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| Starring: | ||
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Ben Browder
Claudia Black Anthony Simcoe Gigi Edgley Paul Goddard Lani Tupu Wayne Pygram |
Commander John Crichton Officer Aeryn Sun Ka D'Argo Chiana Stark Crais Scorpius | |
| Guest Starring: | ||
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Linda Cropper Susan Lyons Mark Mitchell |
Xhalax Sun Sierjna Mu-Quillis | |
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Guest Stars Reappearing: Linda Cropper: Returning again as Aeryn Sun's mum, PK Hardass Xhalax Sun. Previously portrayed Xhalax in "Thanks for Sharing" and "Relativity", both from Season 3. Also portrayed the female half of the Plokavian Interrogation team, Fento, in Season 2's, "The Ugly Truth" Writer: Matt Ford Who also wrote: Director: Ian Barry Who also directed: | ||
| PRODUCTION CREDITS: | |
| Created by: | Rockne S. O'Bannon |
| Directed by: | Ian Barry |
| Written by: | Matt Ford |
| Consulting Producer: | Sue Milliken |
| Co-Producer: | Andrew Prowse |
| Line Producer: | Lesley Parker |
| Supervising Producer: | Justin Monjo |
| Executive Producer: | Richard Manning |
| Produced by: | Anthony Winley |
| Executive Producer: | David Kemper |
| Executive Producers: |
Juliet Blake Robert Halmi, Jr. Brian Henson |
| Executive Consultant: | Rockne S. O'Bannon |
| Executive Consultant: | Carleton Eastlake |
| Director of Photography: | Russell Bacon |
| Production Designer: | Tim Ferrier |
| Music by: | Guy Gross |
| Editor: | Martin Connor |
| Costume Designer: | Terry Ryan |
| Second Unit DOP: | Danny Batterham |
| Makeup/Hair Supervisor: | Jen Lamphee |
| Story Editor: | Lily Taylor |
| Production Executive: | Robert E. Wozniak |
| Voice of Rygel: | Jonathan Hardy |
| Creature Shop Creative Supervisor: | Dave Elsey |
| Supervising Art Director: | Scott Bird |
| Visual Effects: | Animal Logic |
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TRANSCRIPT BEGINSPREVIOUSLY ON FARSCAPETeaser opens with standard voiceover by Claudia Black: "Previously On Farscape" Recapping the tale of Xhalax Sun with clips from "Relativity". Teaser closes with standard voiceover by Claudia Black: "And now... on Farscape." COLD OPENEXT. Planet Surface. Crais stalks Xhalax through a thick mist, visibility almost nil.
Crais fires multiple shots, pinning her down against a tree. Approaching quickly, he grabs her shoulder and presses the muzzle of the heavy pistol into her throat.
Crais throws her to the ground. Kneeling over her, he holds her by the throat, brandishing the huge freakin' pistol in her face.
Crais looks up into the 'camera', smiling indulgently.
Cut to INT. Talyn, the bridge -- John and Crais stand along side each other, each working at one of the forward control consoles.
The doors slide open and Aeryn enters, walking briskly across the bridge, slowing as she approaches John.
Aeryn squeezes in between John and the console, but not before giving him a very nice warm smile.
Crais zones out a bit, clutching the neural link on the back of his neck with both hands, overcome by an eerie oscillating tone. He staggers backward to stand under the centerpoint.
Rygel and Stark arrive on deck.
John moves to the second console as Rygel, Stark and Crais all move forward, toward the three small forward portals, where a blinding reddish white light is pouring into the bridge.
All five peer out, or try to peer out, the forward portals.
Cut to EXT. Space -- Already in close proximity [ it fills almost the entire screen ], Talyn rapidly approaches a sun. END COLD OPENROLL OPENING CREDITS
"My name is John Crichton... I'm lost... an astronaut... shot through a wormhole.... In some distant part of the universe.... I'm trying to stay alive... Aboard this ship-- this living ship... of escaped prisoners-- my friends. If you can hear me... beware... if I make it back... will they follow? If I open the door... are you ready? Earth is unprepared, helpless... for the nightmares I've seen. Or should I stay, protect my home, not show them you exist. But then you'll never know the wonders I've seen."
