written by Rockne S. O’Bannon SEASON T EDISODE ™1

® U.S. #10101 AUS. #1 O (@) . FARSCAPE “PREMIERE"” (@) written by Rockne S. O’Bannon (& (=] Production Draft August 28, 1998 September 3, 1998 BLUE DRAFT ) Rev. Pgs. (12-12,23,39-40,44,46,63,65-67) September 4, 1998 PINK REV. Additional Pages (68-71) September 9, 1998 PINK REV. Rev. Pgs. (8,14,16,18,22,32,35-37,39-41,47 September 10, 1998 YELLOW REV. 51,56,66-68) Rev. Pgs. (16,56,59-64) September 16, 1998 GREEN REV. Rev. Pgs. (9,65) September 17, 1998 GOLD REV. (@] Rev. Pgs. (36) October 06, 1998 2nd WHITE REV. © 1998 The Jim Henson Company, Inc.

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SETS MOYA /THE COMMAND . /CENTRE CHAMBER /MAINTENANCE BAY O /THE TERRACE /CRICHTON’S CELL /TERRACE /ZENN’S CELL /VARIOUS PASSAGEWAYS CAPE CANAVERAL /MISSION CONTROL /ASTRONAUT PREP ROOM /”CLEAN STREET” TUNNEL CRICHTON’S MODULE PROWLER o PEACEKEEPER COMMAND CARRIER /BRIDGE COMMERCE PLANET /BLACK MARKET EXTERIORS FLORIDA FLATLANDS (% COMMERCE PLANET ‘ /ALLEY /BACK STREET /VACANT LOT ¢ OMITTED: NASA VAN

“PREMIERE” - PINK REV. 09/03/98 1. FARSCAPE “Premiere Episode” COLD OPEN EXT. FLORIDA FLATLANDS - DAWN 1 A chainlink fence looms before us, a sign with attitude reads: RESTRICTED AREA. NATIONAL AERONAUTICS AND SPACE ADMINISTRATION. KEEP CLEAR. RESTRICTED AREA. ANGLE ADJUSTS: in the distance is a NASA launch pad with a huge booster rocket, the Space Shuttle clinging to its side. Heat lightning FLASHES (CG) on the horizon beyond, portending... something? PAN TO a CLOSEUP of JOHN CRICHTON... sitting on the hood of his convertible, leaning back on the glass. There’s a look in his eye that also portends... something. A TRIO OF NASA VANS comes racing this way, skid up. A half- dozen MEN in bio-isolation suits jump out. BIO-ISOLATION SUIT MAN #1 Commander Crichton! Please step away from the vehicle! Crichton isn’t surprised... or intimidated. He’'s... resolved. He climbs down and the suited guys immediately remove his jacket, spray him with something, check his temperature through his ear. Crichton just lets them. A YOUNG MAN exits a van. DK, mid 20s, also wearing a bio-suit, except his suit looks slovenly... the collar of his Hawaiian shirt pokes out. (CONTINUED)

1 2 “PREMIERE"” CONTINUED: - PINK REV. 09/03/98 CRICHTON DK... DK . G'morning, John... Ya know - there was kind of a general freak out this morning when we entered bio-quarantine and Baby Bear wasn’t sleeping where he was supposed to be sleeping... . . CRICHTON Had to get out for awhile... DK out? Yeah, sure, okay. But you're - (checks watch) - one hour, forty-seven from launch. (some heat lightning flashes on the horizon) And we’ve got some funky weather we'’re trying to avoid. What’d’ya say we get you back? Crichton just nods.. - 3 OMITTED

O © “PREMIERE” - PINK REV. 09/03/98 ) 3. EXT. LAUNCH PAD - MORNING (CG) 4 The Shuttle awaits. More heat-lightning on the horizon. INT. ASTRONAUT PREP ROOM - 5 Crichton being assisted into his space suit by a group of ATTENDANTS. DK lounges on the bench nearby, looking over a clipboard - DK ...Launch conditions as of oh-five- thirty are optimal. Final checks underway, recovery craft in position. CRICHTON How’re the CRC numbers? DK Mid thirties and holding. Meteorology has some hiccup they’re checking out... (CONTINUED)

O © (W -5 “PREMIERE” - PINK REV. 09/03/98 4. CONTINUED: . CRICHTON Probably the heat lightning out there this morning. Crichton nods... still distracted by whatever made him jump quarantine. DK tries to provide his own distraction - lifts a magazine from the bench. DK (CONT’D) You see our latest press? (reading) ‘The Childhood Friends Ou using only a planet’s nat gravitational pull?’ t to Prove a Theory - can a manned spacecraft overcome atmospheric friction and exponentially increase its speed - ural Crichton half nods. Still distracted. DK (CONT’D) What’s wrong with you? CRICHTON (pause, then) You know that feeling you get the night before something big happens in your life? Night before you graduate high school, before you start a new job? I had that feeling last night in quarantine... DK This experiment that important to you...? Crichton .shrugs. It’s not. He doesn’t know what it is. Beat, then DK sees something across the Prep Room. DK (cont’d) Uh-oh. - One small Step; bud... Crichton knows what this means. He turns. A MAN is entering. JACK CRICHTON, 60s, extremely fit, with an easy, friendly smile. Several ATTENDANTS move to greet him. He shakes all of their hands. JACK (stepping up) Hi, DK... DK péints on a smile. (CONTINUED)

® “PREMIERE” - PINK REV. 09/03/98 4A. S CONTINUED: (2) 5 O .DK O . Sir... Turns to Crichton, eyes his space suit. © O (9] (@} ) : (CONTINUED)

“PREMIERE” - PINK REV. 09/03/98 S. CONTINUED: (3) JACK You’re lookin’ pretty sharp Commander Crichton. CRICHTON Thanks... Dad... INT. “CLEAN STREET” TUNNEL - MORNING Leading to the launching pad. .Crichton walks with his father. DK and the Attendants twenty feet behind. JACK Talked to Pete Maxwell and everybody at Control. They’re gonna take real good care of you up there today... Crichton nods thanks... though it’s unmlstakable that his father’s intervention him. JACK (CONT’D) Heard you went AWOL from the Rat Cage this morning. Man, in my day, if we ever broke quarantine like -that.. (beat) You got rattlers in your stomach? CRICHTON Dad, been up on the Shuttle before - twice. JACK Didn’t matter how many times I went up. Every time: rattlers. My first EVA, first walk on the moon... CRICHTON I’'m not going EVA, Dad. I’m not walking on the moon. I'm just running an experiment... JACK An experiment to prove your own theory. You have any idea how proud that makes me? That’s not something I ever did. (CONTINUED)

