All language subtitles for Flash Gordon - 1x06 - Life Source.en

[***]

ow!

all right, we've
looked everywhere.

there is no alien
in the 'burbs.

except the one
we brought with us.

the rift is definitely
in there.

in the garage.

why is it that visitors
from mongo

never stick around
for a welcome wagon?

well, just be thankful
it takes one of these babies

to open up a rift.

i mean, if it just
stayed open,

some poor sap could be
wandering by

and-- hello, mongo.

there are scents
from mongo present, though.

too faint to follow.

so something
came through.

we must expand
our search.

continuing our effort
here is futile.

hey, don't say that until
you've seen the breakfast nook.

eydie adkins, i'm the realtor.

have you got any questions
i can answer?

yes, actually

have you seen
anything unusual

or perhaps someone strange
in your garage?

cascade acres is
a gated community.

no one strange
is permitted.

ha!

oh, that wasn't a joke.

could i give you
the tour, mr...

frelinghoffer.

frelinghoffer.

and this is my brother,
um...

frelinghoffer.

and this is--

the little lady.

little?

i have suitable proportions
and great strength.

isn't she adorable?

oh, you two of you

are going to love
the master bedroom.

[smirk]

i do not share
a sleeping chamber

with this fidgety
little man.

oh, i've heard that
so often these days,

what with sleep disorders
and snoring...

i would rather lay
with a deviate henja beast

wrapped in gangis thistle.

what a colorful
expression.

you know, i am dying
to see that breakfast nook.

could you just
give us a minute?

of course.

all right, if ming
sent someone through,

it's definitely
not a tourist.

i suggest that we split up
and spread out.

i'm going to call dale,

see if she's available
to help...

unless, of course,
you crazy kids

want to keep
house hunting.

[***]

we'll grab some burgers

and get right
back out on the hunt.

i had no idea it was
going to take this long,

but thank you so
much for your help.

[cellphone rings]

hey, i got to grab this.

hey, you.

hi, gorgeous.
where are you?

i dropped by your office
with some mr. chin's.

that's so thoughtful,
but i'm out in the field.

aw, too bad.

i got those little
dumpling things you like.

i'd love to,

but i have a feeling
this is gonna take a while,

so i'll see you tomorrow,
okay?

sure.

save me a dumpling.

will do.

hey, flash
gordon!

where you been
hiding, man?

hey, zack.
how you doing, bud?

good, good.

man, this place
never changes, huh?

still the best place
in kendal to hook up.

excuse me, ladies.

yeah?

my buddy, flash, here
just bought you a drink.

ooh, thank you. hi.

hi.

the blonde one's
a yoga instructor.

she's very bendy.

actually,
i'm not looking

for a date tonight.

i know, man.

that's why
you're the perfect wingman.

when she sees
she can't get you,

she'll go for me.

really?

mm-hmm.

flash is...

a three-time
tri-city marathon champion.

wow.

why do you do that?

natural game.

i run college track.

nice.

maybe...

maybe you and i

should have a little
competition sometime.

you know what?

you sign up for
the marathon next year,

and we'll see what you got.

hey, i'm not done.

hey, buddy...

enjoy the nachos.

burgers?

you got it.

have a good night.

forget that jerk, man,
just have another beer.

what just happened
back there?

nothing. some drunk
got in my face.

come on, we've gotta find
whatever came through.

don't worry, we will.

come on, the back
door's quicker.

i'm out of here.

the thing i've noticed
about visitors from mongo

is they're not
exactly discreet.

that's what
i'm afraid of.

zarkov and i were also
unsuccessful in our search.

we've hit a dead end.

maybe not.

the tv station gets an
overnight crime report

from the p.d.

you got a lead
on our alien?

could be.

a man was mugged
last night

by a guy wearing

"a strange costume
and a helmet."

that sounds promising.

but all he stole
was a bottle of water.

who mugs someone
for an aquafina?

somebody from mongo.

exactly.

well, at least
it's less fatal

than their usual attacks
on earth people,

not that i'm complaining.

where'd it happen?

let me just find it.

just call me
when you find it.

okay.

see ya.

that guy was mugged
right around here.

okay,
this is the spot.

hey, can you do
that thing you do,

you know, where you
pick up the trail?

perhaps.

it is not necessary.

it's one of ming's
patriot soldiers.

i'm betting he's not
here to picnic.

baylin!

baylin!

he's dead.

