All language subtitles for 01. First Contact (Part 1 and 2)

My earliest
memories of it were the stories,

how it was once thought so vast-

infinite skies, deep seas,

boundless mountain ranges.

But they were only stories.

I was born on the stations,
just like my parents...

and their parents before them.

It's the only life I've ever known.

But I still think about
those stories of Earth.

And I tell them to my son as we prepare
to flee this life of ours on the stations,

a life that is ordered, efficient, sterile...

and, for a small group of children,

deadly.

My son is one of the unlucky ones.

He was born with the Syndrome.

Ulysses, are you listening?

Do you think when we get
to the planet, I'll be able to,

you know, like,
run right out of the ship?

No. Not right out of the ship,

but in time.

Now, may we please continue
with our geography?

Six years
ago, Uly was diagnosed with a disease...

our medical community hesitates
to even recognize,

a disease not caused
by the presence of a virus,

but, rather, an absence-

an absence of what nature can provide,

an absence of fresh air, of fresh water,
New Pacifica is bordered on the west...

by the Sea of Antaeus.
an absence of Earth.

And it is on this shoreline
we'll be landing.

Are there going to be beasts
on the planet, Mom?

- What kind of beasts, Uly?
- I don't know.

Big. Bigger than
this whole ship.

And skin like- like the elephant
from my virtual reality,

with teeth and tusks
that shoot out from his face...

like, you know, tentacles?

And-And at the end
of each tentacle,

hands with nine fingers.

You think there'll be any monsters
like that on the new planet?

I certainly hope not, Uly.

Now, it's time for you
to get some rest, all right?

We have a very, "very" big day
tomorrow.

Hmm. Can I sit by the pilot
when we launch?

Yes, if you're quiet. Okay?

- Yes?
- Big fire, Dev. Cockpit.

I'm putting my son to bed,
Commander.

- Can't wait. I need you now.
- Okay.

I will be right back, all right?

When I come back, I am gonna
tell you a long, scary story.

This quest to save my
son has grown larger than even I could imagine.

Tonight, 250 Syndrome families
wait with us,

docked beside
our small advance ship.

In eight hours,
our lives will change forever,

as we light out in search
of a place like Earth once was,

a place where children can thrive,
a planet we might call home.

What? What is it?

- Something you should see.
- Picked up from-

Ms. Adair's private expedition
had been in the planning stages for six years,

despite virulent opposition
from both medical and scientific fields.

Internet satellite?

To repeat, the Eden Project, bound to
set up the first colony in the G8 system,

met with disaster this morning,
exploding upon departure.

There were no survivors.

What? What is
this, some kind of a joke?

It's government-released,
Adair.

Preapproved by three panels nine
hours before broadcast. No jokes.

Coded for 0900 hours
tomorrow morning.

That's an hour after we launch.
That's right.

They-They've given up trying to stall
us, so now they're just going to kill us?

They're going to try.

We find a better world out there than
these sanitized cans, they lose control.

I'm running a resonant scan
of the entire ship right now.

- You think there's explosives on board?
- You don't?

We cannot risk another delay.

There are over 200 Syndrome families on the
colony ship, prepping for cold sleep right now.

No delays.
We'll launch on schedule.

No. No, we need to launch now.

- Solace, what's our status?
- We're at zero minus eight and a half hours.

You weren't hired
to tell me the time, Ace.

- "Portal's yawning wide open. " I'd say they're expecting a freighter.
- Now you're talkin'.

- Advise colony. We're moving.
- Yes, sir!

- Baines!
- Yeah.

- Get the operations crew together.
- Right.

We're on a tight departure.

Dad? Dad!

Hey, Dad?

Over here, sweetheart.

Dad, we're moving.

Yeah, it feels like it.
What's up, baby?

They're looking for you.
Uh-oh. Let's go.

Resonant scan came up
with 97 non-registered items.

We need a physical scan
of all specified areas immediately.

