All language subtitles for Another.Life.2019.S01E03.WEBRip.x264-ION10

If you're not gonna wake up,
I'm making pancakes.

She gets that from you.

That willfulness?
No, that's pure Breckinridge.

I'm up.

-I gotta go over a lecture, anyway.
-What do you say we call in sick

and rendezvous back here?

Is that--

Smoke detected in kitchen.

-Oh, shit.
-Pancakes!

-Jana! Hold on there, buddy.
-Smoke detected.

Okay, you...

Here we go.

Your daughter has you wrapped
around her pinky.

Yes, she does.

All right, there you go.
Don't forget the maple syrup.

-Eat your breakfast, please.

-Eat.
Okay.

Hey, were you serious about playing hooky?

Yeah.

What happened to my cartoon?

This...

is Harper Glass.

This is it, people.

A UFO. An honest to God

unidentified flying object just...

-dropped out of the sky.

-Sh, baby.
-I've got followers all across the country

-saying they saw it.
-Oh...

Six minutes ago, somebody saw it...

-...over Rochester, New York.
-...my God.

-Five minutes later, Kansas City--
-I-- I don't like it.

-Hey.
-...Jackson, Wyoming...

-It's okay, honey.
-...now Washington State.

Hold on, I'm getting a report.

Let me put it up.

That's it.

That is what I saw.

This is not a hoax.

I repeat.

This is not a hoax.

Muscle spasms?
-I--

We're gonna lose her.

It's not a stroke.
There's no history of epilepsy.

-There's nothing in her charts.

That planet? Could we have brought
something back that was contagious?

What's that?

We-- We can't hear you.

Oh, my God.

Please throw me out an airlock.

You have to throw me--

Niko!

Please--

Please! Please!

If this was a virus or...

or some kind of bacteria,

wouldn't we be showing symptoms?

If someone sneezes on you,

it doesn't mean
you automatically catch a cold.

Okay, Petra is stabilized,

-so we--
-Nuh-uh. Stop right there, farm boy!

You can go ahead
and back right the fuck on up.

-Michelle--
-No. Hell, no.

That evil little parasite got dragged in
with his goddamn soil samples.

Oh, no, my soil samples were sterilized.
All of them.

-Stop talking. You're breathing it on us.
-No, I'm not!

Okay, enough!

Petra's blood and urine came back clean.

Which makes sense.
She didn't even step foot on that planet.

So it's not a virus, then?

It's not communicable?

Well, the only thing that was wonky
were her stress hormones

which were all elevated.

No shit, she was stressed.
She was flopping on the floor like a fish.

All right, we have other fires
we need to put out.

-As screwed as we were yesterday.

Same goes for long-range navigation.

So, we're lost
and we can't even tell anybody?

-Awesome.

We're not completely lost.

We have one reference point.

Sirius A.

Backtrack, reorient.
Find our original course.

-Do it.
-Done.

August, get somatic back up and running.
Take Oliver.

Cas, we'll see what we can do
with the FTL drive. Javier?

-See if you can help Michelle with comms.
-I don't need help.

Are they working?

Look,

I know you're all on edge right now
and I am right there with you,

but that is no reason to panic.

We need to stay focused on the things
that we have control over.

Right now, it's getting back on course.

Uh, ah... What can I do to help?

'Cause I'm not entirely useless.

Get people coffee,

keep 'em fed.

To think we could have brought
160 pounds of toilet paper instead.

-Oh.

God, it's like a furnace in here.

Something must be overheating.

Well, it's a clue, at least.

Let's check the cooling systems first.

Petra will be okay.

Just can't think about it too much.

Right.

Absolutely, yeah.

Cas, can you come up here
and shine a light?

Yeah.

Yeah, that's good. Thanks.

Just... Okay.

Motherfucker!

God... damn!

Fuck!

Niko, you haven't slept for days.
Why don't you take a break?

When, Cas?

When do I take a break?
Before I shoot Petra out of an airlock?

Or after I map an entire quadrant
of the fucking galaxy

we were never supposed
to be in in the first place?

-Sorry.
-Ah, it's okay.

We are just... fucked!

Yerxa fucked us.
He literally fucked us.

Maybe I read him wrong,
I don't know.

I think maybe he read you wrong.

How's that?

