All language subtitles for Pandora (2019) - 01x05.TRUMP.English

Previously, on Pandora...

- So, what's your story, Jax?
- Her parents were killed at New Portland.

I am never going to let this go.

- My pop's telepathic.
- C.I.S.?

Jail. My dad served
in the military, too.

He said EarthCom did some pretty
messed-up stuff during the war.

This ship must never reach the earth.

The Tereshkova, she's gone, destroyed.

We should go on a date.

Working with a team is different.

Avar Sumitov, reporting for duty.

You start to feel responsible.

- Magda Coy.
- To Magda and Avar.

Magda and Avar.

All right, let's concentrate, Pilar.

It's going to get
pretty hairy out there.

I've got this, Commander.

Proximity alert.

Navigation hazard detected.

I'm impressed by the way
you handle the ship, Pilar.

You're a natural born pilot.

It's a piece of cake when
you can use nanotech to jack

directly into the Earhart
guidance and sensor systems.

I'm better at detecting
asteroids than the ship itself.

Yeah? You know, it's not too late

to reconsider Command
Track for next semester.

I was considering it,

but after we lost Magda and Avar,

I realized I can't be
responsible for others.

Only myself.

We're all responsible for others, Pilar.

It's not about those you lose.

It's about those you can save.

Right, we've arrived at the debris

of the battle cruiser Tereshkova.

Well done. You've completed
your training mission.

I'll take over from here.

I thought the Tereshkova blew up

a few thousand klicks from here.

Yeah, it did, but the
remains of the ship

must have got caught up in
the gravitational attraction

from that asteroid belt.

I understand how
attraction works, Commander.

I see it every time you
and Jax are together.

What's the deal with you two anyway?

- There is no deal.
- Keep telling yourself that.

Maybe you'll actually
start believing it too.

What's wrong?

I'm detecting something.

A beacon.

Really? We're not picking up
anything on the ship sensors.

It's out there, trust me.

Yeah. Got it.

What is it, some sort
of distress signal?

No. A proximity alert.

Out here? That's strange.

I should earn extra credit for this.

That is where the signal
is coming from, Commander.

Get the ship as close as you can.

I'll suit up and go out
there and retrieve it.

What do you think it is?

I have to admit, I was dubious

when you suggested taking
Pilar along on this mission.

Well, EarthCom had searched
the area dozens of times

with little success.

But as I'd hoped, Pilar's
nanotech enhancements

allowed us to amplify the
sensitivity of our instruments.

Hmm. You're sure she
doesn't know what this is?

No. I told her it was an
engine thrust control module.

And she didn't question you?

No, she's more concerned with
getting an A on her assignment.

A for Pilar.

A-plus for you, Mr. Duvall.

I've run some preliminary scans,

but the data seems to
be quantum encrypted.

It's programmed to do that
when it detects damage.

It'll take data-recovery
several weeks to restore it.

Well, EarthCom should be excited

to hear that the Tereshkova's black box

has finally been found.

Absolutely no one can know about this.

Sir, we lost hundreds of
men and women on that ship.

That black box could be the closure

that their loved ones are looking for.

The reason the Tereshkova exploded.

As you know, EarthCom is concerned

the Zatarians are rearming for war.

If anything is on this recorder
that implicates the Zatarians,

even tangentially,

in the destruction of the Tereshkova,

it could light the fuse on a conflict

even worse than the last one.

Millions could die.

So we need to keep the discovery
of this black box a secret

until it's decrypted

and I know exactly what is on it.

Do I make myself clear?

Crystal, sir.

- Synced and corrected by Firefly -
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Oh!

I think you just woke up
the whole school, Atria.

Wow, that was delightful.

And a total surprise.

Uh, what was a surprise?

If you have sex with the
same person multiple times,

it just gets better.

It could have something to do

with the quality of your partner.

Oh.

Or it could just be

us establishing an emotional bond.

You know, acting like a human.

- Hmm.
- Finding your soul.

So, how do I know which one it is?

Could be both.

But let's just keep doing
it until you get an answer.

Yay.

Mm-mm. Mm-mm.

Audio only.

You need to get down
to the Black Hole right away.

It's urgent.

