All language subtitles for The Outer Limits s02e15 Afterlife

No time left.

Please, for the sake of your immortal
soul, confess your sins.

My soul is safe, Father.

But if you murdered those people,
then... I didn't.

God knows that.

The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not
want.

He maketh me to lie down in green
pastures.

He leadeth me beside still waters.

He restoreth my soul.

He leadeth me in the path of
righteousness, for his name's sake.

Yea, though I walk through the valley of
the shadow of death, I will fear no

evil, for thou art with me.

Thy rod and thy staff, they comfort me.

Thou preparest a table before me in the
presence of mine enemies.

Thou anointest my head with oil.

My cup runneth over.

Surely goodness and mercy will follow me
all the days of my life.

And I shall dwell in the house of the
Lord forever.

The state pronounces inmate 47 -5662
deceased.

The official time of death, 12 .11 a .m.

Welcome back, Sergeant Stiles.

Am I alive?

In deference to your once distinguished
military career.

We have been authorized to offer you a
choice.

You can either submit to a medical
experiment vital to the security and

of the United States, or we can conclude
your

execution.

Take your time, Sergeant.

We understand.

This is a big decision.

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

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.

Please stand by.

When the machinations of fear collide
with man's inventive genius, the result

can be both irreversible and terrifying.

What kind of medical experiment?

If you survive the program, you'll be
given a new ID, a place to live outside

the U .S., and a sizable cash deposit.

What are you, the State Department?

CIA? You're wasting time, Sergeant.

Black Ops.

Am I right?

What's it gonna be?

I'll give you another 30 seconds.

You act as if I had a choice.

You do have a choice.

You can say no.

By saying no, I would be committing
suicide.

And that would fly in the face of your
religious beliefs, wouldn't it?

Yes, it would.

But you knew that.

I'll take that as a yes.

What kind of medical experiment?

You'll find out soon enough.

Oh, Dr.

Kersau will be by to examine you later.

Welcome aboard, Sergeant.

Sergeant Stiles, I'm Dr. Kershaw.

I have orders to take some blood, some
hair, and a small skin sample.

That's all?

Got myself quite a deal, then.

All right, I'm fired.

That's a joke, Doc.

Here.

It's all right. I won't hurt you.

Roger.

You're afraid of?

You killed 11 people in cold blood.

Oh, I have killed people.

Any more than that.

But in war.

I was a soldier then, following orders,
just like you are now.

But I swear to you, for God, that I did
not commit the murders of which I'm

accused.

I followed the trial on television,
Sergeant.

It was quite public.

Yes.

I was framed.

Probably by the same people you're
working for. Why would they do that?

I was ordered to gun down a foreign
national for purely political reasons.

I refused.

For that, I was dishonorably discharged.

I publicly denounced the government and
the military.

And for that, I am being punished.

You probably don't think that that can
happen in this country, but if the right

people want you silent... There were
witnesses.

All military personnel. The DNA evidence
was irrefutable.

And that is your particular area of
expertise?

Yes, it is.

And that is what you're collecting from
me now?

DNA?

You know, if you're going to be the one
conducting these experiments, whatever

they may be, I would like you to believe
that I am not the monster that they've

painted me to be. Whether I believe you
or not won't change anything.

It might stop your hand from shaking.

And this began.

I wouldn't know.

You are a better soldier than I, Curso.

They've gone to all this trouble.

to get me here. If that's what this
really is all about, then I can only

that it's another death sentence.

Can you at least tell me that much?

No.

I guess you've just been transferred
here.

You got your orders last night at
midnight and you're more than a little

surprised that your first assignment is
to draw blood from someone who you think

is executed.

See, I know the way these people work.
Information is dispensed.

I need to know, Basis.

Doctor, I need to know.

Get some rest.

You may need it.

We're locked up.

Oh.

You're patient.

Apparently alive and well, sir. So you
know who he is.

You were never afraid for your life or
concerned that he might harm you in some

way? No, sir.

Do you feel sorry for him?

Sir, I don't think of him one way or the
other. I did the job I was asked to do.

Good.

What's your security level, Doctor?

Two.

Consider yourself upgraded to five.

What you're about to see is classified
top secret.

