The Flash

Ab tak Flash par...

Council of Wells.

Multiverse ke behtreen logon mein se kuch.

Mere DNA mein ek aur cryogenic anomaly baqi hai.

Killer Frost abhi bhi tumhara hissa hai.

Jitna dimagh istemal karunga, utna use khounga.

Mujhe pata hai DeVoe kya kar raha hai.

Alag alag satellites ek maqsad ke liye saath kaam kar rahe hain?

DeVoe dunya mein har kisi ki zahanat mitana chahta hai?

Meri tarah.

Iris?

Maaf karna, jaan. Wapis sojao.

-Iris... -Oh, hi.

Ek second. Mujhe bas...

Main bas ye aakhri jumla likh loon, theek?

Abhi tak kyun jaag rahi ho? Ye sab kya hai?

Ye har woh file, report, footnote hai

jo mujhe mil saka hai, DeVoe ke hawale se.

Ye sab kuch nikala jab aadhi raat mein aankh khuli.

Mere zehen...mere zehen se DeVoe aur uski machine naheen nikal rahi.

Aur ab jo uske paas saare satellites hain.

Matlab, woh kisi bhi waqt machine chalu kar sakta hai.

Aur na janna pagal kar raha hai

lekin kam se kam ye pata hai ke mansooba kya hai, durust?

Lekin sheher mein koi naheen janta.

Isiliye maine faisla kiya ke mujhe kuch likhna hai is par.

Ek article?

Uske junooni mansoobe ki har ek tafseel.

Mujhe lagta hai agar logon ko pata hoga ke woh kya chahta hai

toh shayad woh apne aap ko bacha sakenge.

Barry, mujhe waqai lagta hai, ke hamein yahi chahyye

DeVoe ko rokne ke liye.

Toh main upar jaati hoon

shower leti hoon, aur jab wapis aungi

toh main chahungi ke tum mujhe us urrti gari

aur jo woh jism ki tabdeeli karta hai, woh kaise karta hai, bataoge.

Toh kal raat, Harry, Cisco aur main, poori raat jaage

aur alag alag algorithms likhte rahe

jismein satellite technology shamil thi, jo DeVoe ne churayi thi.

Hamein lagta hai DeVoe paanchon satellites ko ek

makhsoos jagah pe rakhega.

Aur jab satellite mein maujood quantum computers jurrenge

toh us network ka istemal karke, woh dark matter ka toofan bhejega.

Jis se pre-frontal cortex reboot

hoga, har mard, aurat, aur bachhe ka dunya mein.

Hamein isko abhi hi khatam karna hoga.

Ham use woh satellites launch karne naheen de sakte.

Haan, lekin, ham use kaise dhundenge?

Hamein DeVoe ki pocket dimension energy kayi dinon se naheen dikhi.

Aur Null ki gravitational quwwat ke saath

toh kaheen se bhi satellite launch kar sakta hai.

Haan, kar sakta hai.

Kya soch rahe ho, Barry?

Ham unhein gira sakte hain.

Ek chhota masla hai.

DeVoe ke paas Kilgore ki taaqatein hain.

Haan, aur woh kisi bhi technology wale hathiyar ko nakara kar sakta hai.

Toh technology istemal na karein.

Ham qudrati madde ka hathiyar istemal kar sakte hain.

Durust, jaise ek...

Jaise ek...

Pata hai kya? Alag alag ho kar sochte hain ke kya.

Ramon.

DeVoe kuch kar naheen raha. Kyun?

Pata naheen, lekin farq naheen parta.

Lekin farq parta hai, agar meri zahanat hoti

toh main pata laga leta. Lekin naheen hai.

-Mujhe wapis leni hogi woh. -Naheen.

Tumhein sabar karna hoga.

Ham jin scientists ko jante hain, unse raabte mein hain.

Mujh se kyun baat naheen karte?

Naheen. Harry...

Naheen, main naheen. Doosre Harry.

Council walay.

Manna hoga ke tumhari transmission dilchasp lagi.

Lekin, pehle ek sawaal hai, Harry Wells.

Ye batao, Harry, ke tumhari thinking cap

dark matter ki resonant inductive coupling kaise karti hai?

-Jo inductive... -Tum se baat ki maine?

Yaad naheen. Oh, ruko. Main naheen.

Ye chhota banda Cisco hoga, tum ab dabbe mein ho.

Aur dabba meri jeb mein.

Harry se baat hai, asaal sawaal.

Resonant coupling se kaise nibatti hai?

Woh...

Pata tha. Ise naheen pata.

Ise naheen pata.

Saada Harry ab waqai saada Harry hai.

Naheen. Ye naheen...

Yaad hai, tumhein dabbe mein rakha tha. Dabbe mein.

Ab dabba dab chuka hai jeb mein.

Jo hua hai woh asaan hai.

Tumhari thinking cap sahee naheen chali.

Aur tumhari behtreen zahanat naheen rahi!

-Aisa naheen hua tha. -Yehi hua tha.

Yehi hua.

Bechara Harry.

-Herr Wells... -Haan.

Kya tum madad karoge ya naheen?

-Naheen. -Kyun naheen?

Council of Wells ek anjuman hai

ek bartar zehen rakhne walon ki jo aise hi logon ki

azmaishein lein.

