All language subtitles for Young.Justice.S02E17.The.Hunt.1080p.Blu-ray.DD2.0.Hi10P.x264-CtrlHD

As long as the Ambassador
refuses to allow an attack

on the Justice meat
guarding the Key Chamber,

the Crystal Key
is useless to us,

and the Warworld will never
truly belong to the Reach.

Mongul is to blame.

By bring the Warworld to Earth,
he cost us half our fleet.

67.3%, actually.

Rawr. And alerted the human meat
to our hidden invasion force.

The Ambassador has ways
of handling the humans.

And though we have
endured our setbacks,

the Earth heroes
have lost so much more.

All considered,
things progressed quite well.

Except for one loose end.

That loose end
will soon be cut off.

Arsenal to Team. Come in.
Code Red, Code Red.

Arsenal to Watchtower.
Come in, Justice League.

Arsenal to anyone... come in!

And in addition to our joint
scientific advancements,

the Earth has also gained
a new hero.

One part human individual,
one part Reach technology.

Blue Beetle
is the living embodiment

of the peaceful union
between our peoples.

Plus, he saved us all
from the Warworld.

Not too shabby.

And this is only the beginning.

Just imagine
what the future holds

when together,
we reach for tomorrow.

Greetings, young one.
Do you have a question?

Uh, I thought the Justice League
protected the Earth.

Why didn't they stop
the Warworld?

I wonder about that, too.

Just as I wonder
why they seem to attract

so many outer space bullies
to your planet.

Maybe the Warworld was a bully
too big for the League to handle.

Good thing your new friends,
The Reach, were here to protect you.

The threat that was the Warworld
is now a new hope for mankind;

a weapon to defend your planet.

We, The Reach, will safeguard
this weapon without boarding it,

until such time as humanity
is ready to assume control.

The Warworld is our gift to you.

Oh, nice one, Tye! You are seriously
getting a handle on your power.

Thanks, Virgil.
But I'd rather get a handle

on the scarab that turned my man Jaime
into The Reach's little blue puppet.

I wonder if The Reach
can appreciate the irony

of their own creations
working against them.

Hey, they did not create us.
They kidnapped us.

And experimented on us
against our will.

And with that in mind, if you truly
want to hit The Reach where it hurts,

I believe
I can show you the way.

Anything?

No. I'm sorry.
I can't sense any of them.

But the Warworld is so big,
they could easily be out of range.

We've been flying this surface
grid pattern for hours.

- And... and you're exhausted.
- I'm fine. I... I can do this.

Of course. But there's no need to over-tax
yourself so soon after your kidnapping.

Besides, we're not giving up.

We'll start over where
the Team first disappeared.

- Look for a new lead.
- All right. If you think it best.

Come on, come on,
you dumb machine!

Just give me an outside line
to the Watchtower,

The warehouse, anywhere!

Great. And me, basically
out of ammo.

Ha! That's what you get.

Now you're just being petty.

You'll never pod me again!
Never!

It's called Father Box.

It can open a Boom Tube, or gateway
to the Warworld and back again.

It has also been programmed
to locate Kryptonian DNA.

Kryptonian? You mean you're
sending us after Superman?

The Superboy, actually.

One of nine young heroes
captured by The Reach.

- Those guys saved us from The Reach!
- Precisely. Care to return the favor?

And in the process, strike
a critical blow against The Reach?

Dude, you're asking us to go inside
the Warworld and rescue superheroes.

If they got caught,
what chance do we have?

- Misión suicida...
- Kamikaze...

I'm in.

There's no way
The Reach expects us.

With the element of surprise
and our powers,

we're the only ones who might
actually stand a chance.

Besides, we owe 'em.

My thoughts exactly.

- Fine.
- You had me at "We owe 'em".

How does work, please?

The Warworld shielding
prevents Father Box

from pinpointing Superboy's
exact location from Earth,

but it can Boom Tube you
within a few miles of it.

Once you're inside, it will lead you
directly to Superboy and the others.

And when you're ready,
it can bring you all home.

Simply ask, Asami,
and it will obey.

The Warworld, please.

Ahhh!

Hello.

Oh, we give up, we give up,
please don't hurt us!

It was stupid to come here!
It was stupid, stupid, stupid!

I knew this wouldn't work!
We are so sorry.

He's right.

We don't want any trouble.
We just want to go home.

Fooled ya.

Hoo-hoo!

Now you gone done
woke up the big man.

Adios.

Ed, Sam, Tye, time to go.

Raw power. Now we're talking
the same language.

And that's what you get
for blasting my board!

Dude, did we know your, uh,
long shadow was laser-proof?

Ugh, more like
laser-resistant.

Those beams stung.

Superboy, please.

This way.

Haven't you already scanned
every inch of this place?

Yeah, but I'm obviously capable
of missing obvious clues.

I totally should have spotted
evidence of Blue Beetle's defection

after Green Beetle
fixed his scarab.

That's my fault. You asked
me to scan Green's mind,

and I vouched for him
without delving deep.

I was so afraid to use my powers
after what I did to Aqualad.

I allowed Green Beetle
and his scarab to feed me

exactly what The Reach
wanted us to believe.

