Original subtitles

- [Dr Lee] In a matter of hours,

we'll know the location of Arcadia.

(Emma screaming)

- I've got a proposition for you.

- Croupier's looking for passage to Arcadia,

she's offered us a seat in the game.

(arcade music)

- I'll get clean.

- Get clean?

(dramatic music)

(deep inhale)

Have you hit your head?

(dramatic music)

(explosion booming)

- [Croupier] Looks like you lose.

- She bet me on a poker game.

- You can't just take her!

I won't let you.

- You haven't got it in you.

- Mother!

Mama!

- If you take Dr. Greaves, you're a traitor.

- My daughter is dead.

Just like her father.

- She will answer for her crimes.

(gun shots)

(rain falling)

- Ash Harper was a hero, like her father.

Ash dedicated her life

to the service of our Commonworld,

to enforcing its laws

and ensuring it remains a beacon of justice

in the universe.

(melancholic music)

She leaves behind her mother, Rebecca.

(melancholic music)

(child giggling)

- [Young Ash] Mummy, look.

(feet pounding on ground)

Play with me, Mummy, play with me.

(melancholic music)

(rain falling)

(melancholic music)

(melancholic music)

(melancholic music)

- [Automated Voice] Disposal chute, activated.

(melancholic music)

(door opening)

(footsteps)

- You all right?

- My whole life, I was on this path.

Everything was clear.

Now I have no idea

what the fuck I'm doing.

- Welcome to the club.

- So is there some sort of official badge,

or membership card or something?

- Well...

(gentle music)

(upbeat music)

- [Automated Voice] Autopilot engaged.

(upbeat music)

- Fun times.

What is that?

- It's a detox cleans.

(upbeat music)

- One hour to Arcadia, guys.

As long as Emma's coordinates are right.

So what is the plan, when we land?

- Tula.

What is the plan?

In terms of getting Genny back?

- Fuck her.

- She's your daughter, Tula.

Come on.

(chuckle)

- Don't worry about it, mate.

We don't need her to get Genny back.

- She'll try and stop us.

Ah, shit.

(ominous music)

(heavy breathing)

- [Automated Voice] Warning, impact.

Warning, impact.

(intense music)

(intense music)

- [Automated Voice] Warning, impact.

- [Drew] What's going on?

- [Verona] Hold it steady, we're almost through.

(dramatic music)

(ship beeping)

- [Tula] What's going on?

- Life support systems are okay.

- Pirate should've watched where the was fucking going

- Proximity sensor should've warned us anyway.

(alarm blaring)

- Shit.

(alarm blaring)

- Engine diagnostics are okay.

- Not for long,

half the fuel cells are fucked.

- Forget that.

- Forget the massive puddle of goo

that could blow us into another dimension any second,

yeah, excellent idea.

Glad you're not in charge.

- Look at this.

(alarms blaring)

- What the fuck is that?

- I was checking the proximity sensors for errors.

I clocked a glitch.

Had a look in the subroutines.

- It's broadcasting our location to the Commonworld.

- Bloody well stop it then.

- I've tried, watch.

(machine beeping)

There must be a tracker attached to the sensor mast itself.

- The Commonworld could be here any second.

(machines bleeping)

- Fuck.

- Stop the leak.

Get us the fuck out of here.

- No way, think about it.

They could've caught us any time they wanted.

- They want us to lead them to Arcadia.

(suspenseful music)

- The tracker was activated after we left Kelp

by input into this console.

One of us did this.

Someone here is working for the Commonworld.

(suspenseful music)

(high heels clicking on floor)

(door opening)

- Subdirector Franklin.

- Rebecca, thanks for coming.

- Did I have a choice?

- This must be a very difficult time for you

but your daughter died a hero.

- I'm surprised to see you here.

You were posted to China, no?

- In from Shanghai this morning.

- And you're already in Dr. Lee's lab,

the heir apparent.

- Yes, well, whoever's going to be selected tonight,

they're gonna need to know exactly

what happened on Empyreum.

- I've already given my full account.

- There are just a few details that don't quite stack up.

- I'll tell you what happened on Empyreum.

The ARC killed my daughter and took Emma Greaves

so we need to respond immediately.

- Not until the Electorate convenes.

- This is no time to play politics.

- You see that's the thing about us scientists, Rebecca.

We like to gather all of the data

before coming to conclusions,

so before we can decide how to proceed

with this Greaves situation,

a leader is going to be chosen

and they're gonna discover

exactly what happened to Dr. Lee.

(dramatic music)

- So who is it then?

Who's the rat?

- Maybe there's another stowaway.

- I did a scan, we're the only lifeforms on the ship.

