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Previously on dark matter.

Her name is Alicia reynaud.

She's corporate elite.

You think she's the one

who had my friends
killed over this?

It's a key that allows
someone to access pockets

of interdimensional space-time.

This is my brother.

We are the future.

This is my only choice.

There is another way.

Ah!

Look, this is all
just a giant misunderstanding!

The funds should have
been deposited directly

into your account!

It was a clerical error!
Come on, aldvik!

You're-you're-you're, like,
one of my best earners!

You're the last guy I'd rip off!

W-w-w-w-wa it...

Okay, okay, okay...

We-we-we'll go halfsies.

Sorry about this.

Hey...

Heh...

Oh, portia...

Hah... what a
pleasant surprise...

Hey.

How you feeling?

Rough.

Sorry about your brother.

I was wondering if you could
give me a little something.

To help you sleep?

More like help me
get through the day,

take the edge off.

What do you mean, “no"?

We just restocked.

Yeah, we did.

But these meds are
for clinical use,

not recreational use.

You serious?

Look,

taking stuff is not gonna
get rid of your problems.

It's just gonna replace 'em
with bigger ones.

Trust me, self-medicating's
not the answer.

Well, I guess you'd know.

I spent way too much
time in lockup.

You think I don't know
a user when I see one?

You think you got me
figured out?

You think you know
everything I've been through?

Do you think that I like the way

that things have
turned out for me?

Yeah, I'm a user.

So I know what I'm talking about
when I say it's not worth it.

Just give me what I came for.

Thanks.

Hey.

Hey!

Why don't you cut off his pinky?

See how he reacts.

All right.

Whoa! What the hell?!

What if I'd actually
been unconscious?!

Well, then I guess
we'd be looking

mighty foolish right now,
wouldn't we?

Surprised to see me?

Yeah, surprised!

And relieved.

Thank god you're all okay.

Wow.

That's an interesting response,
considering you're the one

that tried to set us up.

What do you mean?

Alexander rook?

What? No-no-no-no!

Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa, wait.

He set us up!

I was as much of
a victim as you guys.

In fact, now I'm like
a double victim,

being accused of
something I didn't do.

And if you don't mind me
saying so, it's rather hurtful.

Look, we're here
for one of two things:

Information or revenge.

Who gets to pick?

You do.

In which case,
we'll go with the former,

because, of course,
if there's anything I can do

- -to help you guys...
- -Alicia reynaud.

Business magnate,
venture capitalist,

ruthless criminal, bad news.

We're going after her.

Why?

'Cause she came after us first.

But, why?

Oh, come on!

How do we get to her?

You can't!

She only travels by clone.
Transfer transit.

She never leaves
her headquarters,

that-that place
is like a fortress.

That's how we get in.

How?

The same way she gets out.

All right,
you're coming with us.

Get up.

Where to?

We scored big on our last op.

We're going shopping.

Come on.

You know,
we never officially ended

our professional relationship,
so, technically,

I'm owed commission on that.

All right, it's
looking good in here.

Well, glad I could help you
source these materials.

I guess there's nothing
left for me to do

than to wish you all
best of luck

and to bid you a fond adieu.

You're not going anywhere.

I'm-I'm not?

You're coming with us.

I am? I-I-I can't.

I mean, I-I gotta
get back to work.

I mean, I got-i got
people depending on me.

Yeah, right.

What's to stop you
from informing reynaud

and collecting
some kind of snitch reward

for your troubles?

Oh, well, my, uh,
professional responsibility

to you as your handler.

We fired you.

Hey, no paperwork was signed!

Come on, guys!
You're, like, my best clients!

I mean, from a purely
practical standpoint,

it doesn't make
any sense financially

for me to screw you over.

So, we... we good?

Yeah.

Ah.

You're still coming with us.

Oh, fine.

Well, this brings to mind
the response of the hunter

when faced with valmiki
in the sanskrit epic ramayana.

Thank you.

Mm.

What the hell...?

You're welcome.

You were supposed to stop him,

not try and take his head off.

No, no, it's okay.
We got this. No.

Come on.

I don't travel well.

'Cause even with
the inertial dampers,

all the ins and outs
of ftl makes me queasy.

I have a special bracelet...

Let's go to your quarters.

Yeah?

May I come in?

Sure.

You may find this
hard to believe,

but I once considered myself
an outsider on this ship.

Yeah, well, um, I've been
on my own for a long time.

This... whole team thing
takes a bit of getting used to.

In that respect,
you're no different

than anyone else on board.

