"JOHN F. KENNEDY:" "Many years ago... the great British explorer George Mallory... who was to die on Mount Everest... was asked why did he wantto climb it." "He said, "Because it is there."" "Well, space is there, and we're going to climb it." "And the moon and the planets are there." "And new hopesfor knowledge and peace are there." "And,therefore, as we set sail... we ask God's blessing... on the most hazardous and dangerous... and greatest adventure on which man has ever embarked." "Thankyou." "[Applause]" "MAN:" "I hereby declare this new world... a colony of the Terran Confederation." "REPORTER:" "With the charting of thefourth pulsarthis year... the Pilgrim explorers are becoming a discussion point." "MAN:" "We are gathered here to celebrate Dr. PeterAnthony." "His invention of the Navcom A.l." "is possibly the most important development in space travel... of the last century." "Finally,we can navigate almost any jump... in known space with confidence." "Ladies and gentlemen, I give you Dr. PeterAnthony." "pilot:" "Coming up on thefar side... looks like maybe three orfour kilometers long." "CONTROL:" "Copy that, Sparrow." "Proceed." "pilot:" "It's like nothing I've ever seen before." "Wait." "Something's going on here." "[Radio static]" "REPORTER:" "With escalating tension in the Vega sector... the whole Confederation is on a knife edge." "Will these unprovoked attacks continue?" "Will the diplomatic probes be successful?" "We can only hope..." "AMBASSADOR:" "I regretto report... that all diplomatic avenues with the Kilrathi... have been exhausted." "It is now clear they have no interest... in coexisting with us or any other race." "It is my sad duty to inform you... that as of Six A.M. this morning... we areformally atwar with the Kilrathi." "God help us all." "HELMSMAN:" "T.C.S. Vanguard now clearing outer marker." "Coursefour-six-niner, logged forthe Charybdis quasar." "Ready to receive Navcom coordinatesforthe jump." "CONTROL:" "Rogerthat." "Transmitting now." "Have a safe trip backto Earth." "radio:" "Freighter Delta." "Losing elevator-effectthrust." "Requesttrajectory." "radio:" "T.C.S. McClellan requestingflyby." "[Beeping]" "[Siren blaring]" "officer:" "I got one-nine-zero bogies inbound." "Vectorthree-seven-four, attackformation." "wilson:" "Status!" "officer:" "Forty Kilrathi ships coming to bear,Admiral." "They're powering weapons." "The Iowa's gone!" "And the Kobi." "MAN:" "We have a station breach!" "Levels seven, eleven, and thirteen." "They're headed towards command and control!" "Destroy the Navcom A.l. Now." "COMPUTER:" "Self-destruct malfunction." "technician:" "Command codes have been overwritten." "COMPUTER:" "Station breach, level six." "Station breach, level two." "COMPUTER:" "Command center breach imminent." "wilson:" "Prepare a drone." "Get me a coded channel." "This is Admiral Wilson..." "Pegasus station commanding officer." "Forty Kilrathi capital ships are closing." "Station has been breached." "They wantthe Navcom." "Repeat--they wantthe Navcom." "The station has been breached." "They wantthe Navcom." "Repeat--they wantthe Navcom." "The Pegasus Navcom." "My God, if they have it..." "TOLWYN:" "What's thefleet's position?" "richard:" "We're spread out all overthe sector." "The earliest our advanced elements can reach Sol... isforty-two hours... and that is taking risks with the jumps, sir." "TOLWYN:" "Give me the Vega and Sol sectors." "COMPUTER:" "Estimated Kilrathi fleet's position." "Projected time of travel to Earth,forty hours." "Locating main Confederationfleet." "Estimated time to Earth space, forty-two hours." "A mere two hours could decide the outcome of this war." "Signal all ships to mark our course... and makefull speedfor Earth." "I need to know what the Kilrathi are upto, Richard." "Do we have any more ships left in Vega?" "Just one, sir." "The Tiger Claw." "But she's beyond the range of our communications... and a drone will take two days to reach her." "TOLWYN:" "Who's this?" "richard:" "It's a requisitioned merchantman...the..." "Diligent." "The Diligent." "richard:" "Yes, sir." "Captained by James Taggart... at present en route to the Tiger Claw... with two replacement pilots" "First Lieutenants Todd Marshall and Christopher Blair." "Open a secure channel to the Diligent immediately." "I wantto speak with her captain... and with this First Lieutenant Blair." "[Door opens]" "MARSHALL:" "Hey, Captain wants you on the bridge." "Say's it's top priority." "Sir?" "I don't know who you know, Lieutenant... butyou got a Confed code one... secure communication from Admiral Tolwyn." "COMPUTER:" "Waiting." "Waiting." "Transmission nominal." "Long distance...connected." "At ease, Lieutenant." "Yes, sir,Admiral." "Good." "You are currently outbound... to the Vega sector and the Tiger Claw." "I need you to hand-deliver... an encrypted communications chip to her captain." "Why not send it by drone to the Pegasus, sir?" "That'd be quicker." "The Pegasus is gone... destroyed by a Kilrathi battle group... twelve and a half hours ago." "See that Captain Sansky gets that chip." "Why me?" "lfought alongside yourfather in the Pilgrim wars." "He was a good man." "Godspeed." "TAGGART:" "Well, guys... we have to jump into the Vega sector... a little soonerthan planned." "Set a coursefor beacon 147, one-quarter impulse... and be subtle." "Setting course for beacon one-four-seven." "One-quarter impulse." "[Beeping]" "MARSHALL:" "I'm reading that as a 100,000-kilometer... no-fly zone, sir." "Just put in beacon 147." "It's a shortcut." "Aye, Captain." "[Knock on door]" "Yeah?" "We're holding steady on the beacon." "Marshall has the helm." "Those must be antiques." "They were made by thefirst explorers in this sector... just like the cross you wear underyour shirt." "May I see it?" "There was a time long ago... when people looked up to the Pilgrims." "The stars were their destiny." "Since the Pilgrims were defeated... not a single new quasar has been charted." "COMPUTER:" "lncreasing thrust..." "Stupid..." "COMPUTER:" "Main engine now at ninety percent." "TAGGART:" "Out!" "You get out!" "Get out, get out!" "MARSHALL:" "Ow." "Jeez!" "What's