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♪ Ah, ah ♪
♪ Ah, ah ♪

Sons of bitches.

What did we do, Stan? What did we do?

We didn't do anything.

They're just wanna shut us up,

and they wanna destroy that film.

We can't let them have this.

You're right about that.

You're doing great.

I think we're losing them.

We are. (laughs) We are losing them.

Jane?

Jane, Jane!

Mm-uh!

Andy? Andy.

- Hmm?
- Come on.

- What?
- Come on.

It's time to get ready.

Come on.

Ya up, yeah. You up?

Come here.

Do we have to go?

Mm, we do. Means a lot to your dad.

- Yeah, okay.
- Okay?

You get dressed.
- Okay.

Mm-hmm, duck.

Come on, boy.

Sorry, Andy. Anthrax has to stay home.

- Ah, Dad!
- Ah, nothin'.

You know he throws up in the
car every time we go anywhere.

I'm sorry,
boy. It's not my idea.

He'll be fine.

Yeah, one of the Taylor
kid's gonna feed him

and look after him while we're away.

Come on, little fella. Good boy.

Come on, little man. Let's go.

Okay, seatbelt. Seatbelt.

Starts with T. Um, Toronto.

Big O.

- O.
- Um, um, Oshkosh!

Ooh.

Very good.
- Good one, Oshkosh.

Okay, um,
- Go!

Um, Hatteras.

Um, Salt Lake City.

- Ooh, got the Y.
- Ooh,

another bad one.
- Ooh, you got a Y.

Sorry.

Are we there yet?

- Ooh, have patience.
- No.

Someday you'll thank me for this, Andy.

Spare me, Dad.

So tell us about this place again.

It's an old campsite.

You know, Dad used to take me
there when I was Andy's age.

It's a pretty hike, and the
view up there, unbelievable.

Oh great! Maybe I
should stay in the van.

Ya know, watch it so no one steals it.

Nobody's gonna steal the van, Andy.

We're in the middle of nowhere.

I noticed.

- Afternoon, folks.
- How ya doing.

What can I get ya?

- Well, she can, uh-
- Yeah, I'll start

with the bathroom.

Is it around back?
- Yes, ma'am.

Watch your step, though.

Snakes get behind the toilet sometimes.

- Oh.
- Snakes?

- Yeah.
- Cool. I gotta go too!

- I'll get that. Yeah.
- Okay.

So what are you folks
doin' in these parts?

Ah, going hiking up at Painted Mountain.

I thought I'd show my family
the best sunset in the world.

Maybe even camp out in the van.

Ya know, (knocking) rough it a bit.

I expect that'd be a bad idea.

It's dangerous up there.

Oh, it isn't dangerous.

I used to go up there
all the time with my dad.

Well, things change. Bad things happen.

What? Like uh, snakes?

No snakes. Bad things,
strange things happen.

There weren't any snakes back there.

Lucky for you, kid.

Okay, get in the van.

Uh, (laughs) $17 flat.

Thank you.

Listen, take my advice.

Take your family on back down to Vegas.

Take your wife and kid to a show.

They'll like it.

- Hey, thanks for the advice.
- Ya got it.

Hey, you know it's not like the movies.

They got it all wrong.

Thanks for the gas.

Everybody, look. Painted Mountain!

Woo.

Okay, and we're
gonna climb to the top of there.

Why, you and Andy are.

Oh, just...

- Yeah, right, Dad.
- Do ya think?

Come on.

This is great!

How do ya feel, Dad?

Oh, oh!

This is cool!

You sure this is a good idea?

Ah, honey, I'm fine.

The exercise'll,

exercise'll do me good, ah.

If it doesn't kill you.

Hey, Dad, you were right.

I've never seen you
sweat so much in my life.

Come on, we're almost at the top.

You're gonna thank me for this someday.

- Wanna bet?
- Come on.

Pull your dad.
- Whoa!

- Pull your dad.
- Gosh.

See?

Told you.

Cool.

Oh!

Um, Houston, we um, (clears
throat) have a problem.

Ah!

- Andy, stop.
- Cool.

Geez, Mom, when Dad cooks,

he gets to burn stuff all the time.

Yeah, but you're not telling me

you wanna turn out like him, are ya?

You better think about that one awhile.

Has it been awhile?

Bad answer. Here.

God, look at all the
stars you can see out here.

Yeah.

Cool. Dad, what's beyond the stars?

More stars.

Yeah, but what's beyond that?

More stars and even more
stars. They go on forever.

- Forever?
- Yeah.

Scary.

Look. A shooting star.

Oh, quick, Andy, make a wish.

What do you mean?

When you see a shooting star,

you're supposed to make a wish.

Yeah, right?

You are.

If you close your eyes, you make a wish,

maybe it'll come true.

- Try it.
- Okay.

I wish we didn't have to
sleep in the van tonight.

Good wish.

Why? You guys wanna go back home?

You've got it.

Yeah!

All right, fine. We'll go back home.

I uh, but don't come crying to me

when you wake up and you realize

you're missing out on somethin' special.

Mm, like a stiff neck.

Hey, you.

What was that?

I don't know.

- Bob.
- But it's comin' back!

