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Yeah.

Satellite will be in position in three, two, one.

Your satellite's in place, sir.

I want to see a number, Mr. Davis.

Patience is a virtue for a radio astronomer.

Sir, I...

How long?

A minute?

An hour?

I don't know. We need to accumulate enough data to calculate the Doppler

ship.

Watching the screen won't make it go any faster.

Mr. Davis, this incoming entity intends to blow to kingdom come everything that

you and yours hold dear.

My satellite is all that stands between us and it.

Now get me a number, son.

Any number.

Reading 5.2 AU.

What the devil does that mean?

Mr. Davis, what does that number mean?

5.2018 astronomical units. The unidentified object just passed Jupiter,

and it's closing.

How fast?

About half the speed of light.

But it's decelerating. It's slowing down.

How long do we have before it reaches Earth?

Somewhere between 24 and 36 hours.

not where the media...

Ben Proctor?

You don't understand.

I deposited a Veterans Administration check. That is Veterans Administration.

That is guaranteed by the United States government. It has its own policies. I'm

just... What policy is that?

All I'm asking for is to have... Sir... What?

What? What seems to be the problem, Maria?

Mr. Proctor has insufficient funds for withdrawal.

I explained to this bitch that I made a deposit yesterday.

And as I explained, sir, VA checks take three business days to clear. It's bank

policy. I'm sorry. I've got to eat.

And I'd like to help, but there's... There's nothing you can do.

What is it?

I don't look so clean. I'm a little light in the deodorant department today.

Maybe you just like me to disappear, right? I'm sorry, sir.

You're sorry. Oh, well, that makes two of us.

Ben? What?

Let me help you.

Don't touch me.

Don't touch me!

Get down!

Everybody down!

Everybody down! Get down!

All right, give me my money.

Come on, come on.

Don't throw any of those exploding ink jobs in there.

I said get down.

Ben, we are out of time. We need to go now.

Why are you still standing?

Now that's enough.

Just give me what's mine.

Alright. Everybody stay down.

Ah!

Damn! Forget the money, Ben!

You are staying.

We're leaving together, Ben.

This is the Los Angeles Police... Time

is running out.

Big Nally, what do you have?

Bank robbery, Santa Monica.

Take a look.

Pop goes the weasel.

Deposit or withdraw?

Watch.

I can't read lips.

Don't have to.

The computer can lip read for you.

Dad, let me help you.

Can anyone spell accomplice? Doesn't make sense. What is MacArthur up to? The

writing's on the screen.

He got an ID on the other guy.

Lab's on it. They'll let us know as soon as something gives.

I mean, I'll have that ID inside an hour, sir.

Anyone else have this information?

This? No way.

Absolutely not.

Captain Benjamin Wright Proctor, file 7797448.

UCLA, 1967.

Proctor was in the doctoral program, chemistry.

He assisted in a program analyzing objects of unknown origin. He proposed a

theory that they were extraterrestrial artifacts.

Why didn't I know about this?

Unclear, sir. The trail goes dead.

I'm still digging.

Hysteric, Sergeant.

It's not polite.

Sir, what does it mean?

It means I'm going to get my shot sooner than I figured.

We don't have to shoot first.

Do you want my job, Mr. Davis?

No, sir.

Well, sometimes I don't either, but I got it, and I'm going to do the best job

I can.

Even if it means I'm saving sorry asses like yours.

What's the TAC team status?

Staging, sir.

Inside 30 minutes.

By then, we should have Proctor in custody. I just got a report that our

TAC team is approaching Proctor's residence.

Who do we have on the team?

We can't afford to screw up. I took the liberty of pulling our top men off a

training exercise for the mission, sir. You did the right thing, Sergeant.

Yes, sir.

Thank you, sir. What about the FBI?

As usual, sir, the FBI is completely unaware of our movements.

They'll be playing catch-up from here to eternity.

I want to reconfirm on the floor number.

Let's get inside before the NSA figures out Crocker's upstairs.

We have to get out of here, Ben. This is the first place they're going to look

for you.

Let him come. I'm finished moving.

You don't understand, Ben.

What's there to understand?

I'm staying. You're going in.

Hey!

You pay attention.

I want those pieces.

The pieces from the lab, you're the last one to have them. I want them.

