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Devin, what are you listening to?
Listen, listen.

Can you hear that?

I hear noise.

No, no, there's a pattern in there. It
loops over and over and over again.

I can just barely make it out, can't
you?

No.

There's something in there, I know it.

Uh -huh.

Did you run it through the computer?

Well, technically the pattern
recognition program says that it's just

too. But it came in from the direction
of Surtis. So it has to be something,

don't you think? Yeah.

I hate to be the one to break this to
you, Devin, but I think you're imagining

things. Could you turn that down,
please?

You know, you wouldn't be the first
student of mine whose imagination turned

some background radiation or atmospheric
bounce into messages from another

world.

And of course, because...

Those students were wasting valuable lab
time and not listening to their

professor.

I had to kill them all and bury them in
the flower garden.

Mm -hmm.

Did you at least collate that sunspot
data I asked you to?

Uh, uh, yeah.

That's right there.

Good, thank you.

Now, uh, go home.

You know that place that you go to
sometimes when you're not here? Doctor,

could just have five more minutes, I
could... Good night, Dylan.

Oh, God.

Dad, then you weren't supposed to be
home till later.

What if Dad walked in? You're supposed
to be grounded.

He's working in the ER all night.

Would you please get dressed?

You could have knocked first, do you? I
live here, Vic. I don't knock.

Don't call me dude.

Vic wanted to make sure you wouldn't
tell Dad about anything.

Don't worry about it.

Sorry I thwarted your deflowering.

Walked in on you guys.

Oh, don't worry about it.

What are you listening to?

Uh, noise.

Nothing but noise.

I must be losing my mind.

You know, Vic only calls you Doogie as a
compliment.

I mean, you were in college when he
was... I know exactly what he means.

I'm going to bed.

Okay.

Night. Yeah, same 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 deluge 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.

For years, we have searched for the
answer to an eternal question.

Are we alone?

As yet, there has been no answer.

Or perhaps the answer is only for those
with the facility to hear it.

Joyce!

Joyce!

Have you been down here all night?

Joyce!

Isn't the music beautiful?

Music? You don't hear it?

Oh, it's the most beautiful feeling.

Listen.

What did you take this time?

I'm a doctor, I can tell.

You be honest with me, I won't be angry
with you.

Nothing.

Joyce.

You gave me your word.

Daddy.

Nothing. I fell asleep listening to
music.

That's all.

What time is it?

It's just after eight.

Oh, late for school. Gotta go.

You know, your mother was a lot better
at this.

I just found Joyce sitting down here
listening to static on the radio. The

was so loud, I could hear it through her
headphones. Her pulse was over 100.

Joyce, it's my tape. I want it back.

I can't let her do this to herself
again.

Pull over a second. I want you to hear
this.

I'm going to be late.

Just pull over. I've got a surprise for
you.

Mom?

Okay. So what's the surprise?

Close your eyes.

Oh, man.

Isn't it beautiful?

God, Joyce.

What is this?

It's music.

Perfect music.

People gotta hear this. I know.

That's what the music wants.

You gotta give me copies of this, man.
We gotta spread the word. Just give me

tape back, Vic.

Why? Because it's mine.

Because you don't even know what it is
you're listening to. All right?

Just give me the tape, Joyce.

I don't think he hears it.

Why not? He's the one who found it.

I hear it fine.

I just want it back.

Well, you can't have it back.

Sorry. If you could hear the music, Deb,
then you wouldn't want it back. What

the hell is that supposed to mean?

It's not even music. I mean...

There's an acoustic pattern buried in
the signal, but... No, no, no, no.

It's more than that.

Describe it. What do you hear?

There's a rhythm.

It moves inside you. I know just how it
makes me feel, and I know we have to

share it. All right. That's crazy, okay?

I said no.

I wish you could hear it, Dev.

I really do.

Devin, don't you have a lecture?

Yeah. Actually, I was wondering if I
could get a copy of that file I uploaded

into the mainframe last night.

It shouldn't take a minute.

30 seconds. Okay,

I'll get it for you. What do you want?

Uh, it's a wave file, and it should
still be in the pattern analysis queue.

Certus wave, I presume? Yeah, that's it
right there.

I know what you're going to say, but I
just want to run some more tests on it,

all right?

There may be something happening here.

Something is happening. There is
massive, totally unprecedented solar

going on.

And instead of helping me study it, my
brilliant young PA is listening for E

I thought you made a tape. I did.

My little sister took it.

She, uh, she thinks it's music.

Music? Wait.

See you later.

I told you kids to disperse, or you can
consider yourself suspended.

None of that matters anymore.

We'll just go somewhere else.

Moshi moshi, Kelly. It's Steph.

