Original subtitles

Van Kleiss: 4,000 YEARS FROM

MY DESTINATION, AND I'VE RUN

OUT OF TIME.

I'VE SCARCELY COMPLETED THE

VESSEL WHICH SHALL DELIVER ME

TO MY OWN ERA.

GHARUN-SET, ACTIVATE THE

TRAPS-- QUICKLY!

MY GREATEST CREATION-- SO

USEFUL TO ME, BUT TOO DANGEROUS

TO ROAM FREE.

IF ONLY I HAD TIME TO DESTROY

HIM, AS I SHOULD.

BUT I HAVE A MORE PRESSING

DEATH I MUST PREVENT.

[ RUMBLING ]

MY OWN.

[ POWER SURGING ]

AAAAAAAAAAAH!

* SO MAKE WAY TO START THE

REVOLUTION ♪

♪ MAKE WAY

♪ WE'RE GONNA HAVE FUN TONIGHT

♪ MAKE WAY TO START THE

REVOLUTION ♪

* SO MAKE WAY TO START THE

REVOLUTION ♪

♪ MAKE WAY TO START THE

REVOLUTION ♪

♪ SO MAKE WAY

[ STOMACH GURGLES ]

Rex: KIND OF DEFEATING THE

WHOLE STEALTH ELEMENT OF A

STEALTH SUIT, BOBO.

[ STOMACH GURGLES ]

Bobo: HEY, HOW WAS I SUPPOSED

TO KNOW THAT GHANOUSH WENT BAD?

Rex: MAYBE BECAUSE YOU FOUND

IT IN A GARBAGE CAN.

[ SUIT POWERS UP ]

Bobo: ON TOP OF A GARBAGE

CAN.

Dr. Holiday: Holiday to Rex.

ARE YOU AT THE SITE?

Rex: There is no site,

remember?

BLACK KNIGHT BLEW THE PLACE TO

KINGDOM COME.

Dr. Holiday: Yet it's still

guarded.

And thanks to the data you stole

from Providence, we know why.

[ STATIC ]

Rex: Van Kleiss back in time?

I still find it hard to believe.

Dr. Holiday: YOU WERE SENT

SIX MONTHS INTO THE FUTURE, REX.

IT STANDS TO REASON THAT THE

REVERSE IS POSSIBLE.

Rex: WELL, IF YOU EXPECT TO

FIND HIM HERE, MAYBE WE SHOULD

CHECK THE MUMMY MUSEUM.

[ RUMBLING ]

WE'RE SENSING NANITES--

DEFINITELY V.K.'s.

THEY'VE BEEN DEAD A LONG TIME.

Dr. Holiday: OVER 4,000

YEARS.

I'M ALSO DETECTING TACHYONS--

QUANTUM PARTICLES THAT TRAVEL IN

TIME.

I THINK IT'S CLEAR WHAT HE WAS

MAKING.

Bobo: A LATRINE?

Dr. Holiday: A time machine.

Rex: NO WAY HE PULLED IT OFF!

IF MR. EGO MADE IT BACK TO HERE

AND NOW, WE'D KNOW ABOUT IT.

Dr. Holiday: SOME OF THESE

NANITES ARE CONSIDERABLY

YOUNGER.

THAT MEANS HE WAS THERE IN TWO

DIFFERENT TIME PERIODS.

Rex: TIME TRAVEL GIVES ME A

HEADACHE.

JUST TELL ME-- WHERE IS HE NOW?

Dr. Holiday: THE MORE

ACCURATE QUESTION IS, WHEN IS

HE?

Van Kleiss: AAAAAAH!

[ GASPING ]

UGH!

THE ORDEAL IS...DRAINING.

BUT NOW, BACK IN MY OWN TIME, I

CAN REPLENISH MY NANITE

RESERVES AND--

QUIS ES TU?

Van Kleiss: I RECOGNIZE THE

LANGUAGE, OF COURSE--

CLASSICAL LATIN.

QUI-- Q-QUI ANNUS EST?

WHAT YEAR IS IT?

YOU DARE QUESTION A CAPTAIN OF

THE IMPERIAL GUARD?

AEGYPTUS IS A ROMAN PROVINCE!

ANSWER!

WHO ARE YOU?

DON'T BOTHER-- HE'S CLEARLY

SUN-MAD.

