The Whole Brain
02-15-2002, 11:39 PM
Title: East of Hezmana
Author: The Whole Brain
Email: thewholebrain@wdsection.com
Disclaimer: Farscape does not belong to the Whole Brain and the Whole Brain has not made any profit off of this story at all. FARSCAPE and all related characters and elements are trademarks of The Jim Henson Company.
Summary: Uhh, it's an ep script, so just read on.
Spoilers: This takes place not long after Green Eyed Monster. So there could be spoilers for anything up to that.
Feedback: The Whole Brain would greatly appreciate any constructive comments you may have on this teleplay. This is the Whole Brain's first foray into the realm of Farscape writing and the Whole Brain would really like to know what you think.
Archive: If anybody wishes to archive this, the Whole Brain would like you to ask the Whole Brain first.
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TEASER
FADE IN:
EXT. BUSY MARKET ON A COMMERCE PLANET -- AFTERNOON
Aeryn Sun is walking through the crowded market. She pauses at a stall and picks through some of the bits and pieces on display there. She doesn't seem to find anything that takes her fancy so she moves on to the next stall.
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INT. BAR ON THE COMMERCE PLANET -- CONTINUOUS
Bialar Crais, John Crichton, and Stark are sitting together at a small table in the back of a bar crowded by a mid-afternoon rush. The remains of their lunch are spread out on the table in front of them. Crais and Crichton are continuing what appears to be a never ending argument. Stark isn't paying attention to either of them. He's lost somewhere in his own world. He picks at some blue fruit on a plate in front of Crichton. He chews on a couple of pieces.
CRAIS
Of all the incompetent...
CRICHTON
Crais, I will nail your head to this table and leave you here. I promise.
CRAIS
You aren't going to get very far if Aeryn doesn't find a replacement for that valve. Of course, this wouldn't be an issue if you hadn't broken it.
CRICHTON
I wouldn't have broken it if somebody hadn't turned all the lights off in the corridor when I was working on it.
CRAIS
It was scheduled maintenance.
CRICHTON
I bet it was.
CRAIS
Surely even a lower lifeform such as yourself would have the foresight to bring a light. I can't even begin to understand why Aeryn tolerates you at all.
Crichton's had just about enough of Crais and he's preparing to do something about it. Out of nowhere Stark slams his hand down on the table.
STARK
Seventeen orange Klartews overran the fortress.
Crichton and Crais both sit back. They are obviously confused by Stark's pronouncement but they aren't sure what to say. I mean, really, what do you say to that?
CRICHTON
Yeah, that's ... that's great. Hey, you okay, Stark?
Stark ignores Crichton and begins mumbling incoherently to himself. Crichton looks over at Crais who appears to be fairly disgusted with his life at that moment.
CRAIS
I think I'll go see that the supplies are properly loaded.
Crais leaves.
CRICHTON
Yeah, you go do that.
Crichton watches Crais go then turns to Stark.
CRICHTON
So, Stark, my man. What was that about the orange whosywhatsits?
STARK
There are little sar worms all over my hands. And in my eyes are all the shiny men.
CRICHTON
Well, I don't see any worms or shiny men. But, hey, don't worry, I've been there. Maybe we should head back to the ship. What do you say?
Crichton stands up and puts his hand on Stark's shoulder. Stark pulls violently away with a furious shriek.
STARK
Murderer! Death! Destroyer of worlds! Crichton, butcher of hope!
Stark is up and running through the crowd, pushing people away and in general causing a scene.
CRICHTON
Frell!
Crichton activates his comm badge.
CRICHTON
Aeryn! We've got a problem.
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EXT. BUSY MARKET ON A COMMERCE PLANET -- CONTINUOUS
Aeryn is still in the market, perusing another stall.
AERYN
What kind of problem, John?
CRICHTON (O.S.)
Stark's snapped.
AERYN
Snapped what?
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INT. BAR ON THE COMMERCE PLANET -- CONTINUOUS
Crichton is trying to get out of the bar after Stark but there is a crush of people and beings pointing and pulling at him.
CRICHTON
No, I mean he's gone crazy. Crazier. He's drawing attention to us. Bad attention, Aeryn.
