Original subtitles

Welcome to the complex.

You are here because you'’re the brightest we have

and because you can be trusted.

The last group here was reassigned

due to a serious breach in security.

Now, as you may know,

we do a multitude of research and development here

which has both civilian and military applications.

However, what you may not know

is that we have one patient at this facility.

Meet Wes Tarver, 34 years old.

Accountant, born in Cleveland, Ohio.

He was brought into the complex by Dr. Connelly

who believed that Mr. Tarver was not of this earth.

[ moans ]

Your low tolerance for heat is fascinating.

Now is that typical of your species?

Oh, what are you talking about?

I'’m the same species as you are.

108 degrees isn'’t really that hot, Wes, if you were human.

I mean, you'’d be uncomfortable,

but you wouldn'’t be moaning in pain

or dangerously dehydrated.

[ gasping ]

112.

Ohh, no!

[ groaning ]

Tell me about the man who was chasing you.

Is he one of you?

Are there more?

[ gasping and panting ]

You have something he wants, don'’t you?

Uh, listen, I don'’t know what you want me to say.

I was on my way home from work

when you guys jumped me.

120.

Connelly and his staff

carried out a series of tests,

none of which were conclusive,

but before anything definitive could be ascertained,

an unknown person broke into the complex

and attempted to forcibly take Mr. Tarver out with him.

[ panting ]

COLE: What'’s happening?

The charge is supposed to last longer than this.

It'’s fading out, damn it.

It'’s gone.

- [ alarm blares ] - GUARD: There'’s been a break.

Move it! Move it!

Come this way, come this way!

The other guard'’s covering the exit.

[ guards shouting ]

Move it!

Look at the roof!

Up the alleyway, now, now!

[ other guards shouting in distance ]

No! Go back!

GUARD: Hey! Got him!

GENERAL: In the process,

Mr. Tarver was severely wounded,

and the mysterious stranger escaped.

Now, as you can see,

Mr. Tarver is being kept alive

with the latest medical technology

until we can restore him to health.

[ click ]

Now...

My superiors have informed me

that they will not tolerate the death of this civilian.

If we fail, the funding for this facility

will be immediately revoked.

- WOMAN: What? - And to prevent this,

we have brought in a specialist

in the field of molecular biochemistry.

May I introduce Dr. Dennis Armstrong.

Good afternoon, ladies, gentlemen.

While I can'’t guarantee

Mr. Tarver'’s full and complete recovery,

I think we stand a strong chance

of bringing him back from the brink.

I'’d like to get started as soon as possible.

That happens to be my timetable as well, doctor.

How is it we can assist you

in this operation, Dr. Armstrong?

Well, all I really need you to do

is to monitor the patient'’s vitals, Dr....

Hampton. Colleen Hampton.

Dr. Hampton.

Thank you.

What is that, exactly?

Well, I don'’t want to bore you with the details, doctor,

but this apparatus contains

a very unique form of adrenaline.

I'’m hoping it will provide Mr. Tarver

with the jump-start his body needs.

[ rapid beeping ]

[ hissing ]

[ gasps ]

Welcome back to the land of the living, Mr. Tarver.

- Zin... - Rest now.

You need to save your energy.

Congratulations, Dr. Armstrong. You'’ve done it.

Yes.

Yes, I have.

COLE: This is Cirron, my home...

one of 6 planets in the Migar Federation.

There was a prison break,

218 of the most violent criminals have disappeared

into the city of Chicago.

Finding them won'’t be easy...

they aren'’t human.

Luckily for Earth, neither am I.

Yeah! Ha ha! That'’s pretty!

Whoo! You don'’t know what I'’m seein'.

You just don'’t know what I'’m seein'.

Oh, make love to the camera, baby!

Ohh! That'’s so pretty! That'’s pretty! Oh!

Ohh!

You'’ve obviously done this before.

Hold that pose. Hold that!

- [ people cheering ] - Ohh!

Oh, yeah! Okay, okay.

A little more leg, baby, a little more leg.

- Oh! That was pretty. - [ camera clicks ]

Oh, man, that'’s sweet, that'’s sweet.

Here comes the money shot.

- [ click ] - Ohh! I'’m in a zone.

What is going on?

Oh, hey, Mel. Just wrapping up with Miss February.

