All language subtitles for Killjoys S01E07 Kiss Kiss, Bye Bye

Previously on Killjoys...

May I present Delle Seyah
Kendry, of Land Kendry.

- I wanna say thank you.
- For what?

Saving my ass on that ship.

I took that jump for all of us.

Fine. Thank you. For all of us.

Doctor Illenore Pawter
Simms, you're under arrest.

Johnny, I need you to figure out a
way to track Khlyen down with this.

What the hell is that?

A neurolink. We'll be able to see and hear
each other as if we're in the same room.

- The army doctor you've been looking for?
- Dr. Jaegar, yeah.

If Jaegar passed through there,
I can probably help you find her.

- You remember having any surgery at all?
- No.

At least now we know you
don't have traumatic amnesia.

Someone doesn't want you to remember.

Got something!

What is it?

I'm not sure yet.

It's a ghost image I extracted from
the neurolink that Khlyen put on you.

You recognize it?

I dunno, it's hard to tell.

Well, it's definitely indoors.

- Why's that?
- Isn't that a window?

Where?

- There. In the corner.
- Lucy?

Upper right corner of image.

Clear the noise and increase
magnification as much as you can.

That's him, isn't it?
That's Khlyen's reflection.

So this is a recording

from his end of the link. I think
we're looking at the last thing

that he saw before you
broke your connection.

Almost got you, you bastard.

What happened?

- I don't know.
- Fix it. Make it come back.

Yeah, I'm trying.

'Cause if we can get more
images from this thing,

maybe we can figure
out where Khlyen is...

- I'm aware!
- Yeah, Dutch, let's get some air.

Let Johnny work.

I hope you didn't drag me out
here to talk about my feelings.

Well, that's not really
either of our style, now is it?

Autotargets?

Why shoot the shit when
you can shoot at shit?

Thirty joys says I
can kick your fine ass.

- Count to three.
- You're on, pretty boy.

One, two...

Well, shit.

I can't fix this thing if I
don't even know how it works.

Lucy, if I engage with the
device, can you scan me,

figure out how it works,
so we can go from there?

I cannot recommend using an object

which we do not yet
fully understand, John.

Said no good scientist, ever.

OK...

Here goes somethin'.

Ha! Winged it!

Tie.

I don't believe in ties. That's
just quitting before you win.

Feeling better?

- Much.
- Good.

- Now we can talk about your feelings.
- Ass.

Why are you so desperate
for Johnny to find Khlyen?

Because I want answers.

He's holding pieces of me
hostage. Truths about my life

I can't get from anywhere else.

Good or bad,

I just wanna know my own story.

- See? You think that's stupid...
- No,

that's exactly why I need
to find Dr. Jaegar. I get it.

You know, you're pretty good
with words, for a badass.

Guys! A little help!

- John...
- Get it off! Get it off!

Johnny, you big idiot.
What were you thinking?

I was trying to figure out

how it works, so I can
fix it. But, in my defense:

in scientific research, there's a very
thin line between stupid and genius.

Well, congratulations, you crossed it.

Can you see anything?

No, no. It must not be
turned on on Khlyen's end.

All I'm getting is a headache.

OK...

Don't touch it!

This... this thing is my only shot

at finding Khlyen, we
can't risk damaging it.

- Or me, right?!
- Lucy, take us home.

Why?

We gotta get you to Pawter,
she can extract it properly.

Aw man, surgery?

Like I always tell
you: science, it's dumb.

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Hope I don't still smell like Westhole.

Hills threw me in jail last night.

Hills arrested you?

For what?

I may have possibly stolen his ID code

so I could look for your Dr.
Jaeger in the company records.

- You said you had a connection.
- I lied.

- Did you find her or not?
- Close.

- Ow, ow! Easy, Paw!
- Stop whining.

Yeah, well, stop digging
at my brain shaft!

I think I found a
former patient of hers.

A guy named Grayson Hicks.

Filed complaints against a doctor

that left him with your exact issues.

Oh, gross!

Whoops... I hope you didn't need this.

Shit. Dutch,

I broke it, I'm sorry.

OK, I screwed up, I
get that you're angry...

I'm not angry, John. OK, yes,

I'm pissed. But mostly I'm scared.

- Of Khlyen?
- Of losing my one chance

to get the upper hand and
face him on my own terms.

