Original subtitles

- Dante didn't come out of hyperspace with us.

- [Narrator] Previously on Starhunter.

- Do you have a name?

- Travis.

I'm Dante's son.

- What do you want with yours truly?

- I heard you were looking for a bounty hunter.

- A pretty little thing like you, come here,

see, ow!

Caw, sign here.

- Thank-you.

- This is hyperspace.

The orchard has reopened for business.

- Come with me.

You have the power within you to make this journey

like I just did.

- Why develop a weapon that can destroy our solar system?

- A light speed, hyperspace.

- A weapon like that, control everything.

- Now Marcus.

[dramatic music]

[gentle music]

- Are you sure we're in privacy mode?

- You don't think I'd want an audience do you?

- Well, you might.

I mean how well do I really know you.

- Do you wanna find out?

[beeping]

Go away.

- [Callie] Travis?

Travis?

- Yeah, hold on.

Hi. - Hi.

- You weren't by any chance having the same dream I was?

- What? - Never mind.

- Er, Marcus was reading some article,

I don't know, he insists we meet him in engineering.

- Now? - No, next week.

I just thought I'd give you a really early heads up.

- I love it when you're sarcastic.

- Uh huh.

Get dressed.

- Dr. Lanzig's theory suggests

that a negative energy pulse, fired through plasma conduits

in an antimatter module,

of which we are a proud owner remember,

produces a positive energy pulse a split second later now,

in between those two pulses, a warp bubble is formed.

- And you woke us up to tell us this?

- Don't you know what it means?

- At this time of night I can hardly remember my name.

- It means light speed people.

[snoring]

it means hyperspace.

- Hyperspace sucks.

- I think this is the real deal.

- Then why was this theory found in some obscure journal?

- Because this Gregor Lanzig was an unknown astrophysicist

with a bazar theory, no one paid him any attention.

- Still, something this big you'd think

someone else would've at least tried it.

- Well, first not many ships have an antimatter module.

Second, no one reads these obscure

astrophysics journals anymore.

And third, because the gap

between the two pulses is so small,

no one's been able to measure it yet.

- And you know how to measure it?

- Well, no. - Didn't think so.

Well, when you do figure it out give us a shout.

In the meantime, I have a dream to get back to.

[snorting]

[gentle music]

- Has it occurred to you you might be getting his hopes up?

- [scoffing] I don't get this.

What if we could do it?

- Dante is lost in hyperspace.

Dangling the chance of finding him isn't fair.

- I didn't even mention Dante.

- You didn't have to.

[sighing]

[wind howling] [dramatic music]

- You're the one, you're the one, you're the one.

[creepy music]

[creaking]

[upbeat music]

[ship exploding]

[lasers zapping]

- [Percy] Hello gang.

Where's Marcus?

- He must've been able to get back to sleep.

- Where's Travis?

Car? - Travis requested

privacy mode in his quarters.

- Why didn't I think of that?

- Morning all. - Easy for you to say.

- Yeah, shove it.

- Oh well, that was bracing.

Where's Travis, he's not in his quarters?

- You're sure? - Well, yeah, I knocked.

- Car override privacy mode in Travis' quarters.

- Acknowledged, oh, he's not there.

- Scan the ship, Car.

- Scanning.

Travis is not on board the Tulip.

- Let's search the whole ship. - Yeah, well I don't

think we'll find anything. - We're gonna search,

alright.

- Of course we are.

- Three more people with activated

Divinity Cluster genes have been located.

They're being brought here to Olympus Mons.

I estimate three years to complete the hybridization

of the species.

- I notice Andreas still unaware of our agenda.

- He's too involved finding a way

to get a ship into hyperspace.

What's the matter?

- I felt a displacement someone entering hyperspace.

Two people.

- To the best of our knowledge, there are no humans

with the second gene activated.

- There is a man I encountered months ago

who is very resistant to me.

It could be he's about to become a stage two.

- Who is he?

- Travis Montana.

The son of Dante.

But I sense a stronger genetic link to this one.

Definitely a stage two.

[ominous music]

- You're the one. - The one what?

- The one who'll find me.

- I've already found you.

- Not here, not now.

- Alright, when?

- You'll know.

Trust me.

You must find me.

- Callie? - Travis?

- [Travis] Yeah.

- Where the hell have you been.

