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The person of hardened skepticism…

just like the person of hardened credulity…

cannot be reached.

They just either believe or disbelieve…

on almost a religious level.

Evidence is not proof, but it's something that puts us…

on the scent trail of proof.

But these tapes have to be considered…

the Holy Grail for people who are…

interested in alien encounters.

The story of the Farrington House…

has become kind of an urban legend within Toronto…

as well as Canada.

A paranormal group in the early 2000s…

collected anecdotal evidence of, you know…

a person seeing a… kind of a gray form.

The allure of the UFO connection…

will definitely draw out curious people.

Doing my thing, just out poking around…

getting some sun.

It adds to the mystique…

in what stories keep going over time.

I'm pretty determined that we're not…

indigenous of this world.

I'll tell you that.

In terms of human nature…

there is more thrill in pursuing something…

than in catching something.

As long as people are hunting for it…

it's almost like the treasure map is out.

And we're wondering, what will it disclose?

What the hell?

Whoa.

And it can be a little like that…

with these pieces of vaunted evidence.

If we come into proof of extraterrestrial life…

everything that we thought we knew is called into question.

Segura, we're here.

Stay close and keep the camera rolling.

We capture everything.

Keep your eyes open and your mouth shut.

This crew in here… this crew now is your family…

your mommy and daddy.

Do exactly as they say.

You disobey any of these orders…

I'm going to break my foot in your ass.

Hey, kid, look alive.

So I got no guarantees that's going to stay on…

- Everyone… - But give it a try.

This is Segura.

Yeah, hey, guys.

ET body cam should be working.

All right, listen up.

Suit yourself.

I've got some bad news.

Fuck.

But there's a silver lining this time.

We had another kidnapping last night.

That's 17 in three months, all infants.

Jesus.

Good news is someone followed the guy who did it…

and we have a location.

I know we all want to put an end to this.

Tonight, we get our chance.

- Who the fuck put this up? - Oh, fuck.

Hey, man, I was just trying to be thorough.

- I'm sorry. - Relax.

Sit down.

Take a shot or something, huh?

The fuck are you looking at?

The guy's becoming a liability, and you fucking know it.

I got it.

I'll handle it.

What the fuck is with this?

We had a fucking agreement.

You know how that fucking ends.

If you're gonna be there, I can't have this.

You're losing your mind.

Look, bro, there… there's no fucking way…

you are keeping me out of this.

I know that.

So you're good?

Hey.

Are you fucking kidding me?

Fuck you.

Hey, body bag, come here.

Now you're an ammo bag.

Hope you're ready, rookie.

Fuck.

Let's go. Let's go. Move it!

Load up!

Hey, man, you want some gum?

Sarge.

This rookie is back here fucking blowing it.

Hey. Hey.

His kid's one of the ones missing.

Oh.

Just mind your own business…

keep that little light blinking…

and you'll be all right.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

You seeing this?

What is that?

What the…

Sarge, you said someone…

followed the guy to a location.

That doesn't look like just a fucking guy…

carrying that chainsaw.

What are we dealing with?

Whatever it is, we kill it.

Let's go. Let's go.

Move, move, move!

Ivy, eyes on that window.

I don't see anything.

- What are we waiting for? - Shh.

Fuck this.

ET, God damn it.

What the fuck?

Hey.

What the fuck was that?

Jesus, here we go.

Get ready.

Another one down.

ET, left.

Get if off me!

He's got me!

Get it off!

Got him.

Fuck!

ET!

Aubert, Bennet, go with him.

Hey. Not you, kid.

Stay with me.

Shit!

Fuck.

Shit!

We lost ET.

Fuck.

Aubert, go.

On it.

All clear.

Let's go.

Good shit, man.

Stork, let's go!

Oh, shit.

Hey, guys.

Guys, you're gonna wanna see…

What the fuck?

Get up. Get up. Get up.

- Oh, shit. - Come on.

Come on. Come on.

What the fuck?

Shit!

You gotta be fucking kidding me.

Find it, find it.

Oh, fuck.

Shit.

Where's the fucking light?

Fuck. Come on.

Shh. Shh.

Shh.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

What is it?

Fuck.

Two more!

There's two more.

Fuck you!

Guys, I'm okay!

What are you doing up there?

Get down here!

Fuck!

Fuck.

Jesus, man.

Reload, everyone.

Bennet, check right.

Copy.

Anyone hurt?

I'm good.

Nothing major.

ET, sound off.

Aubert, check him.

Let me see, kid.

Look at me.

You did good.

Kid's okay.

It's not his blood.

Hey, check this.

It's the same bandage.

It's the same wound on every single one of them.

Some kind of ritual?

God knows.

Now what?

Now we go up.

Fuck.

Riley. Riley!

Riley!

- Riley! - Hey, stop.

Stop!

He's gonna get himself killed.

Stop.

Do what he just did, and we all die.

Do you understand?

- We do this right. - Okay.

- Okay? - Okay.

Right.

Fuck.

God damn it.

What the fuck are these freaks…

doing with babies anyway?

ET?

ET, is that you?

Shh!

It's blocked.

What the fuck was that?

Shoot it in the knees.

Shit.

Let's just look.

Hey, look at this.

God damn.

Came down right through the fucking ceiling.

What did?

That.

What are we looking at here, Sarge?

Some kind of meteor?

I don't know.

But it's cracked open.

Like something crawled out.

Whatever it is, we don't touch it.

You hear me?

