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The triangulum galaxy.

300 billion planets--

each one 1,000 times larger
than earth.

A mass of more than 50,000
light-years from end to end,

and yet surprisingly enough,

not a single
decent place to eat.

( Both chuckle )

Must be weird...

Being an astronomer
and not being able to see.

Oh, I don't know.

What do you see
when you look up
at the sky at night?

The moon, stars.

Tiny little dots
far, far away?

Our eyes drawn to the twinkle
of 100 billion galaxies,

giving life to illusion,
illusion to life--

something upon which
to hang our hopes.

So why do you
have a telescope?

Came with the place.

( Chuckles )

Show me something else.

I don't see anything.

You will.

Wow! That was cool.

This a bad time, professor?

Scott.

My friend and I
were just admiring
your comet.

New research assistant,
professor?

Oh, come on, commander.

You know I put
the education
of our youth

ahead of my own
pathetic needs

for love and understanding.

We envy your sacrifice,
Tobias.

And now if you'll
extend that courtesy
to Lucas,

we can uplink
your trackers.

We've got a comet
to recover, remember?

Yeah, right.

Hey, Lucas.

When the commander
picks a name for his comet,

make sure he goes with
something folksy--

none of that Alpha bravo
numbers crap.

He's been pushing
wolenczak's comet
all morning.

Hey, come on.
That's folksy.

If that thing
burns itself out

before I've had a chance
to study it,

I'm callin' it quits.

The energy it's packin',

it could be my ticket
out of our solar system.

You're sure there's
something out there
worth your time?

I'm sure I'm not gonna find out
till I get out there
and take a look.

You're pretty casual
about interstellar travel,
aren't you?

On the contrary, captain.

I find the idea
fascinating.

It's just that, to date,

nothing's ever fallen
out of the sky

that's done anything

but remind us
how vulnerable we are.

I'm on-line, professor.

The comet just passed through
the q upper belt.

She's wet in 16 minutes.

She's flying.

Lieutenant Brody.

Status report.

Recovery team
prepped and ready, sir.

Commander, this stuff
is amazing.

Hydrogen particles,
mednet radiation,

absolute matter....
Just a few seconds old.

If these readings are correct,

that comet has traversed
the entire known universe

in less than six weeks.

That's billions of light-years
from end to end.

Nothing moves that fast.

Dominant
absolute matter does.

But absolute matter is a theory.
It doesn't exist.

If it did,

anyone could travel
between galaxies

in the blink of an eye.

What do you think
of my comet now, Tobias?

I think you better
keep an eye on it.

Lieutenant, what's wrong?

I can't get to it, sir.

This thing is going up
like a giant bromo.

I don't know how much more
of this heat I can take.

Were you able
to recover anything?

No, sir. Nothing.

She's gone.

We've got every
available unit
in the area

sweeping the perimeter.

Unfortunately,
telemetry readings

aren't holding out
much hope.

Surface temperatures
have even returned to normal.

It's like
it never happened.

Scott, it was a comet.

It fell to earth,
it broke apart.
That's what comets do.

Yeah, well, interstellar
travel just slipped
through my fingers.

If I don't find a way to travel

outside our galaxy,
I'm gonna lose my funding

to this guy.
Hey!

I lent you my boat,
didn't I?

Tobias, if I didn't
know you better,

I'd swear that you were glad
this thing broke apart.

I'm glad no one got hurt.

Whenever you go up against
the forces of nature,

and get out
with your hide intact,

you thank your lucky stars.

You thank 'em.

If you ask me,
I got ripped off.

Scott, you've been
to Mars and back.

Do you know how many people
went with you?

Everyone from Leonardo da Vinci
to the Wright brothers

was strapped inside
that tin can
right alongside you.

When our time comes,

your contributions
will be there, too.

I don't plan on
being there in spirit, Tobias.

I plan on being there
in person.

Professor, thanks again
for the use of
your trackers.

Any time, Nathan.

Kind of embarrassing
falling on your face

in front of the man
who taught you everything.

Sorry, commander.
We had six hours out there,

and we were just
pulling up water.

There's a cold front
stirring things up.

Even if there were
something to find,

by now, it's been blown
miles from here.

Thanks for tryin'.

You can call the rest
in, Jonathan.

Aye, sir.

Sea crabs Alpha and bravo,
mission one is scrapped.

Return to base.

Roger that, seaquest.
We're heading in.

Tobias is one of
the great minds
of our time.

