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Previously on Gene Roddenberry's Earth Final Conflict:

Just over a year ago an alien named Ha'gel used Sandoval's body to create a son.

Me.

Liam is part human and part of an alien protospecies called the Kimera.

I grew into the body looking at in less than 5 minutes.

There were vestigial organs in my hands called Shaqarava but

the longer I'm on Earth the more human I become.

We build the mother ship and gave her a primary mission to come here

and preserve us, once we all enter the death stasis.

- Preserve you for what? - For your evolution.

We want you to save us, Liam.

- Zo'or! - I said initiate protocol 716.

Why have we not fired yet?

We are unable to achieve a sensor lock on the object.

That's impossible!

- Unless... - Unless what, Zo'or?

- What's happening? - Collision in 10 seconds.

Initiate emergency override.

Emergency override unsuccessful.

Zo'or?

Still alive.

Computer.

Initiate verbal response protocol.

ID Ronald Sandoval. Security code 50034.

I need a damage report.

Damage contained on decks 111 through 153. Ship's stabilized.

What is your next order, sir?

Repeat. What is your next order, Agent Sandoval? You are now in command.

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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.

You all have A3 clearance but even so my agents are taking

a great risk in revealing themselves to you.

Now, they have intelligence on recent events which in the opinion of the President

pushes up the ANA time table for removal of the Taelons.

Ladies and gentlemen.

This is what was left to the Cayo Islands

after a mother ship induced tsunami hit them two months ago.

The death toll was estimated at nearly 30,000.

Most of the island was simply washed away.

We have documented thousands of cases of illegal confinement,

brutal and even fatal interrogations, forced labor in Kriss fields.

In short, our benevolent guests from the stars

are acting more like a dictatorial army of occupation.

As you know we've ascertain the Taelons are dying. Now,

they have the technology to measure their energy down to the final minutes.

This technology is a crystal bar which must be driving them mad.

The Synod is indulging their leader in more and more desperate acts.

Bottom line, ladies and gentlemen, we have a maniac

orbiting Earth with enough fire power to pulverize our planet on a whim.

Zo'or is deteriorating into a Caligula-like madness, it's that simple.

We believe the timing is right for a bloodless coup

in which Da'an with our backing prevails on the Synod to put him in charge.

Some of us are concerned about Zo'or's reaction.

What he did to the Cayo Islands might look like a Sunday picnic

compared to he might do if forced into a corner.

With all due respect, sir, he might just do it anyway.

Feel out Da'an.

Use your special relationship to find out what he thinks about this.

But make no further moves until we say.

Sorry to disturb you, sir, but we have a situation on the mother ship.

It seems to have collided with a large piece of space debris.

- Damage report? - Undetermined at this point, sir.

Haven't you spoken to anyone up there yet?

That's the problem, sir.

All telemetry and communication seem to be functioning,

and we've been hailing them since this happened but no one on board is responding.

I want an immediate analysis of orbit,

potential dangers and I want a headcount of every human and Taelon

on board that thing! And I wanted it two days ago!

Yes, sir!

- What did you do? - Nothing.

Whatever hit the ship seems to have dampened his energy flux.

It's there. Just not flowing.

Damn!

The entire ship is composed of living Taelon bio slurry.

But the impact zone is frozen around whatever hit us.

Decks 111 through 153 sealed, but inert.

This is a problem?

The bio slurry should be repairing itself, healing the ship, expelling the toxin.

It's not!

And what the hell are we doing here?

Someone has to be in command and after many years of loyal service,

I'm sure Zo'or wouldn't hesitate to appoint me as that Commander.

Yeah, right.

What about the Volunteers?

I've send them back to Earth for their own safety.

How kind.

- And these drones? - They're implants.

They'll do whatever the helm says and, at least for the time being,

I'm at the helm.

Well. What are we going to do now?

Work fast, do an inventory of the entire ship, anything of value...

Did you see that?

What?

Nothing, nothing... Report back in an hour.

