All language subtitles for Alien Nation - Millennium (Kenneth Johnson, 1996).english

I've never seen anything
like this on Earth.

When am I going to
see my father again?

Further on.
That way.

It was so incredible. I mean, just-
just to be reunited with him.

And in such an amazing place.
Where's Jennifer?

She's ahead,
just like before...

waiting to guide us
the final distance.

This way, Jason.

This is much more difficult
than last time.

Makes the rewards greater,
Vivien.

Oh, God!
There, did you see it, Vivien?

Some kind of spider thing
as big as my fist.

Now you must keep your mind
focused on the beauty of your goal.

Otherwise
there is danger.

It was huge. I hate bugs.
I don't like this place.

Yes, but to reach your goal,
you must traverse difficulties.

Jason, look!

Wow. Look at this.

Aah! But the insects.

You do want to reach the peace
and fulfillment you are seeking?

Of course, Calaban,
but I just don't know if I can keep going.

Come on, Jason. I mean,
I'm a little scared too, but we can do it.

But last time things
nearly got out of hand.

Yes, and Jennifer brought us
safely through, didn't she?

Yes, but the asteroid we were on then
seemed-seemed safer than this.

- Oh, my God!
- What? What is it?

Oh, look, Jason.
Look where we are this time.

Come this way.

This is
the most wonderful yet.

There's something else. Don't you feel it?

- I heard something.
- There are perils, yes.

Just keep focused
on reaching the summit.

It's so beautiful.

Oh, I can feel
my father here.

Look, Calaban,
it's all so-so gorgeous.

No. No, no, no, no, I-
There's something-

- Oh, my God!
- Jason.

- Oh, my God! Oh, my God!
- No, no, Jason, look this way.

- Look this way. Listen to me!
- Get it off me! Get it off!

- Jason, listen to me!
- Listen to my voice.

- Jason!
- Jason, look this way. Jason, look!

- You must listen to me, Jason.
- You look! Look!

Jason, turn away from it!
Jason, you must turn away!

- Jason, turn away from it!
- Jennifer. Where's Jennifer?

Don't look at it! Jason!

As we look back
from this final week of the 20th century...

on the verge
of the new millennium...

surely the most amazing
experience humanity shared...

was our first view of
the huge Tenctonese spacecraft.

Making a forced landing in California's
Mojave Desert seven years ago...

it brought a quarter million beings,
bred as slaves to labor in any environment.

Stronger than human beings,
with keener senses...

these alien newcomers joined our society,
including the L. A. Police Department.

Welcomed by many, they have also faced
much fear and prejudice from others.

With no way to leave Earth,
the Tenctonese newcomers...

have become the latest immigrants to join
the population of America.

While many misguided people fear we're
somehow facing the end of the world...

the new millennium really
offers a rare opportunity...

to reevaluate
and expand our souls.

The next thousand years
can bring great promise...

to all species.

We must train ourselves
to be like the water...

to flow over and around
the obstacles in our lives.

This is the right path
which we seek.

It will lead to clarity,
inner peace...

and enlightenment.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Buck, orange?

- Sure. Thank you.
- It takes them a while to ripen, Buck.

To eat them too soon
is to invite disappointment.

I know. I-I do wanna learn your way,
Alana-the right path.

Well, patience is hard to master,
but it's the first step.

It's just that-
I don't know.

Most of the time I feel like
I don't belong on this planet.

Oh. We make
our own worlds.

Cultivate patience...

particularly with our human sisters
and brothers.

A desire for enlightenment
isn't confined to Tenctonese souls.

I'll try.
I really wanna get it.

And you will when you control
your yearning.

You'll be surprised to find yourself
at the very center you�re searching for.

Have patience.

Many questions but no answers.

Old Union Station
tomorrow at 3:00.

The end is coming!

- The end is coming!
- Yeah, the end of my patience.

Because of your kind,
filthy slag, the end is coming!

- I've seen the pillar of fire!
- Yeah, I got your pillar of fire.

Well, think about it. Aliens land
just before the millennium, huh?

Yeah. I better go get my burrito
before they suck us through the black hole.

At first
it was bar codes.

- And now everything has turned low-fat!
- Come on. Come on.

And it's all because of them-
them dirty damn slags!

- They're behind it!
- Come on, Mitchell.

I don't understand. Half the world seems
elated about the new millennium...

and others are leaving their family
and quitting their jobs.

And the suicide rate is up. And the
millennium doesn't even get here until 2001!

Hmm?

Well, they're all getting
hysterical a year early.

It's a human thing, George.

Zepeda, we got two more
missing persons!

- And these are not throwaways either.
- Like the others?

Yes. These are people
of consequence, status.

The Times is all over Chief Amburghy,
who's all over me.

- I need some leads.
- I'm working on it, Captain.

Well, use Sikes and
Francisco if you have to.

Oh, Captain...

we're in the middle of a major drug
investigation-that new narcotic, Supernova.

Then do double-duty. I want results now,
not in the next century.

That's only
next Saturday, sir.

Albert, you just get
your own crap together, okay?

- Salsa?
- Damn microwave exploded my burrito.

No, no, it's a new "macrowave."
It's a lot stronger and faster.

It boils coffee in 10 seconds.

Ooh, and it explodes burritos
in 15.

Oh, man. What ever happened
to toaster ovens?

Matt, you're always so impatient
when it comes to new technology.

- Wonderful.
- I like pencils, George.

- Me too, Detective.
- It just takes acclimation.

Now watch how fast
my new mouse tail works.

Just touch the screen
a couple of times and, uh...

- ...viola!
- Viola?

Everybody's in such a hurry. I mean,
things should take their own good time.

Give me your shirt,
and I'll clean out the salsa.

- I'm wearing it, Albert.
- Ah.

I'm telling you, Matt,
Albert could do it.

- It's fun too.
- Sorry. I'm not a space cadet.

But not all of us just
blew in from Androgena.

Andromeda.

You know, most of us
were raised here.

Well, it hasn't helped you pass
the Detective Class Two test.

Hey, let me tell you something.
That stupid test...

was written by a Hispanic, a black
and an Asian, and two of them were women!

A white male like me's
got it stacked against him.

I didn't have any trouble passing it,
and no Tenctonese Americans helped write it.

Tenctonese Amer-
I can't stand it. You know what?

I was pounding these streets
when you were still slaving around Uranus.

What about your case research project?
Have you, uh-

I'm working on it, sir.

Can you work on a jumper
with a hostage?

Anything to get out of here.

He seems a bit testy.

Hey, it's the end
of the world.

Oh, my God,
there's Randy.

He's gone totally Tencton, man.
And he was asking about you.

- Imposs.
- Poss.

Oh, my God. He's looking at us.

He's looking at you, Emily.
And guess what?

He needs a synth player in his band
for his New Millennium's Eve party.

Yeah, it's looking better.

Enhance it here and here.

I want this car to glow.

We've got a spending boom
going with the new millennium...

and I want it so they can't wait
to buy this car.

And we've got a deadline.

Susan, your daughter's on line two.

Okay. Well,
bring it back A. S. A. P.

Hi, Em.

Mom, Kurtz's is having
an end of the millennium sale.

The new Yamaha synth
is half price.

