Episode Report Card Strega: B- | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT Obligatory Rashomon Reference
By Strega | Season 2 | Episode 17 | Aired on 09.07.2000
The console beeps, and Crais announces that the Plokavians have arrived. A hologram of the Plokavian ship appears on a terminal, and Aeryn looks it over while Crais tells the Plokavians that they're early. He explains that he's engaged manual override and "privacy mode," so that Talyn can't listen in on their conversation. Aeryn notices that the Plokavians are heavily armed, and Stark moves toward the console as he suggests raising the defense screen. Aeryn pulls his hand back and says that Plokavians may take that as a sign of bad faith. Stark argues that Talyn can't defend himself. Meanwhile, Crais says that he wants to discuss the terms of the exchange. Then: zap, boom. The Plokavian ship explodes, and Crais shouts, "Who fired that shot?" Aeryn insists, "Nobody, our proximity sensors were switched off." Crais says he'll have to ask Talyn what happened. Crichton quickly says, "Turn off the privacy mode, we'll tell him ourselves." He tells Aeryn not to give the transponder back to Crais. Crais evilly sneers, "I have another!" Crichton shouts,"You frelled us!" as Crais pops the spare into his spine-socket. The axe-guns pop out of the wall and everyone moves for the door as Aeryn gasps, "He's taking over Talyn again!" Crais shouts at them to leave, and Crichton drags a struggling Aeryn toward the hatch. Aeryn voiceovers, "I would have tried to remove Crais's transponder, and forced him to stay, but the others wouldn't risk it."
Interrogation chamber. Eydie sneers that the cannon just went off all by itself, then. Steve notes, "You understand we might find that difficult to accept." Aeryn says it's the truth.
Moya. Chiana marches down a corridor and finally discovers Rygel sniffing around in the galley. She asks why he's not in Command. "Why aren't you?" would be my response, but Rygel explains, "There's no food on the Command!" Chiana says that Rygel's supposed to be negotiating with the Plokavians for the return of the others. Rygel says that the Plokavians didn't even respond. Then there's a jolt, and Chiana asks Pilot if the ship is moving. Pilot says that Moya wants to go looking for Talyn. Chiana gasps, "What about Crichton and the others?" Yeah, "the others." Like old whatzisname, your boyfriend, D'Argo. Sheesh. Pilot says, "Our absence will not change their situation." He says that if they find Talyn, maybe they can get him to help rescue the others.
Plokavian brig. Crichton is sprawled out on the frisbee so he can examine the underside. He announces that there's nothing to hold on to. Zhaan asks where they would go even if they got off the frisbee. Crichton says, "Sooner or later, one of us is going to have to find a bathroom." D'Argo laughs heartily, and then stops with a sigh and says, "I really wish you hadn't said that." Heh. There's a metallic noise, and suddenly the center of the frisbee pops up. Good thing nobody was standing there at the time. It turns out to be a little caged elevator, with Aeryn inside. She explains that the Plokavians questioned her, and will talk to all of them. She advises, "Don't lie to them, lying will get us all executed." D'Argo asks what she told them, and Aeryn firmly says, "The truth." Everyone looks around for a second, and then Crichton suddenly sweeps Aeryn into a hug as he exclaims, "Oh God, I missed you so much!" He whispers, "Play along," into her ear as he embraces her. I bet he tries that again when they're back on Moya. Steve bellows Zhaan's name, and she nervously enters the elevator. Meanwhile, Aeryn loudly and insincerely declares, "I missed you too, John. Hold me." Crichton quietly asks Aeryn if the Plokavians are listening to them, and she says that she assumes so. She adds, "I told them no one was responsible for firing Talyn's weapons -- that he must have malfunctioned." Crichton says that it isn't much of a story. "Only one I had," Aeryn shrugs. He suggests telling the others, which is when the elevator, and Zhaan, sink out of sight. D'oh.