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The briefcase is here like it should be. My gut tells me this is too easy.

Easy? It took me weeks to crack that internet code.

There's a regular transfer at night and the car is left in a vacant lot for

daylight pickup.

Why not lock the case in the trunk?

Who knows?

High percentage of thefts are trunk thefts.

Thanks for the tip.

There's no explosive residue on the case.

I'm going to open it.

Careful.

Monster.

Alien Orbs inside.

Bingo. Either we just got real lucky or this is a hell of a setup.

Got a problem.

What?

The briefcase is clean.

The car door is covered in C4 residue.

Is there a bomb in the car?

Foster, what are you doing?

Under the sea. Then get out of there. No, no, no, wait, wait, wait.

Don't move.

It's fail-safe, Eddie. It's gonna blow either way.

No, man, you gotta do something.

It can't happen like this, man.

See you, Eddie.

Bosser!

Bosser! What are you doing?

In 1564, Nostradamus predicted the destruction of Earth in three terrifying

waves. The first wave is here.

My name is Cade Foster.

These are my journals.

They killed my wife, framed me for murder.

Now I run, but I don't hide.

With the prophecies of Nostradamus as my guide, I seek them, I hunt them.

I will stop.

The first wife.

We copy that. Rounding up alien suspects at present. Stand by.

Roger, 279. Alien stronghold has been raised.

Quest live on.

Command, you're not going to believe this.

Containment is proceeding with our operation in practice.

Okay, let me see what you've got.

Well, that's good.

Mr. Foster, welcome.

Glad to see our heroes finally awake.

Semtex with a nitrate booster, wired to a timer and a pressure trigger.

Kick-ass little mechanism.

Pretty clever guap lot to blast you, Skye. Hiya, Mr. Foster.

Aren't that clever, since I'm still alive.

Malfunction. It happens.

You almost didn't make it.

You're unconscious for 13 days.

Where am I?

Outside of Detroit, in a protective facility of the National Defense Agency.

Where'd you find me?

Detroit City Hospital.

A minute as a John Doe from an EMT meat wagon.

We put it together from this.

You know what those orbs are?

Mm-hmm.

Your fingerprints led us back to the murder warrants in Chicago.

And your website journal. We had our biomed lab analyze the orbs. And?

And... They hold the consciousness of an extraterrestrial race.

Mr. Foster, you have delivered the first hard evidence of something we've

suspected for a long time.

I want to make a phone call.

Get him a secure line.

It's okay, Mr. Foster.

No tap or trace.

Your call will be completely private.

Second thought, I'd like to leave. Mr. Foster, it's vital you stay here for

your own protection.

Am I still wanted for those murders the Gua framed me for? The Attorney General

has been instructed to grant you a pardon. It's only a matter of days until

it's official.

But now that you've exposed them, the Gua would kill you on sight.

Sorry, folks, not playing this time. Mr. Foster, we're not the enemy.

I've heard that one before.

He's up.

Take it easy.

We get what you've been... What the hell are you doing?

Leave him alone.

Stand down!

Mr. Foster, Mr. Foster.

There's a test for aliens, isn't there?

Humans don't spontaneously heal.

I believe I passed the test.

Let him go.

Get some sleep, Mr. Foster.

We'll talk again tomorrow.

Get me something for this.

Sorry, bad timing. I'll come back later. Wait, wait.

Who are you?

I'm Dr. Heather Le Guin.

I'm a psychiatrist hired by the agency.

And I'm here to help you in any way I can.

Why don't you start by pointing me to the nearest bus stop?

I understand why you don't feel comfortable, but you have suffered a

fairly severe concussion.

Prescribed bed rest is three weeks minimum.

I'll get a second opinion.

Okay. Before you leave, however...

There is someone who would like to see you.

Uncle Harry?

Cade?

You okay, son?

Hey, you stay away from me!

Cade, what's wrong?

The aliens killed my uncle.

They took him hostage. I spoke to him from a Chicago police station. They

never heard from him again.