Well, we have a piano, Emily.

The new synth
is so cool, Mom.

It makes you sound
like a professional in no time.

And I can pay for it myself
with my Christmas gift money...

and just
another $52 from you.

I could pay you back.

Em, you're still
paying me back for-

Susan, the Vietnamese clients are here.

- Em, we'll talk about it tonight.
- They've only got one left.

I gotta get it now.
Please?

- They're really anxious, Susan.
- I'm coming.

All right, Emily,
but this is the last loan. Bye.

Yes, yes, yes, yes!
Yes!

Oh, way to go. And you'll have the time
to get the hang of it before Randy's party.

- You'll let him know I'm getting it?
- Yeah. He'll be here in a flash.

Except you shouldn't have
Christmas money...

and we shouldn't be
celebrating Earth holidays.

Oh, grow a brain cell.
You didn't give your money back.

I'm saving it for
a good Tenctonese use.

Come on, Julie.

Why is he so dark and moody?

Alien without a cause.

Official police personnel only.

What do we got here?

Two uniforms.

Get a SWAT team.

Swell.

Just a quick question
before you go in, sir?

All right, we need to keep this area-

Please stop crying.

All right,
what have we got?

A loony.
Sounds like he's flying on Supernova.

Keeps babbling about a big insect
getting him in some kind of alien jungle.

He's probably talking
about L. A.

He's just kidding.
Geez.

- Who's the hostage?
- Office worker.

Said he needed her to exterminate
some giant bug.

When he started raving, somebody called us,
and he grabbed her.

I'm coordinating
for the SWAT team.

I want one across
the alley and one on the roof.

How come
he's giving you orders?

Because I am
the senior officer here.

- A good shot right through here.
- Whoa! Whoa!

You can't come in here!
Get the hell out of here!

- Hey, perfect, perfect.
- Hey!

- Tradesies.
- Hey, you can't take that camera!

- Matt! What are you doing?
- Hey, hey, hey! I never got my burrito...

so let's get this over with
so I can go get lunch.

Please don't struggle!

Hey, hey, hey. KTTV.

How's it going out here?
Tell me what's up.

Come on. Come on. Now's your
chance to tell everybody, huh?

We gotta kill the scorpion.
Exterminate it.

It's huge. Seven feet.
It's after me. Jennifer!

Seven foot scorpion
in the jungle, huh?

- Come on.
- What's going on, man? What? What? What?

- Jennifer!
- Look at that guy up there. He's got-

- Tell me about it.
- We-We were in the jungle, Vivien and me.

You're in the jungle
with, uh, Vivien who?

Fairbanks.
Vivien Fairbanks.

- Vivien Fairbanks. Uh, are you-
Is this Vivien Fairbanks? - No, no!

- Please! Make him stop!
- Shh. Shh. Shh.

Shh. Shh. Shh.

Shut up!

- I need her to kill the scorpion.
- No. Please. No!

Exterminate it.

Jennifer will come and save me.

- Please. Please!
- Stay back!

Just trying to get a better shot.

Uh, so who's, uh-
who's Jennifer?

Gotta get away.
I've gotta get out of this jungle...

off this alien planet.

Jennifer-

Take her! Take her!

Guys, I could use a little help!

- Matt!
- Let me go! Let me go!

It's all right. I've got you.

- Stay back. Stay back.
- Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

And the alien scorpion-

it's coming back.

It'll get you too.

It's coming for you.

For you.

But in addition to celebration, unrest
is also increasing around the world...

concerning the end
of the millennium.

Word comes from India
that another entire village in Rajasthan...

has committed mass suicide by immolation.

We never should have let Jason
out of our sight to begin with.

- You saw how crazy he was, running through
traffic and... - All right. Where is he now?

He's at County S. C. They put him on a suicide
watch. I couldn't get anywhere near him.

Well, they're just
gonna think he's nuts.

What if they do learn something, Calaban?
Vincent is already dead.

Now you see how dangerous the portal is.
This is not how I thought it was going to be.

We should stop now.
We shouldn't get in any deeper.

Marina, Jason was just a loose socket
we never should have taken in to begin with.

We've been able to walk the line
with everybody else, haven't we?

Come on. We are this close
to cashing in big.

I mean, I got a whole bunch of new e-mails
today. People want what we've got.

And this operation
is just the beginning.

Relax. It'll be okay.
Nothing else bad is gonna happen.

- See, Dad? It sounds like a whole group.
- Far cool.

Maybe we should sell
the piano to pay for it.

- George, I need to talk to you.
- All right.

George!

Have you seen this synth?
It's really quite something.

Have you seen this?

- Oh, it's the Visa bill.
- More like the national debt.

Well, Susan, I work very hard. I don't think
it's inappropriate for me to have a few minor-

This isn't minor, George.
You see something you want, you buy.

And half the time-I mean, how often
have you actually used that trampoline?

Well, I was going to...
tonight.

Oh, spare me!

You know what it is, George?
You've got P. S. M.

No, no, no, no, Susan.
You mean P. M. S. And males don't have that.

P. S. M.
Post Slave Mentality.

You're constantly trying to make up
for all those years when we had nothing.

Johnnie Cochran just did
a whole week of shows on it.

You just don't think I have
as much right to buy things...

because you make more money than I do.

I accept my financial responsibility
as head of this household.

I'm just concerned how your behavior
is affecting Buck and Emily.

I mean, she had to
have that synth, George.

I don't want her starting off
the new millennium with this attitude.

Well, I didn't buy it for her.

No. She used her own money.

Mostly.

- All right. I folded.
- Aha!

And I shouldn't have. But I told her
it was the absolute last time.

I thought the iguana was.

Well, this is the last time,
George.

- What about Buck? Buck isn't like that.
- He's overreacting the other way.

He's so turned off by our materialism
that he's headed for the priesthood.

He's just studying at the shrine.
I think it's good for him.

Yeah. Or maybe it's the latest in his string
of confused, antisocial behavior.

First there was that street gang,
then not fitting in at school.

He's so brooding
and troubled, George.

And a lot of it's a reaction to us.

We're gonna have to start
setting a better example.

- Hey, Bucko.
- I think you dropped this.

- Oh, thanks. I wouldn't want to lose it.
- No. I'm sure you wouldn't.

Uh, hey, Buck. How about a little bounce
on the old trampoline tonight?

No thanks, Daddo.

- Hey, switch on the tube.
- And good evening to you too.

Oh, hi, sweetie.

Let me save this.

That new show just started,
My Brother the Alien.

Oh, I don't know. It seems like they're just
promoting racial stereotypes again.

Oh, no, no, no.
That guy, Felix Navidad, he's funny.

Remember? We saw him on Letterman.
Serious retro.

Of course the name Ruby Begonia
means something to me.

Yeah, she's my mother.
She still lives on Tencton.

I just flew in from Tencton.
And, boy-

are my arms tired!

I had a very small hotel room
while I was there.

I had a very small hotel room
while I was there.

How small was it?

It was so small, I stuck the key
in the door, I broke the window.

The remainder of
My Brother the Alien will not be seen...

because our instant national Nielsen ratings
indicate low viewer interest.

Stay tuned for the Fox
Network news team...

and a special look back at the
incredible events of the 20th century...

and the last thousand years
with Fox senior news anchors...

