All language subtitles for Alien Party Crashers [495626].English

(electronic whirring)

(suspenseful music)

(suspenseful violin music)

(water dripping)

(breathing heavily)

(water pouring)

(muffled groans)

- Ah shit.

- Lieutenant Randall.
- Yes damn it.

- Wilson sir, RAF.
- Hey do you mind?

- Sorry sir.

- Which way?

You know why I joined
the US Air Force Wilson?

- No sir.

- To see my beautiful
country, and to be in the air.

Instead I'm walking through
a freezing English forest

because one of your guys
said he saw a light.

- You're commanding officer felt somebody

from both countries
should investigate sir.

- My commanding officer is a dick.

Shine it over here.

- Resin, trees been exposed to heat.

- Camp fires?
- No sign of one.

- Shine up.

Branch is broken up in the treeline.

- Something came down, your
man might have seen something.

Okay, let's move off this,

shit what the hell is that?

- We have a body sir, looks
Vietnamese what's left of him.

- I think I stepped on some of him.

(jittery electronic noise)

(both screaming)

- [Male] We're close, I think,
that's what the map says.

That's where the lady is.

- [Guide] Why you want
to talk to this lady?

Plenty of nice girls in Hanoi.

- [Male] No, no, no thanks, er this lady

witnessed an abduction,
her friend was taken.

- [Guide] So we go to police?

- [Male] Oh I don't think
so, she said a craft appeared

as big as three of those
mountains up there.

- Craft?
- A UFO.

UFO right, sightings in Vietnam
are actually quite common.

Urgh, oh God, I think I
got a fly in my mouth.

That's disgusting.

This is her.
(speaking in foreign language)

Hello, don't be afraid.

Where was her friend standing?

(speaking foreign language)

And where was the UFO?

(speaking foreign language)

(dramatic music)

- Yes, I can confirm that,
that's a definite, yes ma'am.

Several, at least 10, they're
all in separate containers.

Well some are mac and cheese
and some are sandwiches.

Because she likes them Patrice,

there's fruit in there too okay.

Look, I got to go, yeah, yeah

I'll be home late tonight okay, bye.

- Agent Kendrick.

- I don't really have a
title, just call me Kendrick.

- Yes sir.

- Where?
- Up island.

(dog barking and whining)

- Scene secure.

- Private beach, owners
don't come til August.

Not much to secure really.

Oh let me get this.

- Estimated TOD.

- Uh hi, who are you?

- This is agent, this is Mr. Kendrick.

- I'm estimating time of death
is when he hit the ground,

six o'clock this morning, in
front of two 15 year olds.

One of them my stepdaughter
who's now grounded.

- Small community.

- They claim they saw flashes of light

and then Ben Murphy and his crew

disappear from his boat
a little ways off shore.

- A local fishing crew.

- [Kendrick] The boat?

- Pulled it in this morning,
no sign of the crew,

nothing suspicious on the boat.

- The girls had ingested several
office cleaning products.

- The wounds indicate?

- He fell from pretty high
up, as in from a plane.

- [Kendrick] ID?

- Found this in his pocket.

- Kurt Nesbo.

- Says he's from Oslo, also
found this in the wallet.

Ticket to a gala show or
something, Oslo opera house.

But it's dated April 30th 2013,

that's almost a year from
now, he must have really

want to see that show.

- This ticket's been
torn, he saw the show.

- He, sorry he what?

(train chugging)

- ID was confirmed, Kurt
Nesbo of Oslo Norway.

Cause of death, injuries from a fall.

All flights that evening were
grounded due to the storm,

over one year later we track
reports of a Kurt Nesbo,

same ID, disappearing from a
gala at the opera house at Oslo

during intermission.

- Sorry, DC Metro sucks,
why are we in a hotel?

- We own it.

ID, Stanley.

- Gillman.

DOD owns a hotel.

- Sit down.

The same time the body dropped
that image was sent to us.

- Sent?
- Sent in the mail,

on a phone that hadn't been invented yet.

- Well, they don't know
how to spell happy.

We got IDs on any of these guys?

- One of them's MOD.

- Ministry of Defense UK.

- Yes, thank you I know what it means.

- Do we have a map?

- You show up late to
an eyes only briefing

and you, you would like a map.

- Like a really big map
that we can put pins in.

- [Wilson] Do you see a pattern?

- Let me save you some energy,

we know where it's gonna happen next.

- [Marcie] Okay how?

- They told us.

- They told you?
- They?

What did they say?

- They have a proposal and they want us

to see it happen again.

- Where?

Lower cumtrch, lower coom,

lower cum, lower cumtwa,

how do you even say that?

(laughing)

- [Male On Radio] Huw Richards
has called in, saying there's

a New Years Eve party in Lower Cwmtwrch.

Not to be confused with
Upper Cwmtwrch of course,

where the special DJ host, sponsored by

Selwyn Reese, the fishmonger.

Nothing fishy, just delishy.

Might want to think about
hiring a new marketing

team Selwyn, just kidding, or am I?

Welsh language radio is coming up in a mo,

but first here's the new classic.

(suspenseful music)

(bag unzipping)

- [Steve] Hi there, you're
through to Steve Dennis,

the Microphone Menace,
do you know what to do,

oh I think you do.

