All language subtitles for Earth Final Conflict (1997) - S03E05 - The Once and Future World (480p DVD x265 Celdra).eng

Previously on Gene Roddenberry's
Earth Final Conflict:

It's time to put our
differences aside, Jonathan.

Work in my own way, Liam.

I look forward to our association.

I have no doubt it will
benefit both our species.

Must be awful to be so paranoid.

And you lie for a living.

The Taelons landed on Wednesday.

I was at the meeting the day after
when the Resistance was founded.

Were you there?

I've been Resistance
since the day one.

We sent a scientist to
Earth 2 thousand years ago.

Ma'el was the first
Taelon to visit your planet.

His knowledge is therefore
the most valuable.

You have to find this
Taelon research first.

Or this whole exercise will be wasted.

Este sitio es mio.

Oh, Dios mio.

Hijo de macho!

Halt, or we'll fire!

Throw a shock wave down there.
We'll catch him in the tunnel.

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They have come to Earth
with the promise of peace.

An alien race called the Taelons.

But, there are those who
resist these Alien Companions.

For the Taelons' true mission,

the secrets they hide

will forever alter our world.

The fate of humanity now relies

on those who dare challenge the future

of Earth.

Honey, quit venting, we
get it, you're pissed off.

Sir, I am politely asking these
man to leave, and yet they remain.

I'm at my wits' end
with these stupid men!

- I know what you mean, Miss...
- Vera Rizzori, she owns the gallery.

- It's countessa Rizzori, e grazie.
- Yes, right.

Carl Praeger, U.S. Customs.
Investigations Unit.

Major Liam Kincaid, North
American Companion Protector.

Good to meet you.

Major, what are you doing
here? I didn't send for you.

Interpol flashed me
about a Taelon problem.

It is a vast error by some
imbecile who I will fire.

Now, please, please, you
have to leave now. Please!

Praeger, what's this about?

It won't x-ray, ultrasound, nothing.

It is a little radioactive.

We're working on the
assumption that it's Taelon, but

we have no idea where
this baby comes from.

Can we backtrack to the source?

Tomb robbing is grassroots
from Mexico to Tierra del Fuego.

This stuff changes
hands a dozen times.

Well, give me a custody form, and
I'll take them with me right now.

Sure, sure, after I
cataloged this place.

And the U.S. attorney tells me how
I'm gonna charge the Countess here.

Charging?

Oh, no, no, no, no, no.
There will be no charging,

I will not stay still for charging.

If it is a Taelon artifact, it's
really not up your alley, Praeger.

Up your alley, friend!

The law says I only have to notify
FBI, so you can go pound sand.

Hey, we don't want a turf war here.

What do you need to finish
here, Praeger? Say, 24 hours?

You bring the Taelons up to
speed, I'll run down the source.

We'll get back together tomorrow.
Sounds like a plan, fellas?

Oh, Ms. Palmer, this is unexpected.

- Major Kincaid.
- Sandoval's here.

What a surprise!

Vera?

- Oh, grazie Dio.
- Vera, ciao, bella.

- Ciao, Ciao.
- What's going on?

I'm being made a victim,
that's what's going on.

She means she's been smuggling
embargoed primitive art.

Smuggling? No way, I've known her
for years, she wouldn't do that.

What brings you here, Ms. Palmer?

I just came by to see what's
new at her store, Mr. Sandoval.

About a dozen customs agents.

I may wanna talk to you later
about your friend Vera, and, Major,

I'll give Customs Service their one
day, then I'm taking back this case.

I'm not about to let them usurp
my authority over Taelons Affairs,

and I'm putting guards on this
place to make certain they don't.

You better go with him,
I'll call you later.

Oh, Vera, if you need me. It's
got an embedded dialing code.

My office will get the message.

Grazie, Liam.

I bought a few things from Vera. Legally.
How's she mixed up with Taelons?

She's got an artifact
inside that might be theirs.

It was part of a
pre-Colombian shipment.

Pre-Columbian? Most of that stuff
is at least a thousand years old.

The Taelon scout Ma'el was
on Earth 2,000 years ago.

But all his known
artifacts are in Ireland.

Must be nice.

You lost me. What must be nice?

Crossing Manhattan in
this car browsing for art.

Thanks, but I've got
a confession to make.

I wasn't browsing.

Doors has contacts with people in
law enforcement all over the world.

When you get a flash from
Interpol, somebody always calls us.

Doors sent you?

Doors doesn't send me anywhere.
I was thinking about the Resistance.

If that thing is one of Ma'el
relics, imagine the possibilities.

An uncontrolled source of Taelon
technology? It's too good to pass up.

We need to know where it came from, which
means, we need to get our hands on it.

Sandoval's gonna smother this place
with guards. And what if you get caught?

At least, let me watch your back.

