Original subtitles

Six: The situation is

escalating.

What's your E.T.A.?

Rex: AS FAST AS I CAN.

Six: We've got a lot of

hungry people here, Rex.

Rex: HEY, A LATE-NIGHT

BRIEFING WASN'T MY IDEA.

AND, YES, I REMEMBERED THE HOT

MUSTARD.

BE THERE IN-- [ GASPS ]

BREACH!

WHOA!

UNH!

Breach: [ GIGGLES ]

ALMOST LIKE YOU SAW ME COMING.

Rex: GUESS MY NANITES ARE

ONTO THE WHOLE "RIPPING THE VERY

FABRIC OF SPACE" THING.

PLUS, YOU JUST PLAIN CREEP ME

OUT.

Breach: OOPS.

[ GIGGLES ]

Rex: AAH!

LAUGH IF YOU WANT, BUT DO NOT

MESS WITH SIX'S KUNG PAO PORK.

WHAT DO YOU WANT THIS TIME?

UNH!

Breach: OH, I CAN BE

ANYWHERE...

Rex: UNH!

Breach: ...GO ANYWHERE...

Rex: UNH!

Breach: DOESN'T IT JUST DRIVE

YOU CRAZY?

Rex: BITES BOTH WAYS, BREACH.

Breach: UNH!

Rex: WE'VE BEEN OVER THIS.

I DON'T WANT TO BE IN YOUR

COLLECTION.

I DON'T WANT TO BE YOUR PET,

YOUR TROPHY, YOUR PRIZE, YOUR--

WHATEVER.

UNH!

Breach: I'M THROUGH WITH

COLLECTING YOU, REX.

IT'S WAY MORE FUN MESSING WITH

YOU.

[ COMLINK BEEPS ]

Biowulf: Biowulf to Breach--

have you commenced the

operation?

Rex: WHOA!

UNH!

Breach: WE'LL PLAY SOME MORE

NEXT TIME.

VAN KLEISS HAS A VERY IMPORTANT

MISSION FOR ME.

Rex: TO PICK UP HIS LAUNDRY?

Breach: [ GIGGLES ]

IT INVOLVES AN OLD FRIEND OF

YOURS.

WAIT.

I KNOW THAT PLACE.

OH, NO!

UNH!

OKAY. I'M IN HONG KONG.

CHECK.

SHE'S GOING AFTER CIRCE!

[ TRAIN HORN BLARES ]

WHAT A SURPRISE.

♪ SO MAKE WAY TO START THE

REVOLUTION ♪

♪ MAKE WAY

♪ WE'RE GONNA HAVE FUN TONIGHT

♪ MAKE WAY TO START THE

REVOLUTION ♪

♪ SO MAKE WAY

♪ SO MAKE WAY TO START THE

REVOLUTION ♪

♪ MAKE WAY TO START THE

REVOLUTION ♪

♪ SO MAKE WAY

[ TRAIN HORN BLARES ]

Rex: WHOA-OH-OH! OHH!

Six: Rex, you dropped off the

grid.

What's your L&L?

Rex: INTERSECTION OF HONG AND

KONG.

Six: YOU DO REALIZE THERE ARE

CLOSER PLACES FOR TAKEOUT.

Rex: IT'S BREACH.

SHE KNOWS CIRCE'S HERE.

Six: Which is more than

Providence knows, apparently.

Rex: YEAH.

I MIGHT HAVE SORT OF TOLD HER

ABOUT MY OLD GANG, AND...

I'M HERE!

GOT TO GO.

I'M TAKING YOU DOWN, BREACH!

[ FAUCET SQUEAKS ]

UH, REX?

Rex: CIRCE?

BREACH IS NOT HERE?

NO.

BUT OUR BREAKFAST HAS BEEN

SOUNDLY DEFEATED.

Rex: UM...

HEY, SKWYDD, CRICKET.

SEE YOU GUYS GOT THE PLACE BACK

TOGETHER.

YEAH, JUST IN TIME FOR YOU TO

WRECK IT AGAIN.

HEY, TUCK, YOU OKAY?

I'M COOL.

WHOO!

DO IT AGAIN!

