All language subtitles for Earth Final Conflict (1997) - S02E12 - One Mans Castle (480p DVD x265 Celdra).eng

Pulitzer Committee, here I come.

Artelligent. Top secret lab.

Dozens of machines that look
exactly like human beings.

All identical.

Welcome to my castle.

It's good to see
you again, Da'an.

For a bio-engineer, you make
one hell of a venturous quest.

The devices on my head are
galvanic skin detectors.

They interface directly
with my brain

and let me communicate.

Da'an is in Artelligent.

Does that pose a problem I am
not aware of, Agent Sandoval?

It shouldn't. Security
will not allow anyone

into our secured area,
including Da'an.

I assume Da'an is
visiting Sparrow again.

That is correct.

Da'an had the right idea in
moving Sparrow's research forward.

He just did not
understand the proper

application of
that research.

When are you planning on
informing Da'an about the...

enhancements you made
to Sparrow's research

in your bio-surrogate
program?

After President Thompson

and the Joint Chiefs
endorse the program.

Say cheese.

I formed a partnership with
Artelligent because of Sparrow.

With the help of Taelon science, he
has been able to break the barrier

in computer aided assistive
technology for the disabled.

Software for the human brain,

downloaded into virtual
experience conduits.

Conduits?

Vehicles, light years ahead of
this four-wheeled dinosaur I use.

My software allows the transfer
of an individuals' identity

out of their bodies.

All their memories,
ideas, perceptions,

their consciousness.

Into what?

A piece of Jaridian
inspired hardware.

You can't be serious.

Taelon technology only allowed
Sparrow to proceed so far.

However, with information taken
from the Jaridian replicant,

we have been able to manufacture
humanoid bio-surrogates.

Subtitled by
Axarion

They are the Companions.

Aliens come to Earth
on a mission of peace.

Their true mission,

the secrets they hide,
forever alter humanity.

Caught in the struggle
between these Taelon Companions

and the Human Resistance
is Liam Kincaid.

A man who is more than human.

The mysteries of his past
hold the key to Earth's future

and the fate of mankind.

On Earth Final Conflict.

What happened here?

One of the bio-surrogates
has been activated.

I thought it could
only be activated when

a human consciousness
is downloaded into it.

Or if exposed to sudden
burst of energy.

That's why this facility
is shielded against

electromagnetic radiation,
photoelectric emissions...

And what the
hell went wrong?

This man disrupted
the shielding by

taking a flash picture.

What programming was installed
in the missing bio-surrogate?

Along with its ANS programming,

full complement of
Jaridian weaponry

including language and
enemy recognition array.

ANS?

Autonomic Nervous System
instincts like feed, fight, flight.

Without a human
consciousness to guide it,

I'm loathed to predict
what might happen.

With the technology downloaded
from the Jaridian replicant,

I was able to
take my research

on assistive technology
for the disabled

into a whole new realm.

Has the procedure
been tested yet?

We are about to try
our first transfer.

And whose consciousness
will be transferred?

Mine, actually.

Zo'or, there's an urgent message
for you from Agent Sandoval.

We've had an accident.

One of the bio-surrogates
has apparently been activated,

and escaped.

He killed a security
guard and took his uniform.

Track it down.

I advise we hold the program until
we can contain the bio-surrogate.

No.

Neutralize the bio-surrogate
before it causes any damage

that can jeopardize
the program.

Neutralize?

I thought that all of Da'an's
bio-surrogates were harmless.

They were.

Until we added
a few enhancements.

Major, one of the
bio-surrogates has escaped.

Use whatever resources
you have to locate it.

Why are you at Artelligent?
This is Da'an's project.

You understand
me, Major?

We have to contain
the bio-surrogate

before it endangers
human life.

The bio-surrogates
in Da'an's program

don't pose any
threat to human life.

This bio-surrogate doesn't
come from Da'an's program.

The bio-surrogate technology
was not intended for war.

