Why should I be? It has a perverse kind of logic to it. Our meeting is the most unlikely happening I could imagine; therefore, we meet. Surprise seems inappropriate somehow.
Jarvik? Of course. Jarvik. Jarvik, the construction worker. What was it now? Any fool could take the Liberator with three pursuit ships. Well, the Liberator will soon be diffusing itself throughout the galaxy as so many billion split particles. So, regrettably, we shall never know. Thanks to the folly of your president, who with her aides and her technical advisers, her battle computers and her captains, extravagantly disposed herself to use four pursuit ships. And yet any fool could have done it with three. Perhaps this particular fool will tell her how. (pause) Well? Have you nothing to say to Servalan?
[Avon kneels next to Servalan, who has been beaten and chained to a wall in the basement of her Presidential estate, by the rebels who overthrew her earlier]
[as he embraces her from behind, his face in her hair] The presidency.
Servalan
Anything is possible.
LLeitz
After all, somebody has to take Practor's place. You could use your influence, I'm sure. And of course you'd know that your secret would be safe with me - Servalan.
Servalan
I'm sure it would. But I don't submit - to blackmail.
LLeitz
There's always a first time. And it's better than being executed.
[Servalan turns to face Leitz as they embrace and begin kissing]
LLeitz
After all, how many people have you killed to conceal your secret?
[As they kiss, Servalan produces a small crystalline energy weapon and holds it near the back of Leitz's neck]
Servalan
You mean now?
[Servalan kisses Leitz one final time before pressing the weapon against his neck, killing him]
[showing Servalan a necklace made of feldon crystals, inside a display case] The Mecronian high priests used these as a symbol of their power. Now, there is a legend about the feldon necklaces. A chief once stole one, the gods became angry and struck him down. Of course, the gods' anger was merely an electrical storm, in which a hunk of polished feldon crystals that size would absorb enough energy to blow holes in any number of recalcitrant chiefs.
Servalan
[sarcastically] How fascinating.
BBelkov
Yes, but you see, the priests have been cashing in on this piece of luck for generations, so I decided to join them! I said their gods had sent me to collect the crystals. Well, not unnaturally, they were not particularly impressed, well not at first anyway.
Servalan
I can imagine.
BBelkov
So I borrowed a necklace. All it needed then was a well-placed remote-controlled laser rifle to ensure that only the chosen one could wear it. After six of them had died in the attempt, they found my survival quite miraculous.
Servalan
Your survival is becoming more miraculous by the moment.
I suggest you go back to the fire. The alternative could be frostbite.
RReeve
I don't believe that. A woman like you?
Servalan
There is something you should realise. There are no women like me. I am unique. That makes me rather dangerous. Good night, Investigator. Sweet dreams.
You're possibly the most unscrupulously venomous woman in the galaxy. Being shut in here with you is rather like being locked in a cage with a panther. A black cat with large golden eyes, and long silver talons.