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Previously on Gene Roddenberry's Earth Final Conflict:

What've we got?

Jaridians. And they were shot down by a Taelon energy canon.

My God, this could be the opening salvo of the Taelon-Jaridian war.

Welcome back to Earth, Vorjak.

The Jaridian high command will not forget your actions

when the great crossing takes place.

I expect nothing less.

So, it is possible that these Jaridians could have been emissaries

on a mission of peace.

It is not within the Jaridians' nature to embrace a peaceful coexistence.

When a human being looks into the eyes of a Jaridian, who would he see?

The enemy we have portrayed as evil incarnate or someone more like himself?

- Come on, move it! - You two! Move it!

- Come on, guys, pick it up! - Come on, pick it up!

- Come on, go, move it! - Come on, get it line!

Come on! Pick it up!

- Move on! Come on, guys, pick it up! - Move it up, keep up, go!

Pick it up! Pick it up!

- Commander, what's going on? - We are on emergency alert.

- Who gave the order? - Zo'or.

The command deck is now off-limits to all personnel.

I am not all personnel,

I am someone who has intimate knowledge of the implant embedded in your neck.

And unless you want me to use it, I suggest you get the hell out of my way.

Now!

This is a Taelon counsel of war.

Be gone!

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They have come to Earth with the promise of peace.

An alien race called the Taelons.

But, there are those who resist these Alien Companions.

For the Taelons' true mission,

the secrets they hide

will forever alter our world.

The fate of humanity now relies

on those who dare challenge the future

of Earth.

How bad is it?

We were running full power test when

Va'ar just took the Taelon control core and shuttle off to the mother ship.

All right, keep cool. You've got five hours until that reactor goes critical.

I'm shipping you a prototype core from Taipei, you can use it for a soft shutdown.

Look, I have to take this call.

Tell the Feds to start the evacuation for a 20 mile radius.

Phil I know it's dicey, but hang in there for me.

Mr. President, thank you for interrupting your schedule.

Glad to, Mrs. Palmer.

My Chief of Staff informs me you don't use the word "emergency" lightly.

Well, I'm hoping this turns out not to be one, but, perhaps,

you want to notify the Atlantic National Alliance.

43 minutes ago the Taelons cut their hotlink to our corporate comm center.

Any indication as to why?

None. Now I did a quick check. 16 of 23 embassies are now empty,

and their Companions have gone back to the mother ship.

Yes, we confirm that.

Our national policy would suggest that we would be in favor of this, but you seem...

less than pleased, Mrs. Palmer.

I'm pleased if they're going, but they might be planning an attack.

And as you know, sir, our whole infrastructure is tied into their tech.

We can't go cold turkey without major consequences.

Yes. Understood.

A federal alert might be my next move, but I need to know what's going on,

and I need you to fill in the blanks for me.

Of course, sir, as soon as I have any answers, you'll have them.

Thank you, Mrs. Palmer. I'm sure you... you have your hands full. Goodbye.

- Liam. - Your system locked me out.

Sorry, I was on with the White House.

Thomson's taking wait and see until he get some answers.

He won't have long to wait. They had to scram the reactor at Three Mile Island.

Six states are now in rolling blackouts.

I see it. God, it's taking down the whole East Coast grid.

Can't you get Da'an to tell you what the hell is going on?

I wish I could, but he's gone.

Well, I've send the message five times. Nothing.

And I've been doing a broad spectrum scan.

Send it again.

If the Taelons are going to war, it's with the Jaridians.

They made first contact.

I sent them Lili Marquette with the ID drives.

They'll be damned if I'm denied my place as their front man.

Did you consider it might not be the Jaridians.

Judging from their amicable natures, the Taelons could have an enemy in every port.

Anyway, if it is the Jaridians they aren't picking up.

What's plan B, big guy?

You mean other than finding a new chief operative?

This is encoded with Taelon energy signatures.

It'll get you past mother ship security.

Commandeer a shuttle in the main docking bay and wait there for my orders.

