All language subtitles for Resident Alien.S04E06_Track03

- Previously
on "Resident Alien"...

[screeching]

- Harry needs us to get rid
of that Mantid alien body.

- That's the Mantid
off our to-do list.

- You sure this is the spot
Mike saw the Mantid?

- Don't play dumb.

We found your tiny
hidden camera.

- Ben? The cookie girls.
- What cookie girls?

- The aliens, the ones
who took our baby.

- Someone has to watch
the diner

while you play
the music festival.

Are you doing
the bank drop for the bar?

- Mm.
- Can you do mine too?

There's two grand in here,
and I need to deposit it

so I can do payroll tomorrow.

- Asta's money!

- Being human sucks.

Heather and my bird babies,
they're gone.

But I still want a family.

- You have family.

- Here's to being friends.

[fork clatters]

- Harry?

- [grunts]

[dramatic music]

Who the hell are you?

Where is Asta?

* *

- You, known on Earth
as Harry Vanderspeigle,

stand before
the Galactic Housing Council,

the supreme cosmic authority
in the universe.

This assembly
is called to order.

- The Housing Council--
a galactic body so powerful,

they can transport you
to their chambers mid-pie.

- You have been summoned
because the Grey aliens

have brought charges
against you.

They've sent
a legal representative

to argue their case.

- Happy to be here, Gary.

- Good to see you, Sedrick.
How are you?

- Wait a second.
You two are friends?

Gary, I do not think
that that is fair.

- Silence!

You cannot call me Gary.

Only my in-laws
can call me Gary.

One jolt for insolence.

- Jolt?

What the hell is a--

[gibbering]

Well, son of a bitch.

- Cursing will also
not be tolerated.

- No.
[gibbering]

Son of a...

lady who is not nice,

really just misunderstood.

- You stand accused
of the following:

refusing to leave Earth,

sabotaging the Greys'
Yellowstone operation,

kidnapping a human infant,

harboring a Grey stowaway
known as Bruce,

and, worst of all,

unleashing a Mantid alien
into the universe.

- [gasps]

- [tsking]

- Allegedly.

- If found guilty,
you will be sent to Marea.

- No, no, not Marea!

It is a slow, agonizing death
in a noxious acid pit

1,000 times more acidic
than the warmest cola drink,

impossible to escape,
like one of those

diseased ball pits
at Rat Cheese Pizza.

- Oh, I almost forgot.

I, uh, picked you up
a little something for Sharon.

- Oh, ha, oh, that's lovely.

That's very nice.
- That's super nice.

- Really gonna like that.
That's really...

- This is some bullshit.

- Three jolts!

[laid-back acoustic strumming]

* *

- Harry?

- Rosie play?
Here comes the...

- Harry?

Harry, are you here?

Bridget, have you seen Harry?

- [trilling]

- I don't speak
whatever that is.

Harry's gone.

He disappeared,
like, out of thin air.

- [trilling]
- What? More cereal?

Don't you have four hands?

Can't get your own cereal?

Okay.

- [trilling]

- Yes, sure, no problem.

Good?
- Uh-huh.

[baby crying on TV]
- Rosie?

Okay, take it.

[line trills]

- I don't get it.

- The money's gotta
be here somewhere.

[phone ringing]

Shit.

Asta.

Probably looking for the money.

Judy, come on, you're supposed
to be helping me find it.

- You lost it
when we were really drunk,

so I thought I'd get
really drunk again to find it.

- [scoffs] Will you please
help me look for it?

- Fine.

[phone chimes]

- God.

Sorry, Asta, I'm gonna have
to silence you.

[groans]

- Hey, maybe you took the diner

and the bar money to the bank
and just forgot.

- Jude, you're a genius.

- Yeah, like, sometimes
I'll go to the grocery store

really drunk
and forget I even went.

And then I open the fridge,
and I'm like,

how'd that dead chicken
get in there?

- Damn it.

59 money's still there
and, for some reason, this bra.

