Previously on Farscape (voice of Ka
D'Argo):
Scene One: from "Kansas", As John enters
Moya's hanger bay, he sees a group of humans waiting for him. One of
them is his father, Jack Crichton. John stops when he sees them.
Jack: "Welcome home, son."
Scene Two: from "Twie Shy", John and Aeryn
confront each other in a corridor on Moya. John: "Scorpius is here,
looking for the key to what is inside my head. He will use you and
the baby..."
Scene Three: from "Terra Firma", Commandant
Grayza is communicating with a creature that is on Earth by placing a
device on Captain Braca's forehead. Grayza: "Skreeth."
Braca/Skreeth: "I'm confident I can capture him but doubt I can bring him
to you." Grayza: "Wherever this "earth" is, the journey there
obviously is impractical without wormhole travel... and only Crichton can
command that." Braca/Skreeth: "Learn what we can from him... then
execute him." The creature growls.
Scene Four: from "Terra Firma", John and Jack
are saying goodbye at the Space Center. Jack Crichton: "Stay.
We'll guard the wormhole. Nothin'll get through." John: "Naw,
I have a job to do."
Scene Five: from "Twice Shy", John and Aeryn
continue to talk in the corridor. John looks away: "It's over."
Aeryn: "There's nothing more between us?" John smiles a
lopsided smile: "Nothing." Aeryn grins. John laughs and they
kiss.
And now, on Farscape...
PROLOGUE
Moya is flying through space, her interiors
lights visible.
Pilot: "We have reached the optimal departure
point. D'Argo, Scorpius and Rygel are boarding LoLah. Chiana,
Sikozu and Noranti are already in a transport pod."
John and Aeryn are sitting together at the
base of Pilot's console. Aeryn sits between John's legs and leans
back onto him. She hands a small package to John while Pilot is
talking.
Aeryn: "Here." She turns her head
upwards so she can see his reaction as he unwraps the gift. She has
a big, though closed-mouth grin on her face.
John unwraps a small, black object: "Tell 'em
we're coming." He turns the object over and fingers the controls on
its front.
Aeryn: "Merry Christmas."
John laughs and grins. He shakes the
remote control devise he is holding: "Is there something that comes with
this?"
Aeryn: "Mmm. It's big. It's taking
over your room."
John: "Oh, okay." He speaks louder, to
Pilot: "Tell them we're not coming." Then, back to Aeryn: " We're
gonna stay. We'll watch tv. We'll eat popcorn, we'll act like
normal people." All the while he is talking, John is fiddling with
the remote control.
Pilot: "Captain D'Argo is asking where you
are."
John: "I gotta go. I gotta go look after
Scorpius."
Aeryn: "We should do it
together."
John: "Now, you know we can't do that
together."
Aeryn sighs.
John: "Besides, you've got to look after the
girls."
Aeryn: "That's not fun."
John: "It's more fun than Mental Arts Training
Camp."
Aeryn turns her head to look at John: "You
know you can do with the mental discipline."
John: "Huh. Not from someone Scorpy
recommends. You got the better job."
Aeryn: "What? Rummaging around on a dead
Leviathan settlement, looking for a Moya part? Oh, that's infinitely
more thrilling."
Pilot: "I'm sorry, but now Chiana is inquiring
where
you
are, Officer
Sun."
John sighs.
Aeryn: "I'm coming,
Pilot."
John sighs again and starts to get up from
behind Aeryn: "Well, we gotta go."
Aeryn sighs and looks backwards, up at
John. She grins.
John: "Merry Christmas."
Aeryn whispers: "Merry Christmas." and they
kiss.
D'Argo's ship, LoLah, flies over the surface
of a planet, towards a lighted geodesic dome that is surrounded by some
kind of fence with search lights at the corners.
A man's voice: "You have all come to my
dwelling to learn. Your objective is mental
discipline."
The man who is speaking is wearing a gray
robe. He has a high, ridged nose. There are several men seated
on benches, listening. They include D'Argo and John. Scorpius,
dressed in his usual black leather coolant suit, is standing behind
them.
Man: "To focus your whole mind on a single
task is a skill few ever achieve."
D'Argo is sitting, watching and
listening. He is also wearing a gray robe, as is
John.
D'Argo leans toward John and whispers: "How
much did we pay for this?"
He has a small, shiny dot on his
forehead. When John turns his head, it appears that he has one of
these on his head too.
Man: "The taskchairs provide access to a
mindscape... where you'll compete with an opponent, to the point of great
pain."
Rygel, also wearing a robe,
sighs.
Man: "Embrace the pain, and you shall
succeed.
Scorpius nods.
Man: "Retreat... and suffer the
consequences."
The man walks around the outside of an open
faced icosahedron which has lights at many of its points. Within the
construction are the two apparatus' which he has labeled as
"taskchairs". The walls of the room that holds the icosahedron is
made up of lines of lights.
Man: "If you have any self-doubt, you have
eighty microts to exit, after which your Juxtowi crystal will be
activated."
John reaches up and touches the shiny dot on
his temple.
Man: "Any attempt to leave and the crystal
will bore through your brain."
D'Argo leans over and whispers again: "Do you
think it's worth going through with this?"
John: "Only if this guy can give us some
information about that critter that attacked my family and killed my
friend."
Scorpius takes a step closer and leans towards
John to whisper: "The creature you descibed is neither Peacekeeper nor
Scarran in origin. If it is from Tormented Space, Katoya will know
about it."
While Scorpius is speaking, another person
enters the room dressed in a gray robe. He has the hood pulled up so
his face is hidden.
Rygel: "Then why won't he just frelling tell
us... about it? We paid him."
The man, Katoya, stands to the side of the
room, watching and listening.
Scorpius: "His price... is completion of the
course." He has a crystal on his head too.
John raises his hand in the air, holding up
his pointer finger: "Excuse me. Question."
Katoya turns and looks at
him.
John: "Before we commit to your
class..."
Katoya: "Are you afraid that you may not be
able to handle the pain?"
John: "Look, I can put up with the fairy
crystal and the jammies..."
As John is speaking, D'Argo wrinkles his nose
and sniffs, twice.
John: "... but I need to know what else we
get..."
There is a flash and a whooshing sound.
D'Argo sees a man's face. Another flash and whoosh and he sees a
smiling woman with long blonde hair. Yet another flash and he sees
the man again, his hand raised in a fist.
John: "... with the gym
membership."
