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So... you're finally
exactly where I want you.

In fact, you look rather
comfortable there.

If you're not here to admit

that your charge
of high treason against me

is completely baseless,

I'd rather you leave me be.

The weight of those charges
could never match

the scope of your true crime.

I did what was necessary.

You, of all people,
should understand that.

Is that what you tell yourself
so you can sleep at night?

You and I both know what you did

and the reason
you killed your wife.

You've never been able
to prove it.

Perhaps, I no longer
need to try.

You really must see
the vintage chess set

Laura gave me for my birthday.

I had no idea she knew about
my passion for the game.

Oh, one of my greatest skills
is listening, my husband.

Yes and, apparently,
my greatest skill

is underestimating my wife.

Martin, it's so good
to finally meet you.

I heard many stories
about your bravery,

fighting alongside Donovan
in the Zatarian War.

Including the one about
our boot camp shore leave

- on Las Venus?
- Ooh!

- No!
- I saved your husband

from an angry Sumi prince
at a poker table.

Yeah, Laura and her sister

never need to hear
that story, Martin, ever.

Oh, fear not, old friend,

that one requires
a few more glasses of wine.

Donovan is thrilled to have you
teaching at the Academy.

Are you enjoying
your first semester?

For some reason,
the student body

seems rather less than enthused

with my
Interstellar Protocol
curriculum.

Interstellar Protocol
curriculum?

Studying the customs
and traditions

of the known sentient races
of the galaxy.

Martin has worked with us
at CIS as an attaché.

He helped facilitate
the non-aggression pact
with the Cronin.

Yes, the, uh, secret to
unifying the universe

is... to better
understand each other.

That's very interesting.
Tell us more.

Well, I would love to,
Laura, but, uh... poor
Meredith and Donovan

have heard me exposit
my passions for this
far too many times.

Why don't you go ahead?

If you don't mind,

I would love to see
Donovan's new chess set.

Oh, yes, come.
It's in the study.

The craftsmanship really
is quite marvelous.

The wood carvings have been
rendered in exceptional detail...

I don't care about
the bloody game, Donovan.

The news is worse
than we feared.

Based on our latest
data intercepts,

we now have conclusive proof
of who the mole inside CIS is.

It can't be.

It's not possible.

I'm afraid the facts are
quite incontrovertible.

Laura has been feeding intel

to the Zatarians for months.

We've gone to the judge
for a warrant.

She will be arrested tomorrow.

You will need
to step down immediately,

as head of CIS, of course.

I will do no such thing!

In case you hadn't
noticed, there's a war on.

CIS can't afford to lose me.

The biggest intelligence leak...

of the war happened
right under your nose.

In your own bed, in fact.

You have no other choice.

The President will
expect your resignation

on her desk in the morning.

It gives me no pleasure
to deliver you
this news, Donovan.

I know how much
your wife means to you.

To both of us.

If I do step down...

does the president have someone
in mind to replace me?

Why, uh, yes,
as a matter of fact.

Someone exceptionally qualified.

Who?

Me.

I hope I didn't bore you.

No, never.

It was such a delight
to meet you at last.

Are you all right, Laura?

Yes...

I'm probably just
allergic to my own cooking.

I'm sure you just need
a little lie-down, Laura.

Are you sure you're alright?

Yeah, definitely.

Be seeing you, Martin, Meredith.

See you, old boy.

Let's get you to bed, Laura.

I'm sorry. Hold on.

Ohh!

I've been asking myself how,

but I really just
need to know why.

What are you talking about,
Donovan? You're scaring me.

You're working
with the Zatarians.

Please don't bother to deny it.

What are you talking about?

We have the proof, Laura.

I didn't do what you are saying.

Please, Donovan...
I can't, my love.

I'm sorry.

What did you do?

What did you do?

What did you do?

What did you do?

What are
your intentions, Admiral?

Regarding...?

Regarding our discovery
that Tian 5

is supplying weapons
to the Sumi pirates,

as well as soldiers
to the colonists
on the Outer Rim?

For the moment, nothing.

