All language subtitles for The.End.of.Oak.Street.2026.1080p.MA.WEB-DL.DDP5.1.Atmos.H.264_(SDH)

[intriguing music playing]

[lighthearted music playing]

[chattering]

-All right. You ready?
-[child] Okay. Yeah.

[bicycle bell rings]

-Yep.
-Mom and I are gonna win.

-Not a chance.
-Why am I doing this again?

-Fatherly duties.
-Oh, yeah, I remember those.

-Go!
-Go! Go! Come on!

[cheering]

Wait for me.

-Getting into the corners.
-Oh, my gosh! Oh, my gosh!

[rock music playing]

Down the beach.

Yeah. Here we go.
Okay, I got it.

Okay.

-I got it.
-All right.

Hey! Come on, Denise.

-Okay. All right.
-That's great, man.

-Hey, man.
-Nice.

-You got a great family.
-Ah.

You're a lucky man.

Yes, I am.

-A little bit more.
-Mm-hmm.

-Two--
-Hey, Mom.

Look who wanted
to come out and play.

Sorry, just--
Give me one second.

[whispering] Brian. No.

[barking]

You can't leave
Starbuck at home.

He loves
the summer block party.

Honey, he loves it too much.
All right?

Your dad and I both said
you can't bring him.

No.

Dad said it was okay.

[sighs]

Okay.

Starbuck?

Starbuck, listen to me. Right.

You can stay,
but you have to be good.

All right? No biting.
No digging holes.

And no stealing food.

-[Starbuck barks]
-See? He knows.

[pop rock music playing]

So what are you gonna do
after we graduate?

Oh, my mom's gonna help me
get a job at Michigan Bell.

What about you?

I can't afford it.

But if I could,
I'd go to Cornell.

That's where
Carl Sagan teaches.

Who's Carl Sagan?

You've never heard
of Carl Sagan's Cosmos ?

No, is that like
science fiction?

No, he's an astronomer.

Mmm.

Uh, he wrote that human beings
are like butterflies

who flutter for a day
and think it's forever.

That's kind of depressing,
isn't it?

I don't think so.

Katie.

Hey, it's good
to see you, babe.

You got here early.

I wanted to spend the day
with you.

Aw.

[neighbor] Audrey, look out!

[neighbors exclaim, laugh]

Go!

[new wave music playing]

Good boy. Good boy.

Hey.

Hey.

These are just about ready.

Oh, I'm sorry I can't do
the grilling. I-I gotta go.

Can't-- Why?
You said you'd do it.

Yeah. They need me to do some
deliveries this afternoon.

I thought you were
quitting the side jobs

after Chrysler
brought you back.

Well, yeah, I just wanna make
a few extra bucks.

What's the big deal?

Well, uh...

We agreed we needed
a family day.

And now, you're leaving.

Uh, and we agreed that
Starbuck should stay home.

And then you told Brian
he could bring him.

Yeah, well, just let
the boy hang out with his dog.

Can we talk for a minute?

[music continues]

Mom and Dad
are fighting again.

Do you think they're
ever gonna get a...

No.

No, they wouldn't do that.

How long are we gonna keep
putting off the conversation?

Oh, can't we just
enjoy the weekend?

It's not working.

The kids can feel it.
Brian's already acting out.

He's just being a 13-year-old.

Greg, stop doing that.

-Doing what?
-Ignoring the problem.

It's a beautiful day,
isn't it?

Yes, it is.

Look, I-- I gotta go.

I-- I'll see you tonight.

[news reader] Star player
Lance Parrish had two hits

despite the Tigers
losing to the Rangers.

And speaking of stars,
NASA is still tracking

a series of unusual ripples
in space

coming off
an unprecedented wave ...

That is so sweet of you.

- ... of solar flares.
-Come on inside.

Due to this activ--

Have you told your husband
about your book?

[gentle music playing]

No. [chuckles]

No.

I don't think
he'd appreciate it.

Well, that's a shame.

I love what you've
written so far.

Thank you.

It's hard to describe how much
this surprised me.

I would never have guessed

that you could write
something so intense.

Well, I mean,
it's not really me.

It's-It's just a story.

Well, I love some
of the little details.

Like the fact that she always

keeps her yellow suitcase
packed.

Ready to leave for New York

the minute she gets up
the nerve to do it.

And that scene

where she's holding
the suitcase in her arms,

and cries while she watches
her children

playing in the yard

is heartbreaking
and beautifully written.

[inhales sharply] Thank you.

I'd like to read the next
draft when you're finished.

Are you sure? You have been
so generous with your time.

I-I feel bad.

Denise, I edited my husband's
work for 40 years

without a lot of gratitude.

I'm more than happy
to give some editorial advice

to someone who cares.

Well, thank you so much.

I-I can't tell you
how much I appreciate it.

Oh. Do you have a minute?

Sure.

I-I want to show you something
in the backyard.

[neighbors chattering
in distance]

[intriguing music playing]

Strange, isn't it?

Yeah.

What do you think it is?

I don't know.

I can get a botany book
from the library

and maybe
we can figure it out.

I just don't know how
it could've grown so fast.

I'm certain it wasn't here
a couple days ago.

It grew this much in two days?

Well, either that or somebody
transplanted it as a joke.

I don't know
how funny that is.

Want me to pull it up for you?

Sure, if you don't mind.

Hey, let me get
some of that flask, bro.

Just a sip.
You're being greedy.

Have you told
your parents yet?

No.

Aren't you a little bit
worried about it?

A little bit.

Maybe they just, like,
won't find out about it.

Of course they will.

Charles Tucker's
older brother's

gonna beat
the hell out of you.

You broke
the kid's arm, Brian.

Of course he's not
gonna forget.

-It was an accident.
-Bullshit.

You threw a stick
into the spokes of his tires.

What'd you think would happen?

Thought he'd go flying
off his bike like Superman.

-Oh, he did.
-[laughs]

Way up into the air.

Yeah, you're lucky
he's not dead.

I mean, when his brother sees
you, he's going to kill you.

And I mean kill you.

That's why I got
my bow and arrow.

What good is that gonna do?

Put an arrow in him.

Hey. Hey.

Take a look.

That's the new girl, right?

Oh, get down.

[playful music playing]

[new girl] Yeah.