) “PREMIERE” - PINK REV. 09/03/98 CONTINUED: 6 JACK (cont’d) The guys with the button-collar shirts and ties, they got to use their brains, all I ever used was-- CRICHTON -- your guts and the seat of your flight suit. Jack looks at Crichton a. long moment. JACK I can’t help being who I am, son. Who I was... It wasn’t Crichton’s intention to hurt his dad. CRICHTON It’s not who you are, dad. I love who you are. It’s... being the son of who you are.s . (searches for how to say this) I can’t be the hero you were... Jack studies Crichton a long moment. JACK . No, son, you won’t be. Every man has to be his own kind of hero. Your time will come. And when it does... watch out. Chances are it’s gonna be the last thing you ever expected... There’s something about the way he says this that gives Crichton pause. Moment, then Jack holds something out to Crichton. 1It’s a small (pocket-sized) ring puzzle... CRICHTON Your good luck charm. Yuri Gagarin gave you this-- JACK Hold onto it for me, will ya? You can give it back tonight... (CONTINUED)

@ 6 10 “PREMIERE” - PINK REV. 09/03/98 7. ‘CONTINUED: (2) 6 Crichton takes it. 1Is his father sensing something about this mission, too? of rocket engines, then - EXT. LAUNCH PAD - LIFT OFF - DAY (STOCK/CG) 7 EXT. EARTH’S ORBIT - THE SPACE SHUTTLE - LATER (CG) 8 The payload doors of the Space Shuttle are open. Crichton’s Module, Farscape One, is released. . CRICHTON (0.S.) Canaveral, this is Farscape One. I am free and flying. CANAVERAL RADIO VOICE (0.S.) Roger that, Farscape One. INT. CRICHTON’S MODULE : 9 Crichton is crowded into the snug cockpit. . CRICHTON Are you with me there, Project Control? INTERCUT: INT. MISSION CONTROL - CAPE CANAVERAL 10 DK, headset on, sits behind his section of panel in his wild shirt, surrounded by NASA TECHs in their button-collar shirts. Jack stands unobtrusively behind them, observing. DK Oh yeah, Farscape, reading you loud and clear. CRICHTON Authorizing flight computer into acceleration sequencing now. DK Roger, Farscape. You are go for insertion procedure. (CONTINUED)

® “PREMIERE” - YELLOW REV. 09/10/98 8. 10 CONTINUED: 10 (:) Crichton is throwing switches in sequence. O = B CRICHTON Approaching maximal velocity in - twenty-one seconds. The module begins to shimmy slightly. CRICHTON Eighteen seconds. The Module is really starting to shimmy hard. O CRICHTON Entering critical apogee phase. DK holds his headset to his ear, hearing something. DK . Farscape One, hold a moment. Something’s wrong. Behind him, Jack stiffens. The shimmying is rattling Crichton’s teeth. O CRICHTON Hold? Canaveral, what-- ? DK (ashen) Meteorology reports some kind of e electro-magnetic wave! Repeat -- some kind of wave! John, do read me?! Jack, anxious, leans in over DK’s shoulder. % 11 INT. CRICHTON’S MODULE 11 CRICHTON . Yeah, I read you! What’re we talking here? How severe? Canaveral? O (STATIC) Canaveral? (CONTINUED) *

“PREMIERE” - PINK REV. 09/03/98 10. EXT. SPACE (SOMEWHERE ELSE) (CG) 16 A second tear starts to form before us. Crichton’s module comes rocketing out! The tear dissolves and -- INT. CRICHTON’S MODULE 17 Crichton, pitching and rolling, struggling with his controls. The module starts to stabilize. CRICHTON My God! I-- I can’t--! Canaveral, this is Farscape One! I'm okay! Repeat: I'm okay! (gulping air, recovering) Wow! You guys get video through all that?! No reply, only gentle STATIC. CRICHTON (CONT'’D) Canaveral? DK...? Dad...? (cranes out the canopy, realizing) Where are you? Where’s... (beat) Then he stops - cold. Because he now SEES -- A _SPACE BATTLE IN PROGRESS (CG)! Several one-person-sized CRAFT zipping about in front of him, firing laser-like weapons! These craft are black, sleek, and mean-looking as hell (Prowlers). Crichton stares open-mouthed. CRICHTON (CONT’D) (finds his voice) Uh, Canaveral... END OF COLD OPEN

18 19 20 21 22 “PREMIERE” - PINK REV. 09/03/98 11. EXT. SPACE (CG) 18 Right where we left off. Crichton’s slow-moving module amidst all these streaking, laser-firing Prowlers! INT. CRICHTON’S MODULE 19 - A pair of Prowlers WHIZ PAST, buffeting him (CG). RED LIGHTS . and WARNING BUZZERS suddenly GO OFF. Crichton SEES out the canopy: one of Prowlers coming right for him (CG)! He grabs the yoke, frantically wrenches it. . CRICHTON SHIIIITI - ! EXT. SPACE (CG) - 20 The two ships scrape! INT. CRICHTON’S MODULE 21 Crichton, fighting for control, SEES: the Prowler shattering spectacularly against a passing asteroid (CG)! Crichton barely has time to absorb this as - a DARK SHADOW engulfs his module. He looks out... and his mouth drops open - Qur first view of MOYA (CG)- currently wearing the PK Control Collar. Dwarfing Crichton’s module. This huge ship is what all the Prowlers are attacking. Crichton is poleaxed. CRICHTON ...A ship... ...that big... Suddenly - his module jerks. Crichton freezes. A_beam coming from Moya has locked onto Crichton’s module and is pulling it toward an opening in her side (CG). Desperate as he is to escape the battle out here, he’s also scared shitless at the thought of entering this dark, foreboding opening. The question is moot - here he goes! INT. TRANSPORT HANGER (ABOARD MOYA) (CG) 22 An enormous interior space of radically exotic design. The energy beam deposits the module beside some huge doors.