We're fighting
for our survival.

I acted in accordance
with my responsibility

as the leader
of the Taelons.

If you have a
problem with that,

I suggest you raise
it with the Synod.

I most certainly will.

In the interim, we cannot
predict what will occur

if the bio-surrogates are
used as fighting machines.

That is true.

It is therefore
imperative that we proceed

with the first
consciousness transfer

to determine the
feasibility of this program.

I demand to be present
for the transfer.

That will not
be necessary.

When we know the results,

you will be informed along
with the rest of the Synod.

I am not interested in the
results of the transfer.

I am concerned about the level
of safeguard on this project,

that could endanger
human lives.

That is not an issue.

Adequate safeguards
are in place.

Then how do you explain the
bio-surrogate that has escaped,

and has yet to
be recovered?

They say a picture's
worth a thousand words.

But that's...

What's it saying to you?

Try the yellow pages,
"G" for garbage removal.

Oh, really? Well, I've got
an idea. Why don't you...

On the contrary, It's
quite magnificent.

Abstract meets Memphis.

I don't think I've seen
anything quite like it.

Augur,

meet Sparrow,
a fellow cyberphile.

Yes, and obviously someone
who appreciates fine art as well.

Likes this ingenious computer.

Well, yes, it's like
everything I own, sir.

One of a kind.

Augur, we need your help.

Really? Well, try the yellow
pages, "C" for churches.

Go with me on this, Augur.
You won't be sorry.

Especially when you see the technology
that Sparrow's been working on.

- Amazing commercial potential.
- Why didn't you just say so?

Mi casa e su casa.

So what do you
want, the regular?

An interesting usage
for a holograph.

Holo Lili, my idea
for the perfect woman.

I thought Lili permanently
reprogrammed her.

Give me a break!

Could hurry it up, please?
Because I haven't got all day.

Okay. Read in these
design parameters.

Tapping to all known
satellites tracking facilities

and scan for a match to
the activated bio-surrogate.

Serve it up when it's hot.

She likes it when I play along.

Well, well. What do
we have on this screen?

The Flat Planet Cafe. I like to
keep a tab on my investments.

What do you want in a man?

Handsome, intelligent,
sensitive, 6' 3", 190 pounds,

muscular, funny,
mysterious, successful,

kind eyes, good with
kids and dogs, athletic,

loves his mother

and slightly unattainable.

That should narrow the
field down to one or two.

One's all it takes.

And after I finished
with my accountant,

we'll need to discuss the commercial
potential of your research.

But right now you're just a
guest, so, anything you want, okay?

Can I get you something?

I would like to have been briefed
on you bio-surrogate program.

What you would have liked and not
liked is of no concern, Captain.

As always, you're on the
need-to-know basis,

and in the instance
you have no need.

Capt. Marquette has a
point, Agent Sandoval.

Unlike you, she has
combat experience.

She can understand the logic
behind this program better than you.

Why is my combat
experience relevant?

You have reviewed the Jaridian
files in the Taelon archives?

Do you honestly
believe that humanity

has the capability to
defeat the Jaridians?

Not currently,

but we will do whatever
is necessary to survive.

If the data on the
Jaridians was made available

to the appropriate
military personnel

we could devise a very
effective strategy.

That data has already
been made available

to the President
and the Joint Chiefs.

They've not responded.

Defeating the Jaridians will
require more than will to survive.

You need the tools to defeat

a race with
superior capabilities.

Do you deny this?

No, do not.

This is so good. You're just
gonna love it. You'll see.

Does my appearance
upset you?

No.

It's just that I've never
seen anyone like you before.

Then you must not have
been looking very carefully.

Where I come from,
people like you just

don't exist.

The North Pole?

We'll save that story
for another time.

So, what do they do with
us, where you come from?

Children born this way

are left to the
care of nature.

Older people simply

walked off across the
plains and disappeared.

Well, that's certainly
one solution.

