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Previously on "The Ark"...

This is Captain Zed Avega.
We’re going to Trappist.

There’s already
a GSA colony being built

as we speak at Trappist.
Come with us.

- Why would you trust us?
- Under one condition.

- Your ship fully disarms.
- I cannot let you do this.

Avega, look out.

Lane, help me get him
to med bay.

- Lane. - The knife destroyed
Captain Avega’s liver.

- I can’t save him. - I don’t think
Spencer is gonna make it either, Sharon.

We were made to be organ donors.
Do you think it’s what he would’ve wanted?

Do it.

We are entering
a new era of peace,

an era of hope and change.

But sometimes...

peace comes at a cost.

Lieutenant Spencer Lane
will leave behind a legacy

that can never be forgotten.

He will always remain
a presence on this ship,

even if just in spirit
and memory.

Lane was an honorable man...

...someone with
a true moral compass.

He was a hero...

...who gave his life for peace
with the Eastern Federation.

And as a symbol of that peace,

he will lay to rest in space

with these destroyed tools
of war.

Captain Garnet.

Your speech was very powerful.

I’m so deeply sorry.

- I appreciate you being here.
- Of course.

I owe my life to Lieutenant Lane
in more ways than one.

Listen, I’ve gotta get back.
I’ll see you on Trappist.

Maybe we can share a drink and
swap war stories when we arrive.

Looking forward to it.

I can’t imagine how Garnet
must be feeling right now.

Always thought she and Lane
would end up together.

It makes you want to live in the moment
and not waste any time.

I was just thinking
the same thing.

Come by my cabin later?

I can’t believe he’s gone.

It doesn’t feel real, does it?

You know, my last days with him

they were just so screwed up.

- He wanted to kill me.
- He loved you.

He really did.

To Lane.

You know, that man, he was pretty damn perfect
besides his love of this crap.

So the Scot doesn’t like Scotch?

Whiskey from the homeland
tastes like piss.

Brice, you’ll be
my number two now.

It’s back to business then.

It’s what that wee bastard
would have wanted anyway.

Ark 1 and the EF2 will depart
within the hour.

We’ll meet at
the designated meeting point

at the outer edge
of the Trappist system.

- Garnet. Captain Garnet.
- What is it, Ian?

Look, I’d really appreciate
having a job and a title.

See, people won’t look me
in the eye right now,

and I feel like if I had a proper place
on this ship, it might help me to just...

I’m busy right now.
Can we discuss this later?

When? This is the third time I’ve tried
to talk to you about this.

Brice is in charge of crew positions.
Speak with him.

Look, Garnet, I know why you’re not talking to me,
but I’m not him.

Oh, good. Captain Garnet, I was just
on my way to speak with you.

- What is it?
- It’s Dr. Kabir.

She won’t admit it, but I think
she blames herself for Lane’s death

even though she tried everything
she could to save him.

I was wondering if she could take
a few days off.

Captain Garnet to Engineering
as soon as possible.

- Walk with me to Engineering?
- Sure.

- Wasn’t talking to you.
- Oh, I know.

I’m not sure how else to say it,

but I’ve been reinstated as the Chief Engineer,
so I’m in charge now!

And I don’t know how else
to say I do not take orders

from someone who learnt everything
she knows from reading my books.

- See why I called?
- Mr. Trust.

Eva is back in charge now.
It’s not up for debate.

And you’re not the least bit concerned that
she was lying to you about being part of the EF?

Eva has more than proven herself
loyal to this ship,

and how many times
have you lied to me, huh?

Fine, but don’t come crying to me
when it all turns to crap.

I never said you couldn’t
assist her in Engineering.

I don’t assist.

- All right. Dr. Marsh, let’s go see...
- Uh, hey, Garnet, can we...

Not now, Ian.

This is Captain Avega.

The EF2 is ready
to initiate FTL.

Copy that, Captain.
Ark 1 will depart momentarily.

You ready?

Everyone,
brace for acceleration.

Initiating FTL
in three, two, one.