Totally blind,

and there isn't
a solar system
in our galaxy

that he hasn't
charted.

Did you know that
when he was seven years old,

he pinpointed
the exact moment

that the universe
was born?

At age seven,
I barely knew
my own birthdate.

At 14, he holds Newton's chair
at Cambridge.

Ooh. And I thought you were
competitive with me.

It's like he was born
for one reason.

It was to open our eyes
to the wonders of the universe.

You should have seen him.

Skinny little 14-year-old kid
totally captivating

a room full of NASA
pencil necks.

Made us all feel
like we were idiots.

You know, intelligence
can only take us so far.

Then we have to get out
and walk.

Yeah.

Well, you're lucky, Nathan.

You've got this boat.

Your universe will always
be within reach.

I'll never have that.

( Banging sound )

What is it, my friend?

He wants us to follow.

What is it, pal?

Darwin can't leave.
Too slimy.

What? An oil spill?

Not oil. Blanket.

A blanket?

O'Neil, what's he saying?

I don't know.

I'm not reading
any contaminants.

There's no internal ruptures
or fuel leaks, either.

Engage a wskr.
Aye, sir.

Where's the blanket?

Around seaquest.
Brings new life.

Wskr view up, sir.

Looks like a cocoon.

Ortiz, how deep are we?

I have no idea, sir.

Anything I ping out
just pings right back at me.

( Distorted voice on P.A. )

Piccolo, repeat.

( Static on P.A. )

Piccolo?

He's in "c" deck, sir.

It's kind of like
everything shoved
into a corner,

and I really think
somebody oughta
come down here

and look at this.

Anybody?

What is that?

The pimple from hell.

Has the main line
busted?

Lucas, go check
the rest of the hull.

Looks like
it's full
of liquid.

Maybe the head's
backed up,

'cause this thing
stinks.

Structural integrity
is fine.

Let's try the sonogram.

Okay.

Captain.

It's a baby.

Yeah, but a baby what?

Q to base seven. This is
commander Scott Keller.
Do you copy?

I need a priority one
signal.

What kind of baby is it?

Question
of the hour, dag.

I'll tell you
what it is.

It's an unknown biologic
that's dragging us

to the ocean floor.

I think it's kinda cute.

Base seven, this is
commander Keller.

Do you copy?

I'm sorry, sir.

I can't hold a signal.

Nothing can work
in this heat.

Can we surface?

We're too heavy, Scott.

I can't afford to risk
blowing the ballast.

This thing is feeding
off the bio-skin
of our boat.

It's growing.

That's what babies do, dag.

No, he's right.

It is growing.

We're about to give birth
to an alien.

Nathan, we gotta
tell someone.

I'd like to share
your enthusiasm,

but I've got a submarine
to get back on-line.

Activate level ten
emergency oxygen procedures.

Report to designated
shelter stations.

That thing breathes our air.

Our air, our water--

all systems have shut down
in sequence.

All right, commander,

let's go to level ten
emergency.

Lock off everything
above the "c" deck.

Move as far away
from this thing as possible.

And I want guards
on that thing
around the clock.

Aye, sir. Okay, people,
let's move it.

Ah!
Oh!

( Roars )

Lucas: That's it.

There's no more juice.

I've seen enough.

It's got a full charge.

Good. Hook it up
to your tracker.

Let's hunt
that thing down.

O'Neil...

Damage report.

From what I can tell, sir,
there is no damage.

Just no power.

All these cells
have been drained dry.

All right.

Everyone stay in that shelter
until this thing is found.

Ford and Brody
are going on
a search party.

The rest of us
will head back
as soon as we can.

I want all corridors sealed
and locked behind us.

Is everyone accounted for?

No, sir.
There are three no-shows.

Miguel's one of 'em.

I got activity
on "b" deck.

Ortiz is missing?

Don't worry, dagwood.
We'll find him.

Colter, novacek,
run flank with Brody.

You two with me.
Yes, sir.

I'm going, too.
No, you're not.

This was my deal.

I can handle myself.

Okay, gentlemen, stay sharp.
Let's move.

I thought the aliens
were our friends.

I guess there's a good
and bad in everything, dagwood.

This is a bad
in everything?

Yes, this is a very bad
in everything.

( Sniffs )

It smells like
a bad in everything.

( Beeping )

I'm gettin' something
up ahead.

Come on.

Weapons on full.

There's something in here.

Trudell?

Ortiz?

( Screaming )

Stop. You'll
hit colter!