George Stephanopoulos
and Tori Spelling.

Just what I've been waiting for.

Oh, I thought the Navidad show
was kind of funny.

They should have given it a chance,
at least till the first commercial!

I don't really have time anyway.
I have to enter all this research data.

You ought to give yourself
a break once in awhile.

I know what kind of break
you're talking about.

No. No. I mean, you know, I thought
you were gonna slow down a little bit.

Take some time, work in the garden
that Albert started for you.

I want to.
But I just don't have the time.

Actually, this thing is saving me some time.

This Term Writer program-
It's for writing term papers, you know.

But I've been using it
for my clinical research.

I just punch in the key questions,
give it a writing example...

and it organizes and even
writes a sample draft.

Get out of here!
It really writes it for you?

- Yeah.
- Huh!

So, did you really fall off
a building today?

Anxious to get back to you
and away from Mr. Detective Two.

Well, if you�d finish your case project,
then you'd be a Detective Two too.

"Two too?"

I'd like to see what
you look like in a tutu.

So tell me, who was he?
End of the worlder? Druggie? Supernova?

No. This guy seemed different.

The cop shrink said he'd
never seen anything like it.

Hey, you think you�d have time
to take a look at him?

Well, I always like to help.

Well, I can use
all the help I can get.

There's only one
Vivien Fairbanks in the book.

She wasn't at home.
I thought we'd check her office.

Natch, find out what she can
tell us about jumper Jason.

Sure sounded like he was
juiced on Supernova.

He tested clean.

I'm telling you, George,
he'd been doing something.

Supernova's spreading faster
than crack ever did.

Hey, what do you think about
me doing my case paper on Supernova?

- Yeah, sure. Whatever.
- Something bothering you?

Matt, you don't think
Buck is troubled, do you?

Buck? Oh, no. No.

He's-He's always so charming, welcoming,
so nice to me. Never off center or-

Why do I ask you
these questions?

One-Adam-30. Possible 459
at the Shrine of Tencton.

- 54 East Central.
- Oh, no. Theft at the shrine.

Hey, what are you doing?

The shrine is very important to my people,
Matthew. Good humor me, all right?

One-William-152.
We'll check out that shrine call.

Any information
on what was stolen?

- Copy, 52. Something called a portal.
- Somebody stole the door?

- What's the big deal?
- No, no, no, Matt. Not a door. A portal.

Do you remember that strange case
we had three years ago?

When we found that body that was charred
but only on one side?

Oh, yeah. Charcoal Charlie.

Uh, because of that
Tenctonese box thingy.

You opened it wrong,
you got majorly fried.

That ancient relic
is cal led a portal.

Do you remember when
the elder opened it properly?

I'll never forget.

There is only one way
between the clear eye...

and pure heart.

Tencton.

It's like we were standing
right on that alien... planet.

What?

Didn't that Jason guy say
something about an alien planet?

She's in the gazebo.

Alana? I'm Detective Francisco.

Oh. Buck's father.
Of course.

Hmm.

English, guys.
You reported a theft?

Yes. You recall we had
a fire two months ago.

Arson. Half the shrine was burned.
Purists were suspected.

And so far no leads.
I remember. Didn't somebody die?

Yes. Vincent Van Gogh,
an elder.

- So it was a murder charge?
- Yes.

And now there are
rumors that our portal...

which we'd believed lost in the fire,
was actually stolen.

- Who had access to the portal?
- Oh, only our most advanced students...

could use the portal under careful
supervision as an aid to enlightenment.

But anyone
could have stolen it.

I know that Buck was anxious to reach
that advanced level and use the portal...

but is that what you
meant by his impatience?

Buck is still quite uncertain
of his place in this world.

He's struggling to find
his center.

The young often have difficulty
with the slow journey to enlightenment.

My own daughter
is like Buck...

eager to use the portal.

Buck was greatly disappointed
that it was lost in the fire...

before he could
graduate to it.

But now we've heard it's in the hands
of an underground cult.

- Sacrilege.
- Oh, it's worse.

Anyone seeking a quick path
to enlightenment is in grave danger.

Yeah. We saw a few extra crispy
corpses three years ago.

- Matt.
- What?

Properly used, the portal gives a glorious,
mind-expanding experience.

But seekers must be
carefully schooled first...

because there's a-
there's a powerful dark side.

Sounds like a hallucinogen.

Well, there are similarities.

It generates an energy field that creates
a virtual world around the group of users.

But the subconscious
of each person...

makes the experience slightly
different for each of them.

So you bring your own angels...
or demons.

Yes. That's why proper guidance
is essential.

The mental stability
of each user is critical.

Like L. S. D., the baggage you bring affects
your trip. Bad vibes equal bad trip?

Potentially very bad.

- Marina.
- Come in.

- Oh, it's so good to see you.
- You too.

Mr. Norton.
Yes, please come in.

- Uh, I'm sorry.
- I'm afraid this is a private gathering.

I was invited, I think.

I'm sorry.
I'll have to ask you to leave.

Please. I've been studying at the shrine.
But I haven't-

But you haven't found
what you were seeking.

It's all right, Marina.
Buck, isn't it?

Yes. Who are you?

I am called Jennifer.
Are you a true seeker?

Then please, come in.

It's so amazing. I mean, I just can't-
I can't believe how she's opened up my mind.

Jennifer's astonishing. And the way
she uses the portal-God, it's brilliant.

Do you know I saw my father?
I actually talked to him.

- You did? Really?
- Mm-hmm.

- Oh, Jennifer.
- Vivien. Marvin Bigelow, correct?

Yes, yes. And here. I have no cash,
but I brought the pink slip from my car.

Unnecessary.
Rebecca, is your arm well? Good.

- Will. Susan.
- Hello.

- Frank Norton?
- Yes, ma'am.

- Welcome, Frank.
- I can't-I can't wait.

And welcome all!

The mind's eye-infinite, unlimited.

Once it is truly opened...

a new consciousness.

The road to enlightenment
and peace is alluring, isn't it?

- Yes.
- But filled with false paths.

So many have sought
incorrectly.

Like the old phrase:
"They've been there, done that."

The path I offer
is refreshing and simple.

It's available to all of us...

not just a few venerable elders
who've monopolized it...

for their own personal journeys.

While I respect them,
they have been too conservative.

When the portal found
its way into my hands...

I realized
it was destiny at work.

For the powers of the portal
should be used by all of us...

who want emotional fulfillment
and spiritual enlightenment now.

Yes.

We must be careful, however,
to admit among us only true seekers.

We must guard
our community's integrity.

Any who betrays the confidence
will not be allowed to rejoin us.

It's appropriate that we gather
in an abandoned terminal.

Some of you have already begun
your journeys within the portal.

You've tasted its magic,
seen remarkable new vistas...

communed with lost loved ones.

- Isn't the portal splendid?
- Yes! Yes!

- Doesn't it fill you with new hope?
- Yes! Yes!

But it can also be dangerous.
You must clear yourself of fear and desire.

Evaporate your demons
in the sunlight.

For when used properly,
the portal will open...

...the mind's eye-infinite, unlimited.

Once it is truly opened,
a new consciousness.