As I've said before,

I go by the given name of Billy Dwayne,

and I know I can be an awful pain.

But since we're friends,

feel free to call me Billy D.,
ladies and gentlemen.

That's right.

Billy D! Billy D!

Say it again.

You okay?

Not really.

I thought you'd be excited to see him.

What's wrong? Who is that guy?

He's my father.

This lady, she rubbed
me down, she look fine.

I smiled up at her and said,

"I rang the doorbell, didn't I?"

Ding-dong!

I don't understand why
you're so mad at your dad.

I think he's a hoot.

There is nothing funny about a
person who ditches their family.

I thought he fought in the war.

Well, if you think
he's some sort of hero,

then feel free to go
hang with him, Atria.

Okay.

I'm so out of here.

Wait. Don't you at least
want to talk to him?

I have absolutely nothing
to say to that man.

- Hey!
- He's still supposed to be in jail.

I don't know how he got
out, but I guarantee you

if he's here, he's upto no good.

Now, I want you all to
think of your favorite drink.

You know, the kind that's
really sweet and tasty

but you can't afford it.

Listen closely, barkeep,

because we are going on a bender,

and Billy D. is providing
the legal tender.

Somebody touch the center of my palm.

Oh.

Now you, you sassy little minx...

... that makes my knees quake,

all you want is a strawberry milkshake.

Wow, that's right!

Uh-huh. Uh-huh.

Okay. Now you, my techno friend,

you think I don't know.

But all you need is a glass of H2O.

- With ice!
- That's affirmative.

Affirm your ass to the bar.

Okay, this one is, uh, pretty hard.

But I got it.

Barkeep!

Please get a blue safari
for the man from...

Zatari.

You are correct.

That is what I imbibe.

Most impressive.

Touch my palm, pretty lady.

Hmm.

Ha.

Hey, this man distracted me.

Touch it again, please.

So? What's my drink of choice?

Ha. You...

you want a mojito, right?

Yeah.

- That's right.
- Ha!

Billy D. is never wrong,

and if I am, bang a gong.

Get out of here, go on.

Go on, yeah.

Hi.

Allow me to introduce myself.
I'm Tierney. And you are?

Jax.

You're, um...

You're a friend of
Billy D.'s son, right?

I saw you two talking.

You're very observant, aren't you?

You don't care for mojitos, do you?

Not really.

I have never seen anyone
stump Billy D. before.

You're quite unique.

Doesn't sound like a compliment.

He can't read you, and I wonder why.

Tommy...

Tommy, my boy.

How did you get out of jail?

Let's not talk about that.

Allow me to introduce you to my fiancée.

Hello, Thomas. I'm Tierney.

Your dad talks about you all the time.

What are doing here? I
know you want something.

I'm here to see you, son.

We got a lot to catch up on.

You need money, don't
you? Just admit it.

And this charming little thing
must be your little sweetheart.

We have a lot of sex,
if that's what you mean.

Oh! You're a little pistol.

My son is a lucky boy.

Look, I know you didn't
come here just to catch up.

You may be able to fool
everybody else, but not me.

It was great to meet you, Mr. Ross.

Perhaps alerting him to his
father's presence was an error.

I'm thinking about switching
back to Command Track.

I thought you were all
about the Exploratory Corps?

Discovering strange new
worlds and civilizations,

sciencing the heck out of the universe.

I was.

But I performed at
such an exemplary level

on my training mission with Xander

that he's asked me to
rethink my decision.

Training mission? What training mission?

He let me fly the Earhart
to the asteroid belt,

and to the debris field
of the Tereshkova.

Wait, what about the Tereshkova?

Due to my innate ability

to amplify the precision
of the ship's sensors,

we found an engine control module.

Did it ever occur to
you Xander might have

taken you out there intentionally?

He said it was a training mission.

Why would Xander take a
student out to the site

of a catastrophic
disaster just to train?

That doesn't make any sense.

Because I'm not an ordinary student.

Do you always mistrust the
men you have a thing for?

The only thing I have a thing for

is finding out what
happened to my parents,

and it may have to do with
the destruction of that ship.

Hey, Tommy, wait up.

Why are you still here?