What's wrong with you, man? Are you off your lithium or something?

Silver star?

Yeah.

Meaningless hunk of scrap.

It's the Army's highest honor.

It's a different planet, man.

A light year away.

Please, leave. I am begging you. Not without the pieces.

I have no idea what you're talking about.

Sure you do. In 1967, you were assigned to a classified government project.

The breakdown and analysis of objects of unknown origin. Ancient history, blood

on the floor.

You were close to cracking their atomic code.

The project was shut down. Yeah, and I got shipped to Vietnam for my troubles.

They screwed me over good.

What do you want?

The truth.

Isn't that what you want?

They had no idea what it was, where it came from.

I had a theory.

Sent in a report theorizing extraterrestrial origin.

Few more tests might have proved it but a a student protest group broke in and

tore the place up I Was trying to save my research

when I saw

So who?

Elaine Barker, my fiancée.

Was she part of the group?

Elaine taught me everything I know about love and trust.

They don't exist.

She told me she didn't know they were going to the lab.

And I knew they'd blame me for the break-in because of our connection.

But I had no idea That

was the last time I saw her

That

was the night my life ended

What happened to those pieces, Ben? I need to find those pieces.

Whoa,

whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Hold your fire.

Stand down.

Relax.

That is all that's left of my life.

A sandbox.

And you need a key card to get in and play.

Gotta be some kind of irony in that, don't you think?

When the lab get torn down, Ben.

Torn down?

You got some stand-up potential there, my friend. Torn down?

Peace and love, my ass.

A

month

later, I was knee-deep in jungle muck, picking off leeches.

Government sent you there as a punishment?

Best and the brightest are not supposed to fall in love with terrorists.

I'm sorry. Whatever, man.

I need those missing pieces. Ben!

Sir, I have Singer Air Force Base on the mark.

What do you have in mind, Colonel?

Shh.

Listen.

Address rehearsal.

Find me a target.

Let's test this on some space debris.

What did an asteroid do?

How long to a curtain?

30 minutes.

Test in 30 minutes.

Sir, look at this.

Ben Proctor's college sweetheart.

She was there that night in 67.

Find her.

No problem, sir. She's not hiding.

And she shares your taste for music.

Don't plug it up too much.

Violins?

Here you go, Elaine. Thank you.

Step's coming up.

Elaine? Who's that?

My name's Adam.

I got your name from Ben Proctor.

Ben Proctor?

I don't know him.

Elaine, I need to find the pieces Ben was studying in the lab.

What did he tell you? That I destroyed the lab?

No. Oh, yes, he did.

He still blames me.

Thirty years go by and nothing changes.

Excuse me.

Elaine.

How did you

do that?

I let my... eyes be your eyes. Is that possible?

You saw, didn't you? For the first time in 30 years, since that night in the

lab.

I don't know what just happened.

What did Ben tell you?

How is he?

No.

Forget I asked that.

What happened to those pieces, Elaine?

Who are you?

Someone without the luxury of time.

Okay.

One of the pieces, I don't know.

The other one, I have it.

Okay. What is it?

It's a warning device.

A simple machine.

but it has no power it only works when they get near when who gets

near the ones who want to stop me the ones who

want to take me back

Everyone involved was immediately drafted. Out of the eight researchers in

the lab, seven died within two years of the explosion.

Proctor's the only one left.

Records indicate that everything was destroyed in the explosion.

What does MacArthur know that we don't?

Nothing's coincidence.

His alien friends are on their way.

He set up the Proctor.

Two plus two equals Armageddon.

What is so important about those pieces?

The house is on the next block. The tack team is taking position. Have them hold.

I feel the need for a personal touch.

You heard the colonel.

Elaine Barker, I presume?

Colonel Vise.

The realtor told me this was a quiet neighborhood.

Wilcox, why don't you and your men, wherever they're hiding, make like eggs

and beat it?

You got no portfolio, Vise.

Bank robbery's a federal offense.

Cut and dried.

Pulling ranks starting to bore me.

I got an idea.

Let's toss.

Got a quarter?

Oh, we're going to have to do this the hard way.

Low vies at the proper time and the proper place.

Always by the book, Wilcox.

Never get you anywhere.

Sir.

David says we have a problem.

