- Previously on "The Ark"...
- [panting]
- Lieutenant Brice? It's me, Dr. Morozov.
- You really think they're down there?
- Only one way to find out.
- We have to get a signal to "Ark 1."
- Slide under the door first. - [grunting]
- I've got to read all about you.
- I really wished you'd let this go.
- [groans]
- Yes! It sent.
[gunshots]
- You have to fix me.
[dramatic music]
- What the hell?
[computer beeps]
[computer chimes]
- So the message arrived with a looping distress signal.
- A home beacon-- it's coming from Ross.
- Can you pinpoint its location on the planet?
- We'd have to be much closer for that.
- I want to believe this as much as you do, Ava,
but I saw Brice die with my own eyes.
I don't see how it could be him.
- The signal came on a secure GSA frequency
embedded with Brice's ID number.
- It would take someone with access
to proprietary GSA passwords and information to fake it.
- So even if it's not James--
- Someone is asking for help.
We leave in an hour. - I'm coming with you.
- Damn straight you are.
[suspenseful music]
♪ ♪
- You're giving him blood?
- His blood pressure dropped last night.
He has some internal bleeding.
I'm giving him clotting agents.
Are you going somewhere?
- "Ark 1" needs me,
and, to be honest, I need some space.
- Can we talk about it?
- Um, not right now.
"Ark 1" leaves in 45 minutes.
- Okay.
- Look, the time away, it'll do us some good.
I can clear my head up there.
- I understand.
- We're both just doing our best.
- Promise me you'll be careful out there, okay?
- Yeah.
- Hey.
- Let's talk when I get back.
- I'll be here.
- Admiral Hammond knows Ross better than we do,
but I can't raise him on comms,
and we don't have time to wait for him.
- If I find him before you're out of range,
I'll put him on with you for guidance.
- Thank you.
- Are you sure you don't want me to come?
- Stay with Angus. Enjoy your time together.
- Thanks.
And the adjustments I made to the shields
will give you more time in Ross's solar storms.
Just remember to reroute no more than 10%
of the gravitons to "Ark 1's" exterior.
For more power, you can-- - Alicia, don't worry.
I've got it. - Okay.
Good luck. I hope you find Brice.
- Thanks.
♪ ♪
[uplifting music]
♪ ♪
[vitals monitor beeping]
[beeping rapidly]
[droning beep]
[tense music]
- [sighs]
- Dr. Marsh.
♪ ♪
- Clear.
[defibrillator thumps]
[rapid beeping, droning beep]
Clear.
[defibrillator thumps]
[rapid beeping, droning beep]
Clear. [defibrillator thumps]
[droning beep]
[sighs]
Time of death, 10:45.
♪ ♪
- So once Kelly and I got out of the chamber,
there were, like, 10 of them waiting for us.
- Then Alicia scared them off with her WD.
- We all feared the worst.
- How well did you see them?
- Well enough to see they were human.
- They're not human.
- They definitely looked like it.
- Like our John Doe?
- I think he was one of them.
He was wearing Angus's clothes.
- Unless all ten of them stowed away on one
or more of our ships, got here,
and then somehow built a giant underground complex
in a few weeks, they're not human,
and to think so is idiotic.
- What Mr. Trust is trying to say,
in his usual sweet way,
is that evolving here to be identical to us--
- Except their ears and vocal cords.
- Yes, even with those differences,
the odds of that sort of parallel evolution
are astronomical. - But not zero.
And this isn't the first thing we've seen on Homebase
that kind of seems like it. - Such as?
- The trees.
They look like Earth trees.
And, I mean, I haven't had a chance to test the dead bird
we found yet since we got snatched and all,
but it sure looked like a Eurasian blackbird.
- So test it. Test everything.
I think you'll find it's as much about Earth
as those cave creatures.
- In the meantime, whoever-- whatever these people are,
they're obviously intelligent.
We should try and communicate with them,
see if we can get some answers. - I don't agree.
We don't know what they had planned for Angus and Kelly,
and one of them already put our sheriff
in critical condition in Med Bay.
- Has anyone studied the garments
they had Angus dressed in?