Those cops, they just worked me over a bit.

Nothing your uncle couldn't handle.

Cade, he's been cleared through security.

Come on. kids i'm your mother's brother where'd you take me for hockey practice

kelly's rink you know that every thursday and saturday morning and you

remember when i was cut from the team cut hell your slapshot won the cities

they called it the runaway train and who gave you the puck autographed by bobby

hull huh

It's me.

I tried calling you the second I got out of the cop station.

I tried for months.

The phone was disconnected.

My phone got cut off. You're right about that one.

Time's been rough, Kate. I've lost my job, my money, everything.

I'll be right back.

As I explained last night, for your own protection, I can't let you go.

You got no right to keep me here. I do if it concerns your security. By order

of the president. My record's been cleared, Blaylock. I'm a free man.

There is a significant threat of assassination out there.

Either you let me out of here or I'll find my own way out. Dr. Le Guin, I'd

appreciate your input here.

Let him out.

What? Security can go with him. Look, his mental health is just as important

as his physical security.

Absolutely not.

Save it, Doc. I'll find my own way. No, just a minute.

Bill, you hired me for my opinion. I'm giving it.

Armed escort.

Agent Mitchell.

He's in charge.

That's not exactly what I had in mind.

Take it or leave it.

Kate, we'll take you anywhere you want to go.

Which is where exactly?

I want to go home.

Here, take these jackets.

You never know.

Five-hour drive to Chicago.

Good time for a nap.

I'm done sleeping.

For your protection.

Is it like you remember?

It's been a while.

Place looks different. What happened?

Apparently another couple bought it six months ago.

We were able to get them to clear out for the evening.

Look, I'm here if you need anything.

Thanks.

You can go inside.

The premises are secure.

You have the best face on every situation.

And I love that about you.

Kate, I want you to see the specialist in Rochester.

What's happened with me has got nothing to do with it. Specialists are head

shrinks.

This is some kind of conspiracy.

A conspiracy?

I'll eat everything, man.

I used to buy more than anyone else would.

I love you, King.

And you sneak out and leave me alone?

Cade?

What do you say we go back to the compound?

Come on, in a few days you'll be legally cleared to leave.

I need to find Eddie Nambulous.

We already have a team of agents searching for Mr. Nambulous.

He's either gone deep underground or he's dead.

Eddie's not dead.

We'll keep searching, but right now we have more urgent matters to deal with.

Like what?

Two GWAA agents were caught deleting computer files at the Fermi Nuclear

Super Collider yesterday.

Three FBI agents were killed before the aliens were vaporized.

He doesn't mention aliens.

The matter is classified.

You're keeping the public in the dark?

The President and the Security Council are preparing an announcement for the

appropriate time, all right? First step is rooting these sons of bitches out of

the government and military.

We know we've been infiltrated.

Compromised at the highest levels. We have to assume the Gua know they've been

discovered. It's only a matter of time before they try to hit us.

What do you want from me?

U.S. intelligence agents. Covert status.

One week ago we pegged them as hostiles.

They're bad Gua infiltrators.

We're going to smoke them just like you've been doing, sir.

We need to know the locations of your encounters and any information you might

have gained from your contact with the aliens or your own supporters.

And then you'll get the rest of the relaxation you deserve.

I understand you might be reluctant to compromise your sources, but we need

your help to identify other subversives within our ranks.

This is the eve of the darkest day in human history.

And your expertise is the key to this operation.

Mr. Foster, are you all right?

You stay right there, Mr. Foster.

Back off, I want out now. Mitchell, it's okay.

Go.

It's okay.

help you, Mr. Foster?

Okay, what do you see I see aliens

Now another alien

And this

Alien with a hat

So you believe we're all aliens here is that it

could be then why haven't we killed you yet

Because I have a book the Guar want real bad.

It's my insurance policy.

Yes, I've read your journals. I know all about the Nostradamus book.

