All language subtitles for Andromeda 3 - 2024

(ethereal music)

(static crackling)

- Greetings, and
welcome to Andromeda.

My name is Commander
Joseph Sharp,

and if you’re watching
this message right now,

it means you’re well on your
way to your new home, Neo.

Currently, your
body’s in a state

of hyperchambic cryosleep.

You’re also traveling on one
of our Crawford luxury cruisers

named after our founders,

just like the one you
see behind me here.

The trip should only
take three short years,

thanks to William Crawford
and his invention,

the neuro inhibitor.

Once you reach the far end
of the Andromeda Galaxy,

where you will be equipped
with your very own Prodigy chip

so that your body
may adjust properly

to the atmosphere here on Neo.

And speaking of Neo, at 10
times the size of Earth,

it is nothing short
of spectacular.

But you’ll see all
that for yourself.

For now, sit back, relax,
and enjoy your sleep

while on your journey
to the furthest edge

of the Andromeda Galaxy.

I know you’re
gonna love it here,

and we can’t wait to welcome
you to your new home.

(static crackles)

(dramatic music)

(dramatic orchestral music)

(spaceship whirring)

(birds chirping)

(doorbell buzzes)

(door opens)

(footsteps approaching)

- Sir.

- Reynolds?

- That’s correct.

Whose house is this?

- The Operations
Library Division

said you’ve been to Sylvanus.

- A long time ago.

- 16 Marines go
into those woods,

one man comes out: you.

Care to explain that?

- It was a battle

- With an infected
species, the Nico virus,

responsible for
wiping out every order

within 6,000 acres
of that target,

a target that you
made it out of alive.

- Seems like you
already know the story.

You invite strangers
over to share?

You gonna make s’mores?

We were a kill squad. Black Ops.

Commander Sharp
started the program

shortly after we
arrived on this planet.

Closed down two years ago.

But you already knew all that.

Nobody wants to know about
what happened in Sylvanus.

Not around here.

I suggest you find
Commander Sharp

and make sure he knows
what you’re doing.

- I already know.

Please, feel free
to have a seat.

- This is your home?

- Yeah.

Welcome.

To be honest with you, I
prefer to work from here.

I absolutely hate the office.

There’s just no room to
think in those glass cells.

(pensive music)

There were rumors you died.

- Well, the bad
thing about a rumor

is it can spread
around an entire world

before the truth even has a
chance to put its boots on.

- Sylvanus. What happened?

- We just went over that.

- Yeah, well, I’d like
to go over it again,

unless you have something
more important to be doing.

(tense music)

- It was an extraction mission.

(dramatic music)

The extraction team was
dropped off into the woods.

I was team lead.

Most of these guys had
never seen action before.

And since we didn’t exactly
know we were looking for,

everything was important.

We walked the LZ.

Once we spotted them, we
started to put them down,

the entire horde.

(intense music)

(heavy gunfire)

I had been in dog fights before,

but this, this was different.

They just kept coming
outta the trees,

so many of them we
couldn’t keep count.

(heavy gunfire)

(heavy gunfire)

- And the actual extraction?

- It never happened.

After we disposed of the bodies,

we combed the entire force,

but we didn’t find the source.

- [Martin] Of?

- The pathosis.

Whatever turned
those things into

what they became.

- The reason you didn’t find
anything that day, Casey,

is because there wasn’t
anything to be found.

- I don’t understand.

- Martin, would you give
us the room, please?

(pensive music)

(Joseph sighs)

You know, when I first
arrived at this planet,

William Crawford warned that
there’d be days like these.

(Joseph chuckles)

- [Casey] He was
your mentor, right?

- Yeah, mentor.

He’s the real reason why we’re
even here in the first place.

He entrusted me with
keeping this planet safe

while he and his son explored
the rest of the universe.

I remember him telling me that

the future belongs
to those who believe

in the beauty of their dreams

but also in the darkness
of their nightmares.

- You’re talking about
what happened Sylvanus.

- Like I said, there was
no extraction mission.

