All language subtitles for They Came from Beyond Space.1967.BDRemux.1080p.R.G. Goldenshara_track7_[eng]

What's that noise?

I don't know.

Can't make it out.

Good heavens!
Looks like shooting stars!

A whole flock of them!

They're coming down
in our field!

Look out!

Is Dr. Temple in this wing?

Yes, sir. The door
at the top of the stairs.

Thank you.

- Good morning.
- Hello, Lee.

Finished with last night's
figures yet, Master?

Yes, I have.

But I'm just waiting
for our silent partner here

to translate them
into everyday language.

Good morning, Alan.

I've been in several minutes

and you haven't said a word.

Oh, hello, Curt.

Sorry, I was just getting these
up to date.

Morning, Lee.

There you are. Ought to be able
to understand that.

Yes, sir. Thanks.

Well, nothing unusual.

Quiet night.

Good.

- Dr. Temple?
- Yes.

I'm Richard Arden,
Ministry of Space Research.

How do you do?

These are my assistants,
Lee Mason, Alan Mullane.

- The other part of the team.
- How do you do?

I've come to get your opinion
on last night's fall

and any data
you may have on it.

Fall? What fall?

Nine meteors, in Cornwall.

We weren't ranging that area
at all last night.

What happened down there?

We don't really know.

The reports we received
were rather strange.

So strange, we've decided
t0 have a team of scientists

fly down there
and take a look.

- We'd like you to head it.
- Why me?

You're the expert
on the subject.

Meteors.

What does a fall of meteorites
have to do with me?

I am only interested
in the possibility

of life on other planets.

You have written three books,

and you also head
our research section

on the subject
of extraterrestrial life.

- Yeah.
- That is precisely why

we need you, Dr. Temple.

How soon can you be ready to go?

No, I forbid you to go.

Doctor, look, I...

You nearly died
in that car crash!

You and your vintage cars...

We had to replace part of
your skull with a silver plate.

You've not nearly recovered.

We'd still like to keep you
under observation.

Ms. Mason, Mullane?
This is Dr. Rogers, Physics;

Maitland, Petrography; They'll
be traveling down with us.

We shall meet Keller, McCabe,
and Peterson at the farm.

They'll be covering Chemistry,
Biology, and Geology.

And the police have the site
under guard at the moment but...

Temple! Let me introduce you
to some of your team.

This is Maitland and this is...

I'm afraid you'll have to count
me out.

What do you mean?

You'll have to take
my assistants.

But Why?

Doctor's orders.

I shall speak to the minister.

I shall have
your doctor overruled.

It won't do you any good.

Ms. Mason has been with me
for several years now.

I'm sure she can help you
as much as I could.

Right.

How soon can you be ready to go?

- An hour.
- I'll have a car at your flat.

Temple, I'm sorry
you can't be with us.

We'll let you have copies
of all reports and photographs.

- You won't miss a single clue.
- Clue to what?

What makes you think
these meteors

are so important that you need
a team like this to...

Have you ever known meteors
to land in formation?

No.

These did.

In a perfect V.

That's why we're so anxious.

To find out what these objects
from space really are.

I've told you before,
it's impossible.

- But I am recovering, aren't I?
- That is not the point.

Well, suppose I take it easy,
just do a normal day's work.

I still wouldn't let you go.

Look, doctor!

For several years now,
my chief interest has been

the study of possible life
on other planets.

Now something has occurred which
would normally be considered

a natural phenomenon.

A fall of meteors.

But this time
with a difference...

a difference which indicates

that they may have been guided
here by creatures.

Intelligent creatures.

That's why it's imperative
I investigate.

Someone else
will have to investigate.

And that's final.

I asked Arden to stop here

so that I could see you
before we left.

I'm glad you did.

Curt, I know how you must feel

about not being able
to come with us.

That just boils down to
the simple fact I'll miss you.

You know, if Arden's right
and there is something strange

to be sorted out down there,
we're going to need you!

Listen, I'm jealous as hell.

Why?

Well, these nursery boys
might realize

that you're the brains
behind this outfit.

Oh, Curt, be serious.

Anyway, if you need me,
I'll be here.

Doctor's orders.

They're waiting for me.

I'll phone you every night

to let you know
what's happening.

We'll have a row of portable
huts up here before nightfall.

Be workshops, kitchens,
dormitories...

You'll have everything you need,
I'm sure.

