[Control room]
RALLI:      These are some more Federation personnel files. 
        Any use to you?
VILA:       Yes, I'll check them. No. No. No. [He looks at 
        the cards and places them on the table. The last 
        one shows a picture of Provine]
RALLI:      That's Provine! That's his service record. [She 
        picks up the card] That's the man I got to go 
        with Blake!
VILA:       Which way did they go?
RALLI:      The rocket silo.
[Vila runs to door, then back]
VILA:       I've forgotten how to get there!
RALLI:      The junctions of corridor eleven A, fifty-one B.
VILA:       Eleven A, fifty-one B [Runs out]

[Vila stops in a corridor]
VILA: Five A, eleven one B...

[Blake and Provine walking in a corridor]

[Polar installation. Avon and Grant are working on the device]
GRANT:      It's getting cold again.
AVON:       You turned the heaters off. [Lifts top from 
        device. Grant pulls out a cannister] Don't let 
        it tilt, keep it level.
GRANT:      I must be getting old.
AVON:       Waste any more time and you won't get any older. 
        Give me the extractor. Now. 
GRANT:      [Hands him the extractor] There's one thing I 
        never understood. Why did you leave her alone?
AVON:       I had arranged to buy some exit visas, but I 
        had to go right across the city to collect 
        them. It was safer for Anna to stay out of 
        sight. Separator.
GRANT:      [Hands him the separator] What happened then?
AVON:       There were patrols out everywhere looking for 
        us. I was late at the rendezvous. And then the 
        man from whom I was buying the visas increased 
        the price. He wanted ten times what we had
            agreed. He said he could get even more if he 
        turned me in and collected the Federation reward.
GRANT:      You should have killed him.
AVON:       I did. Link clamp.
GRANT:      [Hands him the link clamp] So you got the visas. 
        Why didn't you go back for her?
AVON:       Killing the dealer wasn't quite so 
        straightforward. He was expecting something and 
        fired first. I started back but I was losing a 
        lot of blood. Somewhere along the way I passed 
        out. I was lucky. Some people found me and got 
        me under cover.
GRANT:      You could have got a message to her, told her 
        to get out.
AVON:       I was unconscious for more than thirty hours. I 
        need to hold this flap back. Get your hand in 
        here. [Grant complies. He and Avon are standing 
        chest to chest] That's good. You can get at the 
        main now.
GRANT:      You used the visa and got out of the city. You 
        left her there.
AVON:       That's right. But that was a week later. Anna 
        was already dead.
GRANT:      You're lying. You left the city the same day, 
        before the Federation found Anna. You could have 
        got her out.
AVON:       No. She came looking for me, the patrols found 
        her. It was only after we got word that she was 
        dead that I left.
GRANT:      You expect me to believe that?
AVON:       Not particularly. But it happens to be the truth. 
        If there had ever been a time when I could have 
        given my own life to save her, I would have done 
        it. The only grain of consolation that I have is 
        that Anna knew that.
GRANT:      She died because of you, that's all that matters. 
        There's nothing changed between us.
AVON:       I didn't really expect that it would be. That's 
        the primary isolated. My fingers are cramping.
[Countdown 150, 149,148, 147, 146]
GRANT:      Did you see the read-out?
AVON:       I did.
GRANT:      We're running it fine. There's a long way to go. 
        [Looks over at Avon] I said "there's a long way 
        to go."
AVON:       I heard.

[Vila running back and forth in a corridor]

[Blake and Provine turn a corner into another corridor and 
spot the rebel Provine killed earlier]
BLAKE:      That's one of the men Cauder sent to guard 
        the rocket silo. Now where is the other one? 
[Enters silo with Provine behind him. Blake sees Arrian's 
body behind the rocket and bends down to check it. When he 
straightens up, Provine shoots at him and he dodges behind 
the rocket. Provine runs into the corridor looking for Blake, 
then re-enters the room. Blake grabs him at the doorway, they 
struggle]

[Vila outside the rocket silo. A gun fires inside the room 
and Provine backs out, collapsing against the far wall]
VILA:       Blake! [Blake comes out of the room] That's 
        Provine. We found his picture on his service 
        record.
BLAKE:      He's dying. [Grabs Provine's shirt front] 
        Provine! Provine! The computer complex, Control, 
        where have the Federation moved it to?
PROVINE:    Go to hell.
BLAKE:      You may still have a chance if I can get you 
        to our surgical unit. Now where is Control, 
        Provine?
PROVINE:    Star One. It's called Star One now. Docholli. 
        Cybersurgeon. Only Docholli knows.
BLAKE:      Where is Docholli? Where is Docholli?! [Provine 
        dies] See you in hell. [Blake and Vila leave]

