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Well, well, well.
Here we have it, gang.

Here we have it.

The theories are
no longer theoretical.

Welcome to
the waters of Pandora.

Woo-wee!

It's time to take some samples.

-I'll do some more exploring.
-Thank you.

-Let's do it.
-I am so excited

Who would have thought, huh?

-Let's go.
-Yes, sound's good.

Let's do it.

-This thing's cold.
-I know.

-Yes.
-Clarity is good.

Moderate levels of visible
organic material.

Hmm.

Guys, this is odd.

What's odd, Kyle?

Hey.

I don't
understand all this--

Kyle.

Sophie.
Where's Kyle?

He was standing right
next to me a second ago.

Kyle?
Sophie, get out of the water.

Sophie, get out of
the water now.

Sophie!
Sophie!

Sophie!

Mayday! Mayday!

This is Captain Black
aboard the Cassini 3.

My team needs help!

My team's been--

Mayday!

Oh, uh, good.

Drs. Jennifer, Cliff Ryan.

Thanks for joining
us on such short notice.

This is Colonel William Bradley.

-Thank you, Miss Harris.
-Colonel.

Less than five hours ago
we received communication

from the Cassini 3 explorer.

It was a mayday
distress call.

and then we lost
all contact with them.

We need to send
a rescue team immediately

and find out what's going on.

Colonel Bradley will oversee

the rescue unit from
here at Space Force command.

Mr. And Mrs. Ryan, you will
do the same and advise us on

any emergency
medical treatment needed.

Our team will be escorted
by Commander Hank Lewis

who will be piloting
his Luna-One spacecraft

which will tow our
new medical rescue craft.

Hank Lewis? I've read
about him at the Academy.

Didn't he make his name shooting
down Chinese spy satellites?

Commander Lewis has been
granted liberty

that most of our pilots have
not per Special Forces.

When you meet with him

I suggest you take
everything with a grain of salt.

As he is uniquely skilled and
our most seasoned pilot.

And his ship
is one of the few left

that can actually dock,
transport a second craft and

withstand the ordeal
of the journey.

Journey to where?

Pandora.

-The moon circling Saturn?
-Correct.

We just sent a team to
investigate and collect samples.

Like we said,
Commander Lewis will be

our rescue escort and deploy
the medical craft doctors.

-But that trip will take months.
-No, not anymore.

Last year, Space Force
opened the wormhole

and that trip is
practically instantaneous now.

Major Lewis wasn't pleased.

He had patented a sodium
ion engine that he planned

to run trials on
to the outer solar system.

That engine is now
obsolete given the wormhole.

Now, although our
experiment was not perfected

the event horizon
is only cyclical.

Meaning it's only
accessible periodically.

So it's open part of the time.

10 hours open,
six months closed.

Excuse me.

Who did you send out there?

Dr. Gregory Black
is leading the team.

-Greg?
-That's right.

Yes. I believe you and
Dr. Black have a history.

I hope that won't be a problem.

No.

No, we, um...

We went through Space Forces
medical division together.

Pilot and rescue.
We were friends.

Friends that had some pretty
serious disagreements.

That rift nearly
ended your careers.

Is that the guy?

Your live-in
business partner?

Before us? Yes.

How do you know
about me and Greg?

I read your dossier.

You are head of our
Disease Control division.

You're more of
an absolutist, Jennifer.

Greg, on the other hand
was more willing to

let one life go to save many.

You're the best in the world.

That, plus your intimate
knowledge

of Greg's work makes you
essential for this mission.

You think
that Greg and his team

may be sick or infected?

We don't know.

Like I said, we lost contact
with him about five hours ago

which is why
we called you in immediately.

Space force wanted
to make sure we covered

all of our bases ASAP.

Now, so you know
Greg's primary mission was

to investigate a water supply.

Uh, wha--

Sorry, excuse me, Admiral, but

I understand that
I'm to advise here on earth,

but with Greg and his team
investigating a water source

that could mean
fast-acting toxins,

deadly bacterium, all unknown.

If they're endangered,
then assessments need

to happen real time.

Are you suggesting
that we travel

to a moon outside of Saturn?

I'm saying I should go.

If you go,
then I have to go, too.

I don't think going
there is a good idea.

All right, denied, doctors.

We'd rather
have special ops in the field

to deal with any potentially
life threatening situations,

not science officers.

But I know Greg.

I mean, like you said, I know
his research, how he thinks.

She has a good point.

These doctor's skills might
be better utilized in the field.

Cliff, you're an expert
on Saturn's moons, correct?

Neptune, but yes.

Dr. Black's research
and mine overlap.

It's pretty impossible
to make

life and death medical
assessments

over an hour lag time for
millions of miles away. Correct?

My team could
be ready in three hours.

All right.
I guess we're going.

I guess that does
fit in with our timeline,

doesn't it, Colonel?

Let me remind everyone here.

We have a lot invested in this,

including human lives.

Suit up at the flight deck.

Commander Lewis
is prepping for launch.

And let's make sure that ship
is stocked with ammunition,

just in case.

Sorry, in case of what?

In case of an engagement
with any sort of enemy.

Better to be
safe than sorry, doctor.

Right this way.

Arcturus medical ship
is docked below.

Luna-One taking off.

Good evening, Captain Lewis.

We are en route to
the Pandora wormhole.

The crew is readying the ship
for the wormhole entrance.

All engineering and
strategic considerations

will be shared
between yours and my purview.

Commander Lewis,
we're almost ready.

Bradley, it's been a while.
They paying you extra?

Day's work.

Yeah. No one can outmaneuver us
or outstrategize us.

Wormhole or not,
right, Frank?

All engineering and
strategic considerations

will be shared
between yours and my purview.

Heard what the A.I. said?
Standard protocol.

Any alien life,
including microscopic,

is quarantined off
of my ship for evaluation.

-Copy?
-We copy you, Commander.

We are now approaching
the nebulas.

Prepare for a bumpy ride.

Strap in.

Commander, we must
ignite the engines

to surpass these nebulas.
-Ignition.

Attention. We are closing.
in on the wormhole.

and then
we will reach Pandora.

That's where
the real fun begins.

