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Previously on "The Ark"...

- Tyson 5E. - Whoever Maddox was meeting

might still be there waiting for her.

Come on over.

I'm not the man I was.

Something happened to Brice as the shuttle took off.

- Is the FTL charged? - Yeah, but...

This ship is a safe haven for clones.

We can be whatever we want.

- Fire EMP, Sasha. - At what?

"Ark 22" has left.

Maddox was trying to help Kurtis find a special G-44.

- What's a G-44? - You're looking at one.

Let's get the hell off this ship.

What the hell is going on?

I don't know, but we need to get moving.

That doctor said something about me being the one.

Wait.

Drake's wife said he was searching

for a special G-44 clone, but she didn't know why.

- You talked to Drake's wife? - Yeah, long story.

Can we get out of here now?

There is an advantage to looking like her.

And, I mean, you're about his size.

Drake to Morgan.

What's the status of the procedure?

We're about to begin, sir.

Good. Let's not waste any time.

My guards saw that J6-82 from "Ark 1"

running down the corridor.

I'm sending you two additional guards.

We have to go.

Okay, we'll go out the back door,

straight to the shuttle, and radio "Ark 1" from there.

Uh, Sharon, we're in FTL.

Shit.

We can't detach a shuttle from an Ark while traveling at FTL.

It will break apart. - Wait.

I know a way, but we need to get there first.

Wait.

Ian?

This is--

Bad.

This is bad, but we have to go.

What the hell is Drake doing to them?

Nothing good.

We have to do something. - No, no, no.

Sharon, these people are clearly Gen 3s.

They've already lost their minds.

Look at them.

But they're still people.

We have to help them.

Team 2, check sector 5, 7, and 13.

We have to go, now.

No. No.

I thought "Ark 22" were basing themselves here.

I didn't think that they'd leave.

Alicia.

There's just no way of finding them now.

We are so screwed! - Hey! Take a breath, okay?

It's just--there's no way of tracing Garnet or Ian's WD

and no way to know where the Ark went

or even what direction it was heading.

Hey, I once watched you untangle this Ark

from an alternate universe.

You can figure this out. - That was different.

No, you can science your way out of anything, okay?

Hammond is requesting a word with you.

You've led us all into grave danger.

You disobeyed my direct orders. - You're not my captain.

Well, your captain left me in charge,

and now you disobeyed us both

and led the entire crew into danger.

Do you even have a plan? - Yes, we do.

I heard Drake's ship's gone.

You have no idea where they are, do you?

You know, there may be no more GSA,

but I reached a rank of admiral

through a lot of hard work and experience.

So tell me, Lieutenant, have you ever commanded a ship

while it was under attack?

Or launched an Ark with 300 people

while the Earth descended into chaos?

Well, despite what you might think about me,

I'm not some power-hungry outsider

looking for a command.

I want to help.

So let me out, and we can fix this together.

Or you can keep me in here,

and we all die

because of your idiotic actions.

I'll take that under advisement.

Lieutenant Reed to Drake.

- Yes? - We have a problem in Med Bay.

Impose an immediate ship-wide lockdown.

And I want every J6-82 and G-44 identified.

We understand the living quarters

are a bit tight right now, but we're working--

Tight is an understatement.

Ever since Eastern Federation arrived,

we've been sleeping in bunks.

We're working on expanding our perimeters

so we can build more housing.

We need more generators.

Has anyone noticed that lights have been going out

in the EF quarters but not in the GSA cabins?

There is no GSA and no EF anymore.

We're all one here!

Hey! Hey, quiet down, everyone!

Welcome back, Mr. Strickland.

I imagine it was a long night.

So it was.

- Any news? - No.

No footprints, no belongings, not a trace.

But I haven't lost hope of finding Angus or Kelly,

and we should not give up.

Perhaps we should.

I don't want to put others in danger

for such a futile cause.

It--it's not futile.

You just said you found no sign of your friends.

There's still a chance they're alive.

It's worth the minimal danger to--

"Minimal danger"?

We lost two people,

vanished without a trace.

