Original subtitles

[Spaceship Humming]

MARCUS: So, what do you think?

PERCY: Scrap the whole thing and start again.

[Laughing]

MARCUS: Well, we were talking about pairing up

the anti-matter drive,

about getting to hyperspace.

PERCY: That's weird, I must've forgot.

MARCUS: Why can't you have a normal conversation about this?

PERCY: Pass me that PDA.

Oh, come on.

TRAVIS: Officer Halperin,

please understand a couple of things,

this Alex Arroyan bounces from planet to planet

and the crime of fleecing rich women

isn't exactly easy to track.

I mean, most of his victims

don't even wanna talk to us.

OFFICER HALPERIN: We don't pay out a hundred thousand

credits for an easy ride.

RUDOLPHO: Those victims barely do.

[Laughing]

TRAVIS: The good news is, we tracked him to Jupiter space.

Apparently he's been working the stations there,

looking for the next lucky lady.

OFFICER HALPERIN: Very well Mr. Montana,

but our patience has a limit.

TRAVIS: You'll have Alex Arroyan gift wrapped

and back on Mars in 48 hours.

OFFICER HALPERIN: I'll hold you to that.

[Beeping]

CALLISTA: Hm, a little edgy, I thought.

RUDOLPHO: Yeah,

she could do with a bit of what Alex is offerin'.

CALLISTA: Are you speaking from personal experience?

RUDOLPHO: Faded memory, unfortunately.

PERCY: Honestly Marcus, enough about hyperspace.

MARCUS: Why are you so adamant that something's gonna go wrong?

PERCY: I lost my uncle to something going wrong.

Call me crazy.

MARCUS: Has it ever occurred to you that maybe you need

to get to hyperspace

because Dante can't get back to you?

PERCY: No.

MARCUS: So what if you're just hanging around for nothing?

PERCY: The PDA.

MARCUS: Yeah, sorry.

[Buzzing] [Exploding]

MARCUS: Woah!

You did do that slowly, didn't you?

PERCY: Slow-ish.

MARCUS: Well,

maybe the return cone wasn't modulated properly.

PERCY: Yeah, probably.

MARCUS: Well,

maybe everything's gonna be all right.

[Rumbling]

MARCUS: Maybe not.

["Darker Star" by Peter Gabriel]

[Tense Electronic Music]

TRAVIS: Car, what's going on?

CARAVAGGIO: A major energy surge has occurred

in the technical conduit.

The wave is impacting all systems.

This will have a catastrophic effect on the reactor core

if not attended to immediately.

TRAVIS: Percy?

PERCY: We're handling it.

[Grunting] [Buzzing]

[Over Speaker] TRAVIS: What's the problem?

PERCY: Uh, a little modulation problem.

Nothing.

Car, privacy mode.

CARAVAGGIO: Of course.

[Eerie Chiming Music]

MARCUS: Look, it was just one of those things, okay?

TRAVIS: Well that's enlightening, Marcus.

Car, what's the damage?

CARAVAGGIO: Power to the main engines is down by 37%.

CALLISTA: Huh, what's new.

TRAVIS: Well someone better get back down there

and start looking for answers.

MARCUS: I suppose he's talkin' about me?

CALLISTA: Yeah.

MARCUS: Yeah,

right.

TRAVIS: And we've gotta come up with a plan

for this Arroyan character.

[Humming]

[Ringing]

PERCY: What?

MARCUS: It's me.

PERCY: Yeah?

Yeah?

MARCUS: Well, can I come in?

PERCY: What?

MARCUS: Uh, Travis wants us to run some diagnostics.

PERCY: Can you do it? I have to sleep.

MARCUS: Yeah, yeah sure.

Pretty crazy down there today, wasn't it?

PERCY: Yeah, freaky.

MARCUS: Well, sleep tight.

TRAVIS: Seems our main problem is identifying this guy,

given the amount of cosmetic surgeries he's had.