Save you a seat on Titanic? Is that all?

Trust me, you'd prefer this over plan C.

And if I don't?

Plan C involves the assist that you've been secretly putting through Princeton.

And there's the whole alphabet after that, Tate.

Just be ready.

Put your teams on alert, be prepared to join civil forces.

We could be looking at an all-out assault.

Street, is that you?

- Gotcha! - What was that?

F-217 Aurora skip jet.

It's a holokit. I built it. I got a T-Rex, too. Wanna see?

Not now, the Taelons have shut off all contact with Earth.

I need you to hack into their systems, monitor what's going on aboard the mother ship.

Easier done than said.

DOD satellites are reading their energy signature.

Looks like they're powering up all their weapons.

SatNews is covering the power outage, Moscow TV's got... Wow!

What?

This is from the observatory at Mauna Kea.

Armada.

It's not Taelon.

Can you work out its trajectory?

No lateral motion, just spectral shift heading straight for Earth.

Immediate assistance required.

It's a Mayday in Resistance code.

Her identifier is genuine. Whoever she is she's legit.

Sending portal coordinates. Please, activate. Repeat. Immediate assistance.

I've got the coordinates.

She's on the mother ship.

Why would a Resistance Mayday be coming from the mother ship?

Check again.

I've got five verifications, no ghosting, no echoes, no reflections.

Whoever needs your help is on the mother ship.

It sounds like she's in a bad way, too.

Bring her down.

- These actually work? - We've had glitches.

Well, we don't have time to test.

Stay clear of the portal, I've got at max the gain.

Let's hope we don't glitch this chick.

The system can't take it.

The field is inverting.

- You're okay? - Fine.

Kira?

Our bodies aren't built to take that kind of field reversal.

You pulled the major Houdini.

So lucky you've even read my signal.

I had to use a specimen portal in the med lab,

and I don't think it's configured for people, at least, not living ones.

- It's been a long time. - Too long.

I thought you were dead, Kira.

Last time I saw you, it was what? 18 months ago at the Chicago meeting?

You were lobbying for reconciliation with the Taelons.

And you didn't agree. In fact, I felt generally rejected.

A week later your unit vanishes.

No bodies, no genetic trace, nothing.

What's going on?

Renee, this is Kira Dorn, fresh off the missing in action list.

Welcome back.

Missing in action... Where have you been?

We were ambushed.

The survivors have spent the past year and a half on the mother ship.

The... the Taelons, they, uh...

They tortured me, Liam.

If you hadn't issued memory block patches,

I could have given it all away, I would have.

They had these...

creatures like overgrown CVIs crawling around inside your brain and...

It's not even you feeling the pain, but you wished it were, because

where you are is so much worse.

I shared a cell for a while with Lili Marquette.

She made me promise if I ever got out

to let you know how much she valued your friendship.

Kira, who is your first lieutenant?

Jared Bailey. He died in the ambush.

And before, while you were in the Resistance, who did you report to?

Major Robert Colison, he was my covered cut-out.

So, you know Bob.

We've covered the security check. She has the full set of valid codes.

Kira's one of us, she's been through a lot. She needs our support.

Just being careful.

I'd expect nothing less from Renee Palmer.

Doors International. Covert Resistance.

Some of the newer captives knew about your work. It is an honor.

Now, can one of you guys tell me what the hell is going on?

It is pandemonium on the mother ship. I took advantage of the chaos to send my SOS.

There's a Jaridian fleet on its way here intent on wiping out the Taelons.

- And probably the planet. - So, that's it...

How do we position ourselves? We don't know enough about the Jaridians

to hope that they might be the lesser of two evils.

The rest of my unit is still trapped on the mother ship. I've got to get them off.

There's no shuttle traffic, and our portals are fried.

But I could hack into a public facility.

There's a portal near the cell where they're holding my unit.

You could use my codes.

If I could get a message to them I could tell them to...

All senior Companion Protectors, report to the bridge. Immediately.

