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- Someone is here. Mm...

Mm...

- It's all right. Come on.

- Knock-knock.

She says, he says... (laughs)

I like this. okay.

Really, because, you know, I like a knock knock joking.

A knock knock joke.

She's heading on down to the city...

City, goddamn city, goddamn city.

He had to use his eyes, the city air.

They had lost everything.

Its...

Oh!

It's gonna be downloading...

Get up!

I'm cookin', I'm cookin',I'm on a roll,

What's the matter with you?

Boom!

- Where is Dad?

- I don't know, office maybe.

Whitley!

- Oh, now I have you. I got you!

Got you, baby!

- What's the problem, the computer or you?

- Today it was everything, I tell you.

It was full scale revolution, total war.

Give me your jacket. Terrible day.

What a day, what a day, what a schmear.

Hey hey, what's the matter? Give me a kiss!

There is something wrong with you?

I had such a terrible day.

First the computer turns off,

then the wolf painting jumps off the wall.

It attacks me without provocation.

Then your mother calls, the toilet explodes.

The duck I'm cooking tries to tell me how to live my life.

The computer completely erased itself when it turned off.

No wonder that I can't write my great American novel.

- Does this mean you're too tired to go to the country?

- No, it doesn't mean that.

- What did you lose?

- I lost, you know, I lost another day,

what I lost was gold, golden notions erased,

smoked dreams, phantoms...

What I crave is, you know, consolation.

- Oh, brother.

- You know, it could be the computer turned off

for a reason.

- Why would that be?

- It could be...

I felt that the book I'm working on is no good.

- What? Why you do that to yourself?

It was a rotten accident.

- Once the duck...

- Do we get to go down the fire escape?

- Not again. This one is bad.

- Give me something. - Here, here, here, here.

- Just give me something.

- You're gonna need some water.

- Give me something to put on it.

- Here. - How do you turn this off?

What the code is? 664, 66, 6664?

- It's 18-57.

- Don't, don't, don't! Please!

- The year we were married.

- Don't... The red light is on!

Oh no! Remember what happened last time.

- Oh God will you get the door?

- I'm sorry, we get, we get the little small catastrophe.

- Geez. Are you okay?

Honey, what's the matter?

- What isn't the matter, will you look at this?

- Open the window.

Give me that. Give me that.

Get some air in here.

- Could you save me? I married this.

- Open the window over there, please!

- Put it over your face. Thank you.

Breath shallowly.

- We are not going to the country, right?

- No, we're going to the country. No problem.

This is all part of the plan...

- I know, the last time... - That's it, huh?

- That's it. - Hi, Al.

- That's the fire?

- It's just food. Food.

The duck.

- Really?

- That worked to burn the duck.

- 891 1st Street, Apartment 303.

- It shouldn't happen. - 23, repeat, is a 23.

You've been warned before.

- I know. I'm sorry.

- You'll receive your summons in the mail.

- This stuff is so sensitive...

- $200. - No, stop!

- New policy. - It just goes off,

I don't know what happened.

Thank you.

- Back to the station! - Thank you!

- Let your wife cook.

- Dad, turn that thing off!

Turn it off, Dad.

- It's 3-9-27-81, I know what it is.

It's a geometric, not arithmetical.

It's geometric.

- It's your birthday? You just repress it.

- It also doesn't work. (chuckles)

- You've never had alarm here before, huh?

- You see? You see?

Anne knows how to make a work.

Just read the instruction.

- It wasn't like this...

- Dad? Dad?

Dad!

Dad! - What's up?

- Spider!

- What? Ah!

- Whoa. - Go on, kill it! Kill it!

- Get it on my- - Oh, that is a big one.

- Here it is, here it is.

- Now it's in your pants!

Alex, do something!

- No, no, no! - It's coming that way!

- Now it's on you!

- There it is. - Guys!

- Just a peaceful night in the country.

- There it goes. - It's going to sleep now

with you.

He'll sing to you.

- If you leave the room and you come right back in,

usually it's gone.

I'm glad that this is not my room. (laughs)

Have a nice night.

- You know, it might not have been, what, a spider I saw.

- Say something dirty.

- Socks.

- Come on. Say say erect...

Can you say erection?

- I'll never say it!

- You know, what do you think he's doing? Alex?

- What do you mean, what I think he's doing?

- I know what he's doing.

He's doing the old Romanian turn on,

he's saying, I see ghosts of wolves,

I see ghosts of wolves that, um...

You know, I see the dark beautiful forests...

- And she's like this, she's like this...

- And at night there would be only silence.

And I shall hear the wolves.

- But there are no wolves here.

- I wonder if there are ghosts.

- The house is new.

- No, I mean the ghosts of the wolves.

The ones that have been killed. (imitates wolf)

- Stop it. Shh, shh, no, quiet, quiet.

- So, you wanna fool around? You look good.

- Thanks.

- It's been an ice age, I've missed you,

you old ball and chain. (chuckles)

Is that someone there?

Hey, hey, whoa!

What's the matter, boss? What's the matter?

- There was something here! - Shake it out, come on.

