All language subtitles for Buck Rogers in the 25th Century [1x13] - Cruise Ship to the Stars

The prospect of meeting
the perfect woman is fascinating.

Genetically speaking,
Miss Cosmos is the perfect example...

Of the female human in this quadrant.

Buck finds danger and
romance on a "Cruise Ship to the Stars'..

And meets a beautiful
and deadly woman with two faces.

Whoever wants Miss Cosmos
will stop at nothing to get her.

They can freeze her body tissue and sell it
on the black market across the universe.

Hello, Buck Rogers.

The year is 1987,

and NASA launches the last
of America's deep space probes.

In a freak mishap, Ranger 3
and its pilot, Captain William "Buck'"Rogers,

are blown out of their trajectory into an orbit
which freezes his life-support systems...

And returns Buck Rogers to Earth...

500 years later.

You called me, and I came
immediately, Miss Cosmos.

- Your message sounded urgent.
- Thank you, Captain.

I realize that being so far from my
home planet creates its own anxieties,

but since I've been aboard your cruiser,
the Lyran Queen,

I sense that someone
has been watching me.

Well, that's very regrettable,
Miss Cosmos.

But this is, after all,
simply a leisure ship.

We have no special safeguards
for our passengers,

no matter how valuable they may be.

I just wanted you to know my concern.

Uh, your quarters, you find them
comfortable? More forest scent, perhaps?

Everything's fine, Captain.
I'm enjoying the cruise immensely.

And we enjoy having you
on the cruise, Miss Cosmos.

It isn't often we have
a passenger who's so...

Promotable?

You'll be sitting
at my table for dinner.

- Thank you.
- Now, if you'll excuse me,

- I'll see you at 1800 hours.
- Captain.

Deploy a security unit
to the stateroom area at once!

All right, Wilma. I'll see your
20 credits and raise you 10 credits.

Well, it's a very unusual game.

Where did you get these...
Cards.

Twiki made 'em for me.
I thought you'd enjoy it.

Well, I think that I'll, uh, spindle?

- Fold.
- Fold.

Well, Wilma, how about you?

I could be here another 500 years
at this rate.

- Fold.
- All right.

Well, that leaves old lucky Buck
with... Three... count 'em... three nines.

We all know what that means, right?

- Not so fast, bub.
- What do you got, Twiki?

Five pictorial units of the same
subset, presented sequentially.

A royal flush.

Come to Papa.

- It's like losing to a typewriter.
- Watch it, bub.

Well, how about something to eat?

Nice idea.
Yeah.

Tell me, Dr. Huer, what was all the
commotion this afternoon at the Comm Center?

Something about a Lyran Queen?

Oh, yes. The, uh, luxury liner, the Lyran Queen,
took off from here two days ago...

With a highly publicized passenger
aboard, Miss Cosmos.

Miss Cosmos?
A beauty pageant winner?

Don't tell me you people
still go in that sort of thing.

Beauty contests are much more
sophisticated than they used to be.

It's what's inside that counts.

Literally.
Hmm.

Oh, yes, indeed. Genetically speaking,
Miss Cosmos is closer than anyone...

To the perfect example
of the female human in this quadrant.

Well, what do Miss Cosmos
and the Lyran Queen...

Have to do with your job, Dr. Huer?

Oh, well, someone tried to rob
or kidnap her yesterday.

A woman, actually,
with extraordinary powers.

We haven't as yet been able to establish
a positive identification of the suspect,

but we believe it to be one of
a pair of notorious thieves,

which up to now have specialized
in inanimate objects of great value...

But now have turned to...

- Bodies.
- Bodies. Exactly.

And in this particular case,
a body of staggering genetic value.

So, under the circumstances, the stellar
authorities have asked for our help...

Because their agents
are too well-known.

Huh. Would you like for me
to intercept that cruise ship...

And look after Miss Cosmos for you?

Well, that would be
very good of you, Buck.

I mean, after all, the prospect of
meeting the perfect woman is fascinating.

Yes, I would think so.
Well, you'll be in charge...

Of general security, of course.

The mere fact that you are not one of
our agents makes you less suspect.

Wilma, I'm gonna need your help.

How could I refuse?

