Not now, dear.
You know her, right?
Annika? Yeah. Yeah, she's fantastic.
Yeah, she's great, she'll do whatever it takes.
Well, almost.
She's your pick, right?
- For Antarctica. - Yeah.
It wasn't easy.
You don't have to apologize.
No, I don't.
And you shouldn't either.
Me? What for?
Well, the polar nights, they can be cold and long,
you wouldn't want me to bring you along for the wrong reasons, would you?
Of course not.
I mean, you're a great biologist and all that, but...
I need the very best.
Bye, Arthur.
Bye, sweetheart.
Do you know who Arthur Wilde is?
Yeah, who doesn't know who Arthur Wilde is?
Why?
Is he gonna be a part of this?
I think he is a genius.
And there's... There's no way he killed all those people.
Yeah, he deserves another chance.
To me he looks like a fair person.
As I said, I don't know him, but from what I've seen,
he doesn't seem to be trusted.
Nanashi Maru, this is Alexandria. What's your position?
Alexandria, this is Nanashi Maru.
Position: three-nine degrees, zero-three minutes south,
one-zero-nine degrees, one-eight minutes west.
On course, we'll be there in 13 hours.
Copy that. Thank you. Over.
They're coming.
Let's drink to that.
Where did you get that from?
Renaud's cabin. I don't think he will mind.
Hand it over.
Take it easy. It's not like we're sinking, are we?
Was that a shot?
- You okay? - Did you hear that?
Yeah.
What's going on?
Where's Arthur?
Arthur!
Let me see that. Keep your hand up high.
Oh, my God. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
She tried to kill me.
- Who? - Gloria.
Fuck! Fuck.
Oh, my God.
What happened?
She's dead.
- What the fuck happened? - It was an accident, I swear.
Oh, Jesus, I went... I went to the bathroom,
I came out, she was standing there, she was holding my gun,
she was pointing it at me.
I swear to God!
Oh, she's...
- Then what? - So then I went for the gun, right?
I grabbed it by the barrel, and it went off.
It took parts of my hand with it.
But I hung on and I fought, and I fought, and I fought,
and then came the second shot.
The snitch.
- What? - What?
What? What snitch?
Someone's been stealing our research.
That's the reason for the murders.
You fucking psychos. I told you it was one of them!
Not Marcus, not Charlie, not any of us! It was one of them all along!
Stop it, Wil!
Come on, we need to take you to the infirmary.
Wait. Okay.
Wait, you think Gloria was a snitch?
She didn't even want to be here. Why would she...?
It was her alright.
It's Kowalski's.
So?
It's been missing since the night he was killed.
And the killer used it to enter the lab to get rid of Zack.
So it was her.
First she killed Kowalski, then Zack
and I was next on her list.
There's no other explanation.
We need to stop this hemorrhage, come on.
Arthur! Arthur! Are you okay?
Arthur. Arthur. Arthur, wake up!
I'm not too involved in that whole case.
Honestly, I don't do so well with drama.
But...
I mean, it wouldn't surprise me.
He's a very special man, so...
I guess it could be true, the accusations.
Yuto?
It's me, can I stay with you?
Sure.
- Sorry, I can't keep still. - Yeah, me neither...
It just doesn't add up.
I know. She's the last person on this ship that would do something like that.
But why did she have Kowalski's keycard? And what the fuck was she doing
- in Arthur's cabin? - She wanted to talk to him!
Hey.
Can I trust you?
I don't know.
Can you?
I managed to break into Kowalski's laptop.
The day he died, he was looking into some fucking molecule.
- What? What molecule? - I don't know, I'm no biologist.
But Gloria freaked out when she saw it.
That's why she went looking for Arthur. She wanted to tell him about it.
So what are you saying? That Arthur is lying?
I don't know! But I don't trust him anymore.
Look, Gloria was not a fucking snitch.
You're right.
She wasn't.
How can you be so sure?
I just know.
Fuck.
- It's you! - Calm down! Calm down!
I haven't killed anyone!
Look, I wouldn't be telling you this if I wanted to hurt you, alright?
Why...? Why would you?