- They appear to be made from a fabric
derived from local vegetation.
- Which might be Earth vegetation.
- Or might not.
- Listen, just let me go back out there
and collect fresh plant and tree samples,
perform a full analysis DNA spectroscopy.
- You want to go back to the forest
where we just rescued you and Kelly from?
- We can send an armed security officer
to accompany you. - I vote against it.
It's too risky. Avega?
- I think we should let him look further,
but limited to daylight hours.
- I guess I'm outvoted.
If you insist on going back, please be careful out there.
- I'm going too.
I'm not letting Angus out of my sight.
[watch chirps]
- Ms. Ilic, please report to Med Bay.
- Excuse me.
- Oh, Mr. Trust, we could really
use your knowledge out there.
- I think not. If you'd excuse me.
I hear lunch is very good today.
[soft dramatic music]
♪ ♪
- Last I heard, he was stable.
- He went into cardiac arrest.
I tried to save him, but I couldn't.
I'm sorry. - I don't trust you, Marsh.
First Kabir tells me Milan was abusive.
Next thing I know, he dies under your care.
- No doctor wants to lose a patient,
no matter who they are. I know he meant a lot to you.
I'm very sorry.
- This isn't over.
[tense music]
♪ ♪
- [sighs]
- Hey, you see those stolons?
The narrow blades folded at the midrib?
Pointed tips like a monocot.
We might have something here.
- What's it look like?
- Poaceae maybe?
Can you imagine if it was a match for a species on Earth?
Like--like, what would that even mean?
- [chuckles]
- What?
I'm being serious.
- I just missed you, that's all.
- Ah. Thank you.
[both chuckle]
- [sighs]
[screams] - Alicia?
[tense music]
♪ ♪
- Is that Admiral Hammond?
[sighs] - Okay.
[keyboard clacking]
- Preparing to disengage FTL.
- Stand by, Eva.
- In three, two, one.
[whooshing]
- Shields activated.
- Here we are again.
[alarm beeping]
- Eva? - Stand by.
- Eva?
[beeping]
- We're good now.
Shields will hold for ten hours.
- Okay.
10 hours of shields, and, uh, only 92 minutes
until the sun sets on the Ross colony.
We need to move fast. - EVA suits?
- Didn't need them last time,
and it's hot as hell down there.
- All right, no EVA suits.
Dr. Kabir, meet us in the shuttle dock.
- Make sure your straps are tight.
This will get bumpy.
- Once we're through, let's track the distress signal
and touch down near its source.
- You mean Brice. - Uh, hopefully.
We need to get him and get back in the shuttle before sunset.
[engine roaring]
[steady beeping]
Looks like it might be coming from the colony.
- Heading in that direction.
- Signal's getting stronger.
[beeping quickens]
- Looks like someone dropped a bomb on it.
- This is where you were attacked by those creatures?
- Yeah.
They were attacking the building when we left.
I guess they finished the job.
- No one could survive in there.
- Yeah, which means no one can send a signal from there.
- Look, we're honing in on the signal.
- Oh, yeah, that's far away from the structures.
- What is that?
- The noise from the solar flare.
Do you mind, Captain? - Please.
[keys chirping]
[steady beeping]
There. - Should I adjust course?
- 15 degrees right, 6 kilometers out.
- Copy.
[engine humming]
[steady beeping]
- Looks like it's somewhere inside that forest.
- I don't see any structures.
- There's no indication of any.
- Beacon is 2.1 kilometers in.
♪ ♪
- Okay.
Close enough if we hurry.
Set down there by the tree line.
We'll hoof it from there.
♪ ♪
- Well, too bad Angus isn't here.
These trees are the same as the ones on Homebase.
- Which makes no sense.
- Do we need to be worried about those creatures
coming out for a snack?
- I'm not reading any heat signatures.
I think we're clear. - Okay. Everyone ready?
Eva? - Are you okay, Eva?
- Yeah. Oh.
Uh, I guess I'm a little nervous.
The tracker startled me. - Understandable.
- Hey, no matter what, we're here for you, okay?
