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[Allison] Mom, let's go, come on.

[Sarah] Allison, don't go too far.

Mom, I'm fine.

Are you glad you have your walking stick?

Huh, what are you trying to say anyway about your mom?

Nothing. Nothing.

Just saying that she enjoys her walking stick.

Mom, hurry up, let's go.

It's not that big of a hike.

Allison, don't go too far.

Mom, I'm fine.

-[screaming] -Allison!

[screaming]

-Mom, please! -Hold on, I'm coming.

I'm coming.

Allison!

Allison! Help!

Somebody help me!

Honey, are you okay?

Wake up, baby, wake up.

Oh, come on, baby.

Wake up.

Help!

Somebody help me!

Here, let me help you.

Oh, my God, thank you.

We got to get her out of here.

-Don't. -We got to get help.

I'll watch her. You go.

[screams] I'm not leaving her alone.

Look, I was a medic in the army.

I know what I'm doing. But you've got to get help. Go.

Oh, my God, is she going to--

She's going to be fine,

but you've got to go, now.

Trust me.

[growling softly]

[gasping]

[voice whispering indistinctly]

[Allison moans softly]

[Josh] That was a nasty fall you took.

[man] Did you see that?

Jesus Christ.

[Control Voice] 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 thousand 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.

[Control Voice] They say seeing is believing.

But the true question is

what do you believe you've seen?

You can see why I wanted you to come down and explain this.

Either this is the world's greatest hoax, or something amazing happened.

She was just knocked unconscious.

What about you, honey?

Remember anything funny happening?

Do you think he brought you back to life?

Uh-huh.

Tell me what you remember.

I remember

I was, like, falling, and then...

I saw this bright light

and I felt like I was going towards it.

And the light got bigger and brighter,

then there was this blue light, and it got really bright too.

And then this man stepped out of it.

He smiled,

and when I opened up my eyes...

I saw Josh.

And what did this man look like?

Like an angel.

You think you saw an angel?

What else could it have been?

[man on TV] God does move in mysterious ways,

but who are we to understand the mysteries of God?

Todd?

Todd?

Oh, God.

Um, find out everything you can

on this guy, Josh Butler.

And get us a car. We're gonna need one.

And call Braxton at Clark Air Force base

to see if he's looked at the copy of the video I sent him

and if he believes in it or not,

and if he hasn't, tell him I'm going to kick his ass.

Excuse me, but does this mean we get our check?

You may want to frame this.

-Come on. -Coming.

We rolling?

The little red light says yes.

Mr. Butler, hi.

I'm Judy Warren from Hot Topic.

I'd like to ask you a few questions

about that little girl you raised from the dead, Allison James.

I didn't raise anybody from the dead.

Well, she says she saw a blue light and a man who looked like you.

Look, I'd be happy to talk to you,

but I don't want to do it on camera.

Why not? It doesn't bite.

Maybe not, but I've seen your show, and you do.

Okay.

No camera... for now.

Todd, you're leaving now.

I'm... I'm leaving now? You got it.

I'm a leaving kind of guy.

You wouldn't have any coffee, would you?

-Sure. Come on in. -Thank you.

So what were you doing in the ravine

when Allison fell?

I was taking a hike.

And then you saw her fall

and she died and...

And you brought her back to life. [clears throat]

No.

She was just knocked unconscious.

A little beat up and bloody, but she wasn't dead.

-She was very lucky. -Hmm.

Besides making a great cup of coffee,

what do you do for a living?

I'm a social worker.

I run a small, I guess you could call it, center,

down in Utah.

I work with the poor, the homeless,

try to get them on their feet again.

Give them direction and hope.

Kinda like what you did with Allison a couple days ago?

You know, according to my homework, you don't exist.

For the past three years, you've been the head

of the Arnold Freeman help center.

But before that, nothing.

All your references conveniently moved or dead.

And that army medic line you gave Allison's mother.

Well, Uncle Sam has no record of you either.

So, who are you really?

I know you're really digging for a story here.

I understand that.

But there just isn't one.

What are you trying to hide?

I know it really hurt

when your... Your father left you and your mom.

You felt abandoned and betrayed.

And then when your mom remarried,

you felt betrayed then, too.

It was no longer just you and her against the world

like she promised.

So now you're suspicious of everyone.

But that doesn't mean that everyone is suspicious.

Some people are just...

private.

How do you know this about my parents?

I read your mind.

Plus I read your interview in People two years ago.