(intense music)

- Drew the screw.

- No, there's no way he'd endanger Genny.

- You then.

(intense music)

- What, you...

you guys are basically the only friends I've got.

(suspenseful music)

- What about the witch?

She's fucked us over before.

- They tortured her for 17 years

and she never even told them where Arcadia was

and now she's just attaching trackers to the ship?

- You fucked us before too.

- No, it's not me, I found the thing.

(suspenseful music)

- Right.

- For fuck's sake Tula.

- The rest got five seconds to confess

or I'll kill all of ya.

Starting with you, snitch bitch.

- It's Tula, she did it.

She double crossed us.

- The fuck you talking about, screw?

- It's true, I swear.

Genevieve told me.

That's why we was gonna run away together.

She told me that Tula had made a deal with the Commonworld.

- Why didn't you say any of this before?

- Because I was scared.

- You will be fucking scared.

- Hang on, hang on.

This doesn't make any sense.

Okay, yes, Tula is heartless,

but all she's ever wanted to do is get to Arcadia,

why the hell would she lead the Commonworld there?

- Listen to Candy.

It's not me.

- Drew is no liar.

- She's right, I'm not

- She bet her own daughter.

(dramatic music)

- I'm gonna fix your lying lips.

(grunting)

(intense music)

- Cuffs.

Let's get her locked up.

(intense music)

(grunting and screaming)

(space ship engine roaring)

- Shit.

- Well, we've got schematics for the engines,

atmospherics and weapons,

but the pages for the sensor mast have been ripped out.

Tula must have used them to attach the tracker.

- Yeah well, whoever's responsible

probably incinerated those pages

to ensure we couldn't mess with their hardware.

Right before they fucked with our only spacesuit

- Does any of this

really sound like Tula, at all?

- Look, whoever it is, tracker needs stopping,

the new aurum needs cleaning,

so let's get moving.

And honestly, I still think...

(alarms blaring)

- What's going on with you?

I though we were good.

- [Verona] We were.

- What, you think I did this?

Verona, you watched me turn my back on everything.

- Yeah, I did.

But you're a good liar, Ash.

The only thing I know for sure

is that the ship's been hacked

and the only person I can trust, is me.

(alarms blaring)

(footsteps receding)

(machine whirring)

(dramatic music)

- It's nice here.

Do you know how much energy it takes to keep it that way?

How much power we need

to keep our climate even remotely stable?

The ARC have Emma Greaves

so now they can find new deposits of new aurum and we can't.

The thought of that scares me to death.

We need to act quickly.

- I'm sure whoever's elected...

- Whoever's elected will be a man of science

and sometimes I wonder whether we need a man,

or a woman, of action.

(suspenseful music)

- Arch-Marshall,

that's treason.

(suspenseful music)

- Alessia.

There's something people need to see.

There's something people need to know

(alarms blaring)

- Why isn't anyone listening to me?

- Well...

- I'm bloody clean!

For Christ's sake Echo.

Look, it is not Tula, alright, I know it.

He is a Commonworld screw,

what if it's actually him?

- What?

(suspenseful music)

What are you doing?

(suspenseful music)

(suspenseful music)

- Oh. Your fear, I can smell it.

Haven't been able to do that for years.

Why are you afraid, sweets?

Is it because you're a spy?

Is that why you came up with that bullshit

that Genny told you it was Tula?

- Come on, Candy.

Drew's a good boy.

He's never lied a day in his life.

- Oh, he is lying now.

And I'm gonna prove it.

(heavy breathing)

(door closing)

(material squeaking)

(machine beeping)

(suspenseful music)

(door opening)

(suspenseful music)

(machines bleeping)

(suspenseful music)

(door opening)

(suspenseful music)

(machines beeping)

(suspenseful music)

(machine beeping)

(suspenseful music)

- [Ash] Verona, are you all good?

- Yeah, let's just get this over with quickly, alright?

(footsteps pounding)

(intense music)

(machine bleeping)

- Verona?

Verona, are you there?

Listen, I need to...

Whatever you think, I'm not spying.

I would never do that to us.

To you.

- Ash, not now.

- [Ash] Look, you can trust me.

(suspenseful music)

Talk to me.

(machines beeping)

Verona?

(machines beeping)

You've turned off the comms, fuck.

(suspenseful music)

(gentle music)

(machines beeping)

She fucking did it.

(gentle music)

(machines whirring)

(gentle music)

(ominous music)

(suspenseful music)

(machines beeping)

(suspenseful music)

- Ash...

(suspenseful music)

- Verona!

Verona, come in!

What's happening?

Verona, respond!

(suspenseful music)

(machine beeping)

- [Automated Voice] Warning.

