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[dog barking]

[door closes]

-Hey, morning. -Wa-- wai-- wait.

-[device hisses] -[scoffs] Dear Lord.

What is that?

Uh, this is a CX 500 receiver.

Josh put a bug in his sister's phone.

We were listening to her talk to her boyfriend.

That guy's a jerk.

Zach, that's terrible.

Would you like someone doing that to you?

I don't really think anyone would be that interested in my life.

I have trouble maintaining interest.

Well, speaking of your life,

have you filled out those college applications yet?

The deadline passed months ago.

[sighs] Mom, I thought we resolved this.

An education isn't your thing.

Okay.

What are you doing?

[exhales] Making sure the ad for the room out back

is in the paper.

You're serious about that?

You're going to rent out my room?

Honey, with your father gone,

It was getting pretty lonely in here.

And I'm kind of enjoying having you in the house with me.

[chuckles]

Besides, we need the money.

Did you talk to the guys at his office

about the insurance?

Yes, and they said

his policy didn't mature for another six months.

[sighing impatiently]

I know how much you hate the idea of giving up your space,

but we just don't have a choice.

Look, maybe I'll get a decent job, All right?

Maybe... Maybe I'll win the lottery,

And then things will be back to normal.

I don't think things will get back to normal

any time in the near future.

I've got to go. See you later.

Have a good day at school.

"Have a good day at school."

That's an oxymoron.

Bye.

[groans]

-What do you want? -I think you know.

Look, my wallet's in my briefcase.

There's not much in there, but--

This has nothing to do with money.

-[pants] -[whirring]

What the hell is that thing?

Well, it looks like you've been invited to the party.

No! No, you've got the wrong person.

I have no idea what this is all about.

What are you doing?

[screaming]

[weapon powers down]

[lock opening]

[doorbell ringing]

-Hello. -Hi.

I'm here about the room.

[Control Voice] 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 thousand 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.

From the time we are children,

We are taught to mistrust strangers.

But are we always as wary as we encourage them to be?

[Zach] That guy creeps me out.

Why? He seems very nice.

Exactly. He's working too hard at it.

Honey, you'd be suspicious if Mr. Rogers moved in.

Mmm-hmm. Look...

We don't even know this guy,

And he's living in our house now.

That doesn't make you uncomfortable? It's...

Look, it says right here,

Harry Longworth,

Vice President of Research and Development

for Dellacorte Industries.

You can have 500 of these printed in an hour, Mother.

And I just spoke to his boss in New York,

who says that Mr. Longworth is, in fact, in town

looking for a site for a new manufacturing plant.

C'mon, you don't know if the person you spoke to was his boss.

That could just be someone else in on his scam.

And what kind of scam Would they be pulling in Hunterville?

Skimming the bingo money away from the Kiwanis Club?

Look, all I'm saying

is that this guy

could be anybody or anything.

He could be wanted by the FBI.

Oh, or maybe when he was five years old,

he was the shooter on the grassy knoll.

See, he had this tiny little rifle--

Mom, I'm trying to be serious. Honestly, Mom.

Honey, you've got to learn to trust people once in a while.

Yes, okay, but...

If he's a businessman,

Then, why's he staying here instead of in a hotel?

And why would his company want to build a manufacturing plant here

instead of some place closer to their main office?

-It doesn't make any sense. -Enough.

Mr. Longworth paid three months in advance,

and you know we need the money for the mortgage.

Besides, he's got all the comforts of home there,

and I'm sure we'll probably never even see him.

[sighs in exasperation]

I just want to say that I don't like it, okay?

-I'm going to watch him. -Leave him alone, Zach.

He made it very clear that he wants privacy.

Which, by the way, is why he decided

to take our room out there and not stay in a hotel.

Come on.

And Nellis is just an Air Force base.

Nellis?

Nellis...

Nellis? Area 51?

[mockingly] Hello? Hello!

You can be very naive sometimes, Mother.

[siren wails]

-Lieutenant, you got a minute? -Sure. What've you got?

Statements on the Lowry disappearance.

He never made it to work yesterday,

just dropped out of sight.

Pete, you know we've got to wait at least 48 hours

before we can move on a missing person.

For all we know, he probably got tired of the rat race and took off to the Caribbean.

It's possible, but the timing doesn't jive.

See, he was about to close on a big Escrow yesterday afternoon.

According to my sources, it meant a rather large bonus for Lowry.

Okay. You've got my attention.

