All language subtitles for Sliders.S02E12.Invasion.1080p.Peacock.WEB-DL.AAC.2.0.H.264-CHDWEB_track3_[eng]

-Damn it!

Every time.

-So how are those elbows
and knees?

A tad sore?

Feel a little painful
bumps and bruises?

-All right, all right,
don't rub it in.

-Quit gloating, will you?

-It's just a little reminder
that you too could have had a

safe and sound landing.

-If the choice is looking like a
reject from the roller derby

or getting a little sliced
up from the pavement--

-We'll take the pavement
every time.

-You guys are just jealous
because I've proven this whole

idea works.

Isn't it a little quiet
on this world?

-A little quiet.

Since when are you the master
of understatement?

-Ah, yes siree, Rembrandt
Brown sliding pants.

A must for the serious slider.

Yeah, I'm going to make
a whole lot of money

when I get back home.

-Hey guys, what's a Kromagg?

It's written everywhere.

-I don't know.

It's probably some street
gang or something.

-What's wrong?

-Something's interfering
with the readout.

I can't get a fix on
the next window.

-Can you determine the source
of the disturbance?

-Yeah.

It's coming from the North--

Northwest.

We'll have to move closer to
pinpoint the exact location.

-This chaos is recent.

The bread's still fresh
and the paint's wet.

-Yeah, there's a lot of
looting going on.

-This is strange, Professor.

Whatever's affecting our device
must be giving off an

incredibly powerful
electromagnetic pulse.

And it's on the same frequency
as the timer.

What could do that?

-That sound has stay away
written all over it.

-Yeah, shouldn't we be walking
away from the big nasty noise?

-We could move 100 miles,
Rembrandt, and still not be

free of this interference.

And if we don't find and
stop it we're sunk.

We'll never know when
to access the gate.

-Good heavens!

-The energy displacement is
wreaking havoc on the timer.

-Is there anything we can do?

-What we can do we can the
hell away from here.

-I agree with Mr. Brown.

A rapid retreat would seem
to be the obvious course.

-The readout window is pulsing
in rhythm with the spaceship.

It must mean their energies
are synced up somehow.

-Never mind that.

It's seen us.

-Run.

Come on, run!

-What if you could travel
to parallel worlds?

The same year, the same earth,
only difference dimensions.

A world where the Russians
ruled America.

Or where your dreams of being
a superstar came true.

Or where San Francisco was a
maximum security prison.

My friends and I found
the gateway.

Now the problem is finding
a way back home.

[theme music]

[theme music]

-Shades of David and
Goliath, man.

Where's the slingshot?

-Here.

Our timer operates on
a unique frequency.

Given the way it was being
interfered with, I figured

this spaceship must rely on
a similar energy source.

Activating the timer was like
turning on a mega-laptop

inside of a jet plane.

It sent this thing's
gyro spinning.

The result was this crash.

-Oh, great, Q-Ball.

Remind me never to
fly with you.

Now let's just get the heck
away from this thing, huh?

-Yeah, I'm with you.

Whatever's inside that thing
can't be too thrilled with

what you've done.

Let's just go.

-Mr. Mallory, over here.

Look at this, Quinn.

This is organic metal.

-So this in essence is
a living machine.

Fantastic.

-Fantastic indeed.

An alien technology
from outer space.

-But it's not from
outer space.

Who did this?

Who brought the manta
to its knees?

-I guess I did.

-The Kromaggs aren't
going to like that.

They're not going to
like that one bit.

They will avenge this loss
with merciless ferocity.

Kromaggs, Kromaggs.

Who the devil are
the Kromaggs?

-They're marauders.

Killers.

And they eat eyes.

Human eyes.

They came here to vanquish us,
riding a wave of manta ships

to our world.

And so our earth
dies screaming.

-I thought you said they
didn't come from space.

-No.

They're from right here, man.

They're from right here.

That's the irony.

Don't you see?

I daren't say any more.

They might be watching.

They might well be watching.

Ah, my lovely twin daughters
have arrived.