ACT IINT. Talyn; The Bridge All five still stand transfixed by the huge star about to swallow Talyn. Stark's doing his bit, by chanting. John forges a trail to cover Aeryn, pushing Crais back and pulling Stark aside.
John takes position behind Aeryn as the ride gets rougher.
Crais works frantically at the control console. Stark's chant drones on in the background as tensions on the Bridge escalate with proximity to the sun; the brightess in the cabin increasing.
Cut to EXT. Space -- Talyn, incredibly close to the star, executes as sweeping turn and slowly draws away. Cut to INT. Talyn; The Bridge -- John and Aeryn look up as the blinding light in the forward portal decreases, fading completely away as Talyn heads outward again.
Cut to INT. Talyn -- Corridor. One of Talyn's little red porsche DRD's hums down the corridor. A heavy white mist streams from one of the join seams on Talyn's wall.
The DRD settles at the base of two thick black tubes standing in the middle of a corridor junction. The tubes intersect both the floor and the ceiling of the corridor. The DRD continues some 'maintenance work' on an open panel in the base of one of the black tubes. There are other open panels at various levels on the tubes, inside is transparent conduit tubing with requisite flashing red lights. As Aeryn and John approach, carrying a heavy storage locker between them. The open panels emit random sparking and smoke.
John and Aeryn place the storage locker on the deck between them.
Each taking a tube, they set to work.
Aeryn crouches to work on a lower panel.
John crouches beside her, also working on a lower panel, both still examining the circuits bare handed. Unnoticed by the pair Talyn's wall starts emitting a pinkish vapor. [ And in a moment that always makes me smile, we start to get a little 'harp music' ] John and Aeryn continue their conversation.
A huge spark flies and John winces involuntarily shouting at the minor burn.
Aeryn looks up at the shouted curse. Quickly taking his hand in hers, she brings it to her lips, gently sucking on the small burn on his index finger. She doesn't note John's tiny look of surprised pleasure, and slightly arced eyebrow. She releases his hand, turning back to her work with a word of caution.
John eyes his hand briefly, still a bit confused, but returns to his work as well.
Cut to INT. Talyn -- In Stark's section, he notices a white vapor streaming from a seam in Talyn's wall. As he's examining it, he hears a ghostly voice.
Cut to INT. Talyn -- A DRD hums down the corridor, encountering a shallow, but advancing, layer of white vapor, the DRD turns and hums in the other direction, passing John and Aeryn at work on the Secondary Control Node. Aeryn's kneeling, John sitting with one shoulder against the black pipe.
Oddly, they don't notice as the vapor pools up around their legs.
John looks at her, grinning slightly. [ very nice! ] Aeryn smiles at him in return, almost laughing.
Aeryn returns her gaze to her tool and the open panel.
Putting his tool down, John rises to his knees, using a firm grip on her upper thigh to steady himself. [ yeah... that's why he did it... sure. ]
Standing to work on another panel, quite high on the node, her arms reaching 'up', leaving around two inches of bare midriff about two inches from John's eyes. John 'appreciates' the view for a moment. [ musical accompanyment... a lovely soft and slow jazz, emphasis on muted trumpet... oooo, yeah! ]
John nods distractedly, still appreciating that bit of flesh.
Aeryn turns slightly away from John. Dangling her tool from her fingertips, she 'drops' it to the floor. Still kneeling on the floor, John watches as she 'bends over' to retrieve it.
Fingers on the dropped equipment, she... lingers. Another interesting view for John, his hand rises slowly, opting instead for a quick slap on leather. Aeryn stumbles forward slightly, chuckling.
Rising to his feet, John tries to get back to work. Aeryn's leaning against the corridor wall, watching him... contrite, but with a slightly teasing smile.
John leans against the conduit, toying with his tool, watching her in return, but only briefly. Putting the tool down, he 'strolls' over to her. Reaching out with one hand he traces his finger along the narrow exposure of flesh between her gunbelt and vest. Drawing closer, he runs his fingers beneath the edge of the vest.
Aeryn shakes her head slightly.
John's lips linger a breath away from hers, his hands moving to her hips.
