All language subtitles for Doom.Patrol.S04E06.Hope.Patrol.720p.HMAX.WEBRip.DD5.1.x264-NTb.[eng]

♪ Hell yeah ♪

♪ Steel ♪

- ♪ Ooh, yeah ♪
- ♪ Sharpens steel ♪

♪ Steel sharpens steel... ♪

What the f...

- Lar.
- Jane?

- ♪ Ooh yeah ♪
- ♪ Sharpen ♪

♪ Steel sharpens steel... ♪

I just had the craziest dream.

You were there.

Vic was there,
fucking Willoughby was there,

and I...

I was a fucking baby.

Oh, it was all real.

The parties, the pool,
getting turned into a baby.

You were a fussy,
little stinker, too.

I was starting to get worried
you'd be stuck like that.

I've been big for hours.

- Sorry that sounded weird.
- Then Willoughby...

- He reversed the spell.
- I guess he made it

to pound town after all.

Ha! Good for him.

But it looks like
he reversed the spell
a little extra for you.

There was
an evil bunny.

It took my longevity!

That Dickensian dickwad
double-crossed us.

That means that Immortus
is about to wipe their ass
with our reality.

Where is everyone?

We have...
We have to stop this.

We have to get
my longevity back.

Can't. I'm in
the middle of putting in
an 850 Holley double pumper.

What?

This is code-fucking-red!

- Hey!
- Look at my hair!

I feel like shit!
My chest hurts.

It's just acid reflux.
Welcome to middle age.

Are you serious
right now?

What if I'm fucking dying?

You wouldn't be
the only one.

Oh...

Look, I'm sorry I left you
when I did.

If it makes you feel
any better,

I didn't get very far
before my brain
went all goo-goo-gaga,

and I drove into a ditch.

But when I turned back
to normal,
I went right back for you.

There you were, a little baby
crying outside the pool center,
all alone.

That's the kind of thing
that sends a guy
straight into dad panic.

Everything just snaps
into focus.

I know you think I'm dealing
with my Parkinson's
like a champ,

but trust me, a death sentence
never really leaves
the top of your mind.

All I can think about
is how much time I have left

to leave little Rory something
to remember me by.

I hate to break it to you,

but you don't just get to drop
everything because of some
stupid epiphany.

That's not how this works!

As someone who's been
staring death in the face
for a while,

take my advice.

Figure out what's left
for you to do

and use every second
you have left to do it.

Because this shit
won't stop to wait for you.

You know what?

Fine.

Fuck you, too.

What's wrong
with you, Pop-Pop?

Relax. It's just me, Rory.

What the fuck?

I'm a little low on funds
right now,

but I'll get some money
from somebody for gas.

And I'll mail you back
your clothes
once I've washed them.

You can keep the clothes, Vic.

I just... I know this isn't
how you wanted
to spend your Saturday--

I mean, it's fine.

But I gotta ask,
of all the places on Earth
you could have hid out,

why my place?
All the way in Detroit?

Look, man,
it was a weird night,
even for us.

It's not every day
we get hit with a youth spell.

Transmutation magic, huh?

That's some
level-9-sorcery shit.

Just another day in the life
of a superhero.

Hey, I need to talk to Kay.

Look at my hair!
Things are fucked!

I need to make sure she's safe!

What the fuck are you doing?

Kay gave everybody a puzzle.

So, you're just going
to sit here and fuck off

while the Grim Reaper
slobbers down our neck?

It's what the girl wants.

Yeah, and so did trauma.

Take it back.

You know, they're not the same.

Well, if Kay thinks
I'm gonna spend
my last days on Earth

doing a fucking puzzle,

she's even crazier than I am.

You know what?

Fuck all this.

You want to roll over
and die without a fight?

Be my guest.

I'm going out with a bang.

Smoke 'em
if you got 'em, fuckwads!

Shoo! Shoo! Shoo!

God, the disrespect
with these fucking creatures.

