Confine that which you fear to the mirror.
Start with who is standing there.
Bogdo Geghen Seer of Agharta,
screen]: Dylan. We have been like beasts of burden, the two of us,
yoked together to a cause, but now, now the end is near.
HUNT: That sounds like good news, Rev.
BEM [on screen]: Now more than ever. No distance could ever change
that. No fall from grace.
HUNT: Well, I'm just south of heaven. The Commonwealth shoved me
outside the gate, that's all.
BEM [on screen]: I too have been shown another way. A way full of
changes, both physical and spiritual. It has become as, as confused as
it is lonely.
HUNT: Rev, you're on Juko. I can't imagine a worse place.
BEM [on screen]: Out of the darkness comes the light. I now know the
weapon that can stop the darkness. It will be here soon.
I need your vow that you will come alone. This must be between us.
HUNT [on screen]: I'll er, I'll take that under advisement.
BEM [on screen]: You and I must carry this gift, this darkness, on our
shoulders, or embrace its weight under a fall, if that is what the
HUNT: You're not making sense, Rev.
(Bem ends the transmission.)
Alone? On Juko? That's where he's found paradise? On the planet of the
TRANCE: They're sentient beings, Harper, suffering from chemical
BEKA: Ahem. Thank you, Trance. And let's not forget the killer pimps.
HUNT: And let's not forget Rev Bem. He's the one who's in trouble here.
HARPER: Yeah, if you call being insane trouble.
HUNT: Harper, sarcasm. I thought you liked Rev.
HARPER: I do, but he's got to be crazy going to Juko.
ANDROMEDA [on viewscreen]: The planet Juko. Thirty seven percent murder
rate, highest in the known worlds.
HARPER: Case in point.
ROMMIE: So many dead that the corpses are routinely used as a source of
fuel. But I'm sure one hero with a forcelance can defy the percentages.
HUNT: Et tu, Rommie?
HARPER: Or he'll nicely heat a two bedroom Flash house.
HUNT: Okay, okay, thank you both for your optimistic and unwavering
HUNT: Rhade, would you like to add something?
RHADE: You're going to a Magog?
TRANCE: This one has got religion.
RHADE: Eat, lay eggs, eat some more. That's Magog religion. Ugly.
TRANCE: Many claim that evil is ugly, but it's more often disguised in
beauty. That is why we are tempted by it.
The greatest evil can be a lie spoken from a sincere face, whereas the
greatest good can be masked by fear and hate.
RHADE: Ugly is ugly, and beauty is beauty. It's that simple.
HUNT: We'll go in stages. I'll take the Maru. Make sure you give me
enough lead time.
BEKA: Okay, I think that's enough lead time.
ROMMIE: Drop pods are small enough to hide within the infrared
footprints of supply ships descending to Juko.
steps on a pile of discarded small objects shaped like -)
HUNT: Magog swarm ship. Someone's got a sick sense of humour.
BEM [OC]: It's not meant to be funny, Dylan.
(Something whizzes past his ear.)
HUNT: What the hell is that?
(Then he sees Bem perched on a tree stump.)
HUNT: Rev, what's going on?
BEM: What's the matter, old friend? Afraid of the dark?
(Finally one of those whizzing things hits the back of Hunt's neck. It
is shaped like a Magog swarm ship and sucks spinal fluid out of Hunt
before flying back to Bem's hand. Hunt collapses. Two men walk up. One
stamps on Hunt's comm unit, the other fries his forcelance. Hunt
briefly revives and pulls a piece of uniform from one of the men. Bem
jumps down from his perch.)
BEM: You were right to fear the dark, my friend.
(A cloaked woman takes the dart from Bem and puts it down her cleavage.
She leaves, then Bem goes the other way. The two men pick Hunt up,
leaving the torn clue behind.
A short while later, Beka and Rhade arrive in their drop pods.)
RHADE: Damn it. I can't get a reading from his comm.
BEKA: Nice job, Rhade. Try his forcelance.
RHADE: You can do that?
BEKA: Academy boys.
RHADE: Let's go left.
(Beka sees Hada run off.)
BEKA: Let's go right.
RHADE: Nobody listens to the Nietzschean.
