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You can't take
You won't.
In 1564, Nostradamus predicted the destruction of Earth in three terrifying
waves. The first wave is here.
My name is Kate Foster.
These are my journals.
They killed my wife, framed me for murder.
Now I run, but I don't hide.
With the prophecies of Nostradamus as my guide, I seek them.
I hunt them.
I will stop the first wave.
You'd say coming here was a stupid move.
Maybe you'd be right.
I'll always love you.
Kate Foster, police. You're under arrest.
He don't look too hard to me.
Any hump who'd kill his wife in cold blood gotta be hard.
Hard in the heart, at least.
He got a soft spot if he comes back to his wife's grave on his wedding
anniversary. I think you mean a stupid spot.
Genuine romantic.
He was remanded in a psych ward after his trial, right? Yeah.
But he ain't no crazier than you and me. He's a guy to hink your alibi.
What aliens and some such crap.
Aliens? Yeah.
Did, uh, you call State's attorney?
Oh, they're sending a couple of sheriff's deputies to take him back to
cook. Coffee, Lieutenant?
Yeah, thanks. He'll send, uh, you and Mikey?
Yeah.
Meantime, we got 45 minutes for this son of a bitch.
What's the point of that? He's already convicted.
He's been around for the last four months.
Meantime, I'm sitting on five unsolved homicides with the same M.O.
I need to go with him.
What's your aim?
We got him in the box.
Let's take it for a spin.
All right, whatever.
I got a mess of paper I got to finish before I go home. I'll leave it up to
you. You take it easy, Olansky, okay? Yeah. And make sure you put a tape in.
Yeah. New rates.
Thank you, Lieutenant.
Ready, Freddy?
Showtime.
Welcome back, Cade.
It's on the sheet.
Eh, he's underage for most of these raps, but our friend here was definitely
playing in the majors.
Suspected 37 highline jewelry thefts. Three bank jobs.
Regular job prodigy. Yeah.
He's the best breaking entry man in Cook County until he got pinched back in 87.
Did a six-month stint at Cook.
Early start, huh?
Why are you wasting my time? I'm already convicted.
We've got some unsolved cases under books.
So how's about you telling us where you've been the last couple of months?
I want some answers.
Hey, Mike.
Look,
we just want some information.
I'll put jackets on some unsolved cases.
Mike.
You okay?
You hungry?
I'm starving.
Hey, Mike, he's been here for a while. He must be hungry.
How about we get you a sandwich?
Skip the food, Fred.
Hey, Gavin.
Yes, sir.
How about a turkey sandwich?
Turkey okay?
A couple of turkey sandwiches, bags of chips, and three copies.
Yes, sir. Thanks.
He's got to eat, Mike.
Do I get a phone call? You're a convict. You don't get a call.
Come on.
Let him use the horn.
30 minutes he's going to cook it, fill out 30 to life.
What's going on here, Fred?
This guy strangled his wife. Why are we cutting him slack?
He gets a call, then he answers your questions.
What do you say?
A couple of minutes.
When we come back in here, you answer our questions.
Understood?
What's your beef?
What are you talking about?
This isn't just about unsolved cases, Mikey.
You're kicking his ass for a reason.
I don't have an angle, Fred.
I'm your partner, Mike.
Fred, I just told you, I don't have an angle.
Yeah, I'll put a check on it right now.
No tap on the line.
I got pinched, Eddie.
What are you talking about?
Caught a boxcar in Chicago this morning.
Cops arrested me.
Are you crazy?
You were going to Oakland.
It was our anniversary.
Uh, look, I'll, I'll, I'll, uh, contact his lawyer. No lawyers.
Not yet.
Ready, Freddy?
Showtime.
There's something I want you to do for me.
What? When someone gets taken in, they get logged into the computer system. I
want you to check to see if I've been logged in.
Why? Check it.
All right.
I've been monitoring the Chicago Municipal Computer System the last four
months, checking top activity on your murder case.
I got a basic scrambler on this system.
It's a nominally secured data program.
Entering in random access codes along with your last name.
Okay, it's coming up.
What's it say?
You're logged into 20th Precinct, Chicago, Illinois.
Apprehended at 4.06 in the a.m.
Okay.
Foster, what the hell is going on?
I'm paranoid, man.
Thought maybe I'd been pinched by aliens.
