All language subtitles for DCs Legends of Tomorrow_S01E13_Leviathan.English (CC)

[engines whirring]

[explosions]

- Oh!
We're gonna need to find

a safe place to set down,
Gideon.

- I don't believe there are
any safe places, Captain.

- Are we over London yet?

- What's left of it.
- Why's London shooting at us?

- It's Savage's forces
that are doing the shooting.

Here in 2166, they've subjugated
most of the globe.

[explosions]

- Maybe picking up here
wasn't the brightest idea.

- Unfortunately,
we no longer have the luxury

of blindly searching
for Savage throughout history.

- Indeed;
we have to target Savage

at the time and place that we're
certain he will be, which is--

- Right before
he wastes your family.

What?

- Yes, Mr. Rory,
Savage will kill my wife and son

in three days' time, but we can
save them and the world

by stopping Savage now.

[explosions]

- Captain, I've managed to slip
beneath their artillery fire.

- Set us down on the outskirts
of the city, Gideon,

near the encampment of the
remaining resistance forces.

We are going to need
to proceed swiftly.

- I realize your family
is in jeopardy,

but perhaps some deliberation--

- We really don't have the time,
Martin.

According to Gideon,
Savage is going to be

out in the open tonight--
vulnerable.

Now, in order to capture him,

I require the services of--

- A killer, klepto, and pyro?

- Bingo.

- Here we stand
at the edge of history.

But as tempting as it might be

to celebrate
our previous victories,

it is only for the next
and final battle

that you will be remembered.

- There's no way
we can grab him here.

- Not with an army
standing between us.

- Shh, I'm trying
to listen to this guy.

He gives a hell of a speech.

- Onward to victory!

[all shout in unison]

- Onward to immortality!

[all shout in unison]

- Present arms!

Quick time. Move!

- All set on our end.

Jax is in the Jumpship,
ready to extract you guys.

- Especially if--
and by if, I mean when--

this thing goes south.

[dark music]

♪ ♪

Savage's lady friend
just made us.

- Have faith, Mr. Snart.

♪ ♪

- Gideon, push in on the woman.

That bracelet she's wearing--

can you get a clearer image?

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

Oh, my God.

- If we don't move real soon,
we could get ourselves killed.

- How about we play this
like Chicago?

- Could work.

- Ugh!

- What the hell
did you do that for?

[laser charges]

[gun blasts]

- We'll take Savage.
You tie up the guards.

♪ ♪

[sword clanks]

- [grunting]

- [grunts]

[laser blasts]

[both grunting]

- Sara,
the woman you're fighting--

you need to take her bracelet.

[both grunt]

- Are you seriously
jewelry shopping right now?

[man shouting indistinctly]

- We're outnumbered.

- Fall back!

Mr. Jackson,

now would be a good time
to pick us up.

- [grunting]

♪ ♪

[exciting music]

♪ ♪

What exactly do you think
you were doing back there?

- Distracting Savage's pals,

which worked, by the way.

- Yes, well,
I could've been killed.

- Never said
it worked perfectly.

- At least it wasn't
a complete bust.

We found out
about Kendra's bracelet.

- What bracelet?

[computer whirring]

- My bracelet--I was wearing it
the night of my first death.

- That's great.

Not the death part.
That's terrible.

But you told us
that objects

present on the night
of your death

can be used to kill Savage.

You're my fiancée.
I listen to you.

- And that's sweet,

but there's still
one small problem.

It's a bracelet; how are you
supposed to kill Savage with it?

- A question we will answer
the moment we have obtained it.

We need our resident
kleptomaniacs

to steal that bracelet.

- Captain,
I've detected movement

300 meters southwest
of our position and closing.

- Savage's army?
- Negative.

I believe they are
all that remains

of the resistance forces.

- I'm going to make
contact with them.

They might have
information on Savage

that we can use
to our advantage.

In the meantime, Ms. Lance,
get Ms. Saunders ready.

Ray.

- How am I supposed
to teach someone to fight

with a piece of jewelry?

- Good question.

- It wasn't rhetorical.

- Thank you, gentlemen,

for accompanying me
on this excursion.

- Oh, no problem.

I just love hiking
through the woods

in the middle
of World War III.

- What if, instead
of encountering

these resistance fighters,

we meet up with more
of Savage's forces?

- Why else do you think
I brought along

Firestorm and The Atom?

