All language subtitles for The Outer Limits_S04E07_Josh.srt - 2

[Allison]
Mom, let's go, come on.

[Sarah] Allison,
don't go too far.

Mom, I'm fine.

Are you glad you have
your walking stick?

Huh, what are you
trying to say anyway
about your mom?

Nothing. Nothing.

Just saying that
she enjoys her walking stick.

Mom, hurry up, let's go.

It's not that big of a hike.

Allison, don't go too far.

Mom, I'm fine.

-[screaming]
-Allison!

[screaming]

-Mom, please!
-Hold on, I'm coming.

I'm coming.

Allison!

Allison! Help!

Somebody help me!

Honey, are you okay?

Wake up, baby,
wake up.

Oh, come on, baby.

Wake up.

Help!

Somebody help me!

Here, let me help you.

Oh, my God, thank you.

We got to get her
out of here.

-Don't.
-We got to get help.

I'll watch her.
You go.

[screams]
I'm not leaving her alone.

Look, I was a medic
in the army.

I know what I'm doing.
But you've got to get help.
Go.

Oh, my God,
is she going to--

She's going to be fine,

but you've got to go, now.

Trust me.

[growling softly]

[gasping]

[voice whispering indistinctly]

[Allison moans softly]

[Josh] That was
a nasty fall you took.

[man] Did you see that?

Jesus Christ.

[Control Voice]
There is nothing wrong
with your television.

Do not attempt
to adjust the picture.

We are now controlling
the transmission.

We control the horizontal
and the vertical.

We can deluge you with
a thousand channels

or expand one single image

to crystal clarity and beyond.

We can shape your vision
to anything

our imagination can conceive.

For the next hour,
we will control
all that you see and hear.

You are about to experience
the awe and mystery

which reaches from
the deepest inner mind
to The Outer Limits.

[Control Voice]
They say seeing
is believing.

But the true question is

what do you believe
you've seen?

You can see why I wanted
you to come down
and explain this.

Either this is
the world's greatest hoax,
or something amazing happened.

She was just
knocked unconscious.

What about you, honey?

Remember anything
funny happening?

Do you think
he brought you
back to life?

Uh-huh.

Tell me what
you remember.

I remember

I was, like, falling,
and then...

I saw this bright light

and I felt like
I was going towards it.

And the light got bigger
and brighter,

then there was this blue light,
and it got really bright too.

And then this man
stepped out of it.

He smiled,

and when I opened up my eyes...

I saw Josh.

And what did this man
look like?

Like an angel.

You think you saw an angel?

What else could it have been?

[man on TV] God does move
in mysterious ways,

but who are we to understand
the mysteries of God?

Todd?

Todd?

Oh, God.

Um, find out
everything you can

on this guy,
Josh Butler.

And get us a car.
We're gonna need one.

And call Braxton
at Clark Air Force base

to see if he's looked at
the copy of the video
I sent him

and if he believes in it
or not,

and if he hasn't, tell him
I'm going to kick his ass.

Excuse me, but does this mean
we get our check?

You may want to frame this.

-Come on.
-Coming.

We rolling?

The little red light
says yes.

Mr. Butler, hi.

I'm Judy Warren
from Hot Topic.

I'd like to ask you
a few questions

about that little girl
you raised from the dead,
Allison James.

I didn't raise anybody
from the dead.

Well, she says she saw
a blue light and a man
who looked like you.

Look, I'd be happy
to talk to you,

but I don't want to do it
on camera.

Why not?
It doesn't bite.

Maybe not, but I've seen
your show, and you do.

Okay.

No camera... for now.

Todd, you're leaving now.

I'm... I'm leaving now?
You got it.

I'm a leaving
kind of guy.

You wouldn't have
any coffee, would you?

-Sure. Come on in.
-Thank you.

So what were you doing
in the ravine

when Allison fell?

I was taking a hike.

And then you saw her fall

and she died and...

And you brought her
back to life. [clears throat]

No.

She was just knocked
unconscious.

