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- I'm on three. - We're stable.

The door's sealed.

- We have to try something. - Stable!

What're you doing?

I need confirmation from...

It's not an authorizing EBA.

The door's sealed.

You cannot do this!

He's on five.

James, I need you down there.

Thank you, Lewis.

You'll remind me never to take your requests again.

You know I love that song.

O-2 flow

initiated.

Good.

Okay, everyone,

I need a comm status check.

Confirm okay on me.

Number two, okay.

Three, okay, loud and clear.

Nine months in a tin can like this

is enough to drive anyone mad.

You okay back there, DeClerk?

Four, okay.

But I'm ready to get out.

Roger that, Mathias.

No arguments here.

You awake back there, Weston?

Five, okay.

How can they call Mars the bringer of war?

It's so beautiful.

Red Team Three,

continue to broadcast at your discretion.

Mission Control observes the trajectory here

as being in track to target.

We have you in the pipe, five by five.

Okay, prepare for docking with Z.R.S.

Okay, Lewis, take us in, mate.

Roger that.

Pilot has the comm.

75-75, zero meters.

Roll angle liminal, rate 0-1-2.

Still go for docking.

Target practically center.

Panels are aligned.

- Standing by. - Cross hairs aligned.

One meter, center aligned.

And...

Contact live.

Control,

Red Team Three confirms contact and capture

with the Zurban Research Station.

Mission Control to Red Team Three,

congratulations.

Cap comm transfer to Z.R.S. complete.

You would've thought McGregor

would've left the lights on for us.

Standard operating procedure, Commander.

For Christ sake, DeClerk, it's a joke.

Remind me how lone we're spending on board the Z.R.S.

- 18 months. - 18 months.

I sincerely hope you packed your sense of humor, DeClerk.

You're going to need it.

And equalization complete.

All clear for boarding, Commander.

Go one.

Mission Control.

Mission Control, we have a critical situation.

I repeat....

Zero minus eight.

Zed-RS, this is Mission Control.

Please repeat your previous transmission.

Please be advised.

There is extensive damage to the ship

and communications are failing, failing.

We don't know how much longer

we'll be able to maintain the link.

Be advised, we no longer have you

on comm sat at zero minus 16.

High copy.

0-9-6, repeat, Z.R.S, please respond, over.

Zed-RS, read back.

Read back.

Read back.

Zed-RS, read back.

Zed-RS, this is Shaw.

I'm two clicks from Relay Station One.

Tell Weston I agree with him.

Mars is beautiful.

Reminds me of the empty quarter outside of Abu Dhabi.

Anyone up there listening?

Z.R.S., this is Shaw, come back.

Z.R.S., do you copy?

This is Commander Charlie Shaw, over.

Zurban Research Station,

this is Commander Shaw, do you copy?

Over.

What the hell is going on up there?

Z.R.S, Shaw.

If you're still receiving me,

Relay Station One is completely destroyed.

An EBA boot?

That can't be right.

This is nuts.

I hope you're tracking me, Zed-RS.

There's a lot of uncharted territory out here.

That's a lot of drops.

Doesn't even look like him.

What?

What, was that for me?

I don't know.

Shit.

No, no, no, no.

No.

He's just lost, that's all.

Any respond from him, Ransom?

I've tried everything.

Nothing's working.

How's Weston doing with comms?

Get out of my head.

Starting to hear sounds.

I heard you.

Get out of my, my head.

All those years, all those years.

I'm warning you.

Stop it.

He's going insane.

I don't know what we're gonna do with him, my friend.

Stop.

I don't know what's wrong with him.

He needs to be restrained.

Enough!

I can't tell who he is anymore.

Ransom, he killed Lewis!

He's waking up.

Sam!

Lewis?

Lewis!

I thought you said he was sedated!

He was!

Jesus!

20th of March, 2051.

Second day of the journey and nothing has changed.

Everything is still dyed in reddish dust.

Dense.

Toxic.

Devouring everything around me.

No one remembers when it all started.

Probably because there are not many of us left.

Only a few that still have enough energy

to continue breathing.

The filters in my mask won't last much longer.

Our vital control begins to fail.

The dust makes any source of energy useless.

But I have to continue.

I must find water or we will all die.

Red, like blood,

like the plague.

Only this time,

mercy is not in God's plans.

Where are you?

I found it, father.

The water source you mentioned, it's right there.

I told you not to go!

I know but I knew that.

I don't care what you thought you knew.

I gave you an order and you disobeyed.

We are running out of stockpile.

Will you stop yelling at me and listen for once?

