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No touching.

Beka, how many times do I need
to remind you about your form?

Now don't clang
the weights.

Sorry.

I guess I'm just not
really focusing.

The Maru?

This is the longest
it's ever been out of my sight.

He gave you the Andromeda.
I'd call that sufficient
collateral.

Yeah...
Your form!

Alright.
Only the Andromeda is dead
in the water right now.

So, Dylan gets to run
around looking for parts,

and I have to sit around
here on my butt all day.

Besides which,
the Maru is not just a ship.

It's my livelihood.
It's the hospital
where I was born.

I opened Christmas presents
in the airlock when I was a kid.

And, after the Salvage
Guild's debutante ball,
it's where I lost my...

Can we concentrate
on training, please?

How am I supposed
to concentrate
when he took Trance?

That's a good thing, isn't it?

What did you call her?
Your "lucky charm"?

My lucky charm.
My Lucky Charm.
Not Dylan's.

Rev, Harper,
we finally located
an AP Solenoid valve

here on Sigma Tau 5.
So, you can stop looking
and, uh,

well, enjoy Seneschal Drift.

By the time you
get this message,

we'll be a few days
away from picking
up and heading home,

so we will see you soon.
Dylan out.

Trance, you...

That's enough!

Take him.

The long night has come.

The system Commonwealth,

the greatest
civilization in history
has fallen.

But, now one ship,
one crew have vowed

to drive back the night

and rekindle
the light of civilization.

On the starship
Andromeda hope lives again.

Hey, Dylan!

You'll never believe
what that weaselly
old Nightsider

wanted to charge us
to put the valve into
the cargo hold.

Oh, I wasn't going to...

I wasn't about to let him
rip us off like that,

so I happened to mention
how big the Andromeda was,

and I said "Hey, why
don't you give us
a volume discount."

Dylan? Dylan?

Where am I?

Confess.

I confess I don't know
where I am.

You're being a little
glib, aren't you?

Considering the seriousness
of the charges.

Murder, Terrorism,
Conspiracy.

I did all that while
I was unconscious?

Only the last
charge is current.

The others date
from your previous visit.

So, why don't you
tell us about that mission.

I don't know what
you're talking about.

Really?

Then how did you get this?

Admiral on deck.

Admiral Stark.
How did you know?

Let me think.

Sealed orders.
No signature, no
mission specifics.

Now who else
would it be?

That's employing good,
practical intuition.

Nothing you picked up
from that ivory tower war
college on Tarn Vedra.

No, ma'am. I picked that
up from Sarah.

"Sarah"? You better
be taking good care
of my niece, commander.

Why do I get the feeling
that after every date

you receive a report
in triplicate?

Very astute.

So, when are we going
to talk about the mission?

There is no mission,
unless you agree to it.

It's one of those missions.

Yes. "One of those missions."

It's voluntary, so if you
don't take it, I won't
think any less of you.

That's very comforting, ma'am,
but, you still can't tell me
anything about it.

I can give you a number.

Five billion people at risk.

And, how many of these
people will have to die?

If you do it right, none.

Then I accept.

Good. Your code name
will be April.

You'll get your exact
mission details
after site arrival.

Now there's someone
I want you to meet.

Mr. March, meet Mr. April.
Mr. April, Mr. March.

Good to meet you.

Likewise.

April.

What?

What was that?

Dylan Hunt.
Commonwealth Captain.

HE5095C21922.

So, Captain Hunt,
you admit you're
from the Commonwealth.

That's a start.

Now why don't you tell us
how you got that scar.

Dylan Hunt.
Commonwealth Captain.

HE5095C219...

Button. Button.
Who's got the button.

Computer? How long will it
take to send a message

to Rev and Harper
on Seneschal Drift?

Using
available courier ships,

estimated time of delivery,
eight days.

"Eight days." Alright.

Um... hi, guys,
this is Trance.
Um... I just...

you know how sometimes
things happen that you
can't quite predict,

and sometimes they're good
and sometimes they're not.

Well, this is one
of those "not"
times. Help.

Frankly, I don't understand
your reluctance.

The Great Compass
already knows the truth.

He just wants you
to admit your wrongs
so he can help you...

set you on the true arc.

So, end this. Admit your intent.

You were planning
to assassinate our leader
and overthrow his government.

That's not true!

Why is this so difficult
for you to talk about?

You'd think it would be easier
after your first mission.

This is the mission?

This is the mission.

You've got to be kidding.
Kidnap Chancellor Ferrin?

Extradite him.

Kidnap him. Then smuggle
him to Tarn Vedra so he
can stand trial.

