You were right. The world is beyond saving.
In the meantime, the last people have left earth and are coming up to us.
We're already bursting at the seams.
Disease is spreading at an alarming rate.
I'm not up to speed here.
People are dying at my hands.
I've applied for a job as a doctor on a cargo ship.
Four years there, four years back.
I'll spend most of the time in a cryo-sleep state.
This one flight will get me the money to come to Rhea.
Then I'll finally be with you again.
Did you hear that, my dear sister? I have to go.
I want to get to Rhea.
And see you and the children again.
Dr Laura Portmann?
Anna Lindbergh, first officer.
Welcome aboard.
Everybody listen up.
Miyuki Yoshida, systems administrator.
Big-mouth over there is Vespucci.
Prokoff talks a lot less, thank God.
Dr Portmann.
Station 42 has been expanded into a major transport network.
It's located in the Orth's Cloud, about half way to Proxima,
and is in orbit around RH278, position stabilized.
We're flying on full automatic.
As a result of the terrorist activity,
we find ourselves, by order of the provisional government,
accompanied by a safety authority marshal, on all missions.
Shitty snitch.
Word has it that the Luddites are preparing new and bigger attacks.
This crappy ship is falling apart at the seams anyway, who'd want to sabotage it?
Lieutenant Samuel Decker. Transitional Space Authority.
In 30 minutes the cargo hold will be sealed.
Those who still need to get to know one another, now's the time.
At 0200 the engines will ignite, and at 0230 we'll all rendezvous in the cryo-chamber.
I wish you all a pleasant stay.
According to Resolution 278 of the TSA,
sky marshals are required to be present on all flights, including cargo ones.
Simply regard me as a fellow member of this crew.
This is an information video from the TSA.
Not since the great collapse
has the danger of terrorist attacks been bigger than now.
Klaus Bruckner is still on the run after another terrorist bombing.
This man is responsible for the latest series of bombing attempts
on stations 20, 23 and 24.
In a video of the bombers, claiming responsibility,
he once again proclaims the reactionary views of the Luddites.
Where do we live? In machines!
What do we produce? Machines!
The enemy is the TSA.
There will be no peace as long as technology rules us.
Down with the machines! Down with the stations!
As a result of the recent incidents, the TSA has ordered,
that for the security of the ships and crews,
all flights will be accompanied by a sky marshall.
Support your sky marshal in his task and report any suspicious activities directly.
Ok, everybody, here are the shift schedules again:
Duration: each shift eight and a half months.
I'll take the first one.
Then Lindbergh, Yoshida, Vespucci, Prokoff, Portmann.
When we dock for loading, it'll be Lindbergh again.
If anyone has a problem, they can knock on Decker's tank.
Dear Laura,
I'm sending you a few sunbeams from Rhea.
It's been so long since I held you in my arms.
It's not good that you're doing cargo flights. We're worried about you.
The people are telling us that the Luddites
are getting more and more aggressive.
But what should we believe when the message takes four years to arrive?
I don't even dare to think what could've happened in four years.
I hope so much that it's going well with you.
Please respond soon.
Until then.
I'm missing you.
Dear Ariane,
I'm missing you too.
It's unbelievably cold here. You can hardly imagine.
I'll show you some pictures so you can see what a piece of junk I've landed myself up in.
Oh well, another two months and then my shift is over.
We're now four light years away from earth,
We're transporting construction material for a space station,
so that we can fly to Proxima one day.
There'll be habitable planets there too.
I'd so like to be with you.
Don't worry about me, I'm doing fine.
Until later.
What are you doing here?
Somebody opened the airlock. It wakes me up automatically.
Why did you open the airlock?
You know that access to the cargo hold is strictly forbidden.
There's something down there, in the cargo-airlock.
- That's not possible. - Something's behind the lock.
We have to wake the crew immediately.
No, you know the cryo-sleep phase should not be interrupted.
But why don't you show me the place?
Regulations state that the captain needs to be woken immediately
in an emergency.
Dr. Portmann is obviously not handling her solitude very well.
