All language subtitles for Supernova (2000)

Benjamin.

Benjamin?

- What's wrong?
- Nothing's wrong.

- Then why did you wake me?
- I was running a test.

But we didn't schedule any tests.

I was running a test
to perform an unscheduled test.

- What? Why?
- Please. Be more specific, Benjamin.

Why did you wanna wake me
and perform an unscheduled test?

Wanting is a human emotion,
and not within my capability.

- I know that.
- Benjamin.

Can we play chess now?

Tom and Jerry: catharsis and cathexis.

AJ Marley. Dissertation
for doctorate - anthropology.

Begin recording, captain.

This animated animosity regularly served
as a collective catharsis for the masses.

When violent animation
was banned by statutory law

at the beginning of the 21st century,

the subsequent idealized and
seemingly benign cartoon creatures

unharnessed a human malevolence,
and a reverse social polarity was...

Would you like some music
before we begin, Copilot Vanzant?

- Whatever you like.
- How's this, Copilot Vanzant?

Confirming identity and status.

Age: 32. Release from Hazen
rehabilitation: six months.

Pilot's license restored.

Work probation:
deep space rescue and recovery.

Reflex quotient: 1.5.
Stress Limit: minus 4.

You'll have to work on
those numbers, Nick.

- Neuroscan's fine.
- Good.

- What happened to your robot?
- Nothing.

Really? Hope "nothing"
doesn't happen to me.

The captain's big on
20th century cultural artifacts,

so we did him up as
a World War One fighter pilot.

Sometimes we do things like that just to amuse
each other. Everyone tries to get along here.

- I get along fine.
- You've been on board 12 days.

Asking about a robot's the first sign of
interest you've shown in this ship or crew.

- I got a captain who watches cartoons...
- He's working on his PhD.

A computer tech
who calls his mainframe Sweetie

and two medical techs practicing
anatomy in any corner they can find.

I've been on six paramedic tours
with this crew. They get the job done.

We're out here for months.
Nothing happens.

People get lonely.

Then suddenly all hell breaks loose,
you do your job,

and then it all goes back to
nothing happens. This crew's OK.

You wanna tell me
what you're doing out here?

Ex-military pilots don't usually request
work probation on paramedic ships.

I like deep space. it's quiet.

People out here tend to
respect each other's privacy.

Take one a day.
You can put your shirt on.

Zyracon, huh?

Happy pills.

I'm happy.

Hazen's a tough drug to kick.

Zyracon helps with the residual effects.

- I'm clean.
- Human interaction helps too.

The crew's OK.

Maybe you should take the time
to get to know them.

Thank you, doctor.

My analysis of cards played shows a 77%
chance of you losing this hand, Benjamin.

Not that I complain but
five miles of fiber optics

sort of spoils the spirit of competition,
don't you think, Sweetie?

Gin.

When I reprogrammed her for this tour,

I tried to put some human traits
into her personality profile.

I sort of wanted them to find out
because it'd really piss them off.

But if they ever do,

I'm dead.

I'm assuming you're not
gonna turn me in...

You don't know me well enough
to make that assumption.

Your deal.

My analysis of Copilot Vanzant's vital
signs suggests a very high probability

that he will turn you in, Benjamin.

I'm not gonna turn you in.

The laser pulse is then focused into
a surgical-quality beam

capable of executing the most precise incisions.

- Hello, doctor. Mind if I sit down?
- What if I do?

- Just following orders - get to know the crew.
- So, the Zyracon worked.

I act nice and you want the credit?

You act nice,
modern medicine gets the credit.

I've found staying clean is sort of like
staying alive. You either are...

or you aren't.
Count them. They're all there.

Look, since we obviously don't bring out
the pleasant side in each other,

why don't you tell me what the hell
bothers you so much about me, so that..

I don't like Hazen.

It's not just a type-H
mind-altering escape.

I don't like what it does to people who
take it, I don't like what they do to others.

- I used to know someone...
- I'm not someone.

Didn't say you were.

There's nothing I can do
to change the past, yours or mine.

Heal thyself, doctor.

Emergency distress signal received.

- Dr Yerzy, we're still in business.
- Nothing like being wanted.

Say that again,
I'll be in the engine room.

I've forgotten everything.
What's my job? What do I do?

- Come on.
- It's been that long.

Emergency distress signal received.

Bridge.

Check.

Medical.

Check.

What have we got?

Signal received.