'Cause if he'd known what you were
really made of, on the inside?

How you'd do anything for this mission?

He would have known you'd kill him.

There's this guy back on Earth.

Oh, yeah?

I must have had a crush on him
since middle school.

So, like, what, a week ago?

Pretty much.

Anyway...

a few days before we left,

he reached out, out of nowhere.

Asked if I wanted to get frozen yogurt.

To profess his undying love?

We could have been soulmates.

Maybe...

settled down one day.

A few kids.

Now, I'll never know. A few kids, huh?

I always wanted a big, crazy family.

Yeah, so that way
it would never get boring, you know?

You and... uh...

Uh, Melissa?

Melissa.

How did you guys leave things?

A little too early for the kid talk,
you know?

But you must have been...

pretty sad to say goodbye?

Nothing's really changed for us.

Our thing has always been, um...

long-distance.

Except for
the you might never come back part.

I mean, is she waiting for you?

Are you guys open?

You know, it's... it's gotta...
it's gotta be the cooling system.

It's more than
just a climate control issue.

Are you fucking kidding me?

My daughter heard about her mom
from your site.

I'm sorry, but I'm glad
I got your attention.

I don't want your apology.

Fair. Won't happen again.

We're on the same side.

Here it comes.

I'm not who you think I am, Erik.

The second I have anything concrete
about Niko or the Salvare,

you'd be the first to know.

-Pretty sure I'd know before you.

Dubois tell you
about her list of replacements for you?

You're on borrowed time, Erik.

If you hadn't played Name That Tune
with the Artifact...

My site isn't the most popular news source
in the world

because of the crossword puzzles.

I can keep you ahead of Dubois.

You keep me informed
and I'll keep you informed.

My work's classified,
so I don't share that with anyone.

So, you're just gonna leave Niko
out there alone

because you're not willing
to risk your integrity?

Yeah.

Aah!

What the hell, William?
I was finally asleep.

Pulling up visuals now.

We've entered Sirius A's version
of an Oort cloud.

How the fuck did we miss that?

Our sensors are down. I told everyone,
but did anyone listen? Nah.

-Without sensors--
-Right, my eyes will have to do.

Open the Crow's Nest. Everyone strap in.

That one was a bit close.

Fuck, I didn't even see that.

-Yeah...
-There's another cluster ahead.

-Just come take over.
-Yeah.

What's goin' on?

Niko, what's goin' on

I can't see.

-No.

No, there were some black spots earlier,

-but I thought it was just eye strain.
-Are you feeling dizzy or irritable--

Are you fucking kidding me?

This isn't psychosomatic.

No, I didn't say it was.

Your stress hormones are off the charts.

It could be a lack of sleep or...

-more likely--
-I've got what Petra's got...

only I'm blind.

I thought you tested her.
I-- I thought her blood was clean.

She is.

You both are.

But I'm not an astrobiologist.

So, wake one up.

Okay, Julian, the hydrogen
peroxide was boiled and electrolyzed

and the soil samples went through
a UV bath light and a chemical wash.

-All per procedure.

All right, come on in. I'm presentable.

Like, soil samples?
Tell me the chemical composition.

Nothing unusual.
Calcium, phosphorus, a little boron.

A little boron?

Bernie, did you even take
basic astrobiology?

'Cause if you did,
you'd remember that boron,

under the right circumstances,

that can provide the basic
building blocks of life.

Um, none of my tests would have caught
a boron-based virus.

It's okay. You couldn't have known.

No, he could have...

but he didn't.

Smooth sailing, Niko,

but we're still 28 hours out.

Sirius B is only now coming into view.

How are you doin'?

I'm fine. Don't worry about me.
Just work on setting a course.

How are we coming with nav?

Oh, I fixed it. Didn't I mention that?

I pulled a whole new operating system
out of my ass.

Just like that, ready to go.

Uh, we managed to recover
some garbled transmissions from Earth.

There's, uh... there's one there for you.

All right, well, send it on through
when you get a chance.

You all know where to find me.

"We... We...

managed to--"
What did "we" manage to do?

Exactly what did you do, Javier?

Oh, you helped

He helped. Great.
Everybody gets a fucking ribbon.

-Okay.

I don't need your help
sending a goddamn email.

We're all gonna die.
You realize that, right?

