All language subtitles for Star Trek Voyager - 4x18 - The Killing Game (I).DVD.en

pu'cha!
Prepare to meet your ancestors.

This battle is yours today,

but the House of Mo'Kai
will never yield.

DoH- cha Scree!

Move away, coward.

l want to make this kill.

You should have killed me
when my back was turned.

l want to see
the fear in your eyes.

Look closely

and you'll see
your own destruction.

You are resilient prey.

l'm no one's prey!

You are mine

now and after death.

Sick Bay, this is Holodeck 2.

Janeway requires
medical assistance.

She'll survive.

What about her neural interface?

Stable.

Are you sure?

There were times

when she seemed...
aware of who she is.

lmpossible.

l was monitoring the crew
during the entire simulation.

She believes she's whoever
we program her to be.

Shall l return her
to the Klingon simulation?

No. Bring her to Holodeck 1.

l've found another program
l want to try.

A conflict that took place
on her own planet.

lt should prove...

stimulating.

Wrong

Would it be wrong to kiss

Seeing l feel like this?

Would it be wrong to try?

Wrong

Would it be wrong to stay

Here in your arms this way

Under this starry sky?

lf it is wrong...

Welcome to Le Coeur de Lion.

l'm Katrine.

The first round
is with my compliments

on one condition--

you leave the war outside.

More escargot
for table nine, hmm?

Jacques, no lady tonight?

Oh- ho. We'll have to see
what we can do about that.

Forgive my neglecting you.

Now, where were we?

Ah, yes, my latest
adventure in Paris.

..Wrong

When l need you so much...

l'm afraid l have
to neglect you again.

Excuse me.

...so long

lt must be right...

That's him.

Our new commandant?

British lntelligence believes
he's been sent here

to oversee the occupation
of the city.

What's his history?

He served with Rommel

in North Africa
and Schmidt in Poland.

He is a formidable
military strategist,

notorious for his cruelty.

Well, let's make him
feel at home.

Send him a bottle
of Chateau Latour.

My compliments.

The'29?

Oh, l hate to waste good wine.

Give him the'36.

As you wish.

...And l have waited so long

lt must be right

lt can't be wrong.

Merci.

Be generous to Claude
this evening.

Without him, my voice is empty.

Good evening.

Sing.

Tonight's performance
is over.

Return tomorrow.

Now.

Remove your hand.

Obey me

or l will hunt you down

and your bones will adorn
the bulkhead of my ship.

Sit down and play the game.

ln this setting,
we have no ships.

We are an ancient race
of soldiers

intent
upon conquering this world.

Play the game.

Now, now. What's this?

Mademoiselle de Neuf

will be happy
to sing another song.

Just give her a few minutes
to freshen up.

lt's late.

Freshen up.

Very well.

Commandant Karr.

You know me.

Your reputation precedes you.

l'm Katrine.

Le Coeur de Lion
is my establishment.

The first round
is with my compliments

on one condition--
you leave the war outside.

l wish to speak with her...

alone.

Charming gentleman.

He is disoriented.

Your world is unfamiliar to him.

He'll be comfortable
soon enough.

The arms of France
are open to all.

l've heard otherwise.

What do you mean?

l understand
there is opposition

to our presence here
among your citizens.

The Resistance?

ln Paris, perhaps,

but this is a small city,
defenseless.

We've learned to be
a little more diplomatic.

When this war is over,

we want to remain
on good terms with the victor.

- Whoever that may be.
- Whoever that may be.

Your city may be defenseless,
but it's crucial to the war.

Any ground assault into Germany

must pass through
this province.

The Resistance will come here.

lf they do, l'll tell them
what l tell everyone...

leave the war outside.

Excellent.

Commandant, l've been informed

there's a problem
in the Engineering section.

The warp plasma network
has become unstable.

What's he talking about?

lt need not concern you.

To the hunt.

"The hunt"?

For the Resistance.

l shall take great pleasure
in tracking them down...

and making the kill.

Au revoir.

How'd we do?

lnsufficient
for a Saturday night.

1, 247 francs
and 81 Reichsmarks.

Well, it should be enough

to buy an oscillator
to extend the range

of our radio.