- EF2 just left. Why didn’t we?
- I don’t know.

There’s some sort of glitch.

Sasha,
check the neutron stabilizer.

Ian, you want a job.
You’re an engineer. Can you help?

Yeah. Have you tried the...

- What a hell is happened?
- They’re all unconscious, but alive.

I’ll know more soon.

They were right next
to the FTL when it arced.

I’ve never seen
the transformer fritz like that.

Maybe the system never
reset properly

after Trust sent
that EM pulse to the EF2.

- Can you fix it?
- I’m working on it.

Eva, I need you to fix it.

I know you’re
in charge now, James,

but you pushing me isn’t going to
make me move any faster.

- How are they?
- They’re still unresponsive.

You can help them though, right?

- They’re gonna be okay?
- It’s too soon to tell.

Sanji, they have to be okay.

Right? We can’t lose anybody else.
Can you handle this?

Wait, why wouldn’t
I be able to handle it?

Well, Lane died
on your table three days ago.

- Are you blaming me for his death?
- No, God, no. I just...

- I just mean you had
to watch him die, right? - Yes, I did.

But seeing as I’m the only conscious doctor
on this ship, we don’t have much choice.

- That was... fun.
- Was it?

- I’ve heard the first time’s often, uh...
- Bad.

I was gonna say tricky.

It’s my fault.
I’m not good at this.

No, I’m not good at it either.

What I’m trying to say is maybe
we’re both just distracted

and worried about Garnet
and the others.

I should get back
to Engineering to help Eva.

It’ll get better.

- What the... what happened?
- How did we end up in med bay?

Where is everyone?

Heart and respiratory rates
are perfect on all of us.

What’s the last thing
you guys remember?

Well, I remember trying

to talk to you in Engineering,
and you were too busy.

- Forgive me for doing my job.
- Forgive me for trying to get a job.

We were about to jump to FTL,
and then I don’t remember.

Me either.

Garnet to Brice.

Garnet to Strickland.
Do you read me?

Does anyone hear me?

Brice?

Anybody?

What the hell is going on?

Garnet to Eva, do you copy?
Alicia, are you there?

Looks like something
happened to the FTL.

Garnet, come and have a look
at this energy diagnostic.

- It looks like a power surge
was triggered somehow. - I can see it here.

Yeah, but if you could stand
to look at me for one second,

maybe I can show you
what I think went wrong.

- Fine. Show me. - Looks like it’s connected
to the battery transformer.

- I’d like to go to Engineering
and take a look. - Good idea.

Dr. Marsh and I will keep
trying to find crew.

Marsh, start with
the rest of the bunks.

- I’ll take the lower decks.
- You got it.

You still trying to boost the signal strength
on our distress call?

- Guilty.
- Oh, come on, Sharon.

You’ve been at that for months.

You need to take a break.
Come eat.

I agree with Ian.
People need human contact.

It’s critical for our sanity to spend as much time
together as we possibly can,

or else we could just go nuts.

I’d say it’s a miracle
we haven’t gone nuts already.

You mean you don’t enjoy being stuck
on a huge ship for months on end

with no valid theory
on where everybody went?

I still think we are
in an alternate universe.

Oh, come on. We’ve been through this.
We never went into FTL,

therefore there’s no chance
of quantum entanglement.

You’re still reading
those physics databases, huh?

- Well, it beats banging my head
against the wall. - Let’s eat.

Ian’s delicious tofu casserole
is getting cold.

- How’d it go on the FTL today?
- Slow, but I’m making progress.

- You’ll fix it.
- Well, I need to do something soon.

We’ll never make it to a livable planet
under the NEPS alone.

We need to discuss other ways
of keeping up morale.

We should be eating
every meal together and...

- You’re awake!
- What happened?

- You’ve been in a coma.
- How long?

- About an hour 20 minutes.
- Strange.

I feel like it’s been months.

- Dr. Marsh is awake.
- Hey. Thank God.

- How you doing, buddy? You all right?
- Yeah.

