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OK, come on let's go!
Move move move move move!

- Go go go! Look!
- Get out of the way!

Get out of the way!

- Back off from the vegetables!
- Stand back from there.

- Clear the area. ATF!
- Step aside. Body step aside.

You - move away from the carrots.

Stand clear!

Looks like we got
the all clear here.

- Go check that out over there.
- Not very cheap these days, are they?

Head Lettuce, this is Bugs Bunny.
Come in!

Head Lettuce, we have a negative
on the vegetable.

Hold it - got it!

Stay back. Stay back.

Back off.

- Back off.
- There, on the floor!

Get off! Get it off of me!

Lexx 4-12 Bad Carrot

Well, that's one experience

I don't ever need to repeat.

Me neither.
Dying is a terrible experience

for some of us.

My death was not a good
experience for me at the time.

Well - I want to thank you both,

for going down there
to bring me back to life.

Well, you're our friend Xev -
what else could we do?

Left the slut
for the worms to chew on -

- it's what I would have done.
- Hello 790.

Oh Kai - you've come back to me!

Take the head in your arms.

Squeeze me! Please me!

The dead do not
squeeze and please.

There's always a first time.

Well you know,
in spite of seeing you here 790,

it's still good to be back
on the Lexx - alive!

You know, I for one

do not ever want
to go back to Earth again -

stupid Type 13 disaster planet.

Still, you know -

I can't shake the feeling that we...

- we forgot something.
- You did.

You forgot
to disembowel yourself -

but we can take care
of that right now.

I don't like Earth very much either,

but how long can we stay up here
on the Lexx without the key?

Wherever it went
after Lyekka stole it from you,

we have to get it back
or we'll be stuck here forever.

I know, I know,
but Lyekka's not on the Lexx,

we've looked -
I mean, she could be anywhere,

I don't know.

But I do know,

that the key is gonna get back
into me, where it belongs,

and then we're gonna fly away
from this place, forever!

But look, enough about that -

captain Stan hasn't eaten
for days and days,

and I am getting mighty,
mighty hungry.

Well, Lyekka could be dead.

Vlad could have killed her.

Yeah, OK, well where's the body?

Well, the Lexx absorbs all
available protein, you know that.

Oh, we should have
loaded up with food before

we came back here.

Stanley, Xev -

it will be the pleasure of my life

watching you both
slowly starve to death.

Yeah? Well before that,

790,

we're gonna fry that
little cube of a brain in that,

that... that tin bucket you
call a head -

you know, it won't taste good,

- but it's gonna feel good!
- I hate you.

Happy birthday,

Mr President!

Why, thank you my cuddle bunny

coochy coo milk skinned delight.

Oh, delicious -

but Bunny,

it's not my birthday.

Oh. But -

I made this cake just for you,
don't you want it?

Oh no no no, of course I want it.

- We can pretend it's my birthday.
- Yay!

OK, first you blow out the candle,

then I blow out your candle,

then I'll give you your present.

I can't wait.

1,

2- .

Mr President.

My prince - er, Mr Prince.

We have a crisis.

You're telling me! My cake!

A crisis, I see - what crisis?

Carrots.

Very

bad carrots.

Oh no, I hate carrots.

They play havoc with my bowels -

sorry, honey pie sweetie face.

Not ordinary carrots -

killer carrots.

They look like your ordinary

everyday garden variety,
but they're not.

Xevivor! Terrific.

- I loved that show.
- Mr President,

- shut up.
- Yes, my prince.

Professor Shnoog, if you please.

The 'carrots',

which are in fact
highly deadly probes

with of unknown metal construction,

were first discovered
on the Caribbean island of Zig Zig.

They wiped out almost everyone

during the taping of the Xevivor

television series.

You mean that was real?

I thought that
was only a special effects

thing that they did to boost ratings.

As did we all. Continue, professor.

As you can see, these probes
are highly aggressive.

Their sole function
appears to be to

enter human beings
and use them as a type of host -

although for what purpose
we can't say.

They exert control

over the infected humans by...

by fusing themselves
to the spinal cord,

thus gaining control of the host's

neurological functions.

Er, hold on, hold on -

how do they get inside us?

