All language subtitles for The Outer Limits_S07E17_Rule of Law.srt - 2

We missed a trail marker.

We didn't miss anything.

Maybe they took the marker.

We are pretty close
to the border.

Do you think they even have
a concept of what a border is?

Maybe not. But they got the
idea of pulse rifles by now.

I'm not worried.

[grunting]

[aliens screeching]

They're all around us.

[roaring]

[grunting]

Move.

[grunting]

[aliens screeching]

[grunting]

[grunting]

[groaning]

[snarling]

[aliens snarling in distance]

[roaring]

[roaring]

[panting softly]

[footsteps retreating]

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

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the transmission.

We control the horizontal
and the vertical.

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with a thousand channels

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and beyond.

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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] As humanity
spreads to the stars,

we will take with us
our values and our laws.

But how will those laws
and moral judgments apply

to creatures and cultures
alien to our own?

[honking]

[all chattering]

[groaning]

[honking]

Hi! I'm looking
for the courthouse.

We ain't got
no working courthouse.

No courthouse? You're sure?

I said, we ain't got
no working courthouse.

Oleaga slapped a room together
but we ain't got a judge yet.

Crooked old geezer from Earth
isn't due till next week.

-Geezer?
-Word is

that he's senile enough

that Oleaga won't have
much trouble bribing him
on the cheap.

[both laughing]

Well, where's Oleaga's office?

Oh, just follow your nose
around the corner.

When you come to a building
that don't stink of manure
that'll be Oleaga's place.

-[crowd screaming]
-[man yelling]

Oh, looks like
Jake and his posse
got their Medusan.

Street justice is the custom?

Unless the criminal is paying
protection of Quince
and the army.

You want this animal to hang?

[crowd] Yeah!

-Yeah!
-[man] That's Jake Armstrong.

Lost his little brother
in the attack.

[Jake] Hang him!

-I'll put a stop
to this right now.
-Why?

I've got to. I'm the crooked
old geezer from Earth.

[groaning]

Jake Armstrong!

As territorial judge
of this quadrant

by order of the
fifth circuit court,

I hereby take custody
of your prisoner.

Get back to Earth.

We don't need no judge here.

Jake, I never killed
a man in anger.

The problem for you is...

I ain't angry.

Nice antique.

But how are you gonna
stop a lynching with it?

[crowd yelling indistinctly]

If this Medusan
killed your brother,

he will be punished with the
full extent of the law

There's no law in Dedalus.

There is now.

I didn't come to
the far side of nowhere
for the sunny climate, Finch.

Dedalus is a commercial
mining colony.

But until we establish
a court of law

we're under the thumb
of the military.

And that is bad for business.

And that is why
I sent for you.

Governor Oleaga.

I report to the fifth
judicial circuit.
Not to local politicians.

Of course, I didn't mean
to imply anything else.

-Thank you.
-[groaning]

So what is the situation
with the indigenous Medusans?

Well, the military
guard the town.

But you can't venture out
into the countryside
without an armed escort.

The Medusans can be
quite savage.

Hmm.

Must be something
about having your planet

colonized that brings out
the worst in people.

Listen, Finch,
we bought that land
fair and square

Eleven years ago from
the local Medusan chieftain.

And unfortunately
with his death this year
things have gotten

a little dicey.

Now, about the Medusan
you want to try.

It might be best
handled by Quince
and the military.

Governor, if you
want the court to be
the moral authority here,

people have to respect it.

That means trying
the tough cases
like this Medusan attack.

And not throwing it
to a military firing squad.

My daughter was injured
in that attack.

Her three friends
were murdered.

She was the only survivor.

As a father
I want that killer punished.

And as a judge so do I.

If he's guilty.

Of course.

You sent for me, Governor?

Ah, yes, Judge Finch,
this is our prosecuting
attorney Mr. O'Brien.

-Mr. O'Brien, how do you do?
-Judge.

Mr. O'Brien,
will you show the judge

to his courtroom?

Governor...

-[sighing]
-Well, not exactly mahogany
paneled splendor.

It's perfect.

For a judge,
you sure are easy to please.

Judge Roy Bean
used to convene his courtroom
in a bar room

back in 1882.

Montana territory
was wide open frontier.

Judge and the marshal
for a 1000 square miles.

No bureaucracy, no politics,
no shades of gray.

All a judge needed
was common sense,
guts, fairness of mind...

And a six-shooter
strapped to his belt.

You know, Judge,
Oleaga was right.

You should leave this Medusan
for Quince.

What's the matter,
Mr. Prosecutor?

