All language subtitles for Earth Final Conflict (1997) - S04E07 - The Second Wave (480p DVD x265 Celdra).eng

Previously on Gene Roddenberry's
Earth Final Conflict:

What've we got?

Jaridians. And they were shot
down by a Taelon energy canon.

My God, this could be the opening
salvo of the Taelon-Jaridian war.

Welcome back to Earth, Vorjak.

The Jaridian high command
will not forget your actions

when the great crossing takes place.

I expect nothing less.

So, it is possible that these
Jaridians could have been emissaries

on a mission of peace.

It is not within the Jaridians' nature
to embrace a peaceful coexistence.

When a human being looks into the
eyes of a Jaridian, who would he see?

The enemy we have portrayed as evil
incarnate or someone more like himself?

- Come on, move it!
- You two! Move it!

- Come on, guys, pick it up!
- Come on, pick it up!

- Come on, go, move it!
- Come on, get it line!

Come on! Pick it up!

- Move on! Come on, guys, pick it up!
- Move it up, keep up, go!

Pick it up! Pick it up!

- Commander, what's going on?
- We are on emergency alert.

- Who gave the order?
- Zo'or.

The command deck is now
off-limits to all personnel.

I am not all personnel,

I am someone who has intimate knowledge
of the implant embedded in your neck.

And unless you want me to use it, I
suggest you get the hell out of my way.

Now!

This is a Taelon counsel of war.

Be gone!

Subtitled by
Axarion

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.

How bad is it?

We were running full power test when

Va'ar just took the Taelon control
core and shuttle off to the mother ship.

All right, keep cool. You've got five
hours until that reactor goes critical.

I'm shipping you a prototype core from
Taipei, you can use it for a soft shutdown.

Look, I have to take this call.

Tell the Feds to start the
evacuation for a 20 mile radius.

Phil I know it's dicey,
but hang in there for me.

Mr. President, thank you for
interrupting your schedule.

Glad to, Mrs. Palmer.

My Chief of Staff informs me you
don't use the word "emergency" lightly.

Well, I'm hoping this turns
out not to be one, but, perhaps,

you want to notify the
Atlantic National Alliance.

43 minutes ago the Taelons cut their
hotlink to our corporate comm center.

Any indication as to why?

None. Now I did a quick check.
16 of 23 embassies are now empty,

and their Companions have
gone back to the mother ship.

Yes, we confirm that.

Our national policy would suggest that we
would be in favor of this, but you seem...

less than pleased, Mrs. Palmer.

I'm pleased if they're going, but
they might be planning an attack.

And as you know, sir, our whole
infrastructure is tied into their tech.

We can't go cold turkey
without major consequences.

Yes. Understood.

A federal alert might be my next move,
but I need to know what's going on,

and I need you to fill
in the blanks for me.

Of course, sir, as soon as I have
any answers, you'll have them.

Thank you, Mrs. Palmer. I'm sure you...
you have your hands full. Goodbye.

- Liam.
- Your system locked me out.

Sorry, I was on with the White House.

Thomson's taking wait and
see until he get some answers.

He won't have long to wait. They had to
scram the reactor at Three Mile Island.

Six states are now
in rolling blackouts.

I see it. God, it's taking
down the whole East Coast grid.

Can't you get Da'an to tell
you what the hell is going on?

I wish I could, but he's gone.

Well, I've send the
message five times. Nothing.

And I've been doing
a broad spectrum scan.

Send it again.

If the Taelons are going to
war, it's with the Jaridians.

They made first contact.

I sent them Lili Marquette
with the ID drives.

They'll be damned if I'm denied
my place as their front man.

Did you consider it might
not be the Jaridians.

Judging from their amicable natures, the
Taelons could have an enemy in every port.

Anyway, if it is the Jaridians
they aren't picking up.

What's plan B, big guy?

You mean other than finding
a new chief operative?

This is encoded with
Taelon energy signatures.

It'll get you past
mother ship security.

Commandeer a shuttle in the main
docking bay and wait there for my orders.

Save you a seat on
Titanic? Is that all?

