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In 1953, Earth experienced a war of the worlds.

Common bacteria stopped the aliens,

but it didn't kill them.

Instead, the aliens lapsed into a state of deep hibernation.

Now the aliens have been resurrected,

more terrifying than before.

In 1953, aliens started taking over the world.

Today, they're taking over our bodies.

We must plan for the future.

A future without humans.

Look what you done! What I done?

Look what you done! You kicked my car!

Do you have a license?!

Learn how to drive!

Stop! Oh, he stole my purse!

Oh, somebody please stop him!

Oh!

Look, Sister Margaret.

Somebody stole her purse.

What a pity.

No one is helping her.

Leave me alone!

Make me!

Yeah, make him, pinhead!

Got any money for us, creep?

Why didn't you do anything?!

God works in mysterious ways.

His wonders to behold.

Our scientists

have concluded that the filthy,

inferior beings on this planet are hopelessly combative.

Meaning?

Meaning that in time,

these parasitic cretins

will inevitably destroy themselves.

Our scientists are certain of this?

Based on statistical analysis,

there is a 96.875 percent probability

that the human race will eliminate itself

as a direct result of tribal warfare.

All the pathetic creatures need

is a push in the proper direction.

We need immediate action, Commander,

not subtleties.

Not wishing to disagree...

Then do not.

But direct intervention has failed us time and time again.

It would be more accurate to say

that it was you who has failed us, Commander.

Be forewarned, Commander.

You must not fail us again.

Earlier this afternoon,

a Russian Aeroflot carrying a delegation of nuclear scientists

arrived in San Francisco to take part in the first stage

of the historic U.S.-Russian Mutual Disarmament Pact.

Three days of meetings will precede Friday's dismantling

of the Pershing Two missile warheads

manufactured in nearby Silicon Valley.

Officials of both governments are hoping that this,

as well as the simultaneous dismantling

of a Russian warhead by American scientists,

will spell the beginning of the end of the threat

of nuclear confrontation between the superpowers.

It's the beginning of the end, all right.

I guess all this

mushy peace talk

kind of makes guys like you obsolete, huh, Colonel?

You've got it backwards, Norton.

Nuclear warheads are the only guarantee of peace

we have right now.

Colonel, would you mind enlightening us on that one?

Look, figure it out, Harrison.

The Soviets outnumber us four to one on conventional forces,

ten to one on tanks, three to one

on surface ships, two to one, submarines.

The threat of nuclear retaliation is the only thing

keeping the Reds from knocking down our fence

and stomping all over our cornfield.

Assuming, of course, anyone wants

to stomp all over our cornfield.

You're not really that naive,

are you, Suzanne?

You think I'm naive

because I don't share your twisted view of the world?

Paul, I think you're a little naive yourself, don't you?

Blackwood, there's

a call for you. IRONHORSE: Look, in the real world,

Thanks, Mrs. Pennyworth. The strong dominate the weak...

Always have, always will.

Darwin's theory, Suzanne.

Somebody starts swinging a club at you,

and you better have

a club of your own to swing.

Well, I guess that takes care of politics.

Anyone care to discuss religion?

This is Harrison Blackwood.

And this is Katya.

Katya.

Where are you?

Where else but San Francisco?

Don't tell me you're part of the Russian delegation.

Well, the appointment surprised me as well.

Dr., uh, Jacobi

at the Pacific Institute was kind enough

to give me this number.

That was okay?

Oh, completely, completely.

Harrison, I must speak with you.

What's wrong?

Uh, not over the phone.

Of course, of course.

Katya, look, you can't come here.

I'll, uh, I'll come into the city. I'll...

No, no, no.

Tomorrow, uh, lunch, at the Stratford Hotel, okay?

Good-bye, my dear.

Such frivolity, Dr. Rodin.

And what is that, Major?

You choose to use a pay phone

rather than the one in your room.

Even the KGB must agree that it is inappropriate

for our government to pay for my

personal phone calls.

Is that not so...

comrade?

Most conscientious of you, Comrade Rodin.

I shall make note of that in my report.

I'm sure you will... comrade.

Good night, Jack.

Home, Jeeves.

Yeah, okay.

You are entering Zone Two.

Have your badge ready.

I got two tickets to the Grateful Dead concert on Friday.

You interested?

Sorry, I have other plans.

