I Am Number Four (2011) - full transcript

Whoo.

You know, showboating like that
just makes you look desperate.

Yeah, "Look at me. I can
flip my ski." Pathetic.

- Yeah.
- Daniel, that was awesome.

Nicole.

Hey, Daniel, Nicole left, huh?

Should've let me talk to her.

Whoo-hoo.

I love it out here.

The Big Dipper. It's my favourite.

- Do you know that one?
- No.



I got a D in Astronomy.

So, I never see you with anyone.

Do you have a girlfriend
out of town or something?

Daniel? Daniel?

I want you to feel this.

This is what's coming for you.

Daniel, are you ok?

Oh, my God.

He's a freak. He's
some kind of freak.

Number Three's dead.

You all right?

- Yeah.
- Anyone else see what happened?

I told you not to keep this
crap. It just slows us down.

All right, let's go.



Daniel.

This is the part I hate
the most, the running.

But it's the only thing
in my life that's real.

The rest is a lie.

Even Henri.

People think he's my father.

He's not.

He's a warrior from my planet,
assigned to keep me alive.

I don't remember my father.

All he left for me was
some kind of box.

Henri says he'll pass it on
to me when the time is right.

I got my first scar when
I was nine years old,

near the border of Mexico.

It woke me from my sleep.

It was the first sign that the

Mogadorians had found
us here on Earth.

The second scar
came when I was 12.

I was in Colorado, in the
middle of a spelling bee.

As soon as I felt it, I
knew Number Two was dead.

Last night, I got my third scar.

I was just a kid
when the Mogadorians

invaded my planet, Lorien.

Nine of us children escaped.

We were gifted, meant to protect
our people when we grew up.

We never got the chance.
Everyone was killed.

We are the last of our kind.

Three of us are gone. Dead.

They are hunting us down,
one by one, in order.

I know I'm next.

I am Number Four.

All right, well, so...

Daniel won't be in school
the rest of the semester.

Ok. You, too.

Your new ID.

And this time, you
stay out of sight,

huh? No school, no teams, nothing.

John Smith. Very original.

I don't want to be original.
I want to be invisible.

This time was different.

I didn't just get a scar.

I saw Number Three.

I felt the knife, I felt him
die. I could tell we all did.

- The others.
- We should get moving.

Mogadorians could've already
picked up our scent.

We're going to Paradise. I
have business to take care of.

It's Bernie Kosar.

Played football.

- Yeah, he played for Cleveland.
- Good to know.

Next time, I get
to pick the place.

Yeah.

That's all of it.
I'm going to bed.

Ooh. Hang on. I
need a new picture.

We have to wipe out anything
that hits the Internet.

Say "Paradise."

Oh, shit.

This is why I need
you to be invisible.

Get back inside.

John.

Come on. Come back inside.

Little small for a
Mogadorian, don't you think?

I'm sure he belongs to someone.

He doesn't have any
collar or tags.

Somebody, somewhere,
must miss you, huh?

Come on.

Another pair of eyes and
ears watching the house?

I'm gonna need
somebody to talk to.

Talk to me.

Yeah, keep the dog.

What are you gonna call him?

How about Bernie Kosar?

What are you doing up?

I changed my mind.

About what?

Look, as much fun as
you are to be around,

I can't be a prisoner. I
have to go to school.

- No. No way, too risky.
- Come on.

Number Three was completely off
the grid and the Mogs got him.

Come on. I'm gonna be
safer if I blend in.

I promise I'll keep a low profile.

Look. Even if I let
you, and I'm not,

you can't just waltz into
school and start class...

Do you think you're the only
one who can forge documents?

Do you have a...?

Five days of rations,
spare clothes, GPS, cash.

- What's your name?
- John Smith.

- Where are you from?
- Toronto.

You seem kind of tan for Toronto.

Santa Fe, New Mexico.
I know the drill, ok?

You keep this on you.
I'll call you every hour.

If you don't pick up, I
know something's wrong.

- Come on, every hour?
- That, or you can home school.

And I'll be your teacher.

Fine.

Hey, John, don't be stupid.
You keep your head down.

I know how to blend in.

Ok, doll. Take a seat.

I'll just print up your
schedule. Back in a jiffy.

I know she's the
star photographer,

but it's not fair to
the other students.

She's using up all
the vital supplies.

Emory, come on. "Strangers in

Paradise." At least
she's creative.

The pictures on her website
are totally inappropriate.

