"Destiny is the promise I give to you.

Hope, the part you play,
is trusting me to keep this promise."

The Prophetic Tetraglyphs,
CY9573

[Conference room]

(The Andromeda Ascendant comes out of slipstream.)
BEKA: Hey.
HUNT: Hey.
BEKA: Just so you know, there will be a short delay in getting to Corboz.
HUNT: You missed a decision point in slipstream?
BEKA: Don't rub it in.
HUNT: All right, where did we end up?
BEKA: Andromeda? Baltria cluster. Which, if you think about it, isn't such a bad thing. I mean, we had to refuel anyway. So I'll just go ahead and tell Rommie to arrange delivery?
(Hunt is staring at the system on the screen.)
BEKA: Okay. And once again, I apologise for the pointless detour.
HUNT: I'll bet you say that to all the boys.
BEKA: Ahem.
HOLO-ROMMIE: Captain, I'm receiving an incoming message from Baltria. Something about a prison riot. They're new Commonwealth.
BEKA: Don't tell me, let me guess. We're on prison detail.
HUNT: Mmm hmm.
(In his quarters, Hunt gets out his medals and memories box and selects one with a sunburst on a blue shield, then gazes at a flower preserved in glass.)

[Prison control room]

(The riot is on the screen.)
PATRIUS: Things are completely out of control. They've been rioting four days. The guards are afraid to go in.
HUNT: We're not.

[Prison wing]

(Soldiers with forcelances shoot some prisoners and force others back into cells.)
BEKA: Just about done here, Dylan. Hey!
(The prisoner she is escorting turns and attacks her.)
BEKA: Hey!
RHADE: Hey.
(Beka hits the man on the head, stunning him.)
RHADE: Beka.
(Rhade slams him into the cell bars before throwing him inside.)
RHADE: You've got to finish with style.
BEKA: Style's not my style, and that was too easy.
RHADE: My kind of fight. It's more convenient when their spirit's already been broken.
BEKA: Yeah, but don't you feel bad locking them back up in this stink hole?
RHADE: Sympathy for a derelict element? Pointless, like indigestion.
BEKA; Indigestion's not pointless. A circle's pointless.
RHADE: Now you sound like Harper.

[Balcony]

(Looking out over a concrete-covered planet with dull overcast sky.)
PATRIUS: You did it. You stopped them from breaking out, over-running the city.
HUNT: It's what we do, Patrius. It's as simple as that.
PATRIUS: When one calls for help, one hardly expects the top Commander of the Commonwealth to answer that call.
HUNT: We were in the neighbourhood.
PATRIUS: Sure, sure. A lucky coincidence.
(Hunt has memories of fighting on that planet, but amongst trees and flowers.)
HUNT: Yeah. Coincidence.

[Prison wing]

PATRIUS: Most of these prisoners are from a group that long ago renounced their peaceful-loving Ch'kadau heritage. They were lured by greed onto a path of destruction.
HUNT: I know all about them. My AI has brought me up to speed.
PATRIUS: Then you must know that we've been battling them for hundreds of years. At best, we've only slowed their efforts.
HUNT: Well, I can see that.
PATRIUS: What you can see is nothing compared to what they're planning. They want nothing less than total annihilation of the planet. To do this
ROMMIE [OC]: Dylan, do you copy?
(Hunt answers his hand-held comms. They don't seem to use subdermal or the bracers any more.)
HUNT: Excuse me. Go ahead, Rommie.
ROMMIE [on comm]: Dylan, we have a problem.
HUNT: On my way.

