All language subtitles for K-9.S01E24_English

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-We're not even sure it
was [inaudible] tailing us.

That's some serious speed on
him for a two-ton amphibian.

-Well, that's what this
analysis will tell us.

K9?

-Affirmative.

[inaudible] sample is loaded
with enough [inaudible]

pheromones to cover
a Kalderian bed mite.

-That doesn't sound
very impressive.

-Kalderian bed
mites have reached

30 meters in height, at birth.

-Oh.

Note to self, no
sleepovers on Kalderia.

TV: [inaudible] there has been
another attack on the CCPC,

in which one unit was held
up, and another kidnapped.

Reports are sketchier this
time, but it's apparent

that the group calling
themselves the Last Precinct

have claimed responsibility.

Witnesses report they're
extremely ruthless.

-If you can't keep you
mind on the task at hand,

perhaps you could rustle
up some tea and biscuits.

TV: Cyber purge of all
cyborg civil servants,

including the CCPC.

-What is your obsession with
the CCPC and newscasts lately?

-K9, can you scan Darius
to see if he might

be developing a
social conscience?

-Negative, Starkey.

This unit does
not have the power

to perform such a labor
intensive operation.

-You've got opinions
on everything.

Whey don't you do
us all a favor,

and keep them to yourself?

-Whoa, hold on, Darius.

-Who is who, Starkey?

Look at you, all against
me with your little jokes,

nice, tightly knit little
family unit, aren't you?

Me, I'm just the hired help.

-I'm guessing that's
what you humans

call hitting a raw circuit.

STARKEY: Raw nerve, K9, nerve.

But yeah, you're right.

-Are you sure you don't want
to talk about it, handsome?

-Yeah.
Thanks, but no thanks.

Handsome?

-I meant handsome, as
in handsome cab driver,

except that I'm mechanical
and automated, obviously.

I'll be quiet now.

-Yeah, good idea.

-What's that, Darius.

Come in?

Yeah?
No.

Did you hear the one
about the android

who got bitten by a mad dog?
He got rubies.

-[inaudible] business.

STARKEY: Yeah, hey,
listen, Darius.

I'm really sorry if we hit a
raw circuit-- nerve earlier.

-No problem.

I shouldn't have gone
off my nut like that.

It's just this--

-What is it?

-It's just this
Last Precinct work.

-The stuff on the news?

-Yeah, but it's old news to me.

[doorbell]

-Huh, what now?

-Illegal experiments?

I think you have the
wrong house number.

-CCPC intel reports
that this is--

-Officer unit, take it up
with Inspector June Turner

at the department.

-Stand aside.

-Excuse me!

-Stand aside, sir.

-There's something odd about
that CCPC's energy signal.

CCPC: Shocking, poindexter.

-Gryffen, alert.

That CCPC unit
[inaudible] function--

-K9!

-No!

PROFESSOR GRYFFEN: That's
not standard issue.

You're not CCPC.

What are you?

-Command override -597 data.

What?

I don't understand.

That should have worked.

I hacked into those
codes with mom.

Don't hurt him.

-Take it easy.
JORJIE: Darius!

-You're all under house arrest.

-Huh?
CCPC: Do not resist.

And don't lose your heads.

[chuckling]

-Human.

They're all human.

No, sunshine.

Just me.

My comrade here is CCPC
through and through,

with a few minor adjustments.

-Get out of my house.

PIKE: Your house?

This isn't your house,
Professor Gryffen.

It's ours, always was.

Hence our use of a secret
entrance, unknown even by you.

Welcome to the final stand
of the Last Precinct.

Well, thank you for he invite.

-Oy, what's all the commotion?

-You.

What are you doing here?

-Do you know this
boy, Sergeant Pike?

-Yes, uh, I know him.

His name is Darius Pike.

He's my son.

PIKE: We hereby commandeer
this police station

in the name of
the Last Precinct.

Our demands are as follows.

One, the immediate
deactivation of all CCPC units.