- Oh Steve where the fuck are you?

You told me to meet you
here, it's your party init,

give me a ring back alright, it's Huw bye.

(pop music on the radio)

- They're mine.

You're fit but you're not that fit.

- Yeah right.

- So is this where you give me the speech.

- What speech?

- It was fun, but you're a famous DJ,

need to get back to
London, don't have time

for anything remotely
serious, blah, blah, blah.

- No I, I wasn't gonna say that.

- Okay.

- No what I was gonna say was,

if I'm honest I'm not a good person

and that nice guy veneer from the radio

is easy to sustain on the airwaves

but let's face it, we were both
just in this for ourselves,

you know, for personal gain.

So I think it's best if I just leave.

But although we only had a few hours,

we had the passion of a lifetime.

- That's from a film, that
last thing you just said,

that's from The Terminator.

You couldn't even be
bothered to watch a rom com

and steal something from that.

You decided to quote a
film about a killer cyborg

who travels through time.

- It is romantic to be fair,
no it is, at the end --

- Fuck off Steve.
- Thanks.

Okay good, I never liked you okay.

- Thank you for that Steve.

- Good, well thanks for everything.

- Thank you.

- Take care.
- You too.

- I'll get dressed downstairs
so don't worry about --

- Bye Steve, thank you.

- Bye then.

- Bye.
- Good.

Hi, sorry I missed your
call, I was in a meeting.

- Yeah, yeah, you told me
to meet you here at eight,

it's your party mate.

- Yeah, how many takers?

- A few, not many.

- Just a few.

- There's a big New Years
Eve thing at Cinders,

a lot of people going to that.

- Look I've got an investor
coming from London,

I need more people there, please Huw,

just get me some more fucking people.

Thanks.

- Miles, Sunita, whenever
you don't call me

for this long I know something's going on.

So I am moderately
concerned, call me back, bye.

- There's something about
this guy you keep calling.

- Who says it's a guy?

- Because your voice goes funny.

- It's work thank you.

- Yeah, well you're always on the phone.

- Am I, do you wanna try and take it back.

Go on, do you wanna try --

- This is a holiday
alright, so we need to stay

away from technology.

(phone ringing)

That's bloody Steve.

Hello Steve.

- Why did I come back to Wales?

- You tell me.

- [Steve] Someone's nicked my fucking car.

- Hi Steve.

- Oh is that Suny, how's she doing?

- Still my sister.

- [Steve] Half sister isn't it.

- She has my full protection.

- [Steve] I was just checking
mate, how far away are you?

- About 45 minutes.

- Call me when you're five minutes away,

I'll tell you which pub.

- Great. (sighs deeply)

- What, nothing happened Naveen.

- Yeah.

(dramatic music)

- Oh that's a big screen, nice.

Would have been nice if we had it earlier.

- [Wilson] Excuse me.

- I mean that's not just
in the movies right,

they do have those situations.

- They do have those yes,
do you know the budget

that gets allocated to this department?

Seeing as how it officially doesn't exist.

- You want to be in agriculture,
they get a lot of money.

You should see the size
of the TVs and conference

rooms for them.

- I hope I'm not out of line here sir,

that file implies that
time traveling aliens

are doing experiments on
humans and making a power play.

Isn't this an imminent threat?

- Not to us, they come at
us, you'd be seeing that

on a very big screen.

Weather reports.

- Cloud and rain up in
Scotland, but due to blow north

not south, you wanna tell
me what we're looking for?

- You'll know it when you see it.

- Hello.

Hello.

(singer on the radio)

Hello.

Hello.

Hello.

(man screams)
Jesus.

Steve Dennis, good job I
hid you could have been

someone coming to rob the place.

- Not me, I just broadcast
criminally good entertainment.

- You remember me from school Steven?

I tried to teach your geography,
I failed, but I tried.

Mr. Jones, Robert Jones.

- Yes of course, Bobby J, Bob the Bones.

- No, I just made that name up.

Alan Thomas.

- Yeah, Mr. T.

- Made that one up as well.

- Yep, Mr. Jenkins.

- Sergeant Jenkins.

Got my old job as a copper back.

Plus I own the pub.

- Right, well congratulations.

- I'm on duty tonight.

- Oh I'm sorry.

- No, I love it, feel of the streets.

- Well it's just the one
street really isn't it,

and a few lanes.

- Parties, noise
complaints, I'll be on that.

You're having a party aren't you Steven?

- Just a little shindig, nothing um,

warming up from about 3
PM, mellow stuff initially

before we kick into the drum and base.

- Might have to stop by.

- Yeah do when your shifts done,

I'll save you a few drinks.

- Check on the noise, bye bye now.

- I actually just fancied a pint.

- Tata.
- Okay.

Nice to see you sir.

- Twat.

(drum and base music in car)

- So how you been Suny everything alright?

- Yeah, good, you?

- Yeah great, really great, good thanks.

- [Male On Radio] Now to Steve
Dennis the microphone menace.

- Hey it's me, it's the show.

Not live obviously
because we're in the car.

Pre-recorded that's what we call that.