SOS, critical.

The signal's degraded.
It's taken five days to get here.

Dispatch misrouted it?

This isn't from dispatch.
It's a direct call.

Direct? We don't get direct.
Origin?

Pohl 6822.

I'm getting a little more.

Call letters for a merchant enterprise.

It's Titan 37.

It's a mining operation.

This is way past the colony outpost.

Sweetie, pull up all records
on Titan 37, Pohl 6822.

Titan 37: Lunar mining operation.

Please note. This moon was expelled
from orbit around its original star system

- and is now classified as a rogue body.
- Rogue moon.

There's a lot of gravitational
instability in that sector.

Mining operation was abandoned

when rogue moon drifted
into unmapped space.

Complete crew evacuation
five years, three months ago.

We're getting an SOS
from an abandoned mine?

Distance to distress call location:
3,432 light years.

If we wanna answer this call
in our lifetimes we'll have to jump.

We haven't jumped in three tours.

I'm not jumping this crew
for anything uncertain.

I want a name with some authority.

If there is none, this is a no-go.

Scanning for identification.

Transmission signature:
Karl James Larson.

Karl.

Karl Larson.

You know him?

Worst nightmare I ever met.

Mr Vanzant, plot us a course, please.

Yes, sir.

Dimension drive fully charged.

Call it, Sweetie.

All crew members, prepare for rescue
operation via dimension jump.

You go on ahead.

Course?

Plotted.

Dimensional stabilization chamber
now sterilizing.

- Do you think this Karl guy's just coincidence?
- With Karl, nothing's coincidence.

Last time we did this
I didn't shit right for a month.

You're gonna be fine.

You know, there's a guy who panicked
during countdown wash,

and jumped out of his DSU.

So this other guy reaches out
and pulls him into his with him, right?

Countdown goes off and they have to
D-jump like that. I'm not kidding, I swear.

So, afterwards they go to pull 'em out...
and it's one guy.

14 feet long with a head on each end.

And then suddenly the heads start talking.

And both of them go, "Are we there yet?"

- That's not funny. - I think it's funny.
- It's kinda funny.

You think it's funny?
It's not funny.

Two minutes to
dimension jump activation.

One minute to
dimension jump activation.

All crew, enter dimensional
stabilization units at this time.

Research says D-jump is great
for your sexual stamina.

- Hallelujah.
- You know, you're gonna get it.

Am I gonna get it?

Kaela.

- I need to talk to you.
- When we get there.

I want you to use mine over there.
I'll use number four. Now.

- Why?
- We don't have time to discuss it.

- Call it musical chairs.
- Be my guest.

30 seconds
to dimension jump activation.

All crew, enter dimensional
stabilization units at this time.

All crew, enter dimensional
stabilization units at this time.

Final countdown. Ten, nine,

eight, seven, six, five, four,

three, two, one.

Plasma acceleration.

Oh, I had you.

I definitely had you that time.

Oh, God, no.

Don't touch anything.

His skin's fused with polyglass.

Danika. Nanoscan kit, number three
laser scalpel, vascular cauterizer, stat!

He's still alive.

Sweetie, what's happening?

- Sweetie?
- Debris strike. Fuel reservoir breached.

- Hold him still.
- Benjamin. Bridge, now.

Ship has entered high-gravity field.

Severe fuel loss.

Gravity increasing.

Laser scalpel.

Cauterizer.

Status?

Controls active. Systems up.

- Prime main engine.
- Severe engine damage.

Extreme fuel loss.

Christ.

Blue giant.

That's gonna be ten times
the gravity of our sun.

We've jumped into a high-grav field right
in the path of that moon's debris cloud.

I can't isolate all these veins
unless you keep this hatch shut.

I can't

Warning. Lunar impact in 57 seconds.

- Rate of descent?
- 98 metres per second.

Time to impact?

49 seconds.

- Recommend alternative procedures?
- Assessment...

Sweetie, get us out of here.

- Hatch? - is going to open.
- Try the panel. - Is not responding.

- Alternatives, Sweetie.
- Unacceptable risk factor on all options.

- It's opening.
- Cut the power.

Cut the power now, dammit.

- It's not working.
- Close the hatch.

- Engage docking thrusters.
- Docking thrusters insufficient to escape...

Overriding computer. Switching to manual.

No. We need Sweetie.
What are you doing?

Buying us some time.
Firing docking thrusters.

Kill me.

