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(rumbling)
RADIO ANNOUNCER: Welcome to HiNo,
the bizzar-est of bizarre. (upbeat music)
If you can't find it here, give up.
This is a weapon free zone.
That means no weapons, and nothing is free.
(rattling)
(crowd chattering)
What is this?
Well, that's in the eye of the beholder, isn't it?
I didn't ask for poetry, I asked what it was.
It's called a kaleidoscope.
People used to look through them.
This all it does?
Yep, that's all.
How much does it cost?
It's not for sale.
I got the credits.
I'm sure you do, but it's not for sale.
(footsteps)
Hey, what's going on?
(sinister music)
I can handle it.
(thumping)
(clattering)
(slapping)
You know who sent this Ike?
Oh yeah.
(heavy breathing)
Where's the stuff?
I don't know.
Time's runnin' out.
If we gotta come back, and you don't got the stuff,
you're dead.
Dead.
(thumping)
(chuckling)
I knew I was in for trouble
when they gave me the stall next to yours.
Yeah, but think of all the fun you'd be missing.
(coughing)
Listen, I don't know how long we can hold 'em off.
You sure they never told you who the contact was?
Oh, apparently they'll recognize us.
Meanwhile, we're stuck here.
Then again, help sometimes comes
when you least expect it.
(eerie music)
(creaking)
(rumbling)
(heroic music)
(guns firing)
(zapping)
(loudly exploding)
You're right, Dante,
oxygen levels are down to just 75%.
I can run an exchange with the air systems
in Luke's quarters, but that would only delay
the inevitable.
I didn't think the air in this stinkin' ship
could get any worse.
You know what?
I should do a medical scan on you.
No, no thank you, I'm fine.
Can you fix it today?
No, this is toasted.
[Man In White Shirt] Do you have another one?
Nope.
No fresh air for you.
That means you're going to the dungeon,
to the guest quarters.
Oh, come on, isn't there anything you can do?
This doesn't look broken.
Well, the problem is I retrofitted the air supply system
for our rooms after Luke moved in.
So they're completely unique,
there's no extras on the ship.
The ship is way outdated.
On the other hand, if we went on a little shopping trip,
we could maybe pick up some very important
replacement parts.
No, I don't think that's a good idea.
Absolutely not.
We've got no time, we've got an assignment, remember?
We don't have an assignment,
we have a very stupid make work project
every Delpha has to do.
No.
HiNo Space Station is only a few hours away on the curve.
I say we go.
You didn't rig this up just to get yourself
a shopping trip, did you?
Is he accusing me of risking his health
for the sake of some spare parts?
That's disgusting.
You offend me.
Hmm.
Alright (speaking in foreign language),
you've been here long enough.
Let's get you out of here.
You did, didn't you?
(suspenseful music)
Proceed.
What did I tell you,
I feel naked without my weapon.
PERCY: You don't look naked.
DANTE: Don't go there.
(laughing)
Oh, I hope you have a lot of credit, Dante.
What are you talking about?
You said this was gonna be cheap.
Ah, the what-do-ya-ma-call-it, that's cheap.
But?
The thing-a-ma-jiggy, not so cheap.
Hey, we came here for one thing.
Speak for yourself.
Hello.
Look at this sexy piece of work.
Oh, the young woman has a discerning eye.
It's great, what is it?
You look through the end.
I don't think we can afford that.
I was just looking at it.
You better watch out, Marco.
This guy'll steal you blind,
and make off with your woman just for good measure.
Ike.
In the flesh.
Wow, you look horrible.
Thanks a bunch.
Is that all you have to say to me
after all this time?
No, and you look old.
(laughing)
Hey man, how are you?
Good, good.
(clicking)
(intense music)
(whooshing)
Bang bang, you're dead.
Yeah, that's what it feels like around here.
CARAVAGGIO: You should've accompanied them.
It would do you good to get off of this ship.
I hate shopping.
You've obviously been good company in the past.
Your newly installed human behavior software's
really kicking in nicely isn't it, Caravaggio?
Obviously, sweetheart.
'Scuse me?
Percy programmed you to say that to me, didn't she?
I've been programmed to respond to you
in a random order with such terms as sweetheart,
darling, hey baby, hey you, your mama,
your face--
Alright.
Alright.
Core, wait 'til I get my hands on her.