First Petra gets sick, now Niko.
Who's next?

Go get some air.

Now.

If soma comes back up,
can we put her down first?

-Shit.
Ready?

See

Pretty good, huh?

Parma at school taught me.

You don't know Parma.

I met her after you left.
Her after you left.

-Stop transmission. Stop!
-Her after you left. Her after you left.

-Her after you left. Her after you left.

-Her after you left.
-Oh!

Thank you.

Are you still there?

I am.

It's hard to tell.

I've... fixed the glitch on the video.

Can you tell me what's happening?

Sure, I can do that.

You'll meet her
when you come back from space.

Oh! And we also made up
this totally new move called the wormhole.

Watch.

-Jana's...
-Okay. One, two...

-...running down the lawn.
-Whoo-hoo!

-Okay. One, two, three...
-Now she's kneeling.

One, two, three...

-Doing a somersault.

-And another somersault.
-Whoo-hoo!

-And a--
-Whoops!

-This kid really likes her somersaults.

Fun.

And it looks as if we're heading
for a big finale.

And...

it's... a handstand.

Oh, right.

Doing it...

Steady...

and she's down.

Did you like it, Mommy?

I've been practicing it a lot.

-It took me forever to figure out...
-Thank you.

There's still loads more.

-...not fall over.
-You can turn it off, please.

I can't wait to show you for real--

You're gonna get your sight back.

You'll see her again,
and not just on a holo-transmission.

I know it.

You don't know that.

Call if you need me.

Julian? A word, please.

We can walk and talk
at the same time, I'm assuming.

-Yeah.

Earlier, in the lab,
I was watching you work.

You're heating the sample up
a tad too quickly.

I was

'Cause I spent my childhood inoculating
baby chicks against the Zambian flu.

You grew up in a petting zoo?

No, man, I grew up on the largest farm
in Northern Iowa.

Northern Iowa? Wow.

Fucking... Out of all the people
we could have woken up...

You got the best guy for the job.

Had they woken me up before you,
I'd have made sure decontamination rules

-were actually followed.
-Hey, hey, hey. They were followed...

to the best of my abilities.

-Yeah.

While you've been asleep,
I've been through the following.

Mutiny, the ship spinning
like a merry-go-round,

a very public
electrocution-slash-execution

that left a very distinct smell
of burnt hair and flesh,

floating though the ship,

crash landing on a rogue planet
and a freakin' volcanic eruption.

So I'm sorry if I didn't realize
that life could be boron-based

and that that life could evade
our best contamination efforts.

-Mm-hm.
-And--

Can this please wait
until after I've told everyone

that I've isolated the virus
that's infecting this crew?

Or is this more important?

Hello?

Hello, who's there?

Hello?

Hah!

-You're the real virus on this ship, Niko.

-You.

You're not thinking clearly, Michelle.

Don't you tell me what I am or am not.

You don't give a fuck about me.

The only person you give a rat's ass
on this ship about is Cas.

Cas ain't here to protect you now, is she?

Is she?

William?

Tell Zayn I have another patient.

Bernie, let me out.
Bernie, let me out, okay?

She wants to kill us, you know that.

You know she wants to kill us.
She always has.

Zayn, why are you protecting her?
Let me go. I'll do it.

I'll do it. I'll do it! I'll kill her.

-Oh, yeah...

The chemistry is-- It's astonishing.

The iron attaches itself to the boron
as a scaffolding

to form the protein chains.

So these protein chains,
that's what's making us sick?

Well, it attacks
the central nervous system.

A huge spectrum of potential symptoms.

With you, it's your sight,
with Michelle, her amygdala's gone rabid.

This is the first non carbon-based
life-form ever discovered.

I'm naming it Bernardium Pageius.

If you're trying to get in my good books

by attaching my name
to some bizarro space flu...

Not the way to do it.

No, you're the source.

Patient zero.

I-- I don't have any symptoms.

I isolated this from your blood.
You stepped out on that rogue planet,

you brought it back with you.

It explains how Petra got it
without ever leaving the ship.

You're the carrier.

Does this mean that we all have it?

Those of us awake do.

-The crew in soma sleep are safe.

The virus is airborne.

I was infected the moment
you woke me up from soma.

The fuck's Julian doing awake?

