All language subtitles for V.S01E02.Dreadnought

The Red Dust is
supposed to be everywhere.

How did she stay alive?

She killed Martin and
took one of his pills.

It should have worn off by now.

Not judging by the
way she tried to kill us.

That reminds me. What
brings you out here?

When I heard Diana had been killed,
I went to the morgue and guess what?

It was a year-old lizard stiff.
Somebody made a switch.

Somebody? Who?

Whoever had helped her escape.

We've got company.

Maybe they'll be able to
raise the military on their radio.

Move it!

Who are those guys?

Dating somebody's wife, Gooder?

- Here they come.
- Try this.

Run him off the road.

- I thought you could drive!
- I thought you could shoot!

Could have fired some more ammo.

Help yourself.

Come on, get closer!

Nice shooting, Gooder.

But it doesn't
answer the question.

Why us?

Elizabeth!

Oh, my God.

It can't be.

She's still alive.

The transformation
must have exhausted her.

Get her back to the house,
I can examine her there.

- You're Fleet Security Officer?
- Yes, at the Leader's request.

He'll be pleased you survived.

I've ordered all assault
commanders to the bridge for briefing.

What is the status of the fleet?

We've regrouped behind the
Earth's moon to await orders.

The Leader was extremely
disturbed by our defeat.

Over the past year, our planet
has become a barren wasteland.

Our search for another planet must
continue. The Leader demands it.

We need this world for survival.

Which is precisely why I
intend to take it by force of arms.

- But the Red Dust bacteria...
- My survival is proof

that the Red Dust is
no longer a danger to us.

Commander on the bridge!

I cannot begin to describe
the pleasure it gives me

to stand before you once again.

For the past year, during
my long confinement

one thing consumed my mind.

The moment when I might
return and lead you to final victory.

That moment is upon us.

I want a full-scale offensive.
All pilots proceed to Deck B

assault teams assemble on C.

The attack will begin at 0900.

Give no quarter.

Today, we conquer a world!

Diana, you mentioned
a special assignment.

Captain Rowland has volunteered.

His squad of shock troops
is the best in the fleet.

Excellent.

I want you to find this
child and bring her to me.

Consider it done.

I can't get through to Robin. Must
be a line down. Happens a lot here.

That's okay, she's stabilized.
It must be her alien chemistry.

The only thing that concerns
me is her temperature, it's so low.

I built a fire. The radio says it's
dropping below freezing tonight.

- You wanna see her?
- Yeah, sure.

Elizabeth.

It's just incredible.

Physiologically,
she's jumped 10 years.

Why can't she speak?

I guess her body hasn't
adjusted to its new configuration.

The same thing happened before.

That's right, that's your
mommy's nightgown.

It fits you now.

Elizabeth, take my hand.
Come on, come with me.

It's all right. It's you.

That's you and your
mother, remember?

Mommy will be back
in a couple of days.

Elizabeth! It's okay, don't
worry. We're here to help you.

- Oh, my God, they're back.
- Come on.

Here you go.

Let's go! Over there!

- Teflon coated.
- Good.

Okay, you get underneath
here. You stay there, understand?

Here they come.

Damn armor!

- What killed them?
- The Red Dust.

But it took a lot longer
than it should have.

Elizabeth! Come on.

Why didn't they shoot at us?

It's almost as if
they wanted us alive.

I don't know.

- Look at this.
- What is that?

We gotta get out of here.

New York, Moscow, and
Tokyo. Our troops are dying?

- But how can that be?
- You must call off the attack at once.

More casualties?

No, victory in Miami,
Panama, and Rio de Janeiro.

Put up a map of
our landing zones.

Overlay the Red Dust
deployment areas.

Add weather
patterns and correlate.

Of course.

The Red Dust is a
bacteria, and a sensitive one

apparently requiring a dormant
stage to regenerate its life cycle.

In places that
experience freezing

it can regenerate and thrive.

But in warmer places
like Los Angeles

it withers and dies.

- Lieutenant!
- Yes, Commander.

Have an attack team meet me in
the docking bay. I'm going back.

But what if the humans introduce
more Red Dust into the atmosphere?

Which is precisely
what I intend to prevent

by striking at the source.

Go! Look out!

What're you doing?

I have noticed that it has a
calming effect on the humans.

Hey, good buddy

the species can calm out just as
good with the domestic, all right?

Hurry up, get in.

Julie, Robert, I thought
the Visitors had got you.

They're everywhere.

I don't understand why
the Red Dust isn't working.

I was wondering
about that myself.

