Aftermath
Original Airdate: January 7, 1980

[Alien battle fleet and Federation fleet approach each other. The Liberator goes into battle]

[Flight deck]

ZEN: Enemy strategy is now confirmed. Battle computers indicate full alien counterattack is underway.

[The battle is engaged]

COMMANDER [OC]: Battle Commander, squadron six, to flagship. Star One is destroyed. Do you copy? Repeat. Aliens have destroyed Star One. Flagship, do you copy?

[Flight deck]

(the flight deck is deserted. Liberator is taking hits)

[Liberator exterior taking hits]

CALLY [OC]: System malfunction on blocks two and three.
AVON [OC]: Vila, go and check the life support capsules.
VILA [OC]: On my way.
AVON [OC]: Zen. Status report.
ZEN: (on loudspeaker) Damage to the navigation computers is beyond the present capacity of the auto-repair systems. The teleport malfunction is now total.

[Corridor]

(Vila is running through)
ZEN: Automatic shutdown has been implemented.

[Life support capsule bay]

(Vila checks the control panel)
VILA: Well, that's all right.
(an explosion knocks Vila the floor and debris hit him on the head. He gets up to be confronted by fire)
VILA: (into communicator) Avon. The life capsules are operational. Let's get out while we still can. ...Avon. ...Avon!

[Sarran from space]

[Sarran beach]

(three mounted warriors ride along. They stop to watch explosions in the sky)
CHEL: This is the day ...that was prophesied. ...The day our Law ..foretold. They will come from the sky to destroy us. They will burn the stars to light their way. We must be prepared.
WARRIOR: Look!
(a flaming ball arcs across the horizon and crashes and explodes on a nearby sand dune)
CHEL: It begins. Hunt them down. Destroy the strangers. Hunt them down and kill them. Kill them! Kill them!!

[Life support capsule bay]

ZEN: (on loudspeaker) Damage control estimates breakdown is now beyond the capacity of auto-repair systems in all areas. Serious malfunction in life support would indicate evacuation by life capsule a priority one requirement.
(Vila opens the door to a life support capsule. Avon and Cally run in carrying Orac in its case)
VILA: We've got to get out of here. Where have you been? Where have you been?
CALLY: Blake didn't want to leave.
VILA: Well, I do!
AVON: I'm surprised you're still here.
VILA: Where's Jenna? We haven't got to wait for her, have we?
CALLY: Jenna's gone with Blake.
AVON: So let's get on with it.
(another explosion leaves Avon unconscious)
CALLY: He's out cold. We must get him into a capsule fast, and then you can put Orac in with him. Come on, quick!
VILA: I've only got one pair of hands, you know.
(there is another explosion)
ZEN: (on loudspeaker) Confirmation is now accepted. Computers recommend immediate evacuation by life capsule.
(Avon is in a capsule)
CALLY: He should be all right.
VILA: But Cally, he won't be able to operate the launch button.
CALLY: We can do it on remote. Come on.

[Liberator exterior showing Avon's capsule launching]

[Life support capsule bay]

(Cally gets into a capsule)
VILA: All right?
CALLY [OC]: Yes.
ZEN: (on loudspeaker) Damage control estimates total failure of life support system in thirty-nine seconds.
(Vila tries to open another capsule)
VILA: It won't open!
(Cally gets out of her capsule)
CALLY: I'll check the overrides.
ZEN: Life support systems will cease to operate in twenty seconds...
CALLY: The relay's been cut. I'll have to reset it.
(she lifts a flap)
CALLY: Hold this.
(she sets to work with a tool)
ZEN: ...seventeen, ...sixteen, ...fifteen...
VILA: Come on, hurry up, hurry up!
ZEN: ...fourteen, ...thirteen, ...twelve...
VILA: Get on with it, get on with it!
ZEN: ...eleven, ...ten, ...nine...

[Avon's capsule]

(Avon comes to as the capsule enters Sarran's atmosphere. A red light is flashing)
AVON: Too fast. ...Too fast. ...Going to burn up.
(he can't reach the controls)
AVON: Orac, you'll have to handle it. Instruct the computer. Get us down. ...Get. us down!
(he passes out)

[Sarran dune]

