All language subtitles for Resident Alien S02E15_track3_[eng]

- Previously
on "Resident Alien"...

- If you care even just
a little bit about me,

you need to tell me
what’s really going on.

- It’s fine.
- No.

- Maybe it’s best
if we just leave it at this.

- [sobs]

- I’m not an alien.

The aliens are the ones
who took me.

- You remember.

You’re not supposed
to remember.

- You’re one of them.

- What is this?
- Oh, that was a hoax

started by the mayor’s son.

I already questioned him.
It was nothing.

Unless it means something
to you.

[somber music]

♪ ♪

[both chuckle]

- Wow.

You went all out.

I can’t believe you made this.

- Well, it is a special day.

He or she
would have been two today.

- Honey, listen.

Maybe it’s time we try again,
hmm?

- Honey...

I love you.

I just--
- I know.

It’s just too soon.

- Okay.

But just...

say the word when you’re ready,

and I promise
to bring my A game.

- [chuckles]

You always bring your A game.
- Mm.

- Sometimes your B and C game.
- [laughs]

- [laughs]

- You, uh...
[electricity warbles]

- Think it’s okay
if we sing "Happy Birth"--

[ominous music]

- [screams]

- What the hell happened?

- They took me again.

I saw our baby.

It’s a boy.

[sobs] It’s a boy!

[screams]

[sobbing]

[Brown Bird’s "Bilgewater"]

[laid-back acoustic strumming]

♪ ♪

[banging at door]

- Open up.

Honey, let me in!

- Honey, what are you doing?

Oh, my gosh.
Come--come inside.

- W-what am I doing down here?

- I...

You tell me.

I--you were just yelling

and--and knocking
and asking me to let you in.

You--your hands are ice cold.

- Huh.

- Hey, come on.
I’ll make you some tea.

- Yeah, I think
I was sleepwalking.

- Since when do you sleepwalk?

- [sighs] Well, I...

did it a couple times as a kid.

Yeah, I’d sleepwalk
and always have the same dream.

- What was the dream?

- Uh, well, I’m in bed
with a broken leg,

and my whole family
is standing over me.

You know, my mom, dad,
aunts, uncles.

Yeah, it’s so weird.

I keep trying to ask
for their help,

but nothing comes out
of my mouth.

- Hmm.

- And they just...stand there

looking at me...

not doing anything.

- Hmm.

Why are you having
this nightmare now

after all these years?

- Maybe it’s those new sheets
you got.

- Uh, no.

Those are Egyptian cotton.

They were, like, $200,

- Great, now I’m gonna
have nightmares

about how much you spent
on sheets.

- All right. Here we go.

Number 17
on the Joe’s Diner menu,

Rocky Mountain eggs over easy.

Maybe. Who knows?

You’ll have to see
when you get inside the egg.

Everybody loves a mystery.

- Doesn’t matter
as long as someone else

is doing the cooking.

- Good morning.

Mmm.
- Hello.

- Welcome to D’arcy’s Diner.

I made you your favorite,
blueberry pancakes.

- Oh, that...

is your favorite.

- Yeah, well,
I’m your favorite,

so whatever is in my stomach
is your favorite.

- Hmm.

Thank you, but I will
just have coffee today.

And, you know, you don’t have
to cook breakfast

for us every day.

- Speak for yourself.

- Well, it’s the least
I could do.

You know, you’ve been
letting me stay here

the last few days, and...

getting over the pain pills
was hard, you know?

But thanks to you, I feel like
I’m over the hump.

- Okay. Great.

Okay, so you’re gonna
go back to work today.

- Oh. Ugh.

I mean, you know,
it’s a big hump.

- Oh.
- You know, my recovery group

meets for three hours a day.

And then after that, it’s like,
where’s the day gone?

You know? Love to. Can’t.

So...
- Hmm.

- I think I’m gonna do
some laundry

and then start
on tonight’s lasagna.

- Uh-huh.
- Hmm.

- Hey, do you wanna go

to the record store later,
maybe?

Get some new vinyl? New stuff?

Think about it.

