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That's one small step for man.

Have you ever looked around

and wondered, where's all this from?

All the stars, planets, houses, trees,

like, what is all this shit?

Want to know something crazy?

Time is an illusion.

Physicists say that the past, present, and future all

exist at the exact same moment.

Like, every possible thing that could ever occur

is occurring all at once.

So yeah, I guess I'm going to try

to explain the unexplainable.

Well, it all starts with me and a couple of friends

fucking around with the paranormal.

Let's go back to the beginning--

or is it the end?

Are you paying attention?

My worst trip was probably when I took three hits of acid

before my brother's birth.

What?

Yeah.

What do you mean you took three hits of acid?

Nobody takes three hits of acid, dumbass.

What I'm saying is I agree with you.

Nobody should do that.

I'm ashamed of myself.

It looked like my mom's body had an entirely other mouth,

except this one had a mustache.

It was eating babies.

Oh, shit.

You all right?

You know, Dallas, that's actually a story for your aunt

over at The Times.

Print that shit, we all win.

True, you should get a police sketch artist to illustrate the crime.

What? Illustrate your mom's vagina?

What the fuck's wrong with you?

Hey, art is art.

Let's do this.

Toe.

3 and 1.

Pull.

One more.

Go.

Come on, come on, come on, come on.

Ow, Jesus!

Toe!

Ow!

Put that down.

You guys hear something?

There it is again.

Shit.

Here. Can you tell him to say it again?

I wasn't recording.

Tell who to say it again?

It's not a fucking sex phone operator.

It wasn't on! Make them do it again.

Yo, if you shitheads are going to be summoning demons again,

make sure you do it nice this time.

Ask with peace, and love, and shit.

Hey, did you guys see that?

See what?

I swear that fucking lamp moved by itself.

Fuck!

Oh, God!

This place is haunted as fuck.

Oh, I hate you guys.

Dallas, why are you so into this shit anyways?

Why do you make us do all this paranormal shit all the time?

Proving the unprovable, pussy.

Well, that's just great, Dallas.

Your mom is going to love that we did this.

She's going to tell Jesus, and then you are fucked.

Jesus already hates me brother.

Look, most of the paranormal locations in my dad's notebook

are scattered all over the world.

This is like the only one we could actually get to.

So let's get serious.

Yeah. Well, we've been here like three times

over the past couple of years, and nothing's ever happened.

So.

That lamp just fucking happened.

Yes, Riley, it fucking scared me.

Dallas. It said Dallas.

Uh, sir?

What do you desire with Dallas?

Do you wish to kill him?

What the fuck, Riley?

Why did you say that?

I don't know. I never talked to a fucking ghost before.

Fuck, fuck.

What are we doing?

We're all going to die.

Okay.

According to my calculations, the camera

should go off right when that bag flies near the ghost.

Bag's up.

You really think that fucking bag is going to do anything?

After all this bullshit, it better do something.

Riley.

If we get this ghost angry enough,

it may take a physical form.

You know, like when people get shoved, and scratched,

and shit like that by ghosts, it has to be physical to do that,

right?

So if we light that bag up with 10,000 volts

of electromagnetic energy, and then we swing it

at the exact same moment it tries to interact with us,

we may be able to see more of its physical shape--

maybe even enough for a fucking picture.

All right?

So suck my dick.

Let's get started.

I will not suck your dick.

There's absolutely no reason to do that.

Dallas, ready?

I think so.

Time to piss this bastard off.

Yo, Lucifer, you here?

We know all about you, cock dick.

You got hanged right in this fucking room, didn't you?

That's it.

That's it, you demon prick.

You perv.

Why don't you show yourself?

How about showing all of yourself?

Riley, what the fuck's the matter with you?

You sound all horny and shit?

Hey, demon!

Is that your name?

Or should I say Mr. Asshole!

Ho, ho.

Sick, man.

And I'm not even that stoned, but I straight

up thought I was going to die.

And I'm not even hard-- well, maybe I am hard.

Maybe one of you--

I'm always hard when I fear for my life.

It's just instinct.

My heart's fucking racing.

I can't even lie, that scared the shit out of me.

That was dope, dudes.

We just made a mad breakthrough.

We should really be proud of ourselves.

Oh, fuck!

Holy shit.

Toe, get the camera!

Fuck. What the fuck?

Why is this happening to me?

Go get it!

No, you get it, asshole!

I'm not going to get it! You're closer.

The bag.

Why ghosts?

Why can't we just be like a normal group of kids?

Who tied this fucking knot?

What's going on?

I'm trying to get it on!

I just want to get high, have sex, like normal--

everyone else is having sex.

Turn it on!

It's not working.

What do you mean it's not working?

It's not fucking working!

Well, make it work!

Why are we fucking hunting ghosts?

This is so fucked!

Come on!

Are you trying to blind me?

And why is it so hot?

My friends need me.

It's cool.

Oh, shit!

- Dude. - It's ready! It's ready!

Ready! What do I do?

Ow, shit! Shit!

Fuck!

Oh, shit, shit, shit, shit.

I'm coming!

Oh shit!

It's over here!

It's in my clothes!

Get the camera!

Get the camera!

That night, we started something

that couldn't be stopped.

Three best friends about to find out something

we thought impossible--

answers.

You in the military?

Got a gun?

Why don't they give you a gun?

Hey, they won't give this loser a gun.

Dammit.

Hey, kid, keep your feet straight.

I got you a little something.

Dallas, come help set the table.

One second.

Honey, look who's here.

Hey, Dallas. How you doing, kid?

Hey, Uncle Jim. Good to see you.

Good to see you too.

How was your night with the boys?

It was good.

Meg, I need my laptop. Are you kidding?

Move your shit. We're eating dinner.

Don't use those words, please.

Chaos as usual?

Yeah. Would you like to join us for dinner?

Yeah, Jim. Stay.

We haven't seen you in months.

Unfortunately, I have to get going.

I found some things of your dad's.

You want me to put them in the garage?

Yes, that'd be great.

Thank you.

I really appreciate you coming over, Jim.

How are you doing?

How's everyone holding up?

Okay.

If you need anything-- anything at all-- you call me.

I will.

Thank you.

- Bye. - Bye.

Hey, Dallas, when you've been looking

through your dad's stuff, you ever come

across an old military GPS?

It's like a telephone with Velcro on it?

No, I haven't seen anything like that.

Okay.

Well, if you come across anything like that,

you'll let me know, right?

Yeah, of course.

Good to see you guys. Take care.

See ya. Bye.

Bye.

Oh, get your hands out of that, creep.