(two Federation troopers from the crash drop exhausted)
TROOPER #1: That was close.
TROOPER #2: Are we the only ones who got out?
TROOPER #1: Could well be, sir. Most of my section were dead before we hit. Have you any idea where we are, sir?
TROOPER #2: Planet called Sarran, I think. I wasn't able to get a firm fix. Does it matter?
TROOPER #1: No sir, no. I'm very grateful to be out of the battle ...and alive.
TROOPER #2: Do you know how many alien ships were confirmed killed?
TROOPER #1: Five hundred at the last count, sir.
TROOPER #2: I heard it was nearer six.
TROOPER #1: Six hundred?
TROOPER #2: Historic victory, that's what they'll call it.
TROOPER #1: Oh...
TROOPER #2: How does it feel to have made history?
TROOPER #1: Very painful, sir.
TROOPER #2: We lost over eighty percent of the fleet, you know.
TROOPER #1: Eighty percent?
TROOPER #2: We only won because there were more of us than there were of them, ...if you call that winning. Look, there's another one of them.
(they see a re-entry trace in the sky)
TROOPER #1: Did you see what it was, sir?
TROOPER #2: Life capsule, I think.
TROOPER #1: Yeah, but was it one of ours?
TROOPER #2: Couldn't tell.
TROOPER #1: I'd be very careful if I were you, sir. There could be some alien survivors down.
TROOPER #2: Oh, we're all right. We're out of the war, now! Come on.
(the three warriors gallop towards them)
TROOPER #2: Come on!
(they struggle up the dune. Chel catches them, hurls them back down the dune and kills them)

[Sarran beach]

(the door of a smoking life capsule door pops out as the warriors ride up)
CHEL: Dismount.
(Avon falls out of the capsule, gun in hand. A warrior runs at him, kicks the gun away, pins him down and draws a knife to finish him off. The warrior falls over dead with an arrow in his back. Dayna fires a second arrow at the feet of Chel and the other warrior and they ride off. Dayna goes to Avon, who has passed out again)

[Dayna's cave]

(Dayna is ministering Avon)
DAYNA: Are you feeling better?
AVON: Not really. But at least I'm still alive. If I were dead I don't think I'd have this blinding headache.
(Dayna kisses him)
AVON: What was that for?
DAYNA: Curiosity.
AVON: I'm all in favour of healthy curiosity. I hope yours isn't satisfied too easily. I think you've cured my headache.
DAYNA: What's your name?
AVON: Avon.
DAYNA: You are very beautiful, Avon.
AVON: So are you...
DAYNA: ...Dayna.
AVON: Are you a native of this planet?
DAYNA: The ones who tried to kill you are the natives. Do I look like them?
AVON: So where do you come from?
DAYNA: I was born on Earth. My father brought me here when I was a baby.
AVON: Are there many Earth people here?
DAYNA: Just father and myself.
AVON: Just the two of you?
DAYNA: And Lauren. She's of this planet, but she's lived with us since she was a child.
AVON: Three of you. How do you survive? The natives, what do you call them?
DAYNA: The Sarrans.
AVON: The Sarrans don't seem exactly friendly.
DAYNA: They don't trouble us much. Father says they were a problem when we first arrived. Now they leave us alone. They're afraid of us. They're afraid of me, particularly.
AVON: Presumably, it's the bow and arrow.
DAYNA: I like the ancient weapons ...the spear, the sword, the knife. They demand more skill. When you fight with them conflict becomes more personal, more exciting.
AVON: More dangerous.
DAYNA: Of course. Without danger there's no pleasure.
AVON: That must limit your range of pleasures a bit.
DAYNA: You're feeling stronger.
AVON: Yes, I am.
DAYNA: I'll take you to our base.
AVON: Is it far?
DAYNA: No. You should manage it.
AVON: Orac!
DAYNA: What?
AVON: When you found me, I had a box with me, about this size.
DAYNA: There was nothing.
AVON: Then it must still be in the life capsule. You have got to take me back to the place where you found me. ...Now!
DAYNA: Come.

[Sarran beach]