I warn you. I play a very mean game
of shuffleboard.

- Huh?
- Shuffleboard?

Well, another tribal custom
bites the dust.

Will arriving passenger Buck
Rogers please report to the bridge immediately?

The energy from that creature
is tremendous.

Are you sure this device
of yours can stop her?

Theo assures me it will.

The device'll put out a curtain of coruscating
light strong enough to stop a bull elephant.

But you must understand,
Captain Rogers,

that whoever wants Miss Cosmos
will stop at nothing to get her.

They're after her genes.
They can freeze her body tissue...

And sell it on the black market across
the universe at a staggering profit.

I can understand your concern, Captain.

I'll do everything I can
to keep her alive.

Now, shall we go in
and meet Miss Cosmos?

Miss Cosmos,
this is Captain Buck Rogers.

I'm sure you've seen a vid-story
or two on him.

He's from the... Twentieth
century. Of course.

A pleasure to meet you, Captain.
Buck. The pleasure's mine, Miss Cosmos.

Call me Tara.
Captain Rogers has volunteered...

On behalf of the Earth Defense Directorate
to see to your safety, Miss Cosmos.

Thank you.
I'm sure you're in capable hands now.

Well, if you'll excuse me,
I have a ship to see to.

I'll leave you two... Alone.

Gammon, Marek, why don't you
accompany the captain?

You did say you wanted
a tour of the ship, didn't you?

Can I get you something to drink, Buck?
No, thanks. It's a little early for me yet.

May I?

Very nice.

Been painting long?

Oh, you'll have
to excuse me for staring.

I've never met
a 500-year-old man before.

That's all right. I've never met
a genetically perfect woman before either.

Mmm.

Think of the permutations.

I'd love to think of the permutations.

Maybe later, after we're sure
the danger's over.

Come in.

Hi.

Ready for lunch?
Almost.

Jay, what are we gonna do
on this huge ship for three weeks?

Exactly what we have been doing...
enjoying ourselves,

mixing with the other passengers,
meeting new people.

You've seen how bad I am
at doing that.

Alison, this trip wasn't my idea.
It was the neuromed's.

All she said was I needed a rest.

Couldn't I have rested just as well
in New Chicago?

Oh, Jay, I'm sorry.

It's just that I'm always so scared
to try new things.

Why do you stay with me anyway?

Because I love you.

Now, I'll meet you up at our table
in 10 minutes.

We're going to eat,
and we're going to have fun.

This is your captain speaking.

Now that all our passengers are aboard,
we're accelerating to light speed...

For a slow, leisurely cruise
to Stargate 1.

After leaving the Stargate,
we'll enter the Vega system,

where we'll make our first stop on
Sutter's World, Yes. How do you do?

A planet renowned for its fair climate,

colorful indigents
and remarkable hospitality.

Wilma's looking real foxy.

Hold it right there.

You are everything
I've ever wanted out of life.

And couldn't have.
Hold on. Hold on.

I'm, uh... I'm Gurney Langston, Jr.
I'm from the Boston complex.

Rhea Durant, New Manhattan.

The Durants of Manhattan?

This is remarkable!
Your family owns Rigel 2.

My family owns Rigel 3.
We're practically neighbors.

Now, look,
we must have dinner tonight.

Buck, I don't understand
what Colonel Deering is up to.

Wilma is setting herself up
as a target no self-respecting thief..

Or kidnapper can pass up.

Well, Theo, when you put out the honey, you
draw as many flies as you do bees sometimes.

I wish you would refrain from using
such antiquated verbiage, Buck.

It makes it so difficult
to follow you sometimes.

Something from the bar, sir?

Hold the phone.

Nothing for me, thanks.

Twiki? Twiki, where are you going?

Don't ask.

Well, it looks as if Miss Cosmos
is packing it in for the day.

I'll give her five minutes, then I'll
start patrolling the stateroom areas.

There will be a lecture
tonight on the origins of Sutter's World...

In Observation Room 3 on Level "J. '"

Excuse me. Are you all right?
Yeah, I'm fine.

No offense, but you don't look fine.
I'm all right, really.

I'm very sorry to bother you.

That's okay.
My name's Buck Rogers.