Listen, you two, I want peace in this house

when I'm gone.

Meg, don't forget to take the trash out before dinner.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, hey.

Uh, you okay?

Keep this closed.

Did you find it?

No.

Let's go.

Mom, what are you all dressed up for?

Actually, I'm going out tonight, thank you very much.

With who, moron?

Yes, Myron is taking me to dinner.

And after a year of dating, I expect

you to be a bit more kind.

Let's pray.

Okay, fine.

Then I'll pray with your brother and sister.

You guys, I had the craziest night last night.

I'm serious. You got to hear this.

It was unbelievable.

You won't believe it.

We saw a real ghost.

I mean it, and I think I got it on camera.

It was big-- really big.

It moved like an apparition.

It almost killed Toe!

My God, Dallas, shut up and leave mom alone.

What? What am I doing?

You're constantly trying to make

her feel stupid for her beliefs, and it's super lame.

No, I'm not.

This stuff is gnarly.

And if anyone saw what we saw last night,

they'd feel pretty different about things.

Dallas, I want you to stay away from this stuff.

You've been chasing it for three years

ever since your dad's accident.

And you know what, I'm done hearing about it.

Whatever your dad did with Jim in the program or whatever,

it's over.

It's dark, and I don't want you having anything to do with it.

God damn it.

Why are you so on edge when you walk through the door?

But you're out all night chasing invisible monsters

with your friends, and then you come at us

like we're the weird ones.

Can we just stop and have a normal dinner for once?

Invisible monsters.

You believe a man in a toga and Birkenstocks created Jupiter.

Come on.

Most people on Earth believe in the Bible.

So I guess we are the crazy ones,

and you are the sole enlightened one.

I guess so.

Jesus Christ.

Exactly.

Trillions of galaxies discovered,

and the creator of your universe is a handsome white dude

that came to this planet only a few thousand years ago mind you?

20 billion years after the planets were created

and millions of years after life was already here,

but none of that makes sense.

Dallas, now you're being blasphemous.

But Dad never would have thought science was crazy.

Well, Dad is gone.

Isn't he?

And he is not coming back.

And I wish you would just accept that so we could

all move on with our lives.

Look, I love you.

God loves you.

And that's all anyone here needs.

You don't even know what God is.

God could be a sea of energy for all we know.

I guess we still disagree on a lot of stuff.

And just because I'm seeing Myron

doesn't mean that I don't miss your father.

I miss him every single day.

Damn it, I need to go clean myself up.

Relax your body.

Inhale for 3 seconds.

And exhale. Sigh it out.

Ah.

Shut the fuck up, Toe.

- Stop. - You guys.

Shut up, Toe.

Come on, this is important.

Dallas, I'm sorry, dude, but do you really

think we can contact your dad?

Well, if we do, then I know he's actually dead.

Come on, guys.

We just did this.

Ghosts contact people all the time with messages!

Maybe we have to get personal.

You think he's hiding in the dark?

Dad, if you're here, let me know.

Dallas.

Come on, Dad. Just give me a sign.

Hey, man, maybe we should go skating or something.

Let's get out of here for a bit.

Get off, dude.

Come on, Dad.

You're the one that got me into all this dumb shit

in the first place.

Why are you so silent now?

Whoa.

What?

What is this?

I've never seen this before.

Oh, my God.

Classified?

Advanced Aerospace Threat Identification Program.

Holy shit.

You always told me your dad got you into all this UFO shit,

but--

Is that really what I think it is?

Hell, I never thought he was this deep.

Neither did I.

What exactly did your dad tell you he did?

He said he couldn't tell me.

Let me see this for a second.

Oh, this is what he was looking for.

Hey, guys, come here. Check this out.

Myers was just asking me about this.

It's like, some GPS device or something.

I guess my dad must have hid it.

I don't know.

I wonder if it works.

What are those numbers?

That's like, software code or something.

That's not software code.

These are coordinates.

Just like the ones in the notebook.

Dallas, Dallas!

Hi, Mrs. Edwards.

What I would do that body, bro.

I'm sorry, what would you do to my body, Toe?

Hold you tight, love on you, protect you--

just be your hero and shit.

Like Kevin Costner in Dance with Horses.

Bye, Mrs. Edwards.

Bye.

Hi, Mom.

We're having bacon?

Pancakes too.

What's he doing here?

Please, not now.

It's fine.

Listen, Dallas, well, we're kind of celebrating.

Wait, what are you trying to throw on me right now?

Dallas, honey, sit down.

We have something we want to tell everyone.

Myron asked me to marry him.

Oh, my God!

What'd you say?

I said yes.

I love Leah, and she loves me.

Yo, excuse me, Boomer, but nobody asked you.

Dallas!

You don't even remember Dad, do you?

You don't talk about him.

You don't mention his name anymore.

Now this?

What the hell is going on?

Dude. No, fuck dude.

Dude, you're grabbing my fucking ass.

Stop.

They detail a classified UFO research program.

The Starfish Prime Nuke Test, the 2003 New York blackouts,

the Tall Route Race from Atlantis,

the grays, they're all real.

Hi honey, how are you?

Oh, honey, it's great to see you again.

Stop, you're still pinching!

You're like a blind man treasure hunting for cock.

I'm trying, dude.

Hey Dallas, how does this work again?

Riley keeps shifting his weight so my hand touches his dick.

Well, you got to distract him with something

like a like a soft touch to the chest or whatever.

A soft touch to the chest?

Or whatever.

Yuck.

One more time. I'm watching now.

- All right, ready? - Yeah.

Oh, my granddaughter.

Hello.

You have something on your shirt.

You keep-- stop!

Just--

What is that?

Like this, asshole.

Just come at me.

All right. What's up, man?

How are you?

Not good.

What?

- Well, give it back. - You're broke.

How'd you even do that?

YouTube, shitheads.

And a lot of boring days last summer at the coffee shop.

Do I have your attention now?

No.

Come on, guys. Look, there's pictures.

Did you know the government actually retrieved

multiple crashed UFOs?

Yo, Dallas, is your sister here?

Shut it.

I'm just thinking out loud here.

We should hang with her more often.

I like her mind.

Huh? Why-- why would we do that?

It looks like my dad and Myers were piloting the program.

It says right here their job was to pursue, track, and engage

unidentified flying objects.

And a man named Dr. Eric Walker was their program director.

Let me see that.

Let's see.

All right.

Oh, Dr. Walker.

There's not much here.

It just says that he graduated from MIT with a doctorate

in theoretical physics.

Holy shit.

Apparently he's been missing for years.

Oh, my God.

That's amazing.

I know, right?

