"Previously on Farscape..." "What's he doin here?" "What's he want?" "He wants asylum." "A relationship... is based on trust." "I didn't want to tell you about the pregnancy until I was sure." "Distilate of Laka." "One whiff... and the pain is gone." "It's to help him move on." "Surmount his feelings and forget." "And now, on Farscape..." "Pilot." "Why is that trading vessel still aboard?" "The negotiation is proving... difficult." "These traders are asking exorbitant prices for their maps." "Yet we dare not traverse Tormented Space without reliable star charts." "For five thousand crindars..." "I want maps that are current and authentic." "I said ten." "And she said five." "Buy your maps elsewhere." "Are you so sure another buyer will come along?" "What?" "Nothing's bothering me." "Something I said?" "It must have been something I said." "Nine thousand." "No more talk." "Except to say goodbye." " Wait!" " No." "Seven." "Final offer." "The Dominar will pay you." "You lookd unusually smug." "Your deal, it was successful?" "You have no idea." "One more trade." "No tricks." "We enjoyed her." "Plenty of good pleasure left." "No value to an old woman but  but to men..." "Touch her again, you fekik, and you die!" "Calm down." "Chiana, this is not... our problem." "What?" "Have you forgotten what it's like to be a prisoner?" "Eight hundred crindars... bargain." "She's yours." "We can't just leave her." "Okay." "I'll buy her myself if I have to." "You brought that Vorc onto Moya, remember?" "What's your name?" "Talikaa." "Here's the deal." "We take her... or I take her head off." "Shoot her." "She's nothing to me." "Rygel... pay them." " But, uh..." " Pay them!" "Sparky!" "Cough it up." "A smart purchase." "You'll have fun with her." "This is a bad idea." "Nine times out of ten." "First nice planet we find, we drop her off." "This isn't... no..." "I'm..." "I'm..." "I'm a friend." "A friend." "Hey, it's okay." "Chiana!" "Grab her." "Take it easy." "We're not gonna hurt you." "Okay, hold her." "Grab her!" "Okay, take her to your room." "She is your responsibility." "Hey..." "Talikaa." "Come on." "I'll get you some food and some better clothes." "The trading vessel is now leaving Moya." "Good!" "So you're... angry with me?" "Let's talk." " I don't want to talk." " Aeryn..." "Subtitles by PK-SUB66" ""TWICE SHY"" "There's nothing to say." "The hell there's not." "You hit me!" "You lied to me." "Hey, you lied to me!" "You said nothing was bothering you." "Okay, so I did not tell you about the poppers." "You did not tell me about the baby." "Does that mean I get to hit you now?" "I would not advise that." "Oh." "You... do not scare me, Missy." "Okay  you scare me a little." "You want the truth?" "I was taking that crap from Noranti... to forget you." "But you gotta admit  it's kinda romantic." "I'm just crazy about you." "So, it's my fault." "No!" "What?" "You should have been stronger." "Oh, god!" "Aeryn, please!" "G... gi..." "Honey, give me a break!" "I'm weak." "I'm human." "I'm a guy." "What is the matter?" "Aeryn, I'm fine." "We're gonna be fine." "No." "We're not." "Aeryn... do not walk away." "Much as I love it when you walk away." "Aeryn!" "We're gonna be fine!" "She likes me." "That's much better." "Fits great." "It looks nice." "It looks, uh... sexy." "What is 'sexy'?" "Oh, a girl as beautiful as you shouldn't... shouldn't have to ask that." "Sexy is, um  sexy." "You like sexy?" "Yah." "It's my... uh... it's my favorite color." "Makes you feel good... knowing men want you." "Oh... um..." "Sorry." "M... most men aren't... aren't like those traders." "Most men are, uh... are pretty drad." "You like men for sex?" "They're, uh... they're good for other things." "But they're great for sex." "Just men?" "You like this?" "Is this sex?" "It's... it's getting pretty close." "Chiana." "Okay." "What... is your problem?" "That the only reason why you brought her aboard?" "So you can make her your toy now?" "Uh  we were just talkin." "Girl stuff." "Oh, come on." "I get feisty." "I'm not like you." "You don't need it." "I do." "It's not a crime." "This is excessive, even for you, Chiana." "Well, if you're not into it..." "I could always ask Crichton." "You mind?" "Do what you want." "Hey!" "Hey, how you doin?" "Come