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Previously on "The Ark"...

What the hell is Drake doing to them?

Nothing good.

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

ever since we launched.

You let her get away. Find her.

This is the cure for the Gen-3 psychopathy.

-Whoa. -Well, a giant...

I don't know what it is... energy field or something...

just lit up out here.

I might not remember our past,

but I remember this... this feeling.

One of our high-speed cameras caught an image between phases.

Something the force field is cloaking.

What the hell is it?

Okay, now that we have a cure for the Gen-3 clones...

thank you, Sanji.

Couldn't have done it without you.

We need to figure out

how to get the cure to all the Gen-3s out there.

-Starting with "Ark 22"? -Mm-hmm.

Drake's ship... how do we even get close?

Last time we saw him, he threatened to blow us up.

Now that there's a cure,

I have a feeling Drake's attitude will change.

Yeah, the challenge is gonna be finding him.

Yeah.

Elias and Luna might be able to reach him,

since their space station was a buyer.

Good idea, Mr. Trust.

Make contact, find out if they can set a rendezvous.

Kimi, turn us around,

set a course back to the space station.

Sanji, prep at least 35 doses of the gene treatment.

On it.

At first, um...

it was just sex.

"Just sex"? Me?

No, I don't believe you.

I-I would never, ever dream of being so shallow.

Sure.

In your defense, you thought you were dying of Klampkins.

So you didn't want to fall in love

or have someone fall in love with you.

And I had just lost Harris.

Your ex.

Right.

Sorry.

Must have been rough.

Well, cheers.

So, um...

Was it good?

What?

The sex.

Anyway...

Despite your best effort...

I kind of fell in love with you.

Eh, well, yeah, I mean, who wouldn't?

Hmm.

Then you found out you weren't going to die.

I admitted I'd fallen in love with you, too.

You remember?

No.

But how could I not?

You're amazing.

It has to be the thing

the underground people want fixed.

-Doesn't look like a weapon. -I don't think it is one.

I made a graph of Eva and Lieutenant Brice's

latest oxygen aerial survey.

The darker the circle, the more oxygen is present.

So the highest concentration of oxygen

-is right over that structure. -Yes.

I think the oxygen is coming from it.

Meaning that thing is some sort of a terraformer?

Oh, that would make so much sense!

Those quakes are more frequent.

Well, it makes a case for it being a terraformer

that's broken.

If so...

that does not bode well for our survival.

Well, that was amazing.

The things we missed growing up in a lab.

Hey, you're on birth control, right?

Don't worry.

Sanji suggested it as soon as you and I became,

you know, obvious.

Yeah, well, Sanji is nothing if not overcautious.

-She put you on it, too? -Yep.

Better safe than sorry.

What?

Well, it used to be that people weren't sure

if Gen-2s and Gen-3s making babies the old-fashioned way

carried the same risks as making clones

-from them in the lab, right? -Mm-hmm.

But now we have a cure for Gen-3 syndrome,

so it's safe.

Yeah, I guess.

Which means...

we could, in theory, have kids.

Whoa. Slow down, stud.

I'm just saying.

We could make some pretty great kids...

Or not.

I always assumed I couldn't have children.

Hmm.

What?

It's just I've seen you captain this ship

through mutinies, alien diseases.

You almost had your head cut open by one of your clones.

I've never seen you show this level of fear before...

till now.

Yeah, well...

the thought of being a parent

is scarier than any of those things.

I'm not saying you have to make a decision right now

one way or another.

Just nice to know we have the choice

and other clones do.

We're arriving at the space station.

Kimi, turn on Alicia's shields.

Activating shields now.

Good day, Captain Garnet.

-Hello, William. -Hello, Luna.

Any word on Drake and "Ark 22"?

Yes, the rendezvous is all set that you requested.

However, as usual, Drake is late arriving.

-But you're sure he's coming? -He gave his word.

I'm sure he'll be here any moment.

