FARSCAPE
"Thanks For Sharing"
Written by,
Clayvon C. Harris
This transcript provided by: Farscape Ally!
Suggestions for corrections/revisions/expansions are, as always, gratefully accepted.
Thanks for the edit, L!
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Ben Browder
Claudia Black Anthony Simcoe Gigi Edgley Paul Goddard Lani Tupu Wayne Pygram |
Commander John Crichton (1) Commander John Crichton (2) Officer Aeryn Sun Ka D'Argo Chiana Stark Crais Scorpius |
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Tammy McIntosh
Rebecca Gibney Robert Bruning Sandy Winton Linda Cropper Julianne Newbold Hunter Perske |
Jool Rinic Sarova Rinic Pralanoth Rinic Tolven Xhalax Sun Felor Bloy |
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Guest Stars Reappearing:
Linda Cropper, playing Aeryn Sun's mother, Xhalax Sun; previously appeared on Farscape as the Plokavian Inquisitor, Fento, in the Season 2, episode "The Ugly Truth". Playing a Sebacean this time around, she gets to go on screen without that cool makeup job from TUT. Hunter Perske, playing Rinic Tolven's flunky, Bloy; previously appeared on Farscape under the makeup (and partial disembowelment) of "Temmon", in the Season 2 episode, "Home On The Remains". This time Hunter gets to go up in front of the camera as a 'Sebacean cousin species', sans FX makeup, and sporting an intact torso! You go, Hunter! Writer: Clayvon C. Harris Who also wrote: | |
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Director: Ian Barry
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| PRODUCTION CREDITS: | |
| Created: | Rockne S. O'Bannon |
| Directed by: | Ian Barry |
| Written by: | Clayvon C. Harris |
| 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 |
| Director of Photography: | Russell Bacon |
| Production Designer: | Tim Ferrier |
| Music by: | Guy Gross |
| Editor: | Wayne Le Clos |
| Costume Designer: | Terry Ryan |
| Second Unit DOP: | Danny Batterham |
| Makeup/Hair Supervisor: | Jen Lamphee |
| Story Editor: | Lily Taylor |
| Script Editor: | Matt Ford |
| Production Executive: | Robert E. Wozniak |
| Voice of Rygel: | Jonathan Hardy |
| Voice of Pilot: | Lani Tupu |
| 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 Ben Browder, "Previously, on Farscape". On opening we are treated to a 'recap' of events from Episode 6, "Eat Me", which aired on April 20, 2001. That'd be approximately 6 weeks ago. The recap touches on the recovery of Talyn and Crais, as well as the entire 'twinning' process; and ends on the image of both of the Crichton's as they first see each other in the Transport Hangar of the doomed Leviathan, Rohvu. Teaser closes with standard voiceover by Ben Browder, "Now, on Farscape." And the crowd roars! COLD OPENEXT. PLANET Episode opens with a lovely CGI shot from the upper atmosphere of a planet, looking down on a large city. Panning away, we catch a glimpse of Moya and Talyn hanging in a very low orbit, presumably in the atmosphere of the planet. The long ropes of conduit swing below both leviathans, forming the umbilical connection we've seen previously in Eat Me and LGM3. INTERCUT Cut to interior, Moya. Medical/Maintenance Bay In the Maintenance/Medical Bay, Jool silently renders medical aid to an unconscious Crais, stretched out on the table. Moya lurches unexpectedly just as Jool is injecting Crais with that lovely bloody huge injector Zhaan last used to inject Teurac in LGM2. She sighs frustratedly, and addresses Pilot in his chamber over comms.
INTERCUT Cut to Crichton's Quarters, talking to Aeryn, he picks up his IASA Jacket from a pile of clothing on the shelf at the side of the room.
Camera pans quickly to Crichton standing in the open doorway of his quarters, they are identical in everyway, both still garbed in the familiar PK Black with Red&Black Vest over black tee shirt.
John crosses from the open doorway to stand next to... well-- himself.
John scowls at himself, and turns to Aeryn for backup.
John also turns to Aeryn, their next remark blending together.
Her bewildered gaze shifts from one to the other. Frustrated, she walks to the pile of clothing and retrieves an olive green shirt, tossing it to the nearest Crichton.
Crichton holds the shirt out peevishly.
Crichton frowns and slings the shirt across his shoulder.
Aeryn stalks out of the room. Crichton (2), assigned to Talyn, tosses a final remark at her retreating back (big child!). :)
INTERCUT Cut to planet surface. Rain pours down over the city scape. Looks kinda like San Francisco. Panning right, the cameras eye enters a building through a rain slicked window. Inside it's a party, or club setting. The natives all in slick black, with black hair (it's a cultural thing), other setting elements from the floor to the bar and the walls are either black or a cool blue. Circular archways indicate the exits from the room. Exotic music plays counterpoint to the exotic atmosphere, delicate, but not intrusive.
The initial discussion is heard over the murmuring voices of the club patrons, panning closer, and we get a shot of Chiana through the crowd, sitting at a table by D'Argo's shoulder. Chi, D'Argo and Rygel sit at one of the tables with an elaborately black garbed woman, her hair a large fluffy black mass, accented by neon bluegreen eyes. She's quite exotic. D'Argo's next comment reveals his distraction as he notes Chiana wander away into the crowd.
