The Kingdom was called Contrary.
The Castle was called Doubt.
The Twin Giants who lived there
were named Deceit and Despair.
Every change in the weather
brought Rain and Hope.
The Cairn Of Darkness And The Light,
So, er, for dessert why don't we talk about where we're going? Don't
everybody talk at once. I don't want to upset your digestion or
anything. Make you puke. Okay, so, uh, my stomach's settled. Where we
HUNT: We're making a delivery.
HARPER: Thank you. May I ask what?
HARPER: How come she knows?
ANDROMEDA [OC]: Incoming Commonwealth communication.
HUNT: On screen.
ROLLINS [on screen]: Greetings, Captain. Just wanted to give you the
heads-up separating rumour from fact. Most of the Nietzschean Prides
that joined the Commonwealth are now, indeed, contemplating leaving it.
HARPER: So it's a celebration.
ROLLINS [on screen]: The rumours of them coming together and massing a
major fleet are just that, but there has been some suspicious activity
centred around the planet Enga's Redoubt, the Dragan homeworld.
HUNT: Now, that's a little vague.
ROLLINS [on screen]: We have uncovered attacks by the Nietzscheans on
various drifts and planets, but nothing out of the ordinary. Rollins
HUNT: That's it? I mean, if this was no big deal, then why did she tell
us about it?
ANDROMEDA [OC]: Supply cargo from Commonwealth Headquarters has
HUNT: I wasn't expecting a shipment.
BEKA: Maybe it's supplies for the upcoming Nietzschean battle we're not
supposed to know about.
ANDROMEDA [OC]: The shipment is for the Commissary.
HUNT: Ah, well then, it's a food fight.
large crates open and armed people come out, threatening a lone
crewman, Bowlus. They are lead by a woman.)
NIETZSCHEANS: Move out. Seal the area. Check the corridor. All clear.
WOMAN: Clear deck fifteen. You two, this way.
ANDROMEDA: Hangar deck fifteen. Stowaways in the cargo.
HUNT: Do we need bells and whistles for that? Thank you. How did they
get past our security?
ROMMIE: I'm detecting the deactivation of an electromagnetic cloaking
HUNT: Nice toy. Mister Harper, I want one of those.
HARPER: Looks like we just got one.
ANDROMEDA [on viewscreen]: They have a captive.
(They watch a rerun of the invasion.)
HUNT: Nietzscheans. A gun to one person's head is a gun to all of ours.
HARPER: So are you just going to stand there and let the ice cream
HUNT: Seal off that deck.
Go, go, go. Let's move.
(The Nietzscheans place devices in the corridors and take more
Who the hell are these Nietzscheans?
BEKA: And what the hell are they doing?
HOLO-ROMMIE: Now the intruders are sealing off deck fifteen.
HARPER: What? We just did that.
BEKA: How do they have the codes to do this?
HOLO-ROMMIE: They're in complete control of deck fifteen, and
establishing a power base of their own.
HARPER: They're looking for something.
HUNT: The Maru.
HARPER: What are you waiting for, Rommie? Take them out with your
automated internal defence systems.
HUNT: Not when they're holding some of our crew members. Deactivate
that deck's AG field.
WOMAN [on viewscreen]: Captain Hunt. We have a proposal for you. When
you're ready to negotiate, let us know.
HUNT: How can I negotiate if I don't know what they want?
ANDROMEDA [on viewscreen]: Artificial gravity disabled with no effect
on the intruders.
HARPER: They're wearing personal AG harnesses.
BEKA: These guys know exactly what they're doing.
HUNT: Yeah. It's a little too convenient, isn't it?
ROMMIE: The intruders are continuing to spread out through deck
HUNT: Rommie, on screen.
HUNT: What's your pleasure?
WOMAN [on viewscreen]: It's simple. We'll trade our hostages for the
bones of Drago Musevini and the Eureka Maru.
