All language subtitles for Falling Skies S05E03 Hatchlings

Glad you could make it, Dan.

Well, I'm sorry I'm
late to the party.

Was shoring up the southern wall in
case the damn Skitters attacked again.

We gonna use that thing to
bomb the bastards like last time?

Not like last time.

A toy plane carries a toy bomb.

Wouldn't even make
a dent in that mess.

Unbelievable.

There's twice as many as before.

Ah, not to worry.

This should take them
all out in one fell swoop.

I cooked down the leftover
fertilizer, made white phosphorus.

WP?

I've seen that used in
some wars. That's nasty stuff.

We added an aerosol sprayer
onto the bottom of this drone.

So, we're gonna crop-dust
the whole valley with it.

- That's the plan.
- Genius.

They're feeding on Croomia.
We studied it in med school.

It's rare, but it has great
medicinal and nutritional value.

Everything a growing Skitter
needs in order to attack us.

Once that stuff is gone...

We'll be back on the menu.

So, let's do this.

Good job.

Wait for it.

Wait for it.

Now.

So far, our primary focus

has been on dismantling
dormant Espheni technology,

preventing the enemy
from becoming a threat

should they get their
power core back online.

And from there, it's simple.

Kill as many of their
bio-creations as possible

and advance.

If all the militias
around the globe do this,

we can gut the
Espheni war machine

and take back our home.

Okay, okay. I don't think
we need to watch that again.

I had no idea you
were such a natural.

It's time for a
personal stylist.

Apparently, even the Volm
cameras add ten pounds.

Under my father's orders, the
Volm distributed this message

to every rebel group we
could locate worldwide.

The good news is

that these Mason militias
have been quite successful.

Wait. "Mason militias"? No,
they... They can't call them that.

So far, your global coalition

has destroyed an estimated
52% of all Espheni technology.

Good. Good. You said "good
news." What's the bad news?

This gray area, less
than a square mile,

is inaccessible to our
reconnaissance efforts.

That's Fayetteville. They're
jamming you, aren't they?

To hide what? Why?

It could be an early effort
to launch a new power core.

But if they don't have power, how
can they power a jamming device?

The power core was supporting
their greater war machine.

Beamers, mechs.

- Which we're systematically disabling.
- Yes.

However, the Espheni also have

self-contained energy
mechanisms for smaller applications,

such as communication
transmitters.

Jamming devices.

Bottom line, we underestimate
this enemy at our peril.

Apparently, they're up to
something in Fayetteville.

We take the 2nd Mass
there, and we stop them.

What's this other static
here, up in the northeast?

- Jesus Christ. That's Washington, D.C.
- Uh-huh.

What the hell's
going on in D.C.?

We do not know, Tom Mason.

Not yet.

Hey.

You should eat.

- Is there anything else I can...
- Yeah.

Keep your promise.

You said you could
make my brother better.

I'm so sorry.

You knew it couldn't be done.

You just wanted
to steal our food.

Is that him?

Is that Brian?

Yup.

Only picture I could recover.

He's eight here. I'm 11.

For what it's worth, I
think you're safer with us.

But is he?

Catie?

What just happened?

- I... I have to go.
- That was him. That was Brian.

He was the only one
that ever called me Catie.

I think 'cause we both have Espheni
DNA, I can connect to his mind.

Can you let me talk to him?

No, I... I don't think
this is a good idea.

Then you can.

Will you?

Please.

Please. I've spent months praying
that my brother was still in there.

He's the only
family I have left.

Love...

You.

Brian?

- Pain.
- What can I do?

Can I take away
the pain somehow?

Hurt!

You!

No, no, no, no! Don't
stop! Please! Please!

I... I didn't break the connection.
He broke the connection.

What did he mean
about hurting me?

I just... I think that he...

He wants you to know
that he... He loves you,

and he doesn't want to hurt you,

but he doesn't know
if he can help himself.

You hear that?

I heard it when I was on patrol.

Came up here to check it out.

It's a bottomless pit.

They're streaming in
through that choke point.

What are they waiting for?

Must have an overlord.

Question is, where is he?

Where's he getting
all the Skitters?

We are wasting too
much time on this.

We can't even get
out of the starting gate.

I gave an order to the other
militias that I can't even follow myself.

Maybe that's the point.

The Espheni stall us
with Skitters and hornets

till they can get their remaining
tech weapons back online.

