(DRUMROLL)
(FANFARE PLAYING)
(MUSIC ENDS)
(INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING)
GILES: If I spoke about it,
if I did,
what would I tell you?
I wonder.
Would I tell you about the time?
It happened a long time ago, it seems,
in the last days of a fair prince's reign.
Or would I tell you about the place?
A small city near the coast,
but far from everything else.
Or, I don't know...
Would I tell you about her?
The princess without voice.
Or perhaps I would just warn you about the truth of these facts...
and the tale of love and loss...
and the monster who tried to destroy it all.
(ALARM RINGING)
(MUFFLED CONVERSATION)
(CLOCK TICKING)
- (RINGING CONTINUES) - (GASPS)
(MUFFLED CONVERSATION CONTINUING)
(RINGING STOPS)
(SIRENS WAILING IN DISTANCE)
(MUFFLED MUSIC PLAYING)
RUTH: (ON FILM) My Lord Hedak.
HEDAK: So, you are troubled. Tell me.
(DIRT CLATTERING)
RUTH (ON FILM): I've...
I have sinned. I've offended the god.
I am deep in sin, my Lord Hedak.
Let me judge of that.
(FILM PROJECTOR WHIRRING)
I've doubted the ceremony of the sacrifice.
♪♪
(TICKING)
(WATER SLOSHING RHYTHMICALLY)
(GASPING SOFTLY)
(TICKING)
(TIMER DINGS)
(SIRENS WAILING IN DISTANCE)
(KEYS JINGLE)
(DOOR UNLOCKING)
(CATS MEOWING)
LLOYD: (ON TV) I don't want to go up there.
WALKER: Why, everybody's got to go upstairs, Miss Lloyd,
if they wants to go to bed.
The sirens wake you up? There was a fire.
The chocolate factory.
Do you smell that?
(SNIFFS) Oh, my!
Toasted cocoa.
Tragedy and delight, hand in hand.
Something to eat?
Oh, my dear child.
I would waste away if you weren't here looking after me.
I am the proverbial starving...
- Watch this. - (UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING ON TV)
It's Bojangles, the stair dance.
Oh, that's so hard. Cagney did it.
Different, but beautiful.
It's beautiful.
- I wanna do that, too. - All right!
- Are you ready? - Yup.
Come on.
- (RHYTHMIC TAPPING) - WALKER: Ah!
Say, you catch on quick.
Look out now. Here's your last one!
(TAPPING, CLICKING)
♪♪
(HORNS HONKING)
(SIRENS WAILING IN DISTANCE)
Elisa!
Next time you come to bring the rent,
I want you to stay and see the Bible movie, huh?
I have-- I have two free tickets here.
You bring your neighbor Giles. He's a good boy.
Bible movie and comedy!
- Thanks. - Nobody's coming to the theater, huh?
I'll throw in a free popcorn and soda! Hmm?
Oh, no!
For God's sake, there are two "S's" there!
Come on! Two "S." "Mardi Grass!" "Mardi Grass!"
Two "S."
(SIREN WAILING)
(DOOR BELLS JINGLING)
(WHISTLING)
(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)
(TICKING)
(ELEVATOR BELL DINGS)
MAN: (ON PA) All personnel, be advised that Sector 12
has now been cleared to Level A safety.
Elisa! Come on. I'm here already.
You got to learn to be on time.
Hey! What are you doing? Don't cut in, dummy!
Leave her alone, woman. I was keeping her place.
I get reported, I come after you and the mute.
You do that, Yolanda. You do that.
(TICKING)
♪♪
(ZELDA GROANS)
My feet are already killing me.
I made Brewster pigs in a blanket tonight before leaving,
and, boy, he just ate 'em up.
No "thank-yous," no "yum-yums."
Not a peep.
Man is as silent as a grave.
But if farts were flattery...
honey, he'd be Shakespeare.
And then I get home and I make him breakfast.
Eggs, bacon, and buttered toast.
I butter the man's toast, Elisa.
Mmm-hmm, both sides,
as if he was a child.
And I don't even get a thank-you.
(BEEPS)
You'd be grateful because you're an educated woman.
But my Brewster, all he had going for him
was animal magnetism back in the day. (CHUCKLES)
Hasn't worked in a while.
What in the Sam Hill? Lou!
You boys mind putting the trash in the cans?
That's what it's there for.
Hard to believe, huh? That's what it's there for.
All right, all right. Sorry, Zelda! Sorry!
ZELDA: I don't know what they're doing.
Making a goddamn mess is what I think.
Zelda! Stop that chatter, please.
Yes, sir.
And there's no call for the blasphemy.
Sorry, Mr. Fleming, sir.
(CLEARS THROAT)
A moment of your time!
Today, we are receiving a new team and asset here in T-4.
This is Dr. Robert Hoffstetler from our sister facility in Galveston.
Now, I don't wanna bolster or overstate the matter,
but this may very well be the most sensitive asset
ever to be housed in this facility.
(DOOR BUZZES)
(WHEELS RUMBLING)
(OXYGEN HISSES)
♪♪
- How was your trip? - Fine. Who's security here?
Just one moment, please.
STRICKLAND: Security! Who's security?
Welcome to T-4, sir.
Yes, sir, I am Fleming, head of security.
And if there are questions you have or concerns, you just talk to me.
(CONVERSATION CONTINUES INDISTINCTLY)
(HOWLING IN TANK)
STRICKLAND: Do you understand? I'll be in charge from now on.
(OXYGEN HISSES)
(HOWLING)
(TAPS SOFTLY)
- (BANGING) - (ELISA GASPS)
- Get them out. - (CREATURE BELLOWING)
HOFFSTETLER: Help me move the cylinder into the compressor.
(BELLOWING CONTINUES)
HOFFSTETLER: Bring it here. Bring it here.
Bring it over here. There. Mount the cylinder.
We need to pressurize it immediately.
- From there to there. - ZELDA: Elisa! Elisa!
Come on!
Lord, what goes on in this place?
Did you see that?
(AFRO-CUBAN JAZZ SONG PLAYING)
♪♪
Yes, I'm wearing the hairpiece.
How does it look?
- (HORN HONKS) - Oh! Careful of the car.
And it's not a hairpiece.
It's a toupee. It's French.
GILES: It's eternal, see?
Tantalus never achieved the escape of death,
because the fruit on the branches was just always out of his reach,
and the water in the stream receded every time he stooped down to drink.
And so that's why we say things today like...
(AFRO-CUBAN JAZZ SONG PLAYING OVER RADIO)
"Look at those tantalizing pies."
(IN SOUTHERN ACCENT) Thank you! Y'all come back now, you hear?
GILES: Yes, pies for breakfast.
Just trust me on this.
Hey, folks! Welcome to Dixie Doug's.
I've seen you in here before, right?
Yes. I've been here a couple of times, as a matter of fact.
Partial to key lime pie?
I am, I am. Two to go. (CHUCKLES)
(WHISPERS) Just go with it, please. Please.
Uh, I, uh, it's a craving that I indulge in.
Can't possibly be good for me, but nothing I like is.
No, no. It's a mighty fine pie, key lime.
GILES: You wouldn't happen to be
the famous "Dixie Doug" himself, would you?
WAITER: Oh, heck no.
The pies are trucked throughout the country.
- They call it "franchising," see? - Oh.
They give us the spinners, the signage.
That there's "Pie Boy," our mascot.
I don't talk like that.