I thought you said
this was an open
and shut case.

That doesn't mean
I'm looking to make work
for myself unnecessarily.

I'm paid on a weekly, Judge.

Tell me, what were the
victims doing when they
were attacked?

The geographical survey.

About as threatening
as the Red Cross.

Any idea what brought it on?

What brings on a shark attack?

[Quince] O'Brien.

Sure thing.

I'm Quince.

And welcome to Dedalus, Judge.

Oh, and congratulations
on your rather
colorful entrance.

Oh, congratulations on yours.

May I ask you
a straightforward question?

When I first heard
they were sending
a judge to Dedalus,

I kept asking myself,

"Now what is it this judge did

"to get his ass booted
from the high-tech comforts
of Earth to this sewage pit?"

I'm not much
for the high-tech
comforts of Earth.

All they've gotten us
is fat and lazy.

Besides the sanitized
lifestyle on Earth these days

comes with a bill
I'm tired of paying.

And that bill being?

Independence.

Candor.

The ability to answer
straightforward questions
straightforwardly.

That straightforward
enough for you?

Word has it
you're gonna put
the Medusan on trial.

From my experience
that attack was
more of an act of war.

If the Medusan was ordered
to attack the mapping party
it'll come out in the trial.

Well, how are you
gonna do that?

-You're gonna ask the Medusan?
-Something like that.

And if he won't answer?

I'll call you to the stands
so you can beat it out of him.

You're a funny man, Judge.

We don't get a lot
of funny men in Dedalus.

The problem is they keep
turning up dead.

Nice talking to you.

Oh, the pleasure was mine.

[communication device ringing]

Hi, this is Eileen.

Please leave your name
and trans tag

and I'll call you back
as soon as I can. Thank you.

[automated voice]
Please leave your message now.

Hey, I'm in Dedalus.

Any sane person
would get the hell out of here
in the next freighter.

Somehow I feel
that a chapter of my life
needs to be written here.

[laughing]

Is that mystical enough
for you?

No wonder
all my lawyer friends
think I'm crazy.

[sighing]
I still think about you.

I know you're still working
on the big decision.

[sighing] Wish I could
steer you to the right choice

but hell I'm just
the ex-husband.

And as advice givers
rank just below
the town drunk.

Don't marry him, Leni.

[line disconnects]

[sighing]

-Good morning, Judge Finch.
-Whoa!

Did you have a nightmare?

Who the hell are you?

Justice Hafner
of the fifth circuit

sent me from Earth
to assist you.

-Didn't you get his message?
-No.

Here let me help you up.

Oh!

Can I get you something
to start your day?

Yeah, a chiropractor.

-I doubt that Dedalus has
a doctor of that specialty.
-Just kidding.

Oh!

So Hafner put you up to this?

-Why?
-He's not sure you're
up to the assignment.

He said that?

What were his exact words?

[beep]

[Hafner's recording]
"I'm not sure he's
up to this assignment."

Oh, my god!

-You're a sim?
-Yes.

A simulated human.
My name is Miranda.

Hafner sent me a sim!

He feels
you're too unconventional.

That you're too quick
to abandon judicial protocol.

Let me tell you
what Hafner can do
with his protocol.

And he feels
you have a temper.

It may comfort you to know
that the rest of the fifth
circuit disagreed.

Sending me along
was the compromise
that got you the job.

Then send a person.
Why send a sim?

Hafner knows I hate anything
to do with technology.

-Really?
-No offense intended.

Why should I be offended?

-Simply because you hate me
for what I am!
-Hey...

Because you don't
want to give me

even the smallest chance
to show you what I can do.

I'm sorry, okay.

No, let me apologies.

I'm sorry, Judge,
that my existence
gives you a headache.

Oh, thank you, Judge Hafner!

[indistinct chattering]

[exhaling]

All rise for the Honorable
Judge Jerome Finch.

First territorial court
of Dedalus is now in session.
Please be seated.

[indistinct murmuring]

[clearing throat]

For future reference,
my name is Joshua Finch.

-What did I say?
-Jerome.

-Sorry.
-It's okay.

All rise for the Honorable
Judge Joshua Finch!

Please be seated.

Your honor,

I am Kra'dok,
attorney for the defense.

Before we begin this
I might tell you. I cannot
plead my client.

-Why not?
-Well, I don't speak Medusan.

Why am I only hearing
about this now?

Up until this morning
I was doing property
line disputes

and immigration claims.

[sighing] Fine.

Bailiff, we need a translator.

[groaning]

Anybody here speak Medusan?

