All language subtitles for super_force_s02e05_instant_karma

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 super force.

Evening.

Evening.

My name is Max.

Have you all settled down?

Nice looking guy.

I'm going to bust him.

It's not that easy.

You.

Are you looking for the truth? Are you?

And you.

Do you have questions left begging for
answers?

Well, if you do, then you've come to the
right place for tonight.

Wisdom shall be laid before you.

Wisdom of the ages.

I've seen this a million times.

Now he's going to introduce some
channel, right?

I bet you're right. Some actor's going
to get up there and claim some ancient

spirit has entered his body and speak to
the crowd.

But before I bring out our spirit's
host, I want to remind you, do not

her. For she is simply a conduit and an
instrument through which he speaks to

us. Do we know our stuff or what? Did I
call it?

I'm surprised.

Ladies and gentlemen.

Your warm applause, please, for Crystal
Chandler.

Crystal Chandler?

That's your old girlfriend.

Hey, Zach, I thought you already saved
her from a cult.

What's going on?

Thank you, really.

But as Max told you, I'm as in awe of
his spirit that speaks through me as all

of you are.

I can't believe he singled me out as an
earthly vessel.

In fact, I would have never even known
had it not been for Max.

Let's get down to business.

Happy and best blessings to all of you.

It is I, Bobakaba, poet, Etruscan,
philosopher,

magician.

I bring you wisdom from beyond time.

That's good.

You may marvel at a man's knowledge, but
it is my knowledge that will lead us

into a new age, and that is marvelous.

We have some questions from the group,
Obakaba.

What?

Oh.

Very well.

Perhaps we could commence with an
exchange of questions and answers.

Yes.

I've been dating Richard, not his real
name, for three months, but I've begun

suspect he is cheating on me with my
best friend, Lana.

How can I possibly... Enough!

I come to you with wisdom from beyond
time, and yet you seek advice for the

supercilious blather?

Your followers have many concerns,
Hobakaba. Their concerns are as the

matter of swine. It offends me.

Hobakaba, please.

Wait.

Wait.

The astral plane is shifting.

I must depart.

Bless all of you.

Did he come?

Yeah.

Yeah. Yeah, he came.

I'm going to go talk to her.

Alone.

I'll see you back at the lab. All right.

Crystal.

I can't believe it. How could you be
involved in another cult? I just pulled

out of one.

That was different, Zach. This time it's
real.

This time it's different because you're
running the scam.

Bobakava is no scam.

He's truth. He's love.

He has knowledge from eons past.

He fought alongside Alexander the Great.
He made love to Cleopatra.

You want me to believe you?

Come with me.

All right, Crystal.

No recriminations.

No prejudices.

I have a completely open mind.

Make Babakova appear.

I can't control him. He appears when he
wants to.

Well, how did he appear on cue in the
meeting, then?

Max helped me.

He's been training me to enter and out
the state. And when I do, it makes it

easier for Babakova to manifest.

Max has trained you?

Must be some sort of post -hypnotic
suggestion.

No, Zach.

It's real.

The first time I channeled Babakova, it
was spontaneous.

Max was scared, but he recognized
Babakova's importance.

Importance? I don't get it. I saw
Babakova, and he sure didn't say much.

I have no way of knowing what Babakova
says.

When he comes, I'm somewhere else.

But I know he has wisdom to give.

But he doesn't give it freely.

I don't profit, Zach.

I don't take any money.

Where does all the money go, then?

To maintain the chateau, I guess. I
don't know.

Max handles all the finances.

That's it. Crystal, don't you get it?
Don't you see?

Max is just using you. He's got you
under some sort of post -hypnotic spell.

No!

Where is this place?

Who are you?

Who are you?

I am Bobakava.

Etruscan. Poet.

Philosopher. Physician.

From the first century.

Mr. H, did you get a reading?

She pulled the fences off too quickly.

And what matter of being is this?

I beg your pardon. My name is E .B.

Hungerford.

A consciousness without material form.

Surely you must be a Dior.

Perhaps you are a god.

Well, I wouldn't go that far, but I do
have my moments.

And is this a chess game, I perceive?

Do you play?

I haven't had a decent game since I
challenged the Emperor Nero.

That's a game I played earlier.

Checkmate in three moves.

I think not.

This game has yet to be concluded.

Good Lord, you've... you've saved it,
haven't you?

Night to Queen's Pool.

FX, when I touched her, I felt something
like a... a presence.

That isn't Crystal.

Come on, Zack, be for real.

Look, psychotics, people in hypnosis,
it's possible for them to change their

brainwave pattern.

She's under some sort of altered state.

That's what you're feeling.

Is that what it is?

One more thing.

What? Crystal doesn't know how to play
chess.

Checkmate.

Astounding. In another life, I might
have called you friend.

Crystal.

Did he come?

I... I don't know.

Crystal, I do not appreciate you
wandering off like that.

