All language subtitles for The Outer Limits s06e04 Manifest Destiny

Just a minute.

Got it.

Ooh,

another pearl of wisdom from Franklin
the Knuckle Scraper.

Hey, I know what I know. Put a lid on
it, people.

Okay, here we go.

71763, 1800 hours per SOP. This is the
visual log of...

Science Officer William Olsen of the UFS
Mercury. We're en route to the planet

Trion when we received a distress signal
from the UFS Resos, a C -class

battleship which was returning from the
planet.

We are preparing to board.

Captain Abbott, anything else you'd like
to put on record?

No, it's good. Take a seat. Prepare to
dock.

UFS Resos, UFS Mercury.

Let's put this thing on.

Did your mom have to dress you when you
were a little kid?

You see my closet? I need all the help I
can get.

Yeah, you need to work on that.

UFS Resos, this is UFS Mercury.

Do you copy?

Slow and easy, honey.

Piece of cake.

Doing the zoom.

Look at the size of that mother.

Still no response from the Resos cabin.

Okay, let's go in.

Okay, docking on my mark.

Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five,
four,

three, one.

Mark.

I'm planning.

Think you can do better? Come grab the
stick. I got your stick, baby.

Hey, Snowy. It was a good landing, man.

Umbilical lock.

Feel integrity high.

Taking air sample from resource.

Scrubber's functioning.

Air is breathable and sterile.

All right, let's do it.

Fifty rounds per second.

Turn the horse into puppy child before
you can say fetch.

All right, let's do this right and
tight, huh?

Hannah, you hold the fort down.

Will, Megan, you come with me.

Franklin, bring up the rear. Hey, why
don't you ask to stay on board with

Hannah? What? Why?

Because you and I are civilian
consultants. We're out here to become

military missions.

I was trained in military engagements
before I came on board, Will. Thank you.

Sorry, Doc, I need every hand.

All right, let's keep the volume low and
controlled, all right?

No action without verification. I don't
want to put a hole in one of our own.

Did you hear that, Franklin?

Mm -hmm. All right, clear hatch open.

I love you, Will, but I do not need you
thinking for me, okay?

Is the motor running and the beer cold,
sweetheart?

Try not to shoot yourself for it.

This is the fun part.

All right, let's go in.

Well, hell.

Hannah, we just lost the light in the
umbilical.

My horn's green, Cap.

I can't explain it.

Just give me a sec.

Franklin, see what you can do about
getting some lights on in here, would

Generator still online.

Circuit override for the main lights is
probably on the bridge.

We're entering the resource now.

Franklin. Doc and I are going to head to
the bridge.

See if we can gear up the ops. You take
Meg and check out the crew's quarters.

Engineering. Sir.

Keep your heads, people.

Don't assume the worst.

Just find the crew and report.

I want to maintain constant radio
contact. You got that?

You got it, sir.

All right. Holston, you're with me.
Let's go.

Holston, let's go.

Where the hell's

the crew?

Doesn't make sense.

There should be 35 people here.

Franklin, report.

We're almost at engineering.

No one in sight.

Everything seems to be in place. There's
no signs of struggle.

As quiet as a damn grave.

Something about this doesn't quite feel
right.

Bridge seems intact.

Everything seems to be operational.

Just in shutdown mode.

Captain? Yeah.

Somebody didn't finish their lunch.

I wasn't given a chance to. Oh my God,
Will!

Franklin,

report!

What is it?

Oh God.

There is nothing wrong with your
television. Do not attempt to adjust the

picture. We are now controlling the
transmission.

We control the horizontal and the
vertical. We can deluge you with a

channels or expand one single image to
crystal clarity and beyond.

We can shape your vision to anything our
imagination can conceive.

For the next hour, we will control all
that you see and hear.

You are about to see a mystery which
reaches from the deepest

inner mind to the outer limit.

Human history is marked by our desire to
expand our boundaries. But what happens

when our reach exceeds our grasp?

It's been about half an hour since we
discovered engineering.

So far, the only sign of the resource 35
person crew.

The remains are so small that only a DNA
analysis will be able to accurately

determine exactly how many people
actually died in that room.

Whether it was an accident or an act of
violence is also unclear.

There's no detonation device nor residue
that would suggest an explosion.

Not quite what you expected when you
signed on to Terraform Tryon. Huh, Doc?

You okay?

Thanks. We may be civilian consultants,
Captain, but this is hardly our first

jump to a new planet.

I don't doubt your ability, Doctor. It's
just that, well, military procedures

can be unpredictable.

Franklin, what do you got on the logs?

