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Terra-class satellite,
southern latitudes:::

reveal hilly terrain,

carpeted by dry grasses
and brushland:

[ Wilma On Radio ]
Searcher to Survey:
Can you give us a status report, please?

Strictly routine, Wilma:

We're finishing up now:
Desert terrain, sparse:

The weather's perfect:

We're heading back
for the shuttle now:

I spoke too soon!
High-velocity wind
just hit us!

Hawk, we gotta find some
shelter for the night:
I agree:

Wilma, we're gonna try
to find some shelter,
probably for the night:

We'll be refueling
at Lambda Colony
in three days' time,

and then going on to survey
the rest of Crucis:
Aye, sir:

Buck is reporting adverse
weather conditions, sir:

They expect to be planet-bound
till morning:

- Tell Buck to use his own judgment:
- Mm-hmm:

Okay, Buck:
Hope you can find someplace
warm and comfy down there:

We'll give it a try!
Survey team out!

[ Bell Tolling ]

Buck!
Tolling of a bell!

[ Tolling Continues ]
You know, this place is supposed
to be strictly uninhabited:

Let's check it out:
Maybe somebody
does live here:

We can get some shelter
from this wind:
Come on:

[ Tolling Continues ]

[ Bell Ringing ]

[ Ringing Continues ]

[ Ringing Continues ]

It reads: ''Janovus XXVI:''

[ Ringing Continues ]

[ Continues Ringing ]

[ Ringing Continues ]

[ Wind Howling ]

[ Howling, Ringing Continue ]

He is dead,
the ancient one?

No, there's a trace
of breath:

Ah:

You have arrived just in time,
Captain Rogers:

[ Groans ]

We will talk later:

He has been expecting you:

[ Man Narrating ]
In the year 1 987,

NASA launched the last
of America's deep space probes:

Aboard this compact starship,

a lone astronaut,
Captain William "Buck'"Rogers,

was to experience cosmic forces
beyond all comprehension:

In a freak mishap,
his life-support systems were frozen:::

by temperatures beyond imagination:

Ranger 3 was blown out
of its planned trajectory:::

into an orbit 1,000 times more vast,

an orbit which was to return
Buck Rogers to Earth:::

500 years later:

Here: Take it:

[ Buck ] What?
You must bring this
to my successor:

You are chosen:

What are you talking about?

Only someone like yourself--

of past and present time--

can serve as bearer
of the symbol:

Of past
and present time?
Yes:

You have been tested
in the past:

You will be tested again:

You certainly know
a lot about me:

I have been waiting
500 Earth years:::

for your arrival:

500 years?
The blinking
of an eye:::

in cosmic time:

You were chosen long ago
to carry the symbol:

The symbol?
I don't understand--
Don't!

Carry it with reverence,
unopened:

It has terrible power:
Keep it just so:::

until you place it
in the hand of the successor:

But I don't know anything
about any successor or where
you want this brought:

[ Sighs ]

The cycle ofJanovus XXVI:::

is nearing its end, my son,
and I am dying:

You must honor
my request:

Old man,
I'm sorry, but I--
But you have no choice:

You are the chosen one:::

to be the messenger:

[ Sighs, Groans ]

All right, all right:
I'll-I'll take it:

[ Sighs ]
I am content:

It is done:

- He's gone:
- Those candles going out--

Flickering one moment,

gone the next:

Listen:

Even the wind's died:

Buck:::

do you think that storm
could have been created
just to bring us here?

I'm not sure of anything:

I don't know
what to think
of this mission or:::

anything:

I guess we have to attend
to first things first:

The grave outside?
Mm-hmm:

He worked
long and hard:::

making it ready:::

for himself:

[ Bell Ringing ]

[ Ringing Continues ]

[ Hawk ]
May he rest for eternity:

Amen to that:
Buck,you think
it wise:::

we bring that object
and the scrolls aboard Searcher?

