All language subtitles for Resident.Alien.S04E01

- Previously
on "Resident Alien."

I adopted the alien
tracker's son, Robert.

Son!

- It's the greys.

They're planning
on taking over the earth.

- I have devised
a plan of my own.

I am building a bomb that can
destroy the greys' spaceship.

- You hit him going 50 miles
per hour, and now he's gone.

Joseph is an alien.

- They are going
to take me again.

And when they do,
I'm going to fight.

And I'm not going to stop
until we get our baby back.

- Where is my son?

- What... what are
you doing here?

- We came to blow up the ship.

- What kind of alien was
in that jail cell, anyway?

- It's a Mantid.
They're shapeshifters.

- Holy shit.
They took my baby.

There she is.

- Bridget and I have
to find that bomb.

I will find D'arcy too.
I promise.

- Harry!
- You have to get to safety.

- There's nothing down there
for me.

My father's gone. Go.

- You're holding a baby.
- Long story.

At least we made
it off the ship.

- Except it's not a ship.
- Oh, my god.

- Max has something
to say to you.

- This is some bullshit!

Asta's friend.

Red? What's her name?

Uh, Marcy!

Dar... by.

Dar... uh...

Darby.

Darby!

Darby.

- Harry.

Pizza Joe?

What are you doing
on a grey alien spaceship?

- I've been abducted by aliens.
You have to get me out of here.

I also have this pizza
and no one to give it to.

- How do I know that you are not

that shape-shifting Mantid alien

tricking me into thinking that
you are my regular pizza guy?

- I am a man of my word.

I also have a coupon for you
for half off your next pizza.

- Son of a bitch.

There's a 30% chance
that he's lying,

but I think it's worth it.

Be quiet, Bridget.
I said I think it's worth it.

- Thank you for saving me.
- Uh-huh.

Where's the pizza?

No!

- You are a...

You are a...

You're a dickhead.

- Could you hurry up
with that drawing?

I need fresh wall art
for my cell!

- I will take my time, thanks.

And if you don't like it,
you shouldn't have

let that Mantid
trick you into that cell.

It is not my fault!

The fake pizza that
the Mantid had was pepperoni.

It does not matter.

The Mantid thinks he can take
over my life in Patience.

Ha, ha, ha.

There's only one
Harry vanderspeigle.

No one will believe that
the Mantid is really me.

- Hi, Dr. Vanderspeigle.

- Morning, Dr. V.

You know,
those things can kill you.

- Oh, I'm so scared.

- Oh,
there's Dr. Vanderspeigle.

Hey.
- Hi, Harry.

- What?

- You, uh, looking forward

to our therapy session
later today?

- I'd rather eat a human head.

Hmm.

Both: Oh.

Jokester.

Oh, god!

- Oh.

- Decide to come to work today?

- Decide to wash your hair
today?

- Be nice.

Ms. Lofgren's inside
waiting for you.

She's in for her mammogram.

- Must be titty Tuesday.

Harry.

- Isn't it Thursday?

- Yeah, it's Thursday.

- In prison,
your world is very small.

It is made difficult
by how little you have,

and worse by what you
do not have at all.

Prison is a concept
that many beings

in the universe
do not bother with.

If you do not want someone in
your way, you just kill them.

There is kindness in murder.

- Forgetting something?

- Oh, yeah.

I should not have
to pay you for this.

You should want
to decorate the prison cell

of your father and your brother.

- You're not my father

and that little thing
is not my brother.

- Do not disrespect Bridget!

He is the reason
you have that food.

My little baby is the boss
of the prison yard economy.

My sweet baby has
gotten so hard.

Did you know he has
a bitch named Maurice?

- Proud you must be.

- I am proud of my baby.

But it is not enough.
I miss my life.

I miss my friend.

Oh, shit.

- Mm?
- You slept over.

You weren't supposed
to sleep over.

D'arcy is out there.

Hey.

Good morning.

Oh, hey there.

- Aren't you supposed
to be at work?

I overslept.

What time is it?
God, it's late.

Uh, I, uh... I was up all night.