How soon do you want
to start digging them out?

Well, not for a few clays yet.
I want to extract

as much information as we can
from the impact craters

- and surrounding soil first.
- Well, but surely, I mean...

We'll have to take soil samples
at varying depths.

Search the fragments
and analyze them chemically.

Try to determine
from which direction they came

and their possible velocity
at the moment of impact.

Search the fragments for traces
of alien microorganisms.

So you see, it's quite the job.

In the meantime, we'll send
all the information we get

to Dr. Temple.

See what he can make of it.

Curtis...

Yeah?

Just a moment.

Take a look at this.

Are you sure?

I've checked it a dozen times.

This is impossible!

Well, Lee gave us the velocity
of the meteorites

and the angle of descent
and the point of entry.

Now I've backtracked
to see if we can establish

what part of space
they came from.

And that's the answer.

The moon.

Yes, sir?

Get me Ms. Mason in Cornwall.

Radiation's down to normal now.

The surface isn't normal,
though.

Well, there's only one way
to find out

whether or not it's a coating.

I'll chip off a fragment.

There is a brief moment
of struggle

before the connection is made.

But it passes
almost immediately.

Control of musculature
and vocal cords awkward,

but adequate.

You may all choose
your subjects

and connect.

Ms. Mason, what's this all...

The brain of these primitives

seems quite suitable
for our purposes.

We have made
a most excellent choice.

Connections completed
and quite satisfactory.

We can now proceed
with the next part of our plan.

One million pounds.

Delighted to meet you,
Ms. Mason.

Please be seated.

Now what can I do for you?

I'm heading the team
of scientists

on the meteor project
at the Roberts farm.

Yes, you people have created
quite a stir.

Hiring all the workers
you could get for miles around...

We'd like a loan from your bank.

Haven't you all the money
you need for what you're doing?

Surely the state research
department...

We'd like a loan.

How much?

One million pounds.

What possible security
could you offer...

We have security.

This.

But what sort of security
is this?

Take another look.

Connection completed.

Everything here is now ours.

Turn the car around.

Look, I've been trying
to get through

to Ms. Mason in Cornwall
for the last 24 hours.

I'm sorry, sir.
All the lines to that area

seem to be disconnected.

Keep trying-

The lines can't still be out.

Lee hasn't even sent us
any data since the first batch.

Dr. Temple.

Oh, Arden...

I've been trying
to get through to Lee

but they tell me something's
wrong with the lines.

No, no. I've come to take you

and your assistant
down to the site.

You see, I've spoken
to your doctor.

He's given permission
for you to go.

Some urgent problems
have come up.

Problems which would interest
you immensely.

And there's no need for you
to bring anything.

Not even a change of clothes.

We're equipped with everything
you're likely to need.

All right?

I guess so.

Alan, what's wrong?
What's the matter?

- Not this one.
- Dr. Temple, I'm afraid

we've made the most stupid
mistake, we can't take you.

Arden, what's happening
around here?

- Alan...
- Get out!

Hello, Lee?

Blake here.

Could you come over to my office
for a few minutes?

It's important.

It's about the meteor project.

I'll be right there.

I've only got a minute, Blake.
What is it?

Oh, I can't understand
what's going on

- down at that farm.
- What do you mean?

Well, look at all
these requisitions.

Numbers, cements, steel,
electrical equipment,

heavy-duty cable.

- To examine meteorites?
- Oh, that's not all.

Professor McCabe's wife
called me this morning.

She tried to cash a small check
on their joint account

and discovered that McCabe
had closed out

the account
to the last penny.

I checked on the accounts
of the other scientists

on the meteor project.

They'd all done the same.

Lee Mason, too.

Excuse me, Mr. Blake.
These just came in.

More requisitions.

Invoices to follow.

Shotguns.

Pistols.

Explosives.

Each order signed by Lee Mason.

I'm going down there.

What about your doctor?

Tell him I got better.

Excuse me! Can you tell me
how to get to the Roberts farm?

Yeah, sure.

- The Roberts farm.
- Yeah!

It's a couple of miles
further on down the road.

Thank you.

What do you want
to go there for?

Well, I'm a scientist.

Some of my colleagues
are working there.

Well, if you get bored
with your work,

you could always stop by
and have a chat.

I might even make you
a cup of tea.

With sugar.

I'll think about it.

Is this the Roberts farm?