- They in comas too?
- Yeah.

I can’t believe
it was all a coma dream.

You’re disoriented,
understandably.

No, no, no, no,
you don’t understand.

It was all so
incredibly detailed and real.

- I can remember every second of it.
- Hey, take a breath.

- I was going to...
- Hey, hey, hey.

Take a breath, take a breath.
Take a deep breath.

- Deep breaths in and out.
- I don’t feel so good.

Yeah, go ahead. You can ask.

What’s with the scars?

I was part of Maddox’s
first posthumanism trial.

You never mentioned...

I didn’t want you or anyone else
to think of me differently.

I wasn’t forced into it.

I was a young medical student
at the time and I volunteered.

So you’re posthuman, too?
Like Kelly?

No, I’m a failed posthuman.

The implants didn’t work on me,

so doctors removed all of them
except the one in my brain

which was too dangerous
to remove back then.

What did the brain implant do?

It was a Central Processing Unit
for all the other implants.

It was deactivated
once the others came out.

Are you sure about that?

What?

It’s been re-activated.
It’s malfunctioning.

It’s never done this before.

Maybe the malfunction is
what woke you up from the coma?

- You have to take it out.
- Brain implant?

You just said it
was too dangerous to remove.

There was no reason
for it before,

- but now it’s glitching.
- All right.

All right, all right.

- Lie down, lie down.
- Just relax. Come on.

My head!

It feels like
it’s going to explode.

Sanji, it’s killing me.
You have to take it out.

Will you just... Marsh?
Dr. Marsh? Dr. Marsh?

- What the hell just happened?
- He just had a seizure.

Well, you heard the man.
Get it out.

No, no, no. That surgery
is extremely dangerous.

- He said it’s killing him!
- It’s invasive brain surgery.

- You’ve just done it on Kelly, right?
- No! Dr. Marsh did it.

I just assisted.

Cranial pressure is up.
His brain is swelling.

Sanji, somebody has to do surgery,
so it’s you or me.

- Fine. I’ll do it.
- How can I help?

You can’t.
You have no medical training.

Just call Strickland and Griff
and then get out of here.

Go, go!

- You called?
- Look!

- Is that...
- A wormhole. I can’t believe it.

This confirms
all my wormhole theories

based on all
the database research.

- You have a wormhole theories?
- Hear me out.

Even though I fixed
the FTL years ago,

it did us no good because the computer
can’t chart a damn course.

That’s because it doesn’t recognize
any of the stars around us.

- Okay.
- Maybe that’s because

the initial FTL crash
sent us through a wormhole

and launched us to the other side
of the universe.

- It would explain everything!
- Well, not everything.

- Like, where did everyone else go?
- I don’t know.

Maybe there’s some
quantum mechanics side effect.

The wormhole
could reverse that too.

Look, the database doesn’t cover
the side effects

of wormhole travel
in much detail.

Wormhole travel? Oh, God.

- You want to go through it!
- It could send us back!

Back to the moment
the anomaly happened.

Or it could crush us
into nothingness.

That’s not what
the latest wormhole theories

in the database say.

Even if what
you’re saying is true,

and that’s a big if,
how do we know

- that’s the right wormhole?
- We don’t.

At least it might get us closer.

What do you suggest we do?

Because we can’t just
keep going around and around

in circles
and never getting anywhere.

We need to take a leap of faith.

- What?
- I was just remembering

you wouldn’t even look me
in the eye a few years ago.

Well, you have nice eyes.

That beard, however,
I could live without.

I only grew it in the first place
so I’d look less like Lane.

I didn’t know.

- Can I tell you something?
- I guess so.

There is no one I’d rather be stranded with
on this ship than you.

Right back at ya.

- Let’s do it.
- Go back to my room?

- No! The wormhole!
- Ah, yeah.

The wormhole. Great.

Forceps. Thank you.

- Here we go.
- Well done, Dr. Kabir.

Okay. Gauze please, Griff.

How’s it going in here?
Is the FTL fixed?