After only a slight open-mouthed pause, Aeryn nods with emphasis and... they kiss. Aeryn lacing her fingers through John's gun belt, pulling his hips closer with ,of course, the attendant creaking leather sfx. A moment later, Aeryn moans an interesting question.
Still kissing, the words as usual, passing with needed breaths. A moment more and John notes the vapor leaking from Talyn's wall just beyond Aeryn's shoulder. She notices his diverted interest, and voices a breathless query.
Wrapping an arm around her, he turns her about so she can observe this phenomenon.
Cut to INT. Talyn; Strategy Room --John enters to find Crais running a sensor over the walls that are also leaking white vapor.
John watches as Crais stalks about the chamber, analyzing the mist leaks at several points in the room. [ New stuff: There's a 'tapestry display' against one wall, instead of tapestries it holds very large transparencies... schematics. ]
Crais shoots John a stoney glare.
Crais gives John a brief "what?" glare.
John raises his fists taking a couple of shadow boxing jabs in Crais's direction. Crais's stoney glare narrows to lazer intensity.
Raising his fists before him, he executes a little 'disco shimmy' [ more boogin' from the erpling! hehe ].
Lowering his hands, he tips his head a bit, maybe a little embarrassed at 'earlier' behavior.
John turns briefly toward the door at the sound of a familiar step. Aeryn entering.
Aeryn stands beside John, they turn pointedly toward each other while Crais glares from across the table.
On his way out, he turns at the door, glaring at the cozy pair.
Crais stalks out. Aeryn turns back to John, smiling broadly.
Cut to Stark -- Still following the ghostly voice, into subpassages [ yay, first look, similar but smaller, and red ] and finally into a strange looking chamber.
A doorway swings open, revealing a new chamber, Stark peers in cautiously.
The voice closer now, Stark whips about screaming in terror, the ghostly image of a woman just above him.
The womans form drifts toward the floor, slowing solidifying, becoming tangible. An alien female, pale skin, with white hair tumbling well past her shoulders. Perhaps a tinge of blue in skin and air.
The woman grabs him arm, but he leaps back in fright.
Sierjna takes Stark's hand, placing in gently on her chest.
[ I'm hopelessly laughing through the rest of this... she knished... LOL! ]
Cut to INT. Talyn; The Bridge -- The forward portals are drenched in white hot light.
Pacing idly around the bridge, John hovers near Aeryn, following wherever she moves.
John lingers just behind Aeryn's shoulder.
An alarm blares.
All three spin about, weapons drawn. Talyn's interior gun lowers from the ceiling, panning toward the intruder who passes 'through' the closed entrance door. They silently hold aim as a very strange looking alien dude examines his surroundings. The guy, complete with molten rock lookin' face and jutting rock shaped 'horns', decked in red robes, looks like the proverbial demon outta hell [ Mu-Quillis ].
Mu-Qullis approaches, mere inches from the business end of John's pulse pistol, it doesn't seem to bother him.
END ACT IACT IIINT. Talyn; The Bridge --
Aeryn & John have already secured arms, but Crais is still ready to blow 'Molten Man' away.
Mu-Quillis continues his investigation of the bridge, walking between Crais and Aeryn, toward the forward portal Aeryn keeps herself between Mu and John.
John squints slightly in the the increased light as he keeps his eyes on Mu-Quillis, but his arm wraps itself around Aeryn's waist.
Mu-Quillis walks back, past Aeryn and John. John's arms hold Aeryn to him firmly, while her hands stroke his arms. They both watch Mu-Quillis's progress carefully, Aeryn even more carefully keeping herself between John and Mu-Quillis.
Talyn's gun rotates, pointing at Mu-Quillis again.
Crais, then Talyn open fire. Mu-Qullis flies backward, 'transmuting' through the door again, and disappearing, the door opens a moment later. Still on edge, Crais holds his aim on the door.
John still stands behind Aeryn, his right arm wrapped around her waist, her right hand holding his in place. John's extended left arm meets Aeryn's at this wrist... it's kind of like he's holding a guitar or other fine stringed instrument, except she's holding him as well. They 'officially' can't seem to keep their hands off each other, although they don't seem to notice it.
John and Aeryn exchange a brief look.
