Dylan, my guys are being overwhelmed.
Ormuz's forces are moving in to our position.
This refugee camp
Is the last free soil on seefra-5.
I don't know how long i can keep it that way.
Bonus or no bonus, it may not matter.
People are dying by the hundreds
From lack of medicine and food.
It's mainly kids.
Understood.
Take cover and do what you can.
Hunt out.
Beka, did you copy that?
My news is no better, dylan.
I've done my share of combat cargo drops.
I've never seen air cover this thick.
There ought to be a law.
There ought to be laws
Against a lot of things in seefra system.
Laws don't mean much to jerks like ormuz.
In the old days,
I betandromeda could have destroyed
A threat like him in three seconds.
I miss the old days.
Uh, dylan?
I'm still here.
Yeah. Hold on, beka.
We're going to find a gap in that sensor coverage.
Just keep your p.M.A. Charged
And online.
My p.M.A.?
Positive mental attitude.
Incoming surface fire. Hold on!
Yeah, great talking to you, dylan,
But i better take that call. Maruout.
"Positive mental attitude" my perky mortal ass.
Andromeda, how's our contingency plan?
The escape pods
Have already been loaded to 62% capacity
With relief supplies.
Six hours to completion.
Lock in on rhade's location.
We'll dump the pods there.
In six hours,
Rhade's position could be overrun.
I'm detecting
A zero-Point energy build-Up on this deck.
Someone is tesseracting in.
We don't know they're hostile yet.
Yeah, when are they ever not hostile?
Point taken.
Behind you!
Hohne?
Aah!
Mr. Harper...
oh, good show.
Grab my shoulder. Come on.
Now, on the count of three,
You're going to climb up me, okay?
Okay. Yeah.
Now, you ready?
One, two... three.
Hohne, hang on!
Don't!
No, dylan will kill me.
Come on. No, don't!
Aah!
The former chief technical advisor of sinti,
First signatory to the new commonwealth charter,
Librarian of the special collections division
Of the all systems university library.
And looking pretty healthy
For someone who's been dead for three years.
Oh, dear.
Yeah.
The universe is a dangerous place,
But in our future,
My crew and i fight to make it safe.
I am dylan hunt,
Captain of theandromeda ascendant,
And these are our adventures.
So it would appear
That when i plunged into the slipstream core,
Instead of being reduced
To my constituent atoms
In the exotic matter pulser,
I actually fell through a stray tesseract
That deposited me on theandromeda,
Three years in your future, yes?
Well, if it's any consolation,
We've all had a turn at having
The rug pulled out from under us.
Ah, and am i to understand
That theandromeda is currently held
In some sort of a pocket universe,
And all attempts to escape
Have so far been unsuccessful?
It's a lot to absorb, i know.
Oh, indeed.
My theories on space-Time
Will have to be completely revised.
I must begin immediately.
Yes, hohne, but let's put that mind of yours to work
On a more immediate problem.
We're in the middle of a humanitarian crisis.
Oh, of course.
Anything i can do to help,
Just give the word.
Ah, mr. Harper.
I understand we're going to be working together again.
Wow. Wow.
It's good to see you, hohne.
Good to see you, too.
My, i see your work is still as creative as ever.
Uh, well, you know me.
I like to try and keep busy.
Speaking of busy-
Oh, busy, yes, well,
After this crisis is over,
I hope you'd like to work with me
On a few experiments.
After the crisis, sure.
Then would be great.
Uh, i haven't worked on real science
In a dog's age and a half.
Lately, it's been all about getting through the day.
Well, i'm sure captain hunt will be thrilled as well
To be advancing the frontiers of knowledge.
I don't know.
For dylan now,
It seems to be all about the nitty-Gritty,
Up-Front problems, you know?
The ones right in front of him,
Like this one, in front of me. Where's-
Well, that doesn't sound
Like the captain hunt that i know.
Oh, don't worry.
That captain hunt is still in there,
Waiting to jump out and save the universe.
He just has to get back to it first.
In the meantime, people change, if you know what i mean.
Indeed.
Well, the aging process alone,
Even measured
On a scale of nano-Seconds,
Can drastically-
Hohne, hohne, for the love of god...
i watched you die.
Well, actually, i fell through a stray tesseract
Just above the, uh-
Hohne, for me, you've been dead,
For, like, three years now.