[chuckles nervously]

[both chuckling]

You really are a tricky one.

Look, the truth is...

I said this was off the record.

Goodbye, Miss Warren.

Um, that's my personal property.

Cost me $158.

Thanks.

Oh, I almost forgot.

I have a tape of you healing Allison

with a blue light coming out of your hands.

How do you explain that?

You see, I'd like to include your explanation in the story tomorrow night

because it's running as the lead.

What are you talking about?

Yeah, national TV, Hot topic, the story of you saving Allison.

It's a fake.

Somebody added light so that they could sell it to Hot Topic.

Get in on the air.

That's what I thought too, but then what about her arm?

I popped it back in, it was a dislocation.

That's not what the doctor said.

You see, I showed it to three different doctors,

anal compulsive that I am,

and you know what, they all said the same thing.

They said that due to the unnatural position of Allison's arm in the video,

that it had definitely been broken in one, if not two places.

And when Allison's mom took her in for x-rays which I paid for,

they showed that her arm had been broken, what do you know,

in two places recently, but then it had healed.

Kind of sort of miraculous, don't you think?

Any comments now?

What can I say?

It's a fake.

[sighs]

Fine.

So, did he show you his wings?

Let me see what we got.

Well, there's a slight hitch here, because the tape is totally blank.

I thought you said we were rolling.

I thought so too, but there's nothing on it.

Maybe he could heal it.

Ah, very funny.

Great.

There's nothing on my pen cam either.

Okay, that's creepy.

This is either gonna be

the biggest story of the millennium

or the world's greatest hoax.

Either way, we're going to make some news.

-Give me the other camera. -Say please.

This one better work.

Oh, you got to have faith, Jude.

Faith, schmaith. I need video.

At least better video than you already got.

It is something I'd fire you if I didn't enjoy torturing you so much.

You talk about this with your shrink?

Hell, no. I talk about ratings.

Hey, it's working.

[Judy] Look, he's making a run for it.

Damn! Get your stuff, come on.

Jude, look at his cabin.

[exploding]

Todd! Come on!

I'm right here. Stop yelling.

Come on, we got to get to the car. Come on. [panting]

Jude, this is stupid.

Obviously this guy's insane.

Maybe he has a gun or something. Who knows?

This is the only road heading west

for the next 50 miles.

Whoo-hoo, we're going to be famous!

Or dead!

[phone ringing]

Leave me alone.

[Judy] You nearly killed me back there.

I'm sorry. You shouldn't have been spying on me.

Well, that doesn't mean you can kill me.

I said I was sorry.

So where are you going?

I'm going home.

Would that be some other place you plan to blow up?

Listen, for all our sakes,

just let me go.

Mr. Butler, you don't get it, do you?

Once you're news, there's nowhere you can run.

Damn!

[knocking]

Hello?

Anybody here?

Anybody here?

[Judy] Come on, can't you go any faster?

I don't want to get killed.

We're not going to get killed.

-Look out! -[tires screeching]

[pants] You see?

Nobody can outrun the news.

I forgive you.

What? It isn't all that bad.

[car approaching]

Oh, yes, it is.

[inaudible]

[man over loudspeaker] Freeze! U.S. Air Force.

Show your hands. Nobody move.

[officers instructing indistinctly]

[Judy] Unless you want a tape of Josh the wonder boy

raising a little girl from the dead

to be shown on Hot Topic tomorrow night,

and then on every broadcast in America after that

I suggest you let me stay,

otherwise the excrement is going to hit the fan. You can pardon my french.

Don't threaten me, Ms. Warren.

[officer speaking indistinctly]

Josh Butler is a potential danger to the United States.

It's my job to contain and evaluate that danger

and if necessary, eliminate it. Is that understood.

And that's why you brought us here

to camp run amok?

What the hell is this place anyway?

Legacy of the cold war.

Used to be a farm for some of our nuclear bombers,

dead now due to budget cuts.

It's an abandoned air base.

Top secret, no doubt.

Your favorite kind.

All this because he blew up a cabin?

A few days ago, air force satellites picked up

an electromagnetic pulse at 10:18 a.m.

that nearly knocked them out of the sky.

It came from a certain ravine.

Yesterday you sent a copy of your tape to your contact

at Clark Air base for evaluation.

It showed Allison James being revived by Josh Butler

at 10:18 a.m. in that same ravine.

Gold Mountain National Park in Alaska.

Are you getting my drift?