It was in a shipment of native art,

smuggled out of South America.
I recorded this 30 minutes ago.

- Give it to me.
- I don't have it, Zo'or.

- Why not?
- It's in possession of U.S. Customs.

But I have guard on it. As soon as
they finish their investigation...

Go down and get it. Bring
it to me and no one else.

I know this agent. He has made it clear
that he wants autonomy on this case.

If I make a move to take
it from him before tomorrow,

we will have an interagency feud.

Internal Affairs will take over
and it will be out of my control.

And yours.

Okay, I'm in. How does it look?

Business as usual out here.
No one heard or saw a thing.

Now, Renee.

Do it now, I don't wanna
have to pepper this guy.

One, two, three, four, five, six

Dammit, time's up!

Oh, Liam, get out of there.

Leave the case.

All search units, converge
on the 85th Street portal.

They're lost.

When Sandoval finds out somebody beat
his security system, he'll have a fit.

Very smooth.

Of course, it helps to know
what the other guy's up to

when you giving him a slip.

If you would've blown
that grenade when I said,

that volunteer wouldn't have
to wear dark glasses for a week.

The firing pin wouldn't activate,
it's been a hell of a bang though.

So, let's see.

Solid, doesn't weigh anything.

When you scratch it,

it's glowing. Is it my
imagination or is it warm?

Yeah, slightly.

Did you have to take the whole case?

Well, luckily it was
small enough to carry.

Besides, if this stuff was
all found at the same source,

any part may lead us there.

Well, I'll give you this,
thing, the orb looks Taelon.

You know what?

So does he.

The eyes are ringing
diamonds about 80 carats.

But the facets are carved
with modern precision,

which is strange enough
for an object this old.

But look. You see the center? Those
aren't sapphires, that's synthetic.

It's fused aluminum powder,
what they call flame fusion gems.

You said the eyes were
authentic, not synthetic.

Well, you see, that's point,
they are both. This is authentic.

But the flame fusion process
used on these sapphires was...

Well, it wasn't invented until
the turn of the 20th century.

So, how can they be 2,000 years old?

Maybe Ma'el made the eyes for them.

Well, then, let's look at this orb
thing and see what it can tell us.

Okay, first, it's not an
orb, it's a polyhedron.

And the surface is inert. I'm sorry,
I can't tell you what it made of.

So, you can't even tell it's Taelon.

Well, yeah, of course, it's Taelon.

I could've told you that
based on the design alone.

Look, I don't know
about the idols but...

I have seen pictures of this, it's
called a quipu, it's used for counting.

A quipu, right. From?

Well, from the Inca nation, you see,

they didn't write things down, the
Incas communicated by tying knots.

This is the map to your treasure.

My men didn't expect infiltration
at 80 feet above street level.

What you do to, or with,
or about the incompetence

is plainly speaking a
waste of all our time.

News of search has now gone public.

You need to put your best
people into it. Immediately.

Already handled. I've got entire
New York Bureau of double shifts.

I am curious as to why I only
found out about the artifact

after its theft was
broadcast on the news.

I was waiting to examine
it with you. Do not inf...

Do not infer ulterior motive.

Since we arrived on Earth,
we have searched for one thing.

You nearly had it! But now,
you've lost it! Possibly forever!

- There is no need to exaggerate.
- One cannot exaggerate!

Without it, we may as well
leave the humans in peace.

They will never be of any
use to us, unless we find it.

You made it.

You know, it would've been easier to meet
in my office, but, of course, no Martinis.

I don't need a drink, I
need someone to believe me.

This FBI scarafaggio, this Sandoval.

He makes me sound like I'm some smuggling
kingpin, you know? like I'm mafia.

I never sold contrabands before.
You believe me, don't you?

Well, one thing at a time. You said on the
phone you know who broke into your gallery.

Let's start with that,
and see where it goes.

There's only one person who
could have done it. My supplier.

The one who trades
with the tomb robbers.

I don't know his name.

- Ah, but my partner does.
- Oh, you have a partner?

Gee, you're just full
of surprises. Who is it?

I'll give you his name. No.

If I give you his name,

what to stop you from arresting me?

I'm not FBI, Vera. I don't
arrest people, I protect Taelons.

Well, even so.

I'm going to give you the address.

You can go there, and if you find somebody,
you can ask them the name of my supplier.

- No te muevas!
- Easy. Easy.

I just wanna show you something, okay?

Show me 70 thousand dolares americanos
for the relics I gave him to sell.

So, I guess you're not Vera's partner.

No, I just killed Vera's partner.

He took the relics and made look like a
robbery, like I'm supposed to believe that.

Mira, mira, mira, mira, mira.

You have this, which means you're
working with him. Where's the other one?

It's the only one I brought.

You tell me where you got
it and I get you immunity.

I can tell you, no problema.

But then you take that
information to the grave,

because, unless you give me what is
mine, that is exactly where you're going.