HUNT: Oh, so that's all you want. Well, that's no problem. we'll just
BEKA: No. No Maru.
TRANCE: Dylan. (shakes head.)
HARPER: Yeah, I got stuff on there, boss.
HUNT: I know. I'm just trying to buy some time while I think this
BEKA: There's nothing to think through.
TRANCE: She's right.
HUNT: Rommie, on screen.
HUNT: Sorry we got cut off there. What's your Plan B?
WOMAN [on viewscreen]: You have five minutes or the hostages will die.
HUNT: Nietzscheans. No sense of humour. No offence, Tyr. Status report?
ROMMIE: My defence systems on hangar fifteen have been disabled.
HARPER: I'm on it.
ROMMIE: I've managed to cut off access to the Maru and Musevini's
TYR: We can under no circumstances surrender the Progenitor's remains.
We need a better plan than that.
BEKA: Yeah, we do. One that involves getting our crew members back.
TYR: I don't expect you to understand, but there are far greater
concerns than the crew of the Andromeda.
HARPER: How typically selfless of you.
TYR: Those bones mean more to the future stability of your Commonwealth
than any of you can begin to realise.
TRANCE: I don't care about the bones.
HUNT: Once more, Rommie.
WOMAN [on viewscreen]: You reached a decision?
HUNT: I'll make you a deal.
WOMAN [on viewscreen]: No deals.
HUNT: You'll take me as your hostage in exchange for all of my crew
members. If you've harmed any of them, no deal.
WOMAN [on viewscreen]: Go on.
HUNT: I'll guarantee you the bones and the Maru.
WOMAN [on viewscreen]: True to form, Captain. Protecting the greater
good. Meet at the slipstream core.
HUNT: I'm on my way.
TYR: This is a horrendous idea.
BEKA: Very horrendous.
HUNT: Do you have a better one?
HUNT: All right, then. Beka, you have Command. Harper, once we reach
the Maru, go to slipstream core. Check it out. See if they did any
damage. Tyr, follow me, please. I want you to be my shadow.
HUNT: Kill the bastards.
enters and Bowlus is pushed forward.)
BOWLUS: Sorry, sir.
HUNT: Don't worry about it.
NIETZSCHEAN: Move it. Let's go. Move!
(The rest of the captives leave.)
HUNT: Stick to the deal.
HUNT: I'll destroy the bones.
WOMAN: You're bluffing.
HUNT: Those bones mean squat to me, lady.
WOMAN: Go. Put my men on a screen.
HUNT: Andromeda, on screen. Access granted. You know my ship.
WOMAN: Very well, Captain. Very well. Secure the Maru.
HUNT: I'm impressed.
[OC]: Beka, I'm on the Maru. Rommie's covering the hangar.
bulkhead door to her quarters won't open.)
TRANCE: No. I have to get in. No!
[OC]: Beka, the Maru is shut down.
BEKA: I should be able to make it operational from here. Oh, god. Damn
it, I can't. Trance, get to the cockpit.
shoots a Nietzschean.)
TRANCE: Beka, everything's dead here.
BEKA [OC]: I got nothing.
We're locked out. Trance, get out of there.
enters from a conduit.)
HARPER: All right, let's see what the boneheads were up to. Boss, I
think I found something. Ah, genius. We do what we must
(Harper gets zapped by the control panel.)
Nietzscheans retrieve Museveni's coffin.)
HUNT: (sotto) Any time, Tyr.
(Elsewhere, Tyr drops down a ladder and gestures to two Nietzscheans to
stay quiet. Then he shoots them.)
Dragonia vine is dead.)
TRANCE: Can you keep a secret?
ROMMIE: Not from everyone.
TRANCE: I'm scared. All my mystery, All that I've been guarding.
ROMMIE: What have you been guarding, Trance? Can you tell me? Can you
TRANCE: He knows.
ROMMIE: I don't feel fear the way that you do, but I have observed it
can limit you.
TRANCE: I feel that we are nearing the end.