Hey, don't be like that, Tommy.

It's been a long time since
we spent some time together.

You know, I want to
see how you're doing.

So...

how you liking your time here at FTA?

Since when do you care?

After the war, you
came home for one week.

I had a reason for that.

It's hard to explain.

But, hey, I'm here now.

Yeah, how is that even possible?

You got a seven-year sentence

for cheating high-end
poker players at Macau.

Parole for good behavior.

Excellent behavior, as a matter of fact.

For once in your life, will
you just stop lying to me.

Fine.

I may have got myself
into a tiny bit of trouble.

- Yeah, shocking.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Look...

I placed a hefty bet
on a Zatarian equine.

I'm not talking a long shot here.

I mean a sure thing.

But the wretched nag threw
a shoe on the homestretch.

I mean, that's pure bad luck.

So you owe money to the bookies again.

I placed the bet with
the Hypatia Syndicate.

I'm talking a real
vicious bunch of ladies.

I mean, who said they
were the fairer sex?

They want me to do an errand for them.

And if I don't,

they're going to throw me out of
an airlock without a spacesuit.

I've been told it's an
unpleasant way to die.

Why are you telling me this?

I'm here on a scholarship.
I don't have money.

That's the thing, son.
They don't want money.

There's an ancient alien artifact.

Nobody knows the extraterrestrial race

that created it.

It's called the Jindoo.

It's stored in the vault in
the Academy Museum Archive.

The Jindoo is valuable,

and the Hypatia Syndicate would like me

to procure it for them.

You mean as in steal it.

"Steal" is such an ugly word.

I don't like it.

Why don't we say "purloin"?
It's much more poetic.

More like pathetic.

Son, I wouldn't bother you, but...

I can't acquire the
Jindoo without your help.

Look, Dad...

I'm glad you came clean with me.

I wish I could believe
that you were sincere.

And I wish I could believe
you were capable of changing.

But I can't.

You have burned me too many times.

So just do us both a favor

and get the next shuttle off Earth.

Just go away and leave me alone.

I can't help you.

Dismissed. Thank you.

Remember papers next week, please.

- Xander.
- Jax.

Why do I get the feeling you're not here

for a friendly little chat?

Well, because I'm not.

I heard you took Pilar
to the asteroid belt,

and to the wreckage of the Tereshkova.

Why would you take her instead of me?

Because I wanted to evaluate
her skills as a pilot.

And recruit her to Command Track, huh?

Or were you trying to
recruit her to C.I.S.?

Jax, I can assure you
that was not my intention.

And you need to lower your voice.

So it was an accident
that you just happened

to stumble across the debris
field from the Tereshkova?

And then, let me get this straight,

then you just happened to
find a piece of wreckage

that was worth salvaging.

I don't buy it. You...

You ask me to trust you,
you say you want to help me,

and then you just keep lying to me.

Jax, I know you need to find out
what happened to your parents,

and I respect that, I really do.

But this is not all about you.

Sometimes you ask me
questions that I cannot answer.

That is not good
enough, and you know it.

It feels like you've been angry with me

ever since we lost Magda and Avar

at the Parallax research facility.

You blame me, don't you?

Of course not.

But you do.

You blame yourself.

You're not the only one.

I still blame myself every
day for what happened to Greg.

Everyone I get close to dies. I'm...

I'm bad luck.

Not to me.

I know you found something
important out there,

something that may have to do
with the death of my parents.

I just need you to tell me what it is.

I wish I could, Jax. I really do.

- But I simply can't.
- Why?

It is a matter of EarthCom security.

I am under orders.

You may not have to
answer to anyone, but I do.

I am only following orders.

Just following orders.

I learned in history class that
the "superior orders defense"

was the same excuse used
in the Nuremberg Trials.

It's the defense of cowards.

So now you're calling me a Nazi?

That seems pretty unfair, Jax.

If you carry on running
around doing whatever you want,

whenever you want,

you're going to end up
alienating your friends

and getting expelled.

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to call you a Nazi.

That was...

that was kind of harsh.

Yeah.

It was a bit.

I'm sorry.

Beyond program.

Western Town activated.

Oh, yeah.

I didn't know you could ride horses.

