Alien Presence (2009) - full transcript

- I have awakened.

I am coming.

[dramatic music]

[tense music]

- Damn it, Waymar.

[suspenseful music]

[knocking on door]

[machine beeping]

- He looks completely benign.

- We have him immobilized
and heavily sedated.

- Is there any sign
of new intelligence?



- Our most recent diagnostic
has had promising results.

- Thanks for almost
running me over, Waymar.

- That's Director
Waymar and I apologize.

Although, I was under
the impression

that this was a government
research facility, not a day
spa.

- Research is no excuse
for not staying in shape.

And I'm not referring to
you by your job title.

I don't work for your agency.

So, this is him.

- Yes.

Test subject Wilkes.

- No first name?

- Under the circumstances
of which he was born,

he's lucky to have any name.



We've been keeping him sedated,

but he's had several periods
of lucid interaction.

He's even learned to talk.

- We believe that we've
identified how the virus

penetrated the
blood-brain barrier.

- That's unimportant.

Your job will now be to assist

Professor Arnett and her team.

They'll be taking over the
research from here on out.

- I'm sorry, I don't understand.

- As far as the
government is concerned,

Project Seven has been
terminated effective
immediately.

That's why we've cleared
out the scientific team

and the military staff.

As far as the facility
is concerned,

well that's still under
my jurisdiction,

so no one will question
why I keep it operational

for the next week.

Until he can provide
conclusive results,

only you, the professor,
and her students

will have access to
the test subject.

- We should at least revive him.

- No, I prefer to keep him
sedated for the time being.

As a matter of fact, we're
considering euthanizing him

and performing a
complete biopsy.

- He's 18 years old and
in perfect health.

In all probability,
I could save him.

- No, it's becoming too
risky to keep him alive.

- I'm not a coroner, Waymar.

If you want me and my students
to do your dirty work,

we'll do it on a live
subject, not on a corpse.

- Director Waymar.

- I said I was considering it.

For the time being, we
have an opportunity

to study the subject off the
reservation, so to speak.

I suggest you do
whatever you can to help

the professor this
week, Dr. Lyons.

You have your orders.

When is the rest of
your team due to arrive?

- In about an hour.

- Good.

Get them settled in and
then have them go over

all the data on hand
as quickly as possible.

- What happens when I
have to explain about

the origin of your test subject?

- You won't.

That's classified information.

If anyone ask about
that kind of thing,

simply tell them that
Wilkes is autistic.

That shouldn't jeopardize
their findings at all.

I don't think I have to
tell you what happens

if the Pentagon
gets wind of this

before we're ready to
show them the results.

- 18 years of research.

A man's life has been
taken away from him

and we're just gonna discard
him like a piece of trash?

- I don't like it any
better than you.

- Okay, Wilkes aside.

How can they eliminate
all of our data?

- New administration.

They believe this
is junk science.

Paranoid alien conspiracy
on par with Roswell.

- If that's so, then
explain to me how

a college professor and
a bunch of grad students

can take over a top secret
government experiment.

- Waymar and I go back to the
original project 19 years ago

before she became field
director for the agency.

I am probably the only
person she can trust.

As for my kids, they're
the best in the field.

After all, I am the
one who taught them.

- What would you like me to do?

- Tend to Wilkes.

We'll continue to keep
him sedated for now.

I have to go meet my students.

[machine beeping]

[tense music]

- They're not gonna kill you.

I won't let them.

[tone droning]

[uptempo music]

♪ Your love ♪

♪ Your love ♪

♪ I am coffee in your cream ♪

♪ The hurricane in
your gentle breeze ♪

♪ I am custard in your crust ♪

♪ Provider of your wanderlust ♪

♪ I am a kid who
is fully grown ♪

♪ A settler in
your buffer zone ♪

♪ I am the ice on
your warm spot ♪

♪ The yes you will
to your I will not ♪

♪ We'll make good
thoughts for sure ♪

♪ Will you show me your love ♪

♪ We'll make good
thoughts for sure ♪

♪ Will you show me ♪

- Okay, everybody.

I want you to unpack the truck

and then get set up
in the dorm rooms.

Ash, Peter, and Doug,
you'll be bunking together.

- Peter snores.

- Shut up.

- [Arnett] Kyle, I want
you and Brendan to share

one of the other dorms.

- Oh, no.

Actually, I'm gonna
share one with Jennifer.

- Actually, this is 90%
of your graduate studies,

not spring break.

So you'll be rooming
with Brendan.

You get your own room.

And please try to keep
it that way, okay?

- What?

- Be good.

And don't fight for
a change, okay?

It'll be fine.

We're here to work, not play.

- Look, I'm not a
little kid anymore.

You have to stop
treating me like one.

- What I have got to do is get
some work done, same as you.

When we talked about you
coming on this project,

I thought that we understood
that you'd get serious

about your PhD, not
your girlfriend.

