Transcript of Scene 19 (extended version), "A Constellation of Doubt"
(Season Four; US broadcast February 17, 2003).
Written by David Kemper; Directed by Andrew
Prowse. Transcribed by Nar'eth (12/11/04).
(Chiana in spacious bathroom of the house where the crew of Moya
are being housed in Florida by IASA. She wears only a blue bath towel. Her
grey skin and hair is smeared with various brightly coloured cosmetics.
We're looking at her in the mirror, through the lens of Bobby's video camera
(Bobby is John Crichton's teenage nephew).
Chiana: I don't know. Why ask me? (picking up tube
of red lipstick) What is this fuh-for?
Bobby: Um...your lips...uh, I ask because Uncle Jack
says you're a great bellwether on who we are as a species.
(Chi is now eating the lipstick and smiles up at
reflection of Bobby in the mirror)
Chiana(chewing): Beelllll-wether. (sets lipstick
tube down on bathroom counter) Do males...do males put this on their faces?
Bobby: Ah...in my family, only a second cousin who
no one talks about.
Chiana: (still chewing, smearing other make-up in her
hair). Waste.
Bobby: (confused) Make-up?
Chiana: Why...why are there so many colours? (reaches
for aerosol can) What is this? (sprays can in her face and laughs)
Bobby: Uh...hairspray.
(Chiana, still chewing lipstick, laughs)
Bobby: Why is it a waste?
Chiana (laughs again): Because you have too much of
things that don't matter...(sprays can at mirror)...and
not enough of things that do.
(having lost interest, drops can; picks up more make-up
and smears it in her hair) Ye-yeah.
(Chiana opens a bottle of perfume, sniffs it, and recoils,
looks confused)
Bobby: Perfume?
Chiana: Everything. And most of it...most of it goes
to waste. You...you throw out things that you...you haven't even...you haven't
even eaten. And you...you use things once...and
then you bury the containers.
(Chiana turns away from mirror; towards shower stall,
toilet)
Chiana: I've seen water rooms like this...(laughs)...that
have...that have two toilets, two showers, a sink, and a tub...and
a bubbling tub.
Bu-bb-ling. Bubbling. How many places do you
need water to come from? You can wash up in the toilet. (Chiana promptly
demonstrates) See? It's clean.
(Sound of disgust from Bobby)
(Chiana stops washing, looks back at Bobby and the
camera, her expression growing increasingly confused)
Chiana: What are you looking at?
Bobby: You. Are you, like, a liberal?
(Chiana stares back, uncomprehendingly)
Chiana (changing subject): I met a very enlightened
boy at the dance club. He's a vagetarian.
(Chiana sits down of floor next to toilet)
Bobby: I think you mean a vegetarian.
Chiana: Mhmmmm. I've been to lots of nice worlds. And
I...uhnnnnn...I...I like nice things. But this place overdoes it.
(uncomfortable smile)
Bobby: We're famous for that.
Chiana: Oh, that's okay, as long as you've got some
someplace to go. Wh...wh...when...when you screw this one up. It happens.
(pause; her eyes are distant, remembering something)
You know? (another pause)
(Suddenly, Chiana shakes her head violently and stands
up again, reaches for the door and begins shutting it)
Chiana: No questions. Out. (one hand over camera
lens)
Bobby: Couldn't we talk some more? I'll turn off the
camera and close my eyes.
(Chiana laughs nervously)
Chiana: Oh...I don't...I don't want to. Go away.
Bobby: Please? Come on.
(Chiana is becoming increasing agitated; she shrieks
and shuts the door on the camera and Bobby)
Bobby: Come on. Do you know how much one picture
of you naked is worth? (he tries the doorknob, which isn't locked) I could
retire.
(Bobby opens the door a crack; Chiana is hunched down
on the floor, peering out intently, feral)
Chiana (softly, not joking): Or you could...die. (slams
door)