No, and our usual solves
aren’t working.

If we don’t fix it soon, the electrical components
could burn out entirely.

There must be a way, right?
Did you ask Trust’s opinion?

We tried, but he says we’ve made it clear
that he’s not valued here.

Kreten.

I mean, have you
tried the breakers?

Breakers stopped
being used in 2034.

- We don’t have breakers.
- Right. Of course not.

Uh, okay, what about, um,

have you tried maybe
resetting the main...

- Brice.
- Yep?

We will update you
as things progress.

But for now,
could you just please go

and micromanage somewhere else?

Yeah.

Ready?

Okay.

Entering wormhole
in three, two, one.

Garnet, look.

We did it!

We did it!

- Yes, we did it!
- We made it through!

You are a genius!

What?

The computer says the stars are in exactly
the same place

as they were before
we went through the wormhole.

- No.
- It’s like we never went through it at all.

Switching to aft camera.

Maybe we didn’t.

- Where is it?
- It’s gone.

Okay, now move
your fingers and toes for me.

And follow my finger.

You did it, Sanji.
You’re incredible.

There’s that smile.
You’re glad I didn’t die.

You’re glad
I saved your ass, huh?

Hey, guys?
You’re gonna want to see this.

Garnet and Ian’s brain waves
are spiking really high.

- Is that normal?
- How high?

They’re literally going
off the scales.

Wait a minute. Look at this.

Their brain waves
are completely synced,

spiking at the exact same
time and speed.

How can that be?

Could they be sharing
the same coma dream?

- No, that’s impossible.
- Is it?

When I was in the coma, I dreamed quite vividly about
Ian, Garnet, and myself.

Maybe we were all sharing
the same dream.

Okay, let me check your coma brain wave
patterns with theirs.

- Ooh. Identical.
- Look at that.

Okay, I don’t know how
the hell this is happening,

but we have
a more pressing issue.

The spikes that high imply massive
mental energy expansion.

It could lead to intracranial
swelling and permanent damage

if we don’t get them
out of their coma.

Wow.

Look at you.

I found it in
the Remember Earth crate.

Thought I’d try it on.
What do you think?

Really? Now?

- Took you long enough.
- It is date night.

And what better way to spend it
than by getting married?

- But where, oh, where is my ring?
- Huh.

Hmm.

- You shouldn’t have.
- That’s not all.

I found us
the perfect wedding location.

Oh, that is one gorgeous nebula.

You know, it kind of reminds me

of that wormhole to nowhere.

Ian, it’s been ten years. I think it’s time
to let the wormhole go.

Let’s just enjoy
the moment, huh?

- Methyldole?
- Yep.

I’m hoping it’ll stimulate their
reticular activating systems

enough to pull them out of their coma.
Ready, Griff?

Come on down the aisle,
Mrs. Garnet.

I thought I’d take
your last name,

seeing as I don’t have one.

Thank you for marrying me,
Mr. Garnet.

You’re welcome, Mrs. Garnet.

You may kiss the bride.

- It’s working. Sharon?
- Ian?

Sharon? Sharon? Damn it.

- Can we give them more?
- That was the maximum dose.

Any more could cause
a brain hemorrhage.

- Hey, you okay?
- What was that?

It was like we were
somewhere else for a second.

Yeah, it was bright and blurry.

I could’ve sworn I saw Griff.

- I saw Dr. Kabir.
- What?

What if we did just actually
see them in med bay?

- What do you mean?
- Maybe this whole time

we’ve been knocked out
or something

and they’ve been
trying to revive us?

What if none of this is real?

What if this is all real and we just dreamt
we saw Kabir and Griff?

Both of us?
At the same time?

Or maybe this is all my dream
and you’re not real.

I was just thinking the same thing
only the other way around

because how could we both be having
the same dream at the same time?

All right, look, listen, let’s just say that
this is some sort of coma dream.

If that’s the case, they’re obviously
having a hard time waking us up.

So the question is how do we help them
wake us up?