Thank you.

I was worried, Ana.

I'm sorry but it's right in front of me.

That water could be the answer.

What is happening with the filter?

What?

Dad!

Can you hear me?

Dad?

The filters, Ana.

They'll resist.

Be very careful.

You know that nobody has come back from there.

I know.

They will go for you...

Dad, can you hear me?

Fuck.

Urgency, impatience, desperation.

But also hope.

Always hope.

As a last bastion of resistance.

Battery number five connected.

Wake up, miss.

Wake up.

Please, calm down.

Don't be afraid.

Rid it?

Yeah, thank you.

Follow me, please.

Can you stand up?

Yeah.

I really appreciate it but, unfortunately,

I'm, I'm running out of time.

I came here looking for...

Relax, I know why you came.

Where did you come from?

Where did you come from?

Further south in the canyon.

I lost communication over a 100 yards from here.

Oh, really?

And you walk almost 20 miles by yourself?

Yeah.

Impressive.

Connecting emergency battery.

I have a feeling that your people from the canyon

have lost their energy too.

Yeah, that's right.

We barely have water.

You'll help me,

right?

You should eat.

You need to recover your energy.

You will need it.

We need one another to survive.

If not,

what else is left for us to remain human?

In reality, it's very different.

We each take what we crave and the price of getting it

is never too high.

What is happening to me?

What's going on?

Plain and simple.

You are the one

who will help me.

What does it mean to be human?

Helping our loved ones?

Freeing them?

Or is it the opposite?

Draining their energy.

Optimal energy production.

Charging emergency batteries.

Ana,

is it you?

Come on, let's go.

Watch out.

You shouldn't have done that, Ana.

Stop!

I'm sorry.

Clouds of reddish dust surround me.

Souls that agonize at the service of their equals.

Energy that always flows in the same direction.

Do second chances exist?

Can they help to prevent the mistakes of the past?

I don't think so.

Well, it's been scrubbed.

They must've cleaned it for the trip.

It's a freight hold.

Carries ore.

Well,

usually.

There's not a lot of food in here.

Wouldn't it be quicker by shuttle?

Siyam, isn't it?

There's enough food

and you'll get a good meal when you get to the hub.

That's hers.

All right.

All right, so our meals and water a separate.

Hey!

Hey, you!

Look at me when I'm speaking.

I said, look at me!

Let's, let's not talk to her.

Yeah?

Did they tell you who she is?

Just that she's from the refinery

in the western ridge.

So why is she in there?

You ask a lot of questions, don't you?

She's going to the hub.

You can do anything with her there.

They have judiciary facilities,

they have emigration control,

they could be shipping her off world.

And they have medical bays.

She could be sick.

Water.

Hey.

Water.

Come on.

What if she's infectious?

Trip's a day and a half.

Sick or not,

we need to keep her docile.

Are you ill?

No.

Then why are you in there?

Go.

I heard you said you were reliable.

Do you got what it takes for this job?

Don't disappoint me.

Move back.

Back, against the wall, come on!

Back!

You'll be okay.

What the fuck is that?

What is it?

Someone was in there

after they cleaned this place up.

They told me it was just her.

It's locked and it's cold.

Can you get us in there?

I don't know.

It's a door between two cargo holds.

It's not an airlock.

Wait.

Remy, what the fuck is this?

Don't toy with this.

It's a bar code.

"Radco B."

Who's Radco B?

Fuck.

Fuck!

Oy!

There are dead bodies in there.

What did you do?

Huh?

Radco?

We all did it to each other.

There's something else in here!

Did you do that to him?

- Radco? - We all did it.

Answer the fucking question!

We all did it to each other.

Fuck.

No!

No!

No, put it back!

You need to get rid of that thing!

What is that?

Listen to me!

Do not touch it!

It was in there with the bodies.

Do not touch it.

It's not cold.

How is that possible?

What is this thing?

What's this thing made of?

Just get it off the transport!

Please.

Hey, Remy,

maybe we should just get rid of it.

No, no, no.

Maybe we should do everything she says.

This is how it starts.

Listen to her and get rid of the fucking thing!

Remy!

This is how it starts.

I wanna see the rest of the bodies.

There's two more of them in there.

Did you kill them all with your bare hands?

Fuck you.

Hey, Siyam.

Hey!

You've been watching him too.

There are bite marks on those bodies.

- The nosebleeds will be next. - Shut up!

And then he'll start to lose control.

Shut up!

Shut up!

I don't believe a word coming from your lying mouth.

So you can tell your stories when we get to the hub.

