Previously on "Nightflyers"...
We need to send a probe.
This is our first point of alien contact.
Did it reach the Volcryn?
We don't know.
What did you see when you were inside that thing?
A message from the Volcryn?
It's been out there for over a thousand years.
You brought an L-1 on board?
- Yeah, his name is Thale. - They're murderers!
Sir, we're getting error codes.
Isolate the malfunctioning systems.
Cut them off from the rest of the ships.
Send a welding team to Karl D'Branin's quarters.
Give me the time to get the data I need.
My mother can feel this thing inside of her, like a cancer.
Now she's lashing out.
There's no way to predict who she'll hurt.
You can hear your mother.
Words, feelings in my head.
She built this ship to be her home forever.
The Crystal Matrix is her body now.
She's been using the ship to hurt us.
She's in there, and she's real.
She's not going to stop with the Probe.
Cynthia!
Where are you?
Cynthia.
You were in my office again, hmm?
Where are you?
I know you're here.
I will find you.
Cynthia!
Where are you?
Cynthia!
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I've never seen anything like this.
Oh, look, another tooth.
Performing my own autopsy.
You should take a break, mate.
You don't need to be here. In fact, you shouldn't.
There's no way you can be objective about any of this.
Rowan, we are finding chunks of my body
in a probe that I built to make contact with alien life.
I just feel like I should be here.
Is something else bothering you?
Agatha.
What exactly is the logic
of bringing your ex into deep space?
- We needed Thale. - For the mission.
- Yeah, we did. - That's why we're here.
The mission. Please, remember that.
We're never gonna reach the Volcryn
unless we deal with Cynthia permanently.
The firewalls can't keep up, and we're losing time.
- We need to lock her out. - So what's your plan?
Well, in order to maintain her consciousness,
Cynthia Eris had to build some sort
of, um, of an organizing architecture.
Without our bodies to relay sensation, our minds panic.
Which is why she's so dangerous.
- She's frightened. - Yes.
I need to go in there and find a way
to seal her up in that world permanently.
Karl, are you agreeing with this?
I don't know. Whole thing makes me nervous.
You're talking about containment, not death?
Yes, your mother's still going to be there,
just unable to access the systems of the ship.
And what if you get lost?
Or if we lose the connection to you inside there?
We lose her. Forever.
I'm not comfortable with this.
After what happened to you the last time...
A lot of people endured a lot of pain
for me to be in this place.
The memory sphere.
Show her your pain. It's hers too.
Practice must be brief today.
The Elders are becoming suspicious.
- No! - No!
You know tech is forbidden.
There are consequences to dissention.
Your gift is worth the pain.
Don't be afraid.
Accept the price.
The hands.
I'm ready. It's what I'm here for.
Are you sure that's... safe?
I'm worried about you.
Before, you wanted to hack that thing
out of your arm, and now you've got two.
I need the bandwidth if I'm gonna find Cynthia.
She scared the shit out of you last time.
Are you sure?
There are other things on the ship that scare me more.
What the hell?
Jesus. Call medical.
Onto the table, onto the table.
- Up. - Tie him down.
Sedation, sedation.
It's too much blood. I need a visual. Wipe him down.
Stand back, scanning.
- Where is the wound, please? - I can't find it.
Dermal, subdermal, arterial are all intact.
Scissors. Open material top.
Wipe down the wound, please.
Where is it coming from? Where is the wound?
Stay back, please.
Okay, everybody, stop, stop! Please, everybody.
We just need to breathe. Please, just trust me.
Just close your eyes, take deep breaths.
Close your eyes, breathe.
That was a fucking tour de force performance.
You should have seen the look on your faces.
Ha-ha!
Oh, my God.
I-I don't understand.
You should be ashamed of yourself.
What, you should be ashamed of yourself.
I'm in desperate need of medical assistance.
Hey, you are pushing your luck.
What the fuck else am I supposed to do?
I'm bored out of my nut.
Well, you never come and see me, do you?
You scared the shit out of me.
Well, I'm sorry.
You look lovely today, by the way.
You can just lay there for a little while,
while I go clean up this mess with the crew.
Can you let me out the fucking...
I was on the Luna 71 shuttle...
with my wife and kids.
We were on our way to Luna
to spend a week at the water resort.
The L on that flight was one of the first.
Just a little girl.
It all started on takeoff.
You know what takeoff is like, right?
The gravity crush, the ship shuddering
as if it's gonna break into a thousand pieces.
The kids loved it. They're laughing, thrilled.
Us adults... terrified.