Alison Michaels. Thanks, Buck.
Don't mention it.

I hope you don't mind my asking,
but have you been ill?

Well, um, Jay...

That's my boyfriend.

He took me to a neuromed
in New Chicago.

She found nothing really wrong,
just hypertension.

She suggested a rest,
and that's why I came on this cruise.

But it doesn't seem to be working.
You'll be fine.

Come on. I'll help you
back to your cabin.

Alison, are you all right?
Oh, Jay, it happened again.

I went to sleep, and when I woke up,
I found myself wandering around.

Oh, honey, honey,
you've just got to relax.

Oh. This is Buck Rogers.

He helped me back here.
Buck, this is Jalor Davin.

- I appreciate your help, Buck.
- It's my pleasure.

Why don't I have the ship's doctor
come by and take a look at you?

We've been to the best neuromeds
in New Chicago.

I doubt a ship's doctor could tell us
anything we don't already know.

But thanks again, Buck.

Sure. Sure. Well,
take care of yourself, all right?

Maybe we'll see you tonight
at the banquet?

Yeah. I'll drop by your table.

- Bye-bye.
- Bye, Buck.

I don't like him.

You don't like any of my friends.

Why do you do this to me?
Do what?

Treat me like a child,
like I can't take care of myself.

Alison, you're sick.

I'm just trying to look after you.

I'm not sick!

Yes, you are.
You're very sick, Alison.

I'm not! I'm not sick!

Stupid, weak,
sniveling little creature.

How do you put up with her?

I like part of her.

My part, you mean?

I take it something happened
down in the stateroom area.

Somebody installed some kind
of energy curtain down there.

The closer I got to it,
the more it drained my power.

L... Can't get pass it.

I'll take care of it
when Miss Cosmos is at dinner.

Good.

Then, after dinner, I'm going
after those Denebian moon crystals.

The woman from New Manhattan?
That's right.

Why do we go through this
every time you see a pretty jewel?

We're here for Miss Cosmos, Sabrina.
I want them.

Go after all the Denebian moon crystals
you want... Another time.

Right now,
just concentrate on Miss Cosmos.

No! We'll do it my way.

I want them,
and I'm going to get them.

All right.

Just let me check her out, and we'll see
about relieving Miss Rhea Durant...

Of her walking jewelry collection.

Dinner's in 20 minutes.
I need Alison again.

No! Not so soon!

Someday you'll take her over
completely, but for now...

I hate her! I hate her.

I hate her. I hate her.

I hate her.

Hurry up, honey.

We'll be late for the banquet.

This is comfortable enough, Twiki, but I
think we might have updated it a little more.

What do you think? Hmm?

It's the latest fashion
on Klosef 3.

- How am I supposed to eat with this thing?
- Just point it at the food, Buck,

and activate the switch
at the base of the fork.

A null-gravity fork,
the latest word in dining accoutrements.

It's great if you like your food
on the hoof.

Where's your girlfriend, Twiki?
I thought you two had a date.

- She gets off work at 10.00.
- What's her name again?

Her name is Tina, and I think her
interest in Twiki is purely physical.

- Physical?
- You'd better believe it.

Physical, huh?

Okay, Twiki. I'm gonna give you
your first assignment.

I want you to contact Wilma and tell
her to meet me in my cabin at 2200 hours.

All right? No problem, Buck.

Hiya, Twiki.
Hiya, babe.

Tina, this is Buck.

Pleased to meet you.
Charmed, I'm sure.

Are you hot to trot?
Ready when you are.

Twiki, are you actually going down
to the dance chamber?

Right after I see Wilma.

Now I've seen everything.

Excuse me, Theo.
I've got some business to attend to.

Why, yes. By all means, Buck.

But before you go, would you please
turn me 60 degrees to the left?

Sure.

- How's that?
- Perfect.

My circuitry periodically needs
such realigning.

Sure, Theo.

I hate to say it,
but now I don't feel very well.

I'm gonna lie down for a while.

- You just stay here.
- Not by myself.

Hello, everybody.
Leaving so soon?

I seem to have developed a headache.

Oh. Do you mind if I keep Alison company
why you go take something for it?

Fine.

Alison, I'll see you back at your cabin.