They, er -

they may be able to enter through

various orifices,

but they seem to prefer -

- the back door.
- Pardon me?

The rectum intestinum.

What?

They like to burrow into your ass,

Mr President.

That's what one did to him.

Kind of like that rubber thing

I used on you last night.

I don't know what you are
talking about, my love.

Yeah, you know that little thing,

you liked it.

And what happens when they leave

their host, or do they -?

Unknown, although
we will be conducting

experiments on this case later,

including a thorough

post-mortem dissection.

We have learned...
we have learned

that they exercise
varying levels of control.

You see, they seem to be able

to possess them outright,

turning them essentially
into murderous zombies -

the fate suffered
in the cases on Zig Zig Island.

Now in such instances,

the carrot penetrates
with its single eye

the host's forehead,
turning him into a mindless slave.

We do not know
if this condition is reversible,

but as you...
as you can see in this case

the eye has not been employed.

The victim is fully cogniscent,

albeit uncomfortable.

Our X-rays show that the probe

integrated itself into his entire

nervous system.

You mean it may be able to

hear what you're saying?

Yes, possibly.

It seems to act as a sort of...
sort of

puppet master -

it can control
all of the strings all of the time -

or one string at a time,
if it so chooses,

depending on the environment -
or indeed the threat.

Where did these
bad carrots come from?

Their origin is unclear,

but we're fairly convinced
that they're not

of this earth.

And what do they want?

We don't know
that either Mr President -

although it's fairly certain
that they're not

here to grace our salads.

To make matters worse,

the probes have been
turning up here and there

throughout the globe.

Confirmed infestations

are marked in red on this map.

They're everywhere!

That they are, Mr President.

How can you tell

if someone has one in him?

Sometimes it's easy to tell,
and sometimes it isn't.

I mean, you might have
one inside you right now,

but I wouldn't know.

Or the President could,

or I could myself, I suppose -

I might have one today,
and not tomorrow,

it's very difficult.

They're very clever

little vegetables.

My prince -

don't you think it's best that

we part ways
with this infected planet

before it is perhaps too late?

My thoughts exactly -

Hey you -

stop it!

Tell him to stop
looking at me like that!

- Who do you mean?
- Him!

Thank you for your service
to your country.

Your medals are in the mail.

I am getting
really really hungry here,

in a serious way.

- So am I.
- Why don't you two

cannibalise each other?
That would be fun.

And why don't you just short

circuit your big ugly mouth?!

Only Kai can do that.

I will retire to cryostasis

to preserve my protoblood.

Stan, this is silly.

Why don't we just get in a moth,
go back to Earth

- and get some food there?
- Oh, no no no no no.

No way, I'm not going back there.

I mean, there's gotta be some way

that we can make food here -

come on, Lexx,

just help us out, willl ya?!

Just a little food,

that's all, just a little food?

Prince... yes...

Well, keep me posted.

The carrot
has not been recovered.

Is it still in the Oval Office?

Possibly, or it
may have escaped, or -.

Yes?

As a precaution,

I had those aides that I locked
in the Oval Office vivisected,

to see if the carrot
was inside one of them.

It was not.

Therefore the possibility exists

that the carrot is inside one of us,

lying in wait.

Well, it's not in me.

Nor me.

I guess we're all right then.

Clean.

Why go to the Lexx?

Stanley Tweedle doesn't even
have the key anymore.

since he lost it.

Whether Stanley Tweedle
has the key or not,

I do not know, but I do know

that it is on the Lexx.

- How do you know?
- Because I'm head of the ATF.

If anyone had it on Earth
I would have found it by now.

Of course, my prince.

Clean.

Clean.

That's a relief.

Clean, all clean folks.

No carrots up your botties.

It's no use, Stan -

my hand is getting numb.

Oh come on Xev,
just a little longer -

you're a love slave,
you got the touch.

It's not working!

But it's gotta work. I mean -

listen, it's getting close!

Come on, pump it, pump it!

No!

I'm done. Face it Stan,

if we want food
we have to go back to Earth.

That's not necessary,

we have plenty of food.

- Prince.
- Stanley.

Xev. You remember President Priest

and First Lady Bunny.

- Hi!
- Sure we do.

What do you want?

We were in the neighbourhood and
we decided to drop by for a picnic.