We can all empathize with
what you're going through.

Really?

So you've all
lost brothers, too?

Not exactly, but we did
recently lose a crew member.

Five told me about it.

He wasn't
technically a family member,

but losing him was very...

Difficult.

I'm sorry.

Do you not think you'll ever
see your brother again?

I'll never give up hope.

Well,
remember... you're not alone.

And when I came back,
the apartment looked like this,

and he was gone.

We had plans tonight...
Dinner, the opera.

Those tickets were
really hard to get.

Well, I understand
you're very concerned

about Mr. Calchek's well-being,

and I can assure you
we'll do all we can.

Yeah, whatever.

I'm sure he'll turn up,
and when he does,

he's gonna have
to make it up to me.

I had to scramble to find
a replacement date for tonight.

I got it.

This is the security cam

from the station's
I-3 level hangar.

Recognize any
of these other people?

No, I...

That's all right.

I know who they are.

You cracked transfer transit?

Oh, I did that
about an hour ago.

Then I cross-referenced
the dates and times

of Alicia reynaud's public
appearances over the last month

with the transit database,
and came up with this...

Matching point of departure.

Her headquarters.

And the subspace address
of her transit pod.

Well, can you unlock it?

I just disabled
its security protocols.

We're in.

You're good.

So for all we know,
we could be transferring

into a room full of guards?

It's possible, but unlikely.

The odds of someone
being able to hack into

the transfer transit database,
localize a specific pod's

address, and bypass
its security protocols

to gain access are super slim.

Are you showing off?

Wh... no!

I'm just pointing out how
tricky it can be to pull off

something like this and...
Yeah, I guess I am.

Worst-case scenario,
someone on the other side

kills our clones or stops
the transfer process midstream.

Then at least we'd know.

And we'd need to
come up with another plan.

This plan's fine.

So, who's going?

Well, we've got three pods.

I'll take one.

No, you won't.

Why not?

Those pods are designed

to replicate organic material,

which means that your
nanites won't make the trip.

Without them,
your clone might not make it.

I'll go.

We... you'll need me
to hack into their server,

get the information
we're looking for.

Besides, I'll be a clone.

The real me will stay nice
and safe back on the ship.

We also won't
be able to bring weapons,

so we'll need someone
capable in unarmed combat.

That would be me.

I'll accompany her.

So will I.

Well, I don't think so.

Why not?

'Cause you're still
on probation.

That's why not.

So what?

You're volunteering?

I guess I am.

All right.

You three get suited up.

We will meet you in
the infirmary in 20 minutes.

What?

Your outfit.

It's very snug.

They're made from
a biosynthetic material

that will allow them
to travel with you.

They're specialty constructs.

DNA sequenced.

It's quite expensive.

Yeah, well, it's clingy
in all the wrong places.

It's either that
or you could travel naked.

I can do that?

Don't even think about it.

Let's do this.

All right.

Now, this is just
a fact-finding mission,

so once we find out
what this card does and how,

get outta there.

If your clones get
taken down before you return

to one of these pods, you're
not gonna remember a thing.

Now, if you get cut off
from one of the transfer pods,

six and I will be
in the marauder

circling the skyways
above the facility.

If anything goes wrong,
you find a way to signal us.

If all else fails,
we'll be scanning the rooftops

for any heat signatures.

Get up there and
we'll pull you out.

We good?

Yup.

I'll go first.

- -Good luck.
- -Yeah.

It's so... snug.

He's through.

Okay. My turn.

Ready?

Yeah.

Good luck, five.

Thanks.

This is so cool.

Wow.

Come on, let's go.

Uh, no, we don't
have to go anywhere.

I just need a computer
that'll give me access

to this facility's servers.

This is perfect.

I'll hack in,
get the information we need,

never have to leave this room.

Okay.

Is there anything we can do?

Um, sure.

Grab me those cookies.

Thanks.

Hey!

Hey! Can anyone hear me?

Hey!

Come on!

Hey...

Oh, hi there!

Hello.

I-i-I've been in here
screaming at the top of my lungs

for, like, half an hour!
Took you long enough to notice!

Oh, I noticed
quite some time ago.

I just assumed you'd
give up eventually.

You're annoyingly persistent.

Thank you.

How can I help you?

Well, you can start
by letting me outta here.

I'm afraid I can't
do that for safety reasons.

Oh, come on. You actually
think I could hurt you?

No, but I'm sure
I could hurt you,

should you attempt to flee
or jeopardize this mission.

Well, I don't... I wouldn't...
I wouldn't... wait...

