The loyal heart
has hidden treasures.
In secrets kept,
In silence sealed.
Commander Zing Bex,
"The Art of Secrets."
ANDROMEDA [on viewscreen]: Incoming courier drone from Singapore Drift.
Security code confirmed. Proceed to hangar bay twelve.
is handing out the post. Harper has a new toy.)
HARPER: Whoo hoo! Hoverboarding on Mardeeks Four. Oh, baby, oh, baby,
ROMMIE: Dylan, You've got mail.
HARPER: All right, stand back, you land-locked losers. Whoo-hoo! I can
feel the wind in my hair And the splattered bugs on my teeth now.
Whoo-Hoo. Whoa. Whoo! Look out, sand and chicks, here I come.
(Hunt's mail projects a hologram.)
HARPER: Oh yeah, baby. Whoo! Whoa. All right.
HUNT: That's impossible.
ROMMIE: Beka? Holonovels?
BEKA: What! They're historical novels. You insert yourself into great
(Harper reads the titles from his elevated hovering vantage point.)
HARPER: The Amorous Cerilli Beach? What kind of events are we talking
about, huh, Beka? What's the matter? Can't reach me? Whoo! Hey, for
once in my life, I'm as tall as Tyr! Hey, shorty. Whoo! This is
HARPER: Dylan, how's the weather down there? What'd you get, huh? Am I
cool, or what?
HUNT: When they ask, I never got this package, okay?
BEKA: When who asks?
ROMMIE: Dylan, what is it? We can help. Whatever it is, we are your
HUNT: Not this time. Not now. Harper, you're with me.
So, where are we going, boss?
HUNT: The hologram was a map.
HARPER: Not one like I've ever seen.
HUNT: That's the whole idea.
HARPER: Wait a minute, how come I get to go for a change?
HUNT: Because I want you with me.
HARPER: This is something shady, isn't it?
HUNT: Here. We'll take the Maru.
(Hunt hands Harper a flexi.)
HUNT: Chart us to the nearest slippoint.
HARPER: Fellenhoff? More like Fellinhell In a Fellin handbag. Guess I
won't be needing this.
(the hoverboard) Still, I see this as an opportunity to hone my skills,
stay mentally fit, share our similar viewpoints, and achieve something
of quality in our time together.
HUNT: Yeah, we'll have fun. I'd like to leave today.
Fellenhoff Drift. What a hole. All right, boss, you don't have to
answer this question, but on a scale of one to ten. On a scale of one
to ten, how dangerous would this objective be?
(Hunt powers up his forcelance.)
HARPER: Question answered.
(They arrive at locked door number 24, or 29.)
HUNT: All right, Mister Harper, work your magic.
HARPER: Er, let's see. Piece of cake.
(Harper jacks into the locking mechanism.)
HUNT: Hmm. Very good.
HARPER: Of course.
finds a corpse who has drawn a symbol in his own blood.)
HUNT: Nice to meet you, Konstantine.
(He hears an energy weapon powering up in the next corridor, and fires
at the door, then looks outside. Harper has been taken by the local
SECURITY: Captain Dylan Hunt. By Commonwealth authority, you're under
arrest for murder.
So who was that corpse?
HUNT: I have no idea who that guy was, but he's the one who sent me the
HARPER: You didn't kill him, did you?
HUNT; What do you think?
HARPER: Well, then who the hell did?
HUNT: Good question. One thing I do know. We've been set up.
HARPER: Set up, huh? Why would somebody set us up?
HUNT: Sorry I got you into this, Harper.
HARPER: Oh, that's all right. I'm already out my two week deposit
hoverboarding on Mardeeks Four. Don't worry, we'll think of something.
HUNT: Go ahead. Think away.
HARPER: Hey. No. Oh. No. I got nothing. You?
Forced entry, aggravated assault, larceny, and murder.
TRANCE: He's Captain Dylan Hunt, restorer of the Systems Commonwealth.
A modern day Sani Nax Rifati. Don't they know he doesn't commit murder?
BEKA: Or, if he does, it's usually for a very good reason.