A little beat up and bloody,
but she wasn't dead.

-She was very lucky.
-Hmm.

Besides making
a great cup of coffee,

what do you do
for a living?

I'm a social worker.

I run a small, I guess
you could call it, center,

down in Utah.

I work with the poor,
the homeless,

try to get them
on their feet again.

Give them direction
and hope.

Kinda like what you did
with Allison a couple days ago?

You know, according to
my homework, you don't exist.

For the past three years,
you've been the head

of the Arnold Freeman
help center.

But before that, nothing.

All your references
conveniently moved or dead.

And that army medic line
you gave Allison's mother.

Well, Uncle Sam has
no record of you either.

So, who are you really?

I know you're really digging
for a story here.

I understand that.

But there just isn't one.

What are you trying to hide?

I know it really hurt

when your...
Your father left you
and your mom.

You felt abandoned
and betrayed.

And then when
your mom remarried,

you felt betrayed
then, too.

It was no longer
just you and her
against the world

like she promised.

So now you're suspicious
of everyone.

But that doesn't mean
that everyone is suspicious.

Some people are just...

private.

How do you know this
about my parents?

I read your mind.

Plus I read your interview
in People two years ago.

[chuckles nervously]

[both chuckling]

You really are a tricky one.

Look, the truth is...

I said this was off the record.

Goodbye, Miss Warren.

Um, that's
my personal property.

Cost me $158.

Thanks.

Oh, I almost forgot.

I have a tape
of you healing Allison

with a blue light
coming out of your hands.

How do you explain that?

You see, I'd like to include
your explanation in the story
tomorrow night

because it's running
as the lead.

What are you talking about?

Yeah, national TV,
Hot topic, the story
of you saving Allison.

It's a fake.

Somebody added light
so that they could sell it
to Hot Topic.

Get in on the air.

That's what I thought too,
but then what about her arm?

I popped it back in,
it was a dislocation.

That's not
what the doctor said.

You see, I showed it to
three different doctors,

anal compulsive that I am,

and you know what,
they all said
the same thing.

They said that
due to the unnatural position
of Allison's arm in the video,

that it had definitely
been broken in one,
if not two places.

And when Allison's mom
took her in for x-rays
which I paid for,

they showed that her arm
had been broken,
what do you know,

in two places recently,
but then it had healed.

Kind of sort of miraculous,
don't you think?

Any comments now?

What can I say?

It's a fake.

[sighs]

Fine.

So, did he show you
his wings?

Let me see
what we got.

Well, there's a slight
hitch here, because
the tape is totally blank.

I thought you said
we were rolling.

I thought so too,
but there's nothing on it.

Maybe he could heal it.

Ah, very funny.

Great.

There's nothing
on my pen cam either.

Okay, that's creepy.

This is either gonna be

the biggest story
of the millennium

or the world's greatest hoax.

Either way, we're going
to make some news.

-Give me the other camera.
-Say please.

This one better work.

Oh, you got to have
faith, Jude.

Faith, schmaith.
I need video.

At least better video
than you already got.

It is something
I'd fire you if I didn't enjoy
torturing you so much.

You talk about this
with your shrink?

Hell, no.
I talk about ratings.

Hey, it's working.

[Judy] Look,
he's making a run for it.

Damn! Get your stuff, come on.

Jude, look at his cabin.

[exploding]

Todd! Come on!

I'm right here.
Stop yelling.

Come on, we got
to get to the car.
Come on. [panting]

Jude, this is stupid.

Obviously this guy's insane.

Maybe he has a gun
or something. Who knows?

This is the only road
heading west

for the next 50 miles.

Whoo-hoo,
we're going to be famous!

Or dead!

[phone ringing]

Leave me alone.

[Judy] You nearly
killed me back there.

I'm sorry. You shouldn't
have been spying on me.

Well, that doesn't mean
you can kill me.

I said I was sorry.

So where are you going?

I'm going home.

Would that be some other place
you plan to blow up?