Since when did you tend bar?

Would you care to try some of my
mango basil pomegranate daiquiri?

Sure.

Cheers.

You know,
that’s actually really good.

Yeah? Aww, man, I’ve been perfecting
the recipe all day.

Rough day?

Well, let’s see.

My best friend died,
my captain’s in a coma,

and I’m starting to realize
I’m a pretty terrible leader.

So, yeah, not great.

You’re not a terrible leader.

It’s okay, bartender,
you don’t have to kiss my ass.

No, I’m serious. I think the fact that
you’re here right now is a good sign.

- Hmm?
- I’m in charge of the bioshelter, right?

But it kind of runs itself
at this point,

which I think means
I’m doing my job right.

- How do you mean?
- I think when you’re in charge,

you need to figure out
who the right person is for each job

and then back off
and let them do it.

You know what, Angus?

That’s actually
pretty good advice.

Hey, uh, could I ask you
for some advice?

- Yeah, shoot.
- Actually, you know what? It’s nothing.

- Don’t... don’t worry about it.
- Come on.

Hey, it’s me, your Uncle Brice.
Tell you what.

You give me another one
of those, you can ask away.

Okay, here it goes.

Uh, you’re, like,
really good at sex, right?

Hey.

What’s with the attitude?

- Brice taught me a few things.
- What kind of things?

Kimi, I need you
to look at something.

- Does this mean anything to you?
- What is it?

There’s a serial number on
that chip that begins with MX.

- Maddox.
- Yes.

Do you know
what the number means?

Any information about this
is probably classified.

But luckily when I left Ark 15,
I stole a memory drive

containing a bunch of
Maddox’s classified documents.

- Figured we might need it at some point.
- Brilliant.

Bingo.

Oh, my God.

The implant was part of
a classified Maddox project

which focused on using
mind-control as a weapon.

Dr. Marsh said that implant was just
a Central Processing Unit.

It makes sense that Maddox
wouldn’t tell him

- what it was really for.
- I am so over that woman.

- Do you know anything about this?
- Unfortunately, yes.

The project was developed at my company,
but I shut it down.

I worried about the harm a mind-control implant
could do in the wrong hands.

But it sounds like after Maddox so unceremoniously
took over my company,

she continued to develop
the technology.

How the hell does a mind-control
implant even work?

We were developing
an implantable brain device

which could transmit brainwaves
into other people’s brains.

We used a marvelous
new magnetic wave technology

that I’d invented
for other purposes.

So when the shock from the FTL
re-activated the implant,

maybe it linked up with Garnet and Ian
using your magnetic technology.

- Certainly possible.
- And then the implant malfunctioned,

which is how Marsh broke away
from the others and woke up.

Is there any way to use the implant to wake
Garnet and Ian without doing brain surgery?

No, you’d have to put the chip
in each of them at the same time.

Okay, look, there has to be a way to do it
without cutting them open.

Look, I don’t know if this
is even remotely helpful,

but my uncle had
Parkinson’s Disease, right?

And I remember they used to put these
knitting needle type things into his brain,

- and that... - Wilson stimulation probes.
That might actually work.

- We could use them to connect the implant
to their brains. - That could work.

- Well, the Neanderthal
finally had a smart idea. - Thank you.

Look, I can give you a tool
which will deliver a current to the chip

that will trigger a malfunction
identical to the one

- that pulled Dr. Marsh out of the coma.
- Sounds incredibly risky.

It is, but it beats the hell out of cutting
their heads open.

What do you think, Brice?

I think that you should do
whatever you think is best.

I trust you completely.

Mr. Trust.

I just, uh...
I wanted to thank you

for your help
with the implant stuff.

- Of course.
- I do find it interesting though

that you won’t afford
the same help to Eva.

Well, it was made very clear that my help
is no longer required in Engineering.

Tell me, Mr. Trust,
is it lonely having no friends?

- I think I prefer Garnet as Captain.
- They need help.

It sounds like the FTL could melt down
or something if they don’t fix it soon,

and you are obviously
the man for the job.

