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- Previously on "The Ark..."
- I'’m putting you
under house arrest.

Felix, that'’s not me
in the video.
I didn'’t kill anyone.

- How'’s that not you?
- Her name'’s Denise.
We were clones.

Then they introduced
additional experimental DNA
into our systems.

I completed the genetic trials
and was assigned to this ark
to see if it all worked.

I'’ve been having
strange visions as well.

I talk a lot when I'’m nervous.

I told you,
you don'’t have to be nervous.

- You'’re wasting time
with this boy.
- Uh...

Lieutenant Lane.
Keep an eye on that one.

We'’re gonna end up with no food
and everyone will blame me.

Maybe they need
some more water.

- It'’s the water! The comet.
- What?

I'’ve been drinking the water
just as long as everyone else,

but I'’ve had no hallucinations.

This just gets
better and better.

She synthesized this sample
to be hydrophilic.

We need to put whatever'’s
in this vial into the water

and that'’s gonna cure us all.

We need you to analyze it,
see if you can use it to figure
out exactly what hit the ship.

- It could'’ve been a weapon.
- We'’re only the people

in history
to go this far in space.

I didn'’t say people.

Oh, my God.

Dr. Kabir.

- Bad time?
- I was taking advantage

of the lack of patients
to get some work done.
How can I help you?

I just wanted to thank you
for saving us from
the water contaminant.

It was a team effort.
Angus figured out the cause.

Alicia synthesized the protein
while I was unconscious.

Yeah, but you figured out
the science of it all.

To be honest, I still don'’t
understand how you did it.

Short answer,
we caught a virus
and I figured out a cure.

And the long answer?

Is there something specific
you want to know, Lieutenant?

No. No, just fascinated
by the science of it all.

It took me six months of
all-nighters in med school

to understand molecular protein
reversal synthesis,

so how much time do you have?

Well, I don'’t have
to understand it to know
that you saved us all.

- I'’m sorry. It's just--
- Still not sleeping?

Barely.
Unless you count the coma.

- Why don'’t you take a break?
- I can'’t. I have too much work.

Come on, look,
when was the last time
the Med Bay was empty?

Get some sleep before
the next shite storm hits.
I'’ll keep watch.

I'’ll send for you
if something comes up.

I have to make up
the new shift schedule anyway.

I can do that from here. Please.

Thank you. I owe you one.
I am so bleary-eyed right now,

I don'’t even know
what I'’m looking at
on that damn thing.

- Of course.
- Thank you.

- You'’re a clone?
- What are you talking about?

You'’re an illegal clone
is what I'’m talking about.

How dare you keep that from us?

The people that need
to know know, okay?

Dr. Kabir knows and sh--

Oh. Is she the one
who told you?

Kabir kept your secret.
I found your med files.

Found or illegally accessed
classified information?

You could be court-martialed.

By who? You?
You'’re not fit to command.

Oh, I see.
This is yet again
another power play.

Sharon, there'’s a reason
for the clone laws.

You could snap at any moment
and kill someone
just like your sister did.

You need to go
the other way right now!

I'’m trying to give you
an out here.

Look, I'’ll keep
this information to myself,
all right?

- At least until you snap.
- I'’m not going to snap.

Do you know that for a fact?
Relinquish command.

I'’m still the best one
to command this ship,

and I thoroughly
believe that to my core.

And I'’m sorry,
but I don'’t think
you can handle the job.

Oh, I can handle it just fine.

I promise you
I will step aside

if I feel at all like,
you so kindly put,

like I'’m going to snap.

By then you could'’ve
already done the damage.

- Relinquish command.
- Not going to happen.

Then I'’m calling a vote
to have you relieved
of command.

You-- you can'’t reveal
classified information.

I'’ll do whatever it takes
to keep this ship safe,

and that includes
protecting it from the risk
of you melting down.

Lieutenant Garnet'’s clone sister
had a psychotic episode

during which she killed a man
before taking her own life.

There'’s a very real risk
the same thing
will happen to Sharon.

This is a waste of time.

This is necessary
for our safety,

and we need to vote.

- Are we really doing this?
- Yes.

Well, I don'’t mean
to knock the wind out
of your sails, pal,

- but, I mean,
she seems totally fine.
- For how long?

Well, you know what?

I vote for myself,
because a vote for me

is to vote to finally
put an end to all
of this bickering.

Excuse me.
Um, but what'’s wrong
with being a clone?

