Script for Weapon

by Chris Boucher

Director: George Spenton-Foster

(c) 1978 by the British Broadcasting Corporation. Series created by Terry Nation. This is a partial dialogue transcript for research purposes and is not for sale under any circumstances. Format (c) 1993 by Susan Clerc and Micky DuPree.

Dramatis Personae:

Roj BlakeGareth Thomas
Jenna StannisSally Knyvette
Kerr AvonPaul Darrow
CallyJan Chappell
Vila RestalMichael Keating
Olag GanDavid Jackson
ZenPeter Tuddenham
OracPeter Tuddenham
TravisBrian Croucher
ServalanJacqueline Pearce
Clonemaster FenKathleen Byron
CoserJohn Bennett
CarnellScott Fredericks
RashelCandace Glendenning
OfficerGraham Simpson
Clone Blake 1Gareth Thomas
Clone Blake 2Gareth Thomas
Voice on Intercom?
Harry FielderReg Turner
Bob Smythe

NOTE: _____ indicates an unintelligible word or phrase.

[A space capsule explodes on planet surface. Coser and Rashel watch from behind some high grass]

COSERNow, even if Security trace us to this planet, they'll assume the ship crashed and we died in the explosion. Did you hear what I said?



RASHELIt's a very clever plan, sir.

COSERI wish it were. Should've planned more carefully. And don't call me, sir. You're not a slave anymore. You're with me now. I set you free.


COSERGot to find somewhere to hide. Follow me.

[A large, two-tiered reception chamber. The upper tier in the background is connected by a flight of stairs to the main level. Panels serve as a low wall supporting the upper tier. Travis stands on the main level. Blake Clone 1 enters on the upper tier and walks down the stairs. He stands across from Travis, who raises his gun arm and takes aim. The wall panels, which have been yellow and green till now, flush red]

CLONENo! [Drops to his knees] Please! [Travis shoots. Mist pours down the stairs and the walls turn white. Clonemaster Fen descends the stairs amid mist and music. She stops by the dead Clone]

FENWhy did you kill him?

TRAVISThat's no concern of yours. You've been paid.

FENNot for this.

TRAVISFor whatever I choose.

FENYou're a sad man, Travis. Life must have reverence.

TRAVISNow. I want the other one.


TRAVISGet the other one.

FENYou know better than this.


FENThe Federation does not protect us out of altruism. They know our value and our threat.

TRAVISYou flatter yourselves.

FENDo we? [Clone 2 enters on the upper tier, sees dead clone]

[Exterior shot of Liberator]

[Flight deck]

AVONWhere's Blake?

JENNAI have no idea. Why ask me?

AVONBecause I thought you might know.

JENNAWell, I don't.

CALLYHe's gone to have a rest.

AVONI see. Orac has just come up with the computation and attack strategy that he asked for. [Holds up a data card]

GANWhat attack strategy?

AVONExactly. Another of Blake's little schemes he hasn't thought fit to tell us about. You are not going to believe the target he has in mind. [O.O.V. He tosses the card down]

CALLYThe Federation Weapons Development Base?

AVONThat's right.

JENNA[Inspects the card] He obviously thought fit to tell someone about it.

CALLYWell, not exactly. I suggested it to him.

JENNAYou suggested it to him? That's very keen of you.

VILAWhy didn't you suggest it to us?

CALLYBecause I knew how you'd react.

AVONAuron may be different, Cally, but on Earth it is considered ill-mannered to kill your friends while committing suicide.

GANWhy that base, Cally?

CALLYSooner or later, Blake is going to attack Federation Central Control on Earth itself.

VILALater. Much later.

AVONAnd alone, probably.

JENNAI doubt that.

GANHe wouldn't be alone if you just left him, Avon.

AVONYou would stay with him?


AVON[Smiles] Virtually alone, then.

CALLYAnd for that attack we shall need all the weapons we can get.

BLAKE[Enters] And where better to get them than the Weapons Development Base?

AVONAccording to Orac, almost anywhere.

[Coser and Rashel walk through the installation grounds]

COSERWhat do you suppose happened?

RASHELPeople must have left.

COSERI can see that, but why did they leave? This isn't a Federation colony planet, so who were they anyway?

RASHELPerhaps they were free.

COSERThey probably were. So?

RASHELThat's why they left.

COSERIs there anyone there? Hello?

RASHELThey must have been free.

COSERWell, at least we can hide here.

RASHELDon't you see?

COSERI should have known better. A labor-grade slave. You're pathetic.

[Reception chamber]

SERVALANTravis, you are pathetic.

TRAVISIf you say so.

SERVALANOf all the cripple-brained idiots.

TRAVISMe -- or you?

