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Ever since my time on the Magog world ship,

I've felt lost, confused.

I don't have answers

but it's time I started asking the questions

wherever they might lead.

Until I see you all again, know this,

wherever my path may lead even in the darkest places

I will carry you all in my heart,

and you will light my way always.

That's the entire message.

I knew he was having trouble but I didn't think it was this bad.

The darkest places, I don't like the sound of that.

Me neither.

I say we track him down and drag him back here

whether he wants to come or not.

Well he's a free...

being.

He's made his will known.

Besides even if we wanted to find him,

where would we look?

Rev Bem can take care of himself and if he wants time to be alone

I say we give it to him.

Yeah, easy for you to say.

Harper? Harper are you in here?

No!

Look I know you're upset but if Rev has to take off ...

Rev promised me he'd find a way to get these Magog parasites

out of my gut before they killed me.

He made me a promise and...

Sit here, come on.

Take your medicine, come on.

It's not working.

Just lie down.

There you go.

Xinti!

Don't let me go! Hang on to me please!

Hang on! I got you!

Code red. Medical Emergency in Machine Shop 17.

Dylan what's going on down there?

It's the Magog larvae in Harper's stomach.

They're starting to hatch.

Come on, Harper.

He is the last guardian of a fallen civilization,

a hero from another time.

Faced with a universe in chaos,

Dylan Hunt recruits an unlikely crew

and sets out to re-unite the galaxies.

On the starship Andromeda, hope lives again.

Harper should be conscious in an hour or two,

but I'm not going to lie to you it's not good.

Details, Trance.

Well, the Magog larvae in Harper's belly

have developed an immunity

to the medicine we've been giving him.

They're not going to respond to any more doses.

Don't tell Harper that.

He has a week at most and then they're going to hatch.

That is just great.

Xinti... Harper?

Xinti.

The Perseids. Of course.

If anyone can help Harper it's them.

Beka. I'm on my way.

I should...

You should rest, save your energy.

The Magog larvae what...

...whatever happens...

Don't worry, Harper.

I won't let them hatch.

We're entering Xinti Space.

Andromeda, relay all our current information on Harper's condition

to Technical Director, Hohne.

Ask him for any help he can provide.

Beka take us in.

Ow! Ow! Double ow!

Harper I have been looking all over for you.

Liar. You never have to look for anything, Trance.

You always find what you're looking for pretty much right away.

Okay, so I wasn't looking for you, but as your acting physician,

I figure that it's time you got some rest.

Uh! Uh, uh, uh, You never went to medical school, Trance.

So, you are not a regular doctor.

Lucky for you I'm not a regular doctor,

'cause if I were you'd have been dead months ago.

All right, maybe, maybe, but I've got less than a week to live

and I'd like to spend every second on finding a cure, okay?

Now where's that damn nanomanipulator?

Thanks.

Hey look, um,

thanks for everything, you know.

Now if you don't mind, I could use a little peace and quiet.

Going.

Engineer heal thyself.

Technical Director Hohne. Thank you for coming.

Harper will be very glad you're here.

Actually I should thank you

for bringing this to my attention.

I've looked at young Mr. Harper's proposal

for removing the Magog larvae, Captain.

It's startling. Ground breaking.

Cutting edge research

with a willing fully interactive subject.

Mr. Harper's condition will truly

preset us with an exciting opportunity.

Once in a lifetime.

Glad to be of service.

Now, if you'll excuse us, we mustn't

keep our subject waiting.

Rekeeb, the equipment.

Yes, the equipment.

Tell me again how brilliant he is.

Startlingly, uncompromisingly brilliant.

One of the greatest minds of the age.

And Harper's only hope. Uh-uh.

Boom! No more baby Magog, miracle cure. Case closed.

So you want to remove the larvae by folding space?

Alice strings and tesseracts.

Astounding! If we can work out

the specifics of this technology we should be able to literally

mold space and time to our will.

Yeah that's the general idea. Uh, frankly though, I'll be happy

if we can just extract my unwanted guests.

And uh, you developed this technology by yourself?

Well technically, I uh, confiscated it from some very nasty characters.

The human allies of the Magog.

And their creator.

You better believe it baby.

They used it to walk through walls,

I'm gonna use it to walk through walls,

only this time, uh stomach walls.

Harper are you sure this is wise?

You barely understand this technology, if it doesn't work...

I know, I know. It'll twist me into an abstract painting.

Harper descending staircase.

Okay, this isn't a joke.

No, it's not, I know.

But the way I see it, Rommie, I got nothing to loose.

