All language subtitles for golden_years_s01e05_second_chance

I'll stick with you, baby, for a
thousand years.

Chewing these golden gears.

Golden gears.

Got

a

bad flu that's a good kid.

Yes, sir, but there's heavy static.

Never mind the static.

This is Ohio State Police Captain Marsh.

Is this Andrews?

This is Ohio State Police Captain Marsh.

Is this Andrews? Can you clear that up?

Not if you want to keep this connection
secure.

Give me that.

This is Andrews.

What's your situation, Captain?

Say it again, please.

What is your situation?

Turn up the gain on that, son.

I haven't got much gain left, Captain.

Then give me what you got.

We've got three dangerous fugitives down
there, and we're up here playing with

ourselves.

Andrews, are you getting me?

Are you getting me?

Yes,

good enough.

Now tell me what your situation is.

The man I talked to in Washington said
you'd say a word.

That word is castigate.

Now tell me what your situation is.

God, I hate this bureaucratic bull.

The cruiser you're looking for is parked
on an old rail bed in the town of

Greenbush. We verified the license
number, the markings, and a scratch on

right rear door.

Where is Greenbush?

Western Ohio.

Now we got three people in it.

Not moving.

It could be cooping.

Sleeping?

That's only my estimate, Mr. Andrews. I
don't think they're playing possum, but

they're good.

So, Mr.

Andrews, what are your instructions?

My instructions are... Hey.

What the hell are you doing in here,
mister?

My job.

You have no access to the communication
facilities of this installation?

I'm afraid he does.

Who the hell are you?

My name is Burton.

He's taking over from here.

Really?

So answer my question.

What do you think you're doing in here?

Mr. Andrews has been put in charge of
the search and recovery operation by the

Secretary of Defense.

I thought you had been informed.

Recovery? Is that what you intend?

Of course, General. What else?

Andrews, have we lost you?

Not at all, Captain Marsh.

I want your men to open up on the tires
and lower body of that car.

Keep away from the gas tank.

I copy.

You're going to flush three people.

Two women, one older than the other.

And a man roughly aged 60.

If we fire at the body of that cruiser
with scatter guns, we may wound some of

them. Just don't hit the old man.

What about the others?

Waste them.

You can't do that, you damn butcher.

Well, General, you look like you're in
pretty good shape to me.

If knocking a couple of my teeth out is
worth a drumhead court -martial, go for

it.

You know exactly what I said and what I
meant, Captain Marsh.

Do you copy?

Do you copy my instructions, Captain
Marsh?

I copy.

I can read you just fine.

Get back to me.

There he is.

Report back to me after the smoke
clears.

I couldn't stand to miss the final
chapter.

Well, I'll be in touch.

Are you going to do it, Captain?

Good God, no.

That scum Bucket wants anybody wasted,
he can do it himself.

Then why... Because I'm tired of
crapping around.

If they wake up, maybe we will have to
shoot.

When the Ohio cop comes back online...
We'll get a light, sir.

Good.

This isn't over.

Of course not, General.

We still have a lot of work to do with
Mr. Williams.

But as for your pet terrier, you're a
filthy son of a bitch.

It's just as well he was a party pooper.

We're going far away with this, Bozo.

Tear up the tires and tear up the ground
in front of the car.

I don't want any holes in the car.

I don't want anyone shot.

I see any holes in the car and I find
out who put them there, the person's

to be scraping up road pizza on a night
shift.

One year for each hole. You got it? Yes,
sir.

Until and unless we learn otherwise,
people in that car are asleep.

No danger to us.

But if they make a move against us, you
do what you have to do.

Arnie, Bill, left front, scatter guns.

Vinnie, Craig, right front, same.

Jack, Sean, rear tire, service
revivalers.

The rest of you, just stand and watch.

What about me, Captain?

Try not to pick your nose. And if you
forget, try not to park what you find on

your pants.

Huh?

Just back us up and wait, Dylan.

Move in on the wings.

Get to within 30 yards and stop.

That ought to be safe enough, shouldn't
it?

Take out the front tire? Sure.

Maybe we kick up a little dirt on the
first shot and get in the range, but so

what? That's why they issue pumps.

Everything will be just fine, Captain.
Yeah, that's what they told us in NUM.

Sean, Jack, think the ditches.

Get as close as you can.

I think there's snakes in those ditches.
Never mind the snakes.

Just make damn sure you don't put a hole
in the gas tank of that cruiser.

