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(ethereal music)

He's here.

I came as soon as I could.

Only five weeks from the moon to Jupiter space.

I didn't know you could get permission

to burn out your ialation drives.

You have maintained full security blackout?

Of course. Good.

May I see the body?

Well I have to warn you that it's severely disfigured.

Warn me, chief?

That's hardly necessary.

May I see it?

Now.

(suspenseful music)

CHIEF: You think you understand this?

Is it related to our research?

Very much indeed.

This incident suggests the catastrophic intersection

of multidimensional space and time.

The subject might have crossed

an intersection by accident.

A dimensional event hitting him

out of a hyper dimensional left field.

Speculation.

Has forensics found any DNA on the scene

apart from that of the subject's?

Yes, in fact, belonging to one Andrea Arquette.

The Andrea Arquette? The same.

(somber instrumental music)

PERCY: You gonna broadcast that?

Depending on where along the curve Travis has lived,

these are his likeliest stages.

I know but don't you remember all the bogus IDs

you got last time you broadcast his picture?

What am I supposed to do, Perce,

give up? No.

Hi Montana. Oh shit.

This incoming's big time.

A cultural affair.

You're gonna love this.

Your job is to pick up Andrea Arquette on Clark Station.

Yeah, the Andrea Arquette, artiste extraordinaire,

media darling, the bitch goddess

of pretentious wankers everywhere.

Seems she might have something to do with a murder.

One that involves some very creative knife work.

Making this particular work,

an intimate slice of life, so to speak.

They want her on Ganymede for questioning.

Now listen, Montana, she's a real looker.

But don't let that get in the way of your better judgment.

Keep your nose clean and your hands to yourself.

Idiot.

Oh and here's the tricky part,

try and keep it quiet will you?

Thanks buddy. I'm not your buddy.

Now listen, one more thing.

This is important.

You can't fire Luc.

I don't know what's going on with you guys

and I don't care.

You just make nice and patch up your differences

because she's staying.

Consider this a direct order from the powers that be

which is me, got that Montana?

Good, see you buddy.

That son of a bitch.

He can't tell you who you can fire

and who you can't fire.

It's his ship and we're just employees.

No. The old fool must be

in somebody's pocket. No!

Yes, somebody who wants Luc onboard

and there's nothing we can do about it.

No. You ever hear

of the golden rule, Perce?

What golden rule?

He who has the gold makes the rules.

If that's the golden rule,

then we're gonna have to kill her.

As much as I would like to,

there's nothing I can do about it right now.

Fine.

Don't expect me to be nice about it.

I don't expect you to be nice about it, Perce.

If you would set a course for the Clark Station,

I would appreciate it though.

We're not really gonna arrest Andrea Arquette are we?

Well yeah, we are.

But she didn't do it.

DANTE: How do you know that?

Because she's Andrea.

Well I think we'll go to the Clark Station anyway.

Bridge is yours.

Bonjour.

Cammon ca va.

Well you might as well

stop packing, Luc. What?

I got a directive from Rudolpho.

I'm not allowed to fire you.

I don't understand.

You're staying, I have no choice.

I know you don't want me here.

Well I guess we'll just have to learn

to live with each other, Luc.

Anyway there's a pickup at the Clark Station

going to the Ganymede base.

What's our ETA? Six hours.

Better get some sleep then.

Darius here.

Calling real time, what's going on?

I trust you've been reinstated?

Yes, no thanks to you.

Tulip is on course to Clark, is that so?

Yeah I was just informed.

Now the individual being picked up

has certain information that might prove to be vital to us.

I had our contacts on Ganymede

notify Clark Station that the Tulip

is on route with a warrant.

For what? Questioning.

Regarding a murder case.

Now the usual circumstances of the case

imply a possible connection with the divinity cluster.

The authorities at Clark Station

have been informed that the Tulip is on its way

and that discretion is paramount.

We will intercept you in Ganymede orbit.

We will issue further instructions at a later time.

You promised me that the others on the Tulip

would never be implicated in Orchard business.

And they won't.

If you do your job right as you always do.

How do you propose I explain this interception?

You needn't concern yourself.

We'll provide a cover for your transfer in Ganymede orbit.

Given the tenuous state of my relations

with this crew I don't know how

you expect me to manage it.

You have no choice. Understood.

Lucretia, trust me.

You're on the side of the angels on this one.

I'll be in touch when you're approaching Ganymede orbit.

PERCY: The coffee is extra disgusting today.

So don't drink it.

