"Previously on Farscape." "Radiation." "Massive radiation." "I've never felt better." "The, uh, other Crichton." "He's dead." "I just can't watch that happen again." "We were so perfect, and you're just like him." "I mean, you are him." "No, I'm me." "You give me what I want, or I swear," "I will keep you alive so that you can witness your homeworld's destruction!" "I suggest you hang on to something." "Talyn." "Starburst." "This ship is dead!" "The wormhole experiment is over." "Aeryn." "Fly safe." "We all knew the time would come when we'd split up." "In the beginning I would never have even believed it could take so long." "Don't think I'm going to miss you." "Any of you." "I'm not." "Well, maybe a little bit." "And now, on Farscape." "Oh." "It doesn't work." "Oh, yes it does." "Just not for the wedding." "Hey!" "John?" "You wear this and somebody's gonna marry you." "Come on, Crichton." "I've been to a few different places." "Your world can't be that hard to adjust to." "You still have to ask her." "Doesn't work that way." "Might I interject?" "Would you like some yirgra fungal chowder?" "Oh, well." "Perhaps Aeryn wouldn't have liked your planet anyway." "Uh-uh..." " Come on." "Sarge it." "Ch..." "Again." "Ch..." "Sarch it." "Where's she from?" "Like Bosnia?" "Charge it." "Oh." "Thank you." "I told you." " No, look, that was good." "She almost understood what you said." "That was completely embarrassing." "Baby, look, English is a very difficult language." "Half the time people don't understand what I'm talking about." "You're doing great." " No, I'm not." "Nobody here understands what I'm saying." "This whole frelling planet needs translator microbes." "Hey old woman, why didn't you leave with the others?" "Because I knew the souffle would charm you." "Chowder, you said it was chowder." "I can make you a chowder." "Pip, who is that woman?" "I thought she was with you." "Look at this." "Pilot, I'm seeing another Leviathan." "We have arrived at the Leviathan Burial Place." "D'Argo, how much are you taking?" "Macton's posting is a long way away." "Thanks." "You could resupply during the journey." "Well revenge is a feast best served immediately." "You're going to get yourself killed." "We all are." "At least we'll do it on our home planets." "I'm surprised that Crais sacrificed himself." "Talyn was such a fine ship." "I can't believe this is all that's left of him." "So what are you gonna do after we bury Talyn?" "Same thing I'm doing now." "Working on wormhole theory." "Vision?" "D- d-darkness." "M" " M-Moya swallowed." "Pilot, is everything okay?" "No, Commander." "Brace for collision, everybody!" "Brace for collision!" " Pilot!" "Oh, praise the spirits!" "I'm never gonna finish this recipe." "Oh!" "My name is John Crichton..." "I'm lost... an astronaut." "I got shot through a wormhole..." "In some distant part of the universe..." "I'm trying to stay alive..." "Aboard this ship..." "This living ship..." "Of escaped prisoners." "My friends." "If you can hear me..." "Beware." "If I make it back..." "Will they follow?" "If I open the door..." "Are you ready?" "Earth is unprepared..." "Helpless, for the nightmares I've seen." "Or should I stay..." "Protect my home..." "Not show them..." "You exist..." "But then you will never know the wonders I've seen." "Total crap." "Completely dead." "Pilot, how long?" "Soon." "Moya is rallying herself to recovery." "That lunatic Leviathan's still out there?" " Hasn't moved." " Just staring us down." "Central pumping mechanism is a total loss." "Tier Three is underwater." "Conduit bulkhead breach." "Janz-two torpedo could not have done it better." "That crazy tralk really knew where to hit us, didn't she?" "Moya's nerval crytex is impossible to target so successfully, unless by another Leviathan." "Pilot, what the yotz brought this on?" "I still haven't made contact with the other Pilot." "However, it appears to have something to do with Talyn." "Oh, Talyn again?" "I told you we should have dumped his debris." "We wouldn't even be here." "Without Talyn you wouldn't be