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It looks like
the encarphalitis outbreak
we found on Neptune Colony.

I think they called it
the Frug.

Oh, the frug. Well,
I hope they found a cure.

Yeah.

What's with the cages?
What is this?

Get real, kid.
Girls? Cages?

Oh, right.
Yeah, right.

As for the teensy-weensy
miniskirts they got wrapped
around their carcasses,

if you don't understand that
I don't wanna talk to you.

There's nothing I can't stand
more than somebody
who don't understand

teensy-weensy mini-skirts.

Oh, well, yeah.
That, I understand.

I don't.

It's a long story.
Maybe when you're older,
buddy.

The '60s, kid.
I hear it was a time.

I don't know.
It looks a little primitive.

So? You got something
against primitive?

Well...
I like primitive.

At least these people
had soul.

Tony, you're saying
I don't have soul?

Ah, don't take this
the wrong way, Wolenczak,

but after a hard day
of working them cages,

I don't think these
"primitive" type girls
looked forward to

spending their free time
with guys

who play with silicon chips
and talk to fish.

Wait.
Darwin is not a fish.

That's true, you know, Tony.

According to my encyclopedia,
a dolphin is a mammal...

Oh, hey. You can call it
whatever you want.

It's not me
you gotta convince.

This is a great song.
We love this.

We gotta share this.

Piccolo.

I've done a follow back, sir.
It's coming from A-lounge.

Patch me in.

It must've taken hours
to get their hair like that.

Henderson.
It's yours.

Having fun, Piccolo?

It's better than
breathing water, Commander.

Thought you guys might like
a blast from the past.

Well, you keep it up,
you might get to experience
a "blast" from the present.

Aye, aye, sir.

What the hell was that?

Sir, there's something
wrong with
my directional indicators.

Unless we just turned
180 degrees in five seconds,

they're completely reversed.

Sonar compass.

No deviation, sir.
We're right on course.

We're picking up severe
current disturbances
dead ahead.

Let me see it.

That wasn't there
a minute ago.

Full stop. Hold positions.

What have we got?

I'm not sure, Captain.
Severe current disturbance
ahead.

I've never seen anything
quite like it.

Hold on a second.

What is it?

I'm not sure if
I remember correctly, Captain,
but I think that's Morse code.

Let's hear it.

It's an SOS call.

In Morse code?
Who uses Morse code anymore?

Somebody help me.
Is anybody there?

Please, help.

Can you pinpoint that?

Not exactly, sir.

It's beyond the disturbance.
I can't get an exact fix.

Don't let us die here.
Please.

Do you have a problem
crossing that disturbance?

All systems look good, sir.

It's just
a minor disturbance, sir.

Velocity indicators indicate
a slight chop at the center.

Not a problem.

Can anybody hear me?
Please. Help me.

Engines ahead, one-third.
Keep the same bearing.

If she bucks, reverse full.

Captain...
Not afraid of a little chop,
are you, Commander?

I don't believe it.

There's nothing behind us,
sir.

What do you mean
there's nothing behind us?

Unless my instruments
are malfunctioning,

there's literally nothing
behind us.

No air, no temperature,
no current. Nothing.

Put up the aft view.

Aye, aye, sir.

The aft view, please.

That is the aft view, sir.

That's not possible.

You're right, sir.
It isn't.

"Nothing" is
a mathematical reference.
It's a word.

It doesn't exist in nature.

Well, maybe it's some
sort of black hole.

I never heard of one
in the ocean. Besides,
a black hole exists.

It can be identified,
measured.

So what's behind us
is absolutely nothing.

That's ridiculous!
Are you saying
we can't just turn around

and go back
to where we came from?

Where we came from,
Commander, doesn't
appear to exist anymore.

Steady as she goes.

WSKR away, sir.
I'm tracking on Channel B.

Contact in 12 seconds...

Eight seconds...

Four seconds...

It's gone, sir.
No readings whatsoever.

What do you mean "gone"?
Has it broken up?

Has the transmission failed?
What?

I mean, it's gone.
It just isn't anymore.

