What is it?
Mauser, what is it?
If I were you, Cleo, I'd stand back.
You know about Mauser and his inventions.
I know you are nostalgic about your own time.
And there is a certain childhood pet...
you speak of often.
Mr. Pants.
You didn't?
Oh!
I call him Mr. Pants, Mark 2.
Wow, look at him.
Well, there weren't any real dogs left...
after the Underground Food Wars of 2347,
so Mauser had to improvise.
I've programmed him with the behavior...
of a domesticated canine.
Really? Oh.
Sit.
Oh.
Speak.
What shall I say?
And it talks, too,
just like the original.
Thank you, Mauser.
How is your new training partner?
Okay.
A hologram doesn't really have...
the same reaction time as the real thing.
Perhaps, but I'm sure he doesn't bruise...
as easily, either.
Sarge.
What is it, Voice?
Take the team to Landing 47...
and run some shaft drills.
Cleopatra needs more work on her landing technique.
Voice, we've been running drills for six weeks.
When are you gonna give us a mission?
When I'm satisfied the team can handle one.
Shaft drills and gauntlet drills.
You know what? This bites.
I am ready to kick butt now.
Let's face it,
there is nothing that any bad guy...
can throw at us that we can't handle.
You got that right, Cleo.
Distortion grenade! Come on, come on.
Mauser, activate the blast field!
Get it out of here! Get it out!
Cleo.
Lab defense is offline.
Got it.
What is it?
No!
Oh, Mr. Pants.
Hey! Hey!
No, no, no, no, no.
You're a bad boy. Now sit.
Good. Just drop it.
Everybody down!
Mauser, intruder protocol.
Hold it right there! Freeze!
I'm gonna barf.
Who are you?
I'm your new team leader.
Five hundred years into the future,
she will enter a world where machines rule the Earth.
Mankind has been driven underground.
And Cleopatra is about to discover...
there's no place like home.
"In the year 2525"
"There are women with the will to survive"
"Fighting for a brand new day"
"Nothing is gonna get in their way"
"And in the year 2525"
"Three women keep hope alive"
Joining forces to reclaim the Earth
Looking ahead to humankind's rebirth
2x11 "THE SOLDIER WHO FELL FROM GRACE" Subtitles by subXpacio
My name is Marcus.
I will be taking command of this team,
effective immediately.
Voice, is this for real?
You will take your orders from Marcus now.
It's real.
Sorry, Voice.
I don't answer to anyone but Hel.
Same goes for me.
Strayton here would be very happy to take your place.
Nobody's quitting this team.
But I would like to know why Voice suddenly feels...
we need a babysitter.
For starters, you've had to auto-destruct more labs...
than any other team...
in the history of the Resistance.
We like to move around.
A two-man squad was able to neutralize...
your defenses in under two minutes.
This was hardly a fair test of our defenses.
You threw a distortion grenade at us.
In the past, you have defied Voice's direct orders...
thus endangered critical Resistance operations...
and very nearly exposing Voice herself.
Any more questions?
One.
You mind turning him back on?
Did I miss something?
In all my years as a team leader...
Who is he?
...I've never seen such inadequate security.
When he said his name,
you and Sarge acted like you knew him.
I know of him.
Marcus is the original team leader.
The first one Voice recruited when the Resistance began.
He's a legend, literally.
I didn't even know he was still alive.
Well, old school.
Hmm.
I'm not here to sign autographs.
Voice tells me you've been itching for a mission.
Well, you're gonna get one,
one that could effect the entire course...
of the Resistance.
Voice thinks you're the best team for the job.
I don't.
But, again, I don't second-guess my orders.
Your power levels are 20% below normal.
Is there a problem with your quaduranium reactor?
No. I'm simply running the reactors...
at reduced power.
Why?
Well, because-
I'll take a look for myself.
I better take him out or he's just gonna make a big oily mess.
What do we have here?
Oh.
I- I was just using it to dry my things...
because if it's on full power it just burns them all up.
What are you doing here?
I'm-I'm sorry-
Oh, you're sorry you're jeopardizing a cause...
that hundreds of people have given their lives for.
If this is what you've given me to work with, Voice...
Marcus.
I said I was sorry.
And you're sorry that you could get your teammates killed...
because your lab defenses weren't at full power.
Well, at least you'll have
nice dry clothes to wear to their funerals.
At least one good thing's come of this.
I get you out of my head, Voice.
