All language subtitles for Resident Alien_S01E06_Sexy Beast.English (CC)

[Alien Harry] Previously on
Resident Alien…

[David] Our orders are to find
the alien that crashed.

[screaming]

Our orders are to deliver
an alien to the General

without anyone knowing about it.

He obviously suffers
from a case of teraphobia.

Dead. You're a monster.

So, yeah, things are gonna get messy.

She thinks I stole
the missing prescription pad.

-Of course she stole it.
-You guys want some?

These are Sam's. This prescription
was written after he died.

Sam was poisoned.

Holy shit sticks!
We got ourselves a murder.

This paper says you had a baby.

And your baby was born
on my exact birthday.

You wanted to protect her,

you should've stayed
the hell out of her life.

[D'Arcy] Probably dating the same guy.

[sighs] Shit.

Oh!

[rasping cries]

[clock whirring]

[Will Robinson on TV]
I'll bet this one is a phlogiston.

[robot on TV] Negative.
The specimen indicated

it is volcanic-origin
solid-state mineral.

In other words, plain,
ordinary rock.

[TV continues playing indistinctly]

You better get my best side.

[Will Robinson] Come on.
Let's go take a look.

[robot] Danger,
Will Robinson, danger.

[thunder crashes]

Whoa.

[robot] Danger.

[intermittent static on TV]

[clears throat]

-[Will Robinson] Some danger.
-[robot] Victor.

-[Will Robinson] Thursday.
-[robot] Endangerment.

[Will Robinson]
Let's get back to camp.

We'll leave our equipment here
and come back tomorrow.

Went off.

Don't worry. I'll get it going.

[clock stops whirring]

[dramatic music playing]

Dad?

Hmm?

What the…

[thunder crashing]

[sighs] The light's out.

Okay, take that.

[solemn instrumental music playing]

-Dad?
-Just one second, baby.

-The rain. It stopped.
-What do you mean, the rain stopped?

[theme music playing]

[Alien Harry]
What a crazy dream.

This female human creature
was suffocating me

with her sexual organs.

It was so realistic,
I can still feel her hot,

hammy breath on my face.

I've always loved
watching you sleep.

♪ You know I can't ♪

♪ Smile without you ♪

You can do better than that.

Sorry. I thought you'd catch that.

[grunts]

[shrieks] What?

♪ Can't laugh, and I can't sing ♪

Oh, shoot. Ow!

[gasps]

♪ Finding it hard to do anything ♪

♪ You see, I feel sad ♪

♪ When you're sad ♪

Darling, could you get me
some more food coloring?

♪ If you only knew what
I'm going through ♪

♪ I just can't smile without you ♪

Ooh, get that away from me.
That stuff knocks me out.

Do you want another art walk in Chelsea?

♪ You came along
Just like a song ♪

Maybe just one little glass.

♪ Now you know I can't smile
Without you ♪

All right, final thing. Ready?

[both chuckle]

It's cute, right?

♪ I can't sing ♪

♪ I'm finding it hard
To do anything ♪

♪ You see, I feel sad ♪

♪ When you're sad ♪

No. Okay.

♪ I feel glad when you're glad ♪

♪ If you only knew what
I'm going through ♪

♪ I just can't smile ♪

[Alien Harry] If I'm going to
kill everyone and get off this rock,

I need to fix my ship.

While searching for my device,

I've been gathering broken parts
from my anti-gravitation unit.

I only have one part
left to find.

They have a term on Earth for a man
who works on engines. Sexy beast.

That's me.

If these humans ever saw me
actually flying my spaceship,

I'd have women beating me off
with a stick.

A few hours ago, fighter pilots
in the Strait of Hormuz

engaged an unidentified aircraft.

Then it vanished into thin air.

At exactly the same time,

I picked up an object
over Colorado

with exactly the same
infrared signature.

There's only one scientific explanation
for that.

Teleportation.

Seconds later, it dropped altitude.

I think it crashed
somewhere in New Mexico.

"It" meaning what?
Little green men?

I don't know exactly, but…

Two things that you just said
give me pause.

"Teleportation" and "little green men."

-Technically, you said "little green men."
-I completely understand.

This post comes with a lot of pressure,
and there's no shame in admitting that.