And as someone reminded us,

we all know the danger that Kelly presents.

I will not accept that scenario.

We found no signs of foul play.

You know what?

I'm going back out there to search some more.

I advise you not to.

Who's with me?

Anyone?

I'll go.

I think they're trying to tell us something.

Who? Who is trying to tell us something?

I don't know.

Could they be people who worked for Mother?

Unless she invented some new technology,

I don't think they would have been here long enough

to build this.

Could another Ark have gotten here even longer ago?

No, not much longer.

All the Arks launched within the same window.

So they're aliens.

They could be some sort

of indigenous intelligent creatures, I guess.

Wouldn't that be cool?

"Cool"?

They just tried to dump us in a lava pit.

No, they showed us a lava pit.

That's why I think they're trying to tell us something.

At this point, they're going to starve us to death.

If we don't get food soon, we'll die.

- Water. - What?

If we don't get water soon, we'll die.

We can survive at least four more days without water,

and we can survive around 30 to 60 days without food.

You sound like you speak from experience.

My family struggled a lot back on Earth.

We sometimes went days without food.

I'm sorry.

It's why I got into horticulture.

It felt comforting

to know I could make food anywhere...

anytime.

Why would they give us a bunch of rocks?

Maybe they think that's what we eat.

Mmm. How's your salad?

Mine's great.

I guess, uh...

the sunshine actually makes a difference.

But, um, I'd die for a steak right now.

Sanji...

I'm sorry.

Look, I don't--I don't know what else to say.

I know I overstepped the other day--

"Overstepped"?

I told you that I needed to handle it myself,

and then you immediately went and threatened him.

You don't understand how it feels to go through--

Did you know they were--

Sanji.

Sanji, please, wait. - I just--

I really don't want to get involved,

but if Ves is in a relationship with--

she should know about my past with him.

I agree.

But it's really none of my business.

You want me to talk to her? - No!

It's definitely not your business.

Okay, look...

I'm just trying to figure this out, just like you.

I--

I have to do this on my own, okay?

Thought I might find you here.

I brought you the new drink from the bar.

The Homebase Highball.

- Really? - Mm.

A sweet and very strong drink

is the last thing they should be serving

if they're trying to ease tensions.

But it might be just the thing for someone who's feeling,

I don't know, a bit down in the dumps.

Thanks, but I really need to focus.

Still concocting impossible theories about Brice's death?

Come look at this.

I was able to zoom in and enhance

"Ark 1's" high-res hull cameras

to see his death from a different angle.

You really like putting yourself through hell,

don't you?

Look, his body definitely disappeared.

But if he was dragged away by a creature, like you said,

we would see drag marks, and there aren't any, so--

The ground is hard.

Drag marks wouldn't show, or they've been blown away.

Or he walked away.

Eva, I know you're looking for answers,

but maybe it's time to admit there just aren't any.

You should spend your time doing something

that might actually result in something good.

It's been over two hours.

Please tell me you've made some progress.

I have.

I've been analyzing the spectral emissions

from a trace amount of ionized particles left behind

by "Ark 22" to determine which direction it went.

And?

The results are inconclusive, but I'm confident

it will lead to something soon.

- Okay, how soon? - I don't know.

We can't keep the whole crew stranded here forever.

No one said forever.

Well, then how long are you gonna try to figure this out

before we give up and head back to Homebase?

"Give up"?

We're not giving up.

What did Hammond say to you? - Nothing.

It's just...

we can only do this for so long

before we have to move on, Alicia.

Hey, Mike!

You on for poker tonight? - Oh, yeah. Sure am, buddy.

Yeah. - All right.

- "Buddy"? - I panicked.

Okay.

We'll wait for the guard to pass,

and then we got a straight shot to the shuttle.

Uh, Sharon?

I guess they're making new clones.

Coast is clear.

Come on.

- Could you give me more space? - No, actually, I can't.

I'm working as fast as I can. I--

Oh, no.

- What? - I've been locked out. I--

What?

What the hell? So have I.

Are the GSA override codes still active?

- I'm not sure. - They sure are.

