All language subtitles for Halo S02E07

There is this woman,
she flipped a coin.

She dared me to call it,
and I did.

For luck.

They're responsible, Kai.
For Reach.

-For Vannak.
-The Covenant's responsible.

The Covenant didn't take
our armor.

Centuries of work can be undone

by the smallest of oversights.

How did you choose me?

I didn't choose you.
I found you.

When things fall apart,
you're never there.

You ran from
the Spartan program.

You ran from the Rubble.

- Who took Kessler?
- The UNSC.

They're still making Spartans.

- What is this place?
- Thermopylae.

Infiltrate the ship,

deliver the Spike.

I know this.

What is it doing here?

What is this place?

It's where it all began.

Without your research,
I never would have been able

to discover your mistake.

If you were to use
the Artifact

to project yourself back
to the Halo,

you could determine
its location in the stars.

I can't go there without him.

Perhaps I can help.

Cortana.

The Covenant's going
to find the Halo, Chief.

It is imperative
that you get there first.

You need to touch the Artifact.

He said that you let
the whole planet burn.

Sometimes events
are beyond our control.

- You can't trust him.
- But I do.

I always have.

As a child, I came here
in my imagination.

- I always thought it was...
- A dream.

...alive.

I try to understand
what it wants from me.

Why me?

Why you?

Look at me.

I saw you.

On Reach.

With the Sangheili.

The Arbiter is a soldier.

Like you.

You brought the Covenant there.

Millions of people.

Gone.

-Because of you.
-Because of war.

If you could burn High Charity
to embers, would you hesitate?

There's a difference.
You're human.

Am I? Are you?

What if there are no sides?

Only life and death.

Light and dark. Us and them.

We are not the same.

You don't believe that.

I needed to see your eyes.

To know that you understand
what needs to be done.

You found it.

You can't bring
the Covenant here.

Do you understand?

If they control the Halo...

They will annihilate humankind.

And if the humans control it,
they'll annihilate the Covenant.

This is all they know.

The Ring does more than destroy.

It holds the seed
of life itself.

We could build a world here.

A place of peace.

They're not gonna
let that happen.

They don't decide.

The Ring doesn't belong to them.
It belongs to us.

I see it now.

The difference between us.

You doubt.

Move.

You need to move.

Everybody out!

Did you find it?

The map. Show me.

There.

I take it your strike team

has failed to locate
Master Chief.

Allow me to help you.
He's with the Artifact.

Captain Briggs's
team was moving in

on the target when--

If people learn that Master
Chief in fact is not dead,

it'll lead
to inconvenient questions

about Reach, don't you think?

About who knew what, and when.

Well, we won't have
to worry about that.

Did you say "we"?

You were in charge.

Acting on your orders.

But I'm not even in the ONI.

What's taking so long?
Where's the feed?

Coming back online now, ma'am.

Signal reacquired, ma'am.

We're tracking
the Covenant Cruiser.

It just exited slipspace
in the Soell system.

That's a Covenant battle group.

That's the entire First Fleet
of Solemn Accord.

-What's wrong with it?
-It's the signal, ma'am.

There's significant energy

coming from the center
of that system.

Solar flare. Nova activity.
Black hole.

Contact Admiral Stanforth

to dispatch the UNSC fleet
from Sector 3.

Ready the Spartan-IIIs.

My Spartan-IIIs were trained
to execute specialized missions.

I thought you said
they were ready?

They're elite soldiers.

They're not designed to assault
a Covenant fleet without--

It's your job to prepare them.
I decide how they're used.

Now, if there's nothing else,
I suggest you find him.

It's not a black hole.

John-117, stop where you are.

On your knees.

We have orders to take you in.

Those aren't your orders.

He's resisting.
Take him down.

I said take him down.

Shoot him.

I've been on that side
of the gun.

I didn't ask questions.

I didn't want to know.

Pull the trigger!

But we always know, don't we?

I gave you an order, Lieutenant.

She knows you can't take
a bullet back.

That's why she wants it
to be yours.

But if you're gonna kill me...

at least look me in the eyes.

