Cleopatra 2525 S2E2 - English Transcript

Cleo's gonna be sorry she passed on this one. You know, she could really use some color on those pasty, white legs of hers. It's not the color she needs as much as the vitamin D. Poor thing doesn't get as much surface exposure as she used to. Well, speaking of exposure, you will excuse me, won't you? Is it party time already? Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah. Oh, you know what? Everybody looks better with a tan. Hi, boys. Don't screw with me, buddy. You still owe me for 20 kilojoules of shine. Now pay up. I'd love to, but I got a rule about being ripped off. What's your rule on having your face ripped off? Is that anything we need to get into? No, just your run-of-the-mill testosterone flare-up. Oh! What You know, these guys are starting to become a real royal pain in my thrusters. That's it. What do you say we teach these guys some manners? Or at least put them back into their corners. Guys, come on! Let's just stop this before somebody gets hurt. Oh, come on! Come on, guys, stop now and nobody gets hurt. The forecast isn't looking so sunny anymore, is it? Huh. What do you say we get out of here? Yeah, just get my shine specs. What the Hel Tell me you ordered that. Oh. Very funny. Okay. Um, uh, can I have your attention, everybody? Did anybody lose, um, a baby? Uh? Anybody? A what? What's that? How about you, mister? Baby? Not my problem. Oh, I don't believe this. Oh. He must have belonged to that guy that was escorted out. Oh, Sarge, I think we should keep him. No. No. 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" CLEOPATRA 2525 2x02 "BABY BOOM" It's our lucky day, friends. At last, a Betrayer head! Hurry up and download it. Let's see what this baby's made of. Come on. Get Sluggo. He's gonna want to see this. Mauser, do I look fat? Cleo, I'm not programmed for weight estimation. Do you hear that? Mauser, can you whip me up a new set of eardrums, please? Is that what I think it is? Mmm-hmm. A baby, how cute. Oh! May I? Do you have experience with infants? Who needs experience? We're wired to take care of babies. It's called maternal instinct. Mmm. Boy or girl? I don't know. We found it at the tanning saloon. Daddy bought a one-way ticket to the bottom of the shaft. What's wrong with you? Show some humanity. Mauser, can you post a hologram of the baby on all the underground boards? We'll take care of it until we can find a proper guardian. What? Oh, we could Oh! It's a boy. Hi. Someday you'll be showing that off every chance you get. Now go to your Uncle Mauser. Hel, the lab is no place for a child. Voice, I couldn't very well leave it with the man that threw his father down the shaft. His presence may interfere with operations. I'm sure we could spare a day to find any living relatives. Hel, you know nothing about taking care of a child. I have maternal instincts. Besides, Cleo's still alive, isn't she? Could someone please shut that thing up! Hold on to your thong. I may know just the thing that'll hush him up. Something that my mom used to sing to me. Let's hear it. "Rock-a-bye, baby" "On the treetop" "When the wind blows" "The cradle will rock" "When the bough" Oh! "bough breaks" "The cradle will fall" How is that helping? Shh. "And down will come the little boy sweetie pie" "Cradle and all" Incredible. But we're running out of time. If we don't get our hands on that baby soon, it will be worthless. He was picked up by a Voice team, all female. I'll bet it's one of those girlies that gave me this! Get everybody together. Now! Yes, sir. I gotta go with Voice on this one. It's not our duty to pick up strays. He's a baby, not an alley cat. It's not about duty, Sarge. If we don't aid in the survival of our own kind, we'll just suffer the consequences at the hands of the Bailies. Wait a minute. Something's not right here. It's been quiet a whole 20 minutes. Oh. See, Sarge, babies aren't so bad, are they? Have you ever heard the expression that good things come in small packages? Yeah, well, not all good things. You know, I've got to admit, he's awfully cute when he's asleep. Do I hear somebody's biological clock ticking? Clock? Actually, I hear something, too. Oh, my God! Where'd he go? Oh, man. Baby? Where'd he go? Sweetie? There he is. Oh, he's got Sarge's gauntlet. Sarge, how could you leave something like that laying around? Oh, I'm sorry. It didn't quite occur to me to baby-proof the weapons closet. Oh. Honey Oh. You give that nasty gauntlet to Auntie Cleo, okay? Come on, baby. Hel, what's going on? No problem, Voice. Everything's under control. Easy, boy. Give me that. Hel, the child's guardians have responded. You're to meet them at the tanning