Fun starts sooner than that.

You ever travel through
a wormhole?

We're the fastest rollercoaster
in the world times 100

But in reverse.

Like kids in
a candy store on Halloween.

Sir, with
the latest high octane

assault rifle on the market.

Colonel, your team is
aware this is a rescue mission.

They're military trained.
Prepare for any case situation.

-What does that exactly mean?
-It means they follow orders.

My orders.

Administrator Harris put me
in charge of medically treating

Dr. Black's team and giving
him a thorough examination.

That's right.
After we find them.

Provided they're
all still alive.

Until then, I give the orders.

Look, the safety of you,
your husband and my unit,

that's my responsibility,
understood?

Entering wormhole.
Repeat. Entering wormhole.

Sounds like this roller coaster
is about to jump the track.

Ah, you only live once!

That's open for debate.

Only trained
for moon exploration.

I never simulated
wormhole travel.

Just think of me.
Think happy thoughts.

That I can do.

You two. Take these.

Put them in. Bite down so
you don't bite your tongues

off during the turbulence.

Entering the wormhole now.

Commander,
that electricity fried

the leveling sensor
on the stern.

Tactical positioning
compromised.

There's a fuel
compression alarm.

Leave the opinions to me
and the AI, professor.

The stress
on the hull is bending

the port side interior lines

of your new
to sodium ion thruster.

We need to relieve
the stress from the inside.

The alarm is coming
from the compression of

the untested thruster.

How did it burst?

We either stressed to the
hull 86,000 PSI.

Strap back in!

Port side lead.

That's not going to work.

No!

You need to secure
the line on the inside.

We can use the near-surface
repelling line

to support the pipe.

-Come on.
-Come on.

We're securing
the line from the inside.

Use that.
Grab that to secure the line.

If that line bursts,

this entire ship will go
off like a daisy cutter.

Get your hand out of that.

Line secured. Pressure
in the ship decreasing.

All good.

Stress on the hull decreasing.

We stabilized, Jennifer?

33 degrees post-side lead,

-Decrease to 15.
-Decreasing.

All right, everyone.
Strap back in.

In Pandora's orbit,
we want to be more careful.

So, is your husband
a Space Force pilot?

He is. We went
through the academy together.

I can use him up here
instead of at his university.

He knows.

Get's underestimated
all the time.

Unlike you, huh?

Space Force disease Specialist,
best in the world?

That title has an
expiration date.

Every morning.

Yeah.

Frank, give me a damage report.

The ship took some
damage in the wormhole.

Primarily the upper deck.

Power is down 50%.

No way we are getting
through that again

without maintenance
and structural repairs.

Is it me or is your AI
getting more conversational?

Well, it's programmed to learn
human personality traits.

It's starting to pick up
some of mine.

Minimum threshold to
withstand quantum events

and not have
the ship break up is what?

60% thrust?

88%.

What about those nitro reserves?

If we absolutely had to,

could we use the sodium
ion thruster as a backup?

Yes, but that thruster
exceeding

its 10,000 degree
Fahrenheit minimum

is almost guaranteed.

Past 10,000 degrees, the ship
will overheat and combust.

Better to repair the current
thrusters to 88% capacity.

Thanks, Frank.

You got it. I will continue
diagnostic, internal repairs.

Energy efficiency measures.

So, 88% minimum power
to get us back?

88%.

We have now entered
Pandora's orbit.

Man, that moon is no joke.

A lot more jagged
than I thought it would be.

What kind of navy
is Pandora, anyways?

The Greek mythology kind.

That moon was discovered
in 1980, by the Voyager-1 probe.

In 85, they renamed it Pandora
after the Box of Mysteries.

Yeah, I don't really know
if I want to see what's inside.

Pandora was a beautiful
woman sent by the gods.

with a box she was
told to never open.

However,
curiosity got the best of her,

and supposedly, she released
all the evils into the world.

Of course, these stories
always blame a woman.

Adam and Eve,
Samson and Delilah.

Well, some interpretations say
Pandora opened it on purpose.

Others believe she tried
to stop it, keeping hope inside.

Meaning what?

That no matter
how bad things get,

we still always have hope.

Great. Thanks for that,
Robert Frost.

All right,
let's get to the medical ship

and load our supplies.

Our goal here is
to save lives, Colonel.

Disengaging Arcturus medical
shuttle for Pandora Landing.

Where are we, Frank?

They're going to take
17.2 days to repair, Commander.

We can use the sodium
ion thrusters.

Again, they're untested,

so that will be considered
a last resort.

Bring up the last
known coordinates of Cassini 3.

This will help
keep you more alert.

Let's take her down
at a one click distance.

I wouldn't want to risk anything
less than a half a mile.

from Cassini's LZ.

I strongly suggest
we don't land near any craters.

Easier said than done,
professor.

Pandora's
practically all craters.

Yes, and many are shallow,

a result of debris over time,
as we all know.

But don't let that
porous surface fool you.

My studies suggest that it might
be just that:

a surface that may
crack to reveal

a large body
of water beneath it.

Especially in
those two largest craters.

That has never
been substantiated.

Because the photos of
Pandora have been too distant

to clarify the contents of
the deepest and darkest craters.

Which is why Cassini 3
went there in the first place.

Against the better
judgment of many.

I don't mean to butt heads, but

fear of the unknown
is childish, Colonel.

Scientists have always
concluded that it's impossible

for life to be supported
on Saturn as we know it.

But the moons
are a different matter

If Pandora
has internal oceans like

the ones on Encladius
and Titan...

Calm down, professor.

First things first.

Let's concentrate on landing
this thing, huh?

What do you say?

-Preparing for final descent.
-Prepare final descent.

Thrusters up to 44%.

The Arcturus medical transport
has landed on Pandora.

Look at all the plant life.
This is crazy.

Careful with the ground, guys.

The terrain
is slippery and unstable.

Typical of outer planets,
right professor?

It's not the ground that we have
to worry about.

It's what's trapped
inside of it.

Speaking of which.

Got eyes on the Cassini.

My God. The atmospheric
corrosion is disintegrating it.

Hear that? Come on. Let's make
a b-line for the Cassini.