I've skimmed over the official versions.
I haven't gotten to the personal

entries yet.

Their mission seems to be a textbook
dust -off. There's no glitches. A dust

-off? You throw in a bunch of three
-megaton neutrons... Bye -bye to Bambi

his little friends.

...basically wipes out every living
thing, not standard operating practice.

I know, but in this case, it was
necessary.

Apparently the indigenous wildlife on
the planet was what you'd call rather

ferocious.

What else you got, Franklin?

Everything on the recess was done by the
book until two days ago. Then

transcripts, crew data, they just
stopped.

It's about the same time the distress
signal came in. Yeah, but check this

Every officer's required to keep a log,
right? It's pretty dry stuff,

coordinates, crew maneuvers.

We've just taken off from planet Trion
after our last bombing run. This is a

research first officer.

Virgil Mathan. I know him.

The mission was a complete success. No
bio readings from the planet. The

trionids proved to be far more frail
than we thought.

Captain O 'Brien has ordered the cooks
to pull out stops for a special

celebration. Okay, he goes on to
describe a routine system check, what

for dinner, yada yada. Very exciting
stuff.

But look at this next entry.

It's two days later.

I've ordered a search for Captain O
'Brien who's gone missing.

I keep... I keep thinking about my .44
VAT.

It's in pristine condition, no different
from the day my father bought it.

Driving along the coast.

With the top down.

Sunsets.

My head feels like there's... What?

Okay. Is that all there is?

That's it. All right, run it back four
frames.

Right there.

Looks like he was pulled off. All right,
I want you to pull up the off -mic

line.

Clarify it with the computer.

This sounds like Cortez. Again.

Cortez.

There's no crew member on board named
Cortez.

Get a bit of stool away.

Someone boarded the ship to kill the
crew.

Space pirates?

Yeah, space pirates. It happens. If
that's what's going on in this ship, why

didn't they plunder this ship?

Normally they steal everything that
isn't mailed down. What about the hatch

openings?

This ship has an onboard computer that
records all hatch activity.

Okay, here we go.

The hatch was opened only once in the
last week. It was by us.

Back up more, more. Okay, we got a half
a dozen times in three and a half hours.

Before that, nothing else since the
trial. Well, six times in three hours.

That explains what we saw in
engineering.

No, no. Explosive decompression doesn't
turn a body into confetti. Yeah.

Besides, I mean, nothing else on the
ship was disturbed.

You open a hatch, the place is going to
be messy.

So why was the hatch opened?

Someone was doing some housecleaning.

Flushing the crew into space.

Yeah, but if somebody cleaned up, then
that person or persons, they're still

here.

It's okay. It's all right. It's the
grounding discharge.

The son of a bitch is supposed to be
shielded.

All the hatch activity has to be
authorized. Can you tell me who opened

hatch last?

familiar so brian you want to bet he's
still bored i'll refuse the board we're

going to find a good captain but this
time we all stay together

stay

close to me please i've been thinking
something got on board when it landed

one of these trying to i mean especially
if they're as wild as it indicates no

no way The resource didn't land until
after they dropped the bombs, and no

biologic can survive a neutron blast.

What if it wasn't an alien? What if O
'Brien just lost it? It wasn't O 'Brien.

He served under the man for five years
in the Prometheus. He was solid as a

rock. There are lots of cases of
hysteria and paranoia in space.

This ship wasn't out long enough for
that, Megan.

I heard a story once about a ship in the
Varga system.

They found it adrift. Every crew member
gone.

Even found their meals on the table in
the galley. It was almost as if... Like

they'd been snatched while they were
eating lunch. I heard the same story.

It was in the cirrus system. It's
apocryphal and you know it.

Well, I heard a tale start somewhere.

This is O 'Brien's quarters.

Watch my back.

Holy... What does it mean?

Your guess is as good as mine.

Oh, yeah, cop.

You're right. This guy is a rock.

Guess we found our killer.

You don't want to piss me off right now,
Franklin.

Trust me.

Captain, I'd like to check O 'Brien's
personal log. There might be something

there.

Yeah, you do that.

Megan, stay with him. Franklin, you come
with me.

Right behind you, Captain.

Over here, Megan. Let's see what we can
see.

Look at this.

The captain's log post -dates the
official ship's log. We're not dead.

Look at us all.

Only one way. I can't let them. Earth.

I can't get there.

Only one way.

Well, he's either lost or someone's
driven him to this.

Either way, we can't assume he's alone.

There appears to be a portion of the log
that can only be accessed with a beta

-level encryption code.