[Prison control room]

ROMMIE: Three of the prisoners are missing. Two males, one female. They appear to have escaped the fortress.
PATRIUS: Which ones are they?
ROMMIE: According to your own records, these two, in for multiple homicide with bodily degeneration weapons.
RHADE: Shouldn't be too hard to pick them out of a crowd.
BEKA: Yeah, faces only a mother could love.
HUNT: You said three were gone.
ROMMIE: Cell ninety was occupied, but there is no information on the prisoner.
HUNT: Show me the monitoring footage. Magnify.
(It is a woman, staring at the camera. Patrius shakes his head.)
HUNT: Check the criminal database for a photo ID. There must be a record somewhere.
ROMMIE: None. No name, no record of her crime.
PATRIUS: She must be a mole. Believe me, I'm not surprised. What you have to remember about these people
BEKA: Well, I'm surprised. I mean, isn't that quite a reach? I mean, first we're talking about a missing prisoner, now we're talking about a spy?
RHADE: She's right. This woman could be part of the previously mentioned unsavoury group determined to trash the planet.
HUNT: The Commonwealth has been well aware of them since long before the Nietzschean uprising.
RHADE: And of how dangerous they are.
PATRIUS: I imprison them as I find them, but there are always more. They'll stop at nothing to get what they want.
HUNT: This woman could just be a common criminal, or worse, a bureaucratic oversight.
BEKA: A holdover from before Baltria rejoined the Commonwealth.
HUNT: One way to find out is ask her. Let's go get her and the others back here.
BEKA: Shouldn't be too hard. They're wearing ankle sensors.
ROMMIE: I can log onto the grid, see if they're still emitting. But the maps for the territories outside the fortress are confusing, even to me.
BEKA: Hmm, the trick is going to be trying to grab them before they get too deep into that maze.
HUNT: All right, Beka. Rhade, you work with Rommie.
RHADE: We'll let you know the second their little adventure into freedom is over.
HUNT: Oh, and Rommie? Verify that the other prisoners are being held on Commonwealth approved charges. Standard procedure with newly joined homeworlds.
PATRIUS: No offence taken, Captain. Commonwealth membership's already proven its value, and I'm hoping it's just the beginning.

[Shrine]

(A circular room with decorated walls and floor.)
PATRIUS: When I saw that woman who had escaped, my suspicions were confirmed. I believe that woman was sent to gather information about my fortress. Information they'll use to wipe out the last of us true Ch'kadau.
HARPER: How?
PATRIUS: By destroying this.
(He types a code into a panel, and a wall section opens to reveal a glowing starlike artefact.)
PATRIUS: The Gol Rashen. The energy source of the planet and those trying to save it, that still honour and draw life energy.
HARPER: Hey, what's the little panel there, underneath the
(Harper steps forward, into a forcefield.)
HARPER: Ow! Thanks for the warning. Ow. Sheesh. Good security system.
PATRIUS: Too good. Though it was created over three hundred years ago, no one in all of that time has been able to deactivate it, let alone get past it.
HUNT: It's impressive.
PATRIUS: This system prevents theft. It won't protect the Gol Rashen if this fortress is reduced to rubble.
HARPER: You mean, the gem, er the Gol Rashen would just be destroyed? You really think that's what they're planning.
PATRIUS: Yes. I want to rescue the Gol Rashen. I want to put it somewhere safe, but the system protects it, even from me.
HUNT: So you want me to try to defeat it for you.
PATRIUS: If anyone can, you can. You're not only from the Commonwealth, you, like this system, are from three hundred years ago, are you not? I do my homework, too, Captain. I challenge anyone to argue now that fate hasn't played a hand.

[City]

BEKA: I take back what I said about the prison. This place is just as bad.
RHADE: Mmm. Rommie, are we getting close?
ROMMIE [OC]: You are within 15 metres.
BEKA: And you're picking up two signals, Rommie?
ROMMIE [OC]: Correct.
BEKA: Because we don't see anything.
(Two men in prison overalls walk past.)
BEKA: Cancel that.
(They give chase and the prisoners fall over some poor beggars shopping trolley.)
BEKA: Freeze, freeze!
(A brief fight.)
RHADE: Ha. Vicious killers, ha? I've seen better fights from purse snatchers.
BEKA: Purse snatchers probably get better nutrition than these guys and their prison food. And incidentally, as a former purse snatcher, I resent that comment.
RHADE: You were a purse snatcher?
BEKA: Well, actually, the term we preferred was active second-hand salvage removers, but, yeah.
RHADE: By the way, Beka, nice style.
BEKA: Really? I feel like I tore my pants.

