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I've come for you:

- I'll kill them all to get you:
- No!

[Narrator]
A space-age vampire stalks
a lonely space station,

and Buck must race
to prevent Wilma from joining
the ranks of the undead:

You stand between me
and something I want:

- [Crying Out]
- You were attacked by corpses:

[Buck]
Something somewhere
is draining their souls:

- Wilma:
- It felt so good:

Wilma, no!

[Growling]

[Man Narrating]
The year is 1987,

and NASA launches the last
of America's deep space probes:

In a freak mishap, Ranger 3
and its pilot, Captain William "Buck'"Rogers,

are blown out of their trajectory into an orbit
which freezes his life-support systems: : :

And returns Buck Rogers to Earth: : :

500 years later:

Leaving stargate:

Destination on screen:

Punching in coordinates:
Engaging autopilot:

- And that's it:
- That's it:

I tell you, Wilma:
You ought to get one of these
for yourself:

Well, it's one thing to get one:
It's another to have time to enjoy it:

What about the controls
in the shuttle compartment?

They're exactly
identical to these:

- You see, you're learning to fly
two ships for the price of one:
- Yeah:

Coming up on Theta Station:
Prepare for docking:

Oh, thank goodness:

[Chirping]
I heard that:

Twiki, are you still upset
because you're not going
to visit Genesia with us?

Who, me?

After all, Twiki, the last time
you and Hieronymus Fox
got together,

he almost punched out
your capacitors:

[Chirping]
Kid can't take a joke:

[Wilma]
Besides, you really need to get
that faulty microdisc of yours repaired,

and Theta Station is
the best compufacturing facility
in the quadrant:

Yeah, you don't want to go blowing
a tube next time you're out boogie-ing
with your girlfriend Tina, do you?

[Chirping]
Gimme a break, will ya?

[Indistinct Chatter]

[Chirping]
Uh-oh: Whoops!

[Chirping]
Whee!

So, I finally get to meet
the Buck Rogers:

Wilma has told me
so much about you, I feel like
I've known you for centuries:

- Yes, well, she's warned me
about you as well:
- Oh?

How are you, Commander Royko?

I'm good:
It's nice to see you again, Wilma:

[Chirping]
Oh, uh, this is
our ambu-quad, Twiki:

You'll be working on him
while we're gone:

[Chirping]
Give me five, my man:

Yes, of course:

Be cool, big daddy:

He's not exactly
your average ambu-quad, is he?

- No, he isn't:
- Hmm:

How long did Dr: Huer say
he'd be with us?

Five days: That should be
more than enough time
to repair that faulty disc:

Uh, actually, I think
I could get it done right now:

- Then you wouldn't have to
leave him here:
- No: We wouldn't want to rush it:

Besides, who knows?
We may get tired of Genesia...

all that luxury
and entertainment... and we might
just come back for him early:

You know what
"fat chance" means, bub?

Commander?

Repeat: Station to craft:
Do you read?

- How long have you been tracking it?
- Since it left the stargate, sir:

The computer can't identify it,
and I can't seem to raise it on subspace:

You better keep trying, because
if it doesn't change course,
it's gonna hit us:

Theta Station to approaching craft:
Do you read?

Station to craft:
Come in, please:!

You are on a collision course
with Theta Station:

Modify your course and acknowledge:

Approaching craft,
please acknowledge:!

It's no use:
It's gonna hit:

Divert as much power as possible
to the meteor deflectors
in Sectors "G," "H" and "l:"

Secure the sectors:

[Man Over Intercom]
Alert:! Alert:!
Collision imminent:!