Hey, behind you!

Shit.

Don't shoot it. It looks sick.

I don't want its shit all over us.

Ah, fuck it.

Damn it, Aubert.

- Fuck. - Clear.

He's alone.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Look at him.

He's fucking out of it.

Another bandage.

Bennet, get a gun on him.

Get a look in there.

He's got no brains.

Or his head is empty.

Oh, my God.

I'd be more worried about where his brains went…

in the first place.

Hey, body bag, put your camera in here.

Help!

Fuck. That's ET.

Help.

Hang on, ET!

We're coming up there.

Shh, shh. Quiet.

Twinkle, twinkle…

I think I see something.

Little star…

how I wonder…

what you are.

Ah!

Wait.

There's something up there.

There's something up there.

Bennet, light.

Fuck.

We're not getting through here.

Fuck.

Hey, wait, wait.

What about the chainsaw?

Oh, right.

Yeah, do it.

Aubert, come with me.

You got it.

Lost your fuckin' head there, didn't ya?

Go, go!

Ivy, take it.

I can't see shit.

We'll all be dead if we don't get through that door!

Fuck.

Fuck.

- Let's go! - There's a door.

There's a door.

You're first.

Come on, come on, come on.

Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go.

I can't fit. I'm caught.

Camera, camera. Come here.

Gimme it, gimme it, gimme it.

Get in, Tommy.

Through, through, through.

Fuck.

- Let's go, let's go. - Come on.

- Come on. - My hat.

- Where's my hat? - Here, here, here, here.

Shit.

Fuck.

Move.

Come on.

Oh, man.

Ivy.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

Don't fire.

He's got one of the babies.

Up above the tree so high…

like the birds in…

Sarge.

ET.

Are you up there?

Whatever's up there, whatever's responsible…

make it pay.

No reward for going home with extra ammo.

Amen, sister.

Hey, Segura.

Wear that uniform.

Fuck.

Ugh.

Ugh.

Ugh.

What the hell is it?

Ugh.

Oh, my God.

Oh, fuck.

What the fuck?

What the fuck is that?

What the fuck is it?

Oh, fuck.

It's feeding the fucking baby.

Amigo, light this fucker up.

Guys, get it off me! Get it off me!

It's got me!

It's got me!

ET, wait, wait.

I don't wanna do this to you, pal.

Come on, man. Keep back.

I don't wanna do this!

Ivy, put him down!

Finish it.

Phew.

All right, cease fire.

Oh, shit.

Room?

Segura?

Fuckin' told you.

So this is what it's like.

Hey, hey.

It's not going that way.

All right? You're not gonna die.

No, no, no.

To be like you guys, hunting monsters…

Something like this, kid.

Yeah.

Hey, welcome to Warden.

Guys, help me get him up.

What do we tell the families?

Maybe it's best we don't.

In the 1950s, a family of Chinese immigrants…

arrived in Toronto from Hong Kong.

They were followed by good fortune in their real estate…

and commercial endeavors.

They purchased a beautiful, sprawling house…

built late in the Victorian era on a large plot of land.

The patriarch and matriarch passed away in the 1980s…

leaving the household to their eldest son…

who eventually ended up putting the house…

up for sale in the early '90s.

Over that span of liquidating assets…

he was staying in the house.

He started to experience night terrors…

and not sleeping well at night.

But what I understand is the house was sold.

And the eldest son disappeared thereafter.

The son was of the mind that the house was either haunted…

or there were some kind of mysterious visitors…

but he never declared that he was being visited by aliens.

In the Victorian era, people may have had…

strange experiences with unknown beings.

And they might have said poltergeist or ghost…

or, in the 1950s, due to the tenor of the times…

they might have said Martian.

Each generation possesses its own language…

and its own reference points for reported encounters.

The anxiety that grips everyone…

in that kind of situation…

is that they will be called crazy.

So he wants to prove his sanity and record…

evidence using VHS tech of the strange happenings.

There were two recordings from the eldest son.

One was a POV, a Point of View…

as well as a static camera.

As far as a piece of evidence that I think…

could be called definitive…

you'd have to be able to reach a point…

where the arguments against the evidence…

start to become more of a stretch…

than the arguments for it.

I think that would be my definition of a piece…

of truly compelling evidence.

Fuck.

Shit, shit, shit, shit.

Fuck.

Shh, shh.

All right, man, lights.

Roll camera, and music.

Action.

Stop, stop, stop!

Cut it, guys.

Cut.

- Is there a problem? - Problem?

She needs a fucking break!

Take five, guys.

Incompetent assholes.

Fuck!

Are you okay?

Is she all right?

Lights.

Focus, Tara. Focus.

Sorry.

Because you do more for less.

It's fine.

Okay.

Cool down, take a deep breath…

and get ready for another take, yeah?

Okay?

Oh, fuck!

I'm really sorry, ma'am.

Do you want a selfie?

Thank you, ma'am.

I'm really sorry.

I think I should leave.

Ma'am?

But he made me.

Ma'am…

I like your face.

She's one nudge away from waking up.

Thank you.

Ma'am?

Ma'am?

What the hell?

Tara.

Tara? Tara? Tara, Tara.

What the fuck?

Fuck!

No, no, no, no.

Shh, shh.

Dance with me?

Do you want a selfie?

♪ I can't be blamed ♪

♪ I am a goddess ♪

♪ Super fiery and so ♪

Culturally speaking, we all defer to off-the-shelf images.

Hello, hello? Hello, hello?

