(dramatic electronic music)
(suspenseful music)
- [Moira] Hal.
What does this mean?
- [Hal] It means we've been here before.
We're re-living it.
All of it.
Over and over.
- Looks like time's taking a liking to our suffering.
- Or it's giving us chances.
Sanders is still here.
The last pod is secured.
We need him more than anything.
- He's lost his mind.
- [Hal] He's our only shot at getting out.
We need power, we need time to form a plan.
- The ship's shutting down too fast.
- So what?
We do nothing?
- [Moira] Forget Sanders.
Why would this time be any different?
- [Hal] Because I have to believe that we can change things.
That we can choose.
We have to try.
(dramatic music)
- We got two hours of power left.
Ship's override gonna keep shutting down ancillary systems
to salvage what's left.
- So we better get moving.
- I'm gonna go down the main corridor
and circle back towards the escape pod bay.
You two should go together.
Moira knows the ship.
- Lead the way.
- When we get out of this, you owe me a game of chess.
- Yeah, well, I'm not really liking our chances.
- [Hal] He could be in the air vent.
If I remember correctly, it was our second anniversary.
I think we were staying at that cabin on the lake.
We were fighting over foot positions and was when we had
that game of chess.
It was the first time I won.
Kinda proof for you to take that away from me now,
don't you think?
- Never said you didn't win.
You just never beat me.
(music intensifies)
- Sanders!
Shit.
Check in.
Anything?
- [Moira] Nothing yet.
- How long til we lose gravity?
(rapid beeping)
- About 30 minutes.
- [Captain] All right, don't panic yet.
Just keep moving.
- I should've come under different circumstances.
(Moira sighs)
- You're kidding.
- I'm serious.
- You want to do this now?
- Have we got any chance?
- Why did you come?
- Because you needed me.
- I've needed you before.
You had no problem leaving me on my own.
- What would you have me do?
- Stay.
- It's not that simple.
- It was.
- After what happened, how could I have been there for you?
- You just be there!
You stay.
You face it together.
No matter how bad it is.
- I wanted to.
More than anything.
It's not a day that goes by that I don't regret it.
But I couldn't.
Not after what happened.
Run the scenario through my mind a thousand times
and it never changes.
I felt like I lost control.
Didn't have choice.
I was on the outside watching,
witnessing something that I couldn't change.
The one moment in my life that I would.
I couldn't trust myself after that.
Not with a family.
Not with you.
- I never knew you to give up on anything.
You just needed to trust me.
I needed you to trust me.
(dramatic music) (Hal sighs)
- [Captain] Better pick up the pace.
Power levels and critical.
She's shuttin' down.
(systems powering down)
- Let's check in here.
(door slams shut)
Moira!
(music intensifies)
What's going on?
- The ship must have shut off power to this area.
The door is sealed.
- Get back.
(dull clanging)
- It's no use.
We need help.
- What's goin' on?
- [Moira] Power cut out.
Cole is stuck in the med bay.
- Shit.
I'm on my way.
(shushing) (muffled muttering)
- I want off this ship.
- You don't want to do this.
- Where's my gun?
- The cabinet.
Back wall.
- Give me the card.
Give it to me!
(muffled speaking) - It's here, it's here.
Sanders!
Sanders has my key card.
He's going for the last pod!
- I have to go.
- Moira, no!
Don't leave! - No, I have to stall him.
It's our only chance.
- Moira, no!
(intense music)
(yells) (crashes)
(grunting)
- Sanders, stop.
Stop.
We need you.
We need your help. - Moira.
He's gonna kill me.
You saw it. - It's okay.
- You saw it.
We have to get out.
- It's going to be okay. (mouthing words)
- No, no, no.
We have to go. - Look at me.
It's okay.
- Sanders! - No!
- No! - No!
- Come back!
Come back! (yelling)
Come on, we're gonna get out of here.
We're all gonna get outta here.
(Sanders grunting) - No!
(yells) - Please.
Relax, all right?
Relax.
We're all getting out of here.
- It's gonna kill me. - Take it easy.
(gun shots) (glass shatters)
(gun shots continue in distance)
(gasps)
(thuds) (screams)
(sobs)
(breathing heavily)
- Moira!
Moira.
What did you do?
Captain.
Shit.
(cocks gun)
Moira.
Moira, no!
(shuddering breaths)
(music intensifies)
Moira, no!
(music cuts out)
(intense electronic music theme)