Evacuate Sectors "G, '" "H, '" "l: '"

Collision imminent:
Alert:! Alert:!
Collision imminent:

Alert:! Alert:!
Stand by for impact:

All code red units
move to Sector "H"
with emergency equipment:

Emergency: Emergency:
Code red units report
to Sector "H: '"

[Wilma]
It's embedded itself
right into the station:

Fortunately, our exterior hull
has a self-repairing core,

so we're in no danger
of losing our atmosphere
to space:

However, internal
atmospheric integrity
has been lost:

Which means the air
from that ship...

wherever it came from,
whatever it's carrying...
is mixing with ours:

The damage has been done:
All we can do is assess it:

- Need any help, Commander?
- All I can get:

You've got it:

Doc, what about casualties?
None:

This sector was cleared
just in time:

[Device Beeping]

- Dr: Ecbar, Colonel Wilma Deering,
Captain Buck Rogers:
- Hello, Doc:

Scanners show any
life-forms aboard?

I can't be sure of my readings:
Could be some form of
magnetic field interfering:

Sounds like the best thing
we can do is go down
and take a look:

Commander,
if you're afraid of contamination,
we've already been exposed:

- We have nothing to lose
by going inside:
- You're right, of course:

Put this on:

Twiki, you wait here
till we get back, all right?

You don't have to
tell me twice:

Class "G" cargo freighter:

About 20, 30 years old,
from the look of it:

This looks like it must be
the crew's quarters:

The bridge must be
above us and to the right:

Hold it:

- [Dr: Ecbar]
Servo drone:
- We'll pick it up later:

Let's go:

Technically, the hull
seems to be secure:

Here we go:

Doc, number one:

[Device Beeping]

Here's number two!

Doc, you better take
a look at this:

Well, we found number three:

I think it's more like number nine:
I found a whole sick bay
full of bodies back there:

You think some kind of disease
is responsible for this?

[Sighs]
I'm gonna have to declare
a quarantine:

Until we find out exactly
what it is we're dealing with here,
no one leaves or enters the station:

I'm sorry, Buck, Wilma:
We understand:

Well, from the looks of things,
she was the last to go:

Maybe this will tell us
what happened here:

[Rewinding]

This is the log
of the l: S: Demeter,
bound for Tazwell: : :

With eight crew,
one passenger,

returning from Deneb 5,
having delivered a shipment
ofbarbarite:

[Rewinding]

Log update:
52 hours from Stargate 9:

The passenger, Helson,
has been found dead
in his quarters:

Cause of death unknown:

His servo drone, some sort of
personal data storage unit,

was found beside him, deactivated:

[Rewinding]
[Woman]
Update:

Thirty-seven hours from Stargate 9:
Now three crew members are dead:

Cause unknown:

The rest of the crew
is tense, irritable:

We're experiencing some power shortages
in some areas of the ship:

No explanation:
[Rewinding]

Twenty-four hours
from Stargate:
Two more dead: : :

After exhibiting
bizarre behavior: : :

And suffering hallucinations:

The paramed thinks the deaths
are due to EL-7,

although I'm certain
we decontaminated properly
when we left Deneb 5:

[Rewinding]

Seventeen hours from Stargate:
The paramed's dead:

There are only two of us left,
and we've got to stick together:

I've set the autopilot for Stargate 9:

It's the only thing
we can do:
[Rewinding]

Pearson is dead:
And now it's after me:

And it's coming!

Stay away! Please:

Who are you?

No! Please, no!

[Rewinds, Stops]

What is EL-7?

Virus:

It was rampant
in the Deneb system
till they discovered a vaccine:

[Sighs]
It's highly contagious
and works fast:

Fever, mental deterioration,
hallucinations,

convulsions, death:

She wasn't hallucinating:

- She was terrified:
- What do you say, Doc?

- I'm sorry:
- Do you think it is EL-7?

I can't tell
without running more tests:

But we'd best assume the worst:

I have serum here
to counteract the virus,
but I'll need more:

If it's not already too late:

Start inoculating
with what you got, Doc:

I'm gonna contact Earth
for more serum:

Hey:

Wilma, you okay?

Mm-hmm: Fine:

Why don't you go
down to the lounge
and get something to eat:

I'll join you there
later, all right?

Sure:

Uh... Um...