Do you feel that kind
of pressure, Lieutenant?

Everything closing in,
crushing you, choking you.

Uh…

-Right now, yeah, a little.
-There you have it.

I suggest that
you're in desperate need of…

Shall we call it medical leave?

[man] Yes, General.

-You were right.
-General?

If I knew you were coming,
I would have cleaned my car.

The UAP is an alien ship. You know it.

I know it. The navy just admitted it.

But if crash evidence
goes up the chain of command,

it will be swallowed up
into a classified black hole.

I'm not gonna let that happen.
Meanwhile, you are gonna find that ship.

This one's off the books.

Okay. Yes, General.
I'll do it.

I wasn't asking. And nobody can know
what you're doing. Nobody.

Oh, that's just my girlfriend.

You don't have to worry about her.
She's not gonna tell anybody.

You don't have a girlfriend anymore.

You just broke up with her over text.
That's kind of rude.

Wait. How did you get my phone?

And who are you?

Lieutenant, I would like to introduce
you to Lisa Casper, your wife.

Hi, sweetie.

[smacks lips]

You two are gonna find me that ship
and whatever was flying it.

[sizzling]

Uh… Uh…

Ugh.

No. That… No.

Somebody? Ah…

-Jesus.
-It's not my fault. It's leaking.

It's making coffee.

Move.

You shouldn't have to clean that up.
Get Jay to do it.

Well, Jay is not here, and she won't be
coming back for a while.

Because she discovered
you lied about birthing her?

Yeah, 'cause I lied
about birthing her.

Trust me, I'd like to talk to her,
but I'm just giving her space for once.

[Mike] Man, look at this.
See, Liv?

I told you their break room
was bigger than ours.

Don't make no sense.
We got the whole town hall over there.

You got one doctor
and a few nurses.

We should probably trade kitchens.

It might be a long way
to walk to get coffee.

Our coffeemaker leaks.

I want one of those Nespresso machines,
but Sheriff won't let me get one.

Hell no. Those things freak me out.
I mean, think about it.

A whole cup of coffee
in that tiny little pod?

That shit has gotta be
the devil's work.

Can you tell me
what you're doing here?

We got the results back
from Sam's toxicology.

-He was poisoned, all right.
-[Asta] Really?

Mm-hmm. Botulinum toxin.

I came here to find out
what the doctor knows about it.

Mmm.

Okay, that's simple.
Botulinum toxin is a poison.

People who get botulinum toxin
die from botsalinen tonchin poisoning.

I might need you to dig
a little deeper than that.

Dr. Vanderspeigle, you are finally
off the hook. The new doctor has arrived.

Why don't you all come on out
and meet him? Sorry.

[scoffs]

I saw the new doctor,
and he is gorgeous.

Ellen, that's inappropriate.
Just as long as he's a good physician.

Doesn't hurt to have
something nice to look at for once.

[Alien Harry] What the hell?
Something nice to look at?

As far as humans go,
I'm handsome.

I'm even…

What's the modern word for it? Ravishing?

Everybody, meet the very accomplished
Dr. Ethan Stone, our new fulltime doctor.

-Please call me Dr. Ethan.
-Modest.

-This is our head nurse, Asta Twelvetrees.
-Hi.

And this here is Sheriff Mike Thompson
and his deputy, Liv Baker.

-It's the deputy, not his deputy.
-People call me Big Black.

-Yeah, you don't have to…
-Cool. Nice to meet you, Big Black.

[chuckles]

-Finally, somebody who gets it.
-You know, problematic.

-Hello. I'm here too.
-Yes. Sorry about that.

Dr. Ethan, this is
Dr. Harry Vanderspeigle,

who has been kind enough to hold down
the fort until your arrival.

-I've heard great things.
-Really? Who said great things?

Well, no one, actually.
I was just being polite.

[Alien Harry]
He has stupid hair.

Listen, I can't tell you
how glad we are to have you here.

Let me ask you something.

What you know about
botulinum toxin poisoning?

Oh, well, it's nasty stuff.

Tragically, I dealt with
a lot of botulism

during my time with
Médecins Sans Frontières.

Doctors Without Borders.
I'm sorry.

I'm just so used to saying it in French
because of all the time I spent in Haiti.