- No, you understood that.

I was just kind of standing
there and listening.

I mean, I didn't even
want to go to college

in the first place.

Listen, I sure as hell
didn't want you as a teacher.

- Don't argue with me, Kyle.

- Cheer up, man.

I look better in a nightie
than Jennifer does anyway.

[sighs]

- It's gonna be a long week.

[tense music]

[machine beeping]

How's our patient?

- He's doing well.

- So are you, it seems.

- I've come to terms
with the situation.

- Good.

My students are getting settled.

As soon as they're ready
I'm gonna have them

start going over all the
data we have on file.

Think I'll give it a day or
so before introducing them

to our sleeping friend here.

- I look forward to it.

I'm sure he does, too.

[tense music]

- [Ash] I don't get
this whole business.

- [Peter] What whole business?

- This.

This whole business.

Did you guys catch the signs
coming into this place?

This is government property.

- Ash, this is just a government
owed conference center.

They have places like
this all over the country.

- Yeah, what's the big deal?

- The big deal?

Why have a bunch of grad
students come in here

and examine some autistic
patient in the middle of nowhere

in a government facility?

I mean, doesn't that
strike you as a little odd?

- Not really.

But then again, I'm
not a conspiracy freak.

- Okay, here's another point.

You and I, biology students.

Specifically, neurology.

Doug, what are you?

- I'm psych.

Arnett recruited me from
Professor Wilcox's class for
this.

- Psychology, there you go.

What's Jennifer's major?

- Biology.

Same as us.

- Right.

And what's her secondary?

Neurology.

So, you're telling me a
medical team hasn't gone over

this guy's brain with a
fine-toothed comb already?

I mean, what's the deal?

Why have some autism patient
in the middle of nowhere

and hook 50 million dollars
worth of gear into him?

There's more to this
than they're telling us.

- If you say so.

- Well, he does have
a point, Peter.

I mean, why have a
bunch of grad students

go on a week-long
retreat to some

government compound
in the mountains?

Why not just have us go to
a regular mental hospital

and study patients there
or, I don't know,

the zoo and study the animals?

- Exactly.

- Listen, the impression I got
from this is that we're just

helping out some army
bigwig that Arnett knows.

If this was something important,

don't you think there'd be
real government scientists

in a real government facility
where they wouldn't let

information get
leaked to the public?

It makes no sense.

My advice, stop reading
every post you see

you get your daily news.

- Well, you kids have
fun arguing semantics.

I'm gonna go meet the professor

regarding the alien
test subject.

We need to figure out where
that spaceship crashed.

- Not funny.

[tense music]

- Not to presume
anything, Professor,

but what does this have to
do with the test subject?

- A lot of the records
I've been looking over

regarding this place
just doesn't add up.

Lots of hemorrhaging
in the local wildlife.

- You mean like exposure
to certain frequencies?

- Bingo.

Limited exposure,
nothing happens.

Prolonged exposure
and anything with

overly-sensitive hearing
could potentially die.

- What could cause
something like that?

- Strange acoustics, maybe.

I just want to make sure
that we're not being exposed

to anything that
we shouldn't be.

So I figured while we're here,

we'd just do a
little audio work.

- What am I listening for?

- Something not indigenous
to this region, I'd imagine.

[tones squealing]

Do you hear something?

- Yeah.

I can't place the algorithms.

It almost sounds deliberate.

Manmade.

- [Arnett] Maybe.

I've never heard
anything like it.

- [Brendan] I'll transfer
the file to my MP3 player.

- [Arnett] Thanks,
I'll analyze it later.

- Mind if I talk to
you for a moment?

- Sure.

- I want to be your
lead in the field.

I'm well versed in
mapping, sequencing,

and annotating genomes,
phylogenetic analysis,

micro array technology,
proteomics, comparative
genomics,

systems biology, SMP
analysis, and meta genomics.

- I am quite familiar
with your resume, Brendan.

That's why you're here.

- Then I get the job?

- No.

- No?

I'm more qualified
than any of them.

- Now, by the end of the
week you're gonna thank me

for not giving you more than
your fair share of work.

Finish up recording
that file and then head

to the main building
and talk to Dr. Lyons.

Maybe he can gather up
some of the information

we're gonna need to start.

Okay?

[sighs]

- [Kyle] I should not
have come out here.

- [Jennifer] Why not?

- I've spent my whole
life in my mom's shadow

doing whatever she
asked me to do.

I don't even get to
spend any time with you.

I do not want to be out here.

- Well, we're here
because we're doing

a complete analysis
on an autistic boy.

- Yeah, that's what Mom says.

I've heard it.

- You're here because
you're an excellent student.

And Professor Arnett
believes in you.

- No.

I'm here because she
wants to keep tabs on me.

- You have a great career
ahead of you as a biologist.

Why would you want to
throw all that away?

