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All right, son,
all you gotta do is jump.

I'm a little scared.

It's okay. I'll catch you. I promise.

Lucas!

Captain,
you're back on the James.

It's over now.

- The seeds.
- We've got them.

They're safe.

They're safe.

Oh, thank God.

No, sir. Thank you.

Captain Chandler,

the main event at a fight club
in Sardinia.

What are the odds?

Uh, well, it's good to have him back.

Yeah, how long before
he takes off on us again?

Look, I love the guy, okay?

I mean, God knows he's saved
all our asses enough times,

he can do whatever the hell he wants.

But we're in another war.

The world is dying again.

And?

And he didn't come looking for us.

No, he didn't.

Which means he could walk away
at any time.

Face it, Wolf,

it's only random luck
that got him back on the James.

It was not luck.

It was destiny.

Uh, what's that, now?

I have been fighting my whole life.

In my country, we fought for food,
for water.

We fought for any reason.
Or for no reason at all.

When the virus came,
we had a common enemy.

But there was no way to beat this virus.

And so we went back
to fighting each other.

And then, we heard about the cure.

The Nathan James.

And Captain Tom.

He gave us hope.

I always knew that
when the world needed him again,

he would make his way back to his ship.

And that's why you joined this crew.

You knew he was coming back.

I wanted to thank him,
to learn from him,

to fight with him.

That was my destiny.

"The fault, dear Brutus,
is not in our stars, but in ourselves."

Climate, disease, famine terrify us.

And our terror begets chaos,
aggression and violence.

And there's your end of days, man.

World of hazards
shifts at the speed of light,

and we are neither poised,
facile or quick enough to adapt,

thus, we panic,
accelerate into hysteria,

and kill each other.

And this deficiency is exactly

what destroyed
every single civilization before us

and is exactly what threatens
to obliterate us now

if we do not rapidly resolve ourselves
to the hard problems

and salvation that lie
within evolutionary biology.

And this is where I come in.

Face it, natural evolution
is a bust, man.

Natural evolution used to be smart,
but now it's half-baked and inefficient.

Remember the appendix?
Who the hell needs the appendix now?

Appendix has been rolling around
inside of us like dead weight

for more than a millennium.

Natural evolution is done.

But with transgenic coding,

we seize an immediate future

wherein all people of all cultures
can acclimate, adjust,

and conform to any challenge
of a dynamic planet

in less than one single generation.

And it is not just our bodies
that will step on the gas,

but our minds.

Think about that for a second.

That the guy you met in the arena?

- He's let himself go.
- Paul Vellek.

One of the fathers
of modern bio-informatics

and computational biology.

Also father to Giorgio and Lucia Vellek,

who were kind enough
to escort you to Sardinia.

There's another son, Christos,
whereabouts unknown.

According to your
National Security Agency,

Dr. Vellek wasn't just brilliant,

he was also considered
morally and ethically dangerous.

Apparently, he wasn't satisfied
with boosting crop yields.

He wanted to "re-engineer
what it means to be human."

Indicted six years ago, he fled the U.S.

And wound up in the Med
with access to a Greek warship.

Most likely, he bought off
of the Greeks with the promise

that they'd be the first to benefit
once he cured the Red Rust.

Then he simply turned to his friend Omar
to steal the actual seeds.

Imagine, the future of the world
in this man's hands.

How long did St. Louis say it would take
to engineer disease-resistant crops?

A year, maybe more.

Maybe Vellek can help.

Well, if he's really the genius
everyone says he is,

he may have a solution,
or part of a solution,

our people haven't thought of yet.

Are you suggesting
we work with this madman?

I'm suggesting we find him,
grab him and his research,

and convince him
of the righteousness of our cause.

- Come on.
- Let him know that

cooperating with our scientists
is in the world's best interest

and his.

If he can shave off even
three months of work finding the cure,

that's a lot of mouths fed,
a lot of lives saved.

Any idea where we find him, then?

There's a room in Giorgio's mansion.

Only he and his sister have the key.

There are files inside, log books,

mostly written in code,
but in one of the books,

there was one phrase
written over and over.

