All language subtitles for Vagrant Queen - 01x04 - In a Sticky Spot_TBS_English.C.MAGEANRA

MAGEANRA

Okay, everybody just chill, alright?

- Keep your shoes on.
- It's pants on.

Okay, what I meant was that it's gonna be fine.

He's happy.

He's eating.

And we can trust him why?

Oh, because I helped him out a sticky spot a few years ago...

- Aww, that's ni...
- ...after we were being shot at

by some dudes we were stealing

- Warlashian Chum from.
- Ah.

Yeah. So... he owes me.

So, he's going to help us

because you once helped him steal food?

- His loyalty's to his stomach.
- I get that.

Okay. Let's go over the plan.

To get through the force field surrounding Republic Space...

...without blowing anything up...

we'll have to sneak through one of their border control ports.

Okay, wait. Who is what on this thing again?

You're the button. Hath, you're the tooth,

Amae, you're the bolt, I'm the dead bug.

Here, use this.

Okay, this orb represents me.

It's a Harbardarian Sack.

Nasty bit of business... if you pierce the skin.

So that is what they look like?

You remember the week we spent spelunking

in the gray waters of Wreckoor looking for one of these?

- Thought it'd be bigger.
- Also, pink?

Who knew?

That one is on the house. The rest,

I'll sell later in Port 233.

Right, Port 233. Which is where we'll cross.

If I may...

...why aren't we just using the robot's hologram?

Because this took me an hour to build.

Besides, I built it before I knew Winni had a holo.

Ahem, so... shall we continue?

- Clive.
- Simple, really.

Ships enter through there

and continue through the port for scanning.

And to make it extra fun, all travelers

have to go through bioscans before heading to customs.

It's like a giant airport in space.

Airport interrogation facility designed to crush your spirit

before you're allowed to travel?

Just an Earth thing? Carry on.

You three will pose as Clive's crew and you'll enter with him.

And for the rest of us that's on

the Republic's most-wanted list...

we'll have to jump off the ship to avoid the bioscans,

and then enter through the employee section.

Not only dressed as port workers, but...

acting as port workers, too.

Every good disguise needs a good character.

Uh... might need a bit of a wipe down.

They've been marinating on my ship for a while.

So look, each zone is sealed off

by armored security doors.

All we have to do is take out the guard,

get the pass, then go through all the various levels,

then jump back on the Winni within an hour

before we get shot up into Republic Space.

And if any of you meat sticks don't make it back

here in time, I'm leaving you behind to rot.

Would be such a waste.

Good. That's it.

Let's go.

Uh, perhaps we could stay together?

Safety in numbers.

Sneaking four of us through is already a risk.

Let's just stick to Elida's plan.

I tried.

♪ Hey ♪

♪ Hey ♪

You've been avoiding our calls, Commander.

Not at all, Admiral. We keep missing each other, is all.

Commander, why are you taking so long to get back to Arriopa?

We recently received intel on the queen

and we're following up on it.

This again?

This is a lead we must follow.

It places her in an extremely disadvantageous situation.

Fine. But if this next attempt

proves pointless again,

your title will be stripped along with it.

- Admiral, that hardly seems...
- Necessary?

Oh, but it is, Lazaro.

In this Republic, our actions have consequences.

- Hmm.
- Or we are no better

than the corrupt monarchy we replaced.

Understood, Admiral.

Okay. We're officially part

of Clive's freighter collection.

I've masked the code on our ID board.

We'll read as a different ship.

Oh. See, of course you thought of that.

- We'd get nowhere without you.
- Well,

I don't know a top freight smuggler, so...

...teamwork.

- How are you feeling?
- Good.

Yeah, no, as long as everybody, you know,

sticks to the plan, we should be good.

I mean, once we get into Republic Space,

you're that much closer to seeing your mom.

That's... big.

I, um...

hadn't really thought about it.

Kinda like to handle the task in front of me, you know?

Then let's handle this one... together.

Thank you.

I'll go switch off the power.

We gotta blend in with the rest of these scrappy ships.

