All language subtitles for The Invaders - 1x05 - Genesis EN

[TIRES SCREECHING]

Look at those crazy kids.
One headlight.

They're mine.

- I'll see you, Sam.
- Okay.

[SIREN WAILING]

[SIREN STOPS]

Let's see your licence.

What did we do?

Get out and I'll show you.
Leave your lights on.

We were only going 30 miles
an hour.

- I mean, we were both watching here.
- Out.

That'll cost you.

Oh, yeah. You're careful and you try
to drive like an old lady,

and get stopped for a headlight.

[HEART BEATING]

What's that?

Oh, it's nothing.

- Look, officer, please?
- Open it.

Now, listen, it's a girl.

It's a nice girl and she just--

She got a little oiled up at the beach.

We're gonna be in enough hot water
with her old man as it is.

I said, open it.

Okay.

[HEART BEATING]

What is it? What is it?

[TIRES SCREECHING]

[ANNOUNCER READS
ON-SCREEN TEXT]

ANNOUNCER: Starring Roy Thinnes
as architect David Vincent.

NARRATOR:
The invaders:

Alien beings from a dying planet.

Their destination: the Earth.

Their purpose:
to make it their world.

David Vincent has seen them.

For him, it began one lost night
on a lonely country road,

looking for a shortcut
that he never found.

It began with a closed,
deserted diner,

and a man too long without sleep
to continue his journey.

It began with the landing
of a craft from another galaxy.

Now David Vincent knows
that the invaders are here.

That they have taken human form.

Somehow he must convince
a disbelieving world

that the nightmare
has already begun.

ANNOUNCER:
The guest stars in tonight's story:

John Larch,

Carol Rossen,

Frank Overton.

[ANNOUNCER READS
ON-SCREEN TEXT]

NARRATOR: A police officer has
seen something so terrifying

that he had been driven to hysteria.

And from hysteria
to the thin edge of madness.

His incoherent words describing
a creature not of this world

and a strange, metallic disc

bring David Vincent
to this Rhode Island city

and officer Hal Corman.

But why can't I stay with him and talk
to him? You're his psychiatrist.

Now, believe me, he won't respond,
Mrs. Corman, even if he hears you.

His mind has put up a barrier
to shut out whatever happened to him.

Now we have to find a way
to reach through that barrier

to bring him back to reality
without frightening him,

without driving him deeper
into himself.

How?

Well, we can't do it here.
We don't have the facilities.

I have papers for you to sign
that will give us permission to take him

where he'll get the help he needs.

No, I won't let him go
to one of those places.

Joan.

Joan, you have to for Hal's sake,
you do.

All right.

- Do what you have to do.
- We'll go to my office.

You'd better stay here, lieutenant.

She needs someone to blame.
Just be patient.

I'll wait for her down the hall.

- Hello.
- Yes?

A friend of mine, Sergeant Hal
Corman, was brought in last night.

- Is he allowed visitors?
- No, I'm afraid not.

Do you think I could see his doctor
for a moment?

Pardon me.

I'd like to talk to you, please.
Over here.

- Name?
- David Vincent.

Identification?

Where were you last night,
Mr. Vincent?

Here's an airplane ticket,
flight 402 this morning.

What's this all about?

One man knows what happened
to Hal Corman, what he really saw.

That's the man driving that station
wagon on the beach road last night.

I'm gonna find that man.

You're looking in the wrong place.
Why would he come here?

Why did you come here?

I know most of Hal's friends.
I've never seen you before.

Well, let's just say I'm interested.

The driver of that wagon
would be too.

Tell you what, Mr. Vincent,

I'm gonna hang on to this
until I check with the airline.

- Where are you staying?
- The Shoreham.

Okay.

You'll hear from me.

Well, Joan, let me take you home.

- Thank you, I can get home.
- I wanna help Hal.

Will you do me a favour
and not help him anymore?

Just leave him alone.

Joan, I told you how sorry I am.

It's a little late for apologies.

If it hadn't been for you,
if you hadn't talked Hal--

Joan, do we have
to rehash that again?

Why, Greg, what's wrong?

Six months ago you were so proud.

You and your protege were
gonna take this town apart,

clean it up, and to heck
with the city-hall boys.

Nothing happened to you, Greg.
Nothing at all.

But Hal lost everything.
His rank, his future, and now--

Now blame me.

If it hadn't been for you,

he wouldn't have been
on that beach patrol last night.

He'd have been at a desk
at the precinct.

You can run away from it, Greg,
but you can't change the truth.