- Bob, get us outta here.
- Okay.

It's going way up!

- Bob?
- What do you want, Dez?

It's a minivan.

Mom! Mom, Mom, it's comin' right at us.

What's goin' on?

I don't know.

Andy. Andy, you okay?

Andy!

Dad, I'm sleeping!

Okay, go back to sleep.

Bob, it's almost 2:30. We
should've been home already.

I guess I fell asleep.

No you didn't, no,
you didn't fall asleep.

You, were, I, there was
this, there was this,

this bright light and
then the, you wrecked

the van and-
- What?

It went in the ditch

and, and there was the, a light.

What are you talkin' about?

Don't you remember?

I must have fallen
asleep while I was driving

and driven off the road,

and then that truck woke us up.

No, but that's not all. There
was something else, that...

- What?
- I think there...

I don't know.

Aren't we there yet?

Yeah, we're almost there.

We'll talk about it later.

I gotta get on the
right side of the road.

Wow.

Mom, can you drive me to school today?

What?

Can you drive me to school?

Yeah, I got a lot to do today.

Why don't you just take the bus?

I hate the bus.

She said, no, Andy.

No means no. Understand?

- Dad!
- I said no, Andy.

Do you understand?

Yeah!

All right, get your
books, and go to school.

I don't wanna hear you were late.

Bye, Mom.

Going for parent of the year, huh?

What's that supposed to mean?

Nothing.

Just didn't realize I was married

to an asshole, that's all.

I'm an asshole? For what?

It's about time you stopped
treating him like a baby.

Mm, and I suppose that
you were in the Marines

when you were his age, right?

No, I wasn't, but at
least I didn't have supermom

wiping my ass every day.

Yeah, well who did it then? Your sister?

- Just because you-
- No, just shut up. Shut up!

I'm sorry.

You're right. I'm an asshole.

I just can't think straight
since the other night.

I'm sorry.

What's goin' on?

What happened to us?

I don't know.

But you're right, Dez,
something did happen to us,

or we saw something.

I think we should tell somebody.

- No.
- Dez, if we just-

No, we shouldn't, no, look,

I'm concerned about Andy, okay?

I mean, can you imagine if
we come out and say this,

"Well, we saw a flying saucer."

I mean, what does it
sound? It sounds crazy.

People are gonna think
we're like these idiots

that they read about in the tabloids.

- Dez, if we just-
- Please Bob,

please just don't say anything, please?

Stan (murmuring).

Hey, Bob!

I uh, looked for you earlier,
but you weren't around.

Oh, I was at the library.

Had to find some research material.

Well, I just wanted to say

great job on those karaoke spots, man.

Yeah, I uh, caught one last
night on cable, and uh,

I gotta tell ya, I'm gonna
get one of those puppies,

ya know, impress the chicks.

I'm a karaoke

singin' dude, ya know.

Thanks, Harry.

Hey uh, listen, I
saw the van downstairs.

Did ya get in a wreck or what?

Ah, it's nothin'. It's
just a little accident.

Hah, nothin'?

Looks like you took out
a whole trailer park.

Just an accident, all right, Harry?

What do you want? A damn memo?

No, just ah, just email me.

Harry, I'm sorry. Harry?

Ya know what? I was
just worried, that's all.

Harry, Harry, Harry,
Harry. I'm sorry, look.

I've been a major asshole
all morning. I'm sorry.

Come back, come on.

I love that shirt.

Yeah? Gauguin.

Who knew?

So whata ya been workin' on?

I'm just tryin' to find an
angle on the avocado campaign.

Ya know, aliens. From outer space.

Ya know, they want uh,
avocados, guacamole.

Why would aliens like guacamole?

To go with their chips and salsa

and fancy club sandwiches.

Chips and salsa?

Oh, okay. Yeah, totally!

I get it. That's great!

Way to go, man.

Bob, what's with all the books?

I mean, come on, man, this is the '90s.

You don't need to go
to the library anymore.

All the information
you need is right here.

Harry, I hate that computer.

I've been using it as a coaster
for the last few months.

I never have enough room on my desk.

You just need a lesson
from Captain Internet.

All right, so what do
you wanna look up first?

Avocados or UFOs?

UFOs.

Andy? Andy!

- Dad!
- Andy! (knocking) Andy!

Bob! (crying) Bob!

Well, okay.

No.

Uh-huh.

Yeah, this is Bob.

Hey, it's me.

Is this a bad time?

No, not at all. I uh,
it's been weird today.

Tell me about it.

Are you okay?

Yeah, I just had a bitch of a nightmare.

Yeah, what about?

There was
this blinding white light,

and they, they took us away.

I had the same dream last night.

Only, only it wasn't like a dream,

it was more like remembering something.

But it is only a dream.

Then why are we dreaming the same thing?

Honey, I think we should tell somebody.

I mean, I know you don't
wanna end up on a talk show,

but I can't stand the thought

of Andy having the same dreams.

So what do we do?

Well, why don't, why don't we start...

What?

Nevermind.

Ya know, I'm gonna call the Air Force.

Ya know, maybe we just got in the way

of some top secret fighter
tests or something, ya know?

Probably. Can you come home early today?

