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Mabelline Rogers: The successful urban housewife

has rules which she must abide by.

Why can't you just fall in line?

Fall in line!

♪ Baby, don't you wanna go ♪

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Mabelline: But of course, there were some women out there

who chose not to conform to the perfect housewife.

Glennie Sutton, for example.

She was a Nazi codebreaker who, like so many of us,

lost her identity once the war ended.

She met a kind man named Gilberto, a craftsman of sorts.

Gilberto Sutton: Forgive me, but these papers,

these look like local papers.

This land's preserved for the Mohegan Reservation

by the federal government.

Mabelline: Gilberto is level-headed and pragmatic.

Gibby, are we gonna do this again?

And again and again?

We need to grant permission to the feds.

They grant permission to you.

And I happen to know that just won't ever happen.

Mabelline: Glennie, on the other hand, was far more fiery.

Gilberto: I do apologize for your troubles.

Mabelline: Now, that's not to say

that these instances didn't grate on him.

All clear.

Mabelline: There was word from the tribe

that there were snatchers loose in Indian country.

And he wasn't going to take any chances.

He would do whatever it took to keep his family safe.

As time passed, they became comfortable, as people do,

and Glennie became ambitious.

Think I got a letter that'll interest one of ya.

Mabelline: Simply put, she was bored after the war,

like most of us women who were legitimized

and had careers for a minute before--

Oh, it's the letter!

Mabelline:--before our husbands came home

and took their rightful place as masters of the house.

But as I had stated prior, this was an example

of a family that did not practice

the rules of domestication.

Well, somebody's gotta open it.

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Mabelline: They were different.

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Gilberto was desperate to see his wife succeed

in ways he simply could not--

"We are pleased to accept you into the Yale University--"

Mabelline:--in ways that would finally

bring his family respect.

"And on behalf of Yale University, we thank you

for your meaningful and valiant service to this country."

- No way! - [laughing]

Gilberto: Congratulations!

Glennie: Your momma is going to Yale!

Mabelline: Imagine a marriage with no rules, only love.

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Mabelline: The Sutton family would never find

the respect they were searching for.

[car approaching]

You see, it didn't matter that Glennie was a war hero

or that Gilberto made the best whiskey this side of the Hudson.

[crow cawing]

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Mabelline: They were still just--savages

who needed to be dealt with.

[Isabelle shrieking]

Isabelle: No, no, no!

Glennie: Isabelle!

Stop, stop!

Glennie: Gibby, the snatchers got her!

Mommy!

[Isabelle screams]

Mom!

Dad!

[Isabelle screams]

There, there, no need to cry.

We're with the government, we're here to help.

[shrieking]

Let's pray together, let's pray together.

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Gordon: Thank you, Father,for protecting us today.

We remain your humble servants

as you lead the Native down the path of assimilation,

for he who serves the Lord will receive peace and prosperity.

And in your name, we pray.

Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be Thy name.

Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done on earth--

[mumbling prayer quickly]

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[birds squawk]

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[birds chirp and squawk]

- [door chime rattles]- [door closes]

[birds chirp]

You chilly?

I am not.

There was a time...

when that road didn't exist.

And those telephone wires didn't exist.

But we were aplenty...

back then.

We could have stopped all this.

They wear you down, Gibby.

It's the one thing they're good at.

- I spoke to the lawyer again. - The lawyer we don't pay.

Gilberto: Right, yeah.

He said he's put word out for the judges in the district

to halt any adoption placement proceedings.

Thinks we have a good shot at a--an appeal.

Glennie: An appeal?

Do not dignify this, dammit!

Glennie, we need to keep faith in the system.

We knew the risk in staying here.

Don't put that on me.

I'm not placing it on you, I'm just saying

that we were aware of the risk.

Glennie: No!

They took our daughter off my land!

I shouldn't have to explain that to anyone

about why that's wrong!

Especially not to you!

We're talk--where are you going?

I am not going to just sit herewaiting for the phone to ring.

I'm gonna go sweat!

[door chime rattles]

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Mabelline: The Natives believed that a reckoning would come

for the white man.