RUDOLPHO: Well if we can't find him,

we'll get him to find us.

TRAVIS: What we really need is an irresistible

treat for bait.

CALLISTA: Come on guys, why me?

I mean Percy could,

yeah, yeah, yeah, I get the idea.

[Low Humming]

[Upbeat Techno Music]

[Fast Exhaling]

RUDOLPHO: Any man would be stupid not to bite on that bait.

TRAVIS: Let's hope none of them get in Arroyan's way.

RUDOLPHO: Yeah well, best we split up.

Woah.

I'm gonna be rude and ask to sit down.

ALEX: You're gonna be worried that I'm gonna bother you.

You're a beautiful woman.

You've had this problem many times before,

and you're confident.

You possess the razor wit

to reduce me to cosmic dust. [Laughing]

ALEX: I ask you to hold a second,

and consider that I'm a man that might

have heard that line already.

How would you feel if you saw,

and you are an intelligent woman,

that I was really very disappointed?

Not of the rejection, I could cope with that,

but at your lack of originality.

I refuse for that to be the start of our love story.

CALLISTA: I'd say you've earned a seat.

ALEX: Ah, yes, there is no sound more beautiful

than that word whispered by a beautiful woman

who has the courage to fly to the stars.

CALLISTA: And, what exactly did I say yesterday?

ALEX: You can never know.

That's the whole point.

We all know what no brings,

it brings more of the same.

It lets nothing in, but a yes. [Deeply Exhaling]

ALEX: Is a real deep breath,

a vote for uncertainty.

CALLISTA: Do I get a name?

ALEX: Right now I have no name or identity.

I was sitting there, I knew who I was,

then I saw you.

Now, come with me for a walk.

This is the wrong place.

CALLISTA: Okay, where are you going to take me?

ALEX: Up a blind alley, who knows.

CALLISTA: And what will we do then?

ALEX: Become assured.

Perhaps this is a good start.

[Whimsical Chiming Music]

[Throat Clearing]

ALEX: Body guard?

CALLISTA: No.

ALEX: Your brother?

CALLISTA: Guess again.

ALEX: Your husband?

[Throat Clearing]

TRAVIS: Alex Arroyan?

ALEX: Not if this is a bad moment to be Alex Arroyan.

TRAVIS: Travis Montana.

ALEX: You don't mind if I keep this, do you?

[Energetic Drumming]

[Crashing]

[Groaning]

CALLISTA: Is it me, or is it just hot in here?

[Grunting] [Thumping]

ALEX: Here, take it.

It obviously means something to you.

TRAVIS: Actually, no.

ALEX: Never deny your feelings.

That drives the women away.

TRAVIS: Thanks for the tip, now get up.

ALEX: Ow, my arm.

Careful when you,

I feel you're a bit overzealous there, sir.

Interesting, painful, and interesting.

TRAVIS: Interesting?

ALEX: God's truth, my love.

Were the circumstances were different,

I could truly love you.

Ow, ow.

[Humming]

[Eerie Chiming and Drums Music]

PERCY: Caravaggio?

CARVAGGIO: Yes, Percy?

PERCY: What are your plans?

CARAVAGGIO: Plans?

PERCY: Yeah, for when we're not bounty hunters anymore.

CARAVAGGIO: My duty is to stay with the Tulip

and protect its crew.

I have no plans.

PERCY: So you're not waiting for Dante?

CARAVAGGIO: Waiting?

Hm, I wouldn't say so.

My duties keep me fully occupied.

PERCY: You just have to stay.

You can go now, Car.

[Beeping]

[Whooshing]

PERCY: Ooh.

ALEX: Please know, my dear ravishing beauty,

that I only steal as a last resort.

That is, when I'm totally broke, as I am now.

[Sighing]

ALEX: Normally my ladies are only too happy

to provide me with the comforts of life.

CALLISTA: Like the codes to their bank account?

ALEX: Sarcasm is not becoming of a lady,

and you my dear, are a lady.

