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[static]

[camera lens zooming
in and out]

Just a minute.

Got it.

I keep telling you,
machines and women,

if you're gentle with them,
you're asking for trouble.

Ooh, another pearl of wisdom
from Franklin
the knuckle-scraper?

Hey, I know what I know.

[Abbott] Put a lid
on it, people.

Okay, here we go.

Uh, 7/17/63, 1800 hours,
per SOP.

This is the visual log of...
Science Officer, William Olsten
of the UFS Mercury.

We were en route
to the planet Trion

when we received
a distress signal

from the UFS Rhesos,
a C-class battleship

which was, uh, returning
from the planet.

We are preparing to board.

Captain Abbott,
anything else you'd like
to put on record?

Uh, no, that's good.
Take a seat, prepare to dock.

[Hannah] UFS Rhesos,
this is UFS Mercury.
Do you copy?

[Will] Just put this thing on.
Is this straight?

Did your mom have to dress you
when you were a little kid?

[Will] You've seen my closet.
I need all the help I can get.

Yeah, you need to work on that.

UFS Rhesos,
this is UFS Mercury.
Do you copy?

Slow and easy, Hannah.

[Hannah] Piece of cake.

[Abbott] Cuing the zoom.

Look at the size
of that mother.

Still no response
from the Rhesos, Captain.

Okay, let's go in.

Okay, docking on my mark.

-[docking clamps whirring]
-Ten, nine, eight,

seven, six, five,

four, three, two, one.

Mark.

[Franklin] Nice landing.

Think you can do better?
Come grab the stick.

[chuckles]
I got your stick, baby.

Hey, stow it.
It was a good landing, Hannah.

[laughs]

[Hannah] Umbilical locked.
Seal integrity high.

Taking air sample from Rhesos.

Scrubbers functioning,

air is breathable and sterile.

All right, let's do it.

Fifty rounds per second.

Turn a horse into puppy chow
before you can say "fetch."

All right, let's do this
right and tight, huh?

Hannah, you hold the fort down.

-[gun powering up]
-Will, Megan, you come with me.

Franklin, bring up the rear.

[Will] Hey, why don't
you also stay
on board with Hannah?

What, why?

[Will] Because you and I
are civilian consultants.

We're not here to become
involved in military missions.

I was trained
in military engagements

before I came on board, Will.
Same as you.

Sorry, Doc, I need every hand.

All right, let's keep
the volume low and controlled.

All right?

No action without verification.

I don't want to put a hole
in one of our own.

-Did you hear that, Franklin?
-[chuckles softly] Mmm-hmm.

All right,
clear the hatch open.

[alarm beeps]

I love you, Will,

but I do not need you
thinking for me, okay?

Keep the motor running
and the beer cold, sweetheart.

Try not to
shoot yourself, sport.

[static]

[alarm buzzes]

[door closing]

Mercury hatch sealed, sir.

This is the fun part.

All right, let's go in.

Well, hell.

Hannah, we just lost
the light in the umbilical.

[Hannah] My board's green, Cap.

I can't explain it.

Just give me a sec.

Hey, Franklin.
See what you can do

about getting some lights on
in here, would you?

[panel beeping]

[metal thudding]

[Franklin] At least
the generator's still online.

Circuit override
for the main lights

is probably on the bridge.

[comms device beeps]

[Abbott] We're entering
the Rhesos now, Hannah.

Franklin.

Doc and I are gonna head
to the bridge,

see if we can gear up the ops.

You take Megan, check out
the crew's quarters,

-Engineering.
-Yes, sir.

Keep your heads, people.
Don't assume the worst.

Just find the crew and report.

And I want to maintain
constant radio contact.

Do you get that?

-[Franklin] Got it, sir.
-[Megan] Yes, sir.

Olsten, you're with me.
Let's go.

Olsten, let's go.

Where in the hell's the crew?

Doesn't make sense.

Should be 35 people here.

Franklin, report.

[Franklin on comms]
We're almost at Engineering.

No-one in sight.

Everything seems to be
in place.

No signs of struggle.

It's quiet as a damn grave.

Something about this
doesn't quite feel right.

Bridge seems intact.

Everything seems
to be operational.

Just in shutdown mode.

[devices beeping]

-[Will] Captain?
-Yeah.

[Will] Somebody didn't finish
their lunch.

Or wasn't given the chance to.