The camera notes the arrival of two native males, stopping at the bottom of the stairs at one of the entry points, they unhook long black cloaks at their throats and impatiently wait while a couple of hostesses remove them. They both seem distasteful louts, and one demonstrates this by rolling his eyes at the miniscule amount of time he had to wait for his cloak to be removed, this is Rinic Tolven, son of the planetary sovereign and current Security Director, with him is his 'flunky', Bloy. It must be 'happy hour' cause the camera cuts to Chiana at the 'free lunch' table. She selects an interesting item and pops one end into her mouth. Okay, cute Chi moment, nipping off one end of the tidbit (looks kinda like a 'gummy worm'), she eyes the crowd. She's quickly approached by the two new arrivals, Rinic Tolven, with an obvious leer on his face.
Tolven strokes Chi's lip with one gloved finger, and she gives him one of her sassy smirks and slaps his hand away.
Tolven drops an 'olive' or something down Chi's shirt, and it disappears into her cleavage.
Chiana glares at him in a 'most' unfriendly manner, but he's unfazed and grabs a pair of 'chopsticks' from the bar. D'Argo, sitting at his table, glances over and notes the 'activity'. Chiana attempts to stalk off, but Tolven's flunky, Bloy, grabs her arms and restrains her. Tolven arches his eyebrows at her attempted escape.
Chi continues to attempt to gently extract herself from the situation, looking away as Tolven gently inserts the 'chopsticks' between her breasts to 'retrieve' the object. The cameras view is blocked by the approach of another... by the closeup on the 'tentacles', we know it's D'Argo arriving. From the tone of her next comment it's hard to tell 'who' it's addressed to.
Chi struggles violently in the grasp of Bloy, and snarls at Tolven quite unhappily. D'Argo's deep voice booms out from behind Tolven as he's poised to retrieve the 'olive' from Chi's bodice.
Tolven freezes, an unbelieving look on his face at this interruption. Turning his head and seeing D'Argo, he gives him an indulgent smirk (there's something D'Argo doesn't know about him-- obviously. Obviously, D'Argo doesn't give a crap about that. ) Turning back to his loutish compatriot, they both grin at each other... guess they were lookin' for a brawl. Tolven attacks D'Argo without further preamble, but D'Argo easily blocks the back handed blow, and twists the guy's arm up behind his back... an audible creak of bones and leather, a testament to the Luxan's easy strength. Tolven groans in pain as D'Argo gives him the 'bums rush' toward the exit. Chiana attempts to break away from Bloy, but can't quite break his grip. D'Argo bitch slaps Tolven, who goes down in a heap near the steps to the exit. Turning back to Bloy and Chi, D'Argo casually strolls toward them.
Chiana almost wrests herself away from Bloy, who is too busy smirking at her efforts to notice D'Argo's approach until he gets an emphatic Luxan fist to the face. Taking a little more trouble with this one, D'Argo smacks him back against the bar before grabbing him by the collar and forcibly ejecting him from the club, tossing him on the floor by the steps. In the midst of the loud disturbance, several of the club patrons also rush toward the exits. At the table with Rygel, the exotic woman closes her sample case.
Tolven and Bloy wobble angrily to their feet.
Tolven doesn't want to give up that easily, and D'Argo has to hurl him back toward the exit. To emphasize his request, D'Argo angrily unsheaths his Qualta Blade. Pursuaded, but still very angry, Tolven gives D'Argo one final glare and a pointed finger which universally means: "I'll get you yet!", and Boris and Natasha... er, rather... Tolven and Bloy exit by the stairs as D'Argo gives them his best Luxan snarl.
The woman leaves the table and moves to the exit, passing D'Argo and Chiana on the way.
The woman stops near D'Argo and Chi, and tosses her parting comment over her shoulder to Rygel, glares at Chia and D'Argo, and stalks out.
D'Argo glances at Chi, then at Rygel. Chi also turns to Rygel, who sees this is gonna be tougher than he originally thought, and shakes his small head just slightly with a quiet sigh. 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 Crichton stands in smoke hazed air somewhere onboard Talyn. I'm gonna guess the equivalent of Hangar or Docking Bay, as Crichton has just arrived onboard and Stark is 'briefing' him on the sitch. Noting another costume change for Stark, thank god, cause he looked awful silly in that 'Astroboy' outfit. Not much better here but at least more subdued in dark brown to black outfit: boots, pants, shirt, vest, with a knee length skirted coat, open in front. Much, much better.
Crichton picks up a large case and follows after Stark. They walk and talk.
Stark slows and points the beam of his flashlight to a point low on the wall in the corridor they are walking in.
Crichton crouches, resting one knee on the deck, and places the case on the ground beside him.
Stark's statement is followed by a slight burst of inappropriate, weird laughter. ( Man, I LOVE him! hehe )
INTERCUT INT. MOYA In the Maintenance/Medical Bay, Jool continues working over Crais, passing a small scanner over his skull. Behind her, Crichton enters, now garbed in the olive green shirt Aeryn gave him. He's on the move, approaching quickly. ( Okay, and can I say here that he looks AMAZING. Does he NEED to look that good? grrrr. Oh, and, forgot to note, Jool is still wearing the Heavy Metal outfit with that awful collar. That has GOT to be uncomfortable. Does she have two necks? What? )
Jool moves around the table, leaving Crichton behind, she thinks, but he's following her. Jool stops at the table holding the UT version of a microscope.