So do the right thing,
Mr. Trust,

before your stubbornness
kills us all.

There you are.

Off on one of your walks again

trying to figure out
how to wake us up?

Maybe.

It’s been so many years, Sharon.

Maybe it’s just not possible.

I swear,
they get better every year.

Like you.

It’s true.

You’re even more beautiful now
than the day we got married.

I haven’t showered today.
You are just blinded by love.

Oh, yeah. Maybe.

Um, why not do
them both at the same time?

Because it’s risky.
We’d rather not kill both of them.

- Then why Garnet first?
- Don’t you think she would’ve insisted on it?

- You have a point.
- Ready.

- What is it?
- Something’s not right.

Sharon.

Damn it.

Okay. Okay.

- Charge!
- Clear.

Sharon?

Sharon, please wake up.
Don’t leave me.

- Hey.
- Sharon? Sharon?

Come on.
Stay with me, Sharon.

Please stay with me.
Come back, come back.

Heartrate is stable.

Sharon?

Paddles!

- Come on, charge!
- Clear.

No, no, no. Wait, wait.

Her sinus rhythm is normal.

Oh. Oh, you scared me.

I’m okay. I was in med bay.

Then I could feel your kiss
and it pulled me back to you.

Well, thank God.

No, that’s the problem.

- I think I know how to wake us up.
- How?

Whatever the doctors were doing
to try and revive me just now,

it would have worked
if I allowed myself to die here

in this dream.

So the next time they try
to revive either of us...

We need to let ourselves die.

We’re missing something.
I just don’t know what.

Remember how
their brainwave patterns

- are so acutely tied to each other?
- Yeah.

What if their patterns
are so interconnected

that you can’t pull one out
of the coma without the other?

We need to connect the probes to
both of them at the same time.

- I think so. It might be the only way.
- Okay.

Come on, let’s push them closer together
so the probes can reach.

Slowly.

What’s wrong, huh?

Oh, I just worry,

especially on
beautiful days like this

that it might be our last,

that dying might not
actually bring us back.

We might just die.

- I know, but if we’re in a coma in reality...
- That’s a big "if."

...we could die there, too,
if we don’t wake up.

Come on.

Are you okay there, grandpa?

Yes, I’m all right, grandma.
Come on.

I wanna dance with my girl
in case it is our last day.

Please let this work.

Hey, what is it?

It was just my chest.

It’s time.

Damn it, we’re losing them!

What if I don’t want to go back?

I understand.

I feel the same way.

But, sweetheart,
none of this is real.

It feels very real to me.

And so special.

Look at you.

- Charge!
- Clear.

Airlock depressurized.

We have to do this.

Oh, my God. It worked.

Welcome home.

They’re both stable.

Can you tell me your names

and where we are?

Sharon Garnet. Ark 1.

Ian. Med bay.

You’ve both been
in a coma for about 36 hours.

All right.
All steady from here.

Good girl.

- Okay.
- I want to do a round of blood work

and CTs on both of them.

Rest now.

You were right.

You okay?
I get it if you’re not.

Because, I mean, after all
we’ve been through, it’s...

- It was...
- Can we...

just not talk about it?

Sure.

I don’t understand why
the correlator isn’t working,

even after we reset
the thermal management system.

I know.
It makes no sense.

Because you no longer need
the thermal management system.

I had to bypass the system
to reroute power to the battery.

Permission to let this asshole
help you finish the job?

Thank you all
for your hard work today.

And thank you for taking charge
while I was out of commission.

- Just never do that to me again, eh?
- I’ll try.

Captain Garnet.
Thrilled to see you back on the bridge.

Thank you for coming back
to check on us.

Well, I was concerned.
We dropped out of FTL, you never arrived.

Yeah, well, my little accident

was caused by
our FTL malfunctioning.

The FTL is fixed
and ready to go.

We’re ready to go,
and this time, we mean it.

See you soon.

Initiating FTL
in three, two, one.

It should have been you.