Previously on "Killjoys"...
- Aneela? - Mother.
I need you to give Lucy the coordinates to the pulsar.
The pulsar is not gone. It's hidden...
by a fake black hole...
Once I introduce this compound into the plasma,
it will kill everyone linked with the Green,
and this will all be over.
Look what she's dripping. The Lady has a green pool.
- What are you doing here? - What's that for?
- I think I should go. - No, no, no, you stay.
This is part of your training, too.
Self-defense is one thing, but that was something else.
The Lady wants him, and he is the key to stopping her.
He is special, and I can train him to be a weapon!
- What am I? - You're my son.
Pack your bags, we're gonna hit the road.
Approaching Telen. Welcome home, Johnny.
So, very important question...
dark boots or the slightly darker boots?
This is an extraction, Johnny, not popping down
to Telen for a home-cooked meal and fresh laundry.
Yes, but our slingshot around Kupri
got us here way ahead of the Hullen,
and I always have time for looking sexy.
So? Eh?
Steel-toe ones, then.
Best for kicking your brother's ass.
You sure you don't want to be the one to do it?
Ah, it's gonna be weird enough for D'av
when you show up.
John, I'm sending you a sat map.
Shit.
- What is it, D'av or Hullen? - Worse... a silica storm.
What, are you afraid of a little bad weather?
More like Telen's answer to black rain
but with the world's shittiest sand.
It'll strip the flesh from your bones in minutes.
Get above the atmo as soon as I'm gone.
Scanners and coms are already fritzed.
You're gonna be flying blind.
Look, if you need an evac once you find D'av,
the safest place is the eye of the storm.
- Lucy will find you. - I always do.
Appreciate it, ladies.
Plus side... I know exactly where to find D'av now.
Our family's got one "break glass
in case of emergency" place.
Just better be breaking it fast.
They got about 20 minutes before it hits.
Can we go back to Utopia now?
Still no.
There's sand in my boots.
It's silica dust.
There's silica in my boots.
Are we ever gonna see Dutch and Uncle Johnny again?
Did I do something wrong?
- No. - Then why are we here?
It's about keeping you safe.
Is safe always this boring?
This is Kipsey County, bud.
Most kids would kill to come here...
campfires, silica sliders, pit diving.
So, boring.
We had to stop aging you at teenager.
It's just for one night.
Your grandmother left something that I need to pick up
so I can take you somewhere safe and not boring.
Grandma. Will I get to meet her?
Grandma's not with us anymore.
Family's all gone now.
Get down!
Who is it?
Hullen?
More assassins?
Worse...
it's your grandfather.
- Synced & corrected by MementMori - -- www.addic7ed.com --
Welcome home!
Welcome.
How the hells long has it been, huh?
"Welcome"? You opened fire on us.
Eh, you live to my age and see if you don't
occasionally mistake a person for a sand bear, huh?
- And they let you keep your guns. - Eh...
- What is this place? - The Jaqobis family cabin.
Can I look around?
Yeah, go nuts.
Yeah...
helped build it with my father.
Now, I know what you're thinking, young fella.
"Cabin?
Looks like a bunker."
You see, due to the tidal effect
- of the planet's rings... - Dad.
And, what, with the harsh winters
- and massive storms... - Dad, spare the spiel.
He doesn't even know what a cabin is.
Who is this young fella to you, D'avin?
I'm his son.
Help me with the, uh, air filter.
So a little shore-leave action came back to haunt you, hmm?
Mama hunt you down and dump him on your doorstep?
And you were planning on telling me when?
I wasn't planning on telling you anything.
I know we've had our issues, but I'm a changed man.
Two thaws ago,
I woke up drunk as a lord.
You were there.
But you weren't you. You were this...
this... I don't know... some kind of silver-haired scientist
experimenting on me.
That's weird.
Ended up in a cave at Lake Rounder.
Haven't touched a drop since.
Well, we won't get in your way.
