All language subtitles for The 100 S01E01 Pilot

CLARKE: / feel the sun on my face.

I see trees all around me.

Scent of wildflowers on a breeze.
It's so beautiful.

In this moment,
I'm not stranded in space.

It's been 97 years since a nuclear
apocalypse killed everyone on Earth

leaving the planet
simmering in radiation.

Fortunately, there were survivors.

Twelve nations had operational space
stations at the time of the bombs.

There is now only the Ark,
one station forged from the many.

We're told the earth needs another
100 years to become survivable again.

Four more space-locked generations
and man can go home.

Back to the ground.

The ground, that's the dream.

This is reality.

(DOOR OPENS)

Prisoner 319, face the wall.

CLARKE: Reality sucks.

- What is this?
- MAN: Quiet.

- Hold out your right arm.
- No!

No, it's not my time.

- I don't turn 18 for another month.
- MAN: Hold out your arm.

CLARKE: On The Ark, every crime, no
matter how small, is punishable by death.

Unless you're under 18.

- Take your watch--
- No, it was my father's.

- Take your--
- No!

(GRUNTING)

CLARKE: Juvenile offenders get put here.
Lock up.

We call it the Sky Box.

- MAN: Prisoner 319.
- WOMAN: Clarke, stop!

Wait here.

Mom?

Mom, what's going on?

What is this?

They're killing us all, aren't they?

Reducing population to make more time
for the rest of you.

Clarke, you are not being executed.

You're being sent to the ground.

- All one hundred of you.
- What?

But it's not safe.
No, we get reviewed at 18.

The rules have changed.
This gives you a chance to live.

Your instincts will tell you
to take care of everybody else first.

Just like your father.
But be careful.

I can't lose you too.

I love you so much.

(GRUNTS)

Earth, Clarke.
You need to go to Earth.

(CLATTERING)

(VOICES CHATTERING)

(INHALES SHARPLY)

Welcome back.

- Look--
- Wells, why the hell are you here?

When I found out they were
sending prisoners to the ground

I got myself arrested.

I came for you.

- (EXPLOSION)
- (SCREAMING)

- What was that?
- That was the atmosphere.

Prisoners of the Ark, hear me now.

You've been given a second chance.

And as your chancellor,
it is my hope that you see this

as not just a chance for you
but a chance for all of us

indeed for mankind itself.

We have no idea what is
waiting for you down there.

If the odds of survival were better
we would have sent others.

Frankly, we're sending you, because
your crimes have made you expendable.

- If, however, you do survive
- BOY: Your dad's a dick, Wells.

then those crimes will be forgiven.
Your records wiped clean.

(CROWD SHOUTING)

I saw a ship launch,
not more than 20 minutes ago.

- MAN 2: Who was on it?
- WOMAN: The prisoners? They're kids.

Are they going to Earth?
Has something changed?

As I said, at this time,
we cannot confirm or deny anything.

MAN: Come on, lady!

MAN 3: Is my son on that ship?

CHANCELLOR: The drop site
has been chosen carefully.

Before the last war,

Mount Weather was a military base
built within a mountain.

It was to be stocked with enough
non-perishables to sustain 300 people...

(SHOUTING)

...for up to two years.
No one ever made it there.

- Because we...
- Check it out.

- spare you no food...
- Your dad floated me after all.

Should strap in before the
parachutes are deployed.

Hey, you two!
Stay put if you want to live.

Mount Weather is life. You must
locate those supplies immediately.

You're the traitor who's been
in solitary for a year.

You're the idiot who wasted a month
of oxygen on an illegal space walk.

But it was fun.

I'm Finn.

CHANCELLOR: One responsibility.
Stay alive.

Finally... I'm sure you're
wondering

- about those wristbands...
- Stay in your seats!

(GRUNTING)

Finn, are you okay?

Ah!

Not now.

Total system failure.
That's what we're looking at.

All we know for sure is that they
were off course

- when we lost contact, so--
- Tell me about communications.

Other than the telemetry from the
wristbands, we got nothing.

No audio, no video.
No computer link.

Everything that we programmed in
to help them is gone.

They're on their own now.

- Retrorockets ought to have fired by now.
- Okay.

Everything on this ship is
a hundred years old right?

- Just give it a second.
- There's something I have to tell you.

I'm sorry I got your father arrested.

Don't you talk about my father.

Please, I can't die
knowing that you hate me.

They didn't arrest my father, Wells.
They executed him.

I do hate you.

