All language subtitles for gen.lock.s01e04.720p.bluray.x264-ghouls

I believe, I believe there's a reason

There's a breach in the hull

Started going under, loot and plunder

Cut 'em down, cut 'em
Down at the knees, yeah

Cut 'em down to the bone

Just a lesser evil, born unequal

You show them where they belong

Tear right through them,
tear right through them all

We pretend in the darkness

We pretend the night
won't steal our youth

Singing me the sweet songs of seduction

Let me be the fool, fool, fool

Who will live and die for you

We pretend in the darkness

We pretend the night
won't steal our youth

Singing me the sweet
songs of seduction

Let me be the fool, fool, fool

Who will live and die for you

All right, y'all.

It's a school day. Let's go.

Whoa!

Gather 'round.
Class is in session.

Whoa!

In the field, you must
protect your brain at all costs.

We can repair any other damage,

but it's not as though
I'm making back-up copies.

One mind's all you have,
so be careful.

Uptime.

There's a limit
to how long your mind can run

on a cyberbrain
before you must return to your body.

If your neural image changes too much,

it will be incompatible with how

you left your human nervous system.

You won't be able to download again.

Overclocking.

One of the many possible modifications

while running your digitized mind,
but beware.

It simply consumes uptime faster.

Body suits.

Your bodies are immensely
strategically valuable.

In addition to their
gen: LOCK function,

the body suits serve
as intelligent armor,

reading your nervous system's intent,

and granting enhanced
strength and speed.

If you have to wear them all the time,

they may as well be useful.

There's an always-on private network

between all uploaded minds.

Think of it as telepathy.

It will even allow you to
achieve gen: LOCK phase two,

where you can begin to share, well,

everything about your minds.

Aging out.

When the human brain
reaches adulthood,

it stops regenerating
neurotransmitters.

Gen: LOCK relies upon
that ability in a younger mind,

hence you can age out of the program.

Take Leon here.

He was compatible,
but is just a bit too old.

Hence there's too much risk
for him to join the program.

Woo-hoo!

So all this time
I've been giving you space,

I was also working on, like,
50 different opening lines.

But then I realized all I really
wanted to do was say, "Hey."

So, hey.

Hey.

Damn. I didn't think about
what I wanted to say after "hey."

So how do you think
class is going, sensei-chan?

- Sensei-what?
- I don't know.

That's what Kazu calls you.

Well, if your newbies don't get killed

on their first mission,
we'll call it a pass.

Come on. They're not that bad.

Cammie's got nerves around weapons.

Kazu charges in alone.

Valentina always hangs back.

They have raw talent as individuals

but refuse to trust or communicate,

so they fail as a fire team.

They're going to get
their asses handed back to them

in four-story-tall pieces.

- Ooh! That's cold.
- It's how I see it.

It's how Leon and Jodie see it.

Yeah, okay.

Are we ever gonna talk about Jodie?

- Not if I can help it. What?
- Miranda.

Do you really want the details?

It was years, Chase.

Years getting over you.

Then years trying to
finally get on with my life,

but betraying everything
by even trying.

- And now what am I supposed to do?
- Whoa! Hey, I... I don't know.

Miranda, yes.

- This is my fault.
- It isn't your...

You did what you needed to do.

I don't blame you or anyone.

For what it's worth,
it wasn't easy for me either.

Ma and Dri, gone.

Years of knowing you were out there,

but being told I couldn't reach out.

When has that ever stopped you?

It was because I'd be damned

if I reached out
and then died on you twice.

Nobody knew if I was going to make it.

And I'm sorry, but I wasn't
going to put you through that again.

You've seen the state I'm in.

It's been a long road
to make peace with that,

but I've made it.

I'm good. I'm here now.

All I can do is keep moving forward,

and I'm not gonna
watch another chance go by.

Do what you gotta do.

But if you ever wanted
to try something again...

Well, you know where my tank is.

I don't know.

I don't know what to think anymore,

but maybe.

Maybe you could try
one of those opening lines next time.

Wonder if they'll ever sort it.

Where did you come from?

Just mixing from my Holon.

Chase does it all the time.

Thought I'd give it a try.

What are you working on?

Strider upkeep.

They've been pushing them hard
to keep up with you guys.

They're pushing us just as hard.

It doesn't help that I just cannae seem
to get comfy in me Holon.

Something's off.

- Off, how?
- Hard to say.

There's just something
about the way I'm wired.

I just wanna be lower.

It's like I'm having to run
while wearing

the world's highest high heels.

And with the way
this boxy armor throws me off,

it's like I'm always
about to fall on me arse.

Well, to fix that you'd have
to overhaul the endoskeleton itself.

I mean, you'd literally
have to rip those legs off and redo 'em.

Armor's easier.

Just lay out your new patterns,
send it to the printers.

Boom, done.

- Wait, you can just do that?
- Yeah, check it.

Vanguard designed
your armor for the ESU.

'Course, now the Colonel's got my team

covering maintenance for you guys, too.

We use those printers right over there.

I could mod my kit?

Not without authorization and...

Not without this software
that I'm sending you right now.

Thank you, thank you,
thank you, thank you.

Don't mention it.

No, but really, don't.

Like, you cannot tell anyone, okay?

But, check this out.

See, Chase being all mopey lately,
gave me some ideas.

I've been working on something.

Go on.

He's just not right without these.

I don't know if my legs
have been this tight my entire life.

I'm just saying it's harder.

- The commissary sells it.
- Nice.

But not to you.