Mr Behrman, if you
want to keep the

photos, you should just say so.

Keep the photos? They're
already all over the Internet.

It's a violation to
post things like

this without people's permission.

You have to do
something about this.

Mr Behrman, excuse us
for a few minutes, ok?

Sarah, this is not like you.

Is there something going on?

- Everything's fine.
- Sarah?

- Honestly.
- Have a seat.

You can't let a few negative
students get you down.

Look, I don't want you to isolate

yourself from the
rest of the school.

- You should enjoy this year.
- Ok, I'll try.

Good.

Can I please have my camera back?

No more photos on
your website without

teacher and student permission.

Ok.

Here's your schedule.

Homeroom is calculus. That's
B-wing, room seven...

Oh, Sarah. Could you
show our friend

to his locker? He's from Santa Fe.

Job fair starts
tomorrow. Everybody,

job fair starts tomorrow.

What kind of camera do you use?

Eavesdropping? That's not
gonna win you friends.

- Check it out.
- What?

Tell that to the principal with
a fish tank for an office.

It's kind of hard not to hear.

Sorry. This whole place
is kind of a fish tank.

Well... Room seven
is down the hall,

and, that's your
locker right there.

Good luck...

Oh, John...

Smith.

Ok. You don't want to
tell me your name.

That's fine.

That's really my name. John Smith.

What's up, man? You new?

Mark James. This is Kevin,
Jackson, Tyler and Max.

- Hey, man, what's up?
- John.

Good to meet you, John.
Where are you from?

- Santa Fe.
- Oh, New Mexico.

Play any ball out there?

- Football?
- Yeah.

- No.
- Play anything?

Baseball? Soccer? Ping-pong?

Nope.

Ok. No, that's cool, man.
That's totally cool.

We could always use more
boosters in the stands, right?

Listen. You need anything,
you ask us, ok?

- We got you.
- I'll keep that in mind.

Good talking to you, big guy.

Look who it is.

Watch out, man.

Sorry, Sam.

Loser.

Wait up, fool.

Thanks.

Gotta love the classics.

Homecoming king versus
the science nerd.

Just get better with
time, don't they?

- That guy, Mark, he's...
- Soon to be irrelevant.

He's in the third year of the
best four years of his life.

So, she was like,
"The solar system's

sun does not revolve
around the Earth."

I said, "Yeah, right."

Hey, Spock.

- Nailed it.
- Heads up. UFO, brother.

That had to hurt.

Hey, stay down, man.
Just stay down.

He's gonna cry. He's gonna cry.

- Oh, Mommy's coming.
- Oh...

- Right in the face.
- Hey, are you ok?

- Assholes.
- Yo, new dude. Little help?

Jesus.

I'm fine. Get off me.

Come on, man.

- You ok?
- No.

That's quite an arm you got there.

Yeah. Who knew?

So, what's with the UFO thing?

I know it's your
first day and all,

but, sooner or later
you'll figure it out.

Figure what out?

I'm definitely not the guy
you want to hang with.

Invisible.

You heard me when I
said that, right?

Yeah. Yeah, because I
remember you being there.

Let us face, without panic,
the reality of our times.

The fact that atom bombs

may, some day, be
dropped on our cities.

And let us prepare for survival

by understanding the
weapon that threatens us.

Yeah.

How you settling in, bro?

- Fine, thanks.
- Good. That's good.

I see you and Spock are vibing.

Got a bit of a soft spot
for freaks, do you?

Who's talking?

Yikes.

Look. It's cute, it really is.
You are an adorable young man.

But I find it irritating,

so keep it on the bleachers, ok?

- All right.
- Good. That's good.

Also, while I'm here,

I'm gonna let you
in on a little tip.

Find your place fast. Catch
the rest of this flick, ok?

Jesus, dude. You are soaking wet.

John, get up. Come
on. We gotta go.

John.

- John.
- My hands. What...?

- Henri. My hands burn.
- John...

- Look at me and relax.
- What's happening to me?

They called them
legacies back home.

You, the nine, you're the
only ones who have them.

- Legacies?
- That's right.

Your parents were members
of the Lorien Garde.

You've inherited their
abilities. Gifts.

- Gifts?
- That's right.

My hands light up
like road flares.

And you call that a gift?

Each legacy has its own function.

There's... There's more coming?

As you breathe and focus, you're
gonna learn to control them.

Ok. ok.

