Original subtitles

[spacecraft whooshing]

- Car?

Why is everything blue?

Caravaggio, please respond.

Travis?

Marcus?

Rudolpho?

[monitor crackling]

[whooshing]

Who's there?

[whooshing]

Hello?

[tense instrumental music]

- Nope.

[dramatic theme music]

[groaning]

- What the hell?

Travis?

Dr. Xeylon?

Travis?

Car, locate Travis and Dr. Xeylon.

Car!

Travis, do you read me?

Travis.

Percy!

Percy.

Rudolpho.

[mysterious instrumental music]

Oh my...

Car, where are we?

[mysterious instrumental music]

[buzzing]

[mysterious instrumental music]

- Oh hell no.

[mysterious instrumental music]

- [Computer] Computer on.

- Where's Caravaggio?

- [Computer] I have no knowledge of Caravaggio.

- Who am I talking to?

- [Computer] Trans Utopian Liner Mainframe, series JCN905.

- Car's platform, okay.

Where are we?

- [Computer] Please provide a frame of reference.

- A frame of reference?

- [Computer] There are no spatial relationships

from which to extract information.

- Are you saying we're nowhere?

- [Computer] Insufficient data.

- Is there anyone else on board the ship?

- [Computer] No and yes.

- What does that mean?

- [Computer] There is and there is not another life form

on board the ship.

[whirring]

- Hey, is someone there?

[mysterious instrumental music]

[buzzing]

- Shit.

- All right, enough playing cat and mouse.

Show yourself.

[whirring]

[eerie instrumental music]

I know you're in here.

Come out, come out wherever you are.

What the hell is that?

Caravaggio.

Car?

Hello?

Gone deaf now as well.

What's he doing off?

- [Computer] Computer on.

- Who the bloody hell are you?

Where's Caravaggio?

- [Computer] I have no knowledge of Caravaggio.

- Well, you're a lucky fellow, thing, whatever.

What's that there? - Insufficient data.

- Bloody useless too.

All right, here's an easy one.

Is there any other life on board?

- [Computer] There is and there is not another life form

on board the ship.

[ship rumbling]

[mysterious instrumental music]

- Computer, what am I looking at?

- [Computer] Data indicate that the energy density

is losing negativity, resulting in an instability

in the warp bubble.

- English, please.

- [Computer] The ship is losing molecular integrity.

In simpler terms, it is disintegrating.

[gentle instrumental music]

- Ugh.

Home sweet home.

Okay.

[buzzing]

- Look at it.

It's beautiful.

- What happened to Marcus?

- He is on the ship along with the others.

- Where is the ship?

- In the warp bubble created by the antimatter drive.

They made it too.

- But why aren't we on the ship?

- Because we're here, and we can also be...

here.

The Divinity Cluster allows us to do this,

to be here and there.

- You said us.

Can I do this?

- You haven't fully activated the second gene

of the cluster.

- All right, but if I do,

you're telling me I can travel through space and time?

- Yes.

- So it is possible for me to go back and save Callie?

- Yes, but altering time can be dangerous.

Change too much and you create an alternate reality

that will negate everything within the warp bubble.

- So we'll all-- - Cease to exist.

- Then I'm gonna need your help.

How do I activate the second gene?

- The gene's effects are triggered by epitonin,

a neurotransmitter which is released

when the brain lacks serotonin,

which regulates emotions.

- So I can activate it by suppressing my emotions?

- You don't suppress them.

You must experience their full intensity

in order to control them.

It won't be easy and we don't have a lot of time.

Your ship must remain in hyperspace while you learn

but the longer it stays,

the more unstable its structural integrity becomes.

- Then let's get started.

- Callie's death has affected you deeply.

We'll begin there.

[whirring]

[somber instrumental music]

- [Caravaggio] There's insufficient time

to implant a replacement.

She's losing blood pressure, pulse is thready,

O2 levels dropping, lungs collapsing.

- Callie?

- I can't.

[gentle instrumental music]

[whirring]

- What did you see?

- She's dead because of me.

- You have much to learn.

- And something's happening to the Tulip.

- The molecular integrity is failing.

You'll have to learn quickly or there'll be nothing

to go back to.

[mysterious instrumental music]

[whirring]

- I hate this, I hate this.

Hmm.

Mainframe's off, of course.

