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From the very beginning,

we have wondered how life began,

what our purpose is,
and where we are headed.

We have struggled to understand time,

matter, the infinite universe,

who we are, and if we are alone.

Great minds have imagined
the most wonderful

and the most terrifying answers

to these questions.

We invite you to join us
on this great expedition.

Stitch!

Stitch!

Don't move!

I said don't move!

Put down your weapon!

I said put it down!

I don't speak Iraqi, towel-headI

Drop it

Put it down!

I need to get to my friend.

My friendI

I don't want to shoot you, okay?

You understand me?

Yes.

I don't know.

Whatever that thing is,
the colonel needs to see it,

posthaste.

Where was he?

Thrown about 60 feet
from the wreck, sir.

Found him unconscious.

And his partner?

Can you tell me
what happened, Captain?

They've been like that
since we found them, sir.

Take them both back to H.Q.
and wait for further orders.

Sir.

The impulse towards violence

may be hardwired into our genes,

but so is the dream that
someday we might rise above it.

And there was no sign
of another craft from the wreckage?

- No, sir.
- Then where the hell did it come from?

We're looking into that, General.

And exactly what am I looking at?

We're looking into that, too, sir.

This is a karyotype of a normal human,

showing the 23 pairs
of chromosomes we all have.

Now we took scrapings from what
appears to be the exoskeleton,

and despite its appearance,

it is biologically
identical to humans...

except for one difference.

The 23rd pair of chromosomes is missing.

Please explain, Captain.

It appears to have
no gender, sir, no sex.

Well, how is that possible?

Well, any one of a number
of gender mutations

is possible in nature,
but to have no 23rd chromosome—

I've never seen that.
I doubt anyone has.

Captain, has, um—
has it moved yet?

No, sir.

So do we even know
if it's dead or alive?

It's not dead, Mr. President.

Though it's cold to the touch,
we've detected a pulse.

Then, uh, what is this thing?

By strict definition, it's humanoid.

- "Humanoid"?
- Yes, sir.

Well, where do humanoids
come from, Captain?

Are you going to use the "A" word?

It does pose the puzzling question

of how this thing buzzed
one of our choppers at 400 feet.

I know what it did, Captain.

I'm asking you
where you think it came from.

Not from this neighborhood, sir.

Captain, isn't that, um,
well, a little premature?

I want to make it clear—

we ran a large battery of tests
on the cell samples we took.

This did not react anything like
any known biological organism.

It wouldn't bum.

We even tried irradiating it with PU-239—

weapons-grade plutonium.

It denatured the isotope.

"Denatured"?

It made the plutonium inert.

Whatever this is,

it seems impervious
to most things of this world.

I can't explain that.

Oh, and, uh...

it glows in the dark.

Get me Skynner.

Major Skynner has retired, sir.

We don't even know where he is.

Well, then you find him,
and you un-retire him.

Yes, sir.

I'm not interested.

Excuse me?

I said, "I'm not interested."

You don't even know who I am.

I don't need to.

Those shoes aren't
flip-flops or sneakers,

80 you sure as hell
aren't from around here.

Ergo, I'm not interested.

Well, sir, you certainly
live up to your reputation.

What reputation is that, Lieutenant?

Your formidable deductive reasoning.

How did you know I was a lieutenant?

They wouldn't insult me
sending anyone ranking less.

And anyone ranking higher
would've thought

it was beneath him, or her,
as the case may be,

and I haven't been
called "sir" in two years.

I said I wasn't interested.

They were insistent that I seek you out
and show you this, sir.

Why? What'd they find,
a weather balloon

or some fairy lights stuck in a tree?

If you could rate
the significance of that

on a scale of one to ten,
how would you—

Ten, sir.

- Ten being...
- Little green men.

It's always interesting

what books a person
is drawn to in a collection.

Of all the lieutenants
they could have sent,

why did they send you?

I was selected
by the N.A.S.A. program

to join this inquiry, sir.

So, you're an astrophysicist?

Amongst other things.

I also work for S.E.T.I.

Ah, you're a believer.

I think that it's narrow-minded
to discount the possibility

of life outside of
this solar system, yes...sir.

Mm. So you've decided.

It's hard to ignore
the laws of probability.

Well, except with no evidence,

all you're left with
is your faith in the idea.

"Men are probably
nearer the central truth

in their superstitions
than in their science."

Thoreau.

But when superstitions
become convictions,

that only leads to fanaticism.

And when governments surround
a subject with such secrecy—

Mm.

You know, the one critical piece of logic

that U.F.O. conspiracy freaks
the world over

always neglect to consider?

