All language subtitles for S02E24 - The Dorcons

'Moonbase Alpha Status Report. 2,409
days after leaving Earth's orbit.

'Dr Helena Russell recording.

'Scanners have detected a mysterious
object in our West Quadrant.

'Our sensors indicate an active
power source inside,

'but register no life forms.'

It's radiating some kind
of energy field.

How powerful?

It's too weak to have
any offensive potential.

Radiation factor insignificant.

- It's highly sensitive to matter.
- Let's have a look at it.

It could be some kind
of robot survey device.

Commander, something's triggered
an energy build-up inside it.

Red alert! Defence
teams into position!

- Raise defence shields!
- Medical units - stand by.

Surface Eagles
to underground hangars.

'All other personnel
into protective areas, and stand by.'

It's through the shields!

Helena!

The pain - it's tearing out my mind!

HELP ME!

Maya!

Let me see that.

- What's the matter with her?
- I can't tell.

- Alibe, contact that thing.
- Yes, sir.

What happened to her?

I'm not sure.
Some kind of shock effect.

..this is Moonbase Alpha.
Come in. Can you read me?

Come in, please.

Welcome back.

- Are you all right?
- Yes, I think so.

- Easy now. Here we go.
- That's it.

- What was that?
- A mind probe.

- A mind probe?
- Yeah, it probed all of us.

All of us?

When it found me
it changed intensity.

- It almost tore my brain apart.
- Here, come on.

Helena, why did it single her out?

Her physiology IS different.
It could be that.

Yeah.

- Alibe! Can't you raise that thing?
- I'm trying, Commander.

Tony, Maya, I want a sensor reading
on that thing.

Do you read me?
Come in, please.

- That probe could have killed her.
- Yeah. No sign of brain damage?

None that registers.

No response. That probe
has burned out the data bank.

- Anything, Maya?
- No more than before.

A highly sensitive force field
with no sign of life.

Why don't we just blast it
out of space?

- Maybe. Yeah, maybe. Alibe?
- Still no response, Commander.

It's converted to raw matter.

Also solidifying and expanding fast.

It's a spaceship!

- Dorcons! Dorcons!
- Maya, what is it?

- What is it?
- It's a Dorcon spaceship.

Take it easy!

It's after me!

Alan, scan that ship.
Find out what you can.

Check.

That light... It was a Dorcon probe.

- Take it easy!
- You don't understand!

None of you! It's a Dorcon spaceship.

Easy, Maya, easy. What are Dorcons?

Enemies...

- Enemies Psychons fear most of all.
- Maya, you're with us.

- There's nothing to fear.
- You can't help me!

Not against them.

John, that ship's got a meson
converter on board.

- Meson converter?
- What is that?

It's a means of transforming matter
into energy

and reshaping it
in whatever form they like.

And shift it through space
almost simultaneously.

- So they can transport matter?
- You saw how the spaceship arrived.

Commander, those are Dorcons...
the most powerful race in the galaxy.

I think I'm getting through.

A signal from the alien base, Archon.

Ignore it, Uncle.

- Give the order to invade.
- And if they resist?

They resist?

They die.

And the Psychon, Malic?

It is consul Varda's duty
to take her alive.

But it would please you more
to see her dead?

- No, Uncle.
- I know what is in your mind, Malic.

Your advice is rejected.

The scanner report on these Alphans
show they are an intelligent race.

Consul Varda,
arrange it how you must.

But I want that Psychon.

- I shall contact them immediately.
- And we shall observe.

For centuries they've pursued
my people, hunting us like animals.

Why, Maya?

The Dorcons control all the forces
of nature except one...death.

They know that through us
they can achieve immortality.

Commander, promise me
you won't let them take me alive.

Commander,
I'm getting a signal.

'Greetings, Commander. I am
Consul Varda of the planet Dorca.

'We've journeyed far
to meet your people.'

Yes. And attacked one of my crew.

'We regret the necessity
of our action.

'We needed confirmation.'

A question would have been
simple and harmless.