(sighing)
Well, shouldn't they be back by now?
They just left.
Why not give them a call if you miss them so much?
I don't miss them.
But I should check on them.
(beeping)
Dante, come in.
Yeah, Luke?
So, how much longer are you gonna be?
Oh, we're gonna be a while, somethin' came up.
You tell Percy we don't have time for things to come up.
It wasn't Percy this time.
And tell her I didn't find her joke very funny at all.
Yes, dear. (beeping)
Cheeky brat.
How about we grab a drink and catch up?
Well, oh, I'm not leavin' you alone here.
No, Marco'll take care of her.
See?
Marco will take care of me.
There's a cafe right over there.
Can have your reunion, and keep an eye on us the whole time.
Credit card please.
Why do I get a funny feeling about this?
Hmm.
(footsteps)
(glasses clinking)
(slow rock music)
You're a long way from the farm aren't you?
Not a farmer anymore, that was a long time ago.
I'm a bounty hunter.
Bounty hunter?
You?
Nah, can't believe it.
Sometimes I can't believe it myself.
You were always the quiet one.
Still waters run deep, and all that.
It's a great front.
Still is.
IKE: Yeah, smart ass. (laughing)
Hey, you're in a new line of work, aren't you?
Yeah, well, you know me.
Never could stay at one thing for too long.
DANTE: I remember.
But I'm getting used to it.
At least it's honest.
Well, relatively honest.
Looks like it's a little rougher than I would've thought.
Yeah, it can't be any worse than your line of work.
DANTE: True.
(rattling)
Is this what you're looking for?
Yeah, it's exactly what I'm looking for.
Ah, it's great.
What don't you have back there?
Girlfriend.
Pretty sure I saw some for sale couple booths down.
Really cute, 30% off.
Uh-huh.
As delightful as you?
No, probably not.
So, your father?
That's my uncle.
Were he and Ike old friends?
Looks like it.
MARCO: How long have they known each other?
I don't know, I've never seen the man before in my life.
You don't happen to have a conventional delaying meter,
do you?
MARCO: Linear or serial?
What do you prefer?
Here we go.
(chuckling)
I've though about you guys often.
Think I've finally forgiven you
for stealing her from me.
I didn't steal her, Ike.
She left you.
Yeah, that's one way of looking at it.
But then again, if my best friend
hadn't wanted her so badly,
there might've been nowhere for her to go.
Ike.
It's okay, don't get to so uptight about it.
After all, it's been what?
15 years?
You guys still together?
No.
Penny's dead.
I'm sorry.
If I'd known, I wouldn't have said anything.
Well, Ike, one thing about you,
is you always had something to say.
IKE: I'll take that as a compliment.
Absolutely.
I even broken out of jail with Billy 2980,
but that is a story for, maybe, another time.
(sighing)
I haven't ever considered any of that.
No, I can see why you wouldn't.
I think where I went wrong, was I used a generic
oxygen recycler and attached it to the standard circulation.
IKE AND DANTE: 'Cause the wicked don't need it.
(laughing)
Woo! (muffled speaking)
You know, we were at that place,
that sells at cost, (clicking)
Oh, yeah, yeah, I know the one.
I know the one, yeah. Just outside of Saturn.
Anyway, Dante picked up this really cheap one,
which was very sad because for a few credits more,
I could've gotten the really sweet one
that would've doubled as an ice maker.
What's so interesting over there?
Nothing half as interesting as what's going on here.
That's good, 'cause I was beginning to think
you had a crush on my uncle.
(laughing)
You don't, do you?
Strange world.
Oh, come on.
(glasses clinking)
Any kids?
One.
Son, Travis.
Does he wanna grow up to be a big, bad bounty hunter
like his daddy?
He was taken by the Raiders 10 years ago.
Jesus, Dante.
I'll get him back.
I don't need to tell you it won't be easy.
But if anyone can do it, you can.
Good luck to you, mate.
Thanks.
Hey, I heard you had some problems over the years?
Oh yeah?
You gonna have any trouble solving your current problem?
IKE: What makes you think I'm having one?
You're not gonna tell me you got these scabs on your face
falling over a chair?
It's just a little delivery problem, that's all.
A delivery problem?
It wouldn't have anything to do with a higher bid
from another buyer, would it?