Captain, I knew you'd come back.

Please, come over.

Not until you meet some conditions.

Do we really have to do this dance again?

You'll come over now, or we'll open fire on your ship.

No, you won't, because doing so risks killing me,

and you think you need me to cure the Gen-3s.

I don't think it. I'm fairly certain.

You'll change your mind once you meet my friend Alexandria.

Hello, Mr. Drake.

I can't say I'm happy to see you,

but I'm glad "Ark 22" survived.

Uh, sorry, who's that?

Don't you remember me?

I used to work as a cook in the mess hall

before Gen-3 syndrome set in.

Or maybe you remember her as the woman you sold to Anton

so he could beat her to death.

Sorry, what am I missing?

Isn't it obvious? Look at her.

We found the cure.

I don't believe you.

It's true, Mr. Drake. I'm proof.

You actually did. You cured her.

Well, Dr. Kabir here did, yes, without hurting anyone,

without cutting me or anyone else open.

And it works on any Gen-3s?

That's why we arranged this meeting.

We can bring the drug over in bulk

and cure all the Gen-3s on your ship.

It'll also immunize any Gen-3s who haven't turned yet.

Oh, well, in that case, you're most welcome.

Please, come over.

As I said, there are conditions.

I want your word I won't be experimented on

if I come over with a med team.

What kind of monster do you think I am?

A pretty nasty one.

Well, I'm sorry you feel this way, Captain,

but I think it's time to try and think logically here.

If what you say is true, then I don't really need you

as a test subject anymore, right?

So why would I hurt you?

He's got a point.

I want your word.

No one on my team will be harmed.

You have my word.

Let bygones be bygones.

We want the same thing.

Bring the drug over and cure your people

from this terrible curse.

Zed, I need to ask you something,

and I hope you know and trust me well enough

to tell me the truth.

Of course, Felix, what is it?

Did EF-I have some sort of a secret energy weapon

that the GSA didn't know about?

Yes.

It was equipped with a pulse-locked energy weapon.

In fact, you saw one just like it on EF-2

before we disarmed it.

How powerful was it?

Powerful enough to take down an entire GSA ship

with a single shot.

Why do you ask?

Well, we went through the logs of the EF-1 server,

and we found a reference to it firing a pulsed weapon.

At what?

In the direction of the force field

that's protecting that massive terraforming structure.

Is it possible it's a terraformer and a weapon?

Strickland and Avega, report to the science lab, please.

Why would EF-1 shoot at a terraformer

if it wasn't also a weapon?

They might have not known what it was.

Yeah, uh, guys, guys, guys, that's why we called you here.

So we think we have figured out

a way to get inside of the force field, right,

find out what on Earth that thing in there is... or isn't.

How?

So when Eva and I were in the underground,

right in that room with the rock dome,

we left it, and it was all lit up.

It had, um, like, lines and... and symbols everywhere.

I think it's a control panel for the force field.

When I was down there,

all I could see was the stone dome, no controls.

We were the only ones who could see it

because we were out of phase.

Then how do we see it now?

We studied the high-speed-camera data

from this photo.

It captured it only in that field of that frame

because of a brief phase shift when the shuttle made contact.

I was able to use that data

to tune our infrared goggles to be phase-shifted the same way.

So it will let us see what you guys saw.

Exactly.

So we can go down to the underground,

and, uh, Eva can figure out how to turn it off.

Eva can try to figure out how to turn it off.

Do it.

-Cool. -Whoa!

There you go.

This is amazing. I wonder who built it.

Look at this.

People, trees, flowers, birds...

it's all stuff from Earth.

Why is this even here?

Our friend here can't see it,

which probably means his people can't either.

Then who is it for?

I wonder what that is.

Good question.

What is that?

Here.

-Hey, hey. -It's okay. It won't hurt you.

There's more over here.

He says they are the ancient friends.

Where are they now?

They left.

