Pandora (2019–…): Season 2, Episode 1 - Things Have Changed - full transcript
I have searched most of the ship
and I found nothing.
There is a deceased Protector
alien body frozen
from when the vessel
lost life support.
I am now preparing to enter
what appears to be the main
reactor room at the stem of the ship.
Without power,
it's difficult to make my way
through the sealed bulkheads.
I'm in.
Huh.
I... I appear to have found it.
It's a glowing, green substance.
Some kind of... plasma energy.
Retrieving a sample now.
It's beautiful.
I have a specimen,
and I'm returning home.
I so can't see you in tights.
Well, in my undergrad
days, Professor Pevney
tried to cast me as Puck
Midsummer Night's Dream.
Fortunately, we ended up
instead.
Much more dignified.
No tights?
No tights.
Hold on. Check your six.
Copy that.
I've got eyes on the courier.
We don't move on him
until Tierney arrives.
Copy that.
Have you made
the credits transfer?
Wow.
No... idle chit-chat?
Not even going to buy me
a drink first?
Good thing this isn't a date.
Fine.
Do you have the package?
It's somewhere safe.
But I'm not
going to tell you where
until I have proof of funds.
You're not the trusting type,
are you?
Would you be?
Touché.
First, I need to verify
that you really found it.
Well done.
I hope it's not too late
for someone else
to get in on the action.
Jax, what exactly are you doing?
This isn't part of the plan.
Oh, Jax, once again, you appear
with the tedious inevitability
of an unloved relative.
You still remember me
after all these months.
I'm touched. Whatever
she's paying, we'll double it.
And who exactly is "we"?
She's with the Earth Confederacy
Intelligence Services.
And they're not looking for you.
They're looking for me.
Well, it doesn't matter. I'm not
selling anything to EarthCom.
And you... have
no authority here, Earther.
Technically, I have
no authority anywhere.
But what I do have
is 12 heavily armed soldiers
with a target lock
on you right now.
You really have 12 armed
soldiers in the crowd?
Try me.
Mom?
I'm on Tierney.
Jax, stay with the courier!
I'm following into
the ore processing plant.
Mom?
Jax, she activated a portal,
and she got away.
Jax!
Jax, do you copy?!
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah.
Lose the weapon.
You should have never
come here, Earther.
The Outer Rim is a dangerous
place for little girls.
I'm just looking for Tierney.
That's it.
Well, I tell you what,
you must be worth something.
Why don't we send you to her...
in a box.
You have no idea
how ironic that is.
Duck!
Whoo! Better than sex.
I wouldn't get carried away.
What do you say we get out
of here while we still can?
- In a minute.
- Shut up.
You're not taking one of my men
back to Earth.
We're tired of EarthCom calling
all the shots around here.
It's time you start
listening to us for a change.
No freedom, no ore!
No freedom, no ore!
No freedom, no ore!
No freedom, no ore!
You can't shoot us all.
No? He can.
Never mess with a Zatarian.
Well, that was fun.
Yeah, thanks for
the assist, Ralen.
My pleasure.
I hope it was worth it.
I should say so. It's given us
our first real lead on Tierney
and the other Pandora.
This is ECOM-0102,
requesting immediate clearance
for docking.
Docking clearance granted.
Welcome back, Captain Duvall.
Ooh. Never get tired
of hearing that.
We know.
CIS gave you
a beautiful ship though,
I'll give you that.
Yeah.
She's alright.
Enter.
Welcome, Captain Duvall.
- Hey.
- Hi.
Thinking about your mother?
I thought I saw a ghost today.
A ghost?
My mother, just standing
in the middle of the market.
That's impossible, right?
Eve died over a year ago now.
I feel like I'm going crazy.
First, my ex-boyfriend,
who I thought was dead,
shows up alive
and won't even talk to me.
And now I'm seeing visions
of my dead mother.
After what happened with Greg,
it's not surprising you'd be thinking
about other traumatic
losses in your life.
Okay, now you sound more like
my shrink than my boyfriend.
Well, maybe it's time
that you saw one.
Oh, yeah?
No, I mean, you're going
through a lot right now.
And suddenly being thrust
into a life as a CIS operative
definitely isn't helping.
What do I tell them exactly?
That I'm a mythical Pandora,
- who was sent here by a powerful race...
- Okay.
...uh, to judge whether or not
the universe is worthy of survival...
Yeah, I get it. You probably
shouldn't tell them about the other Jax
running around the galaxy
trying to kill you either,
or they might lock you up.
I'm so happy
I have you to talk to.
Yeah.
You can talk to me
about anything.
I know. I know.
Hmm. Um,
we're gonna arrive at Earth
in about three hours,
and I need to debrief the CIS
as soon as we make orbit.
That should be just enough time.
For what?
For you to debrief me first.
Mmm.
Is that an order, cadet?
You bet your ass it is.
Jax.
Xander?
Jax...
Mom?
Jax...
Jax.
Jax.
Jax.
Jax.
Bad dream?
Been having a lot
of those lately.
Do you think it's possible
I'll become like her?
Like who?
The other Pandora.
I guess she just
lost her faith, but...
