"(THEME MUSIC)" " All scanners operating." " Maintain full alert." "Maintaining." "Contact." "Auron bound contact." "Capt. Deral to the Command Cabin." "Identification." "Small." "Looks like a patrol vessel." "Coming onto visual now." " From Auron?" " Yes." "One of their C-type patrollers." " Crew?" " Solo." "Good." "Ideal." "Capt. Deral." " Ginka, activate ionic beams." " Activated." " Obtain target coordinates from Control." " Very well, Madam President." " Ionic beams only?" " Just to disable, cause minimum damage." "Clinic, bring the disease pathogens in now." "I want that pilot alive." "Alive and vulnerable." "(DRAMATIC INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)" "Course, Zen." "Course 8-2-8-0-4." "Destination is the planet Earth." " Why Earth?" " Why not?" "Anywhere else in mind?" "The Himalayas are quite tall at this time of the year." "Feeling homesick, are you?" "As it happens, it's his idea." "There's someone there he wants to eliminate." " Execute." " What?" "One of the Federation's para-investigators." "Notorious thug known as Shrinker." "One of his victims was a young woman called Anna Grant." "She was important to me." "So it's just revenge you're after?" "Just and sweet." "You two, you approve of this?" "In the absence of a more pressing engagement." "I am not asking them to kill him." "But pointless revenge, it doesn't achieve anything." "We're going home, to Earth." "Does it have to matter why?" "(INTENSE INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)" "(SUSPENSEFUL INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)" "(SUSPENSEFUL INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC CONTINUES)" "Locking arm secured." "Good." "Bring the pilot straight up." "Are you sure we're totally immune?" "I'd hardly be doing this if we weren't." "The man may suspect." "Don't forget, all the Aurons are telepathic." "Not Deral, after being hit by an ionic beam." "Let's hope not." "Ah... pilot Four-Zero." "(COUGHING)" "Loss of power." "Systems failure." "Total cutout." "You were hit by a random ionic reef." " Ionic reef?" " Probably a residual from the war." " We ran into it, too." " But with force shields up." " More?" " Thanks." "Ginka, how badly damaged is the Auron patrol ship?" "Its control systems are burnt out." "The auxiliary power unit is functional, but for manual operation only." "I'm continuing with further checks." "Manual only, I'm afraid." " I'll manage." " With reduced power?" "Auron isn't so far off." "Can you supply me with the course coordinates?" "Naturally." " I only wish we had time to divert..." " No." "Since the war, the Federation breakup, our people are more cautious than ever." " Isolationists." " Very prudent of them." "There are so many unscrupulous fortune seekers at large." "Checking's completed." "Good." "Set course coordinates for Auron." "Right away, Madam." "Right." "I owe you my life." "Just be sure and get home safely." "(OMINOUS INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)" "Since when has a personal vendetta been a good reason for going anywhere?" "The trouble with the people of Auron... is that they suffer from a superiority complex." "You should get on well with them then." "Too good to become involved with the rest of humanity." "That's not true." "Just because we happen to be neutral..." "Neutrality or pacifism... it all boils down to the same gutless inanity." " You're wrong." " "Gutless inanity"?" "I like it." "What's it mean?" "Some of us wanted to participate in galactic affairs." " Yes?" " Yes." "So what happened?" "Were you overruled?" "The great passive majority psyched them into line." "Telepathic communion is a wonderful thing." " I joined a group of freedom fighters." " On Auron?" "No, defending the planet Saurian Major from the Federation." "The Federation won, of course." "Yes." "I do try, though." "We're not all gutless, you see." "And the Aurons punished you for your defiance." " Were you exiled?" " Yes." "Why do you imagine I've never gone back?" "Affection for him?" "(SLOW INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)" "Auron Control to Pilot Four-Zero." "Make contact, please." "Auron Control to Pilot Four-Zero." "(BEEPING)" "Not receiving you, Four-Zero." "Repeat, not receiving you." " Still nothing?" " He's totally on his own." "We have you on visual, Four-Zero, but we are not hearing you." "Apply retro thrust." "Do you copy?" "He'll burn up if he doesn't do it soon." "C.A. One." "Pilot Four-Zero, you must apply retro thrust." "Repeat, apply retro thrust." " Do you think he's slowing?" " Could be." "Full retro, Four-Zero." "(LOUD ELECTRONIC NOISE)" "Looking good." "Reentry terminating." "Well done, Four-Zero." "Stand by for hookup, stand by." "Hookup completed." "Very