Twiki, go pick up
that servo drone and take it
back to my cabin:

See if you can get it
working again:
[Chirping]

Maybe it can tell us something
about what went on
on the Demeter:

[Chirping]

I better start
the inoculations:
Doc, wait:

You aren't telling us
everything, are you?

It sounds...
What? Crazy?

Look, Doc: You're not hallucinating:
No virus works that fast,
and you know it:

Now, tell me:

The people on this ship
are not dead:

They're not alive, of course,
but they're not dead either:

It's as if their spirit,

the energy force,
if you will,

is drained from them:

These discolorations...

They're on all the bodies:

Are you trying to tell me
these people are victims
of some kind of vampire?

Vampire?
I don't understand:

I'm not sure I do
either, Doc:

It doesn't like me:

That's all there is to it:

If it's possible
for a botanical organism to feel,

then this plant knows hate:

Come now, Doctor:
Surely you're overstating the matter:

No, I don't think so:

I fed it: I watered it:
I've done everything Buck told me
to do when he gave it to me:

I've even begun to talk to it:

And this is how
it shows me its gratitude:

[Woman On Intercom]
Subspace message coming in
from Theta station, Dr: Huer:

[Theo] That must be Buck
and Colonel Deering:

Maybe you better
hide the plant:
Oh! Good heavens!

Well, hello, Buck, Colonel Deering:
Are you enjoying your trip?

Not quite, Doc:
We stopped over on Theta Station: : :

To drop Twiki off for repairs,
and now the whole place: : :

Has been quarantined
for something called EL-7:

EL-7?

Is the station's medical complex
working on a vaccine?

There's some on the way:
It should be here within 24 hours:

Look, Doc:
Would you do me a favor?

The quarantine was caused
by a freighter, the l: S: Demeter,
colliding with the space station:

There's something not quite
kosher about it:

For one thing, a small drone
in the freighter: : :

Was shut down
for some reason
other than EL-7:

Yeah, Twiki's trying
to repair it now:

Listen, Doc: The drone
belonged to a passenger
named Helson...

William Helson
of New London:

Could you run an l: D: Scan on him
and get me the data back
as soon as possible?

No problem at all, Buck:
Great:

You can contact us through
Commander Royko's office:
Rogers out:

Well, if you have
no objections, Doctor,

I'll take you down to the data banks
where you can locate that information
for them:

No objections at all,
Dr: Huer:

Oh, if I might make
a suggestion,

perhaps you'd consider
having an agro-drone: : :

Come and look at your rather
depressed piece of flora:

Dr: Theopolis,
I'm surprised at you:

Buck left that plant
in my care:

Bringing in an agro-drone
would be a blatant admission: : :

That I can't cope with Buck's
20th-century naturalism:

- Yes, sir: When would you like
the drone to look at it?
- Immediately:

How do you like
your food discs...
fried or saut�ed?

I'm not very hungry:

Well, I can't say
that I blame you:

Saut�ed food discs
are not exactly
my cup of tea either:

You know, that's the fourth joke
you haven't even smiled at:

You're doing terrible things
to my self-confidence:

I'm sorry:

I don't understand
why I feel this way:

Ever since we entered
that freighter,

for the first time in my life: : :

I could feel death
as a tangible presence:

I wasn't gonna: : : Say anything about this
till we had more evidence,

but, uh,

Dr: Ecbar: : : Feels that those bodies
on board that ship are not really dead:

He thinks they're in some kind
of cellular suspension:

I think a being,

not a disease, is responsible:

Maybe that's what
you're picking up on somehow:

Or maybe just the effects
of EL-7:

No, no, no:
Don't even start thinking like that:

I'll get you another drink:

[Shuddering]

[Shuddering Continues]

Here we go:

What?

This is Dr: Ecbar:
Please page Commander Royko: : :

And have him join me
at sick bay:

What are you doing here?

Who are you?

Who are you?

[Grunting]
Stay away!