[indistinct murmuring]

[speaking Medusan]

It looks like you're not gonna
get a plea your honor.

The Medusan
refuses to participate.

Your honor,
the prosecution moves
for a summary judgment.

If you want a summary judgment
without evidence,

my ruling will be,
"Not guilty, case dismissed."

You still want it?

Motion withdrawn.

I'm gonna enter a plea
of not guilty on your behalf.

Does he understand?

[speaking Medusan]

Excuse me, do you want me
to apprise you

of your small procedural errors
as they happen

or just save them up
and tell you at the end
of the day?

At the end of the day.

[speaking Medusan]

He says do as you wish.

I'll take that as a yes.

Court is adjourned until trial.

[Miranda] I'm sorry to
inconvenience you, Judge Finch.

It's okay.

There isn't an
available room in town.

I'm sure one will open up soon.

Oh, thank you for the pillow.

I'm sure we can make do
for a couple of days.

I thought you were
masterful in court today.

Well, thank you, Miranda.

In fact your few mistakes
were hardly worth noting.

-Mistakes?
-The small procedural errors.

Oh, yeah!

I've noted them
and left a copy on your desk.
Would you like to review them?

No, actually,

I think I'm gonna
get some sleep.

[groaning] Good night.

Good night.

[exhaling]

-You want a blanket?
-No.

-Glass of water?
-No thanks.

-Okay, then.
Well, see you in the morning.
-First thing.

Well, sweet dreams.

[Finch sighing]

Are you gonna go to sleep?

I don't sleep much.

What does that mean exactly?

Well, it varies each night

depending on
the day's activities.

What are we
looking at tonight, you think?

48 minutes.

Probably just before dawn.

Great!

Thank you, Judge Hafner!

Lavinia told us
they attacked along
the eastern border area.

So that's where
I took the posse.

We figured
we still had a chance

to get our people back alive

given what we'd heard
about the Medusans.

-You mean
their torture methods?
-Yes.

As slow as possible.

Objection. Hearsay.

Sustained.

Did you personally
observe the Medusans
engaged in torture?

Yes.

We tracked the Medusans,

caught up
with them just across
the territorial border.

I saw Matt strung up
tied to some sort of
wooden rack.

Medusans burnt him alive.

We charged
but it was too late.

Then more of them showed,
we had to pull back
but we go that one there.

-No further questions--
-You should have let me

finish it the other
night, Judge.

You should have let me
string him up.

That's enough, Mr. Armstrong.

[groaning]

[groaning]

[groaning]

It's a Narcopta.
They have a daily
two-hour hibernation.

-That's lunch.
-[gavel banging]

[groaning]

Your trial's not very popular
with some of the locals.

They'd just as soon
strung the Medusan
and gotten it over with.

Well, that's another Christmas
card I won't be getting.

Well...

Watch those two over there.

The one on the left
is about to steal
from his neighbor.

-Ah!
-[Finch] Well, why don't you
arrest him?

Because the neighbor
stole from him first.

You learn soon enough,
my friend. Soon enough.

[speaking Medusan]

The damn thing
won't swear on the Bible.

Your honor, uh,
the book has no
meaning for them.

He doesn't respect
our rituals.

Well, why should he
show us any respect?

How much respect
are we showing him?

Get him out of that cage.

-[indistinct muttering]
-Are you sure?

Sir, he's very dangerous.

And we don't have
force field barriers here
like they do on Earth.

You're supposed to be
the defense attorney,
Mr. Kra'dok.

Yes, but I'm the one who's
gonna be sitting next to him.

Bring a chair forward, please.

Judge, procedure
in homicide trials

requires the use
of a protective barrier

between the accused
and the court.

The defendant is shackled
and we have two armed guards.

True, but procedure clearly...

Bailiff, please remove
the defendant from the cage

and seat him
at the defense table.

We can go over it later.

Do you recognize
the woman in the gallery?

[speaking Medusan]

[speaking Medusan]

Yes, it was the leader.

What happened
to the other humans?

[speaking Medusan]

Uh, they were killed and...
Your honor, the word
doesn't translate.

Was it as Mr. Armstrong
described?

[speaking Medusan]

Yes.

Were you present
when they were killed?

[Quince speaking Medusan]

Yes.

Did you kill anyone yourself?

[speaking Medusan]

Yes. One of them was for me.

Son of a bitch!
You killed them!

You killed them all.

-[gavel banging]
-Order!

[faint music playing]

-[thrashing]
-[creature screeching]

[indistinct talking]

[Miranda]
Judge, he came by after court
to see you about the case.

[Finch] What would he
have known about the case?