(RUMBLING)

(SHOUTING)

(ENGINES WINDING DOWN)

Listen...

No machine hum.

Whoa!

That's a first.

(CLATTERING)

CLARKE: Finn, is he breathing?

BOY: The outer doors are
on the lower level. Let's go.

No, we can't just open the doors.

Hey, just back it up guys.

Stop!

The air could be toxic.

If the air's toxic,
we're dead anyway.

GIRL: Bellamy?

BOY: That's the girl they
hid under the floor.

My god!

Look how big you are.

What the hell are you wearing?
A guard's uniform?

I borrowed it to get on the
dropship.

Someone's got to keep an eye
oN you.

(LAUGHS)

CLARKE: Where's your wristband?

Do you mind?
I haven't seen my brother in a year.

BOY: No one has a brother.

GIRL: That's Octavia Blake.
The girl they found hidden in the floor.

Octavia, no!

Let's give them something else
to remember you by.

Yeah? Like what?

Like being the first person
on the ground in a hundred years.

(AIR HISSING)

(EXHALES DEEPLY)

(GASPS)
We're back bitches!

(ALL CHEERING)

Why so serious, princess?

It's not like we died
in a fiery explosion.

Tell that to the two guys, who tried
to follow you out of their seats.

You don't like being called princess.
Do you, princess?

Do you see that peak over there?

Yeah.

Mount Weather.

There's a radiation-soaked forest
between us and our next meal.

They dropped us
on the wrong damn mountain.

Here it is.

We know they've landed,
but communication's down.

Which means werre still blind
to conditions on the ground.

Thanks to Abby's wristbands

at least we know how those
conditions affect the human body.

Which is more than we've had
for hundred years. So...

...nice work.
Now, what are they telling us?

Two dead kids. Dark tiles.

Dr. Jackson, please share our theory
with Counselor Kane.

Of course. Granted, they've only been
on the ground for seven minutes.

But as of now, we believe the
fatalities are due to the landing.

Not radiation levels.

Both boys died at the same time that
we lost contact with the dropship.

- Rough landing? That's your theory?
- The dots connect.

Would you agree
that if it was radiation

we'd see fatalities
climb fairly quickly now

because lI'm noticing a lot of red
on that board.

Spiking vital signs.

Two possibilities.
One, injuries sustained during landing.

And the other?

They're excited to be there.

We got problems.
The communication system is dead.

I went to the roof. A dozen panels
are missing. Heat fried the wires.

All that matters right now is
getting to Mount Weather.

See, look. This is us.

This is where we need to get to
if you want to survive.

Where did you learn to do that?

Your father.

Cool, a map.

Can I get a bar in this town?
I'll buy you a beer.

- You mind?
- BOY: Hey!

Hands off of him.
He's with us.

Relax.

We're just trying to figure out
where we are.

We're on the ground.
Is that not good enough for you?

We need to find Mount Weather.
You heard my father's message.

- That has to be our first priority.
- Screw your father.

What?
You think you're in charge here?

You and little princess?

Do you think we care
who's in charge?

We need to get to Mount Weather.

Not because the chancellor said so,
because the longer we wait

the hungrier we'll get
and the harder this will be.

How long do you think we'll last
without those supplies?

We're looking at a 20-mile trek.
Okay?

So if we want to get there before dark,
we need to leave. Now.

I got a better idea. You two go.
Find it for us.

Let the privileged do the hard work
for a change.

ALL: Yeah.

You're not listening.
We all need to go.

Look at this, everybody.
Chancellor of Earth.

- (LAUGHTER)
- You think that's funny?

Wells!

BOY: Come on, get him!

No, but that was.

All right.

(CROWD SHOUTING)

Come on.

Kid's got one leg.
How about you wait until it's a fair fight.

Hey, Space Walker.

Rescue me next.

(LAUGHTER)

What? He's cute.

- He's a criminal.
- They're all criminals.

Look, I came down here
to protect you.

I don't need protecting.

I have been locked up
one way or another all my life.

I am done following orders.

I need to have fun, Bell.

I need to do something crazy
just because I can.

And no one, including you,
is gonna stop me.

- I can't stay with them.
- Now what're you talking about?

I did something, okay?
To get on the dropship.

Something that they will kill me for
when they come down.

I can't say what it is just yet.
But you have to trust me.

You do still trust me, don't you?

Yeah.

So, Mount Weather.
When do we leave?

Right now.

We'll be back tomorrow with food.

How the two of you gonna
carry enough food for a hundred?

Four of us.