It's an aircraft, all right, but like nothing…

I've ever seen before. Hello?

- What do you mean? - Hello, hello?

The mind's eye image of the malevolent extraterrestrial…

helped shape the paradigm of thinking about aliens.

It only had four fingers.

And on the tips of it were a little suction cups.

And they described the arm as much larger…

here from the human…

and the very short joint up here.

And the head was large.

The eyes were very sunken in.

When people speak of anal probes or dissections…

those accounts began with communion.

Whitley Strieber described the presence of what…

we now popularly call grays…

slender limbs, a large cranium, oval-shaped eyes.

It's a cultural archetype.

And a theme developed that maybe we're not alone…

and maybe our company does not wish us well.

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

♪ Happy birthday, dear Zach ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

Ah!

Right.

Zach Cam is a-rollin'.

- Yeah. - Wait, wait.

How's our birthday boy doing?

I wanted to go bowling.

Rock and roll, baby.

You don't know how to bowl.

No fun.

Hey, Zachy-poo.

Noah here, obviously.

Dude, happy 30th, compadre.

Hey, ladies!

No, no.

We're not doing that stuff.

- Yeah, we are. - No, no.

Dirty little boy.

You're just a dirty little boy.

Listen, listen, listen, man.

I got your doc cam a-rollin'.

Whoo!

Oh, also, yeah, we all know how you feel about…

you know, heights.

And I've just gotta say…

I am totally in awe of your bravery, dude.

- Like, holy shit. - Whoo!

Dude, this is gonna be so dope.

So dope.

All right, all right. Pass it over here now.

Oh, also, don't break my camera.

Cool.

Thank you.

Five minutes to jump run. Five minutes.

Whoo!

Okay.

Happy birthday, Zachary.

Whoo!

My kids are going to lose their fucking shit…

when they see this.

I just have to say, I am so proud of you.

Proud of you!

It's not the worst thing, Okay?

I know, I know.

I'm just… oh.

- Jesus. - Whoa.

Okay.

Glad I skipped breakfast this morning…

but beers on me when we get back.

Whoo!

Yes!

Pass that sucker back this way.

Come here.

You got it?

Got it.

Are we good, Skipper?

- All good. - Whoa.

Minor crosswind. Nothing to worry about.

All right. All right.

Gonna make landing dicey, though.

Why… why'd he say that?

- Clip it. - Yeah, I got it, Dad.

Thanks.

Got it?

And I'm clipped in.

Okay.

How do I look?

Dude, Zach, I could get into some serious shit…

for letting you wear this, all right?

So don't go posting this footage anywhere.

Man, I heard you the first 50 times.

All right?

Hey, hey.

This is some next-level best friend shit, man.

You ready to fly?

Not really, Logan.

Honestly, I'm kind of freakin' out right now.

Yeah, well, hey, that's normal, man.

You're about to jump out of this plane…

and fly around like Iron Man at 120 miles an hour…

for about 60 seconds.

If you really want to butter me up…

you would have said Superman. I'm a Superman guy.

You know this. Yeah.

Yeah.

Hey, listen, this shit is next-level addictive…

all right?

After today, you're gonna be begging me to come back up.

I seriously doubt that, man.

Look, maybe… maybe you all jump, right?

Like, I can just meet you back at the hangar.

He can take me down.

Planes go both ways.

You don't need me to jump.

I got you. Okay?

We got you.

Jess, can you tell him, please?

Yes.

Baby, I promise.

- I know that this is insane. - Yeah.

- This is fucking crazy, but… - I know.

It's gonna be amazing, I swear.

- All right? - Yeah.

Plus, you look super fuckin' hot in that jumpsuit.

Whoo!

Hot, you say?

I look hot?

Hey, Logan, can I keep the jumpsuit, man?

I fuckin' love you guys.

And if that were a text, I would emphasize it…

and heart it.

Hey, I love you.

- I love you. - Come here.

Get under here.

Mwah, mwah.

Get outta here. All right.

Three minutes to altitude.

- Okay. - Whoo!

All right, that's three minutes, guys.

- Three minutes. - Okay.

Three minutes. Clip in.

Tandems clip in.

Everyone secure your latches, straps?

Everyone good?

Ready, babe?

Okay.

We are so crispy, guys.

All right.

Now, remember… keep those backs arched.

And when in doubt, pop those crotches out, baby.

- I felt all of that, man. - It's the Viagra.

Don't worry.

That was right on my back, okay?

Hey, we clipped in?

- Yeah, Z-man, scoot over. - You all seeing this?

What…

Look out the window, starboard side, 3:00 o'clock.

The hell's starboard side?

- No fucking way. - No way.

What is it?

Whoa, shit.

What the fuck is that, man?

I can't see it.

Whoa!

Hey, what was that, man?

That was a fucking UFO!

What'd you see?

I have no fuckin' idea.

That's insane, bro.

What are you looking at?

What the fuck?

Easy, easy, easy.

Guys, guys, guys.

It's over here, now. Look, look.

Holy fucking shit, dude.

Holy… oh, my God!

We come in peace.

Is this Area 51?

- Whoa. - Whoa.

Fuckin'…

What was that?

That's military aircraft in our air space.

Oh…

Whoa.

We're headed back.

- What the fuck was that? - Jeez.

Zach, this doesn't look good, man.

Shift over so I can secure that last ring.

I'm trying, man.

I'm stuck.

Oh, God.

It's stuck on my balls.