- Something very bad!

- It was the nightmare. What are you talking about?

- No, no, Dad.

- It was a nightmare.

- They had me, Dad.

- Nightmares do that. You know, sometimes, I mean...

If it didn't do that, that wouldn't be a nightmare.

You know what I mean?

Daddies, daddies get their boys back, right?

- Yeah.

- Come on. Do you know any songs?

Do you know any Indian hunting songs?

Do you know?

Do you know the old buffalo hunting song?

♪ And cocktails for two ♪

That's a good boy. Go to sleep.

He was yelling, you didn't hear him, he was yelling.

- You were yelling? Where was I?

- He had some bad dream, I tell you. I had a bad dream too.

- I was so sound asleep... I, I was asleep.

- You were out. Like a log.

He said something was after him, some spider, huh?

Like a spider from last night?

- It was real, Dad.

- Worst dream you ever had.

- It wasn't a dream.

- I'm not surprised about you, Whit.

You ate your way through this table last night.

I didn't think he could get up the stairs.

- That's a good thing it was nothing.

No wonder I pay a fortune for all this equipment.

Some animal must have set it off.

- How did you sleep?

- Well, we saw a lot of lights last night.

- Whitley has that machine finely tuned.

A mosquito could set it off.

- No, really there were lots of lights,

it was very hard to sleep.

- A chipmunk couldn't set that thing off.

- It must have been the light from the bathroom.

- No, it was light there came in from outside.

- I can't believe you didn't see it, it was like day.

- I thought there was a fire outside, in fact.

I came downstairs, you know,

there was a light, it was this light.

But then it must...

The flood lights went on, I don't know,

it was the Moon, maybe.

We were all dreaming, you know, and the Moon,

we all got involved in the same dream.

- It wasn't the Moon.

- So it was a dream.

- The whole place was flooded with light from above.

It wasn't a dream.

- So it was the Moon.

- No, it wasn't the Moon. And it wasn't a dream.

I'm telling you what we saw.

- Well...

So, why don't you have your usual huge portion

of banana cakes?

- Aromatic compounds...

Don't do this to me.

- Aromatic compounds of perfumes.

- No, no, no!

- 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6.

- Okay. I want to go home.

I'm sorry, I'm not angry. I can't explain.

Whitley, I want you to take us back today.

- Come on, Alex. Give me a break.

- I know I did not see the moon. I want to go home.

- Alex, what's the four letter word, for an odor-

- Take us home, Whitley!

Please, forgive me.

- Let's go.

Would you clean up, then we'll go.

- We had a really rough night.

- Are you kidding?

- What's going on?

- I don't know why we're doing this. Why...

It's crazy, you know?

- Thank you for taking us home.

- It's fine.

- We could have taken the bus, Whitley. Really.

- There is no bus.

- There's not even a bus station.

He said, "Not now." He looked at her

Her eyes sad and scanned, they looked.

So mysterious, blah blah blah blah.

Oh, God.

This is gonna be so terrible.

Another day down the toilet.

What are you doing, Whitley?

Is your video on? Are you wasting time again, you devil?

♪ Ring around the rosie ♪

♪ A pocket full of posies ♪

- Hey, any of you warthogs seen my kid?

Anybody seen Andy?

♪ Ring around the rosie ♪

♪ A pocket full of posies ♪

♪ Ashes, ashes ♪

♪ We all fall down ♪

♪ Ring around the rosie ♪

♪ A pocket full of posies ♪

♪ Ashes, ashes ♪

♪ We all fall down ♪

♪ Ring around the rosie ♪

♪ A pocket full of posies ♪

- What's going on? Have a good time?

- It was okay.

- Someone say something to you?

- No. - Get into a fight?

- No.

- Is that Andy in there?

Oh, thought I was talking to a pirate. (chuckles)

Everyone like your teeth?

♪ Ashes, ashes, we all fall down ♪

- I don't like the space ship any more.

It's ugly.

- There were wolves in the closet,

wolves in the basement, wolves all over the place.

They work in advertising, they sell junk food and beer.

They eat gigantic hamburgers, and they drink cold beers,

for the baseball games

on the TV, and the bags of the potato chips,

which are big enough to feed a horse.

They have a lot of fun. They go the baseball games.

They have a hack of- - Get dressed!

- I don't feel like it, go with someone else.

I'm old. I'm liable to get hurt.

- Come on, come on!

We've got 10 minutes to be over at Greenberg's.

Andy's waiting.

- Crack the whip.

Drive the slaves off to another cocktail party.

Make them babble about glasnost,

I've lost another day here.

- He needs you. He's over sensitive today.

He's in a funny mood.

- What's the matter?

- I don't know. He...

He overreacted this morning at school.

He won't talk to me, I'm a girl.

Here, put this on, take this off...

You're going as an elephant. You promised him.

- Is this the front? or the rear?

- I don't know. Will you put your grey turtleneck on?

Elephants are grey.

Put your pants on, come on, let's go.

- It's me!

- okay, okay, it's just at that time.

The queen is speaking! Ah!

Okay! Remember!

