Previously on "Killjoys"...
Jaq and I have been making actual plans.
- Did you get it? - And you're sure that's everything we need?
Jaq's long gone.
Jaq's safer being far away from us... he's not a priority.
- I missed you, angry ginger. - Gah!
- We need to wake up Westerley. - Yeah, starting with Gared.
He's safer in the dark.
We came here to stir shit up and blow shit up.
How many ships were destroyed?
How many?
30% of your West seeding fleet.
We have a rebellion. Find out who's awake.
Welcome to my supermax.
I've been hearing rumors that there's a hit planned
on a powerful inmate... Sparlow.
We're gonna do you one better
than finding out who ordered the hit... we're gonna stop it.
All right, I officially owe you one.
But I need to know who's coming after me.
Coren Jeers.
Sharpen your shivs, folks!
There are Killjoys in our midst.
So you're the little shit who's been stealing our food?
We're just hungry.
We?
Did he hurt you?
- No, I'm good. - More could be coming.
We better find your damn cube fast.
You okay?
It's not my cube.
I just know we have to go there next.
What do you think's inside of it?
In the mirror cube?
If you're having these visions,
I bet it's some kind of weapon to fight the Lady.
Why don't you ever talk about her...
my mother?
Because scars bleed when you pick at them.
Did she even want me?
Aneela? Very much.
What about us? What are we?
Well, sometimes when a woman loves another woman very much,
she keeps the human-hybrid baby an evil man put inside her
and promises to protect that boy forever, okay?
- There! - This way!
- Jaq, which way do we go? - That way.
Get behind me. I'm hunting asshole.
Hey.
You okay?
Yeah.
No.
Can't sleep?
No.
Not when we have a ship to take over.
If we got control of this thing,
we can use it to attack
the terraforming plants on Westerley.
Yeah, but...
And then if we get word to Zeph,
then she can start working on evacuating Old Town...
- Okay, sure... - Shh, shh, shh.
And then we take this fight
to that mind-raping bitch
and finish this once and for all.
Awesome.
Just one question...
how do three people take over a maximum-security prison ship
filled with people who hate them?
Yeah, I'm still working on that part.
And what about Johnny?
One crisis at a time.
All right, Newcy, what do we got?
I am detecting a subcutaneous radio-frequency
identification transponder
built around an integrated circuit.
Good.
Now, what's the encasing made of?
I don't know.
Well, guess.
I am an AI.
I am not programmed to guess.
Well, that's what makes it fun.
Come on, we used to do this all the time.
I don't have any record of this "fun."
Well, we'll just have to make our own, then,
starting now.
Come on, guess.
Silicate glass?
- Bingo. - That was fun.
Mm.
What's happening, John?
I have no idea, Newcy.
All X Wing prisoners
assemble in the yard immediately.
I hope this isn't about the prison talent show.
Yeah, we are so not ready.
Whatever this is,
everyone's in on the joke but us.
I present Sylas and Evi Robbel
of Land Robbel...
primary benefactors of this prison
and stewards of the Bellaxion.
Selections for this year's Bellaxion
begins now.
- What the shit is a Bellaxion? - Prison fights.
It's a tournament sponsored by the Qreshis.
I heard about it when I was back in the circuit.
What are you smiling about?
I think I just figured out
how we're taking over this prison.
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The Bellaxion isn't just a fighting tournament.
On the other side of it lies a chance at redemption
and freedom.
Rules are simple...
win, and you keep fighting.
Lose, and you're out of the tournament.
- What a load of shit. - I don't know.
I think it actually sounds kind of cool.
Yeah, that's because you don't have to go into this circus.
And what makes you think you'll get picked?
With my history of prison fights?
Oh, please.
Von Okane.
Serving four consecutive life sentences
for torture, mutilation, and murder.
Hmm.
Well, welcome to the Bellaxion.
Though only the winner of the tournament
will fight the Qreshi champion for a chance at freedom,
those who fight with distinction may be selected
to join Land Robbel's honor guard.
Upon entering the ring,
all neck chips will be disabled.
