All language subtitles for [SubtitleTools.com] Quantum Leap (2022) - S01E02 - Atlantis_track3_[eng]

- Dr. Ben Song risked
everything when he used

the Quantum Leap Accelerator
to travel back in time.

Now our team's working
to find out why.

As he leaps between bodies
with no memory of who he is,

he still has one hope...

That his next leap
takes him back

to the place and people
he calls home.

[intense music]

- Addison?

- "Atlantis,"
this is mission control.

Lock your visors
and initiate O2 flow.

We are go for launch in five...

- No. Wait! Wait!

Stop th...

Oh!

[rocket engines firing]

[sweeping dramatic music]

♪

[radio chatter]

- Separation confirmed.

We are go for orbit.

[indistinct radio chatter]

[celestial music]

♪

"Atlantis," Houston.

[indistinct radio chatter]

♪

- ♪ Fly me to the moon

- [laughs]

- ♪ Let me play

- Hey.

I told you we'd get
up here together.

- And it only took an entire
lifetime of training.

- Told ya.

- All right. We are lucky enough

to be the crew that puts
the first piece

of the International
Space Station in orbit.

Stratton,

you ready to take us
to our coordinates?

- Yes, sir.
- Okay.

You're showing good GPCs
in your OP 2s?

- Yep.
- Will you be ready

to start the maneuver
for payload bay door opening?

- Reynolds,

do you have any idea
how many times

I've practiced this
in the simulator?

- Hey, we are not
in the simulator anymore.

- I got it.

♪

- Sorry.

Once a pilot.

- I promise,

I'm gonna make you proud
up here.

- You already have.

♪

- ♪ Fill my heart with song

♪ Let me sing forevermore

♪ You are all I long for

♪ All I worship and adore

- David, you good?

- Yeah.

Just remind me where
the space toilet is again?

- Down in mid-deck.

[chuckles]

- ♪ In other words

- [whispering] Addison?

Can you hear me?

Addison?

[knocking]

Both: Addison.

- Hello? Addison?

Are... hi.

Oat milk, three sugars.

- Did you locate Ben?
- No.

But the system is back up
and running,

so it should only be a matter
of time before...

What... what happened?

Did somebody break in?

You don't think that
the people who did this...

- No, I did this.

- You?
- Yeah.

- W-why?

- I found Ben's phone.

He left me a message
before he leaped.

- Telling you
to trash your apartment?

- No. Telling me that
there were gonna be things

that I found out
about what he did

that wouldn't make sense to me.

Like any of this
actually makes sense.

- Okay. Okay, okay.
- But... but then why this?

- Well, I figured if he could
be hiding one thing,

then he could be hiding another.

- And is he?

- I found this flash drive
in the bookshelf.

- So what's on it?
- I was about to find out.

[soft tense music]

- [sighs] Password encrypted.

I mean, not really
a surprise there.

- Can you crack it?

- Maybe, but I don't know.

That's... that's really
more of a Jenn thing.

Did you get any sleep
at all last night?

- God, I just don't understand.

I thought we were
in this together.

- We are.
- No, me and Ben.

- Right. Yeah, sorry.

- We met at Quantum Leap.

We fell in love.

We worked side by side
for years.

We had to try to not talk
about work when we came home.

It felt like our entire
life was this project.

And now there's this
whole other part to it,

this whole other part of himself

that he kept from me.

And I'm just really
having a hard time

coming to terms
with the fact that maybe

this was never really ours.

Uh, I don't know. It...

It's hard to explain.

- I mean, I think you did

a pretty good job
of explaining it.

[phone buzzes]

[phone chimes]

Magic found something.

- Okay.

[tense music]

- I was able to recover
this image last night.

The woman helping Ben
is Janis Calavicci.

- Calavicci?

Like Al Calavicci's daughter?

- Wait, you knew
about this last night

- and you didn't say anything?
- You had a lot going on.

- Did Ben ever mention her?
- No.

What else aren't you telling me?

- Addison.