Are you saying Josh gave off that pulse?

Those satellites orbit at 20,000 miles.

Each is hardened against nuclear magnetic pulse attack.

Tonight, two were killed,

One was severely damaged,

from a pulse centered at Josh Butler's cabin.

What kind of man could do that?

You mean we might have been exposed to nuclear radiation?

You were exposed to something.

Then why aren't we dead?

-I don't know, but I'm going to find out. -[unlocks door]

Now strip.

Oh, General. I've got the results on Josh Butler.

-They say anything? -No.

But I've got back some preliminary tests, and according to them

everything about him is average,

or should I say, perfectly average.

Height, weight, blood pressure, cholesterol...

You name it, he's right on the money.

It's like you open up a textbook.

What are you telling me?

I'm telling you it's unnatural to be this perfect. It's inhuman.

It goes beyond statistical anomaly.

He asked to speak to Ms. Warren.

All right, I'll see you in there.

This is gonna make an incredible story.

Jude, you don't get it, they're not gonna let us tell this story.

-How they can stop us? -I don't know.

They'll arrest us or throw us in prison.

The point is, these guys are bad news.

Warren, he's asked to speak with you.

That must really hurt.

Don't worry.

I'll mention you in my Emmy speech.

Just you, Ms. Warren.

This is not radio here, General.

It's called television.

We do this stuff with pictures.

I will say this one last time.

This is a matter of national security,

not an opportunity for you to advance yourself.

Anything that goes on here, you don't talk about it

unless I say otherwise.

What about freedom of the press?

Don't push it, Ms. Warren. We have a problem here.

A lot of smart people are working on it.

You don't want to become another problem for me.

This storm's going to last about another 12 hours.

It's holy hell out there. I don't know where it came from,

but as soon as it's gone, so are you.

I'll just stay here.

[thunder breaking]

What are you doing to him?

He's fine, all we've done is given him a physical so far.

So far? What's next, vivisection?

Until we finish testing him,

Mr. Butler is not going anywhere.

He is too much of a risk.

But look what you're doing to him.

You want to talk to him or not?

You just can't do that to somebody. They have rights.

Major, would you please remove Miss Warren?

Okay, okay, okay.

-[door opening] -[buzzer sounding]

If you just cooperate, Mr. Butler,

things will go a lot easier for you.

Let me go.

What did you want to talk to me about?

I have to get out of here before the storm ends.

Why?

I just have to.

Why don't you blast out of here like you did at the cabin?

Though I'd appreciate it

if you'd at least let me get out of range first.

I can't.

That's not why I'm here.

Why are you here, Mr. Butler?

You got me into this.

Don't you think you should get me out?

It's your choice.

I can't.

Ms. Warren.

I'm really sorry about this.

I know.

It's just some barium dye.

It won't hurt you.

Captain Marquez.

Thank you.

[machine powers on]

Showtime.

Let's see what's inside him.

5.8...

7.9.

Not getting any readings.

Keep going.

Scan level is...

10.2.

No readings.

Increasing intensity.

13.1 and still nothing.

Continue scanning, Colonel.

14.3.

15.8.

We're exceeding safe limits... 16.

Jesus. You're killing him.

Quiet, Ms. Warren.

[groaning]

Dios mio.

16.9.

[Lt. Marquez] General, I really don't think--

-[General] Keep going. -[Judy] Stop it.

Can't you see what you're doing?

-[Major] Still nothing on the scanner. -[groaning]

-17.4. -[alarm blaring]

You're crazy, you know that? You're killing him.

Sir, we don't want the subject to expire.

[General] Controlling ourselves, Captain. Where are his vitals?

He's dying, you idiot!

Major, remove Ms. Warren.

Still reading normal, 18.1.

Argh!

Sir!

Should I have to have you removed too, Captain?

Please stop this!

Nineteen!

[gasps]

[voices chanting and whispering indistinctly]

Oh, I can't see.

Neither can I.

According to this, nothing happened at the moment of the light explosion.

That's correct.

The monitors picked up nothing.

Body functions remain unchanged.

There's nothing even on video.

Why do you keep talking like nothing happened?

We're sitting here half-blind.

Light was shooting out of his body.

Because the only way we can determine what happened

is to eliminate the possibilities.

Those monitors could have exploded from a power surge.

Please, we all know what we saw.

What did you see, Ms. Warren, I saw an alien figure

that was big with lots of teeth.

I saw myself, only older.

And I saw swirling lights.