What are you doing?
I said engage!

Do it yourself.

Stop right there!

Didn't ask for your help.

Were you gonna do it?

This structure might
not be stable, we should go.

We're not going anywhere.

Whoever designed this complex
built the Halo.

What is this place?

It's a repository for knowledge,
like a library.

Or a religious site.

As the original
lead scientist on this project,

I can assure you
it is a library.

As you can see
from the node walls...

Like you'd find
in a church or a chapel.

Got it.

You have no idea.

Thanks.

You said something
about a mistake.

Did I?

Yes, you said I made a mistake.

When you solved the
first cipher back in the day,

you did so according
to your own familiar principles.

Data, mathematics.

And you unlocked
the first alcove.

-Simple.
-It wasn't that simple.

-It took me weeks to solve it.
-It took you four months.

I have your notes, remember?

You opened this one.

But what you overlooked
is that the cipher

isn't just mathematical.

It's also linguistic.

In this case,
a complex ideographic system

with a number of logographic
traits, some phonemes...

Do you think this will take
a long time?

It'll take less
than four months.

What was inside?

You first.

Whatever you found
wasn't in your notes.

Tell me.

DNA.

Theirs.

And ours.

I have the commander
of the lead Condor.

-Name's Bookman.
-Put him through.

Commander Bookman,
this is Admiral Parangosky.

Can your team hear me?

Yes, ma'am.

Our enemy's about to learn

that there's a cost
to tangling with humanity.

I'm asking you
to deliver the bill.

-Can you do that for me?
-Yes, ma'am.

Arrow Team, make ready.
On my mark.

Godspeed.

Spartans on the beam.

Condor-Hotel-Tango-3,
come in.

Condor-Charlie-November-2
radio check.

All assassin Condors,
this TAC-CON ONYX, over.

Any Assassin Condors, respond.

Deploy the second wave.

- Yes, Admiral.
- What?

No, the first wave
just got obliterated

and now you're sending more?

What do you expect will happen?

I expect they'll follow
their orders.

Admiral...

don't do this.

Tell me the moment
our Condors exit slipspace.

This is unsound.

How many Spartan-IIIs
are you willing to sacrifice?

All of them.

This isn't just another battle.

What do you think
is at the center of that system?

If the Covenant
takes the Halo...

we won't live
to fight another day.

There will be no more days.

Where are we going?

They brought us to a place
just like this.

We were kids.

Our trainers told us
that the objective

was to defend the pass.

But that wasn't it.

What was the objective?

To learn... what it meant
to call yourself a Spartan.

I fought with everything I had.

But they were soldiers.
They were too big, too fast.

They had batons.

You had two options--
stand and bleed, or run.

Most ran.

Until you're in
that situation...

...you don't know what kind
of person you are.

I wasn't brave.

I just kept moving forward

when others went back.

By the third night,
there were only five of us left:

Me. Riz.

Vannak. Kai.

John.

So we stood together.

And we fought together.

And we lost...

together.

What are we gonna do
about Kessler?

Nothing.

What?

Tonight is his.

What are you saying?

If we take this away from him,

he'll never know
which person he is.

What the hell
did they do to you?

If you mean by "they,"

the people who stood by me
no matter what?

I stand by you no matter what!

All that time you were
obsessing about Halsey,

you weren't trying
to bring her to justice.

You were trying
to find your way back.

It meant something,
being a Spartan.

You are not a Spartan.

You have a life.

You have a marriage.

You have a son.

And I'll be damned
if anyone's going to hurt him.

He doesn't belong here.

I won't let them
turn him into a killer.

And I won't let you.

- Laera...
- Don't!

Slow down.

I can't feel my fingers.

Take a breath.

You're all right.

I'm gonna mess this up.

I screwed up
the last simulation.

Take it easy.

You're okay.

I'm pretty sure I'm gonna die.

You're just scared
of being scared.

When that plasma starts flying,

you won't have time
to be scared for yourself.

Because you'll be scared for me,
and I'll be scared for you.

I'll be watching
your ass every minute.