© 23 24 25 “PREMIERE” - PINK REV. 09/03/98 12. INT. CRICHTON’S MODULE - CRICHTON 23 ..staring in awe... and fear. Suddenly, a DRD Service Droid appears outside the canopy, its extendible “eyes” darting out, startling the hell out of Crichton. Then: A NEW ALARM SOUNDS and SMOKE begins curling up from the floor of the capsule! Crichton alternately stamps at the SMALL FIRE at his feet while throwing looks at the DRD! Smoke is fast filling his canopy. He grabs a mini-fire extinquisher, starts spraying between his feet. The smoke is too much, he is forced to - slam the Emergency Canopy.Release! INT. TRANSPORT HANGER/MAINTENANCE BAY 24 The canopy sprlngs open with a RUSH of smoke. The DRD that * was looklng in at him Crichton stands up, still spraying the fire. He GASPS for fresh air. Then realizes and catches himself. Holds his breath. Long moment, then he -takes another tentative breath. He can breath! He looks out, sees the DRD against the far wall... dented, with one eye stalk bent and hanging funny. Crichton stares at this very alien environment. Then he SEES: another DRD has just climbed up the side of is module and is pointing some sort of nozzle at him. It fires. A white stringy substance flies right into LENS (CG). INT. PASSAGEWAY - 2 MINUTES LATER 25 The DRD moves along the floor, pulling Crichton (walking) at the end of a thin strand (same material as the web). Still in his space suit, no helmet, his body is bound tight in the glistening web. Crichton shuffles along awkwardly, scared shitless, struggling against the bonds. EXPLOSIONS continue to rock the ship. (CONTINUED)

® “PREMIERE” - PINK REV. 09/03/98 13. 25 CONTINUED: 25 O O 26 INT. THE COMMAND - ANGLE ON ENTRY 26 Crichton is pulled through the entry. He looks up. And despite his predicament, all he can do is stare at this phenomenal space. Taking it all in. Then he sees something that absolutely floors him... AN ALIEN WOMAN (ZENN) at one of the control stations. Working the controls before her, she calls out uxgently in her natural. (alien) language. am trying to drop the security wall, but I can’t find the code!”) (@] ANOTHER ALIEN (D’ARGO) - this one a MALE. At a panel at the side of The Command, prying at the panel’s metal cover with his bare hands. He calls to Zenn in his own guttural language (”I don’t give a damn about any code! I will not wait for your gentle ways!”) Their exchanges are fiery, urgent: (ZENN: “If you damage the ship, we won’t need a O code!” -- D’ARGO: “The Prowlers are firing with maximum power!” -- ZENN: “They’re willing to kill the Leviathan?” -- D’ARGO: “To get to us - yes!”) CLOSE - CRICHTON. Awed beyond reason. Suddenly the DRDs that hold him tethered begin to BEEP. Zenn and D’Argo O turn... and see Crichton. They freeze in place (reacting to his “Sebacean” appearance, though we don’t know that yet). This is a phenomenal moment for Crichton. He is actually making contact with alien life! Crichton stares as they approach... they are so very alien. He realeases an e involuntary CHUCKLE... full of fear and awe. Tears glisten his eyes. His mouth is so dry he can barely speak-- i CRICHTON | H...h... ‘ (swallows) ..hello... My name is John. John Cr- (CONTINUED) * TR Ok X X % %

® O O 26 CONTINUED: “PREMIERE” - YELLOW REV. 09/10/98 14. 26 And instantly - D’Argo’s arm flashes out, seizing Crichton by the throat! D’Argo lifts... Crichton’s toes scrape the floor. Crichton stares, choking. So much for Spielberg... D’Argo GROWLS at him in his native language (”“Explain yourself! Who are you?!”). CRICHTON (CONT’D) (choking) I...I c-can’t...can’t underst-- ANGLE - Yet another DRD scoots up beside Crichton’s bound legs. .A syringe accordions out, takes aim on Crichton’s calf and - pierces easily through the suit! Crichton jolts as - some rust-colored liguid is pumped into his flesh. CRICHTON (CONT'D) What was--?? Wha--2? And he instantly feels very weird. A couple of seconds and - ZENN (in English; urgently) I suggest you answer him... quickly. You know how Luxans can be... D’ ARGO (tightening his grlp) Your ship -- what kind is it? ZENN Your ship appeared out of nowhere. We don’t know this technology. Is it something we can use to escape? D’ ARGO We brought you aboard for one reason! Tell us... or die with us. (CONTINUED) * X % * *

® “PREMIERE” - PINK REV. 09/03/98 15. 26 CONTINUED: (2) 26 Then - a very large EXPLOSION rocks the ship. Zenn instantly O rushes away. D’Argo prioritizes... and drops Crichton, moving with Zenn. Crichton collapses to his knees, GASPING. (CONT’D) Pilot! I demand you give me maneuverability - now! O . Crichton, on his knees and sucking air, looks up and reacts to the creature appearing on a VIEW SCREEN! This is PILOT. 27 INTERCUT - INT. PILOT'’S DEN 27 O PILOT There is nothing I can do - not while the Control Collar is still in place! Another EXPLOSION. Zenn’s panel sparks and goes dead. o PILOT (CONT’D) Moya can’t withstand this assault much longer. = D’Argo ain’t gonna just wait to be blown to bits! He rips G . the rest of the panel cover away and begins DRDs nearby SQUEAL at him in protest. PILOT (CONT’D) Those synapses you are tearing out are not wired to the Control Collar! ® D’ ARGO Then I will keep pulling ‘til I find the ones that are! Zenn slams in at another control panel beside D’Argo, waves ¢ her hand over it, activating it. ON CRICHTON - Struggling to his feet. Suddenly - something WHIZZES past him. Dodging it, Crichton loses his balance and falls to his knees again! He looks up and reacts - O (CONTINUED)