CALLISTA: Well, when he's right, he's right.

TRAVIS: When he's right.

CARAVAGGIO: No broken bones, some swelling,

minor contusions and bruising.

ALEX: Minor?

We could debate that.

MARCUS: Ah, Casanova in restraints.

Probably his favorite position.

MARCUS: Um, it might be a nuisance

but would it be a problem if I could sit up?

TRAVIS: Marcus.

ALEX: Very kind, I'm sure.

Marcus, is it?

MARCUS: Well, looks like we're gonna bring back

a bounty in one piece.

That makes a change, eh?

CALLISTA: Hm, not that Eva Halperin seemed

particularly fussy about the shape he was in.

ALEX: Eva Halperin?

Mars Federation, Eva Halperin?

[Laughing]

TRAVIS: Well this should be good.

CALLISTA: I'd like a front row seat, please.

TRAVIS: Done.

Car, contact Eva Halperin.

Patch her through in here.

CARAVAGGIO: Of course.

[Beeping]

TRAVIS: Ah, Ms. Halperin, you'll be pleased

to see we have Mr. Arroyan with us.

ALEX: Eva, I've missed you terribly.

Can you ever forgive me for

rushing off into the night?

I simply couldn't bear our happiness.

OFFICER HALPERIN: You evil son of a...

Mr. Montana, I assure you this case

is nothing more than a criminal investigation.

ALEX: Darling, don't do this.

What did I really take from you but your loneliness

and your fear of intimacy?

OFFICER HALPERIN: Shut up, Alex.

ALEX: I don't want thanks, Eva, but,

I hate to say this, but this is ungrateful.

I expected better of you.

OFFICER HALPERIN: Just bring him in, Mr. Montana.

TRAVIS: My pleasure.

ALEX: She's actually a lovely woman.

Sad, really.

ALEX: There's a jail on earth in the Siberian tropics.

It's actually set in a swamp.

A swamp, Marcus.

The cage is half submerged in effluent

piped in from the villages,

mosquitoes by the billions,

cockroaches the size of chickens.

Not that I've actually been incarcerated there.

MARCUS: Perish the thought.

ALEX: This brig that Travis spoke about,

it's nothing like that, is it?

I have an aversion to filth, you see.

MARCUS: Ah, well, I don't much like dirt myself,

but on this ship, it comes with the territory.

ALEX: How unpleasant for you.

Fine linen and champagne is more my style.

[Laughing]

MARCUS: It'd be mine too if I had the choice.

ALEX: I thought I detected a civilized air about you.

MARCUS: No, you didn't.

ALEX: Perhaps I didn't.

Tastes vary according to our upbringing.

Where were you born and raised?

MARCUS: Hey Percy.

Where are you going?

PERCY: Engineering, diagnostics.

MARCUS: I did that already.

PERCY: I'll do it again.

ALEX: Oh, I see.

MARCUS: See what?

ALEX: My advice, my friend, it's already a lost cause.

MARCUS: There is no cause.

ALEX: Good, 'cause that woman's in pain.

[Door Creaking]

MARCUS: What are you talking about?

ALEX: In my line, you learn to read them.

You don't approach the damaged ones.

[Scoffing]

CARAVAGGIO: Marcus, I would appreciate a word

after you've locked the prisoner up.

MARCUS: Yeah, go ahead, Car.

[Doors Banging]

CARAVAGGIO: I think this is something

you may want to discuss in private.

[Humming]

[Eerie Chiming and Drums Music]

MARCUS: So, what's so hush hush?

CARAVAGGIO: What is your opinion of our prisoner?

MARCUS: He's an idiot who's full of himself.

CARAVAGGIO: I'm sorry you feel that way.

MARCUS: And why's that?

CARAVAGGIO: I ran the standard blood and DNA test

for possible infections.

MARCUS: Don't tell me the rat's got the plague.

CARAVAGGIO: Far from it.

