Original subtitles

You were right.

Our world cannot be saved.

Even the last ones have left Earth and are coming up here.

But the stations are overcrowded.

Epidemics are spreading faster and faster.

I can't keep up.

People are dying in my arms.

I applied as a medic on a cargo ship.

Four years to get there, four years to get back.

I'll spend most of the time in cryo-sleep.

Just one flight and I'll have enough money to come to Rhea.

And I'll be with you once again.

Did you hear that, beloved sister? I have to go now.

I'm coming to Rhea.

to see you and the children once again.

Dr Laura Portmann?

Anna Lindbergh, first officer.

Welcome aboard.

Listen up, everybody.

Miyuki Yoshida, system administrator.

The windbag is Vespucci.

Thank God, Prokoff doesn't talk that much.

Dr Portmann.

Station 42 will be expanded to a transport hub.

It's in the Oort Cloud, halfway to Proxima,

and maintains a stable orbit around RH278.

Our flight is fully automatic.

Because of the recent terrorist activities,

the interim government has ordered all fights

to have a sky marshal aboard the ship.

Fucking snitches.

Allegedly the "Maschinen-stόrmer" are planning a major sabotage.

This junk heap is falling apart anyway, no one would want to sabotage it.

Lieutenant Samuel Decker. Transitional Space Authority.

in 30 minutes the hold will be sealed off.

Whoever wants to get acquainted, you'd better do it now.

At 0200 the engines will ignite. At 0230 we'll meet in the cryo-chambers.

Have a nice journey.

According to TSA Resolution 278,

sky marshals will be present on all cargo flights from now on.

Just consider me a member of this crew.

This is an informational video from the TSA.

Since the great collapse, the threat of terrorist attacks

has never been as great as it is now.

Klaus Bruckner is still on the run after yet another terrorist attack.

This man is responsible for the latest bombings

on stations 20, 23 and 24.

In a statement claiming responsibility for the current attacks,

Bruckner repeats the reactionary beliefs of the "Maschinen-stόrmer".

"Where do we live? Inside machines!"

"What are we producing? Machines!"

"Our enemy is the TSA."

"There will be no peace as long as technology rules us."

"Down with the machines! Down with the stations!"

Because of the latest events, the TSA has ordered

for the the safety of the ships and crews,

that all flights be accompanied by a sky marshal.

Support your sky marshal in his duty and...

Once again, the shift schedule:

Duration, eight and a half months each.

I'll take over the first one.

Then Lindbergh, Yoshida, Vespucci, Prokoff, Portmann.

Last shift, to offload the cargo, Lindbergh again.

If anyone was a problem with this, feel free to knock on Decker's tank.

3 YEARS AND 8 MONTHS LATER

Dear Laura,

I'm sending you sun-rays from Rhea.

It's been so long since I hold you in my arms.

It isn't good for you to do cargo flights. We're worried.

People say that the "Maschinen-stόrmer"

are becoming more and more aggressive.

But what can we believe when the information is four years old?

I don't even dare to think what could have happened in the meantime.

I hope you are doing well.

Please respond soon.

See you soon.

I miss you

Initiating Night Phase.

Daylight Phase Initiated.

Dear Ariane,

I miss you too.

You can't imagine how incredibly cold it is here.

I'll send you some pictures to see the wreck I'm inside.

Just two more months and my shift will be over.

We are now four light years away from Earth,

transporting construction material to build a space station,

so we can fly to Proxima one day.

They say there are inhabitable planets out there, too.

I wish I could be with you.

Don't worry about me, I'm fine.

See you soon.

What are you doing here?

Someone opened the hatch. I automatically woke up.

Why did you open the airlock?

You do know that entering the cargo area is strictly forbidden.

There is something down there, in the cargo-airlock.

- That's impossible. - There is something behind the hatch.

We have to wake the crew.

No, the cryo-sleep phases cannot be interrupted.

But why don't you show me where it was?

The regulation says, that in case of emergency

we have to wake up the captain.

Obviously Dr Portmann is unable to handle loneliness very well.

I'm sorry we had to wake you.

You'd better be sure of what you said.

The suits were whirled around by the over-pressure.

The compartment was accessed several times during your shift.

I hope for your sake that this is just a technical malfunction.

Let's go.

The cargo compartment is divided into nine sectors. You take A to C.

You take D to F. And I'll take the rest.

Shouldn't we stay together?

I don't want to spend the night here.

We'll keep radio contact.

The containers are all sealed.

Copy that . You should know that, Decker.

Haven't found anything suspicious till now.

Except that we are not fully loaded. Over.

Same here.

Keep searching. Over and out.

Lacroix, Laura here.

Lacroix!

