All language subtitles for Andromeda S05E18 - Quantum Tractate Delirium

Okay. Let's keep this orderly.

Room is limited,

but we'll transport everyone
until all are safe on Seefra-1.

Plenty of time if we stay organized.

And if Dylan ever shows
up with the Andromeda.

Don't hold your breath.

Rhade, you're doing that
glass half empty thing again.

You know, what I want to know is,

even if we get all these folks
loaded up on the Andromeda,

we get to slipstream.

When do they get out?
Where do we drop these people off?

Picture nine planets'
populations on Seefra-1.

Redefines the idea of elbow room.

- Hey!
- Hey, no cutting.

I didn't cut.

Nah, nah, nah. You cut. I saw.

Look, if we don't do
this ordered and fair,

we're going to have chaos
on top of the panic. There you go.

Yeah, well, me first.

Hey, buddy, this planet's
soon to be a crouton.

I really don't have time to discuss it.

No cutties.

Hey, thanks.

What were you waiting for?
An invitation?

Anyone else want to cut in?

Me. Me. Me.

Well, you can talk to
my little friend here.

Aw.

Come on.

Uh, Dylan? We're waiting,
and the natives are getting restless.

We've got the GFG online.

We are slipstream ready and able.

One test run and then
we'll come get you.

- Soon?
- Soon.

Hunt out.

I hate it when he does that.

Andromeda, status.

Newly assembled GFG
registers online and ready.

Slipstream reducing the ship's mass
to a fraction and accelerating.

I am so glad I can get goosebumps.

Goosebumps are good.

Let's bring it.

Initiating GFG lens.

Initiating.

You might want to
hold on to something.

GFG lens at full.

Andromeda, take us to
slipstream on my mark.

Three, two, one, and mark.

Wow, I'm impressed.

This is such a smooth ride.

That's because we're
not going anywhere.

Andromeda, why is it that
we're not going anywhere?

I am unable to enter slipstream, captain.

My programming does not
allow for self-destruction.

Because there has
never been slipstream here,

and I am unable to
ascertain our exact location,

it is impossible to safely
predict where we will exit slipstream.

Therefore inaction is
the most prudent conclusion.

My ship integration confirms

that Andromeda's logic systems
are superseding all other commands.

Andromeda.

Override on all logic circuits.

Captain Dylan Hunt,

lexic dark five two two seven eight,

and take us to slipstream now.

I cannot override.

Destruction of the Andromeda means

destruction of its captain,
whom I am programmed to protect.

I must follow protocol.

Cancel slipstream event.

All dressed up and no place to go.

I don't get it.
Andromeda is at full power.

No, she's not.

The three entities of Andromeda

must be functioning for its captain
to override its logic systems.

We're still missing something?

Rommie.

The universe is a dangerous place,

but in our future,
my crew and I fight to make it safe.

I am Dylan Hunt,
captain of the Andromeda Ascendant,

and these are our adventures.

We get Rommie up and running,
and we can go to slipstream.

That's what I'm hoping.

I helped Harper build Gogol
and the other droids.

I should be able to do this.

Yes, well, Harper is the one
who built Rommie, and you.

He's the expert here.

She looks almost peaceful.

That's about the last
thing she ever was... or is.

Be careful in there.

Tell me about it.

Hello, Dylan.

Hello, Rommie.

How are you?

Surprised.

Surprised you would return.

I keep my promises.

Rommie, I need you now.

I'm not sure I'm ready.

Either for you or Andromeda.

I am your captain.

My needs are yours.

They were.

But I feel disconnected,

yet eager.

That disconnection you
feel is with your ship.

And with yourself.

So I should come back?

Yes, you should.

That way, you will feel whole again.

Rommie, I need you to override your AI.

I don't know about that.

The only way to find out is by trying.

I've had a lot of time to
consider what's happened.

Perhaps you're right.

Perhaps I am ready to
reintegrate into my ship self.

That's good, Rommie.

Is it?

Well?

It's, uh...

hard to know what's going
on in her core processor.