You are right. Forgive us.

'I'll withhold forgiveness
until I'm sure of your intentions.'

Our intentions are peaceful.
I represent the Imperial Archon,

supreme leader
of the Federated Worlds of Dorcon.

All right. Now we know who you are.
What do you want?

'Your cooperation.'

We're always ready to cooperate...
for the common good.

'But your actions so far
make me doubt your intentions.'

You have a Psychon among your people.

Yes, we have.

'Arrange to transport her up
to our ship immediately.'

Negative.

- Invade, Uncle. We waste time.
- There is no need.

Commander, the Psychon will tell you
how futile it is to resist us.

Resistance IS futile.

Maya, we are not going to
let them take you.

Varda, thank you for demonstrating
your...PEACEFUL intentions.

Do as I ask,
or I will demonstrate my power.

- Tony, lasers!
- Yes, sir. Arm surface lasers.

'Resistance is futile.
Surrender the Psychon.'

- Prepare to launch combat Eagles.
- All Eagle crews to combat stations.

'Commander, you are bringing death
to your people.'

They'll kill everyone!
You can't stop them!

Maya!

'Heed the Psychon, Koenig.'

- Tony! Secure the base!
- No! Let me go before it's too late.

- You're not going with them.
- Tony!

'I admire your readiness to die
for your principles, Commander.

'Are the rest of you
prepared to die, too?'

'Combat Eagle Group
ready for launch.'

Maintain full alert.
Seal every exit throughout the base.

- Security units.
- In position, Commander.

- Keep exits covered at all times.
- Yes, sir.

- Damage crews.
- Standing by.

- Medical has been evacuated.
- Good. Maya, any movement?

Not yet. Commander, sealed doors
won't stop the Dorcons.

Maya. Before, you said
something about immortality.

"The Psychons gave them immortality."
How?

- Our brain stems.
- What?

They want your brain stem?

They don't die as our races do.

Their brain stems
cease to function at a certain age.

They discovered that Psychon
brain stems last forever.

A surgical transfer to a Dorcon
brain...is all it takes?

Yes.

They want us
to give you up for that?

- It's obscene!
- Tony, I'm the last living Psychon.

They won't leave without me.

I don't want to hear.

She failed you, Uncle!

I assumed they were reasonable,
Malic.

We've lost the element of surprise.
We should have invaded!

Silence!

- Uncle, I wish to serve you.
- I know what you wish!

You wish my death. I know. I know.

But I won't die.

Will I, Consul?

You have earned your immortality,
Archon.

Then get me that Psychon!

Get her, Varda!

Get her.

- He's such a difficult man to serve.
- He is the Archon.

He's an old man, Varda.
And you want to make him immortal?

Yes, Malic.

It seems you are fated to remain heir
to the throne and nothing more.

And you approve?

Yes, Malic.

You are not fit to lead our people.

We shall see, Consul.

We shall see.

Action stations!

Select target!

John! Energy build up.

Target selected.

Fire!

Fire, target two.

Laser batteries knocked out.

Perimeter areas 4, 6 and 9 destroyed.

Launch Eagles!

'That craft is shielded,
we can't touch it.'

Get away from it, Alan!

'We've lost Eagle Four.'

Back off, Alan! Back off!

Get back! This way.

Here we go, let me see.

Commander! We've got to give in!

Commander, we can't take any more!

Commander, let them have Maya...

- Why should we all die for her?
- He's right, Commander.

- No, Maya.
- Give her to the Dorcons!

- Put that laser down, Stewart!
- Let them have her, Commander.

- I've got it!
- Helena!

Kill me.

- I can't, Maya.
- Maya!

If I'm dead, they'll leave.
Use the laser, Helena, please.

Helena!

Do you want to see me
like a living husk?

Do you?

I will be if they take me alive!

Kill me!

Please!

Helena!

- Alibe, contact them.
- Yes, sir.

Varda! Call off the attack!

'You know our terms, Commander.'

Here she is, Varda!
The last living Psychon.

