All language subtitles for Andromeda S03E02 - The Shards of Rimni

Incoming courier drone
from Singapore Drift.

Security code confirmed.

Proceed to Hangar Bay 12.

Whoo-hoo!

Hover boarding on Mardiks Four.

Oh, baby, oh, baby,

Dylan.

You've got mail.

All right, stand back,
you land-locked losers.

Whoo-hoo!

I can feel the wind in my hair

and splattered bugs
on my teeth now.

Whoo-Hoo. Whoa.
Whoo!

Look out, sanding
chicks, here I come!

Oh yeah, baby.

Whoo! Whoa.
All right...

That's impossible.

Beka, holonovels?

What?

They're... historical novels.

- You insert yourself...
- Look at me.

into uh, great events.

The Amorous Cerilli beach...

What kind of events are we
talking about, Huh, Beka?

Whoo!

What's the matter?
Can't reach me?

Whoo!

Hey, for once in my life,
I'm as tall as Tyr!

Hey, shorty.

Whoo! This is beautiful.

Konstantine...

Dylan, how's the weather
down there?

What'd you get?

Am I cool, or what?

When they ask, I never
got this package, okay?

When who asks?

Dylan, what is it?
We can help.

Whatever it is,
we are your best resource.

Not this time.
Not now.

Harper, you're with me.

So where are we going, boss?

The hologram was a map.

And not one like I've ever seen.

That's the whole idea.

Wait a minute. How come I get to go
for a change?

Because I want you with me.

This is something shady,
isn't it?

Here. We'll take the Maru.

Chart us to the nearest
slip-point.

Fellenhoff?

More like Fell-In-Hell

in a Fell-In-Handbag.

Guess I won't be needing this.

Still, I see this
as an opportunity

to hone my skills,
stay mentally fit,

share our similar viewpoints,

and achieve something of quality,
in our time together.

Yeah, we'll have fun.
I'd like to leave today.

Fellenhoff Drift, what a hole.

All right, boss,

You don't have to answer
this question,

but on a scale
of one to ten, um...

On a scale of one to ten,

how dangerous
would this objective be?

Question answered.

All right, Mr. Harper,
work your magic.

Uh, let's see.

Piece of cake.

Ta-dah!

Very good.

Of course.

Stay.

Nice to meet you, Konstantine.

Captain Dylan Hunt,

By Commonwealth authority,

you're under arrest for murder.

The Universe is a dangerous place,

But in our future,

My crew and I fight
to make it safe.

I am Dylan Hunt,

Captain of the
Andromeda Ascendant,

And these are our adventures.

So who was that corpse?

I have no idea who that guy was,

But he's the one
who sent me the package.

You didn't kill him, did you?

What do you think?

Well, then who the hell did?

Good question.

One thing I do know...

We've been set up.

Set up, huh?

Why would somebody set us up?

Sorry I got you into this, Harper.

Oh, that's all right.

I'm already out
my two-week deposit

hover-boarding on Mardiks Four.

Don't worry.

We'll think of something.

Go ahead. Think away.

Hey...

No.

Oh...

No.

I've got nothing. You?

Nothing.

Forced entry,
aggravated assault,

larceny, and murder.

Dylan?

He's Captain Dylan Hunt,

Restorer of the Systems
Commonwealth,

A modern-day Sani Nax Rifati.

Don't they know
he doesn't commit murder?

Or if he does,

It's usually
for a very good reason.

The evidence would
appear incontrovertible.

Dylan's prints
are on the murder weapon.

He was found standing over
the freshly killed body

with our little professor
standing guard.

I seem to recall
someone else on this crew

being accused of murder based
on exactly the same evidence.

There's a point.

You know, He hasn't tried
to contact us.

He won't.

There has got to be
a way out of here.

I don't know. We've got
pressure-sensitive walls...

Caden Infrared digicams
everywhere.

How are you doing?

And microtargeted
antigrav cell locks.

The Commonwealth security force
will be here in three days,

So we've got that much time
to escape and clear our names.

Your name.

You're in this, too, pal.

We couldn't be in
a more escape-proof box.

All we can hope for is some
divine intervention and...

Go.

Clear your names.
You've got three days.

Excuse me?

Hey, don't look so surprised.

I know who you are, Hunt.

Just when you think
nobody cares, huh?

The universe comes along
and surprises you.

Some nice jailer comes along

and saves your butt.
Thanks.