D'Argo: "What the blitz is that
smell?"
Rygel: "The stench of that frelling
Charrid."
D'Argo shakes his head: "No. I know that
odor."
John looks across the room and sees the latest
arrival as he takes the hood off his head.
D'Argo sees him too: "Macton." D'Argo
hisses and growls. He leaps to his feet and goes after Macton.
John rushes after him:
"D!"
Katoya stands to the side and
watches.
D'Argo runs up to the man and hits him in the
face.
D'Argo yells: "You killed my wife!" He
stands over the fallen Macton and pulls him to his
feet.
As John rushes up, Katoya holds out his arm
and stops him.
Katoya: "This is not your
fight."
Macton: "My sister."
D'Argo holds the struggling Macton: "You set
me up and then you send me to prison!"
Macton: "Ahh, you didn't want the truth
then... you're not interested in it now."
John pushes past Katoya and hurries over to
D'Argo. He pulls D'Argo away from Macton.
John: "Get off him. Come on." He
hangs on D'Argo's arm.
D'Argo takes a step back towards Macton: "I'm
not interested in your lies."
Macton: "Ahh, let him hit me. Like he
hit Lo'Lann. Beat his own wife to death."
D'Argo screams and flings John off his
arm. He runs at Macton who takes advantage of his momentum and
throws D'Argo to the floor.
Rygel gasps in alarm.
D'Argo gets right back up and comes at Macton
again. Macton has his hands up in fists, in a fighting stance.
D'Argo reaches past his guard and grabs Macton by the throat. He
holds on, choking the other man. Katoya steps forward and holds his
arms up. He moves them outwards and the two combatants are flung to
the floor, away from each other.
Katoya: "That ends this."
END OF PROLOGUE
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ACT ONE
John, D'Argo and Rygel are alone together in a
room with a long table that has dishes on it. John sits on the
table, D'Argo sits on a bench beside it. They are all still wearing
the gray pants and hooded tops they had on previously.
John: "You okay, bro?"
D'Argo: "Macton's a liar. He's a
frelling liar."
Rygel: "He's a frelling Peacekeeper! A
frelling Peacekeeper found us. Let's go, fast... before more
arrive."
Scorpius, still wearing his leather coolant
suit, comes to the top of the stairs leading down into the
room.
Scorpius: "I am afraid it will not be
permitted to leave the compound prematurely."
Rygel: "Oh, ridiculous! What does Katoya
care? He's got our currency."
Scorpius comes into the room with them: "Once
you agree to stay, you must abide the rules."
John: "I don't give a damn about the
rules. We're not going to stick around til a marauder
lands."
Scorpius comes over to stand behind John,
almost whispering: "This sector of Tormented Space is forbidden to
Peacekeepers unless they have received express orders from First
Command. Therefore, it is highly likely that Macton is here
unofficially. Alone."
John: "Unofficially, Grasshopper? How
the hell did he find us?"
D'Argo: "I'll be sure to ask him before I kill
him."
Scorpius hisses and comes over to lean on the
table, towards D'Argo: "Katoya will not allow you or Macton to kill each
other."
D'Argo shouts: "To Hezmana with Katoya!
Macton deserves to die!" He takes a breath then continues, his voice
breaking: "He destroyed my family... my wife... my
son..."
The blonde haired woman comes into a room with
wooden beamed walls.
Lo'Laan: "He loves me. You mustn't do
anything. D'Argo's done nothing to me."
She walks into another room, with a huge,
flower-shaped window. A man, Macton, follows
her.
Lo'Laan: "I'm fine. D'Argo's
fine."
Macton: "You refuse to see him for what he
really is."
Lo'Laan: "He is a Luxan
warrior."
Macton: "Yes, and he cannot help but hurt
you."
Lo'Laan: "D'Argo will never hurt me... and I
won't hurt him either."
D'Argo is standing outside the room,
listening, his arms crossed.
Macton hurries out of the room. He walks
right past D'Argo, then stops and turns.
D'Argo: "Good to see you,
brother."
Macton walks off. D'Argo turns and walks
towards Lo'Laan.
D'Argo takes a deep breath and sighs: "Now,
we're both here. One of us must die." He shakes his head: "I
wouldn't run, even if I could."
John moves down the table, closer to D'Argo:
"D. I got your back on this. Grasshopper may be tellin the
truth. Katoya won't let us disrupt his class. You'll deal with
Macton when school is out."
A buzzer sounds.
Katoya announces over the loud-speaker:
"Return to the arena."
John puts his hand on D'Argo's shoulder and
pats him. D'Argo sighs.
John: "Recess is over." He gets up and
leaves.
Katoya is standing in front of the class, the
light studded wall behind him.
Katoya: "Now that calmer minds prevail... a
demonstration." He leans over so that he can see John's face: "Join
me."
John: "I'm just here to
watch."
Katoya walks across the room, to stand
directly in front of John: "Everyone must
participate."
John: "After the probes, land mines,
corkscrews I've had in my head... I ain't offering up a chunk for your
mind games."
Katoya: "It is not a
game."
John: "It ain't gonna happen, Miss
Krabobble. Fail me. Give me and "F" on my report card, but I
ain't goin in you icosahedron."
Katoya whips his head around and stares at
Scorpius.
Scorpius gets to his feet: "Yes, of
course." He glances at John.
John looks up at him: "Proves nothing to me
for you to win, Grasshopper."
Scorpius and Katoya are seated in the chairs
inside the icosahedron. Their arms are outstretched to their sides,
supported by the chair's frame. Suddenly their arms are jerked
inwards with a loud clank and there is a buzzing noise. They are
both now visible in an arena where they are standing. A lighted
icosahedron forms from shards of light and is suspended in the air between
them. It begins to glow an orange-red. Katoya holds out one
hand, palm outwards, towards the icosahedron. Scorpius does the
same.
Katoya: "Begin!"
The icosahedron moves towards
Scorpius.
Katoya: "Overcome the
pain."
Seated in the chair, Scorpius screws up his
face and breathes through his teeth.
John and D'Argo are watching through some sort
of viewer.
John: "Pain. See, that's what I'm talkin
about. Pain."
In the arena, the glowing icosahedron has
gotten almost in Scorpius' face and he pulls back from its heat. He
brings up his other hand and holds it palm outwards. The icosahedron
flies across the arena but stops short of Katoya's outstretched
hand. It flies back towards Scorpius and he sends it back towards
Katoya. The icosahedron makes a sighing sound each time it travels
and stops.
