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Dylan, I'm receiving distress signals

from a freighter exiting Gallaphron defense space.

There are fighters in pursuit.

Move to intercept.

That bucket of screws just made it out of planet Gallaphron's control space.

No one has ever escaped and lived.

Not safe yet.

Target bogeys six and nine.

Missiles locked.

Fire.

Escaping ship, hull rupture aft.

Oh, man. Death corkscrew. It's over.

She's spewing oxygen.

Dylan, they're all going to suffocate.

Not if we can catch them.

Tyr, drop bogeys four, five, seven, eight.

Finger-Four spread.

- Launch. - Missiles tracking.

Preparing bucky cables for ship retrieval.

No time. I said we'll catch them.

Nice snag, boss.

Tyr, you're with me.

Dylan, the hangar is partially depressurized.

Tyr, EVA suits.

Grab all the emergency 02 masks you can.

Harper, Rommie, get these doors closed now.

No, Dylan, those hangar doors are just jammed.

I can't get them closed again.

We can't repressurize.

All right, we're in their ship.

Oxygen levels are approaching critical.

We're on it.

Tyr, come on.

Right behind you.

Over here.

Tyr, the door's jammed. Give me a hand.

Tyr, left side!

Close the door!

We've got oxygen. Over here.

Dylan, they're all exhibiting signs of extreme hypoxia.

Heart rates are near critical.

They'll be dead within two minutes.

Put these masks on. You have to share.

Here. Breathe in deeply.

Share it!

Come on, I said, share it.

No! No! Give it back!

You, Captain Hunt told you to share.

Here, breathe.

Tyr, get the O2 line from the emergency locker.

I'm sorry, people, but you have to share.

We don't have enough masks.

We'll get you out of here as soon as we can.

Give me that!

Here.

What are you, crazy?

Tyr!

All right, give me a three-meter lead.

People, we've got oxygen here.

Up here!

That's it.

Put your mouths over the holes and breathe.

Okay, good. Very good.

Well then, looks like we can all breathe easier.

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.

They were so panicked.

These people must have been through hell.

Yeah, give them a few minutes with Tyr and then see.

Thank you. Thank you.

There. There!

Severe brain damage can occur within five minutes of oxygen deprivation.

Well, let's round them up, people.

Let's go get them.

Thank you.

Oh...

You're welcome.

We never thought we'd escape.

We're resistance cell six from the planet Gallaphron.

I'm Angelika, their cell leader.

In a universe where no one risks his neck for anyone,

you saved me.

Well, we were just doing our...

Another symptom of oxygen deprivation

is a type of euphoria.

Hm?

I said there may be some complications.

Seems okay to me.

What?

Those blankets are synthetic vicuna, so they're pretty cozy.

Nice things

aren't just a snap for retired widows.

You use lots of things...

Pawn heirlooms.

Oh, that onyx and amber necklace, gone.

And, uh, these pillows...

They're, um, pretty soft,

because they conform to your neck for extra lumbar support.

Here, try it.

No nice things.

We pooled our life savings

for the bribe off that planet,

That ship, that captain,

that awful captain.

Hey, watch it. I used to be the captain of a ship like that

running refugees just like you.

What?

I mean... It's good.

Captain Higgins

on that ship, locked us in a room waiting for blastoff,

out of food, drinking condensation drops,

No air, no air...

I can't breathe.

I...

Do you like jigsaws?

Uh, you mean puzzles?

No, jigsaws.

Uh, sure, yeah.

Nothing like them for semicircular cutting action.

Why don't I...

Say, you crazy kids,

why don't we go down to the, uh, mess hall

and we'll grab some beers,

um, pudding. Okay?

Beer.

Sure.

Do you like boxing?

Boxing. Uh...

Sure, boxing.

Yeah, as an excuse to smoke cigars and bet on who's going to get their...

Ow! Freaking ow!

What did you do that for?

- Hi. - Hi.

Your friends seemed to be in a bit of a hurry.

Freedom tastes good.

Yeah, about that,

you know, it's a miracle you even got out.

No one has ever escaped from Gallaphron.

Gallaphron is a living hell.

Resistance cell six, which I command, is used to miracles.

My people are pretty tough when it comes to taking the pain.

That's the price of fighting for freedom on our planet.

