(enchanting orchestral music) - This is Point Station Control. Acknowledge and identify. Repeat: acknowledge and identify - Controller. - Deputy Controller Deepika, sir - Get on with it, deputy. I have a meeting with the Vice Prime. - The station's gravity is
pulling in an abandoned vessel - A ghost ship? Destroy it. - The fuel course signature, sir. My readings indicate nuclear. - Impossible. All nuclear devices were
terminated centuries ago. - The possibility is 93.765%, sir. - Huh. Dock her in 7, sweep it - Sir, protocol states that- - Yeah, let's not log
anything into the box until we're sure. Do you understand? - Yes, sir. Sending an officer and one tech. (space station whirring) - Hall, clear. Bridge, clear. - Technician Zivai, you are
cleared to enter the ship. - [Officer] Aft passage, clear. - Old, very old. - [Officer] Forward, clear. (machine whirring) - What the... - Technician Zivai, assessment of the ships
power core is priority one. Technician Zivai, acknowledge? Technician Zivai? - You need to respond, technician. - I don't understand helmet. - Answer your com. - Roger that, control. Prime objective understood. Be advised, the ship has modifications. I need to investigate these mods before I can run an
accurate core assessment. (walkie-talkie crackling) - Understood. Technician, A-level wants status updates on the Fives. - I don't understand helmet. - I am level-C Officer Leal Oni. Address me as Officer Oni. And you are Technician... Technician, what is your name? Not a problem. - Seriously? - Gunnery sergeant. Correction. Ex-gunnery sergeant Andres
Zivai demoted from Level B to E. Still impressive, a lot of accommodations. Caledon Offensive. Battle of Terra Bright and ... Titan Defensiv e Saturn Station. Lost my brother there. - Lady, we all lost someone there. - You just discharged and downgraded? Retired senior NCOs reach A-level in the private sector easily. That makes no sense. Just a technician now? Perfect cover for a resistance inside man. - Look at you. Level C. That is the most ridiculous slog there is. C to an A? It's a distraction, darling. - If I suspect you are resistance, I have full authority to shoot you dead where you stand, darling? - I'm not that lucky. Oh, gotcha! Trace power is leaching from the core. It might be lab equipment. Officer Oni, I need you to locate a lab. - On it. Are we not gonna address any of this? - I've seen worse. I assume no one has told
you that the power core on this boat is ancient tech, nuclear. - That's not possible. - Oh, it's possible. It makes more sense now why
they would make such a fuss, yet they send me level C's and E's. - Levelism will not provoke me. I'll locate the lab. And stay on task, Gunny. I've got my eye on you. - Gunny. Just Z! (machine whirring) - Readings confirm the
core is in fact nuclear. - How about that. - It also suggests contamination. Permission to engage safety protocols. - No, negative. The tech will figure it out. Give him more time. - Z, you need eyes on this! Z! - [Officer Oni] Z, I found a lab. It's very odd. (pyramid zaps) Ow! I just wanna talk. Wow, a nuclear core this
hot can split a planet like a melon. - Control? Control? - This is control. - [Zivai] Be advised, the core is nuclear. Repeat: core is nuclear. - We are aware. Run salvage scenarios. Proceed with caution. - Control, please acknowledge that this is now an illegal salvage. - Acknowledged, Technician Zivai. Granting you research clearance. - That will work. - [Zivai] Roger that. - Bend the rules when it suits them. Oh, fucking A's. Assholes. (electricity zapping) (eerie gurgling sounds) - [Officer Oni] Z, you need to see this! Elegant. Simple sonic override. - Technician Zivai, this last reading is dangerously unstable. A nuclear core failure
of that size would result in an unacceptable reduction
to A-level populations. Stand down. Repeat: stand down. - Stand by, technician, not down. Stand by. - Saturn Station? That was an acceptable
reduction? To low a level? - Technician Zivai, acknowledge. Technician Zivai, please resync with your
communication device. Technician Zivai, do you copy? - Yeah, I copy. Control, countdown has been initialized. I cannot yet override. There's some kind of
locking mechanism, not tech. It's a puzzle. Control? - One moment, Technician Zivai. I'm picking up an erratic
increase in core temperature. - You are hands-on technician. What do you advise? - If you're asking me,
sir, it's quite simple. I'll pilot to ship far
into the void and detonate. That would result in the zero level-A
population reduction, sir. - We cannot authorize it. You do not have heroic action clearance at your current level. - Understood. But please note that my entire family did
not survive Saturn Station. I believe that grants me
grief action clearance. - Grant it. Technician, you now
have full authorization to detonate the ship manually. Stand by for coordinates. - Roger that. - [Officer Oni] Z, I
can't hold much longer. Z! (mechanical whirring) (evil growling) (tentacles squishing) - Technician Zivai, MP
Oni is not responding. What's her status? (mechanical gun sounds) - Control, I'm about to speak to her now. Please stand by. - Technician, our timeframe is narrowing. - Officer Oni, I know we
do not fundamentally agree but I am not resistance. I do this thing. Make this sacrifice. Everybody gets what they want. You might even get bumped up a level. But if you arrest me, you'll unnecessarily complicate things. I got this. I need this. (bones crackle) (evil gasping) Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn. - Technician Zivai, please report. The core is spiking radically and we are running out of time. - This is Officer Oni. The situation is under control. - Copy that, Officer Oni. Thank you. - [Technician Zivai]
Control, ready to disengage. - Officer Oni return to station. - I will stand with Technician Zivai. - That will not track. Officer Oni cannot accompany him. - Let sleeping dogs lie. Consider yourself lucky to
put this behind you so easily. - Understood. Officer Oni, technician, you are cleared to exit Point Station. - All levels salute you. Officer Leal Oni and
Technician Andres Zivai. - Roger that. (disengage whirring noises) (raspy chattering) Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu! (rocket boost) (alarm ringing) - Course correct immediately! You are heading towards the planet. You are breaching restricted airspace. Abort! Abort! You're headed towards Earth. - [Contoller Deepika] Abort! Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu
R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn. - [Contoller Deepika]
Please, stop this madness! Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu
R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn. (machine whirring violently) (rattling engines) (deafening explosion) (high speed sonic engine) (distant engine rumble) (suspenseful music) (electronic synthesizer music)