(a warrior removes Orac's case from the capsule and throws it away. As Dayna and Avon approach she pulls him down)
AVON: We must keep moving.
DAYNA: No, just a minute. Look.
(four Sarrans walk past their hiding place)
DAYNA: It's safe now, we can go on.
AVON: You are very good at this.
DAYNA: I told you. I enjoy it. ...Don't you?
AVON: I have had enough excitement for a while. Right now a little boredom wouldn't come amiss.
DAYNA: Right. Come on.
AVON: It's all right. There it is. I'll get it.
DAYNA: Wait.
AVON: You keep watch.
(Avon picks up and discards the gun. He goes to pick up Orac's case)
DAYNA: Avon!
(a warrior attacks Avon and they fight. Avon bests him and grabs the warriors knife but then knocks him out)
DAYNA: You fight well.
AVON: Only when I have to.
(she points her bow at the warrior)
AVON: What are you doing?
DAYNA: He's your enemy.
AVON: He's no danger now. Leave him.
DAYNA: If the situation was reversed, he would have killed you.
AVON: His friends might still manage it. Leave him.
DAYNA: I should have killed him.
(further along the beach Servalan watches a group of warriors pass by)
SERVALAN: (into hand communicator) Open transmission for immediate relay to Federation Fleet Command. Message begins. Escort group nine destroyed en route to main battle zone. President Servalan forced down on planet Sarran. Rescue is now your first priority. Repeat. Rescue takes precedence over everything. Message ends. Acknowledge transmission. ...Answer me, damn you, answer me!
(she picks up a Federation gun, looks down on the two dead troopers and moves off. Back along the beach Avon and Dayna pass a body hanging from a frame with his hands tied to it)
AVON: Dayna!
DAYNA: That's what Chel does to those he doesn't like.
AVON: Chel?
DAYNA: The leader of the Sarrans.
(elsewhere on the beach Chel and five warriors now on foot examine the life capsule)
CHEL: Shakar! This way.
(back with Avon and Dayna he suddenly stops)
DAYNA: Can I help you?
AVON: I'm all right. How much further?
DAYNA: You'll see it in a moment. Come.
(a short way on they couch down and Dayna points)
DAYNA: There.
AVON: I don't see anything.
DAYNA: The sea!
AVON: Oh, I can see the sea.
DAYNA: That is our base.
AVON: You live underneath it?
DAYNA: In it.
AVON: In it? ...Listen, I'm not very keen on water sports even at the best of times.
DAYNA: Don't worry.
AVON: This is not the best of times.
DAYNA: You won't even get your feet wet. Wait here. I'll check it's safe to go on.
AVON: Well, I hope she's not totally insane. Under these circumstances that could be a little bit embarrassing.
(Chel and his warriors pass the body on the frame. A Federation gun touches Avon's cheek)
SERVALAN: Stay quite still.
AVON: Servalan.
SERVALAN: ...You don't sound surprised.
AVON: 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.
SERVALAN: Stand up. ...Over there. Where are Blake and the others?
AVON: I haven't the remotest idea. I'm not even sure that they're alive. I was unconscious. Somebody must have got me into a life capsule.
SERVALAN: And Orac with you. I shall need Orac.
AVON: Where's your ship?
SERVALAN: Plastered over a large area of this miserable planet.
AVON: You should've stayed at Space Command Headquarters.
SERVALAN: The battle was virtually over. A personal appearance is always good politics. ...Especially for a new President.
AVON: Congratulations. Why don't you put away the gun?
SERVALAN: Why should I?
AVON: Good politics?
SERVALAN: I'd need a better reason.
AVON: How about an arrow through the head?
(Dayna has crept up behind Servalan)
SERVALAN: If she fires, the chances are that I would still pull the trigger. Do you want to risk it?
AVON: It's out of my hands.
SERVALAN: Perhaps we can come to some arrangement.
DAYNA: Then you'd better come to it quickly. I've no arrows left for them.
(three warriors gallop towards them)
SERVALAN: In the circumstances, I suggest we forget our differences.
AVON: Give me the gun.
SERVALAN: That won't stop them. ...It's empty.
(she throws the gun down)
AVON: It's a great pity that you and I have always been on opposite sides, Servalan.
DAYNA: You can talk later. Now we must hurry.
(Chel's group are also running towards them. They run towards the sea and Dayna opens hatch in the sand with a hand control pad)
DAYNA: Hurry!
(Avon descends with Orac followed by Servalan. Dayna fires off her last arrow, downing a warrior)
CHEL: Leave him!
(Dayna descends and pulls down the hatch. Chel tugs at the hatch)

[Mellanby base - main section]

AVON: A space vehicle grounded on the seabed?
DAYNA: It was designed as a fixed orbit station. My father landed it here more than twenty years ago. Putting it under the surface gave it the best possible camouflage, and it worked. They looked for us, but they never found us.
SERVALAN: Until now.
DAYNA: The Sarrans? They were never the real problem.
SERVALAN: What's your father's name?
DAYNA: Hal Mellanby.
AVON: Mean anything to you?
SERVALAN: No.
DAYNA: I will tell my father you are here.
AVON: Thank you.
SERVALAN: I would like to clean up if I may, and perhaps you could find me something to wear?
DAYNA: Of course. Come with me.
(Mellanby comes in. He is wearing dark glasses and a circular lens on his tunic)
MELLANBY: Welcome. You're Avon. Dayna told me you were here. I'm Hal Mellanby.
AVON: Good to meet you. Thank you for your hospitality.
MELLANBY: You've been involved in the war.
AVON: You could say that. We were damaged, had to abandon our ship.
MELLANBY: Come and sit down.
AVON: Thank you.
MELLANBY: You're not alone in losing your ship. The losses on both sides have been tremendous. I've been monitoring the status transmissions.
AVON: Did we win?
(Mellanby hands him a small listening device which Avon puts to his ear)
MELLANBY: Still very confused, but there's not much doubt the aliens were virtually wiped out.
(Avon is listening with an earpiece that Mellanby has handed him)
AVON: Well, the price was high enough, but at least we got what we paid for.
MELLANBY: You almost didn't. It was a close-run thing. What's left of the Federation fleet, which isn't much, is scattered halfway across the galaxy. I'd say the Federation's in a lot of trouble.
AVON: Yes, it's difficult to sustain a military dictatorship when you've lost most of the military. ...I only hope Blake survived long enough to realise that he was winning ...both wars.
MELLANBY: Blake? You were with Blake?
AVON: Yes, though it hardly seems to matter now, if it ever did.
MELLANBY: If it mattered? Blake and the Liberator? I've been hearing reports for the last couple of years. You were magnificent.
AVON: Not from where I was sitting.
MELLANBY: You're doubly welcome here, Avon. We have something in common, too. We're both fugitives from the Federation.
AVON: Dayna told me you had enemies.
MELLANBY: I've been hiding here for a long time.
AVON: What was your crime?
MELLANBY: It wasn't a crime, but there's still a price on my head. ...Three million credits.
AVON: You must be very special.
MELLANBY: I constituted a threat to them.
AVON: Then I'm afraid by asking us to come here, you may have put yourself in danger. The woman who was with me is Supreme Commander Servalan. She may even be President Servalan by now.
MELLANBY: Servalan? I've heard of her. Yes, she came into power some years after my defection. ...It's possible she doesn't remember my case.
AVON: Don't count on it. Servalan has a long memory.
MELLANBY: If it comes to the point, I shall take whatever action's necessary to protect my freedom. For her sake, it would be better that she doesn't remember.