[Megan screaming over comms]
Oh, my God! Will!

[Abbott] Megan!
Franklin, report.

[panting]

What is it?

Oh, God.

[rumbling]

[Control Voice]
There is nothing wrong
with your television.

Do not attempt
to adjust the picture.

We are now controlling
the transmission.

We control the horizontal
and the vertical.

We can deluge you
with a thousand channels

or expand one single image
to crystal clarity

and beyond.

We can shape your vision

to anything our imagination
can conceive.

For the next hour,

we will control
all that you see and hear.

You are about to experience
the awe and mystery

which reaches from
the deepest inner mind

to The Outer Limits.

Human history is marked
by our desire

to expand our boundaries.

But what happens when our reach
exceeds our grasp?

Um, it's been about
half an hour

since we discovered
Engineering,

so far the only sign
of the Rhesos' 35-person crew.

The remains are so small
that only a DNA analysis

will be able
to accurately determine

exactly how many people
actually died in that room.

Whether it was an accident
or an act of violence

is also unclear.

There's no detonation device
nor residue

that would suggest
an explosion.

Not quite what you expected

when you signed on
to terraform Trion,

huh, Doc?

-[static]
-You okay?

Thanks.

[Will] We may be
civilian consultants, Captain,

but this is hardly
our first jump to a new planet.

I don't doubt
your ability, Doctor,

it's just that, uh, well,
military procedures
can be unpredictable.

Franklin, what do you got
on the logs?

I've skimmed over
the official versions.

I haven't gotten
to the personal entries yet.

Their mission seems to be
a textbook dust-off.

-There's no glitches.
-A dust-off?

You throw in a bunch of
three-megaton neutrons--

Bye-bye to Bambi
and his little friends.

Basically, wipes out
every living thing.

Not standard operating
practice, I know,

but in this case
it was necessary.

Apparently the indigenous
wildlife on the planet

was [sniffs] what you'd call
rather ferocious.

-What else you got, Franklin?
-[Megan sighs]

Everything on the Rhesos
was done by the book

until two days ago.

Then transcripts, crew data,
they just stop.

That's about the same time
the distress signal came in.

Yeah, but check this out.

Every officer is required
to keep a log, right?

It's pretty dry stuff,
coordinates, crew maneuvers.

We've just taken off
from planet Trion

after our last bombing run.

This is Rhesos' first officer.

[Abbott] Virgil Mason.
I know him.

The mission was
a complete success.

No bio readings
from the planet.

The Trionids proved to be
far more frail than we thought.

Captain O'Brien has ordered
the cooks to pull out the stops

for a special celebration.

Okay, he goes on to describe
a routine system check,

what they had for dinner,
yada yada,
very exciting stuff.

But look at this next entry.

It's two days later.

[beeping]

I've ordered a search
for Captain O'Brien.

He's gone missing.

I keep...

[panting]

I keep thinking about
my '44 Vette.

It's in pristine condition,

no different from the day
my father bought it.

Driving along the coast
with the top down.

Sunsets.

My head feels like
there's this... [sniffles]

What?

[beeps]

[Abbott] Okay.
Is that all there is?

-That's it.
-All right, run it back
four frames. [clears throat]

Right there.

[beeps]

So he was pulled off.

Right. I want you to pull up
the off-mic line.

[distorted voice]

Clarify it with the computer.

[distorted voice]

-This sounds like "core-test."
-Again.

[distorted] Cortez.

[Will] Cortez.

There's no crew member
on board named Cortez.

Could have been a stowaway.

Or someone boarded the ship
to kill the crew.

-[scoffs] It's space pirates?
-Yeah, space pirates.
It happens, uh...

If that's what's going on
in this ship,

why... why didn't they
plunder the ship?

Normally they steal everything
that isn't nailed down.

What about the hatch openings?

The ship has
an on-board computer

that records
all hatch activity.

Okay, here we go.

[computer beeping]

The hatch was opened only once
in the last week.

It was by us.

Before that?

Yeah, back up, more, more.

Okay, we got
a half a dozen times

in three and half hours.

Before that, nothing else
since the Trion.

Six times in three hours.

Why?

That might explain what we saw
in Engineering.

[Will] No, no,
explosive decompression

doesn't turn a body
into confetti.

Yeah, besides, nothing else
on the ship was disturbed.

