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And so, my fellow Americans, I ask that
we break down the walls that divide us.

Not just for your own sake, but for
friendship's sake.

And for those Americans in need, who
seek but cannot find friendship, I

ask that we be your friends.

This is the night, Elizabeth.

Well, there it is, ladies and gentlemen.
You want me to pinch you?

I'm wide awake.

Maybe later.

I've got a lot of promises to keep. And
you will, Mr. Person.

Or you'll have to answer to the First
Lady and 300 million new friends.

The traveler is moving into quadrant
L33.

What the hell is going on?

What?

Driver, where are you taking us? We have
an emergency situation, Mr. President.

Mr. President, my name is Tarkman. I
served as President Burns National

Security. I know who you are. I want to
know what this is all about right now.

Sir, we have an emergency situation and
not much time. What emergency?

If you and that First Lady would come
with me, please. Right now, sir.

Mr. President, approximately an hour
ago, NORAD spotted a bright object

toward the Earth from the outer solar
system.

They've estimated its speed at roughly
half the speed of light.

What is it?

Comet? Meteor?

And what is this place?

We don't know what the object is yet,
sir. Please.

We're taking you to the emergency
command bunker.

It's the only one deep enough in D .C.
to provide you with some protection.

Protection? Yes, ma 'am.

Anything that big moving that fast.

It should wipe out most of the life on
the planet in one shot.

How long?

It's about 100 million miles away. That
gives us roughly 30 minutes.

30 minutes. My God, do what?

I wouldn't know, sir.

That's up to you.

There is nothing wrong with your
television.

Do not attempt to adjust the picture. We
are now controlling the transmission.

We control the horizontal and the
vertical. We can here lead you with a

channels or expand one single image to
crystal clarity and beyond.

We can shape your vision to anything our
imagination can conceive.

For the next hour, We will control all
that you see and hear.

You are about to experience the awe and
mystery which reaches from the

deepest inner mind to the outer limits.

Please stand by.

Is man the center of the universe made
in the image of his God?

Or is mankind merely the temporary
occupant of an insignificant world

about to be extinguished?

How far down are we going?

Hopefully far enough, sir. Several
hundred feet.

We were caught between administrations.

None of your cabinet have been sworn in
yet, so the only people we have

available are himself and members of the
transition team.

We've only had about an hour. An hour?

It took almost that long to establish
the object as a threat, sir, because of

the speed. For God's sake, what could be
more of a threat? We are doing the best

we can with the time we've got, sir.

We've managed to get President Burns'
junior science advisor, Janet Bredson.

The commander of the military space
program, General Covington, he's on his

Those are two people we want.

Unfortunately, the former SecDef and
SecState are vacationing in Hawaii.

Sir, they would be the secretaries of
defense. And state.

Don't patronize me, Mr. Totten. Yes,
sir.

Sorry, sir.

As you were.

This place was made to fight a nuclear
war.

This bunker goes back to Eisenhower.

It's been updated over the years.

That's it there on the screen.

The object.

Yes, sir.

How much time?

17 minutes.

What about Kyle?

He's on a ship in the middle of the
Pacific Ocean.

What's going to happen to us?
Sweetheart, please. With all due

very important the precedent be fully
briefed.

If you'll take a seat, please.

Can anybody

tell me what it is yet?

We know it's not a comet.

We've also ruled out asteroid and
meteor.

Janet Bresson, sir.

Professor James couldn't be reached, so
I'm afraid you're stuck with me. You're

sure it's not a comet? Too fast.

I can't think of any natural object
capable of reaching that speed.

Miss Preston, I'd rather know what it is
than what it isn't.

We are still gathering data from all
around the world, sir. Do you at least

where it's going to hit?

You don't know that either.

No. Somewhere in the eastern hemisphere.

There's just too many variables, sir.

One -tenth of one percent error could
move ground zero from Japan to Europe.

But not the United States.

No, sir, but that won't matter.

I'd say it does.

What he means, sir, is there's no place
on Earth that will escape the shock of

the impact.

We're talking about 9 .5 earthquakes.

The dust cloud itself. The shroud of
dust and debris will block out sunlight

years.

Most of those who survive the impact
will freeze in the dark.

Those who manage to find shelter from
the cold will starve.

Mr. President, we do have several
months' worth of stores in the bunker.

That's some comfort, Mr. Tarkman.

