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Episode 5 Unweaving the Rainbow Captain's Log supplemental.
We are in route to the Pushkin system.
Oxygen reserves 14% and falling. We estimate arrival in just
under 8 hours. If Pushkin holds no habitable
planet, this could be our final voyage.
I'm telling you, it's getting harder to breathe.
Hey Gab, engineering's holding together for now, but we just
blew another regulator on life support.
I can. Patch it but.
Odysseus is in the 12th round there.
She ain't going to like it. I don't like it either.
Do it anyway. Did.
You hear that, Odysseus? Baby, I'm sorry.
I know you're hurting bad. We got to fight another round,
though. It's for the captain and.
All of us. There she is, Gentleman Pushkin.
Look at that star. Just a pale white dot in the
distance. Our only chance of finding air.
Our lives depend on that little distant speck.
Captain, Captain, we found something.
Did you run here, Mr. Thorov? You know we're low on oxygen.
You shouldn't be running. I ran all the way from the lab I
had to captain. I found something.
I detected planets around Pushkin.
And any habitable planets. Captain, I found the habitable
planet. A few gas giants too.
One big beautiful one with rings.
I would very much like to explore it.
Oh, and there are 5 icy moons in the system that are fascinating.
Tell me. About the habitable planet, does
it have oxygen? I ran a spectroscopy scan,
Captain. I had to get one of those done
last year. It was undignified.
No ledbetter he. He means spectroscopy, you
walking bicep, not colonoscopy. It's study of how matter
interacts with light. Light from the star passes
through a planet's atmosphere, and each molecule leaves a
signature, a fingerprint in that light.
My instruments can read those fingerprints.
Your poet John Keats called it unweaving the rainbow.
Of course, Russian poets say it far better.
What did you find? See there between the nitrogen
and carbon lines? That's oxygen.
A beautiful fat line of it. We found our air.
Oh thank God, Computer. How's our oxygen?
Oxygen at. 14 1/2 percent. How long will that last us?
12 hours until hypoxia and death of the crew.
Well, there you go. We're just over 7 hours from
Pushkin. That gives us five hours to
Hoover up some air from the planet.
Ozzy. Ozzy, do you read me?
Hi Captain, I'm down here in engineering working on our giant
air hose. We've been calling it an air
vac. Reminds me of my old days
cleaning HVAC filters. However, I'm used to sucking air
out of people's homes, not from entire planets.
Will your machine work? Hi, Captain.
It'll work once it's done, mark my words.
You have 7 hours, Mr. Osmond. Well, it'll be a touch and go
Captain, this is a big job. Normally it would take a week to
build a sucker this big. Not to mention we still got her
installer into the shuttle. The shuttle.
Don't you call my? Baby girl that it's it sounds
dry. We call.
Our little shuttle Persephone. You know, like.
From Greek mythology, the daughter of Odysseus.
Yeah, the name suits our baby, I got to admit.
Of course, if it were me now, I I'd named everything after Roman
gods, not the Greeks. Danny It is named after the
greatest of Greek heroes, far greater than Odysseus or
Persephone. We Danny's are descended of
legends. Ledbetter, why are you on this
call? You should be hunting the
saboteur. I am, but I'm always listening.
Then listen quietly, Frankie Hazi.
We don't have a week. We have 7 hours.
And in seven hours, there will. Be a working.
Air vac installed into Persephone.
That's a fact, and it's against orders to disapprove facts on my
ship. I don't take orders from you,
Captain. I'm a civilian, SO500 other
people aboard. My people, I do this for them.
We fight for them up here too, Ozzy, but we bridge crew don't
waste time bragging about being noble.
Nothing. To brag about in your case,
Turov. Now if you'll excuse me, I've
got a very big. Vacuum to build.
Civilians who let them under the ship anyway.
Doctor Turov, I know you're joking, but those 500 civilians
aboard, they they saw Earth destroyed, They lost loved ones.
They're scared, go easy on them. But with Ledbetter away hunting
for our saboteur, who else will I torment?
Well, you're certainly tormenting me now.
Give me more stats on the planets.
It's size, temperature, oxygen levels.
Can we land there? Maybe get some shore leave or.
Alert unidentified vessel approaching.
Hi, a mile. More caterpillars.
I hope not. The last one was bad enough.
I don't know how large the Mulgroth Empire is.
We might still be in Caterpillar country, or that might be
somebody else entirely. Turov, you're running a scan, of
course. Captain scanning incoming
vessel. Still too far to see much.
She's big, Sir. Bigger than us.
Shape still undetermined. The Mulgroth ship we ran into
was shaped like a giant spider or crab.
If you see any long legs or claws let me know.
I'm going to call Leadbetter up here just in case.
Hey Lead, you seeing this? Yes, Captain, I'm in the
midsection, searing through a porthole right at it.
The alien vessel is coming right at us.
Finally, we have another battle on our hands.