- She doesn’t seem very eager

to go back to her life,
does she?

- Well, I’m sure
she will eventually.

[chuckles]
- I don’t know.

You know, going back to work,

at least she’s gonna
face the world, right?

How fulfilling could it be
cooking all day?

- I don’t know.

I mean, why don’t you ask
the roof over your head?

Oh, okay, I’m sorry.

I love this roof.

Okay? But so does she.

Like, a lot.

So maybe you could give her
a nudge, you know?

I’m her best friend.
It’s delicate.

But I’ll need
to be there for her

when my mean old dad
kicks her out.

Please?

- Fine.
- Okay.

- She’ll be gone
by the time you get home.

- Thank you.
- I’ll talk to her.

Right after she makes
the lasagna.

- [laughs]

You’re enjoying this
way too much.

- [muffled]

- I discovered humans
are bound together.

They are committed
to each other through family,

work, a common cause.

I came to Earth
because I was committed

to saving the planet.

Ah! Ahh-ahh!

And I will stop anybody

who gets in my way...
[electricity buzzing]

and take their cool things.

[laughs]

[knocks at door]
- Harry? Are you in there?

[clattering]

[sighs]

You’re not answering
your phone.

- Did you call me to tell me
to come in to work?

- Yes.

- That is why
I did not answer it.

- Well, if you would have
answered it,

you would know
that I ran into Liv,

and she said the alien tracker
has left town.

- Oh!

- So you can come out
of hiding.

And we have a backlog,

so I could really use you
at the clinic.

- Oh, I cannot come in
to work today

’cause I’m sick...with a fever.

- Oh?

- Y--ow!

- You don’t have a fever.

- I mean the gout.

I’ve been eating organ meats...

on my pizza.

- Your baby is sleeping.

- What was that?

- That was me.

I’m practicing ventriloquism.

[high-pitched voice]
Your baby is sleeping.

I’m very good at it.

Goodbye.

- Your baby is turning.

- [high-pitched voice]
The baby is turning.

Into what? [laughs]

- Harry.
[device beeps]

- [muffled]

- What did you do?

- [muffled]

- Oh!

How did that get
into my bunker?

I need to call
an exterminator.

[grumbles]

- Oh, God. I am so sorry.

Harry can be
a little serial killer-y.

- [groans]

- What are you thinking?
You’re kidnapping people now?

- I had to.
He tried to electrocute me

with his cooking stick
for no reason.

- You ripped an implant
out of my neck.

I almost bled to death.

- I did not rip.

I cut with the scalpel.

Oh! That did not heal well.

You should have put vitamin E
on it.

- That chip was my only
connection with my son.

Now I may never find him again
thanks to this monster.

- This is why I wrapped a rag
around his mouth.

- Stop.
W-what happened to your son?

- [sighs]

Our baby was abducted
out of my wife’s womb

when she was eight months
pregnant.

- Unlikely.

- We were on a bus,
and the next thing I knew,

she was screaming
and the baby was gone.

- That must have been awful.

- It was.

They implanted me
with a tracking chip,

and over the years
they would take one

or both of us up to see him,

but they stopped that
after he took my chip.

- I am so sorry.

Harry’s sorry too.
Aren’t you, Harry?

- No.

That thing looks ugly.
- Harry.

- Do you put sunscreen on it?

It’s the size of a scallop.

- I’m sorry.
- You know what?

- I’m so sorry.
- It’s too late.

- Harry.

- Here, in my pocket
is my only picture of my son.

[gentle piano music]

- Oh.

- Yeah.

Do you have kids?

- Yeah. I have a daughter.

- I just keep thinking,

what could I have done
differently?

- I know how you feel.

- Why are you talking
like you are friends now?

He is an enemy.

He is not our friend.

The only reason
I have kept him alive

is because I need to learn more
about the Greys.

And to torture him a little.

I’m not touching you.

Oh!

I’m not touching you.

- You should be
helping each other,

not trying to kill one another.

- I would be willing to do that
if you will just untie me.

- Ha-ha! Ha-ha-ha-ha!

What are you doing?