Uh, Angelika, you can relax the pace.

Stuck in a prison camp with these people,

you get to be a pretty competitive eater.

Yeah, but Andromeda has,

you know, it's stocked with plenty of food.

Once you've lived in an extended period of doing without,

you never take having for granted.

Once you've crawled on your stomach

for what seemed like days looking for water,

once you've lived with so much pain...

You get close to death, you get focused on what you want.

Come on, Dylan,

when's the last time you did without?

Uh, well...

I had 303 years once,

frozen in a black hole,

doing without life or food.

Ah, my food.

Is that right?

Mm-hmm.

Do you have any other clothes I could wear?

Dirty fluorescent jumpsuits are so last year.

I think I can find something for you to slip into.

The Yellow Irminion,

one of my favorites.

Do you have something I could put in my hair?

It's just that...

You are so beautiful.

Thank you.

And I'm so old,

so ugly, so over.

You're just exhausted.

I have a beautiful person inside me.

I'm just hiding in this ugly body.

Like the Yellow Irminion. It hides in an ugly seed.

Oh, seeds contain so much intelligence.

All the instructions to make a beautiful flower,

to bear fruit, are inside.

What's inside you?

Beautiful flowers need sunlight.

Let's not keep you cooped up.

You know, if you weren't so intensely self-absorbed,

you'd realize that all of life is a balance

between the emptiness of eternity

and the need to make art

to remind ourselves we were here.

I had an epiphany like that once...

Then I mercilessly beat someone until it went away.

Would you care to join us on the hangar deck?

Dylan, I got a sockarooni in the schnoz

for all my kindness.

Uh, Harper, this isn't the time.

Hi.

That the shirt?

Uh, yeah, That's the shirt.

Oh, I'm sorry.

My timing's a little off today.

You take a knock in the nose, you get a little scrambled eggs.

You know what I mean?

Sorry.

Dylan,

No ship's log on board.

Rommie, would you mind?

Human brains in a box.

Well, that's certainly gross.

And puzzling.

Not exactly your standard carry-on item.

Did I call for a meeting in my quarters?

You know these refugees? They seem a bit off.

Well, they've been through a lot, Beka.

No, I mean, it seems a little bit more than traumatization or hypoxia.

- These brains? - Mm-hmm.

"Higgins."

You know that's the name of the captain.

I'll have a talk with Angelika.

Alone.

Thank you, Rommie.

Mm-hmm.

- Could I... - Alone.

Just...

Alone.

What happened with the captain?

I killed him.

Okay.

We gave him everything,

then he locked us up in a storage hold with no food

till we were half mad from dehydration.

I'd do it again.

Bucket o' brains,

Interesting way of conducting business.

I'm not sure you can comprehend.

Really?

It was the paranoia of living under pure dictatorship.

That's not good enough.

When we heard there was a Commonwealth ship

just outside the control space

and Captain Higgins didn't move, we had to.

And afterwards, you sliced him up.

You are filled with so much good. I can sense it.

The rest's over now.

Did you ever have to kill someone?

Andromeda?

Yes, Beka?

Tell Dylan I found some of the refugees.

Acknowledged.

Or, all of the refugees.

Andromeda, I'm going to need backup right now.

Beka!

What's up?

Okay, that's a little...

strange.

What are they doing?

Remember, I don't want these people hurt.

You know, for people that we just resuscitated,

they seem somewhat...

Ungrateful, no?

They're deranged.

Tell you what. Let's split up.

Find them and detain them in med deck.

Creepy.

They're goofy...

But they're quick.

All right, you two, you're...

Hey, what do you think you're...

Hey, folks.

Jigsaws,

I like jigsaws.

And power tools.

Bolt cutters is my favorite.

Uh, hey, all right.

I'm getting that, um,

Wrong-Place-At-The-Wrong-Time feeling here.

Do you like dancing?

Uh, all right, all right, no trick questions.

I'm game for almost anything else.

Whir, whir, whir.

All right, look, people, put the tools down.

They're not toys, all right?

Snap, snap, ginger snaps.

If they don't like our hospitality,

we need to consider other solutions.

I imagine sending them back from whence they came is one,

and in my opinion,

internal defense systems shouldn't be ruled out, either.

They're resistance leaders unfairly imprisoned, our allies.