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Mabelline: However, Gilberto was not so certain.

He would watch Glennie pray with such hope.

But in his heart,

he knew that he was just a man powerless--

Our daughter has been taken.

Mabelline:--powerless to protect his own family.

Gilberto, you filthy Mexican, get your ass out here!

Mabelline: Gilberto and Glennie Sutton

were officially disappeared on November 17th, 1956.

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- [distant explosion] - ♪ ♪

[distant explosion]

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Glennie: [gasps] They're back.

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[distant explosion]

[gasps]

Gibby.

Gibby, wake up.

- Wake up. - [Gilberto groans]

- Glennie: Isa. - Gilberto: Huh?

Isabelle, Isabelle.

[Gilberto groans]

Glennie: Isabelle, Isabelle.

Glennie, wait.

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Isabelle?

[dog barking]

Isabelle?

[insects chirping]

[door rattles and closes]

[insects chirping]

I just thought maybe she'll--

I know.

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Mabelline: Now, I couldn't tell you for certain

what type of nefarious evil

sucked them up into the sky that night.

[rumbling and boom]

Mabelline: But I knew one thing for certain.

[crickets chirping]

I would be the one who finds out.

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♪ "High Ball Stepper" by Jack White ♪

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- ♪ ♪ - [birds chirping]

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Okay, so these little green men, right?

They chose Earth why?

Do you guys ever wonder?

Because we're smarter or because we're dumber?

Don't say "dumber,"

say "less smart."

I mean, I suppose it would be swell to think

that we're the smarter race, but who knows, right?

What's your job in all this?

Gordon: My work is top secret.

Come on, elbows off the table.

Abbie: Of course, of course.

I mean, come to think of it, we couldn't be that smart

if they found us first, right?

Well, Abbie, some of us are smarter than others.

- Mabelline, what do you think? - What?

What do you think about some of us being smarter than others?

Yes, of course.

Aliens touching down in Indian country.

Gordon: No, no, no, we don't say--

we don't call it that.

It's very un-American.

Just like we don't call, um--

--what, Texas "Mexicanland," do we?

[Gordon and Mabelline chuckle]

Gordon: Have you, have you ever?

[Mabelline chuckles]

I mean, it's actually more American than you might imagine.

How is that more American?

How does that even make sense?

Abbie: I mean, we learned in school last year

that the Natives settled in these parts

before the whites did.

And come to think of it, there were a lot of tribal girls

in the orphanage too.

Well, it's a good thing you're not back there anymore,

isn't it?

Yes, thank you.

Abigail, elbows off the table.

I'm sorry, I forgot.

Gordon: I don't want to have to repeat it one more time.

Abbie: I understand.

Gordon: Hey, Mabelline, did you enjoy your visit

to Sutton Farm today?

Oh, it was marvelous.

What a sight.

Yeah, but didn't you feel like

the boy, the tour boy was looking at you kinda funny?

Tour boy?

Gordon: Oh, come on, you couldn't have forgotten already.

The kid that ran the alien tours at the farm?

You know, I just felt like--I just felt like

he was looking at you funny.

Like he was trying to say something,

but he just couldn't muster up the courage.

- [Mabelline scoffs] - It's a funny thing to recall.

You know, I'm very proud of you.

Today was spectacular.

Never seen anything like that before in my life.

- Never? - Mabelline: Hmm.

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Mabelline: After we were married,

my husband became suspicious of everything.

I didn't think he actually knew much though,

certainly not that I was bored.

Hiya Bob.

Craving something, anything, to feel like a woman again.

And I don't mean his definition.

I'm fucking talking about ours.

Apologies for the language.

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And who is Edward Boon?

Boon?

What type of name is Boon?

Joe: I don't recall ever crossing paths with a--

with a Boon.

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Gordo?

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- Gordo? - [Gordon snores]

Mabelline: Good evening, I'd like Southbury information,

please.

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Yes, I'd like the address of a Mr. Edward Boon, please.

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It's spelled just like it sounds.

Wonderful, one moment.

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Thank you.

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[breathing heavily]

[food sizzling]

Abigail, you awake?

- "Abbie" is fine. - Abbie, of course.