You open a hatch,

the place is going to be messy.

So why was the hatch opened?

Bodies.

Someone was doing
some house-cleaning.

[Will] Flushing the crew
into space.

Yeah, but if somebody
cleaned up,

then that person or persons,

they're still here.

Ugh!

It's okay, it's all right.

It's just
a grounding discharge.

The son of a bitch is supposed
to be shielded.

All the hatch activity
has to be authorized.

Can you tell me
who opened the hatch last?

[computer beeps]

Captain Milus O'Brien.

You want to bet
he's still aboard?

If he is aboard, we're going
to find a good captain,

but this time
we all stay together.

[Franklin grunts]

-[gun powering up]
-[Will] Stay close
to me, please.

I've been thinking
what if something
got on board when it landed?

Like one of these Trionids.
I mean, especially,

if they're as wild
as they would indicate.

[Will] No. No way, the Rhesos
didn't land until
after they dropped the bombs

and no biologic can survive
a neutron blast.

What if it wasn't an alien?
What if O'Brien just lost it?

[Abbott] It wasn't O'Brien,

I served under the man
for five years
in the Prometheus.

He was solid as a rock.

There are lots of cases
of hysteria

and paranoia in space.

[metal clanking]

This ship wasn't out
long enough for that, Megan.

[Will] I heard a story once
about a ship
in the Riga system.

They found it adrift,
every crew member gone.

Even found their meals
on the table in the galley
was almost as if--

Like they'd been snatched
while they were eating lunch.

I heard the same story.

It was in the Cirra system.
It's apocryphal,
and you know it.

Yeah, even fairy tales
start somewhere.

[Megan sighs]

[panel beeping]

[Sam sighing] This one.

[panel beeping, door unlocks]

This is O'Brien's quarters.

Watch my back.

Holy...

[Megan exhales]
What does it mean?

[Abbott] Your guess
is as good as mine.

Oh, yeah, cop.

You're right,
this guy is a rock.

[scoffs]
Guess we found our killer.

You don't wanna piss me off
right now, Franklin.

Trust me.

[Will] Captain, I'd like
to check O'Brien's
personal log.

There might be something there.

Yeah, you do that.

Megan, stay with him.
Franklin, you come with me.

Right behind you, Captain.

[Will] Over here, Megan.
Let's, uh, see what we can see.

[beeping]

Look at this.

The captain's log postdates
the official ship's log.

They're not dead.
I can feel them while...

Going to get us all.

I don't want my...

I can't let them... Earth...
They can't get there.

Only one way.

Well, he's either lost it,
or someone's
driven him to this.

Either way, we can't
assume he's alone.

There appears to be
a portion of the log

that can only be accessed
with a beta-level
encryption code.

[banging]

[both breathing heavily]

Open the door.

[door creaking]

[both screaming]

[static]

[static]

-Is he gonna work?
-Looks that way.

Hey, you okay?

I'll live.

You're sure it was O'Brien?

Yeah, he was a mess,
but it was definitely him.

[Franklin] The guy's a nut.

You ask me, he cut his crew up
into little tiny pieces,

and shot them out the airlock.

Either that or he ate them.

[Will] I doubt he was
a cannibal, Franklin,

but there is something
very strange here.

Hmm, stranger than this?

[Will] Well, if psychotics
clean up a murder scene,

they'll obsessively
scrub it down, right?

Well, O'Brien got rid
of the bodies

but then left blood everywhere,
so he wasn't cleaning up.

He had another agenda.

How do you explain
the writing, Doc?

[Will] Well, looks Latin.

I only read Cicero.
He studied it.

Mundus est intermea.

Hannah.

-Hannah, you watching this?
-Yes, Captain.

Can you give me
a translation, please?

Okay, just a moment.

Damn it.

Okay, here it is.

"The world is within me."

"The world is within me."

-What the hell's that mean?
-[Franklin] It means
he's a nut.

Or it could be a clue
to what's going on here.

All right, Hannah, I want you
to shut down the access code

to the hatch on the Mercury.

I don't want O'Brien
to be able to get to you.

Hannah, did you copy that?

Hannah, did you copy?

Affirmative.

Entry code's locked out.

All right, keep in touch.

-Safeties off.
-[gun powering up]

Going to try,
and take O'Brien alive,

but we protect ourselves first

till we make
a clean sweep of the ship.

