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...released this week by the Environmental Protection Agency.

Coal-burning power plants are creating more toxic levels of mercury...

than originally believed.

A spokesman for Planet Corps Industries claim this is validation...

throughout Central and South America.

Newly released figures from the National Weather Bureau...

indicate that this is the mildest winter in the history of North America.

While on the global front, every continent is reporting record highs,

with many African countries actually suffering heat-related fatalities.

A spokesman for the Red Cross stated that they are planning to send aid--

Uh, that's a new personal best.

Oh. Well, then you shouldn't have any trouble clearing out of my cubicle.

Bye.

Being your normal self again, Dave ?

Jack, check out channel 12. What's up ?

Check it out.

...wanted for questioning in connection...

with the destruction of a multi-million dollar NASA satellite dish in Arizona,

as well as the now-infamous U.F.O. broadcast hoax two months ago.

who allegedly suffered a mental collapse...

after his employment was terminated by J.P.L. and NASA,

Vivian Yanimoto, WNN news.

Oh, I almost forgot.

The, uh, mail room asked me to give this to you.

Don't know. There's no return address.

Maybe it's a bomb. Who have you pissed off lately ?

Professor, let me help you.

Oh, thank you, my dear.

Your00 is here.

Yes, but what did you do with my speech ?

And with still no snow as we enter the second week of March,

ski operators throughout North America...

are declaring the entire season a virtual write-off.

to the June 1988 conference:

The Changing Atmosphere and Implications for Global Security--

I'm afraid I asked him to change it.

Tell me about it.

Speaking from personal experience ?

Sandra Wolfe.

Have we met before ?

Uh, not exactly.

Uh, we live in the same building. I've seen you in the lobby.

- I can't believe I never noticed you.

Well, you're usually in too much of a hurry to notice anyone.

Um--

somebody, uh--

What happened ?

I don't really know.

He lived in the States in, uh--

We haven't spoken in over seven years.

Well, he never called ?

Sometimes.

How about you ?

Why not ?

It's a long story.

I'm a good listener.

I want to.

Really.

Uh, no. I--

Maybe I should go. No, no, no, no.

Please. Um--

I want you to stay.

You sure ?

Yeah. Yeah. Um... I'll be in in just one second.

Have you left already ?

Who is it ? Cable repair.

Oh, uh, I have to pick up my car at the garage before it closes.

Jack, I mean, the conference is this weekend.

Need my car to get there, don't I ?

Jack ! Let him go, Burke.

I can't wait to tell Dr. Bell that he's blowing off...

the most important conference of the decade.

More like six weeks. Where from ?

Juneau.

Alaska ?

Just the boss.

Come on.

Cover for me, will you ? You got it.

I knew Zane would contact you.

That's why I'm here.

So, where are these people ? Right over here.

This is Jack, everybody. Zane's brother.

Trevor Aguilar.

I'm, uh, Tom Shilling. Zane and I were colleagues over at NASA.

Yeah. I know all of you were colleagues of Zane's at one time.

You find your brother's story of an extraterrestrial invasion hard to believe ?

Supposedly, the aliens can't stand the cold, though, right ?

- Jack, you'll need this. - The last member of our group has finally arrived.

He's an unshaven Generation X slacker type...

with unkempt hair, clip-on tie and a badly wrinkled trench coat.

displaying an almost antagonistic--

Excuse me, Miss.

There's no harm in keeping notes as we go along.

He's right. Could we get going ?

We've been waiting here a half hour. Yeah, that's a good idea.

I go alone.

Screw this. I'm gonna go get him.

The second is pyramid-shaped...

We are now connecting the two pieces.

Oh, my God. What is it ?

Jack, what element do we have here on Earth...

that can create multiple beams of fully coherent light,

is this small, yet can generate this kind of power ?

- Nothing. - So I guess your brother wasn't so crazy after all.

Oh, my God. What's wrong with him ?

Everybody out now.

Come on ! We gotta help him !