I said, is this
the Roberts farm?

Is this the Roberts farm?

What do you want?

My name is Curtis Temple.

I'd like to see Ms. Lee Mason.

My orders are
she's not to be disturbed.

Now, go!

Look, I'm not leaving here
until I see Ms. Mason.

This is the only entrance
and I'm not letting you past.

The fence is electrified.

What are you doing?

Now, I would advise you
to step back.

Because when I put this thing
into gear

and it smashes
through that fence,

you're liable
to find yourself hurt!

Or electrocuted.

Wait! I'll call her!

She's coming straight down.

- Lee...
- Why are you creating

a disturbance,
interrupting our work?

The doctor told you
not to come here.

I wanted to find out
what was happening.

I also happen to be
in love with you.

Sentiment?
I will not have sentiment

interfering with our vital work.

What's the matter with you?

What is this work?

Can't you tell me
what you're doing?

I might be able to understand,
to help you.

You can help us, Curt.

You can help us
more than you know.

By quietly going away!

Careful! The fence is live!

Don't come here again
or try to contact any of us.

You can only keep us
from our work.

When the right time comes,
you'll understand.

Goodbye, Curt.

Lee!

If this man comes here again,
or tries to get in,

you know what to do.

- Arden, I just...
- Dr. Temple.

Ms. Mason warned me
I might run into you down here.

I would like to know
what's going on down here.

I'm afraid I can't tell you.

Arden, look!

I'm involved in this
as much as you are.

I don't think so.

You see,
you're no longer one of us.

Lee!

I've got to talk to you!

How did I get here?

I found you
in the road unconscious.

I've towed your car in for you.

How long have I been here?

About an hour.

What road did you find me in?

The one that goes to town!

What were you doing out there?

Which way is the town?

That way!

Thanks. Thanks for everything.

It was a pleasure.

Mind giving me a lift to town?

Who are you?

What are you doing out here?

Waiting for you.

You are Curtis Temple,
aren't you?

How did you know?

Stilwell, Internal Security.

Now, I suggest we find
a less conspicuous place to park

and see if we can trade
some information

about what's going on
back there.

Nice little jalopy
you have here.

So I was assigned
to watch the team of scientists

that came down here.

They seemed all right,

until they tried to crack open
that meteorite.

After that,
they started acting strangely.

Requisitioned all kinds
of material,

got all the local labor
they could,

began to bring down
other scientists

from all over the country.

There's been construction work
going on

24 hours a clay ever since.

So far, I've not seen
any sign of it.

What do you suppose
they're up to?

I think I know.

But I'll have to speak
to my superior

before I can bring you into it.

Just a minute.

Temple!

Stilwell!

Stilwell!

What's wrong?

What happened in there?

Stilwell, what happened?
Tell me!

Let me through! I'm a doctor!

- Let me through.
- Stilwell!

- What happened in there?
- Get back.

What is it?

Whatever it is,
he's beyond help now.

When did this happen?

Just a minute ago.

I've never encountered
anything like this before!

I'll have to consult the local
health authorities and...

I'm speaking to you
from the center of the town

that was struck by plague.

The streets are deserted.

The inhabitants
behind their doors.

The country's leading
medical authorities

and a team of courageous nurses
have been rushed here.

As yet, there is no clue
to the mystery malady.

The bodies of the victims
have shown

no unfamiliar virus or bacteria,

no trace
of any organic malfunction

to explain the seizures.

Only the strange spots of blood
which appear

on the bodies of those
who will soon be dead,

and which have given
the visitation its name...

"The Crimson Plague."

Teams of researchers digging
into the vast treasury

of medical experience
have found no record of any case

even remotely similar
anywhere in the world.

Earlier we interviewed
Dr. Frederick Andrews,

a member of the research team.

We have one more fact.

Unless we can find some place

where the victims of the plague
can be isolated

beyond all possibility
of even remote contact

with the living,

the contagion may easily spread
over the entire country

and perhaps the entire world.

Dr. Temple...

Yeah? Who are you?

My name's Williams,
Internal Security.

Stilwell phoned me about you
just before he died.

Oh, yes, he, um...

He wanted to ask you
if he could tell me

what was happening
at the Roberts farm.

At that time,
I told him he could.

Now, I've changed my mind.

It'd be a breach of security.

Then why did you come
all the way down here?

To tell you to leave, Temple.
Go back to your telescope

and leave the meteor site to us.