[engine rumbling]

[people yelling indistinctly]

- Give me one good reason
why we shouldn't

blow you straight to hell.

- Better yet, give her
several good reasons.

- My wife and son
live in Whitechapel.

- It was hit hard.
- I know.

The same fate will befall you
if you don't accept our help.

- How do we know
you're not with Savage?

- Because if we were,
you'd be dead right now.

Look, feel free to shoot us,
but from the looks of it,

you could use all the allies
you can get.

- Whitechapel fell 11 days ago.

We have a lot of refugees.

You think your wife and son
are among them?

- Sadly, I'm confident
that they're not.

Still, we would like to help
in whatever way we can.

- Very well; get
yourselves acclimated,

and I'll rejoin you shortly.

[indistinct chatter]

- Hey.

Uh, I would've brought more,
but...

- Jefferson.

Jefferson, let's--

let's return to the ship,

and we'll bring back
those additional provisions.

Don't worry.

There's plenty more
where that came from.

We'll be back.

- So what did you mean
back there,

about your family?

- I'd rather not
discuss it.

- Yeah, I picked up on that.

I also picked up on the fact
that we're in London

just a few days before Savage
tries to kill your wife and son,

and you're not trying
to get them to safety.

- After my first attempt
on Savage in Ancient Egypt,

my very next stop
was here in 2166.

I found Miranda and Jonas
exactly where I'd left them,

and we--we raced
towards the Waverider,

but we had a run-in
with Savage's shocktroopers.

Miranda and Jonas
were cut down.

So I jumped even further back,

and the outcome
was exactly the same.

I watched my family die
countless times

at the hands of Savage
and his forces

before I realized that...

- Time wants to happen.

- Funny feeling knowing
that the universe itself

doesn't want you
to save your family.

- All right,
what are you all playing at?

I retina-scanned
the four of you.

There's no record of you
anywhere,

and you and your friends
disappeared 150 years ago.

- Believe me
when I tell you

it would take
about that much time

for us to tell the whole story.

But the most important thing

is that we get as close
to Vandal Savage as possible.

- No one gets close to Savage,
especially not now.

Some idiots made an attempt
on his life earlier tonight.

He's gone to ground
in the citadel's bunker

and he's holed up
good and tight.

- Delta Camp is under attack.
Taking heavy fire.

We need air support.

- Where's Delta Camp?

- Establish a perimeter!

Once it's secure,
we'll search for survivors.

Last week, Savage's forces
laid waste to Tokyo.

London is the last patch
of free ground on the planet.

Savage's armies have cut down

the most formidable militaries
in the world.

What do you men think you can do
against an evil like this?

[foreboding music]

♪ ♪

- There were no survivors
from the attack.

- No, whatever weapon
Savage used against the rebels

was quite effective.

- Maybe Professor Stein and I
should survey the wreckage,

analyze some soil samples,

determine what kind of weaponry
Savage is using.

Until we figure out a way
to thwart his firepower,

the rebels are
as good as dead.

- But remember
why we're here:

to stop Savage,
not to slow him down.

Do we have a plan
for stealing this bracelet?

- We're on it.

- Please don't tell me
the plan

is to walk
into Savage's citadel

and steal it off her wrist.

- All right,
I won't tell you that.

- [groans]

- All right,
well, we still have the issue

of how to turn a piece
of jewelry into a lethal weapon.

- Perhaps there is reference
to the bracelet

in Professor Boardman's diary.

- I doubt it.

I've read through my son's
research a thousand times.

- Savage has
a devastating weapon

at his command, and here now,
at the eleventh hour,

we could sorely use
a weapon of our own.

- I'll look into it.

This is such a waste of time.

I've already looked through
every single page

of Aldus' notebooks.

If he had written something
specific about the bracelet

and killing Savage,
I would have known it already.

- Here it is.

[melancholy music]

You ever think about him?

- Carter?

I try not to.

It's not like
I'll ever see him again.

Not in this lifetime, anyway.

Besides, Carter is my past.

Ray is my future.

- Still,
4,000-year-long relationship...

seems like it'd be
hard to get over.

- Yeah.

Maybe once Savage is gone,
I can finally start to.

- [grunts]

[banging]

[shattering]

Wow.

What's the occasion?

- I'll give you one guess.
- Our anniversary?

Look, I'm sorry,
but in my defense,

there's quite a
few of them to remember.

