Breach

For a century, they vowed to cure the planet

of the famine ravaging our world.

While they made their bold promises in public,

in secret, they planned their escape.

And so today, after years of unrest,

society has reached its breaking point

as the last shuttle departs for new earth,

aamning 19 billion people fo extinction.

We stick to the plan.

Hey! Hey!

Hey, watch it!

Departure for new earth fo commence in t-minus three minutes.

Positive. Take him in.

Have your papers ready. Move. Move.

Stowaways will be executed on sight.

No unauthorized personnel allowed.

Hayley! Noah! Noah!

Hayley! Hey! Hey!

Hayley! Hayley! Noah!

Noah! Hayley! Hayley!

Come on. Noah! No!

Noah! Noah!

Papers.

She's plague-free. Get in.

No! I'm not leaving without him!

No! No!

Hold them! Don't let them through!

Stop them! Boarding is now complete.

Departure for new earth in t-minus one minute.

All passengers report to cryo immediately.

How do I get off the ship?

Sir, we have stowaways trying to breach the vents.

Just report to cryo.

Come here.

Where's your mama?

I don't know.

We'll find your mama, okay?

Welcome. You are the last 1,000 passengers to board.

The other passengers are already in cryo.

Please proceed fo main hall before reporting fo cryo.

I am admiral kiernan Adams.

Welcome to my home, the u.S.S. Hercules.

The hercis the last quant-engine-enabled ship

capable of making the journey to new earth.

As to the 41 other shuttles

that have gone ahead to new earth,

well, I hope it's the paradise they said it would be.

For the next six months,

we will Blaze across space and time.

For most of us in cryo,

this journey will be but a dream.

For our children, it will be the journey that gave them life.

The worst is behind us.

All hands to their stations.

Hayley!

Hayley. Noah?

You're okay? Yeah, I'm okay.

We're fine. The baby's fine. Yeah.

I thought I lost you. Me too.

Hey. Hey, hey, hey. You gotta go.

One second.

Are you okay? I got her on board,

so where's that ship you promised me?

You're lucky you're standing on this one.

Hold on. You promised me... Let's get you to fucking move.

Go on.

Move.

You're late.

Hi, sir. I'm Noah.

Let me guess. You are the dead man walking

that knocked up my unmarried daughter

and made her drop out of west point.

No, this is not. This man helped us.

He helped us get on the ship, saved my life, saved our lives.

Is that right?

I guess I owe you.

No, sir.

Glad you're safe.

All right.

I don't get why you don't tell him.

Your dad's gonna find out eventually.

I know. I can't wait for him to know you.

I just want that to be in an environment where he can't open a window

and boot you into space.

- You excited for the mission? - My mission?

You mean the custodial department?

Yeah. Man in overalls,

cleaning toilets, so much responsibility.

It's gonna be fine.

We're gonna get to new earth,

pop this sucker out,

and then we get to be a family.

You promise?

I promise.

Okay.

Six months from now, it's you, me and the little one

on a new earth beach.

Hayley?

Hayley!

I love you.

I love you.

Fifty percent of passengers in cryo.

All remaining crew members report immediately.

Cryo inducement complete.

Commencement of quantum jump in t-minus one minute.

100% of passengers in cryo.

Prepare for hyper-speed.

Powering reactor.

Oh, shit. Come on.

Yeah, torpedo Clay. Thought you were in fucking jail.

Oh, my god. You made it, motherfucker.

You all right? Clay young,

you beautiful soul. How long"s it been?

Okay, all right. Fair enough.

I probably deserve that. All right?

First jump?

Just a little friendly advice.

Would you get the fuck out of my seat? Come on.

There you go. Okay.

All right.

Reactor at full power.

Quantum jump in ten, nine,

eight, seven, six,

five, four, three,

wo, one.

Hyper-speed commence.

Fuck.

Holy shit.

What happened?

About 30 years.

We're 30 years older?

No, meatball, 30 years on earth.

It's quantum-release time dilation.

So if 30 years passed on earth...

Everybody on earth is dead.

Look on the bright side though.

They're serving pancakes today.

Think we'll ever return?

We just left, and this motherfucker wants to go back.

Home is earth. Yeah? Well, we could wake the admiral

and see if he'll flip this bitch around.

Why are we even going to new earth?

Just gonna fuck it up like we did the last one.

Earth, we hardly knew you.

Maybe we're going 'cause we don't wanna fucking die.

Yeah, I thought that was obvious.

You're right, you know. It's not like we learned anything.

We're just a bunch of intergalactic monkeys

setting fires across the universe.

Clay telling war stories again?

I love the one about the admiral demoting his ass for insubordination.

Amazing. We leave 19 billion behind,

but this space Nazi, he gets a seat.

"Oh, I don't know, admiral.

I guess Clay just couldn't cope with leaving earth.

Drank himself stupid and jumped. Suicide."

A stowaway, sir, the last one.

Now, this is what happens to stowaways,

fuck-ups and anyone plotting against the admiral!

Take him away. Fuck you!

Fuck you!

All right! Listen up!

The herc will hit new earth in 182 days.

Damn near all the ship, including the admiral, will be in cryo,

which means I'm your commander,

your king, your god almighty.

Your fellow crew members will consist of six medics...

Where are my medics?

Six engineers...

Where are my monkeys?

Which leaves five jag officers and myself

to police your sorry asses

and five janitors to question their lives' decisions.

Any problems come up, you fix 'em your damn selves.

Understood?

Breakfast is over.

Movel

Motherfucker.

Well...

Arrival fo new earth, t-minus 171 days.

Okay.

What are you doing?

I was just gonna ask you the same thing.

The shift starts in 60.

Stanley will break your legs if you're late.

So, if we're gonna be bunk buddies, that mean we're working the same shift?

What do you think? How bout we start over?

Let's not.

Hi. I'm Noah.

Look, you want to get along, do your job,

don't touch my stuff, don't talk to me, and do not snore.

How will I know I'm snoring if I'm asleep?

Well, you'll know it when I kick your teeth in.

We got 59 minutes. Papa Clay needs his beauty sleep.

Start work tomorrow.

Only two bathrooms for the entire crew, so that's wonderful.

Also, they say, 'cause of quant-speed,

that time moves differently for us than it does on earth...

So...

Your mom...