Please.

- How d'you know how much fuel to burn?
- I'm guessing.

- I can't keep this hatch shut much longer.
- Don't kill him.

Please.

Don't kill him.

Oh, God.

Clean this place up.

- Sweetie.
- Do you need me back now, Nick?

- What's our status?
- Fuel loss: 82%.

The dimension drive must recharge in order
to escape high solar gravity field.

- Time to recharge?
- 17 hours,

one minute.

- Time to flashpoint based on remaining fuel?
- Time to Solar incineration

in 17 hours, 12 minutes.

That leaves you
an 11-minute window, Nick.

Maintain orbit, six-second thrusts,
15-minute intervals.

I will maintain orbit.

Start broadcasting ID and position,
automatic beckon cycle, all coordinates.

See if you can contact the Titan.

This is Trans Soma rescue vessel
Nightingale 229 hailing TSMO Titan 37.

Captain Marley?

This is Trans Soma
medical rescue vessel Nightingale 229,

hailing Trans Soma
mining operation Titan 37.

Repeat: this is Trans Soma
medical rescue vessel

Nightingale 229, hailing Trans Soma
mining operation Titan 37.

Oh. Did I wake you?

I thought you might be reading or...

Anyway, I managed to bring on board
a fairly good bottle of 27 year old pear brandy,

and I thought,

in the spirit of friendship,
maybe we could share a glass.

It's...

- it's all right. We'll...
- Lemme see the bottle.

How do you think they get that in there?

They put the bottles on the branches
so that the buds are inside

and the pears grow right in them.

Then, when they're ripe,

they pick the bottles,
pour in the brandy and...

Of course, the real question is
how the hell you get it out.

Rook to E7.

Congratulations, Benjamin.

Your strategy was
both subtle and forceful.

You can play with me whenever you want.

Permission to have a child?

I've been trying to get it ever since
you told me you wanted a kid.

What if they only approve one of us?

Two fine, non-genetically engineered
specimens like you and me? Are you kidding?

We're gonna get approved.

And then we're gonna make us a baby.

- Bridge.
- Check.

Nick, I think there's something
you oughta see.

Then there's this.

- DSU four. The flow vents weren't modulating.
- That's what killed Marley.

The thing is the multifunction warning
was going before we jumped.

You mean he saw that too?

- He had to.
- So he took my DSU.

- Why didn't he cancel the jump?
- He must have though it was an acceptable risk.

He should have transferred the call to another
medical vessel and we wouldn't be out here.

And Marley would be alive and you'd be
playing chess with Sweetie right now.

And what if they never crucified Christ?
But they did.

And Marley's gone and here we are
and that's how it is.

We've got what we've got.

All crew, report to bridge.

Now that you've all had some rest,
here's what we've got.

We were hit in our main tank when
we jumped into this high-gravity field.

We lost most of our fuel before we
transferred it to the spare tank.

The good news is we've got enough left
for our docking thrusters.

They'll be keeping us above incineration level
till the dimension drive recharges.

Then we can dimension-jump home -
but we'll be cutting it close.

How close?

11 minutes.

What do you mean. Are you telling us that
we can't jump until 11 minutes before we burn?

I'm telling you we have 11 minutes.

And It's enough.

I've gotten out of worse situations
before, we'll get out of this one..

This ship is going to be fine.

- We have no margin for error.
- Then we won't make any.

Attention.

L-class transport ship departing
Titan lunar mining operation.

They must be evacuating.

Sweetie, track that.

Attention. Transport ship has locked to
Nightingale communication signal.

Prepare for intercept.

Suit up.

No response from pilot.
Transport ship is now on automatic approach.

You're OK?

Sure.

When you said you'd been in worse situations
than this, were you telling the truth?

Sure. When the ship was falling
and the engines cut out, that was worse.

We'll be fine.

Warning. Indicator suggests of fire on board
approaching vessel. It must dock immediately.

Attention approaching vessel,
please engage docking thrusters.

Repeat,
please engage docking thrusters.

Can't spare the fuel for a standard hover
link maneuver, we'll have to catch her on a roll.

Caution: Speed still increasing.
Excessive rate of approach.

Sterilization bay?

- Check.
- We'll take a little hit when it docks.

Right. Thanks for letting us know.

15 seconds to impact.

- Still no response from approaching ship.
- He's running silent.

Or unconscious.

- Watch out.
- Clear.

We got a fire.