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EXT. BUSY MARKET ON A COMMERCE PLANET -- CONTINUOUS
Shouts are coming from one side of the market. Aeryn realizes this is likely the result of John's 'problem'. She starts to make her way through the crowd towards the shouts.
AERYN
(spots Stark)
I see him, John. You and Crais get to the transport, I'll get Stark.
CRICHTON (O.S.)
You need help?
AERYN
I can manage Stark.
Aeryn is all business. She shoves through the crowd, right up to the still raving Stark.
STARK
And then the hoards of Peacekeeper defilers burst like giant Sylranin fungus. My eyes die. Die. Die. Die. Die.
Stark looks at Aeryn when she gets to him and he starts to giggle.
STARK
Crichton is a madman.
Aeryn grabs him by the shoulder and levels him with a Pantak Jab. Stark is knocked unconscious.
AERYN
You're one to talk.
BLACKOUT:
CREDITS
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ACT ONE
INT. TALYN'S MEDICAL BAY -- LATER
Crais is examining the unconscious Stark.
CRAIS
He has an extremely high fever.
Crichton looks over Crais' shoulder at Stark.
CRICHTON
Any idea what's causing it?
CRAIS
I can't tell. Did he talk to anybody odd? Or eat or drink something?
CRICHTON
You tell me. You were there when he went all weird. We talked to the same people he did and he and I had the same thing for lunch.
CRAIS
Which was?
CRICHTON
Some funky blue fruit the waitress called a rovit and the mystery meat du jour.
Crais looks at Crichton like he can't quite believe the human is that stupid.
CRAIS
You let him eat a rovit? I am constantly in awe of your unlimited capacity for idiocy. Roviti contain a neuro-toxin that has a dire effect on Baniks. We'll be lucky if he survives the night.
Crichton appears to have an internal battle of a sort as he tries to decide if he's more worried about Stark's health or more offended by Crais' attitude.
CRICHTON
How the frell would I know that? And when exactly did I become his baby sitter? You were there too.
CRAIS
It never occurred to you that you might need to know more about the biology of your crew mates?
CRICHTON
And it never occurred to you to pay attention to what your crew mates were eating on strange planets?
CRAIS
It was your fault we were there to begin with. Ultimately the responsibility is yours.
Aeryn walks in to check on Stark. She sees that Crais and Crichton are snipping at each other. She shakes her head slightly. She walks over to Stark and puts her hand on his face, like she's checking his temperature. Stark wakes up, lucid but confused.
STARK
(weakly)
Aeryn Sun. Where am I?
AERYN
You're on Talyn. Do you remember what happened?
STARK
No.
Stark struggles to sit up. Aeryn easily pushes him back down.
STARK
No, I suppose not.
Crais and Crichton have stopped snarling at each other long enough to look over at Aeryn and Stark.
AERYN
What's the last thing you remember?
STARK
Hmm, Crais and John were arguing about something. I wasn't paying any attention to them. We were eating lunch, I think.
CRAIS
You ate a rovit.
STARK
The fruit? Yes, it was quite tasty.
CRAIS
You stupid Banik. Don't you have any idea how toxic those are to your kind? You're lucky to be alive.
Stark is still obviously feeling very ill.
STARK
How would I know that? I'd never even seen a rovit. Slaves eat what they are given, Peacekeeper.
CRAIS
We never fed them to you because we knew they would make you ill.
CRICHTON
How frelling benevolent.
CRAIS
You know nothing about it, Crichton.
CRICHTON
Too bad those pathetic little Banik slaves never knew just how concerned their keepers were for them. They'd be whistling while they worked.
CRAIS
Slaves are a significant monetary investment. Of course we pay attention.
CRICHTON
Listen here, Snow White, Stark isn't one of your seven dwarves.
AERYN
That's enough. Stark needs to rest. You two, take this elsewhere.
Aeryn stares Crais and Crichton down, they leave sullenly. One goes one way, one goes the other.
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INT. CRICHTON'S ROOM -- LATER
Crichton is writing in his journal.
Aeryn walks in and starts putting away her equipment and gets ready for bed.
AERYN
I couldn't find a replacement for that valve.
CRICHTON
For the thousandth time, I'm sorry, I didn't meant to break it. Crais turned all the lights off.
AERYN
I know it was an accident, I was just saying I couldn't find a replacement. I'll go down to the market again in the morning.
