Original subtitles

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- Mr. Cole...

Do you believe in fate?

- [exhales]

[dramatic music]

- Three years ago, I sent a traveler

back in time...

- Hey, hey!

- To stop a plague...

that had killed 7 billion people...

[woman gasps]

[bubbling]

- Change history, and save the future.

What's happening?

However, the puzzle was far more complex

than we could have ever imagined.

- What the hell?

- We discovered the Army of the 12 Monkeys,

a conspiracy spanning centuries,

a cult operating by fierce religious devotion

to the word of its prophet,

a woman from the future who called herself

the Witness.

The world's end, an infinite hell on earth,

are by her design.

Begin.

- There's too many!

And our mission to stop her has come at a tremendous cost.

♪

And now, the last remaining survivors of Project Splinter

have lost everything.

I am dying.

Our will...

our hope...

[people screaming, commotion]

Our friends. [women gasp, cry out]

The Witness has already begun her destruction of time,

her Red Forest.

And the puzzle, the one we set out to solve together,

has finally given us an answer.

♪

But not the one we hoped.

- What the hell is this?

- For, you see, the only way to save the world...

This is a program for a machine.

To save the past...

the present,

the future

is to erase James Cole...

This is every time he has traveled.

Delete him from every moment.

[sound rewinding]

The loops in time out of time...

- Aah! - This war...

- Aah! [gunfire]

- It's all a disease

created by the cure.

[overlapping shouting]

- Primaries didn't send us here to stop the plague.

They sent us here to release it.

- The end was the beginning,

the serpent eating its tail.

And now, that beginning

is finally here.

[haunting music]

- My name is Dr. Cassandra Railly

of the M--[static].

We're working on containment of the Cole--

DDC stations, hear me.

The plague starts with Leland Frost.

[static] [echoing] Frost...

The true architects of the plague,

they're watching me.

I'm running out of time.

Is among you.

Please, Cole.

♪

[low ambient music]

♪

[footsteps clunking on metal]

- Careful.

She's a delicate beast.

♪

Oh, uh...

I'm not here to harm you.

It's just my own protection, really.

You're wondering how even one scavenger

might be able to remain here,

after Mr. Whitley cleared them all out.

- The thought crossed my mind.

- Well, it's a sizeable facility, isn't it?

I imagine it'll take you some time

to discover all the hiding places.

[package rustles]

Smoke? - I quit.

- Oh, yes, for someone you lost.

[ominous music]

♪

- Foster sent you. That son of a--

- Mm-mm-mm.

♪

"Project Splinter."

Project Splinter. Wow. [chuckles]

♪

Phhbb.

You're going to need a lot of test subjects.

Are you prepared for that?

Sending men to their deaths?

- Yes.

♪

- [sighs]

♪

Awfully selfish of you, isn't it?

Just to save one daughter?

- In saving my daughter, I'll save the world.

- But this world is.

[soft music]

And who are you to say it should be any different?

- Because Ihave the power to change it.

- Ah, yes.

♪

Uneasy lies the head that wears the crown.

- I just want a chance.

However remote. To do nothing--

- Mm, to do nothing...

would be like killing her yourself.

I understand...

better than most.

Still, there may come a day

when a single life for 7 billion

is one too many.

Consider this then.

No matter what,

save the one.

I wish you luck.

You know...

I have every confidence you'll succeed.

[machinery clicking, whirring]

[man's voice, indistinct]

[whirring continues]

[edgy music]

[music intensifies]

♪

[thunder rumbling]

- In the beginning,

when we first came to Project Splinter,

I had to recreate these injections,

both for my memory and using my own DNA as a template.

16 people were killed in that machine.

Their bodies rejected the serum.

The machine tore them apart.

We never had a successful splinter until James Cole.

You made time travel work.

But I never knew why,

until now.

- I'm the demon.

First time traveler.

I'm the one who drove time insane.

- No, Cole...

- That's what the Primaries' weapon was for...

To erase me,

completely, forever.

- [sobbing] I'm so sorry, Cole.

I didn't know.

- It's all right.

[sighs]

Okay.

So, how do we do it? We take their code,

we put it in our machine-- - No.

No.

No, this can't be it.

There has to be another way. Jones?

This is not how it was supposed to end.

- How was it supposed to end?

The mission hasn't changed...