ROMMIE: Is this another one of your riddles?
TRANCE: No riddles, just fear. I have guarded for so long. Now I'm
unsure of what I am doing.
Keep moving, Captain.
HUNT: I'm moving. I'm moving.
[on viewscreen]: We've got serious manoeuvring in the Commonwealth. The
Nietzschean succession is turning out to be a major problem. I am
aboard the High Guard ship, Twelve Centuries. We'll be there as soon as
we can if you really need us. Our convoy cannot give you a high
priority at this time.
BEKA: Andromeda, what's that?
ANDROMEDA [on viewscreen]: The communication is jammed.
BEKA: well, try something else.
ANDROMEDA [on viewscreen]: Efforting.
The Maru is this way.
HUNT: Oh, is that where it is? You know, I get confused. All these
corridors look the same.
WOMAN: Let's go. Once we're free of the Andromeda, we'll disengage our
HUNT: Ah. Well, that makes me feel so much better. Thank you. Have a
nice flight, now.
(The doors close between Hunt and the Nietzscheans.)
HUNT: Good work, Tyr. Huh. Unbelievable.
Success. Open the coffin.
(The lid is lifted to reveal its ancient contents, then closed again.
WOMAN: It couldn't have gone better.
(Tyr shoots her.)
TYR: Take Drago's remains to the rendezvous. I will entertain no
questions. Am I understood? No one will break security.
[OC]: The Maru has entered slipstream.
ROMMIE: Deck fifteen has returned to normal. However, somehow they've
managed to severely compromise navigational control.
BEKA: Where the hell were you?
TYR: Ambushed. You're in one piece?
TRANCE: Yes, he's safe.
BEKA: I've got Rollins.
ROLLINS [on viewscreen]: This is a heads-up. Things are developing
fast. More attacks confirmed, all led by the Drago-Kazov. In the
Archsul system, five planets destroyed. Sinti has been completely
overrun. They are marauding and trophy-taking. The Commonwealth cannot
HUNT: Well, we've got problems of our own here.
ROLLINS [on viewscreen]: The Commonwealth fleet is headed your way.
BEKA: Now what?
HARPER: Boss, as much I owe the Maru my life, I say its time we let her
go. The whole universe is going to crap. We've got to look out for
number one. Let's get the hell out of here.
BEKA: No. We're not giving up on the Maru.
TRANCE: Dylan, we have to get it back.
HARPER: Why? What am I missing here? Come on. Come on, give me
something, Trance. A crumb. Anything. A couple of words. Maybe even
three words, like not now, Harper, or we're saving the universe, or we
need your plants. Anything.
HUNT: Good guess.
BEKA: Dylan, we can track the Maru. It's leaking pion particles. It's
an easy trail to follow.
HUNT: Rommie, can we go to slipstream?
ROMMIE: That we can do.
HUNT: Beka? All right, we'll outrace them, scoop it up, put it back in
BEKA: Sounds good. I want my ship back.
HUNT: Let's do it.
BEKA: Brace for slipstream.
ROMMIE: They don't see us.
HUNT: Everybody likes a surprise. Trance, let's go. Tyr, try to keep up
with me this time.
TYR: I will do my best.
(The two ships come out of slipstream, and the Andromeda scoops the
Maru into the hangar deck.)
shooting and potential damage to the Maru's systems, but finally Hunt,
Tyr and Trance kill all the remaining
HUNT: Trance, check it out.
ANDROMEDA [OC]: Dylan, we've got a problem.
HUNT: I'm on my way.
(Trance gets to her quarters, and finds the bonsai with green energy
playing over it. Tyr walks past.)
TRANCE: There is an old story. Fate travels to a distant planet looking
for a man. We do not know if it is good or bad, this fate, but the man
fears this fate, his fate, so the day before Fate arrives, he takes off
for the planet Sinti. Fate arrives at the man's doorstep and asks the
man's family where he's gone, and the family replies that he has left
for the planet Sinti. And Fate says, now I understand, and the family
looks at Fate without understanding. Fate simply says, tomorrow, we
have an appointment in Sinti. Your fate is waiting for you.