How did you find me?

It wasn't very hard.

Atria said you like to come to this sim

- when you want to be alone.
- Exactly. When I wanna be alone.

So what, exactly, did your dad do

that made you so upset?

He wants something from me.

Needs my help with one
of his crazy schemes.

What crazy scheme is that?

He says he owes a bunch of
money to the Hypatia Syndicate,

and they'll kill him if he doesn't pay.

How much does he owe?

They don't want money.

They want him to steal
something from the FTA Museum.

The Jindoo.

He needs my help to pull it off.

You're not seriously thinking

about helping him, are you?

Are you kidding? Or course not.

Well, that's a relief.

All right, well, let me know

if there's anything I can do to help.

I'm going to let you get back to...

whatever it is you're doing here.

Just riding in to clean up another town.

I know.

And it ain't big enough
for the both of us,

so I'm gonna go.

Hi-yo, Silver.

Hello, Thomas.

Seriously?

If you don't help your father,

you'll regret it for
the rest of your life.

Did Billy D. send you to convince me?

Your father doesn't know I'm here.

You're wasting your time.
I'm not even interested.

He's really special to me, Thomas,

and he needs our help.

Anybody ever tell you you
got terrible taste in men?

How much do you really
know about your dad?

Maybe it's time you
heard his real story.

Billy Dwayne Ross
was a brave platoon leader.

EarthCom realized your
father was special.

He always knew exactly
which soldier under him

to give which assignment.

And he was always right,

because he was an empath.

Sound familiar?

The rare gene which creates
them was passed down to you

from your father.

I may be an empath,

but I'm no mind reader.

Neither was he... until the surgery.

After they confirmed his aptitude,

they cut Billy D.'s head wide open

and amplified your father's
abilities a hundredfold.

Some telepaths. became spies.

The best ones were turned
into interrogators.

In what sector will the Zatarians

launch their next major attack?

Billy D. has the ability

to invade another
person's consciousness.

It's called Mind-Diving.

The next attack will be in Sector 347.

My mom never told me any of this.

Because she never knew
about what your dad did.

Everything the ETC did was top secret.

So if he's so traumatized,

why does he always want to
be the life of the party?

To hide the agony he
experiences every day.

All the memories of pain
and trauma from the war.

So this whole Mr. Cool
Billy D. thing is all...

Just a mask.

An elaborate coping mechanism.

Much like this VR simulation is for you.

I don't know.

Western Town terminated.

You're an empath, Thomas.

You can feel I'm telling the truth.

When your father's in contact with you,

his telepathic abilities
are amplified exponentially.

That's why he needs you
to help steal the artifact.

So, what's your part in all this?

Let's just say I understand
what he needs.

And what he needs right
now, more than anything,

is his son.

Whether he lives or
dies is all up to you.

What do you want?

Billy D.'s in danger.

I love him, and I need
you to help save him.

Does this have to do
with stealing the Jindoo?

I told you when we met you're unique.

Your thoughts are naturally
resistant to detection.

Any idea why?

I don't know.

But we can use that ability to
pull off this heist together.

And I need your help to
convince Thomas to do it too.

Thomas already made up his mind.

So have I.

Your mother was an amazing woman, Jax.

You remind me of her a lot.

You knew my mother?

I seriously doubt that.

She didn't have a lot of
friends, and I knew all of them.

I wouldn't claim we
were exactly friends.

More like associates.

We did share a mutual trust, however.

"Ten points for Gryffindor."

You recognize that, don't you?

It's something she used to
say when I would do a good job.

It's from this old book we used to read.

A book about wizards. I know.

You told her you wanted to
have powers like that too,

and she told you that one day you would.

How do you know all this?

She told me.

Because she knew that one
day, you might need my help.

Now that day has come.

Need your help?

Seems like you're the
one who's asking for mine.

We can help each other.

I need to save my future husband's life,

and you want to know what
happened to your parents

at the New Portland colony.

What do you know about New Portland?

The moment we successfully
complete this mission,

I'll give you the key that'll
help unlock the mystery.

And why should I trust you?

Because you have no choice.

And no one else will help you.

Not your uncle.

Not even that pretty young boy
you claim to care nothing about.