Jaq and me are just here for a few things,
and then we're gone.
You've been offworld a long time, son.
The only place to go in this weather is a grave.
- Silica storm's on its way. - Shit.
Guess we'll just have to ride this one out together.
Yay.
The storm will be with you in minutes, Johnny.
Ah, such a good hair day, too.
And that's not your only storm front.
Two Hullen ships just breached Telen's atmo.
Hoping the storm will rip their asses once they land.
Hullen and supercharged silica...
no place like home.
Holo-call from Zeph on the Armada.
Patch her through, Luce.
What is it, Zeph?
I found an unfrozen green pool.
Well, Pree did on Turin's mission, but still.
The Hullen just gift-wrapped us
a way back into greenspace.
That's not our way in, Zeph.
It's her way out.
The Lady's building an escape hatch.
Okay, definitely more a glass-half-empty situation,
but door to Aneela, so...
little yay?
So is this your peace offering
- for running off with Pip? - Depends. Did it work?
Depends. Did you get the spiderbot out of his brain?
I deactivated it.
He's not a danger anymore to anyone but himself.
So glass-half-full situation?
Yeah, totally.
- You never heard that story? - Dad?
D'avvy, you didn't tell your own son
about the night you joined the army?
It's "D'avin," and I need to talk to you.
Yeah, yeah.
D'avvy comes home one night. He's about 16.
- How old are you, Jaq? - Six days.
13.
It's complicated.
Well, anyways, your father?
He had some behavior issues that got him into trouble.
Oh, I'm the one with behavioral issues. Really?
So I was sheriff at the time,
and I knew what kind of life he was looking at
if he didn't straighten himself out.
He asked my advice...
talked it out, man-to-man.
Enlisted in the army that night.
Last time I saw him.
So you weren't mad that he left home?
Mad?
He enlisted a punk,
came back a man.
Hey, Dad, can I get your advice up here for a second?
Sure.
Where are they?
- Huh? - John's card collection.
I knew that he hid them up here.
Those things? You never gave a damn about Wompball.
No, but I did care about the 50,000 Joy
that Mom hid in it...
for us, for emergencies.
Oh, yeah, that.
Well, things were a little tight, you know?
A fixed income, a drinking problem.
You know...
That wasn't your money.
Listen, D'av, what the hell's going on, hmm?
You go AWOL?
'Cause that is not how I raised you.
You didn't raise me. Mom did.
Okay, look, I know we had our problems...
No, we had one problem... you.
D'av!
Oh, shit.
Ah, storm's picking up.
Water pump.
Great.
Of course I would leave my tools out in the tunnel.
Storm got you spooked?
Nuh-uh.
Well, my mistake, then.
Did you really let my dad go to the army all by himself?
Boys have to learn to look after themselves
so they're not afraid of everything.
I'm not scared.
There's at least 17 things in this room
that I can use as a weapon.
I don't need a weapon.
But...
there is a tool...
that I left in the tunnel.
Think you can get it for me?
Lucy, patch Zeph on to the holo-disc.
So, I was gonna wait until I got back to the Quad,
but if the Lady's booking her escape trip,
you need to tell Turin what Khlyen left us.
Evidence of serious nasal congestion?
Okay, let's see what this puppy's made of.
Receiving on my end, and...
Biological structure... multiple components,
definite evidence of bioengineering,
but the base is some kind of...
spore.
Khlyen sent you to the edge of a star cluster for a spore?
- A weapon. - And it's decaying.
What? How?
Since it's been moved, it started to decay.
Well, can you stop it from decaying?
At this degeneration rate?
How fast can you get back to the Quad?
It depends on D'av.
Uh, why are you chasing after D'av, anyway?
- Because he left. - What happened?
Because I feel like something happened,
but you're not saying anything, which is usually
- a sign that something... - Zeph, you really want to be
talking about boys right now?
Oh, Gods, no. Nope.
I would rather drink my own sick.
Then let's just science, okay?
