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Previously, on "Nightflyers"...

- Hello, beautiful.
- My mother built this ship to be her home.

- The crystal matrix is her body now.
- She's been using the ship to hurt us.

I need to go in there. And seal her up
in that world, permanently.

And is she okay? Where she is?

What exactly is the logic of
bringing your ex into deep space?

You let him watch us.

Don't come to my room anymore.

You make people's eyes bleed.

Wanna see how it works?

Thale!

- There's been an accident.
- No, no, no!

Thale experiences everything.

- It's fucking cold.
- Mentally, emotionally,

- physically.
- He's dead.

Lommie?

L... Lommie. Hey, Lommie.

Lommie.

Lommie! Hey, hey.

Hey, hey.

- What are you doing?
- I'm sorry.

We weren't...

Don't do that when I'm deep.

You went back inside
the Crystal Matrix.

No, just outside of it.

I'm... I'm putting patches
on the firewalls.

- Eris set up.
- How long you in for?

Hours.

- I need to sleep.
- Hey, you said

we wouldn't need any more firewalls

once Cynthia was trapped.

Yeah, I'm just making sure.

Did you get this from the crew?

No, that one's strange.

It feels like it come
from somewhere else.

Like, from outside the ship.

Maybe you should get some air.

Captain Eris trusts you.

He gave you explicit permission
to roam the ship at will.

- And do what?
- I don't know.

Meet some people.

You mean like make friends.

You seen what they all think
of me.

You're making it really hard
for me to feel sorry for you.

You think that's what I want?

I think it's what you need
in order to justify

that self-pity
you're holding onto.

Let it go, Thale.

You missed a spot.

It's there.

Suit yourself.

I will.

Hey, Willa.

Think there's something wrong
with our sensor.

We're picking up
organics outside.

You know, you can order
anything you want.

What was your
favorite restaurant as a kid?

Um, my Mom took us

to a place called
Silver Spurs once.

I remember getting the...
The Downtown Dog.

It was really gross.

Downtown Dog
from Silver Spurs Restaurant

- circa...
- '77, I guess.

Circa 2077.

And, water, please.

Whoa.

It even got the little
paper tray right.

- Thanks.
- What is it like?

Porting.

I've always wondered.

Imagine listening

to your favorite music.

Only you're not
really listening,

but instead
you are the instrument.

Sounds strange.

Well...

I think people are strange.

How's Roy doing
with his mommy thing?

He's been spending time

in her old bedroom.

Well, we've all got
parental issues.

His mom never let him
control anything.

Now is his chance to shine.

She's not a bad person.

Cynthia Eris.

You should have been here
the year she built

the outer ring.

There was an electricity
on the ship.

We knew we were doing
something important,

something good.

Here comes
the condemnation part.

I respect
what Captain Eris is doing.

And D'Branin. They're good men.

But if Cynthia were alive...

we wouldn't be crossing
the Void with so many people

back on Earth...

I'm sorry.
It's not my place to...

Excuse me.

Well, he obviously
doesn't know the truth

about Cynthia.

- Willa.
- Sir.

Show me.

Is the sensor bad?

Have it replaced.

We've swapped three of them
out already.

You're telling me we're
picking up organic compound?

Out here? It's not possible.

Nothing lives in the Void.

The crew were wondering...

Perhaps the Volcryn ship?

It can't be the Volcryn.

They're still too far away.

Captain Eris?

What is it, Auggie?

Sir, I...

We're picking up streams
of organic compound

outside the ship.

Distribution suggests
it's coming off

a moving object.

What are you suggesting?

- The Volcryn?
- No, sir.

- We're still too far.
- Then it's an error.

No other ship
has ever made it this far.

How did it get here?

It's enormous.

Better get Karl.

- How long has it been there?
- It's moving.

We've adjusted our velocity
to match their speed.

How is that possible
all the way out here?

Apparently it's on
our exact trajectory.

- To the Volcryn.
- It's one of ours.

An older ship.

- Eagle class.
- "Eagle 16."

We studied this.

She broke apart,
in the ice fields.

Part of our Europa project.

Your failed Europa project.

That's not what happened, is it?

We lost contact
when they entered

the Jupiter gravity field.

No one knows
what happened after that.

So there could be survivors?

Eagles could carry
40 months of provisions.

That ship has been adrift
for nearly 14 years.

- Spooky.
- Wait a minute.

That ship operates

off a Crystal Matrix
just like the Nightflyer.

If this is about my mother,
we've already taken care

- of that problem.
- No, not permanently.

And Lommie is consistently
patching up all the firewalls.