That was my only shot
at taking him down.

I will find a way to fix this, OK?

I promise.

Soooo...

About this Grayson guy...

I left you messages.

From jail.

I'm sorry, I thought they
were personal calls...

And that makes it OK to ignore them?

Ohh, I get it.

You were pulling a fade.

Didn't have the courtesy
to break up to my face.

Break up?

This was never an official relationship.

You're officially an asshole.

And you've been nailing your
patient, while treating him

for mental trauma. So maybe I
don't get all the blame here.

Maybe you don't.

Look...

Pawter...

I'm a mess right now, and...

Oh please, don't. Spare me the broken-boy
speech. I know it by heart by now.

I'll give you Grayson's location.

I hope your team can
use him to find Jaegar.

Where is he?

Somewhere I sincerely
hope you don't end up.

I told them if we dug any deeper this
would happen, but did they believe me? No.

Now the whole damn building is out.
Look, I'm getting overtime on this.

No, screw Charlie! Union rules.

- Hey, where's your tech room?
- Excuse me?

Your room... of tech? Not
sure how else to say it.

You can't come in here without a pass.

Well, I can't fix it from out here,

unless you have some
workaround for basic physics.

Do you? Fine.

Just sign this damn denial of
service, let me get on with my night.

Right here.

Wait for it...

Annnd there.

- Are you Grayson?
- Are you real?

It's OK,

- you're not hallucinating.
- Why are you in my room?

I think the doctor who messed
you up did the same thing to me.

Do you remember where she treated you?

That bitch is the one thing

- that I can't forget.
- How do we find her?

I'll take you right to her.

As long as you take me with you.

- Johnny, we're go for plan B.
- Where to?

No way. You can get us in there?

Because I've always wanted to geek out with
the tech-pirates, but it's invite only.

You're invited. But you can't
go in there dressed like normies

and smelling like cops. Why
is everyone looking at me?

Best. Undercover. Ever! Except for D'av!

You're just jealous
'cause I make this work.

Welcome to Utopia.

What the hell is this
place? A club, or a market?

- Yes, and yes.
- Sex, drugs, meds, and tech.

Everything illegal and freaky in
the Quad is for sale in Utopia.

- So the doctor deals here?
- Yeah, we all call her

Dr. Bliss. She sells
a memory mod treatment.

Really badass stuff.

You guys wait here, and I'll go see

if the doctor's still selling here.

I, um...

I'm gonna go check a few
things out while we wait.

Super nerdy. You guys would be bored.

Yeah, fine. Go. We'll be here.

- Weirdo.
- Follow me, leather boy.

Mood mods?

Ten minute samples, first hit's free.

- Euphoria in a bottle.
- No thanks. I'm good.

Wait, ten minutes?

- Mm-hmm.
- What the hell.

I'm not supposed to be myself tonight.

What's gotten into you?

You're the one who put me in leather.

You Carleen?

Almost done here. What do you need?

I hear you're the woman to talk
to, when it comes to fringe biotech.

You ever seen one of these?

Keep it clean, come back in a week.

Aren't you a sexy bitch.

- What is she?
- It's a neural interface

of some kind. Busted.

Can you fix it?

Slow down, sailor.

You're not nervous, are you?

What you said this morning,

about Khlyen having your missing pieces,

- Jaegar having mine...
- What about it?

All this time we've
spent finding them...

what if we don't like
what they have to say?

What do you want her to say?

That it's not my fault.

You're pretty.

I take it it's working, then?

What are you doing?

I found her. She's working in the back.

Um... Uh...

Do you guys... Do you need a minute?

We're gonna need about eight.

OK.

This is grade A mechorganic
shit you have here.

- What is that?
- New kind

of biotech hybrid. "Living technology".

Look here.

This? Is a fragment of
actual neural cortex.

That liquid's probably
cerebrospinal fluid...

all connected with chips and gears.

It's amazing.

So you have seen this before?

Honey, no one in the
Quad's seen this before.

She is a long way from home.

I have a connection who can maybe help.

- But?
- If I get her fixed,

once you're done with
her, she's all mine. Deal?

Johnny, get to the back room.
Grayson found his doctor.

Well, I guess I don't have a choice.

We need to talk.

It'll be a short
conversation. That's not her.

Too young to be Jaegar.

But you know that name. Dr. Jaegar.