- [Computer] Computer on.

- I want Caravaggio.

- [Computer] I have no knowledge of Caravaggio.

- Fine, 905, what's happening to this ship?

- [Computer] Please refine inquiry parameters.

- What's happening to the wall in the galley?

- [Computer] A molecular destabilization

caused by prolonged exposure to hyperspace.

- Oh, stupid antimatter module.

Where's the rest of the crew?

- [Computer] There is only one other person

on board the ship.

- Who? - Insufficient data.

- Okay.

Who are you?

[whirring]

- I don't know what's happening to me.

Normally I have no problem keeping my emotions in check.

- That is not the same as controlling them.

You keep them in check because you can't control them.

There are so many strong feelings within you

that you're afraid of being overwhelmed by them.

You have to release them before you can control them.

[gentle instrumental music]

[whirring]

- Do you love me?

- Callie, what are you doing here?

- Where else would I be?

- But you're-- - I'm what?

- Not supposed to be here.

- Because I'm dead?

- Yeah.

- I'll ask you again.

Do you love me?

- I,

I don't understand.

- You don't have to.

Just tell me,

yes

or no.

- Yes.

I do love you.

- Then why do I have to pry it out of you?

Why can't you just say it?

- What the hell are you doing?

- It's a beautiful night.

I hope it never ends.

What?

- Callie, what's happening here?

- I don't know, but I like it.

[grunting]

[hits] [scoffs]

Fight back.

I said, fight back.

Fight back, dammit!

Fight!

Fight for me.

[whirring]

- Wha?

Was that you or Callie?

- Callie. - How?

- If you have to ask, you're not ready yet.

- I don't get it. [whirring]

What's happening now?

- The warp bubble is growing unstable.

[whirring]

- What's causing the warp bubble to lose its integrity?

- [Computer] This vessel is functioning as a singularity

within a singularity and causing time

to collapse in upon itself.

- Why are we still in hyperspace?

- [Computer] We are in a time loop.

- And how do we get out?

- [Computer] Insufficient data.

- And why is everything so red?

- [Computer] In a finitely generated horizon,

light rays meet up with themselves,

resulting in a color shift.

In this instance, you are red shifted.

- Finitely generated horizon?

The antimatter module.

[whirring]

Hey!

Who was there?

- [Computer] Insufficient data.

- I wish you'd stop saying that.

[mysterious instrumental music]

[whirring]

[eerie instrumental music]

[gasps]

- Did I alarm you?

- What the hell are you doing here?

- Just along for the ride.

- How did you get on board?

- You ask too many questions.

Where is the horizon generator?

It's not in the module control room.

Where is it?

- I don't know where it is.

[eerie instrumental music]

- Computer, how did this set up get us into hyperspace?

- [Computer] The present configuration appears insufficient

to enter hyperspace.

- Well, we're in hyperspace, so explain.

- [Computer] I am detecting an open circuit,

indicating a missing component.

- Oh yeah, where'd it go?

- [Computer] Scans indicate trace amounts

of phased negative energy,

suggesting a triphasic event may have originated in here.

- Oh right, okay.

Does that hurt?

[tense instrumental music]

[whirring]

- I don't suppose you're here

to teach me how to do that zipping around thing.

[buzzes]

You're letting me go?

- You've got work to do.

- Oh.

Freak show.

[whirring]

[buzzing] [tense instrumental music]

- Okay, run.

- Hello.

Who's leaving all these tackians about?

- Hi.

It's Percy, Car.

- Percy.

Is that a new look?

- Yeah, it's a new look.

I know it's been a while. - It has?

- Well maybe not on your end of the continuum,

but on mine, and mine actually might not work out,

unless my 5DMac is solid.

As solid as a certain AI.

- You must be in serious trouble.

That almost sounded like a request.

- There's a window to fund Dante.

- Now?

From where?

- From here.

This flow in space, but in a different

geometry in time.

- With the time between, you certain it's wise

to bring it back? - Yeah, Car.

Are you gonna help me or not?

[groans]

[tense instrumental music]

[ship rumbles]

- Whoa!

- I think I'm ready.

[gentle instrumental music]

Callie!

[gasps] [gun fires]

Nothing changed.

- You weren't ready.

- Computer, what's your name?

- [Computer] I don't know.

- I don't know, mm, nice name.