Winnibot, see you soon.

The odds are not in your favor,

but I hope for the best.

Here to talk me out of it, huh?

I've known you your whole life.

I know very well that once you set your mind on something,

there's no changing it.

Isaac calls it stubbornness.

I call it tenacity.

You're a natural leader...

Elida.

You really couldn't think of any other name?

It was very much a on-the-spot-type thing.

And anyway, I was 17! Come on.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry you were ever put in that position.

I tried to find you, Elida, believe me...

I know... I know.

But...

living on a Loyalist space station isn't the safest way

to avoid the Republic.

There will come a time soon when you do not need to fear them.

We can take back what they stole from us.

- Hath, I don't want to be...
- To be our queen, I know.

But you can still fight for our home,

for your people, alongside us.

Your mother trained you your entire life

to do what's right for your people.

She also trained me to be a survivor.

That's what I've been doing, I've been surviving.

You're destined for so much more than that.

One day soon, you'll be able

to wear your birth name... with pride.

I know once we get my mother, she'll join you.

And if that's what she wants to do, then I'm with her.

Well, time to go, old man.

_

How did I get into this line of work?

My family? Maybe...

I come from a long line of border port workers.

But do I want to follow in my family's footsteps?

You know what?

I do... but I'm reluctant.

What are you doing?

Getting into character. You should, too.

You know, I'm more improv than method.

Alright. Let's do this.

Alright, meat sticks.

Your countdown has started.

See you on the other side... maybe.

That is a lot further than it looked on the map.

You do know it's not to scale, right?

Ready?

Attention all travelers.

You are now entering Republic Space.

Please abide by all Republic regulations.

Okay, team Clive, you ready?

Let's go!

Attention all travelers.

Failure to comply with regulations at this port

may result in severe punishment.

The guard station should be just up ahead.

One guard, one key card.

Fast and quiet. Only fire if necessary.

It seems our intelligence was wrong.

- Well, do we wait?
- That's the only way through.

I can hack the codes.

Yep. That's great.

Wait, that wasn't an option before?

It takes a lot more time than just stealing a keycard, Isaac.

Hacking isn't an easy as it looks; it's complicated.

It's not just tapping away on buttons and we're in.

Totally thought it was one

of those, like, perfectly timed moments.

Ta-da! Door opens.

You know everything's gonna be fine, El.

Your plan is solid. Worst case scenario...

we blow some shit up!

Ma'am, I'll need you to empty this fluid.

I'm not wasting that! Oh, sod it!

Next.

Let's just get through, fast as we can.

The sooner we get outta here,

the sooner we can get back with the others...

Ah! Oh my God!

Frequent traveler card.

Looks like you guys are gonna be here for a while.

I'm headed to the canteen to get a snack.

You soldiers want anything?

You look a little thin.

- Thank you so much, we're good.
- I'm sure you are.

Please do not leave luggage unattended.

Unattended luggage may be removed or destroyed.

Uh, Amae... how much longer until...

Cool, let's just pretend I didn't even check in just then.

Ugh, man, they've really gotta reconsider these uniforms.

Don't... move.

Okay.

Let's just keep on going.

Intruder. Intruder.

- Run!
- Intruder. Intruder.

- Intruder. Intruder.
- You suck!

Intruuu-der.

Oh!

Pleasure doing business with you.

- These better be ripe, Clive.
- Oh.

Last one's had no... juice.

They were dry, Clive. Dry.

- Best yet.
- Ugh..

Code Indigo.

Security personnel please report to Level 1.

Security personnel report to Level 1.

Consarnit! Looks like some sort of malarkey

going down... Better not be any kind of delays.

We got places to be. And where the heck is Susan?

Dangit, I told Susan, I said, Susan,

Route 233 is always gonna give you

a goshdarn headache every time we cross.

Does she listen? Does she?

Heck, I don't think I can get a word in edgewise.

I said to her, we can't go on the 230...

Halt!

Oh. Look, guys, yeah, sorry for the misunderstanding.

It's just, you know...

- Sorry.
- It's okay.

