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No!

A nightmare?

A vision.

For years... I have felt I was wearing someone else's dreams.

Night after night, the same face haunting me.

A girl's fa... a woman's face.

I had started to believe I would never meet her.

But that man on kalgan... The one in the club.

Pritcher.

I touched his mind. He was like me.

It took some time to untangle,

but now I realize he gave me a great gift.

A name to go with the face that troubles my sleep.

Gaal dornick.

She's visited me in a thousand dreams, and now she's here...

In our time, at my throat.

I have to find gaal dornick before she finds me.

I have to destroy her...

Even if I have to burn everything to do it.

Get the others. Prepare the black tongue.

When?

Now. Right now.

Gaal dornick. It has been more than 300 years. You are looking well.

How...

I followed brother dawn to clarion. He was in communication with you.

Is he... where is he?

Maintenance air lock 17-b suffered an explosive decompression.

Twelve seconds later, dawn's nanites stopped transmitting his vitals.

He died for you, or because of you, and you're going to tell me why.

Don't pretend to grieve while you have his replacement in a tank.

I raised him! I watched his first steps!

I protected him.

He was afraid of you.

Are you?

I assumed Dr. Seldon informed you I was a robot. I see I was mistaken.

You will tell me everything, miss dornick.

How dawn came to be your instrument, why you set him on this task,

and why I shouldn't end your life this instant.

Don't be frightened, puppy.

Will the foundation take me away from you?

No. No.

You and I... we're good at making people love us.

Approaching new terminus.

Ready?

I don't know. I like being famous, but this feels more like being important.

Torie. Famous and important are the same thing.

That was in our wedding vows, remember?

Foundation station, this is to ran mallow of the chaser,

requesting permission to dock.

I have a member of the trader alliance on board.

Chaser, this is warden Fallon greer.

Do not approach unless authorized.

Repeat, do not approach. Comply or you will be met with force.

Why does this keep happening to us?

Listen, shooting us down would be about the dumbest move possible,

which is how I just know indbur's sitting right there making the calls.

Threats detected.

Chaser weapons inadequate for defense.

Warden greer, we're here at the behest of captain pritcher.

Keep going.

He can confirm our status.

Pritcher?

Yes.

Captain pritcher. Captain han pritcher.

Docking permitted. Come on through.

- Visitors? - No. They're staying.

Hi, rand...

More of a two-armed weapon, chairs.

You brought this all down on me. That why you picked him?

All I asked your nephew to do was look pretty and get me in a door.

We both think indbur's out of his depth. Truce?

I only need the one hand for that.

No more hitting each other.

They'll never take us seriously.

Didn't see nothing.

You two, what exactly did you think would happen?

Captain, you came to randu mallow's nephew.

I had every reason to believe that whatever you were onto

might have repercussion for the traders.

You dragged us in, you know.

You don't get to treat us like we're children.

You're the one who got the dizzies on your mission and ran away, remember?

That's why you're locked in here being rude to us

when all we did was what you couldn't. And do you know what?

If someone would actually just listen to us, we could be of some real help.

If I could, I would play and show you,

but... they took it away.

The instrument.

It's on new terminus?

- Be nice. - I am nice.

Magnifico.

That's a good name.

An artist's name.

The mule likes it when you play?

So do the people in the club?

You make it easier for him, don't you?

I provide the mule's dark fanfare.

Giving tumble to his wonders.

Would you work against the mule, magnifico?

I only play to eat and live another hollow day.

I would gladly play for another purpose.

Yeah.

Magnifico gigantic us,

today it is sincere.

You'll come with me now, so I can assess the advantages you might offer us.

No.

Not without her.

Not without my lady, her pet, and leader uncle rand...

Well, if it greases the wheels, I'll deal with you all at once.

It exploded, destroying hundreds of imperial trireme-3 cruisers

during the advance.

Most of the fleet were reported to be in kalgan space before comms buoys went dark.

They're saying some of the imperial fleet fell in a trap or something.

Over kalgan, I think.

Bad business.

Worse than you know.

What's this?

Sweets from the micro-farms.

Every one of them taste different.

Trouble is sometimes you get one that taste better than anything,

and you can't have it again.