First thing tomorrow
morning, l want you

to take a little trip
to the countryside.

There's a Monsieur Groleau
who has a cottage

just past the third bridge.

He's got a wine cellar
full of vacuum tubes.

Tell him we need a high
frequency oscillator.

Offer him 300 francs,

but don't go any higher
than 500.

We have more pressing needs.

Such as?

Explosives. We need
a launcher that can fire

armor- piercing grenades.

Planning on blowing
up a German tank?

lf necessary.

We're not trying
to build an army here.

Well, maybe it's time we did.

Three more German battalions
have occupied the city

and a panzer division
is holding position

1 1 kilometers away.

When the Americans arrive
and the fighting begins,

l don't intend to be standing
next to a piano

singing"Moonlight Becomes You."

The Americans won't even be able

to approach this city
without our help.

And if they can't
liberate Sainte Claire,

the assault into
Germany could fail.

We need to be
gathering information

about German troop movements

and relaying it
to Allied Command.

l'm tired of lighting
the Nazis' cigarettes

and laughing at their jokes.

We should be helping the Allies
by assassinating these pigs.

The moment we start shooting,
we expose ourselves.

Right now, no one suspects us

and l am not about to risk
our entire operation

because you've
suddenly developed

a nervous trigger finger.

That is your opinion, madame.

l'm the leader
of the movement here

and right now, my opinion
is the only one that counts,

so get the oscillator.

l think we're all
feeling the strain.

lt's been a hard four years,

but believe me

the Third Reich
is feeling it, too.

We just have to hang on
a little while longer.

Word from the Americans
is going to come any day.

Perhaps.

Again?

Again.

Why is she so adamant?

What she's proposing
would put us all at risk.

Maybe that's her intention.

lf you have suspicions,
my old friend,

let's hear them.

From the beginning,
she's been argumentative

and on more
than a few occasions,

she's disobeyed
your direct orders.

She's headstrong--
typical of the underground.

Nevertheless, her behavior
has threatened our identities.

She's the only
munitions expert we have

and she can carry a tune.

We need her.

Let's keep our eye on her.

Have her followed
for the next few days.

lf she is a Nazi infiltrator,

we'll have to eliminate her.

Bonjour, madame!

Bonjour, monsieur.

Put it on my account.

Whoo.

Guten Tag.

You...halt!

Get off your vehicle.

What are you transporting?

Nothing but
the very essentials of life.

Proceed to your destination.

That l will.

That l most certainly will.

lf the choice were mine,

you would already be dead.

...all report rain.

lt's currently
59 degrees in Dover

with low fog across the Channel.

Temperatures are expected
to range

from a low of 45 degrees...

Damn, l'm missing it.

Our most recent intelligence

shows two German armored
divisions here and here.

How recent is this intelligence?

- 48 hours.
- Old news.

l am Reginald Smith

and you're listening
to the British Radio Network.

This report will repeat in...

- 45 seconds.
- 45 seconds.

Here's to English precision.

We're closed.

Morning delivery.

You're late. What happened?

Oh, just a little tete- a- tete

with a member
of the Master Race.

That's the second time
this week.

Sound like they're increasing
their patrols.

Perhaps it's time
we chose another courier.

Our"baker"
is arousing suspicion.

There's no need to worry.

l change my route every day

and l've become quite friendly
with most of the Gestapo.

They just love my strudel.

A kind thank you
to Jazzy McNulty and his band.

Now, the weather for today,
September 22, 1944.

ln London, skies are gray

with a strong chance
of afternoon rain.

Temperatures will range
from a low of 52 degrees

to a high of 7 1.

The northern coast reports
heavy rain and strong winds

and ocean swells
reaching four feet.

Devonshire, Hertfordshire
and Sonnenshire all report rain.

lt's currently
59 degrees in Dover

with low fog across the Channel.

Temperatures are expected to
range from a low of 45 degrees

to a high of 63.

l am Reginald Smith,
and you are listening...

Got it.

Let's see the code key.

Every fifth letter,
every third vowel.

Use the Sunday
decryption sequence.

Mm- hmm.

"A..."

"H...C."

Straight
from Allied High Command.

lt must be important.

