All language subtitles for time_trax_s01e22_one_on_one

These are the journals of Darian
Lambert, Captain, Fugitive Retrieval

.D. 2193.

For months we had heard nothing of the
man whose crimes had brought us to the

20th century.

Good morning, gentlemen.

I'm glad you could come.

Before we go in, there's someone you
should meet.

Those of you who follow sports will
recognize him.

Primo Sears, formerly World Heavyweight
Boxing.

Throw a punch at him, Mr. Michaels.

Oh, I don't think so.

Thank you.

Oh, come, Mr. Michaels.

Nothing ventured, nothing gained.

And you stand to gain a great deal from
this venture.

Go ahead.

Hit him.

Why are you letting me do this?

I'd do anything Dr. Ashton asked me to.

Dr. Ashton was the finest man in the
world.

Gentlemen, please follow me.

What you see is an adaptation of the
equipment I used in my nuclear waste

disposal project.

I have invited you here because you were
to be my backers in that project.

Had it not been ruined by... Well, we
all know who wrecked it for us.

But that is history.

And this is a better project.

Mind control, gentlemen.

I can make people think what I want them
to think.

Ah.

For years I've been working with a
chemical known as TXP.

This is a variant.

developed to be specific for brain
cells.

The generator emits electromagnetic
waves of delta frequency which carry

commands to the synapses in the brain.

You can command the brain what to think?

Suppose we could control city councils,
state legislatures, the Congress of the

United States.

Are you saying you can control the minds
of millions?

Why not?

TXP can be sprinkled on those popular
breakfast cereals. It can be mixed in

those fast foods everyone eats.

TXP is undetectable. Dr. Isham, if you
can really do all this, what the hell do

you need us for? I can't do all of this
yet.

I need to develop more powerful
equipment.

And that requires funding.

Yeah, well, how do we know that you can
really control anybody's mind?

Primo is my proof.

A punch -drunk fighter doesn't make your
process very credible, does it?

If you want big money, better give us
the proof.

Suppose I demonstrate that I can control
the mind of a man I could never bribe.

A man who's been my mortal enemy for a
span of time you could not even imagine.

You know who it is.

Suppose I can control the mind of Darian
Lambert.

Dr. Isham, if you can show us that you
can do that,

then we're in business.

I will let you know when to come back.

And you will see Darian Lambert fit.

Beg, roll over, and play dead.

It began in the future.

A scientist turning to evil. A time
machine called Trax.

Criminals who vanish.

And a lawman with a mission.

He has one weapon.

And a computer named Selma.

Good morning, Captain Lambert.

With them he will travel to a time more
innocent than his own.

Now he is among us.

A special breed of man.

A hunter.

Traveling through our world.

Searching for fugitives on his own.

Knowing he cannot go home.

Until he has found them all.

His name.

is Darian Lambert.

And this is his story.

My captain had decided that the way to
relax between fugitive retrieval was to

take up the game of tennis.

Hey, Darren. Here, sir.

He had a certain natural ability, but he
was so competitive, he could not bear

to lose.

So, you're programmed on this damn game.
Can you help me out?

Your opponent appears to be a superior
player.

My total score is love. It's very
embarrassing.

I will provide data to improve yourself,
Captain.

Now. Toss the ball up to a height of 320
centimeters above ground level. As it

descends to 280 centimeters, swing your
racket at a speed of 60 knots,

propelling the ball 18 degrees downward
and 30 degrees to the left for one

service court, then 35 degrees right for
the other.

I got it. Okay.

Were you sandbagging me?

What kind of bagging?

Never mind.

Why is she mad at me?

Perhaps you should learn the meaning of
the slang phrase, sandbagging.

I got a better idea. I'll take up golf.

Can I have the letter? Yeah, hold these,
sir. Thank you.

Yes.

Hello, Judge Chilt. How are you?

Press for time, so just listen, please.

You asked me to keep an eye on our non
-friend, Dr. Mordecai Sambi, also known

as Dr.

Hamilton Isham.

Are you listening? As they say in this
century, you can bet the farm on it.

Sambi's been seen entering and leaving
the abandoned coal mine where he

his nuclear waste disposal process.

What the hell is he doing there?

My source reports that his equipment is
still in place.

What he's using it for now is...

Unknown. Well, it won't be unknown for
long. Sorry to interrupt.

I've got a jury returning with a
verdict.

Let me know what you find, Captain.

Selma, get me on a plane.

Now.

Captain, may we speak of precaution?

