SERIES TWO - Gambit (B11)

[Travis appears from the shadows.]
TRAVIS: [To Zee] Get out.
[Zee walks off.]
DOCHOLLI: Ungrateful scum! Have a drink, Travis.
TRAVIS: One of us has to see straight. Better be me, I think.
[Travis departs.]
CHENIE: So, you're a surgeon.
DOCHOLLI: Used to be.
CHENIE: I heard about that business on the Barlee.
DOCHOLLI: A secondary burner blew out. I did what I could for the survivors.
CHENIE: And is he one of them?
DOCHOLLI: Travis? No. He was a passenger, and now he's my bodyguard.
CHENIE: I see. And do all your ex-patients try to kill you?
DOCHOLLI: Thirty of them have every right, Chenie. I should never have done it. Never! [Drinks]

[At Chenie's bar, Docholli has passed out. Travis and another man lift him. He grunts.]
CHENIE: Put him in the back. [Travis and the man carry him off. Travis returns.] Why does he do it?
TRAVIS: He gets thirsty.
CHENIE: You want a drink now, Travis?
TRAVIS: I'll have a vitazade. [Sits.]
CHENIE: Earlier tonight he said that thirty of his ex-patients tried to kill him. What does that mean?
TRAVIS: It means he gets drunk.
CHENIE: Well, whatever he's got on his mind, it can't be that bad. I hear he was quite a hero at the Barlee.
TRAVIS: Perhaps he was trying to pay something back.
CHENIE: They say he was one of the first in the burner. When the fumes got too much for him, it was you who dragged him out.
TRAVIS: Oh, yes. I'm a hero, too.
CHENIE: So. You've saved his life twice. Why?
TRAVIS: It's my noble nature.
CHENIE: Oh, yes, Travis. I can see. It shines from your one yellow eye. Nobility?
TRAVIS: [Slams down the glass] Thanks for the drink.

[Travis is walking outside bar. Cevedic and a unnamed henchman are waiting for him. Cevedic holds a weapon.]
TRAVIS: What's this about?
CEVEDIC: You're being collected. We're Krantor's rubbish collectors.
TRAVIS: "Collected?" [He rushes at them. In the shadows we see him struck down.]
CEVEDIC (off-screen): No. Don't kill him. Not yet.

[Servalan's room. Travis is on a bed, waking up.]
TRAVIS [groggily]: So you've arrived, Servalan. Where's Blake? Is he heading here?
SERVALAN: For once I'm not interested in Blake. I want Docholli.
TRAVIS: I can't help you there.
SERVALAN: You have Docholli staked out. You're waiting for Blake.
TRAVIS: I haven't seen Docholli in two years. [Starts to get up.]
JARRIERE: [Points gun at Travis] Just stay where you are.
TRAVIS: That your new muscle, Servalan? Looks like a powder puff.
SERVALAN: Yes, well, let's forget the pleasantries. Tell me where to find Docholli, I'll let you have Blake.
TRAVIS: You haven't got Blake.
SERVALAN: Travis. We could forget the past. Wipe it out. I'm willing to help you again.
TRAVIS: [Looks at his arm] My arm. What have you done to my arm?
SERVALAN: Why? What's the matter with it?
TRAVIS: Damn you, Servalan!
JARRIERE: It must have been damaged when you were brought here.
TRAVIS: [To Jarriere] Shut up! [To Servalan] So, you're working with Krantor.
SERVALAN: Just bought a little help. Travis, you know why I want Docholli. His mouth has to be sealed. Why don't we trade? [A beeping sound, then Krantor's voice bellows forth.]
KRANTOR (V.O.): Good news, Supreme Commander! My men have just collected the second part of your esteemed order.
SERVALAN: You have Docholli?
KRANTOR (V.O.): We believe so. He will be delivered as soon as we are certain of his identity.
SERVALAN: I can identify him.

[Servalan's room.]
SERVALAN: Travis, we no longer need you.
TRAVIS: So?
SERVALAN: You're afraid I'm going to kill you at last. Probably I shall if our paths cross again. At the moment, you are too small to bother with. Get out.

[In front of bar. A man walks toward Jenna, Blake and Cally, who are hiding in the shadows.]
JENNA: It's Travis!
BLAKE: Shhh.
[Travis walks past, stops, waves a gun. Seeing nothing, he puts the gun away.]

[Barroom.]
TRAVIS: So it is true. Krantor has got him.
CHENIE: Krantor? No. Why do you say that?
TRAVIS: I heard. So, Krantor was bluffing.
CHENIE: Things got too hot for him, but he's all right now. I've found him a safe passage out.

