Lexx, how do we get out of this system,
the fastest, the safest way possible?
I cannot fly till I eat
a lot of food, Stan.
For us to move, the Lexx must eat.
For Lexx to eat, we must bring it food.
To do that, we have
to go down to one of the planets.
Some suffer in a world of heat and flames,
and others luxuriate in a world of cool water
and endless beauty.
This planet is called Fire.
I am its Prince.
We're at war -
a never ending war against them.
Fire is too hot to sustain human life,
and we have no water.
They have no end of water,
but they will not give us a single drop.
I have a bad feeling about this.
Now Xev, blow it up now!
Put aside your feelings!
Only the dead man matters!
But it's a whole planet!
It's an evil place!
I have lived and died many times.
Physical threat has no meaning to me.
If you kill me I will instantly live again
as whoever I want, wherever I choose.
Would you rather be on Fire, or on Water?
Well, I'd rather be on Water of course,
not that I'd ever wanna have to make that choice.
Don't worry, you won't.
He will!
He will decide
whether you suffer forever on Fire,
or enjoy yourself forever on Water.
Well, who's he and why does he get to decide?
I'm you.
There has always been a balance.
You are the grain of sand
that will tip the scales.
You and your ship - the Lexx.