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-What is your flipping game?

-Yeah, game.

-This is our patch so you can just stroll on.

-Uh. -Yeah, stroll.

-Your patch, huh?

So show me some ownership papers.

-Oh, ain't we fortunate people?

We found ourselves a comedian.

-Yeah, fortunate.

-You wanna get outta here, maggot,

or right, the bogeyman might get you.

-Oh, the bogeyman.

Oh, you mean that thing behind you?

-You need to be taught a lesson.

We're gonna chuck you in there and let go [inaudible].

-Hey, hey.

-Happy landing.

-Yeah.

-Hey, let me outta here, you creep.

Come on, let me out of here.

Come on, let me out of here. What are you doing?

Let me out of here. Hey, come on.

Let me out of here.

What's happening?

Hey, hey, hey, help.

Please help me.

Let me out of here.

Oh, help me.

Please, please, please.

Hey, guys, I didn't mean it.

I'm sorry.

Oh.

Please.

MAN [ON TV]: These officers were in the firing line the night

the [inaudible] erupted.

-You feel it, too.

We're not alone.

Look.

Spontaneous stampede at a football match.

Rioting.

Whole streets ablaze.

Everywhere, panic and terror.

-Well, I feel it.

You feel it.

Something somewhere is causing it.

-Uh.

-What?

-Nothing, fella.

Prof and I have a bad feeling.

-A feeling that makes you jump at shadows?

-A deep, dark nameless dread.

-Oh, man, you guys are never going

to believe what just happened to me.

I just got thrown into a wardrobe.

And there was this bottomless pit in there.

And I just went down forever.

-A couple of deep breaths.

OK, Darius?

-Where was this wardrobe?

-Oh, it was in some yard somewhere.

-Where was the yard?

-Oh, it was there.

REPORTER [ON TV]: And what did the boy say?

-He was scared out of his wits.

Kept on saying, there is something down there.

REPORTER [ON TV]: So what did you do?

-Well, another human being in trouble.

Didn't care about myself or my own safety.

Saved him, poor little scamp.

REPORTER [ON TV]: And this thing,

how would you describe it?

-A huge--

-A huge, black creeping shadow from the dead.

-What was Drake doing there?

-Oh, Dar, there's obviously an alien in the hole.

What a shame.

CCPC guards.

Looks like we're going to check this out later.

-Leave it to me.

I have a 29D to report.

-What the heck's a 29D?

-A supply of unapproved sandwiches at a picnic.

-Hello. -Officers.

-What do you want?

-Picnic-goers disregarding the law.

-That's scandalous.

-Nice one.

-Follow me.

-He's leading them away.

-How do you guys feel?

-Like my mother is watching me interfere with CCPCs

and illegally crossing a police cordon.

-As bad as that?

-We've got company.

We can't let him see us here.

-Oh, no, no no, no, not in there.

-Quick, hide. -Ah.

Ah.

Ah.

-Hold on, Darius.

-It's trying to suck me in.

-I can't hold on much longer.

-Hang on, Darius.

I won't be long.

-Ah.

Hurry up, please.

Now, do you believe me?

Ah.

-Did you see it?

-Oh, what?

-The alien.

I'm not afraid of you!

You are just a shadow, only a shadow!

-All this has happened before.

At times throughout history, for whatever reason,

fear reaches a critical mass and then, it spreads like wildfire.

-I'm having trouble comprehending

any of this, since I do not feel fear.

-OK, an example.

In 1665, a plague spread across London.

No one knew what caused it.

One month, 1,000 people died.

Then, 2,000.

Then, 7,000.

But worse than the plague was the panic.

People rioted.

Neighbors attacked one another.

Then, finally, when the shadow of fear was at its deepest,

they burned their own city to the ground,

the Great Fire of London.

-A shadow, that's what Drake shouted out.

-What is Drake afraid of?

-His horrible nameless crimes might

be coming back to haunt him.

-So what's Darius' excuse?

-He's afraid of enclosed spaces.

-How do you know?

I mean, says who?

-Go fetch the vacuum from the cupboard under the stairs.

-All right.

It's my problem, and I'm dealing with it.

-What's that?

-Oh, this is what spread the Bubonic Plague.

-Beavers spread the Bubonic Plague?

-I thought it was rats.