No, wait. Listen.

The ruts created
by the crash aren't consistent

with the Cassini's location.

It's almost
like it was placed there.

-Are you saying this is a trap?
-No.

The Chinese and
the Russian forces

wouldn't have
any interest in Pandora.

There's no mining
opportunities here.

Look, even if there are
foreign Space Force troops

or even alien life forms,

they are done.

Randolph is a tactical expert.

Ali is the best field
communications operative I know.

And Wanda is trained in every
killing technique imagined.

Jen?

All right, you're right.

Let's get to the craft
and check on the crew.

-Come on.
-Let's go.

Come on, come on.

We got ya. Let's go.
Let's go.

That's a real treat.

Get to experience
a Pandora light shift.

The sun reflecting off Saturn
makes it happen in a flash.

Look, there's the Cassini.

Yes, they travel through
the Alexian wormhole same as us.

It looks like that ship's
been underwater for years.

But water from where?

This might
answer your question.

Damn.

Water.

Crazy.

Do you think they
could be out there?

There's no sign of them.

There's something
moving in the water.

What is that?

Fall back,
Richard. Fall back.

Richard, fall back!

The ship!
That's the Cassini 3!

Why is it taking off?

Cassini 3 is coming
towards our ship, Commander.

Cassini, you are to
to remain on Pandora

until Dr. Ryan has
completed her evaluation.

-Do you copy?
-We've got thermal readings.

We do not detect any human heat
signatures aboard that ship.

It's flying by itself.

Cassini 3, Cassini 3,

this is the Luna-One.
Keep your distance.

If you come any closer,
you will be considered hostile.

Firing, one through four.

-Hit it?
-I don't think so.

I think we might have
injured it or something.

Circle up.

If this thing attacks again,

we lay down fire
and set up a perimeter

for the med team
to evac back to the ship.

-Copy me?
-Yes, sir.

-Absolutely, sir.
-Copy that.

Roger.

Cliff, Jennifer, what's your 20?

We're inside a shallow crater
about 50 yards west of you.

You're here
for real time assessments,

and we need one now.

What are we fighting here?

Stand by, Colonel.
You're going to find out.

We're going to
continue to cover you in case

this thing comes back at us.

But I need you
out of there yesterday.

On the same page.
Colonel.

Jen, where are you going?

I see bodies.

Are they dead?

They must have been
attacked like we were.

This one's oxygen level is low,
but it isn't empty.

So he didn't suffocate to death.

Neither did this one.

So what--

They're alive.
We have to get them back

to the med center immediately.

Step away, Dr. Ryan.

This is the research team,

it's the people we came to save.

Not if they've been compromised.

What does that mean?

If they are sick,
let me help them.

That's why I'm here.

If they've been out
here for all this time,

how are they still alive?

Perhaps I can
answer your questions.

Get back!

Ten paces.

I mean no harm.
This is my team.

My name's Captain Greg Black,

and I'm the leader
of this expedition, okay?

Sophie, you with me?

Greg.

It's Jen.

Jennifer Ryan.
We came to rescue you.

You came all
this way to find us?

Of course.

Thank God you found us.

Okay, we're all running
out of air. We gotta go.

We have to get them
back to the ship immediately.

All right,
the situation has changed.

This is now
a hostile environment.

I thought I was giving
the orders when it came

to the rescue mission, Colonel.

Get them back to
the ship for treatment,

but hold your position.

My team and I are going
to first secure the perimeter,

and then we'll follow you.

-Come on, let's go.
-Jennifer.

You got him?

Good.

-Thank you.
-Good luck.

I'm running a fine point signal
to break through the wormhole.

Lewis, that was a
$5 billion spacecraft.

I'm assuming you had
good reason for your actions.

It was hostile and probably

under the control
of an unknown enemy lifeform.

-How many human casualties?
-Undetermined.

No heat signals
detected aboard the craft,

so either
ship was flying itself--

Stop.

Where are Dr. Ryan and Colonel
Bradley's team Currently?

On Pandora.

You listen to me
very carefully, Commander.

Know when, I repeat,
no one gets back

on your ship
until I approve them.

Is that understood?

Very loud and
crystal clear.

Commander, if your ship
becomes compromised,

the DoD will have no choice
but to consider you a hostile.

I know the DoD's orders.

They'll shoot me down with a
heat-seeking tactical nuke,

but we'll be traveling
with momentum of a wormhole.

We'll drag
the fallout straight to Earth.

Yeah, the DoD is
well aware of that danger.

Which is why they will
shoot a nuke into that wormhole

the second they think
you've been compromised.

You won't even make
it halfway through, Commander.

And there will be
nothing I can do about it.

You've been warned.
Get him out of here.

It's not much further.

Space Force must be concerned
we might be contaminated, huh?

We all want to know what
happened to your team, Greg.

So cold.

We'll be inside soon.

The good news is
that freezing out here

closes your pores and
decreases your heart rate,

which also slows your breathing.

Otherwise, your oxygen probably
would have already been gone.

Were you attacked?

Don't remember.

Me neither.

One moment
we were in the crater.

And the next...

Thank God you came
in the nick of time, Jen.

We have no time to lose.
Let's go, let's go.

Come on.
Come on.

Colonel, we are
bringing the Cassini crew

to the medical shuttle.

Copy that, Jennifer, stay safe.

Perimeter secure, Colonel.

I guess we're drove them back.

What are you doing, Randy?

I killed it.
I know I did.

There's nothing here
but this sludge.

But where are the bodies?
There should be some remains.

That's enough.
Stand down.

Ryan's found Black and
his research team and are

taking them back to the medical
ship for observation.

Once they've been evaluated,

we're going to launch
off this rock

and finish this job from space.

I'm all for that.

These things don't
take fire like humans.

I mean, these weapons,

these armor piercing hollow
points, cyclonic rotations.

These things take down a tank.

But these things just keep
on coming like it's nothing.

Creatures, whatever they are.

I've got something.

Ah!

Oh, God!

No, no!
It's got my leg!

We got you.

Where'd he go?

Where is he?

It dragged him
under the water.

-We need to go in after him.
-No.

Fire all around
and drive them back.

