Previously on "The Ark"...
Their message sounded like they're in trouble.
You're heading down there. Is it safe?
- Of course it's safe. - They're all dead.
Admiral Ben Hammond of "Ark 4."
Meet Milan Petrovic, head of Homebase 1 security.
I believe Kelly Fowler should be freed.
I have to go out in the exploration zone.
You want to come?
We're pinned down and won't be able to make it
to the shuttle. - "Pinned down"? By what?
Alien bloody creatures, mate.
I'm gonna pull 'em off this way.
No!
- Brice! - Run!
I'm so sorry, Eva, but he's dead.
I wish we had a funeral for Lieutenant Brice
like we did for Doc Morozov.
Brice always thought he was gonna die young
from Klampkins and made it very clear he didn't want us
wallowing in grief for him.
And yet here we are.
Well, I mean, I didn't know him as well as you lot did,
but Brice always seemed like a "raise a glass of scotch
and celebrate me" kind of guy. - No, no.
A whiskey from the homeland tasted like piss.
Which do you think he hated more,
Scotch or William Trust?
Hammond to senior staff. Report to the bridge.
Can he do that, just call a meeting?
Apparently, he thinks he can.
So I've been reviewing your logs
and I--
What are you looking at?
Uh, sir.
Sorry, it was the only free cabin.
Your lieutenant was the same size.
As I said, I read your logs,
and I want to set course for the Tyson system.
Wait, hold on. Who's in charge?
Sharon, obviously.
I respect your field promotion, Captain,
but I still outrank you.
In what? The GSA is gone.
Excuse me?
You know the GSA charter, Admiral.
It clearly states we were to get humanity to new homeworlds
and relinquish control to civilian governance.
Then how does this all work?
"Ark 1" is crewed by a mix of former GSA and EF volunteers
who've chosen to follow Captain Garnet.
"Ark 1" is now a Homebase 1 ship,
not a GSA ship.
I'm sorry I overstepped.
It won't happen again. - Good.
But if I may?
Did you know that when Evelyn Maddox fled
Homebase 1, she set a course in the shuttle nav system?
Yes.
So why haven't you investigated?
I thought it was more important to make contact
with the Ross colony.
Even though I warned you not to come?
Well, that's a weird way to say thanks.
"Ark 1's" mission is to save people at risk
and bring them to Homebase.
Okay, and don't you think
there might be people where Maddox was going?
Yeah, people that want to kill us.
Or people who are suffering, just as the people of Homebase
were suffering before you intervened.
So you want to investigate now?
Tyson 5E. It can't support life.
So it's likely a rendezvous point.
Exactly.
Whoever Maddox was meeting
might still be there waiting for her.
We can drop out of FTL here, right behind Tyson's moon.
To hide us from any ships in orbit.
Solid plan.
Okay, let's set a course.
Admiral, a moment?
You read my logs. I read your files.
I appreciate your experience.
- But not enough to follow me? - No.
But you'd clearly be an asset.
I could use a number two.
Kelly?
Where are--
What am I wearing?
I don't know.
- You changed my clothes? - No.
I just woke up a minute ago.
Why aren't you wearing these weird clothes?
Again, I don't know.
We were in the woods.
There was a flash of light, and here we are.
No signal.
Okay.
My implants are on, and I'm not even making a scratch.
There's no doors. How did we get in here?
What I want to know is...
How do we get out?
Captain Garnet, Ian and I have a report on--
Crewman, brief me first.
- Oh. - Seriously?
Chain of command.
As her second, it's my job to make sure her life is easier.
"Her second"?
Thank you, but we do things a little differently here.
They can report to me directly.
Captain, I gave up sunlight and fresh air at Homebase
to take orders from you. - And I'm still in command.
But you gave Brice's job to some guy who hitched a ride?
Let's all remember, the admiral earned his rank.
We can benefit from his experience.
My training is in peaceful missions,
same as Captain Garnet.
Is that good enough for you, crewman?
You have a report for the captain?
