All language subtitles for Babylon 5 crusade S06E13 - War Zone

The alien forces that attacked Earth
struck without reason or provocation.

Although they were driven back
by our forces...

on their way out, they left behind
a bio genetically engineered virus...

that has completely penetrated
the atmosphere.

As a result, Earth has been quarantined.

Repeat: Earth has been quarantined.
Do not...

Break it up!

I said, break it up!

Up yours!
We're not going to Earth, you hear that?

That's mutiny, mister. We have our orders.

I don't give a rat's ass about orders.
You heard what she said.

Earth has been quarantined
with some kind of a plague.

Now, me and the other guys,
we were born on Mars.

It's not our problem.

We're not gonna let you take us back there
and get us infected.

We'll take this ship if we have to.

Not a chance. You don't have
enough people to even try it.

No? Who wants to die?

And who's with me? Come on.

Out of the way, Captain.
This doesn't concern you.

-It's my ship.
-You can't stop all of us.

No, all I have to stop is you.
You're the mouth.

If you can't take me,
you sure as hell can't take my ship.

You get past me, she's all yours.

Who's next? Anybody else?

Half of you are alive right now...

because of my command of this ship
and the rest of this crew.

You gonna fall apart now?

Do you think I'm gonna let you get killed?

Now everybody get back to their stations,
and I will forget that this ever happened.

Move it!

Stand down. Get him to the brig.

Have the doc check him over
and make sure he's okay.

-You all right?
-Yeah, I think so.

Held them off as long as we could
till you could get here.

You did the right thing. This attack's
got everybody in a panic. Yes.

We're approaching coordinates
for Earth orbit.

Ready to jump to normal space, Captain.

Jump.

Let's take a look.
See how bad this really is.

My God.

Matthew Gideon, Captain.

Attached to
the Earth Alliance stars hip, Excalibur.

To find a cure to the Drakh plague
before it wipes out all life on Earth.

Anywhere [ have to.

Who do you serve and who do you trust?

With over 240 Destroyers
lost in the battle...

lists of casualties are still being drawn up.

But current estimates
place the death toll...

at between 6,000 and 7,000
killed in action.

President Susana Luchenko has called
for a week of planetary mourning...

for the brave men and women
who sacrificed their lives...

in the battle against the Drakh.

While there are countless heroes
worthy of distinction...

Yes.

-Anything new?
-Not much. It's a mess down there.

Everybody's trying to figure out
what to do next.

What about the aliens that attacked?
Anything more on them?

No, just a name: the Drakh.

But apparently some of our ships
are still in pursuit.

They're hoping to capture
a couple of them.

Damn it!

You know, this is one of those times
I wish I was still on a Destroyer.

This ship was designed for exploration,
not combat.

We got here as fast as we could.
It was over before we even jumped.

-There was nothing you could've done.
-That's not good enough.

How's Ens. James?

Doc checked him out, said he'll be fine.

He thinks you should put
this attempted mutiny on the record.

Negative.

He was scared. Who could blame him?
We were all scared.

I put him down because I had to.
That's enough.

You're being a lot more merciful
than he will.

His father's a high-ranking official on Mars.

He probably got on the line to his dad
as soon as he woke up.

The political situation between Earth
and Mars Colony is very sensitive.

Striking a crew member. They could turn
and bring you up on charges.

We're in a state of planetary alert.
Who's gonna care about--

-Captain, we've just received new orders.
-It's about time. What are they?

We're to proceed immediately to Mars.

Mars?

Did they say what they want with us?

Not us, sir. You.

And so it begins.

Drakh ship is accelerating,
making a run for it.

Comm. system's out.
We're venting air on all decks.

We can't take much more of this.

Stay with her.
Prepare to launch the distress beacon.

Tell them we've located a ship
that attacked Earth, and pursued it.

We intend to force her down
on the nearest planet.

Systems on overload, sir.
Massive damage to reactors.

-Launch beacon.
-Aye, sir. Beacon away.

Let's just hope someone else
can finish what we've started.

Mr. Eilerson, you see that?

I see it. Might be a meteor,
piece of space junk.

Send Jenson up to do a fly-over,
check it out.

We have to go that way anyway
in a few days.

Let's see if we can't find
that damned underground city.

No reason we can't swing by,
see if there isn't something of value.

Yes, sir.

That's the fun part
about being an archaeologist, Sam.

The present constantly getting in the way
of exploring the past.

But who knows?
Maybe we'll find something of value...

we can send back to the Corporation.