Katoya sends it slowly back towards Scorpius:
"Try again."
The seated Scorpius has his eyes closed and is
panting through his open mouth.
The two men begin to walk, slowly, circling
each other. The glowing orb is still at Scorpius'
end.
Katoya: "Do not withhold your
efforts."
Scorpius glares and
hisses.
Katoya: "Nor is anger a substitute for
clarity. The task may be completed with a minimum of physical
harm."
The men continue circling until they have
switched ends of the arena.
Katoya sends the orb, one handed, back towards
Scorpius. Scorpius returns it to him. Katoya loudly takes a
deep breath. Scorpius begins to move towards him, as if drawn, until
he is staring directly into the glowing orb. He grimaces in
pain.
Katoya: "Shall we end our
demonstration?"
Scorpius answers in a strained voice, through
clenched teeth: "I was just starting to enjoy the
pain."
Katoya laughs. He shoves the orb, which
shatters back into shards of light. In the chair, Scorpius gasps and
opens his eyes. He takes several deep breaths, then gets up from the
chair. He walks over to where John is standing.
John: "Well, that was instructive. Kinda
lead with your chin there."
Scorpius: "It's not meant to be
painless."
John nods once as Scorpius walks around behind
him.
Scorpius: "It never will be painless,
John."
John: "Huh." He walks away, glances at
Katoya as he leaves.
John hurries down the stairs into the
refectory, where the long table is. When he gets to the bottom, he
finds Macton standing there.
John: "What the hell are you doin
here?"
Macton: "Responding to D'Argo's death
threats. He said he was coming for me."
John: "Oh. See, I was just wonderin why
you followed me to the bathroom." He starts out a door at the end of
the room.
Macton: "I don't want to kill D'Argo, but I
won't allow him to kill me to conceal what he did. He killed his
wife."
John: "No. You killed your
sister."
Macton: "D'Argo murdered Lo'Laan in a fit of
hyperrage. Do you know what Luxan hyperrage is?"
John: "Yes, I do. You... you know what a
"crock" is? D'Argo says he didn't do it. That's good enough
for me."
Macton: "You dont understand. He may not
know what he did."
John: "Right. Eight cycles and change
just "zoop" slips his mind."
Macton: You do know that Luxan hyperrage
causes blackouts?"
John: "Is that a fact?"
Macton: "Yes... and any honest Luxan can tell
you that."
Macton turns and walks
away.
Katoya stands waiting as the class members
return to their seats. Macton walks past him.
Katoya nods to the Charrid who is seated
behind him.
Katoya: "Please."
The Charrid grunts and nods. He gets up
and walks to the icosahedron.
Rygel: "The Charrid's going next. I'd
love to take him on. I'd show him some real
pain."
John walks into the arena as the Charrid sits
down in one of the taskchairs.
John sits down at the end of the bench, next
to D'Argo. Macton glances at them.
D'Argo: "What did he say to
you?"
John: "Nothin. Forget about
it."
D'Argo, loudly: "I can't!"
Katoya looks at him: "Perhaps you could spend
some of that energy in here."
Rygel: "Not him.
Me."
D'Argo waves his hand: "He chose me,
Rygel."
Rygel: "These Charrid frax killed billions of
my people."
Katoya: "This is not a safe place to settle
grudges, Hynerian. It is not a game."
Rygel: "It's a war of wills. Where else
will I get a chance at a fair fight... where I have the
advantage?"
Katoya smiles and nods: "Proceed... at your
own risk."
D'Argo: "What lies did Macton tell
you?"
John: "Ah, he just mentioned you were sending
some threats."
D'Argo: "Yah... it's
true."
Rygel and the Charrid are both in
taskchairs. Katoya pushes some buttons and the arms on the chairs
fold inward with a snap and Rygel and the Charrid now appear standing,
facing each other as Katoya and Scorpius did. A small, glowing
icosahedron forms from shards of light in the air between
them.
Katoya: "Begin."
The Charrid bends his knees and presses
forward, forcing the icosahedron towards Rygel. Katoya turns his
back on the men in the taskchairs and watches in the large viewscreen,
along with the class.
D'Argo: "Come on. He must have told you
more."
John: "I don't want to talk about it.
It's just gonna piss you off, which is what he wants."
D'Argo: "I'm already pissed
off."
There is a steady beeping sound coming from
the arena.
In the chair, the Charrid is gripping the hand
restraints and straining to keep the pressure on Rygel. Rygel has
his eyes closed and is struggling as hard as he can,
too.
D'Argo: "What did he say?"
John: "He mentioned something... about
hyperrage causing blackouts. He said all Luxans get
them."
D'Argo storms through the house,
yelling.
D'Argo: "I do NOT want Macton here. I
refuse to have him in this house!" He screams and picks up the
kitchen table, slamming it back down with a resounding
crash.
Lo'Laan: "You're upsetting yourself over
nothing."
D'Argo continues to scream and crash the table
repeatedly to the floor.
Lo'Laan: "D'Argo, can you hear
me?"
D'Argo screams and roars, his head back and
his eyes shut.
Lo'Laan: "D'Argo, can you hear
me?"
D'Argo shakes his head as he continues to
scream.
Lo'Laan: "D'Argo, can you hear
me?"
Lo'Laan brings her hands to her mouth, crying,
as D'Argo continues to rage.
Lo'Laan cries: "D'Argo..."
D'Argo: "Blackouts during hyperrage can...
do... happen. But I learned to control all
that."
John: "So, you got the problem
licked."
D'Argo: "Young Luxans are genetically
violent. Their impulses, chemistry, biology... it takes cycles to
master. It's why Luxans aren't allowed to marry
young."
John: "And you kids ignored all
that."
D'Argo: "She said she knew I could never hurt
her. Even more than that, I gave her my solemn vow... if I did ever
hurt her, I would leave immediately, no questions."
John: "Well, it must have worked. You
guys stayed together."
D'Argo: "Lo'Laan was always there for
me."
John looks up at the
arena.
Rygel is breathing heavily and he starts to
groan. The glowing icosahedron is right in front of his
face.
John: "Excuse me... Master Jedi. It
looks like Sparky's losin more than a few brain cells in
there."
Katoya: "He's expending a lot of
energy."
Rygel is shivering and gobs of foam are coming
out of his mouth onto his lip.
John: "Is he in any real danger in
there?"