Only treats, no tricks.

Get your bags to the door!

God help the rest of the building.

- Come on, Dad. You can come with me.

- Don't worry about it. - Bye bye!

- Bye! - Get back.

- Don't let anybody step on you.

- Thanks a lot, Jake. Sorry about the mess.

- You're welcome.

- You can take off the nose.

- What's the matter, you don't like my nose?

How come I can't have any fun? (imitates elephant)

- The other dads have noses.

- Put these on ice for me.

- Okay.

- You can use this, it's clean.

- Take care, guys.

- See you later.

- All right.

- Come on! Let's go to work!

- You're sure you ain't blowing this?

- No no no. - (laughs) Bye guys!

- Bye! - See you later!

- Don't be afraid. I'm starting to get scared.

I'm starting to get scared now. Ooh!

I think we're expected to go down there.

Zoom. (imitates ghost)

- Trick or treat?

- Get away! What, what you, what you!

Stay away from me! No more!

- Are you crazy?

- What's going on?

- What's that suppose to mean?

- It's the Halloween show.

- What's the matter with you?

Old man getting hysterical over a 13 year old girl

in a Halloween costume. - I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

- Please, leave us alone.

- Am I in the dog house or what?

- Andy, say good night to your father.

I'm gonna put our son to bed and then we're going to talk.

- Oh, wonderful.

- No, it won't be wonderful. But it's needed.

- That guy went crazy.

Not my fault.

Here we go.

- How old are you?

- I overreacted.

- What's going on, Whitley? What's happening?

What's happened to you? - I got scared.

- What do you take me for?

What do you think, I don't know what you do?

You're having problems with your writing?

So fine, you terrified our son tonight.

- I scared myself too.

- You were frightened by a Halloween mask?

- Mm-hm. Yes.

- A Halloween mask frightened you.

- Is there an echo? Yes.

- What am I supposed to say to that? What am I...

- I don't know.

- Why would you be frightened of a rubber mask?

- It's like I'd seen it. Alive, real.

- Whitley, don't do this to me. Bang, zoom.

I've got one child. I don't need another.

- You're right.

You don't say anything more about it, I won't.

This time something was here. I'm sure.

- We're alone.

What you're doing? - Same old thing.

- Been working?

- I got no ideas.

- God, but this place is on mess. How could you work here.

Let me clean it.

- Leave it that way. I like it that way.

I like my work place with a crust.

I told you, don't touch my stuff!

- You know, you used to be funny.

- I used to be employed, I used to be able to write.

I used to be able to do a lot of things.

Oh my God.

- What are you doing?

Hm?

- I used to be funny, I used to be able to focus,

I can't do anything.

It's like I can't see anything

but the inside of my own head.

- Do you wanna go away? I'll explain to Andy.

- No, I'm scared.

- You're not gonna do anything?

- (laughs) Nah.

Give me a kiss.

Don't say anything.

- Anything I can do?

- Welcome to the Saint Mark's Church School

second grade rumble.

♪ Dance, then, wherever you may be ♪

♪ I am the Lord of the Dance, said he ♪

♪ And I'll lead you all, wherever you may be ♪

♪ And I'll lead you all in the dance, said he ♪

♪ Dance, then, wherever you may be ♪

♪ I am the Lord of the Dance, said he ♪

♪ And I'll lead you all, wherever you may be ♪

♪ And I'll lead you all in the dance, said he ♪

- Andrew, that was wonderful.

- Thanks a lot, guy.

- That was really wonderful.

- That's what I call dishing out some Christmas spirit.

Eh? - Why are we sad?

- Andy, what a thing to say.

- Well, we are.

- We just had a great time.

- But Dad's sad.

- I'm in a tough time, you know, with my writing.

- I wanna have fun. Santa's coming in just a few days.

- That's right, Santa is coming and, you know,

it's gonna be great.

This way, Andy.

- Rev it up.

- Not too fast! Don't try to... (laughs)

You all right? - Yeah, I think so.

I asked Santa for professional model,

and he sure gave me a professional model, all right.

- Santa knows.

- I think Santa knows just about everything,

don't you, Dad?

- One post on a platform.

- Don't pull the trigger.

- Slide cargo mover all the way toward...

Who writes this?

- Take off your clothes.

Let's go to another room and do it.

- You know, I think I got a new dad for Christmas.

I'm the same old, you know, new dad.

- I mean like you were before you got sad.

- Pretty great Christmas, Santa.

- You did everything.

- You bought the bike.

- No. - Yeah, Santa,

you bought the bike.

- Shh shh shh shh.

- Is that someone there?

Hey, honey.

Was there an owl in here last night?

- An owl?

- I thought I saw an owl.

- Where?

- Come in the window.

- They were closed.

- It'd still be here, I guess.

- (chuckles) Aren't you cold?

Must have been a dream.

- One heck of a dream.

Let me tell you some, one more thing about grizzly bears.

That not only do they get as big

as Volkswagens, but they also,

they can run 30 miles an hour.

And they get also chase you up a tree.

- The tracks end.

- There's a big foot...

- What's that? - What?