With you standing here now,
It's just a little weird, okay?
I just need you to slow down a little, okay?
A small memento.
For later.
For you.
Thanks.
Ah...
dylan, how about an update
On some help with our current situation?
A problem that keeps getting worse.
An understatement.
Ormuz's forces have driven
Nearly the entire minority population
From their homes.
Every new refugee
Is an extra mouth we cannot feed.
So, if i am to understand,
You need to drop 20,000 tons
Of food, medicine, and relief supplies
To relieve the suffering
Of a considerable number of refugees.
Correct.
Complication-
Genocidal warlord ormuz will shoot down
Anything bigger than a mosquito
That tries to touch down
On his territory.
An interesting problem.
Have you tried disabling his air defenses?
Too dispersed.
How about loading the supplies onto re-Entry pallets
Coated with stealth materials?
Yes, i thought of that,
But before we fabricated anything,
The refugees would all be dead,
And now i get to break the good news to-
Dylan.
What news?
As far as we can figure it,
Our starving buddies are hosed,
Unless we can somehow
Make a cracker materialize on seefra-5.
Let's do that.
Come again?
Make the supplies
Appear on seefra.
I mean, it's not like you two
Haven't done that sort of thing before.
The quantum teleporter.
The quantum teleporter...
genius!
I'm sure i've got the plans somewhere.
I've even got the parts still boxed up.
Yes, we did successfully send
Captain hunt through
The hephaistos singularity
And retrieve him safely.
Sending supplies
Should be trivial in comparison.
There are risks, of course...
risks we can live with.
Wait a minute.
The only reason that thing worked
Is because we were parked next to a black hole.
Oh, mr. Harper, with your brilliant mind,
I should think
You would relish a challenge.
Well, if you put it like that...
hohne, let's make history-
Again.
It is great to have you back.
I'll leave you two at it.
Humans...
so, back to the contingency plan.
Drop the pods
And cover them as best we can with defensive fire.
Dylan, they won't all get through.
Yeah, but it's better than nothing.
What's our timetable?
They haven't detected us yet,
But it's only a matter of time.
We can either go now or wait a day
For another gap to open up in their defenses.
We don't have a day, so we go now.
And, uh,
While your work methods are, to put it mildly, unorthodox,
You've done a magnificent job
Of storing the necessary data and equipment
To replicate the experiment.
Even without the presence of a black hole
To provide us with a data sink
And extra processing power...
you're not going to embrace me again, are you?
Yes.
Hohne...
i'm sorry i was a little strange at first.
It really is great to have you back.
Yes.
Though, from my perspective...
i never went anywhere.
Good point, but from my perspective,
You didn't miss anything.
Believe me.
Three years of watching everything we worked for
Fall apart,
The joys of your best friends
Betraying you,
And now we're stuck here in this hole
While god knows what's happening
To the rest of the universe.
If my studies have taught me anything,
It's that viewed from the proper perspective,
Everything makes sense.
Uh, well, except this.
Sinti courier,
This is research specialist nissa.
I'm calling from hephaistos research station.
Are you receiving this?
Come in.
Hephaistos research station?
That's the black hole,
The one where we found theandromeda,
The same one we sent dylan through.
It's...
fascinating, isn't it?
Are you receiving this? Come in.
Are you receiving this?
Come in.
Uh, gentlemen, i asked you
To come up with a better way
To deliver relief supplies,
Not open a peephole to the known worlds.
A most unintended consequence, but fascinating nonetheless.
It appears that ever since our first experiment
With faster-Than-Light communication and teleportation
Four years ago,
The andromeda a.I. Has, on some level,
Remained quantum entangled with the hephaistos black hole,
And that connection remains constant
Across space and time.
And there's more.
We think there already was, and still is,
Another quantum entanglement-
Betweenyou and the black hole.
The teleporter must've just joined in
On that connection.
It's like a three-Way between the teleporter, you,
And the black hole before the fall.
Are you telling me that-
That that message is from over 300 years ago?
No.
We're actually watching the past.
Can you send me back there now?
Oh, thus far, the data pipe
Is still too narrow
For anything more than, uh,
Limited information bursts.
That's perseid for "we're working on it,"
And, believe us, we are.
Good.
Rhade, you're ready to receive.
Andromeda... commence cargo drop.
Cargo drop underway.
Beka-
See you on the other side. Maruout.
