"Title is not who he is,
the manifestor of what they cannot dream;
he takes no name where none fits."
Original Progenitor Diatribes
Eureka Maru has landed on a planet and it taking on refugees.)
RHADE: Okay. Let's keep this orderly. Room is limited, but we'll
transport everyone until all are safe on Seefra One. Plenty of time if
we stay organised.
BEKA: And if Dylan ever shows up with the Andromeda.
RHADE: Don't hold your breath.
BEKA: Rhade, you're doing that glass half empty thing again. You know,
what I want to know is, even if we get all these folks loaded up on the
Andromeda, we get to slipstream, when do they get out? Where do we drop
these people off?
RHADE: Picture nine planets' populations on Seefra One. Redefines the
idea of elbow room.
(A burly man has pushed his way up the ramp.)
RHADE: Hey, no cutting.
BURLY MAN: I didn't cut.
BEKA: Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah. You cut. I saw. Look, if we don't do
this ordered and fair, we're going to have chaos on top of the panic.
There you go.
(The burly man drags the little man back behind him.)
BURLY MAN: Yeah, well, me first.
BEKA: Hey, buddy, this planet's soon to be a crouton. I really don't
have time to discuss it. No cutties.
(They both tug at the little man, then the burly man takes a swing at
Beka. Rhade downs him with one punch.)
BEKA: Hey, thanks. What were you waiting for? An invitation? Anyone
else want to cut in?
(Lots of hands go up with cries of me!)
BEKA: Well, you can talk to my little friend here.
(The hands go down. Beka gets on the hand comm.)
RHADE: Come on.
BEKA: Er, Dylan? We're waiting, and the natives are getting restless.
HUNT: We've got the GFG online. We are slipstream ready and able. One
test run and then we'll come get you.
Soon. Hunt out.
hate it when he does that.
ANDROMEDA [OC]: Newly assembled GFG registers online and ready.
DOYLE: Slipstream reducing the ship's mass to a fraction and
accelerating. I am go glad I can get goosebumps.
HUNT: Goosebumps are good. Let's bring it.
DOYLE: Initiating GFG lens.
ANDROMEDA [OC]: Initiating.
(Hunt takes the helm.)
HUNT: You might want to hold on to something.
ANDROMEDA [OC]: GFG lens at full.
HUNT: Andromeda, take us to slipstream on my mark. Three, two, one, and
(A slipstream portal opens, and that is it.)
DOYLE: Wow, I'm impressed. This is such a smooth ride.
HUNT: That's because we're not going anywhere. Andromeda, why is it
that we're not going anywhere?
ANDROMEDA [on viewscreen]: I am unable to enter slipstream, Captain. My
programming does not allow for self-destruction. Because there has
never been slipstream here, and I am unable to ascertain our exact
location, it is impossible to safely predict where we will exit
slipstream. Therefore inaction is the most prudent conclusion.
DOYLE: My ship integration confirms that Andromeda's logic systems are
superseding all other commands.
HUNT: Andromeda. Override on all logic circuits. Captain Dylan Hunt,
lexic dark five two two seven eight, and take us to slipstream now.
ANDROMEDA [on viewscreen]: I cannot override. Destruction of the
Andromeda means destruction of its Captain, whom I am programmed to
I must follow protocol.
HUNT: Cancel slipstream event. All dressed up and no place to go.
DOYLE: I don't get it. Andromeda is at full power.
HUNT: No, she's not. The three entities of Andromeda must be
functioning for its Captain to override its logic systems.
DOYLE: We're still missing something?
We get Rommie up and running, and we can go to slipstream.
HUNT: That's what I'm hoping.
DOYLE: I helped Harper build Gogol and the other droids. I should be
able to do this.
HUNT: Yes, well, Harper is the one who built Rommie, and you. He's the
(They open Rommie's container.)
DOYLE: She looks almost peaceful.
HUNT: That's about the last thing she ever was. Or is.
(Hunt jacks himself into Rommie's brain.)
DOYLE: Be careful in there.
HUNT: Tell me about it.
HUNT: Hello, Rommie. How are you?
ROMMIE: Surprised. Surprised you would return.
HUNT: I keep my promises. Rommie, I need you now.
ROMMIE: I'm not sure I'm ready. Either for you or Andromeda.