Mr.

President, sir.

General Covington. C &C Space Com, sir.

Since your defense secretary is not yet
in place, I will have to report directly

to you.

We have to secure the facility, Mr.
President.

I have just spoken with NORAD and SAC,
and they concur that you should order

conventional forces to DEFCON 3. We're
not at war.

I understand that, sir.

But we need to get our communications...
General, do we have anything that can

knock the object out before it hits,
like the Patriot missiles during the

War? Mr. President, the object's kinetic
energy is... Stop.

From now on, when I ask a question, I
want to hear plain English back.

Is that clear? To everybody.

I don't have time to wait for the
translation.

Now, can you or can you not shoot it
down?

No. It's too big, too fast, sir.

What can we do?

We need you to authorize the DEFCON
change, Mr. President.

That was increasing our military
readiness appropriate.

With respect, sir, maximizing survival
after impact will depend on

communication. We're sitting on a
trillion -dollar system that was

work during a nuclear war, but it's got
to be up and running before impact. That

means going from defense condition five
to three now.

Then do it.

How much time?

Three minutes to impact, sir.

Have the American people been warned?

No, sir, but given the amount of time we
have left... Make time. The people at

least deserve to know what hit them.
Yes, sir, but it'll only cause panic in

streets. Just do it?

Yes, sir.

Pass me in.

This is General Covington. We have a go
at DEFCON 3.

General,

sir, we've got a hotline message from
the Russian president.

Go ahead and read it. I believe it's
addressed to me.

Authenticator, Charlie Tango Alpha.

President Halvey, I hoped our first
correspondent would be in

your great political victory.

Instead, I fear these words may be our
last.

We can only pray that God place the moon
among the stars in the firmament for

this very day.

President Yuri Karpov. What's he talking
about? The moon? I wouldn't know, sir.

I wouldn't.

The Russians got their data sooner
because they can confirm it optically.

Our mass estimates were way, way off. It
changed course when it swung by Saturn.

This thing is incredibly... English,
Miss Braxton.

We are now estimating a 90 % probability
that it's going to hit the moon.

Tarkman, put our announcement about the
end of the world on hold.

20 seconds to lunar impact.

10 seconds to impact.

9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3,

2, 1.

Impact.

New presidents get to go through this?
Or is this a special occasion?

If anybody has a cigar... Hold on a
second.

Two of our satellites have detected a
heat signature coming from space.

What?

Confidence is high that the object that
hit the moon

originated from an approaching
spacecraft.

This isn't over.

This is not over.

This is a National News Network update
with Rosalind Ashcroft.

From the president failing to show up at
his own inaugural ball to the

spectacular and mysterious explosion on
the far side of the moon.

It's been a most unusual inauguration
day, wouldn't you say, Sam? That's quite

an understatement. It appears that the
Earth has just survived what might be

termed a near miss by a comet or
asteroid.

And yet there's been no official
comments by the new administration.

Well, they'll be trying to avoid that. I
want to make a statement before the

media gets ahead of us.

Mr. President, all this speculation
could cause a panic if they beat us to

punch. ...from an unnamed Russian
source.

Looks like they already have.

The Russians have sold the pictures to
the highest bidder.

How much time?

Well, slamming on the brakes pretty
hard.

Less than 24 hours before they're on top
of us? Yeah, decelerating at something

like 75 Gs. It's incredible.

And they still haven't made any attempt
to communicate?

None, sir.

I want to go back to the White House and
make a speech from the Oval Office.

No, sir.

You should stay right here.

The American people cannot think I'm
hiding out on the eve of a first

Anything you broadcast to the American
people will be picked up by the aliens

just a few minutes later, compromising
your exact location. After that

demonstration, I think we can assume
that... Wait a minute. What

If dropping that object on the moon
wasn't a demonstration of power and

superiority, I don't know what is.

But surely that's the point.

You don't know.

You can't assume they're hostile, can
you?

I mean, it didn't strike the Earth.

Mr.

President, the far side of the moon is
probably still molten rock.

We estimate it's been knocked at least
two to four degrees out of orbit.

That means the tides will be severely
affected. Who knows what will happen to

the global climate?

The moon could still smash into the
Earth for all we know. Hell, maybe they

missed the first time. No, no, no. I've
spoken to NASA and JPL.

We're feeding them real -time telemetry
now.

