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2130, Day 547.

Unscheduled course correction
due at 2200.

Pre-correction check:
Rotation axis plus three degrees.

Nitrous oxide pressure 4100,
rising to 5,000.

Quad jet C and D on preselect.

Rotor ignition sequence
beginning in 3-0.

Thruster line reactors on stand by.

Vincent, notify me with 15 to go.

- Alex?
- Yes, Dan?

Have you determined a difference in ETAs
with and without correction?

Working on it. We shouldn't be
needing a correction at this time.

Vincent, run a confirmation
on the last inertial fix

and check it with another celestial.

I have. It is correct.

But I think I've found the reason
for our present variation.

- Mr. Pizer?
- Yes, Vincent?

Mr. Pizer, I think
you should come up here.

What's up, Vincent?

The largest black hole
I have ever encountered.

Let's have a look at it
on the holograph.

My God!

Right out of Dante's Inferno.

Yes.

The most destructive force
in the universe, Harry.

Nothing can escape it, not even light.

I had a professor who predicted

that black holes
would devour the entire universe.

Why not, when you can see
giant suns sucked in

and disappear without a trace?

- Give us the magnification, Vincent.
- Polarizing image.

Every time I see one of those,

I expect to spot some guy in red
with horns and a pitchfork.

It's a monster, all right.

A rip in the fabric of space and time.
I've picked up something else.

Let's see it.

It hasn't moved
since I first picked it up.

- It seems to be some kind of ship.
- Do you copy, Alex?

Roger, Dan.

Enlarge again
and let's try to identify it.

But how could anybody
be out here ahead of us?

Arcturius 10, United Kingdom.

Liberty 7, United States.

Russian experimental space station,
series five.

France, Sahara Module 5-3.
Pluto 4, Japan.

- U.S., Space Probe 1.
- That's it.

U.S.S. Cygnus.

Dr. Kate, wasn't that the ship
your father was on?

U.S.S. Cygnus.

Its mission, to discover
habitable life in outer space.

Same as ours.

Signal that ship, Vincent.

- Activate the sensors, Charlie.
- You bet.

They were recalled to Earth
20 years ago,

their mission considered a failure.

How that must've galled
Dr. Hans Reinhardt.

Did you ever meet
Commander Reinhardt?

Collided with him would be
a more accurate description.

- A legend.
- So he believed.

Reinhardt had the knack
of making his own ambitions

seem like a matter of national pride.

He talked
the Space Appropriations Committee

into the costliest fiasco of all time.

And refused to admit failure.
Ignored his recall.

Maybe not.
Maybe it never got through.

That ship just disappeared.

They've never been seen again.

Get us in close enough. Vincent and I
could get aboard on tethers.

To quote Cicero,
"Rashness is characteristic of youth,

"prudence of mellowed age, and
discretion the better part of valor."

No sense leaving the story
of a lifetime untold, Captain.

I believe there is, Harry.

And it's looking straight at us.
Picking up anything on the sensors?

Negative. But with that turbulence,
our signal might not be getting through.

According to my instruments, it hasn't
moved a centimeter since we spotted it.

How can a lifeless derelict
defy that kind of gravity?

I don't know,
but it's worth investigating.

My instincts are against it.

But we'll go in for a closer look.

Fix a coordinate approach.
Full power on the thrusters, Vincent.

Strap yourselves in. We'll be
feeling the gravitational force...

...right now.

Range: 2-9-5-5-1 and closing.

What's your reading on Cygnus?

Triangulation shows
it's still holding steady.

Gravity pull?

Point zero, 2-4-5-0 and rising.

Put us in an escape attitude
of 8-5 degrees.

Cut power by two-thirds.

8-5 degrees.
She's bucking like a bronco.

Gravity?

Point 4-6-9-6-0, still climbing.

Switching to manual.

I'm not sure how long
the engines will stay operable

against that much force
when we turn back.

Alex, gravity's close to maximum.

We can afford one pass,
then we have to get out.

Zero gravity.

Cut the power.

Smooth as glass.

It's like being
in the eye of a hurricane.

What happened?

Natural phenomenon.

Or something from that ship.

Activating the microbeam.

Picking up anything, Charlie?

Negative. No way our signals
can't get through this time.

Gravity's at maximum.

My God, I think it's got us.
We're starting to tumble.

100 percent on the roll jet quads.