Point defense lasers standing by.
Beka, the pods are experiencing 31% attrition,
And ground fire is targeting themaru.
Of course it is.
Let's dance.
Orbital e.C.M. Stations are operating
And baffling our sensors.
Aha.
Finally, light at the end of a very dark tunnel.
I'm sending teams
To retrieve supplies from the surviving pods.
At least we've bought those refugees a little time.
Beka, report.
We're breaking orbit and heading to seefra-1 now.
Call us if you need us again.
Funny, you don't look like
A man who just saved hundreds of lives.
It's not that.
It's hohne, his timing.
You mean with all the people
And things
Coming through the route of ages at an unprecedented rate?
He's just a big fat reminder
Of everything we left undone in the other universe.
You're not sure whether his return was pure coincidence.
Ladies and gentlemen,
For those of you keeping score, this is the harper speaking.
Hohne and i are going to be
The co-Dads-
Platonically speaking- Of a bouncing baby teleporter.
Well, talk to me.
There's one problem...
um, kind of a big problem.
I'm sure you and hohne can fix it?
Well, it's not that kind of a problem, boss.
Tell you what, uh...
we'll just send you the image.
The enemy fleet could be here within a week.
We barely survived the last attack.
We're evacuating all personnel.
We will destroy the station
And all research materials we can't remove.
Long live the commonwealth.
According to your onboard records,
Hephaistos was well within
The borders of the old commonwealth.
If that station was under attack...
the battle of witchhead.
The commonwealth hasn't fallen yet.
That changes everything.
History, repetition...
you do the long division.
So, uh, what do you think, boss?
I think i don't believe in coincidences.
Huh.
You can't be serious about this.
I'm always serious
About walking down corridors.
We don't even know if harper's teleporter
Can get the supplies to the refugees,
Yet you already plan to use it.
Doyle, i lost 300 years of my life
Because of what's about to take place
In that other universe,
And now i've got a chance for a do-Over.
Hohne, the transmission, the teleporter-
It's all happened for a reason,
And i know what it is,
So when this mission is over,
I'm going back to change history.
I spoke too soon about that light.
The supplies we retrieved are being distributed,
But without enough to go around,
I'm afraid we'll have a second war on our hands soon.
How are harper and hohne coming along
With the teleporter?
They needed a little more time, so hang in there.
That's what i do.
Well, we've stuck our foot in the door.
With any luck, we can open it wide enough
To start teleporting the crew.
Not all of the crew.
Yeah.
Yeah, i know, theandromeda.
Well, as soon as we're on the other side,
We'll figure out a way to bring her over.
So, dylan wants to dice us into atoms
And send us through a black hole.
Maybe it only sounds scary.
Sounds like friday night at casa valentine.
The thing is,
You won't see me setting foot into that teleporter.
I have a pretty good life here,
And i'm not going anywhere i can't take themaru.
Well beka, themaruisn't a person.
It's a ship.
It's my home.
Look, just because i won't go doesn't mean you have to stay.
We both know
That dylan probably needs you more than me, anyway.
Probabilities, possibilities...
i do know that we wouldn't still be with him
If there weren't a part for each of us to play.
True.
But not all of us can go supernova
At a moment's notice
And save a galaxy.
I guess you could call that
Looking on the bright side of things.
So, after numerous attempts
To teleport inanimate objects...
and fruits...
i like that one.
Mm.
Well, we appear
To have worked through our problems
And met with success.
By the great storms of ugroth.
It's very inspiring.
Inspiring, yes,
But intriguing as it is,
And though it is promising in terms of our mission
To teleport supplies to the refugees,
I admit i had quite a different purpose
In asking you to join me here.
Mm-Hmm?
Well, i can't believe
I never noticed it before,
But the discrepancy
Is so minuscule,
Perhaps i simply wrote it off as a computational anomaly.
I've been going through the records
From our last experiment,
In particular,
The summary statistics of the quantum map
Created for the primary subject, i.E., yourself.
The map on the left
Was created before we sent you
Through the teleporter,
And the map on the right
Was when you returned.
They, uh...
they don't match.
The variance is.0000001%.
As i said, minuscule.
Ah! I knew it. See?
Our discrepancy-
Not a confluence of random anomalies,
But a single anomaly.
That strand of my dna has changed.
Mm-Hmm.
The question is, why?
