All language subtitles for The Outer Limits_S07E14_Mind Reacher.srt - 2

-It's breathtaking.
-You like it, huh?

You're good,
Dr. Vaughn.

Not so bad, yourself,
Dr. Mcguire.

My dad used to bring me here
when I was a kid.

Isn't there a ski resort
around here?

Yep.
Winter vacation, 1981.

Broke my leg
in three places.

Ouch.

Hmm, it's...
It's beautiful.

Many things are.

We should have
come here sooner.

Well, if I'd known
you had paradise
up your sleeve...

Paradise is just an appetizer.

I guess it's not really fair
to keep them in suspense.

You're right.

Ready to go back?

Hey!

[screaming]

Cycling brain waves

to alpha 3,000,
2,000, 1,000...

[laughing]

And how was sightseeing
in Dr. Vaughn's brain today?

Fascinating,
as usual.

Mm-hmm. I bet.

This time he took me hiking,

and then after that,
we went skydiving.

Subject A,
alpha to theta 1.52.

Subject B,
alpha to theta
1.7.

Separation complete.

Another perfect landing,
Dr. Seigel.

Way to go,
big kahuna.

Five hundred
incident-free journeys
into the human mind,

all courtesy of our
little psionic synchronizer,
which means...

Margarita time?

It means that we have
successfully hit
the FDA benchmark.

Time to round up volunteers
for clinical trials.

Congratulations, folks.
We did it.

[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.

its rooms
filled with memories,

ideas, and dreams,

rooms which remain essentially
locked and inaccessible,

but what if we could make
a master key?

Five hundred years ago,
if you were mentally ill,

they thought you were
possessed by demons.

What was the treatment?

A large piece of wood,
some kindling,
and a book of matches.

[all chuckle]

Yeah, okay, we laugh now,

but really, has our century
gotten that much better, hm?

You know,
electroshock therapy,

the ever-popular
cold-water submersion...

Yeah, there's a weekend, huh?

Even psychotropic drugs
like thorazine

we all know can do
as much harm as good,

doping patients into zombies.
No, no, no, no.

Their way failed.

They needed a new way.

They needed a way to open up
another patient's mind.

They needed PSR,

psionically
synchronized reality.

Mindreaching!

[all cheer]

Mindreaching,
to use its nickname. Yes!

Check it out.

Davey boy is rocked.

Wouldn't mind strapping him
into the dream chair.

Now, we all know it was
only six short years ago

we began this journey.

It was 1995.

"The Dead" were still on tour.

Yeah.
Six years of sweat
and determination

to bring this PSR baby
from conception to birth,

and I don't have to
tell anybody here

what a long, painful
delivery that was.

Huh?

So I thank
all of you here,

but most notably,
I would like to thank

my colleague
and chess partner,
Dr. Candace Mcguire.

Mcguire!

[Seigel] More champagne
for that man.

It was Dr. Mcguire's
psychiatric expertise

that pushed our program
forward exponentially.

Oh, yes,
and of course,

she also kept the Physics and
the Chemistry grad students

from killing one other,

so, thank you for that.
Thank you.

And thank you.
Thank you one and all
for your determination,

your dedication,
and your talent.

You are all pioneers.

And now,

now I'd like to
give you the man,

the man who's
opened his checkbook
to our research,

the man who's opened his home
to our little party,

the man whose
cuff links alone

could zero out
your student loans,

I give you Rogan University's
chancellor, Dr. Duncan Wilder.

[Wilder] Thank you, Dr. Seigel,
for that creative
introduction.

While it's the therapist's job
to better the human condition,

I believe it's my job
to better
the university's condition.

I had no choice but to put
every possible resource

behind this
incredible venture.

[quietly] Sorry
if I embarrassed you.

-No, you're not.

[Wilder continues
indiscernibly]

You know,
your mother would have
been proud of you today.

Yeah.

My dad said the same thing
on the phone this morning.

[Wilder] The Deans
of Chemistry, Psychology,

a toast

to a swift and triumphant
clinical trial.

The sooner that mindreaching
gets to those who need it,

the better.

