All language subtitles for Farscape - S04E19 - Were So Screwed - Part 1 - Fetal Attraction.sd-en

Previously on farscape.

We're not gonna give up
on her, John.

I gave you a chance.

Where is crichton?

I don't know.

I'm gonna need your help,

Mr. Scarran half-breed.

Aeryn for wormholes.

I will help if you taste.

I know why she's
reacting like this.

Stop. —do not interfere.

She's with child.

Scarran heat probe will kill
a pregnant sebacean.

Whose child is inside you?

Is it John crichton's?

I don't know.

If this is crichton's child,

we could learn all he knows about
the wormholes from this fetal DNA.

Get me out!

Out!

And now, on farscape.

Pilot: The scarran border station
has given us permission to dock.

Moya senses three
other vessels present.

One is our own transport pod.

Well that means sikozu
made it okay.

- Getting here is the easy part.
- She'll be fine.

The scarrans will just think
she's another kalish bureaucrat.

Yeah, and I'm supposed to
be a peacekeeper.

I love waiting to see how
things go south.

All vessels en route to katratzi

must stop for inspection
and quarantine.

The procedure takes
five solar days.

Any vessel lacking the proper security
clearance beacon will be destroyed on sight.

That's very reassuring.

We will find her.

We'll get aeryn back.

No matter what.

Pilot: Docking completed.

Permit station personnel to
board, but monitor them.

I understand, captain wentrask.

Chiana: Wentrask?

We must assume that all comms
transmissions are being intercepted.

But our comms are secure.

Let's just pretend they aren't.

Captain wentrask?

I am Dr. Trayso talnell,
chief medical officer.

Yes, yes, yes. Another kalish
functionary. Are these necessary?

Your entire vessel must be checked
for contraband and contaminants.

We have neither aboard.

I should hope not.

A, um, peacekeeper?

You are remarkably perceptive.

How do you come to have a
peacekeeper aboard?

What gave you the impression
I answer to you?

With due respect, captain, you
will either respond to my inquiries

or you will be denied entry
into scarran space.

Understood?

The peacekeeper is a spy
for the scarrans.

Also on board we have a
nebari and a hynerian.

They are spies as well.

The hierarchy will not look
kindly on a kalish

who obstructs their delivery.

Understood?

Do you have anything to eat
on board this station?

Refreshments may be obtained
in the station commons.

Be aware that no weapons are
permitted on the station, and...

You will be checked.

Our sentinels are programmed
to shoot and kill any armed visitors.

Keep an eye on that.

( Soft squawk)

All the visitors you get, all the fantastic
technology you get to work with...

Chiana: Looks like
she's found a new friend.

One of her own kind.

Oh. And not too bad
looking, at that.

Rygel: Sikozu thinks with
her head, not her kuzitza.

Chiana:
Yeah, that's her problem.

Rygel: We were smart
to send her ahead.

The kalish are definitely
running things around here.

Scorpius:
They are a conquered species.

They serve the scarrans
in order to survive.

You mean, they're collaborators.

I'll bet you could. Diplomatic
missions throughout tormented space.

You must lead an
interesting life.

Suppose so.

I'm getting tired of the
incessant travel, though.

I envy you and your
stable position here.

Running this station
isn't stable.

It's boring.

Sikozu: Karohm, your work
isn't boring in the slightest.

Karohm:
Maybe we should trade jobs.

I must get back.

Meet me later.

Sikozu: In a while.

Got anything to tell me?

Aeryn is here.

Say that again.

Aeryn is here.

- Where?
- In the scarran freighter.

The scarran freighter has
finished its time in quarantine

and it's leaving in half an Arn.

This won't harm the baby,
but it will keep you docile.

See?

I could make things so much
easier for you.

If only you'd trust me.

My name is John crichton,
an astronaut.

Three years ago I got shot
through a wormhole.

I'm in a distant part
of the universe

aboard this living ship of
escaped prisoners,

my friends.

I've made enemies.

Powerful, dangerous.

Now all I want is to
find a way home

to warn earth.

Look upward and share
the wonders I've seen.

Chiana: Half an am? What
can we do in half an Arn?

Crichton: We grab our guns
and we kick in some doors.

Scorpius: We wouldn't even
pass through this station.

The scarran sentinels are programmed to kill
any non-station personnel carrying weapons.

We have a hold card.

D'argo and noranti are
hanging back in lo'la.