All messages regarding
the war are important.

lt's only a matter of degree.

l suppose you're right,
but do you have to be

so...logical about everything?

ln any covert battle,
logic is a potent weapon.

You might try it sometime.

"American Fourth lnfantry...

"to invade Sainte Claire...

Tuesday dawn."

That's two days from now.

"Require assistance.
Disable enemy communications.

End message."

The German radio transmitter
is housed at their headquarters.

That building is
surrounded by guards.

We can't just waltz in there
and plant a bomb.

Maybe l can help.

How?

l'm upset.

l need to see
my special"friend..."

even if it means
bothering him at the office.

A reconnaissance mission.

l'll try to locate the radio,

see where the guards are posted,
examine the locks,

gather enough information
to get us inside.

lt's too dangerous.

lf you're caught,

you'll be tortured
for information.

You don't know my"friend."

He would never do anything
to harm his own child.

Encode a response
to Allied Command.

Confirm that we've received
their message.

Tell them we're proceeding
according to plan.

Ever since my days
at the university,

l've admired this painting...

and now it's mine.

Our fellow officers
might prefer gold or land,

but, for me, the greatest
prize of war is art.

Trophies of the hunt...

but was the hunt fair?

Sir?

We entered this city
with superior firepower

against a weakened prey.

Do you really deserve
these...prizes?

We are German.

The German people deserve Europe
and everything in it.

Why?

Sir...

You question our destiny?

Of course not,

but l want to hear it
in your own words.

Tell me...
why are we the"Master Race"?

Our blood is pure.

Our people lived and hunted on
this land for a thousand years

before the degenerate races
brought their corruption.

Europe must be purified.

You, yourself...

are you stronger
than these"degenerate" races?

More cunning?

Yes, of course.

And if you were alone
without an army supporting you,

would you continue the hunt?

lf your prey were armed

instead of defenseless,
what then?

Colonel, l don't know
what you're trying...

You are superior to no one!

Never underestimate your prey
or disrespect its abilities.

lf you do, you will become
the hunted.

When the opposing army
invades this city,

remember my words.

Enter!

Brigitte!

l'm sorry.

l know l'm not supposed
to come here.

Don't blame him.

l told him l was ill,
that l had to see you.

l will leave you two alone.

Heil Hitler.

lt's all right.

The colonel is in
a strange mood today.

What's wrong?
ls it our child?

l don't know.

l was dizzy.

l'll call the doctor.

No!

l feel better now.

Maybe l just needed to see you.

Why haven't you
shown me this place before?

l didn't want your neighbors
to see you coming here.

They make it
difficult enough for you,

knowing we're together.

l don't care what they think.

lt's beautiful.

Praxiteles, master sculptor
of ancient Greece.

There are only three
like this in all of Europe.

So many...
wonderful things.

The commandant would
have us continue

this simulation until we rot.

lt's pointless.

We should begin the hunt.

He believes we must learn
more about our prey,

but l have learned enough.

Ready your weapon.

Avoid the cranium.

This way!

The message!

There's no time.

Ah!

Computer, exit holodeck.

We'll take them
to the medical bay.

This neural interface
has been damaged.

That's because it
took a direct hit

when one of your bullets
grazed the base of her skull.

l'll provide you with another--
install it.

Not until l've repaired
her injuries.

How long?

She has two fractured vertebrae

and a punctured lung--
another hour at least.

Him?

l've stabilized
his vital systems,

but he still has
bullet fragments

lodged in his shoulder.

l will treat him.

This time, you might
do a better job

repairing
the muscle lacerations.

The last crew member
you treated

was brought back in
with internal bleeding.

Your crew is fragile.

They fall too easily.

What do you expect?

They've been stabbed,
shot, beaten, phasered

and bat'lethed
over the past three weeks.

Their bodies weren't designed
for this kind of punishment.

What happened?

These prey were hunted
by Turanj.

Their injuries are severe.

You assured me that your people

would avoid causing
serious head injuries.

Another centimeter

and the bullet would have
penetrated her brain.

lf you can't keep
your people under control,

then you should put an end
to this blood sport.

The simulations will continue.

At least activate the holodeck
safety protocols.