- [Steve On Radio] Soon
I'll be menacing again

when I phone some feminists

to ask for their bra sizes,
if you're gonna burn 'em,

got to earn 'em.

Now we've had lots of
emails in for Steve's --

- There he is.

- [Steve On Radio] What
is your favorite hole?

- You can park over there.

That's Naveen.

- Didn't you used to work the Viceroy?

- No, no, no he didn't, no
that's a mate of mine from London

with tons of cash and that's his sister.

So no, none of your jokes alright.

- What jokes?

- Any of the ones that you tell.

♪ Burned by my velvet dreams ♪

- He's not using a turn table?

- Well turn tables were
out, and then they were in,

and now they're, well
actually they're still in,

we just couldn't get one, could we Tony.

- Nah.

- And you know Steve how?

- Friends of his moms,
and we run the local B&B.

If his venture gets off the ground,

then we'll give his guest DJs a discount,

won't we Ton.

- Aye.

- His venture?

- Yeah, Valley Palace.

- Sorry?

- VIP Nightclubs in the valleys.

He wants to set something up back here

what with them probably
firing him in London you know.

Oh my fucking mouth.

- Hi, is there a corkscrew anywhere?

- Sorry?

- A corkscrew?
- Corkscrew?

- Yeah, yeah, I bought some wine.

- Yeah I know what it's for.

- Don't say anything will you.

- Of course not.

- Stick some 90s stuff on Steve, oh, oh.

- So there is a corkscrew yeah?

- No, sorry.

♪ Ain't got much money, ♪

♪ Got some David Bowie, ♪

♪ Now the whole damn bar's
singing bad karaoke ♪

♪ Like oh you pretty things ♪

♪ Does anybody in here
wanna buy me chicken wings ♪

♪ Enough about supper all I need is ♪

♪ Barkeep pour me another ♪

♪ Back to the club would
you take him for a sucker ♪

(music trails off)

- Hey there.
- Hey.

- Still at the travel agent?

- Yep.

- Valley Palace.

- No, fucking Ryan.

- Is that why I'm down here?

- [Steve] What do you mean?

- Because of Nav, he could invest

and it would seem odd not to invite me.

- I thought you both
might like a nice weekend

out of the city.

- I don't know why you act
so weird around me Steve.

Is it because something happened,

or because not enough happened?

- Here's the thing Suni, you, me, we,

had a great few moments but ultimately

each person had to protect
their own interests.

When you think about it
we were both just in it

for ourselves.

- Unbelievable.

- Thank you.

- You said the same thing
to me the next morning.

The funny thing is you
probably don't even remember

what happened, would you
like me to remind you?

- No, if I could potentially
not be full of shit

do you think it might be possible to --

- Excuse me can you turn
the music down please.

Ah, hello again.

- Agnes, Agnes Dee.

- Very good, Agnes Davis, it is printed

on all the red gas bills in the hallway

so you're not exactly Sherlock.

- Go back inside shall I.

- I'm comin' in.

- Hello.
- Hi.

- Agnes D, see told you
I remembered your name.

- My dad lives on the next farm,

he wants the music off.

- Can I do anything to change his mind?

- He's a raging alcoholic,
I could take him

a bottle of vodka to act
as a sort of sedative.

But in return I would
require a bottle for myself

and an invitation to this
doubtless amazing party.

- Um.

- Oh go on, I'll even
throw in a cover story

about how we're just platonic friends,

so you can try and shag the Indian bird,

she's very pretty.

- We're just friends.

- We're all just friends.

This way.

- Yeah.

(suspenseful music)

- So all that --

I thought you were in the hallway.

- No you're mistaken.

- Right.

- Just had a large cloud
mass form over Calais

within seconds moving west.

- Kendrick] Here it comes.

- Smells good, what's on it?

- [Kendrick] Pepperoni.

- Vegetarian, thanks for checking.

- Huw, stop drinking
now, alright, that's it,

nice big smiles, one, two, three.

Happy New Year.

- [All] Happy new Year.

- Good.
- Give us a look then,

give us a look.

♪ Tonight ♪

♪ Whoa ♪

♪ Whoa ♪

♪ Tonight ♪

♪ I know you love me for a ♪

(rain pouring)
(thunder rumbling)

(TV playing in the distance)

- Bit quiet for New Years Eve isn't it?

- Normally packed in here,
fucking Steve Dennis.

- Sorry.

- Another shandy?

- No I'm fine with this one thanks.

- Well, I'm fine with my scotch.

- Right.

Can I ask you a question?

- What?

- Is anyone round here having a party?

Do you recognize any of these people?

- Never seen them.

- [Female On Radio] Okay great stuff,

- Right.

and it wouldn't be new
years eve without some odd

phone calls, here we have some listeners

reporting UFO's in Neath.

- Neath.

- Mr. Barnes, you gonna
pay for that shandy.

- Alright, I love what
you've done with the place,

really nice, tinsel, Happy New Year.

- Fucking weirdo.

(footsteps overhead)

Hello!

Hello!

(muffled music)

If this is Huw having a girly giggle,

I will plant mushrooms on you,

fucking will as well!

(loud banging in the distance)

(suspenseful music)
(creature growling)

What the fuck are you playing at?