Calaban, you wish to speak.

Yes. I must draw the seekers'
attention to the practical.

Jennifer won�t tell you how
she's been paying for the location...

and the powering of the portal
from her own dwindling funds.

No. Calaban, please.
It's not important-

Someone must protect you
from yourself, Jennifer.

New contributions
are necessary.

Oh, yes. By all means.

Except for those new seekers who have not
yet experienced the portal. Please, Calaban.

Very well.
Call my Optinet address for the location.

Then all here present may
join us to enter another world.

We meet at dawn tomorrow.

No. No. We still haven't heard from Vivien.
Yeah, it's over a week now.

Oh, God. It's such a shame.

Until recently, Miss Fairbanks was an ideal
junior partner here. Until her father died.

That was two months ago.
It was quite hard on her.

Her work suffered.
She withdrew from, well, many friendships.

She became absentminded.

- Spacey?
- He means like drugs.

Thank you for translating, sir.

No wonder Buck's all screwed up.

Drugs had occurred to some of us.
But I have no proof. Do you?

No, not yet. Did she ever mention
a man named Jason Webster?

No. And I asked the others.
But, uh, her secretary did tell me...

that Vivien had begun selling off
some expensive personal items.

Supporting a habit.

Supernova or portal habit?

- Buck is not all screwed up.
- Hey, whatever you say, Admiral.

The mind's eye-
infinite, unlimited.

Once it is truly opened,
a new consciousness.

- Cool. Really cool, Em.
- Yeah, Em. Really cool.

Buck, right?

Must be having a bad day
for a change.

I've got an older sister
who always acts like a jerk.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait! I'm just learning.

Maybe you could teach me.

I'd like that.

Em, I'm having a party
on the 31st.

You wouldn't want to play synth
with my group, would you?

Sure!

Great! Wait till you hear how it sounds
when we get our midi chips connected.

- Our what?
- Our midis.

Right here you
got a connector that-

Oh. Didn't you get
the midi chip option?

- I'm... going to.
- Perfect.

Then we can make some
amazing music together.

Zepeda, did you get those similars yet?
I want to-

Did somebody
step in something?

Oh, it's probably
this manure, sir.

Albert, when I told you to get your crap
together, I didn't mean literally.

Oh, no, sir. This is for Cathy's garden.
It's my own special blend.

Would you like some, sir?

I'm up to my eyeballs in it. No.

Uh, why don't you put it in Sikes's locker.
It'll feel right at home.

- Uh, Zepeda!
- Just a moment, Captain.

- Put what in my locker?
- This manure, Detective.

Ooh! Albert, you shouldn't have.

Oh, I didn't.
It's, uh, from a cow.

Get... it... out of here.

- It's for Cathy's garden.
- She'll be thrilled.

Sikes, KTTV says we owe them
$60,000 for a Minicam?

Oh, that's too much.
It was used.

What you running, George?

Checking recent classified ads
for Vivien Fairbanks's connection...

at the speed
of a thousand megahertz.

I love this machine.

What I would love are
some meaningful similars.

Okay, here's the skinny.
Like Jason Webster and Vivien Fairbanks...

they're mostly human
with a whole lot of money.

Now, reports say some of them are a little
spooked by the year 2000 coming.

Webster's wife and daughter, they were
killed by a drunk driver last month.

A lot of them have lost
a loved one or a job recently.

Probably a very
vulnerable mind-set.

- That's all you've got?
- I thought it was pretty good.

Ah! Well, this might help.
Vivien Fairbanks's car for sale.

Let's make an offer.

Sure. I'd be happy to work
for the extra $40.

Good. Then you could buy
that midi chip.

Well, I could help
with the ironing.

That'd be fine. You know,
Buck shouldn't have to do it all anyway.

- I'll start tomorrow.
- Great.

But can I have the $40 today?

Emily, you still owe me for
the synth and the iguana.

Mom, that'll take forever!

Well, you'll appreciate your midi chip more.

- I'll appreciate it. I promise!
- Emily, no!

- You're police.
- Yeah.

There's always a cop around
when you don't need one, huh?

Do you know a man
named Jason Webster?

I'd say that's a big 10-4.

- When did you last see him?
- Jason. Um-

I- I can't remember.
I'm sorry. I really have to go.

Hey, hey, hey! We haven't even
made an offer on your car yet.

Why are you selling it? To buy some thrills?
Maybe some Supernova or a portal?

A what?

Either way, it'll turn
your brain inside out.

You ought to see your pal Jason.
He's a walking turnip.

A lot of people looking for quick thrills
are ending up dead.

Look, I wouldn't touch Supernova.

And I-I don't know what you're
talking about. I have nothing else to say.

Well, that's fine.
Because you have the right to remain silent.

No. What are you doing?

Arresting you on suspicion of
trafficking in pseudo narcotics.

- That's ridiculous.
- Yeah, maybe.

But we also got you on six delinquent
parking tickets. Busted, Viv.

Sunrise is in 20 minutes.

Jennifer wants to
get started before dawn.

All right. Well, let's get started then.
I think everyone's here.

Sorry I'm late.
The Metrorail tunnel caved in again.

- You're just in time.
- Oh, here. I know it's not much...

but I wouldn't feel right if
I didn't contribute something.

I'll be getting
some more money tomorrow.

Oh. Jennifer will be touched.

It's not the amount.
It's the idea.

A few poor ones like him keep the others
from being suspicious.

- Jennifer is so amazing.
- Something wrong, Buck?

Why is it mostly humans?

Perhaps because our people are jaded by
the exotic worlds they've actually walked on.

Or maybe they've become too anxious to
blend in here, forsaking the old pathways.

I'm hoping that enlightened
Tenctonese seekers like yourself...

will help spread the good word
among our people.

- Oh, I'd like to. Oh, very much.
- Excellent.

- Thank you. Thank you for your sacrifice.
- Thank you.

Thank you. Oh, thank you.

It was long believed that the portal could
not be used without years of preparation.

But times have changed. This planet
and its people urgently need help.

The portal opens new realms
of consciousness...

lets us touch deeply
the memories of lost loved ones...

and will bring its glorious light
into your life now.

Purify your thoughts, cleanse your hearts,
beware of temptations...

and trust that I will lead you
from harm's way.

Calaban?

There is only one way-

Between the clear eye
and the pure heart.

Follow me.

Follow Jennifer.

Mr. Bigelow?

Oh.

Buck?

Sweet Jesus, Mary and Joseph!

Just ahead you will find the light
and the loved ones that you seek.

But beware temptations.

- Margaret? Margaret, oh, my God!
- What?

- I don't see anything.
- It's my daughter.

- No. It is not safe here.
- Cindy.

- I do see her. Margaret.
- I see my daughter!

- What?
- I see Cindy, my daughter! Cindy!

I don't see anything!

- Cindy.
- Frank, not here. Not yet.

This way, my friends. Fear not.

Brother Bigelow is not lost.
We will find him on a higher plane.

Come. Come, Buck.

I'll show you the way.
It's beautiful.

The stock market's up
a hundred points...

but the closer we get to the damned
millennium, the more of these we pile up.

If people aren't elated or having some
religious epiphany, they're totally spooked!

Hey, Frank Norton
fits the missing pattern.