Maintain a perimeter.

And see that our furry federal friends get comfortable seats in the bleachers.

Let them see everything we do.

Yes, sir.

Acceptable?

Enjoy the show, Wilcox.

Has it really been 30 years since you've seen Ben?

Very funny.

Sorry.

Been in contact?

Yes. Long time.

Anybody else in your life?

I like my freedom, Adam.

That's a no.

I despise pity.

Any relationship I have, no matter how terrific it starts out, always ends up

with some man feeling like he's taking care of a... Blind person.

Are they playing with us?

What do you want to hear?

One minute they're cruising through space at sublight, the next... It's like

time stopped.

Zooming at light speed.

And now?

Back to Sunday driver.

The test?

I don't have a clue.

Maybe they're foot slipped, maybe they're drunk.

How do I know?

I'm twisted shorts, Davis.

Do we have full power on the satellite?

Yes. They need to know we mean business.

Now send them a greeting.

Targeted asteroid.

Let's see how much firepower we got.

Asteroid locked on.

Put him down, please.

What's up?

Know where to treat a Marine?

Colonel James Vice, National Security Agency.

I'd like a word with you, Captain Proctor.

I've got nothing to say.

Brought a medic.

Clean you right up.

That's good for you.

On the gate.

A soldier need not die to be treated well.

You all make the same sound when you want something.

I want what you want, Ben.

Decent job, safe place to live, respect when people look me in the face, and a

chance to see tomorrow.

I've been there.

I got spit on just like you did.

I bet it got you mad.

Madder than hell.

So what's the difference between you and me, huh?

Frank?

You think because I wasn't slogging through VC slugs that I got off easy?

I never felt like I'd be better off dead?

What happened then?

You did good. You came home.

You started acting like you were dead.

That's what you did, right?

You gave up.

You quit.

They don't know what I did.

I know what it's like to be afraid.

And I know how it feels to be alone.

I wake up every day with that cross on my back.

That's why I need you, Ben.

As much as you don't want to hear it, that's why your country needs you. Yeah.

Maybe I don't need it.

I represent the last line of defense in the battle that ended all battles.

Nothing less than our very survival is at stake.

You guys need a new hymnal. I've heard this song before.

Okay, Ben.

New verse.

You help me, you walk out of here a free man.

Charges dropped, record claimed.

And you have my personal assurance that America will feel like home again.

Now, how are you going to do that? Some kind of vaccination?

What would you give for a decent job at a good wage?

It's not a bad deal that you can serve your country.

I serve my country.

I know you have.

What's the catch?

No catch, Captain.

No catch at all.

It was not necessary for me to replace the second tensioner.

That's the good news.

But the fourth one, I'm afraid, my dear, has given up his ghost. Oh, Franz, if

this is bad news...

Just thank the gods of music that you came to me.

Elaine.

Patience, Adam.

Good things come to those... Ben was fond of that aphorism.

But fate had other ideas.

After losing my sight, my dreams started changing.

Details began to fade.

First faces, then bodies.

People one day were just temperatures.

Hot or cold.

Nondescript shapes.

Except for Ben.

His was the only face that lasted.

And now there's yours.

What?

I read somewhere where...

People see the faces of saints in donuts and tree trunks. It's just funny.

Ben thinks you blew up the lab.

He scraped me off his shoes so quick, I didn't even know him.

I might as well have blown it up.

You didn't, Elaine?

We were kids.

We spray-painted and threw eggs. We didn't make bombs.

That was the other side.

Simply wanted to be heard.

I asked him to follow his heart, not put his faith in the government's empty

promises. But he couldn't. Those damn rocks were more important.

Wait a minute. He took them out of the lab?

Yes.

Why wouldn't he tell you that?

We got separated.

Alarms were going off. Everyone was running.

I looked back in the lab, and I saw one of the pieces on the floor.

He dropped it by mistake.

If I had run like the others, my life would have been completely different,

but I didn't.

I couldn't.

I knew how important the research was to Ben.

I went with my heart.

I went back to save what meant the world to him.

Why didn't you tell him that you had it?

He went overseas.

That told me everything I needed to know.

Ben has the other piece.

He kept it.

Not for long.

Is that what you want?

I have no reason to doubt it. You know what it is?

So?