If you don't like Harper's plan give me an alternative.

I wish I could.

Then we have no choice but to let him go through with it.

And what if it doesn't work?

What if we have to...

Stop the Magog from hatching?

To kill him.

If it comes to that, I'll take care of it.

When you recruited the Maru crew,

I thought they were unreliable, unprofessional.

Harpers closer to me than any engineer I've ever had.

Practically closer than any crew member

that's ever served on me.

Like family.

They all are.

Hell, even Tyr.

We should have maintained military detachment.

Well, Rommie we didn't.

We couldn't, they needed us and the truth is

we needed them.

They're all we have.

There.

Maintain the power feed, let me know if there is anything else we can do.

Yes, sir.

And transfer the specs for Harper's machine down to my quarters.

Rommie, did you ...

Rommie?

Weird.

Battle stations!

all crew man your battle stations! Stam?

Thompson?

- Battle stations! - Thompson!

This is not a drill. Thompson!

Battle stations!

Captain, all stations manned and ready.

Elapsed time 3 minutes 27 seconds.

Too slow!

Major Vance.

Kiley!

Battle stations.

Kiley!

Kiley!

Dylan?

How did you get down here?

This isn't deck ten.

Deck 19.

One minute you were on deck nine,

the next you were 200 meters away.

What happened to you?

I was with our crew.

Our original crew and they were alive and they were on this...

ship.

It was Thompson, I'm sure of it.

It was him, Stam, even Kiley Vance

were all headed for battle stations.

Thompson only served with us for one battle

I know, Hephaistos.

The Nietzscheans ambushed us and we were frozen in time.

He did die Dylan, I can show you the records if you want.

I know what I saw, Rommie.

Then what are you suggesting? Time travel?

It's not just time.

That battle took place over 500,0000 light years from here.

Am I losing it?

Maybe.

If I were it wouldn't be much of a surprise now would it?

It would be consistent with the psychological effects of a great deal of stress.

That's an understatement.

Ever since Hephaistos my worlds been in pieces.

You know, if I were hallucinating,

how does that explain how I disappeared from your internal sensors, huh?

Or how did I move 200 meters in just a few seconds?

The problem is I wasn't programmed or equipped as a science vessel.

My expertise runs more along the lines of making things explode.

Rev Bem was our theoretical physicist.

Yeah.

He was also our ship's psychologist.

But he's not here.

No he's not.

Harper is there a chance your machine is working already?

I wish. Why?

Dylan experienced something strange on deck nine.

Oh and of course, it's all my fault.

Well I hate to disappoint you but we've barely gotten started.

My stomach is killing me literally.

Dylan is the least of my problems.

I understand. Let me know if you need anything.

How about a new gut, hold the Magog eggs.

Tell me, you got it all figured out.

Not all but we've made a good start.

Observe.

You want to add a photonic resonator?

We need it to maintain absolute control of the string rotations.

Aha! Because otherwise we'd end up playing Alice string roulette in the key of F.

This may actually work.

I must say, two year ago if you'd have told me that

someday I'd develop a cutting edge application

of string theory with a human from Earth

I'd have thought it as likely as a Borillian meteor shower.

All right, all right.

Look, the two of you at least pretend

you're not having so much fun okay?

Remember my life is hanging by a thread here.

An Alice string.

Oh, see that's exactly what I'm talking about.

Science jokes.

Mr. Anasazi...

Tyr? You need something?

This is clearly not my quarters.

Harper?

I sincerely hope that you and your excitable friends aren't involving me...

In your experiments.

Magog eggs remember?

Tyr, I promise on my potential list of lab rats,

you are absolutely 100% dead last. Honest.

Did anyone notice that energy distortion?

Puzzling!

Hull breech in machine shop 17.

Hull breech?

The machine shop is 50 meters from an outside bulkhead.

I can't seal it. My control over the airlocks has been disrupted somehow.

Come on.

Okay, explain this.

Hello, is somebody there?

You're not supposed to be here. Help!

Help me!

Oh, no. Hang on, Rekeeb!

Please don't let me go!

Hang on! I got ya! I got ya!

Oh, please! Help me.

Please...

Please!

Help!

Go!

Oh, what?

Lovely.

Um, I'm sensing freakiness.

He's uh, some kind of robot.

Uh, he not just any robot, Trance.

This is one of the killer robots

from the Pax Magellanic that we fought over a year ago.

You think he's been hiding here this whole time?

Not likely.

What did you do, Trance?

Hey I haven't done anything, I swear.

Okay, then give me a theory.

What's your best guess?