CRICHTON
I don't think you should go back. Stark drew a lot of attention to us. I can MacGyver something together tomorrow.
AERYN
MacGyver?
CRICHTON
Yeah, he's this guy on Earth who could you know with the paper clips and the bubble gum, make bombs and stuff. He could like take down third world dictators with a swiss army knife and a box of kleenex. Oh, man, and this one time there were these lasers and stuff and all he had was this chocolate bar and a ...
Aeryn spontaneously leans forward and kisses him. Crichton is obviously surprised.
CRICHTON
Not that I'm complaining, but what was that for?
AERYN
It was the only thing I could think of to shut you up.
CRICHTON
Well you did ask.
Crichton's face breaks into a sly grin. He leans towards Aeryn suggestively.
CRICHTON
Hey, maybe I could tell you the finer points of Magnum P.I. and you could get me to shut up some more.
AERYN
Some other time.
Aeryn is checking her weapon, giving it a nice polish. Crichton goes back to his journal, his mood turning somewhat somber.
CRICHTON
Rain check.
Aeryn gives him a quizzical look. After a moment she looks at him more closely.
AERYN
You look tired, John.
CRICHTON
Yeah. Long day, huh?
Aeryn puts away her weapon and climbs into bed.
AERYN
Come to bed.
Crichton joins her on the bed. He lays down quietly but after just a few seconds he curls up onto his side, almost in a fetal position and he rests his head on Aeryn's stomach. His stress and guilt and grief are getting to him again. Aeryn's face shows her concern and she runs her hand comfortingly through his hair.
AERYN
What's wrong?
There are tears in Crichton's eyes.
CRICHTON
Nothing.
AERYN
(quietly)
Don't lie to me.
CRICHTON
Stark just said some stuff. He... he called me a, uh, a murderer. A butcher.
AERYN
Stark is not well, John. You should know better then to take what he says to heart.
CRICHTON
There's a kind of truth in insanity, Aeryn.
AERYN
And this has been bothering you all day? Stark couldn't even remember anything that happened after he ate the rovit. He was raving.
(pause)
You are not a murderer.
CRICHTON
Yes. I am.
AERYN
You've done what you needed to do to survive.
CRICHTON
I killed you. What does that have to do with my survival?
AERYN
I've never blamed you for that.
CRICHTON
Whether you blame me or not... People die because of me. The people I care about most. You wouldn't be here if it wasn't for Zhann and Zhann wouldn't be dead if it wasn't for me and my damn wormholes.
(to himself)
My stupid, selfish... King Arthur... frelling holy grail.
AERYN
Who's King Arthur?
Crichton lifts his head up and looks at her. He acknowledges her attempt with a weak smile.
CRICHTON
Nice try.
Aeryn shifts in the bed so she can take Crichton's face in her hands, making absolutely sure that he is paying attention to what she is about to say.
AERYN
When Zhann was trying to bring me back I resisted. I knew what it would cost her and I knew I wasn't worth it.
Crichton sits up, looking at her sharply.
CRICHTON
Wait a minute, Sundance.
Aeryn cuts him off, touching her fingers to his lips. She speaks slowly, carefully, as she chooses the right words for what she wants to say.
AERYN
Zhann told me that she loved me. But she told me that more importantly you loved me.
(pause)
My life was a gift from her to us. It didn't cost her any more then she was willing to pay, John.
Crichton lays back down again, his head on Aeryn's stomach.
CRICHTON
But I can't pay her back, can I?
Crichton pauses for a moment and when he speaks again his voice is filled with both conviction and self-loathing.
CRICHTON
And given the choice, I would trade Zhann for you every time. Every time.
Aeryn can't think of anything to say to that, so she does the only thing she can, she holds him more tightly, trying to give him some bit of comfort.
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INT. STARK'S ROOM -- LATER
Stark is lost in a nightmare. He's mumbling to himself. The scene cuts back and forth between the ugly things in Stark's head and his body tossing and turning in his bed.
We see a lot of chaotic images in his head. Horrible images but vague, it's hard to make out. Just turmoil. Except for the images of Zhann. They are fairly clear. Zhann dying repeatedly, grotesquely. She is screaming his name again and again as she dies.
He wakes up suddenly though he's not really out of the nightmare. He stumbles around his room for a few moments and manages to knock his mask off. Bright light shoots from the side of Stark's face and fills the small room.