Van Kleiss: THE DIALECT, THE

DRESS-- THIS IS THE SECOND

CENTURY A.D.

A MERE 2,000 YEARS HAS PASSED.

I'M ONLY HALFWAY HOME!

ANOTHER ESCAPED SLAVE.

FINISH HIM AND BE DONE WITH IT.

[ GRUNTS ]

Van Kleiss: IT WAS ALL THE

FIGHT I COULD MUSTER.

I HAD NO WAY TO REPLACE THE

NANITES I'D SPENT IN THE

JOURNEY...

[ WHIRS WEAKLY ]

...AND MY GAUNTLET HAD YET TO

RECHARGE THOSE THAT REMAINED.

THIS ONE SHOWS SPIRIT.

HE'LL BRING A GOOD PRICE IN THE

ARENA.

Van Kleiss: OOMPH!

[ GROANS ]

[ LIQUID SLOSHES ]

SAVE YOUR STRENGTH.

WHERE YOU'RE GOING, YOU'LL NEED

IT.

[ DOOR LOCKS ]

Van Kleiss: [ SLURPS ]

[ GULPS ]

I INTEND TO.

OF THE MYSTERIOUS FORCE, THERE

IS NO SIGN.

YET I SENSE IT IS CLOSE--

PURSUING ME EVEN ACROSS THE

CENTURIES.

I AM CONVINCED IT IS A

MANIFESTATION OF TIME ITSELF.

MY PRESENCE IS A VIOLATION OF

PHYSICS-- AN IMBALANCE WHICH

THE TIME STREAM SEEKS TO

CORRECT...BY WIPING ME FROM

EXISTENCE.

BUT OF THIS, I AM CERTAIN-- IF

I DO NOT RETURN TO MY OWN TIME,

IT WILL SURELY DESTROY ME.

[ CROWD CHEERING ]

YOU ARE FORTUNATE, SLAVE.

TO DIE IN THE ARENA IS A GREAT

HONOR.

Van Kleiss: AN HONOR I LOOK

FORWARD TO BESTOWING.

[ LAUGHS ]

[ GATE CRANKS ]

YOU SEE? SPIRIT!

[ CROWD CHEERING ]

[ GATE CRANKS ]

[ CROWD CHEERING ]

Van Kleiss: [ GROANS ]

PUT ON A GOOD SHOW, LITTLE

MAN, AND I PROMISE TO MAKE YOUR

END A PAINLESS ONE.

[ POWER SURGING ]

Van Kleiss: INDEED?

[ GRUNTS ]

[ CROWD CHEERING ]

Van Kleiss: I, ON THE OTHER

HAND, MAKE NO SUCH PROMISE.

[ BOTH GRUNTING ]

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

[ GROANS ]

[ CHEERS AND APPLAUSE ]

[ CHEERS AND APPLAUSE STOP ]

[ CROWD CHEERS ]

Van Kleiss: ONE AGAINST SO

MANY?

HARDLY SEEMS FAIR.

FOR THEM.

ARRRGHHHH!

[ CROWD CHEERING ]

[ LION ROARS ]

[ LION GROWLS ]

[ LION ROARS ]

[ POWER SURGING ]

[ LION ROARS ]

[ LION WHIMPERS ]

[ BEAST GROWLS DEEPLY ]

[ BEAST SHRIEKS ]

Van Kleiss: ORDINARILY, I'D

SAY "TAKE ME TO YOUR LEADER,"

BUT I BELIEVE HE'S ALREADY HERE.

GREAT WARRIOR...

NEVER HAVE I SEEN SUCH A BATTLE.

I AM...

Van Kleiss: SEPTIMIUS

SEVERUS, 21st EMPEROR OF ROME,

FOUNDER OF THE SEVERAN DYNASTY.

AND, AS I RECALL, YOU POISONED

YOUR OWN COMMANDING OFFICER TO

GET HIS POSITION...

AND WEAR ONLY BOOTS TO CONCEAL A

PRODIGIOUS CLUBFOOT.

ARE YOU A MAN...OR A GOD?

Van Kleiss: I FIND BOTH

LABELS RATHER LIMITING.

NOW, THEN, YOU ARE GOING TO GIVE

ME WHATEVER I REQUIRE, STARTING

WITH A QUIET PLACE TO WORK.

