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LUCY: Previously
on Killjoys...

- Aneela?
- Mother.

I need you to give Lucy
the coordinates to the pulsar.

JOHN: The pulsar's not gone.
It's hidden.

By a fake black hole.

Once I introduce this
compound into the plasma,

it will kill everyone
linked with the Green,

and this will all be over.

Look what she's dripping.

The Lady has a Greenpool.

- What are you doing here?
- What's that for?

- I think I should go.
- No, no, no, you stay.

This is part
of your training, too.

Self-defense is one thing,
but that was something else.

The Lady wants him,

and he is the key
to stopping her.

He is special, and I can
train him to be a weapon.

- What am I?
- You're my son.

Pack your bags.

We're gonna hit the road.

LUCY: Approaching Telen.
Welcome home, Johnny.

So, very important question,

dark boots or the slightly
darker boots?

This is an extraction, Johnny,
not popping down to Telen

for a home-cooked meal
and fresh laundry.

Yes, but our slingshot around Kupri
got us here way ahead of the Hullen,

and I always have time for
looking sexy.

So? Huh?

Steel-toe ones, then.

Best for kicking
your brother's ass.

You sure you don't want
to be the one to do it?

It's gonna be weird enough for
D'av when you show up.

LUCY: John, I'm sending
you a sat map.

Shit.

What is it, D'av or Hullen?

Worse, a silica storm.

What, are you afraid
of a little bad weather?

More like Telen's answer to black rain
, but with the world's shittiest sand.

It'll strip the flesh
from your bones in minutes.

Get above the atmo
as soon as I'm gone.

Scanners and come
are already fritzed.

I'm gonna be flying blind.

Look, if you need an evac
once you find D'av,

the safest place is
the eye of the storm.

- Lucy will find you.
LUCY: I always do.

Appreciate it, ladies.

Plus side, I know exactly
where to find D'av now.

Our family's got one "break glass
in case of emergency" place.

Just better be breaking it fast.

They got about 20 minutes
before it hits.

Can we go back to Utopia now?

Still no.

There's sand in my boots.

It's silica dust.

There's silica in my boots.

Are we ever gonna see Dutch
and Uncle Johnny again?

Did I do something wrong?

- No.
- Then why are we here?

It's about keeping you safe.

Is safe always this boring?

This is Kipsey County, bud.

Most kids would kill
to come here,

campfires, silica sliders,
pit diving.

So, boring.

We had to stop aging you
at teenager.

It's just for one night.

Your grandmother left something
that I need to pick up

so I can take you somewhere
safe and not boring.

Grandma.
Will I get to meet her?

Grandma's not with us anymore.
Family's all gone now.

Get down!

Who is it?

Hullen?

More assassins?

Worse...

It's your grandfather.

Welcome home!

Welcome.

How the hells long
has it been, huh?

"Welcome"? You opened
fire on us.

You live to my age
and see if you don't

occasionally mistake a
person for a sand bear, huh?

And they let you keep your guns.

What is this place?

The Jaqobis family cabin.

- Can I look around?
- Yeah, go nuts.

Yeah, helped build it
with my father.

Now, I know what
you're thinking, young fella.

"Cabin?

"Looks like a bunker."

You see, due to the tidal
effect of the planet's rings...

Dad.

And, what, with the harsh
winters and massive storms...

Dad, spare the spiel. He
doesn't even know what a cabin is.

Who is this young fella to you, D'avin?

I'm his son.

Help me with the air filter.

So a little shore-leave
action came back to haunt you?

Mama hunt you down
and dump him on your doorstep?

And you were planning
on telling me when?

I wasn't planning
on telling you anything.

I know we've had our issues,
but I'm a changed man.

Two thaws ago,

I woke up drunk as a lord.

You were there.

But you weren't you.
You were this...

This, I don't know, some kind
of silver-haired scientist

experimenting on me.

That's weird.

Ended up in a cave
at Lake Rounder.

Haven't touched a drop since.

Well, we won't get in your way.

Jaq and me are just here
for a few things,

and then we're gone.