On three !

One, two,

Where's your car ? I took a cab.

Shit. So did I.

How did they find out about the meeting ?

If I had to guess, I would say one of you was followed.

- Why not you ? - Didn't know Zane. Never even met him.

Relax. If I was an alien, you'd be stuck up inside that vacuum gizmo right now...

with your head literally up your ass.

Bridget Riordan, investigative reporter for the New York Sentinel.

Why would Zane contact you ?

Maybe because I was the only reporter who returned his calls...

when he tried to go public.

Yeah, but you still didn't print his story.

It's not my fault he's dead, so don't try to saddle me with your guilt.

- Where are you going ? - The police.

And tell them what ? Aliens have invaded Earth ?

Which would be pretty hard to prove without the bodies.

And what if the cop you go to turns out to be one of them ?

I doubt it.

Well,

if we can get this thing up and running,

maybe we can blow this story wide open.

Yeah, and maybe win you a Pulitzer at the same time, right ?

No, thanks. I don't feel like getting myself killed...

just so you can get your damn exclusive.

I still say we should stick together.

It is nothing personal, but, uh,

I don't know you.

Fine. Have a nice flight.

Hey.

-Be careful. -No, you be careful. This is what I do for a living.

And whatever you do, don't go home.

Oh, my God. Sandra.

Who ?

My car, please.

Hello. You've reached the office of Professor Nelson Zarcoff.

- Hello. - Professor Zarcoff.

Jack. Oh, thank God. I thought you and Bridget were both dead.

Yeah, we thought the same about you. I'm glad you're okay.

Yeah, well, I just came back here to pick up Zane's documents.

We have to find a way to fight these creatures.

Look, I just called to tell you that they just hit my place.

You have any idea what that means ? I'll have to wear a higher sunblock.

The future of our entire species, our entire planet, is at stake here.

- We have to warn people. - Nelson, no one is going to believe you.

Not without major proof.

Does Bridget still have the alien device ?

Well, all we do is give it a new power source.

Nelson, we don't know what that thing is. That's why Zane contacted us.

It's because he hoped we'd be able to figure it out.

- And what if we can't ? - Well, it doesn't matter.

If we can get the device to work again,

it'll be proof of extraterrestrial technology.

If Zane couldn't figure this thing out, what chance do we have ?

- Don't let your brother down again. - I can't fill his shoes.

I'm not asking you to.

- Jack. - I'll be there in ten minutes.

Aah ! Aah ! Aah ! Aah ! Aah !

Jack, are you in there ? Sandra.

I tried to call, but I couldn't get through.

That's 'cause I no longer have a phone.

Oh, my God, Jack. You got robbed ?

And then some.

Oh, no. Tell me it wasn't the cable guy.

What cable guy ?

I let him in before I left.

At least I thought it was your signature. Oh, stupid !

No, look, I'm just glad that you're not hurt. I am so sorry, Jack.

It's okay. I'm so sorry.

We are not safe here, so... let's go.

Get back.

We have to get him underground before the drug wears off.

Go after him.

...for Alexandria and Ottawa...

now boarding on Track "D."

All passengers for Alexandria and Ottawa, please proceed to Track "D" for boarding.

Hey, man !

Amtrak connection from New York now arriving on Track "G."

Said I looked cold !

Jack ! Come on, Jack ! Get up !

Get in the car.

Come on. Move it. Adios, bitch !

Are you okay ?

They drugged me.

I told you not to go back to your place.

- How did you find me ? - I'm a reporter, remember ?

You saved my life.

Yeah, well, I didn't want you on my conscience too.

Wait here.

Oh. Did you know Professor Zarcoff ?

Did I know him ?

Is that Nelson Zarcoff ? Yeah. Why ? Was he a friend of yours ?

Heart attack.

Maybe it really was a heart attack.

in spite of complaints from several local environmental groups.

A spokesman for Planet Corps Industries had this to say.