SERVALANWhat did you say?

TRAVISYou're angry, Supreme Commander. Surprised by what I did. [Grasps Servalan by the throat] You devious- You always have been devious. You knew what would happen.

SERVALANTake your hand off me.

TRAVISYou knew if it was Blake I'd kill him. I'd have to kill him.

SERVALANYou'll rot in a slave pit on Ursa Prime, Travis.

TRAVISWe didn't need two, but you insisted. That's why: so you could test one of them on me. You used me like some automatic fault tracer.

SERVALAN[Hits away his hand] And you functioned beautifully. There are no faults. The remaining clone is perfect. Even Blake himself couldn't tell the difference. Our problem now is to persuade the Clonemasters to let us use him.

TRAVISAnd the slave pits?

SERVALANWhen you're of no further use to me, Travis.

TRAVISHonesty, at last. A mark of contempt?

SERVALANOr respect. A man might see it as respect. You would have -- once.

[Flight deck]

BLAKEWhat do you think, Jenna?

AVONI think the basic idea was stupid.

BLAKENo, the idea was logical enough. Jenna?

JENNAA lot more logical than this makes it seem.

AVONIt is a triple-A security installation.

VILAWe have got into those before.

AVONUsually with your screams of protest ringing in our ears. Are you telling me that you're in favor of this idea?

VILANo, not exactly, I just don't think it's stupid. Perhaps -- maybe I'm on your side, Cally.

BLAKEIt's not a question of sides, Vila.

AVONNo, it's a question of intelligence, so your opinion has very little relevance. Blake, almost by definition, the Weapons Development Base must be one of the best defended installations in the Federation.

BLAKEAgreed. Even so.

JENNAStill doesn't explain this. [Waves the data card]

GANHere we are. [Enters carrying Orac] He wasn't very happy at being interrupted.

BLAKEI'll apologize later. Orac, your information on the Weapons Development Base is unsatisfactory.

ORACDefine unsatisfactory.

BLAKEI was about to. Your strategic computations start from the premise that the base is on maximum security alert.

ORACComputer communications traffic indicates that it is.

JENNANot permanently?

ORACIt is not a practice drill.

CALLYSo what is it?

ORACClearly, some occurrence which is a real or apparent threat.

JENNAThank you, Orac. I'm sure we'd have never worked that out for ourselves.

ORACIt is therefore the case that security in the immediate future will be sensitive and alert.

BLAKEA fact to be included in strategic computations. Moral:

AVONNever argue with a computer.


GANWhat was the cause of the alert?

VILAObviously somebody broke in.

CALLYOr out.

BLAKE[Looks at her and then back to Orac] Which is it, Orac?

ORACThat information is not immediately available.

BLAKEWell, can you get it?

ORACIt has no bearing on the problem.

BLAKECan you get it?


BLAKEHow long is eventually?

ORACIt will require time and resources far in excess of the value of the information.

BLAKEWell, get it anyway. I want the reason for that alert.

ORACVery well. I will report -- in due course.

GANThat doesn't sound very promising. Someone must have made an attack on the base.

VILAWho'd be stupid enough to do that?

AVON[Snaps his fingers] Justify "stupid."

GANI mean, they wouldn't have called a maximum alert if someone had just deserted.

BLAKEZen, put the navigation computers on-line.

ZENConfirmed. Computers on-line.

BLAKEAssume a fugitive from the Weapons Development Base, and a stolen ship capable of one-man operation. Assume no outside help. Where would he go? Orac, I want a series of options rated according to probability. Oh, and one more assumption: when he left, he took with him something secret and valuable.

AVONSo secret and so valuable, that the base went to maximum alert.

[An abandoned messroom at the installation. Three black rats feed on crumbs on a white table. Tables and chairs in disarray fill the room. Cobwebs cling to the walls. Rashel enters alone]

COSER[O.O.V.] Rashel. Rashel, where are you? [Enters]

RASHELI'm here.

COSERDon't wander off like that.

RASHELNo, sir. I think this was a messroom. We could be comfortable in here. [She starts arranging chairs]


RASHELI'll clean it up. It'll be fine, you'll see.

COSERFine for you, maybe. Probably not much worse than what you're used to.

RASHELPlease, rest. You're tired. I'll make us some food. You'll feel better then.

COSER[Shouts] I feel fine now! [Throws furniture] You dare treat me like a stupid child!

RASHELI'm sorry. I was just trying to please you, sir.

COSERAnd don't call me sir. That's what THEY always wanted. "Yes, sir." "Of course, sir." "At once, sir." They treat you like dirt, patronize you. Doesn't really matter. You get used to it. I mean, I didn't really care about that. [Pounds on the table] Are you listening to me?