smooth, Retriever 1." "Standing by for docking." "Full emergency procedures operative, Retriever 1." "Patar, arrange a debriefing with the pilot, please." "C.A. Two, come with me." "A signal for you, Four-Zero." "Remain in the patroller for priority debriefing... with C.A. One and the Deputy." "Repeat, remain in the patroller... for priority debriefing with C.A. One and Deputy." "Over." "They have their priority, all right." "Survival." "They aren't all going to die, are they?" "Deral, we must rebuild the Federation." " But Auron has always been neutral." " Yes." "And so long as it was politically expedient... they were left to their pathetic little ideals." "But the war has left us with a different situation." "General disunity and anarchy." "So, different imperatives prevail." "What about their powers of telepathy?" "They'll have their narrow little minds on other things now." "An epidemic of alien pathogens." "(SINISTER INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)" "Death." "Dying." "Cally." "CALLY!" " What's wrong with her?" " They're dying." "All dying." "Who?" "Who is dying?" "Here, try her with this." "Should snap her out of it." "That stuff would snap an asteroid out of orbit." "Cally." "They're all dying." "Dayna, they're all dying." "Orderlies, here!" "Report, Module 6." "It's here." "We've got it here." "Oh, no!" "Details." "First case was an hour ago." "It started with the children." "Next, the young adults." "Thank you, Module 6." " Any response to the distress calls?" " Not a whisper." "Appeals out on all channels." "Nothing." " Medical section reporting." " Yes." "Negative trace." "Non-bacterial, non-viral." "Must conclude disease pathogen of alien origins." "Yes." "From their insane Intergalactic War." "What else?" "So why aren't we affected?" "We were exposed to the disease first, longer than anyone." "It's your generation." "You still have a resistance to the infection." "Unlike the youngsters." "(C.A. ONE SIGHS)" "So what do we do?" " Evacuation." " It's probably Auron's only chance now." "Why aren't you at the replication plant?" " Off shift, unfortunately." " I'm sorry." "There's still my assistant, Zelda." "Are you all right?" "No symptoms?" "The plant is fully sterile, sir." "Zelda, prepare a full range of genetic stock." "Get them packed immediately, ready for evacuation." "I have a different priority, sir." " What is it, Zelda?" " To contact Cally." "That young rebel." "The Liberator must be our best hope." "We've already had distress calls out on constant transmission." "Just obey orders." "With respect, sir." "You and Cally are from the same sibling group, aren't you?" " Yes, Cally is my twin." " Identical brain scan." "Optimum telepathic affinity." " Forget all that and just do as I say..." " Keep trying, Zelda, keep at it." "But for you, our people might have had some natural resistance." "Your precious dream of isolation." "That policy was agreed upon in Council." "And those in opposition were simply ignored." "My father tried to warn you and so did Cally... and look how you've thanked her." "She deserved to be exiled." "You'd better just hope Zelda can get her back now." "(ZELDA) Cally." "Help us, Cally." " Help Auron." " Help Auron." "Let's go." " Can we trust them?" " Yes." "Zelda would never trick me." " Zelda?" " Her identical sibling." "There are plenty more like her on Auron, apparently." " This is not a trap." " Not knowingly, perhaps." " Zen, reroute to planet Auron." " Just like that?" "Democracy." "You're outvoted, Avon. 3-to-2." "Four-to-one." "I like to stay with the winners whenever possible." "Confirm course changing to 0-3- 1-0." "Destination:" "The planet Auron." "State speed." " Standard by six." " Confirm." "I'm coming, Zelda." "I'm coming home." "I'm coming home." "(OMINOUS INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)" "Their bio-replication plant." "Auron's most elegant achievement." "Synthesised placenta unit." "Each capable of gestating a batch of identical siblings." " Of?" " Foetuses, Deral." "Offspring." " They look quite human." " They are." "The man who perfected the process, Franton... achieved spontaneous cell differentiation." " No need for fertilisation." " That's right." " Pure genetic replication." " Your own cells, unmated." " One parent only?" " Exactly." "And now, since the untimely destruction of the Clonemasters... it is exclusive to Auron." "Exclusive?" "So this is your reason." "Nothing to do with rebuilding the Federation." "You simply want to reproduce." "It's as well for you... that just now I happen to need men like you and Ginka..." "Loyal, unquestioning... not prone to interfering in matters of strategy." "Even so, it does seem a little excessive... too afflict the whole planet merely