Man's propensity to make enemies.

Sir?

If we really knew
there were aliens out there,

we wouldn't be keeping it a secret.

We'd be turning them into an enemy
and going to war with them.

The Pentagon would like
nothing better than to have

a whole new frontier to battle with.

I've come to dread
the day they find something.

That was my job, Lieutenant—
to find something.

I'm glad I never did.

Really? So you think that
there's an explanation for all of this?

There always is.

They said that you'd say that, sir.

May I?

Log these notes, please.

Yes, sir.

How long has she been like this?

They found her about six hours ago.

Hmm. And the others?

36 hours.

And nobody's gotten a word
out of any of them?

That's right, sir.

Major. Lieutenant.

Just call me Bert, will ya?

Yes, sir. I thought you might
want to see the patients first.

They're in what's called
a "waking coma"—

non-reactive reflexology
with arresting tremor.

- Common for people suffering—
- Post-traumatic Stress Disorder.

Well, that's the odd thing.

Their E.C.G. and E.E.G. results
suggest the opposite—

an extreme state of relaxation.

They're not traumatized.
They're extremely calm.

It's like they're being held
in a state of bliss.

Held by what?

I'd love to show you.

Have you run an M.R.I.?

Both C.T. and M.R.I. yielded no results.

You mean inconclusive results.

I mean no results.
It gave off no image.

Its cocoon somehow protects it

from any magnetic field or X-rays.

Albert.

Walt.

Strange, isn't it?

You spend your whole career
searching for something,

and it winds up running smack
into one of your choppers.

Except for the fact that
you spent my whole career

looking for something, I'd agree.

It's strange.

So, what do you think?

I'm thinking it's a damn good hoax.

- Oh, come on, Bert.
- I'm thinking, "Where is its craft?"

Why Iraq? Why now?

We're much more
interested in "what" now.

Well, if you think you know
what you got here, General,

what did you bring me for?

I'm not pretending to know
what it is, Major.

We just need to assess its threat.

So far, it's put three people in a coma,

and it hasn't even woken up yet.

For all intents and purposes,
General, they are not in comas,

and they are in
no immediate danger, sir.

Let's just say I need
a bit more convincing

before I let it shake hands
with the President, Lieutenant.

I'd be careful there.
Don't get too close to its eyes.

We believe this is how it stunned them.

I have a theory about skeptics—

deep down inside, they're bigger
believers than the rest of us.

They're just too scared to admit it.

Scared of what?

Of what it would mean to believe.

A few years ago at a family picnic,

my wife fell over
and couldn't get back up.

So I took her to the hospital,
and I found out

she had the beginning
of Creutzfeldt-Jakob disease...

uh, an extremely rare
disease of the brain

where some foreign protein
gets into your body,

and it screws up all your proteins.

And she caught it

from a piece of contaminated
dental equipment

when she was in
for her regular checkup.

How's that for random?

A microscopic spec

on a piece of metal
gave my wife dementia.

So you're right.

I...would be red to believe

there was any greater meaning in that.

But something's keeping you here.

What do you see?

It's communicating.

They're writing the same repeated message

in their own language.

"Hear this, you foolish
and senseless people."

What does that mean, Major?
Hear what?

We have cryptologists
combing through it, sir, but—

What do you think, Bert?
What does it want?

I don't even know what it is,
let alone what it wants.

"Hear this, you foolish
and senseless people"

doesn't sound like
"Glad to meet you."

Do you ever sleep?

Of bizarre phenomena in the skies.

Thousands of sightings
of unidentified objects

dropping from out of the clouds

are rushing in
from around the world,

including sightings in Israel,
Lebanon, Taiwan, Kashmir,

Ireland and Russia.

The soldiers were fighting.

There was gunfire,

and then this thing fell
from the heavens there.

There was a flash,
and I covered my eyes.

When I opened them, everyone
was on the ground unconscious.

U.S. authorities have made

no comment so far about
the nature of the objects...

- When did this start?
- ...or where they are from.

Secretary George Wallace,
head of the National Disaster Agency...

- Skynner?
- ...has issued a public appeal

to stay clear of the fallen objects

until more is known
about the phenomena...

The last thing my wife
ever said to me made no sense.

I thought it was her dementia,
neurons misfiring.

But...she sat right up in the bed,

and she looked like she knew
what she was talking about.

And she said, "They are watching."

This is what they've been
writing for hours.

"We are watching."

What do you think they want?

You're asking me?

I---

I'm fresh out of explanations.

Not everything has an explanation.

I wasn't brought here to have some...

personal experience.

