All language subtitles for The Outer Limits_S06E09_Stasis.srt - 2

[man] There's something
I've been meaning
to ask you, Larissa.

Can you remember a time
When you can honestly say

that you were happy,

I mean, truly happy?

[Larissa] I must have been,
I don't know, five,

and I remember
running on a greenway.

I didn't know it,
but my father

had saved up his v-credits
for a whole year

just so I could have
that experience.

The smell of the lawn

and the feel of the grass
between my toes.

You know, I still hold out hope
that ordinary workers

will be able to enjoy
things like that again someday.

Parks and gardens
and beautiful things.

If not for me,
then for my children.

[beeping]

Just a minute.

Hi. You're up early.

Uh, well, I wanted to
give you this
before the transfer.

A peach.

Dominic, it's beautiful.

Hydroponics are
hard to come by.

Well, some people
deserve the extra effort.

[woman over PA]
Transfer begins in 15 minutes.

All alphas are required
to proceed

to their designated
stasis center.

Thank you for the gift.

I'll save it
for my next transfer.

Before you go, um,

are you doing anything
on the 20th?

-That's what, a Saturday?
-Yeah.

Well, I like to be home
on Saturdays.

Make an exception,

Because I have
something planned that
I think you'll really enjoy.

-All right, sure.
-The 20th.

Don't forget.
Okay, bye.

Bye.

[footsteps approaching]

[buzzer sounds]

[beeping]

[buzzer sounds]

[beeping]

[buzzer sounds]

[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 delude 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.

To sleep,
perchance to dream,

but what happens

when the dream
is to never sleep again?

[beeping]

Good morning, Eric.

First things first,
white stone to B-2.

And while you mull that,

I'll tell you my progress
from the last three days.

I've done this
complete computer analysis

of the control-valve
redesigns possible,

but as you noted,

we can't specify
the alloy needed for the valve

without hard data
on heat co-efficiency

and viscosity.

Um...

[clicks tongue] I'm sorry,
I should be more focused,

but I can't stop thinking
about how sad you looked

at he last transfer,

and how much I wanted
to reach out to touch you.

Please make sure
you erase this.

[knock on door]

Hey. Got your message.

A little
stasis fatigue, huh?

Ah, they can figure out

how to put you out
for 72 hours, but...

Right. No way
to make it restful.

Well, that's amazing.

You still remember
what it's like

to be one of
the great unwashed?

So whose palm did you grease
to become an Elite? Was...

Oh, you've got to chalk that up
to my smarts

and, yeah,
my killer good looks.

Right.

Humility never was
your strong suit.

Yeah, and forgiveness
was never yours.

So, anyway,
what can I do for you, huh?

[Eric] I need to get
the viscosity
and heat coefficient

of the fluid
for this valve right here.

Isn't that in your
stasis partner's report?

I've, uh, listened to that
twice already.

If you look
right here,

ideally, we'd want
to go with copper.

Yeah, sure,
if there were any.

So you're telling me
the Elite doesn't have
a stockpile somewhere?

Well, despite rumors
to the contrary,
we have no magic wands.

Well, then, I'll have
to formulate an alloy.

Without the fluid data,
I'm shooting in the dark.

Getting numbers on this project
is like pulling teeth. It's...

Okay, I'll, uh, look into it.

Hey, I'll see if I can get you
a decent shaver. Huh?

Thank you, Dom.

You're welcome.
Bye.

[door closes]

[Larissa] Good morning, Eric.
First things first...

There's room
for maybe 24 turbines,
no more.

And the fuel cells have to be
pretty close together,

so the energy won't dissipate.

Something I can
help you with?

No, sir.

[grunting]

Let mankind choose.

The Resistance needs you.

[screams]

[security man]
Damned stasis jumper.

Half a life is no life.

Stasis is murder!

-Hit him again.
-[screaming]

Hello, Winston.

-A couple of returns.
-Oh, good evening, Eric.

How did
my recommendation fare?

A magical kingdom
inside of a wardrobe.

I was skeptical at first,
but it was nice.

Very, very imaginative.

So, what'll it be tonight?

Something romantic, I think.

Shakespeare?

Contemporary?

Or one those
delightfully trashy novels

of the late 20th century?

No. Some poetry, maybe?

Hmm.

Yes, you are
on a romantic kick lately.

Let's see here.

The Collected Works
of R. Kozlov?

I've read them.

The Mobarak Compilations?

Read those, too.

Oh, yeah.

I read those.
Twice, actually.

So you have.

I'll tell you what.

Can you keep a secret?

Sure.

I'm expecting delivery
of something rather special.

I should have it here
by your next transfer.