Open the door.

Is it going

to work?

Looks that way.

Hey, you okay?

I'll live.

You're sure it was O 'Brien?

Yeah, he was the mess, but it was
definitely him.

The guy's a nut.

He asked me, he cut his crew up into
little tiny pieces and shot them out the

airlock.

Either that or he ate them.

Well, I doubt he was a cannibal,
Franklin, but there is something very

here.

Hmm, stranger than this?

Well, if psychotics clean up a murder
scene, they'll obsessively scrub it

right?

Well... O 'Brien got rid of the bodies,
but then left blood everywhere, so he

wasn't cleaning up yet another agenda.

Well, how do you explain the writing,
Doc?

Well, it looks Latin.

Well, he read Cicero. He studied it.

Mundus est intramaea.

Hannah. Hannah, you watching this?

Yes, Captain. Can you give me a
translation, please?

Just a moment.

What the hell does that mean?

It means he's a nut. Or it could be a
clue to what's going on here.

All right, Hannah, I want you to shut
down the access code to the hatch on the

Mercury. I don't want O 'Brien to be
able to get to you.

Hannah, did you copy that?

Hannah, did you copy?

Affirmative. Entry code's locked out.

All right, keep in touch.

Safety's off.

I'm going to try and take O 'Brien
alive, but we protect ourselves first.

Until we make a clean sweep of this
ship, we don't know if anybody else is

board. All right, let's go, Franklin.

Franklin, move!

Let's go!

Right behind you.

Will, what if they picked up some kind
of foreign virus from the planet? Could

they transmit it other ways besides the
air? No, no, not likely. I mean, they

would have a total scrub down after
every recon mission outside, and any

standard scan would turn up an alien
virus.

It could be something else, though. I
don't know. Food poisoning, lead or

mercury. I can't tell. We need to check
the medical records.

Nothing poisoning.

Or a virus.

You want to know what it was?

Yeah, what?

Ghosts in the machine, little boy.

Ghosts.

Oh, that's very funny, Franklin.

There he is!

I gave you a command, soldier.

Franklin!

I'm not crazy.

I thought... Nobody said you were crazy,
all right?

Nobody said that. If he was here, he's
not here now. He's gone, all right? But

we'll find him, all right?

We'll find him. Now let's go.

What are you looking at?

Captain, I'd like to get to the
infirmary, check the crew's medical

That might give us a better idea of
whether O 'Brien's breakdown was an

illness or something bigger.

All right, that's fine. We'll go.

But we stay together.

No running off. You got that?

You got it?

Hey, Milius.

It's me.

Sam. Sam Abbott.

Fox, come out to the desert.

Come out to the desert.

Nobody's going to hurt you, Milius.
Look.

I have a sedative ready, Doc.

Fox, come out to the desert. It's me.
It's Sam.

Nobody's going to hurt you.

Franklin,

be ready.

Nobody's going to hurt you.

It's me.

Franklin.

He was right behind us.

Got him to the bed.

Looks

like

he broke the skin.

We'll make him do that.

I'm going to give you an antibiotic
injection.

Franklin!

Anna.

Anna, is Franklin with you?

Franklin, Franklin.

Franklin, put your weapon down.

Put your weapon down. Franklin, calm
down. Just calm down, buddy.

Franklin, I see them, too. I see them,
too.

Just calm down. Just put the weapon
down. Atta boy.

Just calm down. Set your weapon down.

It's okay. Everything's going to be all
right.

It's okay.

talk to me.

Stay with me, buddy.

Stay with me.

Franklin.

Franklin.

He's dead.

I don't understand it. Franklin could be
a pain in the ass, but he was not

psychotic. Talk to me, Megan.

It's bad.

Long range. Range communications are
down.

Resource is still on a course for Earth,
but the navigational system needs heavy

repairs. A rerouted life support, so
that's working.

Main power grid seems intact, so does
propulsion, but without navigation, it's

useless.

I thought you said it was bad.

All right, Doc, it's your turn. First O
'Brien, now Franklin.

Well, it's not my field, but Franklin
seemed schizophrenic. So does O 'Brien.

Yeah, but one couldn't have caught it
from the other. I mean, schizophrenia is

not a contagious disease. It's caused by
a chemical imbalance in the brain. If

that's even what we're dealing with, I'd
like to do some tests on Franklin's

blood. All right, do it. In the
meantime, nobody leave this ship. If

some bug trying to make us crazy, I
don't want it to infect the mercury.

I'm going to go try Hannah through the
hat com.

