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Alien Harry: Previously on
resident alien...

David: Our orders are to
find the alien that crashed.

Our orders are to deliver
an alien to the general

without anyone knowing about it.

He obviously suffers
from a case of teraphobia.

Dead. You're a monster.

So, yeah, things
are gonna get messy.

She thinks I stole
the missing prescription pad.

Of course she stole it.
You guys want some?

These are Sam's. This
prescription was written after he died.

Sam was poisoned.

Holy shit sticks!
We got ourselves a murder.

This paper says you had a baby.

And your baby was born
on my exact birthday.

Jimmy: You really wanted
to protect her,

you should've stayed the hell
out of her life.

D'arcy: Probably dating
the same guy.

Shit.

Oh!

Will Robinson on TV: I'll bet
this one is a phlogiston.

Robot on TV: Negative.
The specimen indicated

it is volcanic-origin
solid-state mineral.

In other words, plain,
ordinary rock.

You better get my best side.

Will Robinson: Come on.
Let's go take a look.

Robot: Danger,
will Robinson, danger.

Whoa.

Robot: Danger.

Will Robinson: Some
danger. Robot: Victor.

Will Robinson: Thursday.
Robot: Endangerment.

Will Robinson:
Let's get back to camp.

We'll leave our equipment
here and come back tomorrow.

Went off. Don't
worry. I'll get it going.

What the...

The light's out.

Okay, take that.

Dad? Justonesecond, baby

the rain. It stopped. What
do you mean, the rain stopped?

Alien Harry: What a crazy dream.

This female human
creature was suffocating me

with her sexual organs.

It was so realistic,
I can still feel her hot,

hammy breath on my face.

I've always loved
watching you sleep.

You know / can't

smile without you

you can do better than that.

Sorry. I thought
you'd catch that.

What?

Can't laugh, and I can't sing

oh, shoot.

Finding it hard to do anything

you see, I feel sad

when you're sad

darling, could you get me
some more food coloring?

If you only knew what
I'm going through

I just can't smile without you

ooh, get that away from me.
That stuff knocks me out.

Do you want another
art walk in Chelsea?

You came along just like a song

maybe just one little glass.

Now you know I can't smile
without you

all right, final thing. Ready?

It's cute, right?

I can't sing

I'm finding it hard
to do anything

you see, I feel sad

when you're sad

no. Okay.

I feel glad when you're glad

if you only knew what
I'm going through

I just can't smile

alien Harry: Lfl'm going to
kill everyone and get off this rock,

I need to fix my ship.

While searching for my device,

I've been gathering broken
parts from my anti-gra vitation unit.

I only have one part
left to find.

They have a term on earth for a
man who works on engines. Sexy beast.

That's me.

If these humans ever saw me
actually flying my spaceship,

I'd have women beating
me off with a stick.

A few hours ago, fighter pilots
in the strait of hormuz engaged

an unidentified aircraft.

Then it vanished into thin air.

At exactly the same time,

I picked up an object
over Colorado

with exactly the same
infrared signature.

There's only one scientific
explanation for that.

Teleportation.

Seconds later,
it dropped altitude.

I think it crashed
somewhere in new Mexico.

"It" meaning what?
Little green men?

I don't know exactly, but...

Two things that you just said
give me pause.

"Teleportation"
and "little green men."

Technically, you said "little green
men." I completely understand.

This post comes with a lot of pressure,
and there's no shame in admitting that.

Do you feel that kind
of pressure, lieutenant?

Everything closing in,
crushing you, choking you.

Right now, yeah, a little.
There you have it.

I suggest that you're in desperate
need of... shall we call it medical leave?

Man: Yes, general.

You were right general?

If I knew you were coming,
I would have cleaned my car.

The uap is an alien ship. You know
it. I know it. The navyjust admitted it.

But if crash evidence
goes up the chain of command,

itwill be swallowed up
into a classified black hole.

I'm not gonna let that happen.
Meanwhile, you are gonna find that ship.

This one's off the books.

Okay. Yes, general. I'll do it.

I wasn't asking. And nobody can
know what you're doing. Nobody.

Oh, that's just my girlfriend.

You don't have to worry about
her. She's not gonna tell anybody.

You don't have
a girlfriend anymore.

You just broke up
with her over text.

That's kind of rude.

Wait. How did you get my
phone? And who are you?

Lieutenant, I would like to introduce
you to Lisa Casper, your wife.

Hi, sweetie.

You two are gonna find me that
ship and whatever was flying it.

Uh... uh...