...to ancient rome,

when it was used to express
political opinion.

in modern times...

it's not that bad.

what?

fluff pieces always
attract more viewers

than real news,
anyway.

well, then my
upcoming piece

on fashions for dogs

should really
rock the ratings.

you interested in
something

not fluffy or furry?

what?

i got a tip about
a college kid

that went missing.

since when?

last night.

anything weird about it?

weird?

it's been less
than 24 hours.

why's it a story?

nobody put out
an apb on me

when i skipped class
in college.

well, it could turn out
to be nothing,

but it's not like there's
anything else

going on in kendal
today.

the wound is that of an ip.

close range,
termination pulse.

he doesn't actually
look all that beat up--

well, except for the dead part
and grass stains.

true.

he shows no signs of battle.

he did not resist his attacker.

[sniffs] ugh.

what? toe jam?

a most pungent odor.

bodily secretion

i am not
familiar with.

'kay. can you
hurry this up a little?

because if somebody sees this,

it's going to be a little...
little hard to explain.

the peculiar scent
is that of a killer.

he, too, is from mongo.

you got all that from a sock?

wow, you are good.
assuming you're right.

would you like to reassess?
hmm?

no.

no, i'll take your nose
for it.

so, what have we got here?

we got two...two visitors
from mongo.

one offs the other
for some unknown reason.

which leaves us one alien
on the loose,

and they're armed
and a killer.

he destroyed
the rift blaster...

and he has no intention
of returning to mongo.

you are good.

i know.

[***]

did you find anything?
was it a false alarm?

not exactly.

aah!

don't worry,
he's dead.

aah!

stop screaming
or i will hurt you.

what happened?

who did this?
did she?

i have not harmed
anyone today...yet.

look, you can't just

bring a dead alien
home with you.

what am i supposed to do?
leave him there?

well, he's dead.

i mean, somebody might
be looking for him.

it's not like i'm going
to stuff him

and keep him in
the living room.

we just need to keep him here
until we know what's going on.

get his legs.

oh, no, no, no!

put him down, put him down,
put him down!

who's this?

that's joe. that's joe.
that's dale's fiance.

the detective?

oh, my god, this
is really not good.

hey, joe, how you going?

uh, dale's not here.

if i was looking for dale,
why would i come to see you?

no reason.
no reason at all.

what are you
doing here?

a college student's
missing.

didn't show up for
his track meet

this morning.

just so happens that
he was the same guy

that witnesses saw you
in an altercation with

last night.

oh, that guy?
he was lit up.

i mean, he's probably just
sleeping it off at his house.

have you checked
the dorm?

being a police
detective and all,

it did occur to me

to check his house
before yours.

right, sorry.
my bad.

wait, am i some kind
of suspect?

well, his car's still
parked near the bar,

and friends said
that he disappeared

soon after his run-in
with you.

so what do you
think happened?

that, you know, i snapped,

and i killed him,

and dragged his body
back to the house?

i mean, bringing a dead body
back to the house,

that's just crazy.

[laughing]

then you won't mind
telling me

where you went after
you left the bar.

i drove around.

with who?

friends.

one of those friends?

well, then you won't
mind if i ask them.

this is about me
and dale, isn't it?

what about you and dale?

we're friends.

but we used to be
a lot more,

so i mean, that's got
to bother you.

actually, it doesn't.

then why'd you drive
over here personally?

you must think
a lot of yourself

to believe i'd use
police business

as an excuse to
intimidate you.

i'm not intimidated.

you know what?
this conversation, it's over.

what the hell is
wrong with you?

do you want to get arrested

for obstructing
an investigation?

maybe.

you can answer
my questions now

or down at the station
in a cement room.

your choice.

[***]

[honking]

hey! hey!

get away!

you arrested him.

i detained him.
he was uncooperative.

and that guy's got
a real attitude on him.

is it possible that

you over-reacted
because of me

on some subconscious
level?

okay, this isn't personal.

my current boyfriend

just detained
my former boyfriend.

it seems a little vindictive.