But rest assured, our guns will be live.
Here we go.
D'avin Jaqobis...
Skyborn Second Shield, decorated marksman,
experienced prison fighter.
- Pass. - What?
I mean... what?
Good.
Now that everyone's so focused on this tournament,
it's the perfect time for us to make our move.
- Do we even have a plan? - Not yet.
But we know someone who owes us a favor.
Congratulations, you've just come up
with the dumbest idea I've ever heard.
You owe us, Sparlow.
This isn't a favor, it's a suicide mission...
for me.
I'm in the middle of a prison beef
with my old pal Coren Jeers.
I lend you my people, I'm as good as dead.
We can protect you from Coren.
Not a chance.
The deck's already stacked against you, Killjoys.
That's not how we see it.
Then you're seeing it wrong.
Even if you can handle Coren, what about the neck chips?
The Warden senses even a sniff of trouble,
you're on the ground convulsing in your own piss.
- So we take the chips out. - Brilliant.
Well, why didn't anyone else think of tha...
Oh, right.
They did, and their heads blew clean off
their shoulders when they tried.
And they still got 4,000 bloodthirsty criminals
chomping at the bit to tear your heads off.
When we take control of the ship,
we'll deposit the rest of the prisoners on Arkyn.
Arkyn?
You mean the empty, desolate moon Arkyn?
Oh, I take it all back.
That's the dumbest idea I've ever heard.
Look, we're not doing this for ourselves.
We're doing this for Westerley.
It's our home, and it's in trouble, Sparlow.
Westerley's always in trouble.
Prima Dezz. Pree.
He was a bartender until you made him a Killjoy,
giving him access to the Company's database,
which he used to destroy your Black Root fleet.
You think I made a mistake?
Is that a statement or a question
you already know the answer to?
Concern yourself less with that
and more with this Pree we're looking for.
And so you know,
just because I removed your cuff
doesn't mean the leash is gone.
Noted.
You've ramped up your efforts rather impressively.
This air quality isn't good for your workers.
I won't need them much longer.
Why would you care?
Why do you need me to find Pree?
You could put out a Warrant and have him
on the Armada by day's end.
And alert the entire rebellion,
so they can scurry underground?
No.
I have the advantage of surprise, and I will keep it.
Now, do you know where this Pree is or not?
If he's awake, he'll be here...
the place he loved in his old life.
Shall we?
Sparlow's right.
We're deeper in the shit than we thought.
Well, at least we're used to that part.
So this is where they're setting up
the preliminary rounds, huh?
Hey, Nuce, what kind of signals you picking up in this room?
I am detecting a single-frequency spot jammer
in your general vicinity.
That's it... Warden said the chips
would be disabled during the fight.
That jammer's how they're doing it.
- So? - So, if we can get one of us
into the fight, we can rip the chip out,
and then I can use it to control every prisoner in here.
How can we do that with one chip?
If I can upload the chip to the mainframe,
then I can bypass the encryption keys,
and I can use it to disable
all the security defenses of every chip.
Okay, well, how do we get into the fight?
Fighter selection is already over.
Well, you guys better figure it out
before I get to Rennika's office to hack the mainframe.
And then we get word back to Zeph about our plan.
How are you gonna get into Rennika's office?
Simple...
she's gonna bring me.
Only three keys.
And here I thought it was gonna be hard to figure out.
Come on.
Ah.
All right, Newcy.
How's that little virus you've been working on for me?
Is this for illegal or unauthorized purposes?
Absolutely not.
Then the virus is ready.
For illegal and unauthorized purposes.
_
Chute number One and Two are clear.
Checking Chute Three now.
Faster, faster. Let's go.
Why are you here?
Your shift is over.
Already? Wow.
What can I say?
I'm married to the work.
Well done.
It's not gonna be easy getting into the fights.
They're a big deal for the prisoners.
The further you get, the harder they fight,
the more respect they earn.
Then we need to figure out something fast.
Prisoner 89436, come with me.
I knew they'd put me in the fights.
You're not in the fights.
Oh, come on.
Well, what's this about?