Nothing?
I... I do not understand.

The Sumi are amassing
along the border of
our Outer Rim colonies.

They're the threat
Earth needs to worry
about right now.

I respectfully disagree.

I believe that we are

intentionally being
led down the wrong path

for some unknown purpose.

It is my job to
work off of facts,

not suppositions.

So, you will report
to your new captain
Dauntless,

and prepare to ship out
immediately.

And...

you will keep your unfounded
suspicions to yourself.

Oh, I just have one more query.

Where is Jax?

I've not seen her
since my return to Earth.

That's because
she's been arrested.

- Arrested?
- Yes.

For conspiring
with the traitor,
Donovan Osborn.

And what of Captain Duvall?

Where is he?

Where the hell are we?

We're in
the Great Migration colony
Homestead.

An Earth colony
was established
here 150 years ago

when their Ark ship
crash-landed
into the planet.

It was nearly wiped out
by Protector aliens.

About a year ago,
Jax, Ralen, and I

found ourselves here and
nearly met the same fate.

Great story.
Very entertaining.

But all I care about
is where we can find
the anti-matter weapon.

Over there.

That downed Protector ship
should have some onboard.

You were telling the truth?

Mmm. Well, if we're
going to continue
working with each other,

I think we should start
to trust each other,
hard though, that may be.

- Hmm.
- As soon as
we've got the weapon,

I expect you to uphold
your half of the bargain.

Of course.

I'll activate a portal
to take you to your
clone brother, but, um,

how do you intend to find him?

I already know where Zion is.

When he was taken by Bey Tuhran,

I placed a tracker on him.

He's still on Tuhran's ship.

If your brother's
so important to you,

what are you waiting for?

I need him to get
to his final destination.

EarthCom hasn't been able
to locate the secessionists'
secret base.

And this is our best
chance of finding it.

Protector alien.

Where there's one,
there'll always be others.

We need to hide.

What are you trying to tell me?

Please...

You have everything you need.

You have everything you need.

Hello there, dreamer!

The time is growing late.

What do I do now?

What do you mean,
I have everything I need?

What I need is more time.

It's too soon.

"Tick-tock," says the clock.

You're running out of time.

Guard.

Take me to Admiral Lucas.

I'm ready to talk.

There's the thumpers
set up around the perimeter.

That should give us
a warning if there are
any Protector aliens nearby.

What's that?

An old Hypatian tea elixir
to calm the nerves.

- Entirely herbal.
- Mm-hmm.

I thought we were trusting
each other now, Xander.

- Thank you.
- Mm-hmm.

That's good.

I'm sorry. It's just been
hard for me to work out

who I should trust lately.

You're wise not to trust.

People will always
disappoint you.

Well, you certainly are
your father's daughter,
I'll give you that.

Thank you.

Mmm. Not a compliment.

Your naive optimism
is infuriating.

You must get it
from your girlfriend.

Let's hope that
her optimism isn't naive.

It won't matter.
Once we have the weapon,

we'll be able
to destroy the Ancients,

and what Jax does
will be irrelevant.

I said I'd help you
find the weapon.

I didn't
say I'd help you use it.

For me, it's still
a back-up plan,

- in case all else fails.
- Hmm.

- You mean if Jax fails.
- She won't.

Why are you helping me if
you're so sure she'll succeed?

Well, to find my brother.

Ah, of course.

It wouldn't have anything to do
with the fact

that you have
your doubts about her too?

We're gonna go
to the ship in the morning.

When it's safer.
For right now, I think
we both should get some rest.

I assure you,
that, uh, won't be a problem...

for you.

What... What have
you done to me?

Ah...

Nighty, night, dear.

Admiral, you're not
listening to me.

I am listening.

I just don't believe you.

Put yourself in my shoes.

You say you suddenly
gave birth to a baby

that was kidnapped
by your roommate,

and now you're now having
visions of the imminent
destruction of the universe,

and only you can stop it.

I know it sounds crazy,
but you need to believe me.

Do I? You've been
conspiring with your uncle

behind my back to undermine me

and the entire
Confederacy for months.

