Young Justice (2010–…): Season 4, Episode 15 - Ebb Tide - full transcript

- Thanks, Bibbo.
- Mm-hm.

Superman, we need to talk.

I think you're
a little confused.

We're not confused,
but we do need your help.

Poseidonis needs us.

Annax Orin.

- Anything?
- No.

We have found neither foot
nor fin of Ocean-Master.

Apologies.

No apologies necessary.

Orm has always been
a slippery fish.



And I am aware Black Lightning
has twice pulled you away

to lead missions for the League.

Much of this still
makes little sense to me.

Ocean-Master,
both before and after

he was revealed as my brother,

always had a method
to his madness.

He was never about
sowing chaos for chaos' sake.

What did he truly hope
to gain from his attack?

He had to know
that even in success,

Atlantis would never
have accepted him as king.

Perhaps, after six years
in an Atlantean prison

he simply wanted vengeance.

But then, why wait
so long to take it?

And your report, La'gaan?



I wish I had better news, Annax.

There's unrest in nearly
every city-state, particularly in...

Xebel.

Yes, incited by Xebel's
own King Nereus,

mass demonstrations,
protest... well, this.

Poseidonis' needs
seem to supersede

those of the other
seven principalities.

Our resources may
be stretched thin,

but we could not leave
Poseidonis in ruins.

For the pride of Atlantis,

Orm cannot be seen to have won.

And the funds for these repairs

came from Poseidonis'
own General Fund,

not from the Atlantean Treasury.

But with respect, My King,

this is not how the people
perceive the decision.

Ah, yes, perception.

When I was Aquaman,
everyone complained

my focus was not on Atlantis.

Now that it is my sole concern,

no one is ever satisfied
with my decisions.

Heavy the head that wears the crown.

I knew you would
understand, Kaldur'ahm.

Whoa!

Well, Ghosty, we've
covered a lot of ground,

and have gotten exactly nowhere.

I'm still hoping this heat
trail leads us to something.

Anyway, what choice do we have?

You know, besides
admitting we're actually dead.

Ma'al, ma'al, ma'al!

This is never gonna work.

Husband, rumors ride the
currents of every city-state

concerning the
mysterious stranger

with the power to
defeat Neptune's Trident.

It all fits the Prophecy
of the One True King.

An enemy attacked
and was driven away.

How many times has
that happened before?

Even against Ocean-Master
and the Trident?

Yes, we had help,

but that hardly
fulfills any prophecies.

Whether it does or does not
will hardly stop the rumors.

Perception.

All right. What are the
exact words of this Prophecy?

Show me the Tablet
of the Widowhood

and the Prophecy
of the One True King.

"Do seek Atlantis' Savior when,

The Labors Three
are done, and then,

We crown our King,
the One, the True,

And celebrate as all renew.

The Stranger come
from out our past

To quell the Trident's
threat at last...

Shall herald Seas
that bring Red Death,

But Three will rise,
restoring breath.

When best of these
gains Arion's Crown,

Our One True King
revives renown.

Anoint this King,
the One, the True,

And celebrate as all renew."

So the first condition of the
Prophecy seems to have been met,

perhaps, too perfectly.

Is it possible Orm
threw the fight

to make a hero out
of his conqueror?

That kind of manipulation,
at least, is more his style.

Possibly, though the stranger
did have real magic, real power.

Another reason why we must find
them both, my brother and the stranger.

Until now, the priority
has been to repair the city

and capture Orm, but
gather the Widowhood,

make the search for 'our
savior' their top priority.

I will see to it.

Delphis, I am certain

the families displaced by
Ocean-Master's attack appreciate your help.

I am not certain you understand

how much I value the opportunity

to be offering help to
someone other than myself.

That has not been my history.

Then you are welcome to stay,

helping for as long as you wish.

Oh, thank you, Kaldur.

Um, could you please
call your parents?

They do not want to be a bother,

but they are very
worried about you.

Yes, of course.

We shall give you some privacy.

- Kaldur.
- Hello.