We're not going to hurt these people.

Well, let's just hope we don't have to.

Yes, let's hope.

If these were Nietzscheans, let's just say,

at least we could expect them to act

in their own self-interest.

I'd say a show of force could make them cooperate.

They've got Harper.

This is Captain Dylan Hunt. Please listen to me.

I know what you've suffered on Gallaphron.

No, you don't.

Yes, I do,

and I'll be glad to take you anywhere you would like,

but you have to give me your hostage.

I want Harper.

I know you've been abused. It's not your fault.

We are here to help.

You have nothing to be ashamed of.

I agree with you, Dylan.

We've got nothing to be ashamed of.

All we want is to be free.

We fought for that,

Risked our lives for that.

You must agree to our demands.

Well, what are your demands?

We want Harper.

Yes!

Give us Harper!

We want Harper!

We want Harper! We want Harper!

We want Harper!

We want Harper! We want Harper!

We want Harper! We want Harper!

We want Harper! We want Harper!

We want Harper! We want Harper!

Had enough of negotiating with crazy people?

We want Harper! We want Harper!

Tyr, cover the corridor outside the machine shop

in case they make a run for it. Beka,

let's go.

Maybe we're going about this all wrong.

Okay, let's hear it.

Well, we should just let Harper sit.

What?

If they spend enough quality time with him,

maybe they'll get sick of him, and send him back.

Don't you think these people have suffered enough cruel and unusual punishment?

Okay, so here's the plan...

Let's get out of here.

Good plan.

Life is a balance.

Life's a struggle for meaning.

Struggle with that.

You know, if you weren't so intensely self-absorbed,

you'd realize that all of life is a balance.

He says that to everyone.

Does everyone he says it to end up hitting him?

So far...

fifty percent.

Go ahead, hit me again.

You can't do anything worse than the doctor.

What doctor?

Oderic!

What, a doctor made you like this?

Doctor,

Doc... doctor!

Confine him to his quarters.

Oh yeah.

You should've told me these people are insane.

That's not fair, Dylan.

They're not insane.

They were put in insane asylums. Why?

Because anyone who wanted freedom

must be insane, understand?

You didn't disclose.

Then horrible psychological experiments

were performed on them until they seemed crazy.

No, I didn't tell you.

Is that a crime?

Is it a crime to want to restore a government that I believe in,

or does that make me crazy?

Your people are attacking my ship and my crew.

- And you want to know why. - Yes.

Well, aren't you the Dylan Hunt I've heard about,

the one who fought against all rational odds

to restore an extinct, destroyed Commonwealth?

Come on.

No, no,

No!

Not again.

Son of a...

We want Harper! We want Harper!

We want Harper! We want Harper!

We want Harper! We want Harper!

We want Harper!

Tyr. Tyr, wait.

Waiting is silly, Dylan. I'm going to get Harper.

I don't want those people hurt.

Yes, I know,

but by my last count, we have only one ship's engineer

and we cannot afford to lose him.

I can't afford to lose you, either.

Understood and appreciated.

But there's far less chance of that, now, isn't there?

The clock's running. I'll get him out.

And I'll make best efforts

to refrain from injuring anyone else in the process.

That's fine, but I'll go in place.

No, you won't.

Look, while I'm loath to admit it,

we have but one captain as well.

His value, too, is at a premium.

All right, all right.

You know, you guys are seriously nuts, and I love that,

but I'm thinking I torture too easily.

Oh, you don't know torture.

We haven't even started that yet.

Do you like...

All right, all right, knock it off!

Now, listen.

Now, listen up, everybody.

Um... You've made a seriously bad, bad,

bad mistake

choosing me as your hostage.

I'm completely the wrong idea.

What do you mean?

You'll love the torture.

No, no, no, no, no. No, I won't. I'll hate it.

I'm not cut out for it.

That's what I'm saying.

I'm not sure any of you are.

I mean...

I once had a rock garden, right?

Three of them died, You know?

Never mind. The point is...

I can fix it.

I can get you...

I can get you someone new.

Yeah, huh? Someone better.

No, no, no, someone bigger,

Because I'm too small, right? Someone bigger, more to torture.

Isn't that great?

Okay, all right,

So all I'm going to do is walk slowly out the door,

because anybody else is better at being a hostage than me. I'm too small.