- We were only married in...
eight lifetimes.

- That's a lot.

But I do remember

your Victorian England
incarnation

being particularly tough
to be pinned down.

- Why are you
handing this to me?

- Well,
it's an anniversary gift.

- Oh.
[laughs]

You have got to stop giving me
weapons as presents.

- I think it's time
you learn how to use it.

- But it's your weapon.

- Savage has murdered us
countless times,

and we aren't always
lucky enough to die together.

- This is awfully depressing
talk for our anniversary,

don't you think?

- Kendra, this is important.

I need to know
that if I go first,

you have everything you need
to face him.

- I don't want to think
about facing Savage--

or life--without you.

- You'll never be without me,

no matter what.

I'll always be near.

Just give it a try.

- Who's to say
I'll ever be strong enough

to kill Savage by myself?

- Just trust me.

You have everything you need.

[sentimental music]

- [inhales sharply]

- What is it?

- I think I know what
we can use to kill Savage.

[ominous music]

♪ ♪

[swords shing]

[all grunting]

- Savage has warned you all

about the radicals
who oppose us.

They will not show you the mercy
I just did.

Dismissed.

- [clears throat]
- I said you're dismissed.

[lasers charge]

- Oh, we thought
you said "missed."

- Whoever you are,
you're certainly persistent.

- Not really.

We just like
bright, sparkly objects,

like that bracelet.

- You'd risk dying
for a bauble?

- It works with my outfit.

[alarm blaring]

- What now, Mr. Snart?

- How do you know my name?

- There I was, thinking
we could go a whole week

without kidnapping anyone.

- I think you'll find
it would have been better

to simply kill me.

- I agree.

- It's a little more complicated
than that.

She knew who I was.

- I know who all of you are.

It's a pleasure to meet you,
Gareeb.

- I see Savage has been rather
chatty with his lieutenants.

- If you think I am
merely Savage's soldier,

you're more idiotic
than he claimed.

I'm not his lieutenant.

I'm his daughter.

[ominous music]

♪ ♪

- Vandal Savage
has a daughter?

- Apparently it's true.
There's a lid for every pot.

- And this lid is gonna be
very upset when he finds out

that we took his pot.

You know what I mean.

- So what's the problem?

It's not like we're on Savage's
Christmas card list.

- And we snagged the bracelet.

You're welcome, by the way.

- We need to weaponize
that thing before Savage knows

that it and his daughter
are missing.

- Actually, I think
I've got that figured out.

But I'm gonna need you
to burn something for me.

- About time.

- We also need to figure out

what we're going to do
with our new guest.

- She's seen us and the ship.

If she runs back to Savage,
we're giving him

a huge advantage.

- So we make her our advantage.

We send Papa Savage a finger.

And we keep sending them

till he puts his own head
on the chopping block.

- That is a
positively lurid idea.

I know we're in the midst
of a war,

but can't we maintain our honor?

- I'd rather maintain my life,
Professor.

- If she is Savage's daughter,
then she would know

the details of his defenses.

- Yes, well, how exactly
are we going to get

those details out of her?

- I'm on it.

[door whirring]

Hello, Cassie.
May I call you Cassie?

Here's the deal.
You have information.

I want it.

The question is,

how am I gonna get it?

- I'm the daughter
of Vandal Savage,

the immortal ruler
of the world.

Do you think he hasn't
prepared me for this?

Do you think I haven't
already been taught

to endure the
most extreme suffering?

- You know, your father
sounds a lot like mine.

Could never really say,
"I love you,"

except with his fists.

- Our fathers
are nothing alike,

Mr. Snart.

14 years ago, the world
was ruled by a madman,

Per Degaton.

He unleashed
the Armageddon Virus

in order to conquer the globe.

It tore through the world
like a fire.

Millions died,
including my mother.

There were riots, wars.
Hell on Earth.

No one dared to stand up
to Degaton,

except for my father.

He may not be a kind man,

but he is
the only one capable

of putting this world
back together.

So you can torture me
if you like.

My suffering's
a small price to pay.

- Who said anything
about torture?

[fire whooshing]

- You sure you can do this?

Bash Savage's skull
with Carter's mace?

- You got a better plan?

- It's not the weapon
I'm worried about.

Thousands of years
of reincarnation,

and I'm guessing you've killed
a grand total of nobody.