Oh, Miss February.

What are you talking about?

"The Women of the Watchfire" calendar.

Is there a problem?

No, Nestov, there'’s no problem,

but would it be too much to ask you

what in the hell you are talking about?

A calendar, you know, shows the months of the year.

Starts with January, then, I believe, February...

I know what a calendar is, thank you.

What is this "Women of the Watchfire" thing?

A guaranteed money maker,

a very smart advertising ploy to boot.

You see, we shoot 12 beautiful women,

each one representing a different month of the year.

See, Jennifer here, she'’s valentine's day,

which is February.

- I got that. - And I believe

that Kimberly is March, and Cindy is April...

and so how do these women represent

"The Women of the Watchfire?"

Oh, don'’t get technical on me.

You think these oiled-up overdeveloped hunks

in the Firefighters calendars

actually work for the fire department?

Please!

Cole needs to see you.

Well, I'’m working here, okay?

I'’ll be up when I'’m ready.

Easy with the camera.

This is a very expensive technical piece of equipment,

but I'’ll go, all right? We'’re done. We're done.

I'’ll see you later.

You happy?

Yes.

Cole, you'’ve gotta talk to this human.

She'’s out of control,

and you'’ve gotta learn how to relax a little baby.

I caught up with Zajel.

Zajel? Ho-oh-ohh.

Really antisocial dude.

Killed 43 Desserians,

then went home and snuffed out his mother-in-law,

although I heard she did deserve it.

Yes, well, before I took his life force,

he told me that Zin was close to finding what he was looking for.

Oh, you mean whatever it is

that'’s buried someplace under the Watchfire?

Yes.

Well, somewhere there'’s a door

that'’s opened by this key,

and behind the door is something Vardian.

If it'’s Vardian, then it'’s gotta be dangerous.

That'’s why I need you on the street

to find out what you can.

Oh, no, no, no. No.

I...I got Sidney coming in,

she'’s gonna be downstairs right now!

Whoo! Miss March. Wait till you see...

Okay.

Cole, do you think he'’s right about it being dangerous?

Probably.

How dangerous?

Well, there'’s really no way to measure that in earth terms.

Sid.

Mr. Foley.

So, how do you like my outfit?

Nice. Nice.

Um, look, um, my plans have changed,

and I'’ve got to reschedule.

So, how'’s tomorrow?

Let me check my e-mail on my palm pilot,

and I'’ll see if I've got anything going on tomorrow.

No, sorry, I can'’t. I'’ve got 9 a.m.

aerobics class.

Uh, 11 a.m. I have my tennis lessons,

lunch with my acting coach,

2 p.m. audition for the new Spielberg film.

Steven Spielberg?

Murray.

Murray?

Uh, then I have my 5:00 paleontology class.

You'’re studying paleontology?

- Teaching. - Teaching?

Wow.

But how'’s tonight? I'’m free tonight.

- Tonight'’s great. - Okay.

What are you still doing here?

Um, can'’t I just have a little conver...

- No. - No.

You'’re cold.

I'’ll call you later.

REMEL: Zin?

It'’s Dr. Armstrong.

Of course.

It'’s all right. I'’ve reprogrammed it.

How are you feeling?

[ sighs ]

This body'’ll take some getting used to,

but it'’s good to be out in the world,

even if it'’s this one.

What happened after the wormhole?

There weren'’t sufficient humans on the train.

Fortunately, I was able to store your life force

until I found a suitable donor.

So, why now? Why him?

The same body was inhabited by Krace.

What happened to Krace?

The tracker.

The tracker'’s still alive?

He'’s proving far more resourceful

than I'’d ever imagined.

He'’s collected over 20 of us, including your brother.

I was afraid of that.

But Rhee was careless and overconfident.

We have learned not to make that mistake again.

In the meantime, you allow that tracker

to capture us, one by one.

You'’ll have to learn

that earthly virtue known as patience.

We are very close to attaining our goal.

It'’s best we keep a low profile.

I have a blood oath to avenge my brother.

The tracker must die.

In time, Remel. In time.

I brought you back into this body

so that I would have credibility

and an ally inside this complex.

The device is here?

No, but I believe there'’s information here

that will lead us directly to it.