here." "So show some respect." "Respect!" "My tiny, shiny heinie." "It's gonna get us killed." "And who the frell is this?" "One, two, three." "And reroute Moya's systems to help in the recovery process." "Does everyone know what to do?" "Yeah." "Crichton?" "Huh?" "Pay attention!" "This is serious." "Yeah, it's a good plan." "Thank you." "Thank you very much." "Thank you." "That's my cousin Susan." " Aeryn, John." "Congratulations." "John." "Tonight you are the second luckiest man on Earth." "Know what I mean?" "Though still groggy, Moya informs me that each of this Leviathan's last three offspring were captured and enslaved by Peacekeeper hunters." "And she won't let Talyn be buried in the Sacred Space because he's half Peacekeeper." "This ship is quite irrational and as we've seen, prepared to enforce her edict." "Can't you work this out with the other Pilot?" "He has yet to return my communication, but I'm trying." "Mmm, that's certainly true." "Oh." "Ahh!" "Pay attention." "Oh!" "Fahrbot!" "When we get out of this, are you still gonna look for that ex-Peacekeeper unit?" "Can you keep the light on where I'm working?" "Sorry." "They assassinate people, right?" "The squad aims to stop terrorism and protect people." "Didn't you learn anything on the Command Carrier?" "Want some advice?" "Look Jool, I'm not Crichton's mate." "I'm not tied to him in any way." "In the short time I've known you, you've changed so much." "Don't go backwards." "Assassinating people... seems like going backwards." "Can you melt that?" "With what?" "There's no power yet." "Ow..." " Thank you." "Hey." "Hamman side's tight." "Looks like Moya's gonna be okay." "Yeah." "Hey, you know... you know what I said before about... about not wanting you to come with me?" "That wasn't exactly right." "Pip, it's cool." "Where you been?" "Not now." "This is not right." "I would love you to come with me." "But you know, I..." "I gotta find my brother and he's in this resistance thing, and... and as if I'm gonna find him hanging out with someone who looks like..." "A Peacekeeper?" "It's cool." "What are we gonna do if this crazy tralk doesn't let Moya into the burial grounds?" "Perhaps I could offer the benefit of my training." "What, how?" "As a chef?" "And doctor." "Instructor." "And among many other disciplines, negotiator." "Listen Wrinkles, how about you just stick to the chowder." "You can deal with the old frelnik." "Damn!" "I can't see!" "God!" "Ah!" "Go to the truth." "It calls in your own tongue." "Ignore it and risk all." "No!" "Get down!" "Get down!" "John." "What the frell happened to him?" "Ah... ah, nothing." "Nothing." "He'll be fine." "What did you do?" "Perhaps a slight misjudgment of his weight." "It won't occur again, I'm certain." "So am I." "Aeryn, D'Argo, the Leviathan killed her own Pilot." "Nutrient starvation." "Why would she do that?" " I'm not sure, but she threatens to attack again if Moya does not take Talyn's remains and vacate the area." "Never one to say I told you so, but shall we go?" "Well, I can't believe I'm agreeing with Rygel, but under the circumstances, with Moya injured..." "Moya feels Talyn has earned the right to be buried in the Sacred Space, and she will not yield." "Don't you ever get bored, living on the same planet, never going anywhere?" "And what about living in a house?" "It's too quiet, there's no engine noise." "Well wait till summer, when the air conditioning kicks on." "John has this fantasy about us having kids and dogs and the pool and barbecues." "Must seem a strange culture." "Jack, I am miserable here, and he just doesn't see it." "I'm going to get married, end up like Betty Crocker." "I just keep wondering when he's gonna wake up." "I'm awake." "You all right?" "Well... between the witch and the Luxan..." "Still?" "The other Leviathan killed her own pilot, and Moya won't back down." "Uh..." "Can Moya beat her?" "Damage is too great." "We could dodge for a while, but eventually..." "We have to cut and run." "Pilot can't convince her and, uh, Chiana and Rygel are trying." "Sparky and