All language subtitles for 02. The Man Who Fell to Earth (Two)

Previously on Earth 2.
Away.

We were perhaps foolish to believe
there was no intelligent life here.

O'Neill wants to follow those tracks,

hunt down whatever creature
stole our cargo.

- We have crashed onto this planet.
We have lost most of our cargo.

I just saw a man
get killed by a rodent.

We have to be very careful.
We are in a new place now.

Everything is different.

Commander O'Neill died
because he forgot that.

Grendler. Stay. Keep digging.

I have ways of coaxing them back.

Those fools will pay their toll yet.

Dig!

Let me out ofhere.! I need air.!
Get off!.I need air.!

Where am I?
What- What the hell-

Been here three days, and some strange
part of me longs for the space stations.

I have no idea why.
There was no there there.

Nothing was real.

Even in my own bed, my own unit,
never felt like I was home.

Wanted to run away and start over
with a whole new hand.

Twenty-two light-years from nowhere?

Some planet dancin'circles
around some scorching sun?

And me, some nomad on a six-wheeled
camel, looking for shade.

Not exactly the new hand
I was lookin'to be dealt.

Vehicle, halt.

Hey, Danziger!
Why are we stopping?

Wasn't designed for long hauls.
It's a mining vehicle.

And damned if I'm gonna
burn her out the first day.

Alonzo! Lonzo!

Halt.! We're holding.!

Our pilot's a different man now.

When I met him, he was fearless.
Sucked the marrow out oflife.

Kid thought he could
outrun gravity forever.

Gravity caught up with him.

Brought you
some painkillers.

Thanks.

You had any more dreams?

Not gonna have them anymore.
That's done with.

How do you know? I mean, whatever
they are, they contact you, right?

You'rejust never gonna go
to sleep again?

Alonzo?

Alonzo?

Alonzo,
are you listening to me?

I've never seen anything like this.

Bess? Bess?
Morgan.

Yes? Honey, can you help me tie this on?

These KEVLAR straps keep coming
undone. Bess, we've got a problem.

We got a problem here,
and it's big.

The cyborg.

We shouldn't have one of those
things with us. It's not safe.

Morgan, what are you talking about?
Yale is as nice as can be. Yale! Exactly!

They're defective, remember? Morgan,
we didn't have Yales where I grew up.

We had school.

Nobody had Yales, Bess,
except the richest families.

A kid in my sector had one
till his memory wash failed.

The cyborg jumped 41 stories.

They had to scrape him up
off the station floor.

These things-
they're loose cannons, Bess.

They were supposed to have
been recalled when I was a kid.

All the Yales.
The entire personal tutor project.

How come this thing's still around?

Let's load 'em up, folks.
We're movin' out.

None of us knows what they did
to that kid Ulysses-

those creatures
that stole him underground.

Maybe we're too afraid to ask.

Come on, Uly. You've walked
enough. It's time to get in.

It's okay, Mom.
I'm not tired yet.

The boy certainly has your
stubborn streak, doesn't he?

I didn't ask if you were tired, Uly.

When'd you last get your vitals taken,
huh? I want them taken every hour.

Fifteen minutes ago.
Good.

We're picking up a hitcher,
Zero.

With the setting of camp
at the end of each day...

come the new unknowns life on the
stations never prepared us for-

the coming darkness,

chill of night,
the terror of sleep.

Hey, bring those solar shields.

How will the Terrians visit us next?

From below our feet?

In our dreams?

Will they reach out to our children?
Here's a piece. A puny one.

We should have loaded up on wood before
we left the last place. They had good wood.

Better fortunes
over there.

Dad, I'm just gonna be with Zero.!
Okay.

Race ya.

When the Terrians were keeping me,
they taught me all about...

their cool Terrian stuff.

Like- Like the way they can
stretch their arms really long...

so they don't have to get up if
something's too far away for them to reach.

Sticks like this one, but longer,

they use
for destroying their enemies.

Really cool.

But it's a little cold down there.

