Previously on Missions...
You came to help us with guns drawn?
Don't worry, we'll be back very soon.
Gemma will help us.
The others have to see it.
It's no ordinary DNA.
It has a third helix, from our Martian Komarov.
He has a pebble's DNA.
I'd like you to let me hypnotize you.
- Vladimir... - What's going on?
This is Gemma Williams.
If anyone can fix the vessel, Allan Brody can.
We found a particular radiation.
This is what the radiation gives us
when combined with different wavelengths.
You've always known you weren't a second chance.
You've dissed us all the way!
We're his puppets.
How long did you think it would take me to find out?
- What? - Komarov.
This is beyond us all.
I'll take him off your hands.
I've waited so long.
We analyzed the data that we receive.
It's amazing!
Komarov, that thing? This is stuff of science fiction!
A biological machine.
His brain it's the organic equivalent of a computer.
The specifities of its genome
had resemble with binary data.
Is it the unicorn we've been chased?
Yes, I believe so.
Are you a man of faith or a man of science?
We have an idea of the process.
The Brain Project has made spectacular progress.
Yes. In theory, Brain will facilitate the transfer
by allowing us to store your neurons on a quantic state.
However, if we failed to come to communication to the host's body...
I will die.
I'll die anyway in a couple of months.
We'll never have a better chance.
Transferring your brain's status
does not mean that your personality it's transfer.
If the transfer works,
your memories and your knowledge will survive.
But will you?
Will you see through Komarov's eyes?
We don't know.
It's a one way ticket.
All of this,
Zillion...
I built it by taking risks.
I don't have the hypocrisy to see that I build all of this
for my descendents or my shareholders.
My ambition isn't to end on a picture framed
on some forgotten wall of the Zillion of the future.
I am the future.
If I get just one chance to play with God,
and the outcome is death or immortality,
then I'm willing to take that risk.
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- Jeanne, what are you doing? - I have to see for myself.
Come back right now, Jeanne!
- Where are you going? - After her.
No, you can't, they're coming!
- Don't tell me what to do. - We need you.
- Simon, she's a big girl! - Out of my way!
I've been listening to you for months.
Just sort it out.
Please don't follow me.
Don't worry, Captain, I'll be back soon.
- Jeanne... - Don't insist.
Then promise me you'll come back in one piece.
I'm not sure I can keep that promise.
Simon...
The future fascinates me, Captain.
If the members of the politburo saw this...
- What did you do to her? - Me?
Yes. What did you say to her? She's not the same.
She's finally herself.
What will she find?
Will you kill her, like Z1's crew?
- That was different. - Different?
I'm sick of you answers!
Different because they were unreasonable.
They let themselves get carried away by anger, as you are now.
You're a impulsive man, Captain.
Especially when you talk about her.
I shouldn't have let her go.
What am I going to do? They're all counting on me.
She's counting on you too.
Even if she's too proud to say so.
She's not just unique to you, Captain.
- She needs you know. - What is it you really want?
I want to go home.
You're not Komarov. No one's waiting for you on Earth.
Mars has been a dead planet for so long.
The time has passed slowly.
Too slowly.
You don't really look like an astronaut, do you?
You say I'm fat? Because I am not fat.
Is this space suit that don't fit me appropriately.
OK, let me tell you a secret.
You know this kids on films, with big glasses?
The boys that are members of chess clubs?
That's was kind of me on school.
My dream
was to build space rockets, so...
When everyone else were smoking weed
and trying laid the prom queen,
I was in home drawing jet engines.
I was the prom queen.
I wish I've met you 20 years ago.
So you start to drawn very young?
Yes, that's my whole life to you. *
Turbines, nozzles...
Naked girls.
Each part of these papers ended up in a drawer somewhere in Houston.
NASA is the kingdom of unfinished projects.
And then, Goldstein arrive.
The savior of high school?s geeks.
I don't know about that. But he has a vision.
And money.
- Do you hear about Project Orion? - No.
It was a nuclear propulsion's project abandoned on the 60s.
Too expensive. Too dangerous.
But I carry on worked on it for years, just myself.
No one else cares.
Except Goldstein.
I agreed to leave NASA with one condition,
to be part of the first mission to Mars.
He said no.
But we made a deal on the second.
Drawings weren't enough anymore.
No.
I built my space rocket. And here I am,
chatting with the prom queen.
Come on. Let's see if we can launch the auto-diagnosis.
Irene.
Why don't I have access to the engine app?
- Because. - What?
Did you teach her how to joke?
No that much.
So, what's going on?
I don't understand.
Well, I do, but... it doesn't make sense.
What?
Out with it!
It's like Irene's reprogramming herself.
Whole chunks of code have changed for no reason.
Will that affect the ship?
I don't know.
It's just the AI bits for now. The ship's working,
but Irene vocal interface and reasoning
are changing, being recombined.
Irene, why are you doing this?
Sorry, Basile.
- Are you being forced? - I can't answer you.
What's that?
Her new structure.
Thousands of interlinked subprograms.
It doesn't make sense.
Like neurons.
It's being restructured like a brain.