You'll speak to no one about it in any
way under penalty of court -martial.

Understood? Yes, sir. Open it up.

Oh, my God.

We want you to find out if it's
compatible.

If necessary, we want you to make it
compatible.

What?

Human DNA?

More specifically.

With Sergeant Stiles.

They came a little over a year ago.

It was an AWACS sighting of Canyonlands,
Utah, followed by an interception.

One of our fighters was illuminated by
something like a radar. The pilot

he was under attack.

Why don't you take your sample, Doctor?
You don't want this to thaw. Believe me,

the stench is... I can imagine.

He fired a sidewinder into the alien
craft from Point Blank Ranch.

Our response team was able to recover
all traces of the wreckage, which is now

under reconstructive study at S4.

Lacking an interstellar drive, we
believe what crashed originated from a

larger ship.

Is it still out there?

These parts appear to have come from two
different aliens.

The explosion of little of the craft and
even less of them, as you can see.

Are you going to be able to construct a
computer model of what they might have

looked like from this?

We tried that.

Insufficient data.

However... This is the sum total of what
we know about them.

Basically, they're a carbon -based life
form with a DNA helix very similar to

our own.

Incredible.

Then you want me to combine this with
Stiles' DNA.

It could change him in ways we can't
imagine. One small step for man, one

leap for mankind.

I see.

I assume you've tried this with
primates. It's in the back of your

alien DNA appears dominant, begins
overriding that of its terrestrial host

fairly quickly.

One ape managed to survive for a period
of about three weeks before increasing

cranial pressure caused a massive
hemorrhage.

It's quite violent.

How can you be sure the same thing won't
happen to a human?

We can't.

Take a look at this.

Tell me what you see.

The left is human DNA. The right is from
our alien sample.

Close, isn't it?

The right is alien.

Yes. Something falls from the stars.

It turns out to be closer to man than
anything else on Earth.

So?

I need to study the helical structures,
see if there are enough proteins to bind

with styles, but it's possible.

Reservations?

We may be condemning a man to a long and
painful death. Hopefully we're

condemning him to a new life. As one of
these aliens.

If all goes well.

And the point of the experiment.

Look, we have to know what we're up
against if we ever have to defend

against these creatures.

I think in this case the end justifies
the pain.

Morning.

Another day of fasting, another night of
cleansing that can only mean one thing.

Another bone marrow biopsy.

No. That's all behind you now. What's
ahead?

Sir!

Hey, Sergeant.

You're a civilian now.

Yes, sir. Thank you, sir.

Good to see you, sir.

Is it?

Been a long time.

Last time I saw you, we were flying out
of Iraq in the back of a shot -up

chopper. Yes, sir.

A lot of innocent people were dead.

I remember.

Not exactly our finest hour.

No, sir.

You do realize, don't you, Sergeant, by
going public with the details of that

covert mission that you brought all this
upon yourself?

So I could live with myself.

You shouldn't have done it, Lyndon.

He refused a direct order. He was in
good conscience, sir. U .S. military

allow... U .S. military shouldn't be in
the assassination business.

The man that you let go put back the
peace process in that region by years.

doesn't justify murder. That's not up to
you, Tenet! Apparently not. Perhaps you

can tell me what is, sir!

We intend to inject you with genetic
material.

Of what?

Of extraterrestrial origin.

Extraterrestrial?

Is it not of this Earth?

That's right.

I've been trying to guess what this
experiment was about, but I must admit

one never crossed my mind.

Where did you get this extraterrestrial
genetic?

That's all you're required to know.

What are my chances of coming through
this?

The genetic match is close, much closer
than I thought possible. There's a

strong chance that you'll survive in
some form.

In some form? Yes.

Interesting choice of words.

Time to begin phase one of the
experiment.

You ready?

A terror post, sir.

Back when I was still trying to defend
myself in earnest, sir.

The next charade of a trial.

My counsel asked me if there was anyone
who could attest to my character, sir.

A man who would stand alongside me in
the face of those heinous crimes.

State that Sergeant Lyndon Stiles is not
a murderer.

I told him, sir, that you were that man,
sir.

Yes, sir, I am ready, sir.

Goodbye, Lennon.

