All language subtitles for Buck Rogers in the 25th Century [1x09] - Unchained Woman

Do me one favor. Hit the deck. Get down.

Buck and a beautiful
fugitive escape across an alien desert,

pursued by a murderous android.

This is a prison ship. Identify yourself.

Break off, Lieutenant. Cease attack.

We'll have to kill her
before they get her down here.

He's here to kill her, not to rescue her.

The one person that ever broke
out of that prison has to be you.

I'm really sorry I have to do this.

The year is 1987,

and NASA launches the last of
America's deep space probes.

In a freak mishap, Ranger 3 and its
pilot, Captain William "Buck'"Rogers,

are blown out of their trajectory into an
orbit which freezes his life-support systems...

And returns Buck Rogers to Earth...

500 years later.

Prison approach, this is prison shuttle
ILM-4, hauling up a new one for you.

A real lively one.

ILM-4, cleared for
Moon Three approach.

- Break off, Lieutenant. Cease attack.
- Affirmative, Colonel.

Shuttle craft, you'll
surrender for inspection.

We know you're
transporting illicit contraband.

What? This is a prison
ship. Identify yourself.

Colonel Deering, Earth Defense
Directorate. I strongly urge you to comply.

Colonel, this is a Zeta
government starship...

Operating within Zetan territory.

Your Directorate has nojurisdiction.

As I said, extending docking bays.

Lieutenant, see to the good captain.

Wait a minute. You can't do this!

Now, Captain, we both
know this won't hurt a bit.

Hello there. Good-bye there.

- How's it going, Lieutenant?
- Almost done. Wish I could be there...

To use this on the androids that'll be
guarding that prison, Captain Rogers.

That's all right. I have a
few secret weapons of my own.

Buck, that medallion is
your only means of escape.

You get into trouble... You can't
get me out. Believe me, I remember.

You ready?

I've adjusted his memory circuits.
He'll never know we were here.

Good. You can take the
real Val-Zhan back to Earth,

and I'll say good-bye to the new one.

Be careful, huh? Don't worry,
Wilma. I go in. Break Burton out.

Rendezvous with you in four
hours. It's a piece of cake.

Oh, here. Easy on the starch, will ya?

How long before we land?

Huh? Land?

Uh, 15 minutes.

It's about time you woke up.

I thought maybe you were dead.

Course you might as well be. No
one's left this prison alive yet.

Then the substitution went well?

Yes, Doctor. Perfectly.

And Lieutenant Zimmerman had no
trouble with the shuttle captain?

"Piece of cake, '" as
Buck would say. I beg your pardon?

Everything went as planned, at least
so far. Dr. Huer, I'm not convinced...

Colonel, I assure you...

- Someone's at the door.
- Ambassador Warwick is here.

Continue your orbit and keep us posted.

Buck will be fine, Colonel. Huer out.

Ted.!

ByJove! How nice to see you again.

How long has it been? You don't really
want an answer to that, do you, Elias?

No, I certainly do not. Come in.

This is my colleague, Dr.
Theopolis, from the Computer Council.

Doctor, this is Ambassador Warwick,

our diplomatic liaison
in the third quadrant.

A pleasure to finally
meet you, Ambassador.

Of course. This
is Twiki, his ambu-quad.

Yes. Well, I'm afraid I
have bad news for all of you.

I've applied as much diplomatic pressure
on the Zetan government as I could,

but they still refuse to
releaseJen Burton into your custody.

It would appear, Elias,

that extradition is not
possible at this time.

Well, this news is not exactly unexpected.

- Which is why we've mounted a little extradition of our own.
- What do you mean?

We've arranged for an agent to break Burton
out of the Zetan prison and bring her to Earth.

You went behind my back?

That could provoke a disastrous interstellar
incident. Zeta's a sovereign planet.

Yes, that's quite true.

And that's a very good point,
Ted. But you see, we're desperate.

Pantera's raids on our shipping lanes
are crippling the outer colonies.

And someone is leaking our
shipping schedules to him.

Now, Jen Burton, Pantera's ex-girlfriend,
will undoubtedly tell us who.