I'll take a box.

Hello.

Can I help you?

Do we know each other?

Yes.

Yes, we do.

Hari knew you were a robot.

How long did he know?

From the moment we met, he knew.

I do not know how.

The whole time...

The imperium is 12,000 years old, doctor.

Are we really to believe that it could be gone in just 500?

A rotten tree trunk appears strong until the storm breaks it in two.

The whole time I thought he was playing to the cleons, but...

But he was making the foundation's case directly to you.

He had already made his case.

Dr. Seldon correctly argued that the formation of the foundation

and the preservation of empire were not mutually exclusive goals.

At least not in the short term.

My memories were used to complete his data set.

To finish the model, he needed more data.

I provided it.

You made psycho history with him?

Then you agreed with his plan once. Do you still?

Demerzel, I am his plan.

That's what dawn was serving when he agreed to help me.

Any competent engineer builds in redundancy.

The cleons have backups. Why wouldn't the foundation?

Another foundation?

I have studied the prime radiant for a century and a half.

For sometime now, I'd become aware of

certain unknown predictive variables impinging upon the math.

Shadows whose existence I came to infer but could not precisely quantify.

You're saying the shadows are you?

The makeup of the second foundation is different.

We're not blind like the first foundation.

We have access to the math like you, but we also have certain aptitudes.

Telepathy, extrasensory perception.

Is the mule one of you?

No. No, he's... he's like us, but he's malignant.

And his abilities are far beyond anything we can do.

He can convert people, rewrite their behavior

and the enclosure around kalgan?

I needed it to fail.

Weaken empire, send the mule to your doorstep,

and then lay siege to him using foundation ships.

I should have been able to deduce your gambit through the radiant.

The mule and I are outliers.

And the math seems to break whenever you factor us into the future.

Especially my future.

I told you, mentalics have abilities.

I can project my consciousness forward.

Information cannot travel backwards on the timeline.

Even you can't help but think linearly when you talk about time

but that's not how the spacers do it.

They talk about time as a shape.

The way that we think about space. Dimensional, capable of folding

you're not a spacer.

Well, the first time that I went through jump-space,

I was warned that I couldn't stay awake.

How are you awake?

My mind and body were somehow able to stay together, and what I saw?

I saw my lifetime as a line, and-and then as a plane

and then I wrapped that plane around me like a blanket,

and it was a shape that I could manipulate.

And I recognized I'd been pulling parts of my life toward myself.

Look, all I know is I see things before they happen.

At least what's most probable.

I've known about the mule for 152 years.

He's hunting me, and he will not stop.

Four months from now, there will be a battle.

He will find me and try and pry the home of the second foundation from my mind.

- Show me. - I can't.

If you were human, I might be able to, but I

there may be a way...

But I doubt you will enjoy it.

Last I heard, you were gladly accepting arms from empire.

I see you're now accepting fugitives as well.

We take what we're given and make do. That's how it's always been.

Yes. Sedition is passed down like a birth defect in your family tree.

That's because you indburs never give us the recognition we deserve.

Well, we're done waiting for a seat at the table. We brought our own this time.

Let's say I half-believe you.

I believe at any rate that magnifico has value

to a space pirate who's got some people, not me, all lathered up.

Under the circumstances, I'm inclined to send you right back to your master

he's not a dog.

And he's not yours to bargain with.

We brought him here in good faith on the condition

that you would open talks with haven.

He claims you have no owner, then acts like you belong to him.

- Is this a man you can trust? - You think the situation is tender now,

see what it looks like if I go back to the trader alliance empty-handed.

Watch your tone, trader. You are under my jurisdiction.

- You think our situation... - he's coming here.

The mule, mayor indbur.

He's coming for foundation and empire.

Told me himself.

I've looked into the mule's eyes,

and there is nothing in him but cruelty and want.

He will come for us.

All of us.

Now, my uncle hates you, sir.

Desperately.

But he is still here, and all he asks is some consideration for our people.

The vault is opening up today.

Look who's in this room.

Seldon is going to appear, and when he does,

he might end up talking about the choices you make right here in this moment.

Just listen to magnifico play.

That'll do for a start.

All right.

The leadership of the foundation will listen some.