Crichton continues to one of the shelves and starts rooting around through the vials stored there.
Crichton retrieves a small vial from the shelf and turns back toward Jool.
Crichton dangles the vial in front of her face.
Crichton gives her his best charming smile ( Combining charm and the promise of sweets... oooh, he's mean! hehe ). Jool licks her lips at the bribe and snatches the vial from his hand.
And... he leaves. Jool takes the vial back to the lab table. Standing at the lab table, her back to Crais stretched out on the table, she misses the first signs of his return to consciousness, but turns and slowly approaches him as she notices some slight moaning and heavier breathing ( uh-oh, that sounds a little suggestive... hmm ). Reaching the table she leans over him for a closer look. Without warning, Crais's arm shoots up and he grabs her by the throat, no mean feat considering that heavy collar and his condition.
Jool struggles but can't get his hand off her throat, reaching back she grabs the gigantic injector from the tray behind her and SLAMS it into his thigh. Crais screams in pain, and her scream joins with his as his grip is loosened. Camera cuts to John in the outside corridor, Jool's scream alerting him to a potential problem. He unholsters Winona, and heads back the way he came at a run, calling for assistance.
Camera cuts to the Maintenance/Medical Bay as the door swings open and John charges in.
John stops just out of arms reach and points his weapon emphatically at Crais. A somewhat confused Crais, obviously recognizes Crichton and looks toward Jool, releasing her. Her scream ceases and she gasps for breath, her hand still fisted around the huge injector, it's needle buried in Crais's thigh. Crichton eases his weapon, watching Jool recover. She lifts big green eyes to him.
She RIPS the needle out of Crais's leg, and he grunts in abrupt pain.
She turns away, and Crichton circles the table warily, watching her before turning his gaze back to Crais.
Aeryn arrives at a run, weapon held ready.
John raises his hand, palm out, signaling to her that all is well.
Getting a first glimpse at one he thought dead, Crais's stunned amazement mixed with no small amount of pain is patently clear.
Aeryn returns his gaze, and there is no emotional detachment there either. ( Odd-- it 'may' be that she's surprised at the intensity of his emotion. I know I was. ) Crichton is there, of course, to witness this exchange. ( And this is a smart guy, remember. ) These are not your 'typical' Peacekeepers, ex- or otherwise.
Crais reaches to the back of his neck, clasping the neural link there. His concern for Talyn also very apparent.
Aeryn moves to stand beside Crais, opposite to the side Crichton is standing.
Crais lets his head drop to the table, but continues holding his hand to the back of his neck, touching his connection to Talyn.
John slowly approaches Crais, ending leaning over him.
Crais turns to look at Aeryn.
John looks up at Aeryn and her gaze shifts, meeting his over Crais' body. They both look grim. INTERCUT INT. Office of the Planetary Security Director Back on the planet, Rygel attempts to use his skills to smooth over the 'little incident' between D'Argo and the Security Director. Tolven stands, leaning against a rain streaked window, behind his father, the sovereign ruler of the planet, Rinic Pralanoth. A woman, Rinic Sarova, his daughter, stands at his side as they listen to Rygel.
Tolven leaves the window, taking a few steps down to the floor, to stand beside his father.
Rygel chuckles and glides his throne sled across the room, eyeing a large aquarium/tank.
Rygel closely examines an odd looking creature perched on a 'float' inside the tank. He grunts slightly as the creature flicks an appendage and slides into the water.
Pralanoth cuts off the debate between his son and daughter, aka; belligerence and reason.
Tolven leans over Rygel, smirking in his pleasure.
INTERCUT INT. MOYA Maintenance/Medical Bay John and Aeryn maintain their positions on either side of Crais, still stretched out on the table. Aeryn leans against a small table, and John sits a small distance away on another table, his arms crossed, body language exuding skepticism.
Having spoken almost exclusively to Crichton, Crais abruptly relaxes on the table.
Crais raises his head slightly, reaching back to the transponder. He's beaten, bloody, and weary, but determined to get his point across, and be believed.
A holographic display bursts to life above their heads. Holographic representations of a very large ship, and Talyn float in the air as Crais speaks.
The holo display depicts the events as Crais describes them, Aeryn moves in for a closer look.
The 'icon' representing Talyn in the holodisplay, breaks away and drops out of the image, and the holodisplay ends.
Speaking thoughtfully, Aeryn returns to Crais's side.
Struggling just to sit up, and failing miserably, the weakend Crais falls back on the table.
INTERCUT EXT. PLANET Man, lovely CGI of the planet surface, dismal rain continues falling ( what is it with the rain constantly? ), and we see the Transport Pod perched on a 'sky walk' high above the clouds. The spires of city buildings also rise above the clouds. ( This is a common vision of the future. Living in such incredible high rises that you'd need an oxygen mask just to leave the house! Too much exposition, Shush! hehe ) Beautiful work.
Cut to interior of the Transport Pod as Rygel glides into the Pilot's chamber.
Cut to interior of another Club/Bar scene. Chiana is makin' nice with the natives while D'Argo briefs Rygel.