Work with me, Zach.

Come on.

Yo, we gotta jump.

Get outta here.

We gotta jump.

Oh, shit!

Oh, shit!

Logan!

Where's my chute?

I can't pull it!

Logan, pull the chute!

Oh, shit!

Logan?

Logan.

Logan.

Logan, man, come on.

Logan, man.

Get me out of these straps, man.

Come on.

Logan, you gotta help me out, man.

Come on.

Logan.

Logan.

We gotta get outta here.

We gotta… oh…

Logan.

Help!

Somebody.

Somebody help!

Jess!

Jess, where are…

Zach!

Brett.

Where are you?

Follow my voice.

We're over here!

Zach!

Brett!

Zach!

We're over here.

Oh.

Oh, my God.

Are you okay?

Where's Logan?

I don't… did you see Jess?

No, no, no, no.

She's not with us.

Where's Logan?

Where's Logan?

I… he's…

Zach, where is Logan?

He's dead.

What?

Oh, fuck.

Oh, fuck.

Fuck, fuck!

We're losing him.

We're fucking losing him.

Press down.

Pressure, pressure.

Oh.

- Shit. - Press, press, press down.

It's gonna be okay.

Oh, my God. Oh, God.

There's so much blood.

I don't know what to do.

I don't know what to do.

Jess?

Oh, what the fuck?

- The fuck's that? - Oh, shit!

- The fuck do we do? - Ugh.

I don't fuckin' know.

The fuck.

Shit, fuck, okay.

Oh, God.

Oh, okay. Okay.

You guys see Jess?

- Oh, my… oh… - Fuck.

Ugh.

- Zach, help me! - Fuck.

Jess!

Jess, is that you?

Zach!

Fuck.

Oh, my God!

Jess!

Jess, I'm coming!

What the…

Now what the fuck?

Oh, God!

Oh, my God!

Oh, my…

Now run, run! Fuck!

Run! Now!

Run! Let's go.

- Oh, shit! - Let's go.

- Britt, wait up. - Oh, my God, oh, my God!

Let's go!

- Run! - Fuck.

Come on!

Come on!

Yo, what the fuck was that?

I don't fuckin' know.

Run!

Shut up and run!

- Hey. - Help!

Fuck. Where are we?

Jess.

Hey, guys. Noah, stop!

I heard Jess!

What the fuck, dude? Why are we stopping?

- I heard Jess. - Oh, no, no, no, no, no.

I think I heard it too.

Wait, listen.

Oh, my God.

Let's go. Fuck.

Go.

Brittney!

Brittney!

Oh, my God.

This way.

Go, go, go.

Run!

Oh, my God.

Fuck.

Go, go, go, go!

What the fuck?

Hurry up.

- Run. - Ooh.

Run!

Zach, come on!

- Zach! - Yeah.

Zach, what the fuck are you doing?

Get up. Get up!

Oh, fuck.

Zach, run, run, Zach!

Run!

Jess?

Jess?

Jess!

Jess, babe.

Babe, are you okay?

Jess.

Jess.

Jess.

No.

I'm sorry.

Fuck you!

Help!

Hey! Hey!

Hey! Sir!

Sir, stop the truck!

Stop the truck!

Oh, jeez.

Oh, oh, thank…

What the fuck?

Sir, sir, we gotta get out. No, no, no, no.

We gotta to get out of here, sir.

- Oh, shit. - Son…

you got till the count of tres…

Fucking kidding me?

To get the hell outta my truck.

Sir, there is something out there.

We need to get the fuck outta here right now, okay?

- It killed… - One.

My friends. It killed my wife.

Please, sir. Please.

I'm not fucking around with you.

- Just… - Two.

Sir, sir, please, please.

I promise you I'm not…

I'm not lying.

Fuck this.

Oh, oh…

Come on.

Oh, fuck.

Oh, God.

Come on.

Please.

Please.

Oh, you've gotta be fucking kidding.

Shit.

Oh.

Fuck.

Oh, shit.

Oh!

Oh, fuck.

Oh, shit.

Oh.

Oh, oh.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!

Oh, shit. Oh, shit.

We are desperate to break out of the conditions…

of everyday life.

Hey, got it.

Whoo-hoo!

Roger.

When I was a kid, I never dreamt…

that you would see serious news reportage about UFOs…

or unexplained encounters, unknown tech.

Well, if there's a…

Look at that thing.

It's rotating.

Whenever I see a piece of footage…

my first response is to defer to analysts.

I am not someone who has the background or training…

to analyze footage.

I've never seen a real UFO video.

I think they're all fake, but I believe…

there could be a second layer to what…

we're about to watch today.

All the orb videos I've seen at this point…

they look exactly like this.

Thing flying never changes directions.

It's always in a straight line…

because it's being filmed from an airplane.

- I'm Sam. - I'm Niko.

We are from Corridor Digital, a YouTube channel.

We have this series, "Visual Effects Artists React…"

where we do a weekly breakdown of visual effects.

And it was, like, one moment in time when…

UFOs were big on the news.

And we figured, let's look at these…

and see if we can use our knowledge of visual effects…

to see if these videos have been doctored.

Oh, come on.

VFX.

Orb-like object.

There's a moment there where it…

looks like the classic, like, latex balloon.

If an alien video's mystery depends on me…

not being able to see it clearly…

then that deducts credibility from the video.

But there is an aesthetic to the nicely compressed…

hard-to-see video.

And it hits unlike anything else, in my opinion.