BEKA: Andromeda, we're blind down here. See if you can pick up a signal
from Dylan's forcelance.
ANDROMEDA [OC]: I've detected the residue of multiple sustained
ANDROMEDA [OC]: Seven metres ahead of you.
RHADE: Stay in my wake.
(He steps on the same discard pile as Hunt did.)
RHADE: What's this?
BEKA: Ah. Beta-amyloid stinger. Junkies use them to shoot and extract
Beta-A from the spine. Someone's got a sick sense of humour, though.
The outer casings of these look like little Magog swarm ships.
RHADE: How's the rush?
BEKA: Injection's sweeter than a three-day Flash binge. Full injection,
though, will knock you out cold for hours. Andromeda, no sign of Dylan
or Rev. Found Dylan's forcelance, though. It's fried.
(She picks up the clue.)
BEKA: Huh. Collectors. The long arm of Pish.
Stop your snivelling. Tell me what you know.
HADA: Two officers from the Andromeda's crew are searching for Hunt.
SAGURO: And no one suspects he's off planet. Keep it that way.
Frustrate their search, but not so much that their interests turn
elsewhere. If they get close to the truth, use your stinger and bring
them to me.
HADA: You promised me more Beta.
SAGURO: Do what I need. I'll satisfy yours.
wakes on a wrecked Command deck. He activates a console and gets the
ship's logo on the viewscreen.)
HUNT: The Midian Breach? It's a prison ship. Heading into a black hole.
Excellent. Midian Breach, this is Captain Dylan Hunt of the Andromeda
Ascendant. Counter your drift into the black hole. Or don't. Shipwide.
All decks, report. All decks, report. Is there anyone on this ship?
Last egg in the crate. The story of my life.
Beta-A's are like nano-recorders. They soak up the content and
circumstances of emotions that spike from the brain's limbic system.
ROMMIE: Life stories captured.
TRANCE: Every moment of fear and joy, and every intense emotion in
ROMMIE: So the Collectors now probably have all this information about
Dylan. Commonwealth records indicate that Beta-A was originally used as
a psychotropic drug.
TRANCE: In theory, a magic bullet. The silver charge flows from the
spine to the brain. Inject Beta-As from a healthy subject into an
emotionally disturbed patient. The donor's strength will overwhelm the
ROMMIE: The Collectors most likely did this to Rev, thus explaining not
only his location, but his behaviour.
TRANCE: The cathartic high is addictive, and addicts will shoot until
their brains fry.
ROMMIE: I've found more information about Beta-A. Correlating.
TRANCE: And this is?
ROMMIE: Doctor Sakkai Saguro, pioneer of Beta research. What little
history I can find on her indicates she worked alone, kept her patients
and disappeared shortly after the first few of them died.
TRANCE: That's not why she ran.
ROMMIE: Covert agenda?
TRANCE: Collusion with the Collectors. Rommie?
TRANCE: They can use Dylan's Beta-A against him somehow.
ROMMIE: They don't want to kill him. They want to break him.
TRANCE: Break him with what he fears most.
You want to watch all of Dylan's emotional conflicts play out like one
long nightmare. Fine. I can somehow rig a protein analyser to render
images, but there will be billions of them, and it's not going to work
without a sample of his Beta-A proteins.
TRANCE: Can we synthesize the protein using Dylan's DNA?
ROMMIE: Argosy Archives contain Doctor Saguro's research into
Beta-amyloid synthesis. We could follow her model for the process.
HARPER: I don't know what kind of result a synthetic sample's going to
yield. Doctor Sakkai Saguro? The pin-up girl of pain?
TRANCE: I knew she was trouble the second I saw her on screen.
HARPER: You have images of her in your database?
ROMMIE: Mmm hmm.
HARPER: You two, out.
ROMMIE: Harper, priorities. Dylan is missing.
HARPER: I know, I know. Worst fear. I'm all over it.
(Some time later, Harper is watching a screen and eating
HARPER: Next. Next. Less cloth. Reduce garment. Reduce garment?
ANDROMEDA [OC}: No.
ANDROMEDA [OC]: Harper.
