All language subtitles for Star_Trek_Prodigy_S02E04

[dramatic music]

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[thrilling music]

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- [blabbering]

- Murf, what are you doing
in here by yourself?

We're needed on the--
- Rok-Tahk

to the bridge.
- [gasps]

- [cooing]

- Commander, status report.

- The wormhole
is destabilizing, Admiral.

I've lost all contact.

Something's gone very wrong.

These tachyon readings suggest
the timeline was altered

in a pattern I've never seen,

but if history changed,

why are we still here?

- The temporal shielding
on their ship,

it's designed to resist time
paradoxes in the wormhole.

Perhaps it's preserving
our reality for now.

But that will only delay
the inevitable.

- [gasps]
- Either way,

we're in uncharted territory.

I've been trying to make
contact with The Infinity,

but there's
too much interference

to establish a connection.

- We're running out
of options here.

- We could try another probe,

but its shielding is too weak.
[beeping]

Unless we can find a way
to compensate.

- Ooh! We could boost
the signal

to stabilize
the gravitational effects.

It should last long enough

to carry a basic message,
at least.

- Well, someone's been reading
their manual.

Do it,
and have Rok assist you.

- Aye, Admiral.

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- The "Protostar" is gone.

The odds of finding our weapon
in that time anomaly

are 100 to 1.

- Then we send a hundred ships.

For now,
find the escaped prisoners.

- They started
the search party,

but I don't think any
of us feel like celebrating.

Jankom, we need
to get airborne pronto.

- [growls]

This ship ain't even close
to flying,

and complaining won't fix
the plasma injectors.

Jankom politely requests
a bit more time!

- Time is what got us
into this mess.

- Actually, it was
because of you

that we arrived here too early.

- With the "Protostar" lost,
the timeline's been altered.

Who knows
what else has changed?

- [sighs] I know, okay?

So let's fix this.

[rapid beeping]
- This is Admiral Janeway.

- It is a hail
from the Admiral.

- Dal to Voyager!

Can you hear us?
[rumbling]

We read you.
- Ah.

- They're alive!

- What's going on over there?

- Uh...

it's a long story, but--

- Due to their
reckless actions,

Captain Chakotay
and the "Protostar"

were lost in the wormhole.

- Janeway, we tried, but I--

- [exhales] We'll deal
with Chakotay later.

I'm concerned
your actions have had

more disturbing consequences
than you know.

Commander, tell them.

- We've lost contact
with Gwyn's diplomatic ship,

the "Sacagawea."

It was shortly after
your departure.

We fear this could be
the first sign

of a temporal paradox.

- No.

Gwyn, is she...

did we?

- Dal, repeat.
You're breaking up.

- Is Gwyn okay?

[glitches]

[sighs]

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[beeping]

- It appears the console
is malfunctioning.

- Hmm?

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- How interesting.

- [grunts] "Save Gwyn"?

Well, where'd that come from?

- Save her?

How can we do that
if she's 52 years in the past?

[beeping]
- Unclear,

but we are receiving
coordinates

that lead to somewhere
on this planet.

- "Is this message coming
from Voyager?"

- Oh.

- If this message wasn't sent
from Voyager,

who was it from?

- I don't care.

Jankom, fix the ship.

The rest of you, with me.

- [groans]

- If Gwyn needs help...

then we're going.

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- [groans]

- Gwyn.

- Who--who's there?

[gasps]

Ah!

- Stay present.

This isn't your time.

You need to be together.

- Father?
- Gwyndala.

You're alive.

- Solum, I failed you,
My Diviner.

[winces]

- I'm sorry.
I can't get you out of here,

but I--I won't leave you.
- [groans weakly]

[dark music]

[beeping]

- The beeping dot says
the coordinates

are just up ahead.

- This excursion is illogical.

This may be a trap.

The Vau N'Akat could be trying
to flush us out.

- Well, sometimes doing
the right thing

means taking risks.

I doubt you'd ever understand
that.

- No, you do not understand.

We are the closest thing
to Starfleet officers

on this mission, and we can be
nothing less than perfect.

- Oh, whatever.

If you're too scared,

you can go play Starfleet

and help Mr. Polite
fix the ship.

- While I maintain
this is all highly illogical,

it is even more illogical
to leave you alone.

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[beeping]
- Seems as if the coordinates

are leading us down there.

- I sense your hesitance.

It is never too late
to abandon a bad idea.

[rock clatters]
- Pfft, hesitant?

[laughs] Me?

- Still odd.

You laugh, but your mind
is reeling in abject terror.

- You really gotta stop doing
that.

- This plan is irrational.

How will we get to the bottom?

- Ah! Oh, ahh.

Ah, what are you doing?

- Deescalating the conflict.

Going down?
- Ah! Ahh!

