BLAKE'S 7
44. "Animals"
by Allan Prior
(c) 1981 by the British Broadcasting Corporation. Series created by
Terry Nation. This is a partial dialogue transcript for research
purposes and is not for sale under any circumstances. Format (c) 1993
by Micky DuPree and David Skerrett.
Dramatis Personae
Kerr Avon
Vila Restal
Servalan
Del Tarrant
Dayna Mellanby
Soolin
Orac
Slave
Justin
Captain
Borr
Ardus
Og
[Flight deck of Scorpio]
TARRANT: I only hope your mad scientist is going to be worth the trouble.
DAYNA: Nothing mad about Justin. At least there wasn't, the last time
I saw him.
TARRANT: Oh? And when was that?
DAYNA: Oh, he was a friend of my father's, and one of the specialist
tutors who visited us for a while to help educate me.
TARRANT: I don't envy him that job. Will he remember you?
DAYNA: [Looks up] I should hope so.
TARRANT: Slave, confirm preset orbit approach to Bucol Two.
SLAVE: Yes sir. Er, we're on the correct orbit approach to Bucol Two
and are now within teleport range of the desired coordinates.
TARRANT: Ready for teleport.
DAYNA: Ready as I'll ever be.
TARRANT: Set.
DAYNA: Set.
TARRANT: Good luck.
[Dayna teleports to the surface of Bucol Two. Looks around]
DAYNA: [Into bracelet] Scorpio. Down safe.
TARRANT: [Voice over] Right, standing by. Let me know when you make
contact.
DAYNA: Right, out.
SLAVE: I'm sorry to bother you, sir.
TARRANT: Yes, what is it?
SLAVE: I had detected federation pursuit ships.
TARRANT: Danya, respond please. Danya, can you hear me?. Slave,
check for malfunction.
SLAVE: I can find no trace of one, sir.
[On planet's surface, Dayna looks around and sees an animal
following her]
TARRANT: Danya.
SLAVE: Sir, I would draw your attention to Federation ships in line
astern approaching on bearing one six zero.
TARRANT: That's a bit sudden, isn't it?
SLAVE: Plasma bolts released and running.
TARRANT: Yes, it is a bit sudden!
SLAVE: Estimated time to impact, twenty four seconds.
TARRANT: Course for evasion.
SLAVE: Vector zero three five.
TARRANT: Zero three five, all drives on, all maximum. Hit it!
SALVE: Second salvo released and running, sir.
TARRANT: Evasion course.
SLAVE: Oh, er...
TARRANT: Come on, come on!
SLAVE: Try zero seven two.
TARRANT: Zero seven two it is.
[Explosions on the flight deck, Tarrant is dazed]
SLAVE: Sir, the third ship has fired its salvo. Impact in twenty two
seconds. I suggest course zero two three, soon.
TARRANT: Urh, what? Right, zero two three.
[Scorpio is hit again.]
DAYNA: Who, what are you?
[Animal growls, other animals appear from the trees.]
[Dayna fires at animals, they run away.]
[Scorpio deck is smoke filled.]
TARRANT: Slave, give me a course for base.
SLAVE: Course for base one three four. I repeat one three four.
TARRANT: I have it.
SLAVE: Sorry, sir.
TARRANT: And don't keep saying your sorry.
SLAVE: Sorry, sir.
TARRANT: Don't! What the hell. Preliminary damage survey, Slave.
SLAVE: Main teleport system is damaged to a degree as yet unspecified.
Navigation systems register first warning of malfunction.
Main detectors show fifty percent is functional. Further damage
is under assessment.
TARRANT: A mess, in fact.
SLAVE: Yes, I'm sorry, sir.
TARRANT: So am I, Slave. Coming to one three four.
[Dayna is chased by the animals, runs to a bunker]
JUSTIN: Danya! In here, quick!