You're saving my life.

Up ahead!

- Whoa!
- Isaac!

Ugh.

- No!
- Elida, you can't stop!

He's gone.

Come on.

Uh, hey, guys.

I don't suppose either one of you has any medical training?

Mighta cracked a rib.

Sir,

an alarm was signaled in Port 233.

The guards have captured what appears to be the human.

Excellent.

No one leaves.

Even if I have to burn the entire place down.

Isaac? Isaac, do you copy?

Winnibot, where are the holding cells?

They are located in the lower red zone.

Winni-Bee, why are you whispering?

I have adapted my speech patterns for context.

We need to get back to the Winnipeg.

Okay. You two get to the ship.

- Not without you.
- Elida, we've been exposed.

- The whole plan is kaput.
- I can get him out.

We can get him out. If I can get to a main power console,

I can cut power to different sectors.

It'll help you get through quickly.

I know what I'm doing.

This man sold you out.

You'll risk everything to save him?

It's my fault he got hit, my plan.

- Elida, he's...
- Hath!

I don't leave anybody behind.

- Then I'm coming with you.
- Okay.

Let's go, old man.

You stay safe, okay.

Your assessment of the current situation is incorrect.

At no point have you been at a level

of safety that you should wish to remain.

Hmm... Let's go.

Okay, Winni-Bee, nearest power console.

Security personnel,

please report to Level 1.

Security personnel, report to Level 1.

That's some heavy plate armor.

Hope all this has nothing to do with our guys.

Maybe they met Clive and declared him a biohazard.

As soon as we're through, we need to locate Hath and the others.

Next.

ID?

Reason for entering Republic Space?

Uh, we are security for Ferryman Ventures.

We trade vessels and we're here on business trading...

Ve... vessels.

Anything to declare?

- No.
- No.

No, no.

No.

The power console should be around the next corner.

You've got this.

Hey, fellow colleague!

What are you doing here?

Um... mostly guarding

the border to Republic Space,

making sure no one breaks the law.

Obviously there's more to my job than that.

- Hey, how's it going, Amae?
- Cool!

Uh, looks like this area is secure.

Um, Timmy said to go check on the blue sector,

- so I'll just...
- Timmy isn't working today.

- Ugh...
- What did you say your name was?

Um, um, I'm probably not on the system, I'm new.

Yep, newbie.

- Amae?
- I'm working on it.

Who are you talking to?

I'm sorry!

I just... completely forgot my entire backstory.

That was a terrible performance.

That should do it.

Powering off in ten... nine...

Anyway, so I was like, no, Dad, this is not the dark side...

Huh?

Whoa...

Done.

Uh, Amae? The... the power.

Oh, crackers! Wrong section.

Okay...

- anytime now.
- Got it.

Holy shit. Is that... a sign?

- Green zone, now!
- Yes, sir!

Inform me the moment she's captured.

Yes, sir.

The famous Isaac Stelling.

I'm so glad to finally meet you.

It's a shame we never got the chance

when you were selling out your royal friend.

Not that your information was any good, but still.

Mm. I must thank you for eventually leading us to her.

Now why are you breaking into Republic Territory?

Mm? More secrets to trade?

Come on, there's... I mean,

a valiant act will serve no purpose.

This port is on lockdown.

We will find them.

You're a man who's about to watch his friends die

for what I just hope is a noble cause.

I'm just a tourist, man.

No noble cause.

See now, I don't believe that.

You're from Earth, right?

Is this cause really worth never seeing it again?

So... quid pro quo?

- Hmm?
- So you'd trade for my life?

That depends entirely on what you have to offer me.

We're heading to Kraglon...

...to join the rock band Starburst 5000.

They wanted me for bass, but I got my eye on vocals.

I am going to get you a couple tickets to the show,

because you look like you need to get out more.

Okay. The holding cells should be just below us.

Okay...

Amae?

I'm okay.

- Minor issue.
- No way out.

Amae, both sides of the stairwell are locked,

- so could you...
- The system shorted.

I'll have to restart it manually.