ANDROMEDA [on screen]: Harper, your productivity appears to be
HARPER: It's not the size of the productivity, darling, it's how you
use it. I'm working the fantasy element here. I'm trying to elicit an
emotional response. Do you mind? Unless you're going to slip into
something more comfortable.
ANDROMEDA [on screen]: Be very careful, Harper.
Good, the core is active.
BEM [OC]: Dylan.
(Bem is being crucified on the wall, hanging between the AP rods.)
BEM: Dylan? Dylan? Dylan.
(Hunt retracts the rods and lets Bem down.)
HUNT: Leaving you to die slowly. Trademark of the Collectors.
BEM: They are hand-in-glove with the Magog, but they are not leaving
you here to die, trust me.
HUNT: Trusting you is what got me here.
BEM: Our captors extracted Beta charges from your spine.
HUNT: Collectors or Magog, I've covered every deck. There's no sign of
them or anyone.
BEM: They are gone. They left me here for you.
HUNT: Well, if so, then thank the Divine for small favours.
BEM: Not here. Here, the Divine is dead. All is dark. But the black
hole? The black hole, that is a beautiful thing.
HUNT: Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, Rev, and this all looks
butt ugly to me. Come on.
(Hunt sits Bem down against a ladder and works a console.)
HUNT: Give me something, damn it! We're running out of time.
BEM: You have all the time in the universe. The dying spirit always has
the understanding of time.
HUNT: Rev, that weapon you mentioned, the one that could stop the
darkness? Any chance of it helping us get out of here?
BEM: Of course. If I had it under my control and knew how to use it.
HUNT: Since our last meeting, you've adopted fatalism and dark comedy.
BEM: I do not joke.
HUNT: Rev, I know you didn't put both of our lives at risk for nothing.
BEM: To the contrary, Dylan. This is all for nothing. You must feel it,
this power that dwarfs that black pit outside. You must know by now
that you are what the darkness, what the Abyss fears, but killing you
would make you a god to those who believe in the forces of union and
creation. Your gospel would spread like a Vedran wildfire.
HUNT: So trapping me here somehow crushes all opposition to the Abyss.
Well, let's see, now. That's fatalism, dark comedy, and optimism.
BEM: Who are we to know the devil's design?
HUNT: Yeah. Well, here's my design. I'm alive, that core's alive, and
we will find a way to get out of here.
and Beka find a group of people.)
RHADE: Ahem. We're looking for a High Guard Captain who was abducted.
Might be in the company of a Magog Monk.
BEKA: His name is Dylan Hunt? We think the Collectors might've used
stun prods to take him down. Would've put up a fight. Would've been
RHADE: Like these zombies would even notice.
(A woman walks up to them.)
SEATON: My dress has come loose. Would you button me up?
RHADE: Happy to.
SEATON: I can show you the way. If you want to find your captain, you
need to search the underground for the woman who runs the Beta trade.
(Another addict is reporting to their supplier.)
HADA: They're questioning. My guess is they have your name.
SAGURO [on comms]: Bring them in on their backs.
SEATON: You'll need help finding an entrance.
(Suddenly, Rhade pushes Beka aside and a gun fight starts. Stingers
also start flying around. It ends when Hada tries to brain Rhade with a
metal pipe and Beka points her gun at her.)
RHADE: Why did you attack us?
HADA: Nietzschean beta is potent. Given the chance, we would drain you
BEKA: You're a user. You must know Saguro. We need to find her.
RHADE: Help us find the entrance to the underground, and you'll get
HADA: I'm a street buyer. Saguro's at the top of the chain. I wouldn't
know where to start.
RHADE: Try again. Try really, really hard.
HADA: There are rumours of an access point somewhere.
BEKA: Good. Help us find Saguro, and I'll get you a pop of pure
RHADE: As if anyone could ever handle that.
HADA: Okay. Follow me.
RHADE: Pop of pure Nietzschean. I like that.
BEKA: Shows you how desperate these people are.
(They follow Hada, and the other addicts start looting the fallen.)
Hang on, Rev. Maintenance corridor is just around the corner.
BEM: I'm, I'm sorry, Dylan. I must rest.
HUNT: Here. You all right?