Years ago,
militaries tried to increase

the size of their armies
by cloning soldiers.

The constant reproduction
from the same original

caused a degradation.

The second tier clones
became psychotic.

For the record,
I'’m first tier.

First tier clones
are no different than
in vitro babies.

I'’m human,
just like anyone else.

It was the introduction
of foreign DNA

that made Denise dangerous.

But you had foreign DNA
put in you, too.

Look, I think we all
understand the risks

of leaving Sharon in charge.

What I understand
you'’re a jerk
who betrayed my trust.

You know, I'’d rather
deal with a possible
mental break from Sharon

than your clinical case
of small penis syndrome.

People died.
They released these time bomb
clones into the world,

where eventually they snapped
and killed people.

Is that really what
we want to happen here?

But didn'’t Lieutenant Garnet
just save all our lives?

Either way, she'’s still human.

Felix, you'’re a man of the law.

Cloning is sacrilege,
but Lieutenant Garnet

is a victim not a perpetrator.

She'’s not to blame for
what other people did to her.

That'’s not what we're
debating here, Felix.

This is about whether or not
she'’s fit to lead.

Garnet'’s a great leader.
I stand with her.
Anyone else?

Acting Captain Garnet,
the floor is yours.

Thank you, Strickland.

Let'’s get back work.

Eva, what will it take to get us
back up to near light speed?

A miracle.
We'’re still repairing the NEPS
from the failed jumpstart.

- It'’s dangerous
to push too hard.
- Dangerous how?

We only have one engine.
If it blows,
we'’re dead in the water.

And if we stay the same speed,
it'’s gonna take us

more than a decade
to reach Proxima B.

We'’re just gonna have to
push it as far as we can.

Let me try to figure it out.

Strickland,
how'’s the murder investigation?

A possible witness
has reached out.

I was on my way to talk to them
before politics intervened.

Good hunting.

Brice, take the bridge.

Alicia, get with Angus

on the new element
he'’s been analyzing.

The one that melted our ship?

See if there'’s a way
to weaponize it

or create some sort of shield
in case we encounter it again.

I guess you'’re gonna
court-martial me.

I should throw you
out of the airlock.

What'’s your frigging problem
with me, Lane?

I already told you.
I'’m afraid you might snap.

Bullshit.
You were on me way before
you knew about that.

I guess I just resent the way
in which you assumed command

without anyone else
having a say in it.

Well, now everyone'’s had a say.
Satisfied?

What do you want me to do?
Apologize?

- Kiss the ring?
- That'’s a good start.

- Is that an order?
- No.

Here'’s your order.

You'’re gonna start seeing Cat
and get over your mommy issues.

- I don'’t have--
- And then...

you'’re gonna swallow
your goddamn pride

and be my second in command.

The Captain wants us to get us
back to near light speed.

- She'’s officially captain now?
- Captain, acting Captain.

I don'’t know.
She'’s in charge.

If we'’re not careful,
the xenon won'’t burn off.

The radiation buildup could
corrode the engine safeties.

I know.
Inch it up by percentages
and monitor it carefully.

Start at 5%.

First signs of trouble,
pull the emergency shutdown.

I think that Eva
might be our murderer.

Eva was in a relationship
with the man who was suffocated
during the oxygen crisis.

- She blamed Jasper--
- The murdered imposter.

Yeah.

I know that she'’s struggling
to process her grief,

but Eva said that Jasper
deserved what he got.

That'’s motive.
Thank you, Cat.

I really don'’t like
betraying confidentiality.

We'’re not talking about
a stolen ration.

You did the right thing
telling me.

Heard you needed my help.

I'’m working on the NEPS.
Can we make it quick?

Understood.

I just have a couple
of questions about
your whereabouts

- when the murder occurred.
- My whereabouts?

Are you accusing me
of this murder?

Only four people
had access to this room.

I don'’t have time for this.

Eva, what are you doing?

Eva!

If I wanted to kill
this asshole, this is how
I would'’ve done it!

It would look like
a heart attack.

God.

And if I did slit his throat,

I wouldn'’t be stupid enough

to throw the knife
into a water system

that I would have to fix.

I am smarter
than whoever did this.

Point made.

Hmm.

Is that a good "hmm"
or a bad "hmm?"

It'’s a weird "hmm."
We'’ve had a drop in thrust.

Would you just do me a favor
and check the xenon levels
at your end? Any drop?

Uh, no change here.