I, IN RETURN, SHALL ENSURE THE

GROWTH AND SECURITY OF YOUR

REIGN AS EMPEROR.

YOU MAY CALL ME VAN KLEISS.

WHATEVER YOU DESIRE, GREAT

VANKLIOS.

[ CROWD CHEERING ]

Van Kleiss: ACTUALLY, IT'S...

GOT A RATHER NICE RING.

Rex: WHAT'S WITH THIS GUY?

GETS A PORTRAIT DONE IN EVERY

TIME PERIOD?

Bobo: MM.

[ Muffled ] TRULY A NUTJOB FOR

THE AGES.

MM.

SPEAKING OF NUTS...WANT SOME?

Rex: YOU'VE BEEN

DUMPSTER-DIVING AGAIN?

Bobo: I PREFER "FORAGING."

Rex: YEAH.

NICE SLEUTHING THERE, DOC.

Dr. Holiday: NANITES DECAY AT

A MEASURABLE HALF-LIFE.

I SET OUR SAT-NET TO DO A GLOBAL

SCAN FOR THE SAME FREQUENCY--

ERGO, ROME.

Rex: GREAT.

YOU SCAN FOR THE NEXT STOP,

WE'LL GRAB A PIZZA.

[ STOMACH GURGLES ]

Bobo: PASS.

I'M EXPERIENCING INEXPLICABLE

GASTRIC DISTRESS.

Dr. Holiday: Rex, it would

take months to scan the entire

spectrum.

YOU NEED TO FIND THE NEXT DECAY

FREQUENCY.

Rex: Kind of like nanite

connect-the-dots!

CAN I DO IT WITH SOMEONE ELSE?

[ STOMACH GURGLES ]

Bobo: HEY, QUIET, YOU!

RAH!

[ MACHINE WHIRRING ]

Rex: THIS GOOSE CHASE JUST

GOT A LITTLE WILDER.

MY BROTHER'S HERE.

Caesar: CAESAR TO BLACK.

WE'VE DETECTED PALEO-NANITES.

TACHYON READINGS NEGATIVE.

WE'RE MOVING TO THE NEXT HOT

SPOT.

[ STOMACH GURGLES ]

Dr. Holiday: TACHYONS-- THEY

WANT VAN KLEISS' TIME MACHINE.

FOLLOW THEM.

[ STOMACH GURGLES ]

Rex: COME ON.

Bobo: CAN YOU GIVE ME A TEENY

SEC?

I GOTTA FIND THE LITTLE

GLADIATORS' ROOM.

Van Kleiss: ADVANCES IN THE

LAST TWO MILLENNIA HAVE ALLOWED

ME TO COMPLETE MY LAB IN WEEKS

INSTEAD OF MONTHS.

RESTRICT THE FLOW!

DO YOU WANT TO OVERLOAD THE

POWER CELLS?

[ BEAST GROWLS ]

MEANWHILE, MY OWN NANITE SUPPLY

CONTINUES TO DWINDLE.

[ DOOR BURSTS OPEN ]

[ PANTING ]

GREAT VANKLIOS, PROTECT ME!

Van Kleiss: I'VE DIVULGED

METALLURGY AND TACTICS BEYOND

YOUR DAY.

NO MAN MAY THREATEN YOUR RULE.

THIS IS NO MAN...BUT AN

APPARITION!

[ GRUNTS ]

Van Kleiss: WHAT APPARITION?

SPEAK, PARASITE!

A SPIRIT OF DOOM!

NUMEROUS SIGHTINGS-- THE

INSULARE, THE ROSTRA, THE FORUM.

[ RUMBLING ]

LISTEN!

IT COMES! IT COMES!

Van Kleiss: FOOL.

IT ONLY WANTS ME.

UGH!

Van Kleiss: I RELEASE YOU.

[ BEAST GROWLS ]

GO START A FEW LEGENDS.

[ BEAST GROWLS ]

[ HIGH-PITCHED WHIR ]

NOOOOOOOOOOOO!

[ GASPS ]

BEGONE! I BEG OF YOU!

AAH!

[ RADIO CHATTER ]

Dr. Holiday: REX, THOSE

STRESS LINES-- IT'S THE SAME

PATTERN WE SAW IN EGYPT.

Black Knight: Report.

