- I've written you up for a commendation.
- Ah!
First dad, now me.
- Ash Harper, I learned about your old man at school.
It's nice to meet you.
- I request the immediate release of my daughter.
- The procedures are quite clear.
- Priority arrest warrant for Sergeant Wendell.
All force necessary.
- Get this connected!
I'm calling home!
- [Rebecca] A different prisoner was due to be transferred.
Emma Greaves managed to take her place.
- Get her back.
- Please don't make me do this!
(engines whirring)
- I'm here.
(engines roaring)
- [Automated Voice] Atmospheric entry complete.
- [Tula] What the hell was that?
We're coming in too fast!
- [Automated Voice] Alert, attitude warning.
(warning alarm beeping)
- [Tula] Slow her down, pig!
- I can't hold her!
- Well you have to!
- When we're crashing
you'd better tell me we're crashing.
- [Ash] We're caught in Pau-Rosa's grav field
because your coordinates were off.
This is where you wanted to go.
(engines roaring)
- Warning, impact. - 5,000 metres.
- [Automated Voice] Warning, impact!
- 3,000,
1,000, Harper!
(metal banging)
(dramatic music playing)
- Whoa!
(laughter)
- [Verona] Oh God.
- That was close.
- Whew!
- ShroudTech's down,
port thrust completely screwed.
(dramatic music plays)
- [Verona] Hey!
(dramatic music continues)
(footsteps thumping)
- Oh fuck!
Ah!
- What are you doing?
Are you trying to bring your Fed mates to my door?
We got business on this planet bitch
and you're not gonna stop us!
- Just let me help you!
I can help you!
- Don't shoot her!
Yet.
Look, she's right.
We need the cop to fly us out of here.
You want to kill her, wait.
Take out her con-chip.
No!
No, no!
- [Genevieve] Stay still.
- Ah! (flesh squishing)
Ah!
- Get up!
(chip cracks)
- Comfy?
No?
Good.
Why are the thermal controls down?
And don't give me any of your "I don't know" bullshit,
because I'm tired of saving your life.
- Sand in the filters.
- There you go.
Oi, laughing boy, where do you keep the tools on this crate?
- Well I don't know.
Just
well that's a maintenance job really, isn't it?
I just lock people up.
- (laughing) How's that going?
(footsteps thumping)
- Get this fucking ShroudTech up and (screaming).
Fuck are you doing?
- Please don't hit me, please, don't.
- You want to live?
- Yeah.
- Clear that dead meat off this ship.
It's starting to honk.
- Yeah.
- I know.
She's all heart.
(upbeat music playing)
or you're going to stand out like a dog's balls.
So come on.
Sad rags to glad rags!
(Candy claps)
No,
no,
err, no.
Oh hello.
Marcia (chuckling).
You want me to make you pretty Genny?
It's not like Marcia needs it now.
(chuckles)
- I mean it's not like we were mates, was it?
Still, you've got to give people a send-off, haven't you?
A bit of respect at the end.
(dramatic music playing)
(engines roaring)
(dirt splatters)
- Who are you?
Get away from me!
(muffled) Get away from me!
- Quiet!
We need to get off this ship.
(metal clanking)
(footsteps thumping)
(footsteps tapping)
(dramatic music playing)
(explosion bangs)
(footsteps stomping)
- [Captain Harris] We've raided the suspect's house.
No sign of Wendell,
but we have found evidence of revolutionary material.
Wendell's ARC, a rebel.
- We need to raise the threat level.
Increase security measures,
root out any more infiltration.
It seems they want your daughter to hold her to ransom.
- We need to find Wendell.
(footsteps tapping) (doors buzzing)
(workers clamouring)
(truck engine roars)
(suspenseful music playing)
(chain link fence rattles)
(car engine roars)
(suspenseful music continues)
- Oi, I was here first!
If anyone's nicking this ride, it's me!
I'm the pirate, Nantu, born and bred,
seventh gen so I've got first dibs on this, yeah?
- First dibs?