Why don't we just
crop-dust them again?

We could, but I only have
enough fertilizer for one more batch.

It doesn't matter, anyway.

The Espheni are replacing
them as fast as we can kill them.

But how are they replacing them?

They were pouring into that
valley like starving children.

I'm just wondering if they're
reproducing them somehow.

Reproducing?
They're making them?

Yes. Biologically.

I mean, we know that their
mechanical weapons are down, right?

They have no beamers, no mechs,
so all that's left are biological weapons.

Hornets and Skitters,
they don't need power.

They just need to eat.

So, the Espheni
are growing them?

Maybe. I mean, we know they're
obsessed with DNA, genetic mutations.

- Like Brian.
- Right.

And that insect that we caught.

Now what is that?

Anthony, what happened?

I heard a noise, and
I came in to check.

Anne!

What happened, Anthony?

Soon as I got in here,

that thing extended
its friggin' arm,

shot his claw out like one of
those telescoping billy clubs

I used to carry as a cop.

I was... I was all
the way over here,

and it just grabbed me and
slammed my head into the wall.

All right, that's it! We hunt
this thing down, and we kill it.

No. We don't have time
to go hunting right now.

You're saying we're not
gonna go looking for this?

Yeah, that's exactly what
I'm saying. We leave it alone.

If it comes back, you
all have my permission

- to shoot it on sight.
- Wait a minute, Tom.

He ran. He didn't hurt anybody.

He could have come
after any of us. He didn't.

What about Caitlin?

Dragged her away.

Maggie.

I put them in this position. I
need to take responsibility.

I need you with the 2nd Mass.

- I'm going.
- Damn it! Maggie!

You can't go alone.

Your dad's right.

You guys should all be focused on
finding the source of those Skitters.

Yeah, and you need
somebody to watch your back.

Who knows what that thing is...

He's a person.

Okay, person, is capable of.

I don't want to put you in
that position with your dad.

My dad, my problem.

Then let's gear up.

I thought you weren't
supposed to be on duty.

Couldn't sleep.

Kept wanting to see that
damn mutant for myself,

see how they tried to make
a human more like them.

That mutant has
a name, you know.

Yeah, used to have a name.
Now it's a goddamn Espheni.

All right. Relax.

You finished?

You're welcome.

Column of Skitters flows
into the valley here, 10 o'clock.

We need to send scouts to follow
that column back to its source.

Hopefully, where they're
manufacturing these damn things.

Send Hal. With Pope and Sara.

I think Hal went with Maggie.

He should have brought her
back. I said all hands on deck.

How about just Pope and Sara?

We don't need another
Mason family babysitter.

Fine. Take Sara and move out.

We need to plug that spigot before
something else comes out of it.

- You want me to go with him?
- Yeah. No.

Uh, I want to talk to you.

I don't suppose
you've had any of those

Woodrow Wilson
hunches lately, have you?

That's what I want
to talk to you about.

So, why do you care this much
about two people you just met?

It's hard to explain.

Well, my brother
understands, right?

Hal, please.

It's... It's the spikes.

It's like trying
to explain color

to someone who's been
blind their whole life.

Hey. Help me understand.

When you connect to someone,

like, right into their
mind, into their soul,

it's emotional, you know?

You feel what they feel.

What'd you feel?

That's something you might
understand more than me, actually.

Brian was in so much pain,

and all he cared about
was not hurting his big sister.

Hey, hey, hey...

So, what do you mean I would
understand better than you would?

Because you grew
up with a family.

Okay? I didn't have that.

So, I've never experienced
that kind of connection,

that kind of love.

Until now, in a
really weird way.

They're close.

Yeah, except the eyes were
just a little bit closer together.

I understand you wanted
to see me, Tom Mason.

Yes, I did.

Um, and the leg was
a bit more tapered.

I was hoping that you
could help me. Um...

I've been having these,
uh, visions or memories.

I don't know exactly
what they are,

but there's something in
them that doesn't really belong.

It's kind of a creature,

and I was hoping that you
could help me identify it.

Dad thinks someone's
communicating with him.

Or something.

I think it had eight limbs.

I know, it sounds crazy,

but the information that I've
been getting has had some value.

Roughly 352 known species
have eight appendages

in some sort of configuration.

Okay. Well, would
you mind taking a look?

You recognize that?

Yes.

What your son has drawn is a
species known as the Dorniya.

So, I really did see something?