“PREMIERE” - GREEN REV. 9/16/98 16. - 27 CONTINUED: 27 C)<:> A TINY CREATURE has zipped onto The Command - in some sort of anti-grav chair. This is RYGEL THE XVI, a 26-inch slug-like being. Zenn and D’'Argo show signs of dishevelment from years of confinement - but Rygel’s really let himself go. Zenn, working anxiously, throws a look at Rygel - o ZENN The others - where are they?! Rygel doesn’t exude the same urgency as Zenn and His attention is on the Peacekeeper Rations Box open on his lap. He picks through the Box looking for goodies as - O RYGEL There are no others. I checked every cell level. (beat) I found a manifest. We were scheduled for transfer to Terran Raa... Zenn and D’Argo react. D’ ARGO That is a lifers’ colony. © ON CRICHTON - Regaining his feet... again. CRICHTON (to himself) e ON RYGEL - sees something in the Ration Box he likes. Then his eyes fall on Crichton, and he freezes, mid-chew. Crichton reacts to this strange creature staring at him. RYGEL O (low, conspiratorially) TIhey brought you aboard, didn’t they? Worry not. protect you. I take care of you now, you take care of me later... caw matan (”...do we understand each other?”) () Crichton: Now got this creature making deals with me! ON ZENN - Her fingers on the control panel keys. Her forearms and hands literally vibrate (CG) as they speed through a hundred code possibilities a second? D’Argo is O still tearing at wires. Two more big EXPLOSIONS. . - (CONTINUED)

) “PREMIERE” - PINK REV. 09/03/98 17. 27 CONTINUED: (2) _ 27 O PILOT O Hull integrity is reaching critical compromise! The situation is at critical mass! Still running codes, Zenn begins CHANTING a prayer. loud and - bizarre. takes her to another level - her hands move even faster (CG). © D’Argo .- raging - reaches deeper, pulling even bigger " handfuls of wires. The DRDs BEEP frantically around him. ON CRICHTON - He’s definitely not in Kansas anymore! (CONTINUED)

O © O “PREMIERE” - YELLOW REV. 09/10/98 18. 27 CONTINUED: (3) 27 28 D’Argo reaches far to the back of the panel, pulls a large cluster of wire! A liquid sprays from them! Zenn stops CHANTING, looks down at her controls. ZENN What have you done?! D’Argo’s head swings to her, eyes wide. D’ ARGO What do you mean?! ZENN The coding wall - it’s dimming! I’ve hit the code!! The panel before Zenn is BEEPING, the red pattern lights beginning to click to green. D’Argo stares at the dripping wires in his hands. Hell - he actually did it! v D’ ARGO (a hushed oath) PILOT The Control Collar - it’s coming off! EXT. SPACE - MOYA (CG) . 28 The Control Collar circuit lights are going off... the huge locking teeth begin to separate... 29 INT. THE COMMAND 29 D’ ARGO ¢ - i tarl £ PILOT Starburst?! But Moya has been restrained so long... I have been restrained so long. not sure I can... D’ ARGO * She’s a Leviathan -- it’s the single * * defensive maneauver she’s capable of! (CONTINUED)

(= “PREMIERE” - PINK REV. 09/03/98 19. 29 CONTINUED: : 29 30 31 32 33 34 ZENN (gentle reason) Does the ship - does Moya - know an alternative? Pilot’s expression falls... obviously Moya does not. He turns to the DRDs around him. PILOT Claw onto something, people... EXT. SPACE - MOYA (CG) 30 The Collar opens... and Moya separates from it. INT. PROWLER 31 Inside one of the slick, black Prowlers. The PEACEKEEPER PILOT wears a full Clash Suit (including face shield). PEACEKEEPER RADIO VOICE The Leviathan is free of her-control collar! She’s preparing for Starburst! All Prowlers terminate assault! EXT. SPACE (CG) 32 All the other Prowlers immediately veer off. But not this one - it continues right for the larger ship. An energy envelope begins to form around the larger ship. OMITTED ) 33 INT. PROWLER 34 This one unstoppable Peacekeeper Pilot begins firing on the larger ship. Suddenly his ship is seized.

35 36 37 38 “PREMIERE” - PINK REV. 09/03/98 20. EXT. SPACE - MOYA (CG) 35 This Prowler is trapped inside the energy envelope! Moya’s molecules are pulled into a single, thin iridescent line - then this line rockets off at lightning speed. The remaining Prowlers are left zipping around empty space. INT. THE COMMAND 36 Intense acceleration! Zenn and D’Argo hold on! Crichton, unprepared, manages to wedge himself against a bulkhead! Rygel, grasping food in both hands, is caught off-guard. He goes whizzing past Crichton - RYGEL IHATESTARBUUURRST...! EXT. .SPACE - SOMEWHERE ELSE (CG) 37 The thin iridescent line begins re-forming into the ship. The Prowler is cockeyed, but right there with it. INT. THE COMMAND 38 The acceleration subsides. Everyone’s left drained and panting from the experience. On View Screen - PILOT We’ve done it! We’ve escaped! (doubly thrilled) we’re not dead! D’Argo and Zenn exchange an astonished look. Rygel, in a heap in the corner, looks up, amazed: they actually did it. Crichton is still wobbly. PILOT (CONT’D) One Prowler traveled with us! D’ ARGO Block its radio! Net it and bring it aboard! . PILOT (arms flying) Immediately! .As good as done! ZENN Pilot - does Moya know where we are? (CONTINUED)

38 39 40 “PREMIERE” - PINK REV. 09/03/98 21. CONTINUED: 38 PILOT Yes, of course. We are - (checks his readings) - someplace else. I will get back to you on the specifics... ZENN At least we are free... ON RYGEL - Still stunned that they are free... however temporarily. Emboldened by their escape, he glares daggers and - spits in Crichton’s face. A big purple glob. _ CRICHTON What is..., what... (is your problem?!) spins. His reflex is instantaneous: tongue LASHES OUT (CG), stinging Crichton in the neck! Crichton looks shocked - then drops like a stone. BLACK. EXT. SPACE - PEACEKEEPER COMMAND CARRIER (CG) 39 The dark hull of this huge ship MOVES PAST. Leading a convoy of: three Leviathan ships (in Control Collars), a Rear Battle Fighter, and Prowlers buzzing about like sheep dogs. INT. BRIDGE - COMMAND CARRIER . 40 Activity - crisp, efficient, cold. We keep the dark- uniformed PEACEKEEPERS in mysterious shadows... never getting a good look (saving the reveal of their “human” appearance for when Aeryn removes her helmet). LIEUTENANT TEEG, 20s, . female, moves briskly toward a powerfully-built man leaning over a Scanner Station. LT. TEEG Captain. Captain Crais... He turns. CAPTAIN BIALAR CRAIS, 40s, commander of this Carrier. We SEE his eyes... cold, calculating, dangerous... CRAIS Yes, Lieutenant? (CONTINUED) .