- Janis Calavicci is
a brilliant astrophysicist.

Her father ran Quantum Leap
for years.

She knows as much
about this project as anyone.

- It makes sense Ben would go
to her if he needed help.

- But, okay, what if it's
the other way around?

Maybe Janis is the one
that's behind all of this.

- Exactly. Okay, I'll ask Ben
as soon as you locate him.

It actually might
help jog his memory.

- No.

Ben not remembering anything
right now is a good thing.

- Come again?

- We need to...
- And I don't believe it,

but we have to at least consider

the possibility that Ben
has been co-opted by Janis.

- [scoffs]

- We have to at least
consider it.

And if his memory
suddenly comes back

and his plan was to do
terrible things the whole time,

there's not a lot we could do
to stop it.

- The only safeguard we have
is him not remembering

why he leaped
or what his agenda is.

- So until we figure out
what the hell is going on,

you have to go out
of your way to make sure

we don't jog his memory, okay?

- No. Not okay.

I do not agree
with this plan of attack.

- I'm sorry you feel that way.

- But I'm not asking.
- Okay, um, look.

None of us really got
a lot of sleep last night,

so maybe we should
just put a pin in this.

[device beeps]
I've got a lock on Ben.

- Where is he?

- Well... holy ship.

You're not gonna believe this.

Ben is on the space shuttle
"Atlantis,".

March 7, 1998.

[tense music]

I noticed that you didn't
mention the little thumb drive

that you found this morning
or the message

that Ben left for you.

- Look, I need to know
what Ben was thinking.

I need to know
what's on this drive.

- Well, then you should've
given it to Jenn.

- They don't trust him.

- Actually, I think that
they're trying to give him

the benefit of the doubt.

- Look, I need to know
what he was thinking.

I need to see it first.

- You remember this morning
when you were like,

"oh, I... I thought we were
in this together,"

and I thought you were
talking about you and me,

but you were actually
talking about you and Ben,

and I was quietly mortified,
but I recovered

- really gracefully?
- Ian.

- Look, splitting into two teams

right now is a mistake.

And if Ben were here,
he wouldn't stand...

- Well, he's not here.

Look, please just
unlock the drive...

For me.

Please.

♪

[door whooshes]

- You okay in there, David?
- Yep. Yeah.

You just, uh, can't
rush this sort of thing.

- First time's always
a little tricky.

- Mm-hmm.

Oh, thank God.

- Are you okay?

- I'm in a space shuttle.
- [laughs]

- I know.

- I thought I was supposed
to get pulled back

to 2022 when I left.

- Yeah, that didn't work.

- Do we know why?

- We're working on it.

However,
the team is fairly confident

we should be able to get you
back on the next leap.

- Well, I'd be more upset,

but space shuttle.

[laughs] It's very cool.

Who am I this time?

- Uh, your name's David Tamura.

- He is...
- Tamura?

Wait a minute.

- Do you remember him?

- It... David Tamura.

- Uh-oh.
- I... I idolized him

when I was growing up.

He immigrated to the U.S.
from Japan

and became an astronaut,
and I immigrated from Korea

and wanted
to become an astronaut.

[suspenseful music]

I immigrated from Korea
when I was a kid.

- Yeah.

- I'm remembering.

- Hey, Addison,
take him away from this.

- We don't want him...
- Um, that's fantastic, Ben.

What else do you remember?

- Addison!

- Um...

♪

- Nothing.
- Okay.

- Except... oh, God.
- Yes?

- David Tamura dies
on his first mission...

- This mission.
- We know.

Ziggy says there's a 92% chance
you're here to prevent that.

- Okay. How do I do that?

- Well, NASA never released
the cause of death publicly,

so we're waiting on
the classified mission report.

Until then, we just have
to keep you out of harm's way.

- Okay. Yeah.

Why do you think I'm
hanging out in the bathroom?

They expect me to know things,
and there's, like,

a million switches out there,
and if I hit the wrong one...

- Ben.