Do you guys have any idea what this can mean?

Go ahead, pal. What's this all mean?

Well, it means Myers hasn't given

me the full story about my dad.

The government lied, possibly about everything.

What are you guys looking at?

Nothing, just processing.

Guys, come on. This is important.

My mom's going to marry that tool

without even really knowing what happened to my dad.

Yeah, they might have lied about your dad's job.

But that doesn't necessarily mean they

lied about his disappearance.

Dude, disappearing on the job takes

a whole new meaning if you hunt advanced

aerial threats for a living.

Either way, I need the full story--

the real story.

Here, take this device.

The coordinates on it matched the ones in the notebook,

except these are new ones we haven't seen before.

Great, more locations in North Korea or wherever

that we can't get to.

- I'll look into it. Thank you.

I think I better give these documents to Jim.

They weren't just co-pilots, they were best friends.

So he'll help me for sure.

Dude, what are you looking at?

Dude.

Have you gone insane, man?

Why in the hell would I let you creep on my sister, idiot?

Because you care about us.

Because best friends make sacrifices for each other.

Fascist.

I just want to look at your sister naked just for a minute.

Please, can I just look at your sister naked?

Come on.

I want to see them titties.

No!

Come on.

Toe!

♪ I can't be fallin' again

♪ I am worn a bit thin

♪ I get bored of the same scenario

♪ A normal shit eating grin

Dallas Edwards.

What's up, sport? I've never seen you here before.

Hey, Jim.

Thanks for seeing me.

Yeah. Come on.

So Dallas, how can I help you today?

Actually, I did find a few things in an old box.

Looks like my dad had them stashed away for some time.

Wow.

It has been a long time, hasn't it?

That picture was with these documents too.

These are classified.

Where did you find these?

So they're real?

You could go to jail for having this.

According to those documents, almost everything we've been

told about my dad is a lie.

So I'm wondering, has the story we've been told not true?

Jim?

Of course they told you the truth.

This was a long time ago.

So why don't I look into seeing if anything has surfaced,

and, uh, I'll get back to you.

Fair enough?

Really quick, do you remember this man?

His name is Dr. Eric Walker.

I know who he is.

You do?

I mean, I did.

He-- it was a long time ago.

He's a different man now.

What do you mean?

Sorry, Dallas.

I wish I could help you out more.

Another thing-- you find anything else in that box?

Nope.

Nothing else.

Okay.

Then have a good day.

You too.

Hey, say hi to your mom for me.

We have a situation.

I need a surveillance team deployed tonight on that kid.

I may have found Walker's missing hardware.

One time I read that reality

is created by the observer.

Like, if a tree falls in a forest and nobody's there,

does it make a sound?

Well, now scientists say that the tree

doesn't even fucking exist unless there's

someone there to see it.

Think about that.

Enjoy.

Can I help you?

Hi. Can I just get a bottle--

Ah! Let me stop you.

I know, you're thinking pour over.

But, it's crazy, everyone wants pour over these days.

And really, you just, like, need a break.

I think a matcha latte is going to get your day

in the right direction.

Let me sort you out.

Yeah, could I just get a bottle of water, please?

Hi.

Hi.

Hey, beat it.

I've worked here way longer than you.

Um--

Hi. Could I just get a bottle of water, please?

Bottle of water?

Oh, right.

Thanks.

One water.

Two bucks.

I've never seen you here before.

I just moved here like seven days ago.

Oh, yeah?

Well, I'm Dallas.

That's an interesting name.

- Kelly. Kelly.

Nice to meet you.

Uh, random question, but is the beach nearby?

I actually haven't seen it yet.

Want a tour?

I'll fucking show you the beach right now.

I don't care.

I'll quit this stellar career and give you a tour--

be your guide.

Fuck it.

Thanks.

Have a good one.

I dare you.

Come on.

Okay.

So why are you actually hiding out in Encinitas?

Assault?

Murder?

Oh yeah, you got me.

I'm actually a master villain.

I knew it.

So this is the tour?

Patience.

We're almost there.

Wait, can I trust you?

What, you don't follow random dudes into the mountains?

Come on.

You got no issues here.

I follow strange people into all sorts of places,

even typical San Diego skateboarders like you.

Ouch.

But I'm so much more than that.

Well, in that case, I apologize.

You are a deep and emotionally complex man.

That's more like it.

You are a bit forward, I'll give you that.

Well, thank you.

We have just about arrived.

Come on, it's just down this way.

Oh, shit.

Just almost ate it.

Take them off.

Huh?

Your shoes.

They make it a lot harder to walk.

Just don't look down.

Look up at the view.

It's beautiful up here.

You want to hear something kind of cool?

Well, now that you've got me here, I do sort of

expect to be entertained.

Good.

My dad said he wanted to show me something.

I thought it was going to be this view,

the tide or whatever.

The water was like glass that night.

But then, right above that horizon,

there's this little white light dangling in the sky.

No big deal, but it moved like nothing I'd ever seen before.

It was the craziest shit.

Darting across the sky like magic.

What, like, a UFO?

How do you know it wasn't a plane or something?

Well, at first I thought it was.

But UFOs, they have this certain thing about them.

They don't really fly.

Well, they say they pull and bend on the surrounding area.

At least that's the legend--

snapping around from here to there.

To them, though, it's a straight shot.

How do you know so much about UFOs?

Are you a weirdo?

My dad used to tell me a lot about this stuff.

I'm now starting to think he must have known

a lot more about it than he told me, because I actually just

found out he was a part of a super-secret military program

that studied them.

What did he do for the military?

Well, officially he was a pilot.

But anything he ever did was classified,

so I never, like, really knew.

You know what I mean?

Then one day he went to work as usual

and, uh, just never came back.

I'm sorry.

That's horrible.

Nah, it's fine.

I just go one day at a time--

try to keep my mind on better things.

What about you?

Why are you actually in Encinitas?

Uh...

My dad is sick.

These promising new treatments at UCSD.

So I'm just partying out here while he's in the hospital.

Jesus.

We have pathetic lives, don't we?

I thought this was going to be fun.

God damn it.

This was like the worst date ever.

Oh, so you're calling this a date now.

I'm not sure yet.

I'll let you know.

Yeah. Well, that meeting was a joke.

Of course it was.

Why, he didn't say anything?

Nothing. He wasn't about to tell me shit.

What did he say?

I'll look into it.

And then he took all the documents

and locked them in the safe.

What a douchebag.

Yeah.

At least we still have the device.

No way I'm letting him get that.

Yeah, he may have taken those reports.

But I actually found something kind of interesting here.

So that location from the device,

I actually looked it up.