Lovely.
Thanks for the food. Goodbye.

Yeah, thanks for coming, now go!

Now now, that's no way
to speak to your dinner guests.

Guests?
I don't remember inviting you.

Nonetheless, we're here -

and just in time, it seems.

Having a little trouble
with our food supply,

- are we?
- Yeah, well you see, um -.

See, the Lexx hasn't eaten in a while,
and so it can't make food for us.

Well, why don't you take the Lexx
to Earth for a nice meal?

Yeah well you see

we got a problem there, which is -.

Which is that we don't want

the Lexx attracting any kind

of attention from people down there,

so we're planning around it basically.

Indeed.

Wise.

But, tell me Stanley -

you did get the key back

from the porn star
who stole it from you,

what was her name?

Lyekka - oh, well LooLoo actually.

Yeah, well, you see
what happened there was -.

Perhaps he doesn't need to know.

Yeah, yeah, yeah...
See, what happened there was,

I turned on the old Tweedle charm

and I brought her to the

height, I mean the very peak

of sexual ecstasy,

and then the key flowed

out of her back into me -

she was satisfied, so she left.

Excellent. Because as it happens,

the Earth now has a slight little

tiny alien problem.

And as far as I'm concerned
this is as good a time

as any for all of us to disappear

into the great unknown of space.

- Us all?
- Absolutely.

It's always been part
of the agreement,

that I would be a passenger
onboard the Lexx

once it resumed its travels.

You know,
I had an agreement too,

with First Lady Bunny,

to have a romp in the sack -

on a couple of occasions -

and that didn't work out either.

Well, maybe we can
make it work out this time.

That's my wife you're talking about!

But, you know, whatever.

Tell us about this tiny little

alien problem
you've got there on Earth.

Well, why don't we
discuss that over dinner?

Oh yes, food!

Yes, food!

I'm awfully hungry from

- from trip.
- I'm gonna wake up Kai,

just to be on the safe side.

Um - is there a washroom here.

Oh yeah.

You're kidding, right?

No no, once you get used

to it the experience can be quite, er -

stimulating.

Gets right up there, you know?

Right up there? - Year.

Whoops!

Sorry.

Will you stay with me while I go?

If it will make you taste better -

I mean, feel better,

darling honey licky bit.

Yeah, well I'll just
leave you two alone, OK.

- I'll be at the feast.
- The feast?

So, Stanley -

tell me about the bad carrots

that you encountered
on Zig Zig Island.

What, you mean those
little robot things?

They almost killed us,
they're completely evil!

They are a serious problem,

and they appear to have spread.

Spread!

Oh, you -!

Probes have been found
in many locations -

too many.

Our projections indicate

a rather overwhelming infestation
before long,

which is something
that the poor unfortunates

- on the planet can hardly savour.
- Savour!

So it appears to me

that our best option is to go.

The only question is -

where?

I'd say there's two questions -

where to go, and who should go.

The latter part of that question
has already been settled.

Not with me.

We have a deal.

Hey, when has one
of your deals ever helped us?

We've made deals with you before,

and they've all gone sour -
because you're evil.

So you can offer us whatever deal
you want - we won't bite.

Bite!

I'm not so terrible, Xev.

I have different ambitions

from you, it's true.

But, as a member
of the crew of the Lexx.

I promise to behave myself.

No.

Anyway - you can always
have Kai to protect you.

He can kill me,

if I step out of line.

You were killed many times
on the planet Fire.

Each time,
you quickly returned to life.

Why do you fear the probes,
if you are immortal

as you seen
to have been in the past?

I was immortal on the planet Fire,

yes, but now I will admit

to being more uncertain

about my status.

That question
can be settled this instant.

Hey, wait a second, wait a second -

before we do anything,

I wanna know what those carrots
are doing on Earth,

I mean - what...
what do they want?

790 knows, don't you 790?

Of course I do.

You will tell them.

Anything for you.

The probes are actually
a first scouting wave

of robot drones

sent by an alien
species to taste test

various things on Earth -

particularly human beings.

They are studying the planet

to see what is worth eating
and what dishes go with what -

presumably in preparation

for the big feast planned
when the real aliens

arrive to devour the planet.