I have no idea,
And in the area of recombinant genetics, captain,
I assure you, i'm no dilettante.
Of course not.
Strange.
The strand is inert,
And yet the sequencing is purposeful,
Almost mathematical, like a code,
Or a specific instruction set.
Probably just an artifact of the computation process,
The equivalent of an end-Of-File marker.
Yeah, or the evidence of something else.
Harper did mention something
About a vedran connection.
Paradine, he called it.
Yes.
It's a race of beings
That can navigate the space-Time continuum.
Mm-Hmm, and you wonder
Whether your newly discovered heritage
Can explain this anomaly.
Regardless,
If that teleporter is capable of causing any kind of change,
It's dangerous.
Perhaps.
Let me get this straight.
The teleporter definitely works,
So we will be able to send the supplies,
But it altered your dna
The last time you used it?
There's a chance the alteration
Is something that only happens
To paradines.
Maybe, maybe not.
Maybe the same thing would happen to anyone.
And you still want to go through again?
Well, do you have a better idea?
I do.
Test it by sending me first.
If the experiment fails,
Harper can just build me another body.
Yeah, right, like harper can build
Androids who look like you
All day long.
Why, thank you.
You're not so generic yourself.
What i mean is,
He couldn't rebuild another rommie,
No matter how hard he tried,
And i'm not going to risk losing you too.
If you're asking me, i think you should go.
I think you will make it.
Why, because of this whole paradine thing?
Paradines are a race of beings
That can potentially travel space-Time
Without being destroyed by it.
It could be that a mutable dna type
Makes this possible.
Maybe this is your destiny.
Yeah.
Maybe.
Still having fun, rhade?
Oh, yeah, it's one big party down here.
I thought about your offer
To teleport out of seefra.
I understand your concern
About the trillions of lives at stake
In the known worlds,
So i'm not questioning your ethics,
But what i do question is your survival instincts.
That's funny, coming from a guy in the middle of a war zone.
Ah, but as you've seen, greed can override instinct.
Besides, the idea
Of being broken down into my constituent particles
And then reassembled untold light-Years away
By a machine that will likely introduce error into my dna
Seems, to say the least, to be... self-Defeating.
I'll take my chances in the war zone, thank you.
So you think i'm making a mistake?
I think you've convinced yourself
That what you perceive
To be your...
destiny...
somehow makes you invulnerable.
Oh, rhade...
stay or go, it's up to you.
See you on the flip side.
All we need to do now is power this up. Hohne?
This is your baby.
Care to do the honors?
The practical work was entirely yours.
After you, mr. Harper.
No, really, i insist.
After you.
No, please, i insist.
How could i dare
To take credit for your inspiration?
Well, i think you should do it
Because you've done most of the practical work.
Gentlemen, please. Just do it.
Quantum connection is established.
All linkages are nominal.
Oh, dear.
"Oh, dear... " what?
Tell me the teleporter
Is not malfunctioning.
Oh, no, the teleporter is working perfectly.
Good.
It's just that
The quantum entangled computations
Are having an unexpected, and, i must say...
interesting side-Effect.
Uh-Oh.
The suns are destabilizing.
Uh, if they don't stop,
They'll both, um, explode.
Say that again?
They're going to explode.
And destroy this entire system?
That's... that's just, uh...
great job, guys.
Great job.
All right, you two shut this thing down,
And do it yesterday.
I assure you, captain,
This is merely a temporary setback.
It damn well better be temporary,
Because if it's not, we're all dead permanently.
Sheesh! Check out captain touchy.
You'd think we were about to exterminate
All life in the seefra system as we-
Oh, right. We are.
I don't understand this.
The teleporter is offline,
But the a.I. Is proceeding
As if the memory loads have remained constant.
One of my drones refuses to respond to commands.
The data link with the seefran binary system
Is active.
Oh. That's unfortunate.
We can hardly expect the suns to stabilize
If we can't shut down
The quantum computational operations.
Then it's hello, supernova,
Goodbye, us.
I sure am glad we thought of this.
Well...
it's been good seeing you again, hohne,
And, uh, well, on the bright side,
At least we got to-
Uh, this way, we'll get to say goodbye.
Yeah, so it's not all bad, right?
It's been good.
Solar flare activity continues to increase.
Disrupting communications
And planetary power grids
Within one a.U.
Of the binary system's major axis.