But she's a confessed
murderer. Oh, come now, Ted.

It's common knowledge
Pantera committed the crime.

She's just covering for him.

The Zetan government had her
incarcerated as a matter of principle.

Certainly not justice.

The prison on Moon Three is impregnable.
Your agent can never get her out.

On the contrary. Given
Buck's considerable talents,

the mission has a 93%
probability of success.

Buck is going to break
her out from within...

And then rendezvous with
another agent at Station Post 7,

which is outside of the
prison's aerial defense shield.

Captain Rogers and Colonel Deering
are both talented operatives.

We have every reason to expect success.

You put me into a very awkward position.
What am I to tell the Zetan government?

We'd like you to tell
them nothing... Just yet.

Later on...

Yes.

Well, if you'll excuse me,
I'd like to do some thinking.

For a man whose
allegiance should lie...

With the Earth, he appears to
be truly torn by the situation.

Well, he's a diplomat. It's
his job to see both sides.

I'm sure he also feels that I'm using
our friendship to sway his judgment.

Which I suppose I am.

Yes, sir, it's too bad you
had to learn the hard way.

But you break the law on
Zeta, you go to prison.

And you don't go to be
socially rehabilitated.

No, sir. You go to be punished.

On Zeta, they do it right.

Here we are.

Just so you know where you'll be
spending the rest of your life,

the prison is 200 meters straight
down, carved from solid bedrock.

Yes, sir. On Zeta they do it right.

"On Zeta they do it right."

You oughta make it into a bumper
sticker. You'd make a fortune.

A bumper sticker?

Welcome to Moon Three.

Move between the stasis poles, please.

He said move!

Move, huh, Hugo?

My name's not Hugo. It oughta be.

Looks like Val-Zhan here will
be with us for a long time.

This mean we're engaged?

It means if you don't behave
yourself, I'll know about it.

Proceed with decontamination.

This one's a mess. Gonna take a while.

Pantera, is that you?

No. Just me.

I told him to be here.

For the record, old man,
you don't tell me anything.

Oh? Then I suppose you already know...

That the Defense Directorate plans
to breakJen Burton out of prison...

Instead of extraditing her.

We'll have to kill her before
they get her down here. No!

That girl went to prison thinking
I was going to get her out.

When she finds out the truth,
she's gonna start talking.

But... To kill her?

About how you supply me
with the shipping schedules.

About how I kick back
one-fifth of my take to you.

Are you going to let her destroy
you like that? Face it, old man.

It's your life or hers.

Huer's agent is going to break the
girl out of prison and rendezvous...

With Colonel Wilma
Deering at Station Post 7.

So. Majel and I will take off
for Moon Three immediately...

And see that none of
them leave there alive.

- I'll stick close to Huer, keep you advised of developments.
- You do that, old man.

'Cause if you're setting me up,

I'll see that you fall with me... Hard.

Bye-bye.

That oughta do it.

Activate your scanner.

Wait a minute. He's wearing contraband.

The X-ray shows some kind of necklace.

Hold on. It's just a
keepsake, a good luck charm.

Your luck just ran out. Afraid you bribed
someone in preprocessing for nothing.

I'll keep it.

We're keepin' it.

You like our filing system?

Here we are. You're just
in time for some sunshine.

Hope you took a good look at the
real thing up top, 'cause from now on,

this is all you get.

Fifty-four. Fifty-three.
Fifty-two. Fifty-one.

Fifty. Forty-nine.

Excuse me. Jen Burton?

I'm Buck Rogers. I'm here to
break you out of this place.

Your name's Val-Zhan. And I've
heard that line before, many times.

Except this time it's not a line, as
you'll find out in about 25 seconds.

By the way, when did the
penal system go coed? What?

You know, boys and girls together.

How else would you do it? Men
in one place, women in another.

Do you know the problems that would cause?

I don't feel like talking. Why
don't you leave me alone. Okay?

Do me one favor. Hit the deck. Get down.

Hey, look at this.

I hope you're wearing climbing shoes,
because I think that elevator's out of order.

Come on!
Escape is not possible.