How... How do you know this?

None of your business, pig face!

- Tell them.
- I have intercepted thousands

of transmissions
between the probes

and the alien mother ship.

Do you know where
this mother ship is located?

It is very far away in deep space,

but yes, I suppose
I could locate it -

if I really wanted to.

Well, what are we waiting for?

Let's just take the Lexx
and destroy it.

No, wait a second,
wait a second, see -

it's not that easy, you know,

because the Lexx

hasn't eaten in a while, so -.

So it would have to eat a lot -

a whole country at least,
to make a trip like that.

Yeah yeah yeah, see, and then

then it has to digest
the chunks, you know,

and that could take forever.

No matter.

Mr President?

Yes my prince?

You must contact the Pentagon

and authorise
Operation Hard Encounter.

- Oo - you mean now?
- Immediately.

Whoops!

Sorry.

- Can't it wait until after dinner?
- No.

OF course my prince, of course.

General Pootydude here.

Ah, good evening General,
this is the President.

- How are you?
- Fine, Mr President.

- The wife and kids?
- Fine sir.

- The cat, dog?
- All fine.

You keep parakeets, don't you?
Are they well?

They say there is a terrible
bird virus going around -.

- I am...
- Mr President -.

Yes yes. Whoops,

sorry, sorry again.

General, it seems we

have a problem -

well, I wouldn't call it a problem,

more of a nuisance really not even,

um, not even,

oh what's the word
I'm looking for vexation

itch, what about -.

Mr President!

Yes. Whoops. Sorry again.

Um, General, I'm ordering
you to prepare

and launch the

international space mission,

name code Operation.

Operation.

- Hard Encounter.
- Oh yes, Hard

Encounter.

Your team is to intercept

the alien space vessel

approaching the Earth and, um,

and to destroy it with extreme

extremeness.

Affirmative sir.
Operation Hard Encounter

will be underway within six hours.

Oh, that soon?

Well then, take

take care of everything

and make sure that everything
is all right and tested

and safe before you go, and -.

Cheerie bye.

That takes care of that.

- I am exhausted.
- Yeah, me too.

If you're onboard in the morning,

let's talk about fixing up
First Lady Bunny

with first man Stan.

I'll show you where you can sleep -

actually I'm a bit tired myself.

Kai, would you please
keep an eye on Prince?

I will.

Goodnight to all.

Tell me, do you play chess,

- dead man?
- What is chess?

A struggle between kings.

A game of strategies

and counter strategies,

in which it is sometimes necessary

to sacrifice lesser participants -

rather like life, actually.

It sounds similar to a game
I enjoyed on Brunnis 2,

- when I was alive.
- I'll teach you.

What do you think you're doing?

What do you think you're doing?!

Bunny?

Get away from my husband.

Hi-ya!

I know you want him -

everyone does!

No, Bunny.

Bunny, stop it.

Bunny, you've got it all wrong.

Bunny, stop it!

He's mine.

- Aaaaaall mine!
- Yes!

Bunny, stop it!

Bunny!

Listen to me -

your husband came into my room

and started licking
my stomach while I was asleep.

He probably has one
of those things inside him.

Kai! Stan!

Mr President!

Kai!

I need you!

And I need my husband back!

- What's going on?
- The President has a carrot -

he's infected.

Baby!

He is still alive.

Is the carrot still inside him?

I do not know,
though I expect not.

- Then let's get him up.
- How?

He always responds
well to oral stimulation.

Yeah. Me too.

Who's there?

Listen to me, carrot -

I'm not the enemy here.

We can work together.

Oh, have it your way.

This is getting stupid.

Yes.

Yes, that's much better.

Stop and listen for a minute.

See?

We can both get what we want

once we start communicating.

Where - where am I?

You are on the Lexx.

The Lexx, how?

But I was just in the
Oval Office being briefed

about killer
carrot probes and then -.

Well, it looks like while you
were in the Oval Office,

something got into your Oval Office.

How do you feel, my love?

Oh, dizzy, weak -

- sore.
- Quick! Massage my breasts,

- you'll feel better.
- There's no time for that.

There's a vegetable
loose on this ship,

we have to find it and destroy it.

No argument here.