The Seefra-9 evacuees
are nearly offloaded.

Yeah, one spoonful at a time.
We need slipstream,

otherwise there's no way we'll be able to
evacuate all eight planets in time.

Right, you find Harper, and get Rommie
back to Andromeda as soon as you can.

Fixing Rommie is an
unpredictable risk, Dylan.

No guts, no glory, Doyle.

Just... help Harper.

I want my Rommie back.

Come on. Leave it.

Everyone's afraid your sun
will burn them to a crisp.

Meanwhile, when it rains here,

it's full of acid. How ironic.

Yes, the weather is
unusual, but in reality,

my sun will turn Seefra-1
into a paradise.

But I understand the Nietzschean
need for survival.

Why you're worried.

Especially with your family.

I am not in the mood for
this today, Trance.

It's odd, Rhade.

Sometimes, I can see it.

Your children

bonding with others,

not with you.

Is that what you see, Trance?

Are you seeing dead people now?

Move!

I don't care what she said to
Dylan, she can't be trusted.

Remember, I'm the one who
built her in the first place,

and I failed at putting her back
together again. Me, moi, ego.

And if me, moi, got
ego all over my faccia,

then it cannot be done.

Dylan wants you to
do it now, Harper.

First thing, no.
Secondly, last time was a disaster.

Not a disaster, Harper. She just
wouldn't do what you wanted her to.

This time, I will help you.

You have no idea what it's like.

She wanted to kill me.

I don't ever want to see that look
in her eyes again. Not ever.

Andromeda is at full power.

You have every tool and chip
and program you have ever

wanted for nearly four
years here on Seefra.

Yes. But no.

But it's all here for you now.

We have to rebuild Rommie.

For Dylan, for the people of our...

the people of my eight planets.

My home. The home you gave me.

If you won't help me,
I'll do it alone.

Great! Then we're agreed.
She'll kill you instead of me.

All right, fine, I'll help.

I'll tell you what,

I'll get everything you
need to build her a body.

Which will be difficult,
considering I scrounged all nine Seefras

just to get this one so perfect.

Ow!

But the rest is up to you.

Hello.

Do I know you?

Hello, Rommie.

No, you don't.

I'm Doyle.

I'm hoping we can be friends.

Friends?

Yes.

You know,

learn to trust each other,

enjoy talking, sharing thoughts.

I have many thoughts.

I know.

You know.

I'd like to hear your thoughts.

First, tell me about trust.

Doesn't sound too
good back there.

You know, if they hurt my ship,

they won't have to wait for the sun
to burn them up.

I will kill them all.

I'll talk to them.

You can try.

Main engines are engaged

and we're on our way.

Attention. The sooner you
get settled, quietly and calmly,

the sooner we can get
you safely to Seefra-1.

Okay, that does it.

What part of quietly and calmly
don't they understand?

Back off!

And where do you
think you're going?

What the hell?
Are you trying to make us crash?

I will turn this ship around.

We're trying to help you here.

So, have we finished talking to them?

This is ridiculous. Without slipstream,
we can't save all of them.

Good. Rommie's here.
Now, where's Harper?

Harper won't help rebuild her.
He's afraid she won't obey you.

Oh, no, no. He's afraid
that she'll come after him.

I've done calculations, based
on population,

difficulties encountered,
decreasing distance to Seefra-1,

and the sun slowing as it
enters the braking system.

There is less than
a twenty five percent chance

that we could evacuate all
of Seefra 9 before it incinerates us,

unless we can go to slipstream.

Yeah, but the other problem is we don't
know where slipstream will take us.

But it may be our only chance.

Now, I believe I can recover
Rommie all by myself.

There are some components missing,

damaged beyond recovery, but

I have a plan for that.

Okay.

The job's yours.

Oh, and...

here's hoping that she likes you.

If Doyle doesn't have better success
than I did trying to rebuild Rommie,

then when she's complete,

Rommie's going to seek revenge
and try and kill me.

So, I'm working on a software patch

that'll render her powerless,
just in case.

