All language subtitles for Bugs s02e04 Whirling Dervish

Problem?

No, just a couple of guys from Stradale.

Wait a minute.

Look at that.

That's a refueling area.

Lock the breacher security regs. I'll go
and sort them out.

This incident is typical of the things
that have been happening to this company

recently. My rivals are deluding
themselves if they really expect the

believe their lies about our safety
standards.

For example, last night's fire was made
to look like Straight Air employee

negligence, but I'm convinced it was
actually sabotage.

It was sabotage, of course. Why is
someone trying to bring down Mr.

His airline is new, but it's growing
fast.

Straight Air offered more.

Personalised video screens for every
passenger, especially shielded seats so

can use laptop computers.

Yes, straight air is good value. It's
popular and successful.

Too successful for some.

A cartel of the world's major airlines
has decided that straight's enterprise

must be stopped.

Are you serious?

Big airlines ganging up to bring down
the new boy? Of course.

They'll do anything to stifle
opposition.

My organisation is very concerned.

But, Mr Vixen, I thought your Committee
for Global Economic Equilibrium was

simply an advisory body.

Yes. sorting out free trade agreements,
making sure we get all that weird fruit

in the supermarkets.

The CGW is a little more proactive than
that, but we prefer to work behind the

scenes.

People like to believe in the freedom of
market forces.

Our task was to maintain that freedom.

The cartel's main agent, Hector Jerome.

I thought there was no evidence of
sabotage.

Well, I suppose these tapes were just,
uh...

Mislaid by airport security, yeah? But
if they prove straight right... That

won't deter the cartel.

We think they're planning something
spectacular.

To finish straight air for good.

A bomb in the boardroom?

Something more subtle.

More involved.

Jerome is showing great interest in
something called a DCE machine.

Really? It's invented by a company
called Mindscope.

Now look, whatever Jerome is plotting,
it's vital for world trade that you keep

straight air in business.

So, this place is all about teaching.

Hmm. So what's the connection between an
airline and educational technology?

Can I help?

I'm Selina Almond.

I run the direct cerebral encoding
program here.

Instant knowledge.

Sounds like magic.

Not magic.

Advanced science.

Direct cerebral encoding is a way of
rapidly implanting information into the

brain.

directly into deep memory.

Incredible.

Sounds spooky.

Why don't I give you a little
demonstration?

Go on, Beckett.

Well, let's face it, eh? Your brain's
probably full already.

Comfy? Yeah.

Kind of tingles.

We're sending a high -vibration binary
signal into your brain's hippocampus.

Hippo what?

It's where the memory's located.

Exactly. We're sending information
directly to your memory.

We're loading you.

What with, exactly?

Don't be alarmed. It's just a test
pattern.

You're reading the whole of this
romantic novel.

I prefer spy thrillers myself.

If you'd like a more technical
perspective, you could go and speak to

encoding assistant in the lab next door.

I think I will.

Is that it? I don't feel any different.

The central character, Miranda, detects
her half -brother. Why?

Because she believes that he swindled
her out of an inheritance.

Give me an example of how music is used
to describe Miranda's feelings for her

lover.

Their fingers played a concerto over
each other's bodies.

Their hearts pounding a dense, exotic
jungle rhythm.

Page 38, paragraph 4, second sentence.

This is amazing.

I can see the words in my head.

Read an encyclopedia in 15 minutes,
learn a language in half an hour. I'm

impressed.

Does this machine have any application
in aviation?

Aviation? Specifically the passenger
airline industry. We've hardly begun to

exploit it commercially.

We're only one step beyond the
prototype.

Ever heard of a Hector Jerome?

Sorry.

So, what about security?

You know, it's not in my nature to meet
such a beautiful woman and ignore her

charms.

Please, dine with me.

Page A, paragraph 4, third sentence.

Miranda meets Alphonse for the first
time.

It's not such a bad idea, is it?

State of the art automated security
systems.

Remote sensors on all external doors.

What is that?

An intruder.

He's got a taser!

Why does anyone want to steal the DC
machine?

That's what we'll have to find out.

You see, I'm probably the only person in
the country that could operate it

safely.

In untrained hands, it could be
extremely dangerous.

Jerome got back a few minutes ago. Some
new guy.

Anyone we know?

Well...

He's on victim's list of possible Jerome
associates.

Where is he?

There he is.

Peter Earhart, freelance fighter pilot.

Looks like he's in procession of speed
learning.

The question is, what are they teaching
him?

