"Previously on Farscape." "And finally on Farscape." "Your infantile obsession with betrayal is misplaced, John." "Aeryn:" "Scorpius actually said that?" "Can you believe the son of a bitch did actually say that?" "Look past my actions, towards my goal." "Our common goal." "He leads Braca and a damn Command Carrier here and no," "I have an infantile obsession with betrayal." "Should you initiate Starburst, your ship will be crippled." "If Scorpius is harmed in any way, the Leviathan will be destroyed." "We have Braca sitting on our front doorstep issuing threats with one hand, and Scarran messages with the other." "But no, no, no, I'm sorry." "It's not a betrayal." "Do you believe them?" "Yes." "No." "I..." "Maybe." "I don't know." "Look, I can understand if you..." "if you didn't want to, but it is possible that they're telling the truth." "Crazy as it sounds, that the message was... was intercepted from the decimated Scarran base on Katratzi." "Our course is set for the wormhole that leads to Crichton's home planet." "Upon arrival, begin the process of subduing their defensive forces." "Just tell me the Scarrans don't know where Earth is." "They'll go." "Crystherium Utilia." "An acquired taste." "Hummingbird feeder." "You know of our delicacy." "Crichton:" "Bird of Paradise." "Yeah, Mom's garden." "Dime a dozen." "I know they're gonna go." "They're gonna go because I told 'em their flowers were there." "That being the case, perhaps we should set aside how we feel about Scorpius and listen to what he's proposing." "No, absolutely not." "No." "He... he's manipulated us, Aeryn." "He manipulates everything." "This, us." "From the first moment we met, the man has done nothing but lie to us." "I know." "But what if the Scarrans are heading to Earth?" "What if they really are?" "What else did he say to you?" "I assure you, I had nothing to do with this, John." "That said, reality... presents opportunity, John." "That if I ally myself with the Peacekeepers, he will... will see to it that our entire might is thrown into defending your world." "Well, that's something you have to consider." "No, I don't." "I can destroy the wormhole." "Seal up Earth." "You can do that?" "Yes, no, maybe again." "The knowledge is there, it's just not in the correct order." "All right, but what if they make it there before you?" "What if they beat you there?" "What happens to your family?" "Everyone?" "Make a decision, John." "You have nothing to fear from this commitment." "It's a big commitment." "Either one." "So you're..." "What?" "Afraid." "Of commitment?" "Hey, wait a minute." "Did she just hesitate like that, or was that just you doing that now?" "What does it matter?" "Well, it matters because if she hesitated like that, she knows you were talking about her." "You said what?" "What I said." "Like you said?" "What does it matter?" "Well if you said it to him like you said it when you said it to me, then it means that he knows that you know." "Now is not a good time to be talking commitment, with Peacekeepers." "Earth is not ready." "Will they ever be?" "One day." "Maybe." "So you got out of it?" "Oh, please." "No, really." "Because, uh, if she paused like that..." "I don't wanna talk about it." "So what do we do?" "We hope." "We hope that I can figure out how to destroy the wormhole." "Otherwise, all the bad things happen, and it'll be my fault." "Well, I'm with you." "Good job." "Always position yourself so they have to come to you." "Chiana, this isn't about us." "Sure." "Ready?" "Yeah." "We are natural allies, John." "The Scarrans will ravage your planet, and I can prevent it." "Miss Britannica, what kind of Scarran ship is following us?" "A Stryker, John." "Swift attack." "It's gonna beat us to the wormhole?" "Utilizing Starburst?" "Possibly." "What about Braca and the Queen Mary?" "No." "Grasshopper, tell me your plan for saving Earth." "By a simple declaration of alliance." "Even