Mmm. No, but I do know

that you need to leave. So...

And I know that you need my
permission to keep breathing.

Oh, Dr. Jaegar.

There we go. What's your connection?

We know you used her
treatment on Grayson.

I was her assistant, when the Company
first brought her over to the Quad.

- Not a good fit?
- Well, she had no vision.

She was a total corporate whore.

I told her, there's a huge consumer
need for this type of service.

We could've cornered the market.

But, oh no, she wanted to dance
with the ones that brought her.

So she stayed with the Company
and you stole her technique.

No.

I improved it.

Jaegar just removed
memories. I implant them.

Ask Grayson. You wanna
know what it feels like

to base jump? Or kill someone?

I can source that for you, baby.

- So where is she now?
- Well, we don't exactly

exchange birthday cards. Sorry.

- I guess you're shit out of luck.
- Ooh, looky here.

All your specs on Jaegar's technique.

You don't mind if we
borrow this, do you?

Little bit. Yeah. Kinda need that.

Well, karma called,
and she said suck it.

You stole from Jaegar,

now we steal from you.

Appreciate the initiative, Johnny,

but what the hell are we
supposed to do with this?

Give it to Pawter. See what she says.

Yeah. She probably doesn't
want to talk to me right now.

John, you ask her. Everybody likes you.

- It's not my fault I'm charming.
- You three. ID.

- RAC agents.
- Hey! What's your problem?

Drop your weapons on the ground, now!

- Do it!
- Boys! Stand down.

What's the charge?

Kidnapping a patient
from a Company facility.

Grayson? That's bullshit,

- we're on an official mission.
- Yeah? Show me your Warrant, smart guy.

Got the team leader. Bringing her in.

Hello...

Yalena.

How do you know that name?

Oh, I know a lot of interesting
things about you now.

I'm a curious woman.

And a bit of a stalker.

Or am I supposed to believe
you being here is a coincidence?

I may have possibly put a
little alert on your name

in the Company system.

So I wouldn't miss an
opportunity like this.

I do so love rescuing
a damsel in distress.

- What do you want, Seyah?
- A little trade,

just between us girls. My
Company will drop all charges

against you and your team,
in exchange for a future favor

of my choosing.

- You can just hire me.
- Strictly off the books.

No questions, no hesitation,

no Warrant on record.

I snap,

and you come.

You must be one hell of a snapper.

OK, I'll play.

But it's going to cost you a bit more.

I'm looking for a doctor
who works for the Company.

I want 24 hours alone with her.

No security, no
repercussions, or no deal.

How bad do you want me?

You can't just make a deal like that

- without talking to us.
- It got us here, didn't it?

I can't believe she's been
on Westerley this whole time.

It's a big moon. You ready?

For real, this time?

What do you mean security left
their stations? Who pulled them?

- I'm trying to find out...
- That would be us.

Favor from a friend, so we
could talk uninterrupted.

Is that her?

That's her.

Do you remember me?

I do.

You're a long way from home, soldier.

I've been looking for you

- up and down the J.
- Well, you found me.

- Sit, sit. How was the treatment?
- I know I butchered my people.

And I know the army went in and took
back the memories before I was discharged.

That was you.

You shouldn't have any
memory of that at all.

What else?

What else did you people do to me?

Nothing.

You asked us to take the memories.

After what you did to your squad.

But why did I kill them?

That's the part I can't remember. Was it an
experiment, a test, was I on something...

I can't rewrite history
for you, son. I'm sorry.

You killed them because you had a
psychotic break in the line of duty.

Then the army did

what it always does; covered it up.

Bullshit! There has to be
a reason. There has to be

- more of a reason.
- OK, enough.

Can you at least

finish the job? Get rid of the residual
memories? They're torturing him.

Gladly. The technique has come

a long way. You can get back in
the machine any time you want.

- Yeah, I don't know about that.
- Can you give me back my memories?

Can you reverse the treatment?

Theoretically, but why would
you do that to yourself?

- Can we do it now?
- Whoa. Slow down. - Dutch...

- D'avin...
- It's the only way I'll ever understand.

You need to think about
this. And that's an order.

D'av, she's not wrong.

- We at least need to talk about this.
- I appreciate your concern,

but it's not your business.

Bullshit! We're a team.
It's very much our business

whether you let someone go
digging in your damn brain.

