Original subtitles

Why is it

that the most beautiful things are always the most dangerous?

They do it on purpose.

Black holes give me goose bumps.

Do androids get goose bumps?

This one does.

It's probably just gamma rays.

And x-rays and high-energy electrons.

It's a spinning singularity, Dylan.

The regular ones are bad enough.

Tell me about it.

I'm the one who spent 300 years behind an event horizon.

I was there, too.

Tell me again why my poor little eureka maru

can hang its butt out there,

but big strong Andromeda ascendant

can't even get close?

Because I am so big.

That would be, what,

the product of the two masses

divided by the square

of the distance between them, you know?

Yeah, thanks, tyr.

Dylan, please,

gather your information and hurry back,

and be careful.

Hey, I'm wearing my Eva suit.

Oh, and by the way,

tell harper

he's been stockpiling food in the--

Andromeda!

I've got a hull breach.

Emergency!

[ Alarm beeping ]

What's wrong? What time is it?

Nothing is wrong.

It's late.

Go back to sleep.

Sleep?

Sleep is so overrated.

Don't you think, Mr. Hunt?

It depends on what you're comparing it to,

doesn't it, Mrs. Hunt?

He is the last guardian of a fallen civilization,

a hero from another time.

Faced with a universe in chaos,

Dylan hunt recruits an unlikely crew

and sets out to reunite the galaxies.

On the starship Andromeda, hope lives again.

Daddy, daddy, daddy!

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Hey, hi.

How are you doing, buddy?

You ready for the big game?

Give mommy a kiss.

We're going to slaughterize them.

Can I have pancakes? Please?

Yes, we'll have pancakes.

That can be arranged. Go. Meet you in the kitchen.

Thank you.

Oh...

You spoil him.

Yes, I do, and you know what?

I spoil you, too.

This is like scanning mud.

No, it's not.

Mud I can see through,

gamma radiation, I can't.

Dylan is on the maru,

we know where the maru is,

what are we doing just sitting here?

I say we haul our stupid asses over there

and look in the freaking window.

I know harper is wrong,

but I don't know why he's wrong.

You tell him.

Andromeda, all ahead one-quarter.

One-quarter engines, aye.

[ Scraping ]

Ow!

That's why.

Gravity sucks.

You've got a broken ship, you need a mechanic.

You've got a broken ship near a black hole,

you need a quantum engineer.

Rescuing Dylan from a black hole

again.

Trance, I'll need your help.

Hang in there, Dylan.

Hang in there, buddy.

It's almost ready.

Hurry up, daddy.

I want my pancakes.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

It's looking more like concrete batter,

but I'll be right with you, son.

Captain hunt, thank you for accepting my hail.

Why have you surrounded my ship?

Believe me, captain, I'm not happy about it, either.

I'm missing out

on my oldest son's birthday party.

Don't let me stop you.

You know how demanding children can be.

No, I don't.

That's a shame.

You really should try it sometime.

I highly recommend it.

I'll keep that in mind.

Harper's rigged a slipfighter

so we can get up close and personal

with the black hole.

Unfortunately, I don't always share

the little professor's unswerving confidence

in his own engineering ability.

Tyr, you don't have to come.

I know how hard it is for you

to beat that nietzschean self-Preservation gene.

You know, that nietzschean self-Preservation gene,

as you call it,

can't be passed down

unless a breeding partner makes herself available.

Proving one's worth

as a husband and father

requires taking risks.

So all these dangerous, macho things you do,

it's to impress the chicks?

So are they back?

What's that?

The nightmares.

It's been awhile.

Yeah.

You know, I had one just the other night.

It was really scary.

I was back in school, military science final,

and I was only wearing underwear,

plus I forgot to study.

It was absolutely frightening,

which reminds me,

there's something else

I was supposed to be doing.

The form.

Huh?

Don't forget.

It's very important.

Ah, yes, it's very, very important.

What am I going to do with you?

Oh, I can think of something.

I do love you.

Dear Sara...