“PREMIERE” - YELLOW REV. 09/10/98 . 22. 40 CONTINUED: 40" LT. TEEG - : (intimidated by him) The Prowler Squad has returned. They report... the Leviathan transport has escaped. Crais is not pleased.. LT. TEEG (CONT’D) One of the prisoners, the Hynerian royal, somehow secured the key codes for the prisoners’ cells and-- (then) O There were casualties, sir. Two ships lost and-- CRAIS I don’t care about casualties. A Leviathan transporting prisoners does not escape while in my custody. (beat) Has my brother returned? I will dispatch him in the Rear Battle Fighter to track her down and-- & LT. TEEG Sir... Afraid to speak further, Teeg indicates a nearby Monitoring Station. Nods to the ENSIGN sitting there. & LT. TEEG (CONT’D) This is playback from the Recon Satellite monitoring pursuit of the Leviathan... ON THE MONITOR: we SEE the Prowlers chasing Moya. Suddenly Crichton’s Module appears from the slit in space. Crais leans in, reacting to this phenomenon. CRAIS What manner of ship is that? (CONTINUED) * *

40 a1 © 42 “PREMIERE” - PINK REV. CONTINUED: (2) 09/03/98 23. Then we SEE the ill-fated Prowler heading for the Module. And Crais falls silent as: scrape. My brother’ sure he-- CRAIS s Prowler. Excellent. I'm the Prowler and the Module The Prowler spins toward the asteroid and - the 40 FLASH from the destruction of his brother’s Prowler reflects in Crais’s eyes. profound effect on him. LT. TEEG As hard and cold as Crais is, (treading carefully) We lost a second Prowler, sir. It was absorbed with the Leviathan when it went into Starbur-- Crais holds up his hand, silencing her. Then - CRAIS I want to see him... LT. TEEG S-see him, sir...? Crais spins on her. CRAIS - Peel the image. I want to see who is inside. Incensed, Crais throws a finger at the moritor... image of Crichton’s module... EXT. SPACE - MOYA - MOVING THROUGH OPEN SPACE (CG) INT. THE COMMAND - CLOSE ON DATA SCREEN Scrolling through info, schematics, etc. Zenn’s blue hands this has a and the are working two different keyboards at the same time with works a keyboard of his great skill. own. beside her, 41 42 (CONT INUED)

“PREMIERE” - PINK REV. 09/03/98 . 24. 42 CONTINUED: D’ ARGO This damned Leviathan has no idea where we are! Zenn glances over at him, smiles at his youthful bluster. ZENN (beat) I am Pa’u Zotah Zenn. And you - ? D’ ARGO " Ka D'Argo. (then) You are a Delvian. ZENN A Priest. He looks at her, surprised. D’ ARGO I know of your kind’s practices. Your... appetites. ZENN (playful smile) Such as? D’ ARGO I have heard of something known as the... Fourth Sensation... 42 (CONTINUED)

“PREMIERE” - PINK REV. 09/03/98 25. 42 CONTINUED: (2) 42 (j) : ZENN O - I have experienced that. (alas) Not lately... Now D’Argo turns, stares openly a moment. The way a curious teenager might stare at a much-experienced older woman. Then he turns back to his keyboard, covering with - D’ ARGO Why were you... are.you...? ZENN © " Imprisoned? Because on my home world, even among my kind, I was something of an... anarchist. (pleasant, sly grin) Actually, the leading anarchist... And you? D’Argo stiffens. Does not want to tell. Then - D’ ARGO I... killed a fellow soldier. (beat) &} My commanding officer... This is difficult for him. D’ARGO (CONT’D) I was intending to make his daughter e my mate. He caught us... together. would’ve killed me... should’ve killed me... The way he says this makes Zenn ask - | © ZENN How old are you? | Thirty cycles... © ZENN You are but a hoy... D’ ARGO (bristling) I am not. I am a Luxan warrior! I have seen two battle campaigns! (CONTINUED)

O © O ~ O 42 43 “PREMIERE” - PINK REV. 09/03/98 26. CONTINUED: (3) 42 ZENN (gently) Only two...? D’'Argo deflates slightly. He knows this is not many. Zenn lays her hands onto his, proffering her most reassuring smile. D’Argo looks at her hands on his, swallows... quite aware of those Delvian appetites... INT. CRICHTON’S CELL . . 43 CLOSE: Crichton... lying on the cell floor. He spasms... coming awake. CRICHTON Please... let it all be a dream. A bad... very twisted... dream... He opens his eyes. Two DRDs stare back at him (one of them. . is the dented DRD from the Transport Hanger). Crichton labors to sit up. Looks around. He notices: his full space suit hanging nearby. He looks down and realizes: he’s naked! (CONTINUED)

© ® “PREMIERE” - PINK REV. 09/03/98 27. 43 CONTINUED: 43 NOISE outside his cell. Crichton looks: Rygel has just landed his ThroneSled in the passageway. He brings out some small screwdriver-like tool and starts prying at a floor panel. CRICHTON Who... where... why... He can’t settle on a question - he’s got millions of them. ... CRICHTON (cont’d) you take off my clothes? (CONTINUED)

O “PREMIERE” - PINK REV. 09/03/98 43 CONTINUED: (2) 28. 43 Rygel ignores him. Crichton eases closer to the bars. CRICHTON (CONT’D) Hey... RYGEL (haughtily) I am Rygel the Sixteenth... Dominar to over six hundred billion subjects. I do not need to answer you... CRICHTON I... I thought you were a prisoner? RYGEL Falsely imprisoned! My cousin Bishan, fagh - (spits at the name) - stole my throne from me while I slept! A mistake of fate that I will be correcting someday. I _vow it. (then, deigns) . Your garments were removed so that we could examine you. CRICHTON Examine - EXAMINE me?! When? He immediately checks his body for signs of alien procedures. Scratches his ankle... remembers. CRICHTON (cont’d) One of those little mechanical of your injected me! Right here, it-- RYGEL Translator microbes. CRICHTON Microbes?? ) RYGEL (matter-of-factly) They colonize at the base of your brain, allow us to understand each other. Why you weren’t injected at birth I cannot fathom... CRICHTON Colonize? Brain? (then) Why’ve you got me locked up in here? (MORE) (CONTINUED)

