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Previously, on "Nightflyers..."

I can't hear through the bees.

Well, let me help you.

Maybe the problem isn't
the terrible things

people send out to you...

You fucking little freak.

But what you let in.

There's no malfunction.

You, Melantha,
were genetically designed

for space travel from birth.

- I don't trust Eris.
- We need to send the probe.

It's beautiful.

It will be even more beautiful

if it sends us pictures back
of the Volcryn.

Does it hurt?

Letting pieces of our daughter

just go like that?

She'd still be alive
if we just...

I can't even remember
what we did wrong.

You were right, Karl.

I haven't given you
the full truth.

About?

The chaos onboard of my ship.

The malfunctions...

the images of your daughter...

they're all related.
I'm dealing with a force

that's trying to stop
this mission.

- Tell me what force.
- What do you mean?

I'll let you know once I have
the situation under control.

You observe here...

our calculations guess
two tilt-shifts

in T-1 and T-2.

With a variable position vector.

But if you resolve these...

you're still missing...

0.3 degrees.

The object changed direction...

on its own.

Thank you, Karl.

It's a thrilling idea.

Thrilling.

I will just point out

that these deviances all reside

within the range
of optical aberration.

Thank you, Nelson,
I did think of that.

And if you look, you will see...

we identified shifts
here and here,

and adjustments
in speed and direction.

No celestial object...

changes course like that...

on its own.

Ever.

Next you'll be telling us
it's piloted

by intelligent life.

I believe that.

Yes.

What if I'm right?

Hmm?

We're running out of time
on this planet.

Colonization is not happening
fast enough.

If we can make contact
with them, what if they have

the ability to save all of us?

Right, well, you've given us
a lot to consider.

And look at it this way:
If your theories don't pan out,

you can always write a book.

Hmm?

Professor?

You have a call on the feed.

Thank you.

Good afternoon, Professor.

Do you know who I am?

Yes. Mr. Eris.

How did your presentation go?

I suspect Dr. Nelson
was left unconvinced.

Well, I mean, my math was off.

No, your calculations
are correct.

Wait, I haven't published
any... any data.

How can you verify my numbers?

Doesn't matter.

What does...

Is that we share mutual desire

to make contact
with that vessel.

I have a proposal for you.

Were you ever straight with me?

The body is a shell.

A vessel within which
we carry our spirit.

When that vessel shatters...

our life continues.

Released from the constraints
of a terrestrial life.

Free to explore
the vastness of the heavens

and return to the stars
from which our life

first sprang.

Thank you, sir.

Very well said.

Karl.

I know you launched your probe.

My techs picked up
on the data trail.

Well, if I'm in charge
of the science team

I need to be able
to make those calls.

You don't trust me.

I lied to preserve the life
of your L-1.

At the very least,
you owe me respect.

Cargo decompression and release

in three...

two... one.

What?

What's wrong?

Nothing.

It's just...

You make me happy.

Come on.

You've had other partners,
right?

I grew up in a...

Luddite commune,

so sexing was forbidden.

So was tech, and, um...

- a lot of other stuff.
- Oh.

So...

- I'm your...
- I had, um...

it was nothing like this.

Well...

Sexing is great
for your biochemistry.

You just have to be careful...

not to get caught up
in all the bullshit

that comes along with it.

You mean...

feelings?

- We're off cycle, boss.
- Not anymore.

I need to speak with you...
With you both...

About Eris.

He... he said something to me,

and I can't quite shake it...
About not being in control

- of the ship.
- Seems like everything he does

is to remind us that
he is in control.

You mean
the system malfunctions?

You think
that's what he's talking about?

- No, he wouldn't say.
- But he has a problem,

and he's trying to hide it
from us.

We could help him
if he'd let us.

- No, he won't.
- He won't,

Lommie, can you set a trace

to track the origin
of any future malfunctions?

Uh, y... yeah, I guess.

It's just, what exactly
are we looking for?

Maybe I should talk to him.

He might be more open with me.

Why would he be?

He tells me things.

- Since when?
- He's been watching me

since I came onboard.

He's curious.

Sure.

Whatever you can do
to get inside his head.

Dangerous work we do out here.

Sorry, sir?

Brandy and port.

It'll help you sleep.

Don't worry.

It's just the ionic particles
at the edge

of the helium sphere
making the ship sing.

We shouldn't be out here.

The ship is fine.

It's the members of our crew
who are starting

to show weakness.

Take a couple of cycles off,
Mr. Suczek.