Maybe you shouldn't go.

It's the best way to stay on top of this crisis.

Street, do what you can for Kira's people.

Liam...

Thank you for taking a chance.

I wasn't gonna make it on the mother ship much longer.

Major, I'm glad you could make it. It won't take long.

May I have your attention, please? You've all heard rumors of war.

Well, I can neither confirm nor deny this.

All I know is after this meeting

Protectors without Skrills and CVIs are ordered to return to Earth.

Those with are invited to remain on board with me,

where we can best serve.

In light of recent developments

the Taelon Synod has decided to leave this planet.

You have your orders.

You were right. Something must be up.

Ten minutes to opening time and we're shut down.

Let's go.

Please, believe that I'd hoped it would never come to this.

Now I owe you the truth at the very least.

What are you talking about?

This message was intercepted and blocked by the Taelons six years ago.

Just days before our arrival on Earth.

I am Vorjak of the Jaridian race.

The Taelons who are about to arrive on your planet

will appear to be an advanced species with benevolent intentions.

They are anything but.

Any assistance to them will be deemed an act of treachery and punished accordingly.

You have been warned.

All these years you withheld this from us?

Didn't even give us the chance to choose our own fate.

Trust me.

Your chances of survival were far better in partnership with the Taelons.

- Partnership! What kind of... - A copy of the message...

with proof that it never reached Earth.

If you can show this to the Jaridians they may have mercy.

I have also sent a message of peace to them without Zo'or's knowledge.

Perhaps, they too have grown weary of battle.

You haven't exactly won my trust.

How do you expect to succeed with a better rival?

I am so sorry, Liam.

I had great hope for our alliance.

You did the best you could.

But it's Zo'or's Synod after all.

Goodbye, my...

Goodbye.

Greetings, earthling.

Judging by your accent I'd say, Crab Nebula.

Zeta Prime.

Gotta love the old verbal codes.

- Bet the Taelons never cracked them. - Some of our own never cracked them.

Zeta Prime, that can only mean...

Monique's pregnant.

- I'm impressed! - So am I. Finally took some time off?

- Yeah. - Congratulations.

Everyone�s here.

Karl, this is Kira Dorn from the Chicago cell.

Can you let her have a firearm?

It's all set, we've got control of the portal,

and we've locked on to this tag signal from the mother ship.

Let's do it.

Kira!

- I knew you wouldn't let us down. - Good to see you.

Rajeev?

Welcome. Okay.

- Rajeev! - What's wrong?

I went to Rajeev's funeral several months ago. Something's up.

- It could be Taelon replicants. - I don't recognize him from the ship.

Hey, Liam. What's up?

That was so close. You okay?

- That was a Jaridian weapon. - I saw it too late.

- I owe you. - Counting on it.

Liam, the hostages, five of them are gone.

Freeze it.

Erase the hostages who are still here.

Anyone familiar?

Eduardo Hernandez. He does surveillance for me.

He was in a car wreck last week, he's in a body cast. There's no way that's him.

I think they're all Jaridians disguised as Resistance.

So, how did a Jaridian raiding party managed to come along for the ride?

Wow!

There was a second ID stream converging with ours

from outside the Solar System.

We opened the portal, they caught a ride.

How did they know to come disguised as Resistance?

Maybe they intercepted Kira's distress call?

Where did they get the visual identities or the ID technology?

It could have been from Lili.

The Jaridians held her prisoner long enough

to put her through a full mental intervention.

- Don't you think she would've told us? - She might not know.

Okay. The Jaridians are part of some king of advance unit.

We need to find them, hope we can use them for negotiations.

The Jaridians have a battle fleet, they won't negotiate for five scouts.

During my time on the mother ship I hacked into their database

looking for a way out, I found this.

It's designs for the Taelons' most advanced particle beam canon.

I'd hoped to use it as a way to blast the bastards out of the sky.

I know it may not be much, but it may be something.

