All language subtitles for Stargirl S03E12us

- When the Justice
Society first formed,

it was a scientist,
The Ultra-Humanite.

- With a little help
from Dragon King.

- But he escaped us
by putting his brain

into the body of an actress
named Dolores Winters.

- What are you two
idiots doing here?

Helping Cindy's
the right thing to do.

Maybe The Thunderbolt
could cure her.

- Let's team up.

- If they're
looking for trouble,

they're gonna be
sorry they got it.

At least
you'll die together.

These are human remains.

- I wanna wipe the slate clean.

- I'm taking Icicle out
the first chance I get.

- Jordan says he wants
to work together.

- How can you be that naive?

I'm willing
to help the JSA

take down The Ultra-Humanite.

It's time.

- And the award for
Best Actress goes to...

Dolores Winters for
"Remembering to Forget."

- Thank you, Mr. Colman.
- Congratulations, Ms. Winters.

- I don't know how to
express my gratitude.

I don't know how this even
happened, really, but...

here it is in my hand.

It's heavier than I imagined.

As actors, we are called upon
to lose ourselves in the role.

And I could not have dreamed
for a better character

to become lost in.

Thank you. I love you all!

You did it.
- Yes! Dolores!

What a triumph.

- Mr. Standish?

Well, the party is long
over. Everyone has gone home.

I think you should leave.

- But I was hoping that...
That maybe we could talk.

That's all.

- I have a friend on their way.
They'll be here any moment.

- Oh, Dolores, I-I am
madly in love with you.

You're drunk. Go home.

- Oh, but like
sees like, Dolores.

And... and when I look
into your beautiful eyes,

I see an actor, always acting...

Even when the cameras
aren't rolling.

I see a woman hiding,

pretending to be
something she's not.

Uh, but I-I won't
judge you, Dolores.

Please...

show me who you truly are.

Ohh...

- You really saw me
in here, didn't you?

That's unfortunate.

Ahh!

- Aah!

- You dropped your trophy.

- Dr. Ito, you're late.

- Who was that?

- Someone who was
getting too close...

Like the Justice Society is.

They picked up my trail again.

I need a new body.

Given the JSA and our
inevitable confrontation,

I've been making a few
improvements of my own.

- Intent on earning your
name, are you, Dragon King?

- I could do the same for you.

- No. I have another
idea in mind.

- An albino gorilla.

- A body powerful enough
to destroy the entire JSA,

after a few
modifications, of course.

- Hmm, an intriguing choice.

I'm almost jealous.

- Yes.

Won't this be fun?

- Hey.

- I can't stop thinking about
Artemis, how alone she is.

And Sylvester wanting
to take the Staff

and... and bring in
Icicle by himself?

There... there are so many
things wrong with that idea.

- Sylvester still thinks
Icicle is his fight.

- It's all our fight.

I don't care if Jordan
says he wants peace.

He didn't kill the Crocks
out of self-defense.

He needs to be stopped.

- Yeah.

He left a note.

- What's it say?

- Said he had a few things
to do. He'll be back soon.

- We have to find him.

- Hey.

- What do you want,
Mr. Pemberton?

- Just, uh, seeing
how you're holding up.

What are you planning here?

- I'm going to kill
Jordan Mahkent.

- Look, I know that every fiber

of your being wants to find

that Nordic freak and smash

the smug look off his face.

But... there's a future

your parents wanted for you,

and it's not prison.

If you wanna honor your parents,

go to college and be the star

that they raised you to be.

- So Jordan Mahkent
just gets a pass?

- Hell no. I'm gonna
kill him for you.

Aah!

- Rick's still not answering.

- Shocker. Any news
on that creature?

- Not yet.

- Mr. Pemberton.
- Are there any updates?

- I've been tapping into
the satellite feeds,

searching the woods around Blue
Valley for The Ultra-Humanite.

But now that you
burned down the barn,

I think he's taken
shelter somewhere new.

- My bad. Where's Rick?

- Still not answering
anyone's calls.

- Where's Courtney?

- Well, I didn't tell
her we were meeting.

- Wait. Why not?

- Because she already
knows the plan.

- What is the plan?
- I'm gonna face Icicle myself.

- We should come with you.
- No.

Jordan's stronger now.
He's too dangerous.

- With Cameron and his
crazy grandparents,

Jordan won't be alone.

- Yeah, he will.
I dropped a bug

in the Mahkents' living room
when Pat and I were there.

Cameron and his grandparents
are going to a vigil tonight

for his art teacher.