I've been worried about you.

- It's okay, I'm alright.

- I mean, we've all been worried about you.

- Callie, I'm fine.

- You, you look...

- I don't know, I was thinking about my father.

The next thing I know I'm in wonderland.

- Hyperspace. - Yeah.

Divinity Cluster again, right.

- Maybe it's brought on by intense feelings.

- Yeah, but why you?

I mean, don't we all have these Divinity Cluster genes?

- Apparently, my mother did this trans-genetic experiment

that somehow activated the first of the four genes.

- Gene one gets activated.

You think you're invincible.

Gene two gets activated, you're mucking about in hyperspace.

Genes three and four, now there's a mystery.

Your pal Eccleston, went mad mucking

about with genes three and four didn't he?

- So what happens if these two genes kick in in Travis?

- He'll have an interesting day.

- Yeah well, gene two is about

as interesting as I wanna get.

- Yeah, but the thing is you don't have any control.

- All I know is the woman I saw,

she may be the answers I need.

- Well then, we need to find her.

- [Man] This is not an accident, this is a problem.

- I think one of them was Travis Montana.

But I don't sense full activation of the second gene in him.

He is less of a threat than whoever else was with him

in hyperspace, and that person is a stage two.

- We're gonna have to deal with the situation.

- Then I suggest we let Montana lead us

to this other person, kill two birds with one stone.

- So, in the infinitely small gap between the negative

and positive energy pulses,

the antimatter module becomes an artificial black hole,

producing a sort of curved time-space warp bubble

which can surround a ship, pushing it into hyperspace.

The only problem is, that if you misjudge the pulse gap,

things go boom.

- There's always something.

- Yeah, well I reread Lanzig's article

and it seems to suggest he found a way to measure the gap.

- The reflexes?

- Well, he was quite vague about it

but he mentioned something called a, a horizon generator.

Now that hypothetically could measure the pulse gap.

- What the hell's a horizon generator?

- Well, that I don't know.

And soon after the article was published,

Lanzig disappeared.

- He's probably in hyperspace.

- I don't think so.

His big thing was about getting a ship into hyperspace,

not just a person.

The Tulip has the hardware.

All we're lacking is the software.

- Well, Lanzig's the software.

You need to solve my mystery woman, the rest follows.

Hyperspace,

maybe even my father.

- Hey.

Percy why do you hate hyperspace so much?

- I don't know.

You weren't there.

- Exactly, that's why I'm asking.

I mean it might be nice to get a head's up.

- It's not a place, it's time.

At light speed, it's its own dimension.

It'll be fine if we get in and get out.

If we happen to get stuck like I was,

it will be like spending centuries

in a cell with no window.

It hurts.

- Best not to get stuck is my advice.

- Okay, we've just found an article

by scientist named Wayland Hursch.

- He mentions Lanzig.

I thought we'd give him a call.

- Car deactivate the encryption mode,

that might clear it up.

- Then Gregor went into-- - I'm sorry Dr. Hursch,

I didn't catch all of that.

Your transmission was breaking up.

- [Wayland] That's a problem way out here on Triton.

I said Gregor went into seclusion.

Wiped his name out of just about every database there is.

- Any idea why? - Not really.

I never actually met the man.

Supposedly he was a bit of an eccentric.

I dealt with his assistant, Dr. Vienna Xeylon.

- And this Dr. Xeylon, would she know where he is?

- [Wayland] Maybe, she's somewhere on IO I believe.

- Thank-you sir. - Good luck Mr. Montana.

- Set a course for IO.

- Carav, what have we discovered

about Dr. Lanzig's hyperspace theories?

- They are highly unorthodox but quite elegant.

- So if we found a way to reconfigure the module,

like Marcus said, and measure the pulse gap?

- Oh, the Tulip could achieve light speed.

However, I hasten to point out that no calculus exists

that will measure the pulse gap.

- We intercepted a transmission

from the Trans-Utopia.

They're headed for IO.

They're trying to track down a Dr. Gregor Lanzig

through a former assistant, a Dr. Vienna Xeylon.

- Lanzig, Xeylon, could be the key.

We follow Montana's ship.

- One of my old business associates

of a somewhat questionable character,

once sold some black market supplies to er, Dr. Xeylon.

- Do you have a friend, not of questionable character?

