All language subtitles for Starhunter Redux S01E11 Black Light

And this is how they do it on Mars.

Oh, God, I hate Mars.

I know you do.

Wow, that was fantastic.

Can we play poker now?

Yeah, come on, Luke. I
haven't played poker in

a while. I'm a little
rusty. You may beat me.

You know how I feel about gambling.

So we won't play for credits.

We'll play for, uh... Kitchen duty.

No.

Yes, deal.

Dealer's choice, five card stud.

Ladies and deuces are
wild. The ante is one day.

Raise it two days.

I'll see that and raise one.

I will raise you two weeks.

You're bluffing.

Am I really?

Call it.

I've always wanted to say this.

Read them and weep, pilgrim.

I know, life can be so unfair.

Well, guys, I have one,
two, three, four queens.

That's good, right?

Do you know the odds on that? Yeah, I
know the exact odds, as a matter of fact.

Next round is strip poker. No!

Greetings from the Moo.

I hope you're treating
our prize catch well.

Nice and very attractive, I must say.

Oops, I forgot to feed her.

She is going to bring us
a nice little bounty fee.

A Raider Babe Gunrunner brings top dollar.

Wait, you should hear
what happened to me today.

It'll make your toes curl with envy.

Clara, give me surveillance
on the holding cell, please.

She's too young, don't she?

She won't know anything.

Maybe you're right.

Yum, yum, yum.

That was very impressive.

Will you let me out of here?

Biosystems live, but stable.

You are the commanding
officer of the 104th Space Cavalry,

responsible for Operation Blacklight.

Blacklight?

What time is it? How
long have I been under?

49, 12, 7, 8, 4... What was that?

That's not possible.

Status report. Come in, Fuji.

This is Blacklight Leader.

Come in LeMay.

Anybody?

Cryo system now
opening units two and three.

Subject RDOA.

Taylor?

Fuji?

You are loyal to the end.

I will complete this mission
successfully, even if I am on my own.

Captain, I detect several
radar vessels in this quadrant.

Heading this way?

Negative, but they seem to be
moving along similar curves.

Keep monitoring their movement, Carpenter.

Excuse me for a minute.

Don't look at those cards.

Of course I wouldn't.

I'll squeal. I know you will.

Nice.

Mine are better.

I love this game.

Deploy backup command protocol code
1749. You'll report to me, and me only.

Except.

50 years.

I bought nothing!

Come back!

Damn.

Dog food.

Yeah, well, sorry about that,
but I gotta eat it too, you know.

Hey, how long have you been running guns?

I mean, you're too young to be
doing work like that on your own.

I'm a quick study.

How old are you?

What's it to you?

Twenty-five.

You were stolen by the Raiders?

Adopted.

How old were you when it happened?

Old enough to remember everything,
thank you very much, before and after.

But you're not really interested
in my childhood, are you, Captain?

You made it perfectly
clear when you picked me

up you hate everything
to do with the raiders.

They took my son.

Adoption is an honor.

Stealing children is evil,
and the raiders are cowards.

Just today I saw them running like mice.

We're not afraid of anything.

Oh yeah?

Well, there's a lot of
raiders in this quadrant right now.

And we've seen them
running all in one direction.

That tells me they're
running from something.

What makes you think
they're running from something?

Excuse me, Captain, I've
detected an intruder on board.

What?

Where?

Appeared in the G
Corridor of Level 38, moving

through Section L, and
appears to be armed.

A deep space break-in?

You guys better update
your security system.

Car?

Identify yourself! What are
you doing on my ship? Your ship?

Who the hell are you? How'd you
get on board? Drop the charade,

answer the question. What
are you doing on my ship?

What are you talking
about? Fine, you're under

arrest. Under arrest?
That's right, young lady.

What is this, some kind of joke?
Who are you? Bramwell, Colonel,

Division Commander,
and this is my command.

Please keep your hands where I
can see them, on top of your head.

Caravaggio, what the hell's going on here?

I suggest, Colonel, that you look around.

Does any of this seem
the least bit familiar?

I must confess it does
look a little different.

It must be the cryogenic agent
wearing off. Cryogenic agent?

Please don't try my patience.

Let me show you some
identification. Colonel, we are not your enemies.

We're a bounty hunting crew.

We're delivering a prisoner to the
Authority Criminal Justice Unit at Ganymede.

Ganymede?

Now I know you're lying.

Yes.

Our target is Mars.

This is the troop ship designated
Nighthawk. I have to complete mission Blacklight.

Blacklight?

Isn't that the botched
operation on the Raiders' bases?

Nothing was botched!

We were planning the second assault.

And I was betrayed.

That's impossible.