[Dayna's room]

DAYNA: Will this be all right? ...I think it should fit you.
SERVALAN: Oh, very attractive. A little old fashioned, and not my colour, but it'll do very nicely.
DAYNA: Not too young for you?
SERVALAN: Oh, I don't think so, do you? I find unsophisticated clothes quite amusing, like unsophisticated people. Obvious, but amusing. ...You say you've been here quite a long time?
(Dayna moves behind a screen to change)
DAYNA: Since I was a small child.
SERVALAN: It must be very boring for you.
DAYNA: Not at all. There never seems to be enough time. I have my tutorials with computers. I like hunting and walking, and I work with my father.
SERVALAN: Doing what?
DAYNA: We design and develop defence systems.
SERVALAN: Really? That must be fascinating. For whom do you develop these systems? Other exiles, like yourselves?
DAYNA: We're not exiles. We chose to come here.
SERVALAN: But I thought you said you were in hiding, that the Federation were searching for you.
(Dayna has changed her dress)
DAYNA: I didn't mention the Federation.
SERVALAN: Oh, how pretty. ...Why else would you hide? A Federation citizen need fear nothing.
DAYNA: You really believe that?
SERVALAN: Of course. The Federation exists to protect its people.
DAYNA: Even from themselves?
SERVALAN: I don't understand.
DAYNA: Is it a crime to be independent? Father wanted independence. The Federation refused him permission to leave Earth so he had to leave secretly.
SERVALAN: And this burning desire for independence ...was this his only reason for leaving Earth?
DAYNA: What do you mean?
SERVALAN: Well, to hide away for twenty-odd years on some remote outer planet seems a trifle obsessive. Was there some other reason for his running away?
DAYNA: No.
SERVALAN: A Federation citizen who fails to register a change of location commits only a minor offence. Only a small fine is imposed. It must have been something more important than that to stop you returning home.
DAYNA: There's nothing else. We just don't want to go back, that's all. We're not criminals, we're not hiding. We stay here because we want to.
SERVALAN: You mustn't let me upset you. It's just that I'm fascinated by your life here. I'm so grateful to you. I don't know what I would have done without you up on the surface. You saved my life, and that's a debt I want to repay. So ...I hope we're going to be friends.
DAYNA: I hope so, too. Is there anything else I can get for you?
SERVALAN: Thank you, no. You've already been more than kind.
DAYNA: Then you finish changing. I'll wait for you in the main section.
SERVALAN: I'll be with you in just a few moments.
(Dayna leaves)
SERVALAN: Hal Mellanby.

[Mellanby base - main section]