Okay, okay. Uh, how long is that gonna take?

And done!

Now we just need to wait ten minutes for it to reboot.

Ten minutes? We'll only have 20 left.

I'm sorry.

There's no other way.

Do you think I don't know how you all snuck in here?

I will deal with your slimy friend later.

No ships will leave this port.

And you are gonna watch your friends suffer.

Seriously, again?

Attention all travelers.

There will be a slight delay in all departures.

All ships will be held until further notice.

Please comply with all security regulations.

- Thank you for your patience.
- That doesn't sound good.

Doesn't look good either.

On the bright side,

there's no countdown anymore, right?

So they've got time.

Not if our team are the reason for the added security measures.

I think we should just continue with the plan

and have faith in our queen. She knows what she's doing.

I see you brought the sack with you.

"Be resourceful, Elida".

Your training served you well.

It has, actually.

And that's a terrible impression of me, by the way.

I know it hasn't been easy for you, Elida.

The destiny we choose and the one that is divined upon us is...

Or we could talk about something else.

- This man...
- Not that.

Elida, I just don't understand.

This is a risk that puts his life

over your own, over your mother's.

You know what divine lesson I've never really learned?

The one where just because I'm queen

I value one life over another.

The one where unless some suffer while others prosper.

Kind of glad I never got that one down.

I'm not valuing his life over my mother's,

I'm just not playing the hierarchy game.

It's not hierarchy to value your family, your blood.

My blood? My blood is the reason I'm in this mess.

The reason why I've been running for most of my life.

That is through no fault of your own.

You're not responsible for the actions of your oppressors.

No.

No, I'm not.

I am responsible for Isaac and Amae.

They're putting their lives on the line for me, for my mother.

If one of us falls...

we all fall.

Well, if we must do things your way...

Reboot complete! Are you guys ready?

Ready. Thanks, Amae. Be caref...

- Were you gonna say careful?
- Nope.

I was gonna say...

be yourself, because that's all you should be.

The holding cells are just below you guys.

I'll meet you back at the Winnipeg.

Opening the doors... now.

We should go up, Elida.

- Get back to the Winnipeg.
- No.

You heard what she said, the holding cells are down there.

I'm not leaving him.

This is the most fun I have had all week.

And for that...

I wanna thank you, Isaac.

Whoo!

Sure glad my character isn't claustrophobic.

Okay.

Are those our guys? Identify yourself!

Eh, I hate labels.

- What's this?
- That orb represents me.

Ooh!

Wow, cool!

See, and that's why the Metaxian mob

was offering 50,000 units for these things.

Who's the goober now?

Right, the goober?

Whatever. Bye.

Hey! Wait! Don't leave me like this!

- Ah!
- I'm sorry!

Hey!

Wait a minute, now hold up.

You gonna tell us what the hell's going on?

Nobody ever thinks to tell the accounting department

what is happening when there's a damn lockdown.

But who has to stay late

and input all of the bleeding expenses incurred?

I hear ya. Just ain't right.

No appreciation for the work you do.

Don't tell the bosses I told ya,

but between me and you, some fugitives on the run.

Yeah, crazy.

Well, back to it.

Uh, I'm a transfer from Port 510,

still getting my head around the new digs.

What's the, uh, easiest way back to the freight line?

Oh, you just take the crew elevator, goes right there.

- Go get those fugitives!
- You bet I will!

Please comply with all security regulations.

Thank you for your patience.

Attention all travelers.

There will be a slight delay in all departures.

All ships will be held until further notice.

No ship access. Lockdown.

We were just hoping to pick up something from our ship.

No. Ship. Access.

Well... unfortunately...

I'm having quite an allergic reaction

to some bad Bodegan fula seeds.

Let me tell you, it's not pretty.

It's not pretty at all. So if I could just

quickly run to my ship and grab my medication?

It's diarrhea.

I'm having violent diarrhea,

like the Fountain of Ryvallion.

Ugh.

There. There, I said it.

- Move along.
- We're cool. Message clear.

Come on, come on.

Come on.