So, you understand why you must keep

your violent impulses in check...yes?

COLE: Any news of Nestov?

Not yet.

You'’re still at it, huh?

I'’m still trying to decipher these symbols.

It'’s a strange variant on ancient Vardian,

which is making it very hard to translate.

This one means "devastation,"

but this one, see?

It can either mean "overpowering" or "formidable."

Either one means bad news for us.

Hey.

Have you ever heard of the custom of knocking?

The word on the street

is Zin is definitely up to something.

He'’s having a meeting later tonight

with a few of his inner circle to plan his final move.

Where?

Penthouse at the Wrigley building.

You did good.

Thank you.

What are you gonna do?

Oh, I think in your culture,

it'’s called crashing Zin'’s party.

What are you doing in here?

That'’s really no concern of yours, General.

These files are strictly "eyes only,"

and those eyes don'’t include yours.

I thought we had a deal.

I allowed you to come in,

resuscitate the patient, and supervise his testing.

Our deal does not extend to giving you access

to documents that may compromise national security.

You'’re right.

I'’ll double the amount of the deposit into your account,

and in exchange for that,

I need to see the files from Dr. Milos Sanborn.

I couldn'’t give you that for any amount of money.

Can'’t...or won't?

Don'’t force my hand, doctor,

or I will terminate this whole charade right now.

I think there'’s been a misunderstanding.

Yes.

You see, if there is any termination

to be done, General...

It will be done by me.

Krace, I thought you were dead.

Well, think of me as an avenging angel.

Who are you?

[ police siren grows louder ]

Did you find Zin?

No.

Well, what happened?

I ran into an old friend.

Do you remember Wes Tarver?

The guy who was caught by the government

and put in that complex?

That'’s right.

I thought you took his life force.

I did.

But when you do that, doesn'’t the human host die?

Yes.

Okay, are you gonna explain it to me,

or are you having fun keeping me in the dark?

Mel, I don'’t know if I can explain it.

All I know is that Wes Tarver

is now inhabited by a Vardian fugitive.

So, when you sucked out Krace,

another one jumped in?

Zin must have found a way

to transfer the life forces.

Oh, wait, that move...

What are you doing?

The way Tarver moved reminded me of someone.

I'’m gonna have to find out who he is.

- Not my toaster. - Mel, I'’ll replace it,

but I'’ll need these things to take me back into the complex.

Wait a minute, you'’re not planning on going back there?

Mel, I don'’t have any choice.

I know the layout of the place.

It'’ll be easy for me to slip in without being noticed.

Well, even if you do get in,

how are you planning on staying safe?

I have an idea.

You could have ruined everything.

The tracker'’s the only thing that stands in our way.

Wouldn'’t our job be easier if he were out of the way?

You have no idea how tenuous our situation really is.

How every person in the Migar system

plays a part in our overall scheme.

Well, why don'’t you enlighten me?

All you need to know is that you must obey my instructions.

All right.

How did you find out I took the tracker on?

I have eyes everywhere in this city and beyond.

How did you manage to slip out of the complex

without setting off the alarm?

Well, maybe you'’re not as all-seeing

and all-knowing as you believe.

Perhaps...

But disobey me again,

and I will rip the life force out of this body.

And I understand that when you are exposed

directly to the Earth'’s atmosphere,

it is a very painful death.

Morning.

Good morning, Mel.

You'’ve been at it all night, huh?

Well, requiring no sleep does come

in handy at times like this.

So, what did you find out?

Oh, I located a satellite that was orbiting North America

that had infrared scanning capabilities.

Oh.

Yeah, I was able to reprogram its telemetry

so that it was pointed at the exact coordinates

that the military base is located.

You redirected a satellite?

Yes.

Cole, someone'’s going to notice

that it'’s not doing what it'’s supposed to be doing.

Well, hopefully the Russians won'’t use it

until we'’re done with it.

Russians?

You'’ve tapped into a Russian satellite?

Yeah, their technology is far more advanced

than the rest of the world has been led to believe.

Well, that'’s comforting.

Well, here, look. bird'’s-eye view of the base.

What are those?

Oh, those are humans...

their heat signatures, to be precise.

The infrared scanner reads them

as reddish-orange blobs.

That'’s amazing.