He wants to kill me.

- I swear on my son,

I won’t hurt you
if you don’t hurt me.

- Whatever.

I’ll swear at your son too.

There is no point
in me resisting.

Asta always does
the right thing.

It is her most annoying trait.

That and she never lets me
kill anyone.

- [snoring]

Oh!

- What is going on?

I mean, I’ve never seen you
sleep on the job before.

I mean, maybe metaphorically,
but never literally.

- Look, I--I didn’t get
a lot of sleep

last night, okay?
- Okay, look here,

this is a place
of business, all right?

So I don’t wanna here nothing
about your sexual Etch-A-Sketch

nipple play with your wife,
all right?

- I agree. I don’t ever wanna

hear that spoken out loud
either.

- You know what?
I’ma tell you something.

You need to write this down.

Ahh.

Sleep...

is a state of mind.

You’re welcome.

- Yeah, I think
that’s a known thing.

Might even be
in the definition.

- Here you go.
- Thanks, Debra.

- Good morning, Sheriff.

- Good morning, Debra.

Did you see that?

- What?

- Debra’s, like, the nicest
person in the office,

but do I get a, "Hi, Ben"?

No. Just, "Here you go."

No, she hates me.
- What?

That woman hates no one
and no thing.

She cried for two days when
that big plant out there died.

Look, this whole lack of sleep
has got you paranoid.

- No, don’t you see
what’s going on here?

Debra is one
of the anti-resorters.

She has it in for me.

Yup. See? Lukewarm.

She probably blew on it
all the way over here.

- Well, that’s actually hot.
That’s--

[slurps]

That’s a good cup
of coffee right there.

- Well, not anymore.

- The steak is enough.

I don’t know why you need a--
a dumb onion.

- Because I’m starving.

All you fed me for three days
is gruel.

- It was
unflavored instant oatmeal.

A-and it’s heart-healthy.

[sniffs]

You’re welcome.

- If you sharpen the knife,

the onion will
make you cry less.

- I know how to chop an onion.

I’m only crying because...

I saw a video this morning
of a dog,

uh, playing with a bird.

- Yeah, I saw that.

It’s fake.

- It was not fake.

[sniffs]

It was beautiful.

- Don’t use your hand--
- Ahh!

I got onion in my eye.

- Mm.
- Son of a bitch!

- I’ll take it from here.

- You take it from here.

- Are you sure your intel
on the Greys is accurate?

- I am sure.

It was implanted
in an alien baby.

The offspring was mine.

But I only got half the message
before the thing ran off,

and then the government
stole it.

- You sound more upset
about the message

than about losing your child.

- It was an important message.

- Well, but it’s your baby.

It’s a part of you.

Caring for it is instinctual.

At least your baby
is being held

at a military base.

Who knows where mine is by now?

- A military base?
What military base?

- There’s a secret base
in Wyoming,

possibly not even funded
by our government.

It’s where I suspect
they keep alien specimens

and probably all their
information on the Greys.

If they took your alien baby,
that’s where it would be.

- How do I get to this base?

- Forget about it.
It’s like Fort Knox.

A friend on the inside
gave me some schematics,

and then he was killed for it.

I even tried to contact
this General McCallister,

who’s supposed to be
in charge there.

That was a mistake.

They were all over me
after that.

I had to go underground
to get away from them.

- Maybe they will let you in

if you have something
they want.

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

- Harry.

Peter?

- "Dear Asta,
if you are reading this,

"you are already in my house.

"Me and Pete are going
to break into a military base.

"If we do not come back,
we are dead.

"But do not worry,
that means you will soon

"be dead too.

"You can watch my TV
until that happens.

Stay sweet. Harry."

[tense music]

- So, Detective Torres,
she graduated top of her class

with a degree in criminal
justice from St. John’s.

So obviously she’s smart,
right?

That goes in the pro column.

- Yeah, I don’t think doing
a background check

on someone you like
is a good way

to start a romance.

I never did a background check
on John.

- Oh, that’s okay. I ran him.
He’s clean.

You on the other hand,

you got a C-minus
in social studies.