on in." "Uh... sorry about the mess." "Chocolate?" "It's fresh from Earth." "Don't be afraid." "Come on in." "We're friends." "For sex?" "No." "That's a different kind of friend." "That's a special friend." "A special friend." "Like you and Aeryn." "How did you... ?" "Oh!" "Chiana, right?" "Chiana, yes!" "But I can see it for myself." "Anyone can." "You are hers and she is yours." "Or am I wrong?" "No." "You're right." "You're absolutely right." "These maps look legitimate." "Information about the dangerous sectors is accurate, it should be easy for us to evade them." "Looks like the old witch actually did a good job." " Don't I get any credit?" " What for?" "Look closely at that." "Read me the amount." "A hundred crindars." "It's really only a twelfth of that." "I added the extra digit." "Fine handiwork, don't you think?" "You cheated the traders." "That's right." "More for me." "Do you know what you've done, you selfish little tralk?" "The traders control this part of Tormented Space!" "The greebols won't even notice." "They will notice, you lying, cheating little..." " Knock it off!" "Knock it off!" "Break!" "Break!" " ... piece of crap!" "Neutral corners." "What's the problem?" "This little piece of dren gave the traders counterfeit crindars." "Not counterfeit." "Just altered..." "Sparky?" "What'd you want to do that for?" "These are not the guys we wantta piss off." "We have to be out here for a while and we need to be able to do business." "And now he's ruined it for us." "When they find out they've been cheated..." "I'm telling you, they won't." "Those forgeries would fool anyone." "Ryg, you can't do stuff like this." "You're jamming us up." "Crichton, can't you see the damage he has done us?" "When they come for us, I'm gonna give them you!" "They can enjoy you as much as they like!" "D. That's not going to solve the problem." "Relax." "Have a seat." "Have a bite to eat." "Get away from those." "They're mine!" "You selfish little dren!" "Chill." "Chill, bra." "It's under control, all right?" "We're gonna make it right." "We're gonna phone these guys." "We're gonna tell 'em we made a mistake and we're gonna make it right." "Are you fahrbot?" "I'm the Captain here." "I'll deal with it, and then I'll deal with you!" "Just keep your hands off my property." "D!" "Let him..." "let him go, D!" " Pilot." "Can you get that trading ship on the phone?" " I'll try, Commander, but this area of Tormented Space is making transmissions very unreliable." "You can do it, man." "You're smart enough." "You're good enough." "Doggone it, people like you." "Are you alright, Crichton?" "What are you doing here?" "I told you to stay in Chiana's quarters." "I don't have to listen to you." "No one else does." "Nobody listens to you." "They listen to Crichton, but not to you." "Get back to those quarters or I will throw you off this ship myself." "Noranti seems to think that everyone is acting very strangely." " And what do you think?" " They are agitated." "Unusually emotional." "Everyone except Aeryn." "She's colder than usual." "She wills herself... against emotions." "Like any good soldier." "You." "On the table." "Right now." " Yah, wha... wha... what's gotten into you?" " Nothing  yet." "Oh... oh... oh... okay." "I just figured out what you need." " You need a cold shower." " It's okay." "I asked Aeryn." "She said she didn't care about you anyway." " Yes she does." " No she doesn't." "We're happy." "She loves me." "Oh, come on." "You know you want it." "John." "Oh, hey Scorp!" "Hey, Scorpy..." "You wantta watch?" "Nuh, hey... aint nothin here to see." "We're done." "You're leaving." "Hezmana to you." "What'd she do... cut 'em off?" "Whoa." "How bout that, kids?" " Man, she's in over-drive today." " She's not alone." "How are you feeling?" "Good!" "Never better." "We got a little, uh... thing going on with the traders, but, uh... that's not a problem." "We do have a problem." "Your crewmates... are behaving very oddly." "Ah, that's... par for the course around here, Grasshopper." "Don't worry about it." "Noranti does not think so." "Well, Noranti imagines things." "We're fine." "But you are not fine, John." "Nor is Chiana, Aeryn, Rygel or D'Argo." "Your behavior has changed... since that girl came onboard." "You think