Judge Choate, after all, is a fugitive.

But he helped us stop Zombie before.

That was before.

This is now. Selma, I'll take
precautions.

Good.

No chance of slipping in this way. Is
there another entrance?

Not according to the original plan filed
with the Bureau of Mines.

Project a plan.

We are here.

And as you see, this is the only
entrance.

But there is a smaller opening above the
mine leading down into it.

What is that opening?

A ventilation shaft.

Looks pretty narrow.

The scale of the drawing shows a
diameter of 56 centimeters. You are 51

centimeters at the shoulders.

You should manage.

I can't see the bottom.

How far down is the floor of the mine?

17 meters at this point.

Well, let's hope it doesn't suddenly...

Why not?

Is he alive?

I told you I didn't want him hurt. You
morons might have killed him.

Primo, see if you can wake him up.

Awoken, boss?

Thank God.

Proceed with the inoculation.

Well, Captain Lambert, it's nice to see
you alive and kicking.

That's almost enough to make me wish I
were dead.

Speak into the lacy, Captain, please, so
I won't miss a word.

Did you notice that your arm was
carefully swabbed before the injection?

I want you to be really healthy.

I am really your benefactor.

Soon, you will begin to admire me.

after I started admiring Adolf Hitler.

Let's be fair.

Hitler was what he was because of
economic factors.

Don't hand me that hogwash. He was what
he was because he was an evil bastard

just like you.

You will change your mind.

I will make you change your mind.

You will come to find me a rather decent
fellow.

For example, I'm going to let you keep
your little computer friend.

Well, that proves that you're decent.

No.

That is a matter of self -interest.

Computers do not lie.

Your computer will tell you not to fight
with me because you cannot win.

I have a delta wave generator focused on
you now and operating.

You're lying right there. A focused
delta wave without TXP in my system

kill me.

But you have TXP in your system from the
injection.

It is a variant, more toxic than the
original, so it must be infused

like those present -day time -release
capsules for the common cold.

You will soon feel a glow, a sort of
temporary reddening.

I don't feel anything. Now, what the
hell have you got cooking this time,

zombie? That glow will be the first of
many over the next few days as the

process takes effect.

When it is complete, you will be living
proof of what I have achieved.

Prepare yourself, Captain.

For what?

Thought control.

You will think exactly what I want you
to think.

I'm here, Captain.

Evaluate what Zombie said.

He's bluffing, isn't he?

Dr. Zombie has always done what he said
he could.

Let me tell you something.

Zombie may have one of the finest minds
of the past 200 years, but there's no

way he can control my mind.

And I'll tell you something else.

To be fair about it...

I have to agree that economic conditions
in the Weimar Republic at the end of

World War I had a lot to do with
bringing Hitler to power.

Captain, may I express a concern?

Relax, Selma. I told you.

Zombie cannot control my mind.

Captain, he is already beginning to.

Captain. Captain Lambert.

I know you're awake. Why won't you talk
to me?

See?

I've gone to visual mode without your
command.

You must have something to say about
that.

Captain, your EEG shows brain activity
down to 75 % of normal.

Dr. Thambi is doing this to you.

He is slowing down your thoughts to make
it easier for him to gain control.

You must resist.

Hello again, Captain Lambert.

Have you been thinking over what I said
to you?

I think you might have a point.

I can't hear you.

Face the laser, please.

The beam carries sound and light both
ways. You must face the laser when you

speak to me. I might concede one
miserable scrap of an excuse for Hitler,

what excuse could there be for you?

Very good.

I welcome even a scrap of concession as
a sign of progress.

Any questions about the laser?

Yes.

Why do you need it? I'm tied down.

Why are you afraid to talk face to face?

I don't care to take the risk.

Tied or untied.

You can still send me back.

How can I?

The same way you send all your victims.

With the pellet projection tube.

It doesn't work on you.

Remember you invented some damn thing
that nullified it.

By this time my old friend's tracks must
have redesigned your VPT to nullify my

nullifier. And I suppose that you've had
your uglies search me for a PPT.

I did, and they did, and they didn't
find one on you.

Which doesn't mean, of course, that you
don't have one.

Look, if you would like to talk face to
face, I have a suggestion.

Sure.

Let's hear the most brilliant mind in
200 years.

Give me the tube.

I promise I will not use it on you.

Zombie, I wouldn't give it to you even
if you promised to stick it up a very

dark place.

Your bloodstream is about to release
another infusion of TXP.