Lieutenant, what's going on?

He snatched colter
right up through

the grid work
above "c" deck.

Jonathan, he's right
below you.

Any sign of Miguel?

He was here;
That's all I know.

Be careful, man.
This thing is fast.

What's up here?

It's the mag-lev,
but he's not up there.

Brody says he's
on "b" deck.

He was here
for some reason.

You can't make sense
of this thing, commander.

It's a predator.

He may be a predator,

but he's trying
to make sense of us.

Brody? Meet us at mag-lev.

( Beeping )

( Beeping quickens )

It's a scrub.

No. Huh-uh.

Let's splash this one
right now.

No, wait.

It's not another one.

It's Ortiz.

A person is missing
until found, commander.

Aye, sir.

If Ortiz is on this boat,
we'll find him.

Get me Scott again.

Yeah?

Scott, what do we got here?

I wish I knew, Nathan.

He's collecting things--
books, photographs, clothes--
things from our world.

Think it's capable
of processing information?

This stuff isn't random.

He wants something.

I'm not gonna wait
to find out
what it is.

My interest in science
lags when my crew
is in danger.

This doesn't necessarily
mean that Ortiz is dead.

No, sir.

Of course not.
No, absolutely not, sir.

These com lines
can be set up
for emergency power

by satellite, right?

Yeah, but the e.B.S.
Controls it from their end.

Yeah, but we can
tap into them
if we need them, right?

Yes, but the power
would be negligible.

I'm not even sure
how much power you can
pull out of the atmosphere.

If it powers
one extra pulse rifle,
it's worth it.

We'd have to find a hot wire
somewhere along this system.

Here. Communications.

Somebody's gonna
have to crawl through

40 feet of duct ware
to get there.

I'll do it.
It's no problem.

I'll go.

Uh, you better
let me do this.

Why? 'Cause it's
dangerous?

Let me earn
my keep, would you?

Remember, if you
see anything,
hear anything,

don't hesitate to push
that all-alert flash.

Got it.

Thanks.

Me and my big mouth.

I'm in.

Nothin'.

Either his trail ends here
or this battery's dead.

Where is he?

Is there any other way
to get this thing operational

without power--
a backup system?

No, once the power goes down,
mag-lev goes with it.

If you're between stations,

you gotta hoof it
to the next stop.

I've done it.
It ain't pretty.

What about through here?

No, he couldn't
have gone through there.

That's an emergency exit.

Even with no power,
if somebody goes
through there,

an alarm sounds
throughout the entire boat.

He's fried
the alarm system.

If he's inside
the mag-lev tunnel,

he can access
the entire boat.

Smarter than I thought.

( Sniffing )

Dag, am I glad to see you.

I'm glad to see you.

Where's the baby bad thing?

Does that look like
the work of a baby?

Help me out, would you?

Dag?

( Roars )

Dag.

Are you all right?

Barely even fazed that thing.

Miguel.

Thanks.

The others
didn't make it out.

Trying to make it
to the shelter, but...

Boat was sealed up tight.

Dagwood, you saved
my life, man.

Thanks.

Welcome...

Man.

It was a bad thing.

Let's get you guys
to safe quarters.

( Growling )

Tim.

I was able to hot wire
the vid link.

It's rebooting
through memory now.

Great job.

Um, Ortiz is fine;
A little banged up,

but he'll live to tell
his grandkids.

Henderson.

Lonnie.

Scott, my friend and I
were just...

Admiring your comet.

Lonnie!

Tim!

Tim!!

Don't worry, Lonnie,
I'm comin'!

Tim!

Lonnie!

Tim!

No!!

( Lonnie screaming )

Recharge weapons

and the medical
facilities.

You might as well
charge a shaver;

it's as useless
as these pulse rifles
against that thing.

Captain, what about Henderson?

I'm not getting anything
on the tracker, Lucas.

Well, your trackers are wrong.

It's busted or something;
The batteries are low.

There's no way
she can be gone.
She can't be gone!

It's fully charged, Lucas.
I'm sorry.

Easy, easy.

Maybe she's hiding...

Like Ortiz.

Even with Miguel
down in the belly
of this beast,

it always
registers something.

I should've gone.

It should've been me.

Captain, I'm getting something
in the engine room.

Lucas: It's Henderson.

No, it's moving too fast.

Do we have enough power
to charge the ballast?

Some. Yeah, but not enough
to drag us to the surface

with this shell around us.

What happens if we
empty the swim tubes?