I'm afraid that
would be impossible.

The Dorniya are, in
fact, the very species

that the Espheni enslaved
and mutated into Skitters

many generations ago.

They have been extinct
from their original form

for hundreds of years.

They're not extinct because
that is pretty much what I saw.

Brian, let go of me!
Please let go of me!

There.

Brian, I'm so scared!
Let me go! Please!

Please! Brian! Brian!

- Hey, hey, hey. Maggie, Maggie.
- Let go of me! No. No!

- Look at me. Look at me!
- No!

Focus. Look at me.

- No!
- You got this.

Please let me go!

Maggie? Maggie?

Oh, my God! Brian, please!

Maggie, no!

Brian, no!

Please. He didn't run
away. It wasn't his fault.

I was the one that
was holding him back.

You came back to
me where you belong.

You should have come alone.
You put my plan in jeopardy.

Soon, you will rejoin your pack.

Now kill her!

Brian!

Maggie! No! He might know
where the Skitters are being made!

Brian, don't shoot them!

No!

Brian, you hurt me!

Brian, no. No.

Brian, put the gun down! Please!

Don't do it!

No!

Brian! Why?

Shh.

Why did he do that?

He didn't want to hurt you.

And then he just
couldn't stand that he did.

It wasn't his fault.

I know.

He loved you so much.

I wish I had a brother who loved
me as much as Brian loved you.

He loved you so much.

We're burying them together.

Lions and tigers
and Skitters. Oh, my.

We'll be lucky if those are
the only things we run into,

especially if we keep tracking

this line of Skitters
upstream to their source.

You know, somehow I get the feeling
you're used to going against the flow.

What gave you that idea?

It's funny.

Even with hundreds
of literal monsters

feet away from us,

I'm okay.

I used to be terrified of woods
like this before the apocalypse.

Yeah, my kids, they used to be
pretty freaked out by the woods, as well.

Whoa. Hold the farm.

You have kids?

And you didn't think to
mention this before now?

"Had" being the operative word.

I'm so sorry about what...

Yeah, I tried to
adopt a kid once,

but they wouldn't let me,
given my record of rehab and all.

That sucks.

Yeah, well...

And I'd been clean for
about a year, too, but...

Hey. If you ever want
to talk about them...

You know, it's never too late.

Have a kid, the
old-fashioned way.

You know, when...

When all this...

This thing ends.

Think you'd make some
really beautiful babies.

Hey.

What's that?

I'm, uh, making a list of everything
I want to keep about the world,

you know, when the war's over,

and everything I think
we should get rid of.

Give me examples.

Okay.

Well, we're gonna lose
dictators, keep democracy.

Lose weapons people
use on each other

and keep weapons
to use on aliens.

Uh, lose anything
jerky or anything pickled.

Keep anything chocolate-covered.

Anything chocolate-covered?

Really?

Yeah, like, you know,
pretzels or peanuts or cherries.

What about French
fries or Brussels sprouts?

Why not?

Chocolate-covered maggots
or crickets or caterpillars.

That's gross.

What about you?
Anything you want to add?

Yeah.

Can we get rid of death?

Um...

Sure.

Anything to keep?

Yeah.

Family.

I miss my mom.

Open the gate!
Open it up! Prisoner!

Can we get a little
help over here?

It's an overlord!

Somebody grab something
to tie him up tighter!

You guys okay?

Put a rifle on him!

Check these restraints!

Finally, a break!

This way!

- Come on.
- Come on.

We know you're making
Skitters somehow.

I want to know where.

Answer me.

Why? You intend to
torture me anyway.

No, I intend to kill you.

The only question is
how long you suffer first.

I assure you, I can withstand
any pain you may inflict

longer than your son.

Oh, you might be surprised.

Not likely.

We're done here.

- Did you see anything?
- No.

You have to hurt him, Dad.

If I hurt him,
you're gonna feel it.

I can take it.

You have to be merciless.

Come on. We have to do this.

Oh, believe me, I want to,
but it doesn't serve any purpose

unless you can outlast him.

Are you positive that you can?

Forget I said that. I'll
think of something else.

Dad.

We're kind of far from
the Skitter river, aren't we?

O ye of little faith.

I know this road, curves
west just up ahead.

We're just cutting a corner
here, save a little time.

Whoa! Whoa!

Oh, whoa. No, no.
Don't... Don't sweat it.