infuriated, Emperor Staleek would be forced to stay his attack, or by its inception, incur a war that he is still afraid of losing." "Your timing is terrible." "It's too late." "(beeping)" "Welcome to the nuclear age." "John, see reason." "No, I am no longer a chess piece." "Crichton, he is not wrong." "You must trust him." "Goldilocks, it's a bad choice." "When you figure that out, call our 1-800 number for counseling." "D'Argo:" "Okay, Chiana." "Lock down the Maintenance Bay." "Good riddance." "You two better grab your helmets." "Captain Braca, here's the deal." "We've attached a bomb to Scorpius and we're leaving." "Follow us and the bomb explodes." "Once we've gone, the bomb will shut down." "Couldn't be simpler." "Don't bother responding." "We're not listening." "Scorpius:" "Explain to me the logic of resisting the Scarrans without allies." "I see." "Reason has fled them all." "So much you misunderstand about me, John." "Your actions put your world at risk." "I did this." "I'll fix it." "And live with it either way." "Sikozu:" "Weak species!" "Scorpius:" "John reconsider!" "Otherwise you doom Earth to destruction!" "My name is John Crichton, an astronaut." "Three years ago I got shot through a wormhole." "I'm in a distant part of the universe aboard this living ship of escaped prisoners, my friends." "I've made enemies." "Powerful, dangerous." "Now all I want is to find a way home to warn Earth." "Look upward and share the wonders I've seen." "Ahkna:" "Why send a Stryker force to Earth?" "For impotent revenge against Crichton, or to separate me from my lover?" "We are political enemies, you and I." "But Scarrans both." "Do you have the fortitude to ally yourself for a greater good than your own advancement?" "You destroyed my father." "Your political office, the bounty of your rank, were stolen." "Just as he took from his predecessor." "You must put that aside." "What does it matter?" "The Hierarchy shall judge us both harshly." "The Crystherium matriarch is gone." "This region of the galaxy denied to us." "A partnership." "Your lover, Pennoch, travels to Earth, Ahkna, because these grow there." "D'Argo:" "John, at this range, Pilot could still contact Scorpius." "But after one more Starburst, he..." "No turning back." "I think you should concentrate on your training with Katoya." "Katoya was a frelling fruit loop." "Focus on your inner strength." "It's here." "I just can't find the Rosetta Stone." "Katoya." "Fruit loop." "Sex." "Chiana." "Sex does it." "For you?" "For everyone." "Sex." "With you, or with him?" "Whatever." "Sex." "John... this is hard to say but, ah, not all of the Peacekeepers are represented by Grayza's betrayal." "If you make a pact with Scorpius, I believe they'll honor it." "And then they won't enslave your planet." "Thanks." "It's not a 12." "It's not 12." "Pilot, how come we haven't Starburst?" "We need Starburst!" "Scarran Stryker craft have a unique propulsion system that allows them to cover great distances." "And?" "We require three additional Starbursts to reach the destination." "At our current rate, they will arrive before us." "Moya and I have discussed the options, and elect to employ an extended Starburst technique." "Extended Starburst?" "(grunting)" "Noranti:" "You look awful." "I can't think." "Oh, this extended Starburst is much worse than Pilot expected." "Rygel is vomiting continuously, though perhaps that's not so unusual." "On the other hand, Stark has passed out, which is just as well, 'cause now he can't vomit at all." "Would you leave me alone for a while?" "Momentarily." "Chew." "No thank you." "It decreases the symptoms." "How fares the wormhole?" "Can you close one down?" "Noranti, would you leave us, please?" "I know of one sure curative for brain lock." "Natural," "Come on." "organic, drugs." "Please." "How is your nausea, dear?" "Better, thank you." "Good." "I can take a hint." "I was looking for you in Maintenance Bay." "I