So how do we stop the spore from dying
before I can even use it?
Well, spores are simple organisms.
Taking it apart on your end
should allow me to re-create it here.
Take it apart how?
A centrifuge, obviously.
Right, yeah, obviously.
Do I have one of those?
Mm... there.
Centrifugal force is how we'll separate the components
from the spore base, like how a salad spinner
pulls water away from... salad.
How you toss your salad is between you and Pip.
Okay, we need to work on your dirty-joke game.
That would have killed with Johnny.
Great, your dad's a badass,
and you get scared by laundry.
There you are.
Hey, hey, it's okay. It's me.
Shh.
Hullen?
Go, go, go.
Made it.
- Johnny? - Johnny?
Hey, Pops, how are things? Good? Peachy.
- D'av, we got to go now. - What the hells is going on?
- Where's Dutch? - Avoiding you.
Also finding us an exit.
We got a squad of Black Root incoming.
What the hell is a "Black Root?"
What kind of shit have you boys tracked onto my rug, huh?
What are you gonna do? Ground us?
- Nice. - Eh.
Shit,
I thought I lost them.
Dad, take him to the back of the cabin.
Barricade yourselves in, wait for our signal.
Don't tell me what to do in my goddamn home!
Do it.
Jaq, everything's gonna be okay. Just wait for us.
So... Best family reunion ever?
They cut the power.
Yeah, that's just the first move.
We got to fortify before they breach.
I got trip charges in my pack.
No, no, no. No power, no filter.
This place will be filled up with silica in an hour,
so they won't have to come in.
They'll just wait and smoke us out.
We can't get this thing back online.
What are the chances that Dad maintained the sand suits?
Sand suits? What do you need sand suits for?
Why aren't you with Jaq?
I can walk around in my own cabin!
Mom's cabin. I asked you to do one thing.
- One! - Oh, he's 13, he's fine.
Would someone please tell me what the hells is going on?
Uh, it's complicated.
I was a goddamn sheriff for 35 years, try me.
Okay.
Jaq is the product of merging DNA of D'av
and a 275-year-old woman who disappeared
in a trans-dimensional space,
and now we're being hunted by her undying enemy.
Fine, don't tell me!
Eldest son is AWOL from the army,
Youngest is doing who knows what shit with his life.
Actually, Dad, I'm a Killjoy now.
Level 5.
Oh, no, you don't.
A bounty hunter?
Bullshit.
- Can I help? - Sorry, bud.
Way too explode-y.
They're trying to get in.
Hey, it's okay to be scared.
I'm not scared.
Were you scared when you went into the army?
Oh, yeah.
But Grandpa said you wanted to go.
Grandpa likes to tell stories,
but he doesn't always get it right.
You know, your Grandpa and I didn't just not get along.
He was mean...
and when he drank, he would take it out on Johnny.
But Uncle Johnny's the best.
Yeah, but Johnny had a way
of getting under the old man's skin, which meant...
he'd take a beating.
So, more often than not,
I would take it for him.
One night...
I had enough...
and I fought back...
hard.
Next thing I knew...
I was in the army.
But you came back a man.
That's not how you become a man.
But Grandpa said when he sent me into the tunnels...
He did what?
So...
Killjoy, huh?
Guess you got a real job there now, huh?
Thanks.
I guess you finally learned how to read worth a damn.
And there it is.
Did you send Jaq into the tunnels?
So what if I did?
You could have got him killed.
Oh, please. He was jumping at his own shadow.
- He can't grow up in a bubble. - He's not in a bubble.
I'm in a sand suit.
Okay, bad timing.
I did the same for him as I did for you,
as the old man did for me.
Look what happens when you don't toughen them up.
Hey, you have no idea what I do.
Oh, please, you fly around drinking
and getting into trouble.
No!
- Sometimes. - Ah...
It's not like I had a great example.
You got something to say to me, JJ?
Sound off like you got a pair.