Straight for the throat.

Classic Medusan attack.

They have a habit
of targeting anyone
who collaborates with humans.

But how did
a Medusan get into town
without being spotted?

They're like roaches.
They can slither
under the door.

These wounds were not made
by a Medusan.

I wasn't aware
your assistant was an expert.

Taught her everything I know.

The Medusans slash
with their claws.

These wounds suggest
a stabbing motion.

As if someone used
a Medusan claw as a knife.

Medusan severed claws
are not the kind of thing

that people keep lying
around their house.

I know someone who does.

Quince.

Sergeant, I want you
to place General Quince
under arrest.

Sergeant, stand your ground.

-Quince, I am ordering...
-Governor!

-What are the charges?
-Murder.

Murder who?

-The Hmong.
-[Finch] We found the murder
weapon in your office.

Enough talk. Arrest him.

These men answer to me.

They also answer to the
military high command on Earth.

Now, if they disobey
a judge's order
they will be court marshaled.

Wanna mortgage their
futures just to save yourself?

Sergeant, do your duty.

[communication device beeping]

[automated voice]
You have one new message.

I got married, Josh.

I know it's not
what you wanted to hear.

But I know
it's the right thing.

Deep down you do too.

Yeah.

I'll always love you.

But we want different things.

Sometimes love isn't enough.

I'm sorry.
I can't talk anymore.

[music playing from street]

[Finch] It's open.

Hello.

Hey!

Your blood alcohol level
is .21.

-Is that all?
-[clattering]

[automated voice]
Replaying same message.

[Eileen] I got married, Josh.

-Judge Finch?
-I know it's not
what you wanted to hear.

[Finch] Ah!

-I know it's...
-Are you okay?

Deep down you do too.

I'll always love you.

But we want different things.

Sometimes love isn't enough.

I'm sorry.
I can't talk anymore.

[recording ends]

[people talking indistinctly]

[groaning]

Oh!

Jesus!

[gasps] Oh!

Good morning.

-What are you doing in here?
-You were distracted.

You needed to be comforted
so that you could
focus on the case

and operate
at maximum efficiency.

Comforted? What the hell
are you talking about?

[knocking on door]

Uh...just a minute.

Stay right there.

-Yes?
-I'm sorry to disturb you,
Judge.

But I thought
you might want to know...

They're organizing
another party.

Why?

But... You mean,
nobody told you?

Well, there's been
the jailbreak.

The Medusans broke
their own kind out and
put two of ours in hospital.

-What about Quince?
-Quince's is gone.

I believe the Medusans
took him with them.

-And they left a Tritium brick
with Medusan writing...
-Wait there.

Get dressed.

[Miranda] It's in Medusan.

"Khartouf Point alone."

When'd you learn
to speak Medusan?

I don't speak it.
I can read it.

My larynx has difficulty
reproducing their vowels.

-It's actually...
-Medusan wants to meet.
Probably in his own territory.

Tritium fuel
is our main export.

Difficult as hell to mine
but a cash cow.

I've never seen
a brick like this, though.

What's this colored area?

Medusan territory.
They are sitting
on a pile of it.

The Medusan Tritium area
is run mostly along
the border.

Why do you think
it took so long
to carve out a peace treaty?

The border was
at the heart of it.

There it is. Khartouf Point.
Let's go.

The note said alone.

That's the way it's gonna be.

The Medusans took me prisoner
when they busted their priest
out of jail.

Priest?

Mmm-hmm.
They're a lot more intelligent
than we thought.

It turns out
your defendant speaks
pretty good English.

I'd put that peacemaker away
if I were you.

Why?

Because they'll cut you
in half if you don't.

[Medusans growling]

[groaning]

[speaking Medusan]

[groaning]

[groaning]

Well, look on the bright side.

They could have killed us
in the forest.

We would have been
better off.

They like to torture
their victims slowly.

There. That one.

Our defendant.

It's just like Armstrong said.

But why are they torturing
the dead Medusan?

Birth and death.

The sacred circle.

This ritual honors the dead.

The burial rite.

Your human comrades
died in our attack.

We took their bodies here
to honor them

as we would our own.

But why did you
kill the humans?

[Finch] Tritium bricks.

[infant whimpering]

[groaning]

[squealing]

Court is now in session.

How can you expect
to conduct a trial
without a defendant?

-[growling]
-[crowd gasps, murmurs]

-Shoot-- Shoot him!
-No.

Stand down, Sergeant.

We'll get a testimony first.

Don't listen to Quince.
He's been arrested for murder.

General Quince is free on bond
pending trail.