- Yeah, exactly.
So be a good girl, go and nick your own wheels, yeah?
because I don't make a habit of hitting girls.
- That's unfortunate.
(flesh thuds)
(Echo and Ash grunting)
- Oh!
Where did you learn to fight like that?
- Police Academy Combat Skills.
Top of my class! - Ooh!
(dramatic music playing)
(engine rumbling)
(dramatic music playing)
(Echo thuds)
(dramatic music playing)
(engine rumbles from afar)
(dramatic music continues)
(footsteps thudding) (dramatic music continues)
- I'm guessing you weren't top of the class in navigation.
(Echo laughs)
- [Ash] Look, I just need to make a call.
- You want to know where town is, ooh.
Give us a lift.
(distant clamouring)
- Are you hungry sweets?
- What is it?
- The deep fried, dirty taste of freedom!
- I'm good thanks.
- Right you,
enough of the creepy crawlies.
And you, wipe that shit off your face.
We're here to do business.
Let us in.
She's expecting us.
- Not on the list.
- You know what,
why don't you take your list and shove it right up-
(speaking foreign language)
(chuckling)
- Oh, we're in sweets.
(suspenseful music playing)
- You're late.
Where's my package?
So I'm assuming it's in her.
- Nah, nah, nah.
She ain't no mule,
she's my daughter.
(Zeeda sniggers)
- Candy Skov-King, enchante.
Time for a little pass the parcel.
(dramatic music playing)
- Have a drink.
Don't get too comfortable.
- Told you, just want the coordinates to Arcadia.
You help me, I'll be out of your hair by sundown.
- It's two suns sweetie,
it's a complicated world.
(machine parts clinking)
- Right Harper, the filters are clear.
Is the light back on?
Harper?
Where the fuck is Harper, did you see her go?
- No.
Well, I mean- - Shit!
- I've been doing this.
I'm not very good at multitasking.
- Do you know what, you are genuinely the shittest excuse
for a human being that I have ever-
Sorry, I wasn't,
well I mean.
(engine roars)
- So you're a bent cop?
- What?
I didn't say that.
- Yeah you did.
Police academy.
So what was it?
On the take?
Hand in the till?
Sleep with a witness?
Ooh!
- Miscarriage of justice actually.
I'm a Commonworld Sky Cop trained pilot.
- Not a very good one.
- What?
- I saw you crash your ship into the forest,
assuming that was you of course.
- That wasn't a crash, it was a textbook controlled landing.
- Oh!
It looked like a crash to me.
You might want to park round the back.
Main street gets a little bit lairy.
- Avoiding someone?
- I need your clothes, I can't go out in this.
(engine roars)
(dramatic music playing)
(Candy screaming)
- You don't get 13 bags out without the squeak.
Let's talk.
- I need to make a call, an emergency call to Earth.
(speaking foreign language)
- Sorry, I don't understand.
Emergency, yeah?
I don't have any money.
- No money, no call.
(indistinct chatter)
(door clicks)
(machine beeping)
(dramatic music playing)
- Where is my daughter
and what the fuck have you done with her?
- The ARC will resist the might of the Commonworld.
- You're her boss, her commanding officer.
She trusted you, respected you, and you framed her, why?
Why did you do it?
We will disrupt military, technological,
and political infrastructures that aim to suppress
the free will of the people,
both on Earth- - You're a terrorist.
- And the wider galactic communities.
- Ma'am, a word.
- Sir?
- Where is Emma Greaves?
She's our primary concern.
Prisoner 99450, she's a psychiatric inmate, white hair.
- Yeah.
Yeah I know her, she was trying to kill me.
- Harper, listen to me,
Emma Greaves is an enemy of the state.
We need to know where she is.
- I know where she is.
I left her near the ship.
(slow music playing)
- [Dr Lee] Well then you need to go back,
find her.
- Sir, I can't.
I can't go back to the Hemlock.
- [Dr Lee] Dr Greaves must be recaptured.
She's dangerous, a threat to Commonworld security.