- Explosive check and launching at the same time?
- Just find it!

Let's go.

Colony ship on approach.

Colony ship-

Hospital ward reports all 248
Syndrome children are secured.

Brace yourself,Sheila.
We'rejust about to kiss you here.

Engaging.

Accelerating.

Initial contact.

We have
coupling. Smooth as always, Mr. Solace.

Eden Advance,
this is Port Control 1-9.

Please advise.
We're showing a no-go.

Just stretching our legs, 1-9.
Getting in position for manana.

What the hell is going on?

What the "hell" is going on?

What the-
What's going on here?

You're our government liaison,
Martin. Why the hell don't you tell us?

What is he talking about? Who authorized our
departure? We don't have level six clearance yet.

Eden ships, you are in violation
of port ordinance. Acknowledge.

Will someone with some weight
talk to these nice folks, please?

If you're still on board, Mr. Martin, I assume you have no idea
what your friends on level six have planned for us tomorrow.

Well, they're releasing us
to planet G889.

Guess again. Solace!
Are you out of your mind?

You're not one of these lunatics.

Orient and redock before they
take your charter bars.

You wanna pay my freight, 1-9? I kinda doubt
you can match these people's credit weight.

Well, I just may retire off this run.
What do you say?

Eden Advance,
we still show no-go.

Return to dock facility. Repeat:
We will contact Port Authority.

Feel free to contact whoever you damn
well please. We're making a run for it.

Bay
two portal doors are now closing.

Bay two portal doors
are now closing.

If you could just tell me what you're
looking for, maybe I could help you.

Ma'am, what is this?
It's- It's my husband's.

No triggers.
Opening item check number 19.

Well, the case is his,
but, sir, the contents are mine.

Government quarter
sector three clear.

Anything?
Nah. Negative.

I'm up to comm deck.

Those doors won't reverse, Solace.

We're shutting down
Apex guidance.

Now, when was the last time
you piloted manual, Lonz?

Apex guidance system is off.

You breach that hull, and
we'll have a hell of a mess on our hands.

Thanks for the vote of confidence, 1-9.
I'll keep that in mind.

Okay, Ace. Now's the time. You as
good as you say you are? Show me.

Nav, I need vertical
marker positioning right now.

Inside the launch tube?
Without Apex?

- "Just follow my marks. "
- "Okay. "

Retros at 50%.
Check.

- "Auto-positional. "
- "Where are we going, Devon?"

I want positioning feeds
from you at five-second intervals. You got it?

Got
it. Let's do it.

Well, well, well. Look at all this
activity. Stay on line here.

Mr. Blalock, sir.
Morgan Martin, level four.

I just wanted you to realize
that I, in no way, sanctioned this-

Blalock, go back to sleep.
You'rejust having a bad dream.

You have a scheduled departure
in eight hours, Devon.

Movement like this
could put your clearance at risk.

All these years of planning, Devon.

All those obstacles.

- Three degrees. Mark it.
- Mark.

I know we've
been difficult, but now,

eight hours to go,
and this final insubordinate act?

Let's just say after all the years
of clearance stalls,

I've grown just a tad antsy.

Devon, everything we've done
has been for your benefit,

to protect "you"
from the unknown.

Oh, come on, Blalock.
You've seen the probe info.

The planet has
a habitability rating of 83.

No human has
ever been as far as G889, Devon.

- "Personally-" - Keep him on
the hook, Adair. Keep him talking.

Think I'd like staying
on the stations, Dison?

Syndrome children are dying.
Two generations, we may all be extinct.

Okay. Stay on it.

Devon, no one's more sorry
than I am...

that your little boy is sick.

It is sad when children die.

People have always died. Doesn't mean
we have to run away from all we know.

You've put years of work
into this, Devon.

Why see it all come to a halt now?

You've got 250 people counting on you,
counting on both of us... Oh, my God.

- They're gonna kill us.
- to do the right thing here.