Oh, uh, yeah, um, we've been analyzing
the data on the solar shields we created at Ross.
I think we can make them sustainable.
Yeah, with a bit of work,
we can calibrate them to protect us
from different wavelengths of radiation
and electromagnetic pulses.
And maybe even small impacts from solid matter
like asteroid fragments.
How about impact from artillery?
Well, what ever happened to peaceful missions?
I want peace.
Doesn't mean everyone else does.
Uh-oh.
I know that look.
This?
This is my normal, handsome, everyday look.
It's your "dying to say something
but biting your tongue" look.
No, it's not my place.
I want to respect your boundaries.
Ha, says the man trying to nickname me Curly
because he dreamed it.
Yeah, about that...
I think I understand now
why you think our time in the coma wasn't real.
I spent decades learning astrophysics, right?
Now it turns out it was just my brain
creating fake science.
So what else did my brain make up?
I appreciate that.
But I still want to know what's on your mind.
Isn't it obvious?
I don't trust Hammond.
Because he tried to take command?
Because he backed down too easily.
I mean, does that sound like any admiral you ever met?
Leaving FTL in three, two...
now.
Well, you cut that a little close, Kimi.
Plan called for us to get as near to the moon as possible.
And we got here in one piece.
Call that good work, Lieutenant Joma.
Passive scans only, Alicia.
Let's try not to alert anyone to our presence.
It might be a little bit late for that.
It's "Ark 22." They have energy weapons.
You remember what I said about people
wanting to kill us? - Can your shield stop them?
No, we're still upgrading them.
We're being hailed.
Charge FTL fast.
Send them to my screen.
Oh.
Smart hiding place.
Didn't work but smart.
Let me guess--you're looking for Evelyn Maddox?
Not exactly.
I'm Captain Sharon Garnet of "Ark 1."
Kurtis Drake, leader of "Ark 22."
We were investigating why Evelyn Maddox may--
You're a clone,
you and the gentleman at your side.
Uh, what makes you think I'm a clone?
Well, because I'm married to you.
I'm married to one of you.
- This is, um, Jill. - Hi, there.
Is it conceited to say you're very beautiful?
Even in those drab colors.
Oh, and we do have J6-82s on board as well.
Richard, Clark, come and say hi.
Oh. Hello, brother.
Hey. - Yeah.
Did you know there were other clones of you?
N--
Come on over. It'd be lovely to have you.
No, we don't give up our people.
You misunderstand. This is not a request.
He's charging weapons.
Fire on my mark.
Three, two, one.
- All right, we'll go. - We'll come. We'll come over.
Good.
I look forward to it.
Don't take too long.
No, you can't go over there.
We don't have a choice.
Admiral Hammond has command while I'm gone.
Really?
Those are my orders.
Keep this ship safe.
This could be a good thing, right?
I mean, means there's more of us in the universe.
Who have a whole lot of weapons pointed at us.
Yeah, there is that.
I don't like this.
We should have hidden weapons in the shuttle.
Weapons or not, they're outnumbered.
Clear of "Ark 1."
Godspeed, Captain.
"Ark 1," out.
Okay, so what's your plan to get them home?
Is the FTL charged?
Yeah, but--
Ugh. I really don't like that guy.
It's a little early, Felix.
Yes, well, I've been trying to reach you since last night.
My WD is off. What do you need?
Um...
You're watching video of Brice's death?
Garnet sent me the footage
from the shuttle's hull cameras.
Have you slept?
Don't torture yourself like this, Eva.
I have to see it.
May I ask you to take a break?
I have something to show you.
Please.
It's a new concept. - Okay, what it is?
There they are.
Come here.
I'm sorry.
I don't normally like people invading my personal space.
However, given the circumstances...
He was a good man, I guess.
So what did you have to show me, Felix?
That you are not alone.
Thank you.
Sit down.
You eaten?
You should eat. - Stop mothering her.
I'm doctoring her.
I could definitely eat. Who are we waiting for?