Talikaa... is doin a T'raltixx?" "A mind frell?" "Right." "Let's go talk to her." "Come on." " She's in Chiana's quarters." " No, she isn't." "She's disappeared... and we cannot find her." "There she is." "Talikaa." "It's all right... it's all right." "Everything's gonna be all right." "We're not gonna hurt you." "Don't be afraid." "We got her." "Tier three maintenance bay." "Come out, come out... wherever you are." "Talikaa..." "Talikaa..." "It's all right." "We know she's here." "What the frell happened?" "I heard a scream." "Yah... me too." "Then the lights went out." "What is that?" " What?" " That." "I don't  you got something... right there." "This is all your fault." "You brought her onto the ship." "In fact, I should have shot her myself." "You're not going to hurt her." "You both owe me currency." "Everybody on this ship owes me and I've been far too patient." "I want it now." "Rygel... shut up." "D'Argo?" "Hey, listen up, man." "Talikaa's a lot more dangerous than she looks." "Big surprise." "Yah, she... she's got some kind of scream that knocked us flat." "We followed her to the tier three bay but..." "I don't know..." "She could be anywhere by now." "D?" "D'Argo?" "I will kill your attacker." "I promise." "Save her, first." "Get her limbs!" "I don't understand why she's doing this." "I actually felt sorry for her, but she's going to kill us all." "We have to do something." "Just g... just give me a minute, will ya?" "I feel like crap." "Whatever she did s... knocked the wind outta my sails." "Listen, we won't have much time." "She could be anywhere and we have to find her." "Damn, woman, would you give it a rest?" "No." "No, please don't be useless." "Don't be... useless." "John..." "Oh... she got you too?" "Yah, uh, I'm... not exactly sure how." "She must have snuck up from behind us." "I don't feel so right." "Neither do I. Shall we..." "No." "We can't be weak." "We have to pull ourselves together and we have to fight back." "With what?" "She kicked our asses." "Just give it up." "No, we can't." "We can't!" "What?" "What's with Aeryn?" "We just have to talk to Talikaa, find out why she attacked us." "Pilot, do you know where she is?" "The DRDs are searching, but no luck so far." "She can probably turn invisible." "We're never going to find her." "Additionally, the trading vessel has changed course and is now heading toward Moya." "We cannot establish communication." "Well, their intentions could be hostile." "Oh course they're hostile!" "Rygel's screwed them, they're coming back to screw us." "Then..." "let the traders come." "We'll... we'll give them everything they want." "All the currency we have." "It's only brought us conflict anyway." "Okay... something very..." "very weird is going on." "Aeryn... is falling apart." "Rygel is... he's not greedy at all... and you're giving up." "And you're not even angry." "Well, I have no reason to be angry." "I believe with dialogue and compromise..." "There is a reason to be angry." "I really don't see how that is going to help." "Okay?" "How about that?" "Still not angry?" "No, I'm not." "I should be... but I'm not." "It's... it's like she's taken our strongest trait away." "She didn't take anything away from you." "Okay..." "What?" "Just... just put 'em right... right here." "Okay, now just... just do it." " I uh..." "I really don't want..." " D'Argo, come on." "I can't in front of them." "Just do it." "I..." "No." "No tingle?" "No... no nothin?" "That tralk has... has taken my sex drive." "Apply pressure... and her limbs should reattach." "Pilot, has that trading ship responded?" "No." "Our signal still isn't getting through." "And, the trader's vessel now appears to be..." "drifting." "Well, with our comms out, the trader ship's probably powered down to signal they mean no harm." "Pilot, prepare the docking web to bring them aboard." "Pilot?" "Why haven't you located that frelling Talikaa?" "Her movements are extraordinary." "The moment a DRD locates her, she's gone again." "You!" "This is all your fault!" "Aeryn!" "No, no, no." "That's not helping." " All right." " Settle." "Sorry." "Now we know how it ends." "This is what we got to look forward to?" "By my reckoning we won't have to wait that long." "Don't... say that." "We're gonna be