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Anista! Oh, oh!

Sasha!

Sasha!

Buddy!

Wake up, are you okay?

Bugs?

Oh, yeah, very funny, yeah.

Don't you two got anything better to do? I have an incoming message.

Public frequency. Real-time message from Titan City.

Person to person. Charges pending. Only on successful contact.

Somebody's on a budget.

Put it through, cut.

The message is for your father, Dante.

Dante? Who's the contact?

The name is Mr. Rowan Gerrick. A drug-related murder of one Sasha Gerrick, his son.

Put it through.

Is this the tulip?

It is. You're Mr. Gehrig?

No, I thought I made this clear that this was person to person with Dante Montana.

Yeah, well, he's not here.

So who are you?

My name's Travis.

Travis?

Yeah.

But you were lost.

And now I'm found.

Your father's sense of humor.

I'm sorry, I have no idea who you are.

Oh, my late wife and I were friends of your parents.

I held you on the day you were born, Travis.

Look, where can I find Dante?

I'm afraid we don't know. He was lost in hyperspace.

Well, I was hoping he could help me.

Oh, hell, maybe you can.

Look, I don't have much money.

But I need to find the people who were responsible for murdering my son.

Rodolfo's right. 20,000 credits for a drug case is nuts.

Could you repeat that?

20,000 credits.

No, no, no, no, no. The first part,

I could have sworn I heard you say Rodolfo's right.

Yeah, well, 20,000 should just about pay for the shuttle there and back.

Look, it's his son.

It's all he can afford. Put yourself in his shoes.

Drug cases are sinkholes.

We shouldn't be taking his money then.

So now you're suggesting we do this for free? Make your mind up.

So you were born in Titan City. Gonna show me the old neighborhood?

Afraid not. Sat and fed, tore a dam when the raiders moved in.

What's there now?

Dunno.

Never been back?

Why not?

Nope.

Look, there's nothing for me to see, okay?

Okay, thanks for sharing.

The files you sent said that your son's death was drug-related.

Something called Nista?

Nobody had heard of it six months ago.

It's a kind of super painkiller.

Makes you think you're indestructible.

It's extremely dangerous.

Obviously.

Would you walk with me?

There's something... something I'd like you to see.

You ever feel like you're wasting your life?

Huh?

Like the whole universe is just passing you by?

You know, when I left the Raiders, I was expecting a better future than this.

I thought I was going to have fun.

Adventure, do you know what I mean? Percy, I'm talking to you.

What are you two up to?

Wasting our lives.

Is that what Travis and Kelly call it?

Nope. 20,000 credits.

We might as well be delivering mail. I've got to get a real job.

Sasha was a good kid. I mean,

there's nothing much going on here on the fringes

of Titan City until this, and this is new.

Look, that's Captain Dalliat. She's the investigating officer in Sasha's death.

Looks like she caught another one. How do you know she'd be here?

It's in Easter Row. She's almost here.

Derek, how are you doing?

Good, good.

Captain Dalliat, this is Travis Montana. Callie Larkadia. They're bounty hunters.

I've hired them on behalf of Sasha.

Well, that's certainly your right. I assume you both have credentials?

Mr. Garrick, Callie's going to take you back home. Look

for her, and it might help. There's no way to start.

Sash and his friend died in a thrill fight. They both took some anista,

beat each other to death. That is the whole story here.

I'm not disputing that.

Well, then why are you here? You're preying on their wounds.

Mr. Garrick says nobody'd heard of anista six months ago. Now it's everywhere.

And certain cops haven't seen many closer to busting the people who brought it here.

So we must not be doing our job then, huh?

I'm not saying that.

Look, I've got 17 Anista-related deaths a day here,

Mr. Montana. The truth is, we just can't cope.

Then tell me how I can help.

Caravaggio, scan the files. Scare us up some work, please. At your request.

You say everything was normal until a couple of months ago?

Less.

He changed real quick.

It's the drug.

Did he have any new friends?

Well, nothing I knew about.

Is this Sasha?

No, no, no. That was taken before it was born.

That's me and Travis.

Travis's mother took that.

How long have you two been together?

Oh, we just work together.

I mean, a couple of months now.

So what's he like?

Actually, I really don't know him that well.