Council of Wells hai, koi ehmaqon ki anjuman naheen!

-Dekho is insaan ko. -Dikh raha hai.

Kya ye tum mein se naheen?

Kya tum ye keh rahe ke tum kisi apne ko

isiliye dhoka do ge kyun ke woh

kisi na likhe hue zahanat ke paimaane par naheen utarta?

Toh tum samajh rahe ho.

Apne saada dost ki tarah naheen, jo ab tumhein samajhna hoga.

Alvida!

Naheen, woh durust hai.

Main hoon ek ehmaq.

Hey, tum ehmaq naheen.

Ramon, chalo. Haqeeqat ka saamna karte hain.

Meri ziada tar science ja chuki hai, aur math bhi.

Zabaan iske baad, aur iska ham kuch naheen kar sakte.

Naheen, iska ulat hai,

ham hi the jisne ye council banayi

aur aisa hi hai, aur unhone agar madad na ki,

toh bas ek rasta bachta hai.

Nayi council, ziada samajhdar council.

Ek behtar council.

Hey, Caitlin.

Tumhare paas ibuprofen hai?

Qudrati madde ke parhne ki wajah se, mujhe migraine ka dard hogaya hai.

Oh, shukriya.

Tumhara ek chhota sa...

Acupuncture.

Jab se pata laga ke mere DNA mein ab tak ek cryogenic anomaly hai,

main har tarah ki medical science jaanch rahi hoon

Killer Frost ko laane ke liye.

Tumhein woh waqai yaad arahi hai, haina?

Haan. Killer Frost mera hissa thi,

aur maine usko tasleem karna shuru kiya hi tha ke use chhen liya gaya.

Mere paas raste khatam ho rahe hain.

Mujhe pata hai ye us jaisa naheen

lekin lapata logon ke cases rahe hain mere.

Aur kya karte ho jab koi deewar ati hai?

Main kisi aur jagah se waar karta hoon.

Agar ye madadgar ho. Khaer, shukriya.

Ham is par ghalat simt se hamla kar rahe hain.

Pata hai hamein ek technology se azaad projectile chahyye.

DeVoe ke satellites ko rokne ke liye

toh ham ek cheez ko dhund rahe hain, lekin hamein ek insan chahyye.

-Amunet. -Amunet Black?

Mujhe pata hai ideal naheen

lekin Amunet ki psychic quwwat wale alnico tukrre sirf khatarnak naheen.

Balke DeVoe ki Kilgore wali quwwat se bhi mehfooz hain.

Ideal naheen? Matlab, tumhein aghwa kiya.

Mujhe meta ghulami mein bechne ki koshish ki.

Aur meri bachelorette party barbad ki, matlab...

-Ye naheen... -Matlab, durust ho.

Haan, ye itni bari baat naheen, lekin tum jante ho.

Haan, ham Amunet ke saath naheen ho sakte.

Woh mujrim hai.

Snart bhi mujrim hai. Killer Frost bhi.

Unke saath kaam kiya.

Dekho, agar Amunet ko maaf kar bhi dein sab ke liye...

Jo ke bari baat hai.

Tumhein kyun lagta hai woh madad karegi?

Maine use ek alag andaaz mein dekha hai.

Meri pehle bhi madad ki hai, yaqeen hai phir karegi.

Mujhe umeed naheen thi ke Amunet ka adda aisa hoga.

Kuch tabdeeliyan zaroori ki hain.

Waqai, larrkon?

Marwana chahte ho? Flash hai, ehmaqon.

Aur Caitlin librarian jaisi dikhti zaroor hai,

lekin woh ek sard darinda hai.

Amunet kahan hai?

Waqai? Mujhe, Norvock, ko hello naheen kahogi?

Haal chaal?

Apne naye boss se milwaogi bhi naheen?

Oh, main iska boss naheen. Dost hoon.

Kitna pyari baat hai?

Norvock, Amunet kahan hai?

Maheenon se la pata hai woh.

Mere khayal se woh mar chuki hai.

Toh Amunet ja chuki hai?

Jo pata laga, Warden Wolfe wale samjhote ki barbaadi ke baad

woh meta trafficking ke kaam se chali gayi hai.

Caitlin, kya tumhein koi zaati jankari hai jis se uska pata chale?

Oh, pata naheen. Amunet ziada naheen batati thi,

aur ghair mutawaqqa, aur zara jazbati,

jaise kabhi pata hi na chale ke kya hoga.

Pata hai, jab usne Christmas pe aghwa kiya tha

usne bataya ke woh flight attendant thi.

Mere khayal se woh jahaaz par thi, jab particle accelerator phata.

Acha, is pe kaam kar sakte hain. Dekhte hain.

Haan, aisa lagta hai ke 35 flights theen hawa mein

jis raat particle accelerator phata tha.

Cisco, kya flight manifesto dekh sakte ho?

Haan, aur jahaaz ki jankari ko...

Cross reference kar sakte ho, facial recognition se?

Mera dimagh parhna band karo?

Uska asli naam Leslie Jocoy hai?

Shayad woh apne asli naam se kaam kar rahi hai, farzi naheen.

Uska koi jurm naheen tha, particle accelerator phatne se pehle...

-Toh, bura mansooba naheen. -Sahee.