Aeryn leads as they depart the Bridge. Cut to EXT. Space -- Talyn in near orbit to the firey star. Cut to INT. Talyn -- Stark and Sierjna reclining on ... something, she's practically laying on top of him.
Sierjna leaps to her feet and paces away nervously.
Stark leaps to his feet.
Panting, Stark steps through the open doorway, into the subpassage, comming to pass along the intel.
Cut to Crais --
Cut to Stark -- who looks to Sierjna for answers.
Sierjna drags Stark back into the room, clinging to him as her hysteria grows [ nuttier contest: Stark or Sierjna? ].
Stark nods.
Cut to the Conduit -- John & Aeryn, back at work
Aeryn makes the mistake of glancing at John, and can't... stop. [ Cue soft sexy jazz ]
John's focus is lost as he struggles to 'concentrate' on work instead of Aeryn. No work is gettin' done.
Aeryn looks down briefly, nodding understanding.
John's gravity 'pulls' Aeryn toward him. Leaning in she gathers a bit of the left sleeve of his black t-shirt in her teeth and 'pulls' on it... hard. Helplessly, John's head turns toward hers. Foreheads touch and caress, gliding gently together. Aeryn releases her grip on the shirt and two pairs of lips hover close. Aeryn gasps out breathless words of warning.
Aeryn turns resolutely yet unhappily away, putting some distance between them.
John moves away as well, until they are on opposite sides of the conduit.
Cut to Rygel -- Hey, Talyn version of Center Chamber. He's propped in front of a table littered with the remains of various types of foodstuffs. Guy's a messy eater. He's groaning, stomachs grumbling.
Stark enters.
Stark looks back, Sierjna can be seen standing in the doorway just behind him now.
Sierjna rushes to Rygel's side [ this is a classic, where the heck is her tall pointy hat with veil? ]
Stark places his arm comfortingly over her shoulder.
Rygel watches Stark walk out with his 'invisible friend', his arm sticking out in mid-air.
Cut to Corridor --
Mu-Quillis 'transmutes' into the corridor behind Sierjna.
As Mu-Quillis advances, Stark rushes in front of Sierjna.
[ overwrought much? ] Stark makes a grand gesture to his mask, makin' like he'll remove it any second. Mu-Quillis isn't much impressed.
Mu-Quillis transmutes outta the house. Cut to Conduit -- John and Aeryn introduce the concept of 'conduit sex'. Crouching on opposite sides of the conduit, focused intensely on completing the work. They work quickly, almost... frantically. A DRD finishes work on a transparent conduit on the floor and humms away.
[ Cue Soft Sexy Jazz ] Cut to John --
Cut to Aeryn --
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Cut to John --
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Cut to Aeryn --
Tossing tools down, two irresistable objects collide. Aeryn leaps into his arms as they meet halfway. Turning he props her against the wall, and ... they kiss. One single kiss-- and Talyn rumbles, the ship rocking unsteadily under their feet.
John nods in sudden understanding, placing Aeryn on her feet they bolt down the corridor.
Cut to the Bridge -- Aeryn and John enter, joining Crais. Mist is steaming from seals alllll over the place.
Aeryn mans the second console, John hangs back... thinkin'.
Cut to corridor --
Stark drags Sierjna into the subpassage. Cut to the Bridge --
[ Cue lovely 'pipe' music... uh, flute? ]
Problem solved, John approaches Aeryn again, turning toward her, his head tilts in as if to snag a lingering kiss. [ aw... but they cut to Crais... poo ]
John turns away, almost pushing away from Aeryn with both hands on her shoulder. Crais glares at her and she looks back a bit contritely it seems. Cut to Subpassage -- Stark leads Sierjna quicky through the passage while chanting softly.
Stark leans over the console they were lounging in front of earlier.
Stark climbs over the low console. One leg over the console, a conduit wire shoots out, wrapping around his leg and dragging him into the shallow alcove behind the console. Stark gasps in terror as another conduit wires impales his leg.
Cut to Bridge --
Talyn rumbles heavily and the console lights go out.
Cut to the Den -- Stark continues whimpering in terror as more wires grapple his legs and torso. Abruptly his head drops forward and his arms stop flailing, his body is pulled down below the level of the console.
Cut to the Bridge --
Crais reaches for his neural link, the tell-tale lights are all dark.
