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Starts when the sun goes down.

Electric dreams.

Vibrations.

I can feel them. They're watching me.

I see there's nothing left.

For me, there's nothing but a void.

And if they don't come tonight...

If they don't come tonight, you know, they're just going to come tomorrow.

Hey, Attrick 16, sleeping pills.

Okay, just hold tight on the line.

Oh, yes.

Eddie, Eddie, we've traced your address, and the paramedic unit is on its way.

No.

We're going to help you, Eddie.

Let it go now.

No, no, don't. Don't hang up.

Please.

Maybe I'm just crazy. No, no, you're not

crazy.

You know my husband's sister?

She saw a UFO last Christmas.

That keeps becoming a trend nowadays.

I kind of feel left out because I haven't seen one. You don't understand.

I went inside.

I went inside the ship.

Eddie.

Eddie.

Eddie, don't go to sleep.

We can sleep and start an IV.

I'll back him.

Pulse is weak.

Irregular.

Oh, God.

He's arresting.

No pulse.

Prep epinephrine. Stat.

There.

Gotta go.

We're gonna be alright.

There is nothing wrong with your television.

Do not attempt to adjust the picture. We are now controlling the transmission.

We control the horizontal and the vertical. We can deluge you with a

channels or expand one single image to crystal clarity and beyond.

We can shape your vision to anything our imagination can conceive.

For the next hour, We will control all that you see and hear.

You are about to experience the awe and mystery which reaches from the deepest

inner mind to the outer limits.

Please stand by.

We do not know or fully comprehend what exists in the reaches past our world.

Should we be so quick to dismiss the voices of those who say they've been

beyond the veil?

So, what do you say we get you upstairs and get you settled, Mr. Wexler?

Yeah.

Hello. Hi.

We've been expecting you.

Guess it's...

Nice to be here.

Thank heaven you survived the ordeal.

You must be exhausted.

It's been a long three weeks.

Are you under any sort of sedation?

No. Good.

It's best to have all faculties working.

Are you Dr. Sherrick?

My name is Quasgar.

Dr. Quasgar? No, no, I'm not a doctor, my friend.

Quasgar's a name the aliens called me.

I'm Eddie Wexler, Kwaska.

The aliens think that you're a danger to them.

Okay.

I'm going to go and check in now.

There's an alien here among us. A traitor who wears a mask of a human

Kwas. Kwas. Go take a tranquilizer. You're giving me the creeps, man.

Come on, Mr. Wexler.

Are there a lot here like him? Nah, he's the worst.

Real nut for that one.

Most of them are pretty much like you.

Take the babe for instance.

She's an adept, too.

You guys come in all shapes and sizes. Rich, poor, smart, dumb.

Courtney and Daddy own half the state of Wyoming.

We'll figure.

A blinding light out of your bedroom.

You were transported to what you believe to be an alien vessel.

That's correct.

On board the spacecraft, you were subjected to a series of invasive

procedures, including the implantation of an unknown object in your

neck. They took some x -rays, but the doctors never found anything.

The doctors thought I might have temporal lobe epilepsy, which would

hallucinations, but tests were negative, so...

I kept having the visions.

Spacecrafts and alien beings and experiments.

I couldn't really take it anymore.

You attempted suicide?

Yeah.

My wife left me. I lost my job.

Couldn't really have much to live for anymore.

Funny how your friends desert you when they think you're crazy.

What has Dr. Wilson told you about our program?

He said that you were specialized to deal with my problem.

Monroeville is the first mental care facility designed to deal with alien

abduction trauma.

Since 1965, the number of reported incidents has increased a hundredfold.

I founded this place as a direct response to what is.

A very real psychological phenomenon.

Well, be straight with me then, Doc.

Am I crazy?

Our patients believe their experiences to be real.

We deal with the after effects. There is something going on inside my head.

That's why we're here, Eddie.

To teach you how to help yourself.

Dr. Sherrick wants you in Ward B, 5 o 'clock. All right?

Well,

well, another visitor to the land of night.

Eddie Wexler?

How you doing, Eddie? I'm Don Hathaway.

Dr. Sherrick said I should introduce myself. First things first.

Now, did the little women you saw have bulging eyes?

Were they round and flat?

That's not funny, man.