Ah!
[whimpers]

Ah.

[laughs]

- Your coordinates led us
to a sinkhole.

- It should be right...
[beeping]

um...

- No.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

This can't be right.

Gwyn?

- This was a complete waste
of time.

- Shh. Wait.
[light whooshing]

- Oh, not this again.

[whooshing]

- Gwyn.

- [groans]

- This is impossible.

- [gasps]
- She should not be here.

- Ah.

[gasps]

- Uh, Gwyn?

Can you hear us?

- [grunts]

- What's wrong with her?

- Dal.

Zero?

- Gwyndala,
who are you talking to?

[mysterious music]

- Gwyn.

She's in pain.

I can feel it.

- I don't understand.

Her quantum signature
is displaced,

like she's untethered
from reality,

fluctuating across time itself.

- She is here
in the same chamber,

but her existence is uncertain:
both always and never,

proverbially trapped
in Schrodinger's box.

- Can you two science later?

We have to tell Voyager.

- She is degrading too quickly.

By the time they would arrive
to the Delta Quadrant,

it may be too late.

- The message "Save Gwyn"--

why would someone out there
believe we can help her

when we're separated
by decades?

[gasps] Unless
the shortest distance

between us isn't space--
- But time.

A fascinating proposal.

We are sharing
the same physical location.

If we use The Infinity
to go back in time and--

- Yes!
And somehow harness

the wormhole's
residual energy--

- [groans]

Could somebody translate
the nerd-speak, please?

- It's simple.

We need to build
a time machine.

- [gasping]

Father, did you hear that?

- No.

Are you sure you can't stand?

- I thought I heard my friends.

It sounded like
they were right here.

- Hmm, perhaps you need rest.

- You think I'm crazy.

- These friends,

I look forward to meeting them.

- You did,
in a different timeline,

a different you.

It's complicated.

- What else can you tell me
about this other time,

when I'm Your Diviner?

- I'm not sure
you wanna hear that.

- What?

Was I some sort of monster?

- Depends who you ask.

A soldier, a tyrant,

always a father last.

- I'm not him.

I'm here now,

and I'm putting you first.

- What did you mean earlier

when you said,
"We need to be together"?

- I never said that.

- Then who did?

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- Jankom!

We got an emergency.
- Huh?

- Any progress on the ship?
- [grunts]

That the warp relays
are busted.

The hull integrity is shot.

Jankom has done everything
by the Starfleet book,

and she still won't fly!

- What if I said
"It didn't need to"?

- Uh--huh?
[sighs]

[beeping]

- Admiral?
We're reestablishing

our connection to The Infinity.

- Open a channel.

[beeping]

Voyager to Infinity.
- [gasps]

- This is Janeway.

- Janeway, Gwyn's in trouble!

But don't worry.
We're gonna save her.

- You've made contact
with her?

How?
- We're not sure,

but it's like she's here,

but she's not.

Like a ghost.

- I'd have to examine her.

I'm a doctor, not an exorcist.

- The altered timeline is
already unraveling the past.

Gwyn is the only one
whose very existence

is tied to Tars Lamora.

- We might be able to help
with that.

We hope to travel backwards
in time directly to Gwyn.

- Backwards in time?

- And how
would you achieve this?

- While studying on Voyager,

I came across a mission log
where Lieutenant Worf was able

to jump between
quantum timelines

by generating
an inverse warp field,

siphoned
from a temporal anomaly.

- [gasps] They're gonna steal
some energy from the wormhole

to send their ship back in time
and save Gwyn!

- [sighs] It's worth a shot.

How can we help?

- Uh...

could you be ever so kind
and send us all the information

you have
on "Temporal Mechanics 101,"

please?

- You got it.
Coming your way now.

[chiming]

- So you have questions
about time travel?

Well, you've come
to the right place.

I'm Starfleet's
science officer, Dr. Erin,

and I'll be your instructor
today.

Don't worry.

We'll get through this
in no time.

Chapter one.

The simplest way
to understand time travel

is to think of events like
a series of dominos.

These dominos represent time
as we know it.

Some events are bigger
than others,

and altering the past is
a little like--uh-oh--

removing one.

The most important part is,

you have to make sure
these big events still happen

so the rest of the timeline
proceeds normally,

which means--boop--

sometimes you may need
to give history a little nudge.

[fast forwarding]

Chapter five, so you want
to build a time machine.

You sure about that?

Personally,
I wouldn't recommend it.

But if you have to,
let's look at your options:

slingshot around the sun,

get on the wrong side of a Q,

but your best bet is
a classic interspatial flexure,

in other words, a wormhole.

Finally, chapter fifteen.

Quantum realities
are a whole other mess,

so please try to avoid them.

In conclusion,
don't screw up time

if you don't have to, kids.