Nothing like the occasional surprise
to keep things interesting.

Gideon is the wrong choice
for this assignment. Do you understand?

-Sen. McQuate.
-Capt. Gideon. Thanks for coming.

Mr. Ames, Military Liaison,
Planetary Security.

Captain.

-Sir, I would like to explain--
-In a moment.

I assume you've been briefed
on the situation back home.

Well, you've only heard part of the story.

The planet is in a blind panic.
Mass rioting across whole continents.

Doomsday cults
springing up all over the place.

Earthgov's in chaos.
Nobody's even coming in to work.

Hell, why should they?
They'll all be dead in five years anyway.

-Five years?
-That's just a guess, Senator.

The high-IQ boys back home
figured it would take that long...

for the plague to adjust to our biology.

Once that happens...

every man, woman, and child
on the face of the Earth will die.

You know, Captain...

some folks think there might have been
life on Mars once upon a time.

If they did exist, they left no sign.

We'll never know who they were,
or what they did.

What songs they sang,
what stories they told.

Mars is a dead world.

Can't imagine that happening to the Earth
in a few years.

Can't imagine that happening at all.

Folks back home
are doing everything they can.

But the odds of us finding a cure
in the time that's left are just about zip.

We must look outside.

This plague didn't come out of nowhere.

Somebody out there somewhere
has come across it before now.

Maybe some alien race
we've never even met before can help us.

Or maybe the cure
is buried beneath some ancient alien city...

forgotten under centuries of sand.

We need the right ship
and the right person to find that cure.

The right ship is the Excalibur,
prototype Destroyer, top of the line.

That person...

is you, Captain.

Well, I'm honored.

But why me?
There are others just as qualified.

During your time captaining
an Explorer class vessel...

you've come across more new alien
life forms than anyone else in the fleet.

There are half a dozen captains
riding Explorer ships.

The rest are either too old or too cautious.

You're a dangerous man
when you want to be...

and right now we need a dangerous man.

So, are you up to the job?

Yes, sir.
Will I be able to pick my own team?

Some, yes. Some, no.

This is a highly political situation
back home.

We've had to make certain compromises
to get this show on the road.

A lot of people will be
looking over your shoulder on this one.

I understand, but just so we're clear...

once we go, this is my command.
I'll do whatever's necessary.

If that means
turning the entire galaxy upside down...

and shaking its pockets
to see what falls out, that's what I'll do.

I'm not subtle or pretty, and I'll piss off
a lot of people along the way.

But I'll get the job done.

Do whatever you have to do, Captain.
Make sure Earth doesn't turn into this.

Base, this is Shuttle 2.
Still no sign of that crash.

Coming around for... Just a sec.

Confirm, Base. I have visual lock.

It's definitely a ship. Origin unknown.

Relaying position.

Oh, hell.

I'm being fired upon.
I repeat, I'm taking fire.

Evasive maneuvers.

I'm being fired upon.
I repeat, I'm taking fire.

Evasive maneuvers.

That's when we lost contact.

Is there any way to get word back
to the Company...

to tell them that we've got trouble?

Negative.

The atmosphere is too heavily ionized
to get a signal out very far...

and the transport will not come back
to pick us up for another two weeks.

We've been out of contact
ever since we got here.

Until now, it wasn't a problem.

All right. What options do we have?

Just one.
Move out before they come after us.

We don't know they're hostile.

They could have thought
our ship was going to attack.

They didn't try to establish contact...

and they didn't wait to see
what he was going to do.

They ambushed him
and blew him out of the sky.

I don't know about where you come from,
but where I grew up...

that's definitely considered
hostile behavior.

Trace, give it a rest.

Look, they didn't send out
a general distress signal.

That means they don't want
anybody to know they're here.

Now that they know they've got company,
guess what?

They'll come after us.

We can't just pack up an entire expedition.
The hassle--

Is a hell of a lot less hassle
than being dead.

I got plans for the weekend,
and being dead ain't part of them.

I say we move everybody out...

maybe into those caves we saw
down by the cliffs.

On foot? What about the shuttle?

We've only got one left,
and it only carries four people at a time.

It'll take longer, and we might be seen.

Besides, I need it. I'm gonna take her up
outside the atmosphere...

and send out a distress signal
where somebody might pick it up.

It's also possible
that the wrong people could hear you.

Whoever those aliens are, they probably
sent for help before they crashed.

When that help gets here,
you'll be the first target on their list.