Roll jet quads, full capacity.

Air break amidship, losing oxygen.

Gimme a full burst at 1-8-0 degrees,
main thrusters.

We've got a break here too.

Emergency readouts show the primary
and secondary air lines ruptured.

Never rains.

Full-pitch attitude thrusters
A and B rings.

The black hole is pulling us in.

Going to manual.

The number four hatch blew outward.
I'll go and secure it.

Watch yourself out there.

There's more gravity pull
than we've ever encountered.

Alex, we better check out
the damage below.

Vincent, do you read me?

Come in, Vincent.

Either we have a malfunction, or there's
too much interference on the outside.

See if you can get through
with your E.S.P.

I got through to Vincent.

He said there are old pilots
and there are bold pilots,

but there are very few old, bold pilots.

She's tuned in on Vincent, all right.

Grab my leg!

- You okay?
- Yeah.

And that's got it.
Hit the boosters, Charlie.

We gotta make a run
for that zero gravity.

He secured the hatch.

Good.

We can only make
temporary repairs here,

and that's only to the secondary lines.

Unless we replace the damaged parts
in the main regulator,

we're gonna lose our oxygen supply.

Damn.

The tether's broken.

- I'm going after him.
- Stay at your post.

What the hell are you made of?

What if it were one of us out there?

Vincent is one of us.

Reverse thrusters and look
for a place to set down.

What's going on?

That's what I'd like to know.

Like a tree on Christmas morning.

Locking warheads into firing position.

They've got to be friendly.

They could've blasted us
right out of the sky.

Your side, Dan.

You got a picture down there?

There are people on board.

It's just a shadow.

Enlarge, please.

There are people, Alex.
I know it. I feel it.

Docking elevator coming up.

Wonder why they didn't roll out
the red carpet earlier?

I don't know and I don't like it.

They're callin' the shots
and we've gotta repair our craft.

I'm sorry I blew my stack.

I guess we all have a soft spot
for the little guy, Charlie.

All right, let's bring her in.

Okay.

Bingo.

We have gravity.

Nice work, Vincent.

Out of the frying pan,
hopefully not into the fire.

Are you all right?

Nothing a hammer and a little
metal polish can't fix. Thank you.

Looks like we'll have to go to them.

- You'll stay with the Palomino.
- But, you need...

Don't worry, Mr. Pizer.

They also serve who only stand and wait.

- Were you programmed to bug me?
- No, sir, to educate you.

When I volunteered for this mission,

I never thought I'd end up
playing straight man to a tin can.

This place looks as if
it hasn't been used for years.

It's eerie. I feel like
a thousand eyes are watching us.

- Do you read me?
- Are you all right?

Weapons destroyed by laser fire.
No injuries. Hold your position.

- Are you sure you're all right?
- Down, but never for the full count.

So much for the friendship theory.

Come on. They could've killed us
if they'd wanted to.

Yeah, sure.

I don't like it
when somebody else pulls the strings.

Neither do I.

Whoever's up in that control tower
is callin' the shots right now.

Whoever... or whatever, Captain.

Easy, Kate.

I shouldn't get my hopes up,
but it's hard not to.

I know.

I don't mind telling you
I'm a little concerned.

Some of my brother robots
were assigned to Project Black Hole,

programmed to send E.S.P. messages
back from space probes.

A grand experiment,
the scientists thought.

- Also ancient history.
- Not to me, Mr. Booth.

Not this close.

The heat in there
melts types like me rather quickly.

Hello? I'm Kate McCrae.

Is Officer Frank McCrae aboard?

They appear to be
some sort of robot, Dr. Kate.

Look over here.

Incredible!

It oughta be.
It sure cost the taxpayers enough.

There's someone else with us.

Identify yourself.

What is your type and model?

- A mystery monster.
- Don't move.

Do ya read me? Charlie Pizer?
Come in, Charlie.

This is the story
to end all stories, Harry.

A ship of robots and computers
with this thing in charge.

Not quite, Dr. Durant.

Maximilian and my robots only
run the ship the way I wish it run.

How do you know my name?

You were monitored ever since
our sensors first detected you.

Now, Maximilian, calm down.

Don't pick on small people.

Such a nice little robot.
He's harmless.

Miss McCrae, you might come closer.

Welcome aboard the Cygnus.

- Hans Reinhardt.
- It can't be!