Two, the CCPC clone implant
be shut down within 48 hours.

Three--

-Shut it off.

-But surveillance
protocol stipulates--

-It's on a loop, you fool.

The only thing I'm getting
from watching it is deja vu.

And the only thing I'm getting
from watching it is deja vu.

There, the only humorous
thing I'll say in my life,

wasted on you.
-What's going on, Thorne?

-Ah, speaking of humorless.

-A bunch of radicals holding
acquaintances of mine hostage

isn't a laughing matter.

I'm just glad Jorjie's
[inaudible] today.

Oh no.

THORNE: Oh yes.

CCPC: Force field detected.

-Override the mansion
security system.

THORNE: We've tried.

They've change the codes.

They're using our own
security systems against us.

-Then cut the mansion's power.
THORNE: Tried.

Can't.

Which part of usurped total
control don't you understand.

JUNE: Jorjie.

Full briefing.

And get me their leader
on vid link, now.

-Wait.
Get off.

K9's still offline.

-This is department
inspector June Turner.

-Who am I talking to?

-Sergeant Harry Pike,
formerly of the Metro Police.

-As in dishonorably
discharged, as in two years ago

charged with trespassing,
resisting arrest?

-We were standing
up for our rights.

Your negotiation skills
need a little bit

of work, dear Inspector.

-I'll cut to the chase.

-You have children
in that house.

I urge you to let them go.

Deal with me.

-Oh yeah?

And, um, if I was
to, say, let one

go, which one would you choose?

-The girl.

I'm told her name is Jorjie.

PIKE: As in Jorjie Turner?

As in your daughter?

[chuckling] Don't look
so shocked, inspector.

I've been in the
game for decades.

I read all the files.
JUNE: If you've hurt her--

-Mom, I'm all right.
-Jorjie?

Pike, I swear, if
you touch her--

-Come off it.
What do you take me for?

-Well, since you're asking, a
dangerous and disturbed fanatic

who uses guerrilla
warfare to achieve his

aims, and doesn't care who
he harms in the process.

PIKE: Oh, let's not get too
high and mighty about the harm.

It was you, Inspector Turner,
that backed the replacement

of human law enforcers
with cyborgs.

-It was agreed by everybody
in the department.

-That doesn't make your
blame any the less.

You approved the worst decision
ever taken by the government.

-I'm terminating
this debate now.

-Guerrillas, fanatics.

-You should be flattered.

You're home invaders at best.

-You can't invade your own home.

-This is my home.

PIKE: Before the
department annexed it,

this was the last operational
police station in London,

the very one that
we were dragged out

of by the CCPC for refusing to
surrender our jobs to cyborgs.

DARIUS: It's a pity you weren't
as fond of the house you walked

out of in the middle of
the night two years ago.

-Disconnected.

Intruder alert.

Course of action
neutralized-- well,

once my weapons and
my navigation programs

are back online.

-Not like you to get knocked
about by a terrestrial weapon.

-Assumption correct,
young master.

My living metal
antibodies are currently

able to deal with 99%
of terrestrial weaponry.

The weapon used on
me is not completely

of the earth, or this time.

-Oh, get with the program.

The department has
been installing

extraterrestrial material
in their latest CCPCs

for the past six months.

And we have been harvesting
it, and putting it to our use.

PROFESSOR GRYFFEN: Inspector
Turner specifically

opposed the use of
alien tech in CCPCs.

-Well, she can oppose it
until she's blue in the face.

She's not the one
who's doing it.

She keeps pretty bad
company, your mom.

-Alien biomechanical
component detected.

Species of origin, unidentified.

-Unidentified because it's been
altered by the department--

twisted and mutated to
serve their function.

And there's one of these
in the heart of every Mark

Two CCPC walking
around out there.

-[WHISPERING]
Weapons online yet?

-Repair 60% complete.

-Two can play at this game.

Halloran was able to utilize the
CCPC's alien biotech, created

weapons for us to
use against them.

We've got him to thank
for this little number.