-That is a rat.

-How can you be frightened of the unknown?

-Ah, that's precisely what gives us the bogeymen myth.

He dwells within the dark recesses of our imaginations.

-When I was little, I was scared to run

past the dark at the top of the stairs.

-Me, too.

Even though I knew there was nothing there.

-I have no idea what you're talking about.

-I sometimes wonder just how seriously

you take your job, Inspector.

-Really?

I find I'm too busy working to sit and wonder.

-What steps are you taking about the alien infiltration in NW8?

-Report by two vagrants.

Incident was investigated and found to be baseless.

-So case closed as far as you're concerned?

-Parts of London are rioting.

This city is a tinderbox.

There are hundreds of honest citizens

reporting alien threats.

Every one a false alarm.

-Not false.

I've seen it.

The alien threat is real.

It's coming from that wardrobe.

-The wardrobe?

There's a nasty monster in the wardrobe?

-Yes, and it's your job to stop it.

-Or open the wardrobe door and show you that it doesn't exist.

-Blah.

Blah.

Muh ha ha ha ha ha.

-Interesting. -Ooh.

Ooh.

-Yes, what astonishing behavior.

-Were you scared?

-What sort of a hat is that?

-This is hopeless.

-No, I want to learn.

-You don't learn fear.

You feel it.

-Do you feel fear now?

-We're having fun with you.

It takes our mind off the fear.

-First rule.

If you fight it, you give it strength.

-So what do you do?

-Well, you just have to keep on telling yourself it's not real.

-May I offer some advice?

Your big mistake is feelings.

If you'd stuck to logic, you could avoid all these problems.

-Feelings have a use.

-I'm listening.

-Sometimes you can see more by feeling than by thinking.

-Oh, young master, that's impossible.

-Feelings can give you a sixth sense.

-Really?

-Why don't you let yourself feel?

Try it, you might like it. -Oh.

-After reviewing the information,

my conclusion is that feelings are a system error.

-Uh.

-All right. I've seen enough.

Absolutely nothing.

Get back to base.

-They should remain here on guard in case the alien--

-There is no alien.

-If there is no alien incursion, the case becomes mine.

-There's no human threat, either.

-Oh, really.

And why did someone divert our CCPCs,

breach a department cordon, and force

entry into an unauthorized place?

-I really think you should take stress leave.

You're working too hard.

-This morning, I discovered a nest of sewer rats

in here, Darius, Starkey, and your daughter.

-Is there an emotion program you can retrofit?

-An emotion program?

K9, that would override your binary protocols.

-Is that the only way?

-Well, see, in machine thinking, there

are only two options, zero or one.

With emotions, there are a different setting.

It's neither one nor the other.

-But, but, but, if there is a setting between zero and one,

how could you possibly know what to do?

-Well, unfortunately, most of the time

we don't know what to do with our feelings.

-Then, can you close me up again, please?

-It's your own fear that makes you see the hole.

-Hello, sunshine.

We want to talk to you.

-Thought this had your touch.

-Do you think you know me?

-Not especially.

-Are you afraid of me?

-Not especially.

-You should be.

-Hm?

-Nobody can hear you scream down here.

-Can they hear you scream?

-You saw something you shouldn't have.

-It's OK to be scared.

-How is it that when anything untoward happens,

you are not far away?

There is an alien incursion and who should happen to be there?

Perhaps you were visiting the alien.

-There is no alien.

-What are you trying to hide?

-There's nothing there.

-I heard it.

-What you heard is your own fear.

-I could force the truth out of you.

-It's all in your imagination.

-I'm not afraid.

Do you hear me?

I fear nothing.

-You fear what's in here like all of us.

-Guards, toss him into the gutter where he belongs.

-So the pit is there when you feel

fear but gone when you're calm.

My synaptical circuits are aching.

Can I get some basics straight?

Reality is not like choosing a favorite channel.

Reality is the channel we're all on.

-Well, yes and no.

-Professor, did Newton and Einstein live in vain?

-K9.

-Just answer me this.

Is there something in the wardrobe or not?

-Depends who you ask.

-It doesn't matter whether it's in there or not.

People believe it is.

And fear alone could destroy the city.

-We have to go down there and prove it isn't real.

-Uh, who's this we, Kemo sabe?