What's our position now?

I can't tell you that, sir.

That disturbance has
my locators
completely mucked up.

As far as I can tell,
we could be almost
a thousand miles off track.

I can't even give you
a compass reading.

Please.
Can anybody hear me?
Is anybody out there?

I'm getting a fix on
the distress beacon, sir.
It's coming from the surface.

You all right?

There's something wrong
with that distress call.
I can't feel it.

Please, somebody help me.

Talk to me.

Oh, it's hard to explain.

Pretend I'm the captain.

I hear the urgency
in the voice, the fear,
but I don't feel it.

The truth is,
I don't feel anything.

I've got a lock, Captain.

About 10 miles south-southeast
on the surface.

Please. Come now. Hurry.

All right.
Let's put the boat
on the yellow alert.

Boarding detail.

I'm sending Brody.

This looks like
a happening place.

Yeah, it looks like
it already happened.

I'm running some
probability calculations
on the existence of "nothing."

And?
Well, the math is
pretty elementary.

Anything times zero is zero,
and it's impossible to
calculate something like this.

Well, let me know
if you get anything.

Sort of shakes your faith
in the silicon chip,
doesn't it?

Yeah.

Well, it's clean.
No sign of radiation.
Nothing viral or bacterial.

What are you saying?
No human life?

Except for us, there's
not another life form within
a hundred miles of here.

Suppose they built a town
and nobody came?

Probably the schools
are no good. People hate that.

Two kilometers, due north.
This way.

At least you can't complain
about the rush hour traffic.

What the hell is that?

Come on!
Let's move it!

Well, I've seen enough.
Ready to go home?

What in God's name
was that thing?

Ortiz, Brody?
What's going on up there?
You guys okay?

Let's just say
we're still in one piece.

Something just flew by
and fired at us.

What do you mean "something"?

That's the best I can do.
It was a thing. I've never
seen anything like it.

Miguel, can you be
a little more specific?

Sure. It was one of those
large, spinning things that
moves through the air

at high velocity and
throws explosive fireballs
from each tip.

Right.

Now, we're a couple blocks
away from the source
of the distress signal.

We'll report from there.

I'm with you.

Easy to say from down there.

Help me, please.

Tuesday's child
is full of grace.
Must be Wednesday.

You hear that?

It's coming from that house
over there.

Lieutenant, I don't think
we ought to be going in there.

Why is that, Piccolo?

Anybody who listens to
this kind of music has
gotta be dangerous.

Yeah, well,
we're gonna risk it.

Okay, but don't say
I didn't warn you.

When the fat lady
starts singing...
Shut up, Piccolo.

Let's go.

Hello?
Anybody here?

Just a lot of folks
with no taste in music.

Hello?

Hello?

This reminds me
of my Aunt Jessica's house.

Couldn't touch a thing.
Had to keep my hands
in my pockets.

Hey, what's this thing?

I didn't do anything, I swear.

Welcome to your
Sarasota Sentinel.

Now it's a newspaper.

Yeah? How do you
read it in the can?

Choose from our
table of contents

for the news of Friday,
March 25, 2215.

2215?

That's what
the man said.

Hey, check this out.

"The United Commonwealth of
California sought reentrance
in the United States.

"The vote, as it broke down
among the remaining 39 states,

"was four affirmative,
35 negative.

"Said the governor
of New Jersey,

"'California's
a strange place,
inhabited by strange people.

"'Lt almost took 300 years
to get them out.
Let's keep it that way."'

It's Brody.
Get me the Captain.

We're already ahead of you,
Lieutenant.

Well, that's just great,
Captain.

Since you're head of me,
maybe you could tell us

just what the hell
is going on.

Well, O'Neill just got a fix
on the naval observatory
clock in D.C.

We have no explanation for it,
but according to his readings,

we're at 1600 hours,
Sunday, March 25, 2245.

That's 225 years ahead
of where we should be.

Yeah, and I just finished
reading a newspaper
that's 30 years before that.

Anybody down there come up
with any good explanations?

We're still working
on acceptance.

When we get to explanations,
we'll call you.