Look, Williams.

I think the secret
of this scarlet plague

is right there
in the meteor site.

Inside the farm.

And I believe it's your job
to tell me...

Don't tell me my job.

Part of it is to keep people
who don't understand

what's happening from meddling.

Just what is happening?

That I cannot
and will not tell you.

I can only say that
whatever ideas you may have

are sure to be wrong.

What is happening on that site,

far from destroying
the human race,

may very well save it.

What about the plague?

That's all I can say,

except to warn you
that for your own safety

and perhaps the safety
of the whole world

to stay away from that farm.

You've already been attacked
by Ms. Mason.

- You were lucky you survived.
- How did you know about that?

Next time it may be
more serious.

And we can't protect you,
we can only warn you.

I advise you to heed
that warning.

Doctor.

Can I help you, sir?

Yeah, fill her up.

You're new around here,
aren't you?

No, I've been here for years.

What happened to the girl
who worked here?

Girl? There's never been
any girl here.

Yes, but when I was here before,
there was...

This is the only road
to Roberts Farm and it's closed.

Now turn around and go back
the road you came.

- Not until I find that girl.
- Get out!

Temple, there was no girl.

There was no Stilwell.

They just didn't exist.

Now get out
before you don't exist.

Go back!

We've orders to fire,
Dr. Temple!

The plague continues to spread.

We have not yet identified it.

But some progress has been made.

A means has been found

of disposing of the bodies
of the victims

to prevent their contact
with those who remain

and have not been
affected by it.

The means must be kept secret
for the moment.

But there is now hope.

What was that?

- Look, he's over there.
- No, he's over here.

Attention! Attention!

All sectors switch
to emergency power.

All sectors switch to
emergency power.

Attention! Attention!

All sectors switch
to emergency power.

All sectors switch to
emergency power.

Come out.

Mullane.

You are an intruder.

All intruders
must be taken prisoner.

Come with me.

You look down that tunnel.

And you follow down that one.

At the double!

Stilwell!

I warned you not to come here.

Now you'll have
to take the consequences.

You won't elude us again.

Get him out of there, will you?

Hello, Dr. Temple.

I've come to tell you
why you're here.

You've attempted several times

to interrupt work
of vital importance.

You've caused great damage,

some of it not yet repaired.

However, when our work
is completed,

you'll be free to leave.

In the meantime,
if you're quiet and orderly,

you'll be brought your meals
on time,

and perhaps even
a few books to read.

Why are you taking
this trouble with me?

Why not just kill me?

That is not our way.

Unless you force us to.

Arden.

What's going on here?

I saw the plague bodies
piled up.

Don't they constitute
a risk of contamination

to you and to Lee?

Lee is quite well
and in no danger.

She... in fact all of us...

Are far too vital to the project
to be permitted any risk.

Now I must return to my work.

Wait a minute!

What is this work?

Last night I saw
a rocket take off.

There's another one out there
now on the launching pad.

How can you possibly build
a second one so quickly?

It is the same one.

You were unconscious
for 48 hours.

It returned the following night.

But the one I saw
was going to the moon.

I knew you'd calculated that.

Yes, it went to the moon
and returned.

But that's impossible.

No propulsion system on Earth
could possibly send

a rocket to the moon and back
within 24 hours!

The system we employ
was not created on Earth.

Why these trips to the moon?

It's the only place where
bodies of plague victims

can be buried without
contaminating all humanity.

That is the work
we're doing here.

What protects you and the others
here from contamination?

The meteorites brought
the plague from outer space.

We have found
an immunizing agent,

but it would take months
to produce it in quantity.

We have enough
for those of us here

and no more.

Our only hope
is to bury the bodies

where they cannot infect
the rest of mankind.

That is what we're doing here,

every clay.

I don't believe any of this.

You can believe what you please.

But don't try
to interfere with us again

or you will be destroyed.

- How's Temple?
- He's conscious now.

Safely locked away.

We can't allow him to stay here.

He's clever.

He'll try to find
a means of escape.

From what Dr. Rogers tells me,

our work here
is almost completed.

In a few clays,
we'll be finished.

Temple must not be allowed
to interfere.

What do you suggest?

You have your gun.

Set it at maximum power.

And when you fire,
aim directly at his heart.

Temple!

Someday you may thank me
for that.

There he is!

I warned you not to come here.

Lee...