(screaming)

- How you doing?

- It's the microphone menace.

- That's right it is me.

So boys grab your girls,
boys grab your boys whatever,

I don't judge, almost
that time of the evening

where I get to wish you a Hapy New Year.

Alright let's do this,
let's start this countdown.

- [All] 10, nine --

- Whoa, whoa you're 30 seconds out Steve,

it says on my app.

- Oh, I'm 30 seconds off,
that's fine, I can fill,

I can do this.
- Yeah.

- Thank you's I guess.

Nav, Suni I love you
guys coming all the way

from London, you are brilliant thank you.

Ryan and of course the gorgeous Tommy

offering wonderful deals
at the Peacock B&B.

Go and stay there if
you're gonna stay anywhere.

And who else, oh yes,
there he is, the main man,

Selwyn Reese and his fried fish.

- Yeah.

- If you want a piece of
skate, get to my mate,

I think have I done it, that's it,

okay let's go, let's countdown proper.

- [All] 10, nine, eight, seven.

(loud thud on the ceiling)

- Happy New Year.

- Alright, alright, everyone calm down,

that's fine, just stay in
doors, don't go outside,

we'll work out what this is.

I'll be back with you
soon, thanks, thanks.

- Sorry, sorry.

Stevo.

(fireworks exploding)

- Oh.

(thunder rumbling)

- What?

- What just happened.

- What?

- Come in Steve, it might start up again.

- I'm a valley boy Rye,
not afraid of a few drops.

- If you're such a proud valley boy,

how come you changed your accent

the minute you moved to London?

- What?

- You used to sound like me.

- What's up there?

Can you see anything?

- Shit!

- Fuck me.
- Sorry.

- Is that a spear?

- Maasai.

- What?

- It's in Ecola, it's
short for close attacks.

African Maasai tribe, see the blade has

a distinctive fish shape.

Masters in anthropology.

- Yeah well don't take it inside,

I've only rented the place.

- Sunita, you're keeping odd hours.

- Sorry to disturb you sir.

- I take it this isn't a drink and dial

to say how much you appreciate
me as your new boss.

- We may have a Canary incident sir.

- May have a what?

- This would make it the
second after Rendlesham sir.

- Do not mention Rendlesham.

Rendlesham was a long time ago,
it's probably best forgotten

two soldiers from two
countries disappeared,

we had to tell their families
they died in a train accident.

Oh the Yanks kicked up a fuss.

- It has a similar MO sir, foreign corpse,

sudden impact, no sign of aircraft.

- How can you tell?

- It just fell on the party I'm at.

On the house.

- Bit weird in it?

- That's putting it mildly.

- Oh look at me with my red wine

and my long words.

- Have you got a problem mate?

- Yeah I fucking have actually.

Why don't we step outside.

- We are outside.

- And what can you confirm about the body?

- I can't quite yet sir,
it's still on the roof.

It did drop this though.

- There's something on the roof

that may or may not be a corpse,

and you have a funny looking stick.

- Sir --
- Oh I knew

you should never have
lead me to the Yanks.

They filled your head with spaceships.

- A Viennese boatman dropped
on Rendlesham in 1980,

then disappeared in 96, they
tracked him, definite ID.

- Yes, says your friend Miles Kendrick,

who for some reason only
has a level five clearance.

Sunita listen, aliens don't exist,

time travel does not exist.

Happy New Year.

Get a towel, you don't
mix red and white --

- [Huw] Oh you're fucking
asking for it pal.

- [Naveen] Yeah.

- Yeah I'll knock that little smug look

right off your face.

- [Naveen] Alright just back off man.

- Yeah you back off.

- Huw, Huw mate please.

- Oh what so it's fine if
you're a famous fucking DJ

or a rich knob but if you work in a pub

you can fuck off is it.

He's not gonna give you his money anyway,

your Valley Club ideas fucking rubbish.

- Fuck!
- Fuck!

- Fucking hell I'm so
sorry, that was me again.

- What is that?

What the fucks going on here in Wales?

Is this normal?

Fuck sake.

(fireworks exploding)

- What now?

- Observe and report.

- That's it?

- Orders.

- I can't do my job if I don't know

what the objective is.

- You've been told exactly what --

- What is your job title?

- Same as you, analyst.

- Really, you look like you analyze people

who are tied to a chair.

What are we doing here?

- Listen to me.
(phone beeping)

- Can you hear me, hello yeah.

My names Huw Richards, I'm
a barman at the Cross Keys,

that's not important,
look a dead black man

just fell out of the sky onto my house.

Well it's not actually
my house, I'm renting it,

and also there was this rain right,

and then it just turned
off like it was a big

fucking tap in the sky or something.

So can you send coppers,
an ambulance, hello.

Oh I got cut off.

- Yeah or they've hung up.

- I'll try calling them.

- Steve.
- Yeah.

- I need to make sure my dad's okay.

- No one's going out there
til we know what's going on.

- I've seen the body, that's
not gonna hurt me is it?

- Yeah but Agnes seriously.

- Look, if one of those
has fallen on my dads roof

he's gonna freak out.

- I'll go with you.

(dramatic music)

We should all go, it could get worse.

