The Outer Limits (1995–2002): Season 5, Episode 17 - The Inheritors - full transcript
A man is killed when a meteor strikes him in the head. When the coroner examines him, tentacles exit the hole in his head and then the corpse gets up and walks off.
[people chattering]
[man laughing]
[people chattering]
[woman laughing]
Come on,
it wasn't that bad.
It was terrible.
Oh, my god,
you know I just--
I just wanna meet the guy
who's got the guts
to charge $2,000
for a painting called
"Problem stain 11."
You did meet him.
No.
Yeah. The guy
with the greasy ponytail
and the...
oh!
English accent.
I didn't say
anything terrible, did I?
Well, it depends
how he took the suggestion
about the
complimentary airsick bags.
[both laughing]
Oh.
Do you love me, Jacob?
Oh Yeah. More than--
more than all the bad art
in the world.
[laughing]
No, I'm not-- I'm not kidding.
I know.
I wouldn't want these
to go to waste.
[both chucklIng]
I wish we hadn't sent out
the invitations.
We could drive all night
to a tacky chapel in Vegas.
[laughing]
Well, h-Hey, maybe
Mr. Greasy Ponytail's
an ordained minister.
[laughing]
Come on.
[booming]
(Kara)
Jacob, look.
What the hell is that?
[exploding]
(Kara)
It's almost--
it seems like
it's coming this way.
Run.
[whooshing]
Jacob?
(Kara)
No.
Help! Somebody help!
(Kara)
Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
(Ollie)
Boy.
The guy took
one hell of a shot.
(Michaels)
it wasn't a bullet.
According to
the police report,
he was hit by some kind
of meteor fragment.
Are you serious?
Witnessed by his fiancee
and a couple of bystanders.
[sighing]
Talk about
your number bein' up.
No exit Wound.
Whatever the hell it was,
it must still be in there.
You want, uh, I should start
turning our friend here
into a canoe?
No, not yet,
I just want to see how deeply
the Fragment's lodged.
[whirring]
Hold on.
[whirring stops]
[squelching]
Hey, I think I feel it.
Unless it's bone fragment.
[sighing]
Not a bullet, huh?
Well, it sure looks
like a bullet to me.
Not like any I've ever seen.
[exclaiming]
Post mortem reflex.
What the hell?
Holy Gee...
[squelching]
[screeching]
[exclaiming]
[gasping]
[spluttering]
[coughing]
[panting]
[spluttering]
[gasping]
[gasping]
[groaning]
[thudding]
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(narrator)
From the time
our earliest ancestors
looked to the stars,
we have wondered
what secrets they held.
But will we be ready
when those answers
are disclosed?
(Michaels)
Well, I can see it
in your face.
You don't believe us.
At the end of a long shift,
I start seeing things, too.
Something came out
of the wound
in that man's head, all right?
Now We both saw it.
Yeah. A, uh, baby octopus.
I believe I described it
as a tentacle.
Not an octopus.
Oh, sorry.
And the, uh, blue glow?
I guess that was, what?
Uh, a reading light?
You think this is funny,
lieutenant?
No. As a matter of fact,
I don't.
I told you
this was going to happen.
There was a meteor last Night.
Yeah, it lit up
the switchboard at 911.
Your own witnesses claim
that this man
W-was hit by a fragment.
Right? You saw the projectile
I pulled out of his brain.
Which I'm still not convinced
didn't come from a weapon.
So are you
discounting the possibility
that something, uh...
some Biological contaminant
entered this man's body
along with this object.
Yeah, I'm not
discounting anything.
I've got my men
looking for Jacob Hardy
even as we speak.
I assume
you checked his house?
His fiancee
was pretty distraught.
First, he's declared dead
and now he's a missing person.
You know, if his injuries
are as severe
as you say they are,
odds are,
he's already face down
in an alley somewhere.
I want my report filed.
It'll be filed.
And, uh,
if you see anymore seafood
comin' out of people's brains,
be sure and give me a call,
you hear?