(WHISPERS IN NORMAL ACCENT) I'm from Ottawa.
(WHISPERS) No.
I completely bought it.
"That's-a-great-a-pie."
The... The, uh...
The little-- little guy, is he supposed to be Italian?
I guess so.
Well, it's very clever.
(IN SOUTHERN ACCENT) Y'all come back now, you hear?
"Y'all come back now."
(SIGHS)
Do you think he meant it?
He had noticed me. I mean, you heard that.
- This pie is rather sordid. - (ELISA GAGS)
And don't spit it out.
Next time we go, we'll just try a different flavor. Hmm?
(TV PLAYING INDISTINCTLY)
Save it for later, put it away.
REPORTER 1: (ON TV) ...as the clocks point to 6:00 a.m.
Eastern Standard Time.
The skies are beginning to lighten
- and a cool north wind rustles across... - (REMOTE CLICKS)
REPORTER 2: ...groups of Negroes have been swarming
in front of and behind the advancing police.
GILES: Oh, dear God! Change that awfulness.
I do not want to see that.
- A curfew moves into effect... - I do not want to see it.
ALL: (SINGING) Pretty baby
Oh, that's better, that's better.
Oh, look at Betty.
Oh, God, to be young and beautiful.
If I could go back to when I was 18,
I didn't know anything about anything,
I'd give myself a bit of advice.
What would you say?
I would say, "Take better care of your teeth
and fuck a lot more."
- (LAUGHS) - Oh no, no, that's very good advice.
Pretty baby of mine
(TAPPING TO RHYTHM)
Pretty baby of mine
(CHUCKLES)
(WALTZ PLAYING)
(ALARM RINGING)
(WALTZ CONTINUING)
(RINGING STOPS)
- (WATER SLOSHING RHYTHMICALLY) - (GASPS SOFTLY)
(TICKS, TIMER DINGS)
(WALTZ CONTINUING)
♪♪
(MUSIC STOPS)
Will you look at this?
Look.
Some of the best minds in the country,
peeing all over the floor in this here facility.
Mmm, mmm, mmm.
There's pee freckles on the ceiling now.
How'd they get it up there?
Just how big a target do they need, you figure?
They get enough practice, that's for sure.
My Brewster...
no one's ever called him a great mind,
but even he manages to hit the can
70% of the time.
(ZELDA LAUGHING)
Excuse us, sir.
No, no, no, that's all right.
Go ahead.
You ladies seem to be chatting enjoyably.
Girl talk, no doubt.
Don't mind me.
(WHISTLING)
(UNZIPS PANTS)
(URINE SPLASHING)
(SOFTLY) Elisa.
STRICKLAND: Look, don't touch.
That lovely dingus, right there, is an Alabama howdy-do.
Molded grip handle, low-current, high-voltage electric shock cattle prod.
Name's Strickland, security.
Fleming's security.
(ZIPS PANTS)
(ZELDA SCOFFS)
(FLUSHING)
Oh, no. No, a man washes his hands
before or after tending to his needs.
It tells you a lot about a man.
He does it both times...
points to a weakness in character.
Ladies.
It was very pleasant chatting with you both.
(ELISA GASPS SOFTLY)
ZELDA: Short people are mean.
I never met a short man that stayed nice all the way through.
No, sir.
Mean little backstabbers, all of them.
Maybe it's the air down there,
not enough oxygen or something.
(STRICKLAND SCREAMS IN DISTANCE)
(GUNSHOT)
(CREATURE BELLOWING)
- (GUN FIRING) - (STRICKLAND SCREAMS)
(DOOR WHIRRING OPEN)
(CREATURE BELLOWS)
(STRICKLAND GROANS SOFTLY)
- (GRUNTS, GROANS) - (CREATURE BELLOWS)
Help! He's losing blood!
- (ALARM BLARING) - Help!
ZELDA: Come on, come on.
- (ALARM BLARING) - (GASPS)
(WHISTLES TRILLING)
You think the Russians broke in?
I don't think so.
And if they did,
Duane's meatloaf will kill them all, honey.
It was two shots. Did you hear them?
All right, three. And that scream.
Lord, what ever happens in this place?
You two, come with me.
Right now, Mr. Fleming, sir?
Any chance we get to conclude our dinner?
- Now! - (ZELDA SIGHS)
FLEMING: (PANTING) Oh, heavens to Betsy.
We are in a pickle.
We are in such a pickle.
(DOOR BUZZES, WHIRS)
You will have exactly 20 minutes
to render this-- this lab immaculate, and so on and so forth.
- 20 minutes. - (DOOR BUZZES)
It's a lot of blood. What went on in here?
I can handle pee.
I can handle poo.
But blood... Ugh.
Blood just does something to me.
Here, hon. Help me mop it up.
The sooner we get outta here, the better.
Is that a tater tot?
Oh!
It's a finger.
There's two fingers. Okay, okay, okay.
Put them away. And just wait here.
- I'm gonna go get Mr. Fleming. - (DOOR BUZZES)
(CREATURE SQUEAKS)
♪♪
(CREATURE COOS)
(DOOR WHIRRING)
Where are these body parts?
The body parts?
- (TV PLAYING INDISTINCTLY) - (CATS MEOW)
No, I believe you, honey.
But are you sure it was alive?
- I'm sure. - Because I saw a mermaid once in a carnival tent...
and it was a monkey sewn to the tail of a fish.
Looked real to me.
I'm sure.
All right, I apologize.
Oh! I have a deadline.
Do you know, uh,
corn flakes were invented to prevent masturbation.
Didn't work.
Oh, Alice Faye just started.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER ON TV)
She was a huge star, huge.
And one day, she couldn't take the bullshit and the backstabbing anymore.
She just walked away from it all.
Ta-da!
That's not bad, is it? (CHUCKLES) For being shit.
It's not shit.
Listen. You eat, you go to bed, you rest.
And when I get paid...
ALICE FAYE: (SINGING ON TV) I'm so blue without you
...we get pie.
- Nothing for me. - No, we don't get pie.
I get pie. You get whatever you want.
Wish me luck.
Good luck.
Then I have only this to say
You'll never know just how much
I miss you
You'll never know just how much
I care
Green. They want the gelatin to be green now.
- I was told red. - New concept.
That's the future now. Green.
Oh, and they want them happier, the family.
- Happier? Happier? - Mmm.
The father looks like he just discovered the missionary position.
Giles.
Well, what are they supposed to be happy about?
The client wanted photographs, I sold them on this.
It's too bad. This is nice work.
It is nice, isn't it? I think it's one of my best.
How are you holding up? You drinking?
No, not a drop. No.
Are you getting any work since you left Klein and Saunders?
You mean since I was asked to leave by you.
We are not getting into this now.
I wanna come back, Bernie.
(SIGHS) We'll see.
Now, do this.
I think we're making great progress.
Good work.
♪♪
(DOOR BUZZES, WHIRS)
(WOMEN CHATTING INDISTINCTLY)
(TAPS SOFTLY)
(CHAIN CLANKING)
(TAPS)
(WATER BUBBLING)
(TAPPING RAPIDLY)
(CHITTERS)
(CHITTERING)
(CHAIN CLANKING)
(GUTTURAL CLICKING)
(EXHALES)
(GRUNTS INQUISITIVELY)
(SCREECHING)
Egg.
(AMPHIBIAN MAN CHUFFS)
(DOOR WHIRS)
ZELDA: Elisa.
What are you doing in there?