INTERCUT INT. MOYA Maintenance/Medical Bay Crais, slightly disoriented ( and so am I, a familiar shot that I'm used to seeing Crichton in, camera is close on Crais's face, an upside down view -- weird ).
Aeryn turns from a control station in the Maintenance Bay.
Aeryn steps closer to him.
Crais lifts his right hand, a small data chip in it, he takes it in his left hand and offers it to Aeryn. Only delaying briefly, she accepts it from him and moves back to the control station, inserting the chip. Another holo display bursts to life in the air above her head. The display is a barracks setting, seven single bunks placed evenly on either side of a long narrow room, a large PK symbol decorates the floor. Each bunk holds a small shape. A lone woman walks down the narrow corridor between the feet of the bunks, approaching the last bunk on the right wall.
The woman kneels beside the bunk.
In the bunk a young dark haired girl sits up, her wide gray/blue eyes taking in this stranger. The child Aeryn, can be no more than 5 or 6 cycles old.
Caught up in her own memory as she watches it unfold before her, Aeryn nods her understanding as she must have as a child.
The holo display ends, Aeryn slowly recovers, but her surprise and confusion are apparent.
Aeryn starts slightly as a hand appears on her shoulder. Turning her head, she ( and we ) are surprised by his silent arrival at her side.
A short nod; she's still grappling with turbulent emotions and an immeasurable depth of surprise.
Crais removes the chip from the control station and presses it gently into her hand, curling her fingers over it.
Crais seems reluctant to share this next information, reluctant to hurt her, perhaps ( But this is a powerful, intelligent man who's risen quite high in Peackeeper Hierarchy, and despite circumstance, has an agenda of his own. There's more than just 'surface' to him... important not to be decieved. Very interesting, deep, characterization. I love him! Hey, and verrry nice lookin'. )
Surprized again, Aeryn's gaze unconsciously darts back to the area where the holo display had hovered. END ACT IACT IIINT. Moya Crichton's Quarters Taking a couple of 'wicked' looking instruments in hand, Jool taps the very pointed tips of the instruments together, and lets Crichton know what she's come for.
Crichton eyes her warily from where he's sitting, as she circles around behind him.
Jool makes a quick move toward his posterior, and he slides quickly away from her.
Crichton pulls up the short sleeve of his green shirt.
Jool makes a practiced lunged, jabbing one of her 'sample gathering' tools expertly into her desired target. Crichton yelps as he sprints away and to his feet.
Jool smirks sweetly and Crichton manages to avoid rubbing his 'sampled' area.
INTERCUT PLANET SURFACE Security Director's Office Bloy and 'his' flunky enter the Security Director's office to report to Tolven. Interior decoration of the office is highly inspired by 'bubble wrap'.
Bloy, the flunky and Tolven all cross the room. Bloy activates a control and a section of the wall moves, extending a large wire 'partition' across the room. INTERCUT INT. TALYN Crichton is working on Talyn's systems with a cool little red tech tool, complete with bleeps and flashing light. Stark burst in with unhappy news.
Crichton cuts off Stark's rant, waving the blinking tech tool in front of Stark's face, he chants a 'hypnotic' message to distract him.
Crichton returns the tool/sensor to his work.
Crichton's possible response is cut off as Talyn lurches, buffetted by a heavy explosion. Cut to Maintenance/Medical Bay on board Moya, Aeryn and Crais stagger heavily against the control console as the vessel is rocked by a heavy explosion. Cut to exterior planetary atmosphere. Moya and Talyn hanging low in the hazy atmosphere, as streaks of light from the surface arc upward and 'explode' in close proximity to both ships. Cut to Crichton's Quarters on Moya. As the explosions rock Moya, Jool is tossed shrieking onto Crichton's bed before flopping onto the floor. Crichton lurches out the open door and into the passage as the concussion shockwave topples the chess pieces on the board just inside his quarters.
Cut to Pilot.
Cut to Crichton in Moya's corridor, keying open a passage doorway.
Cut to Jool cowering on the floor in Crichton's Quarters.
Cut to Crichton and Stark on Talyn, heading toward Command.
Cut to Pilot.
Cut back to Talyn.
Cut to Crais and Aeryn on Moya.
Crais staggers into Aeryn under the shockwave of another explosion. Cut to Crichton, arriving on the Command aboard Moya.
Indeed the foward portal reveals little more than a hazy mist. Crichton crosses to the forward control console. Cut to Pilot.
Cut to Crichton looking up and out Moya's forward portal.
The explosion flares across the forward portal and the resulting shockwave knocks Crichton from his feet. Cut to Ext. Atmosphere shot, rain pours down between the two Leviathans, the umbilical connection between them is holding. Cut to Int. Talyn. Crichton and Stark enter quickly as the doors slide open. Stark slows and stops, raising his hand in reverence.
From the weapons console, Crichton looks angrily back at Stark and abruptly grabs him, dragging him toward the console.
Crichton abandons Stark to his meditative 'trance' and tries for help elsewhere.
Cut to Crais.
Cut to Crichton on Talyn.
Cut to Crais.
Crais reaches, one handed, to the neural transponder on the back of his neck. Cut to Crichton on Talyn.