® “PREMIERE” - PINK REV. 09/03/98 28A. 43 CONTINUED: (3) 43 CRICHTON (cont’d) . I’'m not here to harm you. I wouldn’t (:) know how to harm you. O RYGEL (with venom) We can no more trust you, than we can trust that... © Crichton looks where Rygel is indicating: behind him. Something lying in the sahdows is rising! the Prowler Pilot! The Pilot begins undoing the helmet.. Crichton grimaces, not anxious to see what’s underneath! The Pilot lifts the helmet. Revealing: AERYN. AS HUMAN IN APPEARANCE AS CRICHTON HIMSELF! Crichton gapes! What’s another human doing here?? He remembers his nudity. He quickly tries to cover up. e CRICHTON o I... My name is John, John Cr-- O (=] (9] (@] (CONTINUED)

“PREMIERE” - PINK REV. 09/03/98. 43 CONTINUED: (4) And she springs! In the blink of an eye, down on the cell floor - knees pinning his arms, crushing his throat! Just that fast, is straddling him, (hard) 29. she has Crichton thighs this incredible woman cutting off his wind! AERYN What is your rank and regiment? And why are you out of uniform? Rank and regiment - now. Crichton can’t move, can’t speak. END OF ACT ONE All he can do is stare... 43

® “PREMIERE” - PINK REV. 09/03/98 30. O \ ) 44 EXT. SPACE - MOYA (CG) _ 44 45 INT. CRICHTON’S CELL - CONTINUOUS .45 © : AERYN Rank and regiment - answer me! He’d love to answer - but can’t! Aeryn sees his expression. She’s never seen an expression like that on one of her kind before. Long moment... then Aeryn jumps off him, keeping her (8] distance. He rises, GASPING. CRICHTON (barely able to speak) What is the matter with you?! O - He looks over at his hanging space suit.’ Stumbles to it. Aeryn instantly launches herself at him again! Crichton recoils - but she goes right past him to the bars, RAGING, rattling them savagely. AERYN O (to Rygel) Let me out of here, you Hynerian SLUG! Rygel has pulled a metal box from the floor panel. He glances over at Aeryn, unconcerned. ) @ RYGEL Your efforts are wasted, Peacekeeper. You all people should know that... Crichton yanks down his space suit. Alien world or not, he’s pissed. He pulls out the inner jumpsuit (white, zippered © pockets, NASA patches, etc.), starts wrenching it on. CRICHTON ‘Peacekeeper’? You were one of the ones out there attacking this ship! (realizing) O They think I’m one of - you. (CONTINUED)

O “PREMIERE” - PINK REV. 09/03/98 31. 45 CONTINUED: 45 AERYN Officer Aeryn Sun! Special Peacekeeper Commando, Icarion Company, Pleisar Regiment.. Identify yourself! CRICHTON (still pissed) My rank is Commander. But I’m not military. Least no mllltary you know. I'm a damned scientist. Dressed now, he faces her. She’s like a feral animal. She paces... her body attitude very animal. Despite her appearance, this is not a human woman. Aeryn shrugs out of the Clash Suit. She has on her own inner suit underneath (hers is black and sleek, with PK insignia). Rygel has removed some of the contents of the metal box. Personal belongings: Hynerian jewelry, tarnished with age, including the ring he barters with later; papers, yellowed by time... Belying his haughty indifference, seeing these items from his past spawns real emotion in him. RYGEL (under his breath) It has been so very long... As Crichton is absorbing this, a NOISE in the passageway draws his attention. Zenn and D’Argo are entering the cell block. D’Argo sees Rygel, recognizes the metal box beside him. Our possessions. And like the young man he is, he rushes to the floor panel, shouldering past an indignant Rygel, and reaches deep inside. Zenn steps up, smiles at Crichton and Aeryn serenely. ZENN Ah, you are awake. Both of you... Aeryn hisses at Zenn. Crichton looks at Aeryn. This woman actually hisses?? Zenn maintains a pleasant expression, but her eyes betray a less benign sentiment - ZENN (CONT’D) (to Aeryn) A problem, my dear? I don’t see why. (CONTINUED)

“PREMIERE” - YELLOW REV. 09/10/98 45 CONTINUED: (2) ZENN (cont’d) -You should be used to viewing the likes of us - through bars... Aeryn just stares daggers. CRICHTON Please, you’ve got to listen to me. I’'m not what you think I-- ZENN Not a Peacekeeper? Yes, we know that. Crichton looks at her: How do they know? ZENN (CONT’D) Our examination. For one thing, your body doesn’t bear the prescribed Peacekeeper vaccinations. For another, you have some decidedly unfamiliar bacteria living inside you. Nothing harmful to us, but... unfamiliar. (pleasant smile) You are not from around here. Crichton’s excited. Maybe they’ll listen now - CRICHTON - I'm from a planet called Earth. I'm human. Homo sapien sapien. Zenn holds up a blue hand, stopping him. ZENN It is time for us to eat... Crichton looks past Zenn to D’Argo - who has opened his own metal box and removed his Qualta Blade (dulled with time). CRICHTON (he means it) Eat what...? 46 EXT. SPACE - PEACEKEEPER COMMAND CARRIER (CG) 32. 45 46 * X % X %k X X ¥ *

® “PREMIERE” - PINK REV. 09/03/98 33. <:> 47 INT. BRIDGE - PK COMMAND CARRIER 47 CLOSE - A VIEW SCREEN, replaying Crais’s brother’s death. ANGLE ADJUSTS to reveal Craic. We see him clearly now for the first time. He’s watching the replay, over and over. Lt. Teeg steps up. She’s hesitant to disturb him... © . LT. TEEG Captain... Crais looks up at her. A look that chills. Teeg stiffens. LT. TEEG (CONT’D) (8] The Techs are completing the imaging of that module’s pilot... Crais is instantly out of his chair. CRAIS O Show me. At Teeg’s station, A SCAN LINE paints across the View Screen, ..“peeling away” the last layers of the Module’s hull (CG). LT. TEEG O Oon the final sweep now, sir. Finally - Crichton’s face is revealed. LT. TEEG (CONT’D) He’s... Sebacean. (= Crais leans in, studying Crichton’s image. CRAIS Inform the Rear Battle Fighter. They will take charge of the armada. We jk/ are going after the escaped Leviathan. LT. TEEG But, sir - regulations require-- O CRAIS That is a DIRECT ORDER, Lieutenant! 48 EXT. SPACE - MOYA (CG) ' 48