But you're having one.

I think our job as scientists

is to stay open to all possibilities.

Isn't it?

I don't know what they want,

but I'm keeping my eyes open.

Get Skynner.

Hear this,

you foolish and senseless people...

...who have eyes but do not see,

who have ears but do not hear.

You must listen to him.
Seek peace and pursue it.

Nation shall not lift up sword
against nation.

Neither shall they learn war anymore.

Hear this, you foolish
and senseless people,

who have eyes but cannot see...

...who have ears but cannot hear.

You must listen to him.

Seek peace and pursue it.

Nation shall not lift up sword
against nation.

Neither shall they learn war anymore.

That, uh, that last line—
I've heard it somewhere.

Isaiah 2:4.

The Bible.

It's a mishmash of quotes
from the Koran, the Torah,

the gospels of Bhagavad-Gita—

all the major religious works,
from what we can tell.

You're saying this is
a message from God?

It's for you all to draw
your own conclusions.

I'm only relaying the message.

What does that make you, Major—
Moses with the tablets?

Maybe we should look at it this way—

that the creatures are using our beliefs

to communicate with us.

They're giving us back
our own words, so to speak.

"The question is, our words or God's?"

Well, sir, that's a matter
of personal belief.

The quotation does seem
to send the message

that transcends all creeds.

These other ones that have
fallen on the Earth.

What do we know of them?

Well, they seem to be
landing in clusters.

We have reports that they appear
to be physically identical

and use the same tactics to stun people.

As far as we know,
all the coma subjects around the world

gave the same message
at exactly the same time.

What are you saying, Bert?
What can we interpret from this?

Their last quote sums up
their intentions, I think,

rather unequivocally—

"He can destroy you if he wills

"and bring into being a new creation.

That is no difficult thing for him."

Regardless of who or what
sent this message,

if we ignore it,

I think we can safely assume
what the threat is.

Are you seriously suggesting that—

that the world disarm itself?

We are saying that
they are suggesting it, sir.

- Mr. President, may I?
- Certainly.

How do we know this isn't a ploy

to lay down our weapons
before these things attack?

Forget interpreting their words.

Let's look at their actions.
They have invaded us.

There are now thousands
all over the world.

We have a country on Amber Alert,

and you're asking us
to hand them the keys.

Maybe God is asking us
to set things straight.

Maybe he's asking us
to set aside our differences.

Or maybe we're being duped
by a civilization of extraterrestrials.

And what are you suggesting, General?

I'm suggesting we prepare
to defend ourselves.

Against what, exactly?

Why are we assuming that
these things are laying dormant

and not lying in wait?

Their message is anything but peaceful.

Major Skynner, wouldn't you agree?

Major?

I'd have to agree.

Well, then this may be
your first war, General,

where you can be certain
God is not on your side.

Um, excuse me, sirs.

You all need to see this.

What you're watching

is live over Washington.

Eyewitnesses say
the lights you can see

appear from out of nowhere.

It is unclear what they're made of
or what is causing them.

This phenomenon
is apparently occurring

over major cities around the world.

It's confirmed, sir.
They're over all our major cities,

every city in the world.

All TV broadcasts have been interrupted.

We're scrambling aircraft now
to gather telemetry.

Go to maximum force readiness.

Yes, sir.

Patch in all nations
with nuclear capabilities.

Mr. President, you're jumping
to conclusions, sir.

Thanks for your help, Bert.

Lieutenant, we'll take it from here.

Wait a second.
Are you dismissing us?

Sir! Sir, you're making a mistake.

- Lieutenant—
- Yes, sir.

Where's home for you?

Ohio.

You okay?

You know, when I was a little kid...

my dad used to describe God,
and it was...

...80 beautiful.

Maybe God looks better from a distance.

I'm just not ready for this.

I think we all feel that way right now.

I'm sorry if you think I let you down.

I think you let yourself down.

I think you buried your hope
with your wife.

It's— It's not that
I didn't want to believe.

Where are you going?

Skynner!

Okay.

They're shutting down
all our warheads, sir.

What are you talking about?

Somehow, they're disarming
our bombs systematically.

- Systematically?
- State by state, sir.

At the rate they're going,
we have one hour maximum

before all our warheads are down.

The Presidents of Russia
and China are dialed in, sirs.

We've all received the same threat,

and we all face the same dilemma
of losing our defense systems.

According to our calculations,
we have less than 40 minutes

to act before all warheads
are decommissioned worldwide.

Considering this diminishing
window of opportunity,

I propose a temporary suspension
of the guidelines

to all relevant international treaties

so that we may act swiftly
and without encumbrance.