All right, kids, fun's over. - How did you get out?

I've been doing this a long time.

I'm a trained soldier.

That guard you put on me was not.

He went down far too easy.

Please, Admiral, we can't just leave--

I gave you a chance.

Now we're doing things my way.

Hey!

Where do you think you're going?

Uh, we got an alert to check on some noise near the hatch.

With the doctor?

We thought someone might be hurt.

- I'll scan you first. - Hey.

Uh, whoa, is that necessary?

Please remain where you are and look into the device.

Oh, no need for that, Mark, dear.

They're with me.

Mrs. Drake, we have strict orders

to check all G-44s and J6-82s.

I understand that.

But I'm telling you, it's not necessary.

Come on.

You're not really gonna dismiss Kurtis Drake's wife, are you?

Huh?

Listen, I'll happily call my husband,

if that's what you want.

Is that what you want?

No.

No, it's--it's fine.

Toodle-oo.

Thanks for that.

Uh, Clark, I presume.

Oh, just call me brother.

I'm good.

Why are you helping us?

Because we want you to take us with you,

away from my husband.

We're--we're in love,

and we'd rather not keep sneaking around.

Or get thrown out the airlock,

which will likely happen if we stay here, so...

Well, taking you with us is a risk.

Why should we?

If you do, we'll tell you everything you want to know,

starting with why you should really try some pink lipstick.

It does wonders for our complexion.

Please, I know I can figure out where they are.

If you could just give me more time, then--

You've had enough time.

Frankly, I regret not locking you out sooner.

- But I know-- - Enough!

I wanted you to see for yourself

how improbable your plan was,

but the fact that you still can't see it is alarming.

Set a course for Homebase 1. We're going home.

Look...

I am not making this decision lightly,

but I think you all know

this is what Captain Garnet would want.

And she left me in charge.

I'll only take orders from someone I trust.

That would be Alicia or Garnet.

I feel the same way.

This is ridiculous.

I'll do it myself.

Please, Admiral, if you respect the GSA mores,

then you know that we can't-- - I'm done arguing about this!

We won't take orders from you!

- Stand down! - Wait, stop! Stop!

I think we should listen to Admiral Hammond.

What?

Look, I don't want to leave our friends behind.

You know I don't, but we don't have a plan to find them,

and even if you had all the time in the world, Alicia,

it's still a needle in the giant haystack of space.

We should go back to Homebase.

I think it's what Captain Garnet would do,

don't you?

Yeah.

What happened?

Generators don't just explode without reason.

Well, people are saying

former EF engineers illegally tried to reroute

the electricity to their quarters.

They just blew up the generator by accident.

Well, other people are saying that former GSA engineers

were doing the opposite.

- What do we know? - Not much.

Just that this was a targeted attack,

which means that it wasn't accidental.

How do you know?

I tested the residue on the generator.

It's made of an explosive compound called trillium.

Trillium?

Where would someone get access to that?

That's just it--

trillium is too volatile to be carried on Arks.

So we don't know who brought it here or how.

What we do know is that whoever did this

wanted to create a large and deadly explosion.

What do you know about trillium...

Mr. Avega?

"Mr. Avega."

It's Captain, and the answer is nothing.

EF ships don't carry it for the same reason as Arks.

Can you prove that?

- What are you implying? - Nothing.

I'm just asking a question.

Well, I could ask you the same question.

Did someone from GSA bring it?

Maybe this Maddox person I keep hearing about?

Dr. Kabir?

Hi, Ves.

Uh...

May I call you Ves?

Well, that's what everyone else is calling me.

How may I help you, Doctor?

Um, I was hoping that we could speak in private.

It's a personal matter.

So is this about Milan?

Uh, I'm--I'm not sure what he told you, but--

That you used to be married.

Yes.

It sounds like it was a difficult relationship.

Uh, that's one way of putting it.

Well, some people just don't fit together, I suppose.

Yeah, well, um, this was more than that.

Um...

Milan had a pretty severe drinking problem

and was abusive.

He quit drinking when he came on "Ark 11."

He's been sober ever since.

I'm glad to hear that.