- Sorry, I forgot. - It's all right.

I'm making eggs...

- What? - Nothing.

What's wrong with eggs?

Abbie, you can speak your mind.

[food sizzling]

It's just usually your eggs are a bit dry.

Mabelline: I didn't give a shit what she thought about my eggs.

I wasn't her housewife.

[camera shutters click]

Have a good day, dear.

[birds chirping]

Gordon: Oh, dagnabbit.

Mabelline: It's nothing, you look swell.

It didn't get on you.

- Where's-- - Right here.

- Let me get it for you. - Mabelline: I got it.

I'll just freshen this up for you,

and you can be on your way.

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Abbie, I trust you'll help your mom stay out of trouble today?

She's an adult.

Gordon: Huh?

Mabelline: There you go, all better.

What would I do without you?

- Abbie: Bye-bye now. - Bye-bye, ladies.

Let's see where this wonderful day leads.

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I'll be out until about 4:15, maybe 4:30.

No, 4:15 the latest--

What am I supposed to do?

I'm sure you'll find something.

If you go outside, just put something on.

- We have neighbours. - Obviously.

Why is it your appointments

always seem to get me into trouble?

He has every right to manage his home appropriately.

I was protecting you.

I'm sure that's what you thought, but--well,

maybe one day, when you have children--

Maybe I'll let my husband abuse them?

- You can't honestly tell me-- - I'm very late, Abbie.

I don't have time for this, I'm late.

Abbie: I ought to report him today--

Mabelline: Abbie, I don't have time for it.

Why don't you go out for a walk?

Put on an album.

Be a good girl and go study.

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[radio playing]

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Man on radio:--still no sign of the victims.

This reporter begins to wonder if this abduction

may involve extraterrestrials.

[radio playing]

[crow cawing]

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Man on radio:--headmaster of [inaudible]

on why he believed

Native witchcraft might be to blame

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[crow cawing]

[birds squawking]

[crows cawing]

[birds squawk]

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[crow cawing]

[radio interference]

Mabel [on radio]: Hello, Mr. Boon?

[birds squawking]

Mr. Boon?

- Mr. Boon? - Edward Boon: Shh!

Shut up.

It was Schneckle brothers sent you, weren't it?

Goddamn bastards, dangling a beautiful whore

in front of my face like this.

My wife sees you out here, she's gonna kill us both.

Mabel: Excuse me!

Get your hands off me, I'm not a whore.

What the hell are you, then?

I'm with the FBI.

Mabelline: A little white lie

that just slipped out by accident.

Uh--why didn't you say so?

Mabelline: But when I saw the way he looked at me

with such respect, such fear,

I felt seen again for the first time in a long time.

♪ "Angel Lover" by Dave Antrell ♪

♪ My angel lover

♪ I swear by all the stars

♪ That there could be no other

♪ I hold you in my arms

♪ And dreams come true today

♪ You make me feel that way

♪ My love

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♪ My angel baby

♪ I'll do 'most anything to

♪ Keep you for my lady

♪ I hold you in my arms

♪ And troubles melt away

♪ Say that you will stay

♪ My love ♪

Mabel, you sure do have a lot of hair appointments.

♪Can't imagine loving any

♪ One but you

♪I can't believe that I could ever

♪ Be untrue

♪I'm starting to find out that you're my

♪Destiny

♪ I need you, can't you see? ♪

[phone ringing]

Woman: Adoption Services, this is Andrea speaking.

Um, hi, good morning, um.

I'm just--I'm wondering if I could speak to someone

regarding my placement.

Woman: You'd like to speak to someone

regarding your child's placement?

No, um, it's me, I'm the child.

Well, you see, I'm not actually a child.

That's part of the issue.

I'm practically an adult.

Woman: Do your parents know you're calling?

I haven't seen my parents since I was seven.

Woman: Missy, you need to hang up this phone right now

and call your parents.

No, don't, can you just listen for a second?

Just listen, okay, um--

This house is rotten, and he's abusive and angry.

And--and he made me kneel on rice.

Woman: Talking in circles like this, it's called libel.