- Can we go now?
- OCTAVIA: Sounds like a party.

- Make it five.
- Hey! What the hell are you doing?

- Going for a walk.
- CLARKE: Hey!

- Were you trying to take this off?
- Yeah. So?

So this wristband transmits
your vital signs to the Ark.

Take it off and they'll think
you're dead.

- Should I care?
- Well, I don't know.

Do you want the people you love
to think you're dead?

Do you want them to follow you
down here in two months?

Because they won't
if they think we're dying.

Okay.

Let's go.

Go on.

Shouldn't have come here, Wells.

Before you get any ideas,
Finn's mine.

Before you get any ideas,
I don'i care.

Hey, darling.
How's Clarke?

ABBY: Her vital signs are strong.

Blood sugar's low.
She hasn't eaten.

(BEEPING)

This is Dr. Griffin.

On my way!

Jackson, put it out there.
We need blood.

A-neg and a lot of it.

And then get your ass to the OR.

Abby? What's wrong?

The chancellor's been shot.

- That, my friend, is game.
- That, my friend, is poison sumac.

- What! It is?
- The flowers aren't poisonous.

They're medicinal.
Calming, actually.

His family grows all the
pharmaceuticals on the Ark.

Hey, guys!
Would you try to keep up?

Come on, Clarke.
How do you block all this out?

Well, it's simple. I wonder,
why haven't we seen any animals?

Maybe, it's because
there are none.

Maybe we've already been exposed to
enough radiation to kill us.

Sure is pretty though.
Come on.

Someone should slip her
some poison sumac.

(LAUGHS)

FINN: I gotta know what you two did
to get busted.

Sumac's not the only herb
in the garden, if you know what I mean.

Someone forgot to replace
what we took.

Someone's apologized
like a thousand times.

How about you, Octavia?
What did they get you for?

Being born.

That is so not game.

No animals, huh?

- (TWIG SNAPS)
- (GROWLING)

(GASPING)

Chancellor has lost a lot of blood.

- If only they found him sooner.
- Damn it!

MAN: Abby, he's waking up.

Increase anesthesia.

We used way too much blood in
anesthesia. We're way over the line.

Your chancellor's going into shock.

MAN: You're asking me to break the law.

- Fine, I'll do it myself.
- (RAPID BEEPING)

Let them come after me.

Excuse me, sir. You asked to be notified
if there was news.

The chancellor's still in surgery.
But we have ID'd the shooter.

Bellamy Blake is the only person on
the Ark unaccounted for.

- \Who is he?
- He's no one.

A janitor.
We're still working up a profile.

But his motive for going to Earth
is clear.

Sister. I remember.

Her mother kept her hidden
for almost 16 years. Nearly a record.

What is it, Commander Shumway?
Spit it out.

We can start now.

As chancellor pro tempore,

you can give the order to start
reducing the population.

Not yet.

Sir, we're wasting time.

Removing the 100 from the population
only buys us another month.

Engineering needs more than
that to fix those systems

- if they can fix them at all.
- You have my answer, Commander.

Enough.

If we're gonna kill
hundreds of innocent people...

...we're gonna do it by the book.
Is that clear?

In the meantime

I want to know who helped this
janitor get on that dropship.

Because he sure as hell
didn't do it by himself.

Seems we have a traitor in our midst,
Commander.

And the hundred have an assassin
in theirs.

- BOY: Find any water yet?
- No, not yet.

I'm going back out
if you want to come.

You know, my father, he begged for
mercy in the airlock chamber

when your father floated him.

Spelled "die" wrong, geniuses.

If you're gonna kill someone,
it's probably best not to announce it.

You're not really a member
of the guard, are you?

No, the real guard will be here soon,
unless we stop it.

You don't actually think
they're gonna forgive your crimes?

Even if they do, then what?

Guys like us, we gonna become model
citizens now? Get jobs?

If we're lucky,
maybe pick up their trash.

- You got a point?
- No, I got a question.

They locked you up. Dumped you
down here like lab rats to die.

- So why're we helping them?
- The hell we are!

You're wearing those bracelets
aren't you?

Right now those things are telling
them whether or not it's safe

- to follow us down here.
- Okay, you said we could stop it.

How?

Take them off.
The Ark will think you're dead.

That it's not safe to follow.
You follow?

Right. And if we do, I mean,
what's in it for us?

Someone's gotta help me run things.

Hi, Ab.
How's the chancellor doing?

Ask me again if he makes it
through the night.

- Who else did we lose?
- Murphy and Mbege.