So Blue trusted Green
and was turned by him,

then somehow abducted the Team.

All on me.

Except you never would've been
in that position

if I had trusted you have with the
secret of Aqualad's deep cover mission.

I put you, Aqualad, Artemis,
the whole Team, in unacceptable danger.

So, this is our guilt-off.

I say I messed up, then you
say you messed up worse.

Dick, we both made mistakes,
and we both need to get over ourselves.

Save the Team,
then save Blue.

As a certain 13-year-old
was once fond of saying,

"That's just what we do."

Sphere! Ha ha!

Can you take us
to Superboy?

I think that's a "yes".

The meat-designated "Arsenal" continues
to elude Black Beetle soldiers.

But of greater interest,

four of our former test subjects
are inside the Warworld

and attacking our patrols.

What?! How did they get...

- One minute, Mr. Ambassador.
- I'll be right with you.

Tell Black to terminate both situations,
with extreme prejudice.

And now, an old friend
of our program...

The Reach Ambassador.

- Welcome back to the show, Ambassador.
- Always a pleasure, G. Gordon.

Oh, man.

There they are.

Looks like they're frozen...

They're in stasis.

And you will join them
soon enough.

Guys, I saw this freak take down
all these heroes back on The Reach ship.

Please, don't let that
stop you from attacking me.

I could use the exercise.

Aah!

Please tell me he did not just take
our big gun in three seconds flat.

Scatter!

Aah!

So much for exercise.

All right, meat. Might as well
teleport yourself into a stasis cell

and save me the trouble.

- Gracias, amigo.
- Um, who are you?

The guy who will save your
butts if you listen carefully.

You can't beat
Black Beetle head on,

but keep him off balance and we
might just stand a chance.

So you see, G. Gordon, The Reach
is all about intergalactic brotherhood.

A lovely sentiment.

So, please explain
to the good folks at home

how it squares with the lies
you told us

and the fleet of warships
you hid beneath our oceans!

I think you're forgetting
that those ships

helped Blue Beetle
save the Earth from...

Unfortunately, The Reach
only has this single ship,

designed for peaceful
exploration and diplomacy

and unequipped
with any weapons.

Now, I don't know how you'd call that
on your world, Ambassador,

but on planet Earth,
we call it a bold faced lie!

How many more lies are you
hiding beneath our seas,

and how much more propaganda
will you ask the human race to swallow

and wash down
with a nice, cold Reach?

I am starting to get annoyed.

Ugh, I really hate that sound!

We're throwing everything we've got at
this desperado and barely holding our own.

Shouldn't we be
freeing some of the good guys?

No.

Ah, amigo, you don't seem clear
on who we're here to rescue.

Trust me, I'm clear.

Mongul!
This is all your fault!

Reach...

You guys free the Team.
There's something else I need to get.

Ándale, Super-niño!

Let's go, move!

Ok, get ready.

There's a squad of Reach
soldiers waiting for us.

Hey, fearless leader.
Better late than never.

- Everyone safe?
- For now.

- The crystal key?
- Gone. And we better get gone, too,

before one of them
declares a winner.

Right. Move out.

All aboard.
We're almost home free.

I think congratulations
are in order.

No training, no guidance,
and yet you pulled it off.

When we get back,
after a debrief,

there might be a place
for all of you with the Team.

Wow, really?

So now that
we saved your butts,

you're cool with us not being
Star Lab's guinea pigs.

Dude, chill.

Before we head back, we need
to talk about Blue Beetle.

- He betrayed us.
- Look who's talking.

Last thing I remember is you blowing
an airlock without warning.

Nearly got us all killed and
absolutely guaranteed our capture!

Hey! After 8 years on ice, there's
no way I was getting grabbed again.

And in case you hadn't noticed,

my escape resulted in you being free
now to stand here and complain.

- So how about a "thank you"?
- You're right, Arsenal.

Thank you.

And after we get back to Earth,

you're off the Team.

- Well, wait a minute!
- If it wasn't for Arsenal,

we wouldn't have rescued anyone.

That may be. But this isn't the first
time he's pulled this kind of stunt.

Intentionally endangering
the lives of teammates

in order to further
his own agenda

or guard against
his own personal demons.

It's unacceptable. So until you
prove yourself a team player,

you have no place on this Team.

Now let's get aboard
and get out of here.

We can discuss this further
when we're not behind enemy lines.

Sounds like there's
nothing left to discuss.

See, we don't need
your help getting back to Earth,

or your offer to join the Team.

We have our own way
of doing things.

What do you say, bro,
want to ride with us?

Sounds like a plan.

- Wait, is that a...
- Home, please.

So, am I right in thinking
congratulations are in order?

- Luthor!
- Ahh...

You brought home a souvenir.

Lex Luthor's got you running
his errands on the Warworld?!

This guy's the reason I'm missing 8 years
of my life and my arm! Don't you get it?

He didn't care if you rescued the Team.
He was using you...

As a distraction to lure Black Beetle
away from the Crystal Key

so one of his other pawns
could steal it.

Hmm, Deathstroke's
more of a bishop, actually.

But I'm not sure
I understand the problem.

You rescued the heroes
and dealt a blow to The Reach.

Isn't that exactly
what I promised you?

No more promises.