Sir, we can't see it!

Do it now!

It's the water.

What's in the water?

It i the water!

No. Markus!
Markus!

Markus?

-Oh, God.
-What's that?

Back, back, back.

Get over here.

Sir, if we don't have weapons
to take this out, we're done.

We can't shoot at water.

Go ghost mode.
Low and slow.

Wanda, you're right.

A spearheaded attack
means a death sentence for us.

Sir, if they come after us
again, we'll have no choice.

We'll have to open up fire
and draw them back to us.

And then
we empty our reserve into them

and do
a Hail Mary detonation.

Blaze of glory.
Right, colonel?

We get back to the LZ.

Quietly.
That's the order.

Move out.

All right, we made it.
We made it.

Can you get him on the table?
Thank you.

You got it? Go.

All right, all right, all right.

Keep it stable.

Here, buddy.

With me, buddy?

It's the O2 regulator.

The seals on the O2
filters are damaged.

What? That is impossible.
That is a nano-iron polymer.

There's triple
filtration in that line.

Wait a second.

Something's eating through
the metal seal of my regulator.

My O2 line is showing
a high reading of ferrous oxide.

Wait, so it's rust?

We've got organisms
trying to break through

the oxygen lines!
It's going through the suits.

Greg, no. You can't expose
yourself to the outside air.

Greg, stop.

You could infect yourself.
You'll infect all of us.

It's too late, Jen.

If it's getting into
the suit through O2 line,

we can't keep the helmets on.

Look, I know you know
everything, and that's great,

but I know
a few things two, okay?

Including
the fact that we either

keep these helmets on
and get infected instantly,

or we take them off and we avoid
infection here aboard the ship.

Okay, I'm sorry.

If I'm going to die,
I'm not going to die with some

organism crawling into
my nose inside my helmet.

Oh, God.

Cliff. Cliff, we cannot
risk getting infected.

Jennifer, we're guaranteed
to die right now.

It's eaten through at least
one layer on our O2 lines.

We gotta take off our
helmets and burn the regulators

in our suit.

We don't have a choice.

Damn it.

All right, everyone,
remove any contaminants

and get them into
the incinerator ASAP.

We immediately begin
a preventative battery

from our medkits.
Give me a hand.

Jen, please tell me
you have backup spacesuits

aboard this ship.

No, no. All the other
suits are up on Luna-One.

Wait. This med
pack hasn't been open.

You were compromised
in the field

and no one received
medical attention?

Sorry. Truthfully, I thought
it was too late for everybody.

It's all a blur.
It all happened so fast.

I'm going to prepare the
preventative battery for Kyle.

Cliff, double check
Greg's medkit,

make sure it's intact,
we need it.

Nothing was used,
there's no contamination.

Unopened 500 milliliter bag,
IV, bandages,

sutures, penicillin.

Unopened? Why didn't he
try using any of this stuff?

I don't trust him.

Greg.

He's not breathing.

Get a blanket for him.
He's freezing.

What's going on?
What is this?

What is this?

Clear, clear, clear.

Is he okay?
Is he okay?

If it's airborne,
it's already in the air.

You don't think that
already occurred to me?

I'm giving him a thousand
milliliter drip of saline.

You all right?
Sophie, how are you feeling?

Afraid out of my mind.

I'm normal.
I feel normal.

Our mission
is severely compromised now.

We will need a total medsat
eval, decontamination,

and an endless
list of DoD failsafes.

They could keep us in orbit
for weeks when we get back.

Stable for now.

How are you two feeling?

She's good.
I think I'm good.

So I've heard.

So you've heard?

You seem to know me,
but I don't think I know you.

We do.

Cliff Ryan.

When I left Space Force,
you took my position.

We videochatted once.

Oh, good. I'm happy she tells
you all the good stories then.

Thanks, Jen.

It's nice to meet you in person,
despite the odd circumstances.

Yeah, Jen's told me
a lot about you.

Sounds like a lot of fun.

Your hands are ice cold.

Sorry, I didn't mean to
scare you. I hadn't noticed.

Oh, my God.
Are your fingers numb?

Yeah, a bit,
now that you mention it.

You both need to be
checked for hypothermia.

Do you have any idea how
long you were out there?

No. It's all a blur.
It happened so fast.

What happened?

I'm a little vague
with this... It.

Confusion could be a sign of
hypothermia,

along shivering and memory loss.

All right, we need to get
you both warmed up, okay?

Not too rapidly.

Warming up too quick
can cause heart arrhythmia.

The water.
It was the water.

We were investigating
the waters in the craters,

collecting samples, and then...

That's when Kyle and Sophie
got pulled under.

That's the last thing
I remember.

You were attacked?

You managed
to make it back to the ship

and send the distress call.

Yeah, I managed.
I sent the call

and that's when
everything goes blank.

Wait, they got you, too?

No, the ship lost power.

All communications went down.

This whole planet...

The sooner we get off this
godforsaken Pandora, the better.

Colonel Bradley.

Colonel Bradley,
this is Dr. Ryan.

Can you read me?

We've gotten Dr. Black
and his team to the ship.

Are you on your way? Over.

Maybe he's out of range?

This lab is very well insulated.

It's possible a radio
signal can't get through.

I'll have to try and reach him
from the flight deck.

If they're still reachable.

You know what?
That is not helpful right now.

We have no idea
what's going on out there.

If anyone should know,
it should be you.

I've suspected about a decade
now that there might be water

on this planet, which could
mean some form of life.

But I never expected this.

Did you?

No, of course not.
Not to this degree.

These creatures, they..
They don't live as individuals.

They join together
as a more powerful unit,

like a hive, so to speak.

So it's not the air,
they survive on the water?

Like parasitic protozoa,
Toxoplasma gondii,

Entamoeba histolytica,
Cyclospora cayetanensis...

They're all different
kinds of parasites

that can cause
disease or infections.

Great, so now we have
another thing to worry about.

Okay, you know, look,
how about

Cliff makes everyone
some soup, maybe tea.

You could both
use hot liquids.

I will go to the flight deck,
contact Commander Lewis

and see if he can get in
touch with Colonel Bradley.