Ugh.

No. That... no.

Somebody?

Jesus. Hsnounyhuw hsleahng.

It's making coffee.

Move.

You shouldn't have to
clean that up. Get Jay to do it.

Well, Jay is not here, and she
won't be coming back for a while.

Because she discovered
you lied about birthing her?

Yeah, 'cause I lied
about birthing her.

Trust me, I'd like to talk to her, but
I'm just giving her space for once.

Mike: Man, look at this.
See, Liv?

I told you their break room
was bigger than ours.

Don't make no damn sense.

We got the whole damn
town hall over there.

You got one doctor
and a few nurses.

We should
probably trade kitchens.

It might be a long way
to walk to get coffee.

Our coffeemaker leaks.

I want one of those nespresso
machines, but sheriff won't let me get one.

Hell no. Those things freak
me out. I mean, think about it.

A whole cup of coffee
in that tiny little pod?

That shit there's gotta be
the devil's work.

Can you tell me what
you're doing here?

We got the results back
from Sam's toxicology.

He was poisoned, all
right. Asta: Really?

Mmm-hmm. Botulinum toxin.

I came here to find out what
the doctor knows about it.

Mmm.

Okay, that's simple.
Botulinum toxin is a poison.

People who get botulinum toxin
die from botsalinen tonchin poisoning.

I might need you to dig
a little deeper than that.

Dr. Vanderspeigle, you are finally off
the hook. The new doctor has arrived.

Why don't you all come
on out and meet him? Sorry.

I saw the new doctor,
and he is gorgeous.

Ellen, that's inappropriate. Just
as long as he's a good physician.

Doesn't hurt to have something
nice to look at for once.

Alien Harry: What the hell?
Something nice to look at?

As far as humans go,
I'm handsome.

I'm even... what's the
modern word for it? Ravishing?

Everybody, meet the very accomplished
Dr. Ethan stone, our new fulltime doctor.

Please call me Dr. Ethan.
Modest.

This is our head nurse,
asta twelvetrees. Hi.

And this here is sheriff Mike
Thompson and his deputy, Liv baker.

It's the deputy, not his deputy.
People call me big black.

Yeah, you don't have to...
Cool. Nice to meet you, big black.

Finally, somebody who gets
it. You know, problematic.

Hello. I'm here too.
Yes. Sorry about that.

Dr. Ethan, this is
Dr. Harry vanderspeigle,

who has been kind enough to
hold down the fort until your arrival.

I've heard great things.
Really? Who said great things?

Well, no one, actually.
I was just being polite.

Alien Harry: He has stupid hair.

Listen, I can't tell you how
glad we are to have you here.

Let me ask you something.

What you know about
botulinum toxin poisoning?

Oh, well, it's nasty stuff.

Tragically, I dealtwith
a lot of botulism

during my time with
médecins sans frontieres.

Doctors without borders.
I'm sorry.

I'm just so used to saying it in French
because of all the time I spent in Haiti.

Alien Harry:
Now I understand "douchebag."

Let's see. Hmm.

Well, I'm no forensic
pathologist,

but it looks like the botulism
closed his windpipe,

and then, judging from
the angle of the wounds,

the doctor tried to give himself a
tracheotomy to save his own life.

Brutal. Damn impressive.

I came to that same
conclusion over two weeks ago.

See, sheriff? The answer was
staring you right in the face all along.

Oh, yeah.

Uh, why does it smell
like burnt coffee in here?

They have a broken coffeemaker.

Oh. If you want me to, I could take a
look. I'm pretty handy with those things.

So am I. I already fixed it.

Sorry. She just said
it was broken.

Yes, she's talking about a
different one that I'm going to fix next.

I am also very handsy. You
should get those coffee pods.

No, we don't need a new one.
As you heard, Harry fixed it.

Seems like everyone
likes those pods, sheriff.

We ain't getting them
creepy-ass pods, all right?

Why don't you just take a damn
ouija board into a cemetery?

Well, looks like you're
making some great progress

on the murder here, sheriff.

Well, now that we got
a real man of science here,

I expect the dominoes
will fall pretty quickly.

Wait. No, you don't need him.
I have something for you.

You should talk to the person
who stole the prescription pad.

Someone stole
a prescription pad?

Mmm.

Um... yeah, but I reported it
to the state board, so...

Well, that is something to
look into. That's a good tip, doc.

Now that I have solved the murder,
I'm going to go clean out my desk.

Well, it ain't solved yet,
but if some people would tell

the sheriff's department
everything they know,

then maybe we can wrap
this thing up pretty quickly.