Nuclear power permits us to decrease our dependence on fossil fuels...

and to avoid environmental pollutants that cause acid rain and global warming.

- So, can you get it to work ? - I don't know.

...clean and environmentally safe well into the next century--

Zane got all the brains in the family.

Is that why you moved up here ? To get out of his shadow ?

Probably.

Pretty stupid, huh ?

We all do stupid things sometimes, especially when we're young.

What did you do that was so stupid ?

Me ? Nothing. I've always been brilliant.

No regrets ?

There are times when I thought about marriage and kids...

and a white picket fence.

I thought that looked like an engagement ring.

It's on the wrong hand.

Very observant. You should've been a reporter.

Didn't work out, huh ?

I, uh,

missed my wedding rehearsal, working on a late-breaking story.

He saw it as a sign of things to come.

His loss.

Okay.

- I think I have an idea. - Great. What is it ?

I still say this is a bad idea.

If they're watching your home, they're watching your office.

The thing is not going to work without a major power supply.

We'll be safe here.

Hello, sir. This is Moses in the lobby.

You wanted to know when Mr. Addison got here.

Hang on.

This is not good.

Jack, where the heck have you been ?

What the hell is going on ?

The police are tearing apart your office. That's what's going on.

They said you're already on the run.

What are they looking for ? Top secret NORAD files.

A whole bunch of them were downloaded off the mainframe.

They traced them to your terminal.

- Who did the trace ? Dave Cyrus ? - Yeah. Yeah, I think so.

He's one of them. Let's get out of here.

I had nothing to do with this. Addison !

Hold it right there ! Come on.

Stop them ! Stop that man !

So much for plan "A." Do we have a plan "B" ?

You really think this will work ? Here you go.

- Thank you. - Tom said the base part had an internal laser.

So if we shoot enough light up through the pyramid part, it should activate it.

I've covered a lot of dangerous stories, even been shot at a couple of times,

but this is the first time I have ever been this scared,

I think.

Excuse me, sir. Can I speak to you over here ?

Wha-What's wrong ? Is there some kind of problem ?

Well, your card's been rejected.

- Are you sure about that ? - I ran it twice.

Here. Take mine.

Thank you.

Thanks. I'll get it back to you somehow.

We'll work out the balance sheet later.

Right now let's just try to stay alive.

I'm, uh--

I'm sorry I was such a jerk last night.

No. You were right.

This is the story of a lifetime,

and I would be lying if I didn't admit it is a motivating factor.

Is this some kind of a joke ?

Yours doesn't work either. What ?

How much cash do you have on you ?

It was all in my other purse, the one I lost.

Do you guys take personal checks ?

Thanks.

So now what do we do ?

We close out all of your accounts before it's too late.

Where's the nearest branch ? Old Montreal.

I'm sorry, sir. You no longer have an account with us.

What are you talking about ?

According to this, you closed all of your accounts yesterday.

That is wrong, and I want my money right now.

Get me the manager.

Yes, Mrs. Thompson ?

Yes, sir, I'm afraid Mrs. Thompson is right.

- You no longer have an account with us. - Let me ask you a question.

Jack.

Check again. There's got to be some mistake.

It's just as I said it was.

Goddamn it.

If there's an error, I suggest you take it up with your own branch.

This is bullshit. Let's go, Jack.

This is bullshit.

Let's go now, Jack. Get my money back, or I'm taking my business elsewhere.

You lost a customer. You, too, asshole.

What do we do ? They definitely moved faster than I expected them to.

But not to worry. This isn't the first time I've done this.

Yeah. Well, it's the first time for me.

Who you calling ?

- My ace in the hole.

- City desk. - Hey, boss. It's me.

Bridget, what the hell is going on ? Where have you been ?

- Why ? What's up ? - The F.B.I. was here this morning.

Said that you're wanted for espionage.

Look, Brigs. What the hell have you gotten yourself into ?

Uh, I'll tell you about it later, and, believe me, it will be worth the wait.