So I won't press you at this time.

But I'm pleased with our progress.

We will talk again soon.

Here's your moon, Selma.

Did I ever tell you?

No, I never did.

That you look like someone.

Like who?

Like my mother.

Don't laugh.

I would not laugh at that even if I were
capable.

I drew a picture of her the way I wanted
her to look.

And you look like the picture.

She was beautiful.

Am I going red again?

You are, yes.

I can feel it.

I can feel the delta waves pounding in
my head.

Am I losing my mind?

You must not believe that.

You must resist it.

Resist. Resist. You keep telling me to
resist, but you don't tell me how.

I do not find that information in my
memory bank.

Don't talk like a computer. For God's
sake, Selma, tell me how to fight this.

I'm sorry, Captain.

I don't know.

Good evening, Captain Lawrence.

Have you been thinking over what I said
before?

No.

Why not?

Because I don't want to think your
thoughts.

Good. Another sign that we are making
progress.

It means that you, for the very first
time, are afraid of me.

Aren't you?

Oh, come.

Admit the truth.

I will admit it.

And I have already admitted that I am
afraid of you.

So now that you know how it feels to be
in fear of someone...

You have some small grain of sympathy
with me.

Very small.

Microscopic. Fair enough.

But if we could make that grain grow
like a pearl in an oyster, we could

something equally beautiful.

Understanding, you have the power to
remove the cause of my fear.

Then I will do the same for you.

You're a hell zombie.

Stop hounding me about the PPT because
it's not going to do you any good.

Yeah.

You sound like my father.

My father.

He would beat me for going to the
library.

I was only nine years old.

I would cry.

And he would say, stop that.

It is not.

going to do you any good your father
beat you for being at the library for

whatever he was drunk most of the time
he would smash

me with his fists until I couldn't get
up I didn't know that

does it mean something to you anybody in
law enforcement

knows that an abused child often becomes
an abuser himself then

You concede that there may be some
excuse for my sins.

Not now, Salma. This could be the
beginning of a real dialogue between us,

in which we hear each other, reach each
other.

You might even persuade me that
you're... But how can we really

I am more afraid of you.

Than I ever was with my father.

Captain, it is the PPT that he is afraid
of.

Selma, be quiet!

You must not give in to him.

Selma, you either be quiet or go on
battery charge. Take your choice!

I choose being quiet.

Well... To help the dialogue along, I
might...

be persuaded on one small point, and I
hope I'm not making a mistake.

Captain, no harm can come to you.

The most important thing in my life now
is for you to be alive and well.

I swear to that.

You can have the PPT.

Guards, to the chair.

Where is it hidden, Captain?

Just release one of my hands.

They will get it.

Tell them where.

Not a chance.

Why?

If you really mean to give it to me.

Maybe it's in a personal place and I
don't want them groping.

Come on, Zombie. One hand. Your father
needed two.

Free one hand.

The left.

Captain, what a pleasant surprise.

Why, Selma, don't tell me I had you
fooled, too.

Well, I am not programmed to interface
deception.

But I am learning from you.

One of the precautions you didn't think
I was competent to take.

Okay, this way.

Captain, the main entrance is the other
way. You could escape.

No way, Selma. We did a long time for
this.

I advise you to go back to your chair,
Captain.

You are not in total control and Primo
is dangerous.

His orders are to kill you.

Some of you have researched this violent
sentry. What kind of weapon is that?

A grenade launcher, Captain. I hope you
will be very careful. I am not

constructed to withstand the explosion
of a hand grenade.

Neither are you.

Primo, why don't you just put the weapon
down and walk out of here?

You better get back to your chair.

There ain't gonna be enough left of you
to argue with nobody.

is dead.

You and I are sealing this mine
together.

You got that, zombie?

The name of the game is One on One.

I hope you realize that your exertion is
burning up what little oxygen there is.

If you suffocate, that's poetic justice.

You caused the cave -in.

But what about me?

I'm doing my best to get you a long,
long way out.

Ah.

So you do have the PPT.

And it can send me back this time.

You better believe it, you bastard.

And you lied about giving it to me.

Captain Darian Lambert. The pride of the
international police.

Champion of righteousness.

A petty damned liar.

Maybe my father was mean to me, too.

Don't joke about that.

You never had a father.

Okay, Sammy, maybe you had it tough.

But at least you had a mother.

My mother.

She went into deep denial.

She used to call me a pathological liar.

That's what you all say.

You blame it on your mothers, your
fathers, your society.