- I don't feel good.

- What? - Come on dad, let's go.

- I just don't, I don't feel good.

- Dad, let's go!

- My head hurts, it's behind.

- Daddy, you're okay. Now let's go.

- What's the matter?

You've got a little mark there, a little...

- Dad, let's go.

- Bite or something. Spider bite.

- Daddy, come on.

- Does it hurt when I press it?

- Yes! - Oh, I'm sorry.

You're all right? - Dad...

- Go here.

I'll go home.

- Hey, wait for, wait a second.

- You talk like that.

- Cloud passed over the Moon.

- What cloud? There's no cloud.

It's a clear night, what are you talking about?

- Nobody gets scared when a cloud passes over the Moon.

What's the matter with you?

- Are you through? - You're scared?

You really are? - I'm not scared.

- What are you?

- Well, I'll check out the house,

something's, something's wrong.

- Oh, you're gonna check out the house?

Why don't you stay right here.

- Why'd it get dark like that?

- Put your butt over here in bed.

What's the matter with you?

Nobody is scared of a cloud that passed over the moon.

There was a cloud.

- It's a clear night. What are you talking about?

- A cloud passed over the moon.

Nobody gets scared when a cloud passes over the moon.

- What cloud? Why do you talk like that?

Nobody... - Sick of this.

- Shit...

- You're indulging yourself in some weird dream.

- What do you mean?

- You're scared of shadows.

- Don't look at me like that!

- Cut it out, Whitley! I mean it, this isn't funny any more.

- You are wrong!

- You got a child downstairs!

- You wanna...

- Cut it out, Whit! You come back to me!

I'm so tired of this! What is wrong with you?

Nobody gets scared like that!

I'm a nice woman, I'm a good woman,

and you have a beautiful child downstairs,

you have a good life.

What the hell do you think you're doing?

This is stupid, fucking bunch of bullshit.

- Go to hell. - You're so self-indulgent.

- What's going on out here?

What are you shooting at, Dad?

- Come on.

- I... I think that I'll call Sam Friedman in the morning.

- I didn't know it was you. That's all.

I didn't know. (sighs)

What about this, here?

- Is this where you had the injury?

- Yeah.

- It's a little red.

- Two days ago.

Hurt so bad I thought my head was gonna split.

- It's fine now. You can get dressed.

- It seems to me they came into the house

and they dragged me out in the middle of the night.

- Did they rob you?

The other thing.

- The rectal thing, right.

- It happens, you know, even to men.

- I've been goin' on the notion that it was

some kind of hallucination, you know.

Nightmare. I speak of it, you know.

I gotta say, it feels real.

- I agree.

Seems like something really happened to you.

- They have big eyes.

- Were they wearing dark glasses?

- No, eyes. Big, dark eyes, like a...

No, more like an insect.

Long face, thin...

Not human, I wouldn't call them being human.

So, what's it all about? Mid-life crisis?

- No, I don't think it's a mid-life crisis.

Were these grown men? Were they kids?

- Four or five feet like thick kids.

They took me out of my own house.

- Where did they take you?

- I was in this smelly, small, round room,

and they were looking at me.

- Is that where it happened?

- Well, it's a blank mostly.

There was this needle, you know.

They stuck me on the back of the head with a needle.

That's the mark that I've tried to show you.

And there is a mark there.

- You told Anne about all this?

- What am I suppose to tell her?

What's to say, I have to know what happened to me

before I could say something.

I can't say I'm, I'm losing my marbles suddenly

out of the clear blue sky.

There is no reason for this.

- I think a psychiatrist could help you.

- Hi.

- Hello. Where have you been?

- I took a walk.

- What did Sam say?

- Sam's fine, he sends his love.

- Want some of this?

- No, thank you. He's... he's sending me to a shrinker.

- Good.

- It's a woman who specializes in,

would you believe, rape cases.

- You want something to drink?

- No.

- Rape cases?

- Remember that mark I have in there?

- Yeah?

- Well, I feel certain that I was given a shot.

- You were...

When you, uh...

I... Wait a minute.

Hold it. Sam gave you a shot?

- No. That night after Christmas.

The night that I... Okay, here goes.

That I saw them.

- That you saw who?

- Someone came for me that night.

- Who came for you?

- Somebody came into the house.

- Wait a minute, what did you say?

- Somebody came into the house and took me,

and they gave me a shot

in the back of my skull.

And...

This is ridiculous, they were small,

bluish skin and there were others.

Long thin faces and big eyes, and...

This is the tough part.

They did not appear to be human.

- I'm sorry. What?

- Sam, you know, he... (laughs)

I don't know what he thinks, but I think I'm hallucinating.

Major, maybe psychotic hallucinations.

So, that's it,

what I have been trying to say,

in a nutshell.

- You know, Whit, you do this regularly to me.

If it isn't the crystal in the sky,

then you're flying around the room.

But this is... This is such bad material that...

Little people with big eyes?

Some of them are blue?

It's magazine writing.

So who's been working on your stuff?

Are you taking drugs?

So what is it, a girl? Hm?

