All language subtitles for Starhyke s01e03 Kill Jill

Our mission continues as we search for
the whereabouts of the Reptids and their

mothership. I'm worried about the sanity
of my crew. They're all losing focus

and reprimands are on an increase.

I've just had to confiscate something
called an Xbox from Dottie's quarters?

Whenever I want some attention, he seems
more interested in beating someone up

than showing me any kind of love.

But don't you understand?

I love you, Mork.

I want to sit down with you. Why don't
you love me?

Sorry. Are you all right, Chief? Mom?

Rick?

Forgive me.

I have to.

Who would believe that so many alien
ships from so many galaxies visited

Donnie. Donnie.

Didn't we wipe them out?

Ah, yes, and we did destroy the entire
race, but that was in the future, so

wouldn't have happened yet as we are now
in the past, and therefore they are

still very much here and still very much
alive.

Donnie. Trying to make sense of temporal
mechanics is just going to put a fuse

in your submatrix again, and we only
recently repaired it, so could you just

me one little favor and don't think?

We are sorry, Captain.

It seems we're having enough trouble as
it is adjusting to our emotions, let

alone what time period it is.

However, after accessing our records, it
would appear to us that aliens have

been visiting the Earth for thousands of
years.

That would explain Oprah.

Even dealing in plants and mineral life.
How interesting.

I just want to know whether arctic
terrorists are hiding out.

Well, we're trying to locate them.

But it's not easy.

Alien abductions and sightings are rife
in this time period. They could be

anywhere.

And since we can't locate the reptid
ship, it's either not on Earth or it

-flipped. Captain?

Yep? Permission to return to Earth and
take some more readings? Yeah, that

be necessary, little chief.

I just have this feeling that we're
missing something.

This is just so frustrating!

I refuse to give in to this affliction.
It'll take more than a reptid to force

me to my knees. Just calm down, Wolf,
all right?

Look, we're all affected by what these
reptids did to us, but you've just got

learn how to keep your emotions in
control.

Look, you're just too low -ranked for me
to worry about every moment you're on

patrol. But I can give it up.

I can spend my time doing something
else.

I'm very adaptable.

No, it won't work. It's for the best.

Classy, Cropper. What?

Oh, sit on it.

Get a grip.

I've just been practicing my sawing and
stitchy -stitch routine on one of

Wolfe's victims.

My, my. What a temper you have, Wolfe.
No wonder your kind destroyed each

Oh, now, now.

Doctor, do you have any good news for
us?

Well, I know you've all been feeling a
little stranger recently.

So what do you want me to do about it,
Doctor? Let me finish, my angry, big,

breasted friend.

Don't push your luck, Doctor.

Yes. Well, the question is, what do we
do next?

Well, we have been scanning the Earth's
surface for signals, and we have found

that...

The leopard approaches its prey
stealthily,

cautiously. He shoved the worm on the
edge of the fishing hook. Now you've got

yourself a dank and butter bite there,
Steve.

I'm aware tonight it's still raining.

Where do I find these tablets, Doctor?
Right next door.

Calling for medical research, of course.

We have discovered... Several locations
have been found where such alien

communications take place regularly.

This could indicate a meeting place for
the wreckage.

Why, that's absolutely wizard news,
Dottie. News?

Ah, my news.

Yes. I remember in my youth.

Oh, my sweet youth.

I remember when I was at the Senate
College for those of extremely

intelligence. Oh, out with it, Doctor.
Captain, please.

We're on the bridge.

Out with what you have to say.

Oh, what I have to say, yes.

Well, we were told stories about when
aliens visited the Earth and worked

undercover.

They liked probing and poking all manner
of creatures.

Female bovines were particularly
popular.

These aliens were masterminds. They were
lords, sentinels, knights, immortals,

whose souls ruled forever.

Ah, no!

Mummy.

Is there something else you wanted to
share, Doctor?

Captain, please, not in front of the
crew.

But don't worry. If we could find an
alien information database, we could

a cure, and then we could be back to our
logical, boring, stuffy old selves in

no time.

Cropper, did you hear anything he said?

He's got a point, Captain.

Yeah, but his doesn't preoccupy him.

Duh. Well, maybe we do need to go to the
surface and take those readings after

all. I agree, Chief. And Stryker was
right.

If we could scan the alien hub below,
and with the help of the computer, we

could probably narrow down the location,
and then we could go down there and

check it out. Get on it, Donnie. Aye,
aye, Captain.

We're going this way, not this way.

I'm sorry, Wolf.

I didn't mean to.

Don't be angry, Wolf.

Not with us. We're just the maintenance
correction facilitator engineers.

You know we wouldn't do anything to
offend you.

What is it, hologram?

May I advise you, Captain, that it may
be advisable not to trust the computer,

considering its present state of
emotional fragmentation.

Oh, I see. So you think I should
override the computer and give control

Is that it? Is that a hologram? How do I
know you're not affected? I am totally

independent of the ship and have no
human emotion. Apart from Dottie's

side and myself, of course.

Everyone and everything seems to be
mentally and emotionally unstable,

I see your point.

Hologram.

Stick around in case I need you. Of
course, Captain.

You can rely on me.

Because you would not like it when I am
angry!

For a moment there, Reginald Duck, I
thought you'd upset her.

I think we need to discuss your earlier
behaviour on the bridge.

My honour was insulted.

Easy, Will. Calm down.

How can you ask me to calm down? You
can't keep putting crew members in

babe. My ancestors would have ripped his
arms out of his bloody socket and

beaten him to death with his own bloody
limbs.

Calm! This is calm!