Well, she's not you.
Come on. I know you, Jax.
You're never gonna lose
your faith in anyone.
...I think
that's part of who you are.
I don't even know who I am.
I mean, first I thought
I was human,
and then I find out
that I'm not.
I'm just... a mutt.
A combination of DNA from
five different alien races,
sent here to judge the universe.
I don't think we ever
feel like we're ready.
Like when I was promoted.
I was made captain. Dauntless,
and I didn't really think that I
was ready for the big chair either.
And I still don't.
But, you know, you carry on,
you do your best, and...
your best just
has to be good enough.
Thank you.
Captain on the bridge.
Approaching Earth, Captain.
Right where we left her.
Request permission to dock with
the Pearl from the EarthCom control.
This is EarthCom control.
ECOM-X201, permission granted.
Engage docking thrusters.
Engaging docking
thrusters and pressurizing seal.
I'm
receiving a message from Admiral.
Yourself and Cadet Zhou need
to report in immediately.
Better tell the Admiral
that we're on our way.
You're nervous, aren't you?
Nervous? Me?
- Never.
- Mmm.
Mmm.
Liar.
Captain Duvall, Cadet Zhou,
welcome home.
So good to have you both
back on Earth safe and sound.
And even though
Tierney got away,
you brought company,
I understand.
Yes, the... the courier
that was connected to Tierney.
He hasn't told us
where she went yet,
but we'll see what
we can do to persuade him.
Very good.
Can I offer you some tea?
I have Green Tea,
English Breakfast,
Mandarin and Zatarian Mint.
No, thank you.
Not for me, Admiral, thank you.
I'll have some, uh,
Earl Gray, please.
Green Tea, English Breakfast,
Mandarin or Zatarian Mint.
Zatarian Mint, please.
Excellent choice.
So, tell me about
this courier of yours.
Well, he has something valuable
that he wants
to sell to Tierney.
The name that he gave us
was an alias.
It turns out that
he's really Zed Malthe.
He works for a salvage company
based on Ipcress 5.
No love for EarthCom
out there on the Rim.
Yeah, no kidding.
We got a chilly reception
from the locals there.
If Ralen hadn't arrived,
I think we might still
be stuck on that rock.
With the destruction
of most of our fleet,
EarthCom is spread thin
across the quadrant.
They feel abandoned,
but they will realize that
they still need EarthCom
- out there on the frontier to survive.
- Thank you.
So, tell me, do we know what this
courier was trying to sell Tierney?
No, not yet,
but you can bet
if Tierney wants it,
it's dangerous.
And this is the first real lead
we've had in months.
Xander, I need you to find out
everything he knows.
What he's selling her.
Where we can find it...
and her.
Anything else?
Just report back to me
as soon as you know more.
Oh.
Then, until later, Cadet Zhou.
Captain Duvall is smart,
handsome,
has a good head
on his shoulders.
He's a very fine officer.
I hope you understand
why I don't want you two dating.
That man has to make life and
death decisions every day.
- If he's thinking about you instead of the mission...
- I get it.
I hope so.
Your personal lives
are your own.
I can't tell you what to do.
But if you are going
to continue working together,
I need to know I can count on
you both to make smart choices.
Is that all, Admiral?
Tell me, how's school?
School? Uh...
with the recent CIS ops,
I fear that my grades may be
taking some serious slicer fire.
I'm sorry.
I know how much
your education means to you
and classes are an important cover
for everything you've been doing for us.
I just hope that once we find Tierney,
I can get back to my studies.
I want nothing more than
to lead a normal life again.
Trust me when I say this,
Cadet Zhou...
Jacqueline,
that's what I want for you too.
Mind if I join you, Ralen?
Please, Professor Osborn,
of course.
I didn't see you
or Jacqueline in class today.
I will be sure to complete all of the
outstanding assignments that I missed.
Rubbish. You know
I care a wit about that.
What I do care about is what mission
Meredith Lucas has tasked you with.
You realize I cannot discuss
classified CIS activities with you.
She's not up for this, Ralen.
Confidence without expertise
can be a dangerous thing.
Some would say that
over-confidence with expertise
can also be a dangerous thing.
Well, I admit, I'm...
I'm out in the cold right now.
They even revoked
my security clearance.
Lucas doesn't trust my judgment,
and I sure as hell
don't trust hers.
I'm truly sorry.
You are an extraordinary
intelligence operative.
Have you not tried to discuss
any of this with her?
Her antipathy
towards me is personal.
She can't see past her disdain
for me. Never could.
This sounds,
how do you humans put it...
"juicy".
It's not important.
What is important
is we can't leave
the fate of the universe
in the hands of bureaucrats.
If you need convincing
she's not up for this job,
take a look at the person
she does trust.
They say he has reformed.
That after the attack on Earth,
we must all work together
for the common good.
Do you really believe
Harlan Fried's seen the light
and is on the side
of the angels?
If Meredith Lucas does,
it does make you question
her judgment, doesn't it?
Before you go, Meredith,
I have a present for you.
- What is it?
- Open it.
Isn't it enough that Parallax
has already given CIS a real one?