MELLANBY: Hold this.
(he hands Avon a strange-looking gun and opens a panel in the wall)
AVON: A test firing area.
MELLANBY: That's right. ...Try it.
(a model of an alien creature moves across and Avon fires)
AVON: Impressive. It seemed to aim itself. I felt it pulling my hand around to the target.
MELLANBY: The weapon has programmable memory. You preset an image of the target, and it automatically lines up on it.
AVON: Remarkable.
MELLANBY: A useful piece of equipment.
AVON: How long did it take you to develop this?
MELLANBY: I didn't. That one was Dayna's project. She has a genius with weaponry systems, and that isn't just a father's pride.
AVON: And yet with all this to choose from, she still goes around with a bow and arrows.
MELLANBY: She takes absurd risks. I try to discourage her, but I think she's trying to prove to herself that there's no weapon, ancient or modern, that she can't master.
AVON: Forgive me asking, but that device you're wearing...
(pointing to the lens on Mellanby' tunic)
MELLANBY: This? It's an image amplifier. Before I left Earth, I was taken in for questioning by Federation Security. They suspected me of supplying weapons to resistance groups, ...and they were right. Anyway, in persuading me to talk they were slightly overzealous. They destroyed my optic nerves. This thing gives me partial vision.
AVON: I'm sorry.
MELLANBY: No need. It's an attitude of the mind. Most men see only what they want to see. The difference in my case is that I know that my vision is limited.
(a metallic booming starts)
AVON: What is it?
MELLANBY: I don't know.
(Lauren runs in)
LAUREN: Do you hear it, Father?
AVON: Any idea where it came from?
LAUREN: There's nothing inside the ship.
MELLANBY: Avon, this is Lauren, my adopted daughter. She and Dayna grew up together.
LAUREN: There it is again.
MELLANBY: Check the surface scan.
LAUREN: That's the north shore.
MELLANBY: Nothing there. Try the west. Nothing there either.
DAYNA: What's happening, father?
MELLANBY: We don't know. We're checking. Lauren, try the south shore.
(warriors are attacking the hatch with a hammer and spike)
DAYNA: Sarrans.
LAUREN: That's the main entry lock.
AVON: Will it hold?
MELLANBY: I'm not sure. They've got metal tools and intelligence to use them properly. Given time, they could open it.
LAUREN: I wonder what's made them so determined suddenly.
AVON: Survivors, like me, probably.
DAYNA: We'll go out through the other hatch. Get round behind them, then we'll have a clear field of fire. Wipe them out with one volley.
(Dayna has picked up the gun that Avon tried)
MELLANBY: No, Dayna, no! Will you never understand? We take life only in the last extreme.
DAYNA: They look fairly extreme to me.
MELLANBY: We'll use vitashock weapons. The blasts will be painful enough to drive them off without causing any permanent injury.
LAUREN: I'll get the guns from the armoury.
MELLANBY: You see that Dayna and I don't agree on some issues.
DAYNA: How can I agree? It contradicts everything I've done all my life. We've made the most sophisticated weapons ever known. They are designed to kill.
MELLANBY: No, Dayna!
DAYNA: They have no other purpose, yet you tell me they should never be used? Does that make sense, Avon?
AVON: I seldom comment on other people's ethics.
(Lauren returns and hands Dayna one of two vitashock weapons)
LAUREN: Dayna.
MELLANBY: You stay here, Avon. We can handle it. ...Come on, Dayna.
(when they have left Avon opens Orac's case and plugs in the activator)
AVON: Orac, I want a status report on the Liberator.
ORAC: The ship has sustained considerable damage, but is now operating at fifty-four percent of normal capacity. This is increasing rapidly as the auto-repair systems complete their functions.
AVON: Can you give me a direct voice link with the Zen computer?
ORAC: Wait.
AVON: ...Come on, Orac, come on!
ORAC: Communicators have locked on to your voice-beam channel. Transmission may begin.
AVON: Zen, this is Avon. Have you any information about the rest of the crew?
ZEN: Direct instructions have been received from Blake.
AVON: Where is he? Is he safe?
ZEN: He reports he's uninjured. A locator malfunction at the time of transmission made it impossible to calculate his exact position.
AVON: The others?
(Servalan has comes in quietly and listens)
ZEN: Routine message interception indicates that Jenna is now on a hospital ship. Her injuries are superficial.
AVON: What was the destination of the hospital ship?
ZEN: That information was unclear.
AVON: All right. What about Vila and Cally?
ZEN: There has been no communication from either of them.
AVON: Is the teleport in operation?
ZEN: Repairs will be complete in two hours and thirty-four minutes.
AVON: How soon can you bring the Liberator into teleport range?

[Liberator in flight]

ZEN: Eight hours is the estimated time.
AVON [OC]: Try and improve on that. Enter orbit with teleport facility set for random pickup.
ZEN: Confirmed.
AVON [OC]: Keep listening out for Vila or Cally. If either of them come in, give their pick up priority over mine.
ZEN: Confirmed.

[Mellanby base - main section]

AVON: That's about all. Keep feeding reports through Orac.
ZEN: Information. A space vehicle has been registering on the detectors. Visual scan now indicates that it is approaching the Liberator. Present status suggests the vehicle will attempt docking beside port entry.

[Liberator with small space vehicle approaching]

AVON [OC]: Can you identify it?
ZEN: Negative.
AVON [OC]: Is there any voice contact?
ZEN: Negative.

[Mellanby base - main section]

AVON: Is it still coming?
ZEN: Confirmed. Full function has been restored on Liberator weaponry systems. The vehicle can be destroyed on your order.
AVON: Do it. No, wait. It could be Vila or Cally getting back. Let it dock.
ZEN: Confirmed.