My brigadiers, my commanders, everyone who matters.

Don't make me look like a fool.

In one of my previous capacities,

I was required to interrogate various human subjects.

I can extrude filaments from my body

and access your brain directly via your sinuses

and otoacoustic nerves.

Sounds unpleasant.

It is.

Give it to him.

There's an old foundation saying.

"Seldon helps those who help themselves."

As magnifico played his way into the leaderships' hearts,

the moons reached orbital resonance and the eclipse began.

For the first time, the competing factions within the foundation

were unified by the gravity of the moment.

They finally understood deep in their bones

how the mule's powers can be amplified with the visi-son or in his possession.

But without it, he is vulnerable.

And if the foundation and the traders can put their differences aside,

they can solve this new crisis together.

It strips you down.

That's the way it works.

It disarms you.

It's how he took kalgan so easily.

But as long as we have it and he doesn't, we can defend ourselves.

United by their new sense of purpose,

the entire foundation watched as the eclipse reached totality.

And just as seldon had promised, the vault began to open.

Captured moon in retrograde and opposite moon have met.

Time to ring the dinner bell, indbur.

You know, I'd kinda like to meet this seldon fella

everyone's always banging on about.

Anyone else?

These are for you.

That's very gracious, empire.

So...

It's nice.

It's...

It's very relaxing, and...

And there's a window, so...

That's good.

Thank you.

Empire, if I'm permitted to ask...

Is this part of the arrangement?

Or what I mean is, do you always follow up after?

Am I in trouble?

What do you remember?

You choosing me.

The transport back here.

Nothing else?

Isn't that the idea?

Did you ever wonder why I kept you on for longer than a night?

Maybe it's ego.

But I just assumed...

I was very good at sex.

It wasn't that.

The sex was bad?

No, I only mean I'm... I mean, it was more than that.

It was...

Put this behind your ear.

What is it?

It's all the time they stole from you. All your memories.

Wait, I don't... I stole them back from our memorium.

For you.

I know it's unorthodox, me coming here,

but a few days ago, you would've wanted these memories back.

I don't understand.

What do you want from me?

I selected you, yes,

but as I explained the process, you asked if I would let you keep your memories.

That's nothing new. We're asked it all the time.

People get cold feet, they don't like us rooting around in their brains,

but when you asked, you believed I would do it.

You looked at me, and you saw a person who might do you a kindness,

so I did.

I threw out the rules for you,

and we lived together, and you loved me.

You did.

And we had plans.

I was gonna come here with you.

We were going to live out a very dark time in the galaxy right here.

Just put this on.

No!

We had an arrangement.

A business arrangement, and it came with a lot of money,

but I don't want to remember it.

I have a life here, and I'm very certain that you are wrong about what we were...

I'm not!

I'm not.

I know about your beliefs.

The inheritance.

And if you put this on,

you'll find that you experienced something that must qualify as a miracle.

You've met a robot.

I need to feel like I'm drowning.

Like I can't breathe.

That will not be a problem.

Where is the second foundation?

The place you made your home and pinned your hopes.

Tell me!

You saw?

I've tried to figure out where the battle happens,

I just don't have enough points of reference.

I do.

That was trantor.

The imperial library.

That doesn't make any sense.

Have you ever gone further?

Beyond the moment of quantum decoherence.

I've tried, but there's nothing.

After that point, there's nothing. Just... just black.

I want to see it.

You wanna... you wanna do that again?

I phrased it as a suggestion.

Just get it over with.

What the fuck?

I suffered a system failure and cycled through a hard reboot

which resulted in a localized emp.

After I recovered, I discovered your heart had stopped

and was forced to perform a defibrillation.

So we died and saw nothing.

Both statements are inaccurate.

A cardiac arrest is not death.

And there was something.

Something you missed.

An infrasonic signature.

Sixty-five octaves below the middle c.

Far below the range of human hearing.

Gravitational waves emanating from a black hole.

So four months from now, I'll be...

Orbiting the ergosphere of a black hole.

Going down to the surface soon.

Newlyweds and the clown haven't come back.

- Does that mean you listened? - I listened very closely.

You gonna let me out then?

Well, let's review something first.