They too were set free when the
Kromaggs came to our city.

Come along now, girls.

We mustn't be here when the
vengeful masters arrive.

Good day to you.

May your punishment be
relatively painless.

-Did you see that medical
bracelet he was wearing?

Gate Haven.

My uncle used to work at a
place called Gate Haven.

On our San Francisco it's
a mental institution.

-Maybe when the invasion began
the inmates were released as

the keepers fled the city.

-Oh great, we were listening
to some fruitcake tell us

what's what?

-Fruitcake?

Now that's hardly politically
correct, is it Mr. Brown?

However, back to the
task at hand.

Mr. Mallory, we've got to get
inside this ship and see what

we can learn before somebody
comes looking for it.

-Hey, come on, what are
you guys doing?

You're out of your
freaking minds.

-Yeah, we were just
leaving, remember?

Can't leave, Wade.

There might be someone
or something

hurt inside the craft.

-Good point.

-Keep an eye out for
anything unusual.

We won't be long, I promise.

-Quinn, most of the ship
was buried on impact.

We'll have to dig
to get inside.

Careful, Mr. Mallory.

This thing may still be alive.

You're breathing Kromagg
air, Mr. Mallory.

As far as I can tell, it's a
standard oxygen nitrogen mix.

-They must come from a planet
similar to earth.

-What do we have here, eh?

What do you make of these, eh?

Some sort of map?

-Oh, I don't know, Wade, I think
we're asking for trouble

hanging around like this.

I mean, what about
common sense?

I guess that's something those
brainiacs wouldn't understand.

-They're scientists.

Common sense just gets
in their way.

-Yeah, wasn't it a scientist
that sucked me and my Caddy

straight into an iceberg?

Man, I was just an innocent man,
normal guy trying to live

a comfortable life as
a beloved celebrity.

Along comes a scientist that
kicks me straight--

-Rembrandt, we've been
through all this.

Look, you and I both know that
we should be leaving.

But as long as we're staying,
how come they got to go inside

of that thing?

Why does the scientist get
to have all the fun?

-They said they would
be out soon, huh?

It's already getting dark.

-Professor.

I broke its neck.

I killed it, Professor.

-If you did, you're a
hero, Mr. Mallory.

This is an invading soldier,
don't forget,

not a social worker.

What's this?

[alarm sounding]

-I think we should get out
of here Mr. Mallory.

[alarm sounding]

-Hey guys, what's that sound?

What did you do?

-I'm not sure.

It's an alarm.

Uh oh!

Run for it!

-Oh, geez.

-I think we've lost them
for the moment.

But they'll double back when
they can't find us.

We slide in 23 seconds.

Let's-- let's pray the gate
doesn't attract them before

it's fully formed.

This is one world I want
to leave far behind.

-Yeah, well, that was one ship
we should have left far

behind, but no.

We had to satisfy
our curiosity.

-The soldiers who are chasing
us look just like that thing

we found in the ship.

-They remind me of some
kind of hideous ape.

-What's so disturbing about that
face is not so much the

ape in it, but the man.

-Here we go.

OK, go now!

Wait, the Kromaggs,
they're sliders.

-The Professor landed on
that poor guy, smashed

his bread to bits.

[laughs]

-Welcome to the Versailles
West in the

country of New France.

The French apparently
rule this continent.

I have a feeling that this
world is going to be even

worse than the last one.

[french music playing]

-Thank you.

-You are English, no?

How is that tiny
little island?

Must be wonderful for you to
escape its dreary shores and

come to New France, yes?

-Yes, of course.

Wonderful.

Now you say you saw
a second ship

coming through a wormhole.

-That's right.

-Judging by my study of the maps
in the Kromagg ship, I

would say that our little madman
was quite correct.

The Kromagg are not aliens.

They are every bit as much
earth men as we are.

-Come on, Professor.

You saw those butt ugly faces.

You're going to tell me that
they're from some earth?

-Different earths could have
followed different

evolutionary paths.

-In the 1960s there was an
anthropologist called Dreyar

came up the theory
of a killer ape.