fine." "We're gonna be fine." "We're gonna find something, we're gonna figure it all out... and we are going to be... fine." "What happened here?" "I now have information on the symptoms you've described." "They're caused by the Wolaxan Arachnid." "This creature's touch infects its victims... and stimulates exaggerated neural functioning." "That sounds like us." "The creature then transforms, harvests that energy from its host, stores it in membrane orbs... and hides those orbs in an external nest for later consumption." "Finding that nest and opening the orbs in proximity to the victims... will allow reassimilation of the energy and complete recovery." "What?" "We have to get it back!" "We have to know how to kill the creature." "Get him back!" "Killing Talikaa isn't the problem." "Finding the energy orb is." "Really?" "You think she's not going to try and defend her nest?" " What?" " Relax." "Sikozu..." " No... no..." " Hold... hold her still!" "I was..." "I was attacked." "I was attacked." "We know." "D'Argo commed." "It was a Wolaxian arachnid." "Lie still." "You're safe now." "My arm and my leg..." "Focus your mind on healing yourself." "Your limbs may still be saved." "The arachnid seeks to harvest neural energy." "Why did it attack you?" "Are you immune to its touch?" "Yes." "Yes, I must be immune." "Scorpius?" "Yes, he's infected but not harvested." "She's doing well, Scorpius." "You may leave her now." "The Scarran in him is growing stronger... over-coming his Sebacean personality." "I must stop him." "Keep him from harming us." "}No!" "He will not harm us." "I know him." "You know only his Sebacean side." " Kill it now." " First we must find its orbs." " Kill it now!" " Forgive me, Scorpius." "}No!" "The DRDs last saw Talikaa in the neural cluster... but they're unable to locate her nest of energy orbs." "So, we're screwed." "Would'ja stop talkin like that?" "Well, we can't be like this... we have. ." "we have to focus." "All right, I say we team up." "We start in the neural cluster and we search every tier ourselves." "And we'll either find the orbs, or we'll find the shot that took 'em." "Or, perhaps we could persuade Talikaa to return the energy orbs." "Let's 'persuade' her with a pulse rifle." "Come on." "Hang on a second." "I'm just... dizzy." "You know what the worst part of this is?" "You and me." "We never could get it together." "Now we never will." "Don't you ever talk like that!" "Come on." "Captain D'Argo!" "The trading ship's engines are powering up." "It must be Talikaa." "I can't seal the outer doors in time." "You gotta stop her." "It's too late." "The vessel has left Moya." "Crichton, Aeryn, Rygel, Chiana..." "get aboard LoLah and fast." "Aeryn..." "I..." "I can't... can't keep up." "Go without me." "What?" "No!" "Forget about me and go." "I don't know about the rest of you, but we should probably get this done quite quickly." "Damn it, boy." "Make yourself useful." "Come on." "We're almost within range." "Their weapons aren't charged up and they're not taking any evasive action." "Should be easy to board." "We... might be walking into a trap." "Agreed." "Okay..." "Rygel, you stay here and watch that scanner." "If it senses any movement, comm us." "This is all my fault." "I'm sorry about this." "I'll kill that tramp myself." "Rygel... any movements?" "No, just you three." "Nothin here but corpses." "Ahh... this is klemmpt." "She's gotta be here." "Ahh... frell." "The guidance system's been activated." "This ship's set to fly itself." "She never left Moya." "John... the trader ship is empty." "Talikaa used it as a decoy." "So, she wasn't there?" "No." "She must still be aboard Moya." "We're heading back now, but... we're very weak." "You have... to find... those energy orbs." "We're all dead without them." "Get... up!" "Come on." "Now, are you ready to die?" "Are you ready to watch Aeryn die?" " Now, Crichton, without those orbs..." " She could've hid them anywhere." "Moya's huge." "We'll never find 'em." "That's it!" "Talikaa is the only one who knows where they are." "Yah, so we're dead." "She's never gonna tell us." "No, no!" "But maybe we can get her to show us where they are." "Now..." "Scorpius is infected but not yet harvested." "Why not?" "Well, I made him