Cleaning, huh?
Listen, honey.
Mr. I Pee with My Hands on My Hips wants to see us both.
STRICKLAND: "Zelda D. Fuller."
How long have you two known each other, Zelda?
About 10 years, sir.
No siblings, Zelda?
No, sir.
That's not common, is it? For your people?
My mama died after me.
After I was born.
What does that "D" stand for?
Delilah, sir.
On account of the Bible.
Delilah, she betrayed Samson.
Lulled him to sleep, cut his hair.
Philistines tortured him, humiliated him,
burned his eyes out.
Hmm.
Guess my mama didn't read the Good Book close enough.
STRICKLAND: And you...
"Elisa Esposito."
Doesn't "Esposito" mean orphan?
"Our Lady of Sorrows Orphanage in Putnam."
They found her by the river, in the water.
(CRUNCHES LOUDLY)
It was you that found my fingers.
Oh!
Thanks.
Three hours in surgery.
They rebuilt the first phalanx here,
sutured the tendons.
Don't know if it's gonna take or not.
There was mustard on them. A paper bag?
ZELDA: It was all we had, sir.
I answer mostly on account of she can't talk.
She can't? She deaf?
Mute, sir.
She said she can hear you.
All those scars on your neck.
That's what did it. Cut your voice box, right?
She said since she was a baby.
Who would do that to a baby?
The world is sinful.
Wouldn't you say so, Delilah?
Well, let me say this upfront.
You clean that lab, you get out.
The thing we keep in there is an affront.
Do you know what an affront is, Zelda?
Something offensive.
That's right, and I should know.
I dragged that filthy thing...
out of the river muck in South America all the way here.
And along the way, we didn't get to like each other much.
(CRUNCHING LOUDLY)
Now...
(SHUTS DRAWER)
...you may think that thing looks human.
Stands on two legs, right?
But we're created in the Lord's image.
You don't think that's what the Lord looks like, do you?
I wouldn't know, sir, what the Lord looks like.
Well, it's human, Zelda. He looks like a human, like me.
Or even you.
Maybe a little more like me, I guess.
(PHONE RINGING)
That's all.
General Hoyt, thank you for calling me back, sir.
- HOYT: Feeling better? - Oh, yes, sir, much better.
Pain pills is all.
- (MOUTHS) Close the door. - You lost two fingers, was it?
STRICKLAND: Two fingers, yeah. He got two fingers.
But I still got my thumb, my trigger, and my pussy finger.
Sounds to me like you'll do all right then.
(LAUGHS) Yes, sir, that's right.
Looking forward to your visit, sir.
Decisions need to be made about the asset.
♪♪
(CHITTERING)
Egg.
♪♪
MAN: (ON RADIO) Flavors of fruity pies await you.
Three new locations in downtown Baltimore.
The future is here.
Get some rest.
Pumpkin, banana...
Pick me up at 9:30.
2130 hours. Yes, sir.
Dixie Doug's. That's-a-great-a-pie.
- ...joyous day! - STRICKLAND: I'm home.
(DOOR CLOSES)
ELAINE: I made you an omelet.
- Hey, Dad. Guess what? - No pancakes?
I've been through half the boxes and I can't find the griddle.
Guess what?
I made you a cheese and broccoli omelet.
How are you feeling? Does it hurt?
- A little bit. Pills help. - Guess what?
What?
We're burying a time capsule at the new school.
I wanted to ask you,
do you think we'll all have jetpacks in the future?
- Believe it, son. - (HORN HONKS)
Oh! Bus is here.
This is America.
CHILDREN: Bye, Dad!
Finish your omelet,
then wash your hands real good and come upstairs, sweetie.
ELAINE: I kind of like it here. The kids like the lawn.
Plus, DC is just half an hour away, isn't it?
It's still Baltimore, Elaine. No one likes Baltimore.
You know what I'm thinking?
I'm thinking, I need a new car.
(SNIFFING)
You need a new car, do you?
How about a Cadillac, mister?
Richard.
(ELAINE MOANING)
Oh, Richard!
(GRUNTING)
Sweetie, sweetie?
Sweetie, your, um, your hand, it's bleeding.
- (WHISPERS) Silence. Don't talk. - (MUMBLES) Sweetie, um...
Don't talk. I want you in silence.
Silent, silent. Yes.
(PANTING) Yes.
Silence.
(DOOR BUZZES, WHIRS)
MAN: (ON PA) Dr. Levensen to Aeronautics.
(DOOR CLOSES)
(SLOW JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING)
(MUSIC STOPS)
(GRUNTS)
(MUSIC RESUMES)
(GRUNTING)
Music.
(GRUNTS)
(MUSIC STOPS)
(GRUNTS)
(GRUNTING)
Music.
(MUSIC RESUMES)
(CHITTERING)
(HUMS)
WOMAN: (SINGING) Why do robins sing in December?
Long before the springtime is due
And even though it's snowing, violets are growing
I know why, and so do you
When you smile at me
I hear gypsy violins
Music.
When you dance with me
I'm in heaven when the music begins
I can see the sun when it's raining
(AMPHIBIAN MAN COOS)
Hiding every cloud from my view
(COOS)
And why do I see rainbows when you're in my arms?
I know why and so do you
Are you okay?
I know why
And so
(COOS)
Do you
(MUSIC ENDS)
BOY: Hey!
(IMITATING GUNS FIRING)
- Gotcha. - No, you didn't.
♪♪
(WIND HOWLING)
"The sparrow nests on the window--"
- What? - "The sparrow...
nests on the windowsill!"
"And the eagle takes the prey."
- What? - (SPEAKING RUSSIAN)
That's the password...
"And the Eagle takes the Prey."
Let's go.
- (PLAYING RUSSIAN FOLK MUSIC) - (RHYTHMIC CLAPPING)
(CONVERSING IN RUSSIAN)
Bob!
How are you?
I was sitting like a moron on a concrete block
in the middle of nowhere for an hour.
We meet in this shitty restaurant every time!
I could change my mind.
But you don't.
Tell us,
"Bob."
Dimitri.
Comrade.
Not "Bob."
What is this?
Dimitri.
Anatomical notes...
and...
layout of the laboratory
where the asset is being studied.
Everything we need for
the extraction.
I will pass it on to the directorate.
We must do it as soon as possible.
Milhalkov...
This creature...
I think it may be able
to communicate.
Communicate?
Yes, communicate with us.
I have reason to believe
it is intelligent.
It responds,
It responds to...
language...
music...
Will you please
pass that up also?
I will.
Now...
eat, Dimitri.
They call this...
Surf...
...and Turf.
Surf and Turf.
The lobsters are boiled right here.
They squeak a little,
but they are...
so soft...
and sweet.
(ELEVATOR BELL DINGS)
Elisa! Hurry, hurry, come on.
I swear to God, girl.
You're doing it again, Zelda.
Oh, give it a rest, Yolanda.
(ZELDA AND YOLANDA ARGUING INDISTINCTLY)
♪♪
(ZELDA GROANS)
Whoo!
Hey, Zelda, want a smoke?
That shit ain't good for you, Duane.
Yeah, but it feel good.
It does, doesn't it?
Come on, Elisa. Just one.
- Come on, come on, come on. - Don't worry about that camera.
We push 'em up at break time.
- ZELDA: Mmm-hmm. - This here is a blind spot.
ZELDA: Man can't make meatloaf...
It adds a little spice.