Ah, that's too bad.

I know; I love the Dead.

Attention. Attention.

We are now in a yellow alert.

They took what?

No, don't worry.

They won't get by me.

Okay, you three,

stay right there!

I mean it.

I'm warning you.

Attention. Attention.

We are now in a yellow alert.

Good morning, Doctor.

Where are you going?

Out.

Anyplace special?

Yes.

Harrison, are we going to play 20 questions,

or are you going to be more specific?

I can be more specific if I want to be.

Look, Harrison,

that's not the way we do things around here.

One of my jobs

is to look after you.

Now, how in the hell am I supposed to do that

without your cooperation?

Unless I misunderstand the rules of the game we're playing here,

I'm not a prisoner, and you're not a warden.

So, if you'll excuse me?

Do you mind if I join you?

Oh... Harrison!

Katya.

Oh...

Isn't this the hat

that I bought you in Paris eight years ago?

Well, I wanted to make sure that... you would recognize me.

In a crowd, Katya.

With or without a hat.

Well...

Why don't we sit down

and you can tell me what's wrong.

Yeah.

Commander, you are making progress?

The fabrication of a nuclear device is,

to use a crude, Earthly expression,

nothing more than child's play.

It should be ready shortly.

You are still certain that exploding this device

will create enough suspicion

between the planet's tribes to incite open warfare?

And their eventual self-annihilation?

I stake my very existence on it.

No, Commander, you stake our existence on it.

To life immortal.

This is priority one, Captain.

You have the photographs and my report.

I expect an analysis and identification on the double.

No!

I do not want General Wilson informed...

Not until I know what's going on myself.

Yes?

Norton here. Can I have a moment of your time?

I'm on my way, Norton.

12 kilograms of weapons-grade plutonium

was stolen in front of 20 witnesses.

I think it was the boldness of the act

that caught our attention.

Then you're somehow suggesting

that the aliens were involved in this.

Aren't you reaching, Doctor?

I like to think of it as an informed guess.

Well, keep on this, Mr. Drake.

Let me know if anything new breaks.

No problem, Colonel.

Take this device to those who will be responsible

for its placement.

As you wish, Commander.

Remind our comrades that nothing can interfere

with planting the device in its proper location in the time allotted.

I hear your command.

Dinner!

I'll go get Harrison.

Oh, no, you won't, young lady.

Dr. Blackwood doesn't wish to be disturbed.

Okay. I'll go get Mom and Norton, then.

Oh, Colonel, you startled me!

I'm just about to serve dinner.

Not right now, Mrs. Pennyworth.

Harrison! You've got some explain...

Is something wrong, Colonel?

Where the hell is Blackwood?

Damn it!

Debi, go have dinner now, please.

But, Mom...

Immediately!

Come along, Debi.

Now, Colonel, what is it

that has you so hot and bothered?

Washington just replied to an inquiry I made, Mr. Drake.

It seems that since 1980,

the good doctor has had a girlfriend

no one knew about.

I don't know how the hell we missed that

in the security check.

Aren't you blowing this

just a little out of proportion, Paul?

I mean, if he's got a girlfriend,

isn't that his business?

I'm not talking cheap thrills and Valentine's Day cards,

Suzanne.

This girlfriend is an important scientist!

An important Russian scientist!

Dr. Rodin!

Dr. Rodin!

Please open the door this instant!

Open it!

I'm going to see that Harrison pays a heavy price.

Aren't you taking this

a little too personally, Colonel?

Why shouldn't I, Norton?

I'm personally responsible.

If Blackwood goes down, or this project is jeopardized,

I'm the man that has to do the explaining.

I've known Harrison for a long time.

I'm sure he has a logical explanation.

Right. Logical as in, "Sorry, folks,

"I've got a better offer.

"Maybe I'll consider defecting

to the other side."

You have no grounds for that accusation!

Why are you so quick to defend him?

You know, the heart can make a man do

funny things, Suzanne.

Gertrude, front door!

Gee! Reception committee.

I want an explanation, Blackwood,

and I want it now!

Do you mind if I start with an introduction first?

Colonel, everyone...

I'd like you to meet Katya Rodin.

Katya...

Paul Ironhorse, Suzanne McCullough and Norton Drake.

Keep your hands in sight.

Get out of the van.

What's the problem, Officer?

Stolen vehicle for starters.