We might have
more pressure to work with.

All right, let's do it.

Secure Darwin
in the moon pool.

We'll suck this thing
into the swim tubes

and blast it out
through the ballast.

Lucas.

Yeah?

This was Henderson's
choice.

No matter
what it looks like,

it's not your fault.

Whether it's my fault or not,
it sure feels like it is,

so I fail to see the difference.

Darwin's secured
in "c" deck, captain.

Tubes are drained.

( Loud roaring )

He's on the move!

O'Neil, seal off
"b" deck now!

He's gone;
You missed him.

Gimme that thing.

Rumor has it
there's a blind spot

up around the lock port.

I hide in it
to get out of
kitchen duty.

I really doubt
it's true, sirs,
but hey, you never know.

Must be true.

O'Neil...

Flood the tubes.

Flood tubes 6 and 7 now.

It's Henderson.
She's alive!

We got her, sir.

All right,
let's close 'em down.

Grab her legs.

I knew you'd make it.

I knew you couldn't
have gone.

I was hiding from that thing.

I crawled inside the ballast.

Easy, easy.
Just take it easy.

I saw it get flushed out
the ballast tubes.

It's gone, sir.

Let's get her
to med bay.

( Coughing )
No.

I can make it.
I'm okay.

When this is all over,

this tub's gonna need
some serious spring cleaning.

What is this stuff?

Excess cocoonage.

It's jammin'
the swim tubes.

It seems to be
breaking up.

Ortiz, let's see
if we can reboot the system.

Aye, sir.

It's working, sir.

Vid link, oxygen thrusters,

everything's coming
back on-line.

We may be
out of the woods.

Brody, run a scan over
all of seaquest.

Make sure
this thing's really gone.

Don't have to, sir.

I can tell you right now,
it's still onboard.

Where?
Launch bay.

And movin' fast.

Who's driving that thing?

I don't know, sir.

They have their vid link
turned off.

Start the security cam
in the launch bay.

Aye, aye, sir.

( Grunting )

What is she doing?

Ortiz, override its power.

I can't, sir.

That thing's completely
fried the guidance system.

I have no control over it.

Scott...

My friend and I
were just admiring
your comet.

Vid link always reboot
through memory?

Just the last few uplinks.

It's only got about 10k.

The same transmission
played back

when Henderson tapped into
the e.B.S. Satellite system.

So, we have mass

times density into space...

Giving us the so-called
mending of time.

But if time does truly
loop around

in its much-ballyhooed
continuum,

why then can we only remember
the past

and not the future?

Because pure density
only exists in
absolute matter.

But absolute matter
doesn't exist.

It's a concept.

Unless you mean
the absence of matter,
miss, uh...

Henderson, Lonnie.

Miss Henderson, Lonnie.

No, that's not what I meant.

I assume density
is absolute.

And you assume correctly.

( Buzzer sounds )

I will see you all Thursday.

Anything else,
miss Henderson, Lonnie?

Wouldn't the same
mass density ratio

also apply in absolutes?

Ha. No.
It would not.

Can I ask why?

If I can ask why
such enormous questions

come from such
a pretty voice.

Okay, you caught me.

I memorized them
from one of your book discs.

I was trying to get
your attention by
impressing you.

Why would someone
want to do that?

I have a very curious mind.

Are you as thirsty as I am,
miss Henderson, Lonnie?

Readings are red-lining.

It's coming from
that direction.

Tobias: What drives our need
to understand these things

that twinkle on
around us?

Isn't it just knowing

that this great unknown
is out there--

the wonder,
the sheer inspiration?

"Thou art the star
for which all evening waits."

Oh.

Sorry.

I'm a sucker for
great inspiration.

Did I do something
to deserve that?

Guess i'm
a sucker for it, too.

( Growling )

You threw that thing
halfway across the room.

Oh, more than halfway,
I should think.

What's it want, Tobias?

Why did it
come after you?

Thank you for saving my life,
my friend.

We lost him
in the woods.

That thing could be
anywhere by now.

It won't go far.

I'm the one he wants.

The only ones in danger

are the people
standing in the way
of my execution.

I should have seen this coming.

I have no excuse for myself.

What about Henderson?

Is she still alive
inside that thing?

Oh, your friend is fine.

I never could have
fallen for her

if her soul wasn't human.

I can smell my own kind
a mile away.

What kind is that?

My world.

Hiberian.

11 million light-years
from earth;

heretofore unobserved

in your grand scheme
of the universe.