The clock's ticking.

Yeah.

Who paid you to let us go?

This could get very painful.

Don't hurt me, please.

I don't know who.

The offer came anonymously.

Lots of money to let you go,

And if I didn't...

If I didn't, I'd die.

I wouldn't count on that money
if I were you.

Well, now we can add
escaped cons

to the galaxy's
most-wanted gangs list.

At least we've got people
talking about us.

When all is said and done, we'll have
to go back and thank that jailer,

buy him a beer or something.

I don't think
he'll be able to enjoy it.

He's probably dead.

What about the Andromeda, Dylan?
Isn't it time we called in the cavalry?

Not a good idea to add Andromeda

to the galaxy's
most-wanted list, is it?

Oh, frigates.
Three of them.

Commonwealth fox-craft patrol

with uh, subspace
acceleration and uh...

extended-range missiles,
in case you didn't notice.

I'm assuming you know
where we're going?

I'm assuming
you know how to hold on.

So that's the guy
Dylan allegedly murdered?

According to my base
intelligence, he was a contract killer,

the very best,

but verifying facts
about his life

is proving to be
almost impossible.

Recognize him?

No.

I've known maybe
a hundred men like him.

They're all dead.

He's probably some merc
or special op.

I've intercepted
a message from Commonwealth Security.

Dylan and Harper just escaped
from the Fellenhoff Drift prison,

And according to security cameras,
they've killed a jailer.

He's now being held responsible
for two murders.

He's on a roll.

My money's on that
number increasing.

Looks like we lost
our parasites.

Complete wash.

None of the frigates

made it through the last
gravitational tidal wave.

That bloody spiderweb thing

that was a dead man talking leaving
you a clue where to go, right?

Yes, it was.

So, where are we going?

You're about to find out.

Great, and while
we're on the subject...

That ceramic shard
he sent you...

you've already
got one, haven't you?

Yep.

Did you bring it?

Smart answer.

Okay...

So, we find the spider web,

we find the guy

who wants to collect
all the shards

and win some
valuable prize, right?

So what's the significance
of the shards?

And how did you end up
with one in the first place?

It's safer you don't know.

Why is it shady people
always live in shady places?

He doesn't live here.

He's hiding here.

You know he's watching us.

Yeah, like a spider
watches his prey.

Harper, freeze.

It's coming toward me.

I think it likes you.

All right,

I can't freeze any better
and it's still coming for me.

But you're doing it brilliantly.

Screw it!

Harper!

Piece of cake.

Door!

So it's really you,

Captain Dylan Hunt.

Of the vaunted
Andromeda Ascendant.

Abelard.

I find myself oddly flattered.

Well, take my shard,

and my life, if you must.

I'd do the same thing.

Either way,

I was getting bored sitting and waiting.

Now, boredom, there's a killer.

I don't know who my
friends are anymore.

Well, we'll be your friends.

So if you didn't kill
Konstantine,

who did?

Well you've got me.

Between the four of us,
we thought it was a pretty simple plan.

Blackmail you for the shard,

maybe kill you, maybe not.

No, probably kill you.

Oh, and here I thought
we were friends.

What's with the box?

This?

This was at the tunnel
when I got there.

By that time,
I was feeling certifiably edgy.

Yeah, it's a finger.

Yeah, that would be a finger.

So, who's the nine-fingered
fellow this used to belong to?

Peder.

Harper?

Let me guess.

Peder, right?

Okay, so who's Peder?

I have Peder,

and I want your shard, Abelard,

A trade.

Under Commonwealth authority,

I demand you relinquish
Captain Dylan Hunt

and Seamus Harper

to my custody immediately.

And you are?

First Officer Max Lincoln,
Commonwealth Security,

Third district, Marinell
division, system nine.

Do you people even understand

the gravity of the charges?

No.

No, First Officer Max Lincoln,
we don't understand.

I'm authorized
to give you two days

to turn the suspects over to me,

or I'll report
your insubordination

to my superiors

and you can deal
with the consequences.

Look, Officer Max...

We don't have Dylan or Harper.

We don't even know
where they are.

That's unacceptable.

Unacceptable?

He's on board, isn't he?

Turn yourself in, Captain Hunt.

Call back in two days.

So what do we do now?

Lose her.

Andromeda, hard 180.

Let's get out
of junior's jurisdiction.

More company.

Commonwealth support ships --

cruisers,

patrols,

even a military destroyer.