Liam, Liam, come
here, it's important.

Come on, come on.

Holo Lili just told me that the series
of flights landed on the mother ship

originating from the Pentagon.

They must have something to do
with Zo'or's bio-surrogate program.

I'll let Da'an know.

Have your scans on the
bio-surrogate turned anything up yet?

No, not yet. But not to
worry, Holo Lili's on the case.

And the same galvanic
skin detectors

that I use in my
speech program,

also allow me to write.

I am a poet.

Table three's up, Kat.

Hey, what the hell's up
with my steak and eggs?

Could've killed the beast
and barbecued it by now.

Laid the eggs too?

I like when you talk dirty.

- It's okay, pal, we're legal.
- Yeah, maybe in Tijuana.

What do you think you're
doing, pal? That's my food.

Can you believe this?

Don't worry about it,
Vince, I'll fix you up.

You got a problem with
your hearing?

Okay, pal, get up. Real slow.

- You're late, Mr. President.
- I wanna talk directly to Zo'or.

That's not possible right
now moment, Zo'or says

he'll see you at the presentation
for the Joint Chiefs of Staff.

One of your killing
machines escapes

you have no idea
what it will do,

and you want me to endorse
this program to the JCS?

We will find the bio-surrogate
before it causes any harm.

The technology is ready.
There's no need to delay.

And what happens if you
don't find him in time, huh?

This program's gonna be difficult
enough to sell to the American public.

The last thing I need is
be in a defensive posture.

I don't believe Zo'or would
consider that his problem.

Zo'or doesn't run
this country, I do.

And would you like to
continue, Mr. President?

- Is that a threat?
- No.

Just a subtle reminder that
we still live in a democracy,

and just in case you've
forgotten, Mr. President,

our leaders have to be elected.

You and your party will be
escorted to the meeting room.

Stop where you are!

Now, hit the ground face
down, hands behind your head!

I said, hit the ground
face down!

Stop or we will shoot you!

He must be reconnoitering.

Reconnoitering?

Self-programming. One of those
Jaridian subroutines that kicks in

if a bio-surrogate is
exposed to a new environment.

- One of?
- I'm afraid so.

The Jaridians embedded the
whole myriad of complex programs

we haven't been
able to override yet.

Like its automatic cloaking
response after a confrontation.

And while it's cloaked,
how do we find it?

You won't.

Unless it needs to defend
itself again, gets hungry,

or runs into an enemy, which is
highly unlikely, considering...

Considering what?

The only enemy he's
hardwired to attack

are Jaridians.

Open e-mail.

Send "Butterfly" file to Augur,
with the following message:

Please, deliver to Maiya.

They lied to us.

What are you talking about?

Our bio-surrogate prototype
has been confiscated by Zo'or.

But the transfer is
set for tomorrow.

It still is. But it's
not going to be you.

The whole project is now under the
jurisdiction of the Joint Chiefs.

- Why the Joint Chiefs?
- It's now a military operation.

You have all you the
data on the Jaridians.

You know that in order for us
to successfully defend ourselves

against the Jaridians, we
require a weapon system

that includes the best of both
Taelon and human technology.

These bio-surrogates
are the perfect conduit

for the fighting spirit and
military expertise of your men.

Once we transfer the consciousness
of a trained combat soldier

into the bio-surrogate,
nothing will stand against it.

Including the Jaridians.

The bio-surrogates are
programmed to instantly

evaluate any opposing force.

We will not risk the lives
of our men with this theory.

- There's no risk.
- It's not the way I see it.

Not as long as it utilizes
the minds of our enlisted men.

The bodies of the men are
kept in stasis, General.

If the bio-surrogate sustains
injuries, the human consciousness

will simply be downloaded
back into its original body.

As it will be at the
completion of this operation:

War without death, gentlemen.

The prayer of every soldier's mother.

And what happens if one
of our men gets blown away

and that chip goes up with him?

It is time to proceed with the
first consciousness transfer.