Should be nice.

Oh, she's pretty.

[kid 1] Heard she goes
to some kinda private school.

She doesn't look rich.

You don't have to be rich
to go to private school.

You just gotta be, like,
Catholic or something.

[chuckles]

I'm thinking
of becoming Catholic.

-Shut up, Fergus. Idiot.
-[chuckling]

Denise!

Hey, Denise!

Mel, what is it?

Your dog got in my yard
again last night.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Oh, you're sorry? Okay, well,

I woke up hearing
the damn thing barking.

He would not shut up.

Do you know I barely
slept last night?

[stutters]

Brian said there's
some raccoons

in the trees back there.
Starbuck must be trying to...

You don't understand. I don't
care why he's doing it.

Okay, he's now dug a hole
under my fence.

He has shit all over my yard.

I am just so sick of it.

I-- Well, I'll make sure
that he is on a leash

until we get
the hole filled, okay?

Fine. Fine. But you know what?

If that dog comes in my yard
one more time,

I'm gonna shoot it.

[smacks lips]

Listen, Mel. My husband
is too kind to say this,

but if you so much
as point a gun

in the direction of my dog,

I'll burn your
damn house down.

[ambient music playing]

-See you tomorrow.
-See you later, man.

Hey, Brian.

You help me with this?

Yeah, Dad.

Is everything okay?

Yeah.

I made some good tips.

I got us a pizza for dinner.

Great. I'm starving.

Well, there's plenty to eat.

Why do we gotta
take this thing off?

Wouldn't it just be easier
to leave it on all the time?

Yeah, it embarrasses
your mother.

Oh. [chuckles]

You're gonna stop
with the cigarettes, right?

I don't smoke.

-Don't lie to me, Brian.
-I'm not.

I can smell it on you.

Sorry, Dad.

-What's with you anyway?
-Nothing.

Trying to impress somebody?

No.

That crap is the reason

your grandpa got
his vocal cords cut out.

You don't want cancer, do you?

Uh-uh.

All right. Let's put this
stupid thing in the garage

where your mother
can't see it.

[laughing]

I was like, "Hold on."

[Greg] What was that?

I have no idea.

Mel's really getting
to be a problem.

He threatened the dog today.

Wait, what?
He better not hurt Starbuck.

No, no, no.
Nobody's gonna hurt the dog.

Hey, Starbuck.

This is Mel's head.

You want to bite it, right?

No, no, that's not his head.
That's his balls.

Yeah, Starbuck.

-Here's Mel's testicles.
-Good boy. Get his--

Oh. Okay. Good boy.
You want to go get it?

-Come on, get his balls.
-Go get him!

[Greg] Yay!

He's chomping on them.

That's what he's gonna do
to Mel's balls.

Dad, tell Brian to keep his
mouth shut while he's eating.

It's so gross.

Don't talk when you've got
food in your mouth, Brian.

Ew.

-Mom, he's been so gross...
-Mm-hmm.

...since the time
he was a little boy.

Do you remember
when he pooped in the bath?

[Brian]
Okay, that was a little poop.

No. No, it wasn't.

[Greg] No, she's right.
It was a lot of poop.

[Brian] Okay... so what? What?

I was just like four years old
or something.

-[Greg] Uh-uh.
-[Audrey chuckles]

[voices trail off]

[peaceful music playing]

Now were you or were you not
on the night of June the 13th

in Mrs. Throttlebottom's
chicken coop?

Soitenly not!
I was in the house!

-What house?
-The doghouse.

Nyuk, nyuk, nyuk, nyuk!

[typewriter keys clicking]

["Arie And Lee" playing]

-[crickets chirping]
-[owl hoots]

[rumbling]

[eerie music playing]

-[barking continues]
-[wind whistling]

[music crescendos, fades]

[suspenseful music playing]

Hey, boy. You're all wet.

Good boy.

What did you see?

[Brian] Did anybody else
see that weird light

in the backyard last night?

-What weird light?
- The Chicago White Sox...

I don't know
where it came from,

but Starbuck was all
freaked out and barking.

Oh, great. That's all we need.

What did it look like?

Well, there was a light coming
through the window.

It was really bright.
It flickered.

And then the wind
was blowing all crazy.

And then it was gone.

Could have been lights
from a helicopter.

Or a UFO.

Aliens.

[chuckles] Shut up, Dad.

How long was he barking for?

Long enough to wake me up.

[knocking on door]

[groans]

Hey, Mel, what's going on?

Nothing good.

Kids pulled off one hell
of a prank last night.

What happened?

They didn't do
anything to you.

Oh, you gotta see it.

It's gonna take me
all day to clean up.

Hey, Mel, what--
what are you talking about?

No, no, come on.
Come take a look, Greg.

[sighs] All right.

Holy shit.

Yes, yes, that is
exactly what that is.

That is about a couple
hundred pounds of cow manure.

You think my kids did this?

-Either them...
-[flies buzzing]

Or your wife.

Oh, come on now, Mel. Really?

[laughing]

-You see, I knew it.
-Hey. Brian. Audrey.

-I knew they did it. Damn it.
-Stop laughing.

I knew it.

Look, they just think
it's funny

because it's, uh...

I promise you, my family
had nothing to do with this.

Greg, please. Okay.

If it wasn't them,
then who else did this, huh?

You're the only neighbors
I'm having trouble with.

[Greg] I have no idea.

But if you need help cleaning
it up, then I'll be here.

And Brian can help, too.

What?

[laughs]

-Thank you, Greg.
-Come on, man.

-I appreciate it.
-All right.

[intriguing music playing]

[Audrey laughs]

[music continues]

Denise, it's so nice
to see you.

Good to see you,
Mrs. Valcourt.

I was wondering if you could
help me out with something.

Oh. Yes, what do you need?

Mrs. Huddleston found
this plant in her backyard,

and we're trying
to figure out what it is.

Now, I looked through
all of these books,

but I can't find
anything like it.

Do you have any idea
what it could be?

It's funny. It looks a lot
like Pleuromeia.

Uh, Pleuro... What's that?

It can't be Pleuromeia,

because that species
has been extinct

for over 200 million years.

-200 million years?
-Yes.

[chuckles]

I'll tell Mrs. Huddleston.
She'll get a kick out of that.