There was a side of Sasha that I didn't know either.

What does it do exactly?

Anista is basically a euphoric.

It scrambles all information to the pain centers of the brain.

Like a neuroplot?

No, worse. The nerves still work,

but the body pumps out massive amounts of dopamine in response to any pain stimulus.

So the more they injure themselves, the better they feel. Attractive proposition.

Yeah, so we just keep hearing one name.

Bliss, but the dealers are all low-level, none

of them know the picture, or they buy blind.

Well, that could work in our favor. I mean, what you need now is an inside man.

Look, I've lost three officers trying to infiltrate your organization.

Well, maybe I can help you then.

Well, Mr. Garrick doesn't have much money, so he can't be paying you very much.

Is it possible to get any copies of any files of the dealers,

even the low-level ones, send them onto my ship?

Yeah, I could do that.

What makes you so sure you could help, though?

I have some experience in this area.

Yeah, so I've heard.

It's a legitimate bounty.

The warrant is sworn out and electronically notarized in triplicate.

It's a divorce action. If I want to deal with a vindictive sadistic ex,

I've got three of my own to choose from.

What are you doing?

I'm trying to free us from Travis's bizarre departure into pro bono work.

Ring Shepard Nett is relaying a low-priority warrant.

You mean you're going behind his back? I'm

just exploring our other options. How like?

Identity theft. New Rio City.

The victim is a top barrister and lawyer.

Good luck to him, I say.

I'm afraid there isn't anything else pending.

So, it looks like we have the time, and it's important to him.

Why?

He hardly knows them.

They're friends of his parents, aren't they?

Marcus, I'm having trouble enough paying my debts without taking

on free work for friends of people I've never even met.

Thanks.

I'm just trying to keep us out of the poorhouse.

Yeah, well, good luck with that.

When you were in Mars Forces, you knew Frankl, right?

That's a name I haven't heard in a while. Why?

But you knew him?

Yeah, we were both grunts in the anti-drug squad. When I left,

he was promoted to head of interdiction.

Mars anti-drug chief?

Can you re-establish contact with him?

I can, yeah.

I mean, he was one of the few who actually backed me, but... Good.

I may need him.

What for?

Just a little something I have in mind.

Did you get any new info from Garak about your parents?

You heard what I heard.

Yeah, not a lot.

Exactly.

Titan City dredge up any old memories?

It's changed a lot.

The Raiders.

How did you know Franco worked drugs on the Mars Force?

The Raiders.

Were you involved in the drug trade?

I just did a little checking, and I thought you should know.

I don't understand.

As Travis, it says here that... He was a raider, Mr. Garrick, for years.

His family, they all... No.

No, they were not his family.

His clan, then. They terrorized half of Jupiter.

He was kidnapped.

And he became one of them.

It says drugs here. Are you telling me that he dealt drugs...

I'm saying you don't know him, Mr. Garrick.

Look, I understand how you feel, and I know you'll clutch at any straw.

How can you possibly know how I feel?

Because I lost a daughter to drugs too, Mr. Garrick,

and I understand the heartache and the desperation

and the need to catch the bad guys,

but the way I see it, Travis Montana is one of the bad guys.

Cavaggio, secure channel to Franco, Mars Interdiction Division, my quarters.

See you on the bridge.

Just thought I'd let you know Rodolfo isn't happy.

I'm shocked.

He's been fishing around for other cases.

Is he keeping himself amused?

For now. Well, then all's right with the world.

Oh, well. Thanks for the heads up, Marcus.

What do you expect me to do with this?

Run a spectral analysis. Molecular makeup.

Anything different about this particular batch.

See if we can use anything to trace it back to one particular lab.

You're not going to find the guy that way.

I wouldn't say I would.

While I'm being chemical girl, you are... Back on Titan.

This is stupid. I don't want to do this. Rudolfo says we're not even being paid.

Oh, we're being paid. It's not as much as you'd like.

It's over.

You want us to take messages for you while you're out, or what?

Look, it's nothing personal.

No, no. You just want to go galloping off again on some case where, hmm,

let me see, the word pittance has a lovely ring, doesn't it?

Deadbeat dads and lawyers who lost their credit

cards. That's their alternative, is it?