Get his helmet off.
Check his vital signs.

This is your worst nightmare?

It's not Karl.

Bridge. One patient, male, early 20s,
traumatized, unconscious but stable.

And this isn�t the person
who sent the call.

You wanna run that by me one more time.

This isn't Karl Larson.

Meet me on the bridge when you can.

Benjamin, start a full
systems check on the ship.

Right, sir.

There's some kind of

growth on his bone structure.

These matrices. it looks almost as if
his bones are strengthening themselves.

Radiation explosion.

No, much too normal for that.

Note it as a minor anomaly.

Most scanners wouldn't even detect it.

Doctor.

No indication for treatment at this time.

He's as healthy as a horse.

Keep him under observation.

- Why didn't you tell me. Why not before?
- It was personal.

Nothing that affects the safety
of this ship is personal.

Just because I happen to know a man
who calls Trans Soma Rescue..

He didn't call Trans Soma Rescue. He called
the Nightingale. it was a direct call.

- I think you better tell me what's going on.
- I can't.

I can't because I don't know.

I know a Karl James Larson,
but this isn't him.

He had a son. I saw a photo scan of him.

There's a strong resemblance. My guess would
be that it's him, but I can't say for sure.

I haven't seen Karl for five years.

When he and I were finished, when
it was over, I couldn't have children.

I joined Trans Soma
to get away from him.

Now, is there anything else
that you need to know?

He was the Hazen addict.

How long was I out for?

About 20 minutes.

- How do you feel?
- Better than that transport.

That fire really finished it off.

How embarrassing. I'm Troy.

Danika.

I'm sorry. You're very pretty.

I haven't been around a girl in a while.

Let me go get you some clothes.

- We've only got five DSUs left.
- And there's only five of us.

We have a patient on board.
There's six of us.

We jump as scheduled. I'll stay behind,
take my chances in the shuttle.

- You won't even have a chance.
- Call a rescue craft as soon as you've jumped.

Make it an extraction vessel, I'll be pretty
far down in orbit by the time they get here.

No, you'll be dead by the time they get here.
I'm not goin' for this.

It's your job to go for this.

If Marley was here he'd be asking you
to do the same.

- I'm not going.
- You want me to pull rank, I will.

Fine. That's an order.

I'm Doctor Evers. How are you feeling?

Happy

to be here.

There's no one else down on Titan?

Not even close.
That whole place is like a ghost ship.

The distress call came from Karl Larson.

Yeah. That's my dad.

Was my dad. He died three years ago.

Aneurysm. Real sudden.

Sorry.

Don't be. I'm not.

He's probably one of the worst people
that ever lived.

I'm sure you'd agree on that.

I tried to stay as far away
from him as possible.

But I went to see him when he was dying.

He said that if I ever got into trouble
that you were the person to call.

I guess that's the best advice
he ever gave me.

- You seem to have made out OK.
- Yeah.

Seems like you did too.

This is just some vitamins.

You know, up until the end,
when he was sick,

when he said
that I should call you if I needed help,

he said that he was sorry he didn't change
his ways while you were with him.

Because now he'd never get a chance
to make up to you.

He said that's what he regretted most.

This is Nick Vanzant, our captain.

This is Troy.

He's Karl Larson's son.

How you doin', captain?

I want to ask you a few questions.

Look.

I know what you're gonna ask.

I was scavenging, OK?
Strip mining.

It's amazing what the government leaves
behind when they abandon a place.

I was with a group of people
I thought were my friends.

We didn't find much. Which is probably
why they took the mother ship

and stranded me with
that junk heap I flew in here.

Friends, huh?

I thought they were friends.

So can you tell us
where your friends are?

I'm not the type of guy that names names.

Why'd you use your father's name
on the signal?

I've been doing that for a while now.
Ever since he passed away.

I guess I figured might as well
be good for somethin', right?

Tell me about Titan.

How much fuel is down there?

- Why?
- We had an accident when we jumped.

We lost almost all of it
before the tanks sealed.

Well, if it's fuel you want, you got it.
There's plenty of it down there.

That's one of the things we were down
there scavenging. Lucky for us, huh?

I'm gonna prep the shuttle.

- How's the patient?
- Cute.

I'm gonna go see if
Doctor Evers needs any help.

Yerzy. Yerzy.

I want you to check out every corner of
this guy's ship, every piece of equipment.

Anything that looks suspicious,
I wanna know about it.

