Ultra Red (2023) Movie Script
Alex, Amanda, breakfast is ready.
Come on.
Mom, I told you I'm a vegetarian.
Well, you weren't last week.
You never listen.
Here, go eat your breakfast.
We're in a hurry.
You said we were late mom,
there's no time for breakfast.
Honey, can you take
the kids to school today?
No, I can't.
Director McHale called
me in early for a briefing.
I gotta be in the office in 20 minutes.
I've already rescheduled
these investors twice.
I just can't.
You still got time.
This is the fourth time this week
I've driven the kids to school
and you said we'd trade off.
I'll make it up to you later.
Thanks honey.
What, no eggs?
What the hell was that?
We don't know, sir.
We lost signal this morning.
You're in charge of this
scrappy, why isn't it fixed yet?
We're working on it.
I've already assembled a rescue
team and we're ready to go.
We're just trying to locate Jack Walker.
Jack Walker?
Who the hell's Jack Walker?
Jack Walker also
known as Jonathan Walker.
He's the one who built
Truth about five years ago.
So what?
Just leave without him.
We can't.
None of the men are trained
to deal with the mechanics of Truth.
And even if we brought
the rover back to Earth,
we'd still need to necessitate
cooperation with Jack Walker.
But if he could fix it on Mars
and relaunch it right there,
it would save us months and a lot of money.
We need to bring him with us.
So you're gonna train him
how to be an astronaut overnight
and throw him on a fucking
spacecraft in the morning?
That's your plan?
Yes, I don't see an alternative.
You saw what the rover
saw before it cut out.
It could be extraterrestrial life.
We gotta get on this
now and time's wasting.
Do you even have a ship
that can leave immediately?
Dead less Five.
Dead less Five is an
antiquated pile of shit.
It passed inspection last week,
and it's the only ship
that's safe and ready to go.
Oh Christ.
All right, give me five minutes.
I'll make some calls.
Thank you, sir.
Don't bother coming back inside.
Head straight over to Crescent
Valley Correctional Center.
The guy is doing a three year stint.
Warden's private conference
room, you must be important.
You've got five minutes.
My superior should have called.
Did he not brief you on the urgency
and the weight of this matter?
I don't have anything to do with that.
You've got five minutes.
It's nice to meet you, Mr. Walker.
I'm from the NASA Research Directorate.
Can we have some privacy?
This is confidential.
Mr. Walker, I'm Kristin Worthington.
I apologize for the
urgency and being so direct,
but we're currently dealing
with a time sensitive material
that could change the world forever.
Sounds exciting.
You know, I don't have
to ask what a Harvard grad
who's one of the most technically
brilliant men in the world
is doing in a place like this,
but it's none of my business.
Yeah, so let's just cut to
this earth shattering drama,
huh?
As I was saying, earlier today,
we lost signal with Truth
P41 early this morning.
But before it cut out, we saw
something that could be life.
Life, on Mars?
Are you serious? Because that's impossible.
We're certain enough to investigate it.
And what do you expect me to do?
I'm here.
The rover is millions of miles away.
Plus, I've never received
training for anything like that.
You know, space travel.
They don't exactly let me
watch YouTube video tutorials
in here.
I have a team ready to launch right now.
We need you on board.
Your job would simply
be go up, fix the rover,
send it back on its way,
and maybe assist my team
if something looks suspicious.
So simple.
So am I doing this for
the good of all mankind
or does today just happen
to be my last day in jail?
My boss, Director Kenneth McHale,
is willing to offer you a
full pardon upon your return.
Just like that, huh?
You don't even know what I'm in here for.
I don't care.
What do you say?
That was not five minutes.
All right, lover boy.
- Mr. Walker...
- Tea time is over.
Mr. Walker, we need to know now.
Okay, fine.
Just get me out of
here before five o'clock,
right, they're serving
tuna casserole again.
Come on.
So I had a nice little
chat with the warden.
Do you wanna know what your guy was in for?
Yes, I read the file. I couldn't resist.
I always knew you were
judgmental to the core.
We all are.
So you trust this guy on a
multimillion dollar spacecraft
on a mission that took
the better part of a decade
to prepare for?
He is more intelligent
than every person in
this building combined.
Then how'd he land up in a cage?
Bad luck.
Too trustworthy.
There's lots of different reasons
that have nothing to do with intelligence.
Plus all of his crimes are nonviolent.
I trust him.
Well, I don't.
He's a thief.
And I found two men in
the office while you were out,
and they might be
able to help us fix Truth.
They're still students, but
their coding is similar enough.
Look there.
See on the floor?
You see my ring on the floor?
Yes.
I left it there before
I left and he saw it.
I bet you he doesn't take it.
If he does, you could send him back to jail
and we'll guess work the repairs on Truth
with your backup guys.
But if he doesn't, he stays on the mission.
All right, you're on.
Mr. Walker, please report to room 2A.
See there.
See the
Dang it.
Yep, I never doubted him for a minute.
He's ready to go.
He probably knew it was a trap.
You made it too obvious for him.
Does he have the basic training
to even walk on board a spacecraft?
I don't want him shitting his pants
five minutes into zero gravity.
Jensen's been briefing
him for the last two hours.
He's ready to go.
Congratulations.
Few people get this
opportunity, Mr. Walker.
Thank you, sir.
It's actually been a dream of
mine since I was a little boy.
Ah, well, isn't that special?
You'll be boarding Dead less
Five first thing in the morning.
It's one of our older ships,
but it'll get the job done.
It's a nine month mission each way.
But we've got cryogenics
on board, so don't worry,
it'll feel like you're taking a nap.
Kristin will get you a
hotel room for tonight,
and Helden is downstairs waiting for you.
He's one of our finest astronauts
and an even better man.
He'll get you up to speed and
leave with you in the morning.
If you have any questions, ask him.
Good luck to you both.
- He's nice.
- He's an asshole.
Oh, and by the way, between you and me,
you didn't think that little bullshit trick
with your ring was gonna work, did you?
You knew it was a setup?
I've been robbing banks
and diamond brokers
for the better part of a decade.
I live my life as if there's a
camera on me at all times
because there usually is one.
Right.
I knew you knew.
And I suggest you get
downstairs with Helden.
You don't wanna keep him waiting.
Right.
I'll see you next year
if I don't decide to stay.
You must be Helden.
Yes, Helden Smith.
It's a pleasure to meet you.
Jack.
Don't you ever call me
jackass, you got that?
What do you say we hit up
the gift shop on the way out.
I already got my mug,
but my mom can really
use some shot glasses.
This is a satellite
office for special projects.
There's no gift shop.
- Wow, that really sucks.
- My mom's gonna be pissed.
Hmm.
So what's up, space cowboy?
What time are we taking off tomorrow?
Launch is set for 7:00 AM
7:00 AM?
Well, that's perfect.
Gives us more than 12
hours to get fucked up.
What do you say, Light year?
First round's on me, huh?
You like Tanqueray?
You seem like a gin guy.
Come on.
Ah, here we are.
Just how I remember.
Ooh, I wonder if Louis still works here.
I might still have an outstanding tab.
Mr. Walker, I'm under strict orders
to take you straight to the
hotel for a good night's rest.
Really?
Because yeah, I don't see
anybody else around here
enforcing those orders.
So I'll tell you what,
why don't you gently remove that stick
that's shoved up your ass
and come have a drink with me,
all right?
One drink, come on, Sparky.
Actually, you're
supposed to be in handcuffs
until we get to Mars.
Give me this.
These might come in handy later.
The bear is hungry,
Helden, the bear is hungry.
You really gonna make me drink alone?
I'm gonna be waiting outside for you.
Please just...
- Just one drink.
- Yeah.
Oh, right there.
- That feels good?
- Uh-huh.
Oh man, you're so good
with that deep tissue Brenda,
you're amazing.
My name is Betty.
Yeah, Betty, Betty, I
mean Betty, that's what I said.
There you go.
Oh yeah, to the left, to the left.
Oh, that's right, there it is.
Oh yeah.
Where is he?
Did he leave?
In the shower.
Oh, what time is it?
Six o'clock.
You know you snore like a bear.
Sorry.
So, you guys are
astronauts on a secret mission.
What did he tell you?
That you're astronauts
on a secret mission.
I work for NASA and he...
I don't know what he is.
Whatever.
Look, I gotta get to
class in a couple of hours.
I gotta get some water.
Ugh.
Some breath mints to
freshen up this hangover.
Can you tell your friend I had a good time?
Yeah, sure.
You know, I had a friend
who would've been perfect for you.
She's kind of nerdy like
you, but at least she drinks.
Your friend would not
stop talking about you
coming into the bar last night.
Why wouldn't you come in?
- I don't drink.
- Smart.
That's why you're raking
in the big bucks, NASA boy.
Take care now.
Woo!
Morning.
Where'd Brenda go?
Is that her name?
She just left.
What?
Well, you're lucky.
I was gonna ask you to borrow a few bucks
'cause I had nothing to give her.
Oh man.
Oh, oh, she was great.
That was exactly what I needed last night.
We have to be at the
airfield in half an hour.
All I gotta do is put
on my shoes, fly boy,
we're all waiting on you now.
Come on.
Today, Junior, come on, come on, let's go.
Let's get it moving.
There you go.
Oh, put some pants on.
We have ignition.
So what now Buzz?
We're just gonna sit here
patiently for nine months
until we get to the red planet?
You guys got any movies on this thing?
How about any board games?
I'm gonna give you a tour of the ship
and introduce you to the crew.
This is Travis Brown, our pilot.
Jocelyn Rudin, co-pilot.
Howdy, the world's in your hands.
Don't fuck up.
Could you try not to be so coarse?
Travis and Jocelyn are Harvard grads
with over a decade of intense training.
Look man, I'm gonna say
and do whatever I want, all right?
I'm just as smart as you
snooty motherfuckers.
Don't forget why I'm here.
You're right, I'm sorry.
You don't have to
apologize either, all right?
Just stop being a fucking prick.
Nine months is a long time
to have that fucking
stick shoved up your ass.
You don't want me to jump a ship tomorrow
before breakfast, do you?
- This way.
- Yeah, this way.
This is Dr. Terry Spencer, our Captain.
She knows the system inside and out.
That's very impressive, Doctor.
It's a pleasure to finally
meet you, Mr. Walker.
Truth P41 is a remarkable
piece of design and machinery.
Hmm, yeah.
Well, if we ever get that
fucking piece of shit to work,
am I right?
Oh, pardon my French.
It's quite all right.
Is there anything else we can get for you?
Yeah.
Well, I was thinking
that maybe you and I split a
bottle of vino sometime soon.
How does that sound?
Let's go to the engineering room.
What?
I'm a red wine guy myself, so.
Right.
You've already made a fool of yourself
and embarrassed me in front of the Captain.
I feel these guys might be more your speed.
Jack Walker, Tom Hills hire, Adam McCleary.
New guys in the back. It's Marty and Hank.