- Mr. Miller had it in for me.

He said I asked
too many questions.

I mean, do you think I ask
too many questions?

Oh, wow.

- Okay, how about this?
Her blood type is O negative.

Is that a pro or a con?

O negative is universal doner.

They can save a lot of lives,
so pro.

- See, I don’t know about that.

- Why is that, sir?

- I mean, think about it.

People who save a lot of lives,
they give a lot of blood.

But every time they do it,

they get juice and cookies,
right?

Now, what happens if I wanna go
on a picnic, right,

and she just gave blood?

She ain’t gonna have
no appetite

for my lemonade
and snickerdoodles.

I’ll probably have to wait
a week.

Hell, and the ants too.
Now nobody’s happy.

- I don’t know what to say
except that’s just stupid.

- Wow.

How is it possible that
something so negative

can come out of the same face

that makes such beautiful
mouth trumpet sounds?

Huh?
- [sighs]

I’m sorry, sir.

I’m just worried about Peter.

I went on his website

and noticed that he hadn’t
posted anything recently,

and he always posts something,
even if it’s just

to say hi to his fans and
announce the month’s birthdays.

- Man, mine was coming up soon.

[imitates sad trombone noise]

- Aww, I’m sure he’s fine,
Deputy.

- What if Peter did try
to confront an alien

and the alien ended up
taking him captive?

Or worse.
- Okay, now, you might have got

a C-minus in social studies,

but you probably got an A
in conspiracy theories.

- It’s not an actual course.

- How about this one?
She likes rabbits.

Now, see, that’s definitely
a con to me,

’cause I can’t be competing
against something

so furry and cute, right?

And I definitely don’t
shit pellets.

- No. Have you been listening
to me at all?

- What?

- Exactly.

[door closes]

- Hey. How was your day?

- Not great.

I just went to Harry’s
and found this.

I’m worried.

"If we do not come back,
we are dead."

What the hell is that supposed
to mean?

- Well, I don’t think
the problem

with the note is clarity.

- Dan, let’s go.

- She’s still here?

I thought you were supposed
to talk to her.

- I did.

She left
and got her PlayStation

and came back.
- Oh, okay.

- Okay, all set.
Dan, come on. Let’s go.

The Night Monster’s coming.

- Gotta go. The Night Monster.

- Dad.

Okay.

- Where are my Moggles?

Oh, grr.
Now the Beefalo are mad.

- Use your Ham Bat.
[knocks on door]

- Oh, that must be baby-skank
with the snacks.

- You invited Judy?

- Well, you don’t have to
let her in.

You can just take
the snacks.

- We need chips.
- We need sanity.

We’re down to 15%.

- Hey, Judy.
- Hey, Asta!

- Oh.
- Thank you so much

for taking care of our girl.
- Sure.

- I got it from here.

Best friend in the house
with snacks.

- Judy.
- I got you.

Okay, so tonight, D’arcy...

- Judy.
- I got my place tricked out

for you, okay?

I wiped down my comforter.

I--I--

I fixed my "Goonies" tape.
Remember?

And I’ve had, like,
all your favorite candy

out on the counter for, like,
give, take three days

just in case you were to,
you know, have come by sooner.

- Right, but I’m not staying
with you.

- I know. I know that.

That is a better plan
that I stay here.

I totally get it now.

’Cause I weirdly do have a lot
of mice all of a sudden.

- Do you?
- Mm-hmm.

- Huh.

- I’ve made friends with one.

He’s very short.

And I call him...
Bernard.

Like British people say,
"Bernard."

I’m like, "Bernard,
is there more cheese?"

And he’s like,
"No. It’s all mine,"

which is so cute.

[Werepig growls]
- What is this?

[tense music]

♪ ♪

- Sorry, you can’t be here.
This is a restricted area.

- I have a delivery
for General McCallister.

- There’s no one here
by that name.

- You sure about that?

♪ ♪

May I show you something?

♪ ♪

- Jesus Christ.

♪ ♪

- Get me the general.

- [growls]

- Where did you find...this?

- Not out here.

Let’s talk inside.

