Earth: Final Conflict

Everyone's been evacuated. I'm heading back down.

Could you keep an eye on Rayna for me?

I'm concerned about the way she's been acting lately.

Rayna.

It was conceived and born in nine hours. It can't possibly be human.

Well at least she won't have to suffer morning sickness.

Her CVI is breaking down.

Well it must have overloaded with the joining with the alien.

- Can you give her something for the pain? - No, I can't, it may harm the baby.

No! No, don't hurt the baby.

- I'll be alright. Please. - It's okay. It's okay.

We will not harm your baby, I promise you that.

I know everything. The joining...

Ha'gel showed me everything.

Okay. Now, this is it. When I give you the word, I want you to push, but not before.

Rayna, wait!

Where are you going?

Rayna.

It's gonna be okay.

Push, as hard as you can.

Push!

That's it. Keep pushing.

It's okay, you're gonna be okay. I promise you that.

What is it?

Good girl!

Everything is gonna be just fine.

- What the hell is it? - Does "Rosemary's Baby" ring a bell?

It's okay.

It's a boy.

A lovely little...

Human.

Boy.

There we go.

Liam...

You must... you must take care of him.

Promise me.

I don't think it's gonna be necessary, because you're going to be just fine.

No! Promise me. No matter what...

No matter what happens, you'll take care of him.

Promise me!

I promise.

No matter... No matter what!

No matter what?

Well, I guess we won't have to worry about finding a name for you, kid.

Looks like your mother already has.

The hell with the name. I want to know what she meant a by "no matter what".

Liam.

My name is Liam.

Subtitled by Axarion

They are the Companions.

Aliens come to Earth on a mission of peace.

Their true mission,

the secrets they hide, forever altering humanity.

In the struggle for our planet,

the battle between these Taelon Companions and the Human Resistance

holds the key to Earth's future

and the fate of mankind.

On Earth Final Conflict.

Thank you. Thanks.

Look at this. Augur, is this kid amazing or what?

Rodin couldn't have done this when he was four.

- Hey, we could sell those. - Stop it.

You know what? I bet that Liam could help you out with that.

Yeah, right.

Give it to him.

Yeah, I'd like to see you figure it out.

I'm sorry, kid, I figured it was too tough for you.

Oh, yeah.

Way too tough.

He hasn't said anything more since he was born.

You think the first few words were a fluke?

I doubt it.

Da'an told me that the Taelons are born

with full genetic knowledge of their parents.

So if Liam's race is like the Taelons,

that means he knows everything that Beckett and Sandoval knew.

And Ha'gel, his father.

But he looks so human.

He is. Two thirds of him anyway.

This is Liam's DNA. The blue strand running through it is forming a triple helix.

And you think that's what's behind this?

I don't know, I only have a double helix.

Like the rest of mankind.

Which means we have no idea what he's capable of.

Oh, my God!

Don't worry.

You didn't miss a thing. Take it from me: puberty sucks.

Capt. Marquette, I need to see you right away.

Boone's office.

Excuse me, ma'am, can I help you?

Sorry, ma'am, I'm afraid...

Are you alright, ma'am?

The output of this array. Do you know what it is?

Yeah. More than enough for E.T. to phone home.

Ma'am, you can't go... Halt!

Look lady, I don't know what the hell your problem is,

but there's no way I'm gonna let you...

I thought you should be aware...

That Lieut. Beckett suspected you of being a Liberation spy.

I didn't believe her for a moment.

Sit down.

Please.

I have some rather bad news, Captain.

Commander Boone...

Is dead.

Dead?

He died from his wounds.

I'm sorry, I don't understand.

A couple of hours ago they said that he was holding his own.

His internal injuries were just too extensive. I'm sorry.

In any case, I don't want you to worry.

Worry about what?

Your position with the Companions.

I've always been very impressed with your abilities and your loyalty.

That's why

I'm immediately assigning you to another Companion protector.

Who?

Me.

Are the Taelons still blocking all communications into the deep space?

What are you doing here?

Are the Taelons still blocking all communications into the deep space?

This is a restricted area!

Did you think that you could escape our psychic link?

That I would not see that you had killed Boone?

It was the only merciful thing to do.

I was not aware that murder was in the lexicon of mercy?

Only when what is gained outweighs that which is lost.

That was not your decision to make.

How strange that you should say that,

seeing that it was you who was responsible for the murder of Boone's wife.

The way I see it we have three options.

Kill her, hold her captive forever or return her to the Taelons.

Return her? After what she's seen?

I can repair her CVI and reprogram it to fit our needs.

So she won't remember a thing. Not the birth, Lili, this place?

Well, not if she lives through the operation.

Do it.

You've got to get him away from here.

Oh, babysitting is not a part of my current business plan.

I'll make it worth your while. A piece of art.

Duchamp's fountain.

Alright, but get him out of here now.

- What's the rush? - What's the rush!?

He could be part of the Taelon Commonality.

He could lead Sandoval right here.

I'll arrange for delivery of "The Fountain".

Secure the area.

The transmission is coming from the Pentagon's communication center

in Alexandria, Virginia.

And it's getting through our planetary block.

Into deep space.

And the nature of this transmission?

The same configuration as the transmission sent by the alien probe.

That's impossible. I destroyed the probe in Russia.

Obviously not.

I've asked the president for a blackout on this situation.

There will be no discussion of the true origin of the replicant.

It is a mistake to keep this matter secret.

We must present this situation

to the humans in the gravest light possible

and embrace it for the opportunity it is.

I am afraid I must agree with Zo'or in disclosing

the existence of Jaridians to humanity,

but not to entrap humanity into fighting the Jaridians,

but rather to allow them the freedom of choice.

I have made my decision.

To ignore this chance to prepare the humans is reprehensible.

Prepare?

- Do you not mean enslave? - The distinction is irrelevant.

Our survival is all that matters.

Liam, please, don't touch.

I've got the combined knowledge of mankind

and the entire Taelon mainframe on this baby.

Now yes, you may be good at your little Taelon cubes,

but this setup is way out of your league, okay?

So why don't you sit and I'll go scrounge us something to eat, okay?

In the meantime...

Why don't you take a look at the pictures?

I think the author had you in mind when he wrote it.

Good.

Oh, I don't have any mother's milk, but I'll improvise.

Nectar of the gods.

What do you say, Liam?

I told you, please don't touch, okay?

Name it and claim it, baby doll.

Lili!

- What's the matter? You look... - Boone didn't make it.

They said he was stable.

He was.

The funeral's on Thursday. Let everybody know.

Boone?

Yeah, the man your father killed.

Boone was killed by a Taelon,

not my father.

Show me everything you've got on William Boone.

I'm sorry big guy, but I'm strictly a one-man girl.

Voice recognition abort in ten seconds.

- Ten, nine, eight, seven... - Are you going to help me or what?

Six, five, four, three, two...

Do it.