[Shows Krantor holding the listening device.]
TRAVIS (V.O.): Where is he?
CHENIE (V.O.): In a safe place.
TRAVIS (V.O.): I must find him. You must tell me where he is.

[Barroom.]
CHENIE: He doesn't need your help, Travis.
TRAVIS: All right, all right, Chenie, but I need his! My arm.
CHENIE: What happened?
TRAVIS: The neural circuits have gone. He's the only man who can fix it for me.
CHENIE: Oh, I don't know.
TRAVIS: I'm crippled. Helpless. You can't leave me like this!
CHENIE: I've never been sure of you, Travis.
TRAVIS: Oh, for --- Chenie, do you think I'll give him away? I've saved his life -- twice. The least you can do is tell me where he is.
CHENIE: Oh, all right. But if anything goes wrong, I warn you. [Points finger at him.]
TRAVIS: [Grabbing her wrist] All I want is my arm fixed!
CHENIE: [Pulls her arm away] He's in loading bay ten. By the docking cradles.
TRAVIS: That's better.
CHENIE: Oh, and Travis, if you want your arm fixed, you'd better take his instruments. He left them in here. [She goes to the back room.]

[Loading bay. Docholli hides behind barrels. Travis enters.]
DOCHOLLI: Careful, Travis! There's two of them.
[Travis sets kit down on a barrel. He draws his gun, and goes to look behind barrels. Sound of gunfire. Switch to Blake, Cally and Jenna as they hear the gunfire.]

CEVEDIC: [Injured] Just luck. Ahhhh.
TRAVIS: I went to a better school, Cevedic.
CEVEDIC: You're a fool, Travis. You're going to die anyway.
TRAVIS: Not as quick as you.
CEVEDIC: Soon as they take that arm off -- kaputt.
TRAVIS: [Grabbing Cevedic] What do you mean?
CEVEDIC: They leave you like that, you die of gangrene. Take it off and you die quicker. Oh, Servalan fitted you up well, Travis.
[Cevedic falls to floor.]

TRAVIS (off-screen): Docholli. Where are you?
DOCHOLLI: Over here. Who told you my name was Docholli?
TRAVIS: I recognized you.
DOCHOLLI: When?
TRAVIS: First time we met.
[Blake, Cally and Jenna appear. Blake points a gun at Travis.]
BLAKE: Just drop the gun, Travis.
TRAVIS: Blake. I've been waiting for you. I knew you'd come.
BLAKE: I'm glad I didn't disappoint you. Is Docholli there? I want to see him.
DOCHOLLI: What do you want with me?
BLAKE: Roj Blake. You may have heard of me. I have a ship called the Liberator.
DOCHOLLI: Yes, I've heard of you, Blake. I repeat: what do you want with me?
BLAKE: One piece of information: the location of Star One.
DOCHOLLI: Then you're going to be disappointed.

[Loading bay. Blake is standing beside Docholli, his gun aimed at Travis.]
BLAKE: I find that hard to believe.
TRAVIS: Why should he lie? He's out of the Federation now.
BLAKE: You never knew the location of Star One?
DOCHOLLI: I was a surgeon, Blake. I thought if I kept out of Federation politics --
TRAVIS: Docholli! My arm. You've got to fix it.
DOCHOLLI: What happened?
TRAVIS: The neural circuits. I brought your case.
DOCHOLLI: A needle will do. Turn round.
CALLY: But you operated on the people who built Star One.
DOCHOLLI: The technicians, yes, thirty of them. I had no choice.
JENNA: Then you must know where Star One is located. How could you not?
DOCHOLLI: I erased their brain prints, their lives. I left them total amnesiacs. It was only towards the end that I ...
BLAKE: Go on, Docholli.
DOCHOLLI: As I came to the end I realized that Servalan would never believe that I hadn't scanned the brain prints, that I myself would be the last to be treated.
TRAVIS: Docholli! Get on with it.
DOCHOLLI: Somehow, it was only then that I realized the enormity of my crime, can you believe that?
TRAVIS: Docholli!
BLAKE: Yes, I can believe that.
DOCHOLLI: And that's when I decided to run for it. I faked the operation on the last of my victims. Ah! [Opens arm up.] What the devil?
BLAKE: [Taking the arm] It's all right, it's not primed. Hmm! So, Servalan thought we'd all die together. She must have some other plans.
TRAVIS: [Snatching the arm] All right, Blake, if you're man enough, kill me now.
BLAKE: Our quarrel is with the Federation, not with you.
JENNA: Give me the gun, then.
BLAKE: That would be mercy. Are you feeling particularly merciful?

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