- Erm, no.

Anyway, Car's sending you the location now.

- This address is in Syn City.

- Yeah, all the best scientists live there.

- Thanks, shuttle out.

- You never did, er, tell me about

that dream you had the other night.

0h, it was just a dream.

- What I in it? - Why do you ask?

- 'Cause you've been looking at me funny ever since.

- I have? - Yes.

- Oh I'm sorry, I'll stop.

- No, don't, er [coughs] I mean erm,

you don't have to apologize.

[keyboard tinging]

- Er, starting final approach.

[dramatic music]

[wind howling]

[zinging]

Dr. Xeylon?

I'm Travis Montana.

- I've been expecting you.

Please, come in.

- So what do you mean, you were expecting him?

- We met in a finitely generated horizon

where space is curved and time is looped.

- I understand your Gregor Lanzig's assistant.

We're looking for him.

- Why? - We think we may have

a way of testing his theories on hyperspace.

- Why would a bounty hunter be interested in that?

- My father was lost in hyperspace.

- Which is why you're the one.

- I don't understand.

- But I'm not sure that I do either.

How would you test Dr. Lanzig's theories?

- Our ship is equipped with an antimatter drive

and we have the negative energy

to make the jump into hyperspace.

- But you need the regression equations

to measure the pulse gap.

These need to be fed into a horizon generator,

and I'm sure you don't have one of those.

- No, we don't.

You're Lanzig, aren't you?

- A necessary deception, given the nature of my work.

- So would you like to test your theories or not?

- It's not that simple.

- If it was that simple we wouldn't be here.

[laser zapping] - Aah agh.

- Ugh, urgh. [pulsating music]

- There's more coming!

- Is there another way out?

- No. - The window.

[glass smashing]

[tannoy mumbling]

Jump, I've got you. - Agh.

- Come on! - Ooh!

Ugh, it's safe.

- Over there. [lasers zapping]

[crowd shouting]

Keep her covered, I'll draw them out.

- What? [guns zapping]

[dramatic music]

- Ugh, Argh! - Wagh!

- Argh! - Over here!

Callie!

Ugh! - Agh!

- Ugh! - Wagh!

[ominous music]

- Dr. Xeylon.

Good of you to join us.

- Agh, uh.

Travis?

Travis?

Travis?

- Callie?

You alright?

- Alright's relative.

I took one in the shoulder,

and it hurts like hell.

How about you?

- I'm fine.

Dr. Xeylon? - They got her.

Orchard, it has to be.

- Yeah, that's my guess.

- Tulip, this is Montana.

- How's it going down there mate?

- Less than stellar.

We thing The Orchard has er Dr. Xeylon.

I want you to monitor all ships leaving IO orbital.

And tell Percy to get the infirmary ready.

There's some er, minor repairs.

Callie's been hit. - Say again?

Is she okay? - So she says.

- Oh yeah, hard as a rock that one.

- That's mostly her head.

- We'll be ready. - Out.

- Ooh, come on. - Eeh.

- Aah. - Ugh,

look at us, decrepit old couple.

- Ugh, let's hope we make it that far.

- One horizon generator.

- You're kidding, it exists?

Was that it?

- Yeah.

- Doesn't look very much does it?

- [Travis] Any luck tracking out any ships?

- There's been a lot of activity, it's taking awhile.

- You'll be okay?

- I may never play the tambourine again,

but yeah. - You're sure?

- You could always use your other arm

to play the tambourine. [laughing]

- Shut up.

- Well, come on, she'll be fine.

What's up with you two anyway?

- You think something's up?

- I know something's up.

- Well, when you figure it out, let me know okay.

- What do you want with me?

- [laughing] You make it all sound so melodramatic,

like we're the bad guys.

We're not, you know.

- Then why did you attack those people.

- Well, they're bounty hunters,

with a reputation for kidnapping.

In our opinion, they didn't have

your best interests in mind.

Whereas we do.

- You do?

- Like you, we're scientists.

Researchers dedicated to improving the human condition.

[gasping]

- Do you see what I can see Dr. Xeylon?

I know what you can do.

[dramatic music]

This is Althea 165.

We are there and yet we are here.

I know you understand.

- Why am I here?

- Because you're a stage two.

The second gene in your Divinity Cluster is activated.

- You know this how?

