lifeless world.
Perhaps not.
We've been there.
These  images are part of a data
upload transmitted by Jool
before we left her on Arnessk.
I have more in the archives
if you require.
Undoubtedly you will recall...
Except not you
because you weren't there.
It was right after Crichton realized
that he loved you more than anything.
- And you were as frizbot as a...
- Shh.
Hmm? Oh! Arnessk.
These ancient Eidelons were not
long dead as everyone assumed.
Just suspended in time
for 12,000 cycles.
When we reversed the device
that was holding them,
back they came into existence.
Right after I went swimming
with the creature from the black lagoon.
That sounds exciting.
There is no doubt that today's Eidelons are a
direct descendent
of the ancient peacemaking
Eidelons of Arnessk.
And?
They have a unique ability
tied to their physiology.
Which is latent
in our host Eidelons.
Why can't their ancestors
reignite that ability?
Thus recreating the greatest
peacemaking race in history!
Am I going insane or is the crazy lady
starting to make sense?
- Yes. But I thought we were finished.
- So did I.
What happened to
"run first, no questions later"?
Scorpius. We wake up and he finds us
before we have our first cup of coffee.
- This is not our fight.
- I agree.
But as long as there's a war on,
everyone's after me
'cause I'm the
winner-take-all weapon guy.
- Every time we get involved...
I know. People die.
We out of options?
This Eidelon
education program.
- What are the odds it'll work?
- Not good.
Not good is the best odds
we ever get.
The most exciting aspect
is the possibility
of learning how to influence
peace in others.
Noble aspiration,
High Priestess.
We have discussed it
amongst ourselves,
and would be most appreciative
if you would transport
Pikal and Caa'ta to Arnessk
for an introductory delegation.
- But we can take many more.
- As I have repeatedly said...
Centuries of hiding do not
melt away suddenly, Pikal.
We remain skeptical
about your motives.
And that's just on our side.
I know a little something
of the Leviathans
and their symbiotic Pilots.
Peaceful to a fault,
if I recall.
To Moya or myself,
violence is less than an option.
Then I have a simple query.
These beings that you ferry,
do you trust them?
Implicitly.
Then I entrust Caa'ta
and Pikal to your care.
Tissue transferal conductor.
The doc hasn't got
all the bits,
but you'll probably find everything
you need up on your ship.
And the doctor will give you
detailed instructions.
That's unacceptable.
He's coming with us.
No, I'm sorry. The doctor
and I do not travel into Peacekeeper territory.
We have some previous issues
with them.
Aeryn, this is a relatively
simple procedure.
My baby is in a Hynerian.
It's nowhere near simple.
Of course it is.
This part attaches to Rygel,
the other part to you.
Before you know it,
the baby's transferred.
So elegantly designed.
Anyone can use it. Good luck.
- What? Where are you going?
- Not with you.
Why not?
These Eidelons have just
absorbed a thunderbolt revelation.
I know more about their ancient culture than
they do.
They can benefit from my instructions until you
return.
Can I do it myself?
No.
Right.
What the hell
is he doing here?
- We were invited.
- Just stay there.
I've thought this through.
We need him.
I don't like it.
Well, blame me.
I do blame you.
I don't like it!
I don't like it either.
But we are currently flying
through Peacekeeper
controlled space during a war
and he is a
Command Carrier officer.
Actually my most recent commission
was commander of a full Peacekeeper armada.
Uh-huh. Among other things!
He knows all the current
pass codes.
I'll keep him away.
I hope so.
Oh, Aeryn, Rygel,
off-limits.
- Good morning, Commander.
- Morning, Pilot.
Moya looks beautiful.
How much did you miss us?
We have received a message that
appears to have been hailing for some time.
First