Like law & order.

Alien Harry: Weird. Nowthat I've
won, I don't hate the new doctor as much.

People still watch law &
order? I never loved that show.

Alien Harry: You son of a bitch.

I'm just gathering my
things before I leave.

I don't have things.

I just wanted to
thank you for everything.

You know, we were in a tough
spot, and you really came through.

I did what I had to do.

Alien Harry: To not be found
out as a human killing machine.

As a thank you, I want
you to have this candle.

I made it myself. It's
kind of a hobby of mine.

It's cinnamon.

Mmm.

Thank you.

I'm supposed to tell you that your
son doesn't need to go to the institution.

He's fine. Bye.

I'm sorry. What are you saying?

Your son. He doesn't have to go.

He's not sick. Unless being
really annoying is a sickness.

Are you saying that you
misdiagnosed my son?

Oh, that doesn't sound good.

I'd be happy to offer a second
opinion, if you don't mind, doctor.

No, I don't need
your second opinion.

You heard me wrong.
Your boy is very sick.

He needs to go
to the institute right away.

I'm a good doctor. I'm never
wrong. I'm older than you.

Would you like a candle?

Look.

I know I come on strong, all right?
I radiate power. I can't help that.

But you're not the only one
who loved Sam, all right?

He took care of my dad
for the last five years.

Now, if there's anything else that
you've been keeping to yourself,

now is the time to share it.

We're on the same
team here, asta.

Okay, um...

Okay.

I didn't know that the pad
was stolen at first.

I thought maybe Sam took it. Maybe
he wrote up a script for his Insulin.

Sam was diabetic?
Yeah. But then I found this.

You should talk to the kid
that's passing this around.

He goes to the high school.

It was prescribed by Sam
days after he died.

Hmm. Thank you.

Alien Harry: Finally. No longer
trapped in that place. Freedom feels good.

Stupid thing keeps sliding to
the right. That's a bad design.

Hey. Are you leaving
without saying goodbye?

I would have said goodbye,
but I didn't want to...

I didn't want to.

It's good to see you're
still such a huge weirdo.

And your talent for unleashing
chaos in my life is strong as ever.

But I think I'm better
having known you.

You're weird too.

Oh, god. Your wife is here.

If we run,
she can't catch us both.

Um... hello.

Before you start throwing
shit, I was just saying goodbye.

Permanent doctor has arrived,
so Harry is all yours.

What? You're free? You
don't have to work anymore?

I do have some stuff to do.

Well, thank god I'm here.
I can help you do all of it.

Have fun, you two lovebirds.

Thank you.

Liv: Thanks so much for
letting us talk to him.

Kate: Are you sure
this is necessary?

We just need to ask
him a few questions.

He may be a
little bit of a stoner,

but do you really think he's
running some kind of drug ring?

Everybody's innocent until
proven guilty. Unless they're guilty.

Okay.

Well, your criminal mastermind
is failing my history class,

so you can have him
for about 10 minutes.

Thenlneedlflniback thank you.

All right, so check it. Here's the
plan. We're going old-school, all right?

A little good cop, bad cop.
I like that plan.

We're a team. The dynamic duo.

Exactly. And I'll be
good cop and bad cop

while you wait out here
and guard the perimeter.

I like your sweater. Is
that merino? Yeah. Thanks.

And your brown shirt,
it's nice. Very normcore.

I didn't even know I wanted
to hear that. That's good, right?

All right, Judy, you're not
psychic. No, I'm telling you...

Okay, so this one time,
I had a dream about a cat.

Right? That's normal,
regular, everyday.

I woke up, and the first thing
I saw is a cat. That's psychic.

You sleep with your cat.
Yeah, exactly.

Wait. So you're saying
I didn't dream about a cat?

Shit.

Hi, d'arcy.

This is my husband, Harry. Oh,
yeah. You know, we've met actually.

Mmm-hmm. He checked
my tonsils once.

I keep forgetting
this is a one-doctor town.

You must know everyone here.
Most everybody.

There's the man
who might have cancer.

Barren womb, heart
disease guy, pees himself.

One nut.

Well, I will bring you two
a couple of beers

when I'm done with
Mrs. Chlamydia over there.

Judy: Hey, that's miss
chlamydia. I'm not my mother.

Um...

Harry, I wanted to talk
to you about something,

and it's actually perfect timing,
with you getting replaced today.

Let's sell the cabin
and go back home to New York.

What?