Well, I suppose it's possible that the Maru now

and the Maru then have become

connected somehow, but if that were true

there's only one possible explanation.

Space and time have become very messed up.

Finally!

Can anybody hear us?

Perfectly, sir,

however getting to your location is another matter entirely.

Every doorway on this ship

seems to be set on scramble.

Guys we just ran into one of the Pax Magellanic killer robots

from over a year ago.

Trance thinks that time and space

have become distorted somehow.

I said it was just a guess.

The crewmen in the hallway

Harper's tesseracting device, it has to be.

I told Rommie, it's not working yet.

Maybe it doesn't have to work now to affect now.

If the device you're building can reshape space

and time it might also be distorting it.

From the time it was completed, yes.

In the future.

Holy freaking Kali melons. So when we finish the device

and activate it, it's gonna send out

some kind of temporal shock waves.

Yes. Backwards in time until now.

Temporal flux.

Oh, Dear!

Problem solved, you've already stopped

working on the device,

now we disassemble it. Immediately.

I wish we could.

Unfortunately under the current circumstances

finding the correct machine shop is going to be rather difficult.

And I, uh, took the liberty of, uh, assembling several miniature robots

to begin the assembly process.

So, it's building itself? Now that is just wonderful!

Dylan we have a situation. We certainly do.

No these disturbances aren't limited to the Andromeda.

What are you taking about?

They're also happening on Xinti

and with a far greater degree of intensity than here.

And if we don't stop them, they'll tear the planet apart.

This keeps getting better and better doesn't it?

Obs Deck again?

All right, we need a plan.

You! Come up with one now.

I assure you I'm trying.

There must be a mathematically

predictable pattern to the distortions.

But so far it eludes me.

Chaos theory!

And if you have nothing helpful to add, say nothing.

Scientist give me a headache.

They give me a stomachache.

What the...

Intruders!

No, no, no, no...

uh, this is all just a, um,

a spatial temporal misunderstanding.

Nietzschean, drop the gun

or we'll kill you where you stand!

What was that?

Uh, monsoon season on Gahanna I think.

You mean that door just opened to another planet?

That can not be good.

Crap! Kalderans, move back!

Deck 57!

Deck 57?

This should be deck 19.

This is like trying to pilot a slip fighter blindfolded.

I can't even connect to the ship's AI, my core intelligence

is spread out over six decks and right now,

...its as scrambled as the rest of the ship

Okay, okay.

Here's the plan

We split up double of chances of success.

Hopefully we'll get to the machine shop,

stop Hohne's experiment from finishing itself.

If not then maybe one of us can get to command.

And move the ship away from Xinti.

Yeah, keep this thing from spreading to the planet.

Go! Going.

Ah, Dylan...

Dylan?

Why are there Kalderans on my ship?

There shouldn't be Kalderans on my ship!

There have never been Kalderans on my ship!

Yet!

You mean these guys are from our future?

Something to look forward to.

Oh, come on! I am getting sick

and tired of this cut and paste ship!

Okay, here's the deal.

You will open onto the command deck

and that is an order on three!

One, two, three...

Good at least we are getting warmer.

Tyr! What going on?

I was hoping you might know.

Nietchean give it up there's nowhere to run!

Kiley!

Captain Hunt? Hold your fire.

Sir.

Major Vance. Report.

What's going on here?

You first.

We were manning battle stations in response to the Nietzschean ambush.

We found him.

When he refused to surrender, we opened fire.

And postponed asking questions indefinitely.

Captain, none of these corridors lead where they should.

Everything... it's different.

I'll explain later right now I need you to...

Now, what?

Kalderans.

Major hold off the Kalderans.

Tyr! Find that machine shop,

I'm headed for command.

Go!

In Dylan Hunt we trust.

Kiley...

it's good to see you again.

You heard the Captain.

Okay!

This definitely does not look like the latrine,

which I suppose is a good thing.

Oh, dear this is all my fault. I never imagined

the tesseracts machines side effects would be so disruptive.

I just wish I knew what we did wrong.

Not did.

Will do.

These events are emanating from the future.

Oh, dear.

I wish you'd stop saying that.

Now don't you see?

We're experiencing the distortions now,

so that means we must have failed somehow in the future.

It's a classic predestination paradox.

The activation may be unavoidable. Destiny.

I don't believe in destiny

and I don't even believe in density.

Except in the hands of Perseids.

It's a compliment.

I believe in Seamus Zelazny Harper.

I cogito therefore I sum and I sum to cogito

the damn machine right out of existence, kapish?

I do, I actually do.

