Halfway Across the Galaxy and Turn Left (1993–…): Season 1, Episode 7 - A Visitor from Another Planet - full transcript

That's what I knew...
humiliation.

Desperate zealots, what funny children.

Why did she come? With baby Zeppy and then she left the spaceship in the park.

We don't need her.

Do you want to go on a pick-nick?

Pick-nick? Heda loves picnics.

I wish she'd go back home.
To milk jugs and drinks.

-Hi, honey.
-Hi, son.

Do I sound upset?

I'm not upset at all.

I've got good news.



-Has the government fallen?
-No, I'm engaged.

Congratulations.
I'm not sorry at all.

Why should I be?

I'm a family organizer.

This is the latest.
Everything you need to find X.

It's equipped with deep-space radar.

I just approach a planet and the radar recognises X's molecular structure.

She doesn't stand a chance.

Work hard while I'm gone.

Good hunting, Chief.

-Can't she stay a couple of days?
-No, she can't.

-But X?
-I said no, Father.

X knows bast.

I slept like an asteroid.



I love it here.

-I'll stay a couple of days.
-You must travel.

-I just want to help.
-Thanks, but we don't need any help.

I can handle the situation just fine.

Father, you'll have to confine your chores to housework.

You are not to pick up Mother from work.

-OK, X.
-Of course, X.

There must be something you're bad at at school, Qwrk.

I think Miss Breuster has stopped being suspicious.

She Qwrk can't help herself.

He has to show everyone how smart he is.

Is it a crime to be a genius?

-There must be something...
-Is there?

You worry too much.

Somebody has to.

Music!

When they see how hopeless you are, it outweighs everything else.

We're gonna come up with something really hard.

Violin? You can start today.

Mr. Hoenhaus has an hour free.

That's great. You can play "Happy Birthday" on everyone's birthday.

My brother wants to learn. We don't know if he's any good at it.

I'm looking forward to trying.

Put it down, Melissa.

Adapt and collaborate.

Hi, Charlotte.

Hi, Jenny.

-Cold?
-It's not cold.

-Have you had a boyfriend?
-Is that her boyfriend?

Are you okay?

You look pale.

-I had a boyfriend.
-What happened?

I moved out.

Have you seen it?
They're together all the time.

-It's not healthy.
-That's weird.

Nobody else talks to them.

Everybody come to the cathedral.

We're gonna talk about plants.

First we have the stem.

Tribes are recognized by their leaves and buds.

Most are above ground, but some grow below.

Stems are green when young but become woody as they get older.

The bud, the living part is on the top of the stem.

Flowers and fruits grow on the stem.

Most leaves...

-My hair!
-My hair has changed.

What are you talking about?
There's nothing wrong with your hair.

The leaves are arranged so they can get as much sun as possible.

It's a wonderful instrument.
You must look after it.

Yes, Mr. Hoenhaus.

Always remember...

What?

Yes, yes, yes... E minor.

Never demand of a violin, you must ask nicely and work with it.

One day it will show you a whole new world.

-Yes, Mr. Hoenhaus.
-Put it under your chin.

Take the bow.

All the great composers loved the violin.

Beethoven wrote such beautiful violin music.

Yes?

I'm sorry to bother you. I'd like to discuss a change of schedule.

-I have a lesson.
-Just for a little while.

Excuse me, young man, bureaucracy is always a priority...

over art.

Of course.

If you take them on Tuesdays, they can go to sports.

I have other classes on Tuesdays. Do I have to disappoint them?

The little ones get so much out of your classes.

Okay, music it is.

I'm just practicing.

-That's brilliant.
-A protégé. Wonderful, George.

-It just happened.
-It was just luck.

-Beginner's luck.
-We need to talk to your parents.

His education needs to be reorganized.

-Miss Breuster.
-He needs a lot of time.

to develop his skills.

It must be a mistake.
George has always been bad at music.

My parents don't want to hear a lot of silliness.

Being brilliant in the first lesson is justification for being silly. Doesn't it?

Yes, Miss Brewster.

Don't play on dangerous things like slides or things like that.

Your hands!

Of course, we'll have to look after you, George.

A protégé. Yes, yes, yes.

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You know, people make money playing to an audience.

We don't want an audience, we're hiding.

They're innately talented, like me.

I seem to have more than talent...

genius to be exact.

Bad luck, I'll tell them that ten has changed and you're not going to play the violin.

It's tryouts for the swim team, down to the pool.

Yes, Miss Harrow.

Okay, two lengths. Stand on the stools.

Hurry up.

Don't even try it, just rest.

Ready...

-What are you doing?
-Look at her!

Ready...

Go!

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Good swim, Charlotte.