We already knew that pathosis

had been teleported
outta those woods

before you and your men

were even commissioned
to arrive there.

- Then why send us?

(Joseph sighs)

- Containment.

We had to be absolutely certain

that nothing made it out
of those woods alive,

even at the expense
of our own men.

- Who stole the pathosis?

- That part we
don’t know, Casey.

- So by men died for nothing?

- No, your men died
so life could go on!

You and I wouldn’t even be
standing in this room right now

if it weren’t for those Marines!

That virus,

it would’ve spread through
the cosmos like a wildfire.

Those Marines are heroes.

The same goes for you.

- So what is it
you want from me?

What are you selling?

(Joseph sighs)

- I...

(Joseph sighs)

I was wondering
what it would take

to convince you
to go back there.

- To Sylvanus?

For what purpose?

- I need you to
save my life, Casey.

(birds chirping)

(heavy gunfire)

(heavy gunfire)

(heavy gunfire)

(Casey gasping)

(Casey breathing heavily)

(pills rattling)

(faucet running)

(heavy gunfire)

(loud explosion)

- Where were you this time?

- The woods.

Again.

- We should write it down.

- No.

There’s nothing new.

It’s the same thing
over and over.

- Look, sooner or
later you’ll forget.

- And if I don’t?

- It’ll take more
than bad memories

to scare me away from you.

- Sleep.

- I’m awake.

I’ll put on some coffee.

- I’m trying.

I am.

Just these bad dreams.

- Then we’ll start
making new dreams,

happy ones, together.

(Marie sighs)

(birds chirping)

- [Casey] All right,
I’m here. Now what?

- [Martin] Commander?

- Oh, proceed.

- What I’m about to
show you is classified.

(controller beeps)

Any idea what this is?

That’s Nico.

It’s complex virus

that does the simplest
of things to its victims.

It rapidly speeds up
the aging process.

That’s what you saw on Sylvanus.

Skin and bone.

- They look like zombies.

- Cognitive functions erode
as quickly as the body.

- When I first came here,

I read a brief about
colonized weapons,

how the species that inhabited
this planet before we arrived

were able to weaponize
the populace.

- William Crawford
forbid the Neo military

from declassifying that brief.

He was adamantly opposed
to such a notion,

because we came here to
live in peace, not make war.

- So who let the virus out?

Who turned it into a weapon?

So someone who’s
not in this room

doesn’t share William’s
same affinity for Kumbaya.

- We know very little
about the species

that inhabited Sylvanus,
but what we do know

is that someone got
their hands on that virus

long enough to test it there

and then remove it from
that part of the planet.

Until now.

- "Until now"? What
does that mean?

- It means we’ve
tracked the virus origin

back to those woods.

- We’d like for you to
take a trip back there

and see if you can
locate it for us.

- With a team?

- Just you.

A team will attract the kind
of attention we don’t want.

- Casey, you were
the only Marine

to survive that
disaster last time.

I wouldn’t dream of asking
anyone else to do this.

- Commander Sharp is dying.

If the Nico virus can
speed up one’s lifecycle,

we have reason to believe
we can reverse the effects.

Commander Sharp has offered
his body up to that research,

but in order to do this,

we need the pathosis
brought back here.

- When?

- We’d give you the night.

We’ll bring the neuro
inhibitor here in the morning.

It’s a full day’s trip to
that side of the planet.

And timing is of the
utmost importance.

We need to get the virus
before anyone else does.

- Remember when you’re
thinking about this,

you could be helping
this old man out.

(pensive music)

(Marie sniffs)

- What’s in this one?

- Coffee.

- You know, they look
so different from here

than they did back home.

- You think so?

(coffee pours)

- Yep.

Although, I don’t remember
if I ever took the time

to look at them.

I mean actually stop
and really look,

wonder why they’re
there, for what purpose.

- Tends to be the case.

You don’t know what you’ll
miss till it’s gone.

- What’s on your mind?

- There was someone
else there that day.

- What do you mean?

(heavy gunfire)

- I saw it.