That's why everyone likes filming spooky things…

with VHS cameras.

Welcome to Doggy Dreamhouse…

the happiest place in all the land, if you're a dog.

Are you going out of town for a long weekend?

We've got you covered.

Did your little guy roll around in mud or excrement?

Well, no problem.

Just bring him in and we'll give your little stinker…

the first class spa treatment.

Has naughty behavior become an issue?

Well, if so, we're the place to be.

We specialize in all sorts of animal training.

You won't believe the changes we can make.

And this is Robert.

Say hello, Robert.

Robert is my baby.

Aren't you?

But here at Doggy Dreamhouse, we treat all dogs…

like they're our very own.

And for you helicopter fur parents…

each one of your precious babies…

will be outfitted with a little collar cam…

just like the one that Robert is wearing.

So you can keep tabs on all the trouble…

your little troublemakers are getting into…

and all the fun they'll be having.

So come on down to Doggy Dreamhouse…

and have a bark-tastic day.

Becky Baxter… been tracking her online for a few weeks now.

She runs her business out of her house.

Seems legit, except for these.

- What are those? - Jesus.

God.

Those are fucking mutilated dog corpses.

I'm sorry. What?

- Stop. That is… - Disgusting.

- Revolt… - What's the plan?

How are we gonna take this old lady down?

- Whoa, whoa, whoa. - Dude.

- Ageism. - Thank you.

Ageism.

The plan is that Stuart and Angela…

will pose as our couple wanting to board their dog.

Think he'll be able to pull off that role?

Shut up, dude. Come on, guys.

You're so immature.

- It's a little funny. - Can you be an adult for…

Can we focus here?

Stuart and Angela will be posing as our decoy couple.

My dog, Pickles, will be posing as their dog.

We're gonna be using the kennel cam, so make sure you get…

as much of the house as possible.

Will do. We're on it, boss.

Yep.

Oh, come on in.

Hey.

Oh, hi.

Hello.

You must be Tom and Sarah?

Hi.

Nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you too.

Oh.

And this must be Pickles.

Oh, aren't you the most precious creature…

I've ever seen in my whole life?

Well, let's get you out of that carrier.

That's okay.

I don't want him marking his territory in your home.

Oh, no, no, no. That's totally fine.

Let's let him stretch his little legs.

Seriously, he gets really bad separation anxiety…

- if Tom's not holding him… - Yeah.

- So… - Okay.

Well, suit yourself.

Come on in, folks.

This is it.

Nothing fancy, I know.

It's nice.

Looks fun.

Oh, it is.

And this little gentleman here is Robert.

Come here, Robert.

There you are.

Robert, this is Pickles.

Pickles, this is Robert.

Yes.

My sincerest hope is that you two will become…

the very best of friends.

Is something funny?

No.

Your dog is just… he's so cute.

Yeah.

He is, isn't he?

Yes.

And he has the most beautiful heart.

Yeah?

All right, down you go.

Okay.

Continuing with the tour, back here is our kitchen.

All of our meals are made right here by yours, truly.

All 100% healthy and organic and 150% delicious.

When you say "our meals," does anyone else live here?

Well, if I didn't know any better…

I'd think you were prying into my personal life.

No, I didn't.

You know, we…

I'm messing with you.

No, it's fine.

Pry all you want.

I've got nothin' to hide.

I live here all by my lonesome, not a suitor…

in sight.

No, I meant the meals are for us…

for Robert and me and any furry friends who…

happen to be staying with us.

Oh.

And who are these guys?

Oh, my sweet babies.

You know, they say that the hardest thing in life…

is when a parent has to bury her children.

And as far as I'm concerned, the same…

is true with fur children.

These are my fur babies.

They've crossed over the Rainbow Bridge.

Where's Gary?

Oh.

Gary was my most special boy, so I have something…

extra special planned for him.

You know, he was a Pomeranian…

but he had the heart of a pit bull.

He was so protective of his mommy.

No, he got a hold of this nasty little intruder…

and he sacrificed his life for me.

It's a long story, but let's just say he died a hero.

So you don't bury them?

Well, some, I do.

But it seems wrong, somehow, to put…

such precious things in the ground and let them disappear.

This is how I honor them.

By mutilating their bodies?

- Stop. - I'm sorry.

- Stuart. - It's barbaric.

Stop it.

It's okay.

He's entitled to his opinion.

I thought you said your name was Tom.

It is.

But she called you Stuart.

Yeah.

That's a pet name… middle name.

Oh.

Yeah, I'm not very partial to pet names.

No.

Now, if Pickles here were my dog…

I'd give him a more noble name, something with weight…

like Henry or Julius.

Yes, I like that name for you.

Oh, it's so much more regal.

And these are not regal quarters, are they?

No.

How rude of me.

I got so distracted by Julius here that I almost…

forgot to finish the tour.

How would you two like to see where the dogs are trained?

I bet you'd be very impressed by that.

We would like that, wouldn't we, Tom?

Yeah. Yeah, yeah.

And I'm sorry about what I said earlier.

- I just… - Oh, no, no.

I shouldn't have said that.

It's okay.

Water under the bridge.

Oh, come on.

Follow the leader.

Oh, and don't mind the mess.

You know, I like to think it gives the place character.

But as my mother used to say too much clutter…

is just clutter.

Jeez.

Ooh, Mr. Jumpy there.

Oh, that's just my brother, Bo.

- Don't mind him. - Hello.