Listen, for all our sakes,

just let me go.

Mr. Butler, you don't
get it, do you?

Once you're news,
there's nowhere you can run.

Damn!

[knocking]

Hello?

Anybody here?

Anybody here?

[Judy] Come on,
can't you go any faster?

I don't want to get killed.

We're not going to get killed.

-Look out!
-[tires screeching]

[pants] You see?

Nobody can outrun the news.

I forgive you.

What? It isn't all that bad.

[car approaching]

Oh, yes, it is.

[inaudible]

[man over loudspeaker]
Freeze! U.S. Air Force.

Show your hands.
Nobody move.

[officers instructing
indistinctly]

[Judy] Unless you want a tape
of Josh the wonder boy

raising a little girl
from the dead

to be shown on Hot Topic
tomorrow night,

and then on every broadcast
in America after that

I suggest you let me stay,

otherwise the excrement
is going to hit the fan.
You can pardon my french.

Don't threaten me,
Ms. Warren.

[officer speaking indistinctly]

Josh Butler is
a potential danger
to the United States.

It's my job to contain
and evaluate that danger

and if necessary,
eliminate it.
Is that understood.

And that's why
you brought us here

to camp run amok?

What the hell is
this place anyway?

Legacy of the cold war.

Used to be a farm for
some of our nuclear bombers,

dead now due to budget cuts.

It's an abandoned
air base.

Top secret, no doubt.

Your favorite kind.

All this because
he blew up a cabin?

A few days ago,
air force satellites picked up

an electromagnetic pulse
at 10:18 a.m.

that nearly knocked them
out of the sky.

It came from
a certain ravine.

Yesterday you sent a copy
of your tape to your contact

at Clark Air base
for evaluation.

It showed Allison James
being revived by Josh Butler

at 10:18 a.m.
in that same ravine.

Gold Mountain National Park
in Alaska.

Are you getting my drift?

Are you saying
Josh gave off that pulse?

Those satellites orbit
at 20,000 miles.

Each is hardened against
nuclear magnetic pulse attack.

Tonight, two were killed,

One was severely damaged,

from a pulse centered
at Josh Butler's cabin.

What kind of man
could do that?

You mean we might
have been exposed
to nuclear radiation?

You were exposed
to something.

Then why aren't we dead?

-I don't know,
but I'm going to find out.
-[unlocks door]

Now strip.

Oh, General.
I've got the results
on Josh Butler.

-They say anything?
-No.

But I've got back some
preliminary tests,
and according to them

everything about him
is average,

or should I say,
perfectly average.

Height, weight,
blood pressure, cholesterol...

You name it,
he's right on the money.

It's like you open up
a textbook.

What are you telling me?

I'm telling you
it's unnatural to be
this perfect. It's inhuman.

It goes beyond
statistical anomaly.

He asked to speak
to Ms. Warren.

All right,
I'll see you in there.

This is gonna make
an incredible story.

Jude, you don't get it,
they're not gonna let us
tell this story.

-How they can stop us?
-I don't know.

They'll arrest us
or throw us in prison.

The point is,
these guys are bad news.

Warren, he's asked
to speak with you.

That must really hurt.

Don't worry.

I'll mention you
in my Emmy speech.

Just you, Ms. Warren.

This is not radio
here, General.

It's called television.

We do this stuff with pictures.

I will say this
one last time.

This is a matter
of national security,

not an opportunity for you
to advance yourself.

Anything that goes on here,
you don't talk about it

unless I say otherwise.

What about freedom
of the press?

Don't push it, Ms. Warren.
We have a problem here.

A lot of smart people
are working on it.

You don't want to become
another problem for me.

This storm's going to last
about another 12 hours.

It's holy hell out there.
I don't know
where it came from,

but as soon as it's gone,
so are you.

I'll just stay here.

[thunder breaking]

What are you doing to him?

He's fine, all we've done is
given him a physical so far.

So far?
What's next, vivisection?

Until we finish testing him,

Mr. Butler is not
going anywhere.