Cut to exterior atmosphere shot, the two Leviathans linked by the umbilical in the pouring rain.
Cut to Crichton on Moya.
Cut to Crichton on Talyn.
Cut to Crais and Aeryn aboard Moya. Crais concentrates on the neural link between he and Talyn. Cut to Security Director's Office on the planet.
Tolven receives this news with a great deal of surprise. Sarova turns to look out the large window, observing as Talyn decends over the city, headed directly at the Director's office window.
Cut to Crais, concentrating deeply, now with both hands on the neural transponder.
Cut to Talyn as his main gun rises from it's housing and settles in place, aimed directly toward the Security Director's window. Cut to Security Director's office as a comms image of Crichton aboard Talyn appears inside the 'security grid'.
Pralanoth glides in his 'high-tech' wheelchair, to the security grid and engages a control.
Pralanoth engages another contol and addresses Crichton over the comms channel.
The communication is abruptly terminated. INTERCUT PLANET SURFACE The Office of the Security Director Pralanoth introduces his bureaucratic offspring, as Crichton strolls into the office, resplended in his regular full PK Black.
Crichton eyes Tolven coldly.
With a slight signal, Tolven's flunkies grab Crichton, pinning his arms.
The flunkies march him toward the tank at the back of the room.
His chest pressed none too gently against the side of the tank, he looks involuntarily-- down into the water with some trepedation, mixed with a dash of curiosity.
It's leap from the tank to Crichton's face is accompanied by a great splash of water, drenching Crichton. The 'critter', crablike in nature, clings to his face with four spindly legs.
The 'critter' scuttles across his face, settling it's body against his head, it's four long clawlike legs clinging to his face.
The 'lobster' growls and hisses quietly from atop Crichton's head.
Holding Crichton immobile with one hand, Bloy strokes the 'critter' gently with his other hand.
Crichton *must* be getting Natira flashbacks as he watches the wicked looking spike on the tip of the critters prehensile 'neck', waving back-and-forth in front of his eyes.
The 'critter' hisses, it's 'spike' lingering just above his eyes.
INTERCUT INT. TALYN Aeryn and Crais enter Talyn's Command.
INTERCUT PLANET SURFACE Refreshment House Inside, D'Argo, Chi and John discuss options.
Crichton takes a seat beside D'Argo, quiet music plays in the background.
Chiana places a drink on the table in front of D'Argo, circling the table she sits beside D'Argo as he picks up the glass and Crichton continues grousing.
A 'waitress' approaches Crichton and hands him a long, black, shiny cylinder that bleeps and whirs. Crichton holds the whirring cylinder out gently, turning to a bemused look on Chiana and D'Argo.
Chiana grins. Standing, she grasps one end of the cylinder, twisting slightly until it clicks and reforms into a 'very' shallow 'V' shape.
Cut to Sarova in the Security Director's Office.
Cut to Crichton.
Crichton hasn't used a 'phone' in quite some time, he holds it away like it's a dead fish and leans forward slightly to speak into it. Cut to Sarova in the Security Director's Office, she holds her phone like a... well, like a phone.
Cut to Crichton.
Cut to Sarova.
Cut to Crichton, holding the phone out, likely so everyone can overhear the conversation. He glances to D'Argo and Chiana, gauging what they might think about this contact.
Sarova twists her 'phone', disengaging the call. Cut to Crichton, handing off the 'phone'.
INTERCUT PLANET SURFACE Refreshment House Service Corridor Crichton steps into the empty corridor. At the far end, rain pounds down onto the exposed surface. Behind him, two cloaked figures step into the corridor from a side passage, Crichton signals them back. Reluctantly, D'Argo and Chi conceal themselves again in the side passage. Shortly thereafter, another figure approaches from the downpour, decidedly feminine and slinking toward him under the shelter of an 'umbrella'.
Sarova engages a control and the door slides open. INTERCUT PLANET SURFACE INT. Refreshment House Crichton sits at the bar while Sarova stands behind it, preparing the drinks.
As they talk, the camera pulls back through a 'vent grid' to reveal an alien presence. It's long fingered, reddish, and definately alien hand presses a large glop of red goo to the grid. The goo oozes through the grid and plops to the floor.
The 'red goo' tumbles quietly across the floor.
Sarova moves to the seat beside Crichton, placing his drink before him.
Cut to alien hand holding a glop of blue 'goo'. Dropping the goo onto a table inside the refreshment house, the goo drops and tumbles quietly across the floor as well.
Cut to the blob of red goo as it continues to tumble across the floor of the Refreshment House. Neither Crichton nor Sarova are aware of the 'goo-like' intruders on their conversation.
Sarova slings one slinky, black latex thigh-high clad leg ( whew ) over Crichton's. Her inner thigh caressing his. Crichton's only 'mildly' uncomfortable.
Crichton glances down at her leg, then back to her eyes.
Cut to the red goo rolling merrily along the floor, making a turn around the edge of the bar.
Well aware of this not so subtle 'seduction', Crichton's eyes don't really know 'where' to look.
On the floor behind the bar, the two blobs of goo-- red and blue-- have 'found' each other, and rolling toward each other... begin to merge.
Over Sarova's shoulder ( she's so close, that's the only 'harmless' place he *can* look ) Crichton notes this unusual phenomena as Sarova rattles on.