Theft of radioactive material.

All right! Everybody out of the van!

Do it!

My friend...

she isn't feeling very well.

Out! Now!

All right, open it.

Get out, lady.

You two... hands on the vehicle... spread!

Come on! Move it!

Okay, lady... I've got to see your hands.

Lady, you've got to put your hands where I can see 'em.

If you say so, Officer.

256 Crawford, 2-5-6 Crawford...

Did you have a pleasant day...

off to nowhere, doing nothing?

Well, you know, while you were out,

Norton picked up some information

about a theft at a nuclear power plant.

12 kilograms of weapons-grade plutonium.

Suzanne feels that the aliens may be involved.

Suzanne and Norton are on top of this?

They are.

Well, then there's nothing more we can do.

Harrison!

You have a lovely home.

Well, it's only a loaner, but, uh, we're getting to like it.

You must be completely crazy bringing that Russian here.

I'm not.

I mean, this is supposed

to be a high-security location,

occupied by people doing high-security work.

I know.

I thought what we were doing here was important to you!

It is.

Well, then, what the hell was going through

your mind, Harrison?

Katya is also important to me.

Now she wants to defect and I agreed to help her.

But why the hell didn't you take her to the immigration office,

or-or to church?

Or to the CIA? Or-or to a movie?

Why the hell did you bring her here?

I did.

Did what?

I took her to a movie.

I wanted to make sure that she wasn't being followed.

It's very nicely decorated.

Did you do it?

Uh...

I'm a microbiologist, not an interior decorator.

I'm a nuclear physicist,

but I still enjoy decorating my flat.

Look, the Soviets consider Dr. Rodin

very important to their scientific community.

Besides, she wasn't ready to go to those places... not yet.

I made a judgment call.

We're not talking about a defecting hockey player here.

This is international scandal time.

It stinks, Harrison,

and you're in it up to your eyebrows

and you're taking the rest of us with you.

We're as close to the site of this afternoon's

historic initiation of the U.S.-Russian Mutual Disarmament Pact

as the press...

Or anyone else, for that matter...

Is allowed to be.

Security forces are taking no chances.

The area has been cordoned off and is heavily guarded.

Paris in 1980 was gorgeous.

The weather was clear and crisp.

Everything was perfect,

except for Harrison's paper on dwarf stars.

I was taking part

in an international science convention.

And during my presentation,

this young woman kept on raising her hand

and challenging my thesis.

Thesis?

It was more like fiction.

Anyway, after I was through, Katya cornered me

and told me just how very bad my theory was.

For about a moment before my sitters led me away.

"Sitters"?

Sitters,

keepers, KGB.

You know, what you people call thick necks

who keep us Soviets in line.

Except I wasn't finished correcting Harrison's paper.

And I wasn't finished correcting her corrections.

So, I sort of helped Katya slip away from her sitters

and, uh, we continued our discussions in private.

I didn't get back to my hotel room for three days.

In fact,

this is the first time I've been let out of the country

since that weekend.

Oh, battle stations.

I'll let you know if it's anything important.

If you will excuse me, ladies and gentlemen.

Gertrude,

to the office, if you will.

What does he mean by battle stations?

Katya, I'm sorry, there are just a few things that

we can't discuss about our work.

I understand.

The device is working and in place, Commander.

You have done well.

We are nothing without your counsel, Advocate.

We must plan for the future.

A future without humans.

How large an area

will be decimated by your thermonuclear explosion?

We are not exactly sure, Advocate.

Not sure?

Our best estimate indicates a kill range of 30 miles.

With a population of?

With a population of?!

We believe ten million humans, Advocate.

That's all?

This is only our first attempt.

What we learn here, we will multiply across the world.

You have done much to advance our cause.

To life immortal!

And now, the future.

It is just a matter of time before this planet is ours.

Shall we choose the next target?

We should look at the maps.

They will tell us where

the greatest concentration of life is.

Time is on our side.

Hey, Mister! Mister!

You forgot.

Forgot what?

Forgot to put money in the parking meter.

You'll get a ticket if you don't put money in the parking meter.

But I'm a policeman.

Nobody's going to give me a ticket.

But my Mom says policemen have to follow the law

just like everybody else.

Thanks for reminding me, Miss.

Can I do it for you?

The greatest concentration of human population

is on the coasts.

