All language subtitles for The Outer Limits_S06E18_Something About Harry.srt - 2

[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.