-Excuse me.
-Mm-hm.

Hi.

Cheers.

Next one through
gets an eyeful.

Oh, sure.

Right in there
on the chancellor's
granite countertop, right?

Trust me.
Granite conducts heat.

I'm sure it does,
but come on.

I mean, after how hard
we work, a quickie?

Quickies get a bad rap.

Ken, look, I'm serious.

I mean, last week

we were in the cloakroom
at the faculty lounge,

and before that we were
in the Medical Library.

I'm starting to feel
like a high school student.

Do you still have that
cheerleading outfit?

Ken...

You're saying you want
a romance, Doctor?

Well, I think that romance
gets a bad rap.

Okay, but we
have to hurry,

and no spatula this time.

[Wilder] Dr. Mcguire...

And Dr. Vaughn.

Uh, we were just
on our way back.

If I might steal you
for a moment,

there's something
I've been anxious
to talk to you about.

Ken, would you excuse us?

Certainly.

What's the nature
of these voices that
she says she hears?

Do they have an identity
or a source?

They're disembodied...

Distorted...

Taunting.

We've been to
every kind of specialist
we could find.

They can't explain it,
and neither can she.

Auditory hallucinations.

I think mindreaching
could help.

Going inside
my daughter's mind

might reveal the source
of the voices,

maybe give us
a better idea
of how to treat her.

With all due respect,
Chancellor,

we're just in the beginning
of clinical trials.

-There's a risk
that's involved...

I'm as much a stickler
for protocol as anyone,

but I don't know
how much longer
Judith can hold up.

All of her friends
have gone on to
high school without her.

She's broken off contact
with almost everyone she knows

because...

She doesn't know when
the voices are going to come

or what they're going to say.

I'm losing her, Candace.

Dr. Seigel tells me

about your work
at the clinic,

how you have
a great connection,

a really honest connection
with the patients.

She'll be safe with you.
I know it.

You know, up until now,
it's just been us researchers.

She would be the first
true test of PSR.

Can I meet her?

-Hi.

Um, this is Alice,
my nanny.

Oh, I keep
calling you that.

That's all right,
sweetheart.

Judith thinks
she's too old
for a nanny now.

[Candace] Well,
it's nice to meet you.

Likewise.

You really have
an amazing room here,
Judith.

Yes.

Bet you can't wait
to get out of it, huh?

Are you hearing them now?

[whimpering]

It's all right.
Shh, shh, shh...

I'd like to get her in
as soon as possible.

It's not going to hurt,
though, right?

[Candace] Oh, no. No.

It's going to just
be a tiny pinprick,
that's all.

Scout's honor.

Never been very much
of a Girl Scout.

Oh, no? I was.

Brownies on up,
the whole drill.

Cookie sales?
You are looking at her.

Number two overall.
Troop 923.

Who came in first?

Monica Betterman,

and yes,
that was her actual name.

Uh-huh.

Okay,

we are going to use this
to monitor your heart rate
and your brain waves

during the session.

Okay?

Okay.

You know, you've already
made a huge step
towards getting better.

How?

Well, you left your room,

you came all
the way down here,
and you trusted me,

and I appreciate that.

Sure.

Have you ever
known anyone else

who was sick like me?

Yes.

You know,
you're allowed to be upset

about everything
you've gone through.

Sometimes it's really good
to be mad.

I would,
if I knew who to get mad at.

Okay,
I'm going to be right here
holding your hand.

What's that?

That is the tiny
little machine

that they put under
the skin of my palm.

It attaches itself
to a main nerve in my hand,

and it uses
the nerve

to talk to my brain
like a phone line.

We're going to put
the same little guy

under your skin.

If you look
on the monitor there,

that's the device
that can talk to me

and tell my brain
to match my brain waves
to your brain waves.

You know, it's kind of like
a little mini-network,

then when the brain waves
are matched exactly,

we're going to be in sync,

and I'll be able to read
your unconscious mind,

kind of like tuning in
to a radio station,

and that's PSR,

psionically
synchronized reality.

Sounds complicated.

