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Yee-haw!

Yeah.

Approaching Prion Control.

Breaker, breaker!

This is space ace
trucker Roy Scantron,

Bertha.

Come in, Prion Control.

Show me some love.

Best cargo hauler
to the moons of the...

Scantron, will you
please shut the hell up?

Dock that hunk of interstellar
junk in cargo bay 94.

Copy that.

Bringing my pretty girl
in right now.

Welcome, Zazie.

Hey, Jaxie!

Remember what it was like
to have fun?

Uh, vaguely, been a while.

Ralen's gone.

Jett's gone.

I'm beginning to think
this entire study group of ours
is vaporized.

Mmm.

Mmm, Dr. Greg, huh?

So hot. Can't believe
you dumped him.

Zazie, I already told you,
I didn't dump him.

It's a long story.

Yeah, I know,

but you should get back
together with him.

We are at totally different
places in our life right now.

Literally, actually.

I just got
a transmission from him,

and turns out he's living
on Aluna 4 now.

- The mining colony?
- Yeah.

I know.

What's he doing all the way
out there on the Outer Rim?

He said that he finally
found his calling in life.

Thinks he can really
make a difference out there.

Okay, whatever.

You just tell him I said

it's time for him to get
that fine booty of his

back to Earth, pronto.

Greg was saying goodbye.

I think that he realizes
that we're just

in two different places
in our life right now.

It was a really
sweet message though.

I'm... I'm happy for him.

Jax?

Are you all right?

What's happening to me?

Attention, watch crew.

Outgoing on bay 12.

Hey, these containers
for EarthCom?

Sweet, I'll take
the entire load.

No, you won't.
These are not for you.

What? Hey,
you know I'm the best

long distance hauler
you got, Dangore.

Ain't a sector in the galaxy

I can't get to faster than
anybody else you've got.

Look, Scantron.
I'd love to give you
a big-paying cargo,

but your insurance
certificates are
out-of-date.

Nobody wants to take
the risk on you

losing your payload to pirates,

and then not being able
to cover the loss.

You never told me that before.

Yes, I did.
You just never listen.

Oh, come on, man.

Hey, the only reason
why I can't get bonded

is because I can't
repair my ship.

And I can't repair my ship

unless I get some
lucrative cargo first.

- You feel me?
- Well, I may have one job.

But I need a skillful,
savvy, veteran hauler

who can knows how
to keep his mouth shut.

Do you feel me?

Hey, I can keep my mouth shut.

So, what's the cargo?

You transport these
containers to the Outer Rim,

past the EarthCom blockade,

and you don't look inside.

Ever!

Hey, man, it sounds shady.

I don't want to lose
my transport license.

That's a shame, because
this job pays ten times
the going rate.

I'll do it.

Bertha,
and get these loaded,
pronto.

The white zone
is for the immediate loading

and offloading of cargo only.

There is no stopping
in the red zone.

It's done. Roy Scantron's
taking the cargo.

Good. But I don't
want any loose ends.

Understood.
What happens to Roy Scantron
is none of my business.

I wasn't referring to him.

Welcome home, Jax.

Are you okay?
I was so worried about you.

What was it?
What did the doctor say?

She said I'm pregnant.

Jett, are you absolutely sure
that the signal you're tracking

is coming from
one of the cargo containers

- that was loaded
onto that vessel?
- Absolutely.

Why would the pirates have
an illegal weapons cache

smuggled onboard
a civilian transport vessel?

It's actually very clever.

No one would expect it,

and EarthCom is
far too stretched

to inspect every transport ship
coming into the colonies.

This weapon was manufactured
by Parallax.

If we can find
more of them onboard,

we can prove that Parallax
is supporting the pirates

by providing them
with munitions.

Captain Duvall, should we
notify Admiral Lucas
of our current position?

No. First, we need to
make sure that all the rest
of these weapons are onboard.

We need to connect all the dots

before we bring
Lucas in on this.

Jett, why don't you try

intercepting any
outgoing transmissions

- coming from that vessel.
- On it.

Routing through
comms... now.

Damn it, Xander.