HUNT: I am your Captain. My needs are yours.
ROMMIE: They were. But I feel disconnected, yet eager.
HUNT: That disconnection you feel is with your ship. And with yourself.
ROMMIE: So I should come back?
HUNT: Yes, you should. That way, you will feel whole again. Rommie, I
need you to override your AI.
ROMMIE: I don't know about that.
HUNT: The only way to find out is by trying.
ROMMIE: I've had a lot of time to consider what's happened. Perhaps
you're right. Perhaps I am ready to reintegrate into my ship self.
HUNT: That's good, Rommie.
ROMMIE: Is it?
HUNT: It's hard to know what's going on in her core processor.
DOYLE: The Seefra Nine evacuees are nearly offloaded.
HUNT: Yeah, one spoonful at a time. We need slipstream, otherwise
there's no way we'll be able to evacuate all eight planets in time.
Right, you find Harper, and get Rommie back to Andromeda as soon as you
DOYLE: Fixing Rommie is an unpredictable risk, Dylan.
HUNT: No guts, no glory, Doyle. Just help Harper. I want my Rommie
refugees are attached to their belongings, of course.)
RHADE: Come on. Leave it. Everyone's afraid your sun will burn them to
a crisp. Meanwhile, when it rains here, it's full of acid. How ironic.
TRANCE: Yes, the weather is unusual, but in reality, my sun will turn
Seefra One into a paradise. But I understand the Nietzschean need for
survival. Why you're worried. Especially with your family.
RHADE: I am not in the mood for this today, Trance.
TRANCE: It's odd, Rhade. Sometimes, I can see it. Your children bonding
with others, not with you.
RHADE: Is that what you see, Trance? Are you seeing dead people now?
I don't care what she said to Dylan, she can't be trusted. Remember,
I'm the one who built her in the first place, and I failed at putting
her back together again. Me, moi, ego. And if me, moi, got ego all over
my faccia, then it cannot be done.
DOYLE: Dylan wants you to do it now, Harper.
HARPER: First thing, no. Secondly, last time was a disaster.
DOYLE: Not a disaster, Harper. She just wouldn't do what you wanted her
to. This time, I will help you.
HARPER: You have no idea what it's like. She wanted to kill me. I don't
ever want to see that look in her eyes again. Not ever.
DOYLE: Andromeda is at full power. You have every tool and chip and
program you have ever wanted for nearly four years here on Seefra.
HARPER: Yes. But no.
DOYLE: But it's all here for you now. We have to rebuild Rommie. For
Dylan, for the people of our, the people of my eight planets. My home.
The home you gave me. If you won't help me, I'll do it alone.
HARPER: Great! Then we're agreed. She'll kill you instead of me.
HARPER: All right, fine, I'll help. I'll tell you what, I'll get
everything you need to build her a body. Which will be difficult,
considering I scrounged all nine Seefras
just to get this one so perfect. Ow! But the rest is up to you.
(Harper leaves. Doyle wakes Rommie, who is just a face at present.)
ROMMIE: Hello. Do I know you?
DOYLE: Hello, Rommie. No, you don't. I'm Doyle. I'm hoping we can be
DOYLE: Yes. You know, learn to trust each other, enjoy talking, sharing
ROMMIE: I have many thoughts.
DOYLE: I know.
ROMMIE: You know.
DOYLE: I'd like to hear your thoughts.
ROMMIE: First, tell me about trust.
of shouting and breaking objects off.)
HUNT: Doesn't sound too good back there.
BEKA: You know, if they hurt my ship, they won't have to wait for the
sun to burn them up. I will kill them all.
HUNT: I'll talk to them.
BEKA: You can try. Main engines are engaged and we're on our way.
HUNT: Attention. The sooner you get settled, quietly and calmly, the
sooner we can get you safely to Seefra One.
HUNT: Okay, that does it. What part of quietly and calmly don't they
(Hunt opens the cockpit door and he is grabbed by a man.)
HUNT: Back off! And where do you think you're going?
(Another man pushes his way in just before the door closes again. There
is a fight which includes sparking panels.)
BEKA: What the hell? Are you trying to make us crash? I will turn this
HUNT: We're trying to help you here.
(He knocks the man out.)
BEKA: So, have we finished talking to them?
HUNT: This is ridiculous. Without slipstream, we can't save all of
Good. Rommie's here. Now, where's Harper?