liked your solution." "Liked that, did ya?" "Mm-hmm." "You have any home remedies for writer's block?" "I know you better than that." "(sighs)" "I'm gonna fail." "It's a sin, really." "I'm close." "There's just not enough time." "It's always about time." "Yeah." "Time." "Timing." "Timing." "Love you." "Don't ever change." "Pilot, proof me on this." "If I can." "Remember, I'm a bit woozy myself from extended Starburst." "I'll have Grandma whip you up something." "A wormhole is a disturbance in space-time." "Immediately before it opens, a pressure bubble forms." "You can't see it, but it's there." "I can see it." "You can see the bubble?" "Yes." "Can't you?" "I kinda smell it." "Any-Anyway, you know what I'm talking about." "The bubble starts tiny and it expands outward." "When the bubble bursts, the wormhole opens." "Correct." "All right." "Here's my theory." "Stop me if you've heard it before." "I travel down the wormhole to Earth in my module." "The wormhole closes behind me, I wait." "Before the wormhole opens, I dive in at the last moment piercing the bubble." "That collapses the wormhole in around me, over and over and over again, all the way back to here." "The wormhole is sealed up forever." "Closed." "Finito." "Road gone." "Hmm..." "That is brilliant, Commander." "It'll work." "The math is impeccable." "The quantical relationships line up perfectly." "Ah." "Am I sensing a problem?" "The Scarrans are on their way, Pilot." "The timing required to puncture the bubble at its maximum radius, thereby beginning the chain reaction you describe, is in the mili-microts." "So, I can't do it?" "Even if you could see the bubble, your eye-limb coordination is lacking." "I'm not gonna ask you another favor, so I'm just gonna beg." "(sighs)" "Commander, I'm sorry." "There's nothing I can do." "Oh..." "Chiana:" "All over." "Finally." "Outstanding, Pilot." "My congratulations to you and to Moya." "Chiana:" "No sign of the Scarrans." "We beat 'em." "I'm coming with you." "Aeryn, we got one shot at the wormhole before the Scarrans arrive." "Pilot's explained this maneuver to me." "He's not very optimistic." "If it doesn't work, we could be stuck on Earth." "There are worse places." "Not if the Scarrans get there." "Then we'll have to do the best we can." "What did you imagine for your life?" "Service, promotion, retirement, death." "You?" "This is exactly what I imagined." "And a couple of kids." "Ah, Dominar." "You should do it." "Would you?" "No." "But I'm not you." "Braca:" "Allow me to take this opportunity to say how pleased I am to have you back onboard, sir." "Delightful to be here, Captain." "Is Commandant Grayza not joining us?" "No." "No, she's having a little difficulty adjusting to her confinement." "Apparently, she's under sedation." "Pity." "The next time we encounter Crichton, see to it that the older cook is brought aboard, unharmed." "Do you wish me to continue to track his movements and pursue him?" "Unnecessary." "I believe our reluctant human may soon return... of his own volition." "My name is John Crichton, an astronaut." "Four years ago, I got shot through a wormhole to a distant part of the galaxy." "I ended up on this ship, this living ship," "populated by escaping prisoners who became my friends." "Harvey:" "Curious holiday, Easter." "Religious leader dies, comes back from the dead and you end up celebrating like this." "I made enemies." "Harvey:" "John..." "Not now, you son of a bitch." "This is not... the time..." "to be messing with me!" "(grunting)" "You want me to fail, don't ya?" "Quite the contrary, John." "Should your planet fall victim," "I would not wish to reside in the head that blames itself." "Then why?" "I've examined this thoroughly from my unique perspective." "And I believe your fears are correct." "I believe you will fail." "After all that's happened, how do you expect me to trust you?" "Well, I think that, like religion, is an individual