It's just one of those
artichoke bombs.

It's all been burned to a crisp.

- Don't worry about it.
- Okay.

Ugh!

It's not all burned to a
crisp. I can tell you that.

Stop! No! You're gonna
get stuck! Get back!

It's... It's under the
leaves! You'll get stuck, too!

This isn't good, honey.

Sara, this is that
Espheni fog crap.

This stuff is like cement!

This stuff should have
been burned to a crisp!

Had to have survived by
chilling out in the shade.

That's impossible!

Hold on, hon.

Careful. If you slip,
we'll both be stuck.

Watch it! Baby, please!

Okay, okay. Okay.

Okay.

- We've got to get you out of here.
- Okay.

All right, just lift your arms,
and I'm gonna come under here.

- You ready?
- Okay. All right.

One, two, three. Come on.

Come on!

Oh, it's like superglue!

It's not working.

Okay. Okay.

What the hell am I gonna do?

Oh, dear God.

Whoa. No, no, no. Fire.

Fire melts this stuff.

Well, that'd be great if we
had, like, some fire anywhere.

Okay. You have to go back.

You can go back and
get the flamethrower.

- No, no. No.
- Yeah!

Go get it, and then you come back,
and you can burn it all up, okay?

No, no. No. No. No.

I am not... I am
not leaving you.

But what else can we do?

I'm... I'm still
armed, right? Okay?

And if a Skitter comes through,

they'll get stuck before
they can reach me.

I'm fine. You just go
on and do that, okay?

You listen to me.

You're not gonna die out here.

I promise you that, all right?

Right.

I wanted to...

I've been wanting to tell
you something since...

I wanted to tell you that...

I know.

I feel the same.

You do?

I do, yeah.

I swear I'll be back for you.

Maggie! Just the
person I was looking for.

Not too loud, okay? I
have a splitting headache.

Um...

Look, before I gave
you some of my spikes,

I was really close to being able
to get inside the overlords' minds.

I even saw some things
they didn't want me to see.

I'm more in control now. I
could probably get through. I...

I think I could figure out where
all those Skitters are coming from

if I had all my spikes.

What, you want them back?

No, I...

If we do it together, if
we use all the spikes,

we might be able to
walk right into his brain.

Will it work?

Honestly, I don't know.

You might have to hurt him,

distract his mind long
enough for us to get in.

If I hurt him, you'll feel it.
You understand that, right?

I'd do anything to get
at that son of a bitch.

Let's talk.

By all means.

Where are the new
Skitters coming from?

I do not know.

Suit yourself.

I did not ask to be
attached to the female.

Mmm. Too bad.

This conversation is over.

- Get out of me!
- Get out of me!

- Get out of me!
- Get out of me!

Can't shake them off, can you?

Show me what I want to know!

- No!
- No!

No?

Okay.

- Get out of me!
- Get out of me!

Show them what I want to
know, and maybe they will!

- This will not work.
- This will not work.

No?

Dad! What the
hell are you doing?

Ben, Maggie! Let go!

Maggie!

Ben? Maggie!

You okay? Can you hear me?

Did you see that?

- We got in.
- You got in?

- Yeah. He's the one making the Skitters.
- Where?

North of here. I
can find it on a map.

- You're positive?
- Yeah.

There was something else, too.

It's huge. It's different.

Different? Different how?

I don't know, but it
was definitely in charge.

Dad, we're running out of time.

As soon as they hit
their target number,

they're gonna
overrun the 2nd Mass.

- How many? When?
- I don't know,

but it felt really
close, really close.

We have to go now,
before they attack.

We need that
overlord alive, Dan.

He may have some answers

about the radio jamming
the Volm have been getting,

especially in
Fayetteville and D.C.

I got a guard on him.

Anne, you were right.
They're engineering them,

Skitters and hornets,
at a turtle hatchery.

It's on the map, nine
klicks to the northeast.

Ben and Maggie, we need them.

No, they need a
little recovery time.

The rest of you are gonna
come with us! In the truck!

Except Dingaan. You and Matt
take that drone up to the valley.

Wait there till you hear
one hell of an explosion.

Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

- Slide over. I'll drive.
- What are you talking about?

Sara, she's in big trouble.

She got stuck in some of
that leftover Espheni fog crap.

How far out is she?

Ten, 11 klicks. I ran the
whole way here. South.

Look, I need the truck, get back to
her before anything else beats us to it.