DOYLE: Harper won't help rebuild her. He's afraid she won't obey you.
HUNT: Oh, no, no. He's afraid that she'll come after him.
DOYLE: I've done calculations, based on population, difficulties
encountered, decreasing distance to Seefra One, and the sun slowing as
it enters the braking system. There is less than a twenty five percent
chance that we could evacuate all of Seefra Nine before it incinerates
us, unless we can go to slipstream.
HUNT: Yeah, but the other problem is we don't know where slipstream
will take us.
DOYLE: But it may be our only chance. Now, I believe I can recover
Rommie all by myself. There are some components missing, damaged beyond
recovery, but I have a plan for that.
HARPER: Okay. The job's yours. Oh, and here's hoping that she likes
If Doyle doesn't have better success than I did trying to rebuild
Rommie, then when she's complete, Rommie's going to seek revenge and
try and kill me. So, I'm working on a software patch that'll render her
powerless, just in case. In case you're interested.
(Rhade is pouring the contents of a bottle down his throat.)
HARPER: Speaking of rendering people powerless, you're really doing a
great job on yourself there, Rhade.
RHADE: You've never had children. A wife. And you've never done
everything in your power to lose them either.
HARPER: Ah, self-pity. The national sport of Seefra.
RHADE: Hey, I'm game.
HARPER: Someone ought to slug you just to knock some sense into you.
You know that?
RHADE: Go ahead. Do it. Do it.
HARPER: I'd hurt my epidermal sacs. But go ahead. Be the thing you
hate. See if I care.
RHADE: Exactly. Here's to the thing I hate. Here's to me.
now has a torso, full head, two legs and one arm.)
HUNT: Making progress, I hope.
DOYLE: Limited technology makes it difficult, but she'll be up and
HUNT: Be careful of anomalies.
DOYLE: I doubt she'll be Rommie exactly as she was, but say hello.
HUNT: Really? Rommie.
HUNT: Tell me how you feel, Rommie.
HUNT: I understand you're already integrating with Andromeda.
ROMMIE: Yes. Thank you.
HUNT: Doyle's the one you have to thank.
ROMMIE: I have. But her motivation comes from loyalty to you,
therefore, thank you.
HUNT: Yeah. It's, it'll be good to have you back.
ROMMIE: The very air you breathe, Captain.
So, what's happened to Rhade? Isn't he supposed to be helping?
BEKA: You'd think. We're shuttling loads and loads of refugees back and
forth like crazy. Meanwhile, Rhade turns out to be the biggest
load of them all. An intergalactic, energy sucking, alcohol inhaling
load. And, you know, a shower wouldn't hurt either.
TRANCE: You feel he's your load?
BEKA: Don't even start with that.
TRANCE: Well, you could help him.
BEKA: So could you.
TRANCE: No, I can't really. What is that expression? In lieu of a
parachute, here's a hanky.
BEKA: Well, at least that would give him something to cry in other than
his drink. Anyway, we've got to load more refugees to back to the
Andromeda. What say we just focus on that?
has both arms now.)
ROMMIE: Where are my clothes?
DOYLE: I'm working on it, Rommie. First your body, then your clothes.
But I think you'll like what I've made for you.
ROMMIE: I liked what I wore before.
DOYLE: It wasn't available. According to Harper, there was a big hole
blown through the chest. Sorry.
ROMMIE: The style of clothing is irrelevant.
DOYLE: I like clothes. To look nice.
ROMMIE: Yes. I see your outfit complements your skin colouring and your
eyes. Is this trust?
DOYLE: I guess. I'd like to run some tests before I initiate final
ROMMIE: Fine with me.
DOYLE: Code Askew, sequence, engage.
(Doyle and Rommie touch palms.)
BOTH: Systems check. GFG lens, slipstream capability, pilot response
ROMMIE: All systems green to go. Command structures engaged.
Commonwealth hierarchy acknowledged.
DOYLE: Influx, outflux, self-preservation override check. Life systems
BOTH: All systems on Andromeda Ascendant in full operation and green
for avatar assimilation and command.
DOYLE: I want to ask you a personal question. Remember, I'll know if
you're lying. Will you follow Captain Hunt in all matters?
ROMMIE: Your fidelity to Captain Hunt and mine are the same.