You've come to a certain age and blah blah blah?

'Cause you know what I think?

I think you're lying to my face.

All right. (sighs)

- You guys went out and left me a little while ago.

- We just went out for a second.

We just had to get some air.

- You were having an argument and you forgot me.

- I would never forget you.

- That sure is good news.

- And now, you, jelly bean, go to sleep.

- Mommy, is God real?

- I think so.

I hope so.

- But nobody knows for sure?

- No. Actually they don't.

Nobody knows.

- So we're all alone, except for the little blue doctors?

- Who are the little blue doctors?

- They come to the cabin. They have big black eyes.

They're really scary.

They said, "We won't hurt you,"

but I pray for them to go away,

but they just kept shining their lights on me.

God didn't make them go away.

Can I dream Dad's dreams?

- I'm Janet Duffy.

- Hi, Anne Strieber.

- Hello.

- Whitley.

- Yes. Sit down.

Sam and I have already talked.

You're comfortable being here together?

- Sure.

- Yes.

- Good. A healthy sign.

So?

- So, Sam told you that I'm seeing small people

coming into my house and taking me away,

and this kind of thing and...

- Do you drink?

- Yeah, sure. But that's not it.

- Drugs?

- When I was a kid, you know, the usual thing, but that's,

I'm way too old for that.

- Hallucinations? Flights of imagination?

- (laughs) Just the occasional delusion of grandeur.

- Tell me what happened to you.

- What can I say?

These little blue midgets come into my house.

(laughs) They, it's ridiculous.

They took me out of the house,

and they stuck a needle in my head,

and I had some kind of a rectal probe.

- This happened when?

- Day after Christmas. (laughs) Right?

It was on 26th.

- Any disturbances at all prior to this?

- No!

- He does worry about prowlers.

- Place is isolated.

- But there haven't been any actual prowlers?

- No.

Sounds and thing like that, you know,

nothing that you could...

No. Nothing that you could identify.

- There was one weekend in October.

We had friends up, Alex and Sarah.

They saw something that scared them so much

that they left.

They saw lights. You saw them too.

- There was light all over the place.

They got so scared, that they left the next day. And...

But I... I have all this very sensitive equipment.

Lights and burglar types of things.

- So you discussed it, you investigated?

- We didn't... Investigate?

There was nothing to investigate.

- So what scared them? What happened?

- I'm talking about it and I have no idea. I have no idea.

I have no idea why I'm here, I don't know what I'm doing.

You know, talking about this.

I saw something, they saw something.

There was a lot of light. That's all I remember.

- It seems to me

that the overall vagueness of your memory suggests

that we might clarify them a little bit by hypnosis.

Would you be agreeable to that?

- Hypnosis?

- It's a simple process.

It's sometimes very helpful in cases

of psychological trauma when people have

difficulty remembering what happened to them.

- Well, you think about that and if you decide to do it,

you can give me a call.

- Thank you.

I'd stick pins in my eyeballs before I'd let that,

that wacko woman fool with me.

- This woman is a pro.

Sam sent you to her, her evidence is accepted in court.

- Did you listen to her?

- What do you mean I did listen to her?

- Why should I pay someone to talk to me?

- Because you fired a goddamn gun at me last week!

- I'm all right with seeing her! She should pay me!

- Selfish prick. Sit up and talk to me!

- I'd rather be dead.

- I'm gonna tell you something.

You're gonna go back in that woman's office,

we're gonna find out what's wrong with you or we'll not

gonna have any marriage left.

- I'm sitting up! I'm sitting.

- My shoes hurt.

- I'm sitting. So, you know, lighten up.

(laughs) Crazy women.

So, what do I do?

- What should I do? Where would you like me to go?

- It's best he be alone his first time.

- All right.

- So?

- It's not exactly the electric chair.

Listen to me, Whitley. Look up at my finger.

That's it. Keep looking at my finger.

I'm going to count to 10 as you're falling asleep.

And when I'm finished, you're be deeply, deeply asleep.

One falling asleep,

two falling asleep,

three falling asleep,

four falling asleep,

five falling asleep.

Whitley? - Huh?

- Whitley, let's go back to that first time,

the night of October 4th.

Last October 4th. What do you see?

- October 4th. Busy day.

Writing, cooking, mess in the kitchen,

Alex and Sara came.

Going to the country. - Just come in.

- Yes?

- So we're in a car, we're talking,

and there's a lot of traffic, and it's getting dark.

We get up there and I can't get the security

system to work.

It's just every time I touch it, it goes crazy.

Anne fixes it, we go in the house build a fire.

First fire of the season. And we went to bed.

- What happens after you go to bed?

- I wake up, middle of the night.

That's... I don't, I don't...

Something went past my window.

- Something went past the window?

- A light.

Big, like a light.

But I don't want to think about that,

so I go back to sleep.

Is that someone there?

You know, I see you. I'm seeing some...

I'm seeing someone there. I don't think I like this.

- It's going fine. - Get out!

- It's going fine. - Away! Get away!

Out! Get out!

Get away! Why me?

What have I done?

This is no good. I can't do this.