Our Dylan must be
a very wanted man.

Prepare for slipstream.

Don't disappoint me, Abelard.

Zeus...

To think I trusted him
like a brother.

Yeah, the universe
is so unkind to scumbags.

You know, with your
limited grasp

on seemingly everything,

I don't expect you
to understand.

Zeus, Peder, Konstantine,

We were more than partners.
We were friends.

Yeah well, right now,
one's a hostage, one's a corpse,

and one's the guy
who did it to them.

And who framed us.

Now, what the hell's
going on here?

You can't give your
shard to Zeus.

At the risk of appearing
both mundane and afraid,

that's exactly
what I'm going to do.

I'm going to give them the shard
and get Peder back safely.

It won't work that way.

Zeus isn't leaving
any withesses.

He'll take your shard, he'll kill
you, kill Peder, and then he'll kill me.

Yeah and most of all, me.

Does this have to be dressed up
in such high drama?

God. No wonder
the theater's dead.

You haven't met Tyr.

I've got an idea, boss.

Why don't we take a fake?
I could whip one up--

Harper you're staying here.

What? But...

All right. They also serve,
those who stand in wait.

I believe this map
belongs to you.

Lead the way.

Pleasure.

Drop your weapon.

All right.

Just take it easy.

It's never easy.

What was that?

I tripped.

So when are we
going to find this guy?

Hey!

I think we found him.

Wait here.

Everybody's a thief
on this planet.

Captain Dylan Hunt.

You must be Zeus.

I knew you'd come...

Hopelessly predictable.

Bring the three shards,

yours, Konstantine's
and Abelard's,

to the Goulash Cafe
on the Zempf Drift.

I'll be there.

I never turn down a good meal.

They're threatening
to fire on us

if we don't turn over
Dylan and Harper.

Well, that's a problem,

since we have neither
Dylan nor Harper.

Maybe we should tell them that.

Again?

As long as they think we have Dylan,

he's free to do whatever
he's out there doing.

Rommie, any idea
what he's out there doing?

Two incoming missiles
veering off.

Friendly fire?
From our Commonwealth?

Just a warning shot...

for now.

Harper, approaching the drift.
I'm going on board.

Keep our guest company.

Boredom.

There's always boredom,

even if you don't know
how it'll finally end,

but for a while there,

I thought I was going to die.

Yeah, but you didn't.

Too bad.

Then again,
if it wasn't for Dylan...

If it weren't for Dylan, what?

I don't suppose you have
something to drink around here?

Anything?

All right.

You're too kind.

If it weren't for Dylan, what?

You're dripping.

He led a mission,

A highly illegal mission,
deep into the Arkland system,

What?

What in the hell...

Yeah, and?

Oh, he didn't tell you.

He doesn't trust you.

What are you talking about?
Of course he trusts me.

Then why didn't he tell you?

Shut up.

I know where Dylan's gone.

Of course. Zeus!

Whoa, whoa, hey.
Hey, come back here you!

Ten more battle cruisers have joined
them from the Castallian alliance.

Great. Now even the fish
people are after us.

The Commonwealth...

No doubt attempting to use

the growing magnitude
of their military

to leverage Dylan's surrender.

Why do they want Dylan?
What did he do?

All incoming ships
report immediately to customs.

Captain Hunt.

Your table is ready.

Welcome, Captain Hunt.

I feel good enough to eat.

How about you?

Food? Order?

Let me do this.

We'll start with
the warm sponge salad,

And then we'll have
the flangine bass.

Dylan,

I feel like I've
known you forever.

I've been studying
your every move

for quite some time.

That's good.

Then maybe you can tell me
what I'm going to do next.

How is my friend Abelard?

Chat, chat, chat, right?

Do you have the shards on you?

Right now, that's my
main concern.

Well, my concern is that I'm
wanted for murder.

You're right, you do
have a bigger worry.

You know, I have guys here
who will react if you start anything.

You think I would come here
without my people?

Of course you came without them.
You're a wanted man, Dylan.

But even if you brought them,
what difference would it make.

My men will react regardless,

and you are all done.

I'll still get you...

before your men get me.

But before you do,
there'll be carnage in here.

Fifteen, 20 innocent
deaths on your hands...

Aren't you in enough trouble?

Who's to say what's enough?

Excuse me.

Go ahead.

I hate to be
the bearer of bad news,

but Abelard gave me the slip.