In the past few hours,

I've tried 11 different ways to say good-bye to you...

And in the process, I've discovered something...

I can't.

I miss you, Sara,

and I think of you every day.

Everything I know about love

I learned from you,

and even in my darkest moments,

it's your love

that gives me the strength to continue,

so no matter what happens or where I go,

a part of you will be with me.

I love you, Sara.

Sara...

"I, Dylan hunt,

"hereby resign my commission in the high guard

and elect inactive duty for..."

Resign my commission?

I'm retiring?

That answers that question.

One question remains.

Where is he?

[ Whispers echoing ]

Tyr...

Someone lied to me.

I was told that all nietzscheans

are perfect physical specimens.

So?

Then I assume your defective hearing

is a personal problem.

I told you to stay in your zone.

Harper's zone was saturated

with missiles.

He was in over his head.

I had to act.

I'm not interested

in your opinion of harper's condition.

You screwed up, and we got pasted.

As long as you walk my decks

and breathe my oxygen,

you're a part of my crew,

and I expect my crew to work together as a team,

no exceptions.

Work as a team...

With them?

They're amateurs, children,

and you, you're an anachronism.

You haven't the first idea

how unforgiving this universe has become,

and I will not allow you to find out at my expense.

What are you doing with my uniforms?

Giving them away.

We talked about this.

First you want me to resign my commission,

and now you're giving away my uniforms.

There's a war going on, or have you forgotten?

I am not the one with the memory problem.

Damn it, Dylan, ever since--

ever since what?

There are no nietzscheans in the bushes, okay?

There are no kalderans hiding behind the moon.

Peace, Dylan.

We're at peace.

It's over.

Ever since what, liandra?

Ever since the black hole.

The black hole.

I never want to see it again.

That thing

didn't just swallow my ship,

it swallowed my life.

God, I'm calling med corps.

No, no, hey, hey, hey.

You're not calling anybody.

I'm fine.

You're fine?

Tell me you didn't just have visions.

Dylan,

please.

Let me take care of you

the way you always take care of Ethan and me.

You need help.

Dylan's Eva suit should protect him

from the radiation,

so the immediate danger is the gravity well itself.

If he's pulled into the black hole--

it'll already be too late.

You don't know that.

I know first-hand how much air

these Eva suits carry.

Short haul went real wrong out near Vega a few years back.

I ended up sucking vacuum for what seemed like days.

It's funny,

it was actually kind of peaceful.

Two points, daddy, two points!

That's a great job, Ethan.

All right,

let's try a little longer shot this time.

I can't wait till you're tired.

Well, you'll have to work a little harder than this

to tucker me out.

Mommy says when you're tired,

it would be like a vacation

forever and ever

and we can play all the time.

Oh, you, uh...Retired.

You mean...

Yeah, that means when you're not working anymore.

Yeah,

we're talking about that.

Andromeda, report.

Scanning.

They're worlds, 20 of them,

joined into some kind of structure.

The structure, focus on the structure.

Those worlds,

they're hollow

and they're full of Magog, trillions of them.

You say we're at peace.

How can you say that

when there's a trillion hungry Magog

raping and killing their way across the galaxy?

Dylan, what are you talking about?

I've never even heard of anything called Magog.

[ Beka ]: Something's punching through the hull.

Dylan?

What's wrong?

Nothing's wrong.

You see, that's the problem.

Happy home, I've got a healthy son,

but did you really think I would forget about the Magog?

You're right...

I am hallucinating.

This.

You're not my wife.

You're not even real.

None of this is real, none of it!

Okay, okay, okay!

I'm on to you.

Now, tell me, what the hell is going on here?

Scan d-17.

This is useless.

There's too much radiation from the black hole.

I can't find squat.

I've tried that now and again myself.

It never works.

Oh yeah.

You guys are good.

You know, you're really, really good.

You hit all my buttons, didn't you?

You know what?

You missed one small detail--

a race of monsters

slaughtering their way through the galaxy.

It's kind of a big oversight, don't you think?

