Pandora (2019–…): Season 1, Episode 7 - Time Out of Mind - full transcript

[narrator]
Pandora...

My father won't always
control Parallax.

If he keeps harvesting
the organs of clones he grows,

he may just live forever.

[laughing]

Is this what Earth
used to be like?

This was way before
the Great Migration started.

[Bennings]
We've all been infected.

Jax's sample is negative.
No infection detected.

There's something
special about you.

[Thomas] My telepathic powers
seem to be growing.



That's telekinesis,
not telepathy.

-[lasers firing]
-[screaming]

[gunfire]

The only reason you came
on this little adventure

was because I promised you
information about your parents.

You used me to get
what you wanted.

Wait...

Help!

You saw something.

The planet, our home,
is dying.

We ignored the warnings.

We gave in to greed.

Now we must leave.

For future generations,
we need to let...



Yeah, I'm watching her
right now,

and I'm telling you,
it smells like running away.

That's why I'll win.

[footsteps approaching]

Liu's opponent,

industrialist and tech
entrepreneur Nelson Fisk,

also spoke to us.

You know,
it's scientifically
proved, you know?

She's running away
from the Earth,

and we have to save the Earth.

She's a science nerd.

They wants sizzle, not steak.

Her Migration plan
will be dead on arrival

once I give my proposal.

...can't just run away.

We can and we will
make the Earth great again.

Yeah, if you think
that's passion,

wait for the final speech.

Got to go. Duty calls.

Very important meeting.

Okay, honey, bedroom's
right over there.

Make yourself comfortable.

You?

I know you, you're...

Okay, guys, guys!
Get in here!

[grunts]

[yelps]

[panting]

[yelling]

I'm one
of the great scientists.

Not a lot of people know that.

I'm one of the great
scientists, I'm telling you.

You know, making spaceships...

[gunshot]

[gasps]

I'm trying to save the world.

I ask you, who could be
against that?

[grunting, panting]

Please...

just let me say one thing.

No.

No!

-[gasps]
-[Ellison] Today's lesson
is about...

-Nice of you to join us.
-[Ellison] ...one of the most
important events in history.

The Great Migration of 2047.

In 2039, we had devastated
our home.

Now, it was decided
our only hope

was for much of humanity
to journey to the stars

and wait for Mother Earth
to recover.

But another plan
was almost presented...

Are you okay?

[whispers]
I just had the strangest dream.

In class?

It's not that boring.

I dreamt I killed a man.

[Ellison] There was a man
who was hailed as a genius,

a hero,

perhaps even our savior by some.

But before he
could unveil his plan,

he was tragically assassinated.

His name was Nelson Fisk.

Now what's wrong?

Nelson Fisk.

That's him.

That's the man I killed.

Ah, Xander,
thank you for joining us
on such short notice.

I want you to meet my mentor

who first recruited me
into the CIS.

Prescott Fleming needs
no introduction, professor.

It's an honor, sir.

If half of what Donovan tells me
about you is true,

the honor is entirely mine.

[Osborn] This is Prescott's
better half, Maya.

Well, I know
when it's time to leave.

Leave you to your work.

Lovely to meet you, Mr. Duvall.

He wouldn't tell you this,

but Donovan values
your work greatly.

So don't let him
convince you otherwise.

[door opens]

I asked Professor Osborn
to summon you here today.

I have questions...

and concerns.

Some of us at CIS

are worried about certain
emotional attachments

you may have.

I've been doing my job.
My duty.

Of course you have.

And we expect you
to keep on doing your job.

Nothing more, nothing less.

You can count on me, sir.

So let me ask you,

when the Zatarian arrived
at New Portland with the girl,

why was he allowed access
to a classified CIS facility?

He saved my life.

And Jax's.

Well, if the Zatarians
didn't know

about portal technology before,

well, you can be assured
they do now.

Are you actually accusing me
of working with the Zatarians

to undermine EarthCom security?

Well, are you?

All right, enough.

There is nothing the CIS
needs to worry about

when it comes
to Mr. Duvall's loyalties.

I'll vouch for that.

That is all, Xander.

You may go.

You're too hard on him.

Oh, do stop treating him
like a son.

He allowed the Zatarian
to leave New Portland alive

Tereshkova.

Mr. Duvall is not a cold-blooded
assassin, Prescott.