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INT. CRAIS' ROOM. -- CONTINUOUS
Crais bolts up in bed with a terrified yell. At that moment the ship lurches violently.
CUT TO:
EXT. TALYN -- CONTINUOUS
We see Talyn going into starburst.
CUT TO:
INT. CRICHTON'S ROOM -- CONTINUOUS
Crichton is on the floor, he's obviously just fallen out of bed. Aeryn is still in bed looking down at him. Both of them share a look of complete surprise and confusion.
CRICHTON
Did we just starburst?
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INT. TALYN'S BRIDGE -- MOMENTS LATER
Throughout the scene the ship shudders and lurches from time to time.
Aeryn and Crichton enter the command deck.
Crais is already there. He's punching buttons on the command console. There are sparks and smoke shooting out of various points on the bridge. A number of DRDs are gathered around Crais.
CRAIS
(addressing the DRDs)
There's a coolant leak in the access shaft on tier 4. Stress fractures in the hull on tiers 6 and 7, hammond side. And see about the climate controls, it's too warm in here.
The DRDs take off to go about their duties. Crichton just barely avoids tripping on a DRD that zooms past him.
CRAIS
Talyn, you need to calm down. I can't help you otherwise.
AERYN
Crais, why did we starburst?
Crais is too focused on what he's doing to turn around and when he answers the question he's clearly under a lot of stress and extremely irritated.
CRAIS
It wasn't me. There's something wrong with Stark. A DRD found his mask outside of his quarters. Whatever's happening to him is projecting outwards. Talyn can sense it and he's panicking.
Aeryn joins Crais at the control console.
AERYN
His mask is off?
Rygel enters on his throne sled, he is carrying Stark's face plate.
RYGEL
I wonder if I can get something good in trade for this.
CRICHTON
Give me that, Sparky.
Crichton grabs the mask and shoves Rygel away. Talyn lurches extremely violently.
CRICHTON
Whoa! Bumper cars.
CRAIS
Aeryn, I need your help with Talyn. He won't listen to me, and I'm afraid if he doesn't calm down soon he may starburst again.
AERYN
If he starbursts again before we can stabilize him, he'll tear himself apart.
CRICHTON
Uh, that's not good.
Once again the ship shudders.
Aeryn gets to work on the command console.
AERYN
(to Crichton)
Find out where we are.
Crichton goes to another console and tries to work out their location. Rygel flies over to him.
RYGEL
Well? Where the yotz are we?
Crichton seems to come to a terrible realization. He looks up at the view screen.
Crichton's almost talking to himself, he's so distracted by the scene outside.
CRICHTON
Looks like we're east of Hezmana, south of Yotz, in a little town called Deep Dren.
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EXT. TALYN -- CONTINUOUS
Talyn is floating dead in space. There is a sun behind him, it looks like it's just recently gone supernova. There are jets of gas still streaming off of it. Talyn is drifting into a debris field. Perhaps the remains of the system's planets destroyed by the star's explosion.
Small bits of debris are passing hazardously close to Talyn, but there are larger, potentially deadly pieces a bit farther in the debris field.
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INT. TALYN'S BRIDGE -- CONTINUOUS
RYGEL
So we're in an asteroid field. Wonderful.
CRICHTON
We should be so lucky.
AERYN
John, what is it? Where are we?
CRICHTON
Well, radiation is playing hell with Talyn's sensors but it looks like we're in what's left of a solar system. The remains of the star's still spitting out all sorts of gas and plasma and I'd say Talyn managed to starburst us right into the middle of the after picture of Alderaan.
AERYN
Alder... John.
CRICHTON
I'm guessing the star exploded and when it did it destroyed the planets. The energy wave from the star must have pushed all the debris together in a ring.
Talyn shudders again, very violently this time. The crew are tossed about.
CRAIS
NO! Talyn no!
CRICHTON
What? What?
Crais is struggling with something on the control panel. It looks as though it might be an internal battle as well. Aeryn is next to him and tries to take over some of the command functions while Crais continues to struggle.
CRAIS
I'm losing control of Talyn. He's panicking again.
AERYN
Frell. John, you need to find Stark. See what's wrong.
Crichton leaves. He still has Stark's mask in hand.