So, Wonderboy finally called.

How are you?

I'm fine, but I need your help.

I'm sending an audio file over for you
to look at.

It came over from a blue dwarf out in
Sirtis.

A wave file from space?

What's it say?

Well, I don't know, actually.

Maybe nothing. But if it does something
for you, let me know, all right?

You'll understand when you hear it.

Whatever you say.

Sayonara, Kel.

So, did you talk to Joyce?

Yeah.

And?

Devin, could you turn that down, please?

Oh, right, yeah.

Sorry.

What is it?

Well, according to her and Vic, it's the
most beautiful music they've ever

heard.

Vic? Uh, the new boyfriend, the one with
the van.

Yeah, anyhow.

I came across this by accident, but this
is what Joyce was listening to all last

night.

It's a radio signal from Sirtis.

A radio signal? Yeah. Now, it's not a
quasar, and it's not encrypted

but the subharmonics in here are so
complex... Devin?

No, no, I can almost hear this myself.

So now, go with this.

What if there's a message buried inside
this signal that's somehow affecting

Joyce?

No, Dad, I'm serious.

I know you are.

Why don't you just take the car keys and
go out for a change and see some

friends?

You think I'm nuts?

No, I don't.

I don't.

I think you're worried about your sister
and you're trying to find some answers.

So am I.

But I don't think you'll find them here.

Joy! Joy!

Joy!

Sorry, I was just looking for my little
sister.

You came.

We gotta get you home.

You came.

You must be able to hear it. What's
happening to you?

We have to trust it, Devin.

I know that now.

I can feel it.

Can't you see?

No, I can't.

Yeah, I've got the merge

It could be poisoning. Her heart beats
erratic.

There's an unusual amount of heavy
metals in her skin and blood.

Metals? Could be an isolated virus.

At this point, we have 78 of these
cases, all of them from this wave or

it is they call it.

I alerted the CDC.

The CDC? As a precaution.

Please, anyone!

I can't see! Please help me! Calm down,
hon. Calm down. We're right here. Joyce,

Joyce, it's Dev. Now you've got to be
really still, okay?

Now, tilt your head up towards the
ceiling, okay?

That's good.

Ophthalmology, stat.

Jenkins, Taylor here.

My daughter is suffering some kind of
corneal occlusion.

I don't know.

Dad.

They're iris. They're changing.

So you can see here where the iris is
reconfigured and the clear liquid that

protects the cornea, altered chemical
composition.

We don't have a clue why this is
happening.

Dr. Riddle. This is my son, Devin.
Devin, Dr. Riddle from the Center for

Control. Hello, Devin.

So it's a disease then, that's what's
happening.

Well, we don't know what it is, Devin.
We've isolated all the victims in a

biohazard ward and we know the
transmission is not airborne, but...

We need more to go on, which is why it's
important we take blood from the one

person exposed to the disease who didn't
catch it. Right, but what's happening

to my little sister? It could be a
variant of something called chromophobe

adenoma, a disorder of the pituitary
gland, which affects the melanin in the

skin and promotes the release of
endorphins.

Endorphins, so then it acts like a drug.

Thus far, everyone affected is a
teenager.

Or they may be suffering from a reaction
to a substance you didn't take.

Did you notice any or witness any drug
use?

No. Any form of ecstasy or acid?

No, no.

The DJ, he didn't have it.

Oh, I'm afraid he's showing early
symptoms. His fingernails have altered.

Same iridescent changes.

I'm telling you, doctor, that's not it.
I don't know how or why, but this is

what's causing it.

They were dancing to it. They couldn't
get enough of it.

Have there been outbreaks anywhere else?

No, we can connect just about everyone.
Because I emailed that signal to my

friend Kelly in Nagamo, Japan.

If there's been an outbreak there, it
proves my theory.

I don't see how sound of any frequency
could have a causal relationship with a

disease, but we can do that.

Great. Thank you. In the meantime... I
want to see my sister.

Now, don't let it scare you.

She's in an oxygen tent. We found that
it eases their pain.

It's just me, Joyce.

Devin, it hurts so much.

I know.

Where's Vic?

He's here in the hospital.

So are all the kids from the rave.

Why'd you take away our music?

I had to, Joyce. Look what it's doing to
you. If I had it, I'd be better. I know

it.

Please, Devin.

Joyce, I can't. Please.

They're going to find a way to cure you.

Dad's working on it right now, all
right?

Mom was like this before she died.

She must have felt like this.

I didn't know she was hurting this much.

Don't talk about that, okay?

It hurts so much.

I know, Joyce.

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

You gotta take care of Flash, okay?

He's just a baby. You gotta give him
water every day.