That's why I'm here.

I got you.

- There he is.

Hey, can you start
the post-insertion checklist

and get the PLB floodlights on?

- Sure can.

- Ben.

[intriguing music]

Okay.

Third dial from the left
and then right on the bottom.

- Okay.

[dial clicking]

[loud thumping]

[alarm wailing]

[dramatic music]

What'd I do?

- That wasn't you.

Payload doors are jamming.

[loud creaking]

Oh, no. If the payload shifted,

it could be blocking the...

[loud crashing]

[alarms beeping]

♪

♪

[venting gas hisses]

- [panting]

[sighs]

Report.

You guys okay down there?

- A little banged up,
but we're okay.

How about you two?

[tense music]

- Reynolds!

[soft beeping]

[sighs]

- You all right?

- Yeah.

Candace made me promise
to take care of him up here.

- Candace?
- His wife?

- Oh, right. Candace.

Yeah, love Candace.

- She didn't want him
to leave again,

but he wanted
to be up here for me.

My first flight, his last.

- He's gonna be okay.

- You know, he picked me
out of thousands of applicants.

Trained with me
day in and day out

for the better part of a decade.

Ten years of him in my ear,

"Told ya. Told ya."

- Told ya?
- Oh, you've heard him.

Every time he was right
and I was wrong,

which, annoyingly,
was most of the time,

he'd always throw
that "told ya" at me.

So aggravating at first,

but now...
Now when we really need him...

[sighs] We were just supposed
to do this together.

- He's stable.

Pretty massive concussion
and a nasty cut on his head,

but I think that's
the worst of it.

- [sighs] Max, you were right.

Payload shifted somehow,

and when it made contact
with the doors,

it triggered the thrusters
to fire on the ISS module.

- How bad is it?
- Could be better.

The explosion ruptured
our O2 tank.

We switched to backup,

but that means we only have
six hours of oxygen left.

- Six hours?
- That doesn't seem like enough...

- We'll be fine.
- I just need to talk to Houston,

figure out our next move.

- Max, I could use your help
on the flight deck.

- You got it.

- I don't suppose
I can leap now?

- Not yet,
but Ziggy says nothing changed.

- But I survived the explosion.

- You don't control
the leap, Ben.

- Okay, so if this is not
how he dies,

something worse happens up here?

We need to find out
how David dies now.

[wrench clicking]

- [clears throat]

- Magic.

- Hello, Beth.

- Oh, this is a nice surprise.

How are you?

- Good.

I'm sorry I haven't come by
since Al's funeral.

I've been meaning to, I just...

- Don't apologize.

I know how busy you are.

So what brings you by?

- I need to talk to Janis.

She's in trouble.

I need to find her.
I figured you could help me.

- What kind of trouble?

- The kind I can't
tell you about.

- The truth is, I haven't
seen her in over a year.

After Al died, she just withdrew

from me, her friends, her life.

I tried to get her help,

but it only pushed her
further away.

- I'm sorry to hear that.

I have a daughter.

I know how hard it is
to try to love them,

protect them at the same time.

But this is serious.

- Magic.

Did something go wrong
with the project?

You can tell me.

[soft dramatic music]

- It's good to see you, Beth.

You hear from Janis,
let me know.

♪

- Hey. How'd it go?
- Fine.

- Everything okay?

- Make sure we're ready to go.

If I'm right,
this could be our best shot.

[soft tense music]

♪

- How goes?

- Um, I-I mean...

[clears throat] It goes.

We just got a deluge
of files from NASA,

so there's some progress there.

- Was that Alex in here?

- Hm?

Oh, um,

yeah... yeah, no, she is...

She's just helping me implement

some tricky software
into the new Ziggy interface.

- I didn't know Alex was
on your software team.

- Mm-hmm.

- Didn't she help develop
our PTP encryption program?

- Yep.

Yep. Yep, yep, yep.

- You know what's
the worst thing about Ben

not being here right now?

He was kind of the guy
that held us all together.