Caesar: THESE AQUEDUCTS ARE

TRULY MARVELS OF ROMAN

ENGINEERING.

Black Knight: HAVE YOU PICKED

UP THE NEXT DECAY FREQUENCY?

Caesar: Oh-- that. Yes.

Uplinking to our global net.

[ BEEPING ]

ODD.

THESE TACHYONS SEEM UNRELATED

TO--

Black Knight: We have the

next target.

SCANDINAVIA. MOVE OUT.

WHITE KNIGHT MAY HAVE PEOPLE ON

THE TRAIL.

I EXPECT YOU TO DO WHATEVER IT

TAKES TO PROCURE THE OBJECTIVE.

[ STOMACH GURGLES ]

Rex: Shh!

Caesar: I'VE INITIATED THE

SAME STEPS AS IN EGYPT!

COME ALONG.

Dr. Holiday: REX, WE NEED

THAT DECAY FREQUENCY.

Rex: JUST ONE SMALL PROBLEM,

DOC.

[ BEEPING ]

THIS PLACE...IS TOAST.

[ BEEP ]

[ BEEP ]

Dr. Holiday: Rex? Bobo?

Respond!

Rex: WE'RE OKAY, DOC.

NOT A MARK ON US.

Bobo: SAME CAN'T BE SAID FOR

MY STEALTH SUIT.

WHOA!

Rex: [ GASPS ]

[ BOOM ]

[ BOTH GASP ]

Van Kleiss: SO MANY LIVES...

IT'S BECOME A BLUR.

I DON'T KNOW WHO I AM ANYMORE.

ONLY THAT I MUST SAIL ONWARD,

EVER ONWARD DOWN THE RIVER OF

TIME.

NEVER RESTING, ALWAYS MOVING.

FURTHER DRAINING MY NANITE

RESERVES BEYOND MY ABILITY TO

REPLENISH.

AT EACH RE-EMERGENCE, I AM

PURSUED BY THE NAMELESS FORCE.

I NOW KNOW IT'S PERSONAL.

I AM A VIRUS-- AN INFECTION OF

SPACE-TIME.

CALL IT WHAT YOU LIKE.

THIS IS TIME'S ANTIBODY.

WHETHER I AM BORNE HOME OR

DROWNED IN ITS CURRENTS, THIS IS

MY FINAL JOURNEY.

Rex: HURRY!

I'M NOT SURE IF WE WERE

FOLLOWED.

Bobo: I'M SURE.

Dr. Holiday: DON'T SHOOT!

IT'S ME.

Rex: HOLIDAY?

SHOULDN'T YOU BE AT THE PLANT,

CONNECTING THE DOTS?

Dr. Holiday: NO MORE DOTS TO

CONNECT.

THE TRAIL ENDS HERE.

AND...I'M READING A HUMANOID

FORM INSIDE.

Rex: I'M CONFUSED.

IS IT A TIME MACHINE OR ISN'T

IT?

Caesar: IT'S NOT A TIME

MACHINE.

[ WEAPONS COCK ]

ARE THOSE REALLY NECESSARY?

Rex: NO WAY YOU'RE GETTING

THIS TIME MACHINE, BRO!

Caesar: I DON'T WANT IT.

AND IT'S NOT A TIME MACHINE.

Bobo: WELL, THEN, WHAT IS IT?

A MEAT LOCKER FOR COLD CUTS?

Caesar: SURPRISINGLY CLOSE.

WE USE THIS TECHNIQUE TO

TRANSFER UNSTABLE NANITES.

IT PUTS THEM INTO A STATE OF

DORMANCY.

Dr. Holiday: OF COURSE.

IT'S A HIBERNATION CHAMBER.

Caesar: ONLY HIS NANITES WERE

DORMANT.

THERE WOULD STILL BE NEURON

FLOW.

Rex: MIND TELLING ME WHAT

THAT MEANS, EXACTLY?

Dr. Holiday: HE WAS...AWARE.

THE WHOLE TIME, FOR HUNDREDS OF

YEARS.

Caesar: HE WOULD HAVE FELT

EVERY MINUTE PASS.

Rex: NO WAY!

HE'S TOTALLY A MUMMY!

Both: WAH!

Van Kleiss: RUN!

IT'S COMING!!

Bobo: WAH!

Rex: EASY. EASY, VAN KLEISS.

