All language subtitles for Tekkaman Blade [English]-S1E38

At least there are no venomoid spore
plants here,

that's one thing to be said for
this dreadful place.

Attention incoming.

Please identify.

Space Knights, this is Transport 10.

I've got the Dr. Hippocrates going on
board.

You're lucky he still makes house calls.

Proceed to helipad, Transport 10, and welcome.

Hope it's warmer inside.

Hello, Commander.

Star?

Tekkaman, any change in Blade's condition?

No.

He's stable, but he's still in a
coma.

He's all yours, Doctor.

You'll need higher magnification than that.

Dr. Cullen?

We're counting on you.

All right, get me a wave scan.

Closer.

Increase magnification.

Mm-hmm.

Switch to alternate resonance frequency.

There we go.

Wave activity appears adequate.

No signs of synaptic distress.

No evidence of oxygen deprivation.

Has he found anything?

Yes I have.

what's that it's nothing to be alarmed
about

just some slight hemorrhaging in the capillaries

Other than that, I detect no damage
to his brain whatsoever.

And his nervous system?

Everything appears to be functioning normally.

You're saying he's all right?

I most certainly am not.

I'm saying he appears to be all
right.

We won't know for certain until he
regains

consciousness and we can observe his behavior.

By all indications that should happen sometime
soon.

Poor Blade, after all he's been through,
and now this!

I'm starting to think he has more
lives than a cat.

As the good doctor said, he's not
out of the woods yet,

and it's impossible for me to believe
he wouldn't

be suffering some kind of side effect,
after all.

A person doesn't undergo a complete metamorphosis
every day.

But who said Blade is a normal
person?

I mean, there's an awful lot about
him we don't understand.

Maybe all this is part of the
package.

At least we can hope for the
best.

I suppose I could be wrong about
this.

It wouldn't be the first time.

Now, sir, you're doing your best.

We know just how important this is
to you, Commander.

We all know it's because you care
about him.

But I'll be glad if you're wrong.

Me too.

What's with you?

Looks like Blade's gonna pull through.

What are you so unhappy about?

You really want to know?

I'm all ears.

I was only thinking if he hadn't,
there'd be nothing

but you, me, and a couple of
techno suits biting those things out there.

What the hey, you got to play
the card you're dealt.

Besides, with a little luck, we could
have given them a run for their
money.

Our odds are a lot better with
him.

Could be.

Still, it means you and me are
back eating that hot shot's dust again.

Frankly, Balzac, that's a diet I can
live with.

Yeah, I guess you're right.

So, sailor, I will again?

Yes, Dargon.

I'm eager to be sent once more
into battle.

And so you shall be.

This time he won't escape me, I
swear it.

How I wish I could feel once
again the bloodlust of battle,

but I must remain with the Mothership
until my

strength is restored and the time is
ripe.

And so, Blade, I have no alternative
but to

depend on you, the last of my
Technowarriors.

There is no need to depend on
anyone else.

Go then, and do your best.

Or should I say, worst.

This mission has proven far more difficult
than I ever would have imagined.

The disappointments have been many.

Glade, Shara, both turned their backs on
me,

sparing the glory that I offered them.

Your savor remains wild.

And that is enough.

For the cosmic tide is shifting, and
darkness is ascendant.

Soon I will loose the chains that
bind me to

this barren ball of dust, and the
final chapter will at last unfold.

Lahir?

O'Rourke, you crazy Irishman.

Someday we'll beat them once and for
all, I swear it.

Oh, there you are.

Are you really strong enough to be
up and about?

Well, odd, isn't it?

All these plants thriving in here when
outside is 20 degrees below zero.

Strange, don't you think?

Hey Blade, what's wrong?

Nothing's wrong with me.

I'm perfectly all right.

And the name's Nick, Nick Carter.

Uh, yes, I guess it is.

Then if it's not too much trouble,
would you call me by my own
name from now on?

Sure, Blaze.

I'm sorry.

Nick.

Wait up, Nick.

How about Nicholas?

Or Nikki?

Ooh, I like.

As spider crabs continue to descend toward
the planet below.

Detectorman Sabre approaches the orbital space ring.

Hello, sword.

Where's Lance?

Look what the cat dragged in.

I never expected to see you here
so soon.

You haven't answered my question.

Where's Lance?

I strongly suggested to him that he
should wait for you, but he wouldn't
listen.

So, he went up against Blade without
my permission.

And shortly thereafter, Lance's life wave vanished
from my sensors.

He was a fool.

And Blade himself?

I've located his life wave in the
northwest sector

of the Earth region known as Alaska.

Alaska, huh?

Good.

Alright then, come with me.

Not this time, Blade.

I'm to remain here.

You're what?

Lord Darkon has given me supreme command
of all our spider-crab attack legions.

So you have a new master now,
eh, sword?

I'm afraid so.

Very well.

I congratulate you on your promotion.

I'm coming brother, and this time when
it's over one of us won't be
walking away.

It all begins with the question why.

Why did they take over the Argos
and transform Blade

and the rest of the crew into
Tekkaman?

Whoever the Venomoids really are, perhaps they're

incapable of acting for themselves.