to indulge..." "Indulge nothing." "This, Deral, is merely a bonus." "My primary object for Auron's affliction, as you call it... is to seize the Liberator." "(SINISTER INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)" " This is crass stupidity." " Not from Cally's side of the scanner." "Emotional ties." "We cannot risk the Liberator for sentiment." "As long as Cally is part of this crew... she has full call on your loyalty and support... no matter what the risks." "You forget that the Aurons rejected her." "They sent her into exile." "You were exiled from Earth." "I go back as an executioner." "And you really believe revenge should rate a higher priority than mercy?" "All right." "We will consult Orac." "Signal Auron Control." "Offer medical facilities." "Do we go in and dock?" "I give you your orders, Ginka." "My apologies, Captain." "Do we go in and dock, sir?" " You'll get your..." " Yes." "With full quarantine precautions." "Say we're afraid of cross infection." "Under the circumstances, they shouldn't find that hard to believe." "True, Madam." "What if the Liberator is out of range of Auron's distress calls?" "You're forgetting Cally." " Her telepathy?" " Exactly." "And I'm quite sure she's capable of persuading the others." "(CALLY) Soon." "We're coming." "Tell them they must not despair." "The Liberator is on its way." "Zelda, we will be together again." "Be strong." "I'm coming home, Zelda." "I'm coming to help you." "Sir." "Your message received, Jig Nine." "Hold please." " It's a reply?" " Requesting quarantine dockings." " Who are they?" " It's an ex-Federation cruiser." " All right, confirm." " Just a minute." " Suppose it's a trick." " How?" "This whole epidemic." "They could have intercepted our ship and infected our pilot." " For what reason?" " Conquest." "That's ridiculous." "Surely it would be safer to wait for the Liberator." "At least we can trust them." "And we know they're coming, Zelda heard." "But not when." "Do you know how long it'll take?" "Eh?" "Exactly." "All right, confirm docking." "Full quarantine." "Auron Control to Jig Nine." "(TENSE INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)" "Madam, docking facilities open." " Quarantine?" " As specified." "Tell them to have specimens ready for analysis." "Right." "No." "Tell them to have a patient ready." "Specify Clinician Franton." "Tell them he's to wear protective suiting to withstand radiation scanning." " Clinician Franton?" " Yes." "Their replication expert." "(ORAC) Reproduction by Clinician Franton's method of group cloning... has resulted in highly developed psychic faculties... telepathy being the most obvious example." "These faculties are, of course, limited to the young... since cloning was developed relatively recently." "We know all that." "Since I lack sensors to assess what is or is not in your mind..." "I cannot assess what is or is not already known to you." "Listen, Orac, what about the disease epidemic Cally's talking about?" "It's a high probability." "Because Auron has had a policy of neutrality and isolation... the planet has now been kept completely free of all disease... for more than three decades." "A sterile environment." "Without disease there would be no natural resistance to infection." "Precisely." " Checking up?" " Why not?" "There's nothing Orac can tell you that I can't." "Maybe not, but dispassionately, without prejudice or emotion." "So what's Orac's dispassionate assessment?" "A trap?" "We haven't got that far." " Distress signal from Auron." " Details." "Signal faint and intermittent." "Come on." "Requesting urgent help." "Requesting medical facilities." "Diagnostic scan complete." "Remove helmet for treatment." "Grasp the support." "Keep as still as possible." "Feet on the marks." "Ginka, that is not Clinician Franton." " It is, sir." " Rubbish." "Ginka, who is this woman?" "She's Franton's daughter... in charge of the bio-replication plant... since her father's death several years ago." "Daughter?" "Surely the man would have replicated in his own image." "It seems she was born while he was still developing the process." "Ah..." " Born of natural birth." " Evidently." "(BEEPING)" "Excuse me, Madam." "(ELECTRONIC WAVE NOISE)" "There's a mirror to your left." "Shall I have her brought in here, Madam?" "Please don't interfere, Deral." "I've already given Ginka his orders." "Excuse me, Madam." "Control, Liberator is on visual." "The prize, Deral." "The way to reestablish the Federation more quickly." "The single most powerful fighting ship left in space." "With that, we can command the loyalty of all factions." "Clinician Franton." " No longer infectious." " Total cure." " Your therapy unit, it's miraculous." " Thank you." "Installed shortly before the