The Charrid redoubles his effort. The
icosahedron comes even closer to Rygel's face. Rygel screams and appears
to seizure.
John: "Alright... that's the ballgame.
Get him out."
Katoya: "It was his
choice."
John looks at D'Argo: "Let's get 'im out."
They both stand up and start towards the
arena. As they hurry towards Rygel, Katoya makes a gesture towards
them with his arm. John is thrown backwards into D'Argo and falls
down. In the arena, the Charrid grits his teeth and strains to keep
the ball by Rygel. Rygel brings his head forward and suddenly, the
icosahedron flys across the arena and strikes the Charrid in the forehead,
knocking him to the floor. Rygel collapses in the taskchair, blobs
of foam still on his lips.
D'Argo carries Rygel in his arms, into the
refectory.
D'Argo: "He's like ice."
John: "Keep him covered."
D'Argo carries Rygel further into the
refectory. John hurries halfway up the stairs to confront
Katoya.
John: "That's a great job. Nice of you
to step in before somebody got hurt."
Katoya: "What he did was his choice. I
hope what he learned will serve him well."
John: "I'll tell you what we've learned.
We've learned not to take classes from a head job. Now we're out of
here."
Katoya: "Your training isn't
over."
John turns and starts down the stairs: "Oh,
yes it is."
Katoya throws his arm out toward John.
There is a whoosing noise and John is thrown down the stairs, landing face
down on the floor, unconscious.
Katoya: "It's just begun."
END OF ACT ONE
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ACT TWO
Coming into the arena, Macton puts his hand
together in front of him and nods to Katoya.
Macton: "Master."
Katoya nods back and Macton goes to sit
down. The other class members follow, Scorpius and D'Argo coming in
last. D'Argo stops and stares at Katoya.
Scorpius: "Crichton is fine. He's been
moved to remedial training."
D'Argo: "Yah, I know." He looks over at
Macton and watches him sit down on a bench.
Scorpius: "The Dominar is recovering as
well."
D'Argo: "Yah, I wasn't thinking about that,
either."
Scorpius follows D'Argo's gaze, to Macton:
"I'm aware of that. But perhaps you should heed their example and
attempt to remain focused on your more immediate tasks
first."
D'Argo turns toward Scorpius and growls
quietly.
Katoya nods at them: "Please." He
gestures towards their seats.
D'Argo looks hard at Scorpius, then walks to
the bench.
Scorpius calls after him: "Stay
focused."
Lo'Laan's voice sounds hollow, like it is far
away or down a well.
Lo'Laan: "D'Argo? D'Argo, can you hear
me?"
D'Argo sits up, breathing heavily. His
breathing slows.
D'Argo: "Did I hurt you?"
Lo'Laan is kneeling in front of him:
"No. I know this upsets you."
D'Argo reaches out and touches her face: "It
upsets you too."
Lo'Laan: "We'll get through it." She
smiles.
D'Argo: "If I did hurt you... you'd tell me,
wouldn't you? You promised."
Lo'Laan shakes her head: "You never hurt me,
D'Argo."
D'Argo: "But you'd tell me if I
did."
Lo'Laan smiles again: "Absolutely. I
promise I'd tell you." She reaches out and strokes his
face.
D'Argo is sitting in a taskchair. Katoya
stands outside the arena, his back to D'Argo. The arms of the chair
snap shut with a clang.
In the arena, D'Argo is standing in an aisle
between two broad beams of light. The beams appear to be coming from
twin spotlights, some distance away. D'Argo is facing away from
them. He turns slightly and touches a beam.
D'Argo yells and jumps.
Katoya: "Avoid pain and find a way
out."
D'Argo steps to the side and touches another
beam. He yells out again and struggles to keep his
balance.
Katoya: "Try harder."
D'Argo stoops down and tries to touch the
floor. A beam touches him.
Katoya: "Anger will not serve
you."
D'Argo gets down and rolls under one of the
beams.
Katoya: "Find your path."
Scorpius comes to stand behind D'Argo, outside
the arena.
D'Argo takes a deep breath and tries running
forward. He touches a beam, yells and spins away. He yells
again and falls to the floor as another beam touches
him.
Katoya shakes his head: "Release your
mind."
Seated in the taskchair, D'Argo keeps his eyes
closed and grits his teeth.
In the arena, D'Argo gets to his feet, only to
have a beam appear above his head and drive him down to the floor
again.
Sitting nearby and watching, Macton smiles and
nods.
On his belly in the arena, D'Argo turns his
head back and forth, looking for a way out.
Katoya shakes his head
again.
D'Argo: "Stop it!" He
screams.
Macton is standing over a fallen Lo'Laan in
D'Argo's house. The flower-shaped window is at his
back.
D'Argo screams again and pounds his fist on
the floor.
Macton grimaces.
D'Argo screams: "I'll kill
you."
Lo'Laan is standing in the
kitchen.
D'Argo throws his head back and
howls.
Macton pulls his fist back and hits
something.
D'Argo continues to
scream.
Lo'Laan lies on the floor, a knife sticking
out of her side.
D'Argo screams.
Katoya waves his arm behind him and the chair
releases. D'Argo slumps forward. He struggles to catch his
breath.
Katoya whirls around to face him: "To exert
even a microt of self-control over your personal impulses is the point of
the exercise."
D'Argo slams himself free of the arm
restraints and jumps to his feet. Macton looks on and
smiles.
D'Argo leans forward, stuffing things into a
pack that is lying on the refectory table. Katoya comes in to stand
at the other end of the table.
D'Argo: "I'm leaving."
Katoya: "That won't provide you with the
answers you seek."
D'Argo: "What answers."
Katoya: "What questions."
D'Argo shakes his head and yells: "Look!
I'm not playing any more of your stupid games and I do not need to be
reminded of my mental limitations. If I stay here, I will kill
Macton!" He shakes his fist to punctuate the words: "I... will...
kill this man!"
D'Argo breathes deeply and gasps one... two...
three... four times.
Katoya: "You see? You can control your
anger. You have no limitations."
D'Argo stands there, looking at Katoya and
breathing heavily.
Katoya leaves. D'Argo turns around and
sits heavily on a bench.
John regains consciousness alone, inside a
metal box. There are glowing coals beneath a portion of it. He
struggles to sit up in the confined space.
John: "Ahh!" He jerks away from the fire
grate. "Ahh!" He pats at the arms of his suit, trying to put
out sparks.
John: "Damn." He looks around and out
the grilled top.