Sure, I can.

Good, 'cause I wanna
make up for this morning.

Yeah, me too.

What about Andy?

Oh, he's gotta stay at school.

He's got this mandatory anti-drug program.

He'll be there 'til after 6.

So the school system is
finally doing somethin' right.

I'll see ya around 4, baby.

Okay. Bye.

Okay.

Do I know you?

Of course you do.

I am Dr. Romance on a house call of love.

What? What'd I do wrong?

Hmm, I don't remember the last time

you brought me flowers.

- Bye.
- Bye, Andy.

See ya, Andy!

Hi.

Hey, your bag goes in your room.

Aren't you even gonna say hi?

Hi.

What's wrong?

Hmm? What's wrong with you?

You look tired. You okay?

I'm okay.

Yeah? You hungry?

I guess.

Why don't you
go start your homework.

We're gonna eat in half an hour, okay?

Okay.

Hey punk, how ya doing?

Fine.

I don't think he's sleeping well.

We should talk to him.

Hello.

Hello?
- Who is it?

I don't know. Hung up.

Can I help you with something?

Mr. Wilson. Robert Wilson.

Yes. And you are?

Perkins. You called this afternoon.

Oh, right, right. I uh, I
didn't expect you guys so soon.

They said it'd be at least a week

before they could look into it.

I apologize. They were misinformed.

Come on in.

Uh, Dez, here are the
guys from the Air Force.

They're here to talk
about the other night.

Oh, great.

Here, have a seat.

I'll close these
curtains. It's too bright.

We'll keep our glasses on.

Can I get you somethin' to drink?

We'll have Coca-Colas, please.

I'm sorry. He's uh,
not used to strangers.

I'll take him out in the yard.

Come on, come on, Anthrax. Come on!

We'll be right back.

Come on, Anthrax, quiet. Come on.

Anthrax. What's the matter with you?

Anthrax, what are you doing?

It's not like they're with
the IRS, ya know. God.

So what do you think of our guests?

Strange. But then what do you expect?

They are civil servants.

Mm, nice flowers.

Ooh, from my lovah.

Hmm.

Here you go.

Thank you.

What exactly is he doing?

Collecting information.
Standard procedure.

So uh, ah, where do we start?

Please tell me about
the night of the incident.

Where did you view the object?

Ah, it was out near Painted
Mountain on Highway 95.

And exactly what were
you doing in that area?

We had been hiking near an old campsite.

I wanted the family to see the place.

At what time did you view the object?

Uh, it was late, uh,

11, midnight, I guess?
- Yeah.

Do you need a pen and some papers

to take notes or something?

No, that will not be necessary.

Then what happened?

Well, this sounds kinda crazy, but we...

I mean, it might've
been a jet passing over,

but I'm pretty sure it was a UFO.

What were you doing out
so late with your family?

Didn't the safety of your child

worry you?

Well, there's nothing to worry about.

I mean, we're only hiking.

Do you go hiking often?

I just told you that
I think we saw a UFO,

and you ask me how often I hike?

Please answer the question.

Just answer him, Bob.

No, I do not go hiking often.

It was a three-day weekend,

and I took the extra time to go out there.

Please describe what you saw.

I'm not sure exactly.

In the distance, it seemed
to be one big mass, a uh,

a ball of light.

It was flying really
fast right towards us.

I thought for a second

that I might just be just
a plane passing over,

but it seemed to be aiming right at us.

As it got closer, it seemed flatter.

A big circular light,

encircled by a stream of smaller lights.

Then it chased us.

I uh, I tried to get away,

but I got stuck on the side of the road.

That's all I remember.

The next thing I know, it
was about three hours later,

and I wake up with my face
in the steering wheel.

What about your
recollection, Mrs. Wilson?

It's, it's the same,
except I remember the sound.

The sound was um, it was like a roar.

It was like a high-pitched,
deafening sound.

And, and then Bob woke me up.

Is there any physical
evidence from your encounter?

- Like what?
- Anything.

Strange cuts or bruises on any of you,

burns from the light, a picture,

or perhaps some remnant from
the unidentified object?

Well, there's skid
marks all over Highway 95.

And uh, broke a headlight.

Besides that, I can't
think of anything physical.

And you, Mrs. Wilson?

No. Nothing.

Has the sexual activity between you

increased our decreased
since the incident?

I don't think that's
any of your business.

Has your son ever walked in on you

in the middle of sexual intercourse?

- I don't think our sex life
- Well, I...

has anything to do
with this investigation.

Is there anything else appropriate

that you'd like to ask about?

- Mom?
- Oh, baby.

- Your son.
- Yeah.

I want to speak to him alone.

No!

What does he recollect
from that evening?

Oh, he says he doesn't
remember anything.

I would like to speak with him.

We're not bringing him into this.

He might have important information.

No, absolutely not!

Is he the child of both
you and your husband?

Yes!

What the hell has that
got to do with anything?

Every detail is important.
Answer the question.

No, that's it. This interview's over!

- Mr. Wilson-
- I don't wanna hear it.

Get out now!

I'm sorry you feel that way

about our investigation, Mr. Wilson.

Yeah, well, I'm not.