Filtration error.

Oxygen level 17%.

- Water, fuck.

Verona, listen to me, there's a leak in the air scrubber.

(machine beeping)

Verona, cut your glove.

I've calculated it,

you'll have enough time to make it back inside.

- [Automated Voice] Warning.

Oxygen level 12%

- [Ash] Verona, cut your glove now.

(dramatic music)

Cover the rip, just grip it with your other hand.

(dramatic music)

Okay, now get inside.

- [Automated Voice] Warning.

Oxygen level, 5%.

- [Ash] Verona, now.

(audible breathing)

(audibly struggling struggling to breathe)

(suspenseful music)

- I'm not gonna make it.

- [Automated Voice] Warning.

Oxygen level, 3%.

- Yes you are.

This isn't gonna kill you.

All you have to do now is just breath slowly.

- I can't.

(intense music)

- [Ash] You need to trust me.

You can do this.

You have to do this.

(machines bleeping)

I need you.

(gentle music)

That's it.

Just keep going.

(gentle music)

You're nearly there.

(gentle music)

You're going to make it.

(gentle music)

(heavy breathing)

(gentle music)

(machines beeping)

(heavy breathing)

Thank you.

(gentle music)

(machines beeping)

(machine rumbling)

- Do you think Candy can actually smell the spy?

- Yeah mate, and I'm 6 foot 4.

What is it?

- I lied.

I lied about Tula.

- Mate, that's fantastic.

- What?

- Make a pirate out of you yet, boy.

- No.

I've got to tell everyone.

- Yeah but mate, it probably is her anyway.

She'd do anything for money, just leave it.

- No, I can't do that, mate.

(machine whirring)

(machine whirring)

(suspenseful music)

(suspenseful music)

- [Ash] Echo, you nearly finished?

- Yeah, just about.

- You're still on pilot duty.

We're ready to go.

- Tracker gone?

- [Ash] Yep, I'll engage ShroudTech.

You make sure there's no Commonworld on our six

but fingers crossed.

- Let's not get too excited.

Ain't over till we're singing karaoke

with the fat lady in Arcadia.

(suspenseful music)

- Verona, you okay?

Verona?

(machines beeping)

(heavy footsteps)

(audible breathing)

(suspenseful music)

(suspenseful music)

(heavy footsteps)

(suspenseful music)

(panicked inhale)

(door opening)

(bashing on glass)

- Stop!

I'm gonna let you out!

As long as everyone thinks it's you,

we're still in danger.

(machine beeping)

You won't hit me, will ya?

- I've got bigger spies to fry, screw.

(door opening)

(roaring)

(grunting)

(choking sounds)

(audible breathing)

(moaning)

(suspenseful music)

(heavy footsteps)

(suspenseful music)

- [Ash] Verona?

(suspenseful music)

(door opening)

(machine engine rumbling)

- I'm sorry.

- What for?

- Being such a fucking bitch.

- I'm sure you can't help it.

(chuckle)

- I know you're not the spy, Ash.

(gentle music)

- Why do you do it?

Push people away?

- I don't know.

Maybe I...

I get scared.

(gentle music)

(crying)

(gentle music)

(gentle music)

(intense music)

(people talking in background)

(intense music)

- News just in.

- Turn on a newsfeed.

(intense music)

(crowds chanting)

(intense music)

You did this.

You leaked it.

- Subdirector Franklin, while we stand around

waiting for the results of our so-called election...

- You're causing panic

- I am opening people's eyes

and the people demand action.

- You want to be the Director?

You can't.

You're not a scientist, it's unconstitutional.

- Perhaps that's just one more thing

that we'll have to change.

(intense music)

(guns cocking)

(ship engine roaring)

(gentle music)

(crockery falling)

- Find the spy.

(heavy footsteps)

- What...

What are you?

- What the fuck?

Hey, what the fuck, that's my stuff.

- I've tried to stop her

but she's very determined.

- Find the spy.

- What's she taken?

- I haven't taken anything.

They did this to me, they did it.

- Get up.

- They did...

- Get up.

- Drugged me.

- Come on, let's splash some water on your face.

- I'm gonna

get back to...

(heavy footsteps)

(ship rumbling)

(suspenseful music)

Emma, what do you think ARC will do to Tula?

Just like lock her up or something a bit spicier?

(Tula growling)

- First, I'll kill you.

Then I'll kill your family.

And then, anyone your family's ever met.

- Just shut up!

So you're not the traitor,

but you're still a complete fucking bitch

and you're a bad mother!

(melancholy music)

- And what are you?

You couldn't even do that.

It's all you had to do.

Just that.

Genny would still be with us now.