I don't think
we have any choice, Hawk:

I gave my word
I'd deliver it:::

wherever it goes:

[ Children Chattering ]

[ Chattering Continues ]

[ Car Engine Starts ]
[ Chattering Continues ]

Buck:

Buck! Sorry to wake you:
Lunch is ready:

Mom?

Afternoon, Captain Rogers:
Enjoying your leave?

Yeah, I sure am:

[ Children Continue Chattering ]
[ Dog Barking ]

Hope you enjoyed your nap:
I hated to disturb you:

There:
Isn't that pretty?

What is it, dear?

Mom, how long
have I been home?

Well, two weeks, of course:
Your furlough's up tomorrow:

What's wrong, Buck?
Do I look all right to you?

In what way?

I mean, of course, you're tired:
And we've all said that you should
take it easier, but--

No, no, not like that:

I mean, different, you know?

It's hard to explain:
Um--

I had this dream,
I guess,

that I was in the 25th century
flying spacecraft:::

and meeting interesting people:

Buck, you were
always a dreamer:

Now eat your lunch:
I'll get the coffee:

You know,
it's really strange, Mom,
having a dream like that:

Everything's so real, you know:

What seems to last months,
only takes a few minutes:

Maybe it's because, um--

Because you're worried
about the mission:
No, no:

Every detail of that mission
has been computed to the last
decimal point:

There's not a chance
of a malfunction:

I know that's what
all the engineers say,

but that same rocket system
exploded the first time
they tested it:

A man was killed:

Yes, and the fuel problem
that caused that has long since
been corrected:

Mom, I am lucky
to be on this mission:
I was chosen over 1 2 other guys:

Look: You know, I've worked
my tail off to get this chance:

My one, big ambition has been
to pilot a deep space probe:

Besides, this will put me
at the top of the heap at NASA:

Is that such
a worthwhile ambition,
to be top of the heap?

Well, the view's a lot nicer
from up there:

You know, pride is one
of the seven deadly sins:

Now look:
I don't want you to worry:

You understand, huh?
There's nothing
to worry about: I promise:

All right, Buck: You know
I-I'm very proud of you:

Only sometimes
I get frightened:

Well, there's nothing
to be frightened of:
I tell you what I'll do:

I'll take one of your flowers here,
take that along for good luck:
All right?

Now, I'll be back
before it wilts:

Mission Control, Ranger 3:
Orbit achieved:

Everything's as smooth
as a baby's bottom:

[ Control ]
You're looking good, Buck:
Telemetry good:

Fuel consumption,
timeline's right on:

I'm gonna try the automated
maneuver series:

I know it's an option, Buck,
but maybe another time:

Let the brass study
automated maneuver,

lay it out on the boards a time or two
before your hide's on the line:

Look, if we do it today,
right now, we'll be
six months ahead:

Then we're sooner
into the program:

Why don't you see if you can
clear it, Charlie?
Hold on a sec:

Okay, Buck:
All thrust systems are go:

But remember,
you're to go for no more
than a three-minute burn:

Three minutes:
Good luck:

Thank you, Charlie:

- [ Engines Revving ]
- Engaging thrusts::: now:

[ Engines Continue ]
Okay, come on, baby:
Let's see you do your thing:

G-forces seven
and still accelerating:

Hang on a sec:
I'm picking up
some vibration:

Looks like it's
from number three engine:

It's getting stronger:
Cut three, Buck! Cut it!

I think it's exhaust turbulence
from one and two:

[ Grunts ]
I can't hold her!

Starting to roll!
Trying to stabilize!

Buck, you're off course!
We're losing you on the scopes!

[ Panting ]
Life-support systems
are affected:

Cockpit heating failure:

I'm icing up:

Controls are freezing:

Cabin temperature's
still falling:

[ Charlie ]
Mission Control
calling Captain Rogers:

Come in, Buck:
Come in, Buck:!

Buck:! Buck:!

Buck!

[ Hawk ]
Buck: Buck:!

[ Breathing Deeply ]
What happened?

