Avenue 5

But things go wrong.

They always do.

Captain needs to locate the lateral access valve.

Don't worry, Captain!

You got this!

I've got this.

- That's it. - Bugger me!

No!

Get me a car to Buffalo.

You're going to the White House?

Yes! Time to do some corporate begging.

Hey! Come on.

I was just doing my job.

Just did what we had to do.

I did what I had to do.

It's getting thicker!

- This is your fault. - It's Frank's fault!

- He hit the big brown buttons. - Frank!

Ship him out!

Frank! Frank!

Calm, and I cannot stress this enough,

the fuck down!

These people are humanity's finest,

and they need...

The president will see you now.

Great.

He nearly got Frank space-lynched,

so what are we gonna do about Judd?

Two options.

One, murder. And two,

and I know I keep looping back to this...

murder.

You keep saying that word, Karen.

You keep saying it.

Okay, can you please just let me fix your door?

No. I'm going to do this myself.

I may be a fake and a fraud and a terrible lay

and a credit risk and a tax-dodger

and an emotional homunculus,

but I am still a useful, functioning...

Actually, can you do this?

- Yeah. - Yeah.

- Baby! - What?

A passenger has just gone into labor.

There's gonna be a baby!

Holy shit! We're having a baby?

- Mr. Judd's in there. - Why?

He's, quote, "executive producing" the birth.

- Here. - Yeah, yeah, leave it with me.

- I'm fine. Yeah. - You all right?

That's it, come on! Get it out of her!

That's it. Hey! Hey!

Vacuum extraction! My idea! We're gonna suck a person

- out of this person! - Yeah.

Let's go!

God, the baby is going from a womb

surrounded by bodily fluids

to a ship surrounded by bodily solids.

Where did you come from, eyeballs?

Originally? Pennsylvania.

Before the fires.

- I'll cut the string. - Cord.

Full Hakuna Matata!

There we go. Hey...

I'm gonna keep the placenta. Fair's fair.

Have this snap frozen. Landmark human tissue.

- You fucking killed it. - What?

Like, I'm smiling.

You killed it, like...

It's a baby.

Yeah, it's really... It's a good one.

People of Avenue 5,

I bring you tidings of great joy.

At 1105 hours today, we welcomed

- the first ever bab... - The first baby born in space!

- I'm so sorry, did you... - It's fine.

- I just really wanted to say it. - I'm so sorry.

You know, I sometimes have this terrible case of Karen Mouth

and, you know...

What's the name?

Now she's interested in babies.

No name as yet. Current alias, AKA Space Baby.

- A beautiful... - Baby boy!

- Little baby b... - Baby boy!

I did it again! You know what it was?

'Cause you said "little," so...

and I just went straight to "baby boy,"

so I got there first, otherwise we would've...

Is that it? Or is it your Karen Mouth

that you can't shut?

What is that? Why is the ship beeping?

You know... and this has never happened before...

I don't actually know.

What does he look like?

- He is adora... - Adora...

What is your damage?

- We need to sort this... - Yeah, Captain, I'm on it.

Presumably, it's a warning of some kind.

Well, yes, you don't usually have a recurring beep

to tell you everything's going just fine.

It's down here.

Some... It's somewhere...

No, it's... it's...

No, it's not up here.

Man, they really love that baby?

Yeah, babies are like New Zealanders.

Everyone loves them and the funny way they talk.

- There's Iris. - See that? See that?

She never looks at me like that.

She never gives me that look.

Funny.

Are you hurting?

Is that baby hurting you?

Yeah?

Face it. They prefer that baby to me.

Baby gives them hope.

All I give them is shitty-yuck-yuck.

Not that it's a competition.

Judd versus Baby.

But if it were, I'd destroy that baby.

Physically, emotionally, endurance-wise.

I'd finish that baby

before he could get past the first month.

It wouldn't even be a fair contest.

One shot to the soft spot, that baby's down for the count.

Yeah, it wouldn't have the upper body strength.

Captain? Captain. The ship is beeping.

And I can tell you why. I'm going to cover my mouth...

because this could cause mass distress.

It's an oxygen beep. We've got a leak.

- Well... I mean, that... - Billie? Billie?

I don't know what else it could be,

and maybe he's right?

- I... I... I just... - We need oxygen!

- I love oxygen! - Captain, your mouth.

- Cover your fucking mouth. - Billie?

Well, hopefully it's just one...

Hopefully, it's just

- one leaking tank... - Okay.

...but if the recycling system's screwed, then...

so are we.

The running out of air, is it as bad as they say?

- Or not as bad? - Yeah, it's bad.

I mean, like, first you get, like, a grittiness in your eyes,

then your tongue is literally gonna boil in your mouth

before you just pass out and you just never wake up again.

Don't forget the organ failure.

I almost forgot the organ failure.

I've just seen my perfect Space Baby.

Iris, you should prepare to enjoy

your last moments of happiness,

because we think we may have an oxygen leak.

An oxygen leak?

Freak out into your hand and cover your mouth.

- Do we have enough to get home? - It depends.

Vigorous activity would drain this turkey in no time.

I'm talking exercise, singing,

lovemaking, if you're doing it right.

Hey! Hi there. Howdy.

You keep greeting people in triplicate,

we'll be dead by Tuesday.

- Karen. - Hey.

Why do you all look so jumpy?

We... have a leak. We're running out of oxygen.

A leak?!

What is this ship made of, tin foil?

Hi, girl.

I don't actually think this is about

that non-combat-ready baby.

I think it's about

what your inner voice is telling you about yourself.

- What is it saying? - The one I'm using now?

No, the voice inside your head.

No, my thoughts connect instantaneously with my mouth.

It's extremely efficient.

Clinically, it's probably very unique.

Iris!

Okay, how about this?

You need to change the way they see you.

You need to change the way they see the shit.

Wait...

Are... Are you...

Are you talking about...

lasers?

Specifically...

illuminating the ring of nasty shit

around the ship with some goddamn lasers?

Iris!

- Miss Mulcair? - Hi.

The President thanks you for your visit,

and I can confirm we will be funding the rescue.

Knock me sideways!

That is like diving into a bath of beans!

Well, once you clear it with the Other President,

you are good to go!

I'm sorry? The Other President?

I assumed the Other President was already across this.

We don't like to bother the Other President

unless it's absolutely necessary.

- No? - So, if you could just slip on