Only our feelings.

- But if you can erase him, you can erase Olivia.

There has to be another way.

- Maybe...

but this is what we have.

We have run simulation after simul--

- But I just murdered 7 billion people.

I will not murder 7 billion and 1,

not when the one is worth all the rest.

- Time will be reset.

They will live again. - But he won't.

He can't.

He can't exist at all. - It's okay.

- No, it's not okay... - Cassie--

- No, it's not okay.

You've given everything to time.

You are owed.

I am owed.

Time owes all of us.

[solemn string music]

♪

[woman singing] - ♪ Ah

♪

- Our time is now.

Yesterday is now.

Tomorrow is now.

Everything always

will soon enough be now.

[towers whirring, droning]

[thunder booming]

The beginning of the end is over for them...

[electrical buzzing]

While we stand here at the end of time...

♪

The dawn of the endless.

♪

By the time this day is over

and the sun has set...

time itself will be ours,

and the sun will rise

when we sit in our forest of red.

[all chanting] Now! Now!

Now!

Now! Now! Now!

♪

[dramatic music]

♪

.

[soft music]

- James...

♪

This must be.

We need to complete your cycle,

so that you end up here with the answer.

[solemn string music]

♪

[thunder rumbling]

♪

- [panting]

[device whirs]

What the hell are you?

[both grunting, yelling]

- Cole!

- [yelling]

[low ambient music]

[whirs]

[grunts, mutters]

♪

The Emerson.

- Whoa, oh, oh, easy.

- Who are you?

♪

- That's right.

Take it all in.

Greetings, asshole.

I'm future asshole.

[solemn music]

This is a long fight.

You're only halfway there.

It's gonna hurt.

Things inside of you are gonna break,

things you never even knew you had.

I'll tell you something I probably shouldn't.

Probably screwing with all that causality bullshit

Jones used to go on about.

♪

You're gonna have to forgive yourself...

for what you've done,

for what you're gonna have to do.

♪

There's a beginning...

and there's an end to all this...

And all you and I are ever gonna have

is what's in-between.

Wearing this...

means that somehow, somewhere,

you're always gonna find your way back to her.

[chirping]

♪

- Time to go.

♪

- See you soon.

♪

- That was harder than I thought it was gonna be.

- You told him there was hope.

- I had to get here somehow.

♪

- You know there's another way.

- No.

There's not.

[train tracks rattling]

[tense music]

♪

- Ms. Goines, you are on foreign soil

in a time of plague,

hunted, cornered, alone.

- I'm not alone.

- Wait!

- [laughs]

Oh, my God, I can't believe that worked!

Ah, James!

[triumphant music]

Wait...

♪

Which Cole are you?

- Last one I'm ever gonna be.

[whirs]

♪

.

[thunder rumbling, electrical crackling]

[screen beeping]

- Jesus.

[exhales] Oh.

- I had your back in Prague.

Thanks for making it easy on me.

- Thank you.

- What's wrong?

- There's a problem.

- The Primary code has given us

the method to reset the timeline.

[electrical blast, rubble pattering]

- Yeah... we're running out of time,

so let's get me in that thing, erase me,

whatever you gotta do.

- We can't.

It would take 3 1/2 years for our systems

to compile and assemble the entire code.

[soft, tense music]

- Time will collapse in a matter of hours,

12, maybe 13 at best.

- So we go back,

give ourselves the code in the past.

- Rendering our machine useless for all those years.

We'd halt the mission before it even began.

- We'd never reach this point with the answer.

- What about Titan? It's a time-traveling city.

It must have a thousand times the processing power we do.

- Possibly,

provided one could stop Olivia's final sequence,

and somehow impossibly, mind you,

gain access to her systems.

- Even if we could,

we have no idea where or when Titan even is.

♪

I'm sorry.

If I hadn't endeavored to change history,

to rewrite time,

to manipulate it for personal-- - James...

- I'll listen to the rest of that speech in 12 hours.

Till then, we got work to do.

♪

[soft music]

♪

- James... - I'm not giving up.

- Neither am I.

- There's another way.

- We can stop Olivia,

kill the Witness, end the storms,

but you don't have to get into that machine.

We can just live.

If time can be rewritten, the world can be remade.

- The virus mutates again.

We know that.

There's no one left in 2163.