But you have to realize it's not vital anymore, Kate.

You've crossed the Rubicon. You've made it.

Why is it so hard for you to believe that you've succeeded?

Because I know what the Guar are capable of and I'm not inclined to be trusting.

Tell you what I think is going on.

Oh, well, be my guest.

Your paranoia has been a vital survival technique while you've been on the run.

And now that you've succeeded, you don't know how to shut that paranoia off.

So all I've got to worry about is a little battle fatigue.

It's called post-traumatic stress, and you need to work through it if you ever

hope to get any kind of closure with what's happening. I get closure every

time I turn an alien into a puff of smoke.

Do you?

You might want to take a look at those.

You lost your wife.

Have you had the chance to grieve, to mourn her death?

Or is fighting the only way you have to express your sorrow?

I don't need this crap.

That's good. You're angry and you should be.

Look, you've got a raw deal, Kate, and no one even knows the sacrifices you've

made for them.

You think I'm in this for the recognition?

No. I think you're in a stage of denial.

And after that comes acceptance.

Acceptance that what you have done is nothing short of a miracle.

Look, you fought back against the greatest enemy mankind has ever faced.

I can hear the violins.

Like it or not, you're a testament to human will, and someday you will be

satisfied with that. I'll never be satisfied!

I can never give back what I lost.

I come up here myself sometimes.

Only place I can think things through.

What do you want?

Saw you redecorated your suite.

Did you find what you were looking for?

We're on the same side, Cade. I don't know how else to convince you.

I've survived the last year and a half because I don't trust anything.

I've been inside machines that turn your brain into jello.

I've seen the Gua graft tentacles onto human flesh.

Kill people like lab rats.

I live in a state of war, so don't ask me to let my guard down just because

you're hand-blad.

I read your file.

Your father was Army infantry, killed in Vietnam.

Didn't know my father.

Do you know he was recommended for a Medal of Valor for saving two wounded

men in a squat?

I also know he caught a bullet in the throat, and the medal never came

through.

It was a screwed-up war.

Nobody knew what the hell they were fighting for.

I lost a brother there myself.

Joined the NDA because of his death.

Tried to make a difference, you know.

Well, keep reading my file. I became a criminal.

Is that what you think of yourself?

I know it's corny to talk heroism in this day and age.

But to me, a hero is someone who never takes the end for granted.

Who fights till the last breath leaves his body.

And that's what you are, Cade.

A hero.

You are an inspiration to every man and woman on this base.

What do you want from me?

Outside of a couple more days to briefing, nothing. Well, maybe when we

decide to go public, you'll say a few words, but you've done way more than any

individual could ever be asked.

You've given us a fighting chance, and I thank you for that.

It's me.

Where you been, Eddie?

Deep cover, bro.

The tip we got was bogus.

It's a game, man.

It's a total setup.

The bomb and this whole place. They're aliens.

No, duh.

I'm so glad that you're okay, Foster. I'm glad to see you too, Eddie.

I knew it. I knew this was a load of crap.

There. There's your stuff.

Let's get the hell out of here.

How'd you find me here, Eddie? Don't you think I've watched you work?

I ripped off the facility's delivery routes off the net.

Snuck in with the delivery.

Come on!

Stand back, Eddie!

We've made every effort to find any nambulous hospitals, police, every

agency from the locals to the FBI.

I'm sorry, Kate.

I don't know what more we can do.

Try harder.

You have an idea. Let's hear it.

Eddie used to monitor all sorts of websites for information related to the

wall. Must be a way for us to hit those sites. Leave a coded message that would

tell him how to reach me. The guac could intercept the message and use it to

track you here.

I think it's worth the risk.

You're in no position to assess risk, Doctor.

We owe this to him. You owe him.

Agent Tomlin to the control room.

Tomlin's our top computer expert.

But I gotta warn you, kid.

The probability is your friend is dead.

It's a great honor to meet you, Mr. Foster.

Cade is looking for Eddie Nambulas.