I'm sorry I couldn't
help you more.

[Denise] Hmm.

[lighthearted music playing]

I like your new bike.

Thanks. I mean, the handlebars
are pretty cool.

I customized them
a few days ago.

[friend] My bike is all black.
I need a new one.

Yeah, this one's, like, red,
and blue. It's pretty cool.

You think maybe
I should get it, too?

I think you'll like it.

Wait! Brian!

It's Kaden Tucker!

-Oh, shit!
-Go, go, go, go!

Brian Platt! Get back here!
I'm gonna kick your ass!

You're dead!

Come on! Let's get him!

-Get him!
-Let's go!

[thrilling music playing]

Oh, shit!

[Kaden] Where are you, Brian?

No point in hiding.

Come here, Brian!

Come out, bitchsqueak!

You broke my brother's arm!

Just you wait
till we find you, Platt!

Brian!

[Kaden's friend]
We're coming for you, Brian!

[Kaden] Come out, come out,
wherever you are!

[Kaden's friend laughs]

[Kaden] You're done, Platt!

Let's go left. We'll find him.

[thunder rumbling]

Thank you.

You're welcome.
Thanks. Good night.

[melancholic music playing]

[TV character 1]
Right next to his hand.

[TV character 2]
Let's drink it.

[TV character 3]
Yeah, let's get drunk.

Man, you can't get drunk
on one can of beer.

[music continues]

[thunder rumbles]

[rumbling]

[ominous music playing]

[music crescendos, stops]

Mom!

Dad!

[groans, sighs]

The power's out again.

What was that noise?

It felt like
my eardrums popped.

[Greg] Denise? Kids?

Could have been lightning
striking a transformer.

I don't know.

The clock's dead.

Must have happened
just past 11.

-Everybody all right?
-Yeah, Dad, we're fine.

Did you guys
see that lightning?

Yeah, it was bright as hell.

The whole sky lit up
just like that.

-Where's Mom at?
-I don't know.

Denise, you downstairs?

[Denise] Yes.

I'm here.

Everybody okay?

Yeah, we're all fine.

Just a little startled,
I guess.

What were you doing
in the basement?

Huh? Laundry.
Washing your dirty underpants.

-Funny, Mom.
-[Greg groans]

My ears are popping like
I just flew in an airplane.

Yeah, mine too.

That doesn't make sense.

What would cause
that type of pressure change?

[Greg] Yeah, it looks like

the whole neighborhood's
lost power.

[Denise] Phone lines are down.

-Shit.
-Watch your language, Audrey.

Mom, I'm hungry.
Can I get something to eat?

Huh? Yeah.

-Only from the cupboard.
-[Brian] Okay.

[Denise]
Nobody's opening the fridge

until the power comes back on.

I don't want all that food
to go bad.

Did anyone else notice?

The rain stopped.

There's no more thunder.

Yeah, it's quiet.

I think we should all
try and get some sleep,

and hopefully
by the time we wake up,

the power will be back on.

[screaming outside]

-The hell was that?
-Shh.

-Quiet.
-Someone's hurt.

-[screaming continues]
-[Audrey shudders]

Brian, give me
your flashlight.

Wait, no, no, no, Dad.

-Greg.
-What?

I don't think
you should go out there.

Well, someone might need help.
Just stay inside, please.

[eerie music playing]

Hello?

Brian, make sure
the back door is locked.

-And-And check on the dog.
-Check on the dog.

-Dad, what is happening?
-I don't know.

I think we should stay inside
the house until morning.

There could be
power lines down.

I don't know how dangerous
it is out there.

What about the people
who were screaming?

Don't they need help?

I don't know
who those people are,

but the police will be there
to help them.

Back door is locked.
Starbuck's in his doghouse.

-What about the police?
-Thank you, buddy.

Shouldn't we be
hearing sirens?

Audrey, stop it. Are you
trying to scare your brother?

No, I'm not.
I'm just trying to figure out
what's happening.

Why don't you get some pillows
and blankets,

and we'll all sleep
in the family room.

-That's a good idea.
-All together.

Good idea. [stuttering]
Come on. Go get your stuff.

Just a regular slumber party.

Okay, I... [stutters]
...I'll get some snacks.

-I'll get the blankets.
-Yeah.

[yawning] Still no power?

Nope.

Sucks.

I wanna watch MTV.

We'll get it on soon.

Why is it so warm in here?

I'll open some windows.

-Greg?
-[Greg yawns] Yeah?

Starbuck got out again.

-How?
-I don't know.

He must have broken his leash
and dug under the fence.

Can I go looking for him?

No, no, not just yet.

I told you there could
be power lines down

in the street.

Dad, I'm not stupid.
I'm not gonna grab onto one.

Hey, should we drink the milk
before it goes bad?

[Denise] Mm-hmm.

Everybody want cereal?

-Yes, please.
-Yeah.

Yeah.

Thank you.

You staying home today?

No. No, I can go in
a little late.

I'll tell them
about the power.

-They'll understand.
-Okay.

I'll go find Starbuck.

And see what kind of damage
the storm caused.

[sighs] I just hope Mel didn't
do anything to him.

No, no.

He's probably
in the MacAllisters' backyard

trying to get fresh with
that pretty little dachshund.

-Gross, Dad.
-What?

[Denise]
Why don't we go together?

I wanna check
on Mrs. Huddleston,

make sure she's okay.

Yeah. All right,
let's do that.

You two, stay inside
until your mom and I get back.

-[Audrey] Sure.
-[Brian] Mm-hmm.

[Audrey clears throat] Brian,

Kaden Tucker
came by yesterday.

He was looking for you.

[Brian]
Don't tell him I'm here.

Damn it.

Water's not working.

Oh, the main line
must have burst.

That was one hell of a storm.

Are there any utilities
left to break?

No, we got 'em all.

Good.

[Denise] Lock the door
behind us, okay?

Yeah, Mom.

Oof.

It's hot.

Yeah.

[Greg] Starbuck!

[water hissing]

[Denise] Do you hear that?

[Greg] Yeah.

That explains
the water being out.

No, I don't think so.

That's not a burst pipe.

That water is steaming hot.

I'm gonna cut through
the yards,

head over to the next block,
see if they have power.

I have a feeling
that Starbuck's

in the MacAllisters' backyard.