- Uh, it could get a lot
worse outside actually,

besides we don't want to see a dead body

thank you very much.

- Look the other way then, scaredy poof.

- Do you want a fucking beating?

- [Huw] As if you could.

- I'm black belt in Wing Chun.

- What's that, fucking flower arranging.

- Boys, Nav what'd they say.

- I don't think they believed me.

You're a nutter sis.

- We'll be fine.

(tense dramatic music)

- We stay together, we stay together.

- There's nothing out there.

- We stay inside.
- There's nothing out there.

- Wing Chung
- There's nothing out there.

- We stay inside.
- There's nothing out there.

- We stay together.
- There's nothing out there.

- Win Chung.
- We stay inside.

[Agnes] So how do you know Steve?

- Is he really worth talking about?

- No actually, what do you do in London?

- Travel agent.

- Really.

- [Sunita] What about you?

- [Agnes] I work for the local paper.

- [Sunita] Oh, a journalist.

- Councils Binbag
Blunder, hardly Watergate.

I can tell when people are lying though.

- I still can't get signal.

Just gonna check Lisa
hasn't burnt down the B&B.

- Your phone is shit.

- Where's yours?

- In the car.

- Be careful it's muddy (clears throat)

Love you.
- Yeah whatever.

(breathes heavily)

♪ Are you from Scotland,
nu, I am from Wales. ♪

- Alright mate.
- Fuck off.

♪ Are you from England, no ♪

♪ Are you from Scotland, no ♪

♪ Are you from Ireland, no ♪

♪ I'm from fucking Wales. ♪

(singing continues in the distance)

- Ah there you are.

Got you, you little fucker.

(loud thud on the roof)

(creature grunting)

(tense dramatic violin music)

- Please!

(thunder rumbles)
(rain pours)

- Do you mind if I go in on my own,

my dad might be?

- Sure.

- [Female On TV] The
assailant wore a yellow mac --

- Dad.

- [Female On TV] And
appears pale and crazed.

I don't think he's
anyones catch of the day.

- Dad, you awake?

(TV speaking foreign language)
- Dad.

Dad?

Dad.
(he coughs)

(creature growling)

(muffled screaming)

(tense violin music)

(upbeat pop music)

- Gerrant, come too, it's
a party, it's a party.

Let's get drunk and make some mistakes.

- Slightly inappropriate
time to be taking Es.

- NHS, when did you call the police?

- Half an hour ago.

- Brilliant, hardly anything.

You know this isn't
exactly how I planned it,

and Huw and everything I --

- Did you really used to sound like him?

- Yeah a bit, but no London station

wants a DJ sounding like that now do they.

- Suni's always sounded the same,

but I grew up sounding like my mom.

I got picked on big time,
kids doing impressions of me,

they sounded more Welsh then Indian.

I changed the way I spoke to fit in,

Suni'd never have cared though.

I suppose that's why I'm
so protective of her.

Not that she needs it.

(TV speaking foreign language)

- [Female On TV] Pale and crazed.

(TV speaking in foreign language)

- [Female On TV] Pale and crazed.

(dramatic music)

(creature grunting)

(breathing heavily)

- [Wilson] Getting some
reports on the ground.

- We have people there?

- Just the local police, reports of bodies

falling from the sky,
civilians with stab wounds.

- Shit.

I want as many feeds as we
can, satellite, HCL, traffic,

whatever we got.

- It's a party, it's a
happy, happy New Year party.

2015, and all the Londoners coming down,

ooh look at me I've got nice hair

and my sister's fit.

- Huw cork it.

- But I haven't finished my set yet.

- Why haven't we had any complaints?

- What?

- The neighbors, and where's Tommy?

- I don't know mate, I do not
keep track of all the gays.

- I've been working on a
series of adventure novels

about this sort of DJ explorer.

I could write you one.

- Have you seen my waste of a boyfriend?

- Not for a while no.

- If he's found the weed in the car.

Thomas.

- Maybe I could write
like a chapter where --

- Stop talking Steve.
- Yeah, happy New Year.

- Thomas you found the
fucking hash didn't you?

- Thomas!

(suspenseful music)

- Fuck.

(creature grunting)

- Come on!

- Come on.
- What the fuck.

- David.

(groaning in pain)

- This isn't a true
representation of Valley Palace.

- Shut up Steve.

- You know, Huw promised me
like 600 guests, honestly.

- Shut up Steve.

- You alright Sis?

- Where's the key for the door?

- Something's chasing
us, it just killed Tommy.

Fuck I'm gonna hide, see you.

- [Sunita] We need to stay together.

- There's nothing out there.

- We stay inside.

- I don't know what all the noise is about

but I'm going outside to
get myself some more beer.

(groaning in pain)

(creature groaning)

♪ I see the rain falling down ♪

- Shit.

(creature growling)

- [Steve] Get it please, get it.

- Shit, shit.

(creature growling)

- Jesus, fuck off.
- What?

- This is my hiding place, fuck off.

- Where are I gonna hide?

- Not my problem.

- I'll give you a fucking
problem, budge up.

(grunting in pain)

- Fuck off.
- No go.

- Jesus, fucking, fuck.

