Dark Matter

Previously on "Dark Matter"...

Who are you?

We all woke up just like you, no memories,

no idea who we are or how we got here.

No one stole our memories. It was an accident.

No, it wasn't.

Who are you?

What the hell are you doing with my face?

That's the program you wrote that wiped all our memories.

Then why?

I think you were trying to protect someone.

We've just been docked.

What is this place?

No idea.

What happened to us?

I don't know.

Last thing I remember was being on our ship.

Strip down.

Let's go. Clothes off, now.

Let's go. Move it.

Stand by for decontamination.

I hate this part.

Argh!

Oh! Ahh!

Decontamination complete.

Stand by.

Five?

Hey. Hey.

Hey.

Are you okay?

My head is pounding.

Mine too.

Where are we? What happened?

I don't know.

We were on the ship.

I remember that.

I mean, we were all...

We were pointing guns at each other.

Right.

Someone sold us out.

I thought it was Three.

You... you thought it was Two.

Three thought it was you.

Six!

What the hell?

My real name is

Lieutenant Kal Varrick,

Galactic Authority,

Special Investigations Unit.

- Oh, my God. - What?

It was you.

What is this place?

Hyperion-8,

Galactic Maximum Security Detention Facility.

You're in the staff wing.

Where are the others?

You know...

a girl like you in a place like this,

you'll do okay...

if you're nice to the right people.

I don't get it. This doesn't make sense.

I was a GA undercover agent

tasked with bringing you all in.

So you were lying to us this whole time?

No, I had no idea until I went after The General.

I was approached by what I thought was one of his men,

who told me he was an undercover agent

and that I was too.

Apparently, I infiltrated The General's organization,

but after The General blew up Hyadum-12,

I lost it.

Uh!

The GA pulled me out and put me on medical leave.

But eventually, they gave me a new assignment.

The "Raza."

Of course, I didn't believe them at first,

but he said he's send me proof.

Just shut up.

When I got back to the ship,

I logged on, and there it was,

my personnel file, my real name.

It was all true.

I was torn. I didn't know what to do.

Just... just stop talking.

I was a cop, sworn to uphold the law.

And after that planet was destroyed...

Shut up!

We trusted you.

We were your friends.

The two of you still are.

I'm sorry.

I mean, I don't regret what I did.

It had to be done.

I just wish you didn't have to get hurt.

Well, it's too late.

Look, we ran your DNA.

We found your real identities.

I already know.

My name's Derrick Moss.

I ran a DNA scan after we used transfer transit.

What about you? You want to know your real name?

What I want to know is what's gonna happen to us...

all of us.

Well, the GA's still trying to figure out

what to do with you two.

But the others will have to stay in general population

until we can arrange their trial.

Do they know what Two is?

Did you tell them?

No.

And as long as she keeps her nose clean,

it shouldn't matter.

You don't seriously believe that, do you?

Sooner or later, they're gonna find out.

She has to answer for her crimes,

and so do the others.

But as long as you two cooperate,

you'll be fine.

You mean you want us to testify against them.

Don't say another word.

Who are you?

Felicia Brand, this man's attorney,

and this is a court order demanding his immediate release.

Congratulations, Lieutenant Varrick.

Those arrests... they're a real feather in your cap.

That's not why I did it.

If you say so.

One of your prisoners, Portia Lin...

I think it might be a good idea if you kept her in isolation,

at least for a while.

And why's that?

She's unstable.

She could cause you some trouble.

Well, that's an accurate description

of just about everyone in the place,

including some of the guards.

So what?

Is there something I should know?

Well, you have my recommendation.

Duly noted.

Oh, and thank you so much

for trying to tell me how to do my job.

It's greatly appreciated.

Sorry about this place.

It was the best we could find on short notice.

It... it seems pretty okay to me.

Oh.

Look, about that girl...

I don't know her real name, but we called her Five.

I'm sorry, as your lawyer,

I need to advise you to distance yourself from those people.

Those people are my friends.

They're criminals.

You need to stop worrying about them

and start thinking about your future.

Now, I found a decent plastic surgeon.

He can put you back to the way you were

before you go in front of the board.

It... it might help.

This is the only face I remember.

There's something else.

I want to see the police files on my wife's murder.

Section five, chow and rec.

One hour.

Move! Let's go!

Sweet.

Well, look who it is,

Marcus Boone.

It's been a while.

Should I know you guys?

Right, the amnesia thing.

Another con.

Not this time.

You may not remember us,

but we definitely remember you.

Fellas, I am not looking for any trouble, all right?

You should've thought of that when you screwed us

out of our cut of that bank job on Vellis Nine.

Give me a break, anyone could just waltz in here

and say that I owe them money.

That's ridiculous. Ugh!

You do owe us a lot of money.

But we'll start with something small,

like, say, your ration card.

Wait.

Don't I need that to eat?

Your problem.

Stay out of this, Nyx.

I'm sorry, boys.

I'm afraid I'm gonna have to ask you to move on.

Yeah.

This isn't over.

Impressive. I guess I should thank you, huh?

- No, but you can pay me. - Pay you?

I'll take your ration card.

That's what they were asking for.

I could've just given it to them.

Well, now you can just give it to me.

Uh!

Is this how you make new friends?