Pip?" "Oh!" "If you untie me, I shall volunteer again to mediate, even... even though I..." "I know that, um..." "Who is that woman?" " I don't know." "Listen, Moya, uh... everyone is, uh... is really concerned, about your plan." "I..." "I mean, even Aeryn thinks that... that maybe Talyn should be laid to rest someplace else." "I once, um..." "I once asked Zhaan... how... how she got along with you so well." "She... she said that the..." "that the key... that the key was to be honest." "Was to be honest." "No matter what." "Well, Moya... this... this is what I think." "I think that you should bury Talyn wherever you frelling wanna bury Talyn!" "And I think that... that the frelling tralk should... should get out of our frelling way." "There." "That's what I think." "Hey, Crichton." "Where ya been?" "What is all this?" "I went shopping." "Shopping?" "Does this color go with my eyes?" " No, no, you don't have any money." "Lifting." "Shoplifting." "But look." "Look at these cool presents I brought the bridesmaids." "You and Aeryn can give them to 'em." "Sit down." "Aww..." "Hey, I spent some time with the boys." "Think I found who the best man is." "W- w-why are you doing this?" "Why can't you just act like you always have, fit in?" "Why... why do you have to sleep with all of my friends?" "Oh, this is such a repressed culture!" "Back." "Son." "Dad." "Dad!" "Hi!" "Dad?" "Son, your mother has been gone for so long." "This is not right." "That's not right." " I do not agree, John." " I think she has a point." "Ya see?" " D'Argo, you don't even know how to fly your ship." "I do, in theory." "And it certainly has enough firepower to destroy a Leviathan." "It's just not right." "Why does it always have to be your plan?" "It doesn't." "But I don't think that Moya is going to let us kill one of her own species." "I have some information." "And it's worse than we thought." "Apparently, Moya is not the first to be attacked by this rogue Leviathan." "Go on." "Fly away." "Go on." "Three others are already dead." " Go on, shoo!" "Shoo, shoo!" "Still more grievously injured." "Hang on!" "Apologies." "Moya is now responding defensively on her own." "Moya understands the grief of losing a child." "However, this female's behavior is unacceptable." "She asks for your help." " Yes." "She has our backing no matter what." "Moya knows, which is why she feels comfortable making this request." "Kill the rogue Leviathan." "Yes." "All right, old girl." "Not you." "I'll prime my ship." " Kill?" "Yes, Commander." "Before she kills us." "So you'll be there?" "Yeah, but Chiana can handle it." " Just be there." "Chiana midwifed Talyn's birth." "She shouldn't have to bury him alone." "I don't make errors." "The Leviathan can't be stationary, but be sure it's not moving too fast." "I know." " It's not too far but it's not too close either." "Do you want me to shoot the frelling thing myself?" "Even though it's a disturbed creature, you're still about to take a life." "Are you going to be okay with that?" "Be careful." " I don't have to fly with D'Argo." "I heard that." "Now do you remember everything I told you about flying the ship?" "Almost nothing." "Excellent." "Pilot, we are in position." "Moya, it's time Talyn was laid to rest." "In the Sacred Place." "Whew..." "Okay, you ready?" " Yeah." "We're in." "We're in." "What the yotz is so sacred about this?" "All right, we've got that rogue's attention." "She's now following us." "Yes, I see her, Rygel." "Look, keep it steady." "If I don't get accurate resonant capture, then we're all done for." "I thought you said this thing only responds to your DNA." "It does, that's why I covered all the controls..." "Ooh." "That's why I'm wearing gloves." "D'Argo, Crichton." "This Leviathan is a lot larger than Moya." "The best I'll be able to do is annoy her." "That's all right." "Just keep her within range." "We'll give the slijnot something to focus on." "As soon as I see Talyn's remains, I shall commence a firing run." "I'm just waiting on a go ahead from D'Argo." "I understand, it's difficult." "It's not