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(Ominous music)

(Growling)

(Woman groans)

(Growling)

(Ominous music)

(Intense music)

(Ship thrusts)

(Ominous ambient music)

- [Woman] Paul.

- Holloway.

Darian.

(Buzzer rings)

- Better be good, Briggs.

- We got a distress signal.

- [Darian] Have you established contact?

- Not yet, but I got a visual.

They're about 30,000 clicks southeast.

Looks like a small transport vessel.

Pretty out of the way.

- Keep trying, I'll be right up.

(Mysterious music)

- [Man] You ready?

- Let's do it.

- One, two, three.

(Laughing)

Get your gloves, kid.

- Aw, come on, man!

You know I can't move that thing by myself,

and if I break it,

ain't nobody gonna buy it.

- Can't wait to find out

what the damn thing's worth.

- Well, powered the whole ship for a month.

Coulda kept us up and running

the whole way home.

- Well, yeah, yeah, it's a good thing

we gave it a break last week.

No need to attract any unnecessary attention

when we're sneaking it through.

You know, you gotta hand to Rubini,

he was brilliant.

- I thought you were moving this out of storage.

- Machine room's full.

We were gonna dump it in the escape pod chamber.

- It's too risky.

Take it to the airlock.

- I ain't schlepping that thing all the way down there.

You even have any idea how much

that thing weighs?

Why don't you get Tarver to do it?

- Because last time I checked, Mason,

I'm the captain of this ship.

- No, our captain's dead!

- And I'm ordering you and Riley

to move Thanatos to the airlock.

Do I make myself clear?

- Aye, aye, captain!

We'll get right on it.

(Mysterious music)

- Can I speak to you for a minute?

- Sure, Tarver.

- I'm concerned about the surges we've had lately.

Thanatos isn't just bleeding power,

it appears to be infiltrating the system.

- Like a virus?

- I haven't been able to classify it yet.

- I'll read your report.

Until then, I have a ship to run.

- Captain.

Briggs told me you were in the airlock.

If I can be of any assistance...

- I'll handle it.

(Mysterious music)

- Okay.

- I see you've established contact.

- Ugh.

(Chuckling)

How are we doing?

- (Sighs) At current velocity,

we'll be rolling in tomorrow right around dinner.

- Oh, put me down for a cheeseburger.

I almost forgot what one tastes like

after a year of eating freeze dried shit.

- What have we heard from that mayday ship?

- Nothing in the last few minutes.

I tried radioing them a few times,

I didn't hear anything.

- [Woman] Can anyone hear me?

Is anyone out there?

Anyone?

- [Briggs] We read you.

Identify yourself, over?

- [Woman] This is the U.S.S. Diana.

Help, please help!

- You must identify yourself.

- This is captain Darian Holloway

of the U.S.S. Pandora.

We want to help you, what is your situation, over?

- [Woman] Oh god, somebody help us!

Help!

(Woman screams)

- Briggs, program a course to dock with the Diana.

Continue scanning the frequencies

for further transmissions.

Landon, prep the med bay for further survivors.

- Excuse me, captain,

but where in my contract does it say anything

about derelict ships, or distress signals?

- Remember the Akron?

They answered a mayday signal just like this,

they're still missing.

- At the first sign of trouble, we'll bail.

(Tense music)

- Holloway.

Commencing new trajectory.

(Ship thrusts)

- Can I be of any help?

- I got it.

- Smile for the birdie.

- You're gorgeous.

Tarver, get your ass back here.

- Prepare for docking.

(Tense music)

- What the hell just happened?

- I don't know.

For a few seconds, she just wouldn't respond.

It was like she was fighting me.

- You guys okay?

- [Riley] Shaken and stirred.

Nice landing, Briggs.

Stow it, Riley.

Let's get in there and see what we're dealing with.

- [Riley] Whatever you say, cap.

(Mysterious music)

- It's dead in here.

Electrical unit's trashed.

Looks like somebody ripped it out.

- What happened?