Well, he certainly
deserves it.

His invasion
of "Xangbristol Four"

has destabilized this
entire sector.

Face it, he needs
to be removed.

Mobius isn't even part
of the Commonwealth.

Neither is Xangbristol.

People are dying.
We have to do something.

Fine. Then let's find Ferrin
and put one through his head.
Problem solved.

You see? This is why
I am in charge.

Nice spring
weather we're having?

Yes, let's hope there's
no June gloom.

Some say on Mobius,
the rainy season starts
in March or, April.

But I say it's May.

Mr. May. I'm Mr. April,
this is Mr. March.

We understand that
you're familiar
with the corridors here.

Oh, more than familiar.
I designed them.

Up on the surface,
you probably saw
the Congress hall?

Mobius Stadium?
Those are mine.

I'm Ferrin's architect,
which...

makes me closer to him
than his first mistress.

Then why don't you kill him
and save us the trouble?

"Kill him"? I was told
that this was...

The truth! Which is that
this is a non-violent
extraction. Correct?

If you say so.
Good.

Then let's get to work.
Which way?

This way.

Dylan Hunt. Commonwealth
Captain. HE509...

You're about to have
an important visitor.

Mr. April.

Venetri? How?

You will show him
the proper respect.
This is our supreme leader,

ruler of the sovereign
system of Mobius.

The Great Compass.

Clear the room.

You're alive after
all these years.

I could say
the same about you.

Mr. April.
Captain Hunt.

I prefer Dylan.

That's refreshingly
honest of you.

Venetri, why are you
doing this to me?

After you left Mobius,

I took the liberty
of uncovering
your true identity.

Not very difficult.

The High Guard golden boy,
flying about in his
great starship,

defending
the Commonwealth's interests.
When I learned that you had,

perished, I felt a loss.

And, then, I saw this...

You, back from the dead,

working to restore
the old Commonwealth.

Two worlds signed up already.

I noticed that the leader
of one of those new worlds,

suffered
an unfortunate accident.

He was murdered
by his own people.

Where have I heard
that before.

Is that... is that why you
had me brought here? What,
because you think I...

I don't think.

I know.

I know you, Mr. April.
I know how you work.

I know what you do.
And, I don't want to see
you succeed again.

What the hell
happened to you?

You happened.

Where are you taking us?

Don't worry.
You've already gone farther
than any of the others.

"The others"?
We're not the first?

Didn't you know?

How many attempts?

A dozen. Look, I know
I should've helped them,
but, Ferrin was...

Look, I will lead you
through. I promise? Okay?

I thought you were dating
our sponsor's niece?

Maybe that's why she sent me.

Hold on. Pheromone sensors.
They recognize body odor.

And, people they don't
recognize, they kill.

You actually designed
all these death traps?

A good architect
brings physical form
to the dreams of his client.

Yeah, in your case, your
client is a paranoid dictator.

Unfortunately.

Wait. This is what
I've told you about.

It's been a while since
I've played hopscotch.

Especially the kind
where a misstep could
blow off your foot.

So, how did you get mixed up
with a butcher like Ferrin?

I won a contest.
He picked my design
for the Arc de Victoire.

Then all the rest followed.
Dominion Library, Nollendorf
Station.

But, then, I brought
him my most
fantastic vision yet,

the Cathedral of Light.

What happened?

I told him it would elevate
the spirit of the people.

But, he smashed it
with both fists.

And, that's going in.

How do we get out
with someone who
doesn't want to leave?

Mr. March, I think you're
becoming a pessimist.

I'm a realist. And, I think
we need to revisit
a realist's solution.

Ferrin should be eradicated.

I was told
Ferrin would live.

Ferrin will live.

Read between the lines,
Mr. April. Our sponsors
want Ferrin gone.

They sent twelve teams in
to make sure he'd be gone.

When all twelve failed, they
sent us. That's how much our

sponsors care
about saving lives.

There's a difference between
risking lives and ending them.

The only difference
is in who dies.

If the choice is between
his survival or, ours,

I choose ours. What do
you think, Mr. May?

I'm an architect.

I build things,
walls, ceilings.

All I want is peace,
sanity, cathedrals.

What you want, what we
all want, is to exert
our will over others.

It's too quiet in here.

Alright.

"We are born sworn,
jealous friends of solitude.

"Of our own deepest,
most midnight,
most mid-day solitude."

You know, Tyr, a lot of people
think you're selfish because
you're always reading,

you're always lifting,
and you're always exercising.

But, the way I see it,

I think you're just
always trying
to improve yourself.