Now, exactly who is this man?

I told you, he's an old boyfriend,
that's all.

Well, Crystal, it's just that we've been
doing so well getting you into the

alpha state that I'm afraid that any
outside interferences may jeopardize

we've already accomplished.

Do you understand?

Yeah.

I would be nothing without Babakova.

Could we try another relaxation session?

Of course.

Are you ready?

Yes.

Crystal, can you hear me?

Yes.

You are in a deep, mesmerismic state,
and you will do anything I say.

Now, when you awake, you will trust me,
Kristen.

Only me.

You will continue to pretend to channel
Babakaba on my command, and you will

continue to believe that he is real.

Is that clear?

Yeah.

Zack! It's completely possible that
Crystal believes all this is real.

It's quite common with meta -hypnosis.

Mr. H, Zack's got a point.

What about that chess game you lost?

A radio implant could put her in
communication with another computer.

A computer that could beat you, E .B.?
Look, I'm telling you, I felt another

presence inside her.

And I'm telling you, your new
perceptions are just responding to an

state. All right, fine.

Where are you going?

To prove you wrong.

Eric LeGrand.

Elliott Friedman.

Jack Palmer.

Oh, no.

I can't believe I was wrong.

Crystal, my innocence, it is I,
Bobakova, Etruscan poet,

scholar, gourmet.

Bobakova?

How can I hear you?

How can you speak through me if I'm not
in a trance?

I can do anything I want.

But why have you come to me now?

I came through you, my sweet, that I
might impart my wisdom of the ages to

generation.

But instead they thwart my goals and
mock me with their mundane inquiries.

I'm sorry.

What can I do?

I'm going to give you my wisdom, child,
so that my knowledge will not be

wasted.

You would do that?

Be silent and listen.

Your children are not your children.

What? There is more.

Forget your past mistakes, for today
begins the first day.

of the rest of your remaining days.

Wow.

Early to bed, early to rise, makes a man
healthy, wealthy, and wise.

Lobakova, you're the best.

She's nuts.

Yes, I am afraid she's cracked.

That's a shame, too. She was most
convincing.

Well...

I guess you'll just have to commit
suicide.

No, Zack.

You were right.

But I saw it. It was a hypnosis machine.

It looked almost identical to the one we
confiscated back in June when we busted

that eco -carnival.

Listen to the man, Zack.

That machine might keep her under Max's
control.

But a bark of her is real. What? I
analyzed the chess game we played.

Those idiosyncratic moves were
unmistakable.

They match the strategy of a first
century poet and mathematician which my

banks identify as Baklava.

Baklava? That's a dessert.

No, it was recorded wrong by a scribe
back then. Then a mistake was handed

through translation. The man's real name
is... Babakava.

You were right, Zack.

Your fences were absolutely correct.

And technically, Max isn't involved in
any fraud.

No, it's not a fraud.

But it's worse.

Do you remember the names Jack Palmer,
Elliot Friedman, and Eric Grant?

LeGrand was that oil guy who committed
suicide. They are all suicide victims.

All terribly rich ones.

And they were all followers of Abakava.

He left their entire state over to Max
Hovland.

Uh -oh.

That's too much coincidence.

But how did Max engineer suicide?

Uh... The Mesmer machine.

Yeah, right.

The time has come for the changing of
the baton.

Relax.

Relax.

Now you will do exactly as I say.

You will not be able to channel Babakova
tonight.

You will try, but you will fail.

And this failure will bring you great
anguish.

And in your anguish, you will rush to my
bodyguard, Ferris.

Grab his gun.

And then you will kill yourself.

Relax.

Relax.

You will do as I say.

Do you understand?

Yes.

Ladies and gentlemen, may I present
Babakaba.

Let him come, Crystal.

I can't.

I can't.

I can't.

He'll never come again.

I've failed.

Crystal? Careful now, Crystal. Now, what
are you doing with that?

Put it away, Crystal.

I have to.

Crystal, stop.

Babakava is gone.

I'm nothing now. That's not true. Listen
to me.

Max is the fraud. He has hypnotized you.
He hypnotized a lot of people into

signing over their wills to him, then
they kill themselves.

Don't listen to this man. He is a
heretic. He is an unbeliever. Max is a

But Babakava is real.

Babakava, don't let her do this.
Harrison.

Crystal,

now stop it.

You have to do as I say. I am not
Crystal. I am Bobakova, poet, Etruscan

and jury.

No, see, there is no such person as
Bobakova.

You are Crystal, and you must do as I
say. Now put down that gun.

You are wrong. I do indeed exist. You've
exploited me and occluded my message

for your own profit. You will die.

Vakava, if you let Crystal pull that
trigger, she'll have to stand trial for

murder.

He is real.

Now you will die.

You're not ready for my wisdom.

I will depart and return.

sometime later.

Farewell.

Bless you all.

Did he come?

Yeah, he came. He went.

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