So, after all these years,
I still got a smart-mouth, slacker,
and now a bastard bed wetter to deal with.
- Say that again about my son. - I can still smack you, boy.
- Hey! - Go ahead!
Jaq.
- You okay? - I'm okay.
Okay.
Trip wire caught something.
Come on.
He's Black Root.
We got to restrain him before he recovers.
All right, I got him.
I got him here.
That bastard is dead, son.
Nah, Hullen are very resilient.
Oh. Damn.
Storm tunnels are clear.
His friends must have fallen back.
Well, they're coming in, that's for sure.
We have to take the fight to them.
No, no, we stick to the plan with the suits.
We head to the eye of the storm and Dutch.
No, Dad's right.
- Excuse me? - What?
Even if we go topside, they're gonna come after us.
Hullen don't need suits like we do.
Dad and I will hold them down. You get Jaq off planet.
I need you to stay with your uncle.
No! Dad, you can't go.
You said you wouldn't leave me.
I said I wouldn't let anything happen to you.
And I won't, okay?
Whatever happens, I'm gonna come back for you.
- You ready? - Yeah.
Johnny, the storm's messing with Lucy's readings,
but I'm detecting between four to seven
new bio signals in the tunnel with you.
Johnny?
The charged particles in the atmosphere
are disrupting my ability to connect with Johnny.
Okay, keep trying.
This is the shit, right?
Theories, hypotheses, answers right and wrong.
This is where the magic happens.
We need to get you drinking more.
Ooh, while we wait, want to play "Guess My Hypothesis"?
- Is it a drinking game? - No.
But also, do you need help?
The game is, I make a hypothesis, then you do.
You play your way, I'll play mine.
Okay. Um, spores are how plants,
algae, and fungi reproduce.
The Hullen parasite relies on a host organism
in a symbiotic relationship.
Well, nothing disrupts a symbiotic relationship
like reproducing.
Okay, so, again, I feel like this is not about the science.
_
- Son of a whiskey dick. - What?
The centrifuge isn't separating the spore.
Whatever this compound is, it repairs its bonds
faster than centrifugal force can pull them apart.
So we spin faster. Up the G-force.
At the rate this thing heals,
you'd have to hurl yourself against the Sun's gravity.
I mean, that's not just...
What?
Any sun?
It's gonna be okay, champ.
No, it's not.
Dad and Grandpa are going to get hurt.
I can see it.
- What? - I can...
remember things before they happen.
Well, that's... unique.
What do you remember right now?
You and Dad and Grandpa...
you're all close together.
It's dark, and I'm in trouble.
But...
no one's coming to save me.
Well, no offense, champ, but that's how I know you're wrong,
because, one...
there's no way your father wouldn't save you.
And, two...
Jaqobis haven't been close, ever.
Is that why you let Grandpa send my dad to the army?
That's not how that happened.
Whatever happens, stay hidden.
Go, go, go!
Stop.
Identify yourself.
I said identify yourself!
- Put the gun down. - Nuh-uh, you first.
You know, last I checked, Hullen don't need gas masks.
No, but sheriffs do.
Charlie?
Charlie Volford?
Johnny godsdamn Jaqobis.
How the hell are you?
Okay, on my go...
Head shots only!
What the hells?
Dad!
I told you, head shots only! Stay behind me!
I've been a lawman for 35 years... I get behind nobody.
- Come on, you sons of bitches! - No! Dad!
- Come on! - Dad! Dad!
Shit!
D'av?
D'av? D'av!
- D'avvy! - He hates that, you know.
Oh, I know.
Do belly buttons ever get mad
that mouths put them out of business?
- Is he okay? - Yeah, he's gonna be fine.
He just got hit with a little Hullen neurobanger.
Temporarily turns your synapses to spaghetti.
- Dad. - I know.
Just close your eyes. It'll stop the spinning.
Can you get your dad a glass of water?
Hey, we got to you, but the Hullen have Dad.
No sign of anyone in the tunnels.