But right now, I need you to wire me some money.

No way. No way. No can do.

If I send you money while you're a fugitive, I open up myself and the paper...

to aiding and abetting charges.

- So what are you telling me ? I'm on my own ? - No ! No, of course not.

Turn yourself in. Turn yourself in.

We'll throw the entire weight of the legal department behind you.

Thanks, but I'm afraid I'd have a heart attack in jail.

Okay, then we'll just-- Bridget ? Bridget ?

What did he say ?

You and me against the world.

Well, if it was that easy, everyone would have a Pulitzer, right ?

Now what are we gonna do for money ?

You said it's definitely over between you and your fiance, right ?

I pawned my watch.

It is not the same, Jack. That watch didn't have any sentimental value to you.

It was my favorite watch.

That ring hadn't been off my finger in over three years.

Well, when this is all over, I'll buy you a new ring, okay ?

Oh, that is it ! I was gonna share the bed with you.

But now you can sleep your ass on the floor !

- What makes you think you get the bed ? - Woman always gets the bed.

- Says who ? - Cosmo.

Oh, yeah ? Well, I'm an Omn reader myself.

Is it done ?

There's only one way to find out.

Now, remember, these consumer lasers don't generate a lot of power.

Do you have any idea what you're doing ?

I think it, uh, draws on whatever light is available,

amplifies that thousands of times, somehow converts that to electrical signals...

which, in turn, produces these holograms and sounds.

Basically, what this thing is is a light-based computer.

It uses photons instead of electrons.

So that's good, right ? It's a computer. You're a computer expert.

Maybe.

They're intersecting light rays that make up the hologram.

That section is coded, invisible natural light.

So, what are you saying ? The information is coded in the interference patterns ?

That's damn good.

Hopefully, I can decode it by adjusting this.

I don't see anything.

So, where's the V.R. space station ?

That's incredible.

Whoa. Over here. Look ! Look, Jack.

There's a marker in San Marsol, Mexico.

That must be the terraformer factory that Zane wrote about.

These must be the locations of all 20 of them.

You know what this is ? An agenda.

A map, a calendar, a notebook, an inventory list all in one-- an agenda.

I have one myself or... I did before the testing lab.

Oh, shit. There's a marker in Quebec.

No, that doesn't make any sense.

Zane's notes said they were only in Third World countries...

where there's no environmental regulations.

And he also said he might have forced them to push up their timetable.

Now, can you pinpoint exactly where that terraformer is ?

This thing's getting hot.

Wait, try touching it.

The agenda ? The red marker.

Oh, what did I do ?

This thing's just a computer screen.

It's the St. Marcoux power plant.

A meltdown would certainly speed up their timetable. How much ?

Oh, my God. Can you get it back ?

This thing's fried. Damn it !

You know, we're talking about aliens here. Extraterrestrial technology.

You and I are not gonna be able to stop them.

while we're still breathin'.

Hey, life isn't a spectator sport.

You know as well as I do,

if they destroy the ozone layer there won't be any safe place left to hide,

including the North Pole.

Can I have the bed ?

Bridget.

There you are. I figured out who could help us with our little agenda.

Who ? A hundred scientists from all over the world.

The Environment Canada Convention ?

They're having a big symposium at MacKenzie King University this morning.

Press corps. Don't leave home without it.

Respect the planet !

New York Sentinel. This is my photographer.

Okay.

Okay, we want the main hall. We want the A.V. booth.

My buddy Burke is running the presentation.

I'll be glad to show you, sir. This way.

Thank you very much.

Get me security.

There will be an escalation...

in such natural disasters unprecedented in human history...

With the polar ice caps--

- Hey, buddy. Am I late ? - Are you crazy ?

Clinically. I need a favor.

Okay, guys. Thanks. I can take it from here.

I need you to run this through this. Can you do it ?

- It's not even hooked up yet. - Burke.

I-I don't know. Maybe. Why ?

What is that ?

It's a real showstopper.