- Mr. Deisinger?

- Yeah. Apparently, he's
been missing for days.

- Wait, what? What happened?

- Well, with the Mahkents
and The Ultra-Humanite

running around, nothing
good, I'm guessing.

- So Jordan Mahkent will
be home alone tonight?

- Yeah, until I show
up for our little chat.

- You're sure you
don't want our help?

- Actually, I do.

When the JSA died, they
left family members behind.

Sandman has a nephew,
The Atom, a son,

Green Lantern's kids,
Jennie and her brother.

But there are other JSA members

whose bloodlines
died that night...

Heroes like me who
had no families

to pass their legacies on to,

Mr. Terrific, Dr. Fate,

The Spectre, Flash...

And others who
shouldn't be forgotten.

So I'm asking both of you,
when this is all over,

go find someone like yourself,

someone worthy of taking one of
these mantles on for their own.

Keep my friends' legacies alive.

- You're talking to us like

we're never gonna see you again.

- Don't be silly.

I'll catch up with
you guys later.

- I'm not sure about this place.

- What, are you kidding?
This is awesome!

The ISA meeting room.
Oh, check it out.

- Okay.

- So what... the
ISA just sat around

looking at a painting
of themselves?

Ugh, are we sure
we wanna use this

for the Young All-Stars HQ?

I mean, it's pretty cold
down here for a reptile.

No offense.

- What exactly is
happening to you?

We only wanna help, Cindy.
We're a team now, aren't we?

And that's what teammates do.

- My dad experimented
on me my whole life.

He put metal shivs in my arms

and pumped me so
full of chemicals,

my hair turned white.

I think my father did
something else to me,

something that lay dormant

until I came back
from the Shadowlands.

- Does it hurt?
- Uh, yeah, sometimes.

- You took The Gambler's laptop

because you were looking for
your dad's hidden labs, right?

- Yeah. And I searched through
all the labs I could find,

hoping one might have answers
on to how to reverse this.

- Okay. I got an idea.
I'm gonna wish that...

- Wait! You madman!

Write it down first!
Think it through!

- I know what I'm doing!
- Jakeem...

- Don't embarrass
me in front of her!

Thunderbolt, I wish you
would take me, Mike,

and Cindy to the labs that
has what we're looking for.

- Oh, no.

- Cameron?

Hey.

- Courtney still hasn't
called or texted me back.

- Whatever is going on, I
know she cares about you.

Give her some time.

- I don't think anything we say
is gonna change her mind, Dad.

We have to prove your
intentions are good...

somehow.

- Your teacher, um, the
one who's gone missing...

- Mr. Deisinger.

- He may have fallen prey
to The Ultra-Humanite.

- But the police... they
thought he might have had

another psychotic break
or... or... or wandered off.

You think he could be dead?

- What if I went after
The Ultra-Humanite?

What if I brought him in myself?

Would that be enough?

- Hey.
- Courtney took the Staff?

- She went looking for you.
Where... where were ya?

- When's she coming back?
- Listen.

We decided we're not
gonna let you go it alone.

- Okay, I've tried to be
diplomatic about this,

but it's not your
choice to make.

It's mine.

- Okay, Icicle's more
powerful than ever, all right?

And Beth, she's still not sure

what Jordan even
did with the Crocks.

- All due respect to the
dead, I'm not the Crocks, Pat.

I can protect myself.

I shouldn't even
have to say that.

- You need our help.

- Don't you get it?

I don't want your help! Okay?

Do I have to spell
it out for you?

I mean, look at you.

You put a bunch of
kids in harm's way

just to make yourself
feel important.

- That's just not true.
- Yes, it is.

And the only reason
they respect you is

because they weren't there

to see what an ineffectual
loser Stripesy really was.

You know you're a laughingstock?

You were the joke
of the entire JSA.

- Why are you saying this to me?

- Okay.

I've tried to let this go.

I've tried to, but I can't.

This is coming from
the hard truth, okay?

The night the JSA went
up against the ISA,

you wouldn't stop
calling me on the radio.

Do you remember that?

Then you came back after I
ordered you to stay away!

You distracted me during
the most important

fight of my life, and
you got me killed, Pat!

I'm not gonna let
it happen again!

You're no hero.

Not then and not now.

You are just a sidekick.

You heard us?

- All of it.

- Well, it is what it is, kid.

- You know, since the
day I found the Staff,

you've been my hero.

I even thought you were
my father for a while.

But when Brainwave
came after me,

it was Pat who saved me.