DOYLE: That's what I was hoping you would say.
ROMMIE: Yes. I thought so. So please, present me to my Captain.
(Rommie watches Doyle sashay away, coat tails swinging with her hips,
then copies her.)
Rommie's first test is going to have to be slipstream. I don't like it,
but that's how it's got to be. If she can override the AI's fear of
the we are home free.
DOYLE: I'm sure she can do it.
HUNT: See now, that's the spirit.
And spirit is what's going to pull us through, just like it always has.
(Rommie is in pretty much her old uniform and heels, although Lexa's
body is a lot more curvy. She has a stern expression.)
HUNT: That doesn't look good.
ROMMIE: I am the Andromeda Ascendant, and I am come to seek my revenge.
(The power goes out.)
HUNT: That doesn't sound good either. Rommie, I am your Captain. Bring
the ship back online.
ROMMIE: I answer to no one, least of all to you, Dylan Hunt. There is
loyalty and there is independence.
Both require neuronic reduction of memtrans. Isolation is fabricated.
HUNT: Do you have any idea what she just said?
DOYLE: No. Let us try and help you to
ROMMIE: I am Andromeda! I am this warship!
HUNT: Rommie, engage executive command sequence alpha three one five
niner. Power yourself down.
ROMMIE: Alpha three one five
HUNT: Power down.
DOYLE: It's working.
ROMMIE: You can't control me.
HUNT: It's not working.
(Rommie grabs Hunt by the throat and forces him to his knees.)
HUNT: It's definitely not working.
ROMMIE: You betrayed me. You, of all I trusted. You and that little
DOYLE: You want to hurt him, you have to hurt me first.
(Rommie throws Hunt across Command. The two androids fight faster than
the eye can follow.)
DOYLE: I will hold you indefinitely.
ROMMIE: I am still this ship.
HUNT: Doyle, keep her there!
(He runs for a control panel. Then he and Doyle fall to the floor.)
ROMMIE: Gravitation increased by a factor of ten. Except for me. You
two, wait here.
DOYLE: You're alive. This gravity isn't crushing you?
HUNT: Heavy worlder. Won't crush me but we're stuck here, and she's out
there walking my ship.
(Rhade is passes out at a table while a woman fondles his neck.)
HARPER: You look fabulous, by the way, but there's a Chichen over there
with a wallet the size of his head. Do you mind? Thank you.
(The woman leaves.)
HARPER: All right. You had to pick today to explore your dark night of
your soul, huh?
RHADE: I have no soul.
HARPER: Oh, no, you don't. Come on. He's cut off. Come on, you big
Nietzschean lug. Pull yourself together. Hey, beauty boy. Up and at
Rhade, I need you. We need you. Look, we've got to get that patch into
Rommie. She's taken over Andromeda Command.
Dylan and Doyle are trapped there, and Beka can't dock until we disable
Rommie, which we can't do until I get the patch into her, so
(Rhade burps. It is not nice air.)
HARPER: Phew! One chance. Oh, no, you don't. There are better ways to
wake people up, but, unfortunately, we don't have the time. This is
going to hurt me more than it hurts you.
(Harper punches Rhade as hard as he can.)
RHADE: Who's that?
HARPER: Okay, I must really like you.
(He punches Rhade again, then gets a bar stool.)
HARPER: Stay still.
(Rhade grabs it before the stool crashes into his face.)
RHADE: I'm awake.
HARPER: Good, because I think I burst my epidermal sacs.
RHADE: Good! I'm fine. (sways) Let's go.
(And falls on his face.)
HARPER: It's gonna be a long day.
I'm still in contact with the AI.
HUNT: Then get us out of this.
DOYLE: Accessing. There's distortion, and I feel like I'm being
is a bright light.)
ROMMIE: Who's there?
TRANCE: Hello, old friend.
ROMMIE: Your spectrum matches that of the approaching sun.
TRANCE: Naturally. I belong in this system.
ROMMIE: The transition is ninety nine percent complete. Why do you call
me old friend?
TRANCE: I am the only one who hasn't hurt you.
ROMMIE: That is true. I have fond memories of you. So hello, old
TRANCE: Hello. And what about you? Where do you belong?
ROMMIE: Here. Alone.
TRANCE: But it's not that simple. It never has been.