-I don't feel fear so the shadow can't harm me.

But I need someone's fear to open the hole.

And you're the most fearful, Darius.

-I can open it.

-What are you afraid of?

-You did not answer Jorjie's question, young master.

What are you afraid of?

-I'm afraid of losing you, K9.

-But I'm only a robot.

-No, you're my K9.

-Binary malfunction. Reboot.

I'm OK.

But my binary system is not happy.

Let's boogie.

-There it is.

-Yes, it is.

-You can see it, too?

-I think so.

-Are you sure?

-The thought of not seeing you again makes me scared.

-You don't have to go down there, K9.

-But I have to, to get to the bottom of this.

Nothing so far.

-Are you still descending?

-Affirmative.

It is very deep.

-Keep your eyes peeled.

-Peeling eyes now.

I've touched down in a sort of cave.

-How deep are you?

-My senses say 1,500 meters, but--

-But what?

-My, my readouts are a little--

-K9, say again, you're breaking up.

K9, can you change channels?

Griffin, how's your reception?

-No better than yours, Starkey.

-K9, please advise your status.

-Did you see that?

-Did we see what?

-There was something behind me.

-What are we looking for, K9?

-There is something down here with me.

-What is it?

-Scanning.

-Is it alien?

-I'm getting nothing on my sensors.

-K9, did you say you were getting no data?

-What I am seeing leaves no imprint on my cyberdrive.

-What do you think it is, K9?

-What's going on?

-Can you see that?

-There's just darkness.

-There's nothing there, K9.

-It's a Jixen warrior.

-A Jixen?

-K9, what you're seeing isn't there.

It's your bogeyman.

-But I can see it.

-What you see is what you're most afraid of.

-I don't know what to do.

-Don't fight the fear.

That just gives it power.

Let it wash through you.

-This has never happened before.

I have no way of dealing with it.

-I'm here with you, K9.

We'll get through this together.

-System error, system error, system error,

system error, system error.

-Starkey.

-Well, well, well, you just can't take no for an answer,

can you?

-Starkey, are you there?

-Stand by, K9.

What is that?

-It's an alien buster.

-Starkey, are you there?

Starkey, please respond.

Things are getting bad down here.

-Was that K9?

-Destroy him now, and you'll never

get to exploit his technology.

-That's collateral damage I can live with.

-Arm the bomb.

-No. -Yes, sir.

-Jorjie, tell K9 to get out of there.

-Oh.

-We have to warn K9.

-Now, how can we get a vidcom? -Gryffen.

-The sound feed has dropped out completely.

-Ah, something's gone spiral with these vital signs.

-I've never seen that before.

His cybernetic system's a scramble.

His binary logic is non-functioning.

K9, do you read me?

-What are you staring at?

-There's nothing there.

But he's utterly transfixed.

-Starkey, I need help.

-Where are Starkey and Jorjie?

-You just have to keep on telling yourself,

it's not real.

-You are not real.

You are not real.

You are not real.

You are not real.

I know you are not real.

-Hurry it up.

-The bomb is armed, sir.

-Prepare to drop.

-Let it wash through you.

-The data crawl's normalizing.

-He's on the move again.

-He's heading back towards the hole.

-Sometimes, you can see more by feeling than by thinking.

-Oh, young master, that's impossible.

-Feelings can give you a sixth sense.

-Release it.

-Professor, tell K9 to get out of there.

Drake is going to drop a--

-Oh.

-Ah. -K9.

-Whee.

Whee.

Most exhilarating.

I must do that again sometime.

-I've destroyed you.

You are no more.

-I am your shadow.

I am your fear.

I am with you forever.

Despair.

-I've won.

You are no more.

-Despair. Despair.

Ah.

-Whoa, oh.

-K9, you're alive.

-How did you get out of there?

-I knew the bomb was coming.

-Knew?

How?

-I felt it.

-That's not logical.

-No, it's not.

-Congratulations.

-I just wish feelings weren't so confusing.

-That's what feelings are.

-It makes things messy, doesn't it?

-Yeah, well, it kinda goes with the territory.

-Yes, the binary system is so comforting.

-But not as much fun.

-That's what being a human is, fun and mess.

-Oh, dear.

-Welcome to our nightmare.

Group hug.

-Uh, ah.

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