The object's velocity was a factor of
the alien ship's velocity. In English,

sir, they are slowing down.

Maybe they just let the object go, like
the spent solid rocket motors on the

shuttle. We are still talking guesses
here.

Educated guesses, sir.

As the First Lady pointed out, if the
aliens wanted to kill us, they could

They did not, Nick.

What about the timing of the attack? The
transition between administrations? Oh,

come on.

You're assuming aliens, who could
obviously crush us like ants, have

planned their foot stomping for a time
the ants aren't ready.

Mr. President, that is absurd.

No, I agree with the General.

What is it, a damn testosterone
festival? Oh, wait a minute, Janet.

These aliens have come a long way. Light
years.

They could have communicated with us at
any point on route. They chose to

announce their arrival by showing us how
easily they could destroy us. Now

you're guessing.

I don't think so. The coincidence is too
much.

An experienced incoming president known
to be a dove.

Short on foreign policy. Mr. Tarkman,
this is no time to play politics. Sit

down.

It's time I spoke to the American
people.

And the aliens.

True, but for the moment, the message is
one and the same.

General, is this...

Facility equipped to broadcast an
announcement?

Technically, yes.

I assume you don't object to my making a
statement from a hardened bunker?

No.

Now, General, is there anything else we
need to discuss?

Intelligence, sir.

We need to gather everything we can on
these aliens.

How? All we have between us and them is
a ring of spy satellites in

geosynchronous orbit.

I want to use their deep radar to get an
idea of what's inside those ships.

The Hubble's being aligned now.

Let's see if we can get that on the
feed.

Yes, General Covington here.

Thank you.

My people can now identify six distinct
plumes from as many

spacecrafts.

An armada?

Yes, sir.

What's the status on the shuttle? We got
lucky.

The newest in the fleet midway is
already on the pad. Ten hours.

Good.

Space Command has a top secret anti
-satellite weapon designed to fit inside

shuttle's payload bay. I've already
ordered it flown there. General, this is

conventional weapon.

No, sir.

I wasn't aware that we had such a
nuclear weapon in our arsenal.

No, sir.

As I said, it's top secret.

We've not yet had the opportunity to
brief you. Such a weapon is in flagrant

violation of international treaty.

Yes, sir, it is.

It's also the only chance in hell we'll
get to shoot back if it comes to that.

But won't sending a weapon into space
send the aliens the wrong signal?

Ma 'am.

They blow up the moon and you are
worried about us sending the wrong

Tarkman. Let the president do his job.
Mr. Tarkman.

Sir, with respect, President Burns would
never... President Burns is no longer

president. I am. And if you can't accept
that fact... I can. If you cannot,

you're welcome to step back out through
that door right now. Right now!

My wife and child are somewhere on the
other side of that door, sir. I'd

consider it a favor.

People, I realize I am not the man you
would have chosen for this job.

Need I confess, you're not exactly who I
had in mind either.

But until there is a resolution to this,
I am asking for

your friendship.

Your help.

General? Sir.

Actually, sir, I like the whole
friendship thing.

I almost voted for you.

Well, that's almost flattering, Miss
Bresson.

General, we will not install the nuclear
missile aboard the shuttle until we've

properly determined the alien's
intentions.

That will jeopardize the launch, sir.
That.

is my decision.

Very well, sir.

I, uh... I hope you'll accept my
apology, Mrs. Halsey.

My reputation for speaking my mind
precedes me, Mr. Tartman. Oh, still,

son is somewhere on the other side of
that door, too.

NORAD has an urgent message we'd like to
conference here.

Mr.

President, General Morehouse, Deputy C
&C. Must be a hell of a first day on the

job, sir.

You're a master of understatement,
General.

Sir, we have detected what appears to be
a laser beam directed at one of our

primary commsats. The source seems to be
the alien armada.

Now, the satellite's still working, but
it's heating up pretty fast.

Are you saying one of our satellites is
under attack?

Yes, sir. And if it keeps heating up at
this rate, our conversation's going to

be cut pretty short.

ISV, we have a problem.

Sir,

I think the alien's intentions are
becoming pretty damn clear.

All right.

Load the damn nuclear missile aboard the
shuttle.

Very good, sir.

Because we have the option doesn't mean
we have to use it.

Not without your order, Mr. President.