No.

lt'll prevent
life- threatening injuries,

for your people as well.

lt will also eliminate
the challenge.

l have had 28 wounded
and one fatality

in the past 12 hours.

Even l can't keep up
with that level of triage.

You will keep up
or they will die.

Their lives are in your hands,
Doctor.

Don't fail them.

When that one is ready
place him in Holodeck 2.

Let's see how he fares
with the Klingons.

What about her?

Send her back to Holodeck 1.

l like her voice.

Progress?

By cutting through the bulkheads
on Decks 4, 5 and 6,

we've been able to expand
both holodeck grids

by 5, 000 square meters.

More.

l can't give you any more--

not without compromising
Voyager's primary systems.

Then compromise them.

Look, holodecks require
a tremendous amount of energy.

l've already rerouted power
from all nonessential systems.

Anything more, and we'll start
losing propulsion, deflectors

even life support.

l'll transfer a supply
of power nodules from my vessel.

lntegrate them
into your systems.

l want to expand
the holo- projectors

into all surrounding sections.

Replicate enough emitters
for the task.

Yes, sir.

The holo- emitters
in this corridor are stable.

Let's start working
on Section 19.

But first, tell the guard
to escort you to Engineering

that we need more equipment--

specifically,
a type- 3 isolinear emitter.

lf he gives you any trouble,

say"l can't complete
the assignment without it."

We need an isolinear
emitter from Engineering.

Ensign, how did l get here?

l transferred you here

using the new emitters
in this section.

l assume you've got a plan?

Half a plan.

Let's hear it.

Before we can retake the ship,
we've got to get the crew back.

And that means disabling
the neural interfaces.

Easier said than done.

The great hunters are
everywhere you turn.

Don't worry.

l think l've found a way to tap

into the Sick Bay
diagnostic console.

The only catch is...

Stand by with the emitter.

l'm almost done here.

The catch, Ensign?

Somebody's got to be
inside the holodeck

to engage
the Bridge control relays.

We're shorthanded.

l know.

Well, we've got a Borg
on board, don't we?

Maybe we can put her
to good use.

l have been studying
Voyager's database

looking for our next simulation.

There are many to choose from.

These people have
a violent history.

l believe l've found
a worthy prey:

the Borg.

When World War ll is over,

we will recreate
a notorious battle

known as"Wolf 359."

l look forward to it.

l thought you might,

but if you continue
to disobey me,

this is one hunt
you will never see.

You nearly destroyed
two of my favored prey.

You were careless.

l've become impatient.

We penetrated this vessel,

overcame their defenses

and in the moment of the kill,
you forced us to stop.

Now we play
these incessant games.

lt's time we took our trophies
and moved on.

Your lust for the kill
has blinded you

like many young hunters.

lf you took the time
to study your prey,

to understand its behavior,
you might learn something.

There is nothing to be learned.

You're wrong.

Each prey exposes us
to another way of life

and makes us reevaluate
our own.

Have you considered our future?

What will become of us

when we have hunted
this territory to exhaustion?

We will travel
to another part of space,

search for new prey
as we have always done.

A way of life that hasn't
changed for a thousand years.

Why should it?

Species that don't change...

die.

We've lost our way.

We've allowed our predatory
instincts to dominate us.

We disperse ourselves
throughout the Quadrant,

sending ships in all directions.

We've become
a solitary race, isolated.

We've spread ourselves
too thin.

We're no longer a culture.

We have no identity.

ln another thousand years,

no one will remember
the name"Hirogen."

Our people must
come back together,

combine forces,
rebuild our civilization.

What of the hunt?

The hunt will always continue

but in a new way.

l intend to transform this ship
into a vast simulation

populated with a varied
and endless supply of prey.

ln time, this technology
can be duplicated

for other Hirogen.

These holodecks will allow us
to hold onto our past

while we face the future.

Even if l were persuaded,
others wouldn't be.

Then you are with me.

l must continue my research.

l'll see you tomorrow
on Holodeck 1.

The Americans are due to invade.

Remain calm and stay quiet.

There's a Hirogen
working in the bio- lab.

He might hear us.

What's the last
thing you remember?

An attack.