You know, when Magic
and I would worry too much

about secrecy and security,

and Addison would get
bogged down

with operational details,
or you'd go down

a rabbit hole chasing
a piece of code

that ultimately didn't matter.

Ben always had this
magical ability

to pull us all together
and get us marching

in the same direction.

All of us working
towards the same goal...

- together.
- Jenn. Look, I...

- I hate seeing Magic
and Addison at odds.

Ben's not here
to smooth things over,

so it's up to us, you and me,

to keep this thing
from falling apart.

I'm not telling you to hand
that drive over right now,

but maybe the person
who gave it to you should.

Talk to her.

- Here you go.
- Oh, thank you.

[sighing] Finally.

- You know,
mentioning David triggered

a memory from my childhood.

Shouldn't you be
doing more of that,

like, using your handheld
device to show me things,

present stimuli from my life

that might trigger
more memories?

- They don't want me to.

- They?

- Ah.
- [sighs]

- In case I did this
for all the wrong reasons,

have some big, evil plan.

- God, honestly, I wish
you were on this side of it.

You are always a lot
better at dealing

with the politics of it all.

- Trust me, I wish.

But between you and me,
I think we both know

who's better suited
to be the astronaut.

- Oh, come on.

You're doing...
better than expected.

- Thank you.
- Yeah.

[both chuckling]

- For what it's worth, I get it.

- You get what?

- Keeping me in the dark until
they figure out why I leapt.

I hate it, but if I was
on that other side,

I'd probably be making
the same call, honestly.

- Yeah. You would, wouldn't you?

- Since we can't talk about me,
can we talk about you?

[soft music]

Who's the lucky guy?

Do I know him?

♪

- Uh, you wouldn't remember him.

- Fair enough.

When's the big day?

- Six months.

- I hope I'm back by then.

- You better be.

- [chuckles]

[device beeps]

- Oh, good.

We got the classified
mission report from NASA.

[sighs] Okay.

- How did David die?

- It was on a spacewalk.

He got hit by debris.

- Okay. Well, this is easy.

As long as I don't leave
the ship,

then I can leap, right?

- David, do you want
to get up here?

The explosion knocked out
long-distance comms.

We can't contact Houston.

- Okay.

- With Reynolds out,
I'm in charge,

and I'm making the call
to return to Kennedy

while our window's still open.

- Yes. Love this plan.

- Thing is, we can't land

until we close
the payload bay doors.

- Totally.
- Yeah, I know that. Yeah.

- But in order to do that,
we need to jettison

that damaged ISS module.

- The explosion fried
our remote capabilities.

- And the Canadarm got banged
up and isn't responding.

- So we need you
to get out there

and toggle
the manual release lever.

- You need me to...
- Suit up.

We need you to do
an emergency spacewalk.

[suspenseful music]

- Okay,
according to the records,

David was struck by debris
at 21:54 UTC,

which gives you 90 minutes.

Now, if you can get out there,
jettison the ISS module,

and get back in,
you should be good.

- Let's get that helmet on.

Start the pressurization tests.

- How long do those tests take?

- I don't know, 20 minutes?

- I'm good.
- Uh, we don't need those tests.

Pass, please.

- Sorry, David, we gotta
do this by the book.

- Do we?
- We have six hours of O2 left.

I understand needing
to be careful,

but I need to get out there now.

[dramatic music]

- Reynolds would do the checks.

♪

- No. David's right.

By the end of this,
seconds are gonna count.

He's not gonna
be out there long.

Let's get him in the airlock.

- Thank you.

- Nice.

♪

- You know what Reynolds
would say right now?

- Remind me.

- He'd get that serious,
noble look in his eye.

He'd lean in close and say,
"You have trained

"for every possibility
except for the one

you're about to encounter."

When you're up here for real,

it's not about following
flowcharts and checklists.

It's about trusting your gut.

Stay fluid.

Stay open.

Stay safe.

- Smart guy.

- Yeah.

He's got his moments.