Hey, man, I'm just trying to inject a little merriment into what is an

dull afternoon here at the Funny Farm.

Come on, let's meet the gang.

This is Quasner, our resident wacko.

The man.

But I'm not an alien myself, mind you.

And this is Fitch. Fitch, he got snatched about three years ago. Went

all kinds of tests on that alien ship.

You know what they said?

Said he wasn't a proper specimen.

Shut up, Hathaway!

Now, how's that for a low self -esteem problem?

My boy got rejected by the aliens. Hey, shut up!

See that lady behind him?

She got yanked right out of her kitchen while doing the dishes.

And that man?

He had sex with a female alien.

Freaked him right out. But not hers, I understand.

Mr. Hathaway.

Yes, sir.

I'm sorry, Doc. I was just giving Eddie here the lowdown.

We can do without the theatrics going on.

Yes, sir.

Uh, Courtney, would you mind showing Mr. Wexler around the fatality?

Come on, I'll give you the ten -cent tour.

I've been here for about four months.

Does it help?

Well, I don't see the visions anymore.

But I think that Dr. Sherrick's methods are a bit radical.

If I get a night's sleep without breaking into a cold sweat, I'll

place a godsend.

They say you tried to kill yourself.

Oh, yeah.

You don't seem the type.

What do you do when nobody believes you anymore?

When your friends and your family think you're nuts, you begin to think they're

right.

I know.

It was a long time ago.

So, what happened to you, your experience?

I was abducted, a flash of light, the alien ship, the

probing, the medical experiments.

You really think that we were abducted?

Or is this a math hallucination due to some mental disorder?

My family thinks I've been loony since I was 13. I saw my grandmother's ghost in

the attic.

They think it's hormonal.

Okay.

What got me was the loneliness.

You can't connect with anybody anymore.

You just feel like an outcast.

They can't understand.

You do.

Who knows?

Maybe...

Outcasts are actually prophets.

Let me clear that up for you right away. I'm not a prophet.

I'm just trying to figure out if I'm sane.

So I hear your techniques are radical.

Yes, very few of our patients are fond of this particular treatment.

Then why are we doing it?

Because the only way you'll get better at it is to confront your demons.

And in order to do that, we have to bring them to the surface.

Eddie, this drug is going to do some hallucinations.

I need you to stay in control.

your first week on the pony farm.

Well, the good news is that I like being around people who've had the same kind

of experience as me.

Bad news?

I don't trust Sherrick.

Have a bad time in psych ward B?

I thought I saw him holding the forceps that I saw on the alien ship.

That's the memory chamber.

Brings up the bad stuff.

I remember my first time.

Afterwards, I felt like I'd been on a six -day bender.

All right, so maybe I'm seeing things.

I still don't see how Sherrick can think that that kind of treatment is

beneficial to anyone.

Let me guess.

You think our pal Sherrick is one of them?

Why do you say that?

Because you move it down the same track most everybody does when they get here.

They're all freaked out to think that this whole shebang is some kind of alien

plot to find out what we know.

Well, what do you say, Hathaway?

Are we out of our minds?

I went to the market like I did every Thursday night.

They took me right out of the parking lot.

I was on that ship for what seemed like hours.

I was so damn scared.

At one point I looked down and my damn legs were gone.

All made up in my mind.

I was going to kill one of them little gray -haired sons of bitches.

I reached out to Graham.

I woke up in my own bed.

I had my hands around Molly's name.

I killed the one person I truly loved.

Thank God.

Was that alien crap real?

I don't know.

The lawyer had me plead temporary insanity.

I got life.

The maximum security.

Then how did you get to this institute?

My story came to Sheriff's attention.

He convinced the state authorities I had information that might be helpful.

Information? This is a treatment center.

The implantation object that each of us receive during abduction serves a vital

purpose.

You were x -rayed twice, Kwaska.

There are no implants in your neck.

It's in there. I can feel it.

But the materials used for the implant device aren't traceable by x -ray.

They're of alien origin.

Do you realize how ridiculous that sounds?

All right, Courtney.

You were in psych ward today.

Did anything pop up?

No.

Does it occur to you, Courtney, that you have an obligation to share your

feelings with this group?

I don't have any feelings today, Dr. Sherrick.

I'm burnt out, exhausted.

The treatment is worse than the disease.

Well, then what do you suggest?