We won't make it that far.

Not if it keeps working on him.

You have to trust me.

Aisha found it.

She brought it back to the base.

The computer said to was clean, it was sick.

That was 12 days ago.

And now you're the only one left.

You're trying to turn us against each other.

It won't work.

Neither of us are safe.

We're out of signal range.

No more comms.

When you touched it,

did you feel anything?

No.

I did.

Like it was...

aware.

Does that make any sense?

I feel nervous

having it in there out of sight.

I think we should bring it in here.

We should just leave it.

Don't need to be afraid.

We don't know what it is.

Whatever it is,

it's what this trip is really about.

That's why we're on an ore transport.

Moving it by shuttle would leave records.

It'll be logged and recorded.

Her, she's just a...

She's just a complication.

I know you felt it too.

Siyam.

Wake up!

Wake up!

He's in the other hold.

Remy?

Remy.

Remy!

Oh, fuck.

Remy,

how long have you been in here?

I'm going over to get that.

I need you to step away.

I don't know what this thing is here, I don't,

but it's changing you, Remy.

It's mine.

Remy, it's changing you.

You've been warned!

Let me out!

No, don't!

Don't!

Siyam, get me out of here!

The door is sealed, I'm gonna freeze!

Don't listen to him!

You're safe.

We'll get this all sorted when we get to the hub, Siyam.

I'll be dead by the time I get to the hub!

It's freezing in there!

So let me out.

We can deal with him together.

Stop, won't you stop?

Fuck!

Stop!

Stop!

Let me out, let me out.

Remy.

Fuck.

Remy.

Get off!

You're a piece of work.

Shut up.

It took three days

for my crew to turn on each other.

You must have a lot...

Shut up.

Where's the moral high ground now, Remy?

Huh?

Where is it?!

No!

No!

Please, don't.

Please.

No.

Please.

Please.

You know, when we get there...

They'll dispose of us.

Huh?

Huh?

Huh?

And that's uncommon?

He was just standing there.

Who is he?

He, your neighbor?

He was.

You've gotta go.

And he wasn't.

I don't know what to do with that.

Was there something else?

I'm after help.

Don't you look into this stuff?

Yeah, you need police.

Psych eval.

You get to call me when your neighbor is abducted

or when that light you saw proves...

Not light, light.

Weird light.

Hang on, I've got another call.

Yeah.

Yeah, is this a Vanessa Markes?

A call-in conspiracy journalist, writer and shit friend?

Sorry, wrong number.

So where'd you get to on this?

I think I got a pretty good idea of it

from when we spoke on the phone.

It all worked out.

I know how I wanna play it,

after a bit of color.

From half an hour on the phone?

There's still running water in a dead bed's house?

Yeah, well, I've got a tub. I keep that full.

I don't wash myself in it.

Tell me what you've got then.

I don't have a lot.

Bit of L. Ron vibes.

Bit of...

NASA secret coverup.

Essentially we're all slaves

to the same extraterrestrial race.

I never said the word "slaves."

Then there's that whole aliens hijacking our planet thing,

whatever that is.

Yeah.

Can you read me what you've written?

Oh, that's not how I usually work.

Well, you're writing about me, what I know, so.

More an editorial control kind of thing.

You're missing why all this matters.

Right.

Sort of...

Color.

Yeah.

"Color."

It's not color, it's...

Try to listen.

To write it, I can't stay long enough

to do this again in person.

You've got this view from 30 thousand feet.

Trying to give you a view from 30 thousand light years.

And instantly

they said it was rooibos.

I know rooibos when I smell it.

I mean, it's some red leaf.

How would you contain an outbreak?

You'd isolate the victim, eradicate the infection

and then release, right?

Yeah, would you?

We're not fighting a typical plague.

What I know, the truth about them,

that's the infection they care about.

They don't isolate, eradicate and release.

They send a Skin Creeper to replicate,

annihilate and replace.

Skin Creeper.

An exact copy.

Right down to your thoughts.

Van, what's up?

Van?

Now, now, why are you so paranoid?

People need to know this.

And not just guys in basements with tinfoil hats.

I'm talking everyone.

And I'm gonna spread the infection?

Right now, you're looking at the only host.

Just get it down.

Get it out.

The truth will move quicker than they can.

Van?

Do you wanna stop for a bit?

No, no, all good.

Lie.

I'll tell you about it on the way back.

That guy I met with today.

Nutcase.

You're up late.

Oh, Jesus, what're you?

I'm a recluse,

not an animal.

All your bullshit's been bouncing around in my head.