Did we sleep here
all night?

Well, evidently,
we turned to babies

before the bus came.

So, either we were too small
for the bus driver to see us,

or the human race really
is lacking
in any common decency.

The good news is,
obviously, the spell
was reversed at some point,

Oh.

But is there another
bus coming?

- I'm ready to go home.
- Home?

Well, what about what
we talked about last night?

What about the mission?

I'm afraid that was
just the virility
of youth speaking.

All I want to do now
is just lay down,

maybe make some peanut brittle.

Oh, fuck your peanut brittle.
Here, that is not
the Rita I know.

Get that coffee down you,
and we will get
your longevity back,

and save the universe
in the process.

Now, I have been thinking,

Willoughby said
that all of this is tied

to the Caulder
Immortus Project, right?

Well, I suspect that someone
in the Bureau picked up
where Caulder left off.

They found what he couldn't.

A way to actually conjure
this Immortus,

whatever the fuck it is.

Now, if we're going
to stop this,

we're going to have to go back
to where this all began.

Oh. Now, hold on.

- You want to go to the Bureau?
- Yeah.

After everything
that happened to both of us...

You can't be serious.

Our friends are in danger,
Rita, and we are heroes,
are we not?

Ugh! Fine.

Smashing.

Now, how do we get in?

Why are you asking me?

Mmm. 'Cause you're the leader.

I am not in the mood
to be patronized.

- We both know where I stand
with the team.
- Oh, please.

My promotion was simply
what was needed

for one particular task,
and it was a shite task
at that.

Now, you know, if I'm honest,
I would rather
be a supporting role.

Hell of a lot less pressure.

So, what's the plan, boss?

What the hell is going on?

Where are you taking me?

Hey, buddy, now'd be
a great time to, I don't know,
blast these guys into oblivion?

Not exactly the energy
I'm looking for.

- Release him.
- Rama.

He's my target.

I'll bring him
to The Sacrarium myself.

Whoa, whoa!

Thank God.

Let's get out of here.

We need to cut a portal
back to Earth.

Did you just say
"back to Earth"?

Where the hell are we?

A pocket dimension
called Orqwith.

And those are the Scissormen,

its powerful,
but mindless custodians.

This way.

The others sent them
because they felt I was taking
too long, I imagine.

- Taking too long to what?
- To bring you here
and extract your longevity.

That's the only thing
that matters to them.

"Extract my longevity"?

Wait. Is that what happened
to Rita?

What the hell
is going on here, Rama?

You need to tell me
exactly what Immortus is. Now.

Immortus is hope.

Look, each of us
had some desperate wish
we'd all but given up on.

And then Immortus found us.

He showed each of us a vision
of the possibilities
that lie before us.

He called upon us
to usher him onto this plane.

And when he arrives, he will
rewrite history and make
all our wishes come true.

You mean like a genie?

You're describing a genie.

Well, everyone has a wish.

Even you.

Perhaps to never again
be separated from Keeg?

What makes you so sure
Immortus even has
that kind of power?

You know that temple
we just saw?

The entire thing
rose from the Earth

when Dr. Janice deposited
Rita's longevity.

If that's not evidence
of enormous power,
I don't know what is.

I feel like I shouldn't
have to tell you this,
but when a bone temple

spontaneously sprouts
from the ground,
it's not usually a good sign.

We all have to put our faith
in something.

Then why did you just
rescue me?

Because hurting people
wasn't part of the plan.

I'm afraid in their zeal,
the others have forgotten that.

You said, that you would
help me find another way
to stabilize my molecules.

Did you mean it?

Of course.

Nobody has more experience
getting out
of impossible situations

than my friends and I.

After we stop Immortus,
we'll help you.

I promise.

You can put your faith
in me, Rama.

You have my faith,
Larry Trainor.

What about
what Willoughby said?

Immortus sounded
like real bad news.

He already hurt Rita and Jane.
Who's next?