YOU'RE BACK-- BACK IN YOUR OWN

TIME.

Van Kleiss: NO!

NO, IT'LL FIND ME!

IT ALWAYS DOES!

[ WHOOSH ]

YOU MUST PROTECT ME.

[ RAPID BEEPING ]

Dr. Holiday: TACHYON READINGS

OFF THE CHART!

REX, YOU CAN'T AFFECT THAT

THING.

I DON'T KNOW WHAT CAN.

Caesar: IT'S A FIELD OF PURE

TACHYONS.

I'VE GOT TO GET A SAMPLE.

Rex: OH, NO, YOU DON'T!

Van Kleiss: I'M BACK!

BACK IN MY OWN TIME!

YOU SHALL NOT HAVE ME!!

OHHHH!

Bobo: SETTLE DOWN,

VAN WINKLE.

Rex: [ GRUNTS ]

[ SHUDDERS ]

OH, NO.

IT COULDN'T BE.

I NEED SOME WAY TO CONTAIN IT!

Dr. Holiday: TACHYONS CAN'T

BE CONTAINED!

Caesar: YES, THEY CAN.

REX!

[ GRUNTS ]

Dr. Holiday: REX, IT'S TOO

RISKY!

Rex: BUT I KNOW WHAT THIS IS.

CORRECTION-- I KNOW WHO THIS

IS.

[ POWERING UP ]

[ GROANS ]

AAH!

[ GROANING ]

[ SIZZLING ]

Dr. Holiday: IT'S...

BREACH.

Rex: BREACH.

BREACH!

IT'S ME-- REX.

Breach: REX?

ARE YOU REAL...OR A DREAM?

Rex: [ LAUGHS ]

YEAH, YEAH, I'M-- I'M REAL.

Breach: I WAS EVERYWHERE--

EVERYWHEN.

BUT I WAS NOTHING-- AN

EMPTINESS, NEEDING TO BE FILLED.

Dr. Holiday: THE AMP PACK.

VAN KLEISS CONTROLLED IT.

WHEN HIS NANITES WERE ACTIVE,

BREACH WAS DRAWN INTO HIS

TIMEFRAME.

Van Kleiss: [ GRUNTS ]

Caesar: THE FINAL JOINING

WOULD HAVE DESTROYED THEM BOTH.

Breach: GUESS I SHOULD SAY

THANKS.

Rex: HEY, WHAT ARE FRIENDS

FOR?

UM, WE ARE STILL FRIENDS...

RIGHT?

Caesar: YOU DID WELL, LITTLE

BRO.

Rex: AND YOU HAVE YOUR TIME

MACHINE THAT...ISN'T A TIME

MACHINE.

EVERYBODY GOES HOME HAPPY.

Caesar: THAT?

A CURIOSITY-- TRUE.

BUT IT WAS NEVER OUR GOAL.

Van Kleiss: [ SHIVERING ]

[ CHUCKLES ]

Rex: VAN KLEISS?!

ALL THIS FOR HIM?!

WHAT, ARE YOU JUST GONNA PUT HIM

IN JAIL?

Dr. Holiday: IT'S PROVIDENCE,

REX.

THAT'S THEIR JURISDICTION.

Caesar: YOU DON'T NEED TO

WORRY, LITTLE BROTHER.

HE'S GOING TO BE WELL

SUPERVISED.

Rex: CAESAR, WHAT IS GOING

ON?

Caesar: JUSTICE.

Dr. Holiday: I'M SORRY.

WHAT ELSE COULD WE DO?

Bobo: TWO WORDS--

CRèME BRûLéE.

[ STOMACH GURGLES ]

OOH.

RIGHT AFTER I MAKE A FRENCH

CONNECTION.

Van Kleiss: UGH!

Black Knight: WELCOME BACK,

VAN KLEISS.

YOU LOOK TERRIBLE.

ORDINARILY, I'D SAY GET SOME

REST, BUT YOU'VE HAD ENOUGH OF

THAT, I SUPPOSE.

Van Kleiss: [ CHUCKLES ]

Black Knight: PULL IT

TOGETHER.

WE HAVE WORK TO DO.

DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM?

Van Kleiss: YES.

I KNOW WHO YOU ARE.

IT'S BEEN A LONG TIME.

A VERY, VERY LONG TIME.