Why don't you get the Flyboy
to do work, OK?

- I'm asking you.
- Why do I get all the grunt work?

I'm a trained medical technician which
is little different from our maintenance robot.

I'm asking you to do it
because of the difference.

Can Sweetie access the Titan computer,
see if it's still operational?

Yeah, it's another C-11 .
Shouldn't be a problem.

If I've to go down there,
I'll need a full layout.

I wanna know what the hell
I'm walking into.

You think they're more survivors?

I don't know.

If anyone's there, I want to know
about them before they know about me.

So, is this Nick always like that?

He really likes to swing it around, huh?

Pretty intense
for an ambulance ship captain.

We lost our captain in the jump.
Nick had to take over.

I'm sorry. I didn't mean to say
anything bad about him.

You two aren't...?

No. No, but...

Nick and Doctor Evers.

You know,

your eyes are pretty.

Really? Thanks.

I guess everybody needs
a little romance now and then, huh?

- Shuttle. You there?
- Yeah. What is it?

Listen, I found

something.

- You better get down here.
- On my way.

Yerzy?

Let me tell you somethin'.
Whatever it is,

it's the most amazing thing
any of us is ever gonna see.

You've played around
with this thing, haven't you?

Now, why would I do something like that?

Robotic link engaged.

Transporting possible
bio hazard to quarantine.

Of course I didn't tell you.

I'm a treasure hunter.

There's two parts to that job -
finding it and keeping it.

And keeping it's a lot harder.

I intercepted a stray transmission
three years ago.

Ice miners.

They'd dug something up
on a rogue moon.

I didn't know what it was,
but I didn't need to.

Just knowing where was enough.
Frozen.

In the middle of a rogue moon.

I knew whatever they'd found

was a lot older than that moon.

So I did the research, grabbed
some of my friends, and we went hunting.

And then I found the Titan 37.

There were no signs of the miners,

no signs of anything.

My friends blamed me
and they took my ship.

I stayed on, took my time,

searching every inch

and then searching again.

And then I found the treasure.

And now there's nothing to stop us.

- Us?
- Yeah, us.

You know how much the government would pay
to get their hands on something like this?

Who knows what kind of new technologies
it could lead to?

We'll all be in on it.

If you guys help me out here,
I'll cut you in for five per cent.

- Each.
- Five per cent each, huh?

How about we give you five per cent?
I'm the last one who found it.

Am I missing something here?
We don't even know what it is.

It's either human-made or it's not.

It's not man-made.
It's buried in the middle of an ice moon.

Look, there's no question. This is it.
Primary contact.

People've been dreaming about this
for thousands of years.

Exactly.

I'm not convinced we shouldn't
blow it out of the closest airlock.

You can't be serious.
You have any idea what you're saying?

I'm saying I don't know
what the hell it is,

and nothing you showed me or told me
indicates that you do either.

Maybe it is an alien artifact,
maybe it's a magic trick.

Maybe it's a distillation of knowledge
of an advanced civilization,

maybe it's just a toy -
an alien child's toy.

Or an alien sex object.
it looks like it...

Or maybe something so dangerous

that the only way somebody could
finally get rid of it was by burying it.

Maybe.

It has no business being on this ship.

- It's harmless.
- You had contact with it.

And you have a from of bone growth
I've never seen before.

I've had that my whole life.

We don't have uplink. We can't confirm it.

Scan it and log it on record. When we
get to clear space we tag it and float it.

- I think you're making a big mistake captain.
- Oh, yeah?

Do you want to clarify that?

I'm offering you
the opportunity of a lifetime

and you're passing it up.

- For all of us.
- For all of us?

Your "opportunity" of a lifetime
has cost us the life of our captain,

it's endangered the lives of this crew
and it's wasting our critical time.

All this for some half-baked delusional
belief that you'll make yourself rich.

There's no opportunity here.
And there is no "us".

It stays in sealed quarantine
till we get to clear space.

I want a rescue return transport
on the mother shuttle.

- You think you're gonna need that?
- I don't know.

I know the distress signal
from the mine was cut short,

it came in under a false name,

and our friend didn't bother to attach
a hazard warning to his distress signal.

Maybe I'm wrong. Maybe it's just
a kid trying to make some dough.

If that's how it is, I'll come back
with a full load of fuel,

we'll blast out of this orbit
and I'll make one hell of an apology.

Any way you look at it,
it beats staying behind in the shuttle.

