Dark Matter (2015–2017): Season 2, Episode 9 - Going Out Fighting - full transcript

Previously on "Dark Matter"...

Something really bad
happened to you there.

Why would you ever want to go back?

I may not have a choice.

I own a company called
Dwarf Star Technologies

which owns Rebecca, who
you know as Portia.

You know she was created right
here in this facility.

Although Rebecca's
biological components are superior,

she must be constantly
monitored and maintained

by her nanites.

I was thinking



it might be better if
we kept this between us.

It was one night, and it was nice,

and I'm not saying
it won't happen again,

but I don't think either
of us should assume...

Of course not.

Listen, I enjoy your company.

And I enjoy yours.

Let's leave it at that.

I just wanted to make sure...

Can we stop talking about this?

Okay.

Wow, you two were
really going at it last night.

- Pardon?
- What?

I passed you sparring
in the training room



on the way back to my
quarters after dinner?

Yeah, we were training late.

Yeah, bow staffs and swords.

You guys moved on up to grappling?

Okay, um...

I'm done.

Two, where are you?

I need help.

How do you feel?

I'm fine.

But you're not.

What are you talking about?

Your nanites,

they're in a critical stage of failure.

What does that mean?

I'm sorry, Two.

You're dying.

And so your nanites are what gives you

your special abilities.

They also serve the basic
function of keeping me alive.

But now they're powering down.

Apparently it's been
happening for a while now.

A slow progression
that manifested no symptoms

until their decline
reached a critical threshold.

That's when I started showing signs.

If they shut down
completely, one by one,

my organs will fail.

The simple fact is, my
body was not designed

to function without them.

Why hasn't the robot
come up with something, huh?

You need nanites, she's got nanites.

It doesn't work like that.

We're talking about
completely different nanite designs.

Look, the solution to my
problem is not on this ship.

It's here.

Back when I had the neural
link, Five confronted me

in one of my memories.

I had just escaped from the
lab where I was constructed,

and we were in this alleyway.

This building was in the background.

It's the corporate headquarters
for Dwarf Star Technologies.

If there's any hope for
me, that's where I'll find it.

So that's where I'm going.

Hey, you're not going anywhere.

You said it yourself.

You're weak, disoriented.

At best, you're a non-factor.

At worst, you jeopardize any
shot we have at fixing this.

You know, it's okay to
let others take care of you

once in a while.

Yeah, fine.

Fine.

We're going to Earth.

"Raza," you seeing this?

Whoa.

That's a space elevator.

Where does it go?

According to the short range scanners,

it leads to a small space station
in geosynchronous orbit.

All right, we're going down for recon.

Copy that.

Well, once we're parked, me and Nyx

will check the place out.

You stay back in the
"Marauder" with Four.

You're not gonna learn
anything new, are you?

Are you suggesting I'm wasting our time?

No.

I think in your mind, you're putting it

to the best use possible,
all things considered.

You're trying to give
me hope, take my mind off

of what's going on down on that planet.

That would be atypical android behavior.

But it would be perfectly
normal behavior for a friend.

I appreciate you, everyone
looking out for me.

But I can't just stand by and do nothing.

Look, I know that my current
state makes me a liability,

but I'm wondering if there's anything
that you can do for me.

I wish I could too, but...

I know you can't solve this.

So all I'm asking
for is a temporary fix.

Something that'll let me
do more than just sit back

on this ship while the
others risk their lives for me.

I don't believe the others
have a problem with that.

Maybe not, but I sure as hell do.

I need options.

A short while ago, he'd
have sooner killed you

than permitted you to
accompany us on a mission.

If you say so.

You didn't think it would be
that easy, did you?

Of course not.

A practical argument can be
made for keeping you on board.

Practical enough to convince you?

I understand why you did what you did.

Divided loyalties, I empathize.

My home world is about to
lose an interplanetary war.

And defeat will cost it
for generations to come.

And all I can do is watch it happen.

No, my place is with my people,
not sitting idle on a spaceship.

So you're actually thinking of leaving.

There isn't a day that goes
by that I don't consider it.

Then what's stopping you?

A sense of duty, loyalty to this crew.

So friendship.

And the fact that without my memories,

I have nothing to offer Zairon.

Hi.

We're in the lobby, testing.

Copy that.

How's the view?

Eyes and ears.

You're on.

Good afternoon.

I'm here to see Mr. Rook.

ID?

No. Sorry, you're not in the system.