You blame it on everything and everybody
except yourself.

I'm a cop.

I've heard it all before.

You can take your sob story and you can
shove it.

You made a mistake, Captain.

You went for me instead of escaping.

Now we are both trapped in here, but the
difference is I am controlling your

thoughts. You're right.

Your thoughts told me to get out of the
straps.

Granted, you did have enough control to
trick me.

But you are not aware of how much of
your mind belongs to me.

I promise you that very soon I will have
it all.

Who is it? It's Michaels, Dr. Asher.

Don't worry. Help is on the way.

Tell them not to rush.

Visual mode summer.

How can I help you, Captain?

Can you just stay with me for a while?

Are you feeling unwell?

How am I feeling?

Alone in this lonely place.

What am I doing here?

I don't belong here.

I don't belong in this time. I don't
belong in this world.

What can I do here besides lose my mind?

If that is a question, there is a clear
answer.

You can use the pellet projection tube
on yourself. You can send yourself home.

Going home.

Where I belong.

Very tempting.

Very tempting.

No one could blame you, Captain.

But I don't have permission.

I'm not here as a tourist.

I'm here on a mission.

I came back to get Zombie. I promised
Alyssa I would get Zombie.

And I'm not going home until I do.

That is a fine decision.

But be aware it may indeed cost you your
mind.

I will get him, no matter what the cost.

Hello, Captain Lambert.

What are you thinking now?

I'm thinking what you want me to think.

And what is that?

About giving you my PPT.

Good.

And will you tell me what you've
decided?

I'll tell you this much.

When I get to you, you're sure as hell
going to find out.

If you get to me, Captain.

Visual mode.

That tunnel runs north to join the area
where Thumbie is.

I'm on my way.

Thumbie. Thumbie. Thumbie.

Is it right or wrong not to give Thumbie
the PPT?

Does the question concern morality or
tactics? I do not make moral judgments.

Maybe it's wrong to hold the threat over
his head.

He has feelings.

He's human, isn't he?

If you say so.

Well, I do say so, and you have no cause
to doubt me.

What do you know about being human?

Captain, the laser beam is not
operating. Dr. Sambi cannot hear you

I know that.

So what?

If you are not maneuvering to outwit him
again, why are you trying to exonerate

him? Because I can understand him.

Zombie went through much worse than I
did.

I'm just an ordinary person.

He's a genius.

A true scientific genius.

Suppose he'd had a decent childhood.

Captain, these are not your thoughts.
These are zombies.

One of the great benefactors of mankind.

He could have turned his talents, ended
hunger, wiped out disease.

Maybe it's not too late. It is too late
for Elissa.

What are you saying?

Dr. Zombie killed Elissa.

She was the only love of your life.

She still is, and he killed her.

You don't remember because you are still
absorbing TXP.

I remember exactly.

I sent her in to him.

Wearing a transmitter.

Zombie was fighting to survive and I put
her in harm's way.

Anybody killed Alyssa?

I did.

He is being...

You must reach him while you still have
the capability of sending him back now

before the TXP has any more effect.

Wait, Captain.

The plan is not to scale here, but it
indicates a deep excavation just beyond.

Captain?

You must climb up, Captain.

Selma, help me.

Move 39 centimeters to the right. You
will find a toehold.

What is your mind up to now?

Same as before.

I'm sending you back.

Are you still sure it would be the right
thing to do?

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure at all.

Don't you think it would be better for
you and for me to make peace?

You know that his idea of peace is for
you to give him the weapon.

I know.

Of course you will not give it to him.

Actually, I will.

Captain, may I point out the
consequences of such an abject

I don't want to hear it.

You will be unable to carry out your
mission.

You will be indicating to Dr. Sambi that
he has complete control, that he can

order you to do anything that comes into
his mind, and you will do it.

All right, that's it. I've had enough.
Battery charge. I am not programmed to

oppose your wishes, but please, don't
cut me off from you. Not now.

Not when you need me so badly.

What do I need your help for?

So you can try and kill me again?

If that is what you think, then you are
correct.

You don't need me.

Now, Captain Lambert, will you please
follow the laser beam?

Yes.

I will.

Do you see the small opening?

Yes.

I see it.

I want you to place... the pellet tube
into the opening and push it through

until it falls on the other side.

You really did it, didn't you?

that you will now do anything I want you
to do.

Yes.

I realize that.

Good.

I will tell you what I've decided I want
you to do.

I want you to commit suicide.