Sarge, you're hurting my feelings.
I'm sure.
Would you take it easy, Strayton?
It takes a strong person to accept the Voice,
maybe one in a thousand.
Don't be ashamed you couldn't handle it.
Ashamed?
I said, "Take it easy."
I've been taking it easy on you since I got here.
You're a real tough guy when you're hiding...
behind a distortion grenade, aren't you?
Mauser's gonna want this.
Voice.
Play fetch.
Sure.
You okay?
Yeah.
I just didn't expect that whole drill sergeant:
"Only two things come from Texas" routine.
Marcus doesn't know you the way we do.
He knows that I'm just a girl
from the 20th century playing soldier.
I can't even do a real pushup.
How am I supposed to help save the world?
Cleo, look at me.
If I thought you were gonna get in my way
or hurt the team,
I would have stuck you back in that freezer ages ago.
That's sweet.
Now if you two are done crying on each other's shoulders,
there's a mission briefing in 20 minutes.
Just so you know, I agree with what you said.
You get in my way or endanger my mission,
I'll take you out.
Do you hear me?
Oh, fetch.
Oh, Mr. Pants!
Oh, Mr. Pants, you gave me such a fright.
That's quite an antique you have there.
Yeah, had it for a long time.
More of a good luck charm than anything.
You think I was too hard on Cleopatra.
We may not always do things by the book down here, Marcus,
but we do get the job done.
So Voice told you that we compromised her security, huh?
Mmm-hmm.
Well, Voice, did you also tell him...
about all the times we kept you secure?
Mmm? Did you mention that we risked our lives...
for the Bailey technology that's in his gauntlet?
Or that this team destroyed a Betrayer factory?
And we couldn't have done any of that without Cleopatra.
She was even the first to pilot Mauser's Shaft Racer.
Did Voice tell you any of this?
She told me.
But this is a war, not a pajama party.
Those are your troops out there.
Don't treat them like your friends.
They are my friends.
And it's looking like they're the only thing...
I can count on in this war.
I wanted more time...
to prepare you for this mission.
But Voice feels we need to move quickly.
Well, we'll just try to keep up then.
For security purposes, however,
Voice requests that I restrict this briefing...
to mission-critical personnel.
I thought we straightened this out.
Cleopatra is an absolutely critical member of this team.
Hel, it's okay.
I'm not talkin' about Cleopatra.
I'm talking about you, Hel.
What?
Since you've compromised Voice to Creegan...
and to the Bailies,
I must consider you a security risk.
Now, if you'll excuse us.
This is crazy.
No.
No, Sarge, don't.
Of course, Marcus. I understand.
I'll leave you to it.
Hel?
Living legend or not,
that guy's completely out of control.
Sarge, get back to the briefing.
Hel, I didn't join this fight...
for some noble ideal of Voice's...
or to follow around some crazy soldier like Marcus.
I joined to fight with you.
And if you're not part of this team, then I got no interest in being on it.
Fine. So what are you gonna do, Sarge?
Go back to your old life?
Now, there's a plan.
I'm sure you could still turn a few credits...
scamming defenseless levels for protection money.
I'm sorry.
I just don't want you to give up everything because of me.
Stay with the team.
Without you, there isn't a team.
Sarge, don't make this any harder.
Harder for who?
You're the one standing there with your bag packed.
What am I supposed to do here?
What you do best.
Keep fighting. And keep an eye on Cleo.
Where are you going?
I don't know.
Goodbye.
We're calling this mission Operation Hellfire.
Ass.
Since your team's discovery of the shaft defense cannons,
we've been trying to find a way
to harness them for our own use.
We've been unsuccessful.
Since these cannons are the only weapon we've seen...
that can bring down a Bailey,
it is imperative that we learn their secrets.
Phase one of the operation is to gain access...
to the cannons' internal mechanism,
which can only be done...
with the cannons in the firing position.
You said, "Phase One." What's Phase Two?
Phase Two is to move the cannons aboveground...
and establish a beachhead on the surface.
We're finally gonna take the fight to the Bailies.
I miss you, Daddy.
I've shot my share of looters.
Take it easy. I'm not a looter.
Helen?
Do I know you?
It's me, Venitz. Bester Venitz.
Bester?
Bester, what's happened here? Where is everybody?
You've been gone a long time, Helen.
Shaft gangs moved through here seven years ago.
Drove most everybody out.