You don't forget a thing, do you?
(laughing) Hey man,
that was your best trick.
Remember Mrs. Communjohn with the prize Shih Tzu breeder?
Didn't you kidnap that mutt
and try to sell it to the highest bidder?
How was I supposed to know it was a gay dog?
(laughing)
She sent her son after me.
Yeah, I remember.
He gave you quite a beating too, didn't he?
Tough little bastard, I'll give him that.
Anyway, this time it looks like a business associate
might've screwed me over.
I can tell by the look on your face,
you think you've heard this one before.
DANTE: No, no, I'm ready to be surprised.
No.
You're right.
Same tired old crap.
One scam too many.
This time I got bitten.
Ah, details don't matter.
Look, I really need to get to Dion,
my ship's reactor core is cracked, I'm stuck here.
Any chance?
Sorry, can't do.
Okay, okay.
Forget it.
Look, I know you won't believe it,
let alone want to hear about it,
but nothing worked out for me after Penny.
Don't go there, man.
Please.
I know.
I've no right to talk about her
after what happened to you,
but I just wanted to say, she made the right choice.
You were always the better man.
(glasses clinking)
(clattering)
Can you believe that I got all this stuff for a mere,
hello, 2,000 credits?
Well, I guess you got your what-ya-ma-call-it,
and few thing-a-ma-jiggys too, huh?
It'll all be worth it, I promise.
Yeah, 2,000 credits, you should be able to put a sauna
in my quarters.
Yeah, but then you'd stink more.
DANTE: Such comedy from crew.
This is what I have to live with.
You can tell he smells.
No, Percy, let me carry that for you.
No, that's okay, I got it.
I'm a big, strong man.
Oh, she's my engineer.
IKE: Yeah, she's great.
Gotta furnish the whole ship.
I'm sorry it took me so long,
this box is really heavy.
Must be the thing-a-ma-jiggys.
Hey Percy, it's been a lot of fun.
Come back and see me anytime, yeah?
Thank you. I'll walk out with you.
Good idea.
Hey, Ike?
Are we gonna talk later?
Yeah, yeah.
DANTE: Is something up with you two?
Nah, a usual thing with partners.
Partners?
I thought you flew solo.
Well, you don't wanna know about it.
Let's just say, he saved my life, and I owe him.
I'm just gonna get something from the ship.
DANTE: Yeah, sure.
(whooshing)
I hope they don't do a credit check on my card.
Yeah, that would be pretty embarrassing.
For you.
(suspenseful music)
(zapping)
(beeping)
Ike, stay here.
(loudly exploding)
(footsteps)
Oh.
(roaring)
My God, they got him.
Whoa, who did this?
I gotta get out of here.
Hey!
Hey, what the hell happened in there?
MARCO: I've had it.
DANTE: What did you do?
I didn't do anything.
Ike and I were working together on this deal.
What deal?
Why are you shouting at me?
I didn't do this to Ike.
Let's get the hell out of here, now.
We're just leaving him here?
Yes.
Percy, I'm not gonna argue with you, let's go.
Who's arguing, his friend just blew up.
Alright, get your stuff, let's get the hell out of here.
Now.
(whooshing)
(suspenseful music)
What happened?
I heard there was an explosion--
I'll fill you in later, alright?
Who's this?
This is Marco, we're dropping him off,
Anywhere.
PERCY: Anywhere.
Look, I hate to be rude,
but I've gotta check your bag.
Oh, of course you can see.
(slapping)
Caravaggio, scan.
(buzzing)
I don't know how to thank you.
Welcome aboard a luxury liner.
CARAVAGGIO: Clear.
Can we go now?
Please?
(footsteps)
Caravaggio, initiate decoupling.
(zapping)
And set a course for Saturn, Car.
(whooshing)
Decoupling complete.
Estimated time of arrival in Saturn's orbit, 32 hours.
Before Ike died, he told me he was havin' problems
with a dealer, you know anything about that?
Well, he had so many.
I was just involved in one of them.
No, he never talked about his other deals.
He didn't tell you anything?
Oh, he told me everything.
In a general sense.
Yeah, but you just couldn't shut him up sometimes.
He's always talking about the big score.
How the next one would put him over
and he could finally retire to Newvo Vegas.
A big dreamer with a big mouth.