- Yeah. Thank you.
- All right, we have 26 minutes until we have to turn back.
Let's be smart with our time.
♪ ♪
- Is that--
- Completely identical to the one on Homebase?
- Yeah, does anyone have a good explanation
for two identical structures on planets
32 light years apart? - That's not all.
[soft dramatic music]
♪ ♪
On Homebase, Angus's WD could barely get through the walls.
How did we receive Brice's signal from here?
- It seems like a trap.
Why else would the door just be propped open?
- A trap by who?
- Well, maybe this planet has its own people living in caves?
- We don't want to end up locked
in there like Angus and Kelly.
- Well, we can't just leave James in there.
- If he's in there.
- Look, I'm going in with or without you--
- Hold on! Hold on.
No one's going rogue.
Kimi, what do you think?
- We're armed. I say we go in.
- I agree. Eva and I will take lead.
Kimi, watch our six. Ian, cover our flanks.
Sanji, stay by me. - Mm-hmm.
- Got it.
[suspenseful music]
[grunts]
♪ ♪
[beeping]
- It looks just like the inside of the Homebase tunnel.
- But how?
- Better question is, who built it?
♪ ♪
[beeping quickens]
- This way.
We're getting close.
♪ ♪
[beeping quickens]
[rapid beeping]
Oh.
It's coming from the other side of this wall.
- Okay, everyone, spread out.
See if you can find some way in,
uh, some kind of door or opening--
[deep rumbling]
Everyone, back!
♪ ♪
Kimi, stand guard.
♪ ♪
- Oh, God.
- Is he even alive?
- Please say he's alive.
- [grunts]
[all gasp]
- Get him free, now!
- [grunting]
- [straining] - [grunts]
- [grunting]
- Eva, come on! Eva.
- Wait.
Get this.
You got this.
- [gasping, panting]
- Easy. Easy.
- [coughing] - It's okay.
- [groans]
- [gasping]
[rumbling]
♪ ♪
- Dr. Marsh's medical report ruled
that Hammond died of a stab wound
caused by a large blade.
- Marsh, is he the best we can do
for a medical examiner?
- I am very, very sorry about Sheriff Petrovic--
I am-- but Marsh is a good doctor.
- Agree to disagree. - Hm.
Any other noteworthy findings?
- The woods were just a dump site.
Hammond was murdered elsewhere
and then dragged to where he was discovered.
- Ah.
Am I alone in suspecting these people,
or whatever they are, in the caves?
- The thought did cross my mind.
- Let's gather all the facts before we draw any conclusions.
There's no murder weapon yet,
but a security detail is combing the area now.
- We appreciate you taking the lead on this, Felix.
- You all right, Dr. Marsh?
- It never gets easier to lose a patient.
- Even that one?
- What's that supposed to mean?
- Well, I noticed you and Dr. Kabir's relationship
is sort of on the rocks.
- We have hit a rough spot, yes,
but what does that have to do with that patient?
- I looked him up.
Sheriff Petrovic was Dr. Kabir's ex-husband.
Did you know that? - You looked him up?
- I was curious. - How is that your business?
- I suppose it's not.
Is that what caused this rough spot?
- Why do you have so many questions, Jelena?
- I was just wondering if Dr. Kabir's
former relationship had anything to do
with you hesitating when he coded.
- I didn't hesitate.
I had to check the readings to decide
the proper course of action.
- Okay.
- Are you accusing me of something?
- No, not at all.
- Jelena...
I'm asking you as a friend,
please use discretion when discussing this
with anyone else.
- Of course.
[soft tense music]
♪ ♪
- Any luck pulling the data from Hammond's WD?
- No.
The killer must have wiped it, along with the remote backups.
- Doesn't sound like a person from the caves.
I doubt they could use our tech.
Thank you for trying. - You're welcome.
But I was thinking, and I realized,
WDs aren't the only thing that leave a digital footprint.
I checked Hammond's database activity.
Without admin codes, I had to bypass encryption algorithms.
I thought it would be way harder, but--
- You found something. - Sorry, yeah.
Based on Admiral Hammond's searches,
it seemed like he was super interested in Ves.