- Ah.

- Looking at some medical files.

But I can't tell you what
because...

Hipaa.

You know, the health insurance

portability
and accountability act.

It's really important, you know?

Are you heading out soon?

- You know the CIA has

six different markers
on how to detect a liar?

I'm actually proficient
in all six,

but I don't need any of them
because you have hook-up hair.

- Hey.

I like her hooker hair.

- Wow.
- Oh, god.

- Ken doll jump scare. Ok.

I'm going to need you
to put your clothes on.

And I thought you were done
with all this.

- Ok, well,
I had a big glass of wine,

and he has a cute, dumb face.

- I'll just show myself out.

Oh, oh.

Aw.

The cutest of the cutest ones
is here.

Who slept through the night?

- I did.

- Cool. Keep moving.

Ok, it's nice that
she's comfortable here,

but you know, it...
It might not be the best thing.

- Well, yeah.

She should be with Ben and Kate.

- You know you can't do that.

- Yeah, with Kate
being abducted,

we just can't risk it.

- She's right.

When the greys come
to get Kate again,

they'll just
take that baby with them.

Can't let that baby
anywhere near that house.

- I know that, ok?

And don't be talking like
you're not one of the bad guys.

- I don't work
for the greys anymore.

But I do know how they operate.

The whole baby stealing thing
is their bread and butter.

Sure, there were some layoffs
after the Yellowstone disaster,

but not
the baby stealing division.

Those jobs are safe.

I got a friend who works
in day abductions.

Just bought a house and a pool.

- Ok, you're getting closer
to the door,

but it's not opening and
you're not going through it.

- See you later?

- I don't think so.
- Ok. Call me.

- No.
- Talk to you soon.

- Please go.

- As much as I hate to admit it,

I'm kind of glad
you're getting some.

- If only he wasn't half alien.

- Oh, I've done worse.

- Here comes suspect one,
code name Joseph.

- That's not a code name.
That's just his name.

- Yeah, that's the code.

Suspect two, code name asta.

The double agent is
still in the house.

- Let me see those.

- That's a negative.

Only team leader gets the binos.

- Hey, I saved your life
from that Mantid.

I'm the one who told
him you screamed

because you stepped on a bee.

So if it wasn't for me, he
would have eaten code name Max.

- Shh!

Don't use code names so loud.

You'll blow my cover.

It's just so hard.

Daisy should be at home
with her family.

Daisy?

- Yeah.
Doesn't she look like a Daisy?

Just like a pretty
little flower.

- Ok.

Maybe instead of naming her
and bonding,

we should find
somewhere she's safer.

And not five minutes away
from Ben and Kate's house.

No.

There's nowhere she's going
to be safer than here with me.

And we just have to keep
this little snookums

away from the grey aliens.

And if we can do that,

then we have nothing else
to worry about.

- Memory is cruel.
Humans are annoying,

but when you believe
you will never see them again,

you begin to remember
only the good things.

Now I am beginning to miss
people I do not even like.

It is not right. Ugh.

Mayor snowflake should
look adorably less intelligent.

And the horse-maned one
should be sadder

because the greys
stole her baby.

She's probably so depressed she
can not even get out of bed.

- Hey, hon, uh, some good news.

Uh, do you remember Mrs. Brown,

the... the woman who...
Who sued the town

when she got bit by the...
The snapping turtle?

- You mean the woman who
got what she deserved

for going barefoot
in salt marsh pond?

- Oh, I like the attitude.

It's very... sexy.

Yeah, so I went through
the clerk's call logs

and I saw that she reported

some mysterious being in her
yard a couple of months ago.

- Mm.
- So I'm talking to her today.

- Huh. Cool.

Maybe a raccoon took our baby.

- Hon, I... I know
that you're frustrated,

but if we want
to get our baby back,

we have to follow all leads.

Does that dummy look like me?

- What?

- I mean, did it...
Did it always?

Did you...
Did you do something to it?

- No. Came like that.

Ok? It's not you.

And I'm going to get her back,
all right?

I've been training.