We didn't let it show, of course.
But that little girl...
She took our normal fear, and she amplified it.
And once that fear was bouncing around,
getting bigger and louder, it turned into a wave.
And the next minute,
everyone's ripping each other apart.
He fuck...
He fucking...
Now I can't even remember what my boys look like.
When I think of their faces, all I see is what's left.
It wasn't the little girl's fault, man.
It was too much power for her to control.
That's my point.
All that power, and you never made
a damn thing better in this world, have you?
- Hey. - We can use Thale.
He can connect with Lommie in the Crystal,
be like a beacon for her.
You know, pull her out if she's in any trouble.
- We-we can't trust him. - We have to.
Karl, please, I want him to do something meaningful.
Let him be a part of this team.
Hey, Lommie, look.
It's us.
Thale, are you sure you know what you're doing?
Oh, no, not a clue, bruv. This is uncharted territory.
It's gonna be just fine. You can do this.
Yeah... yeah, yeah, you're gonna have to go.
I can't think straight with all your thoughts
bouncing around the room.
No, Thale, I can't leave you.
Agatha, trust me, you've gotta leave.
And he can stay, it doesn't bother me.
He knows what we're up against, but the rest of you...
Come on, Agatha.
We're gonna trust him, we have to trust him.
You okay?
Be careful. You too, Lommie.
- Are you sure you're ready? - We can't go on like this.
Neither can she.
Go to the monitors in the mission lab.
I need you to open the firewall to let Lommie inside.
Okay.
You ready for me?
Yeah, I guess.
Ooh.
Okay. I can feel you.
All right, don't.
- Don't what? - Be afraid.
I'm just riding with you. I'm right here.
- Ready. - Move fast.
She's gonna fight back.
What brings you, Rowan?
I have a, uh, Petri dish full of cells
that don't seem to want to die.
Oh, the Probe. Do tell.
How do you know about that?
The Volcryn sent me a message.
Come on.
Do you, uh... want to take a look?
At your space blood? I thought you'd never ask.
Outside a big house.
There's trees, fog, birds.
Loads of fucking birds.
Fucking birds everywhere.
It's Greywing. My grandfather's house.
Lommie was right.
My mother created a familiar world.
There's no way in.
Doors are locked, windows are shut.
This place is a fortress.
The doors, the locks. Those must be my firewalls.
I wasn't sure how they'd manifest.
- Mel, open the door. - Already on it.
Someone's here.
That's my doll.
- Who are you? - We know why you're here.
- We? - Us.
Me.
- Cynthia! - Him.
I can feel you, Cynthia.
What are you doing?
Get your hand...
off that door!
It's nice to have another toy.
It's a pity, really.
Who sent you?
- Roy? - Where are we?
Home. Are you here to play?
- She's here to trap us. - I'm here to help.
- To kill us. - There's someone upstairs.
- Who is it? - A nobody.
- Who is it? - Daddy.
Nothing.
- Is this his house? - No!
- We should play with her. - Playtime is over.
God, I can't stand not being in the room
when someone else is solving the problem.
Well, we have to trust Thale,
for Lommie's sake.
You said he's strong.
Have you heard from Joy recently?
How's she holding up?
Yeah, she missed our last video call.
She's undergoing heavy memory release therapy.
Getting rid of anything that reminds her of Skye or me.
My Aunt Luce did that when my father passed away.
She just kept going and going until there was nothing left.
She was gone.
I mean, she never really came back.
I can't tell Joy what to do,
but I'm not gonna do that with Skye.
I don't want to forget about her.
You're doing great, Karl.
Grief is a natural process.
You can't just hide from it.
You just have to face whatever comes your way
with an open heart.
Sleeping Beauty's awake.
Uh... what happened?
Thale managed to pull you out.
You were unconscious for two days.
Two days.
Um, sorry, I couldn't trap her.
She's too strong.
Well, maybe you should have stayed and finished the job.
It's not her fault. She can't finish anything.
- But I take it you found her? - Pieces.
She was fractured into two subprocesses.
A younger one, uncorrupt.
- The other... broken. - Mm.
- I should go back in, I... - No, no, no, no, no.
Rest.
You need to rest.
Cynthia made everything clear.
- She talked to you? - Well, to me, actually.
Yeah, it came through my head clear as a bell.
This mission is over.
I-I don't understand.
- Where's Karl? - Karl was wrong.
The Volcryn aren't what he thought.
They might not even be real.
Maybe we should just kill D'Branin.
That way, we could all go home.
Cynthia lived a difficult life.