Mr. Wilson, I feel
what you and your family

experienced the other evening

was probably nothing more

than nighttime maneuvers by test planes.

However, I feel, and
I'm sure you will agree,

that it is your duty
as an American citizen

to keep this issue
quiet, and to yourselves.

I advise you, tell no one
else about this incident.

Who are you anyway?

Goodbye, Mr. Wilson.

- Happy Halloween.
- Ooh!

- You okay?
- Eh, uh, yeah, I'm fine.

I don't know, they're
really weird, ya know?

I mean, I mean, they acted
official and everything,

but I could tell they were lyin'.

Did they threaten you
or your family in any way?

Well, they said not to...

No, not really.

Was there any damage
done to your property?

No, but that's not the point!

As far as I can tell, Mr.
Wilson, no crime was committed.

There's not enough here to
even file a report on it.

I can't believe this!

They're impersonating federal officials.

Try to see this my way.

I get 20 cops a shift.

I got gang bangers dealing
drugs in elementary schools.

I got cars being stolen,
houses bein' broken into,

accidents happening.
- So?

So you want me to pull half my force

to investigate a couple of strange men

that you let in your house
ask you some funny questions,

and then left when you asked them to?

I don't have time for this crap.

This is not crap! They were in my house!

And you let them in.

Look, those guys probably
forgot to check in

with their secretary or something.

That's why the base

doesn't have any knowledge of their visit.

Now please, I have work to do.

Dad!

Dad!

Dez?

Okay. Okay.

Andy, no.

And up!

There we are, yeah.

- That's two in a row.
- That's 40.

You know what this means?

Time to mow the lawn again.

Bob.

Bob?
- Yeah!

Hey.

You okay?

No.

What do you mean,
there's no Perkins there?

He was in my house
yesterday along with his

freaky lieutenant.
- So you do know

their ranks.
- No, I don't know

what rank they were.

Did you get
a look at their uniforms?

They weren't wearing uniforms.

No, they were wearing dark suits.

- Uh-huh, dark suits.
- Yeah. Yeah.

I suppose
I could take this up

with my captain.
- Oh yeah?

Well, you tell your
captain to get off his ass,

and do something about this!

What about the police?

Well you can bet I will call the cops.

Yeah, and I'll write my
congressman while I'm at it.

Go ahead and do that!

Dez.

Hello.

Well, I just tried
calling the Air Force.

Oh, any luck?

No. Same old bureaucratic run around.

Now what?

I don't know, darlin'.

Look, I'm gonna knock off early today,

and I'll pick up Andy, okay?

And then tonight we will sit down

'til I figure something out.

Okay. Come soon.

- Okay.
- Bye.

Bob? Shofar called.

They're not so sure about this

original idea.
- I'm gonna take the rest

of the afternoon off.

My kid is sick.

I'll take messages.

Help! Ow, you're hurting me!

Andy!

- Please.
- Come on, let's go.

Andy!

Dad!

Dad, help me!

Dad, help me!

Dad, look out!

Dad!

Dad! Oh!
- It's okay.

It's okay, it's okay. Calm down.

Calm down, it's okay.

What did that man want, huh?

He just asked a bunch of questions.

Yeah, what kind of questions?

He asked if I talked to anyone

about what we saw out in the desert.

And what did you tell him?

I, I said I wasn't supposed
to talk to strangers,

and that he should

talk to you.
- Well, good job.

And he said I wasn't supposed to

say anything about it ever, or...

Or what? Or what, huh?

I'll never get to see you and Mom again.

Dad, I'm scared!

Don't be scared. Nothing's
gonna happen to us.

Nothin' at all.

Come on, let go.

Let's go home. Come on.

Wait, wait, wait. I have to get my bag.

Okay, where is it? Where is it?

- It's right there.
- Go on now.

Come on.
- Let's go.

- Come on.
- Oh, my god.

Come on, Anthrax.

Come on, boy.

- Yeah?
- I'm fine, honey. Yes, yes.

Hey Dad, this is great!

I've never seen you this
sweat so much in my life.

Come on, we're almost to the top.

You're gonna thank me for this someday.

Damn it! My wife is not
crazy and neither am I.

- Look.
- Now. No, you look!

I told you these men were dangerous.

You didn't believe me, now look

what happened.
- All right, already!

I'll take a report.

I'll have an extra patrol car

sent to your neighborhood tonight.

I'll have one sent by the
school tomorrow morning.

I will even put a call
out to Edwards myself

to try and find out what department

these guys are from.

You satisfied?
- Yes. Thank you.

You're welcome.

Now, one more time for the
record, what did they look like?

Okay, well, they all
had on identical getups,

you know, black suits, hats, sunglasses.

Uh, they had really
pale skin. Almost white.

What about their hair?

Ah, short, military style.

And the car?

Black. Four-door sedans.

You didn't happen to get a
license number or something?

No, I didn't think to
look that far ahead. Sorry.

That's all right. We'll
keep an eye out for it anyway.

Now, what prompted the first visit?

Well, we called the Air force
base to report a sighting.

They said they're gonna send
someone out to investigate,

and we assumed that's who they were.

- A sighting?
- Mm-hmm.