TYR: On the Andromeda.
TRANCE: I don't know. But I Am frightened, Tyr. I'm frightened for me.
I'm frightened that I will not succeed at what I need to do. But I'm
also frightened for you. That you are going to do the wrong thing.
All right, what's going on?
BEKA: Well, we seem to have chased the Maru right into the middle of
the Drago-Kazov system.
HUNT: That's right where someone wants us to be.
ANDROMEDA [OC]: There are three Nietzschean cruisers approaching.
ROMMIE: Incoming transmission.
ATATURK [on viewscreen]: Welcome to the Drago-Kazov system. I am Field
Marshall Ataturk. You're right on time. Welcome to the new Nietzschean
universe, the new order. I would recommend you not fire upon us. I have
thousands of ships at my command. Relax and enjoy the ride. The
Andromeda is now a trophy of the Drago-Kazov.
ROMMIE: We have thirty percent power left.
HUNT: All right, take us to slipstream.
BEKA: Dylan, there's a problem.
HUNT: Abort. Fall back. All right, what happened?
ROMMIE: If the Andromeda tries to get to slipstream, she'll eject her
slipstream core. The accompanying exotic matter will cause an explosion
that will completely destroy the Drago-Kazov homeworld.
HARPER: But we'd be okay?
HARPER: Go directly to slipstream.
HUNT: Sabotage. This was done after the Nietzscheans left the
BEKA: Only senior officers have those codes.
HARPER: It wasn't me.
ANDROMEDA [on viewscreen]: There is a slipfighter leaving the ship.
HUNT: You know what? I am a gullible man when it comes to certain
Nietzscheans. Open a comm channel.
ROMMIE: He's not responding.
HUNT: Of course not. All right. Here we go, Tyr.
[on monitor]: The Andromeda is in our custody. What are you doing?
TYR: Hold your position. Do nothing.
ATATURK [on monitor]: What is your destination?
TYR [on viewscreen]: Field Marshal, you are painting this vessel. I
will not be followed.
ATATURK: But we need to know where you are for your protection.
TYR: You will
Discontinue your surveillance immediately. You are being obvious and
ATATURK [on monitor]: Foolish?
TYR: And suspicious.
viewscreen]: I delivered the Andromeda. That is all you need to know at
ATATURK: But if there is more to your plan?
TYR [on viewscreen]: Any communication can be intercepted. With our
goal so near at hand, we cannot afford to breach security.
[on monitor]: We can't afford to lose our leader.
TYR: This communication is terminated. From now on, you will maintain
ATATURK [on monitor]: Done.
drones surround the Andromeda and she begins to move.)
ROMMIE: Dylan, they've accessed my computer. I'm being towed.
HARPER: They're towing us?
HUNT: Yeah, we're their trophy, remember?
HARPER: If it weren't for the honour, I'd just as soon pass on it.
HUNT: Rommie, what am I looking at?
ROMMIE: The Kodiak homeworld, orbiting Enga's Redoubt.
HUNT: That's Tyr's homeworld.
HARPER: So he did all this just to get home, huh? But why?
ROMMIE: Dylan, we can escape. The slipcore will eject and the exotic
matter explosion will destroy the Dragans, but we can escape. I have
enough power for that.
BEKA: Or we could hang in there and fight.
HARPER: Or not. Boss, I'm with Rommie. Go directly to slipstream.
HUNT: We can't eject the slipcore. There are thousands of slaves on
Enga's Redoubt. Rommie, if you give me enough cover, the Dragans will
never notice a drop-pod coming into the system, will they? Or care.
BEKA: Dylan, wait. Someone should go with you.
HUNT: Can't do it. This is between me and Tyr.
(The automated systems allow the drop-pod into the asteroid.)