Well, you've given me
plenty of gifts as well.
Exonerating me from the
destruction Tereshkova
and arresting my traitorous
daughter, Regan, for the crime,
was more than enough
to ensure my enduring fealty.
But, I thought you might
want this for your new office,
now that you've disposed of all
of Osborn's vulgar trappings.
That's very kind.
Thank you, Harlan.
Now, I understand
you may have a line
on my other daughter, Tierney.
Even if we did "have a line"
on Tierney, as you say,
you know I can't possibly share
with you any confidential information.
Well, I just want to see her
pay for her crimes.
What I can tell you...
is that we're getting
closer to finding her.
And when we do
have her in custody,
I will certainly let you know.
Well then, enjoy the ship.
Both of them.
Welcome home, Jax.
Well, well,
look who's finally back.
- Earth to Jax.
- No.
Come in Jax.
What, Zazie?
- Study group.
- Study group?
You're kidding.
You're not kidding.
I hope you don't mind,
but I invited someone new
to study group.
He's super smart.
You'll like him.
You like him.
Well... yeah,
but you'll like him too.
Just not in the, uh,
"smoldering eyes, I wanna
jump his bones" way I do.
Plus, with you and Ralen
gone so much,
I feel like it would
be great if we could have
someone else we could...
- Rely on.
- I wasn't gonna put it like that,
but... kinda.
Okay. Let me just take a shower.
Oh, no, no, no.
There's no time. He's meeting
us in five. We gotta skiddle.
- Ah, Professor Shral.
- Ah, right, Jax.
Hey, Prof. What's going on?
The Professor was just
telling me how the university
has finally found a compatible,
new roommate for me.
So much for those
late nights with Matta.
Thin walls.
- Who is it?
- Yeah, anyone we know?
Well, as a matter of fact,
you do. Here he comes now.
- Jett.
- Jett?
- Jett?!
- Hey, guys.
No. No, no, no.
There is now way that I'm
sharing my personal domicile
varvook beshed.
I thought he was expelled from
Fleet Training Academy last year?
He was suspended.
But he's willing to make amends
and I think that sharing
a dormitory with Ralen
is an excellent way to start.
Uh... this is my friend
that I was telling you about for study
group. How do y'all know each other?
Look, can't we just start over?
Start over?
You put holo nudes
of my freshman roommate
all over the datastream,
and you want to "start over"?
Oh. That's how
you know each other.
Look, I know, and I'm sorry.
Completely and utterly
and... indubitably?
Mr. Annamali has satisfied me
that he warrants
a second chance.
One second chance.
That said, Ralen,
if you're uncomfortable
with this arrangement,
you can say no.
Look man,
I know I screwed up...
big-time.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
But I want to make things right.
Come on.
Give him a chance, Ralen.
Please?
Fine.
I will, as you say,
give him a chance.
A very brief one.
Whoa!
So, friends?
We shall see.
I want an attorney.
Well, I always wanted a pony.
But we don't always
get what we want, do we?
You can't keep me here
forever, you know.
Oh, you'd be surprised
what I can do.
After all, you're not even
a citizen of the Confederacy.
You're no one.
Even the name
you gave me was a fake.
Only because of
my past involvement
in the Bellum Batonianum.
- Which is illegal.
- Right. Well, this is hardly about
your secessionist activities
against Earth
from back in the day.
This is about your aiding
of a dangerous fugitive from
justice in the here and now.
I told you, I don't know
this Tierney.
She contracted me through an
encrypted message on the datastream.
Contracted you
to do what, exactly?
Well, I know that you have
a low-level security clearance
with EarthCom,
that you got after your involvement
in the clean-up operations
after the attack
on Earth last year.
Yeah. I'm a garbage man.
- Sue me.
- Hmm.
Interesting work,
is it? Salvage?
Not really, no.
Okay, well, let's go through this
from the beginning one more time.
You work for a salvage company,
which is how you had access
to an EarthCom battlecruiser,
and why Tierney hired you
in the first place.
But what piece of tech
aboard a battlecruiser
is so important
that Tierney
couldn't get any other way?
All she had to do
was open up a portal...
Clearly, you have this all
figured out, so you tell me.
Huh?
If you're so smart,
how do I got aboard
a battlecruiser
with only Level 2 clearance?
So, not an EarthCom
battlecruiser, then.
An alien ship.
A Protector ship.
Oh...
Well, Tierney wouldn't risk
making the jump to a vessel
whose configuration and
atmosphere she didn't know.
Let alone bringing
something dangerous
back through the portal that
could blow up in her face.
That...
That makes sense.
That's quite a story.
Except, you have
no way to prove it.
Captain...
anything happens to me...
and you'll answer to Bey Tuhran.
The terrorist?
The freedom fighter.
Agree to disagree.
You know we have
surveillance on those ships?
And that if I'm able to link you
to an illegal salvage operation
involving dangerous alien tech,
then not even Berman Livingston
will be able to get you out of
prison for the next 100 years.
So, you have a choice.
You can either go back
to Ipcress in a few days,
no harm done, or you can
spend the rest of your life
in an Earth prison colony.
What's it gonna be?