If d'argo's ship attacked
a scarran freighter,

a fleet of scarran warships would
instantly be dispatched after us.

Besides, the freighter has
aeryn as a hostage.

We have a far greater chance here
than at any scarran military base.

Hence we need to keep that freighter
here long enough to come up with a plan.

Pass me all that food.

It's a hell of a time to
be eating, rygel.

Rygel:
I have an idea. Get me more.

Ralnaht: The freighter will be
clear to depart within a quarter Arn.

Time enough for a refreshment.

A scarran captain with a charrid
sidekick, just like sikozu said.

Jenek: He charged you far too much for
that raslek. One of your many weaknesses.

Povek neetranko.

Povek.

May we speak?

Leave us.

( Soft menacing growl )

Now, listen carefully.
My name is captain wentrask.

My mission demands
absolute secrecy.

My proof code is zenark devra
zenark prida.

( Mirthless chuckle )

Ministry of dissimulation?

Well, don't worry, captain, you
have little to fear from me.

I have no interest in spies
and their intricate games.

I am jenek in command
of freighter.

You have your mission
and I have mine.

Scorpius: So, as it should be.

( Soft growl )

A half-breed.

Of no concern to us.

Ready the ship to leave.

It's time.

You're doing good.

You're doing great.

(Grunts)

Vreena:
Why do you keep on struggling?

You know it won't do
you any good.

(Grunting)

Must I keep sedating you?

(Grunting)

Must you keep making things
difficult for yourself?

( Crying )

There's no point in fighting.

You know that.

( Muffled whimpering )

Crichton: That's enough.
You're gonna bust a gut.

That's enough, all right.
Give me a microt.

Sebacean? ( Rygel gagging )

From the freighter.
Sikozu thinks she's a nurse.

Chiana: Not good. It's another
person you've gotta fool.

Rygel: This will be
convincing. Stand back.

(Retching and moaning)

Hey, you all right?

(Retching and moaning louder)
Don't feel well.

( Retching and burping )

What's the matter with him?

Maybe it's your lousy food.

Yes, I'm sure of it.

Have you ever had an emesis
of this severity before?

Just once, but they cured it.

And what was the cause?

A touch of dermaphollica.

That's a highly
contagious disease.

Oh, don't worry.
They said it was dormant.

We're in lockdown until
further notice.

Anchor all vessels to
their docking ports.

No, you can't keep us here.

Uh, I can, and, uh, I must.

Uh, under the quarantine policy
of your hierarchy.

Have you any evidence the
hynerian's condition poses a risk?

No, but I must err on the
side of caution.

I am unfamiliar with
hynerian dermaphollica.

However, I have asked the medical
database at simstef for information.

They're transmitting it now.

I've also sent out a request
for all vessels in the sector

for doctors or healers with any
knowledge of the disease.

That's not procedure.

But, uh, under the
circumstances, it's a very good idea.

Thanks for suggesting it.

I don't know why everyone's
afraid of a few germs.

Yeah, me neither.

This'ii kill them.

Mmm, these'll kill anything.

( Laughing )

Greetings. I am trayso talnell,
chief medical officer.

Thank you for coming.

Utu noranti pralatong,
alleviator and healer.

And this is my
personal assistant.

You may remain here
if you choose.

Yes, healer.

A luxan assistant?

Oh, yes. Luxans make fine
pilots, exceptional bodyguards

and superlative lovers.
( Chuckling )

Data from simstef.

Thank you. —shhh.

(Moaning softly)

Apparently we've brought you
here for nothing, healer.

This isn't dermaphollica at all.

Oh, it's too soon
to tell, I'd say.

Uh, per this report, he should have
exhibited signs of skin sloughing by now.

May I see that?

Yes, well, you see, dermaphollica
is very difficult to diagnose.

The bacteria that causes the
virus is effectively undetectable.

Yes, but none of the other
symptoms are present.

Hence, unless anything else
manifests itself in say,

ooh, an am, I can safely
lift lockdown.

I'm going to examine
the patient.

( Rygel moaning )

And you're sure that what you
had was dermaphollica?

Yes. I barely survived.

Four of my wives didn't.

Here.

Hmm? No. Mmm!

Ow!

Swallow.

Was that absolutely essential?

Absolutely.

Chiana (softly): So tell me.
Do you wanna get outta here?

Zepa:
Well, it's getting a bit warm.

Maybe we should find some
place we can cool down.

Get comfortable.