[Alien Harry]
Now I understand "douchebag."

Let's see. Hmm.

Well, I'm no forensic pathologist,

but it looks like the botulism
closed his windpipe,

and then, judging from
the angle of the wounds,

the doctor tried to give himself
a tracheotomy to save his own life.

-Brutal.
-Damn impressive.

I came to that same conclusion
over two weeks ago.

See, Sheriff? The answer was staring you
right in the face all along.

Oh, yeah.

Uh, why does it smell like
burnt coffee in here?

They have a broken coffeemaker.

Oh. If you want me to,
I could take a look.

-I'm pretty handy with those things.
-So am I. I already fixed it.

Sorry. She just said it was broken.

Yes, she's talking about a different one
that I'm going to fix next.

I am also very handsy.

You should get those coffee pods.

No, we don't need a new one.
As you heard, Harry fixed it.

Seems like everyone
likes those pods, Sheriff.

We ain't getting them
creepy-ass pods, all right?

Why don't you just take
a Ouija board into a cemetery?

You're making some great progress
on the murder here, Sheriff.

Now that we got
a real man of science,

I expect the dominoes
will fall pretty quickly.

Wait. No, you don't need him.
I have something for you.

You should talk to the person
who stole the prescription pad.

Someone stole
a prescription pad?

Mmm.

Um… Yeah, but I reported it
to the state board, so…

Well, that is something to look into.
That's a good tip, Doc.

Now that I have solved the murder,
I'm going to go clean out my desk.

Well, it ain't solved yet,
but if some people would tell

the sheriff's department
everything they know,

then maybe we can wrap
this thing up pretty quickly.

Like Law & Order.

[Alien Harry] Weird. Now that I've won,
I don't hate the new doctor as much.

People still watch Law & Order?
I never loved that show.

[Alien Harry]
You son of a bitch.

[knock at door]

I'm just gathering my things
before I leave.

I don't have things.

I just wanted to
thank you for everything.

You know, we were in a tough spot,
and you really came through.

I did what I had to do.

[Alien Harry] To not be found out
as a human killing machine.

As a thank you,
I want you to have this candle.

I made it myself.
It's kind of a hobby of mine.

[sniffs]

It's cinnamon.

Mmm.

Oh.

Thank you.

Oh…

I'm supposed to tell you that your son
doesn't need to go to the institution.

He's fine. Bye.

Um…

I'm sorry. What are you…
What are you saying?

Your son.
He doesn't have to go.

He's not sick. Unless being
really annoying is a sickness.

Are you saying that
you misdiagnosed my son?

Oh, that doesn't sound good.

I'd be happy to offer a second opinion,
if you don't mind, Doctor.

No, I don't need
your second opinion.

You heard me wrong.
Your boy is very sick.

He needs to go
to the institute right away.

I'm a good doctor. I'm never wrong.
I'm older than you.

[laughs awkwardly]

[stammering]
Would you like a candle?

Look…

I know I come on strong, all right?
I radiate power. I can't help that.

But you're not the only one
who loved Sam, all right?

He took care of my dad
for the last five years.

Now, if there's anything else
that you've been keeping to yourself,

now is the time to share it.

We're on the same team here, Asta.

Okay, um…

Okay.

I didn't know that the pad
was stolen at first.

I thought maybe Sam took it.

Maybe he wrote up a script
for his insulin.

Sam was diabetic?

Yeah. But then I found this.

You should talk to the kid
that's passing this around.

He goes to the high school.

It was prescribed by Sam
days after he died.

Hmm. Thank you.

[Alien Harry] Finally.
No longer trapped in that place.

Freedom feels good.

Stupid thing keeps sliding to the right.
That's a bad design.

Hey. Are you leaving
without saying goodbye?

I would have said goodbye,
but I didn't want to…

I didn't want to.

[sighs]

It's good to see
you're still such a huge weirdo.

And your talent for unleashing chaos
in my life is strong as ever.

But I think I'm better
having known you.

You're weird too.

[scoffs]

[chuckles awkwardly]

Oh, God. Your wife is here.

If we run, she can't catch us both.

Um… Hello.

Before you start throwing shit,
I was just saying goodbye.