Traffic reports before impact identify only 42 Taelons on board besides Zo'or,

- 220 humans, 600 drones and... - Our friend Sandoval.

Something's done a great deal of damage to the mother ship. What could it be?

The comet and asteroid alert grid didn't detect any rogue debris.

The problem is not the damage. It is that the ship is not healing.

The ANA satellite system shows that the ship has sealed itself around the mass.

Biometric supports, life support systems are operative.

The ship is weakened. Zo'or and the others may not even be alive.

I'd say now is the perfect opportunity for what we discussed.

Coup d'etats are unprecedented in Taelon culture.

The Taelons' work is down here.

Your leadership is your species only hope for a future.

Perhaps.

Computer, I'm confused about this data.

Why is Zo'or's energy not flowing?

It is at 0.00003% of its capacity.

Everything is slowed down then, not stopped.

Affirmative.

So, from his perspective one second would seem like one day?

Affirmative.

Estimated duration?

If current variables remain the same, indefinitely.

I have completed my analysis of the data that has been collected.

Any conclusions?

Only one substance in the universe has this type of effect on Taelon energy.

We call it dark matter.

- Is that what hit the ship? - Yes.

Dark matter is of the anti-universe. It reverses Taelon polarity slowing time

for any Taelon within a certain radius.

The time vibration is so immeasurable it is as if we're frozen.

Is that why the mothership can't repair itself?

Indeed. We must expel the dark matter.

If not, it will slowly devour the ship and kill it.

If the 42 Taelons on board are incapacitated,

who's running that ship?

Maybe the ship is running itself.

Or, worse, Sandoval.

This place is a gold mine!

It's about a billion bucks for the Taelon medicines, core energy,

a whole bunch of high tech gizmos Zo'or's been holding back.

I mean if we can ID half of the stuff off here,

we'll make a mint in the black market.

Well done, Tate.

I'm sure it'll be of use to us one day.

Boss, we're talking about a king's ransom here. One day is today.

No.

Today is reserved for a more important matter.

What's that?

See those blips? Those are Taelons.

In a very short time I will have all of them on Earth locked in.

Locked in?

You mean like targets?

All of my work, the conspiracy with the Jaridians,

selling what's left of my soul to earn the Synod's trust

have all led to this moment.

Once I have them all targeted, I'm going to ID them aboard one by one

and eliminate them.

Can we do that?

Do you see anyone stopping us?

This is our moral imperative as human beings.

These bastards are thieves and murderers.

They killed my wife, Tate, they obliterated my birthplace!

Now it's their turn!

Then we'll strip the ship of anything useful and we'll

send her on the direct course to Jaridia.

So we kill all the Taelons.

What do we get out of it?

Not much.

We'll merely be the liberators of Earth.

How does that grab you?

Who's first?

I've got your message. You sound stressed in a major way.

The dark matter, I need a refresher.

Impressive.

You're dabbling in quantum physics in your spare time now?

- Just give me what you got. - Here is the basics.

Way back in the 1940's, some physicist determined mass of the entire Universe.

- Fritz Zwicky, right? - Smart and handsome.

So, Zwicky decides to give this mass a name One Omega. You're following so far?

You just keep going, I'll fight to keep up.

Good!

So then he decides to find the mass of everything we can see.

Rocks, people, stars, gas, earth, wind and fire, basically everything.

So what does all that add up to? Only one tenth of One Omega.

In other words 90% of the Universe is made up of something we can't see.

Dark matter.

It has mass and gravitation, but doesn't give off any visible radiation.

No X-ray, no gamma, nada.

So there is a whole Universe out there ten times bigger and more complicated,

and we have no idea.

Creepy, huh?

I'm just telling you the basics.

Dark matter has hit the mother ship, incapacitated Zo'or and the other Taelons.

Either the ship is in autodefense mode or someone else is in control.

Odds are it's Ronald Sandoval.

If he's hijacking the mother ship he'd be a deadman once his demands are met.

