All language subtitles for Young.Justice.S03E04.WEBRip.x264-ION10

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

(DOG BARKING IN DISTANCE)

(YAWNS)

-Good morning.
-Eh. First, coffee.

Then talk.

(HUMMING)

You still have
the thing today?

I can't cancel.

(PANTING)

Besides, I think
it might be helpful
for, um...

Halo.

WILL: Speaking of our
house guest, and who should
be responsible for her...

(SIGHS) I know.

This was his mission.

I know.

So, where is he?
Where is Dick?

(MUSIC PLAYING ON CELL PHONE)

(AUDIENCE APPLAUDING)

(GRUNTS)

MEGAN: (TELEPATHICALLY)
Didn't know you'd be
bringing back a souvenir.

CONNER:Sorry.

MEGAN: (CHUCKLES)It's okay.

He kinda reminds me of you
back in the day.

(BRION YELLS)

(GROWLS)

(SNORES)

CONNER:Yeah,
he kinda reminds me
of me back in the day, too.

MEGAN:Do we know
how long he's staying?

CONNER:Not exactly.

MEGAN:Right.

So where is Dick?

DICK: (ON VOICEMAIL)
Hey, this is Dick.
You know what to do.

(BEEPS)

It's Jeff. Again.

I put Dr. Jace up
at the Luthor Grande.

And now, I'm taking her
to brunch because...

Because I actually
don't know what else
to do with her.

Dick, where are you?

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

WILL:Absolutely.

We'll be there.
We'll be ready.

That's right, ma'am.

At Bowhunter Security,
we're always on point.

(CHUCKLES)

(CHUCKLES)
It's my pleasure.

We'll see you soon.

Let me guess.

You are fellas are in need
of some top-of-the-line
security. Am I right?

Not exactly.

I know Artemis probably
brought you up-to-speed
on Markovia.

We lost a shipment
of trafficked meta-teens
down a boom tube.

They're probably being
deployed in deep space
by now.

Oh, of course.

Look, the League's
been informed.

I'm not happy about all this,
but I need to move on.

(SCOFFING) Yeah,
you moved on so much,

You completely neglected
to mention Brion Markov,

Dr. Jace and that Halo girl.

This is higher priority.

I have solid intel
on a meta-human
trafficking ring

right here in Star City.

Look, Roy and Jim
are on board.

But, you know,
I thought we'd make it
an all-Harper mission.

All Harper and one Grayson.

Are you in or not?

WILL: Hmm.

Huh.

I know you're doing
that on purpose.

Hmm, I guess I could
make the time.

Great. So here's the plan--

But only if you guys
help me out
with something first.

-I'm game.
-Whatever, bro.

What are we talking
about here?

Seat belts, everyone.

You enjoying yourself?

In this get-up,
(CHUCKLES) no.

Yeah, I think he was
talking to Will.

Come on, Grayson.

Let's not pretend
you were planning

to hit your traffickers
before nightfall.

-Well, I--
-That is the Dark Knight
way, right?

Yeah, I hear all those
bad boys turn into pumpkins
in daylight.

(SIGHS) Whose idea was it
to put all three of you
together on one mission?

ALL: Yours.

Don't you have any
actual employees?

Of course, but most of
my guys were celebrating

a company softball
victory last night.

Ate some bad
Chicken Whizees.

Food poisoning.

Explosive diarrhea.

Dude, tee 'em off.

You guys wanted to know
why I need the manpower.

So, you help me today,
I help you tonight.

Fine. Let's just go.

-(VIDEO GAME MUSIC PLAYING)
-(LAUGHTER)

Whoa. (GRUNTS)

Oh, um, I got a little
carried away there.

But thanks. Or, uh... Sorry.

-(CHUCKLING)
-(VIDEO GAME MUSIC CONTINUES)

Thanks for me staying
in your home.

Or, uh, sorry.

(CHUCKLES)

Well, we had to do
something with you.

Nightwing, what do we do now?

NIGHTWING: We... We go home.
We're done here.

ARTEMIS: What about them?

NIGHTWING: Look,
we saved their lives.

We never promised
to adopt them.

They can manage
just fine without--

(GASPS)

(SIGHS)

(GASPS)

Uh, try not to fly unless
you're doing it on purpose.

Unless I'm doing it
on purpose.

Yeah.

Hey, your English
is getting better.

I remember more words now.

How about your name?

Halo?

(SIGHS)

Anything about your life?

Sorry.

So, um, if you can't
remember anything,

why the hijab?

It... It feels right.

Okay?

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY) Of course.

Of course.

Look, don't worry.

Nightwing's running
a background check.

And once he figures out
who you are,

we can get you back home
to your family.

Now? We go there now?