I'm very sorry we had to wake you.
I only hope you're sure about what you're saying.
The protective suits must've been flung about by the excess pressure.
The lock was opened several times during your shift.
I hope for your sake that this was just a technical malfunction.
Come on.
The cargo hold is divided into nine sections. You cover A to C.
You, D to F. And I'll check the rest.
Wouldn't it be better to stick together?
I don't want to spend the whole night here.
We'll stay in radio contact.
The containers are all sealed.
That's as it should be. You should know that, Decker.
I haven't found anything conspicuous.
Except that we're not fully laden. Over.
Nothing here, either.
Copy that. Keep looking. Out.
Lacroix, are you there?
Lacroix!
Shit!
Decker? Decker!
- What's happened? - It looks like Lacroix has fallen.
- Where are you? - In sector E4-20.
- I'm going down to sector G. - I'm on my way.
Lacroix, can you hear me? Lacroix, can you hear me?
- Is he alive? - We've got to get him out of this cold immediately.
It's the lock.
In accordance with regulations, I'm assuming command of this ship.
Prokoff, Vespucci, you'll repair the lock.
The cargo hold needs to be sealed as quickly as possible.
Yoshida, you verify every entry in the central computer
and check for any irregularities.
And you examine Lacroix's corpse. I want a detailed report as to cause of death.
Start of recording.
Multiple fractures to the rib cage.
Traumatic brain injury,
which was evidently caused by a fall from a great height.
Death occurred just minutes after impact.
I thought we were transporting construction materials.
I thought so too.
- What's up with the lock? - Nothing but a load of crap.
Everything's jammed, and the gearbox has also seen it's ass.
It must've been here.
It's sealed.
I've got Lacroix's badge.
A child.
It's a child.
The whole container's full of people.
Vespucci, Prokoff.
Yeah?
Please come to sector F7-21.
Why the hell are we transporting humans to Station 42?
Shit!
What the hell's going on now?
Shit!
Let's get outta here.
C'mon, hurry. Go, go, go!
Laura!
What's going on here?
The containers are full of people.
The cargo is the shipping company's business.
Lacroix was murdered.
Lacroix opened a sealed door and because the containers are under pressure
he was blown out into the abyss.
Somebody started the containers moving which almost killed us all.
The containers are automatically shifted around from time to time so they don't freeze up.
That's one of the reasons why it's strictly forbidden to enter the cargo hold.
There's someting onboard this ship. It killed Lacroix and almost us too.
Did you know that these containers had humans in them?
This tank will go back to the cargo hold immediately.
This is a human being!
I'm the doctor on this ship, responsible for everyone onboard
and I want to examine this girl right now.
I agree with that.
In any case, I'm authorised to investigate any incidents onboard..
The containers and the tanks could be related to Lacroix's death.
Well then, do your duty. But rest assured I will be reporting this to the authorities.
Examination of the tank. Recording started.
I can't get usable scans from the abdomen.
I'm going to a higher frequency.
HF scans are possible in the cranial area.
The girl shows weak brain activity.
I suspect a cryo-sleep coma.
End of recording.
Did you find anything?
It'll take some time before I have concrete results.
Can I help?
Yes, maybe.
The tank is blocking the scanner and it's got some kind of electronic lock on it.
Have you found anything?
Give me all the information you can get on Decker.
Something's not right with him. He should be on our side.
- And? - Some kind of asymmetric RSA encryption.
It could take a while.
What do you know about Station 42?
It's an unmanned station.
Officially it's expanded into a transport hub
for ships on their way to Proxima.
Unofficially?
Why exactly did you join this mission?
It's simple, I need the money.
- You want to go to Rhea? - Yes.
- Why is that? - I've got a sister that lives on Rhea.
She's held a visa for Rhea for seven years.
She's living our dream.
Probably the automatic container shifting thing again.
And what if something really is onboard?
Shit to that! Let's hurry up and get done here.
Recording started.
This girl's brain is perforated by an an-organic tissue.