Keep on it.

Hey.

[beeping]

[vehicle approaching]

[rock music blaring]

[electronic humming]

[humming dies down]

-[brakes screech] -Hey!

Hey, Mr. Dayton.

Hey, Zach.

You've got to be more careful with that thing there. [chuckles]

What are you? My mom?

Oh, you ought to listen to her.

She's a smart lady.

How's your mom doing these days?

Oh, she's fine.

Just trying to adjust, I guess.

How about you?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Listen, if the both of you ever need anything

or you just want to talk,

I'm there for you, all right?

-Thanks. -All right.

Hey. You almost done?

Yeah, just finished. What's up?

Hitting Cosmo's for lunch?

Always. Come on.

[Zach] So then his coat opens up a little bit

and I can see inside what he's got,

And he's packing some, like, really, really bizarre-looking gun.

What, you mean like an Uzi?

No, no... Like-- Like, bizarre, like...

I've never even seen anything like it before.

I couldn't even describe it. I have the picture on the...computer.

What? What's the matter?

[Zach] Longworth and his buddy.

What?

That's them. That's who I was talking about. Come on.

-Dude, I'm not finished with my pizza. -Would you just--

What?

Come on.

-Did you see that right there? -See what?

That-- That green light.

No, I must have missed it.

-You didn't see that? -No.

[scoffs]

Are you sure they came down here?

I don't know. I thought they did.

All right, you know, I'm going to go back and finish my lunch, man.

You can't just leave, man. They came down here.

Zach, there's nobody down here, man.

Come on.

Come on.

[squelching]

Mom, just listen for a second.

Honey, I'm listening.

No, you're not. You're not "listening" listening.

Sweetie, I don't think Mr. Longworth is a kidnapper.

I didn't say he was a kidnapper.

Well, I haven't ruled that out, but...

All I'm saying is I think he's involved in something really weird,

or maybe illegal.

Zach, do yourself a favor

and give these crazy theories a rest.

They're not so crazy if you just stop and think about them for a second.

Hey, you said the same thing when you once tried to convince us that

there was a three-headed troll living in your closet.

Come on! I was six years old then!

I know, but you still believe in the Bogeyman...

Except he's moved from your closet

to the apartment in the backyard.

Fine, fine. You know what?

Thanks for all your support.

Zach!

Honey, I'm kidding.

[Pete] Oh, hey, Frank?

Elizabeth Andrews.

Who was the last person to see her?

Not certain. She left the office around noon for lunch.

She never made it to the restaurant.

Mrs. Johansen over at the mini-mart

said she thinks she saw her

talking to that guy who's staying with the Hennigers.

Harry Longworth?

Yeah, that's him.

Hmm. Anything new on Mr. Lowry?

Still MIA.

So that makes two.

Coincidence, or have we got ourselves a problem?

Well, somehow, I don't buy Hunterville

as a target for a kidnapper or a serial killer.

Hey, people can go postal in any size town.

Well, I'm sure there's a perfectly logical explanation for all of it.

Anyway, I'm going to check out this Longworth.

You keep on Lowry all right?

-Can I keep this? -You got it.

Great. Thanks.

[Walt] Everyone in Hunterville

is very excited about your company opening a plant here.

Well, Mr. Coghlan, it's not a done deal yet,

but I am hopeful.

Do you think there's going to be a problem

to get the City Council to rezone

that parcel of land we just looked at?

Between you and me, Mr. Longworth,

I don't think it's going to be any problem at all.

[Frank] Walt.

Oh, Frank.

I'd like you to meet Mr. Longworth.

-He's here to-- -See if Hunterville

is the right place for a new manufacturing plant. I know.

Detective Frank Dayton. How are you?

Nice to meet you, Detective.

Likewise.

Uh, Walt, could you excuse us?

I have to talk to Mr. Longworth for a minute.

Oh, sure, of course, yeah, that's fine.

I've got to get back to the office anyway.

All right, Mr. Longworth, I'll let you know

How things go up from our end.

Thank you.

-Thanks very much, Frank. -See ya.

Uh... Can we take a walk?

Fine with me.

I understand You're staying at Nancy Henniger's place.

Yes, it's a nice little house.

And she's a nice lady.

Is there a point you're trying to make, Detective?

She's suffered a lot the past few months, and--

And you want to make sure that I behave myself

and not cause her any more grief, right?

More or less.

Well, not to worry. All I want

is a little bit of privacy and a roof over my head.