"Sent to lab."

Vellek's lab.

- We find the lab, we find him.
- Enough.

This man's lunatic army
killed dozens of our people at Rota.

His Greek warship tried to sink us.

And now they're actively
hunting us in waters

where we have dwindling supplies
and zero support.

- Captain, we're...
- The seeds are in hand.

And we have orders from
the National Command Authority

to get them back to the States
post-haste.

We'll make port at Naples
in eight hours.

The C-130 out of Ramstein
will meet us there

to fly the seeds home,

where our scientists
can get to work on them.

That is our mission.

Understood.

That is all.

Captain, a word?

Since you seem so keen
on joining our fight,

every active ship in the fleet
has a copy of these orders.

This is a full Presidential pardon

for any crimes you may have committed
during the recent Constitutional crisis.

This reactivates your commission,

reinstituting you to the
active duty rank of Captain.

All that's required now
is your signature.

And you taking the oath again.

I left this ship for a reason.

And yet somehow, here you are.

This ship will always be your home,
as far as I'm concerned.

But I won't lie to you,

Master Chief has reported
some mixed emotions from the crew

at having you back.

So for clarity and morale,
you need to decide one way or the other,

and soon.

Vellek went to
too much trouble to get those seeds.

No way he gives up now.

His destroyer's out there,
hunting for us.

Now we just need to get to Naples
before he finds us.

Sasha, what do you think about the idea,

going after Vellek,
forcing him to work with us?

You're serious?

My brother had to evacuate his family
from London.

Neighbors were killing each other
over scraps of food.

At this point, who cares
where the help comes from?

I hear you.

I do.

But Vellek is not the answer.

He was run out of the States
for a reason.

There's no proof he can actually do
what he advertises.

What he has proven is that
he'll kill anyone

and everyone to get what he wants.

It's a crazy idea.

Tom Chandler didn't seem to think so.

I can't imagine
what you're feeling right now,

seeing him after all this time.

What I'm feeling
is that we have the seeds.

We just need to get them to Naples.

Then, if it comes to it,
we'll deal with Mad Doctor Vellek,

on our terms.

Sometimes he's lucid.

Sometimes his eyes glaze over
and he goes somewhere else.

Do you think he was dosed
with the hallucinogen

you saw people taking in Greece? Nostos?

A weed that was changed by the virus.

Vlita, Lucia called it.

Vlita. That'll help.

He'll be fine, sir.

And he'll be glad to see you.

His eyes were all glassy.

It was like he didn't see the bullets
whizzing past us.

Talking about someone named Christine.

- Is that his daughter?
- I think she's his wife.

All I know is the CO
is definitely on something.

I just wish someone would tell us
what's going on.

We're fine.

Cali stops by every day
with something to eat,

and I'm working at the pier now.

It's okay, Dad. Don't worry.
We got this.

You're starting to sound like me.

Yeah, I guess the apple
doesn't fall far.

How are you?

I'm good, Ash.

I'm good.

You're back on Nathan James, though.

Yeah.

I'm back. For now.

A sailor belongs at sea.

Listen, Ash, I can't talk long
and there's a lot I can't say,

but I need you to know,

I'll finish this thing
and come home to you and your brother

as soon as I possibly can.

I know, Dad. We under...

Ashley?

I can try to raise them again, sir.

We said what we needed to.

- Thank you, Lieutenant.
- Anytime, sir.

It wasn't like any acid trip
I'd ever heard of.

No. It was more like time travel.

Everything about it was real.

The smell of her perfume.

The softness of my kids' hair.

Seeing them, all of us together again,

Oh, it was perfect.

And just like that, they were gone.

I'd lost them again.

And the wound was re-opened.

But it was worse this time
because I had them.

I had them, Russ.

I was home.

But you have to remember,
it wasn't real.

It's the drug.

What if someone told you
that you could go back?

Pick a time and a place,
see your wife and kids.

Wouldn't you be curious to try?

Lieutenant, getting
something coming on channel 1-6.

Mayday, mayday,
our engines are failing.