An early primate that killed
off rival primate species.

Now, perhaps the
Kromaggs are of

indication of Dreyar's theory.

On our world they were an
evolutionary dead end.

On their world, they killed off
our early human ancestors.

-Geez, if these things are
sliders, we need to find home

before they do.

Our Earth needs to be warned.

-Every earth needs to be warned,
starting with this

one.

-Hold on a minute,
Paul Revere.

I do happen to agree with
you, by the way,

but here's the problem.

How do we do it?

We can't just going up to every
gendarme and say, excuse

me, very shortly an army of
killer apes will be descending

in your vichyssoise.

-Enjoy your meal, English?

It must be wonderful to have
some real food, not that

crappy fish and chip, eh?

[laughs]

-I'm impressed, Professor.

No matter how much that guy
taunts you, you just turn the

other cheek.

-Patience, Mr. Mallory.

Just wait until he
sees his tip.

[laughs]

-Brown.

Our treasurer.

Let's have some of those small
pieces of silver you won in

the last casino.

-Thank God for the Professor's
watch.

We would have been washing
dishes for a week.

-I tell you, I just love
the French women.

You never know what
they're thinking.

Of course I could say the same
thing about Asian women or

Latin women.

-Maybe it's a good thing
you don't know

what women are thinking.

-Cheer up Professor, it
was only a watch.

-Only a watch?

That timepiece was probably
worth more than the gross

national product of Paraguay.

Nasty French planet.

Filled with shifty,
backstabbing, croissant

sniffing nitwits.

-Come on, Professor,
you're killing us.

-Yeah, maybe you should have
saved some of those insults

for the waiter.

-What?

That frog eating mendicant?

I wouldn't waste good
material on him.

-Professor, what's that
in your pocket?

An atomic tomato?

-Professor, you took that?

You shouldn't have.

You had no right.

-Mr. Mallory, if ever we get
back to civilization, this is

the only proof we have
of Kromagg existence.

Question is, why the devil
is it flashing now?

-Is that what I think it is?

Is this tangible proof of
the Kromaggs existence?

-Hey, what gives?

I can't move away
from the wall.

What's holding us up?

-Gravity.

The Kromaggs are masters of the
gravitational sciences.

They have learned to harness
the earth as we once

harnessed the horse.

My name is Mary, and you
are prisoners of--

guests of the Kromagg dynasty.

-There's been a big
misunderstanding.

Why don't you just let us go
and there won't be any hard

feelings, OK?

Why does he keep standing
there while

you do all the talking?

-My masters refuse to learn a
homo sapien tongue, so they

taught me theirs.

I serve as their telepathic
interpreter.

You are now traveling through
an inter-dimensional tunnel

being transported to outpost
Earth 113, a barren world

where advanced life has
never taken hold.

-You hear that Mr. Mallory?

The Kromaggs can control
sliding.

-Why are you doing this to us?

-You disabled a peace ship.

You murdered its controller.

-We were defending ourselves.

We landed in the middle
of an invasion.

-There was no invasion.

The Kromagg dynasty was
invited in to quell an

internal dispute.

You intervened without cause.

-You speak for the Kromaggs.

How did that come about?

Why you?

-I was selected.

Chosen when I was
a little girl.

It was a great honor.

It began when they announced
their presence to the world.

TV, radios, all channels
suddenly they were everywhere.

The Kromaggs brought us
new ways, new ideas.

We accepted them as our
superiors and they blessed our

world a thousand fold.

You will be debriefed
on Earth 113.

Your willingness to cooperate
will determine your fate.

-What time is it, Q-Ball?

Is it lunch time
or dinner time?

Dusk or dawn?

All I know is that I'm hungry.

Can't figure out whether
I want to order

pancakes or prime rib.

-Can't help you there,
Rembrandt.

No windows.

No clocks.

The hours just seem
to run together.

-Where's the Professor?

-They took him while
you were sleeping.

Notice how the four of us have
never been together since we

arrived at this place?

Must be their strategy.

