All language subtitles for Starhunter Redux S01E07 Frozen

Byron!

Dr. Devon.

Dr. Devon.

Dr. Devon.

Dr. Devon.

Are you all right, doctor?

Yes.

Yes, I'm fine.

I must apologize for your wait.

The board has not changed its position.

Access is denied. I see.

And I'm to inform you
that you will no longer be

permitted access at this
or any other facility.

I can't say I'm surprised
after all the fuss I've made.

If you could please sign
this before you leave?

Thank you. Sorry.

It's all right.

Report to Lab 14. Mr.
O'Neill, you're required in Lab 14.

Dr. Cameron, please call the switchboard.

Two stewards to intake,
please. Dr. Aiko, report to Lab 34.

Dr. Aiko to 34.

Stewards to intake immediately. Transport
required in Ward 3. Transport to Ward 3.

Paging, Mrs. Patel. Paging, Mrs. Patel.

You forget something.

What are you doing? Get out of here!

We have to go.

I can't tell you how long I've dreamed of
this. I'm gonna undo what they did to you.

What they did?

I'm your father.

Father?

We have to go.

The artist uses light
almost like it's liquid.

Don't you think?

Yeah, whatever. Do you really think
you'd get away with stealing this?

I only took this trinket to
remember her mind. And trust me,

she has more works than
Jupiter has windstorms.

And this one just happens
to be the most expensive.

Now I'm being held in
contempt for having exquisite taste.

So, take me back.

I'm sure Philia's husband
would love to know about

all the services I provided
for his poor, insatiable wife.

Etienne.

Last time we met on Mars,
right, didn't your interest

sort of, you know, flow the other way?

One month this way, next month
another. My, uh, tastes are fickle.

It's my joy and pleasure to
spread myself for everyone.

Does that excite you, Lucy?

Without the possibility that you
might now enjoy an etienne love canapé.

Yeah, like having the Omega 77 virus.

At the end, I'm so sorry the
accommodations are not up to your usual standards.

All you ever need to know about me,
Captain, is that I have no standards.

Captain, I detected a distress
signal in this quadrant. Way out here?

What kind of ship? A
small transport ferry,

generally used to restock
supplies to the orbiting stations.

I've also detected multiple raider
signatures bearing down on the signal.

Raiders?

What would they want but a small ferry?

Children.

We don't know about the raiders.

The story is about how bad
the universe has treated them.

Caravaggio, can we beat
the Raiders to the ferry?

At the top of the light curve, we
should arrive just ahead of the Raiders.

Why can't he just say
yes? Come on, let's go.

Hey, hey, how about one for the road?

Good Lord.

Could this be poor
Etienne's final destiny?

Always drink alone.

Yeah.

Better than no drinking alone.

Are you alright?

Yeah.

Detecting six unidentified
vessels intercepting a seventh vessel.

The seventh vessel, ID'd as
Transutopian, is nearing.

Hope you're hearing this, Transutopian.

Universal distress
signal is already engaged.

Captain, I have detected the
signature of another ship.

Several hours behind the
raiders, but on the same curve.

Identify.

It bears no recognizable
signature based on my list of vessels.

You're kind of busy out
here, Carr, isn't it?

Maximum velocity will be
achieved in three minutes.

Security breach in the holding cells.

How the hell did he get out?

He might like girls now, but
he is still the same Etienne.

What's he doing?

I can't really see.

Hey, where's Percy? She should be here.

Arvagio, where's Percy?

Percy is engaged to maximum privacy mode.

Countermandant.

Hey, hey, hey!

The captain would like a word with you.

No.

Mercy, what are you doing?

Can't I have five minutes to myself?

I need you to go to the holding
cells. A prisoner has escaped.

Prisoners are you and
Luke's responsibility.

Don't tell me my responsibilities.

I want you to check out how we
got out and repair the cells.

Fine.

Work, work, work.

Ow. Ow.