Yet here you are, entering
into the Olympics of murder.

- What's your point?

- You sure you can
look Savage in the eye

and kill him?

- I'm sure.
- Well, you better be.

Otherwise, you're gonna end up
like the last guy

who swung that thing.

- Savage's superweapon
isn't an explosive.

- The exact conclusion
I've just come to

after examining soil samples
from the attack site.

How did you determine it?

- Gideon--she found
a defunct spy satellite.

Look at the photos here.
This is the camp.

And here is the camp,
destroyed.

[computer beeping]

Look at the impact craters.
Sort of squint your eyes.

What do they look like?

- What am I supposed
to be seeing?

Oh, my God.

Those are not
impact craters.

[computer beeping]

- They're footprints.

[rumbling]

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- Sir, we've located
the rebels responsible

for your daughter's abduction.

The Leviathan is two clicks
from their encampment.

- Find my daughter.

And burn them all.

[footsteps booming]

- He's coming for me.

- Yeah, you and a bunch
of innocent refugees.

- If they were innocent,

they wouldn't have rebelled
against my father.

- Whatever it is,
it's getting closer.

- Well, we're a
little short on weapons.

- Look, if we can't outrun it,
we'll just have to fight it.

- Well, I mean, we can...

[people shouting]

But what about them?

[people shouting]

This way.
Move along.

Everything's all right.
Move along.

Everything's fine.

- What the hell do
you think you're doing?

- Saving a township,
by the looks of it.

- Since when did my vessel
become a life raft?

- Since I decided we can't

leave these people here
to be slaughtered.

You recruited us
to save the world.

That includes everyone here.

- Gideon, power the engines
and get us into the air

the moment the last refugee
is aboard.

[footsteps booming]

And get the weapons system
online.

- What's happening?

- It would seem Savage has
come back for his baby girl.

- The last of the refugees
are aboard, Captain.

- Strap yourself in.

Gideon, external floodlights
to maximum.

[engines whirring]

[powerful music]

♪ ♪

- That's...
- Incredible.

♪ ♪

- Ugh! Fire! Now!

[lasers blasting]

Hold on to something!

[metal creaking]

[explosion]

[all shouting]

[grunts]
Fire, Gideon! Fire everything!

[lasers blasting]

Now might be a good time
to start praying.

[dark, intensifying music]

[all screaming]

♪ ♪

[alarm beeping]

[electricity crackles]

- Gideon, what's our status?
- I'm gonna go with "lousy."

- Shut down all essential
systems so Savage's robot--

- Too late, Captain;
apparently, it has determined

you are still alive,
because it is closing in

on our location.

- What happened?

- We seem to have encountered
Savage's megaweapon.

- And he kicked our ass.

- Gideon, how much time
do we have?

- I estimate the robot

should reach our location
within the hour.

Our propulsion engine was
severely damaged in the crash

and is no longer functioning.

- So where does that leave us?

- All right, our only option
is to take the Jumpship

and try and outrun it.

- The Jumpship seats seven.

The cargo bay's filled
with refugees.

- I'm well aware.

- Well, we can't
just leave them there; we--

- Martin!

Professor, you are gonna be
just fine.

I promise you.

- Grey, what happened?

- You have to
take care of them.

- Don't worry.
We got the team's back.

- No. The people.
Those children.

You can't leave them here.

You can't--you can't...

- I've administered
a mild sedative.

He should be comfortable.

- Which is more than can be
said for the rest of us.

[door whirring]

- I was wrong.
Your dad's a gem.

- He's just doing what he must
to save his daughter.

- Whatever you say.
Now, where was I?

Oh, right.
Convincing you to help us.

- What a charming euphemism
for interrogation.

- I know what you're thinking:
"My dad may not be perfect,

but deep down,
he's not a bad guy."

[doors whir]

- What are you doing?

- Showing you that when
it comes to crap fathers,

there is no "deep down."

After you.

[people crying and coughing]

These are the ones
we could save.

The rest are ash,

much like Delta Camp.

- You don't know
my father at all

if you think his daughter
could be so easily manipulated.

- Just trying to show you
the truth.

- The truth is, my father
was trying to save me.

- From what, untrained civilians
with barely any weapons?

Your father sent
a 200-foot robot

to level a bunch of tents.

- The people in that camp
were rebels, dangerous radicals.

- Please.

Do these people look
like radicals to you?