One device on the San Andreas Fault

in the West will do the work of many.

And on the East Coast,

a device in the cesspool they call New York

will spell the beginning of the end for the humans.

Major Kedrov.

Colonel, how good of you to come.

My people told me who you were,

but getting a message to you proved to be most difficult.

My people thought it wise that we have this meeting.

Colonel, do sit down.

Ironhorse.

I'm told that's an Indian name.

It is.

Yes.

We have Indians in our country, too.

There are some who believe

that our Indians

and your country's Indians are related.

Maybe.

But I didn't come here to talk anthropology, Major.

No. You're correct.

We have much more important things to discuss.

The signal is definitely alien, and nearby, too,

judging from its strength.

I don't like the sound of that.

How long until you have that broadcast point triangulated?

Any second now.

The computer is crunching the data even as we speak.

Ah! Voila!

Now all we have to do is match these coordinates

with the map files and...

now that is a whole lot closer

to today's disarmament conference

than I would like to see.

What could the aliens be planning?

Paul, join us.

I think we're on to something here.

We have to deal with another matter first, Harrison.

Dr. Rodin is going to have to go back to the Soviets.

What?

Why?

This Mutual Disarmament Pact

is just too important to jeopardize.

Both her government and ours feel that a defection

is a bad idea at this time.

Oh, they do, do they?

When, exactly, would be a good time for them?

That's not for me to decide,

Harrison.

I'm sorry, but there can be

no sanctuary here.

Both governments insist that Doctor Rodin be returned

to the Soviets in time for today's disarmament ceremonies.

What if I called General Wilson

and threatened to pull out of here...

Pull out of this whole project...

Unless he supports Katya's defection.

That's a negative, Harrison.

The General asked me to tell you that if you feel that strongly,

he'll respect any choice that you make.

But he wants you to know that the work

we've begun here at the cottage

will continue with or without you.

Well... at least the General has more integrity

than I gave him credit for having.

Well, he wants to help,

Harrison, and believe it or not, so do I.

But this damned disarmament thing, it's just too big.

The entire world is watching the two greatest powers on Earth

dismantle their nuclear arsenals.

Now agree with it or not, we can't let any

politically sensitive incident detract from that effort.

Okay. Just let me be the one that tells her.

Hi. This is Rita.

I need a tow truck in the parking lot at Century and 12th.

Thanks.

Your Colonel is quite right.

This nuclear disarmament is much more important

than any individual's freedom.

I'm sorry.

I wish there was more I could do.

I even threatened to quit this...

what it is we're doing here

if they didn't agree to help you,

but they still refused.

Well, if they knew you as I do, they would know

that you would never quit.

You see, I have... I have been watching you

and I know that you are working on something

that is completely taking you over.

And until you're finished, I know

there's no space in your life for anything else.

You're a very perceptive woman.

Come on, let's go enjoy these last few moments together.

Three tickets is enough for a tow away,

especially with the disarmament thing going on down the street

and all the extra security.

Then when I checked the plates against the computer,

I saw that the vehicle had been reported stolen.

When I got here,

I, I had to jimmy the lock

so I could release the parking brake.

That's when I saw the bomb sitting in the back.

What you think is a bomb.

Oh, my God!

Let's get the hell out of here.

The threat of nuclear terrorism

has taken on a new dimension today.

The Silicon Valley,

San Francisco's high-tech suburb, I was just coming to find you,

and site of this afternoon's both of you. Come with me please.

U.S.-Russian disarmament ceremony,

is currently in the grip of panic.

Local police have stumbled on what appears to be

a small atomic device.

So far, no attempt has been made to move or defuse the device

for fear of causing it to detonate.

Authorities in Washington and Moscow

expressed both surprise and revulsion

at whoever is behind this act.

Despite denials, U.S. Forces have been placed... Well...

we don't have to worry what happened

to that stolen plutonium anymore.

And according to sources inside the Kremlin,

Soviet forces have also been placed on alert.

Civilians within a 20 mile radius of the bomb's location

are being evacuated, but local officials fear

there will not be enough time to make the evacuation complete.

Officials in the capitol have so far refused to comment

on Moscow's sudden suspension

of the U.S.-Russian Disarmament Pact.

What time was your ceremony scheduled?

At 3:00. Why?

Do you think that they would have planned the bomb

to go off at 3:00?