[woman] Half a century ago,

our forefathers designed
the stasis initiative

as a temporary measure
to save mankind from itself.

The idea was simple,

cut the consumption
of resources in half

by dividing
the population of workers
into two groups

and rotate them in and out
of suspended animation

every 72 hours.

A group of managers
would oversee the process.

Who could've anticipated

we'd wind up
a self-proclaimed aristocracy?

Fellow members of the Elite,

I think the time has come

for us all to renounce
our level-one privileges...

-[people chattering]
-...including...

stasis exemption.

Aristocracy?

In fairness, Kayla,

there are plenty
of former workers

who have earned their way
into the Elite

by excelling in their fields.

[Kayla] Spare me
the egalitarian platitudes.

You know, as well as I do,

that less than 2% of the Elite
are former workers.

Once the alphas' relocation
to the countryside

takes effect next month,

the lives of all citizens
will improve dramatically.

I implore you

-to put a hold on those plans.
-[people chattering]

The reality is

if we do not
renounce our privileges,

they will be
forcibly taken from us.

Look around you.

Stasis jumping is on the rise.

The Resistance is growing
every day.

Most workers understand
that the stasis initiative,

and the conservation
that it's brought,

is the only thing

that's staved off
complete annihilation.

This is not about
conservation anymore.

Why go forward
with something

as drastic and
morally reprehensible

as the relocation?

We should be moving towards
abolishing stasis altogether.

That's treasonous!

How much more stasis jumping
are we going to tolerate?

[Dominic] I think
we've heard enough.

Cancel the relocation?

Abolish stasis?

Let the workers run amok
over what little we have left?

That's a recipe for disaster.

I move For the censure
and arrest of Kayla Powers

-and all those who support her.
-What?

Hear, hear!

This council formally seconds
the charge of treason.

-What say you?
-[all] Aye!

You have no right!

it's all right. I'll take her.
I'll take her.

[Elizabeth] Incarcerate her,
pending a formal hearing.

Where were we?

That's right.

You asked me
if I remember a time

when I was truly
and honestly happy.

And I can remember
two times.

Both of them happened
so long ago,

I don't know if they're dreams
or if they actually happened.

One of them is when
I'm with my father,

and we were
at the City Center,

and I remember
him laughing.

I loved his laugh.

He was laughing at me

when I buried my face
in the perfumed petals

of the single rose bush
that was there.

That image sometimes
comes to me in stasis.

You know, they say
you don't dream in stasis,

but I do.

I dream of roses, pink roses.

[Eric] Who are we kidding?

It's never going to happen.

The stasis transfers
will never end.

And even if they do,
the relocation
will keep us apart.

Is that too much to ask,

to feel you beside me?

[Larissa]
...talk to you in the flesh...

Press my lips against yours?

We occupy the same rooms,

we share the same job,

but we might as well
be halfway around the world
from each other.

It isn't fair.

[Eric] It's just not fair.

[buzzer sounds]

What the hell are you doing?
Get back in your chamber.

Half a life.

No life.

[people exclaim]

[body thuds]

[recorded voice]
Stand by for an announcement

by the Urban
Conservation Authority.

[Elizabeth] The UCA
is pleased to announce

that the stasis initiative
has nearly completed
its third phase.

The relocation
of the alpha population

to the perimeter lands
will take effect in 28 days.

As a result,

all citizens
enjoy increased rations

and substantial reduction
in stasis commitments.

Until then,
the UCA reminds you

that to conserve
is to survive.

[knocking]

Come in.

-Hi there.
-Hi.

I was told you have
the valve data.

Yes, right here.

Something else?

I have a friend who would
really appreciate a gift

which is
in fairly short supply.

Ah.

So, what is it you want,
hypothetically?

A rose, actually,
just a single pink rose.

Eric, you know I would do
whatever I could to help you,

but things like that

are only available
on the black market,

which is, of course--

Illegal, I know.

But we both know
the Elite have access

to certain things.

That doesn't mean
I can just snap my fingers

and get you
anything you want.

Right.

Right.

You know, it's hard to believe
you're the same scrawny kid

that I used to play
hooky with, isn't it?

Forget I said anything.

A rose, okay.
A pink rose costs a lot.

I'm willing to make
the necessary
sacrifices for it.

[sighs]

All right.

I'll see what I can do.

Thanks.

[Winston] You mustn't
tell anyone about this.

[Eric] I thought
they got rid of the books

when they transferred to disc.

Just keep it to yourself.

I could lose my license.

So, who's the special lady?

My stasis partner.

Oh. Careful.

One thing I've learned,

alphas and betas
don't make good matches.