choice." "Either you believe and therefore, bunnies are unnecessary or you don't, in which case, chocolate!" "Hey." "Crichton, what are you doing?" "Contacting Scorpius." "Change of plan." "John." "What?" "I'm gonna see if I can cut a deal before the Scarrans get here and avert a massacre." "(chuckling)" "Are you really sure this is what you wanna do?" "I can't risk Earth." "What the hell's the matter with these consoles?" "Why are you doing this?" "Why would you sell your own people out?" "Because I am proud to bring Peacekeeper protection to my backward-ass little planet?" "Then don't do it!" "Pop the frelling bubble." "Make the wormhole collapse." "Pip, I can't do it." "Yes, you can." "I'm not smart enough." "Yes, you can." "I'm not fast enough." "I am not alien enough." "And you know what?" "There are people in the universe who don't like me." "I'm only human." "Frell you!" "(scoffs)" "To... victory over Scarran domination." "Scorpius:" "To you." "Your bravery." "For resisting the enemy?" "For not resisting..." "your friends." "(moans)" "(Sikozu moaning, Scorpius growling)" "(Pilot hyperventilating)" "Calm down, Pilot." "Breathe." "(breathing slows)" "That's it." "Now, tell me what the matter is." "Moya and I have never been at greater odds." "We've never disagreed so fiercely." "Over what, Pilot?" "I haven't been entirely honest about not being able to help Crichton." "You!" "Sparky, you selfish, egotistical, self-centered little Dominar." "Pilot said it was you that turned him around." "Do you want to pay me back?" "We'll see how it turns out." "Ow!" "Ooh!" "But I love your scaly green ass, no matter what." "Pilot:" "Moya is enormously distressed by what we are about to do." "Tell her she must be brave." "It's for the good of the family." "Pilot, how's this gonna work?" "Pilot:" "Because the Transport Pods are built of Moya's own elements," "I will be able to live in one for up to an arn." "But if we are not rejoined by then, both wounds will scab over, and our neurological connections will have no chance of regenerating." "We're gonna be quick." "We go, wormhole closes, we wait." "Before it opens again, we pop the bubble and we're back home." "If not, my death is assured." "And without Moya." "I shall die alone." "Stark:" "You won't be alone, Moya." "He shall return." "And I'm here." "We're all here." "This will help you to relax." "Aeryn?" "Most life-sustaining systems are on manual bypass." "Ready as can be." "Rygel:" "Then do it, if you're going to do it." "Cap'n?" "Pip?" "D'Argo:" "Okay, Pilot." "I really need to hear this from you." "Captain D'Argo, I remand this ship to your control." "You may now cut me free of Moya." "(sighs)" "(controls winding down)" "(agonizing screaming)" "(Stark screaming)" "(screaming echoing)" "Noranti:" "It's not working!" "Stop!" "It's not working!" "Stop!" "Stop!" "What?" "What's wrong?" "He can't take anymore." "He's getting delirious." "Well, what do you expect?" "We're cutting him in half" "Oh no, not Pilot, the other one." "Listen." "Stark:" "Too much." "It's too fast." "It makes no sense." "I can't remember." "It's too much sequentially coded." "Mine." "Stark:" "There's too much." "It's all an impossible pattern." "It's too much." "Helpless." "Help me." "Stark!" "Help me. (crying)" "(grunting)" "Oh!" "What is the matter?" "It's too much." "Too fast." "Okay, all right." "Chiana, these command sequences must be performed while I am separated from Moya." "Without them, most regulatory systems will fail." "Okay, you said... you said you flew Talyn." "Oh, I did." "There." "Sat there." "Flew Talyn." "Controlled Talyn." "Was Talyn." "So?" "Way more complicated." "Four arms." "It's too fast." "Too much." "Okay, Pilot, can you slow it down for him?" "There is no time." "All right." "Then show me and I'll slow it down." "(shuttering)" "Stark:" "Your eyes." "What did you do?" "Your job." "I'm blind." "Tell Crichton we're ready." "Thank