Just like you're doing, right now.

Ok?

How do your hands feel?

- Better.
- Good.

So, what now?

Now?

We wait. You're gonna keep
growing stronger and faster.

I need you to be careful.

Right now, you have to focus
your mind. Get some control.

When you can do that, you
can get back to school.

I don't want to raise suspicion.
I still have business here.

In the meantime, your powers
will only draw attention.

You keep yourself in
check, you understand?

So I got all these powers, but
I'm not allowed to use them?

Exactly.

A little early for Thanksgiving.

Paper or plastic?

Whoa.

And you wind it here...

"Strangers in Paradise"?

I know. Arty, pretentious.

That's not actually
what I was gonna say.

I just needed a name for my
website and it was right there.

You know, they should've
called this town "Ironic."

Ironic, Ohio? Has a ring to it.

What's up with you? You look
different, or something.

Sarah, come over.
I got a new bike.

Ok, I will next week.

- Hold this for a second.
- All right.

Oh, they're so cute.

You know, I mean it.

Your photographs...

My parents make me
babysit for film money,

and those are two of my victims.

You know, I'm...

I'm actually trying to pay
you a compliment, but...

it's not going so well.

Oh.

Right.

Thank you.

I don't know, I just, see
better through this thing.

It's like my own
personal BS detector.

Come on. Let's go.

Excuse me. Did you
forget something?

You had two things
to do, you know?

Lock the door and
turn off the lights.

- That's Sam's dad?
- His stepdad.

Every night it's the
same thing with you.

This is it.

You live here?

Yeah, I grew up here.

- It's just a house.
- I know.

You hungry?

So, John, just moved from
Santa Fe a few weeks ago.

- The Smiths, right?
- Yes, sir.

- And your father's a writer?
- Yes, he is.

Everybody really does know
everything in this town.

Oh, gossip spreads like Ebola.

Question game.

Oh. Sorry, my bad.

All right, everybody,
surrender them.

Here you go.

All electronic devices.
Come on, Sarah. Thank you.

Hand them over.

- And you.
- Mum?

He'll get it back after dinner.
You'll get it back after dinner.

- Thank you, John. See? It's fine.
- All right.

So, Santa Fe's kind of hip,
right? You bored silly here?

Nah, not with the spring
carnival coming up.

It's fun, and you and your
folks should definitely come.

Oh, it's just me and my dad.

Where's your mum?

- My...
- Mum.

No, it's fine. My dad and
mum, they didn't get married.

You know, check it out. Carnival.

Sarah will be there taking
pictures for the paper.

Cheap labour.

- That is not why.
- No.

She's a very talented
photographer.

Question game.

Ok. Keep your voice
down, and we will play.

It's a dinner
tradition. Otherwise,

we'd never talk about
the good stuff.

Worst advice you ever got?

"Pull this."

Oh, stop.

That's really gross.

Ok...

"Your parents will never
know you're gone."

It worked with your folks.
That's how she got here.

- Stop it. Stop.
- Oh, my God.

- What?
- Ok, Sarah, your turn.

Oh. Mum telling me
that self-tanner

looks totally natural.

She was orange.

Like a traffic cone.
On picture day.

Oh, you should go
get that picture.

- We still have the picture.
- John, you are gonna...

Why would you want
to show him that?

I shouldn't have said it.

I think I tore them up.

Sorry about that.

- About what?
- My parents.

They were putting on the
"aren't we cool?" show.

They seem very proud of you.

Yeah, and they're already
trying to convince me

to go to the local community
college in Dayton.

They'd love it if I stayed here.

Got into wedding photography.

What do you want to do?

That's my favourite.

It's got all these light leaks

so the photos come
out so interesting.

Here, I'll show you.

See that one right there?

That's what I was talking about.

What's this?

That is kind of private, actually.

It's amazing.

- What?
- You...

You're allowed to look
at everyone else...

take our pictures, but...
we're not allowed to see you?

Ok. That's enough.

Seems like you want to run away.

I'll just be happy when
I can get out of here.

I don't know. I've been
to a lot of places.

You don't have to give me the

"there's no place
like home" speech.

I've heard it.

No, no. You can go wherever you
want, see whatever you want to.

But a place is only as good
as the people you know in it.

I...

I think this is a
pretty good place.

Bernie, you dumb dog.

- Does he belong to you?
- Yeah. I gotta go.

Well, hey. Hold on a sec.

Your turn.

