>Initiate starburst.
Moya refuses. Before she has time
to fully power up, we will be hit.
Any ideas for a diversion?
Scarran vessel.
The inhabitants of Arnessk are peaceful.
We have no weapons and pose no threat.
Do you wish to land?
- What are they doing?
- Deciding how savage they want to be.
- Okay, come on.
- You'll be safe in here.
- Pilot, we can't just sit here.
- Moya's got to take the risk. Pilot?
At this range?
It's suicide!
Scarran vessel, please respond.
Bad feeling.
Jool, can you hear us?
Get away from the temple.
Now, Jool!
The Scarrans have fired.
- Evasive!
- No time!
Son of a bitch. Not us.
Jool!
Crew of Leviathan, you must
immediately abandon ship
and surrender to
the Scarran lmperial Forces.
Noncompliance with this command
will result
in the immediate
annihilation of your ship.
- Repeat, noncompliance with this command
- We're cursed.
Will result in the immediate
annihilation of your ship.
Everything we touch.
Prepare for
emergency starburst!
- Crew of Leviathan...
- Shouldn't I stay here?
If anyone stays behind the
Scarrans will destroy Moya. Come on!
But I'm pregnant!
Let's do it.
I cross-connected the power drive and the
fuel system so we can detonate ourselves
should we choose.
Comforting.
"D," last chance to bail.
I'm fairly certain they can't
pierce Moya's invisibility shield.
But you give us the signal,
we'll be there.
We hope.
Good fortune.
Now, get out of the way.
Well, when this idiot plan dies,
I would say
I am the first one
you rescue.
Ask Aeryn.
Rescue Yondalao first.
Isn't he supposed
to be rescuing us?
Yeah, how about that?
We stride onto the ship
and you convince the Scarrans
to smoke the peace pipe.
They are a species
unfamiliar to me.
I must first sense their fears and desires
through proximity.
You're about to get all the proximity you
can handle. Scarran vessels straight ahead.
Probe the Leviathan.
If you discover any life
other than its pilot,
annihilate the vessel.
Oh, I must've
overlooked this.
Sorry.
- You lived among the Scarrans.
- Most of my life.
Assisted their dying rituals.
Passage to the other side.
- Then you know their psyche.
- As much as possible.
Assist me
with that knowledge.
Welcome to my flagship.
That was a temple
you nuked down there.
An act of precaution.
Requisite in times of war.
As is truth-seeking.
The Luxan and Nebari
who are traveling with you?
Gone... a short while
before we came.
Strange. I always assumed
His Highness was male.
A tumor. Not long to live.
I would agree.
Take the Hynerian
to separate barracks.
Stop it. Let go of me!
I find it troubling that Humans
and Sebaceans can propagate together,
and intriguing.
How could you know that he
was pregnant with their child?
The same way I knew
to find you here.
- A traitor.
- But who?
Grunschlk.
Ah, they say one traitor
can always
recognize another.
If you hadn't facilitated
Crichton's earlier escape,
there would be peace now.
With you the Supreme Ruler?
A position I know
you dream of, Scorpius.
You, John Crichton, are alive
for one reason only.
I will have the
wormhole technology you possess.
If not, War Minister Ahkna
will pleasure herself
torturing the Hynerian
and the abomination
in his belly.
You have one arn to decide.
Here, here.
Options?
It's not ready.
They have Rygel and the sand is
trickling though the hourglass.
- We can't give them wormhole weapons.
- They don't know that.
And I can give them
the middle finger.
You don't know
what you're doing.
I never do.
You, give them nothing!
Let's make a deal.
One power source.
Two compartments,
forward and last.
More intense,
and smaller.
And here.
That's it.
That's it.
Excellent.
I'll be able to stop 'em cold
with three perfect shots.
Why three? You usually
slay me with just one.
Rygel's invited us
to