your problem?" "What?" "Did you change course?" "MARSHALL:" "No, I didn't change course." "I just boosted the power." "Why dog it?" "We can be atthe beacon in, like, under an hour." "That beacon is marking a gravity well." "One cubic inch of it... exerts more gravitationalforce than the sun." "COMPUTER:" "Navcom on-line." "TAGGART:" "If we approach it toofast... we'll be sucked in out of control." "If I don't realign our entry vector... we are not going to make the jump." "What happens if we miss?" "We die." "blair:" "Have we reached the entry vector's PNR yet?" "No, no." "Notyet." "She's reaching outfor us." "Listen to that." "COMPUTER:" "Velocity holding-- one-four-two-L-S-S..." "Well, ladies, meet Scylla..." "COMPUTER:" "Warning-- gravitational anomaly detected." "Bane to sailors and monster of myth." "What's a Scylla?" "Ulysses sailed between the whirlpool Charybdis... and the island monster, Scylla." "She snatched six of his men and ate them." "MARSHALL:" "Whoa." "What is this thing?" "This thing is a distortion in space-time." "The Pilgrims were thefirstto chart it." "If it's charted, why is it off-limits?" "Because it's unstable." "It's unstable?" "Whoa. it's unstable, and we're gonna jump it?" "!" "[Alarm blares]" "Navigational computer justwent off-line!" "I'm on it!" "Blair!" "Yes, sir?" "You take the helm!" "blair:" "I never made a jump before." "TAGGART:" "Good time to learn!" "MARSHALL:" "That's it!" "I don't like this guy." "B, l--l don't know aboutyou... but I really don't like this guy at all, man." "Merde." "Uh..." "Mr. Taggart?" "Yes?" "Ten seconds to jump, sir." "So?" "So?" "So if you don't getthat computer back on-line, sir... this unstable gravity well's gonna suck us in... one molecule at a time, sir!" "COMPUTER:" "Navcom on-line." "Plotyour course, Mr. Blair!" "COMPUTER:" "Vector one entered and confirmed." "Vectorthree entered and confirmed." "[Marshall yelling]" "What happened?" "You just plotted a jump through a gravity well... in underten seconds... and Navcom can't do that." "That's not bad." "I mean,that's not bad... forthe second-best pilot atthe academy." "You shut up!" "Nexttime you don't follow my orders... I'll dumpyou with the rest of the garbage,you gotthat?" "You plot a course forthe Tiger Claw, Mr. Blair." "blair:" "Yes, sir." "MARSHALL:" "Jeez." "Guy's got a serious attitude problem." "This is Lieutenant Hunter of the T.C.S. Tiger Claw." "Unidentifiedfreighter bearing two-niner-three... state your course and business." "blair:" "This is the Diligent carrying supplies... and two replacement pilots forthe Tiger Claw." "HUNTER:" "Stay on course." "Have your captain transmit his security clearance." "Rogerthat, Lieutenant." "Taggart on his way." "Fighters from the Tiger Claw, sir." "They've queried us." "Well, send the countersign." "Rogerthat." "Identification acknowledged." "They'll escort us in." "HUNTER:" "Diligent, you're clearto land in bay 2C." "Welcome to the Tiger Claw." "GERALD:" "Captain?" "LieutenantJ.G. Christopher Blair... reportingfor duty, sir." "At ease, Lieutenant." "Commander Gerald tells me thatyou have somethingfor me." "Yes, sir." "An encrypted communiqué from Admiral Tolwyn." "Why didn'tthe admiral send a drone via the Pegasus?" "The Pegasus was destroyed by a Kilrathi battle group... seventeen hours ago." "I see." "Communications?" "I wantthis disk decrypted ASAP." "OBUTU:" "Yes, sir." "GERALD:" "Oh, Lieutenant?" "You wouldn't be related to Arnold Blair,would you?" "He was myfather, sir." "He married a Pilgrim woman, didn't he?" "Yes, sir." "Pilgrims don'tthink like us." "You won't have to worry, sir." "They're both dead." "I'm sure the lieutenant's heredity... will have no bearing on his performance, Mr. Gerald." "No, sir. I'm sure itwon't." "I suggestyou stow your gear... andfamiliarize yourself with the ship." "That's all, Lieutenant." "MARSHALL:" "Yo, B. Look atthese rapiers." "They're beatto hell, man." "I don't see any of the hornets weflew back atthe academy." "Oh,whoa,whoa,whoa." "You know what I do see?" "Blonde." "Hey, how you doing?" "merlin:" "Systems on-line." "Hello, I'm Merlin... the latest in mobile interface cockpit" "DEVEREAUX:" "Two Dralthis on yourtail--one above, one below." "You gotfive, maybe ten seconds." "Clock's ticking." "What do you do?" "Simple." "I go vertical and inverted... do a 180 atfull throttle... apply brakes... and drop in behind 'em." "Bang,you're dead." "Notfast enough." "Dralthis are too quick, particularly in a climb." "You've justtaken a missile upyourtailpipe." "OK, let's reverse the situation." "You're locked on a Dralthi." "It goes evasive, enters an asteroid belt." "If I'm locked on... there's no such thing as evasive action." "And you're dead again." "You see, it's an ambush." "Five or sixfighters hide behind rocks... the size of your swollen head and pounce." "A Kilrathi gang-bang." "What's the matter?" "Did I bruise your ego?" "No. I'm just, uh, not used to getting combattips... from a grease monkey, that's all." "Lieutenant Commander Deveraux... yourwing commander." "You have a name?" "Uh, Lieutenant Blair, ma'am." "Well, Lieutenant Blair... if you wantto play at being afighter pilot... I suggestyoufind a virtualfun zone." "Meanwhile, step downfrom the rapier." "I apologize, ma'am." "The mission sheet said the rapierwas unassigned." "I didn't realize it belonged to Lieutenant Commander Chen." "What are you doing on theflight deck?" "MARSHALL:" "Getting acquainted with our new surroundings." "MARSHALL:" "Good job, B." "We're on the ship five minutes... and you're already hitting on ourwing commander?" "blair:" "How was I to know?" "MARSHALL:" "She's just another tight-ass C.O." "Who cares?" "Let it go." "Now I'm gonna show you how to makefriends." "MARSHALL:" "How you doing?" "Allow me to introduce myself." "LieutenantTodd Marshall, and my close personalfriend..." "Lieutenant Christopher Blair." "Ladies and gentlemen,take note." "This man happens to be... the second-best pilot on this hunk of junk." "HUNTER:" "Justwho are you calling the best?" "Now,that's a secret." "Shh." "Watch this." "There's two ways tofind that