That Martian campaign ended 50 years ago.

Colonel.

The war's over. You won. We won.

There are no raiders on Mars.

Put your gun down, and
I'll prove it to you.

I've already been betrayed
once on this mission. Now move!

Where are we going? The brig.

You expect us to lead you to the
brig so you can put us in a cell?

I am the commander of the ship. You
think I don't know where the brig is?

All right, enough of this.
It may be a little bit rusty,

but I haven't forgotten everything.

Now, if it's not too much trouble, move!

Dante.

Okay, Luke.

Caravaggio?

Monitor all ship's functions.

Oh, my, this is a new one, even for me.

Percy, wake up. We have a problem.

Go away.

A madman has taken over the ship.

Take a look at this.

Oh, that's fantastic. Look at that.

What's your problem?

Look.

Who's the old guy?

My surveillance first picked
him up on the lower levels,

and there's been no unauthorized
breach of the ship's entrances.

Well, how'd he get on, then?

He may have been here all along.

He talked about the infamous Black Light
campaign in the first Martian Raider Wars,

which ended over 50 years ago.
Black Light? I never heard of that.

I'm not surprised,
considering how much you hate history

and find every excuse
to skip the tutorials.

Okay, I hate history, but I'm not
too bad at math, and you know what?

That guy would have been a baby 50 years
ago, and he did not fight in that war.

An excellent point.

I can't fully explain the discrepancy,

but his appearance coincides
with a short circuit in the

uncharted passages in the
lowest levels of the ship.

I guess... I'll get on it, then.

I have a mission to
accomplish. There is no mission.

You're in some kind of
time warp. This is 2276.

I don't believe you!

What do we have to do to
get through to you? I mean,

I don't know how the hell you got
on this ship. I'm tired of this.

Luke.

The Colonel is clearly in
control of the situation,

and we have to do whatever he says.
Do you understand? Open the door.

The hunter becomes the hunter. Shut
up, Elektra. I'm not afraid of you.

Who the hell are you?

She's our prisoner. She was
running guns for the raiders.

Right old woman, huh?

Who are you?

Colonel Bramwell.

I know that name.

Tell me something, Elektra.

What year is it?

What year do you want it to be?

Raider scum.

Caravaggio, did you warn Percy?

Hey, you guys having an interesting night?

Yeah, right. Percy, Bromwell
mentioned something about cryogenics.

Find out if there's some
way he could have been

frozen somewhere on the ship, all right?

No problem.

And Percy, stay away from this guy.
He's not playing with a full deck.

He's no problem for me.

Got it?

Now, I recognize his uniform. It's
from the 104th Space Cavalry. I mean,

what if this guy really is
who he says he is? That's it.

Colonel Brownwell from the Mars Wars.

We kicked his ass. That
was our greatest victory.

That's right. You won that battle. Oh,
but no. You lost the war, though, didn't you?

The Raiders had a war? I didn't
realize they were so organized.

Fifty years. It doesn't make sense.

So this is how they plan to deceive me.

Take my men, leave me all alone.

But there's still black light.

During the First Martian War, the
Tulip was refitted as a troop carrier.

I thought the military
hardware had been gutted from

the Lower Decks when
Rodolfo bought the ship,

but they must have missed level 48.

So Branwell was living down there?

He may have been on some form of
cryonic life support, but to know for sure,

you'll have to go down
there and explore the area.

Frozen. Wow.

Hello.

How's it going?

You can look around if
you want. That's cool.

You're not military.

No, I'm just a girl. I'm Percy.

It's true, isn't it?

This is a bounty hunting ship.

And the war's been over for years.

Carl.

Here.

This is what Mars looks like today, sir.

It's a healthy growing
colony. There are no radar bases.

We drove them back to the outer worlds.

There's some
consolation in that, I suppose.

There's a footnote, sir.

Colonel Bramwell was reported
missing in action, presumed dead.

Silver Signal Medal, second
class, was awarded posthumously.

Second class.

I see. There really is no reason to
suppose I would have made general.

After all, I... failed
in the first assault.

Of course.

After that cock up, why
would I get promoted?

Percy, where are you? Are you all right?

I'm fine. I'm on the bridge. A
frozen old guy just left here.

Stay there. We'll find him.

I really think he's harmless.

Clark, where's the colonel? He appears
to be moving towards the shuttle bay.

He's trying to get off the ship.

Soldiers of the fighting 104th,
our first assault fell short.

Indeed, we lost many good
men, brothers and sons all.

But our new tactical plan
will catch the enemy off guard.

Victory is assured.

Assured of nothing but ignominy and shame.

Is everything and everyone gone?

Even me.