Now, I was curious about your recent travels.

Yeah, you'd been gone so long,

so I asked greer to make sure my ship was running all right.

You purged the logs, but based on the fuel reports,

we think you might have gone to the far end of the scutum-centaur us arm

but space is big.

Wherever did you go, captain?

You've done all this work...

Why don't you tell me?

Honestly it doesn't matter.

Whichever planet you went to, the conclusion's the same.

You're working for someone.

You knew about the mule before anyone else,

and more to the point, you knew how dangerous he was.

How?

Who warned you?

And who are you really serving?

Because it's never been me.

I work and have only ever worked for the seldon plan.

I am loyal to that.

Nice and vague.

Would you like to go to the vault and hear from the man himself?

Too bad you can't.

Enjoy the eclipse.

I know about your religion.

And I don't care.

I didn't come here with an army, I came with some fucking candy.

And I came alone.

What is...

- I didn't know what else to do. - You called someone.

Who did you... stay away from her!

I...

Look, I am not here

we knew something was wrong

the moment a claviger was seen entering the city.

Cleon I almost wiped our people out.

That's never happening again.

And you come here and threaten us.

No, no. I... I have his face, and there's nothing I can do about...

Song.

My full name is songbird-17.

And I do not belong to you.

If I ever told you I loved you, it is because I was scared of you.

I never could've loved you.

This is ocean glass-49.

She's my life mate.

I mean, how did he build this?

How is this even possible?

Hello, ebling.

How's my biographer?

I've been getting everything into place for you.

Thought he'd be taller.

He's a hologram, lovely.

Yeah, all the more reason.

I am hari seldon. Whe... I am Trenton indbur III,

mayor of new terminus and leader of the foundation.

Yes.

Dr. Mis told me of the indbur's extended tenure

over the foundation.

Well, thank you.

Excuse me.

When the foundation was first proposed over three centuries ago,

empire controlled over 10,000 worlds.

Today that number is barely 6,000.

Empire is contracting,

and foundation has grown a healthy merchant class.

We have a member of the alliance of traders present.

Randu mallow.

Mallow, no less.

How fitting.

You've likely been involved in a cold war your entire life,

torn between sedition and outright insurrection.

A too undisciplined outer arm of the foundation

pitted against a too authoritarian central government.

The result was obvious.

A revolt by the independent traders.

War, though inevitable, can be mitigated,

and beyond this crisis, psycho history sees something beautiful.

A union of worlds.

But what about the mule?

The mule, Dr. Seldon.

The foundation and the traders have agreed to a ceasefire so we can fight him.

We know he's important, right?

We know he is.

What is the mule?

"Where is the mule?" Might be the better question.

The answer?

He's already here.

- Warden, what is this? - I'm not controlling it.

Alas, the architect.

Tucked away like a tortoise hiding in his shell.

Do you have a way to look up?

There's a sword, dangling on a string right above you.

The black tongue.

While you've been pontificating down there,

I've been proliferating up here.

Those are our own ships, firing on each other.

Just culling the herd before I take the reigns.

Then we will all march on trantor together.

That was always my plan.

Tell me, was this part of your plan?

Dr. Seldon...

Help us!

I'm feeling a little tippled. I...

It's the null field.

Seldon's putting it back up.

Run!

You have given me much to consider, miss dornick.

But will you help us?

You have successfully made the case for what you've characterized as visions.

But until these future events come to pass,

I have no way of proving whether these are actual premonitions

or simply hallucinations.

You think I'm crazy.

You're asking me to take action based on your belief,

and until I can assure myself that helping you

will not harm the dynasty,

the most I will do in this moment is permit you to live.

You were fortunate tonight, miss dornick.

When I grasped your throat,

I assumed you would not survive our conversation.

What is it?

The galaxy's awash with transmissions.

The mule has attacked new terminus.

He will have commandeered the foundation's whisper fleet,

which means he could be on trantor's doorstep in a heartbeat.

Pritch. Pritcher, it's me.

If you can answer me, please just...

Just tell me you're safe.

Bayta! Hey!

Indbur!

Hey!

- Sorry, ebling. There's no more room! - Wait!

Bayta.

Hey. Hey.