All language subtitles for Young.Justice.S02E18.Intervention.1080p.Blu-ray.DD2.0.Hi10P.x264-CtrlHD

I'm sorry your fellow
prisoners and your saviors fled.

I was looking forward
to 18 against one.

Your lust for needless battle
eludes me.

Let us end this.

Mongul is neutralized.

Forget Mongul.
Only the Key matters.

The Crystal Key... Is gone.

Our priority must now shift
to guarding the Key Chamber,

so that whomever
stole the Key

cannot use it to reactivate
the Warworld.

Agreed. But the Justice League already
holds the Chamber for that exact purpose.

And unfortunately, our Ambassador
has no appetite for direct confrontation.

Our only choice is to patrol the Chamber's
perimeter like mere security guards.

- It is galling.
- But, as with all Reach warriors...

We live to serve.

Look! I know this missing Key is
important, but we need to focus on...

Blue Beetle, the so-called Reach hero
has dominated this news cycle

with U.N. Secretary General Tseng
announcing his plan to present Beetle

with the International Medal of Valor
for saving the Earth from the Warworld.

That's a load of good press
for a traitor.

Hey! Don't blame Blue.

He's just much a captive
of the Reach as we were.

We have to set him free.

You know, before he conquers the Earth
and enslaves all mankind.

The Toyman's toys
don't come cheap.

In fact...

They break the bank!

No, no!

Aah!

Hero, what...
He nearly got us killed!

And the Reach stinks!

No fair! I get the hero who took
down the Warworld single-handed?!

This is Metropolis.
Where's Superman?

Here you go, officers.

Time to put the toy man
back on the shelf.

No fair, no fair, no fair!

Yeah, OK, yeah,
that was pretty cool.

And the Reach is, though.

Blue Beetle, Blue Beetle,
a moment?

For the famed Cat Grant?
I'm at your service.

Heck, I'm at everyone's service.
That's just how I roll.

So, you've begun
handling situations

that, once upon a time,
were a job for Superman.

Hey, if the Justice League's too busy,
I'm happy to pick up the slack.

Why am I still waving?

I look like an idiot!
Scarab, get us out of here!

The Reach desires the crowd's adulation,
and we serve the Reach.

Quite correct, scarab.

Fighting human crime
is without benefit.

Making sure the crowd appreciates it?
Priceless.

Given the recent negative publicity
over our hidden invasion fleet,

it is fortunate your puppet
is appreciated at all.

Please. The meat
loves their heroes.

You worry too much, scientist.

I am so honored
by your kind attentions...

And so honored
to be your hero.

That's not the way I talk!
And stop waving!

Look like
the Queen of England.

Great, now I'm Peter Pan.

Uh, as your profile expands,
do you worry about increased scrutiny?

Nah. I welcome it.

Let 'em watch.

Hi, La'gaan.
I'm glad your leg's all healed.

- Angel fish! You're here.
- I... Came to pick you up,

- Bring you back to the surface world.
- That's so sweet.

I was just going
to zeta back tomorrow.

I thought we could use the trip
as an opportunity to... talk.

To talk?
That's... Great.

We will soon arrive
at your home, Jaime Reyes.

Ugh, could we not?
Nothing's worse than watching

you and the Ambassador pretend
to be me to my family.

Any alternative tactic
would only endanger them.

Congratulations, scarab.

You took the words
right out of my mouth.

Breech of defensive perimeter.

Batgirl?! What are you doing?
You know this won't hold us.

- It'll hold for a couple seconds.
- Batgirl, please!

They're going
to make me hurt you!

The Batgirl cannot hear
your true voice, Jaime Reyes.

- And a couple seconds...
- Is more than I need.

Sweet dreams, Blue.

Scarab,
what are you waiting for?!

I am establishing the Impulse's pattern of
movement, anticipating where he will be.

Target point.

OK, they're down.
You won. Let's go.

I think not.

As this street is currently deserted,
we must seize the opportunity.