How long is that gonna hold her?

Sorry, sir, I'm not following.

My mother, Auggie.

She never left the ship.

Sorry?

When she passed,

she left her body,
but not the Nightflyer.

Her spirit resides
inside our Crystal.

I couldn't say anything.

How could the crew understand?

I'm sorry.

Of course.

Roy, we need to get your mother

off this ship.

The Crystal Matrix
on the Eagle...

If it's still functioning,
we can swap it out

with ours on the Nightflyer.

Your mother won't be harmed,
and she won't be able

to hurt anyone, and she'd
be able to live there forever.

She'll be alone.

She'd be alive.

As will we.

I want Mel to lead.

We'll have to set a guide line

to get the boarding party
across.

The Nightflyer wasn't designed
for ship-to-ship transfer.

And Auggie,

he's familiar
with the Eagle class ships.

I'll stay here
with the Nightflyer.

I'll lock the ship
into offset position.

Close as I can get us
is 600 meters.

I'm coming.

I'll bring Lommie with me
to assess the viability

- of the Crystal...
- Okay.

And Rowan.

I'm a biologist.

We don't know
how an abandoned ship

is on the same intercept
as the Volcryn,

so I need you.

All right.

How exactly
are we getting there?

Ready to depressurize.

Releasing pressure

in three... two...

one.

We've reached the airlock
on Eagle 16.

Preparing to board.

About to lose visual contact.

Opening the port hatch.

Artificial gravity's still working.

And we still have power.

Captain Eris, we are on the Eagle.

Do you copy?

We're inside the Eagle, do you copy?

Probably out of range.

These suits were designed
for orbital maintenance.

Then we'll proceed without comms.

Environmental systems are on, too.

Temperature...

contaminants.

The air is safe to breathe.

We shouldn't take our helmets off.

We can't be certain that those readings

- are accurate.
- Or if their Crystal

- is still operational.
- Conserving the air

in our suits buys us the time to find out.

There's no point carrying
the extra weight anyway.

As I said...

the air is safe.

You're gonna hurt yourself
acting like that.

Yeah.

Well, maybe I don't care anymore.

The air in here...

Smells like death.

We need to move.

Every Eris ship was designed

from the same core layout.

The Crystal will be

on a lower deck.

What happened here?

They must have,
been living here.

Maybe it was warmer.

I wonder what killed them?

Looks like each other.

There was definitely
a fight here.

When the food ran out.

Where are all the bodies?

Please wait for me.

- I'll go.
- I'll back you up.

Get ready.

It's okay.

Judson Smith.

The captain.

Why hang the suit?

The use of a totem or an effigy

is meant to signify control.

But what happened to them?

Are you angels?

There's another one!

There are two more!

- Who are you?
- Travelers.

Here to help.

We don't need help here.

We're doing fine.

I'm Karl D'Branin.

We're from the Nightflyer.

The Nightflyer.

Come with me.

Come on.

How did we lose communication?

As soon as they entered
the Eagle airlock,

their comms went dead.

Is this an external phenomenon?

Well, that's what we thought
at first, but it seems like

- someone's jamming the signal.
- Someone on the Eagle?

Then how do we un-jam it?

Sir, the Nightflyer
doesn't have this type

- of capability.
- I understand

our capabilities.
I'm asking you to improvise.

We have visitors.

Travelers from the Nightflyer.

Your tech... everything...

Lost in the fight.

Useless, anyways.

We run our environment
off the auxiliary grid.

Minimal energy use.

Simple and efficient,
more stable.

Have you ever calculated
how much energy is wasted

running a food synthesizer?

Going back to the land, I see.

For years, we drifted.

Working to survive...

to keep life burning out here
in the ocean of nothing.

We prayed that someone

would come replenish us.

To bring new life.

And here you are.

We're happy to have found you.

Hope is alive in you.

I see that.

And you, as well.

Sit with us. Eat and rejoice

- this marvelous occurrence.
- Well, I thank you

for your generosity.

You must have exhausted
your supplies

of base proteins years ago.

All the women you see here
are scientists.

Geneticists, biochemists.

But more than that,
we're farmers.

We grow everything we eat.

Try it.

That's why we were on this ship
in the first place.

The first wave of technicians

destined to spark
a new seed of life.

I know you.

You're Constance Brighthead.

Wow.

She created
the replacement technique...

In RNA splicing.

I'm from the Academy.

You built half
my genetic architecture.

Stand up for me.

Let me look at you.

Magnificent.

We've had debates
on sustaining environments.

No one thought it was possible,
not out here.

