All language subtitles for Andromeda S04E08 - Conduit to Destiny

- Hey.
- Hey.

Just so you know,
there will be a short delay

in getting to Corboz.

You missed
a decision point in slipstream?

Don't rub it in.

All right, where did we end up?

Andromeda?

Baltria Cluster.

Which, if you think about it,
isn't such a bad thing.

I mean, we had to refuel anyway.

So... I'll just go ahead

and tell Rommie
to arrange delivery?

Okay.

And once again, I apologize
for the pointless detour.

I'll bet you say that
to all the boys.

Captain, I'm receiving
an incoming message

from Baltria, something
about a prison riot.

They're new Commonwealth.

Don't tell me.
Let me guess.

We're on prison detail.

Mm-hmm.

Things are completely out of control.

They've been rioting four days.

The guards are afraid to go in.

We're not.

Just about done here, Dylan.

Hey. Hey!

Hey.

Beka...

you've got to finish with style.

Style's not my style.

And that was too easy.

My kind of fight.

It's more convenient when their spirit's
already been broken.

Yeah, but don't you feel bad

locking them back up
in this stink hole?

Sympathy for a derelict element?

Pointless, like indigestion.

Indigestion's not pointless.

A circle's pointless.

Now you sound like Harper.

You did it.

You stopped them from
breaking out, overrunning the city.

It's what we do, Patrius.

It's as simple as that.

When one calls for help,

one hardly expects the top commander
of the Commonwealth

to answer that call.

We were in the neighborhood.

Sure, sure.

A lucky coincidence.

Yeah. Coincidence.

The universe is a dangerous place.

But in our future,

my crew and I
fight to make it safe.

I am Dylan Hunt,

captain of the
Andromeda Ascendant,

and these are our adventures.

Most of these prisoners
are from a group

that long ago renounced
their peaceful-loving Ch'kadau heritage.

They were lured by greed

onto a path of destruction.

I know all about them.

My AI has brought me
up to speed.

Then you must know
that we've been battling them

for hundreds of years.

At best, we've
only slowed their efforts.

Well, I can see that.

What you can see is nothing

compared to
what they're planning.

They want nothing less
than total annihilation of the planet.

To do this...

Dylan, do you copy?

Excuse me.

Go ahead, Rommie.

Dylan, we have a problem.

On my way.

Three of the prisoners
are missing.

Two males, one female.

They appear to have escaped
the fortress.

Which ones are they?

According to your own records,
these two,

in for multiple homicide

with bodily degeneration
weapons.

Shouldn't be too hard
to pick them out of a crowd.

Yeah, faces
only a mother could love.

You said three were gone.

Cell 90 was occupied,

but there is no information
on the prisoner.

Show me the monitoring footage.

Magnify.

Check the criminal database
for a photo ID.

There must be a record
somewhere.

None. No name,
no record of her crime.

She must be a mole.

Believe me, I'm not surprised.

What you have to remember
about these...

Well, I'm surprised.

I mean,
isn't that quite a reach?

I mean, first, we're talking
about a missing prisoner.

Now, we're talking about a spy?

She's right.

This woman could be part of
the previously mentioned unsavory group

determined to trash the planet.

The Commonwealth
has been well aware of them

since long before
the Nietzschean uprising.

And of how dangerous they are.

I imprison them as I find them,
but there are always more.

They'll stop at nothing
to get what they want.

Now, this woman could
just be a common criminal

or, worse,
a bureaucratic oversight.

A holdover,

from before Baltria rejoined
the Commonwealth.

One way to find out is ask her.

Let's go get her
and the others back here.

Shouldn't be too hard.
They're wearing ankle sensors.

I can log on to the grid,
see if they're still emitting,

but the maps for the territories
outside the fortress

are confusing, even to me.

The trick is gonna be
trying to grab them

before they get too deep
into that maze.

All right, Beka.

Rhade, you work with Rommie.

We'll let you know the second their
little adventure into freedom is over.

Oh, and, Rommie,

verify that the other prisoners
are being held

on Commonwealth-approved
charges.

Standard procedure with
newly joined homeworlds.

No offense taken, captain.

Commonwealth membership's
already proven its value,

and I'm hoping
it's just the beginning.

When I saw that woman
who had escaped,

my suspicions were confirmed.

I believe that woman was sent

to gather information
about my fortress.