Franklin's blood has an extremely high
level of NT. English, Doc, English,

please.

Neurotransmitters.

An extremely high level means that
impulses keep firing across synapses.

brain literally short circuits.

But in order for the symptom to be so
acute, something must be causing it. I'd

like to inject a cell with a dose of L
-thora. It's an antipsychotic. Go on, do

it.

There's no response, Captain, and she's
disabled the outer hatch.

Great. Get in there. It's your turn.
Trust me.

Until we find Hannah, we have to assume
that we're alone. I'm going to head down

to engineering and...

If I can get the navigation system up
and running. You two head to the

and do your tests on O 'Brien. Wait a
minute.

Megan is rated for Delta 9 electronics.

If she stayed here and got the comm
patch working again, we'd have

communications again. Well, if she can
get the comm up and running, that's

Do it.

Any sign of threat at all? Shoot to
kill.

I'll be in the infirmary.

Raised in tears just like Franklin.

I'm just going to give you a dose of L
-thor and a stimulant, Captain. It

help.

Who are you?

I'm Dr. William Olston of the UFS
Mercury.

Can you tell me anything that you
remember about what happened, sir?

Tryon. Bomb.

Planet. Lives, bodies.

All bodies.

Lives, then darkness.

Darkness.

Spiritus Sanctus, the darkness.

Did anything get on the ship, sir?

Yeah.

We took some of them on.

Frozen like popsicles.

Trophies for the big boys.

Trophies, trophies. Cortez, Cortez.

Beware, Cortez.

Beware. Because there's March.

Time marches on.

Okay. Just rest.

Heights of March.

Just rest for now.

Just rest.

Rest for now.

Megan, can you hear me?

Come on, Hannah. Listen to me. It's
Megan.

Hannah. Hannah, what are you doing?

Hannah, turn off the engine. No.

No lies.

I know what you are. I've been
listening.

You've all been infected.

You want to kill me. I know.

Don't deny it. I know.

Hannah, listen to me.

You have got to disconnect the
umbilical. You're going to tear the

mercury.

Grace. Grace.

We've lost the Mercury.

Hannah and Franklin are dead.

The lower three decks of the resource
were compromised when the Mercury hit

but so far the emergency bulkheads are
holding and we're still on course for

Earth as far as we can tell.

I'm still not sure what's affecting us
or what killed the resource crew, but

L -Thor injection seemed to have
stabilized our mental degradation.

And I found something.

Something terrible.

How's O 'Brien?

He's sleeping.

You wanted to talk to me about
something?

Yeah.

It's an ugly mother.

Yes. We were told that the indigenous
population of the planet were all

predatory creatures. But look.

A humanoid.

Supposable thumbs and other bipedal
qualities.

So?

So?

So. So we just committed wholesale
murder of this species.

One which actually showed signs of
advanced evolution.

Wait a minute.

You see, I know what this is.

Our leaders found the easy solution to
Earth's overpopulation. They wipe out

species and they move on in.

And not that that would be the first
time. O 'Brien told me a little

about Cortez. No, no, no, no. We already
established that there was no crew

member on board named Cortez.

Cortez was a conquistador.

His army killed thousands and thousands
of Indians, conquered a continent

because they thought it was their right,
their manifest density.

Okay, Doc.

Listen, I appreciate the history lesson.

I'm a little more concerned with the
safety of my crew right now, so if

just excuse me. I found something else,
something I think that you will be

interested in.

Now, like I said, this creature is on
the evolutionary scale of early man,

means it should have an advanced brain,
right?

Well, look what I found during the
autopsy.

Uh, yeah, I'd say that's a brain, all
right.

Look at the convolutions.

Cerebral cortex is smooth.

It's too smooth. Come on, Doc. The brain
hasn't passed the evolutionary level of

a house cat. It shouldn't be in this
body. It doesn't make sense.

Now, I did an analysis on the blood. You
see this yellow tint?

Now it turns green as it dries. That
means it's rich in copper. The blood is

rich in copper.

This creature's entire body is highly
conductive of electricity.

Now, I asked myself how Hannah could
have been infected if she wasn't

our air.

And then I remembered all these
electrical shocks we've been getting.

So I pulled up the record of our
conversation with Hannah in O 'Brien's

Now look at this.

Yes, Captain. Can you give me a
translation, please?

Okay, just a moment.

Damn it.

There.

Now when she first said that, I thought
it was just her frustration at not being

able to find the translation. But what
if she... She got shocked.

She got shocked just like the rest of
us. Exactly.

I think...

This illness is somehow transmitted
through the electrical circuitry.