Nobody's perfect.

Obviously, I share
your concerns about Ralen

as much as your belief
that he is here

to obtain intelligence
on Pandora for the Zatarians.

So why are you really here,
Prescott?

Parallax.

Harlan Fried now seems
to have inexplicable access

to everything we do
at CIS as well.

Inexplicable access?

Unless there's a mole
inside the organization.

Precisely.

[Atria]
We should try one more time.

We'll get it.
We're going to get it.

Just keep at it, okay?
Have another drink.

[sighs]

Ready?

I think you need
to close your eyes.

Deep breaths.

[exhales]

Okay, that's all I've got.

I'm sorry,
the rest is all you.

Just, you know, focus.

Hard.

Okay, maybe you're not
there yet.

Sometimes it just
takes a sec--

Oh, hold that thought.

No, literally,
keep thinking it.

[squeals]

Oh! Oh, sorry.

Sorry, I think I broke
his concentration.

[sighs]

Oh, boy, did the temperature
just drop way down

to arctic cold or what?

More like Pluto.

Clearly, he's still upset

over what went down
with his dad.

I thought after what happened
with Pilar,

he'd give me another chance.

He will, just give him time.

No, but he's right, Atria.

When I encouraged him
to talk to his dad and Tierney,

I did it for myself
and not him.

Maybe I don't deserve
Thomas's friendship.

You were there for me
when I needed you the most.

And Pilar.

You're a good person
who suffered a horrible loss.

He's probably just hurt

that you didn't feel you
could confide in him.

So you said
you had a problem.

I can't even explain it.

I guess I should be
used to that by now.

Perhaps you should tell us
what's going on.

I had this weird dream
in class the other day,

and it really freaked me out.

I had a dream I killed someone.

His name was Nelson Fisk.

Nelson Fisk?

Well, he died
over 150 years ago,

so I'd say you've got
a pretty great alibi.

[Ralen] You are making
a humorous retort,

but on Zatar,
we believe strongly

in the existence
of past lives.

That is exactly
what it felt like.

It was so real.

It wasn't like a dream at all.
More like a memory.

It's certainly possible
that's what you experienced.

Is there a way
that Zatarians can access

these repressed memories?

There is a ritual

which allows us to transport
our minds to days long past.

But it's dangerous.

You can get lost there.

If the ritual goes wrong

or is used incorrectly,

it can lead to madness.

Okay, so that's a hard pass.

When can we begin?

[electronic female voice]
Ralen.

What is with all the candles?

We thought it would help.

It will not.

Although you do need
to remove all your garments.

That is, of course,
not part of the ritual.

However, it is very warm in here
from all these candles.

Is Jax supposed to--?

It tastes better than it looks.

What's that?

From the lady.

Should I be jealous?

[sighs]

That wasn't necessary.

You looked like
you could use one.

You think Donovan and my husband
were too hard on you.

I've loved Prescott
since I was 19,

and even now I still
have to leave the room

when CIS business comes up.

I've gotten really good
at graceful exits

-over the years.
-[both chuckle]

Marriage isn't easy for men
like my husband, nor Donovan.

He isn't married.

But he was.

I see he never told you.

Men like Osborn like to keep
their lives in compartments.

They never tell anyone
everything.

But it doesn't mean
he doesn't trust you.

You just need to know that,
no matter how hard it is now,

one day, you will feel
very at home in their world.

If that is what you wish.

End of pep talk.

But my advice isn't free,

so why don't you buy me
a drink or two?

Or three? [laughing]

[coughs]

[sighs]

[Ralen] No, no, no, no.

No touching allowed.

[speaking foreign language]

[continues in foreign language]

[distant scream]

[indistinct chattering]

Fisk is co-opting
the narrative.

He looks strong.
We look weak.

The people see him
as standing and fighting,

while we look like
we're running away.

We're just trying to give Earth
a chance to recover without us.

It's the only responsible plan.

[Ralen chanting
in foreign language]

I asked you to stay behind

because I have a special
assignment for you.

-If you're up to it.
-Of course.

I need you to spy on Fisk
and his campaign.

There's something about his plan
that doesn't remotely add up.

Something is wrong
with the science,

but I can't figure out what.

And right now
we need an advantage.

[Ralen continues chanting
in foreign language]

-Is she supposed--?
-Shh!