What kind of sighting?

Well, we don't know exactly.

I mean, that's why we called.

It could've been a jet.

But it, it looked more really
like a, like a big light.

- Dad?
- Andy, let's just

get in the car.

- But, Dad-
- Andy, just get in the car!

Just look, Dad.

Okay. You stay right here.

I'm gonna go inside and get that smartass,

and have her come out here
and arrest this spook.

If he gets outta the car,
you run inside, okay?

Okay? Okay.

This better be good.

Police! Get out of the car now!

Lemme see your hands!

Spiel! Put those damn guns down.

What's the matter with you guys?

Well...

They have a tape.

Find it.

Back there.

This must be the child's room.

Break it.

She's gone.

It was a mistake, Dad. I
thought it was their car, too.

Why don't want the cops believe you?

Because I sounded like an idiot.

Well, yeah, what else is new.

Hey, (clamoring).

Yeah.

How 'bout this? Like this, Dad!

No, no, no.

Andy, stay close to me.

Oh, my god.

Dez!

Dez!

Dad?

- Yeah.
- It's dead!

Dez!

All right, stay with me.

Dez?

Ah, Dez, what happened?

They came back.

- It's okay.
- They came back.

It's okay.

Goddamn it!

Dad?

Is Anthrax dead?

Yeah.

Look, honey, I'm gonna go pack us a bag.

We gotta leave right now, okay?

I want you to take care of Andy.

Leave the dog. We gotta go.

It's okay, come on. Gotta go.

I'm gonna pack us a bag.

Take care of Mom, hang in there.

I can't believe this has happened to us.

I mean, what do we do?

Went on a camping trip, for Christ's sake.

What do these guys want from us?

It's the tape. They want the tape.

What are you talkin' about?

It's from the camping trip.

What are you talkin' about?

Bob, the camera must've turned on

when they were chasing us.

Everything is on this stupid tape.

Why didn't you tell me that before,

darlin'?
- I tried to!

I, I, I just found it, and
they, they came and they were...

So it really did happen. Huh?

Okay, we gotta show it to someone.

Like who? The police?

Right.

No, you know those books
I've been reading on UFOs?

Yeah.

Well most of 'em are by
a guy named Stan Mills.

He runs a resource center
for people like us.

How can we trust him?

I don't know.

His books say that he's
got a Harvard degree.

He was in the Air Force
for like, 20 years.

Dez, I don't know what
to do. What do ya say?

Wanna give it a shot?

Okay.

Yeah.
- Yeah.

- Stan Mills.
- Yeah, I got your number

on one of your books.

I need your help.

- What's the problem?
- Okay.

My family and I saw
something odd in the sky

about a week ago.

When we reported it, we were threatened

by these suspicious guys
who were government agents.

So call the cops.

We did. They think we're nuts.

And our house had been trashed,

and these guys are threatening to kill us.

Why would they do that?

Well, I guess because we got
the whole event on videotape.

You got the UFO encounter on videotape?

Yes.

What do these agents look like?

Weird. Ya know, black
suits, black hats, sunglasses.

They were really strange.

Look, and my family's freakin' out.

I'm tryin' to hold things
down, but I need your help.

All right, first things first.

Don't go to your house!

I don't care if you left Grandma behind.

Forget about her, understand?

Yes. Who are they?

Mm. Did you charge this call?

Yeah, to my calling card.

Well, you better get moving,

'cause they can trace you through

any electronic transaction.

What's your name and address?

Bob Wilson, 6093 McCadden
Drive, Granada Hills.

Okay, Bob, take Highway 5 North,

get off at Sierra Highway.

Go for another half an hour,

then stop and call me
from another payphone.

And call collect!

I'll give you more directions then.

Okay, thanks.

Yeah, don't thank me now.

And listen, make sure
that you're not followed

by a black car.

Now get the hell out of there!

Okay.

He says he can help us.

Oh, I don't know about this, Bob.

I mean, who is this guy, really?

I don't care who he is,

as long as he isn't wearing sunglasses.

Dad, what's happening?

Buckle up.

Oh my god!
- What?

Stan was right. They traced the call.

This is not a coincidence. Hold on!

Ow!

Whoa!

He's right behind us!

Here they come!

Hold on!

- There's another one.
- Another one!

Andy, hold on.

Just go on!

I'm gonna go for it. Hold on, hold on!

- Mom, I'm so scared.
- Okay.

Hold me.

It's okay. Oh, baby, it's okay.

It's okay. It's over.

They're gone, honey. They're gone.

They're all gone.

I think we lost 'em.

I think we lost 'em.
- Dad?

- Are you guys okay?
- Yeah.

- Yeah.
- Huh? You okay?

Yeah, yeah. No, no.

I'm across the street from
the Halfway House Cafe.

Too far? Yeah.

Okay.

Yeah, all right.

I'm gonna turn left. Left, right?

Okay. I'm on my way, bye.

Are you sure this is it?

It has to be.

Turn-off is right where he said it was.

I don't know about this, Bob.

I don't either, Dez.

I'll get Andy.

Wilson?

Jesus.

Did you have to do that?

You sure you weren't followed?

I did everything you said.

There was nobody behind us.