SO, WANT TO TELL US WHAT THIS

IS ALL ABOUT, OR DO WE HAVE TO

GUESS?

Rex: CIRCE'S IN DANGER.

IT'S BREACH.

SHE'S--

MESSING WITH YOU, REX.

DID YOU ACTUALLY SEE HER ON THE

OTHER SIDE?

Rex: WELL, NO, BUT--

O-OKAY. WHY HONG KONG?

BECAUSE IT'S ON THE OTHER

SIDE OF THE WORLD?

BECAUSE SHE'S SERIOUSLY MESSED

UP?

KIND OF LIKE OUR PLACE.

TRUST ME.

SHE'S BACK IN ABYSUS RIGHT NOW,

LAUGHING IT UP WITH THE REST OF

THE PACK.

BESIDES, I'M NOT THAT EASY TO

FIND.

Rex: OKAY, REX, BAD INTRO.

TAKE A DO-OVER.

LOVE THE NEW LOOK.

WOW. A COMPLIMENT.

YEAH.

HEY, THANKS FOR SENDING CIRSS

OUR WAY.

SHE TOTALLY EVENS OUT THE

BOY-GIRL RATIO.

Rex: [ Thinking ] BOY-GIRL?

WAIT A MINUTE...

I'M NOT INTERRUPTING ANYTHING,

AM I?

APART FROM THE MOST IMPORTANT

MEAL OF THE DAY, NO, WE'RE FINE.

SPEAKING OF WHICH, SINCE REX

KILLED BREAKFAST, WHO'S UP FOR

YUM CHA?

Rex: YUM-ANYTHING WORKS FOR

ME.

AND NO ONE LAUGHED.

BAD OMEN.

Breach: [ GRUNTING ]

Biowulf: Report.

What's the delay?

Breach: UNH! THEY HAVE A

PHASE SCRAMBLER.

IT'S MESSING WITH MY RIFTS.

Biowulf: Perhaps I should

send someone more capable.

Breach: PERHAPS IF YOU QUIT

CALLING, I'D BE DONE ALREADY.

Biowulf: DON'T MESS THIS UP.

I'LL BE WATCHING.

Breach: "I'LL BE WATCHING."

[ SCOFFS ]

MEANIE.

[ SPEAKING CANTONESE ]

BEST TABLE IN THE HOUSE.

Rex: I'LL JUST PULL UP A...

FLOOR.

WE'RE, UM...SHORT A FEW MENUS.

I'LL LOOK ON WITH CIRSS.

Rex: "CIRSS"?

[ SPEAKING CANTONESE ]

Rex: UH, SO, WHAT ARE WE

HAVING?

DIM SUM.

TRADITIONAL SHARED MEAL.

Rex: SHARED?

UH, GREAT!

DUMPLINGS, STEAMED BUNS,

AND-- OOH!-- THE HOUSE

SPECIAL-- LOVER'S PRAWNS!

Rex: I DON'T BELIEVE IT.

[ SLURPS ]

THEY'RE...

MNH!

THEY'RE...

COUPLES!

Breach: [ GASPS ]

Quarry: VISITING HOURS ARE

USUALLY 4:00 TO 6:00.

NAME'S QUARRY.

TO WHAT DO I OWE THE PLEASURE?

Breach: MY EMPLOYER HAS AN

OFFER FOR YOU-- A SIMPLE JOB

FOR YOUR FREEDOM.

NO QUESTIONS ASKED.

Quarry: YOU'RE ONE OF

VAN KLEISS' PEOPLE.

DID HE SEND YOU?

Breach: NO QUESTIONS!

ARE YOU IN, OR DO YOU WANT TO

STAY HERE AND ROT?

Quarry: [ CHUCKLES ]

OF COURSE I'M IN.

JUST GOT TO MAKE MYSELF

PRESENTABLE.

HAVE A SEAT.

YOU LOOK TIRED.

[ ALARM BLARES ]

Breach: WE HAVE TO GO.

THE GUARDS...

Quarry: RELAX.

SECURITY SWEEP TAKES A FULL

THREE MINUTES.

PLENTY OF TIME.

SO, WHY WOULD VAN KLEISS BE

INTERESTED IN A SMALLTIME PLAYER

LIKE ME?