RASHELYes, sir.

COSERThey were trying to take the credit for my work. They were going to steal it right in front of me. As though I were so unimportant or stupid they didn't even have to pretend it wasn't happening. That's what really made me angry -- the contempt they had for me. Well, they can think again now. Just wait till senior echelon hears about this. They'll remember my name then.

[Reception chamber]


SERVALANYou don't hurry a Clonemaster.

TRAVISOut of respect, Supreme Commander?

SERVALANThey are a little awesome.

TRAVISReverence? I wouldn't have thought you capable of it.

SERVALANI'm capable of taking the one thing you have left if you persist with your impertinence, Travis.

TRAVISMy visits to the retraining therapist have left me ... I don't know. Is there anything of value that remains to me?

SERVALAN[Runs her hand up his chest] Blake's death.

TRAVISI meant no impudence, Supreme Commander. [Fen descends the stairs amid mist and music as Servalan and Travis talk]

SERVALANThe Clonemasters are awesome, Travis, because they have ultimate power. They can create life, and in whatever form they wish.

TRAVISAs can a number of Federation biologists even today. Cloning's been known for centuries, but was abandoned because it was inefficient and tended towards genetic stagnation.

FEN[Stands across from them] I fear you are both mistaken.

SERVALAN[Bows] Clonemaster Fen.

FEN[Inclines her head] Servalan. It was never abandoned, Travis. The leaders feared its potential as a weapon. But a weapon once created cannot be abandoned. It can only be contained. And so they entrusted it to us. And we cannot create life in any form we wish. That would violate the Rule of Life.

TRAVISPower usually makes its own rules.

FENMy predecessor believed in the Rule of Life. When the time came, a single cell was taken from her and stimulated into growth. The child was identical in every way to the child that she had once been. She brought it up, taught it, trained it -- so that when that child became a woman, she not only looked like my predecessor, she thought like her. And like her, I believe in the Rule of Life.

SERVALANYou were cloned. I did not realize that.

FENAll the Clonemasters are themselves cloned. All are identical to the original group that came to this planet.

SERVALANAnd are trusted for the same reasons they were trusted.

TRAVISBelief in the Rule of Life .... What about an enemy who doesn't believe in it? What's to stop him cloning a whole army of fanatics to move in against us?

FENNothing. But if it happened the Rule of Life is clear. We would help you.

SERVALANThe weapon is ours, and safe because it guards itself.

FENPrecisely so. [The room darkens and the color of the light vascillates] It responds to mood.

TRAVISWhose in particular?

FENLike most of our city, this room lives; a vegetable biologically adapted but living and growing -- and all life, Travis, is linked. [Laces her fingers] That is the basis of the Rule of Life.

SERVALANClonemaster Fen, I must ask you about Blake. [Fen raises a hand and Clone 2 enters on the upper tier]
CLONE 2[Bows to Fen] Master. Lady. Sir.

SERVALANHe's very polite.

FENHe is not a clone in the true sense.

SERVALANBut he is a man?
CLONE 2Oh, yes, he is.

FENYou sent us Blake's DNA identity profile. >From that we deduced a full genetic pattern and created this man, whole and adult as you see him.

TRAVISDoesn't that violate your Rule of Life?

FENWe may copy life. We may not create new forms. This man is a copy of Blake, a physical copy only, because he was not grown from a cell taken from Blake. And since he has not Blake's experiences, he cannot be Blake. We have given him some background knowledge, the beginnings of identity, and the basis of understanding.

TRAVISI see. [To Clone 2] What's your name?
CLONE 2Roj Blake. What's yours?

TRAVISHow old are you?
CLONE 2Thirty-four.

FENWhen were you born?
CLONE 2Five hours ago, Master. [Bows to her]

SERVALANDiverting idea. [To Clonemaster Fen] The Federation needs this man. [A Federation guard signals from a doorway on a sunken tier and Travis goes over to talk to him]

FENI know. That is why we agreed to create them.

SERVALANSpace Commander Travis bitterly regrets what happened. It was the action of a dedicated officer taken by surprise.

FENDoes he always kill when taken by surprise?

TRAVISSupreme Commander.

SERVALAN[To Fen] Forgive me. [To Travis] What is it?

TRAVISThis just came in on the command ship security band. [Shows her the message brought by the guard]

SERVALANTake one of the escort ships and get back to Headquarters immediately. I want to know how this happened and why, Travis. And I want the man Coser found.


SERVALANWhen I've dealt with this tiresome female, I'll follow. I shall expect you to have the answers by the time I return. Now go.

