All language subtitles for 01x19.Ring.around.the.Moon

- Paul.

What is he doing?

He doesn't know
anything about a computer.

- Kano, stop him.

- Ted, come away from there!

- Commander Koenig,
Commander Koenig!

Ah, ooh!

Ah!

- Ted, Ted!

Sandra, get security!

- Security to Main Mission,
security to Main Mission!

- Ted!

Ted!

- Help me!

John.

- You alright?
- Yes.

- Paul, check out all systems.

This is Main Mission,
all sections report.

All sections report.

- Switch on the big screen,
see if we can pick up anything.

You're losing picture.

Picture gone.

- Sir, scanner shows that
the object is not moving.

I do not understand.

Look at that monitor, it
is still getting closer to us.

- Sandra, are you sure that...

We're locked in its orbit!

- The monitor,
transmission coming in.

Earth men.

Do not resist.

You are the captives
of the planet Triton.

- Commander, power failures
in sectors G6, 8, and 11.

All transportation out.

- What about the
main power unit?

- I haven't been able to
get through to Anderson.

- Commander, I have his report.

All nuclear generators
and reactors check out,

but power is operating
at only minimum capacity.

- Sir, report from
Reconnaissance.

All but four of our
Eagles are damaged.

We're defenseless.

Kano.

- Computer unable to
make any calculations.

Insufficient data.

- Try every possible variable.

- Yes, sir.

- Why did they not destroy us?

- Paul, try to make
contact with them.

Use sound, light,
radio wave patterns.

The entire frequency scale.

And tell Professor Bergman

to come to my office, Doctor?

Helena, I want an
autopsy on Ted Clifford.

I wanna know
exactly what killed him.

- That might not be possible.

- Make it possible!

I want to know what
we're up against.

What do you know
about the Planet Triton?

- Nothing.

You know their
warning was transmitted

over every monitor on the base.

I've been to Central
Computer, and its memory cells

have no record
of any such planet.

Of course, I haven't
checked my own charts yet.

If only we could speak to them.

- Paul!

Any contact?

No response, sir.

- They must be receiving.

Ted Clifford wasn't transmitting

classified information
for nothing.

Well, if they won't talk to us,

we'll just have to
pay them a visit.

- I don't think
it'll be a surprise.

I've got a nasty feeling
we're being watched.

- We've actually
seen it, Commander.

At the base of the
brain in the cerebellum.

- Yes, a ball of
orange light, very weak.

Pulsating and then it died out.

There was little brain
tissue left to examine.

Most of it had melted.

- Melted?

- The analysis shows
that the cerebrum,

which regulates speech, hearing,

and important in
this case vision,

had expanded to three
times its normal size.

The neuronal system,
which transmits information

to the body through the nerves

was functioning at perhaps
1,000 times its normal speed.

Together they somehow
enabled Ted Clifford

to see and act as though
he were a computer.

- Alan, I want a
thorough survey.

Two zero altitude.

See if a landing's possible.

You can get closer if you can,

but under no circumstances
are you to touch down.

- Hmm, well these Tritonians,
they might not appreciate

our looking them
over, Commander.

I don't think we
should wait for them

to make the next move.

- We're taking a look,
that's the next move.

- Yeah, well it's the
wrong one, Commander.

They've already
killed Ted Clifford.

- Those are your orders, Carter!

Is that clear?

- Yeah, perfectly
clear, Commander.

Eagle 3 to Main
Mission, ready to lift off.

Eagle 3 to Alpha.

Koenig here.

- All systems A-OK.

- Range one zero
five and closing.

- I can see a kind of a surface.

No sign of activity.

Range eight five, still closing.

- Commander,
there's a beam of light

being projected from the sphere.

- Sir, scanner confirms.

- Commander, I'm going
for a 90-degree turn!

It's no go, Commander.

I can't get away from the light!

- What's their range?
- Three five.

- I can't hear you, Commander!

Range, two zero and holding.

- Switch to automatic, Alan!

- The glare is increasing!

- You're heading
into a force field!

Divert!
- Visibility zero!

- Carter!

Carter, answer me!

- It's no use, sir.

- They're on a collision course.

They're on manual.

I can't bring them in.

Should land close
by, about 700 meters.

- Rescue and
medical units stand by.