- Oh, me.
[chuckles]

That's mine.
- Ugh.

Obviously I didn't go
to the bank.

What did we do?

- Oh, remember I took
those sexy-ass selfies of us?

[country music]

* *

- Jesus.

Ooh.

How much did we drink?

- I don't know.

But this morning, I peed for
so long that I had to sit down.

- Wait, look at this one.

There's somebody with us.

Do you recognize those boots?
- No.

I like them, though.

They're, like, the sturdy kind
that makes my foot look normal.

- Asta's probably freaking out.

I'm gonna tell her
I deposited the money

but the bank made a mistake.

Banks make mistakes
all the time, right?

- Totally.

That's why I keep all my money
in jars under my mattress.

- That could explain
your back problems.

- Oh.

- Regarding count four,
by stealing a baby,

the defendant took property
essential to SHP,

my client's
Soul Harvesting Program.

- I'm sorry, what is a soul?

I heard it talked about
on Earth.

Does it have something to do
with sexy-time music?

- A soul is an immaterial
consciousness

with quantum correlation
that gains it eternal life.

- Souls transcend
the physical realm.

Humans are the only beings
in the universe that have them.

- My clients harvest
the souls of human infants

because of their purity,

untouched
by life's experiences.

- So they can live forever?

- In a way.

The Greys have
a proprietary process

that converts them
into an effective

wrinkle reduction cream.

- But the Greys do not
even have wrinkles.

- Exactly. It sells itself.

Oh, it also doubles
as a savory dipping sauce.

- Ooh.
- A savory dipping--

have you not heard of ranch?

- We are willing to drop
the kidnapping charge

if you tell us
where you've hidden the baby.

- The baby, yes, it's right
where you wouldn't think,

up your butt with a coconut.

[laughs]

[gibbering]

Omaha, Nebraska.

[gibbering]

The Ute reservation
just past Highway 1.

If you hit the 7-Eleven,
you've gone too far.

[breathing heavily]

I need my alien energy.

- You mean this?

- There it is,
my alien energy.

I thought it would be purple.

- The Greys failed to apply
for the proper permits

before taking it, so we
confiscated it on your behalf.

- Oh, give it to me!

- Not until you answer
for your most grievous offense.

When you released the Mantid,
it stole a Grey ship

which was tracked to Earth,
where it has commenced

its breeding process.

Soon the Mantids will take over
the entire planet,

destroying the Greys'
only source of human souls.

- And the only way
to stop it is to kill it.

- Look, I mean...

if you want a dead Mantid...
[laughs]

I can get you a dead Mantid.

I mean, I'll have to track it.

And I'm gonna track it,
and I'm gonna kill it.

And then I will bring you
the Mantid right back here.

Because it is already dead,
and I know where it is buried.

- The Housing Council
will give me my energy back

when I deliver
the already dead Mantid.

Us humans call that a win-win.

- I can't believe
the Greys harvest souls.

- I think you humans
care too much about souls.

I mean, what are they good for

other than making
wrinkle cream?

- Okay, well,
you're human now, too,

and there's way more than that.

My dad says that the soul
is like a thread

woven into everything
around us.

When someone dies,
they become part

of the land, sky, everything.

But if the thread's cut,
it's like tearing

a hole in the world,
destroying the balance.

- Like when I pulled
that loose thread on my sweater

and the sleeve came off.

- Because your sweater
is exactly as important

as the fabric of the universe.

- I miss that sweater.

[suspenseful music]

- I planted trail cams
in the woods

to try and find the Mantid.

* *

- During the hypnosis, I saw
our baby alive on a spaceship.

- I hear a rustle, and I saw
that Mantid with my own eyes.

- And that implant
they put in me, I mean,

who knows how long
it was there for?

- I lost time.

I have an image of an alien
messing with my memory.

- She was there.
D'arcy was on that ship.

- Hot damn, that there
is one proper evidence board.