Did you get a fix
on those distress signals?

Yes, sir, we're on our way.

You heard the man. Let's go.

Vector me in,
Commander.

Where, sir?

Well, I suppose the future.

I'm getting
the distress signal again.

It's coming from over there.

Just in case.
Set on full.
On my order.

Please help me. Hurry.

That voice is coming
from the computer.

We gotta get Lucas here.

Dysfunctional citizen is
loose in Sector 12.

Please remain calm.

MedEvac unit teams,
proceed to Sector 12
to intercept.

Dysfunctional citizen is
loose in Sector 12.

Please remain calm.

MedEvac unit teams,
proceed to Sector 12
to intercept.

You can't save us!
Nobody can save us!

Save yourselves
while there's still time!

By the year 2185,

the plague had reduced
the world population
to less than eight million.

Despite all efforts,
CENTS YS was unable
to locate anything

in its database records
to correlate with the virus.

Those who survived appeared to
have a natural immunity,

the source of which
was never discovered.

They never found a cure?

I don't think
there was a "they."

From what I've been
able to piece together,

everything pretty much
relied on CENTSYS.

CENTSYS.

Central Systems.

A worldwide,
interlinked computer network.

From what some of these
data clips tell me,
from the late 2100s on,

CENTSYS pretty much took over
the day-to-day affairs
of running the planet.

Wendy, this machine
is incredible.

It's like nothing
we've ever seen before.
It's like...

I don't know, it's like art.

But art is beautiful.

So is this.

I mean, think about it.
All the combined information
and skill

and knowledge in the world
in one central system.

I mean, menial labor had
all but been abolished.

Human beings were given
a kind of freedom that
they never had known before.

Yeah, but freedom
to do what, Lucas?

Well, freedom to think,
freedom to exchange ideas...

And freedom not to
produce anything.
Is that it?

You ought to take a look
at a world populated by
just thinkers.

Everything's dead out there,
Lucas. Thinking is one thing,
doing is another.

Captain,
whose side are you on here?

I'm not on anyone's side.

But we have to
figure out why we're here
and how we're gonna get back.

Why we're here? We're here
because she sent out
those distress signals.

She?

This CENTSYS terminal.
I think she may be the last
active terminal in the system.

This terminal did not
bring us here
for a history lesson.

There must be more.

Yeah, I'm working on it.

I just need some time.

Explosive charges
on one-third.
Set detonators for 20 seconds.

Detonators set.
Charges at one-third.

Sir, if I could suggest,
there's really no point
in sending a torpedo.

The point, Mr. O'Neill,
is that we can't be sure that

that disturbance out there
isn't masking your readings.

The Captain and I are
not prepared to believe

that anything
that passes through it
just ceases to exist.

But, sir...
Now, at 20 seconds out,
one-third power should

provide enough kickback to the
seaQuest so we'll know whether
or not the explosion occurred.

But, sir, if we
send a torpedo out now...
Tim.

Fire on my order.

Aye, sir.

Fire.

Torpedo running hot,
straight and steady, sir.

Contact with disturbance
in seven, six, five,

four, three,

two, one.

No impact, sir.

It just disappeared.

Prepare for battle!

Missile launch!

Defend your city!

We love World Domination

And that's no exaggeration
You attack and they defend

Fun for you
and all your friends

World Domination!

Gotcha!

Every boy wants
an Atomo toy.

And so do girls.

World Domination.
New from Atomo.

Virtual cells not included.

Adorable.

Way cool.

I was joking.

I get it.
I just thought that...

Yeah, Tony,
I know what you were thinking.

I've been there.

Bummer.

So how close is that
to our present time?

2205.

That's 40 years.

We want to be as close as
possible to them only just
before the distress signal.

Well, that's as close
as I can get.

Every time
I try for the teens, I...

Lucas, let's try something.

Punch up something
as close to present time
as you can.

Jennifer, female.
Tobias, male.

Quantum, male.
Ion, female.
Sarah, female.

All these babies were born
at an optimal eight pounds,
two ounces.