CIC, Comms, we're picking up a
transmission over VHF emergency channel.

Possible distress call.

There are 28 aboard my vessel.

Many are sick, we have no food...

- Can you get a bearing on them?
- Calculating bearing, aye.

I say again, this is the trawler,
El Alamein, requesting assistance.

I've got the transmission.

Bearing 1-1-8,
detecting an S-band radar signature.

Classifying it now.

We're still tracking,
but we haven't yet responded

to their distress call.

Captain. Sir.

Gator.

Good to see you.

CIC, Bridge. Can you confirm ship ID?
They're beyond our range of visibility.

With the CO under the weather,

Captain Meylan would appreciate
your expertise close by.

Happy to help.

S-band is a commercial navigation radar.

AIS reports they're a commercial

- fishing vessel.
- Intermittent engine noise.

Spin off their prop
suggests a small vessel

- with engine trouble.
- Course and speed reported.

Concurs with what we're seeing on radar.

Bridge, TAO.
Small, probably commercial vessel.

Barely approaching three knots.

Bearing 1-1-8, 28 miles.

That's opposite direction
of our course toward Naples, sir.

So aside from our
usual concern of pirates,

we now have to consider
this could be a trap set by Vellek.

Even if it's not a trap, his warship
is in the area looking for us.

He could've heard our broadcast.

You're still itching
for a confrontation with Vellek.

You made your call. I respect it.

Even if this is
a legitimate distress call,

our obligation to render aid
cannot apply here.

Our mission
is to get the seeds to Naples

or millions are gonna die.

What would you do?

This crew can execute VBSS rescue
better than any ship at sea.

To that, I can personally attest.

There's no way to eliminate the risks,
but saving lives is saving lives.

Mayday, mayday, mayday.

El Alamein, this is the Na...

Trawler, Fisherking.

Yes, yes!
I'm hearing you, Fisherking.

- Go ahead, please.
- We have your location.

Sit tight.
We'll be with you in the hour.

Thank you, Fisherking.

Thank you! Thank God. Thank God.
Y'alla, y'alla, they're coming!

XO, starboard RHIB is away.

Very well.

I hold the trawler DIW,
slight drift to port.

Recommend slowing to two knots
to maintain 4,000 yards CPA.

Roger. Helmsman,
steady as she goes.

All engines ahead,
one-third for two knots.

Mother, Vulture Team, this is Sunshine.
I have the trawler in sight.

Appears DIW. Will confirm.

Light her up.

Master Chief, hail the trawler.

Tell them to get everyone above deck.

El Alamein, this is U.S. Navy warship
1-5-1,

4,000 yards off your port bow.
We are here to help.

Muster your crew and passengers topside.

Everyone must sit on deck
with their hands visible.

Yes, we understand.

Andiamo, andiamo, let's go.

That boat's definitely riding low.

They're taking on water.

Or it's weighed down by explosives.

We take no chances.
They are hostile until we see otherwise.

Vulture Team, deck is not fouled.

You are clear to approach.

Recommend boarding portside.

Copy, Sunshine.

Approach from the stern, portside!

Portside's clear.
Go ahead, go ahead.

Back up! Back up! Back up!

Back up! Back up!

- Back up! Back up!
- Stay back!

Steady. Keep her steady.
Keep her steady.

Hands up! Sit down!
Stay where I can see you.

Step aside.

Get down! Easy, easy.

U.S. Navy, okay? We're here to help you.

Everybody, back.

Everybody, down!

Hands up, hands up.

You, move over there.

Move.

- Sit down where you are.
- Back up, back up.

Get down, get down, down! You, sit down!

- Down! You two, down!
- Raise your hand!

It's okay,
we're here to help. Come on now.

Okay, come.

Hands!

Turn. Slow. Right there.

Search them.

It's okay. Keep your hands up.

Show me your hands.
You hiding something?

Hands, hands!

Thank you for responding...

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Slow down! Hands!

- Down! Sit down!
- I am the master of this vessel.

Sit down!

Stay down. Right there.

Arms up.

Hey! Come!

- What happened?
- I'm sorry!