But, tell me something, Detective,

what exactly happened to Mr. Henniger?

He died in a car accident.

He and Nancy were driving in the woods

for about ten miles outside of town.

The car went into a skid,

crashed into a tree.

Must've hit a patch of black ice or something.

And they were both in the car?

Steve was killed, but Nancy was thrown clear.

Lucky lady.

If you call losing your husband lucky. Then, I guess she is.

Well, like I said,

I will treat Mrs. Henniger

with nothing but respect.

Was there anything else?

As a matter of fact, there was.

Does she look familiar?

Not really. Should she?

She didn't make it home last night,

and she was seen talking to you yesterday.

Well, there was a woman that I asked directions from...

What do you think happened to her?

Probably spending the weekend with her boyfriend.

You going to be in town long?

As long as it takes to get the job done.

Well. Take care.

Always do.

Got any spare change?

Hey, come on, you've got to have a couple of bucks. I'm a war vet!

I'm homeless! I'm hungry!

I can only eat free-range food, and that stuff's expensive!

Help a guy out.

How about you two? You got something for me?

-As a matter of fact, we do. -[grunts]

-What are you doing? -Shut up!

[grunting]

[groans]

[panting]

You know what we want.

How can I know what you two are talking about?

[panting]

What are you guys doing?

[indistinct radio chatter]

It's the cops. We better get outta here.

We've got to take him with us.

[groans] No. No!

[whimpering]

[grunts, whimpering stops]

[Zach] He's leaving.

Okay, let's go.

Hey, are you sure about this?

I mean, isn't this like breaking and entering?

What are you talking about? We own that apartment.

-It used to be my room. -Yeah, I know, but--

Look, I'm going to check it out.

If you don't want to move, stay here.

I'm going to go.

Does this guy hang meat in here?

Guess he's used to a cold climate.

Yeah, the Antarctic.

I hope rent doesn't include utilities.

Okay, what exactly are we looking for?

Anything suspicious.

Hey, here's a briefcase.

Let me see it.

"HL", Harry Longworth.

"HL" could also stand for Herb Lowry.

Is that that guy from the bank?

You know, um, I probably shouldn't tell you this,

but I heard my Dad talking.

Mr. Lowry hasn't been seen in a few days.

What was he, kidnapped?

They don't know what happened to him.

-Are you serious? -Yeah.

Well, then, if this is his, this could be proof

that Harry Longworth and his partner are kidnappers.

[chuckles] You don't know that.

You might be jumping to-- Okay, what are you doing?

-What does it look like I'm doing? -No, but you--

-We need evidence. -You're going to break the--

-[cracking] -You broke the lock.

Yeah, I broke it, man.

[grunts]

Okay, you have to admit that's pretty suspicious, right?

What? It's empty.

Yeah, why would someone

be walking around with an empty briefcase?

I don't know, but we'd better put it back.

Hey, check it out.

What is that?

[groans in disgust]

I don't know,

But it looks exactly like that stuff from the alley.

Hey, um, can you give this to your dad?

Have him send it to a lab or something?

Yeah, no problem.

[car signal sounding]

Crap, that's him.

-We've got to go. -Let's go out the window.

[door shuts]

[lock creaking]

-What the hell was that? -What?

-That glow. -The computer.

How did you get in here? The door was locked.

Oh, a locked door is not much of an obstacle

if you're motivated, right, Zach?

Oh, by the way,

I found this extra key in my apartment.

But I think I'll hang onto it

just in case I lock myself out.

Oh...

I used to read books like this when I was your age.

I always fantasized

that I was this great detective,

so I would spy on my family.

But one day,

my father caught me eavesdropping on one of his phone calls.

It was completely innocent,

but you didn't screw around with my dad.

Snooping has its price.

Why don't you get some sleep?

[Frank] Pretty late for you to be out, Zach.

I just really needed to talk to somebody.

Josh shouldn't have said you anything to you about Mr. Lowry.

Oh, no, no, no, it's not his fault. You know...

He just thought that we found something

that could help you on your case.

It's not really a case, Zach.

But Mr. Lowry is missing, right?

I appreciate the information,

but I don't think you should be getting involved--

What if Longworth had something to do with it?

The guy is living in my house.

Don't you think you're blowing this all out of proportion?

No, he's really scary, okay?

I looked him up.

There's no Mr. Longworth listed in New York city.

A lot of people are unlisted.