I need you ready for duty
by the end of the week.

Yes, sir.

You really do take liberties
on this ship, don't you?

Stop staring at me with that eye

and come talk to me.

What's wrong, Melantha?

Honestly, I'm tired
of the hypocrisy.

All this talk about
truth-seeking

but everything about you
feels like a lie.

The only lie I told
was to protect Karl

- and his telepath.
- See, I think

that was your strategy.

I think you've got problems
on this ship

that you can't handle,
and the only reason

you helped us
was to get us off your back.

Is that really what you think
of me?

I don't know
what to think of you

because you're not here.

Why don't you ever come to me
in person?

You watch me all the time

and you give nothing back.

Do you trust me, Melantha?

Whatever it is

that you're hiding, Roy,

you don't have
to carry that burden alone.

Let me help you.

You must be the bee lady.

And you're the genius
xenobiologist.

I've seen you on the news feeds.

You mind if I...?

Sometimes I just need
to be around plants.

We all need a little piece
of nature

in order to stay sane.

Mm.

True nature...

is chaos.

I think if you look
closely enough,

you'll find order
below the chaos.

I was curious as to your...

encounter with the L-1.

- You mean Thale.
- Hmm.

First name basis.

He's a dangerous creature,
by all accounts.

Humans are dangerous creatures.

But you weren't afraid of him.

Thale simply reflects
what he takes in.

If everyone stopped projecting

so much darkness and hate,

he might not be a threat at all.

Perhaps if he...

refined his capabilities,

might be a useful tool
to help others.

You wanna experiment on him?

With him.

Why couldn't he sense you?

Well, the collective voice
of my bees was too strong.

I'm guessing he had trouble
filtering through.

Hmm.

I love the positive energy,
I do,

but handling an L-1
is a little more complicated

than just meditating
on smiley faces.

Yeah, I know, I do,
and that is why

I want to engage him.

In a real way.

Thale is part of this mission...

yet they still keep him
locked up

in solitary confinement.

Fine.

No.

If you're gonna do this,

there are some rules
you have to know first.

Don't get too close.

He may try to taunt you,
but stay calm.

It's his way of testing.

If you want to keep him
out of you mind,

keep it clear.

Whatever you do,
don't show fear.

It'll only make him
more dangerous.

Hello?

Thale?

Whoa.

Holy...

Next time, ask first.

- Yep.
- Yep, definitely.

Definitely.
I will do... I will do that.

What do you want?

Just a new friend...

coming to say hello.

- Don't fuck me about, Rowan.
- We ain't friends.

- You're shitting yourself.
- Well, yes.

You make people's eyes bleed.

You wanna see how it works?

You wouldn't hurt...

someone bearing...

gifts...

would you?

I can feel something.

What is it?

What, you can't tell?

Oh.

Hartley Suczek.

You left me...

You left me.

- And do you trust Eris?
- I'm trying to.

Mel and Lommie are trying
to find out what they can.

There's something wrong
with the ship.

He admitted as much.

I just need to figure out
what it is.

Do something.

You got the probe off.

That's something.

I miss that sound.

The rain.

I wish I was there with you.

You remember our trip
to Yosemite?

Which one?

The bear attack.

Oh, the deadly bear attack.

I've never seen a naked man

run so fast.

Hey, I had my underwear on.

Screaming like a madman.

And I was chasing off
a killer bear.

I didn't know it was a deer.

Baby deer.

I've, um...

I've uplinked those images
for you.

I...

I wanted you to have them...

before I release

the memories.

Yosemite?

Yeah.

Uh, Dr. Saltzman

has been encouraging me
to go deeper.

Anything that...

That could possibly remind me
of...

Of her.

Joy, that...

That's our honeymoon.

Joy, those...

Those are memories of... of us.

I know, baby.

I know, but...

We talked about starting
a family, remember?

This is how the therapy works.

I understand.

I want you to be happy.

So, watch the rabbit.

Try and focus.

On the bunny.

Bzz.

W... what's that?

Oh, that's the bee lady.

You can't stop thinking
about her, can you?

Please, try and take this
seriously.

If we make contact,
Karl's relying on you

to communicate with the Volcryn.

Besides, you could clearly use
some practice.

Well fuck, man, it's a rabbit.

What do you want me to do?

Tell me about your...

conversation with the bees.

- They're insects, mate.
- They don't converse.

But you heard their voices.

No, I heard a voice.

They all spoke as one...

thing.

Besides, there were thousands
of them, so it was

pretty fucking loud.

