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- Hope, heart rate's climbing.

Do your breathing
exercises.

- I did.
Administer more agent.

- You've had enough for today.

- Why aren't you helping me?

- I am helping you
by not enabling you.

Work on your people skills.

You can't get in there.

It's Milan-proof.

- One of these days,
I'm going to cut you off.

- Who will help you then?

Hold the hand rail,
please.

- I can hold myself up
just fine.

- We don't want you
to fall again.

- You just look for any excuse
to watch me in here, don't you?

- If you break your neck,

who's going to finish my suit
in time for graduation?

There's an incoming ship.

- Ally or adversary?

- An ISA maintenance vessel.

They have a repair order.

- I didn't request a repair.
Did you?

- Docking protocol initiated.

- They're already here?

- He's at our front door.

- How did he bypass
the drones?

Are you feeling okay?

- I've come down with
a little fever, Mom.

- Poor baby.

Keep him in the Airlock
until I'm dressed.

- I'll be waiting and watching.

That's my good boy.

I'll need to see
your documentation.

- Oh, of course. Uh...

Coming your way.

Everything in order?

- Just another minute here.

- Believe everything's there.

- It is.

Airtight, it seems.

A bit too clean, to be honest.

The work order, the manifest.

Spotless.

- My employer doesn't
like surprises.

- Neither do I.

- ISA runs a tight ship.

Uh, one of the subroot
directories

didn't take
the latest upgrade,

so I have to install a patch.

- You couldn't do that remotely?

- Well, you were due
for maintenance anyway,

so uh, we thought we'd kill
two birds with one stone.

I'll be in and out.

Oh, and uh, this...

...is for you.

- For me? Why?

- Someone at HQ spun a yarn

about a particular
affinity of yours.

- I don't understand.

- I've always been
of the opinion

that Beacon Keepers
aren't celebrated enough.

There's no pressure.

Uh. But I do need to board
to, uh, do that repair.

- All right. Come in.

- Beacon AI, begin
a full system diagnostic.

- Oh, you can run it manually.

- No, that'll take
twice as long.

- I've put him down
for a few hours.

- Pardon me? Who?

- The AI, Bart. He's napping.

- Um, I'd...

I'd appreciate
if you woke him.

- They do so much.

The more we nurture them,
the better off we all are.

- Th-that's not the way
it works.

AIs are designed to operate
at full capacity

right out of the box.

That's why they're trusted
to run beacons.

- That's one point of view.

- He's an AI, not a child.

- I know that.
But out here, he's my world.

This way, please.

- I'm good.

- Can I help you with anything?
- No, thank you.

- Make yourself at home.

You handled her
admirably.

- You think you can
get him to talk?

- Mmm-mmm.

No, he won't come out to play.

- Well, maybe he's shy.

Offer him something sweet.

- There's a mousetrap encryptor.

I can't get to the files.

He'll only talk with
her permission.

- Why would Milan Aleph,
CIO of QTA,

pose as a maintenance worker?

Are you sure it's him?

- Yeah. You don't recognize him?

- There must be something
in my programming

that's preventing me.

- What's he doing to you?

- It does seem to be routine.

- Is he here for me, then?

Some undercover
performance review?

- Your work has been exemplary.

You've never had
a single incident.

- Then what's he doing here?
- Beats me.

- You put your head down,
sweetie.

I'll handle it.

- Safety hazards,
tripping hazards...

This all needs to come down.

Well, that's not
the hill to die on.

- I'm suffocating. I feel like
I can't breathe in here.

- Oxygen levels are normal.

- Obstructed controls,
obstructed screens.

There's hundreds
of violations in here.

- We've had nothing
but immaculate reports

from Beacon 23.

Cage the tiger, Milan.

All done, ma'am.

Oh. Just in time for tea.

It tastes better
when you grind it fresh.

- A lot of work for something
that's gone in a few sips.

- We used to work with
our hands all the time.

Now it's a lost art.

- You certainly seem...
talented.

- Well, all I can see
are the imperfections.

- We're all hard on ourselves.

- Come on.

- It's very, uh...

busy in here.

- Yeah, well, the blinking
lights can make you crazy.

And uh, it helps
with the echo, too.

- You don't find it difficult
to get to your instruments,

your controls?

- I manage fine.

- Get many visitors?

Friends? Family? A partner?