Call off the attack or she dies!

'And you lose!'

Cease bombardment.

OK.

We've stalled them for now.

Activate the meson converter.

Pinpoint the area
where they hold the Psychon.

- Located.
- Lock in the converter.

Locked.

Alert Group One for immediate action.

Eight perimeter stations gone.

One ship, one pilot lost.
Thompson, Eagle Four.

That's two dead, eleven injured,
two missing.

People injured...killed...

It's all my fault.

No, Maya.
The Dorcons are to blame, not you.

They won't go away. It's a waste.

- They won't go away.
- I know.

John!

Maya, transform!

No!

Commander, tell your people
that you have capitulated

and that we are not here
to harm them.

Please.

This is Commander John Koenig.

'Alpha has been invaded
by superior military force.

'We have no choice but surrender.'

You'll be safe,
providing you stay at your posts.

'Remain calm.'

Await further instructions.

Thank you.
The Psychon...where is she?

We have the means to find her.
Painful means.

So, please, if you wish to spare her.

Spare us your concern, Consul!

As you wish.

Stop it!

You've found her.
Just stop the beam!

I'm sorry it had to happen this way.
But I did warn you.

- You have what you want.
- Yes, Commander.

And your people have suffered enough.

We shall leave you in peace.

- Varda.
- Goodbye, Commander.

Switch off the transporter beam.

Koenig!

- Commander!
- Psychon!

- You cannot escape, Psychon.
- Consul Varda!

- The Psychon?
- Yes, Archon.

Speak, child. What are you called?

Maya. Daughter of Mentor.

Well, Maya, daughter of Mentor,

your struggles are over.

Prepare her for transfer surgery.

The alien Commander.

Kill him!

- I gave my word he would live.
- Then send him back.

Immediately!
I will be rid of these creatures.

I shall, Archon, the moment
the converter has recharged.

Yes, yes.

And Consul Varda...

Congratulations.

Secure him.

- So you got the Psychon?
- Yes, Malic.

Wait!

You will carry out
the brain stem transfer?

No, Malic. We went to that trouble
for no reason

He's an old man, Varda. Let him die.

So you can be the Archon
in his place?

I am his HEIR. It is my right.

He gives us peace and stability.
What do you offer, Malic?

To you, Varda, whatever you ask...

IF you let him die.

And bring war and misery
and disaster upon our people?

No, Malic.
The Archon may not be perfect,

but unlike you, the interests
of our people are his chief concern.

You will regret this, Consul.

Deny Excellency Malic access
to the Archon until further notice.

'Yes, Consul.'

A brief moment of pain
and it will be over.

- Are you sure she can't transform?
- Not while the beam is active.

- Inform me when you are ready.
- Yes, Consul.

Consul.

Release him.

- Where is she?
- Forget the Psychon, Commander.

- What have you done to her?
- Transfer requires preparation.

- Then she's still alive?
- Yes.

If it's any comfort,
she won't suffer.

No, she'd need a mind for that,
and she won't have one, right?

- I understand your bitterness.
- Sure you do!

The security
of an empire is at stake.

One that controls thousands
of inhabited worlds.

What is the life
of one Psychon compared to that?

Are you justifying your actions
to me or yourself?

Meson beam
ready to transport, Consul.

Stand by.

It's time to go back
to your own people, Commander.

- I'm sorry, Excellency.
- You refuse ME entry to the Archon?

Consul Varda's orders, Excellency.

Meson converter...a machine
that transmits matter.

I'm impressed, Consul.

Anti-matter coils recharged.
60 seconds to full power.

- Anti-matter?
- Its energy source, Commander.

Nature's own demon, caged. Unleashed
it could tear space itself apart.

Ready for transfer surgery, Consul.

Excellent.

As soon as the beam is functional,
send him back.

If he resists, kill him.

Goodbye, Commander.

Ready to transport.

Kill him, Excellency!

I am Malic, Commander.

It seems you must die.

And we've yet to become acquainted.

Sad, isn't it?

You're free, alien.