Yeah, at least they pay.

Yeah, well, I had Kara check the all calls, no bounty spending,

so we have time to spare.

I just don't like you committing us to a personal job.

So take a nap. I'm not even asking you to break a sweat.

How are you going to find Bliss by yourself?

Kara, punch up that image.

Guy's name is Zerk. I found him in the files Dalliot sent us.

He's an old friend. He's involved with the Nista,

and he's going to lead me to Bliss.

You'll need backup.

The problem is Zerk gets a whiff, I'm with anyone, I'll go to ground,

so I gotta go alone. Do you know what I think?

I think you're trying to please a couple of dead people. You should try it sometime.

State work pays very well.

Cut.

Give me Saturn message net.

Titan sector.

Zerk, public key, message. Request to go see.

Encode using Varon sequence 449 and post to Dropbox.

Now let's see you jump.

Hey.

Hey.

Is that the drug?

It is.

Overwhelms the pain centers.

Don't feel a thing.

Sounds dangerous. Indeed.

Pain's important.

Tells you when you've gone too far.

Maybe no pain tells you when you haven't gone far enough.

What do you mean?

Nothing.

Don't be stupid, Percy.

Go on.

And a promising career bites the dust.

Okay, look.

Look, I never crossed you, man, okay? Not me.

Everybody else is on the run looking for you, but not me, okay?

I'm gonna live and let live, baby, and that's for real.

We're cool. We're cool.

Relax, sick.

My man, my man, huh?

Long time, no see.

Like old times, maybe?

Sure, why not?

Good, good.

Because after you went on the run, we heard some crazy things about you.

Yeah, ignore that. I'm back in the game, and I'm liking this Anista.

You're going to get me a sit-down with Bliss.

Sure, no problem, buddy. Anything I can do for you.

Boy, you've been wandering too long.

Bliss don't meet no one he don't know.

He will if you vouch for him.

And now why would Zerk vouch for you?

Because I can give Bliss Mars big, beautiful, new market, and you,

you get to be the man who opens the door.

No, no.

Mars squeaks. It's so tight, okay?

Big Red troops are hardcore. That place is a fortress, man.

That's it.

You know how to get through a fortress?

By the jailer.

You're always crazy. If you have Frankl in your pocket,

the Mart's gonna be a whole different place. Low-life, drug-pushing, rate-up.

You should have died in that raid.

Raid? What raid? Who is this? Business associate.

Thought I told you, Gary.

Once a merchandise leaves my hands, it's your problem.

I'm going to smoke this fool. Don't!

You're as bad as they are. It might as well have been you that killed Sasha.

He's just a crazy old man. If anyone's going to shoot him, it's going to be me.

Now you turn around and walk out of here right now,

or I'm coming after the rest of your family.

You come down here when I'm working.

You won't be visiting that pretty little wife of yours.

Why you always let them walk? Killing a clientele,

that's bad business. Now down, boy.

Put that gun down. Now get out of here. Walk away.

Go.

Customers always right.

This is like old times with you.

Man, you crazy.

I have an incoming message from Saturn Authority Police.

Put it through, Caravaggio. Captain Dalliot.

Where's Mr. Montana? He's working the case. Well, he said he'd keep me apprised,

and I haven't heard a word from him.

He's meeting with an informant now.

We've been fully briefed, sir.

Help you with anything?

Well, I'd like to come aboard, if I may.

That'd be lovely.

I'll see you soon, then.

See ya.

What the hell did you say that for?

She doesn't know what he's doing. We don't know

what he's doing. I'm bored. Where's the harm?

Where's the harm?

The harm is we're not fully briefed.

And she obviously doesn't know anything either. 17 months,

they still don't have a picture of Bliss.

Well, she can't be any less chatty than Travis.

The last thing we need is more people keeping secrets on this ship.

Callie, you have an incoming message. A gentleman

named Franklin. Put it through, Caravaggio.

Callie, I was very surprised to get your message.

I guess you'll fill me in when I get there.

Wish I knew what to tell you.

They're fine where they are.

Could you hand me the sealer?

The sealer.

Marcus, can I have a sec?

Yeah, sure.

Sorry, Percy.

What do you know about Travis's past?

Could you ask me an easier one, like the square root of pi?