You've been off world
a long time, son.

The only place to go in
this weather is a grave.

- Silica storm's on its way.
- Shit.

Guess we'll just have
to ride this one out together.

Yay.

DUTCH: The storm will be
with you in minutes, Johnny.

Such a good hair day, too.

And that's not your only
storm front.

Two Hullen ships
just breached Telen's atmo.

Hoping the storm will rip
their asses once they land.

Hullen and supercharged
silica, no place like home.

LUCY: Holo-call from Zeph
on the Armada.

Patch her through, Luce.

What is it, Zeph?

I found an unfrozen Green pool.

Well, Pree did on Turin's
mission, but still.

The Hullen just gift-wrapped
us a way back into greenspace.

That's not our way in, Zeph.

It's her way out.

The Lady's building
an escape hatch.

Okay, definitely more a
glass-half-empty situation,

but door to Aneela, so,
little yay?

So is this your peace offering
for running off with Pip?

Depends. Did it work?

Depends. Did you get the
spiderbot out of his brain?

I deactivated it.

He's not a danger anymore
to anyone but himself.

So glass-half-full situation?

Yeah, totally.

- You never heard that story?
- Dad?

D'Avvy, you didn't tell your own son
about the night you joined the army?

It's "D'avin,"
and I need to talk to you.

Yeah, yeah.

D'Avvy comes home one night.
He's about 16.

How old are you, Jaq?

- Six days.
- Thirteen.

It's complicated.

Well, anyways, your father?

He had some behavior issues
that got him into trouble.

I'm the one with
behavioral issues. Really?

So I was sheriff at the time,

and I knew what kind of life
he was looking at

if he didn't straighten
himself out.

He asked my advice,
talked it out, man-to-man.

Enlisted in the army that night.

Last time I saw him.

So you weren't mad
that he left home?

Mad?

He enlisted a punk,
came back a man.

Hey, Dad, can I get your
advice up here for a second?

Sure.

Where are they?

Huh?

John's card collection.
I knew that he hid them up here.

Those things? You never
gave a damn about wompball.

No, but I did care about the
50, 000 Joy that Mom hid in it

for us, for emergencies.

Yeah, that.

Well, things were a little
tight, you know?

A fixed income, a drinking problem.

You know...

That wasn't your money.

Listen, D'av,
what the hell's going on?

You go AWOL? 'Cause that
is not how I raised you.

You didn't raise me!
Mom did.

Okay, look, I know
we had our problems...

No, we had
one problem. You.

D'av!

Oh, shit.

Storm's picking up.

Water pump. Great.

Of course, I would leave
my tools out in the tunnel.

Storm got you spooked?

Nah-uh.

Well, my mistake, then.

Did you really let my dad
go to the army all by himself?

Boys have to learn
to look after themselves

so they're not
afraid of everything.

I'm not scared.

There's at least 17 things in this
room that I can use as a weapon.

I don't need a weapon.

But...

There is a tool
that I left in the tunnel.

Think you can get it for me?

Lucy, patch Zeph
on to the holo-disc.

So, I was gonna wait
until I got back to the Quad,

but if the Lady's booking
her escape trip,

you need to tell Turin
what Khlyen left us.

Evidence of serious
nasal congestion?

Okay, let's see what
this puppy's made of.

Receiving on my end, and...

Biological structure,
multiple components,

definite evidence
of bioengineering,

but the base is
some kind of spore.

Khlyen sent you to the edge
of a star cluster for a spore?

- A weapon.
- And it's decaying.

What? How?

Since it's been moved,
it started to decay.

- Well, can you stop it from decaying?
- At this degeneration rate?

How fast can you get
back to the Quad?

It depends on D'av.

Why are you chasing after
D'av, anyways?

- Because he left.
- What happened?

Because I feel like something happened,
but you're not saying anything,

which is usually
a sign that something...

Zeph, do you really want to be
talking about boys right now?

Oh, Gods, no. Nope. I would
rather drink my own sick.

Then let's just science, okay?

So how do we stop the spore from
dying before I can even use it?