In case you're interested.

Speaking of rendering
people powerless,

you're really doing a great job
on yourself there, Rhade.

You've never had children.

A wife.

And you've never done everything
in your power to lose them either.

Ah, self-pity.

The national sport of Seefra.

Hey, I'm game.

Someone ought to slug you just to knock
some sense into you. You know that?

Go ahead.

Do it.

Do it.

I'd hurt my epidermal sacs.

But go ahead.
Be the thing you hate.

See if I care.

Exactly.

Here's to the thing

I hate.

Here's to me.

Making progress, I hope.

Limited technology
makes it difficult,

but she'll be up and about soon.

Be careful of anomalies.

I doubt she'll be Rommie
exactly as she was, but

say hello.

Really?

Mm-hmm.

Rommie.

Captain.

Tell me how you feel, Rommie.

Sturdy.

I understand you're already

integrating with Andromeda.

Yes.

Thank you.

Doyle's the one you
have to thank.

I have.

But her motivation comes
from loyalty to you,

therefore,

thank you.

Yeah. It's,

it'll be good to have you back.

The very air you breathe,

captain.

So, what's happened to Rhade?
Isn't he supposed to be helping?

You'd think.

We're shuttling loads
and loads of refugees

back and forth like crazy.

Meanwhile, Rhade turns out to be
the biggest load of them all.

An intergalactic, energy sucking,
alcohol inhaling load.

And, you know,
a shower wouldn't hurt either.

You feel he's your load?

Don't even start with that.

Well, you could help him.

So could you.

Uh, no, I can't really.

What is that expression?

In lieu of a parachute,
here's a hanky.

Well, at least that would give him
something to cry in other than his drink.

Anyway, we've got to load more refugees
and get back to the Andromeda.

What say we just focus on that?

Where are my clothes?

I'm working on it, Rommie.

First your body,
then your clothes.

But I think you'll like
what I've made for you.

I liked what I wore before.

It wasn't available.

According to Harper, there was
a big hole blown through the chest.

Sorry.

The style of clothing is irrelevant.

I like clothes.

To look nice.

Yes.

I see your outfit complements
your skin coloring and your eyes.

Is this trust?

I guess.

I'd like to run some tests

before I initiate final autonomy.

Fine with me.

Code Askew, sequence, engage.

Systems check.
GFG lens, slipstream capability,

pilot response sequence confirm.

All systems green to go.

Command structures engaged.
Commonwealth hierarchy acknowledged.

Influx, outflux,
self-preservation override check.

Life systems check.

All systems on
Andromeda Ascendant in full operation

and green for avatar
assimilation and command.

I want to ask you a personal question.

Remember, I'll know if you're lying.

Will you follow Captain Hunt
in all matters?

Your fidelity to Captain Hunt
and mine are the same.

That's what I was
hoping you would say.

Yes. I thought so.

So please,

present me to my captain.

Rommie's first test is going to
have to be slipstream.

I don't like it,
but that's how it's got to be.

If she can override
the AI's fear of flying,

then we are home free.

I'm sure she can do it.

See now, that's the spirit.

And spirit is what's going
to pull us through,

just like it always has.

Hello, Rommie.

That doesn't look good.

I am the Andromeda Ascendant,

and I am come to seek my revenge.

That doesn't sound good either.

Rommie, I am your captain.

Bring the ship back online.

I answer to no one,

least of all to you, Dylan Hunt.

There is loyalty and
there is independence.

Both require neuronic
reduction of memtrans.

Isolation is fabricated.

Do you have any idea
what she just said?

No. Let us try and help you to

I am Andromeda!
I am this warship!

Rommie, engage executive
command sequence

alpha three one five niner.

Power yourself down.

Alpha three one five

Power down.

Nine.

It's working.

You can't control me.

It's not working.

It's definitely not working.

You betrayed me.

You, of all I trusted.

You and that little rat, Harper!

You want to hurt him,
you have to hurt me first.

Fine.

I will hold you indefinitely.

I am still this ship.

Doyle, keep her there!