END OF ACT ONE
Author: The Whole Brain
Email: thewholebrain@wdsection.com
Disclaimer: Farscape does not belong to the Whole Brain and the Whole Brain has not made any profit off of this story at all. FARSCAPE and all related characters and elements are trademarks of The Jim Henson Company.
Summary: Uhh, it's an ep script, so just read on.
Spoilers: This takes place not long after Green Eyed Monster. So there could be spoilers for anything up to that.
Feedback: The Whole Brain would greatly appreciate any constructive comments you may have on this teleplay. This is the Whole Brain's first foray into the realm of Farscape writing and the Whole Brain would really like to know what you think.
Archive: If anybody wishes to archive this, the Whole Brain would like you to ask the Whole Brain first.
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TEASER
FADE IN:
EXT. BUSY MARKET ON A COMMERCE PLANET -- AFTERNOON
Aeryn Sun is walking through the crowded market. She pauses at a stall and picks through some of the bits and pieces on display there. She doesn't seem to find anything that takes her fancy so she moves on to the next stall.
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INT. BAR ON THE COMMERCE PLANET -- CONTINUOUS
Bialar Crais, John Crichton, and Stark are sitting together at a small table in the back of a bar crowded by a mid-afternoon rush. The remains of their lunch are spread out on the table in front of them. Crais and Crichton are continuing what appears to be a never ending argument. Stark isn't paying attention to either of them. He's lost somewhere in his own world. He picks at some blue fruit on a plate in front of Crichton. He chews on a couple of pieces.
CRAIS
Of all the incompetent...
CRICHTON
Crais, I will nail your head to this table and leave you here. I promise.
CRAIS
You aren't going to get very far if Aeryn doesn't find a replacement for that valve. Of course, this wouldn't be an issue if you hadn't broken it.
CRICHTON
I wouldn't have broken it if somebody hadn't turned all the lights off in the corridor when I was working on it.
CRAIS
It was scheduled maintenance.
CRICHTON
I bet it was.
CRAIS
Surely even a lower lifeform such as yourself would have the foresight to bring a light. I can't even begin to understand why Aeryn tolerates you at all.
Crichton's had just about enough of Crais and he's preparing to do something about it. Out of nowhere Stark slams his hand down on the table.
STARK
Seventeen orange Klartews overran the fortress.
Crichton and Crais both sit back. They are obviously confused by Stark's pronouncement but they aren't sure what to say. I mean, really, what do you say to that?
CRICHTON
Yeah, that's ... that's great. Hey, you okay, Stark?
Stark ignores Crichton and begins mumbling incoherently to himself. Crichton looks over at Crais who appears to be fairly disgusted with his life at that moment.
CRAIS
I think I'll go see that the supplies are properly loaded.
Crais leaves.
CRICHTON
Yeah, you go do that.
Crichton watches Crais go then turns to Stark.
CRICHTON
So, Stark, my man. What was that about the orange whosywhatsits?
STARK
There are little sar worms all over my hands. And in my eyes are all the shiny men.
CRICHTON
Well, I don't see any worms or shiny men. But, hey, don't worry, I've been there. Maybe we should head back to the ship. What do you say?
Crichton stands up and puts his hand on Stark's shoulder. Stark pulls violently away with a furious shriek.
STARK
Murderer! Death! Destroyer of worlds! Crichton, butcher of hope!
Stark is up and running through the crowd, pushing people away and in general causing a scene.
CRICHTON
Frell!
Crichton activates his comm badge.
CRICHTON
Aeryn! We've got a problem.
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EXT. BUSY MARKET ON A COMMERCE PLANET -- CONTINUOUS
Aeryn is still in the market, perusing another stall.
AERYN
What kind of problem, John?
CRICHTON (O.S.)
Stark's snapped.
AERYN
Snapped what?
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INT. BAR ON THE COMMERCE PLANET -- CONTINUOUS
Crichton is trying to get out of the bar after Stark but there is a crush of people and beings pointing and pulling at him.
CRICHTON
No, I mean he's gone crazy. Crazier. He's drawing attention to us. Bad attention, Aeryn.
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EXT. BUSY MARKET ON A COMMERCE PLANET -- CONTINUOUS
Shouts are coming from one side of the market. Aeryn realizes this is likely the result of John's 'problem'. She starts to make her way through the crowd towards the shouts.