- Oh, just a little bump, he'll be fine.

(Chuckling)

- Riley.

Can we get some power going on in there?

- [Riley] I can try, but there's no guarantee.

- [Darian] Get on it.

Mason, check the flight deck.

- Excuse me, cap?

Did you just say you wanted us to split up?

- [Darian] You heard me, Mason.

- [Riley] Just keeping thinking about

how you're gonna spend all that money.

- Yeah.

Gotta make it home first, partner.

(Eerie music)

- [Darian] What is it, Riley?

Did you see something?

- No, but I heard it.

- Heard what?

- Probably the coolant line.

(Ominous music)

- [Mason] You guys getting this?

- [Darian] We're with you.

- Bullshit.

If you were with me, you'd be wetting your undies.

(Mysterious music)

I don't know what you guys heard on the radio,

but there is nobody on this ship.

(Loud bang)

There's something here!

It's in the wall!

- Mason.

I want you and Riley to report back here immediately.

You got that?

- Got it.

Loud and clear.

- [Darian] Riley, hello?

You getting this?

- [Riley] What's that?

Say again?

- Get back to the Pandora now.

(Loud bang)

Riley, we lost you, come back.

- Ah!

Jesus Christ!

- [Darian] What's going on?

- It's nothing, I'm fine.

- [Darian] Abort, repeat, abort!

- Huh?

What?

What the hell was that?

(Loud bang)

You hear that?

Piece of shit!

- [Darian] Riley!

- What?

- [Darian] Can you hear me?

- Huh?

Come on.

(Jarring music)

Don't be afraid.

I'm not gonna hurt you.

- There you are.

You gonna introduce us or what?

(Woman whistles)

(Heavy breathing)

- Maybe this little side trip

wasn't such a bad idea after all.

- We'll take you back to our ship.

It's safe there.

Don't be afraid.

Just follow us.

- Come on.

(Mason laughs)

Man.

Are we hallucinating or what?

I mean...

They can't be real.

- They're not real...

They're perfect.

(Ship thrusts)

- You want to give me a positive ID on this shit?

- Potatoes, mashed.

- All the same to you, right?

- This must be very hard for you.

I understand if you don't want to talk

about what happened.

- The Diana was taking us to the outer colonies

to work in the new med vacs.

We just passed through the heliosheath

when we felt the disruption.

At first we thought it was a magnetic field,

or a solar wind,

they must've got to the airlock, I don't know.

We heard shouts and then we heard screams.

We figured it was safe to survive if we hide,

and hope they wouldn't find us.

We spent 20 hours up there

holding our breath and waiting.

Whatever the pirates wanted, they got.

And then they were gone.

(Somber music)

- After dinner, Landon will give you each

a thorough checkup.

We've even prepared some temporary sleeping quarters

for you in the lower level.

I hope you find them comfortable.

You're very lucky, all of you.

- Not all of us made it.

(Sobbing)

- Ugh.

I'll take her down to the med bay,

give her something to calm her down.

Come on, it'll be okay

(sobbing)

(Ship thrusts)

(Mysterious music)

- [Mason] I take green eyes.

Sadie.

- My turn.

- How about it?

One girl, one night.

- Tough call.

I'd go with Sadie.

- You know what that means.

Whoever wins, gets first crack.

- One, two, three.

- I got dibs.

- Every damn time, man.

- [Darian] Did they check out?

- They're a little roughed up,

but other than that, they're in good physical condition.

- No, I mean are they legit?

- [Landon] They practically. Conducted

their own examinations.

- Thanks, Landon.

(Mysterious music)

(Eerie music)

- Let's see.

Damn it, Riley.

You better not have raided my stash.

Oh, whoa.

Oh...

- Is that what I think it is?

- Got it from a trader out near the colonies.

Go on.

- Thanks.

- Hey, hey.

What was your name again?

- Does it matter?

- Mason, Riley, you guys got your ears on?

We got surges all over sub level.

Big one in storage.

