All language subtitles for super_force_s01e24_breakfast_of_champions

It is the year 2020, and the world has
changed.

2020, times are tough.

This man's tougher.

Let there be light on this battleground
of life and death, and let no coward

spoil or shame the arena of... World
Warriors.

Yeah, I was like, you gotta hold your
hand up and still.

You know, the last time I went
underwater in this thing, everything I

touch moved away from me.

Yeah, I know about that. It's kind of
like my love life.

I have a theory.

See, objects were repelled by me because
of the increased atmospheric pressure

exerted by the water.

overrode the gravitonic force shield's
disengagement mechanism.

Man.

Right?

Yeah, did you see that?

Turn that thing off, man. Come on, this
is serious business.

Hello? Hello?

You know, maybe you should take a dive
in this pressure tank.

This show is so addictive.

Look, it's just a game.

Think so?

Yeah, it's all choreographed in advance.

Hmm.

You're right, you're right.

Warrior's only as good as the
calibration of his own.

Thank you.

That's what we had him for.

I'm under pressing forward now as
Kaminsky fires practically from behind

wall of shame.

There it is, Warrior fans. Hollander's
famous ricochet shot. Off his armor,

the leg of the challenger. And he's
down.

Hollander, the great champion, moving in
for the kill. But no, Kaminsky with a

beautiful defensive move.

And the champ is down momentarily.

It's hand -to -hand combat for the rest
of this one, Warrior fans.

Now Hollander with a smash kick to the
back.

And he follows with a kick to the
forehead.

Kaminsky rolls out. But he's dead.

And he's moving closer to the lethal
perimeter.

Hollander sensing victory works the
crowd, and there's a straight kick to

Comiskey. Looks like the champ's done it
again.

And enjoy every minute of it.

And there's a spin kick by Hollander,
hurling Comiskey into the lethal

perimeter.

Oh, my. Creep! Let's hope this is quick.
He's dead.

Captain,

I'm telling you.

I spent two hours in the holding tank
with this kid. There's something

about him. Right. He steals just to pay
for a synthesizer lesson.

Actually, so he can eat a meal once in a
while.

Flex prison feeds three squares a day.

And teaches you how to be a pro. So that
when you get out, you can do a better

job of stealing. What are you saying,
Stone?

Are you saying don't send this kid up
because he'll be a bigger crook than

This is not the social service.

Look, Daryl's got real potential.

All I want to do is see what Casey can
do with him.

No way, Zach.

No way. Come on, Casey.

No way. I've got too many kids training
here now.

This place is big enough for a good drop
kick, let alone turn it around.

Casey, I'm telling you, Daryl is a
fighter.

Him? Yeah.

Five will get you ten. I've got your
number, kid.

You've got no home, right?

You've got no family.

You got no skill.

Yeah. Well, it doesn't take a genius to
figure that out.

I ain't no genius, kiddo.

But even when you win, you got to take a
few kicks in the head.

World Warrior Games, bronze medal, 2008
Stangle Casey.

That's you?

That's Casey.

The best.

Third best.

Man, I used to see your pictures on tofu
boxes when I was little.

I always wondered why you quit.

I didn't like how the games were going.

And that was before that jerk Kareem
Feldman turned the arena into his own

private domain.

I always wanted to be a warrior.

And you could teach me.

Not bad.

Not bad at all.

I'm not as good as Hollander.

Not yet, anyway.

I know.

But I need you to be better.

Hollander can't be champion forever, you
know.

Didn't I hear you say he got great
numbers last night?

He did.

People love what he does to his
opponents.

But nobody loves him.

I just ran some numbers through the M &B
this morning, Alexandra.

You're somebody the people do love.

Few more tune -up matches, Tavares, and
you'll be ready for all the praise the

world is ready to give.

Are you sure it was Darryl?

Look around you, Zach, man.

Months of training, the most eager, the
most dedicated fighter I ever had. Zap,

he's gone.

Sorry, Case.

I guess I was wrong about the kid. No,
you weren't wrong.

That uniform is part of my past anyhow.

What I'm worried about is Darryl's
future.

Now for tonight's feature matchup.

Warrior fans know this young Tigress and
rising world warrior star. She is

Alexandra the Bold One Boldazar.

The crowd responds to this dazzling
warrior queen.

Her victory over Tudor and Thor, the
kamikaze dwarves still fresh in the

of warrior fans.

You're making her too popular, Kareem.

Can't you get it through your fine all
-American head that nobody can be too

popular in this game?

Stone. Zack, turn on the feed.

FX, man, what are you talking about? I'm
watching the Warriors, man. I think

there's something you gotta see.

Trained by the great world warrior
himself, Dango Casey.

I bring you Darrow, the Poison Arrow.

This match, an important one for both
Warriors.

Alexandra is hot on the trail of the
champion Hollander.

Darrow, with the wind here, can make
quite a name for himself.

The young Darrow, choosing the plasma
ball and chain as his weapon.

Alexandra, the bold one, has opted for
her sonic spear.

Darrow begins with a sweeping ball move.

Oh, Darrow lands the first ball and
Alexandra is down.

What are you going to do if Alexandra
loses tonight?

Plasmic energy rippling through the bold
one's body. Keep watching.

The little lady won't lose.

Not yet.

Darrow continues his barrage.