He's as healthy as you are, which is hardly surprising

since his DNA is identical to yours.

MARCUS: What?

CARAVAGGIO: Yours.

His.

He is your brother.

More than that, he's your identical twin.

[Scoffing]

MARCUS: What?

Identical twin?

We look nothing like each other.

What are you on about, Car?

CAR: My scans detected numerous signs

of surgical alteration.

He has re-created himself on a regular basis,

no doubt to further his criminal endeavors

and to evade capture.

MARCUS: Okay, stop.

We're in privacy mode, yes?

CARAVAGGIO: Indeed.

MARCUS: Car, this is not possible.

I was a test tube baby.

I came to term in an artificial womb.

My parents, whoever the hell they were,

couldn't even be bothered to come for me

when I was born.

I've always been on my own.

No way.

There's no way there were two of us.

CARAVAGGIO: The story you know, it's what they told you

at the orphanage?

MARCUS: Yeah.

CARAVAGGIO: Then they must not have known the whole story.

MARCUS: Not a word of this to anyone, Car, understood?

CARAVAGGIO: You have my word. [Beeping]

[Somber Vocalizing]

[Humming]

[Whooshing]

RUDOLPHO: Problem?

PERCY: Power coupling relays got a bit fried,

which was my fault.

You'll be fine.

RUDOLPHO: I will?

PERCY: Yeah, just relax.

RUDOLPHO: Yeah, I'm relaxed.

PERCY: Why won't he take it?

RUDOLPHO: Can I help with anything?

PERCY: Try subroot.

Subroot.

[Beeping]

PERCY: What?

That should've worked! [Banging]

Why won't you take it?

Ugh.

What did you do, Percy?

Yeah, I did something wrong.

RUDOLPHO: I'll, uh, I'll see ya later.

PERCY: Hello?

MARCUS [O.C]: So you knew?

ALEX: Not exactly.

After all, I know what I used to look like,

I mean, originally.

I've had some work done.

MARCUS: Yeah, so I've been told.

ALEX: When you walked into the infirmary,

it was me walking in.

I got to thinking,

Caravaggio confirms this, does he?

MARCUS: Yeah.

Well come on, it's not that bad a piece of news.

ALEX: Oh, but it is.

For you.

[Beeping]

CARAVAGGIO: Scanners are detecting two heavily

armed ships coming into range.

They are increasing speed to intercept.

TRAVIS: Let's see 'em.

CARAVAGGIO: One of the vessels is hailing us.

TRAVIS: Put 'em through.

JATEN: I hope I'm not disturbing you.

I promise not to take up too much of your time.

My name is Jaten Sarat.

You have onboard a man named Alex Arroyan.

I'd like you to hand him over to me.

TRAVIS: Is that right, Mr. Sarat, is it?

I'm afraid Mr. Arroyan is our prisoner

and as such, he remains here.

JATEN: I'm sorry to hear that.

You have five minutes to reconsider.

Goodbye.

[Humming]

TRAVIS: Well, young Alex hasn't made many friends, has he?

CARAVAGGIO: I don't know about that.

TRAVIS: Marcus.

MARCUS: Yeah?

TRAVIS: Does Mr. Arroyan have any idea why a Jaten Sarat

is threatening to kill us all?

MARCUS: Uh, not off hand, no.

TRAVIS: Mm, didn't think so.

Marcus, perhaps you'd like to join us on the bridge.

MARCUS: On my way.

TRAVIS: Percy, tell me we have full power.

PERCY: I'd love to, I really would, but I'm welding.

TRAVIS: Welding what?

PERCY: Percy out.

RUDOLPHO: Wouldn't rely on her, mate.

She's, [whistling]

stressed.

[Sizzling]

MARCUS: Look, I've gotta go, so just tell me.

Is Sarat a bounty hunter?

ALEX: Not really, he only hunts one thing: me.

MARCUS: A vengeful husband, is he?

ALEX: Funny.

He wants me dead, and he'll come hunting after you

for the same reason.