- Ash, I know you can do this.
- I'll try, but I'll need backup, she's dangerous.
- We cannot wait.
If Dr Greaves falls into enemy hands,
the consequences will be more terrible than we can imagine.
- She's ARC, Ash.
- And these are the terrorists responsible
for your father's death.
- I'll do it.
I'll apprehend her.
(dramatic music continues)
(engine roaring)
(dramatic music playing)
- That's it?
This has got the way to Arcadia?
- Coordinates, secret routes.
Every gangster in the galaxy is after this Tula.
Ah ah ah!
Let's just wait until your golden goose is empty.
(Candy screaming)
- [Zeeda] What's your pan for Arcadia?
- Gonna rebuild.
- Well maybe I'll join you
after I've squeezed the last few dollars out of this hole.
Pau Rosa is dying on its arse taking most of us with it.
You ripped one, you ripped one!
Stop it!
- Shut up bitch!
(Candy screaming)
- [Troy] Shut up!
- Genny, (door slams)
help.
Opiate overdose.
- Get off her!
(Troy and colleague thud)
Candy, wake up!
- Hypoxia.
Hypercarbia.
- What?
What?
- It's an antidote.
- Candy.
What do I do?
Candy, where do I put it?
Candy!
(panting)
- [Zeeda] What the hell have you done to my men?
- What the hell have you done to my property?
I knew I should never have trusted you.
- No you shouldn't.
- No! (device cracks)
- There's nothing on it you twat.
Do you really think by some miracle I had the coordinates
to Arcadia, I'd give them to you?
Now fuck off out of my bar, my town, my planet.
(Candy groaning)
(dramatic music playing)
(thunder rumbling)
(electronics beeping)
(thunder intensifies)
(dramatic music continues)
(car chugging)
(footsteps tapping)
- Shit.
- It's getting wild out there.
(thunder rumbling)
It's been a shitter of a day, eh?
(indistinct)
I said it's been a shitter of a day, hasn't it this place?
It's terrifying.
- Sorry, I think you might be a bit confused.
Just because I didn't let you get shot by Tula
does not mean you get to do this.
- Do what?
- This talking, friends.
I'm a con, you're a screw.
Opposite sides.
You still here?
- Do you know what?
Just so you know,
right, I never wanted to be a screw.
I just, I wasn't very good at school.
My stepdad said it would be a good opportunity
and a chance to travel.
- Yeah, well your stepdad sounds like a dick.
- He is.
A massive, massive dick.
But do you know what?
I'm starting to think that maybe he's right about me.
and let me learn how to fly this crate.
- [Automated Voice] Alert, proximity warning.
(alarm beeping)
- Oh no, is it another ship?
- It's a drone.
It's a Commonwealth scout drone.
- Well how did they know where we were?
(wind howling)
(machine beeping)
(dramatic music playing)
- Before we recommence, I have some news.
Four Commonworld Jupiter Cruisers have been dispatched
to Pau Rosa to pick up Dr. Emma Greaves and my daughter.
So your plan,
the ARC's plan, has failed.
- You don't get it, do you Arch-Marshall?
This isn't about me, you, the leader,
it's about the survival of Aurea.
You torture, rape, enslave
all under the guise of ecological salvation-
- We are saving Mother Earth!
- By destroying the universe!
You're on the wrong side of history Arch-Marshall.
The people will see what you are.
Maybe one day, even Ash.
- My daughter will never turn.
She is loyal to the Commonworld and she is loyal to me.
(dramatic music playing)
- What the hell happened to her?
- A trying day.
Ah!
Uh, Genny,
darling be a dear,
pass me that last bag.
(dramatic music continues)
- Tula, have you got the coordinates
because we've got to shift.
- I've got nothing.
- What do you mean you've got nothing?
You haven't got the route to Arcadia?
- No one knows the fucking way!
- Okay.
Okay.
Well, we can figure that out later
but we have got to get off Pau Rosa
because either we are about to get swallowed up
by this storm or blown out of the sky by the Commonworld.