Well, that must be a mistake.

Can you check again?

I'm telling you, your name isn't here.

We're in.

I'm not leaving until I see Mr. Rook.

Fine.

You seeing this?

Yeah, retinal scans.

It's not gonna be
an easy smash and grab.

So how do we get in from up here?

It's not equipped with
docking capabilities

or anything else that
would allow for access.

It's highly secure.

There's no possible
way to enter the station

while in orbit.

Which means the only way in is by way

of the space elevator.

And how do we get on that elevator?

You catch a lift with him, Eric Waver.

According to the company database,

he's been with their R&D division
for over ten years.

Which means he was
probably there on the station

when I escaped.

Well, maybe we won't have
to access the space station

after all if he has the
answers we're looking for.

In the event he doesn't,
I'm working on a way

to circumvent Dwarf
Star's retinal scan technology.

How you gonna manage that?

By using the infirmary's repair

and reconstructive
technology in conjunction

with some of the illegal criminal devices

I've been cataloguing
from the store room.

I need to see that list.

Five's got Waver's address.

We'll take the "Marauder" down.

You're in no condition to come with us.

You agreed.

My situation has changed temporarily.

The Android's figured out a way to boost

the power to my nanites.

For the next 24 hours,
I'm at maximum charge.

I'm stronger than ever.

And what happens after
that 24 hours is up?

Her nanites will shut down completely.

Her death will be immediate.

Why would you do that?

Because I'm not going
to die a slow death.

If I'm going out, I'm going out fighting.

Interests, cooking and dancing.

Can I help you?

Galactic Authority.

Lieutenant Kal Varrick.

I'd like to speak to Eric Waver.

Yeah, uh, that's me.

Uh, what is this about?

I'll need maybe 20 minutes of your time.

Can I at least know
why I'm being questioned?

Sir, we can talk here
or down at the station.

Your choice.

Okay, hang on.

Come on in.

Hey.

Whoa, what's going on?

What do you guys want?

Rebecca.

You're a part of the team
that created me, weren't you?

- Yes.
- But you're not afraid.

Why not?

Because you spared me.

The night you escaped.

You were our first successful prototype,

a bio-engineered human capable
of self-sustainment

and sentience.

You were subjected to a battery of tests

designed to assess your limits.

Force your nanites to
respond and push past them.

You surpassed all expectations.

Unfortunately, that just emboldened
our research team

to push you further.

It wasn't easy to watch.

It was torture for you.

I was a junior member
of the research team,

tasked with the most basic duties.

One of which, feeding you,

had an unintended consequence.

It allowed us to bond.

Which, in turn, resulted
in me being charged

with another duty... Your education.

You learned.

You grew smarter.

And unbeknownst to us, more dangerous.

We never saw it coming.

When you broke free, you
were brutally efficient.

It was like you were proving
yourself to them

one last time, one final test.

You killed them all.

The research team, technicians,

the security personnel,
everyone on that station,

except me.

It's true what Alex said about
your missing memories.

What else did Rook tell you?

That you had friends now,
dangerous associates,

and that you'd come back.

You know about your nanites.

That's why you're here, isn't it?

It wasn't until several
months after your escape

that we discovered that
the first generation

nanorobotics were flawed.

They were bleeding an
almost infinitesimal

amount of energy over time.

And that's when we
realized that sooner or later,

they would all deteriorate and shut down.

But you fixed the issue, didn't you?

Yes.

Yes, we improved the
internal design and we perfected

a self-sufficiently generated version.

Where is it?

It's in the research
lab up on the space station.

Good.

You're gonna take me up
there, and we'll go get them.

No, uh, no.

You'd be identified
before you got anywhere

near those elevators.

Then I'll go.

I can handle this one alone.

No.

You'll go together.

Please.

Fine.

Okay.

Uh, you can't get up there without
passing a retinal scan,

and you need identification.

Yeah, we're gonna need you to call

a couple of your coworkers,

catch them on the way home from work.

My coworkers?

No. I can't.

I won't.

You don't have a choice, buddy.

- Hey.
- Come on in.

Well, Fists of Curry was closed,

so we had to take out from House
of Frying Daggers instead.

Hope that's okay.

What the hell, Eric? What is this?

He didn't have a choice.

Wait, you're...

Oh, my God, you're Rebecca.

- Please don't kill us.
- Sit down.

I'm not gonna kill you.
I just need your help.

We need your retinas.

Oh, God.