They're the brave
engineers keeping us moving.
There's no need to
sugarcoat it, space cadet.
We're all just grease monkeys.
Plain and simple.
My people.
You're the one that built
that Mars robot piece of shit?
Yeah, that's me.
I'm the guy who designed it, built it,
and the only person
who knows how to fix it.
But hey, what have you
done with your life, huh?
Well, fuck you buddy.
I missed my kid's graduation this year
on account of your little field trip.
I like these guys already.
We've got a video call
with Kristin in a few minutes.
- This way.
- Right.
Oh, hello beautiful.
What are these fandangos?
These are mini rail guns.
They have six capacitors
and deliver more than two
kilojoules of energy per shot.
Two kilojoules.
Oh, what the fuck is that?
It's enough to ruin
your appetite, sweetheart.
So you mean to tell me any fucking time,
we can blast a hole on
this ship with these fuckers?
They're specifically calibrated
to ensure that they will
not pierce the fuselage.
That's cool.
So what, plan on having
an intergalactic warfare
with the yellow green bastards?
When do I get to play
with these babies, huh?
That's up to Terry.
Come on, Kristin's waiting for us.
Fucking piece of shit.
Hey, everything looks
good on the home front.
Estimated time of arrival
is eight months and 28 days.
So get comfortable.
Easy for you to say.
This thing doesn't even
have Netflix or hookers.
Has he been cooperating Helden?
I wouldn't exactly invite
him to dinner with my wife,
but so far, yes.
Well, if he acts up, you
have my permission to cuff him.
Wow, I thought we were friends, Kristin.
All right, I got a meeting
with McHale in 10 minutes,
so I'll talk to you guys tomorrow.
Copy that.
And Jack, behave.
So now what?
What, are we gonna play
fucking tag, hide and seek?
We're gonna sit in a circle
and play fucking songs?
Oh, how about a game board, huh?
Did you bring a game board with you
with a bunch of batteries, yeah?
I'm exhausted.
I'm gonna go turn in
for at least a few hours.
What the fuck am I gonna
do? I'm all fired up here.
Can I go explore?
Look, I promise you I
won't pull any fire alarms
or open any emergency doors
that'll suck us into a vacuum.
All right, look, I promise.
All right, fine.
Just don't touch anything
and leave everyone alone.
He think I'm like eight years old.
That way, that way.
Mh-mh.
Whoa.
Hey.
We must be making good time.
Time.
Oh yeah.
Yeah.
No, no, what are you
Helden Smith, report
to my office immediately.
Sorry, I was sleeping.
What is it?
You know that alcohol's
forbidden on the ship.
I...
I know.
Well, what's this? How did he get this?
I don't know.
What, you weren't supervising him?
I went to take a nap.
Oh, you're pathetic. Get him out of here.
Yes ma'am.
Calm it down.
This was a horrible idea.
McHale is going to hear about this as well.
I wanna know how that alcohol
got on the ship, goddammit.
Yes ma'am, I'll find out.
Come on.
No, no, come here, I want to
Sit down.
Come on.
You are disgusting.
Get him out of here.
Ah, you too, Captain.
Come on.
So I guess that wine date's
out of the question, huh?
You broke your promise, Jack.
When did I promise I
wasn't gonna have fun?
- Where did you get this?
- What does it matter?
Alcohol is forbidden on spaceships.
The higher altitude accelerates
the level of intoxication.
Man, those tests are bullshit.
Even if they are, they
will abort this mission
if you don't cooperate.
I will turn this spaceship around
if you do not cooperate, son.
Jack, just tell me, please.
Okay, it was the grease monkeys.
You know, my people.
I want to know how
you got this on the ship.
- That ain't ours.
- Yes it is.
How did you get this past NASA security
and smuggled it on board?
Hey man, relax.
You can't expect us to be
working like slaves for 18 months
and not be able to have a
little fun during play time man,
come on.
It's not like we're getting
drunk on the job or anything.
It's forbidden and I
can get in big trouble.
Hey, listen here you fucking suit.
You're not in charge.
The only reason why you're on this ship
is 'cause the Captain needs a whooping boy.
That's not true.
I coordinated the launch.
Oh, put a fucking sock in it, man.
No one caress.
You know what?
Keep the damn whiskey.
You need it more than we do anyhow.
Hey, Bennie, that fucking
suit found our whiskey.
I told you man,
we never should have
smuggled that shit on, boy.
Come on man.
It's not like I had to
twist your arm either.
I guess rover boy found it.
What do you suppose we do?
Well let's go kick
his smart boy ass then.
Yeah, that's what I'm talking about.
Grab some lead.
Show him.
Jesus, what are you guys doing?
Shut up Astro man.
Yeah, shut up.
Guys, just put the guns down please.
We haven't even begun training on them yet.
Look, why don't you shut your mouth.
Go stand over in that corner.
We're about to bust these
guns chairs right now.
Come on.
Where are you robot boy?
You fuckers are really gonna kill me
over a bottle of Jack Daniels, huh?
That you smuggled in here yourselves.
I am.
You're hilarious.
Besides, I don't think you
guys know how those things work
you both have the safety on.
No, we don't.
You do, yeah.
Core of these machines is
based on my designs for the rover
so I think I know how they work.
Wanna see?
Man, fuck you.
We'll show you.
That's what I thought.
Helden, grab their gun, come on.
Come on, grab their gun, put
'em back where they belong.
Both of you, keep your hands up.
Both of you, keep your hands up.
If Jack wants a sip of Jack,
he's gonna fucking get one.
Stop being so fucking greedy.
Keep your hands up
and you, apologize to
Mr. Smith for your crass words.
He's been working hard on this mission.
Man, now you're going too far.
Sorry Helden, I tried.
Fuck.
Damn you.
Son of a bitch.
I think I just shit my pants.
I'm not here to referee a fight.
You should have thought about that
before you vouched for these barbarians
and this fucking has been.
What did Kristin say?
She's not happy.
Neither am I.
If it was my decision, I
would turn this craft around
and wait a few months
and assemble a real team.
So what do we do now?
Go ahead as planned.
You made this bed.
It's gonna be a long nine months.
I might as well colonize Mars myself
and spare myself a fucking ride home.
Make sure it's always leveled, all right?
Man, are you paying attention Tom?
Yeah.
So make sure you keep it leveled.
Press against your shoulder.
See that?
You all got that?
This thing is, save yourself in the back.
Yeah, that's the one.
- You want one?
- No thanks.
You gotta eat something, Jocelyn.
Enjoy yourself.
Who are you trying to look good for anyway?
What, you think we're gonna come across
some fat shaming aliens with 10 inch rods
and traps like Adonis?
I'd rather not, but thanks.
More for me.
That's good.
Oh yeah.
Ah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I can't
hear you, I can't hear you.
When was the last
time you actually bathed?
I haven't seen you use
the bathroom in months.
That's none of your business, Captain
and I take great offense
to personal hygiene questions like that.
- Get off my bed.
- Fine.
But I have a serious question.
What do you think we're
gonna find out there tomorrow?
I don't know.
New geniuses spend millions of dollars,
three quarters of a year
on this little Sunday drive
for I don't know.
That's bullshit.
So tell me, Captain,
do you believe in aliens?
I believe in the possibility.
So that's a yes then.
So what do you think
we're gonna find out there?
Rock monsters, ghosts,
little green guys with big eyes?
I'm serious Captain.
I really am interested.
I believe that humankind
is moral at its core,
that we have an innate notion
of what's wrong and right wired into us
since the beginning of time
to allow for progression
and ultimately civilization.
I believe what's ever out there,
whatever we find out there, it's the same.
Hmm.
Civility and progression.
I see.
But those rail guns that you
have down in the engine room,
they tell a whole different story, Captain.
You asked for my
opinion, I gave it to you.
Fair enough.
I appreciate the honesty though.
- What about you?
- Do I believe in aliens?
Why would I spend the
better part of five years
developing and building a rover
just to take pictures of red dirt and air?
So yeah, I believe something's out there.
I'm excited.
Remember what I told you,
the rover should be no
more than about half a click
north of the ship.
So if you go that far and
don't see anything, turn back.
We can't go out there looking for you.
Say something.
Since the early 20th century,
the world has been visited by intelligences
greater than man.
Shortly after that, the
great and noble Jack Walker
built a titty bar and a casino on Mars.
Signal sounds good.
You have six hours of oxygen in your suit.
Keep that in mind.
You ready?
Let's fucking go.
Think he'll find anything?
He's so far up his own ass.
He would make up
something and say that he did.
Any signs of the rover yet?
Hey, do me a favor, relax.
Calm your fucking tits.
I just got down here.
Look, the minute I find anything,
I'll let you know, all right?
Son of a bitch.
Guys.
Guys, can you hear me?
Did you find the rover?
I think I'm starting
to trip out down here.
I can't find any sign
of the rover anywhere,
but I think I may have
found something of interest.
Go on.
Well, it looks like some kind of box.
It's not very big.
It is about the size of my hand.
It looks like it's made out of metal.
I don't wanna open it here.
Plus I can't really do any work
with these stupid fucking
Mickey Mouse gloves on.
Do you want me to
bring it back to the ship?
Well, it looks safe.
But what the hell do I know.
I recognize it though.
What do you mean you recognize it?
It's made out of the same metal
and material from the rover, which is weird
because like I said,
I don't see any pieces
of the rover anywhere.
Something must have took it apart
and built this using the pieces.
It's so strange.
There should be pieces everywhere.
And the rover is huge,
but I don't see any
scattered pieces anywhere.
Permission to bring
this back onto the ship.
I repeat, requesting permission
to bring this back to ship.
I can't inspect it further out here.
We heard you.
Return to the ship with it.
Per protocol,
inspect it in the airlock
before bringing it in.
Copy that.
I estimate that I walked a
lot further than calculated.
How likely is it that
the rover wandered off
any further than your current marker?
Nonexistent.
Especially now that we
know it's missing pieces.
Return to the ship.
You have approximately
two hours of oxygen left.
Yeah, I know.
Copy that.
Over and out, Captain.
Stop crowding.
Let him take off the suit first.
Ow, goddammit!
What happened?
That stupid toaster stabbed me.
You okay, Jack?
Okay, everyone get
away from the goddamn box.
You are lucky that didn't happen out there.
You've been turned inside out.
How is it?
It's just a prick. Maybe
because I'm a prick.
I'd say he is just fine.
Jocelyn, take him to my
room and bandage him.
I'll get a test kit ready
and have the inspection
results tomorrow morning
if I can open this.
I expect nothing less.
Be careful.
Okay, you're all set for
battle again, Mr. Walker.
Hooray.
I can't believe you were brave enough
to go out there by yourself.
All in a day's work.
So, what did you see out there?
You wouldn't believe me if I told you.
Yeah, I would.
I believe I saw God.
What?
Well, not the God but a god.
How do you know it was a god?
Well, only a god or a
ghost can walk the red moon.
Why didn't you tell us on the radio?