So you better be watching mine.

Copy?

Yeah.

John.

Look, this isn't all on me.

You lied to us.

You put us in harm's way.
You got us grounded.

I tried to help you,
but you wouldn't listen.

What was I supposed to do?
I had to make a call.

You made the wrong call.

You trusted people
who wanted us dead.

I made a mistake.

Maybe you don't know
what that feels like,

but that's what humans do.

They make mistakes.

But we shouldn't be here.

Where are we going?

-John?
-I need my suit.

-You don't know where it is?
-No.

But she does.

Even then, I understood
what it meant.

The DNA I found in that vault
was both human and not.

- A mutation?
- A possibility.

An invitation to unlock

the full potential
of our species.

So, I started looking.

I assembled a team.

We scoured the galaxy for those
people who exhibited traces

of the genetic sequence
that I found here.

You took children.

I needed Spartans.

We all did.

Who else knows about this?

Show me what you found.

Whatever it is,
it must be valuable.

Computer, give me
the same simulation parameters.

Expand scale.

Planetary.

Initiate.

Expand scale.

Star system.

Initiate.

Thank you, Cortana.

Wait. John. No.

John...

Give me one reason

why I shouldn't kill this guy
right now.

Honestly nothing comes to mind.

John.

Where is my armor?

I know where it is!

I can get it for you.

Tell me.

It's behind a biometric lock!

We need his face.

Attached?

Parangosky lied
about the Spike.

It doesn't do what we told them.

Let's go.

It's not an override.

The virus compresses
the ship's fusion drive,

creating a reaction
powerful enough

to incinerate everything
within a million miles.

-Wait, what?
-Their fleet. Our fleet.

Perhaps even the Halo itself.

Parangosky's throwing
Spartan-IIIs

at the Covenant fleet in swarms

because she doesn't need
all of them to make it.

She just needs one.

One team. One Spike.

One ship.

The Spartans are Parangosky's
insurance policy.

Her fail-safe.

If we lose this battle
against the Covenant,

we won't get the Halo.

But with Parangosky's Spike,
neither will they.

Since when do you care
about Spartans?

These Spartans
are my life's work.

I've heard that before.

What happened?

To my father?

They say he stayed behind.

On Reach.

You know your father.

He would never leave.

Survivors are scattered
all over the galaxy.

Can't be sure
he's not one of them.

I saw it.

Miranda, I-- I saw him.

At the end.

W-Wait, Miranda.

Now that's something.

Not just math.
Not just language.

These are stars.

Sector 4.

I couldn't save him.

Vannak looked at me
and he didn't understand...

how he got there.

He wasn't scared.

He just didn't understand.

What are we going to do?

Well, I came here
to punch a hole in your chest.

Watch the life drain out of you,
like my friend.

I didn't give the orders
on Reach.

But you followed them.

And I followed you.

You are going to tell everybody

what Parangosky did on Reach.

And then you're gonna
tell the truth

about what you did too.

It'll be my word against hers.
I don't have proof.

I'm the proof.

The moment I walk out of here
in that suit,

everything that Parangosky did,
everything she said,

it all becomes a lie.

I'll be destroyed too.

It all costs something.

Even when you can't see it.

That's what you people
never understand.

Somebody always pays.

This time, it's you.

That constellation
is Veles's Net.

Yeah.

And that's Loviatar's Wing.

And the Grand Cross
is the final piece.

Nothing's happening.

We must have missed something.

The cipher's a test.

Do we share their understanding
of mathematics?

Biology?

Do we communicate
the way they did?

Do we explore
the way they explored?

Are we curious?

It's not a map.

It's a clock.

What?

It projects the stars as
they are, as we see them, but...

this isn't their sky.

What are you doing?

Stars...

they move over time.

Millions of years.

How do you know where they go?

I've seen it before.

Seen what?

Their stars.

It was like a dream.

- Wait.
- You must be joking!

Wait, what if...

Are you coming or not?

You know what we have to do.

-It's not that simple.
-You heard what Ackerson said.