Thanks.

I'm fine.

Heard you made quite an
impression in class yesterday.

Flash-light. It was a dumb
prank. But that class...

- Boring as hell? Yeah.
- Yeah.

Look, I know it's
none of my business,

but you need to stay off the grid.

- What do you mean?
- It's all over the school.

Mark James and his man-tards
have it out for you.

Sarah may act like one of us...

she's one of them.

He's into Sarah?

More than that. Nobody
can go near her.

They were like the town...

Whoa.

Loser.

No... ok, come on... Oh, God.

- Sucks to be you, bro.
- Seriously.

Want a napkin? Get
a clean-up crew.

I wonder who did that?

What a loser.

Leave me alone.

Ah, ah, ah...

Did you have a nice
time last night, John?

You see, in football, a
quarterback needs a few things.

Speed, strength...

Mostly, though, you
need intuition.

A feeling when things
are going south.

First time we talked, I
should've listened to mine.

There you go, John.

Good boy.

Maybe you got some intuition
working for you, too.

That was awesome.

Raided lost and found.

- Nobody loses anything cool.
- You gotta be kidding me.

Dude, it was that or the Hannah

Montana sweatshirt.
You got off easy.

So...

- who's in the picture?
- My dad.

The real one.

Where was that taken?

Mexico. The Yucatán.

We used to go every
year looking for

evidence of ancient astronauts.

Ancient astronauts?

Yeah. UFOs and shit.

Freak show stuff.

He called himself an
anthropologist...

He was really just a
foreman at the steel mill.

He spent all his time preparing
for some kind of alien arrival.

I used to think he was a genius.

Had to, I guess.

Nobody wants to admit
their dad's a freak.

Sam...

Sam.

Oh.

Malcolm, what were you up to here?

Jimmy, Vince, come
on, slow down, boys.

- Hey, Sarah.
- Hey.

Mark James decided to fire
a warning shot about you.

When you first meet somebody, do
you dump all your stuff on them?

All your mistakes, your secrets?

Look, Mark and I, we changed.

I got into photography,

and he wanted me to be his
own personal cheerleader.

Said I was becoming a total snob.

And when we broke up, that's
what he told everybody.

That I was a total bitch.
And everyone listened.

All my friends.

I'm sorry.

I'm not. I mean, I was...

but, I don't know,

I kinda look at it
like a total gift.

Got away from all of that.

So, what's the hottest
attraction at this place?

You gotta be kidding
me, right? This...

Don't be scared.

Save yourself.

Last year, she was
drawn and quartered.

It was awesome.

My God.

Hell's Gate.

Everybody off.

Quite a production.

Small town.

Ok. The last part got to me.

What is that?

Don't. Let him go. Let him go.

Stop it.

Hello?

Was that real? Are you all right?

Let me go. Stop it.

Leave him alone.

- No.
- Whoa. Calm down.

- Oh, my God. Just get off me.
- Sarah, come here.

- Idiot. It's you.
- Calm down. Calm down.

- Let go of me.
- You can take off, ok?

- Let go of me. Let go of me.
- Hey, listen. I will. I will.

Sarah.

Where is she?

It burns, man.

Dude, let go of me, bro, it hurts.

She's at Shepherd Falls. Dude,
put me down. What is that?

Where's John?

I don't get what happened to
us. I don't. I really don't.

So you have your friend
throw me over his shoulder,

drag me through the
woods to come here,

when all you had to do is ask
me. Like a normal person.

You don't have to tell me
I'm being an asshole, ok?

But you're a problem
for me, Sarah.

Yeah, well, you really
should get over that.

- Wait. Sarah, wait.
- Just stop it.

You ok?

I hope you can throw
with your left hand.

No, John, stop. Stop.

John. John, stop. Wait.

Hey. I just didn't want
you to break his arm.

It's not you, it's me. I shouldn't
have lost it like that.

Hey.

Will you walk me home?

You should really
get that looked at.

I will.

I...

I think we should talk.

I know. It's crazy.

Mark is insane.

And this is our last year.

Who knows where you'll
be in three months?

Exactly.

Who knows?

So, I guess I'll just...

see you when I see you?

Yeah.

Ok.

Your hand's really warm.

All I think about is you.

All I think about is you, too.

Where did you come from?

All right, Mum. I got it.

- I...
- Yeah, I should go.

Bye.

John. In here.

So, what are you?

You threw those football players
around like it was nothing.