[Major] We all had different visions

caused by light-induced seizures

or mass hallucinations,

or telepathic projections,

that are on a scale that's amazing.

Maybe we saw the face of God.

He's an alien. Don't you get it?

Why do you keep arguing with her?

No, sir, she's right.

You just don't want to say it.

He brought that girl back to life.

He turned water into gasoline.

He was on fire, but he wasn't consumed.

Captain, that is enough.

No, sir.

You just don't see it.

Only God could do those things.

Nanotechnology hardwired to the brain.

Whatever power he has, he gives it a boost,

and "Bingo," off we go to the movies.

God spoke to Moses from a burning bush,

and he spoke to us just now.

Captain, one more outburst like that and I will have you locked up.

Well, if he's not God, what is he?

He's an alien. How many times do I have to say it?

Just because somebody has extraordinary abilities,

why does everybody jump to the metaphysical?

Because we're all afraid of dying.

I mean, what happens afterwards? Anything?

Some of us are so scared of dying

that we'd rather believe in aliens, like you do.

At least aliens are alive like we are.

And that means they can be killed like we can,

which in some weird way makes them just like us.

But if something's metaphysical,

and if someone's beyond death,

you can't kill them.

You can't destroy them, you can't control them,

and for some people, that's too much to handle.

Before we start praying to him, there's a few things we need to check out.

Did you hear anything I just said?

If he can feel pain, he's alive.

If he's alive, he's not metaphysical.

End of story!

Could be some kind of genetic mutation.

What do you think he is?

What do I think he is?

I'll tell you what I think he is.

He wants him killed, he wants to worship him.

If I brought him home to meet my kids,

they'd probably want to help him phone home.

I don't know what he is, except that he is dangerous.

No, he's not. He hasn't hurt anybody.

She's right, he is God. And God is merciful.

He's not God. He knocked out two satellites.

God wouldn't bother with that?

Why don't you just let him go?

I don't want to let him go. I will tell you why I don't let him go.

Look how we are all reacting.

You multiply that by 200 million,

or six billion.

Until we know who he really is,

he will be placed inside our deep containment capsule.

[buzzer sounding]

I respect you, Mr. Butler, I really do.

And in some strange way, I feel we could be friends,

but at the end of the day,

if I feel that you have become an intolerable threat

to the United States, I will do my duty and kill you.

It won't matter if I like you or not.

And if you do kill me, General...

how will you feel about yourself?

There are a lot of things I don't like about myself.

General?

May I speak to Ms. Warren again?

[buzzer sounds]

Oh, my God.

Hi.

Why do you keep wanting to talk to me?

Because you're looking for the truth.

About me.

And about yourself.

Usually when I'm talking to my shrink,

I'm the one lying down.

You're avoiding.

A lot of people use humor for that.

Okay. The truth?

Are you an alien?

Or God, or what?

A guy from the future or the distant past?

I mean, look at you.

You look like King Tut.

If I tell you who I am, someone will kill you.

No, you're the one that's gonna get killed

if you don't tell them who you are.

They won't believe it.

Even if you run it all over Hot Topic in the news,

people will refuse to tolerate it.

This is such crap.

Why don't you just tell me what's going on?

If I had to tell you what I know,

mankind will lose his sense of free will,

and without free will, what's the purpose of life?

Look what happens in your own history.

When a superior culture meets a more primitive one,

extinction.

The primitives can't resist.

Their values are displaced.

They lose their identity.

They lose their faith in themselves

and in their culture and in their God,

and then their culture dies, and then they do.

Are you saying that if they keep you here we're all going to die?

I'm saying is your faith strong enough?

[sighs]

I don't know if I have faith.

Everything and everyone I've ever counted on

has always let me down, or I've let them down.

Listen to me, I could die here.

Or be stranded.

I need your help.

You've got to trust me.

You've got to have faith in me,

and in yourself that you'd be doing the right thing.

Then after the autopsy, the subject will be stored

in cryogenic suspension in Humboldt Caverns in area 51.

Assuming that is we don't have to share pieces of him

with N.S.A., C.I.A., T.T.D.,

or any other service of the government

that word leaks out to.

Are you going to tell the President?

I haven't decided yet.

You can't do this, sir.

At ease, Captain.

You have to let him go.

Put that gun down, Captain. That's an order!

Sir, no, sir!

And Jesus said unto him,

"Thou shalt love the lord thy God

with all thy heart

and all thy soul and all thy mind."