- I tried to warn him!
- You okay?

Weapon! I found a weapon!

Weapon! Weapon!

What are they saying?
What are they saying?

Shut them up. Shut them up!

Shut them up! Shut them up!

Hey!

Hey, sit down!
Get down, God damn it!

You stay down.

Everybody, stay down!

Hey!

Down! Hey, stay down!

Don't move!

Get down, God damn it! Stay down!

- Check these people.
- It's okay. They're just people.

I said check them, PO1. Do it!

Hey. Hey!

She's got something in her hands.

She's hiding something.

What's she got in her hands?
What's she got?

It's a child. It's just a child.

Doc, we're clear!

- Clear.
- Clear!

Clear.

Burk.

Clear.

Let's go, Doc!
Wolf, see if this tub's really sinking.

Good job, guys.

All clear, all clear.
Medical team is boarding the vessel.

Let me take a look there.

We can't do much for them here.

They need food, hydration
and antibiotics.

Vessel's got no water integrity.
She's gonna sink.

We have to bring them back.

Burk!

Mother, we have 28 PAX.

Many sick and injured. Vessel is FUBAR.

Permission to bring them aboard
for additional medical assistance.

Roger. Begin transferring PAX
back to Mother.

We're sending out the second RHIB.

Once our guests are aboard,
resume course for Naples.

Yes, sir.

This is taking too much of our time.

Here you go, son.

Anyone look familiar, sir?

None of these people work for Giorgio.

And Omar's guys are better fed.

They were headed north looking for food.

I didn't have the heart to tell them
it's the same everywhere.

Kathleen, I wanted to say...

I'm sorry.

I should've come to you
after your dad died,

told you what happened myself. I...

I didn't have the words.

I hope you haven't spent
the last year and a half

agonizing over this, because I haven't.

Tex saved my life.

And it wasn't the first time.

I owed you more.

Yeah, well, you know what my old man
would say to that?

Get over yourself, Commodore.

I've got work.

Hey, I checked those people already.

I'm checking again.

Let me see yours.
Open it up.

Hey, man, if you need some time,
we got you covered.

Why would I need time?

I know if my brother were hurt...

This isn't about Cameron.

Then what? What is going on with you?

- Just leave it.
- I'm not gonna leave it.

You can't bury this shit, Burk.

Hey, talk to me.

When are they gonna stop coming at us?

When are we gonna know
who's really on our side

and who's just waiting to see
where the chips fall, huh?

I mean,

even our skipper
still won't put on the uniform.

Keep two guards at every door.

Move them to the head in shifts.
No one gets in or out.

Security update.

Okay?

Good. Good. Get some rest.

So, where's the CO?

Moved back to his stateroom.
I needed the space for these people.

Got you something.

Found it on one of the refugees.

Figured it must be the same plant
that the captain got dosed with.

Nostos.

You figured right.

I mean, why else smuggle
a bunch of weeds, right?

- I was gonna dump it, but I figured...
- No, no, no, I'm glad you didn't.

I need to run some tests,

make sure there aren't any
toxic side effects.

Could you escort her
back to the helo bay, please?

Yeah, you got it. Miss, come on.

Mmm-hmm.

Seeds are in good shape.

C-130 will be on the tarmac in Naples
by the time we anchor.

Ah. And how are
the new passengers doing?

They'll be all right.
Most of them are just hungry.

Yeah.

A lot of that going around these days.

Not for much longer, thanks to you.
Can I help you find something?

Doc Rios took my Cubans.

He said the nicotine
would screw with the detox.

I stashed one for emergencies somewhere.

I'm not a doctor,

but I think you've had enough stimulants
for the time being.

I should've known.

Halfway around the globe,

we'd find you working
the same problem as us.

Trying to save the world again.

You know, 16 months, Tom.

I was starting to think you were dead.

Part of me was.

Still fighting that battle?

I saw a side of me, Mike,

I thought I'd put it away,
but it came back again in Greece.

Vengeful,

angry, and out of control.

I didn't like it.

Welcome to the human race.

Or what's left of it.

