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Previously on "Pandora"...

I just lost the two most
important people in my life.

I'm not looking to care
about anyone else.

I'm sorry things didn't work
out with your girlfriend, Tom.

You can do better.

I didn't expect this to happen so fast.

What are we doing?

For years, I lived as a
slave among the Adari.

How can we enslave
those who have no souls?

Get in the escape pod.

I'm going back to engage
the dorsal thrusters.

- You'll die.
- Are you saying that she's...

not human?

- I have to try.
- I know.

Jax.

You need to let me go.

Jax!

Been looking for you.

Jax, can we... Can we talk?

Seriously?

What do you want, Xander?

We have a training mission.

- I want nothing to do with it.
- It's a test, Jax,

- to qualify for Command Track.
- I requested assignment

to the Exploratory
Corps Science Division.

I didn't apply for Command Training.

I know you didn't, but I see it in you.

- You have what it takes.
- I'm not interested...

A good captain can be the difference

between life and death for
those under their command.

It's a responsibility
that very few can handle.

But maybe we were wrong about you.

I'll see you tomorrow at 0500 hours.

Or not.

It's your choice, Jax!

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So, do you think she'll show?

You would know better than me.

I'm pretty sure she's not even
interested in Command Track.

I don't think she knows what she wants.

Avar Sumitov, reporting for duty.

Magda Coy.

Science and Medical Division.

Greetings, I'm...

Ralen the Zatarian. I know.

I saw you at open mic
night at the Black Hole.

I liked what you said.

Are you going to be the first
Zatarian captain in EarthCom?

You can call me Pilar.

Or future captain, if that's easier.

Jax Zhou. Future captain's roommate.

Command Track, huh?

Keeping my options open?

You dated Greg Li, right?

You knew him?

We dated freshman year.

Great guy. Killer abs.

I was shocked to hear he
dropped out of the Academy.

Me too.

Cadets!

Each of you has the
potential for Command Track.

But it takes more than potential

to get a special recommendation
from me to Chancellor Melvoin.

To that end, today's mission
will be something of a pop quiz

that you will be tested
on your piloting ability,

as well as overcoming
unexpected obstacles.

You will also be graded on how
well you can work as a team.

You get me?

We get you, sir.

Good.

Oh, man!

Oh, that was, like, so amazing.

Way better than the VR sex
I was having with my ex.

Oh, I should have broken
up with her eons ago.

I'd cut her some slack.

VR sex can never be as
good as the real thing.

Yeah.

Physically, that was amazing.

Mind blowing, actually.

Physically? I don't know.

I feel like there was something...

more going on, you know?

Like a real connection.

Well, we did connect.
Several times, actually.

Not the connection I was talking about.

But...

I don't know, just different.

Does sex ever feel different for you?

Well, yeah. Of course.

I've had sex in all sorts
of different positions.

You know, it feels different every time.

Okay, no, that's...

That's not what I meant.

I mean... I mean, yeah,

sex in different positions,
that's great. But...

what I mean is connecting
with a sexual partner,

but in an emotional way,

where it was truly something special.

Have you ever experienced that?

Honestly, no.

I mean, I do have emotions, of course,

but sex has always been just, well, sex.

Oh, Atria, Atria, sex can...
Sex should be, so much..

So much more than that.

Then help me.

Tell me what "so much more" feels like.

It's just...

more.

I don't know. It's just...

Just more, I don't know.

Must be a really important feeling

if that's all you can say about it.

It is.

The most important feelings
are the hardest to describe.

You feel it in more than just your body.

You feel it in your... in your...

Soul?

Remember, I was raised
believing I didn't have a soul.

And really, how does anyone
even really know they have one?

You just feel it. And I feel...

I feel our souls connecting.

Okay, okay.

I think I know what we should do.

We should go on a date.

Atria...

will you go on a real date with me?

How is that different from
what we're doing right now?

Oh, it's just...

It's just different.
It's special. It might...

It might help you feel
what I'm talking about.

If it's important to you,

let's do it.

- Really?
- Uh-huh.