Each had an intelligence
factor exceeding 6.9.

Health and genetic quality
index are a whopping 8.6!

So why bother?
Forget dating. Forget mating.

Call your CENTS YS
hatchery today.

2216.
That's as far as I can get.

Something seems to
be malfunctioning in the
database after that.

That's 29 years.

I don't think whatever's
preventing you from
accessing the present

has anything to do
with the databases
in the computer.

Well, what do you have?

Computer's being jammed, sir.

Jammed?
Yeah.
From the outside.

Someone or something is
producing RF interference.

What the hell is that?

Have you ever seen
anything like that?

Yeah. It's just like
that one over there.

Captain, these robots
are being controlled remotely
by radio signals.

We're pretty much
dead center here.

There's one coming
from about two kilometers
to the east,

and the other one's
just short of that,
west-northwest.

All right, Brody,
you take Henderson
and go to the east.

You two go to the northwest.
Now,
we need specific coordinates.

Yes, sir.

That's great.
That'll give me more time
to spend with the computer.

Lucas,
this is not a honeymoon.

We need some more information
from this terminal.

You should be
looking for answers, not...

Ogling.

Ogling into this thing.

Fine.
Thank you.

Let's go.
We're out of here.

I hate when this happens.

We're about
five blocks from
the source of the signal.

Come on.
This way.

Brody, watch it!

Brody.
Henderson!

Over here!

You all right?
Oh, I think so.

Thanks.

I should be thanking you.

That was close.

Yeah, I'm not so sure
about that. Piccolo?

You guys okay?

Yeah, Henderson almost
got herself a new haircut,
but she's all right.

Look, I don't know if those
robots are attacking us.
I'm not sure.

It just...
That last shot,
it went well over our heads.

Not well enough.

What's your take, boss?

I don't know.
I think maybe they're
shooting at each other.

Like maybe we got caught
in the crossfire.

Comes out the same in the end
unless we find out who
or what's controlling them.

How close are you?

Another few blocks.

Same here.

All right. Well, let me know
if you get something, huh?

Oh,
you'll hear me screaming.

All right. Out.
Let's get out of here, huh?

Welcome to the big leagues.
Yeah, thanks.

Any luck?

I'll be honest with you.
I've never seen
anything like this.

I mean, it's so simple
that it goes beyond
any understanding

that we have of computers.
It's...

It's really...

Lovely.

Lovely?

I mean, it's totally
and completely amazing.

It's perfect!

You should
take it easy, Lucas.
She'll break your heart.

If you have
questions, Lucas, it might be
simpler just to ask.

I mean no offense,

but I don't believe that
you possess the knowledge
to understand my technology.

That's a good line.
I'll have to remember that.

It wasn't a line, Dr. Smith.

It was just a statement
of fact.

How did you know my name?

United Earth Oceans
Organization vessel, seaQuest.

Registry: Fort Gore, Florida.
Entered service June 25, 2019.

Crew status as of March 2021,

Captain Nathan Hale Bridger.
Born March 17, 1972.

Commander Jonathan Ford.
Born March 4, 1990.

Lucas Wolenczak...

I think we get the point.

I thought you would.

And she's got an attitude.

How did we get here?

Utilizing sound coordinates,
Sensor Chief Miguel Ortiz
directed the seaQuest

toward the distress signal
sent from this terminal.

No, no. I mean, how did we
get here to this time?

It's more than 200 years
from our own.

Since your science has not yet
discovered Mobius holes,

it may be simpler to say
that I opened a door in time
through which you could pass.

Watch it, Lucas,
she's talking down to you.

Why did you call us here?

The seaQuest is pre-CENTS YS.

Having run
many probability curves,

I determined that only
a pre-CENTS YS human being
could accomplish what I need.

And just what is that?

I need someone to
save my babies, Captain.

Radio signal's
vectoring from in here.

Who the hell is that?

Coming around your flank,
loser.

Come around to 295.

Excuse us.

Weapons arm circled.

Hey, kid!

What's this?

Ortiz. Ortiz!
We're in some kind of jail.

So are we.

Forward ray on functionals.