Let's see how it's the cops. I'm gonna... I'm gonna talk.
I'm gonna spill my guts one last time for the record, Eddie.
I don't know when I'll be able to call you.
I love you, man.
I'm going to talk, but just about myself.
I'm not going to mention any names.
Where did you go after you escaped Wilsonville?
Left Chicago.
Take a car?
Amtrak.
How'd you get out of town?
Didn't have any cash, didn't have any cars.
I'm very resourceful.
So you're saying you got out of town on your own?
Old Uncle Harry didn't help.
I don't know what you're talking about. Don't lie to me!
Harry Knowlton, uncle, on your mother's side.
We had some neighbors say they might have seen you on his property after you
escaped, but they couldn't be sure.
They didn't go to Harry's. If you did, you were smart.
I dusted that place for a full day the morning after.
Wasn't able to print.
So you say you left Chicago.
Where'd you go?
Atomic, Maryland.
And what's in Maryland?
A man who publishes a web page.
He's trying to get my story on the Internet.
What's his name?
No names.
You wanted to get your story out.
You're referring to the story you told in court?
Yeah. About how your wife was killed as part of an alien experiment?
That's right.
Enough with the damn aliens. Look at this.
Liggins, Harlow, Kaminsky, Johnson, Dimitri. Five women strangled since
you've been on the run.
I didn't murder those women and you know it. Once a strangler, always a
strangler. I left Chicago and didn't come back until today.
You're a liar! I left Chicago... Liar!
What do you want, Rook?
Sorry, sir. Put it on the table.
Of yourself.
Guess those pictures don't help the appetite, huh?
Liggins, Harlow, Kaminsky, Johnson, Dimitri. Do you know any of the above?
No. Tell the truth.
Why are you trying to railroad me, you son of a bitch?
Don't you ever call me a son of a bitch!
I'll tell you, Mike. Come on.
What the
hell's the problem?
That hump killed his wife.
No, you listen to me, Freddy.
What's your beef?
I ain't got a beef.
Don't lie to me, Mike.
Don't.
In 15 years, my mother put up with the torture of my alcoholic excuse for a
father.
And you know what she got as a payoff, Fred?
What?
She got a set of ligature marks around her throat where good old dad strangled
her to death.
Any man that would kill a defenseless woman deserves the pain I inflict on his
ass.
You do what you gotta do.
You are going to drop the alien crap and you're going to tell me what you've been
doing for the last four months.
Tracking alien experiments.
All right.
You had your shot.
Now it's my turn.
Last chance, pal.
The choice is yours.
The department put in this new time-coded video system for the
protection of suspects.
It's easy to shut down.
Now, where have you been for the last four months?
I swear to God, you had better answer me.
Answer me!
Time for the real interrogation.
I've waited months for this.
Kay Foster.
Subject 117.
An alien cop.
Why doesn't that surprise me?
I've already alerted a Gua team.
They'll be here in approximately 30 minutes.
Let me guess.
They want to dissect my brain, see what makes me tick.
I want information.
If you're generous with your responses, I might tell you what happened to your
wife.
I had the empiricist rig this baby up. It's a pocket-sized polygraph.
Real accurate.
I'm not giving you squat.
We'll see.
As you're aware, there was another subject in A.A. Jack's 2323.
Never done it, may you?
Remember? Yes.
Like yourself, he exhibited strong warrior potential.
He found a book in Normandy, reputed to be a lost volume of Nostradamus.
So what?
The quatrains were said to be guideposts to our experiments.
What does that have to do with me? You have the book.
No, I don't.
We need... The quatrains.
I don't know what book you're talking about.
You got an Uncle Harry?
I still got friends, you know.
Friends on the South Side who don't forget what I done for them.
Tough guy, huh?
They say that you've kicked your fair share of ass.
Where is the damn book?
I don't know about any book.
How unfortunate.
Why don't you just kill me already?
The AHX 2323 experiment was difficult to push through at the beginning.
The assembly didn't think it was worthwhile.
But you proved them wrong, Poster.
Your warrior potentiality was the highest total percentage.
And now you've killed more of us than any other human by far.
Listen to your own experiments, you son of a bitch.
Millions just like me will rise up, beat your asses into the ground.
Most of the other subjects crumbled like dust.
I haven't waltzed around the country taking you bastards out left and right.
Shut up.
I turn two of you chumps into bubbling soda water every week.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Okay.