I would really like to go
on this mission, Admiral.
You're too valuable for
a smash-and-grab operation.
This is a job for
EarthCom Special Forces.
- I appreciate that, but...
- Xander's got this.
Thanks to him, we know where the
hand-off with Tierney is going to be.
- But still, if...
- We need a blunt instrument on this op, not a scalpel.
Is that the only reason?
I think you know.
Do I?
I warned you.
I believe your relationship can
and will compromise his judgment.
And so does he.
Xander said that?
- There is no way that Xander...
- That is all, Cadet Zhou.
You're excused.
I have missed you, my wife.
I have missed you
as well, my husband.
Are you going to tell me
where you've been?
Mmm. I can tell you,
but I do not know that
you will like the answer.
I hope you did not
go back to Zatar
after our banishment
by my father.
I will not beg
for his forgiveness.
No. Of course not.
I just think that
since we cannot go home,
and Earth is
an alien planet to us,
perhaps we should find somewhere
where we can make a new home.
Would it not be better
to start over?
To make new memories somewhere
as a proper husband and wife?
Hmm?
Perhaps you are right.
Am I interrupting something?
No, Jett.
You are not.
Because it, uh,
really feels like I am.
I am Matta of the House of Ral.
I am she who is his wife.
And you must be... Jett.
Indeed I am, pretty lady.
This is, uh,
Felicia and, uh, Stephen.
Yeah. They were just leaving.
Weren't you,
Felicia and Stephen?
So, uh,
I bet you have some stories
about my, uh,
my boy Ralen here, huh?
Indeed I do.
It was a... pleasure
- to make
your acquaintance, Jett.
- Really?
No.
Sorry, man.
I'm just gonna...
This is going to be
a very long semester.
Approaching the
coordinates of the freighter.
Slowing down to sub-light
and will attempt to lock on.
Delta Squad, form on me.
We're cutting through the bulkheads
now and entering the freighter.
So far, so good.
This is
an unmanned cargo vessel.
Initiating life support.
There are no signs of life.
As of yet, the whole ship
appears to be
completely automated.
Captain?
Heading for cargo bay five now.
Alright, boys. Looks like
we found what we're looking for.
Let's get packed up
and get back to the Pearl.
Oh, my God, Jax. Is that...
My mother.
She's alive.
Welcome home, Zazie.
Jett? What are you doing
in my room at midnight?
I, um...
I wanted to thank you.
- For what?
- Well, you had my back earlier
with Ralen and Jax,
and, uh, I... I appreciate that.
Doesn't happen much.
Sure. Okay. You're welcome.
But... you could've
told me that after class.
I'm not sure
how you got in here,
but let's make sure
it doesn't happen again
unless I invite you first.
No problem.
And, um...
how about we just, uh,
keep all this
between the two of us, okay?
I'd like to believe
that I can trust you.
It can be very lonely
being so far from home,
and I don't have many friends
here at the Academy.
I was just hoping that you
could still be one of them.
I mean... you know I can, babe...
Whoa! Okay, whoa!
That is not what I meant.
That is not happening.
What happened between us
the other night,
that's never happening again.
Okay, uh...
Yeah, I... I get it.
That's... that's cool.
- Friends?
- Friends.
Right.
Starting tomorrow.
Did you have any idea your
mother was among the living?
No! I thought she died in
New Portland with everyone else.
And your uncle? What about him?
He couldn't have known.
I'm sure of it.
Unlike him,
I can trust you, Jacqueline...
can't I?
Of course.
You have no idea what that is.
Oh, and you do?
You need to put it down very
carefully, and hand it to me.
Yeah, I'm sorry.
That's not happening...
Eve.
Oh. You know who I am?
Well, then you know I'm
a scientist first and foremost,
and I know what
I'm talking about.
What I know is you're
working for Tierney,
and you let
your only daughter believe
you were dead for a year.
So you and your men will surrender
your weapons to me right now.
Okay, okay. I know you have no reason
to trust me, but you're gonna have to.
We want the same thing,
believe me...
- Xander. Delta team,
whatever you do, that weapon
cannot fall into Tierney's hands.
No!
Hold your fire!
We just lost Dobson
from the scope.
You really should
have listened to me.
Delta team, form on me.
We need to go... now!
Hull integrity compromised.
Go, go, go, go!
Come on!
Delta Team, do you copy?
Captain Duvall, come in.
Xander!
Connections to datastream lost.
Admiral Lucas?
Admiral Lucas, do you copy?
Admiral Lucas, come in?
We have to call a rescue team.
We've lost all contact.
There's no one
out there to rescue.
Jax?
Jax!
Xander's gone.
Let's go find your mother, Jax.
Welcome to Clayton's world.
These are the aliens
which attacked Earth.
They must be the foot soldiers
of the Ancients.
We are receiving
a universal distress call
from the Zatarian warship,
N'kantu.
I've seen this before.
I might have a moment to enjoy
the night before my wedding
with a beautiful girl who
doesn't want to kill me first.
- Is there anything I can do?
- Get me the hell out of here!
The destruction of this universe
has already begun.
We're leaving the Earth
for good.
Greg?