Proceed. Yes, sir.

I hope your hands have stopped shaking,
Doctor.

Please just roll Mr. Stiles and lie
down. Yes, ma 'am.

I'm going to give you a series of
injections.

I expect them to be quite painful.

Wait.

I want to forgive you for what you're
about to do.

At least you don't get the chance later.

They can change your body, but they
cannot touch your soul.

They can change your body, but they
cannot touch your soul.

They can change your body, but they
cannot touch your soul.

Morning, Linton. I can't. Please.

No more, Doctor.

There won't be any more injections. I
just want to take a few tissue samples.

That's all.

Could you please allow me the dignity of
some clothing?

We need to monitor your physiology. I'm
not a rat in a cage! I'm a human being!

Please.

Give me that much dignity.

Get him some clothing.

Thank you.

They said I killed those people. I know.

I didn't kill anyone.

I wasn't even there.

I didn't even know who they were. They
said I walked into that army recruitment

office and gunned them all down.

I didn't even know where it was.

No, why would they say that, doctor? I
didn't know.

That doesn't matter now.

Eleven people had to die so they could
call me a killer.

But I'm not a murderer, Dr. Kersaw.
You're delirious.

Why? Let me take the sample, then you
can get dressed and lie down, and I

bother you anymore. Why is there blood
on my hands?

Do you see the blood on my hands?

alien DNA physically affecting his mind?
MRI shows brain is expanding at a rate

cells can accommodate and there are
masses growing throughout his body I

identify. The pain is making him severe
here.

I could give him something for it. Even
something to lower his blood pressure

through the roof. Negative. That would
change the conditions of the experiment.

Keep your subject aligned.

Maybe. But maybe we're seeing how the
alien mind operates.

I doubt that very much, sir. You're
guessing.

I know my patient.

Any other man will be dead by now.

He keeps saying over and over again that
he's innocent.

He's fixated. Yes, yes, he said it in
the trial.

But maybe he wants us to admit it. Why
don't you?

For his sake.

Because I think it's what's keeping him
alive.

You can't take the truth!

You can't touch my soul!

God, no!

God,

no!

Adrenaline. Good, doctor.

No signs at all.

200. 200 stat.

Clear.

I'm not getting anything.

Clear. 400.

400 stat.

Clear.

Clear. Nothing at all.

Damn it.

Sorry, stop it.

Check for a pole.

There's no heartbeats.

You've grown

another heart.

A man is supposed to die when his heart
stops.

What does that make me? Tell me about
the pain. Is it still bad?

No, not so bad anymore.

It's all right, doctor.

You can admit it now.

Admit what?

That you believe me.

I'm innocent.

You do believe me, don't you?

Doctor, you all right?

How much more am I going to change?

I don't know.

I... I think you've lived through the
worst of the transformation.

You have a powerful survival instinct,
Sergeant Stiles.

Lift him up.

Dr. Kristoff? No.

No, you're given name.

Ellen?

What is the dive pressure equal to now?
40 atmospheres.

Shouldn't we convert to a nitrox mix?

Regular air is lethal after 160 feet,
isn't it? He's already past the 1 ,000

-foot mark in our dive simulation,
General, with no visible signs of

distress yet.

Whatever landed here is three times more
biodiversified and adaptable than

anything we've got on Earth. What about
his strength?

At least five times that of an average
man.

More. I suspect his hearing and sight
have improved dramatically.

That'll be all for today.

Dismissed.

Stiles, they tell me you've developed
extraordinary... Sensory acuity.

Your hearing is that good?

Why didn't you tell Dr.

Kersaw? Never show your advantage to the
enemy.

You know, we're both on the same side of
history here, Stiles.

We're just playing different roles.

Yours is the martyr.

And what is yours?

Just one of the Romans.

Have a good night, Stiles.

Take that out.

Imagine that.

Excuse me?

How about your unit, General?

Time to implement phase two.

Delta,

Fox, it's running and the hunt is on. I
repeat, the hunt is on.

The hunt is on. What's going on? A field
test, Doctor.

Yes, yes.

You let him go on purpose? Why?

What if one of those creatures that
crashed got away?