And-And the way their caves,
they wind around...

so that they can confuse
their enemies.

True?

True?
Dad.!

Mom.!
Dad.!

Oh, God.

Sweetheart, are you all right?
Oh, look!

The guy's delirious
or something.

Finally made it.

Knew you would get here.
Shh. Just rest. We're here.

It's okay. We're here.
Hey, buddy. Hey, listen to me.

Are you the only person here?
Is there anyone else?

Dry. Water.
Here, here, here. Shh.

Here you go.

Mmm.

Nobody here.

All alone.

But you've come for me.

I knew you would come.

Yeah.
Shh. Just rest.

We're here, friend. We're here.

Your mom was stupid if she thought
we were the only people here.

Shut up. You're the stupid one. You are.

I thought you children
were told to be in your beds!

Now, did you think we
were joking? Did you? No.

I cannot overstress
the seriousness of you both...

following your directives here.

Everything here is life and
death. Do you understand?

Who is he, Yale?

We don't know.

We are trying to find out.
He's obviously very hurt.

Are the Terrians gonna come up
when we're sleeping...

and come get us?

No. No.

I'm not scared. Even if they do,
the Terrians are my friends.

Go to bed, Uly.

Good night.
Good night.

The stranger travels light,
carries only a story.

Name's Gaal. He says he was
an astronaut, Pontel 7 project.

His cold-sleep timer malfunctions,

ship's dragged into this sun's orbit,
crashes.

Guy thinks he's headed home,

but wakes up here.

No people for a billion miles.
Stranded 15 years on this unknown planet.

Just the horror ofloneliness
to keep him company.

Now he's found us to welcome him.

Someone should tell him
I'm not the welcoming kind.

Can't sleep either, can you?

Come again?

You.

This godforsaken planet
won't let you sleep either.

How did you know?

I know.

I can feel a kindred spirit.

Is it the Terrians?

Have they found you yet?

Do the monsters visit
in your dreams?

How do I get them to stop?

I wish I knew.

You didn't come here
to rescue me, did you?

We had no idea
you were here.

We came to found a colony, build a hospital for the
children who can't survive on the space stations.

And your son was one
of these children? Yes.

We, uh-We're preparing
to move eastward.

We have no intention of being
in any one place for too long.

Our hope is to traverse this continent and
be establishing a colony in New Pacifica...

within 11 months.

We can't offer you a way home
for some time. I wish we could.

We would like you
to come with us.

Leave here?

I should like that very much.

God, 15 years, and no other humans.

I mean, can you even picture
what that must have been like?

I imagine he doesn't really know
how long he's been here...

because the days are so much shorter here
and the years so much longer.

And him being a Pontel 7 astronaut,
just-just lost like that.

Yale?

What is Pontel 7?

Galactic exploration project.

One-man vessel exploring
an 11-light-year radius from Earth's sun.

It was essentially a pork barrel. Made the
defense contractors happy for a couple of decades.

Mission was scrubbed in 2168.

Three dozen missions, and not one
shred of usable reconnaissance data.

Basically charting meteors.

Wow.
You know a lot, Yale.

Hi.

Um, last night when you came to us
so bruised and beaten-

How did you get so hurt?

Grendlers.

Uh-

Grendlers are what I call 'em anyway.

Slobbery rodents wouldn't blink
to rip the arm from your shoulder.

And they could.

Guess you haven't
had the pleasure.

No.

Uh, I- I think I've seen
one of those things.

Short, squat, ugly things?

Hi. I'm Morgan Martin, Deputy
Secretary of Interstellar Development.

How are you?
Guess you've seen one then, friend.

Last night, when I saw
the lights from your camp,

I thought it was a mirage.

My rescue was here finally,
after all these years.

Then two of them ambushed me.

Cleaned me out
of everything I had.

We had a cargo pod.

Everything we brought was stolen-
an aircraft, vehicles.

That's the Grendlers' way.

Traders by nature,
but not above a little larceny.

Julia? Could you come up here?