Look, I can't help you if you don't tell me
what you know.
(footsteps)
What I know about?
You?
And Ike's past?
He told me about that.
But he owed me,
and quite frankly, I'm not gonna shed one tear
for that pitiful loser.
Look, you helped me get out of there,
and I appreciate that.
But there's nearly nothing else I can say about Ike.
Well, if there's nothing more to say,
then there's nothing more to say.
Shall I show you to your quarters?
I'll do it.
(zapping)
(footsteps)
(zapping)
Percy?
Percy?
What about the oxygen in my quarters?
Hmm?
The oxygen, my quarters.
I'm on it.
(melancholic music) (whooshing)
(footsteps)
LUKE: Sorry about your friend.
I never thought much about what it meant to Ike.
Penny leavin' him, for me, I mean.
I could see why two men would fight over her.
Even best friends.
When this was taken, there was no fight.
She belonged to him.
I was in love with her the moment I saw her,
and I didn't care that she belonged to him.
You know, you can't really steal someone
unless they want to be stolen.
You never truly belong to anybody.
Yeah, that's what I kept telling myself.
Ike made it easier by disappearin'.
LUKE: And you never saw him again, 'til...
'Til today.
I mean, I had the odd report.
He was into some pretty rough stuff.
You know, if his life tanked after he lost her,
it's not your fault.
Sure it was.
Penny's leavin' him is what started everything.
I mean, I've had no trouble living with that,
I have no regrets, but...
Seein' him again,
Put a face to what she did.
Well,
I've got so much guilt in my life,
what's a little bit more?
That's it.
Not connected to the conduit.
Good, good.
(sinister music)
(tapping)
(whistling) What?
(slapping)
That's not my tool.
Hello.
It's not often I get to see the parts that I sold
put to such good use.
Well, I already bought everything,
in your store was so,
what are you tryin' to sell me now?
You're right, old habits die hard.
Keep tryin', you might say something
that doesn't make me gag.
(thumping)
(footsteps)
Caravaggio, identify approaching ship.
(beeping)
Caravaggio.
Something's wrong.
Percy, come in.
(slamming)
Perce?
(zapping)
(beeping)
She might be working in my quarters,
I'll look there, you look in hers.
Okay.
(beeping)
MARCO: I'm ready.
Then prepare for the next phase of the operation.
(beeping)
(footsteps)
(thumping)
(thudding)
(whooshing)
(gun clicking)
(whooshing)
(footsteps)
(beeping)
(footsteps)
Guess this is the last time we pick up a hitchhiker.
Mmmm.
(whooshing)
(intense music)
How the hell did he get control of the ship?
Caravaggio's down.
I don't know how he did that.
The ship's functions don't seem to be affected.
No, it's probably just surveillance and communication.
How are you doing?
Oh God, I'm gonna have a nasty headache.
PERCY: My head is bleeding.
DANTE: If we're lucky, that'll be the worst of it.
(zapping)
(footsteps) (beeping)
How many are there?
Montana, his niece, and a first officer.
Montana's the only one that'll have the information
you're looking for.
And you're sure this guy Ike told them
where to find it?
Absolutely.
They went off together and talked privately at length.
(slapping)
My money?
You will get paid, soon as we get what we need.
(whooshing)
Raiders.
You son of a bitch, Marc.
(beeping)
(clattering)
Come with us.
(slapping)
Oh, so sorry.
(zapping)
(whooshing)
Just tell us where Ike's package is,
and this will all be over.
(screaming) (zapping)
I don't know what you're talking about,
I don't know about any package.
Come on, Montana.
Tell us what we wanna know,
and you can be on your way.
How can I help you if I don't know
what you're looking for?
(screaming) (zapping)
(heavy breathing)
You don't owe that bastard Ike anything.
Now just tell us where it is, and you're home free.
Come on, Dante.
Ike was my friend,
even if I knew what you wanted,
why would I wanna tell you?
Because if you don't, you might soon be joining him.
And where would that leave your shipmates?
Hmm?
Think about it.
Tell us what we wanna know,
or we increase the voltage again.
(buzzing)
Soon it will cause permanent damage.
Marco must've disabled Caravaggio's security function.
Surveillance stopped working, too?
Car maintains constant monitoring in these cells.
If I can bypass the security code,
oh yeah.