I know.

But like I said,
I don't plan on being dead anytime soon.

You just take care of these people
and leave the rest to me.

And this is Capt. Matthew Gideon.

Captain, this is your team.

Dr. Emil Horst, Microbiology.

Dr. Elaine Moss,
Pathology and Life Sciences.

We haven't selected
an archaeologist and a linguist yet.

And this is Dr. Sarah Chambers...

Medical Chief of Staff.

She'll be acting as your liaison
with the rest of the team.

Just a minute, Senator. What team?

He didn't tell you?

Nobody's told me anything.

I've just been sitting here
for a day and a half, cooling my heels.

I've asked you four times
to let me go back to Earth.

I have a sister back there.
I want to see her.

The Earth is under quarantine.
It's too dangerous.

Fine. I can live with that.

I can do a lot more good there
than sitting around here on Mars.

No one's just going to be
sitting around here, Doctor.

We have a very important job for you.
For all of you.

We've held off in telling you about it
until now for security reasons.

-But now that you're all together--
-Excuse me.

Sir, there's been a problem.

She got away. Again.

Excuse me for a moment.

What's all this about? What mission?

Apparently, they've got
some kind of prototype stars hip...

they think can help us
find a cure to the plague off world.

-We're the new crew. It's a--
-Get your hands off me!

-Stop it!
-Let me go.

-Get her.
-I said, let me go!

It seems we've found her, sir.

-Are you Gideon?
-That's right.

I'm supposed to be on your team.
Tell them to let me go.

Pay no attention to her.
Take her back to protective custody.

No, I am supposed to be on your team!

Damn it, let me go!

All right, everything's under control.

Just a sec. I wanna talk to her.

-Captain.
-I said, I wanna talk to her.

-After the meeting.
-One more thing.

I want my first officer John Matheson
on the crew with me.

That's problematic.
He's a telepath, after all.

There are sensitive feelings
back home about that...

what with the recent unpleasantness.

He's followed all the new rules
for telepaths to the letter.

He's the best first officer I've ever had.
He's on the crew. Period.

Let's move it out, people.
Just get your gear.

The Drakh killed my people,
my entire world.

I came here during the war to stop them.

I know more about them
than anybody else you'll find. I can help.

I agree, so what's the problem?

Our guest is a member
of the Thieves Guild.

She has a record as long as your arm.

We've kept her in protective custody...

because we believe she might have
some information which may be of use.

Besides, the presence of a thief...

would diminish the prestige
and importance of the mission.

Captain, let me do this.

Yes, I'm a thief, and a damn good one.

You need to get inside something, get out,
tunnel under, go around or through, I'm it.

You'll hit some strange places
and will need a lock pick.

There isn't a lock made
that I can't get through.

That we can vouch for.

My world is dead.

I don't have anywhere else to go.

-She's in.
-Captain.

She's in, or you can get yourself
another captain.

That's our ship.

-That's a ship? It's huge.
-1.25 miles long.

The most advanced and fastest ship
ever built by humans.

-It's beautiful.
-It'll do.

Good to see you, Lieutenant. This is
Dr. Sarah Chambers and Dureena Na feel.

Dureena is a last-minute addition
to the team.

Pleasure. Dr. Chambers, Ens. Rubino
will show you to your quarters.

Thank you.

Thanks for the invitation.
I wasn't sure they'd let me join--

It wasn't a problem.
How are the new digs?

Great. She's quite a ship.

We're still screwing down
some of the nuts and bolts...

but I think she'll be just fine.

I set the coordinates for the testing area.

It's well off the charts
so we won't be disturbed.

Any other surprises I should know about?

-Not now.
-What do you mean?

There was someone else
who came with me.

I thought he would be on the mission.

-Where is he?
-I don't know.

He disappeared shortly after we arrived.

I tried telling the others about him,
but they wouldn't believe me.

If he wants to show up, he will...

in his own way and his own time.

Sir, engines are online.
We can jump at any time.

Excellent, Lieutenant. Anything else?

Actually, yes.

I know you said it wasn't a problem
getting me here...

and I hate to contradict a superior officer...

but I suspect my status as a telepath
did come up.

John, you know what causes
most problems?

Ambiguity. Not knowing which decision
is the right one.

You're the best first officer
I've ever served with...

and I consider you a friend,
so there was no ambiguity.

And no problem.

Now stand by to jump to hyperspace.

Jump engines at your command, sir.

-Ready to jump.
-Jump.