DAYNA: Justin, it is good ---
JUSTIN: One moment. Go into the lab. [Turns on display. Animal on
screen.] Go into the bunker, Og. Go to your quarters. There is
food there. Food, Og. Go and eat the food. It is waiting for
you. [Turns off display. To Dayna] My work, as you see. Here,
let me take those slides. They're rather important. Now, have
you recovered or can I offer you a stimulant?
DAYNA: Oh, no, no, no. I'm fine now. Thank you for rescuing me, but
... what are those animals?
JUSTIN: In good time. Here, let me look at you. [Chuckles] My little
pupil Dayna, lovelier than ever. Still playing with your
guns, Dayna?
DAYNA: They were never toys. Even less so, now.
JUSTIN: Do sit down. You know, I'd...I'd no idea you were still alive.
Most of my pupils of your time are...are dead, perished in the
Galactic War. That war was a terrible, terrible mistake.
DAYNA: I had to kill two of the animals.
JUSTIN: Ah. Pity. Still the warrior, hmm? Look, do have a stimulant.
It's just adrenalin and soma, I'm afraid. I drink ... rather
a lot of it here on my own.
DAYNA: Your the only one working here?
JUSTIN: The only human working here, yes. I'm training the animals to
work of course, but its slow. Very slow. I've got them right
physically, you see, but its the psychology that's difficult.
What they want to do is exist; however, I'm trying brain implants and
so on but they hate it, it's...it's painful. That's why they
rebelled and broke out.
DAYNA: The most developed ones?
JUSTIN: Yeah. Oh, they'll come back in. They have just enough intelligence
not to starve.
DAYNA: So you're experimenting on them by genetic restructuring and
transplants.
JUSTIN: I am a genetic engineer, among other things. Or had you
forgotten? I learned the surgery later. Having a lot of success
too.
DAYNA: You are making a new race of animals - or humans. Why?
JUSTIN: Ah well, I can't tell you all my secrets, can I, Danya?
It's nice to see you. You look very well. I would say beautiful
but I'm a scientist and we're supposed to be short on emotion
and that sort of thing, aren't we? But I will say you look
quite beautiful, my -- [Justin looks at the video monitor Dayna is
looking at.] Admiring the work?
DAYNA: I thinks it's disgusting.
AVON: [Voice over] Absolutely not, maintain your present course, abandon
Dayna, keep running for base and bring that ship back. It will
take us quite long enough to repair the damage you have already
done.
TARRANT: What do you mean, the damage I've done.
[Animals fight amongst themselves]
[Danya and Justin watch a video monitor as an animal gets trapped]
JUSTIN: Once it's given up - good - the others will soon follow, all except
Og. He's had one extra transplant. Oh, but I forgot you find all
this disgusting.
DAYNA: Yes, I do.
JUSTIN: If life is to go on, homo sapiens that is, we have to do
these things.
DAYNA: What are you doing it for?
JUSTIN: I can't tell you, not yet. Now, you sent a message you wanted to
see me. Are you a refugee or what? I could offer you a job
here helping me, but I don't think you would take it, would you?
DAYNA: No, I wouldn't.
JUSTIN: Oh pity, I could do with some help.
DAYNA: Scorpio. [Into bracelet] Scorpio, this is Dayna, come in please.
Tarrant, respond please.
JUSTIN: I can't help you either, the animals smashed my transmitter
system when they broke out. All I've got left is my intercom.
Anyway, tell me about yourself.
DAYNA: Well, I'm one of a small group fighting the Federation.
We've got a base, we're gathering equipment and we're looking
for allies. We're also trying to recruit experts... specialists in
relevant fields.
JUSTIN: Relevant to what?
DAYNA: The eventual destruction of the Federation.
JUSTIN: Relevant to war in fact.
DAYNA: Possibly.
JUSTIN: Unless the federation have become pacifists, it has to be war.
DAYNA: If they were pacifists, the problem wouldn't exist.
JUSTIN: And it is a problem for which you see yourselves as the solution.
DAYNA: We are lead by a man called Avon. He thinks we need someone
like you. We'll be going into radioactive areas from time to
time and that is your field, or it was.
JUSTIN: It still is.