Okay, well, it's a date.

Yes, it is a date.

Whatever that means.

Sometimes your navigation goes down.

And as a commander, you're
forced to take the helm.

Cadet Coy, final year at the Academy,

hoping for a command posting
in the Science Division.

Yes, fingers firmly crossed, Sir.

As you know, the
electromagnetic radiation

from this nebula is going to
play havoc with the navigation,

so we're going to need
you to fly us safely

through the nebula without the
use of your instrumentation.

Copy that, Sir.

What'd I do? I didn't touch anything.

Help! Please!

We're 12 sectors out of Gamma Hydra.

Section 11.

We're dying here.

Please.

This is part of our training
mission too, right, Sir?

- Please, anyone...
- The realism and inflection

of the voice is most impressive.

This is EarthCom training
vessel Earhart responding.

What is the nature of your emergency?

I think this is the real deal, guys.

I repeat, this is EarthCom
training vessel Earhart.

What is the nature of your emergency?

Hello?

Hello? Do you read me?

There are no other EarthCom
ships in the sector,

Commander Duvall, just yours.

Sir, my cadets are not
prepared or equipped

to give emergency assistance or exfil.

We just received intel

that another ship is within ten hours

from the source of the transmission.

Ten hours?

With respect, that might
be ten hours too late.

You and your team will stand down

and resume your original
training mission.

Commodore Saninski out.

Copy that.

Earhart out.

Jax?

So now we just sit around and hope

that whoever was on the other
side of that distress call

can make it another ten hours.

We have to do something, Xander.

We can't do something.

And while we're on a mission,

it's Commander Duvall, Cadet Zhou.

An EarthCom ship could
have made a huge difference

if it were in the vicinity of New
Portland when it was attacked.

My parents and everyone
else on that colony

might still be alive.

And I would be devastated to know

there was a ship close enough to help.

A ship that was just told to do nothing.

Only recon.

Nothing more.

Simple recon. Nothing more, Commander.

Commander, there's no record

of any Earth outpost in this sector,

but I am detecting life
signs on the planet.

Bring us down, Cadet Coy.

Once we achieve seal,

Cadets Zhou, Coy, Ralen, and Avar,

you're with me on the surface.

Pilar, stay with the ship and
monitor comms and vitals.

Emergency lights.

They're running on auxiliary power.

Jax.

What?

Simple recon. I know.

This is Commander Duvall of EarthCom,

responding to your distress call.

Can you hear me?

What is that?

We need to get back to the ship. Now.

We can't just leave.

We can't just stay either, Jax.

You're not trained for this.

Isn't training meant to prepare us

to risk our lives to help others?

Like Greg did.

Yeah, but not to throw them away.

That is the job of any good commander,

and right now, I am the
only commander here.

My responsibility is the safety and life

of everyone under my command,
and that includes you, Jax.

People are in trouble, Xander.

We have to do everything we can to help.

Avar!

Guys! Come on!

Aah! Help me!

Come on!

Help me!

We need to fall back. Right now.

This way.

Hurry, follow me

before they finish him and get you.

- Let's go.
- Go, go.

Go, go!

What the hell is going on here?

Look, I'm trying to save
you so you can save us.

The distress call. That was you?

What are those things?

Those "things"... are us.

Okay, we should be safe in here.

Okay, I need one of you
to tell me right now

why that distress call was sent,

why I just lost one of my cadets...

Wait, wait, you guys are cadets?

Even the Zatarian?

You got a problem with that?

This is a research facility.

Strictly built for special projects.

Special, as in off the grid.

Forging bacteria strains?

At a level you wouldn't understand.

What does any of this have to do

with what we were just attacked by?

Some experiments fail.

Some failures are catastrophic.

What is really going on here?

We've all been infected.

Dr. Palmer got hit before any of us,

so we've been watching him,
trying to better understand.

The strain incites a series
of alarming mutations.

It suppresses the higher brain function

and stimulates the more primal one.

How long did this metamorphosis take?

The length of the
cycle is unpredictable.

Whereas the stages remain consistent.