We have addressed
all of your concerns.

Except for one.

What about that bio-surrogate
that escaped from Artelligent?

Why have you failed
to retrieve it?

So you're telling me
that the bio-surrogates

are hardwired with
these survival instincts?

Yeah, under Sparrow's program
the bio-surrogates bodies

are programmed to sole
experience sensations

for physically challenged people.

Now, the concept is that once
a consciousness is transferred,

that person's motivation controls
the actions of the bio-surrogate.

And under Zo'or's program?

Bio-surrogates are
now programmed

with autonomic nervous system
instincts like fight or flight,

and with Jaridian weaponry.

And the theory is that
when a human consciousness

is transferred into the
body, that consciousness

will control these
instincts and weaponry?

That's the theory, but the
bio-surrogate we're looking for

has no human consciousness.

It has no purpose, other than to

act on its most primitive
animal instincts.

Well, it's got no agenda,
I mean, we can't even guess

where it'll go, because
it has no idea itself.

No, not yet.

And like the Jaridian replicant
from which it was conceived,

it's programmed to study and
learn from everything it sees

and experiences exponentially.

With no moral high ground
to guide its actions.

No.

Sparrow understands this
technology better than any of us.

We have to bring him in on this.

You, by the newsstand.
Hold it right there!

That's right.

There's something that's troubling me
about the bio-surrogate program, Zo'or.

Another disaster to report?

No, no, nothing new.

Then what is your problem?

The cadre of men, not to mention
resources, that will be required

to care for millions
of soldiers in stasis.

One must always be conscious
of the allocation of resources.

Especially in a prolonged war.

When a soldier's consciousness
can be downloaded from

one bio-surrogate to
another bio-surrogate,

just as easily as...

It can be downloaded from one
bio-surrogate to its human donor.

Now I understand why you
had the Taelon imperative

implanted in all
the bio-surrogates.

As I said, Agent Sandoval,

one must always be conscious
of the allocation of resources.

Especially in war

where acceptable losses

are a fact of life.

And death.

Yes?

The bio-surrogate has struck a
newsstand on Cleveland Street.

- There's been a killing.
- Why are you telling me?

Giving you enough time to
make the 11 o'clock news.

That's really lovely.

I don't remember poetry being
one of your requirements in a man.

Well, that would fall the
talented and sensitive category.

But I cannot believe that
one of these guys wrote that.

Excuse me. Excuse me, please.

Excuse me.

The poem was beautiful.
Thank you.

One moves in their mind
and heart if not in body.

I don't know about that.

From what I can see, you
move very well in that chair.

Everything but cart wheels.

In that case,
care to dance?

Excuse me. Please.

Let me through.

Please. Let me through.

Shame, that was
so sweet of you.

No, it was stupid.

I should have known better.

Just stand back,
please. Come on, back up.

It doesn't make any sense.

There's no reason to
believe the bio-surrogate

would uncloak to
attack a police officer.

He didn't. He uncloaked
to scan the news.

Your humor escapes me, Major.

Well, he's learning, at first the
cop in the diner, the one here.

Looks like he's added a
new enemy to his program.

Any knight in blue.

I think he's right.

Right or wrong, I want
this area cordoned off

within a 5 km radius off this point.

There's no reason to believe
that the bio-surrogate

is trying to flee the area.

Oh, and Captain, as far
as the press is concerned,

this is just another
random killing.

In 3, 2, rolling.

The Taelons, with the full support
of the Thompson administration,

were attempting to create
the perfect warrior...

Maintain this barrier.

No one is to come near
the crime scene. Captain.

You heard him,
everybody! Move back!

How the hell did Doors
find out about this?

Ronald Sandoval, one
of those who is actively

cooperating with the Taelons
in this obscene violation...

This is the matter
of national security.

Vacate the premises
or you'll be arrested.

Does freedom of the press still exist

in the Taelon dominated
America? Apparently not!