out, mister, uh... uh, Lieutenant Hunter." "Firstway involves you trying to kickthe shit out of me." "HUNTER:" "And the otherway?" "Forbes?" "We're on stand-down." "One won't hurt." "MARSHALL:" "Well, it may even help, huh?" "Here you go, mate." "Allow me." "You got balls." "You should see 'em." "Mine are bigger." "I've been told size doesn't matter." "She lied." "Do you know what, Hunter?" "I would have taken the third option." "MARSHALL:" "Really." "I would have kicked his ass first,then drank his scotch." "Oh!" "TouchÉ." "COMPUTER:" "Message on-line." "Playback in progress." "TOLWYN:" "Jay, I'm gonna have to be brief." "The Kilrathi took Pegasus." "They may have her Navcom A.l." "By the time this communication reaches you... they will be twenty-three hours... from the Charybdis jump point and Earth." "Confed capital ships are headed home now." "The Concordia battle group... will only be able to make it in twenty-five hours." "I'm ordering the Tiger Claw to the Charybdis quasar." "You are to use any means necessary... to gather information as to the Kilrathi whereabouts... capacity, and plan of attack." "I need intelligence, oldfriend." "Use Taggart." "He knows this space betterthan any man alive." "He can getyou to Charybdis quickly." "I don't like it." "What don'tyou like, Paul?" "The disk came to us on the Diligent... entrusted to a Pilgrim half-breed." "Sendforthis Taggart." "MARSHALL:" "Why don'tyou take his castle... with your little horsey?" "Check..." "Mate." "FORBES:" "So,there's a brain behind that mouth." "Yourfriend always this talkative?" "MARSHALL:" "No, he just made thefatal error... of mistaking ourwing commander... foryour average grease monkey." "Listen, all I did was sit in Commander Chen'sfighter." "blair:" "Lieutenant Commander Chen?" "Bossman?" "HUNTER:" "You're talking about a bloke that never existed." "I'm pretty sure he did." "He...never...existed." "Now change the subject quickly, pal... before I change itforyou." "MARSHALL:" "You got a problem with myfriend, Mr. Hunter?" "HUNTER:" "Yes, I do." "MARSHALL:" "That means you got a problem with me." "ls that so?" "Yeah." "HUNTER:" "Well,you're gonna love this." "He's a Pilgrim!" "DEVEREAUX:" "Stand down, or you'll have a problem with me." "I want an explanation." "Hunter?" "Ma'am?" "Ma'am?" "Lieutenant Hunterwas just helping Marshall and I... feel at home." "DEVEREAUX:" "Lieutenant?" "HUNTER:" "Yeah." "That's right, ma'am." "blair:" "Yeah." "You see?" "I guess this conversation never existed." "Lieutenant?" "Lieutenant!" "Who in the hell do you thinkyou are?" "Let me give you a reality check." "In all likelihood, you're going to die out here." "We're all going to die out here... but none of us need to be reminded of thatfact... so you die,you never existed." "Understand?" "Yes, ma'am." "GERALD:" "Taggart, sir." "Ah. I know of you, Mr. Taggart... but I'm afraid I don't know you." "And yetyou come to me with classified orders... from Admiral Tolwyn." "Oh, I see." "The captain doesn'ttrust me..." "Blair, orthe disk." "Would you?" "Well, uh... no." "No." "This tactical schematic outlines a nightmare, Mr. Taggart." "lttells me thatthe Kilrathi may have a Navcom... and with itthe capacity to jump into Earth space." "And based on that nightmare... it orders me to take radical action... which, if it and you are a lie... could compromise this ship and its crew." "So I'm bound to askyou, Mr. Taggart... what proof do you have thatthis is authentic?" "Where did you getthis?" "Tolwyn... thought it might be useful... if I ever had to convince a captain... tofollow his orders." "Mr. Obutu." "Plot a course forthe Charybdis quasar." "Full speed, if you please." "[Keystrokes]" "OBUTU:" "Sir,the nearest jump pointto the Charybdis... isfour days hard travel from our current location." "TAGGART:" "There's a class-two pulsar eleven hoursfrom here." "We can jumpthere." "OBUTU:" "It's not on the chart, sir." "Navcom does not have those coordinates." "I have them." "No one's jumped a pulsar forforty years... and even then, they were Pilgrims." "I don't believe we have a choice, Mr. Gerald." "If the battle is to be decided in the Charybdis quasar... then that's where we have to be." "Plotyour course, Mr. Taggart." "Sure." "Sir,that ring means nothing." "This ring has been in Tolwyn's familyfor sixteen generations." "And any man who carries it... has the admiral's full confidence!" "Prepareforthe jump." "blair:" "Hey." "We goin' out?" "No." "Just me." "I pulled security with Lieutenant Forbes." "Why'd you wake me up?" "Remember back atthe academy?" "You promised you would take thatthing off." "It brings me luck." "It's gonna getyou killed." "I was wearing it when I made the jump." "Yeah, butthat had nothing to do with luck." "Thatwas abouttraining, skill, desire." "Now, please." "Take the cross off." "It's who I am." "You don't even know what it means." "This is the big show." "And you gotta have someone watching your back." "It's either kill or be killed." "And you know what?" "I can't always be there." "[Chuckles]" "Hey, I'm tryin' to be Mr. Sensitive Guy." "It's just--Ahh!" "I don't even know why I bother." "All right." "Wish me luck." "blair:" "Luck?" "What about desire?" "MARSHALL:" "You seen Lieutenant Forbes?" "You know I got desire." "blair:" "Hey, Marshall..." "Luck." "Mmm." "officer ON LEFT:" "Messagefrom Earth Command." "Their defenses are on line, sir, but" "They don't believe... they can withstand a Kilrathi battle group... withoutthe support of thefleet." "Butthey willfight, sir." "Earth will never surrender." "What's our status?" "We're running at one-hundred-and-ten percent." "We've already lostthree ships-- two atjump points, and one's reactor core melted down." "Run at one hundred and twenty." "DEVEREAUX:" "Now, if Dibbles had theflying skills of a woman... he'd still be alive." "MARSHALL:" "You gotta be kidding me." "DEVEREAUX:" "Don'ttake it personally, Nugget." "It's a question of estrogen." "Women can outfly and outshoot men." "It has been proven... thatwe can keeptrack of uptofour enemyfighters." "No, ittakes balls, big balls... not ovaries,to maintain four enemyfighters... and