He was one of the greatest
forensic scientists

in the world, until they tossed
him aside like an old shoe.

Now the world will see the
CCPC for what that really

are-- unreliable alien
machines, ready to malfunction

at any moment.

Tick, tick, tick.

-Warning, unstable cybernetic
bioagent reaction detected.

[inaudible] biomechanical
virus incubated.

-It is not unstable.

We conducted numerous tests.

This virus is gene spliced
to override the department's

control, and replace
it with ours.

We're in charge here.

-That may be your plan.

But I can tell you
it's not working.

-The dog is barking mad.

Woof.

Somebody should take it outside.

-Initiate biomet
transmission protocols.

-Yes, sir.

They will literally be out
of the department's control--

unresponsive, and utterly
useless, except to us.

-And then they'll have no
choice but to reinstate

humans into the police force.

-My advice is to move as far
from the infected CCPC as

possible.

My scan shows they're
completely unstable.

-I'm coming.

-Yeah, for once I'm with you.

-Stay put, you lot.

-Let them go,
except the brainiac.

You'll give us all
the leverage we need.

Take him upstairs.

And take this one outside, and
release him into the ranks.

Use secret exit gamma.

-Professor!

-Go.

I'll be all right.

-K9, how are your navigation
systems coming along?

-Self repairs 80%
complete, young master.

-Well, you'd better
get your skates

on before they figure
out where we are.

We need to help the prof.

-It doesn't matter where we are.

I used to come here with
my dad all the time.

He knows this place
better than us.

-You used to come
here, with him?

-Yeah, but he hasn't been
my dad for a long time.

-Here.

-Hold it.

Complete your mission.

What's the matter?

Move it, cyber!

Complete your mission.

-As you command.

Crush all resistance.

Subjugate all humans.

-Have you considered
our demands, Inspector?

This is your last
chance to get out

of this with your dignity
intact-- more than we ever got.

-All I've thought
about is the things

I'll do to you if my
daughter's harmed.

-Yes or no, Inspector.

-We don't give in to threats.

In fact, we're sending in
an elite squad of fresh CCPC

reinforcements, fully
pre-shielded against anything

you can throw at them.
It's over, Pike.

-Think again, Inspector.

-All units, form up.

-Formation delta.

Formation delta.

Formation delta.

Formation delta.

-You leave me no choice
but to reveal to the world

how useless the CCPC
is, and to reveal

the alien technology in
the heart of every unit.

-Alien?
What are you talking about?

PIKE: I can't believe
you're not aware of it.

-Unaware of what?

-Don't listen to him.

He's mad.

-I think your friend knows a bit
more than what he's letting on,

Inspector.

Why don't you ask him about
it, while your department

reaps what it sows?

-Just how soon can we expect
this great retaliation

of yours?

-As soon as you give
the order, Inspector.

-Now who's bluffing?

-All units advance.

And remember your orders.

The safety of hostages
is priority number one.

Repeat, all units advance.

-Crush all resistance.
-What?

CCPC: Subjugate all humans.

-Tick, tick, boom.

-Crush all resistance.

-Useless.

The command overrides
are not working.

-It wasn't meant to
go like this, not yet.

-Not yet?

What did you do to them, Thorne?

What did you put in CCPC?

-Shriver!

Get us out of here!

-I'm trying, sir.

-This conversation
isn't finished.

-Look at them, uncontrollable
alien infested cyber menaces.

Uncontrollable, except
to us, of course.

-[moaning]

-I can't believe mom
was behind the police

force becoming rebels.

-There's a lot we don't
know about our parents.

-Yeah, well, at least
you've got parents.

-Well, one in my case.

DARIUS: Yeah, me too.

But I don't count
the guy out there.

-It's better than nothing
from where I"m I'm sitting.

-I love mom.

Sometimes I wish I could
change her, make her different.

-Yeah, I'd make dad say
at home, for a start.

-Subjugate all humans.

Crush all resistance--
[gibberish]

reloading directive.