Like, kind of obsessed.
- Ves? Ves Ilic? - Yeah.
It seemed like he was trying to find out
everything he could about her. Here.
Take a look.
What's that missing text?
- Class 3 GSA redactions.
- Why? Who is she?
- I'm not sure yet.
In the meantime, do not share this with anyone.
- Of course.
- We don't have much time to waste
before she covers her tracks.
[keyboard clacking]
- Well, try.
Try to find someone willing to share with either of them.
Okay, bye. Thanks for calling.
- Um, everything all right?
- Marital spat.
Wife wants husband to move out,
but we don't have anywhere else for him to move in.
How can I help you?
- Yes, it's come to my attention
that Admiral Hammond had taken quite an interest in you.
- Really? You're joking.
- Any idea why?
- Well, he seemed to be attracted to me.
It was kind of flattering.
- I think it's more than that.
- How so?
- He was looking at your records.
- That's odd.
He must have been quite bored with them.
- Hmm.
You didn't have any previous relationship?
- No. I just met the man.
- You were aboard the first Ark that arrived
here on Trappist, correct? - Yes.
And what does that have to do with Admiral Hammond?
- I'm just doing my due diligence.
- Ah.
Well, I appreciate that.
I'm always available if you have additional questions.
- Thank you for your time.
♪ ♪
[electronic whirring]
- We found something!
♪ ♪
- Mr. Strickland, is that your sword?
♪ ♪
[distant slam]
[soft tense music]
♪ ♪
[distant slam]
- Is someone there?
[tense music]
♪ ♪
- But you don't seem to have any wounds.
I don't understand.
- I guess I was pretty bad off, eh?
- You have no idea.
- That's impossible. I--I saw you die.
You were torn apart. - It was Doc.
She nursed me back to health. - Doc Morozov?
- Aye. Yeah, she saved my life.
- Not one stitch, one scar.
- Wait, how do we even know this is Brice?
- What the hell kind of question is that?
- What's your favorite scotch?
- I hate scotch.
- Yeah, it's him.
- James, do you know how you got here?
- Uh, I don't--I don't know.
Where am I?
- An underground cave on Ross.
- What's the last thing you remember?
- I was in one of the "Ark 4" structures.
Everything went dark, and then I just--
I woke up here.
- You were in "Ark 4" structures?
- Yeah, of course.
Where else can we send a signal?
- We? - Yes, me and Doc.
We--she got injured.
Listen, we need to go. We need to go.
We need to help her now. - James, Morozov is dead.
- Shit. Shit.
Oh, shit.
Was it the Raiders? - Raiders?
- Aye, the Raiders. They--they came in.
They were heavily armed. They shot her.
- There weren't any other ships in orbit when we arrived.
- Look, I know what I saw, okay?
We're wasting time. We need to go.
We need to go now, okay? - James, Doc is dead.
You and I both saw her die.
- I would remember that, okay?
- No, I am sorry, James, but I do.
I saw her die.
- Well, you said you saw me die as well.
And I'm right here, aren't I? - Okay.
All right, look, where did you see her last?
- The "Ark 4" comms array.
♪ ♪
- We're running out of time.
Kimi, we might need a hand in here.
- [sighs]
- Kimi?
♪ ♪
Garnet to Kimi, do you copy?
Ian, let's go find her.
Eva, Dr. Kabir, get him hydrated
and ready to move out. - Yeah.
♪ ♪
- What would make her wander off?
- She wouldn't.
[distant thudding]
In the tunnels on Homebase, did the walls open
in the same way?
Sharon?
Sharon!
♪ ♪
- Thanks for coming to get me.
- What was I supposed to do?
You missed our call.
- Sharon's gone! - What?
- She disappeared.
She was right beside me, and she disappeared.
- Let's go find her. - Yeah.
- Sharon!
- Stay close, all right?
- Kimi?
- Don't take your eyes off each other, all right,
not even for a second. That's all it takes.
- She couldn't have gone far.
- There are probably other rooms
like the one we found you in.
- Yeah, but the trouble is finding them.
- Sharon!