Shit!

Decker? Decker!

- What happened? - Lacroix fell.

- What? Where are you? - In sector E4-20.

- I'm going down to sector G. - I'm coming.

Lacroix, can you hear me?

- Is he alive? - We have to get him out of here.

The gate!

According to the regulations, I assume command of the ship.

Prokoff, Vespucci, repair the gate.

The cargo compartment must be sealed as soon as possible.

Yoshida, check all cryo-sleep logs in the main computer

for suspicious activities.

And you will examine Lacroix's corpse. I want to know the exact cause of death.

Start recording.

Multiple rib fractures.

Cranio-cerebral injury.

Apparently caused by a fall from a great height.

Time of death: a few minutes after the impact.

I thought we were transporting construction materials.

That's what I thought too.

- What's wrong with the gate? - Fucking everything.

It's stuck and the gears seem to be broken too.

It must have been here.

Sealed.

I have Lacroix's badge.

A child.

It's a child.

The containers are full of people.

Vespucci, Prokoff.

Yes?

Please come to sector F7-21.

Why the hell are we transporting humans to Station 42?

What is it now?

Shit!

Get moving!

Go, go, go!

Laura!

What's going on?

The containers are full of people.

It's none of your business.

Lacroix was murdered.

Lacroix opened a container and because of the pressure differential

he was hurled into the abyss.

Someone set the containers in motion and nearly killed us.

The containers are moved periodically to keep them from freezing.

That's why access to the cargo compartment is forbidden.

Somebody's on-board the ship. He killed Lacroix and nearly us.

Did you know there were people in the containers?

This tank goes back, now.

This is a human being!

As a doctor, I am responsible for the people on-board

and I will examine this girl.

I agree.

And I am authorized to investigate any incident on this ship.

The containers with the tanks could be related to Lacroix's death.

Then do your duty. But rest assured, I will report this to the authorities.

Tank Inspection. Start recording.

I'm not getting any useful scans from the abdomen.

Switching to high frequency.

HF scans in the cranial area possible.

The girl shows weak brain activity.

I suspect a cryo-sleep coma.

Stopping record.

Did you find anything?

It will take some time before I have conclusive results.

Can I help?

Yes, maybe.

The tank is blocking the scanner and it's secured with an electronic lock.

Did you find anything?

I need anything you can find on Decker.

There's something wrong about him. He should be on our side.

- Well? - An asymmetric RSA encryption.

Could take a while.

What do you know about Station 42?

An unmanned station.

Officially it's being upgraded to a transport hub

for ships heading to Proxima.

And unofficially?

Why did you apply for this mission?

I need the money, that's all.

- You want to go to Rhea? - Yes.

- Why? - My sister lives there.

She won a visa to Rhea seven years ago.

She's living our dream.

Probably another automatic shifting.

And what if there's something on-board after all?

Fuck it! Let's just fix this and get the fuck outta here.

Start recording.

The girl's brain is interconnected with inorganic tissue.

Entry point into the body,

Cervical C4, in the vertebral column.

Looks as if it grew into her.

Or ate its way in.

A VR connector.

It's quite sophisticated. I've never seen anything like this.

We could connect her to an external system.

Too dangerous.

It could result in irreparable neural damage.

It's the only way to find something about the connector.

No way. I will not risk the child's life.

Very well.

The results of this examination must remain between us. OK?

Ariane.

So many things happened that I would like to share with you.

Why are we so far apart? The messages takes ages to arrive.

I just don't understand what's happening on-board anymore.

We found a girl in the hold.

I'm trying to help her.

We'll see each other soon and then I'll tell you everything.

I was so delighted to receive your message!

It's so good to hear your voice and know that you're alive.

You found a girl? I don't get it.

I'd like to talk to you properly.

Why does it always take so long for these messages to arrive?

Laura, listen.

We don't want you to do any more cargo flights.

Just come to Rhea. You could stay with us for a while.

We'll prepare a room for you and...

I'm looking forward to seeing you.

Soon you'll be with us.

I don't understand what's happening here.

How is it possible for my sister to answer so quickly?

Why do you know all that about VR neural connectors?

Why shouldn't I tell anyone about the examination?

What do you know about the people in the tanks?

Who the hell are you?

All crew, report immediately to the bridge.

Yoshida scanned all log entries and compared them with the backup.

She discovered that a crew member

manipulated the log files of the cryo-chambers.

Why didn't you tell us you were repeatedly awakened?

It's part of my duties to check the ship periodically.

So you're not denying you left the chambers without our knowledge.

No, that is correct.

Where were you when Lacroix died?

I knew it! Dirty snitch!

I was in sector F5-1 7.

And as a TSA agent, I do not owe you any explanations.