- I run this base.

You don’t get
to dictate anything.

- Raa!

[growls]

- Well, I am the one
with the alien,

so I will dictate
whatever I want to dictate.

♪ ♪

- You have 20 minutes.

Make it count.

♪ ♪

- [laughs]

- [mouths words]

[tense music]

♪ ♪

- You have about eight minutes
left.

- My sources tell me
this is where you keep

information on alien activity.

I want it.

- Maybe you should stop
listening to rumors from loons

wearing antenna headbands

at your ridiculous
little conventions.

- You seem to know
a lot about me.

- I like to know
who the threats are.

- I’m not a threat.

[alarm blaring]

[tense music]

♪ ♪

- [shouts indistinctly]

[grunts]

- [grunts]

[both grunting]

[suspenseful music]

- So this is it.

You planned this all along.

What are you doing,

working with that thing
you brought with you?

- Now you’re being ridiculous.

Maybe I’m just quick
on my feet.

I would never work
with an alien.

[alarm blaring]

- [laughs]

- Here’s to sending
those resort bastards

on a getaway of their own.

- Let’s not get too excited
yet.

It’s just a TRO.
We’ve got a long way to go.

- I know, but if I’m drinking
before dinner

and we tie it to work,

it just feels
more professional.

- Okay, yeah.
I can drink to that.

- Yeah.
[laughter]

- Hi.
- Mm.

- Have you seen John?

I’m meeting him for a drink.
- Nope.

- Oh, why don’t you sit with us
until he gets here?

- Yeah.
- We’re celebrating.

We just got a temporary
restraining order

for the resort.

- Oh, that’s great.

Whoo-hoo.
- Okay.

I thought you’d be a little bit
more excited than that.

- Oh, I am. I’m sorry.

I’ve been waiting to hear
from a friend of mine.

They’re in trouble,
so until I hear back,

I’m just a little worried
about them, you know?

- Yeah. That’s hard.

- I just don’t like this
feeling of being helpless.

- You’re, like, the least
helpless person I know.

Look at us.

We’re slowing down
this huge resort company.

There’s always something
that can be done.

- Thanks. Thanks.

- Hey, I get the feeling
helpless thing.

That’s me too these days.

Ben’s--he’s going through
something.

He’s been having
these nightmares.

He’s even been sleepwalking.

- Sleepwalking.
He’s doing that again?

- You know about that?
- Oh, yeah.

When we were young,
he wrote a paper on it

for English class.

Apparently, he ended up outside
and got locked out,

and they found him
on the porch the next morning

snuggling up
to the neighbor’s cat.

- Oh, that’s awful.

- I--I had no idea.

Poor Ben.
- Yeah.

My cat was never the same,
either.

- Oh.

- [indistinct].
I’m clear. How about you?

- All clear.
- [indistinct].

- [indistinct].

You two cover the door
at the perimeter.

- Augh.

- He’ll have to come
through us.

- Let’s go. Let’s do it.

[indistinct shouting]

- [grunts]

[eerie music]

I remember you assholes.

[alarm blaring]

[energy blasts]

all: Ahh!

[tense music]

- Why kill soldiers
who attack you

when they may be useful
to you in the future?

It is like buying pizza

and shoving extra napkins
into your pocket.

You never know
when they may come in handy.

♪ ♪

[chuckles]

[alarm blaring]

Hey, dickhead!

[laughs]
- Straight ahead!

- There he is, right there!

Hold up.
- Hold, hold.

- Holy shit.

Schneider, Bennewitz,
you’re up.

[all grunting, shouting]

♪ ♪

- Come on!
- Okay.

- You are making
a huge mistake.

[rapid gunfire]

You have no idea what these
things are capable of.

Any one of them
could be an alien.

[alarm blaring]

- An alien.

- Hey!

You are
that high-haired gentleman

that I met
at the alien convention.

I ate your...
flower-shaped fruit.

- That was you?
- [laughs]

- I have so many questions
for you.

Where are you from?

Who were your first teachers?

And when...
[loud clattering]

- Get down!
- Hey, I--

I’m a little bit busy
right now.