that's afact,Jack." "All right,watch this." "Con. Con. This is Delta Two requesting permission to land." "radio:" "Delta Two, you're clearto land." "Delta Two,you're coming in too hot." "Abort. I repeat, abort." "Delta Two." "Do you copy?" "Shit!" "Delta Two,you are inverted!" "MARSHALL:" "Hoo hoo!" "Not anymore." "MAN:" "Aaahhh!" "Now,whatwere you saying?" "radio:" "Delta One!" "Whoo!" "MARSHALL:" "What are you people lookin' at?" "Carry on aboutyour business." "Nothin' to see here, ladies and gentlemen." "Whoo!" "Oh, now, thatwas a sweetthree-sixty." "Actually,thatwas afive-forty." "Did you just do that to impress me?" "I'm justtrying to redirect some of thattestosterone." "You're a total... maniac." "Todd "Maniac" Marshall atyour service...ma'am!" "Ha ha ha ha!" "Ohh, shit." "[lntercom buzzes]" "[Buzz]" "OBUTU:" "You're needed on the bridge, Captain." "wilson:" "I'll be rightthere." "You don'twantto be here right now." "FORBES:" "Justforyou, sir." "DEVEREAUX:" "Trying to bribe me?" "FORBES:" "No." "No." "Um... thanks,Angel." "Theflight boss would've brought us up on charges... if you hadn't said something." "Yeah." "Yeah,whatthe hell were you thinking?" "Look, I wasn't." "[Chuckles]" "Notwith my head, anyway." "You're one of my best pilots." "I cannot afford to lose you." "I was just... showing off a bit infront of Maniac." "Maniac?" "[Chuckles]" "Lieutenant Marshall." "He has a new call sign." "I see." "Well, I hope itfeltvery good." "Better...than... sex." "Bullshit." "Betterthan sex with myself." "[Both laugh]" "You just see that it never happens again." "[Opera music playing]" "[Door opens]" "blair:" "Sir?" "Can I talkto you?" "TAGGART:" "Yeah." "Go ahead." "blair:" "My whole life... I've taken crap because I'm part Pilgrim." "And I don't know why." "Sit down." "You're one of the last descendants of a dying race." "Pilgrims were thefirst human space explorers and settlers." "Forfive centuries... they defied the odds." "They embraced space... andforthat, they were rewarded... with the gift of aflawless sense of direction." "They couldfeel magneticfields... created by quasars and black holes... created by quasars and black holes... negotiate singularities... navigate notjustthe stars, but space-time itself." "Like a Navcom A.l.?" "TAGGART:" "No, no." "You've got it backwards." "The billions of calculations each second... necessary to lead us through a black hole or a quasar... is the Navcom recreation of the mind of a single Pilgrim." "Then why'd the war start?" "[Sighs]" "You spend so much time out here alone... you end up losing your humanity." "When Pilgrims began to lose touch with their heritage... they saw themselves as superiorto men." "And in their arrogance... they chose to abandon all things human... andfollow whatthey called their "destiny."" "Some say they believed they were gods." "You believe they were gods?" "No." "But I do believe they were touched by God." "And like it or not... you've got some of that inside you." "I have to getto the bridge." "We'll be jumping soon." "I wantyou to be there." "MAN:" "This thing's eating sunsfor breakfast." "Let's go." "MAN ON LEFT:" "Whatthe hell are we doing here?" "HUNTER:" "You know whatwe're not doing." "FORBES:" "Turning around." "P.A.:" "This is the captain." "Preparefor a level-five jump-point interphase." "Secure all stations." "COMPUTER:" "Attention." "Attention." "Course error." "Adjust course immediately." "Steady as she goes." "COMPUTER:" "Captain,the ship is headed... into the PNR zone of a class-two pulsar." "One minute until gravitational pull is 100%." "What about it, Mr. Taggart?" "The readings are wrong." "The sensors are not calibrated to the pulsar." "They've already been warped by the gravitationalfields." "COMPUTER:" "Captain, I must insist we change course immediately." "TAGGART:" "No!" "Manual override!" "Forgetyou, artificial intelligence... orwe're all dead." "Captain, I thinkyou should reconsider." "Steady as she goes, helm." "Aye, aye, sir." "COMPUTER:" "Warning." "Warning." "Jump coordinates incorrect." "This is the captain." "Fifteen seconds to jump point." "MARSHALL:" "Watch." "Oh,this is great." "MAN:" "Aft shields overloading." "MARSHALL:" "Justyou and me." "Hold on." "Ohh!" "DEVEREAUX:" "Uhh!" "Ohh!" "Uhh!" "MARSHALL:" "Ha ha ha ha!" "Yeah!" "blair:" "You OK?" "You all right?" "Where are we?" "TAGGART:" "Ladies and gentlemen... welcome to the Ulysses corridor." "We're through the jump point." "We made it." "Mr. Obutu." "Stealth mode, if you please." "Going to stealth." "Seven percent electronic emission... zero communication." "Radar status." "Scanners picking up a strong electromagnetic signature... at one-eleven markforty-three." "An asteroidfield." "Lieutenant Commander." "Yes, sir." "Prepare a reconnoiter." "I wantto know what's outthere." "And, Deveraux... I don'twantthem to know thatwe're here." "Notyet." "Very good, sir." "merlin:" "Scanning quadrant." "Lieutenant, I'm picking up metalfragments ahead." "Alloy structure indicates from a Confederation vessel." "Angel,you catch that?" "That'sfrom Pegasus." "Ten thousand men and women... gone... just like that." "The concussion must've blown pieces of the station... all overthe sector." "COMPUTER:" "Warning." "ENM emissions." "Pipe down." "Two-one-six." "Getting something." "Analyzing." "COMPUTER:" "Possible l.D. Kilrathi..." "DEVEREAUX:" "Radio silence now." "Get into the asteroids." "Low power." "They know we're here?" "merlin:" "Possibly." "From the sophistication of the equipment onboard... I'd say the vessel is a command and communications module." "What's it commanding?" "merlin:" "At least six other ships down nearthe Brown Dwarf... are communicating with it." "It seems to be transmitting jump coordinates." "Angel,they've spotted your heat corona!" "I've gottwo more bogeys comin' in hot, six o'clock!" "Can't spotthem, Blair." "Call it." "blair:" "Jack in the box on three." "One... two...three!" "Missile away!" "The big one's shielded!" "I gottwo more bogeys comin' upfrom the Brown Dwarf!" "Engaging!" "DEVEREAUX:" "Negative. I count fourteen unfriendlies inbound." "Looks like two destroyers." "We're