Thanks, Jen.

Oh, man.

Hang in there, Kyle.

Got this, buddy.

Let's go.
Low and slow.

Colonel, I've got
a destabilization alarm.

The surface is
moving beneath us.

Just keep moving.

What is on this moon, Colonel?

It killed Marcus,
and I'm not going out like that.

You think the government
knew what was out here?

Keep moving. And no,
there's no way they knew

the extent of this threat.

Let's just get back
to the ship,

reconnect with Luna-One
and evac to orbit.

No, this way!
No, no, no, let's go!

Luna-One,
this is Arcturus.

Greetings. What's your
status report, Dr. Ryan?

We've located Dr. Black
and his team

and have gotten
them back on the ship.

They're in the medical ward now,
receiving treatment.

What is their condition?

Slight to severe cases of
hypothermia, low pulse rates.

In need of more
medical attention

than I can provide here.

They encountered an
unknown entity on Pandora

that appears hostile in nature.

We were separated from
Colonel Bradley and his team.

Bradley and what's left of his
unit are on the way back to you,

but have encountered more--

Commander, please repeat that.

Creatures. Water creatures?

They just took out one
of Bradley's team members.

Uh...

Commander, we are
experiencing unusual

seismic activity on the surface.

Request permission to reunite
with the Luna-One immediately.

That is a negative, Dr. Ryan.

Space Force has requested
DoD level rundowns

and health diagnostics
on all crew members.

That info was to be vetted
by CDC, CIA, Hazmat, NASA,

among others.

I understand their concern,
Commander,

but we can at least
remain quarantined

while docked to your ship.

We need a remote eval on your
data from agencies on Earth.

Commander, our ship
is contained.

I'm sorry, Jennifer.

Docking to my ship's denied.

Commander Lewis,
our ship is functional.

No damage to the hull.

Frank, If NASA is running
a fine point signal to

communicate with us, then
what are our telemetrics doing?

They are also finepoint.
It's a light-based signal.

Light speed.
Shared DoD database real time.

So they'll know if
we let the medship dock.

The signal is subject to
wormhole fluctuations,

but there is a 76% chance yes.

-Thank you.
-Did Space Force say why?

Safety precaution.
Standard protocol.

For planet Earth.

How are you two doing?

Any shallow breathing?
Slurred speech?

Little rattled
from the seismic jolts.

Other than that,
just general exhaustion.

Any word on when
we can get out of here?

Colonel Bradley's on his way.

Maybe I should go back
out there and look for them.

They may need my help.

No. No way, Jen.

Pandora is way more dangerous
than I ever expected.

Plus you need
to conduct examinations

on those two ASAP.

The last thing we need back
on Earth is another pandemic.

Agreed.

Cliff ought to be the one
to go look for them.

He knows the terrain.

You're trying to
get rid of me, Greg?

Relax, buddy.

I'm just
trying to see where we stand

and expedite our departure
from this very unstable moon.

We can't stay here forever.

It's not safe.

You'll be safe in here.

Thanks, but,
are you sure about that?

He's... He's getting
a little too hot.

Maybe I should turn
the heat down on the table?

You turned on
the heat on the table.

You are never
to apply direct heat

in cases of severe hypothermia,

it can damage the skin and
cause a regular heartbeat

so severe they can
stop his heart.

Whoa!

It's okay.

Ah!

It was just an electric
blanket, right?

That shouldn't have happened.

So that's your official
medical evaluation?

Look, what happened to Kyle
was not caused by that blanket.

Something completely
flushed out of his system.

I have never
seen anything like it.

Do you have any idea what
you were exposed to out there?

You think I could be
infected with what Kyle has?

I need to
conduct more tests now.

Take blood samples from both of
you, run a complete diagnostic.

No way.
You're not touching me.

You two both need to be
quarantined immediately.

I wasn't out there. Jen,
that water never touched me.

How do we know that?

You're the one
who should be quarantined

after what just happened.

Cliff didn't kill anyone.

Maybe it had
something to do with

the change in oxygen levels.

Or maybe you guys just have
no idea what you're doing.

Okay, Sophie, calm down.

Jen and I, we've known each
other for a very long time.

I trust her judgment, okay?

No, if we need
medical attention,

I want the kind
that we can get back on Earth.

I'm not going to get
experimented on like

some kind of guinea pig.

You are a risk to
everyone on this ship.

So then you two get quarantined,

and me and Gregory can drive
the ship back to Earth.

You've been exposed, right?

Greg, I'm sorry.

We cannot take any
chances with you two.

Sophie!

What are you doing?

I'm not going
to end up like Kyle.

What are you doing?

Sophie, what are you doing?

Open up, Dr. Ryan.

No. Nobody gets inside.

We can't leave them out there.
They could die.

-They can die in here.
-She has a point.

Hey, if you think we were
exposed to something,

what about them?

Huh? Huh?
What about them?

-Cliff!
-Hey.

You don't
know what you've done.

Colonel, no!
Why isn't he quarantined?

Colonel, stay back.

-Drop the weapon.
-She's been infected?

We don't know.

Drop the weapon.
I'm not asking twice.

Sophie, look at me.
Trust me.

Getting everyone killed
here isn't going to do any

good for anyone, okay?

Trust me.
You know what to do.

Look at me.

I don't feel so good.

All right. That's
all I need to hear.

Everyone in here needs
to isolate immediately. Now.

Oh my God!

Ah!

Shoot her!

Sophie!

Is she dead?

No. We set our weapons
to incapacitate her.

She's just unconscious.

She'll have a hell of
a bruise when she wakes up.

Colonel Bradley, are you okay?

Don't get too close to him.

In here, in here!

It's okay! That's an isolation
chamber designed to protect

anyone if an accident
were to contaminate the room.

It's completely sealed.

Nothing can get through.

You got a contamination
cell somewhere?

Down the port-side hallway.

Go ahead.
We'll put them in there.

No, you don't
want to lock me up.

Look at me, Jen.

I'm begging you.
You know me.

I'm the one
who sent the distress call.

I'm trying to help you.

You can't trust him.

Your call, Doc.

What?

She's in charge now?

On this medical ship? Yeah.