[Shrine]

PATRIUS: Captain, I won't lie to you. Hope that someone from the Commonwealth might still know how to get past this system is the reason I joined.
HUNT: Well, we're glad to have you as a member in spite of that.
PATRIUS: Captain, please, don't take me wrong.
BEKA [OC]: Dylan, good news.
HUNT: Go ahead, Beka.

[City]

BEKA: Two down, one to go.
(Beka finds an ankle monitor on the ground.)
BEKA: The woman's going to be a little tougher.

[Shrine]

PATRIUS: Surely they can handle this on their own.
HUNT: Bring your prisoners back to the fortress. We'll go after the woman. Hunt out.
PATRIUS: Captain, please, I beg you, please, stay and deal with this problem first.
HUNT: The Gol Rashen isn't going anywhere. The escaped prisoner is. Harper, Trance, you're with me.
HARPER: Boss, maybe I should stay behind. See if I can't crack this system.
HUNT: You're welcome to try, Mister Harper. Good luck. Oh, and be careful.
HARPER: Watch and learn.

[City]

TRANCE: Patrius might have the planet's best interests at heart, but that prison could not have been farther from humane.
HUNT: I'll address that issue with him once we recover the escaped prisoner.
TRANCE: You feel that the situation is more difficult than you first thought?
HUNT: We'll find her. That's why I have you along.
TRANCE: I appreciate the flattery, but I prefer honesty. What's bothering you, Dylan?
HUNT: I've been here before.
TRANCE: Well, surely the place has changed in the past three hundred years.
HUNT: Only for the worse.
HUNT [memory]: Get down!
HUNT: I had a chance to make a difference here.
TRANCE: Everything changes. Everything stays the same. Dylan, there she is.
HUNT: And there she goes.
(They corner her.)
HUNT: All right, look. You've got no place to go, so why don't you just come with us?
(A cloaked figure leaps through a wall, grabs the woman and takes her back through the wall.)
TRANCE: Did you feel her anger? The intensity?
HUNT: Right now I'm feeling my own confusion turning into my own anger.
TRANCE: I think you were right. This is going to be a lot more difficult than you first thought.
HUNT: Well, like I said before, Trance.
TRANCE: That's why you have me along.
HUNT: That's right.
(Beka and Rhade arrive.)
BEKA: Any luck?
HUNT: Yeah. Well, we had her cornered here, but she walked right through the wall.
TRANCE: She vanished.
BEKA: People don't just vanish. There's obviously some kind of
(Hunt walks through the wall.)
BEKA: Secret entrance.
(Hunt pokes his head back out.)
HUNT: What do you know? Holographic architecture.

[Passageway]

BEKA: Well, this is going to be interesting. Which way'd they go?
TRANCE; I can't tell. I'm not sensing anything.
RHADE: I am, unfortunately, and cursing my Nietzschean sense of smell. That way's the sewer.
HUNT: That must be the way to the fortress.
TRANCE: Maybe they went down that way.
HUNT: All right, we'll split up. Beka?
BEKA: Uh huh.
HUNT: Trance?
TRANCE: I'll take one for the team.
HUNT: Thatta girl.
(They head towards the sewers.)
HUNT: Fair enough.

[Room]

RHADE: Another dark room.
BEKA: Surprise, surprise.
RHADE: The further we go, the older these chambers get. Colonisation run amok. When they covered every square inch of the planet, they started building on top of what they'd already built.
BEKA: And buried these in the process. Look, Tetraglyphs.
(Like the ones in the vault.)
BEKA: Look at this one.
(Hunt's sun on shield badge.)
RHADE: Looks like an old Commonwealth insignia. Lancer division.
BEKA: Hmm. Do we know anything about these symbols?