- Whitley, tell me what you see.

- It's almost as if this figure is...

It's covered in something,

it's sticking something into my mind.

Images exploding.

The world is blowing up.

My boy is dead.

- Why did I have to die, Dad? Why?

- I'm not hypnotized now? Am I?

- I think you just came out of it.

- I can't do this. What did I see?

- I don't know.

- I want to go home now. I can't do this.

I don't need this. Bad dreams.

- Whitley?

- It was a bad state. But it's over.

- It'll never be over, not now.

- Whatever happened is in the past, and you're fine.

- You don't know, you said it.

- That's truth, but it's all right.

- Whitley. Whitley...

- Let him go, let him work this out.

- Excuse me, I'm lost. Can you help me?

Do you know if this bus goes to the end of the line?

- You know...

I can't believe this.

It's an ambush. You, you, people you're in...

I'm telling you, you're in for one big surprise.

One very big surprise.

- You want anything else, Whit?

- No, thank you.

- They're all looking for you.

- How did you know?

- Anne said to look here.

- Women know everything.

- Let's go home.

- They tell you what happened?

- A little.

- When the doctor hypnotized me,

I supposed recall prowlers,

or something but in fact I recall something else.

I sure do. - What?

- Little blue fuckers, about that big.

- When I was a boy, we knew of these things.

In the mountains there were many mines,

strange men were seen, little and tough.

They were called kobolds.

The people of the lower depth.

- Kobolds?

You're talking about munchkins?

You're talking about trolls?

You're talking about leprechauns?

What are you talking about?

- Whitley, the little men are real.

They have haunted the world forever.

- You're talking about folk stuff.

I don't know, trolls or something.

I'm talking about something else.

- We're back! I found him!

- Jow are you feeling?

- Good. I'm sorry that I got so crazy.

- Oh, don't worry about it. I've been thinking...

- Any calls? - No.

- Huh?

- Whitley.

There is a group that meets that you might want to join.

- Group?

- People who've seen the same sort of things you have.

- Nope, I don't think so.

- Whitley, they are real.

- I have a dozen patients who've all reported seeing

the same beings you saw.

- No!

- All right.

There is one illness, temporal lobe epilepsy.

It might cause such vivid hallucinations.

- Yes, but we all saw the light.

Do we all have epilepsy?

- Even I heard some strange noises.

- There is a test that you can take to determine

whether you have the disease.

- This is going to be just a little bit unpleasant.

- There's sticking, it's sticking...

- Don't move. Stay very still now.

Don't talk.

- How long does this take?

- Not long, not long. About 45 minutes.

I would like you to do some deep breathing

exercises for me.

Okay, breath in deeply through your mouth.

Close your eyes.

Open your eyes.

Now, that medication I gave you earlier is gonna make

you take a little nap.

♪ Ring around the rosie ♪

♪ A pocket full of posies ♪

♪ Ashes, ashes ♪

♪ We all fall down ♪

- What is it, Whit?

- Hello. Hi.

Good news! The test came back negative.

You do not have temporal lobe epilepsy.

- Hi, Dad. Dad, I waited and waited for you to come home.

Help me get to sleep, Daddy?

I'm having a very hard time without you.

- Without a sound the white camellia fell,

to sound the darkness of the deep stone well.

- That's a lot of pictures for a few words.

- Yeah. It's a kind of a poem called haiku.

- Dad, I have a very bad problem.

- What's that?

- There's a skull staring at me. With huge eyes.

I can see it in my head.

- Do you have a bad dream?

- No.

I saw little blue doctors, Dad.

And tall thin ones too with big eyes.

Were they real, Dad?

- I don't know.

What do you think they are?

- I don't know. They kind of scare me.

- Kind of?

- Not totally, they're ugly and that's scary, but inside

they're all sort of soft and perfect.

Like that poem.

- 10 falling asleep.

Deeply, deeply asleep.

Anne, let's go back in time.

Do you remember Christmas?

- Mm-hm.

- All right, let's go back farther.

Go back to the night that Alex and Sarah came to the house.

You remember that night?

- Well, it wasn't a very peaceful night.

- Go on.

- The house was full.

It was like a party.

- A party?

- I don't think Whitley was there very much of the time.

- What about your son?

- God! Oh God, he's screaming.

Oh! It's painful to hear.

Oh, it's like something's happening to him.

It's Whitley is going, I wanna go. I've got to go.

You are not suppose to go. I've got to go!

You are suppose to stay in bed.

(gasps) I've got to go, my baby is screaming!

- Anne, who is talking to you?

- I can't say! I'm not suppose to say, I don't know!

I'm not supposed to do this!

- Why? What's preventing you?

- I'm out of it. I'm out of it, right?

I'm out of it.

- Yes, quite suddenly.

- I don't know, there was somebody, there was something...

There was somebody else.

- He calls them little doctors.

- I don't like this. He seems so little.

What should we do?

Should he be hypnotized, should we send him to Janet?

- No, he's too young.

I'll go back myself, see what this is.

- Whitley, let's go back now to the night

of December 26th, the day after Christmas.