I might need
to make one of these

to track down whoever's swiping
all the fuchsia Post-Its

from the supply room.

- Oh, we have a bunch
of fuchsia Post-Its

at the house if you need some.

- Really?

- So we have two aliens
out there--

Joseph and that Mantid.

- Actually,
there might be a third.

- Oh, great.

Let's just close the
Patience Tourism Bureau now.

- You mean the trunk
of your car

with those outdated pamphlets?

- Well, I just got new ones,
and these ones fold correctly.

- Last year
when Peter Bach came to town,

he said he was here
because of an alien.

But he never said who.

- But Peter Bach is dead now,
so we'll never know.

- Peter Bach is alive.

- What?

- Oh, my God.

- Mm-hmm,
and he can see aliens.

- Wait, if he can see aliens
and aliens took our baby,

then maybe he can
help us find her.

- Wait, you have to get
in touch with him.

- Sorry, for my safety, I have
no way of contacting him.

I have to wait for him
to contact me.

His rules.

- Okay, well, that's something.

- Yeah.

- Gives me a bit of hope.

* *

- * Somebody set me free *

- [sighs]

Asta's not here.

I told Jay to tell her
I was looking for her

when she gets back.

That should buy us some time.

- Okay, well, I've been
researching like crazy.

- Did some googling.

- The boot in the picture is
a Trailblazer XT 1420 lace-up.

The company
was founded in 1985,

but they discontinued
this model in 2019.

Then I did
some serious digging.

- Did some more googling.

- Only three stores
in Colorado sold it.

The closest is in Boulder.

So we drive there.

You use your points to get us
a quaint but tasteful room

at a fancy hotel, like with
a fireplace and fuzzy robes.

We go to the store.

- I'm glad to see
you two are okay.

- Hold on, Miss Black Boots.

I'm searching
for some black boots.

[mysterious music]

- Jay, you're the one
with the boots.

You saw us last night.

- Yeah.

Y'all were out of your minds.

- What?

Nah.

We were just having fun,
you know?

- Yeah.
- Did we even drink last night?

- I don't know.

I was so wasted, I blacked out.

- We had a few.

- Yeah, well, you said
you had a bag of money

and that you wanted me
to meet you

in that town
from "Shawshank Redemption."

- Zihuatanejo?
- Zihuatanejo.

- But instead you went to
the clinic to party with Ellen

because Judy needed
birth control,

except she called them
baby candies.

- Ellen. Jude, let's go.

* *

- You have to leave the mug.

- [slurps]

Ow.
[slurps]

Ow.
[slurps]

Ow.

I'll be back for my refill.

D'arce, wait up. I have snacks.

- Now that the Mantid's gone,

I'm sitting on a stockpile
of Manticide.

- Easy, just get rid of the M
and tell people it kills ants.

I'm just glad that the Mantid
is dead and buried forever.

- Wait, did you say buried?

I don't think
you can bury a Mantid.

Praying mantises shed
their exoskeleton to grow.

If Mantids
are anything like them,

burying them
in moisture-rich soil

would trigger
an advanced form of molting

and help them regenerate.

The Mantid
might still be alive.

[suspenseful music]

- Where the hell is it?

- This does not feel
like the best time

to say it could be anywhere.

- The Mantid is still alive?

- Yes.

But do not worry.

It is not the end of the world.

- Why did it refill the hole?

- So that nobody would know
it was still alive.

- That sounds like
the end of the world.

- Mm.
- [sighs]

What now?

- I need to find the Mantid
and kill it.

- Okay, well,
at least the Greys don't know

where the baby is, right?

- Yeah, that's--
that's super lucky.

[birds chirping]

- Harry, do the Greys know
where the baby is?

- Someone may have accidentally
told them where it is hidden.

- Someone? You?

- Well, let's not play
"who said what?"

- It was you.
You said what.

- Mm.
- How could you do that?

God, we have to go to the rez.

- No, no, we cannot go there.

We need to find the Mantid
and kill it.