Separate, confuse us.

Interrupt our sleep.

SPEAKER (OFFSCREEN):
Rembrant Brown You

may leave your quarters.

Go down the hall to the
right second door.

-Let me go with him.

SPEAKER (OFFSCREEN): No.

You will remain where you are.

-I thought you said
we were guests.

Why are we being treated
like inmates?

SPEAKER (OFFSCREEN): Down
the hall, to the

right, second door.

-Look, what about our other
friends anyway?

I mean, aren't we going
to be reunited?

SPEAKER (OFFSCREEN):
Down the hall.

-Yeah, I know.

To the right, second door.

-Rembrandt.

Stay strong.

Don't tell them anything.

-Remmy?

Is that you?

It is you.

-Oh my God.

Dad?

How can it be?

I mean, how is it that
you're here?

-The Kromaggs now control
our earth.

-What?

-It happened while you were
gone, but it was a good thing.

The Kromaggs brought new ways
of doing things that great

prosperity to us all.

-What about the military?

I mean, didn't we
put up a fight?

-Fight?

There was no need to fight.

We welcomed them.

I just told you that.

-Why are you so nervous, dad?

-It's been a long time since--

since I seen my boy.

Of course I'm a little
nervous.

It's a natural thing.

Kromaggs are our superiors.

They have far more discipline
and fantastic mental

capacities.

We could learn a
lot from them.

-You still haven't told
me why you're here.

-On my way to the
Kromagg world.

A whole bunch of us.

The lucky ones are going
by the thousands.

We're on this rock just waiting,
waiting for our

chance to compete the journey.

Word's out that you and your
friends killed a Kromagg.

It's time to cooperate, tell
them the truth, let them cross

check their coordinates so that
they can see that our

world's no longer a threat.

Then they might even
let you come stay

with me and your sister.

That's right, Remmy.

Your kid sister's here too.

If you don't want to talk
to them, you could

always talk to me.

Who designed your
sliding machine?

Not the boy.

Who did it really?

The government?

The CIA?

-Quinn did it by accident.

-What about the others?

What role did they play in
the machine's creation?

-They had no role.

None.

-Do you know the coordinates
to our earth?

Do you know what sliding
tunnel leads to it?

-I'll tell you what, dad, you
give me back my timer and I'll

take you there.

-Hey, why you looking
at me like that?

-I don't know who you are,
but you're not my father.

You see, dad, I never
had a sister.

-Kromagg are killing
me with kindness.

Promise after promise of what
they will do for me if I will

just revealed to them the
whereabouts of our earth.

PRISONER (OFFSCREEN):
Can you hear me?

-Yes, we can hear you.

PRISONER (OFFSCREEN): I'm sorry
to bother you again.

I guess I'm just lonely.

Thousands of us prisoner
on this world.

They leave me in solitary.

-Why would the Kromaggs keep
thousands of earth prisoners

on this world?

PRISONER (OFFSCREEN): Some
are here for slave labor.

Some for food.

-The Kromagg claim to be
a civilized people.

PRISONER (OFFSCREEN): Believe
what you want.

All I know is there's a high
price on their black market

for human eyes.

I wouldn't worry too much.

From what I hear, you're VIPs.

Maybe they'll let you keep your
eyes if you tell them

what they want to know.

-That's enough.

Now listen to me.

No matter how they threaten us,
no matter what they offer

us, we keep our secrets
to ourselves.

Right?

-What's the matter?

You look like you've
seen the devil.

-I think maybe I did.

-Talk to me, Professor.

-We may have seriously
underrated the Kromagg power

of hypnotic suggestion.

I have just been
talking to you.

But you weren't there.

Lord knows how the others
are taking it.

SPEAKER (OFFSCREEN): We
want to help you.

We have the ability to transport
you to your earth.

You could be home by tomorrow.

Isn't that what you want?

-Of course.

It's what we all want.

SPEAKER (OFFSCREEN): Then
tell us true things.

-I can't tell you what
you want to know.

I'm not a scientist.