Bester, my aunt and uncle,
have you seen them? Are they okay?
Some folks moved down shaft, found work.
You could try there.
Most folks just moved out.
Okay.
Thank you.
Cleo, you okay?
Sure.
All for one and one for all, right?
You know Hel's still a part of this team,
even though she's not here.
Everyone I've ever known...
has been dead for half the millennium.
When I was unfrozen,
I would've just become spare body parts...
and no one would have even known...
or cared...
if it hadn't been for Hel.
Well, when I first came underground,
the only people I knew were trying to...
either buy me, sell me, or kill me,
or worse, till I met Hel.
If Hel hadn't altered my Betrayer programming,
I rather doubt we would have become friends.
How are we gonna keep going without her?
Just imagine how mad she's gonna be if we don't.
Hey, I'm looking for some people.
A man and a woman named Carter.
They may have come down from Level 2922.
I'll be damned.
Kilgannon.
Hel.
What brings you down this way?
Undercover or something?
Hey, Voice, you send Hel down here to check up on me?
I'm retired.
What a coincidence...
so am I.
To Voice
and all the good fighters she's sent to their graves...
in the name of her futile, bloody cause.
Yeah, well, so much for good times, huh?
There's more of us, Hel, former team members.
A few leaders even, like us.
We decided to listen to our own voices...
instead of that coward in our heads...
jerking us around like puppets,
deciding our fate.
Well, good for you.
You ought to join us.
We're putting together a mission of our own.
A little search and destroy op
to stop Voice doing to anyone else what she did to us.
Thanks, uh, but I'm looking for some people.
Oh, well, think about it.
Those are full-power blasters, Cleo, so be careful.
Why do I need full-power blasters?
I thought I was just gonna run the scanning equipment.
We've run multi-plane scans of the cannon control room,
so we know the general layout of the place.
But we don't know what security we'll run into.
I need you to help me out, Cleopatra.
I thought that was Strayton's job.
You want your teammates to take all the risks...
while you hang back?
Is that what Hel let you do?
No, it isn't.
But Cleo's specialty isn't combat.
She's not used to those gauntlets.
It's about time she learned.
Just take your time, okay? Stay cool. Pick your targets...
just like Hel and I taught you.
You'll be fine.
Okay. Let's do it.
Start scanning.
Find the manual override to the cannons.
Keep scanning.
Oh, look out!
Mauser, freeze simulation.
Why don't we just have you stick with scanning?
I'm surprised Cleopatra hasn't gotten you killed,
can't even fire a gauntlet.
Not the person I'd want watching my back.
I guess I shouldn't be surprised,
considering the way Hel ran this team.
I've been listening to you talk trash...
about my friends since you got here.
Sounds to me like you're intimidated...
by a team of women.
What's wrong? Aren't you man enough?
Think you're up to proving yourself in the white room?
Bring it on.
Was that a team member I saw you talking to?
Didn't get his name.
Trying to bring you back into the fold?
Don't do it.
Don't worry.
Hey, you don't owe her anything, Hel.
You think about all the people...
Voice has gotten killed protecting herself.
Dev, Carla, Jace, Strayton.
Did you say Strayton?
Tell me about Strayton.
He's dead. What more do you wanna know?
Are you sure? Yes, I'm sure.
Any rules, or do you just want to-
Figured you deserved at least as much warning...
as I got for that grenade.
Don't be ashamed if you can't handle it.
Still want me to take it easy?
I thought you were.
Enough.
I said that's enough.
You two want to kill each other,
do it after the mission.
He was on my team.
We were on the surface setting data sensors.
Two bailies got the jump on us.
Strayton covered me as I fell back,
but they caught him in their tractor beams,
tore him to pieces.
Hel, I saw Strayton die myself.
Did Voice know?
Who cares? I doubt it.
I cashed it in that day.
Cut out my Voice receptor on the spot
and headed down here.
Never made a report, never spoke to Voice again.
Radiation from the cannons...
could interfere with communication,
so stay sharp.
We'll abort if anything seems wrong.
Yeah, well, something already seems wrong.
Stay tight.
Stay focused. Okay?
Voice says, "Good luck."
Okay, you stay and be a good boy, all right?
But it's time for walkies.
Not now, later.
We're in position.
I read, you're in position.
Voice, we're right by the guns.
You ready?
Enable.
Now.
That's it. Let's move.
I said, let's move.
They're in.