(door closes softly)

(creature growling)
(woman screaming)

(body thumping)

(intense dramatic music)

- There was a fucking corkscrew.

- Come on, come on, come on.

I got him, I got him, get the spear.

Get the fucking spear.

- I can't find it.

- I can't hold him, I can't hold him.

(neck snapping)

- Oh fuck.

- Shit.

(both grunting)

- You cunt.

(breathing heavily)

- Fucking touch my
mustache you fucking prick.

- Found it.

(sirens wailing)

- What the fuck are they?

- I don't know, just want them to go away.

- Sunita.
- We've been attacked.

- If you would like me
to call them terrorists

instead of aliens I will.

- I believe you, a
corpse similar to the one

you encountered landed
only two miles from here.

We are in lockdown, I've
got no agents within

a 20 mile radius of you,
but I'm tracking you okay.

I'm tracking you and I've
informed local police.

- Police are otherwise occupied sir.

- Sunita listen, listen,
it seems the higher ups

haven't been entirely
honest with either of us.

Rendlesham wasn't the first incident.

(car alarm wailing)

- Hey the phone reception was rubbish

and now it's totally gone
because of the weather right.

That relies on transmissions
through the air.

Internet is mainly cables underground.

There's no Wi-Fi here, but
I'm picking up a signal

in another house, really faint.

- You wanna what, email the police?

- No I want to get hold of someone

who might know all about this.

- Oh yeah, like hello we've
been attacked and killed

by vampire fisherman, do
you have an opinion on that.

Only my friend Sunita thinks it might be

your area of expertise.

- Shut up Steve.

- Look we all know at this point

that I don't actually work
for a travel agents right.

- Yeah, I was wondering
when you were gonna tell me.

- So what are you then?

- MOD.

- You've got a Masters of Interior Design?

- Ministry of Defense you fucking knob,

where's the I in that?

- Piss off, do I look like
I belong in a spy thriller?

No, no I don't, no my job is,

and hopefully will still be to provide

quality and slightly adult entertainment

to an impressively large
number of London listeners.

And yes, actually, I
did think that working

in a travel agents was
beneath Sunita's skill

and intelligence level but I
didn't want to point that out,

did I, no because I
thought it might be rude.

- As opposed to suggesting that you, me,

and the girl from the radio
station have a threesome.

- What!
- No, no, no.

No I didn't say that.

- Yes you did, you just don't remember.

- I will destroy you.

- Off topic, off topic, slightly fucking

off topic everyone tah.

- So, Ministry of Defense.

- Field agent, I was on loan to the Yanks,

there's someone over there,
an American version of me

but a bit more senior, he's
the guy I need to get hold of.

- Right so we email him?

- I can try and secure a web cam,

DOD scrambles the signal well enough

so no one can peek in.

- So we can Skype him then?

Only in a top secret sort of way.

- Yeah.

- Great, who's got a laptop?

- I have.

- Where is it?

(tense dramatic music)

- Why didn't you bring it inside?

- Who brings a laptop to a party?

Besides we need to get to
where the wireless signal

is strong enough, wherever this house is.

- Let's look, pinkywoofwoof85,

that's Lisa Bevan's house,
it's only a little walk away.

- How far is a little walk?

- Not long, probably will feel longer

in this context though.

- Why can't you just
webcam him from your phone?

- Because the signals not strong enough,

it doesn't have a booster like the laptop.

- Great.

- Alright, me and Nav
go, you two stay behind.

- Well I should go,
we'll get there quicker.

- Which leaves me here
alone, so no thanks,

I'll come as well please.

- Yeah, but someone has to stay

and hold down the fort Steve.

- This isn't a fort.

- You know what I mean.
- This is a rented

holiday cottage which
I've almost certainly

lost my deposit on.
- Oh for fuck sake Steve.

- Alright, we all go.

I go to the car first with Nav,

Steve and Ryan you stay
behind, keep a look out,

give us the all clear.

Then Steve you join us
at the car, then Ryan.

Two and one, one cover formation,

then we find this house
with a signal understood.

- Yeah.
- yeah.

- Clear.

- I'm sorry about Tommy.

- I was on the rebound with
him, he wasn't the one.

I feel a bit bad that I don't feel badder.

Probably just the shock or
something, I don't know.

- [Steve] I'm sure
you'll meet someone nice.

- I did meet a bloke
actually, down the pub.

He looked a bit, I'll tell
you some other time shall I.

- Yeah.

- Oh for, yeah that's brilliant that is.

Hurry up.

Yeah alright!

- Got the keys.
- Chuck them then.

Jesus.

- One, two, three.

- The fuck was that?

- Steven Dennis did this.

You tell that little
shit he's under arrest.

- What's that?

- Oh it's so that I can
see and keep my hands free

for fighting.

- You look like a tit.

- I'll be the tit who survives.

(car alarm blaring)

Here we are, this is it.

- It's a post office.

- They live upstairs.

- You guys stay down here,
Steve and I will check upstairs.

(loud crunching)

- The signals strongest up here,

I'm gonna try calling, keep watch.

Alright look away, I'm entering passwords

protected by the official secrets act.

- Stop showing off, I wouldn't let you

see my pin number, it's
basically the same thing.