Parangosky's throwing
the Spartan-IIIs into the fire.

-We gotta go with them.
-I can't come with you.

Why not?

Because Parangosky's right, Kai.

What are you talking about?

I'm not saying
it doesn't matter.

I'm not saying it doesn't hurt.

But if we lose the Halo...

You heard what he said.

We're talking
about an entire fleet.

I'm talking about
the end of everything.

The Halo has more
than one purpose,

but in the wrong hands,
it is a weapon.

I'm going with them.

They're mine.

I can't let them go alone.

I need to be there.

I know.

If it comes down to it...

and it's you

with that Spike in your hand...

Just get to the Halo.

No matter what.

Those symbols.

What does it say?

I haven't seen that one before.

The central segment looks
like the ideograph

for "growth" or "rebirth,"
but the symbol at the top

usually has negative
connotations.

Given the positioning,

maybe it modifies
the other symbol.

It could mean anything.
Change. Division. Decay.

It's a tomb.

It's not a tomb.

It's a laboratory.

And that...

It's a scientist.

It's almost human.

Don't touch it.

There's something in its hand.

Wait.

We need to move.

Halsey, let's go.

- Get out!
- No, Miranda...

Move!

- Look.
- Halsey!

Look at this...

-Halsey!
-Can you see?

We have to go! Halsey!

Come on! Come on!
Let's go!

Mom!

Please.

We have to get back there.
That was a city.

A city.

Imagine the technology,

the ingenuity required
to build that--

- What's happening?
- It's beautiful.

It's spreading.

It's their history.

The story of their empire
expanding.

All these worlds they knew.

Growth.

-What's wrong?
-It's real.

-What is?
-We can't be here.

- Kwan--
- No. Let her go.

Miranda, tell me.

Tell me you got it.

Kessler!

Kessler!

Hey.

Kessler.

It's me.

Hey.

Soren!

Mom!

Kessler!

Nice suit.

How are you alive?

I could ask the same thing
about you.

You're coming with us.

I have a different mission.

You know what it would mean
to them to see you're alive.

To know you're fighting
beside them.

You know what
it would mean to me.

When the battle ends,

they don't talk about the ones
who don't come home.

They just call it a victory

and say it was because of me.

Because of something I did,
or something I had, or--

Or something you are.

Something you can't see.

But you feel it.

I know you feel it.

Moving through you.

That woman made you
flip that coin

all those times
when you were a kid.

Was it luck?

Did you guess?

I told you, I...

I just knew.

Did you know?

Or did you make it
come up heads?

Perez.

I'll be all right.

One way or the other.

What do you suppose it does?

Well, she was a scientist
and she died clutching it, so...

It's her work.

I spent the last five months
down in that site.

Staying late, working alone,

just me and your notes.

In a way, it felt like I was
talking to who you used to be.

I want to meet the people
who built that city

just as much as you do.

And don't worry.

If you never get there, I will.

I believe you.

Security team
to Section 70.

Possible unauthorized
personnel.

Halsey?

Mom?

Now that's something.

Let's go, Master Chief.

You know, I've been doing this
a long time.

I beg your pardon?

Are we going to pretend

you didn't do an analysis
of the Spike code?

And unauthorized simulations?

You know,
I've always found it helps

to know what my people
are thinking.

Especially when I'm not there.

What about the Spartan-IIIs?

-What about them?
-They trusted me.

I told them they could win.

You can't do this to them.

You mean I can't do this to you.

No.

To them.

Flight Deck,
this is Launch Control.

We're detecting a heat plume
on Condor UBX-19.

Condor UBX-19, this is Control.

You do not have an approved
flight plan.

You're not cleared for launch.

UBX-19, identify yourself.

This is Master Chief John-117.

You were saying?

- Restrain this man.
- Yes, Admiral.

See, when the story of what
happened on Reach gets told,

when the story of what happened
here gets told,

I think they'll listen to him,
don't you?

Get it out of your head.

He's not coming.

We're approaching the slot.

Hostiles in range,
60 seconds to jump point.

Good luck, Spartans.

First squad, on the beam!