Impressive. I just might be able to rig this up from parts from my warehouses.

The canon uses ID flux energy, so we have to build it at a portal facility.

This place is as good as any.

Oh, we can't wait around here. Entire infrastructure is about to collapse.

Karl, get your crew working on the canon. We'll check back with you later.

President Thompson, you wished an audience?

Zo'or, since your arrival humanity has willingly assisted you,

but we have become somewhat dependent upon your support.

I'm asking you not to abandon us,

but to allow us to fight with you against the Jaridians.

It was for this eventuality that you militarized humanity.

An objective than you and I achieved together.

To quote a human, the fittest must survive.

This is simple Darwinian evolution at work.

Your own history is full of such examples.

Do not over simplify what is a terribly complex idea devised by a human.

Our evolution was interrupted by you.

You must take responsibility for the changes that we did not ask for.

Thank you, Mr. President, for reminding me of what I'm must do.

I will take it under advisement.

You are dismissed.

Fine.

And I'll await your decision.

Yes.

You will.

Some lack the fortitude to stand alone when asked to do so.

Perhaps, the...

Companion Protectors can best serve the Taelons by fighting the Jaridians

using embassy defense systems.

The last stand buying you precious time to escape, Zo'or.

Agent Sandoval,

is your CVI, your command imperative functioning?

Or has it deteriorated like everything else we've given to your species?

It's functioning perfectly.

Then accept. The Earth is doomed.

You can best serve the Taelons by dying when you are told to die.

- Are you in position? - I'm in a shuttle on deck six.

Power up the drives, I'm on my way.

But it is your calm and orderly conduct, that will get us through this crisis.

I have already...

Okay. Here's the quick and dirty.

Words about the Jaridian fleet and the Taelons are splitting.

Global reactions run from pissed to freaked.

Power's out, there's casualties in the hospitals, air traffic control is fried.

It's B-movie time out there, folks.

But where the hell is Godzilla when you need him?

Jaridians are a primitive, highly advanced race.

That's definitely not him.

Obsessed with the destruction of the Taelons.

And so we are leaving in order to deflect the danger away from Earth.

We wish you peace and safety.

Perhaps, we shall meet again.

- I can't believe this! - Parasites.

It's high time we took back our planet.

You're still bleeding. Don't you think it's high time you had that treated.

Let's get you to a doctor.

While we're at it, get you full medical, just in case if any of these nasty

brain bugs are still crawling around.

- Might be a good idea. - Fine.

Maybe a medical stamp of approval will get you off my back.

Isn't that one of your operatives?

He used to be. Put him in a brig.

Agent Sandoval, I am maneuvering the mother ship

into low Earth orbit to facilitate the arrival of our cruisers.

You are required on the bridge.

You must think I'm pretty important to be wasting time on me like this.

I'm being cautious, for everyone's sake, even yours.

The caution is good if you can afford the time for it.

Meaning, I don't have time now to be careful?

I disagree. Little caution can prevent a calamity.

And when it comes to Liam Kincaid, how careful are you?

I'm not gonna dignify that with an answer.

Nothing to worry about, perfectly normal and in excellent health.

Well...

it's looks like I owe you an apology.

Why? With a race of aliens running around the planet one can never be too careful.

Peace?

Peace.

Everything okay? Good.

They spotted one of the disguised Jaridians near the portal building.

Let's get over there.

They're gone.

I can feel it.

Hard to believe we're alone. We worked so long for this.

We got what we wished for.

Let's hope it's not a hollow victory.

Police are firing rubber bullet and neural suppression gazes. Well, it must be

a hundred thousand people out in the street now.

And, of course, the same question on everyone's mind:

is this the beginning of the end?

This is crazy.

We should spend our time doing what we know will work.

- Kira's cannon is a long shot at best. - Maybe,

but at least it's a proactive choice, not just a reactive one.

Look, it's obvious you used to sitting on the fence playing one side against the other.

- This is not an option here. - Excuse me!