Oh, no, I had a previous
appointment I need to keep,

but it might
help you out, too.

DOCTOR FATE: Where is she?

I'm sure she'll be here
any second.

But since we're waiting,
this is Halo.

She's lost her memory.

I thought maybe you could
give her a mystic once-over
or something.

DOCTOR FATE:
I sense an old soul
in this very young body.

But who is Fate
to judge such things.

Wait, what?

Uh, hi.

ARTEMIS: Zatanna.

Oh, I was just...

DOCTOR FATE: Child of magic,

do you understand the terms
of our agreement?

Yes, one hour.

Just like last year
and the year before that,
and the year before that.

DOCTOR FATE: Be grateful
Nabu grant you
this boon at all.

Daddy.

ZATARA: Zatanna.

(INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)

Goode VR goggles?

Goode pays good money
for Bowhunter Security
to secure 'em.

For video game accessories.

Jim, you need to spend
less time with your geraniums.

These are top-of-the-line
virtual and augmented
reality goggles.

Advanced graphics,
totally immersive.

Everybody's into these.

And they go for boo koo bucks
on the black market.

-(GASPS)
-(CHUCKLES)

Don't know if you've heard,

but I have a girl
sleeping over.

Over at your place, I know.

Over my couch, Dick.
Two feet over my couch.

So you're saying
she's a conversation piece.

I'm saying someone
needs to have
a serious conversation

about what to do
with her long term.

Seriously,
why are we even here?

No one's taking
this stuff in broad daylight.

We're taking this stuff
in broad daylight.

(SIRENS WAILING IN DISTANCE)

-(VIDEO GAME MUSIC PLAYING)
-It's like I'm on the bridge
of theStarship Engager.

Bro, walk your geek self
five feet behind me.

MAN: No, no, no.
You don't understand.

DR. JACE:Try to
understand, Brion.

I had to activate
your meta-gene.

You need your family's
hereditary Geo-Force

to fight Baron Bedlam.

(GRUNTS)

It's not safe for you
in Markovia.

But where are we to go?

Not exactly gourmet.

DR. JACE: Hmm.

American genetically-modified
beef. It's a nice change.

Markovian meat is so gamey.

Jefferson, thank you.

After what I did,
it's more than I deserve.

We've been through
this already.

Bedlam coerced you.

I thought I could help
by being there to watch
out for the children.

I was a fool.

We all make mistakes
we can't take back.

But you can make a new start
here in Metropolis.

This is the City of Tomorrow.

I'm more concerned about
Brion and Halo's tomorrows.

I feel responsible for them,

as if they were
my own children.

I don't know if that
makes any sense, but...

Hey, I'm a dad with my own
two bundles of responsibility.

Then you do understand.

You're good to go.

(AIR HISSES)

Wait a sec.

These aren't
the right drivers.

Their credentials check out.

The clipboard doesn't lie.

The clipboard doesn't talk.

I know that guy.

He's one of Brick's thugs.
To the SUV!

(ENGINE STARTS)

(SQUAWKING)

So, no one's taking this stuff
in broad daylight, huh?

Okay, I stand corrected.

I'll just blow up the tires.
Problem solved.

WILL: What? No!

How about a solution that
doesn't dump the merchandise
into the ocean?

Someone's sure gotten
picky in his old age.

Incoming.

BOTH: Uh-oh.

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(ALL SCREAMING)

(ALL SCREAMING)

(BUS HORN BLARING)

Can I at least
shoot at that guy?

Yes, you can shoot
at that guy.

(SNORING)

Does that beast
do anything
beside sleep?

That beast is called Wolf.

And no. Lately,
that's pretty much it.

(SIGHS)

Tell me again
what we're doing out here.

I'm doing my job.

And you are trying to unwind.

I'm fine.

I have no need to unwind.

Trust me, you're wound.

DR. JACE:
But where are we to go?

We'll, uh,
figure something out.

ARTEMIS: Okay, okay fine.
Um, and I'll deal with
little Ms. Halo.

But what about the prince?

NIGHTWING: What about him?

SUPERBOY:
His brother just kicked
him out of the country.

(GRUNTING)

-(PANTING)
-Plus he's kind of
a rage monster.

NIGHTWING: So,
right up your alley?

(SIGHS) Yeah.

Can't you pay someone
to fix that?

Someone's paying me
to fix it.

And I can use the money.

But how can you stand it?

You have the world's
most amazing motorcycle.

Why bother with this?

CONNER: Again, the money.

Besides, Sphere
doesn't need my help.

This bike does.

It needs you.

(CHUCKLES)

It's a machine.
I don't understand.

CONNER: Here.

Clean that clutch spring,
then maybe you will.