I asked Eva to
goose us up to speed.

Could that have anything
to do with it?

That is just so weird.

Xenon levels should
increase with speed,

and propellant flow rate
and thrust always match.

- Always?
- Yeah, always.

Well, I mean, unless there was
a leak in the reactor core.

The last engineer assigned
to the core was Gregor.

Bridge to engine room.

Engineer Ralph Gregor, respond.

Ralph Gregor, report
to the bridge immediately.

Garnet to Eva Markovic.

I need a status report
on engineering, stat.

On my way there.
Strickland delayed me.

Gregor'’s not responding.

I'’ll be there in a second.

- Hey.
- Hey.

- I'’m really sorry about--
- Yesterday was weird--

Um, you first.

I was gonna say,
that wasn'’t the best
first date.

- Yeah.
- But I think I getting
poisoned by a comet

gives you an automatic do-over.

- If you want one, that is.
- I would.

When would you like to do it?
Over, I mean.

How about right now?

I never experienced
anything like that.

I saw my mom and she was
as critical as ever.

- Does she not approve of me?
- Oh, not at all.

Just so you don'’t feel bad,
she never approved of anyone.

She never really let me date.

Who'’d you see?

- I, uh...
- Oh, I'’m sorry.

That was rude.
I didn'’t mean to...

No, it'’s fine.

I, um-- I saw Susan Ingram.

She was my commanding officer.

Lieutenant Commander?
Maybe you met at boarding.

She died when
we came out of cryo.

Did you know her well?

Um...

I just can'’t believe
this is really happening.

Thank you.
Thank you for everything.

I had to do
quite a sales pitch
to my superiors

to get them to add you
to the team.

I appreciate it.

This ship is amazing!

As far as I'’m concerned,
William Trust is like a god.

I mean-- I mean, to make
this whole program happen?

We need more people
like you to make his plan
come to fruition.

That'’s why I went
to bat for you.

You sure it wasn'’t because
I'’m such a good kisser?

Well, there'’s that.

She was, uh, my mentor.

If it wasn'’t for her,
I wouldn'’t be on the ship.

I'’m sorry
I never got to meet her.

The good news is
hallucination Susan
liked you very much.

Good.

Then maybe she wouldn'’t mind
if I did this.

- I'’m sorry.
- For what?

I'’m sorry.
I'’ve never kissed
a boy before.

Well, my dad.
On the cheek of course.

But he was my dad,
not a boy.

And I just thought
if I talked about it first,
I might chicken out.

So I just kinda like--

Wow.

Markovic to Bridge.

There'’s a radiation leak
in the NEPS.

- How'’s Gregor?
- Dead.

- Shit.
- It'’s my fault.
I stepped away.

If you hadn'’t,
you might both be dead.

Now, look, can we save
the self-pity until
after we fix this, please?

The leak'’s contained for now,

but we need to seal off the area
in case it doesn'’t hold.

- But how the hell
are we gonna do that?
- Already have my crew on it.

Tell them to keep quiet.
We don'’t wanna create a panic.

If radiation spreads,
the whole ship will go
into automatic lockdown.

Yeah, well,
I think at that point panic
will be the smart move.

Turn this
into a weapon or shield?

Those were our orders?

- Alicia?
- What?

Oh, uh, yeah, the residue,
not the actual glove.

I know. It'’s just...

- A lot to ask?
- Yeah.

I mean, I really want to
disappoint Lieutenant Garnet,
but it'’s like saying,

"Here'’s a glass of water.
Go make a rainstorm."

- Or a really good umbrella.
- Yeah, I mean, a shield
I understand, but...

...why a weapon?

I guess Lieutenant Garnet
thinks that whatever hit us,

if it wasn'’t meteors
or something natural,

if we were attacked
by that stuff,

then we should be able
to shoot back?

I guess.

- Um, can I ask you a question?
- Yeah, anything.

What do you think
of Ensign Trent?

Oh.

I mean, I barely know him.

He seems nice enough. Why?

No reason.

Um, okay, let'’s see
if we can maybe figure out

- something with this substance.
- Yes.

Uh, the unknown element
is, well, unknown.

It was found in a small
crystalline, pellet-like--

Container.
So does that mean
it was manufactured?

Not necessarily. It could be
naturally occurring that way,
like milk in a coconut.

Well, accept this milk
eats through almost
anything it touches,

so it could be engineered
like a weapon and shot at us.

So...

...everyone who had access to
the room has been cleared.