[Denise] Okay.

Meet you back at the house.

[Greg] Starbuck!

[peaceful music playing]

[door opens, closes]

[squawking in distance]

[howling in distance]

[suspenseful music playing]

[howling continues]

[screeching in distance]

Mrs. Huddleston?

Mrs. Huddleston?

[eerie music playing]

Hello?

Mrs. Huddleston?

-[cat meows]
-[chuckles]

[meows]

[eerie music continues]

-[cat screeches]
-[bird wings flapping]

[squawking]

What the hell?

Brian!

Brian! Come here, quick!

[tires screech]

[Greg] Starbuck!

[whistles]

Mrs. Huddleston?

Mrs. Huddleston?

Mrs...

Oh, God, Mrs. Huddleston.

Mrs. Huddleston.

[screaming]

[whimpering]

[eerie music building]

[Denise] Holy Jesus.

Oh, God.

Holy Jesus.

[gasps]

Brian! Brian, get up here!

What's going on?
Why are you yelling?

-I saw something. It was big.
-What'd you see?

And it looked like it was
moving in this direction.

-What was it, an animal?
-[whimpering] I don't know.

Did an elephant
escape from the zoo?

It wasn't a damn elephant!

Are you sure
you saw something?

-Stop it, Brian! I did.
-Okay, okay,

but you're freaking me out.

[squawking in distance]

[metal banging, clattering]

Starbuck?

[creature chewing]

[creature growling]

[Greg breathing shakily]

[creature roars]

[panting]

-[creature roars]
-[footsteps approaching]

[tense music playing]

[creature roars]

[grunts]

[panting]

[squawks]

[dog barking in distance]

[sniffs, squawks]

[gasps]

[roars]

-[grunting]
-[screeching]

[gunshot]

[whimpering]

-Come on! Let's go!
-What?

-Let's go!
-[Denise yelps]

Oh, my God! He's gaining!

-Run, Denise!
-[screaming]

What the hell's going on?

-No! No!
-Get inside now!

-Get inside!
-I just heard a gunshot.

I can do it.

♪ Flintstones
Meet the Flintstones ♪

-Mom, you put her in?
-Yeah, I got it.

♪ They're the modern
Stone-age family ♪

[Greg] Keep moving.
Keep going.

[child] ♪ When you're
With the Flintstones ♪

♪ Have a
Yabba-dabba-doo time ♪

[yelps]

[screaming]
Audrey, open the door!

-Brian!
-Okay.

-Audrey, come on!
-Open the door!

[Denise] Audrey!

Mom, look!

[Greg] Audrey!

-Brian!
-[screams]

[Denise] Oh, God!

[Greg]
Brian! Audrey! Open the door!

[parent]
Oh, my God. What is that?

-[roars]
-[tires squeal]

Open the door, quick!

-Oh, my God! Quick!
-[screaming]

-Brian!
-[roars]

-Go!
-Shit.

-[all screaming]
-[banging on door]

What is that?
What is that?

Mom! Mom.

-Mom!
-[banging continues]

Dad. Dad.

Oh, my God.

[banging stops]

[creature squawks]

[panting]

I think-- I think--
I think they're gone.

[Audrey crying]
What's happening?

-I don't know.
-What was at the door?

-Dad, what was that?
-We've got to get out of here.

-Why don't we get in the car?
-Yeah.

Go to my parents' house.

Maybe this isn't
happening in Chicago.

-That's a good idea.
-Dad, are we gonna die?

No, no, no!

Nobody's gonna die.

-We're all gonna be okay.
-Everybody get some things.

-We're getting out of here.
-Okay.

Go. Come on. Get some things.

[tense music playing]

Okay.

[engine revving]

Audrey, Brian,
keep your heads down.

Don't look out the windows.

[Brian] What about Starbuck?
Are we just leaving him?

He'll be all right.

We can't go
looking for him right now.

He'll be here
when we get back.

[tires squealing]

[Denise] Oh, God.

[Greg] Shit.

[Audrey] Why are we stopping?
What's happening?

We're gonna
go to Gladwin Street.

There's got to be
a way out of here.

[people screaming]

[tires screech]

[Audrey] This is insane.

Where the hell are we?

[creatures squawking
in distance]

[tires squealing]

[whimpering]

[Audrey] It's okay.

It's okay.

[tires screech]

[creatures bellowing
in distance]

[tense music continues]

Mom.

Dad.

What's gonna happen to us?

-Got it?
-Yeah.

[hammering in distance]

-[gunshot]
-[people screaming outside]

You kind of
smell like whiskey.

Have you been...

Oh, yeah.

I might have had a little sip.

I guess I needed to calm down.
You can smell it?

Uh-huh.

I wish you wouldn't drink.

Not now.

I need you here with me.

Well, this is
a lot to deal with.

Greg, it started
before we got here.

Will you please
be honest with me?

I, uh...

I was laid off
a few weeks ago.

I've been trying to find work,
doing part-time jobs for cash.

Why didn't you tell me?

-Well...
-Mom,

where'd you put
the other hammer?

Could you just give us
a minute, Brian?

I didn't want you to worry.

[Denise]
Well, that's just stupid.

No, it's not. I--

I need you
to remember something.

I can handle anything
you can handle, maybe more.

Brian, find that other hammer?

-[Brian] No.
-[Greg] It's in the garage.

It has a yellow handle.

Oh, Audrey, will you
start bringing

the supplies
down to the basement?

-Everything?
-Yeah, yeah.

We're gonna sleep down there.

It's the safest part
of the house.

Okay.

Dad?

What are we gonna do
about Starbuck?

Oh, buddy.

I don't think we can do
anything right now.

But Starbuck
is a very smart dog.

He'll be okay.

You know he loves you so much.

He'll find his way home.

He will.

-[gasps] Dad?
-Yeah?

The basement
is totally flooded.

-[Greg] Oh, shit.
-[Brian] What?

We'll just have to use
the second floor, I guess.

Damn it.

Mom. What is it?

Nothing.

-Please tell me.
-I had--

I had something
very important down there.

-What? What? What was it?
-It doesn't matter.

Let's just keep
this door closed

and hope the water doesn't get
any higher, all right?

Okay. I'm sorry, Mom.

Thank you.