Because I need your help.
And I'm willing to pay for it.
Five million.
Five million dollars?
But first, I need to see that molecule in Kowalski's laptop.
You managed to break in.
Now, why in the world wouldn't you tell me?
I tried to.
Anything interesting?
I don't know. What are you all looking for?
You were the last to talk to Gloria before she died.
- I was not. That would be Arthur. - You know what I mean.
Did she do or say anything strange?
- Not really. - Not really.
Are you sure?
Yes, I'm sure.
Then why do I get the feeling that you're lying to me?
Where you in cahoots with her?
What? No! I promise!
We were just working on the case.
How's that going?
We'll make it on time.
You stay here.
I don't want you walking around with that fucking animal on the loose.
Maybe I can help you with that?
Thanks.
I'll keep that in mind.
- Hey. - Hey.
He's gonna be okay.
There's something you need to see.
Bloody hell, what the fuck is that?
Looks like a burn.
- But when did that happen? - I have no idea.
Hey! Hey!
Hey, how are you feeling?
That's the morphine.
I can give you more when it wears off.
I did my best, but you will want to see a real doctor when you get back home.
Thanks.
What about your right arm?
What the hell is that?
Oh, this?
It's a minor lab accident, an acid spill.
- It's nothing. - Doesn't look like nothing.
It looks really bad. I'll need to cauterize it.
When did that happen?
Six-seven days ago.
- Why didn't you tell us? - Because it's nothing, really.
Don't worry.
- It's not been the best of weeks, has it? - The Japanese should be here
in 13 hours. Get some rest.
And Charlie?
No news. Let's hope he doesn't find a way out.
So?
Someone's stolen morphine and ketamine from the cabinet.
Fucking hell.
Any junkies among the crew?
No.
Booze and pot for sure, but not this. Not from my cabinet.
You think it was him?
The drugs?
Come on.
I don't know.
But he must have needed something.
But then again, all he had to do was ask.
Thank you.
One more thing.
How the fuck did he have a gun?
I gave it to him.
Fuck!
Wait!
Where is it?
- Where is what? - Don't you fucking play with me!
The gun!
I haven't seen no gun.
Me neither.
Do you think I'm stupid?
What if I did?
Have you been drinking?
What if I have?
I swear I haven't seen no gun.
Do you want to search us
before or after we take this to the pantry?
Or maybe you want to take her yourself.
Get the fuck out of here.
- How could she? - How could anyone?
But Gloria? She's...
If there's one thing I've learned about human nature,
it's that we're all weak, miserable, frightened souls
putting on a show.
Pretending that we deserve affection, attention, even love.
We don't.
It's a masquerade.
That's all it is.
And a cruel one too.
Doctor Wilde, the cynic.
It's my default setting.
It's how I hide the fear.
Also a brilliant scientist
who has devoted his life to finding a way to stop Climate Change,
which will save millions of lives.
It's not about the lives.
We're on the verge of extinction.
And we deserve it.
- Why then? Why all the effort? - Because they doubted me.
They said it couldn't be done. They even laughed at me.
And then they put me in jail for crimes I didn't commit.
There is one life I want to save.
And I'd save the whole world just for her.
It hit me when I was in jail how wrong I'd been.
How sorry I was.
Humanity may not deserve to be saved.
And I may not deserve your forgiveness.
But that's all I want, Rachel.
That's all I need.
Wil, look.
The shoelace.
What's that?
Fucking weirdos.
I have a client willing to pay millions
for a sample of the algae and all of our data.
We just need to transfer all the files into this drive.
So the PBR in the container... That was you?
Yeah, my client managed to sneak that into the ship.
Who are they, your clients?
They're the good guys.
Of course, the good guys.
Who do you think got Arthur out of jail?
Fucking Greenpeace?
Look, he doesn't deserve to be the hero.
But you and me...
Don't we deserve some kind of compensation for all of this?
We sure do.
Now,
cross your fingers.
- Yeah! - Yeah.
Okay.
Now, we need a second case, just like this one.
Can you get it done in time?
Hello?
Good afternoon.
I hope you had a good night's sleep.
Who are you?