All right, wait for my signal. I'll drop
my hand.

All right, now, everybody, move out.

This is a whole lot different from range
practice.

My boys could have your attention for a
moment, please.

Who shut out the flasher bar?

Road pizza.

You, in the car.

Throw out your weapons and come out with
your hands up.

I'm going down there.

Uh, Captain, if someone in that car was
of a mind to start shooting, he could...

Shut your door, old lion.

You! You in the car!

I'm coming over.

I'm not carrying my gun.

I repeat, I'm not carrying my gun.

You're crazy.

Let's just stand down over here a
little.

You know?

Cool out.

Let's get to know each other.

will poke me till I cry.

Why don't we call Captain Marsh back
again?

No.

No, why not?

Because there are certain men you don't
push.

Not unless you want your head handed to
you in a liquor basket.

Mr. Andrews?

What have you got for us, Captain?

No,

no, my friend. You haven't lost me.

It's just that we don't get to shoot it
out with the three stooges every day of

the week.

They put three scarecrows in the
cruiser.

I think they named them for some fellas
who work for you.

Mr. Andrews! It

was

actually quite wise of him.

General Cruz to leave when he did.

I think if he had been here when that
happened, I might have ripped his face

off.

I'm not sure I understand what... What
happened?

They ditched the cruiser.

That's what happened.

I'm sorry about the radio. I seem to
have lost my temper, don't I?

Well, under the circumstances, it's...
If there's anything I can't stand more

than being laughed at, it's being sucked
up to by people who are scared of me.

But I am.

Sorry about the radio.

I am.

Do you want me to get back in touch with
Captain Marsh, or... I don't care what

you do.

Just leave me out of it.

For now.

I've got some thinking to do.

Say it's about time, wouldn't you?

I'll tell you what, though.

That bitch has jerked my chain for the
last time.

Think you can handle it, Hall?

Well, he's fine.

And it's the best way.

It's nuts. That's what it is.

I didn't come all this way to be
separated from you now.

They're looking for three people, Gina.

An elderly woman, an elderly man, and a
beautiful younger woman.

I don't remember hearing anything about
beautiful, Harl. I should get you to see

how scared she is.

I'm not scared.

It's just... What they're not looking
for is a man all on his own

and two women, mother and daughter,
taking the bus to Chicago.

I just don't want to be separated from
you, Harl. It feels wrong.

Is anybody getting on here? Because I
got a schedule with you.

Hold your horses, Max.

You promise?

Take care, Graham.

You bet, kiddo.

You remember the address of that place.

See that?

See you there.

Come on, Mom. We don't want to get left
on the side of the road, do we? Boy, I

hate the side of the roaders.

They're not like this on the Indiana
side, let me tell you. Drive the bus and

put your mouth in neutral. How does that
sound?

Yeah, yeah, you can't talk to me like
that.

So much.

I love you.

Bye, Nina.

Did she hurt something?

Yes.

Perfect. Then make it better.

You guys are as ugly as ever, aren't
you?

Still got your voice act up there,
Terry?

Of course you do.

Your mama didn't raise no fools, did
she?

Well... At least you'll have a record of
this if...

you ever get back here.

I came in here to think... It's the only
office at Falco.

I'm almost positive Andrews doesn't have
a key to it.

Almost.

I should have known you'd go rogue.

Yeah. For the first time, I... Got a
look at your friend that...

You dead yet, Terry?

I finished with the rewire on panel
four.

Very good.

We'll download the database in the
morning.

I still have some calculations that I
want to do tonight.

What should I start on now?

Nothing. That's it for today.

You can go home now if you want to.

Good night.

Thank you.

Well, I'll see you in the morning.

Felipe.

Yes, sir.

Lock the door when you leave.

This is Dr. Todd Hunter, and I... Yes,
I'll hold.

Yes?

I need a section of cable patch.

Yes.

And eight feet would do it.

Part number 4663.

What do you mean, what's it for?

It's for my work, you idiot!

I am not about to allow the
advancement...

of scientific endeavor grind to a halt
because I am two feet short of a proper

connection. Now get it over here
immediately.

Nobody's doing any thinking.

Plenty of running around, but no
thinking.

I had to take all the blame myself.

I was so sure I could catch them.

Reach out my hand.

And catch them.

Yeah, okay.

She clouded my judgment. I admit it.

This isn't the first time she's gotten
in my way.