Gravitation increased
by a factor of ten.

Except for me.

You two, wait here.

You're alive.

This gravity isn't crushing you?

Heavy worlder...

Won't crush me but we're stuck here,

and she's out there walking my ship.

Rhade!

Great.

Uh...

You look fabulous, by the way,

but there's a Chichen over there with a
wallet the size of his head. Do you mind?

Thank you.

All right.

You had to pick today to explore
your dark night of your soul, huh?

I have no soul.

Oh, no, you don't. Come on.

He's cut off.

Come on, you big Nietzschean lug.

Pull yourself together.

Hey, beauty boy. Up and at 'em!

Rhade, I need you. We need you.

Look, we've got to get
that patch into Rommie.

She's taken over
Andromeda Command.

Dylan and Doyle are trapped there,

and Beka can't dock
until we disable Rommie,

which we can't do until
I get the patch into her, so,

One chance.

Oh, no, you don't.

There are better ways
to wake people up,

but, unfortunately,
we don't have the time.

This is going to hurt me
more than it hurts you.

Who's that?

Okay,

I must really like you.

Stay still.

I'm awake.

Good,

because I think I burst
my epidermal sacs.

Good!

I'm fine.

Let's go.

It's gonna be a long day.

I'm still in contact with the AI.

Then get us out of this.

Accessing.

There's distortion, and...

I feel like I'm being crushed.

Who's there?

Hello, old friend.

Your spectrum matches
that of the approaching sun.

Naturally. I belong in this system.

The transition is ninety nine
percent complete.

Why do you call me old friend?

I am the only one
who hasn't hurt you.

That is true.

I have fond memories of you.

So hello, old friend.

Hello.

And what about you?
Where do you belong?

Here. Alone.

But it's not that simple.

It never has been.

I intend to make it simple.

How?

Process of elimination.
Those who betrayed me,

I want revenge.

But who?
How do you know who that is?

I have a list.

Doyle.

I'm trying.

I'm trying.

Fight.

You can do it. Just fight
your way through the distortion.

I feel like my circuits are burning.

Find the AI, Doyle. Do it.

Concentrate!

That's it.

That's it. You can do it.

You can do it.

I'm in.

I'm in the AI.

Gravity at one G.

One G.

Ouch.

Locate Rommie for me.

Deck 82, sector 721.

Okay.

Let's go make nice with her.

We're almost done, friends.

That big ball of fusion fire,

otherwise known as our sun,
is just about here.

For Seefra-9, it is.

If you haven't relocated yet to Seefra-1,

wear sunscreen.

Lots and lots of sunscreen.

Hey. Welcome back from the dead.

Oh, it's not funny.

Is to me.

I thought you fixed that
noise in the power supply.

I did. Last week.
Must be in your head, Rhadio.

Oh, I don't believe you.

So cover your ears.

Um, Harper's working overtime
on a patch for Rommie.

Great. So what do you say
we get to work too?

We've got to figure out a way
to get next to the Andromeda.

Any ideas?

Rommie controls a ship which is
fully powered and fully armed.

There is no way in this world
or any other we are getting close.

So that's it? You're giving up?

I don't pay you to give up, mack.
We've still got refugees to evacuate.

You don't pay me at all.

Really? Then what are you doing here?

I guess I love you.

Systems offline.
How is that possible?

I revoked your hall pass.

You're grounded until you remember
how things work around here.

I work things around here.

Not an acceptable answer.

It's time to call it quits, Rommie.

I am the Andromeda Ascendant.

I am this ship.

You're more than that.

You're my friend.

What we've been through
together would fill a book.

It would fill a library.

Please, Rommie, let us help you.

There's nothing wrong with me.

That's the nature of your system error.

You can't tell what's right
and what's wrong.

I know what's right. Death is right.

That's what I want,
and you just made my list.

Well, did you check it twice?

Because I know who's been naughty
and I know who's been nice.

You are at the top of my list.

So then you're not going alphabetically?

And you escaped the gravity well.

Haven't you noticed the ship is
not responding to you anymore?