Okay, fine, that's fine,

but tonight he just broke into my room,

and was shining around

this really weird scanner thing.

I'm sure there's an explanation, Zach.

[sighs]

Okay.

What about this?

-What are these? -Look.

What is it?

I don't know what it is.

But that one came from Longworth's apartment.

And this one-- This one came from that alley

where he was talking to that girl.

I had to scrape it off my shoe.

Is she missing also?

I'm not at liberty to say.

Fine.

Can you have these analyzed or something?

Can you send them to a lab or--?

Zach, the nearest lab is 30 miles away,

and they're probably backed up for months.

Then, what am I supposed to do?

All right, here's how we play it.

You stay out of Longworth's hair,

and you let me handle the investigation, all right?

-You are going to check him out? -Sure, absolutely.

I'll look into it.

Yeah, thanks.

[metal clattering]

[clattering]

[clattering]

What are you doing here?

What's going on?

What's happening?

[Frank screaming]

Hey.

Hey.

Need some help?

Sure.

You can pick up the trimmings.

Ow.

Honey, be careful of the thorns.

I remember your father once saying

that roses were one of God's contradictions,

beautiful to look at, but dangerous if you got close.

He could be a real poet once in a while.

It's crazy, sometimes,

I really feel like he's around,

watching us or something.

Honey, I know.

Mom...

I don't want the same thing to happen to you.

Oh, what do you mean?

There's some really strange things that are going on right now and--

This guy, who's moved in-- He's crazy.

Zach, please, I don't want to hear anymore.

Mom, I'm not making this up.

Do you know there's a guy from the bank who's disappeared?

Mr. Lowry's his name,

Has disappeared and there's a woman, too--

It's on the front page of today's newspaper.

-Are you serious? -Mmm-hmm.

Well, then, you know what I'm talking about.

I know that I have a son with an overactive imagination.

-Come on. -Zach.

Honey, you're not going to lose me.

That's a promise.

[Harry] Morning. [Nancy] Morning.

I was wondering, could you spare a cup of coffee?

[chuckles] No problem.

I'll put on another pot.

How are you, Zach?

Fine, thanks.

It is a beautiful day.

Perfect conditions to ride your motorbike.

[Nancy] That's not a bad idea.

You know, I think I'll stick around.

I've got some things to do.

No more secrets.

I got a call a while ago.

They want us to accelerate.

Accelerate? We're going as fast as we can.

[Harry] Did you happen to mention

that the local rag ran a cover story

On the people of Hunterville disappearing?

They knew about it already, of course.

My instructions are to complete our mission as quickly as possible and get out.

The faster we do this, the greater the chance that we'll be discovered.

They're aware of the potential for collateral damage,

but it's obviously been designated as a foothold.

[Parker] And what about the kid?

[Harry] It's only a matter of time.

Do they know exactly how many targets there are?

No, there's no way of knowing for certain,

but the guess would be 20.

[Parker] They asked if we needed more help.

No.

It'll just draw more attention.

I think our best plan

is to double our efforts

and then get the hell out of Dodge.

[Parker] If it makes you feel any better,

there's a team working in Denver,

They have over a hundred targets.

[telephone ringing]

Go.

Yeah. Yeah.

Okay. Got it.

They've spotted two potential targets.

One's trying to catch a plane in half an hour.

We have to move fast. Who's the other?

It's her.

They spotted her downtown.

[Parker] They think it's time to take her out?

[Harry] I'll grab her, take her to the warehouse.

I'll handle the guy at the airport.

[breathing heavily]

Just like the map in the paper.

[clicks, beeps]

[squeals]

[exclaims]

[continues squealing]

Mom!

Mom!

Mom!

Mom!

Mom?

Mom?

-[screams] -[Zach] Oh, God!

You scared the hell out of me.

-Sorry, Zach. Sorry, take it easy. -That's all right.

I just came by to see your mother,

and the door was unlocked.

-Is everything all right? -No. No, no, no.

Longworth and his partner just left.

I think they're going after my Mom.

Whoa, whoa-- what are you talking about?

I just heard them talking on my transmitter about their "mission"

And how their leader wants them to accelerate their process.

-Process? What process? -I don't know.

But I think it has to do with kidnapping.

Well, abducting people and turning them into aliens.

-Aliens? Now, hold on a second. -I went out to his room

and I found this suitcase with tubes full of that green stuff,

I showed you and one of them had a snake inside of it.