Scarab. Kill them both.

Scarab!
You don't have to do this!

But he does.
And so do you.

In fact, it will be a good lesson
for you to helplessly observe

your own body murder
your former friends.

The first kills are always
the hardest, my boy.

Might as well
get them over with.

Scarab, please! We've fought side
by side with these guys. Do something!

I must do
as designed parameters dictate.

Scarab!
Your attack is ineffective.

- Analyze this containment field.
- Analysis already complete.

Field displays energy signature
consistent with the alien cooperative.

Cooperative technology
draws power from kinetic energy.

The scarab's physical attack
is strengthening the force bubble.

It should know this!

Scarab! Do you have the means
to effectively circumvent this tech?

- I do. A side attack would...
- Don't explain! Do it.

I've reinforced Rocket's
force bubble with my magics.

Blue's not going anywhere.

Ha! Don't you get it,
extraterrestre?

Impulse and Batgirl were decoys.

A distraction from Rocket
and Zatanna's real attack!

I guess some first kills
are harder than others.

Scarab! Proceed
with countermeasures.

There are no known
countermeasures

against this specific combination
of magic and cooperative technology.

This goes well.

This isn't going well.

I'm sorry.

You're sorry?
I'm the one getting dumped.

La'gaan,
try to understand.

All those weeks in captivity
gave me time to think;

To... to gain clarity.

I know now,
I haven't been fair to you.

Shouldn't I get
to decide that?

You don't see it yet.
But the hard truth is,

we only got together because you
made me feel better about myself.

And that's not a relationship.
It's selfishness.

That's just how it started,
Angel fish.

What matters
is what it might become.

Except we'll never be anymore to each
other than what we are right now.

Neptune's beard!

- This is about Connor, isn't it?
- No. It isn't about him.

Or you. This is about me.
I can't give you what you want...

To be something other
than my rebound guy.

And you deserve more than that.

You're right, M'gann. I do.

Enjoy your advantage while you can.
The Reach track my every move.

And when
we're through with you,

there won't be enough left
for a DNA identification.

Nice death threat! Could it get
any more technical and dull?

Why are they not en route
to one of their headquarters?

We need to find out
where they're taking him!

Tell me our destination.

And I'll make
your deaths painless.

Oh, yeah, that scared 'em.

What do they hope
to find here?

Insufficient data.

We've got company!

And I'm otherwise occupied
maintaining this bubble around Blue.

Chillax, Rock'. We're prepped
for Queen Bee's tin soldiers.

- Hey! I was going to do that.
- You can still knock 'em out.

Oh, yeah! Crash!

Hey, hey, hey, let go!
Let go!

Rocket! The force bubble!

Holding!
But I'm a sitting duck here!

You were fools to bring us here.
Queen Bee is our ally,

and her minions
will destroy you.

If only these bubbles
were soundproof.

We don't have time for this.

Girlfriend,
someday you have to tell me

how you figure out
those backwards words so fast.

Maybe backwards
is my native tongue.

- Seriously?
- Come on, let's get to work.

Here.

You, uh, sure you've got
the power for this?

Me? No.

But I'll summon it
from those who do.

Man! I wish I could ask
what's going on.

They doubtless plan
to destroy Blue Beetle.

Ending you and this scarab
in the process.

Hermano, if that's your only
takeaway from our time together,

you haven't learned a thing!

I do not like the implications
of that scarab imagery.

We still know nothing of what
put this scarab off-mode for 4,000 years.

You worry too much.

They all die now!

Guys, this is all on you!
I still got my own Beetle to hold.

And Z's smacked in the middle
of her mystic trance.

Oh, great. Not like our tushes haven't
been kicked by one Beetle already.

But this Beetle comes with his own
personal kryptonite. Go!

Gone!

Ha! Crash.

Those Martians really can't
take the heat.

No, but stay alert.
He has other skills to compensate.

- Aah!
- Aah!

Aah!