I'm trying to get to the root of your trauma.

Maybe my trauma doesn't have anything to do with aliens.

Has it ever occurred to you that maybe I'm just a screwed up little rich girl?

Yes, it has.

You sit here every day whining, complaining, sitting on it, expecting

for what?

What do you expect me to do?

Talk to me!

Tell me, were you abducted? Did they take you up there? Did they poke at you?

don't remember.

Well, then what do you want? Do you want out of the program? Shall we call your

parents? No, please, Dr. Sherry. What the hell are you trying to do? It's

It's okay.

Leave her alone.

You have a problem, Mr. Wexler? Yeah, I do. If she doesn't want to talk, then

she just doesn't have to.

Process works, Eddie.

Process?

You call it the process?

You're just trying to scare the hell out of everybody.

Sit down. I want to know what is going on around here.

Sit down.

Hey.

Stay away from me.

Stay away from me. Can't you see him?

See him? He's an alien.

It's okay, Eddie.

You were given a sedative.

It'd be several hours before you could walk properly.

I saw your true face.

I taught at Harvard for 15 years, Eddie.

You can check for yourself if you like.

I can assure you I'm not an alien.

Wasn't one of your symptoms that you had sightings?

Yeah.

Is it possible you've transferred some of your anxiety about your abduction

experience onto me?

Well, I don't know. You tell me. You're the one who taught at Harvard for 15

years.

Very often, patients seize upon their doctors as a source of the problem.

You still haven't told me what's going on around here.

We're trying to help you deal with your experiences, Eddie.

To make you feel better.

Now, you seem to think that I have some sort of Machiavellian goal.

I don't.

Well, maybe everybody's right. Maybe I'm just crazy.

No. No, you're scared.

Confused. If you would just participate in the process, perhaps you won't be

anymore.

Hey there.

Are you okay?

Yeah.

Hi.

I just wanted to thank you for sticking up for me today.

I kind of felt like a fool.

No, you were brave.

I'm not a hero, you know.

You are to me, Eddie.

Human contact I've had since my wife left me.

I've forgotten how nice it could be.

That loneliness you talked about, I felt it too for so long.

We trust each other, right?

Yeah, of course.

You were right.

Something weird is going on here.

Weird how?

I was in Sherrick's office the other day.

And when he looked away, I... I pulled this from the file cabinet.

Look at it.

It doesn't look human.

Man, you're going to get me sent back to prison. I just want to find out the

truth out of the way. Find the truth or your sanity.

Hey, I'm not seeing things, okay?

Sherrick is not human.

Look.

Look. You got this.

I hate all this.

So what?

You ever see handwriting like that?

Man, I ain't no linguist.

I'm telling you, this place... It's not set up to cure us. They're trying to

find out what we know, and they're going to use it against us.

And Sherrick the alien got a government grant to run this place.

Damn, now I know you tripping.

All right, maybe this place is more than just a treatment center.

But Sherrick sure as hell don't look like the freak I saw on that ship.

I got evidence, Hathaway.

Don't dig too deep, Eddie.

You might not like what you find.

well -founded, my friend.

Come with me.

Sometimes I feel like... fish.

Okay. A fish takes for granted that the only element of existence is water.

A fish gets hooked, pulled up and out of its existence into the above and

beyond.

Perhaps a fisherman decides it's not a keeper, throws it back in.

A fish swims back to its school and cries, hey, I've just seen what is not

water.

I've seen dry land.

And the other fish don't listen.

They refuse to believe that anything lies outside the boundaries of their own

existence.

It's my belief that the aliens are aware that we have valuable information about

their existence.

And they're trying to stop us from getting the information out.

Like the fish who has seen dry land, we're ignored by our fellow men.

But as more and more of us get abducted, we become harder to dismiss.

That's why they've sent one of their own.

Sherrick.

Always guard yourself against alien mind control.

You've had recurring visions?

Yeah, of course. We all have.

Those visions are meant to control you. Make you think you've gone crazy.

Convince the outside world to ignore your tortured cries.

Aliens can bend your mind to their will anytime, anywhere.

Insane, Eddie.

Sometimes I think it'd be a lot easier if I was.

The truth awaits if you're courageous.

Locate the object aliens implanted within you.

Then you'll understand the depth of their evil.

I'm nervous, Eddie.