It's as if the trinates are able to
transfer their neural engrams into

electrical impulses and then somehow
infect our nervous system.

We shut down the main power grid.

We shut it down, and then we isolate. We
should be able to stop our mental

degradation.

It's worth a try.

All right, here's what we do.

You get to the main bridge.

Shut down the main power supply, all
right?

Switch it over to manual override. I'll
go to engineering.

I can shut it down the rest of the way
from there.

Now, when it's down, when it's down,
we'll get the emergency power packs.

We'll try to find it up now, if it
works.

If it works... Wait, wait, wait, wait,
wait.

Here, take these.

They're insulating gloves. We should
avoid contact with anything that harbors

electrical current.

What are you doing here?

We're going to shut down the mean power
grid.

Here.

Put these on. Well... They're insulating
gloves. Just put them on, please.

If you shut down the power, how are we
going to run communication?

We're going to run it through emergency
power packs once you've got the comm

repacked.

Captain Abbott, you can start your
shutdown of the grid.

Captain Abbott.

You sound like O 'Brien.

Where's your gun?

My gun.

I have an idea.

Take mine.

Close this bulkhead door behind me,
understand?

And don't open it for anyone, you
understand me?

No one.

I'll be back.

I heard him scream by the time I got
back here. He was gone.

Come on. What are you waiting for?

You can tear the whole ship up.

You can make this ship explode. Where's
your gun?

I left it with Megan. Here, take this
one.

What are you waiting for? Come on,
soldier.

KG, under any influence of these
creatures, there's no telling what he's

of. Sir, I think we should go back and
get Megan.

Get Megan?

You don't have to worry about Megan.
She's a rock.

What you gotta worry about right now,
boy, is the situation.

Yeah, one situation at a time, soldier.

Sir, what situation are you talking
about?

I know that you and O 'Brien talked.

What I want you to do is I want you to
tell me exactly what you talked about.

You do it right now.

Sir, I already told you. Don't lie to
me.

Don't lie to me from the very start.
It's been lies and insubordinated.

Oh, God.

Sir.

Drop the gun, sir. Please just drop the
gun.

You're not well.

I don't want to have to hurt you.

You don't want to hurt me.

You think you're man enough to hurt me.

You think you're soldier enough to hurt
me. Well, then do it. Go ahead.

Shoot me.

I said shoot me!

It's so easy, traitor.

I want some answers first.

Captain, please calm down. Just listen
to me.

I know what you really are.

Ever since I got bit, you infected me.

Now you're trying to get inside my head.

Aren't you?

You're trying to get inside my head.

Please just... Please, listen to me.
What did you think I was going to do?

Did you think I was going to let you and
your filthy race take over the earth?

Huh?

Do you think I was going to let you take
over my mind like you did Hannah and

Franklin and Olsen?

What?

No, please, Captain.

Captain, just listen to me, please,
okay?

Look, I am Olsen.

Okay?

You are very, very sick.

It is some sort of electrical... Shut
the hell up!

What are you doing to me?

my head like voiceless no not voiceless
like some sort of basic consciousness

driven by revenge spinning around in my
head like bees desperate angry they fear

anger millions we killed millions of
them and now now now they fight they

to the death like like some sort of some
sort of doomsday virus another in our

heads in our heads and in our ship megan
we've got to warn them we're gonna warn

them away from the ship megan we've got
them getting made to earth

Fixing the car may be our only hope. I
heard you will. Don't you trust me?

Always treating me like some delicate
doll.

Watching.

Watching over my shoulder.

What are you doing, Megan?

It's done.

I need to be okay.

Everyone's dead now.

All dead.

And I'm on the devil's chariot.

And they're going round and round inside
my head.

Like rats.

No, like bees.

Buzzing.

The conquistadors killed the Indians.

But the Indians got them back.

The Indians infected them with syphilis.

Gave them a little going -away present.

And we killed millions and millions of
trinid bodies, and now their

consciousness is here, inside our heads,
infecting us.

Another little going -away present.

One that fries our brains and makes us
crazy.

Oh, Megan.

I loved you.

And I failed you.

And now there's only one thing left to
do.

Our arrogance.

Our manifest destiny.

Masters of the universe.

Whatever you do.

Don't touch anything on this ship.

Don't touch it.

The trinids are here.

They're waiting.

They're waiting to run.

Stop there.

Lieutenant.

Have we? Sir.

We've already downloaded everything from
the resource to Earth.

No.

Ultimately, our survival may depend less
on our ability to overcome our enemies

than the weakness of our own character.

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