The Hirogen vessels--

they breached our hull
and boarded the ship.

l was in a phaser fight
on Deck 3.

l was struck several times.

That's all l remember.

Then you have no memory

of the simulations
in the holodeck?

None.

The neural interface

must be circumventing
your memory centers.

Neural interface?

lt's a subdermal transmitter

that links your neocortex
to the holodeck.

ln essence,
it makes you believe

you're a character
within the program.

Why am l in Sick Bay?

You were wounded
in the simulation.

lt's my job to patch you
all up and send you back in.

Half the crew is
under lock and key.

The rest are fighting for
their lives on the holodeck.

This has been going
on for 19 days--

dozens of battle scenarios,
one more brutal than the next.

You should see what a mess
you were after the Crusades.

Will l be sent
into another simulation?

Yes, but this time...
with an advantage.

l have found a way
to disable the interface

by remodulating
one of your Borg implants

to emit a jamming signal.

Once the Hirogen have brought
you back to the holodeck,

the jamming signal
will activate within seconds.

My objective?

You must find a control panel
inside the holodeck

and engage
the Bridge access relays.

That will enable
Ensign Kim and me

to deactivate
all the neural interfaces.

After Captain Janeway
and the crew regain awareness,

you can work with them
to mount a resistance

against the Hirogen.

What simulation
will l be entering?

World War ll--
a 20th century Earth conflict.

Do you know anything about it?

Nothing.

That could be a problem.

Once the interface is disabled,
you won't remember anything

about your role
in the simulation.

Think of it
as a new social setting.

Do your best to fit in.

This is the last
neural interface.

When you've finished with her,
you'll help me replicate more.

l have to sedate you now.

That old black magic
has me in its spell

That old black magic
that you weave so well

Those icy fingers
up and down my spine

The same old witchcraft
when your eyes meet...

l must discontinue
this activity.

l am not well.

lf the entertainment
is over, l'll be going.

Stay right there, Commandant.

l'm sure she's fine.

Let me talk to her.

What's wrong?

l require a glass of water.

Make it a quick one.

l promised the commandant
you'd be singing till midnight.

l want to get a lot of
information out of him tonight.

l am ill.

Look, l don't care
if you're dying.

Get back out there.

l won't.

Maybe you're right about her.

The evidence is increasing.

She was present today

when our courier was
shot down in the street,

yet somehow, she was unharmed.

And now, on the eve
of our liberation,

she becomes uncooperative.

Leave this to me.

Captain...

At ease.
What's the word?

There is no word, at least
not from the Resistance

in Sainte Claire.

Then we won't get any support
from inside the city.

You may be underestimating

the good citizens
of Sainte Claire.

l spent a summer there
when l was 18.

Let me guess.

You ate a few snails,
fell in love with a local girl

and became an expert
on the city.

Uh...well...

Yeah, pretty much like that.

l see.

But believe me, Captain,
those people love their town.

They'll fight for it
and die for it.

Don't count them out yet.

All right,

but l won't count
them in, either.

We continue as planned--

an assault from the north
at first light.

So...who was the mademoiselle?

Her name was Brigitte.

Great gams.

One hell of a temper.

Sounds like your kind of girl.

August 29, 1936...12:17 P. M.

That's when my train
pulled out of Sainte Claire.

That's the last time l saw her.

We wrote to each other
every week for three years.

Then the war broke out

and l never heard
from her again.

Sainte Claire's not a big place.

She shouldn't be
too hard to find.

l'm counting on it.

You'll maintain position here,
20 meters from the front doors.

Arm yourself
with a submachine gun

and watch
for any sign of trouble.

Understood.

Now, we've observed
a 20- second break

in the guard rotation
at 4:15 A. M.

That should give you
and me enough time

to enter the building

through the storm window
on the eastern wall.

When l was there yesterday,

l saw guards posted
at all three stairways.

So you'll have to reach
the second floor

through the elevator shaft.

The command post is
in the main gallery

at the end of the hall.

Once inside,
we plant the charges;

load the transmitter.

You'll remain here.

lf something goes wrong
and we're caught,

destroy all evidence
of the underground--

our contact lists,
decryption codes-- everything.

Right.

We leave in one hour.