Caravaggio, do you have
a lock on the prisoner?

Caravaggio! Dante urgently
requires your presence on the bridge.

What about Etienne? No priority.

Dante needs you now.

I need someone to help me.

Oh, no.

Please don't fall asleep. Not now.

Help is coming.

Ryan, please wake up.

Maybe he believes he's helping
you when he brings me to you.

No, he doesn't know what he's doing.

Darling, knowing what we do and being
able to control it are very different things.

If he learns to control it,
they'll never let him be.

You'll have to protect him.

Yes, but how?

Do you remember the night he was born?

You were both so beautiful.

My new family.

So beautiful.

Unidentified vessel,
this is the Trans-Utopian.

We have received your
distress call. What's your status?

Ferrycraft, respond, please.

Not responding.

Anyone alive on it?

Scanners indicate an extremely high
level of electromagnetic activity.

Source of that activity?

Appears to be human, but readings
of a magnitude I've never seen.

Captain, long-range
sensors indicate that the raider

ship will arrive here within 25 minutes.

What about that other ship, Carl?

The mystery ship has altered its orbit.

It disappeared behind
the Terminator of Tithus.

Just a reminder, Captain,

we would be hard-pressed in a
full-out assault by a Raider squadron.

I know it.

I'm not picking anything up on any
other frequency. If anyone's on board,

I don't know if they're dead or alive.

All right, Carl, let's do it. Put
the ship in position for docking.

Yes, Captain.

Mole attack systems,
countermeasures on standby.

Be ready to run.

What am I supposed to do with this?

Excuse me.

Sorry. Don't need to be frightened.

Just thought that you might help me out.

Just stay back.

Absolutely.

Absolutely. I can stay back as far
as you want. Don't worry about that.

I just need... You stay away from her.

Don't you dare touch her.

Have I made any move to you?

Don't come near me.

At the end, you pick, you stay
away from her. The bridge is yours.

You want some of this,
I'll give you some of this.

What's the matter with you?

You have until the count of three to
surrender yourself to my authority.

Nice pitch, scumbag girls. All I want
to know is why my friend looks gorgeous.

I find myself hopelessly attracted to her.

That's disgusting. One...

You can count all you
want, but I warn you,

I do not find you the least bit desirable.

It is Luke I feel I
must declare myself to.

What?

All right there, idiot.

What did you do to my lock?

How did you do that?

You have all my clothes in front
of the entire dinner party. Oh,

those two just will not hear now.

Don't talk about sex in front of my niece.

Captain, we're about
to dock with the ferry.

I'm on my way. Now you stay put.

And if you touch that lock
again, I'll knock you out.

Perfectly understood.

I just have one simple request.

There must be a supply of
alcoholic libation on board.

What, you think I have nothing
better to do than ply you with alcohol?

Card, tell Luke to meet
me at the shuttle bay.

Percy, please fix the lock.

Yeah, yeah.

Well, come on.

I hope you change one day.

Yeah.

You really find Luke attractive?

Besides, I know her, and
frankly, I don't see it happening.

That really is nothing
like the arrogance of youth.

I salute you, brave young know-it-all,
all the mysteries of the human heart.

Go back to your little task
and don't worry about me.

And when you see Luke, tell
her she's in my thoughts.

I'm alone with a pervert.

I hate my life.

As long as he is with you, I'm with you.

Each time it gets stronger, one
day I won't want to make it stop.

Something feels funny.

Yeah. Like this might be a big mistake.

Yeah. Docking is complete.

Three minutes to radar's contact.

Let's get ready.

Help me.

Please, help me.

I'm not sure why they haven't attacked.

Basic Raider strategy,
it's always the same.

Attack, regroup, and attack.

What's the status of our weapons, Kara?

All up in green lines,
ready for your command.

What the hell is holding them back?

Maybe we should attack first,
take a few of them out at least.

Kara, turn this five degrees port.

Captain?

