All language subtitles for Falling.Skies.S05E02.720p.BluRay.DD5.1.x264-NTb_[English] (SUBRIP)

Quick! Move! Get them up here!

Combat operation!
Secure perimeter!

Squad leaders, exercise initiative!

Watch your flanks! Watch your six!

Those Skitters are in no formation
whatsoever.

- They're like a wild horde.
- Where are they coming from?

Some of them are attacking each other.

Yes, a distinctly rabid nature.

Without overlord control,
they appear to be scavenging for food.

Bottom line, they're coming right for us.

I see them! They're up that way!

Wait for range!

Fire!

Stand fast! Keep firing!

Keep them off the wall!

Get back! Get back!

You want some more? I'll give you more!

- Anthony!
- Okay!

- Hey!
- You like that?

- What did I tell you?
- "Hold your position."

Hold your position! Keep your head!
Know your assignment!

The damn cockroaches, Tom, they tore
her apart right in front of me, man.

I know. I know. But focus that. Use that.

Use Deni to help us all.

Don't worry. We'll get payback. Trust me.

Breach! Breach! Got a breach!

They're heading for the food!

Keep them away from there!

All of our food was in there.

That was everything.

- Where're these Skitters coming from?
- I don't know,

but they are blocking up every exit
with no letup.

Three attacks in the last hour.

Without a technological advantage,

this is the Espheni's idea
of a counterpunch.

Yeah, I'd say
at the moment, it's working.

I contacted the Volm
orbiting team as you requested.

And in return, they transmitted
a scattered communication relay.

- What did they say?
- Human militias have encountered

significant overlord opposition
at Victoria Barracks.

- Where's that?
- Sydney, Australia.

So much for our overlord
at the high school being a lone rogue.

What about overlords in the U.S.?

Skitter armies are advancing
along the Mississippi River delta,

threatening a five-militia stronghold.

Okay, so everybody's running
into the same buzz saw.

Maybe so, maybe so,
but there was a long time

where I didn't think we'd hear
any news about any other militias.

We need to get in touch with them.
Our leaders need to be in contact.

We need to be sharing information,
sharing strategy.

The Volm galleons in Earth's orbit
are making every effort to communicate

with each militia we find,
but even our technology is limited.

I know. Just tell the general
to redouble his efforts.

We're not doing anybody any good sitting
in the middle of this Espheni beehive.

You're right, but reclaiming
territory is a pipe dream

if we can't weather this storm.

Exactly.

Matt, hey.

What are you doing? Put that down.
We have to study it.

Okay, if our food stores are down,
what are we looking at?

Lost two months' worth of supplies.

Even severely rationed,
we're not gonna last very long.

We need to get new supplies,
immediately or sooner.

Let's go check
on our transportation situation.

- Cochise.
- After you.

- This one won't go?
- Not unless you push it.

This one's guaranteed to break down
15 feet outside the gate.

What happened to that minivan
that Hal brought back last month?

- Where the hell is that?
- We took it outside a mile

a couple of days ago.
It was pancaked by a downed beamer.

Crosby was in it. Yeah.

Everybody's chasing
the same moving target as you, Tom.

I know that.

It's just that, uh,
we're a little flat-footed

and we don't even have
a riding lawn mower.

- How the hell did that happen?
- Hey, I don't know.

You think maybe somebody dropped the ball
while you were gone?

- Maybe it was me.
- No, I'm not saying that.

What are you saying?

The reason it happened
is because the one truck

that stands a fighting chance
is missing a part,

a part that doesn't grow on a tree.

- One truck, one part, one tree.
- In the meantime,

- we've got everybody out looking!
- I'm talking about

we finally had a little bit
of momentum going.

How do we get back on the war path
if there isn't one?

Well, nobody wants to take it to 'em
more than me. But in the meantime,

my job is to make sure
that we have the soldiers

to march that war path when it comes,
and it will.

I'm no entomologist,
but I've never seen anything like this.

It has no antennas,
and its exoskeleton doesn't contain

the typical markers of a wasp.

I mean, it could be an exotic strain,
but it looks mutated.

I got a bad feeling.

Like the Espheni are trying
to replace their military hardware.

Like it's part of some organic weapon?
Great.

You're still bleeding.

Wow. He got you good.

You look like you got bitten by a piranha.
How do you feel?

- I feel fine.
- Yeah, you feel fine.

We have to keep an eye on this.
You have to let me know if you're...

I think there's more of these.
We gotta get out in front of this.