We don't know
if anybody else is on board.

Let's go, Franklin.

Franklin, move! Let's go.

Right behind you.

Will, what if they picked up
some kind of foreign virus
from the planet?

Could they transmit it
other ways
besides the air, right?

No, no, not likely. I mean,

they would have
a total scrub down

after every
recon mission outside

and any standard scan
would turn up an alien virus.

It could be something else,
though, I don't know,

food poisoning,
lead or mercury. I can't tell.

We need to check
the medical records.

It wasn't poisoning or a virus.

You want to know what it was?

Yeah, what?

Ghosts.

[Megan sighs]

Ghosts in the machine,
Willie-boy.

[scoffs] Ghosts.

[Abbott] Oh, that's, uh,
that's very funny, Franklin.

-There he is!
-[Abbott] Where?

[Franklin] There he is.
I saw him.

[Abbott] Franklin,
get back here!

[Franklin] He went
through here. I saw him.

I gave you a command, soldier.

Franklin!

I'm not crazy.

I saw him.

Nobody said you were crazy,
all right?

Nobody said that.
If he was here,

he's not here now.
He's gone, all right?

But we'll find him, all right?

We'll find him. Now let's go.

What are you looking at?

[static]

[Will] Captain, I'd like to get
to the infirmary,

Check the crew's
medical charts.

That might give us
a better idea

of whether O'Brien's breakdown
was an isolated illness
or something bigger.

All right, that's fine,
we'll go,
but we stay together.

No running off. You got that?

You got it?

Ahhh!

Damn it.

[panel beeping, door unlocks]

All right, stand clear.

It's O'Brien.

He's here.

Hey, Milus.

It's me, Sam. Sam Abbott.

Vox Clemantis en deserto.
Clemantis en deserto.

Nobody's going
to hurt you, Milus. Look.

Have a sedative ready, Doc.

-[speaking Latin]
-It's me. It's Sam.

-[device beeping]
-Nobody's gonna hurt you.

-[O'Brien] Vox Clemantis
en deserto.
-Franklin, be ready.

Nobody's gonna hurt you.

It's me.

Franklin.

He was right behind us.

[yelling]

[camera lens whirring]

[both grunting]

[Sam screams]

[Abbott] Tie him...
Tie him to the bed.

God, he bit me.

Son of a bitch.

That son of a bitch bit me.

-[Will] Looks like
he broke the skin.
-It'll make him do that.

[Will] I'm gonna give you
an antibiotic injection.

Ahhh!

Where the hell's Franklin?

Franklin!

-[beeps]
-Hannah.

Hannah, is Franklin with you?

-Hannah, do you copy?
-[gunshots, alarm blaring]

-[Megan] It's coming
from the bridge!
-[indistinct shouting]

[Abbott] Lieutenant, hang on.

[alarm continues blaring]

Franklin, what are you doing?

Franklin, stand down now!

Lieutenant, I command you
to stand down!

[panting]

Can't you see them?

Can't you see
the little bastards?

They're everywhere!

They're everywhere!
I can't... I can't stop 'em.

-[Will] Stay here.
-[Franklin] I can't
stop 'em, Captain.

I can't... My God,
they're everywhere.

-I can't stop--
-[Will] Franklin! Franklin!
Franklin! Franklin!

Franklin, put your weapon down.
Put your weapon down.

[Will] Franklin, calm down,
just calm down, buddy.

Franklin, I see them, too.
I see them, too.

Just calm down.
Just put the weapon down.

-[Abbott] Thatta boy.
-[Will] Just calm down.

[Abbott] Just set your
weapon down.

Everything's going
to be all right.

[Will] It's okay.

[groans]

[panting]

[Will] Jesus!

I got shot.

Ghosts in the machine...

[static]

-[Sam screams]
-Franklin!

Franklin, talk to me!

Stay with me, buddy.
Stay with me.

Franklin, Franklin.

He's dead.

[Megan sighs]

[thudding]

[static]

I don't understand it.

Franklin could be
a pain in the ass,

-but he was not psychotic.
-[Abbott] Talk to me, Megan.

-[computer beeping]
-It's bad.

Long-range communications
are down.

Rhesos is still
on a course for Earth,

But the navigational system
needs heavy repairs.

I rerouted life support,
so that's working.

Main power grid seems intact,
so does propulsion,

but without navigation,
it's useless.