- Because of your writing.

You see your understanding of hyperspace can only come

from someone who can see hyperspace.

- I see it for myself, no one else.

- Well, that could change, couldn't it?

I noted in one of your articles a reference

to a horizon generator, why don't you tell me about that.

- I was wrong.

I abandoned that research because I realized it won't work.

[pensive music]

- Really.

I show her paradise and yet she remains skeptical

of our motives.

- Humanity isn't ready.

- Who are you to decide?

- Official? - Yeah,

that being the operative word.

I asked Car to tap into the IO control mainframe.

- Not strictly legal.

- No, neither is taking bribes to alter the official log,

which seems to have happened here.

- Sounds like our friends, The Orchard.

- So here's the raw data.

- 150 ships leaving IO in the last 16 hours.

- Two ships unaccounted for.

- One seems to have been smuggling midgets

to the dwarf fights on Neptune.

- There's nothing funny about small people.

- Words to live by Marcus.

And the other ship?

- Unknown registry.

Heading for Olympus Mons on Mars.

- Hmm, good deal of military

and scientific research going on there.

- Sounds like the kind

of place you'd find an outfit like The Orchard.

- Car, set course for Mars. - Acknowledged.

- So, you looking forward to flying

through those narrow canyons.

- Not really.

- Is this Dr. Xeylon worth it?

- Well, she may hold the key to hyperspace.

Does that answer your question?

- The reason I don't wanna go to hyperspace is

because I believe Dante's trying to find me

and I don't wanna miss him.

You must be afraid of losing Travis.

- What do you mean? - It's pretty obvious.

You gonna be okay? - Yeah.

No. - No?

- How's she doing?

What's up? - I don't know.

- Car? - I'm scanning rapid

onset heart failure.

[Callie Gasps]

- Set up a sterile field.

In the booth Travis.

Travis.

- What's going on?

- I don't know.

- [Car] Initiating cardio defibrillation.

- Car, what's happening? - According to this,

her heart is disappearing. - What?

- Well do something. - There's insufficient time

to implant a replacement.

She's losing blood pressure.

Pulse is thready, O2 levels dropping, lungs collapsing.

- [Travis] Callie?

- Again.

[dramatic music]

- Callie!

[Callie gasps]

- She's dead.

What just happened to you?

- I went back to when she was shot.

- Divinity?

- Yeah.

- What?

How?

- Car? - Postmortem data scans

revealed aprinoxin 12, a toxin that dissolves muscle tissue.

The ammunition that hit Callie must have delivered it.

- Her heart disintegrated.

- The Orchard.

What the hell are they playing at?

- Is hyperspace worth Callie's life.

- She's right!

Why did I say that?

- We're all upset.

- They're all falling for each other.

- That happened the day they met.

- Now, I mean now.

Something was happening.

- Yeah well, life stinks.

Then you die.

[somber music]

Cheers.

My father, despite rumors to the contrary,

I did have a father.

He was a drunk, gambler, womanizer,

like father like son, cheers.

He left me and my mum when I was young.

She raised me alone.

He left us with no money, no food, no home.

I guess that's why I don't wanna be poor again.

There wasn't a day went by when I was a kid

that I didn't curse him.

Then I grew up and I became a man.

But I needed him to teach me how to be one.

Needed, ah I still need him.

If I had the chance to find him, I'd take it.

I guess what I'm saying is,

you've got my backing on this, 200%.

Percy's wrong about hyperspace.

If we give up on it, then Callie's death is worth nothing.

- It is worth it.

I know it is.

- The thought of The Orchard

controlling hyperspace is terrifying.

If it's up to us to stop it then so be it.

I'm sorry about Callie.

- How you doing?

- Er, I should've been able to stop it, you know.

- Don't go there, Travis.

It's a mug's game.

What?

- Something Callie said.

Yeah, the last thing she said to me was, again.

- Nah, I'm not getting the connection.

- You said don't even go there,

but that's it, the thing is I can go there,

again, literally.

That's what she was trying to say.

- What do you mean, hyperspace?

- Dr. Xeylon, she talked about time loops

in a finitely generated horizon.

- Translation please.

- She said that in hyperspace,

time isn't just a straight line,

you can go forward or back.

- To stop Callie being shot.

- You can't be serious?

- Why not? - Because we're not sure

it's remotely possible.