Crush all resistance.

-From my observation of
you charming monkeys,

many parents want to change
their children, and vice versa.

And yet everybody
stays the same.

-Yeah, that's because
they don't listen to us.

-Isn't that what
they say about you?

[thuds]

-Subjugate all humans.

Crush all resistance.

-Repair complete.

Weapons system online.

-Nice work, K9.

-You've been eating your
robo-wheaties have you?

-You totaled it.

-I synthesized the
energy signature

of the customized weapons.

-Let's put it to good use, then.

-Now?
-Now!

JORJIE: Professor!

K9: Sargeant Pike, you are no
longer in charge of the CCPC.

No one is.

DARIUS: Watch out.

-You, cyber, why aren't
you with the others?

Where's Halloran?

-Look out, Pike.

They've gone haywire.

-Stay back.

-What have you done?

-What went wrong?

Why did they go berserk?

-Correction.

Not berserk, quite the opposite.

The unstable virus has mutated
randomly to its own advantage.

-So this is your
great work, is it?

This is what it's all about,
you leaving mom and me?

Looks like the Last
Precinct will go down

in history as a joke after all.
-Wait.

There might be a solution.

You created an unstable virus
from corrupted alien material,

right?
-Essentially, yes.

-And the infected
CCPCs have developed

some sort of immune system.

So what if--

-What if we injected a pure
form of the alien biomech

into the CCPC?

-To immunize them.
PROFESSOR GRYFFEN: Exactly.

K9: Great minds think alike.

Mine's more
efficient, of course.

-Untie him.
We need his help.

Dad!

-All right.

-I suppose immunization
would work.

I don't know where we'd
get that kind of material.

Every CCPC in the vicinity
has been infected.

Unless-- K9,
surgical photon beam.

Cut to the core.

--[inaudible] experiments,
what about your family.

-Darius, if I
don't do this, I'll

soon be losing another family.

K9, go.

-Whatever you're thinking,
Gryffen, do it fast.

-They're coming up.

-K9, you're our only hope.

Only another cybernetic
organism can generate

the pure energy needed
for the immunization.

STARKEY: Prof, quick.
DARIUS: Come on, Prof.

Hurry it up.
STARKEY: Hurry.

-Crush all resistance.

Subjugate all--
-I'm not going to lie to you.

This won't tickle.

DARIUS: We're out of time.

CCPC: Crush all resistance.

Subjugate all--

-Not on my watch, tin heads.

Subjugate this.

Now, that was good.

[relieved laughter]

THORNE: Look.
-K9.

K9: Mission accomplished.

We now return you to
your regular programming.

-Jorjie, is she--

-Jorjie is safe, Inspector.

-Thank you're, K9.

-To be 100% effective,
anti-virus patch

must be relaid as a coded energy
pulse through CCPC com central.

THORNE: No.

Why should we trust a cyber?

-Thorne, right now the only
person I'm not trusting is you.

Whatever you've
done to the CCPC,

we need to have a long debrief.

Let's go, K9.

K9: I'm with you, Inspector.

-Aren't you going
to say something?

After all, he is your father.

-I'm glad I found you again.

Sorry it had to be this way.

-Um, so am I. I'm glad you did.

-I'm proud of you.

And I miss you and your mom.

Better get out of here,
face the music, eh?

DARIUS: K9, can you reverse what
you've just done to the CCPC?

-You mean, turn them
back to out of control?

Why would I want to do that?

I reckon it could be
good leverage is all.

I want to make sure dad
gets a proper trial,

and a fair sentence.

-I'm sure the
department will play

ball when it's put like that.

K9: Affirmative.

-Tell me, traitor, how does
it feel to be carried out

of the station by
the CCPC again?

-Inspector Thorne, please
treat Sergeant [inaudible]

with the respect he deserves.

Or there will be consequences.
JUNE: Inspector.

-Parents, huh?

-Can't live with them.

-Can't live without them.

-Useful for pocket money.

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