You wanna get us in dock with the Clark Station,

if it's not too much trouble.

CONTROL: Attention Trans Utopian.

Final approach to preauthorized orbital parking

is now authorized.

Affirmative, control we are now

locking into preauthorized alpha echo

one three nine orbit stationary two.

Copy that Trans Utopian, over.

I can't believe we're picking up Andrea Arquette.

That's so surreal.

I don't know what the big deal is.

Just another job.

Pick her up, drop her off, collect the fee.

End of story.

Oh please.

Don't even pretend that you're

just thinking of her as a common criminal.

This is Andrea Arquette, renaissance woman of our time.

Art, music, dance, she's done it all.

She's been Billy Tsunami's lover, you might wanna know.

And you think that's something to brag about?

It's probably just a publicity stunt anyway.

Rudolpho's probably being paid.

Anything's possible with Rudolpho.

I'll tell you, just gonna get her out of there

before the media knows what happened.

Have fun.

Luc, you wanna come along?

(dramatic music)

Don't do anything I wouldn't do.

LUCRETIA: What's on your mind?

DANTE: It's gonna be difficult to do this quietly.

LUCRETIA: We'll just have to be quick.

DANTE: I have a bad feeling about this one.

IDs?

(dramatic music)

Miss Arquette?

Miss Andrea Arquette?

We have a warrant to bring you to Ganymede

for questioning, Miss Arquette.

Can you come with us please?

Can I have a moment to pack a few things?

Is that an ionization trail?

So it seems.

A bit unusual.

Try that tracer again, C.

Plasma signature tracer online now, diagnostic mode.

Standard mode.

That's weird, there's nothing there.

Ship registry ID mode.

Checking ship ID mode.

There's nothing there.

Go back to diagnostics.

Cool, looks like it's orbiting around the station.

CARAVAGGIO: I cannot detect anything.

Perhaps we should run through the software again.

Yeah, guess so.

(suspenseful music)

Is this absolutely necessary.

Can't we arrange something?

No, I have a warrant.

I'm taking her to Ganymede for questioning.

Ganymede, that hellhole?

You're not going.

I won't allow it.

I'm your mana-

It's not your call.

It's okay, I'll go.

Excuse us.

I'll call Bernie, her lawyer.

He'll be all over you so fast,

you won't know what hit you.

Got your lunch on your shirt there pal.

(Dante chuckles)

Miss Arquette, I think it'd be a good idea

if we took the back way.

(suspenseful music)

Either we lose the ion trail image

or we confirm the existence of a ship.

CARAVAGGIO: You're wasting your time.

Now I'm certain it's the software.

Do tell.

The inconsistency of the ion trail

with negative readings on all other sensors

cannot be logically resolved by any other conclusion.

Be that as it may, I'm still bothered by the situation.

Suit yourself.

I am finished with this foolishness.

No you're not.

I want you to keep checking.

Apropos of nothing, the shuttle is within docking range.

See ya.

Hey Percy, what're you doing off the bridge?

I came to say hello.

Hello, you're amazing.

No this isn't the time for that stuff.

It's okay.

Thank you.

CARAVAGGIO: I hate to break up

this little gathering but perhaps

a crew member would like to come to the bridge.

You go, quick, quick.

Percy! I'll take care of Andrea.

I don't think that's a very good idea.

And I don't remember asking you.

Alright, alright take her to a holding cell

but I want you back on the bridge in three minutes,

you hear me?

I forgot this.

I'm not kidding.

I would never put you in a holding cell.

It's okay, really.

Do you know why?

Because you didn't do it.

I wish I had your confidence.

(somber orchestral music)

Everything okay?

I put her in the guest quarters.

Why?

Because she's wanted for questioning right?

Come on, Perce, that's not your decision to make.

Will you relax?

The room is secure.

I have it locked down.

Caravaggio is watching her.

Still I don't like it.

We don't do preferential treatment.

Preferential treatment is a part of nature.

I didn't invent it.

Besides she deserves it.

I prefer her.

Indeed a different caliber of guest entirely.

Very attractive, could turn a man's head,

could cloud his judgment, tempt him into

considering questionable acts

involving sins of the flesh.

Shut up!

PERCY: Yeah, shut up, Car.

Perce, get us on the curve to Ganymede please.

I can't, I'm busy.

Well what are you doing?

I'm just trying to figure something out.

It's a weird ionization trail showed up

when we were in diagnostics mode

and when we checked the other sensory systems

nothing was there.