Uh, maybe we could do this
another time.

- Sure.
Thanks for springing me.

Oh.

[gentle music]

♪ ♪

- I’m not really a hugger.

You should run.

- Exit?

- Oh, it’s down the hallway.

Take a left just after
the dead bodies.

- Thanks.

I knew they existed!

- This way.

[alarm blaring]

- [shouting indistinctly]

- [warbling]

- [grunts]

- [warbling]

- There you are.

[warbles]

- [warbles]

[squeaks]

[high-pitched tone]

- Hello, Harry. I’m Goliath.

[alarm blaring]

[tense music]

[computer beeps]

- Do you have any idea
how dangerous

those specimens could be?

- I don’t need your warnings.

I’m an expert in all of this.
- [sighs]

- They don’t call me
the Alien Tracker for nothing.

- How many aliens have you
actually tracked and captured?

Besides the one
that you’re working with.

- Why besides the one?

Isn’t one enough?
It’s an alien.

- Anyone can find
just one alien.

- No. Not anyone.

Do you have an alien?

- I’m not saying.

- That’s a no.
- Fine.

- You don’t have one, and I do.

- Okay.
- Good.

I’m glad we agree.

Do you really have an alien?

[high-pitched tone]

- Finally.

I have gotten what I have been
searching for,

the message I traveled back
in time to give to myself.

[sighs]

Thank you for your service.

I do not need you anymore.

You can go and find
some goats to eat.

- [warbling]

Daddy.

[gentle music]

Daddy.

- [sighs]

What am I feeling?

Is this the connection
between a parent and child

humans talk about?

Connection is supposed
to make you feel stronger,

so why do I feel weaker?

I need to hold you.

- [squeaks]

♪ ♪

- I am...your father.

[Neil Diamond’s "Heartlight"]

And you are my...

spawn.
[chuckles]

I will protect you.

- ♪ Just made a friend ♪

♪ ♪

♪ A friend is someone
you need ♪

- Come here, you little shit.

What?

I got your nose.

I got your nose.
- [screams]

- [laughs]

I don’t actually have it.

Don’t freak out.

Peek-a-baah!

I’ll eat your heart out!

♪ ♪

Whee-oo!

- ♪ Turn on your heartlight ♪

- Whee--oh, God.

Oh, sweet Jesus.

- ♪ Wherever you go ♪

♪ Let it make a happy glow ♪

♪ For all the world to see ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Turn on your heartlight ♪

♪ In the middle
of a young boy’s dream ♪

♪ Don’t wake me up too soon ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Gonna take a ride
across the Moon ♪

[Werepig growling]

- Oh, yeah! Suck it, Werepig!

[laughter]

- And with only
a Tentacle Spike.

- Nice.
- Yeah. That’s my best friend.

- Maybe it’s time
to take a break.

- You’re right.
We need more drinks.

- Ooh, ooh. Get me a soda.
- Two sodas.

- These spicy chips are, like,
burning a hole in my stomach.

- Oof.

[sighs]

- Elliot’s a jerk
for breaking up with you.

- Aww, thanks, Jude.

- Yeah.

You’re probably, like,
really worried now.

He’s probably just, like,
banging chicks left and right.

- Well, now I am.

- What do you think
you’re doing, Dad?

- Isn’t it obvious?

- I’m helping D’arcy
find Glommer’s Statue.

- Okay, you promised
to talk to D’arcy.

What happened to that?

- Well, she seemed a little raw

when she came back
from her meeting.

Didn’t seem the right time
to push her out into the world.

- Oh, God.
[chuckles]

Dad, I love how compassionate
you are.

And I get it. Really, I do.

I was the one rubbing her feet
and holding her head up

while she was throwing up
detoxing, okay?

But we can’t--

we can’t keep indulging her.

She’s not a child.

If you don’t push her
into the real world

and force her to live her life,
you’re just enabling her.

- You’re absolutely right.

- I know.

It’s time she moves out.

- It’s time for you
to move out.

- What was that?

- You’re right.
You’re not a child.