- Percy, if it's not possible we'll find out soon enough.

- [Car] We are entering Mars orbit.

- Marcus, you game? - Always.

[exciting music]

I hope you like a bumpy ride.

Once we hit those canyons,

we'll be flying this baby by hand.

- Good thing I skipped lunch.

- Are you sure we're doing the right thing?

- Percy got you wondering?

- It just seems like a long shot.

- To save Callie's life. - You're right.

Sorry. - No, point taken.

It is a long shot.

- Entering Mars atmosphere.

Damacasma five degrees south latitude,

280 degrees west longitude.

- All systems normal. - Roll pitch

and you're steady.

- Zero in on their loss.

- Not long.

Severe turbulence. - Go over to manual.

- Pitch point two seven degrees, roll three degrees.

[Travis and Marcus moan]

- York, point two seven eight.

- Should've skipped breakfast too.

What's wrong?

- I don't know its,

I had this image of Xeylon,

I didn't hear her exactly but I,

I don't know I just had the feeling I know where she is.

- Too weird, Travis.

You're becoming too weird.

- Thanks.

- Travis, I fed you your landing coordinates.

It's a bit of a hike to The Orchard complex

but it's underground so you probably won't be detected.

- [Travis] Thanks Percy.

- So, will she work with us?

You know, sometimes the best way to get someone

to change their mind is to change their mind.

- I'll set up a neuro modification session

at the Skinner Facility.

[ominous music]

- So I guessing that there won't be a huge flashing

sign saying Orchard Headquarters anywhere.

- [Travis] Fortunately, we won't need one.

She's close. - Another one

of your images? - No, she's right here.

- Ugh! - Hah!

- Urgh! - Hah, argh!

- This way, Dr. Xeylon!

Sit there doctor, there.

- Tulip, we're on our way,

stand by to get the hell out of here.

- Standing by. - I would buckle up

if I were you, it's gonna be a bumpy ride.

[jets zooming]

- What happened? - Security lost her

on the way to neuro.

- How? - Montana!

- They communicated.

He's closer to stage two than I realized.

- I sent a shuttle to pursue.

And a ship's standing by in case they make it to orbit.

- York point zero one seven to east port.

- What the hell?

- Incoming! - Evasive!

[dramatic music] [lasers zapping]

Fire, fire counter measures.

Fire!

- He's trying to force us down.

- That's what we're gonna do.

Pitch 90 degrees.

- Are you crazy? - Go!

Go open the sheltering doors, we're coming in hard.

- Yeah well, I didn't expect you to have walked in.

All set.

- They made it.

- Yeah we made it but our stomachs didn't.

- Looks like they have a plan B.

The big guns. - Shuttle,

you've got company.

Engaging.

- [Travis] Maintain course and speed.

We'll take evasive.

[lasers pinging]

Keep it steady going.

We're on board.

Fire counter measures and get her up to speed.

What's the status Rudolpho?

- Not great.

We'll never outrun them.

- Then we better get that antimatter drive working.

We're on our way to the module chamber.

- This way doctor! - Er, what are you thinking

of doing? - Not exactly sure yet.

Travis out.

- Yes, I can do this. - Well, whatever it is

you've got to do it quick.

- Where's the generator?

- Over there.

- Here, but where does it go.

- Well, normally into a spherical interface

but any connection with a module system will do in a crunch.

- Marcus? - I've got it.

[ship rumbling]

- Well, I guess they figured out we're within firing range.

And there almost clamping onto us.

- Well, keep firing.

Buy as much time as you can.

- You heard the man, Percy.

Go crazy.

- This way, doctor.

[pensive music]

[exploding]

- What's the problem?

- I'm losing it.

I've lost it.

- Well, we need to get it back.

- Come on, try again.

- Umbilical connecting 20.

10, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three--

- Engage. - One.

- [Narrator] On the next Starhunter.

- Why is everything blue?

- What the hell!

- Wowser.

Computer, what am I looking at?

- [Computer] The ship is losing molecular integrity.

- Why aren't we on the ship?

- Because we're here.

And we can also be,

here.

[Marcus gasps]

- Did I alarm you? - I said fight back!

Fight back, dammit.

Again.

- Are you sure this'll work?

We'll all end up one big dysfunctional family again.

- One

[upbeat music]