We did not come this far to get eaten
by some kind of mutant alien bugs.

We should put this under a microscope
and find out what we're up against.

We don't have a compound microscope.
We lost it in the blast with Kadar.

Practice is important.

Have you seen
Hal's running shoes?

He's gonna be late for track.

And make sure he eats something
before practice.

It's important.

Did you hear me, Tom?

People need to eat.

What do you mean?

What I mean is, I can't get a closer look.

I don't even have a good magnifying glass.

I mean,
I can't get a good look at anything.

Dad.

What?

What is it? What's wrong? What?

What?

When's the last time you got some sleep?

Dad.

We're all running on fumes.

- Yeah.
- But we're doing this in shifts.

Next time you get a chance
to take break, take it.

All right.

Espheni hardware
is nothing like our own.

Isn't metal, isn't rubber, isn't skin.

Each material has a consistency
we've never seen before.

Attach the battery.

So, before I can assign
any of these alien parts to human need,

we must understand

each individual behavior.

It's a magnetic reaction.

Espheni technology shaking hands
with human technology.

How goes the Manhattan Project?

More like the Bronx Project at the moment.

These attacks are averaging
every 15 minutes.

We could really use something
to even the score.

I know,
but without the luxury of time,

this will be hit-and-miss...

Just do what you can. Keep at it.

Even a little good news
would go a long way.

All right. You got it, Dad.

Hey. Don't touch that.

We have to study it.

I'm so hungry, I could eat the thing.

I'm Evelyn. We could split it.

Look, we brought that in here
because it's important, okay,

just like everything else you see.

Okay, this isn't a candy store.

I just promised someone
I'd get these blankets.

That's all.

New girl.

She's from Statesboro.

I found her roaming alone
before the Skitter raids began.

Well, you see what she was doing?

Definitely can't trust her.

Hey.

I say we order in.

Pizza with mushrooms and Skitters.

What do you think they taste like?

- Skitters?
- Yeah.

Seriously.

If they're even remotely edible,
we could feed the whole camp.

Yeah, but those have been there
for a while.

Freshness matters? It's an alien.

If it makes you feel better,
we'll feed it to a cat first,

make sure it's safe.

Need a reload over here!

Don't let them in!

Okay, keep it moving.
Just the children.

Hey, Matt.

How did you know my name?

There he is! Get him!

Ain't that many of us.

I'll save you some.

I'm sorry, honey.

Are you... Are you okay?

Matt, get her inside.

- Okay. Let's go.
- Come on, honey.

- What you got, Ben?
- In the rubble there.

I was afraid to even touch it.

Oh!

Look at that. Pineapple.

Well, I can't believe you
didn't take this for yourself.

I didn't want anyone to see me
with them, you know?

The way people are right now,
it would start a riot.

That's a smart move, Ben.

Yeah. That's real smart.

Holy...

So, how long you think?

I don't know.

We may have to turn it
into jerky to have a shot.

That sizzles just like deer.

- Whoa!
- Whoa, Russell, hang on a second.

Gonna wait till we give it
to a cat or something first.

I ain't waiting.

- Russell?
- Russell?

Oh!

Oh, you old kidder, you.

Give me some of that Skitter.

So, what's it taste like? What's it like?

You say chicken,
I'll put my foot up your butt.

What's it like?

Don't do this again. Come...

Russell.

- Whoa! What the...
- Russell?

Holy...

Oh, my God.

Wild guess.
You're pinning this thing on me?

What do I got to do,
eat Skitter in front of the 2nd Mass?

It's nobody's fault.

Can't even get outside of our own camp
to hunt for food.

Everybody's getting desperate.

I'm gonna sit down for a minute.

- Get you to a bunk?
- No, I'm fine.

Whoa! Pineapple.

How can you not be licking that can dry
right now?

That's a pot of gold.
Where did you get it?

Oh, I didn't get it. Ben got it.

And we're gonna ration it off
to the people who are worse off.

The people who are desperate and starving.
This could be the answer.

Take a look at this print right here,
what it says.

Right there.

"Telfor Industries. Guyton, Georgia."

- Local. One county north.
- One county north?

Have you forgotten how impossible it is
to even dangle a foot over these walls?

Not over. Under.

This is us along here.
Right here, storm drain outlet.

We have to climb through there?

It's not exactly close.
We'd be walking right into the Skitters.

Too far for the 2nd Mass to get through,
but a few of us, maybe, to get supplies.

Whoever breaks for it is gonna need
some major downfield blocking.

