Space Wars: Quest for the Deepstar

The year is 2980,

and we now know that death is not the end.

A soul can be extracted from the recently deceased

and be used to create a blue liquid called essence.

It can bring a person back to life

in the form of a cyborg-human hybrid.

It's an expensive process used by the rich and powerful.

The rest, they do what they can to survive.

Malachi Monroe,

you have been charged with the crime

of interstellar civil disobedience.

How do you plead?

I didn't do anything wrong.

- I'm afraid your lack of honesty and remorse

leaves me no choice but to find you guilty as charged.

But you have the wrong-

Malachi Monroe,

may the gods have mercy

on your soul.

Kip Corman, you have been charged

with the crime of interstellar theft.

How do you plead?

The only thing I'm guilty of

is being a better scavenger than you.

- Yet here you are about to be dropped

in the mouth of a Nolgath.

I find you guilty as charged.

Why don't you drop the judge act?

You're a murderous leech

that couldn't even find the Dolstar Crystal,

even though it was practically sitting in your own backyard.

It's a shame your daughter

couldn't be here to see this moment.

When I find her, and I will find her,

she'll suffer the same fate as you.

Any last words?

I'll see you soon.

- I will tell everyone that your final words

were incoherent groveling and begging for your life.

Goodbye, Kip Corman.

No!

Give me the helm, sweetie.

You cut that pretty close, don't you think?

I barely got this running.

I'll need to finish repairs when we get to the trading post.

I got one more thing I gotta do.

- Alert. Quantum circuit unstable.

Taylor.

What are you doing?

How'd it go?

Is this salvageable?

No.

Dammit.

Elnora?

- I swear that woman, she gets a kick outta screwing with me.

She owns the only trading post

this side of Wantanian Skytrail.

So?

She screws everyone over.

How's the ship looking? Can we go?

The light system is at quarter capacity,

and the hyperdrive is in rough shape.

How rough?

- We'll be able to make one jump, but that's it.

We'll need at least five million credits to fix it.

Dammit.

- What did we get for the crystal?

500,000.

Yeah, she totally screwed you.

Yeah, yeah, she screwed me...

Dad?

What did you do now?

I didn't do anything.

There was this coin.

It was like a...

It's, it's- - Not again.

- She left it out. I didn't know what it was.

Dad!

Is this a "we should probably get going" situation,

or a "we should get the hell outta here" situation?

- You know I don't like that language

coming out of your mouth.

However, in this situation, hell is appropriate.

Speak of the devil.

- You must be the dumbest man in all the galaxy.

I'm not the one who left an artifact

from the Dandolian period sitting out.

- Return the coin at once or suffer the consequences.

And what would the consequences be?

I will tear you limb from limb

and bathe in your blood and your tears.

Wow.

- That must really mean something to you, huh?

- It belonged to my sister before she died.

It was her most prized possession.

- I'm sorry, I didn't know that. My condolences.

How did she die?

I killed her.

Okay.

Blast off.

- Warning. Unauthorized ignition.

750 Penalty points

- have been applied to your navigator's license.

- Warning. Unauthorized liftoff.

Your navigator's license is revoked

by the Department of Space Vehicles under Code 750 point-

Gravity activated. Astrogator engaged.

What are we gonna do now?

- We gotta find a big score. Get back on our feet.

- You shouldn't have spent everything on-

Hey, hey, hey.

Taylor, there's a lot of things I regret in my life,

but that's not one of 'em.

Remember back in the day, we'd head out into deep space.

No chart, no plans.

We never had to worry about credits.

It was just about having fun.

- You said we can make one more jump.

Yeah.

- Let's make it and see where we end up.

A good old-fashioned adventure.

Exactly.

Neutrino drive activated.

Hit it.

Hyperjump in three, two, one.

Hypernavigator calculating.

Come on, let me handle this.

- I am not going to risk having to waste credits

to bring you back again.

I won't let you down, Mother.

That'll be a first.

Cleanup in Zone 7.

Prisoner secured.

Zone 7 is secured.

- Fine. Assemble a small team and retrieve that artifact.

What about Kip?

Bring him back to me if you can.

And if I can't.

Do what needs to be done.

He's as good as dead.

Scanning hyperchannels for tracker.

I hit them with a tracker.

They did a jump to Sector 63A.

Follow me.

Copy that.

Oh, I'm so glad I found you.

It's been so lonely

all by myself.

Now will you dance with me?

Just you and me.

Wow.

Oh no.

And there she is.

- I don't know how she thought she could escape us.

Docking coordinates locked.

Scanning comms channels.

Can we link to her comms?

Negative. She's blocking us.

All right. Let's knock on the door.

Okay.

Hey, a friendly knock.

She's no used to us dead.

As you wish.

Weapon systems armed.

Station shields disabled.

Manx, prepare to board the station.

Target detected. Sector 5.

Can you track that pod?

Give me a minute.

Honing in on it.

Tracking target.

Got it.

You can run but you cannot hide.

Neutrino core streaming.

Life support steady.

Charging EM batteries.

We'll get her back.

- We never should've been in that sector.

- Well, I forgave you. Mom will, too.

I hope so.

Why don't you get some rest?

I'm totally awake.

Maybe a nap will be okay.

Go on. I got this.

Love you, Dad.

I love you, baby.

And I love you.

And I'll get you back.

Goodnight, Mom.

Geoscanning.

Planet profile: Class 1.

And we have arrived.

- Good. I need you to stay with the ship.

Oh, let Manx stay.

I need someone I can trust.

Autopilot engaged.

- Manx is too dumb to even think about betraying you.

Come on, just

let me go.

- Fine, but you cannot harm this woman in any way.