DAYNA: Avon thinks it might also be possible to use genetic engineering
techniques to synthesise a drug we need.
JUSTIN: For what?
DAYNA: Protection. Against a pacification drug the Federation use.
JUSTIN: I once worked for the Federation.
DAYNA: Did you?
JUSTIN: Yes. And I liked their proposition even less than I like yours.
Of course, if you wanted to stay on your own, that would
be different.
DAYNA: Would it?
JUSTIN: Yes. You know it would.
[Servalan on her ship looking at the main console screen]
SERVALAN: What is all that.
CAPTAIN: One of our pursuit units engaged an unidentified planet hopper.
They refused to obey a stand and be searched order and the pursuit
commander opened fire.
SERVALAN: Why all the interest? What's one civilian cargo ship more or less?
CAPTAIN: It turned out to be more than just an ordinary cargo ship. They
estimated its initial acceleration at time distort twelve.
Plasma bolts slowed it up but not by much. That planet hopper
left our pursuit ships for dead.
SERVALAN: Did they give chase.
CAPTAIN: They lost it around here.
SERVALAN: Where did they first see it?
CAPTAIN: Here, in the region of Bucol Two.
[Servalan walks to her seat]
SERVALAN: What do we know about that planet?
CAPTAIN: Intelligence appraisal. [Captain picks up record] It's out of date
Commissioner Sleer. It's before the galactic war.
SERVALAN: Never mind, what does it say?
CAPTAIN: Bucol Two's planet was abandoned after mineral deposits were
exhausted. Not used again until six years before the war.
SERVALAN: When it was used for what?
CAPTAIN: Doesn't say, just a footnote, refer code W secret, planet
designated an experimental area, budget twenty million credits,
security code double X.
SERVALAN: Any more?
CAPTAIN: Scientific experimental area developed further during the war,
but the work was then abandoned. Which point presumably the planet
was abandoned too.
SERVALAN: Never presume anything, Captain. As I recall, code double-X means
nothing is recorded.
CAPTAIN: There is certainly nothing down here about the work they were doing.
SERVALAN: And there won't be anything anywhere else, but they were there on
Bucol Two towards the end of the war and they spent twenty million
credits on whatever it was.
CAPTAIN: A new weapon?
SERVALAN: Does it give any other information? The names of the principal
scientific officers, anything at all?
CAPTAIN: Gives the name Justin, nothing else.
SERVALAN: A planet hopper that can outrun a pursuit unit, hovering over a
useless planet that has been abandoned since the war. Set a course
for Bucol Two.
[Animals are crying out]
DAYNA: How could I admire you doing this?
JUSTIN: You came here expecting more, a young love resurrected. Ah, well,
perhaps I better tell you one or two things, then I might not
seem an ogre to you.
DAYNA: I don't think anything you could tell me would change my mind.
JUSTIN: I think it could. You don't think I built this laboratory complex
on my own do you. I was the head of a Federation scientific warfare
team. When the galactic war was nearly over, the work was
abandoned and all my fellow scientists left. I didn't go with them
which was just as well, since they were blasted by an enemy gunship
minutes within taking off.
DAYNA: Why did you stay?
JUSTIN: To look after the animals for one thing, and for another, to try
to finish the work we started.
DAYNA: Look, what was the object of the work? It must have had some
object, some war object if the Federation backed it and built
this place.
JUSTIN: The war object was to create a species, not necessarily human, that
could go into areas heavy with radioactivity and act as shock
troops. The federation had suffered losses of up to sixty
percent front line troops. Now just think what a few squads of
radiation proof space commandos could do.
DAYNA: [Sighs], Oh, I'm glad you never succeeded. It was a horrible idea.
JUSTIN: No, it was justified by the times.
DAYNA: But how about now, why are you going on with it? All. It's insane.
JUSTIN: Well just think! Those animals can go into any of the devastated
sectors of the war zone and the radiation won't kill them. They
can work on simple projects already. Og certainly could. They
and their kind can make whole systems habital again without the loss
of a single human life. I know it seems callous to work on the
animals as I do, but the painful business of the physical
transplants is over... all that is needed now is a few simple brain
grafts and I'm very close to home, very close. Now do you see?