(DOOR BUZZES)
MAN: (ON PA) Sector Five,
must ready energy test, starting in two hours.
(DOOR BUZZES)
- (AMPHIBIAN MAN GROANS) - (GASPS)
(AMPHIBIAN MAN GRUNTING SOFTLY)
STRICKLAND: Fleming, I have to finish some things in here.
Fetch the general, will you?
- (DEVICE BEEPING) - (GASPS)
(DOOR BUZZES)
- (DOOR WHIRRING) - (ELISA GASPS)
(AMPHIBIAN MAN SCREECHING)
- (SCREECHING) - Aw, you missed me, huh?
I took a candy break.
(GRUNTS)
(SCREECHES)
This is what scares you, huh?
Well, gee, you should be used to it by now.
- (ELECTRICITY CRACKLING) - (SCREECHING)
There you go again, making that god-awful sound.
Is that you crying, huh? Is that what it is?
Are you hurting?
Or maybe you're angry!
Maybe you'd like to get another bite of me. Huh?
Go ahead.
- (CRACKLING) - (SCREECHING)
I can't tell.
I mean, are you begging?
Because to me,
it's just the worst fucking noise I ever heard.
- (CRACKLING) - (GROANING)
MAN: (ON PA) Paging Captain Walters.
Captain Walters, please pick up the courtesy phone.
Elisa.
Elisa!
- (BEEPING) - (DOOR BUZZES)
General Hoyt! Welcome, sir!
Everything's ready. Glad to have you, sir.
- Good to see you, son. - Thank you.
Good God Almighty! Is that it?
Hell of a lot bigger than I thought.
STRICKLAND: Ugly as sin.
You know, the natives in the Amazon worshiped it like a god.
Doesn't look like much of a god now, does it?
Well, they're primitive, sir.
You know, they would toss offerings into the water.
Flowers, fruits, crap like that.
Then they tried to stop the oil drill with bows and arrows.
That didn't turn out too well.
- (CHUCKLES) - HOFFSTETLER: He's bleeding.
What happened?
It's an animal, Hoffstetler. Just keeping it tame.
HOYT: "Oxygen osmosis and dioxide exchange."
What the hell have we got here, son?
This creature, sir,
it can alternate between two entirely separate breathing mechanisms.
- A mudskipper can do that. - HOFFSTETLER: No.
- (HOYT CHUCKLES) - Look.
You want to put a man in space.
He's gonna have to endure conditions
the human body just wasn't made for.
This gives us an edge against the Soviets.
How long can it breathe outside the water?
STRICKLAND: The reality is, sir, we don't know jack shit about this thing.
(GASPING)
Well, the Soviets want it. We know that much.
Those cockeyed bastards.
You know, we let 'em send a dog up into space,
and we get a good laugh.
Then the next thing you know, they send a human up,
a Russki,
orbiting the planet, doing God knows what.
Who's laughing then? Khrushchev, that's who.
Let him send a dog up into space and he laughs.
Then he puts a commie up in space, and he laughs.
And then he puts missiles into Cuba.
Have we learned nothing?
Sir, we need to get him back in the water.
See, these scientists, they're like artists, sir.
They fall in love with their plaything.
Now, right here, see?
Along the middle.
This creature has a thick-jointed cartilage
that separates the primary and secondary lungs.
- Am I explaining this correctly, Bob? - Yes, but we have--
It makes the X-rays inconclusive.
In principle, sir, yes. But--
I believe if we want to get an edge on the Soviets,
we need to vivisect this thing.
- HOFFSTETLER: No, no. No. - Take it apart, learn how it works.
No! That would defeat the purpose!
Sir, he's passed out. Please.
Put him in the tank.
Let him pressurize.
General Hoyt, sir?
You cannot, under any circumstance, kill this creature.
Count these stars with me, son.
There are five of them.
Means I can do whatever the hell I want.
Now, you want to plead your case, I'll listen to it.
But at the end of the day, it is my damn decision.
(DOOR BUZZES, WHIRS)
♪♪
- (DOOR BUZZES) - (GASPS)
(WHIMPERS)
♪♪
(INDISTINCT CONVERSATION)
(DOOR OPENS)
So crack the damn thing open, learn what you can,
and close up shop here.
And give yourself a good pat on the back, Strickland.
You've done it.
Thank you, sir.
HOYT: Now, hurry up and finish the job, son.
STRICKLAND: Absolutely, sir.
GILES: Get him out?
What are you talking about?
No. Absolutely not.
Why not?
Because it's breaking the law, that's why.
We're probably breaking the law just talking about it.
He's alone.
All alone.
Oh, he's alone? Oh.
Does this mean that whenever we go to a Chinese restaurant,
you wanna save every fish in the tank?
(SIGHS) So what if he's alone? We're all alone.
The loneliest thing you've ever seen?
Well, you just said it, right there. You just said it.
You called it a thing. It's a thing. It's a freak.
Say what I sign.
- You're not hearing me. - I can understand you.
Repeat.
Calm down. God, calm down.
- Say what I sign. - All right, I will repeat it to you.
(GILES SIGHS)
"What am I?
"I move my mouth, like him.
"I make no sound, like him.
(GILES CLICKS TONGUE)
(GILES SIGHS)
"What does that make me?
"All that I am...
"all that I've ever been...
"brought me here, to him."
See, you're saying "him." It's a "him" now.
You just hit me!
Elisa, let go of me.
- I'm looking. I'm looking! - (ELISA GASPS)
You've never hit me.
(PANTING)
"When he looks at me, the way he looks at me...
"he does not know what I lack...
"or how...
"I am incomplete.
"He sees me
"for what I am,
"as I am.
"He's happy...
"to see me, every time...
"every day.
"And now I can either...
"save him...
"or let him die."
Oh, God. I'm leaving.
- (GRUNTS) - Elisa, no. I have to leave.
Just-- Elisa, please stop.
Listen to me. Just listen to me.
I have to go.
I'm leaving now because this-- Elisa, this is very important to me.
This is a second chance for me.
- I'm sorry, but I have to go. - (ELISA BREATHING HEAVILY)
Oh, God.
When I come back, we just will not talk about this ever again.
Elisa, there's...
All right!
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
What are we? What are you and I?
Do you know what we are? We're nothing!
Nothing! We can do nothing!
I'm sorry, but this... This is just...
Oh, God, it's not even human. God!
(THUMPS)
What?
If we
do nothing
neither are we.
(DOOR OPENS)
BERNIE: Giles.
- I've been waiting. - I know. Sorry.
It's okay.
We going in?
You should have just mailed the art.
No.
I want to show it to you and the team in person.
I think it's some of my best work.
- And it's green as can be. - (SIGHS)
It's, uh, it's not a good time. Maybe later.
Oh. Well, sure.
No problem.
What would be a good time for you, Bernie?
You painted that?
Yeah.
Wowee!
You're good. (CLICKS TONGUE)
Apparently, not as good as a photograph.
(ROMANTIC MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO)
But it is good, isn't it?
I couldn't paint anything like that.
Here. On me.
For me?
We don't get many like you in here.
You seem very educated, and I like talking to you.
(STAMMERING) The thing is that's...
The only reason that I come in here is...
- The conversation. - And?
The pie is mighty fine, too, isn't it?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
It's no key lime, but it's good.
You know, I work alone...
and my best friend's not much of a conversationalist.
You see, that's part of doing the job here.
It's like being a bartender.
You serve people pie. You listen to their problems.
You get to know them.