- Give me any DOD satellite
we have in the area,

I need as much coverage of

(computer beeping)
I need to take this.

- The cloud cover has
grown to twice it's size.

- I'll be as fast as I can.

- It's spreading.

- It's what?
- Cloud cover.

It's moving outward.

- They wanted us to see this.

- Shock and awe.

- What?

- You don't just attack somebody,

you show them what you can do first.

You rattle them, you scare them,

then when you do go in,
they're not fighting back,

they're negotiating.

- He may not answer.

- Anything's worth a shot at this point.

- Sunita.
- Miles.

- Is this secure?

- I tried calling, all phones are out.

What are we looking at?

- I can't tell you.

- Which means you know,
that's why you didn't

return my calls.

- Trust me I wanted too.

- We're getting slaughtered here Miles.

Men in raincoats,
discolored skin, they can --

- Did they look like this?

- Who are they?

- Crew of a fishing boat,
disappeared from an island

in Massachusetts two years ago,

they may have been replicated.

- What cloned?

- It's possible, I've seen it myself.

- You could have given
me some kind of warning,

tell your friends to stay out of Wales,

something like that.

- You were meant to be there.

- What are you talking about?

- This was sent to us in 2012.

- Hey that's me, that was taken tonight,

how did you get that?

- You shouldn't be talking to me Steven.

- He's right, you shouldn't see his face.

- Yeah too late, who are
you, how'd you know my name?

Who is this knob?

- Ex colleague, tell us about them,

we need to know everything.

- We don't know what they are,

but we know they're doing experiments

and they've contacted us.

- How?

Don't bother it's classified isn't it.

- I shouldn't even be talking to you.

- Yeah listen mate, you're
US government right.

- One small section,
a section that doesn't

officially exist but yes.

- Whatever you can help us okay,

I want you to send
helicopters, jets, anything,

better still --

- We've been ordered
to observe and report.

Nothing more.

- Un-fucking-believable.
- What?

- Look, this is above my pay grade

but it seems a deal has been struck.

They get to do their experiments

anyway but the US and we let them.

In exchange they do us no
harm, and they stay away.

- Wait, wait, wait, wait, what about

our special relationship?

- The way you need to look at it,

and I mean this, we're
not good enough for you.

Our two countries may
have allied for a time,

but you always knew that
we were both in this

for our own gain, I guess you could say

it was fun while it lasted.

- Now we've clarified
that, any handy hints.

- [Kendrick] The rain.

- What about it?

- Every time these events occur,

there's always been a rain storm.

We had the labs analyze the liquid,

it's not water, not strictly speaking.

Some of the chemicals that we found are --

- Look we haven't got much time so.

- The fisherman are the first
humans to come down alive,

if you can call that,
they had the same liquid

in their lungs and in their bloodstreams.

They're prototypes, like baby sharks,

still learning how to kill.

And you better move fast
because they will adapt.

- So they've been injecting people

and now they've perfected
the dose they're sending them

down to kill us.

- We hadn't confirmed that
that was their intention.

- Yes it is, I can state
100% for the record

that it is, it's bloody
is, it's confirmed.

They are alien human
hybrid killing machines.

This guys a real wanker did
you used to go out with him?

- I can hear you man, I am right here.

- I wish you were right
here, I'd fucking --

- You'd what, DJ me to death?

- Oh you are so bloody dead.

- Boys!

- Look I have to go, this
call will have been monitored.

If it were up to me --

- But it's not.

- No, good luck.

- Yeah I'm never eating another
hot dog again, fuck off.

- The storm front's covering
most of Wales at this point.

You can see the other
weather is moving north east

with the wind, but this is
just hovering, it's static.

- What do you think?

- I think we're approaching plan b.

- I made a new years resolution
to stop eating these.

What is that?

- It's a tennis racket with knives in it.

(creature growling)

Sis, we've got to go.

- Whoa, what about your laptop.

- Not a laptop anymore.

Alright, out the back, no noise.

What the hell is that?

- It's a tennis racket with knives in it.

- You'll have someone's eye out.

- That's the idea.

I'm older then you.

- Why aren't they
crossing, is it the water?

Are they allergic to it?

- Rain coats, whatever
liquid they were using

it was too strong and
people came down dead.

- [Steve] Like the African man.

- They were overdosing
them, but the raincoats

protected them just enough
and now their test subjects

are surviving they're
giving them to everyone.

- Like armor, or a condom.

You know for me, it's that photograph.

The fact that it was taken tonight

but the American's had it two years ago.

Forget all that other
freaky shit we've seen,

it's that that gives me the
willys more then anything else.

(creature growling)

Fuck.

- Guys.

- Does this ever come to an end?

- I, I don't know, I just
remember coming here to get drunk.

- Any ideas.

- This is usually when
we call for air support.

- You know what we used to
do when we were in school

and someone would make fun of you.

You'd look at the bastard, remember.

You'd look in his ugly face
and you'd fucking charge.

- Don't be stupid.

(he screams)
Naveen!

- Come on!

(creatures growling)

- Come on you fuckers!

Steve I've decided not to
invest in your Valley's

club scheme, it's a rubbish idea.

Suni, take care of Steve, he's an idiot.

- Naveen!