Yeah.
Kill, Ubu, kill!
Good fish.
and I found nothing.
There is a deceased Protector
alien body frozen
from when the vessel
lost life support.
I am now preparing to enter
what appears to be the main
reactor room at the stem of the ship.
Without power,
it's difficult to make my way
through the sealed bulkheads.
I'm in.
Huh.
I... I appear to have found it.
It's a glowing, green substance.
Some kind of... plasma energy.
Retrieving a sample now.
It's beautiful.
I have a specimen,
and I'm returning home.
I so can't see you in tights.
Well, in my undergrad
days, Professor Pevney
tried to cast me as Puck
Midsummer Night's Dream.
Fortunately, we ended up
instead.
Much more dignified.
No tights?
No tights.
Hold on. Check your six.
Copy that.
I've got eyes on the courier.
We don't move on him
until Tierney arrives.
Copy that.
Have you made
the credits transfer?
Wow.
No... idle chit-chat?
Not even going to buy me
a drink first?
Good thing this isn't a date.
Fine.
Do you have the package?
It's somewhere safe.
But I'm not
going to tell you where
until I have proof of funds.
You're not the trusting type,
are you?
Would you be?
Touché.
First, I need to verify
that you really found it.
Well done.
I hope it's not too late
for someone else
to get in on the action.
Jax, what exactly are you doing?
This isn't part of the plan.
Oh, Jax, once again, you appear
with the tedious inevitability
of an unloved relative.
You still remember me
after all these months.
I'm touched. Whatever
she's paying, we'll double it.
And who exactly is "we"?
She's with the Earth Confederacy
Intelligence Services.
And they're not looking for you.
They're looking for me.
Well, it doesn't matter. I'm not
selling anything to EarthCom.
And you... have
no authority here, Earther.
Technically, I have
no authority anywhere.
But what I do have
is 12 heavily armed soldiers
with a target lock
on you right now.
You really have 12 armed
soldiers in the crowd?
Try me.
Mom?
I'm on Tierney.
Jax, stay with the courier!
I'm following into
the ore processing plant.
Mom?
Jax, she activated a portal,
and she got away.
Jax!
Jax, do you copy?!
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah.
Lose the weapon.
You should have never
come here, Earther.
The Outer Rim is a dangerous
place for little girls.
I'm just looking for Tierney.
That's it.
Well, I tell you what,
you must be worth something.
Why don't we send you to her...
in a box.
You have no idea
how ironic that is.
Duck!
Whoo! Better than sex.
I wouldn't get carried away.
What do you say we get out
of here while we still can?
- In a minute.
- Shut up.
You're not taking one of my men
back to Earth.
We're tired of EarthCom calling
all the shots around here.
It's time you start
listening to us for a change.
No freedom, no ore!
No freedom, no ore!
No freedom, no ore!
No freedom, no ore!
You can't shoot us all.
No? He can.
Never mess with a Zatarian.
Well, that was fun.
Yeah, thanks for
the assist, Ralen.
My pleasure.
I hope it was worth it.
I should say so. It's given us
our first real lead on Tierney
and the other Pandora.
This is ECOM-0102,
requesting immediate clearance
for docking.
Docking clearance granted.
Welcome back, Captain Duvall.
Ooh. Never get tired
of hearing that.
We know.
CIS gave you
a beautiful ship though,
I'll give you that.
Yeah.
She's alright.
Enter.
Welcome, Captain Duvall.
- Hey.
- Hi.
Thinking about your mother?
I thought I saw a ghost today.
A ghost?
My mother, just standing
in the middle of the market.
That's impossible, right?
Eve died over a year ago now.
I feel like I'm going crazy.
First, my ex-boyfriend,
who I thought was dead,
shows up alive
and won't even talk to me.
And now I'm seeing visions
of my dead mother.
After what happened with Greg,
it's not surprising you'd be thinking
about other traumatic
losses in your life.
Okay, now you sound more like
my shrink than my boyfriend.
Well, maybe it's time
that you saw one.
Oh, yeah?
No, I mean, you're going
through a lot right now.
And suddenly being thrust
into a life as a CIS operative
definitely isn't helping.
What do I tell them exactly?
That I'm a mythical Pandora,
- who was sent here by a powerful race...
- Okay.
...uh, to judge whether or not
the universe is worthy of survival...
Yeah, I get it. You probably
shouldn't tell them about the other Jax
running around the galaxy
trying to kill you either,
or they might lock you up.
I'm so happy
I have you to talk to.
Yeah.
You can talk to me
about anything.
I know. I know.
Hmm. Um,
we're gonna arrive at Earth
in about three hours,
and I need to debrief the CIS
as soon as we make orbit.
That should be just enough time.
For what?
For you to debrief me first.
Mmm.
Is that an order, cadet?
You bet your ass it is.
Jax.
Xander?
Jax...
Mom?
Jax...
Jax.
Jax.
Jax.
Jax.
Bad dream?
Been having a lot
of those lately.
Do you think it's possible
I'll become like her?
Like who?
The other Pandora.
I guess she just
lost her faith, but...
Well, she's not you.
Come on. I know you, Jax.