O ® © “PREMIERE” - PINK REV. 09/03/98 34. 49 INT. PASSAGEWAY - MOYA 49 ' CLOSE on Crichton... looking anything but menacing at the moment, where he is being taken. His hands are bound (with that web-like substance). Aeryn walks a few paces behind (her hands similarly bound). Rygel leads the way. Zenn walks beside Crichton. D’Argo, holding his Qualta Blade, keeps a distrustful eye on them from behind. CRICHTON (to Zenn) You know I'm not a, a Peacekeeper. Why won’t you untie me? ZENN (by way of explanation, she nods toward Aeryn) We still do not know your loyalties... CRICHTON My loyalties? I just got here' You’re the first extraterrestrial life anybody from my planet’s ever made contact with. The awe of where he’s standing washes over him. (CONT’ D) are we? What galaxy? Am I still in the Milky Way? Still in Orion’s Arm? Zenn smiles at him beatifically. CRICHTON You have no idea what I'm talking about, do you? I need to see star charts, find some common reference points... He runs his fingers along the textured bulkhead. CRICHTON (CONT’D) This ship is amazing. What kind of--2? (CONTINUED)

O L2 = “PREMIERE” - YELLOW REV. 09/10/98 49 CONTINUED: 50 Crichton instantly pulls his hand away. ZENN She’s a Leviathan. A bio-mechanoid. (off Crichton’s look) A living ship. surroundings with different eyes. INT. CENTRE CHAMBER - AT FOOD DISPENSERS 35. 49 Considers his 50 Rygel floats past, his odd-shaped tray stacked high Cubes (like pastel green tofu). with Cubes from the Dispensers. uncertain. ANGLE - Aeryn is loading her tray Crichton just watches, very (Their hands remain tied throughout scene). ZENN AND D’ARGO. Across the room. D’Argo in heated conversation with Pilot on a Vid Screen - D’ARGO You blame me?! If I hadn’t pulled those leads, your precious Moya would still be wearing that Collar! PILOT Yes, but in doing so, you also caused Moya to hemorrhage most of her iriscentant fluid! ZENN (the voice of reason) Leading to what result, Pilot? . PILOT Leading to our current maximum speed, which is barely Hetch Two.... Zenn and D’Argo react - this is clearly very slow. PILOT (cont’d) Moya and I don’t want to return to Peackekeeper control. (low, grimly confidential) I do not believe Moya will let them put the Collar on her again. The implication is clear: Moya will die first. D’Argo looks at Zenn, troubled that his actions have brought on this result. all die. Meaning they (CONTINUED) * ok % % * %

O “PREMIERE” - 50 CONTINUED: ANGLE - CRICHTON AND AERYN. eating at another table, Aeryn looks at him, innocent, somewhat lost expression... 2nd WHITE REV. 10/06/98 36. 50 Seated at one of the tables. RAeryn is already eating her Cubes, fast... her body hunched, feral/military style, her eyes scanning the room. CRICHTON Why are they doing this? (with a disdainful look towards Zenn and D’Argo) The blue one and the cowardly lion. Why are they feeding us? AERYN evaluating. They need information if they’re gonna survive and they’re hoping we’ll provide it... (shoves his plate closer to Eat. him) This may be our only chance. CRICHTON our only chance...? Rygel is his plate stacked high with Cubes. His strange clothes, his With distaste - She glares at him - not thrilled with this arrangement, either. Crichton absorbs this. Then - looks down at the Food Cubes. This is food? He breaks off a piece. (CONT INUED) * X % X

® “PREMIERE” -~ YELLOW REV. 09/10/98 37. 50 - CONTINUED: (2) 50 Doesn’t like how they feel, either. And, suddenly, Aeryn slips an eating utensil up her sleeve. Crichton reacts. o Before he can say anything - here come Zenn and D’Argo. ZENN The ship’s Pilot has just informed us we’ re approaching an inhabited system. With a Commerce planet... Rygel up from his table nearby - RYGEL . A Commerce planet. Excellent. I need many things: Hynerian cream soap, © definitely; some fresh janeray syrup to get the taste of these food cubes out of my mouth... D’Argo just glares at him. O ) D’ ARGO We ‘need iriscentant fluid. RYGEL How dare you, you Luxan swine!! (@] D’ ARGO Silence, your eminence. I have been searching for a reason not to jettison you with the next refuse dump... RYGEL (=] You dump me? Why you insolent -- I bribed the Maintenance Drones at the last checkpoint, I secured the cell codes that allowed for your escape! ZENN Gentlemen, I suggest we keep our focus on the situation at hand. (CONTINUED) * * * X %k KX * X * * %

® “PREMIERE” - PINK REV. 09/03/98 38. 50 CONTINUED: (3) 50 (:) Zenn turns to Crichton and Aeryn. Her expression attesting O to the true gravity of their situation. ZENN (CONT’D) Before we approach this planet, we must know: is there a Peacekeeper presence in this system? Aeryn éives Zenn a superior look: “I will never tell you anything”. Zenn looks at Crichton. He reacts to the sincerity in her eyes. . CRICHTON © I don’t know. I wish I did... D’ ARGO We are wasting time we do not have! (indicates Aeryn) She is infantry - a grunt! o Peacekeeper Command tells them nothing except where to fight and die! (indicates Crichton) And this one, he is some kind of... _ higher brain function deficient! How-- (his voice suddenly goes wvery o high) --he escaped the genetic sieving I do not know! Crichton looks at him. 1It’s like he just inhaled helium! L4 ZENN (HELIUM VOICE) D’Argc...? CRICHTON (HELIUM VOICE) (to What just happened? Aeryn is staring daggers at Rygel. As is D’Argo. Rygel is instantly defensive. : RYGEL (HELIUM VOICE) O It is a perfectly natural bodily function. And it is odorless... D’ARGO (HELIUM VOICE) Your loyal subjects tell you that...? O CRICHTON (HELIUM VOICE) You fart helium?? (CONTINUED)

