Pandora

- Previously on Pandora... - Ralen,

I have warrant for your arrest.

Perhaps as ambassador, you can offer something

- for your son's life. - What do you want?

I want Pandora's Box.

I can't control my powers.

I believe I'm in love with you, Jax.

- Greetings, husband. - Greetings... wife.

If he's been lying about that, what else has he been lying about?

You told me you were going to tell me what happened to my parents.

I told you I would give you the key to the mystery.

Harlan Fried, you're under arrest.

Now you have to find the lock.

Thomas disabled the transponder codes on his Infiltrator.

I'm not even sure Thomas wants to be found.

The Earth Fleet Training Academy

is now celebrating its 110th anniversary of its founding.

It's here that the best and brightest minds in the galaxy

come to pursue a career in EarthCom.

And then there's me.

This monument is a tribute to the fallen heroes

who protected the Confederacy

in our long conflict with the Zatarians,

commemorating the bloody battle which led to the Armistice,

the Battle of Proxima Centauri.

Now Armistice Day is a time to reflect on the past

and look to the future.

When the war ended,

Earth and Zatar were at a crossroads.

Most cadets, myself included,

find themselves now in a similarly tough position,

wondering who to ask as their date

to the big Armistice Day dance.

Okay, now this

is Ralen...

from Zatar.

Like me, a clone,

he is the first of his kind to attend the Academy.

- Hi, Ralen. - Hi.

I was just telling these future cadets

that Armistice Day Dance is this week.

Do you have a date yet?

I do not.

No one has asked me yet.

That is unfortunate.

- I'm just going to... - Oh.

Thank you.

Oh!

I'm sorry. He's been through a lot lately.

Plus, our midterm exams are coming up.

It's super stressful.

Moving on.

Let's go. Okay, great.

Um...

This building, you may not know.

We still can't access the portals without the girl.

You promised me you would be able to control them.

What do I pay you for

if you can't find a workaround for Jax?

Correction, Miss Fried. Your father pays me, not you.

As long as my father rots in a prison cell,

you will answer to me as the new CEO of Parallax.

I said I wasn't to be interrupted.

It's Daddy, Regan.

He's dead.

Mom said he was murdered...

while being taken away to the Maximum Security Penal Asteroid.

I wanted him out of our way.

I did not wish him to be dead.

I need you to be strong.

I promise you...

everything will be all right.

Welcome home, Pilar.

I love the new haircut,

by the way.

Thanks. It's for the gala.

Very chic.

Another flower delivery.

This is just getting silly now.

Oh, don't even act

like you don't love all the attention.

I kind of do,

but I'd really love a fruit basket.

How many flowers does a girl need?

This is kind of old-fashioned.

So...

who are they from this time?

Uh... Liam,

from Alien Linguistics class.

Again.

They're pretty, though.

Very... pink.

So is he the one

or just another one?

I'm kind of tempted, but...

right now it's a toss-up

between Anton from Stellar Cartography,

Celeste from Earth History,

and Charles from Computer Engineering.

Did you just call Professor Baker "Charles"?

Don't be judgy. He's really hot.

Pilar, he's, like, ancient,

and he's your professor.

You cannot date him.

He's 29 and a guest lecturer. Doesn't count.

Anyway, I don't even have time to be thinking about all this.

I've spent so much time on the planning committee

for this gala that I haven't even had a chance

to think about who I want to go with yet.

What about you?

I'm just not in the mood to go to a dance right now,

after everything that's happened this year.

Jax, it's mandatory.

Not to mention, I haven't spent weeks planning this

for you to be a no-show.

The way I see it, you have two options:

Ralen or Xander.

- Ralen's married, Pilar. - Great.

Xander it is.

- Ralen. - Commander.

Sorry to interrupt

your imbibing session.

I know they're quite important to you.

How's married life?

- I see Jax told you. - -Mm-hmm.

What do you want, Ralen?

I've come to express my gratitude.

For what?

I heard what you did for me on Io.

Okay, um, I didn't do it for you.

Nonetheless, you saved my life.

- So... thank you. - Mmm.

Can I buy you a drink as recompense?

Good.

Excuse me. Uh...

Another and a water, please.

Mmm.

Actually, I am glad that we're talking.

I owe you an apology.

I rushed to judgment, and I thought you were guilty.

I should have trusted you.

So I'm sorry.

It seems to have become quite problematic for you

to know who to trust and who not to trust, has it not?

I'm not sure I know what you mean.

I think you do.

My father has expectations for me

which I'm not sure I'll ever be able to meet.

I'm sure it's the same for you.

I think it would be quite hard to disappoint my father.

He died when I was very young.

I'm not talking about your biological father

but the man to whom your allegiances truly lie.

Perhaps we have more in common

than I previously thought, Ralen.

Perhaps we do.

Including our mutual attraction to Jax.

Now, it's no secret

that you harbor a great deal of affection for her, as do I.

May I ask your intentions?

You may ask.

Is... Is that a joke?

I suppose it is.

I don't intend to cease my pursuit of her,

if that's what you're wondering.

No, I'm not wondering, Ralen.

But you might want to give it a thought,

considering the fact you are married.

That's between me and Jax.

And your wife, I should imagine?

Look, I'm sorry.

We both care deeply about the same girl.

But if you're looking for some sort of permission...

No, I'm... I'm not. I...

I respect you, commander.

And it was important for me

to be honest about my intentions, that's all.

Thank you.

But it's not really your choice.

It's not really my choice. It's Jax's.

I have to go.

I'm sure you do.

Mmm.

Thanks for the drink, Ralen.

The Infiltrator Cadet Ross absconded with from the Academy

has been located.

I thought the transponder on that ship had been disabled.

Yes, but an hour ago, the craft exited hyperspace

at the Karman Line and was detected in orbit.

I assume Cadet Ross will be disciplined accordingly?

He would, if he was aboard.

Excuse me?

The ship was found empty. There was no sign of Cadet Ross.

Well, if he's not on board, then where is he?

You tell me.

With all due respect, sir,

I'm not sure that looking for a missing pupil

from the Academy is really CIS business.

It's not, but it's come to my attention that Cadet Ross

has begun to manifest certain powers