I'd like to get to know you better.
What the hell are you doing, old man?
- WOMAN: Let's sit down. - Oh. Oh, oh, oh.
Hey, no, no, no.
Not the counter. Takeout only.
You can't sit there.
If you want something, you order, you take it out.
But it's empty. The counter's empty.
All reserved, all day. You don't sit down.
(IN SOUTHERN ACCENT) Y'all come back now, you hear?
You don't need to talk to them like that.
(IN NORMAL ACCENT) You should go, too.
And don't come back. This is a family restaurant.
WOMAN: (SINGING) So come back to my arms
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
And show me how wrong I can be
I have no one.
And you are the only person that I can talk to.
Now, whatever this thing is...
you need it.
So...
you just tell me what to do.
♪♪
So come back to my arms
And show me
How wrong I can be
- "All hope fades." - "As the spring recedes."
Let's go.
(IN RUSSIAN) Moscow will not support your plan.
Why?
Too risky.
Too soon.
What?!
We only have two choices, Dimitri.
One...
you delay the procedure,
one week, minimum.
It's happening tomorrow.
Which...
brings us
to option two.
Israeli "Popper".
You set it next to a fuse box,
it will buy you five to ten minutes in the dark.
No cameras, no containment doors.
Then...
you inject it with this.
Inject it.
Kill it.
Destroy it.
Are you feeling okay?
I came to this country
to learn what I could
as a patriot, yes...
but also as a scientist.
There is still so much we can learn.
We don't need to learn.
We need Americans
not to learn.
♪♪
MAN: (SINGING) There's a summer place
(PHONE RINGING)
Where it may rain or storm
Yet I'm safe and warm
Cadillac DeVille. Best car ever made.
V8, 390 CID, clean and crisp like a fresh dollar bill.
I'm just idling around.
And I'm just talking.
AM radio, air conditioner,
power windows, power brakes, power steering, power seats.
All deluxe interior appointment choices,
143 options.
Now, this...
- is the Taj Mahal on wheels. - Hmm.
I'm not sure about the green.
It's not green, my friend. Teal.
- Well, teal looks green to me. - But it isn't, see?
It's a limited edition, 12 coats of paint,
polished by hand,
all authentic chrome detailing.
Four out of five successful men in America drive a Cadillac.
Is that a fact?
This here is the future.
And you strike me as a man who is headed there.
- Where? - Why, the future.
You're the man of the future. You belong in this car.
(UP-TEMPO LATIN JAZZ SONG PLAYING ON RADIO)
(HONKING HORN)
- Hello! - WOMAN: Hi!
♪♪
Wow!
Sir, that is a... that is a beautiful car!
It's a...
What can I say?
You gotta feel good driving that, huh?
And what a wonderful shade of green, huh?
Teal.
Tomorrow, I'll make a mean meatloaf.
Mmm-hmm.
- Just for you, extra raisins. - (MEN LAUGHING)
♪♪
(UP-TEMPO LATIN JAZZ SONG CONTINUING)
So, at 5:00 a.m., I drive my car down the loading ramp.
And the shifts are changing, and I have...
How much time do I have?
Five minutes? I'll remember.
5:00 a.m., five minutes. Five-five, five-five.
So, you're going to move the cameras, right?
And I'm gonna be synchronizing our watches,
just like they do in the movies.
Oh, God! I'm so proud of you.
- God! You're not afraid! - (CAT MEOWS)
You are? Very?
Don't tell me that. I'm terrified.
(INHALES DEEPLY)
I think this is some of my best work.
"Michael Parker." I think it's a good, trustworthy name.
It's a little butch.
Yes, age 51.
54?
You don't have to be rude.
57.
If I put the hair on, I can pull it off.
I can wear this, or I have...
- Thor, go. Off, off, off! Go! - (CAT YOWLS)
Or I have this.
Now this, I think it says "working man."
But this, now this says...
This says with the butterscotch tie...
This says "casual, but still stylish."
So, you like this? I agree, I agree.
I think we're ready.
(TYPEWRITER CLACKING)
(GASPS) Mr. Strickland!
Sally, could you call Miss Esposito to clean up a spill?
STRICKLAND: You know, I can't figure it out myself.
You're not much to look at, but... go figure.
I keep thinking about you.
When you say you're mute, are you entirely silent,
or do you squawk a little?
Some mutes squawk. Not pretty, but...
Hmm?
I just want you to know...
I don't mind those scars.
I don't mind that you can't speak, either.
When you come right down to it...
I like it.
A lot.
(WHISPERS) It kind of gets me going.
(GASPS)
I bet I can make you squawk a little.
♪♪
(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)
Hey, honey. You okay?
Hurry up. I wanna be home early.
My feet are killing me.
(TICKING)
♪♪
(GASPING)
We need to delay the procedure.
Knock before you enter my office.
This is urgent!
Go back out, knock, then I'll let you in and we'll talk.
That's the protocol. Follow the protocol.
(KNOCKING)
Come in.
Would you get the door for me, please?
(DOOR SQUEAKS)
See? That's the way. Now, we talk.
I need more time.
Don't let the fact that you feel like a loser
now that you've let your competitive tendencies--
I'm not competitive! I don't want an intricate, beautiful thing destroyed!
(STRICKLAND SIGHS)
This thing dies,
you learn, I leave, out of here.
I settle down.
My family settles down, somewhere nice.
A real city.
(GASPS)
HOFFSTETLER: This creature is intelligent,
capable of language,
of understanding emotions.
So are the Soviets, the Gooks.
And we still kill them, don't we?
The bottom line is, this isn't a petting zoo,
and I don't wanna be in this shit hole any longer than need be.
Do you?
Bob. Do you?
No, I don't.
♪♪
(WATER RUNNING)
(ELEVATOR BELL DINGS)
Hey, what are you waiting for?
Have you seen Elisa?
Come on, Zelda!
(CHAINS CLANKING)
HOFFSTETLER: Did you move the camera on the loading dock?
Is that where you're taking him?
Through the service tunnels?
That's very smart.
Who do you work for?
(AMPHIBIAN MAN WHIMPERING)
♪♪
His water must be kept at five to eight percent salinity.
Table salt will do.
Mix one of these in his water every three days.
Raw protein diet is a must.
In five minutes,
I'll meet you at the loading dock.
The lights will go out, so be prepared.
♪♪
FLEMING: Mr. Strickland, sir?
Twelve hours to the vivisection of the asset.
And I need your signature here, please.
JOHN F KENNEDY: (ON RADIO) ...this sudden, clandestine decision
to station strategic weapons for the first time outside of Soviet soil...
Hold it right there.
...an unjustified change in the status quo
which cannot be accepted by this country...
(TICKING)
"Michael Parker." Is that you?
My whole life. (CHUCKLES)
♪♪
Are you out of your mind?
Don't do this, Elisa. Don't do this!
What's that? What's that vehicle?
Gosh, sir, I'm not sure. It's a laundry van?
(STAMMERING) But it's not scheduled.
(PHONE RINGING)
JOHN F KENNEDY: (ON RADIO) And finally,
I call upon Chairman Khrushchev to halt and eliminate
this clandestine, reckless, and provocative threat to world peace
and to stable relations between our two nations.
(RINGING CONTINUES)
(CRUNCHES LOUDLY)
Sir?
- Meet me at the loading dock. - Sir!
- Sir, what do you need me to do? - Get backup.
(TICKING)
Step out of the vehicle, sir.