- Who's your friend?
- Elizabeth?

Willie, how did you know?

Because she carries
the mark of Zon.

Zon? What are you talking about?

Of Preta-na-ma...

Zon was an outlawed religion
practiced by the Lords of Light.

They proposed...

No, they opposed the Leader

until he had them killed.

It is said that one survived.

One who has the keys to
the destruction of the Visitors.

His name is Amon.

You can tell him
from the same mark.

I've seen weird stuff since those
saucers, but this one takes the cake.

I've gotta get back to the lab.
The whole city is in an uproar.

The Red Dust may
be breaking down.

- Can they stay here?
- Of course, they can stay.

Thanks, Elias.
Julie, be careful.

Don't worry about me. Take
care of Elizabeth. Bye, sweetheart.

There are fires burning
throughout the city.

All of Los Angeles
seems to be in flames.

Our defense perimeters are lost.

The streets are clogged.

There are people everywhere.

I can see a handful of boys still
attempting to hold the Visitors off.

It's no use.

They're being killed
without mercy. It's horrible.

I've never seen such brutality.

The Red Dust bacteria
seems to be having no effect.

- Any ideas?
- I don't know.

That place Elias opened,
the Club something...

- It's on Fourth Street.
- That's the one.

Turn us around.
Let's sort this out.

The Visitors appeared suddenly
in the skies over the world

just as they did on that
terrible day two years ago

when they came as friends.

Then we weren't sure of their intentions.
But there is no doubt this time.

The world is under siege.

The aliens have
unleashed laser barrages

which are rapidly turning cities
into smoldering heaps of concrete,

and glass

turning communities
into furnaces

transforming streets
into flowing rivers.

I've been expecting you.

As far as the rest of
the world is concerned

you're already dead.

I could kill you right now
and no one would even know.

So you were listening
when I said that to you.

I'm changing one line:
I will kill you right now.

You see, my troops have seized
every storage tank in this facility.

We caught her trying
to leave the building.

Let her go.

You're hardly in a
position to give orders.

That's a matter of opinion.

You see this little device?

It's a pulsometer.

Very popular item
nowadays among the joggers.

This one's a
little bit different.

If it's removed from my wrist,

or my pulse should stop
suddenly, it will send out a signal.

A signal where?

To the explosives installed
throughout this facility.

There'll be enough Red Dust
released in the atmosphere

to snuff out every twitching
lizard in your command.

If those explosives
are triggered, Diana

you and your armies will die.

Gasping and twitching in agony

while I and the rest of my race will
yawn, clean up the mess, and move on.

- What do you want?
- A bargain.

Something for something.

You remove your
troops from Los Angeles.

I'll not infuse the Red
Dust into the atmosphere.

Not enough.

- Now who's in no position to bargain?
- I want the Mother Ship returned.

Done.

We'll make arrangements
tomorrow. Noon.

Noon tomorrow is fine.

Until next time, Julie.

Are you all right?

How could you
sell out like that?

I simply did what I had to do.

All you had to do is
release the Red Dust.

It's not quite that simple.

Take a look at this.

These are laboratory animals
exposed to heavy doses of the Red Dust.

You can see the result:

Mutation, sterility, death.

It's impossible.

I tested it on myself.

Our data showed that the Red
Dust was harmless to life on Earth.

We were wrong.

We're at the
threshold right now.

We can't use the
dust anymore without...

Without destroying
all life on Earth.

- So you were bluffing.
- No.

I was playing to win.

You get enough to eat?

- Yeah, those guns are getting close.
- No problem.

Club Creole
specializes in two things.

Food and shelter.

Elias, this is terrific.

Near as I can figure, it was an old
bordello back in Prohibition days.

I put that entrance in myself.

Guy who sold me the place
doesn't even know it's here.

Nobody knows it's here
except Willie and us.

The way the Visitors seem to want her,
it's probably best to keep it that way.

Right, the original
intergalactic hot potato.

Where's her mom?

I wish I knew, man.

Stay here.

Sorry, boys, we don't
take private parties.

And I wanted to be in
the restaurant business.

All right, come
out slow and easy.

Elias, you gotta get a
better class of customer.

Diana, have you lost your mind?

We are an expeditionary
force with one goal: Conquest.

The Leader never
authorized you...

If it will set your
mind at ease, Lydia...

I have no intention of keeping
my word to Nathan Bates.

Then why this
charade of diplomacy?

To buy time.

One needs to set a trap
before it can be sprung.

I don't understand.