[Dayna nods her head]
[Scorpio in landing silo, Avon walking on flight deck]
AVON: Orac, report on navigation control system.
ORAC: Sixty percent capacity is now restored. The fault in anti-grav
gyro remains.
VILA: We know it remains, we're trying to find it, aren't we,
plastic brain?
ORAC: If I might be permitted to finish, the fault remains in the inertial
guidance glycolene ballast channels. It therefore will be necessary
for someone to enter the tank.
VILA: Sounds messy.
ORAC: Physical inspection and adjustment is essential if potentially
uncomfortable.
VILA: Sounds very messy. [Vila looks up and everyone is looking at him]
Now look! You can drown in that filthy muck down there.
[Soolin grins. Tarrant opens the floor hatch.]
TARRANT: Hmm, smells lovely.
VILA: No, it doesn't. It's disgusting.
AVON: Well, somebody has to go down and you are the one with the
delicate touch, Vila.
TARRANT: Magic hands. You've often said so yourself.
VILA: Why do I get all the dirty jobs?
SOOLIN: Typecasting?
VILA: This isn't fair, you know.
AVON: No. It's pretty foul by the look of it.
TARRANT: Aw, cheer up, Vila, you can have a hot tub when you come out,
whether you need one or not.
VILA: All right, I'll do it. Anything is better than listening to your
jokes.
[Sleer's flight deck]
CAPTAIN: Stationary orbit established over the target position.
Preliminary scan shows no sign of any radioactive contamination
down there, or any other legacy from the war.
SERVALAN: So its habitable?
CAPTAIN: Probably, but there's nothing to sustain civilised life. Only
trees and soil useless for anything but the most primitive form
of agriculture.
SERVALAN: Then what brought that planet hopper here in the first place?
Keep all systems on full alert.
CAPTAIN: Yes Commissioner.
SERVALAN: [Into video monitor] Sleer to Federation Central Intelligence
Control. Personal to Intelligence Commander Borr.
BORR: Yes, Commissioner.
SERVALAN: I want some federation wartime double X information
on the planet Bucol Two.
BORR: Double-X information was oral only, Commissioner.
SERVALAN: I know that, but someone must have the information locked
in his head. I want you to track down any senior war time
intelligence operative of the department. Someone, somewhere
must know what was happening on Bucol Two.
BOOR: Yes, Commissioner Sleer. It may take a little time.
SERVALAN: Make sure it is a little time.
BOOR: Yes, Commissioner.
[At Justin's lab bench]
JUSTIN: In order, my dear.
DAYNA: Oh, I'm sorry, I wasn't thinking.
JUSTIN: Not at all? Or not about this?
DAYNA: All right. You've convinced me that you're sincere, but not that
its right to do what you are doing. You must have started
with men as well as animals to get crossbreeds.
JUSTIN: They were deserters, and the decision was not mine, and it
was war. Just the same, I bitterly regret it. I'm trying in a way
to make sense of it all, try to get something good out of it all.
Don't you see that? If this discovery simply goes for war purposes,
to kill, then it's all been in vain.
DAYNA: Well, that makes me fell better about you any way.
JUSTIN: Still trying to think well of me.
DAYNA: Perhaps you are right to do what you are doing. If these animals
can save human lives without any risk to themselves.
JUSTIN: That is my aim.
DAYNA: I think my group would be interested in your work.
JUSTIN: I don't think I want your *group* involved.
BORR: Commissioner, I have the sole operative remaining alive from
the Bureau at the time of the experiments on Bucol Two.
SERVALAN: Who is he?
BORR: His name is Ardus, and he's an ex-officer of the Bureau.
SERVALAN: Put him on the fastest scout ship available and send him
here. No flight plan is to be filed.
BORR: That's against Bureau standing orders, Commissioner.
SERVALAN: Who do you think wrote those orders, Borr? I did. So do as I
say and do it now.