Mister Doors,

you won't see it coming,

but you're a dead man.

You're saying what?

What I'm saying is that these bio-surrogates

may be our only way to defeat the
Jaridians without sacrificing...

- You're supporting Zo'or!
- No, no, no, what I'm saying is...

- I can't believe this. Can you believe this?
- If you would shut up for one second...

- She is supporting Zo'or!
- You would see that I am supporting

humanity, not Zo'or!

The bottom line is yes,
we need this technology,

not to defeat the Jaridians,

but to drive the
Taelons off our planet.

No, the technology
has to be destroyed.

If soldiers can't be killed,
war becomes a game.

Destroyed?!
It's a profitable game!

- A game that never ends!
- I can't believe you just said that!

Quiet!

We can't move backwards.

The technology exists, either
we have is or the Taelons do,

and that is our choice.

No, Sparrow is the only one who
has the technology is his head.

We have to destroy the Taelon lab

and convince Sparrow
never to recreate it.

I won't be party to destroying

anything we can use
against the Taelons.

- I'm asking you to.
- Neither can I, Liam.

Fine.

Then I guess I'm on my own.

I'm really sorry about last night.

Asking you to dance,
I never should have.

Turned tail and ran.

But I couldn't help myself.

I know.

No, you don't.

You're right.

How could I know
what it feels to be...

That's not what I meant.

When I was 18,
before I got sick,

I was one hell of an athlete.

Football, baseball, basketball.

Really?

That's why I ran out last night.

Thought of dancing with
you and not being able to.

For now.

Until you transfer your consciousness
into one of your bio-surrogates.

After which, I'll
expect the first dance.

It's a date.

Let me guess:

You're still here
because they want me to be

the press spokesperson
for your campaign, right?

Yeah, sure, you're
exactly the image I want...

Hey, you could do a
lot worse, believe me.

You know, your relationship with
Sparrow could help us both.

I'm all ears.

Even if Liam convince Sparrow
to destroy his research,

Zo'or still threw him
out of Artelligent.

Which means he doesn't
have access to his files.

Right, and you think
that I'm brilliant enough

to hack into Artelligent databanks

and access Sparrow's
files. Is that it?

Well, guess what?

- I am!
- Good!

Then we are in
agreement!

No, we're in agreement
about how brilliant I am.

But from what I can see,
that's as far as it goes.

Look, we both want
this technology,

but we want it for
different reasons.

You wanna own the world,
me, I wanna save it.

Stall the rhetoric for
the campaign trail, Doors.

But let's assume for a
minute that you're right.

Why the hell do I need you?

You don't! But why
not hedge your bets?

If you steal the technology,
then sell it to me,

for a non-competitive
use, you win all round.

Okay, well, then let
me ask you a question.

You know that Keifer
that you just bought?

How much did you pay?

3.7 million.

Why?

What I was thinking it would
look really nice right there.

I guess I'm not gonna have
much of an art collection left.

The price you pay for
dealing with the best.

Yeah.

Your lackey just gave Doors
the sound bite of the year!

You would have preferred
that Agent Sandoval allowed

the press to view the aftermath
of the bio-surrogate's attack?

Why did you try to cut a deal
with Doors behind my back?

I think you're laboring
under a false impression.

Oh? Then why haven't you and
the Synod endorsed my campaign?

It is immaterial to me
who is in the White House.

My only priority
is my own agenda.

How dare you!

I have constantly
supported the Taelons...

Do not humiliate yourself.

You know that you cannot win
the election without my support.

Order General Cromer to
provide the trained soldiers

for the consciousness transfer,

and I will consider a formal
endorsement of your candidacy.

With that bio-surrogate on the
prowl, you've got a loose cannon,

which Doors can use against
me, so until it's defused,

I'm not gonna order Cromer to do
anything that he hasn't deemed

appropriate for the
welfare of his men.

Hacking into Artelligent
files was the easy part.