Sorry for interrupting your…

You said you lived alone.

Oh.

Well, it feels like I do because Bo…

doesn't talk much these days, ever since the accident.

God, he used to be so annoying.

We would get in the craziest fights.

He'd be like… And I'd be like…

And we would just…

And now, he's as quiet as a church mouse…

not like these rowdy kids down here, huh, babies?

This is where we do all of our training.

Oh, and this is our grooming station…

or as Frederic here likes to call it, the panic room.

Ooh.

I'm kidding.

He's a good boy.

He's just a little stinker.

And over here is where we have our floor time.

It's just for playing and socializing.

So what's all this?

Oh, that's my little arts and crafts area.

It's how I keep all of my babies alive and in my heart.

What's back there?

Well, this is the time out corner.

It's where we keep the naughty boys and girls…

like the ones who sneak into people's personal spaces…

and ask rude questions, like you two, and like he did.

Help me.

No, no.

Stuart.

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

- Please. - No.

Bad dog.

Bark.

- No more. - Bark!

Please.

Louder!

There, there, Julius.

It's okay.

You're safe and sound now.

Yes.

Those nasty humans can't hurt you anymore.

Come here, baby.

Oh, what a good boy.

Okay, let's go.

Thank you for calling Doggy Dreamhouse…

where your doggies' dreams become reality.

Please leave a detailed message after the tone…

and have a bark-tastic day.

Yeah, I'm not sure anyone's getting these messages…

but again, this is Miles with Humans Against Animal Cruelty.

And I'm looking for two of our team members.

Please call me back at 555-0172…

as soon as you get this.

I really don't wanna have to get the police involved.

Thank you.

Okay.

So today has been an exciting day.

Bo was able to exhume sweet Cynthia and Marcus…

from the little cemetery out back…

here they are during better times.

And here is my little rascal, Abraham.

Oh, there he is.

I am so, so, so excited to…

show you the progress that Abraham is making.

He's almost back to his old, snarly self.

Yeah.

Bo loved Abraham.

Didn't you, Bo?

Yeah, they were like two peas in a pod.

But before we get to our soon-to-be graduate…

I just wanted to show you we have some really great…

pieces here for our new residents…

to help them transition perfectly.

Speak of the devil.

And he has been a little devil, haven't you?

Yeah, he's definitely the naughtier…

of our two new students.

Oh, now, Marcus, that's not how good boys ask for treats.

Please.

Please.

No.

"Please" is a word that humans use when they…

want to pretend to be nice.

Nice dogs are just nice.

Okay.

Okay.

Nap time for Marcus.

Good boy.

Okay.

And over here, we have Cynthia.

Cynthia, what do you say?

No.

More. Speak.

Good girl.

Good girl.

Someone deserves a good girl treat.

Here we go.

Give me your paw.

Good job.

Here you go.

Oh, don't worry.

The swelling will go down soon enough.

And then treat time will only be a good time.

You've just gotta adjust.

That's what I had to do when my husband passed.

You gotta adjust.

Bo, we need to get Marcus ready.

♪ There was a lady, had some dogs ♪

♪ And Becky was her name-o ♪

♪ Becky was her name-o ♪

♪ There was a lady, had some dogs, and Becky ♪

♪ C-K-Y, B-E-C ♪

Oh!

No.

Bad dog.

Bo, get the rag.

Okay, we're back.

And I am so excited to show you.

Marcus finally has a proper paw for shaking, if he ever learns…

to shake, which he'd better because Marcus was…

such a good little shaker boy.

And these here… these are the paw pads.

This is gonna make it so much more easy for him to walk…

around on his hands and feet.

And now that he's being a good little sleepy boy…

it's time to fix his snout.

Oh, and these chompers here are gonna be so useful for chewing…

his food and protecting his mommy…

once the swelling goes down.

And then we're gonna put on that cute little nose for all…

those little nose boops.

Boop.

So we're here at this psycho taxidermy lady's place.

We're gonna call the cops, but…

But the cops are just a bunch of corrupt fascists.

Dude, I got this.

Sorry.

Come on, let's do this.

Looks like your friends are here.

That was fucking epic.

Did you get that?

Humans are such entitled brutes…

just like you used to be.

Help, help, help.

No.

Bad dog, bad.

Bad.

Where's the third one?

Help!

Shoot.

Shoot, guys, I swear to God I just heard Angela.

Help!

Holy shit. That's her.

Help!

Hey, just keep filming.

Let's fucking go.

Huh, fuck.

What the fuck…

Here.

The fuck was that?

Stuart?

Shit.

Angela.

Oh, my God.

What the fuck? What the fuck?

I'm sorry.

We're closed today.

Who are you?

Well, I'm her new fur mommy.

And you're intruding.

Boys.

Fuck is that?

Gary.

Abraham.

Hi.

Mommy needs your help right now.

Oh, my God.

Sic 'em.

Oh.

Good boy, Gary.

Do you want a little treat?

Open up.

That's good.

Such a good boy.

Yeah.

Mama loves you.

Boop.

Oh.

In the 1950s, probably due to the Cold War…

the dominant public point of view was aliens as invaders…

which was brought to mass popularity in the 1930s…

by the great Orson Welles.

The verisimilitude was such that some people…

apparently believed it.

I mean, look, it's fun to be a little bit of a trickster.

We've done it ourselves.

The whole world thought it was real.

And Boston Dynamics got death threats because of us.

A piece of footage like this, even when it's exposed…

never dissuades the true believers.