Do you ever feel like,

you know,
you sometimes read
someone else's mind?

Yeah.

Sometimes I'll be humming
a tune or something,

and my dad will be, like,

"Hey, I was just thinking
about that."

Well, that's all it is,
really.

It's simple.

It's just going to be
you and me

and these tiny machines
under our skin.

It's safe. Come on.

I promise. Trust me.

Ready?

It's all right.
I'm here now.

[Judith] You'll get wet
if you sit here.

I'm not afraid.

Hey, you're that doctor.

Yes.

[indistinct whispering]

Everything looks
so different.

We're in
your subconscious.

This is how you feel
about your life right now.

You look different, too.

I know. I always leave
my lab coat behind.

I guess that's just part of
my subconscious at work, too.

My dad says you're
going to make me better.

I'm going to try.

You're not like
all the others.

You're like me.

[woman's voice] You're sick.

[man's voice] You're sick.

[distorted voice] Judith...

Judith, listen,
you're not alone.

Listen to me.

Judith...

Judith,
you're not alone.
I'm right here.

They can say
what they want.

I'll keep you safe.

Judith... Judith!

[Candace] Look at me.
I'm right here.

I'm right here.

Look at me.

I'm right here!

[sobbing]

Judith, listen,

I want you to say it
back to them.

I want you to say it
back to them, okay?

-I can't.

Whatever they say,
you say it right
back to them.

I can't.

Yes, you can.

-No, I can't.

[distorted voice] Candace...

Candace!

I'm not afraid.

You're sick.

Okay, Judith,
just wait.

No!

[screams]

Alice!

I'm here, sweetheart.

Alice!

Judith, I can help you,
but you have to let me.

Let go.
This isn't really Alice.

She's just part
of your subconscious.

[screams in pain]

[sobbing]

Cycling brain waves
to alpha 3,000,
2,000, 1,000...

[Reese] BP 100 over 60.

Heart rates
descending to normal.

Welcome back.

Do you remember
anything?

No, not really.

It just felt like
I had a scary daydream
or something.

I'm not sure.

Does that mean
it didn't work?

No, no, no, no.

It takes hours
of training

to learn how to remember
a PSR experience.

When we first started,
it was just like
dreaming, too.

Did I do okay?

Oh, you did great.

I think that we are
on the right track,

if you're willing
to come back again.

Yeah?

Cool.

Cool.

Yeah.

It's from Judith's PSR.

She scratched me
during mindreaching,

and it manifested itself
in reality.

-Are you sure?

The safeguards
were supposed
to be foolproof.

I know.

After some early indications
of mind/body connection,

we altered the software.

I have been
through everything,

every system check,
every protocol,
every circuit,

trying to find an answer.

[stammering]
I'm completely stumped.

I mean, if PSR
has this kind of variable,
it's unsafe.

You haven't exactly
tried everything.

Going back into
the PSR to examine
what really happened

is the only thing
that makes sense.

Ken, it's possible

that being injured
in PSR can result
in trauma in reality.

Done it a hundred times,

never had any
serious problems.

Judith's session
was different. Why?

Only one way to find out...

Going back into
your memory.

Wait. Hold on.

I've got to
concentrate more.

Poor kid.

[Candace] This isn't exact,
but it was all pretty quick.

[Judith] My dad says
you're gonna make me better.

She said she thinks
I can help her.

You can. You will.

[Judith sobbing]

Show me
where it happened.

Uh... Okay.

She was freaking out
from the voices
and she ran under the bed,

and then the door opened,

and the nanny
was there.

I'm here, sweetheart.

Did that make it
better or worse?

Better.
Alice is a safety net,
a touchstone.

Judith's mom
died of Parkinson's
when she was four.

Severe childhood trauma.

Yeah...

And we were right there.

We were both trying
to calm her down,

and then that's when
this scratch happened.

I felt completely isolated,
like some sort of freak.

What?

You said,
"I felt completely isolated."

Your mind was so convinced
that you were scratched,

your skin cells
mimicked an actual scratch.

