All language subtitles for The Outer Limits_S04E10_Identity Crisis.srt - 2

[buzzer buzzing]

[electricity crackling]

[electricity crackling]

[whizzing and crackling]

All right, Cotter,
that should do it.

We've proved our point.

Cotter, can you hear me?

Loud and clear, General.

What the hell are you doing?

Transformer
needs a little tweaking,

as long as I'm up here.

[electricity crackling]

[bursting and crackling]

Mother of God!

There.

He's out of his mind.

Not his mind, Colonel.

[whizzing and crackling]

-[applause]
-Thank you.

[General] That was a hell
of an exhibition
you put on out there, Cotter.

You really had us going.
How do you feel?

Like I could go out there
and do it again.

[General]
That won't be necessary.
You passed that test

with flying colors
and then some.

We're ready
for the transfer.

Looks like we're all set.

See you
on the other side.

[Greg] Beginning
transfer sequence,

Code alpha-0019.

[machine whirring]

[mechanical whirring
intensifies]

[soft beeping]

[whirring slows down]

Somebody get me out
of this contraption.

I'm starving.

All clear.

[theme music playing]

[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.

Since our earliest beginnings,

we have always believed
in some form of transcendence.

But when we finally discover

how to transcend
our own biological bodies,

what exactly will we gain?

And what will we leave behind?

Hey, Greg.
How am I doing?

You're one
magnificent creature.
[chuckles]

Well, that goes without saying.

What I meant was
how's my alter ego here doing?

Remarkably well,

uh, you're considering
what it's been through.

Our friend here managed

to deflect 50 kilowatts
of electricity

up on that tower today.

You know what that would do
to a normal human body?

Yeah, toast it
as a marshmallow.

Look at this.

Hardly a mark on him.

That's pretty amazing.
We've shot it, we froze it,

we cooked it, we tried to
electrocute it to death,

and it takes a licking,
it keeps on ticking.

Imagine a whole army
of these things.

We've done more than
imagine it.

With next generation
commando group,

[chuckles] a platoon
of these beauties

you could get through
the most hostile
enemy environment.

Totally unscathed.
Nuclear, biological,

chemical, you name it.
[inhales loudly]

I won't pretend I'm not pleased
with our success,

with your success, Cotter.

Yeah, that's right.
It's not the machine,
it's the driver.

I say doc, now that we're done
patting each other on the back,

-can we talk about
our one little glitch.
-Mmm-hmm?

I'm halfway up that tower,
and the servo-valve

in the left knee actuator
malfunctions again.

I thought
you fixed that.

I did fix it.

Mmm-hmm.

That look like an XT433
sub-routine to you?

It sure does.

No, but, it... It can't be.

The XT433 was replaced
by the XT434,

or at least
it should have been.

Oh, I'd hate to be on the field
up to my ass in alligators

-and come up with a bum leg.
-[Greg] I don't understand.

I... I was sure I inputted

the new sub-routine
into the system.

[sighs in exasperation]
It must have slipped
past me somehow.

That's what 36 hours
without sleep does to a man.

Come on, Pete,
let's leave the good doctor
alone with his guilt.

Thanks.

[computer beeping]

[dog barking]

[romantic classical
music playing]

Cotter, dinner's ready.

[Cotter] Yeah,
I'll be right there.

What's all this?

What does it look like?

I thought we could
have dinner by candlelight.

A little romance
never hurt anybody.

So what else do you
have planned this evening?

Why, Captain McCoy,
I can assure you

that my intentions are
strictly dishonorable.

-Lucky for me.
-[Sally chuckles]

So did you miss me?

Terribly.

Did you miss me?

I couldn't think
of anything else.

Liar.

What? Me? A liar? Come on.

[chuckles] That's okay.
I love you anyway.

Not as much as I love you.

[Sally smirks]

Mmm.

God, I am ravenous.

Oh, sorry.
Dinner first.

Fine.

You outdid yourself
as usual.

Something wrong, hon?

No, not really.

All right,
don't give me that.

Spit it out.

Okay, what did you do today?

-Sally--
-I know. I'm not
supposed to ask.

So how's your steak?
Done just the way you like it?

Mmm, really tasty.