Because I wanted to experience
it for myself in the moment
without having to share
it with anyone else.
And I'm the first one
you're sharing it with?
I guess so.
What just the hell are you doing?
There is no fraternizing on this ship.
Relax Captain, there's
plenty of me to go around.
Let the little lady have
some fun for five minutes.
How can anyone enjoy that with you?
Ouch.
But hey, I get it, going
nine months without any dick
puts you on the edge, doesn't it?
Or it's probably been
a lot longer, am I right?
Excuse me?
You heard what I said you stuck up cunt.
I'm gonna go take a nap.
Hey, thanks for fixing me up kid.
You are welcome.
- We'll talk later, Jocelyn.
- Get back to the cockpit.
Yes, Captain.
I sent a full medical report
to Kristin 20 minutes ago.
She's gonna run it past the
medical team and get back to us.
The side of the box has a button
that projects a blade outward.
Jack must have hit it by accident.
So the design of the box is no accident?
It couldn't have just fallen
off the rover at some point?
No something intelligent
definitely put it together.
There's no doubt about that.
What we don't know is what's
inside it or why it was made.
What are you thinking?
A virus?
Well, possibly but why?
Walker, get to my office.
I want you to take a
blood sample from Jack.
Hey, it was not me who
clogged the space toilet, I swear.
Go wait in the examination room,
Helden is gonna take some blood tests
and a brain scan on
you. How are you feeling?
I feel great.
No fatigue, no aches?
No.
How's your mental state?
100% clarity, confidence, and positivity.
I might write a self-help book.
Go wait in the exam room.
Where'd you put the box?
It's locked in the control room.
Here.
Terry told me what she
saw, you and Jocelyn.
Yeah, well excuse the fuck out of us
for being sexual beings.
I should lock you up until
these test results come back.
Whatever got you is in
your bloodstream now.
Yeah?
Well if it got me and if it did,
then everybody should get some.
Make this shit hole a better place.
Terry and I are about to
have lunch at the cafeteria.
Care to join us?
- I probably shouldn't.
- I know what happened.
Terry blames Jack anyway, it's fine.
I'll throw the ship on
autopilot for a couple hours.
You're just gonna make it more awkward
if you drag this thing out.
Come on.
I'll take some of that.
Not hungry?
Hope you don't mind.
- Help yourself.
- Uh-huh.
Hey, how about some
grub in the engine room?
We've been working 12 hours straight
and these damn pipes have cooled down.
Tell Travis to take it easy up there.
We're sweating like pigs.
I'll send Jack with some
food packets in a few minutes.
Tell Jack we like our
coffee with two sugars
stirred with a thin straw not a spoon.
You got that Jack?
Yeah.
It's on its way Bannon.
Over and out.
Hey Joce, you're gonna eat your food?
You haven't eaten since we left Mars.
What part of I'm not hungry
is too difficult for you to understand.
I didn't mean anything
by it, I'm just saying.
Just saying what?
That you need to eat Joce.
You eat it asshole.
Um...
You know my sister growing up,
she had anxiety and anorexia.
Seems very familiar.
That was a little different though, right?
Stupid fucking grease monkeys.
I swear.
Jack go get 'em food.
Motherfuckers.
You're hired hands, be more like me.
Motherfuckers.
With two fucking sugars, yeah.
With two fucking sugars, you piece of shit.
Here, like that.
And here, you tell him to kiss my shit too.
Motherfucker.
Hm.
All right.
Here you go, you fucking animals.
Get it while it's hot.
Took you long enough.
You know...
I really don't know what
your boys got against me.
I'm a hell of a nice guy.
Look, you don't impress
us jag-off, all right?
You waltz around here
like your shit don't stink,
but you're prison trash
just like the rest of us.
Right.
For somebody that's so
smart, you sure are stupid.
Now, if anyone else could read the code
on that stupid rover you made,
you'd still be behind
bars where you belong.
Not even fit to clean our pipes.
Wow.
Wow.
Don't stop now guys, come on.
Tell me how you really feel.
You know what?
You think you're hot stuff, don't you?
Just 'cause you stepped
foot on that red dirt, don't you?
Well, you ain't no
better than the rest of us.
In fact, when we get back,
you're going back to jail to rot.
In fact, if it wasn't for Captain
holding them big paychecks over our heads,
we'd put you down ourselves
just like the disgusting pig that you are.
That's good.
That's really good.
I appreciate the honesty, boys.
I really do.
Tell you what, you're
both invited to my wedding.
Oh, speaking of Bannon, how's the coffee?
It's adequate.
Yeah, not bad for a retard.
Well, that's good to hear boys.
Um...
Room service will be
back later for the tray
so in the meantime, enjoy your meals.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, asshole.
What is this shit?
We should have the test results verified
by tomorrow morning
but I would keep an eye on Jack.
Why?
What did you find?
At first glance, his dopamine
levels are through the roof
and his gamma-aminobutyric
activity is abnormal.
Do you know if he had any
alcohol before the brain scan?
No, not that I know of.
Jack, report to my office.
Captain, I highly suggest
complete quarantine
until we can verify our findings.
There's something off with his results
and we don't know yet if
what infected him is airborne.
Jack, I want you to be
completely honest with us.
When was the last time
you had alcohol or drugs
on this ship?
- Not since the first day.
- It's been downhill ever since.
Okay, I'm gonna give you
a moment to tell the truth.
I swear.
I swear on this entire solar system.
You have my word.
What was that?
Dammit.
Go ahead, I got you.
Come on.
Give me the cuffs, give
me the cuffs, come on.
All right.
Wow.
You mind telling me what
happened here, chief, huh?
You all right?
Yeah, I'll be okay.
I just came in to take some meter readings
and they attacked me for no reason.
I think he broke my skin.
Yeah.
Yeah, these two were after us.
Even me.
I don't know what we're gonna do.
We're still months from home
and without these two to maintain
Well, you're in luck,
I know my way around an engine room.
Plus we have Marty and Hank back there
who haven't turned to the dark side yet
so we'll do the best we can, all right?
Hey.
Hey look at me, come on.
Let's get you all cleaned up, come on.
Any updates from Kristin?
We're still waiting on the confirmation.
Tomorrow morning at the earliest.
We have to talk to McHale.
We are running on a skeleton
crew with Jack in charge now.
I'll have a video crash
course set up if we have to,
but until we reach home,
Tom and Bannon are prisoners
and will be treated as such.
What did you bring to my ship, Jack?
I have a copilot that won't eat anything.
I have two rabbit dogs who babysit
and now you're a bigger
asshole than you were before
if that's possible.
- Shut up.
- Excuse me?
I said lay off him, he saved my life.
You shut your mouth.
This mission might be going to shit
but I'm still your captain
and you will respect me.
You're not a captain.
You're a self-indulgent
bitch who's holding me back
just like McHale and
everyone else at the office.
You're crossing the line, Helden.
We have to work together on this.
You got that?
Answer me Helden!
Why aren't you any different?
What have you done to my crew?
Fuck away from me, man.
Help!
Jesus Christ!
Help!
Help!
Hey man, what are you
doing, what are you doing?
What are you doing?
He was too far gone for any help
so I just had to tie
him up with the others.
Kristin, talk to us.
Kristin.
I'm sorry.
I've been up all night
with the medical team
and I haven't slept in 48 hours
and my kids need to get to school.
We need you here. Tell us what you found.
Okay, more test results have come in.
Jacks dopamine and
serotonin are abnormally high
but that's not what worries us.
What worries us is his
neurotransmitters are a mess.
Low levels of glutamate,
receptors are just acting by themselves.
Can you just give us the
layman's rundown real quick
and save the technical
babble for these guys later.
Basically, whatever infected Jack
is acting like a supercharged alcohol.
It's tearing down any
inhibitions he may have
while upping his reward center
with every action he chooses
whether it's right or wrong.
Is there a way to control it?
Not on a conscious level.
I mean, he's still capable
of independent thoughts,
but those thoughts are gonna
be based on primal instincts
without regards to consequences.
Physically, how are
his other levels reading?
Well, he's healthy otherwise.
I mean, unlike alcohol,
there's no hangover.
There's no need to repair damaged cells.
There's no downside.
I'd say multiple acts
of needless violence
is a pretty big fucking downside, Kristin.
I'm sorry.
What I meant is this super drug,
and we are calling it a
super drug at the moment,
is only as dangerous or
as beneficial as its host
and its thoughts.
I should also inform you
that this drug acts like
a super truth serum.
So anyone who's infected cannot lie to you
so bear that in mind.
Mm, betrayal upfront just how I like it.
Saves us all the time with
the bullshit mind games.
How long is this supposed
to last after the infection?
Does it wear off like alcohol?
We don't know.
But initial tests are
saying that it's permanent.
Jesus Christ.
Well, we should also let you know
that it's transferred through bodily fluids
so it's not airborne.
Thank you, Kristin.
Get some rest.
I'll follow up with you later.
Well, fuck me running, guys.
My bad.
You all right, Joce?
Anything else you want
me to fuck up, Captain?
What are you thinking right now, Captain?
Hmm?
That you wanna sell that
box in the black market.
How about big pharma?
Because you're sitting
on billions right now.
Don't look at me like that.
I'm just saying what you're thinking.
And I'm warning you.
If you do that, I'm gonna stop you.
Same way I stopped Helden
from killing those two bastards.
Just imagine what we can
accomplish as a civilization
with no fear, no filters.
Captain, he's right.
If we put this in the hands of good people,
we could do great things.
The sky's the limit.
Who decides who's good Travis?
Check engine six.
Okay, now what?
Slow down to 600.
Do either one of you want coffee?
I'm gonna make some in the break room.
No, I'm fine, thanks.
What do you say we loosen
up the ropes off of Helden.
I don't know what to do with him.
I think he'll be fine.
Just as long as we keep
him away from Bannon
and we need all the help we can get.
Plus he knows a hell of a lot
more than I do as a co-pilot.
Is there anything in your mutual past
that he might feel the need to settle?
Because he seemed pretty vindictive
before he went after Tom and Bannon.
He would've tried something by now
if he had the chance, right?
Probably, I don't know.
Get him out of that engine room.
Do not uncuff him.
He needs to eat anyway. It's been a while.
Right.
So...
Hey, you gonna behave
yourself, you bad boy?
Has he said anything?
Not one word,
but his hamster wheel is
spinning pretty hard though.
I can tell.
If he tries anything else,
you have permission to use deadly force.
Well, hopefully it doesn't come to that.
I see a lot of potential in this guy.
What are you thinking about, Captain?
That this is all bullshit.
What is?
Kristin's diagnosis, this whole mission.
Why aren't you affected by it?
You're the first one to get contaminated.
I am affected by it.
I just have nothing to hide.
Surprise Captain, not all
of us are evil pieces of shit
underneath the surface.
Just... almost everyone.
You're a thief.
- We got you out of jail.
- For victimless crimes.
