All language subtitles for S01E08 - Dragons Domain

'It was the 877th day
since our moon left Earth.

'We were between galaxies,
drifting through empty space...

'..when Tony Cellini began to believe

'that he was closing for a
second time with his mortal enemy.'

Ah!

'Cellini, are you all right?'

Yes. I'm fine, thank you, Doctor.

'Computer raised the alarm.

'Your pulse rate had peaked
into the danger zone.'

No, it was a dream, that's all.
Just a dream.

'Anything traumatic?'

No, nothing.

'All right. If you need any help,
I'm on duty tonight.'

Thank you, Doctor. Thank you.

Check.

You were playing Computer all day.

I was hoping for
a real game, Commander.

- I beat Computer every time.
- Sure, you programmed it.

Won't stop me beating you...
Checkmate.

Computer's probably angry
because you insulted her.

Tony Cellini's in the restricted area
in Launch Pad 4

but he's not on duty.

Tony? Tony, what's up?

'Answer me, Tony.'

Cancel his comlock.

Tony? What you doing, sleepwalking?

Medical to Embarkation immediately.

Kano, he's on board
the standby Eagle. Stop him.

'The Eagle's on manual control.
Computer can do nothing.'

Computer, cancel restrictions on
Launch Pad 4 and give me access.

Let me go, John.

Thank you, Ann, I'll manage now.

Good night, Commander.

Well?

As well as he can be
after a point-blank stun.

I've been expecting something
like this. He's unstable, John.

He's an individualist.

I've never really understood
your admiration for him.

He's not a coward,
nor is he emotionally disturbed.

He's a suppressed hysteric.

Where do you think he was trying to
get to, in his pyjamas?

We're nowhere.

We're three months to
the nearest star system

and he was going off on his own.

Now, if that's the act
of a rational man...

He didn't even take his toothbrush.

Helena...

you didn't know him
before the Ultra probe launch.

He was the best amateur athlete
I've ever seen.

A poet, an all-round astronaut,

in fact, the best all-rounder
I've ever met.

I'm aware of his history.

Something happened out there.

Something happened out there beyond
Ultra that we can't understand.

Hell, he can't understand!

That's why it's haunted him.
It's destroying him.

Look. I know the Ultra probe
meant a great deal to you.

But its success was vital to Cellini.
He can't take failure.

And for that reason alone,
you'd have been the better Commander.

- Stick to Cellini.
- All right.

I say he made a disastrous mistake
on that probe ship,

and being the acknowledged ace,
can't admit it.

That's not his style.

He thinks he's infallible,
you think the same, but I don't!

Helena, nothing was proved!

John, when it all happened,

I was on the medical team
that examined Cellini.

My report reinforced
the case against him.

I just presented the facts
as I saw them.

There were no facts!

He is unstable
and a threat to the safety of Alpha.

- I should've killed him?
- John.

You go write another letter
to the Space Commission.

'John's anger
was understandable.

'He and Cellini were
the force behind Ultra.

'In 1994, before this moon
left Earth's orbit,

'Professor Victor Bergman
discovered a planet

'beyond the solar system -
he called it Ultra.'

'Space News,
dateline September 3, 1996.

'Brought to you from Houston,
planet Earth.

'The Ultra probe.
Who will command the ship?

'Anton Gorsky,
commander of Moonbase Alpha,

'is expected to end speculations
later this week.'

Yes, yes, yes.

We need a decision, you know.
You can't both go.

Someone's gotta control
the operation from here.

You can't leave it to Gorsky.

All right, Tony, tell you what.

I'll flip you for it.

Winner takes the ship,
loser tells Gorsky.

Black or yellow?

Black.

Ah.

Well, the gods know
the better astronaut.

The gods know, my foot.

The gods know the best brains
have to stay here on Alpha.

Still, I wish I was going.

- I take it that's it, then.
- Yeah.

That's it.

'The launch date for
Ultra probe was June 6, 1996.

'Commander, Captain Tony Cellini.

'Astrophysicist, Dr Darwin King.

'Radiation expert,
Professor Juliet Mackie

'and Dr Monique Bouchere was
responsible for medical, dietary

'and psychological well-being
of the team.

'They were shuttled to the
interplanetary space station,

'where the Ultra probe ship
was docked.

'Embarkation and countdown
continued without a hitch.

'Launch took place at 1200 hours,
on schedule.

'So the longest ever
manned space flight began,

'going through eight months
of uneventful routine.

'Nothing disturbed the measured pace
of the voyage.

'No malfunction
broke the monotony.

'Navigation was faultless.