TYR: The evidence would appear incontrovertible. Dylan's prints are on
the murder weapon, and he was found standing over the freshly killed
body with our little Professor standing guard.
BEKA: I seem to recall someone else on this crew being accused of
murder based on exactly the same evidence.
TYR: There's a point.
ROMMIE: You know, he hasn't tried to contact us.
BEKA: He won't.
There has got to be a way out of here.
HARPER: I don't know. We've got pressure sensitive walls.
(He hits one and an alarm sounds.)
HARPER: Hidden infrared digicams everywhere. How are you doing? And
microtargeted antigrav cell locks.
HUNT: The Commonwealth security force will be here in three days, so
we've got that much time to escape and clear our names.
HARPER: Your name.
HUNT: You're in this, too, pal.
HARPER: We couldn't be in a more escape proof box. All we can hope for
is some divine intervention, and
(The door opens.)
JAILER: Go. Clear your names. You've got three days.
HUNT: Excuse me?
JAILER: Hey, don't look so surprised. I know who you are, Hunt.
HARPER: Just when you think nobody cares, huh? The universe comes along
and surprises you. Some nice jailor comes along and saves your butt.
JAILER: The clock's ticking.
(Hunt slams the jailer up against the wall.)
HUNT: Who paid you to let us go? This could get very painful.
JAILER: Don't hurt me, please. I don't know who. The offer came
anonymously. Lots of money to let you go. And if I didn't. If I didn't,
HUNT: I wouldn't count on that money if I were you.
Well, now we can add escaped cons to the galaxy's most wanted gangs
HUNT: At least we've got people talking about us.
HARPER: Yeah, when all is said and done, we'll have to go back and
thank that jailor. Buy him a beer or something.
HUNT: I don't think he'll be able to enjoy it. He's probably dead.
HARPER: What about the Andromeda, Dylan? Isn't it time we called in the
HUNT: It's not a good idea to add Andromeda to the galaxy's most wanted
list, is it?
HARPER: Ah, frigates. Three of them. Commonwealth Fox Craft patrol with
subspace acceleration and
HARPER: Extended range missiles, in case you didn't notice. I'm
assuming you know where we're going?
HUNT: I'm assuming you know how to hold on.
(He spins the Maru into slipstream.)
that's the guy Dylan allegedly murdered.
ROMMIE: According to Mobius intelligence, he was a contract killer. The
very best. But, verifying facts about his life is proving to be almost
BEKA: Recognise him?
TYR: No, but I've known maybe a hundred men like him. They're all dead.
He's probably some merc or Special Op.
ROMMIE: I've intercepted a message from Commonwealth security. Dylan
and Harper just escaped from the Fellenhoff Drift prison, and according
to security cameras, they've killed a jailor. He's now being held
responsible for two murders.
BEKA: He's on a roll.
TYR: My money's on that number increasing.
HUNT: Looks like we lost our parasites.
HARPER: Complete wash. None of the frigates made it through the last
gravitational tidal wave. That bloody spiderweb thing. That was dead
man talking leaving you a clue where to go, right?
HUNT: Yes, it was.
HARPER: So where're we going?
HUNT: You're about to find out.
HARPER: Great. And while we're on the subject. That ceramic shard he
sent you. You've already got one, haven't you.
HARPER: Did you bring it? Smart answer. Okay. So, we find the spider
web, we find the guy who wants to collect all the shards and win some
valuable prize, right? So what is the significance of these shards and
how the hell did you end up with one in the first place?
HUNT: It's safer you don't know.
(They come out of slipstream near a construct in a purple nebula.)
Why is it shady people always live in shady places?
HUNT: He doesn't live here. He's hiding here.
(Harper spots a spider web logo on the rock wall.)
HARPER: You know he's watching us.
HUNT: Yeah, like a spider watches his prey.
(A door at the end of the tunnel starts to open and a bot drifts out.
Hunt gets to the only available cover.)
HUNT: (sotto) Harper, freeze.
HARPER: It's coming toward me.
HUNT: I think it likes you.
HARPER: Heh, heh, heh. All right, I can't freeze any better and it's
still coming for me.
HUNT: But you're doing it brilliantly.