I'm on my way to the bridge. I don't know why you hired him,
Captain. The Guinea is a barbarian and
probably insane. He'll get us all guilt someday.
You saved my life in the Hydrian War more than once.
And you saved. Mine.
That's why I put up with your odd choices for security
officers. But hold on one SEC.
We're getting our shape now, Captain.
Ah, good news. No sharp legs or claws.
Not the Mulgroth ship then. They might build ships in
different shapes. We better stay cautious just in
case. Lieutenant Commander Bruno
Ledbetter reporting for duty. Captain, my apologies for not
being present when danger presented itself.
I failed you. Ledbetter, I'm the one who
ordered you to hunt for the saboteur.
Still, I should have foreseen this.
A new Challenger approaches. I will prime the torpedoes, Sir.
It will be ready for glorious battle.
Calm down big boy, it might be friendly alien for change.
I've met more than one alien species in my life.
Scientists. They are never friendly
Friendly. Xenophobia from a gaming.
How ironic. We Dannys are human, stronger
than you Earthlings. Yes, we evolved on Ganymede for
size, endurance and brutality, but despite being so physically
superior to you, we're still human.
But aliens. I have fought many aliens in my
life, the Hydrans, the Starlings, the scum, and here in
Andromeda the Mulgroth. Aliens are never friendly.
And you'll have something in common.
You can bond over it while you try to kill each other.
Look. Man, the alien ship is coming in
close now. That's definitely no Mallgroth
vessel. It looks almost like a fortress
from medieval Earth, doesn't it? A flying fortress.
It might look like a castle, Sir, but it's a battleship.
See those spikes along the upper battlement cannons?
Our duel will be legendary. Must you fight everything you
see? Your job is to study new aliens.
Mine to crush them. Alien ship hailing us.
Oh, they're sending over a translation matrix.
Fascinating. Their matrix already includes
English. The Mulgroth must have updated
the galactic blockchain or whatever equivalent and dramatic
uses. And it's too bad though Russian
would have been banther. Now is the time to strike.
Not yet lead. That ship looks bigger and
tougher than us. Let's see if we can talk our way
out of this computer. Answer the call on screen.
It's it's a turtle. It looks more like an armadillo
to me. Some kind of shelled animal, in
any case. But look, it stands upright like
a man. This is a warrior.
Look at its size. It's as large and fierce as a
Ginny Berserker. What a battle this will be.
Hang on, still installing the translation matrix and here we
go. I will send you one.
Last warning. The system you approach is under
quarantine. Turn back now or we will crush
you. Well then, in that case, battle
it is. Hang on, lead alien vessel.
I'm Captain Jack Thorne of the Odysseus.
Our vessel is far from home. I know who you are.
You are Earthlings, the foreigners who dared to poke a
mallgroth with a stick. You are very lucky to be alive,
Earthlings. I Amorvic, Lord of Sky Hold.
Do you serve the Mallgroths? All who wish to survive in
Andromeda serve the Mallroths. Those who defied them end up as
bones. Really.
Even you or Victoria, Lord of Skyhold, look at you.
You're covered in armored therapists and that floating
fortress of yours looks pretty tough.
Yet you serve another race. We bestigers serve, yes, but we
rank highly in the Andromeda hierarchy, second only to the
Mongroths. Do not test us Earthlings, we
bestiggers. Are a loyal.
Race, and a race of warriors I knew.
It well met or bick of a skyhold.
I am Bruno Ledbetter of Ganymede.
I look forward to our duel. I am not your enemy, Earthling.
I protect you from what lies beyond.
I am no Earthling, I am a man of Ganymede and if you block my way
then you are my enemy. The Star.
You approach is under quarantine.
This way is blocked. This star is forbidden.
Turn back now or die. And we shall meet in battle.
I would sooner die than flee. You know, Captain, maybe we have
enough time to find another star system with air.
A sea, for one. Oxygen levels at 13%.
We don't have enough time. Our oxygen will run out in a few
hours or Victoria. We're just heading over to stock
upon air, then we'll be on our way.
The star is quarantined. You may not approach.
Why? What's down there?
Some disease. The star's 4th planet is
designated containment class. Sigma. 1.
Level. Two pest infestation.
That's it, just a little problem with pests.
I have faced hydrant fleets in battle.
I will not flee from mice. But you never faced the best
jurors. Turn back now humans, or die if
we. Turn back.
We will indeed die. We'll suffocate all 500 of us
aboard. That is a small cost to pay to
maintain the quarantine. I have given you your last
warning. Goodbye, Captain Jack Thorne.
Does everyone in this Galaxy just hang up on you?
First the Caterpillar, now the armadillo.
Sir, the ship is opening fire, raising Shields.
We're hit Shields down to 60%. Request permission to fire
Captain. Not yet.
Computer call them back. We're hit again, Shields down to
30%. Sir, we must fight.
We're not getting through. They seem to be jamming all
incoming signals. Sir, they're emitting a sword.