Thank you.

What'’s that blue one?

That can be only one thing...

one of the fugitives.

Are you sure this patient file was from 1952?

That'’s my understanding, yes.

Those files all seem to be missing.

Have you asked General Young about this?

Of course. Actually, it was he

who gave me the authorization to look through these.

Unfortunately, he wasn'’t familiar

with this specific file.

Doctor, did you say the information

you were looking for came from the files of Dr. Milos Sanborn?

Yes.

Have you found something?

Well, his name was across the front of this,

but it'’s not a patient file.

It looks more like a renovation plan.

Leave it to the government

to classify office remodeling as top secret.

Well, I'’ll, um, keep looking.

Thank you, Dr. Hampton.

I appreciate your help.

I'’m gonna need you to be monitoring

the screen at all times.

I'’ve rigged this microphone

so you can tell me what you see,

and this earphone is sensitive enough

to pick up my voice

so we can communicate with each other.

Okay, but on the screen,

how do I know which one is you

and which one is a fugitive?

Since I'’m an energy-based being,

my signature will come up as white.

Okay.

You control it with this.

And how do I operate this?

Here.

See, the image moves left, right, forward,

and use these 2 buttons to zoom in and zoom out.

Got it.

I'’m relying on your surveillance, Mel.

I won'’t let you down, Cole.

I know you won'’t.

You found out who Tarver is?

I narrowed it down to 2.

The most likely is Remel, Rhee'’s brother.

NESTOV: Yes, that'’s pretty!

Yes, baby! Uh-huh, magical! Sweetness!

Uh! Uh! Does it get better?

No, it does not.

Let me tell you something, I used to do feet for a living,

you know, just shoot feet,

but I'’m shooting body today, baby!

Whoo! That'’s the money shot, right there!

Oh! Does it get any better?! Maybe.

Yes, very nice.

Very, very spooky, mama!

We are not even open yet. How did you get in here?

Door locks and security alarms

just aren'’t what they used to be.

Let me guess, Mother'’s Day?

Oh, you must'’ve had a very unhappy childhood.

Take 5, Broomhilda, I'’ll be right back.

Tell me, did you get to see Cole

when he came back last night?

- We talked. - So spill. How did it go?

Not according to the plan.

Oh, no, no, no. He'’s not blaming me.

I mean, the information I gave him was righteous.

I don'’t know how he feels about you right now,

but I'’d suggest that you keep a low profile.

All right, I hear that.

- And Nestov... - Yes?

No more playing photographer in my bar.

Why not? The customers love it, I love it,

the calendar-buying public will love it.

Why not?

I could think of a couple hundred different reasons,

but I will start with the fact that it'’s dishonest.

Mel, I told you we'’re going to

stretch the truth a little.

I mean, the bottom line is sex sells.

I need another cup of coffee.

When I get back, you better be gone.

5 minutes?

Okay, 2.

Okay, we got 2 minutes.

That'’s nice, 2 minutes to make magic.

Mel, is it clear up ahead?

You'’re clear.

Wait, get back!

One red blob coming from your right.

Very good, Mel.

There'’s activity behind you.

It'’s just one of the scientists.

That scientist is reading blue.

Who was that? Was it Tarver?

It was Zin.

Zin? What the hell is he doing there?

I don'’t know.

Cole, you'’ve gotta get out of there.

It'’s way too dangerous.

I can'’t, Mel.

There'’s more to this.

I have to see why Zin'’s still here.

It could be a trap.

He could have a dozen of his men waiting there for you.

Please, just get out of the complex as soon as you can.

I will...

Once I get some answers.

[ people talking within ]

[ footsteps approach ]

[ footsteps recede ]

ZIN: Would you stop that?

I'’m being a good boy, just waiting

for my master'’s commands.

This is not a game, Remel.

We are talking about the future of our civilization.

Fine, let me help you ensure it.

That'’s why I'm here.

Put on some clothes.

Are we getting out of here?

After we find what we'’re looking for.

Where are we?

Where? The South wing.

They closed it down years ago with plans to renovate it.

Well, obviously, with the government cutbacks,

the work was never done.

[ chuckles ]

And what are we looking for?

50 earth years ago,

a Vardian ship with a sole passenger

crashed into Lake Michigan. The Vardian survived.