unconscious." "Now... now perhaps she can't sense him, even though he is ripe and ready for her." "So, we... wake him up, use him as bait... let her harvest his mojo." "And then we follow her and we find all the orbs." "What about Sikozu?" "Well, she's strong enough to help, I'm sure." "D!" "We may not be dead  yet." "Well, sounds like you're almost back to your old self." "We should, uh... we should be back to you within an arn." "Here, swallow this." "Wake up..." "Scorpius." "We need you." "You don't want to hurt me, Scorpius." "I'm... ally." "Si. . ko. . zu?" "Yes..." "Scorpius." "Arachnid..." "Kill it." "Yes, Scorpius." "It's time to kill it." "Help." "What's your hurry, old one?" "Keep away from me." "I don't want you." "You're old... and bitter." " You know who I do want." "Where is he?" " I don't know anything." "Liar!" "You know where he is." "Scorpius." "Tell me or you die." "If I don't tell you, you die." "You need his energy when you're starving and you can't find him." "Come!" "I sense him." "Close." "Crichton?" "The arachnid is harvesting Scorpius." "Stay with 'em, if you can." "Found it." "Tier seven, the cargo bay." "I'm never gonna make it." "I know you can see me." "The bad guys always see me." "Cause my plans suck." "People die." "It's always a mess." "Crichton..." "Yah, that's me." "The dumb ass." "I help someone and they screw me." "I have no remorse." "You are food and I eat." "There's always an excuse, lady." "Are the others coming to ah... attack?" "Oh, I don't..." "I don't think so." "It's just... you and me." "I was planning on, uh... grabbing those 'nads there, but I guess you're not gonna let me do that, are ya?" "I'm tired." "Let's... why don't we just... end it?" "Come on..." "I'm tired." "I'm tired of worrying." "I'm tired of fighting." "Just... bring it on, end it now." "Do you want me to kill you?" "Yes, please." "Fast, slow... lady's choice." "I like it slow." "Oh, god." "I was afraid you were gonna say that." "Bring it on." "I already have." "Crichton!" "Don't let her!" "Whoa..." "Freaky." "Get the orbs!" "Hurry it up!" "I can't hold her off... much longer." "Along came a spider... exploded beside her." "Ahh... excellent, Noranti." "Best roasted spider soup I ever ate." "It's the only spider soup I ever ate, but it's really quite good." "Are you feeling like your old selves again?" "Hey!" "Rygel obviously is." "How about you?" "Still affected?" "You don't seem very angry." "Would you like me to show you how angry I am?" "What is worse?" "Having us see..." "that you are half-Scarran... or remembering it yourself?" "I know what I am, Sikozu." "This interlude was simply a fortuitous, though troubling... reminder." "If you want my help... the price is inclusion... and honesty." "Do you have any idea what you've done?" " You won the coin toss." " But we lost... didn't we?" "Aeryn... it's over." "So, your mind is now so full of this dren that you can't even see straight, is that it?" "Move on, Aeryn." "You see, I did everything... everything I could to keep us together." "I did exactly what you told me to do and the whole time you have been cheating." "Yah, I'm a coward." "Move on." "It's over." "No, I'm gonna tell you how this is gonna go from now." " You are going to stop sniffing this dren..." " Shut up." "Don't you tell me to shut up!" "Pilot." "My comms are a bit buggy." "Can you test the system, please?" "Yes, Commander, but that will take all comms offline for about thirty microts." "I thought so." "That'll be fine, thank you." "Shut up and listen to me." "Scorpius is here... looking for the key to what is inside my head." "Neural chips, aurora chair, threatening Earth..." "none of it works because he does not understand me." " Stop using him as an excuse." " Please!" "You're the key." "My Achilles." "You." "If he figures that out... the world and all that's in it's nothing." "He will use you... and the baby... and I will not be able to stop him." "So you think he's been using the comms?" "Look what it's done to you." "You're completely paranoid." "Pilot?" "Are we having a problem with the comms?" "I was just checking them." "Some slight irregularities, but they appear to be functioning normally." "S... so, it's over." "It's over." "There's nothing more between us." "Nothing."