You're never gonna lose
your faith in anyone.
...I think
that's part of who you are.
I don't even know who I am.
I mean, first I thought
I was human,
and then I find out
that I'm not.
I'm just... a mutt.
A combination of DNA from
five different alien races,
sent here to judge the universe.
I don't think we ever
feel like we're ready.
Like when I was promoted.
I was made captain. Dauntless,
and I didn't really think that I
was ready for the big chair either.
And I still don't.
But, you know, you carry on,
you do your best, and...
your best just
has to be good enough.
Thank you.
Captain on the bridge.
Approaching Earth, Captain.
Right where we left her.
Request permission to dock with
the Pearl from the EarthCom control.
This is EarthCom control.
ECOM-X201, permission granted.
Engage docking thrusters.
Engaging docking
thrusters and pressurizing seal.
I'm
receiving a message from Admiral.
Yourself and Cadet Zhou need
to report in immediately.
Better tell the Admiral
that we're on our way.
You're nervous, aren't you?
Nervous? Me?
- Never.
- Mmm.
Mmm.
Liar.
Captain Duvall, Cadet Zhou,
welcome home.
So good to have you both
back on Earth safe and sound.
And even though
Tierney got away,
you brought company,
I understand.
Yes, the... the courier
that was connected to Tierney.
He hasn't told us
where she went yet,
but we'll see what
we can do to persuade him.
Very good.
Can I offer you some tea?
I have Green Tea,
English Breakfast,
Mandarin and Zatarian Mint.
No, thank you.
Not for me, Admiral, thank you.
I'll have some, uh,
Earl Gray, please.
Green Tea, English Breakfast,
Mandarin or Zatarian Mint.
Zatarian Mint, please.
Excellent choice.
So, tell me about
this courier of yours.
Well, he has something valuable
that he wants
to sell to Tierney.
The name that he gave us
was an alias.
It turns out that
he's really Zed Malthe.
He works for a salvage company
based on Ipcress 5.
No love for EarthCom
out there on the Rim.
Yeah, no kidding.
We got a chilly reception
from the locals there.
If Ralen hadn't arrived,
I think we might still
be stuck on that rock.
With the destruction
of most of our fleet,
EarthCom is spread thin
across the quadrant.
They feel abandoned,
but they will realize that
they still need EarthCom
- out there on the frontier to survive.
- Thank you.
So, tell me, do we know what this
courier was trying to sell Tierney?
No, not yet,
but you can bet
if Tierney wants it,
it's dangerous.
And this is the first real lead
we've had in months.
Xander, I need you to find out
everything he knows.
What he's selling her.
Where we can find it...
and her.
Anything else?
Just report back to me
as soon as you know more.
Oh.
Then, until later, Cadet Zhou.
Captain Duvall is smart,
handsome,
has a good head
on his shoulders.
He's a very fine officer.
I hope you understand
why I don't want you two dating.
That man has to make life and
death decisions every day.
- If he's thinking about you instead of the mission...
- I get it.
I hope so.
Your personal lives
are your own.
I can't tell you what to do.
But if you are going
to continue working together,
I need to know I can count on
you both to make smart choices.
Is that all, Admiral?
Tell me, how's school?
School? Uh...
with the recent CIS ops,
I fear that my grades may be
taking some serious slicer fire.
I'm sorry.
I know how much
your education means to you
and classes are an important cover
for everything you've been doing for us.
I just hope that once we find Tierney,
I can get back to my studies.
I want nothing more than
to lead a normal life again.
Trust me when I say this,
Cadet Zhou...
Jacqueline,
that's what I want for you too.
Mind if I join you, Ralen?
Please, Professor Osborn,
of course.
I didn't see you
or Jacqueline in class today.
I will be sure to complete all of the
outstanding assignments that I missed.
Rubbish. You know
I care a wit about that.
What I do care about is what mission
Meredith Lucas has tasked you with.
You realize I cannot discuss
classified CIS activities with you.
She's not up for this, Ralen.
Confidence without expertise
can be a dangerous thing.
Some would say that
over-confidence with expertise
can also be a dangerous thing.
Well, I admit, I'm...
I'm out in the cold right now.
They even revoked
my security clearance.
Lucas doesn't trust my judgment,
and I sure as hell
don't trust hers.
I'm truly sorry.
You are an extraordinary
intelligence operative.
Have you not tried to discuss
any of this with her?
Her antipathy
towards me is personal.
She can't see past her disdain
for me. Never could.
This sounds,
how do you humans put it...
"juicy".
It's not important.
What is important
is we can't leave
the fate of the universe
in the hands of bureaucrats.
If you need convincing
she's not up for this job,
take a look at the person
she does trust.
They say he has reformed.
That after the attack on Earth,
we must all work together
for the common good.
Do you really believe
Harlan Fried's seen the light
and is on the side
of the angels?
If Meredith Lucas does,
it does make you question
her judgment, doesn't it?
Before you go, Meredith,
I have a present for you.
- What is it?
- Open it.
Isn't it enough that Parallax
has already given CIS a real one?
Well, you've given me
plenty of gifts as well.