There's more. I used our secret backdoor to sniff around the FBI database.

15 minutes after the accident, he IDed all the Volunteers off the ship

and brought his aid Frank Tate aboard.

He's called up the troops.

So we've got not only a Sandoval in control, he's got an agenda.

- What would you like to do? - What about the bullet pod?

- No. - I agree.

It's our only chance.

Bullet pod technology is in its infancy.

They were designed as a military application

with Taelon crash bubble technology for this exact purpose!

- They're unproven! - Five were tested at Los Alamos.

And three of the test pilots died, that's why the project was shelved.

Look, you think we like the idea of a maniac and a homicidal pea brain running the mother ship?

- But it's no help if you kill yourself. - It's our only option. I can do this.

I'm not sending my best man on a kamikaze mission.

- Thanks for your support. - Call 'em like I see 'em.

So, this is how it ends, Zo'or.

You've abused me, tortured me, humiliated me,

but now I stand in judgement of you.

If you can still hear me in there, I want you to have this as your last thought

before I portal you into Oblivion.

Ronald Sandoval has won!

Activate the portal.

Everything should be normal.

Hold on, something's happening.

The mother ship is beaming down a multispectrum radiation barrage.

Analog broadcast band, microwave, digital, whole works.

Why is it been sent here?

It's not. It's been sent everywhere in every known language.

What's it saying?

I'm isolating an English version.

Attention humanity, our final stasis has begun.

our salvation is in your hands. We await you.

This is our chance.

The mother ship shuts down and floats off in the forever

with the Taelons in stasis! No more Zo'or! Another shot's fired!

I feel like breaking out the bottle of the good stuff.

He's got a point.

Getting rid of Sandoval and Tate at the same time is three birds with one stone.

I don't like it.

Final stasis is the mother ship's core mission.

That's why they're here. It's what they want!

Most of the Taelons are in stasis on the ship already,

we're saving their race by letting this happen.

You don't believe that. The mother ship has a huge hole and can't heal.

it'll be out of reach and the dark matter will eat it alive.

One possible scenario.

And, there are still a few Taelons walking around.

They're trapped here. No stasis, no energy supply.

They came to Earth on a mission

with evolutionary repercussions. We can't just let them die!

The Atlantic National Alliance disagrees.

If the ANA leadership won't save them...

Then I will.

What are you doing?

Contemplating an ancient human custom.

I believe you call it drinking oneself to death.

With real Kriss? Didn't you say you weren't gonna use this anymore?

You do not understand.

The dark matter has severed the Communality

putting Zo'or and the others on board into a stasis-like state.

Conditions are perfect for the mother ship to believe

that all Taelons are already in stasis.

- So, we convince it otherwise. - We cannot!

Once the ship completed shutdown,

it is programmed to travel to the Horse Head nebula and wait.

Wait? Until what? Till we contact it?

Yes, until humanity breaks the code embedded in the ship's final transmission.

It is a test

to ensure you have evolved to a level where you may solve our crisis.

Evolved? That'll take millennia.

Perhaps. A code of this level

transcends your current reasoning skills.

All we need to do is get you on board and reverse the shutdown.

Convince the ship not all the Taelons are in stasis.

How? Within a few kilometers of the dark matter,

I too will suffer a restricted time flow just as Zo'or and the others did.

Then if we can find a way to remove the dark matter first...

If, if! There is no time for "ifs"!

Soon the mother ship will be gone.

- And my species will be no more. - Da'an, please!

You came here,

because no other beings in the Universe have a stronger will to survive than humanity.

Are your superior Taelon brain is telling you to turn and run?

But my human heart...

is telling me...

that this fight has just begun.

All outer decks are sealed off so there's no access to the shuttle bay.

On top of that the computer's taken all of the ID portals offline

and put some kind of a block on portable portals. No one can get on or off the ship.

Life support systems are cycling off as well.

The computers are refusing input and the drones are dropping like flies.