Are your eyeballs dry?
Because mine feel like sandpaper.

Wait, wait, wait, wait. Look, look, look.

Look where the gaps land musically.

Okay, the first hits a C, G sharp's next--

-Erik--
-An augmented fifth,

-then a diminished second.

Exactly. Line them up numerically.

-I tried that two days ago.
-Yeah.

-It didn't work.
-Nothing fucking works.

Sorry.

It's okay.

-Though the IT department might disagree.

You and I,
we're pretty fuckin' smart people, right?

Why can't we crack this?

We will.

What aren't we seeing? It's not like
they'd send us a message to baffle us.

Unless, of course,
they're intergalactic sadists.

All right.

Call up Amos.

Tell him to get his ass off the field
and come meet up with us.

-Away from this,

and away from that,

and off to a magical place
that normal people like to call...

the bar.

Mm-hm.

-You're fixating on word fragmentation--

-I'm not even convinced it's language--
-We must look past conventional thought--

-We kind of need to use--
-You don't know how to do that.

Hey, hey, hey. We're here to drink beer,
eat nachos and get heartburn.

-Less thinking, more drinking.

Yes. Fine.

Trivia night! Prepare to meet your doom.

And on that note,
I'm gonna go empty my bladder.

Oh. Jesus Christ.

I swear to God, if you keep stalking me...

I see your team
is lettin' their hair down.

Blowin' off some steam.

Harper!

-You came, buddy!
-Ha-ha!

-Oh, okay.
-Of course.

I mean, I am a demon at trivia night.

I mean, I would not miss it
for the world, you know?

Yeah, well,
we are gonna kick some nerd ass!

-Uh... No offense.

Friends everywhere, huh?

Yeah, well, knowing people is what I do.
See, Vic... there?

He just wants to show people he's more
than just a stupid soybean farmer,

and you, you wanna protect your family...

and get that Artifact to talk to you.

But you don't want to sacrifice
your principles to do that.

And you?

Do you have any principles?

I want the truth...

and that comes before everything.

Okay.

Let's make a deal.

My brains versus your brawn,

and if I win,

you leave me and my family alone
for a whole month.

And if you lose...

I get a half-hour.

You tell me everything you know
about that...

hunk of whatever it is you call it
out in that field.

-I mean, it's all just scientific data--

Hm?

Deal.

♪ Uh ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

-Yes!
-Yeah!

That's right, JB. Back on top!

-Dang!
I love it.

I love this smack. It's so sassy.

Okay, okay. "Who won the first Academy
Award ever for best virtual reality lead?"

♪ And I'm much too loud ♪

♪ And I'm so caught up ♪

Pop culture bullshit.

What do you expect? This ain't the SATs.

I'm afraid of that guy.

Lisa Yee. It's gotta be.

-Damn it.
-Evelyn DiCaprio.

Yes.

-Nice.
-Yeah!

-Singh, come on!

-Big fuckin' Artifact

lands in your backyard,

takes away your means
of makin' a livin'?

You'd probably have more time
to catch up on this...

pop culture bullshit too.

Neck and neck.

All comes down to this.

♪ All this precious heat ♪

Okay. Okay. Okay.

Okay.

"How long does it take
the Elon Musk Space Station

to orbit the Earth?"

Ninety minutes.

Ninety minutes. 92, actually.

All right. Time's a-wasting, guys.

-Five.

Four. Three.

-Come on, come on...
-Two...

And that's why we have PhDs

-and you don't.
-Okay...

-Whoo!
-Grab him. Settle down.

What?

Well played. Good game.

Go.There you go.

Whoa! You've been hiding out on us?

Privilege does have its privileges.

This is a sipping drink, by the way,

-so do not knock it back, Bernie.
-Mm!

Oh, God.

Oh, my God, I'm so happy to see you.
Do you remember anything? Like...

asking me to throw you out of an airlock?

If you'd done that, Zayn would have
thrown you out, you know that?

Uh, no. "First, do no harm."
Even out in space.

Here's all I remember. One minute,
I'm standing there, totally fine.

And the next thing I know,
every nerve in my body is on fire.

Pain like I've never experienced, but...

now, it's like nothing ever happened.

It's like childbirth.

-Trust me, you forget that.
-Yeah.

Otherwise, women would have stopped
having children a long time ago.