I never robbed anyone or any place
who didn't have insurance
to get their money back
sometimes even more
so you can pretty much call me Robin Hood.
What? You don't believe me? I
put a fucking machine on Mars
so I think I got the basic
fundamentals of life figured out.
Then why'd you do it?
Why'd you rob and steal when
you can have a normal life?
Because that is normal to me.
That's why I did it.
I grew up poor.
My friends were crooks,
my father was a crook.
Shit, he took me on my first home invasion
before I was even 10.
I did what I was told, that's all I had
and then that becomes all you know.
And even when you try and change it,
it comes back to haunt you
because you just can't shake it
because you crave those
warm feelings of nostalgia
to fill the void.
So this dumb little fucking ultra red drug,
it's no hoax, it's in me.
Just hasn't affected me
because I've been real
with everyone since day one.
That's why I haven't changed.
You are lying.
How?
I have fucking truth serum
running through my veins.
There's a greater force out there, Captain.
And it's found a way to wipe us out
from millions of miles
away and we took the bait
just like that.
Just like the greedy little leeches we are.
You ever think about
taking a dose yourself?
Breaking free from the chains?
Total freedom.
Think about the power you can exploit.
No fear, no filters.
Want to take a test drive?
Come here and give me a kiss.
Oh, don't be like that.
I mean, just think about it.
We could conquer this universe, you and me.
So come on, give me some sugar.
Oh, wow.
Whoa.
Whatever, we made no difference anyway.
What the hell happened?
Where'd he go?
I told you not to let him move.
He's been sitting there for six hours.
He said he'd use the bathroom.
Bitch.
Damn.
What the hell is happening here?
How the fuck did you get out of your cuffs?
I picked 'em.
Why'd you uncuff Helden?
I didn't.
He must have had an extra key
and got loose when I fell asleep.
Son of a bitch.
Stay down, stay down.
Get outta the way, Jack.
This is none of your concern.
Helden, all right,
think about this, all right.
Look, if you kill Bannon, we're
down another crew member.
We're already struggling to get back home.
I don't care.
Bannon's already a lost cause.
All right, then what's your plan?
I'm gonna kill Bannon
and I'm gonna kill Terry.
Travis can take us home.
And when we get back to Earth,
you and I are taking over NASA.
They owe me that for my loyalty.
Come on, you son of a bitch.
You're the only person I trust anymore.
That's a pretty fucking
ambitious plan all right.
When were you planning
on telling me this, huh?
Oh fuck Bannon, shit.
Come on man, stop fucking shooting.
Stop it!
Fuck, stop it!
Stop shooting.
Stop it!
Stop fucking shooting.
Stop shooting.
Fuck.
Fuck.
Where is he?
He went into the airlock.
Wait, no.
What are you doing?
Look, I get it.
You're going to Terry's
room and she's a bitch, I know,
but do you honestly know
how to captain a ship?
Do you think I'm capable of that?
Yes.
Good, that's what I thought.
That's why you're still alive, Jack.
You set me on fire and this
goddamn box will go with me.
I was gonna promote you
when we got back to Earth.
I already spoke to McHale about it.
That's simply not true.
Yes it is Helden, it
was my idea to uncuff you
and let you free.
Is she already infected
and I just don't know about it?
Answer or I fire.
No.
Don't talk to him, talk to me.
- But I want to talk to Jack.
- Jack has to tell me the truth.
That's what you said, right?
That's what you told me
right before you unlocked my handcuffs
and told me to do what
I will to Bannon, right?
Jack's a thief, a common crook.
He can't do anything for you.
Shut up.
You're a manipulative bitch.
Nobody likes you or ever has.
And as soon as I'm done
helping you, you'll discard me.
But Jack will do the
Jack has to tell me the truth.
Just imagine...
Just imagine the recognition we'll get
when we get back to Earth, the fame.
We can change the world.
Jack, I just wanna know one thing.
What's that?
This box was made from your rover, right?
They built it from your rover
using your materials, right?
Answer or I fire.
Yeah.
Is it fireproof?
Answer me, Jack.
Yes.
Everything all right back there?
Thought I heard some screaming.
I'll tell you about it later.
Time's the only thing we got right now.
Hey, you mind flying the
ship for a couple of hours
while I get some shut eye?
Can't keep it on autopilot too long.
We don't got much choice.
Oh, and don't walk past Terry's room.
I'll explain later.
Alex, you should be
doing your extra credit work.
I talked to Ms. Cherry today
and you aren't gonna make
it through the year without it.
I'll do it later.
I have to go FaceTime Chelsea.
Hi sweetie.
Oh hey, what time is dad coming home?
Oh, I told you he was
on a business trip, sweetie.
Um... I could help you with your project.
That's okay, I want dad, not you.
Hey Kristin.
Oh Jesus, you look like shit.
I feel like it too.
You know, every night I go to sleep
and I'm jealous of you and Helden
that hopped in a spaceship
and flew a million miles away.
Kids causing a ruckus again?
When do they not?
I think Phil's cheating on
me, but I don't have proof.
And yet Alex and Amanda
still see me as the bad guy.
Yeah, well there's no
sunshine over here either.
Well, what's new?
I haven't heard from you in a while.
Well, Helden just put
himself in the cryogenic freezer
for the next eight months.
What?
Why?
He wasn't exactly playing
nice with the rest of the crew.
That's out of character for him.
Well, he's got a few
surprises up his sleeve.
But listen, I just wanted to let you know
that our correspondence
might be a little sparse
these next couple months,
but I'll try to communicate
with you as much as I can.
Is everything all right?
Is the box safe?
Yeah, yeah, the box
is in good hands for now.
I'll let you in on the rest later,
but don't worry, you just...
You go get some sleep, get some rest.
Um okay,
but you know you can call
me if you need anything.
All right, talk to you later.
Bye.
McHale is gonna wanna
know why he is in restraints.
It's safer that way for all of us.
You haven't told McHale about
any of our findings, have you?
No, he's been working on other projects
and our lab's sworn to secrecy.
You wanna take a hit?
It'll help with confidence in there.
Funny.
- Not interested.
- Not interested or afraid?
Let's go.
Why is he handcuffed?
Jack can explain that.
Is he infected with something?
Do we need to quarantine the building?
It doesn't work that way, sir.
All right, then how does it work?
In our findings, this
box contains a stimulant
that permanently alters
the chemistry in the brain.
Basically, one would feel intoxicated,
but with more clarity, but
with no physical after effects.
It'll also remove any and all filters
an individual may have.
Are you kidding me?
We've run countless tests
and Jack can testify
firsthand on the power.
So you're telling me
we're sitting on a truth serum
that's the ultimate antidepressant
with no side effects whatsoever?
Potentially, I would not say whatsoever.
Our findings are that the
subject needs to be mentally sound
- or else.
- Or else what?
Isn't humanity moral
and decent at its core?
I mean, that's how civilizations are built.
Compassion, people helping each other.
Sir, have you ever wanted to kill someone
but didn't because of the consequences?
Of course.
Hasn't everybody?
We'll have to run some more tests.
There has to be some way
to alter the chemical makeup
to make this less dangerous, right?
That is what we're
trying and what we hope.
We could be sitting on billions here.
Maybe even a Nobel Prize too.
How much of this stuff do you think
we can get out of that box?
Excuse me.
All right, with all due respect, sir,
this isn't just some fucking mine
we can frack for all its resources.
This is the strongest thing
we've ever come in contact with.
This isn't even from our fucking planet.
I see this thing wiping us all out
before it brings any good.
Settle down Petunia.
You're lucky to even
be sitting at this table.
Don't abuse the privilege.
He was the first one infected.
He's an integral part of our study.
- Is that right?
- Yes.
And he's an official team member
as he should have been
when he built the rover
all those years ago
and he's willing to help
us in any way he can.
Yeah, you hear that asshole?
And by the way, is anyone all right,
is anyone curious about
what I saw up there?
We'll have you give us a full report
first thing in the morning.
Do you have anything to add, Mr. Smith?
He's suffering from some of
the symptoms I was afraid of.
He's on the shit too?
Yes, but from what I
heard, it wasn't his fault.
Our boys working on the cure yet?
It's still gonna be a long time.
We haven't even
started the initial testing.
All right, let's keep him handcuffed.
We'll take him to the lab tonight.
I want 24 hour surveillance on him.
I'm gonna call some people over at the DA.
Are you bleeding?
Oh, fuck.
Are there any weapons in this building?
No, everyone's gone home now.
But there's security guards on duty,
they would have pistols.
Okay.
Okay, come on, come on, come on.
Kristin, what's going on?
Larry, Larry.
Heard you slamming doors.
Helden's gone crazy.
He killed... He murdered McHale.
He's after us next.
Where is he now?
All right, I see him.
Stay here and stay down.
Mr. Smith, I need you
to put your weapon down
and do what I tell you to do.
I will shoot you if you do
not back away, Mr. Smith.
Fuck.
Are you two okay?
All right, I gotta call this in.
Stay here, I'll be right back.
Sergeant Henley.
Back on Earth for two minutes
and we're already in this shit.
This the greater good the
red planet wants for us?
It was never for the greater good.
We know that.
You think Larry there
would've manned up for us
like he just did if he had a
shot of ultra red in his veins?
No, I don't.
I think he would've saved
himself and left us to the wolves.
Fucking Larry.
I have to leave now.
What?
Where are you going?
What do you expect me to do with this?
You deal with it.
I don't even know why I'm drinking this.
I've been permanently
drunk for nine months now.
And now on to some disturbing local news.
Early this morning, police
found four dead bodies
in the house of a NASA employee.
Can you turn that up please?
Phil Worthington was found
with lacerations to his throat
while wife Kristin was found
dead of an apparent suicide.
Daughter Amanda was found suffocated.
Alex was found bludgeon to death.
At this time, police
are looking for a motive
and more information on
who may have killed whom
before Kristin apparently
took her own life.
Kristin Worthington was on
the research team at NASA
for seven years.
Police are also working with her coworkers
to gather more information.
Up next, how a woman
made an interesting career
out of her love of cheese on OnlyFans.
Dude, what's that?
Is that like a transformer or something?
Well, to be honest with
you, kid, I don't really know.
But you want to know a little secret.
This thing came from Mars.
- You're lying.
- I never lie.
Why would I start now?
So what are you gonna do with it?
I'm probably gonna put
it back where it belongs.
I'm gonna go back to Mars one day
and leave it there for good.
Why would you do that?
Someone has to
because there are no more
good guys left in this world
so I'm up.
Yo, you should sell it, man.
Could probably get a few
hundred bucks on eBay.
Say your grandma
saved it from the Civil War
or some shit like that.
Or you know what?
Maybe the aliens will come looking for it.
You could use it as bait.
Trap 'em, kill them before
they kill us, you know?
Just like that, huh?
No, no, I think they're too smart for that.
They wouldn't have to
come here to annihilate us.
Whatever, man.
There's no such thing as
aliens anyway, I was just joking.
No you weren't.