Ship?

Pursue.

Computer, status on our distress signal.

No contact.

Are we getting any signals at all?

Confirmed. Signal from distress beacon.

Wait. I thought we were the only ones
sending out a distress signal.

Negative. Earth force military beacon...

detected at coordinates 9 by 12 by 16.

Earth force military beacon?

All right, listen. If we could hot-wire
that beacon to our system...

could we have enough power
to punch through a combined signal?

Unknown.

Unknown. Of course unknown.

Why the hell am I asking a machine
for an opinion in the first place?

Set course for the beacon.
Stand by to grapple and retrieve.

Confirmed.

Estimate we're two jumps
from the testing ground, Captain.

ETA, 4 hours and 20 minutes.

Outstanding, Lieutenant.
Made it in half the time.

Aye, sir. She's quite... Stand by.

We're getting a message from Mars.

Put it through to the conference room.

Captain, there's been a change in plan.

You are to proceed at top speed
to Sector 85 by 4 by 20.

What's happened?

We had a Destroyer
pursuing a Drakh warship...

which may have released the plague
into the Earth's atmosphere.

We lost contact with them two days ago.

Apparently, they launched
a distress beacon before being destroyed.

According to the modified beacon,
the Drakh warship went down on Ceti 4.

Your ship is the closest one we have
to that sector.

We need you to get there
as fast as possible...

to retrieve the ship and any survivors.

You said a modified beacon?

Apparently, there was
an archeo logical dig...

which was sponsored
by Interplanetary Expeditions...

which was in progress
at the time of the crash.

One of them hot-wired the beacon
to piggyback additional information.

So there may be civilians at risk?

Captain, right now we're all at risk.

Hello, Matthew.

I just wanted you to know
that I'm here and I'm watching...

in case you should need help.

Who is this?

Have you forgotten me so soon?

Sad, but the way of the world, I suppose.

Expect me when you see me.

What are...

Hello?

You'll have to let us know
if the area around the ship...

-poses any risk of contamination.
-I'll do my best.

What about the civilians down there?
Any wounded?

Unknown. We've tried hailing them,
but there's no response...

and there's nothing on our scanners.

Approaching Flight Deck.

This is where we get off.

You have the comm.
If any hostiles show up--

You'll be the first to know.

Good. Stand by for evac.
I'll be in touch every half hour.

And check the comm. system again.

I want to know
where that last message came from.

Aye, sir.

This is bad, all right.

We got trouble.

Let me guess.
The aliens know where we are.

Maybe they're telepathic.
Maybe they can sense our body heat.

They're minutes away from our position
and we're all going to die soon.

How's that?

You always jump
to the end of the story like that?

Why not? The story of my life.

I finally find a city like this:
intact, deserted for 10,000 years...

probably contains hundreds of patents
that I can exploit...

and I'm gonna die.

I can appreciate dramatic irony
as much as the next person...

but this is pushing it a bit.

Repeat. This is the Excalibur.
Can you receive?

Yes! Yes, we receive.

This is Maximillian Eilerson
of Interplanetary Expeditions.

Who are you? No, I don't care who you are.
Where are you?

This is the cavalry, Mr. Eilerson.

We'd like to ride to the rescue,
but we can't seem to find you.

We've moved into an underground cavern
for safety.

Good. Keep this channel open.
We'll home in on your frequency.

One small problem.

We have enemy forces
converging on our location.

Confirmed, Mr. Eilerson.
We have them on visual. Stand by.

Gideon to Fighter squadron.
Did you get that?

Confirmed, Captain.

Clear the road, gentlemen.

Counselor L'shan to fleet.

The enemy has received reinforcements.
They will be here soon.

Be at peace, Counselor L'shan.

So will we.

Let's go, folks. Move it. Watch your step.

Mr. Eilerson.

Captain, thanks for coming.
Now if we could--

I've been told
you can lead us to the crash site.

Yes, in general terms.

But we can find it just as well
from your ship.

-I know the way. I can show you there.
-Not a good idea.

They've contacted their fleet,
and we could have company anytime now.

How do you know that?

Because I intercepted and translated
one of their recent transmissions.

You learned their language that fast?

It's a knack. It's like this place.
I got the lights to work.

I found a system to shield it
from outside detection.

-But now that you're here--
-We're not leaving without that ship.

He can take us there, but I'll need you
to translate whatever we find.

So that's the deal.
Take it, or we leave you here.

You're bluffing.

I never bluff.