Um- Uh-

Excuse me.

Poor little thing.

Well, I guess she does it
out of hunger.

What? Who?
The little girl.

Stealing extra rations,

hiding them
in that satchel of hers.

Stealing food rations?

Well-

I guess her father
will reprimand her in time.

Hey, get away from that! Sorry, kid. You
can't have everything. Play by the rules.

Give it to me!
No!

Let it go, Morgan.
It's not hers! It's all of ours.

You can't keep secrets from us.
We're all in this together.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God. It got me.

One of those varmints.!

Bess! Bess.
Morgan? Morgan? Morgan?

Morgan.!
What's happening to him?

Morgan!
Julia!

He's got toxins everywhere.
He's lost his heart rate.

Cardio-vert.!

That's not working.
Cardio-vert!

Come back to me, Morgan!

Morgan!

I-

Let me give it a shot.
Let me give it a shot.

- What are you doing?
- An old-fashioned military method.

Danziger. We-We've lost him.
We've lost him.

Danziger. That's enough.

That's enough.
Please.!

Morgan.!

Your husband
will pull through.

Please don't say that, Gaal.

He's dead.

There are secrets of this planet
you do not yet understand.

He's not dead.

I've been stung by these rodents a dozen
times, and I'm still here to tell the tale.

What are you talking about?

The worst effect their stings have on
humans is to put them into a state of coma...

for a short while-maybe a day or two,
at the best of my estimation.

He will wake up. Give him time.

- You mean it's not fatal?
- I guarantee it.

Oh, my God!

Our commander was stung two days ago. We
thought he was dead, and we buried him.

The chances that Commander O'Neill was
still alive, buried under five feet of earth?

Probably six million-to-one.

But we weren't going back for him.
We were going back for ourselves.

We couldn't live, not knowing.

Oh, my God.

Oh, this can't be happening.

My worst fear.

Grendlers got here first.

Preliminary resonant scan of the area
show no sign ofhuman body warmth,

at least not aboveground.

Let's organize a search
party immediately, okay? Sure.

How are we doing?

It's amazing, the strength coming back to
his lungs. The levels are almost normal.

Think I'm, like, maybe becoming
part Terrian or something,

and we could ask the Terrians to help
us, you know, find Commander O'Neill?

And I could ask them...

'cause they think I'm probably their prince
or something, and I could just command them.

You were sick for a very long time,
Ulysses Adair, and I want you to take it easy.

You don't want to end up back
in your immuno-suit, do you? No.

He really is showing strength.

His mother wants him resting.

I'll be back soon.

Where'd you go?

Hmm?

I saw you coming back
from the north this morning.

North, south, east, west.

I was out looking
for your good commander.

Unsuccessfully, I might add.

Uh-huh. Well, do me a
favor, will you? Anything.

Next time you decide to go
wandering off, let somebody know.

Keep us from worrying
about you. Of course.

The Grendlers, you know,

they're like ants-
strong, ruthless,

can carry seven times
their own body weight,

crush a man's skull with one hand
if they wanted to.

I've managed to trade with
some of them over the years.

May I have your permission...

to try to contact them in the search
for our good commander?

How do you plan on doing that?

Well-

I speak their language.

Bess?

Yes?

I know you probably don't care, but-

I just want to say I feel bad.

I mean, I didn't mean
for anything to happen.

I... just thought the Koba
was my friend.

You're right, True.
I don't care.

I hope Morgan gets better.

Thank you.

You're a smart person, True.

I'm trusting that you don't have to
learn your lesson a third time.

No, ma'am.

Can I wait here with you?

Whoa!

Easy there, buddy.

Here. I'll teach you
how to run better.

You gotta bend your knees.
That's important. Bend' em.

Lift them up nice and high,
like that. Okay, good.

Now, when you see a rock, you gotta see
it before you get there and jump over it.

That's coordination. And you
move your arms, all right?

Lift your knees. Ready?
Okay, let's go.

That's it. That's it.
Move your arms.