A girl shouldn't speak of her daddy like this

to a stranger.

I can see why a man like him

might take issue with a girl like you.

A girl like me?

[dial tone]

♪ My angel lover ♪

[birds squawking]

Edward: Do you enjoy whiskey?

Mabelline: I do, very much, sir, thank you.

But you're a woman.

Anyhow, that's the finest you'll ever taste.

- I've been sipping slow though. - Mabel: Mm.

Edward: It's my last bottle.

[birds squawk]

Say, I've been meaning to ask you.

Look, it's a fine settlement and all

that you folks have graciously offered.

It's just I was wondering if there might be a slight chance

that I might be able to procure some--

additional beverage.

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How--how might we do that?

You know, I've been very good to you people.

I haven't said a word to no one.

Hell, even my wife thinks they're gone forever.

[birds squawk]

Edward [on radio]: She ain't second-guessing it either.

I don't know what she hates more,

the beaners and the redskins or...

my drinking habit,

but with this, she kills two birds with one stone.

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Ma'am, I have done absolutely everything

that you have asked of me.

Ma'am, I swear to Christ I am acommitted member of this team.

Ask anybody.

Ask Officer Kensey, he's known me for years.

We--we went to--to grade school together.

Or ask--ask--that what's his name?

Uh, Agent Rogers.

Call him.

You can borrow my phone, call him right now!

When they asked me to do that plane stunt,

I didn't ask questions.

I just said, "My--my government's a-calling,

I'm in, I am in."

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[birds squawk]

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Edward: Can't you just tell me

where you got the Suttons hiding?

I won't say nothing to nobody, I swear it.

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Thank you so much for your time, Mr. Boon.

Well--where's the other half of my money?

They don't let me handle the money.

- I'm a female officer. - Edward: Oh, of course.

Well, where is my money?

Someone will be by with it soon enough, I'm sure.

And you're gonna check?

About the whiskey?

Bye-bye now.

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You know, I could blow the lid off this whole goddamn thing!

You hear me, woman?

I'm gonna tell the world!

I knows everything!

You'll tell the world what exactly?

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I'll tell 'em who the real aliens is.

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[telephone rings]

GTT Incorporated, here to findthe aliens before they find you.

- How may I help you? - Gordon: Drop it Joe, it's me.

Look, I--I need this to be off the record.

- Are we alone? - Joe: Yeah.

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My wife went to Boon's farm today, Joe.

Are you sure this guy's the guy?

He's all we got on short notice.

- Your missus? - Gordon: Yeah.

Well, shit.

Joe: Maybe you should place a transmitter

and find out what she's been up to?

I did that, I did that.

[bird squawks]

Shit.

Joe, I--I love my wife.

I really do, I love my wife.

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Gordon: And tell--what am I gonna tell Larry?

She's always--she's always snooping around.

- You think she's a Russian? - She's a housewife.

It's what they do, they snoop.

- They fuckin' snoop. - Gordon: Yeah, they do.

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They do.

Joe: Maybe you don't need to tell Larry anything.

Listen, when she comes home,

you just need to really level with her, you know?

Breach of a classified case--

she could go to prison for life, Gordo.

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Joe: You have a fine family.

I can tell you that from first-hand knowledge.

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You just need to dispel thosestories Boon's been telling her.

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Joe: Come down on her hard.

So she never does it again.

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I'm gonna handle it.

You know, whenever I needed a good cry as a boy,

my mother, she'd say,

Joseph Crosby, just take four deep--

I said I'd handle it.

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[door creaks]

Woman: Good afternoon, miss.

How may I be of assistance to you

on this fine Southbury Tuesday?

Good afternoon.

I'm looking for an Officer Kensey.

- An Officer Kensey? - Mabel: That's right.

Did the Schneckle brothers send you?

Because Officer Kensey's wife is due any minute now

with his early supper.

I don't think now is a good time.

Ma'am, ma'am...

I'm with the FBI.

- Mabel: As I said before-- - The FBI?

--there were those who conformed

to the modern housewife,

and there were those who did not.

[telephone rings]

Yello.

Woman: I have someone here with the Bureau.

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