saloon as soon as possible. What are we waiting for? Let's go. Oh Incoming, and it doesn't look good. Oh. You found it! Come home to Mama, precious. How can we ever repay you for returning him to us? You can start by showing us your guardian tags. Guardian tags? We, uh, we forgot 'em. All right, charade's over. What do you want with this baby? Stay down! They're Gandarans. Who? Gandarans, deep-level dwellers. I mean, deep and dark, that's why they're so pale. They can't take heat or light. Sarge, what do you say we make them sweat? Sounds good. You stay here. Uhh! Oh! You're really hot for me, aren't you? Start talking or we bring you to a full boil. No, you don't understand. We're all in danger as long as that kid's breathing. What do you have against this baby? It's not just a baby. It's a Bailey bomb. You're telling me this baby's a bomb? And he's going to explode? We found a Betrayer head in the shaft this morning. It contained information about this baby. Team, I did a routine scan on the infant's hologram. I discovered something you should know. The baby's a bomb? Precisely. How did you know? Hel, that fight at the tanning saloon earlier must have been a Betrayer setup. Right, they were counting on our maternal instincts to do us in. The child's been injected with a synthetic gene mutation. The gene is replicating cells with a high-energy enzyme. Once they are outnumbered, there is a chain reaction. Talk about a baby boom. Something tells me our friendly neighborhood bartender was in on this and what a coincidence, he's nowhere to be found. So what exactly do you want with an exploding infant? To deactivate him and take him back to Sluggo. A Bailey-designed explosive will be worth a fortune on the black market. Sluggo, huh? How do we deactivate him? The only way to stop the cells from replicating Kill him. Can't we get a second opinion? At this rate of cellular growth, you have approximately eight minutes. Oh, um You know, m-my arms are getting a little tired. Hand him over. Hel, bring the child to the surface to avoid any damage to the underground. I'm not gonna stand by and let this happen. It's out of your hands, Hel. No, Voice. I think we have things well in hand. Got a plan? Mmm-hmm. Sluggo got his information from a Betrayer head. I'm sure that same head has details on how to save this baby. Well, looks like there's only one way to do this. So, gorgeous, we need directions. I should lobotomize you. Do you have any idea what we can gain from the Bailey technology inside that kid? I want that bomb! Looks like we're coming up on the Gandaran Quadrant. Looks like the Gandaran Quadrant's coming up on us. Cleo, catch! Oh! Hel, Sarge! Sarge, bouncing baby boy coming your way! Got him. Roughly three minutes remaining. Two more levels. Hang in there, kiddo. Back off! Baby? The kid's still alive! Let's get out of here! Sluggo, you've really let yourself go. I'm twice the man I used to be. Why don't you just give me the kid? I'll make it worth your while. Besides, you'll never save it in time. I'm not so sure about that. Mauser, I found the malignant cells. Now what? Locate the original gene sequence. You'll know it when you see it. Oh, he's burning up. That's my cue! Have a blast, girlies! Sluggo. A little something to remember me by. I will get even with you, blondie! Just wait! How much time do we have? One minute. Hel, get the team out of there. I'm not going anywhere, but Sarge and Cleo can leave if they want to. No way. Please. Mauser, I found the original cell. Great. You just had to be heroes. That's what we do. Transfer the cells to the surgical template of the healing tube. Come on. Cleo, load the baby! Where? Over there. Huh? Okay, let's do this. Twenty seconds. Bye, sweetie. It's working. Ten seconds. It's not working fast enough. That's it, big boy. Keep backing up. Five, four, three, two, one. Hel, what's your status? Oh, sweetie. Repeat. Hel, what is your status? Sarge We're fine. All four of us are just fine. Yay! Yay! Let's get out of here. This way. Wow. Looks like junior here scared off everybody. There's not a sign of life for miles. You know, I have to say, I'm really proud of the two of you for sticking in there through all of this. Well, I'm proud of you, too. Oh? Yeah. You're all tough warriors on the outside, but you make pretty kick-butt mommies, too. But we won't argue with you there. Like we'd let anything happen to this little goober. Oh! Excuse me, ladies, there is someone who is desperately awaiting your return: the baby's real parents. Well, you tell them that their little man is doing great, and we're gonna get him back to them real soon. Yeah. Are you ready to go for a ride? Oh, yeah.