Let's get you out there.

[whirring]

[David Bowie's "Space Oddity"]

- ♪ This is Ground Control
to Major Tom ♪

♪ I'm stepping
through the door ♪

♪

♪ And I'm floating
in a most peculiar way ♪

♪

♪ And the stars look
very different today ♪

- Wow.

This is...

I didn't know
you could be terrified

and amazed at the same time.

- This is crazy.

I mean,
I know I'm not really here,

but this...

This is incredible.

- Can we focus here?

I'm on a bit of a clock.

- Yeah. Right.

[dramatic music]

Open that panel.

- Thank you.

♪

- Hey.

I was just checking the feed.

Ben was remembering things,

and Addison had him
leaning into it.

- I know. I told her to stop.

- And she didn't.

You should have
killed the connection

and pulled her
from the imaging chamber.

- Well, I don't think that
would have gone over well.

- Look, I didn't
create this situation.

- Neither did she.

[device beeps]

- [huffs]
- What is it?

- Your plan worked.

About 20 minutes after
you left Beth's house,

she called Janis.

So now we have Janis' phone
and an address.

- We have an address for Janis?

- Where is she?
- Small house in Pasadena.

- Phone's still there.
- Let's move.

♪

- Okay, good.
- Now prime those two levers.

- How are we doing on time?

- Still have ten minutes,
and we're almost...

[deep rumbling]

Radio that you're
ready to jettison.

- Stratton,
I am ready to jettison.

- That's great news, David.

We're ready in here.

Go for jettison.

- All right.

Flip that red switch.

♪

- Here goes nothing.

[sweeping dramatic music]

♪

- Great work, David.
- Come on inside,

and we'll get these payload
bay doors closed.

- Thought you'd never ask.

- Ben. The debris.

- It's early.
- What?

- The records must've
been a little off.

- A little off?
- You need to get down.

Now!

[dramatic music]

♪

[rapid beeping]

- Report.

You okay out there?

- Yeah.

I just dodged some space debris.

That was close.

But I'm okay.

- You're alive.

That was amazing.

- Now I can leap.

- You don't control
the leap, Ben.

- Yeah, sure. Fine.

I can be more zen about it,
but, I mean,

David is very much alive.

I dodged the debris.

We're good, no?

- Okay. All right.

[device beeping]

N-no. No, no, no, no, no.

- That... that can't be true.
- What?

- Ben, it says because
the debris missed you,

it damaged some thermal
protection tiles.

- So what? They're just...
- No.

When the shuttle hits
the atmosphere on reentry,

the heat shields fail.

Ziggy says there's 100% chance
of the entire team dying now.

♪

[tense music]

♪

- Looks quiet.

I wonder if Janis
is still there.

- I was thinking I'd just knock,

see if she's home.

- Hey.

You need to be more delicate
with Addison.

- You think she's right,

that we should be trying
to get Ben to remember?

- No. But she's feeling

pretty out of control right now.

We are not helping.

- How do you mean?

- She didn't choose
to be the hologram.

She didn't choose for her fiancé

to leap back in time
without telling her.

She didn't choose
to be in the middle

of a scandal that could
rewrite the past

in ways we can't even imagine.

It's a lot.

I know this
is a military project,

but we're a team, Magic.

We're supposed to be, anyway.

So, you know,
cut her some slack.

Start letting her
be a part of the decisions

instead of on
the receiving end of them.

- [chuckles]

- What?

- You sure Ben didn't
leap into you?

- That might be the nicest
thing you've ever said to me.

[knocking]

[door clicks]

♪

- Everything okay?

- Not really,
but they're getting him

out of his spacesuit right now,
so he's okay for a minute.

Where are we with the drive?

- Well, um, the encryption
is next level.

I mean, it would take accessing
all of the computational power

in the building
in order to crack it,

which is something that
we cannot do very quietly.

- Okay, look,
there's got to be a way.

- Oh, um, there is, actually.

It's called asking
our friends for help.