Why is everything green?

- [Computer] In a finitely generated horizon,

light rays meet up with themselves,

resulting in a color shift.

- Okay, but why green?

Why not red or blue?

Is that something to do

with triphasic thingy you mentioned earlier?

- [Computer] It is a possibility.

- Could a hyperspace jump split reality?

- [Computer] Yes.

- And these realities would be color shift?

- [Computer] Correct.

- Why?

This isn't normal for a hyperspace jump.

- [Computer] Theoretically not.

However, under certain conditions,

the warp bubble could be multi-phased.

- Well, what conditions?

- [Computer] Faulty calibration of an antimatter module,

an error in the calibration of gravity and mass

at the point of departure, incorrect align--

- Wait a second.

You said an error in the calculation of gravity

and mass at the point of departure, yes?

- [Computer] Correct.

- Well, the Orchard ship was practically on top of us

when we made the jump into hyperspace.

- [Computer] That would certainly

affect the gravity variable.

- How many realities could be created by the phasing?

- [Computer] This is dependent

on the original number of observers.

- So, the others could be here but shifted out of phase,

so I can't see them.

- [Computer] It is a possibility.

- It's like we're occupying different folds

of the same space?

- [Computer] It is a possibility.

- As if we're vibrating at different wavelengths.

- [Computer] It is a possibility.

- So, are you constant in all three realities?

- [Computer] Since I am not a living observer,

it is possible that I am in all three realities,

however I am not aware of my presence beyond this reality.

- What is our structural condition?

- [Computer] The Trans Utopian is losing 3.2%

of its mass every 15 minutes.

Destabilization is accelerating.

- How long until we lose structural integrity?

- [Computer] At the current rate

of acceleration, 24 minutes.

- So, if we can bring the realities back together,

will that stop the ship from dematerializing?

- [Computer] Bringing the Trans Utopian back

into the single phase will not stop dematerialization.

It is, however, the first step.

- So, how do we bring the ship back into single phase?

- [Computer] Theoretically, a simultaneous gravitonic burst

from each of the various observer realities

would collapse the phased warp bubble.

- Gravitonic burst, like what a focused beam

of subatomic particles fired into hyperspace would cause.

- [Computer] Correct.

- Well, why didn't you say so?

Our particle beam fires subatomic particles.

Would that do it? - Yes.

However, in order to succeed,

it would be necessary to perform identical procedures

in all phases.

- Let's hope the boys are as smart as me.

- Not ready yet?

What more do I have to do?

- As I told you, to activate the second gene of the cluster

and control space and time,

you need complete emotional control.

- But I thought I had it.

I was back there, wasn't I?

- You were of the event, but you were not in the event.

That is why you could not control the event.

- All right, then.

Just please tell me what I have to do.

- I am a physicist, Travis, not a therapist.

- But you've done it.

You've mastered your emotions.

You've activated the second gene.

How did you do it?

- It was difficult and painful

and ultimately lonely, but it was what I had to do

if I wanted to solve the riddle of hyperspace.

It also took me many years.

- Well unfortunately, we don't have that much time.

- Then you must succeed in controlling your emotions.

You must be holding something back,

something buried deep.

If you're in hyperspace to find your father,

maybe it has something to do with him.

- Shit.

Well that didn't work.

Well that didn't work.

[whirring]

- Yes it did.

- Percy.

Can you see me?

- I can sense you, Uncle Dante.

Photons don't work here.

Or there, depends on your point of view but,

technically we're still in hyperspace.

- But we dig ourselves out together,

I've seen it, Percy.

- You're goddamn right.

- I miss you so much, Perc.

[buzzing]

- Probably wouldn't remember it anyway.

- Oh.

Who was that?

That warped through me.

- That was your son, Travis.

- No.

If there's one thing I'm sure of, Percy,

he, that was not my son.

[ship whirring]

- [Rudolpho] Status?

- [Computer] Complete molecule disintegration will occur

in one minute, 23 seconds.

- Right, well, let's get on with it then.

You sure this'll work?

We'll all end up one big dysfunctional family again?

- [Computer] Firing the particle beam weapon

at 45 million cycles for 15.39 seconds

will adjust the gravitonic imbalance

and cause the triphasic bubbles to collapse.

- I'm allergic to words like collapse.

- [Computer] It is not possible to be allergic to a word.