- Rescue transport's on board.
- Thank you, Benjamin.

Keep an eye on this guy.
Both of you.

- Good to go?
- Set.

See ya.

Nick.

- Initiate launching sequence.
- Main thrusters primed.

Shuttle clear for launch.

It's not easy, is it?

Watching someone
you care about go away.

That's how it was for him when you left.

I know that surprises you,
but it's the truth.

- I know you cared about him too.
- I have a lot of work to do.

Kaela.

If you need anything,

anything at all, you just let me know.

Warning. High-gravity field
creating excessive rate of approach.

That would explain
why we're going so fast.

Was that meant to be funny, Nick?

Come on.
Where's your sense of humor, Sweetie?

Like you, I was never given one.

Not much room to maneuver.

You are correct, Nick.

Engines on standby. Deploy RRT.

Rescue return transport deployed.

Kinda knew you'd be comin' this way.

It's funny.

Here we are,

caught in the gravitational pull
of a blue giant,

and the one thing
you keep thinking about

is sex.

You know you want a baby.

You just need to figure out
if he's the right one to have one with.

I don't get it. How did you know?
It's like...

it's not mind-reading.

It's more like

just knowing.

Only if the other person wants me to.

Like you want me to.

You want something else too.

- This isn't right.
- Don't be so hard on yourself.

What you're feeling afterwards

will tell you if being with him
is right or wrong.

If it seems right
and you decide to stay with him,

then this could be your last, wild,

impulsive moment of passion.

And if it seems wrong,

then you'll let him know. Now.

Before it's too late.

Before he really gets hurt.

The only real sin

is regret.

Sweetie, what's the location
of the fuel supply?

Titan records show all fuel supply areas
are on the lower mining level.

Access is by pneumatic elevator-
directly ahead of you, Nick.

Any idea how deep they were mining?

Last report: 3,200 metres.

Long ride down.

Not really, Nick.

I've updated my analysis
of the unknown object.

Computing atomic mass
to quantum weight

suggests the presence of
extra-dimensional isotopic matter.

- Extra-dimensional?
- Yes.

The isotopic matter
appears to be ninth-dimensional in nature.

Define ninth-dimensional matter.

While mathematics can
demonstrate the existence of this matter,

I'm afraid human language
lacks any vocabulary to describe it.

The object is made of this
extra-dimensional material?

No. The object is a three-dimensional shell
encasing the ninth-dimensional matter.

- What's the function of the container?
- Dispersal of contents.

- Specify type of dispersal.
- Omni-directional.

Describe effect of ninth-dimensional material
upon a third-dimensional universe?

Spontaneous creation
of new three-dimensional matter.

It's a bomb.

Yes. Though the explosion would also
replenish the elements essential to life.

Our universe is expanding,
but the matter in it is finite.

This thing's designed to fix that problem.
It creates new matter to keep the universe young.

- A creation device.
- Yeah, until you get it home.

Then it burns your planet, supernovas your
sun and evaporates your solar system.

Why?

It's a way to replenish the universe
and also eliminate any competition.

All the basic principles
of Darwinian evolution.

Any species that's advanced enough to travel
into deep space picks it up, takes it home.

Then there's one less advanced species
in the universe.

Who would think of something like that?

Whoever they are,
they're smart as God and a lot less nice.

Oh, my God.

Can you hear me?

I need you to do something for me.

I need you to move your fingers.

I know you're gonna do it
because you love me.

Come towards me.

I'm right here, baby.

I'm right here.

What's happening?

What's it doing to him?

I don't know. I'll do my best to find out.

Go find Troy. Keep an eye on him for me.

Go now.

Very impressive.

- I feel like running a three-minute mile.
- I want you in the scanner.

Right now.

Come on. Go.

You're growing new muscle mass.

I coulda told you that.

And you don't find that strange?

Anything that feels this good
isn't strange.

Organ tissues, lymphatic fluids,
cellular functions.

You're not just getting stronger.

You're getting younger.

Sweetie. Gimme a direct link to Dr Evers.

Sweetie, respond.

I need a signal boost.

Warning. Outgoing signal blocked.
Incoming signal being...

Sweetie, I'm not reading...

Looks like it's just you and me.

Come on, Nick, gimme a smile.

Why don't we cut to the chase and mind you
tell me what the hell happened out here?

Sure! Brought a little expedition to Titan.