Look, I-I don't think
that you're holding

the drive back because
you don't trust Magic and Jenn.

I think it's Ben
that you're worried about.

I mean, something on this drive
could be incriminating,

and that's scary to think about.

♪

- I'm going back in.

- Those tiles get
banged up all the time.

- It's fine.
- No, Ben.

They don't know this,
but a shuttle

with this kind of debris
damage disintegrated

upon reentry in 2003.

- That damage is substantial.

We can't attempt a reentry
without repairing them first.

- We have four and a half hours
of oxygen left,

and only another 20 minutes
to get in position

or we lose our window
to Kennedy.

So we can either attempt
reentry now

and hope for the best,

or we can suffocate up here
arguing about tiles.

- There's another option.

Mir.

- The Russians?

- Their space station should
have plenty of O2 to spare.

We top up, fix the tiles,
and head home.

- That's insane
for a thousand reasons.

- No, it's not. Ziggy says
there's an 87% chance

that you all survive
if you go to Mir right now.

- Mir gets my vote.

- Absolutely not.

We should attempt deorbit burn
now while we can.

- This isn't a democracy.

We've lost contact with Houston,

and I'm acting commander.

I make the call.
We're going to Mir.

- Like hell we are.

- Reynolds, you okay?

- No, but you're about
to get us killed up here.

- Look, a lot has
happened since you...

I have this under control...

- We are not about to go running

to the Russians for help.

Do you know how embarrassing
that would be to the program?

- I think losing a shuttle
on reentry would be worse.

- We're going home.

[tense music]

♪

- Coffee's still warm.

Looks like she was smart enough
to ditch the phone and leave.

- A risk we had to take.

Maybe she left something
behind that could tell us

what she and Ben were up to.

- Nothing looks out
of the ordinary,

except for an unnatural
love of Pottery Barn.

[dramatic music]

- Give me a hand.

♪

- Ten minutes
until our window closes.

- Look, I know you're nervous,

but Max and I have
been up here before.

The bird maybe gets knocked
around a little bit more

than you like,
but it's designed for it.

- The tile damage is severe.

- Like you said,
this is not a democracy.

Now, look, kid.
We're gonna be fine, okay?

What am I gonna say to you
when this is over?

- This is not
a "told ya" moment.

The tiles are messed up.

We're leaking O2.

The Canadarm isn't working.

And that's just
the stuff we've noticed.

The safe play
is to rendezvous with Mir.

- Samantha, get in the chair.

- I know you still look at me

like I'm some 20-year-old
rookie sometimes,

but I am right about this.

Please, I need you
to just listen to me.

Just... just see what I...

[sighs]

Candace made me promise
to get you home safe...

- Enough!

Now get in that chair

and start our deorbit burn.

Stratton!

Get her back here now.

♪

[devices beeping]

- Ben, you need to stop this.

- How?

- Do what you do best.

Get them all rowing
in the same direction.

- How can I help?
- You should go back up there.

- Why?
- Plausible deniability.

I'm gonna open
the payload bay doors

and lock them out of the system.

It'll force them
to abort reentry.

- You...
- Get up there, David.

I don't want you court
martialed if we survive this.

- She's gonna open
the payload bay doors

and force you to abort, sir.

- Ben, what are you doing?

She's trying to save you.

- You are in
a diminished capacity.

You have a concussion.

You were unconscious up until
about 15 minutes ago.

You are not of sound mind.

You should not be
in that chair right now.

- Five minutes till
we lose our window.

- What did you always say?

You're prepared
for every possibility

except for the one
you're about to encounter.

Stay fluid. Stay open.
Stay safe.

- She's only here because
I'm the one who fought for her.

- She's up here because you've
trained her to be the best.

You've been side by side
with her

for the better part of a decade,

teaching her
everything you know.

Every "told ya"
making her better,

getting her ready
for a moment just like this.

And now she's willing
to risk her career and her life

to convince you
that you are wrong.

She sees something you don't.