Chiana: Gotta suggestion?

( D'argo sighs )

( Softly talking )

What news, healer?

None yet.

We'll just have to wait.

Zepa: Maybe you'd like
to go and see my ship.

Chiana:
Well, is it a very big ship?

Size isn't as important as
speed and maneuverability.

Oh, yeah? That's what
they all say that.

Come with me and I'll prove it.

D'argo: Excuse me.

Hey, nebari girl.

How about I buy you a drink?

Um, I was here first.

Your point?

(Sniffs)

(Whispering): Much better.

Rygel's scam seems
to be working.

So you know.

One of the voices on the medical distress
transmission was sikozu's, so we played along.

Smart luxan.

It seems your caution
was justified.

His skin is sloughing.

(Groaning softly)

The lockdown will remain
in effect.

(Groaning)

How contagious is this disease?

It can infect non-hynerians and those
it does infect, it kills without warning.

Frell that. I'm gonna lock
myself in an airlock.

I'm afraid it's far
too late for that.

And this virus is so pervasive
that everyone on this station

or any vessels docked to it
has already been exposed.

So what do we do?

I can attempt to concoct a cure.

However, my ship is
understocked.

I need herbs, medications,
healing potions.

Do you have you any sort
of medical supplies?

I mean, even a simple
remedy kit will do.

No. No one may board my vessel.

Scorpius: I have a facility
on board my leviathan.

I offer it for your use.

Escort her.

Thank you.

Crichton: That was a nice
job, granny. You scammed 'em.

I couldn't scam trayso.

But you did. He believes
rygel's sick.

That's because I made
rygel sick.

- No, you made him look sick.
- No, I made him sick.

With what?

Dermaphollica. The virus is
dormant in his system.

I merely reactivated it.

Can you deactivate it?
—I hope so.

And what if you can't? —he dies.

Chiana: Are you tenked?

What are you trying to do,
what, kill rygel?

No. He won't die.
I can make a cure.

You sure about that?

I'm almost certain.

How long has rygel got?

Plenty of time if I'm
not disturbed.

Is this bug contagious?

Some varieties can be.

Uh-huh. What about this variety?

I'll fix it.
—well, you've already fixed it.

You've... you've infected us
with the frelling hynerian plague!

Not infected, exposed.

Anyway, you can't get it.

Icant?

Nebari are immune,
as are scarrans.

And sebaceans?

Are sebaceans immune?

No.

You'll kill aeryn even before
we get a chance to save her!

Don't you say that!
Don't you dare say that!

I will fix this!

You wanted a plague,
I gave you one.

Without real symptoms,
the lockdown is lifted,

aeryn is on her way to
the scarran base,

and you are frelled.

Now I did what I had to.

I suggest you do the same.

You don't understand.

I have a patient I must protect.

Your passenger has already been
exposed, as have we all.

But the facilities on katratzi are
much more likely to have a cure.

Oh, so you'd expose them
as well, would you?

Scarrans are immune to
this disease.

But kalish aren't.

I won't be held responsible
for loosing a virus

that could prove catastrophic
to my own people.

Your vessel isn't leaving,
captain.

Karohm: The healer has requested that we allow
the patient to be moved aboard the leviathan.

Easier to take tissue
samples that way.

What? Release the hynerian
from isolation?

Given the pervasiveness of the
virus, isolation is pointless.

See to it.

What in the frelling yotz were
you thinking, you madwoman?

You're a plague! A withered,
three-eyed, bad-smelling pestilence!

You can shout at me later.

I'll be dead later!

You'll be dead sooner if I
don't devise a remedy.

The more you yell, the more you
distract me. ( Sniffing )

Noranti's is the only possible
course, John.

And what has it bought us?

Time.

And what are we doing
with that time?

Can't answer that? Right.

That's why someone's gotta
get on that freighter.

Sikozu was working on it. If she can
access schematics of the freighter...

Schematics are not going to
give us aeryn's location,

her condition or tell us how
many guards there are.

Someone has gotta go in.

You can't possibly believe that
captain jenek will give you a tour?

Grasshopper! You aim too high, and
jenek is not the only one with access.

Hey.

Sebacean.

What?

You're sebacean, right?

Huh?

Can't remember the last time
I saw a sebacean woman.

It's gotta be at least
half a cycle.

So?

So that's a long time
without companionship.

I don't do aliens.

Well, I don't do peacekeepers,
so why waste your time?