- The baby is the priority.

- I do not understand
why humans ignore big problems

and obsess over trivial ones.

How is a tiny, insignificant
baby more important

than a brave warrior
slaying a deadly Mantid enemy?

[shrilly]
Snake!

[mysterious music]

* *

[knocking]

- Ladies, welcome to my office.

- Well, you mean Asta's office.

- Asta's playing waitress
for the last couple of days,

so I promoted myself.

Suck it, corporate ladder.

- Corporate ladder is a bitch.

I finally made
head crossing guard

after they saw what I was worth

and after what that fire truck
did to Mrs. Collins.

- Uh, yeah, congrats
on the fake promotion, Ellen.

- [gasps]

- But we're trying
to piece together last night.

We lost something.

- I gave the birth control
to Judy.

You took the whole packet,

said you wanted to be
"extra safe."

And then you ditched your
jacket in that guy's truck.

- What guy was that?

- The long-haul trucker
who gave us a joyride.

I got a pic of his truck
when he drove away.

You two were flashing him,

trying to get him
to honk his horn.

- [laughs]

- Jesus.

Okay, good.

- Aw, you got my good boob.

[baby fussing]
- Shh.

- Yeah, uh-huh,
yeah, we can have her

by there in about an hour.

All right, got her
a safe spot off the rez.

We'll just get her packed.
- Thank you, Kayla.

I'm so sorry I had
to pull you out of the powwow.

- Oh, don't worry about it.

They didn't call
fancy dancers yet.

Indian time.

- Babies are small.

All they need
is a protein bar, a blanket,

and some leaves
to wipe up their droppings.

- It's funny, now that I know
you're an alien,

everything you say just sounds
so much more obvious.

- Since you're such
a baby expert, here you go.

Why don't you take her
so we can finish packing?

- No--
- Thank you.

[baby crying]

- [chuckling nervously]

This baby is pissed
about something.

- Well, you know, you could
give it a protein bar

or wipe its ass with leaves.

- Okay, just to be clear,
don't do that.

That was sarcasm.

Take her to Gram
to get changed,

and then just keep her company.

- I do not want
to keep her company.

She always beats me
at that letter tile game.

- No, the baby, not Gram.

Just take her for a walk.

- Okay, sh--shush, shush.

It's okay.

Shh.

- You think maybe we're being
a little premature

turning the guest room
into a nursery already?

- I mean, it's been so long
since I felt any sense of hope.

Knowing there's someone
out there who can see aliens,

it gives me at least a little.

Just let me have it, okay?

- Yeah, yeah, of course.

[soft music]

* *

- Remember these?

- [chuckles] Yeah.

[ominous music]

* *

Oh, my God.

Max said that this
was Dr. Vanderspeigle.

- I know.

And he drew them
at the same time

that Liv said Peter Bach
was looking

for an alien in Patience.

* *

[baby crying]

- [groans]
Please, just stop.

Is there an off button
or a pause?

I should be the one crying.

I must find and kill
a deadly Mantid.

Joseph had all his powers,
and the Mantid

still turned his face
into a jigsaw puzzle.

[drumming, people chanting]

- [squeals]
- Is it the drums?

Do you like the drums?

- [squeals]
- [laughs]

Did anybody else see that?

This baby just smiled at me.

I'm suddenly feeling a strong
connection to this baby.

I have felt this before
with Bridget

but not with a human baby.

This must be the reason
humans do not eat their young.

[drumming, people chanting]

What is this feeling?

The energy in here
feels alive.

Are you reaching for the music?

Is that what you're
reaching for?

[chuckles]

- Your little one feels it,
doesn't she?

- Yeah, she is less pissed,
even happy.

- [chuckles]

That is the power
of the Jingle Dress Dance.

Each step
of these women's dance

is a healing prayer.

- Their prayers
are in their shoes?

- No, the sound of the jingles

is like hundreds
of tiny prayers,

reminding us that we are all
part of something bigger.

