PREVIOUSLY
In 24 hours, we will land on Mars.
- But we won't be the first. - We were crossed by your competition?
- Zillion is behind this mission. - It doesn't make any sense.
Earth hasn't heard from them, except for one video.
The ten months of travel have revealed
serious neurosis in several of the crew members.
We now have a rescue mission.
The unhooking system seems to be failing.
- What are you doing? - I'm going out.
- We can't leave him. - We have no choice.
I can't reboot Irene.
Without a life support system, we'll all be dead in 24 hours.
Welcome to Mars.
Zillion changed the world.
We changed the world.
In the space of 15 years,
we created more services
than any other company in the previous hundred.
We made the impossible possible.
I had a vision.
A vision where each and every person on this planet
would be connected to each other like never before.
And that day has come.
I forgot.
Our future is now elsewhere.
5 years ago when I created ZSpace,
people laughed at me.
They're not laughing anymore.
Here is Z Explorer One.
In a few months' time, this ship will land on Mars.
It's the result of innovation.
A venture that Zillion alone could accomplish.
Space is set to become a land of competition,
and I promise you, we'll be first on Mars.
The future is now.
Are you with us?
TODAY
Can he hear us?
How long does he have?
Nobody knows.
Zillion's best kept secret.
But it's spreading fast.
He's running out of time.
I gave her something to make her sleep for a while.
She and Martin met when they entered the Space program.
Simon, you did the right thing.
- So? - We used way too much fuel.
With what we have left we can't take off and go back into orbit.
- We'll find a way later. - No, we won't find a way later,
we burned a battery during descent and we have nothing to put in the generators.
If we reboot Irene now, we'll use all our power and we'll be dead in an hour.
The only thing to do now is wait until the solar panels recharge the batteries,
but with the storm we went through, the solar panels aren't looking good.
- How long? - 48 hours.
And how long can we last without Irene?
24 hours.
That sucks. One more day and we'd be good.
And we can't boost the panels?
No, we need a battery.
That's fine, it shouldn't take more than a couple of months to make one.
There are some. On Z1.
- We don't even know what happened to them. - You got a better idea?
- Müller? - Yes?
I assume a geologist can tell if the ground is safe for a rover.
In theory, yes. But...
No buts, you're coming. Jeanne, get ready too.
Me? But what...
Hold on, I'm sorry but I think you're forgetting something.
And we're rolling.
The dreams of one generation,
are just the next one's reality.
The first man on Mars.
The first dance on Mars.
Long live the planet Mars!
Yann, can you hear me?
- Yes Simon. - If you don't hear from us...
you know what to do.
Copy that commander.
What's going on Müller?
We're already lost?
No, of course not.
I'm just checking the route.
I wasn't prepared.
Join the club.
Jeanne, you'll find water bottles and candy in the armrest,
if you have a preferred itinerary, let me know.
Are you going to tell me why I'm here? I'm of no use to you.
You said it yourself, I can't live without you.
Did you find a way?
If your girlfriend wasn't so power-hungry, I would have a dozen ways.
I'm really sorry that the world's most sophisticated artificial intelligence
requires more power than your razor.
Can't you just launch parts of her features?
It's all interwoven, the code's crazy, it would take days to...
Wait. There was a power saving mode.
I should be able to find it. Switch off everything we don't use and...
Like Apollo 13?
I don't know, I wasn't born yet.
There's not much left to switch off.
What's that?
I've reconfigured the boot, can I launch?
Wait!
Go, reboot.
Come on, gorgeous.
Wake up.
Are you okay?
How many watts can you give it?
No more than 1500.
Then we're screwed.
No more than that!
Shut it down!
Wait, it's almost complete!
Shut it down, we're using the backup!
Shit!
Fuck.
We're in deep shit.
Basile better be able to reconfigure Irene.
Or we're going to have to be more radical.
Can someone explain why there's no light in my cabin?
Am I interrupting?
Wait. I think we're close.
Tell Meyer.
He was right.
We're not the first.
Must have been a hell of a storm.
You think they're dead?
I wasn't very optimistic to begin with but...
- What about us? - We can give up on finding the batteries.
In theory the solar panels should be easier to find but...
I think that's a long shot too.
- Why? - I think even a shrink can recognize a solar panel.
Do you see any?
Let's check out the surroundings.
Can you stop doing that?
- Doing what? - That. It's not helping.
You're going to figure it out.