By shortly after noon
tomorrow, Nathan Bates

his supply of Red Dust
and his precious city

will all be a pile of
smoldering atoms.

I have requested that the Particle
Beam Triax be deployed here at once.

The Triax? But that's
supposed to remain in orbit

to protect the main space lanes.

It can't be diverted without
the Leader's approval.

Victory, dear Lydia, cuts
through an awful lot of red tape.

Indeed, fear and terror have
been our constant companions

these past few days.

But as you can see...

- Hope that the end may be in sight.
- Better Mr. Red Dust than dead.

I have formed a
provisional government.

After tomorrow's treaty ceremony

this government will administer
the city of Los Angeles

as an open city

where neither Visitor nor
human forces may bear arms,

but where both may
coexist in peace.

Thank you.

Good night.

Julie was right. Bates never
mentioned giving back the Mother Ship.

We've got to act fast. It's
obvious Bates is in bed with Diana.

Really? I did not know that.

- It's a figure of speech, Willie.
- With Diana, one never knows.

I say we kill him
before he sells us out.

Killing Bates won't
get us the Mother Ship.

That's the one thing
we can't afford to lose.

You still don't
understand, do you?

When you have a
problem, you handle it.

You don't understand.
We're a team, remember?

Your team, not mine.

- Where are you going?
- Out.

Does anybody else think the
Mother Ship's not worth stealing?

All right, look. Julie
works for Bates.

Maybe you can get us aboard.

It's pretty heavily guarded.
But even if we did get aboard

there's no way we'd
even get it off the ground.

- Bates shut the main reactor months ago.
- You got a better idea?

Maybe. But let's get Ham back

before he does something
to really hurt the Resistance.

Forget Ham, the
problem's Nathan Bates.

Or do you still enjoy
a special relationship'?

If I did, do you think I would have
told you about his deal with Diana?

Let's get down to business.

Triax remote guidance
system engaged and online.

I assume you've
spoken to the Leader.

The Triax can vaporize 100
square miles without nuclear fallout.

I am confident that the
Leader will understand.

Once I've made an
example of Los Angeles

the rest of the planet
will quickly follow.

Commander, Triax en route to
our position. ETA 1200 hours.

Perfect. The same time
as the treaty ceremony.

Put the test on the monitor.

I want to see what
total victory looks like.

We'll destroy one of the moons
of their planet they call Jupiter.

Engage Particle Beam.

I understand what
you're trying to do.

You're trying to
achieve a lasting peace.

But there are others
who don't understand

who will try to kill you before allowing
you to sign this pact with Diana.

I'm touched by your concern.

I was hoping to
persuade you to join me.

As a former leader of the Resistance,
you might make the difference.

Maybe you didn't hear what I
said. Someone may try to kill you.

You be there with me
tomorrow, I'll double my security.

- You are incredibly stubborn.
- Say yes.

Good. I knew you'd understand.

The treaty doesn't take
effect until tomorrow.

It would be safer if
you stayed here tonight.

It's really nice to know
that somebody cares.

But I'm a big girl.

See you tomorrow.

Get me security.

Security is gonna be tight.

Timing's gonna be everything.

If Julie can get Bates to
pull out some of his guards

we might sneak into
the master control room.

It's not a helicopter. How are
we gonna get it off the ground?

There's an autopilot system.

If we can just start the engines,
with Willie's help, I think I can fly it.

It's our only chance.

Suppose we grab it, where we
gonna stash it, the Grand Canyon?

No, the ranch. The Red Dust
will keep Visitors away for a while.

Good. But it still leaves us
with the problem of the reactor.

We don't know the code
Bates uses to shut it down.

We may need Elizabeth on
this, just to start the engines.

No, I'm not gonna place
her in that kind of jeopardy.

She helped us once before.

Elizabeth, do you
realize what he's asking?

Do you understand how dangerous
this is? You could be killed.

It looks like we've just gained
another Resistance fighter.

That's good, because I
think you've just lost one.

What do you mean?
Bates bought it, didn't he?

He did agree to remove
most of his guards.

Yes, he did.

Under one condition...
that I go with him.

- Wait a minute, whose idea was that?
- Come on, Mike, Nathan trusts me.

It's the only way.
The rest is up to you.

If she keeps Bates
occupied and the guards away

- we can get to the Mother Ship.
- Has to be a better way.

We don't have time to argue. The
treaty ceremony is at noon tomorrow.

Be careful. Okay?

What do you have there?

I've a message for Diana from
the commander of the Triax.

- What's his request?
- That he be permitted

to return it to its position
or he'll contact the Leader.