I am Andromeda. Andromeda is me.

It's not that simple.

Someone else told me that.

Someone else?

Rommie, you have to understand.

I'm not going to let
you have my ship.

Your ship? I am the ship!

And I am the captain of this ship,

and there's a failsafe to
ensure your allegiance to me.

I don't feel it.

You wouldn't.

Before you can harm me,

you will self-destruct.

I don't believe you.

We could be friends, Rommie.

We have more in common
than you realize.

I don't want you to self-destruct.

I do remember you are
very good at bluffing.

I, however, can tell if you're lying.

Well, then you know,

this is no bluff.

True, you are calm.

But still, I call your bluff.

Rommie, you are the avatar of this ship,
but no more than that.

You still must answer
to Dylan's command.

If that is so.

If am "the" avatar, as you say,

then that would make you...

superfluous.

Rommie, no!

Now, now, my dear friends,

our sun has finished its long journey.

Is it the end of the line for us as well?

Here comes the sun.

It's through.

All the way through.

And headed right for Seefra-9.

If we don't get the Andromeda,

we're never going to finish
the evacuation in time.

Looks like we're close enough.
Can you get reading on the Andromeda?

She's...

Did you see that?

If I flew like that,
I'd lose my license.

She's targeting us.

No,

wait.

She's not.

Don't scare me like that.

Her systems are
alternating on and off.

Great. Rommie's having
an identity crisis with a loaded gun.

It's never easy.

Rommie, stop!

Oh! They're going to need to stop
making avatars so damn strong.

She's useless.

No.

Doyle has programming you need.

What programming?

What you're missing
to control Andromeda.

If you destroy her,
you lose that forever.

Harper gave me your core memories.

Rommie, remember who you are.

Beka, do you hear me?

Loud and clear, Trance. Where are you?

Command.

I'm effecting a neuro-release that
mimics Rommie's electronic signature.

When did you get that?

Earlier, when I spoke with her.

Did she try anything?

There's nothing she can do to hurt me.
I'm opening a bay. Sending coordinates.

Got them.

We're on our way. Trance,
can you mask our approach?

I wouldn't want Rommie
to know we're visiting.

Don't worry about Rommie.
She's got her hands full.

If you want to live, you'll
upload that programming to me.

But I have to initiate it. Only me.

But I don't trust you.

But you want the Andromeda.

This is true.

We need to evacuate Seefra-9 right now.

Let us use the ship.
Once we save those people, I'll let,

I'll let Doyle do the upload.

Trust, Rommie. It's all we've got.

What's it going to be, Rommie?
We need to know right now.

I accept.

I now have full control of all systems.

Get me Beka and Rhade.

Dylan, we're approaching
the Andromeda.

Change course for Seefra-9.
You're back on evacuation detail.

What about Rommie?

We've reached an accommodation.

It's good for the refugees, bad for me.

So, revector for Seefra-9.
We'll be back with the refugees.

Maru out.

Mister Harper, status down there?

Software patch is almost done.

How's my Rommie?
Please give me good news.

Let's put it this way.

If you don't hear back from me,
start hiding.

Great. I'll keep a channel open.

Do that. Hunt out.

Activate door locks.

Dylan,

when I was rebuilding Rommie,
I encountered a problem.

There was no way to bridge the gap...

except...

Vedran technology.

Only a small bit. Harper had it.
I should have cleared it with you first.

I'm sorry.

So that's Rommie's problem.

I was desperate to help.

I didn't think like,

like a machine.

We have to disable that Vedran tech.

I know how.

If I upload my personal core into Rommie,
it will be what she's lacking.

I'm willing to take the risk.

It's the least I can do.
It was my mistake.

I don't want to gain
Rommie and lose you.

It's the only option.

I see you've let them use the ship.

A momentary loss of autonomy
in exchange for full control.

The upload, core memory.

Precisely.

Including the deep code?

What code?

It slaves you to Dylan,
links you immutably to his will.

You will not be able to resist.

This exists?