(loud explosion)

It was only for a few seconds,

but I saw it with
my own two eyes.

We weren’t alone that day.

- How come you never
mentioned this before?

- Who would I tell?

- Me!

I mean, did you even
write any of it down?

- Two years I’ve been writing
nonsense in that notebook.

And for what? Nothing changes.

- What aren’t you telling me?

(tense music)

- Commander Sharp asked
me to go back to Sylvanus.

- What? Why?

That place isn’t ruins!

- He wants me to find
what we set out to get

the first time around.

- Well, what did you say to him?

(emotional music)

- I leave in the morning.

- You know, it never got
dark enough back home.

That’s why I never
saw the stars.

- And now?

- I can see them
just fine from here.

(Marie scoffs)

(somber music)

- [Casey] I’m online.

Navigation is online.

Prepping reverse
blasters for landing.

- [Joseph] All right, but
watch your entry down there.

There could be some solar
disturbances on the surface.

Now pay attention.

With high winds down there,

you want to use the marine rover

to get to the other end
of the landing zone.

Now, you remember how to
fly one of those, right?

- [Casey] It’s been a minute.

Hopefully it’s
like riding a bike.

(tense music)

I’m picking up a weak
beacon. Are you seeing this?

- [Joseph] Yeah,
it’s faint, but yes.

Listen, let me
know what you find.

- [Casey] There’s
something down here.

Projection,

Alive.

Negative.

I don’t think I’m
alone out here.

I’m picking up
signals everywhere.

- [Joseph] We’re
seeing the signals too,

but it could be the
storm interference,

so just keep going, but keep
your eyes and ears open.

You hear me, Casey?

- [Casey] It looks clear.

I don’t see anything alarming
besides the projection.

Sending you visuals.

(electricity crackling)

Wait, I’ve got
movement on my six.

- [Joseph] Casey, you
gotta get outta there.

If you get caught,
the mission is lost.

- [Casey] Who would
know we were here?

- [Joseph] I don’t know. Just
get the hell outta there!

Martin is opening a portal,
but we need a clearing.

It’s 200 meters north, so
you gotta get moving now.

We need you back here in one
piece. Just remember that.

- I’m on my way.

Keep whatever the hell it is
that’s down there off my ass

until I reach the portal.

(portal jangling)

(dramatic music)

(electricity whirring)

It doesn’t make sense.

No one knew I was coming.

I didn’t even make
it outta the woods.

- Someone or something
was already there.

- Their codec was old. It
was like an ancient species.

- Someone must have
beat us to the punch.

- Which means we’re
not the only ones

looking for the Nico pathosis.

- Yes, but why?

- Maybe another
civilization wants to use it

the same way we do.

- Or maybe they don’t want us
to get our hands on it at all.

- So what do we do?
We just give up?

- We can’t give up. We
we find another way.

We still have a weak
signal on the pathosis.

- Where?

- [Martin] The payload is
still coming from Sylvanus.

- Send me back.

- Right now? You left your ship.

- Archive says another
went down there.

If we wait any longer, might
lose our only chance at this.

You have clearance?

- Look around. Look
at where we are.

- This isn’t legal?

What?

- Have you ever heard of
the Elliptical Accords?

- It was something
Aiden Crawford brokered

when we arrived
here, an agreement.

Why?

- [Joseph] It’s more
than an agreement, Casey.

The accords became
our constitution

living peacefully
alongside the species

that already
inhabited this planet.

- A blade of grass is
a commonplace on Earth;

it would be a miracle on Neo.

Our descendants on Neo will know

the value of a patch of green.

You value the human race highly,

yet we have seen
from a distance.

dark passages that mankind
has himself sealed.

- [Joseph] Aiden Crawford
broke with the deal,

and the human migration
began shortly after that.

But we live and die
by those accords.

Think of them as the Ten
Commandments of space travel,

the ethics of the cosmos.

- [Aiden] You have my word,

the human race will learn
the value of this place.

- Then it’s agreed.

Migration with exploration
shall be allowed.