[ominous music playing]

[creature groaning]

[squawks]

-[creature roars in distance]
-[shrieking]

[radio static]

This is the last of the milk.

Well, we might as well
finish it.

Never gonna have milk again.

Don't talk like that.

Maybe dinosaurs have milk.

Don't be stupid.

[Brian] I can't find
any radio stations.

[Greg] Well,
thanks for checking, buddy.

[dinosaurs screeching,
roaring in distance]

Mom?

Is this the end of the world?

[person screams in distance]

No.

It's not.

What is it then?

I think that our neighborhood,

our whole street...

has moved.

I think...

our house
is somewhere else now.

[Brian] Where?

We're in the past.

Aren't we?

How the hell is that
even possible?

I don't know.

It was the lights.

What?

The lights that
Starbuck was barking at.

The lights brought us here.

Yeah, maybe.

I mean,
Sagan wrote about wormholes.

The lights could be portals

moving things between
different points in time.

Like the plant
at Mrs. Huddleston's?

Or the shit in Mel's backyard.

Maybe the lights
carried those things

from the past to the present.

And us back to the past.

How?

Well...

the portals
could have acted as tremors.

It's like
barely noticeable at first.

Swapping
small sections of land

between different
points in time.

And maybe the tremors grew
until the big one finally hit,

and our whole neighborhood
got swapped out.

Well, if that's true,

then it could take us
back home again.

So, what?
Are we just gonna wait here?

-Greg.
-[Greg] Yeah.

Yeah. We're gonna survive.

And we're gonna wait for
the lights to take us back.

That's the plan.

Dad, how do you know
that that's even gonna happen?

We don't know.

Well, I believe it will.

How?

I know.

Because...

God's not gonna
let us die here.

-[Audrey laughs]
-Greg,

you only go to church
at Christmas,

and now you're
telling the kids

-God is looking out for us.
-What about the people...

-You're being ridiculous.
-...getting eaten by animals?

I believe Dad.

[Denise] Okay.

Good.

If it makes you feel better,
believe him.

I'm just scared.

[sniffles]

And I don't want
to lie to you.

["Valerie" playing
over speakers]

♪ So wild, standing there ♪

♪ With her hands in her hair ♪

- ♪ I can't help remember ♪
-♪ ...help remember ♪

- ♪ Just where she touched me ♪
- ♪ Just where she touched me ♪

- ♪ There is still no face ♪
- ♪ There is still no face ♪

♪ Here in her place ♪

♪ So cool ♪

-♪ ... she was like ♪
- ♪ ...she was like ♪

- ♪ Jazz on a summer's day ♪
- ♪ Jazz on a summer's day ♪

- ♪ Music, high and sweet ♪
- ♪ Music, high and sweet ♪

- ♪ Then she just blew away ♪
- ♪ Then she just blew away ♪

♪ Now she can't be that warm ♪

♪ With the wind ♪

- ♪ In her arms ♪
- ♪ In her arms ♪

- ♪ Valerie, call on me ♪
- ♪ Valerie, call on me ♪

- ♪ Call on me, Valerie ♪
- ♪ Call on me, Valerie ♪

♪ Come and see me ♪

♪ I'm the same boy
I used to be ♪

[Denise] I know you were
trying to comfort the kids,

but we might be here forever.

You know that, right?

[Greg] Well, I don't want
to believe that.

[Denise] Of course not, but...

We can't stay in the house
indefinitely.

Eventually, we're gonna need
more food, and water--

We would be killed and eaten
if we go outside.

-Is that what you want?
-There are other people here.

Other families
are trying to survive.

The smart ones
are gonna gather supplies.

Water, food, guns,
ammunition.

Well, why don't we wait a few
days and see what happens?

Okay, we can. We can.

[loud crash, rumbling]

-Oh, God.
-What is that?

[Brian] Mom.

It's okay.

-[Brian] What's going on?
-[Denise] It's okay.

[dinosaur growling]

[glass squeaking]

[rumbling continues]

[dinosaur growls]

-[crash in distance, gunshot]
-[Denise screams]

Down, down, down.
Get down. Get down. Stay down.

-Are you kidding?
-Are you okay?

-[dinosaur bellowing]
-[gunshot]

[Mel] This is my house!

Oh, my-- Oh, my God. It's Mel.

He's on his roof.

He's got a gun.

[dinosaurs bellow]

He's shooting at
the dinosaurs?

-Yeah!
-Maybe that's a good thing.
He'll scare 'em away.

-Or draw their attention!
-He's a damned idiot.

-[Mel] I see you!
-[dinosaur screeches]

I'm gonna send you
back to extinction!

-Oh, no! Get out of the room!
-Go! Go! Get out!

-Kids, please!
-Okay. Okay.

[Mel] This is my house,
you sons of bitches!

-This is my house.
-[dinosaur screeches]

-This is my goddamn house.
-[dinosaurs squawk]

Ah! [groans]

[squawking continues]

Oh! Ah!B

[cries, shouts]

Get off!

-No, no.
-[Mel] No, no, no. Get off me!

-No.
-Somebody help me!

[shouting]

[Denise screams]

[groans] Help me!

-[loud crash]
-[horns honking]

[metal clanging]

Greg?

-Yeah?
-What are we gonna do?

We can't live like this.

There's got to be
some way out of here.

We just all have
to stay together, and--

How do you know that?

What? Well, I don't know for
sure. It's just what I feel.

Will you stop being
so damn optimistic?

This is not gonna be okay.

Well, what the hell
do you want me to do?

I want you to be honest about
the situation. I want you...

That we're stuck here
for the rest of our lives.

That-- That-- That-- That--

That we need to be honest
with our kids

-about what that means.
-Everything I do is wrong.

All year, I've been trying
to keep this family together,

and all you've wanted to do
is tear it apart.

How can you say that?

You never want
to talk about anything

or deal with anything.

And you have been drinking
and lying about your job.

How is that keeping the family
together, Greg?

-[Greg] I'm not the only one.
-How did I lie?

[Greg] All that typing
in the basement!

I read your book, Denise!

You wanted to leave us for
a long time, me and the kids.

That's-- No, that is not true!

-Oh, no?
-No, it's just a story!

Oh, bullshit. It reads
exactly like our life!

No. You don't understand!

-You don't understand!
-Oh, is this too much for you?