I'm ready for anything.

If and when they take me again,
they are getting killer Kate.

- Ouch.

Almost felt that one.

But hey, yeah, don't...
Don't worry.

The aliens will abduct you soon.

You just...
You have to stay positive.

Thanks, sweetie.

Mm.

- Hi.

- Oh, hey, deputy.

You want the rest of my bagel?

I already got six sesame seeds
stuck in my teeth

and I'm low on floss.

- I know
you're on extended leave,

but I can't get a new uniform
unless you sign for it.

This one doesn't fit me anymore.

- Looks fine to me.

- So you notice
nothing different about me?

- Yes, as a matter of fact,
I do.

You come in here
and bother me a lot.

You didn't used to do that.

- Because you used
to come to work.

- Might I remind you
that I'm on medical leave

since I started hallucinating?

- You didn't hallucinate.

You really saw an alien.

- I thought I saw an alien.

And I thought I put it in a bag.

You saw the bag.
It was empty.

I imagined the whole thing.

It was, uh, the poisoning
from that radiation leak.

You saw those government trucks.

They came in and closed down
the whole area.

They said anybody exposed
could have hallucinations.

- There was no radiation leak.

They just say that.
It was a cover-up.

- I was hallucinating.

How am I gonna do my job
if I don't know what's real?

Hmm?

Damn.

Are you real?

- Ow.

- You pass.

This time.

- Amazing.

Hi, Ben.

What do you think
about my uniform?

Hmm?

- Looks great.

- Close call.
- Yeah, I know.

You almost said she looks great.

- Right?

You know, I feel bad not saying
anything, but what can I do?

- If you say she looks great,
which she always does,

it means she didn't
look great before.

- Can't touch it.
- No.

Life's a giant booby trap
in the middle of a minefield.

So...

How've you been?

I know you've been
going through some stuff,

doing some therapy
with Dr. Vanderspeigle.

- Yeah, I'm ok.
Thanks for asking.

- That's what friends are for.

- Mm.

- Also, I noticed that you saw
him three times last week

and the town health plan only
covers two therapy sessions,

so that one...

Is going to be out of pocket.

- You are the grinch.

- But the grinch only comes
at Christmas, so can't be.

- The hell does the grinch do
the rest of the year?

- Maybe sometimes,
the good in humans

is hard to notice when
you are next to them,

like staring at a distant star.

You cannot see it when
you look directly at it.

Sheriff Mike was
a good adversary, fair,

and always smelled like
a campfire.

Hey, you are not
the normal food guy.

- Budget cuts.
He was laid off.

I can't believe I'm meeting
someone who lives on earth.

Big fan.

- I'm from earth.
- Shut your moon-hole, moonie!

We took him before he was born.
He doesn't count.

Time to eat, Bridget.

- My name is Bruce.

I picked it myself

after earth's number one
movie star, Bruce dern.

You are so lucky.

I would do literally anything
to go to earth.

- Hmm.

- Can I call you Harry?

No, that's too much.

We'll work up to that.

I'm going to go now
before I say something stupid.

- This is incredible.

That alien wants to go to earth.

- I don't blame him.
I would like to go there, too.

- And he said he will
do anything to get there.

- So would I.

- Harry,
that grey alien just said

he'll do anything
to go to earth.

And he has the keys to our cell.

- Yeah, I'm not...
I'm not following you.

Hold on.
I've got an idea.

What if we get that grey
to help us get out of here?

- You're a genius.
- Try and keep up.

- He drew this one
just as I described,

but there is something
in the deputy's eyes

I do not remember seeing before.

Is it strength?

Hmm.

Maybe when beings
know each other for a while,

they can't help but
see more good in them.

Or maybe this lip balm
is just fermenting.

- Liv.

My god.
You came back.

I thought you forgot about me.

- You know I would
never do that.

Just took me a while to
get the exact ingredients

to make...

Your favorite fried chicken.

I had to go to six
different stores.

This smells delicious.

Wow.

Mmm, mmm.

Mmm.

Oh, I wish I had a stomach.

