SERIES TWO - Pressure Point (B5)

[Inside the security station]
MUTOID: Intruders in coordinate seventeen.
TRAVIS: Good. Kasabi's men, they must be. My intelligence reports were correct. Do you doubt me now, Supreme Commander?
SERVALAN: They are Outsiders. There is nothing to indicate they are Kasabi's men.
TRAVIS: They are. Scouting ahead of the main party.
SERVALAN: I'm not convinced. But assuming you're right, what do you intend doing about them?
TRAVIS: Nothing.
SERVALAN: Nothing.
TRAVIS: We wait.
SERVALAN: I have waited for eighteen days.
TRAVIS: It won't be much longer now. It's started, I can feel it--
SERVALAN: Oh, Travis!
TRAVIS: --I know Blake is coming here.
SERVALAN: And them? [Indicates the monitor]
TRAVIS: Unimportant. They're already dead.

[Inside the security station. Servalan and Travis have been watching on a security monitor.]
SERVALAN: Kasabi. At last.
TRAVIS: Worth an eighteen-day wait, Supreme Commander?
SERVALAN: Oh, Travis. I've waited longer than that. That woman was a senior political officer in Space Command.
TRAVIS: I am aware of her background.
SERVALAN: She taught officer cadets. But what she was teaching was treason.
TRAVIS: Until a very bright young cadet reported her.
SERVALAN: [smiles] Yes, Travis, I was. A very bright cadet.
TRAVIS: You? You reported her?
SERVALAN: There was an official inquiry, during which the stupid fools let her escape.
TRAVIS: I'll make sure that doesn't happen this time.
SERVALAN: You'll stay here, Travis.
TRAVIS: But--
SERVALAN: Kasabi is mine.

[Inside the security station. Kasabi is slumped unconscious in a chair.]
TRAVIS: You should have left it to me.
SERVALAN: Nothing's lost.
TRAVIS: Your opening fire could have ruined everything.
SERVALAN: But it didn't, Travis.
TRAVIS: My last chance, you said.
SERVALAN: Kasabi and I had unfinished business.
TRAVIS: This is no time for personal vendettas, Supreme Commander.
SERVALAN: Thank you, Travis. I'm obliged for the reminder. [To Kasabi] Are you feeling better? [pause] Oh, don't waste time, Kasabi. You have so little of it left.
KASABI: Time spent with you was always wasted, Servalan.
SERVALAN: It's good to see you again.
KASABI: Why did you murder my people?
SERVALAN: Well, they were traitors. Did they expect mercy?
KASABI: From you?
TRAVIS: Blake.
KASABI: Who?
TRAVIS: You were to rendezvous with him.
KASABI: [To Servalan] Is he young? More in your line, surely.
SERVALAN: If you tell me about the rendezvous, I will consider sparing your life.
KASABI: My life isn't yours to spare.
SERVALAN: Oh, but it is.
KASABI: Then take it. But don't try and browbeat me, Servalan. Or have you forgotten that I knew you as a cadet? You were a credit to your background: spoilt, idle, vicious. [Pushes Servalan to the floor. To Travis.] My confidential assessment listed her as unfit for command. But I forgot how well-connected she was.
TRAVIS: That is no concern of mine.
KASABI: Then it should be. It should be everyone's concern. The Federation is degenerate, run by creatures like her.
TRAVIS: You are going to tell me about Blake.
KASABI: You think so?
SERVALAN: Oh, yes, we think so.
TRAVIS: You could spare yourself a lot of pain.
KASABI: No doubt.
TRAVIS: You are a very intelligent woman.
KASABI: Don't tell me you're squeamish, Space Commander?
TRAVIS: Not in the least.
KASABI: Your reputation suggests that you enjoy your work.
TRAVIS: And your reputation suggests you're playing for time.
[Kasabi makes a run for the door but finds it blocked by two waiting mutoids.] Secure her to the chair.
[They do so.]