Yes.

I'm going to commit suicide.

Good.

A responsible suicide always leaves a
note, a statement of some kind.

Otherwise, an innocent person could be
blamed.

Who's innocent in this case?

I am, of course.

Any further questions?

When do I write this letter?

I will tell you when.

I will take care of everything for you.

How do I kill myself?

Very simply.

You will go back to the elevator shaft
and jump.

Go ahead.

About your suicide note.

Why are you killing yourself?

Because you want me to. Yes, but we must
be on firmer psychological ground.

I suggest it's because you have nothing
to live for.

How do we arrive at that?

I don't know.

I suggest it stems from the fact that of
all the democratic nations in the

world, the United States has the highest
proportion of its population in

prisons, yet still has one of the
highest crime rates, which means that

-tough approach to law enforcement is a
failure.

And you are a tough...

You've dedicated your life to putting
criminals in prison. Isn't that true?

Yes, it is true.

So you are a failure.

The work you expected to give meaning to
your life turns out to be worthless.

What else is there for you?

I have nothing else.

Not anymore.

Correct.

Now proceed to the shaft.

Captain!

Selma.

I thought I put you on charge mode.

I am doing what I have to do.

You have to obey my orders.

That's what you're programmed to do.

I'm responding to a program override.

My mission to help you takes priority
over everything else.

You can't help me.

You can't help me! You can't help me!

Help me!

You are the best police officer on
Earth.

You are not a failure.

Sambi is a liar.

There's truth in what he said.

When people are denied hope for a better
life, they strike back. That's the root

cause of crime.

It can't be eliminated by handcuffs or
prison bars.

I really have no purpose left.

Why should I go on living?

For a little.

Alyssa is dead.

Alyssa will never die for you.

Because you loved her.

According to the description in my
memory bank, love never dies.

Love is forever.

Why are you stopping?

Regarding my suicide note, it's not true
that I have nothing to live for.

I have Alyssa.

How can you have a dead woman?

I have Alyssa whenever I think of her.

You can never think of her.

You cannot bear to think of her.

Why can't I?

Because you killed her.

Let me see.

You have a splinter under your
fingernail.

No.

You must press it in deeper.

Press hard.

Press until it hurts so much you can't
think of anything else.

Let the pain take over your mind.

Then there will be no room for zombie
thoughts.

On your way, Lambert.

Get moving.

Press harder.

Move faster.

It's your only chance. Press.

Faster.

Zombie, why do you want to kill me?

Because you killed Elissa.

And I loved her.

Hear me. You did not kill Elissa.

Keep moving.

She promised you wouldn't harm me. That
was before I knew how much I hate you.

You didn't kill Alyssa. He did. He
killed Alyssa. Press harder.

I hate you.

Because even now that I control you, I'm
still afraid of you.

And nothing will compensate for that
except watching you die.

You will die by your own hand.

That is essential to my business
interests.

And that is why I'm taping it.

We will record your suicide statement.

Nice and clear, please.

I'm going to kill myself because I have
nothing left to live for.

That is enough.

Now go ahead.

Jump.

I didn't.

I didn't.

I said jump.

Now!

It's a lot easier to drop you.

He will not drop me. Why not?

Because you're not a killer.

You're a cop.

You're a good cop.

I don't know about that. I can't
eliminate crime.

But I sure as hell can eliminate one
criminal.

Don't do it. No.

Please.

Please, Captain.

Pull me out. Please, please, please.

Sergeant. You're here, sir.

This man tried to kill me. More like he
saved your ass.

Sure doesn't look a damn bit like you
got him rolling over in plain debt.

You solicited funds from us by means of
fraudulent claims.

Well, have you arrested?

I need medical attention.

Let's get him out of here.

How about this, sir? You okay?

Fine.

We don't like him any more than you do.

He cheated us.

The way I heard it, you can't cheat an
honest man.

Next on the agenda, where's my PPT? Not
a problem, Captain.

I have located the weapon behind that
case of grenades.

Selma, how long do you suppose before
Selma convinces those guys?

They just got a better way to make them
rich.

Not long, Captain.

And odds are they will come straight
back here and use this equipment.

Try some new madness.

The odds indicate a high probability.

Selma, how fast can you run?

I can keep up with you.

Here we go.

Now.

In your pocket, Captain.

Visual mode.

You have me worried.

Since when do you change modes without
my orders?

Since you almost lost your mind,
Captain.

But I promise I will never disobey you
again.

Selma, never say never.