John calls: "Hey! D'Argo? Anybody
hear me?! This must be detention then."
He stands up and hits the top grill with the
heel of one hand a couple of times. "Hey! It's gettin kinda
ripe in here."
Rygel sits with D'Argo at the refectory
table.
Rygel: "Macton is lying."
D'Argo: "How do you know?"
Rygel: "Because he's a Peacekeeper.
Because he has to be. Look... he's trying to get to you and it's
working."
D'Argo: "Lo'Lann and I were happy
together. He can't change that. I won't let
him."
Rygel: "He's definately getting to
you."
D'Argo: "I should have killed
him."
Rygel: "Isn't that what you set out to do when
we all left Moya?"
D'Argo: "Part of me knew that wouldn't bring
Lo'Laan back. And another part couldn't resist letting him know that
I knew exactly where he was."
Rygel: "Pay attention to the part that wants
to kill him. He's given you a second chance to take your
revenge."
D'Argo: "I'm not sure I want
to."
Rygel: "For yotz sake! Kill him and be
done with it!"
John sits with his back to the bars of his
cage. He whistles. [the name of the tune is: "The Colonel Bogey
March". Think the movie "Bridge on the River Kwai" OR "Winners warm
up with Malt-o Meal" if you don't recognize the name. Jules
;0)]
Katoya walks to the edge of the cage and
crouches down to look in at John. He holds both his hands out in
front of him. One is closed in a fist. The other is open, palm
up, except for the thumb which is curled inwards.
John: "Are you real?"
Katoya: "Are you?"
John: "Oh, riddles. Riddle me this,
riddle me that... I have one. Why is it never just the heat, it's
the humidity? While you're pondering that why don't you let me the
hell out of here?"
Katoya: "As you wish. One thing
first..."
John looks up at him, through the barred
top.
Katoya drops a small piece of metal out of his
hand.
Katoya: "... here's a
key."
It falls through both sets of bars and lands
on the glowing coals. The coals flash and sizzle and the metal
begins to melt.
Katoya: "You weren't quick enough. Get a
key and you many come out." Katoya stands up and walks
away.
John starts to whistle again, but stops almost
immediately. He looks down at the coals and then upwards, out
of the cage.
D'Argo enters the refectory from the door at
the far end. Macton enters at the same time, by coming down the
stairs from the arena. D'Argo stops when he hears footsteps on the
stairs. Macton looks around the room, then turns to face
D'Argo. The long table is between them.
D'Argo: "I'll say this just once. Stay
away from me. Stay away from my friends. And stop spreading
your lies."
Macton: "I"m not the one
lying."
D'Argo: "Oh, you're full of dren. You've
always hated me. You'd have hated any non-Sebacean who married your
sister."
Macton: "I may have come to accept the
marriage until you started beating her."
D'Argo takes a long, deep breath and slowly
lets it out through his nose. Macton nods at him while he does
this.
D'Argo: "I'm violent... when I choose to
be. And right now, I choose
not
to kill you. But that could
change."
Macton: "Really?" He walks over and
stands right in front of D'Argo. "Well, if I chose to kill you,
you'd never see me coming. No, I came to give you the
truth..."
D'Argo: "Dren."
Macton: "The truth your blackouts stopped you
from seeing... that poor Lo'Laan stopped you from
seeing..."
D'Argo: "You're full of
dren."
Macton: "Am I lying about your
hyperrage? Am I lying about your blackouts? I say even a
stupid Luxan should be able to see the truth."
D'Argo: "You're full of lies!" D'Argo
growls and grabs Macton by the shoulders. He throws him backwards,
onto the long table. D'Argo goes to the table and leans over to grab
Macton again...
Lo'Laan is lying on her back on the long
table. As D'Argo reaches down and grabs her, she
shrieks.
Lo'Lann: "D'Argo, no."
D'Argo looks at her in amazement, his mouth
and eyes open wide.
Macton: "Look at you. Your
uncontrollable rage."
D'Argo has one hand made into a fist, held in
the air, ready to strike Macton.
Macton: "You're violent."
D'Argo sighs and brings his hand
down.
Macton: "You really think you'd be able to
protect Lo'Laan from that? No. You must have known the
truth. You've always known."
Macton gets up off the table and leaves the
refectory. D'Argo watches him go.
END OF ACT TWO
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ACT THREE
John sits in his barred cage. There is a
tiny clink of metal hitting metal as another key falls past him, onto the
coals. John grabs for it and hits his palm on the hot grate.
He yells in pain and grabs his hand. He cradles his hand and
rocks,
John: "D'ah! Yah!
Summa..."
Scorpius walks over and peers down through the
bars.
John looks up and sees him: "You'd better have
a key." He licks his burnt fingers.
Scorpius: "Katoya informs me you've been
experiencing some setbacks."
John: "He tell you who sicced that critter on
my family?"
Scorpius: "That is relatively
unimportant."
John: "It's important to
me."
Scorpius: "Because it was
unsuccessful."
John: "That's okay, then. I don't need
to be in here..." He sighs: "... Earth is safe, everything's
fine."
Scorpius: "No, Earth is not safe. And
neither are you. The Scarrans know you exist. They are already
coming for you, John. You cannot run away for your whole life and
I... cannot protect you from them."
John: "Little cat a... I don't want you to
protect me because, little cat b, you haven't been doing such a bang-up
job of that in the first place which brings us to little cat c, get me the
hell out of this hole!" John ends in a scream.
Scorpius gets down on his knees and then lies
down with his face over the top of John's cage: "You are undergoing a very
specific training. Anti-Scarran training."
John: "Well, I figured that out already.
It's not the heat... it's the humidity." He holds up his hand with
the burn marks on the palm, so that Scorpius can see
them.
Scorpius: "The heat mechanism the Scarran
employs is just the beginning, John. If that heat succeeds
indisabling your mind's defenses there is not fact, no fear, no deep
secret that they will be unable to extract."
John: "I'll take my chances on my own, thank
you."
Scorpius: "You misunderstand my objectives,
John. WIthout Katoya's training, when the Scarrans find you... they
will take your wormhole knowledge and then they will kill you. I
would never allow that."
John: "Ah, Scorpy-Sue... after all we've meant
to each other, you'd kill me first."
Scorpius snorts and pulls himself further over
the grate: "You... have such a limited mental capacity, John but
apparently... an abundant will to prevail. Well, my advice to you is
to use that will right here, right now. Katoya... is the only one
that can give you the tools to resist the Scarrans!" Scorpius bangs
his hand on the grate, in frustration an gets up to
leave.