ROMMIE: It's only a matter of time until we restore Andromeda's power.
BEKA: And when that happens, we go down fighting.
ATATURK [on viewscreen]: Preposterous. The Andromeda will never force a
collateral damage situation.
ATATURK [on viewscreen]: Tyr Anasazi is now the leader of the
Drago-Kazov. He has shown himself to be the true reincarnation of Drago
Musevini. He's also delivered proof of his loyalty to them. He has
delivered the Andromeda.
(Harper jacks himself into Andromeda's systems.)
HARPER: All right, time to find out just exactly who has been messing
with our slipcore.
All right, Tyr Ana-sleazy. you can't hide from Andromeda's video
surveillance. All right, Andromeda, let's start with a few hours ago.
Show me Tyr Anasazi if you can find him.
ANDROMEDA [OC]: This is Tyr during the assault on the Nietzscheans.
Security playback from corridor on deck fifteen.
(Tyr shooting the two Nietzscheans.)
HARPER: Okay. Where was he after we got the Maru back?
ANDROMEDA [OC]: He was in slipstream core control.
HARPER: What? Show me.
ANDROMEDA [OC]: Security tape running from invasion point.
HARPER: I knew you were just another back-stabbing Nietzschean, Tyr.
Last time I looked, Drago's bones weren't in the slipstream core. What
else has he done in the core?
Or any other suspicious activity, for that matter. Keep an open
ANDROMEDA [OC]: Working backwards.
HARPER: Keep going. Wait a minute. That's three years ago. Huh. He
waited for three years to betray us.
Guys, I got some bad news.
wearing Museveni's shroud.)
TYR: I had expected you sooner.
HUNT: And I would have expected your loyalty. Looks like we'll both be
TYR: It's quite beautiful, is it not?
HUNT: If you like abandoned asteroids, yeah.
TYR: No, but this. All this. This is where Drago Musevini's remains
were enshrined for all the Prides to view, under the protection of the
Kodiak. This, this was our legacy. The ham-fisted Drago-Kazov couldn't
have created anything so sublime in a million years, only destroy it.
HUNT: The Dragans were short-sighted in their attack on your Pride,
Tyr. It was senseless.
TYR: It was what it was. There is no blame. We were in their way. Now
they are in mine. With the Dragans, shall we say, removed from our
collective sight, we can begin to create a more perfect universe.
HUNT: The universe is never going to be perfect.
TYR: It will be a damn sight better if I can unite the Prides. Dylan,
you are not just another stupid kludge. You have insight nearly
Nietzschean at moments. Hear me. The Dragans there, on Enga's Redoubt,
are standing in the way of a better Nietzschean future. If I act now,
if I strike at this moment, I can correct that.
HUNT: All for the mere price of the Andromeda, plus her crew.
TYR: No. No! Not necessarily. I have made my choice. Now you must make
yours. If you attempt to take the Andromeda to slipstream, yes, you
will destroy that planet, but you will be free. Alive to fight another
day. It would be a very Nietzschean choice.
HUNT: Maybe, but I would be letting you do the same thing to the
Dragans as they did to your Pride. Wiping them out because they're in
TYR: They are in the universe's way! Like every empire since the dawn
of history, they've had their day.
HUNT: That's not your decision to make.
TYR: No, it's yours! You are a beautiful man. A valiant man. But you
are flawed in your tiresome sense of right and wrong. There is only
your will, my will, and the universal will, and here we all sit wasting
time. Choose life, Dylan. Go, while I can still admire you.
HUNT: You have let me know you too well, Tyr. That's your flaw. You
will help me to get out of here.
TYR: You don't need my help. Make the Nietzschean choice.
HUNT: I can't. I'm not a Nietzschean. That why I've always had you. You
have friends on the Andromeda, Tyr. People you care about.
TYR: Do you truly not see that there are greater concerns here? How
could you not have always known that it would come to this?