Terry Spann and I go back a lot of
years.

But that's neither here nor there. The
question is, is where are they?

Where in hell's name are they going?

And who'd know?

Administration section, Mrs. Rogers
speaking.

Let me speak to Major Morland.

I'm sorry, Major Morland is updating his
files and can't be disturbed.

This is General Cruz, Mrs. Rogers.

If I'm not talking to Major Morland
within the next 15 seconds, you're going

finish your career as a staff liaison
officer commuting between Cambodia and

Iraq. General Cruz, I didn't recognize
your voice.

Just get him now.

Yes, sir.

I'll just, I'm not cutting you off. I'm
just going to put you on hold.

Thank you, sir.

Yeah, no problem. Where you headed?

Chicago. Ah, we think of the light, my
friend.

Dr.

Tarnhunter. What do you want?

I've got your cable.

Oh, good.

Give it to me.

Uh, I need your signature on some form.
I...

Don't have time for this. But I can't
release this without the proper

Do you have a pen?

Sure.

This one's from Andrew Moreland.

Over here. This pen is running out of
ink. Do you have another pen?

Yeah.

Let me hold this for you.

Do you think Copernicus had to put up
with this?

Galileo, Einstein.

Go away!

General Cruz.

Is that the complete Williams file?

Yes. It's bulky, but you said to bring
everything.

Including your memos and the last two
physical exams Williams took.

Now, as to this business about the
exams, General Cruz, I want you to know

it has never been my policy to
obstruct... I'm sure it wasn't.

Now, call Mrs. Rogers. Tell her to order
everyone to go home right now.

What? I want that administration wing
empty before they shut this place down.

You understand me?

Yes, sir.

That is.

When she yells frog, does everybody
jump, mister?

Oh, yes. Yes, sir, they do. Have her
yell frog at the top of her lungs.

And have her tell them no more calls are
to be answered today.

And if the phones ring, they're to let
them ring.

Have you got that? Yes, sir. Get on it.

Mrs. Rogers.

Moreland.

Major John Moreland.

I'll go claim. How may I direct your
call?

Same as last time.

Moreland, in administration.

Nobody picks up there.

Oh, that's really not possible.

Never mind, operator.

Get me extension 946.

Yes, sir.

Hello. Burton here.

Andrew's here.

I want you to go over to administration
and call me back.

What for?

Just get over there and call me back. Do
it now.

if there's anything I can do to help the
general.

Yeah, there sure is.

Power up Terry's computer.

Get connected with Central Records in
Washington.

I have no Central Records authorization,
General. I don't care about

authorization, Major.

Things have gone way past that point.

You mean to tell me you can't get into
Central Records?

That you don't spend half your time
nosing around, seeing what you can find

I bet you even had a look at my files,
for that matter.

General Cruz, I would never, never, Can
you get in, or can't you?

Well, I do happen to have a password,
which, if it hasn't changed, and there's

modem on this van's computer console...
There is.

Do it.

How we doing, Major?

I'm in.

The code word still works.

I'll find Harlan Williams' file.

Yes, sir.

I want your pilot.

Believe me.

What? You heard me.

Do it!

I know this offends every instinct of
your bank clerk's soul, Major.

But if Jude Andrews hasn't gotten air
out of us, he's only one step behind.

Andrews? That scary guy with the dead
eyes? What's he got to do with this?

I mean, I couldn't even find his name in
the...

That's right.

He's shop major.

And you won't find any shop personnel on
any file mere mortals like us can

access.

There's just one man in all the world
you'd less like to have on your tail.

And that's me.

That's piracy. That's theft.

That's vandalism.

It's against the law. You can go to
jail.

It's not a suggestion, Warren.

It's an order.

What?

I refuse the order.

Hello. Uh, hello. I told you to call me.

What's the matter with you, Curtin? You
been taking dumb pills again?

They're all gone. Most of the computers
are still on, but the people who were

supposed to be working them are gone.

It's like a ghost ship in here.

How did you know?

Never mind how I knew.

Now listen and listen closely.

Our friend General Cruz.

He was possibly under the influence of
his idiot protege.

He's also going rogue.

Cruz? Shut up.

There's either something in the
janitor's file to indicate where they're

or Cruz thinks there is.

He's trying to wipe them out, all of
them, before we have a chance to get

You have hard copy on the janitor's
file, don't you?

Tell me you have hard copy.

Hard copy on the janitor's file.