And the hand thing?
That's not human.

So I'm asking you, what are you?

Do I need to threaten you?

All right, because I got
some pictures on my phone,

and they're gonna start
some major questions.

- Give me that.
- No.

You know I can hurt you?

Knock yourself out.

My entire childhood...

has been an episode of X-Files.

You know what it's like
to feel something...

so strong...

that every day you have
to keep telling yourself

your dad's gonna come back and
take you away from this shithole.

And that everything we
believed in was true.

And that we were not crazy.

Please.

Please.

Your dad was right.

What?

He was right.

About ancient astronauts...

life on other planets...

all of it.

Yes. I knew... I knew he
wouldn't just leave us.

I mean, they found
his truck near the

border of Mexico, and
he was just gone.

- Maybe they took him.
- Sam...

If he knew you were
here, he'd come home.

- You can't tell anyone.
- No, I wouldn't.

No, no, no. You gotta promise
me. Nobody knows this.

There are others from where
I'm from looking for me.

I'm not safe.

Sam. I know you are in there.
Get your ass in the house, now.

Wait until I get
inside and then go.

Sam?

I promise.

Yes.

Come on.

Hey, you maniac.

- Hello, son.
- Hey, what's with the...?

Hello, Dad.

Sheriff James says some
boys got hurt last night.

Couple of them spent the
night in the hospital.

- You said it was four?
- Yeah, four.

- On the football team.
- Yeah, that's right.

Of course, none of
them are talking.

That includes my own boy, Mark.

- Your son is Mark?
- Yeah, that's right.

You know, that was his
throwing arm that got hurt.

He said you were there.

No. I was actually with a girl.

So I wasn't paying
any attention...

Sarah Hart?

Well, no one wants to be the first
one to say what really happened.

But, eventually, someone will.

I'm sure you're right.
Thank you, Sheriff.

If we hear anything,
we'll let you know.

- Four of them, huh?
- Yeah.

Was it difficult?

Piece of cake.

Good. Means you're getting it.

Go upstairs, pack your stuff.

Because of last night?

Because I don't like people
showing up asking questions.

And I think this is
gonna raise a few.

"They walk among us."

What is this? Some more
"truth is out there" freaks?

Except that's actually you.

One of the kids must have
caught you on video.

Oh, shit.

He's some kind of freak.

I can't get through the firewall.

We have to go there and
take it down ourselves.

Mogs see this, just
a matter of time.

Pack your stuff. We're leaving.

I'm not going.

I'm sorry, what did you say?

I'm not going.

Ok. If you want to pick the
next place, that's fine...

It's not my fight
and it never was.

I can't even remember a
world before this one.

Wait, wait...

is this because of a girl?

Go upstairs and get your stuff.

- You're not my father.
- No, no, no. He's dead.

He died for you. In
fact, you know what?

You have no idea how
many others have

made sacrifices so you could live.

And it wasn't so you
could come here

and experience puppy love
like a real live boy.

I'm not leaving.

John... John.

I'm not leaving.

Oh, yeah, I can do that now.

Hey, John.

I'm letting go, ok?

- Ok?
- Ok.

On our planet...

Just tell me why they
want to kill me.

The Mogs, they don't
colonise. They

decimate. And then they move on.

And now, they've moved here.

There are few forces that can stop
them. You and the other five can.

You were saved for
a bigger purpose.

I'm not gonna let you throw
that away for a girl.

She's not just a girl.

I think about leaving her...

but I can't.

And I don't know why.

We don't love like the humans.
With us, it's forever.

You never forget.

If she is that for you,
then don't let them win.

Or you'll never forgive yourself.

Now, we have to go.

I'll take care of the website
tonight. Buy you a day.

A day? To say goodbye?

That's more than the
rest of us had.

He's some kind of freak.

Henri, I'm going to Sarah's.

Henri?

Henri? Hello? Henri?

No, but come here and I'll
tell you how to find him.

Who are you? Where's Henri?

417 Willard Court,
Warsaw, Indiana.

Come on, come on.

I need your help.

So, you guys... you guys don't...

- Abduct people?
- Yeah.

No.

But the other guys, the ones
that are chasing you...

they do?

That's it.

Thanks.

Whoa. You brought a gun?

I stole it from Ed. It might
come in handy. Let's go.

- No.
- Dude, I came here to help you.

You have. Now, go home.

Whoa.

- What are you doing?
- I'm not bailing.