- Both named John.
- Neither was injured during landing.

I concur something else killed
these two.

One second they were fine
and the next bang.

- Then it isn't radiation.
- KANE: Come on, Abby.

- Wishful thinking isn't good science.
- It's not wishful thinking.

One second fine and the next bang

isn't how exposure to radiation
presents.

Well it could be,
if there was enough of it.

If there was enough of it,
they would all be dead.

Please let me be right.

FINN: You know what I'd like to know?

Why send us down today,
after 97 years?

- What changed?
- Who cares? l'm just glad they did.

I woke up rotting in a cell
and now I'm spinning in a forest.

Maybe they found something on a
satellite. You know,

- like an old weather satellite or--
- It wasn't a satellite.

The Ark is dying.

At the current population level

there's roughly three months
left of life support.

Maybe four, now that we're gone.

So that was the secret
they locked you up to keep?

Why they kept you in solitary?
Floated your old man?

My father was the engineer
who discovered the flaw.

He thought the people had a right
to know.

The Council disagreed.
My mother disagreed.

They were afraid
it would cause a panic.

We were gonna go public anyway
when Wells...

What?
Turned in your dad?

Anyway, the Guard showed up
before we could.

That's why today.

That's why it was worth the risk.

Even if we all die, at least they've
bought themselves some more time.

They're going to kill more people,
aren't they?

Good. After what they did to me,
I say float 'em all.

You don't mean that.

We have to warn them.

That's what my father said.

Oh damn.
I love Earth.

BOY: Ho! Holy.

(LAUGHS)

Octavia, what the hell are you doing?

(SPLASHING)

Octavia.

We can't swim.

Nah, but we can stand.

Wait, there's not supposed to be
a river here.

Well there is.
So take off your damn clothes.

(LAUGHING)

Octavia, get out of the water!

BOY: Get out of the water now!

(SCREAMS)

Octavia!

(SCREAMING)

(GASPING)

(SCREAMING)

What the hell is that?

We have to help her.

- What're you gonna do?
- Try not to get eaten.

No wait. If we just distract it,
it might let her go. Help me.

(SCREAMING)

FINN: It worked.
It let her go.

Octavia, get to the shore now!

(OCTAVIA GASPING)

I got you.

BOY: It's coming back.
I's headed right for you guys.

Come on, keep moving.

(GASPING)

Thank you Thank you.

You're gonna be okay.

Note to self.
Next time, save the girl.

(LAUGHING)

(SHOUTING, CHEERING)

(GRUNTING)

(CHEERING)

- Who's next?
- WELLS: What the hell are you doing?

We're liberating ourselves.
What does it look like?

It looks like you're trying to
get us all killed.

The communication system is dead.
These wristbands are all we've got.

Take them off, and the Ark will think
we're dying.

That it's not safe
for them to follow.

That's the point, Chancellor.

We can take care of ourselves.
Can'i we?

ALL: Yeah! Yeah!

WELLS: Think this is a game?

Those aren't just our friends
and our parents up there.

They're our farmers, our doctors,
our engineers.

I don't care what he tells you.

We won't survive here on our own.

And besides, if it really is safe

how could you not want the rest of
our people to come down?

My people already are down.

Those people locked my people up.

Those people killed my mother for the
crime of having a second child.

Your father did that.

- My father didn't write the laws.
- BELLAMY: No.

He enforced them.

But not anymore.
Not here.

- Here, there are no laws.
- CROWD: Yeah!

Here we do whatever the hell we want,
whenever the hell we want.

Now, you don't have to like it, Wells.

You can even try to stop it,
change it, kill me.

You know why?

Whatever the hell we want.

CROWD: Whatever the hell we want!
Whatever the hell we want!

(CROWD CHANTING)

(CHANTING FADES OUT)

(THUNDER CRASHES)

- BOY 1: It's raining!
- BOY 2: Check it out!

(CHEERING)

GIRL: Water!

We need to collect this.

Whatever the hell you want.

(CHEERING CONTINUES)

(THUNDER RUMBLES)

Ten more.
One after the next.

Abby, look at plasma osmolarity.
It's going up across the board.

They found water.

Councilor Abigail Griffin,
you're under arrest

for exceeding the maximum medical
supplies allowed per patient.

Sorry this has to be public.

The policy on these matters
is very clear. No special treatment.

- How much blood did you use?
- Don't answer that.

I used whatever it took.

Breaking the law to keep you
from becoming chancellor

was the easiest decision
I've ever made.