Lift 'em up there. Lift 'em up.
Jump over those rocks.

Attaboy. That's good.
That's real good. Excuse me.

What are you doing with my son? Just taking
advantage of some of the wide open spaces around here.

What happened to your knee?
Nothing, Mom. I was running.

It's called a scrape. I want you
to go seeJulia, honey, right away.

Hey, your kid is healed, Adair. You
got your wish. Let him breathe a little.

I am pushing him at my own speed, and
please don't tell me how to be a parent.

I see how you manage your own
daughter. What's that supposed to mean?

It means, I think I would know
what kind of pets my kid was keeping.

Listen, we are all doing this
for the first time.

I would stop making assumptions
about how people raise their kids.

What is that? What is it?

Easy.

Let me deal with the creature.

Yale, come check this out.

Mangiest-looking thing in the whole
universe. Wouldn't even wipe his mouth.

I think I'm gonna puke.

We shouldn't judge these Grendlers
by our standards of good hygiene,

though he's quite unpleasant.

And he's coming back.
Hey, he's coming!

What happened?

Your good commander is still alive.

They have him? That one
says he knows where he is.

So how do we get him back?

The Grendlers want to trade. They
asked for your three power generators.

Our generators? We won't
survive without them.

- I know. I talked them down.
- To what?

One.

Morgan?

Morgan, if you can hear me,
you have to wake up now.

I need you too much.

I never would have come this
far away from home without you.

We're a team.

Please, Morgan. Please.

He moved.

He's back.

I'm... not dead, am I?

No, you're not dead, honey.

What was that?
I don't know, Morgan.

No.! Don't go, Bess.

Don't leave me, please.

Not with her.

She's good people, Morgan.

Just lay here and relax,
and I'll be back in a minute.

I'm just gonna go see what that was.

No.
Shh.

Be careful.

Bess.

You shouldn't have buried me.

I don't know where they held me.
The creatures kept me from seeing.

Seems like it was underground.
That's my best guess.

Those vermin.

If I thought any of you had any guts,
we'd hunt them down tonight.

Any takers?

Why, uh-Why don't you
just get some rest, Broderick?

- We're just all so happy that you're here.
- Thanks to Gaal's help.

Whatever they are, I heard words.

Nothing made sense to me,
but they can talk.

Incredible mimics, the Grendlers.

I taught a few of them
a handful of jargon over the years.

Spread like the wind.

Come here, son.

Oh, my goodness.

What did they do to you?

We don't really know.
They healed me.

His whole metabolism
seems to have strengthened,

even on the molecular level.

Well, welcome to the world
of the breathing.

How are you holding up?

Alonzo?

Where am I?

Who are you?

How did you get here?

I thought there were
no other people here.

What did it do to you?

What's going on?

It's all right, friend.
They had you in their grip.

You were dreaming.

Thank you, Gaal.

Not at all.

Who else to rescue you
from your demons?

What the hell do you want,
Martin?

I need to know something,
Commander.

Um, you know, that rodent thing...

that stung you?

It stung me too.

And for a while there,

biologically speaking,
it seemed like we were both dead.

What's your question?

Well...

uh, for that little time there,
when you were dead,

where did you go?

Where did you go?

Oh, I- I don't know.

A scary place.

There was bright light everywhere.
I couldn't see.

And there was this scratching sound,

constantly gnawing.

I can't think of anyplace worse,

nowhere.

Is that... sort of
where you went?

No, Martin.

I went to a better place.

I finally felt like...

I was home.

Home.

Oh, wow.

Do you think I went to hell?

I think you just weren't
ready to die yet, Martin.

Hey, Uly! Whatcha doin'?

Watching for Terrians.

Next time I see one, I'm gonna make friends
with him, bring him back to the camp...

so everyone can meet him.

What are you doing?

Well, I thought I'd go
for a little run.

You know,just around,
take advantage of all this space.

Think it's safe?

You sound like my husband, Uly.
I'm bringing my gear.

Hey. You wanna come with?