Fuck you, man. I'm a good kid.
Yeah.
Yeah, that's what they all say.
Come on.
Mom, I told you I'm a vegetarian.
Well, you weren't last week.
You never listen.
Here, go eat your breakfast.
We're in a hurry.
You said we were late mom,
there's no time for breakfast.
Honey, can you take
the kids to school today?
No, I can't.
Director McHale called
me in early for a briefing.
I gotta be in the office in 20 minutes.
I've already rescheduled
these investors twice.
I just can't.
You still got time.
This is the fourth time this week
I've driven the kids to school
and you said we'd trade off.
I'll make it up to you later.
Thanks honey.
What, no eggs?
What the hell was that?
We don't know, sir.
We lost signal this morning.
You're in charge of this
scrappy, why isn't it fixed yet?
We're working on it.
I've already assembled a rescue
team and we're ready to go.
We're just trying to locate Jack Walker.
Jack Walker?
Who the hell's Jack Walker?
Jack Walker also
known as Jonathan Walker.
He's the one who built
Truth about five years ago.
So what?
Just leave without him.
We can't.
None of the men are trained
to deal with the mechanics of Truth.
And even if we brought
the rover back to Earth,
we'd still need to necessitate
cooperation with Jack Walker.
But if he could fix it on Mars
and relaunch it right there,
it would save us months and a lot of money.
We need to bring him with us.
So you're gonna train him
how to be an astronaut overnight
and throw him on a fucking
spacecraft in the morning?
That's your plan?
Yes, I don't see an alternative.
You saw what the rover
saw before it cut out.
It could be extraterrestrial life.
We gotta get on this
now and time's wasting.
Do you even have a ship
that can leave immediately?
Dead less Five.
Dead less Five is an
antiquated pile of shit.
It passed inspection last week,
and it's the only ship
that's safe and ready to go.
Oh Christ.
All right, give me five minutes.
I'll make some calls.
Thank you, sir.
Don't bother coming back inside.
Head straight over to Crescent
Valley Correctional Center.
The guy is doing a three year stint.
Warden's private conference
room, you must be important.
You've got five minutes.
My superior should have called.
Did he not brief you on the urgency
and the weight of this matter?
I don't have anything to do with that.
You've got five minutes.
It's nice to meet you, Mr. Walker.
I'm from the NASA Research Directorate.
Can we have some privacy?
This is confidential.
Mr. Walker, I'm Kristin Worthington.
I apologize for the
urgency and being so direct,
but we're currently dealing
with a time sensitive material
that could change the world forever.
Sounds exciting.
You know, I don't have
to ask what a Harvard grad
who's one of the most technically
brilliant men in the world
is doing in a place like this,
but it's none of my business.
Yeah, so let's just cut to
this earth shattering drama,
huh?
As I was saying, earlier today,
we lost signal with Truth
P41 early this morning.
But before it cut out, we saw
something that could be life.
Life, on Mars?
Are you serious? Because that's impossible.
We're certain enough to investigate it.
And what do you expect me to do?
I'm here.
The rover is millions of miles away.
Plus, I've never received
training for anything like that.
You know, space travel.
They don't exactly let me
watch YouTube video tutorials
in here.
I have a team ready to launch right now.
We need you on board.
Your job would simply
be go up, fix the rover,
send it back on its way,
and maybe assist my team
if something looks suspicious.
So simple.
So am I doing this for
the good of all mankind
or does today just happen
to be my last day in jail?
My boss, Director Kenneth McHale,
is willing to offer you a
full pardon upon your return.
Just like that, huh?
You don't even know what I'm in here for.
I don't care.
What do you say?
That was not five minutes.
All right, lover boy.
- Mr. Walker...
- Tea time is over.
Mr. Walker, we need to know now.
Okay, fine.
Just get me out of
here before five o'clock,
right, they're serving
tuna casserole again.
Come on.
So I had a nice little
chat with the warden.
Do you wanna know what your guy was in for?
Yes, I read the file. I couldn't resist.
I always knew you were
judgmental to the core.
We all are.
So you trust this guy on a
multimillion dollar spacecraft
on a mission that took
the better part of a decade
to prepare for?
He is more intelligent
than every person in
this building combined.
Then how'd he land up in a cage?
Bad luck.
Too trustworthy.
There's lots of different reasons
that have nothing to do with intelligence.
Plus all of his crimes are nonviolent.
I trust him.
Well, I don't.
He's a thief.
And I found two men in
the office while you were out,
and they might be
able to help us fix Truth.
They're still students, but
their coding is similar enough.
Look there.
See on the floor?
You see my ring on the floor?
Yes.
I left it there before
I left and he saw it.
I bet you he doesn't take it.
If he does, you could send him back to jail
and we'll guess work the repairs on Truth
with your backup guys.
But if he doesn't, he stays on the mission.
All right, you're on.
Mr. Walker, please report to room 2A.
See there.
See the
Dang it.
Yep, I never doubted him for a minute.
He's ready to go.
He probably knew it was a trap.
You made it too obvious for him.
Does he have the basic training
to even walk on board a spacecraft?
I don't want him shitting his pants
five minutes into zero gravity.
Jensen's been briefing
him for the last two hours.
He's ready to go.
Congratulations.
Few people get this
opportunity, Mr. Walker.
Thank you, sir.
It's actually been a dream of
mine since I was a little boy.
Ah, well, isn't that special?
You'll be boarding Dead less
Five first thing in the morning.
It's one of our older ships,
but it'll get the job done.
It's a nine month mission each way.
But we've got cryogenics
on board, so don't worry,
it'll feel like you're taking a nap.
Kristin will get you a
hotel room for tonight,
and Helden is downstairs waiting for you.
He's one of our finest astronauts
and an even better man.
He'll get you up to speed and
leave with you in the morning.
If you have any questions, ask him.
Good luck to you both.
- He's nice.
- He's an asshole.
Oh, and by the way, between you and me,
you didn't think that little bullshit trick
with your ring was gonna work, did you?
You knew it was a setup?
I've been robbing banks
and diamond brokers
for the better part of a decade.
I live my life as if there's a
camera on me at all times
because there usually is one.
Right.
I knew you knew.
And I suggest you get
downstairs with Helden.
You don't wanna keep him waiting.
Right.
I'll see you next year
if I don't decide to stay.
You must be Helden.
Yes, Helden Smith.
It's a pleasure to meet you.
Jack.
Don't you ever call me
jackass, you got that?
What do you say we hit up
the gift shop on the way out.
I already got my mug,
but my mom can really
use some shot glasses.
This is a satellite
office for special projects.
There's no gift shop.
- Wow, that really sucks.
- My mom's gonna be pissed.
Hmm.
So what's up, space cowboy?
What time are we taking off tomorrow?
Launch is set for 7:00 AM
7:00 AM?
Well, that's perfect.
Gives us more than 12
hours to get fucked up.
What do you say, Light year?
First round's on me, huh?
You like Tanqueray?
You seem like a gin guy.
Come on.
Ah, here we are.
Just how I remember.
Ooh, I wonder if Louis still works here.
I might still have an outstanding tab.
Mr. Walker, I'm under strict orders
to take you straight to the
hotel for a good night's rest.
Really?
Because yeah, I don't see
anybody else around here
enforcing those orders.
So I'll tell you what,
why don't you gently remove that stick
that's shoved up your ass
and come have a drink with me,
all right?
One drink, come on, Sparky.
Actually, you're
supposed to be in handcuffs
until we get to Mars.
Give me this.
These might come in handy later.
The bear is hungry,
Helden, the bear is hungry.
You really gonna make me drink alone?
I'm gonna be waiting outside for you.
Please just...
- Just one drink.
- Yeah.
Oh, right there.
- That feels good?
- Uh-huh.
Oh man, you're so good
with that deep tissue Brenda,
you're amazing.
My name is Betty.
Yeah, Betty, Betty, I
mean Betty, that's what I said.
There you go.
Oh yeah, to the left, to the left.
Oh, that's right, there it is.
Oh yeah.
Where is he?
Did he leave?
In the shower.
Oh, what time is it?
Six o'clock.
You know you snore like a bear.
Sorry.
So, you guys are
astronauts on a secret mission.
What did he tell you?
That you're astronauts
on a secret mission.
I work for NASA and he...
I don't know what he is.
Whatever.
Look, I gotta get to
class in a couple of hours.
I gotta get some water.
Ugh.
Some breath mints to
freshen up this hangover.
Can you tell your friend I had a good time?
Yeah, sure.
You know, I had a friend
who would've been perfect for you.
She's kind of nerdy like
you, but at least she drinks.
Your friend would not
stop talking about you
coming into the bar last night.
Why wouldn't you come in?
- I don't drink.
- Smart.
That's why you're raking
in the big bucks, NASA boy.
Take care now.
Woo!
Morning.
Where'd Brenda go?
Is that her name?
She just left.
What?
Well, you're lucky.
I was gonna ask you to borrow a few bucks
'cause I had nothing to give her.
Oh man.
Oh, oh, she was great.
That was exactly what I needed last night.
We have to be at the
airfield in half an hour.
All I gotta do is put
on my shoes, fly boy,
we're all waiting on you now.
Come on.
Today, Junior, come on, come on, let's go.
Let's get it moving.
There you go.
Oh, put some pants on.
We have ignition.
So what now Buzz?
We're just gonna sit here
patiently for nine months
until we get to the red planet?
You guys got any movies on this thing?
How about any board games?
I'm gonna give you a tour of the ship
and introduce you to the crew.
This is Travis Brown, our pilot.
Jocelyn Rudin, co-pilot.
Howdy, the world's in your hands.
Don't fuck up.
Could you try not to be so coarse?
Travis and Jocelyn are Harvard grads
with over a decade of intense training.
Look man, I'm gonna say
and do whatever I want, all right?
I'm just as smart as you
snooty motherfuckers.
Don't forget why I'm here.
You're right, I'm sorry.
You don't have to
apologize either, all right?
Just stop being a fucking prick.
Nine months is a long time
to have that fucking
stick shoved up your ass.
You don't want me to jump a ship tomorrow
before breakfast, do you?
- This way.
- Yeah, this way.
This is Dr. Terry Spencer, our Captain.
She knows the system inside and out.
That's very impressive, Doctor.
It's a pleasure to finally
meet you, Mr. Walker.
Truth P41 is a remarkable
piece of design and machinery.
Hmm, yeah.
Well, if we ever get that
fucking piece of shit to work,
am I right?
Oh, pardon my French.
It's quite all right.
Is there anything else we can get for you?
Yeah.
Well, I was thinking
that maybe you and I split a
bottle of vino sometime soon.
How does that sound?
Let's go to the engineering room.
What?
I'm a red wine guy myself, so.
Right.
You've already made a fool of yourself
and embarrassed me in front of the Captain.
I feel these guys might be more your speed.
Jack Walker, Tom Hills hire, Adam McCleary.
New guys in the back. It's Marty and Hank.