I don't ask questions, and neither should you.
Let's go, now!
Shit.
Screw it.
Hey.
Lucky for you a punching bag doesn't punch back.
Ah, okay.
All right, come one.
Stand down.
You miss solitary that much, Yardeen?
We can help you with that.
Stop.
Solitary can wait.
I want to see her fight.
- This is my ship, remember? - And this is my tournament...
for which we pay you good money to host, remember?
Oh, she fights.
- Hmm. - Ma'am.
I've been waiting a long time for someone like you...
Someone big, good stock, strong.
I may be a prisoner, but that does not mean
that I'm into weird sex stuff...
or normal sex stuff.
- I have rights. - Oh, Trees, no.
I don't need you for any sex stuff.
Okay, because I wasn't going to do...
I just need you to kill my brother.
Things on Qresh have gotten complicated
since we lost Westerley.
Power struggles are worse than ever,
to say nothing of the food shortages.
Ah, so you're the reason the prison slop is literally slop?
At least you have food.
If it was up to Sylas, you'd all starve...
one of the many things we disagree on...
and one of the reasons he wants to kill me.
Look, I'm sorry
that you and your brother aren't besties,
but I am not a murderer.
I'm not asking you to be a murderer.
I'm asking you to save my life.
_
He's still not here.
No, but he will come back,
even if he doesn't know why.
You see, emotions are the baseline
of human experience.
At the most basic level,
they're a series of chemical interactions...
the way your brain reacts to certain stimuli,
both internal and external.
At the highest level,
they represent the immeasurability
of the human experience.
Drink this.
You're smiling.
What is that? What have you done?
The Nupa root...
it's a common treat for Westerley children.
The body you're in remembers something
that you've never experienced.
What?
The comforts of home...
a parent's embrace...
the most powerful emotion of all...
love.
Understand that, you'll understand us.
The chip usually sits around the carotid artery,
so be careful taking it out or gusher city, all right?
There's yours.
Here, show me where.
It... it's there.
Just, um, got to take the chip out of the guy
before the end of the fight.
Are you gonna say something...
or should I?
About what?
Ever since we got away from The Lady,
things have been weird.
Things are usually weird with us.
It's our brand.
I'm kind of used to it.
So you're gonna keep avoiding me, then?
- I'm not avoiding you. - Bullshit.
D'av told me...
what you're going through.
Yeah, well, he shouldn't have.
No, he shouldn't have, Johnny.
It should have been you.
What happened to us on Westerley
was weird for all of us.
But whatever it was, it wasn't real.
I don't want to talk about this.
We have to, 'cause I need your head in the game.
Whoa.
When have I ever not had your back?
- I never said that you didn't. - Oh, really?
'Cause that's what it sounds like to me.
Hey.
What's going on?
Just two friends talking.
Good luck in the fight.
- Are you okay? - Yeah, I'm fine.
Is it working?
- What do you see? - Nothing.
Okay.
Give me your hands, quitter.
Now close your eyes...
and breathe.
What? What? Did you see it?
It's my dad. He's in trouble.
We have to go back to the Quad to save him.
- Whoa, whoa. After we find the cube. - No, now.
- You'll be walking into a trap. - You don't know that.
Using your enemies loved ones against them...
I invented that move. It's bad bitch 101.
- But they're in trouble. - We all are, Jaq.
We don't all get to do the things we want
and have the life we wanted
in the middle of a godsdamn apocalypse.
Now, you were born to do a job, and you will do it...
because I have not gone through all of this shit
protecting you for nothing.
I wish you were the one we lost in the Green.
In the next fight of the preliminary round,
we have Rankev versus Yalena Yardeen.
- A surprise late addition. - Better late than boring.
Let's fight.
Good luck to you both.
Sparlow can't protect you in here, Killjoy.
My boy's gonna make you wish you'd never been born.
He's gonna make you scream!
I really am.
Hey! No biting allowed!
That's... foul.
Foul! What is this?
Get that to John.
This is an outrage, an absolute outrage.
This calls for a rematch.
We demand a rematch!
No rematch. No rematch.