Good.
Here he is.
What's going on?
They're too strong, boy.
I've accepted that. All right, what have they done to you?
Don't worry about me, Kate.
All right, put him on the phone.
Just do as they say.
All right, please, please, put him back on the phone.
I'm tired now.
He's very close to death.
You son of a bitch.
You hurt that old man and I'll kill you.
I'll hunt you down.
You want to kill someone, kill me. Leave the old man alone.
Let's get down to the nitty gritty.
Maybe we'll let the old coot live.
See another sunrise.
You put Harry back on the phone.
You put him back on the phone.
Put the old man back on the phone.
Harry, I want you to go to Tootie's Corner.
I want you to call that number. You know the one, the emergency number I gave
you? Yeah.
Okay? Okay.
Okay.
I'll talk.
But only if you let the old man go.
You let him go.
What was that? Yes!
Where is it?
I don't know.
Is it in someone else's possession?
No.
In someone else's possession.
Is it in someone else's possession?
Yes.
What is their name?
Is the line secure?
Secure. Oh, man, am I glad to hear your voice.
Did Harry call?
Yeah.
Is he all right?
Yeah, yeah, he's got a couple of scrapes and bruises. He's fine.
Okay.
Listen, you've got to find Ross Livery, a cab stand over on Lincoln.
A friend of mine, Billy, owns it.
The 28th Precinct is on Diversity and Damon.
And tell Billy to meet me in the alley behind the corner of Damon and 26th.
It'll take at least 20 minutes for him to get over here.
I'm going to get me some answers, Eddie.
I got me an alien in the box.
I know you can break through that cuff.
I'll blast you right between the eyes, you so much as twitch. There's a Gua
team on its way. Shut up!
Or I'll get myself a nice little alien dissolve on film.
I don't want to die.
I learned a few nifty tricks over the last couple of months.
You guys get real talkative on the old white powder.
A little salt in the coffee does the trick every time.
My system can't handle salt levels above a quarter of a microgram.
And why is that?
Biological anomaly or a DNA's transmiss with yours.
I don't know.
Take it.
It could kill me.
Well, that's a chance we'll just have to take, won't we?
Time for a little Q&A.
You said you knew about my experiment.
About HX2323.
The Assembly finally decided that the HX2323 was a critical factor in the
decision-making process.
Who is the Assembly?
Our leadership here on Earth.
Names.
Ah.
No names.
How are the subjects chosen?
The human subjects were chosen on the basis of a cross-sampling of the
population of the United States.
The goal of the experiment was to subject the human will to a series of
manufactured adversities.
How'd they take over the mental hospital?
Well, we bought it through a dummy corporation.
And we slowly replaced the human workers with our lab staff.
It was a difficult experiment to manage.
We fed you and the other 116 subjects a
blend of psychotropic drugs and interweaved their fates with one
another.
How many other people worked on my case? On 117?
Your case alone required several years of preparation.
57 agent participants.
Who killed Hannah Foster?
I don't know.
Who killed my wife?
I don't know.
You're lying.
Who killed my wife, you son of a bitch?
I don't know.
Was it Joshua?
Did Joshua kill my wife?
No names.
Was it Joshua?
I don't know.
You answer me now or it's over.
Right now.
He was there.
What is it, Rook?
You guys need anything?
No.
Do you mind if I watch from the observation room when my shift's done?
Not today, Marty.
Exhibit A.
Alien bodies have the ability to self-heal.
They also have superior strength and certain telekinetic abilities.
Now, where were we?
Joshua.
He was in the room when my wife was killed. Did he do it?
Did he?
I won't speak of Joshua.
He'll talk about whatever I want you to talk about.
No way to tell if I'm lying.
Oh, yes, there is.
Why did you choose Earth?
You might OD this time.
Why Earth?
What do you think?
Natural resources and slave labor.
How long have you been here?
Since 1987.
How long has your race been here?
Decades. The invasion is imminent, Foster.
Look around you.
Billions of your people are locked in pretty existence.
Fractious, suspicious.
incapable of harnessing their energy towards one harmonious goal.
You know, you aliens talk too much when you're stoned.
You are a statistical freak.
There aren't enough like you in your population for us to be worried.
You got another thing coming when you want to mix it up with us.
There's one other thing we discovered about the Nostradamus clock trains.