Or figured out a way to make men do it.

Yeah!

And, um... you, Niko

Uh, no, not yet.

Well, I-- I mean, if Niko's symptoms
follow the same pattern as Petra's,

it's only a matter of time
before she regains her sight.

-Yeah. Yeah.
Amen.

Amen.

Hm.

Well... Um...

I have a toast to make.

Uh...

To space bugs.

Na zdorovie!
Cheers.

Eh!

You pack a punch.

Like Michelle.

Uh, but you leave
before you outgrow your welcome.

Yeah, and those things are about
as welcome as a nasty bout of gonorrhea.

Ugh.

-Oh, that is so disgusting.
-Well, I'm glad I got to meet it.

Yeah?

Tell me that when you...

When you...

Okay, uh... let's get you back to the lab.
I think this was a little too much,

-too soon.

Yeah. I should have stopped at one plate.

-Oh.
Yeah.

What's going on?

Oh, my neck.

Don't-- Don't--

Okay. Whoa, what the fuck is that?

-Hold her arms. Hold her arms!
-Will do.

Guys, what's... what's going on?

Oh, Jesus Christ!

Guys, can someone please tell me
what the fuck is going on?

Her nervous system is being
pulled straight the fuck out of her!

-Dear God.

Oh, my God!

-Oh! Oh, God!
Jesus Christ!

Holy fuck!

This virus is communicable.

It's deadly and we have no idea
how to stop it.

Protocol is clear. We initialize
a decontamination of the ship.

William wakes up a new crew.

First, we'll open up all the airlocks.

We'll vent the infected atmosphere
and contents into space.

And second,
the ship's fire extinguishing system

will spray the interior
with a liquid chemical disinfectant

and destroy any remaining microbial life.

Its "contents"?

You mean us, Julian, 'cause that's
what you're talkin' about here.

-Mass suicide.
-Bernie,

this virus will kill
every single one of us.

-Not me. I'm resistant to this thing.
-Jesus, Bernie.

-He's not wrong.
-I'm not talking about saving myself.

I'm saying... use me.

Make me your guinea pig.
There has to be a cure.

I did this.

Let me fix it.

It will take an hour

to rig the system with disinfectant.

So, record messages to your families,
spend it with each other.

Whatever you want, the time is yours.

I'm sorry. I wish there was another way.

Did you mean what you said?

Yes, absolutely. Please.

Okay.

We don't know if what happened to Petra
is gonna happen to you.

Yes, we do.

The antibody is based
on your natural resistance.

It's to trick the infected cells
into committing suicide,

but even if I had weeks, it could
still backfire, which could, uh...

could get ugly. Okay. Now what?

Now we wait.

So this is how you choose to spend
the last few minutes of your life?

Could think of one or two better ways.

I figure our new crew is going to need
somatic just as much as we did.

-Well, thank you. I really appreciate it.
-Activate soma bed five.

Soma activated.

Holy shit! You got it to work?

Not just it. All of them.

Uh... How? We tried everything.

Well, we need to go and tell Niko...

that they're working.

See

Parma at school taught me.

You don't know Parma.

I met her after you left.

You'll meet her
when you come back from space.

-Oh, I can't wait.
-Oh!

And we also made up this totally new move
called the wormhole.

Watch.

You see the cell shrinkage
and the nuclei fragmenting?

Oh, my God, it's working.

On you.

Let's see if it works on someone

-without your resistance.
-Whoa, whoa, wait, wait!

I can feel the... the warmth spreading.

Wait, I-- I didn't feel that.

Ow!

The blister, it's already forming.

Oh, the virus is accelerating.

Okay, so what do I do?

What do you need?
-Hurry.

-Okay, take my notes.
What?

Wait. What No!
No, no, no, no! Come on. No!

-No.

Press the button.
-No.

Look...

Push the button.

No.

Oh, you goddamn useless piece of shit.

Do something for once in your life
and press the--

I'm a dead man anyway.

Bernie!

Press the fucking button, Bernie!

Come on, damn it.

There's gotta be something we missed.

It's time.

No, all right?

No way is this piece of shit
alien goddamn rogue virus

gonna destroy our mission.

Killer stars, earthquakes,
and volcanic eruptions

and we're taken out by something
we can't even see.

