Invasion

Wait.

- How are you? - Good.

I have a gift for you.

Moon.

Here you go.

Thank you.

Saya-chan...

MADE A NECKLACE FOR SAYA

SHE AND HER GRANDFATHER ARE STILL

THE ONLY PEOPLE I'VE SPOKEN TO SINCE COMING HERE

SOLITUDE IS THE BEST PATH

SILENCE

NOISE

THE NOISE...

WHAT IS IT TELLING ME?

When?

I'm in.

Come on. Give me a date and a time.

The sound. The first time I heard it...

20:01 here.

11:01 there.

Same time.

It's connected.

- Director Byrne? - Put it in the nightly report.

No. I have something I think you're gonna want to see.

I am due with President Zhou in exactly four minutes,

to brief him on these hunter-killer reports coming in.

So unless you have a degree in exobiology...

Me? No, I just--

...then whatever you have can wait for the nightly report.

Ma'am, I don't think it can.

Popped up just now.

Signal's cut. We're tracing it, but it's challenging.

You sure you don't want protective gear?

The ship's core is still highly reactive in ways we still don't understand.

We don't know why the chamber walls are lethal to aliens.

Could be dangerous to humans as well.

It's right here.

It started a few days ago.

And it's getting more extreme.

You dragged me to the literal bottom of the world, for this?

Mr. Kapur. The ship's core has begun to produce X-rays, gamma rays

at levels of polarization unlike anything--

Can you still mine it?

- Well, yes-- - Then mine it.

But sir, we need a pause to understand its significance.

Here I thought all we needed to understand was that cutting military-grade material

from those chamber walls, without pause, is what pays for us all to have jobs like...

What is it you do?

- Lead chemist. - Fantastic.

You. What do you make of all this? Its...

significance.

It's nothing to be concerned about, sir.

Congratulations. You're our new lead chemist.

Tough break, but I'm sure you'll land on your feet.

Enjoy the 20-hour flight home, compliments of Dharmax.

It's a military transport, so, you know,

pack snacks.

A call just came in for you, Mr. Kapur. It's urgent.

Regan.

Tell me, how's life in the rumbling bowels of WDC Intelligence?

Who does the coalition spy on

when its little governments can't even agree on their own borders anymore?

Ourselves, mostly. Billionaires, occasionally.

Threats already?

I haven't even sat down for my tea yet.

Well, you'll want to sit for this.

Mitsuki Yamato is back.

We caught her hacking into our database.

It took 48 hours and almost as many analysts to trace the signal.

And what's that to me?

You were her employer.

Right, and then you were her...

what's the word, abductors?

We were at war.

She was an asset, an asset who chose to leave our care without permission.

"Care." Loving as it was.

Is that what Skywatch is calling it now?

Well, you'd have to ask them.

And as I seem to recall,

you were more than willing to look the other way to get what you wanted.

So, what's with the bleeding heart now?

Did you actually grow one?

What do you want?

How about a trip to central Japan?

No time. Mining the power cores of these ships

for that shard material you love so much takes constant supervision.

I so much as nap and poof! No more alien-piercing bullets.

Not to mention the neural darts to keep your alien lab rats docile.

Hey, you really do owe me a lot.

Listen, Nikhil. Three days ago,

the last remaining hunter-killers started behaving erratically.

Breaking off their retreat, clustering together.

Then she shows up.

We just want to talk to Ms. Yamato. That's it.

Maybe she can shed some light for us.

Seeing a familiar face might keep things from getting messy.

Just... Just talk? That's all you want?

You have my word.

Fine.

But I'm warning you now,

she's not gonna wanna see me any more than she does you.

Weapons stay in the cars.

- Sir, on a mission like ours-- - Mine.

My mission, my rules.

Can't have you popping our most valuable asset in the head

the moment the going gets tough.

Weapons.

Thank you.

Now, shall we?

Hello, sir.

We're looking for this woman.

Have you seen her?

No, I'm afraid I don't know her.

What has she done?

Excuse me...

Mi...

Beautiful.

Mi...

- Tsuki... - Tsuki...

Moon.

MEXICO - BELIZE - GUATEMALA BAHAMAS - CUBA

CAYMAN ISLANDS - JAMAICA BERMUDA

Come in.

Stay here.

- She's on the move. - Mitsuki! Wait! I just wanna talk!

For God's sake, take her alive.

Stop her!

Let's go!

She's here.

Who's got contact?

Let's find her!

Let's find that cosmic ocean.

Nice touch.

Using my story about Vishnu to guide me to a secret temple rendezvous.

Then again, breaking codes was always our thing.

Until it became breaking me.

Why is the WDC coming for me?

Well, you did leave without saying goodbye.

I just want to be left alone.

As far from aliens and humans as I can get.

Then a word of advice.

Next time, try not hacking into the top secret military database

of the world's governing coalition.

Come with me,

or the next people who show up won't ask.

I'll make sure it stays civil.

Civil? Like the last time?

I knew what you are.

I always knew.

But what you did...

What was I supposed to do? Lock the doors on the WDC?

The Amazon Project was theirs.

You could have protected me. Defended me!

I'd barely regained consciousness when they stomped in to take over!

And you didn't exactly help me. "They're in my mind. I can feel them."

So you handed me over?

For what?

Mining rights to a few alien ships?

You think you know what I am?

Fine.

But I have no idea what you are,

what you became after all that contact with the hive mind.

Not now and not then.

And if I felt that way,

can you blame them?

It's the WDC's job to keep humanity safe from aliens,

and as far as medical science was concerned,

your brain looked pretty damned alien.

So why not experiment on me?

- Torture me? - If it offered an insight to win the war.

Did all of Hollander's scalpels and needles win the war?

What did they learn from me that was so important?

Mitsuki? Are you all right?

I wasn't the only one who had contact with the other side.

You're right. I did.

I went to the other side.

I saw the cosmic ocean.

And somehow woke up with my mind intact.

Unlike you, I came back with nothing.

Are you sure it didn't do something to you too?

Maybe they should cut your head open,

see what's inside.

You all right? Hey, Mitsuki.

Mitsuki, Mitsuki, Mits...

Hey. Wake up! Mitsuki.

Mitsuki. Mitsuki!

How long have you had these?

How often?

I can help you.

You wanna help?

Stay the fuck away from me.

Did you find Yamato? Where is she?

In the fucking wind, and so am I.

I'm your partner, Regan, not your errand boy.

You want her so bad, you find her.

Oh, and if you take those ships away from me,

I'll fucking blow them up myself.

This is the part where you admit your way failed.

It was worth a try.