Entrance of the tissue into the body.
Cervical C4, the neck part of the vertebral column.
Looks like it's in-grown.
Or in-frozen.
A VR connector.
Apparently a sophisticated one. I've never seen anything like it.
We could connect her to an external system.
It's much too dangerous.
It could cause irreparable damage to the nervous system.
It's the only way to find out more about it.
No way. I will not risk this child's life.
If you say so.
The results of this examination must stay between us. OK?
Hi, Hanna.
There's so much going on here that I want to tell you about.
Why are we so far away from each other and the messages take so long to arrive.
I simply don't know anymore what's going on here.
We found a girl in the cargo hold.
I'm trying to help her.
We'll see each other soon and then I'll tell you everything.
I was so happy to get your message!
It's so good to hear your voice, to know that you're alive.
You found a little girl? I don't understand.
I'd like so much to talk with you in person.
Why does it always take so long to reach us?
Laura, listen.
We don't want you to apply for any more cargo flights.
Come straight to Rhea. You can stay with us at first.
We're going to prepare a room for you.
I'm so looking forward to seeing you.
You'll soon be with us.
I don't know what's going on here.
How can my sister answer me so quickly?
Why do you know so much about neural accesses?
Why can't I tell anyone about the examination?
What do you know about the people in the tanks?
Who are you actually?
This is First Officer Lindbergh. All crew members immediately to the bridge.
Yoshida has checked all the log entries and compared them with the backup.
She's established that someone on the crew must have
manipulated the log files regarding the cryo-sleeps.
Why haven't you told us that you were awake periodically?
It's one of my duties to check the ship periodically.
You don't deny that you left your cryo-sleep tank several times without our knowing?
No, that's correct.
Where were you when Lacroix fell to his death?
I've already said the guy's a shitty snitch!
I was in sector F5-17.
And as an official agent of the TSA I do not need to inform you about my activities.
Take him into custody.
Weapon down!
I have immunity. You know that.
Not as a murder suspect. Put your weapon down!
If you hadn't resisted, I may possibly have believed you.
Vespucci, how much longer to repair the cargo lock?
48 hours.
Dr Portmann, I want that tank back in the cargo hold immediately.
That not possible.
I've got the patient on medication that'll rebuild the fissures in the brain.
She's not stable yet. She can't go back.
I'm not in the least interested.
I want that tank back in the container before the lock is fixed.
That is an order! Have I made myself very clear?
- Put him in cryo-sleep, - He needs to go to the hospital station.
I need to stop the bleeding, otherwise the cryo fluid'll be contaminated.
You're doing a good job.
Have you received another message from your sister?
Vespucci to the hospital station, please.
Laura! Laura, wait!
We're not flying to Station 42.
So where are we flying to?
To Rhea.
Can you help me with something?
Can you double-check for me that we're actually flying to Station 42?
And?
I was on the bridge and I logged into the main-frame.
The destination coordinates of our flight are well secured,
but I can already say, with certainty that we are not headed for Station 42.
And what is certain...
...it's impossible for someone to alter the flight destination after launching.
It can only be programmed before the start of the flight.
I'm trying to find out at the moment where we're actually headed for.
One thing is certain, Decker could not
have changed the coordinates.
How long would a message take to get from here to Rhea?
Probably an eternity, as always.
Several years?
My sister replied to me within 20 minutes.
If that's true, then Lindbergh has been lying to us.
She's the only one with access to the final coordinates.
Decker said that we're flying to Rhea.
Hey, hey, hey, so here they are!
The lock's repaired.
So Prokoff and my ample self would like to invite you to a little celebration in the men's quarters.
- Got no time, buddy boy. Stuff to do. - Come on, what's wrong with a little party?
Thanks for your help!
But you'll be joining us doctor, right?
We've turned up the heat in the men's quarters.
You probably won't be staying too long, either, hmm?
The last ships doctor left for Rhea after just one flight.
Unfortunately, the likes of us could never afford that.
Doesn't taste too shitty.
It's probably because of the heaters.