- You know, because no
one's ever asked me

what I wanted to
do with my life.

And sometimes, I just.

- Hey, I'm here.

Isn't that enough
enticement to stay?

And besides, we can always
sneak out after hours.

[moaning]

[panting]

[chuckles]

- You should, uh.

You should get going.

We have to run that test

on the patient soon.

[laughs]

- It's okay, you know.

We're both adults here.

- I know, but you just
happen to be my student.

It's unethical.

Look.

Kyle doesn't know
anything about this

and I'd like to keep
it that way, okay?

- All right.

- Talking to Professor Arnett?

- Yeah, we were just
going over a few things.

What are you doing here?

- I'm supposed to assist
the medical technician

with assembling
some of the data.

Unlike you, I actually have
to work to make my grades.

[subdued music]

[machine beeping]

Dr. Lyons?

You should still be
completely under.

[grunting]

[tone droning]

- You disappeared awfully
quick after unpacking.

- I've been working.

- And spending time
with Jennifer.

- There's nothing else to do.

- Listen, we're about to start
analyzing the data on Wilkes.

- Sorry if I'm not
that excited about it.

- So you've decided to hide
out here in the kitchen

and wash dishes instead?

- Look, if we were home,

you'd be thrilled that
I was doing the dishes.

- Why did you decide to come
on this field trip, Kyle?

- I don't recall
having a choice.

- Did I make you this cynical?

- You didn't have anything
to do with who I am.

- You're right.

Kyle, you have the potential
to be a brilliant scientist.

Now that talent came
from you, not from me.

I brought you here because
I need your expertise.

The other students
need your expertise.

I'm gonna be in the
field all afternoon.

Can we have dinner?

- Well, I was gonna go over
the analysis that you gave us

and then go for a
walk with Jennifer.

But I can meet you afterwards.

- Great.

Kyle, listen.

I am not against you dating her.

She's very beautiful,
very intelligent.

What I have a problem
with is the fact that you

put your relationship with
her ahead of your studies.

Leaving us so soon?

Did you provide Brendan
with your notes?

- Excuse me?

- I didn't know that you were
planning on going anywhere.

I was under the impression
that Waymar wanted

all of us on site for the
duration of the research.

- Well, I didn't understand
there were such restrictions.

- I'm going to be passing out
assignments in a few moments.

Most of my students will be
analyzing Wilkes' brain patterns

and looking for anomalies
in his biological data.

The others will be doing
an in-depth DNA analysis.

That means you have to be
there with the subject.

I trust my kids, but only
you and I know enough

about the subject
to supervise this.

- Honestly, Wilkes is harmless.

He's in a chemically
induced coma.

I doubt that your
researchers are either gonna

be in any significant harms way

when they're with the
subject one on one,

or discover anything
that they're gonna

run off to the press with.

Now, if you'll excuse me.

- You are supposed to
help us with this.

- I didn't know that I couldn't

run to town for some supplies.

- You know, off the record,

last summer alone there were
seven dead grizzly bears,

15 dead raccoons,
and 47 dead rabbits

discovered in this region.

All experienced acoustically
induced hemorrhages

resulting in bleeding
around the eyes and ears.

They didn't exactly die of
old age and natural causes,

if you get my drift.

So what is Waymar
not telling us?

Why are we really here?

- Well, you seem to know
the nature of this facility

better than anyone, Professor.

Maybe it was weapons testing.

- Oh, bull.

This place doesn't test weapons.

It's not even equipped for that.

It was a conference center
that Waymar converted

specifically for
this test subject.

At one point there
were more scientists

and meta physicists here than
at an office party at MIT.

How about filling
me in on Wilkes.

What did he do when
he was awake, huh?

- I'll be back soon.

We can talk later.

Excuse me.

[engine starts]

[tense music]

- Who was that?

- Okay.

I want everybody to
divide into teams.

I want one team to do a
complete medical workup

on the subject just
as we planned.

Jennifer's already
started going over

the CAT scans we have on file.

Peter, you're our
software programmer.

I want you and Kyle to get to
work on the on-site mainframe.

See if you can break
any encryptions

on the restricted files.

- I thought we were
just strictly doing

an analysis on the patient.

- We are.

I'm just trying to gather
all the information.

Especially the stuff we're
not supposed to have.

[tense music]

[phone beeping]

- This is Lyons, Terra
Nova Duo Three.

Requesting a
communications lockdown

for military restriction
zone Zeta Charlie One.

Again, I'm requesting a
communications lockdown

for military restricted
zone Zeta Charlie One.

All cellular transmissions,
landline transmissions,

long and short band radio,

and Earth to satellite
transmissions

are to be blocked from
this location grid.

- [Woman On Phone] Copy
that, Terra Nova Duo Three.

Can you give us a reason
for this request?

I'm showing that this facility
is no longer in operation.

- Exactly.

[suspenseful music]

[sighs]

- What's wrong?