I have some questions.

Yeah, well, bullshit doesn't stick as hard as that.

No, now you're listening.

Really listening.

Why an exact copy?

And why would it kill if it doesn't know what it is?

Where's my phone?

It doesn't need to know.

It just needs to think it has a life to find.

Wait.

Wait, wait, I need to record this.

I didn't leave that light on.

Is this some kind of joke?

Oh, fuck me!

Help me, hurry!

Cotton, what's going on?

Do something!

Who is that?

What have you done?

Torch, get the torch!

Cotton, what the fuck is this?

Get the fuck out of the way

because I've been waiting for this!

Get us the torch.

Skin Creeper.

Get us the torch.

Oh, fuck!

Stay with us!

I'm gonna go get help.

Van!

Stay the fuck away!

It's quick and easy.

Not quick enough.

I won't let you botch the hit.

You won't let me.

So what then?

Hmmm?

I thought you wanted quick?

Come on, drowning's at least a good...

Quick and,

I don't know, respectful.

Mainly quick.

You fry them within three seconds in the tub.

I fry them?

Hey,

you wanted to complicate this.

Cotton, I'm not a killer.

I'll hold him down

but you've gotta throw it in.

Van?

Cotton!

Hey!

Cotton!

Van?

She was the one that fainted, not me.

She fainted.

Oh.

Oh, you don't wanna crawl inside a Skin Creeper's head.

Van?

Nice.

Whoa.

Van?

Tell me again.

Drop lamp, dead.

All right.

Well that's got a bit of a ring to it.

I'm ready, I can do it.

- I can do it, come on. - Okay, okay.

One,

two...

three!

Hit it, Van!

Come on!

Van!

What're you waiting for?

Just a fucking second!

Fuck, wait!

Let him go, whoever the fuck you are!

Cotton!

Cotton?

Cotton?

Cotton.

There's just one Skin Creeper now.

Skin Creeper?

Van?

Van?

Van?

Van!

I'm here.

Let's get the fuck out of here!

I can't leave it!

It'll find me, it'll kill me!

Out, out, out!

We need to get out of this house!

I've gotta finish it.

It'll hunt me.

If it lives, I die!

So I die?

What?

You live...

You live if I die.

Me.

Get out of my head.

Did I hurt you?

Get out of my, my head.

All those years, all those years.

I'm warning you.

Stop it.

He's going insane.

Training.

I don't know what we're gonna do with him.

My friend.

Stop.

I don't know what's wrong with him.

He needs to be restrained.

Enough.

I can't tell who he is anymore.

Ransom, he killed Lewis!

He's waking up.

Sam!

Lewis?

Lewis!

I thought you said he was sedated?

He was!

Jesus!

You killed me.

I...

I don't know what to call it, I...

I'm not sure I can do that.

What about Ransom?

She's not thinking straight.

Her relationship has compromised our safety.

You saw what he cost Staples.

You must back me up.

Ransom.

He's not...

Charlie, he's a monster.

He wouldn't.

No, no, no.

No, no.

No, guys,

this is a mistake.

It's mistake, Staples...

Staples, I'm sorry!

Get me the fuck out of this airlock!

Right now!

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

It's not what it's meant to be.

Just come...

Someone come and save me.

I'm scared, I don't know what the fuck is going on!

Just let, let me...

Let

me

out!

Come on!

Quickly now, Weston!

It's hard to override the sensors with him in there.

No, no, no, DeClerk!

Weston, you open these door immediately!

That's an order!

Don't listen to him, Weston.

This is my goddamn ship!

Seal it up!

I'm trying!

When I get out of here, DeClerk,

you're next.

Got it!

I don't know how long that will hold.

Sam: What's going on here?

See for yourself.

Charlie!

I don't know what's wrong with him.

But I do know if he gets out he'll kill again.

What are you doing, Mathias?

Salvaging this mission.

Making sure we all get home.

Just as he would in my place.

Let me out, now!

You are nothing like him.

He would make sure you got the proper medical care.

Look where we are!

We're not exactly fitted up for the type of

longterm mental healthcare he needs.

But I can help him.

What with?

Sedation?

We know how that's working.

Perhaps.

I don't know, okay, but neither is locking him up.

Who said anything about locking him up?

Ready?

I'm sorry, Sam.

No, no!

No, you can't do this!

You can't do this!

Wait, it's not right!

It's murder!

You're wrong!

It's not murder.

It's survival.

He's our commander!

He's our commander!

No!

No!

No!

No!

Not anymore.

Mathias!

No!

No!