Well, spores
are simple organisms.

Taking it apart on your end should
allow me to re-create it here.

Take it apart how?

A centrifuge, obviously.

Right, yeah, obviously.

Do I have one of those?

Mmm...

There.

Centrifugal force is how we'll separate
the components from the spore base,

like how a salad spinner
pulls water away from salad.

How you toss your salad
is between you and Pip.

Okay, we need to work
on your dirty joke game.

That would have killed
with Johnny.

Great, your dad's a badass,
and you get scared by laundry.

There you are.

Hey, hey, it's okay.
It's me.

Shh...

JAQ: Hullen?

Go, go, go.

Made it.

- Johnny?
- Johnny?

Hey, Pops, how are things?
Good? Peachy.

- D'av, we got to go now.
- What the hells is going on?

- Where's Dutch?
- Avoiding you.

Also finding us an exit. We got
a squad of Black Root incoming.

What the hell is a Black Root?

What kind of shit have you
boys tracked onto my rug?

What are you gonna do?
Ground us?

- Nice.
- Oh.

- Shit.
- I thought I lost them.

Dad, take him to the
back of the cabin.

Barricade yourselves in,
wait for our signal.

Don't tell me what to do
in my goddamn home!

Do it.

Jaq, everything's gonna be okay.
Just wait for us.

So, best family reunion ever?

They cut the power.

Yeah, that's just
the first move.

We got to fortify before
they breach.

- I got trip charges in my pack.
- No, no, no.

No power, no filter.

This place will be filled up
with silica in an hour,

so they won't have to come in.

They'll just wait
and smoke us out.

We can't get
this thing back online.

What are the chances that Dad
maintained the sand suits?

Sand suits? What do you
need sand suits for?

Why aren't you with Jaq?

I can walk
around in my own cabin!

Mom's cabin.
I asked you to do one thing.

- One!
- He's 13, he's fine.

Would someone please tell me
what the hells is going on?

It's complicated.

I was a goddamn sheriff
for 35 years, try me.

Okay.

Jaq is the product
of merging the DNA of D'av

and a 275-year-old woman

who disappeared
in a trans-dimensional space,

and now we're being hunted
by her undying enemy.

Fine, don't tell me!

Eldest son is AWOL
from the army,

youngest is doing who knows
what shit with his life.

Actually, Dad,
I'm a Killjoy now.

Level Five.

Oh, no, you don't.

A bounty hunter?

Bullshit.

Can I help?

Sorry, bud.
Way too explode-y.

They're trying to get in.

Hey, it's okay to be scared.

I'm not scared.

Were you scared
when you went into the army?

Yeah.

But Grandpa
said you wanted to go.

Grandpa likes to tell stories, but
he doesn't always get it right.

You know, your Grandpa and I
didn't just not get along.

He was mean.

And when he drank, he would
take it out on Johnny.

But Uncle Johnny's the best.

Yeah, but Johnny had a way

of getting under the old
man's skin, which meant

he'd take a beating.

So, more often than not,

I would take it for him.

One night,

I had enough

and I fought back hard.

Next thing I knew,

I was in the army.

But you came back a man.

That's not how you become a man.

But Grandpa said when
he sent me into the tunnels...

He did what?

So, Killjoy,
huh?

Guess you got a real job
there now, huh?

Thanks.

I guess you finally learned
how to read worth a damn.

And there it is.

Did you send Jaq
into the tunnels?

So what if I did?

You could have got him killed.

Please. He was jumping
at his own shadow.

- He can't grow up in a bubble.
- He's not in a bubble.

I'm in a sand suit.

Okay, bad timing.

I did the same for him as I did for
you, as the old man did for me.

Look what happens when
you don't toughen them up.

Hey, you have no idea what I do.

Oh, please, you fly around
drinking and getting into trouble.

No!

Sometimes.

It's not like I had
a great example.

You got something
to say to me, JJ?

Sound off like you got a pair.

So, after all these years, I
still got a smart-mouth, slacker,

and now a bastard
bed wetter to deal with.

