Cally (as she enters) : What can I do?
Strip down the auto-navigator, remove the damaged components, and list them for replacement.
This is going to take time. It could have been worse.
It should have been worse.
Something Blake said. Those ships should have been able to knock us out completely. Why didn't they?
There could be many reasons.
I have considered all of them. Only one is satisfactory.
They didn't want to destroy us.
But it was a full-scale attack!
Was it? Their first attack knocked out our weaponry system. The second run knocked out virtually every instrument system. Right now Liberator is out of control. At least, out of our control.
You think all this was intentional, and we're not running on a random course?
Oh, I think we're going somewhere...quite particular.
I've finished fitting the auto-navigator. And now there is just this detector unit that is burnt out.
You'll find a replacement in the auto-repair cavity.
(Replacing a component) Good. That's all completed.
(Tries to turn Zen on with no luck, Zen just burbles) That's strange. (Tries again) Thought so. Zen is functioning, the computers are working, but not for us.
Avon, there's something wrong in the teleport section - all the controls are activating.
The locators are setting bearings. Come and see.
No! No one is to go near that section until we have Zen under control.
I think I know what's happening now. The teleport section will be the most dangerous area on the ship. When it happens, that is where it will start.
When what happens? What are you talking about?
If I'm right, this will show it. (Connects wires and the component Cally replaced shorts out)
It's rejecting the replacement!
It's more fundamental than that. We are the cause. It is rejecting us.
If it ever comes to a showdown, my money's on Blake. Well, half of it. I'll put the other half on Avon.
Perhaps we could chew our way out.
A2 Alta 2
(V.O., over P.A.) Attention all guards. Security report: slave group number seven have attacked their escort and escaped. They are to be recaptured and eliminated. Repeat: recaptured and eliminated.
(Suddenly stops pacing and spins toward window) Jenna, come here.
You remember Orac's prediction?
That's the least of our problems at the moment.
I checked the star pattern behind Liberator. What Orac predicted was happening halfway across the galaxy. I made a mental note of the configuration.
You're looking at it. This is the Twelfth Sector. Astral point seven eight one. Exactly where Orac predicted we would be destroyed.
What happened to your head?
One of the guards didn't like me.
[looking at Space City on the viewscreen of the Liberator] So that is Space City.
Also known as "The Satellite of Sin".
It had to be someone of limited imagination.
Stop worrying, Cally, I'll be back soon. Tell you what, I'll bring you back a present! What would you like, Cally? Name it, and it's yours...
A necklace, Vila. Made from your teeth.
Look, the Terra Nostra doesn't exist, believe me. It's a...a phantom, a--
It's a legend a lot of people believe in.
And yet you know it doesn't exist. Why are you so certain?
I've got a contact in Federation security. If the syndicate existed, then he'd know about it, wouldn't he?
This contact, he wouldn't be the one who arrested me after I refused your cargo, would he?
Oh, that was a mistake, Jenna. I was doing a favour for a friend. If I'd known what the cargo was, I wouldn't have touched it myself.
You didn't answer the question.
Why do I feel as if I'm on trial here?
Why do I feel as if you should be?
They're beautiful stones. I'm a bit of a collector, in a modest way. I could make you an offer.
They have a sentimental value for me.
Oh, family heirlooms, eh?
No, I'm just sentimental about money.
[Largo chops Jenna on the shoulder as she tries to hide her teleport bracelet, and removes it from her wrist]
Amateur. A pro keeps it simple.
B Bek
Largo's on his way up in the organisation. One sign of weakness and he'll be on his way down again, probably minus his head.
Now there's a happy thought.
(An enforcer points a gun at Avon and Gan)
You'd prefer not to know.
Your professional simplicity is beginning to irritate me.
Central Control (on Cally) : There's a lunatic woman threatening to destroy the city!
I can't find Orac. Even tried calling his name.
Oh, I'm sorry I missed that. It's the kind of natural stupidity no amount of training could ever hope to match.
We chose the wrong approach, that's all.
Is that all? I thought maybe we'd chosen the wrong people to get involved with.
"We chose the wrong approach"?
I chose the wrong approach. Does it matter?
All right, Avon. You were right and I was wrong. You said persuasion wouldn't work and it didn't. So now we use force.
Force? Yes, of course. Law makers, law breakers, let us fight them all. Why not?
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