If you want answers,
you need to do this.

How do you know my mother?

Who are you, Tierney?

The important question,
Jax, is who are you?

Tierney, where'd you go?

I went for a run.

For three hours?

No way.

Look, you may have trained
yourself to block my telepathy,

but I still know when
you're lying to me.

I talked to Jax and your son

about them helping us steal the Jindoo.

Don't be upset with me, honey.
I was only trying to help.

Tierney.

You stay the hell away from my son...

What...?

Seems like you've forgotten

the pecking order around here.

Get off me.

I'm your handler, not your fiancée.

You work for me.

Our little charade must be
causing you some confusion.

I got your sorry ass out of prison,

and I can send you back.

Or how about this?

EarthCom is planning to
restart the Telepath Corps

to prepare for the next
war against the Zatarians.

I could always have you
drafted back into service.

How's that sound, honey?

I'd rather die than go back to the ETC.

If you want to be a free man again,

it doesn't seem like you
have a choice, now do you?

You look like you've
got a lot on your mind.

You know I do.

You still trying to figure out
if you should help your dad?

I can't even believe I'm
even thinking about it.

Have you talked to Atria about it?

She's not exactly the
best person to talk to

about parental issues, given
she doesn't even have any.

So...

All right.

I talked to Tierney.

She asked for my help.

Your dad sacrificed
everything during the war

to help the Earth Confederacy.

And now he's being chased
by a bunch of lowlifes.

Not to mention his son
is one of my best friends

whose always been
there when I needed him.

So if you want my help, I'm in.

Hey, son.

I came as soon as I got your message.

I just don't want you to get hurt.

So...

I've decided I'm going to
help you steal the Jindoo.

That means so much to me, son.

Okay, everybody's got
to listen very carefully.

The first thing we need to
do is create a diversion.

Tommy, Jax, you will
set off the smoke devices

here, here, and here.

Tierney and I will arrive at 1700 hours.

Security will lock down the museum

according to a pre-established
security protocol.

And I'll disable the security system

so they can't monitor our intrusion.

Meanwhile, I will do a mind
dive on Professor Osborn

to get the code that would get us all

into the museum archive.

Professor!

Osborn.

My son speaks highly of your class.

William Dwayne Ross at your service.

But you can call me Billy D.

Pleasure to meet you, William.

Your son is a fine student
and an excellent pilot.

Access denied.

- It's not working.
- Access denied.

- What's wrong?
- Just give me a second. I...

What kind of telepath are you?

- The kind that's not eidetic.
- Access denied.

Could you just let me concentrate?

Come on, Dad.

You can do this.

No, wait, actually...

I can do this.

Access granted.

That's my boy.

This is the reason we needed you, Jax.

This is a thought detector.

It picks up neural
activity from the brain.

It'll be triggered by a person's
first step into it, unless...

Unless that person has congenital
resistance to thought detection.

Exactly.

I was trained to keep my
thoughts secure from telepaths,

but that only gives me a 50-50
chance at not triggering it.

But when I saw Billy D.
guess wrong at the bar,

I knew you could do it.
He couldn't read you.

There's something special about you.

Time's a-ticking, ladies. We got to...

Keep your mind as clear
of thoughts as possible.

Stay serene.

Breathe.

Well done, Jax.

Lasers.

Why'd it have to be lasers?

What the hell is this?

This wasn't in any of the schematics.

They must have upgraded
the security system

from the plans we stole.

How the hell are we
going to get past these?

There's no way to get
past laser security.

Silly boy, there's always a way.

Damn.

Come on. We're running out of time.

This is an organic lock.

An artificial mini brain.

Ten billion neurons whose sole function

is to constantly think to create
ever-changing combination codes.

How are we going to get past that?

Only a powerful telepath can do it

by communicating with the brain itself.

Cue Billy D.

But the telepath has to be amplified.

Which is why you're here, Thomas.

See up there? See up there, kiddo?

That's where you're going
to, the stars and back.

Right here. Right here.

That's right, kiddo. I got you.

Oh, you beat me!

Hey, kiddo.

Open your eyes, son.

Hey, you blow the candles.

Happy birthday, kiddo.