- Have you tried
hooking up to the net

since you've gotten here?

I just tried to connect
to the college database

and the Wi-Fi doesn't
seem to want to cooperate.

[keyboard clacking]

- That's weird.

Maybe it's your computer.

- It's a brand new laptop.

- Maybe it's the fact
that we're in the boonies

and we're lucky to
have running water,

let alone a broadband
connection.

What are you looking up anyway?

- There's weird anomalies
in Wilkes' Cat scan.

They just don't add up.

- Okay, well.

I'm assuming we're here
because, you know,

this is a special case.

- Yeah, but this
has nothing to do

with the patient's autism.

See here.

There's what appears
to be a tumor

located near the pineal gland.

Then here on a scan taken
a week later, no tumor.

It varies.

If this were actually a tumor,

it would constantly be present.

Larger or smaller.

But this just disappears
and reappears sporadically.

- Looks like faulty gear to me.

- Yeah, but then there
would also be a constant.

A tech would've flagged it.

Whatever this is,

it's coming and going
for no rhyme or reason.

Ever hear of a tumor that
hides from the camera?

- Well, maybe I
should do a new scan.

If there's something
amiss here I'll know

after I do about 40 compares
on his DNA analysis.

By the way, the professor
wants us all out front.

She's handing out assignments.

- But this is my assignment.

- Sounds like things
have changed a little.

Anyway, I think Brendan's
lurking around

somewhere around here.

If you see him, tell
him what's going on.

- You bet.

- Remember to come up for air.

[phone beeping]

[pulsing tone]

- You've got to be kidding me.

[sighs]

Hey.

Ash was just looking for you.

He said something
about the professor

handing out new assignments.

Hey, have you tried
calling out on your cell

since you've gotten here?

It's like nothing
works around here.

- I'm sure it's just
interference from the mountains.

- Are you okay?

I think you're bleeding.

- Oh, I'm fine.

Just fine.

- So who's taking
lead in the field?

- Ash.

- Brendan is not gonna be
happy to hear about that.

- I know.

I already talked to him.

- So why Ash and not me?

- It's not a popularity
contest, Doug.

Ash is the most qualified.

The end.

Anyway, you guys are
gonna have your hands full

just breaking down the DNA
analysis on Wilkes for me.

- Sure I can't persuade you?

- This has to end.

- Why?

- Because we can't
keep doing this.

Here I am yelling at
my son for not having

his priorities straight and
I'm guilty of it myself.

- What are you doing?

- Checking to make sure the
truck is completely unpacked.

I need to take it into town.

- Why?

- Call it a slight
case of mistrust.

As in, I don't trust our
babysitter, Dr. Lyons.

[engine cranking]

What do you know
about fixing cars?

- I can change a spark plug.

- You're one up on me.

Could you take a
look at the engine?

[sighs]

- [Doug] You might want
to see this for yourself.

- Now I really don't
trust Dr. Lyons.

- This is about the last thing
I want to be doing this week.

- You and me both.

- I mean, does Mom really
think there's going to be

top secret files laying
around on the computer

for people to find?

- They're not just
leaving it laying around.

They've hidden it somewhere.

That's why Professor
Arnett wants us to find it.

- You're starting
to sound like Ash.

- Yeah?

Maybe, maybe not, but
beats looking at

some dude's EKG for a week.

- Well, no top secret
files in there.

Congratulations, Mom.

You've officially gone insane.

- None here either and
this is the main server.

I guess whatever they
didn't want us to see,

they made sure to completely
wipe off the hard drive.

Did you know the
only way they could

completely secure a hard drive.

- Is to drill a hole through it

so it can never be read again.

Yeah, I've heard that.

They can reconstruct the
contents of an entire drive

through a few unerased
file fragments.

It's paranoid
conspiracy theory 101.

I mean, I've also heard the
one about finding hidden files

in the computer's trash.

- Trash.

- What are you doing?

- Old school DOS command.

Makes all invisible
files visible.

Guess they didn't hear about
paranoid conspiracy theory 101.

- Most of this stuff is useless.

Maintenance garbage, backups.

Except this one here.

- File W-1.

Synthetic Fertilization Project.

Intelligence memo.

Origin classified.

Classified?

- How much of this document
do we have on here?

- Not much, but I can maybe
reconstruct one or two pages

from whatever data still exists.

Why?

It's got nothing to
do with this project.

- It doesn't?

Come on.

Let's go find my mom.

Hey, we might have
found something.

- [Arnett] What?

- [Kyle] All the hard drives
on the mainframe were wiped,

except for one file.

- A confidential document.

Looks like it could be nothing.

- Okay, well I'm gonna have
to look at it in a while.

Right now we've got
a bigger problem.

- Ooh.

Whoa.

Who did this?

- We don't know.

Maybe Dr. Lyons.