Of course I will. I promise.

You bet.

There's no sign of the infection.

We don't know why, but you're fine.

Why don't you go home and sleep?

Come back tomorrow.

I'll watch out for Joyce.

And her eyesight is clearing.

Is she dying?

She's very sick.

Dr. Taylor to pathology staff.

Dr. Taylor to pathology staff. You know,
you need some sleep too, Dad. Yeah,

well, maybe when this is over, huh?

I'll call you if anything changes.

And there's still no word as to the
cause of the disease.

Speculation that it's a Legionnaire's
type virus has yet to be confirmed by

officials from the CDC.

Meanwhile, scientists aboard the space
shuttle Columbia conducted detailed

measurements of increased sunspot
activity, which is expected to affect

patterns over the next several years.

All right, Slash, but in hamster years,
you are a teen.

Trust me, though.

It's all for a good cause.

Somebody turn that damn noise off.

You Devin Taylor?

Yeah. What's going on?

Just have a seat now, son. Hey, hey.

You don't have to frighten him after
what he's done.

I want all this equipment packed up.

Everything you can find. Yes, sir. What
did I do?

Hey, hey, be careful with that.

Dad.

You were right about Nagamo. There's
been an outbreak.

It's worse than here.

So what about Kelly?

She's infected too, but that's all we
know.

Nagamo is completely isolated.

And during the night, the government
declared a national state of emergency

here, too.

We're being quarantined to protect the
rest of the country from becoming

infected.

They're taking you and everything you've
been working on back to the hospital to

help us. We're going to fight it from
there.

What have I done?

It's not your fault, Devin.

I should have listened.

Ladies and gentlemen, this briefing is
classified.

At present, the infection has been
limited to this city in Nagano, Japan.

But given the disease's motor
transmission, the prospect of

unlikely. This disease stems from a
cellular reaction to certain

a series of radio frequencies.

Essentially, it's a biological response
to a sound.

If we lose containment, the number of
people infected could reach...

the hundreds of millions within a few
days.

Dr. Hampton, epidemiology.

How difficult can it be to keep a sound
from spreading? If I may?

The sound or signal is perceived by
those susceptible to the disease as

and the listener experiences an intense
euphoria, which is highly addictive, and

this is accompanied by an equally
intense desire to share the experience.

Several such raves have been sprouting
up through the city all night despite

best efforts to impose curfew. And this
signal is coming from space?

The short answer to that is yes.

A number of our observatories have now
picked it up. The signal is repeating

is apparently of artificial origin.

Who's sending it?

We don't know.

The signal composition is highly
complex.

It's extremely difficult to interpret.
Doctors.

The military believes that this signal
is no accident.

It seems very likely an act of war.

What we do know is that it was generated
by a race far more advanced than we

are. The best people in the world are
analyzing it, and we're currently

exploring a number of possible ways to
reverse the effect.

However, at the present, there is no
cure.

Excuse me, isn't it dangerous to expose
yourself to the signal? Not to adults.

The disease seems to affect young people
exclusively, especially those in their

teenage years. Right, and not just
people. I exposed several different

and animals to the signal.

Apparently, whoever sent it intended it
for a wide spectrum of life forms. You

were the one who picked up the signal in
the first place.

Yeah. So, why hasn't it affected you?

It has.

He's on the cusp between his teen years
and full adulthood. That is how he was

able to hear something in the signal
without suffering its effects right

Between the ages of 20 and 24, these
seem to progress at a much slower rate.

Over the age of 24, people seem to be
completely immune.

So what you're telling us is that
they're trying to hurt our children?

So it would seem.

Ladies and gentlemen.

The clock is running.

Let's get to work before this becomes
pandemic.

Daddy?

Hi. How are you feeling?

Have the painkillers helped at all?

Remember when Mom said no more?

Yes, I remember.

Joyce, we have something we want to try.

A reverse of the signal. Daddy, I don't
want it to go that far.

Please.

you won't do that to me. Joyce, it's
going to make you better.

It's going to stop whatever this signal
is doing to you.

Oh, no.

If I had my music, then everything would
be the way it's supposed to be. You've

been infected longer than anyone else,
so we want to try this on you first.

It's been tested on animals and it is
going to hurt, but we'll do everything

can to control the pain.

You don't understand.

Sweetheart, I know you're frightened.

I'm not going anywhere. I'll be right
here.

BP, 140 over 9.

Great.

Start a morphing drip. Set.

BP, 180 over 120.

Pulse to the left.

Tom, don't leave me!

Just a little longer.

Don't do this to me!

Daddy! Daddy!

To the west, please.

Code blue. Shut that down.

Devin, out of the way.

One, two, three, four, five.

