"[ Woman ] My earliest memories of it were the stories, how it was once thought so vast- infinite skies, deep seas, boundless mountain ranges." "But they were only stories." "I was born on the stations, just like my parents... and their parents before them." "It's the only life I've ever known." "But I still think about those stories of Earth." "And I tell them to my son as we prepare to flee this life of ours on the stations, a life that is ordered, efficient, sterile... and, for a small group of children, deadly." "My son is one of the unlucky ones." "He was born with the Syndrome." "Ulysses, are you listening?" "Do you think when we get to the planet, I'll be able to, you know, like, run right out of the ship?" "No." "Not right out of the ship, but in time." "Now, may we please continue with our geography?" "[ Woman Narrating ] Six years ago, Uly was diagnosed with a disease... our medical community hesitates to even recognize, a disease not caused by the presence of a virus, but, rather, an absence" "an absence of what nature can provide, an absence of fresh air, of fresh water, New Pacifica is bordered on the west... by the Sea of Antaeus." "an absence of Earth." "And it is on this shoreline we'll be landing." "Are there going to be beasts on the planet, Mom?" " What kind of beasts, Uly?" " I don't know." "Big." "Bigger than this whole ship." "And skin like- like the elephant from my virtual reality, with teeth and tusks that shoot out from his face... like, you know, tentacles?" "[ Coughing ]" "And-And at the end of each tentacle, hands with nine fingers." "You think there'll be any monsters like that on the new planet?" "I certainly hope not, Uly." "Now, it's time for you to get some rest, all right?" "We have a very, "very" big day tomorrow." "Hmm." "Can I sit by the pilot when we launch?" "Yes, if you're quiet." "Okay?" "[ Beeping ]" " Yes?" " Big fire, Dev." "Cockpit." "I'm putting my son to bed, Commander." " Can't wait." "I need you now." " Okay." "I will be right back, all right?" "When I come back, I am gonna tell you a long, scary story." "[ Devon Narrating ] This quest to save my son has grown larger than even I could imagine." "Tonight, 250 Syndrome families wait with us, docked beside our small advance ship." "In eight hours, our lives will change forever, as we light out in search of a place like Earth once was, a place where children can thrive, a planet we might call home." "What?" "What is it?" "Something you should see." "Picked up from- [ Indistinct ]" "[ Woman's Voice ] Ms. Adair's private expedition had been in the planning stages for six years, despite virulent opposition from both medical and scientific fields." "Internet satellite?" "To repeat, the Eden Project, bound to set up the first colony in the G8 system, met with disaster this morning, exploding upon departure." "There were no survivors." "[ Scoffs ] What?" "What is this, some kind of a joke?" "It's government-released, Adair." "Preapproved by three panels nine hours before broadcast." "No jokes." "Coded for 0900 hours tomorrow morning." "That's an hour after we launch." "That's right." "They-They've given up trying to stall us, so now they're just going to kill us?" "They're going to try." "We find a better world out there than these sanitized cans, they lose control." "I'm running a resonant scan of the entire ship right now." " You think there's explosives on board?" " You don't?" "We cannot risk another delay." "There are over 200 Syndrome families on the colony ship, prepping for cold sleep right now." "No delays." "We'll launch on schedule." "No." "No, we need to launch now." " Solace, what's our status?" " We're at zero minus eight and a half hours." "You weren't hired to tell me the time, Ace." " "Portal's yawning wide open. " I'd say they're expecting a freighter." " Now you're talkin'." " Advise colony." "We're moving." " Yes, sir!" " Baines!" " Yeah." " Get the operations crew together." " Right." "We're on a tight departure." "Dad?" "Dad!" "Hey, Dad?" "Over here, sweetheart." "Dad, we're moving." "Yeah, it feels like it." "What's up, baby?" "They're looking for you." "Uh-oh." "Let's go." "Resonant scan came up with 97 non-registered items." "We need a physical scan of all specified areas immediately." " Explosive check and launching at the same time?" " Just find it!" "Let's go." "[ Man On P.A.] Colony ship on approach." "[ Woman On P.A.] Colony ship- [ Indistinct ]" "Hospital ward reports all 248 Syndrome children are secured." "Brace yourself,Sheila." "We'rejust about to kiss you here." "[ Man On P.A.:" "Indistinct ] Engaging." "Accelerating." "[ Sheila ] Initial contact." "[ Metal Clanging ] We have coupling." "Smooth as always, Mr. Solace." "Eden Advance, this is Port Control 1-9." "Please advise." "We're showing a no-go." "Just stretching our legs, 1-9." "Getting in position for manana." "What the hell is going on?" "What the "hell" is going on?" "What the- What's going on here?" "You're our government liaison, Martin." "Why the hell don't you tell us?" "What is he talking about?" "Who authorized our departure?" "We don't have level six clearance yet." "Eden ships, you are in violation of port ordinance." "Acknowledge." "Will someone with some weight talk to these nice folks, please?" "If you're still on board, Mr. Martin, I assume you have no idea what your friends on level six have planned for us tomorrow." "Well, they're releasing us to planet G889." "Guess again." "Solace!" "Are you out of your mind?" "You're not one of these lunatics." "Orient and redock before they take your charter bars." "You wanna pay my freight, 1-9?" "I kinda doubt you can match these people's credit weight." "Well, I just may retire off this run." "What do you say?" "Eden Advance, we still show no-go." "Return to dock facility." "Repeat:" "We will contact Port Authority." "Feel free to contact whoever you damn well please." "We're making a run for it." "[ Female Computer Voice ] Bay two portal doors are now closing." "Bay two portal doors are now closing." "If you could just tell me what you're looking for, maybe I could help you." "Ma'am, what is this?" "It's" " It's my husband's." "No triggers." "Opening item check number 19." "Well, the case is his, but, sir, the contents are mine." "Government quarter sector three clear." "Anything?" "Nah." "Negative." "I'm up to comm deck." "Those doors won't reverse, Solace." "We're shutting down Apex guidance." "Now, when was the last time you piloted manual, Lonz?" "[ Female Computer Voice ] Apex guidance system is off." "[ Man ] You breach that hull, and we'll have a hell of a mess on our hands." "Thanks for the vote of confidence, 1-9." "I'll keep that in mind." "Okay, Ace." "Now's the time." "You as good as you say you are?" "Show me." "Nav, I need vertical marker positioning right now." "Inside the launch tube?" "Without Apex?" " "[ Alonzo ]Just follow my marks. " - "Okay. "" "Retros at 50%." "Check." " "[ Alonzo ] Auto-positional. " - "[ Man ] Where are we going, Devon?"" "[ Alonzo ] I want positioning feeds from you at five-second intervals." "You got it?" "[ Navigator ] Got it." "Let's do it." "Well, well, well." "Look at all this activity. [ Alonzo ] Stay on line here." "Mr. Blalock, sir." "Morgan Martin, level four." "I just wanted you to realize that I, in no way, sanctioned this" "Blalock, go back to sleep." "You'rejust having a bad dream." "You have a scheduled departure in eight hours, Devon." "Movement like this could put your clearance at risk." "All these years of planning, Devon." "All those obstacles." " Three degrees." "Mark it." " Mark." "[ Grunts ] I know we've been difficult, but now, eight hours to go, and this final insubordinate act?" "Let's just say after all the years of clearance stalls," "I've grown just a tad antsy." "Devon, everything we've done has been for your benefit, to protect "you" from the unknown." "Oh, come on, Blalock." "You've seen the probe info." "The planet has a habitability rating of 83." "[ Blalock ] No human has ever been as far as G889, Devon." " "Personally-"" " Keep him on the hook, Adair." "Keep him talking." "Think I'd like staying on the stations, Dison?" "Syndrome children are dying." "Two generations, we may all be extinct." "[ Instrument Squealing ] [ Alonzo ] Okay." "Stay on it." "Devon, no one's more sorry than I am... that your little boy is sick." "It is sad when children die." "People have always died." "Doesn't mean we have to run away from all we know." "You've put years of work into this, Devon." "Why see it all come to a halt now?" "You've got 250 people counting on you, counting on both of us..." "Oh, my God." " They're gonna kill us." " to do the right thing here." "What's the point, Dison?" "I thought we had clearance." "Everything but