Why won't you answer me?

It is Xander's baby, right?

Of course.

I mean, I don't know
how it wouldn't be.

I haven't been intimate
with anyone else recently.

I'm sure he'll reach out
as soon as he's able.

I just don't understand
how this is possible.

I mean, we were both
on birth control.

I just need to talk to him
before I do something
that can't be undone.

Is that the way you're leaning?

Yeah, I think so.

Are you sure, Jax?

It's just an undifferentiated
cluster of cells, right?

I have so much going on
right now that I can't
even tell you about.

Besides, I don't even
know what kind of world
I'd bring this child into.

Look, Jax, I know this
was unexpected, but

things don't always go
the way we plan.

Look, I appreciate
what you're saying,

but I need you to trust me
when I say that I cannot
do this right now.

Jax, you are...

such a good person,

and you'd make
a wonderful mother.

That's more important than
the timing being perfect.

Plus...

you're not really gonna be
able to hide it for much longer.

Wait, I think
something's wrong.
I just...

I feel like a vibration
or something.

That's the baby, silly.
It's moving.

Wait, that's so crazy.

It...

feels like butterflies.

Isn't that hauler gonna make us?

The ionized gasses
inside the nebula
that we're traversing

will cloak our approach.

The pilot should think
that we are a sensor echo

in all this soup.

Gentlemen, let's get ready
to latch on.

Yeah, he knew the risk,
but he took the job anyway.

Hauling dangerous contraband
halfway across the galaxy.

Why? Because he's Captain Roy,

the best junk jockey
in the galaxy.

Edit, computer.

Captain Roy, the smartest,

best-looking, sexiest

junk jockey in the galaxy.

You're under arrest
for illegal weapons
trafficking, Captain Roy.

Everything was going so well,

until he got caught.

Okay, so I'm telling
you all, I have no idea

what's in those containers.

See, I'm... I'm just a patsy.

A patsy?

I suggest you tell
my friend the truth.

He can be very persuasive.

So, who are you working for,
Parallax Galactic

- and the Sumi pirates?
- What?!

Hell no.
I work for myself.

Roy Scantron,
damn glad to meet you.

Not Captain Roy,
the best-looking junk jockey
in the galaxy?

He's my nom de guerre
in the book I'm recording

about my wild and crazy
adventures in the cosmos.

It's gonna be an interstellar
best-seller, you'll see.

Well, I can't wait to read it.

With this illegal cargo,

you are empowering
pirates to attack
Earth colonies with impunity.

That is treason, sir.

Now, now, I'm just
a long-haul trucker

trying to make his way
in the worlds.

What, you all ain't never
done nothing just 'cause
you need the cash?

- Well, nothing illegal.
- Speak for yourself, Cap.

- Shut up, Jett.
- Sorry, Cap.

Whoo-whee!

So, who are you transporting
this antique Earth vehicle for?

Nobody. That's mine.

And, uh, it wasn't cheap,
so, uh, step away, please.

It was an impulse buy, okay?

These locks have
network encryption.

Do you have the credentials
to override them, Jett?

Yeah, on it.

Modulating.

Done.

Open it.

Who are those people in stasis?

Where did they come from?

Where are you bringing them to?

Who is paying you?

What do they want
with the people
in the containers?

Look, I don't know anything!

Honest. I was just trying
to make a few extra credits

and took this gig.

Honestly.

Cap.

The men and women
he's transporting,

- they're all clones.
- Clones?

They all have chip implants
indicating they were
manufactured on Adar.

Those cloning factories
were operated by Parallax,

until they were
shut down by Atria Nine
when she was elected Seeker.

I could contact Atria and
find out if there is a record

of when the clones were
manufactured and who they are.

No. I figured out
who they are.

The clones were farmed
from the cells of dead
EarthCom soldiers

who fought in the war at Zatar.

- They're soldiers?
- Yeah.

Jett, if you were able
to analyze the cell structure
of those clones,

do you think you could prove
a connection to Parallax?

Yeah, it's possible,
but I don't have the proper
genetic scanners here to verify.

We gotta take 'em back to Earth.