Look. He had some money,
recent death of child. Vulnerable.

My ultra-compuscan shows that
a lot of the missing persons...

sold off their wealth
before disappearing.

Just like Vivien Fairbanks.
Somebody's preying on them, George.

Sikes. Okay, thanks.

Speaking of, Vivien paid her tickets.
We gotta let her go.

At least we bought time
to set up surveillance on her.

I'll let them know she's leaving.

- What did you do with his body?
- I took care of it. Don't worry.

- Calaban-
- Bigelow is history. Don't worry.

- Jennifer saw police at the shrine.
- Oh.

- Will you listen to me?
- No. You listen.

Do you want to keep living
in this slag town hovel? Do you?

No.

But this is not what we set out to do.

You said we were
going to help people.

But we are giving them what they want.
You saw their faces.

And we are making
so much money.

But Vincent died in that fire
that you started. And now Bigelow.

We are responsible, Calaban. What do you
think? That the police are gonna just stop?

We're in trouble,
and it's only getting worse!

Calm yourself, Marina.

Ah.
There's no substitute for quality.

And finally being
able to afford it.

I'm sorry about Mr. Bigelow...

but we stand to realize a huge profit
and help a lot of people.

Not if we�re in jail.

I've done some research. There's a simple
way to cover our tracks completely.

Just bring me this woman.
Everything will be fine.

Susan, have you done something
different with your spots?

I went to a U. V. salon today.

I wanted to look good for the
new millennium. I couldn't wait for summer.

- Very nice.
- I have to wait for what I want.

- That's very different, Em.
- But it's true, Mom.

Look at those ads you do.
"Buy it now." "Get it today."

Those ads are designed for people
who have the money to pay for things.

Or credit cards they can use.

- How about I get a credit card?
- No!

Emily, I've only purchased things
that this family needs.

I don't get much use out of
that electric golf ball washer.

Could we please just
eat our tripe in peace?

Hey, family of mine.
Sorry, but Alana kept us late at the shrine.

Let me wash up.
Be right there.

"Family of mine"?

Oh, Buck. See?
I haven't gone completely human.

Yeah, Dad. It looks good. You know,
but ties are okay, too, when you need them.

Oh. Well, look,
I know you're not much on trampolines...

but what do you say you and I go off
and play a little Bull worf together?

- You know, build up our elbows a little bit.
- Oh, no, Dad.

I gotta study for the shrine.
But soon, huh?

All right.

- Everything all right, Buck?
- Oh, yeah, Dad. It's tremendous!

- Well, you seem much more-
- I am. I am.

Everything's good. Everything's good.

Oh. Because of the shrine?

Yeah, the shrine.
I mean, it makes me feel so-

I don't know-centered.
Centered. Wow.

Are you using
my Term Writer disk?

Oh, yeah. I'm, uh, using it to organize
some stuff on my Detective Two paper.

I thought that report was supposed
to be more like a test. Is this fair?

Well, Grazer has been
working my ass off.

I gotta get it done before New Year's
to get the better benefits.

I'm just doing it for our future.

So, did you have any, uh, ideas about
what could have happened to that Jason guy?

Oh, it's the strangest neural phenomenon
I have ever seen.

I think I'm going to use a drug hypnosis
therapy with him.

Good. Good. Thanks. Oh, and Albert
wants to know how you like his manure.

Oh, my garden's gone all weedy.
I just can't find the time.

Somebody else will have to grow
the flowers, and I'll buy them.

Or somebody can buy them for me.

Oh.

- Don't stay up too late.
- Mm-mmm.

You better find God before he finds you!

The end is coming
in a day or two!

You better find God
before he finds you!

The end is coming
in a day or two!

You better find God
before he finds you!

The end is coming
in a day or two!

- Miss Wanakraker?
- Yes. Who are you? What-What the-

Your Detective Two case project?

Yeah, and it's all spelled right too.

How did you manage this
with your workload out there?

Hey, Bry,
I'm a "multi-fauceted" talent.

Uh, Captain, Cathy has
Jason Webster under hypnosis.

She's made progress.

Okay, Jason.
We're gonna go through this again.

Now tell me about
your wife and daughter.

I miss them terribly.

- And what did you do?
- Nothing.

For a long time,
I-I was too depressed.

Kept looking for something
to fill the void-

drink, drugs.

- Bingo. Supernova.
- No.

What did you find, Jason?

Jennifer.

- J-Jennifer who?
- He doesn't know a last name.

What did you give her people?

Not much. A little money.

- How much money?
- About 18,000.

And what did Jennifer do?

She took me to other worlds.

- How did you get there?
- I went through the portal.

- What were these worlds like?
- Amazing.

Alien.

What did she promise you?

Peace. Enlightenment.

April.

April is his late wife.

Did you see April, Jason?

Yes. Jennifer took me to her...

and to Millie...

my daughter.

I talked with them.

We were all so happy.

Alien worlds?

Can you tell us
about those worlds, Jason?

Each one was better...

but more dangerous.

Much more.

I want you to stay relaxed.

Just describe
the dangers to me.

Jungle plants with...

tendrils that-that-that
wrapped around me...

pulling me toward
the giant scorpion.

- I can't.
- Stay calm.

Now tell me,
if there were such dangers...

why did you all go?

Because it was like
nothing I'd ever seen.

Unearthly beauty.

And my family.

Ask him where the portal is.

Can you tell us, Jason,
where the portal is?

It's different each time.

- How did you find it?
- On the highway.

- What?
- E-mail.

Information highway.
Optinet?

E- mail Calaban...

to meet.

Yes. I've been on hold
for five minutes.

Sure. My father bought me
a late Christmas present today on his Visa.

A Promethium 360.
Never been opened.

Look, I really need the cash,
so can I return it?

No, a check is cool.
Sure. No-No-No-No problem.

I'll be there in a half hour.
Great.

It's really been awful.
Since my partner died, I-

Nothing seems important.

I started drinking, let the business
just slip away.

Now the whole millennium coming to an end-
I just-Nothing seems to matter.

We've seen so many like you.

We were more than partners.
We'd always been closer than brothers.

A friend of a friend-
Vivien somebody-

kept after me about this Jennifer person-
she could help.

I don't see how she could, really.

Oh, you'd be surprised.

I need something.

George! George!

I thought you might like
a little backup.

There was nobody else available.

Have you found
the porthole thingy?

Yes. It's inside.
Matt's with it. See?

There is only one way-

between the clear eye and the pure heart.

Let's get in there.

Well, come on.

Come on, George. Let's go!

Great!

Way to go, guys.

- We're inside the portal.
- Unbelievable.

The alien jungle where Jason saw
the... giant scorpion.

And the plant with the-
the tendrils that... grab-

Sikes! Oh, my God!

George, help me! Help me!

- No! No!
- No, Sikes!

Sikes! No! No!

Well, that about does it for me.

No!

Run, Captain.

We've got to get
out of the portal perimeter.

Come on.

- Come on! Hurry up!
- I'm hurrying!

Go!

They must've turned off the portal.

Duh, George.

Whoa.

Get down! Get down!

He's got a gun!

You okay?

Okay. Checking the Optinet...

I found several
of the missing persons...

had connected with
interactive support groups...

for death in the family, et cetera.