So we'’re back to square one?
Everybody'’s a suspect?

We need to look at
the other potential evidence,

like the anonymous message
Lane was sent.

I'’ve been trying to analyze it,

but I wasn'’t put on the ark
for my tech skills.

That'’s all right.
We'’re all doing what we can.

Have you checked
the message'’s
point of origin?

Yeah, but I keep getting
this strange code.

Let me see.

- It'’s just random numbers.
- Maybe they'’re not so random.

Whenever anyone
sends a message,

it gets stamped
with a protocol ID.

It identifies where
the message originated.

You mean the actual tablet
or terminal it was sent from?

Right. And if you try to remove
a sender name from a message,

the system automatically
replaces it with a protocol ID.

- So that tells us where
the message was sent from?
- In this case, a tablet.

If I cross-check that
with the message'’s timestamp,

I can see who was logged into
that tablet at the time.

No way.

The logs don'’t lie.

Well, well, well.
Garnet told me to expect you.

Take a seat.

I don'’t need therapy.

And how does that
make you feel?

It'’s a waste
of both of our time.

Why don'’t we start with
why you hate Garnet so much?

Is it just her
or do you hate all women?

What I hate is when
someone is promoted

to a position of power
they don'’t deserve, like you.

So, all women then.

If you must know,
I don'’t trust Garnet.

She was added to our team
minutes before departure

and none of knew
anything about her.

I mean, don'’t you think
that'’s weird?

You don'’t think
I deserve this job.

Well, I didn'’t ask for it,
you know.

It was foisted on me.

Did you just hear a word
I just said?

Hmm?

That'’s the 17th
failed simulation.
It'’s not gonna work.

Maybe 18th time'’s the charm?

There is nothing
that works as a shield.

We can'’t make a weapon,
because no matter how many
variations we try,

we just don'’t have enough of
the element to synthesize it.

Then maybe we should figure out
how to find more.

That'’s not a bad idea.

What? Finding more residue?

No, figuring out
how to find it.

We probably have enough
of the residue

to reconfigure
the ship'’s sensors
to be on alert for it.

- So if there'’s more out there--
- We'’ll have an early
warning system.

Strickland, um,
how can we help?

Alicia Nevins,
you'’re under arrest for
the murder of Malcolm Perry.

What?

This is insane.

You know I'’m not a murderer.
Please!

- Please, Strickland,
you have to believe me.
- I believe you.

I know you were at your station
at the time of the murder.

I'’m sorry we had to do this.

Someone used your credentials

to send Lane the video
of Garnet'’s sister.

Wait, so that was all for show?

It stands to reason
that whoever wanted to
frame Lieutenant Garnet

could be very well
be our murderer.

But why would anyone
want to use my credentials?

I don'’t know.
Perhaps convenience.

Does anyone else have access
to your password?

- Oh, my God.
- What?

Oh, my God.

I really hate this.

Alicia,
do you know something?

I-- I think I know
who the murderer is.

I thought the murderer
was someone with clearance
to access this room.

- That'’s what we all thought.
- We were wrong.

The murderer is someone with
the skill to pick the lock.

During the oxygen crisis,
Ensign Baylor Trent

demonstrated his ability
to pick locks...

...twice.

But what'’s Trent's connection
to the victim?

Unknown.

That'’s a little circumstantial.

- Just '’cause the kid
can pick a lock?
- I'’d agree...

if he hadn'’t stolen
Alicia'’s login credentials.

It was during the comet crisis.

I was in such a rush
to tell you about the comet,

I left my tablet behind.

Oh.

When Trent returned
the tablet to me,

I knew he had it
the whole time.

He tried to frame you both.
I'’d like to know why.

There'’s only one way
to find out.

Oh, shit.

Move, move, move!

Oh, shit.

Where were you running to?
We'’re in space.

There'’s nowhere to hide.

- Why did you kill the stowaway?
- Look, he was an imposter.

- And that'’s reason to kill him?
- Oh, no, no, no.

You don'’t get it.
He disrupted the balance.

Great.
Well, that clears that up.

In order for our mission
to succeed,

everyone must have their place.

Look, it'’s like you said,
Lieutenant Lane.

It'’s survival
of the fittest, right?

- Why did you frame Garnet?
- I have a place here.

Garnet wasn'’t
even on the roster.
She was expendable.

Look, with half of us gone,

we have to work
that much harder

to keep the balance.