What's the point, Dison?
I thought we had clearance.

Everything but level six, Devon.
You know that.

- We're off. Dead center.
- Bring it up to seven. I want speed now.

Devon,
you know as well as I do...

there are people
who do not want you to succeed.

- Keep him cool, Adair. We need some time.
- I know who they are.

"You are playing"
right into their hands.

Two little ships, Dison.

A handful of unwanted,
whispered-about families.

- Most people would think of this as a cleansing.
- Please, God!

Were it up to me,
I'd have let you leave long ago.

This is a difficult situation,
rife with internal politics, Devon!

No Syndrome child has lived
beyond nine years.

My son is eight,
and I will not watch him die.

Bay two portal doors are clear.

Nice work.

We need a few more
months, a few more weeks...

to establish the habitability
of G889.

Do not leave station subspace...

for your own good.

I cannot stress how serious this is.

Why, Dison? Are you trying
to tell me something?

Are you saying I'm at risk?

Devon, you're at risk anytime
you're out there without us.

I can't protect you, Devon.
I cannot protect you.

- We're clear.
- You gotta trust me on this, Devon.

I'm trying to help you here.
I am trying to be a friend.

One thing I've learned, Dison-
I'm all out of friends.

Don't go off-line!

I wish you would listen to me!
Hello?

How long before they realize
they didn't get us?

Oh, I'd say they know now.

We're already dead to them, Dev. They're
probably firing up that newscast as we speak.

We're on our own now.

No turning back.

Scanners show no station activity.

They're not coming after us.

Just get us out of here.

Yale, where's Dr. Vasquez?

I can't get him on gear, and he
should be prepping Uly right now.

Devon, Vasquez is not on board.
What?

Apparently, he went to make a final
check on the children on colony.

But we had boarded for departure. Nobody
was supposed to disembark without proper-

Oh, my God.
We have no doctor, Yale.

Dr. Heller is on board.
Dr. Heller?

Come on. She is the most junior member of his
team. She's barely qualified to be his intern.

Dr. Heller has come
to prep Uly for cold sleep.

I should monitor him for 24 hours before
the rest of us go down for hibernation.

I agree.

And, uh, you should get started.

I assume Dr. Vasquez
has explained...

the risks a child like Ulysses faces
going into cold sleep,

even under
optimum conditions.

I'm well aware of the risks. We don't
have very much choice now, do we?

No, we don't.

You can tell everyone from mechanical to
kitchen crew we stick with the original contract-

transport to
and deposit on planet.

I'm not asking for the crew.
I'm asking for myself.

The contract said nothing about
bomb scans or leaving under a no-go.

Look, even after I drop you off, I still gotta
come back here and do business with that port.

Okay, let's see.
Twenty-two light-years each way.

How many administrations
you think that'll be?

Just tell everyone hazard
pay clause has been invoked.

Thank you.

Good.
That's all I wanted to know.

I-
All right.

"Eden Advance," colony ship
prepped for disengage.

Tell those passengers of yours
to hang tight.

By the time they're out of cold sleep, we'll
have set up their new home in New Pacifica.

Twenty-four
years of sleep? We can sure use it.

Thanks for the push, boys.

Hope you all sleep tight.

You're breaking my heart, Sheila.
I wish we could bring you along.

I love you, champ.

I- I won't wake up
for 22 years,

but it'll seem like tomorrow,
right?

Just like any other night.

You don't think
I won't wake up, do you?

You will wake up, Uly.
I promise.

And when you do, we're gonna be
on the verge of a whole new life.

And then you can finish telling me that
story with that beast of yours, okay?

I will.

Night, Uly.

Night.
I love you, Mom.

We bring so many questions with us.

Will this new planet hold the key
to healing humanity?

Will the frontier hold the same promise
it did for our ancestors?

And, most of all,

will Uly ever get
to slay his monsters?

Artificial gravity restoration: active.

Atmospheric repressurization:
active.

Automatic pilot self-check:
in progress.