Just do it.

Tarragia, what's their status?

They mimicked our exact move.

They don't fire on us, and
yet they won't let us run.

So why are they playing
cat and mouse with us?

Let's stay ready. We're only
going to get one shot at them.

Captain, we're being
hailed by a raider commander.

Captain of the
transitopia, there is only one issue.

The boy. We have no interest in
you, Or your ship. We want the boy.

You sent a whole squadron for one
little boy? What's so special about him?

You have 30 seconds to comply.

Luke, go down and talk to Devon
and find out why they want his son.

Look, I know you need to find
out everything about the Raiders,

but I don't think... Not nothing, Luke.

Time's up.

We want to make a deal.

Ten years ago, you bastards stole my son.

You give me information on
my son and how to find him,

and I'll give you the boy you want.

There are many of us.

If we liberated your son, how are
we to find him? You have your ways,

your networks. Start looking,

or I'll fire on you with
everything I have and take my chances.

You can't be serious.

You would give up the boy. You
would sell out Devin and his son.

I would never turn a child over to
the Raiders. Not him, not any child.

But I'm not gonna get many chances
like this, so I'm playing poker.

And this is the best
hand I've ever had, Luke.

Okay. I'll see what I
can find out about Ryan.

Thank you.

Agreed.

The exact time and location
of your son's liberation.

Titan. Ten years ago. November 3rd, 2264.

Sleep.

Sleep awakens the hell.

So how's he doing?

Fine.

I guess.

So you've been rescued by
bounty hunters. Imagine that.

I bet you Ryan would love that.

Roving all over the solar
system, catching dangerous fugitives.

Well, it's hardly a glamorous profession.

But he does look like he's
resting now, doesn't he?

Thank God he's truly asleep this time.

What do you mean, this time?

It's difficult to explain. He slips
into a kind of trance. More precisely,

a kind of hyper-aware state.

He is ice-cold.

Cold now.

But then his metabolic rate increases
dramatically, and then it starts again.

Well, what starts again?
Exactly what's wrong with him?

I'm a doctor,
specialized in pediatric research.

When Ryan was born, he was
diagnosed with an extremely

rare form of congenital brain disorder.

It was a miracle he survived at all.

His poor mother didn't. I
thought I had found the key.

An electromagnetically
altered genetic cocktail.

Monitoring vitals. Vitals stable.

Heart rate 67.

I was sure it would reverse his condition.

That's when I saw her. My dead wife.

I realized later that Ryan was able to
manipulate my electromagnetic field.

He accessed my memory and
created the illusion of Tracy.

He wasn't even aware of it.

He still isn't.

It would have just been our secret,

but the powers that paid for
my research also saw something.

Same old story.

Take something designed for
good and use it for evil.

They stole my son.

Said he had died. I knew they were lying.

Expected me to go quietly.

Who are they? Who stole your son?

The Orchard.

I don't know who the bastards are.

This is all my fault.

I created all this by trying to save him,
and now his deterioration is accelerating.

Excuse the interruption, Luke,

but Dante would like you to check
on Percy in the holding cell area.

On my way.

Um, look, I don't know what we can do
for your son, but, um, we'll do our best.

Now, now, dear Lucy,
what do we always say?

You know we always wait for
your father before we take tea.

Now what do we always say?

Not tea for two, but tea for three.

Sweetheart, you remembered.

Remember how you were loved.

Please stop.

Wake up.

Stop!

Ryan!

Stop!

Car, status of the
radar formation, please.

Uncheck.

What do you know about this?

What makes you think I
know anything about this?

Well, the Raiders don't usually
answer distress calls to help people.

Yes, of course they didn't.

They want my son. There was a Raider
double agent at the research center.

That's how they found out about Brian.

Are you a father, Captain?

Yes. The Raiders stole my
son, Travis. He was just a baby.

So, I assume you were not
always a bounty hunter.

Nope.