I thought you said it was bad.

All right, Doc, it's your turn.
First O'Brien, now Franklin.

Well, it's not my field,

but Franklin seemed
schizophrenic.

So does O'Brien.

Yeah, but one couldn't have
caught it from the other.

I mean, schizophrenia's
not a contagious disease.

It's caused
by a chemical imbalance
in the brain.

[Will] If that's even what
we're dealing with, I'd like
to test Franklin's blood.

-Right, do it.
-[Will] In the meantime,
nobody leaves this ship.

If there's some bug
trying to make us crazy,

I don't want it to infect
the Mercury.

-[Megan] I'm gonna go try
Hannah through the hatch com.
-[device beeps]

[static]

[Will] Franklin's blood has
an extremely high level of NTs.

English, Doc. English, please.

Neurotransmitters.

Uh, an extremely high level
means that impulses

keep firing across synapses.

The brain literally
short-circuits.

But in order for the sym
to be so acute,

something must be causing...
I'd like to inject us all
with a dose of L-Thora.

-It's an anti-psychotic.
-Go on. Do it.

-[grunts]
-There's no response, Captain,

and she's disabled
the outer hatch.

Great. Get in there,
it's your turn.

[Will] Trust me.

Okay, till we find Hannah,
we have to assume
that we're alone.

I'm going to head down
to Engineering

and see if I can get
the navigation system
up and running.

You two head to the infirmary,
do your tests on O'Brien.

[Will] Um, wait a minute.
Megan is rated

for Delta-9 electronics.
If she stayed here

and got the com patch working,
then we'd have
communications again.

Well, if she can get the com
up and running, that's good.
Do it.

Any sign of threat at all,
shoot to kill.

-Thanks, Will.
-I'll be in the infirmary.

O'Brien.

[muttering]

Hold still.

[device beeps]

Raised NTs just like Franklin.

I'm just gonna give you
a dose of L-Thora

and a stimulant, Captain.
It should help.

[grunts]

Who are you?

I'm Dr. William Olsten
of the UFS Mercury.

Can you tell me anything
that you remember

about what happened, sir?

Trion, bomb, planet,
lives, bodies...

All bodies.

Lives, then darkness.

A darkness...

Ex spiritus sanctus...
The darkness.

Did anything
get on the ship, sir?

Yeah. [chuckles]

We took some of them on.

Froze 'em like Popsicles.

Trophies for the big boys.

Trophies, trophies,
Cortez, Cortez...

-[static]
-Beware Cortez, beware.

Conquistadors march.

-Time marches on.
-Okay.

-Just rest.
-Ides of march.

Just rest for now.

Rest for now.

Yeah, rest.

Rest.

[Will] Froze 'em.

[panel beeping]

[beeping rapidly]

[speaks softly] What the hell?

-[banging]
-[computer voice] Warning!

Outer hull stress levels
exceed maximum allowance...

-[Abbott] Hannah!
-[Megan] Hannah, it's Megan.
Can you hear me?

Come on, Hannah, listen to me.
It's Megan.

[Abbott] What the hell's
going on? Hannah--

Shut up!

Hannah, turn off the engines!

No, no lies.
I know what you are.

I've been listening.

You've all been infected.

You want to kill me, I know.

Don't deny it! I know!

-[alarm blaring]
-[engines rumbling]

[Abbott] Hannah, listen to me.

You have got to disconnect
the umbilical.

You're going to tear
the hatch off the Mercury.

Grace. Grace.

-[loud thudding]
-[all groan]

We've lost the Mercury.

Hannah and Franklin are dead.

The lower three decks
of the Rhesos were compromised

when the Mercury hit us,
but so far

the emergency bulkheads
are holding,

and we're still on course
for Earth as far as
we can tell.

I'm still not sure
what's affecting us

or what killed the Rhesos crew,

but the L-Thora injections
seem to have stabilized

our mental degradation.

And I found something.

Something terrible.

[Abbott] How's O'Brien?

[sighs] He's sleeping.

You wanted to talk to me
about something?

Yeah.

Over here.

That's an ugly mother.

Yes, we were told that
the indigenous population

of the planet were all vicious,
predatory creatures.

But look... a humanoid.

Opposable thumbs
and other bipedal qualities.

So?

So...

So, so, we just committed
whole-sale murder
of this species,

one which actually showed signs
of advanced evolution.