Intergalactic War." "Auron's people will be saved if we can reprogram our medical units." "I only wish that were possible." "Explain, Ginka." "It's a pathogen introduced by the aliens during the war." "Treatment is linked to the patient's individual tissue pattern." "Individual?" "We can offer your people to come on board... wearing protective clothing in batches of six." "Six?" "Our entire planet's infected." "If we could at least take the unit out to our medical centre." "No question of that." "Batches of six, in suits." "(SLOW INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)" "Six at a time." "Even if only a few dozen can survive." "Where's Clinician Franton?" "She's gone to the plant to prepare for evacuation of the genetic stock." " Liberator arrival imminent, sir." " At last." "Patar, offer immediate docking facilities." "I did, sir, but they said they're using teleport." "We're wasting valuable time." "Why don't we dock now?" "Security." "But this is a mercy mission, not a war." " Those bugs could hit us, too, you know." " We can dock once we've assessed." "Volunteering for teleport duty up here." "We should leave two." "Dayna can bring one back up for analysis." "Okay." "It would be quicker if we took Orac with us." "It would be stupid to compound the risk." "Risk?" "They're dying down there, dying by the thousand." "Orac stays, Cally." "Come on." "Good luck." " Ginka." " Yes, sir?" " Stand up." " Sir." "You are addressing a superior officer." "Stand up!" " As you wish, sir." " Yes, Ginka, as I wish." "I'm tired of your insubordination." "I'm tired of your not-very-subtle attempts to undermine my authority." "Is this an official reprimand, sir?" "If it is, then I have the right to the presence... of another officer to state my case." "What exactly is your case?" "Do you mean you don't know?" "Is it because you were passed over for command?" "You admit that I was passed over then." "Clearly, since I was made captain and you were not." "A fact you'd do well to bear in mind." "I do bear it in mind, sir." "I bear it in mind all the time." "Then act accordingly." "Or I shall have you up in front of a court martial." "I don't think the President would go along with that, sir." "You think she has some special regard for you, is that it?" "I think she recognises a good officer... even if he doesn't have the right connections." " As I have?" " Surely." "Since you were made captain, and I was not." "Get on with your work." "(SOMBRE INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)" " The first six have arrived, Madam." " Get them out of those suits." "Should I proceed with the scanning process first?" "There is no point." "They have to die anyway." "See to it, Ginka, and get two of those suits up here." " Deral and I will need them." " At once, Madam." "Control, is the Liberator docking?" "No, Madam." "It is in stationary orbit." "Ah..." "Then they're using teleport." " Is he strong enough, do you think?" " Yes." "Come on." "Teleport, Vila." "So, one of your pilots was infected with an alien pathogen." "That's right." "Why didn't he report, warn you to have quarantine ready?" "His communications were defective, auto systems as well." "He managed the reentry on manual, but died during docking." " Defective, how?" " Ionic particle dislocation." "Didn't that strike you as odd?" "No doubt yet another residue of annihilation from your war." "Impossible." "No warfare pathogens... or ionic reefs could have drifted this far." "Not so quickly." "They evidently have." "And our population is decimated." "At least Dayna has taken your traffic controller up to our ship." "One man." "We have to start somewhere." "He'll be scanned for both diagnosis and treatment." "And then what?" "How many can you possibly save?" " Everyone's infected." " Including us, by now." "What about the genetic tissue?" "There are 5,000 on standby for immediate dispatch." " 5,000?" "All uninfected?" " Yes, of course." "How can you be sure?" "It's in storage at our bio-replication plant." "Is Zelda there?" "Yes, with Clinician Franton." "(BUZZING)" "There's someone in decontamination." "Carry on, Zelda." "Strictly no entry." " Let us in, please." " The infection risk." "You obviously have cleansing procedures." " Besides, we're not diseased in any way." " What do you want?" "A small matter of payment, in return for our medical services." "I wish to use one of your gestation units." "Replication?" "That, I believe, is their function." "Is it so much to ask?" "We're preparing for evacuation." "No longer necessary." "Thanks to us." "And the Liberator." "But the disease pathogens will still be infecting the planet." "No problem." "After the gestation process is complete... our medical unit can simply induct specific