It's over.

You're a man out of your
time. You're a complete has-been,

a walking cliché with no
business in this place.

Now, it's too late for redemption.

Colonel!

Put the gun down, please.

Look, Colonel, I know
you must be feeling very

strange after everything that's happened,

but don't do this. It's
not gonna change anything.

My boy died in the first assault.

He was a lieutenant in the 104th.

It's a joke.

He's my only child.

What could be more cruel?

Kill me!

No!

I won't do that.

Come on, get on your
feet, soldier. Stand up!

Stand up! Please.

Please, I'm so ashamed.

Please, lock me up.

I'm a threat to myself.
I'm a threat to everyone.

Book escort the colonel
to a holding cell, please.

Carvaggio?

Display all radar activity in this sector.

Car, calculate an intersection point
for all the radar trajectories, please.

Carvaggio, follow the
course to those coordinates.

Caravaggio, did you just alter our course?

On captain's orders.

Well, where are we headed?

I was ordered by the captain
to withhold that information.

Withhold it not from me.

No exceptions.

I'm as exceptional as they conquer.

That may be, but you're
still outranked on this point.

Figured out where Bramwell came from yet?

Yeah, I think so.

Well, let's take a look.

Let's take a look.

Wow.

I guess he really is who he says he is.

Well, these guys really
aren't dead, if that's proof. Hmm.

Well, it was a power surge, all right.

Jeez, what a fluke. That guy could
have been asleep for another 50 years.

Yep.

Steady wakes up now, keeps
spinning his wheels about

a mission that's
already in the history books.

Come on, let's get out of here.

Where are we going, by the way?

What do you mean?

Well, Caravaggio said it was top secret,

but I know you didn't mean to
include me in the list of no exceptions.

You wouldn't do that, would you?

Look, as soon as I know, I'll let
you know, okay? It's probably nothing.

Come on, are you coming or not?

Let me get this straight.

You are Colonel E.W. Brownwell
from the Black Light Campaign?

Are you serious?

The same.

You should be dead by now.

I'm on my way to spending the
rest of my twenties in the slammer,

and all of a sudden I'm sharing a
cell with the Colonel Bramwell.

I trust I'm not a disappointment.

You're a friggin' hero.

Cor, give me a view of the holding cell.

Make it a good angle.

You're a star to the Raiders.

You know, it took four of our crack
regiments to defeat your forces on Mars.

And that makes me a star.

Come on.

The famous Colonel Bramwell.

The enemy commander who was so
supremely confident that he led

his initial assault force
into the second valley of death.

It was brilliant. She's right.
It was an outstanding battle.

It's true.

I was responsible for that sorry episode.

Sorry nothing.

They used that assault in
Raider simulation training.

It was one of the greatest
strategic battles in history.

If she sucks up any harder,
she's going to suck my new teeth in.

If only I could tell the
others, they'd be so jealous.

Me and Colonel Bramwell together.

I want to know everything
about your experience on Mars.

I was defeated!

We sustained terrible losses.

Yeah, and isn't that the price of war?

Look, you were outgunned and
outnumbered, but you plan to go in anyway.

You have a terrible knack, young lady,
of making me wish I had never woken up.

Tell me why you sent your ground
squadrons in cinch formation. Now,

what they were expecting was a
two-pronged attack from either side.

Yes, yes, yes, but of course
we knew they'd expect that,

and our atmospheric forces were
ready to back up the assault.

You know, raiders would line up and pay
big just to get a glimpse of you, Colonel.

Have you given that any thought?

Oh, if I wasn't stuck in this
hole, I could be your manager.

Don't flatter yourself.

I have a proposition to make you.

Not interested.

Even if it means letting you go free?

What the hell is he doing?

It involves you too, Colonel.

Why would you offer to let me go?

Oh, I get it.

You want to find your son.

It's been ten years. Get over it.

I'll never get over it. Do you
honestly think your parents did?

I was seven when they came.

My father had run off years earlier,
and my mother was drunk somewhere.

The Raiders saved me when they stole me.

They gave me a real home.
What do you think about that?

Not only me.

The evil raiders save thousands
who don't waste a damn second

weeping and whining about
their oh-so-perfect past.

So yeah, I can help you find your son.

Just be careful what
you wish for, Montana,

because he might just
feel the same way I do.

I'll take that chance.

And you'd be willing to let me go?

If it means getting my son back, yes.

Captain, how do you
propose to find the boy?

We have a rather unique situation here.

Don't we, Elektra?

Supreme Command must
decide every four years on

a location for the
Gathering of the Raiders.

We're able to keep it
secret because they don't

decide until the last possible moment.

But I think I've found it.