BEM: You must feel the fear by now.
HUNT: What are you talking about?
BEM: Do you not have thoughts of the end? What would you miss most if
life was to end?
HUNT: That's negative thinking. It's useless. You wait here. I'll be
back in no time.
Attempt to synthesise Beta Amyloid protein, test subject Dylan Hunt,
Captain Andromeda Ascendant. Trial number five.
TRANCE: Oh, please work this time.
(It falls apart.)
ROMMIE: Withdrawal. That's it.
TRANCE: I feel this sense of inevitability. It's as if every time we
fail it's pre-ordained. Rommie, I'm also having this feeling of
ROMMIE: Separation anxiety?
This all looks the same.
RHADE: The only entrance I've seen is a rat hole. She's playing us.
HADA: I never said I had a map.
BEKA: Well, you're definitely taking us in circles.
RHADE: What are you doing?
BEKA: We want to get underground, right? Back up.
(Beka and Rhade fire at the ground, and fall through.)
That was interesting. A circle.
BEKA: Yeah, well, just think of it as a shortcut.
RHADE: Of course.
gets a console working then hears growling behind him.)
BEM: Feeling better. What have you found?
HUNT: The Collectors forgot to lock up.
HUNT: Door to the hangar deck is open. Here's the plan. The Midian is
still making breathable air. Inject enough of it in a super-cold state
into the heat of the core, and that pressure change will cause an
ignition strong enough to start the engines.
BEM: Your got your inspiration from an open door?
HUNT: Mmm. I'm pumping air through pipes in the hangar. The deep cold
of space will do the cooling.
(It works, right up until the core explodes.)
HUNT: Rev, take cover!
(A girder falls on Bem.)
HUNT: Rev! Rev! Rev!
(Hunt gets the debris off Bem.)
HUNT: Are you all right?
BEM: It would appear my ultimate fate has not yet been decided. The
HUNT: One engine destroyed. Gas escaping cracks in the hull has
accelerated our drift into the event horizon.
BEM: And you, Dylan? How do you feel now? Are your thoughts collected?
Do you see now what you could lose? Tell me. Tell them.
endless tunnel. Seems kind of pointless.
RHADE: And yet the shortest distance between two points.
[on comms]: What is it?
HADA: They're on their way back to you, still on their feet.
SAGURO [on comms]: Very well.
HADA: You promised me.
Beka, I've found something.
Shush. We have found the door to the bad guys. Smart money says they're
protecting the Mag mummy. This time, I make the wake.
(Beka kicks the door, and it opens onto an apparently empty room.)
Er, Rommie, what were you saying?
ROMMIE [OC]: I penetrated the multi-strata encryption in Argosy
records. It turns out Sakkai Saguro is a Collector.
BEKA: Ya think? Rommie, we'll get back to you.
SAGURO: I don't have any weapons.
BEKA: Don't sell yourself short.
SAGURO: You can put your guns away. We share the same cause.
RHADE: We're here for Dylan Hunt.
SAGURO: Your cause, to help Captain Hunt save the Commonwealth. I lead
a cell of Collectors who believe he will succeed. That he very well
BEKA: Really. Then why didn't you stop them from taking him?
SAGURO: Stop them? I gave them the idea. It was my plan.
BEKA: Right. Great. Well, then we're all cool.
SAGURO: Pish believes the answer to the Dylan question is no longer to
kill him, but to turn him to the other side.
RHADE: Since persuasion would never work, they opted to break his will.
SAGURO: Of course. A Nietzschean would understand. I made sure Beta-A
was the chosen method of finding the weakness in his armour.
BEKA: You injected Dylan with Beta-A? You're making it really hard not
to shoot you.
SAGURO: No, I did better than that. What Captain Hunt faces, he has to
face alone. If he succeeds, he will find the strength to win the war
that's coming. If he fails.
RHADE: We all go to hell in a bone basket.
BEKA: And this makes sense to you?
RHADE: Mmm hmm.
BEKA: No. You're coming with us.
take notes, because the Harper has outdone himself yet again. What you
are about to see on the screen is the protein reader. Now, a protein
reader interprets emotional content biochemically encrypted on protein
Beta-As. Normally we'd have to sit through a never-ending stream of
terrors, tics, and foibles to get the good stuff, which you will see
activate on this screen.