Why would I have a hard copy on the
janitor's file?

You don't.

I don't.

Never mind.

Don't talk anymore. Just sit down at one
of those computer terminals.

Get central records in Washington.

If we're lucky, very lucky, we may be
able to get to that file before Cruz has

chance to send it the day to heaven.

But how do you know that Cruz... I know.

I know.

If you ever intend to have children, get
me that file.

Major Moran, either that file gets
deleted or you do.

Well, if you put the order in writing,
General Cruz, I suppose.

Burton, if you screw this up...

Should have it in writing.

When Major Morland deleted Harlan
Williams' files from Central Records, he

following my orders. Signed, General
Crude. There.

Are you satisfied, Major?

Yes. Now, if you could just date him.
I'll date him later. Just do it. All

right.

What if who's just trying to get in now?

I better lock it up before I delete it.

Better to be safe.

What's today's code term?

Today's word.

Today's word.

It's, uh, something, something, uh,

uh, something to do with birds,
something to do with that.

These words is, uh... Sparrowhawk!

Sparrowhawk! Sparrowhawk.

Go back. Sparrowhawk is two R's. Two
R's.

What is going on here? And who the hell
are you?

Just a minute.

No, don't move.

Listen, I am authorized to be here,
okay?

No.

No, no, no, no.

Look, look, look, look. I need to see
some identification, okay?

Now, do you see this red border around
this badge, my meddling friend? Do you

see that?

Yes, sir, and if you'd have been wearing
it in the first place, you'd have saved

us both a lot of trouble.

I'm sorry to have bothered you.

Not half as sorry as I am.

Uh, sir?

Do you know where everybody else is?

No, not at all.

But I do know one thing.

Sir?

I wish I were with him.

It's done.

Good. Let's go, Major. We got places to
go.

Where?

Chicago.

Windy City, that toddlin' town.

I can't go to Chicago.

This is our square dancing night. My
wife would kill me.

No, she won't.

But I know who might.

How are you gonna explain to Jude
Andrews why you deleted vital

so desperate to get his hands on?

Oh, no.

No, this isn't gonna do you any good.

The Department of the Interior will have
a complete pile on Williams.

All I'm trying to do is to tie Jude
Andrews up long enough to give us a good

head start.

We'll need one.

But... I have your orders. I have your
written orders.

Just how much difference do you think
this little piece of paper is going to

make to that psycho?

Afternoon, Major Moreland.

Are you all right?

Yes.

I'm fine.

May I have your keys, sir?

What for?

I need to look in the trunk.

What for?

I'm just following orders, sir.

Everything seems to be in order, sir.

It does?

I suggest you get moving while you can,
sir.

Thank you, son.

Time remains life.

And this one is for Central Records.

This one is for Mrs. Rogers' file.

This one is for legal.

And this one is your own personal.

Warning. This is an improper connection.

We have sent the wiring sequence book
for proper installation.

Improper connections can result in
serious.

Could result in serious.

Scientific achievement.

Serious.

Very serious.

What are you looking at?

Just the end of the day.

You're worried about Harlan.

Oh, Harlan can take care of himself.

He once beat a man to his knees because
the man who was standing outside the

door of a bar made suggestive remarks
about my legs.

Harlan was very protective of my honor.

And he was very young, of course.

He must have loved you very much.

We loved each other very much.

Seems to me that in those days, the
world was filled with love.

We didn't have a pop to you know what
in, or a window to throw it out of, as

Harlan used to say.

But we hardly noticed.

He was young and strong, and we both
believed that there was plenty of time

him to go to college.

After his sisters finished their
schooling, he practically raised them,

know.

Told me.

What

is

happening to him, Miss Vance?

I mean, how can he be getting younger
like he is?

Do you think you could call me, Terry?

Yeah. All right. I guess I could do
that.

The experiments that Todd Hunter has
been running

in the particle accelerator that he
designed had something to

do with regeneration.

to turn back the clock.

Make living tissue get younger.

Something all the night dreams in the
world can't do.

And that's what's happening to Harlem.

Feels like we're making some good time,
mister.

Just past midnight and we're already
across the state line.

Those all?

Hey, mister.

Hey,

mister.

It was dark a second ago.

What's happening?

What's happening?

Oh,

man. Oh,

come on, God. Don't tell me you missed
this. The dashboard went all crazy. The

sun came back up.

green light.

It's him.

It's all because of him.