Breach: YOU HAVE UNIQUE

ABILITIES OR SOMETHING.

HOORAY FOR YOU.

Quarry: WHAT ARE WE AFTER?

MONEY?

GOLD?

AND THAT'S WHEN CIRCE GOES

ALL SIREN AND BLASTS THE BUS

DRIVER'S PANTS CLEAN OFF.

LUCKY SHOT.

HIT THE EXACT FREQUENCY OF

POLYESTER.

GOOD THING HIS BOXERS WERE

COTTON.

[ LAUGHTER ]

Rex: YEAH-HA-HA!

HEY, CIRCE, REMEMBER WHEN WE

TOOK DOWN THAT GIANT FISHHEAD IN

CABO LUNA?

REX, PLEASE, I'D RATHER NOT

REMEMBER THAT RIGHT NOW.

YEESH, REX.

BUZZKILL.

[ COMLINK BEEPS ]

Six: Rex, update.

Rex: ANOTHER BREACH HEAD

FAKE.

YOU GOT TO GET ME OUT OF HERE.

I'M IN THE MIDDLE OF WHAT YOU'D

CALL AN...AWKWARD TEEN

SITUATION.

Six: I'll send a jump jet.

In the meantime, there's a

general alert at the local

Providence holding cell.

Rex: YES.

I AM SO ON IT.

YOU'RE LEAVING?

Rex: DUTY CALLS.

YOU'LL MISS DESSERT-- ALMOND

SWEETCAKES.

Rex: MMM, BOY.

Breach: AND THAT'S ALL I

KNOW.

I'VE SAID TOO MUCH.

WE REALLY NEED TO--

[ FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING ]

Quarry: YOU DO YOUR THING,

AND I'LL DO MINE.

[ ELECTRICITY CRACKLING ]

UNH!

[ CRASHING ]

Breach: HURRY!

[ GRUNTS ]

CAN'T...HOLD...

Quarry: ON SECOND THOUGHT...

Breach: UNH!

[ GROANS ]

Quarry: I'D PREFER TO WORK

FOR MYSELF.

Rex: QUARRY!

Quarry: REX!

WOULD HAVE LOVED TO CHAT.

PERHAPS ANOTHER TIME.

Rex: THIS WAS THE OLD FRIEND

YOU WERE AFTER?

Breach: WHO DID YOU THINK I

MEANT?

[ GRUNTS ]

Rex: WHAT'S THE MATTER,

BREACH?

PORTAL TROUBLE?

Breach: [ GASPS ]

Rex: LOOKS LIKE YOUR

IMPORTANT MISSION WAS AN EPIC

FAIL.

TOO BAD.

I HEAR V.K.'s PRETTY TOUGH ON

FAILURE.

Breach: HYAH!

Rex: AND, SERIOUSLY?

JAILBREAK?

WHAT IS THIS, A COWBOY MOVIE?

Breach: [ GIGGLES ]

IT'S A DISASTER MOVIE...

FOR PROVIDENCE.

Rex: WHAT'S THAT SUPPOSED TO

MEAN?

Breach: UNH-UNH-UNH.

NO SPOILERS.

[ BUZZER ]

Rex: HUH?

UH, H-HEY, FELLA.

[ GROWLS ]

WELL, IT'S IRONIC, WHEN YOU

THINK OF IT.

FINALLY CREATE THE ULTIMATE

WEAPON AND WE CAN'T GET AT IT.

THE RESIDUAL FIELD WILL DIE

DOWN.

THEORETICALLY.

OH, MAYBE IT'S FATE.

GIVING US A THREE-DAY WAITING

PERIOD.

I THINK MAYBE WE SHOULD--

[ BEEPING ]

PICKING UP LOW-LEVEL VIBRATIONS.

SEISMIC?

RHYTHMIC.

ALMOST LIKE...

FOOTSTEPS.

[ FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING ]

[ METAL CRUNCHING ]

Quarry: AT EASE, GENTLEMEN.

I WON'T BE LONG.

DON'T GO IN THERE!

THE FIELD WILL DISSOLVE ANY

ORGANIC MATTER!

Quarry: [ CHUCKLES ]

GOOD THING I DON'T HAVE ANY.

