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Dr. Bellfriar : So you really do teleport, do you?
Blake : Over short distances, yes.
Dr. Bellfriar : Well, of course, the theory's as old as physics, but I didn't know it had been cracked yet.
Blake : Liberator's a very advanced ship. Of course, you have to know the surface conditions, otherwise teleporting's a bit like a jump in the dark. You're quite liable to surface in a fission reactor.
Dr. Bellfriar : Not a mistake you could learn by, really.
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Blake : I think they should be warned.
Jenna Stannis : What about?
Blake : There's life aboard.
Jenna Stannis : Blake, that is a Federation base down there. The salvagers are manned by Federation personnel.
Blake : They're human.
Jenna Stannis : I need proof of that.
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Dr. Bellfriar : And just who are you?
Blake : Well, according to the Federation, I'm a political criminal. You may have heard of me. My name is Blake.
Dr. Bellfriar : Yes, but then we're absentminded scientists, you see. In fact, we've forgotten your name already. Haven't we, Gambrill?
Gambrill : Whose name, sir?
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Dr. Bellfriar : Everyone who's been into deep space has had the Terran ague, or the three-day sweats as it's commonly known as. It's a sort of a mild infection, it slightly alters the body's nucleic structure, it seems to be a metabolic reaction to space travel. Well this new virus, Paratype 926, attacks those altered cells and acts as a catalyst, they burst and, well the effects are literally a series of explosions that race through the body's neural cell structure. The virus is easily cultured in human tissue or in nucleic acid solution. Now, here is the formula for the antiserum...
Blake : [On Liberator] Dr. Bellfriar, are you saying that this virus is only effective against human beings who've been in deep space?
Dr. Bellfriar : Precisely. It fits your theory. But I don't think that the virus was designed to *destroy* man, merely to confine him to his own planet. Now here is the formula.
Blake : Go ahead.
Dr. Bellfriar : H-N, H-N-O... oh my God!
Blake : Dr. Bellfriar! Dr. Bellfriar!
Dr. Bellfriar : I've forgotten how to read.
[Dr. Bellfriar looks at his hands. They're covered in blisters. He groans and covers his face]
Blake : Transmission ends.
Vila : *Fosforon* ends.
Cally : It's no joke, Vila.
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[Last lines of episode]
Blake : Cally, Jenna, get the ship moving. I'm going to put out a plague warning.
Avon : [incensed] Are you crazy?
Blake : I've got to warn all traffic to stay away from Fosforon until that virus burns itself out.
Avon : Listen, Blake: Servalan is on her way here. She lands on Fosforon, she gets the plague, she's off our backs for good! You *cannot* put out a warning!
Blake : Suppose some of them don't die. Suppose some of them get off in a ship. That plague goes out to all the galaxies, *millions* will die because of it! *That* is the one responsibility that I will *not* take!
[Blake turns to address the Liberator's computer. Avon stews a moment over the rebuff]
Blake : Zen, I want to put a plague warning transmitter into orbit 'round Fosforon. Then set a course for the constellation Sauros; speed: standard by ten.
Zen : Confirmed.
[FX shot of Liberator slowly turning with deep space freighter The London docked with it, standing in for the plague beacon]
Blake : There has to be a warning, Jenna. There has to be.
[Jenna starts to say something, then simply nods in agreement. Liberator leaves orbit]
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Gambrill : Well, you said this base was full of psychotics, you wait 'til you hear this one.
Dr. Bellfriar : What exactly is that supposed to mean?
Blake : I told him I teleported here. He didn't believe me.
Dr. Bellfriar : Well, Gambrill's like that, I'm afraid. Lacks faith.
Blake : Defined as the capacity to believe what you know isn't true?