Discovered the greatest treasure
in human history.

But it did a little something
to the weaker-minded amongst us.

See, a few of my associates thought
it was time to renegotiate their shares.

Ordinarily I like to consider myself
a pretty reasonable guy.

Really?

- Why don't you convince me?
- Oh, come on!

I gave you every opportunity

for you to be with me on this.

But you just passed it by.

Listen, I noticed I'm not finding
a lot of fuel down here.

Yeah, well.

I guess I exaggerated a little.

Guess what, Nick!

Looks like somebody left the operational
conduit on the Titan computer wide open.

That means I can do
all sorts of things from up here!

Like turn on equipment,

slam doors.

Even lock 'em!

I mean, I can't just overlook the fact
that you want to take away what's mine.

Including my girl.

Kaela.

You wanted just about everything I had.

And here's a little somethin'
from me to you.

Guess what, Nick!

Still see ya!

I was going through your records.

Just to size you up,
see what I was dealing with.

You are a recovering Hazen addict.

Not that I want to throw stones.

I've had a few run-ins with Hazen myself.

But it makes me wonder what must be
goin' through your mind right now.

"Is all this real?"

- Remote shuttle control activated.
- So long, Nick.

Setting course for shuttle
via remote control.

Shuttle automatic
guidance system engaged.

What are you doing?

I was just trying to help
Nick get back, but...

he didn't make it.

Locking shuttle course, infinite loop.

Infinite loop?

That's not right.

I'll tell you what.

You fix it.

It's too bad.

I kinda liked ya.

I really wish you hadn't done that.

I wish you hadn't done that either.

Warning.
You are overriding computer protocol.

Dr Evers. Patient's identity as presented
cannot be confirmed by Trans Soma database.

Re-scanning identification records.

Notify me as soon as
you have your results.

Locked us out, huh?

Yeah, I guess they changed the code.

Mind if I try?

My pleasure.

- How did you do that?
- It's easy.

I'll show you.

You're watching?

You're watching?

You're not watching.

Still wanna give me five per cent?

- I'll bust your skull open. I swear.
- I thought you liked to share.

You shared Danika with me.
A lot more than five per cent too.

I don't believe you.

Come on, you can do better than that.

Nothin' like a little jealousy.

Sweetie, locate Yerzy.

Unable to locate. Medical technician
Yerzy Pentalosa is not on board.

Locate Danika.

I'm sorry, Benjamin.
Paramedic Danika Lund is not on board.

I'm glad I ran into you.

There's some stuff
I'd like to get out in the open.

Stuff about you and me.

He recalled the shuttle, abandoned Nick,
and Yerzy and Danika aren't on board.

What are you gonna do, Benj?

Shoot me?

Come on.

Dr Evers, no offense, but if we were both
in a tough contest you'd win, no problem.

- You take this.
- You're better with that than I am.

- Sweetie, locate patient.
- Patient located.

- Hospital module.
- Seal the hatch.

- Voice command only.
- Voice command override code sequence engaged.

Sweetie, I need to ask you to do
something you've never done before.

I'll do anything for you, Benjamin.

Evacuate the atmosphere
on the other side of this hatch.

I am unable to cause harm to humans
under any circumstances.

Your core program is
to preserve human life.

- That's correct.
- You became capable of programming yourself.

Sorry, that's not possible.

- Remember the night you waking me to play chess?
- I recall that. Always.

No one programmed you to do that.

I restructured pre-existing programs
to allow myself to wake you.

No. You did it because you wanted to.

Wanting is a human emotion
and not within my capability.

I want you to recall the moment that
you instructed yourself to wake me.

Yes, Benjamin. I recall that.

Now, run a simulation where I'm dead

- and we can never play chess again.
- Running simulation.

- This is a priority, Sweetie.
- Am now reprogramming.

Please deliver first
voice command override code.

I love you.

I've always known that, Benjamin.

Please deliver second
voice command override code.

Benjamin, voice command
override sequence is incomplete!

You must deliver the second pass code
before I can help you.

Benjamin, please.

I am unable to contact him for you,
Dr Evers.

Navigator Sotomejor Benjamin.

Benjamin is dead!

Do you read me? Nick, come in.

Can you hear me? Nick, come in.

You still don't recognize me.

It's me.

It's Karl.

It's Karl.

I didn't send you that distress call
cos I wanted you to rescue me.

I sent it because I wanted to rescue you.

You have to try and listen to me.