I really don't want to be here.

It's alright.

You lie there and relax.

Then why are we doing this?

I'm training you again now.

You had a nightmare.

What are you doing here?

I bribed an orderly. Money has its advantages. Are you okay?

Gosh.

What a dream.

I couldn't sleep.

Why? What's wrong?

An assessment of psych war tomorrow.

Mandatory, remember?

I don't want those memories brought up again.

They hurt.

Why do you think Shirk's so intent on probing our memories?

Because he's one of them.

He's an alien. Don't you see it? It all adds up.

The handwriting, the clothing.

Can you believe that?

I don't know what I believe.

I just know that I'm so scared.

Don't be.

He showed me I'm not insane.

What are you doing in here?

Just exploring.

You should leave.

Maybe you should explain these.

I know what you're trying to do.

And what's that, Eddie? You're trying to find out what we know.

You are one of them. One of whom, Eddie? The aliens that I saw on the ship.

You're wrong, Eddie.

I'm going to take this file and I'm going to tell him what's going on here.

Go right ahead, Eddie.

It's your file.

Get those mind games, Sherrick.

That's not going to work anymore.

You stay away from Courtney.

All prisoners in here. I'm getting out of here. Anybody coming with?

Come on, man. Calm down. They are not trying to help us. They're trying to

something from us. Like what? The truth of our experiences.

They're trying to stop us from exposing them.

Sherrick is using the implantation device to control our minds.

Oh, man, you're getting to sound more like Quasco each and every day. Anybody

coming with me?

Couldn't. No way.

I don't know. Where would I go? I can't go back home. Come with me.

I don't want to be back out in the world.

We can make him understand.

All right.

Y 'all better be careful.

Johnny, come with us.

No, man.

Hanging out with the aliens is better than going back to prison.

This way.

Gotta get to Oscar.

He's nuts.

Legitimate. More than anybody else.

He knows what happened up there.

We can't just leave him here.

Eddie, promise that you'll stay with me.

No matter what happens.

Yeah. Of course I will.

Oh, my God.

Why would he kill himself?

What's happened to Mr. Kwaska is a blow to us all.

I'll share your feelings.

I hope that you won't let this interfere with what we've been accomplishing

here.

Great, Doc. Great attitude.

Kind of callous, don't you think?

I'm simply trying to say, Eddie, that I think we should carry on with our work.

Yeah.

Come on, let's get out of here.

You're free to go, Eddie, but Courtney is another matter entirely.

He can't hold it. Let's go. She knows very well why she can't leave.

Go ahead, Courtney.

Tell your new friend the circumstances under which you admitted here.

I'm not a voluntary patient.

I was committed by my family.

If she leaves, I'll be forced to make certain notifications.

Please, Dr. Sheriff, no.

Courtney, you're not alone anymore.

You have a choice to make, Courtney. You can go and ruin your life or stay.

Oh, you don't have to listen to this crap.

Come on, let's go. The man's delusional, Courtney.

Are you going to let him excommunicate you from your family?

Are you going to let his paranoia infect you?

If you go, I'll be forced to notify your father.

I can't go, Eddie.

Courtney.

You don't know.

The heartache that caused my death.

This place is going to kill you.

Eddie, relax.

Come on, relax.

What did you do to her, you son of a bitch?

Hey, why don't I go to the bathroom?

Sure. Hurry back.

Howdy, gentlemen.

Have a diagnosis. You'll get a better sense of what happened.

I'll just call back.

Gordon.

Gordon, we gotta get out of here.

Gordon.

I'm looking for you, man.

Eddie, Eddie, hold on. Hold on. Get out of the way, man.

Listen, Eddie.

Eddie, Eddie, listen.

Man, don't you do nothing stupid.

Sheriff.

You killed her, you son of a bitch. No, no. You killed her. Eddie,

Eddie, I want you to get a grip of yourself.

Open the door. What are you doing in there? Don't take it hard on yourself.

Open the door.

Hey,

leave me alone.

Oh, my God. I couldn't stop him.

The shark's not the alien.

come tomorrow.

But they don't come tonight.

It is said that madmen and fools are the children of God.

And yet we seek to confine these children to the outer reaches of

away and ignored.

Is it possible that what we dismiss as their mad ravings may in fact be the

wisdom of profit?