Suffered too much.
She built this ship to escape that world.
To fly away from old monsters,
not into the arms of new ones.
She put her life into this ship.
It's not meant to be a prison for her.
It's meant to be freedom.
She was...
I am...
Everywhere.
Always listening.
Always watching.
You knew he was watching?
We were just having some fun.
We needed to distract long enough to find
the break in the firewall you used to get in here.
I must be off now.
I'll tell Karl you said hello.
No!
What's happening?
It's your mother. She's out.
Releasing your memories of me, it's okay.
I don't even know if I'm gonna come back
from out here anyways, so it's probably for the best, right?
Warning, oxygen depleting.
Warning, oxygen 80%.
Help!
Sir, there's a problem with the airflow.
D'Branin's quarters.
Warning, oxygen 60%.
- Help! - Warning, oxygen 40%.
Help!
Oxygen level critical.
- Oxygen eliminated. - Help...
What's going on?
Karl, stay with us! We're gonna get you out.
- The hatch is disabled. - What?
- Doesn't make sense. - We gotta get this door open.
Give me that. Get engineering.
Stand clear.
- It's not opening! - This doesn't make sense.
- Do something! - I'm on it.
Karl! Karl...
Oh, God.
Karl! Karl!
Oh!
You're okay.
How did you...
How did you know?
We have to get you to medical.
Cynthia. Cynthia.
She's out.
Power systems error.
Switching to reserve mode.
Initiating reboot procedure.
- Thale. - I tried.
- Where's Lommie? - She's locked in there.
Is she okay? Is she still inside?
- I can't find her. - Is she alive in there?
Can you go back inside?
Try and reestablish contact with Lommie?
She's coming. Cynthia's coming.
Your friends are going to die now.
There's nothing you can do.
You're trapped inside here with me now.
There's no getting out.
Where are you going?
What are you going to do?
Please stop.
Don't open the door. It'll bring him back.
She's not going to like this.
I know.
Mother's scared.
You came back.
I wasn't going to hurt your friends.
I just wanted you to behave.
I was angry.
I've been alone in here.
You must understand.
What are you keeping behind this door?
It's your father, isn't it?
It's not the Crystal that made you... like this.
It was him.
He beat us.
He demeaned us.
He tore us down.
You had trouble with your father too.
I've watched your memories.
You hurt him with that hammer.
That's where you're wrong.
My dad loved me.
It was this fucking world that kicked me in the teeth.
- And I had to... - Accept the price.
Cynthia!
- Come on! - Please, Dad!
Go hide.
Go. Go, run!
Thale?
Get me out!
Systems stabilizing. No trace of malicious code.
Nice work. How are you feeling?
Uh, still a little shaky, I guess.
- Roy. What is it? - I can't hear her voice.
- For the first time, it's quiet. - You're welcome.
Hey. I'm proud of you.
We should get you back to the Dome.
We could all use some rest.
What was it? Her weakness?
We all have secrets.
Parts of our past we'd rather forget.
And is she okay?
Where she is?
Is it peaceful?
- Is it secure? - I locked her out.
You did so good.
I need to go lie down.
Here, let me help you.
You saved our lives, and the mission.
Go ahead. Release me.
I want you to start over.
I just want you to be happy.
SEND
Hey.
I was looking for you. You weren't in your quarters.
Yeah, I couldn't sleep.
- Tell me what's wrong... - Don't touch me.
You let him watch us.
How many times were we together with Eris there watching?
He watches everything.
I don't understand what the big deal is.
Where was my voice in that decision?
Okay, I'm sorry.
I really am, I'm sorry.
Don't come to my room anymore.
Open.
Lights.
Is everything okay?
Everything's fine.
I heard your voice.
You were in my head.
You called me back.
And when I opened my eyes, I was glad it was you.
Tell me if this actually makes any sense.
- Okay. - Cells...
can speak chemically to other cells
across vast distances inside our bodies,
whilst animals, like bees, butterflies, or ants,
can speak wordlessly across vast distances
outside their bodies.
Could someone, in theory, use those methods
to communicate across galaxies?
You mean, use them like a radio or a telephone?
Yeah.
A human being.
One of two tin cans
at either end of a very long, invisible string.
I mean, these-these cells, they are transmitting.
Maybe just to one another, but maybe...
You think the Volcryn sent the Probe back to talk to us?
I think they sent it back to listen.
Activate display 337, please.
Hello, beautiful.
My body is failing, Auggie.
But this is not good-bye.
I will always be here, close to you.
I will always love you, little bear.
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