Your ship...

I don't understand
what happened.

Eagle 16 was never lost.

- It was hijacked.
- We saw signs of a fight.

Our captain.

As we approached Jupiter,

he commandeered the sheep
and used the gravitational pull

to throw us into the Void.

His dream was to create
a self-sustaining system,

drifting across the Void
like a dandelion seed

to eventually land and grow
in some new world.

Jud Smith wanted a world
of his own.

He became obsessed

with power and control,

and convinced his crew
to follow.

And where are the other men?

They killed themselves.

Power begets greed,
greed corrupts,

violence becomes a contagion.

It wasn't until all the men
were gone

that we achieved balance.

Harmony.

This isn't...

Lommie.

Lommie. Hey, hey.

- What's wrong?
- This is bad.

The way they talk.

Do you see the way they...

They looked at her?

I've seen this before.

I lived it.

Lommie.

Are you all right?

Yeah, I'm... I'm just not
feeling well.

- Your oxygen mix is...
- Is pretty thin.

She'll be fine.

Quiet.

One of us.

14 years in the Void.

No terraform, no sunlight.

No one has...

ever successfully run

a fully enclosed system
for so long.

Yes, and we could keep going.

We replenish what we use,
we only use what we need,

and we work together.

All these women you see
around us,

I picked them myself.

They're the toughest
and brightest.

My sisters.

It's unbelievable, really.

I'd love to see how you do it,
if you don't mind.

- Sharing what you've learned.
- She didn't learn this, Karl.

She invented it.

I'm always learning.

That's what makes life
interesting.

Come on.

I'm sure there's so much more
for us to see.

Make your way to the airlock.

I'd like to get a message
to the Nightflyer.

- Okay.
- Auggie, find their Crystal.

- This is urgent.
- Okay, he's sleeping.

No, I need him to reach out
to Eagle 16

- and make contact...
- You push him to reach out

- that far, it could hurt him.
- He's been training.

- Please, we need him to try.
- Fine.

I'll take him to the bridge.

If he can see them,
it will help.

Yeah, I couldn't sleep anyway.

Did you hear
what they called them?

Sisters.

They're lunatics.

They're out of their minds.

Well, crazy and smart.

It's a dangerous combination.

Auggie, this is a cult.

I grew up with people like this on Luna.

You grew up in a luddite colony?

How'd you get out?

My dad.

He broke you out of there?

He stayed quiet.

Saved us.

He didn't make it.

Sacrifice.

He saw they were wrong,
couldn't leave you there.

- Yeah.
- He did the right thing.

Let's find the Crystal...

so we can get back to the 'Flyer.

- How'd you get here?
- My mom.

You remember on the ship?

I ordered a hotdog from Silver Spurs.

Yeah.

My mom took us there

the day we landed in New York.

It was the first time
I felt normal.

I know what it's like to sacrifice

for someone you love.

Your father was a good man.

The Crystal runs off one

of these optical wires.

- Amazing.
- Did you hear it?

Did you hear that?

You're just jumpy.

This way.

So you're not worried
about them?

Nah.

They don't hold a candle
to the woman

who put them there.

- You mean Cynthia?
- Yeah.

She's not what you think.

She wasn't...

isn't... bad.

Just strong.

Like you.

This way.

They're not even using it.

All the ship's systems
have been diverted

to auxiliary networks.

Wow.

It's beautiful.

Praise be.

Praise be.

I see them.

Who?

Lommie.

And the bald one.

Do you see anyone else?

Rowan.

Are they safe?

Others. There are others.

There are others?

We should stop this.

Fuck.

Many others.

It's too much.

It's hurting him.

I need to get him back
to his dome.

Judson's officers hoarded food.

Their plan was to starve
non-essential crew.

Violence is not

a sustainable strategy
for survival.

Hold on.

There was a vid feed
in progress when it went dark.

All my men dead.

They took Ruben. Wiedemann too.

Crane was killed

right in front of my eyes.

They've taken the ship!

We've gotta get out
of here, Auggie.

We turned to science
to restore our bodies.

Then the miracle occurred.

To think that Roy Eris
could condemn his own mother

to a rusty tub

infested with psychopaths!

- What miracle?
- The shooting star.

We had been drifting
for nearly a decade

when it moved into view.

That's how I knew we were
on the right path.

Don't!

Stop!

Fresh seed.

- New Giver.
- Lommie, go!

Get out of here!

- No!
- Fresh seed, fresh seed.

Fresh seed, fresh seed.

The way it changed position
in the sky

like no other object...

it was speaking to us.