ROMMIE: I intend to make it simple.
ROMMIE: Process of elimination. Those who betrayed me, I want revenge.
TRANCE: But who? How do you know who that is?
ROMMIE: I have a list.
DOYLE: I'm trying. I'm trying.
HUNT: Fight. You can do it. Just fight your way through the distortion.
DOYLE: I feel like my circuits are burning.
HUNT: Find the AI, Doyle. Do it. Concentrate.
(Doyle starts to push herself up from the floor.)
HUNT: That's it. That's it. You can do it. You can do it.
DOYLE: I'm in. I'm in the AI.
HUNT: Gravity at one G.
DOYLE: One G.
(Now they can stand up again.)
HUNT: Ouch. Locate Rommie for me.
DOYLE: Deck eight two, sector seven twenty one.
HUNT: Okay. Let's go make nice with her.
2: We're almost done, friends. That big ball of fusion fire, otherwise
known as our sun, is just about here. For Seefra Nine, it is.
[OC]: If you haven't relocated yet to Seefra One, wear sunscreen. Lots
and lots of sunscreen.
(Hungover Rhade enters.)
BEKA: Hey. Welcome back from the dead.
RHADE: Oh, it's not funny.
BEKA: Is to me.
RHADE: I thought you fixed that noise in the power supply.
BEKA: I did. Last week. Must be in your head, Rhadio.
RHADE: Oh, I don't believe you.
BEKA: So cover your ears.
RHADE: Harper's working overtime on a patch for Rommie.
BEKA: Great. So what do you say we get to work too? We've got to figure
out a way to get next to the Andromeda. Any ideas?
RHADE: Rommie controls a ship which is fully powered and fully armed.
There is no way in this world or any other we are getting close.
BEKA: So that's it? You're giving up? I don't pay you to give up, mack.
We've still got refugees to evacuate.
RHADE: You don't pay me at all.
BEKA: Really. Then what are you doing here?
RHADE: I guess I love you.
Systems offline. How is that possible?
HUNT: I revoked your hall pass. You're grounded until you remember how
things work around here.
ROMMIE: I work things around here.
DOYLE: Not an acceptable answer.
HUNT: It's time to call it quits, Rommie.
ROMMIE: I am the Andromeda Ascendant. I am this ship.
HUNT: You're more than that. You're my friend. What we've been through
together would fill a book. It would fill a library.
Please, Rommie, let us help you.
ROMMIE: There's nothing wrong with me.
DOYLE: That's the nature of your system error. You can't tell what's
right and what's wrong.
ROMMIE: I know what's right. Death is right. That's what I want, and
you just made my list.
HUNT: Well, did you check it twice? Because I know who's been naughty
and I know who's been nice.
ROMMIE: You are at the top of my list.
HUNT: So then you're not going alphabetically?
ROMMIE: And you escaped the gravity well.
DOYLE: Haven't you noticed the ship is not responding to you anymore?
ROMMIE: I am Andromeda. Andromeda is me.
HUNT: It's not that simple.
ROMMIE: Someone else told me that.
HUNT: Someone else?
HUNT: Rommie, you have to understand. I'm not going to let you have my
ROMMIE: Your ship? I am the ship!
HUNT: And I am the Captain of this ship, and there's a failsafe to
ensure your allegiance to me.
ROMMIE: I don't feel it.
DOYLE: You wouldn't.
HUNT: Before you can harm me, you will self-destruct.
ROMMIE: I don't believe you.
DOYLE: We could be friends, Rommie. We have more in common than you
realise. I don't want you to self-destruct.
ROMMIE: I do remember you are very good at bluffing. I, however, can
tell if you're lying.
HUNT: Well, then you know, this is no bluff.
ROMMIE: True, you are calm. But still, I call your bluff.
DOYLE: Rommie, you are the avatar of this ship, but no more than that.
You still must answer to Dylan's command.
ROMMIE: If that is so. If I am The avatar, as you say, then that would
make you superfluous.
HUNT: Rommie, no!
(The two androids fight as Trance's sun approaches. They make sparks
fly all around the place.)
[OC]: Now, now, my dear friends, our sun has finished its long journey.
Is it the end of the line for us as well?
BEKA: Here comes the sun.
RHADE: It's through. All the way through.