[Command]

ROMMIE: Crystalline displacement dates the tetraglyphs to CY 9773. The language is consistent with ancient Ch'kadau.
BEKA: Ancient. Right, so these weren't made by the Ch'kadau we're after.
ROMMIE: Correct, these were made by the original Ch'kadau. Because Baltria was a member of the old Commonwealth, I was able to find translators in my database. The tetraglyphs tell of a prophecy.
HARPER: Please tell me what a bunch of primitive pictures have to do with the prisoner.
HUNT: Let's hear the story.
ROMMIE: For generations, Baltria was beautiful, populated by the peaceful, nature-loving Ch'kadau. The only artificial structure on the planet was a shrine, built to house the Gol Rashen, or Life Giver, the Ch'kadau's energy source.
TRANCE: It's in the fortress now. Patrius showed it to us.
HUNT: It was never moved. The fortress was built around the shrine.
ROMMIE: One of the first changes the new group made in their quest to build an industrial civilisation.
BEKA: And exploit Baltria's resources.
RHADE: That's not prophecy, it's history. Anyone who's familiar with CW records knows the only reason the Ch'kadau joined the old Commonwealth was to get help stopping this destructive trend.
TRANCE: Just like Patrius rejoined so that he could get help moving the Gol Rashen.
ROMMIE: The prophecy foretells of an answer to the Ch'kadau's prayers in the form of a young girl, a symbiant, who upon coming of age would be united with the Gol Rashen by a man, a Conduit. This joining would empower it, thus empowering the still faithful Ch'kadau to take back their planet.
HARPER: All right, that much I can see, but what's with the wavy lines that look like a river?
ROMMIE: Well, Harper, that's because they mean flowing river, something which Baltria no longer has any of.
HUNT: No, but Trance and I found that it does have a sewer. Try GPR, see if it ties to an underground spring.
ANDROMEDA [on viewscreen]: Performing scan.
ROMMIE: I wonder if any Ch'kadau still believe in this prophecy.
HUNT: Everyone is entitled to hope.
ANDROMEDA [on viewscreen]: Sub-structural water source located.
ROMMIE: A spring. It's inside an abandoned settlement.
BEKA: Would it be stating the obvious to mention that we're wasting our time on a prophecy that has nothing to do with the people that we're looking for?
HUNT: Any place that was once sacred is now probably in the hands of the bad guys.
RHADE: It's all we've got.
HARPER: Well, that is stating the obvious. Nietzscheans.

[City]

RHADE: Let me get this straight. The tetraglyphs say an unknown Conduit is meant to unite an unknown symbiant to the Gol Rashen, resulting in this entire planet being saved from eternal civil war?
HUNT: Well, just goes to show you don't believe every tetraglyph you read.
RHADE: So what do you think tipped the balance, enabled these corrupt Ch'kadau to take over the planet?
HUNT: Probably their corruptedness. The Ch'kadau had never been exposed to greed or savagery before. They didn't know how to protect themselves.
RHADE: I admire your assured observation.
HUNT: Unfair advantage. I was around back then.
HUNT [memory]: Get down!
RHADE: You were around back then. Where were you just now?
HUNT: Well, I was right here.
(They are grabbed and taken through a holographic wall.)

[Cave]

(Their attacker's spears carry the same sun on shield insignia as the badge Hunt is now wearing.)
WOMAN: It's him.
MAN: It's not him.
WOMAN: He wears the sign.
MAN: It could be a trick.
HUNT: Yeah, it's a trick.
RHADE: He's Captain Dylan Hunt, Commander for the Commonwealth.
WOMAN: The Conduit was never named.
RHADE: Conduit. Why would your kind be concerned with the prophecy?
HUNT: They're not who we think they are. They're true Ch'kadau. We're looking at the good guys.

[Cavern]