Oh, God. I'm not good at this.
Out of the vehicle, now. I will not say it again.
- Oh, God. Please don't shoot me! - Get out!
Oh, God. Don't shoot me. Please.
(EXPLOSION)
(ALARM BLARING)
What are you waiting for? We're out of time!
Get out now!
You have to go. Hurry!
Oh, woman, we're gonna burn in hell.
Come on, push.
Push! Push!
I swear, I'm not doing this on purpose!
Mechanical objects and I just don't get along!
(GUARD GROANS)
What the...
She's waiting for you at the dock. Go! Now!
(TIRES SCREECH)
♪♪
Who's that man? I think he just killed someone.
- (AMPHIBIAN MAN CHITTERING) - (GILES GASPS)
Oh, my God! Oh, my God!
(CHITTERING)
(ENGINE STARTS)
Are we ready? Are we ready?
(TIRES SCREECHING)
He's so beautiful.
(GILES YELPS)
(GROANING)
Did I do that?
(ENGINE SPUTTERS)
I'm just not good at this.
GUARD: Move! Move!
(METAL SCRAPING)
(GUNFIRE)
- (BULLET PINGS) - (ELISA GASPS)
(ENGINE ACCELERATING)
(STEAM HISSING)
- (BEEPING) - (DOOR BUZZES)
Come on. No.
No!
(AMPHIBIAN MAN GASPING)
(WHEEZING)
Salt? What are you talking about, salt?
Elisa!
(AMPHIBIAN MAN GASPING)
(BREATHING STOPS)
- (GASPS) - (BUBBLING)
(PANTING)
(SIGHS)
There.
(GILES LAUGHING)
(BOTH LAUGHING)
(ALARM BLARING IN DISTANCE)
(SNIFFS)
Israeli Popper.
You can smell the magnesium.
Russians hate the Jews,
but they can't get enough of their gadgets.
How'd they get in here?
Forged ID, painted plates, and so on and so forth.
And they moved the main video camera on the dock, sir.
Well, no one has to know.
We got 24 hours before I bounce it up.
I called it in.
You called it in?
The moment it happened, I...
SALLY: Mr. Strickland, sir.
What is it, Sally?
Sir, General Hoyt is on the phone.
HOYT: (ON PHONE) That thing was our space dog, Strickland.
- You know that. - Sir, I'm getting it back.
I can't be in a negative frame of mind, sir.
So, you're feeling good?
Feeling strong. Getting it back.
You can get it done. You're gonna get it done.
For me, son. For me.
(SIGHS)
(SEAGULLS CAWING)
(SHIP HORN BLARES)
Oh Shenandoah
I long to hear you
(MUFFLED) Always
GILES: That's when you're planning on releasing him?
On the 10th?
So, what if the rains are late?
What happens with the canal?
It will rain.
All right.
What's that?
Let me see it. Is that for me?
(SQUEAKS)
(CHITTERING)
(CHITTERS)
(ELEVATOR BELL DINGS)
(SOFTLY) Yeah, that's good. Keep that up.
Looking like you don't know anything.
Lord help me if they ask me if I do.
I'm not a good liar.
Except to Brewster.
It takes a lot of lies to keep a marriage going.
MAN: (ON PA) All personnel,
prepare to present your identity and clearance cards.
Lord! What in the...
Attention. All personnel,
prepare to present your identity and clearance cards.
You done got us in a world of trouble.
FLEMING: My opinion, we're looking at a highly trained group, sir.
I'm thinking, conceivably, sir,
Special Forces, or so on and so forth.
Red Army Special Forces?
Conceivably.
I mean, they're highly trained, well-financed, an elite group.
Highly efficient, ruthless, clockwork precision.
Infiltration took less than five minutes, sir.
My conservative estimate is that this was a strike force of at least 10 men.
(AMPHIBIAN MAN CHITTERING)
(MUFFLED MOVIE DIALOGUE FROM THEATER)
(AMPHIBIAN MAN COOS)
HUPHIM: (ON FILM) My master sends this dress.
Have you always been alone?
(CHITTERING)
Did you ever have someone?
Do you know what happened to you? Do you?
Because I don't. I don't know what happened to me.
I don't know.
I look in the mirror and the only thing that I recognize are these eyes...
in this old man's face.
You know, sometimes I think I was either born too early or too late for my life.
Maybe we're both just relics.
MAN: (ON PA) Security measures have been increased to maximum levels.
Prepare to present your identity and clearance cards.
Attention.
Security measures have been increased to maximum levels.
- (KNOCKING ON DOOR) - Sir, I've got them.
Zelda, Elisa. All right.
Here we go.
Mmm-hmm.
Looks like you two punched out before the incident.
Still.
If you know something about what transpired here,
it's your obligation to report any detail,
no matter how small or trivial it may seem.
"Trivial" means unimportant.
I didn't see nothing out of the ordinary, no.
Or trivial.
See, my feet were hurting--
What about you?
She didn't see anything.
Hmm.
STRICKLAND: Hoffstetler, Dr. Hoffstetler.
Did either of you see him coming in or out of the lab?
He works there, doesn't he?
I mean in a different way, doing something different.
Something trivial?
No, sir.
♪♪
What am I doing, interviewing the fucking help?
The shit cleaners.
The piss wipers.
You two, go ahead. Leave.
All right, you're clear. So, back to work. Go on.
What'd you say to me?
F
U
C
K
What is she saying?
Y
O
U
ZELDA: I didn't catch it.
What is she saying?
She-- she is saying thank you.
(EXHALES)
STRICKLAND: Next!
HEDAK: (ON TV) Order them to turn the platform.
(GILES SNORING)
(TV PLAYING INDISTINCTLY)
MR. ED: (ON TV) I didn't see you last night or the night before.
WILBUR: (ON TV) I'm sorry, Ed, but now that I'm spending
all day long in the office,
Carol feels that I should spend my evenings with her.
MR. ED: (ON TV) Well, if you spend the evenings with her,
when will I see you?
(AUDIENCE LAUGHING)
WILBUR: There's only one thing left to do.
Volunteer.
(CAT MEOWING)
(SNIFFING)
(GROWLING)
(GROWLS)
(HISSES)
(ROARS)
(CAT SCREECHES)
(SQUELCHING, CRUNCHING)
No! No, no, no, no, no!
(GRUNTS)
MR. ED: Hey, Charley, what're you doing, putting me on?
(DOOR OPENS)
(SIGHS)
(DOOR CLOSES)
I wanna get home early.
Brewster's been in a bad mood lately.
Holy Jesus!
What are you doin' standing in the shadows
of the women's locker room?
They may be watching me, and there are no cameras here.
For good reason.
What if you caught us at an inconvenient moment?
I need to know that he's all right.
- He is. - When will you release him?
Soon.
When the rain fills the canal that flows to the sea.
If you need anything.
Release him. Soon.
What did she say?
She said you're a good man, Dr. Hoffstetler.
My name is Dimitri.
Honored to meet you.
Hey, dummy! Phone call for you.
It's urgent.
(PANTING)
(ELISA GASPS)
Don't worry about me. I'm fine.
- You're hurt! - Believe me. I'm fine.
You're bleeding.
He ate Pandora. Wasn't his fault.
He's a wild creature. We can't ask him to be anything else.
Elisa, go find him.
Go. Go.
Go!
(CAT MEOWS)
You're lucky.
♪♪
(FILM MUSIC PLAYING)
(INDISTINCT FILM DIALOGUE)
♪♪
Ow.