you, Chiana." "They're putting Pilot inside the Transport Pod." "He doesn't look well." "Noranti:" "I've fortified him, with antiinfectious ointment and pain relief." "Though I fear both to be wholly inadequate in this case." "What is this dren?" "Keep the neural circuits moist till Moya and Pilot are rejoined." "Don't hold your breath." "This isn't even one you could get odds on." "Aeryn:" "This moisturizing agent won't work for long." "The ganglia is already drying out." "Wormhole cycle's gonna start in about 30 microts." "You might wanna grab onto something." "John." "Aeryn." "The Scarrans are less than an arn away." "Good luck." "Dear God, don't let me screw this up." "(quietly):" "Yee-ha." "(rhythmic breathing)" "Aah, Dad." "Huh." "You sentimental son of a bitch." "Aeryn:" "Pilot?" "We're gonna need you to wake up now." "We need your help." "(groaning)" "Come on, John." "Jack:" "There is no way that 500 egghead scientists are strapping on a handgun as part of their uniform." "So help me out here, Winters." "Make all this crap go away." "(phone ringing inside)" "I'm coming." "(ringing continues)" "Hello." "Crichton:" "Hey, Dad." "John, where are you?" "Serenity Base." "Serenity Base?" "Yeah, the Moon." "Why didn't you make Earth orbit?" "Murphy, Dad." "We've got a little problem." "Worse than a $300 clipboard that you can put paper in when it's upside-down?" "Yes." "The Scarrans have located Earth." "And they're on their way." "What can we do?" "Nothing." "I gotta do it." "What the hell's that mean?" "Why do you have to do it?" "You've already done enough, son." "I'm gonna seal up the wormhole." "That'll isolate Earth, but it should protect it." "Then how do we get into deep space?" "The old-fashioned way." "You build a rocket." "I've left you technology and navigation information here at your flagpole." "How long do we have?" "Not long." "Then take me with you." "Take us all." "We're ready." "500 of the world's best." "We can help." "There's no time." "What do you mean, there's no time?" "For Moya to get from the Moon to the Earth, what's it take?" "Blink of the eye?" "Two seconds?" "Come on, son!" "We're down to minutes, Dad." "How do you wanna spend 'em?" "Son." "Listen, the Secretary General of the U.N. is... he speaks for the planet on all space matters now." "We're starting to come together, just like you wanted." "That's good." "Keep that up." "I was looking forward to going with you, boy." "Well, sometimes things don't happen quite the way you imagine 'em." "(quietly):" "Come on." "Tell Suse and Liv that..." "I love 'em." "And I'll contact ya if I can." "Tell everyone." "I will, son." "You tell my grandkids about me." "Ha." "That's a no brainer." "They gotta know who my hero is." "You're gonna find... when you have your own, you want 'em to pass you." "Be better, climb higher." "I guess if that's the measure," "I'm the greatest dad on Earth." "I love you, Dad." "(voice cracking):" "You're the heart and soul of my life, son." "I love you." "Goodbye." "Stark, can we move the ship?" "Moya seems too dazed to respond to anyone but Pilot for navigation." "D'Argo?" "The Scarrans will be here momentarily." "No, no, no!" "Scarrans!" "Scarrans torture!" "Scarrans kill!" "Torture, kill!" "Torture, kill!" "(screams) Stark!" "I think I'm okay now." "Pennoch:" "Emperor Staleek." "The wormhole has reappeared as we approach." "Scans show Crichton's Leviathan sits nearby, though it makes no attempt to flee or defend itself." "Staleek:" "Ignore them." "Continue on to Earth." "Fulfill your mission." "They're here!" "Everyone brace!" "(yelling and grunting)" "Pennoch:" "I have crippled their ship." "Aeryn:" "Up, Pilot." "Now." "Come on, Pilot, up and at 'em." "You got billions of lives to save." "Did I... did I miss it?" "No." "Did I let you down?" "No, you did not." "All right, listen up." "Right there." "Where?" "Right there." "It's gonna be a wormhole back to Moya, and just pop the