You were shouting
something about
controls freezing:

It-- It woke me:

Then you went limp
like a dead man:

Your eyes open,

but seeing something
infinitely far away:

I was far away:

I was back
in my own century, Hawk:

Dreaming I was home:

Reliving everything:::

up to the last moment:::

my mission went haywire:

Except I wasn't dreaming:

I did relive it:

I was there:

Everybody's safely aboard:
Reset course for Lambda Colony:

Aye, Admiral:
Course computed:

1 40 degrees cubic,
sixth galaxial plane:
Good:

Well, here it is:

So, this is
the mysterious box?

Special delivery parcel:
Though where it goes,
and to whom, I have no idea:

[ Clicks Switch ]
Crichton, report
to the bridge at once:

Buck, this just looks
like a beautiful artifact:::

made of some sort
of phosphorescent material:

What kind of danger
do you think it might pose?

I'm not exactly sure yet:
The old one spoke
of its terrible power,

and, last night, Buck had
that strange experience:

Oh, yes, the dream you reported,
returning to the 20th century,
meeting your mother again:

Buck, maybe you were
just thinking of your home
and your loved ones:::

before you fell asleep:
No, no: No, Wilma, I was back
there with my mother:

We were talking:
She was just as alive
as you are all here:

What I relived
last night was real:
I just can't explain it:

Admiral,
I must register my protest
at this interruption:

Your summons intruded
just as I was:::

digesting
an abstruse manuscript:::

for Dr: Goodfellow:
Spare me the details of your
digestion and get to work:

We need a breakdown
on this box:

Such a childishly simple task:::

hardlyjustifies--
Right now, Crichton:

Oh, very well:

Composition is an unusual
variety of jade:

Very unusual: Atomic structure
seems to be photon-sensitive,
which, no doubt,

explains its variable
luminosity:
What's inside the box?

No data retrieved by my receptors:
Direct examination of contents
will be required:

No, no, no, no, let's, uh--
let's not fool around
with opening it, Crichton:

I was told to deliver this,
just the way it is,
to its rightful owner,

whoever that's supposed to be:
''Rightful owner''?
I can help you there:

- Perhaps it's one of the Guardians, Buck:
- The Guardians?

Yes: I've done a preliminary
examination of these manuscripts
that you brought back:

They're extraordinary:
They're fascinating, and there's
a single theme recurring throughout:

The same theme that
I've observed in a great
many ancient cultures:

And what theme
is that, Doctor?

There are certain saintly
figures scattered
about the universe:

Now, let me
read you something:
"Ten unknown, humble,

''righteous souls whose duty
it is to preserve the forces
of world order:

''Each entrusted
with a symbol:::

that holds one of the cosmic
dimensions in place:''

- Including the fourth dimension?
- The fourth dimension:
Of course: Time too:

According
to these beliefs, my boy,

the Guardian ofTime
is supposed to serve:::

for a single eon,
and then be replaced:

And ifhis successor
isn't found,

order is confounded,
disasters occur,

human flaws and failings
magnified into chaos:::
and destruction:

That would account
for those periods
of Earth's history:::

when major catastrophe
struck, wouldn't it?
Yes, indeed: You're quite right:

And the final atomic holocaust
which nearly destroyed the Earth:

Admiral Asimov,
my screen's suddenly started
to show some crazy readouts:

What is it? What's wrong?
Navigational computer seems:::

to have us on a heading
of 3 59 degrees cubic:

Why, that course would take us
to the very edge of the galaxy!

Yes, sir: I really don't understand
what happened:
Switch over to manual:

- Get back on a heading
for Lambda Colony:
- Yes, sir: Going on to manual now:

And let's have that computer
thoroughly checked out:
Crichton, get on it:

Indications are computer
function is entirely normal,
Admiral:

Don't tell me normal:
It's put us 21 9 degrees off course!
Now check it out:

Oh, very well, Admiral:

Well, ladies and gentlemen,
balky computers or not,

we are well on our way
to Lambda Colony:

And here's to a long liberty
once we get there:

Especially for a certain,
uh, bridegroom-to-be:

[ Chuckling ]
Dierdre's ship arrives
two days before we do,

- and the wedding's all arranged:
- Good:

Oh, Captain Rogers and Hawk,
I hope you both are gonna
make the ceremony:

Well, I promised you
I'd dance at your wedding,
didn't I?