ROMMIE: By good stuff you mean a person's most gut-wrenching fear?
HARPER: Exactly. I took Dylan's DNA into VR, built a synthetic version
of his Beta-A, rigged this puppy to jump straight to the scenario that
triggered the most intense response, and boom! Brilliant hypothetical
results. Allow me to demonstrate a non-hypothetical result.
(Harper takes a sample of his own Beta A from the back of his neck.)
HARPER: Sorry. Little serotonin surge. It's kind of nice.
(And puts it into the protein reader. Up on the screen comes the sight
of him surrounded by Magogs who want him to have their babies.)
HARPER: It's working.
rifling through drawers.)
HUNT: Come on, not even one hypo in the Med deck?
HUNT: What, that's funny?
BEM: Not funny, pathetic. Pitiful. Dylan, good cannot exist without
evil, light without dark. They define one other. They are both inside
us and around us, but balance is your cause your mistake. The Abyss is
not so interested in your emotional weakness as it is in your darkness.
It is through this darkness that it can enter and grow.
HUNT: I don't fear the black hole, Rev. It's losing everyone that I
BEM: Then that is your darkness. But no matter. We are going to die in
this insufferable hole, and you? You cling.
You cling to hope like a lamb being dragged to slaughter, hoping maybe
the butcher might drop the rope.
HUNT: No matter how grim the circumstances, Rev Bem would never say
BEM: I just did!
(Bem throws Hunt across the room.)
BEM: Now, embrace your darkness. Kill me!
(They fight. Hunt jabs a stinger into Bem's spine and it fills with
angry black and red energy. Bem collapses.)
BEM: I have failed as always. Help me. I'm afraid. I cannot stand the
fear. I have lost the light.
HUNT: You haven't lost the light. It was temporarily eclipsed. But now
it's back. It's good to see you, Rev.
HUNT: I really didn't want to fight you.
Collectors, they waited for me to surface. They knew you would come to
me. Then they injected me with the Entity. I could, I could not fight
HUNT: You can't blame yourself, Rev.
BEM: But, Dylan, don't you see? I became worse than Magog. I did the
darkness's bidding. I helped them to lure you here because I thought I
HUNT: Which leads us to that weapon that can stop the darkness.
BEM: Dylan, I must confess. You are the weapon. I. You knew.
HUNT: I knew.
BEM: If you can survive this day, history will take a new course.
HUNT: Survival's looking pretty slim, Rev. We're only a few minutes
from the event horizon.
BEM: Now who's a pessimist?
is giving Saguro a lie detector test.)
SAGURO: As Collectors, we analyze knowledge. Patterns emerge. Patterns
that shaped history shape our future. My group has seen that Dylan will
win this war,
as long as he's prepared.
TRANCE: She's telling the truth.
ROMMIE: Yes. However, good intentions aside, truth also proves you
helped the Collectors plan Dylan's abduction. Where have they taken
SAGURO: Isn't that why you built the reader? Genius. Who designed these
TRANCE + ROMMIE: He did.
SAGURO: This is your work? Hmm. We should make babies together.
HARPER: You two, out.
HARPER: Why does it always take a fantastically beautiful but evil
genius to recognise the genius in me?
ROMMIE: How do we find Captain Hunt?
SAGURO: The reader's useless.
HARPER: Until we get a real sample of Dylan's Beta-A. So far we've been
stuck using a synthesized
(Saguro reaches into her cleavage.)
SAGURO: A show of goodwill. Allow me.
HARPER: Oh, you're allowed.
(Saguro runs her hand across the back of Harper's neck.)
HARPER: Stop it, stop it. The socket's ticklish.
(Saguro starts the reader.)
HARPER: Of course! We are so freaking stupid. Why didn't we think of
ROMMIE: Dispatching slipfighters to search all nearby black holes for
any ship drifting toward the event horizon.
The last of the slipfighters is back in the hangar. What's the word?
ROMMIE: Midian Breach. It's a prison cruiser. Drifting toward black
hole one one six seven Tachen.