Let me see what you guys have been doing to me.

No...

There's no signs of medical intervention.

I don't see any needle marks.

I don't see any healed incisions.

Maybe...

Maybe you're some kind of a, I don't know,

holodrama superrace, you know,

and I'm a specimen in your zoo, you know.

Maybe that's it.

Maybe I'm in the zoo.

I was afraid of this.

There she is, right on cue.

Afraid of what?

Afraid that I would see through

this incredibly realistic facsimile of...

Of what, liandra?

A happy home.

But maybe happiness just isn't enough for you.

A happy home.

Look what I found.

You hid my force lance.

You hid it.

Why, liandra?

What, did you think I was gong to hurt you?

No,

not hurt me...

Hurt yourself.

I hate what this p.T.S.D. Has done to you.

You think...You think this is post traumatic stress?

I saw civilization fall.

I saw it fall

and I got back up, I dusted myself off.

You tell me

what could possibly be more traumatic than that?

You died.

You ran out of air in your Eva suit.

You were clinically dead for two minutes,

and you have never been the same since.

Harper?

You're not thinking

what I think you're thinking,

are you?

You better believe I am.

Desperate times call for desperate measures.

That teleportation machine is experimental at best.

The only time it came close to working was--

when we were sitting next to a black hole.

Come on, trance,

how about a little optimism here?

You're the one who's always talking

about the right intentions.

Now, think good thoughts,

give me some of that good luck of yours,

and help me rebuild this thing,

will you?

Thank you.

[ Door opening ]

Rhade!

I tried to warn you.

Is that how you want to play this?

I'm not playing at anything.

Neither am I.

Rhade,

listen to me.

Give up.

Maybe we'll let you live.

I'm here under the authority of the systems common--

ah! Dylan!

Dylan!

Liandra, I'm so sorry.

No.

It's too late for that.

You are out of control.

Let it go.

Hang your force lance up.

You have no choice.

[ Harper ]: Sorry, beka, it didn't work.

What do you mean, it didn't work?

It worked before. I saw it.

Yes, but the teleporter won't function properly

if we don't know dylan's exact location.

Believe me, I tried.

We played hide-and-go-teleport

with one of trance's fish in hydroponics.

And?

Tuna tartare.

The black hole is too new.

The machine needs an information sink

which expands

as the cube of the radius being scanned...

And you don't care about the math, do you?

I care plenty about math,

like the nine seconds it takes the human circulatory system

to exhaust its supply of oxygenated blood cells.

We have to find him soon, beka.

I've found something.

Damn, tyr, you got him.

Well, I've located him.

Whether or not we can get him

is still very much in question,

isn't it?

For the sake of argument, let's say you're right, okay?

Say this isn't a mind game

being, you know, perpetrated by some unknown force,

and say that I...

Say that I really am having a psychological meltdown.

I mean, that's no reason to retire from the service,

is it?

No. I mean, I can take medical leave,

I can get my head back together, you know.

It's been done before.

Hell, I've ordered people to do it.

Dylan...

I can still serve.

See, I have a mission.

You see, my ship needs me.

My crew needs me.

Your crew...

My poor baby.

What?

What about them?

What about my crew?

What aren't you telling me, liandra?

They're gone, Dylan.

The Andromeda was lost,

all aboard her killed.

I don't believe you.

Don't.

It's not going to change anything.

They were sucked into a black hole...

Trying to rescue you.

Andromeda gone?

[ Rommie ]: Warships only know how to do one thing.

There you are.

I've been looking for you.

Dylan,

I want to be dismantled.

You should get rid of this body.

Chop it up into pieces

and throw it out of the air lock,

or better yet, erase me.

Just delete everything and start all over again.

I'm not going to do that.

I killed him, Dylan.

I loved him, and I killed him.

You had no choice.

No, I didn't, because I'm a warship,

and warships only know how to do one thing,

and that's kill.

We don't have hearts.

We don't have empathy.

We're killers, we're attack dogs,

and I'm afraid.