Sarova is slightly distracted as Crichton stands to get a better look.
The merged blue/red goo begins to swell and glow and Crichton, unceremoniously shoves Sarova to the floor, diving in the opposite direction himself as a powerful explosion rocks the house. The fx and camera are astounding as they show the initiation of the blast four times in rapid succession. The blast so close, only the bar can possibly save them. END ACT IIACT IIIPLANET SURFACE INT. Refreshment House The remains of the Refreshment House are a smoke filled ruin. Lying on his side on the debris strewn floor Crichton calls out for his companion in a weak, pain soaked voice.
D'Argo and Chiana enter the Refreshment House, running down the stairs and across the room, crouching by Crichton's side.
D'Argo immediately examines the jagged length of metal that pierces Crichton's left thigh. Fearing the worst, Crichton groans a harsh command to his friends, which is promptly ignored.(What's that BB said about how John's friends never listening to a damn thing he says? :) )
D'Argo grasps the length of metal firmly in hand and YANKS it out of Crichton's leg, it looks as if a good 3-4 inches of metal were buried there... Crichton shouts an agonized groan, his eyes slowly rolling back into his head as he struggles to remain conscious.
Cut to the Service Corridor behind the bombed out Refreshment House. D'Argo carries Crichton slung in his arms, Chiana hurries behind.
Cut to bombed out Refreshment House. Sarova lies prone on the debris littered floor, she is perhaps also gravely injured, but notes the approach of 'someone'.
The shadow of the 'someone' falls across her body, and we hear an unpleasant hissing sound. Sarova stiffens slightly, her eyes going blank, perhaps dead. INTERCUT INT. MOYA Hangar Bay to Maintenance/Medical Bay D'Argo carries Crichton through the opening Hangar Bar doors, into the Medical Bay where Jool waits to lend her assistance. She's surprised at Crichton's condition.
D'Argo Loads Crichton's unconscious form onto the table in the Medical Bay, until recently occupied by Crais. Jool is not moving 'fast enough' for D'Argo.
With a minor 'distressed screech', Jool begins to tend to Crichton. Cut to Aeryn as she heads at good speed toward the medical bay. Encountering Chiana in the passage, she slows to a stop to get the news Chi's on her way to give her.
Cut to Medical Bay. D'Argo watches over Jool's shoulder as she works on Crichton's leg wound, which is partially covered with a large green blood soaked cloth.
Jool shuts off the device she was using to close the wound.
While Jool unreels the facts of blood doning to D'Argo, Aeryn and Crichton arrive.
Aeryn turns a surprised look on Crichton, who moves slowly forward, sliding onto a table by Crichton's head.
The Twins eye each other, silently, and very briefly, while Jool sets up for the transfusion.
Cut to close on the blood transfuser as it draws Crichton's blood, and transfers it directly to Crichton. ( No. that's not confusing at ALL! ) Cut to Ext. Planet Atmosphere. Another lovely CGI of Talyn and Moya joined by the umbilical cabling. It's STILL raining. Cut to Crichton's Quarters. Crichton is laid out on his fur covered bed ( I love this faux fur so much more than the gold sheet thing ), as Jool enters slowly, her tone is very warm and teasing as she crosses the room.
Jool sits on the edge of the bed, smiling slightly down on him.
Crichton's beaten, bloodied and downright weary. His tone is flat, far from the normally animated and occassionally manic Crichton we all know and love. An odd black 'bandage' covers the ugly gash over his left eyebrow.
Crichton crosses the room and leans against the shelf in front of the oddly shaped mirror.
INTERCUT PLANET SURFACE Office of the Security Director Pralanoth, Tolven and Sarova discuss events of the prior evening. Tolven grills Sarova, suspecting plotting of some type.
Tolven scoffs prettily, demonstrating his disbelief.
Tolven makes a minute movement to accomodate her request.
Whatever Tolven may have argued is cut off by Crichton's arrival.
Crichton enters strutting, full of ebullent good humor and running a gigantic bluff. ( The black jacket he wears over the green shirt is remarkably familiar in cut to the S1 PK Jacket he wore in the final four, sans the ranking tabs on the epaulette over the right shoulder.) Taking a look at the raging storm outside the window, he adds to his greeting.
Crichton turns his head to get a good look at the critter in it's tank, before heading toward the gathered Rinics.
Crichton sits in the chair next to Sarova, and across the table from Pralanoth and Tolven.
Crichton gets an eyefull of the battered Sarova, a long gash on her right cheek. His portrayal of 'shocked surprise' is as thin as tissue paper, but he doesn't have to convince them with words... his disguise is impenetrable.
Pralanoth glares at Tolven.
Crichton sighs in annoyance and standing, strides with purpose to the 'critter's tank.
Crichton hauls said critter out of the tank and strides back toward the table of Rinicks.
Stopping on the other side of the table, facing Pralanoth, and laughing gleefully, Crichton plops the critter on his head, and rants on in a fairly unsettling manner. ( And on anyone else, this would just look damn silly, wearing a crab as a hat, but BB just SELLS it! )
Thoughout this 'testimony' the Stranit remains completely non-reactive, as *this* particular Crichton is, of course, *not* lying. Removing the 'critter' from his head, he places it gently down on the table. Both Tolven and Sarova look fairly perplexed, although for different reasons. Crichton's 'good humor' vanishes, and he becomes 'deadly serious'.