On the positive side,
Ormuz's defense grid
Has been rendered inert by the e.M.P.
The refugees have a fighting chance now.
Yeah, well, they've got no chance
If there's a supernova.
Unless we can stop it.
We have to take out that drone.
Fire control is offline.
Harper?
Uh, sorry, boss.
Had to scrounge every inch of bandwidth
To make the teleporter, you know, teleport.
Fine. Andromeda,set a course.
Navigation is-
Offline! Of course it is. Harper?
I'm on it like an aldeberan soul-Bat.
Talk at you.
Beka...
wait. Let me guess.
You want me to fly themaru into the teeth
Of what amounts to an interstellar hurricane
Just so i can shut down
Yet another seamus harper science experiment,
Thereby saving all of our butts from certain doom?
Emphasis on "doom."
Copy that.
Oh, do me a favor?
Do tell harper that when i get back,
I will be fitting him with a self-Kicking butt.
Should save us a lot of trouble in the future.
Maruout.
Is there something wrong with harper's butt?
Other than the fact
That he's always talking through it?
Sensor drones are in pdl range.
Well, what are you waiting for?
An invitation?
Blow it the hell up. Let's get out of here.
Point defense lasers won't respond.
There. Try now.
Okay. I'm about to get very cranky.
It's the solar flares. Everything is offline.
We're dead in space.
You know, if i'm going to die, i think i need a drink.
Trance?
You know...
i don't think i can die,
Not like humans do.
I always thought when i went,
I would go out with a bang...
not quiet like this.
This is what it must be like in the sweet hereafter.
Or else a party.
So you're saying
There's life and then there's death,
Which is true, because first you're this, and then you're that,
But really, it's all one thing.
A sun gives life and light,
And then it collapses
And it takes light into itself.
First, a star, then a black hole.
Different forms of the same thing.
So no party?
This is the party.
Whoop-De-Doo.
So does it really matter, then,
Where we are
On the path of this and that?
I mean, if it's all a party,
What's not to like?
Well, i don't know about you, trance,
But i like my parties with men, music, mayhem.
In fact...
want to dance?
Beka... come on.
Live a little.
All right.
Trance, how do you know...
any of this is real?
I don't.
I didn't realize it until today, but...
it's a big part of me.
I am who i am
Because of having people like my dad in my life.
People who believed in me.
People like you.
Our paths came together for a reason.
Dylan, the drone is still online,
And power emissions from theeureka maru
Have dropped to zero.
The e.M.P. From the solar flares
Must be worse than we thought.
Suggestions?
Only one-
Use the teleporter. Save yourself.
Excuse me?
The logic is compelling, i fear,
But if we fail to stop
The seefran stars' destabilization,
No one in this system will survive,
But if you go through the teleporter
To hephaistos
Before we are consumed
By the inevitable supernova,
You may be able to save far more
Than the relatively few sentients
Who inhabit this system.
"Few," as in tens of millions.
You're asking me to leave these people
Here to die, along with my friends?
Yes, a simple cost-Benefit analysis.
There are many worlds of magnitude,
More beings in the known worlds beyond hephaistos
Who need you-
Your leadership, your optimism,
Your example...
the very things that inspired me to sign onto this project
In the first place.
What is seefra,
Compared to those who could be saved
If the old commonwealth did not fall?
Hohne...
this is not open for discussion.
I will not leave seefra
Until our mission is complete.
Understood?
Of course, captain.
You were right about one thing-
I need to set an example.
I'm going to start
By shutting down that sensor drone myself.
But how?
The teleporter.
The radiation will kill you.
Have your neurons reversed polarity?
If the radiation can shut down themaru,
What will it do to you?
I started this and i'm going to finish it.
Not with the teleporter.
Recalibrating it
To project you anywhere
Other than hephaistos
Will take slightly longer than we have.
Fine. Andromeda,prep a slipfighter.
Dylan-
Doyle, you have command.
Andromeda?
Andromeda.
Harper? Doyle?
What's going on with the ship's power?
It wasn't us.
We haven't even touched command controls.
You didn't touch the command controls,
Mr. Harper...
but i did.
Hohne, what have you done?
I'm sorry, captain hunt,
But as another who has lost years of his life,
I'm sure you can understand
That you're not the only one
Who has an appointment with destiny.
Damn it!
Please...
please stay down.
I don't want to hurt you again.