Is this too much?
You can't handle it?

How do you think I feel? How
do you think the kids feel?

-When did you stop loving us?
-[Denise] Don't say that!

-You don't listen to me!
-[rock music playing loudly]

-[dog barking]
-You don't actually hear me!

You don't listen
to the words that come...

-[Brian] Starbuck!
-I'm just here.

[Starbuck growls]

-[dinosaur roars]
-[Starbuck yelps]

No, no, no, no! Starbuck!

[Denise] ...making
your whole life happen.

You don't actually hear me!

[muffled arguing continues]

[metal creaks]

[Greg] You nearly...

And you think,
"What does 'the me' want?

How is 'the me'..."

[Denise] I'm the only person
that I think about?

That's what
you're supposed to say!

-[knocking on window]
-[Audrey] Brian!

-[grunts]
-Brian!

[muffled arguing continues]

[Brian] Starbuck!

-[roaring]
-[screeching]

Audrey?

Audrey?

Audrey!

Brian?

Greg! Greg!

[engine idling]

Where do you think they went?

I don't know. I don't know.

We'll find them.
We'll find them.

[Denise] I can't believe
they'd do this.

[tires screech]

[Greg] Brian!

Audrey!

[Brian] Starbuck!

Starbuck!

[gasps]

Shit.

Brian!

[dinosaurs bellowing
in distance]

Kids!

Audrey!

[Denise] What is that?

[low growling]

[snarls]

[groans]

What do I do?

Just keep going.
They'll get out the way.

[growls]

They're not moving.

Oh, God.

Maybe I could
just drive around them?

Tap the horn.

What, we tell every animal
in the neighborhood

-that we're here?
-All right. Well,

drive up on the grass.

[dinosaurs groaning]

-[gasps] Greg!
-Reverse! Reverse! Go back!

-Oh, my God. No, no, no.
-Oh, my God! Go!

Greg!

-Okay then-- Go, go, go!
-Oh, my God.

No! Come on! Come on!

-[growls]
-[Denise screaming]

Greg.

-Greg!
-Oh, it's coming again!

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

[flames whoosh]

Oh, Denise.

Oh, God.

[growls]

[roars]

[both screaming]

Oh, God! Oh, God!

Greg, go! Go! Go!

Go!

[dinosaur growls]

[cat yowls]

[loud thud]

[growls]

[cat yowls]

-[loud thud]
-[growls]

[panting]

[insects chirping]

Starbuck!

[rustling]

Starbuck?

[twigs snapping]

[low growling]

[gasps]

[snarling]

[birds squawk]

[grunts, shouts]

You thought it was funny
when you hurt my brother?

No! No!

Ow! [grunts]

When you broke his arm?

-Stop! Stop it!
-I'm sorry, okay?

Stop! You're gonna kill him!

-Stop!
-He broke your arm!

I didn't mean to.

So what? Who cares?

It doesn't matter anymore!

Please!

-I wanna kill him!
-Leave him alone!

Stop! Get off him!
Please, leave him alone!

-Please! Leave him alone!
-[gasping]

-Please! [panting]
-[coughs]

I'm sorry.

-[wheezing]
-Oh, God. I'm so sorry.

-I don't know what I'm doing.
-[coughs]

I don't know
what's gonna happen to us.

Come on. Let's go.

Let's just try to find Mom.

Let's go, please! Let's go!

[dinosaurs growling]

[dinosaur groans]

Oh, shit.

[water sloshing]

Come on. Come on.

Let's go.

Okay. Come on.

[gasps] Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

What happened?

What happened?

Oh, your face looks like
a pepperoni pizza.

Leave me alone.

I don't want to talk about it.

Why did you run away?

I saw Starbuck.

He was by the house,
but he's gone now.

Where is he?

I don't know.
I can't find him.

Oh, Brian.

You know, he-- he might be...

Don't say it.

[screaming in distance]

-Come on. Come on.
-[person] Somebody help me!

Somebody help me, please!

[screaming continues]

[Audrey] Hey!

Stay away from her!

[shouts, grunts]

[screams]

-Get away from her!
-Hey!

Over here! Hey!

Help me, please! Please!

[Audrey gasping]

-Hey.
-[dinosaur screeches]

Where are you going?

Wait.

[Brian] Come back!

Wait.

Leave me alone!

We're not gonna hurt you.

[Brian] Are you okay?

No.

[Audrey] Are you alone?

Your parents?

[cries]

[whispers] I'm sorry.

[sobbing]

I'm sorry.

What's your name?

Jeannette.

Okay, okay, I'm Audrey.

And that's my brother, Brian.

Hi.

[Audrey] You can come with us.

We'll find somewhere safe.

Okay?

[Jeannette] Thank you.

[Denise] Brian!

Audrey!

Don't worry, Denise.
We'll find them.

They'll be okay.

[squawking in distance]

[rustling]

-[rumbling]
-[growling]

-[Greg] Go. Go. Go.
-[dinosaurs trilling]

[whimpers]

[running footsteps depart]

[rumbling subsides]

What is it?

I think it's the light
that Brian told us about.

-[screeches]
-[gasps]

[low humming, rumbling]

Maybe this'll take us
back home.

Back to our time.

We need to find the kids

and get back here
as quick as we can.

-You should go through it now.
-What are you talking about?

I'll find the kids, and we'll
meet you on the other side.

We go through together
or not at all.

I just want you to be safe.

I'm not getting separated
from you and the kids.

[Brian] Whose house is this?

I don't know, but I did find
some mercurochrome

and some bandages.

[Brian] Jeannette?

What was it like
going to private school?

I never went to public school,

so I don't know
how different it is.

We don't pray at our school.

Yeah, you can pray
wherever you want.

Nobody has to know.

I guess that's true.

Audrey, do you believe in God?

Not really.

I do.

[Jeannette] Yeah,
sometimes I don't either.

[winces] Ah.

[Audrey] Does it hurt?

Yeah, a little bit.

I'm sorry.

It's okay.

We gotta get home soon.

Mom and Dad
are gonna be so worried.

Wait. [shushes]

Somebody's out there.

[Greg] Brian?

Audrey?

-Mom!
-[Denise gasps]

-Dad!
-[Denise screams]

[Brian and Denise chuckling]

[Denise] Oh, sweetie!