I'll get back to you.
Dylan out.

Bad news?

Let me confirm it for you.

Dylan, I'm sorry.

I screwed up.

Don't worry, Abelard.
We'll get you out of here.

I was trying to help, but they grabbed
me before...

When I saw him with you,
I thought,

we should grab
this guy to get to you.

But now I've got you.

And you've got the shards.

We had all of
the shards except yours,

from your Argosy mission
before the fall,

but then you reappeared,

And your new Commonwealth
led us right to you.

We knew you'd still have it.

Do you think it's true
what they say about the shards?

Mythology.

Boring.

I don't know.

I think when we
put them together...

Or when I put them together...

I'll be the biggest guy
in any neighborhood I choose.

Think about it.

Me. Power.

You've got to love it.

And that's why
you're killing your partners.

Well, we were partners.

And they had a pretty good idea.

Blackmail you,
get the last shard.

Payday.

But then it occurred to me,

This is Dylan Hunt.

I mean, he blows up stars.

He captains the Andromeda.

What's a little
blackmail to him?

Instead, you framed me
for murder.

Yes.

And get you to come to me.

And it worked.

Congratulations.

Thank you.

So I have three shards,
mine, Peder's, and Abelard's.

Wrong. I've got Abelard's.

Well, either way,
I'm going to get them,

So why don't you
make it easy on yourself?

You're going to prison anyway.
I've made sure of that.

What did you say to him?

Dessert's on me.

Dylan, it's over.

Here and now.

You're no match, okay?

I want the shards.

I don't have the shards with me.

Huh?

And you thought I didn't bring
my people with me.

Get him. Get him.

Sorry about the mess.

Put it on Zeus's tab.

How long shall we keep up
this low-speed cosmic chase?

Until we hear from Dylan.

Or about Dylan.

Maybe this all begins
and ends with trust,

trusting Dylan and his judgment,

and trusting that we will find
him when we need to.

All right.
Abelard's shard,

your shard,

and Konstantine's shard.

Zeus has got what?
Two more shards?

And he's killing everybody
to complete the set?

That's about it.

No. I don't think it is.

Really?

I know how you
got your shard, Dylan.

Abelard told me about
your little secret mission

into the heart of the evil
Arkland system.

Then you know
everything there is to know.

No, I don't think I do.

Why didn't you take us?

I would have taken you,

but I didn't have a choice.

Oh, no, huh?
Why not?

Because that mission
was 310 years ago.

Okay.

I'm feeling a little
stupid right now.

Thanks for taking me this time.

No problem.

Uh, one more question though,
about these shards, why...

All in due time.

You made it home okay?

So much for that plan.

Listen, here's the instructions
for the next drop,

with the three shards.

No exchange unless I see
Peder and Abelard are alive.

I'm in charge of this situation.

I'll decide.

Zeus...

I've got something better
than the three shards.

I got the instructions of how
to use the finished product.

I'll trade it all
for Peder and Abelard.

You're bluffing.

Does it matter?

Bring it to the drop.

But just to keep you
on the straight and narrow,

I'm going to have Abelard
give you a play-by-play now.

Don't do it, Dylan.

Such an obvious trick.

Bring the instructions
and the three shards.

Bring the shards.

Uh, do you have instructions?

What?
It's a good question.

Hey, I really meant it
when I said thanks,

by the way.

Usually, you go
on these missions

with Tyr or Beka,
or Rommie, or Trance.

Basically anybody but me,

So thanks.

Mr. Harper...

Did your mom ever teach you
this rhyme when you were a child?

"Where are you going,
my fine young knight?

Where are you going
'cross land and sea?"

"To fight for what is good.

Stop what is bad.

All for the vase of Rimni."

Yeah, yeah. I know
that stupid kids' tale.

The vase of Rimni...

Crafted by the Knights
of Rimnerran.

Oh, my god.

The vase is supposed to bestow
upon its possessor

the sympathy of the cosmos...

Victory in all endeavors,
riches beyond imagination. Yes.

Are the shards
from the vase of Rimni?

Three hundred and ten years ago,

Commander Stark
of the old Commonwealth

put together a special ops team.

I was its leader.

We blew into a small planet
and took out their dictator.

People died.
A lot of people.

Uh-ha, that's too bad, but...

You got the vase of Rimni!

It was broken into five pieces

When we found it
in the dictator's headquarters,

So to keep it out
of the wrong hands,

We each took a piece.