I'm gettin'
a grand scheme myself.

How do we know the other one's
an assassin?

You're the one who's been
hiding out on our planet.

Maybe the other guy's
a bounty hunter;
The law or something;

whatever you have
on your planet.

The good professor here
is a fugitive from justice.

Fugitive.

That's a good word for me.

You're a criminal?

In my world, yes,
I guess I am.

Hiberian is a planet
of conquest,

forever at war with itself
and those around it.

My teachings in tolerance
and anti-expansion

branded me a traitor,
for which I was
sentenced to death.

I implanted my embryo
and took off for a new world.

Bringing us your trouble.

Hopefully I've brought you
more than that.

This one who's after me
is a stormer--

not overly bright,

but damn good at his work.

Hiberian will only know
that your planet is peopled

and therefore conquerable,

if he's successful
in returning with my head.

What happened
to the boy, Tobias?

I am as you've always
known me, my friend.

Tobias leconte,

son of atold
and Phyllis leconte,

naturalists researching
the serengeti

with their infant son

when a great ball of fire
fell to earth,

blinding the young leconte.

Exposure to the comet
would later develop as cancer,

which, having
a natural immunity,

I was able to fight off.

In some respects, I gave
that child a life
he never would have had.

What about our friend?

She's imprisoned until
my assassin releases her.

So we can't kill it
without killing her,

or hand you over
to this stormer

without leaving ourselves
open to attack.

I'm very sorry
about your friend.

It was never my intention
to bring trouble to this planet.

There's gotta be
something we can do.

As I said,
it isn't very smart,

and it only wants one thing.

Can I help you?

Yes, I'm looking for
professor leconte.

The professor is in
the second-floor lecture hall.

I believe I saw him there
earlier.

Thank you.

( Monster's voice )
Where is he?

The professor lives here now.

He no longer lives
by your rules.

This isn't your fight.

This one is dead

if you don't
take me to him now.

What's going on?

Sir, please, I know
you're just doing your job,

but let us handle this
ourselves.

Drop your weapon
and release him.

Please trust me.
I said drop it!

Thank god
you're all so stupid.

Can't you guys
ever leave something behind

for a person to study?

I think I might have
something better for
you, my friend.

The mechanics of it
were actually quite simple.

Figuring out a way to create
dominant absolute matter

to fuel the thing
was another matter,

( chuckles )
So to speak.

You don't like it?

Like it?

It's incredible.

How did you achieve
absolute mass?

More important,

why did you let me
spin my wheels all these years

when you had it all along?

Why, my friend?

So you could run off
and get yourself lost

or worse, killed,

never to be
heard from again?

No, I like you too much, Scotty.

I like your planet,
I like its people,

but you've got
a lot to learn

about the power
of interstellar travel,

and plenty of time
to learn it.

My teacher, my tormentor
till the very end.

Couldn't persuade you
to stay, huh?

Hmm.

I'd love to, Nathan,

but it's only
a matter of time

before they find me again.

It's better
this way.

Exactly where will you go?

I mean...

You mean, how will I see
to get there?

Actually, I was kind of hoping
you'd drive, Scott.

Come with me, my friend.

Let's go in search of
other worlds--

experience for ourselves

all those places
we argued about

over so many
pitchers of beer.

Lucas?

Has he gone or is he
thinking it over?

He's thinking it over.

There's nothing to think about.

This is what I've dreamed of
my whole life.

Only my family
and my good friends

would ever tolerate
my long absences.

I hope you'll understand
this one, too.

You know, Lucas,

I never realized this
until now--

how similar you are
to Tobias.

Are you sure you're not
from outer space?

Hey...

You guys take care
of each other.

Yeah.

Thank you.

I wonder if
he'll come back.

Depends on what he finds
out there.

I hope he comes back.

Me, too.

You have any idea
how to get outta here?

None whatsoever.

Well, every journey
begins with one small step.

What the hell?
Let's go.

Hi. I'm Marcus Sanchez.

Surrounding me
are not snakes, but fish--

the legendary
moray eel.

Once considered sacred,

early Egyptians believed
morays to be mystical,

and ancient romans even
sacrificed slaves to them.

Long a nightmare to divers,

we know now
that the moray's gaping smile

to be a necessary
breathing technique.

Though common
throughout all oceans,

morays are rarely seen
outside their caves,

emerging only at night

to feed on
their favorite foods--

lobster and octopus.

See you on the next adventure
of seaquest.

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