You seek to defy fate through a sheer act of will.

Yeah, baby, you better believe it.

A man makes his own density.

Destiny. Yeah that too.

Oh, allow me.

Okay.

Oh, my, I seem to have...

Down here! Mr. Harper?

Oh, no! Oh, no you don't, come on!

Oh, dear.

Don't move, Hohne!

I'm afraid I've never been very good at this sort of thing.

Mr. Harper...

Oh, good show.

Grab my shoulder, come on.

Yes.

Now on the count of three,

you're gonna climb up me, okay.

Yeah Ready?

One, two, three...

Hang on, no! No don't, Dylan'll kill me!

Come on, no don't!

There was nothing we could do.

It was fate, irrevocable destiny.

Bull, it was bad luck, stupidity.

There's no such thing as destiny.

But the universe is entangled on a quantum level.

Who's to say how one event is bound to another?

Perhaps all things are predetermined.

All right...

The only thing predetermined is that you are going to shut up,

or I'm going to shove that chin in your mouth and shut you up.

Your human tendency towards violence...

Pales in comparison to my human tendency not to give up.

We are gonna find that machine, we are going to make sure that nobody else dies

because of it and nothing is going to stop us.

Not even the laws of temporal mechanics.

Comprende?

Beyond all margin for error.

Good.

Now move!

Fancy meeting you here...

Is it just me or is there some kind of pattern to these jumps.

I've almost got it figured out, it's an inverse curve.

The faster we try to move toward our goal

the more radical the jumps in time and space get.

So we give in.

Yes, move at right angles toward our goal.

And let the tesseracts carry us in the right direction.

Rommie,

you have the helm.

This way.

Thanks.

Don't mention it.

You...

you're me?

Beka, Help!

I can't get into this right now.

Later.

Trance, you will never guess who I just met.

A scary futuristic version of yourself?

She went that way.

Behind You!

Trance?

Beka...

I forgot how beautiful you were.

Uh, thanks.

You're me,

from the future.

More or less.

Did everything turn out the way it was supposed to?

No. Things are bad and there getting worse.

I made a lot of mistakes.

So are we going to loose?

At best we are not going to win.

You know what we have to do.

Is it the only way?

There is one perfect possible future but I have not seen it yet.

Um, could someone provide me with a translation please?

Beka, I have to go but

Don't worry I'm not really leaving I'm just...

changing.

Everything will be okay, you'll see.

Where'd she go?

She didn't go anywhere.

She grew up, she's me.

Let's go.

I want an explanation, Now!

No, you wouldn't understand.

Trance!

Tell me what the hell just happened or

I will drop you off at the next rock we find and leave you there!

Beka if I tell you everything,

it would be very dangerous for me,

for you, for everyone.

But please believe me,

this a watershed event in space and time.

And if we don't handle this crisis exactly right,

things are going to go very badly for us.

Okay, so that's why you changed places with your other self?

To make sure things go right?

Well I can't make things go right.

Not exactly.

But I do know how they can go wrong

because I've been there and believe me,

you do not want to live that future no one does.

This is crazy

I thought the past was immutable that it can't be changed.

Well, it can't but this is not the past,

this is the present and I can fix it so come on.

You can see probabilities, right?

Glimpse into the future?

Sometimes.

Good.

Then you know what'll happen

if I find out you're lying to me.

This is new.

Fight!

Don't you carry a weapon?

Yes! Good job, Rommie.

I've got major disturbances all over Xinti.

And my mainframe is still out of commission.

All crew...

Assuming manual control.

We've got plasma leaks all over the ship.

The conduits must be tesseracting.

Just give me enough power to reach escape velocity.

Rerouting.

Come on, Rommie. Come on!

We're out of orbit.

Disturbances on the planet are abating.

Plasma leaks are approving critical levels.

Shut down the engines.

Done.

Plasma leaks are under control,

We are vectoring away from Xinti at a steady 15 psl.

Problem one solved,

Now for problem two.

Uh, take this.

Please, I'm just a simple field researcher.

I can't do this.

Rekeeb, if I can do this, so can you, now, come on!

Wait, wait I've been analyzing

the radiation signatures of the tesseract events,

perhaps there is a pattern.

Rekeeb, this is genius.

I take back everything I ever said about you.

Now come on and shoot anybody you see.

What are you doing?

Saving our butts I hope.

You've harnessed a tesseract field.

Yeah, thanks to those numbers you gave me.

This baby should lead us straight to the machine shop.

Come on!

But those numbers were strictly theoretical

If they're not correct, you could be torn to pieces.

I'm already being torn to pieces.