I should warn you
that rather than helping

to calm one's nerves, coffee
acts as a stimulant.

It's not coffee. It's hot chocolate.

I picked it up on our
last station stopover.

Hot chocolate?

Mm-hmm.

Did you know that I
possess over 20 million

taste receptors?

Uh, do you want a sip?

Okay.

Interesting.

Six reports they've come in contact
with the lead scientist.

He remains confident in
their probability for success.

You're worried.

Of course I'm worried.

In the past, she's
been almost invincible.

I mean, I saw her
come back from the dead

that time she was
blasted out the airlock,

but that was because of her nanites.

And now instead of saving her,

they're gonna kill her.

No, they won't.

She won't let that happen.

What makes Two special isn't her nanites.

It's her strength of will,

her ability to face
adversity and never give up.

Thanks.

I feel a little better.

She'll be fine.

Hold still.

Okay, who's up?

How does this work exactly?

According to The
Android, it scans a retina,

mapping out its unique pattern.

This template gets
imprinted onto an organic gel,

which gets injected under your cornea.

Are you kidding me?

I know. That is so cool.

The compound eventually breaks down

and is absorbed by your body.

All right. Let's do it.

Don't blink.

- That's amazing.
- Can you not?

I'm sorry.

In what some are referring
to as a colossal blow,

forces from the
Republic of Pyr have retaken

Enriss Sector, scoring yet another

decisive military victory in
their war against Zairon.

Emperor Hiro Ishida described
the loss of the contested

region as a temporary setback,
but sources within the palace

reveal a royal court beset
by confusion and self-doubt.

The execution of two
more Generals followed news

of the defeat, bringing
to 12 the total number

of high-ranking officials
who have paid the ultimate price

for what Zairon's empress has termed

"a failure of spirit."

Just in case you were
thinking of tipping anyone off,

remember your friends are
still hanging out with Rebecca.

Hey.

Come on.

Hey.

Try it again.

Okay.

It's been a little
fussy since the upgrade.

Yeah. Technology, huh?

Phew.

And how many will she need?

A single injection will
deliver more than enough

second-generation nanites to do the job.

They'll replicate, they'll disperse

through her bloodstream in seconds.

Just to be on the safe side...

Gentlemen, welcome to
Dwarf Star Technologies.

I've been expecting you.

If you're gonna lock us
up, I'm gonna need a pillow.

That can be arranged.

But first, I'm gonna need
to know where I can find her.

Who?

Where's Rebecca?

- She's not with us.
- Nope.

No, she's nowhere near this place.

Hmm.

Is she feeling a little ill?

Yeah, her nanites are failing.

And this was only a matter of time.

She is going to die a very slow

and very horrible death without this.

Eric...

I am incredibly disappointed in you.

You always had such an
unhealthy affection for her.

He had no choice.

We all have choices.

In this case, it was help us or die.

Is that true, Eric?

Were you in fear for your life?

Yes. I was afraid.

Sorry.

That's okay. Hey, hey, hey.

There is no shame in wanting to live.

It's all right.

Take him out.

I probably should have phrased
that differently.

You son of a bitch.

Even if he was an unwilling participant,

what kind of example am I setting
for my other employees

if I let him just walk out of here?

Loyalty is an extremely important
part of my business.

Oh, I am really gonna enjoy killing you.

Well, you know what?

I don't think I'm going
to give you that pillow.

I should've gone.

No, facial recog would've
nabbed you in a second.

You're pretty high priority around there.

They've been gone too long.

We should've heard back by now.

I'm gonna go back to the ship.

How much time does she have left?

I don't know.

She said she had 24 hours,

but if we don't find a
way to fix this soon...

You, let's go.

They've been gone too long.

Something's happened to them.

Then let's go get them.

There's no way we're getting anyone past

that security checkpoint.

If they've been caught, that place is

in full lockdown now.

So then we don't take the elevator.

We find another way in.

There is no other way in.

Actually, there may be.

My earlier scans confirmed
no other access points.

However, this section
was a designed hangar area

subsequently sealed off upon
the station's completion.

It's large enough to
accommodate the "Marauder."

How does that help us? We
don't have an entry point.

You don't need one.

We use the blink drives.

I believe I can adapt it
to the "Marauder's" engine.

We just pop in.

I need you to tell me
where I can find Rebecca.

So that you can, what, help her out?

Now, I can save her.

But I need you to let me.

With all due disrespect, go to hell.