- But maybe we can change all that.

- This is what was meant to be.

[thunder rumbling]

We can do this, together.

There's still time.

- How? - I have a plan.

We can--

what's that look for?

- I've just never heard you say you have a plan.

- I've had plans before. - No, it's just--

- I have plans.

- It takes the end of the world for you to have a plan.

- You wanna hear it or not? - Yes, I wouldn't miss it--

- Hm? Plan's this way.

Come on. - Coming.

[soft, tense music]

There are a lot of variables.

- Yeah, and not enough manpower to account for 'em all.

- Man, it's crazy. - Ha.

[electrical crackling, rubble pattering]

- For this to work, we're gonna have to split up.

You'll be on your own. - I can manage.

I know the play.

[chuckles] Ramse and I once took out

a militia quarantine zone the same way:

shock and awe.

- But like you said, you had Ramse to watch your back.

- Yeah.

We were good like that once...

at our best.

♪

No.

[tense music]

Ramse?

♪

I made a promise.

Stop!

♪

Ramse and me,

that story's been written.

♪

- Maybe there's a page missing. - Cassie...

- If we do this, we need everyone:

friends...

and family.

♪

- Do you understand what you're asking me to do?

[dramatic music]

♪

- Yes.

[whirs]

♪

[thunder booming]

- Ah.

What'd you do? - It's not what you think.

- What'd you do?

- Hey, Ramse... it's all right, just relax.

- Ahh!

[both grunting]

- Stop! Ramse!

[both grunting, yelling]

Come on. - [grunts]

- Come on, brother. It's all right.

[muffled]

It's all right, man.

- [breathing heavily] - You're okay.

You're okay.

- [sobbing]

[soft music]

♪

[sniffles] - It's me, brother.

♪

It's over.

- I'm sorry.

Sorry, brother.

I'm sorry.

♪

- The Witness.

- Olivia?

- She killed your son...

mine...

and in a few hours, everyone and everything.

♪

- You said that I told you

not to undo this.

- Yeah, and I won't.

Once this is over, you have to go back,

die that night,

or else we never end up here.

And I have to climb into that machine

and be erased

from everything.

- Jesus.

♪

- But if we're going out...

we're taking that bitch with us.

I need you for that.

[solemn music]

♪

- Yeah.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

- [chuckles]

♪

- Hi.

- Hi.

[thunder rumbles, rubble patters]

♪

- Holy shit balls!

♪

Ha!

- Mr. Cole, have you lost your goddamn mind?

- Not him. Me.

It was my idea. - 'Sup, bro?

- What's up, Cocoa Puffs? - [cackles]

- We're going on the offensive.

- I can assure you, this is offensive.

The risk to causality?

- Won't mean anything if we can't turn this around.

- She's his grammy.

- Ms. Goines... - Just filling him in.

- We have a plan, and we have a window.

Odds are it's not gonna work,

but it's the only chance we got.

- So what is it you wanna do, Mr. Cole?

- We're gonna take Titan.

[tense music]

♪

- [exhales]

- [chuckles]

There it is.

- She is a beaut, isn't she?

- You think it'll still run?

- Ain't about the age, brother.

It's about the gas that's left in the tank.

Everything else we can fix, you know?

♪

- We gotta go. Almost out of time.

- You got your eyes on some keys there?

Be a shame to hotwire a classic,

especially knowing how you feel about her.

[object rattles]

What'd you find?

[solemn music]

- Somebody's reason to keep going.

♪

- Ooh.

[rousing music]

Are you ready? - Just watch the paint.

- [exhales] Ah...

[engine ignites, revs]

[tires screeching]

[lightning blasting]

♪

.

[towers whirring, droning]

- I got it.

- You couldn't find a closer car?

- It's not just any car.

- Then I guess we're ready.

- One more thing...

[waves crashing]

[birds chirping]

- It's beautiful.

- Yeah.

[soft music]

♪

I don't have, uh...

forever to promise you.

Most I can give you is this moment...

But it's yours if you'll take it.

♪

- [sniffles]

- This isn't enough.

♪

- Look at the sun.

You know why it's so beautiful?

'Cause it sets.

♪

[thunder booming]

♪

[low ambient music]

♪

[metallic clanking]

[intense chords]

♪

- Honey, I'm home!

Whoa...not-so-fun-house.