You guys deserve better than this.

Is there anything I can do?

Um... Anyone you wanna
see or talk to? I... uh...

I know it's not the real thing,
but if you wanted to speak with...

-say, your mother--
-Back up.

-I'm sorry. I'm just--
-No, no, no, stay back!

All right. Come back here,
by the microscope.

Ah! There!

Do you see it?

I know I've been a pain in the ass...

more than a pain in the ass,
and I just want you to know that I-- If this is you apologizing,
we don't have much time.

I'm sorry. Me too.

I'm sorry.

Wait! Bernie's coming with news.

Wait! Don't! I have a cure!

A cure?
-The virus reacted sensitive to--

-Yeah, go, go, go.

The me you see is made up of a bunch
of things. UV light, visible light--

and gamma rays.

We believe if we blast the ship
with enough gamma radiation--

It'll decontaminate it and us.

Could that really work?

If the source of the gamma rays
is intense enough, it might.

-So we fly the ship near Sirius.
-But Sirius doesn't emit gamma rays.

-Not enough.
No.

But Sirius B, the white dwarf,
sure as hell does.

Everybody ready?

Yeah.

Open the Crow's Nest.

Lower the electromagnetic shield.

-William!
-Just a little longer. I'm sorry.

We need to be sure.

Thought maybe you weren't gonna show.

Yeah? Well, I'm a man of my word.

Honestly, I was surprised you called.
I mean, you won.

Yeah, not by a lot. Turns out me and
my friends are not as smart as we think.

That was eye-opening.

A data cube.

What am I supposed to do with that?

You're the hard-hitting reporter
with over 250 million followers?

Take this.

Put it out there.

See if they can figure it out.

There's no sign of the virus.

The ship is clean, too.

What is it?

Gamma radiation, li-- like all...

radiation is... very dangerous.

Not just to alien life-forms.

Sorry to tell you this,
but you've all been...

-You've been--

We've all been sterilized.

Uh, I'm sorry. Are you saying
that I'm not gonna have kids?

I know that this is a shock

to all of us.

Any of you need to talk
or need anything--

Fuck this fucking mission.

Hey.

It's better than our nervous systems
bursting out of our shoulder blades.

Javier?

Everybody meet in somatic in an hour.

We woke him up into a literal nightmare.

But Julian, he...

He knew what was important,
and he...

fought for it till the end.

For nothing.

It wasn't for nothing, Bernie.

He'd still be with us right now
if he hadn't gone after that stupid cure.

And then you wouldn't have found
the real cure

and we would all be dead.

The biggest sacrifice each of us made
was signing up for this mission, Bernie.

♪ Our love's for real ♪

Thanks.

♪ How'd it take a long, long time ♪

♪ To let us feel ♪

-♪ Try to relate ♪

♪ In my state ♪

♪ And the aura around me says ♪

What are you doing, baby?

♪ My love is for real ♪

I just wanna remember
every bit of you,

when you're gone.

-♪ Touchin' your face ♪
-I am coming back.

We will be together again soon,
I promise you.

Okay?

I love you so much.

♪ To be here ♪

Okay?

I love you.

I love you.

♪Turnin' the wheel ♪

♪ On my street ♪

Okay, bye.

♪ My heart still skips a beat ♪

♪ It's echoin', echoin' ♪

♪ Echoin', echoin', echoin', echoin' ♪

♪ Baby, baby, baby ♪

♪ I've been searchin' for you ♪

♪ I want to be ♪

She'll be okay.

♪ In love ♪

♪ Baby, baby, baby ♪

♪ I've been waitin', waitin', waitin' ♪

♪ My whole life ♪

♪ For someone like you ♪

♪ It's true that everyone would like ♪

♪ To have met ♪

-♪ A love so real ♪

Guess that leaves me.

I'm gonna miss you, Niko.

I mean...

I-- I'm gonna miss all of you.

Those engineers programmed you
to feel lonely?

-Bloody wankers.
Oh! But this isn't my programming.

Come down and hang out sometime.

I'll sleep better knowing
that you're out there looking out for us.

It's only a few months, right?

Access granted.

Ready when you are.

Don't let the hoppers bite.

Oh, my God! I've got you.

August? Oh, my God.

There's something on board.

What? Hunting us.

-Sh!