Guys, there's some weird shit happening there lately.

Like what?

Check it out.

It's crazy.

Your dad only had one set of coordinates

on that military GPS, so I feel like that's kind of

important to the story I guess.

Please stop guessing.

I'm a scientist.

Man, it's so strange how my dad had these coordinates

of paranormal hotspots in the notebook and now

on this device, when they were supposed to be studying UFOs.

Where is this?

Only an hour East from here.

Sounds dumb. Let's not go.

Maybe it's all connected.

You know, like, UFOs aren't what we think they are.

We might as well go out there and see.

It's not like your dad's prick friend at the Navy

is going to help us at all.

This might be dangerous.

It might be frightening.

This might make me shit my pants.

Road trip.

Road trip. No!

Why are we bringing some random chick along?

I know, dude. This is serious stuff.

We're here to investigate, not finger bang.

Again, that's why your dad's not coming.

Yo, guys, she's cool.

Trust me.

Okay?

I'll be right back.

Is that your dick?

Oh no!

- Tickle! Tickle! - Ow. Stop!

- Let me suck it! - Get off! Fuck.

So you must be Dallas.

Hi. Yes, ma'am.

And you're taking my daughter camping with you this weekend--

with them?

Yes, ma'am.

We-- we love camping.

I'm a-- I'm a camping kind of man.

Will there be an adult with you?

A licensed driver?

Yes, ma'am. My friend Toe will be driving.

He's super responsible.

Hey, honey.

Just-- just one-- just one second.

She can't go.

They're assholes.

Motherfucker, let go of me!

Fuck! Are you kidding?

- Yeah! - Get the fuck off!

Good job, assholes!

What happened?

Her mom heard your dick stuff and wouldn't let her come.

Oh, is that funny?

Ow!

Don't get fucking mad at me.

Toe is the one who attacked my-- my-- my dick and balls.

I'll do it again if I want.

Fuck!

Well, it was rapey in my fucking opinion.

Holy shit.

That's the girl?

Oh, shit. She's rad.

Drive.

So are you guys always this quiet

or are you just scared of girls?

No, we're not scared.

Just, look, we like girls.

We're just protecting our hearts right now.

Come on, man. Leave her alone.

How did you two meet anyway?

Well, your friend Dallas gave me a tour

of the beach the other day.

Hey, do girls stare at themselves naked?

What?

Toe, cut it out, man.

Toe?

Is that your name?

No, it's a nickname.

It stands for Theory Of Everything.

So what's your real name then?

Lester.

Ow!

God.

Fire hazard.

So Dallas says you guys are into like hunting ghosts and stuff?

Is there ghosts or something in the mountains

that I should know about?

Remember how I told you about my dad's work?

Yeah.

Well, we found a location in one

of his old military notebooks that may be--

interesting.

Unverified.

What does that mean?

What do you think about Bigfoot?

Wow, that's a pretty nice coffeemaker for a camping trip.

The fuck is that?

Shut it.

You all will be thanking me tomorrow morning

when you're sipping on a hot cup of God's juice.

Hey yo, Riley, what exactly should we

be looking for out here again?

Lucifer, dumbass.

Well, maybe.

But I'd suggest we do a night hike--

listen for sounds, look for footprints and shit like that.

Really, anything the dark is fun in my opinion.

You guys are fun.

I love this.

I don't.

I think they're immature and reckless.

They need better mothers.

Apparently there have been missing

people out here for decades--

like people vanishing within feet from each other.

It's creepy stuff.

Great.

That sounds awesome.

Well, whether you like it or not, it's happening.

Let me guess, he is the inquisitive one.

He has been known to be above average at school.

Not like Toe.

Complete opposite.

I was what the doctors diagnosed as salacious.

So have you guys ever seen any actual ghosts?

Well, the closest we ever got was

Riley's mom in a bathing suit.

What was that?

It's classified.

I'd tell you then, but then I'd have to fuck your dad.

No, the noise you dickhead.

Did you not hear that?

I heard that.

There's something over there.

Whatever it is, it's moving.

Let's go.

Go where?

To where the adventure is.

Grab your bag.

Were you serious about people

disappearing and all that shit?

Fuck yeah, I'm serious.

People would be walking like this close to each other,

and then they'd turn away for literally like a second

and the person would be gone.

There are rumors of people seeing shapes, apparitions.

People from all over the world come

here looking for the bodies.

None of them are ever found.

It's that way.

Okay. So what do we do?

What are we standing here for?

Come on.

Oh, shit.

- Who's-- God.

Who's first?

You think something's in there?

I hope not.

Guys, people get raped in caves.

What?

How the fuck would you know something like that?

I know all kinds of things.

I have psychic gifts.

Oh fuck, I'm going to throw up.

I'm so high.

We need to go in.

I'm in.

Kelly, if you're scared, I can wait out here with you.

I'm going in.

Fuck, you said that awfully fast.

We didn't come all this way just to turn back, right?

I disagree.

He's in.

Let's do this.

Jesus, what's that smell?

It's awful.

Was that me?

Come on, guys. Keep moving.

Okay.

I'm starting to get a bit freaked out.

Yeah, me too.

Guys, I need to tell you something.

What's up?

All those missing person cases,

they're occurring throughout the world,

and they're all happening near natural cave systems.

Where's Toe?

Toe!

Toe!

Where'd he go?

Toe!

Fuck.

Toe!

Toe!

Stop being an idiot.

Oh, my God!

Bigfoot!

Suck my dick, beast!

I will not die tonight!

Oh, my God!

What the fuck.

You idiot, get off.

Bear with me, I'm in danger.

Get off.

Where's the way out?

Who the fuck's unzipping their pants.

Hold on.

I have something.

Oh shit, it's behind us.

Let's go!

What do you mean it's behind us?

Oh shit! Go! Go!

Shit!

Run!

Oh, it's real!

It's definitely real!

Shit!

- What do we do? - I don't know.

I don't want to die.

Let's hide in the tent!

Why would we hide in the tent?

Maybe it hates tents!

Why the fuck would it hate tents?

Just get in the tent!

God damn it.

What the fuck. We're gonna die!

Shut the fuck up.

Shut the fuck up.

Oh, my God, it's his dick.

Shh. Shh.

Stop it.

Oh, my God.

I think he's gone.

Check to see if it's gone.

Hell no, I'm not checking to see if it's gone.

What the fuck.

Get the fuck out there and check.

- You get the fuck-- - Go out the door and check.

- You go-- - Go and--

You go out there.

Just go out the door.

- Okay. - Go. Go.

Oh, God, no!

Oh, God.