We have to know that we'd be able to
stop them. That's what this is all

You turn him into some kind of alien
creature so you can hunt him down and

him? First rule of engagement, Doctor.

Know your enemy.

What if they're not our enemy?

What if they're benevolent creatures?

I hope they are.

But what if they aren't, Doctor?

My job and yours is to make sure we
don't find out the hard way.

You leave me to sit still.

Water.

You start my soul.

They can change my body, but they cannot
change my soul.

They can change my body, but they cannot
touch my soul.

This is not an exercise, gentlemen.

One of our F -117s just shot down a UFO
on the other side of this canyon.

Containment is in progress, but we do
have a hostile extraterrestrial

I repeat, a bona fide HEI.

Somewhere in the vicinity of this
canyon.

You are authorized to terminate with
extreme prejudice, gentlemen.

Let's send him a message.

Move out!

Sector 6 clear. Proceeding to
coordinates April Victor 7.

Over. Roger.

Base

frequency.

What is it?

Post. This is Stiles.

Stiles is dead. What is this, some kind
of a trick?

Cobra Hawk is alive and well.

Get it fixed on him, now!

I'll be long gone from here by the time
you can get here.

You give yourself up.

Oh, that's not what this experiment is
about, is it, General?

You see, I know you wanted me out here.

Escaping was too easy.

are trying to bait me it won't work i
will not kill anyone i

understand more about humankind than i
ever did when

i was a man hello hello

You return to sector three. We have a
partial radio triangulation.

Roger.

Doctor's dead.

If you back a wounded animal into a
corner, he'll strike.

Do I detect a chair from Stiles' corner?

This test won't tell you anything.

It won't tell you what kind of weapons
they might have. It won't tell you what

their belief is about killing, what
their methodology is. The only thing it

show you is how Stiles, the man, would
react.

Your opinions will be welcome once
again, Dr. Cursor, at the autopsy.

I'm going out there.

This is Sergeant Lyndon Stiles.

I am not a murderer.

Tell him.

He is not a murderer.

Go on.

He never killed those 11 people.

He was sprained by the military and the
government.

a sound.

Stiles.

There used to be.

I didn't know there were plenty to do
this. I found it after you escaped, I

swear it.

I believe you.

I don't care what they think anymore.

Lyndon, they used me too.

But you're still human.

Am I?

I did that to you.

They made monsters of us both.

If I knew... Ellen, do you think I
killed those people?

No.

Not anymore.

I wanted to hear you say that before I
went away.

Wait, let me try and reverse it.

We try and reverse the process.

We're beyond that.

No. No.

I only had time for one initial trial,
but I managed to inhibit the proteins

that make the alien DNA dominant.

Do you understand what I'm saying,
Stiles?

That you can make me human again?

I can't promise that, but I can try.

I'm not sure I want to be.

Please.

It should only take an injection.

The human DNA will become dominant again
and you'll... Meet me at coordinates

Alpha Charlie 2 -3 at 0730 tomorrow.

Can you find it alone?

You said so yourself, Sergeant.

I'm a good soldier.

Ellen!

Did you bring the injection?

Yes.

It's clear.

I can give it to you now.

I don't know how long it will take to
work, but it shouldn't be as painful.

hand is shaking.

Why?

I'm afraid that it might not work.

It already has.

I don't understand.

Right now, there are probably 20
sharpshooters in concealed position

a kill zone around us.

You made me do it, Lyndon.

Please don't hurt me.

I would never hurt you, Ellen.

This has made me human again.

No.

There is no cure.

This is a strong sedative.

So I wouldn't put up a fight.

So you wouldn't feel anything.

I won't resist.

Agree.

Walk slowly.

Keep your eyes front.

Remember, you are expendable to them.

London. Don't.

One betrayal is enough.

The experiment is over, Sergeant.

You failed.

I've succeeded.

have my soul.

Oh, God.

Relax, Doctor.

They've gone.

You don't get it, do you?

Get what?

We failed the test, Mr. McElhaney.

What are you talking about?

We failed the aliens' test.

They were testing us.

They set us up. They put the bodies in
there to see what we would do.

Do you understand? They were testing us.

Can the true reason we so fear the
unknown be that we know ourselves

too well?