That was amazing.

Is that common in this school?

-Which one?
-Being praised and patted on the back.

-Isn't that what you do from there, you comedians?
-Not often.

Are you sure I'm not interrupting?

Of course not, I was at your place.

-Doesn't your mother mind?
-She doesn't know anything.

But isn't she the Organizer?

Mom's not very good at organizing. Colin's been doing it since Dad left.

Drugs?

Our home isn't as special as yours. We don't have such nice furniture.

-Dad didn't want to replace it.
-Fathers can make trouble.

Ofog didn't do anything, if only he were here.

-Let go!
-Give me that. You ate the last one.

-Buy your own ice cream.
-No, I want this one.

-Go!
-It was in my room.

-I bought it.
-No, it was my money.

Look out.

Bravo! Get out of here!

-Give it to me, it's mine.
-No, it's not yours.

Fighting over candy is pointless.
Stop it or you'll go to...

to your rooms.

-Are you all right, Charlotte?
-I thought they needed organizing.

Here, take two.

Come and see my room.

Good thing she's not my sister.

Wait a minute, wait a minute.

Most of them came from the dump.

Look, all seven dwarves.

Except Butter.

They're broken, but I love them anyway.

-They should be fixed.
-Maybe, someday.

Dad used to do that.

-How long has he been gone?
-About a year.

-Doesn't anyone know when he'll be back?
-No, he won't.

It doesn't sound well planned.

It wasn't planned, it just is.

Sometimes people just don't get along, even after 15 years.

Mom says people would rather separate than live together and be miserable.

Sometimes I think you're the smartest person I know.

But in some cases, you don't get it.

It's hard for you because you get far away.

Peru's pretty religious, isn't it?

You have to understand what it's like here, or no one will like you.

-Don't you want us to like you?
-It's not that.

-What is it?
-I can't explain.

Why can't you? You speak our language, what's so difficult?

I thought we were going to be friends...
Do you know why?

Because I saw a shooting star not long ago.

It fell over there, so I wished.

It was probably greedy, but I wished for two things.

And I wished for a friend, so school was different this year.

And the next morning, I met you.

A shooting star, a light over the pasture, and then you.

Where are you from?

Do you want a handkerchief?

Cheers.

I'm going to put on the dinner.

Would you like to eat with us, Charlotte?

Are you all right?

I'm fine. I'm just...

You're not fine.
You're getting sick.

There's a virus going around right now.

I thought she looked bad.

She has a fever too.
We should take her home.

Bitch, heckle hand on blue.

Strange dances they have.

Father, left foot on orange.

Hi, Renée.

Charlotte seems to have caught a bug.

It's not like you.

Let me see.

-She's not well.
-She's sick.

-Impossible.
-Not Charlotte.

She's got a fever. I think it's just the flu going at the moment.

Just put her down for a couple of days.

-I'm sorry?
-Yes, you.

I can't do that.

She decides when we go to bed.

What Charlotte needs is rest and plenty of fluids.

-Do you have a doctor?
-Do you have a doctor?

-Nearby?
-Of course.

Thank you for taking me home. Everything's fine now.

Are you sure?

I'm going straight to bed.

Hey, Jenny, I had a great time.
Thank you so much.

Hi, Charlotte. Take care.

-You'll look after her, won't you?
-Bye, Carmel.

We should get together soon.

It's called a sneeze.

I think I'm coming down with some kind of native disease.

The local cure for viruses is bed rest.

We're gonna be okay without you?

Yes, we will.

Door's opening.
Rusty, you're on your own.

Ship from Zyrgon.

How will you pay?

-Just fill it up. Government directive.
-Directive? Which government is sitting?

Show more respect, please.

You know what I wish?

Bigger doorways?

That the entire galaxy is free of renegades...

and distasteful people like you.

Skip the speeches, I've got work to do.

On my way back with the X-wraith and her family...

I thought you guys were friends.

I'm taking you with me, too, and nothing or no one can stop me.

Let's go.

Just what we need: a fascist with pointy hips.

Just wait, I'll get you again.
I swear I will.

I'm sorry you feel bad, but it's your own fault.

You worry until you get sick.
The family's doing fine.

They need me. I have to protect them from being found out.

And protect them from the danger of Zyrgon.

Look around you. Girls have fun here. You should too.

-My duty...
-You have an obligation to be yourself.

Do you remember when you were with me at the fundraiser?

Get your hybrids in here!

I'd never seen you so happy.
It was you, wasn't it?

Before all the organization bickering.

You have a chance to put it behind you. You can be happy here.

Zyrqon's over if you want it to be.

I'll come and get you X.

You can't escape.
I'll catch you in the end.