Orson didn't intend to deceive.

He just intended to persuade.

Orson intended to make a drama that…

was so thrilling that you could momentarily forget…

what you were listening to.

And that fear response just came out of you.

That's what the best horror does.

The Mojave Desert has long been a known UFO hot-spot…

since long before the famed Mojave Incident of October 21…

1989, when nine glowing lights appeared in the sky and turned…

a couple's quiet weekend away into an unearthly nightmare…

as Elise and Tom Gifford…

Elise and Tom Gifford.

Elise and Tom Gifford.

As Elise and Tom Gifford were trapped in their camper van…

by nonhuman creatures.

It has also been a known UFO hot-spot since long…

before George Van Tassel…

fuck.

Since George Van Tassel, a writer…

aircraft, engineer, and ufologist built…

the Integratron 19 miles…

17 miles.

Built the Integratron 17 miles outside of Joshua Tree…

to harness otherworldly energies…

he swore, coursing through the area.

And just last week, lights reappeared…

in the California desert, reminding us we are not alone.

Fuck.

Okay.

You said you saw the lights.

I did.

They started there.

Then they moved there…

all perfectly spaced out, three of them.

And they kind of came and went very quick.

How long were you observing them?

Ten, 15 minutes at most.

What television station are you from again?

This is a documentary.

I'm not affiliated with a news station.

I thought you told me you were a reporter.

I also saw the lights that way.

There were, like, six bright lights up in the sky.

Little one broke off, landed somewhere back there.

I rode out, tracked it down, saw a bunch of, like…

little alien footprints.

Got a buddy over there, Bubba.

Bubba Quails.

He's, like, one of those survivalist type.

He said they were out there gathering animals.

What kind of animals?

We got all sorts of fuckin' animals out here.

We got squirrels.

We got iguanas, tortoises, spiders, you name it.

Your friend saw this, like, for real?

In a vision.

Like, he saw it visually?

Nah, like one of those vision quests.

You know, the spiritual visions.

She says that it started with two lights…

and then it became six.

And then they all flew away except for one.

They make no sound at all.

They came into my room.

Wait.

Who came into your room?

The shadow people.

They tried to take Buttons.

What's Buttons?

My hamster.

So they didn't take Buttons?

No, I told them not to, so they didn't.

And then they sang me a song.

Using the eyewitness testimony…

and the initial reporting in the desert news, which…

I can't believe this hasn't already…

gone national, considering there were…

over 20 eyewitness reports.

I have met myself six campsites for the week…

under the path of the lights.

When we talk about extraterrestrial life…

visiting Earth, we must first consider…

the distance that they would have to travel.

Let's say that they come from Proxima Centauri…

the closest possible star…

basically our neighbor in the galaxy.

They are a measly four light-years away.

So how do they get here?

And what happens when you travel near the speed of light?

Because of course, by all conventional means…

you can't travel at the actual speed of light.

That's why physicists get so excited about things…

like wormholes and warp speed.

But let's say that you can instantly accelerate to 99.9%…

the speed of light and instantly…

decelerate without destroying your ship…

or dying in the process.

Everyone on Earth will have experienced about four years…

but for you, that trip is only two weeks.

Now, let's say you're a little bit further away… still…

really close to us, but just, like…

a little bit further away.

That would be Andromeda.

So you will experience a trip of about 28 years…

but everyone on Earth will have aged 2.5 million years.

It's no small feat.

Oh, shit, oh, shit, oh, shit, oh, shit, oh, shit.

Oh, shit. Oh, my God. Did I get it?

Um, okay, I'm gonna rewind and see if I got it.

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

♪ Happy Birthday ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

So I didn't get it.

Maybe some lights.

Could have been an airplane.

And I guess I taped over some shit…

that I didn't exactly intend to.

Go ahead, Steven.

Reason fuckin' 85 on why Haley's a shitty mother.

There'll be other birthdays.

Okay.

There are these floating lights.

They've been flickering on and off.

And there are, like, six of them.

I don't know how to explain it.

I'm gonna try something.

This camera has an infrared sensor.

And I'm gonna see if maybe we can catch…

a little more light with it.

Okay, here we go.

Oh, my God.

That's incredible.

Oh, completely gone.

Oh.

I'm gonna try to follow.

Suck it, Steve.

Suck it, Stanford.

Following the lights in the sky.

We did it, baby.

Fuck yeah.

Okay.

I think this is where it came down.

And I'm not getting anything in IR…

so let's try visible light.

Okay.

There's something over there.

Am I seeing…

I think I'm seeing a light in the distance.

Doesn't seem to be moving with me.

It's just right over there.

I can… I don't see anything else.

It's just that.

There it is.

Yeah.

You see that?

Huh, look at that.

Okay.

I'm gonna get a little closer.

Okay.

Flickers on and off.

It's my light.

There's something.

I'm just gonna…

there's some footprints, maybe.

They're leading away from this.

It's very big.

It's reflective.

See?

It's reflecting my light.

And is it a spaceship?

I don't know.

Getting a little closer in.

Oh, my God.

I'm trying to get a sense of how big this thing is.

And I can't.

Oh, God.

That's me.

Yeah.

The ship's reflecting me.

Okay.

There're some noises maybe off in the distance.

But it doesn't look like anybody's home.

Oh, God.

How am I gonna do this?

Okay.

All right.

Yeah.

Here we go.

Looks like it's made out of, like… it's like a skin.