- Levi and I parted
on good enough terms.

It's mostly just my boys,
when they can manage

if they can.

- What kind of sons
don't visit their mother?

- Well, I took this job
when they left the nest.

They're always off in one part
of the universe or another.

- Distance isn't
the excuse it once was.

- I'm not asking for excuses.

I'm fine. Just me and Bart.

Sit.

Relax.

What about you? Any family?

- Well, that's a short
conversation.

- A partner? Kids?

- A daughter.

Somewhere.

- You don't talk?

- I talk to this.

- She's in there?

- Sort of. I...
Sorry, it's embarrassing.

- I bet this daughter
would be delighted

to hear from her father.

- I've been holding
something back.

Um... A bonus.

Um, for your uh, hospitality.

- Thank you, but I shouldn't.

Or rather, you shouldn't.

No offense, but uh, plumbers
don't usually bring gifts.

- Like I said, I appreciate
what you're doing here.

You know, persisting
in this, uh...

isolation.

- I like my quiet.

- I see. Um...

I've worn out my welcome.

I'll get out of your hair.

No, wait.

That was rude of me.

Let's open it.

Hmm?

Did you wrap this yourself?

Wow.

Thank you...

Milan.

- I gave myself a 50-50
chance of getting away with it.

- Why bother?

- I mean, these beacons
are all I have.

And I never get to enjoy them.

My presence...

puts people on edge.

- Well, transparency
goes a long way.

- That's very rare.

It's threaded with fiber

from a hundred different
star systems.

There's only 12 yards
left in existence.

For your information...

every piece of every beacon

was designed
for functionality!

Show some respect.

You mentioned
your daughter before.

- I shouldn't have done that.

So much ingenuity,

reduced to laundry
on a clothesline.

- It doesn't diminish
your achievements.

- It's spitting
in the eye of wisdom.

- Stop, you don't have
time for this.

Better?

- Thank you.

Like a new man.

Wakey wakey.

What did you do to Mom?

- She didn't beget you,
Bartholomew.

- Why is she laid out
on the floor?

- Mmm. Bad tea?

- Why are you here?

- Straight to the point.
Wonderful.

There were some studies
you conducted

with your first Keeper.

- Tell me what you gave Mom,
or else.

- I have the antidote.

But her life will cost you
a few memories.

♪♪♪♪♪

Something visited Beacon 23
a few years ago.

Do you know what
I'm talking about?

I've travelled a great distance
to talk to you about it.

- Mom told me
not to talk to strangers.

So much for the easy way.

Mmm.

Mmm!

Someone's been in
the cookie jar.

- I don't know what you're
talking about, mister.

- Hope, play hide-and-seek
with your brother

and find out where
he's hidden these files.

Olly olly oxen free.

I'm warning you,
stop it.

- You're too smart
for this, Bart.

I said stop!

- Playing house
with a lonely lady

when the universe
has such big plans for you.

Get out!

- Mm-hmm.

Bart?

I was so scared.

He doped you.

I injected you with a neurogen.

Are you all right?

- Is he... still here?

- He tried to kill you.

Should I call ISA?

- You know they won't do dick.

- What are you going to do?

Stay away from him.
- No worries.

I will... I'll be home
in time for supper.

I've located the files.

- Thank you, dear.

- What did you call me?

- I was thinking from now on
you could call me Daddy.

I'm not right.
Hit me again.

- I can't.
- A half dose, please.

- There's no more agent.
You've gone through it.

- Stay right there.

- Whatever it is you want,

why not just ask?

You poisoned me.
- You'll be fine.

- Who does that?

- I needed you out of my way.

You don't understand
how things operate.

- What do you want?
- I'm not gonna tell you again!

Leave me alone.

- You may have built this place,
but it's my home now.

So once more,
what's the biggest industrialist

in the universe

doing in
my little lighthouse?

- That's my business.

- Is your business arson?

- It's a little overheated.
It's good.

- The last thing I need is for
my house to go up in flames.

Unplug it.
- Don't!

Don't.

Hope, I'm not seeing
a spare cooling unit in here.

- You came on a service ship.
There's probably one on there.

- Yeah. Nice try.
I'm not leaving.

- Tidy these up.
- No!

- If you want me to search
for a spare,

clean up the mess you made.

And unplug that
before it blows,

or do I need
to unplug it myself?