I love you too much
to enable you.

Consider this your push.

[gentle piano music]

- Yeah, but--

that’s not...

♪ ♪

[alarm blaring]

- Come on. Come on.
- Come on.

-I’m right behind you.

[tense music]

♪ ♪

- Oh, my God.

It’s my son.

- What?
- My son is here.

You’ve had him this whole time.

[computer beeps]

- Uncuff me.

I can help you.

- Forgive me if I don’t
believe you.

[tense music]

[gentle acoustic guitar music]

- [sighs]

♪ ♪

- [grunts]
’Scuse me. Excuse me.

- Okay.
- If I could just tell you

about your car’s extended
warranty.

- [laughs]
- Excuse me.

Excuse me.

- Ugh.

[laughs]

Oh.

Remember when we used
to lay here

and stare at these stars
when we were little kids?

- [chuckles]
And high teenagers.

- [laughs] Oh, yeah. That too.

[laughs]

- And we would talk for hours
about our future.

- Mm.

- We were both gonna marry
Lee Smith.

- [laughs]
- You know, and then I’d...

screw it up inevitably and you
could have him to yourself.

- Hey, you were under
a lot of pressure

being in that tournament.

- Yeah, don’t make excuses
for me.

You know, other people were
in the tournament.

They didn’t get hooked on pills
and have to hole up

at their best friend’s house
because being alone

is worse than death.

- You’re not alone.
- [sighs]

I know.

It’s stupid. I’m an adult.

I should be able
to take care of my own shit.

- [scoffs] It’s not stupid.

I’m clearly not a fan
of being alone either.

I mean,
I haven’t lived on my own in...

well, ever.

[sighs]

I’ve never even had
my own place.

- Maybe we could
move in together.

Then you’d have your own place.

- Really?

Oh, my God.

Ooh, maybe we could get
a house by a lake.

Oh, like your grandmother’s
old cabin.

- Oh, my God.

We’d have to get one of those
old TVs like she had.

- Yeah, with the rabbit ears.

[laughs]
- Yeah.

That thing was fuzzy as shit.
- Mm-hmm.

- You couldn’t see anything.

And so Gramps would hold
the antenna...

- Mm-hmm.

- So her soaps would come
into focus

and she could watch.

- God. He loved her so much.

That was so cute.

♪ ♪

- I...

I get that--that--

that fuzziness.

It’s...

it’s like my life
in a nutshell.

♪ ♪

That’s why I had to be here
this week.

♪ ♪

When I’m around you,
it’s like...

you’re holding the antenna.

Everything gets clearer.

- I’ll always hold
your antenna.

♪ ♪

- Gross.
- [laughs]

[phone buzzing]

’Scuse me.
- Oh!

[laughter]

- Hello? [laughs]

♪ ♪

What?

Oh, okay. Whoa.

Thanks, Ellen.

- What is it?

- It’s Ben.

[all grunting]

- I’m looking for my son!

[tense music]

♪ ♪

I’m looking for my son!

♪ ♪

- Dad?

[all grunting]

- Son!

♪ ♪

- Robert. Stop.

Don’t go to him.

You belong to us.

♪ ♪

You made the wrong choice.

- No!

[gunshot]

♪ ♪

[dramatic music]

[both grunting]

- [snarls]

- [gagging]

- [growls]
- [warbles]

- [growls]

[grunting]

- Get him. Get him.

Get him.

- Ahh! Ugh!

[tense music]

♪ ♪

- You f--you found your baby.

♪ ♪

- So did you.

- It’s too late for me.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

Please...

save him.

Save my son.

♪ ♪

[gasps]

- Ahh! Robert!

- Let’s go.

♪ ♪

[tense music]

♪ ♪

- [grunting]

♪ ♪

- Heh-heh-heh-heh.

- Stop. Don’t move.

- [growls]

- You can’t take him.

Put him down.

- [screeches]

♪ ♪

[grunts]

[gasps]

♪ ♪

- [growling]

- [gasps]

- [squeaks]

- [whimpers]

♪ ♪

[panting]

- We’re in here!
- [indistinct].