Look, he's playing this one too close.

You don't trust him?

His motives, yes.

His judgment on this.

When Travis found me, things were pretty bad.

I couldn't talk about it. I didn't want to talk about it.

And that was fine.

He knew just to stick around, to wait.

Sometimes it's harder to find someone just to stick around.

You know what I mean?

Yeah.

I got it. Thanks, Marcus.

Percy? Percy?

Are you okay?

Yes.

I made it very clear to Mr. Montana I want nothing more to do with him.

So the contract's canceled?

Absolutely. You're not going to get a single credit from me.

Mr. Garrett, can I just say that... I'm sorry,

I have nothing more to say to any of you.

End transmission.

20,000 credits gone, and I had a lovely pack of gum picked out.

So you don't have a client.

You've been terminated off the case, and now you can't raise Travis.

Either of you want to tell me what he's up to?

Well, the word is he's met up with some low-level filth named Zerk.

Yeah, well, actually, we don't know anything. Well,

rumor has it Montana was a raider once.

Raiders controlled most of the drug trade on Jupiter. This Zerk,

he was a low-level streeter there.

Travis dealt drugs.

Zerk made the jump here about eight months back.

He got recruited by Bliss, bumped up fast. He is dumb. He is lethal and loyal. So,

like I said, he's working the case.

Well, I've been working in narcotics ten years,

and I have never seen anything like Anista.

It cuts across all lines. Is it possible that Mr. Montana has crossed over? No.

I spoke out of turn, and I apologize for that.

It's just that this one, it hits a little close to home.

I lost a daughter to Anista.

Once someone starts down that path, you just, you can't stop them.

Where are they?

Well, they're full. Of course. Are you hoping you get to hide? Be the big,

strong man who has to protect me from myself.

Oh, be the man. Be the man.

Okay? Yeah.

Percy, calm down.

Sorry, man.

This is heavy, so... I think you should put me in the brig.

So, Travis asked you to arrange a meeting with Frankel? On Titan tomorrow. Right.

You served with him, didn't you?

Yeah. Doesn't mean I always approved of his methods. Well,

he's kept a lid on the Mars drug trade. That's an impressive record.

Yeah, if you don't mind how it gets done. On Mars,

the ends always justify the means.

Right. Well, they have a hundred times our personnel and one-tenth the territory.

Plus, their anti-drug budget's bigger than the whole ops budget of Saturn Fed.

You can make a lot of people disappear with that kind of money.

You know, the rumor on Frankel was you cultivated links among raider clans.

What are you saying?

You make the connection.

Hurry...

Ow!

You come to finish me off?

I think you know that's not true.

I don't know anything anymore.

You almost blew things for me big time back there.

You're nothing like him, you know?

Your father.

Why did you bother to save me back there?

You're a man who lost his son. I hear that makes you do strange things.

Yeah, well... You've got to forgive him, you know.

Sasha.

But if Frankl knew Travis from before... Frankl

was big on favors, owing and being owed.

You think Frankl owed Travis one?

Possibly, but let's go back.

What do you know about Bliss?

He's always one step ahead of us.

So he's connected.

No, more than that. He knows every move we make.

My last undercover wound up dead before we even got close.

He wasn't even a real threat yet. Plus, he moves around.

A lot.

Ease of movement.

Good intel.

Doesn't leave a trace.

Comes and goes as he pleases.

What does that say to you?

Someone with consular power, not just criminal.

Maybe someone like the Mars anti-drug chief.

Ah, this just came in.

Your AI should be receiving a file now.

I'm showing travel movements for the past six months.

Frankl, Mars interdiction, nine trips to Saturn sector.

He traveled under an alias. We matched it this morning.

Why would a diplomat be traveling under an alias?

You're saying Frankl is bliss.

Is that possible?

Yeah, maybe.

Well, if that's true, then Travis is walking into a trap.

We'll get paid up front next time.

My father's lost, your son's dead.

So right now, I just want to find the people responsible.

Why?

What's the point?

Sasha's dead.

Can't change that.

No, we can't.

It's too late for Sasha.

It's too late for me.

But it's not too late for this city.

And if I find Bliss, you remember me for that.

Look, even if Frankel is Bliss, I can't touch him. I mean,

not with so little evidence.

