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Sailers!

Toy cloud sailers!

New toy cloud sailers!

Sora. Tumi.

Welcome.

Roven, Tumi's still sick.

Let's have a look.

Present.

Kima.

Present.

Tulo.

Present.

Tumi.

Present.

Senn.

Senn?

Mala?

Mala?

Mala.

Come on, Senn.

It's only a race if you keep up.

Is it my fault you keep cheating?

I don't cheat.

Not all the time.

Classic, Mala.

Alright. Ha-ha. Very funny. Where are you?

Surprise!

Ah-ha. That was really funny, you, you got me again.

Do you hear that? Is that me?

I think it's coming from right below us!

See? She doesn't think much of your flying either.

Beautiful.

Are you thinking what I'm thinking?

Turn around and go home?

Hey Mala, Mala, Probably not a...

A wind tunnel!

Mala, pull up!

Senn.

Throw the anchor!

Mala!

Come on. Come on

Are you thinking what I'm thinking now?

Cause clearly it's time to go back.

Mala, where are you going?

Are you crazy?

Mala, you know this place is forbidden.

Wasn't the wind tunnel enough?

And the huge crazy sky whale?

Finally, you've come to your senses.

Let's go back now, okay?

Senn?

What is that?

Mom, what's that?

Tumi, come inside.

A new god!

A new god in the sky!

Go home. The elders will check on you.

Gin. Move along.

All is Well.

It has begun.

Is everyone safe here?

Is there anything that you need?

Stay calm.

Stay calm. Everything is under control.

Go home.

So, you think it's a god'?

It could be one of those large rocks.

The kind that fall from the sky from time to time.

It will be whatever the Elders tell us it is.

I bet I could see what it is.

I bet I could make something to help me look closer.

Mala! You know that's forbidden.

But, why? It wouldn't hurt anybody!

Inventions that are not approved by the Elders are against our teachings.

Then maybe our teachings are wrong!

Mala! Go to your room.

Right now.

It's getting closer...

What is that...?

No!

Sound the alarm!

Everyone take cover!

Mala?

Everyone get to your homes!

What is that?

Mala! Where are you?

Mala!

It's a miracle. They are gods!

Yes!

Take me.

-Mala! Where are you? -Over here!

-Tumi! Tumi, where are you? -I am ready!

I knew this day would come.

Take me!

-Over here. -Over here.

Mommy? Mommy? Mom, where are you?

No! Take me!

Everyone, flee! -Where's my daughter?

Mala!

Father!

I'm coming!

Father, look out!

No, please!

Let him go! Take me!

It's my fault! Please!

Take me! Over here! Please!

Fine. We'll do it my way.

Come on. Take me! Take me!

Stop! Don't move! Don't come here!

Stand there.

Get away from me...

you monster.

Lieutenant James Stanton.

Please remain in your homes.

Stay calm.

Everything is under control.

Stay calm.

Are you okay?

Where is Roven?

He was taken by the gods.

Please, Doron, we have to help him!

They are not gods.

They are invaders, Pretenders. Dangerous.

What about my father?

How will we get him back?

We will do the best we can, Mala.

For now, stay inside.

Don't touch that!

Lieutenant Stanton, speak to me.

Are you still operational?

Now, now, now, there's no need for violence.

Can't we communicate verbally?

You speak our language?

How?

I have been programmed with the basic forms of your vernacular, yes.

Does he speak our language?

What? No, no, no. Listen...

I need to talk to him.

Can you teach me his language?

Priorities first! He's dying.

Teach me, or I won't help.

Lieutenant Stanton won't like this.

Hold still.

Now, don't blink.

My head...

it's full of words.

What language is this? How did you do that?

A simple organic data download.

Now please. You must help or he will die.

Where do I begin?

Lieutenant Stanton requires oxygen.

Gaseous chemical element,

colorless, odorless, tasteless,

vital for respiration.

We need to seal this room and construct an air generator.

We must identify an oxygen gathering plant,

and incorporate it into this assembly.

Please gather all available plant life.

NEGATIVE.

NEGATIVE.

POSITIVE.

Hurry, he's beginning to suffocate.

Please initiate the procedure.

We did it!

What the...

Giddy?

Where am I?

In a dwelling used by the natives of this world.

I'm a prisoner?

I would say, a guest.

Then let's not overstay our welcome.

Get me Earthforce.

Negative. My transmitter was damaged.