Any sign of contamination?

None so far.
Seems to be clean of the virus...

but I suggest we keep the breathers on
just to be safe.

What are we looking for?

Survivors and computers.

Anything to help us figure out
what we're up against.

Here's one.

Food processor.

Yeah, looks like.

Very funny.

Down!

Captain!

Take cover! Cover!

They got us pinned down. We'll have to
double back and get behind them.

I don't think that's possible
under this kind of fire.

Where's Dureena?

Hold your fire!

-Captain.
-Yeah.

We have enemy ships on approach.
I think you better get up here.

They'll probably come down
and take the ship.

Launch Fighters. Set up a killing zone
at surface plus one mile.

We need to get up there.
If we lose the Excalibur, we're screwed.

Besides, I just got this ship.

I don't wanna lose it my first week
on the job. They'll dock my pay.

Captain, this is Trace. I can get you there.
Meet me at the pickup point.

I'm on my way.

Wait, what about us?

They're protecting this place,
so there's someone else here.

Someone in charge. Can you find him?

Not a problem. Do what you have to do.
We'll take care of the rest.

I told you.

I will be here when you need me.

What the hell?

Don't complain.
We can use all the cover we can get.

It'll keep the enemy from knowing
how many of us there are.

He's here.

Last Cruiser is on an intercept.

She's gonna ram us.
Forward guns out of commission.

Ready main guns. Prepare to fire.

Fire.

Enemy has been destroyed.

One minute to power rebuild.

Getting a signal
from our team on the ground.

They've eliminated the opposition
and captured the Drakh captain.

Mission accomplished.

No, not yet. The mission's just beginning.

But as first days on the job go,
it wasn't too bad.

Tell them to come home.

What did he say?

It's rough.
I've had to approximate a few things.

I'm still trying to figure out
their use of the intransitive verb.

But basically, he considers himself
a prisoner of war.

He says that he will not cooperate,
and he will not betray his people...

and that he will not answer any questions.

That's fine.

For starters, we have his ship...

and once we've analyzed
the delivery system...

used to drop the plague
without infecting her crew...

we'll know how to contain this thing.
As for him...

there are plenty of people back on Earth
who want to talk to him.

They'll make sure he cooperates.

So you understand us.

Yes, we're sending you back to Earth.

And once there, you'll be exposed
to the same plague you used on us.

So if we don't find a cure
before the five years is up...

you go when Earth goes.

And when your world is gone...

who will support you?

Who will you serve?

Who will you be?

-Captain.
-Lieutenant, good.

That shuttle pilot
that brought me here, Trace?

He's good. See if he'd like to sign on.
I think we can use him.

And send a message to Mars do me.

Tell them I want Mr. Eilerson
on the team, as well.

Him?

Captain, from what I can tell,
he's a pain in the ass.

Yes, he is...

but we're going to need
a Xeno-archaeologist and linguist.

And he knows his stuff.

He may be a pain in the ass,
but he will be our pain in the ass.

Yes, sir.
Captain, that message you asked about.

We tracked the source code
to this location.

It's not far from here.
Does it mean anything to you?

Yes.

I almost died there nine years ago.

Don't go.

Don't leave me here.

Set course for this sector.
Let me know when we're ready to jump.

I'll be in my quarters.

And I just wanted to let you know
what was going on.

I don't know when I'll be back.

Mom always said that, being the oldest,
I'd have to look after everyone someday.

"Especially your sister Jenny.
You know how she is."”

You came out just fine, Jen.

Now I have to do my part.

We'll be back when we've found a cure,
and we will find it.

I wanna be there when my niece
starts her first day of school.

-Send message.
-Confirmed.

I remember you.

You're a Techno-mage.

You use technology
to simulate the effects of magic.

You were leaving known space
with the rest of your kind...

and you found me
after my ship was destroyed.

You saved my life.

What are you doing here?

I was having too much contact
with your kind.

They said I was endangering the others.

That I risked exposing our hiding place.

So they asked me to leave.

You've been watching me. Why?

I've been penalized before
for helping other people.

I've been trying to decide
whether or not I should risk it again.

If you were involved...

I would consider it...

if you should ask.

Then I'm asking.

With your skills,
you could be a huge asset to us.

I'd like you to come with me.

What do you want?

To find a cure for the Drakh plague
before it wipes out all life on Earth.

Where are you going?

Anywhere I have to.

Who do you serve and who do you trust?

I don't know.

Then I will go with you.