(Lots of robed people and a nice roaring camp fire.)
RHADE: These Ch'kadau live in hiding. That means Patrius is filling his prison with innocent people, which makes him not so innocent. So goes the predictable universe.
HUNT: Well, now I really want to talk with our mystery woman. Look, there was a woman you helped escape from prison.
WOMAN: We will address such matters later. First, we must confirm your identity.
RHADE: I already told you.
WOMAN: We are not interested in his rank and affiliation. We are interested in his destiny. The prophecy says the Conduit shall be known by the sign above his heart, a sign we placed upon our staves generations ago.
(A man whispers in her ear.)
WOMAN: Wait here.
RHADE: It's a weird coincidence, isn't it?
HUNT: Rhade, you are so skeptical.
RHADE: My nature. You had me going there, Captain Hunt. So you don't believe this stuff.
HUNT: I don't believe in coincidence.
(The woman returns with a man carrying a tray, on which are four bowls.)
WOMAN: Choose one. But choose carefully. One of the four is poison.
RHADE: You've got to be kidding.
(Hunt takes one.)
RHADE: She said choose carefully.
(And raises it to his lips.)
WOMAN: Stop!
HUNT: They're all poison.
WOMAN: You are correct. It was not a test of which to choose, but of how much fear you have.
YOUNG MAN: It could've been a lucky guess. We must not collapse into hope until we are sure.
HUNT: Come on. I did not come here to play games.
(The woman leader hits Hunt hard, knocking him down.)
HUNT: Apparently, I did.
(Hunt extends his forcelance to match her stave.)
HUNT: Stand down, Rhade!
(They fight. Finally she retreats through the cavern wall, but Hunt cannot follow. He jabs the next piece of rock and she falls forward.)
WOMAN: Hail the Conduit, who will unite the Gol Rashen with its symbiant.
ALL: The Conduit.
WOMAN: Where is it? Without the symbiant, the Gol Rashen isn't powerful enough.
HUNT: Now, about that woman. Take us to her. We believe she may have information that can help us against Patrius.
WOMAN: Forgive me. I don't know who you're talking about.
RHADE: The escaped prisoner. The one you helped get away from us in the street.
WOMAN: She is not one of us. We do not know who she is. She's been kept for a very long time in a cell far from the others, indicating she is important to Patrius. We hope to use her as a bargaining chip, to trade her for the release of our people.

[Side cave]

SIARA: What do you want with me?
HUNT: I want to find out who you are.
SIARA: Prisoner of cell ninety.
HUNT: You must have a name.
SIARA: I've tried to remember it, and just like everything else, it's long gone.
HUNT: You're telling me you don't remember anything about yourself?
SIARA: I'm telling you I don't know the answers to your questions. I don't know who I am. All I know is today was the first day I've seen the sky since I was very, very small.
HUNT: I won't make you go back.
SIARA: Promise?
HUNT: Promise.

[Balcony]

GUARD: Captain Hunt was seen entering a suspected safe house of the Ch'kadau.
PATRIUS: That means he's found her.
GUARD: But will he still bring her back once they've told him who we really are?
PATRIUS: He'll bring her back no matter what.

[Med deck]

HUNT: Don't be frightened. This will answer all your questions.
(Beka attaches electrodes to Siara's temple.)
HARPER: I don't know why it matters who she is if we know she's not a mole. Why does he care?
TRANCE: I think there's more to it than we know.
HARPER: I'll bet. All right. All strapped in and ready for takeoff? Next stop, ladies and gentlemen, the unconscious mind of our lovely guest.
HUNT: Mister Harper, today, please.
HARPER: All right. Here we go.

[Virtual reality]

HARPER: Inside a woman's mind. One place I've never been. Whoa. Hey, boss, are you seeing what I'm seeing?
HUNT: Her neural pathways don't look normal.
HARPER: Don't look normal. That's putting it mildly. She's got more holes in her head than, than Swiss cheese. Her pathways aren't even complete.
HUNT: They're complete enough to still function.
HARPER: Well, yeah, the obvious ones are, her basic functions. But look, here and here? I don't even know what these are supposed to connect to. It's like half of her mind hasn't even been constructed yet.
HUNT: But ready to accept whatever's put there.
HARPER: Boss, look at these synapses. They haven't been cut. They're not torn. They're not frayed. Something's definitely missing, and whatever it is, it hooks right into these.
SIARA [OC]: Where are you taking me?
HUNT: It triggered a memory.
SIARA [OC]: You killed him. Guards!
HARPER: She witnessed a murder. Hey, maybe that's why she was put away.
SIARA [OC]: Guards!
HARPER: Whoa. That is one hell of a neocortal. Hey, boss, what's the maximum life span of a Nietzschean?
HUNT: Hundred and fifty years.
HARPER: I knew it. What about a heavy worlder?
HUNT: Hundred and eighty.
HARPER: Okay. Then she's definitely neither. Hang on, I'm just checking the neocortal branching to determine her exact age.
HUNT: I know everything I need to know.
HARPER: Come on, boss, we haven't even gotten to her id yet. Whoa. You're not going to believe this, but guess how old she is?
HUNT: She's three hundred and fourteen years old.
HARPER: How do you do that?
HUNT: Take us out.