Good. Stan Mills.

Bob Wilson. My wife, Dez.

Hi.

You always this paranoid?

It isn't paranoia when they
really are out to get ya.

Come on in.

Our son's asleep in the car.

Andy?

Dad, put me down.

All right.

What's your boy's name?

Andy.

Hi, Andy. Boy, you look tired.

You wanna put him right to bed?

Sure. I need to talk to you.

Ah, sure. There's a bedroom
right through that door.

Are we safe here?

Well, I've got alarm systems,

security fences that are
electrified, a lead-lined house

to block pesky alien tracking devices.

All the comforts of a
conspiracy nut's house.

So yes, I'd say you're safe.
Here, I'll even lock the door.

Thanks.

- Mom?
- Yeah.

- You okay?
- Come on, babe.

- Uh, have you got that tape?
- What I wanted-

Uh, honey, the tape.

Oh, oh.

Thanks. Well, what I wanted...

What I wanted to tell you
is I haven't seen this yet.

Dez just found it this

afternoon.
- You haven't?

- No.
- Well,

we'll just consider
this the world premier.

All right.

Come on, Anthrax.

Okay, fast forward.

Stop, stop, stop, stop.

Holy mackerel.

It wasn't a dream.

No, honey, it's true.
It, it really did happen.

I thought it was just a nightmare.

So did we, Andy.

Have you been having
that dream every night?

Yeah, all the time.

We have too, but listen,
Stan's gonna help us.

He knows a lot about these people.

Yeah. Andy, your mom's right.

I know all about these guys for 20 years.

They're, they're tricky little devils.

Come on, let's get you back to bed.

Will you stay with me?

Yeah, of course, I will.

Come on.
- Thanks.

Whoa.

Hot damn, Bob, you're a bonafide

grade-A, number one alien abductee

with the Stan Mill seal of approval.

What do you think of that?

It was all real.

It really happened.

Sure looks that way.

What the hell am I gonna do?

Let me tell ya, your life
is completely changed now.

So you gotta be strong
for your family, huh?

I gotta run it again.

Oh, my god.

Good morning.

Morning. Morning.

Coffee's ready. You look
like you could use some.

You ain't kiddin'.

How'd you sleep?

Ah, not very well.

Oh, that's too bad.

Hey, thanks for the spare room.

Yeah. Ah, will bacon and eggs do ya?

Of course, I could feed
this to the squirrels,

and make you some oatmeal and yogurt

and wheat germ and yucky things.

No, this smells great.

Flattery will get you everywhere.

Yesterday you said
they could trace a call

to the phone booth, and they did.

Why couldn't they also trace a call here?

Well, I've got my lines routed

through enough subsystems and cells,

so that even if they trace the call,

they think it's from somewhere else.

Anywhere in particular?

The Reagan estate in Bel Air.

You know, you're nothing
like I expected you to be

from your books.

Well, just because
someone deals with UFOs

doesn't mean they're a
total wacko, necessarily.

I mean, you're a perfect example.

I'm learnin'.

Mm, smells good.

Good mornin'.

- Hi, babe.
- Morning.

Where's Andy?

He's sleeping, finally.

- He had a bad night?
- Yeah.

He keeps having these nightmares.

Oh yeah? That's understandable.

Nightmares, kinda common with this.

Do you wanna eat outside?

Sure.

Anyone with more than a
passing knowledge of UFOs

has heard of the Men in Black.

They're called MIB for short.

So you mean other people have seen them.

Hundreds, thousands.

The first report of
them goes back to 1949.

Well, who the hell are they then?

Well, that's the million
dollar question. Nobody knows.

There have been various
theories over the years

connecting them with everything

from the FBI to Alcoholics Anonymous.

- Really?
- Yeah.

Some say that they're Air
Force, some say they're CIA,

some say they're from some
super secret organization

of the government that
no one's ever heard of.

Or they're aliens trying
to cover up for themselves.

Or some say that they're
neither human or alien,

but they're some kind of
crossbreed between the two,

and they're trying to
themselves into human society.

What do you think they are?

I need more evidence
before I make up my mind.

You really believe this, don't you?

Oh, yes. Yes, I do.

This is insane.

I mean, there has to be
some rational explanation

for all of this.

Well, you tried the cops,
you tried the Air Force.

They didn't help much, did they?

Yeah, but that was before.

Before what?

Before you killed your dog,
and wrecked your house?

Before your psychotic
episode with the LAPD.

That's not how it happened.

Tell it to the jury, Bob.

Who have you got for a
witness? You've got your wife.

And who's to say that either one of you'll

ever make it to the stand anyway.

From what you tell me, these
people are out to kill you.

Well, do you believe us or not?

There've been 20,000 sightings
over the last 50 years.

Of the 200 cases that, that
I personally investigated,

I'd have to say I believe yours the most.

Because of the tape.

Well, yes. And also a
special set of circumstances.

For me, it goes back 20 years

when I was in military intelligence.

I ran into a woman who had a situation

very similar to yours.

She had a UFO experience,

and she managed to get some
pictures, still pictures.

She tried to go the authorities,

and immediately she
was stalked by the MIB.

They wanted to shut her up,

and they wanted to get those pictures.