- Say that again about my son.
- I can still smack you, boy.

- Hey! Both of you!
- Go ahead!

Jaq.

- You okay?
- I'm okay.

Okay.

Trip wire caught something.

Come on.

He's Black Root.

We got to restrain him
before he recovers.

All right, I got him.
I got him here.

That bastard is dead, son.

Nah, Hullen are very resilient.

Damn.

Storm tunnels are clear.

His friends
must have fallen back.

Well, they're coming in,
that's for sure.

We have to take
the fight to them.

No, no, we stick to the
plan with the suits.

We head to the eye
of the storm and Dutch.

- No, Dad's right.
- Excuse me?

- What?
- Even if we go topside,

they're gonna come after us.

Hullen don't need
suits like we do.

Dad and I will hold them down.
You get Jaq off planet.

I need you to stay
with your uncle.

No! Dad, you can't go. You
said you wouldn't leave me.

I said I wouldn't let
anything happen to you.

And I won't, okay?

Whatever happens, I'm
gonna come back for you.

You ready?

Yeah.

Johnny, the storm's messing
with Lucy's readings,

but I'm detecting between four to seven
new bio signals in the tunnel with you.

Johnny?

LUCY: The charged particles
in the atmosphere

are disrupting my ability
to connect with Johnny.

Okay, keep trying.

ZEPH: This is the shit, right?

Theories, hypotheses,
answers right and wrong.

This is where the magic happens.

We need to get you
drinking more.

Ooh. While we wait, want to
play "Guess My Hypothesis"?

- Is it a drinking game?
- No.

But also, do you need help?

The game is, I make a
hypothesis, then you do.

You play your way,
I'll play mine.

Okay. Spores are how plants,
algae, and fungi reproduce.

The Hullen parasite relies
on a host organism

in a symbiotic relationship.

Well, nothing disrupts a symbiotic
relationship like reproducing.

Okay, so, again, I feel like
this is not about the science.

- Son of a whiskey dick.
- What?

The centrifuge isn't
separating the spore.

Whatever this compound is,
it repairs its bonds

faster than centrifugal force
can pull them apart.

So we spin faster.
U p the G-force.

At the rate this thing heals,

you'd have to hurl yourself
against the sun's gravity.

I mean, that's not just...

What?

Any sun?

It's gonna be okay, champ.

No, it's not.

Dad and Grandpa
are going to get hurt.

I can see it.

- What?
- I can

remember things
before they happen.

Well, that's unique.

What do you remember right now?

You and Dad and Grandpa,

you're all close together.

It's dark, and I'm in trouble.

But no one's coming to save me.

Well, no offense, champ, but
that's how I know you're wrong,

because, one,

there's no way your father
wouldn't save you.

And, two,

Jaqobis haven't
been close, ever.

Is that why you let Grandpa
send my dad to the army?

No, that's not how
that happened.

Whatever happens, stay hidden.
Go, go, go!

Stop.

Identify yourself.

I said identify yourself!

Put the gun down.

Nah-uh. You first.

You know, last I checked,
Hullen don't need gas masks.

No, but sheriffs do.

Charlie?

Charlie Volford?

Johnny godsdamn Jaqobis.

How the hell are you?

Okay, on my go.

Head shots only!

What the hells?

Dad!

I told you, head shots only!
Stay behind me!

I've been a lawman for 35 years!
I get behind nobody.

- Come on, you sons of bitches!
- No! Dad!

- Come on!
- Dad! Dad!

Shit!

D'av? D'av? D'av!

- D'Avvy!
- He hates that, you know.

Oh, I know.

Do belly buttons ever get mad that
mouths put them out of business?

- Is he okay?
- Yeah, he's gonna be fine.

He just got hit with
a little Hullen neurobanger.

Temporarily turns your
synapses to spaghetti.

- Dad.
- I know.

Just close your eyes.
It'll stop the spinning.

Can you get your dad
a glass of water?

Hey, we got you,
but the Hullen have Dad.