[chanting continues]

[elevator dings]

[inaudible]

It's always nice
to meet a counterpart.

You're with the Liu contingent,
aren't you?

So we can't be friends?

[laughs]

I mean, yes.

Sure, we can.

[laughs]

-I'm Jacqueline.
-Harlan.

Harlan Fried.

[gasps]

What happened?

I don't know.

I'm not sure,
but it felt so real.

Almost like I was
actually there 150 years ago.

[Ralen] You must concentrate.

The memory is inside you.

But the more painful it is,

the harder it is to access.

I met someone.

Who?

It was Harlan Fried.

He was actually really hot.

Okay, now I know
you were only dreaming.

We need to access
some files.

Everything you have
on Nelson Fisk

and the London Climate
Conference of 2039.

Uh-huh.

Must be that time of year
when Professor Pevney's

teaching about
the Migration, huh?

-[Jax] Mm-hmm.
-Great professor, isn't he?

Absolutely.

These files are old.

I don't even have
a data file for them.

They only exist
as hard copies on paper.

We'll take that then.

All right.

[electronic female voice]
Access denied.

Sorry, that's
not gonna be possible.

Not possible? Why not?

-Access is restricted.
-On whose authority?

By order of...

Professor Donovan Osborn.

Thank you.

[Osborn] The idea was always
to bury these files...

Sorry, dear. I have no idea,

but Donovan wants you to go in.

[Fleming] Well, we can't
bloody well do that now, can we?

Do yourself a favor. Say no.

Tell him this is no job

for a young man of conscience
like yourself.

Mr. Fleming seems upset.

With good reason.
We have a traitor in our midst.

Earlier today, a file request
was made at the Academy library.

Certain sensitive files
were requested

by my niece, of all people.

Don't worry, for once this
is not about Jacqueline.

Somebody in the library
contacted a mole inside CIS,

and now Harlan Fried
knows about the files.

Fried was never
supposed to know.

I told Prescott I wanted you
to look into it.

He wasn't very keen
on that idea, I imagine.

He doesn't trust you.

But I do,
and that's all that matters.

We need to find that mole.

Be careful.

Whoever this person is

will stop at nothing
to keep their identity a secret.

[chanting in foreign language]

[gasps]

Jax? Jax?

Don't. Stop. If you bring her
out of it the wrong way,

she can become lost and never
find her way back to us again.

I should never have let her
do this in the first place.

It's not as though you
or anyone else could stop her.

Once Jax makes up her mind--

I know, I know.

But you can't let her continue.

When she gets out,
you have to stop.

[gasping]

I'm trying to save the world.

Who could be against that?

No!

[gasps]

This must not continue anymore.

We still don't know
what happened.

Nelson Fisk tried
to save the world

from environmental calamity,
and I killed him.

No.

That was 150 years ago.

It could not have been you.

You're the one who told me
past lives are real.

And I know with every fiber
in my being that I did it.

Okay.

This is all too dangerous.

You can become lost in the past
and never able to escape.

This must end. Now.

I can handle it.

Give me the elixir.

-I will not.
-[screams]

[pants, sobs]

Don't feel sorry for me.
You're making it worse.

I'm not. I don't...

[sighs]

I'm guessing you had another
headache in class today.

A headache I could handle.

Hearing the thoughts of every
single student sitting near me,

that's worse.

Some of these guys,
you don't even want to know

what's going
through their heads.

Judging by the things they say,

I doubt their thoughts
are worth hearing.

We can get through this,
Thomas.

Together.

You know...

you're the only one
I can talk to.

You're scared. I get it.

It's scary to be special.

Different.

Even though that's all
I've ever really wanted.

You are special.

And I...

You what?

I love you.

Commander, we require your help.

I'm afraid now's really
not a good time, Ralen.

Xander, I need your help.

I need you to talk
to my uncle for me.

Yeah? Why can't you
talk to him?

What are you doing?
Is there something in your eye?

What, um...?

What do you need me
to ask the professor about?

Some files at the library.

He had them sealed, and I need
to know what's in them.

I need you to get them.

I'm... I'm sorry, but I can't.

Jax is asking for your help.

Yeah, I get that, Ralen,
but you have my answer.

[Ralen] Does what she's suffered
mean nothing to you?

She is in pain even now,
and you can help.