They're the brave
engineers keeping us moving.
There's no need to
sugarcoat it, space cadet.
We're all just grease monkeys.
Plain and simple.
My people.
You're the one that built
that Mars robot piece of shit?
Yeah, that's me.
I'm the guy who designed it, built it,
and the only person
who knows how to fix it.
But hey, what have you
done with your life, huh?
Well, fuck you buddy.
I missed my kid's graduation this year
on account of your little field trip.
I like these guys already.
We've got a video call
with Kristin in a few minutes.
- This way.
- Right.
Oh, hello beautiful.
What are these fandangos?
These are mini rail guns.
They have six capacitors
and deliver more than two
kilojoules of energy per shot.
Two kilojoules.
Oh, what the fuck is that?
It's enough to ruin
your appetite, sweetheart.
So you mean to tell me any fucking time,
we can blast a hole on
this ship with these fuckers?
They're specifically calibrated
to ensure that they will
not pierce the fuselage.
That's cool.
So what, plan on having
an intergalactic warfare
with the yellow green bastards?
When do I get to play
with these babies, huh?
That's up to Terry.
Come on, Kristin's waiting for us.
Fucking piece of shit.
Hey, everything looks
good on the home front.
Estimated time of arrival
is eight months and 28 days.
So get comfortable.
Easy for you to say.
This thing doesn't even
have Netflix or hookers.
Has he been cooperating Helden?
I wouldn't exactly invite
him to dinner with my wife,
but so far, yes.
Well, if he acts up, you
have my permission to cuff him.
Wow, I thought we were friends, Kristin.
All right, I got a meeting
with McHale in 10 minutes,
so I'll talk to you guys tomorrow.
Copy that.
And Jack, behave.
So now what?
What, are we gonna play
fucking tag, hide and seek?
We're gonna sit in a circle
and play fucking songs?
Oh, how about a game board, huh?
Did you bring a game board with you
with a bunch of batteries, yeah?
I'm exhausted.
I'm gonna go turn in
for at least a few hours.
What the fuck am I gonna
do? I'm all fired up here.
Can I go explore?
Look, I promise you I
won't pull any fire alarms
or open any emergency doors
that'll suck us into a vacuum.
All right, look, I promise.
All right, fine.
Just don't touch anything
and leave everyone alone.
He think I'm like eight years old.
That way, that way.
Mh-mh.
Whoa.
Hey.
We must be making good time.
Time.
Oh yeah.
Yeah.
No, no, what are you
Helden Smith, report
to my office immediately.
Sorry, I was sleeping.
What is it?
You know that alcohol's
forbidden on the ship.
I...
I know.
Well, what's this? How did he get this?
I don't know.
What, you weren't supervising him?
I went to take a nap.
Oh, you're pathetic. Get him out of here.
Yes ma'am.
Calm it down.
This was a horrible idea.
McHale is going to hear about this as well.
I wanna know how that alcohol
got on the ship, goddammit.
Yes ma'am, I'll find out.
Come on.
No, no, come here, I want to
Sit down.
Come on.
You are disgusting.
Get him out of here.
Ah, you too, Captain.
Come on.
So I guess that wine date's
out of the question, huh?
You broke your promise, Jack.
When did I promise I
wasn't gonna have fun?
- Where did you get this?
- What does it matter?
Alcohol is forbidden on spaceships.
The higher altitude accelerates
the level of intoxication.
Man, those tests are bullshit.
Even if they are, they
will abort this mission
if you don't cooperate.
I will turn this spaceship around
if you do not cooperate, son.
Jack, just tell me, please.
Okay, it was the grease monkeys.
You know, my people.
I want to know how
you got this on the ship.
- That ain't ours.
- Yes it is.
How did you get this past NASA security
and smuggled it on board?
Hey man, relax.
You can't expect us to be
working like slaves for 18 months
and not be able to have a
little fun during play time man,
come on.
It's not like we're getting
drunk on the job or anything.
It's forbidden and I
can get in big trouble.
Hey, listen here you fucking suit.
You're not in charge.
The only reason why you're on this ship
is 'cause the Captain needs a whooping boy.
That's not true.
I coordinated the launch.
Oh, put a fucking sock in it, man.
No one caress.
You know what?
Keep the damn whiskey.
You need it more than we do anyhow.
Hey, Bennie, that fucking
suit found our whiskey.
I told you man,
we never should have
smuggled that shit on, boy.
Come on man.
It's not like I had to
twist your arm either.
I guess rover boy found it.
What do you suppose we do?
Well let's go kick
his smart boy ass then.
Yeah, that's what I'm talking about.
Grab some lead.
Show him.
Jesus, what are you guys doing?
Shut up Astro man.
Yeah, shut up.
Guys, just put the guns down please.
We haven't even begun training on them yet.
Look, why don't you shut your mouth.
Go stand over in that corner.
We're about to bust these
guns chairs right now.
Come on.
Where are you robot boy?
You fuckers are really gonna kill me
over a bottle of Jack Daniels, huh?
That you smuggled in here yourselves.
I am.
You're hilarious.
Besides, I don't think you
guys know how those things work
you both have the safety on.
No, we don't.
You do, yeah.
Core of these machines is
based on my designs for the rover
so I think I know how they work.
Wanna see?
Man, fuck you.
We'll show you.
That's what I thought.
Helden, grab their gun, come on.
Come on, grab their gun, put
'em back where they belong.
Both of you, keep your hands up.
Both of you, keep your hands up.
If Jack wants a sip of Jack,
he's gonna fucking get one.
Stop being so fucking greedy.
Keep your hands up
and you, apologize to
Mr. Smith for your crass words.
He's been working hard on this mission.
Man, now you're going too far.
Sorry Helden, I tried.
Fuck.
Damn you.
Son of a bitch.
I think I just shit my pants.
I'm not here to referee a fight.
You should have thought about that
before you vouched for these barbarians
and this fucking has been.
What did Kristin say?
She's not happy.
Neither am I.
If it was my decision, I
would turn this craft around
and wait a few months
and assemble a real team.
So what do we do now?
Go ahead as planned.
You made this bed.
It's gonna be a long nine months.
I might as well colonize Mars myself
and spare myself a fucking ride home.
Make sure it's always leveled, all right?
Man, are you paying attention Tom?
Yeah.
So make sure you keep it leveled.
Press against your shoulder.
See that?
You all got that?
This thing is, save yourself in the back.
Yeah, that's the one.
- You want one?
- No thanks.
You gotta eat something, Jocelyn.
Enjoy yourself.
Who are you trying to look good for anyway?
What, you think we're gonna come across
some fat shaming aliens with 10 inch rods
and traps like Adonis?
I'd rather not, but thanks.
More for me.
That's good.
Oh yeah.
Ah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I can't
hear you, I can't hear you.
When was the last
time you actually bathed?
I haven't seen you use
the bathroom in months.
That's none of your business, Captain
and I take great offense
to personal hygiene questions like that.
- Get off my bed.
- Fine.
But I have a serious question.
What do you think we're
gonna find out there tomorrow?
I don't know.
New geniuses spend millions of dollars,
three quarters of a year
on this little Sunday drive
for I don't know.
That's bullshit.
So tell me, Captain,
do you believe in aliens?
I believe in the possibility.
So that's a yes then.
So what do you think
we're gonna find out there?
Rock monsters, ghosts,
little green guys with big eyes?
I'm serious Captain.
I really am interested.
I believe that humankind
is moral at its core,
that we have an innate notion
of what's wrong and right wired into us
since the beginning of time
to allow for progression
and ultimately civilization.
I believe what's ever out there,
whatever we find out there, it's the same.
Hmm.
Civility and progression.
I see.
But those rail guns that you
have down in the engine room,
they tell a whole different story, Captain.
You asked for my
opinion, I gave it to you.
Fair enough.
I appreciate the honesty though.
- What about you?
- Do I believe in aliens?
Why would I spend the
better part of five years
developing and building a rover
just to take pictures of red dirt and air?
So yeah, I believe something's out there.
I'm excited.
Remember what I told you,
the rover should be no
more than about half a click
north of the ship.
So if you go that far and
don't see anything, turn back.
We can't go out there looking for you.
Say something.
Since the early 20th century,
the world has been visited by intelligences
greater than man.
Shortly after that, the
great and noble Jack Walker
built a titty bar and a casino on Mars.
Signal sounds good.
You have six hours of oxygen in your suit.
Keep that in mind.
You ready?
Let's fucking go.
Think he'll find anything?
He's so far up his own ass.
He would make up
something and say that he did.
Any signs of the rover yet?
Hey, do me a favor, relax.
Calm your fucking tits.
I just got down here.
Look, the minute I find anything,
I'll let you know, all right?
Son of a bitch.
Guys.
Guys, can you hear me?
Did you find the rover?
I think I'm starting
to trip out down here.
I can't find any sign
of the rover anywhere,
but I think I may have
found something of interest.
Go on.
Well, it looks like some kind of box.
It's not very big.
It is about the size of my hand.
It looks like it's made out of metal.
I don't wanna open it here.
Plus I can't really do any work
with these stupid fucking
Mickey Mouse gloves on.
Do you want me to
bring it back to the ship?
Well, it looks safe.
But what the hell do I know.
I recognize it though.
What do you mean you recognize it?
It's made out of the same metal
and material from the rover, which is weird
because like I said,
I don't see any pieces
of the rover anywhere.
Something must have took it apart
and built this using the pieces.
It's so strange.
There should be pieces everywhere.
And the rover is huge,
but I don't see any
scattered pieces anywhere.
Permission to bring
this back onto the ship.
I repeat, requesting permission
to bring this back to ship.
I can't inspect it further out here.
We heard you.
Return to the ship with it.
Per protocol,
inspect it in the airlock
before bringing it in.
Copy that.
I estimate that I walked a
lot further than calculated.
How likely is it that
the rover wandered off
any further than your current marker?
Nonexistent.
Especially now that we
know it's missing pieces.
Return to the ship.
You have approximately
two hours of oxygen left.
Yeah, I know.
Copy that.
Over and out, Captain.
Stop crowding.
Let him take off the suit first.
Ow, goddammit!
What happened?
That stupid toaster stabbed me.
You okay, Jack?
Okay, everyone get
away from the goddamn box.
You are lucky that didn't happen out there.
You've been turned inside out.
How is it?
It's just a prick. Maybe
because I'm a prick.
I'd say he is just fine.
Jocelyn, take him to my
room and bandage him.
I'll get a test kit ready
and have the inspection
results tomorrow morning
if I can open this.
I expect nothing less.
Be careful.
Okay, you're all set for
battle again, Mr. Walker.
Hooray.
I can't believe you were brave enough
to go out there by yourself.
All in a day's work.
So, what did you see out there?
You wouldn't believe me if I told you.
Yeah, I would.
I believe I saw God.
What?
Well, not the God but a god.
How do you know it was a god?
Well, only a god or a
ghost can walk the red moon.
Why didn't you tell us on the radio?