HARPER: Screw it!
(Harper leaps sideways and they both start shooting. The bot returns
fire until it gets destroyed.)
HARPER: Piece of cake.
(The door at the end of the tunnel starts to close.)
(They roll under just before it shuts.)
So it's really you. Captain Dylan Hunt of the vaunted Andromeda
Ascendant. Abelard. I find myself oddly flattered. Well, take my shard,
and my life, if you must. I'd do the same thing. Either way, I was
getting bored sitting and waiting. Now boredom, there's a killer.
ABELARD: I don't know who my friends are anymore.
HUNT: Well, we'll be your friends. So if you didn't kill Konstantine,
ABELARD: You've got me. Between the four of us, we thought it was a
pretty simple plan. Blackmail you for the shard, maybe kill you, maybe
not. No, probably kill you.
HUNT: Oh, and here I thought we were friends. What's with the box?
ABELARD: This? This was at the tunnel when I got there. By that time, I
was feeling certifiably edgy.
(Abelard opens the box, Harper uses a wrench to remove the pink
HARPER: It's a finger.
HUNT: Yeah, that would be a finger.
HARPER: So, who's the nine fingered fellow this used to belong to?
(Hunt takes a metal square from the box.)
HARPER: Let me guess. Peder, right? Okay, so who's Peder?
(Harper puts the square into a console and it brings up a video of a
frightened man lying on the floor.)
ZEUS [OC]: I have Peder, and I want your shard, Abelard. A trade.
is giving orders.)
LINCOLN [on viewscreen]: Under Commonwealth authority, I demand you
relinquish Captain Dylan Hunt and Seamus Harper to my custody
BEKA: And you are?
LINCOLN [on viewscreen]: First Officer Max Lincoln, Commonwealth
Security, Third District, Marinell Division, System nine. Do you people
even understand the gravity of the charges?
TYR: No. No, First Officer Max Lincoln, we don't understand.
LINCOLN [on viewscreen]: I'm authorised to give you two days to turn
the suspects over to me, or I'll report your insubordination to my
superiors and you can deal with the consequences.
BEKA: Look, Officer Max. We don't have Dylan or Harper. We don't even
know where they are.
LINCOLN [on viewscreen]: That's unacceptable.
LINCOLN [on viewscreen]: He's on board, isn't he. Turn yourself in,
TYR: Call back in two days.
TRANCE: So what do we do now?
BEKA: Lose her. Andromeda, hard one eighty. Let's get out of junior's
ROMMIE: More company. Commonwealth support ships. Cruisers, patrols,
even a military destroyer.
TYR: Our Dylan must be a very wanted man.
BEKA: Prepare for slipstream.
monitor]: Don't disappoint me, Abelard.
ABELARD: Zeus. To think I trusted him like a brother.
HARPER: Oh, yeah. The universe is so unkind to scumbags.
ABELARD: You know, with your limited grasp on seemingly everything, I
don't expect you to understand. Zeus, Peder, Konstantine. We were more
than partners. We were friends.
HUNT: Yeah, well, right now one's a hostage, one's a corpse, and one's
the guy who did it to them.
HARPER: And who framed us. Now, what the hell's going on here?
HUNT: You can't give your shard to Zeus.
ABELARD: Well, at the risk of appearing both mundane and afraid, that's
exactly what I'm going to do. I'm going to give them the shard and get
Peder back safely.
HUNT: It won't work that way. Zeus isn't leaving any witnesses. He'll
take your shard, he'll kill you, Peder, and then he'll kill me.
HARPER: Yeah, and most of all, me.
ABELARD: Does this have to be dressed up in such high drama? God, no
wonder the theatre's dead.
HARPER: You haven't met Tyr. I've got an idea, boss. Why don't we take
a fake? I could whip one up in
HUNT: Harper, you're staying here.
HARPER: What? But I. All right. They also serve, those who stand and
HUNT: I believe this map belongs to you. Lead the way.
ABELARD: A pleasure.
screen action. While Abelard walks on and puts his shard on a fallen
log, Hunt gets waylaid by a really ugly alien.)
ALIEN: Drop your weapon.