That is, if I can take care
of this hot potato before then:
Excuse me:

Any luck finding a clue
to its destination?
Not yet, Admiral:

Even the strongest sensors
in the laboratory:::

have not penetrated
its interior:

Well, I don't see
why we can't simply:::

look inside the blasted thing
and learn if anything's there:

Why, I certainly don't believe
these folktales about its danger
and so-called power:

[ Chuckling ]

[ Coughing, Gasping ]

[ Weakly ]
Admiral, Admiral--
[ Weakly ]
Food:

- Admiral--
- Food:

- Admiral--
- [ Gasping ]

[ Softly ]
My God!

What's happening here?

[ Crew Continues Moaning,
Gasping ]

[ Weakly ]
Can't you see, Admiral?

We're all starving to death:

What's the matter, Admiral?
Aren't you feeling well?

What?

No, no, I'm-I'm--
I'm fine:

Excuse me:
I've got to get back
to the bridge:

Hawk, uh, would you
watch this for me, please?

Hawk:! I hear:!
I hear you:!

Koori:

Hawk:
Koori:

My beloved:

I have missed you so:

Longed for you,
day and night:

Hawk: A moment
again with you, Hawk:
Even a moment:

We will never
be apart again:

The box: We will keep it
and stay together forever:

But that
is not possible:

You called and, somehow,
I was permitted
to come to you:

But we have two worlds now:
No:

I will go with you
into your world:

I will leave this life:::

to be with you:

No:

It is not
your appointed time:

And we are now
hurting each other:

Hurting?
Yes:

No:

We are together again:
And we must part again:

Suffering the same agony
over and over:

Good-bye, my love:

No! No!

Hawk, are you all right?

- Koori was here:
- Koori?

But how?
Koori?

[ Wilma ]
She was Hawk's wife:

It's all right, Hawk:
We'll take the box out of here:
Try to get some rest:

Colonel:

I've never seen Hawk
so emotionally upset:

I wonder what happened?
Something to do
with this thing, evidently:

I wish it had never been
brought on board this ship:

Anyway, you better report it
to the admiral, and I'll
take this to the lab:

Excuse me:
Who are you?

What are you doing here?

Oh, my God:

Doctor, did you see
a woman with a cane go by?

A woman with a cane?
No: What are you talking about?

There's no one else
in the corridor:
But--

What seems
to be the matter?

[ Stammers ]
Never mind:

Mm-hmm:

You feeling any better,
Admiral?
Oh, much better, thanks:

I seem to have had
a bad spell back there:

One of those quick
''daymare'' kind of visions:

Probably due to fatigue: That's all:
I didn't sleep too well last night:

I don't believe this:
Sir, there's still something wrong:

I mean, even on manual,
I keep getting these impossible
compass readings:

Are you back
to 3 59 heading?

That's right:
It seems like every time
I blink my eyes--

Something must have
gone haywire with this
equipment too, sir:

Spectroscopic star fixes
are all showing a uniform
two-thirds red shift:

Two-thirds red shift?
They can't all be receding
from us at that speed:

I've got a hunch, Admiral,
we better stick to this
3 59 degree heading:

What are you
talking about, Buck?

I don't intend to take
this ship out to the very
edges of the universe,

beyond any known galaxy,
just because of your hunch:

Now, we can't have gotten
that far off course:

Crichton, how many grids
are we away from Lambda Colony
at this point?