They apparently predict the coming of a twice-blessed man.
One who will be the savior of humankind.
That's you, isn't it?
That's what you think, is it?
No.
Well, we do.
And that's why we're going to dissect you.
You've caused a scandal in our circus, Foster.
So much so that they made me wait in Chicago, posing as a cop.
Should you return to the scene of the crime?
Why did you come back?
You were a real pro.
When possessed, you had to do something so stupid.
You wouldn't understand.
Of course.
How could I possibly understand the twice-blast man?
I've got the gun.
I'll ask the question. Now, how are you going to do it?
Come on.
I can't tell you that.
Talk to me.
Will the invasion come from within?
From above?
Are there more bastards coming?
Ah, from everywhere.
We'll come from everywhere.
You won't have a chance.
And there'll be nothing you can do to stop us.
Here comes cops and I'll blow your head off. You're in a police station for
God's sake. Put down your weapon. This man's not a cop. Put your weapon down.
Shut the locker.
He killed a landscape.
That's a lie.
Oh, my God. That little killer's own partner is not human.
His confession is on your own video camera. He's crazy, Marty.
You've missed him being an alien?
I tried to humor him. Shut up!
One more move and I'll blast you.
Okay. Okay, I'll give myself up.
But only after we watch that tape.
You call your lieutenant. No problem. Just put your weapon on the table. I
don't want a news crew.
I want the tape broadcast live to the public.
I'm sure that can be arranged.
Don't deal with him, Gavin.
Arrange it!
Don't listen.
I'm going to call the lieutenant, Freddy.
Get the lieutenant.
No. Get him in person. Go.
Hurry.
Where's the damn book?
The book? What book?
I know quite a bit about Experiment A, Jax 2323.
In fact, I oversaw your case, Subject 117.
Joshua and I...
We're the interrogation team.
Although he was somewhat squeamish when it came to pulling fingernails and
shedding blood.
We grabbed Hannah in the hall of the psychiatric ward.
So pretty.
We were in the holding cell.
Joshua, Hannah and I.
Good morning.
I didn't want to have been doing this.
Tearing apart our house.
Stealing our money.
Stay away from me.
She kept saying, we never stopped you.
I tried to convince her that with her help, we would.
He was a thief, you know. Downtown.
22nd story.
He's trying to open a safe.
180 pounds.
Alarm goes off.
Cops on the way.
He carries the safe down 22 floors, 22 floors, with the
safe on his back. That's Cade Foster.
Do what you want to me, but you'll never stop him. You'll create your own worst
enemy.
He'll hunt you down. He'll hunt you down.
He'll hunt you down.
So that's when I killed her.
I put my hand on her.
And in Christ.
It's Brad.
Where's Ludlow?
Where'd Ludlow go?
I didn't kill him.
The tape.
The tape explains everything. Watch the tape.
What was that, Lieutenant?
Some kind of a trick.
Lieutenant, what do you mean?
You saw the guy dissolve.
You heard what he said.
Trick photography, maybe.
Foster wasn't blind. The proof's right there.
What's got a response to it here?
To ourselves.
To our loved ones.
What do you mean, Lieutenant?
You're not going to start some kind of a situation here, are you?
I don't understand.
Well, think, son.
They're going to send the fence down here. They're going to send the
newspapers. They're going to tear this place apart.
They're going to start asking us questions like, where are the criminals?
Like, how come we let Ludlow in the force in the first place?
And how come Alasky... Died in our own interrogation room. I don't think so.
But we did. No.
Foster killed Olasky.
I know he did.
And this tape is just some kind of a trick.
I don't think so, sir.
Oh, you can do all the thinking you like.
But you're not going to lose my pension and your career talking about aliens to
anybody.
You just go put Foster in a holding cell.
Sheriff's gonna be here any minute.
Take him to a cell, damn it.
Telling the truth.
Hey, watch the tape, you know.
Hit me.
I'll never really know the forces at work in bringing me back to Hannah's
grave when every instinct told me it was a stupid thing to do.
Maybe it was God's way of allowing me revenge.
Is a vengeful God a merciful God?
I don't know.
Because in the death of Hannah's killer, I feel only a hollow sense of victory.
Hey, Billy.
Get me out of Chicago, will you?
With the death of Hannah's killer the force that's driven me these many months
no longer exists In its place the harsh reality that I must move I can't stop
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