And when Cindy hurt me,

it was Pat who got
me to the hospital.

And when my dad came
to take that locket

and I was absolutely crushed,

Pat was there for me too.

He's been there for me every
time I've ever needed him.

So...

you're not my hero, Starman.

Pat Dugan is my hero.

I was so disappointed

when I found out you
weren't my father.

But I thank God every
day that Pat is.

- I need the Staff.

- I'm not giving it to you.

- Cosmo.

- No. You stay.

You may have swayed the
Staff to yourself before,

but deep down...

you know it belongs to me.

You're not worthy of it.

I'll be back after I
go take care of Icicle.

- Stop.
- Sorry, kid.

- How did he take
the Staff from you?

- He asked Cosmo to
come to him, and...

I couldn't do anything about it.

- It didn't come back? Why?
- Because I'm not Starman.

- I'm gonna go and
get S.T.R.I.P.E.

to try and intercept Sylvester
before he gets to Jordan's.

- We need Rick.

We need his help,
and he needs ours.

- So go talk to him.
I'll check in later.

Court, I'm really sorry.

- You didn't do
anything wrong, Pat.

- This all looks the same.
We've been walking forever.

Where the hell are we?
- A place where you find

what you're looking for.

- And what are we
looking for exactly?

- A cure.
- Well, Cindy Burman was, yes.

But you, my friend,
made the wish,

and you were looking
to impress her.

So ta-da, here's your chance!

What does that mean?

Thunderbolt?

- Oh, God, you guys are useless.

- Call him out here,
Jakeem, right now!

Make him explain! "So
cool" his pink ass!

- Wait, wait.

We're by one of my dad's labs.

Jakeem, I think you did
it. Let's go, idiots!

- See? I did it.

- Did what exactly?
That's what I wanna know.

- Oh, man, this is not
good. Not good at all.

- Zeek, what happened?

- Sylvester, that's
what happened.

- He did this?
- Yeah. I walked in.

He went flying off like
a witch on a broomstick.

- Zeek, he's lost his mind.

- Or maybe that's what
he wants you to think.

Let me run this by you, Dugan.

Maybe, just maybe,
Sylvester is doing to you

what you did to Little Dugan

when Eclipso was prancing
around Blue Valley.

- What did I do?

- You told Mike to meet you
when S.T.R.I.P.E. was fixed,

knowing good and
well it wouldn't be.

You lied to him to protect him.

- So he's lying to protect me.

He'd rather we hate him
than have us get hurt.

Sylvester's gonna
get himself killed.

Grab that wrench.
I gotta move fast.

- Well, hold on, Dugan.

I'm as fast as they come,
but putting old Humpty Dumpty

together here is gonna take
more than a few minutes.

- I understand that,
but I got an idea.

- Ooh. Ha ha.

- Call me when you find Rick.

- We will.

- I need your help.

- This is one of your
dad's creepy labs.

- Very creepy.

What are we looking
for? A potion?

- What? No. He's not a wizard.

- There was a wizard in
the ISA, wasn't there?

- Yes. Okay, there was.

- Um, someone's been
working in here.

- But I thought you
said your dad is dead.

- He's supposed to be.

- What the hell
are you doing here?

- I know you're
trying to protect us,

saying what you said,
taking out S.T.R.I.P.E.

But I'm not letting
you do this alone.

- This is my fight, Pat!

- You keep saying that,
but it doesn't have to be.

- The reason I was
brought back from the dead

was to fight another
man back from the dead,

to... to avenge the
JSA, to fix my mistakes.

I'm the reason why the JSA died.

The... they should have
come back instead of me.

So if I die making
things right, then I die.

- Don't say that.

- This is my destiny, Pat.

- Then it's my destiny too.

You're my friend.
You're my partner.

And I'm not letting you do
this alone, and that's it.

- Everything I
said back there...

- Hey, I know, all right?

Forget it. We gotta do this.

Let's go.

- Don't touch anything! You
might catch what she has.

- Uh, really?

- Just sayin'.

- Mm-hmm.

- Dude, what's the
matter with you?

- Y-y-you don't know
what this stuff does.

- Why would you
say that, though?

- Ugh, forget it.

- Is that a-a-a body?

- It's something.

- I-it's my dad.

- Hello, my daughter.

- Dad?

- Wait. That's your dad?

- He put his brain
in that thing.

- Yeah, but if Dragon
King put his lizard brain

in the white ape,

where's The
Ultra-Humanite's brain?

- Uhh...