You're saying because
I identify so strongly
on a personal level,

that that connection
is what overrode
the safeguard?

Let's think this through.

It's the first session,
a real patient,

a young girl
who also lost her mother.

She does remind me of me
at that age,

except I was
angry at the world,

and she is so accepting.

I mean, nobody should have to
accept what she is
going through, no one.

In other words?

In other words,

my emotional bond to the child
is what put me at risk.

Bingo.

You're brilliant.

No, we are.

Oh, if you're right,
there's hope
we can fix this.

It's a step back,
but not a complete disaster.

We just adjust
the sensitivity range
on the theta match...

But we only have
a very narrow margin.

If we make
the sensitivity range
too wide,

then mindreaching's
not going to be possible,

but distancing
our brain waves

only slightly...

What are you
smirking at?

You were vulnerable
a minute ago.

I saw it.

I've never seen you
completely let
your guard down.

I'd like to enjoy it
for a minute,
if that's okay.

Sure.

Oh, so, when you
found me tonight

ready to throw myself
off a bridge,
you thought that was sexy?

The fact you didn't
throw yourself off,

your commitment,
your passion...

That's sexy.

You're not
actually trying
to seduce me here, are you?

No. I would never
think of doing
anything like that.

Nice dress.

Hey, we're in your mind.

To finding solutions.

And vulnerability.

Ken!

Ken, what's wrong?

Ken!

Okay, cycling to
3,000, 2,000, 1,000...

Ken?

Ken.

Ken, wake up. Wake up,
wake up, wake up, wake up.

Ken, Ken, Ken.

Ken!

Ken, wake up.

Delta... No...

Ken... Ken, wake up!

Wake up!

Please, wake up.

[woman speaking indistinctly
on public announcer]

They've been
running tests all day.

His coma's been assessed
as a Glasgow level three.

His condition's
anything but stable.

My God.

There's no sign of trauma,

which means
there's got to be

some psychological
reason for it.

You should've come to me
about the scratch.

I was going to.

When?

What happened during
Judith Wilder's session

wasn't some
minor complication.

You two acted
like the rest of the team
didn't even matter.

Do you have any idea
what this has cost us?

What it's cost you?

I don't know
what else to say.

I know I was wrong.

I'm sorry.

Sorry can't fix it.

No.

No, it can't.

But if we...

We bring the PSR gun
and the microtech,

and we bring it
here to Ken.

I mean, it's designed
to be portable...

Candace, I...

Ken and I came up
with a theory
about the scratch,

one that makes sense.

I need to get back in there

and try to help him
wake up.

You haven't heard.

I've heard you, I have.

Look, I know that PSR
is a risk, but listen,

this could be our only way
that we're going to reach him.

That's not what I mean.
It's not up to me.

We'll get his family

to assign you
as a primary doctor...

Candace,
listen to me, okay?

Some things have changed
in the past 24 hours.

What things?

The lab's closed.

We're locked out.

Chancellor Wilder's ordered
psionic research shut down.

It wasn't a decision
I made lightly or in haste.

I thought about it.

For a whole two days.

Chancellor,
after supporting us
so valiantly

for two years,

I'm just bewildered.

I mean,
less than a week ago

we stood in that kitchen,
and you begged me to help you.

Please.

It's bad enough
that Dr. Vaughn
is in a coma.

That I volunteered my daughter

for a procedure this
potentially destructive...

It was going to help her,
and it still can.

Look, I understand

how you can be
spooked by this,
I do.

But we've got
so much to gain here.

It's just a few steps back,
that's all.

I'm sorry.

So, what, Judith was
the only reason that you
supported PSR research?

How can you suggest that?

I wanted to see it change
the face of mental health
as much as anyone.

Then don't give up on us now
when we need you the most.

Please.

No. My decision is final.

You do that.

Just kill six years
of herculean efforts
with a phone call.

Why don't you
write off the millions?

Bet you could use
the tax break, huh?

Candace,
I suggest you curb your tone.

Ken needs our help,

and I need to
get back in there.

-Dr. Vaughn
was a respected...
-"Is!"