It will give you a headache
every time.

- Whew, lookin' good.

Now let's save Gwyn.

[chittering]

- Warp engines online,

Ton inverter inverting!

Jankom might have
actually pulled this off.

- Yes, yes, and now perhaps
we should move along.

I believe we've got company.

[chittering]

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- Hit it!
[whirring]

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[whooshing]

[electricity crackling]

- Energy levels are optimal.

- On my mark.

Ready?

Go fast!

[whirring]

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Jankom, what's going on?

Why aren't we time traveling?
- Uh, uh--

Jankom did everything
right.

Uh, Jankom did everything
by the manual.

Jankom stayed calm,
didn't argue.

Now Jankom doesn't know
if he can fix anything!

Everything is falling apart!

Why won't you work?

Ahh!

[suspenseful music]

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Aha! Ha!

Percussive maintenance!
[laughs]

Jankom is back, baby!

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- Ah!

[sound moving backwards]

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- We're coming, Gwyn.

Hang on.

[rumbling]

[fluttering]

- This isn't in your head.

I can feel it, too.

[whooshing]

- Ah--
[panting]

[all coughing]

- We didn't explode.

- Who ordered the smoke?
- [laughs]

Dal.
- Gwyn!

both: Gwyn!

- Ahh!
- Oh! The Diviner!

- H--he's okay.

He's on our side.

- Intelligent life.

- Intelligent?

- From oth--from other worlds.

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- Gwyn, are you okay?

- How--how did you get here?

- We received
a mysterious message

from someone.

- Uh, I think I heard them,
too.

- You did?

But how is that possible?

- Ah! [groans]

- What's happening to her?

- We accidentally altered
the timeline.

Now she's caught
between quantum realities,

a superposition where
she both exists and doesn't.

- Oh, ho, ho!
- What?

Haven't you read
"Temporal Mechanics 101"?

- I'm using
a Chronitonic hypospray.

This won't stabilize her
for long,

but it will be enough
to move her.

- [groans]

- We need to get her
to Voyager.

- [gasping]

- [grunts] Will she fly?

- Uh, fly?

You told Jankom
you didn't need it to fly!

We salvaged every part
of that ship.

The circuits are totally fried.

We've got no clue how
to reroute the power.

There's no way that trash heap
is gonna get off the ground,

and Jankom is all out
of miracles!

[splutters]

Uh, what is happening?

- Another gift
from our mysterious benefactor.

- Coulda done that earlier.

- This is all
completely illogical.

- Right now, it doesn't matter.

Let's go home.

- I've spent so long searching
for purpose in the stars,

and now...

and now you have given me one.

I wish we had more time.

- Thanks for not leaving me.

I'll be back. I promise.

You can write your own future.

- I'll do what I can here.

I hope to see you again,
my daughter.

Take care of her, please.

- There are enemies among us,
enemies above.

We must militarize
for an uncertain future.

No!

As I said, enemies among us.

- [grunting]

- Hang on, Gwyn.

Just a bit longer.

- I couldn't save Solum.

- There's always time.

Once we get you better,

you'll go back
to being the Queen of Solum.

[laughs]

- This interlude
has been unusual,

but you are the most logical
in your group of misfits.

- [laughs] Oh, my.

I think you are, um, also--
oh--

- Shields holding,

warp is warping.

Nice work,
magic mystery friend.

[beeping]
- We're receiving a hail.

It's Voyager.

- Put it through.

- Janeway to Infinity.

Welcome back to our century.
Status report.

- Janeway, we have Gwyn,
but we're losing her.

- Set a course
for a rendezvous.

- It'll be all right.

We'll figure this out when
we're back together, okay?

- [whispering]
You need to be together.

You need to be together.

[gasps]

Who--
- She's awake.

- How wonderful
to see you well.

[soft music]

- How's our patient doing?
- Better.

Listen, Janeway,
about the mission,

I'm sorry.

Chakotay,
we almost got him back.

- We'll discuss it
in the debrief.

Gwyn is what matters right now.

- What's this?

- Ah, glad you're awake.

You were bouncing
between quantum timelines,

so I had to improvise a bit
with a phase discriminator

to build you
that new Temporal Stabilizer.

Not a permanent solution,
but at least you're here.

It's a miracle they got you
back when they did.

- It was a miracle.

We've still got no clue
who sent us that message

to save you.

- Or who fixed the ship.

- As Maj'el would say,

It's all been
quite illogical.

- But they were helping us.

I heard them.

Someone out there is going
through a lot of trouble

to bring us together, but why?

- Wait a second.

Where's Murf?

[gasps]
- [coos]

- Finally you're all here,

but I don't have much time.

They're coming for me.

Good luck.
- [chirps]

[dramatic music]

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