508,000 Admiral,

increasing geometrically
at a rate of 62 grids
per second, per second:

What?
Figure it again:

That would mean
taking decades to get there:
Indeed, it would, Admiral:

1 3 2 Earth years to be exact:

1 3 2 Earth years:

Why, th-that's impossible:
That's crazy:

We'd run out of supplies
before we got halfway there:

We'd all starve to death:

So that's what
the vision meant:

My whole crew
starving to death:::

before we make port:

Moving further away
from it every second:

Nope, nothing wrong
with these circuits:

As I clearly informed you,
gentlemen,

all equipment is
in perfect working order:

It can't be in perfect order:

We haven't been able to keep
the ship on course for more
than a minute at a time:

Something's got to be
blocking manual controls:

[ Wilma ]
Searcher calling Lambda
Spaceport: Come in, Lambda: Come in:

Still getting just static:

W-Wait a minute:
There's a signal:
It's very faint, but--

It sounds like Lambda Control,
but I can't seem to pinpoint it:

Lambda, come in!
Lambda, please come in!

I'm picking up a voice response:
Subspace band 3 5:9:

Give me full power
on static suppressors:!
Got it:

[ Man Over Radio, Faintly ]
This is Lambda Colony Control
replying to subspace transmission:

Do you read me?
Do you read?

Thank goodness:
We read you, Lambda,
though very faintly:

We've been trying
to reach you for hours,
since our ship went off course:

[ Lambda Control ]
We do not track your ship:
Identification requested:

This is Earth ship
Searcher calling:

We're due at Lambda
tomorrow, but we've had
a navigation problem:

[ Lambda Control ]
Searcher? I can't believe it:
You're eight months overdue:::

and carried on official rosters
as lost:

This is Searcher: I tell you:
We're not lost:

We'rejust off course:
Try to get a fix
on their homing beam:

- Can't, Buck: It's too distant:
-Just a second: Let me try
to get a signal through:

Lambda Control,
this is Lieutenant Devlin:

I want to get a message
to a Cadet Dierdre Lasalle:

Tell her that I'm all right:
[ Lambda Control ]
Lasalle,you said?

Cadet Dierdre Lasalle
was also lost:::

in the crash of a rescue vessel
sent out to find Searcher:

No, it isn't true!

She--
She can't be lost:

[ Lambda Control ]
Death of all hands on the vessel
was confirmed six months ago:

[ Radio Static Whining ]

Lambda Control!
Come in, Lambda!

I'm sorry:
I'm really sorry:

We all are:

I wish there was something
I could say:

[ Crying ]

It's that box:

It's that box:
Ever since it's been on board,
we've had nothing but trouble:

It killed my fianc�e:

It killed her!
It killed my fianc�e!

You better go with him, Wilma:

More curious than ever:

Oh, dear, dear, dear:

Yttrium laser beam also useless:
Energy 1 00% deflected:

That ought
to be impossible:
Hello, Mr: Devlin:

If you've come here
for a progress report,
I'm afraid I'm disappointing you:

Dr: Goodfellow,
would you key in
the disposal unit for me, please?

I don't know what
you're talking about:
I'll do it!

You'll do what?
This box will be
our damnation:

What do you think
you're doing? Stop that!
You must stop that at once!

No way to behave
in my laboratory:

Dr: Goodfellow,
I was looking-- No!

Let go of this box!
No!

We need assistance in the lab!
Quick, quick!

This box is cursed!
[ Groans ]

We've got to get rid of it!
[ Gasps ]

[ Gasping ]

Now,just what's
happening down here?

[ Wilma Crying ]

[ Continues Crying ]

What is it, child?
What happened?

My eyes--
[ Continues Crying ]
Oh, I'm terribly sorry:

A terrible light
exploded from the box:

That does it:

Admiral, no!

Admiral Asimov
to the bridge, please:
Right away, sir:

[ Wilma Whimpering ]
What now?

Doctor:
There's something wrong
on the bridge:

I better get up there:
Yes, run along:
I'll look after her:

Let me have a look, dear:
Let me have a look:
Now keep absolutely still:

[ Shuddering ]
Colonel,
are you all right?

[ Shuddering, Gasps ]

Well? Tell me:
What the devil's going on?

Well, I guess we better stop trying
to change that heading, Admiral,
and just ride along:

I suppose we haven't
very much to lose anymore:

Or much choice either:

[ Pushing Buttons ]
There we are:
How do you feel?