And just because
you don't see it right now,

you gotta trust
that what she's doing

is best for all of us.

Because she's still
the Stratton you love,

the Stratton that loves you.

[dramatic music]

So please abort deorbit.

- Commander,
we need to begin our burn.

Now.

♪

- Abort.

- Sir?

- Abort.

You two better be right
about this.

[suspenseful music]

♪

- Let's say Stratton can
get us into Mir's orbit...

- I've already mapped a course.

I can get us there
in under an hour.

- I really like her.
- Yeah.

- That solves problem one.

But still, our long-range
comms are still out.

If we can't talk to them,
we can't dock.

- Well, we can't just
pull up and honk the horn.

- Hey, when we're on the ground,

there's no way we're using
our massive,

super-powerful comms, right?

We must have high-power S band
on this thing too.

- High-power S band. Great idea.

- Nice, Ben.

- That only works line of sight.

Someone would have to be
in the payload area,

pointing the antenna
right at them.

[tense music]

♪

- Oh, wait. Hold on.

Um, there's probably
another way.

- You up for another
spacewalk, buddy?

- Excellent.

[devices beeping]

- [whistles]
- You got to hand it to her.

She doesn't skimp
on the processing power.

- That's Ben's handwriting.

- What do you think it means?

- I have no idea.

- Hey, she knows we're here.

[tense music]

- We better move fast.

[computers beeping]

- The computers are
password protected.

- Check the servers.
- Make sure it's not bolted down.

- They are... and they're
modified torque screws.

I am starting to like
this woman despite myself.

I can pull out the screws
and remove the drive.

- Make it quick.

[muffled ambience]

- Just admit it.

You love spacewalks.

- I'm trying to work.

- Two in one day,
that's all I'm saying.

[tender music]

♪

- Thank you.

- Uh, for which thing?

- [chuckles]

For, uh, not giving up on me.

For helping me.

For helping the guy
that no one trusts.

- I trust you.

- You do?

- Yeah, Ben.

I do.

♪

[device beeping]

- We're good.

"Atlantis," we're ready to
make that collect call to Mir.

- Copy that. Stand by.

[tense music]

♪

- Okay.

I've got the antenna
pointed right at Mir.

- Best-case scenario,
from them acknowledging us

to us connecting up
to the Russian O2,

how long will that take?

- At least an hour.

- And how much oxygen
do we have left?

- Hour 15?

- So we have 15 minutes for them

to talk to us
or this is all for nothing?

♪

Mir, this is U.S.
Space Shuttle "Atlantis."

Do you copy?

[radio static]

[no audible dialogue]

I repeat.

This is Space Shuttle
"Atlantis."

- We are in distress.
- Come on.

Come on.

[cell phone buzzes]

- Hello, Magic.

- Janis.

- You didn't need to use
Beth like that.

She always liked you.

- She's the only reason
you're not in jail right now.

- I'm not in jail right now
because you couldn't find me.

- Listen, I just want to talk.

I'm trying to understand
what you got Ben into.

- What I?

[laughs]

Ben came to me.

He knocked on my door
and asked for my help.

None of this was my idea.

- What's in it for you?

I've gone through his financials

with a fine-tooth comb.

I know he's not paying you.

- Stay out of our way, Magic.

- Janis, just come in,
talk to me.

We can work this out.

- Your time is up.
- I would leave if I were you.

I've taken precautions.

[dramatic music]

♪

[electricity crackling]

- Jenn, we gotta go.

- I'm almost there!
- Jenn.

It's not worth it. Come on!

She's gonna burn up
the basement!

♪

- You okay?
- [coughs] Yeah.

Appreciate the concern,
but it was totally worth it.

[alarm beeping]

- Mir, this is "Atlantis."

We have four astronauts
on board.

We are running out of oxygen.

[radio static]

Mir, I repeat.

This is U.S.
Space Shuttle "Atlantis."

- Do you copy?
- Jim.

They can't hear us.

- [sighs]

- I don't understand.