No sign of anyone in the tunnels.
I'll keep trying my station,

but we'll need to secure
this place until then.

Charlie Volford?

My dad still busting your ass
for breaking curfew

and molesting my brother?

No. Now I do the busting.

The Jaqobis brothers back on Telen.
God help us all.

We're also available for
bachelorettes and birthdays.

- Ever the smartass.
- Well, stick with your brand.

Where's that gate-crashing
Hullen we dragged in here?

He and I have to talk.

I tried. He's not chatty.

Stay put, champ.

I don't want you watching this.

Good, you're awake.

HULLEN: They won't bargain
for me and you can't kill me.

What does the Lady
want with Jaq?

Jaq?

You shouldn't name
things you can't keep.

D'AVIN: Well, then I hope
you didn't name your balls.

Come in, Dutch.

Lucy?

Damn it.

A storm like this, could be
hours till the come are online.

Childhood sweetheart, stuck
in a storm, not enough guns?

It's almost romantic.

Ah...

Except for the part where he
hits on a married woman. Sorry.

No. That asshole's
long gone.

I just keep the ring
to scare off creeps.

It doesn't always work.

Got kids, though.

I know you heal,

but the fun of 40, 000 volts

is how different it feels
each layer you go.

Skin, nerves,

muscle, bone.

It's gonna sting like a bitch.

We know you, Killjoy.
You're not a sadist.

Emmy and I'ris.

Just started the third grade.

They're with their
grandparents right now.

What happened to the girl
who made me pinky-swear

we'd spend the rest
of our lives boosting ships?

Searching the galaxy
for Velubian princesses.

That's a hard way
to make a living.

Got to grow up sometime.

Yes, totally.

And what about you?

Did you find any princesses?

I'm kind of married to the job.

Really?

I always figured you'd be
the first to settle down.

Well, there was someone once,

but it didn't work out.

All I know is that the heir
is to be taken to the Quad.

Don't call him that.

Look, you have no idea
what you have!

It's not a child!

He is the beginning
of everything.

And the end of you.

Once the...

Damn it.

Kill chip.

Now that we're alone...

HULLEN: We have your father,
Mr. Jacobiss.

MARRIS: It's "Jaqobis," moron.
We don't really care.

But we would like
to propose a trade,

your father for the First Born.

ZEPH: Lucy, where was I?
LUCY: Number 62. Right.

Reason 62 that flying around the sun
to create a giant centrifuge is nuts,

a solar flare fries Lucy's
nav system.

Lucy, have you reestablished
come with Johnny yet?

LUCY: Negative. The silica is
still disrupting all transmissions.

Reason 63,

exposure to excessive G-force
starves your brain of oxygen.

You pass out, Lucy crashes,
I get super motion sickness.

You're a hologram, try again.

You said the only way to learn

what this spore is made of
is to get enough G's.

I also once argued that Leithian
moose were cuter than Qreshi sloths.

I say crazy things!

Well, we all say
and do crazy things,

which is why
I'm stuck above Telen

and the spore
isn't in your lab right now.

What does that have to do
with anything?

Look, I get
that it's super sexy,

but you take way too many
risks, Dutch.

And you're too
bloody overprotective.

Lucy, mute Zeph.

- Switch all controls to manual.
LUCY: Why?

Because I need
to do naughty things

which your auto-protocols
are not going to like.

LUCY: Switching
to full manual.

Please be advised, I cannot
assist with ship functions

or resume control without
authenticated verbal commands.

You're not getting cold feet,
are you, girl?

LUCY: I have no feet.

Perfect.

Let's show this star
how to toss a salad.

They want to trade Dad for Jaq.

Which we're not gonna do.

Then how
are we gonna save Grandpa?

They've had him for an hour.

How are they not begging us
to take him back?

As soon as I can raise my
officers, I can back you up.

No, no. No time.

We got to get Jaq to safety.
Save Dad.

Do we need to save Dad?

Totally. No,
I wasn't really...

Yeah, always save Dad.

- I can help save Grandpa.
- Buddy, no.

I can do things! I can help!