"current boyfriend?"

that's what you
call me now?

i'm your fiance,
remember?

i've known flash
a long time.

yeah, so everyone
keeps reminding me.

and take my word,

he's not capable
of harming anyone.

when flash comes up with
an alibi for last night,

he's free to go.

last night? i was
with flash last night.

that's what he was hiding.

we were working
on the story.

right, the big story.

yes.
i've told you about it.

the death of his father,
the government cover-ups,

and a lot of things
i can't really talk about.

mm-hmm. things a reporter
can't divulge.

uh-huh.

what do you think
is going on?

i think it better be
friggin' watergate,

because if it's not
a pulitzer you're after,

then it's just an excuse

to spend time
with flash gordon.

there's nothing
between us, joe.

then why didn't he
just tell me the truth?

and when i called
yesterday,

why didn't you bother
to mention it?

dale...

i want to grow old
with you,

but unless i'm sure
you feel the same way,

i'm not walking down
the aisle with you.

i'm sorry, i'm sorry,
i'm sorry.

sorry if i caused problems
between you two,

but he was 20 feet away
from an alien body.

i couldn't think of
any other diversion.

zarkov told me
when he called...

after he stopped
hyper-ventilating.

well, if there's
anything i can do

to smooth things over...

i have to tell joe
the truth.

well, wait, wait, about
mongo and the rifts?

no, no, you can't.

keeping this a secret
is tearing us apart.

anybody who knows
about the portage initiative

is in danger.

my father was just
the first victim.

if you care about joe...

okay, okay, i get it.

speaking of which,
this missing athlete,

any reason to think
he's connected?

[honk honk]

he went missing

the same day
the rift opened.

it's a weak link,
could be coincidence.

i hope so, because

i'd hate to uncover
a story

and then cover it
back up again.

oh, thank goodness.
are you all right?

yeah, i'm fine.

my cellmate, bubba,
was asleep.

what did i miss?

zarkov believes we must return
the patriot soldier's carcass.

back to mongo?

is that
the best plan?

if we dump him,
he'll be found and examined.

that opens up
a whole can of worms.

and it's not like we can
bury him in your back yard.

your mother might find him
while gardening.

that would be awkward.

it's okay. sold.

but you got to handle it.

i got to look for
this other alien.

whoa, whoa.

or we could trade,

and you could
track the one

that's
alive and armed.

i'm good.

baylin?

[sniffs]

excuse me, what
are you doing?

ahem. sorry.

baylin, the police department
is not the best place

to call attention
to yourself, okay?

the killer is near.

wait a minute, what?

[sniffs]

sorry.

the pungent odor
found on the dead patriot...

is this way.

police impound yard?

anyone who hides here

has a lot of nerve
or a sense of humor.

hey, no. no, no,
no, no. no, no.

no. no.

[tv]: do you wake up
feeling drowsy? listless?

like a truck parked all night
on your tongue?

well, say goodbye
to sore backs...

it is not this one.

thanks for
clearing that up.

we must proceed
beyond the fence.

i think the nice
policeman

might have a problem
with that.

i will inflict
the talon groin grip.

he will surrender swiftly.

or not,

because i've already been
behind bars once today,

thank you.

we'll find
another way in.

i thought you wanted
to shoot this

outside the
police station.

i thought this would
make a better backdrop.

i want this photo
of the track team in the shot.

okay, spill.
you're distracted

and your mascara is
smudged from crying.

what did joe do?

nothing.

except he's jealous
you're spending time

with your hunky ex.

i'm not a detective,

but even i've noticed
the hushed phone calls.

look, i'm not judging.

just... if you need
me to cover for you,

give me a heads up,
all right?

can we do this?

yeah.

local college track star
keith parks

was reported missing
earlier today

when he didn't show up
for a team meet.

the 22-year-old senior
was last seen at mustangs bar

yesterday early evening

if you have any information please contact police

or WID news
for hotline 5channel news stella

see that?
that was easy.

no violence,
no bloodshed.

you have strange
priorities.

lead the way.

you smell anything?

what does it
smell like?

the odor is potent.

what?

belongs to
the missing track star.

****

###

&&&&

for the website,

but if we could find
an action shot

taken at
a track meet...

there. her.

can i help you, sir?

keith.

not...
not missing.

you've seen him?