I might be able to access the emergency override panel.
LUKE: Yeah, you know, if you're telling me
that we've got a plan, I vote yes.
(clattering)
PERCY: Just thought you might like to know
what I'm doing down here.
(rattling)
Ow.
(screaming) (zapping)
You okay?
PERCY: Yes, I shock myself every day.
(zapping)
(screaming)
(heavy breathing)
You'll make it easier on yourself.
Piss off.
Listen.
I saw you talking to Ike in the marketplace.
He confided in you, he must've told you.
Ike didn't tell me anything.
(zapping) (screaming)
(heavy breathing)
Listen,
Ike didn't tell me anything about his deal
with the Raiders.
'Cause I don't give a damn about anything
the Raiders want.
And all Ike cared about was money.
This isn't about money! (thudding)
It's about the future!
Where are the seeds?
Seeds?
I don't know what you're talking about.
You are a liar.
Those seeds will save thousands of lives each year.
Raiders' lives?
Settlers' lives.
When we get those seeds, everything changes.
Nothing about you bastards ever changes.
That's enough.
Bring one of the girls.
The young one.
No!
INTERROGATOR: The young one.
No!
She doesn't know anything.
Let's see if you can keep your mouth shut
if someone else suffers for you.
(zapping)
Get the girl.
I have a better idea.
(gun firing)
(thudding)
(suspenseful music)
(footsteps)
(clicking)
I'm just full of surprises.
What the hell are you working for?
(zapping) (footsteps)
I suppose you're looking for some answers?
What are you workin' for?
Oh, well that's simple enough to answer.
Me.
(footsteps)
Woo.
Hey, what'd you do to him?
No, no, not him.
He saved me.
Give me the gun.
(clicking)
Okay, I'm lost here, because he's the one
who brought the Raiders onboard in the first place.
Who are you?
Well, believe it or not,
I'm not gonna tell you.
Fine, go.
(footsteps)
Hey, how did you get out?
Marco disabled Caravaggio,
which caused a reaction in the,
you don't need to hear this, do you?
Can you get him back online?
Of course I can, I'm a genius remember?
You sure you're okay?
I'm just peachy.
Come on.
(footsteps)
Get in.
(slamming)
(beeping)
So,
anything you wanna tell me?
Are you looking for an apology?
Or a compliment, or something?
That's quite a funky hairstyle you got there.
Do you like it?
(chuckling)
(footsteps)
(whooshing)
(heroic music)
Well, whatever he did, he didn't do it down here.
DANTE: What are you lookin' for, Perce?
I don't know yet.
Ike must have something the Raiders want pretty bad.
Said something about seeds.
What would Raiders want with seeds?
Seeds you put in the ground?
There were also talkin' about settlers.
They must be up to something big.
Hello there.
(whooshing)
This is not one of ours.
But what and why?
The Raiders attack settlers, and not the other way around.
Unless they're planning on becoming exactly what
they've always hated.
What have you got there?
The anti-virus program I designed with Caravaggio
when we had the Billy Ray virus.
Right.
I don't know if it'll work.
(beeping)
(zapping)
Functions interrupted.
Scanning all systems and sub-systems.
I am working.
Yeah, baby.
Good job.
We shall arrive in Dion orbit
within the next 11 hours.
Dion?
Who programmed that?
Not me, I don't wanna go there.
(gun clicking)
There has also been a masking virus attached
to the coordinate that does not permit me
to alter the course.
You better get to the bridge and see what you can do.
(zapping)
Hey.
Luke, better come with me.
Where are we going?
I have to talk with Marco.
And what do you want me to do?
Make sure I don't kill him
before I find out what I need to know.
(footsteps)
(zapping)
Hey, it's about time you showed up.
I was getting very lonely.
(beeping)
(clattering)
Back to the guest quarters, I hope.
That's right.
Hey!
(thudding)
Take it easy.
Tell me about the seeds.
Don't know what you're talkin' about.
(thumping)
The seeds.
What did that Raider scumbag talk about?
I saved your life, man.
You're not gonna have time to save your own life
if you don't start talking.
They're genetically enhanced seeds,
experimental, totally revolutionary.
Genetically engineered grain isn't new,
it's been around for centuries.
They're not grains.
They're not seeds.
They're seeds.