- [Riley] I'll get right on it.

Give me five minutes.

- Think you can teach me how to fly. This bird?

- You got any experience?

- My dad used to fly suborbiters.

Took me out on weekend runs.

- Suborbiters? (Laughs)

That's baby stuff.

Let me show you how the big boys fly.

(Mysterious music)

- Can I help you?

- Problem sleeping.

- I'm sure officer Landon can be of assistance?

- Actually, Landon's not really my type.

- Come on, I'll take you to med bay.

- Fuck me.

(Mysterious music)

Oh!

- Reminds me of the nightlight I used to have

when I was a little girl.

- Well, that ain't no lamp.

It's some kind of power source.

- And you're bringing it back to earth?

- Not officially.

- Naughty boy.

You stole it, didn't you?

- We didn't steal it, we sort of acquired it

during our last pick up.

(Chuckling)

Somebody's gonna pay big bucks for this baby

be careful.

Could be hot.

(Ominous music)

- Landon.

Landon?

(Landon groans)

(Ominous music)

(Alarm sounds)

- Not now.

Not now!

(Glass breaks)

- It's coming from the med...

(Gurgling)

(Loud knocking)

- Briggs.

What's going on in there?

(Knocking)

- Didn't your parents ever teach you

not to pick up hitchers?

Ah, ah, ah.

Welcome to my ship, Holloway.

(Groaning)

- Is this how you treat all your boyfriends?

(Woman yells)

- He was the fucking pilot!

We could've used him!

- I just got so excited, I couldn't help myself!

- Got some fresh meat for ya.

- Where's Nola?

(Groaning)

(Eerie music)

- Come on!

(Growling)

- Sadie, open up!

- Riley will be joining you soon enough

if he's still alive!

- Why don't you go downstairs

and find out what the hell's going on?

Take Alida if you want.

(Laughing)

- I can handle it.

- Control yourself.

- Yes, sir!

- And while you're at it,

take out the trash.

- You're more trouble dead than alive.

(Laughs) Hey Nola, you still screwing

that engine Chuck or what?

(Ominous music)

Nola?

Ugh.

Don't move!

- Okay, okay!

Whatever you want, but we gotta get upstairs now!

- Where is Nola?

- Nola's not Nola anymore.

- I heard you fighting over me,

you and your little buddy.

- Oh, fuck!

- Yeah?

Maybe later.

(Chuckles)

Where is she?

- Look, trust me.

You don't want to know.

- About god damn time.

Hell of a job you did with this one.

- She's a fucking monster,

she's gonna kill us both!

- Shut up!

Nola.

Get your sorry ass over here.

(Growling)

(Suspenseful music)

Nola?

- Shoot it.

Shoot the god damn thing.

(Growling)

(Gun fires)

(Gun fires)

(Growling)

(Gun fires)

- What did this to her?

(Ship thrusts)

- So you were just carting this thing around

without even knowing what it was

or where it came from?

You better answer real fast,

or I'm gonna flush your precious crew

off the god damn airlock, one by one.

- Like the crew of the Diana.

(Chuckles)

- Sadie.

- No, no!

(Groaning)

Wait, wait!

Let him go.

- Waiting.

- Best we've been able to tell

is it's some kind of alien energy source.

None of us have ever seen anything that powerful.

We were trying to keep it stabilized

until we reached earth.

- Tell that to Nola.

Because your little mistake turned her

into a fucking mutant!

- I'd say that makes us even.

(Sadie yells)

- Whatever that thing is,

I want it off the ship at the next station.

- Sounds like you got your work

cut out for you.

- Not from where I'm standing.

Open it.

- [Alida] Who's first?

(Sobbing)

- Oh, crybaby.

- No!

(Laughing)

- And the doc.

- Want me to take care of it?

- No, I'll do it.

Get it done right.

- Kyra, don't do this.

You're making a big mistake.

- I'm not the one that brought that thing on board.

Move!

Let's go.

Come on.

- I thought she was dead.