difficult." "Yes, it is." "Everybody thinks you're freak." "Everyone thinks I'm a freak." "Hey boys, how are they biting?" "Terrible, Mr. D'Argo." " Can you help again?" "See, they don't think I'm a freak." "What the hell are you doing?" "What do you think I'm doing?" "I'm not entirely sure, but don't kill Aeryn." "I'm not gonna kill anyone!" "Why are you so disagreeable?" "I'm not disagreeable." "I got things on my mind." " You are being disagreeable." "I am sorry that Aeryn is leaving you but don't take it out on me." "I heard she left you at the altar." "Shut up." " Hey!" "It's not just Aeryn." "You're all leaving." "Whenever you thought you'd found a wormhole, you fell over yourself to dive in." "Don't begrudge us our dreams." "I don't." "It's just a hell of a dream you got there, D, killing a man." "I don't want to kill him, I just want revenge." "What do you think you're doing?" "Don't horde the silver, John." "I think you should head straight for Earth." "No, that's not an option." "The Peacekeepers would follow." "You know, I should never have come here." "I should never have come to Earth." "I should have left you guys on Moya." "If it's such a simple choice, why are you agonising over it?" "Because I'm an idiot." "Yeah, you are an idiot." "I'm an idiot, we're all idiots," "Aren't we, boys?" " Yeah." "Everyone's an idiot." "Speaking of idiots..." "That cannot be right." "Ha." "Yeah!" "One shot." "And you said I'd never fit in here." "I never said that." "Yes, you did." " No, I didn't." "I remember, you did." "He's armed and he's dangerous!" "Talyn." "He, uh... he was our protector." "Our family." "Ah, may I say a few words?" "Yeah." "He was a lost soul... searching for..." "Talyn was special." "A joy to his mother and a credit to his species." "Both of them." "With fondness, we lay Talyn, offspring of Moya, to rest in his sacred ground." "The rogue is making a run at the debris." "Moya pleads with you not to let her disperse Talyn's remains." "Commencing attack." " Here she comes, D'Argo." " Right where you want her." "Good job, Aeryn." "She's veering away from Talyn and chasing you." "All right, let's do it." "Very effective." "Did you get her?" "She's gone." "Completely." "Chi." "They got her." "You know what this means?" "It means we're done." "Talyn rests where he belongs." "Scorpius has no ship." "We're all unhurt, healthy and no one's trying to kill us." "It means finally, we can go where we want." "We can go home." "Home." "We're going home." "I'm going home." "Who are you, old woman?" "It doesn't matter who I am." "But I know who you are." "You made them come back and rescue our lifepod after the Command Carrier imploded." "I'm no longer a prisoner because of you." "So when the others got off," "I stayed on Moya to repay the debt." "By messing with my mind." "Oh, no." "No, I would never... leave this on boil for so long." "Would you like some before it..." " What did you do to me?" "!" "We all lie." "The lies that spew outward do much less damage that the ones that stay hidden." "When I was a kid," "I dreamed of outer space." "And then I got here, and I dream of Earth." "Lately, none of my dreams work." "Do you know why?" "Trying to make it the way it was, the way it... never was." "Did my herbs help you?" "They stripped away the lies." "But I ran from it." "And I am so tired of running." "Show me again." "Forward is the truth." "It's the lies that restrain us." "You will know." "May I cut in, son?" "Everybody..." "Everybody, I want to propose a toast to my son, and my new daughter." "You all know their incredible story, the odds they had to beat, the good fortune that brought 'em home, safe and sound." "So please join me in wishing the new Mr. and Mrs. Crichton all the best..." "No!" " No!" "No." "No." "No." " Get down!" "See truth!" " Everybody run!" "See truth." "See truth." "See it." "Confront your fear." "No." "No." "No, baby, no." "You're gonna be all right." "You're gonna be all right." "Don't you worry about me." "I've never felt better." "No!" "No, no!" "No." "Well, then, John." "Tell