John tries to activate a auxilliary panel, no effect.
Cut to Den -- Stark is hauled aloft in a very deftly concealed flying rig [ if nothing else, this is good for trivia ] Hovering... yes, hovering [ bobbin' an' weavin' ] in mid-air in the Pilot's alcove. A mass of conduit wire hang from his waist and legs, completely concealing them. [ "I'm nobody's puppet!" hehe ]
Cut to the Bridge -- In the dark chamber, Crais, John and Aeryn watch the intense glow in the forward portals fade away.
Cut to Den --
Cut to Bridge --
Cut to Den --
Stark glances around the den, noting a significant absence. Sierjna... she musta knished outta there.
Cut to Bridge --
Cut to Den --
Cut to EXT. Space -- Talyn, in a high orbit around the sun Cut to Bridge -- Crais shields his eyes as the light in the forward portal intensifies.
Cut to Den --
Cut to Bridge --
Cut to EXT. Space -- Talyn turns toward the bright star and heads in again. Cut to Bridge --
Cut to Den --
END ACT IIACT IIIINT. Talyn; The Bridge
Cut to the Den --
Cut to the Bridge --
Cut to the Den --
Cut to the Bridge --
Aeryn grins like a school girl on the way to Prom as John drags her off command by their linked hands. Cut to the Den --
Cut to Corridor -- Aeryn and John rapidly approach the conduit again.
Aeryn points to a transparent conduit wire inside one of the higher open panels.
John unholsters Winona and blasts the guidance control. Cut to Den -- Stark whimpers as power fluctuates.
Cut to Corridor --
Cut to Corridor -- Stark howls, thoroughly enraged. Cut to Bridge -- Sparks fly from various panels, and mist steams from the walls, it's a frell job. Crais stalks about working on various consoles.
Crais stalks off the Bridge. Cut to Corridor -- John and Aeryn slowly circle at the junction, their right arms intertwined.
Cut to Den -- Stark's still pissed. He's working on another option. Cut to Corridor -- A DRD hums into the mist filled corridor, Aeryn watches it over John's shoulder.
Both hands around Aeryn's waist, he releases her gunbelt, dropping it to the floor, his hands running down her hips. Aeryn's left hand wanders to John's waist, then glides down the upper curve of his buttocks. [ o. m. g. ! ]. John bends over, working on the strap that secures the holster to Aeryn's thigh while the DRD edges closer to the couple.
While he's bent over, Aeryn slaps him firmly on the butt [ a loud 'slap' on leather ]. Looking up, she notes the DRD, it's lazer aimed at them. Quickly, she unholsters Winona as the DRD unleashes a pulse blast, cleanly missing John ( cause he's bent over) and blasting the conduit. With another excellent use of hip, Aeryn shoves John ( still bent over) to the cover of the wall, and blasts the DRD with the purloined pistol.
Cut to the Den -- Stark groans in frustration Cut to Crais -- Crais stalks down a corridor, pulse pistol in hand. Stopping before a closed door, he passes his hand over the control-- twice-- and is denied entry.
Cut to Den --
Cut to Crais --
In utter frustration, and in a towering rage, Crais blasts the door ineffectually, the pistol bleeping plaintively, low on charge. Cut to Corridor -- Aeryn and John sit back to back, braced against the wall at the corridor junction. Aeryn guards one approach; John, two others. The mist pools around them, covers the floor of the corridor, and more mist pours out of a seam on the wall just above their heads. They keep glancing back at the other as they talk... never a good thing in the presence of 'the mist'.
Aeryn turns her head, getting a good look at John [ cue soft sexy jazz ]. John's watching one approach, and getting comfortable, sliding down the wall to sit on the floor. Aeryn adjusts her position, one hand on his shoulder, as she 'gets comfortable'. John's eyes fix on her, uh... vest, as she slides onto his lap, facing him, her eyes still fixed on the corridor over his shoulder.
John stays busy by softly caressing her bicep with his lips. He is so 'not' doing his job.
John tilts his head up, and her head curves down, their lips lingering just a slight distance away. Voices softly husky.
Cut to Den --
Stark howls in victory as Sierjna 'knishes' in, resolving from a mist.