Information they'll use
to wipe out

the last of us true Ch'kadau.

How?

By destroying this.

The Gol-Rashen.

The energy source of the planet

of those trying to save it,

that still honor
and draw life energy from.

Hey, what's the little panel
there, underneath the...

Thanks for the warning.

Sheesh! Good security system.

Too good.

Though it was created
over 300 years ago,

no one, in all of that time,
has been able to deactivate it,

let alone get past it.

It's impressive.

This system prevents theft.

It won't protect the Gol-Rashen

if this fortress
is reduced to rubble.

You mean, the gem th...

The Gol-Rashen
would just be destroyed?

You really think
that's what they're planning?

Yes.

I want to rescue the Gol-Rashen.

I wanna put it somewhere safe.

But the system protects it,
even from me.

So, you want me to try
to defeat it for you.

If anyone can, you can.

You're not only
from the Commonwealth,

you, like this system,

are from 300 years ago.

Are you not?

I do my homework, too, captain.

I challenge anyone to argue now

that fate hasn't played a hand.

I take back what I said
about the prison.

This place is just as bad.

Mm.

Rommie, are we getting close?

You are within 15 meters.

And you're picking up
two signals, Rommie?

Correct.

Because we don't see anything.

Cancel that.

Freeze, freeze!

Vicious killers, huh?

I've seen better fights
from purse snatchers.

Purse snatchers probably get
better nutrition

than these guys
and their prison food.

And incidentally,
as a former purse snatcher,

I resent that comment.

You were a purse snatcher?

Well, actually, the term
we preferred was

"active second-hand
salvage removers,"

but, yeah.

By the way, Beka, nice style.

Really?

I feel like I tore my pants.

Captain, I won't lie to you.

Hope that someone
from the Commonwealth

might still know
how to get past this system

is the reason I joined.

Well, we're glad to have you
as a member

in spite of that.

Captain, please,
don't take me wrong.

Dylan, good news.

Go ahead, Beka.

Two down, one to go.

The woman's gonna be
a little tougher.

Surely, they can
handle this on their own.

Bring your prisoners
back to the fortress.

We'll go after the woman.
Hunt out.

Captain, please,
I beg you, please,

stay and deal with
this problem first.

The Gol-Rashen
isn't going anywhere.

The escaped prisoner is.

Harper, Trance, you're with me.

Boss...

Maybe I should stay behind,

see if I can crack this system.

You're welcome
to try, Mr. Harper. Good luck.

Oh, and be careful.

Watch and learn.

Patrius might
have the planet's best interests at heart,

but that prison could not have
been farther from humane.

I'll address that issue with him

once we recover
the escaped prisoner.

You feel that the situation
is more difficult

than you first thought?

We'll find her.

That's why I have you along.

I appreciate the flattery,
but I prefer honesty.

What's bothering you, Dylan?

I've been here before.

Well, surely,
the place has changed

in the past 300 years.

Only for the worse.

Get down!

I had a chance
to make a difference here.

Everything changes.
Everything stays the same.

Dylan, there she is.

There she goes.

All right, look.

You've got no place to go,

so why don't you just
come with us?

Did you feel her anger?
The intensity?

Right now...

I'm feeling my own confusion

turning into my own anger.

I think you're right.

This is gonna be
a lot more difficult

than you first thought.

Well, like I said before,
Trance...

That's why you have me along.

That's right.

- Any luck?
- Yeah.

Well, we had her cornered here,

but she walked right
through the wall.

She vanished.

People don't just vanish.

There's obviously
some kind of...

secret entrance.

What do you know?
Holographic architecture.

Well, this is gonna be interesting.

Which way did they go?

I can't tell. I'm not sensing anything.

I am, unfortunately,

and cursing my Nietzschean
sense of smell.

That way's the sewer.

That must be the way
to the fortress.

Maybe they went down that way.

All right, we'll split up.

Beka?

Mm-mm.

Trance?

I'll take one for the team.

That a girl.

Fair enough.

Another dark room.

Surprise, surprise.

The further we go,
the older these chambers get.

Colonization run amok.

When they covered every
square inch of the planet,

they started building on top
of what they'd already built.

And buried these in the process.

Look.

Tetraglyphs.

Look at this one.

Looks like an old
Commonwealth insignia...