You put 'em in any soil, any condition,
and they grow to seed any atmosphere
with the exact percentage of oxygen needed
to sustain life.
That would mean--
No more terraforming factories
that cost trillions and take a generation to work.
What use could that be to the Raiders?
Oh, well, maybe they developed a nesting instinct?
Something's not right here.
How does Ike figure into this?
We were brokering the deal,
and then he tried to double cross me.
Ike was cutting me out.
So you blew him up?
It wasn't me.
That was just good luck.
But now you're free and clear?
To broker the deal with who?
Who do ya think?
The highest bidder.
You smug prick.
(thumping)
Oh, okay, okay, okay.
Even parasites have use.
Come on parasite, in the cage.
(thudding)
(slow music) (rumbling)
(beeping)
(zapping)
(footsteps) Hey.
I'm checking for Raider ships in the vicinity.
Someone'll miss him soon enough.
Car, do a long range scan.
CARAVAGGIO: Yes, Captain.
Any luck overriding those coordinates to Dion?
Nope.
Looks like we're going to Dion
whether we like it or not.
That son of a bitch Marco did it.
Marco wants to go to Dion.
Ike wanted to go to Dion.
That's gotta be where the deal is supposed to happen.
Raiders planning a terraforming.
Doesn't this strike everyone
as a little out of character?
All I know, if the Raiders want those seeds so bad,
maybe I can us 'em.
As a bargaining tool?
(footsteps)
For Travis?
We don't know anything about these seeds.
We don't know what they're about,
and they might have some very serious implications.
(zapping)
I've got three vessels at the edge
of our long range scanners.
ID?
They're still to far away. (beeping)
DANTE: Let's keep an eye on them.
LUKE: Dion's pretty heavily populated,
where would we even start the search?
Hmm.
Car, display the arrest records from Dion.
(zapping)
Embezzlement, theft, fraud, stop.
Quiyim John.
Who's Quiyim John?
Quiyim John and Ike were doing some deals
that didn't go so well,
so I wonder what the hell he's doing down there?
Hey, Car, display an ID of Quiyim John.
(suspenseful music)
You got a location on him?
CARAVAGGIO: Quiyim John does not appear
to the Industrialists' Database.
Damn it.
Could take weeks to find him down there.
Well, if those ships on the long range scanner
are Raiders looking for Marco,
we have half a day at best.
Well, looks like I'm leading us down another dark alley.
Percy, keep me posted on those ships.
(zapping)
Max privacy mode, Caravaggio.
(clicking)
(beeping)
Data retrieval.
(beeping)
Access criminal database, Dion Moon.
Narrow the search, name, Quiyim John.
Current location or residence.
(beeping)
CARAVAGGIO: Approaching Dion orbit,
we will be within scanner range in less than two minutes.
(zapping)
I managed to isolate Quiyim John's location .
What?
How?
Caravaggio, upload coordinates.
CARAVAGGIO: Scanning.
That's pretty impressive Luke.
What'd you do, use a Ouija board?
No, I was just being resourceful like you.
And you're the one who taught me how to make something
out of nothing, didn't you sweet cheeks?
I've identified those ships.
They are Raiders, and it looks as though
they've been following us.
ETA?
'Bout two hours.
CARAVAGGIO: I have completed the scan
and identified the location of Quiyim John.
Great.
I'm gonna prep the shuttle.
Luke, I don't know how you did it,
but thank you. (zapping)
I'm keeping an eye on you.
(chuckling)
Look all you want.
(heroic music) (whooshing)
(sinister music)
(door clattering)
Sorry, you missed last call.
We're closed.
I'm not here to drink.
Are you Quiyim John?
Never heard of him.
Marco sent me. (bottles clanking)
Marco?
That's a stupid name.
Never heard of him, either.
You're a lousy liar, aren't you?
(footsteps)
(sighing)
Look, friend, I think I said that we're closed.
(gun clicking)
Keep your hands where I can see 'em.
So, you workin' for Marco?
Where the hell is that son of a bitch?
Don't worry, he'll be around soon enough.
And now, these seeds that everyone is so interested in.
Where are they?
(chuckles) Oh, no.
No, no.
Not 'til Marco gets here.
What's the deal with these seeds?
And where do you fit in?
Go ahead.
If you kill me, there's no deal.