In just a few hours,
a once brilliant mind

has been reduced to one
singular, horrific drive.

To eat.

Eat what?

Whoever they get first.

♪ Tell me all your thoughts on God ♪

The best thing about the 1990s?

- Mm-hmm.
- Boy bands, Dunkaroos,

Doc Martens, grunge.

Kind of everything, really.

I'd never driven a car before.

I love it.

I've been on ground transports,
but that was awesome.

How does it work?

Old-fashioned combustion engine.

Ran on fossil fuels.

Fossil fuels?

Rotting plants and dead dinosaurs.

Ew.

Is this what Earth used to be like?

No. This was way before the
Great Migration started,

and from what I've read,
Earth was getting crowded.

We would never have had
the road to ourselves.

I can only imagine how Pilar
would have lived back then.

Like, the Internet had just begun.

No datastream.

And if you wanted to know something,

you'd have to go to a library
and look it up in a book.

- That would take forever.
- Right.

And, and, and the traditional
way to greet a friend was...

"Wassup?"

You know, I've never
been on a date before.

As a slave on Adar,

I was created to only serve my masters.

I'm so sorry you had to live like that.

Yes and no.

I wouldn't exist at all if
it weren't for the Adari.

Well, I hope our date is living
up to your expectations.

Thank you.

Mm, this is fun.

But I'm still not sure
what it has to do with us

having a sexual relationship.

Okay...

there is more to a
relationship than just sex.

It's about enjoying
everything about each other

and feeling our souls connecting.

You feel it too, don't you?

I'm honestly not sure.

Hey. Wait, wait, where are you going?

Emergency evac.

These are cadets, trainees,

and you've invited them into a
hotbed of virulent infection.

- Commander Duvall...
- We are not taking them with us.

We are sending a properly
equipped medivac team.

Tell them.

Go on, tell them it's too late.

Too late for what?

You can't leave.

The infection is airborne.

Ever since you arrived,
you've been infected.

In just a few hours' time,
we'll all be like him.

Commander Duvall, I'm sorry.

You're also positive for infection.

Pilar?

We're under full quarantine.

Under no circumstances
should you break seal,

no matter what happens in here.

If things get ugly...

then you retreat to Earth.

I will not leave you all behind.

That's an order, Pilar.

In two hours, there might not
be anyone left to leave behind.

Duvall out.

Jax, you're next to get tested.

This is all a waste of time.

We already know the results.

Is there any way to
synthesize an antidote

to reverse the infection?

Well, yeah, that's what
I've been trying to do.

I just need to get to my lab
so I can continue my work.

There is no cure.

Guys, I found something.

Ralen's sample is negative.

No infection detected.

They know something.

What are you not telling us?

I am not infected because I am Zatarian?

Is that it?

Yes. Yeah.

It's... It's your Zatarian blood.

Its makeup differs from that of humans.

So it responds to certain
strains, bacterias,

in very different ways.

It's true.

Different species respond
differently to pathogens.

Look, if you survive,

the less you know, the better.

Pilar, I need you to
get on the datastream

and find out everything
you can about this outpost.

The entire research
outpost is off the grid.

It's completely severed
from the datastream.

It's like it doesn't even exist.

Pilar, what if I were
able to network you

over a local node onsite.

Could you hack the mainframe's
encryption protocols?

You already know the answer.

It's a private stream.
Government-level encryption.

Top-level security. You'll never...

Clearly, you've never met Pilar, Doctor.

No. Jax.

I'll go.

I'm in command.

It's my responsibility.

In your condition, you'll never make it.

It's not your responsibility
to get yourself killed...

Commander.

I will go with her.

Fine.

But watch your backs.

Watch your fronts.

You can't hack the
mainframe if you're dead.

Atria?

Thomas.

What the hell are you doing?

What do you mean?

I thought we were dating.

What are you doing with that guy?

Oh, Thomas,

he's got nothing to do with you.

I'd really like to date again.

Oh.

Okay, Atria, whoa.

This... This is not how I roll.

I want to be in a relationship
with you, one-on-one.

Thomas, please.