Especially someone bigger.

In fact, I know who'd be good to torture.

You know who'd be good to torture?

I think he'd actually be kind of fun to torture.

I'm talking about Tyr.

He's about yea big and...

Tyr!

Harper, get out!

Now listen up!

I'm only going to say this once.

Don't let the fact that you are insane

lead you to the erroneous assumption

that I will hesitate for even a moment

before slaughtering every last one of you.

Please save me the trouble, and don't delude yourselves.

I know what these things are.

We can make a big boom.

No!

That was great. Did you see that?

It was like I just visualized Tyr

and boom, there he was.

I wish I could do that for...

Oh, no.

Dylan, look.

The magnetized AP rods.

Damn.

A little rough handling with the AP rods and we all explode.

Rommie, shunt the AP from that tank to another.

Well, I'd like to, Dylan,

but the man in control has cut off the power to the AP rods and I can't vent it.

Depressurization, then.

It still explodes.

We attack, and that nutbag sets off an explosion.

We have run out of options.

No more tricks.

I hit these rods hard!

Stop playing with that. We'll all explode.

Don't touch the rods.

Yeah, blow us up.

Hey, who's got the petroleum jelly?

What are they putting in his mouth?

That's to keep him from biting his tongue.

They're about to experiment on him.

Isn't that soothing?

How about some electroshock therapy?

Fun, huh?

Get used to it.

Angelika. Angelika, you have to make them stop.

I can't. You see, I was a patient.

I understand you were a patient. That's okay.

I was the doctor.

I tortured these people.

What do you mean you were the doctor?

I was a patient.

You just said you were the doctor.

I was the doctor...

A patient.

I was the doctor...

A patient.

I was the doctor...

A patient.

I was the doctor.

I tortured them.

I did it and I liked it.

This doesn't make sense.

Get used to it.

More petroleum jelly?

You can release Tyr now.

I've identified the doctor who tortured you.

It's Angelika.

Take your out anger on her, not Tyr.

But that's impossible.

I'm the doctor.

I have the secret identity.

I am the doctor.

I'm Dr. Yanomami.

No way. I'm the doctor.

I've got missing teeth to prove it.

You're not the doctor. I'm the doctor.

I know I'm the doctor.

I'm Dr. Yanomani.

I am!

I'm the doctor.

I am the doctor!

Dylan, I have information

indicating that Dr. Yanomami is a war criminal

wanted in four galaxies...

Cranial surgeries, chemical injections,

radiation, electroshock...

Atrocities rivaling those of Dr. Josef Mengele of Earth

and Yitzak D'nar of Kolk 7.

So he's got them all brainwashed

to think that they're the torturer.

I'm the doctor.

That way, they can cover for him.

It's a way to escape.

The doctor could be one of them.

He could be one of the refugees.

Shock therapy, more therapy...

Internal defense systems...

Activate.

Swan hourglass tadpole yacht.

Loving birds love singing choirs.

Dead milk llamas piano perch.

Foxes run from drooling dogs.

Hey!

Hey!

Uh, thank you, Beka.

Uh, take her to med deck, strap her down, sedate her.

I didn't mean to do that.

It's fine. Don't worry about it.

Rommie, let's find out what all this mumbo jumbo means.

I'll scan and compare.

If you're going to rescue Tyr,

know that they can disintegrate me with a single explosion.

I'm sitting on my hands here, Rommie.

I have to do something.

Percentage of success is extremely low.

Well, you know me with percentages, Rommie.

I like to take a big gamble every day,

because I might be walking around lucky and not even know it.

Intense experiences help you to remember.

That's what Dr. Yanomami says.

- There, how's that feel? - That's not funny.

Oh, no.

Would you stop it?

Would you get out of here?

Yes, I know it hurts.

Ow!

Sorry.

All right, pal, that's enough.

Ah!

Dr. Yanomami, I presume.

- Rommie? - Yes, Dylan?

The refugees have scattered.

Find them and quarantine in hangar 16.

Acknowledged.

Welcome to your new home, doctor.

Make yourself comfortable.

Captain Hunt.

I think you should take a look at this.

Commonwealth directive four-Bravo-Niner-Foxtrot.

Dr. Yanomami is in possession

of vital psychological information.