Now she felt the same
way that you folks do.

She wished that it had never happened.

She wished that it would all just go away.

How did it work out for her?

Yeah, well, it didn't go away.

I tried to to help her get away from them,

but they got to her.

Well, if all they want is the tape,

why don't we just give it to them?

Well, unfortunately,
I think it's too late.

This thing has gone too far for them.

They wanna silence you. Period.

What can we do?

You can't go back to your house.

You can't go back to your former life.

And for the time being, you can't contact

any of your friends or relatives.

And forget your credit cards.

They'll trace you in a heartbeat.

If you go to withdraw
money from your bank,

they'll be there in five minutes or less.

How the hell are we supposed to live?

Well, I'm gonna help you.

I have a group of teenage computer hackers

that can run rings around
the electronic part,

and they can give you new identities.

Then I'm gonna front you some
money to get you started.

This is not about money.

This is our entire lives
we're talking about.

I mean, what about Andy?

Is he supposed to spend
the rest of his life

being chased by boogeyman?

Dez, come on. He's tryin' to help us.

God, I want an answer.

I'll give you an answer.

If you go back there,
you're gonna kill you all.

You'd be lucky if they
ever find the bodies.

If, if they are that dangerous

and you are that paranoid,

why would you let us come to your house?

I mean, we could be anybody.

No, you couldn't. I checked you out.

You're exactly what you say you are.

Could, could we have
a moment alone, please?

Sure, no problem.

Dez.

I cannot
believe this is happening.

But it is, and we have to deal with it.

I believe this guy.

You do.

Don't you, honey?

I suppose.

Let's lay low out here
for a couple of days.

Let him look into it. All right?

- All right.
- All right.

- Andy?
- Mom!

Aw, Mom!
- Shh.

Mom, don't leave me.

Don't leave me, Mom.

Oh, baby, listen to me.

I would never leave you.

I will never leave you.
Listen, we're okay now.

We're safe, we're at Stan's. Remember?

Mom, they're gonna get us.

Mom, Mom, they're gonna get us.

No one's gonna get us, Andy.

We're gonna be fine, okay? I promise.

It's okay.
- Mom.

Andy, are you cold?

Yeah, yeah, I'm freezing.

You're freezing? Here.

Come on. Let's get you warm.

Come here, baby. Come here.

Shh, shh.

Baby, I love you.

I love you, baby. It's gonna be fine.

Shh, calm down. Shh, okay.

Yeah. Well, what's the problem, exactly?

We're having
these persistent dreams.

Uh-huh. Okay, gimme your
name and number, will ya?

All right, now listen, I
will get back to you on this,

but it's gonna take me a couple days.

- Oh really?
- All right?

I don't think you have any problem.

All right, I appreciate it.

Okay.

Well, Bob, I'll tell ya what.

If nothing else, you can sell this stuff

to the networks and make a fortune.

I think I'll pass.

Bob?

Bob!

Yeah!

Andy's not well at all. He
needs to go to the doctor.

Okay.

Well, no, no, no, no, no, no.

It wouldn't be a good idea
to leave here. Not at all.

They're watchin' for ya.

Yeah, but he's sick.

I mean, he's got a fever
and he's shivering.

Stan, we have to do something.

No, now wait a second.

You're all stressed out.
You were up half the night.

Give the boy a day or so
to to calm down and rest,

and he'll be okay.

I'm really worried about him.

Honey, let's give it

a little more time.

If it gets any worse at all,
we will get some help, okay?

Fine.

Honey.

Hello.

Mm, yes, this is Stan.

Mom.

- It's okay.
- Mom.

- Yes!
- What? What?

Videotape checks out 100%.

No flaws, no signs of
tampering. It's genuine.

I knew it was.
- Gee, thanks. And?

And officially anyway, you're clean.

What does that mean, officially?

Well, it means I checked
out the local, state,

and federal agencies, and
you're not on any books.

There's no one with a
badge lookin' for you.

What about the truck crash?

It's listed just as a simple

hit and run under investigation.

There's no mention of a minivan.

And the LAPD put down your visit

just as a freak-out
due to domestic stress.

- Oh, god.
- No one's been out

to your house, so they haven't
discovered the mess there.

And the Air Force didn't even
bother to log your calls.

Of course, they get 100
crank calls a day anyway.

Great.

There may not be an APB
out on you, but don't forget,

those bozos in the black
hats are out to erase you.

Yeah.

Cigar?

No thanks. So what now?

I've got a hacker
who's trying to decrypt

some data banks at the
Pentagon and SAC NORAD.

Maybe we can sniff out some
information on Wilson, Robert A.

Mm-hmm. What's that mean in English?

It means I've got a
friend who's digging deeper.

What's that?

That's your wife. She's
leaving the compound!

Not sure of that yet, right?

Mm-hmm.

Mm-hmm. Well, it's just fine there.

Well, it's a little high,
but nothing serious.

Okay, scooter, let's see
what's going on up there.

Huh?
- No, no, no, no, no.

Andy. Andy, it's okay.

Put your head back and don't move.

This is not gonna hurt.
Maybe just a little.

- Mom!
- It's okay.