Sally, I know
that the last couple of months

-have been hard on you.
-[Sally scoffs]

Hard on me?

Cotter, I don't know
if I've married man or a rumor.

I'm sorry.
I didn't mean that.

I know how important
this work is to you.

Not just to me.

I mean, what I'm doing
is making the world

a better place, a safer place.

That sounds kind of corny,
doesn't it?

No, it doesn't sound corny.

And I'm doing this for us too.

All right.
This is high profile.

This is gonna get me
out of the trenches
and into the spotlight.

I mean, you would not believe

some of the brass involved
with this.

I'm sure, sweetie.

If I didn't love you so much,

this separation
wouldn't be so awful.

Alright, listen, we're entering
the final phase of testing.

It's just going to be
couple of more weeks at most.

All right, when we're finished,
we'll go grab that R and R
I've been promising,

you know, a bungalow
on the beach,
just the two of us.

I'm not worried
about a vacation, sweetie.

I'm worried about you.

I have never been more happy
in my entire life.

That's exactly
what scares me, Cotter.

I know you.
You're never happier

than when you're
living on the edge.

So, whatever it is
you're doing,
I'm sure risk is involved.

Honey, there's risk involved
in getting out of bed
in the morning.

Come on.

I'm okay, really.

[panting]

Sally.

Hi, Pete.
You startled me.

Yeah, I have that
effect on women.

That bum of a husband
of yours around?

Yeah, we just finished
breakfast. He'll be right out.

Sorry to keep
running off

with him like this.

Don't say it
if you don't mean it, Pete.

You think
I enjoy separating
you lovebirds?

Take care of him
for me, will you?

Take care of yourself too.
I'd hate to lose either
one of you--

Sally, this is nothing but
a series of training exercises.

Nothing more, nothing less.

Now, well, you say that like

no soldier's ever been hurt
in a training exercise.

Don't worry.
He'll be fine.

Hey, take your hands
off my wife.

I don't know,
if I'd seen her first--

Well, you didn't.

I, uh, I'll be in the car.

-Bye, Sally.
-Bye, Pete.

-Oh, come on.
-No, it's okay.

I knew what I was getting
into when I married you.

-Did you?
-No...

But you were damn handsome
in that uniform.

Okay, take care
of yourself.

I will. You too.

I'll see you
in a couple of days.

It's weird Greg,
every time we finish

one of these long exercises,

You're always in such a hurry
to get me out of Cotter

number two
and back into my own body.

I mean, what is
the margin exactly?

We don't like to
keep you in there
any longer than we have.

But how long can your mind

safely reside
in the android's brain?

Let's just say it's not a limit
I'm anxious to test.

Any particular reason?

You are
full of questions today.

You expect me to have my higher
brain functions deleted

on a regular basis
without knowing
everything you do? Ah...

[Greg laughs]

Ah, look, we're getting
these glitches

straightened out,
I promise.

-General.
-Well, Cotter,

you ready for these
last round of tests?

Yeah, zap me over there,
and turn me loose.

I flew down to
Washington last night.

I gotta tell you
the President is
positively ecstatic

over the progress
we've been making here.

He sends his regards
and he wants me to

tell you that you're in line
for one hell of a promotion.

[Pete] Just don't
expect me to start

saluting and calling you sir.

We're ready, gentlemen.
Let's rock and roll.

[lock beeping]

[machine whirring]

You all set, Cotter?

Yeah, all set.

Last chance to abort.

What, you're kidding?
I'm starting
to get used to this.

Let her rip.

[Greg] Beginning
transfer sequence,

Code alpha-0019.

[mechanical whirring]

[whirring intensifies]

[alarm ringing]

[whirring slows down]

[sighs]

[electrical buzzing
and crackling]

[explosion]

[General] What's happening?

[Greg] The circuits
are overloading.

-[inaudible voices]
-Well, do something.

-[Greg] I'm trying.
-[blasting]

-[inaudible voice echoing]
-What's happening?

I don't know...uh...

[inaudible voice]

[crackling and whizzing]

[screams] Turn it off!
Open the door!

I can't! I can't!

[Greg] Indications of major
thermal trauma...

Several full thickness

or third degree burns
of the epidermal layer.