Prisoners will report to the
dayroom. Escape is not possible.

Prisoners will report to the
dayroom. Escape is not possible.

Prisoners will report to the
dayroom. Escape is not possible.

Thanks. I'm sorry about
the way I acted in there.

It's just I really had heard
that line before. Keep moving.

I was thrown by your name. Never heard Mal
say anything about a guy named Buck Rogers.

By the way, where is Mal?
Your boyfriend didn't send me.

- Then why'd you rescue me?
- The word "rescue" is a little premature.

We've gotta keep moving.
Got a rendezvous to make.

With who? Whom. It's with Wilma. Come on.

My sensors just picked up a seismic
disturbance in the proximity of the prison.

Right on schedule. Colonel,
is there any way to verify...

That Captain Rogers didn't trap
himself and Burton in his own explosion?

Negative, Ambassador. The prison's aerial
defense shields are still operating,

though communications appear to be out.

I can't get close enough for
anything but long-range scans.

We're assuming they made it, so don't keep
them waiting. Descend to your rendezvous.

The sooner we get that woman
back to Earth for interrogation...

The sooner we stop Pantera. I
understand, Doctor. Deering out.

Ted, I know we've made
things difficult for you.

I apologize.

In truth, it's the Zetans who
have made things difficult.

After all, their resistance
toJen Burton's extradition...

Was totally unfounded
in view of the situation.

Quite puzzling, actually.

Not really. As an independent
planet, Zeta's always...

- Been distrustful of the Earth's Federation's activities.
- I suppose that's true.

Well, Doctor, if you'll excuse us.

Ambassador Warwick and I have had very
little chance to chat since he's arrived.

Can I interest you in some dinner?

- Only if you let me buy.
- That's fair enough.

You know, I remember some years back...

I agree, Twiki.

There is something odd about
the Ambassador's attitude.

I wonder if there's some kind
of pattern, human or otherwise,

in Pantera's attack on our shipping.

Take me down to Central Data, please.

What about Buck?

He has no way of
communicating with us, Twiki.

If he's in trouble, there's
nothing we can do about it.

What a bummer!

I said, let go of me!

I'm not taking one more step
until you tell me what's going on.

It's a long story, and I don't
think you're gonna care for it much.

This is a big desert, and
I don't like it much either.

You promise you'll keep walking?
As long as you keep talking.

All right. It's a deal. Come on.

So where is it we're heading
again? Station Post 7.

Dr. Huer says it's kind of a colorful
place, has sort of a Moroccan flavor.

A what flavor? Never mind.

We'll be rendezvousing with
Wilma in two and a half hours.

How did I get myself into this? By
falling in love with a fink, that's how.

I don't know what that means, but I
have a feeling I'm not gonna like it.

You're catching on.

Listen, you came an awful long way
and took a real big risk for nothing.

I'm not gonna tell the
Defense Directorate anything.

Maybe you'll feel differently
when you get back to Earth.

Or maybe I won't get back to Earth.

You could just let me slip
away, tell your people I escaped.

They'd never know. You
could do that, couldn't you?

Sorry. Why not?

They giving you a fat bonus the
minute you bring me in the door?

Nope. I've just never
been very good at lying.

Any minute now, an Earth ship is
going to dock at the spaceport.

It'll be piloted by a
woman named Wilma Deering.

Take her to the service area
and keep her there, out of sight.

Is that understood?

Four hundred credits now, 600 later.

We'll meet you in the service area.

We're making pretty good time.

You want to stop and
take a rest? I'm fine.

Really, if you're tired, I don't
mind if we rest. I said, I'm fine.

Well, I'm tired, and
I'm gonna take a rest.

- Pull up a rock.
- I'm not gonna let you take me back, you know.

What are you gonna do? Leave me abandoned
out here in the middle of the wilderness?

Jen?

Why don't you at least wait till
we get to the next station post?

It's that way.

Welcome to Station Post 7, Wilma
Deering. Don't make me use this, okay?

Unconscious people are
so difficult to carry.

And dead ones are so unappealing.

Are you crazy? You've got all
these witnesses. Witnesses?