That is not true.
He was the only person
that I could talk to

that could possibly
understand the enormity
of the situation!

So, you admit that you
were working with Osborn.

To what end?

That's fine.

You'll have plenty of time
to reflect on what you've done

back in your cell.

Guards!

"Tick-tock," says the clock.

Yeah, you're not
being very helpful.

Why don't you tell me
something I don't know?

Stay on the path, Jax.

The path, huh?

The obstacle is the path.

We have to remove that
what stands in the way

in order to move forward.

Now what?

Of course.

- Jett!
- Hey, Jax. Long time.

How did you know
I needed your help?

Oh, I've learned a lot
about you these last few weeks

from Xander and Ralen.
A lot.

Xander and Ralen.
Where are they?
Are they okay?

I don't know about Xander,
but, uh...

Ralen is busy preparing
for our imminent arrival.

Look, we gotta get out of here
before they circle back.

No, we need to wait right here.

Why?

Lieutenant Ralen, you're late.

A pleasure to meet
you too, Captain.

I prefer my crew members
not to be comedians.

It will be my last attempt
at humor, I assure you.

Good. Because
I understand my predecessor

ran a very casual ship
and was lax on discipline.

That's not how
I intend to operate.

I understand.

Good. Welcome aboard,
Lieutenant.

Oh, I'm so sorry.
This is your station.

I am a little bit disoriented.

Space elevator travel,
it does not mix well
with my Zatarian blood.

Lieutenant Ralen.

- Is there a problem?
- Absolutely not.

Assuming my post, Captain.

Prepare to disengage
docking clamps from the Pearl

and leave Earth orbit.

Disengaging docking clamps,
Captain.

Zazie!

- Zazie! No!
- Jax! Jax!

Jax. I know you are
so upset with me right now,

- but you really
need to hear me out.
- Where the hell is Bloom?

Bloom is safe. Ralen and
Xander can attest to that,

- but right now we have
bigger problems.
- I trusted you.

- I trusted you,
and you stole my baby!
- Jax, come on! Jax!

There's a lot
you don't understand.

But Zazie is helping us,

and, right now, we're a little
limited on friends, okay?

Please, I want to help, Jax.

And I know what I did
was so... wrong,

but I'm giving you my word
that you can trust me now.

Your word means nothing to me.

Bloom left you a message.

She loves you,

and she believes
that your love will
save us all.

Please, save a bit of
that compassion for me.

Here.

Jax, when this is all over,

I swear I will help
you find Bloom.

I don't want your help.

Seems fair.

We all good?
Can we go now?

Because, uh... we're
kind of on a tight schedule

and we're seriously
running out of time.

- What is going on?
- We were told to bring
the prisoners here

for interrogation, Admiral.

Here? In my home?

I did not request
an interrogation.

- Who ordered this?
- You did, Admiral.

There is no way
that I ordered this.

You need to let us go, Meredith.

You're still subject to
the laws of the Confederacy.

You can't detain us without
filing formal charges

and giving us the right
to respond in open court.

Take them back to their cell
and let them rot.

What?!

Jax!

How?

Well, it was surprisingly easy

to fake a transfer request
for two prisoners.

You'll have to really take
a look at the cracks
in the security protocols.

There is nowhere
on Earth you can run

that CIS won't hunt you down.

Who said anything about Earth?

We've cleared the Pearl,
Captain. Thrusters engaged.

Prepare to spool up
the Alcubierre drive

and make the jump
to light-speed.

The engines are offline.

The ship is recognizing an error
in the navigational algorithm.

Override the system.

The Alcubierre drive
has deactivated as
a safety precaution.

There is an error in the code

that is preventing
the warp bubble
from stabilizing.

Are we under attack?

Sabotage?

It appears to be a minor
technical malfunction.

I believe I can fix it,
given a little time.

Then do so.

Tierney.

So predictable.

Professor... it's not too late

for you to get free
of this, you know.

You don't have
to go down with
the rest of them.

My loyalties have been,

and always will be,
with Cadet Zhou.