Just sit still. The process is painless.

Time to... I've lost it, Rosa. I can't
hear anything.

That DCE machine must be giving out some
sort of jamming frequency.

Well, looks like one of us is going to
have to go in.

Tired of it.

Hey, check the camera.

How's that?

Perfect.

It looks like Jerome's having trouble
with that DPE machine.

Okay, Ed. Try and find out what program
he's encoding Earhart with.

It's making me nauseous.

Is it supposed to?

It may just be a side effect.

I'm on the right floor.

I don't need to distract Jerome somehow.

I've got an idea.

Got him on the internet.

Excuse me.

Get a look at what Jerome's loading into
that guy.

Hasbeck. It's a language series.

Welcome to the Theatre Bookman's
Interactive.

What the hell is this?

Don't you like the opera, Mr. Jerome?

Interactive. You requested 12 seats in
the up -circle for next month's

production of Don Giovanni.

No, I didn't.

How did you get this internet address?

By being cleverer than you are, stupid.

Jerome?

I don't think this thing is working
properly.

I'm disconnecting this.

Twelve seats, upper circle.

Don Juan, as requested.

Don Juan?

You said Don Giovanni before.

Time to find out where you are.

Rick, it is not him.

Ed, get out of there, now.

Come and get me.

Prisoner, stand.

Another privilege for you, courtesy of
the governor.

How very kind.

He says if you carry on like this, you
may even be allowed a visitor in the

cell. That will be nice.

You may fool the boss, but you don't
fool me.

Then I shall have to try even harder,
won't I?

It's a foreign language program.

He was trying to speed -seat their pilot
to read Kazbek.

Kazbek? Kazbekistan, adjacent to
Mongolia, part of the Eastern Alliance

the revolution.

How will teaching a fighter pilot a
foreign language help Jerome destroy

straight air?

With any luck, you'll be in a position
to find out, if Jerome's taken in by

bio. Well, he's hoping he takes the
bait.

Right, I'm into the cartel database.

Have you finished your version of
Earhart's record yet?

History is rewritten.

Earhart now flew all his most dangerous
and dodgy missions with a friend.

Me. Ed, don't go crazy with your medals.
You've given yourself far too many

decorations.

Well, you think that's a bit over the
top?

Just a bit.

We must find out what Jerome is
planning.

Straight as in Budapest.

He's been summoned back to a big meeting
at the Air Authority.

Is he in some kind of trouble?

Quite the opposite.

He's due to sign agreements for major
new transglobal routes.

It'll make straight air equal in size to
the majors.

The cartel is desperate to stop him.

So whatever Jerome is planning is going
to happen today.

Straight is due back tonight, which
gives you eight hours.

Losing Earhart was a big setback for
Jerome.

He needs to replace him and fast.

My team are making sure that Ed is his
first choice.

I'll just make sure your chap doesn't
overdo the fiction.

Don't want him going crazy with his
medals.

Hello? I understand you flew with Dieter
Erhard.

Maybe. Who wants to know?

I need a pilot.

Someone with a record like yours for a
very special mission.

I'm going in.

I hope you guys have got sound and
vision.

Reading you loud and clear, Ed.

Now, as long as he stays within range of
the booster transmitter on his bike, we

shouldn't have any problems.

Your service record with Erdhardt's very
impressive.

It's odd he never mentioned your name.

I don't talk about him much either.

Right.

Something I want to show you.

Here, I want to take your coat.

It's all right, you won't need it. We're
not going out.

Come with me.

Of course, for the picture to be any
good, Ed got to stay within reach of the

camera.

Flight simulator.

Time to take a practical.

Three bogeys. Two to the front, one to
the rear.

Adopting type D attack patterns. Classic
combat scenario.

I didn't know we'd have to counter
-attack on this mission. We won't.

I just wanted to see if you could have
won those impressive decorations you

claim. I think someone's worried Ed
might go crazy with his medals.

Was he?

Huh.

The fighter aeroplane.

Let's make it a bit more like life and
death.

They pinned you between them and the
ground.

Nice.

It's more than nice, mate.

I saved Edith's life once with that
manoeuvre.

There. A derby. I've never heard of it.

Looks like a radar invisible design.

Vertical take -off fighter.

Based on designs stolen from the West.

Built in Kazbekistan.

Hence the language connection. They want
Ed to fly that plane and they need the

DCE machine to teach him the language.

The only thing is they couldn't get it
to work.

Selina.

Oh, no.