So, my fellow Americans, I have faith in
both God and in you, the American

people, that we will shine and rise to
this wondrous, momentous occasion.

First contact with another world.

I will speak to you again when we've
established communications.

Until then, have faith, have hope, and
God bless.

Thanks. Will the aliens be able to pick
that up? We're boosting the signal with

radio telescopes, but I just don't feel
they could penetrate the arc of

interference generated by their engine.
If they wanted to talk, they wouldn't be

taking out our communication satellites.

But that's what I don't understand.

Sound military doctrine. First make the
enemy deaf and blind.

Yeah, but it only makes communication
inconvenient.

What's the point? Hang on. We've just
gotten all right back.

Roger that. Coming in.

We've established a land link, Mr.
President. There shouldn't be any more

interruptions. How many satellites have
been knocked out? Just the one

communications set. You should also
know, sir, that the Russians have placed

their strategic rocket forces on their
highest alert. One of our listening

posts, pick up the chatter.

Is this in response to our going to
DEFCON 3, sir? No, sir. Our alert was

strictly conventional.

The Russian strategic missile force...
Is a nuclear deterrent. So why?

Can their land -based ICBMs reach space?

No, sir. No more than ours can.

Keep me informed, General.

Yes, sir.

I thought they were destroying all of
their weapons. I thought the treaty...

Sure, of course.

For whose benefit?

The aliens.

The Russians are sending the signal they
are not willing to give up their

particular piece of real estate without
a fight. Still have the teeth for it,

trust me. Or they're trying to guarantee
themselves a seat at the bargaining

table.

Airman. Sir. Take this down for me,
please.

President Karpov.

You have brought your strategic nuclear
forces to a state of readiness.

Since these weapons are incapable of
reaching space, what are your

Morehouse here.

Send that.

Sir. Another satellite's under attack,
sir.

Is there anything we can do?

Well, I suppose we could shut it down
and play dead, but this one's not

up nearly as fast, though.

Sir, I have a doctor north at NASA who
insists on speaking to you about what

alien laser means. Put him on, then. We
all want to know.

Mr. President, the laser is not a
weapon. The frequency is all wrong. It's

message laser.

They're trying to communicate.

The first laser was too powerful, and so
they reduced the intensity, and that's

when I realized that the beam was
digitally modulated on our own video

encryption codec. Could you say that
again, sir, in plain English?

They're trying to talk to us with light.

So what does the message say?

I have no idea.

But I can show it to you.

You're going to die when you see this.

I sincerely hope not.

Hello.

I never thought I'd see the day.

They want to talk with us.

She's right.

Us.

The Russians and the Chinese aren't
going to like being left out.

It doesn't matter.

They're trying to communicate.

They may have said surrender or die for
all we know.

We need to find out what the message
means. In English, yes, sir. We're

on it.

I want a reply as soon as possible.

We're working on that, too, sir. And I
think we should share the alien's

with the rest of the international
community.

May I ask why?

Because I don't think it was intended
for just me, Mr. Tarkman. They chose an

American satellite by which to
communicate. I say that means they want

with our president.

They're assuming he speaks for the whole
planet. That's one of the most

egocentric, jingoistic comments I've
ever heard.

Why?

They're the ones who made it impossible
for the rest of the world to pick up the

message you've accepted.

Mr. President, we just received another
hotline message from the Russian

president.

Shall I read it, sir?

President Halsey, the Russian parliament
has concluded that these aliens are as

belligerent as they are powerful.

It has therefore been determined that
any incursion into our Earth base...

be met with maximum force.

I ask that the great American people
join in our stand with the same resolve.

May God protect us all.

President Yuri Karpov.

And with that gives us... Tart Blanche
to put our nuclear forces on alert,

Deftron 2.

No. To keep your options open, sir. That
would remove options.

The Russians will see there's a sign of
solidarity, sir.

You will not, I repeat, not be putting
our nuclear forces on high alert.

The aliens were never known to me. Last
night, you virtually suggested that the

aliens knew what I'd had for breakfast.
No, sir, I did not. Now you're convinced

we can ready 5 ,000 warheads around the
world without them noticing. Which is

it, General?

Now, here's what we're going to do.

We're going to release the aliens'
message for the entire world to see.

You are going to arrange for me to
broadcast a reply, and I'm going to

them.

Do you have a problem with any of that,
General?

No, sir.