What is this?

It's called trying a case
on the evidence.

Mr. Kra'dok,

call your witness.

The humans came
to our sacred place
several times.

We did not catch them
until the last time.

[Jake] And you murdered them.

You will be silent,
Mr. Armstrong.

Damn it, Judge.
That thing killed my brother
and you're treating it like...

A defendant, Jake.

Now, sit down and shut up
before I have you
tossed in the street.

[indistinct muttering]

Continue, Mr. Kra'dok.

What happened this last time
when you caught them?

We attacked them.

Three of them died.

Why did you kill them?

They stole the Tritium bricks
from our village.

You killed them
because of the bricks?

[Medusan] The Tritium bricks

are for our children.

Without the energy
that they provide

our children cannot be born.

The ore must be right
and each brick
carefully processed.

When we had found
that so many bricks
had been stolen,

hundreds of them...

There was not enough time
to make more

before many of our
unborn children were dying.

-[indistinct murmuring]
-So, you attacked the humans

to save your children.

I've heard enough of this.

Sit down, Governor.

We don't have to listen
to a murderer.

If you wanna leave, leave!

But I believe Mr. Kra'dok
is gonna call your daughter
up to the witness stand.

Isn't that right, Mr. Kra'dok?

Nobody is going anywhere
until his honor says so.

You can do whatever you like,
Mr. Oleaga, after the trial.

Now, sit down.

[Lavinia] Everything that
thing said is a lie.

We were making maps.
It attacked us for no reason.

You mean, you never visited
the Medusan camp?

I would never set foot
in the forbidden zone.

And another thing.

Hundreds of those bricks
would weigh thousands
of pounds.

Do I look like
I could carry that?

Do you, uh, recognize this?

-No.
-Hmm!

It has your name on it.

The judge found it
in the Medusan camp.

Do you recognize this?

I'm not sure.

It's a Tritium
extraction device.

And was found in your bag.
Do you remember it now?

Objection!
Witness is not on trial.

I wasn't accusing her
of a crime.

I'm just establishing
mitigating circumstances

in the case against my client,
your honor.

-I'll allow it.
-[Kra'dok] Tritium
is very light.

A thousand pounds of ore
would only produce
a hundred pounds of Tritium.

Quite easy
for four people to carry.

Do you still deny
that you were stealing Tritium
from the Medusans?

Even if we were

it wouldn't give it the right
to attack us like that.

[Kra'dok] But you heard
in his testimony today.

The Medusan hatchlings
need Tritium to survive.

Well, that's what they said.

They might just be
saying that to try
to get away with murder.

Oh! So you still think
that my client was trying
to kill you that day?

I know it was.

Then why didn't he?

-I was lucky.
-Oh, I'll say!

A physically
superior species...

It takes out three
combat veterans

with post rifles!

In his own environment
he is unstoppable. Deadly!

And yet he can't track down
a single unarmed woman
ten feet away?

Why?

Maybe it had
its fill of blood.

Or maybe it only killed
to stop you from
taking the Tritium

it needed
to save its children.

Once it had your knapsacks,
it let you go.

Now, didn't he?

Didn't he?

All rise for the honorable
Judge Jerome...

[door closing]

Joshua Finch.

Please be seated.

[Finch]
The defendant has confessed
to killing three men.

The law here is clear.

The killings only occurred
when the defendant
was resisting a felony.

The de facto murder
of his tribe's offspring.

Under the law
such resistance
is justifiable homicide.

It is another
function of the law
to prevent future crime.

I believe
this crime started
with ignorance.

So to prevent future incidents

I hereby order the defendant
to serve five years

as a Medusan liaison
to the Dedalus colony.

This is outrageous.

These things aren't human.

They're subhuman savages.

Who cares
about their children?

[gavel banging]

As for Lavinia Oleaga,

she's to be held
for arraignment

on the charges
of border violation and theft.

Finch, you'll never
get away with this.

Court is adjourned.

So, what now?

Face arraignment hearing
next week on a murder charge.

Why would I
wanna kill the Hmong?
It's an obvious frame.

So if it is,
it'll come out in court.

You think I did it?

[Miranda] It would be
against regulations

for Judge Finch to comment
on that pre-hearing.

She's right.

But off the record,

I wouldn't have a drink
with a murderer
if I was dying of thirst

and it was the last beer
in the galaxy.

Buy you a beer?

Thought you'd never ask.

Hey, wait a minute!
I know what you just did.

Judge Finch?

[Control Voice] Only by cutting
through the darkness
of ignorance and prejudice

can we achieve true justice.