She's the only expert we got.

Okay.

Put her in the holding room.
Second door on the left.

And secure Dr. Black
to the examination table here.

Use the locking wrist restraints
from our travel gurney.

Really? It's not necessary,

But I get it.

How are we going to test
all of them and ourselves?

Takes over an hour and a half

to get verification
back from Earth.

Whatever's out there
is going to kill us by then.

Look, we either ram the
Luna-One, board it,

then go back to
Earth and potentially infect

the entire population,
or we test fast.

This is my call.

Lewis is going to need
an update and...

from more than just one of us.

Now that we're on Space Force
hazmat protocol.

I'll go with you.

Hey, Jen, don't you think
it'd be a good idea

to at least give me the
capability of stopping Bradley

from pulling anything?

No way., Greg.
I'm sorry.

Let's go.

Officer Perkins,
when you've secured her,

I want one of you to guard
Dr. Black in the lab.

So you don't trust Gregory?

We don't know if he's
infected like the others.

We can't put him
in the same room.

There also aren't
any other secure

quarantine areas on board.

Let's go.

Commander, come in. Commander.

Been waiting to hear
from you guys.

Did Colonel Bradley and
his team make it back safely?

We need to leave now.

Bradley and some of
the others are infected.

I don't know how to
treat them from here.

Elaborate on the word infected.

Okay, um...

There seems to be a parasitic
element to the water on Pandora,

where it has
the ability to cloak itself

in the water and
infiltrate living systems.

When she says living systems,
she means people.

It takes control
from the inside.

It's taken control of Bradley
and Dr. Black's team.

You should have seen what
it did to one of the researchers

when it decided
to vacate his body.

We'd never seen
anything like it before.

Is there a cure?

A cure?

I didn't know an organism
like this existed an hour ago.

That...

The closest thing
I could think of that exists

on Earth is
the Naegleria fowleri amoeba.

When one is infected,
it can cause

a condition known as P.A.M.

P.A.M.?

Stands for primary amoeba
meningoencephalitis. Okay?

It occurs when an amoeba makes

its way up the nasal
pathogen into the brain

and spinal cord,
destroying brain tissue.

-Does P.A.M. have a cure?
-No.

It is a 98.5% fatality rate.

I have a feeling that what
we were dealing with

could be very much
like PAM, but worse.

Space Force will not risk
this orgasm making it to earth,

being loose in our oceans
and the water we drink.

Again, I know the
protocol, Commander.

And technically, right now,

there's nothing keeping
you here

before the wormhole closes.
for six months.

I could abort
this entire mission...

and head back to Earth.

But I've not

until we've exhausted
all lifesaving options. Over.

Okay.
Thank you, Commander.

-How much time do I have?
-Two hours.

The wormhole closes in
two hours.

That doesn't give us
any time for control testing

or genetics screening.

No. No time for research.

Seek and destroy,
not contain and study.

We identify this parasite,
we kill it.

We have two hours left.

-What do you want?
-Who are you?

What have we got here?

I don't believe it.

I don't believe it!
Frank!

Frank, I need all the power
and our gunners at the ready.

Commander, we need to launch
and get into orbit now.

Negative, Doctor,
the air space around you

is full of these tentacles.

Is there any place safe
we can stage the ship?

The ground's too unstable.
These quakes--

As long as your ship

and its passengers
have been compromised,

you're not getting off Pandora.

I have to get that back
through that wormhole

if you can't contain
the situation, Dr. Ryan.

We will find a solution.

Commander, you need
to remain in orbit.

Right now, you are
a national security threat.

If I had to, I could
exit the wormhole right now.

He could leave us for dead.

Commander, can you read

a permeable membrane
exoplasmic analysis

with RNA strayations
on a microscope?

-What are you talking about?
-Right.

So if you don't even know
what no trace of alien life

looks like, how can I
possibly convince you

to let us dock to your ship?

I would have
to take your...

Good.

We will eradicate the organism.
Do not evac.

Randolph, keep your distance
from us, from everyone else.

-Are we prepping a launch?
-No.

The organism
searched the surface and

splashing around our airspace
to keep us grounded.

The water wants us trapped.

It also wants in.

We need to barricade
ourselves against it.

But how do we stop water?

Jen, how do we secure
the ship if everyone's affected?

Oil.

Are you even listening to me?

Oil is naturally repelled
by water and vice versa.

-They are immiscible.
-Everybody knows that.

But how does that stop a
gigantic conscious parasite?

It's not like
pouring oil into a glass.

No, but I am talking baseline
biological characteristics.

Elasticity, viscosity.

Water is a polar molecule.

It has positively charged N and
a negatively charged N.

Oil is nonpolar.

It's trying to crack the hole.

I know we can stop it!

A nonpolar charge.

It creates an ionized membrane

that not only
water can't penetrate,

but any membrane
organism inside of it.

So where do we find this oil?

It might seize up the launch,

but there's a main
oil line in the engine.

Randolph, get to
the engine room.

Release the oil outtake valve.

We need to find
a way to spray oil across

as much of the hull as possible.

That way the water
can't get into the ship.

I can pour it into
barrels and dump it,

but I can't do
that without a second hand.

That also means there's going
to be two of us outside.

I'll do it.

Okay. Go.

Let us know when
you're done covering the ship.

You got a plan?

More like a temporary Band-Aid.

Hopefully to stop the water.

Whoever you are,
you better stand down.

One thing I do remember from my
time at the Space Force program

was a study of
behavioral biology.

Certain organisms
can and cannot react.

You seized Bradley's brain

and exhibits some
of his characteristics,

but even then, you'll have
a tendency to overreact.

-What's that?
-It's a medical atomizer.

It's basically
a fancy perfume model,

but for a variety of substances.

Anything jumping off of me?

Any subdermal disturbances?

No.

Sorry. Do you mind
elaborating on that, please?

What is it?

Sebum abstract.

Lubricates the hair.

And it also protects the skin.
And it's water resistant.

It's a little bit like
the channel grease

marathon swimmers use.

It stops water absorption
into the pores.

Why do you have it?

It's basically a
moisturizing cream.

Most women use it.

Your turn.