Angus. I couldn't get a hold of him.
Neither could I.
Well, I'm not gonna wait for him.
I'm gonna go and get some breakfast.
You do that.
Hey, you want some coffee?
Who do you think put us here?
I'm more worried about what put us here.
Yeah, you have a point.
These walls are too smooth to be natural.
They had to have been machine-honed,
which means someone pretty advanced built these.
God, I just--I wonder about the light from these crystals.
Is it electric, naturally occurring,
filtered through from some different--
Can you stop that?
You said it's not making a dent.
Kelly, I said stop--
Man, Kelly, you're trashing your hand.
It doesn't hurt that much.
You're obviously in pain. Take a break.
It's not my hand that hurts. It's my ears.
With my implants on, I hear this awful noise.
Turn the implants off.
Besides, you don't want to go into organ failure.
Whoever took us will be back. I need to be ready to fight.
I'll fight them off till you get your implants back on.
That's funny.
Oh, you're serious.
Turn them off.
Better?
I guess.
At least I'm not hearing that screeching sound anymore.
Something's wrong.
I'm still hearing those sounds.
Wait, I hear them, too, now.
Wait. That's what they sounded like with your implants on?
It's not that bad.
Aah!
Ah, strike that.
And so I think we should take a moment of silence
for James Brice and Dr. Morozov.
Now we must move forward.
I'm afraid we have some more troubling news.
Two of Homebase 1's citizens are missing.
Angus Medford and Kelly Fowler went to the expanded zone
and never returned.
We lost contact.
You know what probably happened.
Kelly went psycho and killed her ex-boyfriend.
Let's not jump to conclusions.
I spent 3 years on "Ark 15" with her.
We can't trust her. - It's true!
Stop.
These speculations about Ms. Fowler end now.
She's proven herself repeatedly.
What's important is to find them.
I'm taking volunteers for a search party.
Thank you.
We'll leave after our last order of business.
It's no secret that, with the arrival
of "Ark 1" and "EF2,"
has led to some growing problems in our colony.
Our council has appointed a new sheriff, Milan Petrovic.
Some of you worked with Milan on "Ark 11"
when he was head of security.
We're sure that he will do as well at this position.
Sanji? Sanji, what's wrong?
- It's him. - Him--who?
- The sheriff. - What?
He's my ex-husband.
Hey, hey, are you crazy?
Sanji, I'm gonna talk to him.
- No. - Sanji!
No, I need to handle this myself.
No, I'll go. I'll talk to him.
Just give me a moment to think.
- Hello, Sanji. - Stay away from her.
- Damir. - Let me talk to him.
- I'll handle this. - Sanji.
Alone!
Okay.
I'll be in the dorm if you need me.
It's good to see you.
Um, can we talk somewhere more private?
Here's fine.
Fair enough. Um...
I owe you an apology.
I'm sober now.
I know that doesn't excuse anything, but...
I want you to know I'm not the man I was.
Good.
I'm not the woman I was either.
So leave me the hell alone.
If you go near Sanji ever again, I will end you.
You hear me, you piece of shit?
Loud and clear.
What, you gonna hit me, or you gonna let me go?
What's it gonna be, hmm?
Good to meet you, Damir.
For someone so concerned with GSA protocols...
I can't believe you just deserted Captain Garnet...
That's a direct violation of GSA codes.
I guarantee you no one will stand for it.
Are you finished, or are you just taking a breath?
How can you joke right now?
I'm actually trying to keep my patience
as you voice your concerns.
You abandoned Captain Garnet and Ian.
You heard the Captain's orders.
She said keep the ship safe. - Yeah, not run away.
Ms. Nevins, your shields still aren't repaired.
What does that have to do with--
And we don't have any weapons.
- We weren't under attack. - Drake had what he wanted.
There was no reason to assume that he wouldn't open up fire.
And there's no reason to assume that he would.
I won't risk the lives of the entire ship for two people!
We just risked this entire ship to save you on Ross.