Trust me, you'd prefer
this over plan C.

And if I don't?

Plan C involves the assist that you've
been secretly putting through Princeton.

And there's the whole
alphabet after that, Tate.

Just be ready.

Put your teams on alert, be
prepared to join civil forces.

We could be looking
at an all-out assault.

Street, is that you?

- Gotcha!
- What was that?

F-217 Aurora skip jet.

It's a holokit. I built it.
I got a T-Rex, too. Wanna see?

Not now, the Taelons have shut
off all contact with Earth.

I need you to hack into their systems,
monitor what's going on aboard the mother ship.

Easier done than said.

DOD satellites are reading
their energy signature.

Looks like they're powering
up all their weapons.

SatNews is covering the power
outage, Moscow TV's got... Wow!

What?

This is from the
observatory at Mauna Kea.

Armada.

It's not Taelon.

Can you work out its trajectory?

No lateral motion, just spectral
shift heading straight for Earth.

Immediate assistance required.

It's a Mayday in Resistance code.

Her identifier is genuine.
Whoever she is she's legit.

Sending portal coordinates. Please,
activate. Repeat. Immediate assistance.

I've got the coordinates.

She's on the mother ship.

Why would a Resistance Mayday
be coming from the mother ship?

Check again.

I've got five verifications, no
ghosting, no echoes, no reflections.

Whoever needs your help
is on the mother ship.

It sounds like she's
in a bad way, too.

Bring her down.

- These actually work?
- We've had glitches.

Well, we don't have time to test.

Stay clear of the portal,
I've got at max the gain.

Let's hope we don't glitch this chick.

The system can't take it.

The field is inverting.

- You're okay?
- Fine.

Kira?

Our bodies aren't built to take
that kind of field reversal.

You pulled the major Houdini.

So lucky you've even read my signal.

I had to use a specimen
portal in the med lab,

and I don't think it's configured
for people, at least, not living ones.

- It's been a long time.
- Too long.

I thought you were dead, Kira.

Last time I saw you, it was what?
18 months ago at the Chicago meeting?

You were lobbying for
reconciliation with the Taelons.

And you didn't agree. In
fact, I felt generally rejected.

A week later your unit vanishes.

No bodies, no genetic trace, nothing.

What's going on?

Renee, this is Kira Dorn, fresh
off the missing in action list.

Welcome back.

Missing in action...
Where have you been?

We were ambushed.

The survivors have spent the past
year and a half on the mother ship.

The... the Taelons, they, uh...

They tortured me, Liam.

If you hadn't issued
memory block patches,

I could have given it
all away, I would have.

They had these...

creatures like overgrown CVIs crawling
around inside your brain and...

It's not even you feeling the pain,
but you wished it were, because

where you are is so much worse.

I shared a cell for a
while with Lili Marquette.

She made me promise if I ever got out

to let you know how much
she valued your friendship.

Kira, who is your first lieutenant?

Jared Bailey. He died in the ambush.

And before, while you were in the
Resistance, who did you report to?

Major Robert Colison, he
was my covered cut-out.

So, you know Bob.

We've covered the security check.
She has the full set of valid codes.

Kira's one of us, she's been
through a lot. She needs our support.

Just being careful.

I'd expect nothing
less from Renee Palmer.

Doors International.
Covert Resistance.

Some of the newer captives knew
about your work. It is an honor.

Now, can one of you guys tell
me what the hell is going on?

It is pandemonium on the mother ship. I
took advantage of the chaos to send my SOS.

There's a Jaridian fleet on its way
here intent on wiping out the Taelons.

- And probably the planet.
- So, that's it...

How do we position ourselves? We
don't know enough about the Jaridians

to hope that they might
be the lesser of two evils.

The rest of my unit is still trapped on
the mother ship. I've got to get them off.

There's no shuttle traffic,
and our portals are fried.

But I could hack into
a public facility.

There's a portal near the cell
where they're holding my unit.

You could use my codes.

If I could get a message to
them I could tell them to...

All senior Companion Protectors,
report to the bridge. Immediately.

Maybe you shouldn't go.

It's the best way to stay
on top of this crisis.