But if you want Liam
to destroy your research

so the Taelons can't use
it, we've got to find a way

to get past the security
block on your files.

My expertise is in the creation
of artificial intelligence,

not breaking and entering.

Well, you're going to have to broaden
your interest now, are not you?

What was the filename
for your search?

Castle.

The consciousness is transferred
into the bio-surrogate,

which I consider the castle.

Okay, let's run the
code by everything

and everyone who lives
inside the castle.

No doubt, I am the best.

It's only the first step, Augur.

Will you help me?

Help you with what?

John?

John, is that you?

I'm sorry, I thought
you were my boyfriend.

He's supposed to meet me here at
11, but I guess he's running late.

Mel.

John.

Hey, man, why don't
you take a picture?

You've been standing
there long enough.

Who is this guy, Mel?

I do not know, he's just a guy.

Hey, man, beat it.

I take over from here.

What, are you deaf, man?

John?

- You're dead, dude.
- John, leave him alone!

John, John, just leave him...

Please, don't!

Please, leave him!

Don't hurt him!

You're gonna kill him! Stop it!

What do you mean, they've
all been destroyed?

They've all been vaporized,
there's no trace of them.

And the intruder that did this
also broke into our computer system

and erased all the program files.

Is there anything missing?

One of the bio-surrogates is missing.

Are you telling me

that there's another bio-surrogate
out there without a consciousness?

- Maybe...
- What do you mean, "maybe"?

Our security system indicates
that one of the Artelligent

employees performed a
consciousness transfer.

Which employee?

Sparrow.

Can you tell me about
the guy who strangled him?

He didn't touched me.

I mean, he didn't even
move until John attacked...

him...

I just...

noticed...

it's like his hand
just crushed his neck

and then he just walked away.

Is this the guy?

This officer will help you get
cleaned up and take you home.

Thank you.

The bio-surrogate killed again.

Who?

A young kid in the park.

There's been a
break-in at Artelligent.

Another bio-surrogate is missing,
and this one has a consciousness

that's unaware of its weaponry.

Whose?

Sparrow's.

Sparrow?

And although most
Americans dismissed

Jonathan Doors' accusations
as campaign rhetoric,

this latest murder in Carlsbad
Park seems consistent

with the details of the secret
Taelon bio-surrogate program

outlined by Mr. Doors.

Mr. Doors now contends that yesterday's
brutal slaying of Sergeant McGuire

is also related to
this Taelon program.

So you and Sparrow destroyed
the lab at Artelligent?

No, no, no.

My criminal activities are
limited to breaking and entering.

Oh, and stealing.

Sparrow destroyed the
lab after I helped him

and his associate
transfer his subconscious

into the bio-surrogate's body.

- Where the hell is he now?
- I don't know.

We brought this thing back
here and then he just took off.

Sparrow doesn't know the full
extent of the technology

that Zo'or had implanted
into the bio-surrogate.

He may not be in
control of himself now.

Maybe.

But if he is in control

I bet I know exactly
where he's headed.

Scotch neat?

I'm ready for that dance.

Gee, I've never
heard that one before.

What will you have?

Only what you promised me.

The first dance.

Look, I'm sorry, but I don't
know what you're talking about.

Yesterday, in the park.

Sparrow?

You remembered.

You did it!

How does it feel?

I hope you're wearing
your dancing shoes.

Maiya!

No, Liam, it's okay.
It's Sparrow.

Don't try to talk.

I haven't felt this much
pain since before I got sick.

How fitting I should
feel it now as I die.

You are not going to die.

I'm just sorry we
didn't get that dance.

We gotta get you
back to the lab.

No, there's no time.

I won't make it.

How long do we
have after you die

to transfer your
consciousness back?

What do you mean?

Zo'or told the Joint Chiefs
that if a bio-surrogate

is killed in battle, they can
download the consciousness

back into the soldier's
original body.

No.

Zo'or lied.

There's nothing you
can do for me.