I never had that luxury.

I never really got
into the philosophy
thing. You know.

You've been too
busy surviving.
I respect that.

Still, there's a great deal
Nietzsche could teach you.

Like what?

To create your own values.

To live life consistent
with your deepest
instinctual drives.

Such as?

Survival.

Got it covered. What else?

Reproduction.

I'm gonna...
lift some more weights.

Wait.

No magic gizmoes
to avoid him?

So, now we'll really see
if you're a fool or, just
a hypocrite.

Don't worry. All
architecture has
a human element.

Take this money.
I want you to ignore my
friends as they come by.

Ferrin should examine
his hiring policy.

Yeah.

Who are you people?
Identify yourselves!

There. Now you've
seen it for yourself.

The footage is a lie.
It's been altered.

You're a killer.
No, I'm a soldier.

This wasn't a war.
You came here
as a Commonwealth assassin.

You murdered to achieve
your own ends.

You're a hypocrite,
just like Mr. March said.

Dylan Hunt.
Commonwealth Captain.
HE5095C21922.

Let me tell you something
about this man you killed.
He was a widower.

After he died, his
five children lost
their sole provider.

They were sent to a homeless
camp to raise themselves
the best way they could.

I am descended from that man.

That homeless camp
is where our family lived.

Until seven generations
the Great Compass found me,

and personally sponsored
my education.

You think your hands
are clean?

There are some people
I'd like you to meet.

Ready! Aim! Fire!

The Great Compass has
decided to spare you for now.

In light of his mercy,
do you have anything
to say to us?

I think we're all a little
tired of my name,
rank, and serial number.

So, much blood.
Nobody said there'd
be any blood.

What did you expect?

I only had
the best intentions!
Very best!

We all did.

No! I don't belong here!

Y-you do what you do,
but, I only had the best
intentions!

We don't have time
for this, Mr. May.

Mr. May, Mr. April,
Mr. March!

Why don't you just say
who you really are?

You know who we really are!
We're soldiers doing a job.

When soldiers do their job,
sometimes people die.

Now go to your
meeting with Ferrin.

And, when you're alone
together, give us
the arranged signal.

But...
Don't worry...

We'll take care
of them. Go.

So, you have some iron
in your blood after all.

I do what I have to do.

It's admirable.

I don't know how much more
I can stand of that rabbit.

Give him some credit.
He's a brave man going
up against Ferrin.

Besides, he's right.
These men shouldn't have
died. We made a mistake.

If we'd made a mistake,
we'd be the ones lying
on the floor.

I'm just saying,
No more screw-ups.

Agreed.

Dylan Hunt.
Commonwealth Captain.

HE5095C21922...

Trance Gemini.
Acting Search & Rescue
Officer, number...

six.

Trance?

Here. I want you to drink
this very slowly. It's water.

How?

"How?" Well,

when two hydrogen atoms
love each other very much,

they bond
with an oxygen atom...

How did you find me?

That was easy.
I had this.

You found me with a button?

Yeah. Didn't Beka tell
you what I used to do

before I joined the crew?

I take it you weren't always
an environmental systems
officer.

I had all sorts of jobs.
The one I was really
good at,

was finding things.

"Finding things"?

Yeah. You know,
first I would find things,
then I would take them,

and give them to people
who wanted it...

You were a thief.

No. Thieves have
bad intentions.
I never did.

But, I am going to steal
you now.
So, let's get out of here.

Well, I'll expect
a full report
when we get back.

You've gotta hand
it to Ferrin.

He's ruthless and efficient.
He runs an orderly society.

Didn't you tell me an hour ago
you wanted to kill him?

I admire him.
I didn't say I like
him better than me.

At least you're consistently
Nietzschean in your views.

Thank you.
Alert! Alert!

They found the guards.

We don't have time
to be subtle
or, nice anymore.

We have to kill him.

I take it back.
You're not consistently
Nietzschean.

What do you mean?
What's to stop them

from killing us?
Try a hostage. A high
level hostage.

Mr. April, I like
the way you think.

The exit's that way.

I can't go yet.

Dylan, take it
from a professional.
Alarms bad.

I know, I've heard them
before but, I've started
something wrong

here and I have
to make it right.

Well, then we better hurry.

Manually discharging
capacitor bank A.

Manually discharging
capacitor bank B.

Manually evacuating
pion reservoir A.

Manually evacuating
pion reservoir B.

Venting complete.

I never thought I would
miss an AP Solenoid
Valve this much.

It seems like we're doing
this once an hour now.

It'll become even
more frequent

if Dylan doesn't come back
soon with a new one.