out of here." "GERALD:" "You knew whatthe orders were-- no contactwith the enemy." "Now you've compromised the mission... and the very existence of this ship." "blair:" "I had no choice, sir." "They'd spotted..." "Lieutenant Commander Deveraux's heat signature." "GERALD:" "Really?" "Angel, how sure are you... thatthe Kilrathi had you targeted?" "Given the Lieutenant's background... are you really that certain?" "Excuse me?" "It's well documented that Pilgrim saboteurs... have been responsible... for much of the Confed's problems in this war." "Did they have me targeted, Lieutenant?" "wilson:" "Now, come on." "This is sterile conjecture." "The Kilrathi are well aware... that rapiers don'tjustfly around... in deep space without a carrier close by." "Thankyou, Lieutenant." "That is all." "Sir" "Dismissed, Lieutenant." "wilson:" "Your assessment, Mr. Gerald?" "GERALD:" "That concom is running point... forthe battle group." "Theirfleetwon't befar behind." "So I say we send them a message." "I can have myfighters up in thirty minutes." "No, no." "That's a mistake." "Without herfighters... the Tiger Claw's vulnerable." "GERALD:" "You are a civilian scout, Mr. Taggart... not a naval officer." "Tactical operations are our concern." "We are the Earth's only hope." "We need to buy ourfleet two hours." "And you're willing to risk all that... chasing after a communications ship?" "wilson:" "I'm sorry, Mr. Taggart." "Destroying the concom with its escorts... will slow the Kilrathi." "Deveraux will lead a strikeforce." "And as you have charted the area before... you will accompany her." "If you say so, Captain." "I do say so, Mr. Taggart." "Carry on." "Yes, sir." "wilson:" "Mr. Obutu." "Plot a course... forthe rings of planetfour-fifteen." "Four-fifteen." "Aye, aye, sir." "blair:" "I need to talkto you." "You don'tjust barge in here." "Here." "blair:" "I wear itfor luck." "is your luck at odds with our mission?" "You think he's right?" "Gerald?" "In his mind, I started selling outthe Tiger Claw... the moment I stepped onboard!" "I don't see how you can be a Pilgrim... andfight on our side." "I'm not a Pilgrim!" "My motherwas." "Myfather foughtforthe Confederation." "And they both died before I wasfive." "He was killed trying to save her... in the Peron massacre." "That cross is all I have." "Sit down, Lieutenant." "Why do you think they call me Angel?" "I grew up in an orphanage." "Yeah, my parents died in the same war as yours." "My sisters told me they were angels gone to heaven... so I prayedforthem." "They weren't angels." "They were dead, gone." "They never existed." "Like Bossman?" "Emotion gets in the way." "Commander, emotion is what separates us... from the Pilgrims andfrom the Kilrathi." "Lieutenant Commander Chen was--was..." "Bossman and I got close." "Infact,we gottoo close." "Then he got himself killed." "I better suit up." "We're square,you and I." "You saved my hide today." "[Marshall moans]" "FORBES:" "Come on, Maniac." "Fire it up one more time." "MARSHALL:" "No, no, no, no." "I thinkthe big Maniac needs time to refuel." "FORBES:" "Don't I take care of you?" "That's a big "yes, sir."" "FORBES:" "So what about my needs?" "Well, I'm all about your needs, sir." "FORBES:" "Really?" "MARSHALL:" "Yeah, and right now you need... to shut up and go to sleep,woman." "to shut up and go to sleep,woman." "You know, you make it all worth it." "Make whatworth it?" "Coming way out here tofight." "Leaving everything I love back at home." "Rememberthe briefing." "By the time you return... everyone you know will be dead and buried." "Yeah,well... you know what?" "I don't care about any of that." "officer:" "Attention, all Bakerwing pilots... reportto theflight deck." "Repeat, all Bakerwing pilots reportto theflight deck." "MARSHALL:" "Oh, shit." "This war is really starting to piss me off." "Big time." "MARSHALL:" "Ha." "Let's go." "All right, ladies, listen up." "We have a concom with escorts." "That means two, possibly three destroyers... fighters, and support ships." "Primary target is the concom." "Everything else is gravy." "blair:" "Just keepyour mind on the Kilrathi, Maniac." "DEVEREAUX:" "Let's make them bleed." "Mount up." "Blair, you'll take Hunter's wing." "MARSHALL:" "Watch your back." "HUNTER:" "Ma'am, I'd as soon you assign me anotherwingman." "DEVEREAUX:" "You have a problem I should be aware of?" "HUNTER:" "Yes, ma'am, I do." "I don'tfly with Pilgrims." "DEVEREAUX:" "You'llfly my wing." "blair:" "Are you sure?" "DEVEREAUX:" "Did I give a suggestion or an order?" "blair:" "I gotyourwing, ma'am." "DEVEREAUX:" "Picking up any com traffic, Baker Seven?" "No." "Must be observing radio silence... exceptfor short rangefrequencies." "BakerTwo,Three, and Four-- anything?" "blair:" "Negative, chief." "FORBES:" "Nothing happening, boss." "HUNTER:" "Scope's clear, boss." "[Alarm sounds]" "COMPUTER:" "Possible hostile contacts... bearing three-zero-nine, local vector norton." "MARSHALL:" "All right,you losers, listen up." "I gotthree confirmed targets... bugging that big Brown Dwarf down there." "FORBES:" "Confirm that." "The middle one has a massive electromagnetic signature." "DEVERAUX:" "All right, ladies, it's the concom." "Deployfor attack." "TAGGART:" "That's no concom." "Abort!" "DEVEREAUX:" "Baker Seven, you have no authority... overthis mission or its personnel." "Forget it, Baker One." "These are supply ships left behind... by the Kilrathi battle group." "The Tiger Claw is in danger." "You are a civilian scout." "Commander, I'm not a civilian." "I hold the rank of Commodore in naval intelligence... reporting directly to Admiral Tolwyn." "My call sign is Paladin." "My security verification code is Charlie-six-alpha-zebra-niner." "Try it, commander, now." "COMPUTER:" "Accessing." "Commodore James Taggart, naval intelligence." "Call sign:" "Paladin." "TAGGART:" "Listen to me,Angel." "If I'm wrong,you'll miss out... on taking a couple offreighters." "But if I'm right... the Tiger Claw could already be under attack." "FORBES:" "The Claw is already in that radiation belt, boss." "They couldn't radiofor us even if they wanted to." "pilot:" "Security