With that evidence like that,
we could finally prove
to Admiral Lucas

that Parallax has
been giving military aid
to the Sumi pirates.

She'd have to believe us.

Yes, but returning to Earth
is not an easy task.

I mean, we are in deep
Non-Aligned Space.

We'd have to fly
through a gauntlet of
some of the most dangerous

and pirate-infested star systems

in this piece of junk.

Hey, man, no need to be cruel.

May look like junk,
but she's still got some moves.

Your cargo is people, Roy.

And they're being sent
to fight and die in battles

by murderers too cowardly
to do their own killing.

They're slaves, Roy!

I didn't know what was
in those containers, man.
I swear.

I mean, I figured it was
something illegal, but
I never imagined it was people.

You gotta believe me.

I would never transport slaves,
no matter how broke I was.

You think he's
telling the truth?

Actually, I do.

Cap, these clones were grown
from the DNA harvested

from soldiers in every branch
of EarthCom military.

Wait, wait.
S... Uh, stop.

Go back.

What is it?
What's wrong?

That clone is...

Zion.

Who's Zion?

He's my brother.

Can you find a way
to wake him up, Jett?

Captain Duvall...

I know what you're
gonna say, Ralen.

Don't.

It's my brother.

It's not your brother, Captain.

It's a facsimile of him.

It may look like him,

may even sound like him,

but... it most
definitely is not him.

If you could find a way

to bring Matta back,
you'd do anything,

wouldn't you?

I have gone down that road,

and trust me when I say,
it is not a path

that leads where
you wish it to go.

Do it, Jett.

Hey! Hey, Zion!

Zion!
Zion, it's me.

It's Xander.
You recognize me?

Where is the commander?

This baby is growing a lot
faster than a normal pregnancy,

and I don't know why.

I need to find out
what's happening to me.

Who else, apart from
Dr. Pedowitz and myself,
know about this?

Uh, j... just my roommate.

Good. Your doctor can't know
what you really are,

so I have arranged to substitute
the medical records

of an ordinary human
for your own.

I have to tell Xander.
Do you even know where he is?

The child is not
Captain Duvall's, Jax.

What? No, of course he is.
He has to be.

I'm afraid there is
no biological father.

H... how is that possible?

I examined your medical records,

the real medical records.

Sequencing the fetus' genome

revealed a near 100 percent
match to your own.

It appears that you are
pregnant with your own clone.

And the gestation is
so rapidly accelerated,

that you're going
through nine months
of pregnancy

in less than a week.

That is so not normal.
Why is this happening to me?

It's possible that this child
could be the next Pandora.

Okay...

Okay, and if that's the case,

that must mean that
the Ancients caused this
to happen to me, right?

Perhaps the death
of your doppelganger,

triggered the process
to replace her.

This is way too much.
I cannot do this.

It's an unanticipated
complication

at a time when focus and
clarity are necessary, yes.

- I want it gone.
- Jax.

Look, I know this isn't easy.

Oh, you think?

First, I find out
that I'm not even human,

and then the... the fate
of the universe relies on me.

And now I have something
growing inside of me that
may not even be a real baby.

I'm only
a 22-year old sophomore.
This is so not fair.

What are your intentions?
Even if this was a normal baby,

there's no way
you could look after it.

In a matter of weeks...

in a matter of weeks,

you literally have to
save the universe.

Is there any way
that you and my uncle

could find a home for her,

the same way that
you did for me?

If that's what you really want.

The decision lies with you,
but... please,

consider all the consequences.

I am.

That's why I'm asking
for your help.

Look, there is no way that
I could be a mother right now.

That is not
in my destiny, but...

maybe she can still
have a normal life.

Jax?

Jax, what's wrong?

The baby...

I think she's coming.

You were my brother...
Zion.

You were my older brother,

and I looked up to you.

You were a soldier.
You were a man of honor.
You...

taught me how to be
a better person.

You inspired me to be
the man I am today.

Where is the commander?

Okay, um...

Uh...

Our father taught us
how to play ice hockey

on the frozen pond
near our house.

I had a stick,
and you had a broom.