He is too much of a risk.

But look what
you're doing to him.

You want to talk
to him or not?

You just can't do that
to somebody.
They have rights.

Major, would you please
remove Miss Warren?

Okay, okay, okay.

-[door opening]
-[buzzer sounding]

If you just cooperate,
Mr. Butler,

things will go
a lot easier for you.

Let me go.

What did you want
to talk to me about?

I have to get out of here
before the storm ends.

Why?

I just have to.

Why don't you blast out of here
like you did at the cabin?

Though I'd appreciate it

if you'd at least let me
get out of range first.

I can't.

That's not why I'm here.

Why are you here, Mr. Butler?

You got me into this.

Don't you think
you should get me out?

It's your choice.

I can't.

Ms. Warren.

I'm really sorry about this.

I know.

It's just some
barium dye.

It won't hurt you.

Captain Marquez.

Thank you.

[machine powers on]

Showtime.

Let's see what's inside him.

5.8...

7.9.

Not getting any readings.

Keep going.

Scan level is...

10.2.

No readings.

Increasing intensity.

13.1 and still nothing.

Continue scanning, Colonel.

14.3.

15.8.

We're exceeding
safe limits... 16.

Jesus. You're killing him.

Quiet, Ms. Warren.

[groaning]

Dios mio.

16.9.

[Lt. Marquez] General,
I really don't think--

-[General] Keep going.
-[Judy] Stop it.

Can't you see
what you're doing?

-[Major] Still nothing on
the scanner.
-[groaning]

-17.4.
-[alarm blaring]

You're crazy, you know that?
You're killing him.

Sir, we don't want
the subject to expire.

[General]
Controlling ourselves, Captain.
Where are his vitals?

He's dying, you idiot!

Major, remove Ms. Warren.

Still reading normal, 18.1.

Argh!

Sir!

Should I have to have
you removed too, Captain?

Please stop this!

Nineteen!

[gasps]

[voices chanting
and whispering indistinctly]

Oh, I can't see.

Neither can I.

According to this,
nothing happened at the moment
of the light explosion.

That's correct.

The monitors
picked up nothing.

Body functions
remain unchanged.

There's nothing
even on video.

Why do you keep talking
like nothing happened?

We're sitting here half-blind.

Light was shooting
out of his body.

Because the only way
we can determine what happened

is to eliminate
the possibilities.

Those monitors could have
exploded from a power surge.

Please, we all know
what we saw.

What did you see, Ms. Warren,
I saw an alien figure

that was big
with lots of teeth.

I saw myself, only older.

And I saw swirling lights.

[Major] We all had
different visions

caused by
light-induced seizures

or mass hallucinations,

or telepathic projections,

that are on a scale
that's amazing.

Maybe we saw
the face of God.

He's an alien.
Don't you get it?

Why do you keep
arguing with her?

No, sir, she's right.

You just don't want
to say it.

He brought that girl
back to life.

He turned water
into gasoline.

He was on fire,
but he wasn't consumed.

Captain, that is enough.

No, sir.

You just don't see it.

Only God could
do those things.

Nanotechnology
hardwired to the brain.

Whatever power he has,
he gives it a boost,

and "Bingo,"
off we go to the movies.

God spoke to Moses
from a burning bush,

and he spoke to us just now.

Captain, one more
outburst like that
and I will have you locked up.

Well, if he's not God,
what is he?

He's an alien. How many times
do I have to say it?

Just because somebody
has extraordinary abilities,

why does everybody jump
to the metaphysical?

Because we're all
afraid of dying.

I mean, what happens
afterwards? Anything?

Some of us are
so scared of dying

that we'd rather believe
in aliens, like you do.

At least aliens are alive
like we are.

And that means they can be
killed like we can,

which in some weird way
makes them just like us.

But if something's
metaphysical,

and if someone's beyond death,

you can't kill them.

You can't destroy them,
you can't control them,

and for some people,
that's too much to handle.

Before we start praying to him,
there's a few things
we need to check out.