Permanent doctor has arrived,
so Harry is all yours.

What? You're free?
You don't have to work anymore?

I do have some stuff to do.

Well, thank God I'm here.
I can help you do all of it.

Have fun, you two lovebirds.

-[chuckles nervously]
-Thank you.

[Liv] Thanks so much
for letting us talk to him.

[Kate] Are you sure this is necessary?

We just need to ask him a few questions.

He may be a little bit of a stoner,

but do you really think he's running
some kind of drug ring?

Everybody's innocent until proven guilty.
Unless they're guilty.

Okay.

Well, your criminal mastermind
is failing my history class,

so you can have him
for about ten minutes.

-Then I need him back.
-Thank you.

All right, so check it. Here's the plan.
We're going old-school, all right?

-A little good cop, bad cop.
-I like that plan.

We're a team.
The dynamic duo.

Exactly. And I'll be
good cop and bad cop

while you wait out here
and guard the perimeter.

-I like your sweater. Is that merino?
-Yeah. Thanks.

And your brown shirt, it's nice.
Very normcore.

I didn't even know I wanted to hear that.
That's good, right?

-Judy, you're not psychic.
-No, I'm telling you…

Okay, so this one time,
I had a dream about a cat.

Right? That's normal,
regular, everyday.

I woke up, and the first thing
I saw is a cat. That's psychic.

-You sleep with your cat.
-Yeah, exactly.

Wait. So you're saying
I didn't dream about a cat?

[rock music playing]

Shit.

-Hi, D'Arcy.
-Hi.

-This is my husband, Harry.
-Oh, yeah. You know, we've met actually.

Mm-hmm. He checked
my tonsils once.

Oh.

I keep forgetting
this is a one-doctor town.

-You must know everyone here.
-Most everybody.

There's the man
who might have cancer.

Barren womb, heart disease guy,
pees himself.

One nut.

Well, I will bring you two
a couple of beers

when I'm done with
Mrs. Chlamydia over there.

[Judy] Hey, that's Miss Chlamydia.
I'm not my mother.

-[Judy laughs]
-Um…

Harry, I wanted to talk
to you about something,

and it's actually perfect timing,
with you getting replaced today.

Let's sell the cabin
and go back home to New York.

What?

[Alien Harry]
This is fork in the neck.

First of all, I wanna…

I really wanna thank you
for speaking with me, okay?

And I wanna remind you,
all right,

you're not under arrest
or anything like that.

You can walk out of that door
whenever you want, okay?

Just try to think of this like
we're just two friends talking, okay?

Yeah, I'd be smirking too.
Except there is one small problem.

I ain't your friend.
You understand me?

I'll come across this desk
and smack your ass back to birth,

you bitchass, shit-nugget junkie.

Here you go. You don't
get no damn libation.

Boys like you in prison,
they call you sweet meat.

What is the difference
between Tinder and Grindr?

You'd be like a big old ham
wrapped in pineapple

sitting smack dab in the middle of
a ham and pineapple lovers' convention.

I mean, they're pretty much
the same thing, right?

I really don't know.
Do you swipe left on this thing?

Is this how this works?

You know if I beat you with a phone book,
it don't leave no bruises?

I don't even know if it's true,
and I don't have a phone book.

I see that they are very different.
Very different.

Couldn't break him.

Damn kid could work for the CIA.
I ain't never seen nothing like it.

They call the dealer "The Pharmacist."

-What? Who told you that?
-A couple of kids.

Nobody knows the dealer's name
because distribution is so complex.

You leave money behind the third tile
in the handicap bathroom,

and then you find a locker combo

taped underneath
the student-of-the-month board,

and, finally, there it is.

It's a prescription written by a dead man.

Okay. Now you see why I left you
outside of the door, right?

Thinking, like, six steps ahead.

It's like you're playing chess
and the rest of us are playing checkers.

So this Pharmacist,
this dealer person, right,

they gotta be an insider to
have access like that, right?

Huh.

Hey, wait a minute. Wait.
Don't that girl right there…

Don't she work at the clinic?
Surly looking one right there?

-Yeah, that's Jay.
-Jay.

Why would Asta leave her
off the list of suspects?

Maybe because Jay is our insider.

-Hmm. Checker mate.
-Or check.