[DOORBELL RINGS]

Yes?

Mrs. Corman?

I'd like to talk to you
about your husband.

Haven't you people written enough
about him? Why can't you just--?

I'm not a reporter.

My name is David Vincent.

Now, your husband had an experience
that I might know something about.

Now, if I could talk to him,
maybe I could help him and myself.

What kind of an experience?

Could I have five minutes
to talk to you?

Please?

All right.

[TYPEWRITER CLACKING]

This doesn't make sense.

- What's it supposed to mean?
ANDY: Just what it says.

That David Vincent's
some kind of a kook.

Claims that aliens from outer space
are trying to take over the Earth.

And he was on flight 402
this morning.

[PHONE RINGING]

Hello?

Yes.

Uh-huh.

Just a minute, please.

Hey, Greg.

Dr. Grayson.

He says Joan Corman has brought
this Vincent guy over to the hospital.

Dr. Grayson.

Lieutenant,
you'd better get down here.

Yes. This Vincent's with her now.

If I don't let him see her husband,
she'll have him taken out of my care.

Well, can she do that?

Of course she can do it.
She committed him voluntarily.

Well, if nobody stops her, I will not
be responsible for what happens.

Oh, if the captain asks for me,
you don't know where I am.

Greg, wait a second, will you?

You know, if it hadn't been
for the captain

you'd have been busted
just like Hal was.

Now, you're gonna keep on operating
like a one-man army,

and you're gonna wind up
without a job, without a pension.

Exactly nothing.

Yeah.

Joan,

why can't you get it
through your head?

You've read the report
and he doesn't even deny it.

I don't care what the report
says about me.

The facts behind it are true.

That's why I'm here.

GRAYSON:
Mrs. Corman,

we know little enough
about the human mind.

This man knows nothing.

One wrong word and he can push your
husband so far into his own world

that we'll never be able to reach him.

And one right word
and Hal might come back to me.

Can you guarantee me that much?

I'm not going to argue
with you anymore.

Do we see my husband
or do I take him out of your care?

Hal,

we're going to help you.

Please help us.

Do you understand?

Hal, you don't know me.

But I think we have something
in common.

We may have been through
the same kind of experience.

Hal,

try to remember the metal disc.

The metal disc you talked about
last night.

A metal unknown to us.

Warm, very warm.

And when it touched you,
it began vibrating.

Someone held this disc
in the palm of his hand

and tried to press it
against your neck.

Is that what happened?

It's all right, Hal. Now, if that's what
happened, you're not alone.

I've seen it too.

Now, Hal, try to remember.

You saw something last night,
what was it?

What did you see?

What was it, Hal?

Hal.

Out. All of you, get out.

- Hal.
- I said, get out.

He heard. I know that he heard.
What happened? Hal.

GRAYSON: Push that buzzer
by the door and get out.

[JOAN SOBBING]
[DOOR BUZZES]

Vincent.

Boy, I should have found
some charge against you,

stopped you before this happened.

I got through to him.

Sure. Sure. Tricks.

What kind of a crackpot are you?
What do you want?

The truth. And I've found it.

It's up to you to dig up a lead
on that station wagon.

Until I find something to book you on,
I'm gonna stay on your neck.

Fine. I might appreciate that later on.

But you'd better put a guard
on Hal Corman.

You're out of your mind.

I got through to him.

If it happens again, if he talks,
his life's not worth a cent.

Do you understand that?

He's seen them.

They can't afford to have him talk.

You've got to guard him.

I want you out of here now.

Lieutenant, that metal disc he saw,

all they need is one minute alone
with him in that room and he's gone.

- It'll look like a cerebral haemorrhage.
- And they'll do this?

I know what I'm talking about.

Go on back to your hotel and wait.
I'm not done with you.

Even if you don't believe me,
you'd better put a guard on him.

[KNOCKING]

- David Vincent?
- Yes.

You'd better come with me
to the station.

Why?

Hal Corman is dead.

- How?
- Cerebral haemorrhage.

Straight ahead.

[BOTH GRUNTING]

[CAR APPROACHING]

Hey, what's going on here?

Look, I want this whole area clear.

But it's my hotel. Those were shots.

- What happened?
- Shots?

No, a can of gas went up. That's all.

Look, I want them all out of here
until I check the damage.

Now, come on, will you?

MANAGER:
All right, folks, back upstairs.

Nothing here now.
Go back upstairs. Go upstairs.

- You okay?
- Yeah, I'll be all right.