Are they really?

Why do you think I followed you

to the gravesite
of my late sister?

To capture Donovan Osborn
and his niece.

Yes, but that was just a bonus.

I followed you.

I have been watching
your every step
for quite some time.

You are not who you
think you are, Martin.

There.

Much better.

We need to find a place to hide,

so we can come up with
a plan to steal a ship.

Dude, we already have a ship.

Excuse me, who are you, exactly?

Cadet Annamali.

A promising, young sophomore
at the Academy.

Yeah, and this promising,
young sophomore has a ship.

So, if we can hurry this along,
we got a lot to do

and not a lot of time to do it.

Well, I am the ranking officer.

So, I'll be giving the orders,
if you don't mind.

Uh, afraid I do mind, Professor.

Last time I checked,
not only were you
booted from the CIS,

but also demoted as admiral.

Well, that is, I admit,
an uncomfortable formality.

Is it? Okay. Well, you also
recklessly went into battle

with the Protector aliens,
losing half of our fleet.

Not to mention,
you've kept secrets from me

about who I am and
where I'm from.

And the fact that
I share the same DNA
with every known species

in our galaxy.

Oh, and, of course,
the fact that I'm a Pandora

in whom the fate
of the universe rests.

So, correct me
if I'm wrong, Uncle,

but I feel as though
if anyone here should not
be giving orders, it's you.

Compelling.

What's your plan?

We need to go back to the planet

where you first
found me as a baby.

Asmodeus 6, or
"home of the Ancients".

The reprieve that
they granted me
is running out

and I need to make my testimony.

So, what exactly
are you gonna tell them?

Like, we're all good here,

big misunderstanding,
don't kill us, please?

I haven't figured that out yet.

But I will.
I have to.

Okay.

But, uh, we have to go,
like, now.

Yeah.

Um, cadet, if I may, Ah.

I believe it's best
if I stay here,

and keep Admiral Lucas company.

We can't risk her
being discovered

and warning EarthCom
of your plans.

Professor, I need you with me.

You can help me communicate
with the Ancients.
You are irreplaceable in this.

While I deeply value
your trust in me,

I feel it's best if
I refrain from joining.

I don't want your
mission jeopardized.

Okay, you win.

Um, you stay with Lucas,
and I'll see you when?

Soon.

Go save the universe.

Yeah.
No pressure.

Can anyone tell me why my ship
is still not operational?

Lieutenant Ralen...

What's our current status?

Unfortunately,
I still cannot determine

the source of the malicious code

which has disabled
our Alcubierre drive.

Most peculiar.

Reports of system failures
coming in from all decks.

An EarthCom repair shuttle
has been dispatched.

They are requesting
permission to dock.

Well, since no one else here
seems capable

of fixing this thing,

clear them to land immediately.

Aye, aye, Captain.

Why do I have I wear these
ridiculous looking spectacles?

I can barely see a thing.

Because you're
the great Donovan Osborn,

and someone may recognize you,
Your Eminence.

Guys, Ralen bought us some time,
but we need to work fast, okay?

Okay, Zazie, go with my uncle.
Jett, come with me.

Jax, Jax.

These people are innocent.
We need to find a way
to get the captain

and the crew off the ship.
Without hurting anyone, okay?

I have a plan.
Don't worry.

Alright.

Nice trick.

Thank you.
The holo-morphing program

really is a useful upgrade
to my multitron.

Mmm.
What are you doing here?

I could ask you
the same question.

Found the weapon yet?

No. It's not here.

No, it's not.
It's on the ship,

but it's not where
I told you it would be.

What the hell are you
talking about?

I've already found the weapon,
and I've hidden it
somewhere safe.

Somewhere that you'll
never find it.

Don't be so sure about that.

You're more than welcome to try,

but wouldn't you be better
working with me
rather than against me?

If I have to.

You knew I was gonna betray you.

Well, an Argylian frog-cat
doesn't change its spots,
now does it?

Now that we have the weapon,

I expect you to honor
your side of the bargain.

Help me find my brother.

Protector aliens.