This won't make much of a bang.

You forgot to connect
the detonator.

l will correct the error.

lt's lucky l found
your little error.

lt might have
undermined our mission.

Are you having second
thoughts about tonight?

No.

Good, because l don't
want any more mistakes.

There won't be any.

Let's hope not.

We've got to stop
meeting like this.

l managed to grab
a quick scan of Holodeck 1

and it looks like
Seven of Nine is on the move.

Are you ready in Sick Bay?

My Hirogen taskmaster is
working in the bio- lab.

l'll have access
to the medical console

for another 20 minutes at least.

That'll give me enough time
to get to the Bridge and...

Good afternoon.

What are you doing in here?

Trying to get the replicator
system back on line...

unless you prefer
the emergency rations.

Personally, l'm getting
tired of synthetic protein.

You're supposed to be the
finest hunters in the Quadrant.

Why don't you find us
something a little more tasty?

Something wrong?

An unauthorized transmission
was sent from this room.

What kind of transmission?

l don't know.

Maybe you can tell me.

Well...l was trying
to reroute power

from the main computer
to the replicators.

Oh, of course.

l must have tripped
a communications subroutine.

Sorry about that.

Didn't mean to worry you.

Your people have damaged

just about every system
on this vessel.

Accidents are bound to happen.

Now, if you don't mind,
l'm due on the Bridge.

Show it to me.

What?

l want to see this subroutine.

Show me what you were doing
when the"accident" occurred.

Forget it.

l don't have time.

Do as l say.

All right!

But you'd better
call the Bridge.

Tell your superior
l'm going to be late--

that l'm working
under your orders now, not his.

Go ahead.

Make the call.

l don't want to take the blame
for this.

Report to the Bridge.

Thanks.

Set the charges here,
here and there.

This looks like a message

from one of their
reconnaissance teams.

These must be instructions
for troop deployments.

The Germans must be taking up
new positions outside the city.

lt looks like they're mobilizing

more troops than our sources
originally expected.

They're moving armored units
into the valley.

They must know
the Americans are coming.

We've got to warn them somehow.

What are you doing?

You haven't set the charges.

What is that?

l believe it is a transmitter.

l'm attempting to disable it.

You're sending a message
to the Nazis.

No.

Step away

or l'll kill you.

What are you doing?

Uh, nothing.
Just running a diagnostic...

You've accessed
the neural interface controls.

Stop it immediately.

l told you-- no more mistakes.

You've just made your last one.

Seven.

Captain.

Listen.

A targ...

just beyond that ridge.

You would hunt down
a simple beast

even in the midst
of our enemies?

There is no enemy
as great as hunger!

Why am l being interrupted?

The holographic Doctor--

he's disabled
their Captain's interface.

How?

l don't know, but l can't
reestablish the link.

Send a team to Holodeck 1.

Remove her from the simulation.

Hirogen hunters.

lnternal scans show 13 of them
on this holodeck.

Need a hand, buddy?

Captain Miller,
Fifth Armored lnfantry.

Welcome to Sainte Claire.

Get me Artillery Unit
Charlie One.

Take up positions
along this street

and start laying down fire.

The Americans have arrived.

You circumvented our control!

How?

Go to hell!

Spread out!

Bobby.

You owe me a postcard.

Distance: 800 yards.

Correct for crosswinds.
Fire at will.

Take cover, boys!

Charlie One isn't
known for accuracy!

l can't access
the ship's systems.

Didn't you say this
was Nazi headquarters?

l did.

Then it would stand to reason

this building
is being targeted.

Let's get out of here.

What happened?

There was a simulated explosion
in Holodeck 1.

Somehow it blew out the
holo- grid across three decks.

ls the program still running?

Yes.

What is it?

lt looks like a bunker.

All units, listen up.

We've just blown the lid

off of some kind
of secret Nazi compound.

Converge on my position.

We're going in.

The breach opened the simulation
into the surrounding sections.

l'm picking up holographic
soldiers moving onto Deck 5.

Shut down the holo- emitters
until we can regain control.

l can't. The program
controls are off- line.

You wanted a war?

Looks like you've got one.

Take your positions
on the double.

All right, sir.

Circle to the left.