-Oh, we love you so much.
-[Denise] Oh!

-[Greg] So much.
-[Brian] I'm so sorry, Mom.

-No, no, no, no. I'm so sorry.
-I'm so sorry.

-So happy you're still alive!
-That's okay.

-Come! Come!
-Come here.

-Dad! Dad.
-Son.

Oh, Brian.

[Brian] Love you guys.

[Audrey] Mom. Dad.

This is Jeannette.

Hello.

Oh, hi, Jeannette.

She's all by herself.

She really needs someone
to stay with.

-Well, she can stay with us.
-Yeah, of course she can.

-Take care of you.
-Thank you.

[Greg] Oh, God.

[distant growling]

[creature roaring]

[Denise] Greg, we have to go
that way to get home.

[Greg] I know.

I want you kids to get back
in that house

and wait for us.

We're gonna make sure
it's safe, okay?

-[Audrey] Okay, come on.
-[Greg] Yeah. Hurry.

-[Brian] Are you sure?
-[Denise] Run, run, run.

[creatures moaning]

[tense music playing]

[creature bellowing]

[dinosaur grunting]

[Denise]
Holy shit, they're doing it.

[dinosaur moans]

[chuckling]

How is this funny?

I... I mean, it's...

[laughing]

Look at his...

[chuckling]

You are silly.

[both laughing]

I want to take
a picture of you.

What?

Picture of you
in front of them.

Denise, have you any idea
how much danger we're in?

Please just pose for my photo.

I want to remember
this insane, stupid moment.

Okay, hurry.

Take your crazy photo.

-Smile.
-Cheese.

-Can we go now?
-[laughing] Yes.

[Greg] Come on.

[flies buzzing]

Maybe we should cut
through the Samuelsons' yard.

It might be faster.

No, this way is better.

Listen to your father.

[dinosaurs chittering]

[steam hissing]

Look at that.

Where'd the fire come from?

-Did we start that?
-Maybe.

We gotta get out of here.

Maybe we can find
another one of those portals.

Where do we even look? It all
seems so random, doesn't it?

Yeah.

When it gets dark, we need to
get up someplace high.

Look for the light.

Okay, I'm just trying to think
of someplace high.

-Mom! Dad!
-[all screaming]

-[Greg] Run!
-Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

[panting]

Shit.

Help!

[dinosaur roars]

Help!

No!

Help! Mom! Dad! Help!

Brian!

Over here!

Come on! Hurry!

[frantic music playing]

Hey! Hey! Get away from them!

[gunshot]

[roaring]

[panting]

[screaming]

[shrieking]

Denise!

Get out of there! Run!

[screaming]

-Mom! Mom!
-Mom! Mom!

-[grunts]
-[dinosaur groans]

Get back!

[groaning]

[Greg panting]

-Denise!
-Greg!

-Are you okay, baby?
-Greg!

Are you okay?

[screaming] Greg!

-No!
-[Greg screaming]

[groaning and screaming]

Greg!

[Denise screaming]

No! Oh, God!

[whimpering]

[flesh squelching]

No. No. No.

Don't look. Don't look.
Don't look.

Don't look. Don't look.

[crying] Don't look.
Don't look. Don't look.

[Denise sobbing]

Mom.

Mom.

The fire.

What are we gonna do?

Everything's gonna burn down.

It's gonna reach the house.

[Denise] I'm gonna-- I'm--
Go home and figure it out.

How do you know the house
isn't gonna catch on fire?

Could you just be quiet
for one second?

Just get off my back!

Did you see what that thing
just did to your father?

Mom!

[Audrey crying]

[sobbing]

Yes.

[Audrey crying]

[Brian sobs]

I'm so sorry.

[Brian sobbing]

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

[sobbing]

[sorrowful music playing]

[whimpering]

[sniffling]

[gasps]

[gasping]

-[hissing]
-[screaming]

Kids!

[gasps, screams]

[Brian screams]

[Denise] Brian!

Help!

Mom! Help!

Brian!

Brian! No!

Brian!

No!

[Audrey, Jeannette screaming]

[all screaming]

Brian!

No! Run!

[Denise] Brian!

Brian!

Brian!

Are you okay?

[Audrey, Jeannette crying]

[Denise] Brian! Brian!

[sighs]

[dinosaurs roaring]

[Brian] Mom?

Where are we gonna go?

We're gonna find
somewhere safe.

There isn't anywhere.

Did you see that?

What? What? What is it?

There.

Top of the hill.

[Brian] That's the same light
Starbuck was barking at.

[Denise] Your father and I
saw it last night.

I think it might be
a way home.

[crying] Really?

Grab anything you can use
as a weapon.

We're gonna try
and get out of here.

[Brian] Okay.

[adventurous music playing]

[crows caw]

[pterodactyl screeches]

[people screaming]

There it is.

[Audrey] Isn't that
Mrs. Valcourt's house?

[Brian] The librarian?

[Denise] Yeah.

We're gonna have to go through
the house to get up there.

[floorboards creaking]

[breathing shakily]

[bones crunching]

[gasping]

[creature growls]

[dinosaurs screeching]

Okay. One, two, three, four,
five, six, seven, eight.

Okay. Okay. Okay.

We're gonna need to time
our jumps to get through it.

Do you want me to go first?

-What?
-We can't go together?

I think it's safer
if we go one at a time.
It's hard to know where.

Mom, we don't even know
what's gonna happen to us.

Audrey, I'm just
trying to figure out

the least scary way to handle
this for you kids, okay?

Mom, I want to go first.

-You want to go first?
-No, no, no.

It's gonna be your sister
or me, okay?

Please, please. I know I can.

I'll see you over there.

What? No, no, no. Jeannette!

[screams]
Oh, my God! Holy shit!

-Mom, can you see her?
-Oh, my--

-I don't see anything.
-Okay, okay.

Do you guys want to go next?

-Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
-Okay. Okay. Okay.

Make sure you count it out.

-I know.
-Okay. Okay.

I love you, Brian.

-Love you.
-It's okay.

It's okay. We're gonna be
right behind you.

One, two, three, four,

five, six, seven, eight.

...four, five, six,
seven, eight.

One, two...

[screaming]

-[Audrey screams]
-No!

[panting, crying]

[Brian] My leg!