But it's one tiny little vegetable

inside a huge giant ship -
where do we start?

Of course I wasn't aware
there was a carrot probe onboard

until it gave off an electronic signal

while vacating the President.

At that point I was able to lock

on to its frequency and eavesdrop

on its transmission
to the mother ship.

The mother ship
instructed the probe

to eject itself from the Lexx
and return to Earth.

It was told there was no more

useful culinary data to collect,

and that the danger
in staying was too great.

The probe launched
itself into space

12 minutes 24 seconds ago.

Pentagon - Pootydude.

General Pootydude,
it's Isambard Prince.

How are things progressing
with Operation Hard Encounter?

Ahead of schedule, sir.

The mission was launched
30 minutes ago.

Excellent.

Thank you.

Hard Encounter - what's that?

A mission you authorised

to destroy the alien mother ship.

Oo, good, excellent.

And when we get back to bed,

I'm gonna authorise

Operation Hard Encounter part 2.

Even better!

Yeah, bed, that's a good idea.

You know, all that food

made me really really tired, so -

nighty night!

- Goodnight.
- Goodnight.

Goodnight.

Sometimes the game of chess

can be played for stakes,

and that makes the game
much more interesting.

I have nothing of value.

On the contrary -

you're a Divine Assassin,

with a virtually unstoppable ability

to kill a man, any man.

Therefore you could gift
your opponent

with a sworn promise not to kill him,

as his prize if he were to defeat

you in a game of chess.

And what would the former ruler

of the planet Fire
be able to offer as a reward,

should he lose the game?

You once had a living body.

That body had a spirit,
an essence,

a soul - whatever you
want to call it.

Perhaps I could be of help

in putting that soul to rest.

We have nothing in common,

and yet this game gives a chance

for one of us to achieve our agenda -

and that's much better than
neither one of us achieving it,

isn't it?

Something wrong?

Perhaps it was something I said.

Kai! I was just thinking about you -

of course, that's all I ever do.

Were you thinking of me?

I was - but not in the way
that you would like.

It occurred to me that your interests

and the interests of the alien probe

might be complementary.

Meaning?

Meaning, that were the probe

to annihilate all onboard
save for me,

that you would be a happy head.

I can't deny it.

Further meaning, that you would have

ample motivation
to deceive those onboard

as to whether
or not the alien probe

had actually launched itself
from the Lexx.

I suggest, that you did deceive

Stan, Xev and the others,

that the probe
is still on the Lexx and -

that you

are working in co-operation with it.

You make things so hard for me!

I wouldn't mind
if you made the thing

in your pants hard for me too,

but I'm still waiting
for that, aren't I?!

So the alien probe
is still on the Lexx.

Yes. Of course it is.

And I'm not sorry!

Not yet.

Stan!

What are you doing?

Congratulations Xev -

you're the house speciality!

Kai! What's going on?

How'd I get here?

You tell me, Stanley.

Er - I was having a bad dream,

and I was sleepwalking,

yeah, that's it,
I was sleepwalking and,

er - how are you Xev,
you OK? Well good,

no harm done, so -
back to beddy bye!

I don't believe you, Stanley.

- Neither do I.
- But, but it's true, it's true -.

Kai, stop it, stop - come on,

you're killing me!

Well, that's everybody.

What's this all about?

The alien probe is still on the Lexx.

What?

But I thought -

- the robot head said that -.
- The robot head lied.

What do you expect?

790, I swear

I'm gonna crush you to scrap.

Do you have any idea

how much that hurt
coming out of me?!

A lot, I hope.

- You...
- Some other time, I suggest.

Right now your safety
requires capturing the carrot.

And how do you propose
that we do that?

There are several options.

We can wait
until the probe emits a signal,

then 790 can locate it electronically

and I can track it down
and destroy it.

We can set traps
at various locations.

I suggest a rig of overhead
netting be employed,

which can then be dropped
on the probe.

Wait, wait a second -
that could take forever,

I mean how can we trust 790?

Or -

we could deactivate 790.

Divide into groups
and use hand held nets.

However, I believe
that there is less chance

of success with this method than -.

Bunny wunny snuggle bun!

Get her!.

Bunny!

- See her?
- Yeah yeah yeah -

we think she went that way.