HUNT: If you force me to make this choice, to bring death to an entire
world, we can only ever meet again as enemies. Is that your choice?
BEKA [OC]: Dylan. Dylan, come in. Can you hear me? Dylan.
HUNT: Go ahead.
BEKA [OC]: Dylan, you've got to haul it back. now!
Our big problem just went giant. And I hope you have Tyr with you. We
can't fight, and we can't run until he fixes his bug.
You hear that? I no longer have a choice. The only choice is yours. And
if you don't undo what you have done, then you condemn my ship and my
crew to its death. What's it going to be, Tyr?
TYR: Hesitation, Dylan. Five minutes ago, this wouldn't have been an
issue. Hesitation is weakness, and you, sir, you, my friend, have
always made me hesitant. And I am not fond of you for it.
HUNT: Yes. I know.
TYR: If I do this. If I go back there with you, it will be the last
time. Then it is over.
HUNT: Promises, promises.
BEKA [OC]: Dylan, hurry.
HUNT: We're coming back.
Fix the ship.
BEKA: Why did you do it, Tyr? Why did you throw away three years of
work? Three years of fighting for survival, of friendship?
TYR: Beka, I may have thrown away more in coming back here than I ever
did in leaving. And there's just no time to explain that any further.
BEKA: Tyr, we may not get out of this. I think you owe me an
TYR: You'd like an explanation? The universe is changing, and we're
changing right along with it. I'll tell you a secret. I've lived with
you, I've fought beside you, fought with you. I've often wished you
were a Nietzschean.
BEKA: What am I now? Nothing. They say it takes a minute to find
something special in a person, an hour to appreciate them, and a day to
love them. But it takes an entire life to forget them.
TYR: Beka, I wish that I could explain
BEKA: Forget it, Tyr. Go fix the ship.
TRANCE: This might be of interest to you. Hundreds, if not thousands of
ships are entering our system.
ROMMIE: Forty one percent have no ID or known profile. The rest are
known enemies of the Commonwealth.
TRANCE: Ogami, Kalderans, Bokor, Nightsiders and Freebooters.
HUNT: You've got to be kidding me. It's going to be one heck of a
party. Open a comm channel.
ROMMIE: Comm open.
HUNT: This is Captain Dylan Hunt of the Andromeda Ascendant. Define
ROMMIE: No response.
TRANCE: It appears that they're all coming after the Drago-Kazov.
ROMMIE: Incoming communication from High Guard ship Twelve Centuries.
ROLLINS [on viewscreen]: We are entering your system. Rest assured,
your safety is near.
HUNT: Yeah, well, we're not feeling very safe right now.
ROMMIE: The forces are firing on the Dragan's homeworld, Enga's
HUNT: Total anarchy. Why? And why the Dragans? Why us?
TRANCE: We've got to get out of here now.
HUNT: Yeah, I think that's a pretty good idea.
runs in and pushes Harper away from a console, then starts entering
HARPER: You still out of here or what?
HARPER: Don't forget to write. You know, I can't blame you for wanting
to destroy the Drago-Kazov, Tyr. It's just how you did it.
TYR: I haven't done it as yet, and now, I just might not.
HARPER: Don't try to con a con, okay?
TYR: You're safe.
ANDROMEDA [OC]: We have full power.
HARPER: Boss, we're good to go.
Rommie, take us out.
Thanks, for undoing the trouble you caused in the first place. You
know, I thought I knew you, Tyr. And it turns out all along you've just
been waiting to betray us. What did I ever do to you?
TYR: You made me laugh.
HARPER: No, I didn't.
TYR: Yes, you did. Just not out loud. And I hope you get the chance to
do it again.
HARPER: Yeah, we'll double-cross that bridge when we get to it.
We miss anything, boss?
TRANCE: Now what?
HUNT: Now we wait for these idiots to blow each other up, and then help
the Commonwealth pick up the pieces afterwards.
ROMMIE: Cutting yourself off from your best allies, aligning yourself
with no one. Odd choice for the ultimate survivor.