Perhaps he's going to put you in the
brig.

He should not have done what he did.

My ancestors would have tortured him for
weeks, keeping him alive only to feel

the pain of the handkerchief's leather
whip, striking against his naked, torn

flesh, then to have tack larval worms
eating into his face and his neck and

working their way through his optic
nerve.

He spilt your coffee.

It was good coffee.

we shouldn't.

I promise I'll call.

Can I borrow that chair?

Captain, we have isolated and traced the
location of a powerful alien individual

whose life pattern is unrecognizable.

I don't know, Dottie. Do you think it's
worth investigating?

We do, Captain. We've also located a
reptid in the nearby vicinity.

Hmm. Have Chief Engineer Sally put
together a landing party for an

investigation. Make sure they look
inconspicuous.

Sally and I have designed these special
visors to fit in with 21st century

fashion. That way you can use your
gauntlet without being detected.

Now remember to set your gauntlets onto
alien detection, not x -ray.

We want to know who we're looking at,
not what they have in their pants.

Are you listening to me, Cropper?

They seem to be working. So, Mr.
Christian, the Molliport is fully

correct? Sure is, Captain.

Excellent. I certainly wouldn't want to
end up with a foreign body in my body.

There you go again, Captain. Wishful
thinking. Focus on your objective. That

not what I meant, Doctor. I...

Where's everybody?

Well, it appears that Molly's still
working.

Right,

gather round.

It appears that what we're looking for
is this way. So, guys, you stay in the

store. Ladies, you're with me.

What do you people want?

This area is forbidden.

Go. Now.

Or suffer the consequences of your
misguided curiosity.

What are you doing?

Don't you know the first lesson of
combat? You never make the first move.

You're supposed to know that.

Damn it, I'm an engineer, not a bouncer.

We're looking for something and we
believe it's in this immediate area.

and your men please step aside?

I am Jill, guardian to the mighty
Oracle.

No one enters.

Except... me.

No, no, no, nothing to say.

Who are you, and how dare you barge in
on my

2025th birthday?

I think I'd like to know who you are
first, old man.

Ah, the impatience of you.

I am the Oracle to the Lords of
Pyramids, the son of a hero who created

stopped the Earth from shaking.

Yada, yada, yada. Okay, the name's
Blowhard. Captain Belinda Blowhard.

Your cyborg is choking.

You think I'd fall for that one?

We're from the distant future, pal. You
think I'd fall for that old chestnut?

Your cyborg is choking on my cake.

Dottie, how many times do we have to
tell you? If you shove it in your mouth

at once, it will make you choke.

Captain,

we're receiving very strange readings
from this room.

We'll have them analysed and send them
back to the ship's computer.

Do you think all of us could just focus
here for a second?

Sir, I think that you can help us. We
need to find a way to reverse something

that the Reptiles have done to us.

I know what you desire.

I know everything.

Well, if you know everything, then how
come you didn't know who we were? Is

chocolate cake?

Disturbing my birthday?

Just my jolly question.

I will tell you what you want to know.

He will cut it onto a CD for you. Will
you feed me my cake alone?

Aye. Don't thank me. I know I saved the
day. He looked bloody dangerous.

Aye. That hurt.

When you stop shooting, you will never
know anything.

Captain, I've been watching the data
from Dottie, and there's just been a

energy peak from your location.

The room you are in is in fact a ship,
and it's getting ready to take off.

I suggest you leave the vicinity.

In 30 seconds, we'll be gone with the
criminal jerk -offs.

Where's the disc?

Let's go.

Ox, we're out of here.

Fully interactive man.

Right, Dottie.

Access that data and find us a cure.

We believe it to be in code.

Seems to be in some format that our
equipment cannot read properly.

I don't get it.

Neither do I. But I'm going to.

Don't turn it off.

I haven't finished my popcorn yet.

Somebody bring me that ruptured. Maybe
he has some more useful information for

me.

Well, come on!

I will tell you nothing.

You're going to end up with me for two
hours with just my handkerchief, leather

whip, striking against your naked, torn
flesh.

I'll tell you everything you need to
know. I want to know your plans for my

people and a cure for the damage that
you've done to our neurological

Daddy, I'm a cook, not a
neuropsychologist.

A cook?

Really? You'll not be able to make those
fantastic cakes.

We believe we could grow fond of eating
such desserts.

Desert, you could die on those plates.

From scanning our internal
biomechanisms, it would appear to us to

one would require 155 grams of butter,
175 grams of caster sugar, four eggs

beaten lightly. Poor bastard.

Dottie! Enough!

Just store the recipe in your memory
banks and we'll discuss it later, okay?

I want that information, I want it now!

Dottie, can you get me that disc? I'd
like to further evaluate it in my

quarters. Thank you very much.

All right. Where is your ship hiding,
Repton? What were you doing in that shop

and what are your plans?

Dottie, the disc!

Fine, I'll tell you everything, even
where there's far shit. You see, I knew

were more than just a cook.

Cropper, help her get the disc!

Bravo, Zulu, Cropper. Excellent work.
You've been a tremendous help today.

That is not fair.

I'm going to go and do something.

Excellent idea.

Why me?

Why now?

Dottie, arrange for somebody to clean up
this mess.

Why us?

Why now?

Bobby, clean it up.

This thing had better still play.

Goodness, that's not in the rule book.
Here, we have rooms for that.

Music centre.

Can I have soft music?

Hello?

I'm going to make you want to die, die.

I'll take you higher.

I'm going to make you want to die, die.

I'll take you higher.

Oh.

Did your man go down on you?

Yeah.

You better pass out.