- It's way too dangerous.
- But, Dad, I...

Jaq, no!

Hey, Jaq...

D'av.

If we can get
to the eye of the storm,

I can guide Dutch in safely.
We can get Jaq on board,

and then we can figure out
our next moves.

I got my slider parked topside.

I can run Jaq to your ship,

circle back for the two of you
once you got your dad safe.

It's gonna be okay.

It's our best option.

LUCY: Dutch, I'm detecting an increase
of blood to your lower extremities.

Maybe I'm just happy to see you.

LUCY: If you continue on this
course, G-lock is imminent.

I advise releasing manual control
before loss of consciousness occurs.

Does Zeph have it yet?

LUCY: Analysis
almost complete.

That's a no, then.

LUCY: Spore
components identified.

Components identified.

Okay! I can't believe it! I can't
believe it. Okay, we did it!

Dutch, pull out! We got it!

Dutch!

LUCY: Dutch is unresponsive.

LUCY: Orbital decay imminent.

Awaiting verbal command
to resume auto-control.

Break it down, Zephyr.

You're a hologram several
systems away,

and no one can hear you, so...

Nothing.

I can do nothing.

Nothing for Pip.

Nothing for Dutch.

Okay.

So is Dutch still mad?

What do you think?

Great.

- What do I say when I see her?
- "Boy, you look pretty.

"Also, I super-messed up,
and I want to make it right,

"so here are three to five
very expensive gifts."

Thanks.

You know, you should've been
the one with the relationship

and the kid, you know?

You'll figure it out.
You're fine with kids.

- You took care of me.
- Yeah, until I left.

And why did you leave?

You know me, behavioral issues.

Dad and I had
a conversation and just...

No, no, no, I don't want his version.
I want yours.

All right. What do you
remember about that day?

It was final grades day, so I
was probably out in the woods

waiting for Dad to pass out
so I could come home.

Yeah. He was waiting for you
with his belt.

I told him to put it away,
leave you alone.

He wouldn't.

So I made him.

What did that feel like?

- Was it amazing?
- No.

Not when your asshole dad's
the asshole sheriff.

He gave me a choice.

Jail or the army.

So I picked.

I'm sorry I never told you
that at the time.

You're an asshole.

Johnny, I know things were
harder for you when I left...

No, you're an asshole because
you never told me the truth.

You never gave me a chance
to say this...

Thank you.

- Let's never come home again.
- Deal.

So, a trap?

Way too obvious.

You go down.
I'll watch your six.

Okay, I'll play along.

Johnny!

Jaq? What are you guys
doing down here?

Get Jaq topside.

Running late for your
own father's funeral.

CHARLIE: I'm sorry, but put
the weapon down, Johnny.

So that's the trap.

Goddamn Telen.

I'm a projection, a useless, silent
beam of light that can't do...

Beam of light.
Oh!

Beam of light! Okay!

Come on, come on, come on.

I will not lose both of you.

Burn for mama.

You weren't supposed
to be here, Johnny.

This is why we don't hunker
down with exes, Johnny.

You don't have to kill them.

- You got the kid.
- No survivors.

Well, how am I supposed
to explain the murder

of a retired sheriff
and two Killjoys?

You could always join them.

At least make
it look like an accident.

We'll seal the door.

Won't be long
until they run out of air

and they're just another storm
casualty to add to your ledger.

You don't have
to do this, Charlie.

You'll put the Joy
in my account now.

Charlie, come on.

I'm sorry, Johnny.

Yeah, I've got a "sorry"
for you right here, dickface.

I'm giving her the finger.
Can she see it?

Probably not.

Look, Charlie, you have kids.

And they both
need food, clothing,

all of that on a public
servant's salary.

Money for intel, that's
all this was supposed to be.

It's not too late.
We can still help you.

Some of us don't get to
fly away on a boosted ship

looking for Velubian princesses.

Did I get them?

No, Dad, you didn't.

Where am I?

Oh, shit. What did you
boys do now?

I'll signal once
the ship is ready.

Stay here with the First Born.