For some reason, the entire damned ship is shutting down.

We're trapped.

Stop here.

Any closer and the dark matter will cause me to lose consciousness.

Obtaining orbit.

Activating the distortion field. I don't want any surprises.

- She looks as she's shutting down. - How much time do we have?

1 hour 17 minutes until the ship goes into final stasis.

We're ready for go.

Check, check. Microphone operative. Video operative.

Now the fireworks.

One two tones photon bomb.

For taking out small mountains. Liam, this is insane.

Well, it's directional and I'll duck.

If you survive the G-force needed for the pod to penetrate the mother ship's hull.

And if you can plant the bomb close enough to the dark matter to blow it out.

Then I may approach close enough for the ship to sense my energy.

And if I can't do this?

Then my brethren die with you.

I don't like this.

Is there anything you do like?

Countdown to propulsion in 3,

2,

1. Launch pod.

- We're in. - And Liam?

- Liam, do you copy? - I'm here.

- You getting this? - Yeah.

It's like a ghost ship.

All energy is flowing into the stasis deck.

The walls are ripped to shreds.

We cannot plant the bomb.

That is the passage way to the stasis deck.

You are too near, Liam.

Hundreds of my kind lay hopeless behind it. We...

We must find another way!

There's no time. We have less than an hour.

Liam?

Liam, what's happening?

Liam, where are you?

Welcome aboard, Major.

A photon bomb.

And what were you planning on doing with this?

The piece of space junk over there is called dark matter.

I was gonna blow it out of the hull, so the ship can heal, but I can't.

And why is this?

Hundreds of Taelons are in a stasis deck fifty yards from here.

If we detonate the bomb now, we'll kill them all.

Why are they in stasis?

For running out of core energy.

The ship is shutting down, because it thinks no sentient Taelons are left.

But when the dark matter is expelled, Zo'or and the other Taelons will awake.

And the ship will revive.

That was the plan.

It is also possible that you came aboard to sabotage the ship.

And as Zo'or's Protector, it is my duty to detain you while I investigate.

- Arrest him. - This is crazy!

In a half of an hour, there'll be no heat left. 10 minutes later no air!

You're killing us all!

Do you know how to set that bomb?

- Does a bear? - Do it!

Make sure it's close to the stasis deck to insure sufficient damage.

Bring me Zo'or's body.

What is he doing here?

You heard the Major.

Once the dark matter is expelled

the ship will reverse the shutdown, tragically.

Zo'or will not survive the crisis.

But how do we keep control with 41 Taelons back in action?

All this means is that victory is delayed.

The stasis deck will be destroyed,

and the remaining Taelons will soon run out of core energy.

Well, I think you deserve the honor.

In ten seconds, nine tenth of the Taelon race will no longer be.

The sign of a good leader, Tate,

is being able to turn every liability into opportunity.

Let's go.

It needs a failsafe authorization.

Kincaid's got it. Come on.

- Any luck with the Taelon code? - Not yet. This thing is tricky.

I was up all night developing a whole new form of mathematics before I can even get started.

Keep trying.

How are things going up there?

Given that we have less than an hour left?

There's no how doing, all right?

She will not solve the code. It is a nine dimension matrix.

She must solve all nine.

Humans are only now beginning to comprehend four.

Thanks for the positive attitude.

There may be another way.

Since the Communality has been severed

I cannot end the shutdown unless I am on the ship.

But you can't board the ship, the dark matter will freeze you too.

Yes. But perhaps a part of me could.

I'm not following.

There is a backup pod.

If you would agree to be infused with a portion of my energy you might take it to the bridge.

Then the ship would sense my return and reverse the shutdown.

We would have more time to expel the dark matter.

I have never trusted your race, not from beginning.

And now you want me to take on your energy to become Taelon?

To become what Zo'or is?

If you are willing to let us die in this way,

then you have already become as morally destitute as Zo'or.

Something wrong?

Give me the code for the bomb or you die.