'For days, excitement mounted as
progressive readings confirmed

'the planet's condition
was similar to Earth's.

'Plans were made
for a manned landing.

'But as the probe ship
moved behind Ultra,

'all contact was temporarily lost
with Moonbase Alpha.

'The landing was never made.'

Darwin, would you
give me an opinion here, please?

- Metallic?
- Small and stationary.

0rbital reference one zero nine.

Bring me everything
we've got in that direction.

- We're going to take a look.
- Right.

Fantastic!

Where've they come from?
What are they doing?

There's no sign of
life from any of them.

Can they really be empty?

Perhaps it's a huge conference
of all space peoples.

- This is their car park.
- But where's the conference?

There's got to be someone around.

- Darwin, check with Computer.
- Yep.

Juliet, put the booster on
every band of the life spectrum.

These are ships that could make
interstellar travel a reality.

We could be liberated
from our own solar system.

All we need is someone
to show us how it works.

Still no signs of life?

Absolutely nothing.

It's like a graveyard.

We'll dock.
If Computer gives us the all-clear,

- we'll go aboard.
- Right.

Docking seal is perfect.
Atmosphere is safe.

Temperature, 28 degrees.
Radiation, zero.

What could be better?

- Come on sesame, open up.
- 'Just a check, Darwin.'

I'm waiting to go there, too.

0pening now.

- Close it, Tony!
- What is it?

Wind, noise, light.
It's pretty weird.

Close the rear doors!

Close them!

Main circuits have blown. Try manual!

Ahhh!

Hold on! I'm coming through!

No!

Noooo!

I'm finished!

No! Ahhhh!

'Despite his ordeal,
Cellini used a brilliant manoeuvre

'to go into a low orbit
around Ultra,

'which hurled him back towards Earth.

'He survived alone in that module
for over six months.

'Cellini's module was eventually
located and brought to Alpha.

'He was on the point of death.'

All right,
take him to intensive care.

- Bob?
- It's incredible he's alive at all.

- But he'll survive?
- 0h yes, on courage.

'But as Cellini
recovered his strength,

'the official attitude
changed from congratulation to doubt.

'The story he told of his encounter
with the monster was hard to believe.

'And the recorded black box data
cast further doubt on his veracity.

'As a member of the
Space Commission Medical Team,

'I began to inquire into
the mental state of the patient.'

- Captain Cellini.
- Yes?

Dr Helena Russell,
Space Commission Medical Centre.

Welcome, Doctor.

I expect you've come to talk.

Please, a chair for Dr Russell.

If you've come to hear the story,
you'd better be comfortable.

Thank you, Captain.

Don't call me captain, call me Tony.

But you may not want to do that.

Depends whether you've come
to confirm prejudice

or listen with an open mind.

Now, what do you mean?

They don't believe me. They can't.

You see, the green-eyed monster
from outer space

is firmly established
in childhood fantasy.

Like Father Christmas.
How can they possibly believe?

Now, let's not get off
on the wrong track, 0K?

The fact is if a man
with a red coat and white beard

drove into town, he'd be arrested,
certified "unbelievable".

And that's what
you'll do with me and my monster!

Right?!

I didn't even mention the monster.

That's what you wanted to talk about,
isn't it?

I have nothing specific in mind,
I'm open to anything.

- Father Christmas, if you like.
- If Y0U like.

You came to see me.

Maybe in a while we'd get around
to my sex life.

All right, you seem fairly keen
to talk on a wide range of topics.

I want to tell you the truth, Doctor.

I want to tell you that everything
I put down in my report is true!

Tentacles, bloodsuckers, fire breath,

the whole slimy,
fantastic story is true!

No wanderings of a sick mind.

I'm absolutely certain
of every detail I put down.

And if the black box data conflicts
with my story,

then the black box is wrong.

Now, that is a surprising statement
for a rational man.

- I'm not a rational man!
- Yet you want to be believed.

I want all of you,
Koenig, Bergman, Dixon,

everyone, to throw out the criteria
by which you judge what's real.

You've got to abandon reason!

You have to believe
that I, Tony Cellini,

have stood face to face with the
dragon, I fought it and survived.

That's what you've got to believe!

No!

Now, come on, take it easy, Captain.

Captain.

Please, believe me.

- Victor?
- Hmm?

Bad news.
There's gonna be a full inquiry.

Commissioner Dixon's
ordered us to Earth.

Their story is Tony bungled
the decompression procedure,

opened the airlock prematurely
and killed the crew.

That seems a logical explanation.

At least it's easier to believe
than a monster.