A friend.
My apologies for the unagreeable reception.
Why am I here? Do you work for Arthur?
I was hoping we might help each other.
By kidnapping me?
Consider yourself my guest.
I need your confession.
On tape.
The Polaris VI murders, your attempt to frame Doctor Wilde,
your lies in court.
Everything.
After what you did to Sylvia?
I don't know what you're talking about.
Your confession would allow me to carry on with my plans.
In exchange, I would allow you to carry on with yours.
And what are you plans?
I, the people I represent, need to protect our investment.
I don't particularly like Doctor Wilde, but we believe in his vision.
- You want to save the planet. - That would be great, yes.
For image and fiscal reasons, mainly.
The scientific results so far have been excellent,
but we've run out of funds.
I need to raise a few more million for the next phase.
That's why I need your confession.
To get him money?
If everyone believes that Doctor Wilde is not only a brilliant scientist,
but an honorable citizen too, it would make things much easier.
But he's not honorable.
I'm sure he isn't.
We all have our bright and dark sides, don't we?
You look like a nice, sensible, young woman yourself.
Look, Doctor Wilde has found what he was looking for.
We've got it.
I still need his name to raise more funds,
but we don't really need him anymore.
Other scientists could take it from here.
You might even be better off without him.
Better for your image.
Also, if anything were to happen to Doctor Wilde,
God forbid,
your confession would never need to go public.
What if I don't do it?
What if I refuse?
I'm afraid that's not an option.
Alec.
What are you doing out here? You need to stay in your cabin,
- for fuck's sake, Rachel! - I know, I just needed some air.
Alright.
- Is that Kowalski's? - Yeah.
Yuto got it unlocked.
- Have you found anything? - Not yet, no.
- Nine hours and we're out of here. - Mister Kurtz?
- May I speak with you? - Yes, what is it?
It's probably nothing.
But I'd rather have you decide for yourself.
- Go ahead. - It's about Gloria.
What about Gloria?
You've got to be kidding me!
Yuto! Still?
Our first try wasn't working. I've made some changes.
We don't have the time! We're leaving in eight hours!
I know, I got it. It will be on time. I promise.
Don't look at me. It's in his hands.
Get it right, for Christ's sake, Yuto.
I think you and I should go and check the samples.
People surprise you, don't they?
- What? - Gloria.
Trying to steal our findings.
Yeah.
I know.
I was leaning more in your direction, to be honest.
Excuse me?
Well, we do have a past, don't we? You and I.
Maybe you still have some hard feelings towards me.
Come on.
It's been ages.
You know what? I was young and stupid.
Yeah, but you're older now, aren't you?
More to lose.
More at stake.
A family, for example.
What does that have to do with anything?
This is not a game, Amy.
The people funding this project
would do anything to protect their investment.
Anything.
Now, I don't believe that you'd be willing
to put your little boy and your little girl
on the line just to get back at me now, would you?
Of course not.
You have a daughter yourself.
You know how it is.
That's right.
I do.
"Transfer interrupted.
11:09."
Hey.
Are you okay?
Yuto says he can make the PBR in time.
And I'm not so sure.
Have faith, he broke into Kowalski's laptop pretty quick.
- Did he? - Yeah, it's good.
Alec's looking over it right now.
- Wow. - Yeah.
Is your hand hurting? Are you okay?
Fine.
I think you need to get some rest.
Wait.
Gloria's shoelace was tied around her ankle.
Do you know anything about that?
No.
It's... Just Alec said...
It's nothing. I think it's nothing.
Well, I'm sure that if Alec's looking into it,
he's going to get to the bottom of it.
Yeah.
Of course I know who Arthur is.
Amazing colleague.
Great scientist.
I admire his stamina, I think...
Projects like these need people like Arthur
to get off the ground.
I think he's a smart man.
Maybe too smart.
I fucking knew you'd come.
Go on, check her leg.
The shoelace was just a sign.
Alec.
- This is not what it seems. - Drop the act, Arthur!
It's over!
- You killed Kowalski. - What?
Shut up.
When I found your DNA under his nails,
you tried to fool me into doing the tests on board
so you could manipulate them.