And the last connections they made
were to Calaban's e-mail address.

Roger that. We're sniffing them out.

Wait till I tell you about
the "E" ticket ride we just took.

The end is coming!
The end is near!

Tell Buck we�ve missed him
the last few days.

Buck hasn't been here?

No. No.

Alana, we've recorded something
on our video surveillance.

I'd like to see if you
could identify these people.

All right.

Uh, ma'am, this, uh-
this portal thing-

It's a spiritual tool.

It creates artificial worlds
through which our seekers will journey.

A master guides them,
suggesting what they'll see.

So, if we all expect to see
giant scorpions...

or plants with tentacles,
we'll see them?

Yes. And just as you can't be
a black belt...

the first time you try karate...

or play Carnegie Hall
without practicing...

there's no quick path
for the seeker.

That's why they must be
carefully schooled before entering.

Their own subconscious minds
can make the portal visions dangerous.

- Could it drive somebody wacko?
- It's very likely.

- Jason.
- Gets my vote.

These Newcomers-

Oh, that's Calaban Smith
and Marina del Rey.

- How do you know them?
- Well, they were students here.

But they grew impatient
with our poverty and left the order.

- Know where we can find them?
- No. But Jennifer might.

- Jennifer?
- My daughter.

Oh.

She's in trouble too.

Alana said Buck hadn't been
at the shrine in several days.

I've been trying
to reach you, George.

I was in his room after
you left this morning.

He hadn't slept in his bed.

- And he's taken some of his clothes.
- To where?

Can you call the precinct?
I don't know.

- Talk to some of the guys, get them to look-
- Of course.

Yeah, yeah.
Jennifer moved in here...

after the fire
at that shrine place.

But she left a few days ago.

Said I could have it all,
not that any of it's worth a damn.

- She said you could have it all?
- She wouldn't need it.

She was moving
to a higher plane...

because the end was coming,
and it would all be over.

- Stupid slag.
- Watch your language, lady.

Don't you just love all this
end-of-the-world crap?

Hey, George, look at this.

Jennifer just had a dental checkup.

Dr. Al Fresco.

Now, why would anyone go
to the dentist for a checkup-

If they thought that two days later
the world was going to end?

- Wouldn't be my first choice.
- Let's put out an A. P. B.

For Buck too.

Nothing on Jennifer yet or Buck.

- Oh. Any new missings?
- A Newcomer. Polly Wanakraker.

I know.

Boy, I guess the boys down at Immigration
really got their kicks naming you all.

Just remember what "Sikes" means
in our language, huh?

- Yeah. Excrement in cranium, isn't it?
- All right. All right.

Anyways, there's no real similars
with Wanakraker.

I mean, not a lot of money
like the others, no deaths in the family.

But I'm still working on it.

See if she e-mailed Calaban
or has any connection to Jennifer.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

He's come to lead us into the year 2000.

- Claims he's the Antichrist.
- No. Here he comes.

Captain, do you want me
to massage your thigh again, sir?

Uh, later, Albert.
Physical therapy.

I strained it in the portal.

Uh, very nice job, Sikes.
Excellent report.

I'm recommending you
for Detective Two.

Attaboy!

Would you come into my office
for a minute, Matt?

"Matt"?

- Wasn't that jungle incredible?
- Yeah.

You can see how people would be dazzled
by those alien visions...

since we've never been to other planets
like slag-Newcomers.

- Yeah, that's what we figure.
- They would just want to keep moving...

from one thrill to the next.

Yeah. We're, uh, worried
that the portal could be majorly addictive.

But it could also have some
very exciting possibilities.

- What are you talking about?
- I'm talking about being creative...

with the Newcomer technology.

- Uh, but safely, of course.
- Creative?

Matt, the portal could be
bigger than Star Tours at Disneyland.

You want to use the portal
for joyrides?

Listen.
The portal technology is new.

- There are no patents.
- Yeah, but-

The damn government has already
taken advantage of Newcomer technology.

Why not us?

I've put out
very confidential feelers.

My cousin Rosa's husband, Phil...

he's got some connections with R & D
geniuses up in the Silicon Valley.

They're very excited, Matt.

Well, that's just swell, Bry...

but why are you
telling me all this?

Because I know that eventually
you're going to find that portal.

- Ah, now wait a minute!
- Hey, look. I'm not stupid.

I know you can't stand me. But I'm not
asking you to go pick out curtains.

All we've gotta do is grab the box
for a couple of days...

and we could both
be very rich...

very quickly.

Your brush with the authorities
was unfortunate.

We could've spread our net wider here
in L. A. before moving on to San Francisco.

But under the circumstances,
we should probably...

have only one final gathering before-

One more? I can't believe
we haven't already left.

How could you let the police
get that close?

We've got to get away,
Jennifer, tonight!

Marina, I once had an old sweater
that kept coming unraveled.

I finally threw it away.

How is Miss Wanakraker?

I'm monitoring the Tencto flow carefully,
keeping her healthy, like you said.

Why do you need her?

Yeah. You want to tell us
about this clean getaway?

I'm going to send the police
a full confession...

stating that you two were merely
mesmerized pawns like the others...

who had no idea
that their actions were illegal.

I will take sole responsibility...

for the deaths
of Vincent the elder and Bigelow...

and I will suffer no retribution.

How is that possible?

Because I will be dead.

And now I think it's time
I mingled with my flock.

More are coming here every day
to live full-time.

As long as the majority of them
bring money.

- Jennifer.
- Oh, Jennifer!

There she is.

They used to spit on me, you know?
The humans.

I can still feel it in my eyes,
taste it in my mouth.

Life was harsh
aboard the slave ship...

but coming here
was a terrible betrayal.

They held out the promise
of freedom.

And then they killed
my father...

- and so many others-
- Good evenin'!

because we weren't human.

They hurled vile epithets
at my mother and me.

"Filthy slags."

She bore it stoically, ever the determined
peacemaker, ever the slave.

She didn't fight back
when they spat on me-

the humans.

Now look at them.

Hmm.

Just imagine when millions
are under the same spell.

Do you want me to separate out
the Tenctonese among them?

No.

They say to make an omelet,
you must break a few eggs.

There are not enough
Tenctonese here to matter.

And the semblance
of community fosters trust.

I think they would follow you
off the edge of the earth.

Is that truly so?

Didn't I tell you?

That midi is-

Yeah. It does sound cool.

Thanks.

Play that last part again.

You loaned her more money?

No. I don't know
where she came up with it.

But she had to have
that thing now.

- I wonder where she got that idea from.
- Oh, I can't imagine.

Okay. Okay. It's me too.

And we're snapping
at each other because-

Because of Buck.

Where is he, Susan?

Oh. The bank called today.

The card is maxed out.
How did it ever get that high?

What, the Visa?

I have the bill at the office.
I'll check it tomorrow.

How did he get
so strange and aloof?

Where did we go wrong?

George, I don't know if Buck will ever
feel comfortable on this planet.

This family.

Nickel?

- Hmm?
- For your thoughts.

Oh, no. It's a penny.

Inflation.

You're worried about George?

And Buck, yeah.

I was looking around this place,
and I was thinking...

how nice it'd be
to live someplace else.