It's something on the walls.

Maybe some kind of…

I don't know.

It looks organic.

Not seeing any seats or controls anywhere.

Oh.

God.

And the floor is, like, a little bit squishy.

I don't know what I'm looking at here.

Maybe it's like an exoskeleton.

And there's, like… it looks like dental floss…

on the whole thing.

Obviously, it's not dental floss…

but strings of something all over the walls.

And there's patterns or something here.

Oh, wow.

That's the darkest thing I've ever seen.

Ugh.

Ugh.

Some kind of membrane or something.

Huh.

It's, like, a little bit wet.

Huh.

Smells like… I don't know… nothing.

Gonna touch one of these…

see what happens.

Oh, I barely even touched it.

Holy hell.

That's sharp.

Oh, what is that?

Oh, no.

Oh, no, no, no, no.

Oh, shit. Oh, shit.

Ow, ow, ow.

Oh, it healed my cut.

Holy shit.

I'm guessing we just saw the future first aid.

I mean, they just saw the injury and responded to it…

little microscopic nanotechnology.

Huh.

Those filaments are a remarkable material.

I mean, it was… it cut through me like butter…

but I guess if you had a skin that was more…

say, dense, for example… oh, fuck.

Oh, no.

So I turned my camera light off.

Let me turn IR back on.

I can't see any of that…

look through the camera.

Whatever it is, that pod is glowing.

Oh.

Oh.

Okay.

He went in there, and it's closed.

I think it's sleeping.

There's, like, some kind of pattern on the walls here.

I'm gonna see if I can get this open.

Ow.

Wow. Wow.

It's beautiful.

Okay, this way now.

They've got animals in here.

Was that… it's like an octopus.

There we've got a spider.

Oh.

I guess they don't have a formula for humans…

some sort of lizard or bird, maybe.

And it looks like this is filling with some kind…

of goo that's causing stasis.

I mean, it must be for a long-distance travel…

to keep them safe.

28 years to Andromeda is a long time.

The lights just started pulsate.

I think it's probably time I gotta get out of here.

Oh, fuck.

Where's the door?

Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Oh, God.

No.

Where the fuck did it go? No, no, no.

It was right here. It was right here.

Oh, fuck, oh, fuck, oh, fuck.

Oh, fuck.

This looks like some kind of a countdown.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Please, please, please, please, please, no.

I think they did the best they could on my arm.

It looks like that was just the initial push into orbit.

The force was incredible.

That's probably why the animals and the pilots…

they need constant stasis.

I mean, I've never felt anything like it.

The technology that you need to go into hyperspeed…

I mean, it must be incredible.

I think you need shielding and life support…

just for the heat and the radiation alone.

I mean…

It's, uh…

Please, no more.

What really fascinates me about this stuff…

is what people believe.

The big mystery, of course, is…

what happened to the eldest son?

He vanished.

The property was left vacant and abandoned.

So everything was sold.

The house was turned into a museum…

jointly managed by different city and provincial agencies.

Those videotapes probably were…

collected with all the assets and sold at an auction.

In borderline or controversial questions…

every piece of evidence is going…

to function almost like a mirror…

for the individual himself.

Whenever you're ready.

Like any other piece of evidence…

the rejectionists are going to say, gee, great makeup job.

And the believers are gonna say, case closed.

- Ren. - There he is.

- What's up? - All right.

Hey.

It's a humanoid form.

He's pulling something out of the eldest son.

Those are alien eggs, maybe.

Oh, it looks like he's got the camera.

Now, this is a probe lens, right?

It's grotesque.

Okay.

Real or not, I am very uncomfortable.

That is really gross.

This has to be analyzed, verified.

Now the real work has to begin.

Subtitled by OUTRAGE

♪ Want to kill you ♪

♪ Put your hands up ♪

♪ It's all right then I know ♪

♪ The distance is too great to measure ♪

♪ I go ♪

♪ Whoa ♪

♪ To something low ♪

♪ Whoa ♪

♪ A chain around the neck ♪

♪ Whoa ♪

♪ Back to the restless ♪

♪ Slowly souls forced to disconnect ♪

♪ Some night, some day ♪

♪ Who do I have to kill ♪

♪ To keep this all forever ♪

♪ Kill me, kill me ♪

♪ All my love and wealth ♪

♪ Through the blackened never ♪

♪ Darkest days end ♪

♪ Circle seven, I know ♪

♪ The bleeding branches are too dark and overgrown ♪

♪ Whoa ♪

♪ Too soaked in blood ♪

♪ A chain around the neck ♪

♪ Whoa ♪

♪ Hanging by a limb in the garden ♪

♪ Hope is forced to neglect ♪

♪ Some night, some day ♪

♪ Who do I have to kill ♪

♪ To keep this all forever ♪

♪ Kill me, kill me ♪

♪ All my love and wealth ♪

♪ Through the blackened never ♪

♪ You get beyond ♪

♪ Go ♪

♪ Tell me, tell me who am I to kill ♪

♪ Tell me, tell me ♪

♪ To keep this all forever ♪

♪ Through the blackened never ♪

♪ I can't be blamed ♪

♪ I am a goddess ♪

♪ Super fiery ♪

♪ And so untamed ♪

♪ I can't be blamed ♪

♪ I am a goddess ♪

♪ Super fiery ♪

♪ And so untamed ♪

♪ I can't be blamed ♪

♪ I am a goddess ♪

♪ Super fiery ♪

♪ And so untamed ♪