- I think I'm feeling
big feelings.

- If you're thinking,
you're not feeling.

Now, come on.

How do you feel?

- I feel like
you keep hitting me.

But I also feel like...

I'm connected...

[soft dramatic music]

To everything.

It's like Wi-Fi.

- Nanama.

- Your Wi-Fi network
is named Nanama?

My Wi-Fi network
is named Nacho Wi-Fi.

[laughter]

* *

- Nanama means "together."

We are all connected to all
things through the creator.

Just close your eyes
and listen.

* *

Nanama is the great mystery
that connects all things.

It's how the river
knows where to flow.

It's how trees talk
to one another underground

or how a rez dog
magically appears

every time
you open a bag of chips.

[heartbeat thumping]

How do you feel?

* *

- I feel like I found
something I need.

- Then you are listening
real good.

[drumming]

- Hey, guys, what's going on?

- We would like
to report a...

both:
Crime.

- Okay.

Tell me what happened.

- Did I hear you say
you wanted to report a crime?

'Cause I'm not sure
if you're aware or not,

but crime is my middle name.

- Actually, it's Eugene.

- Someone stole money from me.

- How much?
- Oh.

- Couple thousand.

Been saving up my tips.

- That's a lot of cash.

- Well, I'm a great bartender.

- Yeah.

- So when did
this crime happened?

- Oh.

- Oh, that's
on a need-to-know basis.

- We need to know.

- Last night.

- Yes, we were out,
on our way...

- Mm-hmm.
- To...

- Zihuatanejo.
- Tanejo.

- The town
from "Shawshank Redemption"?

- Correct.
- Yes. Exactly.

It's very popular
this time of year.

- Yeah, it's a seasonal
destination.

- It's their Christmas--

- Christmas destination.

- I got a better question.

This person
who stole your money,

what'd they look like?

- Oh, he was a trucker.

- He had a trucker face,
yeah, all...

- Right here, trucker, trucker,
trucker, trucker, trucker.

- Trucker-y.

- And we were in his--
you know, his big rig.

- Big rig.

- And I left
my jacket in there.

- She left the jacket.
- Money was in the pocket.

- It was in the pocket,
and Ellen told us that...

- Listen to this.

- We gave him D'arcy's
phone number, right?

But he has not called us
about the money.

- Not once.
- So clearly he stoled it.

- Ellen told you
that you gave him the number.

- Yeah.
- Yes, Officer.

- But you were there.

- We have a photo...

- A photo.
- Of his truck that...

- Booyah.

- Has a partial
license plate.

So you could run it.

- Run the plate.

- So let me see
if I got this straight.

You two got shit-faced and have
no memory of the night,

decided to retrace your steps.

Along the way, you found out
you flirted with a trucker,

left two grand in his cab,
and your only lead is a blurry

half photo of a license plate.

So you came in here
hoping Deputy Liv would

pull some strings and run
the plate, technically filing

a false police report,
which, fun fact,

is a felony under Title 18,

Section 1001 of the U.S. Code.

- I had the same thought.

Sorry, D'arce,
but the guy is long gone.

You're never gonna
see him again.

- Well, that's the last time
I show some random trucker

my good boob.

[pensive music]

[drumming, people chanting]

- Oh, there's Harry. Let's go.

- Ah!

- Hey.

- I take back what I said
about you standing out.

- Mm.

- You're like a duck in water.

- I do not understand
the duck part, but...

I belong here.

I think I understand what
you meant about the thread.

'Cause I'm connected
to this baby,

and we are connected
to everyone and everything.

- I am with you on that.

- I wish we could stay
and watch, but we have to go.

- Hmm?
- We have to go.

- Oh, we should stop and get
some leaves on the way.

- No.

- It's stinky.

[soft music]

* *

- It has to mean something.

Do you think it's possible
that the alien

has been Harry all along?

- Is it possible?

I mean, you've met him.
[door clicks shut]

- Hey, what's up?