- Yeah, whatever.

Five.

- Four,

three...

- Two,

one and a half,

one.

[whirring]

[yelling]

[breathing heavily]

Well...

- Well.

I could use a drink. [chuckles]

[mysterious instrumental music]

[whirring]

- Yeah, well, the ship's falling to pieces.

- We're still screwed.

Where's Travis?

- Travis is not on board the Tulip.

- Now there's a shock.

Oh, Caravaggio, nice of you to join us.

- Yes?

- It is actually nice to see you, Car.

- Have you been away?

- You've been away.

- I have no memory of that.

- That's because hyperspace wiped out your higher functions.

[ship rumbling]

- The Tulip's molecular structure is destabilizing.

- Yes, we know.

Any thoughts?

- We may have been too long in hyperspace.

We must leave.

- We can't leave.

Travis isn't here.

- Was he on board when we shifted?

- No, there was another man, but...

- Tristan Catchpole. - He's here?

- He's after the horizon generator.

- Car, any life signs in the module room?

- There were some seconds ago but they disappeared

as the triphasing collapsed.

[dramatic instrumental music]

- He's got it.

- Well, that explains why he let me out of the brig.

He needed our realities to fuse

so that the generator would reappear.

- Without it we can't measure the pulse count

or manage a negative energy flow through the module.

- Oh, then even if Travis does reappear, we're stuck here.

- Cripes.

[eerie instrumental music]

- Our friend has delivered on his promise.

- It's a shame we had to lose Montana.

He would have been a powerful ally.

- There will be others.

But I am remiss.

It's only fitting that we salute the architect

of our future, Edward Murchison.

Come on, Edward, you deserve this.

[clapping] [tense instrumental music]

[gasping]

- Don't be alarmed, everyone.

[groans]

- Good people, we have a species to resurrect.

Our alien ancestors implanted the Divinity Cluster in us

so that one day when humanity had evolved

to the point where hyperspace travel was possible,

they could be reborn in all of us.

Thanks to this little device, that day has arrived.

I'd seriously consider signing up.

[gentle instrumental music]

- You said I was here because of my father and I am,

but he's not the reason I can't control my emotions.

He's not the reason I am the way I am.

- Who is?

- My mother.

She conducted the experiment on me

that brought out the Divinity Cluster before I was born.

- And you resent her for this.

- I resent her for what I became, yeah.

- Then tell her.

- I can't. - Why not?

- Because she's dead.

She was murdered by the raiders who abducted me.

- You know you can talk to her here.

- I don't want to talk to her.

- Why?

- Because I hate her.

[buzzing]

- I can understand that.

[electronic buzzing]

- Why are you here?

- The flow of space, the geometry of time.

- Well, thanks to your experiment,

I'm a Divinity Cluster freak and a raider.

- You think I meant for things to unfold the way they did?

- I'd like to think not.

- It was an accident, Travis.

I had no insight into how my work would affect you,

and I am sorry they did.

But you may find that your powers and your training

as a raider could be of purpose to you.

They may serve you well in the events to come.

- Wait, there's so much more I...

Have to say.

- There is no time, Travis.

You must be ready.

- I don't know.

Now I don't think I am.

- You have no choice.

You must go back now.

[whirring]

- Keep me covered, I'll draw them out.

- What? [guns firing]

[grunts]

- Over here.

[guns firing]

[grunts]

[tense instrumental music]

Callie!

[guns firing]

- Where's Dr. Xeylon?

- They got her. - Who are they?

- The Orchard.

No, no. - What are you doing?

We have to find her.

- We can't.

- What are you talking about?

- Trust me on this.

- Okay, are you staring at me?

- Yeah.

[whirring]

- Well, I've run half a dozen simulations trying

to bypass the horizon generator.

All of them end in the Tulip exploding.

- I'd rather blow up than be stuck

in some endless hyperspace time loop.

- What if we tried phasing the module's conduits

to match the gravitonic displacement?

- Callie, that's like one in a gazillion chance.

- Gazillion, is that a real number?

- If we could just get Travis and Dr. Xeylon back,

then at least we could try

to mimic the horizon generator's effects.

- [Caravaggio] Complete molecular disintegration

of the ship will occur in seven minutes, 56 seconds.

- Well, perfect.