resistance into the babies." "The quicker you oblige, the quicker I can return to my ship... and allow the treatment to continue." "The price of mercy." "Elementary commerce." "How do you feel?" "I just hope Orac can fix it." "Liberator." " Idiot, where are you?" " Vila!" "(AVON) This is not untypical." "Vila, come in." " Yes." " Where were you?" "Precautions." " Against what?" " Plague." " Has Orac got any results yet?" " No." "The first batch are coming back from treatment." "Good." "Get the next six ready." " Treatment?" " Where?" " From the other ship." " What other ship?" "The one that answered our distress call before you arrived." "Absolutely still, Tarrant." "Bracelets off, and guns, quickly!" "Who the hell are you?" "I give the orders here!" "Not anymore." "I'm in charge." "On the floor, double quick!" "Zelda." "Zelda, listen." "We're trapped in the Control Centre." "We're trapped in the Control Centre." "Zelda, prepare a placenta, please." "Is that all it takes?" "A sample of blood?" "It's the genetic print we need." "All body cells with a nucleus carry that." "The white cells are here." "As long as they're capable of differentiation... they're capable of growth... into another you." "Excellent." " My bloodline, Deral." " Or gene stock." "Yes." "(SERVALAN) Where can I speak to your Control Centre?" "Over there." "Do you need me, ma'am?" "No, Deral, you can wait for me here." "Cally's trapped in the..." "Relax, Vila." "Orac's found the cure." " Quite sure?" " It's even better than the other ship." " What?" " What other ship?" "The ex-Federation that answered our distress call." "Now he tells us." "Cally, Avon, Tarrant." " Tarrant." "Answer, Tarrant." " I'll go down." "And land us into the mess." "You stay here until we know the score." " Tarrant." "Answer, Tarrant." " What's going on?" "Hello, Vila." "(DRAMATIC INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)" "(MOUTHS "SERVALAN")" "Time to surrender." "We have your compatriots, Vila." "Surrender the Liberator and they live." "Resist, and they die." "However, having some degree of personal regard for you, Vila..." "I am prepared to make you an offer." "I'm listening." "A position of senior rank." " Such as?" " Say, a governorship?" "A planet of your choosing." "Earth, if you wish it." " Earth?" " Lies." "I think I'll have a chat with Orac." " We may have one advantage." " Really?" "Us." "It's just possible she doesn't know we're here." "Why?" "Why have you done this?" "Yes, why?" "Why have you brought this on us?" "I just can't believe it." " I can't believe that anyone can be so..." " Successful?" "Well, now you know." "Take them out and shoot them." " I'm sorry." " You're not to blame." "Aren't I?" "I should have listened to Franton after all." "You did what you thought was right at the time." "Go on, Vila." "Orac says to come up here and negotiate." "Does it really?" "A question of trust." "Orac can only assess veracity in person." " I'll send a deputy." " All right, but unarmed." "Let me go, Madam." "I'll take the Liberator." "No." "I think Deral would be a more suitable representative." "Without a weapon?" "Have one." "But hidden." "It's only Vila up there and he's a coward." "Get control of that teleport, and the Liberator is ours." "My deputy is ready." "His name is Deral." "One moment." " All right." " Teleport." " Welcome aboard." " Sit down." "Over here?" " Keep still." " So much for trust." "Disarming, isn't she?" "Over there." "You tried to trick us, Servalan." "Naughty." "One hostage to us." "And three to me." "But listen, I have to go." "Set foot outside this building and you'll be instantly infected." " But not dead." "I can still..." " I'm immune now, Zelda, cured." "One of us must stay and complete the packing." "The genetic material must be ready for evacuation." "It's Auron's only chance now." " But..." " I'll manage." " But I..." " You stay and alert Cally." "Tell her to be ready." " Where is Servalan's ship?" " Down on the quarantine ramps." "Threaten it, Vila." "You're cut off, Servalan." "We have a neutron blaster sighted on your ship." "Destroy it, and you destroy your three compatriots." " They're not on board." " True, Vila, true." "But they are infected with the disease." "And the only cure happens to be on my ship." "I think it quite safe to return." "Ginka, bring the bracelets." "Watch them." "Is she telling the truth, Deral?" "Can she really cure them?" "Well?" "If I help you, I'm finished with Servalan." "Friend, you're dead meat to her anyway." "Avon, Tarrant, look." "(DRAMATIC INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)" "Nice shot." "I'll take him." "I'm Franton." "The guard's gone." "You'll never get him." " He'll alert Servalan." " How far is their ship?" " Close." " As soon