Each of these burns appears
to have a central charred zone

and a peripheral
grey-white zone necrosis.

Tissue samples.

-Get out of my way.
-Stand back, sir.

That's me, they're
working on me in there.

You'd better get in there
and try and calm him down.

Let me in, Pete.

I can't.

That's my body in there, Pete.

I have a right
to see what's going on.

You're not a doctor,
whatever's happening in there,
there's nothing you can do.

How could this happen,
Pete? How?

I don't know, Cotter.

Olander said
all systems were going.

It must have been
a freak malfunction

of some sort.

It's over, isn't it?

-[beeping]
-[door opens]

Leave us, gentlemen.

Tell me.

Cotter, your body suffered
extensive tissue degeneration.

We won't know
the full extent

of the damage till
after the autopsy.

This can't be happening.

It can't be.

Do something!

You have
to bring me back!

Do you hear?
Bring me back!

We can't, Cotter.
No one... can.

I'm sorry.

I'd like to think
this was an accident.

-Either that or...
-Or what?

As much as we've tried
to keep the screws
tightened down

during this project,
it is possible that someone

may have slipped in,
committed an act of sabotage.

We know of at least
two other

military android programs
under development

in, shall we say, less than
friendly countries.

The first coalition
to put android soldiers

onto the battlefield
will have a decided advantage
over their opponents.

Are you suggesting that
someone did this deliberately?

I'm not suggesting anything.

I'm just pointing out
some options we should consider

during the course
of our investigation.

I insist on being a part
of that investigation, sir.

Don't even think about
cutting me out of this one.

If somebody did kill me,

I want to be there
when we find out who.

It's what I was afraid of.

The electric current
passed into the brain itself.

There are lesions
and burnt tissue
all they way down

to the corpus callosum
into the cerebellum.

Even if I could have gotten
started your heart again,

it wouldn't have done any good.

I'm sorry, Cotter.

What am I going to tell Sally?

How am I going to break it
to her that her husband,

the man that she loves,
is dead?

But that his mind
is still alive inside
a machine?

Cotter...

Your hand.

The interface between your mind

and your android body
is starting to break down.

Your android brain operates

on the same principles
as a human brain.

The synapses
in the small section

of what is essentially
your motor cortex

-are either misfiring
or not firing at all.
-What's causing it?

We don't know.

What makes you so sure
it's a total breakdown?

How do you know
it's not an isolated incident?

He's right.

Look at my hand,
it's fine now.

You knew this was going
to happen, didn't you?

During our initial phase
of testing

with other primate subjects,
the same degradation occurred.

Meaning your android apes
had this problem?

Yes.

We think the stress
you suffered since
the accident this morning

has speeded up the degradation.

How much time do I have?

Twelve hours
at the outside.

Twelve hours?

And then what?
My whole damn body
starts twitching?

The pattern of decay varies,

but the end is all the same.

You'll gradually,
maybe not so gradually,

lose control
over your extremities,

and then ultimately
you'll be unable to speak

or move or perform
any other function.

Damn you, Greg.

You knew about this,
and you didn't tell me.

You knew there were risks
when you volunteered
for this project.

Things were going so well,

I didn't think
about the risks anymore.

Sally knew, Pete.

She didn't know the details,
but she knew it was dangerous.

I have to see her,
tell her what's happened.

I'm not sure that's
not a good idea, Captain.

How would you break it
to her, Cotter?

What would she think,
seeing you like this?

There are tests
we can run, Cotter.

Working together, we might be
able to slow the degradation.

If you don't know
how to stop it by now,

you won't figure it out
in the next 12 hours.

General, I request permission
to go home and see my wife.

I'm sorry, Captain.

Let me get this straight.

Are you saying I'm a prisoner?

Cotter.

-Follow my instructions,
and no one will get hurt.
-Cotter.

Put the dam gun down.
You don't know
what you're doing.

Never argue with a man
who has nothing to lose, Pete.

In there.

We can't have
a $2-billion weapon system

running around on the loose
doing whatever it wants.

Since we're out of here,
I must return to Washington

and brief
the President and the NSC.

That leaves
Colonel Butler in charge.

Colonel, you have
express orders

to either
recapture Captain McCoy

or terminate him
by any means necessary.