Son of a bitch.
Listen, doc.
W-why don't you, uh,
why don't you go on home?
And--and--and take it easy?
Get a-- get some rest.
I mean, you don't have
to come back.
I--I can get O'Neil
to cover for you,
in case anything comes up.
Well, thanks.
I got my beeper.
I'll be at sacred Cross.
[zipping]
Next couple of Hours.
Geez, you don't miss a day,
do you?
Well, if she were your wife,
you wouldn't either.
Yeah.
I see what you mean.
[beeping]
[woman over P.A. system]
...pick up line one please.
Doctor...
[knocking]
How's my girl today?
All right, don't tell me,
I know.
Nurse's gossip
is the same old same old, eh?
They never remember you
like a breeze.
And an I.V. Tube
is no substitute
for haute cuisine.
[chuckling]
Oh, well.
What are you gonna do, huh?
When I get you out of here,
I'm gonna cook you, um,
too-many-Flavors
chinese Chicken.
That's your description,
not mine.
[sighing]
Your sister sends her love.
Her lazy-ass Husband
still can't get arrested.
[cardiogram beeping]
Neither can
the hit-and-run driver
who put you here.
[whispering]
Oh, god.
[sighing]
Oh, God.
Uh, work is, uh, work is...
[laughing]
work is work.
Although I can't pretend
it's been Boring.
Daria.
I had the STRANGEST case
last night.
It's like someone
struck by the hand of god.
I know th--that--
that sounds corny,
but I tell you,
it doesn't get any weirder
than this.
It's like out of
one of those sci-fi movies
you used to love.
Um, you still love.
Only this was real, Daria.
This was real.
I wasn't on the floor
but Margaret was.
She swears this guy
was practically flatlining.
They rush him into O.R.,
when he gets up,
and he walks away.
3 orderlies
couldn't stop him.
Uh, sorry,
I don't mean to be nosy.
But, what's this
about a critical patient
walking away?
What kind of injuries
are we talking about here?
Are you ready for this,
Dr. Michaels?
This guy was apparently hit
by a piece of that meteor
last night.
Meteor?
I just heard about it
second hand.
But they tell me
he had a hole in his head
practically big enough
to fit your fist through.
He's bleeding
like a son of a gun,
they gave him a cat scan
as soon as he came in.
The attending said
he should have been brain dead
3 times Over.
His name wasn't Hardy?
Uh, man in his late 20's?
Jacob Hardy.
No. Uh, Sawyer.
Something Sawyer.
I think they said
he was in his 40's.
What do you make of it,
Dr. Michaels?
Abby, could you do me a...
big favor?
You're gonna get me
in trouble again, aren't you?
(Kara)
my god, Jacob.
[door closing]
[whispering]
Oh, god.
I couldn't believe it
when they told me.
I'm ok.
The police they were here.
They're looking for you.
We've got to call them.
No.
They just want
to make sure you're--
no!
Look at you.
I've got to get you
to the hospital.
No, I'm all right.
How is that possible?
I saw you. That thing tore
right into your skull.
I can't explain it--it either,
but it's healing, and I...
I feel ok.
It's a Miracle, Jacob.
There's no other word for it.
They said that you were dead.
I need you to help me, Kara.
I'll take care of you,
I'll do whatever
I have to do.
We'll get through this.
I know we will.
I gotta go away
for a while.
Go away?
What do you mean?
You're still hurt.
Y-you--you don't recover
from something like this
overnight.
You love me,
don't you?
How can you ask me that?
You asked me, remember?
If you love me,
you have to do exactly
as I tell you.
All right.
What do you want me to do?
If the police ask.
If--if anybody--anybody asks,
you have to tell them
that I'm-- that, um,
you don't know where I am.
That I was never here.
Oh, God.
Kara.
All right, I'll try.
I won't say anything.
But I have to know
where you're going.
At least for how long.
Everything...
is gonna be fine. I promise.
[whimpering]
[engine revving]
[sobbing]
[bird cawing]
[cat mewing]
(Kelly)
Jacob Hardy? Curtis Sawyer.