What're you doing? The party's not over yet.
I'm taking Yoshida a cup of tea.
OK, but move it up. And watch out Lindbergh doesn't get wind of anything.
She'll spoil everything.
No worries, I'll be right back.
Yoshida?
Decker... That bastard's simply gone.
If I get my hands on him...
He was manually woken. Someone must've helped him.
Then we must have a stowaway onboard.
It's a crock of shit!
We'll search the entire ship.
You go with Portmann. I'll go with Prokoff.
We'll start on the main deck. I'll lock off all access to the cargo hold.
If we don't find anything here, we'll move down to the rest.
The sick bay is clean. How is it looking with you?
Nothing here either. We're at the crew's lock.
It's coming from the lower decks.
We'll take the lower level ouselves.
I think we've got him.
He must be in this connecting shaft.
OK, you get in here, and I'll crawl towards you from the other end.
Then we'll finish him.
When he realises I'm coming at him from the front, he'll have to turn back.
If you see him, shoot him down. Boom! Done deal!
That piece of shit... He killed Yoshida and Lacroix.
Don't forget that.
...turn the heat.. up...now..
Everything here is growing again.
They've been lying to us right from the start.
These plants here are edible.
The greenhouses protect the plants from the acid rain.
We're purifying the water ouselves, in subterranean tanks.
We're completely independent from the system.
And we're becoming even bigger.
Every day, more people join us.
Don't move!
Laura. Thank God, you're alive.
- Vespucci! - Calm down.
- Where the hell were you? - We've got everything under control.
- We've got him. - Did you fire the shot?
- Who is that? - Bruckner.
What was your plan?
Don't try to be the hero now!
Bruckner is dead. Who is it you're still protecting?
Rhea's just a simulation. One big lie.
- The people in the tanks... - That's just bullshit.
Their brains are being used as neural units in order to keep the simulation functioning.
We're communicating on a daily basis with the people on Rhea.
Kuiper is lying to all mankind.
Everything is systematically kept a secret. Get him out of here.
If people knew that parts of the Earth are habitable again,
then the entire system would disintegrate.
It was you who killed him, right?
He lost his mind. He killed Lacroix.
And Yoshida?
Get him out.
How's it going with your little patient? Good.
I think we can take her back to the container.
That's very good.
Prokoff and Vespucci will help you.
Then we can finally seal off the cargo hold and you can start your cryo-sleep shift.
I'll finish off your wake shift.
So you know all about Rhea.
The simulation is just a temporary solution.
The colonisation of Rhea failed from the start.
Our changes in the ecosystemof the planet didn't turn out the way we planned them.
We're going to find a new planet.
And we won't repeat the mistakes that we made on Rhea.
But until then, the people need something to keep their hopes alive.
And that is hope.
What happens to those who realise that they're living inside a simulation?
The simulation is perfect. I was also there.
It's impossible for anyone to find out.
Why are you doing this?
You just don't get it, do you?
We'll be landing on Rhea soon.
And you and your saboteur will not arrive there alive.
Everyone will understand that the Captain's murderers were killed in action.
Did you know that we're flying to Rhea?
But Rhea's still a simulation...
I don't give a shit.
The main thing is to get off this damn ship.
What will happen to all my little plants?
You dumb asshole, there are more plants there than you could ever dream of.
On Rhea, there's everything. Everything!
I couldn't tell you the truth.
Laura, there are lots of reasons why you wouldn't trust me.
But, we're the only ones who can still complete this mission.
Will you help me?
Will you help me to get my sister out of the tank?
We have to operate as a team. You won't be able to get into the simulation alone.
We'll dock at Station 42 as planned.
We'll only be able to delay the unloading sequence by about 30 minutes.
After that, the Kassandra unloads automatically.
Laura and I will fly to the station and log into the system.. here.
And how's this gonna work?
The hardware for the simulation is located in these connecting modules, here.
With this program interface, I'm gonna connect Laura directly,
here, to the main frame in the simulation.
She'll send a message to Earth from inside Rhea.