John resumes whistling.
Katoya and Scorpius stand next to each other,
talking.
Katoya: "Your Crichton may not survive the
training."
Scorpius: "He will. He is like me in
that respect. He'll survive."
Katoya: "For you to have survived so long, my
teachings must have been helpful."
Scorpius: "They've saved my life... on
countless occasions."
Katoya: "I attempted to teach you to overcome
your need for a coolant suit and yet, you still have use of
one."
Scorpius: "One can always learn
more."
Katoya nods slightly and looks
away.
Scorpius: "I request... three
favors."
Katoya: "Do I owe so
many?"
Scorpius: "I did spare you from both
Peacekeeper captivity and my Aurora chair."
Katoya: "I would have survived your Aurora
chair."
Scorpius inhales deeply, through his
nose.
Katoya: "Proceed."
Scorpius: "Firstly, intensify Crichton's
training."
Katoya: "Even if it kills
him?"
Scorpius: "Without the training, he will die
anyway. Secondly... Macton... has become a distraction. Maybe
a dangerous one."
Katoya: "He has done nothing
wrong."
Scorpius: "I believe despite his protests, he
will kill D'Argo."
Katoya: "Or D'Argo will kill him. I will
have neither here."
Scorpius: "Still... some preemptive action...
could be called for."
Katoya: "Third?"
Scorpius: "Information about a species I have
no knowledge of. This... species... has recently attacked
Crichton. May I... describe it for you?"
John sits cross-legged in his cage, holding
his hands loosely on his knees. Suddenly, the walls of the cage
begin to glow orange. Something falls, there is a clink, and John
leans over the coals in an attempt to grab key. He misses it and
rocks back. He cries out in frustration.
John: "Durn! Hyah!"
D'Argo appears above John's
cage.
D'Argo: "John... you
okay?"
John stands up and grabs one of bars: "Come
and help me." He presses upwards on the bars: "Get this thing
open."
John pushes and strains, huffing and
groaning. D'Argo grabs hold of the bars and pulls. The grate
moves slightly with a clank.
John: "Hunh! That didn't budge it, did
it?"
D'Argo: "It's gonna need at least a Qualta or
a pulse grenade. Here. I brought you something to
drink."
John turns his face upwards and D'Argo pours
liquid over it. Some makes it into John's mouth. Some gets
past him onto the coals and they sizzle and steam.
John: "Thanks."
D'Argo: "Listen, John... this is really doing
my head in. I've been thinkin about killing Macton for half my
life." He sits down beside the grate.
John remains standing: "That's a hell of a
thing, man. Look, you get me outta here, I'll... kill him for
you, all right?"
D'Argo: "No, no, I can kill him. Frell
knows I've wanted to, but, uh... what if Lo'Laan lied? She lied
about the blackouts. Then, perhaps not knowing or remembering... I
hit my wife."
John: "Don't go there. That's Macton
talkin."
D'Argo: "I am there, John. If that's
possible... and more..."
John: "D'Argo... many things are
possible. Macton is just filling you with possibilities. What
Lo'Laan did... and that's what matters. Whatever she did, she did
for you. That's what's important. And that means
something."
D'Argo: "That means... that it's possible I
killed the woman who loved me more than life."
D'Argo is sitting at the table in the
refectory. Katoya comes in with a cup in his hand. He sets it
on the table.
D'Argo takes a deep breath and then
exhales. He reaches for the cup Katoya has set in front of
him. Katoya takes a seat across the table from
D'Argo.
D'Argo fiddles with the mug: "Um... probably
won't be apparent from my actions, but I really do have a great deal of
respect for your work here. I'm sure many warriors have been made
great from your teachings. I just won't be one of
them."
Katoya: "Do not sell yourself
short."
D'Argo: "Mental strength is, uh... well, it's
not my strength. I know that. It's why I've come to
you."
Katoya: "Your mind is troubled. Whose
isn't?"
D'Argo: "Can you help me... find an
answer?"
Katoya leans towards him: "What would you like
to know?"
D'Argo: "What kind of monster I really
am."
The scene shifts to the pinpoint lighted
arena. There is a metallic, whooshing sound. Katoya and D'Argo
are each seated in a taskchair, their arms outspread.
Katoya: "This need not be
difficult."
D'Argo: "But it probably will
be."
The chairs arms close with a loud snap.
D'Argo is standing up, in the arena. He looks
around.
D'Argo: "Where do we
start?"
Katoya walks across the arena, towards him:
"What would you like to see?" He continues to walk towards
D'Argo.
D'Argo exhales loudly.
On the floor of the arena, behind Katoya,
Lo'Laan's body lies on its back, a knife sticking out of its
side.
D'Argo: "I... uh... ( he pants and gasps
several times)... I don't want to see that."
Katoya: "Stay focused." He walks around
behind D'Argo. "I realize this is difficult."
Lo'Laan: "I know this upsets
you."
D'Argo gasps and turns back
around.
D'Argo: "I know this upsets you
too."
Lo'Laan: "We'll get through it. You're
upsetting yourself over nothing."
D'Argo grimaces and
hisses.
Lo'Laan: "D'Argo?"
D'Argo hisses and grimaces
again.
Lo'Laan: "D'Argo?" She starts to back
away. "Can you hear me?" She puts her back against the
table.
Katoya: "Hyperrage is a natural function of
Luxan physiology."
D'Argo: "But it's a function to be controlled,
not flaunted. Not to be used against someone you
love."
Lo'Laan: "Can you hear
me?"
Katoya: "Did you use it against
her?"
D'Argo: "I don't know."
Katoya: "But you want to
know."
Lo'Laan: "Can you hear
me?"
D'Argo: "No."
Katoya: "But you came here to
know."
Lo'Laan: "Can you hear
me?"
D'Argo: "No!" He lashes out with his
hand and hits Lo'Laan back against the table.
She cries out, then lays
quiet.
D'Argo pants quickly. He turns to face
Katoya: "I hit her." He continues to pant as he turns back towards
the vision. "Did I hurt you?"
Lo'Laan shakes her head:
"No."
D'Argo: "B... but you'd tell me? Promise
me you would, please?"
Lo'Laan: "You never hurt me,
D'Argo."
D'Argo: "You promised you'd tell me. Why
didn't you tell me?" He reaches out with a finger to touch the face
of the vision. "Don't you know how much I loved
you?"