- She was, that's what Sadie said.

- I did not sign up for no Easter egg hunt!

- You move.

Move!

Let's go!

(Mysterious music)

Come on!

Move it.

- I'm not going in there.

Riley said that thing was a fucking monster.

- Punch it in, or you can both spend

the rest of the trip down here with Nola.

Do it!

(Ominous music)

- Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Look.

Why don't we just get our asses topside,

call it a draw?

- Get in there.

Go in.

Who's the stiff?

- It's Rubini.

Our captain.

- What happened?

- It killed him.

- It was an accident!

- You're hiding something.

- It was Rubini's idea,

he said that it was gonna make us all--

- and you went along with it,

just like the rest of us!

- Shut up!

(Blood dripping)

Do you hear that?

(Loud growling)

(Gun firing)

- I wonder who ate it.

My money's on the crybaby!

- Jesus Christ, I told you we shouldn't come down here!

- Pick her up!

- What?

Are you crazy?

- We have to shoot her out to space!

Get her arms!

Doc, get the legs!

Doc, I'm talking to you, doc!

(Growling)

(Yelling)

(Gun firing)

(Groaning)

- Come on, cap!

Let's see what you got!

- Nice one, Tarver.

Where'd you learn that?

- I improvised.

(Suspenseful music)

- Sadie, you're supposed to be on guard duty.

- You okay with the controls?

- Don't worry, captain, I can handle her.

- What about the other Dianas?

- Stick them in a cage.

Kyra's mine.

(Growling)

Not this time.

Your gun on the floor.

Now!

(Ominous music)

Now give me one reason why

I shouldn't blow your head off.

- I'll give you two.

(Growling)

(Intense music)

(Groaning)

- There's only. One captain on this ship,

and today it ain’t you.

(Ominous music)

(Growling)

- Shoot it!

(Growling)

(Gun fires)

- Mason?

(Growling)

Landon?

- What are you doing?

Shoot 'em!

- They're my crew!

- Not anymore!

Shoot 'em!

(Growling)

- Go!

Go, go!

(Intense music)

- Carver, come on!

He's right behind you, hurry!

(Intense music)

Give me your hand!

I got you.

(Growling)

- We can't let him live.

- What?

- He's infected!

In five seconds, he's gonna turn into one of them.

- Kyra, wait.

- It won't affect me.

- You don't know that.

- No, you don't understand.

- Get out of my way.

- Look!

- You're a fucking synthoid?

- Nobody's perfect.

(Ship thrusts)

- I say we stay up here.

We keep them locked down there,

and if one of those dead fucks

shows their ugly faces, we blow it off!

- It's not that simple.

This ship has a network of ventilation shafts,

and air ducts they could crawl through.

In this sub level alone,

there are at least three.

Here, here, and here.

- Can we seal them off?

- We have to.

(Ominous music)

- Even if we prevent the contagion

from reaching the upper floor,

it's not gonna solve our problem.

We need to dispose of the source.

- Hold on.

What's with this we shit?

You want to go down there

and get your ass killed?

Be my guest, but you ain't taking me with you.

- Hold on.

Right now it's in the storage hall.

It's not too far from there to the airlock.

If we can transport it to the airlock,

and seal off the room,

then we can launch it into space.

- Assuming you even make it to storage.

We barely got back up here in one piece.

- Yeah.

And since when is that our problem?

You brought the god damn thing on board.

- And if we don't get it off this ship,

then we're all as good as dead.

- When we brought the crate on board,

there was one letter printed on it,

in a language none of us had ever seen before.

We've roughly translated it to Thanatos.

- I know the planet.

- Thanatos hasn't had life for two years.

- We figure that's where this thing was headed,

to provide energy for the planet.

But I don't think it was ever headed to Thanatos.

That's where it came from.

Our lives are not the only ones at stake here.

(Melancholic music)

(Groaning)

(Mysterious music)

- Done any welding before?

- Usually I'm cutting things open,

not sealing them up.