I think I figured it out.

By using the same circuit analogy as before,

all I have to do is...

Holy shit.

It's huge.

Eva, whatever you did, it worked.

You're going to want to see this.

Question still remains...

what is it?

-What happened? -The light fell.

Get your ass in here and bring a first-aid kit.

Come on.

Welcome back, Captain.

What are you doing?

Drake, you're under arrest for human trafficking,

kidnapping, human medical experimentation,

and I'm sure a lot more.

Hmm. You don't have the authority to arrest me.

You're right, I don't,

but your own crew does.

And all your Gen-3 victims

will have that right once they've been cured.

You have a decision to make, Lieutenant.

I don't think you agree with what Drake is doing, do you?

Stand down.

What are you doing? Stop her.

Why would I?

I agree with her.

You take your orders from me.

Do something! Arrest her! Do something!

Aah!

Thank you, Lieutenant.

Do you have somewhere you can lock him up

while my team administers a cure to all the Gen-3s?

Yes. I'll take care of him.

I'll come with you, if that's all right.

-You'll both be regretting this. -Yeah, I doubt that.

Arrest her.

She's the one who tried to cut me open.

Captain, please, you have no idea how sorry I am...

how painful that was to do to my own sisters.

The simple solution to that... don't do it.

Drake said he was going to kill my husband if I didn't.

And I'm sorry, but I love my husband very much,

and... and I didn't want to be responsible for his death.

And I thought if I could... if I could find a cure...

We'll let your crew and your victims

decide what happens to you.

As you should.

But you need another doctor here.

At the least, let me help people.

Let me do some good, then you can lock me up.

Fine.

Do what you can.

Thank you.

I don't trust her.

Not sure I trust Lieutenant Reed either.

Same, but we need them for now.

All right.

I'll go have a look around, see if I can find anything out.

He's dead.

So then I'm right.

-You're all clones of Drake. -Yeah, we are.

Our father has given us a life of comfort.

So, if you're Drake clones,

then that must mean you're all Gen-3s.

That's why we're confined to this suite.

We live the best lives until we... change.

Huh.

But why?

I don't understand.

Well, why do you even exist?

Why did Drake make you in the first place?

He was searching for a cure for Gen-3 psychosis

so he could keep the clone race going.

Otherwise, clones will die out

with all the Gen-2s.

Well, boys...

I've got some very good news for you.

Hold still for me.

Perfect.

All done.

Aw.

-Thank you. -You're so welcome.

That's the last Gen-3 G44.

Yeah, I've seen several in the corridors.

I can't wait to meet all of them.

Oh, one other thing... I did an autopsy on Drake.

Didn't take me long to find it.

He died of an aneurysm.

-So, natural causes. -Yes.

Can I ask... did he have swollen feet and ankles?

Actually, he did, but I'm not sure why.

-'Cause the body was moved. -Excuse me?

Yeah, I could tell from the body position

that Drake was dragged into the cell.

The swelling tells me it happened after he died.

Are you sure?

As security for the GSA back on Earth,

I investigated a lot of murders.

-His body was definitely moved. -But why? By who?

I don't know, but I sure as hell intend to find out.

Don't touch it. It could be dangerous.

Oh, trust me, I was not going to.

I don't see any seams, no doors, no panels.

Looks like it's made from the same stuff

as the underground complex.

And the stone tablet Angus dug up.

Hey, look.

There's damage. See?

Way up there on that top-edge corner.

Maybe that's the damage from the EF-1 weapon.

Guys, I have some readings you should see!

Come on.

We got readouts from the scans of every instrument we have.

It's emitting all sorts of transverse energy waves,

magnetic waves, and SSTs.

Um, I'm getting similar readings

-from the ground around it. -What does that mean?

Uh, It means it goes deep underground beneath it.

It's not just a big stone monument.

It's got electronics and machinery inside it.

I can't make heads or tails of any of this.