Upley disappears the moment there's a
crisis.

What is President Halsey doing about
this alien threat?

That is what we in the Congress want to
know, and that is what the American

people want to know.

But what is you doing about the
situation, Congressman?

Well, let me tell you something.

I'm about to reply to the alien's
message without the faintest idea what

replying to.

Isn't there almost as much meaning in
the gesture of communicating as in the

words themselves?

That's a good thought.

In the midst of this bad dream.

You want me to pinch you?

Oh, yes.

Sir, I thought you might like a cup of
coffee.

Excuse me.

It's all right, Mr. Tartman.

The U .S. State Department... Sir, we
think we may have... Hang on, I want to

watch this. Every major news agency of
what appears to be a message recently

sent by the alien to U .S. authorities.

I think... Yes, I think we have that for
you now.

I'd better get ready.

Sir, we should have telemetry from the
Deep Raider satellite now.

It's in position to scan the alien
ships.

Well, the main thing is, will they hear
me?

Do you think so?

We're going to bounce the signal off a
satellite as it passes by.

As long as it works.

Mr.

President, NASA has a theory as to what
the object was that struck the moon.

They don't think it's a weapon at all,
sir. They think it's something

And what's that?

A quantum singularity. Uh -huh.

It's a mini black hole.

What does that do for us?

Well, it does nothing for us, but it
would have provided an inexhaustible

supply for the alien's trip here.

How is that wonderful?

Because it means it wasn't a show of
force.

It might even be a gift so that we can
travel to the stars someday. No,

we don't know. We're guessing.

We shouldn't jump to conclusions.

I agree we shouldn't jump to conclusions
one way or the other.

Ready when you are, sir.

Friends, welcome.

I'm President Charles Halsey, and I
speak on behalf of the American people.

We are a world of many nations.

Many of our leaders, including myself,
are wary of your arrival.

We do not yet understand the message you
have sent us.

Though we welcome you to our world, we
ask that you remain in orbit until we

have established diplomatic relations.

I want to make this clear.

Any incursion into our atmosphere may be
met with force.

We can only hope and pray that this day
will be celebrated as the day our two

worlds, divided by a sea of stars,
became friends.

Very nice, sir.

Should have been a speechwriter.

Yeah, there just may be a job for you
here after all, Tarkman.

It's going out to the media services
simultaneously.

Aliens should pick up the signal in a
few seconds.

You always sweat when you're on camera.

You don't approve.

Of drawing a line in the sand?

I think you know me better than that.

I had to do it, Elizabeth.

What happens if they cross it?

They won't.

What if they do?

Then they would have anyway.

Mr. President?

They

should,

uh...

Be entering orbit about now. We'll know
in a few minutes or so if that's where

they intend to stay.

General, if this were an invasion force,
what would you expect the next move to

be?

Send a scout to test their defenses.

Locate command and control. Cut it off.

Then?

Kill it.

Sir? Assuming the glass is half full for
just a second, we should consider plans

for a summit meeting between yourself
and the alien representative.

We'll see, Mr. Tarkman.

We'll have to allow the Russians a voice
of some kind now, obviously.

The Chinese, too, probably.

Another message coming in from the
aliens.

They'll be responding to my message real
quick.

What was that?

One of the alien ships has broken
formation and it's coming in hot.

We estimate it will enter the atmosphere
over the Pacific Ocean in three

minutes.

General Covington?

Sir?

Order our nuclear forces.

The DEFCON 2?

Yes, sir.

The alien ship should hit the ocean
about 200 miles northeast of Hawaii.

Sir, when the time comes, I'll require
you to authenticate the launch codes.

I've been briefed on the procedure,
Johnny. Hopefully it won't get that far.

They've defied your warning.

They may not have understood.

We're getting a picture from one of the
spy satellites.

Let's see it.

Panning comms that are 22 degrees.

Those are warships. I don't know what
the hell is.

They don't know.

We've got a Navy helicopter off the
store within a few miles of the landing

site.

The alien ship should hit the ocean in
10 seconds.

9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4,

3, 2...

That's what it is.

We're getting telemetry from the deep
radar satellite.

They hit the water at almost Mach 5.
Sir, the alien ships have a liquid

interior, probably water. Of course,
they want the oceans.

They're not like us. They're not air
breathers. What about their message?