HUNT: All right. Just take it easy.
(Then knocks him out with a double-footed back kick.)
HUNT: It's never easy.
(He joins Abelard.)
ABELARD: What was that?
HUNT: I tripped. So when are we going to find this guy?
(Someone grabs the shard.)
ABELARD: I think we found him.
HUNT: Wait here.
(Hunt chases the man through the jungle, with lots of hurdling over
fallen logs. Then he takes a diversion and leaps on the man, knocking
him out. He recovers the shard.)
HUNT: Everybody's a thief on this planet.
(The man's comm. unit beeps, and Hunt activates it.)
HOLO-ZEUS: Captain Dylan Hunt.
HUNT: You must be Zeus.
HOLO-ZEUS: I knew you'd come. Hopelessly predictable. Bring the three
shards, yours, Konstantine's and Abelard's, to the Goulash Cafe on the
HUNT: I'll be there. I never turn down a good meal.
Andromeda is still being chased by the police.)
ROMMIE: They're threatening to fire on us if we don't turn over Dylan
TRANCE: Well, that's a problem, since we have neither Dylan nor Harper.
Maybe we should tell them that.
BEKA: As long as they think we have Dylan, he's free to do whatever
he's out there doing. Rommie, any idea what he's out there doing?
ANDROMEDA [on viewscreen]: Two incoming missiles. Veering off.
TRANCE: Friendly fire? From our Commonwealth?
TYR: Just a warning shot, for now.
Harper? Approaching the Drift. I'm going on board. Keep our guest
Boredom. There's always boredom, even if you don't know how it'll
finally end. But for a while there, I thought I was going to die.
HARPER: Yeah, but you didn't. Too bad.
ABELARD: Then again, if it wasn't for Dylan.
HARPER: If it weren't for Dylan, what?
ABELARD: I don't suppose you have something to drink around here?
HARPER: All right.
ABELARD: You're too kind.
(Harper gets a bottle of Sparky Cola from a locker above his bunk.)
HARPER: If it weren't for Dylan, what?
ABELARD: You're dripping. He led a mission, a highly illegal mission,
deep into the Arkland system.
HARPER: What? What in hell? Yeah, and?
ABELARD: Oh, he didn't tell you. He doesn't trust you.
HARPER: What are you talking about? Of course he trusts me.
ABELARD: Well, why didn't he tell you?
HARPER: Shut up.
ABELARD: I know where Dylan's gone. Of course. Zeus!
(Abelard runs out.)
HARPER: Whoa, whoa. Hey! Hey! Come back here, you!
Ten more battle cruisers have joined them from the Castalian Alliance.
BEKA: Great. Now even the fish people are after us.
TYR: The Commonwealth. No doubt attempting to use the growing magnitude
of their military to leverage Dylan's surrender.
TRANCE: Why do they want Dylan? What did he do?
All incoming ships report immediately to customs.
D: Captain Hunt. Your table is ready.
(The nice alien escorts Hunt to a table, then a middle aged man joins
ZEUS: Welcome, Captain Hunt. I feel good enough to eat. How about you?
MAITRE D: Food? Order?
ZEUS: Let me do this. We'll start with the warm sponge salad, and then
we'll have the Flangine Bass.
(The Maitre de table leaves.)
ZEUS: Dylan, I feel like I've known you forever. I've been studying
your every move for quite some time.
HUNT: That's good. Then maybe you can tell me what I'm going to do
ZEUS: How is my friend Abelard? Chat, chat, chat, right? Do you have
the shards on you? Right now, that's my main concern.
HUNT: Well, my concern is that I'm wanted for murder.
ZEUS: You're right, you do have a bigger worry. You know, I have guys
here who will react if you start anything.
HUNT: You think I would come here without my people?
ZEUS: Of course you came without them. You're a wanted man, Dylan. But
even if you brought them, what difference would it make? My men will
react regardless, and you are all done.
HUNT: I'll still get you before your men get me.
ZEUS: But before you do, there'll be carnage in here. Fifteen, twenty
innocent deaths on your hands. Aren't you in enough trouble?
HUNT: Who's to say what's enough?