TYR: I will never, ever, waste my time reasoning with a machine.
ROMMIE: Your vine is dead.
TYR: No. I am the vine. And quite unlike your synthetic self, I am very
ROMMIE: I've accessed the Nietzschean folklore of the Dragonia vine,
and initially, it does signify leadership. But it also comes with a
curse. A lonely and bloody end.
BEKA: More of the Commonwealth has arrived.
HUNT: This has to be a trap. A trap to destroy the Commonwealth fleet.
ROLLINS [on viewscreen]: We are now engaging the enemy. Please await
HARPER: Come on. Await orders?
BEKA: And engage which enemy? This is nuts.
HUNT: This is insanity.
HARPER: Tyr, anything you want to tell us?
TRANCE: The Ogami and Kalderans have opened fire on the Commonwealth
HUNT: What? Rollins, fall back. We'll cover your retreat.
ROLLINS [on viewscreen]: That is a negative, Captain. We are engaged.
Please await for further orders. Stand by for further orders.
(The Twelve Centuries goes KaBOOM!)
ANDROMEDA [OC]: The enemy fleet, Kalderan, Ogami and Nietzschean, are
destroying the Commonwealth fleet.
BEKA: It's total anarchy.
HARPER: Oh, crap. We're next.
TRACE: Dylan, we've got to get out of here. We've got to go.
HUNT: Beka, you have Command.
TYR: Any dubious obligation I might have had to you, I have fulfilled.
HUNT: You're going to your death. You've got no place to go.
TYR: I've got everywhere to go. It's time for my son to be with his
HUNT: You told me your son was dead.
TYR: You can't be surprised. You've always known. Yes, I have a son.
And there is so much more that you will know of him one day.
HUNT: Because you believe he is the reincarnation of Drago Musevini.
TYR: Dylan, that's the most glorious thing. He is.
HUNT: Okay. So what does that mean?
TYR: It's hope, Dylan. Hope for my people, hope for your people, hope
for your Commonwealth, Hope for the universe.
HUNT: There is no hope for the Commonwealth. The Commonwealth fleet is
TYR: And now, the Sabra-Jaguar, the Mandau, the Rakhshasa, all the
Prides will honour that child. They have no choice but to follow. It is
written in their genes, as it is in his, and mine.
HUNT: Tell that to the Dragans' children.
TYR: They are hardly an issue any longer.
HUNT: Next time we meet, friend or enemy?
TYR: Dylan Hunt, live well.
HUNT: Live well, Tyr Anasazi.
(Tyr launches his slipfighter into the battle.)
Tyr doesn't have a chance.
HARPER: Maybe they don't care about him anymore.
HUNT: You're half right, Harper.
HARPER: What about the other half?
HUNT: The other half will hunt him down. And we're looking at the
universe coming apart at the seams.
ROMMIE: And history repeating itself. The Nietzscheans have created a
void. They've weakened the Commonwealth enough so that others have
seized the opportunity.
HUNT: And that's the optimist's viewpoint.
BEKA: They're closing in on Tyr. What do we do?
HUNT: Oh, what the hell. Cover him. Andromeda, clear his path. Let me
know when he's through.
ROMMIE: I can't see anything.
HUNT: Just keep firing.
ROMMIE: Path is clear.
TRANCE: No sign of Tyr.
HUNT: We've done all we can here. Take us to slipstream.
BEKA: You got it.
BEKA: We're losing them.
(And out again.)
BEKA: Nobody on our tail.
HARPER: You know, I have only one question about all of this. So who
gets Tyr's stuff? What do we do now, boss?
HUNT: They'll be coming for us, and we'll stay ready.
(A farewell montage of Tyr doing one-handed pull-ups, of playing
basketball, of sparring with Beka, kissing Rommie on the nose, being
hugged by Harper, and laughing with Hunt. Then he shoots down another
fighter and white-out.)