Just admiring.
Ah.

I never made it to Earth.
Never saw one of these land vehicles.

Well, I only got there once before myself.
Tour back in '64. Indian Ocean.

Word is you were with the Pontel 7
project, worked for my old pal Larrabee.

Sorry, no.

Larrabee?
Yeah, he headed up the project.

Damon Larrabee. Had a gap between
his teeth bigger than mine.

No?
No.

Well, maybe you were before his time.

I must have been.

I was one of their nascent missions.
Ah.

Listen, what was the deal
with those Pontel ships?

What was their fuel source,
antimatter?

I've been alone on this planet for 15 years,
no one to keep me company.

Actually, I count myself lucky
that I've yet to go insane.

I've forgotten my days
as an astronaut.

It was a different lifetime.

Ah. Of course.

Broderick, can, uh-
can I talk to you for just a minute?

- Sure.
- Allow me to, um, excuse myself.

Thank you.

What's up?
I'm worried about you.

Why? I'm fine.

I know that your every instinct
is to be out there seeking retribution.

What are you thinking, Devon?

O'Neill's a loose hinge, gonna go out,
get himself killed again? Is that it?

I know that going through what you went
through- to the other side like that-

must make you feel
invincible or something.

What, you been talking to Morgan
Martin or something? Actually, I have.

Well, dyin' didn't make that guy
feel invincible, did it?

Just use caution.

Always.
Thank you.

Take it easy, Uly.

Wait up, Uly.

Stay where I can see you.

Uly?

Uly.!

Uly? Are you all right?

I was waiting for you.
Oh. Okay.

Let's get going.

I'll see you, Uly.
Bye.

Hey,you guys. Over here.

Hi.
Hello, Ulysses.

What are you lookin' at?
Maps, routes to New Pacifica.

I went for a run.

Mmm.
I'm sorry, Mom.

I'll take better care of myself.

I know how much
you've done for me.

Will you please go get your
immuno-suit? Immuno-suit?

It's right inside.

Why do you have it out again? I
mean, I'm healthy, right? Please?

I'm healthy, right?
You-You understand, right?

We have a space problem, Uly.

We have this immuno-suit,
and, uh, we don't know where to put it.

You mean
I don't have to wear it again?

No. But now that you can take care of yourself,
Uly, you have to take care of your things,

and the suit is yours, and you
need to find a place to put it.

I can do that.

I know you can.

Thanks.

I'll be damned.

Human?

Just call me a magpie, Commander.

My gut told me
you weren't Pontel 7.

Thought it was a pretty good
story myself. Fooled the others.

Who the hell are you?
How'd you get here?

Oh, I'm just a poor boy
being punished, Commander.

Figured they were keeping
this place a secret.

I assumed that a man of your rank-

You weren't sent here alone,
were you? Oh, I had company.

Others like myself, who the space
stations didn't want around anymore.

So here they sent us-

the undesirables.

Killers, rapists.

To a penal colony.

Well, what happened with the others?
We were craven, Commander.

Only I was just a tad more craven
than the others.

I won the survival contest.

Why don't you have a weapon,
Commander?

- What makes you think I don't?
- 'Cause I guess you would have used it by now.

Well, not necessarily.

Do you want to die, Commander?

Is that it?

Because I can accommodate you.

I've killed 26 now.

Twenty on the stations,
six after I got here.

Your friends are in peril,

Commander.

In time, the women,
needy of guidance,

will follow me.

And the men, they will follow
you. Don't you hurt the others!

Do it.

Help.!

The commander... in the woods.

The Terrians.
I tried to fight them.

What? What happened?

They got him.

Every day we discover only
how much more we have yet to learn...

about this planet,
how to survive here.

Commander Broderick O'Neill
learned his lessons twice.

Maybe now he knows
something we don't.

New Pacifica still beckons.

For some it's the place
that holds the promise of Eden.

For others
it's our best hope to get home.

We don't know how we'll get there,
don't know what dangers lie ahead,

but at least we have a guide now.