I'm quite aware
that you're there, Curtis.

I've got my pistol
trained on you.

I won't hesitate to shoot.

You have seen too much.

You cannot be allowed to tell.

There he is!

Hey, stop! Stop!

Look out!
He's coming straight for us!

You fool! What have you clone?

Untie me
and take me back to the farm!

Not until I find out
exactly who you are

and how you can be destroyed.

I'm not talking
to Lee Mason now,

I'm talking to you, the thing
that's taken over her mind.

I know you're there!

You're insane!
Nobody'll believe you!

I love Lee Mason.

But I will destroy
the shell of her body

rather than leave it
in slavery to you.

Think that over before you
force her to call for help

or do anything else that
might draw attention to us.

Where are you taking me?

To the home of a friend.

The only man I know
who might possibly believe me.

Now, get down.

Get down!

You saw one of the victims
of the plague alive.

Mm-hm. Stilwell.

As plain as I'm seeing you.

All the world's sending
victims of the plague

to the meteor site.

You say the scientists keep
them there in cold storage

and then send them to the moon.

Why?

That creature out there
in Lee's head knows the answer.

Maybe these victims of
the plague aren't really dead.

A woman in the town
near the meteor site

claimed she saw her husband
working there.

He'd been a victim
of the plague.

She was sent
to an insane asylum.

Yes, but I'm not mad.

You know, Farge,
if we could only duplicate

the equipment I saw
in that laboratory,

we could demonstrate the
existence of these creatures

and alert the world
to what they're doing.

Do you think the answer
has something to do

with electronic optics?

Yeah, that's why
I came to see you.

But what's to prevent us from
being taken over as she is?

Well, in your case, nothing.

That's why
you mustn't get near Lee.

Until we've tried something.

Tried what?

I think I've figured out
why they can't get at me.

We'll use the same protection
on you.

Do you have any silver
in the house?

Well, only knives and forks.

What about these?

- Oh, no... no!
- Where do we melt them down?

Not my trophies!

But why silver?

The only reason I can figure
is that silver is opaque

to ultraviolet radiations.

And this thing I saw
had a bright violet color.

Do you think this will work?

Mine did.

But yours is built
into your head.

Farge, I'm sorry, but...

I'm afraid I'm going
to have to ask you

to be the guinea pig
for our next experiment.

Well...

We'll give it a try.

It's trying to leave her
and get through to you.

It can't get through!

No.

Now we've got to make
a detector,

like the one I saw the thing
through in the lab.

Then we've got to find out
what makes these ray guns work.

What do we do with her
when we're doing all that?

Bring her with us and leave
her tied up in the workshop.

Why tied up?

You'll see.

Just turn off the lights, Curt.

We'd better lock her up.

What for?

I think you're
on the right track.

Curt!

Oh, Curt!

It's alright, darling.

It's alright now.
Everything is fine.

There, there.

Cosmic rays, concentrated.

That's what makes these work.

But they'll only
stun human beings

for a length of time
depending on the degree

of concentration
we adjust them to.

But they can destroy
those creatures.

We tested them carefully
before trying it on you.

You tested them on whom?

First on animals.

It didn't do them any harm.

And then?

We can detect them with these,
if you're interested.

And destroy them with these.

Yes, but what are they?

We thought you would be able
to tell us.

I can't remember a thing.

I know I did work for them,
but...

at what or why?

What about the plague?
Do you know what it is?

And what do they do
with the bodies?

Lee, about these rockets.

How can they possibly get
to the moon and back

in 24 hours,
and why the moon?

I don't know.

Well, we've got to find out.

That's why
we're going back there.

Only this time,
armed and protected.

We'll set these guns at three.

That should knock out
anyone it hits

for at least a few hours.

And what do you intend to do
when we get there?

First, find our scientists

and free them from these things
that've taken over their minds.

And then?

I don't know, we'll just
have to play it by ear.

You said you'd
crashed the barrier.

They must've mended it by now.

How will we get in?

I think that's
where you come in.

Open the gate.
I'm coming in.

That went off alright.

Drive up to the house
as close as you can.

Close the gate.

They're closing the gate.

It's Alan!

It's the creature who's
taken over his body.

They suspect something.

I'll go over and talk to them.

You can't come in.

- You know who I am.
- My orders are to let nobody in.

Stay here.

Lee!

Lee, Farge!

Don't forget these!