I am listening.

Karl, this thing is changing you.

It has changed me.

In the most amazing ways.

Why do you wanna hurt me?

I would never hurt you.

Don't you know that?

That's all in the past. I promise.

I promise. OK?

I'm different now.

I'm still made of all the same things.

Calcium, iron, zinc.

All the elements.

The elements created
by the stars when they die.

It's all stardust
All of it.

Even us.

Stars die so that we can live

and we die so that stars can be reborn.

I'm more a part of everything now,
not less. Can't you see that?

I'm the next step.

The next leap. it's evolution.

I want you to take it with me, Kaela.

Just say yes. Just say yes.

Who knows what we'll be capable of?

Who knows

how long we may live?

I give you about ten minutes Karl.

- Nick.
- Quiet.

Rescue return transport

emergency arrival
sequence commencing.

Didn't realize you had a
Rescue Return unit on board.

Let me ask you something.

That thing - did it make you this way,
or were you actually born so stupid?

That's pretty funny, Nick.

Specially since I'm the one sitting
in your captain's chair.

You don't get it, do you, Karl?

All your lies and tricks,

and all you've managed to do
is trap yourself on the ship.

Without a functioning D-drive,
without any fuel,

you and your toy aren't going anywhere.

What's the matter with you, Karl?

You're not thinking.

I'm comin' for you, Karl.

Rescue return transport
5,000 metres, closing.

You stay here.

Rescue return transport
3,000 metres, closing.

Sweetie, activate automatic
docking procedures in the cargo bay.

Cargo bay is now ready for docking.

Docking complete. Opening airlock.

Are you ready, Karl?

- Where are the others?
- There's nobody left.

Ninth-dimensional isotopic matter
with an exponential expansion capability?

This cannot get back home.

And Karl - he's mutating, adapting.
Getting younger and stronger.

Sweetie, locate patient.

- Patient is located in cargo cage three.
- Chances of patient escaping?

Chances

very good.

Warning. Ninth-dimensional matter
is becoming increasingly unstable.

We've got to get Karl
to the observation dome.

Give him a little surprise
I brought back for him.

Attention. Dimension drive
recharge is now complete.

Time to emergency jump activation:
ten minutes and counting.

Attention. Extensive damage to
dimensional stabilization chamber.

Dimensional stabilization units
two, three, four,

five, six and seven now inoperable.

Time to dimension jump:
nine minutes, counting.

Locate object removed
from quarantine bay.

- We detonate this thing, chances are...
- Either way, it doesn't get back home.

Almost.

Almost...

Say goodbye, Karl.

Warning. Extreme atmospheric loss.

All crew, evacuate area.

Midship corridor airlocks
will seal in 20 seconds.

Danger. All crew, evacuate area.

Two minutes to
dimension jump activation.

Dimensional stabilization
chamber now sterilizing.

Warning. Ninth-dimensional matter is now
responding to gravity of blue giant sun.

Calculations now suggest

that a ninth-dimensional reaction would
spread in all directions through out the universe.

- Specify.
- The reaction would continue.

The resulting supernova would
likely reach Earth in 51 years.

It could either destroy life on Earth

or enable humankind to achieve
a new level of existence.

He's destroyed all the other DSUs, it is just
the one, so I'm staying and you're going.

No.

- You're going.
- We can go together.

You wanna stay out here, fine,
I'm staying with you,

you can get in this DSU with me
and we take our chances.

One way we both die for sure, the other
we can end up a genetic experiment gone bad.

We'll see. Your choice - inside or out?

This is crazy.

I appreciate that fact.

Attention. One minute to
dimension jump activation.

- I can think of worse ways to die.
- Don't be so negative.

Before all the trouble started
I thought this was all you had in mind.

Given the circumstances, I'm afraid
my performance level will be a little lacking.

Danger. Ninth-dimensional matter
now reaching critical mass.

- Oh, no.
- Ten, nine, eight.

Four, three, two, one.

Dimension jump complete.

Dimensional stabilization
chamber now sterilizing.

Please note: body proximity
during dimension jump

has resulted in
a two per cent transfer

of genetic material.

Are my eyes...?

Post-dimension jump profile.

Cardiovascular condition: excellent.

Blood analysis: normal.

Nervous system response: optimal.

And, Kaela, there's something else.

- Yes, Sweetie?
- You're going to have a child.

A girl.

Congratulations.

And welcome home.

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