[Liberator with small space vehicle docking]

[Mellanby base - main section]

AVON: Zen, report! Zen!
(white noise)
AVON: Zen!
(white noise ceases)
ORAC: Further communication with the Liberator is impossible.
AVON: I must know if anyone boards the Liberator. That is vital.
ORAC: The information is not available.
AVON: Re-establish contact as soon as possible.
ORAC: Well, of course I will.
SERVALAN: Avon, you look worried.
AVON: Do I?
SERVALAN: And I thought you were the one who had conquered emotion, replaced feeling with logic.
AVON: I don't really care what you thought.
SERVALAN: Oh, you are worried, aren't you?
AVON: Skip the psychology, Servalan, it is not your strong point.
SERVALAN: You think not? You could be right. After all, we're very alike, you and I.
AVON: I doubt that.
SERVALAN: You are ambitious, ruthless ...you want power and you'd never let conscience stand in the way of achieving it. Well?
AVON: You overestimate me.
SERVALAN: You have one other quality I admire ...very much.
AVON: Yes?
SERVALAN: You are infinitely corruptible. You'd sell out anybody, wouldn't you?
AVON: I don't know. I never really had an offer I felt was worthy of me.
SERVALAN: Then why don't you see if you can find us a drink. We have things to talk about.

[Sarran beach]

(Dayna, Lauren, and Mellanby watch from a vantage point as the warriors attack the hatch)
MELLANBY: Set for minimum power. ...Dayna, set minimum. ...Continuous burst. Fire. ...Cease firing. ...Dayna, I said stop.
DAYNA: They'll come back!
MELLANBY: When they do, we'll give them another blast. Couple more times and they'll come to associate this area with pain. Then they'll leave it alone.
LAUREN: They're starting to edge back.
MELLANBY: Let'em get close.

[Mellanby base - main section]

(Avon is pouring a drink for a reclining Servalan)
SERVALAN: I'm going to be honest with you.
AVON: That should be mildly disconcerting.
SERVALAN: I know the Liberator is on its way here to pick you up.
AVON: What makes you think that?
SERVALAN: I was hiding over there. I heard every word.
AVON: I see. ...Go on.
SERVALAN: My only chance of getting off this planet is if I can make contact with a serviceable Federation ship. That possibility seems fairly remote.
AVON: Surely not. Once they realise the President is marooned they will be coming in droves.
SERVALAN: I don't think so. You see, there's something you probably don't know. ...Star One was destroyed.
AVON: Are you sure?
SERVALAN: Positive. An alien counterattack, it took us by surprise. They reduced the entire planet to so much space debris. Nothing survived.
AVON: And Star One was the basis of Federation power. It controlled everything.
SERVALAN: Exactly, and now it's gone, so is most of the Federation. From now on there will be chaos in the star systems. No central control, no unifying force. Over half the civilised planets left to their fate.
AVON: So Blake's rabble finally get freedom of choice. ...He won after all.
SERVALAN: Forget Blake. You have control of the Liberator now. There's no more powerful ship in the galaxy. You have Orac. Avon! Don't you see what that means?
AVON: You tell me about it.
SERVALAN: You could rebuild it all. All those worlds could be yours, Avon, they're there for the taking. You and I could build an empire greater and more powerful than the Federation ever was or ever could have been. Now, Avon, at this moment we can take history and shape it in our own image. ...Think of it, ...absolute ...power. There is nothing you can imagine that we couldn't do.
AVON: I am thinking of it.
SERVALAN: We can do it, Avon.
AVON: I know we can.
SERVALAN: We'll be answerable to no one. Ours will be the only voice. Imagination our only limit.
(they kiss and then Avon grabs her by the throat and pushes her to the ground)
AVON: Imagination my only limit? I'd be dead in a week.

[Sarran beach]

(warriors at the hatch are receiving another vitashock blast. They run off)
DAYNA: I think they've learned their lesson.
MELLANBY: Good. ...Let's get back. ...Lauren?
LAUREN: I'll stay a while longer, just in case.
MELLANBY: They won't be back.
LAUREN: It won't hurt to wait a while longer. Anyway, when I'm sure it's safe, I want to go a have a look at the entry lock, see if they've done any damage.
DAYNA: I'll stay with you.
LAUREN: There's no need. I can handle it, Dayna.
MELLANBY: All right, but don't take any chances.
LAUREN: I won't.
DAYNA: Keep your head down.
LAUREN: I always do.
CHEL: The light that brings pain comes from those rocks. I saw movement there. When night comes, we will circle that place, and destroy them that would harm us.

[Mellanby base - main section]

(Avon is holding his teleport bracelet open while Dayna works on it with a tool)
AVON: So you have very little to fear from Servalan. There is no real Federation anymore. It's unlikely that anyone will come looking for you. You won't have to hide any longer.
MELLANBY: It's odd. For the last twenty years that's all I've dreamed of, freedom to do what I want, go where I want. Now that I've got it, I'm not sure what to do with it.
AVON: (to Dayna) Thank you.
(he puts the bracelet back on)
AVON: Will you leave this planet?
MELLANBY: I don't know. I... I won't make any decision in a hurry.
AVON: That's probably wise.
MELLANBY: But no matter what I do, I think it would be good for Dayna to get away from here. She should experience other worlds, ...other people.
AVON: She could have some surprises coming.
MELLANBY: She's an intelligent girl. She'll adapt quickly.
AVON: I'm sure she will.
DAYNA: I'm going to bed, father.
AVON: I could do with some rest, as well. It'll be a few hours before the Liberator gets here.
MELLANBY: Is it still on its way?
AVON: I haven't re-established voice contact, but Orac is tracking it. It's right on course.
MELLANBY: So you should be leaving us soon after dawn.
AVON: That's the plan.
MELLANBY: I'll be sure you're awake in plenty of time.
AVON: Thank you. ...Good night.
MELLANBY: Night.
DAYNA: Aren't you going to bed?
MELLANBY: I'll wait up for Lauren. She won't be long. Sleep well.
DAYNA: Good night.
MELLANBY: Night.