Page 112 is my favorite.
Very inspirational.

Thanks, Winston.

[classical music playing]

[Eric] Happy birthday,
Larissa.

I know this is
your favorite piece of music,

and it's actually
grown on me, as well.

We don't have
any bushes or balconies,

so I'm afraid
this is the best I can do

in the serenade department.

Besides, I think
you already know

the answer to the question
"Wherefore art thou?"

It's, um...
It's E.E. Cummings,

in case you're wondering.

"Your slightest look
easily uncloses me,

Though I have closed myself
as fingers.

You open, always,
petal by petal, myself,

As spring opens

Touching skillfully,
mysteriously,

Her first rose.

I do not know
what it is about you

That closes and opens...

Only something in me
understands

The voice of your eyes
is deeper than all roses.

Nothing, not even the rain,
has such small hands."

[water pattering]

[beeping]

[Dominic] Ah, you didn't
forget, did you?

Oh, Dominic, I just...

I don't feel up to it, today.

Trust me. this isn't something
you want to miss.

Well, I don't have
anything to wear.

I, uh, I took care of that.

[playing harp]

it's wonderful, huh?

It's beautiful.

I'd heard that places
like this still existed,

I just never thought
I would see it.

Well, I don't want to give you
the wrong impression.

I mean, even the Elite
only treats itself
once in a blue moon.

Anyway, go ahead,
help yourself.

[Larissa clears throat]
It doesn't seem right.

Hey, you only live
half your life.

Enjoy the occasional
blessing. Come on.

Thank you.

It's like a dream.

Well, a botanist's dream,
that's for sure.

Over 240
rare plant species,

many of them thought
to be extinct.

I wish my father
could have seen this.

-Uh, just give me
a couple minutes.
-Mmm-hmm.

So, Dominic,
slumming again?

Well, we don't all wear
our sense of entitlement

as well as you.

Planning on awakening
sleeping beauty

from stasis?

The UCA Charter permits guests
to an Elite event.

Provided a conjugal
potential exists.

I'm in compliance
with the charter,

thank you very much.

You, uh, have a problem?

Well, I'm not the one
dating the worker.

Second-generation Elite,

they've never supported
intermarriage.

And you?

It's not
the most cardinal of sins,

but it's also
not the wisest move right now.

It's a moot point.

She's slated for relocation
with all the city's
other alphas.

Such a damn waste.

I don't suppose
there's any way
to make an exception?

She knows the mainframes
better than any expert we have.

What about promoting her
to an Elite?

Correct me if I'm wrong,

but wasn't
Kayla Powers arrested

for questioning
the status quo?

Well, the difference is
I know where my loyalties lie.

I hope so.

The council would hate to see

an ambitious, forward-thinker
like yourself

miss out on a chance
at advancement.

You expect me to believe

that I'm being considered
for the council?

Well, let's just say
that your denunciation of Kayla

was shrewdly timed
and didn't go unnoticed.

So, like I said,

not the wisest of moves
right now.

What's wrong?

I'm sorry.
Can you take me home?

But... But the party's
just begun.

I don't belong here.

Oh, nonsense.

You can tell me.
It's all right.

I know there's not much time
Before you leave the city,

-but that doesn't--
-I'm in love.

Is that so terrible?

It is when you can't be
with the one you love.

So you think there's too much
standing between us?

Oh, I'm sorry.
Do you think...

Oh, I'm sorry.

Uh...

So, uh...

Who is it you can't be with?

Is it because when he's awake,
you're not?

It's Eric, isn't it?

Please don't tell anyone.

Listen to me.

You can't be with him.

You have to tell him
never to contact you again.

I can't do that.

Look, don't be naive.

You know the way
the world works.

It can't come to any good.

No, but they keep saying
that maybe after relocation,

-things will be different.
-it's not going to change.

Maybe after
the strain on resources...

We've been doing this
for too long.

It won't change.

Things are what they are.

I just think
there has to be a better way.

We've tried everything else.

Conservation, birth control.

Stasis is the only reason
we are alive.

Anything that threatens
that system, anything,

is a threat to the human race,

And that is not
gonna change, Larissa,

not today, not tomorrow,

not ever.

[Larissa sighs]

Come on,
I'm going to take you home.

[Larissa crying]
I know this won't be
easy for you to hear,

and it's very hard to say...

...but the truth is, Eric,
there is no future for us.

I can't pour my heart
out to you

night after night,
in the face of that reality.

So, before we get any deeper,
we should just...

Please don't
contact me anymore.

And please try to understand

that it's not because
I don't love you,

it's because I do.

I'm sorry.

[Eric] What is this?