It'll hurt more

if you move.
- It's okay. It's okay.

It's okay.
- It's okay, babe.

- It's okay.
- It's okay.

- It's okay. It's done.
- Ow.

Here you go.

- Thanks, Mom.
- You okay?

Yeah.

♪ Actually, it would be all right ♪

What is it?

I don't know what the hell it is.

I've never seen anything like it before.

♪ Come on, let's jive ♪

Oh, my god.

Come on, we gotta go.

Thank you.
- Make sure he keeps

his head back 'til that
bleeding stops, all right?

Wipe your nose, baby.

Run!

Don't hurt my mom!

Let her go! No, let her go!

Ah! Let me go!

Andy.

Run, Andy, run! Just run!

Where's your husband, Mrs. Wilson.

We need to talk to him immediately.

Go to hell.

There's Andy!

Oh, where's your mom?

Over there.

There's another man.

Stan! Over here!

Leave her alone!

Whuh!

It's good to see you again, Mr. Wilson.

Glad you could make it.

Hold it right there,

ya son of a bitch!

Ah!

You stay away from my family!

Geez. What are these guys made of?

Dez. Andy.

- Oh, Bob.
- Dad!

What are you doin' leaving Stan's.

You know it was dangerous.

His nose was bleeding.
I had to get some help.

You weren't listening to me.

Okay, okay. It's okay.

Did you kill him dead?

Nah, I just knocked him out.

Just knocked him out.

They're crossbreeds.

The doctor took something
out of Andy's nose.

What was it?

It was a crystal.

- Crystal?
- Yeah.

Probably a tracking device.

That's how they found ya here.

I'll go back in and find it.

No, no! I wouldn't do that.

We'd better get outta here
before their friends show up.

Come on, get in the car!

Let's go. Hurray up!

All right. I know they're coming.

I don't think they can get
through the electric fence,

but just in case they do,

we should have some sticks
and stones to throw at 'em.

Don't ya think?
- Yeah.

Come on.

Andy, stay away from the window.

Stay away from the window.
- Andy, Andy, Andy.

Here. 12 gauge police special.

Excellent for close encounters.

How many shots do I get?

Five. There's one in the
chamber and four in the mag.

Here's some extra shells.

What's that?

They're at the front gate.

He's trying to jimmy the lock.

Sample.

Whoa.

What now? What now?

Well it'd take 'em two
minutes to get up the driveway.

Two minutes to D-Day.

Here, Dez, that's for you.

Can we just give 'em back the tape?

Those are the same bastards

that tried to strangle you at the clinic.

You wanna go outside and ask 'em?

All right, let's just get it over with.

You ever fired a gun before?

You got another clip?

Anything for a lady?

Now, Dez, take Andy into the bedroom.

Make him stay down on the floor.

Watch out the back of the house.

If you see anyone wearing
sunglasses, shoot 'em.

Kill all these lights.
You watch out the front.

Same deal. If it isn't me, shoot 'em.

Stan. I've never shot a gun before.

Just point it at the bad
guy, and pull the trigger.

Then pump this thing,

and do it again until he stops twitching.

- Okay.
- Lock the door.

Lock the door.

Dez...
- It's gonna be all right.

Yeah, right.

Be careful.

Go ahead, do it.

Okay.

Okay. Okay.

Okay.

MIB, meet TNT.

Four in the mag, one in the chamber.

Uh! Oh, my god.

Shh.

Yuck.

Yeah!

Stay.

Stay.

Mom, look out!

You fool!

Come on, Andy!

Mom!

Mom! Dad!

Don't hurt him.

Drop your weapons. It
is quite useless now.

Mr. Wilson, you've
been most uncooperative.

Please let him go. Please.

You've got me.

I'm afraid we need you all, Mr. Wilson.

And I must have that tape.

You want the tape?

Run, Andy! Run, run, Andy!

No! Dad!

Oh, Andy.

Kill them.

Dad!

Dad!

No!

- Bob!
- Dad!

Mom!

Come on, get in, get in!

Get in! Hurry up!

He's got my leg!

- Dad!
- Christ, he's got my leg!

He's got my leg! He's got my leg!

Ah.
- Lock the door!

Mom.

Locked.

Hey!

We gotta take out their cars

so they don't follow us.

What uh, what uh, what I do?

Just pull the pin, and
throw it out the window!

Okay.

Okay.

Go on, throw 'em out! Throw 'em out!

Ah.

Yeah, two less black cars.

Bombs away!

Bombs away!

Andrew, stop it.

- Ah, Dad.
- Ah, Dad, nothin'.

If you wanna bomb something, bomb the dog.

Come on, Bullet, come on, boy!

- Next time I name the pets.
- Yes.

I am never moving again.

Neither am I.

I guess that means you're
stuck with me, huh?

- Mm-hmm.
- Mm-hmm.

Who would that be?

Bob, Dez, I want you
to meet the Wishnick's.

Christie and Steve, this
is Bob and Dez Marcel.

I think you have a lot in common.

Hi, come on in.

It's nice to meet you.

- Hello.
- Nice to meet you.

Welcome.

Stan.

♪ Ah, ah ♪
♪ Ah, ah ♪