[Inside the Security station]
TRAVIS: Come on, come on. Where were you to rendezvous with Blake?
KASABI: You can rot, Travis. I'll tell you nothing, nothing.
[Kasabi spits on Travis. Travis crosses to Servalan.]
TRAVIS: She's stronger than she looks. She's still resisting the drug. SERVALAN: Double the dose.
TRAVIS: That amount could kill her.
SERVALAN: That's not important, just so long as she talks first.
[Moves to Kasabi] Kasabi. Can you hear me, Kasabi?
KASABI: I hear you.
SERVALAN: Tell me about the rendezvous.
KASABI: [Shakes head] No rendezvous.
SERVALAN: Very soon now, you are going to die. Do you understand me?
KASABI: Always understood you. You're vicious, greedy, sick.
[Servalan administers another dose of the drug. She indicates some items O.O.S.] Is there nothing here that might give us a lead?
TRAVIS: No, I've checked them. [Picks up one gadget.] This is the only important thing.
SERVALAN: A homing beacon?
TRAVIS: [Fiddles with beacon while speaking.] I'm presuming it was to give Blake a signal to give him a landing fix.
SERVALAN: That's all we need.
TRAVIS: No, the signal may have to be sent in code. If we don't get it right, we could scare Blake off. And the beacon may have to transmit from an agreed location. If its position does not match Blake's coordinates, he won't come in. Now, that should be long enough.
[Returns to Kasabi's side] Where were you to rendezvous with Blake?
KASABI: Coordinates three three one, eleven zero one.
SERVALAN: That's better.

TRAVIS: Now, Kasabi, listen to this: was the homing beacon to transmit in a code pattern?
KASABI: Yes. It was pulse, three long, two short, recurring.
[Servalan prepares a final dose of the drug. Travis moves to stop her, but Servalan slaps him off and administers it to Kasabi.]
SERVALAN: Now it's over, Kasabi.
KASABI: Servalan. I'm sorry.
SERVALAN: Sorry?
KASABI: I should have tried. In the beginning, I should have tried to help you. [She dies]

[Inside the Security station]
SERVALAN: Are you beginning to have doubts, Travis?
TRAVIS: No. It won't fail.
SERVALAN: I hope not. There'll be no second chances.
TRAVIS: I won't need them. It's running my way now. The luck has changed. It's my turn.
SERVALAN: Capturing the girl was the only luck you've had so far.
TRAVIS: That single event has given me total control of the situation.
SERVALAN: You've gambled everything on her cooperation.
TRAVIS: That was no gamble. She will do precisely as she was instructed. She has no choice.
SERVALAN: [to mutoids, indicating Kasabi's body] Get rid of that.

[Inside the Security station]
TRAVIS: [Holding all four bracelets] With no teleport to snatch them away, they're mine. [Tosses the bracelets away.]
SERVALAN: [To Veron] They believed your story.
VERON: It wasn't difficult. It was close to the truth. The only lies were that I escaped the ambush, and that my mother was dead.
TRAVIS: You did seal the entrance?
VERON: Yes, just as you told me.
TRAVIS: Good. You did well. You can be proud of yourself.
VERON: I disgust myself.
TRAVIS: That will pass. There is a reward for Blake, you know.
VERON: What you made me do --
TRAVIS: Might even get you a civilian citation.
VERON: No!
TRAVIS: You were sensible. You did what was expedient.
VERON: I betrayed four men, men who represent the only cause worth fighting for. That's what I did. And now I want my side of the bargain.
SERVALAN: Bargain? Travis, did you make a bargain with this traitress?
VERON: My mother, let me take her. He promised me my mother would no--
TRAVIS: Don't concern yourself with your mother. She died one hour ago.
VERON: NO! I want my mother-- [Travis chops her down.]
TRAVIS: Now you'll stay here as my prisoner.
SERVALAN: I'll deal with her. You just bring me Blake.
TRAVIS: As the Supreme Commander orders. [exits]
SERVALAN: [turns Veron's body face up] Kasabi's child.

[In the church. Travis enters with two mutoids to find it empty.]
MUTOID: They have not had time to get far.
TRAVIS: Couple of miles at the most, and without their teleport they're earthbound now.
MUTOID: I will call security.
TRAVIS: No!
MUTOID: But they would have men searching the woods for them now --
TRAVIS: I want to take him myself.
MUTOID: Shall I call Central?
TRAVIS: Hum. There's still a way. We have to think like Blake. Think how he would act in a situation like this. Now where is the most dangerous place he could go? The last place we would think of searching for him? The Forbidden Zone, he'd go into the Forbidden Zone. That's what he came for, and that's where he'll go. Come on! [They exit.]

[Inside the Security station]
TRAVIS: [Over viewscreen] Supreme Commander, I don't know how he did it, but Blake has penetrated the Control complex. I want to go in after him. I'll need the zone deactivated.
SERVALAN: I don't have the authority to order that.
TRAVIS: Then get the authority. I'm so close now. The only way out is the way Blake went in. I can shut him off. I want that authority.
SERVALAN: Stand by. [Switches off viewscreen then presses something O.O.S.]
VOICE: Central.
SERVALAN: This is Supreme Commander Servalan. I want a direct link to the High Council, priority rating one.
VOICE: Hold.

SERVALAN: [turns on viewscreen] Travis?
TRAVIS: [From viewscreen] Yes, Supreme Commander?
SERVALAN: I've staked a great deal on this, Travis, but I've achieved what you wanted. The zone will be deactivated in precisely fifteen seconds.
TRAVIS: That's all I'll need.
SERVALAN: Both our heads are on the block now, Travis. This must not fail.
TRAVIS: Don't worry, Supreme Commander, I will not fail you.
SERVALAN: [Breaks contact, turns, says to someone O.O.S. just as the door opens] Who are you?
[Red corridor. Avon passes along the pipes safely. Gan begins to cross, then one of the pipes breaks under his weight.]
BLAKE: Gan!
[Gan catches himself, swings, and lands safely.]

[Blake and the others descend a ladder down a blue-lit wall.]

[Travis and two mutoids run through white corridors.]

[Blue corridor at the blue door]
VILA: Gan, try pushing it, this time.
GAN: Right. [The door opens.]
BLAKE: [Races through the door] We've done it! We've done it! We've done it! I've done it!
AVON: Blake! There's nothing here. [Blake turns to stare at him. Avon holsters his weapon.] There's nothing here.
[Blake turns slowly and falls to his knees. Avon grabs him by the arm and shoulder. Whispers.] Nothing.
[Travis laughs O.O.S.]
BLAKE: Travis.
TRAVIS: You believed it, Blake, like all the other fools before you. Destroy Control and you destroy the Federation. No.
BLAKE: [Grabs Avon] It WAS here. Everybody knows it was here.
TRAVIS: Of course. We've never concealed it. On the contrary, we've broadcast the fact. We used it as a challenge to our enemies, we invited them to attack Control.
BLAKE: It was never here?
TRAVIS: It was moved -- thirty years ago.
BLAKE: [Lets Avon go] To where?
TRAVIS: Even I don't know that. But it's safe and secure and will remain so while those who seek to destroy us believe it's here. You see, it's the great illusion, Blake. You give substance and credibility to an empty room, and the real thing becomes undetectable, virtually invisible. Now take their weapons. [The mutoids disarm Blake and his men. Blake and Avon are now on their feet.] I've waited a long time for this moment, Blake, and it was worth it. Move out.
SERVALAN: [Moves into the doorway] Release your prisoners, Travis.
TRAVIS: No!
SERVALAN: Your mutoids will put down their weapons.
TRAVIS: What are you talking about?
SERVALAN: Do as I order!
TRAVIS: What's the matter with you, Servalan?
[Jenna and Veron emerge into sight behind her in the doorway. Both are armed.]
JENNA: She's nervous.
BLAKE: Jenna!
JENNA: When we lost contact, I came looking for you. I happened to come across this one. I thought she might come in useful. I also found somebody else. She told me what had happened. Travis threatened to kill her mother unless she betrayed you.
VERON: Then he killed her anyway.
TRAVIS: The moment you pull that trigger they will be dead.
JENNA: That's right, but so would your Supreme Commander.
VERON: And so would you.
SERVALAN: Release them. [pause] Do it!
BLAKE: Your move, I think, Travis.
[Travis gestures angrily to the mutoids.]
BLAKE: Take their weapons. [The men from the Liberator re-arm themselves.] All right, let's move. It seems as though we both failed, Travis. [He and his crew exit.]
TRAVIS: [To mutoids] Get after them!
SERVALAN: [Slaps Travis] You hesitated. My life was at risk and you hesitated. [Tries slapping him again, but he catches her hand]

[White corridor. Travis is arming a grenade. Servalan and two mutoids hurry to reach him.]
SERVALAN: Travis, what's that?
TRAVIS: Strontium grenade.
SERVALAN: [She grabs his arm.] You fool, it's too powerful. You'll bring the roof in.
[Travis shakes her off and throws it.]

[White corridor]
MUTOID: It's completely blocked. There's no way through.
SERVALAN: Brilliant!
TRAVIS: They'll dig us out eventually.
SERVALAN: Oh, yes. They'll dig us out eventually. And then I'll bury you. [exits]

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