To Larissa Whitestone
from Eric Waters,

I, I don't understand
this request.

First, when did we start
encoding our assignments?

Second, why would we need to
improve the thermal shielding

on this sample?

And will you even
listen to this?

Will you even hear my voice?

Because if you do...

...just know that I miss you.

The UCA put
a rush on this program
for obvious reasons.

They're not giving us
much time.

We'll be all right.

Fuel-cell installation
is nearing completion.

All systems
should be operational

on the eve
of the relocation.

Good.

[Eric] Excuse me.

I apologize, but it's urgent.

Would you excuse us?

I'm sorry. I just need to speak
to someone I can trust.

Yeah.

So, what is it?

I have to know if there's
any way of releasing
someone from stasis?

I didn't hear that.

No, the truth, Dom.
Please?

What you want
is not only impossible,

but if anyone even heard us
talking about this...

What about the Resistance?

Rumor has it
that they're gain--

Please, Eric.

Look, this conversation
is over.

Go home, and we'll both forget
this ever happened.

Forgetting seems to be
your specialty, doesn't it?

You know, Dom,
it wasn't that long ago
the tables were turned

and you came to me
for help every day.

Did you forget
what you said to me

the day you were
pulled from stasis
to join the Elite?

I said
we would always be friends.

That's right.

You said we'd been through
far too much not to be.

Yeah, well, kids say
a lot of foolish things.

You son of a bitch.

You know, you're wrong
about me, Eric.

I remember everything.

I remember my father
scraping together his credits

so his children wouldn't have
to share their shoes

or freeze to death
in their beds.

I remember my mother
skipping dinner

night after night,
claiming she wasn't hungry,

and I remember
standing over her grave,

vowing that that
would never happen to me.

So you can put away
that moral superiority, buddy,

'cause it doesn't cut it.

You understand?

Yeah, I understand.

I understand perfectly.

[door closes]

[alarm blaring]

Drop it! Now!

[screams]

Eric Waters, you understand
your crime carries with it

a mandatory ten-year sentence?

However, that sentence
was commuted

due to an urgent appeal
by an Elite member,

who has vouched
for your skills as an engineer

as being indispensable.

Dominic Langton has taken
full responsibility

for your future actions.

I trust you will not
violate his covenant.

I'm sorry.

You're dismissed.

Don't worry.
I've let her go.

You're sure he's the key
to finding our traitor?

If he's not
working with them already,

they'll contact him
soon enough,

and I'll find out who it is.

[Eric sighs]

Eric Waters
to Larissa Whitestone,

regarding redesign
of ventilation shaft.

Require more information.

Why would anyone
want an air shaft

to transport water?

The indicated shafts
are over 1,200-feet long.

The only buildings
big enough for that are...

Transfer halls.

[recorded voice] Your move.

What the...

73859.

There's room
for maybe 24 turbines,
no more.

And the fuel cells have to be
pretty close together

so the energy won't dissipate.

Fuel-cell installation
is nearing completion.

All systems
should be operational

on the eve
of the relocation.

The turbine engine

runs on superheated water
pumping through it.

How do they expect

to heat that quantity
of water without,

without fuel?

And why would they
put a power plant

under a transfer hall,
unless...

Oh, my God.

73859.

[woman] All systems on-line.

We're ready to start
the final tests.

Replace the stasis fluid
with the new mixture.

[woman] Combustion mixture
flowing.

[machine powering up]

[machine powering down]

Initiate power surge.

[electricity crackling]

Six hundred and eighty-six
therms of output.

More than enough
to heat the water
in those shafts

and get those turbines running.

Multiplied by the millions
of alphas who will perish.

The relocation
will give us enough energy

to run the city for 3.4 years.

[Elizabeth] Incredible.

[Winston] I'm closing up, Eric.
Can't it wait?

Winston, I read page 112.

I misinterpreted
its meaning at first. I...

I haven't told anyone.

Told anyone about what?

I know, Winston,

that you're a contact
for the Resistance.

I think you've read
one too many spy novels.

No. I have to release her
from stasis.

I think you'd better leave.

Did you know that
the alphas are all gonna
be murdered by the UCA?

The transfer halls
have all been converted
into death chambers.

There is no relocation.

If you are
part of the Resistance,

now is the time to speak up.

Please, Winston.

Lock the doors.

So, eight years
with the Resistance?

Yeah, and three
as leader of the local cell.

-So you believe me?
-Yes.

I've got to get word
to the others.

I've got to get Larissa out.

Everyone will be incinerated
by the next transfer.

We've got half the city's
population to worry about.

I mean, one person
is hardly a priority here.

No, Winston,
you don't understand.

We worked together
on the project.