What's that?

This is something for
a special friend.

It's the sebacean cure for
hynerian dermaphollica.

Or a vial of dust.

You're a medical worker, right?

I could let you analyze it,

but as you say,
why waste your time?

Where did you get that?

Sorry, I don't kiss and tell.

But you can be sure you're not
gettin' it anywhere else.

Hynerian dermaphollica rarely
infects sebaceans.

When it does, you're dead
before you know it.

I hate odds like that.

Don't you?

So, what do you want for it?

I just wanna share.

Charrid guard:
No admittance, peacekeeper.

He's with me.

( Door opens )

( Whispers ): Give me a microt.

So this your med bay?

Mm-hmm.

Spare bunks.

(Metallic clunking )

Fun later.

Cure now.

It's a dehydrated concentrate,
is it not?

Right. Dilute it ten to one.
Saline.

There's enough there
for both of us.

No more?

No. Why?

Another sebacean needs
treatment.

( Softly ) You bastard.

Well, it's too bad for them.

(Thud)

(Metallic clinking)

Aeryn.

Wake up.

(Groaning softly)

Just hold... hold still.

Hol... hold still. I need to...
I need to unbind these.

No.

No, it's me. I'm real. Aeryn.

(Whimpering )

Shh!

Shh!

(Whimpering )

Shh...

Leave her alone.

Crichton:
Don't do anything stupid.

Scarran hierarchy paid
good crindars for me.

They wouldn't want the package
delivered damaged.

(Grunts)

( Screaming )

Vreena: He claimed it was a
cure for hynerian dermaphollica.

But was it genuine?

No, it's a fake.

Why the deception?

'Cause... horny.

Umm...

Just lookin' for a
sebacean woman.

Vreena: You attacked me and
attempted to release one of the patients.

Hey, no offense,

but she's sexier than you are.

Jenek: What would you
have done had you gotten her?

Taken her back to my ship...

Frelled her...

Made babies.

( Hissing )

Jenek, what are you doing
with my peacekeeper?

Jenek: Your peacekeeper was
aboard my ship attempting to recreate.

Is that true?

Yeah. More or less.

If you'll excuse us,
I will deal with him.

( Low growl )

I said, I will deal with him.

( Growling )

Aah, that's a hell of a thing.

(Groaning)

John, how did you lie to
jenek's heat probe?

Was it katoya's training?

Ha! Nah, I told him the truth.

Just not the whole truth.

(Grunts)

Aeryn's in there.
We gotta get her out.

Sikozu is gathering information which
will help us put together a rescue plan.

We will free officer sun.

(Grunting)

(Groaning)

The rosrob center sent us all their
data on dermaphollica, but it isn't much.

And I still can't get a response
from the diagnosans on coldjen.

(Slaps the panel) Frell!

Why don't you take a
rest interval?

I can monitor communications
for you.

This will boost your
hynerian antibodies

and cleanse you of the disease.

Open.

(Gulping)

Unfortunately, it won't cure
anyone other than a hynerian.

And that's a problem?

I mean, uh, has anyone else
contracted the sickness?

No, not as yet.

Oh.

And they may not.

But there's always a chance.

Mm-mm...

(Gasping )

Rygel?

Rygel!

Hey.

Hey, you with the big ship.

( Muffled choking )

(Coughing)

Hey, you okay?

We may have another victim.
Come on.

Chiana: Somebody?

Somebody call the healer.

( Screaming )
—hey, what are you doing?

Don't run away! Get...

( Choking ) —it's okay.

It's all right. It's okay.

We're... we're gonna
get the healer.

( Choking )

Dermaphollica has proven fatal
to a kalish traveler.

Captain jenek requests your
presence aboard his vessel.

No, no, no, no.
I must find this remedy.

He may come here if he chooses.

No, he wants you to go to him.

The healer needs more resources
than are available to make a cure.

If there's anything aboard your
vessel that would assist...

You must realize we have
a common problem.

We both have cargo that
needs protecting.

I'll solve my own problems.

Sikozu: The scarran freighter
is not only docked to the station,

but it is tied to its
power grid as well.

From station control, I can force a
power surge that will disrupt the circuits

of both the station and
the freighter.

That'll knock out the lights, the
alarms and those ugly scarran drds.

For how long?

Only until emergency overrides
activate. Maybe 30 microts.

Okay. Once we rescue aeryn,
we've gotta get moya off that station.