My Bunny!

It appears to have left her.

My Bunny.

My honey bunny.

So what do we do now?

First we must make
certain that the probe

has not gained entry to anyone here.

Oh yeah, and just how
do we do that?

You will all disrobe
and lean over the edge of the bed

with your buttocks raised.

Then I will take this -

prong, and insert it,

into each of you in turn.

The low voltage
electromagnetic flux

will penetrate your bodies,

and if it elicits no negative ions,

you will be considered clean.

Well wait a second, you mean

you're gonna put that thing,

up our -?

Precisely.

Oh boy.

Oo no - you can't stick a prong

in my arse, I'm the President.

You are also the source
of all this trouble.

You are right my prince.

You may do as you
will with these people.

However, I will not be

participating in your little test.

And why not?

It's unnecessary.

The probe could no
sooner live in me

than it could in Kai.

I am not of human constitution.

- Oh no?
- No.

Although it's possible that I am

perhaps no longer immortal,

I am still more deity

than man.

The test would have no effect.

Well, let's find out.

- Absolutely not.
- Listen Princey,

we're all in this one together.

You may be a god,
you may be a man,

you're certainly an enigma,

but right now you're an enigma,

who's about to get an enema -

so, drop 'em, pal!

Please -.

Drop 'em.

We're gonna hammer
those extraterrestrial monkeys

into little greasy spots.

We're coming to kill, Houston.

Damn, I love this job -

yeehaaw!

Clean.

Clean.

Oo -

the media must never
get hold of this!

Clean.

Hello, captain.

Locate military vessel,

code name Hard Encounter,

near Earth's moon.

As you command, captain.

Flying around

in outer space

Momma and Poppa

weren't making a sound -.

Momma and Poppa

- weren't making a sound -.
- Destroy military vessel

code name Hard Encounter.

As you command,

captain.

Clean.

Clean.

Yes, well, thank you very much.

And now that we have wasted

pressure time
with your little parlour trick,

perhaps we should get back
to the business

of seeking and destroying the -.

And what, pray tell,

- was that?
- Why that, er -

it sounded like the Lexx,

firing its weapon.

But that's not possible, is it?

Stanley, why don't you
simply ask the Lexx

if it fired its weapon?

Then we'll know what's happened.

Oh, there's no need to do that.

See, the Lexx couldn't have fired

because the Lexx only does

what I tell it to do,

and because I'm its captain,
I'm its only captain.

Say, umm -

you guys didn't happen to see Lyekka,

LooLoo around anywhere,
did you?

No.

No. Why?

Oh, I was just wondering.

Why do you ask about her?

You already have
the key back from her.

Well yeah, but we were friends once,

remember, you know, before
she stole the key from me,

- and I got it back.
- Really.

Lexx - connect me to NASA.

790, can you

connect me to NASA?

If I felt like it -

which will never happen!

- Kai.
- 790-.

Oh, all right.

Professor Shnoog,

this is Isambard Prince.

I need to know the status of

Operation Hard Encounter.

Gone! Gone gone
gone gone gone!

Goodbye, goodbye -

disappeared right

- off the radar.
- I wonder how that

could have happened?

790, how could that
have happened?

I don't know and I don't care.

I just wanna suck my dead man's hair.

There goes my re-election.

So -

it appears that our mission is still

to locate the carrot.

Before it locates us.

Well yeah, OK, as long

as we all stick together this time.

My feet are sore!

My everything is sore.

Oh, this is hopeless.
The Lexx is too big.

We're never gonna find it.

Shh! It's close.

Quiet now.

Talk to me, robot head.

I still can't quite pinpoint it.

Come on.

Closer,

closer -

- very close.
- Where is the damn thing?

It's close. It's here.

It's right on top of us.

Where, where?

It's -

it's behind us!

Where is it?

- Here.
- What? You've got the carrot

- inside you Kai?
- Yes -

but not for long.

I'll be right back.

So, dead man -

how was your first

bowel movement in 6000 years?

Dry.

Well,

that's one bad carrot down.

And one missing key to the Lexx

- still to go.
- Hey,

don't worry about it,

you know, we'll find it,
it's gotta be around here

- somewhere.
- Around here somewhere indeed.

Check.

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