Oh, God, no!

It's still here.

I'm covered in piss.

Whoa!

Is that--

I know you.

You're Dr. Walker.

Never heard of him. Who are you?

Sir, I smell like piss.

I need a mint--

badly.

If you aren't Dr. Walker, then who are you?

The Bigfoot Hunter?

Bigfoot.

Yeah. You're crazy.

Then you wouldn't happen to know anything

about the Advanced Aviation Threat Identification Program,

would you?

What about Aaron Edwards?

Wouldn't happen to know about him either then?

Who's asking?

His son, Dallas.

Aaron Edwards was the best pilot who ever worked for me.

He was tuned into the right frequency,

if you know what I mean.

I knew it was you.

The question is, how did you guys get here?

I'm betting that you found something

that you shouldn't have, and you turned it on, didn't ya?

I don't know what you're talking about.

Give it to me.

Give what?

The GPS.

Look, I know that it brought you here.

I invented the thing.

What's it do?

We only saw one set of coordinates.

With the right code, this will open up coordinates that'll

show you all sorts of things.

I invented this technical and very expensive

device to track microgravitational anomalies.

UFOs tend to congregate in one place.

And when they do, we can track microfluctuations

in the gravity of the atmosphere.

You understand?

What was that thing back there in the woods?

I don't know, a bear.

Hell if I know.

Right, a bear.

We just saw a giant furry man-thing back there.

What the hell was that?

With sharp teeth.

Yeah, I don't think so.

UFO technology to play with your perception.

It's a parlor trick.

It's semi-supernatural-- a hologram

of fire, a burning bush.

How about this, a burning bush that can talk, huh?

Makes you think, doesn't it?

This stuff is going to alter and shatter any idea

you have about reality.

So my advice, you just go on your way.

Okay?

Go back to your sleepaway camp.

I fucking love sleepaway camp.

Wait, doc-- what happened the night my dad disappeared?

I think the only person who

can answer that is your father.

The night he disappeared, that's the last anybody

ever saw of him.

Are you kidding me?

That's all you got?

Things that we don't understand

tend to make us angry, and they should.

Well, is he dead or not?

I don't know, son.

But now that I think of it, I may have something

that can answer this riddle.

Here's a map.

Meet me at my place tomorrow at 2:00--

just north of here in the high desert.

And don't tell anybody.

You understand me?

You tell no one.

Have a good night.

Sir, we got Walker.

The kids found him.

You guys know I made out with Kathleen Snyder here once.

Unverified.

Oh, I verified that ass.

Then prove to us she got diarrhea the next morning.

Oh-- not tonight.

What is this place?

Just a spot we go to when nothing else is open.

Summer is finally starting to get a bit better, right?

Yeah.

Yeah, I guess it is.

You know, your friends are--

a riot.

That's a good thing, right?

Yeah, very.

You're really lucky to have them.

When my dad got sick, I felt really alone.

My friends just didn't have that much to give I guess.

That sucks.

Want to know something kind of cool?

Sure.

There was this scientist in Japan who did a bunch

of studies on human intention.

So he wrote down a bunch of words on small pieces of paper,

like murder, hate, violence, and then peace,

and hope, and love, or whatever.

And when he stuck those pieces of paper

to little dishes of water and froze it,

there were all these different results under a microscope.

Okay.

You have my attention.

Well, the bad words--

the negative ones-- they froze as these ugly, gelatinous blobs

with no form and no shape.

But the good ones, they froze as these perfectly

symmetrical ice crystals, like magical microscopic snowflakes.

So I guess what I'm getting at is, just

by using our intention, just how we choose to feel,

I believe it can really change things.

So there's still hope for your dad.

I think he's going to be just fine.

Woo!

Hello?

You're so stressed out.

I am stressed out because I--

You know, even though Dallas is the worst,

this is why I come home.

What's going on?

Why do you look so exhausted?

It's a long story. I got to run.

What is this, an intervention?

Honey, there's something we need to talk to you about.

Look, I'd love to chat and stuff--

Myron and I were talking, and we decided

it would be best to move to his house in Newport Beach

after we get married next month.

Next month?

Dallas-- - Newport?

We don't want to wait, buddy.

Are you kidding me?

I love your mom, and I want to be part of this family.

Excuse me?

But you have no idea what's going on, do you?

None of you guys have any idea what's happening.

I'm literally about to find out what happened

to dad after all these years.

We may finally learn what actually happened!

I'm this close.

So no-- no--

you can't do this.

Not now.

Do you know how crazy you sound?

You have no more information than I do.

Let it go, Dallas.

You know what, you do sound crazy!

I'm not crazy!

Dallas, what is wrong with you?

Me?

What's wrong with me? What about you?

You're wasting away, drinking yourself to sleep.

Crying, going high, going low, crash-landing

into bed every night until we don't

even recognize you anymore.

And worst of all, you're just using Myron to hide the pain.

You are not in charge of me.

Do you know what it's like to be alone at my age?

You don't!

Nobody to help me raise Roman.

Nobody at all to lean on.

Nobody to-- nobody to love me.

But you are loved!

You're just too damn scared to face the life you actually

have instead of glue together a shitty version of the one

you want!

Dallas, listen to me.

Look, you can finally start classes in LA or Orange County.

You can meet new friends.

This could be the fresh start that you need.

Oh yeah, and how would you know what I need?

I already went to your schools.

I went to your churches.

I played sports in your shitty neighborhood sports leagues.

And now you think I'm crazy, right?

Dad never thought I was crazy.

Well, your dad isn't here.

You can't marry that douchebag!

Dallas, come back here.

Dallas, don't leave.

They say our brain is a transducer.

It converts one thing into something else.

It takes invisible energies all around us

and converts them into reality the moment we think it.

So what do people create?

Or, most importantly, what do they create when they're

filled with fear and hate?

What have we created then?

All right, I think this is it.

Oh, I'm so hungry.

All I have are these pot brownies.

You shitheads want some?

I'm good.

You okay?

It's just family shit.

Oh shit, did I just eat six of these?

You ate six?

You're an idiot.

You know what, stop eating so much fucking pot.

Stop.

So annoying.

Okay, these are the coordinates.

This has to be it.

It's like the only dwelling for miles.

The only people who live out here are nudists.

Or genius scientists on the top 10 Most Wanted list.

Any of us even know why he's wanted at all?

No.

Touching genitals.

20 bucks says he's wanted for a masturbation-related murder.

Yeah.

Well, let's find out.

Toe, let me out.

Let her out, Toe.

You dropped your map.

You dropped your pocket.

Hello?

Dr. Walker, are you in there?