(Mysterious music)

(Intense music)

(Groaning)

(Growling)

- Oxygen levels are dropping.

At this rate, we're not gonna have enough

for the trip to earth.

- Re-route us, set a course for the nearest station.

- I tried that, okay?

The ship won't let me.

- What do you mean it won't let you?

- The controls are locked!

It's like something's taking over.

(Mysterious music)

(Growling)

- Where'd you get that from anyway?

- Break in case of emergency.

- I'd say this qualifies.

Got any other goodies?

- Never know.

- Any progress?

- We're getting there.

- What have you got for weapons?

- You're looking at it.

Don't go green on me.

Okay?

(Ominous music)

(Growling)

- Hold up!

(Growling)

(Intense music)

(Groaning)

It's clear.

(Growling)

(Gun fires)

- How many times do I have to put you down?

- Let's go.

(Ominous music)

- About done with this one?

Nice.

There's one more left,

but it's gonna be a bitch.

- Can you help?

- I figure we each take a side,

halftime the fucker?

- I was thinking, there's gotta be

an escape pod somewhere on this--

- forget it.

We'd never make it.

Come on.

(Mysterious music)

- Oh god.

Briggs.

- Stay behind me.

Try to save as much ammo as you can.

- [Kyra] That's easy for you to say,

you're a fucking android.

- Synthoid, please.

- Whatever.

(Growling)

(Gun fires)

(Tense music)

(Gun fires)

(Growling)

- Behind you!

(Gun fires)

You're welcome.

- We've got a problem.

(Ominous music)

- [Kyra] Where the hell is it?

- What the...

Oh god.

Come on, please!

- What the fuck?

- Keep going.

(Growling)

- Jesus.

They're all around us.

(Growling)

(Gun firing)

Fuck, I'm out.

(Tense music)

- It's in the god damn airlock!

(Tense music)

- We can make it, Riley!

We've made it this far.

- No way!

Those things will rip us to shreds.

- No, not if we watch each other's backs.

Okay, think about it.

Up here, it's a slow death.

At least with the pod we have a fighting chance.

- What about the others?

- Somebody's gotta survive this thing,

and it might as well be us!

(Growling)

- Mason?

(Screaming)

(Growling)

- Run!

(Groaning)

- Almost there.

- Stop, wait!

(Growling)

(Groaning)

- Let's get the fucker!

- Kyra?

Holloway, can anybody read me?

Sadie?

(Ominous music)

(Growling)

(Screaming)

- The system is corrupted.

There's no way to disable the recognition mechanism.

- Spare me the tech talk, what's the plan?

- We gotta go back.

- With these?

You gotta be kidding me!

- I don't know about you,

but I wasn't planning on war today!

- Well, we've got one now.

- Oh shoot.

(Ominous music)

- She's dead.

(Ominous music)

- Oh shit!

Look!

(Growling)

- Back off!

Back off!

I could use some help here!

- It's not catching!

(Suspenseful music)

(Growling)

(Groaning)

(Knocking)

Open!

(Growling)

- Come on, Alida!

Come on, I got something for you right here!

(Laughing)

Oh, come on, Riley.

Come on, it could be worse.

We could be one of those pus pouring

pieces of shit out there!

(Laughing)

Come on, Riley.

Come on, whatever kind of funk you're in,

you gotta snap out of it, space man.

Because I am tired of carrying your ass!

- Sorry if I'm bringing you down,

but in case you didn't notice,

my best friend just got turned into

a god damn mutant,

and now he wants to tear my fucking throat out!

Touch me again and I'll fucking kill you.

- What?

Don't give me that look.

I cut it on a piece of metal.

- Alida.

It's Holloway, you there?

- [Riley] Holloway?

- Riley?

- Yeah, it's me.

Sadie's here too.

- What about Alida?

- They got her.

What's your sitch?

- Trapped in med bay, things knocking on our door,

we're outta ammo.

(Loud beeping)

- How long can you hold your breath?

(Mysterious music)

- Cap.