Yeah, I've made my mistakes,

but I gave her life.

Made her strong.

A survivor.

(dramatic music)

What have you ever done?

(Door opening)

(heavy footsteps)

- Traitor.

- Emma, what are you doing?

- No traitors in Arcadia.

- Emma, I lied.

- You're just saying that

to save Genevieve's mother.

- Tula doesn't want me anywhere near Genevieve!

It's better for me if she's dead!

Look, Emma, it's not her, I swear.

(gun being cocked)

So if you want to shoot her...

- Move out the way.

I will kill you both.

- Emma.

I know people have fucked you up,

done proper, horrible things,

but if you shoot innocent people,

then aren't you like them?

Emma?

This isn't you.

So if you kill us,

I reckon they've won.

(dramatic music)

(nervous breathing)

(dramatic music)

(Emma crying)

(dramatic music)

- I left her in the loo to puke her guts out.

- So that's how you knew to remove the tracker?

- What?

(suspenseful music)

- It's you.

You need to start talking, now.

- No.

No I don't.

- Why did you do it?

Why?

(suspenseful music)

Just tell me.

I can't lose you too.

- Don't you get it, Ash?

You never had me.

(suspenseful music)

- Uh, guys?

There's something you need to see.

(suspenseful music)

(spaceship roaring)

These are Emma's coordinates!

We're getting pulled into a fucking star!

- Switch.

(spaceship rattling)

(alarms ringing)

- What's going on?

- [Automated Voice] Alert.

Critical temperature level.

Alert.

Critical temperature level.

(intense music)

(spaceship roaring)

- What's happening?

- That's not one star, it's two.

(machine beeping)

I fly out of the grav,

I don't wanna get pulled into the other.

- We need to activate the Alc drive, do a jump.

- No, we're way too close to those two stars.

We'll destroy everything around us.

If Arcadia's out there...

- Emma's clearly lost the plot.

- We're here.

This is Arcadia's gate.

Arcadia's hidden between binary stars.

It's why the Commonworld can never find it.

We need to head straight for it.

Then we'll find Arcadia open.

- Fly into a fucking star?

- Fly through the gravity valley, you'll feel it.

- I can't.

Handling's no good.

I keep getting pulled between them.

- Your father did this on a ship twice this size.

It can be done.

- I don't wanna die.

Ash, do the jump.

- Ash, we're here and you're ready.

(dramatic music)

- Make sure you're strapped in.

- [Automated Voice] Manual override.

- Why?

- [Automated Voice] Engaged. - Just strap in.

(ship rumbling)

(dramatic music)

- What the fuck are you doing, pig?

(dramatic music)

(machines beeping)

(dramatic music)

(ship rumbling)

(dramatic music)

(inspirational music)

(inspirational music)

- You lot, have a look at this.

I've got us here.

Told you I would.

(gentle music)

(space ship engine roaring)

(gentle music)

Hurry up snitch, take us in!

We've got to find Genny.

(gentle music)

- We need to secure Verona first.

(gentle music)

- It was her.

- She's the spy?

- Where the fuck is she?

Snake.

- [Automated Voice] Alert, escape pod jettisoned.

(machine beeping)

- We can't let her escape.

(gentle music)

- It's too late.

She's gone.

(melancholy music)

- We have been betrayed.

Betrayed not just by rebels, those that wish to destroy us

but also by our leadership

who ignored problems and let us grow weak.

But we, the people,

have taken back control of our Commonworld

and together we will steer it back on course

for the benefit of all.

We pledge to recover the means

to find new sources of new aurum

and we will destroy anyone who threatens our freedom.

(intense music)

- Good job, ma'am.

We need to get moving.

(door opening)

(machine beeping)

- Shit.

- [Transmitter] Incoming vessel.

Identify yourself.

- Oh god, what now?

- We're trying to land a Commonworld ship

on an ARC base mate, what do you think?

(machine beeping)

- My name is Ash Harper,

daughter of Yann Harper.

We're Commonworld refugees seeking ARC's protection.

We have Dr. Emma Greaves on board.

- [Yann] Welcome home Ash.

Sit tight, we'll come and get you.

(gentle music)

- We've got resistance in Shanghai, Accra, La Paz...

- Director Harper!

I've information on Emma Greaves.

(gentle music)

The Hemlock's exact coordinates up until 30 minutes ago.

(dramatic music)

- How do you know this?

(dramatic music)

- I recruited an agent on board.

A spy.

(dramatic music)

Echo Nantu-Rose.

(dramatic music)

- I told you there was a plan for us.

(dramatic music)

At last.

(dramatic music)

I'm home.

(dramatic music)

(intense music)

(intense music)