check, alpha two... nothing to report in this quadrant." "Everything is A-OK." "Wait a minute." "Whatthe" "Who is breaking radio silence?" "Multiple targets inbound, sir." "GERALD:" "Battle stations!" "Launch allfighters!" "Battle stations." "Battle stations." "P.A:" "Allfighters scramble." "Allfighters scramble." "Getthat deck clear!" "MAN:" "Getthe safeties off those!" "Let's getthose things in the air!" "[Men shouting]" "MAN:" "You'refueled up." "Opening hangar doors now." "Delta Three... launch!" "Allfighters launched, sir." "GERALD:" "Sir!" "wilson:" "Shields up!" "OBUTU:" "All shields are engaged." "I countthree dozen Kilrathi starfighters... two destroyers, and one battleship, sir." "That damn Taggartwas right." "Maybe he knew something we didn't." "pilot:" "Stay on my wing." "Copy, Baker Leader." "l'm right behind you." "Copy, Baker Leader." "l'm right behind you." "l'm on this one." "Get him off my tail!" "Torpedoes incoming." "Bracefor impact!" "Mr. Falk, give me a target." "FALK:" "Target acquisition imminent." "We've locked on to one of the destroyers, sir." "Fire tubes one and two!" "Tracking two more torpedoes." "Hard to port." "[Beeping]" "OBUTU:" "Force shield suffering forty percentfailure." "Battery room reports afire." "I'm getting a dozen more targets behind the battleship." "They're bringing in reinforcements." "We should beflattered." "Torpedo room report." "Tubes three andfour are damaged." "Autoloaders are not operational." "FALK:" "Captain, I'm getting a codedfriend orfoe... acknowledge from the new starfighters." "It's Deveraux's wing." "All right, ladies, let's do it." "All rapiers except Maniac and Blair... engage those Dralthi." "See ya later, Nugget." "Watch your back, Rosie." "Broadswords,follow me in." "Maniac, Blair, cover us." "MARSHALL:" "Whoo-hoo-hoo!" "blair:" "Nice shooting, Maniac." "Buy one, get onefree." "DEVEREAUX:" "OK,we've cleared a pathforthe bombers." "Let's get backto the action." "MARSHALL:" "Rogerthat." "Steady on course, Mr. Knight." "pilot:" "Theflak's too heavy." "Let's launch now." "TAGGART:" "Waitforthem to launch a torpedo." "They'll lowertheir shield just before." "l'm hit!" "Almostthere." "TAGGART:" "Steady, myfriend." "Almost" "OBUTU:" "Hull breach, level three!" "Shields notfunctioning." "Power atthirty percent." "GERALD:" "Sir!" "Sir!" "Steering loss, eighty percent." "GERALD:" "Medic to the bridge." "Bogey on my six." "Blair, help me out here." "Blair,where the hell are you?" "I said, help me out here." "blair:" "is that a suggestion or an order, ma'am?" "DEVERAUX:" "Definitely an order." "Wait." "The battleship's preparing to launch." "She's going tofinish off the Tiger Claw." "blair:" "Where's Paladin?" "No visual contact." "Baker Leader... getyourfighters clear of the pulse wave." "DEVERAUX:" "Rogerthat." "Maniac, Blair, return to ship." "blair:" "Yes, ma'am." "Au revoir, mes amis." "MARSHALL:" "Hey, Forbes, you wanna go bury some Kilrathi?" "Hmmph." "Like you have to ask." "CONTROL:" "All craft return to ship immediately." "I repeat-- all craft return to ship." "DEVERAUX:" "All right, ladies." "You heard the man." "Maniac?" "MARSHALL:" "What about my needs?" "DEVERAUX:" "Maniac, Forbes, return to the ship." "You copy me?" "They're trying to ram." "They obviously don'twant to play nice." "Now, does thattake balls, orwhat?" "MARSHALL:" "Yeah. lt's not bad." "It's not badfor a woman... butwatch how a man handles this." "FORBES:" "What are you doing, Maniac?" "MARSHALL:" "I'm gonnafinish this argument once andfor all... 'cause this..." "This takes balls." "FORBES:" "Maniac." "Openfire." "Shoot him." "You better openfire, or I will." "MARSHALL:" "It's all in the timing. lt's my shot." "Come on." "My shot." "No!" "Shit!" "Pull up, Rosie!" "Rosie, pull up!" "Pull up!" "Rosie, can you hold her?" "I couldfly this thing and cookyou breakfast." "Quit showing off." "All right." "You eject... and I'm gonna tractoryou home." "Oh,you'd love that one, wouldn'tyou?" "The ejection system isfried." "That ain't no thing." "We'll just do ittogether, OK?" "Justfollow me in, all right?" "Con, Con. This is BakerThree and Baker Four." "We're coming in, and we're coming in hot." "Get everything off that deck that ain't bolted down." "Over." "CONTROL:" "Rogerthat." "BakerThree and Baker Four, you are cleared to land." "[Alarm]" "We're coming in toofast, Rosie." "That's it." "Just line it up." "Almostthere." "Easy." "Just ease it in, girl." "I love itwhen you talk dirty." "MARSHALL:" "Getthat nose up, marine!" "Pull up, Rosie!" "Forbes?" "Rosie?" "No." "Rosie?" "Hey!" "Get me a medic." "Get me a medic!" "Hey!" "Someone get me a rescue crew!" "Get me a rescue crew!" "Get me a rescue crew!" "Get me a medic!" "Get a rescue crew!" "No!" "blair:" "She's outside the airlock!" "You go through thatfield, you're history." "MARSHALL:" "Give me a suit!" "Somebody give me a suit!" "Rosie." "Rosie." "Rosie, can you hear me?" "TAGGART:" "Baker One, we need to get out of here." "Rosie." "HUNTER:" "We're running onfumes here, boss." "Baker Leaderto Con." "Push thatwreckage off the deck." "What is that?" "MARSHALL:" "What is that?" "No, no, no." "No, no, no." "OK, look." "She's alive. I know." "I can see her eyes." "Stop it, please!" "[No audio]" "MARSHALL:" "I'm gonna go get her, all right?" "l'm gonna go get her." "You are not going outthere!" "MARSHALL:" "Get awayfrom me, you son of a bitch Pilgrim!" "blair:" "You are not going outthere!" "HUNTER:" "Listen, ma'am" "DEVEREAUX:" "Lieutenant Marshall!" "You disobeyed a direct order... which during wartime is considered treason... and punishable by death." "Hunter, give me your gun." "blair:" "Whoa." "Whoa." "You can't bring her back." "Give me your gun." "blair:" "You holsterthat gun!" "HUNTER:" "She's the C.O., Nugget." "blair:" "Do not do this." "Itwas a stupid accident." "He has to live with it." "Shh. lt's OK." "If you endanger another pilot... you're dead." "GERALD:" "There." "Put her down there." "HELMSMAN:" "Aye-aye, sir." "[Electronic thrumming noises]" "Decoy away, commander." "She's got a bigger electronic signature... than the Concordia." "I think she'llfool