Over here.

It's a ventilation shaft.

It'll lead right to the airlock.

- Good job, Tarver.

- All I gotta do is get inside and crawl through.

- Whoa, whoa, time out.

You expect us to stay here

while you go on a suicide mission?

- I'm the only. One that can sustain

contact with Thanatos,

or the plagued victims,

without risk of infecting myself.

If one of you should go and get infected,

the entire mission could be jeopardized.

- We are already in jeopardy

any minute now, those things

are gonna break down the door.

- It's the only. Solution, captain.

- He's right, Kyra, ease up.

- No, you fucking ease up.

If that tunnel's the only way out,

I'm taking it!

- Listen, you murdering piece of shit.

We only brought you down here

because we needed your help,

and we don't need you anymore,

so fuck with my command again,

and I swear to god I'll throw your ass

out there with those things.

(Tense music)

Tarver.

Get in there.

That's an order.

(Suspenseful music)

(Growling)

- You're wasting your time.

Riley.

We have one hour.

And then we run out of air.

(Groans)

- You still think we could make it

to that escape pod?

(Ominous music)

- If I'm going down, I'm taking them with me.

- Let's hope it doesn't come to that.

- (Chuckles) It will.

And when it does, you better hold up your end.

I bet you wish you never brought

that fucker on board, huh?

- It wasn't my call.

- So I heard.

Body looked pretty fresh.

I guess you haven't been captain too long.

- He was my fiance.

(Laughing)

Paul had this plan to sneak it through,

figured we'd sell Thanatos back on earth.

The crew agreed to an even split.

Last week there was an accident.

He was crushed under Thanatos's crate.

I wanted to dump the god damn thing

right then and there,

but the crew wanted me to keep Thanatos on board.

They said Paul would've wanted it that way

- I guess we're not so different after all, huh, cap?

(Ship thrusts)

(Mysterious music)

(Growling)

(Loud knocking)

(Growling)

(Tense music)

- I don't hear anything.

(Growling)

- Oh, fuck!

He got me!

(Growling)

(Groaning)

Help me!

- I'll call you!

- You bitch!

(Growling)

(Yelling)

(Growling)

(Suspenseful music)

(Growling)

(Groaning)

(Mysterious music)

(Whispering)

(Yelling)

- Fuck!

(Growling)

(Tense music)

- You want me?

(Groaning)

You brought me a monster?

(Groaning)

(Yelling)

- That was good work, Holloway,

but we've still got more upstairs.

- First we make sure Thanatos is off the ship.

Tarver.

Did you get rid of it?

- Situation is rectified.

- We gotta help Riley

- rectified?

- Are you alright?

(Groaning)

(Suspenseful music)

(Growling)

(Yelling)

(Coughing)

- System, module,

proficient, alleged.

- Fight it, Tarver.

You can stop it!

(Yelling)

- Fader run, keeps immigration scan.

X0224.

Command rejectors.

Sorry, captain.

I'm sorry.

(Somber music)

Go.

Go.

(Growling)

- What the fuck is this?

- Escape pod, it's our only chance.

(Growling)

(Suspenseful music)

(Groaning)

- What are you doing?

Let's launch our asses out of here.

- Can't let Pandora get to earth.

(Growling)

(Loud beeping)

Okay, let's go.

(Groaning)

- Sorry, cap.

Only room for one.

(Groaning)

Besides, we can't all be heroes, can we?

(Yelling)

(Groaning)

(Yelling)

(Groaning)

(Loud beeping)

(Loud banging)

- Oh my god.

Where are you?

(Loud banging)

Where are you?

(Growling)

(Loud banging)

(Growling)

No!

(Tense music)

(Ominous music)

(Loud banging)

(Mysterious music)

(Yelling)

You want this ship, Kyra?

You can have it.

(Screaming)

(Explosions booming)

(Dramatic music)

(Whispering)

(Groaning)

(Intense music)

(Groaning)

(Mysterious electronic music)

(Ominous music)