Great.

The ship, How's my ship?

Neutronic conductor overloaded,

stabilizing gears fractured.

Yeah, but can she fly?

Negative.

Giddy. It's one of them.

This female's parental unit was taken by our scout ships.

My name is Mala.

Can you help me save my father?

It speaks our language?

Giddy taught me your language.

You taught it?

Giddy, I never authorized that!

My apologies,

but it was hard for you to issue the proper authorization,

due to your asphyxiation.

Are, are you being sarcastic?

Impossible, sir.

That is not a feature of my programming.

A rescue mission!

Bring my father home, please!

Lieutenant Stanton!

Jim, come inside!

Stop!

Your lungs can only withstand this atmosphere...

for approximately 27.6 seconds..

Hurry...

Give or take...

-I can't breathe -Oh, no.

Hold on! I'm coming!

Hold on!

Mala, hold on!

Help is on it's way!

Giddy, pull!

Please, forgive him. He is frightened.

I scare him?

Everything different scares them.

They should've never left home.

I regret to say they had no choice.

This was their world. Earth. A planet of plenty

But not without its limits.

Eventually, humans exhausted their world's natural resources.

Two neighboring planets, Mars and Venus were terraformed.

Colonies were established.

Two centuries later, the colonies demanded independence.

It meant war.

War.

All three planets were destroyed.

Everything was destroyed.

The survivors had only one choice...

to travel beyond their solar system,

to the nearest life-supporting planet they could find.

The journey lasted several generations and led them here.

They named this planet... Terra.

Your home?

You made this? For me?

Synchronous rotations. Balance in the focal points.

This is really good. Where did you learn to do this?

All I did was put the pieces together. They felt right.

You're a natural.

Synchronous rotations... Stabilizing gears fractured.

Help me repair the ship,

and I'll take you to your father.

Deal?

According to my holographic blue print,

this device meets all required specifications for space travel.

Approximately.

Well, it's not exactly titanium,

but if this thing holds...

I can go home.

Remember, we have a deal.

What is this?

The Ceremony of Life.

-We thank life for what it brings. -Even if it brings you war?

Earthforce recruited me when I was eight.

They recruit every kid on the Ark.

Intensive training.

Hand to hand combat.

Flight simulation.

Be prepared. Always on the ready

Best, the finest, the last line of defense.

You wouldn't understand.

You only know peace.

-Senn? What are you... -I had to see you

You've locked yourself up for a week.

What's going on?

I know how you must feel, but I miss you.

I, I miss you, too. I just, I need a little time.

Please go.

Mala, the Ceremony of Life started. Are we still going together?

What's that noise?

-Did you make a new toy for Tumi? -Senn, wait!

I knew you were working on something.

Mala, run! Mala, what are...? Mala, run!

Stop! You're killing him!

-|'|| take him. -No!

Please, listen...

-It's one of them! -I know.

What? You know?

We can't let him go.

He's my friend.

He'll betray us.

That's enough!

Mala, what have you done?

He said he would save my father!

Senn!Senn!

She protected us, Giddy.

She defended us against her own kind.

She?

-You said "she", not it. -We have to go

He'll be back, with company.

What's wrong, Senn?

It's Mala. It's Mala. She's protecting one of them.

It's one of those invaders in her house.

They were just here.

Did she build that?

I believe she did. Search the home!

Find them.

Hey. All clear!

The Elders say a long time ago

we were apart from Nature. We almost died.

But now we're together.

Forever. In life.

Fascinating.

What is those big things up in the sky, Mom?

Mala!

Stop it! I'm over here!

Cease fire!

Davis, stop!

Hold your fire! I'm over here!

Why?

Why are they doing this?

I, I, I don't know.

It, it wasn't supposed to be this way!

Are you sure this is the place?

It was right here.

Traces under the recent snow layer suggest,

our craft has been relocated from its position.

Someone took it.

Mala, come on. Keep up!

Strange...

This whole place kinda gives kind of me the creeps.

The strangeness is increasing.

What is all this?

Lieutenant Stanton,

all signs indicate the trail leads through there.

Those cloud sailers. What are they doing?

Not celebrating life, that's for sure.

War...

Guess our species have more in common than we thought.

Hey. Come on!

-Were are we going? -Hitching a ride.

Alright. There's my baby.

Looks like they're trying to figure out how it works.

Cockpit's still locked, though, so we got a chance to...Jim?