INTERCUT INT. Moya Crichton's Quarters Crichton, still on the bed, swings his feet to the floor, but he's still slightly unsteady and weak.
Crichton walks across the room as Aeryn enters, and sits on the bed.
Crichton slowly shrugs into his red and black vest.
Slinging his belt around his hips, he snaps the closure at his waist, the pulse pistol holster dangling loosely.
Crichton finishes securing the pulse pistol holster to his thigh, glancing up at Aeryn.
Crichton crosses the room and sits carefully on the bed beside Aeryn.
INTERCUT INT. TALYN Chiana, Stark and Rygel arrive with a storage box filled with clear bags containing a red granular substance.
Stark rips open one of the bags and starts pouring the contents over the exposed conduits on Talyn's bulkhead, while Chiana yanks Rygel out of his throne sled and moves to shove him into a small dark hole at the base of the wall, amidst his voluble protests.
Chiana shoves him into the hole.
Rygel continued complaints are muffled by the walls. Stark tosses Chi a couple bags of chromextin, and she shoves them into the conduit after Rygel. Meanwhile, cut to Crais who is showing signs that he shouldn't have left the Medical Bay just yet. Cut back to Rygel and Chi, Rygel pokes his head out of the conduit.
Cut back to Crais, he looks like hell.
Crias gestures weakly instead of answering. Chiana rips open another bag and begins applying chromextin to exposed wires also. Crais wobbles unsteadily and moans in pain, shortly Talyn begins shuddering. Crais groans under an increasing level of pain, falling against the wall. Talyn's shuddering increases.
Chiana stops pouring the chromextin, looking at Crais in confusion, she glances at the bag in her hand ( smart girl! )
Dropping the bag she quickly kneels beside him as he slides to the floor, his pain filled groans continue. Stark also abandons tending to Talyn and kneels at Crais' side.
Crais's groans, turn to screams of agony.
END ACT IIIACT IVINT. TALYN Rygel hovers over Crais' shoulder as he sits recovering on Talyn's deck, Crais gently entends his hand, unconciously attempting to ease Crais' pain.
Crais reacts quickly, snatching Stark's hand and holding it away from his head
INTERCUT INT. Moya Medical/Maintenance Bay Chi watches Jool examine a sample of the chromextin under the 'microscope'. Behind them, Aeryn packs a large black bag, her long gun slung across her back.
Jool heads toward the exit, but Crichton, entering with his packed IASA bag slung over his shoulder, intercepts her and steers her back to the lab table.
Cut to Pilot.
Cut to Crichton and Aeryn.
Cut to Pilot.
Cut back to Aeryn and Crichton, Aeryn heads toward the opening Hangar Bay doors, Crichton following.
Chiana rips open a bag and hands it to Jool. Jool messily pours the contents into a large open pipe on Moya's bulkhead.
Cut to Aeryn and John aboard the Transport Pod. They are both somber, Crichton doubly so (no pun intended).
Aeryn manipulates some of the lovely Piloting controls.
INTERCUT PLANET SIDE INT. Security Director's Office Crichton and D'Argo are *visiting* the Security Director and his dad. True to Crichton's 'premonition', John is enormously cranked off. A serious disturbance is just developing as we join the scene, Dad glides to the security system as Tolven takes a clumsy swing at Crichton. Crichton defly avoids it and hurls Tolven toward the desk.
The security grid slides out of the wall, and dad makes a move to activate an alarm, but D'Argo, standing on the opposite side of the grid points an emphatic Qualta Rifle at him to discourage such action.
Tolven launches himself at Crichton again, and is hurled face down on the table for his trouble. Crichton's in a towering rage, and pulls his weapon, pressing the muzzle against the back of Tolven's neck, while doing his best to grind his face into the shiny black surface of the table.
Crichton hauls Tolven up off the table and marches him to the 'critter tank'.
Shoving Tolven's head over the tank, the Stranit immediately leaps out and clings to Tolven's face. Crichton marches him to the security grid.
Crichton shoves Tolven's head (graced with the crablike Stranit perched on top ) through one of the wide gaps in the grid. It's a gorgeous picture!
The Stranit is calmly complaisant atop Tolven's head. Crichton shoots an angry glance at Pralanoth.
Crichton turns his attention back to Tolven, changing tactics slightly.
Tolven stiffens at what was merely a rhetorical statement, brought on by Crichton's frustration. Sensing the change in Tolven, Crichton pursues the line of 'questioning'.
The Stranit quivers and chitters as Tolven maintains an uneasy silence.
Tolven doesn't answer, and continues to try to free himself from Crichton's hold.
The Stranit reacts to this last statement by burying the sharp spike at the end of it's 'neck' between Tolven's eyes. Tolven slumps forward, his head hanging limply, red blood pouring from the wound.
Crichton holsters his weapon, and he departs without comment, D'Argo following. Cut to EXT. Planet Atmosphere -- Moya and Talyn, still connected by the umbilical in the rainy atmosphere. Lovely CGI. Cut to INT. Talyn
Crais turns as Aeryn enters Command
Crais sees Crichton has accompanied her, and quickly turns back to the console in front of him, bending forward slightly.
