All language subtitles for super_force_s01e12_come_home_to_die

What's going on out there?

We're in trouble here. Just be cool.

Whatever it is, I can't get in.

You know what I would have done?

You would have made it up home.

We didn't open that door for anything.

We've got to protect that guard dog.

I can't breathe.

I can't breathe.

Move. Tactics.

My darling, that's beautiful.

That's how the days and nights of
sacrifice rolled into one fistful of

deadly life.

It is the year 2020, and the world has
changed.

In 2020, times

are tough. This man's tougher.

Monsieur Hungerford, I have for you a
pièce de résistance.

Hopefully, to your liking.

Ah, the Browns.

Some people criticize these
orchestrations as being too dense, but I

that. You would.

Listen, Mr. H, why don't you try
listening to music in real time for a

You'll grok these things in a
microsecond.

You're supposed to save a music slowly,
like fine wine or a fine woman.

More data on wine and women has been
deleted from my memory banks than you

ever know.

Oh, well, I'm about to rectify that.
Tonight, I have a mega date.

With whom?

Miss PVC 2017.

Into plastic, sir?

Press it.

What the...

I'm sure glad I was wearing a suit, man.

It's all I thought was a flash of light.

I don't even know what it was.

Well, whatever it was, sure did a number
on there.

You sure you don't want us to call a
doctor?

You look terrible.

No, thanks, Hebe.

You sure?

Yeah, yeah, I'm fine.

Um, what about the suit?

Well, I'm gonna have to run a check on
all the circuits here.

It's pretty messed up.

Lock me in.

I'll perform a diagnostic.

Right.

Man, I'm lucky to be alive.

Hey, Zach, you have any idea who did
this? No.

What about the M .O., E .B.? Let her
check on that. I already did.

Negative.

All right.

Let me ask around downtown, see what I
can find out.

Man, I sure hope this thing's under
warranty.

Okay, Mr. H.

I do wish you'd quit staring at me.

The watched part and all that.

Don't you have some sort of important
date? Yeah, that's right.

Well, run along then. This is going to
take a while.

But... I'll page you.

See you.

That was easy.

I love these modern conveniences.

It's the cash.

Oh, no, look.

The money's all burned up. Who cares?

It's a couple of million when you get a
credit card like this.

I'm going back and forth.

When I finally realized it was a simple
matter of rewriting the amnion circuits

along the periphery of the board using
the xenon tubing I just threw away.

I guess you're not interested in things
like that.

You know what? You remind me of my first
electronics professor.

I used to have this incredible crush on
him, but he didn't know it. I would go

anywhere he wanted and do anything he
said.

Really?

Are you hungry?

Starving.

A crime wave commenced throughout the
city earlier today when terrorists

hijacked an advanced piece of weaponry.
Using it just a few hours ago, they

broke into this bank, destroying
millions of dollars of the city's assets

process.

What is this? It's a friend of mine.

The only clue police have as to the
identity of the terrorists...

is this strange symbol spray -painted on
the floor of the bank.

What now?

Gotta go. I thought we were supposed to
go back to your place and study Xenon.

Tell me.

Oh, baby, maybe some other time. I'm
sorry.

Believe me.

I'm sorry.

You know, Mr. H, we all do things we
regret later on. Yes, yes. But regret is

weight you needn't carry, my son.

You don't understand.

The man behind the bank job, the
hijacking, it's a guy named Brick Boss.

What makes you so certain?

He left his symbol on the floor of the
bank.

I saw it on the news.

If it hadn't been for me, he'd have been
in jail years ago.

I kept my mouth shut.

I kept the code of silence.

I was a member of his gang.

What I knew about him could have put him
away for a long, long time.

But I figured, let the past rest in
peace.

But it never does, does it?

What are you doing?

Just need a second.

A telemetry cartridge.

Track me, Mr. H. I'm going to find Brick
Boss.

You're acting out of a misguided sense
of personal responsibility.

No. I'm not that sensitive.

It's just that I know these people.

And I can get on the inside in my old
neighborhood.

Maybe I can talk to Brick Boss and
reason with him before it's too late.

I must protest.

Okay, okay. Protest all you want, Mr. H.
Just track me and send Zack Dress.

Hey.

Yeah. Where are you going?

You can't come in here.

This is off limits to scientists.

Yeah, I know.

Yo, where you going there, bud?

You're not from this neighborhood, are
you?

Yes, I am. I am what?

From this neighborhood. I don't
recognize you.

You look like a cider to me.

What you got in your pocket?

Money.

That's good.

Let's have some.

Wait a minute, I know this game.

A toll, right?

Yeah, an exit toll.

If you want to get out of here alive,
you gotta pay.

I want to speak to Brick Boss.