level six, Devon." "You know that." " We're off." "Dead center." " Bring it up to seven." "I want speed now." "Devon, you know as well as I do... there are people who do not want you to succeed." "Keep him cool, Adair." "We need some time." "[ Blalock ] I know who they are." "[ Blalock ] "You are playing" right into their hands." "Two little ships, Dison." "A handful of unwanted, whispered-about families." " Most people would think of this as a cleansing." " Please, God!" "Were it up to me, I'd have let you leave long ago." "This is a difficult situation, rife with internal politics, Devon!" "No Syndrome child has lived beyond nine years." "My son is eight, and I will not watch him die." "[ Female Computer Voice ] Bay two portal doors are clear." "[ Both Sighing ]" "Nice work." "[ Blalock ] We need a few more months, a few more weeks... to establish the habitability of G889." "Do not leave station subspace... for your own good." "I cannot stress how serious this is." "Why, Dison?" "Are you trying to tell me something?" "Are you saying I'm at risk?" "Devon, you're at risk anytime you're out there without us." "I can't protect you, Devon." "I cannot protect you." " [ O'Neill On Headset ] We're clear." " You gotta trust me on this, Devon." "I'm trying to help you here." "I am trying to be a friend." "One thing I've learned, Dison- I'm all out of friends." "Don't go off-line!" "I wish you would listen to me!" "Hello?" "How long before they realize they didn't get us?" "[ O'Neill On Headset ] Oh, I'd say they know now." "We're already dead to them, Dev." "They're probably firing up that newscast as we speak." "We're on our own now." "No turning back." "[ Navigator ] Scanners show no station activity." "They're not coming after us." "Just get us out of here." "Yale, where's Dr. Vasquez?" "I can't get him on gear, and he should be prepping Uly right now." "Devon, Vasquez is not on board." "What?" "Apparently, he went to make a final check on the children on colony." "But we had boarded for departure." "Nobody was supposed to disembark without proper" "Oh, my God." "We have no doctor, Yale." "Dr. Heller is on board." "Dr. Heller?" "Come on." "She is the most junior member of his team." "She's barely qualified to be his intern." "Dr. Heller has come to prep Uly for cold sleep." "I should monitor him for 24 hours before the rest of us go down for hibernation." "I agree." "And, uh, you should get started." "I assume Dr. Vasquez has explained... the risks a child like Ulysses faces going into cold sleep, even under optimum conditions." "I'm well aware of the risks." "We don't have very much choice now, do we?" "No, we don't." "You can tell everyone from mechanical to kitchen crew we stick with the original contract- transport to and deposit on planet." "I'm not asking for the crew." "I'm asking for myself." "The contract said nothing about bomb scans or leaving under a no-go." "Look, even after I drop you off, I still gotta come back here and do business with that port." "Okay, let's see." "Twenty-two light-years each way." "How many administrations you think that'll be?" "Just tell everyone hazard pay clause has been invoked." "Thank you." "Good." "That's all I wanted to know." "I- All right." ""Eden Advance," colony ship prepped for disengage." "Tell those passengers of yours to hang tight." "By the time they're out of cold sleep, we'll have set up their new home in New Pacifica." "[ Sheila On Radio ] Twenty-four years of sleep?" "We can sure use it." "Thanks for the push, boys." "Hope you all sleep tight." "You're breaking my heart, Sheila." "I wish we could bring you along." "I love you, champ." "I" " I won't wake up for 22 years, but it'll seem like tomorrow, right?" "Just like any other night." "You don't think I won't wake up, do you?" "You will wake up, Uly." "I promise." "And when you do, we're gonna be on the verge of a whole new life." "And then you can finish telling me that story with that beast of yours, okay?" "I will." "[ Device Hisses ]" "[ Whispering ] Night, Uly." "Night." "I love you, Mom." "[ Mouthing Words ]" "[ Panel Beeps ]" "[ Devon Narrating ] We bring so many questions with us." "Will this new planet hold the key to healing humanity?" "Will the frontier hold the same promise it did for our ancestors?" "And, most of all, will Uly ever get to slay his monsters?" "[ Female Computer Voice ] Artificial gravity