bubble when it's... when it's time." "At its apex." "Yes, Commander." "You know what scares the hell out of me?" "From the first moment I laid eyes on you," "I could never see the end." "What scares me is I always could." "All right Pilot, time it right." "I see it, Commander." "The bubble preceding your wormhole is forming now." "Beginning acceleration sequence." "Wormhole in quatro... tres... dos." "Please... work." "(engines roaring) Now!" "I don't know if this is gonna work." "Scarrans!" "Disengage." "Disengage!" "(crashing thud)" "Uh!" "Son of a bitch!" "Emperor, Crichton has turned the wormhole against us." "We will not... (screaming over comms)" "(engines winding down)" "Damn baby, you're alive." "Stark:" "You did a good thing today, Pilot, for which the goddess always rewards." "Float on memories, and time will heal your wounds." "Empty..." "And should you ever need to leave again, don't hesitate in calling on me." "Discharge..." "I was your worthy successor." "I was!" "You ask Moya." "When the Scarrans shot her, I seized control and saved the ship!" "I know you're proud." "Troubled Stykera, float on memories, and perhaps time will heal your wounds." "Pilot:" "...discharge... pumps..." "Noranti:" "Head down." "Discharge..." "Yes, yes, Pilot." "D'Argo has switched on the pumps." "Any water seepage will be expelled." "Thank you." "Now, allow the minerals in Qujaga's sea to soothe Moya, and you rest and regenerate your connection to her." "(grunts softly)" "How many fingers?" "Hmm?" "(screaming)" "Two!" "Hey, whoa!" "Oi!" "Oh." "Tralk!" "It's not gonna go away." "(gasping)" "I'm gonna be blind forever." "Frell." "(frustrated groan)" "Hey." "That Diagnosan that we found near here, that is the first stop that we make when this is over, I promise." "Rygel:" "Simpletons." "What?" "Chiana:" "What's going on?" "Rygel:" "Crichton's got Aeryn in a boat." "What's he doing?" "We have some unfinished business." "Yes, we have." "A year ago, we let a coin make our decisions for us." "Not again." "Call it." "Aeryn." "I have a question." "Can I go first?" "Yeah." "When I was on the Command Carrier, I went to see a surgeon." "I was really worried about what the Scarrans did to me." "The fetus has been released from its stasis." "So I'm having a baby." "You okay?" "And the baby?" "It's yours." "I just wanted to tell you." "Hope it doesn't change anything." "Um..." "Well it changes everything." "We're gonna have... a baby!" "Yeah!" "Frell you!" "We are gonna have... a baby!" "Wha... what's going on?" "Now, John seems very, very angry." "We're having a baby!" "Come sit down before you fall down." "Ah, ha!" "Are you all right?" "Yeah." "Oh." "Are you happy?" "Yeah." "What was your question?" "Oh, God." "Um..." "Crichton's gone down onto his knees." "Why?" "I think he's hurt himself." "Will you marry me?" "Yes." "(laughs)" "Oh..." "What's he doing?" "Uh, the boat's sinking." "The ring." "He's putting some sort of... looks like a ring on her finger." "A ring?" "D'Argo:" "A..." "A ring." "(Chiana chuckles) You frelnicks." "Didn't you watch any of those..." "th-th-those Earth movies?" "Crichton just proposed." "Hmm?" "Proposed what?" "Marriage." "Marriage?" "Idiot!" "Oh!" "(rumbling)" "(loud whoosh)" "John!" "Aeryn!" "Get inside!" "D'Argo, do you know what it is?" "I have no idea whatsoever." "Just come back inside!" "Crichton:" "Give me a break." "We're in a boat!" "Tracker Scouts were correct." "One Leviathan, partially submerged." "Two invaders have exited their ship." "Request orders." "Are they gonna make it?" "(gasps) D'Argo!" "Qujagan (over comms):" "Do you have target acquisition?" "Positive." "I scan no armaments." "Neutralize invaders for analysis." "Acknowledged." "Neutralization run, beginning." "Hatch doors are open!" "Hurry up!" "You and your timing." "I love you." "No!" "(agonized scream):" "No!" "(screaming)" "(sobbing wail)" "(wind blowing)" "(distant rumbling)" "(loud whoosh)"