We've already tried traces on the Paranoid Times as well as web profile

searches. You can't trace Eddie. He's too good. We have to let him come to us.

How?

Bombard certain sites I know they'll be monitoring.

Major law enforcement sites as well as hospitals for starters.

And let his search engines pick it up. Exactly.

I'm going to create a hacker sign code followed by the encrypted format of

Cade. C-A-D-E.

If he's freaking the web, he'll expect encrypted format.

Use Morse code.

It's the only one I know.

We can do better than that.

I'm hitting all the sites you specified.

It'll look like their own web page is programming, so they won't delete it.

Your code will link him to another site with a contact number.

After that, it's up to him.

Eddie will find it.

Let's hope so.

That's it.

I've sent the encrypted code.

Now it's just a matter of time.

That looks real good.

Thanks.

Thanks a lot.

Have any luck?

I'll wait and see.

I hope we find him.

His journals were cool.

There's someone else out there.

We have to get off the roof. Get away from her, Foster.

Cade, he's an alien.

You stay back, Mitchell.

Foster, step away from Tomlin now.

You stay right where you are, you alien son of a bitch.

I'm not the alien, Foster.

She is.

She's a genetic duplicate.

Can't let her get off the roof.

So that's how they die.

Did the Gua attempt on your life change your mind about staying here?

Maybe.

I don't know what to believe.

These are trust issues, Cade.

Trust?

I thought I was going crazy when they first experimented on me.

Thought I was being punished for all those years of being a thief.

Didn't deserve a good life. Didn't deserve Hannah.

And when you found out the aliens were real?

I just knew that fighting them was the only way for me not to lose my mind.

But you can let go of that now, Cade. You've won.

Then why don't I feel any peace?

Exactly.

Don't you see?

You need the fight to avoid facing the grief and loss.

Maybe you feel that without a war to fight and with Eddie missing, that

you've got nothing left, but you can have solace, Cade.

You can find peace again if you want it badly enough, do you?

I just want to breathe again.

I want to feel safe. But you're safe here.

Not enough.

Then look ahead.

You can have a life again. You can start right now and fight for that.

What the hell's going on? Five hours ago, the Gua attempt detonated a small

nuclear device deep inside the Pentagon.

Fortunately, that attempt failed.

Make no mistake, people.

we are in a state of war it was uncertain when it would happen but the

president has now officially put us on alert period departments to go public we

need the people of this nation with us just how do you intend to do that with

your help what are you talking about you're an example of leadership kate

someone who will inspire people to unite against the aliens i thought you said

i'd done my job the public needs a hero president wants it to be you

What the hell does he expect me to say?

Just be yourself, you'll do fine.

Ladies and gentlemen, Cade Foster.

Mr. Foster!

As the NDA's expert on the aliens, how close are we to a full invasion?

You mean the second wave?

I don't know when it's coming.

Next month, next week, or tomorrow.

But I know that it's inevitable, unless we stop the first wave now.

Do we even have a chance?

I've fought them for a year and a half now.

They have weaknesses.

They lack our willpower.

Hell yeah, we can beat them.

The Paranoid Times documents what I've learned about the Gua.

My friend Eddie Nambulus publishes it.

Without Eddie, without people like Eddie, I could never have gotten this

far.

If you stand with me against them, then the Gua have already lost the war.

consider yourself victorious, sir?

No.

Not yet.

But everything that's happened since I came here, clearing my name, exposing

the aliens, it makes all the sacrifices mean something.

Thanks. I'm serious.

I feel like we've beaten the wall already.

You're too optimistic.

How'd it feel?

Embarrassing. I got carried away.

No, I meant inside.

How did it feel to finally tell the world what you've been waiting for for

so long?

It felt good.

Just being able to talk about it like I'm not some sort of lunatic.

That's what I meant about acceptance.

You should be proud of what you've done.

I'm thinking a glass of wine is in order.

You? Why not?

Why not?

You see, now come the rewards for your efforts.