(Hunt's subdermal comm. beeps.)
HUNT: Excuse me. Go ahead.
HARPER [OC]: I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but Abelard gave me
HUNT: I'll get back to you. Dylan out.
ZEUS: Bad news? Let me confirm it for you.
(Zeus puts one of those little holo-comms on the table. Abelard has a
gun to his head.)
HOLO-ABELARD: Dylan, I'm sorry. I screwed up.
HUNT: Don't worry, Abelard. We'll get you out of here.
HOLO-ABELARD: I was trying to help, but they grabbed me before
ZEUS: When I saw him with you, I thought we should grab this guy to get
to you. But now I've got you. And you've got the shards. We had all of
the shards except yours, from your Argosy mission before the Fall, but
then you reappeared, and your new Commonwealth led us right to you. We
knew you'd still have it. Do you think it's true what they say about
HUNT: Mythology. Boring.
ZEUS: Oh, I don't know. I think when we put them together, or when I
put them together, I'll be the biggest guy in any neighbourhood I
choose. Think about it. Me. Power. You've got to love it.
HUNT: And that's why you're killing your partners.
ZEUS: Well, we were partners. And they had a pretty good idea.
Blackmail you, get the last shard, payday. But then it occurred to me.
This is Dylan Hunt. I mean, he blows up stars. He captains the
Andromeda. What's a little blackmail to him?
HUNT: Instead, you frame me for murder.
ZEUS: Yes. And get you to come to me. And it worked.
ZEUS: Thank you. So I have three shards. Mine, Peder's, and Abelard's.
HUNT: Wrong. I've got Abelard's.
ZEUS: Well, either way, I'm going to get them, so why don't you make it
easy on yourself? You're going to prison anyway. I've made sure of
(The Maitre de table brings their starters.)
HUNT: (speaking in the alien's language.) Beautiful meal. Thank you.
MAITRE D: Thank you. Thank you.
HUNT: (in alien) Anchilligan. A nice corlon cream pie for dessert.
(The Maitre D repeats the order and leaves.)
ZEUS: What'd you say to him?
HUNT: Dessert's on me.
ZEUS: Dylan, it's over. Here and now. You're no match, okay? I want the
HUNT: I don't have the shards with me.
(The Maitre D returns with a waitress, and they are singing. They show
Hunt the pie he ordered.)
HUNT: Amor amor.
(Hunt takes the pie as a muscle man walks up.)
HUNT: And you thought I didn't bring my people with me.
(He pushes the cream pie into muscle man's face and throws him over the
table. The waitress falls into Zeus' lap. The customers duck and run.
Zeus pushes another of his people forward.)
ZEUS: Get him. Get him.
(Then stands back and watches as Hunt takes her and the man out with
chairs. A third man grabs a bottle, but ends up smashing it over the
first man's head instead. Zeus leaves before Hunt throws the third man
through a window.)
HUNT: Sorry about the mess. Put it on Zeus's tab.
long shall we keep up this low speed cosmic chase?
BEKA: Until we hear from Dylan. Or about Dylan.
TRANCE: Or maybe this all begins and ends with trust. Trusting Dylan
and his judgment, and trusting that we will find him when we need to.
All right. Abelard's shard, your shard, and Konstantine's shard. Zeus
has got what? Two more shards? And he's killing everybody to complete
HUNT: That's about it.
HARPER: No. I don't think it is.
HARPER: I know how you got your shard, Dylan. Abelard told me about
your little secret mission into the heart of the evil Arkland system.
HUNT: Then you know everything there is to know.
HARPER: No, I don't think I do. Why didn't you take us?
HUNT: I would have taken you, but I didn't have a choice.
HARPER: Oh no, huh? Why not?
HUNT: Because that mission was three hundred and ten years ago.
HARPER: Okay. I'm feeling a little stupid right now. Thanks for taking
me this time.
HUNT: No problem.
HARPER: One more question, though. About these shards
HUNT: All in due time.
(The little holo-comm is beeping.)
HOLO-ZEUS: You made it home okay. So much for that plan. Listen, here's
the instructions for the next drop with the three shards.