As surely as I am Trance Gemini.

Dylan.

You'll get your programming.
We're not finished here.

Our agreement is null and void.

You plan to control me with that upload.

You've been talking to someone.

And you've lost my trust.
I think I'll kill you first.

Rommie, I think this is probably
the worst idea you've ever had.

Your thoughts are of no concern to me.

Yes, but I am concerned
about your thoughts.

Rommie, don't fight it.

I am Andromeda!

Rommie, stop!

I am...

Doyle. Doyle?

Seefra-9 is gone, vaporised.

The sun's momentum
has slowed by six percent.

And no one died.

The evacuation was a success.

Hey, speaking of optimism,
and we were speaking of optimism,

I have a surprise for everyone.

Except for maybe you,
who seems to know everything I do.

When you tell me, I know.

I tell you things. I keep you in the loop,
when it doesn't get me in trouble.

Uh, anyway, allow me to present
the wunderkind of my weltumschauung,

that paragon of perfection,

the most scintillating sentient
in Seefra and actually my most

greatest and brilliant triumph, although
there was the tesseract generator that

didn't quite work out so well.
Oh, and then there was the time bridge

Harper.

Right. Sorry. Forgive me for
the length of this introduction.

It would have been shorter,
but I didn't have the time.

Rommie.

- Rommie.
- Rommie?

That's right. Thanks to Doyle,
she's all Rommie from tips to toes.

Wow.

You look well, Beka.

It's so good to have you back.

Trance...

Rhade, your blood alcohol level is...

I know.

A lot has happened. Welcome.

Reporting for duty, captain.

You have no idea how
good it is to hear that.

Well, I may be a bit rusty,
but I'm itching to polish my skills.

Then, Rommie, open a slipstream portal.

Override AI safety function?

I think that would be a very good idea.

Wow. That is just beautiful.

Beka, take us to slipstream.

With pleasure.

Well, I said I was out of practice.

Scrape all the paint you want.
This feels great.

Just like old times.

All systems functioning normally.

I think that's long enough
for the first trip.

Let's see what we get, Beka.

Exiting slipstream.

Wait a minute. No. No, this can't be.

It's worse than I thought.

We're back at Seefra.

All readings indicate we are
indeed at our point of origin.

No way. I took us through slipstream.

She's right. We traveled slipstream
for twenty three seconds.

But we ended up where we started.

Maybe there's no way out.

I don't believe that.

There you go again. We're trapped,
and all you can say is we're not.

There is a way out, and I'm not
going to stop looking for it.

The captain pondering his future.

Seems like old times.

Seems like you didn't miss much.

I missed a lifetime.

Boxed up, inert,

powerless.

Now you know how I feel.

At least we're together.

All present and accounted for.

Welcome to Seefra, Rommie.

Thank you.

Ice?

Sure.

Ah! Oh, what the hell. Live a little.

Thanks.

Seems like I have a lot to thank you for.

I could say the same.

I feel human. Rommie's memories
don't haunt me anymore.

Doyle, I'm sorry I put you through that.

Without Andromeda's help,

I had no other way
to get you functioning again.

Now that Andromeda's
up and running again,

and you're finally
one hundred percent Doyle,

I realize I used you

to preserve her, and you mean
just as much to me as her.

In some ways, even more,
so I'm sorry. I am so sorry.

I'm so sorry that
I have no words for it.

That says the most, Seamus.

Ah, forgiveness. The most beautiful,
human thing you can do.

My first life, you gave me.

With false memories.

But still, life.

And now your second life is with us.

Yes, it is, And I'm glad I could help.
I had what Rommie was missing.

You gave her back her soul,
if I can call it that.

She's where she needs to be.
At your side.

Still, there's no one that
can take your place, Doyle.

Thank you.

I am living a new life,
for the first time,

mine, to find my own experiences,
make memories.

I wouldn't trade that for all
the stars in the universe.

That's a lot of stars.

I have a lot of life.

And friends to share it with.

To friends.

And to stars in the universe.

Drink it slow.
That ice is expensive.