Head down. I don't want
you puking in my face.

Thank you.

Anything?

Nothing.

I've seen some stuff,
and I've seen even worse stuff.

But this?

See-through liquid aliens that
don't die when you shoot them?

No.

We just need to
get done and get back inside.

You've seen
what those things can do.

Coating this ship is
only a defensive action.

Sure, we're fine for now.

But those things,
they can get huge, small.

We need a legit offense,

or we ain't making
it out of here.

You got something in mind?
I'd like to hear it.

So when we were getting
the barrels,

I saw some coolant
containers by the engine.

Do you know anything
about liquid nitrogen?

-Super pressurized, super cold.
-That's right.

Freezes on contact.

Might turn these
water aliens to ice.

Let's get back inside.

Incoming.

It's working!

The tentacles
are unable to attach.

It worked. Dr. Ryan, the oil
barrier stopped the water.

No damage reported.

How'd you know that'd work?

Basic properties of water.

I think this is an enemy
best being with science,

and not just brute force.

Hey, I don't mean to be a pain,
but still...

We are not
out of the woods yet.

I'm sorry.

So the spray wasn't enough?

Not even close.

If we're
going to rescue everyone,

we need to
eradicate this.

Jen, do we have time for that?

We have to
incinerate Kyle's body,

disinfect the ship,

and then Lewis might let
us dock on Luna-One

if we're not infected.

Seek and destroy, remember?

Now we destroy.

Now...

I still can't figure
out what caused the organisms

to vacate Kyle

or what made Sophie sick
enough to have them leave her

and latch onto Bradley.

Maybe the heat drives
them away,

him with a heated blanket,

and she was under
the vent before she started

spewing all over the colonel.

Yes, yes, heat can
absolutely evaporate water

but that is an
external solution.

We need an internal one.

Prolonged exposure
to our oxygen levels.

The atmosphere here on
Pandora is

far different from
that on Earth.

Hey, I'm willing
to put an oxygen mask on

to prove I'm not infected.

No.

Why not?
It couldn't hurt.

Okay.

E-coli, norobirus, crypto.

All sicknesses that can
be contracted in standing water.

Pandora is almost
nothing but standing water.

So... How does one
avoid catching one of those

diseases in a swimming pool?

Chlorine.

What did
he come in contact with?

Sodium chloride.

They intravenous solutions
that I gave Kyle

were a mixture
of warm saltwater. Saline.

Harmless to humans,
maybe not to these parasites.

You know how some
freshwater fish

can't survive in salt water?

The level of sodium
chloride is too high.

It kills them.

How do we test it?

We give Colonel Bradley a small
dose of intravenous fluids.

Let's see what happens.

Maybe if we change
the PH level in our bodies,

they can't survive it.

They can't survive it.

Jen, you all right?
Yeah, I'm... I'm fine.

I just, uh...
Just a bit exhausted.

What did you do to her?

What did I do to her?
That's a very good question.

Nothing bad.

But I'm glad you asked.

What patience it took...

Sitting here
in the backseat while this

so-called captain
operated this vessel.

Bet he couldn't do that.

Unfortunately for Kyle,

he received a mere saline.

I didn't have time to swap out
his IV, unfortunately for him.

But if you

paid attention to detail,

you would have noticed.

I filled Jen's IV...

With us.

You're one of them.

I'm one of them. Thank goodness.

She's one of us. We are all...

One.

You humans are pure ignorance.

All you ever do is
fight with one another.

You will never be as strong
or as united as us.

All we need is a new home.

Earth....

Will do nicely.

Stay there, professor!

Try it!

Unless you want liquid
nitrogen shoved in your face.

Get in there now.

How's that for stopping
water in its tracks?

Is Dr. Ryan okay?

I don't know.

I don't care.
I don't trust anyone.

Cliff, you're losing it.

Easy, Cliff. Easy.

Let's not forget that I don't
know if you're okay, all right?

I don't have time
for this, Wanda.

Take the restraints
and tie yourself to the gurney.

What's going on?

Why am I tied down?

Clifford is trying to
contain the situation here.

Isn't that right, Cliff?

All right,
I'll put the knife down.

But let's not forget
that I haven't seen you

heat yourself up or drink
saltwater.

If you come back
looking possessed,

I will snap your spine in half.

I'll be back
shortly with the results.

Sophie's up too, and her blood
work should be finished.

Give it up, Smith.

Let us out and all
your pain goes away.

Request denied, Colonel.

And with all due respect,
I eat pain just for the taste.

How are we doing in there?

If you're trying to give
me a heat stroke, it's working.

Want some bottled water?

-Yes, please.
-Back away from the door.

What's in the water?

Just some simple
water with a little sodium.

Salt tablets, to be exact.

Great, looks like
I pissed it off again.

Now it's time to
check the control group.

That's you. We gotta go.
Come on. Let's go.

Hurry.

Arcturus crew, wormhole closes
in 15 minutes.

Tell me you've cured this.

I hear you, Commander.
Don't leave.

We've got this.

You see that?
Your vitals on the left.

Normal heart rate,
normal body temperature.

Jennifer is on the right.

65 degrees and her heart rate is
less than 30 beats per minute.

Your blood work is
clear of any infection.

No unusual pathogens.

And your white blood
cell count seems to be normal.

-So I'm not infected?
-Yes.

With these results and
the IV fluids, I can confirm.

And what would have happened
if I was still infected?

Your bloodstream would have
been full of those

membrane structures
that control the water.

Giving you the sodium fluids

would have killed you
like it killed Kyle.

Your turn, Jen.
This is crazy.

I'm not infected.

I love you, Jen.

With all my heart.

-I don't have a choice.
-Okay, Cliff. I'll do it.

But kiss me first.
Just in case it's our last.

It's wrapped itself
around the ship.

The hull is starting to buckle.

Look there!

Keep working!

She's about to
throw it all up.

Do it, now!

You got two choices.

Exit those men willingly
and I let you and your buddies

in this bag off
this ship unharmed.

Or... I burn it.

And I inject those
two with sodium fluids,

killing all of you.

Live or die.
Decide now.

T-minus five minutes and
counting

until we head back
into the wormhole.