Calvin, it's Kaldur.

- I hope you are both well.
- We are.

And very glad you called.

For which, I assume,
we have Delphis to thank.

I would have called on my own.

Eventually, but thank you.

The truth is, son,
we're worried about you.

Wyynde tell us you've
been hunting Ocean-Master

in between missions
for the Justice League.

While still trying to
mourn your friend Conner.

We have talked about this.

You take on too much.

Yes, we have talked about this.

I only do what must be done.

You do more than
that. You always have,

ever since you were a child.

As a child, I learned to be
responsible from the both of you.

- Oh...
- You learned to be responsible because of us, certainly.

But we were anything but
good role models of that virtue.

Stop, you were
wonderful parents.

We gave you love, always.

And maybe that was the best and most
important gift we could have given you.

But you forget how it was.

I was never home.

I was always leaving you
alone with your mother.

And I was
suffering from depression.

There were days I
could not leave our home.

You were my little
soldier, parenting me.

You overstate things.

No, but it is sweet
you remember hard times fondly.

You took odd jobs when I
could find no work anywhere in Shayeris,

except with Krush's
criminal gang.

We eventually got
our acts together.

Your mother sought
help, I found my way.

But the pattern was set.

Military training,
sorcery school,

becoming protege to the King.

Kaldur, you have always
been the adult in the room.

You need to take
time to just be you.

No, not until Orm is captured.

He is too great a threat to Atlantis.

- Kaldur... You need to see this.
- Huh?

Mother, Father, I have to go.

- Of course.
- We will talk again soon.

My friend Clark said
you wanted to see me.

Um, okay.

Thank Clark for us?

Look, we have a lot to explain.

It would help if you'd allow
me to telepathically link...

No. We talk with words.

I don't know you well enough
to give you access to my mind.

Fine, we are from the future.

We came back to your
era to prevent a disaster.

The death of Superboy.

We did save
his life outside the U.N. a year ago,

and no one knew,

But on Mars... we failed.

We can't tell you
how sorry we are.

We really can't.

If what you say is true,

why not go back in
time and try again?

Our Time-Sphere was destroyed.

We're stranded here now.

Just the two of you?

There were three of us,

but we lost our friend in the same
explosion that killed Superboy.

I saw no
evidence of a second fatality.

Neither did we.

But the last time we saw her,
she was flying to save Superboy.

And she never came back to us.

Eventually, we were
forced to conclude

she hadn't made it.

I'm so sorry.

But, if you lost
your Time-Sphere,

how did you get here from Mars?

- We asked for help and she said yes.
- She?

Thank you for the
warning, Nimue.

We haven't much time.

Mother of Goat,
Conner, get it together.

You have to believe to
touch anything. You know that!

No!

- Mera, what...
- Listen.

A new Chaos Lord was
here. Worse than Klarion.

She created this pillar of fire,
the source of these red waters.

Anything the red touches, dies.

I have warned the
sea life to steer clear.

High King Orin,
to all city-states,

this is a priority alert.

Stay away from Poseidonis
and the red water.

If you are within Poseidonis'
dome, stay inside.

Do not open the portals,

or allow any Atlanteans to exit.

That is an order.

- But...
- Understood.

No!

I can't maintain our
protection and my construct.

- Kaldur, take over the sphere.
- Yes, My Queen.

- What can I do?
- Exactly what you have been.

So, crowd control.

Blubber!

Help!

He's my best friend. I...

You cannot. The Red would
breach the dome, dooming us all.

Help!

You must get me beyond the Red.

Clear.

- Huh? King Orin?
- Hold on.

You should
have led with Bio-Ship.

She's a darn good
character reference.

What do you need?

You have to understand,

Superboy was a
great inspiration to us.

With him dead, your future,

our present is a
galactic disaster.

So, we need you
to take his place

at a crucial moment in time.

We need you to be in
Happy Harbor, Rhode Island,

ten years from today,
at 12 noon exactly.

And do what?