- This way.

- [panting]

[sighs]

- Look, I’m fine.

- Don’t worry.

Just go along with my story.

I already told the cops
you hit an ice patch.

You weren’t drinking.

- I--I wasn’t drinking.

- Exactly. Just like that.

- Oh, my God.

What happened?

- He’s fine.
He veered off the road.

He definitely wasn’t drunk.

- I wasn’t.
- That’s what I said.

- Thank God you’re okay.

- I’ll let you two be alone.

But just know,
if you decide to have sex,

these walls have ears.

Mostly because I stand close by
and listen,

and my phone camera’s set
to 4K.

- I--I wasn’t drunk.

I nodded off for a second,
but I’m fine, really.

- We have to do something
about this.

We cannot live this way.

- I was just a little tired.

- Yes, because
you haven’t been sleeping.

I think I know why.

Liv told me the story

about you getting locked out
of your house.

And that and the dreams
that you’ve been having

about your family
not helping you.

They mean something.

You felt abandoned by them,

and now you feel
abandoned by me,

because I’ve been fighting you
so hard on the resort,

but you don’t have to worry
about that anymore, okay?

There’s--there’s a lot of good
that can come

from having a resort in town.

So I’m with you.

- I don’t want you to stop
doing what you believe in.

- I have to do something.

- You know how they say
your life...

flashes before your eyes when
you think you’re gonna die?

[gentle music]

I feel like that might have
happened to me.

- Oh, honey.

- I--I don’t know.

It was, like, all of a sudden,

when I was crashing, I...

remembered all these things
at once.

You know,
all these special moments.

And they were all here.

You know, in Patience.

With people that I love.

With you...and Max.

Asta, Dan, D’arcy,

Kayla, Liv, Mike.

- [coughs]

Ellen.

- Ellen.
- Aww.

♪ ♪

- I’ve been trying so hard
to change this town...

to make it perfect.

And it already is.

At least to me.

And...

I don’t want it to change.

♪ ♪

I’m just so tired...

of trying to get everyone
to like me.

- Oh, honey.

Everybody loves you.

- [sighs]

No, they don’t.

I’m just the mayor to them.

- No.
- But I know that you do.

You know,
and that’s what matters.

- I do.

♪ ♪

[tense music]

♪ ♪

- There you are.

But who is that with you?

[dramatic music]

[engine revving]

[gate clangs]

♪ ♪

[alarm blaring]

- Secure the room.
- All right, got it.

[tense music]

Clear.

- Thank God I still have the
alien ball.

Oh, shit.

[The Felice Brothers’
"Radio Song"]

♪ ♪

- The Alien Tracker
was committed

to finding his child.

But it wasn’t just commitment

that made him willing
to die for it.

- [babbles]

[retches]

The alien ball.

♪ ♪

[laughs]

There was love too.

- ♪ Anna Bell ♪

♪ The dying leaves ♪

♪ Are dancing off
of the trees ♪

♪ They got an easy way ♪

- The word "commitment"
becomes something different

when you add love to it.

- ♪ Let’s you and me ♪

♪ Go dancing too ♪

♪ Wreck our dancing shoes ♪

- Humans call it devotion.

- ♪ Hey, hey, hey ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Anna Bell, the dying stars ♪

- What’d she say?
Are there any details?

- No, just that Ben was
in a car accident.

- This feeling of devotion
is not just for families.

If there is enough love,
anybody will feel it.

♪ ♪

- ♪ Let’s you and me ♪

♪ Go falling too ♪

- I was surprised
by the feeling of love I had

when I saw the baby.

That is understandable,
because I am new to Earth.

- ♪ Hey, hey, hey ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Please, don’t you ever die ♪

♪ You ever die, you ever die ♪

- But why does love surprise
humans?

- ♪ You moved me
all of my life ♪

- I hope he’s okay.

- Love is like air.

Even if you cannot see it,

you have to know it is there.

- ♪ Radio song ♪

♪ After every radio’s gone ♪

♪ Radio’s gone ♪

♪ Radio’s gone ♪

♪ ♪