BORR: At once, Commissioner Sleer.
[Scout ship approaches Servalan's ship]
CAPTAIN: Commissioner, Sleer this is the man Ardus. [Exits]
SERVALAN: You may sit. What happened to your eyes?
ARDUS: A radiation flare Commissioner. This, uh, sonoscope stops me
bumping into things, but I'm blind by any normal criteria.
SERVALAN: Tell me, what were they doing on the planet Bucol Two towards
the end of the war?
ARDUS: I'm not sure I'm empowered to divulge that, Commissioner. It was
a top secret, oral only operation. I don't believe more than
six people knew of it.
SERVALAN: I did not know of it. Some of our War Departments were laws
unto themselves.
ARDUS: I'm sorry, why should you have known of it? Only six War
Intelligence officers and Servalan, our president, knew of it.
If ever she was told.
SERVALAN: Servalan? why do you mention Servalan?
ARDUS: No reason particularly.
SERVALAN: No?
ARDUS: Simply she came into my mind.
SERVALAN: Why did she come into your mind?
ARDUS: I, I cannot say, Commissioner.
SERVALAN: Very well, I await your information.
ARDUS: I think it would be improper of me to release it unless
authorised by the High Council.
SERVALAN: Nonsense, its old stuff. No use to anybody. Tell me.
ARDUS: I regret I cannot.
SERVALAN: Very well. Let me explain the scenario if you do not.
I take it you do not care for your own life. But you have a
family. I can rearrange their future quite dramatically, if
you so insist.
ARDUS: I know your voice. You are...you are - I am sure of it.
SERVALAN: Be very careful what you are sure of, or I may lose my patience.
ARDUS: Under protest, I give the information under protest.
SERVALAN: It is noted.
ARDUS: The research program on Bucol Two was directed towards combating
and ultimately neutralising radioactive contamination. The
work was progressing well, I understand, but to slow to be
used in the war.
SERVALAN: What form did it take? Protective equipment, what?
ARDUS: As I understand it, they were genetic experiments. The man in
charge was named Justin. They had an underground laboratory complex,
and large food supplies, and that is all I know.
SERVALAN: Very well, that will do.
ARDUS: If I seemed to make a mistake in mentioning Servalan, I am sorry.
An old man's memory is suspect, Commissioner Sleer. Especially
an old man whose eyes were burned from his head.
SERVALAN: Naturally, it is forgotten.
ARDUS: I know Servalan is now a non-person. I was incorrect in
mentioning her name. [Servalan summons Captain.]
SERVALAN: You were, but as I say, it is forgotten. Show Ardus back to his ship.
CAPTAIN: This way.
ARDUS: Thank you Commissioner, thank you Commissioner.
[Servalan contacts Boor on screen.]
BORR: Commissioner Sleer, is everything satisfactory?
SERVALAN: When you dispatched Ardus here to me, did his pilot file a flight
plan?
BORR: No Commissioner, everything was as you instructed.
SERVALAN: They never arrived here Borr.
BORR: But they must have done.
SERVALAN: I suggest you make sure that your connection with their
disappearance is never discovered. Without any records to back
you up, it might be hard to explain.
BORR: There's no cause for concern, Commissioner. I was - very discrete.
SERVALAN: I hope so. Now get me the photo print record on a scientist
named Justin. A genetic engineer.
BORR: Certainly.
[Scout ship leaves and is blown up by mutoid at Captain's nod]
SERVALAN: I want you to work out a landing plan for this ship on Bucol Two
as soon as possible.
DAYNA: Those animals have been out so long. Won't they die?
JUSTIN: They'll come in when they're hungry enough. All except Og.
DAYNA: Why won't he?
JUSTIN: He's further advanced. He began to know what we want him for
and he's afraid. I shall need to calm him, to reassure him. Try
to get him to trust me again.
DAYNA: Well, maybe he'll never trust you again.
JUSTIN: It's possible.
DAYNA: Does he understand speech?