Lo'Laan smiles and nods:
"Yes."
Standing in the background, watching, Katoya
suddenly cries out. There is a flash of bright light and Katoya
breaks up in splinters. Outside, in the real arena, Katoya is
laying on the floor with his head against one of the metal struts.
Macton sits in Katoya's taskchair, across from D'Argo.
Macton: "Sorry to interrupt,
Master."
He pulls the arms of the chair inwards.
D'Argo gasps.
END OF ACT THREE
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ACT FOUR
The coals beneath John's cage continue to glow
and sizzle. John crouches in the cage until he collapses onto one
knee. He stands up and looks out of the top. He hunkers down,
looking at the burn marks on his palm. He finally falls over, onto
his face.
D'Argo kneels beside the vision of Lo'Laan, in
the arena.
Macton: "Ka D'Argo..." He walks towards
them. "... time to revisit your memories."
D'Argo: "What have you done with
Katoya?"
Macton: "I refocused his
energies."
The vision of Lo'Laan turns her head and looks
at him.
Macton: "Hello, sister."
D'Argo hisses and jumps to his feet.
Macton strikes him in the face with his elbow. D'Argo falls to the
floor.
Macton stands in the doorway to the
kitchen. The flower-shaped window is behind him. Lo'Laan lies
on the floor in front of him, a knife sticking out of her
side.
Macton: "Welcome home... the scene of the
crime."
D'Argo gets up and faces Macton,
hissing.
Macton: "The scene of your many
crimes."
D'Argo yells and charges across the room and
hits Macton in the face.
Lo'Laan is lying under D'Argo as he pulls his
fist back to strike again. She cries out.
Lo'Laan: "D'Argo, no!"
He reaches out and touches her
hair.
Macton: "Just like
before."
D'Argo turns his head around and looks back at
Macton.
D'Argo: "That never
happened."
Macton hits D'Argo in the face
again.
He lands on his back on the arena
floor.
Lo'Laan stands in front of him, her hands on
her hips: "Go ahead. Hit her." She walks towards D'Argo.
He starts to sit up.
Macton's voice comes out of the Lo'Laan
vision: "Never a problem for you when she was alive."
D'Argo breathes: "No. I never meant
to."
Macton/Lo'Laan: "Aww."
Lo'Laan's voice next comes from Macton: "Never
meant to do this?" He holds up his leg which now looks like
Lo'Laan. She pulls back her dress to expose a bruise on the
knee.
D'Argo stares, breathing
heavily.
Lo'Laan: "Or this?" She shows him a
bruise on the inside of an arm. She changes back into Macton.
"Or this?" He displays a large bruise on his neck. The neck
becomes Lo'Laan's neck.
D'Argo pants: "Hy... hy...
hyperrage."
Macton's voice comes out of Lo'Laan again: "It
was you." She changes back into Macton: "Because you couldn't
control yourself. Because you were weak!"
Macton hits D'Argo heavily in the face again.
D'Argo cries out and falls
backwards against a wall with some chains hanging on
it.
D'Argo looks around wildly at all the
chains. Macton walks into the room and the door closes behind
him.
Macton: "Recognize this place? Your
cell."
D'Argo: "Not here. Not now. Not
like this."
Macton: "Where else? This is where you
belong. You're a wild beast. A mad dog."
D'Argo hisses at him. He starts to get
up and Macton kicks him. D'Argo finds himself on his feet, in
chains.
Macton: "You've earned these chains... and
worse."
John is standing up in the cage. A key
falls past him and he tries to catch it. He misses and it falls onto
the hot coals. He bends down and tries to reach between the bars to
grab it, but his fingers don't fit. He yelps and pulls his hand
back. While he is kneeling beside the pit, another key falls.
He puts his palm on the grate. His flesh sizzles. He pulls his
hand back and looks at it, crying in pain.
Macton slams his fist into D'Argo's face as
D'Argo stands in chains. D'Argo sways, off
balance.
Macton: "How does it feel to be
helpless?" He hits him again.
Seated in the taskchair with his eyes closed,
D'Argo jerks as the visionary D'Argo is struck by
Macton.
Macton: "Defenseless?" He grabs the much
larger D'Argo by the waist, to steady him, then brings his leg up and
knees him in the groin.
D'Argo: "Ahh!"
Macton: "This is what you did to
Lo'Laan." He body punches him and knees him again. He hits
D'Argo in the face.
D'Argo cries out with each
blow.
In the chair, D'Argo jerks again with each new
blow.
Macton: "This is what your rage felt
like." He backhands him to the face.
D'Argo sways backwards and forwards in the
chains.
Macton: "Rage that destroyed a beautiful
girl." He pulls back his fist and slams D'Argo in the face yet
again.
John sits on his knees next to the
grate. He is swaying from the heat and exhaustion. He holds
his arms outstretched, looking upwards and waiting for another key to
drop.
John whispers: "Come on." He keeps
peering upwards while he sways. Finally, he looks down. When
he does, a key falls past him and lands on the coals with a
clunk.
John: "Ahh! Gotcha."
He bends over and grabs hold of the bars of
the grate with both hands and pulls it up, screaming as he does so.
He sets the grate aside, holding his hands out, not touching
anything. He takes two deep breathes, exhaling with a loud
"huh!" each time. He reaches in with his burned fingers and
struggles to take the key from the coals. He screams as he pulls the
key out of the coals, clutched tightly in his fist.
D'Argo sits still in the
taskchair.
D'Argo stands in his chains: "I didn't kill
Lo'Laan."
Macton: "No. No, you did much
worse. Your violence drove her to her death." He points
towards the cell door, which opens, loudly. Lo'Laan is standing in
the doorway. She holds a serrated knife in her hand which she slowly
raises.
D'Argo: "No."
Macton repeatedly shakes his head,
yes.
Lo'Laan takes the knife and drives it into her
own side. Her eyes open wide and a sigh escapes her
lips.
D'Argo breathes: "No..."
Macton: "You beat her beyond her capacity to
endure any more."
Lo'Laan's eyes close and she sinks to the
floor.
D'Argo releases a shuddering sob: "Oh,
no."
Lo'Laan falls over onto the floor as D'Argo
watches and cries.
Macton: "But I got there first. I
doctored the scene.
Another Macton steps over Lo'Laan. He is
wearing a short leather coat. He looks around.
Macton: "Provided the evidence... that put you
in prison..."