Dr: Ecbar just paged me:
I'm on my way to sick bay:
You care to join me?

Sure:

Oh, my God:
Is he dead?

[Royko]
The disease must have reached its
critical stage right after he called for me:

How can you be so sure
it was a disease?
He may have been attacked:

Will you wake up, Rogers?

Look at his body: He died
of cellular disruption, like the others:

How do you explain
those discolorations on his neck?

I can't explain them:
Neither could he:

He told me about your theory:
Vampires?

[Shuddering]

You keep them to yourself, Captain:

[Shuddering Continues]

Well, your passenger, Helson,
was a bounty hunter from Cygnus 5:: :

Specializing in alien fugitives:

A guy like that can make
a lot of professional enemies:

Yes: Well, here's
the curious part, however:

Helson only became a bounty hunter
in the last five years:

Before that,
he was an agro-station farmer: : :

Until his wife and family died
under rather mysterious circumstances:

How, uh...
[Shudders]
Mysterious?

Well, they died in a shuttle accident:
Their bodies were never recovered:

Helson was the only survivor,
so he was tried: : :

And acquitted
for their murder:

But afterwards, he vowed vengeance
on what he said killed them...

something called a "vorvon:"

[Buck]
Vorvon?
What kind oflanguage is that from?

[Dr: Huer]
Dr: Theopolis is continuing
his computer search right now:

Great: Thanks, Doc:

Try to get back to us
as soon as possible, okay?
Rogers out:

[Theo]
I can't get over it,
Dr: Huer:

The agro-drones told me
there was no hope for that plant:

But you managed to nurse it
back to full health:

I didn't know you had it in you:

[Chuckles]
Yes, well, thank you:

You, uh, purchased
a new one, didn't you?

Yes, I did:

Well, one philodendron looks rather
like any other philodendron:

At least, I certainly hope so:

Let's hope Buck thinks so:

Helson may be the key:

I'm gonna go back to the cabin
and see how Twiki's coming along
with the repairs on that drone:

I think he may be able to tell us
what really happened to the crew
on board the Demeter:

[Shuddering]

Are you okay?

I was thinking...

Buck, have I been
acting rationally?

Of course you have:

You don't have EL-7:
There has to be another explanation:

A psychotic killer?
I think I'd prefer EL-7:

That's the Wilma I know:

Glad you think so:

I'm not even sure
I recognize myself:

Boo:!

Bright, Twiki:
Really bright:

[Chirping]
I'm sorry, Buck:

Apology accepted:
Did you get this thing fixed?

Yep, I got the little twerp fixed:

How's it work?
Top button on the left:

All right:
Now we're gettin' someplace:

We are?
Yeah: This has to be the last thing
the drone recorded for Helson:

So, after all these years: : :

We meet face-to-face, Vorvon:

[Chirping]
Who's he talking to?
Quiet, Twiki: Quiet:

- You killed my family:
- Mmm:

He's hallucinating:
Royko was right: It was EL-7:

But this... Stop!
That wasn't a hallucination:

If you die, I die...
[Groaning]

[Groaning Continues]

He sure wasn't killed
by the flu:

No, he certainly wasn't:

He was murdered: : :

By something invisible
to electronic surveillance:

A vorvon?

He was using something
to ward it off:

I'm gonna go back on board
that ship and find it:
I'll be right back:

[Chirping]
I hope so:

[Clattering]

You stand between me
and something I want very much:

Don't worry:
This won't be very painful:

[Wailing]

Take it from him:!

[Hissing]

[Alarm Sounding]

[Hissing]

[Groaning]
Take it easy, Buck:

You're all right:

Hey: Don't try to sit up:

How do you feel?
[Groaning]

Like I just went the distance
with Mohammed Ali:

They're here:

Ecbar and the people from that ship...
They're the ones who attacked me:

You were attacked by corpses?

None of them were really dead:
Ecbar was right:

Something or someone
is draining their souls:

Making them into puppets:

Look, Commander,

I must be bruised
over every square inch of my body:

Are you gonna try to tell me
that I hallucinated a fight
with these people?