No seeds, no nothin'.
(clattering)
Let's go.
Where are we going?
To Dion, isn't that where you wanted to go?
Yes.
Of course.
Oh God, don't test my patience, let's go!
So, what do we do now?
(clicking)
Wait.
(door clattering)
Who do I have to kill to get a drink 'round here?
(clicking) It's magic.
Are you leaving me on Dion?
That depends.
(zapping)
Look, can't I get my stuff?
I really need it if I'm not coming back.
You know what, we'll mail it to you.
MARCO: You don't understand.
I think I do.
Walk!
Look, doesn't matter to me if I take you down as you are,
as a corpse, okay? (zapping)
(footsteps)
I guess I owe you some kind of explanation.
It's a good place to start.
I had to get the Raiders off my back
until I could get the seeds.
So, I figured if I was dead, they'd leave me alone.
I assume you know all about the seeds now?
So you faked your death.
Hmm, not like you to come up with a good plan.
Good enough to have fooled you.
You haven't fooled anybody, Ike.
You're still the same lying, cheating dirt bag
you've always been.
Yeah, and I'm lookin' at the Virgin Mary.
Don't worry, I'm getting to you.
So, you'll still sell it to the Raiders?
That's what Quiyim John's about, the go between right?
Go between nothing.
I brokered it all.
The only go between here is from my fist to his face
as soon as I get close enough.
Yeah, okay, we're in a nasty, filthy business,
where good men die like dogs,
and the rest of us have to fight
for whatever scraps we find.
Ike, I'm gonna ask you for a favor.
I don't want your seeds, I want my son back.
I want to use your seeds to get my son from the Raiders.
I'm all through doing favors for you, Montana.
Penny was the last one you'll get from me.
He was Penny's son, too.
Should've been my son!
You took that away from me too.
Enough Quiyim John, give me the seeds.
I'll tell you what I told him.
No Marco, no seeds.
(door slamming)
What are you trying to pull?
You've got the seeds, that was always the plan.
It never was the plan.
You couldn't just stay dead, could you?
Screw you.
I've come too far, where are the seeds?
Piece of shit, why the hell did I ever
get involved with you?
Give me the seeds.
Ike, no!
We can still make a deal.
Stop it. Damn you Montana.
Stop it. Why'd you come back
into my life?
Ike.
LUKE: Stop it. (gun blasting)
(gun blasting)
(thumping)
(grunting)
(gun firing)
(heavy breathing)
(thumping)
You alright?
I'm good.
Shit.
Luke, come in.
Go ahead.
We've got Raiders on the grid here.
LUKE: When do we expect them?
I'd say 10 minutes.
Prepare the ship for departure on the ground,
we have to outrun them, come on.
You sure we can make it to the ground?
LUKE: Do it!
Okay.
Fine. (heroic music)
(beeping) (footsteps)
Do this, do that.
(beeping)
(whooshing)
(footsteps)
PERCY: Guys!
On our way.
(footsteps)
(zapping)
God, you guys are out of shape.
Do you know how long it took you?
Get us out of here, Percy.
Main's on full.
We're ready, for the record.
Now, please.
(heroic music)
(whooshing)
(beeping)
That was the best chance I've ever had
at finding Travis.
Those God damn seeds have to be somewhere.
Unless the never really existed.
They exist.
Raiders don't operate on hope.
There must have been some hard evidence.
We'll find out.
How?
Anyone who could've told us anything about the seeds
is dead.
I'll be in my quarters.
(footsteps)
(whooshing)
Oh,
♫ Row, row, your boat
♫ Gently down the stream
♫ Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily
♫ Life is but a dream
♫ Life is but a dream
(zapping)
♫ Row, row, row your boat
♫ Gently down the stream
♫ Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily
♫ Life is but a dream
(beeping)
(gentle music)
You were advised to use extreme caution
in dealing with Harmon.
ANNOUNCER: Next, on Starhunt.
MAN ON PHONE: We have to get our hands on him.
What do you want, Ariel?
Hand me over Harmon.
The bounty on Harmon might make me forget
what I want to do to you.
This is Mart Cline, Last Federation Special Forces.
We understand you have a Martin Harmon
in your custody.
What is it with this Harmon guy?
I am the artifact.
(thudding)
(whooshing)
Did you see that?
(upbeat music)
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