AERYN
(spots Stark)
I see him, John. You and Crais get to the transport, I'll get Stark.
CRICHTON (O.S.)
You need help?
AERYN
I can manage Stark.
Aeryn is all business. She shoves through the crowd, right up to the still raving Stark.
STARK
And then the hoards of Peacekeeper defilers burst like giant Sylranin fungus. My eyes die. Die. Die. Die. Die.
Stark looks at Aeryn when she gets to him and he starts to giggle.
STARK
Crichton is a madman.
Aeryn grabs him by the shoulder and levels him with a Pantak Jab. Stark is knocked unconscious.
AERYN
You're one to talk.
BLACKOUT:
CREDITS
<<<<>>>>
ACT ONE
INT. TALYN'S MEDICAL BAY -- LATER
Crais is examining the unconscious Stark.
CRAIS
He has an extremely high fever.
Crichton looks over Crais' shoulder at Stark.
CRICHTON
Any idea what's causing it?
CRAIS
I can't tell. Did he talk to anybody odd? Or eat or drink something?
CRICHTON
You tell me. You were there when he went all weird. We talked to the same people he did and he and I had the same thing for lunch.
CRAIS
Which was?
CRICHTON
Some funky blue fruit the waitress called a rovit and the mystery meat du jour.
Crais looks at Crichton like he can't quite believe the human is that stupid.
CRAIS
You let him eat a rovit? I am constantly in awe of your unlimited capacity for idiocy. Roviti contain a neuro-toxin that has a dire effect on Baniks. We'll be lucky if he survives the night.
Crichton appears to have an internal battle of a sort as he tries to decide if he's more worried about Stark's health or more offended by Crais' attitude.
CRICHTON
How the frell would I know that? And when exactly did I become his baby sitter? You were there too.
CRAIS
It never occurred to you that you might need to know more about the biology of your crew mates?
CRICHTON
And it never occurred to you to pay attention to what your crew mates were eating on strange planets?
CRAIS
It was your fault we were there to begin with. Ultimately the responsibility is yours.
Aeryn walks in to check on Stark. She sees that Crais and Crichton are snipping at each other. She shakes her head slightly. She walks over to Stark and puts her hand on his face, like she's checking his temperature. Stark wakes up, lucid but confused.
STARK
(weakly)
Aeryn Sun. Where am I?
AERYN
You're on Talyn. Do you remember what happened?
STARK
No.
Stark struggles to sit up. Aeryn easily pushes him back down.
STARK
No, I suppose not.
Crais and Crichton have stopped snarling at each other long enough to look over at Aeryn and Stark.
AERYN
What's the last thing you remember?
STARK
Hmm, Crais and John were arguing about something. I wasn't paying any attention to them. We were eating lunch, I think.
CRAIS
You ate a rovit.
STARK
The fruit? Yes, it was quite tasty.
CRAIS
You stupid Banik. Don't you have any idea how toxic those are to your kind? You're lucky to be alive.
Stark is still obviously feeling very ill.
STARK
How would I know that? I'd never even seen a rovit. Slaves eat what they are given, Peacekeeper.
CRAIS
We never fed them to you because we knew they would make you ill.
CRICHTON
How frelling benevolent.
CRAIS
You know nothing about it, Crichton.
CRICHTON
Too bad those pathetic little Banik slaves never knew just how concerned their keepers were for them. They'd be whistling while they worked.
CRAIS
Slaves are a significant monetary investment. Of course we pay attention.
CRICHTON
Listen here, Snow White, Stark isn't one of your seven dwarves.
AERYN
That's enough. Stark needs to rest. You two, take this elsewhere.
Aeryn stares Crais and Crichton down, they leave sullenly. One goes one way, one goes the other.
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INT. CRICHTON'S ROOM -- LATER
Crichton is writing in his journal.
Aeryn walks in and starts putting away her equipment and gets ready for bed.
AERYN
I couldn't find a replacement for that valve.
CRICHTON
For the thousandth time, I'm sorry, I didn't meant to break it. Crais turned all the lights off.
AERYN
I know it was an accident, I was just saying I couldn't find a replacement. I'll go down to the market again in the morning.