You can provide inspiration, get off the front lines, and accept that you've done

the job.

To acceptance.

Acceptance.

There's an old adage in the psychiatric profession.

As soon as you feel a personal attraction for a client, run like hell.

I guess I should go find my running shoes.

I'm always here for you.

I guess I understand your feelings, Kate.

You must have been through hell.

You're supposed to be dead, Harry.

Why'd the Gua let you go?

Don't know, son.

But that fellow Blalock told me how you took the fight to them.

To the Gua.

I'm proud of you.

Thanks.

Remember how we had your dad's army things in that safety deposit box down

at First Union?

Yeah.

Here, take him, Kate.

You deserve him.

Kate Foster, hero.

Ain't that something?

Never thought you'd see my picture on the front page.

Well, for robbing a bank, maybe.

Not for something good.

I think it's finally time, Cade.

Time for what?

That R&R you deserve.

What do you say to eight weeks somewhere tropical?

Hawaii or maybe the Philippines?

You and your uncle can go fishing.

Security will be unobtrusive.

Maybe the president will call and ask you to say a few words from time to

time. Wow, how do I get that deal?

Well, what about the Guam? What about the fight? It'll be weeks before we

mobilize.

Don't worry, you'll help us plenty down the line.

Eddie?

We'll put you in touch the moment there's any contact.

Thank you.

What do you say, Kate?

Do some deep-sea fishing?

That sounds real good.

Kate Foster.

was hailed as a hero yesterday to a stunned worldwide audience when the

United States government announced an extraterrestrial threat to the planet.

Foster spoke to reporters of his harrowing 18-month journey, a journey

that began with the death of his wife, Hannah.

Officials hope that after Mr. Foster... Outside of Detroit, in a protected

facility of the National Defense Agency.

Had a fairly severe concussion.

Prescribed bed rest is three weeks minimum.

The public needs a hero.

The president wants to be you.

I need to find an anambulist.

We already have a team of agents searching for Mr. Anambulist.

He's kind of deep underground or he's dead.

Kid, I'm your mother's brother.

Who gave you the fuck autographs by Bobby?

So you believe we're all able to hear his headache?

Could be.

I thought I was going crazy.

He would assume

an advisory position with the government.

Kate?

Is anything wrong?

No.

Nothing at all.

I'll be back in a second.

Nothing about him.

Joshua.

You opened that gate.

Protocol of the experiment wasn't to keep Cade Foster confined.

Refabricated this entire facility.

Created this non-healing limb just to deceive subject 117.

And we failed.

This test was designed to see if Foster's psychological archetype would

succumb to a life of comfort, safety, the rewards of a savior in the celebrity

age. And Foster's archetype will not give up the fight.

You've committed treason.

You might remember you're addressing the head of the assembly.

I've left a public record for our strategists.

There are six billion humans on this planet.

If one out of every 117 has Foster's fortitude, we could lose this battle.

His capture and dissection were vital to our mission.

I've proven the point I sought to make.

I think the Gua head would disagree with that.

I'm placing you under arrest, Joshua.

Arrest for high treason.

Thanks, Eddie.

You're alive, man.

Can't believe it.

I've been looking for you for two weeks, man.

Hospitals, morgues.

Damn.

What finally tipped you, man?

It was... perfect.

It was too damn perfect.

You had me scared, Whitless, man.

I thought for sure you were gonna... I feel guilty.

Why?

Just for a second.

Just for a fraction of a second, I wanted to take the deal.

I didn't want to leave.

You're not there yet, man.

Blaylock said the true definition of a hero is one who never takes the end for

granted.

Ironically, it was those words that made me flee the Gua facility.

The seductions of comfort and security can blind us to the real evils that

plague humankind.

We have to look past temptation and keep fighting.

Because that's what a true hero is.

Someone who wakes up and fights through the day with determination to see a

better tomorrow.

So open your eyes.

The invasion is coming.

We need heroes.

Now more than ever.