Will you shut up?

I'm not taking any advice
from a manifestation
of my diseased brain.

And in case you missed it,
I'm doing this for you.

Well, the real you, anyway.

This chariot's
gonna be all yours.

You aren't
fooling anybody, Pop-Pop.

If you really cared about me,
you'd be on a bus
to Florida right now.

All you're doing is burying
your fear in something
you think you can control.

You know who else
used to do that?

Listen to me,
Hamburger Helper.

Do not go there.

Your daddy, that's who.

That's completely different.

Unlike him,
I know I'm a bad person.

I also know I don't have
enough time to fix myself.

But I do have enough time
to fix this car.

I'm going to prove to you
that I am capable
of creating more than pain.

I can create something
beautiful, too.

Come with me, Pop-Pop.
I wanna show you something.

You could've squished
this little guy,
but you didn't.

In fact, you risked
a lot to save him.

Is that something
a bad person would do?

Well, it is
a Zombie Butt.

In hindsight, saving it
was probably not the best idea.

"Hindsight." Get it?

The point is,
despite all your mistakes,
you are a good person.

The proof is right here.

Larry?

It's open.

Hey.

Hey.

Wow.

I honestly didn't know
if I'd ever hear
from you again.

- Love your hair, by the way.
- Oh.

Tell me, what sort of, uh,
mischief have you
been getting up to?

Uh...

- Just, um,
doing a lot of thinking.
- Ah.

I've been doing a lot
of thinking about...

you.

Well...

I've been thinking
about you, too.

And I wanted to give you space
to take the leap.

Then I started worrying
maybe you took that
as a lack of interest.

I decided I have to stop
living for other people.

I have to start
living for myself.

That's a big step
for you, Jane.

Kay must be doing very--

I have to start going after
what I want.

And what do you want?

Jane.

It's okay.

Let's just take our time.

- I'm not going anywhere.
- No.

I want this.

I'm ready.

I've wanted this
for a long time.

Jane. Jane.

Why can't I do this?
What the fuck is wrong with me?

It's okay. I know
how complicated
this is for you.

No, you don't.

You have no idea.

- Nobody does.
- That's simply not true.

But I do think it's time,
maybe, that you got real help.

No.

I don't have time for that.

I...

I'm just so tired of fighting.

Why does every single thing
have to be so painful?

Why does everything have to be
such a fucking battle?

I'm so sorry.

You don't deserve
all this pain.

Dios.

I'm not ready to die.

I'm...

What the fuck?

Larry? It is you.
How'd you do that?

- Cliff. Thank God you're--
- What are you doing here?

Please don't tell me
that we're adopting
another super villain.

I'm no villain.

- I'm a man of many--
- Many elements.

- Yeah, I know.
- No, you can trust him.

He's a good man.
He's proven that to me.

Are we talking about the same
dude who dropped us into
a fire pit and kidnapped Keeg?

'Cause that dude,
still on my shitlist!

Look, he didn't kidnap...
Look, we have
an understanding now.

I trust him.

Wait. Am I sensing
sexual tension here?

What? No. I mean...

- We haven't crossed
that bridge, but...
- There's a bridge?

I'm here to help you
stop Immortus.

Fuck! No, not this again.

Wait, you're in danger, too.

The agents of Immortus
still need your longevity
and Jane's,

and they'll stop at nothing
to get it.

Oh, they already got Jane's.

Wait, that means
we're the last two pieces.

We have to stop this
before it's too late.

Because if Immortus rises,
we'll all...

Keeg?

- Woah!
- No!

Fuck!

The guy got totally catfished.

He lost the asset
to a couple of con artists.

Butthunter,
more like buttloser.

Buttloser.
That's fucking gold.

Some grade-A
team work there, Bendy.

Looks like we've
still got a little of the old
piffle-paffle after all.

Bingo.

Still don't know
why I had to be
the craggy, old janitor.

Would you prefer to be
the bucket of dirty water?