Lancer Division.

Mm-hmm.

Do we know anything
about these symbols?

Crystalline displacement
dates the tetraglyphs

to CY 9773.

The language is consistent

with ancient Ch'kadau.

Ancient.

Right, so these weren't made
by the Ch'kadau we're after.

Correct.
These were made

by the original Ch'kadau.

Because Baltria was a member
of the old Commonwealth,

I was able to find translators
in my database.

The tetraglyphs
tell of a prophecy.

Please tell me what a bunch
of primitive pictures

have to do with the prisoner.

Let's hear the story.

For generations,
Baltria was beautiful,

populated by the peaceful,
nature-loving Ch'kadau.

The only artificial structure
on the planet was a shrine,

built to house the Gol-Rashen,

or "Life Giver,"

the Ch'kadau's energy source.

It's in the fortress now.
Patrius showed it to us.

It was never moved.

The fortress was built
around the shrine.

One of the first changes
the new group made

in their quest to build
an industrial civilization.

And exploit Baltria's resources.

That's not prophecy,
it's history.

Anyone who's familiar
with CW records

knows the only reason

the Ch'kadau joined
the old Commonwealth

was to get help stopping
this destructive trend.

Just like Patrius rejoined

so that he could get help
moving the Gol-Rashen.

The prophecy foretells of an answer
to the Ch'kadau's prayers.

In the form of a young girl,

a symbiont, who upon
coming of age,

would be united
with the Gol-Rashen

by a man, a conduit.

This joining would empower it,

thus empowering
the still faithful Ch'kadau

to take back their planet.

All right, that much I can see,

but what's with the wavy lines
that look like a river?

Well, Harper, that's because
they mean "flowing river,"

something which Baltria
no longer has any of.

No, but Trance and I found
that it does have a sewer.

Try GPR,

see if it ties
to an underground spring.

Performing scan.

I wonder if any Ch'kadau
still believe in this prophecy.

Everyone is entitled to hope.

Sub-structural
water source located.

A spring.

It's inside
an abandoned settlement.

Would it be stating the obvious

to mention
that we're wasting our time

on a prophecy
that has nothing to do

with the people
that we're looking for?

Any place that was once sacred

is now probably

in the hands of the bad guys.

It's all we've got.

Well, that is stating
the obvious.

Nietzscheans.

Let me get this straight.

The tetraglyphs say
an unknown conduit

is meant to unite an unknown
symbiont to the Gol-Rashen,

resulting in this entire planet

being saved
from eternal civil war?

Well, just goes to show you,

don't believe
every tetraglyph you read.

So, what do you think
tipped the balance,

enabled these corrupt Ch'kadau
to take over the planet?

Probably their... corruptedness.

The Ch'kadau had never been exposed
to greed or savagery before.

They didn't know
how to protect themselves.

I admire your
assured observation.

Unfair advantage.
I was around back then.

Get down!

You were around back then.

Where were you just how?

Well, I was right here.

- It's him.
- It's not him.

He wears the sign.

It could be a trick.

Yeah, it's a trick.

He's Captain Dylan Hunt,
commander for the Commonwealth.

The conduit was never named.

Conduit...

Why would your kind be concerned
with the prophecy?

They're not
who we think they are.

They're true Ch'kadau.

We're looking at the good guys.

These Ch'kadau live in hiding.

That means Patrius
is filling his prison

with innocent people,

which makes him not so innocent.

So goes
the predictable universe.

Well, now, I really want

to talk with our mystery woman.

Look, there was a woman

you helped escape from prison...

We will address such
matters later.

First, we must
confirm your identity.

I already told you.

We are not interested
in his rank and affiliation.

We are interested
in his destiny.

The prophecy says
the conduit shall be known

by the sign above his heart,

a sigh we placed upon our staves

generations ago.

Wait here.

It's a weird coincidence,
isn't it?

Rhade, you are so skeptical.

My nature.

You had me going there,
Captain Hunt.

So, you don't
believe this stuff.

I don't believe in coincidence.

Choose one,

but choose carefully.

One of the four is poison.

You've got to be kidding.

She said choose carefully.

Stop!

They're all poison.

You are correct.

It was not a test
of which to choose,

but of how much fear you have.

It could've been a lucky guess.

We must not collapse
into hope until we are sure.

Come on,

I did not come here
to play games.