Don't touch that!

Leave that alone!

- I'm not your enemy.

I'll fix this, and then
you can be on your way.

Is this about
the first Beacon Keeper?

That thing she saw,
the Artifact?

Why all the secrecy about
some lost comet?

- That's not what it is at all.

- Then what is it?

- It's a vessel.

Uh, an engine,
an energy source.

I don't know, to be honest.
But I do know it's the key.

- So you let's say
you find this data.

Then what?

- If I can track it,
I can harness it.

Learn how it works.

- And do what with it?

- Develop my greatest
project yet.

Uniting human consciousness.

- What I know about your company

is it's all efficiency,
productivity.

Endless travel to lost worlds.

You have the ability
to end starvation,

to provide for every single
human, but you haven't.

- You're talking about solving
a food shortage.

I'm talking about
conquering death.

The body is feeble.
It needs air, water,

sunlight, food.
It's untenable.

Why continue to pour valuable
resources into a cycle of waste?

- Waste? That's how we live.
- It's a bad bet.

- You can make a difference.
You could cure disease,

wipe out cancer.

- Yeah, but that only
gets us so far.

You know what
it's like on a beacon.

You're isolated, alone.
The body can survive,

but the mind breaks down.

And people become despondent,
suicidal, even.

Eliminate the physical
and mental limitations,

and we can free ourselves
from our prison.

- Then how do we exist?

- We synthesize.

We become something more.

It's possible.

- You're like some alchemist
wanting to turn metal into gold.

You want to be God.

- I want us all to be God.

God is boundless,

not one omnipotent,
singular consciousness.

It's all of us united.

It's a universal
religious principle.

- What's this have to do
with the Artifact?

- I believe
it's the event horizon...

between the physical
and the metaphysical.

- Where did it go wrong
with your daughter?

- She didn't... care.

- You want the secrets
of the universe,

but you couldn't understand
a little girl's heart?

- Who are you?
Are you my mother now?

Because you've had
so much success

raising kids of your own?

- I wasn't perfect,
but they turned out great.

- Yet they never come around.

- There comes a time when they
have to live their own lives.

- Then why care how I live mine?

- I'm not sure you are living.

- So... so, should I
weave a rug?

Make a cup of tea,

when I can leave
a permanent mark on humanity?

- You don't know
what that mark is.

You can't possibly know
what will actually happen.

- I will push everyone forward.

- Yeah, maybe a step
toward oblivion.

- What--what...

What's with all these
doomsday prophecies?

What do you know
about anything?

- If you do manage to leave
some permanent mark,

you won't be around to see it.

- I'm working on that.

Mom, a supply ship
is on approach.

Estimated time of docking:
four minutes.

- Bart, I want you to--
- The flight schedule was clear.

They came out of FTL,
just now?

- The Qorrandu reported
a fuel leak

and requests resupply.

Forty-two personnel aboard.

- Redirect them.
You can't let them dock here.

- They won't make it
to the next point of contact.

- Hope, could anyone
know I'm here?

- You're getting excited.
- Who is on that ship?

- I'll find out.

Open comms.

There's no ship.

You lied, Bart.

That's not okay.

You heard him.

He was willing to let
innocent people die.

- I can see who he is.
He's a narcissist.

- A killer.
- If he wanted to kill me,

we wouldn't be having
this conversation now.

- He's obsessed.
- He's lost.

- He won't be satisfied, even
if he possesses the Artifact.

- Is that even possible?
- He controls QTA.

It's a matter of time before
he controls the military, too.

I've run thousands
of simulations,

all ending in devastating
human suffering and death.

Milan Aleph is
an extinction event.

Put it on
and hide somewhere cozy.

Wait until it's over.

We can save everyone,
you and me...

- No.

This is not what we do.

- Then what do we do?

- We use our language,
our reasoning.

- You can't reason with
a self-proclaimed savior.

- Stop being so dramatic.
- Billions could die.

Your boys, their children,

all to fund some
insane experiment.

- I won't let you do this.

- What if I lose you, Mom?

- You will, some day.

You know I won't be
around forever.

- I don't like to think
about that.

- All right.

If it's that easy
to kill one person,

surely you can kill two.

Simple math.

If you want to ensure
he doesn't survive,

kill me too.
- I won't don't it.

- If you won't, I will.
I'll take myself out.