It's so alien.

Alien as in unfamiliar or little green men?

Well, I don't know any human civilization

who had the technology to build this.

So... little green men, then.

Well, I-I doubt they were little or green, but, yeah.

I think whoever built this

must have been an intelligent alien culture.

What about a little gray octopus?

What?

Remember those... those octopus-looking things,

-right, from the cave drawings? -Yeah.

You think that's the species who built this?

Who knows?

But I reckon it's a pretty good bet.

Whoa, all right, all right.

-All right. -Oh, shit!

Okay.

Ah!

I'm getting all kinds of new readings.

Me too.

Oh, God.

Sorry to keep you waiting.

Any luck finding Ves and the other Black Thorn?

No, and we searched everywhere.

I got teams scouring the forest now.

What did you want to see us about?

That giant structure out there

is emitting solar magnetic manipulation fields.

Well, didn't it say something like that on that stone tablet?

Yes, we actually think this artifact

may be some sort of readout, like our info tablets.

As we speak, that big thing out there

appears to be trying to generate solar flares

to take down all our stuff in orbit.

-What? -Then we need to destroy it.

No, hold on. It's not a danger.

It's too damaged to have any effect on the sun...

well, not just yet.

Just the same, if we fix it, won't it become a danger to us?

If we don't fix it, I think we're in bigger trouble.

Uh, my team used a ground-penetrating radar,

and we calculated that the structure

goes at least 2 kilometers below ground.

It's literally regulating

the entire planet's regolith and magma.

Which points to a terraforming machine.

Or, to be very pedantic,

a terraform maintenance machine.

Yeah, but it's glitching,

which explains the lava and earthquakes.

And oxygen.

The top of the structure

is catalyzing carbon dioxide and various acids

into breathable air,

which explains why the oxygen is centered there.

That's where we saw the damage on the thing.

-Mm-hmm. -Yes.

That is where it took a direct hit from the EF-1 weapon.

Still, it makes little sense to me that...

that this thing out there is a-a terraformer and a weapon.

Maybe part of its programming is to protect the planet

from outsiders.

That must be what caused the solar flares on Ross, right?

The ones that took down Admiral Hammond's Ark.

Eva, you said that you were detecting SSTs from it?

Yes. Subspace Transmissions.

Well, if there's a machine like this on Ross

and one here,

maybe they're connected somehow,

like networked computers.

That's what she said.

I just didn't believe her.

Who?

Doc.

When she said it, she said the part of her here

sent a distress signal to the part of her on Ross.

Guys, that's why she put the programming in my head...

to save the part of her that's here.

It's okay!

We need to access that program.

How?

I hate to even say it,

but should we put it back in Lieutenant Brice?

-No! -No frickin' way.

There must be another way to talk to it.

I might be able to tap into it with a computer I/O.

Look, Alicia, that's not a good idea, right?

-You cannot trust that woman. -It's not a woman.

It's software, but you're right.

I need to be in an air-gapped environment.

To be safe and keep it out of our systems,

it needs to be an un-networked computer,

not connected to any of our equipment.

-What about "Ark 16"? -That could work.

It's gonna be empty, right?

But the life support is still on.

-Yeah. -Okay.

-How do I get up there? -I'll take you.

No.

You should stay far away from Doc.

I'll send you...

with one of my finest pilots.

Okay.

Thanks for taking me up, Ana.

No problem.

Okay, I'm going to use the air-gapped terminal

in med bay to keep Doc out of "Ark 16's" systems.

But just in case, once I'm clear of the airlock,

you need to decouple from the Ark and move away a few meters.

We don't want the Doc code to jump into the shuttle's systems

and then carry it back to Homebase.

Okay. Should have brought a book, huh?

Hopefully it won't take that long.

I'll call you when I'm ready.

And...

docking now.

Clear.

Shuttle is clear.

Good luck, Alicia.

Oh, my...

Docking shuttle, please identify yourself.