Did you hear anything
I just said?

If he can feel pain,
he's alive.

If he's alive,
he's not metaphysical.

End of story!

Could be some kind of
genetic mutation.

What do you think he is?

What do I think he is?

I'll tell you
what I think he is.

He wants him killed,
he wants to worship him.

If I brought him home
to meet my kids,

they'd probably want
to help him phone home.

I don't know what he is,
except that he is dangerous.

No, he's not.
He hasn't hurt anybody.

She's right, he is God.
And God is merciful.

He's not God.
He knocked out two satellites.

God wouldn't bother with that?

Why don't you
just let him go?

I don't want to let him go.
I will tell you why
I don't let him go.

Look how we are
all reacting.

You multiply that
by 200 million,

or six billion.

Until we know who he really is,

he will be placed inside
our deep containment capsule.

[buzzer sounding]

I respect you, Mr. Butler,
I really do.

And in some strange way,
I feel we could be friends,

but at the end
of the day,

if I feel that you have become
an intolerable threat

to the United States,
I will do my duty and kill you.

It won't matter
if I like you or not.

And if you do kill me,
General...

how will you feel
about yourself?

There are a lot of things
I don't like about myself.

General?

May I speak
to Ms. Warren again?

[buzzer sounds]

Oh, my God.

Hi.

Why do you keep wanting
to talk to me?

Because you're looking
for the truth.

About me.

And about yourself.

Usually when I'm talking
to my shrink,

I'm the one lying down.

You're avoiding.

A lot of people use humor
for that.

Okay. The truth?

Are you an alien?

Or God, or what?

A guy from the future
or the distant past?

I mean, look at you.

You look like King Tut.

If I tell you who I am,
someone will kill you.

No, you're the one
that's gonna get killed

if you don't tell them
who you are.

They won't believe it.

Even if you run it
all over Hot Topic
in the news,

people will refuse
to tolerate it.

This is such crap.

Why don't you just tell me
what's going on?

If I had to tell you
what I know,

mankind will lose
his sense of free will,

and without free will,
what's the purpose of life?

Look what happens
in your own history.

When a superior culture meets
a more primitive one,

extinction.

The primitives can't resist.

Their values are displaced.

They lose their identity.

They lose their faith
in themselves

and in their culture
and in their God,

and then their culture dies,
and then they do.

Are you saying that
if they keep you here
we're all going to die?

I'm saying
is your faith strong enough?

[sighs]

I don't know
if I have faith.

Everything and everyone
I've ever counted on

has always let me down,
or I've let them down.

Listen to me,
I could die here.

Or be stranded.

I need your help.

You've got to trust me.

You've got to have faith in me,

and in yourself that you'd be
doing the right thing.

Then after the autopsy,
the subject will be stored

in cryogenic suspension
in Humboldt Caverns in area 51.

Assuming that is we don't have
to share pieces of him

with N.S.A., C.I.A., T.T.D.,

or any other service
of the government

that word leaks out to.

Are you going to tell
the President?

I haven't decided yet.

You can't do this, sir.

At ease, Captain.

You have to let him go.

Put that gun down, Captain.
That's an order!

Sir, no, sir!

And Jesus said unto him,

"Thou shalt love
the lord thy God

with all thy heart

and all thy soul
and all thy mind."

That is the first
and great commandment.

Then shoot me.
Get it over with
and shoot me.

You have to let him go!

Shoot me!

You can't move him!

I'm going to move him.

[whimpering softly]

Escort Captain Marquez

back to his quarters
and confine him there.

[door closes]

What if he is an alien...

And we terminate him

then he doesn't report back
or go home

and the people from his planet
come looking for him?

[alarm ringing]

Where are the guards?

She trapped them
in the mess hall.

Ms. Warren,

Ms. Warren, open the door.

[Judy] I don't know how I know
these codes to get
you out of here,

but I've stopped asking
those questions.

[General] Ms. Warren!

-[buzzer alarm ringing]
-The door, Ms. Warren.