How do your eyes--
How do your eyes
feel, my dear?

Better:
Good:

The image of the light
from the box is finally fading:

Oh, that's good news:
Just let that medication
work for a bit, won't you?

That treatment should
restore her vision in a while,

- for a short period at least:
- What do you mean, a short period?

The long-range prognosis
isn't good, I'm afraid: Her eyes
sustained severe damage:

Cataracts will form,
unless delicate surgery's
performed pretty soon:

Can it be
done here?
Out of the question:

No, we must wait until we reach
the facilities available
at the colony:

- If we get there at all:
- You needn't whisper:

The situation is no secret
to me at all:

I had foreknowledge
of the whole thing
over an hour ago:

I had a vision of myself:::

walking the ship's corridors:::
as a blind woman:

Another vision of time
jumping its tracks:

[ Softly ]
Hey:

You're gonna be all right,
you know that?

I give you my word:

[ Gasps ]
Buck, I'm scared:

[ Softly ]
Hey:

There's no reason
to be scared:

I gave you my word,
didn't I?

[ Sniffling ]
I've never let you down
before, have I?

Okay:

[ Softer]
You'll be okay:

Colonel, I-I panicked:
I-I can't--

I can't tell you
how sorry I am:
It wasn't
your fault, Lieutenant:

And-- And I was wrong
to strike you:
Yes, excuse me, Mr: Devlin:

She's got to get her rest:
I'm so sorry:

Thank you:
Thank you, my boy:
Thank you:

Ah, well,
I rather like the way
Buck put that:

Just take his word
and you'll be all right:

Never let you down yet:
Positive thought, my dear:

Positive thought:
God bless you:

[ Hawk ]
We're changing course again:
Five more degrees off axial:

Just let it continue
to change course
on its own:

Oh, my God, look at that: Look at that:
Spectroscopic red shift's
at nine-tenths:

This is incredible:
Buck, how can you be sure
it's the right thing to do,

letting it take us
to the fringes of the universe?

I think it's the only thing to do:
The box is hunting for its Guardian:

It's not gonna set us free
until that hunt is over:
[ Twiki ] Admiral Asimov,

we've compiled a list of ship's
stores, as you requested:

We're down to about
two weeks' worth:::

of food, fuel and medicines:
[ Asimov ]
What are you talking about?

Why, three days ago, we had
at least 1 8 months' stock
of supplies aboard:

You're wrong:
You've got to be:

All computations
are error-free, Admiral:

I am hardly responsible
for the lamentable fact:::

that human beings
require organic nourishment
in order to survive:

It's this damned evil box:

It's used up our ship's stores
like it's used up our time:

Devlin,you're dead right:
This thing wants to destroy us all:

No, Admiral, I don't really
believe its motives are evil:
Oh,you don't?

What about the nightmare visions
it's given everybody
who's touched it?

What about the way
it's marooning us right now,
among these uncharted stars?

The fault, dear Admiral,
may lie not in our stars
but in ourselves,

with my apologies
to the poet:

You're talking in riddles:
What's that supposed to mean?

I think what Dr: Goodfellow
means is that those visions:::

grew out of some selfishness
or weakness of our own:

In my case,
my mother was warning me
about the sin of pride:

And knowing it was wrong to try
to change the order of life,

I still called Koori back to me:

And I lashed out
at Lieutenant Devlin in anger:

Admiral, look:

A terra-class solar system,
just like the ones back
in our section of the universe:

Everyone, resume stations:

Mainly desert terrain,

but I do pick up echoes
of a deep rift valley
with some vegetation:

Holo scan pattern suggest
some sort of building
or other large structure:

Sounds like the best place
to search: Come on, Hawk:

Buck, take me along too:

My eyes:
If the box is the power of good
as well as evil,

well, then,
maybe down there--
Come on:

The box, Admiral:

[ Buck ]
From the look of it, it must be
hundreds of years old:

[ Hawk ]
Yes, it is almost strange
to find it here:

There do not seem to be
any other structures
in the valley:

[ Wilma ]
It's still beautiful:

Think what it must
have been like once:

This must have once
been a holy place:

There doesn't seem
to be anybody around:

Maybe we've come
to the wrong place:

Buck, over there,
chiseled in stone:

''Janovus XXVI'' was carved
on the first stone:

Now it's
"Janovus XXVII: '"

-[ Bell Ringing ]
- [Sheep Bleating ]

[ Ringing,
Bleating Continue ]

Wait, wait:
Don't run off:
Don't be frightened:

I'm not frightened, sir,
just startled:
[ Hawk ] He speaks our tongue:

Who are you, boy?
Where do you come from?
They call me the Lame One:

I come from the valley beyond,
but I shelter my flock
within these old walls:

Do you know where we might
find a person called Janovus?

No shepherd in the valley
is called by that name:

It is known only as a word
carved on that stone behind you:

- We know that, but who put it there?
- It has been here as long
as anyone can remember:

Uh, do you or any of the shepherds
know anything about a Guardian?

- Guardian?
- Yes, the Guardian of this symbol:

Oh, it's such a beautiful thing,
but I've never seen it before:

Buck, we go on searching?

Another place
further and further?

No:Janovus is here
somewhere nearby:

[ Rumbling ]
Buck:!
[ Hawk ]
What's happening?

[ Screaming ]
It's an earthquake:! A big one:!
On the ground, everybody:!

[ Screaming Continues ]

-[ Hawk ] The earth is opening:!
- Buck, the boy is falling!

[ Buck ]
Just hold on, hold on!

Just hold on:
I'll try to reach you:

I'll try to reach you:
Go back, please!
You might fall!

[ Buck Grunting ]
I'll come down
the other way:

No! No, don't risk it!
You mustn't!

Buck, it's sandstone:
It will not hold you:
I gotta try: Hold on:

You mustn't!
Just hold on:
Hold on:

-Just hold on:
- I'm only a shepherd:

Just hold on:
I'll be right--
I'm almost there:

- I can't let you do it:
- Hold on:

I can't!

[ Groans ]
No!
No!

[ Sighs, Panting ]

Why? Why?

He sacrificed himself
for you, Buck,

so you wouldn't
risk your life for him:

Look, the box!

[ Male Voice ]
We extend our greetings:::

and our gratitude
to the people
of Searcher:::

for helping us discover
the Tenth Power:

Our gratitude especially
to you, Captain Rogers,

for fulfilling your role
as bearer of the symbol of time,

and as witness
to the selflessness of one:::

who can now take his place:::

among the Ten Sacred Guardians:

The shepherd boy:

[ Hawk ] He is
no longer lame:
He's the successor,

the new Guardian:

Captain,

this symbol of Guardianship
has been delivered into my hands:

I thank you
for bringing it here:

And now,
let time slip back into order:

Let all wounds heal
and blessings grow:

My eyes!
They're healed!

And each thing be
in its proper place:

The figures on the wall--

Gone like the morning mist:

And, once again,
all is right with the world:

Crichton,
give me an E:T:A: check:

Touchdown
at Lambda Colony:::

1 430 hours, Admiral:

Exactly on schedule:

Helmsman, how's our speed
and fuel consumption now?

Normal, sir:
Good:

Colonel Deering,
what's communications status?

Normal here too, sir:
We're keeping in touch
with Lambda Control:

Oh, and by the way,
they have no record
of our ever being lost:

Any word
on your fianc�e?
Dierdre's waiting on the ramp:

Just as soon as we dock,
we're going right
to the ceremony:

You will be there,
won't you, Captain Rogers?
And you too, Hawk?

Of course, we will:
I promised to dance at your
wedding, remember? I will:

[ Both Laughing ]
[ Dr: Goodfellow Laughing ]
Will you believe it?

Listen to me:
Listen to me, everybody:

To paraphrase the good
Professor Einstein:

The time-space curve
is back on track:
I tell you:

[ Laughing ]
So, Crichton,
all's well that ends well,

you idiot:
Hmm:

[ All Laughing ]