Arkyn.

You'’ve heard the stories.

Yeah, sure. Go on.

Well, Arkyn was captured and brought to this facility

where he was examined and questioned

by an eccentric doctor named Milos Sanborn.

Arkyn came to Earth to retrieve the device.

You said that he alone knew of its precise location.

Yes, well, he never got to complete his mission.

But I'’ve recently learned

that Dr. Sanborn was able to extract

certain information from Arkyn.

Well, if he got this information,

why didn'’t he give it to his government?

Hmm, why?

Well, maybe Sanborn had no idea

what Arkyn was talking about,

or maybe he only got part of the information

before Arkyn died.

Anyway, Sanborn disappeared a year later,

but my source does tell me

that he put some files in a hidden safe,

and since he never shared

any of his findings with the government,

they have no idea the files ever existed.

So, do you know where this safe is?

Yes, he put it in some sort of kitchen area.

We'’ll find it.

MEL: Cole, there are 2 of them ahead of you.

Can'’t talk now, Mel.

There'’s another one coming.

Cole?

Cole...easy!

What are you doing?

What are you doing here?

I'’m here to help.

Well, thank you very much,

but now you'’re gonna have to leave.

And leave you alone to deal with Zin

and that other guy?

That other guy happens to be Remel.

Remel? Remel?

Yes.

Oh, now that'’s some serious history.

See, well, that'’s exactly my point.

Ok, if you get killed,

I'’m only a step behind.

Nestov... we'’re a team.

We gotta stick together.

Besides, I feel bad that I gave you

bogus information about that meeting.

Well, don'’t.

Listen, me being here and risking my life

is my way of showing you that

when the chips are down, you can count on me.

All right. All right.

- You said all right? - All right.

All right.

But you do everything I tell you to do.

Got it.

Good.

You'’re the top dog.

Lead the way, lassie.

What?

Let'’s go.

They must be in that office.

All right, stay here.

I came to help.

Would you keep your voice down?

All right. All right.

Jeez, I'’ll help you by doing

exactly what you tell me to do.

- You happy about that? - Just...just watch my back.

Anything?

Where did they go?

We'’re going to have to find out.

They must'’ve gone through here. Mel?

Through?

Cole, where have you been?

I'’ve been trying to reach you.

I had to take my earpiece out for a while.

There'’s another one right behind you!

I know, it'’s only Nestov.

Only Nestov, what'’s that supposed to mean?

Quiet. What, Mel?

What is he doing there?

It doesn'’t matter, I'’ll explain later.

Look, I need you to tell me

what'’s on the other side of this wall.

Zoom in as far as you can and describe what you see.

It looks like the wall is false.

There'’s a hallway behind it that leads to another set of offices.

There must be another way.

There'’s a faint vibration here.

Electrical panel.

Electrical panel. No, you don'’t want to be messing...

Be quiet. Just stand back.

Don'’t have to tell me twice.

A secret passage.

We'’re like the Hardy boys.

The Hardy...

Shh.

MEL: Be careful, there are 3 people.

- Where? - Hands up! Now!

MEL: Cole, what'’s going on?

Cole, talk to me.

GUARD: Let'’s go!

NESTOV: I hate to tell you, man,

you guys got the wrong fellas,

and when your boss finds out you guys got us

with our hands above our heads, you'’re finished!

No talking!

I'’m feeling very ill, by the way.

I feel terrible.

[ coughs and hacks ]

Oh, man, I don'’t feel good.

[ coughing harder and harder ]

Let'’s go.

- All right. - Go.

Nice work back there. I mean, you gotta admit

my little distraction was very convincing.

I mean Oscar-quality work here, huh?

Denzel Washington'’s got nothing on me.

Mel, Mel... Shh, shh, shh!

Cole, are you all right?

Yes, I'’m fine, Mel.

[ sighs ] Do you have any idea how frustrating this is?

I need you to find a safe for me.

How am I supposed to do that?

It'’ll be constructed of a dense metal,

probably lead.

It'’s heat signature will be cold,

like a... like a light blue.

- [ bells and sirens ] - What'’s that?

[ alarm blares ]

Cole. Cole, you just used hyperspeed.

You can'’t use it again.