Nonsense.
Then you killed Zack and you framed Charlie.
And the three men Charlie killed, you can add them to your tally.
Are you even listening to yourself?
You killed Gloria too.
You put Kowalski's card in her pocket to fool us.
Are you done?
- What happened to your arm? - I told you.
- It was an accident. - Why keep it secret?
Why steal morphine from the infirmary?
- Erika would've given it to you. - Because I don't trust her.
I don't trust you!
I don't trust anyone!
Because you see, this has happened to me before!
The exact same thing!
Not just the murders, the accusations, the suspicions, the injustice,
but being framed too!
"It's Arthur."
Really?
Is that the best you can do?
It's ridiculous! Anyone could have written that!
And your sad little hypothesis is lacking a key element.
A motive.
Yes, that's right.
Now, why the fuck would I kill my team
when I've just made one of the greatest scientific breakthroughs
of the modern era?
I don't know.
No, you don't, do you?
And do you know why?
Because you're fucking useless.
Fuck it! Enough with your fucking lies!
My mission is to deliver both you and your research,
and that is what I will do.
They will make the call, not me.
As for you, you will stay in your cabin until we get rescued.
And if you try fucking anything,
then I fucking swear I'll break your fucking neck
with my own hands. Do you understand?
Fuck.
100?
You were gonna do it for 100,000?
Yeah!
What's so fucking funny?
Mister Wan's deal was half a million.
No fucking way!
Here you are!
- Charlie has dropped the lifeboats! - Well, let the boy have his fun.
He's up to something.
- We need to secure the rescue boat now. - Go ahead.
Enough with the drinking.
Give me that bottle, sailor.
Why don't you join us?
Relax.
This is over.
Give me that bottle.
- Now. - Or what?
What are you gonna do?
- Hey, Wil, Wil... - What are you gonna do?
- Take it easy. - Let go of me!
Are you sure you want the bottle?
- No. - Are you sure?
I'm sure.
That's what I thought.
I didn't have time to design a proper case.
I used a plastic box from Wan's kitchen and will do the work.
Perfect.
I will take this, and you take the hard drive.
I'll take both, stay back.
- This is liquid hydrogen. - What?
It will freeze you to death. Just like you tried to do with Rachel.
How... Why do you think I...
You were copying files to your hard drive.
When Rachel did that thing and the lights went out,
the transfer was interrupted.
Exactly at 11:09.
Wait, I can explain.
You just needed me to get you a second case.
And once you have it, you're gonna kill me,
just like you killed everybody else.
- No, I didn't! I swear! - Don't move!
Okay.
I locked Rachel in the freezer.
That was me.
Who's there?
Hey, hey, let me out!
I needed to get the files from her computer.
But that's all I wanted.
I wasn't going to let her die!
Let me out!
Please, let me out!
Let me out!
I was going to let her out, but I needed an alibi.
Move it!
- They found him. - Go inside the boat, now!
- Ready? - Yes!
You were all up on deck.
Shit, it's stuck.
- Stay back! - Oh, for Christ's sake!
I'm sorry, I can't watch this.
I joined you for like a minute and then I came back.
I was going to get her out, but then the door wasn't working and...
Rachel!
Look, I know how this looks, but you have to believe me.
I did not want to hurt her or anybody else, please.
- It wasn't me! - Just don't come any closer!
- Yuto, please! - Don't fucking move!
VALPARAISO PORT
- The engine's back on. - But we're not moving.
He's cut us off!
The engine is overheating.
- What's going on? - It's Charlie.
He's trying to blow up the ship.
My name is Olivia Jackson,
daughter of the late Sarah Jackson, who died at the Polaris V Station.
I believe Arthur Wilde was responsible for my mother's death.
And his crew helped cover it up to protect the research.
When I discovered Arthur Wilde and his team were going to Polaris VI,
I managed to join under the name of Margaret Mitchell.
It was then that I killed them all, one by one,
leaving only Arthur Wilde alive.
I spared his life for the sole purpose
of framing him for the murders I perpetrated.
I did it for my mother.
And I would do it again.