The balance of judgment went insane,

the pax Magellanic went insane,

and I don't want that to happen to me.

You're forgetting something.

The balance of judgment had no captain, no crew.

The pax lost her captain.

Why do you think warships have captains

in the first place?

I'm your heart, rommie.

I always will be.

These physical reactions...

I didn't know harper was so good.

The commonwealth needs you, Andromeda,

the crew needs you...

I need you...

So permission to chop yourself into pieces

is officially denied.

Understood.

Does it get any better?

Does the pain go away?

I don't think it's supposed to.

It's part of what it means to be alive.

No.

No.

I'm making some eggs for Ethan

if you want...

I thought I got rid of that.

Yeah,

you thought you got rid of everything--

my ship, my crew, my life.

It's not going to happen, liandra.

I'm a high guard captain,

and the only way I can leave my job

is feet first.

I know.

That's exactly what I've been trying to prevent.

Daddy, make it stop!

Daddy!

Ethan, liandra!

What kind of a person are you,

who would risk your child's own life

to make a point?

Ethan's fine. It was nothing.

Maybe you're not a person at all.

Maybe you're something else entirely.

I've seen it before.

There are entities out there, beings who want to stop me.

You megalomaniac.

Now I'm a demon

out to tempt you from your cause?

Fine.

You want to see my eyes turn red?

You want to see snakes come out of my mouth?

Here, here, twist my arm.

Beat it out of me.

[ Lance powering up ]

I want to know who and what you are.

[ Trance ]: There is one perfect possible future,

but I have not seen it yet.

What am I supposed to do with you?

I don't know.

Keep me around, I hope.

I'm trying to think of a persuasive reason to do that,

but I'm having trouble.

Because you don't trust me.

Trust is something you earn.

Then give me a chance.

I always knew you had your own plans,

but I also knew that your plans and mine

were basically the same--

peace, order, a better universe.

My goals haven't changed.

Beka says the future you came from

was a bad one,

one where things went wrong

and you came back to set things right.

So?

So tell me how saving harper and losing hohne does that.

How does that set things right?

I don't know if it does.

To tell you the truth,

I didn't save harper

to change the past or the future.

For all I know, I made things worse.

Then why?

For the one reason that does matter.

Because hohne is a stranger and harper is my friend.

Well, that's a change, anyway.

What?

Honesty.

But it doesn't answer your question, does it,

about what to do with me?

No, it doesn't...

But it's a start.

Dylan...

Don't, please.

Dylan, please, you can make it.

I know you can.

What are you doing to mommy?

Stop it!

Stop it!

Dylan, this is tearing me apart.

It's tearing me apart...

Harper!

Trance!

Shut it down.

It's tearing me apart!

Dylan, I can't live like this.

Either you resign your commission

and get medical attention,

or I'm taking our son and leaving.

You want me to choose between my job and my marriage?

Well, I can't, liandra.

My job is who I am.

What kind of husband can I be, what kind of father,

if I turn my back on the people who need me?

The people who need you are right here.

Isn't that enough?

Let that be enough.

No.

I'm sorry. My place is with the high guard.

No, it's not.

I have begged you, Dylan.

I have tried to protect you, but you just won't let me.

Protect me from what?

They don't want you.

The commonwealth that needs you so much...

They're trying to get rid of you.

Why in the name of the empress

would the high guard want to get rid of me?

Because you mess up,

and they're tired

of cleaning up after you.

[ Harper ]: We've gone too fast.

We're losing him.

He's almost reached the sun.

Can we destroy his ship?

Our missiles will never catch him in time.

The system is doomed,

and if we're not careful,

the chain reaction

will destroy us as well.

We have to try. Continue pursuit.

We're not going to make it.

He's still out of range.

We have to turn around.

Andromeda, hard 180.

Maximum delta-v.

Detonation in three...

Two...

One...

Engaging slipstream now.

Andromeda,

is there any chance

anyone survived the nova?

I'm sorry, Dylan.

All the inhabited planets were incinerated.