[distant thudding]
Sharon, is that you? Sharon!
- Where's Kabir?
[eerie music]
- She was right there.
♪ ♪
Sanji!
♪ ♪
- No. - Eva.
- [screams] - Hold on.
- No! - No!
[yells] - No!
No! - [straining]
- Don't let go! - [straining]
- Eva! - [yelps]
♪ ♪
[tense music]
- Did you just see what I just saw?
Because my sense of reality is really cocked up right now.
- Yeah, yeah, if you saw that rock wall
suck Eva into it, then yeah, I saw it.
- Yeah, I did, but that's--
that's totally frickin' crazy, right?
- Look, there has to be a seam or something
that we can pry open. Can you see anything?
- Mate, there's nothing. I've got nothing.
- Damn it.
I wonder why we weren't taken.
- Look, the only difference I can think is that we're men.
Right, it's only the women who've been taken.
Right? - Yeah, why would that be?
- I don't know, mate!
- All right, look, maybe if they can hear us,
they can--they can let us in from the other side.
Yeah? Yeah. Sharon!
Sharon, can you hear us? - Eva!
- Kimi! Dr. Kabir!
- [muffled grunting]
- [muffled groaning]
- [panting rapidly]
- [muffled grunting]
[muffled screaming]
♪ ♪
- Ian, shine your light here.
Look.
Something's moving inside of these.
- Oh, don't-- don't touch it.
Maybe if we follow it, it might lead us somewhere.
♪ ♪
Oh, Brice, look at this.
It looks different.
- Yeah, like it's been touched a lot.
♪ ♪
Come on. - Oh, no.
- What?
- It's gonna be getting dark outside.
We should have left already. - Oh, God.
[sighs]
[thuds]
- [gasping] Yes!
- Come on.
- Eva! Eva! - Sharon.
- [muffled grunting]
- Let go! - [straining]
- [gasping]
- Okay, I've got you.
Come here. Okay. Come on. okay.
- [groaning, grunting]
- Can you breathe? - Yeah.
- You okay? Sanji!
- [coughing]
- [gasping]
- [grunting] Come on.
Easy, all right. - [coughing]
- Hey, you're okay.
- Uh, guys.
- [panting]
- [grunts] - [groans]
[panting]
- [yells]
- Brice is alive? - Long story.
- [grunts, panting]
- [gasps]
- Let's get the hell out of here.
♪ ♪
- Do me a favor, everyone.
Stay away from the walls.
- What did you guys see when you went through the walls?
- It all happened so fast.
- As far as I could tell,
the walls swallowed me and spit me into
that web thing in one motion. - Same here.
By the time I was in, my arms were already pinned.
- I've never felt more helpless.
- Why is it doing this? - I don't know.
But I don't want to give this place
another chance to trap us.
- We need to move faster.
We're barely gonna beat the sun.
♪ ♪
Go! Go! Go, go, go, go!
[suspenseful music]
♪ ♪
- Sharon, what about Doc?
- We'll check from above!
Come on! - Go, go, go!
[engine roaring]
- What the hell?
No.
Look, me and Doc, we were just down there.
- You said you sent the signal from there.
- Yeah, from the comms array.
But it's the last thing I remember doing.
- James, we tracked that signal to the underground room
where we found you.
- The signal came from room you were in.
Your WD was wired into the wall somehow.
[computer chirps] - Got a visual ahead.
- No.
- Can you get close on her face?
[grim music]
♪ ♪
- [sighs] Turn it off.
- Sorry.
- There's no way she could survive those injuries.
- So she couldn't have been with you, James.
I'm sorry.
♪ ♪
- We received Marsh's forensic report.
The blood on the sword was Hammond's,
but the only fingerprints found were yours.
- [sighs] Well, of course my fingerprints
were on it. It's my sword.
I'm sorry.
I'm not used to being on this side of the situation.
- Because you're not a murderer.
- Ms. Fowler, please.
- You don't know him.
Felix is not a murderer.
- Ms. Fowler, we allowed you to come with us
under the agreement that you do as we say.
- I'm only going to ask you this once, Felix.