Any of you witnesses?

Just not that kind of town.

Now, come this way to
the service building.

Uh-uh! Don't try anything.

I could use this,

but you'd probably feel very
uncomfortable when you came to.

Uh, this way?

Just start walkin'. I'll
tell you when to stop.

Okay.

I bet I know why you
were attracted to Pantera.

'Cause most of the
people you knew weren't.

What? I'm my own person. Oh? Uh-huh.

So you attach yourself to someone like
Pantera to prove you're your own person, huh?

He needed me. He used you!

- What would you know about it?
- He promised to spring you out of there immediately.

How long you been in there? The time
for getting me out just hadn't come yet.

Uh-huh. What's he waiting for?

Jen, you've been in there for 10 months.

He's never gonna spring you out.

He's gonna leave you and the secrets of
those murders buried in there forever.

I don't care about you, so why don't
you stop pretending you care about me...

And who I am and why I am
and just leave me alone?

Sand squid!

You got it.

Come on.

You all right?

I don't know how, but I'm fine.

Buck!

Oh, hi.

Can we talk about this?

Ah! God!

Okay, big guy. Come on.

Whew. You okay?

Still breathing. How 'bout you?

It's not the sort of thing I'd
want to do every day, but I'll live.

- Thanks.
- Returning the favor. Nothing more.

- You never let your guard down, do you?
- Sometimes. Thank you.

Tell me, you got some sort of
religious conviction against smiling?

That's better.

Well, this desert's not
getting any smaller. Shall we?

I gotta admit. You're not as
bad as I thought. Oh, thank you.

Seriously. You make a lousy
first impression, but...

Now, wait a minute. I got
you out of there, didn't I?

How long you been in there? Ten
months, rotting in that prison?

Well, not quite 10 months.
Nine and a half maybe.

Now, let's see.

The first five freighters
that Pantera intercepted...

Were bound for the Rigel system.

The next three for Vega.

Two others for Space Station L-20.

I smell a rat.

I'm not sure what you mean by that, Twiki.

But it appears that almost
all of Pantera's raids...

Occurred in the quadrant over which
Ambassador Warwick has diplomatic jurisdiction.

Uh-oh.

We must begin by tapping
the ambassador's computer.

Someone isn't gonna like that.

Meaning Dr. Huer.

Yes, I know, but what
choice do we have, Twiki?

Life is tough.

I don't like this at all.

Wilma was supposed to meet us here
over an hour ago. Well, she's late.

Come on. Let's go to the spaceport.
Let's see if her ship is in at least.

Uh, they're looking at
our clothes. I noticed.

Um, what about, uh...

I never mugged anybody before. Mugged?

It's an old 20th-century custom.
I'll give you a demonstration.

Why are you doing this to me?

- Somebody paid me to.
- Who?

I don't know.

It never occurred to you to ask?

I'm not getting paid a thousand
credits to ask questions.

It never occurred to you
that a thousand credits...

Is nothing compared to
how much is at stake?

How come somebody wants
you out of the way, huh?

Now you ask the questions.

You smuggling something? You the woman
who's been smuggling the quadrillium?

They're probably tearing my ship apart right
now. Course, they'll never find anything.

How much are you carrying?

Twelve kilograms. But if you think
I'm gonna tell you where it is...

You're not gonna tell me.

You're gonna show me.

Get moving.

Now, then. Let's try it again.

- Who's your employer?
- I don't know. I didn't get any names.

All right, then. Where is your employer?

All right. All right.

Wilma's obviously not in here.

Maybe someone's seen her. Come on.

Excuse me, my dear. I see some friends.

Excuse me. My name is Sergio
Sanwiler. Perhaps you've heard of me.

No. No, no, of course not.
I can see you're strangers.

In fact, I couldn't help but
notice you're prison escapees.

- I can, uh, get those off you and not report you... For the right price.
- We have no money.

Wait a minute. Maybe we do.

Not exactly in mint condition,
are they? But then again,

what are a few bacteria between friends?

Wrist, please.

I'm looking for someone. Ayoung lady.