I'm legal in Scotland.

If I order it with food.

You're not in Scotland.

I'm with you,
preferably where there's dancing.

You're out of luck.

We're not allowed off-base.

What do they do for fun
around here then?

The Ether, same as anywhere.

You wanna game together?

- Siege 2?
- No.

You'd rather be bored
than hang out online?

We spend all day, every day together.

This is our first time off.

You're the last people
I want to see right now.

But we're supposed to be working
on team building, right?

So, let's go game together or something,

improve the communication or some shite.

Come on.

All right.

Whoo!

Do I have to do everything?

Kazu, do you
really need to look tougher?

You have a hijab?
In here, but not out there?

Is it so unusual?

No, not at all.

It's just weird seeing you
with long hair.

I think she looks lovely.

Did you used to wear it this way?

You look smashing.

I have to admit,
it may be time to use Val again.

No. Well, yes.

I will now, but it's not role-playing.

Kazu, do you not know, pal?

Sorry, Val.

You should say it. It's not my place.

Nyet. It's perfectly fine.

My body is physically female at present,

but I'm starting to think,
maybe soon, a change.

Think genderfluid.

- You've shifted before?
- A few times now.

Sometimes, not now.

Perhaps again soon.

I sense the pressure coming on again
in a way I haven't in a long time.

You'll never know.

Ugh!
What is taking Chase so long?

Really?

You can make yourself look like anything
you imagine,

and you go with a hoodie.

What can I say?

I gotta be me.

Are we gaming or what?

Aye.
We got several options you may fancy.

We could go sci-fi.

Are you joking?

We do this all day long.

Pirates?

Anyone wanna sail the high seas
looking for booty?

Fantasy warriors.

Could go monster hunting.

Come on. Somebody pick something.

I have a sudden desire to hit the club.

You dafties.

Yaz?

I may retire.

Perhaps another time.

You got me.

Ugh! I guess.

Hey, what am I not good...

What was that?

Has the Vanguard not paid
its Ether bill?

Interceptors Ready One and Ready Two,

scramble.

Alert Teams Baker,
Charlie, and gen: LOCK One.

Report to North Mech Hangar...

...for immediate load up.

Oh! Hell.

Come on.

It's showtime.

We'll be dropping you in ten clicks

north of the Dallas Data Center.

They're trying to bring down the Ether?

You can do that?

It appears the Union is attacking

one of the main distribution nodes
for the entire network.

The area was evacuated
when the attack began,

and since then,
there's been too much interference

to get a good read on the Union forces.

We're not exactly sure
what you're heading into.

If it taps into the data center,
aren't we fucked already?

Cammie, we have got to work
on your cursing.

Why? I curse pretty well already.

Fine.

Effed. Aren't already effed?

- We're not sure.
- Huh?

This isn't our...

The Union's normal attack pattern.

Exactly.

The Union are like an infection.

They creep. They expand.

This data center is hundreds of miles
from Union territory.

We've never seen them extend their reach
this far in one go since...

New York.

Their usual MO
is to edge into the next area

and shove the Polity
and its sympathizers out

with a minimum of collateral damage.

They want the infrastructure intact.

Maybe they've finally decided
to cripple the Ether.

Do you even listen?

Insufficient uptime to cover
both travel and the mission itself.

This is how you'll usually deploy.

We fly you in.

You upload, go take care of business,
then you download

back into your human bodies,
quickly as possible.

You fly home.

At the risk of bringing our bodies
closer to the action.

Can you tell
how thrilled I am about that?

Uh... Now.

Get your arse out of my face.

Prepare to drop.

- We're coming in hot.
- How hot?

Let's jam. Whoa!

Phew!

All right, Yaz.

First area's clear.

Turn on your camo.

We are moving up to Chase.

Ready to advance. I'll cover. Okay, go.

Hey.

See that?

I'm shooting less friends.

Hmm.

Huh?

All right, grunts, hang back.

Striders, move up
and we'll keep up the...

Oh! Kazu, we have got to talk
about collateral damage.

- All clear over here.
- Okay.

Everyone head for the main building.

This is really weird.

There should be more resistance.

No life signs in the building.

Send in the clowns.

Negative contact.

No life, no ordnance.

- Command?
- Take it.

You heard her.

- Two by two, grunts.
- Moving in.

All right.

Striders secure inner perimeter.

Holons patrol the outfield.

Do what now?

Hang back, split up,
and keep your eyes open.

Hmm?

Hey, look at me.

Still not shooting anybody I know.

Kazu, you get big?

Who's in front of me?

Your camo's gone weird.

Cammie, open fire.

Oh, you want me to shoot each other now,
is it?

- Make up your...
- Cammie, shoot the damn gun.

Chase, get her out of there.

Do I just walk through?

Guys?

- Doc?
- Do it.

Cammie.

Oh, crap.

We got smoke. Everybody seal up.

What happened?

Are you all right?

Cammie, listen to me.

I've opened a port
to my optical sensors.

I'm sharing my eyes with you.

Cammie?

I can see.

Me?

I've got no head.

It worked.

Mindshare worked.

Wait, you've never done this before?

Not with Chase?

Anvil Command. Data Center secure.

Last bogie seems to have moved off.

Re-establish the perimeter.

Breakers, get the data center
operational again.

Cammie's mind is still racing.

She's burning through her uptime.

Secure Holons on the transports.

Gen: LOCK One, prepare for download.

- You got this?
- Yeah, we're good.

Go take care of her.

What the hell was that anyhow?