Street, do what you
can for Kira's people.

Liam...

Thank you for taking a chance.

I wasn't gonna make it on
the mother ship much longer.

Major, I'm glad you could
make it. It won't take long.

May I have your attention, please?
You've all heard rumors of war.

Well, I can neither
confirm nor deny this.

All I know is after this meeting

Protectors without Skrills and
CVIs are ordered to return to Earth.

Those with are invited
to remain on board with me,

where we can best serve.

In light of recent developments

the Taelon Synod has
decided to leave this planet.

You have your orders.

You were right. Something must be up.

Ten minutes to opening
time and we're shut down.

Let's go.

Please, believe that I'd hoped
it would never come to this.

Now I owe you the
truth at the very least.

What are you talking about?

This message was intercepted and
blocked by the Taelons six years ago.

Just days before our arrival on Earth.

I am Vorjak of the Jaridian race.

The Taelons who are about
to arrive on your planet

will appear to be an advanced
species with benevolent intentions.

They are anything but.

Any assistance to them will be deemed an
act of treachery and punished accordingly.

You have been warned.

All these years you
withheld this from us?

Didn't even give us the
chance to choose our own fate.

Trust me.

Your chances of survival were far
better in partnership with the Taelons.

- Partnership! What kind of...
- A copy of the message...

with proof that it
never reached Earth.

If you can show this to the
Jaridians they may have mercy.

I have also sent a message of peace
to them without Zo'or's knowledge.

Perhaps, they too have
grown weary of battle.

You haven't exactly won my trust.

How do you expect to
succeed with a better rival?

I am so sorry, Liam.

I had great hope for our alliance.

You did the best you could.

But it's Zo'or's Synod after all.

Goodbye, my...

Goodbye.

Greetings, earthling.

Judging by your accent
I'd say, Crab Nebula.

Zeta Prime.

Gotta love the old verbal codes.

- Bet the Taelons never cracked them.
- Some of our own never cracked them.

Zeta Prime, that can only mean...

Monique's pregnant.

- I'm impressed!
- So am I. Finally took some time off?

- Yeah.
- Congratulations.

Everyone�s here.

Karl, this is Kira Dorn
from the Chicago cell.

Can you let her have a firearm?

It's all set, we've got
control of the portal,

and we've locked on to this
tag signal from the mother ship.

Let's do it.

Kira!

- I knew you wouldn't let us down.
- Good to see you.

Rajeev?

Welcome. Okay.

- Rajeev!
- What's wrong?

I went to Rajeev's funeral
several months ago. Something's up.

- It could be Taelon replicants.
- I don't recognize him from the ship.

Hey, Liam. What's up?

That was so close. You okay?

- That was a Jaridian weapon.
- I saw it too late.

- I owe you.
- Counting on it.

Liam, the hostages,
five of them are gone.

Freeze it.

Erase the hostages who are still here.

Anyone familiar?

Eduardo Hernandez. He
does surveillance for me.

He was in a car wreck last week, he's in
a body cast. There's no way that's him.

I think they're all Jaridians
disguised as Resistance.

So, how did a Jaridian raiding party
managed to come along for the ride?

Wow!

There was a second ID
stream converging with ours

from outside the Solar System.

We opened the portal,
they caught a ride.

How did they know to come
disguised as Resistance?

Maybe they intercepted
Kira's distress call?

Where did they get the visual
identities or the ID technology?

It could have been from Lili.

The Jaridians held her
prisoner long enough

to put her through a
full mental intervention.

- Don't you think she would've told us?
- She might not know.

Okay. The Jaridians are part
of some king of advance unit.

We need to find them, hope we
can use them for negotiations.

The Jaridians have a battle fleet,
they won't negotiate for five scouts.

During my time on the mother
ship I hacked into their database

looking for a way out, I found this.

It's designs for the Taelons'
most advanced particle beam canon.

I'd hoped to use it as a way to
blast the bastards out of the sky.

I know it may not be much,
but it may be something.

Impressive. I just might be able to rig
this up from parts from my warehouses.