The field dampener. It must exist to prevent cyber
attacks during battle. It's also blocking our coals.
Well, these bastagers leave us no choice.
If it's a battle they want, it's a battle they'll get.
Ledbetter, you have my permission to fire, and May God
have mercy on our souls. Firing tachyon torpedoes.
We hit them. We hit the alien ship.
Good job Ledbetter, but their Shields still stand.
Incoming enemy bulbs. Shifts down to 20%.
We're still flying. Hey.
Yo-yo Bridge, this is Frankie from Engineering.
You guys getting in another fight?
My girls still ain't recovered from the last round in the ring,
Frankie. You keep our girl flying, we've
got another battle on our hands. Is it the caterpillars again,
Captain? These ones look more like
turtles. They look like armadillos to me.
Firing. Come on baby girl, you got this.
Do not call me baby girl. We're the next big guy.
I was talking to my beautiful ship.
Try not to fly her into too many torpedoes, will you?
We can't seem to break the enemy Shields.
Captain Sky holds walls are too thick.
I suggest a kamikaze attack. Will ram into the fortress,
engines roaring. Will RIP through sky Hold like a
cannonball through a straw. Hut cannonballs don't
disintegrate on impact. We would.
Indeed Sir, our deaths in battle will be glorious.
What a tale we shall have for the hulls of Valgarock.
Shields down to 15%. Captain Ramming is our only
option. Ramming.
Are you guys crazy or some bridge?
Don't you guys dear Ram my baby? Girl into nobody.
Ahem. I am merely a scientist, not the
warrior. But may I suggest the
alternative? I will not run from battle,
coward. If you wish to flee, you may
board Persephone, take the shuttle to safety.
I will remain aboard the Starship Odysseus and pilot her
to victory. Actually, yes, I will be
entering Persephone. Ha ha, I knew it well.
You scientists are a cowardly lot.
Intelligent, yes. Useful when it comes to
developing new weapons. But a battle is a place for men,
Ledbetter. Focus on shooting down those
incoming torpedoes. Try to buy us time.
Turov, what's your plan? While the barbarian was
fighting, I was busy coding. I coded the fake transmission
from the Mulgroth Empire, translated it into Barbarian, A
Trojan horse. You see, the message contains a
virus. But you can't transmit the virus
with that dampening field up. Not from this distance.
Imagine A. Dampening field like fog around
Fort from far off light cannot pass through fog but if you get
close enough and turn on flashlight you'll see glow.
We need to get close then send the virus.
Too dangerous. If we fly any closer, Ledbetter
won't be able to dodge those blows.
They'll knock us out of space. I will take Persephone, fly
close to the alien ship and send my message, Hut I don't expect
to return. I suppose sacrificing myself for
honor is my lot. What, to let a weakling
scientist claim the glory? No.
You stay here, Tarov. I will fly the shuttle.
Oh whoops, I dropped virus chip, how silly of me.
But no, please don't letbetter know.
It's far too dangerous for a Guinea like you.
You aren't smart enough or strong enough to do this.
Strong or smart enough that it is a mission for a Guinea?
Hand me your virus scientist. You have developed another fine
weapon. Now it's up for a warrior to
wield it. Very well, Ledbetter, go get
them. I'll take control of the battle
station. Let's see if I remember how to
shoot down torpedoes. OK, take this day the key
barbarian. It contains the virus.
Just be careful. Don't get the shot before you
can save my life. Beware passengers, your death
beckons. Ha, noble savage, I almost feel
bad for sending him to his likely death.
Doctor Turov, if Ledbetter weren't here, you might have
ended up flying that shuttle yourself.
I'd have manipulated Ozzy or some other noble fool to do it.
I never claimed to be a hero. Heroes.
Die young. I intend to live a very long
time. That torpedo almost hit us.
I must say, Turov, I like your optimism, but your people skills
could use some work. It's simply trolley problem,
captain. I am willing to sacrifice one
soul. Even our.
Dear barbarian friend to save the five. 100 the board and your
own skin. Aren't you glad to be my friend?
Many times during the Hydrian War my instinct for self
preservation has extended to you.
Warning Shields down to 9%. Warning oxygen down to 12%.
Look at the viewport, Turov. There goes our little
Persephone, like a baby born from our womb.
Godspeed, Brutus Ledbetter. For the glory of Danny Maiden.
Oh, look at him go. He's flying like a lunatic.
I told them to approach carefully.
He's going to get himself killed.
Well, in all fairness, that is careful for Ledbetter.
But don't worry Turov, he knows what he's doing.
We fought side by side on Mars. Yes, I was there.
We lost half our troops, most likely because.
Ledbidder kept. Doing what he's doing now,
charging forward like idiot. Someday I must teach him how to
sneak. Oh, no, they hit him right in
the prow. Oh, Ledbidder.
Ledbetter. Do you read me?
Come in, Ledbetter. Call coming in from Sky Hold.
You. Have failed Earthlings.
Now you die. Mile.
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