But I like this building.

Yeah, but it's definitely
low-rent city.

No. I mean someplace really-You know,
with a pool, maybe, a tennis court.

Would you make that much
more as a Detective Two?

No. But Grazer pulled me
into his office today.

He wants to cut me in
on a business deal.

But I thought he disliked you.

- Yeah, but he thinks I can help him.
- Do what?

He wants to set up
sort of an amusement park.

I know.
That was my reaction at first too.

But this thing could make
a lot of money in a big hurry.

But what does Grazer know
about amusement parks?

Well, he's got this idea to use
the technology of the portal-

To what?

Well, I know
it sounds kind of funky.

But the thing isn't patented,
so it wouldn't be illegal.

But it belongs to the Newcomer
religious community.

Well, we just copy it
and then give it back.

See, Grazer knows these Silicon Valley
eggheads who are very interested in it.

Matt, I-I-I can't believe you're even
considering something like this.

Have you ever been
inside a portal?

It's fantastic, Cath.
It-It-

Bryan was-
Grazer was right...

when he said that humans would pay
a fortune to get just a glimpse of this.

Stop. I don't want to hear
any more of this.

The portal is supposed to be used
in profoundly spiritual ways.

It has a deep religious
significance to my people.

Well, we wouldn't mess
with any of that stuff. We'd just-

Just trivialize Newcomer religious practices
so you can make a buck!

- Cathy-
- I've got an idea.

You want an amusement park?

How about... God land?

- Cathy-
- No, no. Think of the possibilities.

You could have
the Haunted Cathedral.

And you could have all of the snack stands
serve wine and communion wafers.

- All right. All right.
- Ooh, I've got it! I've got it!

Archbishops of the Caribbean.

Oh, and you could have the Father,
Son and Holy Ghoster roller coaster!

Cathy, that's not funny.

Isn't it?

We really do come
from different worlds.

Marvin Bigelow.
He's the latest reported missing.

And I finally got a photo
of Polly Wanakraker.

Look at those perfect spots.

Buck always liked
spots like that.

Polly's still missing.
And she never e-mailed Calaban.

She's very straight, no drugs,
planning a marriage.

I mean, completely out of
pattern with the majority...

- of our missing persons.
- Coming through.

- No connection to Jennifer?
- No.

Ah, they use the same dentist, but-

Dr. Al Fresco?

Yeah. What?
Does that mean something?

Get a warrant, Zep.
Call Fresco's office. Have him-

Check the dental records
for Jennifer and Polly.

Sikes, Grazer wants to see you.

No, he's on the roof.

Could this be our lucky day?

I told you I didn't do nothing!

Get off me, man!

- Hi, Detective.
- Geez, Albert.

I guess I haven't
been up here in awhile.

- It's very peaceful.
- It's amazing!

You know what I think
is amazing?

These seeds that I am planting
right now in this millennium...

are gonna blossom in the next.

Yeah.

- It's a beautiful garden, Albert.
- Ah.

All it takes is a little pruning.

And turning the soil.
And the vitamins, of course.

And weeding. And you gotta
spread a lot of manure.

- Matt, over here!
- Yeah, speaking of.

- Ah.
- Real nice up here, huh?

Yeah. Listen.
I've been thinking-

I thought your case project
was very thorough.

- Huh.
- Supernova's a real killer drug.

You're convinced it was the Di Chin family
that first brought it to L. A.?

Yeah. Well, that's what all
the research pointed to-

What am I saying?
I didn't mean Di Chin.

You said it was Lebovsky, right?

Yeah, right. Lebovsky.

Actually, now that I think of it,
your report does say Di Chin.

But what the hell?
It's a great paper, whoever wrote it.

But we've got more important
things to discuss, hmm?

That's why I thought we'd come up here
for a little privacy.

Just a few flowers, fruits,
a vegetable.

I've been on
with the Silicon Valley guys.

They're ready for the first step.

Phil's got a tech crew standing by
ready to analyze the box.

They think the theme park
is an outstanding idea.

I'm telling you, Matt,
this thing could be huge!

Hey, listen-

And you can count on me
to keep mum about your case project.

I mean, everybody fudges
a little now and then, right?

But you go get me that old portal.
Huh, buddy?

He'll be back.

Of course he will, honey.

Would you guys mind if Randy
came over to practice a little?

No. It's okay.

It's so frustrating.

All this technology and resources,
and I can't even find him.

I don't even know
if he�s all right or where he is.

And so, my beloved friends...

tomorrow we'll combine
all our monetary possessions.

Together, we'll purchase a property
in the High Sierras...

for our transcendent
new community.

And to celebrate, I will lead us all to
the highest level yet within the portal...

to reach an astonishing
spiritual purity.

And what day could be more appropriate
than New Year's Eve?

The beginning of a new age.

Tomorrow,
we'll enter it together...

at the sundown
of the old millennium.

All who are ready to join me,
step forward.

Saw you coming.

Wanted to make sure
this was the right place.

I'll get the synth.

Come on in first.

Am I early?
Where is everybody?

They'll be here in a while.
Check out the spread.

I got all the stuff you like.

Even peanut butter and jellyfish.

Sour milk.
Vintage. October.

Oh, I don't drink.

Em, it's New Millennium's Eve.

Let your hair down a little-
so to speak.

What about your parents?

They're not back
from Palm Springs yet.

I just wanted us to have
a little time alone first.

Oh.

I've got something
to show you.

Here. Pull up my shirt.

Go ahead.

What do you think?

Not bad.

Can I see yours?

Randy, I really like you.

But things can get a little
dangerous unless-

Hey, I've seen the video.

Sex With a Proper Alien.

I know how.

All the right spots.

See?

That might be my parents.

Hello? Hi, Mom.

Yeah. Yeah, hang on a sec.
I'll check.

I'll be right back.

Told you I'd win, man.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. You just bring the money
to the party tonight.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

'Cause I am definitely gonna
shag the slag before midnight.

Wait! Emily!

Emily! Emily!

- Emily, wait, damn it!
- Let me go!

Let me get her! Let me get her!

No! Between the partying, playing
and the flat-out weirdness...

this city's coming unglued.

CNN says there's celebrations and mayhem
all over the world.

Now the Optinet is jammed, and I can't even
check my Visa bill!

Hey, George, George, George!
Take it easy!

We'll find Buck.
We'll find him.

They called out all the reserves, and we
still don't have enough cops out here!

Here's those dental records-
Jennifer's and Polly Wanakraker.

Plus, Streisand's at the Coliseum...

the Four Tenors
at the Hollywood Bowl.

And the preparations for the Rose Parade.
That's my favorite.

Who's the grand marshal?

The artist formerly known
as Sylvester Stallone.

Polly's X-rays are identical
to Jennifer's, except-

Jennifer has one more filling right there.

- See?
- So?

Well, if I were Jennifer, and I wanted
everybody to think I was dead...

- I'd kidnap Polly-
- And pay off a "sleaze-bo" dentist...

- to add a filling in the right place.
- And bongo!

Bingo.

And anybody finding a corpse that had
to be identified by dental records...

would think Polly was Jennifer.

While Jennifer waltzes away.
I don't think I like this woman.