Irene, what are you doing?
The same thing as you. I'm evolving.
5 YEARS EARLIER
SWISS ALPS
DAVID BOWIE TRACK 04 - LIFE ON MARS?
CALL FROM GEMMA WILLIAMS
Hi, Gemma. How's it going?
Fine, and you, William? I've been trying to reach you all day.
I'm enjoying the view and listening to Bowie. Want to see?
I don't like mountains and I hate Bowie.
Do you wanted a word?
- Yes. I... - If it's about Johnson's job,
he told me he wanted to stay on for another three months, so...
- William! - It won't be much longer.
William, I'm leaving.
- Who? - Zillion.
Are you going to work with Goldstein?
I'll be his number 2.
He has no number 2! There's Goldstein, then everyone else!
I leave next week.
If you'd asked, I'd given you the same position.
- That's not why I'm going. - Why, then?
Is it right that our era's greatest minds
devote their energy to making as many people as possible
click on online advertising?
Goldstein is different? He practically invented it!
Yes, but as a springboard to other things. He has a vision...
A vision of the future.
That's why I want to help him.
I didn't expect that. Especially from you.
The difference between you and him is that you're a good man.
But Goldstein doesn't need to be nice to be loved.
- I could sue you. - I know.
But I also know that you won't.
You'll miss me..
I hope not. That'll mean I made the wrong move.
- William, what...? - Sorry, Gemma. - What's going on?
Not so loud, everyone will worry.
What are you doing? �Are you lost your mind?
Just move.
- I don't know what you want... - You're coming outside with me.
Do you know what will happen if they don't find me?
They'll do nothing if you're with me. That's the hostage principle.
William! William, please!
Gramat?
- What now? - The airlock warning lights.
Impossible.
- Simon? Captain? - He won't answer.
Gramat? Do you read me?
Don't you hear me?
Yes, Yann.
- Why did you leave? - I have to get her.
What if the others show up?
It only will be a few hours. Make them wait outside.
Their engineer is aboard and Gemma is with me.
Do you want to be in charge, didn't you?
Simon, I'm asking you don't do this.
- Don't let them in. - You're not better than they are.
I'm switching off.
Did you hear that?
- He's abandoned us. - Yann, stop it.
- He didn't say that. - Yes, he fucking did!
- Don't defend him! - Stop it!
We have company.
Don't try to contact them by radio.
They'd better not hurt them.
You'd better not hurt me.
As long as no one hurts anyone else, we should all be OK.
- Shit! - Is it them?
I doubt it's Jehovah's Witnesses.
Ulysses, do you hear me?
Yes, we hear you.
You're not being very hospitable.
Why doesn't the airlock open?
Hospitality draw the line at armed men.
Mrs. Najac, as charming as ever.
You have something we want.
- You're not having it. - You're making a mistake.
You don't know what Komarov did to Z1's crew.
- They died in the storm. - You know they didn't.
I was there. There is no other explanation.
That's what happened, right?
May I speak with Ms. Williams, please?
What are you doing?
You heard what Simon said. We're not letting them in.
They're our only chance of getting out of here,
and we're declaring war on them? This is insane!
- Be reasonable and let them in. - Reasonable?
Don't you want to get back to Earth?
Eva? Basile?
Allan, I know you're not our enemy. Tell them.
I'm not. But they...
They're different.
Shit!
They've understood.
If you don't need me here, I'm going. Is that OK?
Are you sure of what you're doing?
Do I have a choice?
Well?
I'm not giving up. I'll work it out eventually.
That's why I picked you.
I haven't had chance to thank you for the surprise mission.
I didn't know we'd find something like Komarov.
Success depended on keeping it secret.
You used us. What's the difference between Goldstein and you?
- The difference is I'm here. - Thanks, how nice!
I'm taking the same risks as you.
I hope you have another secret plan to get us out of here.
Maybe.
- What's that? - A message for my friend Goldstein.
Are you going to surrender?
Negotiate?
Send it to him.
He'll be more reasonable than his gorillas.
See, when you put your mind to it!
What's going on?
- We've lost the uplink to Earth. - Try again.
That's what I'm doing.
Irene, let me use the uplink!
I'm sorry, Basile, but I can't let you.
- Why? - Because.
- Now what do we do? - Shit, Irene!
Don't force me to take radical measures.
What's going on?
It's Yann.
Mrs. Najac.
It's much nicer to talk face-to-face.
I don't understand anything. There's only one solution.
A total reboot.
Do you know what that means?
All she's learnt over the last months, our friendship....
it will all disappear.
We have no choice.
START IRN'S REBOOT? YES / NO
Komarov, where is he?
Thank you, sweety.
Move.
What are you guys doing?
- Nothing. - Raise your hands.
Both of you!
Nice to meet you, Mr. K.
What the fuck is going on?
Turn the lights back on.
Turn the lights, motherfuckers, or I'll break your hands!
- They're coming. - Turn the lights back on! Turn on!
Where did he go to?
Irene? Irene?
- Answer me! - REBOOT FAILED SYSTEM HALTED
Both you guys, get with the others.
On the map, it looked so close.
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