[Polar installation]
GRANT:      [Lifts a component of the device -- three tubes 
        standing upright in a round base] Sixty-three. 
        Can we do it?
AVON:       It's still possible.
GRANT:      Blake said he'd pull us out at fifty. We won't 
        do it in that time.
AVON:       Are you willing to chance it?
GRANT:      That's what these people are paying me for.
AVON:       Then give me your bracelet [Grant complies and 
        Avon removes his own] Now he can't pull us out, 
        can he? [Pitches bracelets aside] Right.
GRANT:      This isn't familiar to me.
AVON:       It's a new mark, but the principle is the same. 
        There are three detonators, each activated by a 
        plunger. If we enlarge these holes and then 
        insert a rod, we can arrest the downward travel 
        of each plunger.
GRANT:      A laser lance would be faster.
AVON:       It's too risky on this kind of material [Debris, 
        ice, water fall from ceiling. Avon drills two 
        holes in one of the tubes] I'm through. Give 
        me a rod. [Grant does]
GRANT:      Will it be strong enough to hold it?
AVON:       It'll do [Inserts rod] All right, release the 
        trigger. 
GRANT:      Ready?
AVON:       Let it go. [The plunger drops and stops at the 
        rod. Avon smiles]
GRANT:      One down, two to go.

[Control room. Blake and Vila enter. Scene cuts between control 
room and teleport section]
CAUDER:     Blake!
BLAKE:      What's the countdown?
CAUDER:     Fifty-three.
BLAKE:      [Into bracelet] Liberator, this is Blake. Do 
        you read me?
JENNA:      [V.O., over bracelet] We hear you.
BLAKE:      Any news from Avon?
JENNA:      There's been no word at all.
BLAKE:      [V.O., over console] All right. Teleport them 
        up. We just dropped under the safety margin I 
        gave him.
JENNA:      We can't.
BLAKE:      [V.O., over console] What do you mean?
JENNA:      We can't make teleport contact.
BLAKE:      They must have taken their bracelets off. 
        [Into bracelet] All right, remain on standby. 
        We'll stay down here a little longer.

[Polar installation. Water is falling like rain from the ceiling. 
Grant shelters under a plank. Avon inserts another rod in another 
tube, then joins Grant]
AVON:       Two down, only one to go.
GRANT:      What's the countdown?
AVON:       Forty-one. I've left it for you. Look out! 
        [Some of the ceiling collapses. One of them 
        grabs the detonator. Grant is trapped by a 
        beam] Grant!

[Control room]
VILA:       Thirty-nine, thirty-eight, thirty-seven... 
        Blake.
CAUDER:     Blake, go! Leave us.
VILA:       Blake! [He lifts his wrist to call the ship, 
        but Blake stops him]

[Polar installation. Avon ties a chain to the beam and starts 
to lift it off Grant]
AVON:       You all right?
GRANT:      It's no use, Avon. You don't have the time.
AVON:       [Stops hauling on chain] Hell, it's jammed.
GRANT:      Face it, Avon; we've lost the game. Find your 
        bracelet and tell them to teleport you out.
AVON:       We're not done yet. I think I can still get 
        at it. I'm going to have to crawl in over you.
GRANT:      I've told you you haven't got time, get out! 

[Teleport section. Cally is tapping her fingers on the console]
JENNA:      Cally, stop that, will you, please?
CALLY:      I'm sorry.

[Polar installation]
GRANT:      What's the countdown?
AVON:       Twenty-five.
GRANT:      It's no use, Avon. It was a good try. Get out. 
        You haven't got time. Nobody's going to blame 
        you. [Avon drills holes] If the positions were
            reversed, if it were you under this beam, I might 
        have left you, the way things are between us. Why 
        are you helping me? [More drilling] There's one
        thing we've forgotten. 
AVON:       What?
GRANT:      The last of the rods. I was holding it when the 
        roof collapsed.
[Countdown 12, 11. Avon spies the rod. Countdown 7, 6. Avon inserts 
the rod. Countdown 4, 3, 2, 1. The last plunger drops onto the rod]
GRANT:      You did it.
AVON:       [Laughs] Yes, I did, didn't I?
GRANT:      Why did you help me?
AVON:       Perhaps because Anna was your sister.

[Exterior shot of Liberator]

[Teleport section]
GRANT:      Goodbye, Jenna.
JENNA:      Goodbye.
GRANT:      Goodbye Cally, goodbye Vila. And thank you.
VILA:       Any time.
GRANT:      I'll remember that.
VILA:       Oh, will you?
BLAKE:      All right, Jenna, take us on manual. Get us 
        out of here.
JENNA:      Right. [She, Cally, and Vila leave]
BLAKE:      Avon. [To Grant] You're welcome to come with 
        us if you want to.
GRANT:      Thanks, but no. They still need me down on 
        Albian. Besides, I've got a pretty hefty fee 
        to collect.
BLAKE:      You've earned it. Ready?
GRANT:      Yeah. [Looks at Avon. Offers his hand. Avon looks 
        at it a second, then shakes hands, and gives a 
        slight nod]
BLAKE:      Good luck. [Teleports Grant]

[Exterior shot of Liberator leaving orbit]

[Teleport section]
BLAKE:      Are you going to tell me about Anna?
AVON:       You wouldn't understand.
BLAKE:      Wouldn't I?
AVON:       I doubt it. [Turns and leaves]
[Blake smiles]

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