Salvation

I want this room cleared out

in ten minutes, get everything to the warehouse.

Nelson will instruct you from there.

The EmDrive works.

We should be drinking champagne right now, you know,

wearing pointy hats.

I want to dump Gatorade all over your head.

The prototype works.

We'll drink when we actually

launch a gravity tractor with a full-sized EmDrive.

Darius, if we could just stay put, I mean, we could be

halfway through the calculations for the full-scale model by now.

Someone here hacked the IO Probe

and killed Lazlo to cover their tracks.

The EmDrive is no longer safe at Tanz.

Neither are you.

Lockdown initiating.

All employees report to Sandbox for further instructions.

You put the place on lockdown?

Yesterday, the FBI said that Lazlo killed himself.

The FBI says a lot of things. Doesn't make them true.

Exactly. Which is why we're not

telling the government the EmDrive works.

Not until we know who we can trust.

I am sorry for your loss.

Oh, no.

Don't feel sorry for me.

Feel sorry for the one who violated my trust,

'cause I'm going to destroy them.

A billion dollars... gone.

Not gone.

An investment that could still pay off.

Could. Might. Maybe.

I am done hearing those words from Darius Tanz.

The EmDrive melted down,

and he burned through a billion dollars.

It's time to cut the cord.

Cut the cord?

Darius is no longer a member of this task force.

What?

We're pulling his funding.

The government is done with Tanz Industries.

We've lost control of space.

We're out of options.

Darius is our best hope right now.

Our best hope?

He squandered a billion dollars.

The EmDrive project crashed and burned spectacularly.

And now we find out that NASA was hacked

by one of his own people.

Am I missing something here, Ms. Barrows?

You've already helped him

drain this task force of time and money.

There's only one of those we can get back.

You're saying you want him to return

the billion dollars we gave him?

No, I'm saying you want him to return that money.

Get it back, or you'll be off this task force, too.

Grace? Grace, wait.

A little heads-up would be nice next time.

You let me get sandbagged in there.

Grace, this isn't about you.

You're pulling funding from the one thing that can save us.

That's unfair.

You've never liked him.

Well, maybe you like him too much.

What's that supposed to mean?

It means your vision gets a little cloudy

when it comes to Darius Tanz.

Yeah, you act as if he's the messiah

and we're all just his disciples,

never allowed to question him.

There are people he has to answer to, Grace,

and I'm one of them.

You can't kick me off this task force.

I'm the only one keeping the barbarians at the gate.

And you're one of them.

Get me proof that the EmDrive has a shot.

I can't sell it in that room anymore without proof.

Fine, I'll get you proof.

If you get that pit bull off my back.

POTUS wants to know what our next step is.

Easy with this, gentlemen. It's one of a kind.

Yes, sir.

Easy. Don't bounce it.

Darius, I got to call Jillian.

- I need a second. - Don't shake it.

There's no time. Call her from the road.

I-Is he the only guy going with us?

I need to keep the circle tight.

Can you just tell me she's safe, please?

I've hired the best security force in the world.

From here on, no one will breathe

without me knowing about it.

I'll meet you there. Now go.

Okay.

Attention, employees,

please comply with all security requests.

What's going on?

I'm sorry, Tanz Industries is closed for visitors today.

Uh, I'm not here for a tour.

I'm a personal guest of Darius.

Clear to go.

Well, you be sure to thank Darius for creating

such a warm and inclusive work environment.

Attention, employees,

please comply with all security requests.

Darius, what's going on down there?

I'm finding out who hacked the IO Probe,

since the government seems to have lost interest.

Lazlo hacked the probe.

You need to accept that and move on.

Darius, everything is at stake here.

Yes, I'm aware, which is why I've hired some former Mossad

to conduct the investigation.

Best interrogators in the world.

Unlike those amateurs from Langley.

The government's cutting you off.

They want their money back,

- or what's left of it. - What?

And they're throwing me off the task force if I don't get it.

No, not now. Now's the time when we need it most.

The EmDrive works, Grace.

What?

We're in the process of scaling it up now.

It's gonna take massive amounts of material

and hundreds of workers around the clock

to get this thing built and launched.

This little government tantrum

could not have come at a worse time.

Y-You don't believe me.

Said the man who sent me on a wild uranium chase.

For which, uh, you still owe me an explanation

or, I don't know, an apology.

Oh, maybe a Hallmark card.

"Sorry I made you steal uranium for my ark."

Soon as I get my "Sorry I let them waterboard you" card

in the mail.

Darius, I'm sorry. I...

I'm desperately sorry for what happened,

and I want to believe you, but right now,

I have too many questions and not enough answers.

I can't go back to the Pentagon without proof the EmDrive works.

Okay, follow me.

You want proof? You want answers?

Yes, I do.

Get in.

Who are you?

Hey, Amanda.

Thank God. How you feeling?

Sore.

Yeah, well, you got hit by a car.

How long have I been here?

Couple days.

Someone was here, Ed, in the room.

This creepy guy in a hoodie.

Doctor said you might be just a little confused

after the accident 'cause of the concussion.

It wasn't an accident.

I think someone tried to kill me.

Who?

I don't know.

But I'm gonna find out.

What do you think Darius is doing to the employees?

He's probably just asking them some questions.

Yeah, but, I mean, you saw how crazy he was acting, right?

I just don't want Jillian to feel like...

The fate of the world is at stake,

and you're worried about your little puppy love? Hmm?

Okay. Well, first, I'm not a puppy.

And second, what the hell is your problem?

- What's happening? - It's a flat.

Nothing to worry about.

Sit tight...

Aah!

Hands on your head! Get out of car, now!

Okay, okay.

Phone!

Get in!

Okay. Okay.

You guys working for someone? Is it the government maybe?

Because we have friends at the Pentagon.

We can give them a call

and clear this whole thing right up.

You want money?

One phone call, I can make that happen.

Would you shut up?

You're gonna get us killed.

Listen to your friend.

9-1-1,

my professor, his place is trashed.

He didn't show up for class.

There were big scary goons staking out his house.

They chased my ass across town.

We're plotting possible intercept courses

with the asteroid to see which countries have available

spacecraft out near Samson.

Then we'll approach them about a collaborative mission.

But we still don't know who was behind the hack.

How do we know who we can trust?