Yeah, we'll have to lay down
a whole barrage of cover fire

just to have a chance.

What other option do we have?

Colonel is right.
The storm drain leads north,

it goes under the Skitters,
it comes right out of Savannah.

All the way to Effingham county.
First stop, Guyton.

Right smack where
the food-distribution center is.

Assuming it hasn't been cleaned out
already.

- Count me in.
- What?

Are you sure?

What else do I have to do to prove myself
around here? Bail you out again?

It's a good point. Fine.

I'm in, damn it.

- Great.
- Yeah?

Good call, Dan. Okay,
we're not gonna let a little food shortage

make the difference between
winning and losing this war.

They might need some spikes
to keep them out of trouble.

- Ben and I will go, too.
- Yeah.

Great. Okay, get your gear.

Next window, you guys move out.

- What?
- Nothing.

How fast can you run 200 yards?

- Be my best time ever.
- All clear!

All right, open the gate! Open the gate!

- Go now!
- Now! Now! Go! Go! Go! Go!

Come on! Come on! Come on!

Go! Go! Go!

Go, Sara!

- Cover fire!
- Fire!

I've run out!

Got it!

Move! Get inside! Get inside!

Okay, come on! Come on! Let's go!

Come on, guys! It's open! Now! Now! Now!

Shut it, Maggie!

- Come on!
- Come on, Sara!

- Seal that off!
- I know. I know. All right.

- All right.
- Come on, Sara!

Almost there. Almost.

Let's go! Let's go! Let's go!
Come on! Let's move!

- Let's go!
- Come on!

They're in.
They kept all the Skitters out.

On a wing and a prayer.

Let's hope they can find
what we're looking for.

- You okay?
- I'm good.

All right, take a little break

and then get back on the line
as soon as you can.

- You know it.
- Come on!

Hold him down! Hold him down!

I got something for you! Oh, yeah!

- Come on! One more time!
- Give it the beats. Give it to me!

Hold him! Hold him down!

- Hit him!
- Come on! Do it again!

Huh? That's it?

What's that? What's that?

Oh, yeah!

- Yeah!
- Get it!

You killed it!

Anthony.

We have defenses that need repair,

wounded that need tending.

Guns to clean and load.

We are still on high alert, gentlemen,

and we most certainly
do not have time for this.

You know,
it's been so very selfless of you,

Sara, to volunteer for this detail.
I can't thank you enough.

Yeah, you wanted to be with me.
That's why you're here, isn't it?

You know me better than that.

The objectives set forth
by the 2nd Massachusetts

are first and foremost in my heart.

I'm gonna end up walking like this
permanently if we ever get out of here.

Can't come back this way
if we find anything.

They're hunting us. Let's get out of here.

What was that back there?

We tolerate wasting time
with that kind of nonsense now?

There's no code with this enemy.

I've instructed these men
to embrace their rage.

They're gonna need an outlet for that.
I let them have it.

Where's this coming from?

You know damn well
conduct compromised by emotion

- puts us at a tactical disadvantage.
- I know that in my...

I know in my gut we're not gonna make it
across the finish line

if we keep walking this tightrope.

We have to tap into our most primal,
combative selves until this is over.

I get it. But it's an all-or-nothing game
you're playing.

Just remember, you only got one self.
You know what I'm saying?

Time to flip the switch,

because I guarantee you
the next generation,

and the one after that,
will be grateful that we did.

- Evelyn?
- She isn't getting any better, is she?

This syrup should bring up
her sugar levels a bit. There you go.

But your friend's not doing so great.

Well, I mean, we're not friends,
not really.

Okay.

You know what?

I am never gonna get a good look
at that bug in the jar

unless I have something to magnify it.

Do you think you could
throw something together for me?

Yeah, I'll see what I can do.

Hey.

You gonna be all right?

I don't know. I don't even know
which end is up right now.

Yeah. Me neither.

What did you see with Rebecca?
What was it?

I saw starvation.

Somebody was trying to warn me,
but it was too late this time.

What is all this?

Some message from someone who saved you?

I wonder if we'll ever try
having another child.

Not until the world's
in a much better place.

Well, let's just pray
we get there in one piece.

- That's it.
- Then I suggest we tiptoe.

Let's do it.

- Nice rig.
- Let's go.

Whoa. Ghost town.

Yeah, let's just hope the ghosts
didn't eat all the food.

Diapers, anyone?

Skitter drops from
one of these rafters, I just might.

Please tell me there's food in here.

Damn it. Nothing!

Guys, there's food in here!