Exonerating me from the
destruction Tereshkova
and arresting my traitorous
daughter, Regan, for the crime,
was more than enough
to ensure my enduring fealty.
But, I thought you might
want this for your new office,
now that you've disposed of all
of Osborn's vulgar trappings.
That's very kind.
Thank you, Harlan.
Now, I understand
you may have a line
on my other daughter, Tierney.
Even if we did "have a line"
on Tierney, as you say,
you know I can't possibly share
with you any confidential information.
Well, I just want to see her
pay for her crimes.
What I can tell you...
is that we're getting
closer to finding her.
And when we do
have her in custody,
I will certainly let you know.
Well then, enjoy the ship.
Both of them.
Welcome home, Jax.
Well, well,
look who's finally back.
- Earth to Jax.
- No.
Come in Jax.
What, Zazie?
- Study group.
- Study group?
You're kidding.
You're not kidding.
I hope you don't mind,
but I invited someone new
to study group.
He's super smart.
You'll like him.
You like him.
Well... yeah,
but you'll like him too.
Just not in the, uh,
"smoldering eyes, I wanna
jump his bones" way I do.
Plus, with you and Ralen
gone so much,
I feel like it would
be great if we could have
someone else we could...
- Rely on.
- I wasn't gonna put it like that,
but... kinda.
Okay. Let me just take a shower.
Oh, no, no, no.
There's no time. He's meeting
us in five. We gotta skiddle.
- Ah, Professor Shral.
- Ah, right, Jax.
Hey, Prof. What's going on?
The Professor was just
telling me how the university
has finally found a compatible,
new roommate for me.
So much for those
late nights with Matta.
Thin walls.
- Who is it?
- Yeah, anyone we know?
Well, as a matter of fact,
you do. Here he comes now.
- Jett.
- Jett?
- Jett?!
- Hey, guys.
No. No, no, no.
There is now way that I'm
sharing my personal domicile
varvook beshed.
I thought he was expelled from
Fleet Training Academy last year?
He was suspended.
But he's willing to make amends
and I think that sharing
a dormitory with Ralen
is an excellent way to start.
Uh... this is my friend
that I was telling you about for study
group. How do y'all know each other?
Look, can't we just start over?
Start over?
You put holo nudes
of my freshman roommate
all over the datastream,
and you want to "start over"?
Oh. That's how
you know each other.
Look, I know, and I'm sorry.
Completely and utterly
and... indubitably?
Mr. Annamali has satisfied me
that he warrants
a second chance.
One second chance.
That said, Ralen,
if you're uncomfortable
with this arrangement,
you can say no.
Look man,
I know I screwed up...
big-time.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
But I want to make things right.
Come on.
Give him a chance, Ralen.
Please?
Fine.
I will, as you say,
give him a chance.
A very brief one.
Whoa!
So, friends?
We shall see.
I want an attorney.
Well, I always wanted a pony.
But we don't always
get what we want, do we?
You can't keep me here
forever, you know.
Oh, you'd be surprised
what I can do.
After all, you're not even
a citizen of the Confederacy.
You're no one.
Even the name
you gave me was a fake.
Only because of
my past involvement
in the Bellum Batonianum.
- Which is illegal.
- Right. Well, this is hardly about
your secessionist activities
against Earth
from back in the day.
This is about your aiding
of a dangerous fugitive from
justice in the here and now.
I told you, I don't know
this Tierney.
She contracted me through an
encrypted message on the datastream.
Contracted you
to do what, exactly?
Well, I know that you have
a low-level security clearance
with EarthCom,
that you got after your involvement
in the clean-up operations
after the attack
on Earth last year.
Yeah. I'm a garbage man.
- Sue me.
- Hmm.
Interesting work,
is it? Salvage?
Not really, no.
Okay, well, let's go through this
from the beginning one more time.
You work for a salvage company,
which is how you had access
to an EarthCom battlecruiser,
and why Tierney hired you
in the first place.
But what piece of tech
aboard a battlecruiser
is so important
that Tierney
couldn't get any other way?
All she had to do
was open up a portal...
Clearly, you have this all
figured out, so you tell me.
Huh?
If you're so smart,
how do I got aboard
a battlecruiser
with only Level 2 clearance?
So, not an EarthCom
battlecruiser, then.
An alien ship.
A Protector ship.
Oh...
Well, Tierney wouldn't risk
making the jump to a vessel
whose configuration and
atmosphere she didn't know.
Let alone bringing
something dangerous
back through the portal that
could blow up in her face.
That...
That makes sense.
That's quite a story.
Except, you have
no way to prove it.
Captain...
anything happens to me...
and you'll answer to Bey Tuhran.
The terrorist?
The freedom fighter.
Agree to disagree.
You know we have
surveillance on those ships?
And that if I'm able to link you
to an illegal salvage operation
involving dangerous alien tech,
then not even Berman Livingston
will be able to get you out of
prison for the next 100 years.
So, you have a choice.
You can either go back
to Ipcress in a few days,
no harm done, or you can
spend the rest of your life
in an Earth prison colony.
What's it gonna be?
I would really like to go
on this mission, Admiral.