Artificial life-support system:
check.

Cryo-sleep chamber four.

Heller,Julia.

Physician.

Neurological activity:high.

Core temperature:normal.

Alpha rising:.8.

Isn't standard operation
to have me verify position...

so you and I can hop back in a big sack if
we're a couple hundred million miles off course?

That's right. Well, you'll be happy
to know that my record's intact.

I haven't missed yet.

Okay.

I could postpone everyone's defrost and
celebrate life a little bit. What do you say?

Is that the only come-on you sleep
jumpers can come up with these days?

You've worked
cold-sleep runs?

Well, let's just say your reputation
precedes you. I don't have one.

I'm not around enough to make one.
But you-

You have some sleep in your eye. What?

Oh, man, oh, man.

Oh, man.

Lonz, tell me
I can go back to bed.

Sorry, pal.
We're right on course.

I win the betting pool.
Tell your guys to fork over.

What are you,
a morning person?

Hey,you know,
22 years is a drag, huh?

First cold sleep?
No, third.

Never more than 19 months though.

I had some kind of weird dream
or something. Not me, pal.

I been under so many times,
I lost my dream button.

Never really get used to
how the world changes though.

One long night's sleep,
everything you knew...

almost a quarter
of a century older.

Probably a grandmother now.

So that's why we get
the heavy pay, huh?

How old are you, man?

A lot older than you, kid.

He's still under 97.

That's fine. Well, he
should be responding by now.

Cardiorespiratory's improving.
E.E.G.'s on target.

I think a stimulant is indicated.

Devon, I do know what I'm doing.

Before apprenticing
with Dr. Vasquez, I-

You graduated cum laude
in diagnostic analysis. I checked.

Then you must also know that my parents had
my chromosomes skewed towards the medical arts.

Your background compensates for your lack
of experience, but right now my son is-

Uly? Uly? Uly,
honey, I'm here. I'm right here.

- Are we there yet?
- Almost. We're almost there, honey.

Almost there.

... any assigned held pods
on B-4 should report there within an hour.

Where
should I store this? Copy.

Hey.

True, sweetheart.

Come on. You gotta buzz your
teeth. Need your help up top.

I'm getting a cat, right?
I had a dream I got my cat.

Real cat? Did you dream we won
the trans-station lottery?

Hey. You promised.
You said we're gonna be richer.

I know, but I didn't say
we were gonna be billionaires.

You know how much a pet allotment
costs? Come on. I'll meet you up top.

Let me make this clear, Dad.

After we go drop them off,
and we get home, I get a cat.

Not a cheapo synth cat.
A real cat.

No discussion. Understand?

Well?

Good. So I'll meet you on deck.

Thank you. And what
time do you wanna meet for dinner?

0800 hours.

Geez, I can't believe we're
actually doing this, Bess.

I mean, I hate travel.
I hate that Devon woman.

Miss Stop-The-World-My-Son-Is-Sick,
My-Cyborg-Tutor-And-I-Want-To-Get-Off.

I mean, what pretension!

Oh, how could I
have been so stupid?

Bess, what are you looking at?

I feel older, Morgan.

Well, you're not. We've been
over this a million times, Bess.

We were in suspended
animation, remember?

We don't age.
It's impossible.

All right?

I didn't say I "was" older.
I said I "feel" older.

And you can't suspend feelings.

Technician
Flores, report to station blue.

Technician Flores,
report to station blue.

Bess, I'm- I'm sorry.

I- I've been under
a lot of pressure lately.

Bess, you know
you're my whole world.

- Please don't stare at me.
- I'm not.

Uly, don't wear yourself out now.

Well, hello. We'd heard
there was another child on board.

My dad said they stopped
the Yale program,

that you all went crazy.

Check systems two through 10.

A few of the Yales did have
faint recall of their criminal past.

He doesn't have a memory glitch.

He's a great tutor.

Well, I'm sorry that we are
parting ways at G889.