[eerie instrumental music]

[gentle instrumental music]

- Your second Divinity Cluster gene

is now fully activated.

- I feel like I've been given a life sentence.

- Except that you have Callie back.

- How much will she remember?

- Nothing past the moment she was shot.

As far as she's concerned, none of it happened.

- Hmm.

We should be getting back to the Tulip now.

- Yes.

You know, there's still a chance

you may find your father one day.

- Let's hope it goes a little better

than it did with my mother.

[whirring]

- What the hell took you so long?

- It's good to see you too.

- Whoa.

No Dante?

- No.

[dramatic orchestral music]

- Well, I guess we spent enough time in hyperspace.

- Yeah, we got a bit of a problem, though.

- Uh yeah, Catchpole has the horizon generator.

- So unless you got any bright ideas,

we're about to become one with hyperspace.

- We might be able

to set up a negative energy conduction wave in the module

that will mimic the generator's signature wave.

- How long will that take?

- I don't really know.

I've never done it before.

- We don't have any time to waste.

Go.

- Doctor.

- Damn it.

- Callie.

- We've come too far not to make it back now.

- Agreed.

- Look, I'm really sorry you didn't find Dante.

- Yeah, well, let's hope we get another chance.

We should talk later.

- I'd like that.

- Come on.

[buzzing] [tense instrumental music]

- So this is how you found me?

- No, you found me.

The machine is a beacon.

I shape nondarionic matter into artificial tackions

that unhooked matter from time.

- Why do I understand that? [Percy chuckles]

- It's a hyperspace hangover.

That's what I call it.

[ship whirring]

- Come on!

- We need to open the plasma conduits in the module.

- I can't.

I routed the conduit control through the horizon generator.

It was the only way, and now they won't open for me.

- Well, can you do it manually?

- We haven't got time to bring the module inside the ship.

- 35 seconds. - Marcus, I need

both plasma conduits online to set up the conduction wave.

There is no alternative.

- [Caravaggio] It has been a pleasure serving

with all of you.

- I'll go. - Go where?

- To the modules, open the conduits.

- Are you crazy?

- Bring the conduits back online in 10

whether I'm back or not.

- Travis!

- I remember.

We were crashing.

It was me.

I was the one who did it.

I teleported us away.

- Into hyperspace, yeah.

And still there, technically,

except there is no there.

Just a whole lotta here's.

- 10, nine, eight,

seven, six, five,

four, three. - Conduits are back online.

- Two, one. - No, we wait for Travis.

- [Caravaggio] Reactor implosion in 12...

- Percy, is this normal?

- [Percy] Nope.

Shit.

- [Carvaggio] 10.

- We've gotta do this now. - Nine, eight.

- No, we wait for him. - Seven, six, five.

- Now. - Four.

- I'm reading a stable wave. - Three, two.

- Does that mean we're gonna be all right?

- I have no idea, but you better hang on to something.

- Tackion particles.

Some idiot is running a negative--

[whirring]

- What the hell is happening?

- [Vienna] It's negative energy reading

from the warp bubble decay.

- Can we stop it? - No, get down!

- Percy?

Shaking gravity fields.

Let's see how long this hangover's gonna last.

[tense instrumental music]

[tense instrumental music]

- Been awhile.

Where you been?

- Staying with my niece.

- Coffee's on the house.

[sighs]

- It's so good.

- [Waitress] Have as much of it as you want.

- No.

I got too much to do.

- On a day like this?

[rain pattering]

- I never saw rain.

Where are they gettin' this?

Seriously.

From some bit I saw?

Were you there when I met Penny?

Is that why you look like her?

- You want a top up?

[mug shatters]

Something different about you Dante.

You all right?

- You could say that.

You see, my niece, she's been helping me get

a good look at myself.

I've been trapped here with you for so long,

the memories are starting to fade.

Let me ask you something.

You have any memories?

- No need to get sassy.

- No you don't, do you?

because it's all a bunch of now to you people.

- People?

You think we're some sort of monkeys like you?

- Maybe a long time ago but you live in

hyperspace now, don't you?

- Don't do this Dante.

- I ought to pity what you've become.

But after what you've done to me, to my family,

to my family, to the whole human race,

all I got is rage, lady.

I got it all the way down-- - Wait.

[distorted speaking] [dramatic music]

[dramatic theme music]

[dramatic theme music]