[coughing]

i'll get some water.

i'm keith...

you're keith's neighbor?
grandfather?

i'm sorry.

i don't understand what
you're trying to tell me.

i want you.

you will not be denied.

whoa, okay.

here?

baby, baby, my house is
15 minutes from here.

we could...

or not.

whatever you want

okay.

i'm going to try
and get you out of this.

there's, like, some kind
of a zipper

or intergalactic
velcro or something?

your expression
is amusing.

ha, ha, ha, ha.
what is that?

is that, like,

some kind of knee-slapping
verden humor?

why have you not
yet dispatched him

back to mongo?

i've tried. okay?

there's too many people
around the garage.

it's only a matter of time

before that rift
collapses for good,

so we're going to have
to get him into a disguise

to get him
through in time.

what do you think,

bowling shirt
or golf shirt?

sneakers?
loafers?

boxers?
briefs?

if you know something,
i need to call the police.

i think he came to you
because he saw you on tv.

so is he a witness,

or is he just looking for
his 15 minutes?

what?

keith park's wallet.

where did you find this?

sir?

joely...

already dialing.

i need some help.

ambulance.
i have an emergency.

i have an
elderly gentleman

that's collapsed
in my office.

the coroner's gone.

you okay?

i'm all right, thanks.

i'll show the old man's
photo around mustangs

and canvass the
neighborhood.

if someone knows
where he lives,

maybe i can find a link
between him and keith park.

sounds like a long shot.

out of leads?

if you're asking me
as a reporter,

i'll have to give you
my official response.

off the record?

if we're going
off the record,

i'd rather talk about us.

dale, i miss you,
okay, and i--

dale, why aren't you
answering your phone?

i got a lead--

joe.

i'm sure you two
have a lot to talk about.

joe.

i'm sorry.
that's bad timing.

hey, if you need
to go after him...

i can go after him.

no no no
i know after him

i'm fine

you can by because

i want to a ???? umh

missing track star
and the rogue alien,

it's not a coincidence.

i got to go.

so there's nothing
out of the ordinary

you recall?

i already talked
to the police.

well, is there anything
you didn't tell them

because it seemed, i don't know,
a little out of this world?

sometimes your eyes
can play tricks on you.

after a couple
of drinks...

one shot of tequila

and i think i'm seeing
people with wings

and horns or...ray guns.

it's true.

yeah?

bet you're fun
to party with.

i told you,
you're not allowed in here.

hey, the guy you should
talk to,

ian finley.

he's keith's best friend

and a regular fixture
at mustangs.

is he here?

no. he missed practice.

and the jerk was supposed
to be my ride home.

didn't even call.

maybe i should have given
my number to you.

would you have called?

we may have
a second victim.

he looks good, right?

he looks much like
the earth men i see

at the great
shopping palace

staring at the large-
screen visual displays,

except deceased.

yes, we shall survey
the garage, my brother.

a man's man requires
a space for his tools.

what are you doing?

being inconspicuous.

perhaps you should stop
shouting odd phrases

in a loud volume
at a dead man.

oh, mr. frelinghoffer!
you came back!

is mrs. frelinghoffer
with you?

yes, of course.
she's...

here somewhere.

well, i see you brought
a friend with you.

i did.
this is my brother.

not the brother
that you met.

another brother.
this is bernie.

hello, i'm eydie.

he can't speak.

he's had dental surgery.

aah!

what's the matter?

a bee.

well, bernie, do you think

your brother should
buy this house?

well, that is because

you haven't had
the full tour.

here we go.

baylin?

baylin?

baylin?

his disguise
was effective.

and he made a friend.

[chuckles weakly]

sorry, man.
don't recognize him.

it's important.

he may have been
a witness to a crime.

maybe he lives
around here?

i don't know.

i mean, if somebody
that old came in,

i think i'd remember him.

you know, the way bernie was
staring at that whirlpool tub,

i thought he was going
to jump in.

well, i mean,

i know that he's dying
to see the garage,

seeing as he's seen
everything else.

okay.

i did not
sufficiently study

the identical beige tiles
in the bonus room.

oh, all right.

well, i bet that we can
trust the gentlemen

to find the garage
by themselves.

whoo! bernie!

well, it was a very
nice to meet you, too.

call me.

i think i'm going
to miss him.

we've got one
missing athlete,

possibly two,

both on the track team.

is that relevant?

maybe. but what else
do they have in common?

will you help me?

of course.

are you looking for someone?

ian finley?

he missed
practice, sir.

i'm here.

dale? ahem.

how many elderly people
do you know

that wear university-
issued track shoes?

the missing athletes
aren't missing at all.

they're old.

ian?

oh, my god.