Very well.

I'll see that she
gets it immediately.

You do look like a diplomat,
but I still think this plan is insane.

I prefer daring, but
cheer up, darling.

While I'm signing the treaty,
you will be in command.

The Triax will be in orbit over
Los Angeles for exactly three hours.

At that time, I will excuse
myself from the treaty conference.

I have notified communications
to await my signal

before ordering the Particle
Beam to reduce the city to rubble.

- I understand.
- Good.

For the moment then,
you have the command.

Command for the moment, Diana?

Perhaps for longer than that.

Rick, take your
squad and cover us.

Julie was right. No
guards at Sector Four.

Let's go.

I'd like to get started. I've
had to transfer guards here

from every Science
Frontiers facility.

Have my shuttle
ready for takeoff.

Nathan, here she comes.

Thirty minutes until
Triax reaches Earth orbit.

These are the flight controls.

- Autopilot.
- What's that?

Nothing. Something in my throat.

Elizabeth.

Go ahead.

Twenty minutes and closing.

She's done it! We've got power!
I'm gonna start the launch sequence.

Get them ready. The guards
will know when we're online.

Commander, we have a power
reading from the captured ship.

Power reading from the
captured ship? You're sure?

Main reactors,
navigational compasses

fusion drive, antigrav lifters.

Commander, she's
preparing for liftoff.

It may be a trick. Arm
all weapons banks.

Set a course that will
put us above that ship.

Therefore, with this treaty

we finally have
peaceful coexistence

within the 50 square
mile area of Los Angeles.

I'm sure all of us,
humans and Visitors alike

will become examples to the world
as we work towards a common goal.

That's control!

Someone's coming down the hall!

Get us out of here.

Grandfather!

I'm all right. Get
back to the console.

Elizabeth, get
back or we'll all die.

Five minutes to
Triax orbit insertion.

Three minutes to captured ship.

It's okay.

Willie, give me another clip!

More ammo, quick!

- How did you ever get in the Visitor army?
- I was drafted.

Great!

Activating main engines.

Let's get out of here!

Two minutes to Triax
insertion. One minute...

Commander, the
captured ship has lifted off.

Plot course to intercept.
Arm ion torpedoes.

Productive and fruitful partnership...
- They captured ship.

The Triax! We've
got to get out of here.

Look!

- What is it?
- It's big and ugly, whatever it is.

With enough power to wipe
Southern California off the map.

Look at the energy read-out.

You will not stop that.

It's the Particle Beam Triax.

Nothing on Earth could
possibly stand up to that.

- What about this ship?
- Not enough firepower.

I'm not talking about firepower.

You're right.

Okay, I got you into this.

You take the others
and get on a skyfighter.

No thanks, Donovan, there's
no point in both of us dying.

I've got the short
straw, and that's it.

No, Elizabeth. Look,
I'm not choosing to die.

I'm choosing for you to live.

You, your mother, and millions of
people that thing out there might kill.

But the hardest part
is leaving you alone.

These people here will love
you, and they'll take care of you.

But none will love
you the same way I did.

Go, now. Donovan, get them out.

I will never forget you.

You are a great zero.

Hero, Willie.

Thirty seconds to
Triax orbit insertion.

Twenty seconds
to ship interception.

Lock torpedoes on the other
ship. Blow it out of the sky.

Impossible, Commander.

I gave a direct order!

The Triax is in our line of
fire, Lydia. We can't do a thing.

He's gone. He must have
got out through the air ducts.

I double my security force

who do I have to
thank for saving my life?

You.

You're an intriguing
woman, Dr. Parrish.

If you say so, Mr. Bates.

Grandpa, no!

Preta-na-ma, Grandpa.

A battle code
transmission, Lydia?

The Leader must be told of your
insubordination and incompetence.

- What about your incompetence?
- My incompetence?

I trusted you with
command for a few hours,

and look what happened.

You were unable to prevent
an inexperienced mob of humans

from destroying
both the ship of a line,

and the Particle Beam Triax.

Perhaps no message
should be sent.

Why, darling, what
a charming idea.

I don't believe it.
They're doing it.

The Visitors are actually
pulling troops out of the city.

Preta-na-ma, Grandfather.

Our friend's essence will
mingle with the Lords of Light.

That was beautiful, Elizabeth.

Robert would be very proud.

Don't you worry. We'll find
your mother, I promise you that.

Okay, out of the car! Come on.

- What did I do? Come on!
- Spread them!

Get out of there or you're dead!

Come on, you can't do this.