Slow down! You're way out a line. Renee never flinched from a fight in her life.

If we die, at least we die free.

What I'm saying is, we don't know enough about the Jaridians to be taking that stand.

We may have to anyway, so we better have something to fight with.

Okay, you keep your global switch on locate so I could find you.

You know, when this is all over...

We'll go out for that dim sum.

- Greetings earthling. - Our ETA of the fleet is five hours.

Any sign of the Jaridians scouts? - No.

And I've been running numbers on this thing.

The ID pulse energy isn't regulated, so the gun is unstable.

Could tear half the city just trying to fire it.

My compliments. I've seen some great field jerry-rigs, but this is the best.

Impulse energy shouldn't be a problem.

You've built the gun, here's the bullet.

It's Taelon tech I took from the mother ship.

The only thing in the specs that couldn't be find on Earth.

It should supply the right field modulation.

- Where did you find this girl, Liam? - I'm not entirely sure.

Look, Kira, the canon is still our last resort.

Our best bet is to negotiate with the Jaridians.

Let's go check in with our spotters.

You wished to speak with me, Zo'or?

Yes.

I thought you should know that the Jaridians have not bothered

to answer the peace initiative you send them without my knowledge.

I was merely attempting a diplomatic deception

in order to gain time for our escape.

Pursuing futile goals is a human attribute.

It is timely we have left Earth, Da'an.

Your thought has become infected.

I believe humans call such pursuit faith.

I am counting on the Jaridians' taste for vengeance.

The fleet will stop to destroy the Earth

giving us enough time to reach the wormhole at Sirius B.

It will be many years before the Jaridians find us again.

Are the Taelons going to spend eternity running away from this?

If the Jaridians don't stop to destroy Earth, what then?

Taelon pilots will fly suicide missions in battle cruisers manned by human crews.

You may yet have a chance to make your last stand.

I now count seven, no, make that eight federal buildings that are on fire.

And the fire department just can't cover this now.

They just gonna let things burn, it looks like! And it's gonna spread!

- Sorry, Renee. - Dr. Dupree, please, come in.

It's about Kira Dorn. I was reviewing her scans.

There's a fragment of titanium shrapnel lodged in her back.

Judging by the scar tissue, I'd say it's been there under a year.

Titanium?

I've seen this before,

the anti-personnel grenade used by the Volunteers have a titanium sheath.

It's close enough to her spinal cord to be a problem in the future.

She should have it removed.

Could you email me the scans?

- I've got it right here. - Great. Thanks.

I don't get. Four sightings within a mile of a portal

and each time the Jaridian disappears.

Renee was right, we're wasting our time. Let's get back to her office.

The stars are so beautiful.

Ironic, considering what's about to happen.

After 18 months of prison I feel like I'm just coming back to life.

That could be a temporary state.

Well if these are going to be my last hours,

then I have to act upon an impulse I first had in Chicago.

You're burning up.

Body heat way off the scale.

You like distracting me, right?

So we could spend the final hour before the invasion in the park?

Well, you do turn me on, but I should've guessed, huh? The intensity?

Body heat?

None of it's human and neither are you, are you, Kira?

You're better than I thought.

Passionate, strong, humanity's best.

Unfortunately, the Jaridians have given all Companion Protectors a death sentence.

But if you join me,

if I took you as my mate I could keep you alive.

No thanks. Wasn't it you who said something about dying free.

Okay, your decision.

You get to die before the rest of your species.

That combat wound is less than a year old.

Kira claims she's been a prisoner on the mother ship for over 18 months.

Maybe she got caught trying to escape.

The Volunteers use energy weapons in space,

grenades are too dangerous. Something else is going on here.

Check the database for Resistance members injured in action last year.

Alright, now limit the list to injuries caused by anti-personnel grenades.

Now pull out the women.

And operatives released without surgery.

Capt. Lili Marquette.

Liam's friend? The one Sandoval sent on a package tour of Jaridia?

That's the one. Bring up her last medical.