I'll keep trying my station, but we'll need
to secure this place until then.
Charlie Volford?
My dad still busting your ass for breaking curfew
and molesting my brother?
Oh, no. Now I do the busting.
The Jaqobis brothers back on Telen... God help us all.
We're also available for bachelorettes and birthdays.
- Ever the smartass. - Well, stick with your brand.
Where's that gate-crashing Hullen we dragged in here?
He and I have to talk.
I tried. He's not chatty.
Stay put, champ.
I don't want you watching this.
Good, you're awake.
They won't bargain for me and you can't kill me.
What does the Lady want with Jaq?
Jaq?
You shouldn't name things you can't keep.
Well, then I hope you didn't name your balls.
Come in, Dutch.
Lucy?
Damn it.
A storm like this... could be hours till the coms are online.
Childhood sweetheart stuck in a storm,
not enough guns... it's almost romantic.
Ah...
Except for the part where he hits on a married woman.
- Sorry. - Oh, no.
That asshole's long gone.
I just keep the ring to scare off creeps.
Eh, it doesn't always work.
- Got kids, though. - I know you heal...
but the fun of 40,000 volts...
Is how different it feels
each layer you go.
Skin, nerves,
muscle, bone.
- It's gonna sting like a bitch. - We know you, Killjoy.
You're not a sadist.
- Emmy and I'ris. - Mm.
Just started the third grade.
They're with their grandparents right now.
What happened to the girl who made me pinky-swear
we'd spend the rest of our lives boosting ships?
Searching the galaxy for Velubian princesses.
That's a hard way to make a living.
Got to grow up sometime.
Yes, totally.
And what about you?
Did you find any princesses?
I'm kind of married to the job.
Really?
I always figured you'd be the first to settle down.
Well, there was someone once, but...
it didn't work out.
All I know is that the heir is to be taken to the Quad.
Don't call him that.
Look, you have no idea what you have!
It's not a child!
He is the beginning of everything.
And the end of you.
Once the...
Ah, damn it.
Kill chip.
Now that we're alone...
We have your father, Mr. "Ja-co-bis."
- It's "Jaqobis," moron. - We don't really care.
But we would like to propose a trade...
your father for the First Born.
Lucy, where was I?
- Number 62. - Right.
Reason 62 that flying around the sun
to create a giant centrifuge is nuts...
a solar flare fries Lucy's nav system.
Lucy, have you reestablished coms
- with Johnny yet? - Negative.
The silica is still disrupting all transmissions.
Reason 63... exposure to excessive G-force
starves your brain of oxygen.
You pass out, Lucy crashes,
I get super motion sickness.
You're a hologram, try again.
You said the only way to learn
what this spore is made of is to get enough G's.
I also once argued that Leithian moose
were cuter than Qreshi sloths.
I say crazy things!
Well, we all say and do crazy things,
which is why I'm stuck above Telen
and the spore isn't in your lab right now.
What does that have to do with anything?
Look, I get that it's super sexy,
but you take way too many risks, Dutch.
And you're too bloody overprotective.
Lucy, mute Zeph.
- Switch all controls to manual. - Why?
Because I need to do naughty things
which your auto-protocols are not going to like.
Switching to full manual.
Please be advised, I cannot assist
with ship functions or resume control
without authenticated verbal commands.
You're not getting cold feet, are you, girl?
I have no feet.
Perfect.
Let's show this star how to toss a salad.
They want to trade Dad for Jaq.
Which we're not gonna do.
Then how are we gonna save Grandpa?
They've had him for an hour.
How are they not begging us to take him back?
As soon as I can raise my officers, I can back you up.
No, no. No time.
We got to get Jaq to safety.
Save Dad.
Do we... need to save Dad?
Totally. No, I wasn't really...
Yeah, always save Dad.
- I can help save Grandpa. - Buddy, no.
I can do things! I can help!
- It's way too dangerous. - But, Dad, I...
Jaq, no!