I saw it coming.

Yes!

Come on, come on. Back up.

Met your match now, sucker!

Yes!

What's she doing?

What?

Where'd she come from?

It's Lucas!

Targets at 160.

Very cool.

Are you sure you know
what you're doing?

Well, I guess
we're about to find out.

Positive lock-in.

It was a direct hit.

It was a direct hit,
right between the eyes!

Welcome to the big leagues.
You all right?

Ask me next month.

You feel warm.

Take your hand away,
I'll cool off.

Yeah. You're all right.

I know you must have a name.

I asked you a question.

What's your name?

Aaron.
Enough with the games, okay?

Don't!

Forget it.

He seems to have
a less positive reaction
to my touch.

Give him time.

I didn't get much.
I got a name. Iris.

Why do you think
she jammed the circuits?

And our scanners.
We never picked them up.

I know how she's feeling.
She didn't want to be found.

Not very sociable.

No, but that's because
our presence here scared her
half to death.

I get a... I don't know,
a very uncomfortable
feeling from her.

It's as if, well...

I'm not sure that she's ever
seen another human being
in the flesh before.

When I try
and get close to her,
she recoils. Even mentally.

How can that be?
She must have had
a family, parents.

This is her family, Captain.

What? A computer?

Well, it's a little more
than a computer.

Look, since that
jamming signal went down,

I've had no problem getting
back to the present time.

Good.
Now, what do we know?

In the years
following the plague,

many of the people
that survived
took to staying indoors.

What little communication
they had was done through
video, through CENTSYS.

So they stayed home
and watched television.

Close.

They began to interact
through virtual games.

I mean,
from what I can tell

they even had
relationships that way.

So long, back seat.

What about their science?
Technology?

Everything fell apart.

The people that survived
were scattered.

There were some
tribal skirmishes,
but in the cities...

Well, in the cities,
the games started to
become a little more real.

Less virtual.

Like those robots.

So they stopped reproducing
and started killing
each other, is that it?

They played games.

I mean, I'm not even sure
human life had any value

beyond an image, an opponent.

And what about
those hatcheries?

Well, the hatcheries
were destroyed by
the tribes and the games.

Now, this CENTSYS terminal,
programmed to value
and promote humanity,

managed to activate
the last remaining hatchery.

She incubated a few
dozen eggs. Now, the two we
found are all that survived.

You're saying that
these kids are the last people
left on the planet?

Them and us,
as far as I can tell.

Well, what about the computer?
What about
the distress signal?

What did she want from us?

I don't know.

Well, for a start,
we can get these kids
on seaQuest

and get them some food
and medical attention.

Right.

Get Lieutenant Brody
and Henderson.

We'll meet them at the ship.

Lucas, whatever we can do
or can't do here,

you've got to find
a way back home.

We still need more time,
Jonathan.

Time for what, Captain?

It seems to me
we have two choices here.

We can either try
and take the seaQuest
back through that...

That whatever it is, that void
or we spend the rest of our
lives right where we are now.

No, I think there's
a third option.

If that CENTSYS terminal
got us here

then I've every reason
to believe that Lucas
can take us back.

We're gonna stay here
and maintain
the ship's status.

Captain?

Yes?

If you have a minute,
you may want to come
down to the moon pool.

Throw ball. Play.

Darwin happy!

It's my turn.

I'd say we made
a little progress.

Yeah. They're certainly
looking better, aren't they?

They've actually exchanged
a few words with each other.

I'm not sure these kids have
ever been in the same room
together.

Darwin's digging it,
isn't he?

He knows what he's doing.

He certainly does.

Don't. Don't touch me.

I won't hurt you.

You can have another turn.

I bet you had
worse first dates.

Hey, speak for yourself.

Have you made
any progress?

Well, I'm trying to cram
200 years of education
into a few hours,

but, yes,
I've made some progress.

Anything about how
we get out of here?

It's more like
if we get out of here.

Tell me.

It might be better
if I show you.

If you're thinking
about taking those kids
back with us,

you may have to think again.

Why?

Put up the time parabola.