And the software proved flawless.

Quite the mystery.

I'm sure it's just a shadow,

like a regular radar shadow

but I wanna be sure.

Well look, keep me posted.

(knocking on wall)

Come in.

I made you a little tea and toast.

Percy said you might be hungry.

ANDREA: She's a lovely girl.

We had a little chat while she got me settled.

Knowing Percy, she crammed her entire life story

into that little chat and then some.

She has a very interesting soul.

Yeah that's one way of describing Percy, yeah.

Thank you for the food. Sure.

I gotta lock you in here.

Hey, come here.

Look at this.

Remember that trail I told you about?

Yeah. Well if it was a shadow

it would've disappeared after we left orbit

but it's still following us.

Meaning? I don't think it's a shadow.

(communicator ringing)

Luc here.

My darling, are things going well?

I haven't heard anything to the contrary.

Now as you enter Ganymede orbit

the Tulip will receive a transmission

from Ganymede Correctional instructing you

to dock with the holding ship.

The transmission however, will be sent

by Orchard agents on Ganymede.

The holding ship is ours.

Dante will be very suspicious.

Deal with it Luc.

Make it work.

You are to treat this as a normal transfer

and you are not in any circumstances

to contact us unless a critical situation develops.

Understood?

It's maintaining a constant speed

just matching the Tulip.

It has to be a ship.

Scan for ID.

No ID.

This software is useless cyber crap.

Look, no other sensor is picking it up.

This entire ship is a marvel of inferior technology.

I simply cannot work under these conditions.

Save it for someone who cares, Car.

Do you think it could be a military cover up?

Hmm? Military cover up?

No, no stealth system's that good.

I still maintain it's the software

and that's my final word on the subject.

If only. Look, I'm gonna go

check on our guest.

If anything interesting comes up, let me know.

(dramatic music)

This is pointless.

I'm gonna launch a probe.

CARAVAGGIO: On who's authority?

Mine.

Bring a recon probe online, now.

I love it when you talk like that.

Oh very well.

Probe online. Good.

Now prepare to launch on my command.

CARAVAGGIO: Probe set for one km

proximity pass to target.

Systems online and ready for launch now.

But let me state for the record

that I'm doing this under duress.

Launch.

(knocking on wall)

Back so soon?

DANTE: Just wanted to see if everything was okay.

I'm fine, never better.

All done, I guess I'll go then.

No, stay.

I feel like talking.

I feel like listening.

Oh my God. What's up?

There is a ship following us.

What kind? A huge kind.

Military? No.

Caravaggio, any ideas?

CARAVAGGIO: It's a robot ship.

I have no parameters with which to define it.

And we can't get any readings on it

except for an ionization trail.

Oh and I launched a recon probe.

Car, I think we have another systems failure here

because the telemetry is dating the ship

at three million years old.

Stranger yet, we can't even

identify the metallurgical alloys.

Where's Dante? With our guest.

Still? Get him.

I'm sorry but he's requested maximum privacy.

Really? Override.

No, can't do anything til I figure it out anyway.

Caravaggio, run another scan.

We've already done that.

Do it again. No, it's pointless.

Listen, I know how you feel about me

but I am still in charge of security on this ship

and I need to know what that thing is.

So will you please do it?

(dramatic music)

Thank you for letting me stay in here.

The idea of the cell was a little frightening.

Well I must admit I wasn't crazy about it at first.

Being a bounty hunter

we have certain protocols we have to follow.

But I have to admit that you're not

exactly our typical-

Go ahead, say it.

Prisoner.

But I understood they only wanted to question you.

Well they could have done that

back on Clark Station instead of

dragging me off to Ganymede.

I've no idea what to tell them.

What happened?

I don't know.

I saw a woss.

I can't explain it.

Not in any way that makes sense.

Try me.

I've been working for some time

on a series of painting, The Great Red Storm.

I can see it from my apartment.

Yeah I saw you doing this.

I've been living there for years

seeing that storm everyday

never quite paying attention.

And then one day, I just became conscious of it.

I really saw it and I had to try and capture it somehow.

I became obsessed with it.

Couldn't seem to do anything else

and then strange things started to happen.

Time had passed, I didn't know where it had gone.

A lot of people lose track of time-

No, not like that.

I mean entire days.

Well the telemetry is still

dating the ship at three million years old.

Caravaggio, run the diagnostics again.

I've exhausted all possibilities.

It's a software problem.

No it's not.

I'll be in my quarters.