I don't have time.
At that rate, I would need days.
We're all going to suffocate.
And I'm going to die a virgin.
Listen kid, 2000 programmers worked on Irene's code.
And I chose to bring you to Mars.
So I know you're doing your best, and I also know you'll crack this.
But please spare me your life story,
save your oxygen, and hurry up.
No man has ever looked at this place.
When do you plan on telling us we're not going back?
- I'm not sure I understand. - Don't play dumb.
You planned for this possibility, otherwise I wouldn't be here.
You don't need a geologist or a shrink to go back to Earth.
We're the least useful.
- We can be sacrificed. - Is this true?
You have a lot of imagination.
And you're a bad liar.
I think I'm going to throw up.
Keep it for later.
There's a solar panel 200 yards this way.
I'm afraid we won't get to test your theory.
Don't you feel like you're putting pressure on me?
You speak too much.
Ulysse, do you copy?
Yes Simon, tell me you've found something.
- Do you have batteries? - No.
There are no batteries.
But I found a solar panel.
It's not too damaged, I think.
Do you think you can hook it to the others?
Yann, can you hear me?
Batteries would have been better.
That's all I have.
What about the Zillion crew?
Gone.
Copy that. We're waiting for you. Over.
Stop, I see something.
- What? - Stop! I said stop!
I think I saw someone.
He's breathing. He's alive!
- What the hell? - We have to get him back to Ulysse.
We don't even have enough oxygen for ourselves.
We're not leaving him. Don't even think about it.
We're in the airlock.
Get the medical unit ready.
I thought there was nobody on the ship.
He wasn't on the ship.
What the hell, why isn't it opening?
- What the fuck? - I don't know, try again.
Do something, figure it out.
I'm sorry Simon.
Sorry for what? What are you talking about?
If you get on this ship, if you use a few more
bars of oxygen to pressurize the airlock...
You know how it's going to end.
Better have four survivors than eight corpses.
It's a difficult decision, a decision
nobody should have to make.
But I can't let you in.
Eva, I'm sorry.
Yann, open the fucking door!
What are you doing?
- Open it. - Stop!
You know I can't make those fucking solar panels work.
- If they get in we're all dead. - You can't decide for all of us.
You're the one who talked about a radical solution.
He's waking up.
Hello.
- I'm back. - Fuck!
Basile, the batteries! You're going to kill us all!
It's not me, I didn't do anything!
He did it. Everything's working.
And there's still power.
Basile, you're a genius.
See? It wasn't so hard.
We're good.
Take off your helmets.
Let me open this door.
Wait.
What did he say?
Who are you?
Shit!
Where is the Z1 mission crew?
I don't know what you're talking about.
We found you alone and unconscious in the desert.
Where is the rest of your crew?
I don't know what you're talking about.
He seems fine.
If I'm here it means you must know who I am.
Okay, I think we got off on the wrong foot.
I am Simon Gramat, second in command on the Ulysse mission.
I'd like to know whose life I just saved.
We have an idea but we'd like confirmation. Better?
I am Vladimir Komarov.
Colonel and pilot in the Soviet Union army.
I was born on March 16, 1927 in Moscow.
I have the honor of being part of the space program,
and have been chosen by the First Secretary
to command the Soyuz mission.
I don't know how I got here.
but I will not tell you anything else about my role
in my country's army.
How old are you colonel?
Forty years old.
Who is the president of the United States?
Lyndon Johnson.
Regressive memory is common in PTSD.
Maybe he's telling us about family stories,
or the last book he read.
What do we do with him?
Usually it only lasts a few days.
I think we should keep him in quarantine.
For safety.
I have a bad feeling about this.
Keep examining him, and send everything back to Earth.
Did you manage to sleep?
No.
Alessandra, we didn't talk about it but...
- I'm sorry. - Please.
He knew the risks.
There will be a time to think about him, but not now.
We got an answer from Earth. You should see it.
Commander, I'm sorry for the delay.
Zillion has just confirmed that
there was no Russian cosmonaut on their ship.
As for the pictures you took of him, we have a problem.
You will find a file attached. Open it.
This picture comes from the archives of the Russian space program.
This is Vladimir Komarov.
He died in 1967 during the atmospheric reentry of Soyuz 1.
So, I assume there is a logical explanation.
Komarov would be over 90 years old if he had survived.
He doesn't look 90.
... sync and translation by captainlucie ...