Who?

Tell him FX wants to see him.

We don't know any, Brick Boss.

Well, if I was you, I would tell him the
message and let him decide what to do.

He shouldn't have come.

We need to talk, Brick.

Check him out.

A microphone?

It's not a microphone.

It's a tracking device.

I thought you wanted to talk.

I guess you lied.

You don't talk to a guy like this brick
bot.

FX once ran in the same gang. I tried to
stop him, but it's okay. I've been

tracking him with telemetry.

I can guide you straight to him.

Yeah, but it's not too late.

You know, I found out down at the
precinct what they stole.

A photocomet launcher.

You know what that is, E .B.? A
photocomet is a magnetically generated

photoplasmic entity.

You nailed it.

Pure, amplified, condensed light.

Any weapon that could fire a photocomet
would have a devastating impact.

You're telling me.

What are you doing, Zack?

The suit's not operational yet.

Well, how long will it take?

It shouldn't take more than another
hour.

The effect might not have that long.

I've got to go without him.

There should be an alley to the north on
this app.

That's where the signal is coming from.

Are you sure about this?

Yes.

We're very close.

Practically on top of him.

All right.

This whole thing stinks, E .B.

It's like a dead end up ahead.

EB? I see that your signals came
together.

You found him, correct?

Yeah, correct.

I found him.

Is he all right?

Yeah, he's a bath real bad.

That's it, Zack.

Now, connect the silver diode to the
threshold fuse via the blue terminal

6000 X.

But whatever you do, don't attach it to
the green terminal.

Or else.

Or else what?

Oh, look.

I'd feel a whole lot better if FX were
doing this.

So would I.

All right, EB, look.

I got an idea.

Do you have a record of all the
movements of the telemetry cartridge

time that FX left here and when I found
the dog?

Yes, I do.

Good.

Pinpoint the coordinates where the
signal remains stationary the longest.

That should probably be where FX ran
into trouble.

Zack. What?

An excellent example of clear, concise
thinking.

Thanks.

What am I going to do with you, huh?

Kill him. Shut up.

I don't know anything.

Me and him, we go way back.

I haven't decided what I'm going to do
yet.

Look, the way I see it, you still owe
me.

What's he talking about?

He was in the Plex.

At his trial, he kept his mouth shut or
I would have been in there with him.

We were just a couple of kids.

Hey, I want to show you something.

You remember this?

He made this for me.

I could call anywhere in the world for
free.

Quit working about three months ago.
Maybe that's why you're down here.

To fix it for me.

Now, I think you know why I came here,
Brick. This thing's gone far enough.

You're going to hurt a lot of people.
You want that on your conscience?

It doesn't bother me.

You're going to get hurt, Brick.

You're going to have to deal with
Superforce. I'm scared.

He's dead.

No, he's not. It's not going to work.

I'm not afraid of Superforce or anyone
else, as long as I have this.

You know, I'm a good guy.

Am I a good guy?

Yeah.

The best.

I believe in the freedom of choice.

So I'm going to give you three choices.

A, you die slow.

B, you die quick.

C, you throw in with us. It would be
just like the old times.

Only bigger and better.

With my new firepower and your computer
knowledge, we'd be a force to be

reckoned with.

Anything we want.

Now, which is it going to be?

Between those three choices?

I think I'll take C.

I told you this guy was smart.

Now, you're not just saying that, are
you? Because you don't want to get

No, I'm tired of being poor and honest.

Well, just to make sure that you're
sincere.

I want you to do a little favor for me.

What's that?

I want you to kill him for me.

You're kidding.

I'm dead serious.

I can believe I found it. The signal
stayed here for several minutes early on

the journey.

X marks the spot.

Great. Now, is the suit ready?

As I warned you before, this is only a
makeshift repair.

There are components that, by rights,
should be replaced.

Look, E .V., I know what a perfectionist
you are.

But all I want to know is, will it work?

Well, yes and no.

The force shield generator is
functional.

But just barely.

At best, it can only absorb one blast
from the photocomet launcher.

But...

Then you'll be unprotected.

Well, not quite.

What is that?

It's my lucky Martian crystal.

You're joking.

Nope. I'm worried.

But I'm going.

Bad move.

Looks like you came home to die.

Okay, okay, the fun's over.

Say goodbye, old pal.

Party's over.

It'll be over in a flash.

Are

you

all right?

Yeah, I think so.

Hey, listen, I really want to thank you
for saving my life.

What are you talking about?

Thanks for saving mine.

What do you mean?

I wouldn't have been here to save you if
you hadn't saved me previously.

Look, stop. Hold it.

I'll tell you what.

You fix the suit, and we'll just call it
even. Deal?

It's a deal.

Viacom.