We all could have gotten
to know one another.

Take a look.

Just what you wanted, Dev.

A new place to call home.

We made it.

We're on
the other side of the stars.

Advance "communication dish launched. "

Okay, easy does it there, girl.

Drag and stage.

Propulsion shift.
Yes!

Hey, Ace. You put this cargo down
as nicely as that dish, we're in business.

You say, "Stack 'em,"
I'll say, "How high?"

Commence at your discretion, pal.
I'll be in the head.

Sure.

Baines, prep cargo pods for the drop.

Mmm.

What the-

What's going on?

Warning. Cargo pods won't release!

They're dragging us down!
Baines, unlock it!

Cut them loose.! Release mech is
jammed.! We've picked up a heavy magnetic charge.!

Then blow them off!.Do it.!

- "Pods one, two, three. "
- "Charges are dead.!"

Ow!

Come on, Bess! Whoa!

We're not going down on
this thing, Bess!

We're not dying here, Bess.
Aah! Morgan! Morgan!

Warning. Evacuation warnings are in effect.

Everything will be fine.
Do not panic!

Do not panic!
There's enough room for everyone!

One, two, three.

Warning.

Evacuation warnings
are in effect.

True! Where are you, girl?

True!
Bess, in! Get in!

Evacuation air lock engage. Hurry!

- Hey! Hey! What are you doing? What are you doing?
- Morgan!

Bess! Hold on!

- "Air lock secure. "
- Don't leave! There's people here!

- "Evacuation pod is engaged. "
- Hey! What are you doing?

Morgan.! Oh, my God, Morgan.!

Morgan, I'm scared.!

Evacuation pod...

is away.

Solace.!

Proceed to
evacuation. Forget it! Abort now!

Pod two, three.

True! True!

Daddy.!

True! Sweetheart. Oh, God.
Oh, God. Okay.

Okay, baby. Come on. Let's go.
Gotta keep your head down. All right?

Come on. You're gonna be
okay. Daddy, I'm scared.

Come on! Leave it! Let's go! Come on!
We're giving her up. Let's go.

What are you doing?

- "Evacuation air lock engaged. "
- Hurry!

There's no room. There's too
many people. Take the other one.

Air lock secure.

Evacuation pod is cleared. Away.

Come on. We gotta go!
That's it. I'm sorry. come on!

Let's go. We gotta go! Run!

Proceed to evacuation pod.
Dad! Hurry! Hurry!

Get in here. Get in here.
Close the hatch. Everybody, secure!

Go!

Catch! Go!

Come on.

Get out of the way!

All right. Sit over here.
Okay.

Come on!
Everyone inside?

- Hurry!
- I said, everyone inside?

- Yes! Disengage!
- Go! Go.

Pod three is away.

Our Father who art in heaven, protect us with
your strength as we are guided on this journey.

Protect us, Lord.
We need you.

Dad, we're gonna hit.!

Are you okay?
Uh, I'm fine.

Everybody, check for injuries
and stay calm.

We have a reading?

I'm processing,
and I can't get anything.

Don't give me can't!
I want an atmospheric reading.

Nothing.

Sensors are down.

Open the hatch.

There's nowhere else to go.
We can't stay here.

That's right. All right,
everybody. Stay calm. Stay put.

I'm gonna open this damn hatch.

All right.

Hatch opening!

Here we go.

I'm at 130 over 90.
It's too high.

I know. It's okay.
Just take a big breath.

What is it?
How's he doing?

No signal
from the other crafts.

Keep trying.

So? No sign of trauma. You're clear.

Thank God!

We're
gonna need water. Yale.

Take this.

Keep your eye out
for anything that moves.

I can't.

Weapons aversion
in the Yale program?

I tried to hold her.
I couldn't shake the unit.

Can you hold still for a second, please?
Please! I told you. I just wrenched it.

Please just give me a minute, okay?
You're gonna have to take 24 hours.