JUSTIN: If you keep it simple, yes. He can't speak, naturally. He's
programmed to obey, not argue.
DAYNA: Yet he ran away.
JUSTIN: That was his animal instinct.
DAYNA: Look, if he won't trust you, perhaps he'll trust me.
JUSTIN: Why should he?
DAYNA: Because I'm somebody else. Not you. Not the one who gave him
pain. Does that make sense?
JUSTIN: Well, it's possible I suppose.
DAYNA: Are you going to hurt him again?
JUSTIN: Well, there's no need. I've developed painless brain grafts
for the others. All Og needs is psycho instruction.
DAYNA: You're so rational about it all.
JUSTIN: Not as rational as you might think Dayna. Quite emotional, really.
DAYNA: I don't believe it.
JUSTIN: Oh, its true. [Places his hand on hers.] It's absolutely true. I
only wish it wasn't.
DAYNA: Why?
JUSTIN: Oh, I've been on my own on this planet so long now... I don't
think I can cope with people any more.
DAYNA: Yes, you can.
JUSTIN: Can I?
DAYNA: Yes.
[Scorpio flight deck.]
VILA: Like I said, messy.
AVON: Go and get cleaned up, preferably somewhere else.
VILA: Is that all the thanks I get? Not even a glass of wine?
SOOLIN: We've used the best of it up. Correction: YOU'VE used the
best of it up.
AVON: Orac, is the navigation system fully operational now?
ORAC: No, it is recommended that a further overhaul of the glycolene
ballast channels be carried out.
VILA: What?
TARRANT: It's lucky you didn't get cleaned up.
SOOLIN: Or boozed up.
VILA: Would you settle for fed up? It's somebody else's turn.
AVON: Try and do it right this time, Vila.
VILA: A glass of wine when I come up or I don't do it at all.
AVON: Half a glass.
VILA: Before I go down?
AVON: Don't push your luck.
VILA: What luck?
DAYNA: Where will they be, do you think?
JUSTIN: Probably by the cliff.
[Servalan's ship is on planet's surface.]
[Servalan to three troopers]
SERVALAN: Make for the ridge. Its a natural vantage point. Captain, I
want you to make sure we're ready to lift off this mud ball at
the first sign of trouble.
CAPTAIN: We will be, Commissioner.
DAYNA: Og. I mean no harm, Og. I want to help. I am your friend, Og.
I think Justin is also your friend. Your very hungry, aren't you?
Very, very hungry.
OG: Grrrr..
DAYNA: If you come back into the compound, into your quarters, I promise
you will not be hurt. I promise you will be treated properly.
Not hurt. Not your head. Not hurt. Og, come back with me.
The others will follow.
[Og pushes Dayna over a cliff and runs off]
DAYNA: Justin!
[Three Federation troopers find Dayna at the base of the cliff]
AVON: Orac, status of the teleport system?
ORAC: Eighty-six percent function.
TARRANT: That's better than normal. I've got the personal intercoms
working again.
AVON: Right. How's our armament situation?
SOOLIN: Good as it'll ever be. We couldn't hold off a Federation
patrol with it, but we knew that already.
AVON: If we're going to Bucol Two we shall need all the fire power
we can muster.
SOOLIN: So long as your remember we're smoke if they get to us.
VILA: Are we expecting trouble on this trip?
AVON: A federation patrol attacked Scorpio at Bucol Two. They might
wonder what it was doing there in the first place. I would
in their position.
VILA: Then it's dead stupid of us to go there, right? Dead being the
operative word.
TARRANT: Dayna is there.
VILA: And I'm sorry about that, but I don't see why I should be
punished for your guilty conscience.
AVON: Orac, are we fit to fly?
ORAC: Fit to fly, certainly. You have fully functioning drive units
and the navigation systems are ninety six percent effective.
There is one recommendation, however.
AVON: A test flight?
ORAC: Test flights are usual after repairs and replacements of this
magnitude.
TARRANT: That would take twenty-four hours at least.
VILA: Would twenty-four hours kill us?
SOOLIN: It might kill Dayna.