Real ones this time.
We have to go.

You sure this is gonna work?

If the ship captain
follows protocol, then yes.

You really should pay more
attention in class.

Well, if some people
showed up for study group,
I might just do that.

- Okay, uh, this one?
- No, no! That will
fry my brains out.

- Not that one.
- Tempting, but you did say
the green one.

I meant the other green wire.

Oop!

Go, go, go, go.

- Ready?
- Yeah.

Okay, I'm on the datastream,

connected with mainframe.

Wow, this is cool.

I can see and feel
the entire ship.

Welcome aboard Cadet Annamali.

- Whoa, Jax,
did you hear that?
- No.

That ship is talking to me.

She sounds hot.

Okay, uh, do what
you do best and make friends

- and then do exactly
what I said.
- Yeah, sure. Got it.

I am not renowned
for my patience.

Have you identified the problem?

We're working on it, Captain.

This ship's a prototype,
so it's not surprising

that there's still a few
glitches in the system.

Well, de-glitch it.

We're needed at
the blockade line.

And maybe if
Fleet Admiral Osborn

hadn't let so many
of our battlecruisers
be destroyed last year,

we wouldn't need these new,
unreliable vessels.

Something on your mind,
Mr. Fix-It?

What, me? No.

Do I know you from somewhere?

Well, I don't believe so.

Aldridge Leopold Johansson III.

Pleased to meet ya.

- What now?
- Captain, we are
venting oxygen into space.

- You need to stop that!
- I cannot!

Not until it all completely
vents into space.

Damn it!
What did you do?

- It wasn't us,
Captain.
- She is correct.

The malfunction
is coming from elsewhere
on the ship.

And at the current rate of loss,

I calculate that we only have
a few more minutes
of breathable air remaining.

Set condition red
throughout the ship.

And have
the entire personnel report
to the escape pods immediately.

This is the captain.

Abandon ship.

All hands, abandon ship.
This is not a drill.

Lack of air really
clears a place out, huh?

Sweet, I can't believe
this worked.

All systems nominal.
- The ship is ours.

You doubted me, Jett?

Not for a moment... Captain.

Mmm.

Jax.

Ralen, I'm so happy to see you.

I missed you.

And I, you.

What course shall I set?

Asmodeus 6.

The planet of the Ancients.

Step on it.

Jax has command Dauntless.

So, you might as well
get comfortable.

You're going to
be here for a while.

Do you ever wonder
if you'll end up

on the wrong side
of history, Professor?

History, my dear,
is written by the winners.

Not to mention,
I believe in Jax.

You don't know her like I do.

Well then... do you
believe in yourself, Martin?

Why wouldn't I?

I know your war record
as a soldier for EarthCom.

How you were captured
by the Zatarians.

Tortured and
interrogated for weeks.

Those records are sealed.

I unsealed them.

The Zatarians have
a sordid history

of turning us
against one another.

All that time, you were
tortured by the Zatarians.

I'm sure you know
what they did to your body.

Do you ever wonder
what they did to your mind?

Do you remember
what happened to you?

Where is the Pandora?

Lieutenant Martin Shral.

Serial number X5-3567.

Where did Osborn take the baby?!

You may not like the truth.

What if you are not
who you think you are?

Not in control of
your own thoughts,

your own mind.

You were programmed
by the Zatarians

to be their spy inside EarthCom.

Impossible.

Is it?

That's what happened
to Laura, my sister.

She wasn't even aware

what the Zatarians
had done to her.

They turned her
into a sleeper agent,

a traitor to EarthCom.

And then, Donovan
Osborn took her life.

Donovan would never do that.

Don't be so certain.

There is another mole in CIS,

and I am quite certain it's you.

Donovan Osborn and
his treacherous niece

must be stopped at all costs.

And I'll make sure of that...

with your help.

I have to thank you, Jett.

We could not have
succeeded without
your assistance.

Eh. It's the least
I could do.

I'm just glad you're
all right, my friend.

Totally never saw that coming.

What's that?

Ralen and Jett.