I love you, Dad.

I love you, kiddo. I love you, kiddo.

High five.

I don't think I can do it, kiddo.

We did it.

Pop? You okay?

Now I am, son.

Now I am.

I thought we came for the crystal.

I said we had to find it.

And we did.

So, what is that thing?

That's the flight data recorder
from the Tereshkova, isn't it?

What did you just do?

What does this have to do
with the Tereshkova?

I thought we were here
to save Billy D.'s life.

Don't get all
sanctimonious with me, girl.

The only reason you came
on this little adventure

was because I promised you information

about what happened to your parents.

I did what you wanted.

Now tell me why the New
Portland colony was attacked.

I wasn't expecting an actual key.

You told me you were going to tell me

what happened to my parents.

I told you I would give
you the key to the mystery,

and I have.

But now you have to find the lock.

When you do,

you'll know everything.

And you might be sorry
I ever gave that to you.

What's... ?

Dad, I'm sorry about
all the things I said.

Until our minds merged,

I never realized how much
you really cared about me.

It's all right, son.

I just want the chance to try to make up

for all the lost years.

Why don't we start tonight?

Let me and Atria take
you for a proper dinner.

Come on, honey. Let's go.

And then we'll go have
dinner with the fam.

I'll see you tonight, son?

You convince me to do this

because you said you
were my friend, Jax.

- You know I am.
- No, you're not.

Was there anything you even
said to me that was true?

What?

You used me like you always
do to get what you wanted.

You don't care about whose
lives you put at risk to do that.

That's not what I...

I don't think I've ever seen
you this genuinely happy.

I've been put through
hell by you and the ETC.

But it's all been worth it,

because I'm back together with my son.

You're a free man, Billy D.

You fulfilled your part of the bargain.

But I will be tasked
with other assignments

that'll require a skilled telepath.

Sorry, but I'm out.

You're going to have
to find another sucker

to do your dirty work.

I already have.

Your son Thomas has proved

he'll make an excellent recruit.

What the hell are you talking about?

I saw today that Thomas
has great potential.

With the proper surgical enhancements,

he could even become
more powerful than you.

Welcome home, Jax.

Hey, Jax.

We're headed to dinner with Billy D.

Want to come with?

I'm sure Jax already has plans tonight.

Not tonight, thanks.

Okay.

Thomas, wait, I...

No! No!

What's wrong?

Thomas?

Are you all right?

I'm fine.

- You saw something.
- No.

Nothing.

Let's... let's go, Atria.

I'll catch you later, gator.

Come on in, guys.

Dad, what are you doing?

What's it look like?

Packing.

Tierney and I have got to catch
the last shuttle to Las Venus,

because like P.T. Barnum said,

there's a sucker born every minute.

But I thought we were going
to have dinner together

and make up for lost time.

Are you really that stupid, son?

Look, I needed you for the heist.

That's it.

People don't change. You know that.

Okay, look, look, look.

Here is a credit.

Don't say I never gave
you anything, kiddo.

Thomas? Thomas!

I'm impressed you were able
to do that to your own son.

It's probably the most
noble thing you've ever done.

Too bad no one will ever know.

I keep working for you,

you stay the hell away from my son.

That's the deal, right?

Yes. We have a deal.

He fooled me too, honey.

Sometimes we want to believe so much,

we convince ourselves
the lie is the truth.

My dad was lying to me.

I know. I'm sorry.

But that's not what he was lying about.

He didn't mean any of what he said,

and he's terrified of Tierney.

What? How do you know that?

Because when he put this
coin in my hand, we connected.

He did some crazy mind dive with me.

I love you, kiddo,

but you got to play along right now.

I'm doing all this for you.

It's all an act.

We don't have much time.

Tierney is very dangerous.
You stay away from her.

And from me too.

I love you so much, son. I always will.

But it's best that
you keep away from me.

I just need to know you're safe.

You get the hell out of here, all right?

Don't say I never gave
you anything, kiddo.

Oh, my gosh.

If that's all true, we have to help him.

We will, I promise.

But I don't think there's
anything we can do right now.

But I have a strong feeling
we haven't seen the last

of Billy Dwayne Ross.

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