I was an agricultural engineer on Titan.

Corn farmer.

My wife, my son, me.

My kid used to love it when I
chased him through the corn fields.

You know, that was a lifetime ago.

So, you see, I understand what it
feels like to fail to protect a loved one.

Hey, I had no right to
say that. I'm sorry.

No, no.

Failure is exactly the word.

I'm a terrible father.

I almost killed him.

I'm a danger to him.

Open Orchard file.
Access code crossing Rubicon.

Have picked up Dr. Devon and his
son Ryan from a distress call.

Devon doesn't seem aware of the
cluster in regard to his son.

In confrontation with Raiders.

You know I'm a very busy person. I
have better things to do than fix this.

It is entirely my fault.

You have every right to be cross with me.

Are you going to tell me how you did this?

Sorry?

Are you going to tell me how you did this?

I don't know what you are talking about.

Fine. I'm having a bad day already.

I know what you mean.

But I just happen to possess a
surefire technique to ease your tensions.

My intimate acquaintances
on Cadian 5 swore by it

so much that they vowed
to ensure my darting,

dancing tongue. Oh, those little darlings.

I'm not listening to
you, just so you know.

So much passion.

Such a waste in this dump.

What's going on?

Uh, that's not really the most
hospitable place to put him.

Just a little precaution, right, doc?

It's fixed. In case you care.

I'll check on you later on.

Really, it was no problem at all.

Thank you, Chrissy. Thank you,
thank you from the bottom of my heart.

Don't worry about us,
Captain. We shall amuse ourself.

My best to the question.

What's up?

Okay, pal.

What's your story?

Hers is gonna get really crazy now. I
wanna make sure you're gonna be okay.

Yeah, yeah. You don't
have to worry about me.

I do worry about you.

Thanks for worrying about me.

Travis?

What the hell is going on?

Yeah, I saw him.

I don't know what I
saw, but I saw something.

I just saw my mother,
and she died a year ago,

and somehow this has something
to do with Devin and his son.

He's worried his son is getting
worse. He's thought about killing him.

You think the raiders
are serious about Travis?

What the hell is going on? Raiders have
attacked with an electronic disabler.

Propulsion, environment, navigation, and
weapon systems reduced to 68% functioning.

What? Systems at 18%
capability and falling.

All defensive measures depleted.
Switching to emergency backup.

Good.

You know, if they want
to, they could destroy us.

If they find that boy, that's
exactly what they're going to do.

You all right? I guess I should
be helping out. Yes, you should.

Holy cow.

Hi.

Are you, like, my conscience or something?

You've got problems?

Yes, I do.

I'm too selfish, and I'm
a little bit conceited.

But that's better than
ignorance, isn't it?

I meant the Raiders. Oh.

What's the matter?

Are you all right now?

Yeah, but it was really weird.

Yeah, I bet it was. It has
something to do with the father and son.

The kid can project an illusion somehow.

All right.

Hey, Luke.

What's going on?

Are we under attack?

What do you know?

The electric surge.

Shorted out the locking mechanism.

Try yours, old man.

You want to stay in there?

Whatever.

Enjoy the view.

Etienne?

So, you want to know me?

You want to know my secrets?

What do you know about what just happened?

Only that the Orchard
finished where I started.

Father, please respond. What
is to be done with the boy?

Have you forgotten how to be a father?

Ryan is not a monster. He needs you.

I'm afraid of him, of what he can do.

You see, I'm talking to
you again. You're dead.

All of this is in you.

You know that.

What I'm saying is just what
you're saying to yourself.

Full switchover is completed.

However, the system was not
fully recharged after our last use.

I sent a memo about those rechargers.

Crap from the word go.

System status card.

Environmental up and
functioning at 78% capacity.

Long-range telemetry down.

Basic guidance and navigational
systems are also down, as is propulsion,

except for simple docking maneuverings.

Ship surveillance system down.

All right, all right, I
get it. We're screwed.