What was that?

I was thinking on the spot.

I thought he'd be more sympathetic.

When did you eat Bodegan fula seeds?

No, I didn't.

Help! Please help me, help me.

I must admit, that maneuver

looked better than what you pitched.

Told you, old man. Isaac!

- He's alive.
- Okay. One two, three...

We got you, buddy, okay?

We got you...

Hang in there. Okay.

You've had worse hangovers than this.

We're gonna get you back to my ship.

It's my ship.

You die on me and it'll really be my ship, sucker.

We should be fine, this passageway

takes us straight to the freight line.

There they are!

Take him!

Traveling can be stressful.

Enjoy the refreshing taste of an ice cold

squirt berry latte and feel all your worries slide away.

- Where's Clive?
- Who cares about Clive?!

- Where is our team?
- We need to go find them.

Where? Look at this place.

It's a bureaucratic nightmare!

Where would we even begin to search?

Found them.

We need to get those doors open!

I'm on it, my queen.

It is good to see you are alive.

Statistically, the chance of the others also.

Remind me to give you a lesson on optimism, Winni-Bee.

Elida, I'm back on the Winni, what's your status?

We're trapped at the boarding gate. But we got him.

We have Isaac.

Get Winni ready.

Because once these doors open, we won't have long.

- I'm on it.
- Where's Clive?

Canteen!

We really don't need to wait for him, right?!

It's us they're after. He'll be fine.

Attention all travelers,

there will be a slight delay in all departures.

Clive, I presume?

Do you know the penalty for royal sympathizers?

You look a little salty.

I'm not a fussy eater!

Ah!

Ugh. Ah!

Cover me!

Argh!!

Oh, no, you don't! Security!

Don't make me do this.

Huh.

You wouldn't.

You bet your sweet patootie I would.

Now scram!

Uh... I mean...

It's all yours.

Whoa...

- Suits you.
- Thank you, Your Majesty.

I got ya.

Toss and shoot.

- Ah!
- Gross.

- But super cool.
- Yeah.

Ah!

When this is over, we gotta make a priority

to get the hunt for those orbs.

Hurry!

Come on, come on!

Ihred, let's go!

- It won't hold, Dengar.
- No!

Ihred!

Ihred, no! No, Ihred!

No! Ihred, no!

Ihred, no!

I'm so sorry, Hath.

Let her sacrifice not be in vain.

Let's go.

Now.

Amae, that's all of us.

Let's go.

Hang on tight.

_

Sir... The, uh...

Admirals are on the line.

Look at you.

Hey, buddy. How you feeling?

I feel like Rocky at the end of Rocky.

No...

I feel...

like Apollo Creed in Rocky 4.

Bad. I feel bad.

Aw.

You'll be fine.

Glad I had your back.

I've done that so many times.

What?

Imagined what I'd say...

...if I got to see my mom again.

- Any words of advice?
- Oh, it changes all the time.

Sometimes I tell her about a new food I've tried.

Or an interesting person I've met.

I update her a lot on Chaz.

Especially every time he gets a new tattoo.

Wow!

I'm sorry.

I'm totally making your moment about me.

What? No. Are you kidding me?

This is helpful.

I, um...

I just wanted to say thank you,

you know, for everything.

You don't have to keep thanking me.

I'm glad to be here.

It's been like, what, seven years since you've seen your mom

and that's what you're wearing?

Oh, so let me just go get my ceremonial robe.

- Whoa, whoa.
- Uh, that's the sound

I'm supposed to make behind the wheel, not you.

- What's happening?
- Winnibot?

It appears that the space surrounding Wix

contains more debris than

previously recorded in my databases.

Okay, how much debris?

That much!

Oh!

It also appears the ship's hull has been damaged.

Oh no. That looks important.

Oh, crackers! That's our fusion coil!

Where is it?!

What's happening?

We're in a freaking asteroid storm!

Hang on!

Oh, this is going to be ugly.

Really, really ugly.

- This is all I have left.
- That's not gonna help.

- Isaac, buckle up.
- Hold on!

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