"Is" a respected and valued
member of our faculty.

I want to see him wake up
as much as you do.

PSR, just one more time.

Chancellor, please?

There is no
"one more time."

There is no more lab.

ID?

You can take personal files,

but the equipment
has to go to storage.

This isn't happening.

Ma'am?

Ma'am!

Ma'am...

I said personal
files only.

All that equipment there's
going into storage.

I said no
equipment, period.

Right. I'm sorry.

I'm just...

[grunts]

[speaking indistinctly]

You got any change, lady?

Change? Lady?

Lady?

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.
This can't be...

Cycling up brain waves,
3,000, 2,000, 1,000.

[homeless man]
They're coming!

Cycling up brain waves,
3,000, 2,000, 1,000.

Come on, Candace.
Come on.

I'm here, sweetheart.

Mom?

[woman] What do
these people want?

No!

Mom!

Don't leave me here!

This isn't happening.

Oh, God,
what have I done?

Okay.

He's coming!

He's coming!

What? What?

It's him!

Oh, God!

[homeless man]
He's not from our planet!

-What is this?

[screams]

Oh, my God!

Okay, Candace, stay sane.

Stay sane. Stay sane.

Cycling up brain waves,
3,000, 2,000, 1,000.

Is he bothering you, Miss?

I'm sorry. I...
I have to go.

You better watch out.

He's coming.
He's coming for you.

[homeless man]
You've got to
get away from him.

You've got to
save yourself.

The line between PSR
and reality was
completely blurred.

I was locked in this
man's mind with his demons.

No, don't!

It could happen again.
I'm not in control.

Just by touching you
spontaneously?

No matching microtech device?

It's like

this new hyperevolved
version of mindreaching.

I mean, the homeless guy
was clearly bipolar,

but it wasn't just that.
It was...

Like I was different, too,

only I felt more like myself
than I ever did before.

And my mom was there,

just like the day
that they took her away,

like one of my own memories

actually followed me
into that man's mind,

and the exit sequence
didn't work.

The security guard
had to pull him off of me,

and then
we were slammed
back into reality.

What is it? What?

Stress.

Either that, or I've got to
stay off the double lattes.

Mm-hm.

Okay, okay,

just tell me what you need.

I know you've got
a first-generation PSR gun

here in the house.

I need you to
take this microtech
out of my hand

and reinsert it the right way
so it'll work properly,

so I can help Ken.

[beeping]

I promise no one's
ever going to know
that you helped me.

I'm not worried about that,
Candace,

I'm worried about you.

You've injected yourself

with malfunctioning
technology

that's no longer
ours to play with,

and the capper is,
you've injected it
the wrong way.

What?
Why did you stop looking?

I can't find it.

The tracking unit
shows nothing.

You must have completely
missed the target nerve.

What?

The microtech
is no longer in your hand.

What do you mean?
It has to be.

The gun was loaded.

I performed
the injection sequence.

The microtech launched.

-If you hit a vein
by accident...
-No...

You were rushed.

If the microtech migrates
into your bloodstream,

it's going to search for
a strong electrical impulse
to recharge.

Yeah, but, I mean...

Where?

No.

[beeping]

Damn.

No, my brain, right?

It's dead center.

The headaches...

The erratic PSR.

No wonder.

I'm sure there's
a surgery that takes...

Yeah, it's called an autopsy.

I'm no good
to anybody anymore.

What have I done?

Dr. Mcguire,
what are you doing here?

Are you okay?

I have to go see Judith.

I've got to go
say goodbye.

She's gone to bed.

Maybe if you
came back tomorrow.

Look, I'd just like
to talk to her, okay?

I just have to explain

that I'm not going
to be able to
help her anymore.

Actually,
she's not feeling well.

I'm sure she'll understand
about everything.

Another day...

There might not be
another day.

This is a private home,
Doctor.

Dr. Wilder!

Dr. Mcguire,
you are not permitted
to see her at this time.

I must ask you to stop.

Judith...

Judith, hey.

Hey...

Um, I just
wanted t tell you...

What do you think
you're doing?

And I'm not...