Come on.

Farge, hurry UP-

Put on your helmets.

Be ready to run.

Don't you know
where the others are?

Ah, here you are, gentlemen.

It's time we were off.

I think that's the way
to the rocket launching site.

We seem to be ready for takeoff.

Rocket takeoff imminent.

Rocket takeoff
imminent.

Clear the launching area.

Repeat:
Clear the launching area.

Quick! Inside the rocket
before they close the hatch.

Come on, hurry, hurry!

Farge.

This must be the last phase
of their plan.

We've got to keep them
from taking off.

Stay here.

Get down! Quick!

We've gone into hyper-drive.

You mean
we're on our way to the moon?

Come on, Farge.

We've got to break through
up here.

Dr. Temple, come up.

Welcome aboard.

Miss Mason,
nice to have you back.

And a new recruit.

What a pleasant surprise.

It was regrettable
you ever left us.

You didn't expect me
to wait to be killed.

We had no intention
of killing you.

We'd come to a different
decision entirely,

and now we can implement it.

This ship runs automatically.

We'll land on the moon
in exactly three hours.

Nothing you can do
can change that.

And when we land,

you will be taken to the Master.

What master?

The Master of the Moon.

Our great leader,
whose intelligence

planned and directed
this whole project.

He himself will be able
to watch the removal

of that annoying plate

and the occupation
of your brain.

There's knowledge there
that we need.

It's been too long withheld.

Please relax.

Enjoy your remarkable privilege.

A free trip to the moon.

These are three scientists
from Earth

who found their way
onto our rocket.

The girl was formerly one of us.

One of the others is the man
whose mind we could not control.

We will control it.

We have need of it.

- I'll destroy myself first.
- Silence.

Slaves do not speak
without permission

in the presence
of the Master of the Moon.

Farge!

Believe me,
I am not your slave.

If you should conquer and rule
the Earth,

there will always be some
who will fight against you.

Conquer and rule Earth?

Why should we want to do that?

What possible satisfaction
or glory could we find

in ruling a race whose
most intelligent life force

is little more
than primitive savages,

compared with
our vast knowledge?

We come from
a world called Zon,

a planet in a system of
a faint star you call Leporis.

We Zons are the ultimate
evolutionary forms

of the highest life order
in the cosmos.

Once, a million
generations ago,

we too had physical bodies.

But as ages passed, we became
bodiless intelligences.

Pure, mental energy.

Too late,
we realized our doom.

Mental energy alone
could not survive.

In a few generations,

we, the highest life form
in the cosmos,

would cease to exist.

The lower creatures on our
planet built a spaceship

and we went forth to search

for the salvation of our race.

The ship crashed on this moon
of your Earth.

Some of us came to Earth
in meteorites.

We commandeered the brains

of your most
intelligent scientists,

who constructed the ship
which brought you here.

What was the purpose
of the plague?

We needed workers.
Many of them.

We could make people
appear to die,

bring them here,

and revive them to work for us.

Your own government sent
the bodies of plague victims

to the site

for your scientists
to dispose of on the moon.

When the work is ended,

they will be returned unharmed.

What work are you talking about?

To rebuild our ship and
create a launching site for it.

We have travelled
too many light-years

in search of an answer
to our survival.

We have not found it.

We have grown old and weak.

We wish to die
on our own planet.

We do not wish to harm anyone.

Take Dr. Temple
to the operating room.

This body and brain,
these hands

were the property
of a skilled surgeon.

They will have no difficulty
in removing your silver plate

and substituting one
of a less troublesome metal,

so that you can apply
all your abilities

to the furtherance of our work.

Prepare to anesthetize.

Soon you will be one of us.

Ready.

Begin anesthesia.

Come on! Follow me!

All right, get back.

Stop!

Release him
or I'll destroy your leader!

There are too many of us
both here and on Earth.

You will never destroy us all.

We have viewers
which can detect you

and guns which can destroy you

and release the bodies
of the victims.

Then we have lost.

We will die on a strange planet
in a strange galaxy.

It was not necessary
for you to try

to conquer and dominate.

We would've helped you.

All of us.

You need only to have asked.

We need only have asked?

Yes.

But it's still not too late.

Release the body you now hold

as a sign of peace.

I promise you the people
of Earth will help.

Not through force,

but willingly.

Who are you?

Dr. Curtis Temple.

I'm Arnold Gray.