All right, would you mind
telling me what I saw happen

a couple minutes ago?

Well, you told them.
A can of gas went up.

Don't be funny, Vincent.

You know what you saw.
What you wanna believe is up to you.

What we have to find out
is what Hal Corman saw.

This is the car.

Well?

Who was that man I shot?

It wasn't a man.

Well, you have a report on me.
A complete file.

You know what I've been tracking
down. Invaders from another planet.

You just saw one die.

I found this in the front seat.

A ticket stub
for the Ninth Street ferry.

It's stamped last night.

- We can trace it.
- While you're at it.

The owner of the car,
female, 28, Selene Lowell.

And thank you, lieutenant.

I said I'd be glad
you were on my neck.

I was.

I came here to pick you up
after Hal died.

He didn't just die.

He was murdered.

I'd better stop by the station,

have them check the stub,
pick up the wagon.

Selene Lowell, huh?

Oh, Vincent.

Now, remember,
this is police business.

I'm probably sticking my neck out
by letting you in on it.

So don't louse me up.

Pardon me, could you tell me
where I can find Miss Lowell?

You go all the way around the bend,
take your first exit to the right.

She's outside by the fish tank.

I am not hysterical.

You're tired.

We all are.

But there is nothing wrong.

Ken, please.

You're so afraid if I say anything
to the police

about Dr. Lanier's disappearance,

if it gets into the papers, that it'll
jeopardise your precious grant.

Selene. Now, look.

Just give me a chance to check.

- Are you Miss Lowell?
- Yes.

I'm Lieutenant Lucather
and this is Mr. Vincent.

Excuse me.

Now, you said on the phone
that you found my station wagon.

Where was it?

You mean, you didn't even know
it was missing?

Well, no.

Everybody uses it.
The keys are always in the ignition.

Well, then somebody here
could have been driving it yesterday.

Oh, absolutely not. No.

Miss Lowell, we have proof
that the car was used last night.

A ticket stub
from the Ninth Street ferryboat.

Oh, please,
what aren't you telling me?

What happened to him?

Who, Miss Lowell?

Well, I said I wouldn't say anything,
but I guess I have to.

Dr. Lanier is missing.

He's the head of the sea lab.

Last night while we were working,
he felt ill. He went home.

This morning I checked--
We live in the same building.

--but there was no answer.

All right, Miss Lowell,
after we finish here,

why don't we go down
to headquarters?

Then you can give us
a complete rundown on Lanier.

All right,
I hope I can be of some help.

Well, if you'll come with me.

Ken-- That is, Dr. Harrison
is not going to be very happy

that I mentioned anything to you.

That feeding should have been
done two hours ago.

Everything's been off schedule
for weeks.

Are you trying to meet a deadline?

Trying but I don't know whether
we're gonna make it.

That's why it's so unreasonable
for Dr. Lanier to have gone.

Well, that new wing has got
to be finished and--

Well, for some kind
of a meeting next week.

If this kind of work you're doing
isn't secret,

would you mind telling me about it?

Well, if you weren't policemen,
I'd say no.

But maybe you'll see why we're under
such strict orders about publicity.

Publicity, huh.

Now, that is something we didn't have
to worry about under our last director.

And then he had a heart attack,
and Dr. Lanier took over the lab,

and everything changed.
Everything.

Ken and I are the only ones that
are left from the old staff, and Ken--

Let me show you something.

SELENE:
You know what that is?

No, but whatever it is,
you can have it.

It's life.

Created life.

Dr. Lanier has had Ken experimenting
with primordial conditions.

The way the Earth was
when lightning hit the sea

and first life was born.

We've been duplicating
these conditions

by sending electricity
through a mixture of seawater,

amino acids and other compounds
we know were in the sea then.

This is only on a very small scale.

Now I'll show you what our grant's
giving us the money to do.

[TYPEWRITER CLACKING]

SELENE:
This is the new wing.

Dr. Harrison is over there.

Do you mind if I wander
around a bit?

I guess it's all right.

By the size of that cable,
you could light a whole city.

Yeah, I guess you could.

Do you need all that power?

You have your own generators.

I don't work here, pal.
I'm just with the power company.

You'll have to ask
one of the brains there.

I'm sorry to be so abrupt, lieutenant,
but I just don't have the time.

Ken, I'm going to headquarters

with Lieutenant Lucather
and Mr. Vincent. I'll be back.

Selene, I wish you--

Don't worry about coming back,
we're not gonna work late tonight.

I'll call you when we find out
what's wrong.