I have to get back. We've had 14 new and Easter-related deaths as of last night.

Travis still isn't responding to Hales.

He doesn't know about Frankel. We have to head him off.

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!

Is it done? Got a way? No, that won't do.

Look, we have no time here, so the plan is gonna go ahead.

This is where he's supposed to meet Frankl. The Tulip crew will be there.

I want them all eliminated.

Once Frankl's out of the picture,

our operation is gonna enter a very heavy expansion phase.

I'm gonna need people I can trust.

Understood.

If you let me down like Sir did, I won't just stop with you.

I'll kill everyone you know.

Pussy, you okay?

I can totally picture tearing you apart.

It's the coolest thing.

The answer's not there.

Marcus, where are you?

I...

Just doing some maintenance work, why?

Rodolfo and I have to go down to Titan.

I want you and Percy to prep the break for a possible prisoner transfer.

You might be having a guest in a couple of hours.

Uh, yeah, yeah, sure, no problem.

And if Travis makes contact, put him straight for it?

Yeah, yeah, whatever.

What should I do?

Did he hate me?

Coordinates for the meeting?

Yeah.

What's the plan? Are we just gonna walk in

there and say, hello, I think you're bliss?

We'll figure out something. If Dahlia's right about Franco,

we have to get to Travis first. Let's go.

Tulip, I'm coming back.

Tulip, come in.

Great, now come.

Perfect.

Percy, give it to me now!

Come on!

Percy!

Give it now!

What the hell is going on?

Anissa.

Yeah, well, I told her not to.

She's off her head.

I'm gone for one day. Half the crew's AWOL and Percy's on drugs.

Where the hell are Callie and Rodolfo, anyway?

They said something about picking up a prisoner.

That's all you got.

I've been looking after her.

What prisoner? I've got no idea. Kara, where have they gone?

They're presently off to collect Frankl, I believe.

Though your being here might negate that second... Why do they want Frankl?

They suspect his bliss. That's insane.

Who the hell gave them that idea?

Captain Dalliat.

Why would Dalliat think Frankl's bliss? No, no, no, no, Kara, don't answer that.

Contact Callie and Rodolfo. I need to tell them what's going on.

Can someone tell me what's going on?

I'm afraid I can't raise... Damn it!

All right, prep the shuttle. I'm going back down. You look after her.

I agreed to be the bait, not the star attraction and a turkey shooter.

Yeah?

But you owe me.

Not anymore.

Who sent you?

Bliss.

Who sent you?

Talia.

Just when you thought it was getting boring.

Right this way, gentlemen. Captain's over here. Captain?

Gentlemen, to see you, Captain.

I wouldn't advise it.

Well, it took you long enough.

You have an excellent cover.

I saw an opportunity, and I took it.

How many lives have you destroyed?

The way I see it, none. They destroy themselves.

I just keep the products of the light going. I have a clear conscience.

Bet you were long and hard on that answer.

What about you, Montana? Your conscience clear after your raider days?

Far from it.

And I don't have a daughter's death to deal with, either.

Yeah, well, neither do I. I'll have your cover story, huh?

So Dally had had everybody fooled her.

I suppose you must run into that sort of thing a lot, being a bounty hunter.

How the hell do you deal with it?

Does anyone really deal with it?

You just learn to, uh, shut it out.

That's something you inherited from your mother.

What were they like?

My parents.

Oh.

They were good people.

They had their quirks.

Your father was very stubborn.

And your mother was... Well, she was more stubborn.

But they were great. They were fun to be with.

They'd go to the ends of the solar system for you.

I can't imagine having better friends.

Or better parents, for that matter.

That's you, one day old.

But that's alone. You make your own copy,

and you drop that back to me when you're on your next visit.

I hated you back then, Lena. I couldn't stand you, Cal.

On the next Star Hunter.

We're here to buy antimatter stabilizer coils

from some black market creep named Plog.

That's it. That's all. I wouldn't be moving in on your territory? No,

because he's not my territory.

Can we get a room?

Yeah, sure.

I'm having the bed. Get out.

Get out.

Okay, Travis. Travis is in Miss Bannon's quarters.

I think she wants him to strangle him.

Ah, humor.