Wussy!
Is this the part where you tell me biting is frowned upon?
No, this is the part where I ask what you were thinking.
If you thought Coren Jeers hated you before...
Oh, Coren and I go way back.
- No love lost, believe me. - I do.
This doesn't sound like
a "you're out of my fights" kind of lecture.
This shitshow isn't my anything.
Not a fan of human cockfighting?
You mean rich Qreshi assholes coming in here
and telling me how to run my ship?
No. No, I'm not a fan.
Yet you still take their money.
Well, prisons don't run on love alone.
You know, you could be the first person
since the Bellaxion started
that could beat the Qreshi champion.
Wait, you want me to keep fighting?
Qreshis hate being embarrassed.
That's why they make prisoners run a gauntlet of violence
before facing a killer who hasn't broken a sweat.
Now, that's hardly fair.
But from what I hear, you can fight, Yardeen.
And if you beat their champ, maybe they'll think twice
before pissing in my pool anymore.
What's in it for me?
A friend in me for as long as you're in here.
- Not good enough. - Hmm. I'm not surprised.
I want Johnny Jaqobis to go free.
Well, that's a big ask.
Not really.
Look, you only need one of us on this ship.
Send Johnny away, and you're still running a surplus.
All right.
You have a deal.
But try anything stupid,
and you'll have an enemy
Don't forget that.
My patience is wearing thin, Khlyen.
Wait here.
I'm looking for someone.
Can you get your daughter to stop staring at me?
The kid freaks me out, but no offense.
Yes, I'll talk to her.
I'm looking for Pree.
Oof, I haven't seen him in days.
Oh, you, uh, might want to talk to Tiny over here.
He and Pree are, like, best friends.
Pree is in trouble.
Leave, now.
We can do this the hard way or the...
Easy. Easy way. Always easy.
Good. Good, good.
Oh, Warden.
What brings you to the land of the laundry?
Starch your shirt, steam your collar?
Or is it the other way around?
We seem to have encountered a virus
that's causing the food dispensers
to serve larger portions.
Oh, no, more slop... That is a problem.
So far, it's just harmless... but annoying.
And if we run out of food...
"Harmless" and "annoying," and you thought of me?
Should I be flattered?
It depends on if you can fix it or not.
Based on your profile,
you seem to be a bit of a computer whizz.
Oh, you've been creeping my profile?
I should be flattered.
You know?
You should save your smartass banter
for somebody that might actually appreciate it.
Now, I'll ask you again... can you fix it or not?
You'll have to get me into the top level BIOS,
but once I'm in...
you can leave it with me.
Hmm.
I think I have a better idea.
You could let me do it.
Or you could just explain it in a way that makes sense.
What part of "quantifying the platform
by inputting the Puckrin DDX Capacitor"
don't you understand?
- Literally? All of it. - Okay, fine.
Then we'll just wait for the Warden,
and you can explain to her why one of her prisoners
knows her system better than one of her high-paid techs.
She seems like the understanding type.
Just make it fast, okay?
Yeah, yeah, just give me a little room to work my magic.
Oh, shitsticks. That's my bad.
Idiot.
Yeah, but why are you trying to get John
off the ship in the first place?
Because it's the easiest way for him to get to Zeph
and tell her our plan.
If he gets what he wants in the process, so be it.
- What do you think John wants? - Space.
Are you sure that isn't what you want?
I don't know what I want.
I don't even know what to say to him anymore, D'av.
- Warden, is everything okay? - No.
According to med bay, the guy your friend Yardeen
put in the infirmary didn't just lose three pints of blood.
Ouch. She's a hellcat, that one.
He also lost his ID chip.
- Hmm, that's weird. - Maybe.
Or maybe that was the whole point of the fight.
I'm not following.
Well, hopefully you can follow this...
enjoy solitary.
You'll be there a while.
Guys, easy with the merchandise.
Shit.
Double shit.
Are you okay? What hurts?
Whatever you're touching.
Do you really think you can keep going?
I've been worse.
Actually, I don't think you have.
There's a first time for everything.