You were tracking the Volcryn.

- That's how we found you.
- You've been following a ship.

Is that what you see?

A ship?

I see a miracle.

We prayed to the star

to replenish our ability
to harvest food.

And like magic,

three new Givers
fall out of the sky.

A ship cannot do such things.

Givers.

- What are you talking about?
- Our farm.

Our livestock.

Except for you, Mel...

this system is my most precious
achievement.

The sacred Gift.

It's very humane.

My cloning process

does not result in conscious beings.

Mindless, blind.

Their eyes never open.

They are merely food.

Sustenance.

Hope.

You're insane.

Exposure to the Volcryn
has done something

you don't even...

We mine the seed
to grow the Gift.

The star brought you to us...
Three of you.

Givers of the seed.

Shit.

What happened?

I can't move, Rowan.

They're gonna kill us.

Fresh seed.

Fresh seed.

How can we get out of here?

Augustine.

Judson Smith.

- Yeah.
- Wait, you're the captain?

- What happened?
- Hey, I... I was loyal

to Eris Corp.

- Most of us were.
- Okay.

We were the tip of the spear
pushing out to Jupiter.

Our cargo was genius.

24 of the best scientific minds.

Connie Brighthead, yeah.

Connie.

She had her own plans.

Plans beyond Europa.

It was her idea
to turn the Eagle into

some sort of self-sustaining
paradise.

Some kind of Noah's Ark thing.

So, one night,
while we were sleeping,

they... they rose up and they...

They killed the men one by one.

Except for a few.

Givers.

- What?
- Shh!

Here she comes.

- It's time.
- Morning, Givers.

Morning, Ruthanne.

Praise be.

Good.

Very good. Yes.

My.

Let's look at you.

Wow.

High quality.

High volume, I imagine.

Excuse me?

Ruthanne?

Ruthanne?

Ruthanne, can you...

Can you give my neck
a little squeeze?

Stop asking that.

It makes it go faster.

Faster reduces yield, Judson,
you know that.

I've told you that.

- That's it.
- There.

That's it.

Good.

Too strong, it hurts.

That's it.

Timing really couldn't
be better.

Judson, bless his heart...

After all these years
he's running a little dry.

Don't worry.

It gets easier
each and every time.

I promise.

That's good, Judson.
That's good.

Good.

Very good.

You know, there are...

many other ways.

There are many,
many other ways we can do this.

Hey, don't resist.

She'll turn it on stronger
if you fight.

Just relax and enjoy.

- No, no, no, just...
- Just leave me.

I've got...
I've got nothing left.

Come on, they're gonna kill you.

- No.
- I'll do that myself.

Once I'm done with her.

Let's get out of here!

Believe.

Praise be.

Don't worry.

Shh.

- Just relax.
- Judson...

It'll all be over
before you know it.

I see something.

There's people gathering.

And there's fear...

fear in the room.

Lommie.

Come to me.

Sorry.

I doubted.

There's a woman.

She's a survivor.

She's...

she's the leader.
I can hear her.

You have a strong mind.

A strong will.

But your real strength is in us.

In us.

Believe.

Let me hear you say it.

Please.

Believe.

Good.

Good.

You are strong.

Praise the shooting star.

It has brought life
into our world...

new Givers...

And one strong sister.

Believe.

I'm saddened
by your resistance, Mel.

Perhaps I should have added
a gene that codes...

For courage.

Fuck you, you psychotic bitch.

That type of thinking is poison.

We purged it from our system

to maintain sustainability...

and we will purge it again.

Tonight, we take...

The head off the snake...

and we will eat fresh meat.

Believe.

Believe.

Connie.

Yes, Lommie?

Fuck! Fuck!

Thale!

You were the poison.

Rot in hell.

Thale!

- Mother, no!
- No!

Get them! Get them!

No, don't let them out!

They're coming!

They're fucking coming!

No!

Hurry!

Get the door!

- Get the door!
- Open it! Open it!

Quickly, quickly!

Get ready to open the airlocks!

This ain't over.

The closer we get
to the Volcryn,

the stranger it's gonna get.

Everyone was acting mad on that ship.

It's like she was possessed.

I idolized that woman.

Well, who you wanted her to be.

Not what she became.

You saw her, didn't you?

- Saved our lives.
- Yeah.

For the second time.

I guess.

You did.

And the Crystal?

Smashed, sir.

Connie, most likely.

Years ago.

They were crazy.

I'll be porting.

Could use a break from this world.

I saved your life today.

I need you to know...

I will always be loyal...

To the real Captain Eris.

You're an L?