I'll be up as soon as I'm finished.

- Please sit down.
- Thank you.

How's everything going?
It's none of your concern.

You're getting paid to do a job
and mind your business.

It's my neck if you get caught.

All they have to do is make a simple life
scan of the ship and they'll find her.

All you have to do is make sure
everything operates normally.

That's what you're being paid for.

We're going to install
an antispectrometer.

Their scanners will be useless.
They'll never know anyone was in here.

What happens when you leave?

You're not gonna be able to simply walk off
the ship with Miss Cosmos under your arm.

That's exactly what we're going to do.

You and Jay seem to have
a nice thing going.

How long have you known
each other? Almost a year.

Yeah? How'd you meet?

I don't know. How does
anybody meet anybody?

We met at a bar.
I've forgotten exactly where.

I've been so many places.

But he's very good to me.

He's strong. I like that in a man.

Are you enjoying the cruise?
Honestly?

Yeah.
No.

Uh-uh. Come on. Eat. Eat.

That stuff is good for you.
Or so they tell me.

You're joking.
I haven't heard that...

Alison, are you all right?

Yeah, I'm fine.

- You were saying?
- Oh, my parents died when I was little.

My mother used to always tell me
to finish my food.

I just haven't heard that
in a long time.

I'm sorry. I didn't mean
to say anything to upset you.

Oh, no, you didn't. I don't know
how we got on it in the first place.

She's a very attractive lady,
isn't she?

Yes. She's absolutely gorgeous.

The formal dining room will
be available for seating after 1830 hours.

Repeat, the formal dining room will be
available for seating after 1830 hours.

Electromag sensor programmed for
only a few specific patterns, no doubt.

As soon as I recover from whatever it is
I have, I'd like to see New Phoenix.

Maybe even move there permanently.

Alison, I'm really sorry,
but I've gotta go.

I just remembered something.
That's okay.

- Maybe we can talk again sometime.
- Sure. Sure.

Pleasejoin us for cocktails
in the Astro Lounge, located on "F'"Deck.

Pleasejoin us for cocktails in the
Astro Lounge, located on "F'"Deck.

Here we go.

Hold it, fella! What's your security
code? What do you think you're doing?

And you still have no idea who's responsible
for the attempts on the beauty queen?

No, but I think your pair
of super thieves are involved.

- How do you mean?
- The captain told me...

Of an encounter with
a superstrong woman...

Having psychokinetic powers.

I think we're gonna have to come up with
some heavy-duty defenses against her.

What did you have in mind?
Just to be on the safe side,

I'd like you to send me a few
sonic pistols on the next cargo run,

and some earplugs.

I'll send them up as soon as possible.

You know, Buck, I can't tell you how much
I appreciate what you're doing.

I realize that it must be difficult,
you know,

working so hard when others
all around you are enjoying themselves.

Well, if living my life vicariously
through Twiki counts, I'm enjoying myself.

- Twiki?
- Yeah, you remember him? The little silver guy?

I'm afraid he's developed
a very active libido.

That sounds like I should have
a talk with his programmers.

That's not a bad idea.

I'm afraid it's
a little too late for that.

If I were you, I'd prepare for
the patter of little metal feet.

- The what? I beg your pardon?
- Never mind. I'd better sign off.

If I come up with anything,
I'll get back to you. Rogers out.

"Little metal feet"?

What a good dancer you are, Twiki.

Buck taught me all I know.

They call this one the bump.

Uh-oh.

I've never seen a dance
like that before, Twiki.

I'll take those jewels you're wearing,
if you don't mind.

Actually, I do.

Denebian moon crystals.

For an impostor,
you have very good taste.

You see, to become good at this,
which I have,

one must always be sure
of one's intended victim.

There's a Rhea Durant
in New Manhattan, all right,

but she's very reclusive.

She's also... 82 years old.

Make your reservations
now for the sightseeing shuttle...

With your ambu-quad relations director.

Wilma!

The Denebian crystals
your attacker stole...

Have a highly distinctive
molecular structure.

Buck's monitor should be able
to pinpoint their location...

And, therefore, the location
of our unusual thief.

Except I'm not getting
any reading on this thing.

Let me see.

Oh, dear. This is unfortunate.