You always did have a flair
for theatrical entrances.

Dr. Reinhardt...

My father. Where is he?

My dear child,
I'm sorry to dash your hopes,

but your father's not with us anymore.

He's dead.

A man to be proud of.

A grave personal loss to me.

He was a trusted and loyal friend.

And you are his daughter.

Yes. The same eyes.

The same eyes.

And the rest of the crew?

They didn't make it back?

They did not.

Pity. It was such a good crew.

What happened
when your mission was recalled?

Is this going to be
an interview, Mr. Booth?

I haven't had that for a long time,
but if you want to, I will answer.

Now, don't be frightened.
Nobody's going to harm you.

The Cygnus encountered a field
of meteorites and was disabled.

Our main and auxiliary
communication systems smashed.

We were adrift.

I told the crew to abandon ship,
to return home as ordered.

Perhaps it was another of
what you term "my theatrical gestures,"

but I chose to remain aboard.

Your dear father
chose to remain with me.

We never knew
what happened to the others.

You've lived out here for 20 years?
Alone?

20 years.

20 Earth years, but...

I didn't live exactly alone.

I've created companions, of a sort.

They look a bit medieval,
but I'm a romantic.

Mr. Pizer.

Come in. Join us.

Thank you.
Have you met the goon squad?

Goon squad. Nice.
I'm Hans Reinhardt.

Forgive this little incident,

but you were disarmed
for your own safety.

Dismissed.

My robots are programmed to react
against any act of aggression.

I assure you, none was intended.

I'm glad to hear that.
Please, consider yourselves my guests.

We won't impose on your hospitality.

Just long enough to repair our ship.

And then we can offer you
the means of returning to Earth.

What makes you think
I want to return?

The Cygnus is in danger
of being destroyed here.

Your captain was worried
about that too.

One step too far...

and we are done.

But there's no cause for alarm.

We developed anti-gravity forces
to maintain our position.

It's what you might
call a "Mexican standoff."

If you were monitoring us,
you must've picked up our signals.

That's right.

You failed to reply.

Did I have to reply?

Slight communications problem.

Maximilian will take you to requisition
whatever you need to repair your ship.

In the meantime,
you and Dr. McCrae

will get enough information to make
your mission of historic importance.

- Back off, Vincent.
- Not until he does.

When you're nose-to-nose
with a trash compactor, you cool it.

What does that remind me of?

Yes! David and Goliath.

Classic confrontation.

Only this time, David is overmatched.

Call him off, Reinhardt.

I said call him off!

On my ship you ask, Captain.

Indeed.

Please, call him off, Doctor.

Maximilian.

Remember, these are our guests.

Now, let him in.

Show that you've good manners.
That's a good robot.

Communication problems aside,
he took a long time to show any lights.

- Be careful.
- I know.

Those others aren't any friendlier
than Dr. Frankenstein's monsters.

The bigger they are,
the harder they fall.

Maybe you should've smiled
when you said it, Vincent.

This ship doesn't appear
to be crippled.

Of course not.

We repaired the damage
and became operable again.

But you never obeyed the order
to return to Earth.

That's right. I refused this order.

There were larger considerations.
Other worlds yet to be explored.

Life dreams unrealized.

The authorities would still consider
that an act of piracy.

What would you have said if
the authorities called back Columbus

just before he discovered
the New World?

You wouldn't even exist.

I'm about to prove to you
that the end justifies the means.

Pretty busy around here, Max.
What are you gearin' up for?

Tell you what.

You take care of business here,
and I'll go back to the ship

and start working on that regulator.

Don't bother to point the way, Max.
I'll find it by myself.

We need primary and secondary
demand oxygen pressure regulators

and an E.C.S. proportion
flow valve controller.

Dr. Reinhardt told you to requisition
the parts for us.

Let's get cracking.

Way to go, Max. Way to go.

Vital information necessary centralized.
Labor force, the 396.

I see by your markings you're
from the old 2-8, programmed in Houston.

There is enough instant energy
down there to supply all of Earth.

The first step to colonizing the galaxy.

You'll be remembered as one of the
greatest space scientists of all time.

I have never doubted that.

It's about time that people learn
about their failures and my successes.

Come back with us and enjoy
the glory of that success.

I don't want to go back and
I don't enjoy successes anymore.

There is too much at stake to pull back.

I'm on the brink of a great achievement.
All this is just the beginning.

