Oasis

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Newscaster: The Prime Minister has declared

a state of emergency in London.

With supplies running low,

humanitarian aid efforts are overwhelmed.

You'll like it here.

Following mass breakouts in migrant camps...

Woman: Mr. Leigh, she's ready to see you, now.

How do I look?

Beautiful.

Really?

I want to come with you.

You can't.

God has plans for you.

Really?

Yeah. Big plans.

He told me Himself.

You're capable of things...

you can't even imagine.

I love you.

And I love you, too.

Read to me.

Read to me.

"The Lord is my shepherd.

"I shall not want.

"He maketh me to lie down in the green pastures.

"He leadeth me beside the still waters.

"He restoreth my soul.

"He leadeth me down the paths of righteousness

"for His name's sake.

"Yea, though I walk through the valley

"of the Shadow of Death,

"I will fear no evil

"for Thou art with me."

Good morning.

Good morning.

Thank you.

Woman: Ethan, hang on.

Thanks.

- Hello, Peter. - Good morning, Sally.

Okay, Ansul,

I think this is going to be the fastest one.

Try it.

Boy: Can I have the fastest one?

Peter Leigh?

Vivian Hades.

I'm Head of Mission Resources at USIC.

David Morgan sent me personally.

What does he want?

He wants you to join the project.

Are you joking?

I've been against Oasis from the start...

some life raft in space for the 1%.

David remembers your passion very well.

My guess is that's why he wants you up there now.

Up there?

What happened to a world

without the treacherous illusion of faith?

Wasn't that a major feature of what you wanted Oasis to be?

It was.

Things have changed.

This transmission came through on the shoot,

late last night.

Peter...

David Morgan.

I know what you think of me,

USIC, this whole project.

You were right. I didn't know.

When I came here, I didn't know

it's not just about saving the Earth.

It's about so much bigger,

so much bigger than I ever knew.

What I realize is...

we need a spiritual presence up here now.

We need a man of God,

and it absolutely has to be you.

The Oasis Project represents

everything my wife and I fought against for years. No.

David authorized me to make a sizeable...

I don't want his money.

... donation to your church.

Your work here could continue...

and flourish.

But it's obviously up to you.

Tell me what you want!

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Traveling to the edge of the galaxy

can be physically demanding,

so we need to run a few tests.

What kind?

Standard stuff.

Costs 100 million to send someone to Oasis.

Be a shame if you died in flight.

David: While our civilization crumbles on Earth

along with the biodiversity that supports us,

Oasis can be a new beginning.

Imagine inhabiting in the very skies

your ancestors gazed at for millennia.

Well, that's where you'll be living...

in the most technologically advanced,

socially conscious settlement ever devised.

Just say the first word that comes to mind, please.

Death.

Hunger.

Brother.

Vengeance.

First word, please.

Where did you get this?

First word.

Life.

You okay?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine.

It's not going to explode.

The rocket, it's not going to explode with us in it.

It's safe.

Good to know.

So you must be the shit, huh?

Er, what makes you say that?

Roll right in here and go straight up.

The rest of us have been here three months

doing drills and blueprint training.

I'm Sy, by the way. Botanist.

Peter. Chaplain.

Chaplain? Like religious?

Like religious.

So it's definitely not going to explode.

So you're like a holy man.

Oh, yeah. Yeah, yeah. We get protection.

Announcer: T-minus 8 minutes to lift off.

What are all these for?

You'll be in an induced coma for the jump.

Preserves the muscle tissue.

The rest is just food and hydration.

Man: Minus 10, 9, 8,

7, 6, 5,

4, 3, 2, 1, zero.

Bea: I'm not afraid.

I love you.

Forever...

and ever...

and ever...

and ever.

Man: So, ladies and gentlemen, you arrived.

Bit of a mess out there.

Have a drink of this.

Tastes like shit, but it'll get you going.

Don't gulp.

Oh, please.

Who are you?

Peter Leigh.

You're not in the manifest.

Detail?

Chaplain.

David Morgan sent for me.

Don't worry about her, mate.

She gets better with time.

This stuff, not so much.

Here.

10% substrate water is the lowest

any plant we brought with us can tolerate.

We're at 15% now.

It's five, seven weeks max before everything is dead.

Does that include the cactuses?

Not the cactuses, Murray, but it does include the cacti.

Chief, why aren't we drilling?

There's water in the ground.

Let's go and get it, for Christ's sake.

Morgan's orders were clear.

Stop all drilling till he gets back.

The cacti?

What is it?

We've got an unexpected guest.

That seat was meant for a structural engineer from Berkeley.