- Where's the pig?
- Gone.
- What?
- To give the Commonworld our exact location,
hence the drones.
- You lost the pilot!
You let her escape!
- Probably not in any position
to start playing the blame game here Tula!
- Fuck!
(Candy whimpering)
- [Automated Voice] Ignition failure.
- [Verona] Fuck!
What now, why aren't we taking off?
- What's wrong?
- I don't know Tula.
- Why not?
- I don't know Tula!
- Is that you and Mum are even now?
- The size of my habit sweets,
that's a debt I'll never pay off.
(dramatic music playing)
- You did this!
You called the Commonworld!
- Don't.
Don't shoot me.
- I would never shoot you.
I would never hurt you.
We need to get off the planet.
- No, just stay here, wait it out!
- If we don't move, we'll die.
(dramatic music continues)
- Where the fuck did you come from?
And where the fuck have you been?
Second thoughts, don't answer that,
just get in the pilot seat and get us out of here.
- I'm commandeering this ship.
- What?
- I want the rest of you to leave.
I don't need you.
- The fuck you're taking our ship.
Who the hell do you think you are?
- Look, let's just go.
We can find shelter in the woods.
- We wouldn't survive, the ground is subsiding.
We need to stay on this ship.
- No chance.
Harper, get on the bridge!
You take one more step.
(gun bangs)
- Look, let's just go, it's not safe.
She's going to kill us.
- She won't kill me.
She will let me on.
- I'm serious.
Back away.
Back away or I will shoot you!
You really are mad.
- [Ash] No! (gun bangs)
- Shit, shit!
- What the fuck!
- I said, I said, I told her,
she just kept coming!
(guns banging)
(engines whirring)
(slow music playing)
- Look.
- [Tula] What?
what?
- What is she?
- She's a witch!
- [Automated Voice] Caution, initialising gangplank.
- Who's doing this?
(dramatic music playing)
- [Tula] The screw!
- Drew, no, look!
(alarm blaring)
(Drew grunts)
- Right, lock her up,
and the snitch.
I'm going to find out who's messing with our ship.
(dramatic music playing)
- Get in!
(cell doors buzz)
(dramatic music playing)
- Oh hey.
- Who the fuck are you?
- Ooh!
- Hitchhiker sweets.
Terrible hair and his own agenda.
- Yeah, the agenda's about to save your arse.
- Oh!
You've got about one minute
before four Jupiter cruisers are in your face.
- [Automated Voice] Alert, proximity warning.
- Give me one good reason why I should not kill you
right now.
- Lightning's busted one of your thrusters,
that's why you can't take off.
I'm the only one that's going to get you out of this.
- Yeah?
How are you going to do that?
- I'll just do it on one thruster, ride the turbulence.
(Candy hisses)
(alarm beeping)
You got company and then some.
(dramatic music playing)
(engine whirring)
We're about to surf the waves.
(dramatic music continues)
(engines roaring)
(dramatic music continues)
(footsteps tapping)
- Have we got them?
- Your daughter's been identified
by one of the drone's cameras.
She was with Emma Greaves.
- Where is she now?
- There was some sort of altercation on the ground.
- No.
- The Hemlock has left with them still on board
before we could intercept. - No.
You said you would bring her home.
- And we will, once she's completed her mission.
Your daughter is a true servant of the Commonworld.
Be proud.
- I know you've been told to capture me.
It will not happen.
(dramatic music playing)
(gun bangs)
(explosion bangs)
(dramatic music continues)
(electronics beeping)
- I'll kill anyone who stands in the way of my escape.
- You ruined my plans for freedom.
- What are you talking about!
Ah, fuck it, I don't care.
Shoot her.
- Don't do this!
- You cannot kill me.
- We can chuck you out the airlock though.
Genevieve.
- You will not touch her or me
because I am Dr. Emma Greaves,
former lead scientist for the Commonworld
and founder member of the A-R-C,
and I know the way to Arcadia.
(dramatic music playing)
(lighthearted tune plays)