Blakes 71978

[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]