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John Jaqobis : [Opening scene, part 1 of 2 - Dutch is trekking through the Westerly badlands up to a compound. Johnny has been captured, and is being tortured inside] You're taking this a bit personally for a hunk of metal, aren't ya?
Scree : My boss paid 60,000 Joy for that hunk of metal. Worth more in rusted parts than you are in good order. So where's the ship?
John Jaqobis : You got the wrong guy, man, I swear. You are gonna owe me such an apology basket when we straighten this out...
Scree : [His goon punches Johnny across the face again] Something amusing?
John Jaqobis : Yeah. That ship was an H-class frigate with top-line sat link security. And yeah, I took that bitch right from under ya. So ask yourself. If I'm that good, would I really be working alone? Or do I have a well-armed team who at any minute are gonna come through that door-...
Scree : Oh, you mean her?
[Another goon drags a struggling Dutch in]
John Jaqobis : Shit.
[the goon takes off Dutch's hood and John looks at her]
John Jaqobis : Hey. You okay?
Dutch : [She nods] I'm good.
Scree : Caught her sneaking around outside, trying to bribe a guard, to cut you free. Some crack team.
John Jaqobis : [Johnny looks up at the security camera] Get your boss, I'm ready to deal.
Scree : No one sees Coren.
John Jaqobis : Well then, Coren never sees the ship.
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Dutch : Six years of working together. He's never wanted some... 'me time.' Nah, something's up.
Pree : Dutch, you work together, live together, do everything *but* sleep together. And you're worried that he wants a little time apart. Bitch, how charming do you think you are?
Dutch : [She shakes her head] I know when Johnny's lying, Pree.
[Company guards come in for a check, demanding IDs, and interrupting their conversation]
Dutch : Why's the company in such a twist? They're doing road checks too, what's up?
Pree : [He raises his hand to forestall her, until the Company guards leave] Miners are talking about striking again. Company's upping its presence.
[He shrugs it off]
Pree : Why are you so worried about Johnny? If he is lying, maybe he's doing it for a good reason? Some kind of, nice surprise?
Dutch : Yeah... no. He's about to do something stupid.
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Dutch : Are you familiar with the Quad planetary system?
D'avin Jaqobis : Yeah, I've heard of it, obviously. Never been here.
Dutch : Qresh and her three moons are controlled by the megacorp called the Company.
D'avin Jaqobis : So you're living here now?
John Jaqobis : Yeah, we dock on Westerly, but we work the whole Quad.
D'avin Jaqobis : What, as bounty hunters?
John Jaqobis : Reclamation Agents. We're independent from the Company that controls the Quad.
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John Jaqobis : [Dutch walks in, doesn't see Johnny, and pours and drinks a shot of alcohol] Went that well, huh?
Dutch : [Pasting on a smile as she turns to Johnny] Where's your brother?
John Jaqobis : I couldn't sleep. Gave him my bed.
[after a beat]
John Jaqobis : I'm turning myself in, I'm telling the RAC you had nothing to do with this.
Dutch : No, you're not.
[Johnny tries to say yes again, Dutch talks over him]
Dutch : Johnny, it's too late. Fancy saw me. If falling on your sword right now would help, I'd shove you myself, okay?
John Jaqobis : Promise?
Dutch : Promise.
John Jaqobis : You were right, earlier. I don't know who my brother is anymore, Dutch. I can't be sure that he didn't earn that kill warrant.
Dutch : Doesn't matter. You have to protect him. He's family.
John Jaqobis : So are you.
Dutch : Okay, look. Don't get excited yet, but... I have a half-assed plan.
John Jaqobis : [His eyes widen] I don't care if it's quarter-assed - what's the plan?
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D'avin Jaqobis : You know this would be a lot easier if we knew what our target looked like.
John Jaqobis : Relax, it's pretty hard to miss a rogue Scarback monk in this crowd.
D'avin Jaqobis : [as eight orange-robed monks enter the garden, chanting together] ... Are you sure about that?
John Jaqobis : Aw, hells. Dutch, we got half a church here, you clocking this?
Dutch : Yep.
[She walks past D'avin]
Dutch : Getting into position. Tell me when you've ID'd the target.
John Jaqobis : [laughs over the com] Using what, my psychic powers?
Dutch : Using the knowledge that, if you fail, everything that happens after will be your fault.
John Jaqobis : ...And, point made. I am on it.
Dutch : Never doubted.
John Jaqobis : [Watching the monitor as D'avin's eye-cameras sweep down Dutch's back...] Unless the target is my partner's ass...? Do me a favor, and keep surveilling.
D'avin Jaqobis : You know, I remember you being a lot more fun.
John Jaqobis : I remember you being taller and smelling better.
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Pree : [At the Royale] Drink up lovelies! On me.
[D'avin reaches for one of the drinks, Pree smacks his hand and asks Johnny]
Pree : He got papers?
John Jaqobis : He's just passing through.
Pree : [as he hands Johnny two drinks, with a wink] Can't serve illegals. But damn, if you don't look extra thirsty...
John Jaqobis : Thanks, Pree.
[a lady walks up to Johnny, who excuses himself to walk off with her, leaving D'avin and Dutch alone at the bar]
D'avin Jaqobis : You wanna talk about it?
Dutch : What, my RAC debrief?
D'avin Jaqobis : No, about what happened on the mission. And don't say 'nothing.' Where'd you disappear to?
Dutch : Because we're sharing now? Okay, you first. What do you see in those nightmares? And why does someone here want you dead.
D'avin Jaqobis : Or I can just shut up. And drink.
Dutch : Mm-hmm.
[They drink]
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Turin : First kill warrant. First failure.
Dutch : The warrant was technically cancelled.
Turin : The warrant was technically sabotaged by an agent either too stupid or too arrogant to know her place. Here's the thing. I don't give two wet shits they cancelled the warrant. The Company was the client. You work for us. Means you play by RAC rules.
Dutch : Understood.
Turin : We are a single body. With no allegiance to anyone but ourselves. We offer one simple service, to all of our clients. We will cross contested jurisdictions for you. Find who or what you're looking for, and bring it back to you in the condition requested. Simple. Elegant. No one knows who hires us, but everyone knows they can trust us to get the job done. And we can guarantee that because our agents are guided by one principle. One code. What is that code?
Dutch : The warrant is all.
Turin : Again!
Dutch : The warrant is all!
Turin : You broke your oath.
[Shoves a data pad across to her]
Turin : Sign it.
Dutch : [She looks at it, then up at him] Cleared? Shouldn't I be...
Turin : Expelled? Executed? That was my vote. I was overruled.
Dutch : Why?
Turin : I intend to find out. Sign it!
[Dutch signs with her thumbprint, and X takes it and storms out]