MARCUS: And what's that?

ALEX: Look, I don't wanna see you

and your friends blown away.

Let me go, give me a shuttle.

I'll try and make it out to Syn City.

I've got a friend there who can hide me for a while.

MARCUS: This is another con.

ALEX: You think I change the way I look for the women?

Come on, trust me, I'm your brother.

MARCUS: Yeah well, I don't feel like I have very strong

family ties, just now.

ALEX: Our lives are in each other's hands.

Let me go, and at least you will be saved.

[Suspenseful Electronic Music]

MARCUS: Car?

CARAVAGGIO: Yes, Marcus?

MARCUS: Power up the shuttle.

CARAVAGGIO: Acknowledged.

[Door Creaking]

CARAVAGGIO: Shuttle powering up.

Beginning shuttle bay doors retraction sequence.

TRAVIS: Yes Car, and why would you be doing that?

CARAVAGGIO: As per Marcus's request.

He and Alex Arroyan are en route to the shuttle bay.

TRAVIS: Okay, Marcus?

MARCUS: I know, I know, just don't override the sequence.

TRAVIS: Why the hell not?

MARCUS: Just don't, I know what I'm doing.

CALLISTA: Marcus, don't make me have to come down there.

MARCUS: Just give us some cover, we'll be okay.

RUDOLPHO: Marcus, we don't have full power.

MARCUS: Just do what you can, and trust me.

TRAVIS: Yeah, well, guess we have to.

Our five minutes are up.

[Weapon Firing]

[Exploding]

CALLISTA: Weapons online.

TRAVIS: Make them back off, fire across their bow.

CALLISTA: Right, firing.

[Whooshing]

RUDOLPHO: Shuttle's away.

[Weapons Firing]

CALLISTA: Sarat's going after the shuttle.

TRAVIS: Try and maneuver us between them.

CALLISTA: I'll try.

TRAVIS: And target torpedoes for contact.

[Exploding]

RUDOLPHO: Sarat's ship is buggin' out.

TRAVIS: Percy, can we keep up with the shuttle?

PERCY: Um,

not unless we all paddle.

[Laughing]

PERCY: That was a good one.

TRAVIS: Car, any idea where they're heading?

CARAVAGGIO: The shuttle's trajectory suggests IO orbital.

[Laughing]

CALLISTA: Syn City, of course, the con man's mecca.

Where else would Alex go?

TRAVIS: Yeah, but why is Marcus going along for the ride?

[Whooshing]

TRAVIS: Marcus, I'm getting tired here.

ALEX: You can't respond.

Sarat will track us.

MARCUS: I can't respond because I don't know the answer

to the question.

Now suppose you tell me.

ALEX: Easy, brother.

MARCUS: Stop calling me brother, please.

What do I need with a brother like you?

ALEX: Sarat will be offended.

He's the warlord of a major criminal faction on Europa.

25 years ago, he murdered most of the planet's royal family.

What was left of them was deposited

in a test tube.

[Tense Electronic Music]

OFFICER HALPERIN: You've lost him?

TRAVIS: I didn't say that.

Actually, he's under the protection

of one of my best men.

OFFICER HALPERIN: I don't want him under protection.

I want him under lock and key.

Mr. Montana, we've passed you a great deal of work.

I would hate to feel like we had to look elsewhere.

TRAVIS: I repeat, we have him.

OFFICER HALPERIN: You'd better.

I'll be checking in again shortly.

[Whistling]

CALLISTA: Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned,

not to mention humiliated.

MARCUS: What are you spinning me here?

ALEX: I'm telling you the truth.

MARCUS: You're a con man.

You don't know what the truth is.

ALEX: I wish people would make a little effort

to understand our business.

Knowing the truth is essential to us.

How could we bend it otherwise?

We're probably more in touch with the truth than anybody.

MARCUS: Why should I believe you?

ALEX: Oh, be patient.

I'm taking to someone you will believe.