Let him go.

- Why'd you break things up?
- That was a judgment call.

I was just getting him interested.

Yeah, well, save your complaints,
you were about to end up like Praeger.

I see you met Sr. Gonsalves.

Touchy SOB.

You think he can
trust me for the money.

- They sent a 911.
- Hold on, Praeger, help's coming.

You're Vera's partner?

You wanna know where
he found the relic?

Ask Gonsalves about Leya...

Let's go, I don't feel
like explaining to Sandoval.

There is no mention of Lieut. Praeger death
in the New York Times, or the Taelon Age.

Or SatNews Network either.

Customs slept on a gag order.

Hit a building full of contraband,
they wanna keep it quiet.

Praeger was a smuggler.

But that was no reason for him to die.

Lieut. Praeger chose the
path that led to his demise.

Do not lose sight of your objective.

Zo'or will oppose an untenable
degree of pressure on Agent Sandoval

to be the first to succeed.

Under no circumstances can
we allow that to happen.

Praeger did give me a
name with his dying breath.

Sounded like Leya or Laya.

Something like that. I'm running
it down, but no luck so far.

You must be hoping this artifact
will lead to more of Ma'el's research.

Yes.

I feel certain that Ma'el believed that one
day our two species would be equal partners.

But it serves Zo'or's purposes to claim
that Ma'el wanted to subjugate human kind.

So, if Sandoval and Zo'or
beat us to the punch,

Zo'or will destroy anything that
doesn't fit his version of reality.

Not just any quipu. Only the
royal quipus came in colors.

Can we pinpoint where
the tomb robbers found it?

Yeah.

You ever seen these?

Prehistoric art left by
the Incas, miles long.

- And you can only see them from the air.
- Or from orbit.

The Nazca Plateau in
Peru is covered with them.

Even one that looks like a giant landing
strip, I bet you, that be your best shot.

- Load that into my global, will ya?
- No problem.

Heck, I'll even give you a road map.

Do you realize, the Incas had their own
interstate system through the jungle?

Here you go. Blue mountain coffee.

I get it via the Jamaica
portal every day, fresh.

- Seems a bit extravagant for coffee.
- Hey, a man has to have a few pleasures.

So, even if it is from around Nazca,
it leaves a whole lot of country.

Oh, 20.6 miles.

Look.

This belonged to a royal
surveyor left in his king's grave.

Now, each knot translates into
a distance. It's 20.6 miles.

20.6 miles...

20.6 miles...

Where?

Enrique Gonsalves, suspected of several
murders. His favorite weapon is a knife.

Also a history of smuggling. From drugs
to indigenous art, mostly from Peru.

We found Gonsalves'
fingerprints on the body,

also illegal items from the
Rizzori inventory in that locker.

We're assuming Gonsalves provided
contraband to the gallery.

A dissection of this smuggling network
should lead you to the source of supply.

Yes. There was a silent 911
and this is what we found.

This is the tracking data from a Mark
11 marked bullet we found in the wall.

Whoever fired it,
deliberately missed him.

This bullet makes it
virtually impossible to miss.

Who would have possession
of such weapons?

State of the art, limited use.

Only military and law enforcement.

And our industrial partners.

Yes.

My company uses them for
level 3 security and above.

I can't help you with the
bullet, but I can, perhaps,

help you get a little closer
to the source of the artifact.

I am grateful, of course,
Jonathan, but curious as to your

let us say, overt cooperation.

I've invested over half a billion dollars
in a pilot project in the Peruvian jungle.

I believe the relic is from the
same general area as our facility,

giving us parallel interests.

- You'll need to elaborate, Mr. Doors.
- Alright.

We've had massive security problems

with tomb robbers
trespassing on our grounds.

You're looking for
the same smugglers,

so, I see every reason
for us to help each other.

I've been trying to run down any connection
between the names Gonsalves and Leya.

I've got a hunch.

Remember that alien art I showed you?

You mean the Nazca Plateau?

This. Now, here's a
map of western Peru.

This is the Plateau.

Now, look toward the Pacific.

Oh, I see it. Rio La Yapana.

La Yapana River.

That must be what Praeger was trying
to say, not Leya, Laya. La Yapana.

And it's less than 100 miles
from the ancient art of Nazca.

Show me the art again.

I can see the artwork.
Could you go lower?

Looks like a giant eagle.

A condor, maybe.

Must be more than a mile long.

- There's a man, a stick figure.
- Could even be a Taelon.

Imagine making gigantic
artwork only the gods can see.

And walk right over it and never know.

I'm gonna follow Rio La Yapana to the
sea. There's nothing here but desert.

There up ahead on the coast.

That's a port. A
fishing village, maybe.

Oh, wait, what's that?

Somebody's built a brand
new oil platform off shore.