Yes, I think I've worked out
how to bypass the docking locks.

You think?

What were you doing with
karohm all this time?

What about the window stickers
this joint's supposed to give out?

Security beacons.
We'll need some.

If we rescue aeryn...

Don't say "if."

I'm sorry. Yes.

When we rescue aeryn,

we simply starburst away
from scarran space...

What if we starburst deeper
into scarran space?

Or if the freighter
takes off with aeryn.

If the freighter escapes,
then we abandon all hope...

We abandon all hope of leading
long and prosperous lives,

and we follow the freighter.

( Sighs )

She's still learning.

Noranti:
You don't have to use force.

I want to find a cure
as much as you do.

You will find a cure,
and we will have it first.

Nurse, assist them.

Nurse, didn't you...

( Growling exhale )

Check the patient.

Noranti: I'll do it.

( Groaning )
—save your strength.

Don't try to speak.

She doesn't appear to
be infected.

Well, neither was my nurse.

If she's infected,
can you cure her?

I think I can, given time.

Jenek: The female is pregnant.
Her fetus must be saved.

Is there a suitable recipient
for transplant?

What?

No!

Anyway, it wouldn't do any good.

All the females here are equally
at risk from this disease.

What about the nebari girl?

Nebari are immune.

Go to the leviathan and
bring back the nebari.

We can't take our weapons
through the station.

Then take a transport pod and
board from the outside.

(Aeryn moaning)

Noranti: Hush, now.

Hush.

- ( Growling )
- Hey.

Get out of my way, fek-face.

Hey, let me go.

(Grunts)

( Screaming )

(Grunting)

Get her.

Get up!

Guard the door.

Yah!

( Screaming )

Get your frelling hands off me!

They took chiana by force,
and you just let them?!

I was unaware until it was
too late to prevent it.

Recriminations can wait.
We must act.

Are you ready?

(Frantic panting )

As the doctor said,
save your strength.

Oh... can't let them do this.

It won't happen.
I won't let it happen.

They can't do it without chiana
and they won't find her.

(Chiana screaming)

Bring her.

Prepare for the procedure.

What the frell's going on?

- I'll sedate her.
- No!

No! Stop!

Stop! This is wrong.

This patient has been drugged.

She is weak.

She may die from this procedure.

I don't care.

My only concern is for the
safety of the fetus.

Trayso.

Please. Please.

Proceed.

Hold still.

(Aeryn groaning)

( Screaming )

What are you giving her?

Something to ease the pain.

She doesn't needs
anaesthetizing.

Give it to the nebari
girl instead.

No, I won't. This is the
patient who needs anethes...

You're not going to cut...
Oh, oh!

Chiana: Get that thing
frelling away from me!

( Spits )

Very strong. She'll make
an excellent host.

She had better.

If the fetus dies, so will
the both of you.

(9uips)

Karohm: Captain jenek.

Captain wentrask is in the
station commons.

He demands an urgent word, sir.

Does he? Very well.

Ralnaht?

Jenek:
What do you want, wentrask?

I require your cooperation.

But you can't compel it.

Jenek, I know that your prisoner
is the peacekeeper aeryn sun

and that you are taking her to
katratzi for minister ahkna.

I also know that if my mission fails,
your mission becomes irrelevant,

as do you.

Continue.

Karohm?

( Monitors beep slowly)

(Panel beeping)

Step back.

I... was just checking to
see if more medica...

Someone's been downloading the
station codes and schematics.

It had to be you.

But I'm disappointed.

You know this can't succeed.

We'll kill them both and
the fetus as well.

No choice but to try.

What the hell is taking solong?

The lights should be out by now.

The procedure's success depends
upon the swift transfer of the fetus.

Therefore, we should open both
the subjects simultaneously.

I'll go check it out.

Right.

Listen to me, karohm.

Two, possibly three, females are being held
against their will on the scarran freighter.

Halt.

Prepare to begin.

They pose the scarrans
no threat.

Their imprisonment is
completely unjust.

I believe you.

Then will you help me?

Of course not.

I'm gonna lock you up.

( Hisses )

How wrong was he?

Okay, now can you do what you
said you were gonna do?

Dr. Trayso, in my opinion, this
patient's body is overstressed.

Therefore, the fetus will
be debilitated.

I think we should let her
regain her equilibrium

before we begin the procedure.
—we don't have time.