HUNT: No exchange unless I see Peder and Abelard are alive.
HOLO-ZEUS: I'm in charge of this situation. I'll decide.
HUNT: Zeus. I've got something better than the three shards. I've got
the instructions of how to use the finished product, and I'll trade it
all for Peder and Abelard.
HOLO-ZEUS: You're bluffing.
HUNT: Does it matter?
HOLO-ZEUS: Bring it to the drop. But just to keep you on the straight
and narrow, I'm going to have Abelard give you a play by play now.
HOLO-ABELARD: Don't do it, Dylan. Such an obvious trick.
(Zeus punches Abelard out of the picture.)
HOLO-ZEUS: Bring the instructions and the three shards.
HUNT: Bring the shards.
HARPER: Er, do you have instructions? What? It's a good question.
[OC]: Take a vacation on Capitol Six but can only afford a simulation?
Worry no longer.
HARPER: Hey, I really meant it when I said thanks, by the way. Usually,
you go on these missions with Tyr or Beka, or Rommie, or Trance.
Basically anybody but me. So thanks.
HUNT: Mister Harper. Did your mom ever teach you this rhyme when you
were a child? Where are you going, my fine young knight? Where are you
going cross land and sea?
HARPER: To fight for what is good, stop what is bad, all for the Vase
of Rimni. Yeah, yeah. I know that stupid kids' tale. The Vase of Rimni,
crafted by the Knights of Rimneri. Oh, my god. The vase is supposed to
bestow upon its possessor the sympathy of the cosmos
HUNT: Victory in all endeavours, riches beyond imagination, yes.
HARPER: Are the shards from the Vase of Rimni?
HUNT: Three hundred and ten years ago, Commander Stark of the old
Commonwealth put together a special ops team. I was its leader. We blew
into a small planet and took out their dictator. People died. A lot of
HARPER: Oh, that's too bad. But you got the Vase of Rimni?
HUNT: It was broken into five pieces when we found it in the Dictator's
headquarters, so to keep it out of the wrong hands, we each took a
piece. Then we took an oath to keep it a secret.
HARPER: So that's why you couldn't tell me. All this time, you've just
been trying to keep an oath.
HUNT: Three hundred and ten years is a long time. I'm sure a lot of
people have been looking for it ever since. Chasing the dream of the
myth, so to speak. Now, somehow, Zeus and his gang have found four of
HARPER: Well, when you first found it, you had to know what it was,
right? I mean, when I was little, my mom told me it was so powerful
that nobody could be trusted with it. Not even Vedrans. Weren't you at
least a little tempted to put it together and see what it did?
HUNT: Well, there's something else that my mom taught me. All that
glitters is not gold.
(They walk around a corner and see a body. Harper checks its hand. It
is missing a finger.)
HUNT: You know, I'm starting to have a rather large dislike for this
(Two thugs walk up behind them.)
MAN: You're supposed to be alone.
HUNT: Well, I'm supposed to be a lot of things, but today I have a
MAN: We'll take you to Zeus.
HARPER: Wait. I don't remember anything about any escorts.
MAN 2: Let me see the three shards.
HUNT: What makes you think I have them on me?
HARPER: So is this when it gets ugly?
MAN: It doesn't have to.
HUNT: Yes, it does.
(Fight. Hunt wins, Harper loses. Hunt draws his forcelance.)
HUNT: All right, That's enough. Where's Zeus?
(The man shakes his head. Harper has drawn his gun.)
(Harper shoots the man in the knee.)
MAN 2: All right. Okay, all right.
HARPER: That's it. Sing like a canary.
MAN 2: All right, I'll tell you.
HUNT: Very good.
trying to contact his men.)
ZEUS: Where the hell are those guys?
(He hears the comm. beeping outside the door and opens it. One of his
men is lying there. Hunt and Harper drop down and Harper punches Zeus
on the nose.)
HUNT: See? It hurts when people don't answer your call.
(He starts a fight with Zeus and the other two men in the room.)
GUN: Your weapon is empty.
HARPER: Oh, crap.
(Harper jumps on a man's back while Zeus hides under a table. Abelard
HUNT: Abelard, run.