While she's doing that, I'm gonna find her sister's tank.
And then, we'll blast the transponders and the main antennas.
The station will remain fully operational,
this means the people will continue living inside the the simulation.
They just won't be able to send out any messages.
Laura's message will be the last.
I just hope the people at home will believe us.
Is Earth really habitable again?
We've made three expeditions.
Plant life is prolific.
Nature's taking back control.
Whole cities are overgrown up to two stories high.
I'm gonna take Ariane back to Earth.
There are millions of tanks, Laura.
And even if we find her...
...I'm not sure what kind of condition she'll be in.
She's been in the simulation a long time.
We have to try.
I'd like so badly to show her the Earth.
- Has this interface ever been used before? - No, this is the prototype.
It functions like a neural entrance into the simulation.
You don't need to be afraid.
We got 27 minutes.
Hey, don't you think we should reconsider...?
What's that?
I'm doing this for you and me, just for us two!
Do you really think I'm gonna let this chance go?
We'll just throw two guys outta their tank, and jump in and take their place.
When the ship is unloaded, we'll be on Rhea!
Shit!
Damn crap.
Prokoff. Can you hear me? Yeah, yeah, yeah.
I've got Lindbergh's badge.
Reprogram the unloading sequence to 10 minutes, have you got that?
Otherwise the other two will get back here,
the containers won't be unloaded, and we won't get to Rhea. D'you understand?
We've got to move. We'll meet up in the cargo hold, OK?
Decker? Can you hear me?
I've got a problem with my fuel cell.
Decker? Decker!
Laura?
The cell's not working...
..I think the nitrogen..
...do not leave the ship.. changing fuel cells...
..another fuel cell.. Laura?
I'm right on the antenna. Can you not hear?
Shit!
Rhea, we're coming! Ha hah!
Laura, have you found a fuel cell?
No, can't find one.
Coming anyway. Where are you?
That's not a good idea. Stay where you are...
I'll try and find Ariane.
Laura?
Decker? Can you hear me? Decker!
I can't control my jetpack anymore!
I'm drifting off!
Decker! Where are you?
I can see you.
I'm behind you.
I was at Ariane's tank.
It's impossible.
I'm very sorry.
I want to see her.
Program the interface to the location of my sister's simulation.
Then I'll send her message out.
OK.
The Kassandra!
It was Prokoff and Vespucci... The idiots!
That means we have a maximum of seven minutes. Then I'll haul you back manually.
OK.
Laura?
Ariana?
Laura!
See how beautiful it is here?
Finally you can see for yourself.
Finally...
And your room is also ready for you!
You look so beautiful.
Come inside. I'll show you everything.
Kids, look who's here!
Why are you crying?
Ariane, I have to leave soon.
What's wrong?
I love you, Ariane.
Laura?
Laura, where are you going? Laura!
My name is Laura Portmann.
This will be the last message sent from Rhea.
Rhea is not a paradise.
Rhea is a simulation.
We will bring you the proof.
We've all been deceived.
Everything we were told about Rhea is a lie.
We don't need Rhea.
We still have the Earth.
The Earth is habitable again.
No-one will have contact with Rhea again.
We're blasting the antennaes.
Laura...
- Can you hear me? - Yes.
Good, we've gotta move it. The Kassandra can fire up at any moment again.
- And you have to go back alone. - Alone?
Yes.
- I'm not going without you. - You must.
We won't get too far with only one jetpack. I gave you my fuel cell.
You've got enough fuel to get back to the Kassandra.
I'm not going without you.
Go back to the girl. She's the only evidence we have.
The engines.
Go.
I can't!
- You can. Now! - No.
I love you.
Where's the girl?
No one can ever send messages from Rhea again.
My name is Laura Portmann.
This will be the last message sent from Rhea.
Rhea is not a paradise.
Rhea is a simulation.
We will bring you the proof.
We've all been deceived.
We don't need Rhea.
We still have the Earth.
The Earth is habitable again.
No-one will have contact with Rhea again.
We're blasting the antennaes.