restoration: active." "Atmospheric repressurization:" "active." "Automatic pilot self-check:" "in progress." "Artificial life-support system:" "check." "Cryo-sleep chamber four." "Heller,Julia." "Physician." "Neurological activity:high." "Core temperature:normal." "Alpha rising:.8." "[ Beeping ]" "Isn't standard operation to have me verify position... so you and I can hop back in a big sack if we're a couple hundred million miles off course?" "That's right." "Well, you'll be happy to know that my record's intact." "I haven't missed yet." "Okay." "[ Beeping ]" "I could postpone everyone's defrost and celebrate life a little bit." "What do you say?" "Is that the only come-on you sleep jumpers can come up with these days?" "You've worked cold-sleep runs?" "Well, let's just say your reputation precedes you." "I don't have one." "I'm not around enough to make one." "But you" "You have some sleep in your eye." "What?" "[ Grunts ] Oh, man, oh, man." "[ Giggling ] Oh, man." "Lonz, tell me I can go back to bed." "Sorry, pal." "We're right on course." "I win the betting pool." "Tell your guys to fork over." "What are you, a morning person?" "Hey,you know, 22 years is a drag, huh?" "First cold sleep?" "No, third." "Never more than 19 months though." "[ Groans ]" "I had some kind of weird dream or something." "Not me, pal." "I been under so many times, I lost my dream button." "Never really get used to how the world changes though." "One long night's sleep, everything you knew... almost a quarter of a century older." "Probably a grandmother now." "So that's why we get the heavy pay, huh?" "How old are you, man?" "A lot older than you, kid." "He's still under 97." "That's fine." "Well, he should be responding by now." "Cardiorespiratory's improving." "E.E.G.'s on target." "I think a stimulant is indicated." "Devon, I do know what I'm doing." "Before apprenticing with Dr. Vasquez, I" "You graduated cum laude in diagnostic analysis." "I checked." "Then you must also know that my parents had my chromosomes skewed towards the medical arts." "Your background compensates for your lack of experience, but right now my son is" "[ Coughing ] Uly?" "Uly?" "Uly, honey, I'm here." "I'm right here." " Are we there yet?" " Almost." "We're almost there, honey." "Almost there." "[ Man ] ... any assigned held pods on B-4 should report there within an hour." "[ Woman ] Where should I store this?" "Copy." "Hey." "True, sweetheart." "Come on." "You gotta buzz your teeth." "Need your help up top." "I'm getting a cat, right?" "I had a dream I got my cat." "Real cat?" "Did you dream we won the trans-station lottery?" "Hey." "You promised." "You said we're gonna be richer." "I know, but I didn't say we were gonna be billionaires." "You know how much a pet allotment costs?" "Come on." "I'll meet you up top." "Let me make this clear, Dad." "After we go drop them off, and we get home, I get a cat." "Not a cheapo synth cat." "A real cat." "No discussion." "Understand?" "Well?" "Good." "So I'll meet you on deck." "[ Woman ] Thank you." "And what time do you wanna meet for dinner?" "[ Man ] 0800 hours." "Geez, I can't believe we're actually doing this, Bess." "I mean, I hate travel." "I hate that Devon woman." "Miss Stop-The-World-My-Son-Is-Sick, My-Cyborg-Tutor-And-I-Want-To-Get-Off." "I mean, what pretension!" "Oh, how could I have been so stupid?" "Bess, what are you looking at?" "I feel older, Morgan." "Well, you're not." "We've been over this a million times, Bess." "We were in suspended animation, remember?" "We don't age." "It's impossible." "All right?" "I didn't say I "was" older." "I said I "feel" older." "And you can't suspend feelings." "[ Man On P.A.] Technician Flores, report to station blue." "Technician Flores, report to station blue." "Bess, I'm" " I'm sorry." "I" " I've been under a lot of pressure lately." "Bess, you know you're my whole world." "[ Beeping ]" "[ Rhythmic Hissing ]" " Please don't stare at me." " I'm not." "Uly, don't wear yourself out now." "Well, hello." "We'd heard there was another child on board." "My dad said they stopped the Yale program, that you all went crazy." "[ Man ] Check systems two through 10." "A few of the Yales did have faint recall of their criminal past." "He doesn't have a memory glitch." "[ Chuckling ]" "He's a great tutor." "[ Yale Chuckling ]" "Well, I'm sorry that we are parting ways at G889." "We