There seems to be some interference,
something jamming the signals.

Could it have something to do
with the woman herself?

She was physically powerful, and she
was able to fire those blasts of energy.

Which probably means
she's some kind of mutant,

in which case she'd have to give off
a tremendous energy field.

Strong enough to block our tracer.

That, unfortunately,
seems all too likely, Buck.

Wilma, if that woman is a mutant,

who's to say she doesn't carry some kind
of protective coloring, like a chameleon?

If that's true, if she can become anyone
she wants to, how are we gonna find her?

No, no, no, no, no. Wait a minute.

Suppose instead of being one person,
she's two?

- Buck, that doesn't make sense.
- I think it will later.

There's someone I wanna do
some more checking on.

Hiya, Twiki. Buck.

Hi, guys.

What's the matter, Twiki?
It's only 0300 hours.

I'm bushed.

Just a minute, Twiki. If you think
you're going to retire for the evening...

Without hearing from me,
you are quite incorrect.

Your behavior ever since you set foot
on this ship has been abominable.

Twiki? Twiki? Twiki?

Twiki!

This is your captain
speaking. It's 0900 hours.

Breakfast is now being served
on the observation deck,

where you'll be treated to
a spectacular view of William's Comet.

Something you won't want to miss.

Yes? It's me, Buck Rogers.

Come in.
Hi.

You're not going to breakfast?

No. But I'm glad you dropped by.

I don't know who else to turn to.

- I think I'm going insane.
- No. Now, I doubt that.

No. I am.

I used to just get tired
and have these dizzy spells, but now...

I'm having nightmares
with my eyes open!

And it's like I'm hurting people!

Buck, I have never wanted
to hurt anybody in my life,

and maybe that's why people
have wanted to take advantage of me!

- But I'm scared.
- Tell me about these nightmares.

- I don't want to think about it.
- Please try.

- No.
- Okay. All right.

Take it easy. Come on over here.

Come over here and sit down.
All right?

Now, I think I may know
what's wrong with you.

I'd like to try to help.
You promise me you'll stay right here,

let me go get a friend of mine?

A doctor?
Well, sort of.

Trust me. All right.

No! No! Please!

No doctor for me, Buck Rogers.

Hello, Buck Rogers.

My name is Sabrina.

I wouldn't if I were you, Captain.

Now, Buck, if you'll take care of
the light curtain, we'll get on with this.

And do it quietly.

Miss Cosmos chose to dine
inside her room this morning.

Forget it, Sabrina.

I suggest you think about
the welfare of your friend.

What friend?
The brunette with the fancy jewelry.

The one who tried to trap me.

The one I nearly killed last night.

I don't know what you're talking about.
Fine.

Then I guess you won't mind when
they find Rhea Durant dead later today.

Kill her.

Wait!

All right.

If anything happens to me,
you first,

and then your friend will die.

- Thanks, Buck.
- Don't mention it.

Let's get her.

This is what you people were supposed
to prevent. Miss Cosmos is gone!

Issue an order that no vessel is to leave the
hangar bay area until it's thoroughly searched.

But there are shuttle vessels
arriving every day.

So, all of them will undergo a mandatory
life-form scan before leaving.

That will make the pilots suspicious.
They'll ask questions, spread rumors.

Captain, will you stop worrying about bad
publicity? This woman's in grave danger.

Yes, of course.

Let me go. Where am I?
Where's Buck?

Call for him.
He won't come.

- Sweet dreams.
- What's gonna happen when it's over?

Not a drop of precious blood
will be spilled.

Microtomic lasers are neat and tidy.

The antispectrometer...
Put it over there, just by the door.

- I know where it goes.
- What is that thing?

Something that will fool any
scanner they might use to try and find her.

Let's get on with it.

That's all we can do for now. The laser
will draw power from the ship very slowly...

So that the monitors will not detect.

When it peaks,
the laser will be in full effect.

Its blade will start dissecting her
quite automatically.

Sleep well, dear.

We have a big day tomorrow.

You'll have the other half
of my payment tomorrow morning?

I told you. When we leave.
I want it sooner!

I don't want to be around...
All right. Fine.

We'll pay you tomorrow morning.
Then you can leave.