And that was a bad move!
You lost your doctor and your number two.
The math doesn't work.
People aren't math.
Sometimes they are.
On Ross, Garnet traded two lives to save one.
Math.
She put me in charge because she knew
I wouldn't make the same mistake.
Or you're happy she's gone...
so you can have this ship.
Given the stress of what's happened,
I'm gonna pretend I didn't hear that...
Lieutenant Joma.
Thank you so much for coming over.
Yeah, well, we didn't have a choice.
I never would have fired.
Yeah, but sometimes a show of force keeps people
from getting the wrong idea.
Oh, I see, and the armed guards--
what kind of idea is that supposed to give us?
Oh, just a precaution.
I-I wanted to greet you privately,
but my wife-- yeah, she worries.
WDs, please.
Is that necessary?
We'll keep them safe in our security lockup.
- Can you roll up your sleeves? - Back off.
It's okay. We don't use J6-82s for organs.
- I have a name, and it's Ian. - Excellent.
I encourage you even to take a last name.
What's that for?
We need blood samples to make sure you're not Gen-3s.
Well, we're not.
Otherwise, we would have already developed psychosis.
That's not true.
There are the occasional late bloomers.
Easy way or hard way-- up to you.
You two don't seem to know much about clone science.
We know enough.
Original humans are Generation 1,
and us clones are Gen-2s.
And clones made from Gen-2 DNA are Gen-3.
Very good.
And Gen-3 brain cells are unstable,
and they do develop psychosis.
They're dangerous,
which is why we have to make sure you aren't one.
How do you know Evelyn Maddox?
Evelyn was a business acquaintance.
She sold me this Ark during Earth's last days.
Joke's on her. What does money matter now?
- Why were you meeting her? - I have no idea.
She called me, but something tells me she, um...
she won't be showing up just now, will she?
You could have told us that over comms.
Well, then I wouldn't have the pleasure
to meet you lovelies in person.
What do you want from us?
It's not what I want from you.
It's what you want from me.
- Ian? - Oh, I see it.
I don't quite believe it.
This ship is a safe haven for clones.
Wait, are you saying everyone on this ship is a clone?
It's great, isn't it?
Guys, how are you?
Thank you so much for dinner. - Ah!
No, it was delicious. It was perfect.
I never imagined so many clones survived Earth.
It's amazing.
Yeah, I mean, besides my brothers in the lab,
I've never even met another clone like me.
Same. I always thought it was just me and Denise.
I wonder how many of each Gen-2 models were made.
A lot.
The original humans designed clones to be exploited--
you know, labor, parts, experimentation.
So they wouldn't go to all that expense
only to create a few of us. - That's right.
Cloning was a business, and if they hadn't cut corners
by using Gen-2s to create Gen-3s,
the business would have never been outlawed.
I do have to admit, it does make a nice change
to see clones walking around with smiles on their faces.
So this is the part where you thank me
for saving you from that ship. - Saving us?
She was the freaking captain.
Of a GSA Ark?
They haven't exactly been allies
to the clone cause, have they?
The GSA doesn't exist anymore, mate.
We've got a new colony now, Homebase 1.
It's pretty nice, too, and clones are welcome there.
And valued, just like anyone else,
just like we are welcome on "Ark 1."
Oh, okay.
Then why did they leave you behind?
Working on a rescue plan?
If the admiral wants math, I'll give him math.
I've served under men like Hammond before.
He's not changing his mind.
I wish Lieutenant Brice was still here.
What gives him the right to decide how we proceed?
Garnet did when she left him in charge.
Well, he'll change his tune when I show him this.
I hope so, but, um, just in case...
here's a plan B.
It's always good to have a backup plan.
Are you searching for inhabitable worlds
to settle on?
Who's to say we haven't found one?
- Is that your old man? - Oh, no, no.
That's, um, Kurtis Drake prime,
the inventor of cloning science.
But in a way, he's the-- he's the father of us all.
You're his clone.