So...

try that with Ralphy.

All right.

If it's all too hard...

Ralphy and I will go.

I didn't say it was too hard.

Ralphy, is it?

What a stupid fucking name, eh?

Eris is like a brick wall.

I can't get through to that guy.

I thought you said
he was curious.

To be honest...

I think he's scared.

Well, that doesn't exactly
instill me with confidence.

D'Branin, I have something.

Thruster four keeps overheating,

which triggers
an automatic shutdown

and reset.

How often is that happening?

Hundreds of times a day.

The resets are small enough
not to trigger

any formal warnings,
but if it happens

over the course of months...

- We're gonna miss the Volcryn.
- Run those times again.

Not as a list.

I need to see the period
between each shutdown.

Shutdowns aren't random.

- They're part of a pattern.
- Yeah, it's intentional.

Most likely a software program.

I need you to find the origin
of the code.

How could you know that?

Deviancies in patterns
indicate and intelligence

or agenda.
That's how I found the Volcryn.

It... it's self-deleting.

Shit.

Who is doing this?

Ugh.

Couldn't find the source
of origin.

At least let's find out where
the instruction came from.

Deck seven.

Eris' quarters.

Captain Eris, we have a problem.

- What is it, Karl?
- Well, thruster four

keeps shutting down.

Yes, I'm aware of the issue.

Then you're aware that
these incremental malfunctions

- are pulling us off course.
- My nav team

has been calculating
daily course corrections.

Thank you.
Now, if you don't mind...

These are connected...

what you told me before...
About there being something

in the ship trying to stop us...

- You're out of line, Karl.
- No, let us help you.

'Cause we cannot afford
to fall behind

- our intercept, we can't...
- May I remind you

you're a passenger on my vessel.

Standard protocol would be

to shut down thruster four
and reset it.

We can't do that safely
until we clear the heliosphere.

So why not send somebody down
to do them manually?

- It's too dangerous.
- The radiation would kill anyone

in less than a minute.

- No.
- Not anyone.

There is somebody.

You said you wanted to help.

- By talking to him.
- Not by walking into a cloud...

I know, I know, I know,
but we need this.

Will you do it?

Of course I'll do it.

Thank you.

There's something else.

I need you
to bring Eris with you.

This is bollocks.

What?

What I'm getting don't feel
like rabbity thoughts.

What's it feel?

Stop.

Thale.

What the hell was that?

Did those feel like
rabbit thoughts to you?

I think it's time
you two take a break.

No, no, no, I'm fine.

I asked for it.

Is that what you're, uh,

getting from Ralphy, is it?

Well...

get the occasional rabbity,
hip-hopping about,

you know, chewing vegetables,
but yeah,

for the most part
you're a little monster.

Rowan.

I need you.

- Take care of Ralphy.
- Mm.

How's it coming with Thale?

Oh, he's good when he focuses.

And by focuses, I mean
on the experiment, not on me.

- What are we doing?
- Just keep moving.

Is... is this your way
of telling me

that I need to exercise?

Because my body
actually functions better

the way it is.

Where the bloody hell
are we going?

Deck seven.

Captain's quarters?

Yeah. I wanna talk to Eris,
the real Eris,

not some digital projection.

We breaking and entering?

It's not like he cares

about anybody else's privacy,
is it?

According to Lommie,

the older parts of the ship
were outfitted

with biometric scanners.

So we need Eris' DNA
to get inside.

Yeah.

That'll be easy to find.

It is if you know where to look.

Come on.

So what's the plan?

While Eris is busy

helping Mel reset thruster four,

- we enter his quarters.
- Wait.

You have no idea what's behind
his bloody door.

No, none.

You know, for a man of science

you really don't seem
to have a basic grasp

of logic and reasoning.

I don't need reasoning.

I've got instincts.

Oh, you've gotta be shitting me.

You're a biologist.

You live for this.

There we go.

Are you sure you're getting this

from the rabbit?

I don't tell Ralphy what to do,

but it's always the same.

Hunger being
the overriding theme.

I haven't seen him
eat a thing for ages.

Well, he's eating now.

I can feel it.

I almost feel bad
for the little sod.

We're the same.
Both just pieces of meat

to be poked

and studied.

That's not how I feel about you.

How do you feel about me?

I'm proud of you.

That's not the answer
I was looking for.

You're off suppression,
you're having

meaningful interactions
with people...

I can't wait to get home
and show them all.

We ain't going home.

Not me, not you.

Not Ralphy.

We're all gonna die up here.