I do care about your feelings,
but just try to understand.

Soul connection or not,

sex for me is just a
biological function.

A pleasurable one that I've enjoyed

fulfilling with men, women,
and many other alien species.

Not counting my time on Adar,

sex has almost always been
just an enjoyable function.

And with you, it's been
a really enjoyable one.

Oh, yeah, just what
every man wants to be.

An enjoyable function.

You know,

my dad can read minds.

But me, I read emotions.

And I know what you're feeling.

More importantly, what
you're not feeling.

I get it.

I thought I could change you, but...

I guess not.

Keep going. You're
only a few meters away

- from the mainframe vault.
- Pilar, we're in.

I've activated a local network hub.

Can you access a local node now?

Attempting to establish a connection.

They weren't kidding, Jax.

This is some major league encryption.

This is no ordinary research outpost.

Can you break it?

- It's not working.
- It has to work, Pilar.

Xander doesn't have much time left.

I know. I'm trying, okay?

Pilar, can you hear me?

Pilar, can you hear me? Answer me.

Pilar, are you all right? Do you copy?

Pilar!

I've run the simulation ten times.

Everything tells me the antidote
should work, but it's not.

There's something they're
not telling us, sir.

Pilar, can you hear me? Answer me.

Pilar.

It's okay, Jax. I'm all right.

Unfortunately, you're not.

What is it?

This isn't an EarthCom research outpost.

It's a classified biochemical
weapons facility

owned by Parallax Galactic.

What kind of weapons?

Jax...

you need to see this.

Oh, my God, Ralen.

They're all...

Zatarian.

Yes.

Oh, Thomas. Hi.

Hey.

Do you...

do you want to maybe get
together and study tonight?

Maybe we can work on our
stellar cartography homework

and watch the stars together.

Yeah, I finished that last night.

Oh. That's cool.

Maybe we can get together anyway.

No, I have other plans tonight.

Thomas, I...

Look, I want to be
with you and only you.

It's not crazy to expect the same thing.

But you're just not
capable of that, so...

Look, I... I have to go. Sorry.

Thomas, wait...

Please.

How could you experiment
on the Zatarians?

You're supposed to be doctors.

You swore an oath to do no harm.

They were already dead when we got them.

What were you doing with them?

Don't tell them.

Answer her question.

You're under orders.

It's classified.

Wipe out the Zatarians.

That was the objective.

One, aggressive, lethal infection

that humans wouldn't be susceptible to,

and that also would not
appear to be responsible for.

The irony is,

Zatarian biology is similar to humans,

but strangely responded
differently to our pathogens.

Our attempts had the opposite results.

Now, the only ones in danger
of being wiped out are humans.

I should kill you where you stand

for what you tried to do to my people.

Stand down, Ralen.

Did Pilar manage to penetrate
the mainframe network?

Yes.

We have a bigger, more
immediate problem.

This entire facility
is owned by Parallax.

They have a ship en
route here as we speak.

Well, that's no rescue ship.

That's a cleanup ship.

They'll recover whatever
research they want to keep,

and then they'll incinerate
this entire outpost from orbit.

Including us.

If the infection doesn't get us first...

that Parallax ship will.

You said Zatarian biology

was unaffected by the pathogen, right?

More than being unaffected,

Ralen's blood cells seem to be
outright killing the infection.

I think what you've been
missing this whole time

is a living, breathing Zatarian sample.

It appears the only good Zatarian

is not always a dead Zatarian after all.

It's possible the antibodies
in Zatarian blood may be

what we need to potentially
reverse the infection.

You set out to end all Zatarians,

and now only a Zatarian can
save you from ending yourself.

Who says the universe doesn't
have a perverse sense of humor?

I still need to get to the main lab,

and then maybe we can synthesize a cure.

I did not say I would give my blood.

You wished to commit genocide
against my entire race.

And now you expect me to save you.

Commander...

you need to order him
to give us his blood.

Otherwise, we all die here.

Then we all die.

It's his choice.

I can't make it for him.

I think I found something, Commander.