Whoa, whoa, whoa,
whoa, wait! Look, look.

Can I talk to someone?

Uh, portia, Boone?

I'm afraid no one is available.

Just wait! Wait, wait!

Hang on! Hey, hey,
hey, hey, hey!

Fingers, fingers, the fingers!

I'm-I'm claustrophobic.

Confined spaces like this,
they trigger my panic attacks.

I mean, being in here
puts me at a health risk.

Your heart rate is elevated.

Ooh.

Very well. You can
accompany me to the infirmary.

Great.

However,
should you attempt to escape

or otherwise interfere,
I cannot guarantee your safety.

Be-best behavior. Promise.

I'm also hypoglycemic,
so, um, maybe we could

stop by the mess,
grab me something to eat?

No.

Hm?

Whoa.

“Whoa," what?

Oh, man, I knew this wasn't
gonna be as easy as you thought.

No. I found out what
the mystery device does.

It's part of a drive.

You mean, like an engine?

We already have one of those.

Not like this.

They call it a “blink drive.“

it creates
transversible wormholes

by accessing pockets of
extra-dimensional space-time.

And you lost me.

Normal ftl creates a distortion
in space that moves faster

than the speed of light,
pulling the ship along with it,

but you're still moving
from point a to point b.

With the blink drive, you don't
technically move at all.

You just disappear
from one place

and reappear somewhere else
instantaneously.

If we wanted to go all the way
across the galaxy,

it would normally take us...
Months with refueling stops

along the way.

With this, we could do it
in the blink of an eye.

A fleet of warships
equipped with this... drive

would be unstoppable.

Yeah.

That's right.

No wonder she's willing
to kill for it.

I don't get it.

How does one little card
move a ship across the galaxy?

Uh... the card fits into an
adapter which you can attach

to the control systems
of any ordinary drive.

You're saying we could
turn the raza's engines

into one of these blink drives?

We need the adapter.

It's in a lab...

Four stories up, on the
other side of the building.

Let's go.

All right, I've locked us
into an auto-flight pattern.

Scanning for heat signatures.

If anyone shows up on
the roof, move us in fast.

You got it.

Huh?

Come on.

Seriously?

Aww.

You look like
a widdle scientist.

Are you okay?

Yeah, just a little sore.

How goes the op?

Everyone's in play.

Now we can only wait.

Right.

You know there are
chairs to sit on

and cups to drink
from in the mess.

Well, this is kind of
an impromptu picnic.

I was on my way to my quarters,

and... this thing caught my eye.

It's kind of amazing
when you think about it.

I mean, they went
in with the weight

of the universe
on their shoulders,

and they came out
free and clear.

Hardly.

Their memories
may have been wiped,

but their past still exists.

And the past has a way
of catching up with you,

whether you remember it or not.

Yeah, I get that.

I mean, we all gotta pay
for it in the end, right?

But if I could get
a fresh start, huh?

Even if it's just up here...

You wanna change?

Make better choices.

Starting from today.

It... it's not that easy.

I didn't say it would be easy.

I killed a girl once.

She was 12 years old.

I was a ship's doctor
on a colonist run.

Easy job.

Plenty of time to feed my habit,

until we came out of ftl
and ran into a meteor storm...

And the ship
just about came apart.

I mean, there was...
Explosions and fire,

and suddenly I'm staring
at a dozen wounded people.

You were high.

Yeah.

I took care of most of them.

Patched them up.

And then they
brought in this girl.

God, she was in,
uh, rough shape.

She had third degree burns.

She had internal injuries.

And, I mean,
I-I coulda saved her.

Only I got the shakes.

So I gave myself a little
top-up before surgery.

Turns out it was a
little too much.

She never made it off the table.

I'm sorry.

I tried to, um, stay clean
for about six months after that.

I just... kept seeing
her face everywhere.

Well, blocking something out
is no way to move on.

I've been realizing that myself.

Which is why I was on my way
to bring you these back.

You know...
As soon as they came out

of those pods, they went
looking for their past.

From the sound of it, what they
found wasn't too pretty.

Now they've got no choice
but to deal with it.

So... I guess we're all
in the same boat.

Wow...

Yeah.

I'm assuming this is it.

So we just take it?

Well, there don't appear
to be any safeguards in place.

Guys, this entire
facility is a safeguard.

We're in the vault.

Hmm.

All right.

I think we're good.

Password
authentication required.

Password?

Incorrect.

Shit!

Incorrect.

- -Go!
- -Incorrect.

Drop your weapon!

You're surrounded!