TRAVISSupreme Commander. [Leaves]

SERVALANYou are right, Clonemaster Fen. Travis's behavior was unpardonable. I have ordered him back to my headquarters with instructions to place himself under arrest pending immediate court martial proceedings. I trust this is in accordance with the Rule of Life.

FENYou understand the Rule of Life, Servalan. Almost as thoroughly as you understand -- trust. [Leaves]

[Exterior shot of Liberator]

[Flight deck]

BLAKESo -- something called IMIPAK is missing, together with a Beta class weapons technician named Coser.

ORACThat IS what I said.

BLAKEYou also said the information would be virtually impossible to obtain.

ORACIt would have been, but I picked up a command ship security band for which you already have the code.

BLAKEFortunate coincidence.

ORACNot really. When you obtained the code, you did instruct me to monitor command ship frequencies and pass relevant data to the battle computers.

JENNADo you know who the message was for?

ORACNo. It was a priority one - for automatic relay to the senior officer present.

BLAKEOrac, I want more information. I want to know everything there is to know about this man Coser; I want to know how he got out of the base; and I want to know what IMIPAK is.

ORACI am unlikely to be able-

BLAKE[Overlapping and interrupting] To be able to get that information, yes, I know. Maybe you'll get lucky again.

ORACThere is no rational basis for the concept you call luck.

BLAKEOh, just get on with it. [Disconnects]

JENNAMaybe IMIPAK is another Orac. If we captured it perhaps we could breed from them.

BLAKEWhat a disgusting idea.

JENNA[Smiles] Well, despite Orac's lucky eavesdropping, we're not much wiser, are we?

BLAKECoser's only a Beta class weapons technician, so he's not important enough to have caused all this fuss.

JENNASo it must be IMIPAK.

BLAKEAnd logically, IMIPAK must be a weapon and logically, Coser must have it.

JENNABut we're no closer to finding either of them.

BLAKEAll right, let's get closer. Zen, what's the flight time to the maximum security space zone?

ZENFifteen hours.

JENNAIf we're careful.

BLAKEBy all means, let's be careful.

[Messroom. It is night-time. Rashel and Coser sit at a table on which are two box-shaped lights]

COSERThis place gives the creeps.

RASHELIt is very quiet.

COSERSomething wrong with it. Something here. Don't you feel it?



RASHELWhat is it?

COSERShhh. Listen. Did you hear it? Sort of slithering noise.

RASHELI can't hear anything.

COSERYou think I'm imagining it, don't you?

RASHELPerhaps it was a rat.


RASHELRats are very clever. They go everywhere that people go. On all the colonized planets there are rats, did you know that? I heard a freighter pilot telling someone about it. Oh dear.

COSERWhat's the matter?

RASHELBond slaves aren't supposed to listen to the conversations of the free grades.

COSERNot likely to report you, am I?

RASHELI'm sorry.

COSERStill, I know what you mean. Beta-grade technicians aren't supposed to be clever enough to develop a weapon like IMIPAK, only I did.

RASHELWere they going to punish you? A disobedient slave can be modified.

COSERDid you hear it that time? It's coming from over there [He points to the door. Rashel picks up a light and leaves to investigate the hall] What are you doing? Don't do that! Rashel! Rashel, come back here! Come back here do you - Rashel!

RASHEL[Re-enters from the hall] It must have been a rat.

COSER[Pulls her by her arm and pushes her across the room. Shouts] _____ I'll kill you, do you hear?


COSERI'll kill you!

[Servalan's office. Servalan's temper rises throughout the exchange with Travis]


TRAVISAll dead. Everyone connected with the project. And judging by what's left of them, he used IMIPAK to do it.

SERVALANWell, that's some consolation, I suppose. At least we know it works.

TRAVISAt the moment, that's all we do know.


TRAVISHe destroyed all recorded data and took the prototype with him.

SERVALANAnd security?

TRAVISTaken by surprise.

SERVALAN"Taken by surprise"?

TRAVISIt seems this man Coser is brighter than his grade classification would suggest.

SERVALANI assume the security commander is under arrest.



TRAVISHe died -- under interrogation. You said you wanted quick results!

SERVALANWas he implicated?




SERVALANHe might have told us where Coser is.

TRAVISThe computers have narrowed it down. There are only four planets he could have reached.

SERVALANThat's not quite narrow enough, Travis.

TRAVISI've assigned aerial survey teams. We'll find his ship soon. And when we do, I shall need more men.

SERVALANRegular troops?

TRAVISYes, as many as possible.

SERVALANTo search for a dangerous psychopath with a highly effective secret weapon?

TRAVISSome losses are inevitable!

SERVALANLosses?!? Travis, have you no sense of proportion at all?


SERVALANIf he's cornered, he might destroy the weapon.