Call me if you need any help.

(dramatic music)

Luc, what's happening?

You were supposed not to contact us.

Something's following us.

We saw you launch a probe but we didn't see anything else.

Telemetry from the probe indicates

we're being followed by a ship

with metallurgic alloys dating back three million years.

Same age as the artifacts found on Earth.

What is the ship doing?

Nothing, following us.

Keep me informed please.

Did this happen the night of the murder?

I was with Harvey, a friend.

We were going out for dinner.

I was waiting for him in his living room.

There was a big window.

A different view of the storm, very beautiful.

I was watching it

and then that thing happened.

What?

That sense of not really being there.

Went somewhere else.

I could hear things.

Hear Harvey calling me.

I found it horrifying.

Then what?

Everything stopped.

I found Harvey on the floor.

He was, part of him was missing.

What?

His legs were gone.

One of his arms.

I felt something had cut him in pieces.

But there was no blood.

Nothing.

I touched empty spaces.

I could feel his limbs.

They weren't there.

I don't understand.

Neither do I.

Neither will anyone else.

(suspenseful music)

CARAVAGGIO: It's hide.

You're gonna have to get Dante.

Override max privacy.

Oh my God.

Car, evasive measures.

CARAVAGGIO: Right away.

Luc to the Bridge.

Percy, report.

PERCY: Unknown fire incoming.

Using evasion program but it's not working.

(energy field buzzing)

(emergency klaxon blaring)

Who fired?

I said unknown.

Caravaggio, damage.

CARAVAGGIO: All cybernetic systems are failing.

Great, everything's frozen.

Recommendations.

Shut down all remaining systems and reboot

and upload backups for essentials only.

Do it.

This better work or we're in serious trouble.

No kidding.

It's worse than the obvious.

We were in the middle of evasive maneuvers when it hit.

And? And we didn't finish.

We could be on a collision course with Europa.

How long?

Dante how would I know?

The systems are down.

Sorry.

Luc, are we getting any readings on anything?

Nothing.

(suspenseful music)

There you are.

I can't reboot any system.

It's in complete possession of our computers.

Possessed?

Well it's not damaged, it's just I'm shut out.

Keep working on it, Perce.

I'm gonna go get Andrea in case for some reason

we have to get out of here in a hurry.

ANDREA: I know you.

LUCRETIA: What's our vector-

PERCY: It's too close to call.

Okay we have to assume impact.

How long? I don't know.

Well you know, guess.

Worst case scenario.

Half an hour.

Okay, if we're not back up in 10 minutes

we're gonna have to evacuate.

What are our chances?

Will you please let me put the back up systems online?

(energy field hissing)

I'm gonna run prep for evacuation.

Miss Arquette?

I'm setting up at the shuttle bay airlock.

(dramatic music)

Come on, come on.

Ah Lucretia, thank God.

We can't see the Tulip.

Our systems show no readings at all.

Our probe triggered a response.

An energy field that shut down all our systems.

We're helpless.

What you need to do is to get yourself

and the prisoner in a shuttle.

All those systems are down.

EVA suits then.

Get away from the Tulip.

We'll find your emergency beacons and pick you up.

Okay, I'll go tell the others.

Negative!

You and the prisoner alone.

We can't risk anymore than that.

No. Luc, this is urgent.

Far more than you can imagine.

I won't compromise their lives for you.

The prisoner has manifested multidimensional sight.

A key component of the divinity cluster.

She could well be a conduit of some kind.

We need her now.

Get her off the Tulip now!

I won't do it.

(industrial music and hissing)

Well?

If I can get them working independently, then maybe.

But there's gonna be damage.

Well you know what, do the damage

because if it doesn't work, it won't matter.

(energy field hissing)

(dramatic music)

Got to find Dante and Andrea.

Percy, get to the airlock.

CARAVAGGIO: Data systems back on.

Car? Online.

Scanning trajectory.

LUCRETIA: Percy, where are you?

I'm on the bridge.

Things are coming up.

LUCRETIA: Get to the airlock, Percy.

Wait, wait.

I gotta see something.

LUCRETIA: Percy!

I'm going to lookout.

(energy field hissing and Andrea sobbing)

Help me.

Dante, Dante.

Percy, report.

Car, the readout.

Processing functions unavailable.

We're probably in an extreme orbit

so we're gonna measure the curve.

Something, point of reference the station.

One rotation, 72 hours, mark.

Now the moon.

10 seconds, mark.

Calculate the rate of orbit.