They were clearly not underwater. Not
underwater? Then that can't be what they

look like. What are you saying? The
image they sent was fake? The background

digitally altered. What don't they want
us to know? You spoke in front of a

curtain. What's the difference? Wait a
minute, wait a minute.

It's possible that they need a liquid
interior to decelerate, like

No, no...

Listen, they live in water. They want
our ocean. They just took out the deep

radar satellite.

Mr. President, you need to authenticate
the launch code now. Why do they want to

destroy our satellite?

Because they have to be trying to
communicate with us again, sir. No, no,

have to assume they're hostile now.
We've got another hotline message coming

sir.

President

Halsey,

Russia is a sovereign nation and will
remain so.

I warn you that we will brook no
capitulation with conquerors and will

capitulation over freedom as an act of
war. We try to make friends with the

aliens who are at war with the Russians.
They left no room for doubt.

The Chinese and the French are now on
full nuclear alert. They declared they

will do everything necessary to ensure
their sovereignty. Send a hotline

to the Russian president.

We value our freedom as much as they do,
but we'll resort to fighting only when

absolutely necessary.

Mr. President.

The Lost Toads. We may not come to that.

These are the actions of invaders. The
leaders of the world seem to agree with

that. I don't care what the leaders of
the world agree with. The aliens sent us

false images of their appearance. Now,
why? I want that translation. We may

never translate their message. They
destroyed our satellites, and now

landed a ship at the bottom of the
ocean, ignoring your clear warning not

so. We don't even know if they
understood.

If we don't fight now, this thing will
be over before it even starts. It

make sense. They could have wiped it out
when this thing stopped. Not without

destroying what they came for. I want to
wait for the translation. Mr.

President.

Sir, in a few minutes, the Armada will
be within just a few hundred miles of

shuttle. They will be vulnerable then
and only then.

You're asking me to launch a preemptive.
No, sir. They crossed the line. The

president's first words were welcome.

They may have thought they were invited.

What if the preemptive strike failed?

At least the Russians will know we're
with them and we can fight them off

together wherever they land.

If you try to cut a deal with these
aliens, the Russians will see that as

capitulation and will launch at us.

Don't think they can't or won't do it.

I need time.

What if all they want is a place to
live?

Ma 'am, with all due respect, that's
just wishful thinking. Mr. President,

running out of time.

Unless you act right now, I will be
forced to resign.

He's made his decision, General.

Yes, I have.

What attack option do you recommend?

No. I recommend a submarine launch from
parole.

Simultaneous attack from the shuttle.

Do it.

Yes, sir.

This way, sir.

Sir,

the numbers on the card you carry with
you must match those I have in my hand.

Only you know the appropriate line. Will
you read it aloud, Mr. President?

Yes.

359 -1372.

May I confirm your identification code?

The code word for the attack option you
have chosen is dagger.

That's all right. Mr. President, you
will have to give the order to the

commander personally standing by.

This is the President of the United
States.

It's an honor to speak with you, sir.

I wish I didn't have to ask you to do
this.

I understand, sir.

We all do.

I'm authorizing you to launch the
missile.

Code word, Dagger.

We'll do a good job for you.

Yes, sir.

I know you will.

We have the alien ships inside, sir.

They're huge, even from this distance.

Farming the missile.

That's a firm launch from a tribe
submarine out of Pearl.

Estimated time of contact, nine zero
seconds.

Wait a minute, I got a second launch in
the Bering Sea.

Must be a Russian sub picking up our
lead.

I can't see!

The shuttle just went off our screen.
The shuttle's been knocked out. SLBN is

off the screen. Our port has been
destroyed.

Both submarines have been destroyed.

The laser picked the missiles right out
of the sky.

I've got in cover.

Two objects leaving the armada.

Estimated time to impact, 1 minute 45
seconds.

Where?

Moscow.

Here, Washington.

The leaders of the two countries that
attacked them.

Did you try to launch another?

No.

No, we've done enough.

One minute to impact.

One

minute

to impact.

I know.

We ran out of choices.

The rest of the world wants it.

30 seconds to impact.

This just came in.

It was in English all along.

What was?

The alien message, sir.

30 seconds.

The computers finally filtered out the
distortion of a liquid environment.

What does it say?

It says...

Let us be your friends.

15 seconds.

10 seconds.

Do those who would fail to heed their
own words be warned?

You never know who's listening.