CRICHTON
I don't think you should go back. Stark drew a lot of attention to us. I can MacGyver something together tomorrow.
AERYN
MacGyver?
CRICHTON
Yeah, he's this guy on Earth who could you know with the paper clips and the bubble gum, make bombs and stuff. He could like take down third world dictators with a swiss army knife and a box of kleenex. Oh, man, and this one time there were these lasers and stuff and all he had was this chocolate bar and a ...
Aeryn spontaneously leans forward and kisses him. Crichton is obviously surprised.
CRICHTON
Not that I'm complaining, but what was that for?
AERYN
It was the only thing I could think of to shut you up.
CRICHTON
Well you did ask.
Crichton's face breaks into a sly grin. He leans towards Aeryn suggestively.
CRICHTON
Hey, maybe I could tell you the finer points of Magnum P.I. and you could get me to shut up some more.
AERYN
Some other time.
Aeryn is checking her weapon, giving it a nice polish. Crichton goes back to his journal, his mood turning somewhat somber.
CRICHTON
Rain check.
Aeryn gives him a quizzical look. After a moment she looks at him more closely.
AERYN
You look tired, John.
CRICHTON
Yeah. Long day, huh?
Aeryn puts away her weapon and climbs into bed.
AERYN
Come to bed.
Crichton joins her on the bed. He lays down quietly but after just a few seconds he curls up onto his side, almost in a fetal position and he rests his head on Aeryn's stomach. His stress and guilt and grief are getting to him again. Aeryn's face shows her concern and she runs her hand comfortingly through his hair.
AERYN
What's wrong?
There are tears in Crichton's eyes.
CRICHTON
Nothing.
AERYN
(quietly)
Don't lie to me.
CRICHTON
Stark just said some stuff. He... he called me a, uh, a murderer. A butcher.
AERYN
Stark is not well, John. You should know better then to take what he says to heart.
CRICHTON
There's a kind of truth in insanity, Aeryn.
AERYN
And this has been bothering you all day? Stark couldn't even remember anything that happened after he ate the rovit. He was raving.
(pause)
You are not a murderer.
CRICHTON
Yes. I am.
AERYN
You've done what you needed to do to survive.
CRICHTON
I killed you. What does that have to do with my survival?
AERYN
I've never blamed you for that.
CRICHTON
Whether you blame me or not... People die because of me. The people I care about most. You wouldn't be here if it wasn't for Zhann and Zhann wouldn't be dead if it wasn't for me and my damn wormholes.
(to himself)
My stupid, selfish... King Arthur... frelling holy grail.
AERYN
Who's King Arthur?
Crichton lifts his head up and looks at her. He acknowledges her attempt with a weak smile.
CRICHTON
Nice try.
Aeryn shifts in the bed so she can take Crichton's face in her hands, making absolutely sure that he is paying attention to what she is about to say.
AERYN
When Zhann was trying to bring me back I resisted. I knew what it would cost her and I knew I wasn't worth it.
Crichton sits up, looking at her sharply.
CRICHTON
Wait a minute, Sundance.
Aeryn cuts him off, touching her fingers to his lips. She speaks slowly, carefully, as she chooses the right words for what she wants to say.
AERYN
Zhann told me that she loved me. But she told me that more importantly you loved me.
(pause)
My life was a gift from her to us. It didn't cost her any more then she was willing to pay, John.
Crichton lays back down again, his head on Aeryn's stomach.
CRICHTON
But I can't pay her back, can I?
Crichton pauses for a moment and when he speaks again his voice is filled with both conviction and self-loathing.
CRICHTON
And given the choice, I would trade Zhann for you every time. Every time.
Aeryn can't think of anything to say to that, so she does the only thing she can, she holds him more tightly, trying to give him some bit of comfort.
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INT. STARK'S ROOM -- LATER
Stark is lost in a nightmare. He's mumbling to himself. The scene cuts back and forth between the ugly things in Stark's head and his body tossing and turning in his bed.
We see a lot of chaotic images in his head. Horrible images but vague, it's hard to make out. Just turmoil. Except for the images of Zhann. They are fairly clear. Zhann dying repeatedly, grotesquely. She is screaming his name again and again as she dies.
He wakes up suddenly though he's not really out of the nightmare. He stumbles around his room for a few moments and manages to knock his mask off. Bright light shoots from the side of Stark's face and fills the small room.