-Put down your weapon. You're surrounded. -Oh, no!

Stop! Back off or I'll kill her!

-Shh. Play along. -Jim, what are you're doing?

Giddy! Now! on, my way!

Stop! Let me go!

I said get back!

Come on, Mala, they, they can't see you.

You can stop fighting now.

-You said you'd kill me! -It was just an act, Mala.

Just pretending. I wouldn't hurt you, Honestly.

Stop him!

Hurry, Giddy! Hurry!

Coming!

Open the hatch.

Thank you.

You can do it. Come on, hold it together.

Come on, baby. Come on!

Not good?

No. Very not good.

What the...?

Time to go?

Come on. Just one spot.

Alright! There we go!

Come on, Giddy. Going home.

Hold tight, okay? This could be a bumpy ride!

Your people... they made this?

Yeah. Don't let her looks fool you.

She hasn't aged too well.

Central control, this is Lieutenant James Stanton,

requesting permission to land.

Lieutenant Stanton!

Nice of you to finally find your way back to us.

Just had myself some short leave, that's all.

You're cleared for landing in Deck-A.

Alert! Alert!

We have depressurization on Deck C!

Seal the hatches. Hull breach!

No. Not again.

Welcome to my world.

Activate cockpit shield.

Hold on, Mala.

You have to stay here, okay? It's not safe.

Jim, I didn't come all this way to hide.

I have to find my father.

I understand. I'll take you to him, I promise,

but you have to trust me. I'll be right back.

Please try not to touch anything, Mala.

How did you survive your crash?

After my ship went down. I woke up to find I'd been...

By Whom?

A native.

Are the natives hostile?

No.

Do they have weapons?

-Yes. -Advanced weapons?

I'll be right back, he says.

Oh, no, Mala!

Hey, Jim.

-I missed you, bro. -Stewart!

I thought you were a goner.

Come on, Takes more than one rough landing to kill me.

Mom and Dad would be really proud of you.

You're the man of the hour, Jim.

I mean, even General Hemmer wants to meet you.

Hemmer?

Twelve dead.

A dozen human beings.

One tarnished,

worn out security seal...

way past its recall date and gone.

Twelve valuable productive lives.

How much longer do we have to wait...

while this tomb crumbles around us?

When will this Council give me the authority to do what must be done?

Your plan calls for nothing less than the conquest of Terra.

An alien world. An occupied world.

My plan, Mr. President,

is the only way to salvage our species.

We are dying.

We are the last relics of humanity.

The future depends on us.

We will have no future if we repeat the mistakes of the past.

We have superior technology and firepower,

impenetrable defenses.

The mistake would be not to act.

Your plan is under consideration, General.

We will vote on it.

Vote. I asked for action, they vote.

What can we expect from civilians, sir?

You're a good soldier, Stewart.

And, I understand, the brother of a war hero.

Thank you, sir.

But, I'm no hero.

At ease, Lieutenant.

You're the first man to distinguish himself in this conflict.

Congratulations.

I've had my eye on you for a while.

James Stanton, 32nd Airborne.

How many left in the 32nd?

Eight, sir.

One short of a baseball team.

Let me guess,

oxygen leaks,faulty fuel lines,

engine failure.

Tired of watching comrades die for nothing?

We've come a long way.

Terra is our prize.

Ajewel hanging in space.

It has real water,

not that chemical junk. And ground

God, I'd like to feel steady ground under my feet one day.

Kids born on the Ark have never seen a blade of grass,

or heard a bird sing.

Have you met the enemy?

I have encountered the native. Terrians, yes sir.

What are they like?

They're an interesting species, sir.

They're peaceful and they're intelligent.

Their lives are filled with art and music...

I meant, can they fight'?

They're not going to hit us with paintings, are they?

I believe they can fight, sir.

Good. Then they'll die with honor.

Giddy?

Don't be afraid. I'll get you out of here.

Mala...

Father...

Father, I'm so sorry.

I'm gonna get you out of here.

A floater!

This is General Hemmer. Report!

We have a Terrian floater in Section D, sir!

Mala.

Get her!

I love you...

Father! Father!

Father, no!

Here is your proof the Terrians

are a hostile, murderous species.

Two more human lives lost.

According to Lieutenant Stanton's report,

the Terrian was seeking its parent.

-One of the abductees. -The lines have been drawn.

We are human, they are alien.