all could have gotten to know one another." "Take a look." "[ O'Neill ] Just what you wanted, Dev." "A new place to call home." "We made it." "[ Whispering ] We're on the other side of the stars." "[ Female Computer Voice ] Advance "communication dish launched. "" "Okay, easy does it there, girl." "Drag and stage." "Propulsion shift." "[ Laughing ] Yes!" "Hey, Ace." "You put this cargo down as nicely as that dish, we're in business." "You say, "Stack 'em," I'll say, "How high?"" "Commence at your discretion, pal." "I'll be in the head." "Sure." "[ Alonzo ] Baines, prep cargo pods for the drop." "Mmm." "What the" "[ Grunts ]" "[ Loud Grunting ]" "[ People Screaming ] [ Alarm Blaring ]" " [ Grunting ]" " What's going on?" "[ Female Computer Voice ] Warning." "Cargo pods won't release!" "They're dragging us down!" "Baines, unlock it!" "Cut them loose.!" "[ Baines ] Release mech is jammed.!" "We've picked up a heavy magnetic charge.!" "[ Alonzo ] Then blow them off!" ".Do it.!" " "[ Computer Voice ] Pods one, two, three. " - "[ Baines ] Charges are dead.!"" " [ Grunting ]" " Ow!" "Come on, Bess!" "Whoa!" "We're not going down on this thing, Bess!" "[ Sobbing ]" "We're not dying here, Bess." "Aah!" "Morgan!" "Morgan!" "[ Computer Voice ] Warning." "Evacuation warnings are in effect." "[ Cries Out ]" "Everything will be fine." "Do not panic!" "Do not panic!" "There's enough room for everyone!" "[ Computer ] One, two, three." "Warning." "[ Screams ]" "Evacuation warnings are in effect." "True!" "Where are you, girl?" "True!" "Bess, in!" "Get in!" "[ Computer Voice ] Evacuation air lock engage." "Hurry!" " Hey!" "Hey!" "What are you doing?" "What are you doing?" " Morgan!" "Bess!" "Hold on!" " "Air lock secure. "" " Don't leave!" "There's people here!" " "Evacuation pod is engaged. "" " Hey!" "What are you doing?" "[ Bess ] Morgan.!" "Oh, my God, Morgan.!" "Morgan, I'm scared.!" "[ Bess Screams ]" "[ Computer Voice ] Evacuation pod... is away." "Solace.!" "[ Computer ] Proceed to evacuation." "Forget it!" "Abort now!" "Pod two, three." "[ Warning Bell Ringing ]" "True!" "True!" "Daddy.!" "True!" "Sweetheart." "Oh, God." "Oh, God." "Okay." "Okay, baby." "Come on." "Let's go." "Gotta keep your head down." "All right?" "Come on." "You're gonna be okay." "Daddy, I'm scared." "Come on!" "Leave it!" "Let's go!" "Come on!" "We're giving her up." "Let's go." "What are you doing?" "[ Grunts ] [ Squeals ]" " "[ Computer ] Evacuation air lock engaged. " - [ True ] Hurry!" "There's no room." "There's too many people." "Take the other one." "[ Computer ] Air lock secure." "Evacuation pod is cleared." "Away." "Come on." "We gotta go!" "That's it." "I'm sorry. come on!" "Let's go." "We gotta go!" "Run!" "Proceed to evacuation pod." "Dad!" "Hurry!" "Hurry!" "[ Man ] Get in here." "Get in here." "Close the hatch." "Everybody, secure!" "[ Grunts ] Go!" "Catch!" "Go!" "Come on." "Get out of the way!" "All right." "Sit over here." "Okay." "Come on!" "Everyone inside?" " Hurry!" " I said, everyone inside?" " Yes!" "Disengage!" " Go!" "Go." "[ True Screams ] [ Computer Voice ] Pod three is away." "Our Father who art in heaven, protect us with your strength as we are guided on this journey." "Protect us, Lord." "We need you." "Dad, we're gonna hit.!" "[ Screams ]" "[ People Coughing ]" "Are you okay?" "Uh, I'm fine." "Everybody, check for injuries and stay calm." "We have a reading?" "I'm processing, and I can't get anything." "Don't give me can't!" "I want an atmospheric reading." " Nothing." " [ Sighs ]" "[ Baines ] Sensors are down." "Open the hatch." "There's nowhere else to go." "We can't stay here." "That's right." "All right, everybody." "Stay calm." "Stay put." "I'm gonna open this damn hatch." "All right." "Hatch opening!" "[ Grunting ]" "[ Groaning ]" "Here we go." "I'm at 130 over 90." "It's too high." "I know." "It's okay." "Just take a big breath." "What is it?" "How's he doing?" "No signal from the other crafts." "Keep trying." "So?" "No sign of trauma." "You're clear." "Thank God!" "[ Chattering ]" "[ Man ] We're gonna need water." "Yale." "Take this." "Keep your eye out for anything that moves." "I can't." "Weapons aversion in the Yale program?" "[ Tones Resonating ]" "I tried to hold her." "I couldn't shake the unit." "Can you hold still for a second, please?" "Please!" "I told you." "I just wrenched it." "Please just give me a