You know, when I was dosed,

it wasn't just my family I saw.

You were there, too.

They're gone again,
but we're still here, you and me.

That's gotta be worth something.

You are here, right?

I'm glad to see
you're feeling better, Mike.

Ship needs her captain.

Hello, Fletch.

Hello, Harry.

El Alamein. Very subtle.

Figured it would ring a bell.

"My grandpapa fought back
the Jerries in Egypt."

You wouldn't shut up about it.

We started to believe you personally
stood in front of Rommel's tanks.

What do you want, Harry?

I have a message from the River House.

Could've telephoned.

Couldn't take the risk
our cousins would decrypt it.

Okay. So?

The special relationship
with the Americans is no more.

The labs in the U.S. are not prepared
to work with the progenitor seed.

The UK is going it alone.

How? Our labs are worse than theirs.

We found a scientist.

Home office says
he has a lock on the science.

Let me guess. This scientist,
his name wouldn't happen to be Vellek.

He reached out, made us an offer.

We deliver the progenitor palm seeds,

and England receives the
first batch of plague-resistant crops.

Our people will be fed.

No waiting around
like we did for the cure.

Where are the seeds?

In the medical bay, under lock and...

Under lock and key.

Well, obviously, I won't be able
to get anywhere near them,

filthy refugee that I am.

- You're gonna have to do it.
- Me?

And find me a discreet way
off this ship.

What do you mean, off the ship?
You're just gonna swim away?

We're due in Naples. There's a plane.

That's not happening, James.

I leave with the seeds
before the ship gets to Naples.

And what? I stay behind
to face a firing squad?

No one will know your part.

You'll remain on board
to throw them off the scent.

Can't have the Americans
starting a war with England over this.

- This is ridiculous.
- Fletch...

I've been working with the Americans
for months.

- Listen to me, it's quite simple.
- Their people have fought and died

for these seeds.

And where were they
during the Immune wars? Hmm?

While they were spreading the cure
with kisses and love,

we were massacred.

We're dying at home, Fletch.

I'm sorry about your new friends,

but this is a good deal.

It's a dog-eat-dog world now.

Have you eaten dog yet, Fletch? I have.

It's no fun.

I shouldn't have to remind you
of your duty, Commander.

This is U.S. 2-4-0 Alpha Tango.

How's our ceiling at Naples?

U.S. 2-4-0, beautiful day,

clouds scattered below Angels One.

Copy that, Navy Spear.
We're 100 and niner mikes out.

U.S. 2-4-0, your last was unreadable.
Say again, over.

The C-130 just went silent.

And now I've lost their transponder.

Toss the satellite on Ka-Band.

U.S. 2-4-0, we just lost
your IFF transmission.

Recycle your mode C transponder, over.

U.S. 2-4-0, nothing heard.
Please respond.

There you are.

I've been trying to track you down.

What is it?

Satellite captured this
20 minutes ago.

There's no evidence of a missile
or other aircraft.

But comms was pretty spotty
over the Apennines.

Impact site is easily
within range of a standard missile

fired from a Hellenic Destroyer
off Naples.

Vellek.

How the hell did he know
about our plane?

The range ring for his warship
would be in this area.

Which means we're likely headed
right towards him.

Still think we should cut a deal
with this maniac?

Are there any other aircraft available
to fly the seeds to the States?

No, sir. All our bases in Europe
are down.

Port of Haifa had a couple cargo planes,
but they're no longer in service.

Commander Fletcher, does the Royal Navy
have any assets it can scramble?

Commander?

Um, I'm afraid our Air Force
is nonexistent, sir.

What wasn't destroyed
during the Immune wars

was grounded for lack of fuel
and pilots.

All right.

We'll deliver the seeds
to Norfolk ourselves.

We'll make for Gibraltar.

There's still fuel at Rota
and FOS Monrovia, if needed.

LHD Blackwood can come down
from the north with an unrep...

We'll never make it out of the Med.

Vellek expects Nathan James
to go for Gibraltar.

You barely made it through
the gauntlet last time.

By now, they've rebuilt their defenses.