- Sir, there's no
way to get to him.

- We'll walk.

- They're down.

- Commander, this is Morrow.

Yes, Paul?

I've got their exact location.

North East 600 meters.

Mathias?

- Donovan is dead,
Commander, Carter is still alive.

- Paul, malfunction
in scanner systems.

They have all gone dead.

- It's no accident, Paul.

- An attack?

Commander?

- Yes, Paul?

They've jammed
the scanner systems.

They're up to something,
might be a missile attack.

You better get back here.

- We're more than halfway there!

We'll go onto Carter's ship.

I don't wanna risk
getting caught in the open.

Alright, let's go!

- John.

- Take cover!

Helena, stop!

Helena!

Do not be afraid, Dr. Russell.

Enter.

- Helena!

- It's alright,
John, it's alright.

- Easy, Commander,
you'll be okay.

- John.

They've taken Helena.

- Do we have power?

- Yes, all systems
are working now.

- We've got to get through
their force field, somehow.

- Without knowing
their energy source?

- What if we modify
one of our Eagles?

Double the power of
our anti-gravity shields.

Triple it, whatever the hell

it takes.
- I don't know,

it might work, I couldn't
give you any guarantees.

- Work on it,

Victor.
- Alright.

What about Carter?

- He'll make it.

- Good.

And copilot Donovan?

- Dead.

They planned it, John.

They just wanted to get
Helena out there alone.

- No, I don't think so.

Why take Clifford?

There's no connection.

- Maybe Dr. Russell
is a hostage.

- For what reason?

The way they killed
Clifford, the shock wave.

Locking us in orbit.

No, whatever they
want from us in return,

they could simply
just come and get it.

- Who are you?

We are of the planet Triton.

- I am from the planet Earth.

We know.

- Then you know we
mean you no harm.

We need your help.

No, Dr. Russell.

It is you who shall help us.

We are the eyes
of the planet Triton.

Everything that is, has been,

and will be is recorded by us.

For this purpose you
are to be our servant.

- Alan.

How do you feel?

- Oh, fantastic.

- What about your instruments?

Did they indicate anything?

- No, not a thing.

There was the light.

Just kept getting brighter.

Sounds crazy, a force
field made of light.

- That's exactly what it was.

- Lucky for me
Morrow brought us in.

- Morrow?

You'd switched on to manual.

He didn't land your ship for
you, you were at the controls.

- Me?

Oh no, I was in
never-never land.

- Get some rest, huh?

- Yeah, Commander?

Where's Donovan?

- Oh John, the
anti-gravity screen

will neutralize the force field.

It'll make a sort of
tunnel or a corridor

that will allow you to
pass through and land.

John?

- I heard you.

And when we hit that light
barrier anything can happen.

All set, Parks?

I assigned Parks
to this mission.

- Yeah, but we changed places.

Besides, Commander,
I already know the way.

- Have they gone?

- Just lifting off now.

- Return to anti-gravity
shields, 50% power.

- Range one zero zero.

- We're gonna stay
on manual, Paul.

- Very good, sir.

- Scanner reading?

You're clear, Commander.

- Anti-gravity
shield full power.

It's too soon, John.

Full power!

- Velocity 7.5, range five zero.

Range three five, velocity 8.3.

Velocity 8.5.

V-8.7.

V-9.1.

- Victor, it's working.

We're getting through!

They've reversed
the force field.

Carter, cut the engine!

Cut the engines!

Got to switch it to automatic.

- Carter, cut the engines!

Alan.

- Sandra, anything?

- No visual or audio contact.

- How long now?

- A minute five.

They are coming back!

- Any audio?

No, sir.

Commander Koenig?

Commander!
- Have you still

got them on automatic?
- Yes.

- Can you get them down?

- I'm switching them over
to the remote control system.

- Eagle 1 under
Main Mission control.

Eagle 1 touch down.

Paul, quick!

The scanner is picking
up another object.

- What is it?
- No idea.

- I feel fine, Bob, really I do.

- I'm sure you do.

- Why do doctors
make the worst patients?

- Probably because
we know too much.

- Blood pressure's
normal, 80 over 120.

Bone marrow count,
sugar, everything checks out.

- You alright?

- I just felt faint
for a moment.