As Legionnaires, we have often asked
ourselves the question Superboy asked.

"What would Superman do?"

So, when the time
comes, ask yourself,

"What would Superboy do?"

That's
all we can ask, or reveal.

I can do that, or try, at least.

But what about the two of you?

It's best we don't tell you.

The timestream's fragile.

We're taking a
huge risk saying this much.

And you can't tell
anyone about us,

or Bio-Ship or anything.

So, please, get on board,

so we can get out of the way.

Black Lightning to Superman,

we're facing a
global mystic crisis.

I need you in Agra
at the Taj Mahal.

On my way. I have
to go. Good luck.

To us all.

Getting Superman
to take Superboy's place

should have fixed everything,

given us an instant reset.

So clearly Superman failed.

Didn't make it to Happy
Harbor or something.

You don't know that.

After multiple dousings
of Chronoton Radiation,

we may be so far outside
our original timeline,

we may never know if
we fixed things or not.

All we can do is keep trying.

Get Blubber
inside and seal the dome.

- As you command.
- Thank you, Your Majesty.

Careful, brother.

I cannot believe even you
would capitalize on this calamity

for your own ends.

Then, for once,
you are right, Orin.

I have, in fact, come to help.

After all, who wants to be
master of a dead ocean?

Now, hadn't you better retreat?

Re-entering
Poseidonis is impossible,

and I certainly have no intention
of saving your worthless skin.

Together, then!

Agreed.

My Queen, what
will Ocean-Master do

should you both succeed?

Try to kill us, probably.

But one crisis at a time.

Still it resists.

Ghosty, you're all right.

Ugh, why am I the only thing
that's solid to this creature?

It's attracted to my rage?

[Wolf grunts and Sphere beeps

Phew! Well, we
survived the monster.

But obviously, it's pointless
following that thing's heat trail,

so, now what?

What am I gonna do?

M'gann, what am I gonna do?

Suppression beams!

With everything we have!

Do seek Atlantis' Savior when

The Labors Three
are done, and then,

We crown our King,
the One, the True,

And celebrate as all renew.

The Stranger come
from out our past

To quell the
Trident's threat at last.

Shall herald Seas
that bring Red Death,

But Three will rise,
restoring breath.

When best of these
gains Arion's Crown,

Our One True King
revives renown.

Anoint this King,
the One, the True,

And celebrate as all renew.

Neptune's Beard. The Prophecy.

Prophecy?

Prophecy.

The Prophecy.

Delphis, stay here.

Fool! You think to
thwart me again?

No!

Orm of Poseidonis,
you are under arrest!

No. Not again. Never again!

Gotcha.

Take him away.

Our pleasure, Annax.

You will regret this, brother.

Delphis, is he...

Kaldur'ahm will be all right.

- And the queen?
- I am fine, Husband.

Or will be.

- Here.
- Wait.

You have saved us
twice. Who are you?

Merely a wanderer.

Happy to have been
of service to the Crown.

But what is your name?

I doubt you would
have heard of me.

Nevertheless, we want
to thank and honor you.

Unnecessary. I neither
need nor want such things.

Please?

In days gone by,
I was called Arion.

Arion? Arion, Lord of Atlantis?

Arion, the Founder of Atlantis?

Arion, the Failure of Atlantis.

Did you hear
that? What did he say?

Arion, Arion, Arion.

Arion, Arion.

Arion, Arion.

Um, who is this Arion?

The answer, perhaps,
to an ancient question.

Said answer thus raising
a thousand questions more.

Arion, Arion, Arion!

Kid Flash, we need to talk.

No, I think not.

Though the crisis
with Child has passed,

I believe we should leave
our valued assets here,

where they may be kept
safe against the next crisis.

Inevitably, another one

always seems to be
coming down the pike.

Have Psimon confirm that
the Psy-Backs are all intact.

Update the inventory.

Then seal this chamber,

making certain I
have the only key.

And be quick about it.

Our focus must turn to
Project Thrinos.

As of now,
it is our sole priority.