me!
Catch!
Feel free to stay and cover our retreat.
Holy crap!
It's good to see you, Jothee.
Yeah, who'd have guessed?
Good to see you too.
We done?
Quick! Go, go, go, go!
Get out! Go!
Get outta here! Move, move!
Damage repair immediately.
The Peacekeeper armada
is sure to be on its way.
And we are sitting fodder! Move!
Coming through!
Here.
Go, get in!
You guys are a mess.
Everybody hang the frell on!
You've grown, dude.
Yeah? Well, it's the armor.
I'll take over, Sergeant.
You take care of the engine.
Sir.
So was this
a planned reunion?
You got any backup
out there?
Well, they can't maneuver
or fire so we're good to go.
Nice work, Cleaver.
Yeah. Well, the old man
had a lot to do with it.
Peacekeeper armada confirmed
on scanned perimeter.
Tell me.
When will we stop
following this Human
and start imposing
our agenda on him?
We already have.
Crichton insists he will
not build a wormhole weapon.
He insists he can't.
Human insistence.
Nothing more than a futile attempt
to avoid action they insist
they will never take!
He will help us?
Never.
But he will help Aeryn
and his new child.
Luxan penetrator out and away.
See you back in Kajargan.
- Safe journey. Can I speak to Jothee?
- Sure.
You need a guide to get through
Peacekeeper-controlled space.
Chiana was the first person
since your mother
that I really cared about.
I'm glad you and Chiana
are back together.
Day by day.
Trust takes time.
Yes, it does.
I'm not worthy.
I'm not worthy.
I'm not worthy.
Can't do that, can't do that.
I can't do it.
John, where are you going?
We can see the comms are open.
Would you answer please?
Frell.
Scarrans continue to fight.
It is clearly
Staleek's vanguard.
We're outnumbered
and under attack.
The command carrier
is heavily damaged.
We are unable to defend it.
Ma'am, the grand chancellor
is dead.
A great tragedy for our people.
Arrange a ship-wide
memorial service.
And set a course
for Captain Braca's location immediately.
With respect, ma'am,
High Command is sending
Vice Chancellor Vosler...
Don't let the belly
fool you, Lieutenant.
You were aware of my status?
Commandant, ma'am.
- Within this battle group, who outranks me?
- No one.
Then send apologies
to the vice chancellor
for the extra distance
he will have to travel.
And set a course
for Captain Braca's location now.
Ma'am.
Your assumptions
were correct, Excellency.
My spy informs me that the water planet
Crichton previously visited
was populated by a species
called Eidelon.
Yes.
Same as the frelling creature
they brought on board
to cloud my mind.
Obviously a plan
to defeat us with trickery.
All speed to the water planet.
Crichton is no longer
our only threat.
Inform me when every single
Eidelon is dead.
It's time!
Indeed.
Unlock the knowledge.
I have to make peace.
- Time...
- Flies.
- Time...
- Bandits.
- Time...
- Wounds all heals.
- Time...
- Rosemary and...
Time...
Time ends.
Crichton, you possess it,
don't you?
Don't... touch me!
The secret to victory.
The violent path to peace.
Congratulations, John!
Damn, it's big!
It's bigger than big!
These wormhole weapon plans
are complicated.
But I think we can build it
to budget.
- My head is killing me.
- Give the man a hard hat.
Oh, you MBA types.
I didn't get this
for you.
Ladies.
This project, John,
is for both of us.
"Coming this year,
Wormhole weapons to the stars.
Harvey and John's Construction
and Engineering. "
John and Harvey.
I can make us a new sign.
You agreed to do the job.
Now we gotta build it.
We're on my time table.
You're fired!
You went there, didn't you?
I went the whole way there.
- I didn't want you to do that.
- Yes, you did.
Everybody wants to see
the great big wormhole weapon.
I want to see war
turned into peace.
War and peace. War and peace.
Did you know that
Woody Allen's version
is better than Tolstoy's