Wouldn't you if you were them?

But it's almost 1:15 now.

My God,

there's no time.

I'd got to inform General Wilson about this connection.

Connection?

What connection?

Connection to what?

The Soviets are placing full blame on the U.S.

for the bomb which continues to threaten the Silicon Valley.

While military forces struggle with the threat

of possible detonation

and the complete evacuation... Harrison!

Did you know something like this was going to happen?

Now beginning to deal with the political ramifications.

Not entirely.

We had reason to believe that something was going to happen.

Not this, exactly, but something, yes.

You knew something would happen

and yet you did nothing to stop it?

This is Bob Dunn reporting from the White House.

Katya has got to know.

She's got to understand what it is

that we're up against.

Gertrude, back five.

Now, look, I'm all for détente and glasnost

and you-show-me-yours -and-I'll-show-you-mine,

but isn't telling your friend

a little bit like taking an ad out in a newspaper?

That's a chance we have to take.

He's right, Norton.

If the aliens are involving the Russians,

then we have to, too, for all our protection.

Otherwise, they can pit one nation against the other.

Or else they're gonna sit back and watch us destroy ourselves.

Now Katya has to return to Russia, right?

At least if she knows what it is that we're up against here,

she can be our counterpart over there.

You planning to discuss this with the Colonel?

What the Colonel doesn't know...

Katya...

it's time that you know exactly what it is

that we're doing here.

Oh, God, I wish I was someplace else.

All gotta be someplace.

Might as well be right here.

Only take whatever is essential.

Everything else stays.

Helicopter will be here inside 15 minutes.

What's going on?

General Wilson

wants us all evacuated from the fallout area.

Our project is too important to jeopardize.

Notice he said our project and not our lives.

Gertrude, to the office!

You'll be coming with us, Doctor Rodin.

We'll return you to your people

as soon as we've gotten to safe ground.

Katya has something to say first, Colonel.

I would like to disarm the bomb.

And I'd like to be President of the United States!

Forget it!

We have experts flying in from Utah.

There might not be enough time,

especially if detonation

has been timed to coincide

with the original 3:00 schedule.

Besides, you're forgetting,

my entire career has been spent

building nuclear devices.

I might be able to disarm this bomb.

No one can ask you to do this.

No one has.

But you can't afford to turn down my offer, either.

No, we stay with the original plan.

What's the use of protecting the world against aliens

if we're not first willing to protect it against ourselves?

Right... move it.

Right about there... Okay.

We're here, Norton.

Stand by. We're gonna go in.

It's so small.

Just how big do you like your bombs?

Katya says it has two triggers:

a motion switch and a timer.

Less than five minutes left on the timer.

We're going to go with the timer first.

How steady are your hands, Colonel?

You cut the green wire.

I'll cut the red.

Together.

On the count of three.

One...

Two...

Three.

Thank you, Grandfather.

Yes.

Now for the hard part.

We do the same thing...

with the wires on the motion switch.

This is truly

a most astonishing piece of work.

Unlike anything I've ever seen before.

Are you ready?

This is it, Norton.

One...

Two...

Wait.

Harrison, what happened?

We have the wrong green wire.

What do you mean, the wrong green wire?

Here we go again.

One...

Two...

Three.

What happened? What happened?!

Not bad.

She did it!

Attention, please. Attention, please.

The area is secured. Red alert off.

Thank you. Thank you very much.

Yes, General.

It's time, Harrison.

Just saying thank you doesn't seem enough.

It's enough that you chose to confide your secrets to me.

Is it going to make a difference?

I think so.

I know a small group of scientists

who will be only too happy

to reopen their old records to study the aliens.

I'm gonna miss you.

And I you, Harrison.

Doctor Rodin, I've just spoken with General Wilson.

They've decided to relent.

You've been allowed to stay in this country.

Please thank them for me, but I've changed my mind.

But why?

Just call it a woman's prerogative, Colonel.

But Doctor, the repercussions.

I don't believe that there will be any repercussions.

After all, am I not an international hero?

You have some pretty amazing friends, Harrison.

Don't I though?

I misjudged the wretched Earthlings;

both their ingenuity and their will to survive.

You can take comfort in the knowledge

that your efforts will be revered forever

and all time, Commander.

And so, New Commander,

tell us what plans you have to rid this planet

of its repulsive inhabitants.