I know Milan.

I was on an Ark with him for over two years.

I guess that's at least...

a year longer than you were married to him, right?

Um, did he ever tell you how we met?

He didn't tell me much at all about you.

Oh.

I was sitting on a bus...

heading home from a late shift at the hospital.

He came over and sat next to me,

struck up a conversation, and within two minutes,

he said he knew we would get married.

And I knew...

he was right.

Is there a point?

Yeah.

The point is that...

I know how charming he can be.

You know when the last time I saw Milan was?

When he watched me drive away

and he put his fist through a wall.

I applied for "Ark 1" without telling him.

When I got accepted,

I left as fast as I could

with whatever I could pack.

I had to go to frickin' space to get away from him.

Aw.

Okay.

I just thought you should know that.

Well, Generator B is secure.

The control panel needed fixing,

if you can believe that.

You know, doing your work for you is well below my pay grade,

but I have to say,

there is something thrilling about going back to basics.

It reminds me how brilliant and generous I am.

That's nice.

So did you hear we voted

and we're gonna turn Homebase into a nudist colony?

Mm-hmm.

Sounds good.

- Well... - Yeah.

Markovic!

You haven't listened to a word I've said, have you?

I'm sorry. I'm just focused.

On what?

I triangulated a repeating signal

coming from Ross.

It could be a transmission.

It's an automated distress beacon.

All Arks have them.

That one's coming from "Ark 4."

If you check back on the SAV logs,

you've probably been getting it for days.

I did check the logs.

It started right after "Ark 1" left Ross.

Well, there could be a dozen reasons for that,

none of them to do with human intervention.

Still, it's possible.

Have you done your work on Generator C?

Not yet.

I'll do it.

I'm just becoming such a good person.

Yeah, good people don't say stuff like that.

So now you're listening to me.

There you are.

I've been looking all over for you, Doctor.

What do you want, Mr. Trust?

Tell me, have you tried the Homebase Highball?

It's a delicious drink.

I'm an addict, remember?

This is water.

I thought that was pills, not spirits.

Well, I'm not about to trade one addiction for another.

So why are you sat at a bar, of all places?

I don't know, I always used to go to the bar for a drink

after a bad day on Earth.

I guess old habits, you know? - Mmm.

Oh, you really need to taste this.

Uh, right. Never mind.

Why were you looking for me?

Well, you know, I'm normally completely oblivious

to other people's emotions.

Well, I believe-- - Don't worry. I'll be fine.

No, I'm talking about Eva.

- Eva? - Yes.

Poor woman-- she spends all her hours

watching and rewatching

the video of the Scotsman's death.

Yeah, I-I know it's been really hard on her.

Yes, and I was hoping that you could give her

some kind of pill to make it stop.

She's getting absolutely no work done.

You know, there's no pill for grief.

She's just gonna have to work through it her way.

It will take time.

How long?

You know, I'm glad you care so much

for Eva's well-being, Mr. Trust.

No, this time I'm talking about you.

How long do you think you're gonna be down

in the proverbial dumps?

Uh, don't worry. I'll be fine.

Okay, because, uh,

you know, a lot of people need you and...

care for you.

And I don't know if you want to...

talk about whatever that is or something.

Um...

No, it--it--it's complicated.

Oh, well, I'm best at complicated.

But, actually, that's, uh, more applied

to physics than human emotion.

But--but should you ever need someone to talk to--

Thank you.

Could it be a threat?

Like, they'll break us into little pieces

if we don't behave?

That's a bit extreme, don't you think?

No.

They literally kidnapped us

and imprisoned us inside a cave.

I'm just saying, maybe they're trying

to say something more nuanced.

Wait a second.

Look at this. Look, look!

It's like some--

it's like some kind of puzzle.

There.

Uh...

there.

Oh!

Okay.

That feels like progress.

Okay.

Did you send a man to secure the generator?

No, I didn't send anyone.

Then who's that, then?

Hey, you.

Uh, excuse me. You're not supposed to be here.

Hey, hey, hey!

- Back away, Sheriff! - What?