Yes, uh, but do not mistake my work for the creator's.
He sought wealth. - And what do you seek?
To build a place for us to live in harmony
without oppression from the original humans.
Clone society.
Well, forget the fact that your model was designed
for the rigors of space
or that you were made to be an organ donor.
Here we can be whatever we want--
doctors, scientists, poets.
Here we're free.
We have a colony you could join.
I mean, the two of you might be accepted, but all of us?
Old prejudices die hard, Captain.
Morgan to Drake. Can you come to medbay?
On my way, Doctor.
Oh, here's the mess hall.
The food is delicious.
Go on in. Relax. Have a meal.
I'm sure you'll have more questions later.
- No guards? - We have nothing to hide.
Uh...
- I figured it out. - You figured out what?
There are a lot of calculations on here
that fall outside of my expertise.
Alicia has a plan to save Captain Garnet and Ian.
Oh. I'm listening.
A while ago, William Trust created a weaponized EM pulse.
According to your logs, it nearly fried your engines.
Yes, but I figured out how to re-create it
in a way that we can fire off three shots safely.
Wow. Three shots.
And what about your shields?
Have you found a way
to recalibrate them to withstand "Ark 22" weapons?
- No, but-- - All right, stop.
But if the EM disables their weapons--
You're dismissed.
Sir, no one is happy we've left two of our own behind.
We've had this conversation.
I'm not gonna risk the lives of the entire ship on an if.
- Is this your final decision? - Yes, it's my final decision.
Now, unless you can--
I was really hoping we wouldn't have to do plan B.
No one in or out until we've got our captain back.
Time is not on our side.
If Kelly and Angus suffered an accident,
they'll need food, water, and medical attention.
We should pair up and widen our search.
I'll search with you, Felix.
I think not.
Who told you, Sanji or Marsh?
I would have never approved you as sheriff
if I'd known who you are.
Who I am, Felix,
is a guy who wants to help you find two missing people.
Hey.
Do you want my help or not?
This is a torture technique.
My WD is picking up patterns in the noise.
There's harmonic variations at frequencies
outside the range of human hearing.
So what does that mean?
It explains why you could hear it
when your implants were on. - How is that helpful?
I have no idea.
I don't know. I don't know.
Oh, Markovic. I'm glad you're here.
I could use your help to recalibrate the spectrograph
to run a chemical analysis on the tablet.
Maybe later.
This tablet
could be the greatest discovery of our lifetime,
maybe human history.
So what could possibly be more interesting than that?
Well...
maybe working on the tablet
will help take your mind off your grief.
Something happened to Brice as the shuttle took off.
- Eva. - Just watch.
First, an exhaust fume,
and there, he's gone.
I don't want to be harsh,
but, uh, something was eating him.
- Then where is his body? - I don't know.
I guess the creature dragged it away?
Or he--he walked away.
Eva...
I understand.
I really do.
I desperately miss Helena and Cat,
but I've had to accept that they're gone,
just like you have to accept that Lieutenant Brice is gone.
Now, come on.
Come and help me with the tablet, please?
No.
Sun's getting low, and it's still hot as hell.
Everyone's exhausted.
We can't stop until we find them.
Look, I get it.
Angus and Kelly are your people,
but we've been at this all day. - They're our people.
Sure.
But so are they.
Look, everyone here needs a meal
and a good night's sleep.
We can continue the search tomorrow.
Come on, man, tell me you're not tired.
I'm going to keep on looking. You can do what you want.
Well, you're a better man than me, Felix.
Okay, everyone who's ready to call it for the night,
follow me.
I can't take much more of this!
What?
I said, I can't take more of this!
Me either!
Maybe someone heard us?
Or the next torture is about to begin.
Get behind me.
Maybe we're supposed to go out?
It could be a trap.
Oh, shit. - Angus!
Maybe let's stay in here.
Welcome aboard.
- Ah. - Thank you.
Happy to be here.
Something's wrong here, right?
Yeah, Drake's pushing the hard sell a little too much.