- That never gets easier
to watch.

I still haven't
found anything online

about how to put together
a robot man,

but I did find instructions

for a Chinese robot dog.

And maybe we can make
the legs hinge the other way.

- Oh, thanks again, Liv.

- Mm.
- For everything.

You've been a good friend.

I remember that
first day when my...

When my legs failed.

I thought I was done for.

- I should be thanking you.

Hiking up and down the mountain
a couple of times a day

has been great exercise.

I just wish that
I could find out more

about what happened to you.

And where the bullets came from
that hit your legs.

- I'm sorry. I can't.

Anything I tell you
could put you in danger.

And I don't want to do that,
especially to you.

I just want to get better
so I can go and find my son.

Yeah.

Ah, that hit the spot.

- Well, thank you
for coming in, Mrs. Brown.

I just wanted to follow up
on some old call logs.

So last October,

says here that you reported
a loud being.

In your backyard.

How... how would you describe
this being?

Large, small?

Was it... was it humanoid?

- I never said loud being.

I said someone was
being loud in my backyard.

- What are you covering up,
Mrs. Brown?

Nothing.

- You're only making
this harder on yourself.

- It turns out it was my cousin
going through my empties.

She's a drunk.

- You know, i'm... i'm...

I'm throwing you
a safety line here,

and you're just
throwing it right back.

And I got news for you.

You can't swim
in those stupid hippie shoes.

I think...

Maybe you'll feel
more comfortable...

If we have a little privacy.

- Actually,
I feel less comfortable.

- It's just us now, Mrs. Brown.

You're safe with me.

- Why is your fly open?

- No.
Uh... accident.

Broken zipper.

Uh, you can go.

- I always knew
I would like the earth.

It's difficult these days

to find a planet
we have not infiltrated.

This is, as the earthlings
say, a blank slate.

I can find a mate
and have offspring

without any fear of another
Mantid getting in the way.

Mm.

Looking good.

Oh.

I know.

Whoa... oh.

- Plus, human jaws
aren't strong enough

for my mate to bite my head off.

Yes, sir.

I like it here a lot.

- Oh, hey.
How are you feeling today?

- Pretty sexy, actually.

- Uh, cool.

Look, I know you're still upset
about Bridget.

Um, it wouldn't hurt
to talk to someone.

There's a therapist in braddock
who's supposed to be good.

I put her name on your desk.

- Mm, perhaps she has
the bone structure

to contain a giant egg sac
holding 300 Mantid nymphs.

I will give her a call.

- Good.

I think it's healthy
to talk to someone.

You know, to be honest,
I don't know,

I'm not 100% sure how
I've been feeling these days.

Ever since I was in space,
I feel like i'm...

Not really here.

- I want to work.

I should be working.

I don't want to be sitting here
in therapy every week.

I mean, I'm the last bastion

of civility and grace
in this town,

not to mention power
and good looks.

But I can't be sheriff
if I can't trust my brain.

And I thought I saw an alien
with my own eyes.

- Yes, but obviously,
aliens do not exist.

- Exactly.

See, a man just can't go around
believing in just anything.

There's got to be boundaries.

The world is black and white,
right?

It's like...
It's like night and day.

Salt and pepper.

You and me.

- And I am the white one.

- Very much so.

Black and white, doc.
There is no gray.

I'm sorry.
I thought you told a joke.

- That radiation poisoning,
that's what it's got to be.

- Mmm,
his head looks so delicious.

It would be easy just
to lean over

and nibble it
off that juicy neck.

But I would draw
too much attention

and I'd have to switch
to another body.

And I like living
in Harry's cabin.

He has a great barbecue and
a kickass view of the lake.

Maybe next time
I go to Jessup for a head,

I'll take it home
and grill it up.

- You see what I'm saying?

- Of course.

But the most, uh,
important thing to remember

is that aliens are not real.

Have you ever
grilled with fennel?

- Hmm?

Here we go.

- Where did you go?

- I was applying
for Santa's job.

He's not going to live
on that diet forever.

- We talked about this.

You're not supposed
to take the baby out.