Alien Harry:
This is fork in the neck.

First of all, iwanna...

I really wanna thank you
for speaking with me, okay?

And I wanna remind you,
all right,

you're not under arrest
or anything like that.

You can walk out of that
door whenever you want, okay?

Just try to think of this like we're
just two friends talking, okay?

Yeah, I'd be smirking too.
Except there is one small problem.

I ain't your friend.
You understand me?

I'll come across this desk and
smack your ass back to birth,

you bitchass, shit-nuggetjunkie.

Here you go. You don't
get no damn libation.

Boys like you in prison,
they call you sweet meat.

What is the difference
between tinder and grindr?

You'd be like a big old ham
wrapped in pineapple

sitting smack dab in the middle of a
ham and pineapple lovers' convention.

I mean, they're pretty much
the same thing, right?

I really don't know. Do
you swipe left on this thing?

Is this how this works?

You know if I beat you with a phone
book, it don't leave no bruises, right?

I don't even know if it's true,
and I don't have a phone book.

I see that they are very
different. Very different.

Couldn't break him.

Damn kid could work for the CIA.
I ain't never seen nothing like it.

They call the dealer
"the pharmacist."

What? Who told you that?
A couple of kids.

Nobody knows the dealer's name
because distribution is so complex.

You leave money behind the
third tile in the handicap bathroom,

and then you find a locker combo

taped underneath the
student-of—the-month board,

and, finally, there it is.

It's a prescription
written by a dead man.

Okay. Now you see why I left
you outside of the door, right?

Thinking, like, six steps ahead.

It's like you're playing chess and
the rest of us are playing checkers.

So this pharmacist,
this dealer person, right,

they gotta be an insider to
have access like that, right?

Huh.

Hey, wait a minute. Wait.
Don't that girl right there...

Don't she work at the clinic?
Surly looking one right there?

Yeah, that's Jay. Jay.

Why would asta leave her
off the list of suspects?

Maybe because Jay
is our insider.

Hmm. Checker mate. Or check.

I think going back to New York
would be the best thing for you.

I don't like it there. What?

Name one thing you didn't
love about New York.

9/11.

That.

No matter how many shots
you've had, you're not psychic.

Welcome to our little local
watering hole, the 59. Okay.

This is actually the oldest
building in Patience.

There's a plaque on the wall.

Yeah, if you don't count indigenous
history since before recorded time.

And we will be taking
that plaque down.

I actually got to know a lot of
the indigenous people ofaustralia

when I rowed crew
in Sydney 2000.

You were in Sydney?

I skied Torino in '06.
Really? That's incredible.

This is Ethan, the new doctor.

Ethan is replacing Harry.
Well, welcome to Patience.

Wow. Check out all
the old mining equipment.

Oh. Yeah, you're new here,
I guess, so_.

To the 59. All: The 59.

Trust me, I've done my research.

59 died to save one.
Such an amazing story.

60 died. What?

59 died to save one,
but that one died too,

so 60 died, obviously.
Right, asta?

You got him there.

I think Dr. Ethan was just using the motto
to put a positive spin on the tragedy,

focusing on the human element.

Human element is that everybody
died. They were crushed to death.

Right, which was actually
the town motto before,

but we realized it was
a very bad motto.

D'arcy is funny.

She was my friend,
before you met her, so...

Well, I'm hoping d'arcy and I
can become good friends too.

Well, maybe you can
both be friends with her.

Shut up. Let them fight. I'll take
whichever one you don't want.

Sorry. Have to steal my
husband. Let's go home.

Hi. I'm Ethan, the new doctor.
Ah.

Harry, you didn't tell me
your wife was so charmante.

Oh, merci.

Vous parlez francais?
UN peu, oui.

Je suis Isabelle.

Alien Harry: Everyone
loves him. How is he doing this?

Is it his smile? His eyes? I can
almost see his humanity in them.

Oh, no. He is more
beautiful than me.

Time to go. Bye. Oh. So soon?

You don't want to get on a horse
and joust or arm wrestle or something?

Shirts off, shirts off/on. Off
maybe 'cause it's hot in here, so...

Okay.

I think Dr. Vanderspeigle and I

are above chest-thumping
displays of male dominance.

Asta: Okay.

I beat my wife. What?

At arm wrestling. Sorry.
He does have a way with words.

Are you sure you
wanna do this, Harry?

Alien Harry: His smile makes
me want to love him and strangle him.

I think he has
more teeth than me.

Okay, one foot on the ground at all times.
Back of the hand to the bar is a pin.

