All language subtitles for Super Force s02e17 A Rainbow at Midnight

Out of the fire of Earth attraction,
beyond the limits of the world, where

and machine and spirit unite.

Born by the power of lightning, into the
21st century.

It is the end of the beginnings. It is
the time of superforce.

Hey, what's up, man?

Are you scared?

Come on, hit me.

Huh?

Come on.

How about you, you wild depilers of
health and harmony?

Shut up, you old spit.

you morons. Freeze.

Hey, we weren't doing nothing.

Just having a little fun.

Should I check on the old man? No, no,
it's all right. Hang on.

All right, you guys, empty your pockets.

Slowly. All right, perfect.

Pass the laws instead of scum like that
old bum.

Just cleaning up the town, doing your
job for you.

You're wrong. My job is to bust pumps
like you.

Like you're such a total cop.

the heck was that?

I didn't see anybody with a gun.

They relocated the target range.

Lost army battalion.

Didn't get word of martial law anything
years ago.

A host of angels come to take me home.

You okay?

You missed the show, my friend.

Dance till dawn and then fly home on the
wings of fairies.

Zach, maybe we better call this guy an
ambulance.

No.

Call me Bartok.

There's a joke in there somewhere.

That's me.

Yeah, thanks. Let him go. Check this
out.

He's dead?

Yeah, but he wasn't shot.

There's not a bullet hole in him.

What?

They blasted up the wall real good.

Look.

Wait a minute.

These holes aren't new.

What do you mean?

Well, look, this one's been painted
over.

It's been here for years.

Well, you're right. But where are the
bullet holes from tonight?

Nowhere.

So there aren't any new bullet holes in
the wall.

And this guy's dead and bleeding, but he
doesn't have any holes in him either.

That's the way it seems.

But, Zach, we heard the shots. It was
like World War IV.

I don't know what to tell you, man.

Come on, Zach, cut this out. This is not
funny.

I ain't laughing.

I was looking through your report of
that

incident last night, so great read.

Gene Merkle, if I'd known you were going
to do that, I would have taken out all

the big words, you know, make it real
easy for you.

Cute.

Looks like you were a little tough on
this fellow and he didn't even have a

No, the guy was already dead before I
got to him. I never touched him.

Well, if that's the way you want to play
it.

Look, Avery, I'm not exactly sure what
happened.

I wasn't even on duty that night. I was
just coming back from dinner with a

friend of mine and... Yeah, all right.

Probably got what was coming to him,
huh?

Not by me.

If there's an internal affairs
investigation, I don't know how I'm

explain this whole thing.

Hey, somebody shot at us, Zach.

I'll testify on your behalf.

That's why I'm glad you were there.

At least I know I'm not going nuts.

Why don't you go into the office and
rest, Zach?

You look like you could use it.

Yeah, sounds like a good idea.

Who are you?

How'd you get in there?

I can go anywhere.

Except where I really want to.

You're wounded.

Some wounds cannot be healed.

But you need help.

You're bleeding. You'll die.

This is just a gut shot.

And I would really love to die.

The fear of death is to be ignorant.

Dying is not the worst thing that can
happen to you.

Come with me.

Who are you?

I've been called many things.

Good cop, bad cop, coward.

Maybe you've heard them.

The stories?

Maybe they still tell them.

What is it you want?

Why are you here?

Peace.

Peace from the tower.

What tower?

The guy. He was bleeding.

Zach, there's nobody here.

In fact, you must have heard him. He was
talking to me. He was right there.

No, and I've been here the whole time
recharging Millennium Power Supply.

Maybe you were dreaming, that's all.

You fell asleep.

No, man, I wasn't asleep.

He was standing right in front of me.

Zach, you're tired. This whole thing has
got you upset.

I sure hope not, because I don't fit in
the suit.

This was no dream, man. It was too real.

Sometimes I think you worry too much.

Well, somebody has to.

What if you're intercepting someone
else's thought wave?

Receiving them randomly?

It could have something to do with your
new powers.

It was too real, Xander.

I think this guy was a premonition.

A physical manifestation of my
subconscious telling me I'm going to

Well, that's one interpretation.

Not necessarily the right one.

Okay, you tell me what's going on.

It's like this guy wanted me to die. You
know, some kind of messenger.

Like the tax man, here to collect my
soul.

Didn't he say something about the tower?

Yeah, yeah, he said that he wanted peace
from the tower.

Well, if you could figure out what that
meant, it might tell you something.

Oh, great.

There's over a hundred policemen named
Tower in the history of the force.

Maybe we shouldn't be looking for a
person.

Let me try a file search for anything
with the word Tower in it.

Whoa, whoa, look, look. The Tower
Massacre.

That's where those three cops were
killed.

Exactly 20 years ago tomorrow.

Stone!

Be a good dog and sit and don't make me
yank your leash.

Recognize the punk?

Discreetly, discreetly.

I don't know why.

He was one of the scumbags that got away
on you that night.

Just a coincidence, I picked him up on a
hateful speech charge.

Lucky for you, pal.

Oh, really? How do you figure?

He wants to trade immunity for fingering
you as the cop. Drop that gun down, his

friend. It's ridiculous.

The kid wasn't even shot. I know, I
know.

But it still means trouble.

Look, Zach, we haven't seen eye to eye a
lot.

But this is the kind of thing that no
cop should have to go through.

I mean, despite our differences, we're
still brothers with guns.

Know what I mean?

I hope not.

What's that?

All right, somebody get on the phone.
Get a medic. Now!

Hey!

You, stop!

Did you do this?

Did you see him?

That's him. That's the guy I've been
seeing. Carl Rathman.

It was one of the cops that was killed
behind the tower club.