Thank God it's you.

Come on in.

Yo, your house looks creepy as fuck.

Anybody see anything out of the ordinary?

Anything unusual, like a black car or helicopter?

No, uh, I don't think so.

So Doc, what are we doing here?

It really is all real.

Oh, all this and more.

They don't want you to know anything.

What is all this stuff?

Yeah, what is all this stuff?

Are you part of a cult?

No. Far from it.

Okay, are we in danger?

I mean, are we going to die?

Well, you don't have to be so dramatic.

But truthfully, the answers aren't easy.

However, we do know a lot more than when I was

working with Dallas's father.

Like what?

Well, for centuries man has told the story of God--

how God created the universe.

And the universe was a well-ordered place

with man at the center.

But then man began to ponder--

thinking about a spiritual world,

a world you can't see but filled with angels and demons--

a story told within all the religions combined.

Then came the 1940s and things began to merge.

We discovered a new life form--

not human, not spirit, but very very advanced.

We didn't know whether or not they were good or evil

primarily because they wouldn't talk

to us, at least not directly.

But lately, they've been showing themselves more frequently.

And I-- I think your father saw them

up close and personal on the night that he disappeared.

So then, like, what planet are they coming from?

Well, it's a bit more complex than that.

You ever wonder why the world is such a mess--

why one part of the world is Democratic,

believes in free will, the other part

authoritarian, a loss of individuality?

Its competing races and the influence

that they have on mankind.

So from the depths of the ocean, to the far reaches

of any mountain range, or, hell, up to the--

the dark side of the moon, they've always been there.

And throughout millennia, they would pop up every couple

of hundred years, and they would teach us

something important about mathematics

or language or science.

But we hear these voices in our head.

We get these ideas--

an epiphany.

You see, they have been teaching us

and advancing us all this time.

Set.

There's no way the government was ever

going to tell us this, right?

There's no way people can actually handle this.

Now, you're using your brain.

You see, these are things we already knew.

We just didn't realize it.

And the rest of the world, well, if they knew,

it would scare the pants off them.

You're saying we already know this stuff,

which we clearly don't.

So what's the connection?

What am I missing here?

The story you seek--

the entire story-- it's right there in front of your eyes

hiding in plain sight.

Shit!

Someone followed us.

- Okay. - Shit.

- All right then. - Wait! What about my dad?

You said you had something for me, right?

- We can't leave it-- - I'm sorry.

We're going to have to put a pin in it.

I know where the next landing is going to be.

Everybody, let's go. Get off the rug!

Climb in. Hurry!

- What's down there? - Answers.

All right. Run!

Run! Just go!

Go! Go!

Assault.

Oh shit.

Toe! Let's go!

Come on! Come on!

All right, guys--

guys-- guys, hold on.

Hold on.

All right, look, just keep running.

Get to the end of the tunnel.

There's a highway there, Okay?

I'll meet you there, but don't look back!

Just keep going, Okay?

Jesus.

You go! Just go!

I just realized right now that guy's fucking insane.

What do we do?

Do we help him or do we get out of here?

Guys, this might be the most important night of our lives.

I say we stay.

I mean, what else are we going to do?

In all honesty, dudes, I probably won't

remember anything from tonight.

Sorry.

What the fuck was that?

Fuck this, I'm out of here.

Come on, open the door!

What are you guys doing here?

What was that back there?

Better we destroy everything

than let them get their hands on it.

Who are you talking about?

The agency-- the government agency that doesn't exist.

It's who your father and I used to work for.

They're behind this.

Come on! Come on, get the door!

Come on.

Was that a fucking gun?

Just get the door open for--

Okay! Go!

Go! Go!

Hi, honey it's mom.

Where are you?

I'm starting to get worried.

You should come home.

Listen, I'm sorry about earlier.

I love you.

Bye.

Hands. Hands!

Show me your hands!

Hey, Doc.

Dallas.

What's happening?

Are we going to be arrested?

Don't worry, you're going to be fine.

He's taking us to a place I used to work at.

Dallas.

It looks like you've gotten yourself into a bit of trouble.

Where are we?

Officially?

RAM site operations facility.

Never heard of it.

It's because it doesn't exist.

What about my friends?

Where are they?

Your friends are fine, except for one who won't stop crying.

Dallas, I'm going to need to know what you know.

I don't know what you're talking about.

We know about your little rendezvous with Walker.

The one thing we don't know is the location

of the upcoming event.

I'm going to need you to fill me in on that.

I also know you found the device I asked you about.

I need to know what's on that too.

Okay.

Okay, I'm going to level with you here.

The device-- the thing is, I don't have it.

He took it.

But if you let us out of here, I promise you I will do my very

best to not help you at all.

Hey!

You think you're the only one that cared about your father?

I was there with him that day on the airplane!

I lost my best friend, Dallas.

I'm still trying to figure out what happened that day.

That's why I need you to tell me what you

know so that we can make sure nothing

like that ever happens again.

Do you understand me?

Tell me you understand me!

What do you think is waiting for you out there--

enlightenment, peaceful contact?

What if you find what you're looking for,

Dallas, and it's bad news?

What then?

According to Dr. Walker, they may not all be bad.

Possibly.

But they are gods, Dallas, and they

can crush us in an instant.

They are only good if it serves their interest.

Walker is leading you into disaster.

Walker is the only one being honest with me.

Honest?

Walker?

He's not your friend, Dallas.

He's the furthest thing from it.

Ask him why he's on the run.

Better yet, ask him what happened to your father.

See what happens there.

He already told me what happened.

No, I don't think so.

Ask him what really happened to your father.

You want honesty from me?

I don't need to tell you any of this.

Because this thing is bigger than you.

It's bigger than me. It's bigger than all of us.

Come on, Jim.

Just let us go.

This is so fucking stupid.

You can't hide nature.

Whatever this turns out to be, it's how the universe is.

We can't hide reality, man.

Well, I'm not going to let you do this.

I already lost your father.

I'm not going to let you go down the same path.

So if you're not going to tell me anything,

then I guess we'll never know.

Or we can do this the hard way.

Dallas.

Oh, my God, I was so worried about you.

I'm fine.

I'm fine. I'm fine.

All right, you guys, everything cool?

Yeah. Yeah.

Yeah, we're good.

Is he still crying?

Yeah.

He's-- he's been crying for awhile.

I'm sorry, I'm emotional.

But I did sneak my phone in my underwear.

Now, I don't know if I'm getting a signal in here,

but I have been getting some notifications.

It keeps vibrating.

What did Myers say?

He asked about the landing.

Did you tell him I know.

No.

Good.