Apparently, I did.

Stand down, Rhade!

Hail the conduit,

who will unite the Gol-Rashen
with its symbiont.

The conduit.

Where is it?

Without the symbiont,

the Gol-Rashen
isn't powerful enough.

Now, about that woman...

Take us to her.

We believe
she may have information

that can help us
against Patrius.

Forgive me.

I don't know
who you're talking about.

The escaped prisoner,

the one you helped
get away from us

in the street.

She is not one of us.
We do not know who she is.

She's been kept
for a very long time

in a cell far from the others,

indicating she is important
to Patrius.

We hope to use her
as a bargaining chip,

to trade her for the release
of our people.

What do you want with me?

I want to find out who you are.

Prisoner of Cell 90.

You must have a name.

I've tried to remember it,

and just like everything else,
it's long gone.

You're telling me you don't
remember anything about yourself?

I'm telling you
I don't know the answers

to your questions.

I don't know who I am.

All I know is today was the first day
I've seen the sky

since I was very, very small.

I won't make you go back.

Promise?

Promise.

Captain Hunt was seen entering

a suspected safe house
of the Ch'kadau.

That means he's found her.

But will he still bring her back

once they've told him
who we really are?

He'll bring her back
no matter what.

Don't be frightened.

This will answer
all your questions.

I don't know why it
matters who she is

if we know she's not a mole.

Why does he care?

I think there's more to it
than we know.

I'll bet.

All right.

All strapped in
and ready for takeoff?

Next stop,

the unconscious mind
of our lovely guest.

Mr. Harper, today, please.

All right.

Here we go.

Inside a woman's mind,

one place I've never been.

Whoa.

Hey, boss, are you seeing
what I'm seeing?

Her neural pathways
don't look normal.

"Don't look normal,"
that's putting it mildly.

She's got more holes in her head
than-than Swiss cheese.

Her pathways
aren't even complete.

They're complete enough
to still function.

Well, yeah,
the obvious ones are,

her basic functions, but look,

here and here...

I don't even know what these
are supposed to connect to.

It's like half of her mind hasn't
even been constructed yet.

But ready to accept
whatever's put there.

Boss, look at these synapses.

They haven't been cut.

They're not torn.
They're not frayed.

Something's definitely missing.

And whatever it is,
it hooks right into these.

Where are you taking me?

It triggered a memory.

You killed him.

Gone! Gone!

She witnessed a murder.

Hey, maybe
that's why she was put away.

Whoa! That is
one hell of a neocortal.

Hey, boss, what's
the maximum life span

of a Nietzschean?

150 years.

I knew it.

What about a Heavy-Worlder?

180.

Okay.

Then she's definitely neither.

Hang on, I'm just checking
the neocortal branching

to determine her exact age.

I know everything
I need to know.

Come on, boss, we haven't
even gotten to her id yet.

Whoa, you're
not gonna believe this,

but guess how old she is?

She's 314 years old.

How do you do that?

Take us out.

When... she comes to,
send her to my quarters.

Your...

Your name is Siara.

Siara...

It's been locked away
for so long.

You know, instead of asking you
what you don't remember,

maybe I should ask you
what you... do.

I know it's been along time.

The memory isn't a pleasant one.

It used to be so pretty.

Then there was fighting.

My parents were killed.

I was alone...

scared.

A soldier came and rescued me.

He promised
he'd take care of me,

but then he changed his mind,

gave me away to strangers.

He said he'd come back,
make sure I was okay.

I believed him.

As soon as he was gone,

one of the strangers turned bad.

He killed the others.

And he put you away.

Yes.

That was so long ago.

Siara, you've...

You were in prison
for 307 years.

I'm sorry.

He locked you up...

because he feared you.

It's because
you're the symbiont.

He said the Gol-Rashen
is the other half.

I think that's what's been keeping
you alive all these years.

Gol-Rashen.

The soldier...

The story of
the Gol-Rashen and me.

The story was a prophecy

that when you came of age,
you would merge with it.

How?

I'll show you.

But I have to take you back
to the fortress.

No.

You promised me
you wouldn't send me back.

Siara, Siara, wait!

Siara, you have to trust me.

Trust you?

I've been lied to
and promised things.

I had my life stolen.

Why should I trust
anyone ever again?

Because I know
what it feels like

to be robbed of a lifetime.