Do not take sides against your own species.

General, our species has other options.

We need time to explore, to think, before we rush headlong to...

We have no more time.

I have waited patiently for this Council to act.

But our people are tired of dying in the rotting hull of this Ark!

Therefore, I am assuming command!

The council is hereby dissolved!

You do not have the authority, General!

If I sin, let future generations judge me.

But mark this..only thanks to me will there be any future generations.

Hey, Jim, where're you going?

This is wrong.

Wrong? General Hemmer says that...

How can you follow him?

We're soldiers!

I obey my commanding officer.

Hey! We obey the Council.

Lieutenant Stanton.

I would like you to join the attack force.

Respectfully, sir, I refuse.

You're our only war hero. It's your duty to lead the way.

I lived with the Terrians, sir.

They're more like us than you can imagine.

Would it change your decision if I told you.

We only have air on the Ark for another two months?

This is mankind's last hope.

The Terraformer.

Currently, it provides sufficient oxygen for the Ark.

Once rooted in Terra's surface,

it will convert the planet to breathable air within seven days.

Seven days, Jim.

Very Biblical, don't you think?

The Ark will have residual air left for several more weeks.

But within that time frame,

-we will have won ourselves a planet. -What about the Terrians?

End hologram.

What?

Hello?

Mala!

Hello!

The alien cannot see or hear us. Don't worry,

the air is pressurized for Terrian atmosphere.

It can breathe. A human, however, cannot.

Anybody there?

Stewart!

Where's Jim? Do you know where Jim is?

Stewart!

Somebody help, please!

Why?

A test, son.

The ultimate test.

Who's side are you on?

Stop! You're killing him!

No. You are.

Press that red button and you can save him.

A demonstration of the Terraforming technique will commence.

Your brother will breathe.

The Terrian will not.

Hello? Somebody, please help!

There's gotta be another way!

There isn't. Us or them?

Somebody! He's suffocating!

Decide.

I can't breathe...!

Somebody, please help!

Get away from me!

What's happening?

Help! I can't breathe!

I can't breathe!

Giddy! Save Mala.

Confirm order?

Save Mala.

What's that robot doing? Are those... cutters?

Get down!

Mala, your respirator.

Giddy...

This way.

Mala...

YQU?

I'm sorry".

Mala, hurry!

Giddy. Follow me.

This way has a far lower mortality rate.

Stop them!

Mala, use the control stick!

Fire missiles, now!

Incoming missiles!

Mala, stay calm.

We're falling too fast!!!

Prepare to eject.

Mala, grab onto my tail!

Oh, no!

Hey, about time you joined us.

Although now that you're awake...

I don't really know what to say.

I never should've told Doron about the invader.

Mala, you're my best friend and I should have trusted you.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry too.

Where's Giddy?

The creature you were with?

It's being held captive by the Elders.

I have to save him.

I'm afraid I can't allow that.

He's a tool of the enemy, I can't release him,

but I could take you to him.

What is this place?

Our past.

-And, possibly, our future. -Warships.

We came close to destroying ourselves.

A small group of survivors formed the Eldership.

They vowed to keep the past a secret,

and build a peaceful future.

But even gentle beings

must defend themselves when attacked.

We've been watching the newcomers,

but we know nothing of their plans or intentions.

You're the only one who have been inside, and returned.

No, I'm not the only one.

Freeze!

Giddy! Honestly!

What are you doing to him?

-We must dissect it to see how it works. -Oh, dear!

He is my friend.

He saved my life!

Actually, Lieutenant Stanton saved your life.

He ordered me to protect you.

Jim?

I must say this is not very pleasant.

Leave him alone!

We need information on the enemy's strength and numbers.

This machine might hold the answer.

So ask him, don't torture him.

Will you help us?

I cannot.

Earthforce created me.

Jim commanded you to protect me.

Will you disobey his orders?

Negative.

But if Earthforce invades, they'll destroy all life on this world.

Including me.

Affirmative.

So, the only way to protect me

is to help us defeat Earthforce.

Well, if... Mala, I...

Lieutenant Stanton...

Oh, your logic is tricky.

Difficult to compute.

I will protect you!

Jim, look,

I'm sorry about what happened in the Enviro Chamber,

but Hemmer said that.

How can you defend him, even now?

He said it was the only way that we could be sure

of your loyalties.

Sir!

My apologies, sir.