I think going back to New York would be
the best thing for you.

-I don't like it there.
-What?

Name one thing
you didn't love about New York.

9/11.

That.

No matter how many shots you've had,
you're not psychic.

Welcome to our little
local watering hole, the 59. Okay.

This is actually
the oldest building in Patience.

There's a plaque on the wall.

Yeah, if you don't count
indigenous history

since before recorded time.

And we will be taking
that plaque down.

I actually got to know a lot of
the indigenous people of Australia

when I rowed crew in Sydney 2000.

Mm. You were in Sydney?

-I skied Torino in '06.
-Really? That's incredible.

This is Ethan, the new doctor.

-Ethan is replacing Harry.
-Well, welcome to Patience.

Wow. Check out
all the old mining equipment.

Oh. Yeah, you're new here,
I guess, so…

-To the 59.
-[all] The 59.

Trust me,
I've done my research.

Fifty-nine died to save one.
Such an amazing story.

-Sixty died.
-What?

Fifty-nine died to save one,
but that one died too,

so 60 died, obviously.
Right, Asta?

You got him there.

I think Dr. Ethan was just using the motto
to put a positive spin on the tragedy,

focusing on the human element.

Human element is that everybody died.
They were crushed to death.

Right, which was actually
the town motto before,

but we realized it was
a very bad motto.

-[laughs]
-[laughs awkwardly]

D'Arcy is funny.

She was my friend,
before you met her, so…

Well, I'm hoping D'Arcy and I
can become good friends too.

Well, maybe you can
both be friends with her.

-Shut up. Let them fight.
-I'll take whichever one you don't want.

Sorry. Have to steal my husband.
Let's go home.

-Hi. I'm Ethan, the new doctor.
-Ah.

Harry, you didn't tell me
your wife was so charmante.

Oh, merci.

-Vous parlez français?
-Un peu, oui.

Je suis Isabelle.

[Alien Harry] Everyone loves him.
How is he doing this?

Is it his smile? His eyes?
I can almost see his humanity in them.

Oh, no. He is more beautiful than me.

[both laughing]

-Time to go. Bye.
-Oh. So soon?

You don't want to get on a horse
and joust or arm wrestle or something?

Shirts off, shirts off/on.
Off maybe 'cause it's hot in here, so…

Okay.

I think Dr. Vanderspeigle and I

are above chest-thumping displays
of male dominance.

[Asta chuckles] Okay.

-I beat my wife.
-What?

At arm wrestling. [laughs] Sorry.
He does have a way with words.

Are you sure you wanna do this, Harry?

[Alien Harry] His smile makes me
want to love him and strangle him.

I think he has
more teeth than me.

Okay, one foot on the ground at all times.
Back of the hand to the bar is a pin.

Three, two, one, go.

[screams]

My shoulder.
You dislocated my shoulder.

-The 59.
-[Isabelle] Harry.

Oh, my God.

Why isn't anyone cheering
for me? One nut?

Asta, will you help me
pop it back in?

-Uh, yes, okay.
-[D'Arcy] Shit.

-Can you help me?
-I'm gonna support these.

You ready?
One, two, three and…

-[bone cracks]
-[screams]

[Asta] Okay.

-Yeah, okay.
-I'm sorry.

-I'm good, I'm good.
-Ethan.

[laughs and whoops]

Harry. Wow.

♪ I just can't smile without you ♪

[music fades]

-Hello, my pretty wife.
-[chuckles]

I have coffee, just the way you like it
with oat milk and conflict-free sugar.

Thank you. And you made breakfast.
Lucky me.

Hmm.

-I realized you were right.
-Mmm?

That me leaving the clinic
was the best thing for us.

Good morning, my nice,
romantic husband. You're back.

Mmm.

What romantic things will we do
with all our spare time?

We can build a fire inside.

Mm.

And then you could remove
all of your clothing,

including your brassiere,
which mocks me.

-[chuckles]
-It so complicates everything.

-[laughs]
-Once your teats swing free,

I will focus on the for arousal,
especially the left one.

I will become engorged
and stiff.

I will remove my clothing,
and then I will mount you,

not giving you all my weight,
which would tax your haunches.

Huh.