You in pain, Kelly?
No.
You know, I have to assume
that you both understand
why we're here.
We had to come.
There was no other way.
There's so much work to do
and there's--
there's so little time.
6 days.
10 hours.
6 days, 9 hours, 40 minutes,
to be precise.
Look. What if
we can't finish in time?
We have to finish.
I'm looking forward
to doing my part.
And it's just us?
If there were more, we'd know.
At least I think we would.
[clinking]
Jacob's is in the hands
of the authorities.
We'll have to make do
with Just these 2.
All we know for certain
is that everything
depends on us.
Everything.
Well, we got
a full plate today.
Rock climber they pulled
from Mt. Hood,
a stroke victim from the V.A.,
and an a.I.D.S. Case
that came in last night.
Dr. Michaels?
(Michaels)
Oh, sorry, Ollie.
I found another one.
What are you talking about?
I ran a search
of all trauma victims
at area hospitals,
from the night
Jacob Hardy came in.
Not only
were he and Curtis Sawyer
hit by pieces of that meteor,
but so was a waitress
by the name of Kelly risely.
What kind of injuries?
Same as the others.
Massive brain trauma.
And she was scheduled
for exploratory brain surgery,
at 7 a.M., the morning
after the incident.
And she walked out
of the hospital?
Exactly right.
What the hell
is going on here?
I don't know. I do not know.
[sighing]
Whatever fell out of the sky
the other night,
put at least 3 people
on the Brink of death.
Over it,
in the case of Jacob Hardy.
And then,
brought them all back.
[snorting]
Whoa, that's pretty weird.
Really Weird.
Look. I got a copy
of Curtis Sawyer's cat scan.
He's the guy that walked out
of the E.R. At sacred Cross.
Well, this is a little
above my pay grade, doc.
The man
was basically comatose.
The same deep coma
that Daria's in.
And he came out of it.
This-- this is all about her,
isn't it?
You believe in fate, Ollie?
[chuckling]
Oh, geez, are you kiddin?
After what's happened here
over the last couple of days,
I don't know
what I believe in anymore.
I don't know why,
but I am convinced
that Jacob Hardy
crossed my table for a reason.
And I owe it to myself
to find out why.
I owe it to my wife.
I've seen streaks before,
but this has got to be
some kind of record,
Mr. Hardy.
2 sessions
of commodities day trading,
and you've turned, uh,
$4,600 into
[calculator ticking]
$293,000 and change?
The power
of leveraged trading.
[chuckling]
Where do we go from here?
Place the money
in these trades.
[sIghing]
I should tell you this, uh,
this soybean play,
bucks the advice
of our analysts.
Maybe you'd like
to read their report?
Tell me.
Do many of your clients
multiply their money
70 fold in 48 hours
by listening to the advice
of your analysts?
So, you'd like me to--
execute the trades
as described.
I don't think
I've seen you
in the library before.
My first Time.
Stress strain curves
of non-ferrous Metals.
Comparisons
of tensile strengths
in titanium alloys.
Pretty Heady stuff.
Well, hopefully they'll
supplement the abstracts
I found on the net.
I take it you're a student
in metallurgy?
More of a Hobby, really.
[chuckling]
Hobby?
Nothing better
than curling up
with a good book on
extractive mineral separation.
I beg your pardon?
Nothing.
Hello?
Oh, hi. Sorry.
Are you Kara Delaney?
Are you with the police?
No, no, no, no.
I'm, uh, I'm with
the medical examiner's Office.
May--may I help you
with these?
[creaking]
May I?
Come in.
If you're looking for Jacob,
I'm afraid
I can't be of much help.
He never contacted you?
No.
I was the pathologist
who was working on Jacob
when he...
uh, when he
came out of his coma.
Ian Michaels.
Doctor. Is it doctor?.
uh, Ian is just fine.
Ian,
Jacob did come to see me.
Just long enough
to get his things.
Did you tell the police?