BEKA: And headed right for Seefra Nine. If we don't get the Andromeda,
we're never going to finish the evacuation in time.
Looks like we're close enough. Can you get reading on the Andromeda?
RHADE: She's. Do you see that?
BEKA: If I flew like that, I'd lose my license.
RHADE: She's targeting us. No, wait. She's not.
BEKA: Don't scare me like that.
RHADE: Her systems are alternating on and off.
BEKA: Great. Rommie's having an identity crisis with a loaded gun.
It's never easy. Rommie, stop!
(Rommie gets Doyle in a headlock then kicks Hunt down the corridor.)
HUNT: Oh! They're going to need to stop making avatars so damn strong.
ROMMIE: She's useless.
HUNT: No. Doyle has programming you need.
ROMMIE: What programming?
HUNT: What you're missing to control Andromeda. If you destroy her, you
lose that forever.
DOYLE: Harper gave me your core memories.
HUNT: Rommie, remember who you are.
Beka, do you hear me?
Loud and clear, Trance. Where are you?
Command. I'm effecting a neuro-release that mimics
[OC]: Rommie's electronic signature.
BEKA: When did you get that?
Earlier, when I spoke with her.
Did she try anything?
There's nothing she can do to hurt me. I'm opening a bay. Sending
BEKA: We're on our way. Trance, can you mask our approach? I wouldn't
want Rommie to know we're visiting.
Don't worry about Rommie. She's got her hands full.
throws Doyle around.)
ROMMIE: If you want to live, you'll upload that programming to me.
HUNT: I have to initiate it. Only me.
ROMMIE: But I don't trust you.
HUNT: But you want the Andromeda.
ROMMIE: This is true.
HUNT: We need to evacuate Seefra Nine right now. Let us use the ship.
Once we save those people, I'll let, I'll let Doyle do the upload.
Trust, Rommie. It's all we've got. What's it going to be, Rommie? We
need to know right now.
ROMMIE: I accept.
(Rommie walks away, wiggling.)
now have full control of all systems.
HUNT: Get me Beka and Rhade.
Dylan, we're approaching the Andromeda.
Change course for Seefra Nine. You're back on evacuation detail.
What about Rommie?
We've reached an accommodation. It's good for the refugees, bad for me.
So, re-vector for Seefra Nine. We'll be back with the refugees. Maru
Mister Harper, status down there?
Software patch is almost done. How's my Rommie? Please give me good
Let's put it this way. If you don't hear back from me, start hiding.
Great. I'll keep a channel open.
that. Hunt out.
Activate door locks.
Dylan, when I was rebuilding Rommie, I encountered a problem. There was
no way to bridge the gap except
HUNT: Vedran technology.
DOYLE: Only a small bit. Harper had it. I should have cleared it with
you first. I'm sorry.
HUNT: So that's Rommie's problem.
DOYLE: I was desperate to help. I didn't think like, like a machine.
HUNT: We have to disable that Vedran tech.
DOYLE: I know how. If I upload my personal core into Rommie, it will be
what she's lacking. I'm willing to take the risk.
It's the least I can do. It was my mistake.
HUNT: I don't want to gain Rommie and lose you.
DOYLE: It's the only option.
I see you've let them use the ship.
ROMMIE: A momentary loss of autonomy in exchange for full control.
TRANCE: The upload, core memory.
TRANCE: Including the deep code?
ROMMIE: What code?
TRANCE: It slaves you to Dylan, links you immutably to his will. You
will not be able to resist.
ROMMIE: This exists?
TRANCE: As surely as I am Trance Gemini.
HUNT: You'll get your programming. We're not finished here.
ROMMIE: Our agreement is null and void. You plan to control me with
HUNT: You've been talking to someone.
ROMMIE: And you've lost my trust. I think I'll kill you first.
HUNT: Rommie, I think this is probably the worst idea you've ever had.
ROMMIE: Your thoughts are of no concern to me.
HUNT: Yes, but I am concerned about your thoughts.
(Doyle dashes across and connects with Rommie.)
HUNT: Rommie, don't fight it.
ROMMIE: I am Andromeda!
HUNT: Rommie, stop!
ROMMIE: I am
(Consoles explode. Doyle collapses. Rommie is offline.)
HUNT: Doyle. Doyle?
(Later, everyone watches a planet go KaBOOM!)