Can anyone tell me what the hell
this kid is talking about?

We have to get
these barriers up faster.

Okay, time'’s up!
We need to get out of here.

Come on!

Attention, all hands.

All personnel evacuate
sectors two through five.

This includes cargo pods,
bioshelter, showers.

Everyone, move forward!

- I thought we had this
under control.
- So did I.

You can contain it though, right?

Initiating nuclear
decon protocol.

- Shit.
- What?

NEPS remote access controls
have melted at the source.

I can'’t shut down
the leak from the bridge.

If you don'’t stop that leak,
we'’re all dead.

I have to do it manually.

Send someone
into a radioactive zone?

- No one can survive that.
- I know.

You mean a suicide mission.

Attention, all hands,
this is Garnet.

Unfortunately, there'’s been
a radiation breach

in our nuclear electronic
propulsion system,

and we'’ve lost the ability
to stop it remotely.

It has to be done manually.

I can'’t force anyone
to do this,

so I'’m asking
for a volunteer.

Someone who'’s willing
to sacrifice themselves

so the rest of us can live.

This is an impossible situation,

but if someone doesn'’t do this,

our journey ends here.

- I'’ll do it.
- Absolutely not.

Well, I don'’t see anyone else
with their hand raised, do you?

We can'’t wait exactly
wait around till nuts up.

I can'’t clear you for this.

Not with that knee.

What the hell
are you talking about?

We need someone able-bodied.

There'’s nothing wrong
with my knee.

Doesn'’t matter.

We can'’t afford to lose
our only navigator.

- I'’ll do it.
- Sharon...

You'’re about to get
what you wanted.

What?
I didn'’t want it this way.

Listen to me.
You'’re gonna be a great leader.

That'’s not what
you said before.

Well, just put the crew
before your ego.

- Can we at least
just discuss this first?
- We'’re running out of time.

Sharon.

- You'’ve gotta be kidding me.
- What is it?

Give me ten minutes
before you do this.

- What are you doing?
- Just promise me.

You better make this good,
because the last thing
I wanna be doing

is spending what little time
I might have left with you.

I heard you'’re looking
for a volunteer.

- You mean you?
- Yep.

- It'’s a suicide mission.
- I know.

Why should I trust you?

Because there'’s
something on this ship

that you need to know about.

I have a volunteer.

Spence,
have you lost your mind?

Look, we want a volunteer,
we have one.

Can I talk?

I know no one
understands what I did.

Well, you slit a man'’s throat.
It wasn'’t exactly subtle.

Everything I did
was to keep people safe,

and I'’m ready to do this
to save Ark One and the mission.

Why should anyone believe
an asshole like you?

I'’m sorry, Alicia. Okay?
I never meant to hurt you.

Shut up!
Why should anyone believe you?

Because he does.

Lane, are you vouching for him?

- I guess I am.
- You'’re gonna kill me anyway.

We haven'’t even discussed
your sentence.

Just let me do something
good before I die.

What is this?

Just let him do it.

I'’m gonna need more than that.

Look, you wanted me
to trust you as our leader.

Now I need you to trust me
as your number two.

He'’s the man for the job,
and we can'’t lose you.

We'’re out of time.
Someone has to do this now.

You don'’t have to trust him,
Sharon. Just me.

This suit is designed
for solar radiation,
not atomic radiation.

Best it can do
is slow the effects.

And we'’ll track your progress.

Eva will open each bulkhead
as you come to it.

Do not stop.
Just keep moving.

It'’s now or never, Trent.

Okay.

He'’s ready.

Opening first bulkhead
in three,

two...

...one.

Door! Door!

Door! Door!

- We'’re losing the feed.
- Yeah.

Yeah, he'’s running
into high radiation levels.

Door!

Come on, Trent.

Jesus Christ.

Come on.

Door!

Door.

What'’s happening?

We'’re losing the feed.
Come on. You got this.

- Eva, come on.
Get the feed back.
- I can'’t.

Door!

Open door.

Open the damn door!

Eva, get the goddamn
door open now.

It won'’t open!

Trent, we can'’t open it
from our end.

I can'’t... get in.

Try again! Aw, man.

What'’s happening?

One of the doors
is inoperable.
He'’s stuck.

What do you mean inoperable?

There'’s no way
to open the door!

Trent, can you hear me?

Trent, answer me!

Ensign? Ensign, report!

Guys, we are
running out of time. Come on.

- Eva, open the door.
- I can'’t!