They're nobodies--
everyday folk hoping to survive

your father's reign of terror.

Look, took me a long time to
accept my old man was a monster.

I'm betting you're smarter
than I am.

- At last,

something we agree on.

- Oh, Per Degaton didn't release
the Armageddon Virus.

That was your father.

- Impossible.

He was only
Per Degaton's tutor.

- One, Per Degaton was
only a teenager at the time.

Two, he was hardly
a criminal mastermind.

Your father, however...

- What makes you think I'd
believe anything you tell me?

- Because seeing is believing.

Gideon, show her the footage.

Kasnia, November 3, 2147.

- The world's population
is unsustainable

at current levels.

The herd must be thinned.

- This isn't true.

[dark music]

You're a liar.

- Correct.
But not about this.

And you know it...

deep down.

♪ ♪

- How are repairs coming?

Are repairs coming?

- Not in 30 minutes,

which is about
as much time as we have.

We brought all those people
on board,

and all we've bought them
is an extra few minutes

to live in fear.

- Well, I guess the question is,

what do we do
with those minutes?

- The ship is crippled!

Everyone aboard
is as dead as my--

- Family?

Look, I know that you think
the universe wants them dead,

but I don't;
I don't believe in fate.

I believe in choices.

And we can choose--
we can choose to fight,

even if the fight
may be futile.

We can save your family, Rip.

It's not impossible.
All we have to do--

- Is kill Vandal Savage...

the chances of which
appear to be fading.

- Not anymore.

I figured out how to do it.

- And my new bestie and I
can get us in.

- And I think I've got a way
to stop the giant robot

that's coming to kill us.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- Now, you may not believe
in fate, Raymond,

but I certainly do.

And perhaps it was fate
that compelled me

to bring you seven together

so we can change this future

once and for all.

♪ ♪

- Hey.
- Hey.

So I'm going to take on
an immortal madman,

and you are fighting
a giant robot.

- [laughs]

- I can't believe
this is our life.

- Well, take him out,
and it won't be.

You can do this.

- Ray, if anything--
- No, no.

Save it for after
you destroy Savage.

♪ ♪

[electricity crackles]

[footstep booms]

♪ ♪

[footstep booms]

- Sounds like
it's getting closer.

How's it going back there?

- You tell me.
This is your nutso idea.

- It's not that nutso
when you consider

the theoretical possibility
that siphoning power

from the auxiliary time drive
should provide enough power

to reverse the polarity
of the dwarf star matrix.

- Sorry, Ray, I'm falling asleep
back here, man.

Okay. I think we're done.

- All right.

- You know,
if this doesn't work...

- I'll turn every cell
in my body inside out?

- I was gonna go
with "die," but yeah.

You know, we could've escaped
on the Jumpship,

but we're doing this
to save everybody

that we brought
on the Waverider.

You're the real hero here, Ray.

- All right.

Stand back.

♪ ♪

No. Like, way back.

♪ ♪

All right.
[footstep booms]

Here we go.

[beeping, whirring]

[powerful music]

♪ ♪

It worked. I'm not dead.

[footsteps crashing]

♪ ♪

Yet.

Okay, let's do this.

[power whirring]

♪ ♪

[metal pounding and scraping]

[tense music]

♪ ♪

[crashing and rumbling]

- Okay. Come on.

Ray, you got this.

[rumbling]

- The Leviathan
is encountering resistance.

- Impossible.

[beeping]

Dr. Palmer.

Clever.

- Sir?

- What?

♪ ♪

[soft music]

I've been so worried.

How did you...

- I am your daughter.
- [chuckles]

- Did you really think some
rabble could hold me captive?

- Rabble?

These are the time travelers
I warned you of.

- Father?

- Your bracelet.

It's gone.

- I-I must have lost it
in my escape.

- Ah.

As the person who tutored you
in the art of deceit,

you cannot fool me,
Cassandra.

- Like you fooled me?

You told me my mother died
from the Armageddon Virus.

But you were the one
who released it.

Tell me it isn't true.

I might even pretend
to believe you.

- [grunting]

[crashing]

- Let me go.

- Call them.

Call the ones
that you no doubt helped

gain access to my bunker.

- No need to trouble
yourself, Miss Savage.

We're already here.

- Oh, I admire your command
of irony, Gareeb...

Using my own child against me.

- Sorry to say
it didn't take much.