Hey, Jaq...
D'av.
If we can get to the eye of the storm,
I can guide Dutch in safely.
We can get Jaq on board,
and then we can figure out our next moves.
I got my slider parked topside.
I can run Jaq to your ship,
circle back for the two of you once you got your dad safe.
It's gonna be okay.
It's our best option.
Dutch, I'm detecting an increase of blood
to your lower extremities.
Maybe...
I'm just happy to see you...
If you continue on this course,
G-lock is imminent.
I advise releasing manual control
before loss of consciousness occurs.
Does... Zeph... have it yet?
Analysis almost complete.
That's... a no, then.
Spore components identified.
Components identified.
Okay! I can't believe it!
I can't believe it. Okay, we did it!
Dutch, pull out! We got it!
Dutch!
Dutch is unresponsive.
Orbital decay imminent.
Awaiting verbal command to resume auto-control.
Break it down, Zephyr.
You're a hologram several systems away,
and no one can hear you, so...
Nothing.
I can do nothing.
Nothing for Pip.
Nothing for Dutch.
Okay.
So is Dutch still mad?
What do you think?
Great.
- What do I say when I see her? - "Boy, you look pretty.
"Also, I super-messed up, and I want to make it right,
so here are three to five very expensive gifts."
Thanks.
You know, you should've been the one with the relationship
and the kid, you know?
Eh, you'll figure it out. You're fine with kids.
- You took care of me. - Yeah, until I left.
And why did you leave?
Ah, you know me... behavioral issues.
Dad and I had a conversation and just...
No, no, no, I don't want his version.
I want yours.
All right.
What do you remember about that day?
It was final grades day, so I was probably out
in the woods waiting for Dad to pass out
- so I could come home. - Yeah.
He was waiting for you with his belt.
I told him to put it away, leave you alone.
He wouldn't.
So I made him.
What did that feel like?
- Was it amazing? - No.
Not when your asshole dad's the asshole sheriff.
He gave me a choice...
jail or the army.
So I picked.
I'm sorry I never told you that at the time.
You're an asshole.
Johnny, I know things were harder for you when I left...
No, you're an asshole because you never told me the truth.
You never gave me a chance to say this...
thank you.
- Let's never come home again. - Deal.
So... a trap?
Way too obvious.
You go down. I'll watch your six.
Okay, I'll play along.
Johnny!
Jaq? What are you guys doing down here?
Get Jaq topside.
Running late for your own father's funeral.
I'm sorry...
but put the weapon down, Johnny.
So that's the trap.
Goddamn Telen.
I'm a projection,
a useless, silent beam of light that can't do shi...
Beam of light.
Oh!
Beam of light! Okay!
Come on, come on, come on.
I will not lose both of you.
Burn for mama.
You weren't supposed to be here, Johnny.
This is why we don't hunker down with exes, Johnny.
Whoa, whoa, you don't have to kill them.
- You got the kid. - No survivors.
Well, how am I supposed to explain the murder
of a retired sheriff and two Killjoys?
You could always join them.
At least make it look like an accident.
Hmm.
We'll seal the door.
Won't be long until they run out of air
and they're just another storm casualty to add to your ledger.
You don't have to do this, Charlie.
You'll put the Joy in my account now.
Mm.
Charlie, come on.
I'm sorry, Johnny.
Yeah, I've got a "sorry" for you right here, dickface.
I'm giving her the finger. Can she see it?
Probably not.
Look, Charlie, you have kids.
And they both need food, clothing...
all of that on a public servant's salary.
Money for Intel, that's all this was supposed to be.
It's not too late. We can still help you.
Some of us don't get to fly away on a boosted ship
looking for Velubian princesses.
Did I get them?
No, Dad, you didn't.
Where am I?
Oh, shit. What did you boys do now?
I'll signal once the ship is ready.
Stay here with the First Born.
I was expecting something more...
impressive.
I hope she's right about him.
Ah!
Want to know how you're gonna die?