Where did you get those?

- We found them in your room.

- Max, buddy, why did you say

this was Dr. Vanderspeigle?

- How should I know?

It was, like, forever ago.
I was, like, two years old.

- Just because you drew
like you were two

doesn't mean you were two
at the time.

- Hon.
- Yeah.

- I was probably going
through an alien phase.

You've been going through
your stinky candle phase

for years now.
- Okay.

- Look, honey,
I need you to be honest.

You may not realize it,
but the truth here means a lot.

Your dad and I trust you, okay?

And this is--this is
one of those moments

when that trust really matters.

I don't care
what you said before, okay?

We love you no matter what.

Just tell us the truth
right now.

Is Harry Vanderspeigle
an alien?

[dramatic music]

- Why did you call
that guy Harry?

- Because he's hairy.
- No, he's not.

He's just a guy.

* *

- No, Harry's not an alien.

- Okay.

Thank you for being honest.

- You should read
my candle reviews on Etsy.

4 1/2 stars.

- I used to see
Mr. and Mrs. Mayor's baby

as a small problem compared
to getting my powers

and defeating the Mantid.

But after this powwow,
something in me has shifted.

I can feel how Asta
experiences the world.

Sometimes small things are not
as small as you would think.

- Okay, one problem down,
a couple big ones to go.

You have to find that Mantid.

- Do not worry about that.
I have a solution.

- Oh, good. What is it?

- I have no idea how to get
my alien powers back

or defeat and kill the Mantid.

But the energy
of the Jingle Dancers

made me feel
somehow things will be okay.

I will tell you tomorrow
after we've had some rest.

[phone buzzing]

- Okay.

Hello?

Yes, this is Asta.

Wait, I'm--I'm sorry,
what do you mean,

the money wasn't deposited?

- * All my favorite people *

* Are broken *

* Believe me *

- Here's your coffee, Liv.

- * My heart should know *

[soft music]

* *

- You look lost.

- Hi, Liv.

I'm fine.

Did Peter Bach
reach out to you?

- No, not yet.

Sorry.
- Ugh.

You know, I always admire you.

Feels like no matter
how bad things get,

you manage to stay positive.

Like--like, you're
still able to have hope

that things will get better.

- I always try.

- Yeah.

Wish I had some of that.

My baby is--is gone, and...

every day that goes by,

I feel further and further away
from her.

- I think I know how to help.

- Hey, where have you been?

I've been trying
to reach you all day.

- Yeah, hey, um,
I put you on silent--

not you specifically,
everybody.

It's been a crazy day, so...

- Oh, okay, well,
the bank called,

and they said
they never got that money.

- Huh.

That's weird, 'cause I--
I dropped it off last night.

I left here,
got the money from the 59,

and--and went to the bank,

dropped it off
in the overnight slot thing.

- Okay.

Okay, good.
[laughs]

Wow, I guess
it's just a bank error.

- Yeah, bank error,
happens all the time.

Totally, yeah.

- Oh, my God. Listen to this.

[pensive music]

It has been insane here.

Harry got summoned
by the Housing Council.

He promised them a dead Mantid.

When we went to dig it up,

it wasn't there.

It just, like--
like disappeared.

[dialogue fading]

- Sorry, I gotta run.

- Oh. Okay. Uh.

Well, I'll catch up
with you later?

* *

- Even though I feel
everything will be okay,

in case it is not and Marea
is my final destination,

I am labeling my belongings
so that those

who have touched my life
will have

something to remember me by.

Asta will like this
since she gave it to me,

and it's just like new
because I never used it.

You're welcome.

[pensive music]

Hey.

Hello, person
who does not knock.

What are you doing here
without Asta?

- We're not always together.
- Yes, you are.

You even have one of those
four-legged bicycles.

- It's called a tandem bike,
the Beast, you know.

I can remember when we got it,
this flea market.

Asta acted like
we had found gold.

I said it was a death trap,
but she was so excited.