Okay, so what can we do that
doesn't involve reading
books or, lifting weights?

Eating.

Eating's good.

Do you like meat?

Generically speaking?

Come to the Obs
Deck in one hour.

It's all clear.

You said it was all clear.

It was, then.

That's Venetri.

You're kidding!
Who's Venetri?

Venetri.

Venetri, I'm talking...

Whoa. That's not Venetri.

My god.

None of them are.

Yuck.

He grows clones for new
body parts.

That's how he stayed alive
for the last 300 years.

If imitation
is the sincerest
form of flattery

I'd say this Venetri must
feel pretty flattered.

The perversion of life.

Paranoia, torture.

Venetri makes Ferrin
look positively sane.

I have to stop him.

There's only one problem.
How are we going to find
him? The real him.

You tell me.
You seem to be very
good at finding things.

I told you, I had a button.

Trance.

I guess I'm a good guesser?

Yeah, maybe.
Or, maybe you're
not guessing at all.

Precognition. You can see
the future, can't you?

That depends.

On what?

Well, there're all
kinds of futures.

I can... a-anyone can foresee
any number of possibilities,

all of which
are constantly diverging.

Contingencies
arise, imperatives

vanish, and while we
tread our way through
chaotic uncertainty,

never knowing which
of hundreds of possible
realities

we could find
ourselves in...

Trance? Which way?

Left.
Thank you.

Hey. Sorry I was late.
Shower's like a trickle
and... uh...

um, where'd you
get all the candles?

I rendered them
from the fat of my enemies.

Can't wait to see the entree.

Koret bird steaks
and Antares langoustines.

I picked them up on our
last shore leave.

Wow. You're quite
a Renaissance man, Tyr.

Gourmet chef,
mercenary killer.

I took it up because
a former employer of mine
appreciated fine dining.

When he refused to pay
me for one of my jobs,

I prepared him
a tiramisu laced
with strychnine.

As I recall, he quite enjoyed
it... for precisely...

twelve seconds.

Thanks.

My father would say,
Eat well and grow strong.

Or, perhaps you should
raise a glass

to our good Captain Hunt
wherever he is.

I'm sure he's fine.

You picked wrong.

Yeah, I did. But, that's
the thing about guessing.

Ninety percent
of the time,
it's fifty-fifty.

Guess again.

So. Do you think
there's a shipboard
romance going on here?

Well, you had a heavy workout
and we were bored. So...

I was talking about Rommie.
The way she looks at Dylan.

Oh.

Well, what would be the point?
They're not the same species.

Wha-what-what do
you mean exactly?

I mean that cross-species
breeding
is a ridiculous concept.

It's pointless.
From a Nietzschean
perspective, at least.

Are you saying that you
could never be interested
in a human woman?

Yes. That's what I'm
saying. Exactly.

Not in a million years?

Never.

Not in a million, million,

million years?

Tyr, on behalf of human
women everywhere,

I'm insulted.

Wait.

This is it.

Dylan, are you okay?

President Ferrin,

I'm here under the authority
of the Systems Commonwealth...

We should have come in firing.

Rhade was right.

The only way I'm going
to get the outcome I
want here, is with a bullet.

Dylan.
Stop. Think.

I have. And, when I come
out the people of Mobius
will be free.

And, Venetri will be dead?

That's one possibility.

There are others, you know.

In fact there
are 1,342,063 others,

and some of them, some
of them are really great.

There's even a mathematical
possibility that everything
will turn out perfectly.

Can you control that?

No. Life is chaos.
Chaos is life.
Control is an illusion.

Venetri's control over
these people is no illusion.
And, I'm going to end it. Now.

You mentioned Ferrin.
Who was he?

He was a very bad man.

What happened to him?

He was killed.
It was an accident.

So, you're going
to repeat

on purpose with Venetri
what happened by accident

with Ferrin?
I suppose I am.

What makes you think that's
going to work any better?

Dylan, you're trying to control
what's going to happen here,
but, you can't.

The only thing you can control
are your own intentions.

All the rest is just
a roll of the dice.

Then how do we improve things,
Trance? How do we make things
better?

Because intentions
aren't enough!

But, they're a start.

It's kinda like the way
you describe
the slipstream to me.

You can't quite control what
is going to happen. There
are so many different paths.

But, your intentions
can help determine
where you're going to end up.

So, if you start with good
intentions, you have a better
chance of ending up with good.

Lines straight.

Never, never crooked.

Always, always so straight.

Never crooked.

Straight and pure.

Headed right towards
the vanishing point.