- I don't suppose
either one of you

can rebuild an engine, huh?

- Ash is a pretty good mechanic.

- Okay.

I mean, why would Dr.
Lyons mess up the engine?

- We don't know.

He was acting
strange a while ago

and then he took his car out.

- There aren't any
other vehicles around?

- They dropped me off.

This is it.

- Couldn't we just call
some of your army buddies

to see if they
could help us out?

- We tried.

Cell phones and
internet are down.

- So we're stuck here?

- Not necessarily.

One of you find Ash.

See if he can fix the truck.

The rest of us will
bunk down for the night.

Maybe take shifts, keep an
eye on our test subject.

If Dr. Lyons isn't
back by morning,

we'll take a hike
down the mountainside

and see if we can't
make it into town.

- That's 20 miles.

- I'm aware of how
far it is, Kyle.

Find everybody else and
tell them what's going on.

- But I don't want to go.

- Do it.

We're rounding up the group.

Our work with Wilkes is
suspended for the time being.

- What's wrong?

- I'll fill you in later.

- Your ear's bleeding.

[heart beating]

[tense music]

[water rushing]

- Whoa.

Did I interrupt something?

- Doesn't anyone
ever knock anymore?

- The door was open.

Anyway, Brendan was
already in here.

- I was just on my
way to get you.

- Well, now that we have a
party in here, what's up, guys?

- I heard you were
looking for me.

Something about the truck.

- Yeah, Mom said that Dr.
Lyons messed up the engine.

- [Ash] Holy crap.

Why would he do that?

- I have no idea, but
you're the only dude here

who can fix it.

- Okay, well that makes
two major surprises.

- Two?

- There's a slight problem
with our test subject.

[machine beeping]

- When did this happen?

- Who knows.

I mean, people have been coming
in and out of here all day.

- And nobody saw the kid
walking around the compound

in his underwear?

I thought he was
doing some sort of

artificial coma or something.

- Somebody woke him up.

- All right.

You go take a look at the truck.

I gotta show Mom.

[knocking on door]

Mom, we gotta talk.

- [Arnett] What's going on?

- Look, we have a
serious problem.

Dr. Lyons gave Wilkes something

that brought him
out of his coma.

And now he's missing.

What the hell is this?

- Look, I was gonna tell you.

- Oh, I could just imagine.

How could you do this, Doug?

- Look, if you're gonna
get mad at somebody,

get mad at me, not at him.

- I'm already angry at you.

- Get dressed.

I'm really sorry.

This is over.

Kyle.

- All this crap about
focusing on my work.

I can't believe this.

We're practically the same age.

Let's not forget the fact
that he's your student.

- What can I say?

I screwed up.

- Yeah, you screwed up.

Big surprise.

- What's this?

- While you were in there
playing grading curve with Doug,

your buddy Dr. Lyons
slipped some of that

to the test subject.

Now he's missing.

Dr. Lyons is still missing.

We're stranded.

Suddenly, I'm not as
worried about my PhD

as I am about what freaky
thing's about to happen next.

- Why would Dr. Lyons give
the test subject hormones?

- You tell me.

Are there any other secrets
about this field trip

that I should know?

- No, I don't have any.

- The truth, Mom.

- All right.

19 years ago I was part of
a government experiment.

They wanted to test
fertility in space.

They needed someone to donate
an egg and I had clearance.

I was in perfect health.

No genetic issues.

So I was picked.

Another scientist named
Wilkes donated his sperm

and the fertilization
happened in orbit

during a shuttle mission.

- So Wilkes is my half brother?

- Clinically speaking, yes.

The experiment was successful.

But when the fetus came
to term in the incubator,

they noticed some anomalies.

- What kind of anomalies?

- I have no idea.

I assumed it was
some form of autism,

but in truth, I was off
the project by then.

- Why are they keeping
it such a big secret?

- I don't know.

All the top brass seem
to think it was something

caused by fertilizing
a human egg in space.

That it caused some
kind of mutation.

Can you imagine the harm
that could've been done

to the space program?

I mean, there could be no
colonization on other planets

because people would
be too afraid

that their children would
have genetic defects.

- So they just keep him out
here for his whole life?

- Yes, they were going to
close the project down.

Waymar was my superior
on the original project

and she knew that I could
do last-minute research

on the subject and
probably find some data

that the other
scientists had missed.

Plus, she knew my
connection to him.

- Good.

Well, I'm glad somebody did.

- Where are you going?

- First, I'm going to go
find your test subject.

Then make sure Ash
gets the truck fixed.

Once he does, I want out of
this place, out of your class,

and just out of your life.

- Now, wait.

- [Kyle] Don't bother.

I don't want to hear
any more of your lies.

[heart beating]

[tense music]

[tone droning]

[heart beating]

- You're dreaming.

- I wasn't asleep.

- Okay, so I lied.

It's more like a transmission.

- How are you doing this?