What you fail to realize is that
ahkna's only interest in your prisoner

is as a means to the possible
information that John crichton possesses.

Now my peacekeeper defector can
give you John crichton himself.

Now, which mission do you
think is more vital?

( Monitor beeps ) All right.

That's unlocked the docking ports on
moya, on your ship and my transport pod.

Now for the power grid.

Ah! Are these the
security beacons?

Yes.

(Engine roars)

There are three lives here,
and I will not be responsible

for the loss of three lives!
—doctor pralatong, I beg you.

Showtime.

(Groaning)

( Alerts in various
alien languages)

Karohm, what's going on?

Stand here.

Oh!

Stop!

I'll kill her.
I'll cut her throat.

Noranti: He wouldn't dare.

If the baby dies, jenek'll
burn him dead, so shoot!

I'll do it. I'll kill her.

Kalish are supposed to be smart.

Who do you think I believe?

All right.

Shoot me.

( Screams )

You should've killed him.

My body count's already
too high.

Noranti:
The release is over here.

Ready?

Do it.

( Groans )

Check the ship.
—yes, I must check mine.

No. You stay here.

( Alerts in various
alien languages)

( Growls )

Are you done?

Almost. If I jam the docking
docking port controls

then the freighter won't be able
to break free and follow us.

(Gasping )

How'd you do that?

It was nothing. I...

I merely cross-coupled the
emergency bypass conduits. Let's go.

Quickly! Emergency power will
come on any microt!

Stop!

Drop the weapon.

Turn off that light.

Granny, do what he says.

Back to our vessel.

You work for the scarran, right?

Yes. Why?

Security is tight for visitors,
so you shouldn't be carrying.

Carrying what?

( Groans )

Agun.

D'argo, please!

Please help her.

Ralnaht. Report.

( Growling )

( Growls )

Chiana: I'm fine. You can
put me down, at least for now.

Pilot, what's our status?

Moya is free of the
docking collar.

Reactivate all
starburst systems.

Done.

(Grunting)

Who are you and what is
your mission?

( Groans )

Sikozu: Pilot, any
communication from scorpius?

No. Nor is he responding
to the comms.

Lo'la and our transport pod have
also been released from their ports.

Okay, well bring them aboard
with the docking web.

What about scorpius?
—what about him?

- Well he might've been captured.
- Or killed.

We can only wish. Pilot,
starburst as soon as you can.

Oh, no, no, no, no.
—we are leaving.

Pilot: Preparing for starburst.

Why doesn't she ever listen?

( Shudders )

It's... it's all right.
Aeryn, it's all right.

You're here.

Is this real?

It's real.

You're on moya.

You're safe.

What about the baby?

The baby's fine.

Everything's gonna be okay.

Sleep.

Stay.

You don't look as bad.

I'm fine, thanks for asking.

You nearly killed me.

No, I didn't.

Oh.

But I did kill others.

By my actions, I have taken
innocent lives.

Welcome to moya.

In my time as dominar, some of my actions
resulted in the deaths of the undeserving.

Even when the cause is just,
it's a hard thing to accept.

I must seek forgiveness...

Mmm...

From the divine eternal.

I can't help you there.

But I can extend my forgiveness.

No!

(Organ music plays)

( Coffin creaking )

Harvey?

You're not dead.

Of course I'm not dead.

(Laughs ): I am the... undead.

That's not funny.

That son of a bitch said he
took you out of my head.

( In transylvanian accent) Scorpius,
he upgraded me to Harvey 2.0.

One of my many improvements:

Utter loyalty to scorpius.

That's not an improvement.
—oh, but it is.

His course is the correct. Why?

Eliminate scarran threat.

You know I don't give a damn
about his agenda.

You must go back for him.

Go back to sleep before I drive
a stake through your heart.

( Muffled ): He knows
everything you know, John!

What did you say?

I said "scorpius knows
everything you know, John."

What... did you say?!

I said "scorpius knows
everything you know."

Meaning what?

Another new feature.

Scorpius can hear me.

Well, I've been sharing the
contents of your head with him.

Memories, thoughts, dreams.

Wormhole technology.

No, you're lying.

And eventually, they will
torture the information out of him,

and everything they ever wanted to
know about wormholes will be theirs,

courtesy of John crichton.

Leave me alone!

No!

Hey... hey...

It's all right.

Harvey: You have to
go back for scorpius!

Tell her, John. Tell her!

You must rescue scorpius.
Tell her!