The Gathering's real,
Colonel. It's not a myth, it's real.

I suppose this explains our new course.

He's too emotional about this. He's
taking us into an impossible situation.

It's Travis.

You expect him to be unemotional?

No, but for him just to
expect us to rush in like this.

Well, what would you do?

You'd run away and leave your only child.

I hate to be the one to point
out the obvious to you, Percy,

but Dante wouldn't be any good to
Travis if he died trying to save him.

I understand his need to find his boy.

My son died in that last great battle.

The one that I led.

I'm sure he died with honor.

Perhaps one day you
could have another son.

After what my body has been
through, I don't think so,

even if the spirit was willing.

And of course, by now, my wife is dead.

There are many women in
the universe, Colonel.

Women who would be
honored to have your child.

To be the mother of
Colonel Bramwell's son.

You've never known bliss until
you've had a woman raider, sir.

Please.

I know you want to touch me too.

Colonel, I've been thinking
if you're feeling better,

I had the guest quarters made up.

Maybe you want to notify someone?

You're very kind.

Soon, but not yet.

With your permission, My first
duty is to my fallen comrades.

You understand, I wasn't in my
right mind when I last saw them.

Yeah, sure, Colonel.

Take this.

And I shall give your
proposition careful consideration.

Captain Montana.

Thanks, Colonel.

Montana, haven't you forgotten something?

What?

You haven't asked me about
the location of the Gathering.

I already know the
location of the Gathering.

And you're going to get this
monstrosity of a ship past security, are you?

So you're going to tell me what
security measures are in place?

Better.

I can get them to let you in.

How are you going to do that?

Let me talk to them. They'll know me.

I can tell them that this
ship is bounty and that

I overcame you when you took me on board.

Have you been fantasizing, Electra?

But once I'm there, how do I find my son?

Not part of the deal, unfortunately.

All I can do is get you in.
After that, you're on your own.

But I might be able to
offer you a small incentive.

You didn't know if the
gathering was real or myth,

so there's no way you can know
that attendance is mandatory.

If your son is still
alive, he'll be there.

We are such stuff as dreams are made of.

She is a filthy raider, for God's
sake. She will say anything to get out.

I know what she is and
what she's capable of, Luke.

So you're going to let her lead
you into this so-called gathering,

into some sort of trap for all
you know? This is your plan?

No, I haven't made up my mind.
That's why we're talking about it now.

Come on, Percy, what do you think?

Excuse me.

I thought about your proposal, Captain.

And?

If this is your best
opportunity to find your boy,

I'd be honored to offer you my
services in helping you to achieve that goal.

However, I suggest that you permit me
to go alone. No, I won't allow that.

Hear me out.

It appears that I've become
something of a legend with the Raiders,

and I believe I can use that to
great effect at the Gathering,

the infamous Colonel
Bramwell, risen from the dead.

You would be a sensation. And if you
give me a sample of your DNA, I believe,

with luck, I'll find your boy.

No, they never give you
access to their records.

I will tell them that I
have come back to join them.

They will never believe that.

When they hear how my
own men betrayed me, hmm?

Whatever you may believe about the
raiders, they have a sense of honor,

and they'll understand that what
was done to me was not honorable.

They defeated me once. Now I'm just an
old soldier. They won't watch me too closely.

Colonel, you're not going on
my behalf. They killed my men.

They killed...

I have selfish reasons for
volunteering for this mission, Captain.

To return your son to you, to get him
from the Raiders, is my memorial to Joe.

Colonel, you must
understand that this is my duty.

He's my son.

This is how it's gonna work.

We go together, While
the raiders are listening

to your war stories, I look for Travis.

You could wear one of
my dead major's uniforms

and pass for one of your men, exactly.

Are you forgetting that
you're known amongst them and

that you have arrested
many of them over the years?

Look, I realize how risky this is, okay?

Excuse me for interrupting, but how
are you planning on getting back?

I'll make it back, Percy, no matter what.

It can't be good luck to wear this.

Hey, and no starch.

Montana, what kind of treatment is this?

Will you please tell your
subordinate that I'm actually helping you?

You, Maher. And remember, we're
monitoring this entire coded transmission.

And if I get an inkling that you're
screwing with us, the deal's off.

And you can rot in that
cell for as long as I choose.

Which will be forever.

Clear. Crystal.

Okay, I need a longwave
frequency set for 65.843 cycles

with a type D code scrambler
set for universal enabler.

Done.

Transmit security access
code. Roland's horn echoes still.

That could mean anything.

It's uploading.

Come on, come on, hint up.

Transmission code confirmed.

Personal identity code,
Elektra, Valkyrie Clan.