Even if they can't hear you,
how can they not see you?

The shuttle is all white
and huge.

- It's the middle
of the night UTC time.

They're sleeping.

That's why they don't
know we're here.

[tense music]

♪

I'm gonna wake them up.

- He just unclipped
his safety tether.

David, what are you doing?

- We're out of time.

I'm gonna go knock
on their door.

- Oh, my God, he's gonna jump.

- Ben, wait. What are you doing?

- I'm controlling the leap.

- Ben!

[intense music]

♪

[dramatic music]

- [loud thud]
- [grunts]

Ah!

Aah!

- Ben, hold on!

- [grunting]

- That was close.
- Yeah, too close.

Are you okay?

- Yeah.

Now let's see if anyone's home.

Come on. Is anyone there?

You gotta be kidding me!

[laughs] Hi!

- [laughing]

- We need help.

Help.

[laughter]

[soft orchestral music]

♪

"Atlantis."

Decided to make a house call.

I have contact with Mir.

[relieved laughter]

- Way to go, David.

- I can't believe it.

- Hey.

Hey, uh,

I'm... I'm sorry.

♪

- Told ya.

[laughs]

[device beeping]

- What's Ziggy say?

- They survive, all of them.

They dock with Mir,
make their shuttle repairs,

and make it home safe.

Stratton becomes
a shuttle commander,

and David becomes one
of the first astronauts

to live on
the International Space Station

once it's completed.

- That's great.

[soft dramatic music]

But what are the chances
this leap takes me home?

♪

- Honestly, it's 50/50, Ben.

But I promise you,
no matter what happens,

I am going to be with you
every step of the way...

until we get you home.

- Thank you.

I'm so glad we could do this...

together.

[dramatic music]

♪

[knocking]

- Ben's code didn't
bring him back.

We're still not sure why.

- We'll find him.

We'll get it to work eventually.

I want to... [sighs]

I'm sorry.

I should have told you
about Janis earlier.

And deciding how
to handle Ben's memory

should have been
a group discussion.

- I appreciate that.

But you were right.

Even Ben thinks so.

- Hm.

- Until we have
a better understanding

of his motivations,

we should keep him in the dark.

- I spent my entire life
in the military.

And when things go sideways,

I default to barking orders.

But this project is different.

It's gonna take all of us
to figure this out.

I need you.

- Thanks, Magic.

- We were able
to track down Janis.

She slipped through our fingers,

but we recovered one
of her hard drives.

Let me show you.

- Well, surprise, surprise.

It's encrypted. [Sighs]

- Jenn, can you hack it?
- I tried.

But without an encryption key,
it could take months.

- Or never.
- Well, it's likely

that Ben kept a digital key
that he could insert

into the mainframe
that would decrypt the servers.

Um, he probably kept it
on a thumb drive or...

[clears throat]

- I can help with that.

I found this in my apartment
this morning.

I should have turned it over
when I found it.

- It's okay.

We're all figuring
this out as we go.

- I was scared
of what was on it,

but I'm not anymore.

Ben might not remember
who he is, but I do.

I saw it today on "Atlantis."

He's, uh...

He's still Ben.

- Let's see what's on it.

[tender music]

♪

[device beeps]

[computer beeping]

- Yeesh. That's a lot of data.

I think it's cycling like this
because it was designed

with a 3D construct in mind.

Hold on. Let me...

[keyboard clacking]

[whirring, beeping]

[dramatic tone]

[tense music]

♪

Millions of variables

representing millions
of places in time.

♪

- What is that?

- Uh... that's a destination.

I... I think that Ben uploaded
all of this new code

and got into the machine
because he was trying

to get to a specific place,

a specific point in time.

But I don't know where or when.

- Or why.

[suspenseful music]

♪

[bell dings]

[grunting]

- [high-pitched ringing]
- Keep your hands up!

Why are you looking at me?

He's the one
to keep your eyes on.

- Wait a second, there must
be a misunderstanding.

Okay, I... [echoing grunt]