Hook him up.

In case I don't get the chance to say it,

thank you.

Android, we're ready.

See you soon.

What the hell?

It worked.

"Raza," we're in.

Three and Six are
somewhere on this station.

I need you to go find them.

I'll go after the nanites.

Do you know where they're located?

I know what, I know
where, and I know how.

Eric's coworkers were happy to help.

You okay?

Yeah.

Thanks.

Come on. Hey.

It's all right.

What'd they do to you?

Tried to convince me to talk.

I wasn't much in the mood.

All right, well, I've
got to figure something out.

Yeah.

Two's on the clock, and we're no good

to her just sitting here.

No, no.

All right.

It's not there anymore.

You understand that I
can't give it to you, right?

You represent a professional
failure for me, Rebecca.

And if I just had you running around,

it would make me look really bad.

And I just hate looking bad.

Where is it?

It doesn't matter.

Your time is up.

Personal shield, one of many wonderful

technologies developed by Dwarf Star's

research and development department.

Like the damping field I used to negate

your nanites the last time we met.

And I could've used
that again, but I thought

what a great opportunity to
demonstrate my new prototype?

Would you like to meet the new you?

Faster, stronger, and possessed

of an advanced version of
the nanites teeming within you.

Oh, and best of all, he
is completely loyal.

You coming?

Let's go.

Come on.

I'd like to see his nanites repair that.

Hey, hey, easy, easy.

I got you.

The nanites?

He took them.

It's too late.

- No.
- No.

Hey, hey.

Hey, no, Two, Two.

No, no, no, no.

No.

What are you looking for?

What are you doing?

Drawing blood.

Finding the quickest way to
get this into her bloodstream.

The prototypes already have the
second generation nanites.

According to Eric, we
just need a small sample

to start the process.

Hey!

Hey, hey. Welcome back.

So you're gonna be okay?

We are gonna be fine.

The new nanites have replicated

and integrated fully throughout
your system.

And the old ones?

They're inert and in a state of decay.

You're going to be fine, Two.

I'm relieved.

Hey.

How you feeling?

A lot better thanks to you

and everyone else on this ship.

Well, like Five says, we're family.

We take care of each other, right?

Right.

Right.

Hey, listen, I need to
talk to you about Three.

What about him?

He's not himself.

Hey.

What are you doing down here?

Let's get him to the infirmary.

What the hell is going on here?

You tell us.

What did Rook do to you?

I don't know what, you're talking about.

What did he tell you?

He's betrayed us once.

He can't be trusted.

He's not the one I'm worried about.

Strange.

Although he's awake, his neural activity

is consistent with REM sleep.

Something happened to you in Rook's lab.

I'm not letting you
out until I find out what.

Drop the shield.

And you have no
idea what's wrong with him?

No, but the answers have to
be back on that space station.

I've had The Android set a course.

We're going back.

Until then, I'm not taking any chances.

He's staying in this stasis
pod until we can figure it out.

What the hell?

He should be unconscious.

Despite what it looks like, he is.

Help me move this into the corridor.

Let's go.

I've completed my override
of the outer airlock door.

Good. Four, Six, you're with me.

Everyone else, go behind the bulkhead.

Whatever's inside of
him's trying to escape.

When I open the pod, you
guys drag him clear.

- Understood?
- Yeah.

Three, two...

Space it!

Okay.

What the hell was on our ship?

You look... okay.

Yeah.

So does that mean you're gonna be fine?

Yes.

Great.

We did it.

Wait.

What the hell am I doing in here?

What do you remember?

Um...

I remember going to the space station.

I remember Rook, that
bastard, killing Eric.

I remember being taken to the lab,

being strapped down, and then...

nothing.

His brain activity is normal.

What?

It appears he's back
to his old self again.

Old self?

What happened to me?

I don't know, but I'll tell you

what I do know later over drinks.

As uncharacteristic as this sounds,

screw the drinks, I want to know now.

Trust me, you're gonna want that drink.

Trust you, seriously?

If it wasn't for him, you would...

Oh, come on.

Did he save my life again?

It's just getting kind of old, isn't it?

For you and me both.

This experience has
reminded me of my own

energy requirements.

If anyone needs me, I'll
be on my charging platform.

Good night.

I think he's just doing it
on purpose now.

Hey.

What's going on in that mind of yours?

Rook.

Oh, we'll get him next time.

It's not revenge I want. It's answers.

What the hell was going on
on that space station?