I mean, you won'’t beat Zin. And Remel? Forget it.

I'’ll improvise.

You can'’t. Forget it.

Look, I'’ll... Oh!

Get me to the safe, Mel.

It'’s not gonna work.

This looks like it.

Oh, yes.

You know, according to his plans,

Sanborn hid the safe somewhere in this room.

If I'’m right...

Heh.

Yes.

Well, there must be some kind of hidden latch.

Could be anywhere.

Well, no time for finesse.

Any luck?

Uh...

The satellite'’s not directed at the complex anymore.

MEL: What do I do?

We'’ll take it from here.

What? What?

We'’re on our own.

Perfect.

Well done, Tarver. Just a little bit more.

Bravo.

Oh, yes.

This is just what I'’ve been looking for.

Well, stand guard.

If someone tries to get in, kill them.

It'’s the end of the hallway.

It'’s gotta be one of these 2 doors.

Well, which one?

- I think this one. - This one.

All right.

[ faint creaking ]

Someone'’s out there.

What?

Nothin'’.

I got your back.

Thanks.

That was close by.

Well, I have what I need.

I'’m glad you're with me.

All this time the location of the greatest power

in the solar system was right here,

and the fools never even knew what they had.

If you'’ve found what you'’re looking for,

then all that'’s left is for me to settle

my score with the tracker.

Daggon.

That body must feel like

a secondhand suit to you, Remel.

I see you'’ve been doing your homework.

Maybe it'’s just the stench.

Get ready to join your wife and daughter, Daggon.

Not this time.

Say hello to Rhee for me.

Uhh!

- Man, that'’s gotta hurt. - Where were you?

Well, I saw Zin run down the back hallway,

and I chased after him. No, he'’s not there, man.

It'’s just troops and guards, you know, with guns.

We should go.

- No, wait. - Cole, let'’s go!

Zin is gone. Let'’s go.

All right, all right.

This is the way out.

No. Let'’s go this way.

No, no, no. Look, look, look.

I know you'’re a big-time tracker guy and everything,

but I'’m telling you your sense of direction'’s all wrong.

You mean, like it was at the door there.

This is the way.

Fine. If you wanna go that way,

go that way. I'’m going this way.

- Fine. - Good.

GUARD: Must be down this way. Come on.

All right! All right!

I was wrong. No need to gloat.

GUARD: They'’re not gonna get away!

MEL: So that'’s Rhee's brother you'’re putting in there?

That whole Rhee thing seems like such a long time ago.

Yes, it does.

We'’ve been through so much since then.

A whole lifetime worth.

So what now?

I think Zin'’s found the exact location

of whatever it is he'’s looking for,

which is somewhere below the Watchfire.

But we have the key.

Mmm.

Which means it'’s his move.

[ applause from other room ]

Nestov.

Better see what he'’s up to.

[ funk music plays ]

[ men cheer and applaud ]

Ah! Ah!

Okay, okay, some more, some more.

A little bit to the left.

Whoo! That was great!

All right, now give me some of that puritan attitude, baby.

Ohh, yeah!

That'’s it.

Nestov, you are turning my bar into a strip club.

She'’s not taking off her clothes, is she?

That'’s a good thing

because she'’s not wearing much to begin with.

This is Miss November.

I'’ve almost done my calendar.

Only one more month to shoot.

No. I will not have one more woman

dressed like that pretending she works in my bar.

I was hoping you were gonna say that.

Uno momento, por favor.

I'’ve saved the best for last.

For you.

What?

Yes. December. Mrs. Santa.

No...way.

Yes way.

No? Aw, did you hear that?

"No way." She doesn'’t wanna wear it.

Can you believe that? They wanna see you in it.

Do you wanna see her in it? Huh?

- Yeah! - Yeah!

- Come on. - Not in this lifetime.

I specifically got it in your size.

That'’s very nice of you, Nestov, but it'’s really not my style.

If anyone can pull it off, it'’s you.

Come on.

Please, please, please with sugar on top, please.

Oh, you are relentless!

Just...give me the hat. Just the hat.

We'’ll start with the hat.

That'’s good.

And then this is all over, right?

Done.

Oh, yes!

You'’re sweet, baby.

You'’re sexy.

[ cheers and applause ]

Merry Christmas.