Along with another piece of
artwork only the gods can see.

Doors.

Jonathan Doors.

Well, I guess 2,000 years ago,
this was the place to live.

From what the locals
tell me, Doors is drilling

for oil and researching
herbal medicines.

They showed up one day,
build the platform off shore,

and been bringing in supplies
and personnel steadily since then.

Oh, no, gracias.

Looks like Sandoval followed us here.

No, not through the ID space.

Even so, all roads seem
to be leading to Peru.

First Doors, now Sandoval.
Looks like we're in the right place.

What if I head off Sandoval?

I'm a Doors' exec, as though
I'm not here on business.

Do that. I'll go see
what I can find out here.

Welcome to Peru, Mr. Sandoval.
Jonathan asked me to meet you and...

Liaise, yes, I know, Ms.
Palmer, that's what you do best.

Yes.

Our crews found more Inca
artifacts this morning.

They find some daily
anywhere they dig.

What does the Peruvian
government have to say?

Busy thanking Jonathan for getting
the new portal station in Lima

to worry about what he's doing here.

This fragment matches the Taelon
idol from the Rizzori gallery.

The whole area is
full of tomb robbers.

By tomorrow morning they would be gone,
and by Monday be selling in Caracas.

- You find these everywhere?
- No, just here.

What about the Taelon artifact?

It was probably unearthed
by one of our machines,

and the tomb robbers scooped it up.

Our crews know they find
anything more to notify you.

Well, will you be
needing me any further?

No, not immediately.

Not before I get forensics down
here and have a better look around.

One chance to live, tell
me where the other idol is!

Show me where you found them
and I will give it to you.

I don't negotiate.

Renee.

Renee!

Renee, if you receiving me I'm
south of the fishing village,

19.1 miles from the
obelisk in the plaza.

I'm following the map of
the old Incan highway system

looking for that 20.6 mark
Augur read on the quipu.

Ran out of road, I'll keep trying.

Amazing, isn't it? We're
150 feet below the Pacific.

But we don't want any
pictures, so give me the global.

Don't even think about it, Liam.

I've got exploding rounds in here,
and if you don't give me the global,

I'll use them.

Trust me.

And I thought I was having
a little too much bad luck.

It's how you look at it.

Maybe your bad luck just started.

Back to work, please, people.

- Doors.
- What about Sandoval?

- You think he bought it?
- All the way.

- What the hell's going on?
- Damage control.

Ms. Palmer has been following my orders to
keep you as far away from here as possible.

We had to assume
Sandoval would get close.

The trick was to let him get close enough
to feel he'd ran out of string of clues,

and yet keep him just far enough away.

And what's all this? One of
your pet projects for Zo'or?

Hardly. Zo'or would move
heaven and earth to find this.

It's Ma'el's ship, Liam.

The ship that brought the one good
Taelon to Earth 2,000 years ago.

Jonathan found it a year before
the Taelons even got here.

It took 2 years to
build the platform above,

and to pump the sea water
out of this one chamber.

You sound pretty involved.

- Renee's running the show.
- Nice work.

You managed to keep it from
the Taelons and the Resistance.

Not exactly. Everyone here is
in a secret Resistance cell.

Ma'el's legacy is our one real
chance of defeating the Taelons.

It's their technology,
but we control it.

With this ship, Ma'el
left us his world.

The once and future
world for human kind.

Well, Da'an says he needs Ma'el's
research to prove his theory that...

- Taelons and humans are compatible.
- Yes, I know he does.

- Well, better Da'an than Zo'or.
- Better humans than Taelons.

I agree. Better humans than Taelons.

If this is the same bio slurry
that Taelons build with today,

it should be alive. What happened?

The power source ran out.
The ship began to die.

The virtual glass' just dissolved
and been flooded for centuries.

I domed it and then we started dig
out almost 2,000 years of coral.

The Incas obviously
knew about the ship.

They dug a tunnel from the
shore when Ma'el was here.

I think you'll find this interesting.

I found it on Gonsalves,
the tomb robber.

Unfortunately, he killed
himself on his own knife.

We shall treasure this
as a memento of Ma'el.

And you are convinced that
it does not lead to more?

We excavated the site where it was found,
and uncovered a wealth on Incan pottery

and tomb relics, but nothing Taelon.

I alerted the South American
Companion and his Protector

Should there be any future finds
by the Doors construction crews.

Well then, we shall hope.

Propitious timing, I think,

for me to establish such a useful
relationship with Jonathan Doors.

That ship is on this planet.

Ma'el simply did not
want us to find it.

He obviously implemented
countermeasures to defeat our sensors.

I will search every square inch
of this planet until I find it.

Okay, Vera Rizzori, I am pouring.

So, what do you think
we should toast to?

Let's see...

How about...

the future?

Va bene. And to freedom.

Va bene.

I see your friends are together again.

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