- [sighs] - Did you do this?
- Of course not.
I barely knew Admiral Hammond,
let alone had a reason to kill him.
- I'll get to the bottom of this.
- What about my daughter?
- That's why I came, to offer to take care of her
for as long as you need.
- Thank you.
- Are you sure she's who you want watching over your child?
We can make other arrangements.
- Whoever's setting me up could come for Katheryn.
Kelly can protect her.
- As you wish.
- Zed...
I am innocent.
- I believe you.
[soft dramatic music]
- I'll bring Katheryn to visit every day.
♪ ♪
- Well?
What did those web things do to us?
- Nothing to the three of you or me,
at least not that I can see.
Just a tiny scar from that hole behind our ears
where that tube was attached to all of us.
- And the tube didn't do anything?
- Not to us, at least not that I can find.
- What about Brice?
- Yeah, what about Brice?
- You, sir, are like some kind of frickin' miracle.
There are no signs of trauma, no scars, nothing.
You're healthy as a horse.
- But you saw the life sign data
when we left Ross the first time.
He was dead. - I know.
I saw the recording of the attack too.
He should, at the very least, have scars all over his body.
- Is there any chance he's one of us?
- A clone? No.
I checked his DNA.
He's James Brice Prime.
- Guys, I am telling you,
it seemed like Doc was there, right?
And she was the one who fixed me up.
- James, you saw her body, or what was left of it.
- Even if she was alive and she had
the best surgery facility... - No.
- Ever built and a staff of experts,
she couldn't have healed you to this extent.
- Okay, okay.
But then what about the Raiders, right?
Were they at least real?
- I'm afraid it was all in your head, James.
But it's possible that thing going in
behind your ear induced vivid dreams.
- [scoffs] No, no.
Look, it was too real. - I get it, believe me.
Dreams can feel pretty bloody real.
- Okay, so you think that the webbing
that was attached to him healed him?
- I don't know what else it could be.
- But that doesn't explain why we were caught in it.
- Yeah, or why I wasn't. - We didn't need healing.
- And we didn't dream or hallucinate
when we were in them.
- Maybe because we never lost consciousness.
- Well, I--
I won't pretend I understand any of it,
but I'm really glad you're back among the living.
- [chuckles] Did you miss me, Sharon?
Mm.
[chuckling] Come on.
- [sighs]
- Oh, there is one more weird thing.
When Lieutenant Brice left "Ark 1,"
he didn't have an appendix.
- Yeah, I got it taken out in college.
- I know. I saw it on your charts.
But guess what?
Now you have a healthy, intact appendix.
- I'm sorry, what? - What?
♪ ♪
[gentle music]
♪ ♪
- It's been way too long. - Yeah.
- We've got a lot of catching up to do.
- Really? Here?
Right here?
- Well, the next shift won't come in for an hour,
unless you want to wait.
- No. Hell, no.
No, no, no, no, no.
[keypad beeping]
[keypad chirps]
♪ ♪
- [sighs]
[notification chimes]
[sighs] Just ignore it.
- It's the genomic sequencer. - It can wait.
[notification chimes]
Are you serious right now? - I'm sorry.
It's the results of our first few samples.
You're not the least bit curious?
- Yeah, but at this very moment--
[notification chimes]
- Okay. I'm just--
I'm just gonna mute it. I'm just gonna mute it, okay?
Oh! Oh, man! - What?
- The sequencer analyzed the grass sample--
Cynodon dactylon.
It's Bermuda grass.
- You mean it's like Bermuda grass.
- No, it's-- it's Bermuda grass.
It was all over Earth. - Well, what about the bird?
- Turdus merula, Eurasian blackbird.
And the tree? Common black poplar.
[exciting music]
- How is that possible?
- [sighs]
- Come to bed, James.
I'm still waiting for you to fix me...
[eerie music]
Buddy.
- James? - Huh?
- Are you sure you're okay?
- Um... [sighs]
Yeah, no, I'm fine. Yeah.
- Well, you still haven't received
a proper homecoming yet.
- [chuckles]
[pensive music]
♪ ♪