What if you see
someone you know?

- Oh, what, this baby?

It's my cousin's kid.

She had to go to Michigan
for a work opportunity.

It's really sad.

Her husband, Brad, died
just after the baby was born.

Hemophagocytic
lymphohistiocytosis.

- Mm.

- Yeah, I know, it's a mouthful.

It's just really sad.

Trying to do everything
I can to help out.

Oh.

So who is that?

Oh, that's her.

Hey.

Sher-sher.

Yeah, she's fine.

One sec.

She has to hear Colette cooing
on the hour or else freaks out.

- Well, if you memorized
lymphohistiocytosis,

then how could
anything go wrong?

- Look, I know none
of this is perfect.

The truth is

we don't know what's going on
at Ben and Kate's house.

What we need...

- Oh.
- Is...

Information.

- Wait.
Is that Ben's living room?

- Yeah.

The outdoor cameras I set up

weren't catching
any alien activity,

so I invited myself for dinner
and set up indoor cameras.

- Indoor cameras?

Cool, so we went from pretty
illegal to really illegal.

- I mean...
- Yeah.

He is the mayor...

So he's part of the government,
which means...

They've been spying on us
for years.

All right.

The greys show up looking
for her, we'll see them.

Plus, it has 24-hour
continuous recording,

so we don't have to sit here
and watch all day.

Which I do not recommend.

Because after work,
Ben likes to come home

and take the lint out
of his toes.

Oh, yes.

- 59 cried to save one?

- Isn't it cute?

- But we're not too attached
to the baby?

- No.

- No, we are not.
- Mm-hmm.

And you mean Daisy.

- Is it possible that
there are some humans

I actually cared about
even when I was on earth?

Human connection is powerful.

Maybe some humans are
so afraid of it,

they pretend it isn't happening.

Her hair should be red,

but not a red you find
in nature, only in toys.

- Shh. Bruce is coming.

Just talk about
how amazing earth is.

- Hello, Harry.

Moonie.

Harry, I brought you
very special cookies.

We abducted an entire
girl scout troop last night

just for these.

- Thank you.

- Harry's been so busy

talking about earth,

he doesn't have time
to eat cookies.

- Oh, no, I have time.

- Earth?
I want to hear everything.

- Go ahead, Harry.

Tell Bruce how amazing earth is.

- I do not like these.

Bridget, would you
like to have a cookie?

- I would do anything
to visit earth.

It has been my dream
my whole life.

- Bruce, I have an idea.

If you let us out of here,
maybe Harry would... would...

Would bring you
to earth with us.

- Really?
Oh, I couldn't impose.

The last thing I want to do
is step on Harry's toes.

- Harry, he is leaving.

- Oh!

Well...

Bruce, um, if you
let us out of here,

we will take you
to earth with us.

- Don't lie to a grey.
We can tell.

Ok, I can't tell.

Are you lying?

- I'm serious.

- Hot diggity!

Is that right?

Remember,
if any of my expressions

are outdated, please tell me.

- That one is 100% fresh.

- Can we get to the escape
ships without anyone seeing us?

- Don't worry.
The guards are on strike.

- Oh!
- Power to the people.

Stick it to the man.

The... the grey man.

The grey people.

Yeah, we should go.

- Happy spring, ladies.

Better iron those summer skirts.

Warm weather
is right around the corner.

And I'm not saying
that only women have to iron.

You know, men can iron too.

Everyone is the same.

Anyone can do anything.

Hon, hon, are you, uh, are you
still getting your hair done?

Will you sit tight?

I have eyes on Joseph.

Yes, the... the alien Joseph.

Damn it.

- I think it's him.

Yes, it's him.

Uh, suspect wearing
a black jacket

with a red umbrella
holding flowers.

He is currently
directly on my six,

and the situation
is still unfolding,

but it is very dangerous.

So for right now, just stay...

In the salon.

Where's my baby?

- Get off of me!

- Oh, my god, I... I thought
you were someone else.

- Oh, wait, wait.

She might be a shapeshifter.

I read about them.