I was expecting something more

impressive.

I hope she's right about him.

Want to know
how you're gonna die?

Lucy, disengage manual controls.

LUCY: Emergency
auto-reroute initialized.

Yes, yes, yes, yes!

I am the worst dad.

I am the flaming garbage
heap of dads.

Trust me, no matter what you do,

no matter how hard you try,
it's never enough.

Hey, Dad.

- What, Johnny?
- Shut up.

Why do I smell burning?

Dad's mini-laze.

What'd I say about
borrowing my tools?

Thanks for the loan.

Now all we have to do
is get this door open,

and we can save...

- Jaq.
- I did it. I got out.

They tied me up, but I did what
Auntie Dutch taught me and got out.

And I hit a Hullen
guard in the head!

Are you crazy? You could
have been hurt or killed.

But I'm okay!
And I did it on my own.

And look what I found.

Guns.

My boy brought guns.

Can he have one?

Fine.

But stay with your uncle, okay?

And make sure
you leave it on "stun ."

Trust me, Jaq, you never
forget your first firefight.

He's gonna be fine.

- Just like you.
- So I'm fine now.

Look at you,

big-time Killjoy, huh?

I guess I did
something right, huh?

Yeah, I guess so.

Yeah, well,

I did the best I could.

No, you didn't.

But I will.

You could have been killed.
You should have been killed.

But you saved me

so we can re-create the
spore, so I call that a win.

You gagged me and forced me
to almost watch you die.

- So what do you call that?
- Teamwork.

Anyway, I say it calls
for a drink.

Still a hologram.

Maybe you could warm it up for me.
I kind of fancy a hot toddy.

Too soon?

I get that risking everything
for everyone is what you do,

but literally shutting out
the people that care about you

when all they're trying to do
is save your life

is not so badass.

- Is this about Pip?
- No!

Maybe.

Look, I just...

I don't want my friends to die.

Okay?

I'm greedy like that.

How bad is he?

If I cut out the spider,
I kill him.

And if I leave it in,
the spider kills him.

Then, you do what you do best.

Face the truth.

We'll kick its ass with science.

Okay, but, Dutch,

no matter what dark shit
you've been through,

you can let in some light without
setting everything on fire.

This is Volford.

Where the hells is the money
transfer, you Hullen bastards?

JOHN: Late for curfew again?

Tell me you sold out my family
for more than just money, Charlie.

I told you.

- I have kids.
- My brother has a kid!

We could go, right now.

What?

You know,
like we always said we would.

Grab a ship, any ship,
head out past the stars.

Just you and me.

What about your kids?

They have grandparents.

Besides,

what do you
have holding you back?

A heart, like you used to.

Yeah?

How's that working out for you?

So, how was homecoming?

When we get back to
Westerly, I'll tell you.

Guess what move I used
to get out of the cuffs.

- Spider twist?
- Spider twist.

Hey, mini-D'av.

You want to see the only cool
thing about being on this rock?

I used to lie on the dunes

and wonder what it would be
like to escape to the stars.

See that one?

That's Quispan.

And over there past
that mountain

is the Unagin Belt.

Why are the Hullen hunting me?

We know the Lady wants you.
We just don't know why.

But we're gonna keep
fighting her until she stops.

But you can't fight her if Dad's
always trying to protect me.

Before she left,

Delle Seyah gave me this

in case I need to find her.

I think I could be safe there

with her.

Do you think my dad
will understand?

I think knowing you're safe
is all he ever wanted.

It's the same bunker,

same shitty furniture.

I forgot how easy it is

to fall back into the same

toxic patterns.

Is that why you left?

'Cause you didn't think
I could break out of mine?

- Dutch...
- You had every right to be angry,

to protect your son, all of it.

But...

You left because

you didn't believe
I could do better.

And it hurts.

I need to know
if you're giving up on us.

No.

Good.

'Cause neither am I.

You know, this is probably the most
adult conversation I have ever had.

Same.

What the hells?

Ow! My back! D'avin, D'avin
, get it off, get it off!

What's happening?

It burns!