[machine turning on]

-Ms. Warren, open the door!
-[knocking at door]

She's opening it up.

[alarm blaring continuously]

Ms. Warren.

[Judy]
Come on, Todd's got a car
at the end of the tunnel.

[Judy] I can't believe
how lucky we were
getting out of there.

[Josh]
It's not always luck
that guides you, Judy.

[Todd] Well, whatever it is,
I hope we don't run out of it.

[Josh] Turn here.

[tires screeching]

Where are you going?

Up there.

This is stupid.
Stupid, stupid.

You know what,
I said we were
going to get killed,

and now we're
going to get killed.

Just shut up and come on,
nobody's going to get killed.

Forget it. Okay,
you know what,
I'm staying here.

[Judy]
Oh, that's a good idea.

We've only broken
about a million rules.

I'm sure they'd love
to talk to you about it.

I'll tell them the truth,
that he...

That he brainwashed us.

And that he,
that he turned us
into zombies.

We were...

We were mindless
automatons

bent on doing
his nefarious will.

Hey, you know what?
You're the one who made me
steal back his clothes!

Okay, so...

maybe they won't buy the truth.

[Major] Sir, tracking
indicates he's heading
back to Gold Mountain.

[General]
Lock and load.

Why are we going up here?

Because you still have
a decision to make.

What?

What decision?
[grunts]

I already helped you escape.

For God's sakes,
what more do you want?

You'll know when
the time comes.

I don't want to know
when the time comes,
I want to know now.

I can't tell you.

Sure you can.

You just say, "Judy,
here's what you have
to decide,"

and tell me.

It's not that simple.

Look, I'm not going
any further

until you tell me
what's going on.

If the Air Force
captures us again,

you will never know
what your decision is.

That much I will tell you.

So what's my big decision?

[Josh] It's coming.

Don't worry, you're not
going to miss it now.

Miss what?

That you really
are an alien

and your ship's coming,
is that it?

[panting] You want me
to go with you?

I'll go, I'll go.

It'll be the biggest story
of the universe.

All endings are
beginnings, Judy.

It's time for me to go.

They're heading uphill.

Alright, B squad,
establish a perimeter
around the base.

We don't want them
doubling back

-and slipping past us.
-Get your toys, Frank.

Look, you just can't go
like this.

You got to tell me.

What are you?

An alien, an angel?

God?

What?

What does it matter
what I am?

I am who you say I am.

That's up to you to decide.

Well, I could use
a little help here.

Come on.

Jude, let's go.

Is that what you're
really looking for?

Help?

Yeah.

[sobs]
Help with my life,
help with my job.

I want to know
what I'm supposed to do.

I'm afraid, can't you see that?

We all are.

Afraid of everything,
afraid of you.

You're not going to tell me,
are you?

I've already told you
all you need to know.

God, I hate you.

You know that expression
"you're cute
when you're angry"?

Yeah.

It's not always true.

[gasps] How can you joke
at a time like this?

We came a lot farther
this time, didn't we?

Mankind.

Things are better, aren't they?

You were just trying
to make up your mind, right?

Don't look at me.

Turn your face away.

Don't go.

I have to.

Are you coming back?

What I am doesn't matter.

What you are does.

No.

We've got to get closer.

Goodbye, Judy.

Jude, there's guys
all over the mountain.

We got to get going!

[panting] They're almost here.

[General] Where is he?

Was there a ship?

Do you have any record?

All our equipment
is back at the base.

Don't look at me.

I want every grain
of this mountain searched.

We'll work
our way down

till we meet up
with B squad. Go!

Goodbye, Judy.

The one thing
he couldn't do

is erase this
after he left.

We're going to make
a ton of money.

[sighs]

[device beeps]

What are you doing?
Are you crazy?

I'm making my decision.

Come on.

[Control Voice]
Throughout history,

the search for faith
has led man

to look to the stars
and the heavens for answers.

But only by looking
into ourselves

may we truly find it.