[Med deck]

HUNT: When she comes to, send her to my quarters.

[Hunt's quarters]

(Siara enters and hugs Hunt.)
HUNT: Your, your name is Siara.
SIARA: Siara. It's been locked away for so long.
HUNT: You know, instead of asking you what you don't remember, maybe I should ask you what you do. I know it's been a long time.
SIARA: The memory isn't a pleasant one. It used to be so pretty. Then there was fighting. My parents were killed. I was alone, scared. A soldier came and rescued me. He promised he'd take care of me, but then he changed his mind, gave me away to strangers. He said he'd come back, make sure I was okay. I believed him. As soon as he was gone, one of the strangers turned bad. He killed the others.
HUNT: And he put you away.
SIARA: Yes. That was so long ago.
HUNT: Siara, you er, you were in prison for three hundred and seven years. I'm sorry. He locked you up because he feared you. It's because you're the symbiant. The Gol Rashen is the other half. That's what's been keeping you alive all these years.
SIARA: Gol Rashen. The soldier. The story of the Gol Rashen and me.
HUNT: The story was a prophecy that when you came of age, you would merge with it.
SIARA: How?
HUNT: I'll show you, but I have to take you back to the fortress.
SIARA: No. You promised me you wouldn't send me back.
HUNT: Siara. Siara, wait. Siara, you have to trust me.
SIARA: Trust you? I've been lied to and promised things. I had my life stolen. Why should I trust anyone ever again?
HUNT: Because I know what it feels like to be robbed of a lifetime.
SIARA: You can't, not like me. I lost three hundred years.
HUNT: So did I.
SIARA: You're lying.
HUNT: Three hundred years that I'll never get back. I never got the chance to say goodbye to friends and family. When I came back, they had been dead for so long, it was like they never even existed.
SIARA: You were in prison?
HUNT: Yeah, in a way. I was suspended in time.
SIARA: At least you had family. I had no one. Just the hope someday, a promise would be fulfilled. Then even that faded.
HUNT: It's not too late.
SIARA: Why should I care about some prophecy?
HUNT: Because even though you're free now, it won't make you complete. You, you're one of the lucky ones, Siara. You can choose to never be alone again.

[City]

HUNT: Okay, we know what we need to do. Showtime. Go.
(They split up. Beka spots Patrius.) 
BEKA: Hey.
(He smiles and walks on. She and Rhade follow.)
HARPER: Clear. I'm in hyperdrive, boss. Have you in there faster than you can say
HUNT: Thank you, Mister Harper.
HARPER: Thank you, Mister Harper.

[Shrine]

(Hunt opens the panel to reveal the Gol Rashen.)
SIARA: It's so beautiful.
HUNT: Not until I say. Harper, jacket.
(He throws it at the forcefield and it lights up with a symbol.)
HARPER: Hey, I liked that jacket, you know. Why don't we ever use your jacket?
(Hunt fires his forcelance at specific points on the forcefield, then stabs it into the wall. The forcefield drops.)
HUNT: Come. Trust me.

[City]

RHADE: Patrius, time's up.
(Patrius walks through a wall.)
BEKA: When in Rome.
RHADE: Why not?

[Passageway]

RHADE: Don't move.
PATRIUS: No need to now.
BEKA: It's all over, Patrius.
PATRIUS: Not quite, but soon.
RHADE: Do you think what I'm thinking?
BEKA: If you're thinking he's up to something, yeah, I'm thinking that.

[Prison control room]

(With a live feed from the Vault.)
GUARD: It's happening.