Then we took an oath
to keep it a secret.

So that's why
you couldn't tell me.

All this time, you've just been
trying to keep an oath.

Three hundred and ten
years is a long time.

I'm sure a lot of people have
been looking for it ever since,

chasing the dream of the myth,

So to speak.

And now, somehow,

Zeus and his gang have found
the four of those shards.

When you first found it,
you had to know what it was, right?

I mean, when I was little,
my mom told me

it was so powerful that nobody could
be trusted with it. Not even Vedrans.

Weren't you at least
a little tempted

to put it together
and see what it did?

Well, there's something else
that my mom taught me --

all that glitters is not gold.

Peder.

You know, I'm starting to have a rather
large dislike for this Zeus guy.

You're supposed to be alone.

Well, 'm supposed to be
a lot of things,

But today, I have a partner.

Hi.

We'll take you to Zeus.

Wait. I don't remember
anything about any escorts.

Let me see the three shards.

What makes you think
I have them on me?

So is this when it gets ugly?

It doesn't have to.

Yes, it does.

All right,

that's enough.

Where's Zeus?

Harper...

Thanks.

All right, okay.
All right.

That's it.
Sing like a canary.

All right, I'll tell you.

Very good.

Where the hell are those guys?

See?

It hurts when people
don't answer your call.

Your weapon is empty.

Oh, crap.

Abelard, run!

Ah, trust...

Such a fragile thing,
don't you think?

Ah-ah...

Look at you,

Fancy-Pants starship captain.

This would have been so much
easier without you,

but you had to go
and mess things up.

You kept screwing things up.

Assigning blame.

I would have thought you were
smarter than that, Zeus.

It's your fault.

No way. Uh-Uh, pal.

You want a piece of him,
get through me first. Come on.

Give me the shards,

or he dies.

Release Harper.

Yeah. Give me the shards first.

Zeus, get out of here.

I'll meet you at
the rendezvous point.

Harper, give him the shards.

What? No, Dylan...

Don't make me beg.

All right.

The Commonwealth is still
hailing us, and they're mad.

They say this
is the last warning.

That's what they said
five "last warnings" ago.

They're waiting for authorization.

God bless bureaucracy.

Mm. I'll say.

Sinti must be calling them home.

Not home. Zempf.

They've found Dylan's location.

We're after them.

All ahead, full.

No...

No.

No!

It was just a story, Abelard.

It always was.

One stinking leap of faith

in an entire lifetime
of cynicism and hate.

There's no justice.

You'd think

that if I was willing
to take a chance

one time in my life,

that somewhere, somebody,
some benevolent deity

would cut me some slack!

They're in position to blow up
Dylan and Harper's location.

What about innocent
until proven guilty?

We're a little
past that, Trance.

Rommie... trace
Dylan's position.

Oh, what a waste.

Peder...

Konstantine...

The effort...

Blackmail...

The murders...

For what?

Still, I can live with this,

knowing for one brief
shining moment

we had the Commonwealth's hero,
Dylan Hunt,

framed for murder.

Are they getting this?

Every whining word of it.

Relaying to the Commonwealth.

Oh, Zeus and me,
we were going to be rich,

but then captain hero
and monkey boy show up,

It all goes to hell.

Piece of cake, huh?

Piece of cake.

Mr. Harper,

you were willing
to take a bullet for me.

Well... what else
was I supposed to do?

Mm-hmm...

It was a tradition
in the old Commonwealth

to award a special medal

for rare and unparalleled
acts of courage.

It was the commanding
officer's duty to make sure

that those who served under him

knew their value.

This was the first medal
I ever received.

I'd like you to have it.

Wow, I've never, uh...

I don't deserve this, Dylan.

Please. Take it.

Thank you, Mr. Harper.

You're welcome.

Does this mean I get
to order Rommie around?

You can try.

So, uh,

the vase...

It doesn't do a thing, does it?

It's worthless.

It's a symbol.

Zeus and Abelard believed
that it would bring them power...

But to me,

it represents the highest
confidence and faith

that we all put
in the Commonwealth.

Well, that's good,

'Cause three people murdered,

one in jail collecting dust,

another one on the run with his
gun in the sun for all eternity.

That's a lot of time
and energy wasted,

and all for a worthless
hunk of glass.

It is worthless, right?

Did I say it was worthless?

No.

It's priceless,

and isn't that the value
of all dreams?