Point taken.

Well, that's not getting
any easier.

Well, this place sure wasn't
on my mail route.

Where are we?

Section 99, colloquially
referred to as a vineyard.

Projects so dangerous
or foolhardy,
they died on the vine,

or were unceremoniously
nipped in the bud.

Most of Caulder's initiatives
ended up here.

I suspect the Immortus Project
is no different.

"Imhotep..."

"Immolation Project."

Last checked out
January 13th, 1955.

Checked by asset 34771.

That's, uh... A dead end.
Let's turn back.

What? No.
We are in the middle
of a mission,

and if I may say,
we are crushing it so far.

Oh, we can send someone else.

This mission is best-suited
to Vic, anyway,
or perhaps Jane.

Hey, what's gotten into you?
Talk to me.

It's... Wally,

Rita.

Wally Sage.

Weapon.

- On your knees!
- Malcolm!

Wally?

It all started here with Wally.

Malcolm's death.

You losing your longevity,
Immortus rising.

I put him here.

This is all happening
because of me.

It's not your fault,
you can't control--

How could it not be my fault?

Hmm?

I doomed him
and countless others
to this hell.

And now my past has returned
to exact penance.

How could I think
I ever deserved anything
in life but pain?

No. No.

You're not going
to crack on me now.

We are going to stop this.

If that means confronting
our past, then that's
what we have to do.

Okay. Well, I don't know
if you've noticed,

but I actually hate
confronting my past.

Listen to me.

I'm the leader.

That means you have to do
what I say.

You're going to take us
to Wally's cell,
and that's all there is to it.

Okay?

Okay.

What is this?

Yo, some kind of energy vortex?

Mmm. Fuck.

Cliff. You all right, man?

What happened?

It took Larry.

Yo, is this a portal?

- Y'all got portals here now?
- That's not one of ours.

Don't get too close.

Look, man, this is the kind
of superhero shit
I was talking about.

Why?

Looks like some kind
of magic realm.

If Larry's in trouble in there,
I've got to help him.

It's kind of my job.

- Vic, you're not a superhero.
- Go home.

I'll Venmo you that gas money.

Hey, what are you...

Oh, for fuck's sake,

that was our only good knife!

Derick. I told you to go home.

Oh, man! Oh, my...

What the hell
are you doing here, man?

- I told you this was--
- Some superhero shit.

Yeah, I know.

But you left
before I could remind you,
you ain't a superhero anymore.

Matter of fact,
less than 12 hours ago,
I was changing your diapee,

- In case you forgot.
- I didn't forget.

And I'd appreciate it
if you never
brought that up again.

Okay. Just... Just stay close.

Okay?

God.

And don't touch anything.

Oh.

What on Earth?

Oh,
this place isn't right.

There's, um...
There's a darkness here.

And It smells
really bad.

Okay. You don't
have to do this.

This is my hair shirt.

I can do it alone.

We're a team.

Remember?

Mmm-hmm.

Hmm.

Besides, it doesn't look
like he's here.

Well, there's
no doubt this is his work.

Oh, my God.

It's Malcolm.

I recognize you.

Wally?

Hell. This place
is something else,
to say the least.

So, you're just going
to pout the whole time,

'cause things
didn't go your way?

Same old Vic, huh?

It's not like that.

Then why do I feel
like I'm getting
the silent treatment?

Because I'm scared, man.

You've got a whole family,
and I don't know
if I can protect you in here.

Well, then
who's protecting you?

That's different.
I signed up for this.

Why did you come
to my house last night?

- I told you. It was--
- No. I'll tell you why.

It's because you know
I got you.

No matter what.

You really think that's going
to change just because
you went AWOL for a few years?

- Please, man.
- Derick. Derick.

Derick. Look, man, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry I never tried
to meet you halfway.

I never tried to understand
how things were
for you back home.

No, man.

I'm sorry.

I shouldn't have put
all that blame on you.