Arrest him.

Put your gun down!

I have immunity. You know that.

Not for murder. Put your gun down!

I might have believed you if you hadn't resisted.

Vespucci, how much time do you need for the gate?

48 hours.

Dr Portmann, return the tank back to the cargo compartment, now.

That's impossible.

I've gave the patient medication to regresses the filaments in the brain.

She's too unstable. She can't go back.

I don't care!

I want that tank returned before the gate is repaired.

This is an order! Is this clear?

- Get him to the cryo-chambers. - I must stop the bleeding first

or his blood will contaminate the cooling fluid.

You're doing a good job.

Did you receive another message from your sister?

Vespucci to the medical ward, please.

Laura! Laura, wait!

We're not going to Station 42.

Where are we going then?

To Rhea.

Could you do me a favor?

Could you check if we're really heading for Station 42?

Well?

I was on the bridge and logged into the system.

The target coordinates of our flight are confidential and encrypted,

but I'm certain we are not heading to Station 42.

And I'm also certain that...

...it's impossible to change the coordinates during the journey.

They can only be entered before the departure.

I'll try to figure out where we might be going.

But Decker was definitely not able

to change the coordinates.

How long does it take for a message to get from here to Rhea?

Forever, as usual.

Several years?

My sister answered me within just 20 minutes.

If that's true, then Lindbergh lied to us.

She's the only person who can read the target coordinates.

Decker told me we are going to Rhea.

Hey, hey, hey, look who's here!

The gate's been fixed.

So Prokoff and I are throwing a little party in the squad rooms.

- No time. I've got work to do. - What about our little party?

Thanks for your help!

But you'll join us, won't you, Doctor?

We have heated the room just for this.

You won't be staying long either, right?

The last medic left right afterwards for Rhea.

Guys like us will never be able to afford that, huh?

Doesn't taste that shitty!

Probably the radiator.

What are you doing? The party isn't over yet.

I'll get Yoshida some tea too.

OK, but hurry. And make sure Lindbergh doesn't notice anything.

She'd ruin our party.

Don't worry, I'll be right back.

Decker... That son of a bitch is gone.

If I get my hands on him...

He was woken up manually. Someone must have helped him.

So we have a stowaway on-board.

Damn it!

We'll search the entire ship.

You go with Portmann. I'll go with Prokoff.

We'll start on the main decks. I'll lock all the hatches.

If we don't find anything, we'll search the rest.

The medical ward is clear. What's your situation?

Nothing so far. We're at the air lock.

It's coming from below.

Let's check out the lower deck.

Looks like we got him.

He must be in this duct.

OK, you go in there. I'll come from the other side.

We'll finish him off.

When he notices I'm coming, he'll have to turn around.

When you see him, shoot him. Boom! Dead as a doornail!

The bastard... He killed Yoshida and Lacroix.

Don't forget that.

...deton..ate...

Everything grows again, like it used to.

We've been lied to us from the very beginning.

These plants here are edible.

The greenhouses protect the plants from the acid rain.

We purify our own water in underground tanks.

We're completely independent from the system.

And we are growing in numbers.

More and more people join us every day.

Freeze!

Laura. Thank God, you're alive.

- Vespucci! - Calm down.

- Where the hell have you been? - Everything is under control.

- We've got him. - Did you fire the shot?

- Who is that? - Bruckner.

What was your plan?

Don't try to be a Hero!

Bruckner is dead. Who are you trying to protect?

Rhea...is a simulation. A lie.

- The people in the tanks... - Nonsense.

Their brains are being used as neural units to run the simulation.

We communicate daily with people on Rhea.

Kuiper Industries is lying to all mankind.

- Everything is a cover-up. - Get him out of here.

If people knew that parts of Earth are habitable again,

the whole system would fall apart.

You killed him, didn't you?

He cracked up. He killed Lacroix.

And Yoshida?

Take him away.

- How's your little patient? - Good.

I think we can move her back to the cargo hold.

Excellent.

Prokoff and Vespucci will help you.

We can finally close the gate and you can go into cryo-sleep.

I will take over your shift.

So you know everything about Rhea.

The simulation is just a temporary solution.

Settlement on Rhea was a failure from the get-go.

The changes to the planet's ecosystem caused unforeseen consequences.

We will find another planet.

And we won't repeat the mistakes we've made on Rhea.

But until then, people need something to live for.

They need hope.

What happens to those who realize they're living in a simulation?

The simulation is perfect. I was there myself.

It's impossible for anyone to notice anything.

Why are you doing all this?

You just don't get it.

Soon we'll be on Rhea.

But you and your saboteur won't make it there alive.

No one will care about the deaths of the people who murdered the captain.