Mr. President, please forgive my interruption.

By "act swiftly,"
what do you mean?

I mean to— to mount an offensive
against these invaders

while we still can.

You mean to attack?

Yeah.

Then we respectfully disagree
with such a move.

"We"?

Russia, China, Pakistan
and North Korea

feel the best action

would be to comply with the demands.

We are asking the United States
and her allies

to join us in a coordinated,
multiphased decommissioning

of all primary weapons
of mass destruction.

This should send a clear message

that we are cooperating
with their demands.

Disarmament would leave
all of us wide open

to attack from these invaders...
or anyone.

What do you hope to gain?

There is nothing to gain,

but a lot to lose if we do not
comply with their demands.

Demands that are unreasonable.

And does God have to be reasonable?

God or no God, we feel
we are left with no other choice.

We have the choice to defend.

You mean to attack.

They're immobilizing our weapons.

This is an invasion, sir.

Mr. President, we don't even know

what these things are made of.

How do you wage an attack
against the unknown?

How do we know what reaction
we may provoke?

So France also would deny our right to—

to protect ourselves
from these invaders?

The way to protect yourself
and the world

would be to cooperate, to disarm.

And if we don't comply?

We could only view your nation

as a threat to the world's safety.

"Threat"?

What are you saying?

If the United States fails to comply,

we will regretfully have

no recourse but to take actions.

"Actions"?

To destroy your weapons.

President Jing,

consider the gravity
of what you are saying.

You are threatening
first strike on America.

We're being threatened with annihilation.

Either you lay down your arms
with the rest of us,

or we will do it for you.

We have ten minutes maximum
before all our weapons go down.

It will take at least three minutes

from the time you give your command
to the time we launch, sir.

We need to commit.

Mr. President, we are quickly
running out of time.

We need to make
a gesture of compliance.

You are leaving me with no choice

but to give the command
to launch on your country.

President Jing, all of you,

I have a duty to my people
to protect them.

I cannot in good conscience do nothing.

I beg you, reconsider your convictions.

I beg you to do the same.

You are putting
the whole world in jeopardy.

Demanding compliance
through force is not diplomacy.

Yet the United States...

...has demanded the compliance
of many countries through force

and called it "diplomacy."

Are you trying to provoke a retaliation?

Of course not.

If they launch, can we intercept?

Yes, sir, but we're limited
to the warheads left.

There is also the issue of fallout, sir.

If we move now,
we still have the capacity

to knock out China and the invaders.

You want to fight a war on two fronts?

Mr. President,

if we're going to commit,
we need to commit entirely.

General, I'm weighing certain destruction

against potential destruction.

Respectfully, sir,
do you want to be remembered

as the president who sat back
and did nothing?

We've got five minutes, sir.

I'm asking all of you for...
for some solidarity.

So are we.

Please! Is there nothing I can say?

Are there no words?

Alert all control systems
to await my command.

Yes, sir.

I'm giving the order to launch.

President Jing, please!

You have brought this upon yourself.

No! Skynner!

Skynner! No!

Oh, Bertie.

Come to me.

Margaret?

Wonderful...

Oh, my darling.

Darling...

I can't hear you.

Skynner! Skynner! Skynner!

Skynner!

Skynner!

It's...

beautiful, Bertie.

They're showing it all to me— everything.

The universe.

Listen.

Can you hear?

That's its sound.

One day, you'll hear it.

One day, they'll all hear it.

They're listening.

They're watching.

Skynner, wake up. Skynner!

Skynner!

I hear it.

I hear it.

Mr. President?

Okay, I'll speak the truth.

I don't trust you.

I don't trust your countries.

I don't understand your cultures.

I'm afraid of you.
That's why we build the bombs.

Right now, you're proving

that all my fears are—
are well-founded.

I tell myself I should have no...

no prejudices, but I do.

We all do.

We are no different from you.

Let them hear it.
Let them all hear it.

We're all the same.

We're all the same

Everything is...connected.

Everything is...

connected.

We all want the same things,

and we're all afraid of losing them.

That's become our commonality.

Fear.

We imagine fearsome gods

and we build fearsome weapons.

We're lost to fear.

- We must...

...stop.

The fear must...

must stop.

I give the order to stand down.

Is anyone listening?

What was that?

I can understand you!

How is this possible?

My God.

We've been given a choice today—

a choice to listen to each other

and hear the heart of humanity.

A choice to change things by ourselves,

for ourselves, in the knowledge
that we are not alone.

Do you think it'll last?

We can live in hope.