Rear office, just tell us what they put
until I get there, OK?

Beckett, did Bickston use that
particular phrase about Ed, crazy with

medals? Yeah.

Odd.

That's exactly what I said to Ed here.

Welcome on board.

You're going to be a rich man when this
is over.

What exactly is this mission?

Oi, what on earth... What do you think
you're doing?

You can't just barge in here, you know.

Beckett. I'm sorry, mate.

He just ignored me. That's all right,
Charlie.

He's a friend.

You are a friend, aren't you?

Yes. You have to come with me now.

I may have agreed to dine with you, but
I usually prefer a little more notice.

You're in danger.

Are you sure you're not overreacting?

I have a special for dinner, you know.

Mr. Vixen, come in.

I understand that Jerome has managed to
get hold of a dervish.

Really?

Can't imagine where you heard that.

You've been spying on us. Why?

I had to know what you'd found out
instantly. You could have just asked.

this is not the time for you to worry
about your professional pride.

The situation is getting out of hand.
You do know what a dervish is.

An Eastern Alliance copy of a radar
-invisible jet.

It's more dangerous than that.

They are fitted with storm -burst
missiles.

Storm -burst? But they're deadly
rottweilers of the air.

Fuel air shells.

They release a dense cloud of fuel
vapour into the path of an oncoming

Which they ignite, destroying the target
in an airborne fireball, I know. And

what do you suppose Jerome wants with a
storm burst?

Of course, he wants Ed to fly that plane
to shoot down a straight -air passenger

plane.

Please do not make excuses.

You can't imagine how angry I get when I
hear excuses.

No, there's not much time left.

We'll...

We'll

have to take the big text.

I want you to operate this remarkable

machine of yours.

Which you stole.

Borrowed. That aircraft is a dervish.

We need to fly it.

Unfortunately, the flight computer
instruments and command systems are all

the Kazbek language.

I want your machine to teach us that
language.

Now. You can't just drag me here and
expect me to help you.

But I insist.

We're not bluffing.

Do it, Selina.

No. Do it or they'll kill you.

No.

Mr Jerome, I... I don't think our friend
has studied psychology, if you'll allow

me.

You wouldn't want your boyfriend to get
hurt, would you?

Excellent. I was right to trust you.

What have you been doing?

You've routed the digital encoder direct
to the signal accelerator.

You're lucky the whole thing didn't blow
up in your face. Just do it. We haven't

got much time.

Fisk, you know your instructions?

Reprogram the air positioning beacon.

Get started. It's 20 miles away.

European air control confirmed that the
target has left on schedule.

Good. Report back when you reach the
beacon.

My turn.

Get suited up.

Rob, can you hear me?

Ed!

Listen, I haven't got much time.

Beckett and Selina are here.

Are they okay?

For now.

Guess what?

They've got a plane. Yeah, a dervish. We
saw it. Any idea what they're up to?

I can guess.

Fisker's going to reprogram an air
positioning beacon. You know, the things

airliners use to navigate by. Can he do
that?

Yes, it's just an electronic signal.

Listen, any idea where the beacon is?

Jerome said it's about 20 miles from
here. Do you think he can find it?

I'm sure I can.

Listen, you stay with Jerome.

You're probably in the best place to
stop him.

Stormburst. Yeah.

Bet you've never used one of those in
anger before.

I suppose when the timer reaches zero,
this thing explodes.

Won't come to that.

So how long have we got?

Well, about an hour.

If you're going to do something clever,
now would be a good time.

Does it make sense?

Has the encoding worked?

Yeah. Yeah, I can read it all. Yeah.

The instrumentation, the flight
computer.

Listening beacon.

I reckon he'll use the beacon and the
other target plane, of course, by

out a phantom signal.

Jerome wants the plane to crash, but for
it to look like pilot error.

Roz, which beacon is he heading for?

There are two within range.

One's marked North Valley 6.

The other, Skyway 2.

I am at air contingency command.

Calling to the screens here.

A straight air flight from Budapest will
be locking onto North Valley 6 within

minutes. Well, that must be the target
plane.

Oh, undoubtedly.

Tyson Strait himself is on that plane.

Mind if I spend some time up here with
you?

You're the boss, Mr. Strait.

Big day for the airline.

When I sign those new route agreements
tonight, this company will really start

going places.

You ever fancied flying long haul, Jack?

Ross, air contingency commander sending
up fighters.

They'll blow Jerome out of the sky.

Hey, wait a minute. Ed's flying that
plane.