That's why she has the umbrella
and the... the flowers.

- A nice, handsome man
gave them to me.

- Oh.

- It's not illegal
to be kind now, is it?

- I'm so sorry.

- You'll be hearing
from my attorney.

- Really sorry, again.

- It's ok.

She was probably
going to sue me anyway.

- We're almost at the cabin.
Time to get ready.

- I'm ready.

Wait, what is that?

- I made it myself.

Made entirely
of natural ingredients.

It delivers one gallon
of Mantid spray in one minute.

Manticide.
Patent pending.

- But i'm the alien tracker.

I'm the one that's supposed
to have the weapons.

- Well, you don't.

Harry took your taser, remember?

- Do you have one
of those for me?

- No.

I assumed
we were both developing

advanced anti-alien
biological weaponry

that is both highly effective

and has zero impact on humans
and the water table.

- I'm gonna sharpen this stick.

- Don't scream.
- Jesus!

You scared me.

I am here to
give you important information.

- By hiding in my car
with a Richard Nixon mask on?

I almost shot you.

And also almost peed myself.

One of those still might happen.

Joseph
the alien is back in town.

- What?
Did you see him?

- Face forward.
- You don't ask the questions.

I ask the questions.

Fine.

Go ahead.

Go ahead what?

- Ask a question.

I don't have a question.

I'm just telling you
that Joseph is here.

I saw him myself.

It is your job as
town constable to arrest him.

- Do you think constable
is the word they used

for police during the 1970s?

I said
you don't ask the questions.

You can use any resource
you need to pursue this person.

- Well, the mayor has
to sign off on that.

The mayor
can't be involved in this.

You're simply using
your discretionary budget

to investigate a tip
from an anonymous citizen.

This meeting...

Is over.

Please turn off the child lock.

- What a ding-dong.

- Yeah, her husband, Brad,

passed away right before
the baby was born.

Hemophagocytic
lymphohistiocytosis.

I know, it's a mouthful.

- You should really
not let the baby's feet

point out like that.

If they grow that way,

she might turn out
to be like a ballet dancer.

- What's wrong with ballet?

- It's just, like, so, like.

You know?

- Yeah.

- We've got a problem.

Joseph is back in town.

- Joseph Joseph?

- Yeah.

Yeah, look, I know you're
going through some things,

but you have
to come back to work.

I... I need your help
to track him down.

- Joseph ain't
my problem anymore.

Hell, as far as I know,
he don't even exist.

I hallucinated him too.

And why are you
wearing civilian clothes?

- That's all you have
to say to me?

The town needs you.

I need you.

Joseph almost killed us,

and you didn't hallucinate
anything.

You saw an alien.

You know Joseph is an alien.

Accept it and get over it

and come back
so we can figure things out.

And you want to know why

I am wearing civilian clothes
at work?

Because I refuse to wear
a uniform that's too big for me

just 'cause my boss
is too blind to see

what's right in front of him.

Oh, come on.

Hey.

- Hello, Mr. President.

- I'm not even going to ask.

- Oh, shit.

Jude, I need your help
with something.

- 10-4. I'm on it.
What do you need?

Blood?

They won't take mine
in the clinic,

so I have plenty extra.

- No, come on.

What?

- I need you
to take her out back.

Don't let anybody see you.

- Yes. Affirmative.
I'm on it, stat.

- Yep, yep, yep, yep, yep.

- Go, go, go.
Go.

Oh, oh, oh. Ok.

Do you want me
to breastfeed her?

Probably not, right?

- No.
- Ok.

- Wait. Could you?

- How do you think
Kevin gets such smooth skin?

- Uh... oh, dude. Just...

- Ok. I got it, I got it.

- Well, hello,
my two favorite people.

Both: Hey.

- Hey. Need a drink?
I sure as hell do.

Mm.

Heck yeah.
What can I get ya?

- Ooh.

I don't mean to bug you.

Or bugger you.

Baby got thorax.

Oh, you are no lady.

- Harry?

- Huh?

- Hi.

- Asta, my friend.

How are you?