When he gets like this, you
just gotta give him some space.

He'll come around.

I gotta go take care of
something. We'll try again

when I get back. OK?

Carleen? I'm on my way.

- Hurry it up.
- I can't find the files. - Move.

I know what you're doing.

Getting those memories
back isn't about moving on,

it's about punishing
yourself for what you did.

But try seeing the one positive
in this amnesia. I mean,

do you have any idea what I'd give to
forget some of the things I've done?

Yeah, that's not the same thing, Dutch.

You killed in the line of
duty. I murdered my men.

Let's not compare sins here, OK?

I'll win.

- You don't understand.
- Neither do you.

The first time I killed
someone, I was eight years old.

How?

- Poisoned tea.
- No, I mean,

how does that even happen?

It doesn't matter.

Dutch, it matters.

Khlyen?

- You said he was your tutor.
- Yeah, that's what he taught me.

Killing.

I'm not judging you right now,

'cause I don't have any right to.

So whatever you've done, I
promise you, I have done worse.

If you can't be forgiven,

then what chance is there for me?

I'm sorry.

OK, I know it's been a rough couple of
days, but I finally got some good news.

I fixed Khlyen's device, so I splurged
on a bottle of ten-joy-Hokk to celebrate,

so come get some!

Guess you're already getting some.

Are you sure you want to do this?

You know, if we do this again,
we're gonna need a bigger bed.

I'll speak to the owner.

We're awesome at this
whole sex thing, by the way.

Are you naked high-fiving me right now?

- So who's going to say it?
- What?

That this doesn't have
to change anything.

Is that an order?

Or a decree?

You know, you never did
explain that whole...

royal-harem thing.

- What about it?
- I just wanna know

if I'm bedding a warrior princess.

Actually, yes.

But that was all through my marriage.

You're married?

Widowed.

Sorry. I didn't mean

to get personal.

I think we got plenty personal today.

No, it's... it's fine.

I just don't want Johnny

coming back and finding us together.

Oh shit. Johnny.

You know he's going to
say we can't handle this.

We can, though. Right?

Tap my heart.

- You look good in my things, by the way.
- Oh, shut up.

Lucy, when did Johnny get back?

He boarded: 8 minutes, 29 seconds ago.

He exited: 2 minutes,
10 seconds later.

Shit.

Don't bother getting dressed,

we're already...

D'avin, what are you doing?

D'avin, stop!

John, come in!

D'avin, what are you doing?

John has disengaged his
com. I will keep trying him.

D'avin, it's me!

Troubles?

I may have, hypothetically, walked in

on Dutch and my brother, how they say,

"in flagrant dictation".

"In flagrante delicto".

- Whatever.
- You're jealous.

Finally!

- Excuse me?
- Don't blame D'avin

for climbing the tree, when all
you were gonna do was sit by it.

Whoa, whoa, you are
way off. This is not...

Yeah.

Dutch is family. This is not
jealousy, it's like, um...

It's like my brother...

is banging my sister.

Yeah, OK,

I see your point. Just...

Still. We all knew
they were heading here.

Might as well get it over with.

Yeah, and then what? It's kinda hard to
have casual sex with someone you live with.

And they're both... I
mean, they're both terrible

at relationships. I mean
epically incompetent.

So, whatever this is,

it can't last,

and they know that it can't last.

And then I have to pick a side.

You'll pick hers.

I will.

That make me a bad brother?

Makes you an excellent friend.

- I'm guessing she's earned that from you.
- It's just that Dutch has drawn

a bunch of short straws when
it comes to guys. And I just...

I don't want my brother
being on that list.

Sweetie.

I wouldn't worry. This is
Dutch we're talking about.

Not a lot he can do to hurt our girl.

- Lucy, cut the lights in cargo bay.
- Shutting down now.

I know you're down here.

I don't want to hurt you.

- Well, I need to hurt you.
- Why?

I have my mission. I'm a good soldier.

Well, I'm a better one.

What happened?

Your brother...

What about him? What's wrong?

He, uh... he just...

he just changed.

He went off on me, like...

like someone pulled a switch.

Johnny, he tried to kill me.

- D'avin? C'mon!
- John...

No, no, no, no. He wouldn't do that.

He turned on me, like he turned

on his squad, hours after finding
Jaegar. You think that's a coincidence?

She did this, I know she did.