Hohne, i know what you're doing.
You can't do this.
You can't send dylan back
Against his own will,
And we've got bigger problems now.
I am fully aware, mr. Harper,
And i don't want captain hunt to die needlessly,
So there is only one solution to this impasse.
Hohne!
Andromeda,can you bring him back?
No, hohne has severed my link
To the teleporter control systems.
And he's locked me out of manual.
No, hohne, not this time.
Uh-Uh.
All right. All right.
Uh, mr. Smarty-Perseid, you think you're a genius?
Well, guess what? So am i.
You want to have a brain-Swinging contest?
Swing away.
Harper!
Hohne!
He stole your idea.
He teleported to the drone.
He lied?
Yeah, he lied to save us.
The radiation's lethal, remember?
Andromeda,reboot core control.
It should reset your manual override link
With the teleporter.
It will take more time than we have.
Both suns will go supernova
Before i can complete the process.
I can't accept that.
In fact, there are a lot of things i can't accept,
Like having to say "please" or "excuse me,"
And at the top of that list is watching a friend die.
We have to let hohne finish,
Or seefra will be destroyed.
What?
Hohne shouldn't even be out there.
If anyone, it should be you or me.
You don't get it, dylan.
I let him die once. I cannot let him die again.
I wouldn't be able to deal.
Harper, no.
I said...
no.
Look, i've watched more friends die
Than i can count,
And every single time, i've thought,
"That should be me,"
But every single time,
The universe just thought differently.
Harp-
Back off, boss.
In fact, you know what?
You're not my boss.
You're not my captain anymore,
And if you don't get out of my freaking way,
You're not my frien-
I'm sorry, mr. Harper.
I'm sorry for everything.
All right.
You really want hohne's blood on your hands?
Dylan, the sensor drone is offline.
The data link with the suns is inactive.
You hear that, harper?
Hohne did it.
That is the most probable.
Solar flare activity has already stabilized substantially.
Nuclear reactions in both stars
Have begun to stabilize.
Hohne?
What about hohne?
Hohne is transmitting
No discernible life signs, harper.
I am sorry.
She's sorry.
You are sorry.
Everybody's sorry.
Honestly, dylan, it was kind of beautiful,
In an impending apocalypse kind of way,
And now that it's been reclassified
To an averted apocalypse,
I feel i can appreciate it even more.
Yeah, but we were so close, bek.
I mean, we were almost out of here.
And now...
the known worlds are falling apart-Again,
Hohne is dead,
And harper is...
he'll get over it.
He always does.
Yeah.
Thanks, beka.
I owe you.
You have no idea.
Wait till you see the bill. Maruout.
You're always saying
That things happen for a reason.
This is no different.
And no matter what,
I refuse to believe that harper hates you.
He's very angry, but hate?
I'm not sure that's possible.
Where mr. Harper is concerned,
I think that anything is possible.
Dylan, you read?
Yeah. Go ahead, rhade.
You were right about ormuz.
The e.M.P. From the solar flares
Did more than fry his defense grid-
They broke his back.
He overextended his forces,
And now he's going to pay for it.
It's good to be on the offensive again.
Launch detected from seefra-5.
Ormuz, trying to save his scrawny little ass.
Or so he thinks.
This one's mine.
Ormuz is targeting andromeda.
Check that, rhade. He's mine.
Fire controls are back online, i presume.
Confirmed- What little we have.
What little we have is more than enough.
Goodbye, ormuz.
May you rest in pieces.
All's well that ends well.
Yeah...
but it didn't come free.
Mr. Harper.
If you've found this message,
It means that i've succeeded
In my mission,
And i wasn't forced
To damage you irreparably.
My apologies,
But i knew that you would not agree
With the premise of my actions-
Specifically,
That i am expendable and you are not.
In my lifetime,
I have had many colleagues
With whom i have enjoyed countless hours
Of scientific inquiry and intellectual exercise,
But i have enjoyed no one's company
Quite so much as yours.
I believe humans call this "friendship,"
And if i understand the context correctly,
The logical consequence is that this makes you
My best friend.
Forgive me if i offend.
You once said,
"A man makes his own destiny."
At the time,
I didn't grasp your full meaning,
But now i do.
This is my destiny.
I leave you to make yours.
So, uh... now what?
You heard your friend, mr. Harper.
We make our own destiny.