He and all his patients are to be delivered unharmed

to the Commonwealth command,

immediately.

Andromeda,

investigate source.

I'm afraid the code is confirmed.

Official Commonwealth protocol.

I'm sorry, Dylan, but he's untouchable.

Great.

You're confined to your quarters until further notice.

Thank you.

Mm-hmm.

One more thing.

The refugees,

your victims,

your mind control has made them a little insane

and I need to calm them down somehow.

I have found more ways to derange

than arrange.

Why don't you kill them?

I'd rather kill you.

But you have been ordered not to, haven't you?

Maybe I never got the order.

Maybe you had an accident.

Or maybe I'll let the refugees decide what to do with you.

Yeah, I like that.

I recreated the Commonwealth for good.

The day it stops serving the good is the day that I stop serving it.

But if you disobey their orders to protect him,

then the Commonwealth means nothing.

Every bone inside me wants to terminate this guy.

Well, Dylan, it's not your call.

You reformed the Commonwealth,

but you gave up the chance to command it.

Smart move.

Rommie, why would the Commonwealth

want to keep this guy alive?

For his mind-control research?

I don't believe that.

I mean, mind control, it's every tyrant's dream.

The Commonwealth would never endorse that.

Then why would the good doctor escape

with these refugees from Gallaphron?

What do you make of those bizarre phrases they keep saying?

You know, foxes, drooling dogs?

Well, if it's a code, I can't crack it.

It appears to be

what psychiatrists refer to as word salad.

Incoherent ramblings induced by schizophrenia.

Whoa, stop that!

Or you'll set off the automated defense system.

No, no, I just don't want you to set off the defense system.

Dead milk llama piano perch.

Defense system?

Dead milk llama piano perch.

Uh, Dylan?

Defense system.

As in Gallaphron's orbital defense system. That's it.

The Commonwealth doesn't want the doctor for his mind control,

they want him for his information on the orbital defense system.

If we can penetrate that,

then we can save the people there.

Beka, med deck.

And bring me a refugee.

Flordelis, what can you tell me about Gallaphron's orbital defense system?

Swan... Hourglass...

Tadpole... Yacht.

You're hurting her.

It hurts her to remember.

We want her to remember.

These phrases, swan hourglass tadpole yacht,

It's a mnemonic device.

What's it mean?

Dr. Yanomami had mountains of data to smuggle out.

He couldn't take anything physical,

so he made his patients remember it all.

Trance, bring Angelika.

Rommie, ready the positronic scanner.

Trance.

No, Dylan, don't make me relive the pain, please.

I'm sorry, Angelika. I have to.

What can you tell me about Gallaphron's orbital defense system?

Foxes run from drooling dogs.

Foxes run from drooling dogs.

Thalamus and limbic regions light up.

The memories are too intense.

Her EEG waves are off the charts.

Still doesn't give us the info we need.

Look, Rommie, play a hunch.

Assume EEG peak numbers are coordinates.

Assigning standardized values.

And now overlay those coordinates on a spatial map of Gallaphron.

Run data.

Location and specs on four satellites.

Scan 15 more refugees, and I bet we find another 60.

Astonishing a human mind can hold so much information.

Dylan, I've finally got them into Hangar 16.

What do you want me to do with them now?

Bring them to med deck for scanning, one at a time.

What? But I just got them in...

If we didn't get the memory right,

he'd shock us again and again.

Let's get you some rest, okay?

I had such hopes and dreams.

But now I can't see the forest through the trees.

But in this forest...

my forest,

I've finally found a resting place.

You let him out of jail?

I had to.

Painted...

Birds...

Love singing...

Choirs.

He's not going to be all right.

No.

He's dying.

I hope so.

Painted...

Birds...

Singing choi...

Foxes run from drooling dogs.

Transfer to the medical ship is complete.

All refugees are safely on board.

Thank you, Andromeda.

Ladies and gentlemen,

we'll soon be transporting you to a new place

with the special care that you need.

I'm scared.

I don't want to go. I liked my jigsaw.

Think of it as going home.

Will there be flowers there?

It will be a brand new world

with better things to come for all of you. I promise.

You're heroes.

You've won your fight for freedom.

Wait! Wait.

Nah, nah, nah, they didn't win anything.

That freaking pudgy pugilist stole my nanowelder.