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Previously on "Killjoys"...

- Aneela?
- Mother.

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

The pulsar is 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 green pool.

- 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.

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? Eh?

Steel-toe ones, then.

Best for kicking your brother's ass.

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

Ah, it's gonna be weird enough for D'Av

when you show up.

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 coms are already fritzed.

You're 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.
- 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.

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Welcome home!

Welcome.

How the hells long has it been, huh?

"Welcome"? You opened fire on us.

Eh, 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.
- Eh...

- 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, uh, air filter.

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

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 offworld 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.

The storm will be with
you in minutes, Johnny.

Ah, 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.

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.

13.

It's complicated.

Well, anyways, your father?

He had some behavior issues
that got him into trouble.

Oh, 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.

Oh, 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, hmm?

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.

Ah, storm's picking up.

Water pump.

Great.

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

Storm got you spooked?

Nuh-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.

Uh, why are you chasing
after D'Av, anyway?

- 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, 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?

Mm... 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.

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, huh?

What are you gonna do? Ground us?

- Nice.
- Eh.

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!
- Oh, he's 13, he's fine.

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

Uh, it's complicated.

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

Okay.

Jaq is the product of
merging 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 5.

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?

Oh, 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.

Oh, 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.
- Ah...

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!
- 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.

Oh. 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?

The charged particles in the atmosphere

are disrupting my ability
to connect with Johnny.

Okay, keep trying.

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. Um, 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. Up 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?

That's not how that happened.

Whatever happens, stay hidden.

Go, go, go!

Stop.

Identify yourself.

I said identify yourself!

- Put the gun down.
- Nuh-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 to 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?

Oh, 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.

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.

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 coms 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.
- Oh, no.

That asshole's long gone.

I just keep the ring
to scare off creeps.

Eh, 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.
- Mm.

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...

Ah, damn it.

Kill chip.

Now that we're alone...

We have your father, Mr. "Ja-co-bis."

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

But we would like to propose a trade...

your father for the First Born.

Lucy, where was I?

- 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 coms

- with Johnny yet?
- 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.
- Why?

Because I need to do naughty things

which your auto-protocols
are not going to like.

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?

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.

Dutch, I'm detecting
an increase of blood

to your lower extremities.

Maybe...

I'm just happy to see you...

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?

Analysis almost complete.

That's... a no, then.

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!

Dutch is unresponsive.

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?

Eh, you'll figure it out.
You're fine with kids.

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

And why did you leave?

Ah, 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.

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 shi...

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.

Whoa, whoa, 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.

Hmm.

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.

Mm.

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.

Ah!

Want to know how you're gonna die?

_

Lucy...

disengage manual controls.

Emergency auto-reroute initialized.

Yes, yes, yes, yes, 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?

Ow! Ow!

Ow! Ow!

Dad's mini-laze.

What'd I say about borrowing my tools?

- Thanks for the loan.
- Ah.

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.

Ah, 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?

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's 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.

Ah!

Oh, what the hells?

Ow, my back!

D'Avin, D'Avin, get it off, get it off!

- What's happening?
- Ah!

Oh, it burns!

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