[Smacking]

[Whooshing]

TRAVIS: Hi,

just thought I'd come down here and see if--

PERCY: I'll get you to IO orbital,

I promise, it's just,

only so much I can do, you know?

The Tulip is running out of years.

It's hard to find a good vein after a while.

TRAVIS: Well if anyone could find one, you can.

PERCY: Thanks.

[Buzzing] [Thudding]

TRAVIS: You okay?

It's just a spark.

PERCY: Yeah, I know.

TRAVIS: Great, well, I'll leave you to it then.

Give me a shout if you need anything.

PERCY: I'm buried.

I'm buried.

[Upbeat Pop Music] [Crowd Chattering]

ALEX: Wilkes Halian, meet Marcus.

Marcus, say hello to your uncle.

He's a very close family friend.

Marcus is my twin.

He needs to hear his story.

He won't believe it from me.

[Whimsical Electronic Music]

WILKES: Your father,

I'm looking at your father.

TRAVIS: Callie, any sign of Sarat's ship?

CALLISTA: I'm afraid not.

RUDOLPHO: Who we after then, Marcus, Alex, or Sarat?

TRAVIS: Yes.

WILKES: Sarat and his clan were convinced

they'd killed off your entire dynasty.

They bombed a family wedding, of your older sister.

They swept away freedom and justice

and replaced it with corruption and blood feud.

MARCUS: So how did we survive?

WILKES: Your parents confided in me

that there was one fertilized egg

being kept in a biobank.

The egg had been allowed to divide,

the idea being that one baby would become the heir,

the other, a spare, a sort of blank

for purposes of organ donation should the need ever arise.

MARCUS: Oh yeah?

And which one's me?

ALEX: Don't panic.

I'm not missing any essentials at present.

MARCUS: Do you think you're funny?

ALEX: Maybe not,

just then.

[Humming]

RUDOLPHO: Well, we made it.

TRAVIS: Car, nothing from Marcus yet?

CARAVAGGIO: I've been hailing him.

I read no malfunction of his com unit,

so I can only assume he is ignoring me.

[Upbeat Pop Music]

WILKES: I returned to Europa when I heard of the killings,

and rescued the eggs.

They were brought to term here, in an artificial womb.

You can get anything you want in Sin City,

and under a variety of names

I brought Alex up as my son.

MARCUS: And what about me?

The backup, the blank.

WILKES: I placed you in an orphanage.

MARCUS: And you just forgot about me?

WILKES: Yes, deliberately.

In case of,

well, it was best I didn't know.

MARCUS: Why?

WILKES: If the Sarat family ever caught us,

at least there'd be one of you out there.

MARCUS: To do what, exactly?

ALEX: Wilkes told me the truth about our family

when I came of age.

I suppose he was hoping that I'd lead a coup

against the Sarats, but I'm not that sort, Marcus.

Perhaps our father was, perhaps you are,

but I like living too much to want to die.

WILKES: Now listen, listen, with the two of you together,

the Marendolas could reclaim their rightful place.

MARCUS: Marendolas?

WILKES: Your family name.

I named you Octavius.

MARCUS: Great.

ALEX: And I, dear brother, was Antony.

MARCUS: No, look, I'm sorry.

I'm Marcus Fagen, that's my name.

I'm not carrying the problems of your world on my shoulders.

I have enough already.

I'm sorry.

ALEX: So let me go, and we can both run.

[Suspenseful Music]

[Crowd Chattering]

ALEX: Come on Marcus, let me go.

WILKES: The truth is, you're a Marendola.

Nothing you do will ever change that.

[Guns Firing]

[Glass Shattering]

[Thudding]

[Groaning] [Crashing]

[Screaming]

ALEX: Give me a gun.

Give me a gun!

I'm your brother!

[Smacking]

[Gun Clacking]

[Humming]

[Eerie Chiming Music]

JATEN: I could hardly believe this DNA report.

Two for the price of one.