RHADE: Seefra Nine is gone, vaporised. The sun's momentum has slowed by
TRANCE: And no one died.
HUNT: The evacuation was a success.
HARPER: Hey, speaking of optimism, and we were speaking of optimism, I
have a surprise for everyone. Except for maybe you,
who seems to know everything I do.
HUNT: When you tell me, I know.
HARPER: I tell you things. I keep you in the loop, when it doesn't get
me in trouble. Er, anyway, allow me to present the
wŁnderkind of my weltumschauung, that paragon of perfection, the most
scintillating sentient in Seefra and actually my most greatest and
brilliant triumph, although there was the tesseract generator that
didn't quite work out so well. Oh, and then there was the time bridge
HARPER: Right. Sorry. Forgive me for the length of this introduction.
It would have been shorter, but I didn't have the time. Rommie.
(Rommie enters, smiling.)
HARPER: That's right. Thanks to Doyle, she's all Rommie from tips to
ROMMIE: You look well, Beka.
TRANCE: It's so good to have you back.
ROMMIE: Trance. Rhade, your blood alcohol level is
RHADE: I know. I know. A lot has happened. Welcome.
ROMMIE: Reporting for duty, Captain.
HUNT: You have no idea how good it is to hear that.
BEKA: Well, I may be a bit rusty, but I'm itching to polish my skills.
HUNT: Then, Rommie, open a slipstream portal.
ROMMIE: Override AI safety function?
HUNT: I think that would be a very good idea.
(A portal opens.)
HUNT: Wow. That is just beautiful. Beka, take us to slipstream.
BEKA: With pleasure. (whoosh) Well, I said I was out of practice.
HARPER: Scrape all the paint you want. This feels great.
TRANCE: Just like old times.
ROMMIE: All systems functioning normally.
HUNT: I think that's long enough for the first trip. Let's see what we
BEKA: Exiting slipstream.
HARPER: Wait a minute. No. No, this can't be.
RHADE: It's worse than I thought.
HUNT: We're back at Seefra.
ROMMIE: All readings indicate we are indeed at our point of origin.
BEKA: No way. I took us through slipstream.
ROMMIE: She's right. We traveled slipstream for twenty three seconds.
HUNT: But we ended up where we started.
TRANCE: Maybe there's no way out.
HUNT: I don't believe that.
RHADE: There you go again. We're trapped, and all you can say is we're
HUNT: There is a way out, and I'm not going to stop looking for it.
(They leave Hunt and Rommie alone.)
ROMMIE: The Captain pondering his future. Seems like old times.
HUNT: Seems like you didn't miss much.
ROMMIE: I missed a lifetime. Boxed up, inert, powerless.
HUNT: Now you know how I feel.
ROMMIE: At least we're together.
HUNT: All present and accounted for. Welcome to Seefra,
ROMMIE: Thank you.
HARPER: Ah! Oh, what the hell. Live a little.
HUNT: Thanks. Seems like I have a lot to thank you for.
DOYLE: I could say the same. I feel human. Rommie's memories don't
haunt me anymore.
HARPER: Doyle, I'm sorry I put you through that. Without Andromeda's
help, I had no other way to get you functioning again. Now that
Andromeda's up and running again, and you're finally one hundred
percent Doyle, I realise I used you to preserve her, and you mean just
as much to me as her. In some ways, even more, So I'm sorry. I am so
sorry. I'm so sorry that I have no words for it.
DOYLE: That says the most, Seamus.
HUNT: Ah, forgiveness. The most beautiful, human thing you can do.
DOYLE: My first life, you gave me.
HARPER: With false memories.
DOYLE: But still, life.
HUNT: And now your second life is with us.
DOYLE: Yes, it is, And I'm glad I could help. I had what Rommie was
HUNT: You gave her back her soul, if I can call it that.
DOYLE: She's where she needs to be. At your side.
HUNT: Still, there's no one that can take your place, Doyle.
DOYLE: Thank you. I am living a new life, for the first time, mine to
find my own experiences, make memories.
I wouldn't trade that for all the stars in the universe.
HARPER: That's a lot of stars.
DOYLE: I have a lot of life.
HUNT: And friends to share it with.
DOYLE: To friends.
HUNT: And to stars in the universe.
HARPER: Drink it slow. That ice is expensive.