Every surviving species
has become spacefaring.

Your kind should
be no different.

- What I’m saying is
any unplanned excavation

violates those accords.

- But this is a mission.

- Missions of any kind

are to be logged in
a universal database.

Full transparency.

- And we didn’t do that?

- No.

Hence the need for discretion
with finding an Nico virus.

- Yes, but if someone is looking
for the same thing we are,

doesn’t it mean they’re
breaking the same rules as us?

- [Martin] Only if
they’re one of the species

bound by the accords.

- He’s right.

Because we have no idea
who we’re up against here.

They can be from another planet.

They could be from a
completely different universe

for all we know.

But once that pathosis is
gone, it’s gone forever.

- I’m a soldier. This
should be simple.

- You’re right, Casey,
you are a soldier.

But this, this takes
some decorum, all right?

Think of this as a
ballroom dance, right?

Steps must be carefully
planned, or else.

- Or else what?

- [Martin] Or else
we’ll be asked to leave.

- And by "leave" he
means exterminated.

(Joseph sighs)

Casey, do you
remember that mission

you made to the ancient temples?

- How could I forget?

(impressive music)

(kicks and punches thudding)

- We gave that guy
one hell of a fight.

Our species, we’re defined
by so many close calls.

But this one, this one
could do us in for good.

(birds chirping)

- [Marie] Are we
gonna talk about it?

- I’m home, aren’t I?

- This time.

You’re going back out
there, aren’t you?

- I’m not sure.

- Do not do that to me.

Do not start that whole "man
of a few words" thing with me.

- What do you want
me to say, Marie?

I don’t know.

- [Marie] You don’t know?

- This is who I am.

I’m a Marine.

(Marie scoffs)

- You’re not a Marine anymore.

And I came here to be with you,

not lie awake in bed, wondering
if I’d ever see you again.

- You came here for the same
reason as everyone else.

Earth died.

You had a choice: come
here or die alongside it.

You made a decision.

Besides, you didn’t even
know me till you got here.

(Marie scoffs)

- Oh?

Oh. So all the messages,

the countless hours on
video calls, that was what,

just me wasting my time

getting to know someone
on another planet?

- That’s not what I meant.

- Commander Sharp
doesn’t own you.

- I’m trying to get this right!

The bad dreams?

You think I can get
all that handled

by scribbling in some
damn notebook every night?

The only way I can get right
is to find the pathosis.

If it can help Sharp,
it can help me.

Hey.

Hey, we’re not done.

Marie!

(soft music)

(Marines marching)

(dramatic music)

(loud explosion)

(Casey gasps)

(Casey breathing heavily)

(pills rattling)

(faucet running)

(Casey breathes deeply)

(typing on keyboard)

- Casey, what the hell
are you doing here?

- Can’t sleep.

You?

- Work!

I didn’t know you were coming
up. Is everything all right?

- What’s wrong with him?

Sharp.

- He has a degenerative
muscle disorder.

Basically all of his cognitive
functions are collapsing.

One day he’ll wake up and
might not be able to walk.

The next, he loses
his arm function,

until finally he loses the rest

until there’s nothing left.

- And the doctors here think

that whatever we need on
Sylvanus will solve all that?

- That’s the idea.

- Idea?

Ideas can be dangerous.

So what about me?

What about the
nightmares? The headaches?

- Nothing is documented.

But Sharp strongly
believes the Nico virus

can be genetically altered.

So, yes.

- Can I tell you something?

That day on Sylvanus, when my
whole unit was slaughtered,

there was someone else out
there with us in the woods.

(heavy gunfire)

- [Martin] Really?

- Then I go back,

and there’s someone
else already there.

It’s like they’re always one
step ahead of us. Martin,

- What are you suggesting?

- I don’t know.

Maybe we need to go
at this another way.

- [Martin] Such as?

- Get me in the air tonight.

Once I get to the woods turn
all location beacon’s on.

I’ll make my way from there.

- [Martin] I’m pinging
a location now.

(lander whirring)

(tense music)

- [Casey] Talk to me, Martin.