I just wish we could go
back in time, you know.

Deep down,
that's the real reason
I came back.

Is that why you got rid
of your tech, too?

We should keep moving.

You know, the kids
from my robotics club

flipped when I told them
that me and Cyborg were boys
back in the day.

You know,
that shit's inspiring.

Inspires my kids every day.

Inspires me, too.

I really appreciate you
saying that, D.

The point is,
no matter how far you drift,

you'll always be connected
to where we came from.

At the end of the day,
you'll always be one of us.

Detroiticons for life?

Detroiticons for life.

Fuck off.

You still want to fuck
those Immortus jerks up?

Can I come in?

Whatever.

I guess I, uh...
I owe you an apology.

I got sucked straight up
my own ass, and I forgot
what matters.

Yeah, and what's that exactly?

You're really gonna
make me say it?

What matters is being there
for the people I love.

There, I said it. Happy?

I don't know
if I deserve to be loved.

I hate to break it to you,
but if people want to love you,

there isn't really anything
you can do to stop them.

So, you want to go fuck
these Immortus chumps up,
or what?

You bet your copper-plated ass.

Jesus. What the hell happened
to you?

They found us.

They got Bunbury.

Oh. You mean the bunny
who stole my longevity?

He was on our side.

He was one
of the Knights Templar.

We were trying
to protect your longevity
from the agents of Immortus.

We didn't stand a chance.

I've never seen such power.

Cliff, we have to get you
to safety.

If they get your longevity,
that's it.

It's all over.

And why the fuck
would we ever trust you again?

Oh, I'm sorry. Were you the one
that reversed the youth spell?

No. So, look.
These fuckers get stronger

with every ounce of longevity
they get from you twats.

They made
the most powerful wizards
in the known universe

look like a bunch

of prepubescent pixies.

This is all that's left
of the little pebble-dropper.

All right. Well,
how do we stop them?

You're not
paying attention.

This isn't some threat
you can just punch
into submission.

Yeah, well,
everything you're saying

just makes me want
to kick their asses even more.

- Cliff?
- Right on, sister.

Godspeed,
you irascible fuckwits.

Is that the end?
Yo, we made it.

Yo, who the hell
are those guys?

No idea.

We've got to get past them
if we want to get inside.

Inside?

You want to go inside
Castle Grayskull?

Yo, Larry's got to be in there.

We got to figure out
a way to take them out.

Weird. Look, this flower's
made of newsprint,
like, actual newsprint.

There's no way it could have
evolved like this.

You remember
when we used to play D&D
at Calvin's?

- Pettiest dungeon master ever?
- Exactly.

But eventually we realized
that to complete our mission,

we had to play Calvin
against himself.

- We gamed the system.
- Mmm-hmm.

Everything in
a D&D campaign exists
because the DM put it there.

Everything has a purpose.

Eureka! What if
this whole place
was created by somebody?

I mean, there's got
to be a reason

they have pen
and paper everywhere.

And you said
this place was magic, right?

Yeah.

Holy shit.

I think I know
how we can get past
those scissor guys.

But I'm gonna need your help.

Oh. Almost...
Almost got it.

Honestly, can't we just
question him through the door?

Uh, we're getting him
out of here, Rita.

What? This is not
a rescue mission.

Well, I can't
just leave him behind.

He's suffered enough.

He's suffered?

- Yeah.
- Oh.

Just tell us
what we need to know.

Where is Orqwith?

What is Orqwith?
Is that where Immortus rises?

Answer me!

It's where
all ideas are born...

and all the bad ideas die.

Is Immortus there?
How do we stop this, Wally?

Oh.

We have to go.

No, I can't leave him.
I'm not leaving him.

You cannot make this right.

- WelI, I have to try!
- It's too late.

Immortus rises.

Come on, Wally.

So much pain.

It will all be over soon.

We didn't come here
to hurt you, Wally.

Please, come.