I'm sorry I couldn't be more help,
lieutenant.

Thanks, anyway.

Naturally, I wish Selene
hadn't involved the police.

But she was right to be concerned.

I've been afraid that Dr. Lanier
was pushing himself too hard.

The strain of rushing to get the lab
ready may have been too much.

Instead of worrying about Dr. Lanier,
all I did was worry about publicity.

You know, I should go down
to headquarters.

There might be something I can tell
the police that'd help find him.

No, Ken.

Your place is here.

Without the knowledge he gave you,
without your skill, he's lost, Ken.

He needs you.

He told you about the meeting
next week.

Those coming to that meeting,
my people,

will not be able to reach their goal
without his contribution.

He's the key.
Do you understand, Ken?

If we lose Lanier,
his scientific genius,

our timetable for this planet
will be set back months, years.

It's why we came to this laboratory,
why we put in the new wing.

For him, Ken. For him.

What does he want me to do?

He wants you to bring him back,

to give him human form again.

No, I'm sorry,
but he hasn't come back yet.

Well, sure, I'll have him call you
the minute he comes in.

Right. Wait a second.

Oh, he just walked in.

Greg, it's Joan Corman.
It's the second time she's called.

Thanks.

Yeah, Joan, what is it?
What's the matter?

Now, look, Joan,
just take it easy now.

What?

Where, Joan?
Where did they come from?

All right, look, you just take it easy.
Stay where you are.

I'll get back to you
as soon as I can, okay?

She's at home.
Half out of her mind.

She's been trying to reach me
for hours.

She's just given us the lead
we've been looking for.

Just before he died, Hal told her

where to find the people
responsible for his murder.

- What, he told her?
- Yeah.

There's a warehouse across the river,
Allyson Street.

Just one block
from the Ninth Street ferry.

- The one we found the ticket for?
- That's right.

Wait a minute now.

A man in deep shock, so deep
that he blocks out the whole world,

comes to just long enough to give you
the exact information you need, huh?

And his wife comes to you
with the information.

The woman who considers you
responsible for her husband's death.

- Come off it, Vincent.
- It's a trap.

- Trap? That was Joan Corman.
- Check it out.

I don't have to. I know her.
It was Joan.

It could be one of them.

It's not hard for them
to duplicate her voice.

- Now, if you go, you'll--
- I have to go.

If it hadn't been for me
and my stinking crusade,

Hal wouldn't have been
on the beach that night.

Mrs. Corman, please.

Are you sure about that?

No, no. Thank you.

That was Mrs. Corman's landlady.

She left town an hour ago.

She went to see
her husband's relatives in Illinois.

Do you know where
that warehouse is?

Yes, I could see it from the dock
when I took Dr. Lanier to the ferry.

Wait a minute. You mean to tell me
you were in that station wagon?

No, not last night.
It was a week ago.

Dr. Lanier was feeling sick
just like he felt last night.

And he begged me
to get him to the ferry.

He said that his doctor
was somewhere across the river.

I know I should have said something,
but the way everyone's been acting,

you know,
nothing has made any sense.

- Mr. Vincent, what's happened?
- Sergeant, I need some help.

What kind of help, Mr. Vincent?

Lieutenant Lucather's in danger.
Grave danger.

Oh, he sure is. When the captain
gets through with him,

- he's gonna think its danger.
DAVID: This is no joke.

Oh, look, pal. All the lieutenant
told me when he called in

was to turn the girl's wagon
over to her.

He didn't say anything to me
about listening to your nightmares.

Now, the wagon's outside
and the keys are in it.

Do me a favour, will you?
Be my guest.

Show me where that warehouse is.

Dr. Harrison, now, the only way
I can get you that much current

is to change every relay
at the power station.

That means to suck all the electricity
from the border to here

right through that line.

Now, that would blow
every transformer in the city.

Ken?

One burst of power. I must have it.

Yes, but if the power system blows--

Then our generators can take over.

Go to the power company.

Do it.

Now.

We're too late to catch the last ferry.

Is there another way across?

There's a bridge
about a half-mile down.

Mr. Vincent, I don't know
what's going on,

and I think I'm entitled
to some explanation.

Well, I wonder whose explanation
you'll believe.

Mine or Dr. Lanier's.

Try me.

All right.

We're being invaded
by beings from another world.

I believe they've already
taken over the sea lab.

[HEART BEATING]

We're ready, Dr. Lanier.

Ken.

Yes.

Now.

- Mr. Vincent.
- Give me five minutes.