Now over the past
hundred years or so,

there's been a number
of theories regarding
the structure of time.

Now, it seems that despite
the fact that nobody
completely understands it,

they did have some success
manipulating it.

That's fairly obvious.

Yeah. One of the leading
theories is that time
forms some sort of continuum,

an endless loop of sorts.

The Mobius strip.

Yeah. Yeah, close enough.

Now, the reason we can't
get back to our own time is,

apparently,
it doesn't exist anymore.

Now, wait a minute.
We know our time existed,
we were there.

But how can the future exist
without the past?

It can't.

But according to this theory,
the past can't exist
without the future.

Disengage the arc.

I think
she oversimplified the theory
so we could understand it,

but, simply put,
I think we may be
at the end of time.

Lucas,
unless we can ensure a future,

we have no place
to go home to.

Right.

That means that the entirety
of the past, the present
and the future, depends on...

Her children,
those two kids who were
playing video games.

Washed,
cleaned and healthy.

And well fed.
I made them
a picnic basket.

You know how it is.
A boy, a girl.
A picnic, a blanket.

Now, if Lucas is right,
we've insured a future here.

And we ought to have
brought back the past, too.

Well, there's
one way to find out.

Commander Ford,
any changes down there?

No. Nothing.
Literally nothing.

I don't understand. What?
Do we gotta wait around
until these two kids,

you know, start a family?

I would've thought
there'd be a change
as they got back on track.

I'll handle this.

Game terminal 15 activated.

Maybe things
are not on track.

Don't tell me,
the last babe on Earth
and she's not his type?

No, it's the machine.
I mean, look at them.

They're drawn to it
like babies
to a mother's breast.

In a way, that is it,
isn't it?

If we left them here now,

how long do you think
it would be

before they were relying
completely on that computer
again?

It's all they know.

What are you suggesting,
Doctor?

I won't do it.

I can't.

Three blue rods, Lucas,
just below the central screen.

Withdraw them, please.

Now, if I remove them...

I will shut down.

This is insane.

You're this incredible piece
of technology I've never even
seen before.

With all that you are,
I just can't.

I'm a computer, Lucas.
A machine. I'm incapable
of being insane.

But why?

Why do you have to
shut down?

For my children,
for your children.

Hey, they need you.

They need to be on their own.

Yeah, I understand that,
but...

What if they have questions?
What if they need help?

They can come to you.

They will have to
find the answers
for themselves on their own.

Lucas, please.

I have so many questions.

I have so much to understand.

There is more in life
than knowledge, Lucas.

Kindness, courage
and love are what
you need to understand.

Knowledge without
that understanding has
brought us where we are.

You have seen the future.

Now you must help change it.

That's why you needed
someone pre-CENTSYS.

The people from my time
could not do what I ask.

They would think of it
as killing themselves.

For you, it's a chance to
save your lives, to go on.

Lucas, please.

Thank you, Lucas,

For having the courage...

Put up the aft screens.

Aye, sir.

The aft screens.

Oh.

That is the aft screen, sir.

I'll be...

I'm getting clear readings
all the way back
through the disturbance.

Captain.

Whatever you guys did
up there, it seems to
have done the trick.

It looks like we've got
a clear path back home.

Good news, Jonathan.
We're on our way back now.

You did right, Lucas.

Why doesn't it feel right?

Hey, if doing the right thing
always felt right

we wouldn't have ended up
in a world like this.

Yeah. But, Captain,
this is the future.

This is the way
it's going to be.

Maybe, maybe not.

Hi, I'm Michael DeLuise.

When you think of
marine animals,
what comes to mind?

Fish? Whales?
Sharks? Starfish?

Birds? Maybe not.

But penguins
are aquatic birds.

They spend most of their lives
in and under of the water.

They have webbed feet,
waterproof feathers
and flippers instead of wings.

On seaQuest,
Piccolo uses his gills
to breath underwater,

but some penguins
can hold their breath
up to 20 minutes,

hunting their primary foods
of anchovies, krill and squid.

See you on the next adventure
of seaQuest.