What's fair is fair.

You remember that?

We carried on playing into
the early spring, and once,

I saw you skating towards
a patch of thin ice.

So, uh, so I body-checked you

full on, hard, out of the way.

And I... I drove my shoulder,
my upper arm, my elbow

into you and, uh,
and took you out.

And you taught me that move.

You remember?

And you were so angry at me.

You were so angry until

I showed you the hole

in the ice.

And then you thanked me

for saving your life.

Do you remember?

You know me, damn it.

Where is the commander?

And you said you weren't
ready to be a mom.

I'm not.

She deserves so much more
than what I can offer her.

So, you're not gonna keep her?

What? You guys have never
seen a baby before?

How can I care so much

when last week I didn't
even know she existed?

Hi, baby.

Is that really your motivation?

You don't understand, Ralen.

I was a different person
before Zion died.

I was an artist.

I was gonna be an architect.

My mother never recovered
when he was killed.

And I joined EarthCom

because I wanted
to be just like him.

My mother felt like
she was losing us both,

and it broke her.

Trust me when I say this,

I have been where you are now.

You cannot bring back the dead,

no matter how much
you may want to.

We can only hold them
in our thoughts,

and let them live on
in our memories.

Whoa.

Looks like we got company.

Hitting thrusters.

Have you picked
a name for her yet?

I'm gonna call her "Bloom",

because she grew so fast.

Bloom. That's cool.
I like it.

She's such a good baby.

Yeah, for now, but when
we wake up in the morning,

she might be a bitchy,
hormonal teenager.

No. No, no, no.

No, she's gonna stay
perfect forever.

Not like her mommy, huh?

No.

She drinks so much.
I don't know how
I keep up with her.

What about you?
Hungry, thirsty?

A bit.

I'll hit the cafeteria for you.

You stay here, mama.

Shh, shh, shh, shh.
Come on.

What do they want?

Can we outrun them?

Dream on. What kind of ship
is?

She a lover, not a fighter.

Oh, great. Now what?

Those ships belong
to the Bellum Batonianum.

Aw, man, not
the Bellum Batonianum.
They're the worst, they're...

Okay, who are
the Bellum Batonianum?

They're a violent group
of secessionists

named after the rebels
in Ancient Rome who tried
to overthrow the Emperor.

They're trying to help
the Outer Rim colonies

break away from
the Earth Confederacy.

They've been causing trouble
on the Rim for years,

but EarthCom's
always been able
to push them back.

Lately, with our fleet
depleted, not so much.

Yeah, I tangled with them
once before. They nasty.

I was lucky they only
took my cargo parts

and not my vital parts.

Yeah, yeah, I get it.
They're bad news.

But what do the rebels
have to do with Sumi pirates?

There has to be a connection.

On Aluna 4, the pirates
were attacking an Earth colony.

It makes no sense
the secessionists would
be working with them.

There is a connection. We just
don't know what it is yet.

- We have to find out.
- Whoa, we got a bigger problem.

If the rebels who were expecting
delivery of these clones

- have been tracking
this ship, then...
- They know we veered off course

to Earth with their merch,
in which case they now
coming after us.

They've armed their weapons.

- All right, shields up!
- Whoa, whoa, whoa. What shields?

We don't have shields.

Is not a warship.
It's a cargo ship.

Oh! We all gonna die!

If you could lower
your voice and sit down,
please, Mr. Scantron.

We can't negotiate with man!

They ruthless!

Oh, they gonna
harvest my vital parts.

Hail EarthCom. Tell them that
we need immediate back-up!

- I can't. They're jamming
all our frequencies.
- Of course, they are.

Mr. Scantron, does this ship
have any weapons?

- Yeah.
- Great!

But they don't work.

I need to get them repaired.

I do have some gravitic mines
left over from a run,

but they gonna spot them
and detonate them.

Does anything work
on this junker ship of yours?

Yeah. It flies.

You know what,
I don't feel so good.

Um, y'all mind if I...

Just get the hell
off the bridge!

Okay.
Bertha.

Come on!

Why aren't they attacking?