You can't, not like me.
I lost 300 years.

So did I.

You're lying.

300 years
that I'll never get back.

I never got the chance
to say goodbye

to friends and family.

When I came back...

they had been dead for so long,

it was like
they never even existed.

You were in prison?

Yeah, in a way.

I was suspended in time.

At least you had family.

I had no one, just...

the hope someday,
a promise would be fulfilled.

And even that faded.

It's not too late.

Why should I care
about some prophecy?

Because even though
you're free now,

it won't make you complete.

You...

You're one of
the lucky ones, Siara.

You can choose
to never be alone again.

Right...

We know what we need to do.

Showtime.

Go.

Hey!

Clear.

I'm in hyperdrive, boss.

Have you in there
faster than you can say...

Thank you, Mr. Harper.

"Thank you, Mr. Harper."

So beautiful.

Not until I say.

Harper, jacket.

Hey, I liked
that jacket, you know!

Why don't we ever use
your jacket?

Come.

Trust me.

Patrius, time's up.

When in Rome...

Why not?

Don't move.

No need to now.

It's all over, Patrius.

Not quite, but soon.

Do you think what I'm thinking?

If you're thinking
he's up to something,

yeah, I'm thinking that.

It's happening.

Move in.

Wait until she's done it,
and then trap her.

Kill anyone who tries
to stop you.

Never mind.
They know what to do.

What are you
smiling for, Patrius?

When I first realized
Dylan Hunt was the conduit,

I wasn't sure if he was
the answer to or the...

the end of my plan.

Luckily, it turns out
even I have a destiny.

For generations, the kings of Baltria
have been tormented by

how to get past the system
that protects the Gol-Rashen.

As brilliant
as you think you are,

it never dawned on you
to simply destroy it.

Because it wasn't about
destroying the Ch'kadau.

It was about empowering
their Gol-Rashen,

then taking control of it.

My ancestor,
the first king of Baltria,

locked that girl away
300 years ago.

Now the wait is finally over.

The wait will never be over.
You're not the conduit.

It doesn't matter
who the conduit is.

Who cares?

Only how the resulting power
is controlled.

It should be big enough

to take over
the entire Commonwealth.

Had enough?

Oh, yeah.

Let's go.

Dylan, it's a setup.

You're doing exactly
what Patrius wants.

I know, Beka.

It doesn't matter.

You know what to do.

Siara.

Siara is no more.

We're bound together now.

Bound for retribution.

Siara, wait!

Stop!

Nobody move!

Nobody move.

You are mine.

You will do as I say.

Do as I say, or everyone dies.

My patience has been rewarded.

All done through
the heroic efforts

of Dylan Hunt.

What a lucky break
you are, captain.

A big, joyful thank you

to you and the Commonwealth,

which, if things go right,

might someday worship me.

Bow down or die.

I will bow down to you.

You have no choice.

Pays to think ahead.

300 years and, I hope,
still ticking.

If I can't have your power,
no one will.

Spoken like a true lunatic.

No!

Do not interfere.

Revenge is all I have left,

all I want now.

You have the power
to restore your planet

and free your people.

If you ignore
what you were created for,

your years in prison
will be in vain.

Soon, there will be no years,
no time on Baltria,

no pain,

no regret,

nothing.

Except the prophecy.

Be better than those
who tried to destroy it.

Enough words.

They're empty.

As empty as that promise.

A promise that's been kept.

He never came back.

The soldier never came back.

Yes, Siara...

he did.

I am that soldier.

And I promised
I'd take care of this.

I gave...

I gave this to you.

I was on my way back.

I was.

But...

my path was altered.

How was I to know

that you'd still be here
after all this time?

You came back.

I came back.

300 years.

Okay, so...
I was a little late.

So... you designed
that security system, huh?

Is it so hard to believe?

No, no, in fact,
I knew it all along.

I just...

It's pretty impressive.

Thank you.

Would you look at that, huh?

I guess we can say
our work here is done.

Baltria has transformed.

It's beautiful.

Peace always is.

And lasting?

We have to hope it will be.

Did you know
you were the conduit?

Yes.

Well, then,
you must be very proud.

It's not proud.

No, it's...

Well, lucky,

and honored.

And a little more peaceful?

Well, now that you
mention it, yes,

a little more peaceful.