Gan insists that he should go down to Horizon and needlessly sacrifice
"I'm not expendable, I'm not stupid, and I'll see you there
in 20 minutes!" replies Avon.
Return of the small prick -
Cally insists that she should go down to Horizon
and needlessly sacrifice herself.
"I'm not blah, I'm not blah, and make that 10 minutes,"
It's that prick again... I think this shot
is mostly filler.
The crew find that Horizon's speciality is
the working holiday. Blake asks Selma what a nice girl like her
is doing in a monopasium 239 mine like
this, and she explains that Ro's so cheap, she has to mine her own
Blake attempts to expound the principle of
the equitable distribution of
assets, but is soon interrupted: "Bollocks to that, we're hungry!"
Cally telepathically tells Ro that the Kommissar
killed his father with that very carrot.
"So if I nick the ship," muses Avon,
"what's the maximum number of pursuit ships I can fight off
ORAC: "Boom! Boom!"
The Federation pursuit ships boost into view.
One... two... oh bugger.
A small prick is no match for Avon's impressive
Avon's one-man rescue mission finds its target.
"Missed me?" asks Blake.
"This time..." says Avon.
The Kommissar gets it...
"Hello, my name is Ro! You kill my father! Prepare to die!"
"My hero!" gasps Selma. "Does my bust look big in
Blake is delighted to know that Horizon has been liberated from
overlord, and power is back with the honest, indigenous tour operator.
Meanwhile, in this high tech, no-expense-spared
SFX scene, brought to
you courtesy of Cadbury's sponsorship, the Federation ships advance...
"That's another sticky mess you've got
us into!" Avon tells Blake.
But the crew finish off those pursuit
ships in three bites.
Victory is sweet!