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-Do it now! -We'll see who's left standing.
I escaped with a few other fugitives and they're the only ones who know I'm here!
Your rations.
No movement.
Propulsion control is completely out.
(groaning)
-Tavlek. -Tavlek.
Fine.
Pilot: D'argo's getting angrier. Do something.
Anyone who defends Bekhesh will be killed
If they mistreated you in any way?
Hand me the bag.
Rygel: Here!
Quite respectable for your age.
I'm not hungry.
Lie still. You're wiped out.
After what that thing did to D'argo, we agreed only as a last resort.
Feel real good.
Are you sure you're not hungry?
but the point is...
Oh, yes, a sword.
Where's Rygel?
they won't.
Take it off.
Kyr: Much better
(mechanical swishing)
Hold on. Transmission from the planet.
Well, who are you to offer suggestions?
it used to be reece hedwards checking pigeonholes and getting labels ready but he quit so it would be gabi anderson taking those duties wouldn't it? yes it would.
Yes, I've seen you in action. Very impressive.
But once your body purifies the hunger for the drug should pass.
All of you, shut up.
Now, the Tavleks believe...
No. Her sensors can't penetrate the jungle canopy.
Check it out. It's a water balloon.
When my council hears of this
It could be contraband, vermin-infested, even toxic.
the Hynerian Navy will scorch this hellhole!
(whirring)
A couple of dozen heavily-armed Tavloids and then haul ass back up to the ship.
Graviton field, attracto-ray, super glue...
If we can't pull this thing off without being spotted, we're screwed.
A stimulant?
And you?
Is there a problem?
No, no, no, don't!
-No! -Yes!
Right. So once I get it on, how do I get it to work?
What did he want it for?
It felt good. Give me navigation, now.
This is the only poison I have in my body.
Well, perhaps "coward" is too good a word for a Peacekeeper.
Next time you hit me make sure that I don't wake up.
The ship's excess supercoolant has to be released.
I have six hundred billion subjects!
Rygel: You can come in if you want to.
Nice blanket you got there, D'argo.
What's the matter? Too prim to sneak a peak?
(Rygel yelling)
You need more sleep.
It was not in doubt. Why? Yours will not?
(whirring)
(Rygel grumbling)
We don't have time to let them lead us back to their camp.
...doing everything I can...
But perhaps the real you is...
If we don't get that crystal back we're going to crash into the planet.
[grunting incoherently]
(gasping and grunting)
Divided among 600 billion affluent subjects it's not so much
Pull.
Just take it easy.