oh, easy, easy,
easy. easy.

ian, who did this
to you?

lillian.

lillian.

hi.

the return of
the patriot soldier

is a most curious
development.

and lillian?

unaccounted for.

what of this?

i don't know what
to make of it precisely,

but we do know that lillian
can be persuasive.

rankol?

her capture
is of the highest priority.

and send someone
who won't end up like this.

so, the old guy
that died in dale's office

was a 22-year-old kid.

i know of no one
on mongo

who is capable
of stealing youth

as you describe.

oh, yeah, well, what about
those amadrians, huh?

they're a little weird.

in fact, the whole planet's
a little freaky.

odd, to me it is earth
that is pretty freaky.

mongo is a diverse
planet

with many strange
inhabitants.

do not presume i know
all who exist there.

yeah, well, what
about the name lillian?

it holds no meaning
to me.

he didn't make it.

the second victim died
in the emergency room.

i'm sure they had
no idea

what they were
dealing with.

neither do we.

well, we know
it's a woman,

or at least a creature
in the form of a woman

that likes to
target young men.

that narrows it down.

where are her
hunting grounds?

people, like creatures,
are habitual.

first guy disappeared
leaving mustangs.

well, if she was
successful there,

she will likely return.

[***]

[klaxon sounds]

rift alert again.

[cell phone rings]

hello?

we got another rift.

kinser pike and third.

well, we're right
behind mustangs,

half a block away
from the storage facility,

on a hot trail to find lillian,
our visitor from mongo.

guess you'll have to
investigate this one yourself.

what? no, no, no, no, no.

well, there's usually
nothing there

by the time we show
up anyway, right?

[zarkov]: yeah,
i suppose, but...

well, good luck.

uh...no.

what? you smell something?

freaky chick
with a glowy ring.

that would be a yes.

[flash]: look after him.

sir, are you okay?

there she is!

she went this way.

come on,
she's getting away.

dale?

joe?

oh, my god.

yes, we have definitely come
to the right place.

"we" being me.

huh.

okay, should be
right around here.

hmm. no one.

oh!

please don't shoot.

zarkov.

let's split up.

hey.

you must be lillian.

you're kind of cute...

for a life-sucking
leech.

how you know of me?

i've seen your work,
but i have to say...

i'm not really a fan.

no.

****

%%%%

####

$$$$

you got smell her.

oh, that is
powerful stuff.

a lot better
than ck one.

is that her?

what the hell
did you do to him?

is that one yours?

the force i took from him
was strong.

and you're going
to give it back.

wait a minute,
that's joe?

[explosion]

aah! aah!

hey, guys.

uh, there was something
at the rift.

fancy meeting
you here.

back to mongo?

hey, buddy, all i can say
is good riddance.

get in.

baylin, cover me.

[***]

come on.

do not move.

stay here.

[soldier]: release the prisoner
to my custody.

[flash]: i don't like
to hit girls,

but if i had to...

i must return her
to nascent city,

by order of rankol.

not until lillian heals joe.

and why would i return
his life source?

to please you?

that's a good point.
why don't you keep it?

and i'll keep this.

no.

pretty.

some kind of
power conducting stone?

even with your
mongo mating mist,

i saw this coming at me
a mile away.

you want it
pretty bad, huh?

what do you have
to trade?

hmm?

fine.

[***]

joe!

dale?

hey, everything's okay,
babe.

you okay?

yeah, hey,
what's the matter? yeah.

where are we?

if you return,

i will dispense
a painful death

and use your withered hide
as a tarp.

how's joe?

he doesn't
remember anything.

thank goodness.

well, hopefully
he forgets the part

where i busted in

and totally screwed up
your relationship.

i almost lost him tonight...

and it made me think
about how important it is

to show the people that we love
how we feel.

dale...

i'm glad joe's okay.

[sigh]

tell me, lillian,

did the earth men
you consumed

have a gratifying
life force?

yes, benevolent
father.

strong and untainted.

more satisfying
than a verden

or a turin
life force?

it is understandable

why you would be
reluctant to return,

and why you would kill
a patriot soldier

in order to
remain on earth.

i beg your forgiveness.

earth's population
is abundant, and...

i was weak to the temptation.

if you service me
well tonight,

perhaps you will

receive forgiveness
in return.

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!!!!!!

scour the banelands.

find another of her kind...

and have someone
clean this mess up.