[Dayna's room]

(Servalan is searching it. She finds a small green gun)
AVON [OC]: Good night, Dayna.
DAYNA [OC]: I hope you sleep well.
AVON [OC]: I'll see you before I go.
(Servalan quickly lays down as Dayna comes in)

[Sarran beach - night]

(as Lauren turns over)
CHEL: Welcome back to your people.

[Mellanby base - main section]

(quiet with low lighting)

[Dayna's room]

(Servalan quietly leaves carrying the gun)

[Mellanby base - main section]

(Servalan puts the gun on a table and goes over to Orac's case. The lights come on and Mellanby has a gun trained on her)
MELLANBY: Move away from it. You're welcome to leave, but you're not taking Orac with you. Just what were you planning?
SERVALAN: It's quite simple. If I have Orac, Avon will agree to whatever terms I offer him. He can't control the Liberator's teleport without it. It was a good idea, I hadn't counted on anyone being here.
MELLANBY: We all make mistakes.
SERVALAN: That's true. You did yourself, once, didn't you? You see, I finally remembered who you are.
MELLANBY: That was all a long time ago.
SERVALAN: But not forgotten. You led a revolt that took more than three weeks to suppress. It cost a lot of Federation lives.
MELLANBY: And the lives of virtually everyone who followed me.
SERVALAN: You knew the consequences of what you were attempting.
MELLANBY: Yes, and when we failed we made an honourable surrender. We were promised fair trial. Instead, the security forces massacred everyone, men, women, and children. That night I watched them all die. My own wife, ...my friends, ...everybody.
SERVALAN: Everybody but you. Hasn't that ever made you feel guilty, Mellanby?
MELLANBY: Of course it has. I've lived with guilt most of my life. I should have died with them, but I had a chance of saving Dayna. ...I took it.
SERVALAN: They branded you a coward. Your name was universally despised.
MELLANBY: Might have been true. ...I've never been sure.
SERVALAN: Still, ...it's all over now. The Federation is finished. You have nothing to fear anymore.
(Mellanby lowers his gun)
MELLANBY: Nothing to fear.
(as he turns away Servalan has [OC] picked up the gun)
SERVALAN: Mellanby.
(as he turns back she shoots the lens)
SERVALAN: Over here, Mellanby.
(he grabs a walking stick and tries to follow her voice as she moves around)
SERVALAN: ...You're still a loser, aren't you? ...You were then, you are now. ...You don't win wars by running away and hiding.
(she shoots him and picks up Orac and mounts the stairs to the hatch)
MELLANBY: Dayna! ...Avon!...
AVON: Servalan. Orac!
DAYNA: Father!
AVON: He got away from here after all.

[Sarran beach]

(Servalan passes Lauren hanging from a frame. She can hear banging in the distance)

[Mellanby base - main section]

(Dayna hands Avon a vitashock weapon. She has a rifle)
DAYNA: Take this. Ready?
AVON: Yes.
DAYNA: Then let's find her.
AVON: Wait a minute. Take this bracelet. Liberator is due here at anytime. If things go right it could be your only way out.
DAYNA: I'm going nowhere until Servalan is dead.
AVON: Unless we find Orac, neither am I.
(she takes the bracelet)
DAYNA: Then we're agreed. Let's get started.

[Liberator in flight]

[Sarran beach]

(Servalan, now without Orac, shoots down a warrior with a spear. Elsewhere Avon and Dayna have found Lauren)
DAYNA: Lauren, too. ...What's left?
AVON: Servalan. We must find her. Now!
DAYNA: Lauren.
AVON: Listen. Her tracks show that she came this way. There are Sarran tracks as well. They're following her. We must get to her before they do.
(Servalan is caught by a warrior who drags her off)

[Sarran camp]