My equilibrium's off, did
you check my middle ear?

- Yes, it's perfect.

- Wait a minute.

- How many do you see?

- Two.

I should see four.

Did you check my optic nerve?

Come on, Bob, tell me.

- Well, I can't explain
it, but from all indications

you're blind.

- Well, obviously
she's not blind.

- Obviously.

- Do you have any explanation?

- Only one, Ted Clifford.

- Ah, another
interesting account

in the Pyramid texts
of the old kingdom.

But here they're called
The Eyes Of Heaven.

Seems our friends
get about a bit.

- I talked to them, I told
them we meant them no harm

and that we needed their help.

- You saw them?
- No.

I only spoke to them,
to a voice anyway.

- We know one thing about
them, they can decompose atoms,

reduce an object to its atomical
components, pure energy,

transport it through space

and reassemble
it in another place.

That's how they got
you from here to there.

- Back on earth,
they've been working

on that process
for over 50 years.

- With machines,
they do it with light.

- Yes, but what sort
of light and how?

- When I was in the sphere, I
wasn't wearing my spacesuit.

- Oxygen.

- The Tritonians
might just be humanoid.

- John.

They've activated
her like Clifford.

She must be going to Computer.

- Notify Paul!

No one's to try stop her!

- Paul, Bergman here.

This is Main Mission
Control to all sections Alpha.

Attention all personnel.

Do not approach Dr. Russell.

Repeat, do not
approach Dr. Russell.

Don't touch her,
nobody touch her!

- What's the
computer transmitting?

- Memory Cell Three
Seven One classified,

the breakdown of our
life support systems.

- Can't you stop it?

- Only if we stop her.

- The computer's not
transmitting, Helena is.

Now as it is, she has 132
hours, that's 5 1/2 days.

That gives us some time.

- They exhaust the
memory cells, what then?

They won't need any of us.

They don't need any of us now.

- Then why don't they just
come and get it over with?

- Perhaps they can't
leave their sphere.

- That's it.

Something's preventing them.

- They're limited in
some way, a weakness.

- Everything they've
done has only

shown their
advanced intelligence.

No one's actually seen
them, I mean, not even Helena.

- No, but we've been
thinking of them as people.

What if they're not?

What if they're
simply an intelligence

with no physical form?

They're just as
trapped as we are.

- No, more so.

We can still move,
we can still get to them.

- We can't blast
through their force field.

- No, but maybe we
can bend it a little.

- There it is, Commander,
that ball of light.

Just like Ted Clifford,

except it's
stronger, more alive.

The same with her
cerebrum and her optic nerve.

Now once
Dr. Russell is activated

this ball of light
enables her to see,

well, like a high-speed camera.

- They needed her
there to implant it.

That's why it didn't
work on Clifford.

- It's their link.

Through Helena they're
connected to our computer.

A human conductor.

- Commander, she
can't take much more.

- Now what do they
want from us really?

Information, our
knowledge, that's all.

They're a sort of
reconnaissance team

sent out into space
to gather information

and then transmit it
back to Triton, that's all.

We did it ourselves with
our Deep Space probe ships.

- Then Triton does exist?

- Mmm, did exist.

No, this position of
this mythological planet

does correspond
to our galaxy charts

and I've checked it
myself a dozen times,

even through a computer.

But Triton is dead, John.

Blew up, disintegrated.

- So it's possible whoever
programmed Helena

and killed Ted
Clifford doesn't know

their planet no longer exists.

If I can convince them
their mission is obsolete,

they might release her.

- Unfortunately, we're
running out of time.

I mean, Helena's been activated

six times in the last 24 hours.

She's not gonna survive
another 5 1/2 days.

No, they've miscalculated
on their weakest link.

- She's not their
weakest link, Victor.

The circuit runs from their
computers to the force field

around us, to Helena, to Kano...

- And back to their computers.

Right!

So it's all up to Kano
to jam Computer.

We can't touch Helena
but we can break the chain.

You've tested it?

- Only once, but it worked.

When I jammed
Computer, the force field

was turned off for 3.2 seconds.

- Listen, you won't
even get off the ground.

- I'll need at least 15 minutes.

- 13 minutes 10
seconds from lift off

to getting through
the force field,

which of course won't be there.

- And you can get
me the 13 minutes?