She wants to do it right now, too, because
she knows we're snapping at her wheels.

Right, George.

And most con artists usually want
to go out with a bang-

fleece their
followers one last time.

Yes, but where?

Em, what's wrong?
What happened-

Oh.

Oh, honey.

Oh, sweetie.

Damn it!
I'm trying to get a report...

from the cops that
we had tailing Vivien Fairbanks.

You give me
the damn voice mail again...

I'm gonna come down there and strangle you
with the phone cord.

Ah, finally.
The Visa line is open.

Now, what is this charge?

- Well, I didn't order a Promethium 360!
- Hey!

George, I've been going
through the phone list...

of all the people who called
Calaban's Optinet address.

- Isn't that one-
- Well-Well, that's my home phone.

But who would-

Hello?

- Any sign of Buck?
- No.

Is there a new computer
in his room?

A new computer? No.

Wait a minute.

Emily, do you know anything
about a new computer?

What do you mean, they were pulled off Vivien
and assigned somewhere more important?

Where?

They were sent
on security detail...

to the Universal Amphitheatre
for the Power Ranger Millennium Reunion.

Emily, you have to tell me
everything you know.

- I don't want to rat on him.
- Emily!

Anything you know about Buck,
you have to tell me.

I saw him selling
a brand-new computer for cash.

He'd been saving his money for some
good Tenctonese use. That's all I know.

George, what's going on?
Do you know something?

No, no, no.
I think it'll be all right, dear.

- You think?
- I have to go.

Um, I'll be home by midnight.
Hopefully we all will.

- Yes, uh-Bye-bye now.
- George-

You got an address?

Yeah. An abandoned steel mill.

- This place is huge.
- Let's try in here.

Matt, be careful.
I smell gasoline.

Got somebody, George.

Polly Wanakraker.

She's still breathing.
On something pretty heavy.

New fillings?

Yeah. Bongo.

- Gasoline, huh?
- Yes. A lot of it.

Serious barbecue time.

If she got fried, the med examiner
would make her as Jennifer.

- Let's get her in the car.
- Matt.

Turn over slowly.
Hands! Let me see your hands!

I can't.

Drugged.

It's Marina del Rey.
What the hell's going on?

They didn't trust me anymore.

Jennifer convinced Calaban-
a completely clean getaway.

- No-No wi-
- No witnesses.

No one to tell what happened
or keep them from-from-

Hey, stay with me, Marina. Come on.
Talk to me! Keep them from what?

From conning the others
out of millions.

Is my son with them?
Buck Francisco?

Yes.

He'll die.
He'll die with the others.

One-William-152
requesting backup...

at the industrial complex,
Central and 24th.

Better call in
the whole circus, George.

We need a SWAT team, air support,
every available unit.

You gotta be kidding.
Do you know what's going on in this city?

Now, you listen to me, damn it!
A lot of people may die! My son-

I'd come help you myself, 52...

but we haven't even got
a Boy Scout available.

Sorry, guys,
but you�re on your own.

Over here!

Hey, you!

Halt! Police!

Matt, come on. Hurry up.

There's something wrong
with my eyes.

No, no, no.
He went through the portal.

This must be the way up to them.
Matt. Matt, look up there.

Buck!

- Buck!
- George, he can't hear you.

- They're all inside the portal.
- Yes. And the direction they're headed-

Is directly above where we found Polly.

So they can lead them off
and incinerate them.

George, George...

- why don't we smash the damn thing?
- No. You know how powerful it is.

We don't know what will happen
to the people inside.

Remember those charred bodies we found
three years ago. I've got to go through it.

- No, George, don't!
- There's no time.

George!

George!

George!

Oh, yes.

Isn't it glorious?

Your successful passage
through the darker worlds...

- has brought you to this magnificence.
- Oh!

Embrace it.

Together we will move
higher still...

to new light,
to your loved ones.

- But first-
- Yes.

This is all of my worldly worth.

I freely share it with you
to found our new community.

Will you so share with me?

- Yes.
- Yes, Jennifer.

- Yes.
- Yes, Jennifer. You can have everything.

George!

Oh, wonderful.

Come on, George. Where the hell are you?

George!

Whoa!

Thank you, Matt.

Thank you, Frank. Thank you all.

And now, dear friends, we are about
to travel to an even higher spiritual plane.

- No! No!
- Dad?

- No, Dad!
- You're all being duped by this fraud!

- Don't speak about her that way.
- No, Dad. You don't understand!

- The hell I don't!
- Don't let him upset our delicate world.

- This is police business! I want you-
- This is no business of yours!

- Don't hurt him!
- No. Don't. But keep him silent.

Let him learn the power of our ways.

Let him see me walk on air.

- Yes!
- Dad-Watch, Dad.

No! It's a ruse!

- It's not real!
- She's floating in air.

Look, Dad! Look!

Not real!

What the hell?

Oh, my God.

Come.
Share this with me too.

- Make your own leap of faith.
- Hey, no! Stay back!

It's not real!

Bring him.
Help him see our way.

Walk toward me arm in arm.

- Buck!
- Come on, honey, clear yourself.

Come.

Come to me.

Come.

Buck, listen to me!

- Stay close together.
- Buck, stop!

Yes. Yes.

- Come.
- Buck, no.

That's it.
Come. Come to me. Come.

- You'll all be killed! Don't go any closer!
- That's it. Don't be afraid.

Buck!
Have I ever lied to you?

Don't listen to him, Buck. Don't listen!

Come, Buck.
Don't be afraid.

- You can do this.
- Buck, don't listen to her.

- Don't listen to her.
- Buck...

come to me now.

Wham!

Buck!

Get back.

It's all right. It's all right.
It's over. It's over.

- Dad!
- George?

Uh, it's 11:55!
It's almost time!

Glad I'm here to celebrate.

Me too, Buck. Me too.

- Ta-da!
- Ah! The queen approaches.

- And the crown princess.
- Your gracious majesty.

Only four minutes left!

I'm so glad we're all
here together...

with no more slave ships
in our future.

And a lot less slave mentality.

I'm glad we're on this planet.

Yeah. When you think of all the ones
we could've ended up on-

Without each other.

- Hurry up!
- All right, all right!

- Hmm.
- Hmm.

Oh. No synth?

I'm going to return it.

And I'm giving back
the midi chip.

Good.

You know, I think this planet has
some real possibilities.

In spite of the fact they've had
a very shaky last thousand years.

Well, maybe we can help
make the next thousand a little better.

Yes. Well, maybe we can.

Two minutes left.

You like?

Ooh. I like.

Ooh. Sparkling sour milk!

Hey!

- And what did Grazer say?
- What could he say?

I told him the portal was gonzo.

Sayonara, Grazer land.

Oh. And what about
your Detective Two test?

Oh, I'm sure to pass it
sometime in the next thousand years.

Probably about the time
you get your garden growin'.

Hey, hey, hey.
Now, I started that earlier today.

- Get outta here.
- Really. I planted some korabi...

and some seeds for wild flowers
and some radishes.

What?

Um, something
Albert said about, um...

how the seeds we plant in this millennium
will blossom in the next.

I love Albert.

And I... love...

you.

Seven, six, five, four...

three, two, one-

Happy new millennium!

Happy millennium!
2000!