minute, okay?" "You're gonna have to take 24 hours." "You've got multiple fractures here." "I mean, you're not gonna be walking until at least tomorrow." "You did take a bone-healer vaccine?" "It was for the colonists." "I wasn't even landing." "[ Sighs ]" "Hey." "Is" " Is this dirt, Dad?" "Yeah, I guess so." "Cool." "That's cool." "I" " I don't think this is such a good idea, Bess." " I feel like we're gonna get arrested." " What for?" "Burning wood's been illegal on Earth since I was a kid, Morgan." "Even though we burned everything else." "Bess!" "It's spreading." "See" "Morgan, don't worry." "It's gonna stay put." "And if anyone else is alive, they'll see our "fl"ames." "[ Insect Chirping ]" "Yeah." "You know, Bess, I think... that we may be the only ones who made it." "I" "I feel awful about leaving them like that." "Morgan, stop blaming yourself." "You explained it." "There was nothing you could do." "We just broke away." "The wind shear just ripped the pod right off." "We're lucky we got out alive." "Thank goodness you got the door closed." "Yeah." "You know, you're- you're actually a hero." "[ Grunts, Chuckles ]" "That is definitely one of our pod sectionals." "The other 15 could be scattered all over this planet." "Mmm." "Pod 12." "Inventory has it with vehicles," "V.T.O. aircraft and probably some clothing." "What would you estimate?" "Another 10 hours of darkness?" "I don't know." "We'll move at first light." "Devon." "It's just so hard to believe." "If this is anything like Earth was hundreds of years ago" "It's a second chance." "The odds are unbelievable." "Save some of that for later, pal." "I am." "Hmm." "That's all there is, son." "Better eat it." "No, thanks." "Come here." "Come here." "I want to show you kids something." " You know what this is?" " Mm-mmm." " No." " It's a relic from another time." "What is it?" "It's money, currency." "People used to trade these things for goods down on Earth... before everyone got fund transfer codes." "See?" "One side is a buffalo." "[ Clicks Tongue ] Other side's an Indian head." "See that?" "[ Sighs ]" "You wanna hold this a while for me?" "Uly, that's gonna bring you some good luck on this new planet." "See you." "Bye-bye." "You don't like semolina, huh?" "I heard a kid who choked to death on it once." "Really?" "So, if you're not gonna eat it- I get it." "You want something, so you decide to be nice to the freak." "You're crazy!" "Want it?" "Help yourself." "[ Purring Sound ]" "[ Cooing Sound ]" "[ Screams ]" "[ Purring ]" "Here, kitty, kitty, kitty, kitty, kitty." "I know you're not a kitty, but what are you?" "[ Giggling ]" "[ Chuckling ]" "Here you go." "Want it?" "Here you go." "[ Giggling ]" "All right." "All right." "Watch out." "Watch your step." "I need to sit down for just a second." "Hey." "Can I help you?" "Here, boy." "Up you go." "There." "Hey." "Hey." "Careful." "Just watch his tubing." "All right." "[ Purring ]" "There she is, people!" "Oh, my God." "We've been robbed." "We're not alone." "Something really picked this place clean." "V.T.O. aircraft, titanium building units and probably a land vehicle." "What about that other bay?" "It doesn't look like they got there." "We're not sure." "No individual bay manifests." "Oh, great." "You manage to get that open yet?" "Yeah, a couple more inches maybe." "Not "one" piece of probe info showed even an inkling of civilization." "No roads, no structures, no agriculture." "Whatever it is, it must be interested in manufactured goods." "We've checked the last 25 years' worth of probe reports." "There's nothing about "fl"ora and fauna." "Yeah, government probes for newscast." "We saw what they wanted us to see." "[ Danziger ] One, two, three.!" "[ Grunts ] All right." "Come on." "Come on." "Got 'im." "All right." "Yeah." "Looks like we got ourselves a Zero unit." "Part of one anyway." "[ Male Electronic Voice ] Actually, I've got an entire body in here." "Construction worker series, ready to give New Pacifica a full 100%." "Can't speak for New Pacifica, but we could sure use the rest of your unit." "Easy there, pal." "Oh, boy." "There's gotta be a smarter way to do this." "Hold on!" "[ Danziger ] All right." "Be careful." "I will!" "Are you in?" "Yeah." "Do you see the unit?" "Yeah." "I see it." "Okay, see if you can reach the collar control panel." "All right." "Be careful." "I will." "Whoa!" "It's humming!"