UNIQUE ATTRIBUTES, INDEED.

HYAH! HYAH! HYAH!

Rex: [ BREATHING HEAVILY ]

[ GASPS ]

[ HEART BEATING ]

STOP IT.

WHAT'S WITH HIM?

BREACH-LAG.

LEAPT CLEAN OVER HIS BEDTIME.

Rex: PLUS TWO POWER NAPS AND

MY MORNING-BRIEFING SNOOZE.

BY THE WAY, YOU WERE RIGHT.

BREACH WASN'T AFTER YOU.

SHE FREED QUARRY.

GOT THIS FROM THE PROVIDENCE

SECURITY FEED.

QUARRY?

HE'S LOOSE?

OH, NO!

YOU SAW BREACH AND CAME BACK

HERE?

WHAT IF SHE FOLLOWED YOU?!

Rex: DON'T WORRY.

IF BREACH WERE HERE, I'D FEEL

IT.

[ SHUDDERS ]

SHE'S HERE.

Breach: HEY, GIRLFRIEND.

GET OUT OF HERE, BREACH.

Breach: BUT VAN KLEISS HAS SO

BEEN WANTING TO CHAT.

THEN DELIVER A MESSAGE FOR

HIM.

[ SCREAMS ]

UNH!

Rex: LET HER GO, BREACH.

Breach: OH, SORRY, REX.

SHE'S GONNA SAVE MY SKIN.

[ GIGGLES ]

V.K.'s TOUGH ON FAILURE,

REMEMBER?

Rex: NO!

Quarry: [ BREATHES DEEPLY ]

AHH.

HELLO, WORLD!

CIRCE?

Rex: BREACH TOOK HER.

SIX, I NEED A FIX ON QUARRY.

Six: Financial district.

Local Providence forces are

clearing the area.

It looks like--

Rex: YEAH, A DISASTER MOVIE.

I'M ALREADY THERE.

REX, WHAT ABOUT--

Rex: HELP THE OTHERS.

I'LL BRING BACK CIRSS.

[ TIRES SCREECHING ]

Quarry: LET ME JUST SAY I

ABHOR UNNECESSARY VIOLENCE.

BUT THIS IS VERY NECESSARY.

WELL, WELL, IF IT ISN'T

PROVIDENCE'S "SECRET WEAPON."

SAY HELLO TO MINE.

Rex: WHOA!

AAH! UNH!

[ SIGHS ]

NO! STAY BACK!

WHAT'S YOUR GAME, QUARRY?

PLANNING TO START A WAR?

Quarry: WHY, YES, REX-- A

BIDDING WAR.

I'M GONNA AUCTION THIS BABY TO

THE DEEPEST POCKETS.

GOVERNMENTS, MILITARIES...

Rex: TERRORISTS, MANIACS,

END-OF-THE-WORLD WACKOS?

Quarry: IF THEY HAVE THE

MONEY.

Quarry: WHAT THEY DO WITH IT

ISN'T MY CONCERN.

Rex: I'D BE VERY CONCERNED.

HAVE I TOLD YOU ABOUT

VAN KLEISS' GARDEN?

HE HAS A WHOLE SECTION FOR

DOUBLE-CROSSING, TWO-BIT THUGS.

Quarry: THIS WILL BUY ME ALL

THE FREEDOM AND IMMUNITY I'LL

EVER NEED, EVEN FROM HIM.

Rex: UNH! WHOA!

Quarry: PRETTY SLICK, EH?

IT'S A MOLECULAR DESTABILIZER.

LITTLE MISS FOUR-ARMS BLABBED

THE DETAILS.

Rex: [ GRUNTS ]

Quarry: "SUPPRESSES THE

ATOMIC CHARGE," OR SO I'M TOLD.

PROTONS AND ELECTRONS JUST FLY

APART.

THE WHOLE GANG.

OH, I'M TOUCHED.

A REGULAR FAMILY REUNION.

WE GOT YOUR BACK, REX.

Rex: NEVER MIND ME.

HELP THEM.

[ RUMBLING ]

[ METAL CREAKING ]

COME ON, QUARRY.

LET'S SEE WHAT YOU GOT.