Good fortune piling up all around me.

So, now we're all together,

we can sort out Europa's problems.

To be candid, at the moment we're experiencing

a little unrest amongst the natives

who have dreams of liberty,

and peace.

ALEX: So what do you want us for?

Gotta be something, or you would've bumped us off

straight away.

JATEN: Simple.

We'd like you to rule, Alex.

Your brother here would do, I suppose,

but you're better acquainted with the history,

with what is required of a king.

MARCUS: Doesn't sound so bad.

ALEX: It will.

[Indistinct Chatter]

TRAVIS: Sarat.

JATEN: Of course, when I say rule, don't panic.

There'll be plenty of friends standing behind you.

ALEX: Pulling the strings.

Do you take us for being completely stupid?

JATEN: I don't want to seem rude,

but I thought that plan A was really worth a try,

and don't rule it out of hand too easily,

unless you want to hear what plan B is.

TRAVIS: We tracking Sarat yet?

RUDOLPHO: He's only just got in range.

Looks like he's headed for Europa.

TRAVIS: Percy, we need everything you've got.

PERCY: The fixes might not hold if you go to full power.

That is officially everything I got.

TRAVIS: Get us out of here, Car.

CARVAGGIO: Acknowledged. [Beeping]

[Eerie Electronic Music]

ALEX: This is not good.

MARCUS: No, probably not.

JATEN: I'll put this as gently as I can.

We're going to kill you, Alex,

clone you, and set your clone up as the new leader.

And Marcus, isn't it?

Marcus, yes, much less complicated.

We're simply going to cut your brain out

and keep your body as a blank,

in case of emergencies.

I believe that was the original idea,

until Wilkes Halian interfered.

Life works in strange circles, doesn't it?

MARCUS: How very sensitively put.

JATEN: Thank you.

RUDOLPHO: We're gaining on Sarat's ship,

but we're not gonna catch him at this rate,

not before he reaches Europa.

TRAVIS: Car, can you risk full power to the engines?

CARAVAGGIO: Certainly we can take the risk.

TRAVIS: Go to full power, Car.

CARAVAGGIO: Acknowledged.

Engaging full power.

[Humming]

CARAVAGGIO: Number three and number seven

reactor coils have failed.

I am compensating.

Numbers four and five now showing red zone warnings.

RUDOLPHO: Does that mean we gotta slip on a dress

and start singing again?

CARAVAGGIO: I would not recommend full power

for much longer, if that is what you mean.

TRAVIS: Maintain speed, Car.

CARAVAGGIO: Of course.

PERCY: Caravaggio?

CARAVAGGIO: Yes madame.

PERCY: I just wanted to say thank you.

CARAVAGGIO: Thank you for what, Percy?

PERCY: You know, stuff.

[Beeping]

[Whimsical Electronic Music]

[Groaning]

ALEX: I've always wanted to know my brother.

MARCUS: Mm, I'm so glad we met.

ALEX: Sorry.

RUDOLPHO: Almost in range.

TRAVIS: Car, how are we holding up?

CARAVAGGIO: The core is overloaded.

I can't be precise, but I would expect

a massive implosion in approximately three minutes.

CALLISTA: He had to ask.

RUDOLPHO: Yeah.

JATEN: Technically I'm not really trained to do this,

but you just follow instructions, I guess.

Last chance, Alex.

ALEX: Tell him to get stuffed.

JATEN: It's not your call, is it?

It's your brother's here.

Well?

ALEX: Get stuffed.

JATEN: Then this is the way it will be.

[Humming]

[Whooshing]

[Exploding]

JATEN: Bridge?

BRIDGE: Sir, the Trans-utopian is attacking.

They outgun us.

JATEN: Can we outrun them?

BRIDGE: We thought so, sir,

but they suddenly picked up a lot of speed.

MARCUS: Percy, you're amazing.

JATEN: Get me Montana.

TRAVIS: Ah, Mr. Sarat, good of you to call.