Hey, wait a minute.

-[static]
-You see, I know what this is.

Our leaders found
the easy solution
to Earth's overpopulation.

They wipe out this species
and they move on in.

And not that that would be
the first time.

O'Brien told me a little
something about Cortez.

No, no, no.
No, we already established

that there was no crew member
on board named Cortez.

Cortez was a conquistador.

His army killed thousands
and thousands of Indians,

conquered a continent
because they thought

it was their right,
their manifest destiny--

Okay. Okay, Doc,
listen, I appreciate
the history lesson, all right?

I'm a little more concerned
with the safety
of my crew right now.

-So, if you'll just excuse me--
-I found something else,

something I think
you will be interested in.

[Sam sighs heavily]

Now, like I said, this creature

is on the evolutionary scale
of early man,

which means it should have
an advanced brain, right?

Well, look what I found
during the autopsy.

Uh, yeah, I'd say
that's a brain, all right.

Look at the convolutions.

The cerebral cortex is smooth.

It's too smooth.

-Oh, come on, Doc.
-This brain hasn't passed

the evolutionary level
of a house cat.

It shouldn't be in this body,
it doesn't make sense.

I did analysis on the blood.

You see this, this yellow tint

and how it turns green
as it dries?

That means it's rich in copper.
The blood is rich in copper.

This creature's entire body
is highly conductive
of electricity.

Now, I asked myself how Hannah
could have been infected

since she wasn't
breathing our air.

Then I remembered
all these electrical shocks

we've been getting.

So, I pulled up the record
of our conversation

with Hannah in O'Brien's cabin.

Now, look at this.

-Yes, Captain.
-[Abbott] Can you give me
a translation, please?

Okay, just a moment.

Damn it.

There.

When she first said that,
I thought it was
her frustration

at not being able to find
the translation,

But what if she...

She got shocked.

She got shocked,
just like the rest of us.

Exactly.

I think that this illness
is somehow transmitted through

the electrical circuitry.

It's as if the Trionids
are able to transfer

their neural engrams
into electrical impulses

and then somehow infect
our nervous system.

We shut down
the main power grid.

We shut it down
and then we isolate--

We should be able to stop
our mental degradation.

It's worth... It's worth a try.

All right, here's what we do.

You get to the main bridge,

shut down
the main power supply,
all right?

Switch it over
to manual override.

I'll go to Engineering,

I can shut it down
the rest of the way from there.

Now, when it's down,

when it's down,
we get the emergency
power packs,

We'll try firing it up then.

If it works, if it works--

Wait, wait, wait.
Here, take these.

They're insulating gloves.
We should avoid contact

with anything that harbors
electrical current.

[static]

[Will breathing heavily]

What are you doing here?

We're going to shut down
the main power grid.

-Here, put these on.
-Will...

They're insulating gloves,
just put them on, please.

If you shut down the power,

how are we gonna
run communications?

We're going to run it through
emergency power packs.

Once you've got
the com re-patched.

[beeping]

[ship powering down]

Captain Abbott, you can start
your shutdown of the grid.

Captain Abbott.

[man yelling]

That sounded like O'Brien.

Where's your gun?

My gun? I... I have no idea.

Here, just take mine.

Close this bulkhead door
behind me, understand?

And don't open it for anyone,
you understand me?

For no-one. I'll be back.

[Will panting]

It's O'Brien.
I heard him scream.

By the time I got back here,
he was gone.

Come on,
what are you waiting for?

He'd tear the whole ship up.

He could make the ship explode.
Where's your gun?

I, uh, I left it with Megan.

All right, here, take this one.

What are you waiting for?
Come on, soldier.

O'Brien, he's one hell
of an officer.

He's smart, cagey.

Under the influence
of these creatures,

there's no telling
what he's capable of.

[Will] Sir, I think
we should go back
and get Megan.

Get Megan? You don't have to
worry about Megan.

She's solid as a rock.

What you got to worry about,
right now, boy,
is the situation.

Yeah, one situation
at a time, soldier.

Sir, what situation
are you talking about?

I know that you
and O'Brien talked.

Now, what I want you to do,
is I want you to tell me

exactly what you talked about.

You do it right now.

Sir, I already told you--
Don't lie to me!

Don't you lie to me.

From the very start,
it's been lies
and insubordination.

[static]

Oh, God.