Did you know that we were going to Rhea?

But Rhea is only a simulation...

Who the hell cares?

Better than staying inside this piece of junk.

What about my little plants?

You idiot, there will be more plants than you could ever dreamed of.

On Rhea, there is everything. Everything!

I couldn't tell you the truth.

Laura, there are many reasons not to trust me.

But we're the only ones who can finish this mission.

Will you help me?

Will you help me get my sister out of the tank?

We need two people. It's impossible to enter the simulation on your own.

We'll dock at Station 42 according to schedule.

We can delay the unloading by a 30 minute timer.

When the timer expires, Kassandra will unload automatically.

Laura and I will fly to the station's mainframe module and jack her into the system.

How's that going to work?

The simulation hardware is accessible here, in the connection modules.

I will connect Laura using this interface,

right here, directly to the simulation's mainframe.

She will send a message from Rhea to Earth.

In the meantime, I will look for her sister's tank.

After that, we'll blow up the transponder of the main antenna.

The station itself stays fully operational,

which means everyone will keep living in the simulation.

But they won't be able to send any messages.

Laura's message will be the last.

I hope people back home will believe us.

STATION 42 ORBITING RH278

Is Earth really habitable again?

We've had three expeditions.

Nature is rampant.

It is reclaiming everything.

Whole cities are overgrown up to the second floor.

I'll take Ariane back to Earth.

There are millions of tanks, Laura.

Even if we do find her...

...I don't know in what condition she'll be.

She's been in the simulation for a long time.

We have to try.

I want to show her Earth.

- Has this interface been used before? - No, it's a prototype.

It works like a external VR neural connector for the simulation.

Don't be afraid.

27 minutes.

Hey, don't you think we should think this over...?

What?

I'm doing this for you and for me, the both of us!

I will not pass up this chance.

We'll throw tow guys out of their tanks and get in ourselves.

Once the ship is unloaded, we'll be on Rhea!

Damn it.

Prokoff. Can you hear me?

I have Lindbergh's badge.

Reprogram the unload timer to 10 minutes, got it?

Otherwise the other guys will make it back

and the containers won't be unloaded, and we won't be on Rhea. Got that?

We have to hurry. Meet me in the cargo hold, OK?

Decker? Can you hear me?

I have problems with my fuel cell.

Decker? Decker!

Laura?

The cell isn't working properly... I think ... the nitrogen supply...

Don't leave the ship ... ..change .. fuel cell ...

Rhea, here we come!

Laura...did .. find..cell?

...no I didn't ...

...coming anyway...

I don't think...good idea... where you are...

I'm trying to find Ariane's tank.

Laura...copy...?

Decker? Can you hear me? Decker!

I can't control my jetpack thrusters!

I'm drifting off!

Decker! Where are you?

I can see you.

I've found Ariane's tank.

It's impossible.

I'm sorry.

I want to see her.

Set the simulation coordinates to my sister's place.

I'll send the message from there.

OK.

Kassandra!

Prokoff and Vespucci... Those idiots!

We have seven minutes at most. I'll get you out manually.

OK.

Look how beautiful it is here.

Finally you can actually see it.

Finally...

And your room is almost ready too!

You look beautiful.

Come in. I'll show you everything.

Kids, look who's here!

Laura, are you crying?

Ariane, I'll be right back. OK?

What's wrong?

I love you, Ariane.

Laura, where are you going? Laura!

My name is Laura Portmann.

This is the last message from Rhea.

Rhea is not a paradise.

Rhea is a simulation.

We will provide proof.

We were all betrayed.

Everything about Rhea is a lie.

We don't need Rhea.

We still have Earth.

Earth is inhabitable again.

Nobody will ever contact Rhea again.

We're destroying the antennae now.

- Do you hear me? - Yes.

Good, we must hurry. Kassandra could launch at any time.

- You have to go back alone. - Alone?

Yes.

- I'm not leaving without you. - You have to.

We won't make it with just one jetpack. I gave you my fuel cell.

It has enough fuel to get you back to Kassandra.

I'm not leaving without you.

Go back to the girl. She's our only proof.

The engines.

Go.

I can't!

- You can. - No.

I love you.

Where's the girl?

No one will ever send messages from Rhea again.

My name is Laura Portmann.

This is the last message from Rhea.

Rhea is not a paradise.

Rhea is a simulation.

We will provide proof.

We were all betrayed.

We don't need Rhea.

We still have Earth.

Earth is inhabitable again.

Nobody will ever contact Rhea again.

We're destroying the antennae now.

subs based mostly on PumpAction & Surray's work. Edited in few spots just to make dialogs shorter by pkz, 2015, Antarctica.