as she knows, she'll blast us." " There's no point in staying here." " Where shall we go?" " There is one place that's safe." " From those projectiles of hers?" "Simply because of what's in there." "The replication plant." "Come on." "Fool!" "Arm projectiles." "Prepare to fire." " Target?" " The Control Centre." "(FAST-PACED INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)" "The Centre." "Come on." " The Control Centre?" " Demolished." "Good." "Our sensors are detecting movement." " Sector?" " Northeast." "They're heading for the replication plant." " Ready to fire." " Wait." "Use mark fives only." " But, Madam..." " Ginka, I don't want that plant damaged." "Not much further." "Hurry!" "Projectile attack in proximity of main Control Centre." "They stand about as much chance as a bubble in a black hole." "Unless they head for the replication plant." "What?" " It's the one possible sanctuary." " Why?" "Zelda!" "No closer." "Cease firing." "Firing ceased." "Take in a ground force." "You command." " But Madam..." " Ginka!" "Do as I say." "They're diseased, Zelda." "No." "They've stopped firing." "I wonder why." "Because of these." "They're implanted with her cells." " Servalan's?" " Her surrogate womb." "Birth by proxy." "After infecting the entire planet in the first place." " You must be Zelda." " That's right." "Cally?" "(SURREAL INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)" "So, those little monsters give us a breather." "Not that it'll do us much good without bracelets to get us up to the Liberator." "Could be." "If they've somehow found out about Servalan's urge to breed." " But how?" " Cally won't be short of telepathic vibes." " Her sister's there, remember." " Yes, but..." "It's the only possible lead we have." "But if it's wrong?" "If he's lying?" "Just be ready to bring me straight back up." "All right, down." "You'd better be right." " I told you to take in a ground force." " I know, but I think you are mistaken." " About what?" " The replication plant." "Cally, Avon and Tarrant, they must die now." " Not in there." " Why not?" "Surely you are not that concerned for Capt. Deral's offspring." "Deral?" "What are you talking about?" "He persuaded Franton to remove some cells... from one of the placentas and replace them with his own." "Whose cells did he replace?" "You were with him all the time, weren't you?" "No." "I left him alone there, when I went to give you your orders." "The firing point, now!" "(DRAMATIC INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)" "You don't look well." " I just hope Orac can sort us out." " Relax." "Orac did a grand therapy job on their traffic controller." "Franton..." "Zelda, you'll have to evacuate with us." "They'll be here soon, Zelda." "It won't just be bugs they're bringing." "He's right, Zelda." "Get them on." " Ready, everyone?" " Wait, the gene stocks." "Ready?" "I think it's the nutrient flow balance." " What are you doing?" " I have to adjust it." " There isn't time for that." " Leave it, Zelda." " But the foetuses will die." " They're going to die anyway." "Vila, get us out of here." "Zelda!" "Ready to fire." "Fire." "You must get out of there, Zelda." "Put the bracelet on." "Even Servalan's children must have a chance, Cally." "Zelda!" "Cally!" "(ZELDA SCREAMING)" "(SLOW INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)" "Servalan must have destroyed the plant." "Why would she do that?" "Why kill the babies?" "Even her own babies." "Ginka." "Ginka!" "We got them." "You lied." "You lied to me." "They were mine." "I felt them die." "(SCREAMING)" " Deral." " What?" "Tell Servalan she missed us." "It was for nothing." "All of it was for nothing." "And tell her Auron's children will return." "You can't." "No?" "Happy landings." "Deral." "Well?" "No!" "(DRAMATIC INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)" " Feeling better?" " Yes, thanks to Orac." " Did you look in on the others?" " They're fine." " And Cally?" " She'll be all right, she's sleeping." "Zen, course." "Course 0-3-K-2-0 for the planet Kahn." "Kahn?" "It is within the specified parameters." "An uninhabited Earth-type planet capable of supporting an Auron colony." " Flight time?" " 40 hours at present speed." "Increase speed." " No, Avon." "Let's not rush it." " Why not?" "The gene stocks that Franton has, contains the potential for 5,000 children." "Franton and Patar are going to be busy on Kahn." "Maybe we should let them rest." "Maybe we should." "It's likely to be the last rest they'll get." "Zen, maintain present speed." "What about Cally?" "You think she'll want to go with them?" "Cally will stay with us." "We are closer to her than they are." "Besides, a nursery of 5,000..." "Would you want to go with them?" "(THEME MUSIC)"