Stop.
After I've had a lie-down.
Now.
I warned you, Yardeen,
and you still found a way to screw with me.
She has won every fight you put her in.
How is that screwing with you?
Because she obviously thought it would keep me too busy
to notice the chip that she stole
or your hacker boy worming his way into my office.
I don't know what the three of you are up to,
and I don't care, because John Jaqobis is in solitary,
you're out of the fights, and the deal is off.
And as soon as this Bellaxion bullshit is over,
I'm sending this one off with the Qreshis.
And you... hmm...
I'm sending you to the deepest,
darkest slaver pit I can find.
Come on, come on, come on.
For once, it's good to see you, Killjoy.
We need to talk.
Nah, you need to save your energy
for that Qreshi at the end.
- I'm rooting for you. - We all are.
We need to get Johnny out of solitary.
You still owe us a favor. We're calling it in.
What's the rush?
Johnny forgot his night-light. What's the difference?
Sounds like they're up to something.
Yeah, heard about that little handoff in your first fight.
You want my help?
Start talking.
We have a way of taking over this whole ship.
Lock down the guards. Knock out the cons.
But we need Johnny.
How the hells you gonna knock out everyone?
That little handoff got us a chip.
Johnny's got it to turn out everyone's lights.
If you help us, yours stays on.
Everybody's lights?
Yep.
All right.
The last fight, when everyone's watching
you and the Qreshi, that's when I'll bust him out.
I'm not in the fights.
- That's gonna be a problem. - Why?
Because prisoners love an underdog,
which is how you've earned such a big following.
Quit now, they gut you like a pig,
and I can't be seen backing a quitter.
There's no way Rennika's gonna put me back in the fight.
Not unless someone makes her.
You don't know how much this means to me.
Yeah, well, just make sure that the Warden puts my friend
in the final fight...
I'll do whatever you want.
I'll be waiting on my ship to leave
as soon as you're done... what you have to do.
You're going to need this.
Honestly, I'm more of a shooty-stabby kind of guy,
but thanks.
When it goes off, you will demand to see me.
A guard will take you to my quarters.
But I won't be here.
Sylas will... alone.
You've thought of everything, huh?
Unfortunately, my brother hasn't left me much choice.
I'm going to ask you one last time, Carl...
where is Prima Dezz?
Did he steal your tablet, too?
Because I'm pretty sure he stole mine.
Killjoys.
They don't take bribes or sides,
but, you know, tablets... fair game apparently.
Is she even old enough to be in here?
You need to stop lying to us, Carl.
I'm not, really. I'm not.
Then why are you so fidgety?
All right. All right.
It's the Nupa root.
I knew I shouldn't have had it.
It never sat well with me, but I thought maybe this time...
Nope. Nope.
I honestly don't know how much longer
I can keep the portal shut, 'cause...
Thank... Nice to meet you.
Oh. Oh, gods.
You were right.
Humans always do come back to love.
At least you didn't lie about that.
I'm afraid I don't understand.
No. You're afraid that I do.
That's why you're stalling, isn't it... for Yala?
Because you love her,
because you think you can protect her.
You can't.
Now, either find Pree
or find someone who will burn down the galaxy for him.
Use him.
Or so help me, she will burn with the rest of them.
Don't start.
I just wanted to say...
Oh, look, you're starting.
That you're doing a good job.
You think so?
I've been a bit too murder-y around him.
And I don't think he's ever had a vegetable.
He's still alive. He's not broken.
But you're bruising him. He's not cold like you are.
Well, maybe he needs to be to survive all this.
He doesn't need to be like you to survive,
but he does need you.
Why are you pushing him away?
This hasn't exactly been my banner year, Killjoy.
My life on Qresh, my immortality,
Aneela...
all...
There's a saying in First Tongue...
"ty noebee booshen, da-noebee boosh."
"Never claim what you might lose."
Yeah, well, my people have a saying, too...
"Emotional cowards are shitheads
who end up alone and deserve it."
My, you come from a colorful tribe.
Jaq has been trying to tell you something all day.
You need to listen. It's important.