I just ran the infection test again,

and I can't explain it.

I thought it was a mistake at first,

but Jax's sample is also negative.

No infection detected.

There's no sign of anything.

No... no infection.

She's in perfect health.

How is that even possible?

If we had longer, I could
study the bloods further.

But for now we can just
say it's a miracle.

Call it whatever you want.

We don't have time to worry about this.

A Parallax ship is en route
to vaporize this place.

Your blood, your call, Ralen.

We're with the commander.

We support whatever you decide to do.

I will assist you...

because you are my friends.

And it's what any honorable
commander would do.

But I do not have to like it.

Jax...

Jax...

neither you nor Ralen are infected.

You don't have to do this.

Just be here when we get back.

Is that an order, cadet?

You bet your ass it is.

I don't have much time left myself.

I need your scientists to come with us

and help me in the lab.

On it, sir.

You need to go. Now!

Okay, just a bit further
to the lab, up the stairs.

Okay, let's go. Let's go.

Let's run!

Here. In here.

Let's go, let's go.

We got to go! Come on! Go!

We have to stop firing on them.

If we synthesize an antidote,
we could save them too.

We could have cured him.

I consider him cured.

Go. Go. Run.

Okay, Ralen.

- How long will this take?
- Well, once we get started,

the Fractionator will need 60 seconds

to complete a full synthesis.

Pilar, talk to me.

You find anything?

Yes.

A self-destruct protocol.

Built into the facility for
an emergency cover-up.

Yeah, and we can destroy it all

before Parallax get
their hands on anything.

Pilar...

as soon as that Parallax
ship is in the system,

initiate self-destruct...

whether the rest of us are out or not.

That thing have a volume switch?

Unfortunately not.

Oh, my God.

No, you've got to wait.

They're coming! Aah!

You got to hold them off!

It's almost done.

Okay, stop.

Watch out!

Ralen.

The cure...

it's gone!

Not all of it.

Cadet Coy?

Jax?

Where's Cadet Coy?

In case there are any
immediate adverse affects,

I need to go first.

And then Dr. Norris.

If anything happens...

don't hesitate...

to put me down.

Cheers.

How long does it take to work?

How do we even know if it's working?

It's working.

It's working.

Pilar...

fire up those engines.

We're getting the hell out of Dodge.

Now it's your turn, Dr. Norris?

I don't think so.

I only managed to save enough
antidote for one person.

Who knows?

Maybe there's a modicum of forgiveness

waiting for me on the other side.

Perhaps there is.

I thought you would be more upset.

There's no profit in peace.

We always need an enemy.

And the Zatarians play
their role all too well.

Nonetheless, the Adari
will be disappointed

that their little science project

to annihilate the Zatarians failed.

I assume you want to tell
the Seeker yourself?

That zealot is of no concern to me.

If Captain Jaworski's intel
about Tiaga proves accurate,

then every government
in the civilized worlds

will be beholden to us...

Hmm.

Or risk annihilation.

So how was the little training mission?

We are forbidden to speak of it.

Hmm. Classified. Top secret.
Very hush-hush, huh?

Something like that. Yeah.

What else is new?

So, what's up with you and Atria?

Also classified.

I'm sorry, Wendall,

but we are not having
intercourse anymore.

"Wassup?"

Aww.

Excuse me.

Drinking alone?

Yeah.

The military man in me
knows that casualties

are a part of the job.

- It...
- It sucks.

I know.

I've been working alone
for a really long time,

and working with a
team is... is different.

You start to feel incredibly responsible

for the people under your command.

You start to care for them, and so...

To Magda and Avar.

Magda and Avar.

And Greg.

And Greg.

You know, you're a leader, Jax.

You inspire people around you.

Your friends over there,

they would follow you until
the ends of the galaxy.

I mean, they've only
known you a short while,

and yet you can bet they would give...

any sacrifice necessary for you.

Greg certainly did.

Don't.

You need to be on Command Track, Jax.

And believe me when I say

that you have no idea
what's in store for you.

Why didn't I get infected?

I wish I knew.

Have a good night, Jax.

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