- The beginning? Of what?
- You will know in due time.

Could we have a demonstration
of this incredible new power source?

Come with me
and I'll show you everything.

I call it "cygnium," after my ship.

Must've made a wrong turn.

Quite a layout.

I said it's quite a layout you got here.

Can you speak?

Are you programmed to speak?

No, I guess not.

I guess that'd make you
a little bit too real, wouldn't it?

That Reinhardt sure loves
to play God, doesn't he?

Hey, wait a minute!

- I know what I saw.
- Nobody buries a robot.

- I didn't say it was a robot.
- Then what?

I don't know what they shot into space,

but they did it with the reverence
and honor of a human funeral.

Maybe Reinhardt lied.

Maybe there are
some survivors still alive.

- What do you think he's up to?
- I haven't got a clue.

He seems cooperative
about getting us operable.

A wolf remains a wolf,
even if it has not eaten your sheep.

Correct, Vincent.
The sooner we blast out, the better.

Whatever you say. Let's snap it up.

A pint cannot hold a quart.

If it holds the pint,
it's doing the best it can.

Thank you, Vincent.

- Fascinating.
- From a distance.

Are you interested
in black holes?

How can one not be overwhelmed
by the deadliest force in the universe?

That long, dark tunnel to nowhere.

Or somewhere.

These are exactly the answers
yet to be explored.

You've defined the power of a black hole
with your anti-gravity calculations,

a stunning achievement.

- You think so?
- Yes.

- I do.
- Thank you.

I think, Dr. Durant...

that you are a man who longs
for a sense of his own greatness,

but has not yet found
his true direction, right?

Perhaps I could find it here,
if you're in no hurry for us to leave.

Shall we discuss that over dinner?

It's only dinner.
I should be there.

We'll be safer without you
and Max knocking heads.

I can handle him.

Far be it that you admit
you can't handle something.

There are the "wills",
"won'ts" and "can'ts."

"Will's" accomplish, "won'ts" oppose
and "can'ts" won't try.

Do us a favor and try to be a "can't",

especially where
that monster's concerned.

We need you, not another corkscrew.

Look at that. You're gonna have
the time of your life in there.

I don't mean to sound superior,
but I hate the company of robots.

Try and relax. Have fun.

Remember what they say,
"All work and no play..."

"All sunshine makes a desert,"
so the Arabs say.

Alert me if you're in trouble?

Go on in there and have some laughs.

We've been in some scrapes before,
and we're gonna get out of this one.

As you were.

- Who's the flashy black hat?
- S-T-A-R.

Special Troops Arms Regiment.

Reinhardt's prototype
for the sentry robots.

He was number one
until Reinhardt built Maximilian.

He's sharp, but we're sharper.
You ever go up against him?

Once.

- What happened?
- I beat him.

He got so upset, he blew a fuse.
He had his revenge, though.

He did things to me
I don't like to think about.

A great many experiments are in progress
aboard the Cygnus, gentlemen.

Some of them dangerous.

I suggest
in the interest of your own safety,

that there are no more
unescorted excursions

for the duration of your stay, agreed?

Sure, sure.

Good. Please, sit down.

Captain.

Well, Mr. Booth, what's new on Earth?

I don't think it's changed
very much since you left.

Nothing much ever changes.

Same news, different names.

- Still writing for the same paper?
- The same.

Still on strike?

Fresh mushroom soup.
Prepared from my own personal garden.

I remember writing about the extensive
agricultural station.

Large enough to supply the needs
of the entire crew, wasn't it?

These days it's tiny;
just enough for one person.

Naturally.

Our wine and spare parts are vintage.

I hope that's satisfactory.

We've had to modify a few of the parts,
but that shouldn't take long.

We'll be ready to leave soon.

Speak for yourself, Dan.

I believe I have a great deal
to learn from Dr. Reinhardt.

Thank you.

Our mission's finished, Alex.

A toast...

to you and your companions,
Dr. Durant,

on the occasion
of your visit to the Cygnus.

Welcome aboard, Miss Kate.

The only Earth people
to know of my existence.

And to you, sir, and your
magnificent accomplishments.

Tonight, my friends,

we stand on the brink

of a feat unparalleled
in space exploration.

If the data on my returning probe ship
matches my computerized calculations,

I will travel
where no man has dared to go.

Into the black hole?

In...

through...

and beyond.