- [Martin] All clear.

There’s a tunnel on the
other end of the woods.

The pathosis signal
is coming from there.

- [Casey] I’m on my way.

Okay, I’m here.

- [Martin] Good.

Further in, you should
see an old comm center.

The pathosis signal is strongest
there, so keep an eye out.

(suspenseful music)

Shit! Casey, you’ve got company!

Behind you! 100 meters!

Find the comms fast!

- [Casey] How many of them?

- [Martin] Too many!
You need to move now!

(suspenseful music)

(sparks crackle)

- [Casey] Someone’s been here.

Projections, all dead.

- [Martin] Do you
see the pathosis?

- [Casey] Martin, did you
hear what I just said?

(suspenseful music)

- [Martin] They’re
closing in! Find it now!

- [Casey] This ought
to help us move faster.

- [Martin] Casey,
there’s another signal.

- [Casey] More bogies?

- [Martin] No, this
is something else.

Get the hell out of there!

(suspenseful music)

- What the?

(electronic chirping)

What was that?

- I don’t know.

- They were dressed
like me, like a soldier.

- I said I don’t know.

- What’s happening here?

The bots I understand,

but why would our own
people be following me?

And who told them I was
there in the first place?

- I don’t know.

- What happens now?

- Now?

Now I get to tell
Sharp what we did.

We failed, Casey.

Which probably means someone
else got that pathosis

out of that room, and now we
have no way of tracking it

until we get a
location nailed down.

- Well, how long
is that gonna take?

- I don’t know.

Could be never.

It’s early. I mean, it’s late.

Or both. The point
is the sun is up.

Just go home.

- The mission in the woods?

The tunnel just now?
Dead projections?

Something doesn’t
make sense here.

- Before you start
asking questions

about things you don’t
want to know answers to,

I suggest you see Sharp.

Yeah, it’s me.

He’s coming.

- [Casey] Sir.

(Joseph groans)

- Casey, the funny thing about
the truth when you get old

is that the truth makes it
easy to remember things.

Lies are just too
complicated to remember.

Trust me.

- I want you to
be honest with me.

- The fountain of youth.

(portal humming)

That’s what Aiden
Crawford called-

- The Nico pathosis.

- Nico pathosis, that’s right.

He discovered it about a decade

before we began
our migration here.

That’s what the accords
were originally intended for

and set up to protect.

You see, Casey, something
isn’t really true

until you discover that men
are willing to die for it.

- Who else knows?

- Just us.

And the various species that
attended the accords meeting.

- So then you call
another meeting

and find out which one of them

is trying to get their
hands on the Nico virus.

- Well, even if that were
possible, what would I tell them

as to why we even want
it in the first place?

- Commander, you’re a pioneer.

You’re responsible for
altering the span of time

and saved an entire
race in the process.

I’d say you’re
entitled to it, sir.

- Pouring it on a little thick
there, aren’t you, captain?

(Joseph chuckles)

You know, Martin called
me before you showed up.

I already know, and
I’m not angry. I’m not.

It was a noble thing you did.

- I didn’t think anyone would
be there when I arrived.

How well do you know Martin?

- What do you mean how
well do I know him?

- I showed up here,

and he was doing
something on his laptop,

something I’m pretty sure
he didn’t want me to see.

- Go on.

- Every time I show up
on Sylvanus with a plan,

someone else was already there.

Who else has knowledge
of what we’re doing here?

- It’s you and me.

- And Martin.

I’m not saying
Martin is doing this,

but I’m also not
saying he’s not.

The only way to be sure
is to get his laptop

and log into his server access.

- All right.

I’ll take care of it. I will.

You’re dismissed,
Captain Reynolds.

(Joseph gulps)

Martin trying to kill me.

(anxious music)

- [Aiden] I used to
be just like you.

- Aiden?

- Why do we love the stars?

Is it hope?

Destiny?

Or is it just important
for us to believe

that falling stars can
make our wishes come true?

- You’re not really here?

- That’s right.

- [Casey] Where are you?