- I can do much more than
what they're telling you.

Though by now I suspect
Mother already told you

the connection
between you and I.

- More or less.

- She told you we were brothers,

but she didn't
tell you the rest.

- You developed some
sort of in-vitro autism

from being fertilized in space.

- In-vitro autism.

You should listen to yourself.

What you know about the genetic
makeup of your own species

couldn't fill a thimble.

- If it's not
autism, what is it?

- Let's just say millions
of light years from here

there's a race of creatures,
highly intelligent,

but their planet was dying.

They didn't have time to develop
interstellar space travel,

so they encoded a collective
awareness of their entire

species onto a highly
sophisticated sound transmission

and then beamed it into space.

Hoping that one day
it would encounter

a weaker mind for
them to control.

- And sound travels
slower than light.

- Exactly.

Which is why when it got to
your part of the universe,

it wasn't strong enough to
penetrate Earth's atmosphere.

Nor say the blood-brain
barrier of an adult astronaut.

Lucky for us it encountered
a shuttle mission

doing experimental fertilization
of human sperm and egg.

Thus, opportunity
knocked, so to speak.

- So you're saying.

- I'm an alien.

Well, technically a hybrid.

But I control this body
and I can control others.

As the alpha male,
it's my responsibility

to reseed my
population with yours.

- Great.

So just come take me over then.

Why all the exposition?

- Because you're my brother.

They lied to you.

You can let me in willingly.

It would make it
easier for both of us.

Once I become a part of you,
you will never age, never die.

I could even give you Jennifer,
if that's what you want.

Think of the possibilities.

Once we have control
of your species,

there will be no more
wars, no more poverty.

- Yeah?

What happened to your race?

How did they die out?

Was everybody just
picking daisies

and eating sunshine all day?

- Don't deny me.

- This is some
half-cocked dream, okay?

I've seen your charts.

You shouldn't even be able
to form a complete sentence.

Let alone use your
crazy mind powers

to take over the human race.

If I'm dreaming, I want to
be dreaming about Jennifer.

[exhales sharply]

- Subject Wilkes believed to
have had an in-vitro exposure

to extraterrestrial
gene-altering radiation.

Second set of brainwave
activity documented on EKG.

Origin unknown.

Possibly not human.

- Where are you going, Peter?

- Gotta tell the
professor something.

It's about Wilkes.

- I can't let you do that.

See, if you show the
professor before we're ready,

it'll ruin everything.

- What are you talking about?

- This.

[tone droning]

- Hey, how's it coming?

- Well, unless you know where
we can get a new radiator,

possibly a new fuel injector,

I'd say we're dead in the water.

Whoever messed this engine
up did a pretty thorough job.

- Great.

- What about you?

- I've been over every
inch of this place

and I can't find
Wilkes anywhere.

I did find this though.

- Where?

- Out in the middle
of the woods.

I had a hell of a dream, too.

- Maybe Lyons smuggled
him out in his car.

- Maybe.

- Now, your mom's
talking about taking

a couple of us down with her.

You know, try to hike
back to civilization.

You down?

- No.

You guys have fun with that.

I'm gonna stick around here.

At the very least, the
military knows we're here.

They should come check out
why the phone's are all dead.

You seen Peter around?

- Yeah, I think he's still
over in the computer room.

- Wow.

Someone's actually doing
their job around here.

I'm shocked.

- I think somebody
wants to talk to you.

- Aren't you a sight
for sore eyes.

- Let's take a walk.

- Now's not a good time.

- Now's a great time.

You've been up all
night, haven't you?

- Yeah.

- Let's get away
for a few moments.

I promise, it'll be
worth your while.

[tense music]

- I think I should
come with you.

- And I think everybody
should stay here together.

I can make this walk
just fine on my own.

Where's my students?

- Kyle's been out looking
for Wilkes all night.

Ash is working on the truck.

Brendan's been helping
either Kyle or Ash.

And Jennifer's probably
with one of them.

- And where's Peter?

- Last I saw him he was
in the computer room.

- Oh, my god.

I have a medical kit
in my suitcase.

Go get it.

- What happened?

- He might've got
struck in the head.

Go!

Come on.

Peter.

- What?

Where am I?

- You're in the computer room.

How did this happen?

- I was on my way to see
you and I ran into Brendan.

- Did he do this?

- No.

He did something to
my ear or tried to.

I don't know.

- You might have
ruptured your eardrum.

- No.

I already did when I was eight.

I have a cochlear implant.

- All right, well let me see.

No.

The damage is superficial.

And they seem to be okay.

It doesn't explain
why we found you

out cold on the floor though.

- That looks like
something I saw yesterday.

- [Arnett] You saw someone's
ear bleeding yesterday?

- Yeah.

Jennifer's.

I don't know.

I thought she cut her
ear or something.

She didn't even
seem to notice it,

so it slipped my
mind until just now.