Why, that's crazy.

Impossible!

The word "impossible," Mr. Booth,

is only found
in the dictionary of fools.

Are there anymore like us left on board?

I'm the last one.

These upstarts think
I'm some old freak.

They still haven't improved
on our model.

You can't modify perfection.
We are the best.

Lordy, he wants a rematch.

As an old Navy hero said,

"Damn the torpedoes, full speed ahead."

He also said somethin' about
"goin' in harm's way."

Nice shooting, Bob.

You'd have beat him again
if he hadn't bumped you.

I done missed on purpose.

Don't worry.
I'll uphold the honor of the old outfit.

S.T.A.R., Vincent's my name,
sharp shooting is my game.

Try me.

Your probe ship has only gone
to the event horizon,

not into the black hole itself.

How do you expect the Cygnus to escape
being crushed by the force in there?

I assume Dr. Reinhardt has created
an anti-gravitational force field

capable of withstanding that stress.

Indeed. And I know you will say that
one mistake in navigation can be fatal.

But I know exactly what I'm doing.
The course I have chosen

will take the Cygnus through
at its optimum angle of rotation.

The vortex will cause us
to move at incredible speed.

And that angle
will slingshot us through.

Nice shot, S.T.A.R.
Simple, but nice.

Tricky. Yet try this.

If one dances, one must pay the piper.

If there's anything I cannot stand,
it's a sore loser.

Meet me in parts storage.

So, as I understand it, you want
the Palomino to monitor your journey.

That's right. I need you to go
to another place and another time.

A place where, if you're lucky,

I have the possibility to find
what we call "the ultimate knowledge."

Yes, Maximilian?

The probe ship is about to dock.
Continue your meal.

Cuckoo as a Swiss clock.

My name's Bob.
Bio-sanitation battalion.

I couldn't talk freely before,
but I have a whole lot to tell ya.

If Maximilian knew you were here,
it'd be the end for both of us.

- Can you permanently rearm my lasers?
- Yeah, I can.

You and your friends
are in grave danger.

Reinhardt only turned the lights on
to prevent any damage to the Cygnus.

This is a death ship.

What does your intuition say?

That Dr. Reinhardt is walking
a tightrope between genius and insanity.

- I think the guy's nuts.
- I don't buy that.

Whatever he is,
he's an out-and-out liar.

That tiny, little one-man garden
of his is big enough to feed an army.

Nothing strange about that.
It purifies the air.

Tell him about the funeral.
A robot funeral, Alex.

It was almost human.

Granted, 20 years
out of contact with people

has made this man a little eccentric,

but you can't ask me to believe he's
programmed his robots to feel emotions.

I know what I saw.

We only have Reinhardt's
word for what happened to his crew.

All I know is that robot gardener
was almost human too.

He even walked with a limp.

What spooks you about
a malfunctioning robot?

I wasn't spooked, old buddy.

I'm just tellin' you
I had a gut feelin' that...

I was lookin' at some kind of...

some kind of person.

What are you getting at?

We make our apologies, say good-bye,
and get off this ship quick.

Wait a minute. Hold it.

Now, let's stop
and figure this thing out.

If Reinhardt has anti-gravity
strong enough to hold him here,

I figure he's got enough to pull away.

So?

So why not take this ship
and Reinhardt back home?

That's a long shot you're talking about.

Come on.

You've got two scientific wizards here
to figure out the computers

and they can even reprogram the robots.

The three of us can handle
Reinhardt and that pet monster of his.

I'm tellin' ya,
we could all be heroes.

We could also be dead.

These poor creatures
are what's left of the crew.

Kept alive by means
I don't pretend to understand.

Humans?

More robot than human.

Let's get out of here
before we're discovered.

Too late. Watch it!

Think there are any more?

All clear.

Let's get rid of the evidence.

Maximilian will take you to debriefing.

I will check out
your computers personally.

How long before they'll start
searching for these two?

Depends on their duty schedule.
Could be any time.

Then we have to move fast.

So, he neglected his duty to his country
for a higher ideal.

So what?

What basis in fact do you have
for these macabre speculations?

I agree that his style
is somewhat unconventional.

He's eager to share his knowledge.
Doesn't that mean anything?

We're not staying aboard
any longer than we have to.

- That's up to Reinhardt.
- Dan.

Vincent wants you aboard
the Palomino right away.