Two outcasts
from completely
different worlds

becoming the best of friends.

That boy is a child.

I don't know what
Ralen sees in him.

Lighten up, Uncle.

You just don't see what I do.

Clearly not.

Those two hated each other
a couple months ago.

And for good reason.

And now, they're
the best of friends

who would sacrifice
anything for each other.

Well, good for them.

Maybe good for all of us.

What does that mean?

I don't know... yet.

I find it interesting
that you're more concerned

with finding your clone brother

than you are with helping
Jax and your friends.

Well, I'll admit
that it wasn't
an easy decision to make,

but if I can save Zion
and find
the secessionists' secret base,

then maybe I can help everyone.

Hmm.

I don't believe it.

Bey Turhan's ship has landed.

What's so surprising about that?

What's surprising
is where he landed.

Zion is on Zatar.

What the hell is
he doing on Zatar?

I don't know.

I'm gonna find out.

Great.
My favorite planet.

Mm-hmm.

There's just
one slight problem there,
soldier boy.

Look at us. We don't
exactly fit in on Zatar.

Hmm. I believe
I can rectify that.

I hope so because
the penalty for espionage
on Zatar is death,

and you might be okay
with you dying.
Me, not so much.

Nobody's gonna die.

You just need to trust me.

I really wish
you'd stop using
the "T" word.

But, okay.
We have a deal.

You give me the coordinates.

I'll activate a portal.

You wanted to see me,
Captain Zhou.

Jax is fine, Ralen.

Very well.

- Do you think I can do it?
- Do what?

Save the universe.

Yes, I believe you can.

I can't help but wonder
if it's even worth saving.

When I lost my wife,
I certainly did not
think so either.

And now?

I believe that
we can always
strive to be better,

even if perfection
is impossible to attain.

It's the journey
that makes us worthy.

Thank you, Ralen.

I know I can always
count on you to
tell me the truth.

You don't need to thank me.
I'm your friend.

I always will be.

Jax?

When you do finally
see the Ancients again,

how will you know what to say?

I don't know, but
I'll find the words.

I always do.

You look ridiculous.

You've never looked better.

What's the status, helm?

On course for the planet
of the Ancients.

Six hours.

The question remains,

what will you do
when you get there?

The Lost Race said
I have everything I need,

and all they gave me
was this shell.

I still have a lot of questions,

but even without the answers,
I'll have to face
the Ancients again.

Uh, Jax, we have a problem.

EarthCom has dispatched
a large fleet of battlecruisers

to intercept us...
and they're on their way.

This is Fleet
Admiral Meredith Lucas.

You will stand down and
prepare to be boarded.

Do you copy?

If you attempt to flee
or fire upon us,

I will kill Martin Shral.

I'm sorry, Jax.

Approaching
Dauntless,
Admiral Lucas.

Preparing to dock.

You have orders to shoot anyone
who resists arrest.

No personnel in engine room.

No one in VR simulator.
No one on deck five.

No staff in med bay.

All decks have now
been secured, Admiral.

Hello again, Meredith.

I'd say it's nice to see you,

but, uh, that would be a lie.

Where is Jax Zhou

and the rest of
your mutinous crew?

Why, I thought she was with you.

There's Zion.

That's Salazen.

What are they doing here?

What's Bey Tuhran doing
with Ralen's father?

I'm going to ask you
one last time.

Where is Jax Zhou?

She's wasting her time
chasing fairy tales.

Why do you even care?

Leave us.

If you don't tell me
where she is...

you know I have ways
of getting information
out of you.

Painful methods, which
I will delight in using.

You never liked it that
I married your sister,

did you, Meredith?

I liked you a lot less
after you killed her.

I had no choice.

"To save Earth."

So noble.

You did it to save face.

To keep your job.

The great Donovan Osborn,
too ashamed to resign

with his reputation
forever tarnished.

Laura had to die.

She was a traitor,

a spy embedded in CIS
by the Zatarians.

But, Donovan...
you have it all wrong.

Laura wasn't the spy.

That's right.

Your wife wasn't the spy.

I was.