With all due respect, General,

as long as that
android's alive,
so are Cotter's chances.

I believe I can get him
listen to reason.

Right now, he's an errant
missile, if you won't take
the necessary action,

-I'll find someone who will.
-[door beeps]

[doorbell ringing]

Somebody there?

[whispers] Sally.

Who is it?

Where are you?

It's me, Sally.

It's Cotter.

Cotter, what are you doing?

Turn off
the porch light.

Why?

Just do it, please.

Cotter?

You're scaring me.

I'm sorry.
I don't mean to.

Why are you
hiding from me?

Is everything all right?

For the moment.

Well, this is silly.
Come inside, honey.

I...I can't stay.

I just had to see you.

-Come up onto
the porch.
-No, stay there.

Are you all right?
I can call a doctor.

[twitching] No.

Damn it.

Cotter, what is it?

What have they done to you?

Cotter?

I know it sounds incredible.

I'm the first human prototype.

The first human
to be downloaded
into the prototype

to be more precise.

Why?

It was an experiment,

to fuse the electrical field
that made up my mind,

maybe even my soul

into a synthetic body.

Oh, this can't be.

This is just...

Look at me, Sally.

I'm trapped
inside this damn machine.

I didn't want you
to see me like this.

There was an accident
at the lab.

This is all that's left of me.

[doorknob rattling]

I have to
get out of here.

What, why? Well, I'm going
with you then.

-No, it's too dangerous.
-No, don't argue with me,
not now.

[man screaming]

-Hold it right there, Captain!
-[Sally screams]

Cease fire, damn it!
Cease fire!

You two go!

Let's go!

[engine revving]

[Pete] Watch the girl!
Watch the girl!

Hold your fire!
Hold your fire!

[intercom] Dr. Olander,
you have a call on line three.

This is Dr. Olander.

[Cotter] Nice place
you have here, Greg.

[whispers]
Cotter, is that you?

I just met your father.

I didn't know he was in town.
You never tell me these things.

What are you doing
in my house?
What do you want?

I want you here...

Alone.

And you better make it fast.

Isn't there something
that we can do?

Maybe Olander's
figured something out.

We'll know
soon enough.

What have you done
with my father?

He wanted to lie down.

He's fine.
He's asleep.

[Cotter] He's old.

Even so,
he's going to live

a hell of a lot longer
than I'm going to.

Talk to me, Greg.

Tell me
what went wrong.

You must
have some idea,

Some theory, some
possible scenarios.

I don't. There hasn't
been enough time.

I'm losing
motor control.

The convulsions are
more frequent now.

I need your help,

and I'm going to get it
one way or the other.

There's nothing
I can do for you, Cotter.
I'm sorry.

Cotter, don't.

Stay out of this, Sally.

This is between me

and the monster
who turned me into this!

I'm on your side, Cotter.

Don't you see that?

[stutters] My heart and soul
are in this project.

Why would I do anything
to sabotage it?

Somebody did sabotage it,
didn't they?

I-- I don't know.
I don't, Cotter, please.

-Please, Cotter.
-Cotter, Cotter, stop it!

[grunting]

Christ, all right. I...

I'll tell you
what I know.

[panting]

The accident was caused by
a missing feedback suppressor.

Somebody removed it

just before the last transfer.

Who?

I don't know.

But you have...an idea.

[sighing]

I-- I discovered
an anomalous pattern

in the software logs.

It appears that someone
removed the disk

with the operating code

and replaced it with

an earlier generation
of the program.

One of your technicians?

No, not possible.

They're not allowed
into the transfer room

when we're not working.
Plus their work's
compartmentalized.

They don't have access
to the entire operating system.

Only four people
have unlimited access

to the program on disk.

You, me, General Chase...

and Pete.

But...

No, it can't be Pete, Cotter.

Why not?

He's been feeling passed over

ever since we started with me
for the first downloading.

He even pushed
for a parallel program

and volunteered
to be next in line.

Maybe he couldn't wait.

But why? Why would he do it?

I thought of trying
to find a suitable donor.

A donor?

You can put my mind
into another man's body?
Can you do that?

Theoretically.

Where we'd ever
find such a donor,

one that would pass
all the compatibility
requirements...