I stayed awake as long as I could.
You know, I'm not even mad anymore.
Is he all right? You sure?
(CATS MEOWING)
Where you going?
No, no.
Okay, don't-- No, no.
Don't play with the kitties. No, no.
Don't play with the kitties.
I'm not-- I'm not angry.
(GASPS) Oh, my!
(GRUNTS)
You did that, but it's okay.
Ooh. I don't think that's sanitary.
(GRUNTS)
Enough.
(WHISPERS) Oh, God.
(SIGHS)
Interesting guy.
MAN: (ON PA) All personnel prepare to present
your identity and clearance cards.
You wanted to see me?
How's it going? The investigation?
Well, we have a promising lead.
Really?
That's good to hear.
You joined us in Galveston,
- but where were you before, Hoffstetler? - Doctor.
- Excuse me? - Doctor Hoffstetler.
Protocol.
- Wisconsin, Madison. - Oh that's right.
You gave up a tenure track position, didn't you?
Gave it all up for us.
I suppose...
you'll be getting ready to leave us now then, huh?
Only if the creature isn't found.
Well, what do you think? You think we will find it?
Well, you said you had a lead.
I do.
(MUFFLED MOVIE DIALOGUE FROM THEATER)
(CHITTERS)
♪♪
(GASPS)
RUTH: (ON TV) Oh, Mahlon, this is all wrong.
I was at peace until I met you.
(AMPHIBIAN MAN CHITTERS)
Perhaps it would be best if I don't see you again.
(TICKING)
HUPHIM: (ON TV) Asks if you have any words to send him.
RUTH: Only peace.
HUPHIM: That's all?
RUTH: That is much.
I'm not going to any celebration.
♪♪
(WOMAN SINGING IN FRENCH)
♪♪
Why you smiling, hon?
Stop looking like that.
What happened?
Why?
How?
Does he have a...?
Mm-hmm.
Oh!
Never trust a man.
Even when he looks flat down there.
(LAUGHING)
(KNOCKING AT DOOR)
(IN RUSSIAN) Please, come in.
Your extraction papers...
...will be ready soon.
First, I have a question for you.
Yes? Go ahead.
Would you like some...
butter cake?
Yes, please.
The asset...
after you injected it,
what did you do with the corpse?
I am a little curious.
I performed an autopsy-
Unenlightening.
As Lenin said,
There is no profit in last week's fish.
(SNORTS)
Lenin
said that?
(ALL LAUGHING)
Lenin!
(LAUGHTER CONTINUES)
Hmm.
Great cake!
Do you have any milk?
Perhaps...
...you're misremembering.
Wait for our call.
Shouldn't be much longer.
(DOOR OPENS, CLOSES)
(AUDIENCE LAUGHTER ON TV)
You rang?
DOBIE: (ON TV) Oh, hi, Maynard. I just signed up for anthropology.
We're gonna hold class in the Amazon jungle in South America.
MAYNARD: South America? Ooh, man, Dobe.
You're gonna have to get up early in the morning.
That's a long hike.
No, Maynard, we're gonna stay down there.
We are?
DR. BURKHART: No, you're not coming along.
ELAINE: This is a gelatin parfait.
You're gonna love it.
Dad, can we watch Bonanza?
ELAINE: Bonanza is much too violent.
You know what I was thinking today? We get the kids a P-U-P-P-Y.
♪♪
(SNIFFS, GROANS)
(SIGHS)
(SQUELCHING)
(THUNDER RUMBLES)
(WATER RUNNING)
(AMPHIBIAN MAN CHITTERS)
♪♪
(AMPHIBIAN MAN CHITTERS)
You
and me
together.
♪♪
(WATER DRIPPING)
(INDISTINCT FILM DIALOGUE)
(WATER DRIPPING)
(CHOKES)
(COUGHING)
MAN: Let's go. Come on.
WOMAN: Let's get out of here.
♪♪
(ALARM RINGING)
♪♪
(THUNDER RUMBLES)
(GASPS)
(POUNDING ON DOOR)
What is going on? I've got water pouring into my theater!
I have four paying customers! I've got to order refunds.
It's probably a pipe. I'll take care of it.
- You don't fix it, no more rent! - I will fix it.
(INHALES DEEPLY)
♪♪
- (MUFFLED KNOCKING AT DOOR) - GILES: (MUFFLED) Elisa?
Dear God. Elisa!
Elisa?
(WOOD CREAKING)
♪♪
(GILES LAUGHING)
I'm toweling my hair!
It's my hair.
I just...
Oh! Look at my arm.
The wound, it's like it was never there.
Look at that.
Now you said that, you know, he was worshiped like a god.
Now, is he a god? I don't know if he's a god.
I mean, he ate a cat, so I don't know.
I don't know, but, I mean, we have to keep him around awhile.
Little while.
(THUNDER RUMBLING)
(PHONE RINGS)
Hello?
(IN RUSSIAN ON PHONE) Extraction...
...is ready.
Same place,
in forty-eight hours.
Forty-eight hours?
Forty-eight hours.
(LINE DISCONNECTS, DIAL TONE)
♪♪
(CATS MEOWING)
(THUNDER RUMBLING)
(CHUFFS)
(WHEEZING)
(HEART BEATING RHYTHMICALLY)
(WAVES CRASHING RHYTHMICALLY)
SALLY: Your water, sir.
- And, sir, General Hoyt-- - Mm-mm, mm-mm.
Tell him I'm not here. Tell him I'll call him back.
Don't put him through.
No, sir. He-- he's in your office.
At this point, our only concern is the asset.
Do you have it?
Still in the wind, sir.
Well, that won't do.
Yes, sir, I know.
You've known me how long, sir?
Thirteen years. Battle of Pusan.
STRICKLAND: Yes, sir.
A man is faithful, loyal, efficient all his life.
All of it. And he is... useful. And he expects...
He has certain expectations in return.
And then, he fails once.
Only once.
What does that make him?
Does that make him a failure?
When is a man done, sir?
Proving himself?
A good man?
A decent man?
(SIGHS)
"Decent"?
(SIGHS)
A man has the decency not to fuck up.
Now that's one thing.
That's real decent of him.
But the other kind of decency?
It doesn't really matter.
We sell it, but it's an export.
We sell it because we don't use it.
36 hours from now, this entire episode will be over.
And so will you.
Our universe will have a hole in it with your outline.
And you will have moved on
to an alternate universe.
A universe of shit.
You'll be lost to civilization.
And you will be unborn.
Unmade.
And undone.
So go get some real decency, son.
And unfuck this mess.
♪♪
(COUGHS)
36 hours.
36 hours. Well, shit.
You deliver. You deliver, that's what you do.
You deliver! Right? Right?!
(WATER DRIPPING)
("YOU'LL NEVER KNOW" PLAYING IN THEATER)
(CHITTERS)
WOMAN: (SINGING) I can hear you now
You know I love you, dear
(GRUNTS)
Egg.
Your voice is like music to my ears
When I close my eyes you seem so near
You'll...
never...
know...
I think about you the live-long day
(SOBS)
WOMAN: (SINGING) You ask me if I'm lonely
Then I have only this
To say
(WHISPERS) You'll...
never know...
just how much...
I...
(SINGING) Love you
You'll
Never know
Just how much...