You've got multiple fractures here. I mean, you're
not gonna be walking until at least tomorrow.

You did take a bone-healer vaccine?

It was for the colonists.
I wasn't even landing.

Hey.

Is- Is this dirt, Dad?

Yeah, I guess so.

Cool. That's cool.

I- I don't think this is
such a good idea, Bess.

- I feel like we're gonna get arrested.
- What for?

Burning wood's been illegal on Earth
since I was a kid, Morgan.

Even though we burned
everything else.

Bess! It's spreading. See-

Morgan, don't worry.
It's gonna stay put.

And if anyone else is alive,
they'll see our "fl"ames.

Yeah.

You know, Bess, I think...

that we may be
the only ones who made it.

I-

I feel awful
about leaving them like that.

Morgan,
stop blaming yourself.

You explained it.
There was nothing you could do.

We just broke away. The wind shear
just ripped the pod right off.

We're lucky
we got out alive.

Thank goodness you got
the door closed. Yeah.

You know, you're-
you're actually a hero.

That is definitely one
of our pod sectionals.

The other 15 could be scattered
all over this planet.

Mmm. Pod 12.

Inventory has it with vehicles,

V.T.O. aircraft
and probably some clothing.

What would you estimate?
Another 10 hours of darkness?

I don't know.
We'll move at first light.

Devon.

It's just so hard to believe.

If this is anything like Earth was
hundreds of years ago-

It's a second chance.

The odds are unbelievable.

Save some of that for later, pal.
I am.

Hmm.

That's all there is, son.
Better eat it.

No, thanks.

Come here. Come here.
I want to show you kids something.

- You know what this is?
- Mm-mmm.

- No.
- It's a relic from another time.

What is it?
It's money, currency.

People used to trade these things
for goods down on Earth...

before everyone
got fund transfer codes.

See? One side is a buffalo.

Other side's
an Indian head. See that?

You wanna hold this
a while for me?

Uly, that's gonna bring you
some good luck on this new planet.

See you. Bye-bye.

You don't like semolina, huh?

I heard a kid
who choked to death on it once.

Really?

So, if you're not gonna eat it-
I get it.

You want something, so you
decide to be nice to the freak.

You're crazy!
Want it? Help yourself.

Here, kitty, kitty,
kitty, kitty, kitty.

I know you're not a kitty,
but what are you?

Here you go. Want it?

Here you go.

All right. All right.
Watch out. Watch your step.

I need to sit down
for just a second.

Hey. Can I help you? Here, boy. Up
you go. There. Hey. Hey. Careful.

Just watch his tubing.
All right.

There she is, people!

Oh, my God.

We've been robbed.

We're not alone.

Something really
picked this place clean.

V.T.O. aircraft, titanium building units
and probably a land vehicle.

What about that other bay? It doesn't
look like they got there. We're not sure.

No individual bay manifests.
Oh, great.

You manage to get that open yet?
Yeah, a couple more inches maybe.

Not "one" piece of probe info showed
even an inkling of civilization.

No roads, no structures,
no agriculture.

Whatever it is, it must be interested
in manufactured goods.

We've checked the last 25
years' worth of probe reports.

There's nothing
about "fl"ora and fauna.

Yeah, government probes
for newscast.

- We saw what they wanted us to see.
- One, two, three.!

All right. Come on. Come on.

Got 'im. All right.

Yeah. Looks like we got ourselves
a Zero unit. Part of one anyway.

Actually,
I've got an entire body in here.

Construction worker series, ready
to give New Pacifica a full 100%.

Can't speak for New Pacifica, but we
could sure use the rest of your unit.

Easy there, pal.
Oh, boy.

There's gotta be
a smarter way to do this.

Hold on!
All right. Be careful.

I will!

Are you in?
Yeah.

Do you see the unit?

Yeah. I see it.

Okay, see if you can reach
the collar control panel.

All right.
Be careful.

I will.

Whoa! It's humming!