Docking shuttle, it's not safe to dock now.

Please respond.

Alicia, another shuttles is docking.

Alicia, please respond.

Homebase, please advise.

Who's trying to dock with "Ark 16"?

What's jamming my signal?

Alicia.

Alicia?

Hey, who are you?

Why are you jamming my...

Radio signals?

An unexpected guest...

how nice.

-Who are you? -Ana Vujik.

Former EF.

Right.

-That's Drake's quarters? -Yes.

-What are we looking for? -No idea.

Anything that could tell us who would want to kill Drake.

What's that?

No clue.

-So we won't change? -No.

-Thank you, Doctor. -You're welcome.

So what do we do with ourselves now?

Do whatever you want. You're free.

I ran their DNA.

All of them... direct Gen-3 clones of Drake.

Why create clones of yourself

if you know they'll become psychotic?

Ego.

Well, he did have a big one of those.

Kimi to Captain Garnet.

I found something in Drake's room.

I think you should see it.

It's an NCTD.

A what now?

A Neural Correlates Transfer Device.

Which is?

It moves a mind from one brain to another.

Get out of here.

I read a paper that Drake wrote

about his experiments on such a device.

Why wasn't this the most famous piece of tech on Earth?

Yeah, why haven't we heard about it?

They never went into use

because it didn't really have a value.

It can only transfer from one brain

to an exactly identical other brain.

And what use would that have?

I'll tell you what use it would have...

immortality.

That's why Drake wanted the cure for the Gen-3s.

That's why he has all those clones of himself.

Drake was gonna move his brain from body to body forever.

Damn. Why didn't I think of doing that?

Maybe because you're not evil enough to murder someone

-to take their body. -There is that.

And I don't have a clone.

Wait, maybe Drake already used it,

then moved his old dead body back into the cell.

So Drake's not actually dead.

He's inside one of those younger clones.

But which one?

Okay, all we have to do is get one of them to slip up,

say something only Drake would know,

and then we'll know which one Drake went into.

Got it.

Hello.

Hi.

Am I in trouble?

No, no, we just want to ask a few questions.

Okay.

Like what?

Like, do you know why Drake created you and your brothers?

Yes, ma'am.

He... he wanted to make more C-1s

because we are the most important clone model.

But you are all Gen-3 clones,

so you were all destined to become psychotic.

Yes, that's why he was looking for a cure...

so we wouldn't have to.

So let me guess... C-1s are all clones of Drake.

Of course. Superior to all other clones.

Right, but what if he didn't find a cure?

Then you'd all lose your minds. Then what?

Then we would make the sacrifice.

Death?

A worthwhile sacrifice

to ensure a continuous supply of C-1s.

But for what end? Just to stroke Drake's ego?

What?

We're not getting anywhere.

Well, maybe it's time

we tried a more direct line of questioning.

Mm, nothing to lose,

Drake. Wakey-wakey, Drakey.

We know you're in there.

You're crazy, man. He's crazy.

Okay, Drake, we know it's you.

The question is, what do we do with you now?

Wait, did you lose Mr. Drake?

I don't know about you,

but I'm having a hard time figuring out which one it is.

That was zero help.

Captain Garnet, you know how Dr. Morgan

said that Drake was threatening her husband?

Yeah.

Well, I some digging, and turns out

she doesn't have a husband, never did.

In fact, since Jill left,

Drake's been sleeping with Dr. Morgan.

That lying witch.

No. No, we can use this.

This might be a good thing.

Lieutenant Reed, I need you to do something for me.

Attention... all C-1s please report

to med bay for a brain scan.

I repeat... all C-1 report to med bay

for a brain scan.

Megan, why are they scanning brains?

You told me that my brain scan is identical,

that they'd never know it was me.

-So it is you. -Huh?

You just outed yourself, asshole.

Hey.

Thank you for giving me my life back.

Oh, you're welcome.