-A snake? -No, it wasn't a snake, but it looked like it was...

I think it was some sort of alien,

that they shove down people's throat, then it turns them into aliens.

I mean, I don't know, but I can go out and show you.

No, no, no-- we don't have time for that.

Let's stop, think...

Do you have any idea where Longworth is now?

Um, they said their next target was downtown,

I think it's my mom.

Her name was on this list that I found in his room.

Okay.

Let's go.

Zach! Zach...

Zach, is this the place where you saw Longworth?

Yeah-- no.

I thought I saw him come in here,

and the goo was right here.

Calm down. Just calm down.

Maybe he went through one of these doors.

Yeah, um... On the radio,

they said, um-- They said something about a warehouse.

Warehouse. Okay.

I remember from when I was a beat cop--

Now, hold on.

What's over here.

-This could be it. -Go on.

[unlocks, opens door]

[cocks gun]

If you find Longworth, are you going to shoot him?

Not him, Zach.

What are you doing?

I don't like doing this, but you know too much.

Oh, my God, you're working with him?

You're one of them?

No one ever said you weren't smart, Zach.

Wait.

Look, you don't have to kill me.

I can just go away,

and I'll forget all of this, I swear.

-I'm sorry. -Wait!

Mr. Dayton, it's me, it's Zach.

I'm your son's best friend. Josh.

You know Josh, right? He's your son.

[grunts]

[indistinct conversations]

[Nancy speaking faintly]

[Harry] ...Promises don't mean a thing to me.

I think you know exactly what I need.

[Nancy] I don't know what you think I am,

but you're wrong.

[Harry] Come on, now.

Tell me what I want to know.

You know who I am.

You know why...

[Nancy] No, I don't. [Harry] Oh!

We can do this the easy way

or we can do this the hard way.

It is up to you.

I know there are many like you

who think they can resist.

You tell me who they are.

I keep telling you, I don't know.

Your species is so arrogant.

But you have underestimated us.

We will not rest until we've wiped all of you off the face of the planet.

Leave her alone!

Honey, thank God.

Zach? Let me explain.

No, I know all about you.

I heard you talking to your friend.

I bugged your apartment.

You're trying to convert humans into aliens.

That is not what's going on here.

Don't listen to him, Zach. He's dangerous. He'll kill us both.

Zach, you're not going to kill me.

Get back. Get back!

I'm not going to let you take over my Mom

Like you took over all those other people.

I am not taking over anyone.

You're lying. Your whole thing's a lie.

I know you don't work for Dellacorte Industries.

You're right.

I work for the government.

You just said you're from another planet.

Not me. Her!

[chuckles] You're crazy.

Zach, untie me.

Zach, I know this is hard for you to believe but that's not your mother.

-That is an alien. -Shut up!

-Zach, believe me. I'm telling you. -Shut up!

I swear to God, I'll shoot you.

Zach, I'll prove it. [grunts]

It's okay.

You did the only thing you could.

-Now-- -[weakly] Don't give her the gun.

Give me the gun.

[Harry] No...

Zach... [screams]

Mom!

Damn hunter.

[gunshot]

[distorted voice] I hoped to wait until you got a little older

before your conversion, "son,"

But under the circumstances, I think the time is now.

-No. -Don't worry.

You won't feel a thing.

[gasps]

-[Patrick] Get back! -[grunting]

Mom!

I'm sorry, Zach.

I know it's a shock.

The aliens got to your mother

and they killed your father.

Your parents weren't in a car accident.

Harry wanted to tell you,

but we couldn't risk your mother finding out.

That was their cover story.

He died trying to save your mom.

[squeals]

You're lucky it didn't get to you.

She killed... It killed Mr. Longworth.

[beeps]

He knew the risks.

I'll get a team in here to sanitize the area.

In the meantime,

you and I need to talk.

[thumping]

[grunts]

I've been looking for you.

I guess I found you first.

You won't be needing this. [grunting]

What's this all about?

Orders from the homeworld.

They don't take kindly to those who've discovered their presence.

So you're just going to kill me?

Right here?

-You can't do that. -Can't I?

I'm a cop.

You jumped me, we struggled, you died.

Happens all the time.

It's unfortunate

your friend Mr. Longworth won't be here to help you.

[gun cocks]

That is unfortunate.

[screaming, squealing]

Luckily, I've got a new partner.

[Control Voice] As long as an enemy is judged solely by his appearance,

his victory is assured.