TRAVISI should have realized.

SERVALANI don't find stupidity amusing, Travis.


SERVALANAre we certain he wasn't met by any other ships?

TRAVISAs certain as we can be. I've had the four planets seeded to make certain it doesn't happen now.

SERVALANNot TOO obviously, I hope. If there are others involved, I don't want them frightened off.

TRAVISSmall proximity mines in random orbit. Virtually undetectable until they explode.

SERVALANVery well. [Picks up a red plastic flower] Keep me informed.

TRAVISYou do have Blake's clone, Supreme Commander?

SERVALANOf course, Travis.

TRAVISWell, if he's to be of any use to us, his training should begin as soon as possible.

SERVALANIt already has, Travis.

TRAVISOf course, Supreme Commander. [Leaves]

SERVALAN[Presses a button on the intercom console and the walls are suffused by pastel lights, then speaks into the intercom] Send in Carnell.

CARNELL[Enters and notes color changes] Supreme Commander.

SERVALANIt's going wrong, Carnell.

CARNELLWrong? Ma'am, I'm mortified by your lack of confidence.

SERVALANIf I lose Coser -- and his invention -- mortified is exactly what you'll be.

CARNELLI realize that.

SERVALANSo long as you do.

CARNELLA brilliant psychostrategist like me? Come now, Supreme Commander. How would I not?

SERVALANCarnell...[She walks from her desk, around the back of his chair to the other side]

CARNELLYes, Supreme Commander?

SERVALAN[Runs her hand down his chest] You miscalculated Coser's breakdown.

CARNELLHe went a little sooner, that's all. The rest will be on schedule. You'll get IMIPAK. And when you do, no one will realize you've got it, because everyone else involved will either be dead or running away.[Grasps her hand but she walks away]

SERVALANExcept you.

CARNELLShould I be nervous?

SERVALAN[Picks up the flower and smiles] Oh, you're the strategist -- you tell me.

[Flight deck]

BLAKE[Draws on the main screen by remote] Zen's best guess is that he's here. Offers?

GANLet's go and get him.

AVONGung ho.

VILAYou go and get him. We're already too close to the security zone for my taste.


JENNAIf we know he's there, chances are Federation Security know it, too.

CALLYZen may have been wrong.

AVONIn which case going there would be safe but pointless.

VILANow that I wouldn't object to.

JENNABe quiet, Vila.

VILAWhy ask my opinion in the first place?

CALLYActually, nobody did.

VILAThat's the last time I stand up for you.


AVONI think we should go and get him. Always assuming that he is there, and Federation Security are not.

JENNA[Smiles] Gung ho? [Blake smiles]

AVONWe do not know what IMIPAK is.

BLAKEExactly. The least we've got to do is find out what it does.

VILAWhy have we? I can live without it.

BLAKEIt's just conceivable that you can't.

AVONUnless of course you want your last words to be, "So THAT'S IMIPAK."

VILAI think my brain must be furring up.

GANIMIPAK might be something they can use against us, Vila.

VILAOnly if it can run faster than we can.

BLAKEJenna, set a course for that planet.

JENNAI already have.

BLAKEZen, put the battle computers on-line.


BLAKEFull range on the detectors, constant scan.


BLAKERight. [Zips up his collar] Let's see what we're going to do when we get there.

[Servalan's office. The intercom chimes]

SERVALAN[Into intercom]: Yes, Travis?

TRAVIS[Face appears on intercom screen visible next to Servalan] We found his ship - it looks to have crashed and blown up.

SERVALANWait. [Clicks off the intercom and turns to Carnell] Carnell?

CARNELL[Playing with a hand-held chess computer] It's a ruse. He landed first, then blew up the ship.

SERVALANLeaving himself no means of escape?

CARNELLGuilt. Symbolic suicide.


CARNELLIt fits his personality. Checkmate. Six times in a row I've beaten it. Supposed to be the best chess computer available. Cost me a fortune. I don't suppose you'd care to discuss my fee at this particular point, would you?

SERVALAN[Smiles] No.


SERVALANWhy are you so certain he isn't dead?

CARNELLHe's too good a pilot to have lost control that close to the ground.

SERVALANYou don't know how close to the ground he was.

CARNELLThey identified the remains of the ship. If he'd lost it in the descent from primary orbit, there'd be nothing left to find, let alone identify. Therefore, he was close and slow when it happened. Therefore, it didn't happen.

SERVALANYou're very plausible.

CARNELLI'm very good, Supreme Commander, believe me. I've taken everyone and everything into consideration. It's all as predictable as that very expensive chess machine.

SERVALAN[Into intercom] Travis, I want three pursuit ships ready for immediate launch. And I want all in the vicinity of that planet recalled.