All systems nominal.
Power at 80%.

Commander Lewis,
this is Colonel Bradley.

The Ryans were able to cleanse
the ship and cure the infected,

including myself.

-How?
-Salt?

These parasites can
only live in freshwater.

We have test and control group.
We have comparative blood work.

Cliff is uploading
the vitals report to you now.

We are getting out of here.

Engage all swivels
and allow them to dock.

Tell everyone
to brace themselves,

this is not going
to be a smooth ride.

Take a seat and hold on.

Arcturus medical shuttle
reengaging with Luna-One.

The entire moon
is breaking apart.

The entire organism
broke free from the moon.

It's coming for us!

No, no, no.

If it takes over this ship,

it's gonna pilot us
through the wormhole

back to earth!

Brace yourselves!

Commander, go!
Get us out of here.

One minute to the wormhole!

Maximum thrusters!

It's no good.
The organism is almost on us.

Activate the
sodium ion thrusters!

Sodium ion thrusters...

Turn off the engine!

Jen, are you insane?

Look at me, are you still
infected?

If it's a sodium ion engine
that requires a saline reactant!

Saline kills the organism!

Turn off all engines!

Dump all the
fuels then reignite.

Luna-One, dumping fuel reserve.

Unidentified amoeboid-like
entity is solidifying.

We dumped the fuel
and froze the organism.

Ignition. Ignition.

Ignition.

How much power now?
How much power now?

88%. We are ready
for the wormhole.

Go!

Brace yourselves.
We are now entering wormhole.

Luna-One now exiting wormhole.

Looks like we made it, doctor.

Worse for the wear,
but we made it.

Commander, an unidentified
organism has

infiltrated
the ship's mainframe

and all control systems.

Commander Lewis,
they've identified a mass

traveling with your ship.

The DoD has already launched
a nuke into the wormhole.

I am sorry Commander,
but you're not going to

make it through.

Just launched a nuke at us!

They just launched
a nuke into the wormhole!

-Why would they do that?
-The creature is on board.

Can't let it get to earth.

We're gonna die?

-Who's steering the ship?
-It's probably the water.

It isn't going to
end like this.

Frank, is there any way
to take back control of

the guidance system to
outmaneuver the nuclear missile?

The missile is heat-seeking.

Our thermal footprint is--

Does it have control over
the ignition?

Kill everything on the exterior.
Max out the engines.

What? Maxing out the engines
is gonna exceed

over 10,000 degrees.

No, no no.
We're already at 9000.

Ships like this
explode at 10,000.

Greg, the temp regulator.

Operate it manually.

You spent years
studying this ship.

Only you can do it.

Jen, it's going to kill him!

If he dives the temp,
it's going to shed ionized air--

If I die, I die.
It's alright, Cliff.

Desperate times,
desperate measures.

Somebody's gotta take the risk.

I got this.
I got this.

Frank, max the engines.
Burn the alien off the exterior.

Firing jet flame torches.

The ship's breaking!

Can't add any more.
stress to the ship, Jennifer.

Frank.

The majority of the creature
has been evaporated,

-but some of it remains.
-Where's the nuke?

T-minus four minutes,
16 seconds.

Jen, The rest of the creature
is still on board the ship.

We're gonna get whatever

is wrapped around
the guidance system.

Grab that flamethrower.
Let's get to the engine room.

Greg?

That already occurred to me.

Jen, Cliff was right.

The engine doesn't
wind down after its max.

It's holding at 9900 degrees.

Gonna have to strong-arm it.

You stay back there too long,
the radiation will kill you.

Guidance system runs along
the column of wires

connected to a series of
servo motors

that engage the main runners.

There's an alarm trigger

along server 16 Charlie
through 19 Echo.

It knows we're coming!

It can hear us!

No!

Hold on...
He's gone.

No!

He's gone, Dr. Ryan.

Light it up.

...anything that isn't
locked down!

Randolph on my six.

The steering column is free.

I'm bypassing bank 16
through 19 firewall.

The stabilizer's locked,
but it won't hold.

Where is it?

It's in the manual override,

it's trying to take
control again.

Jen, the engine said 9999.

I'm trying to hold it together.

I'm doing everything I can.

Radiation burned his hands!

We did it, we're at 8900.

It was successful.

What is it?

It's travelling
through the air vents.

Up to the cockpit.

Frank, shut
all interior campers.

Lock it inside.

I only have
enough reserves to prep

evasive maneuvers for the nuke.

So he needs help.

I did everything I can.

We're successfully winding down.

-Get them to the cockpit.
-Roger that.

Watch out!

Seal the vents!

How far off is the nuke?

1 minute, 32 seconds.
Banking. 33%.

Wanda, get out of here!

No, no more.
Give me that.

Frank, max out the engines now.

Commander?
49 seconds to impact.

Sorry, I underestimated you,
Cliff,

but this guy
here underestimated me.

Hank, what are you doing?

That's right.
Jen, Cliff, Jen.

Shoot the nitrous reserve!

Evac to Arcturus and detach!

Frank, bank us to the wall.

We did it.
It's entirely frozen!

Evac to Arcturus!

Nuclear impact in seven, six...

Go for launch!

The ship's gonna tear apart!

Retrograde thrust!

-Down to 60%!
-Take it down 20.

A little more...

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, guys.

Thank God you're with us.

We got you.

Any sign of the parasite?

No organic matter is detected
on the ship's hull.

Where are we now?

You're over the Middle East.

Setting autopilot now.

The coordinates are
31.559 to zero degrees north,

35.473, two degrees east.

Hey, where's that?

That better be somewhere safe.

I think I know
where you're headed.

We've landed.

Safe and sound.

Oh, okay.

We're in water.
We're in water.

What if any of it
survived reentry. Huh?

Between Jordan and Israel.

We're in the Dead Sea,
to be exact.

One of the saltiest
lakes in the world.

Eight times saltier
than average seawater.

So if any of those
parasites did make it through,

they are done now.

Well then, thank you.

Thank you.

-Thank you.
-We made it.

Sophie.

Amen.

Hey, keep your
mouths closed.

Kiss like that...
Where are your masks?