- What now?

- I'll take care of him.

Won't this be fun?

- I've missed you, my
greatest experiment...

Well, until now.

- Be ready to run.
- Come on. Come on, over here.

- You know, the new look, Daddy,

it's not an improvement.

- Go! Go, go, go!

- I think you should
take it off, Rick.

- If it hurts, we can
help you manage the pain.

- Maybe my mom can help.

- What about The
Ultra-Humanite and Jordan?

You need me powered up.

- We need you healthy, Rick.

- Where's Sylvester?

He... he might know what to do.

- Um, he's out...

- He... he... he knew
about the limiter.

- What?

- He told me how to take it off.

- I did some reading.

Your father went through
the same thing once.

And the JSA helped
him through it.

- Then Sylvester would know
the dangers of the limiter.

- Starman was there, yeah.

- If he was there, he knew
what it would do to Rick.

Why would he tell
him to remove it?

- Stop it. Now!

Power down.

- How? How?

- How what? Do I
control the Staff?

I'm Starman.

What?

- Well, I'm Starman now.

And as Dolores Winters said
in "The Confidence Game,"

you've been had, kiddo.

- You're The Ultra-Humanite.

- Well, bingo.

- Where's Sylvester?

- Oh, Dr. McNider was right
about the cosmic energy

preserving the body.

But Sylvester's brain,
mmm, that's long gone.

We had some fun, didn't we, Pat?

Back in the old days?

Star-Spangled Kid and Stripesy

alongside the Seven
Soldiers of Victory.

Huzzah!

- What the hell are
you talking about?

- Oh, you remember. After
Ted gave me the Staff,

it was Starman and the JSA.

Those are the big leagues.

And now, Starman
and S.T.R.I.P.E.

We made a real team again.
These were great times.

I'm sad we won't have
that anymore, 'cause...

you're my friend,

my brother.

I'm sorry it has
to end like this.

- You're not Sylvester.

- Oh... ha. Right.

Yes, of course.

Yeah, sometimes I
get lost in the role.

I just forget.

- Ugh!

Wait a second! Hold on!
Stop it! Hold on a second!

Hold on. You don't
have to do this.

Sylvester...

you're my friend, right?

- That's right, Pat.
- Right.

So... so it's not
happening like this, okay?

Help me outta here.

- Okay.

- Yeah, there you
go. Come on. Yeah.

Just grab on. Come
on, you can do it.

Come on.

- Oh, that was good, Pat.

That was really good.

You almost had me.

- You're insane.

- I know.

- It's a beautiful night.

For decades, I enjoyed
being in that beast...

that's been roaming these woods.

And just the raw strength...

Helped me survive
the JSA attacks

one after the other.

But being in that monster,
I had to stay hidden.

I grew tired of hiding.

I missed the adulation
that Dolores Winters got.

I wanted that again.

Like, I know Jordan and
Dr. Ito may have other plans.

But for me, that's
what this is all about.

So after the operation,

I did some traveling.

I did my research.

Ah...

- I talked to almost
everyone you knew,

from your landlord
in Van Nuys...

To Mike's mom.

When I finally
made my way to you,

I was more than ready
to play that role.

And I was accepted
back so quickly

because everyone
worshipped Starman...

especially you.

But I had to cement
that acceptance.

So I made myself a victim

with the help of some friends.

You brought me into the
circle of trust, Pat.

And you brought me
closer to Courtney.

And more importantly, to my
ultimate prize, the Staff.

So I not only bonded
with all of you,

I bonded with it.

And thanks to Courtney,

the bond with the
Staff is now complete.

At the same time,
I had to make sure

Courtney's friends
stayed out of my way

because if anyone saw
through my disguise,

it would be Cindy Burman.

So I used Yolanda
to push her away.

The way you don't let Dragon
King's kid off the hook,

it's very Ted.
It's good judgment.

And then I urged Beth
to cut off her parents

to keep her distracted.

First rule I have...
Protect the family.

And Rick... ha ha.

Rex Tyler's angry little brute.

I mean, we all know
what Rex went through

before he set a limiter
on that hourglass.

So, oh, I'd hate to
be Rick right now.

He must be in a world of pain.

And finally... your son.

I told Mike to go
prove he could do

what you said he couldn't.

And then I put him
and his inept friend

with the pen in harm's way.

That worked out great.

It all worked out...

and so will the
rest of our plan.

You wanna hear
Jordan's endgame, Pat?

Pat?

Oh.

Bye, Pat.

- Greg, move your head.