There just isn't time.

Then think of something else.

Well, there is
one other option,

-but it's really a long shot.
-I don't have many options.

I don't know
if this would work.

Even if it does work
it'll only be temporary
solution.

What? What is it?

It may be possible

to slow down
the degradation process
by using the MEG.

MEG? What is that?

The magneto-
electro-encephlograph

to incrementally realign
the spin axes

of the neural array.

That might give us
the time we need.

Just one problem,
we can only try this
back at the lab.

The whole research center
is crawling with commandos.

General Chase's
given out orders

that you're to be terminated
on sight.

Well, there's just
gotta be another way in.

There is.

There you go.

Unauthorized visitors
are not permitted to enter.

Well, this is
Cotter McCoy's wife.

[Sally]
I was taken
against my will,

But I was able to get away
and I called Dr. Olander here.

Listen.

Okay, my husband
is no longer my husband.

He's crazy, out of control,
and he's got to be stopped.

She may be our best chance
of finding him.

I'm sorry,
but I have my orders.

Look, you idiot,
I am the lead scientist

for a top classified project.
And this is an emergency.

Now, if you want to explain

to General Chase
why you were
playing tin soldier

while a $2-billion piece
of technology got destroyed,

Be my guest,
and good luck with

your new career
as a dishwasher!

Thank you.

[strained screaming] No.

Not yet.

[grunting softly]

[metal clanging]

I'll start preparing
the scanner beep.

Tell me the truth, Greg.

Do you really think
this is going to work?

I don't know.
I've never tried it before.

[twitching]

[softly] Please.

Please.

Cotter!

Are you all right?

I'm all right,
[breathing heavily]

But I... don't think
I have much time left.

That's okay, we're ready.
Let's get you into the chamber.

[computer beeping]

Don't worry.

He'll find a way
to get you back.

And when he does,

I'll be here waiting for you.

[computer beeping]

[Sally] Pete.

[Greg]
He's gone through
the transfer.

What do you think
of the new look, Cotter?

[choking]

Be honest.

Is it really me?

What's wrong, Cotter?

Don't you recognize
your old buddy, Pete?

Guess, you didn't know
that Greg and his minions

built a second prototype,
a back-up,

in case you failed.

Let him go.

There'll be plenty of time

-to deal with you later...
-[Greg screams]

...as soon as I take care
of my friend here.

It was jealousy,
wasn't it?

Don't flatter yourself.

That's why
you arranged to kill me.

You were in the way.

We were friends, Pete!

We'd been through
everything together.

With you
always in the lead.

Whenever we were up
to the same assignments,

same promotions,
they always went to you.

You learned how
to play the game better.

As long as you were around,
I'd be second best.

You're the one who's been
stealing the operating codes.

I knew someone
would start sniffing it out.

How is that bum knee, Cotter?

[Cotter] You betrayed
your best friend.

This was not
about friendship.

This was about all those years
of being ignored.

They can't
ignore me anymore,

can they, good buddy?

Give it up, Cotter.

Your mind-body link's
nearing termination.

Your convulsions
are getting worse.

[screaming and grunting]

[grunting]

[both grunting]

[gasps]

[Pete grunting]

Cotter!

Code alpha,
The red key.

[grunting]

-[computer beeping]
-[machine whirring]

[warning alarm ringing]

[whirring intensifies]

[whirring slows down]

Cotter! Cotter!

You did it...

[stutters] Sally.

You did it.

No, Cotter, no.

I...

Love...

You.

[buzzer beeping]

[Sally]Thank you, Murray.

Your husband was a true hero,
Mrs. McCoy.

The army
owes him a great debt.

Thank you, General.

I'm terribly sorry
about Cotter, Mrs. McCoy.

Thank you, Doctor.

If anyone understands,
it would be you.

How are you holding up?

I'm getting by,
I guess.

Pete here has been
a great comfort to me.

Yes, I imagine
he has been at that.

I love you.

Let's go home, Cotter.

[engine starting]

[Control voice]
A great philosopher once said,

"The endeavor
to persist in its own being

is the essence
of the individual thing."

But when the day comes

that the mind and body
can be separated,

what will happen to the soul?