You need to wake up.
Wake up.
Jaq?
Oh, no, no, no, no.
Jaq.
Jaq!
Okay. Okay.
Okay, so, if the Warden
finds Newcy in the office, you just say...
You can just tell her...
Oh, this is a lot easier
when you have a computer to talk to.
Hey, Mannion. Take a walk.
- What is this? - It's your lucky day, Killjoy.
Let's go.
Where's Dutch?
If she's doing what we planned,
she's getting ready for the fight of her life.
You don't have to do this.
Do what, kill the Qreshi?
I'm not gonna do anything.
We'll have this whole place on lockdown
before it gets even close...
Or we're dead.
Whatever comes first.
I'm sorry I got us into all of this.
Hey, it's just one more fight.
It's not just the fight.
It's you having to make a deal with the Qreshis,
me having to do whatever the Warden says.
It's all the Corens and the Sparlows...
Hey, hey. Save it for the ring.
I have spent my whole life being manipulated by Khlyen...
doing whatever he wanted.
And just when I think I find a way out,
a monster comes along and puts me in a cage.
- It never ends. - It will.
And then what?
Hmm?
She's ruined... the one thing
that keeps me getting back up again...
That keeps me grounded...
my gravity.
She took my Johnny away,
and I don't know how to get him back.
That...
that is what you need to tell John, okay?
But first...
you need to kick some giant Qreshi ass...
okay?
Okay.
Are you good?
Yeah.
I just got to keep fighting until we get Sparlow's sign.
No.
Everyone will know if you're fighting just not to lose.
You remember what Sparlow said? You have to fight to win.
Look around.
You beat this guy, we won't just have
a bunch of pissed-off prisoners.
We'll have an army.
Please still be here.
Yes!
First I'll deal with the chips,
and then I'll open the armory for your people,
- but they better be ready. - They're ready.
These are the IDs you have to disable.
You sure got a lot of backup.
In this place, you can never have too many friends.
Disabling these will take too much time.
There's too many protocols to override.
Well, the plan falls apart if you don't.
Shit. Okay, um...
I'll just erase them from the system.
Good.
Fighters, take positions.
Hey.
Okay.
Shit. That's not the plan.
- Nuce, restore all disabled IDs. - _
No, no, no, no, no.
Breach! Disable all prisoners!
I got her, boss.
Hold your fire!
Leave her.
Oh, where's can she go?
This ship is mine.
What was that, Coren?
Sorry, Sparlow.
This ship is ours.
You lying piece of rat shit.
Hey, no need to get hurtful, Killjoy.
Just a matter of numbers.
Me and Coren's versus you and...
- Hmm. - You.
You mean all the prisoners who were just cheering for me.
For the record, I am not with them.
I am an Qreshi. How dare you?
Shut him up.
And now...
we can really settle the score.
The world is a very dangerous place
There are enemies everywhere, always ready to do us harm.
What is the thing that keeps us safe?
It's not the law...
nor is it strength.
It's what we can do for each other.
Whether it's the people we love
or the ones we meet along the way,
this is all we have.
This...
is what makes us human.
Don't you agree?
I-I don't really know what you mean...
or who you are.
I'm the only person that can save the one you love.
Gared...
it's time to wake up.
Hey.
I'm getting pretty good at this tracking business.
You asked me in the forest
what we are now without Aneela.
I didn't plan for you, Jaq.
I wasn't the type to want you.
I was full.
I was fine.
And now you're here,
and I'm still fine.
But I won't be...
If anything ever happens to you...
Because you are my son...
And I am your mother.
And losing Aneela doesn't change any of that.
Queens don't cry, remember?
This one does now.
She's a teeny bit broken.
But...
if saving your dad is what you need to do...
It's up to you.
What are you looking at?
The cube.
Are you being funny?
If so, you're very bad at it.
Give me your hands, quitter.
Close your eyes and breathe.
Now open them.
How did I not see that?
I think you can only see it when you're ready to.
This is why we needed Dutch's DNA.
What's wrong?
Promise you'll find my dad.
Kendry.
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