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Welcome to Meyer Corp, Mr. Becker.

I'll show you to what will be your workspace these next few months.

I'm really flattered you shortlisted me for the job.

Save the sweet—talk for Mr. Meyer.

Your partner is already here.

My partner? I don't have a partner.

She's charming, you'll see.

A little frightening, right?

Do you know who's coming?

If you're in charge of IT, isn't Basile Verhoven coming?

You see? You actually know who's coming.

I know who isn't.

RETURNS

Everything okay?

More or less, yeah.

When do we get to see Mr. Meyer?

You don't need to see him.

If there's a problem, you come to me.

Do you like beer?

Yeah

I'm warning you: just one drink,

to get to know each other and be cordial over the next few months.

But don't get your hopes up.

No flirting, no sex, nothing.

Is that clear?

Crystal.

Are you okay with that?

Do I have a choice?

Not really.

To the departure.

To the departure.

Over here, Sam.

Sorry.

I got so excited by the preparations that I didn't realize.

I'm leaving everything behind.

And I'm acting like it's a normal thing.

You're over thinking.

If that's your dream, it should be enough.

Forget about the rest.

Forget about the others.

You don't mind leaving?

I know you're acting indifferent,

but I'm sure you're leaving something or someone.

Wanna know what I was doing the day I learned I got chosen?

Yeah.

I was at a funeral.

My mother's.

It was winter.

It was cold.

It was raining buckets.

There was practically no one there.

My mom and I had been at odds for months.

I wasn't there when she needed it.

Even my father...

She waited for him like an idiot for years.

He didn't come.

She died alone.

Now I'm the one who's alone.

I'm really sorry, Alice.

Sam...

Don't you think the whole thing's cliché?

The rainy funeral,

the cold, everything else.

Shit, you scared me.

Your story was so sad.

Stop thinking.

Don't try to pry into me.

I was hoping to find you here.

I was on the phone with Mr. Meyer.

It's time we had a talk.

Just him.

If it's about the beer, it was a one-time thing.

No, no.

Mr. Meyer told me to tell you a story.

A story that took place on Mars.

Five years ago.

You might wait all day.

I'm sure they're coming.

Look at him cooling his heels in his Sunday best.

He's waiting for something.

Hold on.

How do I look?

You look nervous.

Too nervous.

You're scared by the non-official version of what took place.

Aren't you?

Not really.

Look.

They're all here.

The full team, my friends.

This is Samuel, the best structural engineer of his generation.

And an eminent biology enthusiast.

-Mr. Meyer, it's an honor-- -And this is Alice.

She took over Basile, who opted for dry land once and for all.

And she's also my daughter.

How are you, honey?

Dad...

I thought we discussed that, William.

This is totally different.

I'm very discreet about my private life.

I'm allowed, aren't I?

And the Commander of this new mission.

Simon Gramat, our main pilot, and Gemma Williams,

who's multi-talented.

And I'm William Meyer, billionaire.

Thank you, Commander.

Follow me, I'll show you around.

We leave in five days.

You can tell me what you think of me during the three-week journey.

Come on.

He's your dad? You could've told me.

Yeah, I could've.

5 YEARS EARLIER

I know it's a little solemn,

but we all have to swear never to say anything.

We can't keep this to ourselves, it's too important.

Commander?

So here's what really happened:

First, Mission Zillion.

There were no survivors...

Second,

despite our numerous outings on the surface...

Did I wake you?

What are you doing?

Nothing...

I was thirsty, so I got up.

There's water in the room, you know?

Are you thinking of her?

I don't know.

Of course you do.

Come.

Are you sure you don't wanna stay a few more days?

I'm about to miss my plane, it's all little late for that.

See you in four days?

Simon.

Are you okay?

I lied to you.

How so?

I'm not coming back.

I'm sorry, Simon.

I really am.

You're giving UP?

-You know very well that—— -That what?

We can't go on like this.

I just can't live in her shadow.

I... I'll try harder.

There's no point.

You don't even know how you feel,

whether you love her, you're smitten by her,

or if you feel guilty.

You're lost, Simon.

As long as I'm here, you can't move on.

That's bullshit.

Is it?

Why did you come?

To see you.

Just for that?

Not just that.

Do you know what day this is?

We got back exactly a year ago.

An entire year spent lying.

Not knowing if it really happened or if it was just a nightmare.

I didn't know.

You should've talked to me.

You're strong. You're able to deal with it.

But I'm going crazy.

I need to talk about it.

I'm here.

Not to you, Alex.

To all the others.

I have to.

I need this to make sure I'm not crazy.

Need what?

We have to tell what happened, Alex.

The world has to know.

You wanna betray us?

Well, that's what you'd be doing.

I'm sorry.

You know...

I also have a confession.

When Yann died...

he didn't really sacrifice himself.

What do you mean?

I punished him.

For betraying us.

I watched him die.

You're lying.

It wasn't unpleasant.

My God, Alex...

He deserved it, so I didn't hesitate.

And if I had to do it all over again, I wouldn't hesitate either.

Traitors must be punished. Do you understand?

-Did I scare you? -Yeah.

Here's what you're gonna do. You're gonna go home.

And forget the whole thing.

Forget us,

forget Mars... forever.