_
Lucy...
disengage manual controls.
Emergency auto-reroute initialized.
Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!
I am the worst dad.
I am the flaming garbage heap of dads.
Trust me... no matter what you do,
no matter how hard you try, it's never enough.
Hey, Dad.
- What, Johnny? - Shut up.
Why do I smell burning?
Ow! Ow!
Dad's mini-laze.
What'd I say about borrowing my tools?
- Thanks for the loan. - Ah.
Now all we have to do is get this door open,
and we can save...
- Jaq. - I did it.
I got out.
They tied me up, but I did what Auntie Dutch taught me
and got out.
And I hit a Hullen guard in the head!
Are you crazy? You could have been hurt or killed.
But I'm okay!
And I did it on my own!
And look what I found.
Guns.
My boy brought guns.
Can he have one?
Fine.
But stay with your uncle, okay?
And make sure you leave it on "stun."
Trust me, Jaq...
you never forget your first firefight.
He's gonna be fine.
- Just like you. - So I'm fine now.
Ah, look at you...
big-time Killjoy, huh?
I guess I did something right, huh?
Yeah, I guess so.
Yeah, well...
I did the best I could.
No, you didn't.
But I will.
You could have been killed. You should have been killed.
But you saved me
so we can re-create the spore, so I call that a win.
You gagged me and forced me to almost watch you die.
- So what do you call that? - Teamwork.
Anyway, I say it calls for a drink.
Still a hologram.
Maybe you could warm it up for me.
I kind of fancy a hot toddy.
Too soon?
I get that risking everything for everyone is what you do,
but literally shutting out the people that care about you
when all they're trying to do is save your life
is not so badass.
- Is this about Pip? - No.
Maybe.
Look, I just...
I don't want my friends to die.
Okay?
I'm greedy like that.
How bad is he?
If I cut out the spider...
I kill him.
And if I leave it in...
the spider kills him.
Then...
you do what you do best.
Face the truth.
We'll kick its ass with science.
Okay, but, Dutch...
No matter what dark shit you've been through...
you can let in some light
without setting everything on fire.
This is Volford.
Where the hells is the money transfer, you Hullen bastards?
Late for curfew again?
Tell me you sold out my family
for more than just money, Charlie.
I told you...
- I have kids. - My brother has a kid!
We could go...
right now.
What?
You know, like we always said we would.
Grab a ship, any ship, head out past the stars.
Just you and me.
What about your kids?
They have grandparents.
Besides...
what do you have holding you back?
A heart...
like you used to.
Yeah?
How's that working out for you?
So how was homecoming?
When we get back to Westerley, I'll tell you.
Guess what move I used to get out of the cuffs.
- Spider twist? - Spider twist.
Hey, mini-D'av.
You want to see the only cool thing about being on this rock?
I used to lie on the dunes
and wonder what it would be like to escape to the stars.
See that one?
That's Quispan.
And over there past that mountain
is the Unagin Belt.
Why are the Hullen hunting me?
We know the Lady wants you. We just don't know why.
But we're gonna keep fighting her until she stops.
But you can't fight her
if Dad's always trying to protect me.
Before she left...
Delle Seyah gave me this...
in case I need to find her.
I think I could be safe there...
with her.
Do you think my dad will understand?
I think knowing you're safe's all he ever wanted.
It's the same bunker...
same shitty furniture.
I forgot how easy it is to...
fall back into the same...
toxic patterns.
Is that why you left?
'Cause you didn't think I could break out of mine?
- Dutch... - You had every right to be angry,
to protect your son, all of it.
But...
you left because...
you didn't believe I could do better.
And it hurts.
I need to know if you're giving up on us.
No.
Good...
'cause neither am I.
You know, this is probably the most adult conversation
I have ever had.
Same.
Ah!
Oh, what the hells?
Ow, my back!
D'avin, D'avin, get it off, get it off!
- What's happening? - Ah!
Oh, it burns!
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