O “PREMIERE” - YELLOW REV. 09/10/98 39. 50 CONTINUED: (4) 51 RYGEL (HELIUM VOICE) (defensive) Sometimes. When I am nervous... (to pointedly) ..0r angry. PILOT’S VOICE (OVER COMMS) Attention. I thought you would want to know... we are entering planetary orbit... ZENN (voice returning to normal) Thank you, Pilot. Suddenly, without warning - D’Argo’s hand darts past Crichton, seizing Aeryn’s arm. Hey! CRICHTON (voice returning to normal) Purely instinctively, Crichton grabs D’Argo’s massive arm. D’Arxrgo turns his fierce look on Crichton. Crichton’s expression shifts - what the hell am I doing?? firm. D’Argo, Then D’Argo twists Aeryn’s arm and - the eating utensil falls from her sleeve. Aeryn eyes him defiantly. Crichton’s expression reads: I have got to get out of here... 52 OMITTED infinitely stronger, shakes him off, hard. 50 But he holds 51

(@) 53 C) INT. CRICHTON’S CELL - MOYA “PREMIERE” = YELLOW REV. 09/10/98 40. 53 CLOSE on the cell’s magnetic lock... as Aeryn tries to work it with her bare hands. Crichton’s on the bunk behind her, watching her, looking grim. (Their hands no longer bound). CRICHTON Boy, was Spielberg ever wrong... (CONTINUED)

O O @ O ) “PREMIERE” - YELLOW REV. 09/10/98 41. 53 CONTINUED: 53 CRICHTON (cont’d) (looks over at Aeryn; under his breath) Close Encounters, my ass... (to himself) If I did come here through a wormhole, then the only way I’m gonna get back is to find another wormhole, or create one. Yeah, right... AERYN You want to make one of those ‘wormhole’ things of yours? How do you expect to do that from inside this cell? Crichton looks at her. AERYN (CONT’D) We Peacekeepers are the most technologically advanced race in a thousand star systems. If anybody’s going to help you get home to your pathetic little planet, it’s gonna be our science-techs. (beat) I am your kind - not the creatures aboard this ship. Who would you rather be with - them, or me? Not exactly a fair question. Crichton considers all of this. Long moment... then he decides. He steps forward. She looks at him curiously. What is he doing? Then he shakes out a sleeve and....one of the galley utensils falls out. Aeryn looks at Crichton, surprised. He cocks his head. CRICHTON You’re not the only one with survival training... Then - he drops the utensil and it almost bounces through the bars! traps it with her foot. Gives him a look...

O 54 55 56 57 “PREMIERE” - PINK REV. 09/03/98 42. INT. BACK PASSAGEWAY - TWO MINUTES LATER 54 Crichton and Aeryn race this way. AERYN Which way is the Transport Hanger? Crichton looks at her: Like I know?! He hurries to a ramp. Charges up and - INT. THE TERRACE - CLOSE - CRICHTON 55 He immediately reels with vertigo! He’s on The Terrace... an exotic platform outside the ship with no walls or ceiling! The huge planet hangs nearby. Stunned, Crichton backs up, bumping into the room’s invisible membrane. It “gives”, distorting the vista of space beyond... AERYN (0.S.) This way! C’mon! INT. MAINTENANCE BAY : 56 They explode into the room. Aeryn looks out at Crichton’s white module - like Imelda Marcos eying a 1981 Honda Civic. AERYN What is that? CRICHTON Hey, it’s cutting edge back on Earth... AERYN We’ll take mine. Crichton eyes her nasty-looking Prowler nearby. Uh-oh. EXT. SPACE - PEACEKEEPER COMMAND CARRIER 57 Now hunting alone...

“PREMIERE” - PINK REV. 09/03/98 . 43. C(:)' 58 INT. BRIDGE - COMMAND CARRIER .. 58 Crais, in his command chair, stares off in wrathful thought. Lt. Teeg is at her station, holding her headset to her ear. LT. TEEG Captain! We are receiving a transmission from one of the outer systems. It’s Aeryn Sun, the Prowler pilot we thought we’d lost... (listens) She was taken captive aboard the Leviathan, but she’s escaped... (listens) And she has the being from the white pod with her! Crais’s head turns toward her like a reptile that’s finally spotted its prey. 59 INT. PROWLER 59 Aeryn, pressed tight into Crichton’s lap so she can handle the controls, is just removing her headset - AERYN Everything is set. They are on their way. (beat) And my Captain himself is anxious to meet you... He doesn’t look too sure about any of this. AERYN (CONT'D) Trust me. <You will be fine... END OF ACT TWO

O “PREMIERE” - PINK REV. 09/03/98 44. ACT THREE 59A EXT. COMMERCE CITY - NIGHT - ESTABLISHING 60 INT. BLACK MARKET - NIGHT The PROPRIETOR holds a piece of Rygel’s Hynerian jewelry under a light, evaluating it. RYGEL You’re only exposing your ignorance if you don’t concede knowledge of the Hurlian Stone! The Proprietor GROWLS. Rygel’s really pushing it. PROPRIETOR Twenty barrels of fluid... RYGEL TWENTY?! There was a time you would have been disemboweled with a dull Lashlan Spade for half such an insult to me! (then, ears dropping, leaning in, shrewdly) Thirty-five. The Proprietor GROWLS again. Anybody else would be terrified. Not Rygel. He simply reaches to take back the ring. The Proprietor holds onto it, weighing the offer. Meanwhile... ACROSS THE ROOM - Zenn is seen talking to a 4-FOOT ALIEN, obscured for the most part behind some racks. D’Argo, in f.g., is talking into the COMM DEVICE on his arm - D’ ARGO Yes, Pilot. He hits “off” the comm as Zenn steps up. D’ARGO (CONT'D) The female Peacekeeper and the ‘human’ have escaped. 2And a full Command Carrier is on approach to this planet. ZENN A full Carrier? (realizes) Crais? But it makes no sense for him to come after us himself... 59a * 60 (CONTINUED)