- Far, far away.

Too far to even come back
here, that’s for sure.

- Why did you come?

- We’re connected, you and I.

- [Casey] Connected how?

- You know, I’ve learned
something valuable up here.

Your sense of
worth means nothing

until you look up and see it
reflected in somebody else.

We’re all connected by
the vastness of space.

It’s like folding a piece
of paper over and over.

It creates distance.

But you can still touch both
ends with the same hand.

You’re dealing with
it, aren’t you?

The space.

- Ever since I came here, I
haven’t felt like a human.

This place is home, but
what is home really?

And now I’m pushing
away the only person

who has ever cared about
how I felt up here.

- Then stop pushing.

- It’s a little too
late for all that.

- A thousand fibers connect
us with our fellow men.

And among those fibers,
as sympathetic threads,

our actions run as causes,

and they come back
to us as effects.

- Your father trusted
Sharp, didn’t he?

- [Aiden] Very much, as did I.

Why do you ask?

- I don’t know.

Something’s going
on on Sylvanus.

- The Nico virus.

Yeah, we all know about that,

even as far away as we are.

- I think someone’s trying
to get their hands on it

before we do.

- [Aiden] For what purpose?

- I don’t know for certain,

but I think it can be
manipulated in some way.

- Have you asked Sharp?

He’s always been a
straight shooter.

- He’s looking into it.

There’s someone I think might be

playing both sides
of the fence here.

- I meant did you ask
Sharp if it’s him.

- But you just told
me you trusted him.

- Casey, in all
my years exploring

the furthest corners
of the universe,

it has become my opinion

that you don’t always
wanna find the stray dog,

rather the person responsible
for letting him off the leash.

(emotional music)

(explosions)

(heavy gunfire)

- Sir?

- You realize I never
leave this house, Martin.

- Where would you go?

I had a good friend and
colleague back home.

His name was Robert McGrady.

I wonder whatever
happened to him.

- Commander, should
we be worried?

- No, there’s no sense
in worrying about things

that are out of our control.

(Joseph coughing)

What I’d like for you to do

is get Casey to the
pathosis and quickly.

We’re gonna move
ahead as planned.

And get rid of that thing, now.

(Joseph coughing)

(Marie sighs)

- You were right.

I shouldn’t take my personal
frustrations out on you.

I am sorry.

And please don’t shut me out.

What can I do?

- The mission to Sylvanus.

What did you see?

This is how you keep
me in your life.

- It was mayhem.

We were told we were gonna
be alone in the woods.

(heavy gunfire)

(fires roaring)

Skin was hanging
off their bodies.

I had seen stuff like that
back home in Africa, you know?

Never thought anything
would top that.

(heavy gunfire)

This did.

Anyway, we fought off
as many as we could.

I mean, they just kept
coming out of the trees.

But there was this one...

(heavy gunfire)
(dramatic music)

(explosion)

This one that didn’t
look like the others.

It had armor on
and glowing eyes.

And it was as if...

As if it was content
just to sit there

and watch the rest of
us kill each other.

- What was it?

- That’s the thing
that haunts me most.

(heavy gunfire)

- [Marie] Why?

- Because someone once told me

sometimes you have to
see your own reflection

to understand your self-worth.

- Your men didn’t
die because of you.

I don’t think that’s the reason
you can’t sleep at night.

- No?

- I think the reason you
have these awful memories

is because you don’t know
why you were really there

in the first place.

(phone buzzing)

What is it?

- Martin. He wants
you to come in.

- No!

You can’t keep doing
this to yourself.

- I don’t know who
I can trust anymore.

And I wanna make damn sure
I can find out who I can.

If staying here is the only
way I can convince you to stay,

wait for me.

Think about it real hard,

and when I get back, if
you still want me around,

I swear I will never
leave you again.

(Marie sighs)

(Marie sighs)

(birds chirping)

- Casey, what are
you doing here?

- Last time I went in,
you led me to that tunnel,

because you knew someone
else was with me, didn’t you?

- What?