Why?

What's wrong?

Is it contagious?

- I don't know.

I don't know what it is.

This looks like a
membrane rupture.

There's been a lot of dead
animals found in this area

with the same condition.

Just go find Jennifer.

I will follow you out shortly.

- I think Brendan did
something to the files

we were working on.

He said that you weren't
supposed to know about it yet.

- Know about what?

- From what I pieced together,

it had something
to do with Wilkes.

Some old government document.

I think it had to do with
extraterrestrial contamination.

- Okay.

I want you to stay here,
lock the door after I leave,

and don't let anyone
in except me.

Do you understand?

- Not even for Kyle?

- Not even for Kyle.

- [Kyle] You all right?

- [Jennifer] Yes.

Tell me about your mother.

- That's about the
last person I want

to be talking about right now.

- She has expertise in
bio-plasma physics, correct?

- You'd know as well
as I would, I guess.

- Plasma physics can be
useful in the investigation

of the physical properties
of living cells.

- Hey, I'm all about
investigating the physical.

- You want to be with me?

- Yeah.

- Then join me.

- Where are you going?

- Hey.

- Sorry about that.

Trust me, it was necessary.

Have you seen Kyle
around recently?

- Yeah.

He and Jennifer went
for a walk in the woods.

- Okay.

Well, you're gonna have to show
me exactly where they went.

- Why?

- Let's just say their
lives depend on it.

- Look, I still gotta
work on the engine here.

[tires squealing]

- Forget about the engine.

- Okay, why are we whispering?

- I'll explain everything later.

Right now, we need to find Kyle.

- This way, come on.

- Okay.

[tense music]

- Now's the time.

- Really?

- I want you to.

- Now?

- [Jennifer] Now.

- Wait.

[branch thuds]

- [Ash] Are you trying to
tell me that Kyle's in danger?

- [Arnett] I hope not.

- Why were we hiding
from Dr. Lyons?

- Because I have a
strange feeling

that he is responsible
for all of this.

Are you sure that they
went down this path?

- This is the direction
I saw them going.

- Then I'm gonna keep
following it on my own.

Here's what I need you to do.

I need you to get
to Dr. Lyon's car.

I need you to drive
it down into town

and contact the agency
at this number.

Ask for Field Director Waymar.

Tell her that it's an emergency.

That this entire area's
been compromised.

Do you think you can
do that for me?

- So you want me to just leave
everybody here and drive off?

- That's exactly what
I want you to do.

And don't trust anyone,
not even your friends.

In fact, if you can stay hidden
until you get into the car,

that would be good.

Okay?

- But I don't understand.

- Listen to me.

This is some kind of infection

and it's getting
into people's minds.

And I don't know how, but it is.

If you come in
contact with anyone,

they can infect you as well.

Now please, just go.

Oh, Doug.

Did you find Kyle yet?

- No.

- Okay, well he can't be
too far away from here.

You didn't run into anybody

since you've been
out here, did you?

- No.

- Okay, good.

Follow me.

[heart beating]

[tone droning]

[dramatic music]

[tone droning]

- [Brendan] Ash?

- Leave me alone, Brendan.

- [Brendan] No, it's fine.

I just want you to
listen to me, okay?

- Okay.

- Something's wrong
with Professor Arnett.

Maybe Kyle too, but
definitely the professor.

- What do you mean?

- [Brendan] She might've
been infected by something.

- Well, that's funny
'cause that's what

she keeps saying about you guys.

- [Brendan] Fair enough.

I know how this looks, Ash.

And I don't blame you
for being paranoid.

Hell, I'd be paranoid
right now if I were you.

But you have to trust me.

She got something weird
off that test subject.

Dr. Lyons explained the
whole thing to me.

- Oh, really?

Dr. Lyons?

Why did he try to
grab me just now?

- He was probably
trying to talk to you.

- Really?

- Look, this whole
thing is a giant mix-up.

We weren't even
supposed to be here.

The professor bought us out here

because she hoped the rest
of us would be infected

by that Wilkes guy and she
could study the results.

- And how did you
manage not to get

infected all this time, Brendan?

- Just let me in, Ash.

We can sort this
whole thing out.

We'll call the police, the army.

Whoever you want to talk to,
we can explain it to them.

- You should've just let
us through the front door.

It would be a lot less painful.

[tone droning]

You feel better now?

- Much better.

- Then let's get the others.

[tense music]

- Kyle.

Thank god.

- I think I killed her.

- No, she's fine.

You just knocked her out.

- She kept trying to
do something to me.

She kept trying to put
her mouth on my ear.

- You did the right thing.

She could've infected you.

- I didn't mean to hurt her.

- Okay, enough, all right?

I need you here, Kyle.

Do you understand me?

Good.

Jennifer couldn't help herself.

Look at the blood
coming out of her ear.

Someone infected her just like
she was trying to do to you.