Three, two, one, go.

My shoulder.
You dislocated my shoulder.

The 59. Isabelle: Harry.

Oh, my god.

Why isn't anyone cheering
for me? One nut?

Asta, will you help me
popitbackin?

Uh, yes, okay. D'arcy: Shit.

Can you help me? Yeah,
I'm gonna support these.

You ready?
One, two, three and...

Asta: Okay.

Yeah, okay. I'm sorry.

I'm good, I'm good. Ethan.

Harry. Wow.

I just can't smile without you

Hello, my pretty wife.

I have coffee, just the way you like
itwith oat milk and conflict-free sugar.

Thank you. And you
made breakfast. Lucky me.

Hmm.

I realized you were right.

Mmm? Thatmeleawngthechnm
wasthebestflflngforus

good morning, my nice,
romantic husband. You're back.

Mmm.

What romantic things will
we do with all our spare time?

We can build a fire inside.

And then you could remove
all of your clothing,

including your brassiere,
which mocks me.

It so complicates everything.

Once your teats swing free,

I will focus on them
for arousal,

especially the left one.

I will become engorged
and stiff.

I will remove my clothing,
and then I will mount you,

not giving you all my weight,
which would tax your haunches.

I will caress your flanks.
I'll thrust.

And then faster.

And then I'll slow down.

Hmm.

That sounds quite...

Good night,
my sweet hairless monkey.

I'm going to the mountain.

Do not wake up until
I get back. Or ever.

Ugh. Shut up.
We get it. You're birds.

What?

Oh, no.

Good morning, d'arce.

Morning, ethe.

This... whoa. This
is great. It's all great.

I had a really good
time last night.

I know I should probably play it cool,
but I think you're kind of awesome.

That is sincere, so sincere.
You made breakfast.

Yeah, just blueberry pancakes,
quiche florentine, fresh oj,

and I was gonna bake bread,
but there wasn't enough time.

Well, thanks. Bye.

Where are all the damn pushpins?

Every time I need some damn
pushpins, there ain't no damn pushpins.

What is wrong around here?

Lock me up throw away the key

ain't nobody else bigger than me

I'm a criminal

I'm a criminal

what are you doing?

Nothing. I was just
hanging out in the closet.

Is this...

Did you make your own murder
board? No. Iwouldn't do that.

This has nothing to do
with Sam's murder.

Well, it says "Sam's murder"
right there on the wall.

Oh, that... yeah.

That's a murder board.

"Delivery method, Insulin"?

Well, asta said Sam was diabetic,
so I just thought that... I don't know.

It's stupid.
No. Go on and tell me.

Well, botulinum is injectable,

and our current timeline puts the killer
at Sam's office on the night of his death.

But maybe, with Insulin
as the method of delivery,

all he or she would need to do is
inject the toxin into a single Insulin vial

and wait for Sam to use it,
like a ticking bomb.

See, no, that's stupid.

No, that's not stupid.
It ain't stupid at all.

Good job, deputy.
Of course, sir.

Good job. Yeah, good job.

Good job.

D'arcy: Yeah, I'm stuck
at the 59 tomorrow,

but you're gonna need to release that
cornice buildup before the weather turns.

Oh, what the hell?
What have you got?

D'arcy: It's Harry.
What the hell is he doing?

He's your boyfriend. What?

I know you told me
not to date him.

Alien Harry: The signature
is off. It's not my device.

But it may be...

The final piece to my ship.
Finally, I can complete...

Hey, you're not allowed on
the glacier. What are you doing?

Hello, d'arcy. I'm just on a
completely normal hike.

You can't be up here. There's
crevasses all over the place.

Didn't you see the signs, with
the little guy falling to his death?

That's you. You're the guy.
All right?

What are you doing
with your mouth?

Do you think I have
a good smile? What?

Look, your smile's gonna look
pretty weird bashed up on the rocks.

I got to fly you out
of here. Let's go.

I mapped the trajectory of the
ship's descent. It has to be here.

It doesn't have to be anything.

It's a goddamn spaceship,
and it's not here.

Either the thing moved it, or it
was never here to begin with.

Pick up your balls,
and let's retrace our steps.

First we found the black disk
with the dead hiker here.

Then the bar with the dead cowboy
here. Screw it. This thing is useless.

Hey.

Holy shit.

What the hell are you doing?

General, I found it.

Yes.

Yeah. Yeah.

I'm sorry I'm late. Hi.

Okay, so don't look now,
but Jimmy is over there

with some kind of, like,
Russian mail-order bride.