Hey, girl!
I've totally got clothes in your size
if you, like, ever want to borrow them.
Uh, y-you know I do.
I knew it.
Have you noticed there's no other clones of Drake here,
but there are of everyone else?
Yeah, we're gonna need
to figure out his connection to Maddox,
get our WDs, and signal "Ark 1."
You don't really believe
we can rely on Hammond for help?
If we can make contact,
uh, maybe we can figure out a rescue plan
that won't put "Ark 1" in danger.
Fair enough.
Divide and conquer?
Yes, I'll get into the security lockup
and grab our WDs.
Right, I'll go to the server room,
see if there's any communications logs
with Maddox. - I don't know.
Going to the bridge might look suspicious.
What about Drake's quarters?
Maybe there's a WD there with some information on it.
Good idea.
Meet at the shuttle. - Yeah.
What have you got for me?
I ran the blood sample three times.
We finally found what we were looking for.
- You're not Clark. - Uh, yes, I am.
No, you're not.
No, I'm not.
You're one of the clones Kurtis freed from "Ark 1."
"Freed"?
Kidnapped, more like.
Oh, no.
No, I wouldn't do that if I was you.
Kurtis is gonna throw your ass out the airlock
for sneaking into our quarters. - Oh, yeah?
And tell me, what do you think would make Drake angrier--
me sneaking in here
or you dressed like that waiting for a guy named Clark?
What do you want?
What's Drake's connection to Maddox?
You tell me that, and I'll leave.
All's I know is Maddox was trying to help Kurtis
find a special G-44?
What's a G-44?
You're looking at one.
Ship full of us and still not the one he wants.
Sharon.
Oh, and you must be the new G-44 clone.
I'm Roger.
Nice to meet you.
Do you want to go for a drink sometime?
Excuse me?
It's just that I find that I'm most compatible with G-44s,
and I don't mean to brag,
but I usually sweep them off their feet.
I'll grab her legs.
Let's get her to Dr. Morgan before this wears off.
Well, I guess everyone's done playing nice.
Okay, listen up, team.
The moment we're out of FTL,
the bridge will fire an EM pulse at "Ark 22."
Once we have confirmation of a hit,
we'll launch and board.
We should expect heavy resistance.
Bridge to Kimi-- we're two minutes out.
Are you ready?
We're locked and loaded, bridge.
Wow.
You shouldn't be conscious.
Our metabolism is fantastic, isn't it?
Triple the dosage on the sedative.
Don't worry.
This won't hurt too much.
Where's Garnet?
- Medbay. - Oh, yeah?
- You don't have to do this. - Yes, I do. You're the one.
What does that mean?
Shh.
Go to sleep now.
Sharon!
Ian!
Let's get the hell off this ship.
Sasha, you have a handle on the EM pulse, right?
- Yep. - Good.
Timing is everything on this.
Leaving FTL
in three, two, one...
Fire EMP, Sasha.
At what?
There's no sign of "Ark 22."
Oh, no.
We can't get a visual on "Ark 22."
We're too late. "Ark 22" has left.
I asked you to do one thing.
I know. I'm sorry. I just saw red.
That--that can't happen again.
It won't. I-I promise.
I need to handle this my way.
I know.
Last thing I would want to do is hurt you.
Okay? - Okay.
Yeah, I'm sorry.
Why are you looking at Milan's file?
I just wanted to see who we're dealing with.
We are not dealing with this. I am.
Why can't you understand that? - I do.
I do. I'm s--
Sanji.
- I need some time alone. - Oh, come on.
I said I need some time.
Or do I need to tell you that twice, too?
I tried to keep Felix from searching too far
from the settlement, but he is determined
to find Angus and Kelly.
You need to take this more seriously.
I am taking this seriously,
but there's nothing we can do.
You could have stopped Felix from searching further.
Well, it's not like he's gonna find the two kids.
Ves, we both know what happened to them.
Do we?
Because if you're right,
we have a much bigger problem than we thought.