One, two, three, four, five.

She's not responding.

We're losing her.

Adrenaline.

What are you doing?

What's she need? You don't know that.
Turn it off. Dad, trust me. What's she

need?

We can't fight the change.

We just have to let it happen.

Let what happen?

It's all right now.

You can turn the music off.

Joyce?

It's all right now, Daddy.

Depends.

I'm ready now.

Ready for what?

I think I know what's happening.

Devin, the entire scientific community
is studying this problem. We haven't

scratched the surface. Because they
can't hear it like I can.

The more I listen to it, the more
beautiful it sounds.

The more I learn to accept it like
Joyce.

Devin, look at yourself.

You have to stop listening.

The disease is starting to affect your
thinking.

But what if it's not a disease?

I mean, Dad, isn't it true that the only
ones who've died so far are the ones

we've tried to cure?

Yes. Right, you see?

The signal is not meant to harm us, only
to change us.

Every living thing, the more I listen to
it, the more I hear that.

I feel it.

But that's the endorphin effect. It's
like an opiate. No.

That's just to make the change less
painful.

More easy to accept.

Didn't Joyce even say that she was
ready?

Right?

Deep down inside, she knew.

Her body knew that it was time to
change.

What kind of change?

Look, I bombarded everything on this
table with high levels of ultraviolet

radiation, enough to kill any normal
plant or animal. The only ones that

to survive...

are the ones that I exposed to the
signal.

We're changing.

We're being changed for a reason.

How far back do you want me to go?

As far as possible.

60 years?

Sure.

My God. What are we looking at?

This is the star that our radio signal
came from.

as it appears in 1937.

It's a yellow dwarf, much like our own
sun.

And this is the star that appears today,
a blue dwarf.

I don't understand.

Their sun changed.

It shifted, rather, towards the
ultraviolet.

And ours is about to do the same thing.
All that increased solar activity, the

sunspots, they were warning signs.

We didn't even see it coming.

But they did, because it happened to
them.

To survive, they had to adapt, to
change.

And they're offering us that same
choice.

The music wasn't an act of war.

It's an act of mercy.

They're trying to save us.

And we have received international
confirmation of our findings.

Although it's still now barely
detectable, the sun's spectrum has begun

definite shift to the ultraviolet.

The CDC has made its official
recommendation.

Wherever possible, the transformation
should be encouraged.

To this end, a hormonal treatment is
already being developed that should

everyone over the age of 20 to hear the
music as well.

In light of these developments, the
President has issued the following

directives effective immediately.

All civil defense installations,
including the emergency broadcast

begin continuous transmission.

of the alien signal. We believe that
exposure to the signal is the only way

ensure our survival in the face of the
impending solar shift.

The president has ordered the launching
of satellites into orbit, which will

broadcast the signal via microwaves to
both unpopulated areas of this country

and to those less developed countries
unable to expose their own populations

themselves. Ladies and gentlemen, for
better or worse, this is a time of

momentous change for all the people of
the world. And through this adversity...

We have been given this chance by
friends, far, far away, to witness the

a new era.

Heaven.

When the music stops, I don't even know
who I am.

I bought my prom dress because it
matched my hair.

Oh, Daddy.

I must look hideous to you.

Never.

Joyce, before long, I'll be the strange
-looking one. You know, most people have

decided to make the change.

Even Dr.

Riddle. You should see her. She looks
very smart.

But you, you will always be the best
-looking girl at the prom.

So why didn't you change, Dad?

Well, I've been thinking about your
mother a lot lately. I think she would

made the same choice.

What's going to happen to you?

I'll have to stay indoors during the day
for the rest of my life, but I won't be

alone. There are millions of people who
decided not to make the change,

especially my generation.

What's important is the future, your
future.

And besides...

This way your mother will recognize me
in heaven.

I wish you could have heard the music
the way we did.

I'll never forget it.

I'll never forget the 60s.

That was music.

Excuse me.

It's time to go.

They say the shift is going to happen
this afternoon.

Right. Well, I better get you home, Dad.

have chosen to stay behind, including
yours truly.

We hope that this new beginning, year
one, the second age of man, will bring a

renewed sense of purpose to our planet.

I have just been told that the final
shift will be taking place any moment

We repeat, those who have not made the
change are warned to stay indoors.

Direct exposure to the new sun will kill
within hours.

This is Marcus Gilded, for IBS, on the
verge of the new millennium.

New Year, sir.

It is said that music is a universal
bridge crossing the barriers of culture,

age, and language.

Perhaps eventually we will learn that it
also spans those of time and space.

The Outer Limits will be back again on
Monday at 8, with the double bill

including the UK TV premiere of Series
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