In that case...

...given your confession, in my role as
chancellor pro tempore,

you leave me no choice
but to find you guilty.

We always have a choice, Kane.

You chose to press charges
against my husband,

your friend, even though you knew
he would get floated for it.

You chose to include my daughter
in those charges.

And now you're choosing this.

Hiding behind the law
absolves you of nothing.

Be that as it may, in accordance with
Penal Code One...

...because all crimes...

committed by those above the age of
majority are capital crimes,

you are hereby sentenced to death.

Execution is set for the morning.

And I choose,
at every turn and at any cost...

...to make sure that the human race
stays alive.

That's the difference between us, Kane.

I choose to make sure
that we deserve to stay alive.

(DOOR SLAMS)

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

Pretty cool, huh?

Did you go to the river?

Figured it was worth losing a finger
or two.

Here.

Call that a sip?

You think this means we're all going
to grow two heads?

(LAUGHS)

What do you know?
She can laugh.

Come on.
You have to see this.

That's a toe.

Plus, near as I can tell, whatever it is,
it's walking on two feet.

My guess? Monkeys.

(LAUGHS)

I'm sorry. It's just,
according to everything I've read

there are no bi-pedal animals near here.
Certainly not monkeys.

Right. You read anything
about glow-in-the-dark forests

or man-eating snakes?

(DOOR OPENS)

Are you out of your mind?

You can't just kill everyone
who disagrees with you.

I know you all think I'm a bad guy.

But I'm the only one who's willing
to do what it takes to save us.

She's my best friend.

So what do you want me to say?
I'm sorry?

I'm not. Friendship is a luxury
we can't afford.

And if I have to take us down
to a cosmic Adam and Eve...

...I will do it.

Please, show mercy.

If not for Abby, then for me.

We can't afford mercy either.

- (GRUNTING)
- Sh! Sh...

BELLAMY: It's far enough.
I don't want to shoot you, Wells.

Hell, I like you.

But I do need them to think that
you're dead.

Why? Why're you doing this?

For real. Not some crap about
getting to do what you want to do.

I have my reasons.
I also have the gun.

So, I ask the questions.
And the question is

why aren't you helping me?

Your dad banished you, Wells. And yet
here you are still doing his bidding.

Following the rules.

Aren't you tired of always doing
what's expected of you?

Stand up to him.

Take off that wristband and
you'll be amazed at how good it feels.

No. Never. Not gonna happen.
Is that clear enough for you?

Yeah it is.

Sorry it had to be this way.

(SHOUTING)

WELLS: Get off of me!

- No!
- Put it down. Put it down.

No!

Come on, man. Let me go.

BOY: Get it. Do it.

WELLS: No! Don't do this!

No! No! Come on!

- (SCREAMING)
- (KNIFE SLICES)

(DOOR OPENS)

MAN: Dr. Griffin, it's time.

That's enough.

(WHISPERING) Watch over Clarke for me.

(AIR HISSING)

Jackson, use the wristbands.

There may be a way to reverse
engineer them for communication.

Talk to Sinclair in engineering.
Nod if you understand.

CHANCELLOR: Stop!

Dr. Griffin is pardoned.

I'll deal with you later.

Open the door.

Open the door!

I spent 12 hours putting those
intestines back together.

Get him back to bed. Now.

Tell me about the hundred.

Did they make it?

You wanted to go first.
Now quit stalling.

Mount Weather awaits.

Just hang on until the apogee
and you'll be fine.

The Apache? Like the Indians right?

Apogee, not Apache.

- He knows. Today, Finn.
- Aye aye, Captain.

See you on the other side.

- Wait.
- What?

Let me.

I can do it.

II knew there was a badass in there
somewhere.

(EXHALES)

Hey, it's okay to be afraid, Jasper.
The trick is not fighting it.

(SIGHS)

See you on the other side.

(LAUGHTER)

Whoo! Whoo!

(WHOOPING)

Oh--

We are Apogee!

(CHEERING)

You did it, Jasper!

Whoo! Yeah!

(LAUGHTER)

Let's go, princess.

You're up.

JASPER: Come on, Clarke. You've got this.
Whoo! Apogee!

JASPER: We did it.

Mount Weather!

Whoo!

Yes!

Whoo!

CLARKE: Jasper, Jasper!

- FINN: Jasper!
- (GURGLING)

- Jasper!
- FINN: Come on!

- Move it!
- Get down, get down.

(RUSTLING)

We're not alone.

(English US - SDH)