- Came into town a few hours ago. Have you seen her?
- A blonde?

Yeah. I might have.

But information is an additional charge.

Some find my perceptions valuable. I'd be a
fool to give them away for free, wouldn't I?

Well?

No. No blondes in today.
Did see a redhead though.

Sorry. There you go.

Keep that as a little souvenir.

- That's it?
- Yes, that's about it.

I paid for that? That's not information.

If that's the way you feel
about my services, good day.

Twerp.

Well, let's tour this... City.

She's bound to be around here somewhere.

Oh, please! You won't be needing that, I
assure you. I'm the gentlest of creatures.

- Who are you?
- Ah! Sergio Sanwiler.

Perhaps you've heard of
me. No. Well, no matter.

I have some information, if
you're in the market for it.

I hear you're looking for
a pair of escaped prisoners.

- A man and a woman, I believe.
- Where are they?

First things first.
Forty credits in advance.

All right. You've got your
money. Now, get out of here.

Gladly, sir, gladly.

Wonderful doing business with you. Ta-ta.

Well, this simplifies matters.

I've got another job for you. Hmm.

Sanwiler says they'll be in the courtyard.

Give that to Burton. She'll
know what to do with it.

We've been through this town five times,
and there's still no sign of Wilma.

Maybe she's hiding from someone. She could
be on the move. Yeah, or locked up someplace.

We can't bust into every
building in town lookin'for her.

The best thing we can do is use the subspace
transmitter on Wilma's ship to contact Earth.

They'll send someone to pick you up and
someone to help me search for Wilma. Come on.

I don't care what you have to do to
get those coolant units recharged.

I want that ship ready to
take off in an hour. Now, move!

No, old man.
There's nothing to worry about.

Just a friendly call to allay your fears.

Everything's going according to plan.

Deering's out of commission,
and I just set a trap for Rogers.

Jen Burton is as good as dead.

Hey, Buck?

- I'm sorry.
- For what?

'Cause you cared enough to help.

That's why I'm really
sorry I have to do this.

Just hold still a moment, Buck.

Oh, boy. Take it easy. Give
that shot a chance to work.

Wilma? Yeah, it's me.

- Where you been?
- Ah, I got delayed by one of Pantera's thugs.

What happened to you? Where's
Jen Burton? She's gone.

She hit me with some
kind of a stun beam and split.

I think she's headed
straight for Pantera by now.

If she is, she's as good as dead.

- He's here to kill her, not rescue her.
- He's here?

- Yeah.
- Where is he?

At the boardinghouse
the last time I saw him.

Whoa!

You all right? You feel
that shot working yet?

Give me a minute. Give me a minute.

Mal, look who's here.

Hi.

I thought I'd never see you again.

As well you should have. My ring, Jen.

Mal? Is the ship ready for takeoff?

- Ten minutes.
- Then let's get going.

I don't like sittin' in one
place too long. Come along, Jen.

Mal? Stop it, Jen!

Just my luck the one person that ever
broke out of that prison has to be you.

I should've known.

Maybe I did know. I said, come along.

Why? So you can kill me?
You said you loved me.

I said whatever was
necessary to fulfill my needs.

One of which you filled quite adequately.

I said, come along, Jen.

You're next, you know.

Ah, there you are, Dr. Theopolis.

Any word from Colonel
Deering or Captain Rogers?

None, I'm afraid, Doctor.

Colonel Deering's status
report is long overdue.

Something's gone wrong.

But with Ted Warwick
peering over my shoulder,

I can hardly send in additional
agents to investigate.

Ambassador Warwick is a close
friend of yours, is he not?

Yes, we were very close once.

And now I'm not sure I know him at all.

He's changed. When he was
a young man, he was brash,

full ofhimself, but also
intelligent and compassionate.

And supremely confident that one day
he was going to be a great leader.

Well, didn't quite work
out that way, did it?

Ayoung man's promise made to himself is
sometimes a difficult thing to live up to.

I wish there were an easier
way to tell you this, Doctor.

But my investigations indicate...

That Ambassador Warwick is
working with Malary Pantera.