I believe the Terrian must have reprogrammed my robot

during our captivity.

Like you said, interesting species

full of surprises.

We've got a few surprises up our sleeve, too.

You're on the Terraforming campaign, Lieutenant.

That's an order.

Sir!

I don't know what happened to you on Terra, but this is war.

And I'd feel a lot better knowing you had my back.

I've always looked out for you, kid.

I always will.

Question is, will Hemmer?

The Aliens breathe something called oxygen,

so our atmosphere is poisonous to them.

We must strike early

while we and that's where the Terraform should land.

The formations of oxygen can.

Spread more rapidlyto the native population centers,

neutralizing them.

Air filters here and here

can alter your atmosphere into oxygen.

The enemy can strike the Terraformer.

We must engage and destroy their primitive aerial attack force.

Men and women of Earthforce.

You hold the entire future of our species in your hands.

Brothers and sisters,

we are engaged in a struggle for survival.

Not only our own,

but for our world.

Every living being on our planet depends on us.

If we fail, we fail them too.

Your actions over the next few hours

will either win ourselves a new home

or doom us to extinction.

I believe, I must believe

that in our darkest hour, the very qualities which

made us great will make us strong.

That love and mercy

can triumph over hate and violence once more.

Be loyal, be brave.

Remember who you are

and what you fight for.

Terra!

-Hey, take care of yourself up there. -You too, Jim.

Are you ready?

No. Not really.

Return fire!

General! The Terrians are flying new ships with more powerful weapons.

No one said we wouldn't suffer casualties, lieutenant!

Any soldier that dies today will live on in history.

Press on.

Closing in on target.

Closing Closing.

It's a trap!

There's too many! I need back up!

They're coming straight at me!

I need help! I need back up!

Launch Terraformer.

Aye, sir!

No!

Brace yourselves, men!

What is that?

Now.

Senn.

It's really happening.

Zero point five percent of oxygen produced.

One percent...

three percent...

five percent...

Half a million cubic pounds of oxygen generated.

Accelerate.

Concentrate your forces on destroying that machine.

Follow me!

Gunfighters approaching on your left.

Mala, watch out!

Senn, I need help!

Mala, don't worry, I'm right behind you.

Production up to seven percent.

Minor damages on filters G through M.

-Accelerate. -Sir?

Sir, production of oxygen at an advanced rate could be risky.

Do it!

That's it. You're damaging it!

General, we've lost air filters A through F.

Production is down.

Divert resources to the remaining filters.

Accelerate to maximum.

If we compress the Terraforming process,

we will be leaving ourselves extremely vulnerable to combustion.

That is a direct order! Follow it!

-Sir. Yes, sir -Second wave, attack!

Phase one up to twenty-five percent.

One point two million cubic pounds of oxygen generated.

But the Terraforming filters are under a lot of strain.

How long before the process is completed?

In twelve minutes, he chain reaction will be irreversible.

Hang in there, beautiful.

Call in the reinforcements.

Orders received, General. We're on our way.

Lock and load, people, it's crunch time.

I can't shake this guy!

Hang in there, Jim.

I got this one.

Jim! Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine. Just a scrape.

I've got a clean shot!

Mala, hostiles from above!

Sir, we're decimating the Terrian resistance.

Good.

Keep production at maximum. Let's finish this.

I see an opening! I'm going in!

-Mala! I can't shake him! -Hold on, I'll be right there.

No. Senn.

No. No.

Enemy fighter on my tail. I need back up.

Hang tight, I'm on my way!

Sir, ninety percent of oxygen dispersed,

five minutes until completion of campaign.

You? Oh, no!

Jim, where are you?

Just hold on, Stewart. I'm almost there.

Mala.

Jim, what are you doing? Just. Shoot!

I can't hold on much longer. Shoot!

What are you doing, Jim?

Wait! Wait! Wait! Jim!

Incoming, sir! It's one of ours!

Stanton? Pull away. Pull away!

Fire at that ship!

Come on!

Mala.

Mala.

Senn.

Mala.

-I thought you were dead. -Oh, me too. I mean, you too.

You did well, Mala.

Very well.

It wasn't me.

He saved us.

He saved us all.

But now, they have no food.

No water, no air.

There's nothing for them to do but just wait for the end.

Never lose hope Mala.

There are always alternatives.

Hey, Senn.

Hey what?

Race you.

I knew you were going to say that. I don't know why I even answered.

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