Because we have something
that they need, the clones.

That's why they're
not shooting us.

-So, what do we do?
Turn them over?
-No!

Even if I were willing
to do that, which I'm not,
it wouldn't work.

They would just blow
the ship out of space as soon
as we handed over the cargo.

Okay, but you have
a plan, right?

Yeah, I'm working on it!

If I might offer a suggestion?

Finish placing the mines inside
the empty rubbish vestibules.

We shall release them into space
on the captain's orders.

So, the rebels will think we're
dumping garbage to drop weight

will fly faster,
and they won't detect the mines.

Fighting back with space trash.

You're a genius, Ralen.

That remains to be seen.

We have one mine left.

Oh.

What about in that old thing?

Please, by all means.

You sure?

I mean, Mr. Scantron said he
paid a lot of money for it.

That is unfortunate.

Captain Duvall, you need to
into position.

Ralen, Jett, hold on.

The mines took out
a rebel ship, Cap,

but we still have
four bogeys on our tail.

If we can reach
the 11-22 shipping lanes,

I believe the EarthCom forces
at the blockade line

will deter the rebels
from further pursuit.

What the hell is going on?
We just lost all power.

It's Roy.
Kubrick.

That friggin' coward.
He sabotaged the ship.

Forget about him.
We have bigger problems
right now.

Okay, good news.
I've restored main power.

Uh, what was that?

We're being boarded.

You.

Lovely to see you again too.

Allow me to formally
introduce myself.

I was at a bit of a disadvantage
the last time we met.

Bey Turhan.

And I believe you have
something that belongs to me.

You, sir, are under arrest,
Mr. Turhan.

I'm glad you have a sense
of humor, Captain Duvall.

I, on the other hand, do not.

I'm not a fan of EarthCom
as, uh... you already know.

On your feet, soldier.

Yes, Commander.

Bring me to the rest
of my soldiers.

- Soldiers, board your ships.
- Yes, Commander.

These are the last.

Oh, oh... you.

Stay.

What's so special
about this one?

Why was he awakened from stasis

and not the others?

Answer me, Captain.

Oh, my goodness.

Welcome, Professor Shral.

Professor Shral?

I just, uh...

came to check on
the condition of the child.

Her name's "Bloom".

And she's amazing.

- May I examine Bloom?
- No.

No, she's... she's
trying to sleep.

She doesn't need to be
poked and prodded by you.

Understood.

But your uncle wants to know
if the child is exhibiting

any extraordinary abilities,

or has any unusual
physical characteristics?

Mmm... just
unusual cuteness.

Isn't that right,
my little Bloom? Shh.

Shh.
Night-night now.

- Jax?
- Huh?

We found parents for her.

We just need to know
if raising her will
present any challenges.

Mmm. Mm-mm.

She's perfect.

You cannot fall in love
with this child, cadet.

Think it's a little
late for that.

You have another path.

I know.

I'm gonna do the right thing.

For her.

Just... give me
one more night

before I have to say goodbye.

- Very well.
- Yeah?

Shh.

Tell me why this one
was awakened,

or I'll blow its head off.

Don't.

Why is it special, EarthCom?

He is my brother.

Zion died...

fighting in the war.

The clones were created
using DNA from deceased
Earth soldiers.

Your brother has come
back from the dead

for a family reunion.

Zion.

Kill Captain Duvall.

Zion.

Zion, don't listen to him.
It's Xander.

It's your brother.

You're a man of honor, Zion.
You're a soldier.

You don't kill innocent people.

Shoot him.
Kill him now.

Our father taught us
how to play ice hockey.

So, I body-checked you.

You know me, damn it.

Kill them.
Kill them both!

- Xandie.
- It's me.

My little brother.

Nice body-check.

Thanks.
I learned it from you.

Well, you didn't
tuck in your elbow,

- and that's a penalty.
- Go, go!

Cap!

- Zion! Zion!
- Captain, no!

- Zion!
- We need to find out
why he malfunctioned.

- Xander, stop!
- Get the clones
back to the ships!

It would be suicide
to pursue them.

Go!

They have what they came for.