Naveen!
- Leave him, it's too late.

- Come on.
- Naveen!

- Suni come on.

- Let me stay Steve I
can buy you some time.

- No Suni, come on listen.

- Let go.

- Suni Nav stayed so we
don't have too, now come on.

Get up there.

- I gotta join a gym, I gotta join a gym,

I gotta join a gym.

(creature growling)
(Steve grunting)

- Steve, Steve!

- No benefit, no, no, it
won't make any difference.

- Steve!

- Steve!

- What happened?

- Nothing, I fell, come on.

(breathing heavily)

- Oh for fuck sake.

(creatures growling)

- Alright then.

- So what time shall I pick you up?

- What?
- For tea.

I'm gonna take you for tea tomorrow,

there's a great place in Llandilo

that does tea and cakes.

- Sounds nice.

- It really is, it's brilliant.

Really strong Earl Gray.

- I'm more of a Darjeeling girl.

- Uh, they do that as well.

So what time?

- Shall we say 10, I'd like a lie in.

- Okay, 10s good.

- Let's deal with this first shall we.

(creatures growling)

(gun firing)

- Sunita Chowdra.
- Yeah.

- Come with me.

Come on.

- Fuck.

- Hold this will you.

(car engine revving)

- You're not MOD, black ops, CIA?

- Special branch, I'm
a friend of a friend.

- Mr. Kendrick you've been
assigned back out in the field,

they've sent someone
else here to supervise.

- Someone higher up you mean.

- They're not telling us anything.

- Take care of yourself.

- That's gonna cost you.

- I thought we agreed to meet in private.

- Oh I can't think of
any place more private

then a hotel owned by the DOD.

Saving the girl has altered things.

We had requested that you not do that.

- You requested that we change nothing

in the United States and in return

that you would not conduct anymore

of your experiments here.

- Yes.

- Seems like we're both liars.

- Takes one to know one.

- I have a report here of
storms and bodies in Hawaii.

- Oh that didn't have to happen.

- I thought everything had to happen,

you've seen it happen.

- This is just one possible outcome.

You end up as me.

- Let's be clear, you are not me.

You have my body, the rest of you,

God knows what that is.

- God has nothing to do with this,

you know those people in
the temples had it right.

What did you call them, the ones that drew

all those maps, they predicted
a cleansing rain would come

and wash the world away.

The Mayans, that's it.

- The last people who
used the word cleansing

we kicked their arse.

My superiors may think that
they can negotiate with you

but I know a take over when I see one.

We're not done.

- It won't make any difference.

(tense electronic music)

(singing in Welsh)

- [Female On Radio] The
government has declared

a state of emergency,
inbound and outbound flights

too and from the UK canceled indefinitely.

Civilians are encouraged to remain indoors

or proceed to emergency
rendezvous locations.

Those with any military
or combat experience

are encouraged to make
contact with the armed forces.

If you can please volunteer.

Britain has repelled invasion before,

and it will do so again.

We shall fight on.

- Can you get us somewhere safe?

- No, there's nowhere safe anymore,

we'll have to fight our way out.

- Oh for fuck sake.

♪ I see the rain falling down ♪

♪ On your lips ♪

♪ I can see it on your face ♪

♪ And I all hear ♪

♪ Is this voice synthesized ♪

♪ Oh oh oh oh ♪

♪ Oh oh oh oh ♪

♪ Most importantly ♪

♪ I know you will see in time ♪

♪ Then you can decide ♪

♪ To hold onto ♪

♪ These arms of mine ♪

♪ But what hurts most of all ♪

♪ Is that we'll never see the sun ♪

♪ And you can decide ♪

♪ To hold onto these arms of mine ♪

♪ Our shadows run ♪

♪ Through the pain in the dark ♪

- [Griff] Dav, this is Griff,
did you find them, over?

- [Dav] That's an affirmitive Griff,

returning to base with four survivors,

including the woman with the spear.

Repeat, returning to
base with four survivors.

Have you had any luck
finding anyone, over?

- [Griff] Yeah, I've found two soldiers,

one British, one American,
pretty out of it.

They said they were in a
forest at night in England,

five minutes ago, I asked
them what year it is,

they say it's 1980.

I'll believe anything now, honestly, over.

♪ 'Cause I've got a drink token ♪

♪ I want a big old pie ♪

♪ All the friends with the same motive ♪

♪ Being struck down to that local pie ♪

♪ We came to get stupid ♪

♪ At the spa with the
with the victim inside ♪

♪ Belly up with the tap open ♪

♪ Just in nice ♪

♪ Um deer club ♪

♪ I don't know what's up ♪

♪ But I don't really care about drinking ♪

♪ Out of red cups ♪

♪ But I buy a shot of rum for 15 bucks ♪

♪ Even the captain himself be like ♪

♪ Rush, rush, rush ♪

♪ Say what you want but I
call that bad business ♪

♪ Rather drink in a pub that
smelled like fish sticks ♪

♪ Sweat and cigarettes and dirty misfits ♪

♪ Naked in the photo me ♪

♪ But can you picture it ♪

(singing in foreign language)

(dramatic music)

(cats meowing)

(synthesized voice)

(tense violin music)