The canon uses ID flux energy, so we
have to build it at a portal facility.

This place is as good as any.

Oh, we can't wait around here. Entire
infrastructure is about to collapse.

Karl, get your crew working on the
canon. We'll check back with you later.

President Thompson,
you wished an audience?

Zo'or, since your arrival humanity
has willingly assisted you,

but we have become somewhat
dependent upon your support.

I'm asking you not to abandon us,

but to allow us to fight with
you against the Jaridians.

It was for this eventuality
that you militarized humanity.

An objective than you
and I achieved together.

To quote a human, the
fittest must survive.

This is simple Darwinian
evolution at work.

Your own history is
full of such examples.

Do not over simplify what is a terribly
complex idea devised by a human.

Our evolution was interrupted by you.

You must take responsibility for
the changes that we did not ask for.

Thank you, Mr. President, for
reminding me of what I'm must do.

I will take it under advisement.

You are dismissed.

Fine.

And I'll await your decision.

Yes.

You will.

Some lack the fortitude to
stand alone when asked to do so.

Perhaps, the...

Companion Protectors can best serve
the Taelons by fighting the Jaridians

using embassy defense systems.

The last stand buying you
precious time to escape, Zo'or.

Agent Sandoval,

is your CVI, your command
imperative functioning?

Or has it deteriorated like everything
else we've given to your species?

It's functioning perfectly.

Then accept. The Earth is doomed.

You can best serve the Taelons
by dying when you are told to die.

- Are you in position?
- I'm in a shuttle on deck six.

Power up the drives, I'm on my way.

But it is your calm and orderly conduct,
that will get us through this crisis.

I have already...

Okay. Here's the quick and dirty.

Words about the Jaridian fleet
and the Taelons are splitting.

Global reactions run
from pissed to freaked.

Power's out, there's casualties in the
hospitals, air traffic control is fried.

It's B-movie time out there, folks.

But where the hell is
Godzilla when you need him?

Jaridians are a primitive,
highly advanced race.

That's definitely not him.

Obsessed with the
destruction of the Taelons.

And so we are leaving in order to
deflect the danger away from Earth.

We wish you peace and safety.

Perhaps, we shall meet again.

- I can't believe this!
- Parasites.

It's high time we
took back our planet.

You're still bleeding. Don't you think
it's high time you had that treated.

Let's get you to a doctor.

While we're at it, get you full medical,
just in case if any of these nasty

brain bugs are still crawling around.

- Might be a good idea.
- Fine.

Maybe a medical stamp of
approval will get you off my back.

Isn't that one of your operatives?

He used to be. Put him in a brig.

Agent Sandoval, I am
maneuvering the mother ship

into low Earth orbit to facilitate
the arrival of our cruisers.

You are required on the bridge.

You must think I'm pretty important
to be wasting time on me like this.

I'm being cautious, for
everyone's sake, even yours.

The caution is good if you
can afford the time for it.

Meaning, I don't have
time now to be careful?

I disagree. Little caution
can prevent a calamity.

And when it comes to Liam
Kincaid, how careful are you?

I'm not gonna dignify
that with an answer.

Nothing to worry about, perfectly
normal and in excellent health.

Well...

it's looks like I owe you an apology.

Why? With a race of aliens running around
the planet one can never be too careful.

Peace?

Peace.

Everything okay? Good.

They spotted one of the disguised
Jaridians near the portal building.

Let's get over there.

They're gone.

I can feel it.

Hard to believe we're alone.
We worked so long for this.

We got what we wished for.

Let's hope it's not a hollow victory.

Police are firing rubber bullet and
neural suppression gazes. Well, it must be

a hundred thousand people
out in the street now.

And, of course, the same
question on everyone's mind:

is this the beginning of the end?

This is crazy.

We should spend our time
doing what we know will work.

- Kira's cannon is a long shot at best.
- Maybe,

but at least it's a proactive
choice, not just a reactive one.

Look, it's obvious you used to sitting on
the fence playing one side against the other.

- This is not an option here.
- Excuse me!

Slow down! You're way out a line. Renee
never flinched from a fight in her life.