AVON: Or it might put her into the hands of the Federation. At
which point this base loses its value. Get what you need. I
want to lift off within an hour.
[Justin searches for Dayna, finds her gun]
JUSTIN: Dayna. Dayna. Daynaaaaa!
[Scorpio lifts off from Xenon base]
[Servalan's flight deck. Dayna is strapped into a truth chair.]
SERVALAN: We must talk about your friends soon. But first, tell me
about the animals.
DAYNA: Nothing to tell. Simply an unimportant genetic experiment.
SERVALAN: I don't think so. These animals are radiation-proof. That's
worth a great deal to the Federation.
DAYNA: Since you know all that, why ask me?
SERVALAN: Tell me about Justin.
DAYNA: Justin? Who's he?
[The chair reacts. Servalan pushes a pain button. Dayna screams.]
SERVALAN: Behave like a fool by all means. But don't treat me like one.
DAYNA: You know who he is, obviously.
SERVALAN: Yes I do. A top geneticist. How far has he got with his work
with the animals?
DAYNA: His work - isn't yet complete.
SERVALAN: How far?
DAYNA: I don't know. Simply not finalised.
SERVALAN: Who was with him, helping him?
DAYNA: A full company of troopers left over from the war.
[Servalan presses the pain button, Dayna writhes.]
SERVALAN: He's alone, isn't he? He has nobody, has he? Why do you lie for
him? Why do you suffer pain for him? [Long pause] Do you love him?
DAYNA: Of course not.
[The chair reacts.]
SERVALAN: So, you do love him. Very much. Obviously. Is he underground
still? According to my information he was in underground bunkers,
virtually impregnable and with enough food and water to last
a hundred years.
DAYNA: Yes, he is. Quite impregnable. You'll never get to him.
SERVALAN: I need him, Dayna. I need him alive. The animals are no use to
me without him. I have to have him, Dayna. You do see that.
DAYNA: I can't help you.
SERVALAN: You can.
DAYNA: How?
SERVALAN: You can go to him and tell him that I will guarantee his safety
and the continuation of his experiments with only one condition.
DAYNA: Which is?
SERVALAN: That I use the animals in the way I think fit.
DAYNA: I won't take him that message.
SERVALAN: Why not?
DAYNA: He isn't interested in offers. He doesn't want Federation help
or any help. He just wants to be left alone.
SERVALAN: He can't be left alone. Surely you can see that. You have
his affection, yes? He trusts you. Then all you do is go and
tell him to do a deal with us.
DAYNA: No, I won't.
SERVALAN: Yes, you will. Won't you?
DAYNA: No.
SERVALAN: Pity. [Shows Dayna a picture of Justin] It's an old one,
but it's him, right?
DAYNA: Yes.
SERVALAN: Every time you see him, you're going to hate him.
DAYNA: No!
SERVALAN: In the end you'll tell me you'll hate him and when I believe you
I'll stop.
DAYNA: I'll never hate him.
SERVALAN: You will.
[Justin wanders around his laboratory, destroying his work.]
SERVALAN: You really hate him now don't you?
DAYNA: Yes.
SERVALAN: Say it.
DAYNA: I hate him.
SERVALAN: Again.
DAYNA: I hate him.
SERVALAN: Excellent. So, you're going to help me, aren't you?
DAYNA: What do you want me to do?
SERVALAN: Get him to let you into the laboratory, then you let us in.
DAYNA: Yes. All right.
SERVALAN: Good.
[Dayna walks to the underground bunker]
SERVALAN: [Voice over] Remember you hate him. Remember you hate him.
Remember you hate him.
[Justin wakes up and sees Dayna at the main door through the
video monitor. Presses button. Door opens.]
JUSTIN: Come inside quickly. Oh, my love, I thought you were dead.
What happened? Are you all right?
DAYNA: Yes, yes, I'm fine.
JUSTIN: I missed you, you've no idea how much. I knew I was fond of
you, but when I couldn't find you and the animals had run, I
thought -
DAYNA: What's happened? All these slides, they're broken!