She knows back doors
into their computer systems,

weaknesses they're
not even aware of.

Together, we could
shut the system down.

I'm taking a great risk
doing this.

She's the first step.

With her, we could
release everyone from stasis.

It's now or never.

I'll advance
her stasis clock

to 6:00 a.m. Friday.

One thing you should know,

the system runs
a self-diagnostic

at random intervals.

It may notice the clock's
out of sync with the others.

What does that mean?

[Winston] Once we initiate
the waking mixture,

the system could detect it

and sound the alarm.

-Okay, clock reset.
-[buzzer sounds]

Stasis fluid shut down,
awakening-mixture flowing.

-[alarm blaring]
-Damn, the alarm!

[Eric] Larissa, wake up.

Larissa, please,
you've got to wake up.

-Eric?
-Yeah, it's me.

Come, let's go.

What's happening?

We're getting out of here.

You know, we can't go back
to our quarters.

They'll be looking for us.

I'm sorry
that I pushed you away.

You know,
every day without you,
a little piece of me died.

Me, too.

[knocking]

I'm sorry,
but we need Larissa.

We've only got
a few hours left

to hack into the Elite's
computer system

-and expose those flaws.
-[dog barking]

We've got to act quickly.

[banging]

[security man] Nobody move!
You're all under arrest!

[Winston grunting]

Winston, are you all right?

These old bones

have been through
a lot worse.

What have they done
with Larissa?

[groaning]

No. I'm sorry.

Listen to me.

They haven't figured out
who I am yet,

but make no mistake,

they won't hesitate to kill us,
you, me, Larissa.

Not to mention your informant.

My informant?

They believe
someone in the Elite

is a traitor.

Someone you apparently know.

Someone who
sent access codes

to restricted areas.

We've got to find
a way to warn him.

He may be our only hope
the struggle doesn't end here.

No. No, Winston,
I have no idea.

Well, you must have some idea.

No, Winston,

the numbers just appeared
on my computer.

I thought it was you.

And even if I had a name,
how would we contact him?

I have the feeling
they're going to release me,

hoping I'll lead them
to the rest of our cell.

Look, Eric,
you've got to face it.

They could kill Larissa.

God knows
what they'll do to her first.

The safe house
that you brought us to,

no one followed us there.

-How did they find us?
-What does that matter?

The important thing
is they did.

And why were you
so anxious

to debrief Larissa

about the weaknesses
in the stasis computer?

Well, you're the one that said
the information was invaluable.

Yeah, but for who?

The Resistance or the Elite?

What are you getting at?

It was you.

You see what they've done?

They've succeeded
in turning us
against each other.

Or we've been
against each other
from the beginning.

If you really are one of us,

then they won't care
if I kill you, will they?

[screaming]

You stupid bastard.

You have no idea
who you're screwing with.

I want to know
the name of the person

who gave you the access codes.

Now!

[grunting]

[Winston] Right, then,
let's do it the hard way.

[Eric] Larissa.

I'm all right.

Why are you doing this?

He's not
a Resistance officer.

He's an operative
for stasis enforcement.

I told you alphas and betas
don't make good matches, Eric,

but you didn't listen.

So you'll sit by and watch
half the city murdered?

[Winston]
Ethics don't interest me.

Much too murky for my taste.

Right now, what we care about

is the name
of the Elite traitor.

Larissa, you could end this,

and then the two of you
can be together.

You see, my job is simple.

To extract information.

And I've been given
considerable latitude

in how I get it.

No, Eric, no.
Don't tell him anything.

Then you admit you know?

I want the name
of the informant,

and then we shall
continue our conversation

about the flaws
in our computer system.

-[alarm blaring]
-[recorded voice]
All stations alert.

Security breach, level...

Fine.

Kill her.

No! Don't take her from me.

I want to know the name
of the informant!

No! No!

-[alarm blaring]
-[recorded voice]
All stations alert.

Security breach, level five.

Drop the gun!

[glass shatters]

Get them out of here!

Dominic. Thank you.

[Dominic] Come on, let's go.

Are you all right?

[buzzer sounds]

[indistinct chatter]

[Eric] Twice the population
after the same resources.

Hmm. There will have
to be sacrifices.

But at least
they'll be voluntary.

It's what we've
been fighting for.

So what happens now?

It's a new era.

I don't think anyone's
going to be too anxious

to repeat
the same mistakes.

All these years,
they've taken half our lives.

Well, maybe that's
the price we had to pay

so that it doesn't
happen again.

[Eric] The price of freedom.

[Control Voice]
Unless humankind awakens

to the need
to preserve its future,

it may one day
find itself asleep

for eternity.