Now, come on.

I gotta get you out of here.

- I can't.

I have to stay here
until she gets better.

- No.

Whatever got to her,
we can't help her.

We'll go get some help.

You're gonna have
to trust me, Kyle.

- Okay.

- Come on.

We gotta go.

[heart beating]

[tense music]

- It's time for end game.

- [Wilkes] Hello, Mother.

Hello again, Kyle.

I can't enter you
physiologies from here,

but I can certainly talk to you.

No doubt that Kyle
has already told you

about my special abilities
with family members.

No?

Well, I can either
enter your dreams

or talk directly
into your minds.

- What do you want?

- [Wilkes] Your
bodies, of course.

I want my people to survive.

- Right.

Of course you do.

Come on.

I don't suppose you know
how to hot wire a car?

- No.

- That's where a juvenile
delinquent would come in handy.

Hey, we gotta go.

- Where are we gonna go?

- Computer room.

We can barricade
ourselves in there.

Let's go.

- You're making this
harder than it has to be.

- How did you know
we were coming?

- I patched to the
security system.

- Look, are you sure
he's not one of them?

- No.

He has a cochlear implant.

However these things are
spreading their virus,

they're using the inner
ear membrane to do it.

- Sound waves.

- [Arnett] What?

- Look, I saw that guy
Wilkes in a dream

and he told me
that their species

travels throughout the
universe using sound waves.

- That makes about as much sense

as anything else going on here.

Anyway, they probably think
that Peter is one of them.

- Guess again, Mother.

- Oh.

Hello, Wilkes.

Sedative.

Not enough to affect your mind.

Just enough to scramble
his transmissions.

So, is this a professional
call, or a social visit?

- Have Peter check the other
security cameras, won't you?

You're surrounded, Mother.

You have no way
out of that room.

Eventually, I will get in.

First, your minds.

Then, your bodies.

- He's right.

And we don't have
enough sedative

to block him for long either.

Eventually, he'll get
through to me or Kyle.

- Maybe we can counteract
the virus or reverse it.

- We'd need a full lab and
about a million tissue samples.

- Maybe we need a sound sample.

- Well, we don't
have that either.

Wait a minute.

I recorded one yesterday.

Whatever signal that
Wilkes has been

putting out for years, I assume.

- Okay.

So what if we reversed it?

- [Arnett] The signal?

- It's not too long.

I can just resample it
or reverse the waveform.

- We don't have any way
to broadcast it though.

- It doesn't matter.

It's not strong enough.

That's why Wilkes,
and everybody else,

has to put their mouth
directly to the victim's ear

to transmit the sound.

Put the reverse waveform
back up on the MP3 player

and load it up.

Look, we don't have
to take them all out.

Wilkes told me that he was the
progenitor, the alpha male.

If we could stop him,
he won't be able

to control the others anymore.

- What are you gonna do?

- It's your turn to trust me.

- All you have to
do is press play.

- Put Wilkes back
up on the monitor.

I'm ready to make
a deal, Wilkes.

You let Peter and my mom go,
you can have me free and clear.

No fighting.

- I'm not here to
make deals, Kyle.

- We have enough sedative in
here for a painless death.

That way you won't be
able to have me or Mom.

- Come out here in the hallway
and we'll see what happens.

- [Arnett] You can't
trade your life for ours.

- I'm not and he's not either.

Look, I'll be right back.

[heart beating]

- Hello, Kyle.

- Hello, brother.

- I knew you'd finally
see things my way.

I didn't want to fight you.

We are family, after all.

- I know.

- But once I have you, I
will control the others.

- Guess again.

[tone droning]

[grunting]

[dramatic music]

[heart beating]

[exhales sharply]

- Well, I think this
field trip was a bust.

[soft piano music]

- I apologize for all of this.

I had no idea how
dangerous Wilkes was.

I certainly didn't
know he carried

some sort of alien
contamination.

- What's gonna happen
to my students?

- An army transport
is flying in.

We're going to evac them
to a special hospital

for a complete physical
and a debriefing.

- Debriefing?

- Professor, you don't
think that after

everything they've gone through,

we're just going to let
them back into society

without finding out everything

that happened to them, do you?

- I guess not.

- That being said, the
medics have looked them over.

They show no signs
of contamination.

Whatever it was your son did

reversed the process
in all of them.

Even Wilkes.

After their hospital stay,

they'll be free to go
about their normal lives.

- What if this happens again?

- Absolutely not.

Now that we know the
risks involved.

- [Kyle] Hey!

- Hey, yourself.

How are you holding up?

- I'm okay.

Look, I wanted to see if
you wanted to take a ride

back with me on the helicopter.

- Me?

Not Jennifer?

- No.

Look, I'll see
Jennifer in a while.

I kind of wanted to
spend some time with you.

I mean, if that's okay.

- You bet.

[dramatic music]

[tense music]