So? He's dead, right?

It would seem he's returned.

Somehow he's managed to access the
earthly plane.

His file indicates he was an exceptional
officer.

Unfortunately, he had some bad luck that
night.

Twenty years ago.

Tonight. Not a happy anniversary.

What happened?

Rathman was out on patrol with his
partner and a rookie cop.

Rathman was highly respected and
experienced.

The rookie was sent along to get his
feet wet.

They were all murdered?

In cold blood.

The best way I can piece it together is
three hoods got the jump on them.

Rathman must have hesitated or
something.

The rookie was shot and mortally
wounded.

In the gunfight that followed, Rathman
and his partner both were killed.

Correction, Zack.

Rathman was killed by a shot to the
stomach.

But Bartok's head wound was not fatal.

Wait a minute.

Bartok? Yes.

That was the name of Rathman's partner.

Bartok was the name of that old crazy
guy in the alley.

Here it is.

Coroner's report on the prisoner that
died here yesterday.

Same as the kid in the alley?

Yep. Heart ruptured.

Hmm.

Unexplained trauma to the heart.

I can explain it.

This guy Rathman, the ghost, he reached
into their chest and squeezed their

hearts until they burst.

It wouldn't be the first time a spirit
turned violent.

Yeah, really.

But why?

Maybe he's angry.

Frustrated. He hasn't resolved what
happened that night 20 years ago.

Most violent spirits spring from
tortured souls.

But why has he appeared to me? Actually
spoke to me.

He spoke to you because he mistakes you
for someone like him.

Because I died, too.

And we were able to bring you back.

Now you can see through, not with the
eye.

That's why you're able to see Rathman.

Hey, Stone.

Want to talk about weird? This Wastoid
just turned himself in, looking for

protection from you. That's him.

What about him?

Killed my buds, torched my pad.

What are you talking about, torched your
pad?

Well, he claims somebody stomped all
through his apartment last night, then

it on fire.

He didn't see anybody, but... It was a
cop. I could hear his nightstick and gun

belt rattle when he walked, and I could
smell that cheap cop cologne.

And I told you police officers stopped
wearing that cheap cop cologne 20 years

ago. Besides, if it was a cop, he would
have finished a job on a dirtbag such as

yourself. It's got to be Rathbun's
ghost.

Got to help him.

Who? That guy? No, Rathman.

He's in a walking purgatory.

Consumed with guilt over what happened
to him and two other cops 20 years ago

tonight.

I've got an idea.

Hey, Merkel.

I'm going to take your prisoner off your
hands. You know what I mean?

Right. Hey, what are you doing?

This guy's going to kill me. Not I'm
going to save you.

Oh, I get it. You're going to take me
back to the scene of the crime, huh? Not

your crime.

Crime that was committed 20 years ago
tonight at the same location.

Tower Club's gone.

Back alley's still here.

And so is Bartok. If mankind was
thirsty, I'd quench its

pain with a delightful beverage.

Rathman will manifest himself here.

As sure as Bartok was drawn here for the
same reason.

This is the night and the scene of their
greatest personal tragedies.

What are you two cops talking about?

You gonna kill me for beating up that
old guy?

Hey, shut up.

I don't like you.

But I'm not gonna kill you.

No, can I let your gun do it?

Look, you deserve to be punished for
what you did to that old man.

But you had the bad luck of picking the
wrong guy at the wrong place at the

wrong time.

And now I'm in a position of having to
help you.

How, Zack?

To try to speak to Rathman.

Are you sure he'll materialize?

I'm pretty sure.

I've got some bait.

Hey, man, easy.

No.

Get away.

Pounding me from hell.

Don't worry, Bartok. I'm not going to
let him hurt you.

Not him.

Him.

It's him.

Great Scott in heaven.

It's him.

Hey, get away from me, man.

I didn't do nothing to you.

Get away from me.

Get out of my way.

I'll kill this parasite.

At this time, Rathman, I won't let you.

I can rip your heart.

What's going on? What's he doing to him?
Keep quiet.

If you kill me, if you kill him, it's
murder.

He's just a petty crook. He didn't kill
anybody.

Don't you understand what you're doing?

You're on the verge of becoming a demon.

You're so filled with hate and
bitterness.

Do you truly want to be evil?

Don't tell me what I'm supposed to feel.

After the hell I've lived in for 20
years.

Look into your heart and feel mercy.

It's still inside you somewhere.

There's nothing inside but pain.

There's mercy in your heart, Rathman.

And goodness.

And forgiveness.

Find it.

Find it for your own good.

You'll never get to where you belong
unless you find it within yourself.

To forgive.

And that means forgiving yourself.

You didn't do anything wrong, Carl.

I was there, remember?

It wasn't your fault, Carl.

It wasn't my fault.

Look at you.

Living like a bum on the street.

And what about Sloane?

He was just a kid.

Blown away because...

Because I wouldn't shoot.

Sure, you didn't shoot.

But it wasn't because you're a coward.

Because you had the courage to not to
shoot and ask questions later. That's

a lot of cops would have done.

You didn't know that kid had a gun.

It was my job to know. You couldn't have
known, Carl.

None of us could have known that.

We're only human.

Wasn't your fault, Carl.

Stop hating yourself.

No one else does.

How could you not hate me?

I did, for a long time.

But I wasn't thinking straight.

I know in my heart that it wasn't your
fault.

And I'm telling you that I forgive you.

Pain is gone.

After all this time, there is no more
pain left inside me.

We create guilt from our disasters.

But in your forgiveness, I forgive
myself.

Where did he go?

Where he's been trying to go for a very
long time.

He just didn't know how to get there.

Until tonight.

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