How is that good?

How is any of this good?

Because it means the event is still secret with us.

It buys us time.

Look, Dallas, there are options.

There are ways out.

I just got to think.

Hey kid, give me your phone.

Fine. It might smell a bit weird.

Just give it to me.

What the hell?

Sorry, I just needed a little piece of metal--

something short and skinny to open the lock.

Hey, hold on.

What?

I don't trust you.

What?

Look, we went to your shack because you said you were

going to tell me about my dad.

Right?

If I'm going to keep following you,

I'm going to need some answers, man.

Okay. What is it, Dallas?

What would you like to know?

Why are you on the run?

I see that you and Myers talked about

something other than locations.

Come on, it's a simple question!

Simple questions don't always mean simple answers.

Then start talking.

The agency and I have a fundamental difference

of opinion.

You satisfied?

No, not at all.

Then I'll make it easy for you.

The agency feels that the average man can't handle

the complexity of all of this--

that they're going to screw up everything beyond belief.

They feel that only the elite, the most educated,

the most benevolent should be in charge--

those should be the ones in control.

Yeah, that makes sense like 60 years ago.

But why keep it a secret now?

Because it was the right thing to do then.

All programs will rot from within after 60 years.

Well, why did Myers make it seem

like you were the bad guy here?

Because Myers is terrified of what he doesn't know.

He's like an overgrown infant.

But the agency, you know, they trust him.

They don't blame him because he's saving lives, isn't he?

And what about you?

You're fine in all this?

How do you cope so easily if it's all so terrifying?

Cope!

What are you fucking kidding me?

Cope!

I'm scared out of my wits, Dallas.

The fundamental difference is I wish to understand that which I

do not know, and I will sacrifice

myself so that the people of the world might understand.

Listen, Dallas, you and I, we haven't known each other long,

but I have a feeling that we're cut from the same cloth.

And I know your dad.

Do you trust me?

Can I take you someplace tonight and show you

something that will absolutely change your world?

Okay.

It's unlocked.

What do you mean it's unlocked?

What do you mean, what do I mean?

It's not locked. It's open.

It's ajar.

What about my phone?

Oh, I broke it.

Toe, let's go. Let's go.

Perfect.

Now, let's see where they take us.

All right.

QUIET. OKAY?

All right, hurry through.

This is not a place you want to stick around.

Ah!

Toe, let's go!

Do you even know where you're going?

Of course I know where I'm going.

I practically built the place.

Guys, I just saw actual space creature.

Like, real fucking aliens back there.

All right. All right. Just contain yourself.

Okay. It's always scary the first time.

But people can handle it.

You can handle it.

Just think of it it's another life form.

It's like seeing a squid for the first time, Okay?

All right?

Just contain yourself, Okay?

Let's go.

Well, which way is it?

Just give me a second.

You don't remember?

Of course I remember.

Hey, I am high.

Get your shit together.

How dare you.

Cry about it.

Maybe I will.

Jesus, Toe.

Shut the fuck up and let's get out of here!

Guys, guys, guys we have to go.

Let's go.

Oh shit, there's a guard.

Okay, there's only one of him.

Okay? Just stand your ground.

We gotta get the key out of his pocket.

Hey Toe, get back here.

No, it's all good.

I'm going to pickpocket the key.

You're horrible at pickpocketing!

Get back here.

No, I'm great at it. You taught me.

We're dead.

Fuck.

- He's going to kill us. - Piece of shit.

Hey.

I'm Brian.

I'm the new IT guy.

I know we didn't get a chance to meet

at the orientation or anything.

But anyway, there's no easy way for me

to say this-- basically, all the IT guys,

they know about the downloads.

And, uh, you know, you're not supposed to have that stuff

on government property.

Okay, you dirty, dirty dog.

But I won't give you a hard time about it.

If I can just see your phone, I won't tell you supervisor.

Man, who the fuck are you?

- I'm no one. - How'd you get in here?

- I'm-- I'm-- - How'd you get in here?

Hey!

Get his keys.

Come on, guys.

Let's get to the tarmac.

Something doesn't seem right.

This is too easy.

But just lay low, Okay?

We've got to get out of here.

Come on.

Oh, my God.

Is that what I think it is?

Holy shit.

Have they reverse engineered it yet?

Yeah, yeah.

They've been working on that since the '60s.

I thought Roswell was in the '40s.

It was in the '40s.

Then two decades later, they started work on that.

And then they started work on this thing

called the Locust in the early 2000s.

Come on. Come on.

There's a vehicle over there.

That's going to be our escape.

I'll drive.

No, you suck at driving, asshole.

- Fuck off, I'm in charge. - You're too high.

You're going to drive at 5 miles per hour.

You know I always drive considerately when I'm high.

Shut up. Everyone, shut up.

- Are you high? - Yes.

You drive.

Oh, God. Go.

I got it.

Go! Go! Go! Go!

Look out. Look out.

No, Toe, stop!

They've got guns.

Toe, you have to turn!

Stop yelling at me!

Toe, you suck at driving!

Put your seat belt on.

Hey! - Oh, my God.

- You're going to hit them! - No!

Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop!

Stop! Stop!

Stop! Stop!

Are you an idiot, Toe?

I've called him over 10 times, Myron.

He's not returning my calls.

I don't understand.

He probably hasn't checked his phone.

He's probably--

He always has his phone.

Maybe he doesn't have service.

Oh, please.

Where would he be that he doesn't have service?

- I don't know.

Yeah. We can't find Kelly,

and we thought she might be here.

Oh, no. You too?

Come on, Dallas.

Faster!

We don't have much time.

I'm going as fast as I can!

Oh shit, it's my mom.

God, she keeps calling.

I can't talk right now.

Just answer it.

- Are you serious? - Yes! Answer it!

God damn. Hi, Mom.

Not a great time right now.

Oh Dallas, thank God.

Is Kelly with you?

You're never going to believe what happened.

Okay, listen, I have Kelly's parents with me.

I'm going to put you on speakerphone.

Dallas, you have to come home.

Now!

We saw a real live alien.

What? What?

We tied up this--

Wait. Wait, you're breaking up. We can't hear you.

There were lots of--

We tried to hit him in the dick.

I think Dallas's dick is handcuffed.

In the cock.

Hey. Hey. Hey. That's your mother.

I think she's with sex addicts.

- What are you talking about?

Whiskey, Tango, Mayo.

Listen up, this is Captain Myers.

I don't have much time, so listen up.

Soldiers, this is an order.

I want you to look at the man next to you.

Love that motherfucker, and then slowly take him inside--

Get this motherfucker off the radio.