So we bought it and fixed it up
over the weekend.

And then when we got on it,
we just immediately fell.

We fell again
and again and again.

And then something clicked,
and we--

we found our balance,
and we just--

we were like this team,
you know.

We were unshakable.

We were just this--

[breathing deeply]

This force, and--

* *

And now I don't--

I don't know.

- Next time,
just say, "We bought a bike."

- [laughs]

See, this is why I came to you.

You're not sentimental.

It's like talking to a plant.

- Oh, look,
there's an actual plant,

just what you were looking for.

Goodbye.

- I'm barely holding on.

I'm, um...I'm scared
of where my mind's going.

And I'm really scared of what
I might do if I'm alone.

[somber music]

- You did not come here to talk
about bicycles or plants.

- Asta gave me
some money to deposit,

and I got drunk, and I lost it,

and then I lied
to my best friend,

and she actually believed me.

- Oh, so the lie did its job.

- Yeah, but...

she's supposed to know me
better than anyone.

And if she just
believes the lie,

it's like she can't--

it's like she can't see me,
like, the real me.

- If I could see the real you,
what color hair would you have?

[laughs]

- Brown.

- [sighs]
Asta's trusting.

She's a trusting person.
She trusted you.

- Yeah, but Asta used to see
through my bullshit every time.

And now she just believes me?

I mean, it's like--

she--she--she knows I'm a liar.

- Well, I told Asta that I had
a solution for the Mantid.

I do not. I am a liar also.

Up top, deceiver.

- But you don't care
if she believes you.

I do.

If she can't tell
that I'm lying, then who am I?

Do I even exist?

Should--should I?

- What do you mean,
should you exist?

You--you already do exist.

Oh.

- Yeah.

Oh.

- Let's call Asta
on the phone, hmm?

- So she can say
everything's okay,

even though she knows it's not?

Asta won't admit it.

But she and a whole lot
of other people

would be better off
if I wasn't in their lives.

I don't need somebody
to lie to me.

I just--I need somebody
to answer the question.

- What is the question?

- I don't feel good
about my life.

Why should I keep going?

* *

- If you would have
asked me this question

when I first came to Earth,
I would answer differently.

I wanted all humans to die,
even you.

But I've changed.

I see the value of human life,

even yours.

- What's the value?

Every dream I ever had is dead.

Sometimes at night, I just--

I just walk around for hours.

And I look up at the sky,

and I just feel so small...

* *

And so worthless.

- If you were worthless,
Mr. and Mrs. Mayor

would not have their baby.

You are not small.

You are part of that sky

that you were looking up at.

Me too.

This old woman that I met--

she was violent;
she hit me.

But she also taught me
about something called Nanama.

It is how we are all connected.

I am in you.
- Ew.

- And--and you are in me.
- Gross.

- And if you were not here,
the world would be incomplete.

- What happened to you?

Did you grow a soul
or something?

- My species do not have souls.

- But you just told me
the old lady,

she said we're all connected.

Did you feel connected?
- Yes.

- That's your soul, dumbass.

You obviously grew one.

That's why you felt connected.

- Get the hell out of here!

- I will not.

[soft music]

- I'm really a human.

- Yeah.

Welcome aboard.

It is really hard.

- Maybe it is not.

Maybe the problem is,
humans make it hard

when it's really easy.

[moody country music]

* *

- * Moonlight shining
through the trees *

- Here it is.

- It's a tree.

- No, it's the Fairy Tree.

- Yeah, okay.
[chuckles]

Do you really expect me to
believe that fairies are real?

- Did you ever think you would
believe aliens were real?

- Well, you got me there.

- My Aunt Kathy brought me here
when I was little.

She said this is
where the fairies live

and that I should
leave a mint for them.

So now whenever I feel lost,

I come here to remind myself

the world is full of magic
and hope.

- I think the day I believe
the world is magic

is the day that I'm standing
in my house

with my baby in my arms.

- I'm so sorry
you're going through this.