You already hurt me.

No.

- Rita.
- Every new beginning...

must start with an ending.

What the hell?

Why the hell
did you bring me back here?

Keeg, answer me!

Don't let them do this.

They'll take my longevity.

Then what?

Okay.

Keeg, please.

Why won't you stop them?

Keeg?

Oh, thank God.
Wait. What are you...

No! No! Keeg.

Help me!

Help me, Keeg!

I'm sorry.

My radiation is leaking.

I don't know what to do.

But I guess you do.

Oh, God.

That's what future Keeg
showed you, isn't it?

You think you have
to destroy me
to save the world,

but you don't have to worry
about that.

We stopped The Buttpocalypse,
and we'll stop
whatever comes next.

Just like we stopped The Brain,

and the Decreator, Mr. Nobody.

It never ends, does it?

You're afraid it's inevitable.

You think Immortus
can keep us together forever.

You really believe that,
don't you?

Okay,
they can have my longevity.

I trust you, Keeg.

I trust you.

Ooh. Now, that's badass.

Yeah, I'm thinking
of the shoulder-mounted laser
turret to round it off.

Uh-huh.

I think that's our cue.

Let's do this.

Yup.

It's working.

Yes! Yes!

Booyah.

Mr. Invincible online.

All systems go.
Awaiting orders.

You do the honors, man.

Go take out those scissor guys.

Mission accepted.

I used to dream
of Mr. Invincible
coming to life.

We did that.

- Rita.
- What happened?

What did I do? What...

Where... Where is he?

Oh.

Oh.

- What happened to Wally?
- I'm afraid you...

- I smushed him?
- We don't know that
for sure. Um...

You know, he could have
escaped, somehow.

No. I...

I killed him.

I know it.

Intruders detected.

- Rita.
- Mmm.

We have got to get out of here.

Intruders detected.

Put down your weapons.

You have five seconds
to comply.

Hey, I always wanted
to say that!

Will you focus?

- Five...
- What's with
the mini keg, anyway?

I'm not taking
any chances this time.

- Four...
- My special hand
is meant for loving only.

- Three...
- Ew.

Which one's
on our side?

- My money's on the bot.
- Two...

He's outnumbered, and he has
a huge stick up his ass.

Sounds like a kindred spirit.

- One.
- Good enough for me.

Um...

- What...
- What the shit?

Well, shit.

Look alive, Cliffasaurus.

Uh, I think it's worth
noting that whatever God
of this place

that just killed that robot
can definitely kill this robot.

Who are these choads?

Hey, you guys look steamy.

Are we interrupting
a bath time?

Yeah. Cool bathrobes.

Got any in XXL?

Cliff Steele.

I'm Wally Sage.

You're the final piece
of the puzzle.

Whoops!
Didn't see that coming.

We got this.

These guys are nothing
but a bunch
of Tim Burton rejects.

Not like a horde
of rabid Zombie Butts.

- Hey, Pop-Pop.
- Let's just stay cool,
little buddy.

Now is not a good time.

Pop-Pop.

- What?
- Did you remember to close
the freezer all the way?

What?

Who the hell are
you talking to?

Oh, fuck.

- ♪ Ooh ooh ooh ♪
- ♪ Nobody knew her name ♪

♪ But she turned up
Just the same ♪

♪ There was a knock
On the door ♪

♪ A thump on the floor ♪

♪ And the party turned insane ♪

♪ She called out her name ♪

♪ And she walked in
Looking like dynamite ♪

♪ She said now come along
Boogaloo through the night ♪

♪ And by the way
She's moving well, dynamite ♪

♪ Might she not
With all she's got ♪

♪ She's got the whole town
Lighting up dynamite ♪

♪ Nobody quite knowing
What to do wrong or right ♪

♪ But they all know Dyna
Is Dynamite ♪

♪ And they're right ♪

♪ Ooh ooh ooh ♪

♪ Ooh ooh ooh ♪