Magog eggs remember? All Right. All right.

If it makes you feel any better think of it like this,

you'll be participating in an exciting

temporal experiment with a willing subject.

But if I am to be the experimenter

how can I also be the subject?

Like this.

This is not the machine shop.

No really?

Harper?

Thank God.

I was worried sick.

Harper.

Trance?

It's me. It's just a new me.

What the ...

Temporal mechanics give me a headache.

Tell me about...

I'm telling you, one more like that

and I'm gonna be the father of six baby Magog.

Follow me.

Follow you?

We don't even know you.

I'm still Trance and if you'd like to get out

of here alive, I suggest you do as I say.

What...

All right. Machine shop.

Good timing, Beka, what...

Trance?

That... that is you?

Right, last time, I'm Trance,

basically the same person, only older

and Harper only has a few minutes left to live,

so I suggest you focus on him right now.

The tesseracting machine is finished.

Good.

Activate it take out the eggs

and then you can destroy this thing once and for all.

Uh, Dylan, it's not that simple.

Hohne, he's dead because of this.

Because he tried to help me.

The Xinti government will be furious.

Well, whatever, we can't help what happened.

Maybe we can.

You did by being here. How?

The tesseracts, they've created a warp in space time,

one which allows a paradox,

what we do here will reshape reality,

as we know it.

It can change the future or the past.

What if we don't activate it, huh?

What if, um, what if we destroy it instead?

Then the distortions will be canceled out,

I will return back to the future.

And my younger self will be restored.

And Hohne will be brought back to life.

But the Magog eggs in Harper's belly

will hatch and he'll die.

On the other hand, if he activates the machine

he'll be saved but Hohne

will be dead and we'll be stuck with...

No one move!

Don't be stupid. Drop the gun.

I'd enough! Enough of this insanity, enough of the violence!

Destroy the machine now

or I'll kill everyone here and do it myself!

Why aren't you listening to me?

Hohne was the greatest mind of our age.

We have to save him.

Gee, lay the stress on a little thicker why don't ya?

Don't move, I have the gun,

you'll have to do what I say!

Oh, no.

Not again.

Magog.

Did I come at a bad time?

No, I'd say you came at a very, very good time.

So, Mr. Harper,

what do you want to do about the machine?

I don't know, uh, maybe, maybe Rekeeb was right

I mean I'm just a good looking, young, brilliant engineer.

Hohne... Horne's a genius. I mean if it's him or me,

he's the one that really matters.

Don't say that. No, its true, Beka.

I mean he was one of a kind,

he was the first one to commit to your new Commonwealth,

and he was my friend.

I can't just choose my life over his.

Let's destroy it, before I change my mind.

Harper,

if we destroy this machine,

you know what I'm gonna have to do.

What someone will have to do.

I made him a promise. And I'll keep it.

Thanks.

Just try not to enjoy it, okay?

There. That's better.

Trance?

What have you done?

I saved Harper's life.

We're in orbit.

Disruptions?

The spatial temporal effects of the tesseracts have ceased.

Good,

Contact the Xinti General Council,

we'd better tell them what happed to Hohne.

Seamus? Rise and shine.

My aches ache.

Just be glad you're around to feel it.

The larvae?

Gone. Thanks to Trance.

Yeah at the cost of Hohne's life.

What's done is done.

Yeah I'm not so sure anymore.

The important thing is, Harper you're alive,

and as for the cost there's no way to change that,

all you can do is earn it.

There's no sign of any dead Kalderans or Magog,

all systems are fully operational again.

Good. What about Kiley?

Gone.

That's too bad, she's a good officer.

Was.

Yeah.

That leaves only one last loose end.

What am I supposed to do with you?

I don't know, keep me around I hope.

I'm trying to think of a persuasive reason

to do that but I'm having trouble.

Because you don't trust me.

Trust is something you earn.

Then give me a chance.

I always knew you had your own plans.

But I also knew that your plans

and mine were basically the same.

Peace, order, a better universe.

My goals haven't changed.

Beka says the future you came from was a bad one.

One where things went wrong

and you came back to set things right.

So?

So, tell me how saving Harper and loosing Hohne does that.

How does that set things right?

I don't know if it does.

To tell you the truth, I didn't save Harper

to change the past or the future.

For all I know, I made things worse.

Then why?

For the one reason that does matter.

Because Hohne is a stranger and Harper is my friend.

Well.

That's a change anyway.

What?

Honesty.

But it doesn't answer your questions dose it?

About what to do with me.

No, it doesn't.

But, it's a start.

It's a start.