BEKA: Feeding coordinates into navigation and going to slipstream.
Dylan, there is something. I saw a slipfighter in the hangar deck when
the Collectors brought us here.
HUNT: Okay, now that's the Rev I know and love.
Abyss will give you a choice. The Magog or frozen eternity. It will not
let you survive to continue your quest.
(Hunt ties a safety rope around his middle.)
HUNT: I don't care what choices the Abyss gives me. I'm here to kick
(Hunt opens the hangar deck doors. The outer door is open to vacuum,
ROMMIE [OC]: I have located the Midian Breach.
HARPER [OC]: Surprise, surprise. Look where it's heading.
BEKA [OC]: That's just a little too familiar. Let's hope we've got
Dylan is on that ship.
ROMMIE: Awaiting your orders, Beka.
BEKA: Ah, well they're out of range of our bucky-cables, and we can't
get any closer.
SAGURO: Of course. It's a test.
TRANCE: Maybe it would be best if we let the future play itself out.
BEKA: Which means?
TRANCE: Get him out of there!
lowering himself through the hangar deck, then his anchor gives way,
and both he and Bem fly towards space. At the last moment, Hunt grabs a
stanchion and Bem grabs the trailing rope.)
HUNT: Hang on.
(Hunt reaches across to a control panel and closes the outer doors.)
HUNT: All right, Rev. Let's go.
HUNT: I said let's go.
BEM: No, leave me. I am not worthy. My journey should end here.
HUNT: I don't have time for this.
BEM: Please, no. I have lost the way.
HUNT: No, we're just getting started.
Dylan, the doors.
HUNT: Open says me.
(He blasts a hole in them.)
HUNT: Now there, Rev. That's the way.
BEM: Ah ha. Ah ha.
HUNT: You like it?
BEM: Ah ha. Ah ha.
HUNT: Well, then you're going to love this. Hang on!
(Hunt launches the slipfighter as the Midian Breach starts to explode.)
HUNT: Well, there's your light, Rev.
BEM: I see. I see.
I'm picking up a slipfighter in that debris.
HARPER: Hello, boss.
BEKA: Rhade, you're on the Maru with me.
(The slipfighter settles into the Maru cargo hold.)
HARPER: Come on, come on.
BEKA [OC]: Trance, prep the Med deck. We've got them.
TRANCE: I'll be ready.
HARPER: Phew. All in a day's work. Piece of cake. Chocolate cake, with
the Harper on top.
SAGURO: Mmm. I like cake.
HARPER: Me too.
final battle with the Entity will come.
HUNT: And I'll be ready for it.
BEM: The Beta in my spine caused me to betray you, but I also betrayed
myself. This was my darkness. It is as important to the Way as the
HUNT: Rev, you have to embrace the darkness. That's how I fight.
BEM: You have learned this?
HUNT: Victory comes from accepting the unacceptable, the darkness in
all of us. I can only control what's in me, and use it when necessary.
This I learned from you.
BEM: Then I have taught you well. I thank you, friend, for showing me
HUNT: We won this battle together. You get some rest.
TRANCE: It's good to see you, friend. Do not fear the dark and the
light. It's about balance. They cannot exist without each other.
BEM: Trance, I have a confession to make. I have always known who you
are, but I did not understand. I could not grasp it. I was blind.
TRANCE: No. I hid my light until it was time. I too had much to learn.
BEM: A confession? From you?
TRANCE: An affirmation. My journey has been as long as yours. I had to
learn to hold the light lest its brilliance destroy me.
BEM: Trance, I long to stay here. Here, amongst my friends.
TRANCE: And so you should. I'm sure Dylan feels the same way.
BEM: I long to sleep. To sleep the sleep of peace.
TRANCE: Dream well, old friend.
Rev is sleeping, comfortable and secure.
HUNT: That's good.
TRANCE: He wants to stay with us.
HUNT: We're the closest thing to family he's got.
TRANCE: Dylan? This time, were you afraid that you would lose?
HUNT: I fear losing you. And the rest of the crew.
TRANCE: A moment of vulnerability from our captain.
HUNT: Let's keep that our little secret.