I wish I were more surprised at that.

Would you show me your data, please?

After a while, you see,
the burden of wealth...

Begins to insulate you from reality.

That's why I told my
valet, "Javin," I said,

"Just give me an old
suit, a small shuttle,

and let me discover the galaxy
as only a peasant can."

Now what? Pantera's not at the hotel,

he's not at the spaceport
and he's not here.

Yeah. Someone must've tipped
him off thatJen and I were here.

And I think I know who it was.

Wait here. I'll be right back.

Lovely speaking to you, my dear. Javin
is waiting for me out beyond the...

Hello, Sergio. Who?

You told Pantera where we were, and after I
paid you all that money to keep your mouth shut.

You owe me a favor. Of course. Anything.

Where's Pantera? Anything but that.

This isn't fair. You're using your
unnatural height to your advantage.

So sue me. Where's Pantera?

If he's not at the boarding
hotel, then, I... I don't know.

Fine. Then we're gonna search that
desert grain by grain until we find him.

Well, in that case, his ship is being
readied for departure in Service Building 3.

Fine. I knew you'd respond to reason.

Come on.

Hyperthyroid.

Now, then, as I was saying...

As you feared, Ambassador
Warwick is not in his quarters.

He is obviously aware of my suspicions...

And is attempting his
escape from the city. No, no.

If he'd left the Directorate
complex, we would have heard.

He must still be on the grounds.
Seal off the area immediately.

Already sealed, Doctor.

When they find him, shall I have Security
deliver the Ambassador to your office?

No. Despite all that's happened,

he's still a Federation
officer and a friend.

When Security locates him,
have them notify me at once.

They're not to take any action, not
even to make their presence known...

Until after I arrive.

You stupid incompetent! How
could you let her get away?

I'm sorry, Mr. Pantera.
It wasn't my fault.

She used some kind of martial
art technique I never saw before.

How did she get free? Uh, she said she...

Ah, never mind, never
mind! Get outta here!

And don't think you're gonna get paid
for your work. You're lucky to be alive.

And as for you, just a
shove into an empty air lock,

and nobody'll ever find
the body in deep space.

Sometimes the frontal assault
works best. All right. Move.

Get over there.

You all right? I'm fine.

Rescuing you is getting to be a full-time
occupation. All right, all of you.

We're marching out of here single file.

Not quite, Colonel. Drop your weapons now.

Of course, frontal assaults
do have their drawbacks.

This does
necessitate a change in plans.

Instead of one, there'll be
three bodies dumped in space.

Go see what all that shouting's about.

Agh!

Why's he after me? What is it?

- It's your bracelet.
- Oh, it is, huh?

No!

Be my guest.

You know he's gonna
kill him. Please help me.

Oh, boy. Come on.

Help him! You just can't
let him take Mal away.

What am I supposed to do? He's a machine.

All right. Come on. I know where I
can cut him off. Let's go. Come on.

You've gotta stop him!

- Stop him how? He's a machine, not a human being.
- Just stop him.!

It's all over, Hugo.
You're not taking him in.

All right. Full power.

Control center. Fire!

You idiot!
You've let her take your gun!

But you were hurt! Will
you get away from me?

I told you you were next.

You don't want to do that, Ted.

What's the trick, Elias?
Where are your guards?

No guards. It's just me.

I wanted to give you the
opportunity to surrender.

How considerate of you.

I just heard from my people on Zeta.

Pantera's been captured.
Jen Burton is still alive.

Tell me something, Ted.

Would you really have
allowed him to kill her?

Tried not to think about it too much.
- I see.

No, you don't see.

You can't see.

You can't know what it's
like to be a go-between.

A messenger.

I was the one who was going to
send the messages, Elias. Remember?

Not be the one to deliver them.

I was going to build something.

Something important.

Something that would last.

You seemed to take Pantera's arrest
right in stride. Congratulations.

I adapt quickly. Besides,
I had excellent help.

Mmm.

Wait a minute now. What is this?

Nothing. I just wanted to have a little
something to remember all this by.

Sure.

You don't think that android
could... No, no, of course not.

You can keep it.