What if these Mog
people took my dad?

Holy shit.

But you just dead-bolted it.

- Ok. New plan.
- Yeah.

You follow that guy and you
text me if he comes back, ok?

Copy that. I'm on it.

Henri.

- Are you ok?
- You're not supposed to be here.

- What happened?
- The Mogs set this up.

We need to leave. They're coming.

Everybody stays right where they
are or I'll shoot this kid.

I'll do it. Get your hands up.

So glad you brought the gun.

You're Malcolm's boy.

- Get the lights, will you?
- Shut up. Get your hands up.

Oh.

You. You're the one from
the video on our site.

- The one they're after.
- The one who's after?

- What's he talking about?
- The Mogs, they've been here.

- This was a trap.
- Yeah.

These dudes, whatever
they are, man,

they got plans, know
what I'm saying?

John...

I'm that guy, the conspiracy guy.

Nobody gives a crap what I
say. But this is real, man.

John. It's time to leave.

They like it here, Earth. They're

gonna take all this
shit, everything.

John. Now.

We either do what they say
or we are all gonna die.

It's time to go. Now.

John. John. John, no.

John, go.

- Now.
- Go.

Start the car. Come on.
Get us out of here.

- I can't find the keys.
- What do you mean?

- I can't find the keys.
- Come on. Come on.

Guys, what are we waiting for?

- I've lost the keys.
- John, start the engine.

- What?
- You can do it. Start the car.

- Come on.
- Start the car.

Whoa, whoa. Come on, come on.
He's coming. He's coming.

Start the car. Start the car.

Use your magic powers.
Come on. We are so dead.

Oh, my God.

Go. Drive the car.

You take this.

Malcolm was using it
to track the others.

- Wait. So, my dad was...
- He was helping us.

He was supposed to
bring us together.

You need to find the others.

Together you'll be more powerful.

I can't do this without you.

Yes, you can.

Yes, you can.

You have no idea what
you're capable of.

Henri.

Just let me talk.

Ok. So, I called
you like you said.

I mean, it's not my
fault they got...

I mean, we held up our end.

We're still in?

The whole new world order thing?

The Locator.

- Where is it?
- Ok.

All he had was a
knife and that rock.

And I put it...

- It was over there, man.
- "It was over there, man."

But it's not there now.

Cartoons for children.

Where I'm from, men have to work.

Look, I'll work hard.

The disregard that so many of
you have for practical matters,

it's... beautiful.

I think we should all
have some fun. Huh?

Gadgets. You call
them "toys for boys."

I have a gadget.

- Would you like to play with it?
- No, no. I...

It wants to play with you.

Need to talk to you.

Any idea where I might
find your friend?

He's not who you think he is.

Excuse me?

The Paradise Sheriff's Department

raided the home of two suspects,

seizing computers and
several suspicious items.

An APB has been issued on the
suspects and anyone with...

We need to get out of here.

There's a news thing.

The cops think you and Henri
are criminals or terrorists.

We're going back.

I'm outside of the
home here in Warsaw

where the mutilated bodies of two
paranormal website operators

were just found a few hours ago.

The police are not saying
if they have any leads

or even why these brutal
murders occurred.

Police have no suspects
at this time...

- I have one of those.
- What?

One of those. I took it
from my dad's stash.

- I need you to get it.
- Yeah, yeah.

Let me off at Linndale.
Sarah's at a house up there.

I'll call you after.

And then what?

Then I get the rock
and you go home.

- It's him.
- John?

- Did you see that?
- What's he doing here?

Yeah, he's here.

That's him.

Come on.

Come on.

Doesn't seem like
your kind of crowd.

Not so sure who my kind
of crowd is right now.

- Look, just...
- John Smith?

I'm such an idiot.

And they're saying that your
dad is some kind of terrorist.

He's not a terrorist.

Tell me the truth.

Who are you?

He's upstairs.

All right, guys, out of the way.

You didn't answer my question.

I just came to say goodbye.

John, wait. What are
you... No, John.

Don't move.

Sarah.

How...

- Move. Move.
- Go.

That was awesome.

Whoa...

What you did is not possible.

Who I am...

it's all in here. I
took these for you.

Wait. Come with me. Please.

Any idea where they'd be?

I think I know where she might go.

- Who the hell are they?
- Big-ass linebackers?

Holy shit...

No, no, no.

Dad.

An alcohol-fuelled
young guy like you...

healthy and well-fed.