JATEN: Mr. Montana,

we'd be happy to return your crew member

in exchange for safe passage,

if that's what this is about.

TRAVIS: Oh, I can lose a crew member,

but I'm not giving up the 100,000 riding on Arroyan.

JATEN: You can't expect me to believe that

you'd blow us up with your crew member on board.

TRAVIS: No, I don't.

Ask him, he knows.

If I can't have my bounty, I give you my word

that no one will.

JATEN: A caring employer you have there.

MARCUS: It's difficult to choose between the two of you.

JATEN: He won't carry out his threat.

TRAVIS: Of course he will.

When you join the Tulip, it's business,

we all know the rules, that's why we're good.

Nothing, not even a crew member

gets in the way of the bounty.

And you steal from us, and you're marked,

and eventually we'll find you.

We don't bother to ask for an explanation.

ALEX: But Marcus, stealing is one thing.

What you do is murder.

MARCUS: A bit late to take a moral high ground,

isn't it brother?

We're dead either way.

ALEX: I know it.

JATEN: Bridge. BRIDGE: Sir?

JATEN: Tell Montana he can come and get his precious bounty.

BRIDGE: Ay sir.

JATEN: I'm sure we'll meet again, gentlemen.

[Humming]

ALEX: All over the place.

MARCUS: Shut up, Alex, you believed every word.

ALEX: I had you pegged before you opened your mouth.

If not for my utterly convincing supporting role.

[Laughing] MARCUS: You're not actually

taking the credit for this.

ALEX: Well done, brother.

Flawless, and that's the opinion of a professional con man.

It's in the blood, I tell you.

What a team we'd make.

RUDOLPHO: Marcus. MARCUS: What?

RUDOLPHO: Percy's gone.

MARCUS: What do you mean, she's gone?

RUDOLPHO: She left a message, come on.

PERCY: Hi.

It's not gonna come as any great surprise to anyone,

but it seems I've gone a bit bananas,

so I'm gonna take off for a bit.

I don't want you to come after me.

I have lived my whole life on this ship,

and I think I'm due a vacation.

Now, this is very, very important.

Do not think that you've just scored yourselves a ship,

because I will always, always be able to find the Tulip.

I do care about you guys though, for some reason,

so take care of yourselves.

Bye.

MARCUS: Where the hell is she gonna go?

TRAVIS: I doubt even she knows that.

To tell you the truth,

I think it'll do her good.

PERCY: Off, [slapping] stupid.

CALLISTA: Hm, typical.

Looks like Sarat's headin' out too.

ALEX: He'll be back.

ALEX: Travis isn't gonna hand me over?

MARCUS: We don't trade family.

ALEX: Hm.

MARCUS: You know, I didn't tell him the whole story.

Travis is a good friend.

He knows when not to ask questions.

You know,

you could stay for a while.

[Laughing] ALEX: Thanks,

but just drop me off on the next main.

MARCUS: And what then, same old game?

ALEX: It isn't that bad, Marcus, believe me.

And I don't think I'm an ideal replacement for Percy.

MARCUS: No, maybe not.

ALEX: To Percy, may she return.

MARCUS: Wilkes Halian, to whom we owe our lives.

ALEX: Thank you, Marcus.

He would've liked that. [Clinking]

MARCUS: What's going on?

RUDOLPHO: Story time.

What exactly was this Sarat business all about?

MARCUS: The truth?

ALEX: No sense holding back.

MARCUS: Well, you better grab a beer, Rudolpho.

For this is a tale of two brothers

born to a great king and queen.

ALEX: Of childhood's spent frolicking blissfully

in the royal court.

MARCUS: Of handmaidens, jesters, and jeweled crowns.

ALEX: I'd forgotten about the jeweled crowns.

RUDOLPHO: That's typical.

I've never got a straight story from you yet,

and now there's two of ya.

[Laughing]

[Somber Electronic Music]

["Darker Star Reprise" by Peter Gabriel]