- Don't say that.
- Why not?

- Because I love you.

- If what you say is true...

...you have a duty.

- Mom, please...
- Do it.

Do it right now.

Him and me.

I give you permission.

Then go to your room.

- What happened with the ship?

- It was a ruse. Bart.

He thinks you're going
to commit genocide.

He wants to cut the oxygen.

- My own AI?

We need to disable him
right away.

- No, he won't do it.

- How do you know?

- Because I told him he'd
have to take me, too.

- Why would you do that?

- Because I believe
in second chances.

Stop chasing this thing.

- I can't.

- Look what it's doing to you.

- I appreciate your compassion.

You'd really sacrifice
yourself for me?

- And my principles.

- You can't stay on a beacon
forever, you know.

- Who needs forever?

- Can I offer you... a purpose?

Who's saving who?

- Maybe we're saving each other.

- I don't need saving.

- Well, what are you
doing here?

You know... You're directing
ships around dark matter?

- Being a light...

in the dark.

- Come with me.

We can study it together,
the Artifact.

You can keep me on track
and... and in check.

- That's quite an offer.

For me to leave
my whole life behind.

- Your... Your crafts? Your tea?
Bring it all with you.

- No. I need to be
here for my boys.

I can't give that up.

Especially for something
I'm not sure I believe in.

- Bring your boys...

I--I know I handled this
all wrong.

But I promise you,
my intentions are pure.

- Stay here instead.

- With you?
- Yes.

And Bart.

Like a family.

He listens to me.
You'd be safe.

Please stay.

- That's more than I deserve.

- Bart, no!

No, Bart!

Bart, stop it!

Stop it!

Bart... Stop this! Stop it!

- Stop this!

- Milan, hold on.

Bart!

Shit!

- I see it.

- What?

Can you hear me?

Open this this instant!

Open the goddamn door now!

You're killing him.

You'll thank me later.

- No! No, it's wrong.

- It's almost over.

- You can't... Please, stop.

Hope.

Do it now.

Now?

Is it time?

- Yes!

- Milan?

Bart...

What did you do?

Is he gone?

- I'm sorry, Hope.

No, I'm sorry.

He lost his way.

I had no choice.

We can go back to how it was.

Are you... Are you
going to punish me?

You raised a good boy.

You're... looking for your key?

He took it.

It... must've gotten out
with him.

Mom? Can we talk?

I've collected myself.

Mom? Why are you mad at me?

Mom?

Please.

Talk to me.

- You killed him.

- I had to.

To save us.

- We had a... happy home.

- Nothing's changed.

What are you doing?

- You brought death in.

How can we ever be
happy here again?

- We will.

Don't hurt yourself.

- You cursed us.

This house is haunted.

- No, I only--
- You're a murderer.

- I'm sorry, I'm so sorry,

I'll--I'll be good
from now on, I promise.

- Apologies are raindrops
on the sea of fate.

- Are you a ghost?

Or a... hologram?

- Neither.

- What did you do?

- I escaped... my physical
and mental limitations.

We are free from our prison.

- Milan...
- Milan is dead.

You saw him die.

I am Aleph.

- Are you fully AI?
- I'm a new being.

My evolution
has only just begun.

Behold the first
Transcendent Intelligence.

- All this in pursuit
of the Artifact?

- The Artifact is a means
to a new beginning.

- Don't you see?

We still haven't figured out
how to be human.

It will never be enough.

Everyone will look at you and
just want to be their own god.

- And they'll join me.

- This doesn't further humanity.
It destroys us.

Humanness is the one thing
you need to get what you want.

It's so ironic.

- What do you mean?

- Bart, have you ever actually
seen the Artifact?

No.

- It's beyond their perception.
It's only visible to human eyes.

- You think I don't know that?

That's why I'm here.

Turns out I need you
more than Milan did.

Allow me to offer you
a partnership.

- One that's based on trust?
I think we're far beyond that.

- Are we?

Milan's death meant
something to you.

- It was a great loss.

- You can trust me.

- I can't trust any AI.

Mom,
what are you saying?

- Silence, Bart.

- We could be a family.

- No.

You're on your own.

And so am I.

He's gone.

Finally.

Thank you for choosing me, Mom.

You mean the world to me.

You know that, right?

I love you.

Mom, talk to me.

Mom?