Sierjna approaches and kneels on the console. Stark holds out his hand and she places her palm against his.
Stark lifts his mask slightly, the golden light of his power pouring out and over Sierjna. Nothing else happens. Stark looks at a bit of a loss, replacing his mask, cutting off the light.
Cut to Center Chamber -- Rygel moans over the last bits of food, his body grotesquely swollen. Crais enters.
Rygel's body makes an alarming noise, hmm... maybe he actually will explode.
Crais stalks around the table places his pistol against Rygel's gut.
Crais circles back around the table.
Rygel turns again, surveying the remains of his feast. Eyes seizing on a particular tasty object.
Before Rygel can snag the bit of food, Crais pushes it away with a clatter of crockery.
Rygel glances one way, and then another, making sure they're alone. Crais looks around too, completely sucked in.
Crais bends down, but with a warning.
Crais brings his ear close to Rygel who, in a familiar heavy weight move, sinks his teeth into Crais's ear. Crais screams in pain and Rygel speeds off, laughing, in his throne sled. One hand pressed to insulted ear, Crais snaps off a wild shot at the retreating Hynerian.
Cut to Den --
Talyn shudders heavily as Mu-Quillis transmutes into the Den.
Sierjna approaches him slowly.
Mu-Quillis transmutes out, taking Sierjna with him [ or maybe he transmuted and she knished... who knows... hehe ]
Cut to EXT. Space -- Talyn, turned directly toward the sun, heads in.
Cut to Corridor -- Crais, stalking down the corridor, stops and leans against the wall.
Cut to Den --
Cut to Center Chamber -- Rygel's back eating again.
Cut to Crais --
Cut to Den --
Cut to Aeryn & John -- kissing, of course...
John & Aeryn look up for a bit, listening. Cut to Den --
END ACT IIIACT IVJohn and Aeryn, on the floor of the corridor now, John stretched out underneath Aeryn, completely lost in each other. Both down to just black shirts and leather pants [ when's John gettin' a black tank top, huh?! ] The mist pools around John as they continue to kiss, caress, nuzzle and just generally crank the heat to max.
John buries his face in her neck, his hand on the back of her neck. Eyes closed and very appreciative, Aeryn chooses the moment to come to her senses. Her eyes open.
Aeryn leaps to her feet, retrieving her pistol belt from the deck. John's still on his back, eyes closed, hands raised, but he's coming around as well. They're both fairly breathless.
Aeryn's got her vest back on and is 'adjusting' her tank as John rolls to his knees, slowly collecting himself.
John pulls on his vest while Aeryn secures her pistol belt around her hips.
John stands, retrieving his gunbelt from the deck.
Aeryn steps in front of John, and they 'hover' over each other again, wrapping up the plan.
John pulls her close, wrapping his left hand around her waist. Taking his head in her hands she kisses him passionately before 'bolting' down the corridor. John watching her go, his expression somewhat glazed, bobs his head, nodding emphatically-- with his 'whole' body, then motors quickly in the other direction, gunbelt still hanging from his right hand [ -- ooo, but he's having problems picking up speed. hehe ] Cut to Subpassage -- Aeryn darts into the subpassage, finding Crais still pounding on the sealed door.
Crais pounds on the door again with the butt of his pulse pistol.
Crais turns to Aeryn, struck by the brilliance of the plan, extending his hand toward her urgently.
Crais whips his pistol up, aiming at Aeryn. Aeryn gives Crais a 'very' funny "who the frell do you think I am?" look. [ LOL! ]
Aeryn snorts a derisive laugh and runs off, pony tail swaying.
Turning away in frustration he begins pounding on the door again. Cut to the Bridge -- John runs in, brushing past the opening doors.
John frantically flips levers on a narrow wall mounted console.
Moving to a wall mounted console across the bridge, John flips more levers, his frustration rising to manic levels as each effort fails.
John leaps to the comms console, looming over it.
John makes that memorable 'gesture' -- right, left, right, left, right, left -- he's 'completely' manic.
John makes another familiar gesture, hands sweeping over and encircling his head a couple of times... very Zhaan-like... if you count incipient insanity.