- None at all, you ass.

- They showed me the truth
of what you've done.

The innocent--

- Do not speak
as if you know anything

about ruling a people.

Do you really want
to align your fate

with these...pretenders?

They're nothing
but grains of sand

in the desert of time.

- You are a monster.

[tense music]

♪ ♪

[blades shing]

♪ ♪

- Don't just wrestle with him.

Remember,
you got laser blasters.

- Actually,
they're compressed light beams.

- Well, whatever they're called,
just hit him with them.

[laser blasts]

Oh, come on!

Yeah!

[crackling]

- She's here.

I can sense her.

You do realize
that she can do me no harm?

- Clearly, you
didn't get the memo.

[wings whooshing]

- Aah!

- [grunting]

- [grunting]

[blades thwacking]

[all grunting]

[tense music]

♪ ♪

[crashing]

- Aah!
[grunting]

Agh!

- [grunts]

- [groans]

♪ ♪

- Ha! I could
really get used to this.

- Stay on him, Ray.
Stay on him.

[grunting, weapons clanking]

♪ ♪

- Agh!

[smashing]

[laser blasts]

[blade shings]

- I had it covered.

- Sure, you did.

[power surging]

[beam blasts]

[rumbling]

- Get up, Ray!

Ray, get up!

[beeping]

- [groans]

- This is for Carter.

[laser blasts]

[grunts]

[metal clanking]

♪ ♪

[both grunting]

- Unh!

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- Your love...

[grunts]
Reincarnated.

He doesn't even remember
who he was...

and he never will.

- What?

- When I first discovered him,

when I found out that he had
no idea about his real identity,

I took my precautions

and I locked his mind away.

- You brainwashed him!

- Come on!

[grunts]

Strike me down.

Kill me.

But do so knowing
that I am the only one

holding the key to his mind.

[whooshing]

[tense music]

♪ ♪

- Get up, Ray.
Get up.

Rip said you told him
you don't believe in fate--

just choices.

Well, you got
a choice to make right now.

You got to choose
to get up and fight.

You got to choose to live.

[power whirring]

♪ ♪

- [yelling]

[crashing]

- Whoo! Come on!

♪ ♪

[echoing thud]

That's what I'm talking about,
baby!

[whirring]

- Ha-ha!

- Kendra, what are
you waiting for?

Finish him!

- Destroy me,
and you doom him.

- It's Carter.

- The reinforcements
are coming!

- [grunts]

- Whatever you plan on doing,

Kendra, do it!

[both grunting]

- If I kill Savage,
his mind will be lost.

- And if you don't,
I will lose my wife and son.

- Well, my love,
what's it gonna be, huh?

Come on!

- Ugh!

I can't.

I'm so sorry, Rip. I can't.
[sobs]

- We need to get them
back to the ship.

Both of them.

- [grunts]

[blade shinging]

[indistinct chatter]

- You! What's to keep me from
killing you where you stand?

- Because she's
an asset to the cause.

- My father may be
incapacitated,

but his forces
are still strong.

I know their tactics,
their weaknesses.

- Why the change of heart?

- Ask him.

- Hey. I saw Sara.

She said you brought Savage
back onto the ship,

but she was a little stingy
on the details.

Is everything okay?

[sentimental music]

♪ ♪

- Ray,

we need to talk.

♪ ♪

- Welcome back.

- Ah.

- Well, the team managed
to capture Savage,

battle his army
and a giant robot...

and you managed to sleep
through all of it.

- Hmm.

The refugees...

- They're safe.

Every one of them
is alive and well.

- But for how long?

Apparently,
time wants to happen.

- Oh, I think you'll find
that time--

for once--

is on our side.

- [sighs]

- Now,

if you'll excuse me,

I have to pay a visit
to an old friend.

[dramatic music]

Well, you seem quite happy
for a man behind bars.

- Why shouldn't I be happy?

It seems that you once again
have failed to kill me.

- A momentary setback,
I assure you.

- Assure yourself.

Providence has allowed me

to place Chay-Ara
in an impossible situation:

a choice between
her own soul mate, Carter...

and yours.

- [scoffs]

You know, a friend recently
suggested to me

that there is no such thing
as fate.

Destiny is nothing more
than the sum of our own choices.

- I see.

So you still think
there's hope, then...

for your family.

Time will tell, Captain.

Time will tell.

♪ ♪