That is the first and great commandment.

Then shoot me. Get it over with and shoot me.

You have to let him go!

Shoot me!

You can't move him!

I'm going to move him.

[whimpering softly]

Escort Captain Marquez

back to his quarters and confine him there.

[door closes]

What if he is an alien...

And we terminate him

then he doesn't report back or go home

and the people from his planet come looking for him?

[alarm ringing]

Where are the guards?

She trapped them in the mess hall.

Ms. Warren,

Ms. Warren, open the door.

[Judy] I don't know how I know these codes to get you out of here,

but I've stopped asking those questions.

[General] Ms. Warren!

-[buzzer alarm ringing] -The door, Ms. Warren.

[machine turning on]

-Ms. Warren, open the door! -[knocking at door]

She's opening it up.

[alarm blaring continuously]

Ms. Warren.

[Judy] Come on, Todd's got a car at the end of the tunnel.

[Judy] I can't believe how lucky we were getting out of there.

[Josh] It's not always luck that guides you, Judy.

[Todd] Well, whatever it is, I hope we don't run out of it.

[Josh] Turn here.

[tires screeching]

Where are you going?

Up there.

This is stupid. Stupid, stupid.

You know what, I said we were going to get killed,

and now we're going to get killed.

Just shut up and come on, nobody's going to get killed.

Forget it. Okay, you know what, I'm staying here.

[Judy] Oh, that's a good idea.

We've only broken about a million rules.

I'm sure they'd love to talk to you about it.

I'll tell them the truth, that he...

That he brainwashed us.

And that he, that he turned us into zombies.

We were...

We were mindless automatons

bent on doing his nefarious will.

Hey, you know what? You're the one who made me steal back his clothes!

Okay, so...

maybe they won't buy the truth.

[Major] Sir, tracking indicates he's heading back to Gold Mountain.

[General] Lock and load.

Why are we going up here?

Because you still have a decision to make.

What?

What decision? [grunts]

I already helped you escape.

For God's sakes, what more do you want?

You'll know when the time comes.

I don't want to know when the time comes, I want to know now.

I can't tell you.

Sure you can.

You just say, "Judy, here's what you have to decide,"

and tell me.

It's not that simple.

Look, I'm not going any further

until you tell me what's going on.

If the Air Force captures us again,

you will never know what your decision is.

That much I will tell you.

So what's my big decision?

[Josh] It's coming.

Don't worry, you're not going to miss it now.

Miss what?

That you really are an alien

and your ship's coming, is that it?

[panting] You want me to go with you?

I'll go, I'll go.

It'll be the biggest story of the universe.

All endings are beginnings, Judy.

It's time for me to go.

They're heading uphill.

Alright, B squad, establish a perimeter around the base.

We don't want them doubling back

-and slipping past us. -Get your toys, Frank.

Look, you just can't go like this.

You got to tell me.

What are you?

An alien, an angel?

God?

What?

What does it matter what I am?

I am who you say I am.

That's up to you to decide.

Well, I could use a little help here.

Come on.

Jude, let's go.

Is that what you're really looking for?

Help?

Yeah.

[sobs] Help with my life, help with my job.

I want to know what I'm supposed to do.

I'm afraid, can't you see that?

We all are.

Afraid of everything, afraid of you.

You're not going to tell me, are you?

I've already told you all you need to know.

God, I hate you.

You know that expression "you're cute when you're angry"?

Yeah.

It's not always true.

[gasps] How can you joke at a time like this?

We came a lot farther this time, didn't we?

Mankind.

Things are better, aren't they?

You were just trying to make up your mind, right?

Don't look at me.

Turn your face away.

Don't go.

I have to.

Are you coming back?

What I am doesn't matter.

What you are does.

No.

We've got to get closer.

Goodbye, Judy.

Jude, there's guys all over the mountain.

We got to get going!

[panting] They're almost here.

[General] Where is he?

Was there a ship?

Do you have any record?

All our equipment is back at the base.

Don't look at me.

I want every grain of this mountain searched.

We'll work our way down

till we meet up with B squad. Go!

Goodbye, Judy.

The one thing he couldn't do

is erase this after he left.

We're going to make a ton of money.

[sighs]

[device beeps]

What are you doing? Are you crazy?

I'm making my decision.

Come on.

[Control Voice] Throughout history,

the search for faith has led man

to look to the stars and the heavens for answers.

But only by looking into ourselves

may we truly find it.