JUSTIN: I destroyed everything.
DAYNA: Why?
JUSTIN: I was sure they had killed you.
DAYNA: I see. Don't fuss, I'm fine.
JUSTIN: You seem in a serious state of shock to me. You're trembling.
DAYNA: No, really, I'm all right.
JUSTIN: Here, this is a good sedative, try it.
DAYNA: No, I've told you, I'm fine.
JUSTIN: I see, all right, all right.
DAYNA: It's a pity you destroyed everything.
JUSTIN: I've still got a lot of the research here in my head. You can help
me put it all together again, can't you?
DAYNA: Yes.
JUSTIN: You'd like to do that wouldn't you.
DAYNA: Yes of course.
JUSTIN: I'm glad.
[Servalan and troops enter the laboratory]
SERVALAN: Your girlfriend let us in.
JUSTIN: Who are you?
SERVALAN: Sleer, Federation Security Commissioner.
JUSTIN: Federation! You're not a federation agent are you? [To Dayna]
SERVALAN: No, she isn't.
JUSTIN: What have you done to her?
SERVALAN: Made her hate you. Simple aversion therapy. It can be
reversed quite easily, provided you are reasonable.
JUSTIN: What do you want?
SERVALAN: Your work and the animals.
JUSTIN: My work is destroyed.
SERVALAN: Then you die. Both of you.
DAYNA: It's in his head. He said so.
SERVALAN: That's better. Right, you three get that animal. Does he have a
name?
DAYNA: Og. When you have him you have it all.
SERVALAN: Good. If your have to wing him, do it - but DON'T kill him.
[Avon, Soolin and Tarrant teleport to the surface of the planet]
AVON: Vila, down safe.
VILA: [Voice over] Right.
[The troop capture Og]
SERVALAN: They have the animal! They have him. You two, this way. You
first, Justin.
JUSTIN: Dayna, please.
SERVALAN: She hates you, but she won't once you start to work for us.
Come on, outside.
SOOLIN: Did you hear that?
AVON: It came from that direction.
[Avon, Soolin and Tarrant blast lab door and enter. Tarrant finds
Dayna's gun]
TARRANT: Avon, look, it's Dayna's.
SERVALAN: I want a quick resume of what you've been doing, and how soon
can that animal outside be cloned and in operation?
JUSTIN: You'll get nothing until Dayna is normal again.
SERVALAN: Normal?
JUSTIN: I mean it. Nothing.
SERVALAN: I suppose I could convince you.
JUSTIN: You might damage my memory doing it.
SERVALAN: Yes, I might. All right, Dayna, sit in that chair.
DAYNA: No, no.
SERVALAN: We won't hurt you, this time, quite the opposite.
DAYNA: No, please!
SERVALAN: Captain.
AVON: [Voice over bracelet on table] Dayna, can you hear me? Dayna,
this is Avon. Where are you? Danya, respond please?
JUSTIN: [Into bracelet] Avon, southwest of bunker, half a mile.
Federation ship. Prisoner. Be careful.
TARRANT: So that's who she fell out with.
AVON: Lets go.
[Three federation troops patrol the base of Servalan's ship where Og
is tied up]
DAYNA: Justin, what happened?
JUSTIN: Nothing, nothing.
SERVALAN: That's enough. All right, Justin, tell me everything you know.
[Avon, Soolin and Tarrant attack Servalan's mutoids.]
SERVALAN: Get that animal onto the ship. Captain, prepare for immediate
lift off.
JUSTIN: Go, Dayna, go!
[Servalan shoots and kills Justin]
SERVALAN: Get rid of that. [Points at Justin's body.]
[A gun battle ensues. A federation trooper kills Og, Soolin
then shoots the trooper. Dayna runs to Og.]
[Servalan's ship takes off]
[Dayna sees Justin's Body]
DAYNA: Justin, Justin, Justin, Justin, no, oh no, oh no [sobs on
Justin's body.].
AVON: [Into bracelet] Vila, standby to bring us up.