[Passageway]

PATRIUS: Move in. Wait until she's done it, and then trap her. Kill anyone who tries to stop you.
(Beka kicks the comm out of his hand.)
PATRIUS: Never mind. They know what to do.
BEKA; What are you smiling for, Patrius?
PATRIUS: When I first realised Dylan Hunt was the Conduit, I wasn't sure if he was the answer to or the end of my plan. Luckily, it turns out even I have a destiny. For generations the Kings of Baltria have been tormented by how to get past the system that protects the Gol Rashen.
RHADE: As brilliant as you think you are, it never dawned on you to simply destroy it.
PATRIUS: Because it wasn't about destroying the Ch'kadau. It was about empowering their Gol Rashen, then taking control of it. My ancestor, the first King of Baltria, locked that girl away three hundred years ago. Now the wait is finally over.
RHADE: The wait will never be over. You're not the Conduit.
PATRIUS: It doesn't matter who the Conduit is. Who cares? Only how the resulting power is controlled. It should be big enough to take over the entire Commonwealth.
RHADE: Had enough?
BEKA: Oh, yeah.
RHADE: Let's go.
BEKA: Dylan, it's a setup. You're doing exactly what Patrius wants.

[Shrine]

HUNT: I know, Beka. It doesn't matter. You know what to do.
(Siara touches the Gol Rashen, and energy surges into her. Patrius, Beka and Rhade enter.)
HUNT: Siara.
SIARA: Siara is no more. We're bound together now. Bound for retribution.
(Two guards enter, and a grill slides down to block the entrance. Siara releases a blast of energy that sends them backwards through the grill.)
HUNT: Siara, wait!
(Patrius grabs a fallen gun.)
PATRIUS: Stop! Nobody move! Nobody move. You are mine. You will do as I say. Do as I say, or everyone dies. My patience has been rewarded, all done through the heroic efforts of Dylan Hunt. What a lucky break you are, Captain. A big, joyful thank you to you and the Commonwealth, which, if things go right, might someday worship me. Bow down or die.
SIARA: I will bow down to you.
(Hunt gets a space forcelance from a pedestal.)
PATRIUS: You have no choice.
HUNT: (sotto) Pays to think ahead. Three hundred years and, I hope, still ticking.
PATRIUS: If I can't have your power, no one will.
HUNT: Spoken like a true lunatic.
(Hunt shoots Patrius in the shoulder.)
PATRIUS: No, no.
(And dies.)
SIARA: Do not interfere. Revenge is all I have left, all I want now.
HUNT: You have the power to restore your planet and free your people. If you ignore what you were created for, your years in prison will be in vain.
SIARA: Soon there will be no years, no time on Baltria. No pain, no regret, nothing.
HUNT: Except the prophecy. Be better than those who tried to destroy it.
SIARA: Enough words. They're empty. As empty as that promise.
HUNT: A promise that's been kept.
SIARA: He never came back. The soldier never came back.
HUNT: Yes, Siara, he did. I am that soldier, and I promised to take care of this.
(The flower in glass.)
SIARA: I gave. I gave this to you.
HUNT: I was on my way back. I was. But my path was altered. How was I to know that you'd still be here after all this time?
SIARA: You came back.
HUNT: I came back.
SIARA: Three hundred years.
HUNT: Okay, so I was a little late.
(A beam of sunlight breaks through the cloud layer.)

[Prison wing]

HARPER: So you designed that security system, huh?
HUNT: Is it so hard to believe?
HARPER: No, no. In fact, I knew it all along. I just er, it's pretty impressive.
HUNT: Thank you.

[Balcony]

HARPER: Would you look at that, huh? I guess we can say our work here is done.
(A massive moon is visible in a blue sky.)

[Command]

TRANCE: Baltria has transformed. It's beautiful.
HUNT: Peace always is.
TRANCE: And lasting?
HUNT: We have to hope it will be.
TRANCE: Did you know you were the Conduit?
HUNT: Yes.
TRANCE: Then you must be very proud.
HUNT: It's not proud. No, it's, well, lucky, and honoured.
TRANCE: And a little more peaceful?
HUNT: Well, now that you mention it, yes. A little more peaceful.