them." "GERALD:" "I hope you're right." "Secure all active scanners." "Passive systems only." "[Beep]" "[Systems power down]" "OBUTU:" "That's the Kilrathi battle group." "FALK:" "They'refollowing the decoy." "They've missed us!" "[Cheering]" "Come on!" "Quiet." "Shh!" "[Sonar ping]" "There's a destroyer hunting us." "[Sonar pinging]" "[Sonar pings grow louder]" "They've spotted us." "TAGGART:" "No, no, no." "We're in a dense radiation belt." "Gamma rays are clouding their screens." "If they can't see or hear, they won'tfind us." "[Explosion]" "They're nuking every crater." "Methodical bastards." "[Sonar pings quickening]" "[Explosion]" "[Metal creaking]" "MAN:" "The doors arefailing." "Grab anything thatwill seal it!" "Come on!" "[Vacuum suction]" "blair:" "Whoa-ohh!" "You just gonna sitthere and watch him die?" "Hold on, B!" "I'm coming!" "I'm going to get him." "Take this end,tie it off." "I'm going to get him." "Maniac!" "Coming, B!" "MARSHALL:" "Tie it secure." "Hold on. I'm comin'!" "blair:" "Maniac!" "MARSHALL:" "Aah!" "Uhh!" "Come on!" "Come on!" "Come on!" "Come on!" "COMPUTER:" "Pressure loss is stabilized." "All cabins..." "MARSHALL:" "What are you gonna do when I'm not around, huh?" "Medic!" "Uhh..." "Save your strength." "[Marshall groans]" "MARSHALL:" "She would've come back in if itwasn'tfor me." "No, no." "She knew what she was doing." "No." "No. I should've been watching her back." "blair:" "Medic!" "She was afighter pilot in a war zone." "She didn't need help from you or anybody." "She never existed." "You listen to me." "Don'tyou ever play that stupid game with me." "You hear me?" "blair:" "Angel." "What is it, Lieutenant?" "Could we stopthis, please?" "I'm sorry about Forbes." "I don't know who you're talking about." "Don't." "It's a shitty game,Angel." "Rosie deserves more." "What do you suggest I do about it?" "Look, hefeels responsible." "And so he should." "His confidence is shot." "He's questioning every move he made." "He can't go back upthere like this." "And right now... I thinkwe need all the pilots we can get." "I'll think about it." "He's a good guy,Angel." "There's no reason to hate him." "COMPUTER:" "Fuel cells nominal." "Life-support system critical infive hours." "[Sonar pinging]" "What is she, another destroyer?" "GERALD:" "It doesn't matter." "We can'ttake another round of bombardment." "I havefour rapiers ready to go, sir." "We'll go downfighting." "TAGGART:" "We'll do better than that,Angel." "Let's make a miracle." "That ship upthere is going to save our ass." "DEVEREAUX:" "Lieutenant,time to suit up." "morris:" "Oh!" "Ma'am?" "DEVEREAUX:" "I need my best pilots outthere." "P.A.:" "I repeat-- all pilots andflight crew to hangar deck immediately." "Well, I don't know if I'm one of your best pilots, ma'am." "Does everyone here think I go around making suggestions?" "No." "Then I guess I gave an order." "Be on theflight deck infive minutes." "Do itfor Rosie." "TAGGART:" "Aren'tyou on the wrong ship, Commander?" "GERALD:" "I still have a responsibility... to this crew, Commodore." "And excuse my bluntness... but if you think I'm going to let my men... beflown into combat by a rogue and a half-breed... you're sadly mistaken." "He really is a good guy once you getto know him." "DEVERAUX:" "That's no destroyer." "That's the communication ship we came up against." "TAGGART:" "And that's the ship we'll get ourfuelfrom." "They'll spot our heat corona soon." "TAGGART:" "No." "They won't have a chance." "Hit it." "Marines,to your stations." "As soon as you get on board... head straight forthe engine room." "Tiger Claw needs thosefuel cells." "TAGGART:" "Blair... I'm picking up some sort of transmission aft of you." "Check it out." "TAGGART:" "Blair." "Where the hell are you, Blair?" "blair:" "Whatthe hell?" "Pegasus Navcom." "Paladin... they have the Charybdis jump coordinates." "DEVEREAUX:" "is everything OK?" "We've secured thefuel cells." "blair:" "We've got more than that,Angel." "We have the Kilrathi jump coordinates." "DEVEREAUX:" "Marines, move out." "GERALD:" "Mr. Obutu, prepare drone." "lnputthe Kilrathi jump coordinates." "Send itthrough the Charybdis quasar... to Admiral Tolwyn." "They should be able to target the exact location... of the Kilrathi jump entry." "It'll be over before they can gettheirweapons on-line." "TAGGART:" "If Tolwyn's there, Mr. Gerald." "If he's there." "OBUTU:" "Sir,we have a problem." "I can't getthe drones on-line." "Withoutthose coordinates, Tolwyn doesn't have a chance." "And we are too big to slip pastthe Kilrathi... and warn thefleet." "We'll have to send afighterthrough." "GERALD:" "lmpossible." "There are over a thousand singularities in that quasar." "To jump itwould be suicide without Navcom coordinates." "TAGGART:" "We don't need a Navcom." "Blair?" "You will navigate the quasar." "Angel willfollow your lead." "Sir,that's statistically impossible." "We don't have another option." "You have the gift." "I don'tthink I can." "I don't have thefaith." "It's notfaith. lt's genetics." "But if you believe you needfaith... take mine." "Why didn'tyou tell me?" "You didn't ask." "FALK:" "Sir... long-range scanners picking up Kilrathi ships." "Looks like a destroyer and a cruiser." "TAGGART:" "We'll create the diversion." "GERALD:" "Getthose coordinates to Tolwyn." "blair:" "Uh, I got a strong signal atten o'clock." "It's gone,Angel. ltvanished." "DEVEREAUX:" "Got it-- a skipper missile... dead on course forthe Tiger Claw." "Only thing that can kill it... is a starfighter in visual contact." "What are you doing,Angel?" "DEVEREAUX:" "Just stay on course." "Getthrough the jump point." "What about our orders?" "Angel." "Angel!" "[Alarm]" "GERALD:" "Report!" "Sir,we have a bogey." "Vector one-nine-seven markthree-- lt's gone." "It's a skipper missile." "We're only picking it up... when it de-cloaks to get a radarfix." "TAGGART:" "Estimated time till impact?" "One minute, sir." "FALK:" "Forty-five seconds till impact." "Sir, our shields are too weak to take a direct hit." "It's in those two kids' hands now." "FALK:" "Twenty seconds." "COMPUTER:" "Warning!" "Collision alert!" "DEVEREAUX:" "Oh, shit!" "Radar." "No