Damn I'm brilliant.

Triangulate.

What happened? I don't know.

Where's Percy?

On the lookout.

Look.

(energy field hissing)

She wasn't looking for it.

It was looking for her.

What?

When I was in the corridor,

I found her and there was lights all over the place.

It was all around her.

When I went to help her,

I know what I saw but I can't describe it.

(dramatic music)

Dante.

Lasting time.

There is no beginning,

no end, no continuing.

Past, present and future coexist.

In all dimensions.

What do you think you're doing?

I'm gonna help her.

(Dante yelling)

You, who see few dimensions are blind.

We see all dimensions.

We travel among them.

No stop!

(Dante yelling)

We bring you these gifts that you might

escape the bonds of time and space.

Stop it, it's gonna kill you.

It's killing her.

When the cycle is complete, you will be as we were.

All will be known to you.

You will be as gods.

(both yelling in pain)

(energy field hissing)

Are you alright? No.

Report, Percy.

I think I can get basic power up.

Get me vacuum rocket online as soon as you can please.

(mechanical whirring)

Radar's up.

Permission to leave the bridge.

Granted.

Hi.

Hi, Perce.

(communicator beeps)

Lucretia Scott, ID 1397.

Complete report of events leading up

to the death of Andrea Arquette.

There's a ship intersecting our orbit.

Is it that thing again?

No, the shadow ship's gone.

This is a real ship.

Can you get an ID on it?

Car, can you get anything?

No, identification system not functional.

How bout a visual?

And Luc to Carmen.

Luc's friends.

It's that same kind of ship.

Except this one will be armed to the gills.

What do they want, Luc?

Andrea.

She's wanted by the Orchard.

DANTE: So you are a part of this.

Yes.

A ship was to meet us in Ganymede orbit

and I was to deliver her to them for evaluation.

Thanks for informing us.

You have a right to be angry

and I'm sorry but just hear me out.

That ship's been monitoring us.

I was supposed to get her off here

before anything happened.

Too late, Luc.

I wasn't gonna take her anywhere.

You're damned right you're not.

You're gonna pack your bag,

get on a shuttle and get the hell off my ship!

I don't care what Rudolpho says anymore.

I want you out.

This has gone too far.

Just let me stay onboard

til I know you're out of danger.

We don't want you here.

You don't understand.

Go, get out.

If I leave this ship,

they will leave you to die or they will kill you.

You know too much.

I know too much?

I don't know anything.

I have no idea what just happened to me!

I can get them to leave.

Let me do this.

So what's your plan, Luc?

I'll need Caravaggio.

God damn.

Well Perce, we'd better do it

or Luc's friends are gonna kill us.

Caravaggio's reconfiguring right now.

He'll be a few minutes.

Thank you.

What's that?

It's an extremely detailed report about this experience.

For your God damned friends.

No, when Caravaggio comes back up, load this

and have Percy program instructions

to broadcast on all channels if the other ship fires.

Scan this.

She might be putting us on self destruct.

Father, we've had a direct encounter

with the alien presence.

And Arquette?

Where is she?

Arquette is gone.

Like Eccleston and all the others

who have ever come in contact with the divinity cluster.

If you had only followed your instructions

this might have been avoided.

I told you I wouldn't do it and I meant it.

Your misplaced righteousness

has cost us a great opportunity, Lucretia.

Now I want you to come here at once

and give me a full report in person.

I'm no fool, father.

The minute I leave this ship you'll destroy it

and for all I know, you'll destroy it with me on it.

I don't see that you're leaving me much choice.

Here's your choice.

We've loaded a full report

of this encounter into our system.

It contains names, dates, every detail.

You get us out of here

and I'll transmit the information to you.

DARIUS: Lucretia.

The report is programed with a dead man's switch.

The second you launch anything

the entire content goes out on all frequencies.

The world will know

and the Orchard will have no advantage.

Lucretia, you don't know what you're doing.

I know exactly what I'm doing!

CARAVAGGIO: Vectoring rockets online.

We're okay now.

Is that ship still there?

Yep. What's it doing?

Just matching our orbit, no change.

Did you upload that program?

It's loading now.

Hey it's moving.

It's leaving.

I don't know what to do about Luc.

Do what you have to do.

Right? I'm gonna try something.

(dramatic music)

Your friends have decided to leave.

Thank God.

(somber music)

And now I wanna know what the hell's going on.

And I wanna know the truth.

(somber music)

There you are.

(moderate instrumental music)