TRAVIS[Visible on screen] Recalled?

SERVALANThat's what I said.

TRAVIS[Visible on screen] May I ask why?

SERVALANNo, you may not. [Clicks off the intercom and turns back toward Carnell] You'd better be right.

CARNELLBy now Coser is completely psychotic. It won't strike him as remotely odd that a folk hero he admires so much arrives out of nowhere. And when a second Blake turns up, he probably won't even notice. He's a very sick man. He shouldn't be totally alone as he is. It's awfully bad for his health.

[Messroom. Rashel awakens Coser]

COSERWhat? What's the matter?

RASHELShhh. Listen. [Squeaking rodent sounds in the hall]

COSEROne of your clever rats wasn't clever enough.

RASHELWhat do you think's out there?

COSERHow should I know? I don't care as long as it stays there.

RASHELListen. [Growling noises in the hall] Look. [A shadow is visible at the door window]


RASHELIs it gone? [The shadow is growling and scratching at the door, trying to get in]

COSERListen. [More growling and scratching. It stops] Quickly! [They barricade the door with tables and chairs]

[Servalan's office]

OFFICER[Enters carrying a folder] Supreme Commander?

CARNELL[Appears from the left and looks out the window at the starfield] Almost the only thing I never find boring: contemplating the infinite. Is there something I can do for you?

OFFICERI was to report to the Supreme Commander, sir.

CARNELLToo late, I fear. She's already on her way. "To what?" do I hear you ask?


CARNELLExcellent. It was a trick question. Always remember, the Officer Corps will forgive anything it can understand. Which makes intelligence about the only sin.

OFFICERHave I your leave to go, sir?

CARNELLWhat did you want to see the Supreme Commander about? Or am I being indiscreet?

OFFICERI have a report for her. [Carnell puts out his hand for the report folder] It's confidential.

CARNELL>From an official psychostrategist?

OFFICERYou're a Puppeteer?

CARNELLDo they still call us that? I never really felt that did me justice.

OFFICERMy apologies, sir; I meant no offense.

CARNELLI was offensive. Why shouldn't you be?


CARNELLGive me the report. [Flips the folder open and closes it] Do you play chess?

OFFICERA little, sir.

CARNELL[Hands him the chess computer] Take it, it's yours.

OFFICER[Accepts] Thank you, sir.

CARNELLA small return for saving my life. But then it's all I own. You have my leave to go now. [Officer leaves] And the other mistake I made was not getting an advance on my fee.


COSERHere, wake up.

RASHELWhat is it? Has it gone? [They walk over to the door]

COSERShh. [Thumps the door. No response] Nocturnal predator. Seems to have gone. Help me with this. [They move the barricade] Not too far, just in case. Get ready to shove it closed again.


COSER[Leans out to check hall, re-enters] It's gone.

RASHELI wonder what it was?

COSERI think I'd rather not know. [A giant claw bursts through the door window and attacks Rashel]

RASHELCoser! Coser, help me!

COSER[Assembles the IMIPAK projector] Still! Keep still! Keep flat and still! [Fires the projector. A reddish circle appears on the claw]

RASHELIt's still alive!

COSERI haven't told it it's dead yet. [Picks up a blue box -- the IMIPAK key -- presses buttons, the claw oozes liquid and withdraws. Coser and Rashel inspect the remains] What do you think of that? Not bad, Coser, not bad. For a Beta grade, not bad. I invented that death. It's called IMIPAK.

[Daytime. Clone 2 walks through the compound. He zips his shirt collar and enters the building]

[Messroom. Coser and Rashel are packing boxes]

COSERThis time, I'll pick the place. Somewhere with a strong door.

RASHELPerhaps that creature drove the people away.

COSERI doubt it. Raw materials ran out more like.

RASHELPerhaps that was the only one.

COSERPerhaps, perhaps! Just get on with it, will you?!

RASHELStop treating me like a bond slave! [Coser picks up the projector] You set me free.
CLONE 2[O.O.V.] Coser. [Enters] I am not armed.

COSERI know you. You're Blake. Blake!
CLONE 2Thank you, but I know I am. Who are you?

COSERI'm Coser, my name's Coser. I'm glad you're here. I'm so glad you're here! I've brought something for you, something to help you.

RASHELHow did you find us?
CLONE 2[Looks at Rashel then back at Coser] A gun?

COSERNot just a gun - IMIPAK, it's called IMIPAK: Induced Molecular Instability Projector and Key. IMIPAK.
CLONE 2What does it do?

RASHELIt kills.

COSERShut up! [Shoves her across the room] Will you shut up?!
CLONE 2How does it kill?