Okay.

We'll have to kill him too.

Come on.

What's wrong?

No! Go away!
Oh, no, not now.

Leave me alone!

I wanna stay!

Oh, Alison. Alison,
I've been looking all over for you.

You poor thing.
You're ill. That's all.

Yes, I am.
I'm sick, and I need help.

I want help, and I'm not getting it
on board this ship!

We dock at Sutter's World
in three days.

We can catch a cruiser
back to Earth from there.

No! I'm going
to New Chicago tomorrow,

with you or without you, Jay.

Whatever it is that happens to me,
I'm no longer gonna let it run my life!

What you are suggesting, Buck,

is that Alison Michaels is a transmute...
a split personality...

with the genetic ability
to transform itself in times of stress...

Into one of two or more
separate entities.

All we have is a theory.
We can't act without evidence.

- Then what we have to do is capture her as Sabrina.
- Oh. Yeah.

Dr. Theopolis, the light curtain in
the stateroom, can it be intensified?

Why, yes. Easily.

Mail call.

Ah. Thank you, Twiki.

What is that?
This just came through the shuttle bay.

Sonic pistols, plus earplugs
to protect the persons using them.

Now, I'm gonna tell you how we're gonna
beat Sabrina and bring Alison to her senses.

You mind if I cut in?

My, is that a promise or a threat?

Take your choice.
Oh, yeah? Hmm.

Listen, I just checked.
They have a policy...

Against letting passengers leave
the ship except at authorized stops.

I'm sure they make exceptions
for medical emergencies.

You don't really want to
make a scene, do you?

I want to get well!

Let's go.

Hi, Alison.
Hello, Buck.

- Mind if we join you?
- As a matter of fact...

Please do.

Tina, drinks for everybody, on me.

Right away, Buck.

Well, nothing like a little
chat among friends, is there?

Depends on the subject.

Let's try the past.
Yours, specifically.

I made some inquiries today.

I found out about your conviction
for selling stolen property.

- Come on, Alison. Let's get out of here.
- No, I want to hear this.

Your boyfriend's just using you, Alison.

He doesn't care anything about you,
only what you can steal for him...

Through someone you become.

The blackouts?

I turn into someone terrible,
don't I, Jay?

Someone cruel.

Someone who steals for you.

Alison, don't get yourself excited.
Why? Are you afraid of her?

Maybe I ought to let her show you
what I think of you.

Would you like that? Would you?

Yes, Jay. Let me show you.

Let me show all of you.

Little Alison was right about one thing.

She doesn't need you.

She doesn't need anybody.

All right. Let's get to our posts.

Far out!

No!

No! Please.

I don't want to go back.

Don't make me.

I won't go.

Alison? Alison, can you hear me?

Alison!

- Are you all right?
- I think so.

Good. Can you tell me
where Miss Cosmos is?

Can you remember
where Miss Cosmos is?

I can't.

Alison, try.

She's in the disposal room
on Level "B."

Take good care of her, Wilma.

Oh, help me!

That was a little
close for comfort, Tara.

Oh, Buck!

Alison Michaels just checked
into the Directorate Clinic for psych scans,

but all preliminary reports
indicate she'll be just fine.

Just a modicum of therapy and all of
Sabrina's powers should be gone forever.

And by the way, Alison says thank
you, Buck. Tell her it was my pleasure.

Is there any word on Jalor Davin
and his accomplice from the ship?

Oh, yes. They were
picked up by Directorate Police.

How's Miss Cosmos after her ordeal?
Quite all right, Dr. Huer.

That's good. I'm glad to hear it.
I owe Buck my life.

I'll never be able to repay him.
Oh, we'll work something out.

Well, Buck, I
imagine you and Colonel Deering...

Should be anxious
to get back to Earth.

Oh, yeah. Right.
Right. You bet.

I'd like you to catch
the next shuttle back.

Uh, what was that, Dr. Huer?

- I said...
- Dr. Huer, there's an awful lot of subspace static today.

- You're gonna have to speak up.
- Buck? Colonel Deering?

Come in, Dr. Huer.
Dr. Huer, can you hear me?

Can you hear me?

I guess not.
Now, how about dinner?

Now we can get it on.