Talyn's familiar electronic 'bleeping' reassures Crais that he is 'back among the living'. Crais smiles warmly ( amazing )
Cut to INT. Security Director's office -- the Stranit clings to the wall, no one has bothered to put it back in it's tank or remove the blood from it's spike, poor lil critter. ( Okay, and that's the last time I have to type "Stranit", whew. )
Sarova pulls herself up from her wheelchair to face her father.
Sarova goes from gently stroking her father's grief stricken face, to 'yanking' the breathing tube from his breast plate. Casually she drops the tube to the ground, and smashes Bloy across the throat. Both men go down gasping, while she struts over to the security grid, no sign of her earlier injuries remain. At the grid, she activates a control.
Cut to Moya -- Crichton and D'Argo run onto Command, joining Chiana.
Moya is rocked by an explosion, light from the blast washing though the portal. Cut to Talyn -- the ship is rocked by the blast.
Cut to Pilot --
Cut to Talyn --
Cut to Pilot --
Cut to Talyn --
Cut to EXT Planet Atmosphere -- The umbilical detaches from Talyn's belly, and retracts slowly into Moya's as both ships begin to ascend, exiting the planet atmosphere into open space.
Cut to Moya Command -- Chiana, D'Argo and Crichton wait.
Cut to Pilot --
Cut to Talyn Command --
Cut to EXT. Space -- the red and white of Talyn's Starburst effect signals his escape. Cut to Pilot --
Cut to Moya Command --
Crichton and D'Argo brace slightly against the console. Cut to EXT. Space -- The blue/white of Moya's Starburst effect signals her departure. Cut to EXT. Space, Planetary Approach -- The curve of the planet is slightly blotted out by the approach of the large Peacekeeper Vigilante, it's shape recognizable from Talyn's holo display. The ship is preceded into orbit by two Prowlers, and tailed by a third. Cut to Planet Surface -- Gorgeous CGI of a dark rain swamped city scape, panning down to a city street. Camera pans right to view Sarova through a rain slicked window. She leans heavily against the window. She pants slightly, her body twitching slightly, the twitches building to convulsions. Her eyes roll back slightly and we get a glimpse of a very alien form 'inside' her body. Cut to City Street -- A sole pedestrian in rain jacket and hat, with a white object tucked under his arm. He can see Sarova through a glass panel at the end of the walkway, she staggers about as if being assaulted, but she is alone. Creepy fx as her head is weirdly distended as if something 'inside' wants out. Abruptly her form snaps to that of something larger and vastly more alien. Sarova's 'dress' drifts quickly to the ground. The unwitting pedestrian, now directly outside the glass panel witnesses this final transformation, his eyes goggle in disbelief. The large red clawed hand bursts through the glass siezing on said innocent pedestrians throat, while the remainder of the alien's body ( very 'Aliens' like, only red ) bursts through the glass. The 'pedestrian' is hurled back down the passage. The alien opens it's long many toothed snout ( red crocodile? ) and snarls. Cut to the semi-sheltered street. Another raincloaked figure holding a pulse rifle at ready position, walks briskly toward the scene.
The red croc stands from examining his hapless victim.
Ooooh, close on said woman. It's Aeryn's mum; Xhalax Sun.
Xhalax turns to leave.
She turns and eyes him amiably.
She turns again and stalks off, the alien following. END ACT IVEPILOGUEINT. Moya Crichton's Quarters Crichton stalks around his quarters, in a pretty rage. D'Argo hangs in the background, trying to talk him out of a foul mood. ( At this point I could forego the Crichton (1) and (2) thing, but I guess I'll continue it to it's logical conclusion. )
D'Argo holds up the black PK Captain's jacket ( remember no epaulette, or rank tabs though ), like it's a prize on 'The Price Is Right' -- Crichton snatches it out of his hands and tosses it down, continuing to stalk around the room searching for missing objects.
( oh yeah, there's the 'logical' John we know and love ) Completely angry, Crichton sits at the table, unscrewing the top of a 'thermos' container.
D'Argo stands behind his friend, as Crichton discovers the damn thermos thing is empty. He screws the top back on, knocking over a few chess pieces as a bonus.
In a full-on snit, Crichton sweeps all the chesspieces over, knocking the two glasses and the frelling empty 'thermos' to the ground in the process.
Camera cuts UP to close on D'Argo.
Camera cuts DOWN to close on Crichton, he raises one angry finger ( stop that! The index finger! ), not turning to face D'Argo.
INTERCUT INT. Talyn, Command
Rygel hovers away.
Stark approaches quickly, pointing both fingers at Rygel's face ( index! index! )
Cut to Aeryn and Crichton in another part of Talyn ( damn sets haven't been finished.. :) ) They both have settled their packed bags on a shelf.
Crichton is walking slowly away from her, examining his surroundings, pretty much doing everything except looking directly at Aeryn. His energy level is very depressed. ( Is it just me, or is 'this' Crichton not adjusting as well as his 'brother'? )
Once there's about ten feet between them, he turns to face her.
Aeryn gives him a slight smile, and a small humorless laugh.
Aeryn approaches him, closing the distance between them.
Aeryn shakes her head slowly, that wry smile still on her lips.
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