Sorry to drop in on you unannounced.

[whirs]

- It was foolish of you to come.

[low ambient music]

♪

[distorted] Why are you here?

- To say, adios, amigo.

♪

You may have destroyed the Primary weapon,

but what it was meant to do, the code,

was in here the whole time.

But before we fire up the machine

and wipe you from time and existence,

there's something I thought you should know.

You know your brand logo thing,

"Copyright, The Witness, TM"?

Well, I get it.

It's Aramaic for the number 12

mirrored to represent the beginning, the end,

blah-blah-blah, yadda-yadda- yadda, such and such.

But with just a few little tweaks...

[music intensifies]

Looks like a little penis man.

[low ambient music]

Is that because you're such a dick?

[music intensifies]

[low ambient music]

♪

- [distorted] Katarina.

The Red Forest has begun.

You're too late.

- Am I?

[dramatic percussive music]

♪

[low ambient music]

Auf Wiedersehen, Frau Kirschner.

[dramatic tone]

- [gasps] 2043 Manhattan.

Now.

- But we're in the midst of the final s--

- They have the weapon.

- [gasps]

[tense music]

She's coming. She's coming.

♪

It worked.

[electrical buzzing]

.

- You good?

- Brought some tunes.

- Yeah? You got some good shit in here?

- My dad was into country and western.

- Ah, man.

Are you serious right now, bro?

- [groans] Oh...come on. - Shit!

[electrical blasts] - War's coming!

[country rock music playing]

♪

Come on, man!

Come on, I gotta die to a good song, brother!

Good song!

- ♪ Now I've had

♪ The time of my life

- [cackles]

I dig it, man.

I dig it, man. - It feels right.

[Bill Medley and Jennifer Warnes' "The Time of my Life"]

This is it.

♪

[tires screech] - Hold on a sec, brother!

♪

- ♪ I've been waiting for so long ♪

♪ Now I've finally found someone ♪

♪ To stand by me

♪

- ♪ We saw the writing on the wall ♪

♪ As we felt this magical

♪ Fantasy

[beeping] - Titan? Where?

- A quarter-mile east.

[beeping]

[thunder booms]

- The last of our enemies is here.

They are weak, vulnerable.

Find them, kill them.

Leave none to-- [music playing distantly]

- ♪ Stay with me tonight

- ♪ Just remember

♪ You're the one thing

- ♪ I can't get enough of

[guns clicking]

[tires screeching]

[engine revving]

both: ♪ This could be love

♪ Because

[guns firing]

♪

- Yeah!

both: ♪ Yes, I swear

♪ This is true

♪ And I owe it all to you

- That got their attention. - Let's make sure.

[device beeping] You're set to pop.

- How does it work?

- Gimme your hand, Louise.

- Oh, God.

[device beeping, whirring]

♪

both: ♪ And I owe it all to--

[boom]

[stirring music]

♪

My God, that was a rush.

[electrical crackling]

- Well, that's unfortunate.

- What happened? - End of an era.

Jones, we're in.

- Katarina...

- No...

I am standing for this.

♪

Initiate splinter sequence.

[machine drones, whirring]

♪

Mr. Cole, we are in.

♪

- We've walked into a trap.

- Splinter Titan.

[tense music]

♪

- She's getting ready to splinter.

- Initiate temporal disruption pulse.

[dramatic music]

♪

- What's happening? - We cannot splinter.

Something's disrupted the towers.

- Katarina.

- Mr. Cole, Mr. Ramse, it's up to you now.

Take out that power station.

That's the only to stop the central spire.

- Cassie...

- We'll head to the mainframe to finish the Primary code.

See you on the other side.

No matter what, protect the machine.

We'll be back when Titan's ours.

all: Yeah!

- Ready, Freddy?

♪

[guns click]

♪

- Okay, we just lost the advantage.

We're outnumbered, outgunned, and on foot...

and probably gonna die. - [chuckles]

- Let's do this.

- The central spire is capable of splintering by itself.

We can run.

All we have to do is stop the sequence and release--

- Do not stop the sequence!

It must finish,

or else the process will reverse entirely.

They don't have the numbers.

Take as many faithful as you can get.

Destroy their machine. It's the only weapon they have.

Go!

♪

[screen beeping]

♪

[electrical blast]

♪