You take the conference room, you take the patio....

and I'll take the main hall.

With the polar ice caps and the permafrost continuing to melt,

there'll be more flooding in the coastal cities,

more unstable foundations for roads, buildings...

and for pipelines.

Global warming will also continue to cause more droughts,

more deserts and more starvation.

We, the representatives of industry,

government and university...

have a great challenge before us.

Perhaps the greatest challenge in human history.

- How's it look? - Full house.

Perfect.

Okay. Let's heat this up.

We've got to align it to the screen.

The whole room is the screen.

I've got to shut that down before I can power this up.

Let's do it.

We must implement...

the environmental recommendations made over the last several decades,

or the new climate will eventually cause us to perish as a species.

That is why I believe that--

Come on, guys. Hurry it up.

We seem to be experiencing some technical difficulties.

What the hell is going on ? Let's go.

I've got men all over the building.

Jesus Christ !

- You killed him. - No, I didn't. You did.

Somebody help ! Please help me ! He's a maniac !

He's trying to kill me ! Go !

Oh, no !

Yeah. They're gone. Slow down before we get pulled over.

My God. He just killed him. He just pushed him through the glass like he was nothing.

- The polytechnical school. - What ?

L'Ecole Poly Tech. They have industrial lasers up the wazoo.

- Let's go. - But they're closed for semester break.

So it requires a little B and E.

- Breaking and entering. - Right, Bridget. That's a great idea.

Burglary isn't exactly going to taint our reputations.

You okay ? I think so.

What happened ?

Oh, shit ! Come on ! Go !

Come on, come on, come on, come on.

Son of a bitch !

You sure you know what you're doing ?

Listen. Don't touch anything, okay ?

Fingers crossed ?

Here goes nothin'.

They've accessed it.

That's 'cause they're not doors. They're windows.

Check it out. We're on my turf now.

Whoa.

- How'd you do that ? - This is, uh-- This is just a 3-D computer map.

It's like realtors use. Give a client a tour of the house without taking them there.

Yeah, maybe so, but you still view it on a screen in front of a keyboard.

Well, granted, it is a little more sophisticated.

Principle is still the same.

This has got to be the terraformer station under the St. Marcoux nuclear plant.

Holy shit.

That's nothing. Look at this.

Holy Mother of God.

What are you doing ? I have an idea.

What's that ? I think it's an arming timer.

What ?

Do you have any idea what you're doing ?

If I'm not mistaken, this agenda is their version of a P.C.,

which interfaces with their mainframe through some kind of an uplink.

Oh-- Why didn't you say so in the first place ?

For all its bells and whistles, this is just a computer program.

And I haven't seen one yet that I couldn't crack.

It has to. Otherwise, it would be useless as an inventory list.

So, how much time do we have before this goes off ?

Hold on !

Really one of them, huh ?

Hey. You okay ?

- What happened ? - Oh, we shut you down.

Deleted the program while you were still inside. Packs quite a punch, doesn't it ?

- For how long ? - About an hour.

Okay. We're all on the same page.

We need to know who else you talked to, who else you showed the device to.

Persuade them.

I figured it out myself.

You forget that I worked beside you for the last year ?

You don't possess the initiative or the intelligence to have figured it out on your own.

- What was that ? - Earthquake ?

That was no earthquake.

Aaah !

We gotta get over there ! Go down !

He locked it from the other side !

- I'm gonna make a break-fire ! - What ?

Jack !

Guess he was wrong about you.

Guess you were wrong about yourself.

I underestimated you, Jack,

but... you haven't stopped us, just delayed us.

No one will believe you.

Some will.

even though her novel, The Alien Agenda, has topped...

both the science fiction charts and the New York Times' best-seller list...

for over two months.

In her foreword, the author claims that her novel is not a work of fiction,

but a factual account of the tragic accident...

at the St. Marcoux nuclear power plant last winter.

Representatives from Planet Corps Industries were unavailable for comment.

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