Shift to secondary.

What the fuck are you laughing at?

Guys, no matter what happens, you stay calm.

Okay?

What the hell?

Do you guys feel that?

What's that?

Dallas, what are you doing?

Dallas, no!

He was called here.

This is his experience.

Fuck.

Well, what do we do?

All right, I'm going to buy some time.

You guys go.

Go-- go be with him.

You, come-- come-- come here.

Come here.

You give this to Dallas, Okay?

You promise me.

- Okay. - Okay, go.

- Go. - Yeah.

Move out.

Check the perimeter.

Let's go. Let's go.

Threats inbound.

Shadow 1, air defense.

Bogey at starboard. 2 o'clock high.

Call the visual. Over.

Sir, we have two F-18s inbound on intercept.

We have them on comms now.

Record everything.

Copy that.

Jim, what are you doing?

They're just kids.

Put away your guns.

These are adversaries we know very little about.

Jim, You and I both know they're more powerful,

and we can't win.

We have to use the weapons we have--

free will, morality, consciousness.

Jesus, Jim.

We've been fighting this for 70 years,

and nothing's come of it.

Let's go! Let's go! Let's go!

Whenever somebody has an experience

like I had, it's hard for them to understand why they can't

remember every specific detail.

You have glimpses, feelings, and knowing within,

but it's hard to explain.

And when you do, it kind of sounds absurd, like trying

to explain a bizarre dream.

All possibilities are layered within different waves of energy,

and our mind is the only thing that can make them real.

So if everything is happening right on top of each other,

forces of nature can cause them to bleed into one another.

Sometimes that's a good thing.

Sometimes it's not.

And sometimes, machines are even used to interfere with us,

and that's not good at all.

But if you could calm your mind, choose love over hate,

you will connect to the right frequency.

Because if we don't, if we tune in to darkness

and give in to fear, someone else will create a reality here

that suits them and not us.

So it really doesn't matter if we

call ourselves Christian, Muslim,

atheist, or just dreamers--

that boxes you in and misses the point entirely.

Dallas!

Dallas.

Hey, I got you.

You're okay.

Come on.

You all right?

It's all right.

Let's get him out of here.

You okay?

Yeah, I think so.

What you did--

walking towards that craft--

took courage.

It was probably a stupid thing to do.

Whatever it was, it was a once in a lifetime kind of thing,

you know?

Look, uh, I'm going to need you to keep quiet about this.

You going to be good with that?

Yeah.

I'm cool with that.

You're a good man, Dallas.

Everything's going to be all right.

Hey, Jim?

Do you think my dad would have done what I did tonight?

I know he would have.

I know this because I saw him do it with my own eyes.

He was the bravest man I knew.

And he talked about you all the time.

He loved you.

See you soon.

Bet you guys think this is pretty crazy.

Let me tell you, I have had the gnarliest week

I've ever had in my life.

You want to know about the shit?

I can tell you about the shit.

You know, this was like the best date ever.

Are you calling this a date now?

I'll let you know.

Dallas.

Come here.

Woo!

You good?

Yeah.

Oh, my God.

Okay, Dr. Walker had to go.

But he-- he gave me this.

It might be about your dad.

He did it.

Thanks.

- We did it. - We did it.

We did it.

All right.

Now, where the hell is Toe?

I discovered Bigfoot.

I did that.

I was the first to do that.

And I'll save you all the trouble, it sucked.

It was absolutely--

Oh. Okay, thanks.

There's a lot we've been afraid of.

We kept secrets from each other based on fear of the unknown.

But I've always thought there was a bright side to all this.

At the end of the day, what if we learn that we

all come from the same place?

Like, one vast field of energy?

Because that may be what all these events are truly about.

As for me, I saw an opportunity to change up the status quo.

Yeah, I've pissed off a few people in the government

along the way, but I took a risk knowing it was the right thing

to do at the time.

We're not alone, and the government

knows a hell of a lot more than they're saying.

But guess what, we don't need them.

These visitors have been here for thousands

of years, for all of us to see.

So if you're wondering, how have we missed all this happening

around us for so long, we haven't.

We actually wrote it all down for thousands of years.

The story you seek--

the entire story-- it's right there in front of your eyes

hiding in plain sight--

a story told within all the world's religions combined.

♪ I won't open these eyes

♪ Like there's chaos in my mind

♪ Like dreaming of death or that feeling that you

♪ Get when the disk is corrupt

♪ When we're running low on luck

♪ Yeah, and everyone's

♪ Drugged up, tripping at midnight

♪ While howling at the moonlight

♪ Dancing with knives like the fire

♪ it will burn on high at my day job

♪ I tried to set some bombs off while smoking some napalm

♪ It makes me want to--

♪ Everyone has crossed the line

♪ Now and then, you will be fine

♪ I live on the edge

♪ I must be losing my mind

♪ Get out of my head, it's now the scene of a crime

♪ This world is on fire, and I am ice

♪ Can't balance things lately

♪ I think we're gonna die

♪ I must be losing my mind

♪ Now, what is this bullshit?

♪ I said we're not alone and the government knows it

♪ There's idiots abound, and they're all fucking racist

♪ I'll put us back at ease cause we need more complacence

♪ We're all going to die

♪ Everyone has crossed the line

♪ Now and then, you will be fine

♪ I live on the edge

♪ I must be losing my mind

♪ Get out my head, it's now the scene of a crime

♪ This world is on fire, and I am ice

♪ Can't balance things lately

♪ I think we're going to die

♪ I live on the edge

♪ I must be losing my mind

♪ I'm staying in bed to watch the cities ignite

♪ The devil ain't retired, he's just thinking out loud

♪ Everyone is crazy, and it's freaking me out

♪ I must be losing my mind

♪ I must be losing my mind

♪ I must be losing

♪ I must be losing help us, we're losing our minds

♪ I must be losing

♪ I mus-- but if want to survive

♪ I must be losing

♪ I must be we'll dance right through the end times

♪ I must be losing

♪ I must be I must be losing my mind

♪ I must be losing

♪ I must be help us, we're losing our minds

♪ I must be losing

♪ I must be and if we want to survive

♪ I must be losing

♪ I must be

♪ I live on the edge

♪ I must be losing my mind

♪ Get out of my head, it's now the scene of a crime

♪ This world is on fire, and I am ice

♪ Can't balance things lately

♪ I think we're gonna die

♪ I live on the edge of fucking losing my mind

♪ The voice in my head is now a fatal house fire

♪ The devil made us beg and then he took away the high

♪ They say that we're crazy

♪ Now, it's sounding about right

♪ I must be losing my mind