- What is it?
- I think it's some dried fruit.

- Merry Christmas.
- Thank you.

What do you got?

Did you find a case a beer
and a box of pretzels?

Whoo-hoo!

- Oh, my eyes have seen the glory.
- Ding Dongs!

They are so good.

Oh, boy, the highlight
of a very complicated childhood.

I'll say, those damn aliens ain't gonna
take these from my cold, dead hands.

Maggie, Ding Dongs! Ding Dongs!

Whoo-hoo!

Hey. I broke into a lockbox.

Found the keys to our truck out back.

- Does it start?
- Purrs like a kitten.

- Nice.
- That's a relief.

Should be big enough for us

to be able to steamroll
our way back into camp.

Pope and I will start loading it up.

- You guys keep working here.
- This one's good to go.

Wait! Wait, wait, wait, wait.
There you go.

Three. Two. One.

Why won't you fly, damn you?

You, uh, doing okay over there?

This drone could help us escape,

but I'm trying not to think about
how hungry I am right now.

Yeah, me, too.

- Check on Evelyn?
- Yeah.

Doesn't look too good.

That's why it's pointless
to know new people around here.

I mean, they're either lying or dying.
Or both.

You know,
I was maybe a year older than you.

Port Elizabeth.

I took tourists fishing on Sardinia Bay.

Hated it.

Wanted to be a surfing instructor
like my friends.

I was 50 kilometers from shore every day,

but I was always looking back
at the beach.

One trip, this girl visiting from
Great Britain was on the boat.

A few years older than me.
No idea what she was doing.

Couldn't even cast her own line,
but she hooked a baby mako.

A shark?

I helped her pull back on the rod
while she reeled in the line.

Back and forth while people watched.

She couldn't stop laughing.

Did you catch it?

Uh, no. The line snapped.

What about her?

I never saw her again.

- That's it? That's your story?
- Yeah.

But I've had a wife, family.

Lived a hard life.

But sometimes,

I still wonder what that girl
from Great Britain

might have been like if I'd just told her,

"I love your laugh."

So, what are the prognosticators saying
about the old Maggie roulette wheel, huh?

'Round and 'round she goes.
Where she stops, nobody knows.

I don't want to have this conversation.

Come on, Benjamin.

You and I,
we got nothing else to talk about.

Besides, I know exactly what you're doing.

This ain't about Maggie at all.
No, no, no.

It's about
your older brother's girlfriend.

The ultimate conquest for a young,
red-blooded hybrid

just looking to sow his oats?

So, looks like you got Ben and Hal

both angling for you these days?

Is it that obvious?

Ah! I got a good eye for love triangles.

If you're anything like me,
you're totally torn, right?

It's complicated, but, yeah.

I'll tell you,
the Masons just love to share.

But there are other fish in the sea,
you know.

Okay! Back to our regularly
scheduled programming.

Yeah, I get it.

I've been there. It's awkward.

But your gut will tell you what to do.

Or you could always go for a three-way.

You realize they're brothers, right?

Your back's lit up like a Christmas tree.

No, Pope! No! No!

Whoa!

Guns on the floor! Both of you!

Side arms, too, just like the ladies.

- Easy!
- Okay, okay.

All right.

We don't have time to debate this.

We have people back at our camp
in desperate need of food.

Look, many of them are children.
They're kids.

No. I won't let you out. Can't trust you.

Look, there's plenty of food

in this warehouse.
There's enough for all of us.

Food in here has kept us alive
for three months.

It's gonna need to keep us alive
for a lot more.

Us?

All right, I'll bite.

What's behind door number one, kid?

He doesn't like it closed too long.

He doesn't?

You got to let us out.

It's my brother.

Brian.

What the hell have you locked us
in here with?

It sounds like a skitterized human!
It's what they did to Jeanne.

Your brother must be pretty strong
to have made it all the way back to you.

He's always been a fighter.

They used him on a raid in Evans.

But he broke from it, and he found me.

He still lashes out sometimes.

But then I see him cry over it

and I know the real Brian
is still in there somewhere.

I'm Maggie.

- Caitlin.
- Ben and I can relate. See our spikes?

- Oh, my God.
- Guess that makes us the lucky ones.

- But can you fix Brian?
- Yes, we can.

We have a machine back at our camp

that can reverse the process
that changed Brian.

It saved Ben and I.

- What is she saying?
- Shh!

Come with us. We can help Brian.

Help Brian.

By the field. Take over.

On the bright side, we'll starve to death
before we run out of ammo.

