were gone.
- How far away are you?
- A lot closer than you think.
Okay, everyone down, down.
Get down!
Again!
You're good to go.
I wish I could pick you up.
But along the way,
I rescued some stragglers.
You gonna be all right?
Yeah. Moya's on the way.
Thanks for the help.
I'm proud of you, son.
It's all genetics, Father.
It's like the Luxan lottery.
Okay, get outta here.
I'll see you weightless.
Y'all be careful out there.
That means you.
Let's move.
We'll wait for a signal.
Now you cry?
I'm fine. Fine.
At least you die.
It's a boy... in case
you were wondering.
We're gonna have to get to the meeting point.
Can you make it?
Hurry up!
D'Argo, hurry up.
Come on.
None of that. Someone has to
be here. May as well be me.
No way. Hey.
We'll fix you up.
- We have to go.
- You'll be fine.
- Come on.
- More Scarrans will be here before Moya is.
I'll stay, you go.
No!
Yes. This won't heal.
It won't fix. It won't...
I'll take your pain.
No. Pain is good.
Means I'm still alive.
Then let me help you
to the other side.
This is the other side.
I was hoping to go back.
Come on, Rygel.
Hey, hey.
Come on, let's go.
- No.
- Let's go!
Give me some pulse rifles.
Give me some pulse rifles!
Okay.
It's gonna get uglier soon.
You better get going.
You're the closest friend
I have.
You could've done better.
Nowhere in the universe.
You got a lot of life
to lead, John.
Two big things.
Do me a favor?
Name it.
I'll look after her.
I'll take care nothing's
gonna happen to her.
Go away.
I wanna speak to Chiana.
I'm gonna miss you.
Stop it. No laughing.
Don't make him laugh.
Hey.
Please don't die.
- We all die.
- No.
- I love you.
- No, no...
Take this.
- Take this, take this.
- I don't want it.
Take it!
John.
Take it.
- Don't leave me.
- I'll find you.
- I love you.
- I'll find you.
The first Scarran you see,
you tell him who his daddy is.
Tell him, D'Argo!
I'm almost to the surface.
Moya senses there are still many
Scarran attack ships out there.
Get ready to jump.
What?
It's safer to fall into the web than risk being
scooped up by it.
- Give me the baby.
- No.
I'll be hovering.
I won't fall.
He's safer with me.
I'm your daddy!
Let's do it.
Good luck.
We'll need it.
On my count.
One, two, three... jump!
- Pilot, have we heard from Jothee yet?
- Safe.
As is the ship they commandeered
to rescue the other Eidelons.
How soon can we rendezvous?
We have to get Muoma into play.
We can't, Commander. We're on opposite
sides of the battle zone.
I'm doing all I can to keep us
from being destroyed as it is.
I don't care what you say.
He's got my nose.
The frellings
killed my D'Argo.
He wanted you to survive.
You have to keep your wits.
Come on.
Even if these three Eidelons on board
are enough,
- I propose...
- Not now!
Pilot, have we heard from Staleek
or the grand chancellorette?
No, Commander.
How the hell
did this get here?
The DRDs built it
to your specifications.
What changed your mind?
Not what.
Who.
It's operational?
As far as I can tell.
This will make
a wormhole weapon, yes?
I thought this
is what you wanted.
At the time. Not now.
Not ever really.
Pilot, can we run?
We're too damaged to starburst.
And the Peacekeepers
and Scarrans seem as intent
on annihilating us
as they are each other.
Jothee, can you hear me?
Pretty tight over here.
I can't make it to you.
Cut loose. Get clear.
You understand me?
Copy. Everybody safe?
It's a little crazy around
here for roll call now.
Just get as far away as you can.
We'll catch up.
Hey, come here.
Kill the frellings.
And kill them others too.
If you can
kill them slowly, do it.
Back off.
Keep away!
D'Argo's dead. Do you think
I frelling care what I do to you?
Yes.
D'Argo is dead?
Yes, Pilot. Saving us.
Is there another way?
I don't see one.
Do you?
It's worse than