And what's the big deal?

Well, I wish I knew.

No reason for me to stick around.

What's this? The deal was for both pieces.

That's not my problem.

It is if I say it is, and I do.

Now, let's put on our thinking caps.

Where's the other piece?

Lynn,

here we go.

Oh, thank you, Franz.

A violin?

Oh, you're good.

You said you had the piece, Elaine. I do. This is my concert violin, worth a

small fortune.

But that's not what makes it so special.

Read it to me.

Another jump.

Right after the last satellite shot. We didn't see it until it had already

happened.

Up, down, fast, slow.

What's going on, Vice? What is this? Mr. Davis, I'll save your sorry ass. Just

don't you wig out on me, understand?

Sir.

How long to full power?

Four and a half minutes.

Where are they?

Just inside lunar orbit, I think.

Don't tell me what you think. Tell me what you know. For God's sake. For all I

know, they could be parallel parked right outside your truck.

Son, I hope you're wrong about that.

That's a loading zone.

I've been blind long enough to learn to trust my other senses, and they are

telling me to trust you.

I just have one request.

Let me play one more time. Let me sound perfect.

I wish there were another way, Lynn.

Look, if you scratch that instrument, you'll sing soprano for the rest of your

life. Don't worry, Franz.

You put it in, you'll take it out.

Deal?

Deal. After the concert.

We have a lock.

Fire when ready.

Fire.

Damn it, Davis, fire.

Talk to me.

Telemetry's nominal.

Everything worked.

We must have hit it.

And what?

Hit it and what?

Holy... look at that.

That is some old kind of meteor shower Makes you wonder just when it was mother

nature lost her way when she pulled us up out the swamp

God

help us all

Who's there?

What's happening?

Who's in here?

Ben? Is that you?

Lane?

What are you doing? Are you all right?

So far.

I knew it. I just knew it. Nothing changed. What's going on, Ben?

It's a 30-year-old acid trip. Come back to bury me.

Why is that going on, Captain?

If anybody should be depressed, it's me.

Let it go, Vise.

Where is it, Miss Barger?

Where is what?

Elaine. No!

One vial implant solo never impressed me much.

Give me 20 or 30.

Doing Vivaldi.

Beethoven. Wagner.

The one by itself.

Please don't.

We're running out of time.

Tell me. I can't.

Watch your eyes.

No pun intended.

Why did you keep it, Elaine? Why?

We didn't blow up your lab bed.

I have played that night a million times in my head.

No one else was there.

Simple as that. Please believe me.

I saw what I saw, Elaine.

What you saw.

I don't think people know what they can see until they can't see.

Get this thing off.

Okay.

You had your problems.

I had mine.

Why did you do it?

I didn't, Ben.

Please believe me.

I saw you.

Close your eyes.

What?

Close your eyes.

And open your heart.

See what I saw.

General, you should see this. It answers some questions.

Do we have any information on Obogi yet?

Momentarily, sir. But this file, Ben Proctor's lab, we blew it up.

Beg your pardon?

Sir, before your program existed, there was an operation run by Admiral Genet.

Operation Patchwork.

Roswell business. What's the point?

Genet had the lab destroyed, sir. It's all in there.

Says he was afraid what they'd find out.

What are these things?

Find MacArthur so you'll have your answer.

You just earned yourself a three-day leave, Sergeant.

Sir?

Cheese for the trap. Cheese for the trap.

Being good?

Good.

Christmas is coming early this year.

Spin him. Is that it? Is that it? Don't be stupid.

I'm sorry.

Did I forget to say thank you?

All right.

All

right,

there are six steps to the ground.

One, two, three, four, five, six. You're on the ground.

From the frying pan into the fire.

Nothing changes.

What's happening? It's all right. It's all right. It'll be all right. Let's

move out. It'll be all right.

We've got a couple questions.

What's that?

Well, it's a simple machine. It has no power.

It only works when they get near it.

Who's that?

They're closer than I thought.

Hopefully this device will let me find them before they find me.

Stay tuned for scenes from the next episode of The Visitor.

Next Friday on The Visitor.

There's a UFO right outside my window.

I can hear them creeping about in their little ugly bodies.

Doesn't anybody have the guts to take these monsters off?

The episode you've been waiting for is here.

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