Sir?

Drop the gun, sir.
Please just drop the gun.

You're not well,

And I don't wanna...
I don't want to have
to hurt you.

You don't want to hurt me.

You think you're man enough
to hurt me?

You think you're soldier enough
to hurt me?

Well, then do it. Go ahead.

Shoot me.

-I said, shoot me!
-[gun beeps]

[breathing heavily]

They work better
when they're loaded.

-[Will groans]
-[static]

[both breathing heavily]

You're not dying
so easy, traitor.

[Will sighs]

I want some answers first.

Captain, please, calm down.
Listen to me!

I know what you really are

ever since I got bit

and you infected me.

Now you're trying
to get inside my head,

aren't you?

You're trying
to get inside my head.

You're one of 'em.

[Will] What?

No, Captain.

Please just... Please, listen--

What did you think
I was going to do?

Did you think I was going
to let you and your filthy race

take over the Earth?

Huh?

Did you think I was gonna
let you take over my mind

like you did Hannah
and Franklin and Olsten?

What?

No, please, Captain,

Captain, just listen to me,
please, okay?

Look, I am Olsten.

Okay?

-You're very, very sick.
-Just shut up.

-Shut up.
-There's some sort of--

-Shut up.
-...electrical--

Shut the hell up!

[grunts]

What are you doing to me?

-[groans]
-[static]

[Will panting]

[comms beep]

Megan, if you can hear me,
Captain Abbott...

Captain Abbott's gone crazy.

Do you hear me?

He's gone crazy.

Whatever he says,
whatever he does,

do not let him onto the bridge.

Don't let him onto the bridge.

[Abbott] Will?

Will, I know you're here.

Whatever you are...

-Whatever you are...
-[gun powering up]

-[laser beam ricochets]
-[static]

[Will panting]

O'Brien!

[Abbott] Enough of this!

[Will groans]

-[grunts]
-[static]

[both grunting]

[both straining]

[gun charging, fires]

[breath trembling]

[Will] Megan!

Megan, if you can hear me...

Megan, if you can hear me,
I'm on my way
back to the bridge.

[Will gasping and groaning]

I understand it now.

I can hear them...

They're in my head like voices.

No, not voices.

Like some sort of
basic consciousness
driven by revenge,

spinning around in my head
like bees... desperate, angry.

They fear, anger.

Millions...
We killed millions of them

and now, now,
now they fight to the death

like some sort of,
some sort of doomsday virus,

and now they're in our heads.

In our heads and in our ship.

Megan, we've got to warn them,

we've got to warn them
away from the ship.

Megan, we've got to
get them away from Earth.

Fixing the com,
may be our only hope.

I heard you, Will.
Don't you trust me?

Always treating me
like some delicate doll. Ha!

Watching... Watching
over my shoulder!

[Will] What are you...
What are you doing, Megan?

It's done.

-[electricity crackling]
-[screaming]

[Will] No! No! No!

-No!
-[gasping]

No, no, no, no.

No, no, no, no, no.

Will... [groggily] I'm sorry.

No, you're okay.

Everything's gonna be okay.
Everything's gonna be okay.

[shallow breathing] I'm sorry.

[ship creaking]

No.

No.

No. [crying]

No!

[breathing heavily]

Everyone's dead now.

All dead.

And I'm on the devil's chariot.

And they're going round
and round inside my head...

Like rats.

No, like bees.

Buzzing.

The conquistadors killed
the Indians,

but the Indians got them back.

The Indians infected 'em
with syphilis.

Gave 'em a little
going away present.

And we killed millions
and millions of Trionid bodies,

and now their consciousness
is here inside our heads,

infecting us.

Another little
going away present.

One that fries our brains...

[sighing] and makes us crazy.

[sniffles]

Oh, Megan.

I loved you.

[breathes heavily]

And I failed you.

And now there's only
one thing left to do.

Our arrogance,
our manifest destiny,

masters of the universe,

whatever you do,

don't touch anything
on this ship.

Don't touch it!

The Trionids are here.

They're waiting.

[sniffles]

They're waiting to run.

[captain] Stop there.

[beeps]

Lieutenant, have we...

Sir.

We've already
downloaded everything

From the Rhesos to Earth.

No.

[Control Voice]
Ultimately, our survival
may depend less

on our ability to overcome
our enemies

than the weakness
of our own character.