Identical wounds.

Now superimpose Lili's images over Kira's.

What are the odd of two women having the exact same internal anatomy?

- Zero. - Not to mention

blood type, enzyme profile and DNA sequencing. They'd be identical.

If you could look closely enough,

I bet you'd find active code embedded in Kira's DNA.

It's really a copy of Lili's.

But any medical scan is programed to identify as Kira Dorn.

- Nobody's got tech like that. - At least nobody on Earth.

Come on, Liam. Answer.

Renee? She's got good instincts.

How did you beat the lab test?

Our technology is active and adaptive.

This suit I'm wearing emulates every signature of the human anatomy.

Sound, smell, even X-ray.

Kira Dorn's exterior we got from Lili Marquette's visual memory

and everything else pure Lili Marquette.

It doesn't explain my response to you. The intensity of it.

Jaridians take every life experience to the fullest.

Living it to the hilt.

And you picked up on my attraction to you.

It's about passion, Liam, something the Taelons no longer feel.

- You obviously do. - Life is passion.

You know, the Jaridians and humans are more alike than you think.

It's really a shame the Taelons got here first and doomed your planet

rather than showing you how to really enjoy life.

You need to see something.

We can't be held responsible for what we didn't know.

The Taelons blocked our warning transmission.

Will appear to be an advanced species with

- benevolent intentions. - Shame.

They are anything but.

But it changes nothing.

You humans allowed them to contaminate the Earth.

It must be decimated as a lesson to others.

You and the Taelons are nothing but opposite sides of the same coin.

Arrogant, cowardly, consumed by hatred.

And you presume to sit in judgment over others?

You're wasting valuable time

for, unfortunately, your death will prove nothing.

You picked a good moment to show up, remind me in the future to trust your instincts.

Yours weren't bad either. You're closer to the Jaridians than you thought.

Wait a minute, Kira's particle canon.

It's gotta be a ruse. Let me use your global.

Greetings, Liam. Is Vega going nova yet?

Vega could be closer than we think.

Power down the canon. Whatever you do don't activate it.

Be prepared for a Jaridian assault. Hey, Karl, Kira's their leader.

- Understood. - We're on our way.

Street, we may need your technical savvy at the portal building.

Page Hubble Urich, priority one,

requesting a combat unit at the Washington portal.

Zo'or.

I am growing tired of your interruptions, Agent Sandoval.

Data from the Mars probe shows that

the Jaridian battle fleet is on its final approach to Earth.

- And your point? - As enormous as the fleet is,

it's producing no gravitational distortion.

It has no mass. It's an illusion.

Shabra!

Return this ship to earth at once!

Looks like everything's cool.

I'll go and check with Karl.

You two keep an eye out and wait for Hubble's cavalry.

Right.

- Hi, Liam, no sign of the Jaridians? - Is Vega going nova yet?

They got me.

- Why are you powering down the canon? - I have power in dropping.

No use trying your energy weapon close to the canon.

Resonance field cancels out its radiation.

The time for pretense is over.

Street, big problem, time to get creative.

There's no invasion on its way, is there, Kira?

Very good. I'm the invasion.

This device will blow away the Earth's atmosphere in a matter of minutes.

This planet will be reduced to a cinder by its own sun.

It's a beautiful sun, I've seen it many times.

Prepare to leave.

Shoot it down!

That's the signal!

The atmosphere is about to cascade.

Get into the portal.

Kira.

I scrambled all the data on the portal link.

The Jaridians won't be able to return for a while.

Have the entire portal system reconfigured.

And insure that the press devote significant attention

to the salvation of Earth by a loyal Companion Protector.

Zo'or, as a Companion Protector, I must advise you

that humanity will feel the Taelons have broken a delicate trust.

The Jaridians pronounced a death sentence on your species.

Be assured they will return to carry it out.

Humanity will quickly realize that the Taelons are their only hope for survival.

Humanity is more likely to conclude that our survival is,

and always has been, in their own hands.

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