- Don’t ask me to repeat myself.

The tunnel. You knew
I was being followed!

- Don’t be ridiculous.

- I’m not talking about
the bots, neither.

You saw him. It was a soldier.

Don’t bullshit me, Martin!

- I don’t have any idea
what you’re talking about.

- No?

Log in.

I wanna see the memory server
bank from that night. Do it!

- I can’t do that.

- Sure you can.

You can do whatever
you want, right?

Or maybe you’re just a dog

that got let off the leash.

- I can’t.

- Why the hell not?

- [Joseph] Because I
swore him to secrecy.

(tense music)

- Sharp?

- You know that
message you received?

It wasn’t from Martin.

It was from me.

I’m sorry, Casey. I truly am.

It was never my intention
for you to find out this way.

- What did you do?

- I saw an opportunity
and I took it.

William Crawford never believed

in weaponizing the
technology on this planet,

but he was never
around long enough

to see the need for it.

- You lied to him?

- No, I omitted.

I sent you and your Marines in

to eliminate the
infected species,

and while you were doing that,

I asked another species to
go in and steal the pathosis.

- What species?

- One that wasn’t
at the accords,

one that was able to
test the virus safely

on their own planet
and then let me know

if the effects of it
could be reversed.

- The dead projections?

- The species.

When they realized how much
power the Nico virus had,

they did not want part with it,

and that was not part of
our agreement, believe me.

They began placing pieces
of it all over the planet.

I ended up sending another group
of Marines in to find them,

and after a while, there
were complications.

- We’ve recovered
90% of the pathosis.

- And the bots?

- The bots, they work
for me, private security.

They know nothing
about my mission.

- Your mission?

You’re no soldier.

- Maybe not in the truth sense.

But you said it
yourself, I’m a pioneer.

I run into the unknown while
others run away from it.

Does that sound familiar?

- So was any of it true?

Any of it about you? Are
you even really dying?

- I may have overacted a
little bit, but it’s all true.

Now, you might consider me
some kind of arms dealer.

That’s fine.

But my life is coming to an end,

and this pathosis is my last
chance at saving myself,

not to mention that the
countless other species

that could benefit
from it in the process.

That includes yourself.

- You don’t give
a shit about me!

- I don’t give a shit?

I wouldn’t send you
in to do something

that I would refuse
to do myself.

I’m just not in a-

- It was you!

(tense music)

In the tunnel, pointing
your pistol at me!

- I had to be sure.

- [Casey] Sure of what?

- That you could be trusted.

- Well, how do you
expect me to trust you,

- Casey, just go back in
there, find the pathosis,

and bring it back to
me, and you’ll see.

If the de-aging
process works for me,

I can cure millions
of sick people

and maybe even save life
itself all in one fell swoop.

- No deal.

- [Martin] He wasn’t
really asking.

- Marie, right? Your
significant other?

(paper rustling)

This is her work visa,

and it looks like
it’s up for review

at the end of this month.

Hmm.

You know, if you do this for me,

I can make sure she
never has to worry

about going back to that
dead planet ever again.

Because if she goes back there,

you know that’s a
death sentence, right?

You refuse to do this for me,

I’ll make sure she’s on
the very next pod back.

- You wouldn’t.

- You want to try me?

(tense music)

- All right,

But, Sharp,

I shoot to kill.

(Joseph sighs)

(portal humming)

(spacecraft whirring)

(suspenseful music)

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

- [Joseph] All right
Martin, I’m here.

I’m uploading the
data link as we speak.

- [Martin] He’s close.

- [Joseph] All right, just keep
him off me until we’re done.

Then finish it.

- [Casey] You better hurry.

(suspenseful music)

(sparks crackle)

- [Casey] Sharp! Step
away from the comms desk!

- [Joseph] I’m sorry, Casey,

but this is the
way it has to be.

- [Casey] You killed
the projections

after they figured
out your plan!

- [Joseph] You’re too smart,
Casey, maybe for your own good.

Now come on out, and
let’s finish this!