Can you just please
give me a minute?

Doctor, you are not permitted
to be near this person.

Do you understand?

Leave her alone!

[baby crying]

You see?

She still needs me.

If she still needs you,
then I still need you.

Then I still need you.

Then I still...

Then I still need you...

What is going on?

Dr. Mcguire?

What did you
just do to me?

It's you.

You've been doing this
to keep her here

so you can stay?

Dr. Mcguire,
if this is your way
of getting back...

Tell him, Alice!

I don't know
what you're talking about.

The poison
you're giving her,

huh, what was it?

What was it?

-[Wilder] What is going on?

She's giving Judith a drug
for Parkinson's disease.

I believe that's your
late wife's prescription.

I found that
while I was tidying up.

I never...

This was filled
last month.

She's been dead 10 years.

I can explain.

One of the side effects
to trimiticane

is auditory hallucinations.

Why?

I just needed more time.

It was just for more time...

Only because...

Because I love you.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God,
oh, my God.

[Alice] It doesn't do
permanent damage.

I checked first.

I would never hurt her.

I would never hurt her.

I knew you'd come
eventually.

I've got nothing to
lose at this point.

His brain waves
are getting weaker.

You know the way this thing
is hardwired into your brain,

all bets are off.

It's inconsistent.
It's erratic.

Yeah, well, if this works,

then it's good
for the both of us.

You told me the exit sequence
doesn't work anymore.

How do you plan
on getting back?

Just give me a half an hour,
and then separate us.

There is no way to predict
what's going to happen.

You could end up in a coma,
or worse.

I'll see you
in my bed.

Okay?

Ken?

Ken, listen,

we have to help
each other now.

I'm so tired.

I know, but you've
got to stay with me, okay?

We don't have much time.

I need to sleep.

No. Listen, Ken,

in your subconscious mind
you're awake,

but your conscious mind,
you're fast asleep.

Ken? Ken,
are you on any medication,

drugs of any kind, huh?

-No drugs.
-Nothing?

Ken, listen.

You see, in PSR,

you were exposed to something
that induced a coma,

all right?

We've got to figure out
what it was.

Help me.

Was it the alcohol?
The champagne?

Come on.

Help me help you, Ken.

Oh, God,
I'm losing you.

Baby, please?

What is that? What is that?

Ken, those are allergies!

All right, Ken,
you've got allergies, honey.

What is it?
What are you allergic to?

Um...

Mildew.

Uh-huh.

Cut grass...

Yeah? What?

Strawberries.

The strawberries?

But I was eating
the strawberries.

Ken?

Ken, you didn't
have strawberries.

That was me.

All right.

Okay.

All right.

All right, Ken,
we've got medicine.

We've got medicine.

That's it.

Ken?

Ken, Ken,

this is
the strawberry antidote.

Just take my word for it,

all right? Believe me.

Open your mouth, okay?

Take it down.
Take it down.

There you go.
There you go.

That's going to make you well.

There you go.

Okay, just believe me.
Believe me.

You've just
got to believe me.

Okay?

Okay?

All right, cycling up,
3,000, 2,000, 1,000.

You've only been in
five minutes.

The exit sequence,
it worked this time.

I guess I've got
some control.

Concentration is the key.

What about Ken?

[coughs]

You're good, Dr. Mcguire.

You're not so bad
yourself, Dr. Vaughn.

That's right.
Come get me.

[growling]

[screeching]

[grunts]

Cycling up,
3,000, 2,000, 1,000.

It's free?

I can come to you?

And don't even have to
make an appointment.

The clinic's open
24 hours a day.

I haven't been needing
the pills as much

since you've been
visiting me out here.

Thanks.

You take care.

Are you ready?

See, that didn't take
too long, right?

Come on,
the mall awaits.

Okay, my dad said
I can't have anything
that shows my stomach,

but that's lame.
He doesn't know what's up.

I'm all about midriff.

Gloves?

Just in case.

[Control Voice]
If we are going to delve

into the true secrets
of the human soul,

we must be prepared

to deal with the demons
that reside there.