OK, climb to 12 ,000 metres. Follow the
course I've given you.

Got that.

If you can stop that beacon being
diverted, it might not be necessary.

I can give you 30 minutes.

Beacon signal has been altered, Mr.
Jerome. Good.

Interception in seven minutes. I'm
getting a new reading from Beacon North

Valley 6.

We're slightly off course.

Adjust bearing to 295 degrees.

Don't worry, sir. I'll have you right on
schedule for your big meeting.

Target plane is changing course as
planned.

Bearing 295 degrees at 12 ,000 metres.

Alter course for one.

These handcuffs, they're electronically
operated, right?

So? Well, we found the DCE machine
emitted low -level RF interference.

Yeah.

We've got to deal with that problem
before we can market it properly.

Well, that problem might just help us
get out of these things.

Can you stand up?

I think so.

Mind the bomb, yeah?

Now what?

path and make it crash.

It seemed like one of its own fuel tanks
exploded.

What's more, the plane will be
hopelessly off course.

Everything will be blamed on fatal
errors by straight air.

Why? Why kill all those people?

To destroy straight air.

Not if I fire the storm burst off first.

your weapon systems.

I control the missiles.

Pixel?

I'm at North Valley Six.

Six is here.

I'm going to try to reinstate the
correct signal.

The fighters are in the air.

They'll authorize the attack in ten
minutes. Repeat.

Ten minutes.

Sunila, I'm going to try something.

You can bring your hands down.

Right.

Lift over.

How's that?

Now your turn.

Lift over.

Okay. Now if we lift both arms over.

Mr. Jerome, Mr. Jerome, something's
wrong.

There's been a power surge.

The beacon's going down.

Just keep on course.

Try to control it.

Now Beacon North Valley signal
disappeared completely.

Ionospheric disturbance?

Probably.

Roz?

Roz.

They can't give you much longer.

Victim. Give me two minutes to reprogram
that beacon. Two minutes, that's all.

I'm resetting the signature tone now.

Vixen, all I need from you is the
coordinates.

I'll pull the case over you, grab the
handle.

Okay.

Right, pull it towards us.

I'll get the activator.

It's working.

Only partly, these ones are still
jamming.

The interference is affecting the bomb
timer, too. Turn it off.

Yeah, I've got that now. Give me the
directional information.

N -N -0 -0 degrees 80 north.

6 -0 degrees 30 east.

That beacon back online, yeah?

No, sir.

We're still plotting our course from the
last signal we received.

I can trust you guys not to get us lost,
eh?

Can you disarm it?

I don't interfere with this timer
anymore.

We've got to find a way out of here.

Magnus sent this company to die.

Missile system not responding.

I know.

I swapped all controls back to my
console. Thanks for teaching me the

Okay, Vixen. What's the final sequence?

Beacon North Valley 6 is back.

And our bearing?

We're aware of course.

Thank goodness that beacon came back
online.

Any further off course and we'd have
really been in trouble.

What a course correction Paul.

Your target's moving back to its
original course.

It's still just in range.

Fire! Fire now!

It's no good.

All these doors have been sealed.

There's only three minutes left on the
timer. Think.

Hang on, you said the DCE machine might
explode if we routed the digital encoder

into the signal accelerator, yes?

Probably if we disconnect the safety
limit.

Right. Let's get it over to these doors.
We'll use it to blow a hole in them.

What if we turn the machine on? It will
activate the bomb timer.

That's a risk we're just going to have
to take.

Vixen, I've done it. The beacon is now
sending out its original...

Vixen, can you hear me?

Vixen, don't let them launch those
missiles against Ed.

Okay.

One minute 50, Selena.

Whatever happens now.

I'm sorry about dinner.

Do I take it you've fallen out with
Jerome?

How will you know me? I love to be in
control.

So,

say something in Kazbek, then.

What?

Say something in Kazbek, the language.

I can't.

I was loaded with the ability to read
it, not speak it.

Sometimes the gifts of the gods are
but...

Cruel twist of fate, Ed.

What?

Love finds a way. Chapter 19, page 360,
paragraph 4.

Ed Beckett, can we have a look at this?

According to the flight records, Ed
contingently never scrambled any fighter

shoot you down.

But Bixen said... Ah, yeah, well, here's
another thing.

Apparently there is no Vixen at CGEE.

Who was it then?

Governor's round.

Prisoner, Dan.

Oh, don't bother with all that.

I think you've earned some latitude.

Your cousin here.