They need surrogates to physically carry out
their plan.

I don't know.

Those spider crabs seem plentiful to me.

Mm-hmm.

However, I don't believe those creatures are
true Venomoids.

They're just expendable cannon fodder with no
minds of their own.

I still don't get what role the
Techno Men are

supposed to be playing in all of
this.

Their job's to lead the Spider Crabs
and carry out the Venomoid Warlord's plan.

You might say they're his lieutenants.

Why was Blade's family chosen to become
Tekkaman?

We may never know the answer, Tekkaman.

Mere chance, perhaps.

Or it could be they were chosen
for some reason we're unable to understand.

Maybe I'm being dense, but why in
heaven's

name are all these creatures attacking the
earth to begin with?

The best analogy I can come up
with is a farmer preparing his field
for planting.

The Venomoid's creatures are clearing the soil
to make

room for a new and vicious crop.

Yeah, and you're not just talking about
spinach.

You mean those spore trees, don't you?

That's right, Mac.

We found one of them that appears
to be approaching its blooming stage.

Now, if you look carefully within the
central pod... What is that?

Is it human?

Yes, Tekkaman, quite human, and in the
process

of becoming something more than human, a
technoman.

Commander, are you saying that these spore
plants

are like the pods that turned Blade's
family into

No men?

Precisely.

If this one's getting ready to bloom,

that means that all the others spread
out over

all the planet must be getting ready
to bloom, too.

What happens when they finally do?

You just asked the $64,000 question, Tekkaman.

And I got a strong feeling whatever
the answer is,

we're not going to like it a
whole lot.

Why can't we chop the trees down
or find some other way to destroy
them?

Way too many of them.

What I don't get is if they
want to take over the planet, why
not wipe us all out?

Why turn some of us into Tekkaman?

I wish I knew the answer.

Let's stop talking as if the situation
were hopeless.

We know the Venomoids aren't infallible.

After all, they turned me into a
technoman, didn't they?

Yes, but not even you can possibly
destroy every spore plant.

I don't plan to.

I'm going to take the battle to
them

for a change by visiting Darkon on
the dark side of the moon.

My powers are stronger than ever, and
I think I'm ready.

Hi, feeling better?

I was just going to hop into
the shower.

Was there something you wanted to talk
about, Blade?

Hmph, that name again.

Why do you keep calling me that?

Uh...

I don't know.

It's a habit.

It's hard to break, I guess.

You've gone by that name for so
long, it's

hard to imagine calling you something else.

What are you talking about?

I've never gone by that name.

What's this game you're playing?

Why are you trying to confuse me?

Are you alright?

I told you that my name is
Nick.

Who is this Blade, anyway?

Something's definitely wrong.

A what?

That's not good.

Not good at all.

What does it mean, Dr. Cohen?

Fascinating.

There's no visual evidence of any damage
or distortions.

But obviously the transformation he's undergone has

had some destabilizing effect on the brain's
memory centers.

It's not like he's suffering total amnesia.

No, most of the time he's functioning
in a perfectly normal way.

But this confusion about his name troubles
me.

Memory dysfunctions like this are often arbitrary
and unpredictable.

So naturally they can lead to unpredictable
behavior.

especially if the person's sense of identity
is mixed up.

He can stop behaving like a completely
new

person and not necessarily a better one.

I'm here, brother.

Where are you?

Wait!

I want to help you.

He's come for me.

Who has?

I can feel my brother's presence.

He's getting closer.

No, don't go out there.

You're not ready yet.

I've never been more ready.

You don't understand.

He and I have to finish this.

Oh, please be careful.

You look surprised to see me, brother.

Not at all.

I had a feeling you'd be back.

I think it's funny how the two
of us just can't seem to keep
away from each other.

Don't you?

Well this time it ends, right here,
right now.

And this time we finish it, once
and for all.

You got that, do ya?

A little cranky this morning?

Kinda brings back old times, doesn't it?

Why do you think we were always
fighting when we were kids?

Maybe it's because we're

Maybe it's because I know that the
universe would

be a better place without you in
it.

Fresh.

All right.

Come on!

Tell me, Blade, do you recall he
used to win all those fights of
ours?

Do ya?

Ah well, I suppose there's nothing to
be gained by dwelling on the past.

It's time you and me started thinking
about the future.

Right?

All right, now, Pegas, power on!

Affirmative

There comes a time in everyone's life
when you have to cut their family
ties!

Yah!

I grant you it's not exactly a
fair fight

and believe me, I feel just terrible
about it.

you

Pegas!

Scatterfire!

Affirmative.

Open interlock chamber!

No need to feel terrible anymore, Kane.

It's a fair fight now.

Is he up to this, Commander, after
all he's been through?

I think it's out of our hands.

There's no way of stopping him.

Will that strange memory loss affect his
ability to fight?

What?

Memory loss?

It's a long story, but you're right,
Star.

There's no telling if his condition might
worsen.

Ringo, Balzac, get going.

Roger.

This is the last time we're going
to play this game, Kane.

My sentiment's exact-

You must be out of shape.

Your reflexes aren't what they used to
be.

Farewell, brother.