I don't need you to tell me
what Jax needs.

Are you two
going to fight over Jax?

-This is exciting.
-Enough. This isn't helping.

Xander, I can't explain it,

and you wouldn't believe me
if I tried,

but I have to know
what's in those files.

I have to go.

[Ralen]
That was most uncharacteristic
of Commander Duvall.

If you mean he acted like
a total scum weasel, I agree.

What was all that
about anyway, Jax?

You okay?

What was all that
about anyway, Jax?
-I'm fine.

What was all that
about anyway, Jax?

You okay? You okay?

[gasps]

What is wrong with her?

[Ralen]
I believe it is the guilt.

The ritual has given her
many more questions.

No answers.

So how do we help?

She saved me
when my bio-organics

were hijacked by Sarika.

Now I will save her.

Jax, we're trying again
one more time.

Going back to find out
what happened.

Okay?

[gasps, groans]

[shivering]

I have to warn you,

doing this again
so soon--

We know. Dangerous.

I don't have a choice.

I feel like
I'm losing my mind.

In a way, you are.

You're getting lost
in your own past,

or at least some version of it.

If this is the only way,
I have to try.

Regardless, this is
the last of the elixir.

You can't get more?

Not unless I go back to Zatar.

Even then, it's very hard
to come by.

Only the most royal houses--

You're from a royal house?

Maybe I've been
too hard on you, Ralen.

Suffice it to say,

this will be our final attempt.

[Ralen whispering chant
in foreign language]

Working hard as always,
I see.

Can I tell you a secret?

Nelson watches Elena's speeches,

like, obsessively.

He thinks she's got
a great speechwriter.

You do have a way with words.

I have a way
with a lot of things.

[Ralen continues chanting]

What just happened?

[Ralen] I do not know,

but she seems quite content.

[whimpers]

It appears she's in
a great deal of pain.

Yeah, I'm not sure
that's pain.

[gunfire]

Damn!

Come quick!

[gasps]

There's some kind of wild
firefight going on outside!

[gasping, panting]

School project?

What? What's wrong?

What did I do?

[sighs]

[gunfire]

[screams]

[grunts]

[panting]

Stop!

Now you tell me
who you work for!

You tell me now, or I'll let
the telepaths get it out!

Fleming! I work with Fleming!

[panting]

The answer is no.

I haven't even--

You don't have to. He can...

Well, you know.

That's why I need his help.

Jax, don't ask.

I wouldn't be asking
if it wasn't important,

if Thomas wasn't my only hope.

No matter how quietly
you talk...

[Jax] I know.

I'm sorry, I know I have
no right to ask you for help.

But I also have no choice.

After everything
that's happened...

I know. I'm sorry.

But if you can read minds,
then you know that already.

Even I can see how badly
she needs you,

and I can't read minds.

You know how many inexplicable
things have happened to me,

from suddenly being able
to read alien tongue

to not being infected

by a deadly genetically
engineered pathogen.

But what does it all mean?

I think these experiences
have unlocked something in me.

Memories from over
a hundred years ago.

I don't understand, Jax.

I don't understand either.

But I'm pretty sure
I killed someone,

and I don't think that man
deserved to die.

And I need to know why...

before I lose my mind.

[footsteps approaching]

What is going on?

Why did Donovan call me
at this ungodly time of night?

This way, Prescott, please.

What's the bloody
meaning of this?

How dare you?

Relax. We just need to talk.

And why is Mr. Duvall
holding a pistol on me?

In case you take
the news badly.

What the hell
are you talking about?

This is ridiculous.

Do you remember my wife?

Your wife?
Yes, of course I do.

Do you remember
what happened to her?

She was shot.

They never caught
the enemy agent who killed her.

I killed her.

When I found out
she was the enemy agent,

I killed her.

It was the hardest thing
I've ever had to do.

That is the pain
I am trying to spare you now.

What?

What are you...?

[gasps]

Maya?

Are you sure?

You were right, sir.

There is a mole in the CIS.

And I'm afraid it's your wife.

[sighs]

[sighs] Uh...

Kneel down, I guess.

I don't know. It's not like
I've done this before.

I heard that.

Oh, now you're just
showing off.

[sighs]

Relax, Jax.

You have to let me in.

Fisky is expecting me.