- She's controlling him somehow.
- OK, OK,

what... what do we need to do?

I'm going back to Jaegar.

She's going to fix this, or I'm
going to break her, a piece at a time.

You stay here.

Watch your brother, he's...

he's in the cargo hold.

Be careful.

Hi, Johnny.

What the hell did you do to her?

- Just pack the essentials.
- Was it something we said?

Guessing you didn't expect
to see any of us alive again.

No,

but I prepared for it just in case.

Johnny, I need help
with a security field.

- Johnny?
- It's a black zone.

No outside communication.
Make yourself comfortable.

We'll be gone soon.

Why?

Hey! You need to shake this off, D'av.

I know the real you is still in there.

Remember our last winter at Kipsey?

That fat kid Randy,

the one who always stole our skates?

Boy, we hated him.

But you still risked your ass for
his when he fell through the ice.

You just went in right after him.

That was the scariest
five minutes of my life,

waiting for you to come back.

That is who you are.

You do the right thing
better than anyone I know.

And you always

come back.

OK, so we're gonna fix you. Dutch is with
Jaegar right now, she's working on it.

Thank you.

I'm a good soldier.

D'av...

So, I think I figured out
what you really did to D'avin.

- And what exactly is that?
- Turned him into some kind

of human weapon you could
target at whoever you want.

That's a simplistic description,

but you seem a simplistic woman.

I'm not the one with
the flawed technique.

You're not as good as you think you are,
or else he never would have remembered.

Perfection is a process.

Our mandate was to turn soldiers
against their own forces.

And I assure you, we succeeded.

If it makes you feel any better,
it was only meant to be a proof

- of concept demonstration, no casualties.
- Yeah?

What went wrong?

We underestimated your
friend's determination to kill.

Cost me my job.

Your soldier friend almost
tracked me down once before,

on our home world. My deal
with the Company included

placing a Kill Warrant on him, in
case he followed me to the Quad.

- That was you?
- And now they've let me hang out to dry.

I have to say,

you have some very
impressive connections.

I may not be a genius, doc,
but I can count to three.

One...

Two...

Three.

Lucy, get me a doctor.

I need more specifics, John.

John?

John?

I don't know what to do.

You should know:

my work is important.

You have no idea what's
coming to the Quad,

what it could mean for all of us...

Here's what I know: You hurt my friend.

He hurt me. And now
I'm going to hurt you.

So that you can't do this to him,

- or anyone else, again.
- He's here.

- Outside.
- Turn him off. Now.

Now why would I do that?

He's programmed to kill his
team. He's no threat to me.

I am.

Shut him down.

Are you all right?

What's happening?

Dutch?

Show me your eyes.

Just finishing something.

Hang tight.

What happens now?

We both know I can't
leave you like this.

He'll never be safe again.

You know how to run that thing?

I'm gonna give you something
you never gave D'avin:

a choice.

The gun,

or the memory-wipe procedure.

The gun.

Procedure it is.

Strap her in. Take her memories.

All of them.

Identify yourself.

- Pawter. You called.
- You are required in cargo hold.

Lucy, what's his blood type?

John Andras Jaqobis

is blood type O.

Put me through to the
nearest Company med ship.

This is Med Ship Avignon,

come in.

Avignon, this is an
AllRequest emergency evac

to my location, medical
authorization number:

5-4-alpha-9. Priority Code: Angel.

- That means get your asses here now!
- I'm sorry, Doctor,

med ships aren't
approved for your sector.

This is Illenore Seyah
Simms of Land Simms,

and if you ignore my call, I
will have you staked in the rain.

We are en route, Seyah.

You bet your ass you are.

Hang in there, Johnny.

How's D'avin?

Maybe for once, just
worry about yourself first?

- We're all fine.
- Dutch.

You tell him that we know
that it wasn't his fault.

He needs to rest.

Thank you.

Rest.

He'll take a while to fully heal, but...

he's gonna be OK.

He was asking for you.

Yeah...

I should probably let
him rest. Maybe tomorrow.

I destroyed all of Jaegar's
research and equipment...

I don't care about that right now.

How are you even looking at me?

Do you remember much of it?

Dutch, I remember everything.

Please tell me you know

I would never do anything
to hurt you or John.

Please tell me you know
that that wasn't really me.

I do.

Of course I do.

But it was me.

I can't be OK with that.

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