You're too valuable for
a smash-and-grab operation.
This is a job for
EarthCom Special Forces.
- I appreciate that, but...
- Xander's got this.
Thanks to him, we know where the
hand-off with Tierney is going to be.
- But still, if...
- We need a blunt instrument on this op, not a scalpel.
Is that the only reason?
I think you know.
Do I?
I warned you.
I believe your relationship can
and will compromise his judgment.
And so does he.
Xander said that?
- There is no way that Xander...
- That is all, Cadet Zhou.
You're excused.
I have missed you, my wife.
I have missed you
as well, my husband.
Are you going to tell me
where you've been?
Mmm. I can tell you,
but I do not know that
you will like the answer.
I hope you did not
go back to Zatar
after our banishment
by my father.
I will not beg
for his forgiveness.
No. Of course not.
I just think that
since we cannot go home,
and Earth is
an alien planet to us,
perhaps we should find somewhere
where we can make a new home.
Would it not be better
to start over?
To make new memories somewhere
as a proper husband and wife?
Hmm?
Perhaps you are right.
Am I interrupting something?
No, Jett.
You are not.
Because it, uh,
really feels like I am.
I am Matta of the House of Ral.
I am she who is his wife.
And you must be... Jett.
Indeed I am, pretty lady.
This is, uh,
Felicia and, uh, Stephen.
Yeah. They were just leaving.
Weren't you,
Felicia and Stephen?
So, uh,
I bet you have some stories
about my, uh,
my boy Ralen here, huh?
Indeed I do.
It was a... pleasure
- to make
your acquaintance, Jett.
- Really?
No.
Sorry, man.
I'm just gonna...
This is going to be
a very long semester.
Approaching the
coordinates of the freighter.
Slowing down to sub-light
and will attempt to lock on.
Delta Squad, form on me.
We're cutting through the bulkheads
now and entering the freighter.
So far, so good.
This is
an unmanned cargo vessel.
Initiating life support.
There are no signs of life.
As of yet, the whole ship
appears to be
completely automated.
Captain?
Heading for cargo bay five now.
Alright, boys. Looks like
we found what we're looking for.
Let's get packed up
and get back to the Pearl.
Oh, my God, Jax. Is that...
My mother.
She's alive.
Welcome home, Zazie.
Jett? What are you doing
in my room at midnight?
I, um...
I wanted to thank you.
- For what?
- Well, you had my back earlier
with Ralen and Jax,
and, uh, I... I appreciate that.
Doesn't happen much.
Sure. Okay. You're welcome.
But... you could've
told me that after class.
I'm not sure
how you got in here,
but let's make sure
it doesn't happen again
unless I invite you first.
No problem.
And, um...
how about we just, uh,
keep all this
between the two of us, okay?
I'd like to believe
that I can trust you.
It can be very lonely
being so far from home,
and I don't have many friends
here at the Academy.
I was just hoping that you
could still be one of them.
I mean... you know I can, babe...
Whoa! Okay, whoa!
That is not what I meant.
That is not happening.
What happened between us
the other night,
that's never happening again.
Okay, uh...
Yeah, I... I get it.
That's... that's cool.
- Friends?
- Friends.
Right.
Starting tomorrow.
Did you have any idea your
mother was among the living?
No! I thought she died in
New Portland with everyone else.
And your uncle? What about him?
He couldn't have known.
I'm sure of it.
Unlike him,
I can trust you, Jacqueline...
can't I?
Of course.
You have no idea what that is.
Oh, and you do?
You need to put it down very
carefully, and hand it to me.
Yeah, I'm sorry.
That's not happening...
Eve.
Oh. You know who I am?
Well, then you know I'm
a scientist first and foremost,
and I know what
I'm talking about.
What I know is you're
working for Tierney,
and you let
your only daughter believe
you were dead for a year.
So you and your men will surrender
your weapons to me right now.
Okay, okay. I know you have no reason
to trust me, but you're gonna have to.
We want the same thing,
believe me...
- Xander. Delta team,
whatever you do, that weapon
cannot fall into Tierney's hands.
No!
Hold your fire!
We just lost Dobson
from the scope.
You really should
have listened to me.
Delta team, form on me.
We need to go... now!
Hull integrity compromised.
Go, go, go, go!
Come on!
Delta Team, do you copy?
Captain Duvall, come in.
Xander!
Connections to datastream lost.
Admiral Lucas?
Admiral Lucas, do you copy?
Admiral Lucas, come in?
We have to call a rescue team.
We've lost all contact.
There's no one
out there to rescue.
Jax?
Jax!
Xander's gone.
Let's go find your mother, Jax.
Welcome to Clayton's world.
These are the aliens
which attacked Earth.
They must be the foot soldiers
of the Ancients.
We are receiving
a universal distress call
from the Zatarian warship,
N'kantu.
I've seen this before.
I might have a moment to enjoy
the night before my wedding
with a beautiful girl who
doesn't want to kill me first.
- Is there anything I can do?
- Get me the hell out of here!
The destruction of this universe
has already begun.
We're leaving the Earth
for good.
Greg?
Yeah.
Kill, Ubu, kill!
Good fish.