Liu's opponent,

industrialist and tech
entrepreneur Nelson Fisk,

also spoke to us.

You know,
it's scientifically
proved, you know?

She's running away
from the Earth...

She's a science nerd.
They want sizzle, not steak.

Her Migration plan
will be dead on arrival

once I give my proposal.

We can't just run away.

We can and we will
make the Earth great again.

If you think that's passion,
wait for the final speech.

You got to back Earth,
you got to back the people.

I got my young protégé, Fried,

to take care of Professor
Markovitz and Dr. Bechmann.

By the time anyone finds out
the CO2 scrubbers don't work,

we'll be rich and long gone
from this doomed planet.

Don't worry.

I don't know, maybe Liu's
"migration to the stars" plan

would have worked.
Who knows, but who cares?

You know, if they're lucky,

maybe she'll even
get a few ships off-world

before too many people die

when they realize our carbon
scrubbers are pure fantasy

and don't work.

Got to go. Duty calls.

Very important meeting.

Okay, honey, bedroom's
right over there.

Make yourself comfortable.

Guys! Guys! Get in here!

[grunts, yells]

[yelps]

[yells]

I'm one of the great
scientists.

Not a lot of people know that.

I'm one of the great
scientists, I'm telling you.

You know, making spaceships...

[gunshot]

[grunts]

I'm trying to save the world.

I ask you,
who could be against that?

[grunting, panting]

Please...

just let me say one thing.

No.

-[Fisk] No!
-[gunshot]

It was all a lie.

Fisk's plan to save the Earth,

it was just a scam.

He didn't care
about anything or anyone

other than making money.

The planet

and humanity
would have been doomed.

After the tragic murder
of Nelson Fisk,

his bold plan suddenly died
with him.

The only viable plan left
was the Great Migration.

Elena Liu successfully presented
her proposal in London.

It was adopted immediately
by governments around the world,

providing the foundation
for what would become

the Earth Confederacy.

And we ventured out
into the stars

in thousands of arc ships
across the galaxy,

setting up the colonies
and waited patiently

for Mother Earth
to heal herself.

Sir, what happened to the people
who were on Fisk's team?

Well, some of them disappeared
even before the Great Migration.

Some suspect they were murdered,
but we'll never know why.

There was one young man
you may have heard of, though.

Harlan Fried.

Indeed.

Now, Harlan Fried was,
as a young man,

one of Fisk's
most trusted advisors.

Yeah, okay, he was hot.

Which makes it even more odd

that, after being
the biggest advocate

for Fisk's proposal,

he quickly chose to endorse
Elena Liu's Great Migration plan

and abruptly left politics
to start Parallax Galactic,

the very same pangalactic
multinational we know today.

Now, many believe it was an act
of conscience on his part.

Others wonder if there was
more to the story than that.

Fisk's plan
wouldn't have worked.

I know that, and you know that.

But the rest of the world
still doesn't.

So what? His plan is as dead
as he is.

Only if I kill it.

We still have public opinion
with us.

So if you want me
to endorse your plan,

you need to make it
worth my while.

I have a company
I'm looking to start.

I need seed money from
the international grant money

you'll receive,
and I need ships.

You want money and spaceships

for disowning a plan
you know would never work.

Don't you realize
that billions of people will die

if Fisk's plan were implemented?

Oh, and I want a moon.

Io, in fact.

Jupiter still has
79 other moons,

so you shouldn't
miss it much.

So do we have a deal,
Miss Liu?

We have a deal.

Nice getting to know you, Jax.

Suffice it to say,

I truly enjoyed
our time together.

I wish I could say the same.

Oh, don't worry.

I'm sure we'll see each other
again in the future.

You okay?

You didn't kill anyone else,
I hope?

No.

But I need to find out
what else my uncle is hiding

about Harlan Fried.

And me.

Uncle, are you home?

Xander, I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to wake you.

I'm looking for my uncle.

Well, the professor had to leave
unexpectedly on business.

Anything I can help you with?

I think there's something
strange going on with me,

and my uncle knows more
than he's telling me.

What makes you say that?

[woman] Xander, where are you?

Jax, I'm so sorry.
I didn't know you were here.

Is everything all right?

I was just looking
for my uncle.

I didn't mean to wake you.

I have to go. Good night.

[woman] It must be
very important for you
to come here, Donovan.

It is.

I need your help.