We think it is a human trafficking,
Stockholm syndrome situation,

so obviously I'm emailing
photos to the FBI.

Well, so what? So Jimmy
has a girlfriend. I am over it.

All right, yeah. Just like Vanessa
heidecker, sophomore year.

Okay, yeah. Don't give him
the satisfaction.

Yeah. Not on league night.

Unless you want me to throw down,
because Liv can hold my earrings.

Then itwould be
like sophomore year.

I can't assist you in
assault anymore.

She has the look of, like, a mole woman,
somebody who's been living in a hole.

Plus her name is Becky.

I'm over it, but thank you.
Let's just bowl.

Yeah, good, 'cause I have
mommy and me in the morning.

All right.

All: Three, two, one, destroy.

Yes. Great.

Bring it, bring it.

Thank you.

I have to ask you something, and
I need you to be honest with me.

Okay.

Why did you leave Jay's name
off the list you gave us?

Yeah. Shit.
Um... I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

She wasn't on there because...
Look, I swear to you,

I know Jay, and she's
not that kind of kid.

I hear you, but it doesn't look good.
You know, you protecting her, okay?

So we're gonna have to
bring her in for questioning.

No, no, no. You don't
have to do anything.

She's a 17-year-old girl.
She's been through enough.

I'm not saying she did it,
but it's just there weren't

that many people who had
access to Sam's office,

and I hate to tell you this,

but whoever stole those pads
is someone you know,

maybe someone you care about.

Jimmy: Yes.

What's he doing?
He's dancing with her.

Oh, gross.

Well, if it isn't
mother of the year.

New lady settling the tab?
You noticed that?

Yeah, I did.

You remember when you used
to pick me up after work?

Sometimes I was finishing paperwork,
and you'd hang out with Sam.

You guys would play gin in his office.
He always used to say you cheated.

Yeah. He
could never prove it, though.

Yeah. Sam trusted you.

Maybe he left a drawer unlocked
when he was going to the bathroom.

Just a prescription pad
out on the top of the desk?

All you had to do
was reach out and take it.

I don't know what you're
talking about. Yes, you do.

I can see it all over your
face, and I'm not blind anymore.

Becky: Jimmy.

Baby, let's get out of here.
Hi. I'm Becky.

Hey. Asta.

Hey, Becky. You're gonna tell your friends
that he's different when we're alone,

and you're gonna tell yourself
that it's your fault, that it's okay,

because he's just drunk, and deep down
he really loves you, but it's not okay.

It's not okay. Jimmy: Let's go.

Human trafficking is a crime.
You run, Becky.

Or you call professionals at
a helpline that can help you.

Oh, man, itwasn't
recording. Ugh. What?

Come back. Can we do that again?

Alien Harry: I am so close.
Tonight, I will attach this to my ship.

Then I just need to find my
device, and after all these months,

I can finally
complete my mission.

Then everyone will know
I'm better than Ethan.

But everyone will be dead.
How will they know?

I have to work on that one.

Isabelle: Harry?

What are you doing out here?

Coffee?

I don't remember the last
time I slept a day away like that.

What's wrong with me?
Yeah, you look bad.

You must have Colorado fever.

Yes, yes, you have
all of the symptoms.

Never heard of Colorado fever.
That's one of the symptoms.

You just need a little
bit of caffeine. Maybe.

You know, I didn't know what
to expect when I came here.

But I never could have guessed
you'd be as changed as you are.

You're, like, a different person
now. Only I don't know who.

Drink it up while it's hot.
Big gulps.

Oh, Harry, it's piping hot.

It's better that way.
You should have some.

I will, thank you.
I do really appreciate this.

Sorry. I just...
I'm a bit groggy. I don't...

I'm gonna go have a
lie down, sip on this.

That is a good idea.
You sip on that.

Thank you.

Where is it?

It's right here.

I have not spent decades
searching for life on another planet

to have you play games with me.

I'm sorry.

Yeah, it took
a bit of tinkering,

but we finally figured out
the ship's cloaking ability

is actually neutralized by...

Not now. Jesus.

Secure the crash site.

Whatever creature was piloting
the ship will be coming back,

and when it does, I want
you to bring it back to me.

No matter what it takes.

Zero, this is Alpha-1. We've
got a guest at the party.

Alien Harry:
Something's wrong. My ship.

Alpha-1. This is zero.
Who is this guy?

Unidentified. Should we
engage? Roger that. Move in.

And if he tries to run,
kill him.