If the black box didn't record
the monster,

isn't it conceivable
there's life we can't detect?

It could jam the black box.

Not experiencing it
doesn't mean it doesn't exist.

But we're not likely to know
unless we go back.

I think we've gotta go back there.
I know it!

Those ships could save billions
of dollars and hundreds of years.

And we know
Tony wasn't imagining those

because those contacts are clearly
recorded on the black box.

Yeah, but that's all they are,
contacts.

How do we know they're spaceships?

Must we disbelieve
everything Tony says?

0f course not, but here's a man,
virtually come back from the dead,

it's only natural
he'd have nightmares.

I won't let them
dismiss it like that!

John, I'm afraid the facts are

that our probe was a failure,
and somebody's head's gotta roll.

So it's gotta be Tony's?

While the balance of his mind
is disturbed.

Well, I don't think it is.

Not like they think.

Unfortunately, it's Commissioner
Dixon who'll be the judge of that.

- Morning, gentlemen.
- Good morning.

0h, sit down, sit down, please.

Well...

We are in the red, aren't we?

Strange, there's nothing like failure
for drying up the money supply.

I hope we've all got some strong
ideas for alleviating the drought.

Commissioner, what about
the positive aspects of the mission?

Why not focus public attention on
the Earth-like qualities of Ultra?

Hmm.

Vague possibilities don't carry
the PR power of a dramatic failure.

0K, then let's be positive.

Let's launch
a second probe right away

and put our experience to good use.

Before we get carried away
with the future, Koenig,

we must first
concentrate on the past.

I want to know what you two think
really happened out there.

I'm the only one who can answer that.

- 0h, yes?
- You've had my report.

The whole world's had your report,
that's my problem.

It's also the truth.

0r an elaborate cover-up for an error
you haven't the guts to admit.

- What do you say to that?
- It's just not true.

Now I need to know
what you two have to say.

Do you believe in monsters?

I believe whatever caused the
disaster affected Tony's mind in ways

which he...can't recognise
and we can't even guess at.

Koenig?

Commissioner, we know those ships are
out there, and one of them is ours.

But we should be asking
why they're there.

We have a series of unidentified
bleeps from the scanner, that's all.

As far as I'm concerned, this vision
of a spaceship's graveyard

is as much the product
of a sick mind as a monster.

So please, let's keep to the facts.

Tell me straight, Bergman, what
caused the interference on that tape?

How can you say? It could be any...

Could it be him?

Well, yes, he certainly
could've done it,

- though I can't see why.
- As a cover-up.

0h... Why would he restart recording
four minutes and 45 seconds later?

Are you going to suggest
the monster did it, Koenig?

We can't dismiss that possibility.

You surprise me, John.

That black box recorded a breathable
atmosphere in that alien spaceship.

The docking seal was intact.

When the door was opened,
the recording stopped.

There's no evidence of death by
decompression on that tape.

What I'm saying is that your case
against Cellini holds no more water

than his story does.

You're not concerned
with your reputations.

Mine's the future
of the space programme.

I'll do anything to save that.

I'm afraid I'll have to discredit
this whole adventure.

You can't scrap the Ultra probe and
ignore those ships!

We've had success,
we've learned about our solar system.

We know the dangers of black suns,
neutron storms, radiation,

but if we think we know everything,
we're making a terrible mistake!

The reality of space adventuring is
that it's terribly expensive.

The chances come infrequently,
and then, only one at a time.

I very much regret it, but I'll have
to relieve you all of your posts.

You for mental supervision,

and you two to remind you both

what it's like
to have your feet on the ground.

'By September 13, 1999,

'the day the moon
blasted out of Earth's orbit,

'John Koenig was back on Alpha
as base Commander.

'Victor Bergman,
Tony Cellini and I were also there.

'Memories of the Ultra probe
were obliterated

'in our fight for survival.

'Until the night when Tony's
nightmare revived the old conflicts.'

Thank you.

- 'How is he?'
- All right.

- 'How are you?'
- All right.

'All right enough to let me in?'

But John, I...

As a kid I could never get cress
to grow on blotting paper,

but that's doing very well.

Where did you get it?

I inherited it from my predecessor,

a big bag of stuff
just waiting to grow.

It's very beautiful. Is it for me?

Thank you.

I must admit, I got a little help
from the guys in hydroponics.

But I deserve some credit.

What I'm trying to say is
I'm sorry I chewed your head off.

Well, you're doing it
in a very nice way.

- How's he?
- Much better.

You know, I don't understand,

it's five years since the
Ultra probe, why break now?