Are you sure you don't want to come with us to Homebase?

-You're all more than welcome. -Perhaps in time.

We've heard rumors of a planet colonized

by some clones who stole an Ark early in the disaster.

Oh, yeah, that would be my guys,

but we never made it, so...

Oh, we heard a group of clones,

mostly out of a lab in Africa, made it there and settled.

Huh.

Oh, we were out of London, so it must be another group.

Then it still might exist.

What are your plans with Drake and Dr. Morgan?

We'll give both of them a fair trial.

Our people will vote on their guilt and punishment.

Good.

I was wondering, could I take the neural transfer device?

-To study it. -I'm sorry.

Captain Garnet suggested I space it

so no one could use it again.

No good can come from that thing.

I look forward to crossing paths again, Lieutenant.

Oh. Uh...

Thanks for everything.

Yeah, good luck.

Uh, I hope you find everything you've been looking for.

I hope we meet again.

So do I.

You know how to contact us?

I have things I need to attend to.

Will you just let me do this? You need to relax.

Fine.

You think the "Ark 22" clones will ever come to Homebase?

Uh, if they don't find that clone planet,

they'll have to go there eventually.

Ooh, right there.

Mmm.

Captain Garnet, Alexandria is trying to contact you.

That was fast.

Put her through to my console.

Bet you didn't expect to hear from me so soon.

Is everything okay?

Yes. Is Ian with you?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm here.

Good. Uh...

I decided to dig into "Ark 22's" logs

to see if Drake was up to anything else

we should know about, and...

I found something

that I think you and Ian are gonna want to see.

I-I already transmitted the file.

Uh, yeah, I see it. What is it?

Jump to 52 minutes in.

I hope it means as much to both of you

as it meant to me.

I have to go.

Well, go on.

Click it.

My name is Sydney, and I, um...

I donated my DNA to the clone program

because I needed money, is the bottom line.

Looks like testimonials

of people who donated their DNA.

It looks like it.

You want out of me...

I, um... I donated my DNA

because I kind of want to be young again.

I mean, I know... I know it's not gonna be me, per se, but...

What did she say?

-52 minutes in? -I think so, yeah.

I'm a retired emergency-room doctor.

Mm-hmm. Marsha was the best ER doc in the city,

saved more lives than I can count.

And Frederick here was a professor of world history.

Till the damn government shut down

the history-education program.

Why did you donate your DNA?

Well, we've been together for, what, 42 years now?

I still love her like the first day I met her.

But no matter how much we loved each other...

we just couldn't conceive children.

So this was sort of our way of...

Being fruitful, multiplying.

It's our understanding

that our clones will be given to younger couples

who can't have children.

So they might avoid the disappointment that we had.

-Well, thank you for... -Um...

can I just say, if you're watching this,

you're probably one of our clones.

We hope you live as wonderful a life

as we have.

And we hope you find the loves of your lives...

as we have.

That is so beautiful.

S-so does this mean our love was always destined to happen?

Is that a good thing?

Doesn't that imply a lack of free will?

Does it matter?

I mean, I couldn't love anyone more than I love you.

So, if that's preprogrammed,

then I'd say that's some pretty damn good programming.

But is it just chemical...

a bunch of brain cells telling us how to feel?

Isn't that true of every romance

when you really get down to it?

I'm not sure how I feel about that.

Oh!

Huh.

Guys?

-You have to see this. -That can't be good.

Could that be how much time we have before...

That's not enough time to save a whole planet.

Well, that decides it, then.

Unless Alicia's gotten into the Doc program and figured it out,

we have to put it back in my head.

No.

Alicia, any progress?

Alicia?

Ana?

Lieutenant Vujik, please respond.

Oh, God.

"Ark 16" is no longer in orbit.

Then where is it?

Status report.

We're 23 light-years from our destination.

And we're sure there's no one else on the ship?

We're doing a sweep to be sure.