He'’s not gonna last!
He'’s exposed to radiation!

- I know!
- Come on, Eva.
You got this.

- Open the damn door!
- She'’s doing her best!

We need to think of something.

Trent.
Trent, listen to me.

You need to find a way.

- Yeah.
- Remember your mission.

Okay.

Come on, come on.

Okay.

Trent?

Trent?

Anti-radiation scrubber
activated!

Thank you for trusting me.

We'’re gonna need
to have a talk

about what Trent said to you.

Of course.

- Dr. Kabir.
- If it'’s not life-threatening,

- take a number.
- Just the opposite.

My murder investigation is over,
so if you need a hand...

Okay, so most of
these people are suffering

from radiation poisoning,
burns, and the like,

so first you need to, um...

- Excuse me a second.
- Mm-hmm.

- Here for your knee?
- There'’s nothing wrong
with my knee.

And you know,
I don'’t really appreciate
you lying about me like that.

Yeah, well,
I don'’t appreciate
you lying to me.

- Lying to you?
- Mm-hmm.

When have I lied to you?

We'’ve barely ever
had a conversation.

I'’ve seen your medical records.
They'’re perfect.

They'’re too perfect
to be real.

You'’ve risked your life
for two spacewalks,
the comet assignment,

and you just volunteered
for a suicide mission.

You clearly have a death wish,

and I'’m worried
you'’re going to take
the ship with you.

Yeah, look,
you'’ve really got no idea
what you'’re talking about.

Okay, well,
you know where I am

whenever you wanna
update your records.

In the meantime,
ice that knee.

There'’s nothing wrong
with my knee.

Unfortunately, we can'’t
weaponize the element

or create any sort
of countermeasure devices.

Yet you look excited, Angus.

We'’ve come up with
the next best thing.

It'’s an early warning system
in case we come within range

of the element again.

Yeah, it'’s just a matter
of augmenting our sensors

to look for the element'’s
unique properties.

I can upload it to
the sensor system right now.

- On your word, of course.
- Do it.

- Well done.
- I was worried
you'’d be mad at us

- for failing our assignment.
- Not at all.

You thought outside the box.
I admire that.

The scrubbers
have cleared the ship.

Bridge to all personnel.

I am pleased to announce
all radiation risk
has been cleared.

The ship can now
safely reopen.

One step forward,
two steps back.

It'’s gonna take time
to make the repairs,

and get us up
to a decent speed,
if that'’s even possible.

I know you'’ll figure it out.

Lane.

You were really going to do it?

Before Trent volunteered?

- You were going to
take the hit for us?
- Is that a question?

I think I underestimated you.

I know I underestimated you.

What did Trent say
to convince you?

I didn'’t wanna say this
with everyone in here,

but Trent did it for you, Alicia.

Something about you having
your whole life ahead of you.

He didn'’t want you to die
and miss that.

Um...

Well, I don'’t know about you,
but I feel like this session

- is a long time coming.
- Yeah.

You'’re gonna need
to get rid of that poster.

Where should we begin?

I'’ll do the talking,
you do the listening?

Of course.
This is a safe space.

Don'’t be afraid to be free.
Go where your instincts want to.

- Cat?
- Listening.

Earlier today,
Lieutenant Lane called me
a ticking time bomb, and--

- Question.
- Sure, go ahead.

Lane is highly emotional.

If anyone'’s a time bomb,
it'’s him.

- That was a question?
- What are you afraid of?

That he might be right.

My mission was clear.

Jasper found out,
so he had to die.

So everything about
"the balance" was bullshit?

No. Balance is only
part of the mission.

After Susan died, you said
not everyone would make it,

and that was my second clue
that you were one of us.

What was the first?

I saw something in you
in the send-off ceremony.

Trust on speaker:
I'’m William Trust.

- Full of people...
- I thought Trust got fired

from his own company
because he went crazy.

Most geniuses
are a little crazy.

That'’s when I knew.

I knew you were one of us,

that you had it in you
to complete our mission.

Susan, she opened my eyes
to a higher purpose,

and now I'’m gonna do
the same for you.

Come on, just think
about it, Lane.

Where would we be
without him?

He'’s the reason we're alive.

It'’s all his plan,
his grand design.

Okay, I will save this ship
for one simple reason.

To save William Trust.

It'’s my duty.

Now it'’s your duty
to keep Trust safe

because there are people
aboard this ship

who might want him dead.