You can thank us later.

Green Beetle is outnumbered. You must
summon Black Beetle immediately.

Black Beetle cannot leave his post
guarding the Warworld's Key Chamber.

Nor do I require his help.

Uh, Z,
we're on the clock, here.

Wicked!

Fools! You will all die!

Aaah!

Aah!

No!

Beetles Blue and Green are off-mode.
We've lost both!

Why didn't you listen?
I warned you!

Say one... More... Word.

- Ahh.
- Zatanna, you OK? Did it work?

Or are we back to square one?

- Who controls the Beetles?
- Well, let's find out.

It worked. Jaime and B'arzz O'oomm
are back in control of their own bodies.

It's true. I can feel it!

I'm free of the Reach.

For real this time.

You're 100% sure? Because
we've been through this before.

I am certain of it.

Reading no external signals
since Zatanna worked her mojo.

Neither Beetle is in contact
with the Reach.

Hey, hey, hey, hermano!
Congrats!

Thank you.

- Congratulations, Jaime Reyes.
- Oh, right. Like you're happy about this.

I am! I swear!

If this mistrust is your only
takeaway from our time together,

you haven't learned a thing.

This scarab far prefers our partnership
to being slaves to the Reach.

- You know, I believe you.
- Of course you do. Up high.

It has been so long...

I had all but forgotten the sensation
of controlling my own body.

My gratitude knows no bounds.

Uh, that's great, but Queen Bee's goons
are waking up!

Which means it's time to go.

So spill. How did you know
how to cure us?

That temple wasn't even
in the Reach's database.

Bumblebee and I first came across it
months ago, on another mission.

I couldn't help noticing
the Blue Scarab imagery,

and recorded a holographic file
of the symbols in hieroglyphics.

Dr. Fate was able to translate the glyphs,
which revealed a mystic ceremony

the ancients had used to cleanse
the scarab of Reach control.

That's why my scarab
was off-mode when I found it.

I had been cleansed upon landing
on Earth 4,000 years ago.

Because the ritual
used magic of human origin,

Fate, a lord of order,
could not perform it.

So he prepped me instead.

Meanwhile, Batgirl
and I got with the hacking.

Starting with the computer files of the
previous Blue Beetle, the late Ted Kord.

Ted's files revealed that
an archaeologist named Dan Garrett

first discovered both the temple
and the scarab in 1939.

It fused with him
the way it fused with you,

but Dan assumed it was some kind
of mystic artifact,

and he used it to become the first
Blue Beetle of modern times.

When Dan passed away, he left
the scarab to his protege, Ted Kord.

But Kord quickly realized
the scarab was alien technology.

Since he wasn't about to let
an alien device fuse to his spine,

he locked the scarab away.

But Garrett still inspired Ted
to become the second Blue Beetle,

even with no superpowers.

Ah, I hear those are optional.

Anyway, Ted suspected
the Light wanted the scarab back in play.

He tried to stop them from stealing it,
and paid the ultimate price.

That's where you came in.

Guess I wasn't exactly what
the Light or Reach had in mind.

But why keep all this from me?

Because it took months
for me to learn the ritual.

And not to mention, configure
the ancient Bialyian incantations

to work in concert
with my magic.

And you couldn't risk
letting the Reach know

the temple existed
until you were ready.

You managed to keep
your mouth shut? You?

Hey, making sure you stayed a hero was
the main reason I came back to the past.

So I was motivated to take my mouth
off-mode. Don't you get used to it, now.

Great news, Team.
Nightwing, out.

What's great news?

The Team freed Blue Beetle
and Green Beetle from Reach control.

Terrific. You need me,
I'm watching TV.

Um, is Connor around?

He said something about
going out with Wendy Harris.

Oh. Right...

I realize my order to throw
the fight against the children

was disappointing,
and you have my sympathies.

But it was a necessary evil.

Now the Light's plans for
the Reach, the League and the Team

may proceed on schedule.