Either you're out of your mind,

or if everything you've said is true,
we should be going to the police.

Just five minutes.

You.

Come with me.

For what it's worth, I apologise.

Now you know.

What's that supposed to be?

This is a regeneration station.

To keep themselves
in a human form.

And to get rid of us.

Without leaving a mark or a trace,

they can induce
a simple heart attack.

[ALL GRUNTING]

ALIEN:
Hold it.

Over there.

Give me full force.

[GUNSHOTS]

[GUNSHOTS]

The sea lab. Quick.

[TYRES SCREECH]

- What were those shots?
- Just keep driving.

It looks like every light
in the city's out.

Those power lines I saw at the sea lab
could draw enough current

to black out a city twice this size.

But those lines weren't connected.
The lab isn't even operating.

They have their own generators.

Maybe they have to develop something
more important than a handful of jelly.

What are you talking about?

Dr. Lanier was sick last night.

The station wagon picked him up,
took him to that regeneration station.

The ticket stub proves that much.

Well, something
must have gone wrong,

because usually when regeneration
fails, they die and they burn up.

But suppose something else
started to happen.

Like what?

Suppose he started to slip back,

suppose he was losing
his human form

and the regeneration tubes
didn't work.

Look, Hal saw something that was
so terrifying that it drove him mad.

That something has been
at the sea lab all day.

- Dr. Lanier?
- Dr. Lanier.

Hold the level. Hold it.

That meeting next week
must be very important.

So must Dr. Lanier.

Or they wouldn't risk
blacking out a whole city.

I don't understand. Ken wouldn't
work with them. I know that.

Well, he may have no choice.
They might be controlling him.

GRAYSON: It's working, Ken.
What do we need now?

Ken?

Nothing but time.

Nothing but time.

Ten minutes.

Ten minutes.

Is there another way in?

There's a door
behind the control room.

A stairway inside leads directly
to the new wing.

Distract that guard long enough
for us to get in that door.

- The whole staff might be--
- Just let us get inside that door.

One thing, Vincent,

what happens when we get inside?

If I'm right, you make
a quick phone call

and become a hero back
at headquarters.

And if you're wrong,

do you know where a 51-year-old
ex-cop can get a job?

SELENE:
Jimmy.

What are you doing around
so late?

Just waiting for my ride,
Miss Lowell.

Oh, well, why don't you come with me?
I'll drop you off as soon as I get Ken.

No matter what he said,
I know he's still working.

No he isn't, Miss Lowell.
He left a while ago.

Well, I'm glad to hear that.

You can just push yourself so far,
can't you?

Are you sure you don't want a ride?

No, thanks, Miss Lowell, I'll wait.

Okay, I'll see you tomorrow morning.

You wanted to meet Dr. Lanier?

There he is.

LUCATHER:
Grayson.

Now you know
who killed Hal Corman.

Make your call.

- The salinity level. Raise it. Raise it.
- Doctor--

I told you to forget
about Miss Lowell.

You're distracting him.

Andy, Greg.
Let me talk to the captain.

ALIEN:
Open it.

Get them out of here.

Get them out of here.

It's all right, Ken.

No guns, no noise.

Cut the generators.
Cut the generators.

Kill him.

Don't, Ken.

You must for Dr. Lanier.

Please.

[SOBBING]

You'll be needing this.

Oh, the return flight
isn't marked on it.

I'll be leaving in an hour.

Now, are you sure you don't want me
to go with you to the FBI?

I'm not going there.

Why not? I mean, after all of this?

How is she?

Well, she's asleep again.
Having bad dreams, though.

They think she'll have them
for a while.

What did the doctor say?

Well, the doctor called it
a small breakdown.

She'll be here
for a couple of months.

Well... Now, if you'll excuse me,

I think I'll go home
and get some rest myself.

Will you ever tell him
what happened?

What good would it do?

Now, look, David,

she's had a breakdown
and he can't remember anything,

but you still got me.
I'm willing to stick my neck out.

You'd only regret it.

The only proof we have
is that fire at the sea lab.

Now, the power company says
that was due to a faulty relay.

How about some coffee?

Why not?

If I'm late again, well, I'm in trouble
with the captain anyway.

But my conscience is clear.
I did what I had to do.

I found out what happened to Hal.

And maybe I found out
a little more than that.

Coffee sounds good.

NARRATOR:
One cup of coffee,

a few stolen minutes,

a last small gesture of defiance
for a crusader

who fought and won a crusade

and knows he can never claim
the victory.

Post-traitement : OggiWan