What are you having for supper?

- Goose and a cranberry sauce,

sweet potatoes, Christmas leftovers.

- Now, go forward to later that night. Go forward.

What happens?

- I'm checking out the house.

- Why?

- In case there might be somebody there, hiding.

- Who? - Those things, people.

- Did you know about those people then?

- Sure.

- Did you tell anyone?

- I wasn't suppose to.

I have a gun.

- Why do you have a gun?

- I have that,

the feeling that there might

be somebody there hiding.

In the house.

- I'm going to take you farther forward in that night.

You relax, deep sleep.

You're going to remain calm.

What happens? - I am you.

You are me, and we are here.

I am the dreamer, you are the dream.

Is that someone there?

Whoa!

Hey, whoa, wait a minute.

What are you doing?

Please, let me go.

Awful, terrible. - What's terrible?

- What they did to me.

I had enough, I give up.

I wanna go home.

Be smart.

Are you old?

Please, let me go.

I can't wake up. Here I am!

I'm naked. I'm naked!

I'm talking to you like you were real.

Go to hell.

Terrible.

Can we talk this over?

It looks like we're gonna sing White Christmas.

You're probing my mind.

I'll kill you.

How dare you.

I'll kill you.

You've broken my mind.

I can't get out of this.

- Mom.

Come on in here!

Oh, he wants to, he wants his mommy.

- Mama. (cries)

- I can't get out of this!

- One waking up. Two waking up.

- I'm seeing things from my whole life.

- What is it, Whit?

Wow.

- Three you're awake.

- It's been... Thank you.

Now I know, this thing has been in my life my whole life.

I passed it on. Now it's with my son.

I've seen them before.

- In your childhood apparently.

- No, no, no. Like I'm seeing you,

like I'm seeing this.

Like I'm seeing everything, same room.

You say that there is a group?

- Yes, a special group.

- I don't want to be crazy.

- I'd like to introduce Anne and Whitley.

Whitley's had some very vivid experiences.

He's a writer-

- I'm not sure,

I'm comfortable with a writer being here, Janet.

- Yeah, the force will kick me off if this got out.

- Do the rest of you feel threatened by his profession?

- Let's face it, the newspapers laugh of us.

We're light entertainment.

- Not that kind of writer.

I make it up. I'm a novelist.

- So, what you're gonna write about us? A comic novel?

- Wait a minute, Whitley isn't here because he is a writer.

He's here for the same reasons you are.

Why don't you tell us something of what you can remember?

- What I remember?

It couldn't be what happened, that what happened,

I don't know, I remember monsters. (laughs)

They came into my house.

- The short stocky ones in the coveralls or the slim

willowy ones with the big eyes.

- Beg your pardon? What?

- Who was involved with you?

- What do you mean?

- Oh come on, let's cut the crap.

Which group of aliens abducted you?

- Bob, we are not victims, we are participants.

- Well, I don't know about you folks,

but I am very definitely a victim.

I didn't want what happened to me. I didn't ask for this.

- Wait a minute. Give the guy chance.

So come on, Whitley, which group abducted you?

Did you see a ship? - Ship?

- A Ship. - This happened in the house

in the country.

- Well, do you have circle

or a triangular scar anywhere on your body?

- No.

- Because a lot of us are marked.

You know, I want to get back to this participant thing

I didn't want what they did to me.

I didn't want a rectal probe, Laurie. It's not funny.

That's why I say victim.

Nobody wants it, nobody asked for it.

- We have to make this experience work for us.

Otherwise we'll live the rest of our lives in fear.

- So we get together. And we talk about it.

- And laugh. - Sometimes.

- Well, we're all space cadets here. So what a heck.

You have to make the best of it. You know.

- This isn't a joke. These beings are real.

Even if we don't know what that means.

It may sound like a cliche,

but these visitors do come in gigantic ships

and they contact a lot of people.

And then of course, we say it's thunderstorms or bad dreams,

hallucinations, meteors, whatever, but the joke's on us.

We are the ones who are hiding.

- They came to me one night in 1959.

I was lying in bed, reading a book,

when suddenly a group of little men in blue

uniforms walked in the room.

Short, three or four feet tall.

Very round, their faces were Well, I was terrified.

And one of them put his hand on my wrist

and it was- - Clammy.

- Like the skin of a frog.

- And one of them said, don't worry,

it's not you we're interested in.

We are interested in the girl child you're carrying.

- Did they let you keep her?

My daughter is a wonderful woman.

And now her daughter is involved too.

- How old is she?

- My granddaughter is six. - Passed it on.

- The only thing to do is to face it.

Because otherwise it's just gonna tear your life to pieces.

Believe me, I know. At least you two have each other.

My husband did not have the experience,

and he tried to have me committed.

Now at least he doesn't have me to worry about any more.

- I wasn't as lucky as Laurie.

She still has her daughter and the granddaughter.

I was 3 months pregnant.

And my husband and I saw this huge light outside.

We just went to sleep.

That next morning I woke up and I wasn't pregnant any more.

- Whitley, won't you tell us little more

about what happened to you.