Okay, yes, I've made mistakes.

Mistakes?

Destroying a solar system is a mistake?

Unleashing flesh-Eating monsters

on an entire civilization,

that's a mistake?

Dylan!

Dylan, help!

Come quickly.

Dylan!

Dylan!

Dylan,

they've killed the slavers,

but they're not stopping.

They're infesting the hajira.

They're offering you a graceful exit,

retirement,

full military benefits.

Take it, Dylan.

Trust me.

No.

No.

I'm a high guard officer, and I know what I'm doing.

Loose weapons. Secure the perimeter.

Loose weapons, aye.

You're killing them!

You're just like tyr.

No, I'm better.

Perimeter secured, captain.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

What did you do?

The same thing everybody else

seems to be doing around here,

just making plans.

Looks like mine worked.

I don't know if this is really my life,

but as long as I'm living it, I call the shots.

Are we clear?

Answer me.

Are you nuts?

You'll both be sucked into the black hole.

That's what the cable's for.

If you're doing all this to impress chicks, tyr...

I'm impressed.

You don't really think I'm a monster,

do you?

I don't know what you are.

Maybe you're some part of me

that wants to turn around,

go back,

give up.

I'm not giving up on this, Dylan,

not when we've come this far.

Let's try again.

Maybe it'll work.

I won't let you die...

Not for me, not for anything.

But you won't stay with me here, will you?

If I go back,

I've got a chance to restore the commonwealth,

but if I stay,

civilization will still fall.

No matter what I do,

the dark ages will still last for 300 years.

You won't make a difference to anyone but me.

The commonwealth is more important

than either one of us.

You can't change the future by living in the past,

although it certainly would be nice

to have you around.

I wish that were enough.

If it were,

you wouldn't be the man I fell in love with.

You came back for me.

You risked everything.

But I failed.

No.

No.

No, you saved me.

You always do.

We had our time together.

This isn't your time anymore.

I love you.

I love you.

You say I have no choice.

I say you're wrong.

Remind me when we're done to give us all medals.

Are you okay?

Oh yeah, just great.

There's so many of them.

Beka...

I may not make it.

Don't be ridiculous.

You're too stubborn to die.

We all know that.

Promise me...

No matter what happens, you'll continue the mission.

Yeah, see, that's why you have to survive.

I'm not really qualified to restart the commonwealth.

Well, neither am I, but that hasn't stopped me.

Dylan, I may like your idea,

but I really don't know if it's possible...

For anyone.

The odds--

to hell with the odds.

All that matters in life is that we try.

Promise you'll try.

Promise.

I've always had the choice,

and I've always known what my choice is.

[ Beka ]: You should be getting a visual on Dylan.

Mm-hmm.

I'm approaching Dylan now.

No movement.

[ Line clanking ]

I'm at the end of the line.

I can't reach him.

No, daddy.

No.

No, don't leave me.

Please...

Don't leave me.

I'm going to unhook.

Be careful,

or you'll end up adrift like Dylan.

Not me.

You know every weak spot, don't you?

You know how much I love being married.

You know how much I love kids.

Why are you doing this to me?

Because you're killing my people...

Killing my people...

Killing my people.

Captain Dylan hunt, commanding officer.

Nova deployment authorization, 10 break alpha.

Strike, strike, strike.

They're ready.

Missile tubes one through 10,

fire.

Second salvo, fire.

Third salvo, fire.

Fourth salvo, fire.

All missiles away.

Detonation in three,

two, one.

Beka, reel us in.

All I can is it is very good to be back,

and I am glad that nightmare is over.

Your hallucinatory experience is consistent

with the symptoms of hypoxia,

and we're glad to have you back.

Hey,

what if it wasn't a hallucination?

I'm sure it was just a dream, a bad one,

but we can still learn something

from our dreams.

True.

Dreams can show you what's important

and show you who you really are.

Yeah, and?

I'm captain Dylan hunt

of the starship Andromeda ascendant

and I am back in command.

Rommie,

all ahead full.