Alexandra counters with a shot to the
leg of Darrow. He seems to be dazed,

energy no doubt echoing through his
body.

Darrow tries to shake off the effects of
the sonic spear.

Alexandra lands a massive blow to the
back.

Darrow is reeling and moving closer to
the lethal perimeter.

Alexandra, sensing victory, moves in on
the hapless Darrow.

Third shot to the move section, followed
by a shot to his brow.

No! Dangerously close to the lethal
perimeter.

No! He's walking the center of a wife
and dad.

He's lost, man.

You have a visitor in the main lobby.

I told him if he wasn't ready, I said it
would take years.

Daryl. Daryl, are you awake?

Not exactly like the first time we met,
huh?

I really let you down, didn't I?

Save your strength, kid.

For what?

For what?

For when you get back to the gym.

I'm not going back to any gym.

Didn't the doctors tell you?

The electric shock.

It wiped out my spine.

is the neuro -resonant scan.

These dark areas are the neurotic brake.

And they're irreparable?

Unless medical science makes a radical
leap, Darrow's paralyzed for life.

What?

I should have let him go to Plex.

At least then he'd be able to walk.

That's what I love about you, Zack.

You're young, you're good -looking, and
you're always mad as hell.

Don't start with me, all right?

If Frosty thought you were wrong, do you
really think she'd let you have your

way?

FX is right, Zack.

But I'm afraid I have more bad news.

Analysis of Darrow's blood shortly after
the injury shows a high level of the

drug tauramine.

Tauramine? That's a heavy -duty muscle
relaxant.

It would ruin his reflexes. Yeah.

No fighter in his right mind would take
tauramine before a match.

Unless... he didn't know he was taking
it.

Numbers don't lie, Captain. Ever since
Kareem Feldman bought the franchise, the

Warriors have gotten more popular.

And more and more fighters have been
seriously injured from all that hot

firepower. I don't want blood, Zack.

Speaking of blood, I got the test right
here.

Every injured fighter has had a high
level of torment.

So Feldman's killing these guys just to
get higher ratings.

You got it.

Watch yourself, Zack.

Get me the proof.

Yo, Kareem Feldman, Johnny Z. Reid, Kick
Butt Video Magazine, the vid magazine

of fighting stars. How you doing today?

I don't recall making an appointment.

An appointment? An appointment? And lose
all this spontaneity? I think not,

Kareem. I think not. We're here to do an
exclusive interview on you and your

warriors. It's new, it's hip, it's hot,
it's now, it's publicity, baby!

Publicity.

I like your attitude.

Right then.

Now, let's see what you can deliver.

Shall we start?

No.

Her.

Tell your readers about her.

I like the way you think, Kareem.

See how she does that?

It's perfect.

Just what the audience wants to see.

Works for me, babe.

Oh, I heard you really put a guy away
the other night, huh?

It was a terrible tragedy.

Yeah. It's been a lot of those
happenings.

Kind of makes you wonder, doesn't it?

Yeah, it does.

You know, I used to be proud to be a
warrior, but now I'm not so sure.

FX, I don't have to see the vid to know
what's going on.

As soon as I've finished interfacing
with the station's main brain, I'll be

plugged into everything.

I know, Mr. H, but you seem so much more
human this way. If I were human, I'd be

watching the new kids on the block
reunion.

There, I've interfaced.

You better start rooting.

The allegiance of this crowd torn
between these amazing warriors.

The Baldwin draws her weapon of choice,
the powerful and accurate Magnum Lake.

Hollander, with a twisted sense of fair
play, will also use the Magnum.

The first bodies are underway.

Hollander easily deflecting the first
few shots of the Baldwin.

Alexandra, the one -hand cartwheel, as
she nearly avoids a Hollander blast and

returns. This is so childish.

I've never been interested in sports.

Who? Alexandra, watch out!

Alexandra, get in!

Take a baby, come on!

Come on, Alexandra!

Championship. She must mount an
offensive.

Another cat -like move as she fires
again.

But Hollander has scored the first hit,
and yet another.

Alexandra, stunned, is taking off the
effect of these deadly blows.

Apparently, she is deeply wounded. Her
armor, the only thing saving her now is

Hollander continues his understory.

She has dropped her laser. She is
defenseless.

They got to her, didn't they? They
certainly did.

The lady's measurable reactions are far
from normal.

Hollander, sensing victory, moves in on
his prey.

We've watched this beautiful warrior's
rise to fame, and now it appears we will

watch her fall.

Two more volleys at the fallen
Alexander.

Enough, Hollander.

The woman is ill.

She can't fight.

You did this, didn't you, Felton?

You fixed all the fights.

Who is this guy? Damn him.

We're live.

This isn't in the script.

Coppola. Igor.

Shut this man up.

The lunatic briefly violated the stage
of honor, but we're back, Warrior fans.

You can count on us.

The champ, the dominator, Jose
Hollander, again sensing victory. The

anxious. The beautiful Alexandra still
days.

Who are you?

A fan.

Cannon fodder.

That's all you are to me.

In case you were wondering, this is how
I became champion.

What's this going on up there?

Who's this guy in the black suit?

Wait. Don't touch me.

I've seen what you can do.

The world's waiting for somebody like
you.

Champion. That's what you'll be.

The greatest warrior of all time.

Viacom.