Then we'll go through the Red Sea.

The locks in the Suez
haven't been operational

- since the plague hit.
- Are you sure?

I've been listening to ship traffic
in that region for months.

Then what do you suggest?

Well, Giorgio likes to fight,
so we fight.

They won't try to sink us
as long as we have what they want.

And that gives us the advantage.

We take the fight to them,

clear the airspace
for another transport plane.

Aegis Ashore out of Haifa
should be a good start.

Meantime, we capture Vellek
and his research.

- Again with this idea?
- It's our best shot.

I've already made the decision.

Captured Nazis helped us build a bomb.

Captain Chandler, you are still
just a passenger on this ship.

If you really want to be
a part of the conversation,

then put on the uniform.

If not, let the professionals
do theirjob.

Get St. Louis on the horn.

Update the President
on our current CONOPS.

- That is all.
- Aye, sir.

Captain Meylan
is under a lot of pressure.

He was right. I crossed the line.

I didn't say he wasn't right.

This isn't you.

Walking around the ship
like you're on a Tiger cruise.

Since when did you become
a passive observer?

- Master Chief...
- Don't Master Chief me.

God damn it.

You wanted to get away. Good.
It's what you did.

God knows you of all people
needed a break.

But for 16 months,
the rest of us pressed on.

The missions changed,
but our commitment never wavered.

And although you were always
in our minds,

when you left, we were broken.

I lost my way, Russ.

You never lost your way.

You may have turned your back
on your calling,

but your path was always
right in front of you.

It led you back to the Nathan James.

This is where you belong.

Come in.

So, you're back, then?

A good friend once told me
it was my destiny.

And he's Greek, so he'd know.

If I recall my history,
there was another Greek

who said a man's character
determines his destiny.

You chose this.

I just need to see this through.

Well, if it's a fight
you're looking for,

you just might get it.

We're staying put in the Med.

We're gonna try to scramble some assets
in the Middle East.

In the meantime,
I'm looking for a safe haven

where we can drop off the refugees.

Meylan made the recommendation
to the CNC, who concurred.

And Vellek?

Once the seeds are safely en route,
he becomes the mission.

- Sounds like a plan.
- It was your plan.

Meylan's his own man.

How do I look?

Better.

You still need a haircut.

All that time you were away,
you find the peace you were looking for?

There were moments.

Moments?

Sounds nice.

It's me, Lucas, your son.

I know you said you'd be home
before Thanksgiving,

but I wrote this porem...
Poem for you, just in case.

Dear God, I give thanks to you
for my pretty mom

and thanks for my brave dad.

I give thanks for both my sisters

and all the good times we've had.

I give thanks for my best friend, Ron,

except for when he's weird and quirky.

But the thing I'm most thankful for
is not being born a turkey.

Happy Thanksgiving. I love you, Dad.

Love you, too, buddy.

Attention to oath.

Raise your hand and repeat after me.

I, Thomas W. Chandler...

Having been appointed an officer

in the Navy of the
United States of America...

Having been appointed an officer

in the Navy of the
United States of America...

Do solemnly swear that
I will support and defend

the Constitution of the United States...

Do solemnly swear that
I will support and defend

the Constitution of the United States...

Against all enemies,
foreign or domestic.

Against all enemies,
foreign or domestic.

That I will bear true faith
and allegiance to the same.

That I will bear true faith
and allegiance to the same.

And that I will
well and faithfully...

And that I will
well and faithfully...

Discharge the duties
of the office

upon which I am about to enter.

Discharge the duties
of the office

upon which I am about to enter.

So help me God.

And salute.

Congratulations, Captain.

Welcome back.

Sir.

You ever find yourself in a Navy bar,
that'll earn you a free drink.

Thank you, Diaz.

Twenty-eight refugees
from seven countries.

Or what used to be countries.

Any place we take them will be a relief.

Assuming there's food.

Let's just hope
we don't cross paths with Vellek first.

We'll manage. Like always.

Keep calm and carry on.
That's my Fletch.

Never a dull day on Nathan James.

That's for sure.

English - SDH