Because I wanted to experience
it for myself in the moment
without having to share
it with anyone else.
And I'm the first one
you're sharing it with?
I guess so.
What just the hell are you doing?
There is no fraternizing on this ship.
Relax Captain, there's
plenty of me to go around.
Let the little lady have
some fun for five minutes.
How can anyone enjoy that with you?
Ouch.
But hey, I get it, going
nine months without any dick
puts you on the edge, doesn't it?
Or it's probably been
a lot longer, am I right?
Excuse me?
You heard what I said you stuck up cunt.
I'm gonna go take a nap.
Hey, thanks for fixing me up kid.
You are welcome.
- We'll talk later, Jocelyn.
- Get back to the cockpit.
Yes, Captain.
I sent a full medical report
to Kristin 20 minutes ago.
She's gonna run it past the
medical team and get back to us.
The side of the box has a button
that projects a blade outward.
Jack must have hit it by accident.
So the design of the box is no accident?
It couldn't have just fallen
off the rover at some point?
No something intelligent
definitely put it together.
There's no doubt about that.
What we don't know is what's
inside it or why it was made.
What are you thinking?
A virus?
Well, possibly but why?
Walker, get to my office.
I want you to take a
blood sample from Jack.
Hey, it was not me who
clogged the space toilet, I swear.
Go wait in the examination room,
Helden is gonna take some blood tests
and a brain scan on
you. How are you feeling?
I feel great.
No fatigue, no aches?
No.
How's your mental state?
100% clarity, confidence, and positivity.
I might write a self-help book.
Go wait in the exam room.
Where'd you put the box?
It's locked in the control room.
Here.
Terry told me what she
saw, you and Jocelyn.
Yeah, well excuse the fuck out of us
for being sexual beings.
I should lock you up until
these test results come back.
Whatever got you is in
your bloodstream now.
Yeah?
Well if it got me and if it did,
then everybody should get some.
Make this shit hole a better place.
Terry and I are about to
have lunch at the cafeteria.
Care to join us?
- I probably shouldn't.
- I know what happened.
Terry blames Jack anyway, it's fine.
I'll throw the ship on
autopilot for a couple hours.
You're just gonna make it more awkward
if you drag this thing out.
Come on.
I'll take some of that.
Not hungry?
Hope you don't mind.
- Help yourself.
- Uh-huh.
Hey, how about some
grub in the engine room?
We've been working 12 hours straight
and these damn pipes have cooled down.
Tell Travis to take it easy up there.
We're sweating like pigs.
I'll send Jack with some
food packets in a few minutes.
Tell Jack we like our
coffee with two sugars
stirred with a thin straw not a spoon.
You got that Jack?
Yeah.
It's on its way Bannon.
Over and out.
Hey Joce, you're gonna eat your food?
You haven't eaten since we left Mars.
What part of I'm not hungry
is too difficult for you to understand.
I didn't mean anything
by it, I'm just saying.
Just saying what?
That you need to eat Joce.
You eat it asshole.
Um...
You know my sister growing up,
she had anxiety and anorexia.
Seems very familiar.
That was a little different though, right?
Stupid fucking grease monkeys.
I swear.
Jack go get 'em food.
Motherfuckers.
You're hired hands, be more like me.
Motherfuckers.
With two fucking sugars, yeah.
With two fucking sugars, you piece of shit.
Here, like that.
And here, you tell him to kiss my shit too.
Motherfucker.
Hm.
All right.
Here you go, you fucking animals.
Get it while it's hot.
Took you long enough.
You know...
I really don't know what
your boys got against me.
I'm a hell of a nice guy.
Look, you don't impress
us jag-off, all right?
You waltz around here
like your shit don't stink,
but you're prison trash
just like the rest of us.
Right.
For somebody that's so
smart, you sure are stupid.
Now, if anyone else could read the code
on that stupid rover you made,
you'd still be behind
bars where you belong.
Not even fit to clean our pipes.
Wow.
Wow.
Don't stop now guys, come on.
Tell me how you really feel.
You know what?
You think you're hot stuff, don't you?
Just 'cause you stepped
foot on that red dirt, don't you?
Well, you ain't no
better than the rest of us.
In fact, when we get back,
you're going back to jail to rot.
In fact, if it wasn't for Captain
holding them big paychecks over our heads,
we'd put you down ourselves
just like the disgusting pig that you are.
That's good.
That's really good.
I appreciate the honesty, boys.
I really do.
Tell you what, you're
both invited to my wedding.
Oh, speaking of Bannon, how's the coffee?
It's adequate.
Yeah, not bad for a retard.
Well, that's good to hear boys.
Um...
Room service will be
back later for the tray
so in the meantime, enjoy your meals.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, asshole.
What is this shit?
We should have the test results verified
by tomorrow morning
but I would keep an eye on Jack.
Why?
What did you find?
At first glance, his dopamine
levels are through the roof
and his gamma-aminobutyric
activity is abnormal.
Do you know if he had any
alcohol before the brain scan?
No, not that I know of.
Jack, report to my office.
Captain, I highly suggest
complete quarantine
until we can verify our findings.
There's something off with his results
and we don't know yet if
what infected him is airborne.
Jack, I want you to be
completely honest with us.
When was the last time
you had alcohol or drugs
on this ship?
- Not since the first day.
- It's been downhill ever since.
Okay, I'm gonna give you
a moment to tell the truth.
I swear.
I swear on this entire solar system.
You have my word.
What was that?
Dammit.
Go ahead, I got you.
Come on.
Give me the cuffs, give
me the cuffs, come on.
All right.
Wow.
You mind telling me what
happened here, chief, huh?
You all right?
Yeah, I'll be okay.
I just came in to take some meter readings
and they attacked me for no reason.
I think he broke my skin.
Yeah.
Yeah, these two were after us.
Even me.
I don't know what we're gonna do.
We're still months from home
and without these two to maintain
Well, you're in luck,
I know my way around an engine room.
Plus we have Marty and Hank back there
who haven't turned to the dark side yet
so we'll do the best we can, all right?
Hey.
Hey look at me, come on.
Let's get you all cleaned up, come on.
Any updates from Kristin?
We're still waiting on the confirmation.
Tomorrow morning at the earliest.
We have to talk to McHale.
We are running on a skeleton
crew with Jack in charge now.
I'll have a video crash
course set up if we have to,
but until we reach home,
Tom and Bannon are prisoners
and will be treated as such.
What did you bring to my ship, Jack?
I have a copilot that won't eat anything.
I have two rabbit dogs who babysit
and now you're a bigger
asshole than you were before
if that's possible.
- Shut up.
- Excuse me?
I said lay off him, he saved my life.
You shut your mouth.
This mission might be going to shit
but I'm still your captain
and you will respect me.
You're not a captain.
You're a self-indulgent
bitch who's holding me back
just like McHale and
everyone else at the office.
You're crossing the line, Helden.
We have to work together on this.
You got that?
Answer me Helden!
Why aren't you any different?
What have you done to my crew?
Fuck away from me, man.
Help!
Jesus Christ!
Help!
Help!
Hey man, what are you
doing, what are you doing?
What are you doing?
He was too far gone for any help
so I just had to tie
him up with the others.
Kristin, talk to us.
Kristin.
I'm sorry.
I've been up all night
with the medical team
and I haven't slept in 48 hours
and my kids need to get to school.
We need you here. Tell us what you found.
Okay, more test results have come in.
Jacks dopamine and
serotonin are abnormally high
but that's not what worries us.
What worries us is his
neurotransmitters are a mess.
Low levels of glutamate,
receptors are just acting by themselves.
Can you just give us the
layman's rundown real quick
and save the technical
babble for these guys later.
Basically, whatever infected Jack
is acting like a supercharged alcohol.
It's tearing down any
inhibitions he may have
while upping his reward center
with every action he chooses
whether it's right or wrong.
Is there a way to control it?
Not on a conscious level.
I mean, he's still capable
of independent thoughts,
but those thoughts are gonna
be based on primal instincts
without regards to consequences.
Physically, how are
his other levels reading?
Well, he's healthy otherwise.
I mean, unlike alcohol,
there's no hangover.
There's no need to repair damaged cells.
There's no downside.
I'd say multiple acts
of needless violence
is a pretty big fucking downside, Kristin.
I'm sorry.
What I meant is this super drug,
and we are calling it a
super drug at the moment,
is only as dangerous or
as beneficial as its host
and its thoughts.
I should also inform you
that this drug acts like
a super truth serum.
So anyone who's infected cannot lie to you
so bear that in mind.
Mm, betrayal upfront just how I like it.
Saves us all the time with
the bullshit mind games.
How long is this supposed
to last after the infection?
Does it wear off like alcohol?
We don't know.
But initial tests are
saying that it's permanent.
Jesus Christ.
Well, we should also let you know
that it's transferred through bodily fluids
so it's not airborne.
Thank you, Kristin.
Get some rest.
I'll follow up with you later.
Well, fuck me running, guys.
My bad.
You all right, Joce?
Anything else you want
me to fuck up, Captain?
What are you thinking right now, Captain?
Hmm?
That you wanna sell that
box in the black market.
How about big pharma?
Because you're sitting
on billions right now.
Don't look at me like that.
I'm just saying what you're thinking.
And I'm warning you.
If you do that, I'm gonna stop you.
Same way I stopped Helden
from killing those two bastards.
Just imagine what we can
accomplish as a civilization
with no fear, no filters.
Captain, he's right.
If we put this in the hands of good people,
we could do great things.
The sky's the limit.
Who decides who's good Travis?
Check engine six.
Okay, now what?
Slow down to 600.
Do either one of you want coffee?
I'm gonna make some in the break room.
No, I'm fine, thanks.
What do you say we loosen
up the ropes off of Helden.
I don't know what to do with him.
I think he'll be fine.
Just as long as we keep
him away from Bannon
and we need all the help we can get.
Plus he knows a hell of a lot
more than I do as a co-pilot.
Is there anything in your mutual past
that he might feel the need to settle?
Because he seemed pretty vindictive
before he went after Tom and Bannon.
He would've tried something by now
if he had the chance, right?
Probably, I don't know.
Get him out of that engine room.
Do not uncuff him.
He needs to eat anyway. It's been a while.
Right.
So...
Hey, you gonna behave
yourself, you bad boy?
Has he said anything?
Not one word,
but his hamster wheel is
spinning pretty hard though.
I can tell.
If he tries anything else,
you have permission to use deadly force.
Well, hopefully it doesn't come to that.
I see a lot of potential in this guy.
What are you thinking about, Captain?
That this is all bullshit.
What is?
Kristin's diagnosis, this whole mission.
Why aren't you affected by it?
You're the first one to get contaminated.
I am affected by it.
I just have nothing to hide.
Surprise Captain, not all
of us are evil pieces of shit
underneath the surface.
Just... almost everyone.
You're a thief.
- We got you out of jail.
- For victimless crimes.