You and I have been at odds, I know that.

Maybe you think I was out of line,
what I did with the men.

No, I don't think you were out of line.

Incoming!

Take them out!

We need a reload supply right now!

Does anybody hear that?

Do you hear that?
It's coming from over here!

Look out! Look out! Coming through!

They're out there! It's them!

Cover!

All right! Let's clear a path!

Mason! Clear the path!

Dad, help! Help!

Three.

- Two.
- Go!

One.

Come on! Come on!

- Open the gate!
- It's blocked on the other side!

Cover!

- Cover fire!
- Go! Go!

Open the gate!

Close! Close it!

- Let's go! Let's go!
- Come on, Hal. Get in here.

Ta-da!

We did not come back empty-handed!

Yeah! Nor alone!

Welcome to the 2nd Mass.

You guys did great.
Let's unload some box...

- Whoa, wait! Whoa! Whoa!
- What's in there?

That would be a skitterized human.

- It's under control.
- Yeah, sure it is.

Maggie didn't feel quite right
breaking a promise.

I gave her our word.

Yeah, now, you gave your word
based on a lie.

- Over here!
- Hal!

Hal? Hal? He's unconscious!

Dad.

- We need a stabilizer.
- Clear a path!

- Clear a path!
- Stay back.

Come on. Let's get him inside.

- Come on! Clear a path!
- Move aside.

Yeah, yeah, sure.

Come on. Let's go.

- That was a bad idea.
- Yeah. Nice try, soldier.

They're still forcing food into you.

How long have I been completely useless
like this?

Long enough for the whole camp
to check in on you.

Your dad currently holds the record.

Mmm-hmm.

I was scared for you, too.
You were starved, almost gone.

It's great to see your face.

- What? You didn't think I'd make it?
- I'm not talking about the food run.

I mean this, right here. You next to me.

Well, I couldn't leave you because

I had to bring you these.

No way.

I remember you telling me
how much you missed them,

so I hope they hold up.

I never thought I'd see
another one of these.

That was like music.

Stand guard.

It's okay. I'm here.
It's gonna be okay.

Just try to relax.

It's gonna be okay. It'll be over soon.

You know that we can't help him.

The only way we could get back
with the food was to tell her we could.

- I get it.
- I'm here. It's me.

All right, it's gonna be over soon.

- And these people are gonna help us.
- And we're all grateful, Ben.

But somebody's gonna have to tell
that girl.

I will.

- I'll go with you.
- No.

- You weren't there.
- It will be okay.

I'll do it alone.

I'm sorry.

- Hey.
- Don't look. Don't look.

- Come on. Can I look now? Okay, okay.
- All right, yeah, you can look.

- That's a nice view.
- Yeah.

No Skitters, at least.

Who did you have to call
to make it so quiet?

Hey, don't jinx it.
I just sprayed the place.

Wow.

Here, have a...
Actually, any one you want.

Take this one. Take this one.

This is...

This is nice.

It's kind of like the old normal,

but it's even better.

There we go.

Not quite your birthday. Not yet, but...

Feels like my birthday.

This is incredible,

considering that our first
and last drink together

was when I drugged your beer.

Ah!

Yeah.

Thank you.

- Medicine?
- Mmm.

Vitamin supplements, antioxidants,
minerals.

You know, help with metabolic...

Wow!

I, uh, tried to make it look like
a real microscope,

but, uh, you probably don't need the stand
or the arm clamps.

But should help you get a good look
at the bug.

Dingaan helped.

I love it. Thank you.

- I'm gonna go check on her.
- Oh. Okay. Yeah.

- Hi.
- Hey.

They have awesome snacks in here.

You should try some.

I would, but they said you ate them all.

I love your laugh.

Thanks.

Still no Skitters.
They just stopped.

I can't make any sense out of it.

Well, you're all set up, aren't you?

- I know. Matt made this.
- Hmm.

Okay. From what I can see... Oh, my God.

It has Skitter legs,
but its arms are Espheni.

And it has black hornet wings on its back.

So, it is a mutation, like we thought,
only it's a different species.

Yeah, like some kind of DNA bouillabaisse.

It has human eyes.

Think the Espheni are using human DNA?

- Oh!
- What? What?

We got to find out where that came from.

Oh, my God. It wasn't dead.

- Cunning like a human.
- Where's it going?

We haven't seen a Skitter since yesterday.
Let's find out.

Hey, don't shut it! We're coming out!

Where is it? Do you see it?

What's that sound?

What is that?