- I think I'd like to go home.

- So, it's my wife and I, you know, we have a family too,

and we have to think about this.

Thank you.

Thank you. - You're welcome.

- I must come back.

- I wish you'd stay.

- I tried hypnosis, I tried this, I tried that,

and I tried this, I tried that.

No, it's not working.

I have to do something for myself.

- You expect things, you expect answers so quickly.

We don't even know all the questions yet.

- All right, of course.

But if, if, if I was in my right mind,

I would know that too.

- There's nothing matter with your mind, be patient.

Take care.

- Look at me.

Am I not gorgeous?

- What the hell?

- You look like you're dressed for your first communion.

- Don't wait up for me, baby.

- What are you doing?

- I shall return. - Where you're going?

- Going for pack of cigarettes.

- You don't smoke.

- I must be awake. Is that what you mean?

I must be awake.

- I'm gonna do a trick.

Look at this. Empty, right?

Show them.

Should we cast the spell?

This has to cook them. Wanna say a few things.

First I'd like to say season's greetings,

then I'd like to say,

keep your hands on the table at all times, huh?

Boo!

Boo.

I wanna go home.

Please, let me go. Are you old?

You've broken my mind. I'll kill you.

Can we talk this over?

I can't wake up!

I am the dreamer. You are the dream.

Look, the only thing that really matters here

is what I'm about to show you.

- That's not it.

I didn't come all this way

for you to tell me that that's what it is.

Is there something under that?

Because I don't believe that one.

It's like a box. A Chinese box.

You open it and there's another one inside,

there's another one inside, there's another one inside.

You're not gonna let me see you, are you?

- It is a Chinese box.

And you're not gonna be allowed to see.

Okay? So, just get that clear.

- You're not gonna let us see you.

That's a good idea.

- One, two, three, shoot! (laughs)

One, two, three, shoot. - Anybody home?

- Dad! Dad!

- Ah!

What are you doing up? Why aren't you in school?

- Mom needed me to help her wait for you.

- We are playing war.

- I'm beating the pants her. That's for sure.

- I saw them. - You did?

- Something happened. - How are you?

- Good. - Dad, come here,

I wanna show you something,

I made a computer game on your computer.

- What happened? - They danced.

- What kind of dance?

- The bossa nova, how do I know? (laughs)

They let me know

that I was chosen

for something.

And they invited me to come with them.

I had the feeling forever.

Then it was morning.

- They asked you to go away with them?

- Yeah.

I just came home to get my stuff.

- You don't have a mark on the back of your head.

I can give you another one. (laughs)

- The ET theory, you know, it's just not strange enough

to account for for the facts.

If we're talking about what they know about us,

you'd have to consider

that they, they could be sitting at home tonight

watching "The Honeymooners".

Right? Ralph and Alice?

Like us? That's why they picked on me.

- You know what I think? - What?

- I don't think it matters.

- Whatever it is, they know what's by way of television

and things like that.

If if we're talking about light years.

tonight they're watching the first episode

of "Father Knows Best".

It'll be narcissistic of us to feel alone in the universe.

People used to think that the world was flat, you know,

it's the center of things.

That excludes the possibility of visitors.

That's really another kind of, of the same kind of thinking.

The world is getting so small

that it would be nice to meet someone new.

- I don't know, I don't know, I don't know.

I don't know what you saw.

What does it matter? It doesn't matter.

It's just God.

You saw something extraordinary.

There are many faces of God.

Masks of God.

- Our history is a response to their presence.

They might be what the face of evolution looks like

on the response to a conscious mind.

- You know something?

You frighten me.

Because you went so far away

but you're back, you're different.

I think they gave you something.

I do.

I think they gave you a gift.

You'd better use it.

Look what I've got for you.

Mandarin pressed duck, a beautiful bottle of Bordeaux.

- I'm gonna drop that book, you know, that I'm writing.

- Oh yeah?

What are you gonna do? Drive a cab?

- I'm gonna write about this. Us.

I'm gonna write about what I know.

- I like that look in your eye.

- I'm gonna do it right now.

- Wait. - Watch this.

Watch out, Whitley is back!

You're sleeping?

Like this, I gotta know, I gotta know what is.

Look at this, Anne, wake up, wake up.

I got this great...

It's the first chapter, look, look, awake.

Okay, Okay.

I've got this great first chapter.

I got such an idea about how to start.

Andy, Andy wake up.

Come on, come on.

Wake up. I'll show you something.

- Whitley?

- (yawns) What's going on?

What are we doing?

- It was a huge light.

- Are we searching for something?

What are we doing?

Mom, what are we doing? - Nothing.

- Let's go back to bed.

- You think it could have been a plane?

Helicopter?

It's so beautiful. You see the Moon?

- Let's go back.

- Andy, wait, wait come here.

Come here, come here.

- Maybe we do have an afterlife,

but not quite in the way tradition suggests.

Maybe you and I are larvae,

and the visitors are human beings in the mature form.

Certainly, we are consuming our planet's resources

Our material state, how should we transform?

Astronomers eventually believe...

What do I call a book about you?