What about the Eidelons?
- Slaughtered, even in surrender.
The rest of our men are
on the other side of the city
searching for survivors.
We have to get Stark to them.
Captain Braca,
are you still alive?
- Very much so, sir. Good to hear your voice.
- Your location?
The great temple.
We're holding out
with a band of Eidelons.
My requests for reinforcements
have been unheeded.
There's some on the way.
Stay tight.
Yes, sir.
Let's move.
You're on point.
Sergeant Learko,
you go with him.
Stark is now
our number-one priority.
Stark? How's that for
an inversion of normalcy!
Don't get shot up too much.
I was thinking the same thing
about you, old man.
Why can we not immolate
that city?
Weapons systems is inoperative from the
Luxan attack, Excellency.
Excuses aside,
I want every single Eidelon
eliminated.
It is being attended.
That chair becomes you.
Reports from prior
to our arrival suggest
that Crichton and the Leviathan
perished in the ocean below.
Would you agree?
I would rather have
his head as proof.
Once the Peacekeepers
have been defeated,
I intent do oversee larger
galactic governance issues.
Bring me Crichton's head
and all differences between us
will be resolved.
Paving the way for you
to assume my position,
Empress Ahkna.
Why no opposition
on this path?
Scarran shock teams containing
a small number of troops,
delivering a high body count.
Looks like they went street by street.
Extermination pattern.
Now they're down there.
How hard's it gonna be for everybody to leave
each other alone?
Impossible, I'd say.
I would like you
to name the baby Rygel.
Maybe... if it's a girl.
All right, folks, when things
go to hell in a hand basket,
we meet here.
It's a good spot for Moya to
pick us up with the docking web.
Okay, everyone,
let's move out.
Very impressive subjugation.
I dread my cities
looking like this.
Hi, Grunschlk,
going somewhere?
Oh, I suspect you have
some serious issues.
- Shoot the traitor.
- I'm not a traitor.
Someone relayed our location
to the Scarrans after we left.
Someone else.
Have you signaled to anyone
that we're here?
Signaled?
I'm trying to get away.
>From a Scarran weapon.
So? We use that trick
all the time.
Look, Missy New Eyes,
my dealings with the Scarrans
are purely financial.
Okay, enough talk. Either we
kill him or we take him with us.
- Take him.
- Scarrans.
- Okay, down.
- Go! Go!
We can take
those Dreadnaughts on.
A pulse blast
would bring 100 Scarrans.
They don't know where we are.
I wanna keep it that way.
Don't move.
There's enough here
for both of us.
Go.
Scorpius, there's
movement outside the temple.
Yes, Captain, we're on
approach so hold your fire.
Thank Juka.
We were worried it was another
Scarran insurgency team.
Braca, open the door!
Good to see you.
You're the reinforcements?
No, we're the band.
Looks like Kiss
was your opening act.
Frell, I'm in the wrong band.
Report.
Six of our troops,
two trained Eidelons, four
others who refuse to bear arms.
The Diagnosan,
minimal munitions.
At least the Scarrans don't know
we're here.
Let's keep it that way. Sergeant?
He's a spy.
Watch him.
I am not a spy!
I report, my spy is trapped
inside one of the city's
largest edifices.
Most interestingly,
with Crichton.
- So, he lives.
- Rectified shortly.
I continue to keep
your future seat warm for you.
Stark, you're the reason
we came.
Is Muoma here?
Yes, she's
around the corner.
Do you have a plan?
We had a good plan
till your guys shot us down.
I don't suppose they'd loan us
a ship, would they?
No, I'm afraid Commandant Grayza's focusing
on other issues.
The grand chancellor's dead.
I suggest we observe operation silence.
Fortify our defenses.
Doc!
Your water just broke.
That means the baby's coming.
Doc!
- Big baby. That's good.
- The timing isn't.
Considering the amount
of fire power it takes
to drop a single Scarran,
we're in