(Avon and Dayna have followed the tracks and now watch the camp)
AVON: Let's try and get a bit closer.
DAYNA: I can kill her from here. She's well within range.
AVON: No, wait a minute.
DAYNA: Why wait?
AVON: Because I can't see Orac.
DAYNA: What would the Sarrans want with Orac? It is of no value to them.
AVON: Exactly. They may have left it where they captured her. Only Servalan knows.
(a frame is being prepared. Chel is turning Servalan's small green gun over in his hands)
SERVALAN: It's a weapon many times more powerful then yours. You've seen what it can do.
CHEL: It is strong, but there is only one.
SERVALAN: But there are many more. I can get them for you, show you how to use them.
CHEL: You lie.
SERVALAN: Weapons like that would make you invincible.
CHEL: Akran!
(a warrior drags off Servalan)
DAYNA: I'm going to kill her now while I've got the chance.
AVON: No! Orac is our only hope. We have got to get her out of there. Give me a few minutes to get down there, then start firing. Cause as much panic and confusion as you can, but keep your fire away from Servalan.
DAYNA: All right.
AVON: I don't want you telling me afterwards that it was an accident.
(a warrior ties Servalan's wrists to the frame. Avon knocks him out with the vitashock weapon cuts frees her as Dayna shoots down a warrior)
SERVALAN: Thanks.
AVON: You're welcome.
(a warrior pulls down Avon. As another one jumps in Avon kicks him off and Dayna shoots him. Avon knocks the first warrior down the hill. Chel picks him up and pushes him back into the pursuit)
CHEL: Well, there they are, man. Get after them!

[Dayna's cave]

(Avon, Dayna and Servalan seek refuge in Dayna's cave. Three warriors run past the entrance to the cave after hesitating)
AVON: We don't have too much time. Where is Orac?
SERVALAN: Safe.
AVON: Where?
SERVALAN: Let's talk about what I get in return.
AVON: You got your life, didn't you?
SERVALAN: Naturally, I'm grateful. But it's not enough.
DAYNA: You're in no position to bargain.
SERVALAN: Oh, but I am. Without Orac you're helpless, and you know it, don't you Avon?
AVON: What is it you want?
SERVALAN: Passage off this planet. When the Liberator comes in, I want to teleport up ...with you.
AVON: No.
SERVALAN: Then we all stay here together. Be sensible, I'm not asking you to give me the Liberator. Just take me to the nearest civilised planet and put me down. You have nothing to lose.
AVON: All right, I agree. Now where is Orac?
SERVALAN: Oh, no, Avon. Oh, no, it's not that simple. We know each other far too well. There are conditions.
AVON: Go on.
SERVALAN: First of all, I want a gun.
DAYNA: No.
AVON: There is only one.
SERVALAN: I only want one.
AVON: Convince her.
(Servalan looks up at a hard-faced Dayna who has the rifle pointed at her)
SERVALAN: A teleport bracelet.
AVON: I'll give it to you when we have Orac.
SERVALAN: You will give it to me now.
(Avon takes off the bracelet Dayna had been working on)
SERVALAN: ...You have another?
AVON: Yes.
SERVALAN: Good. Then I think I can say we're in business.
AVON: You've got what you wanted, Servalan. Don't expect admiration as well.
DAYNA: There is one thing, perhaps, you haven't accounted for.
SERVALAN: I don't think so.
DAYNA: I'm going to kill you ...sooner or later.
AVON: Where is Orac?
SERVALAN: I hid it near the entry lock.

[Sarran beach]

(at the hatch Dayna covers Servalan)
AVON: All right, where is it?
SERVALAN: Buried over there.
(Avon finds the case, opens it and plugs in Orac's activator)
AVON: Report!
ORAC: Liberator's navigation systems are locked onto this location. I will operate the teleport the moment the ship moves into range.
AVON: All right, we'll be standing by.
(Servalan pushes Dayna's rifle away and knocks her down. When Avon runs up Servalan has the rifle)
SERVALAN: Stay where you are. A pity, Avon. I was willing to share with you.
AVON: Killing us at this point was always part of your plan. That's why I gave you the faulty bracelet.
SERVALAN: You're lying.
AVON: Look at the casing. It's cracked right across.
(as she checks it there is a shot. Chel has fired the small green gun at her)
AVON: Get the bracelet!
(Avon fetches Orac. Dayna grabs the gun, gets the bracelet and pushes Servalan down)
DAYNA: Bracelet.
(Dayna gives Avon the bracelet which he puts on. Servalan is going down through the hatch)
DAYNA: Stop! Servalan, I made you a promise, and I'm going to keep it.
(Chel and the warriors are running towards the hatch. Servalan starts to descend again)
DAYNA: Stop!
(Avon and Dayna teleport and Servalan has closed the hatch as Chel and the warriors arrive)

[Liberator in space]

[Teleport room]

AVON: Are you all right?
DAYNA: Yes.
AVON: When we first met, you said there was no pleasure without danger. Do you still feel that way?
DAYNA: I think I can do without excitement for a little while.
AVON: Good, then let's get to the flight deck. There's a lot to be done. I have to locate the others and pick them up. Come on.
DAYNA: Wait!
(Tarrant has come in and is pointing a gun at them)
TARRANT: Summary execution is the usual punishment for boarding a Federation ship without authority. What are you doing on my ship?

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