:44:02
- There's only one.
He's all alone. Just one.
- Three, five, twenty-two-
:44:06
- Three, five, twenty-two,
seventy-four, eleven.
:44:09
- Cale!
- Die, Drej scum ball!
:44:13
Oh, don't-
No, don't shoot. Oh, guys-
:44:15
- Come on. It's me!
- It's Cale!
:44:17
- Cale!
- Stith, hold your fire!
:44:22
- Oops.
:44:24
Akima,
open the cargo bay.
:44:37
Cale!
:44:43
- Ah! The boy is not dead.
This is cause for happiness.
- Hmm.
:44:47
So, um- how did you escape?
:44:51
- He got lucky.
- You know, we were just
about to rescue you.
:44:54
- Yeah? Well, thanks.
:44:57
- Anytime.
- Look, uh, they copied the map.
:45:02
- I'm sure they're heading
for the Titan now.
:45:05
They won't find it.
Stations, people.
:45:09
Yes. Going, going.
:45:14
Akima?
:45:16
Uh, um, what happened?
How'd you get back?
:45:20
I got picked up with the trash.
Luckily, Korso got there...
:45:24
before I ended up as a door prize
in some alien freak show.
:45:30
I guess I owe him one.
:45:33
You know, we both
got real lucky back there.
:45:38
- But next time around-
-Cale.
:45:41
Come on.
Gune needs a hand.
:45:45
- Yes, the map is good.
The map is different.
:45:49
- Yes, the map is clear.
:45:51
- Yes, it's very, very clear.
- Ooh. Take it easy.
:45:55
Hmm. This outer marking
is pulsing.
:45:59
- Ah, the distal Phalangial Meridian.
- Gune, what do you make of it?