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INT. CRAIS' ROOM. -- CONTINUOUS
Crais bolts up in bed with a terrified yell. At that moment the ship lurches violently.
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EXT. TALYN -- CONTINUOUS
We see Talyn going into starburst.
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INT. CRICHTON'S ROOM -- CONTINUOUS
Crichton is on the floor, he's obviously just fallen out of bed. Aeryn is still in bed looking down at him. Both of them share a look of complete surprise and confusion.
CRICHTON
Did we just starburst?
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INT. TALYN'S BRIDGE -- MOMENTS LATER
Throughout the scene the ship shudders and lurches from time to time.
Aeryn and Crichton enter the command deck.
Crais is already there. He's punching buttons on the command console. There are sparks and smoke shooting out of various points on the bridge. A number of DRDs are gathered around Crais.
CRAIS
(addressing the DRDs)
There's a coolant leak in the access shaft on tier 4. Stress fractures in the hull on tiers 6 and 7, hammond side. And see about the climate controls, it's too warm in here.
The DRDs take off to go about their duties. Crichton just barely avoids tripping on a DRD that zooms past him.
CRAIS
Talyn, you need to calm down. I can't help you otherwise.
AERYN
Crais, why did we starburst?
Crais is too focused on what he's doing to turn around and when he answers the question he's clearly under a lot of stress and extremely irritated.
CRAIS
It wasn't me. There's something wrong with Stark. A DRD found his mask outside of his quarters. Whatever's happening to him is projecting outwards. Talyn can sense it and he's panicking.
Aeryn joins Crais at the control console.
AERYN
His mask is off?
Rygel enters on his throne sled, he is carrying Stark's face plate.
RYGEL
I wonder if I can get something good in trade for this.
CRICHTON
Give me that, Sparky.
Crichton grabs the mask and shoves Rygel away. Talyn lurches extremely violently.
CRICHTON
Whoa! Bumper cars.
CRAIS
Aeryn, I need your help with Talyn. He won't listen to me, and I'm afraid if he doesn't calm down soon he may starburst again.
AERYN
If he starbursts again before we can stabilize him, he'll tear himself apart.
CRICHTON
Uh, that's not good.
Once again the ship shudders.
Aeryn gets to work on the command console.
AERYN
(to Crichton)
Find out where we are.
Crichton goes to another console and tries to work out their location. Rygel flies over to him.
RYGEL
Well? Where the yotz are we?
Crichton seems to come to a terrible realization. He looks up at the view screen.
Crichton's almost talking to himself, he's so distracted by the scene outside.
CRICHTON
Looks like we're east of Hezmana, south of Yotz, in a little town called Deep Dren.
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EXT. TALYN -- CONTINUOUS
Talyn is floating dead in space. There is a sun behind him, it looks like it's just recently gone supernova. There are jets of gas still streaming off of it. Talyn is drifting into a debris field. Perhaps the remains of the system's planets destroyed by the star's explosion.
Small bits of debris are passing hazardously close to Talyn, but there are larger, potentially deadly pieces a bit farther in the debris field.
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INT. TALYN'S BRIDGE -- CONTINUOUS
RYGEL
So we're in an asteroid field. Wonderful.
CRICHTON
We should be so lucky.
AERYN
John, what is it? Where are we?
CRICHTON
Well, radiation is playing hell with Talyn's sensors but it looks like we're in what's left of a solar system. The remains of the star's still spitting out all sorts of gas and plasma and I'd say Talyn managed to starburst us right into the middle of the after picture of Alderaan.
AERYN
Alder... John.
CRICHTON
I'm guessing the star exploded and when it did it destroyed the planets. The energy wave from the star must have pushed all the debris together in a ring.
Talyn shudders again, very violently this time. The crew are tossed about.
CRAIS
NO! Talyn no!
CRICHTON
What? What?
Crais is struggling with something on the control panel. It looks as though it might be an internal battle as well. Aeryn is next to him and tries to take over some of the command functions while Crais continues to struggle.
CRAIS
I'm losing control of Talyn. He's panicking again.
AERYN
Frell. John, you need to find Stark. See what's wrong.
Crichton leaves. He still has Stark's mask in hand.
END OF ACT ONE