Hey! Hey!

Mom! Help me!

[heroic music playing]

[screaming]

[barking]

[Starbuck growling]

[gasping]

Starbuck!

[whimpers]

-Starbuck!
-Brian!

-Brian!
-Get away from him!

[grunting]

[Audrey]
Oh, my God. Are you okay?

Can you walk? Get up.

-It hurts. It hurts.
-Come on. Please.

Come on. Let's go.

-Mom, it hurts!
-I know.

[Audrey] Oh, my God.

[groaning]

It's okay. We're almost there.

Come on.

[gasping]

Mom! Mom!

[Brian] Mom! Mom!

Oh, my God.

-Get up. Get up, baby.
-Come. Come.

-Come on.
-All right.

Come on. Quick.

[screaming]

Stay behind me! Get behind me!

Mom! Mom!

[growling]

Mom. [screaming]

[Brian] Oh, my God.

-Come on. Come on.
-[Audrey screaming]

[Brian, Audrey screaming]

[whimpering]

-[grunts]
-[growls]

Oh, my God.

Mom!

Mom, where are we gonna go?

Okay.

When they come after me,

I want you to get up there
and jump.

-Mom, no! No! No! No!
-No!

No, you can't let them
get you!

-No! Please! No!
-I'm so sorry. I love you.

Mom, no! No!

-No!
-I love you!

-No! No!
-They'll get you! No!

[screaming]

-[whimpering]
-Please!

Get away from them!

[gasping]

[screaming]

[Starbuck barking]

[pterodactyls screeching]

We're gonna jump together.

-Okay.
-Okay.

-No!
-[whimpering]

[Brian screams]

-No!
-[shrieking]

- How badly are they broken?
-[chuckles]

[TV audience laughs]

-Albert, you have to come.
-Hmm?

[gasping]

Audrey! Brian!

-Mom! Mom!
-Mom! Mom!

-Are you okay? Are you okay?
-Yes. Yes!

[panting, screaming]

[Denise] Are you okay?

What the hell are you doing
in my pool?

-I'm sorry!
-Get out of there!

Can you tell us where we are?

What? You're in my backyard.

What year is it?

What kind of question is that?

It's 1982, obviously.

Are there any dinosaurs here?

-What?
-Have you seen any dinosaurs?

Get out of my yard.

Y'all crazy.

[Brian coughs]

[groans]

Come on.

Mom.

-Does that mean we're safe?
-We're safe?

Yeah.

-We're safe! We're safe.
-Oh, my God.

[crying] Oh, my God.

We're safe.

[exclaiming]

[sighing]

[Denise crying]

We're safe.

I love you, Starbuck.

[Starbuck whines]

[Audrey crying]

Wait, where's Jeannette?

-Jeannette?
-I don't think she's here.

We'll find her.

[Audrey]
Where the hell is she?

Jeannette?

[sentimental music playing]

[panting]

[crying]

Audrey!

Jeannette!

You made it! [chuckles]

Follow me. You gotta see this.

Is that?

Yeah.

It's our neighborhood.

It's like nothing happened.

Wait a minute.

Mom, it's July 11th.

This is the night it happened.

What time is it?

There. 10:45.

[Denise] 10:45.

The portal happened at 11:05.

We only have 20 minutes.

I have to find my parents.

-Jeannette. No!
-No, wait! Jeannette!

-I'll bring them up here.
-Let her go.

-I can make it.
-Do not follow--

-Mom, please.
-No, Audrey.

No! I'm not losing you.

[Audrey crying]

Are we down there?

Another version of us?

I don't know.

All those people, Mom,
we have to warn them.

There's no time.

They'll never believe us.

I need you to stay here
with your brother, okay?

Promise me. Do as I ask, okay?

-Okay, Mom.
-Okay? Stay there.

Stay there!

One-four-nine-two. Okay, okay.

Mom, who did you call?

Please, Audrey, just trust me.

How many more minutes
before it disappears?

Soon.

Why won't you tell me
what's going on?

Listen.

What is it?

Mom, is that...

[triumphant music playing]

[chuckling]

-It's Dad!
-It's Dad!

-Dad!
-Greg!

Denise?

What are you guys doing here?

What is this?

We're so happy to see you.

I thought you'd be mad at me
for doing deliveries.

-No. No.
-Dad.

Whatever you needed to do.
It doesn't matter.

[whispers] I love you.

-We love you, Dad.
-I love you so much.

I love you too,
but why are you here?

What's going on?

I know we've been
having problems,

but, Greg, I never want
to be anywhere else

but here with you.

You do? Really?

Yes.

There's so much
I have to tell you.

[thunder roars]

[booms]

[creatures roaring]

Oh, my God.

What the hell is happening?

[Starbuck barking]

[creature bellows]

[people screaming]

Is that a fucking dinosaur?

Yeah, Dad.

Uh-huh.

It is.

[crashing, roaring]

♪ Leave a message
With the rain ♪

-Yeah. I told you!
-I don't think so.

♪ You can find me
Where the wind blows... ♪

♪ ...Good to the last
Decaffeinated drop ♪

♪ Maxwell House
Decaffeinated ♪

♪ Maxwell House ♪

♪ Delicious ♪

It was exactly
two years ago today

that the neighborhood
of Flowervale disappeared

in the middle of the night,

replaced by a two-mile circle
of prehistoric forest.

Scientists
and the U.S. military

contained the area,

capturing or killing dozens
of prehistoric animals.

Many of the survivors
owe their lives to the actions

taken by Flowervale resident
Denise Platt

at that now-famous
hillside phone booth.

Denise called me, collect,

and begged me
to get in the car

and go straight
to the hillside.

Thank God I did
what she asked.

My husband thought
she was crazy

calling in the middle
of the night,

but there was something
about her voice

that made me listen.

I have a lot of respect
for Denise Platt.

We didn't always get along,

but hell,

she saved my life.

To this day, the cause
of the event is unknown,

though there's
increasing speculation

about
naturally occurring wormholes

with the ability
to swap matter

between the present
and the past.

[typewriter keys clicking]

Mom, dinner's ready
if you want to come eat.

Dad made barbecue.

Okay. Be right down.

Okay.

Good boy.

Hey!

-Hi.
-Oh, hey, hi! How are you?