Convulsions and blackouts
are pretty common with EL-7:

Twiki! I'll get him
to bring that servo drone:
We'll play its recording for you:

[Chirping]
Uh-oh:

Oh, no:

He got to it:

[Chirping]
I only left it for a minute:

Commander, you can believe
what you want:
I don't really care:

All I want right now
is an aspirin:

I got a headache that goes
all the way down to my toes:

He's asking for a painkiller:
I'll get it:

Look, Buck,

I'm responsible for this station:

I've got a hundred people
under me:

It's my job to know
what's going on around here:

El-7 is the only thing
that makes any sense:

Yeah, well, I'm gonna
contact Earth again:

Maybe Dr: Huer can come up
with something else that makes sense:

Okay: You do that:

Meanwhile, I've got
some unpleasant work to do:

Just before we found you,
I was told they'd discovered
three bodies in Sector "G:"

- What's that?
- Well, if my hunch is right,

the 25th-century equivalent
of the cross:

I'm gonna go back to my cabin
and use the vid-phone:
I'll go with you:

That's all right, Wilma:
I'll be fine:

I'll meet you later
in the lounge, all right?
Okay:

[Dr: Huer]
According to Dr: Theopolis's
computer scan,

the word "vorvon"
originated on a planet: : :

In the Rumaine star system,

and it refers to, uh...
[Chuckles]

Go ahead and spit it out, Doc:
I asked for it, remember?

Yes, well, it refers to
a half-dead creature: : :

Who drains the living soul
from its victims:

- A space-age vampire:
- It's only a myth, you know:

Don't I wish:

Did you come up with anything
in your research to explain what this is?

Yes: It's an ancient power lock:

Legend has it that it's the only thing
that will ward off a vorvon:

Except it doesn'tjust seem
to be a legend, does it?

No, it doesn't:
I've seen it, Doc:

That's him:

[Dr: Huer]
It's said that it only appears
in this form to its intended victims:

Buck, I'm going to dispatch
a fighter squadron
to Theta Station immediately:

Now, Doc, by the time
they'd get here, it'd be too late:

Well, I can hardly sit here
while you and Colonel Deering...

Doc, there just isn't time:

Now, according to the legend,
is there any way to destroy
one of these creatures?

The power lock can hurt it
momentarily,

but the only thing that can
destroy it is a tremendous
overload of power:

Just like Dracula couldn't stand
the light of day:

Creating an explosion that large
on a space station is, of course,
out of the question:

Light of day:

Doc, I've got an idea:

Well, I was rather hoping
you'd say that:

Rogers out:

I've had better conversations
with a Roto-Rooter, you know:

All right:

In order to leave, Mr: Vorvon,
you're gonna have to take
the first ship in launch position:

This one:

And when you do,
you're gonna be in for
a little surprise:

They don't call 'em
stargates for nothin':

[Chirping]
Now what?

I've come for you:

- What's with you?
- Twiki, don't you see him?

I want you:

[Twiki]
See who?

[Vorvon]
You're the only one I want:
Twiki, can't you hear him?

I'll kill them all to get you:

No: Leave 'em alone:

Leave me alone!

[Twiki Chirping]
Wilma:!

Buck? Buck?

Buck!
[Gasping]

You may come to me now:

No!

Buck:! Buck:! Royko:!

Buck! Royko!

Buck:!

Now you're all mine:

- Stay away from her:
- Aah!

Wilma:! Watch it:!
Drop it, Buck:!

- What? Commander, l...
- I said, drop it:

- Look, Commander...
- Stay where you are:

Commander, the creature,
the vorvon...

It was after me!
Buck scared it off:

I'm sorry, Buck:
I know it's not your fault:

It's the virus:

But you're becoming dangerous:
I can't have you running around
loose on this station:

Commander, if you lock me up,
it'll kill all of us:

Please, Commander,
you don't understand what you're doing!