Confirmed.

Elektra, you are approaching
in hostile vessel Transutopian.

What are you doing there?

I was captured by this
ship's bounty hunting crew.

I was able to overcome them
with the help of Colonel E.W.

Bramwell and his lieutenant.

Repeat?

Colonel Bramwell, the leader of the
assault on our first raider bases.

Black light that was
crushed by our elders.

This is some kind of joke.

Black light? That was 50 years ago.

I assure you, it is no joke.

I am Colonel E.W. Bramwell of the
104th Space Cavalry. I don't believe it.

I and several of my officers were
cryogenically frozen on this ship.

Only recently revived.

He helped me take over the
ship. We're bringing it in.

It was Colonel Branwell that did it.

Transutopian, you will be escorted to
a staging area pending investigation.

Any deviation, and you will be
immediately fired upon. End communication.

So, how'd I do?

How'd you do? Ho-ho!

Hey! Not off this ship yet.

That's a whole lot of evil there.

Have you ever seen
anything more beautiful?

For behold, he is coming with the
clouds, and every eye shall see him.

For I am Alpha...

I can't, cannot not
believe, can it, can it be?

I know I can't believe.

After all these years, we're so close.

So happy, seeing you again, Travis.

But I... No, there's no other way.

I put everyone at risk, I won't do that.

This is my responsibility alone, man.

Hello, but how can
you? Can you alone? How?

Penny? Penny?

Penny?

Percy, you had to know that
this possibility always existed.

Yes, but this gathering
only lasts a few days.

So what if I don't find him before
the gathering's over? I don't know.

Maybe it's another ten years
of near misses. I don't know.

I don't think it's gonna work.

I think Luke's right.

If you really think it's gonna
work, then take me with you.

I can wear the other dead man's uniform.

No, I need you here, Percy.

I can't risk the
raiders boarding the tulip.

I want you guys out of here. Maximum
velocity as soon as we're clear, understand?

Fine.

What do you want us to do if you
find him before the gathering's over?

I've downloaded the morphing
program to the shuttle's computer.

It'll mess me long
enough to get to Callisto.

We're a hookup with you.

Percy.

You're gonna be fine.

Um, do you want me to go talk to her?

No.

No.

You are either the bravest or the
most foolish man I've ever met.

I hope you find your son.

Remember the first time we saw this place?

Mm-hmm.

I remember how excited you were.

You're like a little kid
running around here, so excited.

I was a little kid.

Yeah. Seems like a lifetime ago
when you named it The Lookout.

But you know, Percy, after all
these years, it's here and now.

And you know I have to do this.

I know. I just don't think that this
dead man's uniform plan is foolproof.

I hope you're going to be okay.

I'll be okay.

Over the years, you've become the
most important person in my life.

And I have received so much
joy and pride Watching you

grow into this wonderful
young woman you've become.

I haven't done anything yet.

I wouldn't have made it
this far without you, Percy.

That's true. Because the
spaceship would have fallen apart.

Absolutely.

Thanks, Percy.

For fixing the ship?

For being exactly the way you are.

Kar, locate the Colonel, please.

The Colonel is off the grid.

Well, where is he?

Stay here.

The worm is turning, always
turning, turning forever,

until what was wrong is made right.

Dante, we've got an incoming
transmission from the Raiders.

What do you want me to do?

Tell the lecture to storm.

Come on, come on, talk to me.

Fifty years is not too long.

I'm still here. Ah, good
soldier. Cranwell! Son of a bitch.

Elektra, you know we don't like
deviations from visitor flight schedules.

He just woke up from 50
years of brain freeze.

He needed some
last-minute medical attention.

What's this?

Your ship just launched an
unidentified craft. What?

This is not what we agreed upon.

How could you lose him, you idiot?

What the hell is he doing?

Carvajal, open the
channel to Brentwell now.

Hello, Captain.

Colonel, return to the ship immediately.

It's a one-way trip, Montana. Stop him!

Sorry to disappoint you,
Captain, but this is the price of war.

Mission accomplished!

They're leaving.

Travis.

Dante, we have to go.

They are powering up their weapon systems.

Caravaggio, get us out of
here. No, no, it's not too late.

It's called a kaleidoscope. Is this
all it does? Yep, that's all. Ike.

In the flesh. I think I've finally
forgiven you for stealing her from me.

I didn't steal her, Ike.

She left you. That's
one way of looking at it.

Ike, stay here!

They got him. Who? Who did this?

Make it easier on yourself. Piss off.

Listen! I saw you talking to Ike in the
marketplace. Tell us what we want to know,

or we increase the voltage again.
Soon it will cause permanent damage.