If we die, at least we die free.

What I'm saying is, we don't know enough
about the Jaridians to be taking that stand.

We may have to anyway, so we
better have something to fight with.

Okay, you keep your global switch
on locate so I could find you.

You know, when this is all over...

We'll go out for that dim sum.

- Greetings earthling.
- Our ETA of the fleet is five hours.

Any sign of the Jaridians scouts?
- No.

And I've been running
numbers on this thing.

The ID pulse energy isn't
regulated, so the gun is unstable.

Could tear half the city
just trying to fire it.

My compliments. I've seen some great
field jerry-rigs, but this is the best.

Impulse energy shouldn't be a problem.

You've built the gun,
here's the bullet.

It's Taelon tech I took
from the mother ship.

The only thing in the specs
that couldn't be find on Earth.

It should supply the
right field modulation.

- Where did you find this girl, Liam?
- I'm not entirely sure.

Look, Kira, the canon
is still our last resort.

Our best bet is to
negotiate with the Jaridians.

Let's go check in with our spotters.

You wished to speak with me, Zo'or?

Yes.

I thought you should know that
the Jaridians have not bothered

to answer the peace initiative
you send them without my knowledge.

I was merely attempting
a diplomatic deception

in order to gain time for our escape.

Pursuing futile goals
is a human attribute.

It is timely we have left Earth, Da'an.

Your thought has become infected.

I believe humans call
such pursuit faith.

I am counting on the
Jaridians' taste for vengeance.

The fleet will stop
to destroy the Earth

giving us enough time to
reach the wormhole at Sirius B.

It will be many years before
the Jaridians find us again.

Are the Taelons going to spend
eternity running away from this?

If the Jaridians don't stop
to destroy Earth, what then?

Taelon pilots will fly suicide missions
in battle cruisers manned by human crews.

You may yet have a chance
to make your last stand.

I now count seven, no, make that eight
federal buildings that are on fire.

And the fire department
just can't cover this now.

They just gonna let things burn, it
looks like! And it's gonna spread!

- Sorry, Renee.
- Dr. Dupree, please, come in.

It's about Kira Dorn. I
was reviewing her scans.

There's a fragment of titanium
shrapnel lodged in her back.

Judging by the scar tissue, I'd
say it's been there under a year.

Titanium?

I've seen this before,

the anti-personnel grenade used by
the Volunteers have a titanium sheath.

It's close enough to her spinal
cord to be a problem in the future.

She should have it removed.

Could you email me the scans?

- I've got it right here.
- Great. Thanks.

I don't get. Four sightings
within a mile of a portal

and each time the Jaridian disappears.

Renee was right, we're wasting our
time. Let's get back to her office.

The stars are so beautiful.

Ironic, considering
what's about to happen.

After 18 months of prison I feel
like I'm just coming back to life.

That could be a temporary state.

Well if these are going
to be my last hours,

then I have to act upon an
impulse I first had in Chicago.

You're burning up.

Body heat way off the scale.

You like distracting me, right?

So we could spend the final hour
before the invasion in the park?

Well, you do turn me on, but I should've
guessed, huh? The intensity?

Body heat?

None of it's human and
neither are you, are you, Kira?

You're better than I thought.

Passionate, strong, humanity's best.

Unfortunately, the Jaridians have given
all Companion Protectors a death sentence.

But if you join me,

if I took you as my mate
I could keep you alive.

No thanks. Wasn't it you who
said something about dying free.

Okay, your decision.

You get to die before
the rest of your species.

That combat wound is
less than a year old.

Kira claims she's been a prisoner on
the mother ship for over 18 months.

Maybe she got caught trying to escape.

The Volunteers use
energy weapons in space,

grenades are too dangerous.
Something else is going on here.

Check the database for Resistance
members injured in action last year.

Alright, now limit the list to injuries
caused by anti-personnel grenades.

Now pull out the women.

And operatives released
without surgery.

Capt. Lili Marquette.

Liam's friend? The one Sandoval
sent on a package tour of Jaridia?

That's the one. Bring
up her last medical.

Identical wounds.