Quarry: YOU DON'T GET IT, DO

YOU.

Rex: UNH!

Quarry: EVERYTHING'S MADE OF

ATOMS.

EVEN YOU.

[ GRUNTING ]

AAAAAH!

HEY, THAT WORKS PRETTY GOOD.

SUPER-ENERGIZED ATOMS.

NOPE!

NICE TRY!

DENIED!

REJECTED!

BLOCKED!

[ GRUNTING ]

Quarry: [ GASPS ]

AAAAAH!

[ GROANS ]

Rex: JUST ONE TAP AND YOU'RE

DUST.

Quarry: [ GRUNTS ]

GO ON!

DO IT!

YOU NEVER LEARNED.

IN THIS BUSINESS, YOU GOT TO BE

RUTHLESS.

Rex: HOLD THAT THOUGHT.

YOU CAN COME OUT NOW.

I GOT THAT CREEPED-OUT FEELING.

Breach: PEEK-A-BOO.

IT'S HER!

SHE TOOK CIRCE!

Rex: BUT NOT TO VAN KLEISS.

YOU NEVER WENT TO ABYSUS, DID

YOU.

YOU SLIPPED HER INTO YOUR LITTLE

POCKET DIMENSION.

LET HER GO, BREACH.

Breach: AND I'D AGREE TO THAT

WHY?

Rex: BECAUSE YOU WOULDN'T

WANT VAN KLEISS TO SEE THIS.

Quarry: WHAT?

IT'S NOT LIKE I'M GONNA RUN

AWAY WITH IT.

Breach: [ SIGHS ]

VAN KLEISS WOULD SKEWER ME FOR

THIS.

BUT IT'S A WEAPON.

Rex: I'M THINKING A TRADE IS

IN ORDER.

I HATE YOU, BREACH.

Quarry: HO HO HO!

YOU MAKE ME PROUD, REX.

YOU PICKED UP SOME BUSINESS

SENSE AFTER ALL.

SO, I GUESS IT'S BACK TO MY

CUSHY PROVIDENCE CELL.

Rex: OH, I'M NOT TRADING

THIS.

I'M TRADING YOU.

Quarry: [ CHUCKLES ]

WELL, YOUR SENSE OF HUMOR'S

COMING ALONG, TOO.

Rex: THINK, BREACH.

YOU CAN STILL SAVE FACE WITH

VAN KLEISS.

QUARRY CAN TAKE THE HEAT FOR THE

WHOLE MESS.

Quarry: LET'S TALK!

WE CAN WORK SOMETHING O--

THANKS FOR THE SAVE.

Rex: YOU GUYS LOOKED PRETTY

GOOD BACK THERE.

THANKS.

[ JUMP JET APPROACHES OVERHEAD ]

Rex: HUH?

UM, LOOK...

YOU MAY OR MAY NOT HAVE NOTICED,

I'VE BEEN ACTING, UH...

WEIRD.

DEFINITELY MAY.

Rex: YEAH.

Rex: WELL, I JUST WANT TO SAY

THAT I'M FINE WITH, YOU KNOW,

"IT."

I'M FINE WITH "IT."

"IT"?

Rex: "IT."

UH, BEING TOGETHER.

YOU MAKE GREAT COUPLES.

COUPLES?

YEAH, RIGHT.

[ LAUGHTER ]

Rex: [ CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY ]

I-IT JUST LOOKED LIKE, WHEN YOU

WERE--

A-AND THE DUMPLINGS AND, UH...

UH...

WE'RE FRIENDS, REX.

REALLY. JUST GOOD FRIENDS.

PLATONIC.

STRICTLY PLATONIC.

Rex: AND I'M STRICTLY AN

IDIOT.

[ MOTOR WHIRRING ]

ANYONE KNOW A GOOD PLACE FOR

TAKEOUT?

MING'S IN KWUN TONG.

Rex: HEY!

YOU DID THAT ON PURPOSE!

CAN YOU BELIEVE IT?

AS IF.

SO, UM...

WHAT ARE YOU GALS DOING SATURDAY

NIGHT?

OUR HAIR.

WHAT ABOUT NEXT SATURDAY?

NAILS.

ONE AFTER NEXT?