- Can we pick her up on the way?
- The opposite direction.

Of what?

We know where
they're making Skitters.

There's a major offensive
coming our way within the hour.

- We have to blow up their operations.
- No, no! No!

We get Sara first.

Mason, this time,
my family comes first.

We blow the place, we
circle back, we'll get Sara.

- You got my word.
- Your word?

Mason, how about this?

How about I drag your
ass out of this truck,

I take the truck,
I save Sara's life,

then I turn around and blow
up whatever the hell it is...

I can't think of
everybody, Pope!

- I'm sorry!
- You son of a bitch!

No! No!

Mason!

- Open the gate!
- Open up the gate!

This ain't gonna be easy.

I'd say our best bet is
to go around the back.

Yeah, especially since those
bastards are all streaming out the front.

All right, Hal, Anthony,
you're with me.

The rest of you, when
they blow the building,

we're gonna put a dent into
everything that comes running out.

Not everything.

Come on. Go.

Oh, my God.

They're so cute when
they're newborns.

Yeah.

Hey. Hey.

Come on, Tom.

They've been in
there a long time.

They'll make it.

God, they should be out already.

Shoot!

There should be two more bombs.

Screw the bombs! They
should be out already!

There they are!

Come on! Come on!

Open fire!

Cease fire!

Cease fire!

All clear!

All clear!

Whew.

- Is Anthony all right?
- Uh...

- What happened in there?
- He froze up.

Think maybe you
better talk to him.

Right.

Get everybody to the truck
now. We need to go find Sara.

Do you think there's
still time to save her?

Yeah.

Sara, I got it! We're...

No!

No!

Sara?

Sara!

Hey. Hey.

You came.

Yeah. Yeah, I came.

I can't feel my legs.

No, no, no, no. Don't...

Don't look... Don't look
down, baby. Don't look down.

Okay? You're fine.
You're gonna be fine.

Okay? You just...

You...

You keep... You
keep looking at me.

Now, why would
I want to do that?

I guess I won't be
having that pretty baby.

John.

Remember how I said
that the apocalypse

was the best thing that
ever happened to me?

I lied.

You're the best thing.

No.

No.

No.

No!

No.

There. There they are.

Pope?

Oh, my God.

You're too late.

You're too late, Mason.

Colonel Weaver
sent me to spell you.

Why don't you get some shut-eye?

What is that?

Drop it!

Whatever it is, drop it!

I said drop it!

Anthony!

Oh, my God.

We needed this thing alive.

He had a weapon.

He... Look at his...

I don't see a weapon.

I swear...

I swear he had a weapon.

Look, I saw a weapon.

Anthony, what are
you even doing here?

I thought Franks was on duty.

I thought he could use a break.

Those were not my orders.

Anthony?

Did you come here
intending to kill this overlord?

He had it coming.

"He had it coming"?

Anthony, he could
have told us so much!

This is my fault.

This is classic PTSD behavior.

When I heard he
froze at the hatchery,

- I should have taken his weapon.
- Taken my what?

Don't take me out the fight.

Clearly, you are a danger
to yourself and to others.

Colonel!

I've done as much for
the 2nd Mass as anybody.

You need me!

Yes, I do.

Which makes this even harder.

Hey.

Feel like I just ran 100 miles uphill
with someone kicking me in the stomach.

I'm sorry you had
to go through that.

I've seen a lot in my life.

Today was beyond...

I mean, being inside
an overlord's mind?

For my first time, I...

That kid was in so
much pain. I never...

It's...

Yeah, it's... It's a nightmare.

I know.

I'm glad you were
there with me today.

I don't know how you've
done this alone for three years.

It's crazy.

Dingaan and Matt crop-dusted
the last of the Skitters.

We got a clear road north.

Tom?

Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Okay, 86 the fire. Pack up the
gear. I'm ready to go to Fayetteville.

Nah. This group
needs some downtime.

We can pack up in the morning.

Yeah, you're right.

Why don't you go
get a drink, on me?

You can count on that.

You okay?

Do you think we should
have gone to get her first?

No.

I just remember a time
when you would have.

Thanks, Dan.

Get some sleep.

Long way to D.C.

Yup. You too.

D.C.? Without any Volm intel?

- No, we're going to Fayetteville first.
- Okay.

Find out what they're hiding.

Something's going
on in D.C. though.

- Hard call today.
- Not the first.

Not the last.

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