The "other" Macton bends over Lo'Laan and
moves her hand away from the knife.
Macton: "... to rot
forever."
D'Argo breaks down and weeps
uncontrollably.
The D'Argo in the chair still sits, quietly,
but there is foam coming from between his lips with each sob of the vision
D'Argo.
Macton steps away from D'Argo: "Don't try to
resist. It's my gift to you, D'Argo."
D'Argo starts to sob faster and swing his
arms, trying to reach Macton.
Macton: "Your own hyperrage in a place where
you can rot in it forever."
D'Argo screams and yanks on the
chains.
Macton: "Just you and your hyperrage, for
eternity." He turns and starts towards the door.
D'Argo: "Arrgh! Arrgh!
Arrgh!" He swings his arms with each scream.
Macton walks out the cell
door.
D'Argo: "Focus." He hears the vision
D'Argo continue to scream.
D'Argo: "Arrgh! Arrgh!
Arrgh!" His hair and his tenkas swing so fast they are a
blur.
D'Argo: "Arrgh! Arrgh! Arrgh!
Arrgh!"
D'Argo: "Focus."
D'Argo: "Arrgh!"
D'Argo: "No."
D'Argo's screams turn to labored
breathing. Lo'Laan begins to rise up from the floor, reversing her
fall.
D'Argo: "Ahh!" He exhales
deeply.
She pulls the knife back out of her side and
looks at D'Argo.
D'Argo's breathing slows and
quiets.
Macton, standing in the doorway, turns
back.
D'Argo looks at him and scowls. He pulls
down with one arm and the chains break and fall away. The wrist cuff
on the other arm falls open as well and D'Argo's arm falls
free.
D'Argo: "You're lying. Every word you've
said is a lie."
Macton: "No... You beat her and you killed
her. You know the truth."
D'Argo crosses the room to where Macton is
standing, in the doorway.
D'Argo: "You never knew Lo'Laan... and you
knew nothing about love."
D'Argo hits Macton in the face with his
fist.
Macton falls down, into D'Argo's house.
D'Argo follows him and stands over him.
D'Argo: "I know what Lo'Laan went through for
our love. I wish I could have loved her half as
well."
Macton climbs to his feet: "Oh... you loved
her to death!" He tries to hit D'Argo, but D'Argo grabs his hand and
stops him. Macton: "Uff!"
D'Argo presses against his hand and pushes him
back down.
Macton: "You do not have this
power!"
D'Argo: "Lo'Laan told me I do have power...
over my hyperrage, and it's more than enough to control you in
here."
Macton: "You cannot kill me. Not in
here."
D'Argo: "I have no intention of killing
you. I loved my wife. But you wouldn't know that. You
didn't know Lo'Laan. I did. She could have left me for my
failings. Maybe she should have, but I know this... she would
never
have
left her son... without a mother. So..." D'Argo reaches down
and grabs Macton by the shoulder and hauls him around so he's facing the
other way. "... I want
you
to
show me your memories. Tell me why you killed
Lo'Laan."
Macton: "Trying to save her from
you."
At the other end of the room, the "Macton" in
the leather coat stands and talks to Lo'Laan, in front of the
flower-shaped window.
Macton: "D'Argo will be dishonorably
discharged, jailed for as long as you need."
Lo'Laan: "But he's done nothing
wrong!"
Macton: "He has done everything wrong.
You'll thank me for this, sister." He turns and starts to walk
away.
Lo'Laan: "No, I won't let you!" She
grabs a knife from a holder on the wall and comes after Macton. He
twirls and grabs her arm. In the struggle, Lo'Laan is stabbed in the
side. She cries out and falls to the floor,
dying.
Macton: "It was your fault. She attacked
me. My reflexes took control. My Peacekeeper training.
It was over before I realized.
Macton catches Lo'Laan in his arms and lowers
her to the floor. She falls out of his arms, limp, a red stain
spreading out from the knife in her side. He is breathing
heavily.
D'Argo: "It's not the truth. Not the
whole truth. She was beaten."
Macton: "It was your fault she died. You
had to pay. I had to make you pay. I had to make it look like
you'd done it in a fit of hyperrage."
Macton holds Lo'Laan's body. He whimpers
and rocks her, looking around the room.
Macton: "Had to make sure
you
were
blamed."
Macton lays Lo'Laans body back down on the
floor. He looks away from her and takes a deep breath. Then,
he looks back and makes a fist. He hits her body. Over and
over and over...
Macton shakes and cries. D'Argo releases
him and walks away. Kneeling on the arena floor, Macton makes
striking motions as if he were still hitting Lo'Laan's
body.
D'Argo takes a couple of deep breaths and
opens his arms, releasing the taskchair. He leans forward, putting
his hands on his knees, to catch his breath. In the chair across
from him, Macton sits, slumped over. Katoya lies on the floor
unmoving, his head against a metal stanchion.
END OF ACT FOUR
__________________________________________________________________________
EPILOGUE
D'Argo flies his ship away from the
planet. John sits in the co-pilot seat liberally smearing a clear
gel substance on his hands. Scorpius sits, tall and straight, behind
them.
John: "You okay?"
D'Argo: "Fine."
John holds up his goo covered hands: "You want
me to drive?"
D'Argo: "No. I'm
fine."
Rygel: "If you were fine you'd have killed
Macton instead of leaving him there."
D'Argo: "He's trapped in a coma with his own
nightmares. Killing him would have been merciful. I'm not that
enlightened."
Scorpius: "So, tell me, John... were you able
to obtain the key?"
John doesn't look at him. He starts
whistling the "Colonel Bogey March" again.
Scorpius: "Incidently... that creature that
attacked you on earth, it might interest you to know it is called a
skreeth. Apparently it can communicate telepathically over vast
distances."
John continues to mess with the goop on his
hands.
John: "Yah... Katoya give you
that?"
Scorpius: "If it did map Earth's location, it
may well have passed on that information."
John: "Who'd it pass it on
to?"
Scorpius: "Grayza, almost
certainly."
John: "So the Peacekeepers know where Earth
is."
Scorpius: "May know."
John: "Would Grayza go
there?"
Scorpius: "Eventually, perhaps.
Grayza... does not want Earth. Grayza... wants
you."
John: "Why do I always attract the
psychos? Hey man, you sure you're okay?"
D'Argo: Yah, I'll be fine. I've... got
things on my mind. Things I've done. Things I can't take
back."
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