Well, that definately worked, Stark snaps out of his 'we're all doomed' mindset, concentrating again on controlling Talyn. On the bridge the tell-tale lights on the deck illuminate, panning forward to aft, each set of lights switching on sequentially. Camera pans up from the aft portion of the bridge, showing John silouetted against the light of the sun still pouring through the forward portals. John walks forward as Aeryn enters.
Meeting between the forward consoles, she leaps into his arms, wrapping her legs around his hips, his hands holding her up.
He turns to the side so we can get a good full profile of this lovely couple, Aeryn's ponytail swinging [ gotta love that ].
Turning again he sits her on one of the forward consoles, their arms still wrapped around each other. That LOVELY smile still on his face.
[ Significant look. God, I love these tiny moments! ]
He sets her on her feet and she moves to the weapons console.
Reaching out without looking, he draws her into his arms, showing her a holo-display above the control console [ circles, lines and a square... where's the arrows? ]. Pointing at a smaller circle within a square.
[ hey, a line from Batman; Joker to Two-Face. heh. ] Aeryn moves quickly back to the weapons console.
Aeryn shoots John a look, turning to her he grins wickedly and she gives him that "he is so nuts!' look, eyebrows comically arched. Cut to the Den -- Stark definately IS nuts. With this validation from Zhaan, Stark concentrates on preparing the cannon to fire. Sierjna 'knishes' in at the last minute [ hehehehe ]
Cut to the Bridge -- Mu-Quillis kni... er, transmutes in again. It's Grand Central Station!
John whips around to face the intruder, hand dropping to holstered pulse pistol. Aeryn turns as well, but soon turns back to finish preparations for undoing the bad guy.
Aeryn moves to stand beside John, her hand also on the butt of her holstered pulse pistol.
Aeryn and John turn to look at each other, John grins and laughs sardonically.
They both turn back to Mu-Quillis [ eerie! ]
Aeryn and John turn to each other again, this time Aeryn smiles and laughs lightly.
Aeryn turns back to the console, John shoots Mu-Quillis a brief look.
Turning, dismissing Mu-Quillis, John follows Aeryn to the console.
The view zooms in on the view of the edge of the sun as seen through the forward portal, then 'through' the portal, zooming in on the sun as Talyn's cannon fires. The energy pulse races toward it's target, hitting with a massive explosion that blooms to a huge blue mass. On the bridge Mu-Quillis howls, and looking like he's been subjected to a rapid temperature change, turns blue as he groans...
...and 'shatters'. Cut to the Den -- Sierjna weakens, leaning against the console. Stark loosens his mask, beginning a chant in an alien language, his left palm extended toward her. Reaching out, she places her palm against his. Lifting the mask, his energy covers her and she slowly fades away. END ACT IVEPILOGUEExt. Space; Talyn Talyn hangs in space, no sign of the sun.
Cut to Int. Talyn; The Den -- Stark sits on the console while Crais 'releases' him from the many 'connections', severing then with a big frelling PK Pocket Knife.
Crais slices through a connection and Stark, lips pale with shock and/or blood loss, groans in pain.
Crais slices through another connection and Stark groans again.
Crais lifts the huge blade before Stark's eyes to emphasize his point.
Crais adjusts the distance of the blades edge, bringing it closer to Stark's neck.
Crais severs another link, sawing through the cable. Cut to the Bridge -- Rygel sits nearby, moaning in discomfort, as Aeryn works on the control consoles. No sign of the mist, bridge looks pretty near pristine.
Rygel hovers out, groaning unhappily.
John enters, and turns to watch Rygel make his miserable exit. Turning to Aeryn he walks to a wall console, leaning against it, he watches her move about the bridge.
Aeryn moves to walk past him, moving toward the door.
Reaching out he intercepts her, halting her midway. She stops, smiling slightly as he slowly circles around from behind. [ cue soft slow sexy jazz... emphasis on muted trumpet ].
Standing face to face now, their lips curl into warm smiles.
Lips hover, a teasing flirtation, fingers interlace and separate.
They share a slow, warm kiss. As they kiss, her hand guides his to the side, her hand presses his against the door controls. [ and whoa, tiny hand! ] With a muted bleep, the doors slide closed. FADE TO BLACKROLL ENDING CREDITS |