me." "What did you expect?" "It's a nightmare." "What is?" "My life." "My dreams." "Earth and my friends." "I..." "I tried to merge the two." "They're incompatible." "Then choose one." "I... can't go to Earth." "And my friends are all leaving." "You blame yourself." "Dog with two bones." "Unfamiliar." "Dog." "Animal." "It's a pet." "He has this bone." "It's the most important thing in the world." "He carries it everywhere he goes, and, uh... one day he goes down to the water, and he sees another dog with a bone, reflected on the surface." "It's identical and he wants that bone, too." "So he opens his mouth to grab it, and his bone falls in the water and it disappears." "It's gone." "And he's left standing there looking at himself." "And he has nothing." "Is this doag smart enough to learn?" "Yeah, it's too late." "It is never..." "If the doag could have had only one bone, which would it have wanted?" "I'm coming with you." "No." "I'm sorry." "Well, you're not leaving without me." "What do you want?" "You." "I'm afraid it's not that easy for me." "You see, you died." "I watched that happen, and yet you're still alive." "I have to go." "Then say goodbye." "We don't say goodbyes." "We do this time." "You see, you leave and then you come back and I..." "I can't handle the in between, Aeryn." "Say goodbye." "Fine." "Goodbye, Crichton." "John!" "My name is John." ""Goodbye, John" to my face." "Guarantee you won't die in my arms again!" "Guarantee me you won't die in mine." "I can by leaving!" "Do you love John Crichton?" "Not him." "Not me." "John Crichton." "Yes." "Then what does that taste like?" "Yesterday." "Huh." "Well, nobody can compete with that." "I am so much better dead." "I can't do this again." "And I can't let the one thing I love fly away in a crappy little ship." "You once said it was as if the fates meant for us to be together." "And I believe that." "Well then if it's true we will be together again." "Running away is not fate, Aeryn." "Running away is running away." "Fine, you want fate?" "Here." "I've got fate." "Fate." "Here." " What?" "Coin toss." "What, like that side up, you stay?" "Absolutely." "Fate." "Just make a frelling wormhole and go home." "There is no home." "There is no wormhole." "There's only y..." "Aeryn... anywhere in the universe, you pick the planet." "It's too late for that." "It's not too late." " No, you're not listening to me." "It's too late for me." "You do this and we'll never see each other again." "Do you love Aeryn Sun?" "Beyond hope." "Then don't make me say goodbye and don't make me stay." "Anything positive I do with the rest of my life will be because of you." "Take care, my friend." "You better not forget me." "You better not ever forget that I love you." "Of all the lesser species," "I admit I've grown to like yours the best." "We're in the hands of fate now." "We have to trust in that." "Fly safe." "Goodbye, John Crichton." "Crichton?" "Still alive?" "Out of fuel?" "Uh..." "Yeah, Jool, I'm..." "almost out of fuel." "Pilot, I'm heading back." "The human subconscious is a fascinating place." "Malleable." "Permeable." "Fallible." "Harvey, you gotta get your nose out of the dictionary." "Guess what I found there, John?" "Go away." "I don't feel like talking right now." "I will honor your wishes, John." "However, having chosen our partnership above all else, your wellbeing is now irrevocably mine." "My gift." "Be forgiving." "Be kind." "Better angels." "Her life." "Her world." "On her time... you will know..." "Aeryn is... with child." "Aeryn, why didn't ya tell me?" "Why didn't you trust me?" "Old woman!" "Pilot!" "Patch me through to Aeryn." "She is beyond our range, Commander." "Get a fix on her position." "We're going after her." "Hold on a microt!" "Damn it, just do it!" "First, we'll go to my... aah!" "Obey his command, Pilot." "Pilot, please." "For the love of God, please." "Uh, I shall approximate Officer Sun's vector and initiate chase upon your retrieval." "Commander!" "Stay clear..." "We're... being... pulled in..." "You have got to be kidding me."