Maybe we shouldn't really
be doing this.

We are scientists.

Well, you can leave if you want,

but I need to meet Eris.

- What?
- By pouring human waste

onto a scanner
that's over 40 years old?

That answers one question.

But doesn't change the fact
that this is

a wonderfully ill-advised idea.

It wasn't me.

Rowan did this.
He knew it was gonna die.

He wouldn't have done it
arbitrarily.

- There had to be a purpose.
- Purpose?

Like every other experiment
I've been involved in,

the purpose is to torture
the L-1.

I can still hear his voice.

Who?

- Ralphy?
- He's hungrier than ever.

I can feel him...

chewing.

What are you doing?

Oh...

- Hello, Ralphy.
- A bloody tapeworm.

It wasn't the rabbit.

Rowan wanted me
to find the voice

inside the rabbit.

Fucker.

My hemoglobin
has a synthetic receptor

that binds to iodine.

The half-life is pretty short,
but we should be good

- for about four minutes.
- That's not a lot of time.

That's why you need
to stay with me.

You know the system.

- Down to the end on the right.
- Thruster four.

It's the last one.

I'm right here with you.

We should leave this place.

No way.

- We're getting this done.
- No, no.

It's not safe, Mel.
I'm losing the ability

to project.

- Mel! Stop! Please!
- We need to go back,

the radiation's
getting stronger.

Captain Eris?

You're dying.

That shit in your blood...

doesn't work anymore.

You thought you were engineered
to be strong.

Special.

But look at you now.

You're nothing but weakness.

You came to me.

Auggie, I got something.

Someone manually purged
thruster four.

What are you doing
with that weapon, Mr. Suczek?

Hey, get the fuck away
from your controls.

All of you.

- Move!
- Suczek!

Except you.

Change the coordinates.

Take us back to Europa.

Don't do this, Mr. Suczek.

It will not end well for you.

Can't you see what's happening?

It... it's the ship.

It's the ship!

She doesn't want us

to go out there.

Hey, you.

- Hey.
- Hey, h... hi.

Hey.

Uh...

how... how are you feeling?

Crispy.

Uh, I'm... I'm just...

glad you're alive.

All that radiation...

I hallucinated
that you were there.

How many of you are in on this?

Change the coordinates
or I shoot.

Out the gun down, Mr. Suczek.

No.

We're going back to Europa.

I understand your fear.

You brought us
all the way out here

and you knew.

You're having
a psychotic break, Mr. Suczek.

Hand over the weapon.

You knew what was in the ship.

Enough.

You know the penalty for mutiny.

You can't stop me,
I've got the gun.

You're just flashing lights.

And then I imagined...

That Roy Eris...

Carried me out in his arms.

I'll say this one last time.

Put the weapon down.

You'll find I can be
very forgiving.

The real Roy Eris.

He did.

I'm done taking orders from you.

Thanks to Mel's heroics,

we've now regained control
of thruster four.

Fire all thrusters.

Full power.

All right.

Right away.

What the hell is this place?

Well, well, well.
Cynthia Eris.

This must have been
her quarters.

I don't think anybody's
been here for years.

Imagine little Roy
running around here

as an excitable tyke.

All this inventory

must be from their home.

She brought it all from Earth.

Took it all with her.
She couldn't let go.

Rowan, don't touch anything.

Of course not.

Look at this.

- Leave it alone.
- Sure.

Find what you're looking for?

Joy?

Uh, she's not real, Karl.

I've been waiting for you.

Releasing...

my memories...

Just ignore it.

That...

Was our sniveling...

little...

daughter.

You knew a second wave
of celio was coming.

- They warned us.
- No, no, it...

It wouldn't have mattered.

The virus, it spread everywhere
anyway.

Your memory... incorrect.

I said go to my sisters,
but you...

You couldn't leave
your big discovery.

Joy, you know I love Skye.

- You know I love Skye...
- This...

- More than anything.
- Is my love for you.

Stop!

Get out of my house.

You have no right.

I am in control of the ship,
and you have no right

to torment my crew or my guests.

You abandoned me.

You abandoned Skye.

You left me on Earth

with a dead child!

How could you do that?

- You're a terrible father.
- Relax,

- it's another projection.
- It's all your fault.

Leave us alone!

Good night, Karl.

What the hell was that?

My mother.

Your mother's dead.

Her body died...

but before, she uploaded
her consciousness.

Uploaded it where?

Uploaded it where?

Into the "Nightflyer."

She's the one who's been
trying to kill you.