Let's go, Charlie.

I think I'll tag along.

This isn't our party.
Let's get outta here.

Reinhardt will solve the one
final mystery that has eluded mankind.

Or he'll die in the attempt.

I'm beginning to feel
you want to go with him.

On a glorious pilgrimage, straight into
what may be the mind of God?

I do.

I do.

Darkness was upon the face of the deep.

And the spirit of God
moved upon the face of the waters.

What an incredible sight.

I still haven't got used to it.
Where are the others?

- They were recalled to the ship.
- Recalled?

Didn't I say no more
unescorted excursions?

Where was your communication?

The E.S.P. you share with the robot.

Extraordinary.

Dr. Durant.

Yes, Doctor?

These are all my formulas
I've compiled over the years.

I want you to take them back with you

and pass them on to others
in case something might happen to me.

You can depend on me.

I also want you to monitor my flight.

Stay as long as you can
at the event horizon.

There might be an Einstein-Rosen bridge
to consider.

I will.

Believe me.

I've been waiting a long time for
someone like you to record this moment.

Thank you, Doctor.

Then I'm ready.

Ready to embark
on man's greatest journey.

Certainly his riskiest.

The risk is incidental
compared to the possibility

to possess the great truth
of the unknown.

There, long-cherished laws of nature...

simply do not apply.

They vanish.

And life?

Life?

Life forever.

The officer the men trusted most
was Frank McCrae.

Kate's father.

They turned to him when Dr. Reinhardt
ignored the orders to return home.

They tried to take control
of the Cygnus.

Reinhardt called it mutiny
and killed Mr. McCrae.

And the crew?

They were captured by the sentry robots
and are still on board.

- What?
- Where?

In the command tower, the power center.

Robots, Mr. Pizer. Humanoid robots.

The most valuable thing in the universe.

Intelligent life
means nothin' to Dr. Reinhardt.

Without their wills, the crew
became things he could command.

That explains the funeral.
And the limping robot you spotted.

Do you mean to tell me there's actually
a human body under that clothing?

Exactly, Mr. Booth.

We can't just take off and
leave these poor devils behind.

- Looks like we have to try your plan.
- What?

And end up just like
the rest of the crew?

If they couldn't pull it off,
what chance do we have?

The damage is irreversible.

Death is their only release.

That's right.

For God's sakes, we can't
take on that mechanical army!

Captain, I was forced
to destroy two sentry robots.

The others are searching now.
If they're found...

- Got you. Start the countdown.
- Right.

Tell Kate I want her and Alex
back here on the double.

Fix navigational course.

You have achieved all this
on your own, Dr. Reinhardt.

You'd have every right
to reject the request

of a comparative stranger, but...

What are you hoping for?
lmmortality?

No. Scientific truth.

We have to board right away.
They're waiting to blast off.

Prepare reactors.

Maximilian.

- How are your readings?
- All systems are go, Mr. Pizer.

I will not have you
throw your life away for this.

He can do it.

- I know he can.
- God, Alex!

There's an entirely different world
beyond that black hole,

a point where time and space
as we understand it no longer exists.

We will be the first to see it,
to explore it, to experience it.

Damn it all, Dan.
If we wait for Alex, we may be too late.

Don't you see?
He's hypnotized by that man.

- Vincent.
- Yes, Captain?

Tell Kate we want her back here fast,
with or without Alex.

Tell her why.

Reactors on.

He's going to do it.

He's going to do it!

He's really going to do it.

He'll kill us all
if you don't get us out of here now.

He wants us out there
to monitor his flight. We have time.

You're gambling with our lives,
but not with mine.

Shut up!

"R" squared.

Could I have a word with you?

"B" squared, over...

"A" squared, sine squared.

Do you remember what we were
talking about the other day?

- We've got to get out.
- I'm staying.

Reinhardt is a murderer.

What?

Those creatures aren't robots...

they're humanoids.

They're what's left
of the original crew.

What's wrong, Miss Kate?

You look ill.

Kate's upset because
I've elected to stay with the Cygnus.

I hope she's electing
also to stay with us.

- What changed your mind?
- I'm not.

The right moment
to go into the black hole is now.

What are you doing?

He would be dead by now.

They all would be dead.

It was the only way to keep them alive.

One of my greatest achievements.

But you told us
the crew had left the ship.

Some cause must have created all this.