Commander,
listen to me:!

Please:!
This is serious:!

Please!

Commander,
you're making a mistake!

He was telling the truth!

Something did attack me:

I'm sure you believe that:

[Sighs]
I'm really sorry, Wilma,

but your friend has become
a danger to us all:

And so have you:

I'm not gonna
lock you up with him,

but, uh, I will have to
confine you to quarters:

Sure: Maybe I am
dreaming all this:

I don't know:

Maybe it is up to me
to end this nightmare:

Come on:
Let's get some rest:

[Beeps]

It's okay, Buck:
It's only a sedative:

It'll make you feel better:
No, Commander:

Before you use that thing,
just do me one favor:

Just one:

Please talk to Dr: Huer:

Just talk to him:

[Gasps]

That's right:

There's no need to run:

You'll let them go...

Buck, Royko?

You won't hurt them?
Once I have you,

I'll need no one else
for a long, long time:

[Shuddering]

[Whispering]
Buck? Buck, can you hear me?

Wilma: You all right?

There is an alien on board...
a vorvon:

I know:

Wilma...

How'd you get past the guards?
Oh, I drained them:

Stole their essence:

It felt so good:

It was so easy:

Wilma, no!

Oh, yes:

Plead with me:

I like the taste of fear
best of all:

[Screaming]

You tricked me!

Wilma, please, let me help you:

I don't want your help!

I like being this way:!

I wanna stay this way!
Wilma...

I've failed!
Buck knows about us now:

Tell me what to do:
Nothing more we can do:

There are other worlds...
ripe, living worlds...

that can be ours
for the taking:

Think of it...
millions of souls
withering in your hands:

Remember how sweet
their fear can taste?

How strong it makes you feel?

Yes! Oh, yes!

What happened to her?
The vorvon got to her: Come on:
We've got to go after her:

Wait a minute:
I may need this:

[Hissing]

[Screaming]

That's it: Let's go!

Wilma!

[Chuckles]

You'd better alert Security:
We're gonna need reinforcements:
Come on!

So much for reinforcements:

Let's go!

You know how to
operate this ship?

Yes: He showed me how:
Considerate of him, wasn't it?

[Man Over Intercom]
Security to Corridor 12, Sector "A: '"

Too late: They've gone:
Commander,
we've got to stop them:

Relax, Buck: I'll send
a squadron after them:
You don't understand:

I booby-trapped my ship:
If we don't stop 'em before they
get to the stargate, they'll both die:

Starfighter in pursuit:
The fools:
Destroy it:

It could be Buck:
I said, destroy it:!

L... l...

No:

No: No!

[Screaming]

[Gasping, Gagging]

What's happening?

Wilma?
Wilma, can you hear me?

- Buck, I've lost control of the ship!
- I've preprogrammed
the guidance computer:

You're gonna crash right
into that star if you don't hit
the "separate'"switch in front of you:

You'll have 20 seconds to get
back into the shuttle compartment
before the ship divides:

- Now, hurry:!
- [Vorvon Screaming]

[Gagging]

Buck, it's been a nightmare:

I feel so ashamed:

Forget it, Wilma:

It's over: Let's go home:

Well, for a man just recently
returned from the undead,
you're looking pretty good, Doc:

Thank you, I think:

When the vorvon was destroyed,
all his victims were freed: : :

From their state
of cellular suspension:

I feel rather like that Lazarus person
you told me about, Buck:

Yes, well, thank you
for checking in, Commander:
I'll speak with you again later:

Huer out:

Well, I don't know
about you people,

but I'm starved:

If anybody's interested,
dinner's on me:

- Well, thank you:
- We'd love to:

Good: Uh, you know, there is
one thing I'm curious about:

- Yes, what is it?
- Uh, maybe you could tell me: : :

How that India rubber plant
turned into a Ficus benjamina:

You know, I've been
raising plants for years,
and I've never been able to do that: