Episode 15 HATOV You’re packing? NOVA Yup. HATOV Are we finally leaving? NOVA (Mildly exasperated) We’ve been on planet for 4 days. It wasn’t that long. HATOV I’ve been sleeping in a sack in the corner. NOVA Maybe if you went out more, you’d feel better about it. The droid isn’t exactly riveting company. HATOV (huffs) It’s comfortable talking to her. NOVA You’re literally the only person who would think that. Long pause, sound of shifting, buckling, closing drawers. HATOV They treat me like I’m normal. NOVA And I don’t? HATOV You treat me like I’m an inconvenience. NOVA Rope tightening (Voice strained) In case you haven’t noticed, that’s how I treat everyone. HATOV That’s not what I mean. I just, it’s nice when they treat me like I’m everyone else. NOVA (distracted) Hey, close that drawer. (beat, sigh) God, you’re useless. Sawa, close that drawer. (pointedly) And by everyone else, you mean when they follow your orders and treat you like the center of the goddamned universe? HATOV That’s not all they do, they talk to me, but they’re not looking for anything in return. It’s like they’re near me because they like me. NOVA (coldly) They do that because you’re their master. If I hadn’t put you in her system Sawa, wouldn’t even notice you existed. HATOV You know I exist, and you treat me like this. NOVA Because you’re trouble and you’ve been an ungrateful pain in the ass since you opened those fucking eyes of yours. HATOV I’ve not NOVA And you don’t want to be treated like a normal person, you want someone to toady to you without feeling responsible. HATOV I just like them because they’re predictable. NOVA It’s a bit fuzzy, but I’m sure that you were very upset when she disobeyed you, in favor of following my order. A response that I’d say was pretty fucking predictable HATOV It wasn’t predictable to me. NOVA (Uninterested, but all movement has quieted) Now, how’s that? HATOV All androids on Eolara are programmed to protect the royal family. We are their primary directive and any android will notice and obey me. NOVA (beat, and in disbelief) And that’s how you think normal people treat one another? HATOV (scrubbing hair) I (beat) I don’t know (beat) it’s (trails off) I don’t understand NOVA (grunting) It’s a lot to get used to, I know. (dragging and a heavy click) The world is oh so unfair, but once you get used to the people trying to screw you over, and the people trying to kill you, there are a lot of things worth sticking around for. HATOV People are trying to kill you? NOVA (Laughing) Of course, (reciting) the only 100% trustworthy Inco is a dead one, or so the saying goes. Sawa, run one last check. (Zipping and mask putting on) I need to pay Emmed SAWA Understood, have a good trip captain. NOVA This one’ll be short, thank god. HATOV Is that true? NOVA Is what true? HATOV Is the only trustworthy Inco a dead one. NOVA Why, are you worried? (long pause) It’s wrong. HATOV So can I NOVA A good Inco can fuck you over from beyond the grave. HATOV Pardon? NOVA Brace yourself, pretty boy. (door opens, HATOV makes a noise of complaint) I’ll be back in 2. Sounds of snow, walking Emmed! EMMED Hello Nova. Did you finish your route? NOVA Sure did. Sorry it took a bit longer than usual. Apparently, things are getting interesting on planet. EMMED How so? NOVA Imperial units, Gnorrian credits, or a hefty favor. I’m going to need to replace some of the paneling on my ship soon. EMMED Just the transfer then. NOVA (series of beeps ensue) Smart man, thanks for letting me dock. EMMED I really should be thanking you. You’re good business. NOVA First time anyone’s told me that. EMMED When should I expect you next? NOVA Emmed, you know I can’t answer that. I’ll be here when I get here. EMMED I worry. NOVA I know, and that’s very sweet. But it’s also kind of the point. EMMED At least drop by to say hi. NOVA (Walking away) Bye Emmed. Tell your partner I said hi. EMMED Will do. See you soon. Door opening. NOVA Sawa, updates? SAWA The ship hull is worn, and a few bolts and 200 rivets should be replaced within the next week. The ship is also fitted with a hyper space engine. Using it is ill-advised. NOVA Yeah, yeah, probability of mortality due to hull failure? SAWA 10% NOVA A little high, huh? SAWA Any course of action with a mortality rate higher than 5% is ill-advised. NOVA Come over here, you hunk of metal. HATOV (panicked) What are you doing? NOVA Powering the droid down. Did I forget to tell you? I can’t jump and run her at the same time (mumbles) it’s the reason my schedule’s shot to hell. HATOV But I NOVA (Impatiently) Look, do you want to get home or not? From here to our next destination at sub-hyp will literally be a year in imperial time. We jump, it’ll be a few days. HATOV Then who am I going to talk to? SAWA Powering off. NOVA I dunno, we can boot her up between jumps, I guess. You might want to pick up a hobby. HATOV You have a hobby? NOVA Every Inco has a hobby. It’s a pretty boring job when people aren’t trying to kill you or dumping princes out of airlocks and sending fucked up cryptic messages about survival probability. HATOV Cryptic messages? NOVA Yup, broke my fucking radio. I had to pull it out, this one’s new. HATOV (desperate) What did it say? NOVA To get your ass out of space before your untimely demise HATOV (Beat) Did they (beat) did it mention Wilm? NOVA Nope. What the fuck is a Wilm? HATOV (beat) It’s (beat) nothing. It’s nothing. NOVA Whatever. Strap yourself in, we’re leaving.