COSER[Holds up the projector] This is the projector. It'll work on anything living.
CLONE 2All life is linked. [Laces his fingers]

COSERYou use it like a gun and it projects a potential, an unstable molecular potential in the part of the victim that you hit. The beauty of it is that unless they see you do it, or you tell them you've done it, they don't even know it's happened.
CLONE 2And that kills them?

COSERThis [Picks up the key]-- this kills them. This is the key. When they're in range of this and you press that [Indicates button], it triggers the unstable molecules. Death at the press of a button.
CLONE 2I see.

COSERWhat do you mean, "you see"? Aren't you impressed? Look, once you hit them with this, there's nothing they can do to remove the spot. It's there for as long as they live. And YOU decide how long that is. This has a range of up to a million miles. Just think of it! You set the range here. If he's within a million miles, you can kill a marked man anytime you want without even seeing him again. Or you can leave a whole series of these in various places ready-triggered and he'll kill himself whenever he comes within range of one. Or you can tell him they're there and you can be certain he'll never go where you don't want him to go. Selected victims, groups, whole populations. You can be like God. [Hands IMIPAK to Clone 2]

SERVALAN[Enters] A lofty ambition. [Accepts IMIPAK from Clone 2] Thank you.

COSER[To Clone 2] You betrayed me.

TRAVISBlake is a reformed character. There are only two traitors here.

[Blake, Avon, and Gan materialize in the compound]

BLAKE[Into bracelet] Down and safe. [To Gan and Avon] Keep in contact, right? Be careful, remember he's armed.

GANIf he's here.

AVONHis ship came down within walking distance of the only buildings on the planet. He's here all right.

GANI think he's crashed.

BLAKEWell, don't think; let's search.

[Messroom. Travis enters]

SERVALANAre the guards in clear view?

TRAVISThree of them, as you ordered, Supreme Commander.

SERVALANAnd the fourth is concealed?

TRAVISWith instructions to report back what he sees. What exactly do you expect him to see?

SERVALANAll in good time, Travis. Coser. [Coser looks up and Servalan marks him]


SERVALAN[She advances on him and he cowers away] Let's see, the range would be about eight feet.


SERVALANNo, let's make it four.


SERVALANNot quite within range.

COSERNo! Please! Please! I didn't mean it! [Clone 2 and Rashel witness Coser's death]

[Blake, Avon, and Gan search the installation grounds]


TRAVIS[Inspects Coser's corpse] Very effective weapon. [Servalan marks Travis unbeknownst to him] Good thing his ambitions were small. What about the girl?
CLONE 2No! [Encircles Rashel with his arms] All life must have reverence.

TRAVISI knew that Clonemaster wasn't to be trusted.

SERVALANIt's all right. Take her to another room. Keep her there until I send for you.

RASHEL[As she is shepherded out by Clone 2] Why? What are you waiting for?

[In the compound, Gan attacks a guard and two more come after him. Blake and Avon spot them]

BLAKEDown, Gan! [Blake and Avon shoot the guards]


[A guard speaks to Travis just outside the open messroom door and is marked on the back by Servalan]

TRAVIS[Enters] Blake! How did he get here?

SERVALANOrac picked up the original message to our command ship.

TRAVISThis is what you were waiting for.

SERVALAN[Hands him the projector] Mark them, Travis. We'll kill them at our leisure. Travis, when you know an enemy's strengths, and can use them against them, they become weaknesses.

TRAVIS[To the guard on his way out] Show me.

SERVALANI may not kill you after all, Carnell.

[Travis marks Blake, Gan, and Avon as they search the compound]


SERVALANGuard. Over there. [Motions him to stand inside the room].

[Blake, Avon, and Gan enter the building, burst into the messroom]

BLAKEQuite still!

AVONPut that on the floor. Carefully.

SERVALANI was beginning to think you'd never get here. [Travis places the projector on the floor in front of them]

BLAKEMy apologies, Supreme Commander. The invitation was just a little vague.

AVONThey're too confident, Blake. This looks like some kind of a trap. Let's kill the bait and get out of here.

SERVALANOh, it's not a trap. At least, not in the way you mean. We are the only people on the planet.

BLAKEThe ship?

SERVALANNo one is attacking your ship.

AVONYou believe her?

BLAKEWhat sort of trap is it, then?

SERVALANGuard. [He moves forward. She presses the key. He falls down] That sort. He was marked for death, as you three have been, with that gun. [Avon moves for the projector] Leave it. You're in range now. I press this, and you're all like him.

GANIs she bluffing?

AVONShe's not bluffing, is she, Travis?

TRAVISDo something reckless and find out.

AVONWell now, I might just blow your head off.