I'm gonna die anyway.

But not with the annihilation of an entire species on my hands.

A CVI will allow us to review his most recent thoughts.

- Do we have enough juice for the gear? - Leave that to me, just watch him.

Sorry, Tate.

- What for? - For this!

- You don't look so good! - No, I don't feel so good. Let's go!

Who is it?

Who are you? Reveal yourself!

Damnit. Yes!

He's gone. I get blindsided. I don't know who hit me.

Computer! Locate Major Liam Kincaid!

Identify secondary energy shadow.

Energy identified as Da'an.

Error. Da'an is not on board.

Negative. Confirmed as Da'an.

Tate, check on Zo'or. Meet me on the bridge.

What's wrong with you?

Da'an gave me a dose of his energy, but it's reacting to the dark matter.

I've got to get to the command console.

Computer, seal the bridge. Kincaid security code 50079.

Da'an's presence has been acknowledged on the bridge.

Energy conservation phase complete. Commencing reactivation phase.

Awaiting code.

What's happening?

The ship is programmed to receive the code immediately after it wakens.

I thought my energy would override it.

And what happen if it doesn't?

Valid code needed in two minutes, or shutdown will resume.

Street, what have you got?

Headache. This thing's an Escher drawing.

I'm bumping heads against what looks like fourth dimensional computations.

- I'm lost! - Whatever you have, I need it, now!

I'll do my best.

- What are you doing? - Getting you off here.

Before this place shuts down again.

You can't stay here, you'll die!

Don't buy my coffin yet.

I'm sending it now.

Dimension one accepted.

Dimension two accepted.

Dimension three accepted.

Dimension four error.

Code invalid.

Resume shutdown.

Liam?

I can hardly see you.

The mother ship is shutting down again.

It's jamming all long range communications.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God, you gonna d...

And it's my fault!

- If I could have broken the code! - You did everything...

a human being could do and...

and then some. I wanted to thank you for that,

and for being a friend.

Liam?

Liam!

Explain yourself, Major.

There's no more to explain.

It's over.

In less than a minute this ship would be as lifeless as an asteroid.

This is not possible. Explain what you've done.

You don't take failure very well, do you?

Humans and Taelons. Both have much to learn.

Ha'gel.

Where am I?

Am I dead?

No, my son.

You are very much alive.

The time has come for you to fulfill the first step of your destiny,

to end your bi-species existence.

You must use your Shaqarava to expel the dark matter

and heal the ship.

Am I capable of that?

It was given to you for this specific purpose,

but it will take all of your Kimera energy to do so.

Do it, and you will become fully human.

What have you learned as a human being?

That there is a lot of pain in being human,

but through it

we still learn and grow,

and find our way

while exercising our greatest gift,

free will.

You have learned well.

Your freedom makes humanity a unique species.

But if I choose the freedom of humanity,

I give up the knowledge of the infinite.

Isn't that true?

Ha'gel, I...

I don't want to leave you.

Yet, I know that I must.

Will I ever see you again?

You are closer to us than ever before, Liam Kincaid.

Closer even that when you had the Shaqarava.

This was only one of many steps you must take to find your soul's purpose.

We will reveal ourselves again when you are ready.

I am proud of you, my son.

I said, explain what you've done?

You first.

My report will say Major Kincaid, Da'an, Agent Frank Tate and myself

bravely worked together to save you and the ship from impending doom.

I'm recommending Major Kincaid and Agent Tate for

commendations for their selfless acts.

Since I have no proof stating otherwise, I will accept your report.

Unless, of course, Da'an or Major Kincaid have anything to add.

No.

No, Zo'or.

Have you reconsidered my coup d'etat proposal?

I have, and my answer is still no.

The recent events have made Zo'or more paranoid than ever.

This is not the time for such action.

I do not know what you did to remove the dark matter

but my species owes you,

more than any Taelon has ever owed.

If there is anything I can ever do to repay you?

Lead!

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