- I was worried maybe
I shouldn't just show up.

Uh, I brought pizza.

I feel like it's been so long

since we've had a chance
to really hang out.

- I was going to avoid
mating with a local human,

but she is clearly
attracted to me.

This would speed up
my hunt for a mate.

I'm not hungry right now.

Even though your head
looks delicious.

- Oh. Not even for pizza?

Ok, then.

Let's just sit and catch up.

Hmm.
This is nice.

I was trying to give you space

because I know you're still
dealing with losing Bridget.

Can only imagine
how hard that is.

You know, I think
I need to talk to someone.

I'm feeling a little lost.

- Oh.

- Just we were on that ship...

In space.

And... and the moon was not
the moon, but it is the moon.

And so every time
I look at the moon now,

I can't look at the moon
the same way.

I left a little part
of myself up there.

Something just...

Does that...

Oh.

- Oh.
No, thank you.

Mm-mm.
- Ok.

Oh, god.

Should you be smoking so much?

Uh, I... I know you're upset
about Bridget,

but you are supposed
to be a doctor, remember?

People have already
complained about you

touching the white parts
of their band-aids.

- You are showing affection
for me.

- Well, yeah.

You know, you're one
of my closest friends.

You know I love you.

- Mm, ah...

Mm.

- What are you doing?

Oh, god, do I smell?

- You are ovulating.

Let's mate.

- Uh, uh...

Oh, no, oh, god.

Ok, wow.

Time flies.
I... I gotta go.

Gotta go to work.

This has been a lot of fun.
Bye.

Oh!

What are you doing here?

Also, what the hell is
going on with Harry?

- Oh, hello, asta.

Or should I say
the alien sympathizer?

- What are you talking about?

- We know you're
working for the Mantid.

- The who?

- She said the Mantid.

Too bad, asta.

Now I'm going to have
to kill you too.

- Ok, maybe she's not
working for the Mantid?

- If you try grabbing that
and if you try to escape,

I will have to kill you
before I eat you.

And I'd rather eat you alive.

Humans go bad so quickly.

- Don't you dare touch them.

And what the hell have
you done with Harry?

- Don't worry about Harry.

Harry is very far away.

And after I eat you three,

no one else will ever have any
idea that I'm not really him.

This is some bullshit.

- Go ahead, eat us.

Mantids only eat heads.

They'll find our bodies
and know you did it.

- Correction.

Mantids can eat bodies.

We just prefer the heads.
It's the best part.

It's like eating off
the top of a cupcake.

- I like the bottom of the
cupcake more than the top.

Is that weird?

- Harry?

- Dun-dun!

- You escaped?
I'm impressed.

- Because I am smarter than you
and I'm stronger than you

and son of a bitch!

Is that pepperoni?

- Why did you call
that guy Harry?

- Because he's Harry.

- No, he's not.
He's just a guy.

I'm tempted to kill you
in my human form.

But alien to alien,
this will be much more fun.

I'm gonna need a minute.

Bridget!

Kill that sumbitch.

Ah!

Disappointed.

Why don't you take a rest?

I got this.

Hyah!

- Harry, did you lose
your alien powers?

- No!

I'm a little bit jet-lagged.

- I guess I'll be eating
all four of you then.

I'm going to need
some more ketchup.

- Try to catch up to this, bug.

- Run!

- Asta, you are driving!

Go, go, go! Go!

- Go faster!

- Stop telling me how to drive!

- Humans already live
in a prison,

a prison they create
for themselves.

A prison of beliefs
that hold them back

from being the best version
of who they are.

- Hi, sir.

- Nice to have you back.

- There are a million things
in this world

that keep humans
from moving forward.

- I don't have her.

I don't know.

- No.

- I don't know.

- We'll take good care of her.

- Thank you.

- Sometimes it just takes

a little faith in others
to help you.

- And faith in yourself
for having the strength

to make your life what
you want it to be.

- But sometimes, those
prison walls are so high,

it is impossible to escape.

- Especially when
the prison you are in

is the hunk of skin and blood
keeping you alive.