Back away! Get out of here!

All right, you said you knew a way to drop

this hunk of metal out of an FTL bubble.

Now's the time. - Yeah, well, first off,

let's not call her a hunk of metal,

'cause we're gonna want her on our side.

What's the plan?

I'm gonna rig our impulse coils

to pull from the Ark FTL retrofit

and give us our own temporary bubble.

Just give me a minute. - Wait, wait, wait.

Is this something you knew before the coma dream

or something you learned inside the dream?

- We did it once on "Ark 8." - And it worked?

- Sort of. - "Sort of"?

Well, aren't you two just a good-looking little couple?

We are, aren't we?

I'm sure you're aware, but J6-82s are known

for their animal magnetism.

We are, you know, which means you got it, too, my friend.

Good to know.

How long you two been together, then?

Oh, about one year, six months.

But who's counting?

I met Clark just when I thought my life was over,

when I found out my husband was sleeping

with three different G-44s.

Ouch.

So he has a type, then, does he?

Can you blame him? We're gorgeous.

Well, that goes without saying.

Right, you two better buckle in tight.

It's gonna be a bumpy ride.

Okay, drop us out of here.

- Are you sure this will work? - Not at all.

Ian!

- Well, it probably will. - "Probably"?

Yes, there's a good chance it will work.

But then again, we might die, so...

- Wow, I-- - Sorry, I just--

boundaries, I know, but also maybe death, so...

- Are you ready? - Let's do this.

Okay.

Hang on.

Detaching from "Ark 22"

in three, two, one.

Hang on.

Come on.

Come on! Come on!

Whoa, whoa!

What was that?

It appears we lost FTL bubble integrity for a moment,

but it's been reestablished.

Sir, uh, the "Ark 1" shuttle is gone.

Full stop...

now.

Setting a course for Homebase 1.

Wait.

We just received a distress ping from our shuttle.

That means Garnet and Ian are alive!

Hope you're not trying to pull something, crewman.

See for yourself.

Did a message come with the signal?

It was just a ping,

but it came on an encrypted "Ark 1"-only channel.

- It has to be them! - Or it's a trap.

Nobody else could have sent it.

They'd need Captain Garnet's code.

That was insane.

I can't believe the bloody thing worked.

Now Alicia just has to triangulate to the ping.

Are you guys all right back there?

- We're fine. - Wait, wait.

What if "Ark 22" finds us before Alicia does?

They won't. I sent the ping under "Ark 1" encryption.

"Ark 22" won't even see the signal.

Are you sure about that?

- How the hell did he find us? - We're sitting ducks.

Drake won't fire on us.

His doctor told me I'm the one. He needs me for a reason.

Maybe, but does he need you alive?

Yes.

I did it.

- You have the coordinates? - I know where they are.

All right.

There seemed to be a misunderstanding.

Why don't you come back to my ship and we can talk it over?

- How did you find us? - You keep underestimating me.

I simply traced where the FTL disruption took place,

and here you are.

Sharon.

Oh, they came back for you.

How nice.

Good people.

Lock all weapons onto that Ark.

No. No, no, no, no, no, no.

Whoa, whoa! What are you doing?

The closer we get to "Ark 1,"

the less likely they'll fire on them.

A stray blast could kill us, too.

He won't risk losing me to destroy them.

Ms. Nevins, fire EM pulse!

What are you waiting for? Fire before they fire on us!

The EM pulse is not directional.

It'll disable the shuttle, too. - I knew this was a bad idea.

Go to FTL!

- No, Kimi, don't. - Do it, Lieutenant Joma.

I think with all your experience,

you'd know it takes time to recharge FTL, Admiral.

Can you get a clean shot on "Ark 1"

without hitting the shuttle?

Yes, from our starboard cannon.

- Perfect. Then fire. - Really?

They didn't do anything to us. - Fire.

Come on!

Well, don't look so surprised.

I scienced it.

Initiating docking sequence now!

Oh, yes!

The shuttle is docked and locked.

They charged up just in time, I guess.

Good work, Ms. Nevins.

I love you.

You're my only.