BLAKEHow would you like to die, too, Supreme Commander?

SERVALANIMIPAK gives me the edge, Blake. You know it does. But if you want to throw away your only chance ...

AVONWhat chance?

SERVALANThe chance to run. I'm not sure exactly how far the range on this is. It's long, but you might outrun the signal. Now, I'm prepared to give you a small start.



BLAKE[Into bracelet] Get us out of here, Vila. [They teleport]

TRAVISWhy let them go?

SERVALANEveryone will assume that they have taken IMIPAK.


SERVALANBut I've got it. Exactly. And I haven't let them go. I'm allowing Blake time to give his final order: a partial orbit which will ensure that our ships witness the Liberator's escape. When he's done that, you can kill him. [Rashel enters quietly]

[Avon, Blake, Gan, and Vila run onto the flight deck]

AVONIt was a standoff. We should have stayed! Move it Jenna, get us out of here.



BLAKEPartial orbit, Jenna, fast. Put the planet between us and that installation. She would never have let us go if we could directly outrun that signal. Our only chance is to use the planet as a shield.

JENNAOrbit underway. Standard by Two and building.

AVONIt will have to be a very primitive signal, Blake, for this to work.

BLAKEI said it was our only chance. I did not say it was a good one! Time to partial orbit?

JENNAThree minutes.


SERVALANThat should be long enough, I think. All right, Travis, your time has come. Enjoy it. [Hands Travis the key] It's what you've waited for.

[Flight deck]

CALLYPartial orbit in one minute.

GANWe're going to make it, we're going to make it! [Explosion]


RASHEL[Holds the IMIPAK projector] No. Don't press it. You're both marked. [Travis aims his gun arm at her]
CLONE 2[Enters with a Federation gun trained on Travis] Please don't do that.

[Flight deck]

ZENThe planet has been seeded with small proximity mines in random orbit. Detection was too late for warning to be given.


ZENDamage was minor. Power buildup continues.

JENNAWe're below horizon now.

GANThen she's lost!

AVONOnly us. She got what she really wanted.

VILAI thought that was us.

BLAKEIMIPAK. And she beat us to that all right. She seemed to know every single move we were making. It's almost as if we were on strings and she was the puppeteer.

CALLYWhat is IMIPAK? Is there a defense against it?

ZENDetectors report two Federation pursuit ships leaving stationary orbit on intercept course.

BLAKETake us out of here, Jenna. Speed Standard by Eight. I want a lot of space between us and that planet.

GANIs there a defense against IMIPAK?

AVONOf course there is. It's called slavery.

[Exterior shot of Liberator leaving orbit]


RASHELYou can go now. There's nothing for you here.

SERVALANI'll see you never leave this planet.

RASHELI know. But make sure you do it from at least a million miles away.
CLONE 2And don't send anyone to look for us.

RASHELShe won't. There'd be too many questions. And besides, she can't afford for this [Holds up the key] to fall into anyone else's hands.

TRAVISThe weapon guards itself.

SERVALANThank you, Travis.

TRAVISI was merely quoting you, Supreme Commander.

SERVALANContact the ship. I have an appointment with a man named Carnell.

TRAVIS[Regarding the clone on his way out] My compliments.
CLONE 2Is there anything for us here?

RASHELYes. We're free.
CLONE 2Can we survive - alone?

RASHELThere's a subspace communicator somewhere here. We must get a message to Blake, and tell him he's free, too. [Pulls a box out from under the table]
CLONE 2Let me do that. [Their hands touch]

RASHELThen we could start to explore our planet.

[Servalan's office. NOTE: During Carnell's message, he sometimes appears on the intercom screen visible next to Servalan and sometimes directly on camera]

SERVALAN[Into intercom] Gone?
VOICE[V.O., over intercom] Uh...yes. He left a, uh, confidential message for you, Supreme Commander. It's on channel twelve.

CARNELLWelcome back, Supreme Commander. I apologize for not being here in person to greet you, but I think you'll appreciate my reasons. I overlooked the girl. Well, no, to be fair to myself, your people overlooked her. I know she was only a bond slave, but they should have realized she was gone rather sooner than they did. I might have adapted the strategy. Ah well, even a genius can make mistakes. Look at it this way, Supreme Commander, you haven't lost anything. Whereas I, well, I've lost my career, my position, the respect of my peers. Come to think of it, I haven't lost much, either. On the subject of losers, be careful of Travis. The catharsis he got by killing that first clone will have worn off by now. He's as mad as ever he was. But then aren't we all? One last thing, Supreme Commander. I must tell you this. You are undoubtedly the sexiest officer I have ever known. Goodbye, Servalan. [Servalan smiles and picks up the flower]
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