sign of the skipper missile, sir." "One of the rapiers must have shot it down." "Where are they now?" "Are you all right?" "Well, I might not be dancing for a while." "All right, hang on." "I'm gonna tractoryou backto the ship." "No, no,you're not." "You're going on." "We can't both disobey orders." "You'll be out of air in an hour." "You're going backto the ship." "You disobey my order... and I'll have you court-martialed." "Like I care." "Then care about the billions who will die... if thefleet doesn't get the jump coordinates." "You've gotto go on." "You know that." "You're all right,Angel." "You too, Chris." "OBUTU:" "The Kilrathi ships are closing." "So what now?" "Now we make them sorry they were ever born." "Battle stations." "Battle stations!" "Battle stations!" "Merlin, check my coordinates." "[Beeping]" "merlin:" "Jump coordinates verified, Lieutenant." "blair:" "Firing jump drive." "FALK:" "Kilrathi cruiser and destroyer are in missile range." "TAGGART:" "Openfire, Mr. Gerald." "GERALD:" "Aye, aye, sir." "All batteries, fire as she bears." "FALK:" "A Kilrathi cruiser is bearing rightfor us, sir." "Whattack, sir?" "Steady on." "Letthem be thefirstto blink." "merlin:" "Jumptrajectory is drifting." "Please recompute coordinates." "blair:" "Coordinates eight-seven- five-nine-three mark... eight-five-four-nine-three, vector one-oh-five-niner." "Prepare to lower our shield." "officer:" "She's changing course, sir." "Portside missile battery prepare tofire." "MAN:" "Fuel block locked and loaded." "SECOND MAN:" "Ready to go, sir." "Sir,the missile guidance system won't activate atthis range." "She won't need to." "Lower our shields." "Shields lowered." "MAN:" "Bracefor impact!" "Give them a broadside, Mr. Gerald!" "Openfire!" "MAN:" "Fire!" "Now!" "ALL:" "Yeaaahh!" "merlin:" "I cannotverify the new coordinates." "Recompute." "PNR infive seconds." "Entry vector doesn't compute." "blair:" "I made it!" "She held together!" "I love this baby!" "This is Lieutenant Christopher Blair... to any Confed ship." "A Kilrathi battle group has the Charybdis jump coordinates." "They will breach at one-six-seven... mark eight-eight nine, Sol system." "Repeat, one-six-seven mark eight-eight-nine, Sol system." "Confedfleet, do you read?" "[Buzz buzz buzz]" "Merlin, checkyour scannersfor any sign of the Confedfleet." "[Beep beep]" "merlin:" "I'm picking up a Kilrathi signal behind us." "Snakeir class capital ship." "ltfollowed us through the jump point." "blair:" "Shit!" "I'm too late." "richard:" "Com room reports afaint message... in clearfrom Lieutenant Blair." "He's broadcasting the Kilrathi jump coordinates." "TOLWYN:" "Blair." "richard:" "Should we respond, sir?" "RADAR MAN:" "Identifying Confed rapier... heading towards Earth at LSM point nine." "He's beingfollowed by something massive,Admiral." "Looks like a Snakeir." "richard:" "Permission to intercept it?" "TOLWYN:" "No,we wait." "The Snakeir will overtake Blair'sfighter." "Sir, if we don't intercept... the Snakeirwill reach Earth orbit before us." "The casualties could be significant." "I'm bloody well aware of that, Richard!" "All ships are to target those jump coordinates." "Blairto Confedfleet, a Kilrathi capital ship... has penetrated the quasar's jump point... and is in Earth space." "Copy?" "They aren't in radio range." "Earth will never see 'em coming." "merlin:" "I'm detecting... a Confederation signal, Lieutenant." "[Beep beep beep beep]" "Confederation transponder... identified as beacon one-four-seven." "Oh, shit--Scylla." "merlin:" "Mass of Snakeir-- two hundred thousand, four hundred sixty-one tons" "OBUTU:" "Sir,we've hove to for damage inspection." "TAGGART:" "And the locator beacon from the rapier pod?" "Nothing, sir." "Lost contact during the battle." "Have the Diligent preparedfor launch." "If I'm not back in two hours... make the jumpto Earth." "I'll join you later." "Aye, aye, sir." "I'm going to lookforthat pod." "merlin:" "The Snakeirwill have afiring solution on us... infive seconds." "Kilrathi radar is locked on." "Ten seconds to the point of no return... and we're almost out offuel." "blair:" "Give me a count." "merlin:" "Five...four... three...two..." "blair:" "Holy shit!" "We made it!" "The Kilrathi's too big." "Scylla's got her." "merlin:" "You're out offuel, Lieutenant." "Switching off auxiliary systems." "richard:" "Admiral, the Kilrathifleet... is coming through the jump point... one ship at a time." "They've no chance to defend themselves... orwarn the ships behind." "And the Snakeir?" "She's disappeared from our scanners." "Launch two rapierwings and a squadron of broadswords." "Aye, aye, sir." "pilot:" "This is Concordia rescue and recovery." "Stand byfortractor." "Welcome to Sol sector, Lieutenant." "Your parents would have been proud." "Have they located Commander Deveraux?" "Paladin wentto searchfor her." "We haven't heardfrom him... since the Tiger Claw arrived in Earth space." "richard:" "Admiral, I have the Diligent reporting." "Commodore Taggart requesting permission... to land on the Tiger Claw, sir." "is she with him?" "richard:" "Lieutenant Commander Deveraux is on board." "Taggart is requesting an emergency medical team... to meet him on theflight deck." "I thinkyou're on the wrong ship, Lieutenant." "blair:" "BakerTwo, requesting permission to land." "CONTROL:" "Welcome back, Lieutenant Blair." "You're clearto land." "morris:" "Yeah!" "Baby,you made it!" "Not badforthe second best pilot in the academy." "blair:" "Where's Angel?" "She just came in." "TAGGART:" "Getthe medical team on the double!" "It's pure luck lfound her." "She turned off her beacon... notto tip off the Kilrathi." "She's brave." "I'll go and getthe medic." "Come on, girl." "Angel, come on,wake up, girl." "Wake up." "Hey, don'tyou die on me." "MARSHALL:" "Come on." "[Coughs]" "MARSHALL:" "They're coming,they're coming." "blair:" "Hang on." "What did you say?" "I said don'tyou die on me." "Yeah?" "Suggestion or an order?" "That's definitely an order." "medic:" "We should get herto sick bay." "{y:" "B}{P:0}This enhanced DivX-CD Set was brought to you by DVD-Master TOM KAY"