Get to work on main propulsion.

We still have picture capability, Captain.

Percy, how long to reroute
everything to main propulsion unit?

That depends on the extent of the
damage that their disabler did.

I'd have to do a full diagnostic.

Transutopian, you are about to be boarded.

We only want the boy.

Hi.

Who are they?

Captain, a word of advice.

You should forget about your son.

He certainly has forgotten about you.

Isn't there something
we can do to stop them?

The odds are against us. They
outgun us five to one. Shut up, Cora.

I was merely reflecting
our current situation.

Just shut up. Bruce.

How'd you get out?

Electrical surge from
their attack. How can I help?

That means Etienne is loose, too.

I don't got time to chase after him.
You ever use one of these? I think so.

Percy, take the boy to your
quarters and stay there, all right?

The Raider shuttle is
two minutes from docking.

Well, I haven't got a plan
except any Raider who steps

on this ship is being carried
off in a body bag, understand?

Ryan, I want you to go with Percy.

Where are we going?
We're going to my quarters.

There's lots of cool stuff there, okay?

Don't worry.

Everything is going to be all right.

Okay.

Hey, Doc, you don't got to do
this. This is my fight, too.

All right, then let's go.

Transmission security code New Dawn have
encountered important cluster experiments.

Urgent assistance requested to
broadcast coordinates and transmissions.

Luke, everyone all right?

I'm clear.

No, I'm not.

How about you do a medical scan?

I'm sorry, Luke. That
function is currently disabled.

I got one alive here.

Captain, we have two
additional radar shuttles approaching.

Now we're in it.

They're going to overwhelm us. I want
to see Ryan. Please, where is my son?

Oh, I'm sorry. What are you
doing? Not staying in my quarters.

All right, Montana, watch the kid
and keep your head down, all right?

I'll kill what I see.

That's right.

Look, this could go down really hard.

That's when I excel.

Radar craft initiating airlock.

Pick it up.

Go back with Percy.

What's happening?

I don't know, I... Father?

You called me father.

Propulsion functioning at 77% capacity.

How do I find my son?

Tell me where to look.

Riddles make a terrible
shambles wherever they go.

I get the feeling you
like messy situations.

Perhaps you're right about that.

You'll find it works better than yours.

Darius thought your
system might be compromised.

You're an Orchard agent.

You!

I'm more of a courier.

So what are you going to do about the boy?

Devon will take care of his son.

That is the problem.

The Orchard... The Orchard loses this
round, and I don't blow your cover.

Do we have a deal?

Do we have a deal?

Yes.

Good.

I hope that what I'm about to say is
not going to cause you any distress,

but I am afraid I had
several deceptions at play.

One being that I still have
no interest in a fair sex.

Really had me going. Oh, yeah.

Well, if you could drop me off again
in Mead, I have a rendezvous to keep.

Yeah, sure.

If I may?

Yeah, sure.

If ever there was a woman to make
me Jim's ship, it would be you.

Right.

Well, you can start a new
life for yourselves on Titan.

It's been radar-free for years.

Thank you, Captain.
What are you going to do?

I'm not sure how I'll cure or control
it, but he's my son, and we'll find a way.

You're a brave boy, Ryan.

Take care of your dad now.

Hey, Ryan.

Want to steer this ship?

Oh, I would advise against it.

Pretend steer, Caravaggio.
Kids don't know the difference.

Don't forget, Harry.

I need to talk to you.
It's important. I know.

Captain, Percy and I estimate that all
systems will be 100% functional in one hour.

I didn't say that. I
said at least three hours.

What's the matter with
you? Bless me and hit me.

Next on Star Wars.

22 Housewings. Do you wish to play again?

Give me the antidote.

There isn't one. My ex-husband.

You married? Come on. Probably the
first and last impulsive thing I ever did.

Father, I will never forgive
you for what you've done to Eric.

I won't be part of
their little experiment.