I tried interrogation.

I tried torture.

But, nothing reveals
your bad intentions,

better than that gun.

I have my truth.
You're a liar.

You've always been a liar.

I never lied to you.

You said it would
be non-violent.
You lied.

You said Ferrin would
be taken to trial.
You lied.

You said the guards
would live. You lied.

That was a mistake
and you know it.

You installed me to oversee
free elections.

You said the Commonwealth
would back me up.

The Commonwealth collapsed.

No one wanted that.

Because of your lies,
I was left alone,

to fend off coup attempts,
assassinations, terrorist
attacks.

You left me no choice.
It was chaos.

I-I had to impose structure.

You became just like Ferrin.

I became what you made me.

No one could've anticipated
how things were gonna work out.

You know, I'm
sorry that it was...

You're "sorry."
What are you sorry about?

Your time as Mr. April
gave you everything you wanted.

Didn't it? Didn't it,
Captain Hunt?

You both did well. I know
this isn't the way
we wanted things to turn out,

but, you made the best
of a bad situation.

In the end, the people
of Mobius will be much
better off.

Yes, ma'am.

I have your next assignments.
Mr. Rhade.

First Officer commission
on the Andromeda Ascendant.

You earned it.
You saved Dylan's life,
and at great risk to you,

above and beyond the call
of duty, you pulled Dylan
off that planet.

My compliments.

As for you.

I don't deserve anything.

Why not?

You said if the mission's
done right, no one dies.
People died.

We analyzed all
the possible outcomes
of your mission, Commander.

It was always a possibility
that Ferrin would end up dead.

Frankly, we were fine
with that.

Now, your mission.

If you don't mind, I'll pass.

Your last mission
was voluntary.
This one is not.

Yes, ma'am.

Congratulations, Captain Hunt.

Captain, it will be a pleasure
to serve under you.

Rhade was right.
Fools and hypocrites.

I'm a fool
for believing you, Dylan.

And, you are the hypocrite.

No! That's not true!

Trance, he's right.

I am a hypocrite.

Everything I have
and everything I am

came out of what
happened here.

By accepting
the Andromeda,
I sanctioned it.

Dylan, you may have
got the Andromeda

from something that
you're ashamed of,

but, look at what
you're doing with it.

You've saved lives, planets.

You're using the Andromeda
to make sense of a senseless
universe.

Another fool believer.

Why don't you
enlighten her, Dylan.

Why don't you show her
what the gun is all about.

Why don't you do what
you came to do.
Kill me!

I know what I want here today,
Venetri. The same thing I've
always wanted.

Justice. Freedom
for the people of Mobius.
But, I'll be honest with you.

I don't know right now
how things are gonna turn out.

Maybe all I control here
are my own intentions.

So, I'm not going to kill you.

Because the basis
of my Commonwealth,

is persuasion, and I think
you're open to being persuaded.

What makes you think that?

The fact that you
haven't killed me.

That you let me escape.
That you want to know
the truth.

Because deep down you want
to know where you went wrong.

See all that tells me there's
still a shred of decency
left inside you.

A shred of belief
in something other than this.

I'm here to offer you
another possibility...

maybe even
the perfect possibility.

And, what would that be?

The Halcyon System.
They're rebuilding.

They've recently come
into quite a bit of capital

and I know that
they need architects.

I once knew an architect.
He had good intentions.

You're just going
to let me go?

After all I've done?

I'm not going to do anything.
I don't have the right.
I never did.

Besides, violent action
breeds violent men

and I think Mobius has
had its fill of violent
men. Don't you?

I could turn power
over to the senate.

But, it could create chaos.
The dissidents might rise up.

Then include them
in the government.

Set up a process
for a peaceful transition.
Write a blueprint.

And, then leave things
in the hands of the builders.

Manually discharging
capacitor bank A.

Manually discharging
capacitor bank B.

Manually evacuating
pion reservoir A.

Manually stimulating...

evacuating pion reservoir...

B.

Venting complete.

Well, I guess that
clears the air.

The Maru's approaching.
I'll prepare Hangar Deck 14.

Yeah, good idea,
I'll... uh... stay here.

I looked for you. I found
out where you were.
I traveled to where you were.

And, I got you out.

That's your entire report?

You wanted something more?

No. That'll be fine.

Hello, Tyr. Hello, Beka.
It's good to be back home.

How was your trip?

Completely uneventful.
How was everything here?

Uneventful.
Completely. Uneventful.

Harper's finished
installing that AP Valve.

We can leave now.

Good. Andromeda.

Aye, Captain?

All ahead full.