I care
(MUSIC SWELLS)
And if I try
I still couldn't hide
My love
For you
You ought to know
For Heaven told me so
♪♪
You went away
And my heart went with you
I speak your name
In my every prayer
If there is some other way
To prove that I love you
I swear I don't know how
(WHISPERS) You'll never know
If you don't know now
♪♪
(WATER DRIPPING)
(RAIN PATTERING)
(MUSIC ENDS)
(ELISA SOBS QUIETLY)
(SOBBING)
Elisa...
What is it, honey?
♪♪
(GASPING)
(SKIN CRACKLES)
(GASPS)
This isn't good.
I'm gonna call Dr. Hoffstetler.
We gotta release him tonight, honey.
I'll come back and help you.
(PHONE DINGS)
(PHONE RINGING)
(RINGS)
He's coming out.
(GROANS, SIGHS)
Ah, fuck.
(GRUNTS)
Sir, if you don't mind me saying, you... you don't look so well.
Shut up.
Can you smell that? I mean... I think it's your fingers.
- They're... black. - Mm. Mm.
STRICKLAND: There he is.
Dr. Fucking Shitbird.
Oh, there's no call for cursing, sir.
♪♪
Get out of the car. I'm taking it.
This is my car.
Get the fuck out.
Out of my car?
Did I stutter?
(THUNDER RUMBLES)
(ENGINE IDLING)
(IN RUSSIAN) It's raining like hell, isn't it?
No password today?
- (GUNFIRE) - (HOFFSTETLER GASPS)
No - no - comrade -
No - no -
No, please!
(GUNSHOT)
(GUNFIRE)
(GUNSHOT)
(SPEAKS IN RUSSIAN)
(CRIES)
Strickland! Thank God!
You were speaking Russian...
Bob.
(SCREAMS)
(MUFFLED SCREAMING)
What's your name?
- Hoffstetler. - No, no. Don't lie.
You don't need to.
- (HOFFSTETLER GROANS) - You took a bullet to the gut.
You're dead.
I need the names, ranks and location of the entire strike team.
"Strike team"?
The ones who took the asset!
- (ELECTRICITY CRACKLING) - (SCREAMING)
(GASPING)
(THUNDER RUMBLES)
This candy, it's cheap candy, but I love it.
- Ever since I was a kid. - (HOFFSTETLER GROANS)
Now some folks favor more sophisticated snacks,
nougat center and all that foo-foo shit.
- (HOFFSTETLER GROANS) - But not me, Bob!
This is it for me.
Now sometimes if I'm feeling anxious, I just bite right into it.
But mostly,
I take my time.
I make it last.
(SCREAMS)
Names, ranks, and location of the strike team.
(CRYING IN PAIN)
(SCREAMS)
Names! Ranks! Now!
(CRYING)
No names.
No ranks.
They...
They just clean.
(LAUGHING, COUGHING)
(CRUNCHES)
All right, Brewster, I'm gonna fix your dinner,
and then I'm gonna run out for a little while and help a friend.
BREWSTER: Help with what?
Help a friend.
(KNOCKING AT DOOR)
Zelda...
the door.
(SIGHS)
Well, you could help me and answer the door, Brewster.
You're sitting right here just ten feet away from it!
My back's aching me, woman. Now, move!
Your back, your back? Always your back!
Mr. Strickland.
What are you doing here?
BREWSTER: Who's that man, Zelda?
Where is it?
- What are you talking about? - Where did you take it?
- What are you talking about? - BREWSTER: Zelda!
The thing... in the lab.
Where is it?
- Listen, fella... - Sit down!
I'm sorry, sir.
If I knew anything, I would surely tell you.
That story about Samson.
I never told you how it ends.
After the Philistines torture him and blind him...
Samson asks God for the strength he needs.
And at the last minute, he is spared.
And the Lord gives him his strength back,
one last time.
And he holds...
the columns of the temple with his powerful arms,
and he crushes them.
(BONES CRUNCHING)
(GROANS LOUDLY)
(PANTING)
And he brings the whole building down on the Philistines.
He dies,
but he gets every single one of those motherfuckers.
That is his will!
Now, do you know what that particular story means...
for us, Delilah?
It means if you know something you're not telling me,
you're gonna tell me
either before or after
I bring this particular temple...
down upon our heads.
BREWSTER: Gal stole that thing right out the lab, whatever it is.
Mute girl took it.
I heard my wife talking on the phone about it.
Thank you very much, Mr. Fuller, for your assistance.
(TV PLAYING INDISTINCTLY)
(DOOR OPENS, CLOSES)
What have you done?
Zelda.
I gotta warn her.
He's going after her.
You will do no such thing, woman.
Why are you worrying about her?
She broke the law.
Shut up, Brewster! You shut up!
Years, you don't talk...
and now you can't shut your mouth!
Damn you, Brewster.
(LINE RINGING)
You wouldn't understand.
Couldn't understand, not if you tried your whole life.
- GILES: Hello? - Giles, is that you?
- Yes. - Okay. Put Elisa on the phone.
It's Zelda.
Elisa, honey, make a sound on the phone if you can hear.
(TAPS)
Okay, good.
He's coming for you.
You gotta go now, and you gotta take that thing with you.
What? Elisa?
(CAR HORN BLARING)
MAN: Hey, mister! Learn how to drive!
(PANTING)
(MUFFLED MOVIE DIALOGUE FROM THEATER)
Damn it.
We have to go.
Where are you?
Where the fuck are you?
(OBJECTS CLATTERING)
(THUNDER RUMBLES)
(CHITTERING)
(GRUNTING)
(CHITTERING)
(GRUNTS)
♪♪
(CHITTERING)
(CHITTERS)
You
and me
Together
No - without me.
Without me.
(CHITTERS)
(GILES GROANS)
(GUNFIRE)
(GUNSHOT)
♪♪
(GASPING)
(THUNDER RUMBLING)
I do not fail.
I deliver.
(GRUNTS)
GILES: Elisa!
Elisa.
(PANTING)
No.
(CHITTERING SOFTLY)
(GASPS)
(GRUNTING)
(SHELL CASINGS CLATTER)
Fuck.
You are a god.
(GRUNTS)
(GROANING)
(SIRENS WAILING)
(EXHALES)
(MEN SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY)
MAN: Look, man on the ground.
Watch him.
MAN: You there! Call an ambulance!
♪♪
(AMPHIBIAN MAN HOWLING)
(HOWLS)
(GASPS)
GILES: If I told you about her, what would I say?
That they lived happily ever after?
I believe they did.
That they were in love, that they remained in love?
I'm sure that's true.
But when I think of her,
of Elisa...
the only thing that comes to mind is a poem
whispered by someone in love, hundreds of years ago.
"Unable to perceive the shape of you
"I find you all around me
"Your presence fills my eyes with your love
"It humbles my heart
"For you are everywhere"
♪♪
WOMAN: (SINGING) You'll never know
Just how much I miss you
You'll never know just how much I care
And if I tried
I still couldn't hide my love for you
You ought to know
For haven't I told you so
A million or more times?
You went away
And my heart went with you
I speak your name in my every prayer
If there is some other way
To prove that I love you
I swear I don't know how
You'll never know if you don't know now
You'll never know just how much
I miss you
You'll never know just how much I care
You said goodbye, now stars in the sky
Refuse to shine
Take it from me
It's no fun to be alone
With moonlight and memories
You went away and my heart
Went with you
I speak your name
In my every prayer
If there is some other way
To prove that I love you
I swear I don't know how
You'll never know if you don't
Know
Now