SPEAKER (OFFSCREEN): Surely you
know where your home is.

Everyone knows that.

-Not everyone.

Not us.

SPEAKER (OFFSCREEN): Have
you no memories of

your city, your family?

-I think of them all the time.

But that doesn't mean I
know how to get back.

SPEAKER (OFFSCREEN): Are the
four of you the advance scouts

of a sliding army?

-No.

That's ridiculous.

SPEAKER (OFFSCREEN): Do the
rulers of your world have

plans to invade the
Kromagg dynasty?

-Of course not.

They don't even know
about you.

SPEAKER (OFFSCREEN): What are
the dilactic inter-dimensional

coordinates of your
home earth?

-I told you again and
again, I don't know.

SPEAKER (OFFSCREEN): If you did
know, would you tell us?

-No.

SPEAKER (OFFSCREEN): Why?

-Because I don't trust you.

I don't believe the things
you tell me.

I don't believe anything
you say.

SPEAKER (OFFSCREEN): If it meant
sparing your life, would

you tell us what we
want to know?

-No.

Never.

SPEAKER (OFFSCREEN): What
if Quinn Mallory's

life were at stake?

Would that make a difference
to you?

We have him in the
next chamber.

Unless your answers begin
to bear fruit, we

will put him to death.

Painfully.

So I just kept talking.

Tried to keep them
off balance.

-What did you tell
them exactly?

-Just some of the worlds
that we've been to.

I figured if I appeared
cooperative

it'd buy us some time.

-Well, I figure they got
inside my head somehow.

Painted a picture of my father
that my eyes and

my ears would believe.

Got to tell you, man,
I just stood there.

My heart thumping through my
chest hoping that he would

morph into something else or
just vanish into thin air but

he never did.

I mean, he actually
was my father.

Just my father on
another earth.

Who knows what'll happen
to him now?

Not to mention the sister
who isn't my sister.

-The danger is you see that
the Kromaggs will try to

backtrack our journey
and find our earth.

Did you say anything to your
father that might help them?

-I don't think so.

But I mean, who knows what
we're giving out.

You've spoken to a
hallucination.

We all could be talking
in our sleep.

-You're right.

Kromagg bag of tricks keeps
getting bigger and our ability

to resist withers
away with time.

We ought to tried to escape
from here even if it

costs us our lives.

-Absolutely man, whatever
it takes.

-I'm with you.

What about Quinn?

-We really have no way
of knowing, Wade.

They may have held him
personally responsible for the

pilot's death.

-What are you saying?

-What he's saying, Miss
Wells, is that Quinn

may already be dead.

We may have to go
on without him.

QUINN (OFFSCREEN): Green.

I--

I never thought I'd see
green on this world.

It's so peaceful here.

Especially after being cooped
up for three days.

Alone.

My friends could sure
use some space.

-I could only arrange
this for you.

It's a gift.

I sold it as therapy.

Perhaps the atmosphere would
make you long for home and

lead you to talk.

-Are your masters
watching us now?

Are they listening?

-No.

This is a sanctuary.

A place I'm allowed to come to
when I truly want to be alone.

That's why I bought you some
time and brought you here.

-What do you mean?

-The Kromaggs have
been testing you.

The carrot and the stick.

Threats and promises.

Their way of searching
your souls trying

to find hidden truths.

you are the first homo sapiens
they've encountered who know

the secrets of sliding and
this terrifies them.

-All we want to do
is get home.

We're no threat to them.

-Understand, the Kromaggs earth
was hell, fraught with

endless tribal warfare.

Then they discovered sliding and
were shocked to find earth

after earth dominated
by homo sapiens.

Their fear and hatred of us
united them and now they have

a single military government
devoted to the sliding

conquest of other Earths.

-A common enemy.

Someone everyone can hate so
they'll band together and stop

hating each other.

So that was an invasion
we slid into.

-One of many, and
all successful.

-Why are you telling me this?

Why take the risk?

-The Kromaggs have branded
you a murderer.

Your hours are numbered.

I don't want you to die.

