can be no misunderstandings.
I was going to instruct Gambit
to contact Commissioner Sleer,
give her your position and advise her
to take her men and arrest you.
You'll be dead before you get
the first sentence out.
That would be a pity, you see,
because the place I was going to send her
is held to be sacred by the Mecronians.
They're a primitive bunch,
but they do take their religion rather seriously.
And if she goes marching in there with her men,
she'll have a fight on her hands.
At least long enough for us
to steal one of her ships.
Avon. Avon, are you up there?
Avon, come in, please.
Avon. Go ahead, Vila.
We've been trying to contact you for an hour.
What the hell have you been doing, taking a nap?
I've been doing what we came for. How about you?
Nothing much, I've been shot at, trodden on,
nearly captured twice.
And now I think they're trying to blow me up.
A fairly average day, you know.
- What the hell's going on?
- They're not aimed at you.
I wish you'd tell them that.
Teleport me back up, will you?
Not yet, you've still got work to do.
They're hiding somewhere here.
Find out what they know.
(Singing solemnly)
- How long are we going to wait for those two?
- As long as it takes.
If Orac is going to get any information out of
that machine, this is the way he's going to do it.
- Who's winning?
- We've both made sacrifices.
- He means that Gambit is.
- A temporary advantage.
- To an inferior computer?
- Which merely disguises my long-term strategy.
Let's forget your ego for the moment.
Have you extracted any information
that can be of use to us yet?
Gambit has evolved into its present form
over a number of years.
That's true of all computers.
You adapt them, you improve them.
But these adaptations seem entirely haphazard.
Some circuits have been added
merely for amusement.
Others, the defence mechanisms for instance,
are surprisingly complex.
But they all perform the same function.
Belkov does not trust anyone except that machine.
It is his bodyguard, his companion, his playmate...
his friend, Orac.
No, that implies an emotional tie,
which is no part of a computer's function.
These adaptations, if they went in haphazardly,
could they be removed the same way?
A lot of them have been.
There are circuits in the PPC section
that serve no function at all now.
It seems that games are added at a whim,
and when the adaptor gets bored with them,
taken out again.
So every function can be isolated and removed.
Exactly.
(Exclaiming)
Come on!
(Communicator ringing)
AVON: Vila.
Look, if you don't teleport me soon,
it'll be too late.
There are Federation guards everywhere,
bombs going off...
That's just Belkov tidying things before he leaves.
I'm going to bring you up.
About time.
As soon as you've collected a circuit
from his computer.
Oh, no.
Detonation series completed.
Thank you, Gambit. It's time we left.
It is a bit longer this way,
but it's safer than going above ground.
Oh, we're right under the takeoff area. Here.
Tarrant!
Forget it, Dayna, they're blast protection doors,
both jammed from the outside.
Well, we walked into that with our eyes open.
- Avon, this is Dayna...
- That won't work either.
Even if he's there, he couldn't hear us.
We're under the launch area, remember?
That's what this emergency blast protection's for.
There's so much shielding up there, he wouldn't
hear us if he was standing directly overhead.
I don't understand.
If Belkov wanted to give us to Servalan,
why didn't he do it straight away?
I think I can answer that.
I've surveyed the whole of this planet
and there's no Feldon left.
This new mining site was just another way
of swindling credits out of the Federation.
So those bombs weren't just a diversion.
No, he's hoping to destroy the evidence.
And when the dust settles, we're here to take
the blame for sabotage as well as everything else.
(Beeping)
Gambit?
Look, let's get one thing