I will caress your flanks.
I'll thrust.

And then faster.

And then I'll slow down.

Hmm.

That sounds quite…

[thuds]

Good night,
my sweet hairless monkey.

I'm going to the mountain.

Do not wake up
until I get back. Or ever.

[birds chirping]

Ugh. Shut up.
We get it. You're birds.

[muttering]

What?

Oh, no.

Good morning, D'Arce.

Morning, Ethe.

This… Whoa. This is great.
It's all great.

I had a really good time last night.

I know I should probably play it cool,
but I think you're kind of awesome.

That is sincere, so sincere.
You made breakfast.

Yeah, just blueberry pancakes,
quiche Florentine, fresh OJ,

and I was gonna bake bread,
but there wasn't enough time.

Well, thanks. Bye.

Where are all the damn pushpins?

Every time I need some damn pushpins,
there ain't no damn pushpins.

What is wrong around here?

[pop music playing over headphones]

♪ Lock me up throw away the key ♪

♪ Ain't nobody else bigger than me ♪

♪ I'm a criminal ♪

♪ I'm a criminal ♪

What are you doing?

Nothing. I was just
hanging out in the closet.

Is this…

-Did you make your own murder board?
-No. I wouldn't do that.

This has nothing to do
with Sam's murder.

Well, it says "Sam's Murder"
right there on the wall.

Oh, that… Yeah.

That's a murder board.

"Delivery method, insulin"?

Well, Asta said Sam was diabetic,
so I just thought that… I don't know.

-It's stupid.
-No. Go on and tell me.

Well, botulinum is injectable,

and our current timeline puts the killer
at Sam's office on the night of his death.

But maybe, with insulin
as the method of delivery,

all he or she would need to do is inject
the toxin into a single insulin vial

and wait for Sam to use it,
like a ticking bomb.

See, no, that's stupid.

No, that's not stupid.
It ain't stupid at all.

-Good job, Deputy.
-Of course, sir.

[pop music playing]

Good job. Yeah, good job.

Good job.

[D'Arcy] Yeah, I'm stuck
at the 59 tomorrow,

but you're gonna need to release that
cornice buildup before the weather turns.

-Oh, what the hell?
-What have you got?

[D'Arcy] It's Harry.
What the hell is he doing?

-He's your boyfriend.
-What?

I… I know you told me
not to date him.

[device beeping]

[Alien Harry] The signature is off.
It's not my device.

But it may be…

The final piece to my ship.
Finally, I can complete…

[helicopter hovering]

Hey, you're not allowed on the glacier.
What are you doing?

Hello, D'Arcy. I'm just
on a completely normal hike.

You can't be up here.
There's crevasses all over the place.

Didn't you see the signs,
with the little guy falling to his death?

That's you. You're the guy.
All right?

What are you doing
with your mouth?

-Do you think I have a good smile?
-What?

Look, your smile's gonna look
pretty weird bashed up on the rocks.

I got to fly you out of here.
Let's go.

I mapped the trajectory
of the ship's descent. It has to be here.

It doesn't have to be anything.

It's a goddamn spaceship,
and it's not here.

Either the thing moved it,
or it was never here to begin with.

Pick up your balls,
and let's retrace our steps.

First we found the black disk
with the dead hiker here.

Then the bar with the dead cowboy here.
Screw it. This thing is useless.

-Hey.
-[thuds]

Holy shit.

What the hell are you doing?

[laughs]

General, I found it.

[kisses]

[country music playing]

[whoops]

Yes.

-Yeah.
-Yeah.

I'm sorry I'm late. Hi.

Okay, so don't look now,
but Jimmy is over there

with some kind of, like,
Russian mail-order bride.

We think it is a human trafficking,
Stockholm syndrome situation,

so obviously I'm emailing
photos to the FBI.

Well, so what? So Jimmy
has a girlfriend. I am over it.

All right, yeah. Just like
Vanessa Heidecker, sophomore year.

Okay, yeah. Don't give him
the satisfaction.

-Yeah.
-Not on league night.

Unless you want me to throw down,
because Liv can hold my earrings.

-Then it would be like sophomore year.
-Yeah.

I can't assist you
in assault anymore.

She has the look of, like, a mole woman,
somebody who's been living in a hole.