Give, give, give, give!

Okay, kid, I don't like this
any more than you do,

but you're gonna
have to leave us behind.

Ah!

The important thing for you
is get up to the roof,

get the device back to the ship.

Ahh!

I don't want any argument
out of you, all right, kid?

You know she's gone, right?

Oh, son of a...

[Gaspsi

oh, come on. Seriously?

You're finally awake.

Took you long enough.

Sorry I slept in.

I didn't realize
we were in a rush.

Okay, what's the plan?

I think I can free us,
but it will require me

to dislocate both shoulders.

Okay, do what you gotta do, huh?

All right.

Once we're free, I'll pop
your shoulders back in

for you, okay?

No, no-not mine.

Yours.

Whoa, whoa, hang on a second.
Can we discuss our options?

Gentlemen, I'm Alicia reynaud.

And you are Marcus Boone
and ryo ishida.

Or a version of them anyway.

I know you hacked
my transit code,

used the pod to break in here,
and stole the adapter.

And I'd like to thank you.

Well, you're welcome.

For what?

Because the adapter is
useless without the final card,

which I believe
is on board your ship.

And as long as the transit
connection that brought you here

remains open,
my men can trace the signal.

Why don't you just
make a new card?

I'd love to, but unfortunately
it's a one-of-a-kind prototype.

Which means you didn't
develop the tech, you stole it.

Of course I did.

So... I will find
your ship, eventually.

But you could save me
a lotta time

and yourselves a lotta trouble
if you just give me

the coordinates.

Now, if by trouble,
you mean death or torture,

you're forgetting that
these are clone bodies.

You can't really hurt us.

That's where you're wrong.

You see, the same way
that you were able

to target my transit pod,
I'm able to do the same

in reverse, sending
a powerful subspace

charge back the way you came.

And if your bodies are still
in their transmission pods,

which I'm willing
to bet they are,

the charge will,
in layman's terms,

fry your brains.

As for hurting you, well,
this is Mr. Ostrander.

He's a specialist in the field.

See, these bodies may be cloned,
but they still do feel pain.

I think I'll do it both ways.

I'd like to cover my bases.

I'll check back soon and see
if you've had a change of heart.

You know, there's something
different about you.

From the first time we spoke?

No. From other service androids.

Yes. I get that a lot.

I'm thinking some kind of,
uh, black market upgrade?

What makes you say that?

Oh, I dabble
in black market upgrades

and assorted illegal tech.

Enough to recognize one
when I see one.

Interesting.

You seem to be running
some sort of, uh,

emotive subroutine,
but those are usually uploaded

to more sophisticated models.

You know, caregivers,
parental proxies, “companions."

In your case, that
doesn't make any sense.

No offense.

None taken.

So who did it, and why?

I don't know.

I mean, when you think about it,
it's-it's an impractical adjustment.

And what's the point, right?

Perhaps it was an experiment
designed to test

my machine-based responsiveness
to human sentiments.

Hmm.

Or an adjustment required
in order for me to respond

to a complex but ultimately
irrational scenario.

Or maybe it
was a wholly impractical,

completely illogical,
compassionate act of kindness.

Could be...

Wondering...

How's it coming?

Almost got it.

You know having
the travelers in the pods

is-is just a legal requirement
set up by ga convention?

They don't actually have to
be in there the whole time.

True, but since we
have no way of knowing how long

it will take the clones
to complete their mission,

it's prudent that
they stay connected.

Besides, there's no harm
in keeping them in there.

How you feeling?

Not good.

I think my foot's asleep.

Well, let me wake it up for you.

Okay.

Oh, hey, kid.

You are a sight for sore eyes.

I mean that literally.

How'd you get in here?

Hacked the door console.

How'd you find a stunner?

Look, I'm resourceful, okay?

Can you find a key
for these cuffs?

We need to get back down
to the transit room.

Okay, I've got a lock

on the raza's location.

Send a ship.

Right away.

We have addresses
for three departure pods.

What would you like me to do?

Pick one and send the charge.

He-he doesn't have the key.

Look, just find anything
to cut us loose.

There's no time.

See you back at the ship.

Oh! They're back.

How'd it go?

Idunno.

I don't remember anything.

Neither do I.

That would suggest
it did not go well.

Where's five?

Marauder, are you there?

We read you, raza.

Over.

Three and four
just returned to the ship,

but they have no recollection
of their time in the facility.

That must mean their clones
were terminated before they had

a chance to return to the pods
and relay their memories.

And what about five?

She's still active.