I never robbed anyone or any place
who didn't have insurance
to get their money back
sometimes even more
so you can pretty much call me Robin Hood.
What? You don't believe me? I
put a fucking machine on Mars
so I think I got the basic
fundamentals of life figured out.
Then why'd you do it?
Why'd you rob and steal when
you can have a normal life?
Because that is normal to me.
That's why I did it.
I grew up poor.
My friends were crooks,
my father was a crook.
Shit, he took me on my first home invasion
before I was even 10.
I did what I was told, that's all I had
and then that becomes all you know.
And even when you try and change it,
it comes back to haunt you
because you just can't shake it
because you crave those
warm feelings of nostalgia
to fill the void.
So this dumb little fucking ultra red drug,
it's no hoax, it's in me.
Just hasn't affected me
because I've been real
with everyone since day one.
That's why I haven't changed.
You are lying.
How?
I have fucking truth serum
running through my veins.
There's a greater force out there, Captain.
And it's found a way to wipe us out
from millions of miles
away and we took the bait
just like that.
Just like the greedy little leeches we are.
You ever think about
taking a dose yourself?
Breaking free from the chains?
Total freedom.
Think about the power you can exploit.
No fear, no filters.
Want to take a test drive?
Come here and give me a kiss.
Oh, don't be like that.
I mean, just think about it.
We could conquer this universe, you and me.
So come on, give me some sugar.
Oh, wow.
Whoa.
Whatever, we made no difference anyway.
What the hell happened?
Where'd he go?
I told you not to let him move.
He's been sitting there for six hours.
He said he'd use the bathroom.
Bitch.
Damn.
What the hell is happening here?
How the fuck did you get out of your cuffs?
I picked 'em.
Why'd you uncuff Helden?
I didn't.
He must have had an extra key
and got loose when I fell asleep.
Son of a bitch.
Stay down, stay down.
Get outta the way, Jack.
This is none of your concern.
Helden, all right,
think about this, all right.
Look, if you kill Bannon, we're
down another crew member.
We're already struggling to get back home.
I don't care.
Bannon's already a lost cause.
All right, then what's your plan?
I'm gonna kill Bannon
and I'm gonna kill Terry.
Travis can take us home.
And when we get back to Earth,
you and I are taking over NASA.
They owe me that for my loyalty.
Come on, you son of a bitch.
You're the only person I trust anymore.
That's a pretty fucking
ambitious plan all right.
When were you planning
on telling me this, huh?
Oh fuck Bannon, shit.
Come on man, stop fucking shooting.
Stop it!
Fuck, stop it!
Stop shooting.
Stop it!
Stop fucking shooting.
Stop shooting.
Fuck.
Fuck.
Where is he?
He went into the airlock.
Wait, no.
What are you doing?
Look, I get it.
You're going to Terry's
room and she's a bitch, I know,
but do you honestly know
how to captain a ship?
Do you think I'm capable of that?
Yes.
Good, that's what I thought.
That's why you're still alive, Jack.
You set me on fire and this
goddamn box will go with me.
I was gonna promote you
when we got back to Earth.
I already spoke to McHale about it.
That's simply not true.
Yes it is Helden, it
was my idea to uncuff you
and let you free.
Is she already infected
and I just don't know about it?
Answer or I fire.
No.
Don't talk to him, talk to me.
- But I want to talk to Jack.
- Jack has to tell me the truth.
That's what you said, right?
That's what you told me
right before you unlocked my handcuffs
and told me to do what
I will to Bannon, right?
Jack's a thief, a common crook.
He can't do anything for you.
Shut up.
You're a manipulative bitch.
Nobody likes you or ever has.
And as soon as I'm done
helping you, you'll discard me.
But Jack will do the
Jack has to tell me the truth.
Just imagine...
Just imagine the recognition we'll get
when we get back to Earth, the fame.
We can change the world.
Jack, I just wanna know one thing.
What's that?
This box was made from your rover, right?
They built it from your rover
using your materials, right?
Answer or I fire.
Yeah.
Is it fireproof?
Answer me, Jack.
Yes.
Everything all right back there?
Thought I heard some screaming.
I'll tell you about it later.
Time's the only thing we got right now.
Hey, you mind flying the
ship for a couple of hours
while I get some shut eye?
Can't keep it on autopilot too long.
We don't got much choice.
Oh, and don't walk past Terry's room.
I'll explain later.
Alex, you should be
doing your extra credit work.
I talked to Ms. Cherry today
and you aren't gonna make
it through the year without it.
I'll do it later.
I have to go FaceTime Chelsea.
Hi sweetie.
Oh hey, what time is dad coming home?
Oh, I told you he was
on a business trip, sweetie.
Um... I could help you with your project.
That's okay, I want dad, not you.
Hey Kristin.
Oh Jesus, you look like shit.
I feel like it too.
You know, every night I go to sleep
and I'm jealous of you and Helden
that hopped in a spaceship
and flew a million miles away.
Kids causing a ruckus again?
When do they not?
I think Phil's cheating on
me, but I don't have proof.
And yet Alex and Amanda
still see me as the bad guy.
Yeah, well there's no
sunshine over here either.
Well, what's new?
I haven't heard from you in a while.
Well, Helden just put
himself in the cryogenic freezer
for the next eight months.
What?
Why?
He wasn't exactly playing
nice with the rest of the crew.
That's out of character for him.
Well, he's got a few
surprises up his sleeve.
But listen, I just wanted to let you know
that our correspondence
might be a little sparse
these next couple months,
but I'll try to communicate
with you as much as I can.
Is everything all right?
Is the box safe?
Yeah, yeah, the box
is in good hands for now.
I'll let you in on the rest later,
but don't worry, you just...
You go get some sleep, get some rest.
Um okay,
but you know you can call
me if you need anything.
All right, talk to you later.
Bye.
McHale is gonna wanna
know why he is in restraints.
It's safer that way for all of us.
You haven't told McHale about
any of our findings, have you?
No, he's been working on other projects
and our lab's sworn to secrecy.
You wanna take a hit?
It'll help with confidence in there.
Funny.
- Not interested.
- Not interested or afraid?
Let's go.
Why is he handcuffed?
Jack can explain that.
Is he infected with something?
Do we need to quarantine the building?
It doesn't work that way, sir.
All right, then how does it work?
In our findings, this
box contains a stimulant
that permanently alters
the chemistry in the brain.
Basically, one would feel intoxicated,
but with more clarity, but
with no physical after effects.
It'll also remove any and all filters
an individual may have.
Are you kidding me?
We've run countless tests
and Jack can testify
firsthand on the power.
So you're telling me
we're sitting on a truth serum
that's the ultimate antidepressant
with no side effects whatsoever?
Potentially, I would not say whatsoever.
Our findings are that the
subject needs to be mentally sound
- or else.
- Or else what?
Isn't humanity moral
and decent at its core?
I mean, that's how civilizations are built.
Compassion, people helping each other.
Sir, have you ever wanted to kill someone
but didn't because of the consequences?
Of course.
Hasn't everybody?
We'll have to run some more tests.
There has to be some way
to alter the chemical makeup
to make this less dangerous, right?
That is what we're
trying and what we hope.
We could be sitting on billions here.
Maybe even a Nobel Prize too.
How much of this stuff do you think
we can get out of that box?
Excuse me.
All right, with all due respect, sir,
this isn't just some fucking mine
we can frack for all its resources.
This is the strongest thing
we've ever come in contact with.
This isn't even from our fucking planet.
I see this thing wiping us all out
before it brings any good.
Settle down Petunia.
You're lucky to even
be sitting at this table.
Don't abuse the privilege.
He was the first one infected.
He's an integral part of our study.
- Is that right?
- Yes.
And he's an official team member
as he should have been
when he built the rover
all those years ago
and he's willing to help
us in any way he can.
Yeah, you hear that asshole?
And by the way, is anyone all right,
is anyone curious about
what I saw up there?
We'll have you give us a full report
first thing in the morning.
Do you have anything to add, Mr. Smith?
He's suffering from some of
the symptoms I was afraid of.
He's on the shit too?
Yes, but from what I
heard, it wasn't his fault.
Our boys working on the cure yet?
It's still gonna be a long time.
We haven't even
started the initial testing.
All right, let's keep him handcuffed.
We'll take him to the lab tonight.
I want 24 hour surveillance on him.
I'm gonna call some people over at the DA.
Are you bleeding?
Oh, fuck.
Are there any weapons in this building?
No, everyone's gone home now.
But there's security guards on duty,
they would have pistols.
Okay.
Okay, come on, come on, come on.
Kristin, what's going on?
Larry, Larry.
Heard you slamming doors.
Helden's gone crazy.
He killed... He murdered McHale.
He's after us next.
Where is he now?
All right, I see him.
Stay here and stay down.
Mr. Smith, I need you
to put your weapon down
and do what I tell you to do.
I will shoot you if you do
not back away, Mr. Smith.
Fuck.
Are you two okay?
All right, I gotta call this in.
Stay here, I'll be right back.
Sergeant Henley.
Back on Earth for two minutes
and we're already in this shit.
This the greater good the
red planet wants for us?
It was never for the greater good.
We know that.
You think Larry there
would've manned up for us
like he just did if he had a
shot of ultra red in his veins?
No, I don't.
I think he would've saved
himself and left us to the wolves.
Fucking Larry.
I have to leave now.
What?
Where are you going?
What do you expect me to do with this?
You deal with it.
I don't even know why I'm drinking this.
I've been permanently
drunk for nine months now.
And now on to some disturbing local news.
Early this morning, police
found four dead bodies
in the house of a NASA employee.
Can you turn that up please?
Phil Worthington was found
with lacerations to his throat
while wife Kristin was found
dead of an apparent suicide.
Daughter Amanda was found suffocated.
Alex was found bludgeon to death.
At this time, police
are looking for a motive
and more information on
who may have killed whom
before Kristin apparently
took her own life.
Kristin Worthington was on
the research team at NASA
for seven years.
Police are also working with her coworkers
to gather more information.
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Dude, what's that?
Is that like a transformer or something?
Well, to be honest with
you, kid, I don't really know.
But you want to know a little secret.
This thing came from Mars.
- You're lying.
- I never lie.
Why would I start now?
So what are you gonna do with it?
I'm probably gonna put
it back where it belongs.
I'm gonna go back to Mars one day
and leave it there for good.
Why would you do that?
Someone has to
because there are no more
good guys left in this world
so I'm up.
Yo, you should sell it, man.
Could probably get a few
hundred bucks on eBay.
Say your grandma
saved it from the Civil War
or some shit like that.
Or you know what?
Maybe the aliens will come looking for it.
You could use it as bait.
Trap 'em, kill them before
they kill us, you know?
Just like that, huh?
No, no, I think they're too smart for that.
They wouldn't have to
come here to annihilate us.
Whatever, man.
There's no such thing as
aliens anyway, I was just joking.
No you weren't.
Fuck you, man. I'm a good kid.
Yeah.
Yeah, that's what they all say.