I like you.

When you displayed such resolute
defiance against the

Kromaggs I had some kind
of breakthrough.

I can't really explain it but
I didn't believe my kind was

capable of such resistance.

-They brainwashed you.

About us, about everything.

But I'm going to fight them.

If you could bring me my timer
maybe we could get away.

You could come with us.

-There's no time.

Tomorrow morning stage two
of the interrogation

process will begin.

Your friends will be
killed here on 113.

You'll be taken back to the
Kromagg home world where

you'll be tortured until
they acquire the

information they desire.

-I will never help them find
my earth, no matter

what they do to me.

Do you understand?

-I believe that about you.

And your friends too.

But there's nothing I can do.

-But there is.

The Kromaggs trust you.

Help us.

-I'm powerless.

I'm truly sorry.

I brought you here
to say goodbye.

-I don't mean any harm, Q-Ball,
but is it really you?

-In the flesh.

I've been with Mary, learning
as much as I can about our

captors and trying my best
to gain her trust.

They took her to the Kromagg
earth when she was just a

little girl.

It's a jungle planet.

Their cities are built amidst
trees that would make the

redwoods look like
match sticks.

Mary was reviled by
the populace who

saw her as a monster.

They threw stones at
her, spit on her.

It must have been terrible.

-She's supposed to
be a monster?

I mean, the Kromaggs have
a look at a mirror?

Eye eating freaks.

I'll probably die here.

-Maybe not.

She gave this to me.

-What is it?

-I'm hoping it's a key.

-Could be a trick.

-Trick or not, it's a way
out, and I'm all for it.

You with us?

-I'm with you, buddy.

PRISONER (OFFSCREEN):
Who's out there?

-It's the prisoner in
the cell next door.

I'd come to think he
was an illusion.

-Give me the key.

We're going to get
you out of here.

-No.

I can never leave this place.

And if I can't leave,
neither can you.

Guards!

Guards, the prisoners
are escaping!

-Next time I try and do
a good deed, kick me.

-You can count on it.

-How are we going to slide?

We don't have the timer.

[alarm sounding]

-Music to my ears, Q-Ball.

Now we got to find an exit.

Dead end.

We have got to find
a way out of here.

Hey, this way.

-Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Wait a minute, wait a minute.

Wait one minute.

-Quinn!

What's he doing?

-Incoming!

I took care of some sliding
equipment I

spotted through the door.

I guarantee they won't be
using it for a while.

-Well done, my boy.

-You must hurry.

My masters are hunting
you now.

They'll be here in seconds.

-Listen, we can access our
gate in 83 minutes,

but not from here.

It has to be in the world where
the Kromaggs found us.

-It's all right.

I programmed the portal to
send you back to the last

world you came from.

With your timer in hand
you should be able

to slide from there.

Please go.

The Kromaggs taught me more
than they ever realized.

I guess they never dreamed I'd
do something like this.

-Come on, we've got to
get you to your feet.

-You're dreaming, Quinn.

I'm dying and we both know it.

The gate is fully formed.

You must go.

Now.

Your freedom makes me happier
than you will ever know.

Go, Quinn.

Go for me.

-Mary, the Kromaggs
were wrong.

You are beautiful.

You always will be.

Oh!

-Take a guess.

The professor landed on
the guy with the bike.

-Right in front of him.

Croissants flew everywhere.

-Ah, pardon, monsieur.

All right, I changed my mind.

After Kromagg prison world,
New France is bearable.

-Wait a minute.

Where's Mary?

-She didn't make it.

SPEAKER (OFFSCREEN): Multiple
time units spent probing the

minds of the subjects revealed
that they did not know the

location of their home earth.

-Their sliding patterns were
erratic and totally random.

-The successful implantation of
a homing device in one of

the subjects will allow us to
track their journeys in hopes

that they will eventually return
to their earth and we

will be waiting and watching,
ready to attack

when the time is right.

You have done well, Mary.

You may have an hour of freedom
in the garden before

you go back to your cage.

-Thank you, master.

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