ABELARD: Ah, trust. such a fragile thing, don't you think?
(Abelard draws a knife. Zeus reaches up for a gun on the table. Abelard
runs, Harper trips him up and then kicks the gun out of Zeus's hand.
The fight restarts. Zeus retrieves his gun and powers it up.)
ZEUS: Ah, ah, ah. Look at you, Fancy Pants Starship Captain. This would
have been so much easier without you, but you had to go and mess things
up. You kept screwing things up.
HUNT: Assigning blame. I would have thought you were smarter than that,
ZEUS: It's your fault.
(Harper gets between Zeus and Hunt.)
HARPER: No way. Uh, uh, pal. You want a piece of him, you got to get
through me first. Come on.
(Abelard knocks Harper out of the way. Hunt rolls forward and tackles
Zeus, finally knocking him out. Abelard gets his shard to Harper's
ABELARD: Give me the shards, or he dies.
HUNT: Release Harper.
ABELARD: Yeah. Give me the shards first. Zeus, get out of here. I'll
meet you at the rendezvous point.
HUNT: Harper, give him the shards.
HARPER: What? No, Dylan.
ABELARD: Don't make me beg.
(Harper hands over the pieces of orange glass, and Abelard leaves.)
The Commonwealth is still hailing us, and they're mad. They say this is
the last warning.
TYR: That's what they said five last warnings ago.
BEKA: They're waiting for authorisation. God bless bureaucracy.
(Suddenly all the blips on the tactical screen turn around and leave.)
TRANCE: Hmm. I'll say. Sinti must be calling them home.
ROMMIE: Not home. Zempf. They've found Dylan's location.
BEKA: We're after them. All ahead full.
fits the shards together. Harper has his hands over his ears, but
ABELARD: No. No. No!
HUNT: It was just a story, Abelard. It always was.
ABELARD: One stinking leap of faith in an entire lifetime of cynicism
and hate. There's no justice. You'd think that if I was willing to take
a chance one time in my life, that somewhere, somebody, some benevolent
deity would cut me some slack!
They're in position to blow up Dylan and Harper's location.
TRANCE: What about innocent until proven guilty?
BEKA: We're a little past that, Trance. Rommie, trace Dylan's position.
is still sniveling when Harper gets a beep on his PADD. He shows it to
Hunt, who activates his subdermal comm.)
ABELARD: What a waste. Peder. Konstantine. The effort. Blackmail. The
murders. For what?
[on viewscreen]: Still, I can live with this, knowing that for one
brief shining moment we had the commonwealth's hero, Dylan Hunt, framed
BEKA: Are they getting this?
ROMMIE: Every whining word of it relaying to the Commonwealth.
ABELARD [on viewscreen]: Oh, Zeus and me, we were going to be rich, but
then Captain Hero and Monkey Boy show up, it all goes to hell.
has docked at the Drift, and the Vase has been properly restored.
HARPER: Piece of cake, huh?
HUNT: Piece of cake. Mister Harper, you were willing to take a bullet
HARPER: Well, what else was I supposed to do?
HUNT: Mmm hmm. It was a tradition in the old Commonwealth to award a
special medal for rare and unparalleled acts of courage. It was the
commanding officer's duty to make sure that those who served under him
knew their value. This was the first medal I ever received. I'd like
you to have it.
HARPER: Wow, I've never er. I don't deserve this, Dylan.
HUNT: Please, take it. Thank you, Mister Harper.
HARPER: You're welcome. Does this mean I get to order Rommie around?
HUNT: You can try.
HARPER: So, er, the vase. It doesn't do a thing, does it? It's
HUNT: It's a symbol. Zeus and Abelard believed that it would bring them
power, but to me it represents the highest confidence and faith that we
all put in the Commonwealth.
HARPER: Well, that's good, because three people murdered, one in jail
collecting dust, another one on the run with his gun in the sun for all
eternity. That's a lot of time and energy wasted, and all for a
worthless hunk of glass. It is worthless, right?
HUNT: Did I say it was worthless? No, it's priceless, and isn't that
the value of all dreams?