Keep those guns moving, Strayton.
Wow.
So this was built by the people that made the shafts.
Be awestruck later. Start scanning.
We need to interface with the main control system.
Mauser.
Hel?
Hel, the mission is under way.
You're not authorized to be here.
Mauser, I think Strayton's a Betrayer.
You have to warn Sarge.
Voice wants to know where you obtained this information.
It doesn't matter. You have to abort now.
Interference from the cannon fire...
has cut off the com signal.
The team are on their own.
What?
What's taking them so long?
Any luck?
No, my interference sensors...
can't lock any command signals.
Maybe it's encrypted,
or maybe the system language is too old.
I don't know. I'm a stripper, not a scientist.
You have a question on the operation...
of the automated shaft cannon defense system.
How may I assist you?
Hey, a-a-an owner's manual.
How do I take over manual control of the system?
I'm sorry,
for your safety and security,
the system is designed to be fully automatic.
The controls cannot be overridden.
Can Voice contact Marcus?
The interference has cut off...
Voice's communication with the team as well.
I know they're in trouble.
I have to get out there.
Voice believes the mission is proceeding as planned.
Well, she can't talk to them, can she?
How does she know?
Voice's orders.
Mauser, I know something's wrong.
Are you gonna just stand there and follow orders
or are you gonna help our friends?
He says we can't override the commands,
so let's get out of here.
Keep scanning.
That doesn't sound good.
Why'd you turn off that hologram, Strayton?
'Cause I can't allow the shaft cannon technology...
to fall into the hands of a Voice team.
Whose hands would you rather it fall into?
I knew you healed too fast.
Let's get out of here. Move!
Stand back.
All personnel must exit the control area...
before the portals are sealed.
Why?
The cannon recharging cycle will flood the area...
with high-energy radiation
that is incompatible with human life.
Oh, my.
The cannon recharging cycle will begin in 60 seconds.
Shields up.
Standard personal shields...
will not provide sufficient protection.
This area must be evacuated within 55 seconds.
Oh, there's gotta be another way out of here.
The recharging cycle doubles as a security system...
to deal with intruders such as yourselves.
The radiation will only be avoided...
when the cannons are activated.
50 seconds.
Okay, Mr. Living Legend, what now?
Strayton, Sarge, come in.
What's your status?
40 seconds.
There's gotta be a way to shut down the system.
An emergency override.
Of course.
Great. Override.
Please provide override security code.
Thanks.
Strayton, come in.
What the hell's going on?
Sarge, need you to get that hologram back up.
Please evacuate the area in 20 seconds.
Voice, I'm aborting the mission.
Strayton, get these gun doors open...
in the next 20 seconds or we're dead.
Marcus, we got a problem.
No kidding.
Your friend Strayton went a little Betrayer on me,
put a hole right through the holo-projector.
It's fried.
25 seconds.
Mauser, I need you to uplink all the Bailey telemetry...
we have in the computers into the Shaft Racer. Now!
Hel, what are you doing?
I'm gonna transfer the signal to make those cannons think...
I'm the biggest baddest Bailey they've ever seen.
Loading the signal now, Hel.
Begin broadcasting the Bailey signature.
Five seconds.
Four...
Mauser, boost the signal!
...two, one.
Come on.
Mauser, I'm not getting any acceleration.
I had to sacrifice some performance...
when I switched the fuel to regular quaduranium.
Now he tells me.
Are Cleo and Marcus clear?
Cleopatra, hurry it up!
Oh!
Hel, we're clear.
I'm shutting down the signal.
I'm hit!
Hel, bail out!
The canopy's jammed.
Hel, get out of there.
Robots.
Tell me about it.
Good morning, team.
Hey.
Who is this?
A question. I'm happy to answer all questions...
on the automated shaft cannon defense system.
How did you...
I downloaded most of him into my gauntlet...
before Marcus dragged me out of the control room.
Most of his data is highly encrypted,
took me all night just to get him to materialize.
Where is Marcus, anyway?
I woke up this morning, he was already gone.
I think he was too embarrassed...
to show his face when he found out...
his second-in-command was a Betrayer.
Hel, Marcus' mission is complete.
Voice?
Marcus has informed me...
that your team performed admirably.
I'd like to resume regular missions...
as soon as possible.
Anything you say, Voice.
Anything you say.
Oh.
Mr. Pants.
Subtitles subXpacio and TusSeries