If you're concerned,
I can pull her out.

No, let's hold off.

We'll give her some more time.

All right, let's just send
the charge and end this.

There's no way out
of this facility.

Besides, this kid's good.

She reminds me of a young me.

I want her alive.

Come on, kid. You can do it.

She'll come back with something.

Yeah, she's something else.

Really?

That kid?

Yup.

Hmm. She have representation?

Oh!

What the hell was that?

We've got company.

Great.

Raza, you're outgunned.

Drop your shields and
prepare to be boarded.

That was your final warning.

They're powering weapons again.

Marauder, this is the raza.

We read you. Over.

We're under attack.

I recommend you return
to the ship immediately.

We're on our way.

No, wait. Picking up
a heat signature.

Northwest corner of the roof.

Hold them off, raza.

We're going after five.

Four, nyx, we just received word

from the marauder.

Please hold off
on awakening five.

Targeting
ground-to-air defenses.

All right, bringing us in.

Go! Go!

Welcome back.

Why aren't we firing back?

Because I've
diverted all remaining power

to the shields.

I'm dropping the shields.

Wait. What?

Why?

So that I can do this.

We've scored a direct hit
on the enemy weapons array.

I estimate it will take
approximately 30 seconds

for them to re-power.

The marauder has docked.

Get us outta here.

Jumping to ftl.

I'll be fine.

My memories are
gonna be transferred

back to my original body
and this clone

will be broken down
and recycled.

It's-it's not gonna hurt.

And if it does,
I'm not gonna remember.

I hope.

Okay, I'm ready.

Wow.

I've been saying
that a lot today.

So with this drive,
we could go anywhere

in the galaxy in an instant?

That's right.

And... we're the
only ones who have one?

So it would seem,
at least for now.

This is what
we've been waiting for.

It levels the playing field.

If we want to take the
fight to the corporations...

Uh, we never officially
had a vote on that.

We can hit them
anywhere at anytime,

and they'd never see us coming.

But aren't we getting
a little ahead of ourselves?

We don't even know
if it'll work.

She's right.

We need to test it.

How long to hook up the adapter?

I'm not familiar
with this technology,

but it appears that it
was designed to be compatible

with standard control systems.

Well, in the meantime,
we've got one stop to make.

Well, I got to admit, this has
actually been really nice.

Aside from the break
and enter, the assault,

threats, kidnapping,
imprisonment,

I've actually had
a really great time.

I'm glad.

And let's keep in touch, huh?

Sure.

So... hugs?

All right, Android,
let's get ready to launch.

Hold on!

Hey, uh, if you guys don't mind,

I could use a little
time off the ship.

Oh, no problem.

Once we've done the test,
we'll come back and pick you up.

Sounds good.

Hey! I think I'll join you.

Uh, that's not necessary.

I could use some r and r myself.

Uh, no, really, I, uh,
I got a bunch of stuff

I gotta take care of, so...

That's fine.

I'll meet you in the bar
on m level when you're done.

We can continue that
conversation we were having,

only this time with
chairs and glasses.

Sounds good.

Hey, is something wrong?

I think if one of us
doesn't go with him,

he's not gonna be here
when we get back.

If he wants to leave the ship,
we're not gonna stop him.

He's in a dark place right now.

He's not thinking straight.

Nyx, what are you talking about?

Look, I'm not
sitting this one out.

I can help him.

I know I can.

Here.

Okay?

Android, let's go.

Okay, this should be far enough.

We're well out of visual range
of the station

but still close enough in
the event anything goes wrong.

What could possibly go wrong?

It either works or
it doesn't, right?

Are we ready?

Yes.

Our target destination is
160 light-years from here.

Go big or stay home.

All right.

Do it.

Initiating blink drive.

Something's wrong.

Shut it down.

I can't.

Your friend's late.

He'll show.

Devon teltherd.

Do I know you?

No, but
we know you... very well.

Joined the crew of
the raza in their escape

from hyperion-8.

Arranged the sale
of four cases of shadow

to his connections
in the ai-Bali sector.

Here on regulus-12
to do the same...

As predicted.

You got about half that right.

Do you see any
shadow around here?

See, I'm here to make
a personal purchase.

Where is the raza?

Long gone.

Hangarseven.

Docked under an alias.

Specs should line up.

I mean, check it out.

They left.

We want nyx.

Ahh.

See, I'd love to help you
with that, but... I can't.

She's one of them now.

Hmm.

Where did they go?

I have no idea.

I can't help you
with that either.

Back to the ship.

Let's look at the next
predictive model.