(BRICK GRUNTING)

(GRUNTING)

You always wanted
a convertible.

Okay, I'm out.

Rent-a-cops with grapnels?

How much do they pay
these guys?

"An old soul
in a very young body."

(SIGHS) Does that mean
anything to you?

(SIGHS) Do you rember
anything at all from before
we met in the cemetery?

HALO: I...

(PANTING)

(MUFFLED SCREAMING)

-(GUNS FIRING)
-(WOMEN SCREAMING)

(ROARING)

Nothing.

Darkness.

(HORN BLARING)

(GRUNTING)

(YELPS)

I need to take another look
at those credentials.

So, private security
seems pretty sweet.

Yeah, decent money, benefits.

And I get home in time
for dinner with Lian.

(GRUNTS)

You rent-a-cops cannot
be making enough scratch
for this gig.

I own the company.

Too bad for you.

(BRICK GRUNTS)

Oh, man,
my insurance premiums.

-(TIRES SCREECHING)
-Gun it.

(BOTH GRUNT)

Last time I ask you
for a favor.

I loved that SUV.

Hey, this is your gig.

At least we don't have
to worry about Brick.

(GRUNTS)

(GRUNTING)

We are here for your friends,
but we do not talk to them?

We are not with them?

We're not here for this part.

No, please, Daddy.

(SOBBING) It is unfair.
It's not enough time.

I know.

But if we do not hold
to the letter
of the agreement,

Nabu will never give us
another opportunity.

I love you, Zatanna.

And I'll see you next year.

(GASPS)

No. (SOBBING)

No, no, no!
(CONTINUES SOBBING)

No!

(SHUSHING)

It'll be okay.

Will it?

We are here for this part.

(GASPS)

(GROANING)

You want another jolt
or are you gonna pull over?

(GASPS) Pulling over.
Pulling over now.

Good call.

(GRUNTS)

(SIGHS)

-JIM: Hi.
-(SCREAMS)

(GROANS)

(GROANS)

DICK: Two down, one to go.

Kinda like old times,
huh, Wall?

It's Will, not Wall.

That's... That's what I said.

Is it just the red hair?

What're you talking about?

Your need for
a Wally West substitute.

What? That's ridiculous.

Is it? You already had
Roy and Jim.
You didn't need me.

Not for a mission anyway.

I need someone
who knows the city.

You need someone
who knows you.

(BRICK GRUNTING)

Do you low-rate heroes
know how much this suit costs?

Seriously?

Hey, we're in the middle
of a thing here.

Y'all interrupted my thing.

It would be rude
not to return the favor.

(BRICK YELLS)

(GRUNTING)

-I get it.
-(GRUNTING)

You need someone
to give you a reality check.

To keep you honest.

To tell you what no one else
will tell the boss.

You're babbling. (GRUNTS)

(GRUNTING)

(GRUNTS)

-(FOOTSTEPS THUDDING)
-(GASPS)

(GRUNTS) Well, fine.

Wally's not here,
so I'll say it.

What? What're you gonna say?

You already know.

You're dropping a ball
with these Markovian kids.

Taking care of strays
wasn't the mission.

(BRICK YELLS)

(DICK GRUNTING)

(STRAINING)

The mission is
what the mission becomes.

You know that.

Those kids need you.
Your team needs you.

DICK: (GRUNTS)
It was just one op.

I don't do teams anymore.

You do now.

BRICK: Hey, cut it out.

Put me down!

The guys makes
a reasonable request.

Plus, he's really heavy.

Oh, man, this ain't right.

-(GRUNTING)
-(YELPS)

(GROANS)

This ain't right at all.

(GROANING)

(GASPING)

I surrender. I surrender!

Sweet. Could you
hold the wheel?

(STAMMERING) Yeah, yeah.

(SIGHS)

(INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)

Seriously, who are you guys?

Bowhunter Security.

Always on point.

(MUMBLING)

-(ELECTRICITY CRACKLING)
-(SCREAMS)

(SIGHS)

-You were right.
-Of course, I am.

I'm older and wiser.

You're a clone.
You're the youngest guy here.

-Hey, I'm older than Jim.
-JIM: But I'm prettier.

I'll step up.

I'm gonna make it right
with Halo, Brion, and Jace.

Never doubted it
for a moment.

All goggles present
and accounted for, boss.

The clipboard never lies.

You know what,
private security's
more exciting than I thought.

Sounds like the beginnings
of a Harper family business.

Don't push it.

Baby steps.

Now, I believe
there's one more thing
in our to-do list.

(SIRENS WAILING)

(MEN GROANING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

WOMAN: Are we free?

I think we looked better
in our Bowhunter Security
uniforms.

No, you do not.

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)