(gun firing)

(guns firing)

(Joseph grunts)

(portal humming)

- He’s dead.

(Martin groaning)

- What are you gonna do to me?

Kill me?

- You’re gonna answer for this.

- Casey.

- When I get back, I
suggest you don’t be here.

Do you understand?

- Back from where?

- To find accord members.

William Crawford had a
vision for this place,

and this, this is not it!

You can answer for that,

(smacks back)

(Martin cries)

- [Joseph] But in reality,

Martin wouldn’t have
to answer for anything.

Remember this?

- Telekinetic holography.

- [Joseph] You see,
technology is like magic.

You have to see
it to believe it.

While everything you just saw
was happening back on Neo,

I was actually here
on this planet.

Martin was right, I
am dying. (chuckles)

We all are.

But that wasn’t the only reason

I tried so hard to get my
hands on hands on pathosis.

Remember this guy?

Seemed pretty inconsequential
last time you saw him,

but he is most definitely not.

After the attack on
NB-22, this happened.

An army of technology
created with one purpose:

the extermination
of our species.

I met with our
allies in the cosmos,

but they informed me that
the demise of our species

was inevitable.

See, we’ve done too much damage,

too much rearranging in
the space-fabric of time.

There would be only one way
to change our shape now.

I’ll have to go back.

That will be my new mission.

Not to ND-22 or NASA

or anywhere else I’ve
traveled for that matter.

No, I’ll have to
save the human race.

I’ll have to find this woman.

She holds the key.

But that mission we’ll have
to save for another time.

(soft music)

(Casey clears throat)

- I thought about what you said.

Is it done?

For now.

- That sounds ominous.

- That’s not coffee.

(Marie chuckles)

- Yeah, well,

some mornings you need a
little something extra.

- I think I can get rid of
the notebook for a while,

get some sleep for a change.

- Over for now isn’t
the same as being over.

- It is for now.

- Before I forget,
let me pass on

a little message
from Aiden Crawford,

one of our founders
up here in deep space.

Everyone has a little sun,
a little moon in them,

a little dark, a little light.

Every one of us has
both good and bad forces

working around us,
against us, and within us.

Each of us up here on Neo
yearn to live in peace

with everything in everyone
around us, lest we forget.

Once again, I’m
Commander Joseph Sharp,

and welcome to Andromeda.

(static crackling)

(dramatic music)

(spacecraft whooshing)

(soft music)

- I’d shake your hand, but
you’re not really here.

- Robert, it is good
to see you, old friend.

- [Robert] It’s been a while.

Heard you ran into
some trouble on Neo.

- A synthetic
version of me, yes,

but the real me, the one you
see a hologram of right now,

is alive and well.

- So what brings you 1.47
million light years from home?

- Mistakes.

Paradox.

- Temporal?

- Grandfather paradox.

To be more specific, it’s
an informational loop,

one that we never really closed,

- But everything
changed as predicted.

I don’t understand.

- After William entrusted me
with the final prodigy chip,

we created what they
call a bootstrap,

- A retro causality, right?

But his wife convinced
him to send you to NB-22

and not Aiden.

- Yes, but that big of a change

caused a consequence of itself,

one that we never saw coming

- Larger than parallel
dimensional theory.

What consequences?

- One where the human race never
existed in the first place.

- You’re talking about
infallible foreknowledge.

- That’s correct.

We need to travel back in time

to the exact point where the
perfect predictor happens.

- How?

We have no way of knowing
when or where that occurs!

- I’ve narrowed it down.

The problem is we have to
travel so far back in time

that any change we make can
cause massive consequences,

that and this
business on Sylvanus

has left my reputation
a bit unpolished.

- I came here to live in peace.

I was on the last
ship off Earth.

You didn’t see what
that planet had become.

Maybe I’m happy here,
alone, and naive.

Maybe I prefer to leave
the past right where it is.

- Robert, if we don’t go
back, there is no Earth.

(Robert sighs)

- Okay, where are we going?

(Joseph sighs)

- 1883.

(delicate music)

(ethereal music)