Now, we must go,
or we are all dead.

Fine.

But I will find Zion.
I can't lose him.

I can't lose him again,
not this time.

We will find him.

I presume you placed
a tracking device on him.

The rebels are preparing to come
Bertha.

We still have a chance if we can
make it to the shipping lanes.

The lead rebel ship is trying
to acquire a target lock on us.

Captain Roy, the best...

They're still on us.
I can't shake them.

Captain Roy, the best looking...

Audio file deleted.
- Enemy torpedo incoming!

Missile incoming!

Brace for impact!

Yee-haw!

Torpedo neutralized.

Howdy, partners!
This is space ace Captain Roy.

You look like you could
use a little help,
so I brought some friends.

Attention,
Bellum Batonianum marauders.

This is EarthCom Dauntless.

You will stand down,
or you will be destroyed.

The rebels have
gone to light speed.
EarthCom is in pursuit.

Yeah!

Oh, come on!

Close your eyes.

What do you say, baby?

You and me, you think
we can do it?

It's gonna be
a little rocky,
'cause...

I have no idea what I'm doing.

Mommy also has
to save the whole universe.

I know.
Mom's crazy, huh?

So, Mommy has some
juggling to do,

but, we're gonna
make it work, okay?

Because I love you,

more than it is
possible to love.

Okay?

Okay, Bloom.

I love you, Bloom.

I'll never let anything
happen to you, okay?

I had a change of heart.

I couldn't just leave good
people like you behind to die.

So, once I cleared
jamming range,

I hailed EarthCom
and told them you in trouble

and what I'd done.

You see, uh...

I've always been a coward,

but y'all inspired me
to be a better man.

Especially you, Xander.

Me?

Yeah.

I saw the way you acted
with your brother and, uh...

you never gave up on him.

Reminded me that there's
someone in my life

that I need to
reconnect with too.

So, I'm going to visit Bertha.

You are Bertha.

No, the real Bertha, my sister.

I named the ship after her.

She's, uh,
an interesting individual.

You might even get
to meet her some day.

- Hey, what's up with Jett?
- Oh.

He's on the datastream,
gathering information
for us about the rebels.

Hmm.

Oh, uh...

you think maybe you could, uh,

see your way to being
a character witness

at my trial when you haul me
in front of a judge for...

stealing your ship?

I shouldn't think
that'll be necessary
anymore, Mr. Scantron.

As long as you can
see your way clear

to stay out of trouble
from now on.

Cool.

I could do that.

I can do that.

Okay. Pssht!

Where's my motorcycle?

About that...

we need to talk.

Have we gathered enough evidence
to definitively link the weapons

- and the production of
the cloned soldiers to Parallax?
- Not exactly.

What does that mean,
"not exactly"?

It means Parallax
isn't responsible
for creating them.

If not Parallax, then who?

Tian-V Spaceways.

Parallax's biggest competitor.

No, it doesn't make
any sense. Why?

Why would Tian-V
go to all this trouble,
run this whole charade,

just to implicate Parallax
in illegal arms trafficking
to the Sumi?

I don't know, but there's
clearly a much bigger conspiracy
here than we thought.

But who's behind it?

And what do they want?

Look, Cap, I'm from
the Outer Rim,

and there's a lot of anger out
there right now, as you know.

But if this powder keg ignites,

it's likely to explode
in EarthCom's face.

We can't allow that to happen.

You know, Xander,
I'm starting to think

you may be more
than just an ordinary

teacher's assistant
at the Academy.

It's Captain Duvall, Jett.

I know... Captain.

Bloom?

Zazie, where's Bloom?

I can't find Bloom!

"Take this kiss upon the brow,

and in parting from you now,

thus much let me avow.

You are not wrong, who deem.

That my days
have been a dream."

What's happened to you, Jax?

Why do you keep calling me that?

The campus seems empty.
Where is everybody?

What do you know
of the Pandora myth?

Curiosity is death.

- How long
have you been here?
- I've always been here.

- Time travel is impossible.
- Is it?

You know never to go in there.

Kill, Ubu, kill.

Good fish.