Plus her name is Becky.
[muttering]

I'm over it, but thank you.
Let's just bowl.

Good, 'cause I have
mommy and me in the morning.

All right.

[all] Three, two, one, destroy.

-Yes.
-Great.

Bring it, bring it.

Thank you.

I have to ask you something,
and I need you to be honest with me.

Okay.

Why did you leave Jay's name
off the list you gave us?

[sighs] Yeah. Shit.

Um… I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

She wasn't on there because--
Look, I swear to you,

I know Jay,
and she's not that kind of kid.

I hear you, but it doesn't look good.
You know, you protecting her, okay?

So we're gonna have to
bring her in for questioning.

No, no, no. You don't have to do anything.

She's a 17-year-old girl.
She's been through enough.

I'm not saying she did it,
but it's just there weren't

that many people who had
access to Sam's office,

and I hate to tell you this,

but whoever stole those pads
is someone you know,

maybe someone you care about.

-[bowling ball strikes pins]
-[Jimmy] Yes.

[laughing and whooping]

-What's he doing?
-He's dancing with her.

Oh, gross.

[rock music playing]

Well, if it isn't mother of the year.

-New lady settling the tab?
-You noticed that?

Yeah, I did.

You remember when you used
to pick me up after work?

Sometimes I was finishing paperwork,
and you'd hang out with Sam.

You guys would play gin in his office.
He always used to say you cheated.

[chuckles] Yeah.
He could never prove it, though.

Yeah. [chuckling]
Sam trusted you.

Maybe he left a drawer unlocked
when he was going to the bathroom.

Just a prescription pad
out on the top of the desk?

All you had to do
was reach out and take it.

-I don't know what you're talking about.
-Yes, you do.

I can see it all over your face,
and I'm not blind anymore.

[Becky] Jimmy.

-Baby, let's get out of here.
-Hi. I'm Becky.

Hey. Asta.

Hey, Becky. You're gonna tell your friends
that he's different when we're alone,

and you're gonna tell yourself
that it's your fault, that it's okay,

because he's just drunk, and deep down
he really loves you, but it's not okay.

-It's not okay.
-[Jimmy] Let's go.

Human trafficking is a crime.
You run, Becky.

Or you call professionals
at a helpline that can help you.

-Oh, man, it wasn't recording. Ugh.
-What?

Come back. Can we do that again?

[Alien Harry] I am so close.
Tonight, I will attach this to my ship.

Then I just need to find my device,
and after all these months,

I can finally complete my mission.

Then everyone will know
I'm better than Ethan.

But everyone will be dead.
How will they know?

I have to work on that one.

[Isabelle] Harry?

What are you doing out here?

Coffee?

I don't remember the last time
I slept a day away like that.

-What's wrong with me?
-Yeah, you look bad.

You must have…

Colorado Fever.

Yes, yes, you have
all of the symptoms.

-Never heard of Colorado Fever.
-That's one of the symptoms.

-You just need a little bit of caffeine.
-Maybe.

You know, I didn't know
what to expect when I came here.

But I never could have guessed
you'd be as changed as you are.

You're, like, a different person now.
Only I don't know who.

Drink it up while it's hot.
Big gulps.

Oh, Harry, it's piping hot.

It's better that way.
You should have some.

I will, thank you.
I do really appreciate this.

Sorry. I just…
I'm a bit groggy. I don't…

I'm gonna go have a lie down,
sip on this.

That is a good idea.
You sip on that.

Thank you.

[thuds]

Where is it?

It's right here.

I have not spent decades searching
for life on another planet

to have you play games with me.

I-I'm sorry.

[lights power down]

Yeah, it took a bit of tinkering,

but we finally figured out
the ship's cloaking ability

is actually neutralized by--

Not now. Jesus.

Secure the crash site.

Whatever creature was piloting
the ship will be coming back,

and when it does, I want you
to bring it back to me.

No matter what it takes.

Zero, this is Alpha-1.
We've got a guest at the party.

[Alien Harry] Something's wrong.
My ship.

Alpha-1. This is Zero.
Who is this guy?

-Unidentified. Should we engage?
-Roger that. Move in.

And if he tries to run,
kill him.

[dramatic music playing]

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