Episode 9

Episode 9
NOVA
(Groans)
Alarm sounds
That's a lie.
 Knocking sounds on the door
SAWA
You requested to be woken up.
 
NOVA
(Complaint)
Oh, fuck me.
 
SAWA
Are you awake?
 
NOVA
(Softly)
Unfortunately.
(Louder)
How is our guest?
 
SAWA
Hatov is currently trying to access the information room.
 
NOVA
(Unconcerned)
Now that's interesting.  He make any progress?
 
SAWA
He has made one-hundred and forty-three attempts and has gotten the third and fifth number of the seven digit sequence correct on two separate attempts.
 
NOVA
Rolling over in her bed
That's a no then.  Did he eat?
 
SAWA
He has stated that he'd rather die than use your funds.
 
NOVA
Die then, but he can do that just fine off of my ship.  Did you get dinner?
 
SAWA
Yes.
 
NOVA
Great.  I'm starving.
Sound of food opening
So, has he explained why he wants to die on my ship, rather than outside in the snow?
Eating
The least he could do is go somewhere I won't have to deal with his corpse.
 
SAWA
It appears that he has nowhere to go.
 
NOVA
He's not dying on my ship.
 
SAWA
His vitals are currently stable.
 
NOVA
Tell him he's not allowed to die on my ship.
 
SAWA
Understood.
 
NOVA
It's already a bucket of bolts, last thing I need is his bratty ass haunting the place
 
HATOV
(Outraged)
She said what?
 
NOVA
Prick.
Sound of stretching.
Alright.  Let's get this started.
Dressing.
SAWA
There is no embassy fitting that description on Gnorria-658.
 
HATOV
Well what other planets do you frequent?
 
SAWA
Nova also has stops on Canos.
 
NOVA
Sawa
 
SAWA
Yes, Nova?
 
NOVA
Work topics are now classified as information requiring a level C permission.
 
SAWA
Understood.
 
HATOV
(Annoyed)
What did you do?
 
NOVA
Mmm, not sure, never tried this before. Try her now.
 
HATOV
Try what?
 
NOVA
(Like she suspects he's a bit slow)
Ask her a question.
 
HATOV
Uhm, what planets do you frequent?
 
SAWA
That information requires C level permission.
 
HATOV
(Sighs, puts head in hands)
Why do you torment me?
 
NOVA
I don't think, “because I think it's funny” is the answer you're looking for.
 
HATOV
I'm just trying to get home.
 
NOVA
And I’m trying to make a living.  Nothing is free and information costs.
 
HATOV
I have money (beat) just not right now.
 
NOVA
Money is one thing, and nothing happens until I see units.  Other trades are possible but
 
HATOV
Trades?
 
NOVA
I'm an Inco, boy, I deal in information.  And very occasionally favors but I don't think any favor you can promise is something i'd want.
 
HATOV
I'm not selling my country for your scraps.
 
NOVA
Well, where are you from?
 
HATOV
(Hesitantly)
I can’t
 
NOVA
Sawa, where is he from?
 
HATOV
No!
 
SAWA
He claims to be from Eolara.
 
NOVA
(Suddenly interested)
A what now?
 
HATOV
Nowhere
 
SAWA
Eolara
 
NOVA
Like the place from children's stories?
 
SAWA
He has indicated so.
 
NOVA
Then, I retract my previous statement.
 
HATOV
(Petulantly)
The one about me being a prick?  Or the one about me being shit?
 
NOVA
The one about you having nothing to trade.  You might be something interesting after all, galaxy eyes.  Does he seem to be lying, SAWA?
 
HHATOV
(Desperately)
Yes, precisely, I've made the whole thing up.  Don't listen to her.
 
SAWA
His vitals would suggest that he was telling the truth.
 
NOVA
(Piteously)
I don't know how androids work where you’re from, but they aren't exactly known for their ability to lie.  Particularly the older models.
 
HATOV
But (beat) she's
 
NOVA
A machine, now you can pretend to be her friend all you want, but don't go around thinking she'll bond with you.  Don't tell her what you don't want others to know without locking it (beat) and even then, there's no guarantee.
 
HATOV
You're disgusting
 
NOVA
I'm practical.  And if your brain was half as big as your mouth, you'd stop it with all the honor shit and realize something.
 
HATOV
And that would be what, Inco?
 
NOVA
That I might be exactly what you need to get home.
 
HATOV
Don't try to manipulate me.
 
NOVA
I'll try until my heart stops beating, but that doesn't mean I’m wrong.  If what you say about being from Eolara is true, I can tell you right now that asking around will either be a waste of time, or it's going to get you killed.
 
HATOV
There's no danger in asking about my home.
 
NOVA
Your home is a legend.  A bedtime story, and if it is real, someone went through a hell of a lot of trouble to keep it a secret.  I can't imagine they'd like someone going around planets asking questions.
 
HATOV
We've never hidden.
 
NOVA
So, does everybody just decide simultaneously to stay on planet despite having the technology to leave?
 
HATOV
Well the goddess's doctrine states
 
NOVA
I'm going to stop you right there.  I don't care about your religion or what your god or goddess or whatever says.  Let me tell you something about churches kid, they're either there to sell you something, or control you.
 
HATOV
(seething)
You (high pitched wine)
 
NOVA
Oh goddammit, fuck.  I've no idea what you just called me, but whatever it was, don't do it again.
 
HATOV
Don't call you a (high-pitched squeal)
 
NOVA
Alright, have it your way you little bastard (sound of earpiece being removed, growls unintelligibly)
 
HATOV
(Lets out a stream of curses)
What the hell was that?
 
NOVA
Can't understand a word you're saying there, pretty boy.  Don't understand shit without my earpiece.  And that damn well isn't translating you for dick.
 
HATOV
Why would I go with you?
 
NOVA
Because I’m an In co.  What better way to get forbidden information than from someone who deals in it?
 
HATOV
You said asking questions is dangerous.
 
NOVA
It is.  But if you ask the right people and pay the right price, things start looking less bleak.
 
HATOV
How do you even know anyone will know where I’m from?
 
NOVA
Her
 
HATOV
The android?
 
NOVA
Mhmm, you didn’t seem surprised by her.  Even manipulated her based on her coding, right?  I don't suppose your Eolara simply births droids simultaneously with the rest of the galaxy.  What model are you on?  Thirteen?
 
HATOV
Uh
 
NOVA
You ever wonder where they were coming from?
 
HATOV
(Surprised)
I never thought about it
 
NOVA
So, someone out there is selling droids to your planet.  Which means, someone out there knows that Eolara isn't just a legend.  We just have to find the right data trail and
 
SAWA
Jeanne is calling.
 
NOVA
Seriously?
 
SAWA
She appears angry.
 
NOVA
(Exasperated, and realizing)
I was supposed to meet Alleera today.  Ah, that bitch.
 
SAWA
Jeanne is calling.
 
NOVA
Shut up, I know.  (To HATOV) I gotta take this.  Stay quiet, if you think I’m deplorable you don't want Jeanne to even suspect you exist.
 
 
 
 
 
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