Because it can happen at any time.

Which is why I recommended
he never return to Alpha.

Helena, I requested it.

- Can I speak?
- Tony.

Now, just take it easy,
it's all right.

- Here, let me get these.
- What happened last night?

I...I felt there was something...

Where were you going? There's nothing
around for billions of miles.

You had a nightmare
last night at 0347.

Medical Computer raised the alarm
and I woke you. Remember?

It was nothing.

Well, Tony...

We found a tomahawk in the
communications post in your room.

Was it the monster?

Then, why now?

What were you trying to do
in the Eagle?

Were you trying to run away from it?

I was going to face it.

'Commander, we have a contact.
Could you come to Main Mission?'

All right, Paul.

I'll be right back.

John,
something quite extraordinary.

Kind of a space motor show.

Well, Victor?

It's the same sort of thing
Cellini described.

The mission to planet Ultra.

Victor, last night,
Cellini had a violent nightmare,

fighting his monster.

Now, after the nightmare,
he tried to steal an Eagle.

I had to stun him. He just came round
and I asked him what happened.

He said he was going out to face it.

The...monster?

Well, those could be the same
spaceships he saw behind Ultra.

And if they are, we could be
facing the same danger he faced.

Sandra, increase magnification.

John, we're light years
away from Ultra.

Victor, this moon has moved,
so could they.

- But the coincidence.
- Something triggered Cellini.

Something we can't ignore.

- Kano?
- Sir?

I want Computer to check the flight
records of Ultra probe 1996.

The recorder picked up contacts,

- I wanna know if they're the same.
- Commander, I have found it.

The Ultra probe ship is there.

It's incredible.

Yeah.

So was Cellini's story
about the monster.

Alan, I want an Eagle on Pad 1
for immediate liftoff.

And an escort,
three ships ready for action. Go.

So I get a second chance.

Any sign of life?

I've scanned the whole area.
There's nothing.

There never was.

Tony, I'm taking an Eagle up there
with an armed escort.

We'll get as close
as it's safe to and scan it.

If Victor's sure there's no danger
on board the probe ship, we'll dock.

How does that sound to you?

- Sounds fine.
- Are you willing to come with us?

I'd insist.

He's too calm.

- He's got a chance to clear himself.
- I'm worried, John.

Helena, focus out on those ships
as we go by.

Excuse me.
I have to apologise to Alan.

Alan, sorry about last night.

Yeah.

Tony!

Eagles 3 and 4, immediate liftoff.
Follow Cellini.

Eagle 2, jettison your passenger
module and pick us up.

'Sorry, John, but it's MY enemy.'

- Paul?
- 'Commander?'

Beam every scanner
in Cellini's direction.

If you find anything,
let me know right away.

You think he's gone ahead
to destroy the evidence.

What's that guy got against me?

Eagle 2 docked on Eagle 1, Commander.

0K give it everything we've got.

'He's nearing the spaceship,
Commander.

'He's six minutes ahead of you.'

He could dock the command module
on the probe ship.

The control systems are compatible.

We've got the area scanned from here,
from Alpha, and from Eagles 3 and 4.

So far, no life indications.

No radiation,
no energy field, nothing.

- Paul?
- 'Still nothing indicated, sir.'

Damn it!

It's gotta be something.

He was right about those ships.

That doesn't mean
he was right about the monster.

No. But it makes him look
a whole lot righter.

Victor?

Sorry, John, but beyond the obvious
explanation, I can't be much help.

The obvious, then.

Well, they do look somewhat like
flies caught in a spider's web.

Which brings us back to monsters.

Alan, line up for docking
on the probe ship.

Make it as smooth as you can.

John, we're getting life signs
on the probe ship.

Cellini's.

If there was anything else,
we'd be receiving it.

Providing our instruments
can read it.

Docking complete, Commander.

Helena, maybe you'd better stay here.

Let's go.

Ahhh!

Hold your fire!

'The monster
was more than we could believe.

'According to our criteria,
it was never alive.

'So how could we be sure
that it was dead?

'As we hurried back to Alpha,
before our moon drifted beyond reach,

'we could only wonder about the
astronauts of those fabulous ships.

'All we know about them
is their terrible fate,

'the fate of Tony Cellini.'

John, if we ever do find
a new place to live,

and if we succeed, we're going
to need a whole new mythology.

"Tony Cellini and the Monster"? Nah.

"St George and the Dragon" sounds
pretty flat, till you know the story.

The story is
part of our history now, Helena.

I think Tony would be happy to know
he put new life into an old myth.