- Plus 10 seconds.

It's easy, like
jamming a typewriter.

- Three keys locked
together is not the same

as locking them all.

When Kano was experimenting,
he only jammed one circuit.

Now he's set up
enough memory cells

to cause an overload
in 25 key circuits.

It'll take Computer 32 seconds

to clear each of those circuits,

which will give us the
time we need, 13 minutes.

When the computer jams,
the force field will shut down

just long enough
for me to get through,

with a few seconds for margin.

- Even if it works, what can
you do when you get there?

How will you get
inside the sphere?

- The same way you did.

Helena, I don't think they know

their planet no longer exists.

If I can convince them of
that, they may release you.

- But there's no time pattern.

I'm activated at random.

- Helena, please?

Victor and Kano have
worked out the details.

All we need now is for
you to go through with it.

- I don't have any choice, do I?

Standby.

The moment Dr. Russell
is reactivated, we lift off.

Commander.

Dr. Russell's been
reactivated, lift off.

- Force field eight zero,

seven zero, six zero.

Force field four
zero, three zero.

Kano, how are we on time?

- Any moment now.

Now, Kano, now!

- Visual contact lost.

Commander Koenig?

Commander!

This is Main Mission,
come in Commander Koenig.

- Eagle 1 here.

We're inside the sphere.

They're through.

- Naturally.

- Is it over?

- Not yet.

You'll be reactivated
in a few minutes.

But, for the last time.

- Paul, information
on Triton is in place.

Dr. Russell, now
you can only transmit

what we want them to know.

Computer's all set?

- All set, sir.

- Right, standby.

Well, I was never one
to turn down an invitation.

- Neither was I.
- No, Carter.

You stay with the ship.

If we're not back in 10
minutes, 15 at the most,

you blast outta here.

- Right, sir.

- You won't need that.

Alright.

- Get ready.

Welcome, Commander Koenig.

- Where are you?

We regret the deaths

of your people,
Clifford and Donovan.

- Sure you do.

Why don't you show yourselves?

We are here.

- Surely I'm no threat to you?

That is correct, Commander.

- You knew we would
jam our computer.

That is correct, Commander.

We have been watching Earth men

for many of your
Earth centuries.

We find them a very
primitive intelligence.

We could easily have prevented
you from leaving your base.

- Except you need me.

Dr. Russell will not
live long enough.

I'm to replace her.

The death of Dr. Russell

is also regrettable
but necessary.

If we're a such
primitive intelligence,

why do you seek our knowledge?

For when Earth men

decide to invade our planet.

- Triton is two million
light years away.

Time is an illusion,
Commander Koenig.

- Not to us and not to you

because your planet no
longer exists, I can prove it.

- Alright, standby.

We do not wish

to destroy your men,
Commander, or you.

We will if it is necessary.

- It won't be necessary,

because I can prove to you
that Triton no longer exists!

Victor.

- She's sending the
computations now.

- This is Triton's galaxy.

Do you acknowledge?

We acknowledge.

- This is Triton's star system.

We acknowledge.

- This is Triton's universe.

We acknowledge.

This is Triton's sun.

We acknowledge.

- The calculations and
confirmation you're receiving now

are coming through Dr. Russell.

You could check them.

They will prove beyond
a doubt - No longer.

- That your sun exploded,

that Triton and
the other planets

- Functional.
- In your solar system

have been destroyed.

No

Longer functional.
- Triton no longer exists.

Your function is discontinued.

And release Dr. Russell

and my men.
- No longer

functional.

Destroy.

Destroy.

Destroy.

Destroy.

- Follow me, this way!

Get inside, what
are you waiting for?

Come on!

Strap in, ready for lift off!

Let's get outta here, move it!

Right!

- So far, so good, you alright?

- Yes.

John?

- We don't know if he got out.

- The instruments show
the sphere is breaking up.

- What about the force field?

- It's lost its power.

- Visual contact.

- Just want to
satisfy my curiosity.

Hmm.

- What is it?

- You have a lovely
optic nerve, Dr. Russell.

- Thank you, Dr. Mathias.

- Why so pensive, Victor?

- Oh, I was just thinking
about that planet Triton.

All that knowledge and yet

perhaps knowledge
isn't the answer after all.

- Then what is?