You have to admit, they do look kind of good together,

don't they?

Oh, Clark.

I just can't be without you.

Two incoming!

Sheriff Petrovic and an unknown male.

- "Unknown"? - No ID.

No one recognizes him,

but they say he's the guy who caused the explosions.

Um, I'll take John Doe.

Scanner.

Neuro scan.

I'm gonna need a CBC and CMP on both.

And start IV fluids, stat.

Who the hell is this guy?

Help. Dr. Kabir.

I need medical attention before I bleed out.

From the scratch on your elbow?

Give Mr. Trust a Band-Aid and a lollipop.

Head injury here. No other major trauma.

Yeah, I can't say the same here.

Hemoglobin is dropping,

and he's got extensive hemorrhaging.

Hold on, Dr. Kabir.

I recognize these clothes.

This is what Angus was wearing the last time I saw him.

The T-shirt is inside out.

What the hell?

It's open.

You wanted to see us, Captain?

Yes, come in. Close the door.

I thought you should know,

Admiral Hammond told me what you did.

Actually, he came to me to report

he wasn't gonna press court martial charges

for what you did.

- About that-- - It was my idea.

I told him, since there is no GSA,

there is no court martial authority.

But just the same, I thought you should know

he wouldn't have pressed charges anyway.

Well, I guess that's good. He doesn't hate us.

He would have been right to charge us, though.

Damn straight he would have.

You disregarded a direct order by your commanding officer,

one I left in charge of this ship,

so you also disregarded my order.

Yes, ma'am, I'm prepared to step aside from my duties.

That won't be necessary.

The whole point of this is to say I expect both of you

to obey orders while on this ship.

- Yes, ma'am. - I will.

Uh, is that all?

Yes.

No, one more thing.

Thank you for being stubborn, insubordinate women

who refuse to give up on someone they care about.

It means a lot.

Now get in here.

Angus!

Angus!

Look, they kind of had a point back there.

How long do we keep searching?

Until we find them.

You must be exhausted.

I'm fine.

How's your daughter doing?

She's staying with a friend from school--

an endless sleepover, as far as she's concerned.

Yeah, I remember those days,

when any problem could be fixed with a playdate

and an ice cream cone.

Just wait till she's a teenager.

I try not to think about that.

Yeah, nothing scarier than a teenage girl...

except a sociopath with superhuman implants.

Look, I know you disagree, but--

Kelly did not kill or hurt Angus.

You don't know that.

And you don't know that she did.

Well, I know that you don't have another theory

about what happened.

You're right, I have nothing...

which only means we're missing something.

Something like...

this?

What the hell is that?

Oh, sorry.

It's just--Ian, I've seen a clone of you before,

but not you, Sharon.

It's bizarre, I know.

I mean, you're just so identical.

I mean, minus the hair and the jewelry and the makeup.

She could use some lipstick. Trust me, I told her.

Lipstick or not, she's beautiful

'cause she looks like you.

See that?

Always a charmer.

Tell me, are you as madly in love with yours

as I am with mine?

Oh, we're--

Yeah. No, no, no, we're not--we're not a thing.

She's my boss. - Yeah.

So what? I was his boss. I mean, well, my husband was.

So you're in love with this guy,

but you're married to Drake?

Was. I...

I prefer to think of, was married to Drake.

So do you have any idea what he's after?

Why does he want these two?

And why was there a room full of clones like you and me?

So many questions.

What it all comes down to is this...

my husband says you're the one.

That's what the doctor said, too.

- Hmm. - What the hell does that mean?

It means you're the Gen 3 he's been searching for

ever since we launched.

I don't know what you're talking about.

I'm not Gen 3.

Yes, darling, you are.

You let her get away.

They had shields.

You should have found a way around them.

- I tried, but-- - You tried?

She's gone, you understand?

And we don't even know where Homebase 1 is.

Evelyn would never tell me.

You have to find Homebase 1.

How?

No planet in the database is called Homebase.

They obviously named it themselves,

so search all possible habitable planets

until you find it!

- That could take a year or-- - I don't care!

Find her.