I can't imagine
how terrible you feel.

- I think it was really sweet
of you to bring me here.

- Did you want to leave
a mint for them?

- Oh, you can do it.

- I just left one
a couple of days ago,

and now it's gone.

- Hmm.
- Maybe the squirrels.

Still feels good, though.

Sometimes when you
feel helpless,

like there's nothing
you can do,

at least you're
doing something.

- Okay.

- Okay.

Yeah.
- Yeah.

- * Moonlight shine on down *

* And shine on me *

* *

- I do not see
the dead Mantid with you.

- Prepare the shuttle
for Marea.

- No, wait.

I have come with a new offer.

- You are in no position
to negotiate.

- Well, if you return
my alien energy,

I will kill the Mantid
and bring it to you here,

ridding the galaxy
of this dangerous threat.

And if I do not,
the Greys can have me.

- [laughs]

My clients prefer assets
with actual value.

- And isn't this exactly
what you offered before?

- Yes, but things have changed.

The Greys wanted me
to kill the Mantid

so they could
keep stealing babies' souls--

disgusting.

But what if I told you
there is another being

that can grow a soul?

- Impossible.

Not even humans can grow
a soul from nothing.

- Not impossible.

I am living proof.

I am that being that grew
a human soul right here.

- Let the record
show the defendant

is pointing to his penis.

- My pe--penis?

No, no, not even cl--
the penis is down here.

I mean, sometimes
it's over here.

Sometimes it's over here.

And when I'm jogging,
it's like--

I mean, you don't
even know where.

But I'm pointing to my heart.

- Let the record show the
human penis is in the heart.

- God.

If I fail to kill the Mantid,

the Greys can have me
and my soul.

But only if they agree
to give up

Mr. and Mrs. Mayor's baby
now and forever.

- Having the ability
to grow their own souls

instead of transporting them
from Earth

would be greatly beneficial
to the Greys.

Baby shipping costs
have gone through the roof.

- But how do we know
you actually

grew this soul
you're referring to?

- He would not have made such
a selfless offer otherwise.

- If the defendant is offering
himself as collateral,

we agree to relinquish
all claims

to the human baby in question.

- Then this council
accepts your offer

and will grant your energy...

- To an executor

who will provide it to you
at their discretion.

- An executor?

The ultimate prize
for enduring

all the challenges on Earth

has been something
beyond any possession:

a human soul.

[soft music]

- Hey, Jay,
does this money drop envelope

belong to the diner?

Looks like one of Dan's.

- Yeah.

Where'd you find this?

- Mail carrier
dropped it off at the station.

I'm guessing there's
about $2,000 in there.

He said somebody dropped it in
the mailbox next to the bank.

Hmm.
[chuckles]

Can't imagine
who would have done that.

[laughter]

- * Yeah, we all *

- There's the bank.

There's the drop box thingy.

- Eat this money bag.
Num, num, num.

[laughter]

- * I know we don't
deserve it *

- Oh. I peed.

- * But we need it anyhow *

[soft country music]

* We hang in the balance *

* Dangle 'tween hell
and hallowed ground *

- But perhaps the best part
of being human is,

no matter how difficult
life gets,

we always have hope.

- * And every single one
of us *

* Could use some mercy now *

* *

[door clicks open]

* Every single one of us
could use some mercy *

- Ben, is that you?

[music playing over earbuds]

[music stops]

[baby cooing]

[soft dramatic music]

* *

Oh, my God. Oh.

Ben! Ben!

- Honey?

Is that her?
- Yeah.

- Hi.
[laughs]

Hi.

* *

- Unfortunately,
sometimes all of your hope

sits in a single jar

and is handed to the last
person in the galaxy

you would want
to have control over it.

[dramatic music]

* *

- Daddy?

[chuckles nervously]

- * My church and my country *

* Could use
a little mercy now *

[soft country music]

* As they sink
into a poisoned pit *

* It's gonna take forever
to climb out *

* *