I bet you watch a
lot of television,

don't you? Do you? Do you?

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

In this situation here,
you're probably thinking,

"Maybe I could save the day.
Maybe I could be the hero."

But I say... don't do that.

Ok?

Tell me now, where is the boy?

These are beautiful.

Can you show me?

- No.
- Get in.

Let me go. Let me go.

Let go of me.

- Hello?
- Where are you?

I'm at the high school.

Yeah, you need to get
out of there now.

Why? What's happening?

Your stunt with the car
is already on YouTube.

If they're not right
on your ass now,

they will be soon.

Come on.

And don't tell me
this is not my fight.

My dad probably knew
those guys were

coming and that's
why they took him.

And also, I have your dog.

Look, I'm on my way.

I'll meet you out
front of the school.

You've got to get out now.

John?

John.

Let's go.

Let go of me.

Jesus.

Sarah. If you're in there, run.

Run.

Let me go.

Listen to me. I'm not gonna
let them hurt you, ok?

Do you understand me? Come on.

It'd be a good idea,
cowboy, if you

kept your heroics
off the Internet.

Who are you?

Number Six. Where's
your protector?

- Dead.
- Yeah. Mine, too.

Mogs got her four months ago.

- We've been tracking them down.
- Tracking them?

Yeah. Lucky for you,
I saved your ass.

You should be watching
your own ass.

Mogs have all the exits covered.

Looks like you're gonna
have to fight to get out.

- Are you game?
- Yeah.

There's a tunnel under the school
that leads to the stadium.

Oh, you made friends. How nice.

Let's go.

Got any other legacies
I should know about?

Stay tuned.

Oh, shit.

Oh, shit.

Careful, they'll see us.

And you're going to
need all your energy.

- What was that?
- They're coming.

Ah. Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Whoa. Sam, what are you doing?

Did you see what just
flew out of that truck?

And your dog just shape-shifted
into one of them.

I thought he was gonna eat
me. Here's your rock.

Hi. I'm Sam. What's your name?

Jane Doe.

That's cool. It's cool.

So, are you a number, too?

- Who is this tool?
- Sam, focus.

What flew out of the truck?

Come on. Go, go.

Sam. Come on. Go.

Come on. Come on.

Come on.

- Hit me.
- What?

With your lumen. I
need to power-up.

Hit me.

Red Bull's for pussies.

He killed Henri. I want him.

Ah.

Four.

You're good with your hands.

- Thanks.
- No problem.

- My dog, he, he just...
- Yeah, he's a chimaera.

He came with you from Lorien.

Someone had to look after you.

You brought a gun?
Are you serious?

- What? It might come in handy.
- This way.

Go.

- Take her back to the tunnel.
- Got it. Come on.

Holy...

I play a lot of Xbox.

Oh.

Oh.

Number Four, I think you
have something I need?

Oh, thank you for making
this so nice and easy.

Think of how quickly
we'll finish off

the rest of the planet.
It's fantastic.

Soon, I'll be done
with all of you.

Just relax.

You can't stop what's
coming. You never could.

You have...

no idea...

what I'm capable of.

Ah.

John.

Fireproof?

I told you to stay tuned.

All right, give me that. Come on.

Thank you.

Oh. Well, that was disappointing.
So, not a tracking device?

No, it was.

- Did you feel that, too?
- Yeah.

- We know where we need to go.
- Yeah, we can find the others.

- Here.
- Thank you.

I hope this doesn't
get you in trouble.

Nah. Stuff goes missing
from evidence all the time.

My dad won't even know.

- You want to be heading west now.
- Why?

Because I told my dad
you're going east.

- Six, Sam's coming with us.
- What?

- No way.
- He's one of us now.

We need to find his father.

You slow us down, I'll
shoot you myself.

And I believe you.
Could we go now?

You know, I wouldn't
leave if it wasn't...

- Safer.
- Yeah.

I know.

Really sorry about what
happened with Henri.

Me, too.

You know I'll find you again.

Probably still be here.

It's the people that
make the place.

- Right?
- Yeah.

Henri warned me that we
only fall for one person.

Ever?

Ever.

This is the first town
I've left without Henri.

But it's also the first one I
have a reason to come back to.

Henri was right, we're
stronger together.

So we will find the others.

My planet is called Lorien,
but Earth is my home now.

It's as good a place as
any in the universe.

And that's how it's going to stay.

I Am Number Four...