Now superimpose Lili's
images over Kira's.

What are the odd of two women having
the exact same internal anatomy?

- Zero.
- Not to mention

blood type, enzyme profile and DNA
sequencing. They'd be identical.

If you could look closely enough,

I bet you'd find active
code embedded in Kira's DNA.

It's really a copy of Lili's.

But any medical scan is programed
to identify as Kira Dorn.

- Nobody's got tech like that.
- At least nobody on Earth.

Come on, Liam. Answer.

Renee? She's got good instincts.

How did you beat the lab test?

Our technology is active and adaptive.

This suit I'm wearing emulates
every signature of the human anatomy.

Sound, smell, even X-ray.

Kira Dorn's exterior we got from
Lili Marquette's visual memory

and everything else
pure Lili Marquette.

It doesn't explain my response
to you. The intensity of it.

Jaridians take every life
experience to the fullest.

Living it to the hilt.

And you picked up on
my attraction to you.

It's about passion, Liam, something
the Taelons no longer feel.

- You obviously do.
- Life is passion.

You know, the Jaridians and humans
are more alike than you think.

It's really a shame the Taelons got
here first and doomed your planet

rather than showing you
how to really enjoy life.

You need to see something.

We can't be held responsible
for what we didn't know.

The Taelons blocked our
warning transmission.

Will appear to be an advanced species with

- benevolent intentions.
- Shame.

They are anything but.

But it changes nothing.

You humans allowed them
to contaminate the Earth.

It must be decimated
as a lesson to others.

You and the Taelons are nothing
but opposite sides of the same coin.

Arrogant, cowardly,
consumed by hatred.

And you presume to sit
in judgment over others?

You're wasting valuable time

for, unfortunately, your
death will prove nothing.

You picked a good moment to show up, remind
me in the future to trust your instincts.

Yours weren't bad either. You're closer
to the Jaridians than you thought.

Wait a minute, Kira's particle canon.

It's gotta be a ruse.
Let me use your global.

Greetings, Liam. Is
Vega going nova yet?

Vega could be closer than we think.

Power down the canon. Whatever
you do don't activate it.

Be prepared for a Jaridian assault.
Hey, Karl, Kira's their leader.

- Understood.
- We're on our way.

Street, we may need your technical
savvy at the portal building.

Page Hubble Urich, priority one,

requesting a combat unit
at the Washington portal.

Zo'or.

I am growing tired of your
interruptions, Agent Sandoval.

Data from the Mars probe shows that

the Jaridian battle fleet is
on its final approach to Earth.

- And your point?
- As enormous as the fleet is,

it's producing no
gravitational distortion.

It has no mass. It's an illusion.

Shabra!

Return this ship to earth at once!

Looks like everything's cool.

I'll go and check with Karl.

You two keep an eye out and
wait for Hubble's cavalry.

Right.

- Hi, Liam, no sign of the Jaridians?
- Is Vega going nova yet?

They got me.

- Why are you powering down the canon?
- I have power in dropping.

No use trying your energy
weapon close to the canon.

Resonance field cancels
out its radiation.

The time for pretense is over.

Street, big problem,
time to get creative.

There's no invasion on
its way, is there, Kira?

Very good. I'm the invasion.

This device will blow away the Earth's
atmosphere in a matter of minutes.

This planet will be reduced
to a cinder by its own sun.

It's a beautiful sun,
I've seen it many times.

Prepare to leave.

Shoot it down!

That's the signal!

The atmosphere is about to cascade.

Get into the portal.

Kira.

I scrambled all the
data on the portal link.

The Jaridians won't be
able to return for a while.

Have the entire portal
system reconfigured.

And insure that the press
devote significant attention

to the salvation of Earth by
a loyal Companion Protector.

Zo'or, as a Companion
Protector, I must advise you

that humanity will feel the Taelons
have broken a delicate trust.

The Jaridians pronounced a
death sentence on your species.

Be assured they will
return to carry it out.

Humanity will quickly realize that the
Taelons are their only hope for survival.

Humanity is more likely to
conclude that our survival is,

and always has been,
in their own hands.

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Axarion