But what caused that cause?

Come on, Kate.
Let's get you out of here.

You shouldn't have done that!

He was a good man.

Protect me from Maximilian.

If there's any justice at all,
the black hole will be your grave.

Take the young lady to the hospital.

You're cleared for takeoff,
Captain.

Dr. Durant and Dr. McCrae
chose to remain aboard.

I told you. Alex bought
Reinhardt's theory hook, line and...

Dr. Durant is dead.
Maximilian killed him.

They're taking Dr. Kate to the hospital.

Get old Bob to show us
the quickest way there.

Maximillian, bring us about.

We may have enough time.
Don't wait too long.

Get off before the gravity pull
is too strong.

- Look, what if...
- No matter what.

I wish you a safe voyage home.

Just make sure
you get aboard in one piece.

The time has come
to liquidate our guests.

Go, go.

- Keep comin', old-timer.
- You don't have to wait for me.

Fire thrusters.

That madman is headed
straight for the black hole.

- What'll we do?
- We wait.

Hurry!

Charlie, Kate's okay.
We're on our way.

It's about time.
How close can we cut it?

Tell the sentries to fire on humanoids
between medical and Palomino.

- They're on to us.
- At least it got us this far.

Start down.

Let's make this an end run.
We'll catch them in a cross fire.

Way to go, old Bob!

Are you all right?

The first fightin'
I've done in 30 years.

I only wish it'd been
Reinhardt and Maximilian.

Your crack unit,
outwitted and outfought

by some Earth robot
and that antique from storage.

We cannot
endanger the Cygnus

by exploding them too soon.

Give them distance,
then blow them out of the sky.

- Do you read me?
- Loud and clear, Dan.

Man the controls, post Harry
at the hatch and give us 60 seconds.

- Where are you?
- Corridor near reception.

We're pinned down. We're gonna
raise hell in a second. Start countin'.

Dan, are you all right?

Reversing last order.
Take her up now.

Repeat, lift off.

You heard the captain.

You're pretty big on talking heroics.
Let's see some.

- Damn!
- Harry? You hit?

- My leg.
- How bad?

I think it's broken.

- Can you make it back to the ship?
- I think so.

We're counting on you
to make sure they don't get aboard.

- Right.
- Good.

Yah-hah!

Way to go, Charlie!

What's that idiot trying to do?

Harry!

Blow it apart before it hits us. Fire!

I should've known he was all talk,
no guts, and locked him up.

He may have done us a favor.
We're alive.

- Where there's life...
- He was trying to save his own skin.

"You can't unscramble eggs".

A penny's worth of philosophy
isn't gonna buy us out of this.

- A good offense is the best defense.
- And what?

Go after Reinhardt
and turn the ship around?

- It's too late for that.
- There is an alternative.

The probe ship. You're a genius.

- A meteorite struck the ship, Captain.
- Let's go!

A whole storm of them.

The black hole is dragging them in too.

We'll have to try the main corridor.

Get down.

Hang on, Kate.

Get down, Charlie.

- I got you, Bob.
- Let go, captain.

Save yourself.

- We've gotta keep moving.
- He's frozen.

Come on, hurry.

All right, Charlie, move it, keep going.

Increase power to maximum.

We are going through.

It's over. The storm's over.

Maximilian!

Prepare the probe ship.

Maximilian!

Help me.

Fools!

Listen to me.

Help.

Listen, somebody.

Help.

All light.

We have to go.

No, I can't make it.

My hover stabilization's gone.
My main circuit's blown.

- And both backups are failin'.
- You can make it.

It's no use, Vincent.
My useful days are finished.

But part of me goes with you,
and will never be obsolete.

Carry on the tradition.

We're the best.

Charlie!

- Help!
- No!

Help!

We better get the hell off.
The whole ship's breaking up.

Everybody, sit tight.

Hang on. Lift off.

Gravity force field is on.

Control's not responding.

The ship has been programmed.

To Reinhardt's course.

You mean we're going
into the black hole?

Let's pray he was a genius.

In... through...

and beyond.

In... through... and beyond.

Help me...

Life...

Reinhardt murdered my father.

Where is he?
Reinhardt murdered...

The black hole is pulling us in.

It could also be deadly.

be deadly...

We're the best.

We're the best.

- Christmas morning...
- Our mission is finished.

It's pulling us in.

We are the best.

Help me!