You want the Psychon, don't you?

You're being too kind...Malic.

Why?

And you know
what they'll do to her there.

Go...before it's too late.

Go! Before I change my mind.

The alien has escaped.
Alert the ship.

Archon.

It is time.

Varda.

I dream an old man's dream of death

and find you here
to arrange my immortality.

'Archon, the alien Commander
has escaped.'

I shall deal with this, Archon.

No, I want you here.
Have your men find him.

The alien is to be killed on sight.
Is that clear?

'Yes, Consul.'

To reduce such a beautiful creature
to a living husk...

- Not a pleasant thought, Consul?
- We have no choice, Archon.

You must go on living.
Our continuing security demands it.

True. In a sense,
we are both victims.

The Psychon condemned
to living death and I...

to life eternal.

Well, let us proceed.

Whatever would you do
without me, alien?

Which way is the trap door, Malic?

Ah, you do not trust me.

Of course I do.

I do like an honest answer.

You'd better go! The surgical area
is at the end of the corridor.

They'll be removing
her brain stem about now.

The alien has gone berserk, Consul.
He is armed and dangerous.

- My men have orders to kill him.
- They have failed.

He is looking for you.

Find him, Consul Varda.
Keep him from this area.

My medical officer will do
what is necessary here.

I am ready.

'We've searched the forward
sector. There's no sign of him.'

- Regroup at Sector D.
- 'Yes, Consul.'

- Has the transfer taken place?
- In a moment it will be complete.

Thank you.

Malic?

It is I, Uncle.

Is it over?

All over, Uncle...for you!

But for me...the beginning!

What are you doing?

- Where's Consul Varda?
- I had to arrange her absence.

- Malic! Stop it!
- It's your own fault, Uncle.

You wouldn't trust me, would you?

Tried to cheat me
out of what was mine by right.

Stop! I beg you, stop!
Malic, release me!

Too late, Uncle. You'll never know
what a good Archon I'll make.

Of course, I shall keep the Psychon
for myself.

Well...immortality is wasted
on the old, isn't it?

Malic!

Sleep, Uncle. Sleep.

Sleep.

Maya!

- Maya, all right?
- Yeah.

Can you make the transporter beam?

- Yeah, I'm fine.
- Let's go.

Dorcons, attention! Attention!

'The Archon is dead.
Killed by the alien.

'As heir to the throne,
I, Malic, now assume command.'

Not so crazy after all.

'Dorcon soldiers,
as Archon I order you to find

'this alien murderer
and kill him on sight.

'But the Psychon
must be taken alive.'

Those about to live...salute you!

Archon.

Archon!

Take his weapon!

- Do you know what you've done?
- Prevented a crime.

You are a destructive man, Koenig.
You must die.

As will she and all on your base
for the crime you've committed.

- You said you'd spare my base.
- A Dorcon's word.

- You killed the Archon.
- I did not!

Consul...

You may kill him...

but the Psychon lives.

My late uncle had
a most excellent plan for her.

- Varda, Malic killed him.
- Finish him! I command it.

I saw him do it.
He used ME as a decoy.

Malic!

Soldiers, arrest Consul Varda!

No! He killed your leader.

- Of course.
- Disarm her!

Murdering imbecile!
You are unfit to live!

The shield!

The anti-matter shield's gone!
Let's go!

- Helena!
- Maya!

Maya, are you all right?

Obey! Obey!

I am the Archon! I AM THE ARCHON!

She was quite a woman...after all.

Oh! Who was quite a woman,
after all?

Consul Varda.

- What shape are we in, Tony?
- Repairs are well in hand, John.

Compliments of the computer...

two genuine,
100 per cent imitation coffees.

Thanks, Alan.

You know, Maya, I was just
wondering something.

What?

Is there anything else in your
Psychon past we need to know about?

That's a highly improper question
to ask ANY lady, Tony.

I beg your pardon.

You'd better let us
take care of your hands.

My place or yours?

- How about Medical Center?
- Whatever you say, Doctor.