He made me promise I wouldn't.
I don't even know
why I'm telling you.
But I'm just so desperate.
Did Jacob say
where he was going?
No. And that's the truth.
I don't know where he is.
Only that...
he drove away with a woman
that I've never seen before.
(Michaels)
was this the woman?
Oh, my God.
Yes.
I mean, I didn't get
a good look at her
but I'm almost sure that
that's her.
Who is she?
Uh, it's a long story.
Do--do you mind my asking
How Jacob acted
when you saw him?
He was different.
Not just that he said
he had to go away,
he was distant.
You can't imagine
how difficult this has been.
To see the person
that you love most
in the world
straddling life and death.
I think I can, Kara.
Dr. Jones, Isolation...
[phone ringing]
Dr. Jones, Isolation.
Hey, Abby.
Dr. Michaels.
We tried to call you.
[phone ringing]
Your wife had a SEVERE
respiratory episode.
They had to give her
an emergency trache.
[cardiogram beeping]
[whispering]
Daria?
[exclaiming]
Daria. Daria.
It's me, Ian.
[cardiogram beeping rapidly]
It's ok, it's ok,
take it easy.
Take it real easy.
[moaning]
Nurse!
Nurse, somebody get in here!
No, Daria.
[cardiogram beating rapidly]
[gibbering]
[choking]
[screeching]
[Daria groaning]
[gasping]
[gasping]
[panting]
[sighing]
[sighing]
[machine whirring]
[rumbling]
[man shouting]
[horns honking]
Sawyer, Curtis w., 41.
Drives a Hack.
Was parked outside
a residence by the waterfront,
when a fragment of Meteor
punctured his skull
above the right eye.
He was rushed to
sacred cross emergency room,
and like you said,
he took a powder
before they could operate.
And where is he now?
Well, I'm getting to that.
Morning after all this,
he gets a consulting job
at carderon Technologies.
Computer Firm.
Scored higher
on an ABILITIES test
than anyone
they've ever seen.
The guy drove a taxi.
Seems he gets up to speed
on all this advanced research,
and then disappears.
All right, um,
what about the woman?
Ah, Kelly risely.
Also a victim
of meteor fragment.
Uh, shakes it off.
Waitress on thursday,
on saturday
she gets her hands on, uh,
dozens of high-tech books
and journals,
all relating to metallurgy.
All right, and where is she?
Don't know.
Didn't go home.
But, uh, she managed
to call her folks,
and her work,
to tell them not to worry.
And then, there's your pal.
Jacob Hardy.
Old Jacob's been making, uh,
quite a killing
in the commodities market.
Cashed out to the tune
of almost $500,000.
Uh, I didn't get any more
on his fiancee than you did.
So-so you can't find
any of them?
Well, you asked me
to follow up on these people,
and I did what I could.
How many people do you have
working on this?
You're lookin' at him.
Only as of today,
I'm back to my real job.
Which is
investigating Homicides.
Doesn't it strike you as odd,
that 3 ordinary people
get hit by pieces
of the same meteor,
and instead of dying,
they all become geniuses
of one kind or another?
Odd? Yes.
Freaky? Oh, yeah.
But, uh, what it all means?
Hell, your guess
is as good as mine.
Wait, wait, wait, wait.
What if they're working
in concert because
they're directed by something?
Look, doc, uh,
none of these people
have done anything
that even approaches Illegal.
So that's it?
You're just gonna drop it.
You show mw a law
that's been broken.
A, uh, spaceship
that's double-parked.
Anything. And I'll go to town.
But, uh,
if you want my real opinion,
I think this adds up
to a whole lotta nothin'.
a whole iotta nothin'.
just one man's opinion.
[hissing]
[hissing stops]
[clinking]
[clicking]
[clanging]
[humming]
[thumping]
[hissing]
[hissing]
God Almighty.
[keyboard clicking]
[beeping]
Configuration complete.
[clinking]
[clanging]
[whooshing]
[roaring]
[crackling]
How does it look?
It's ready for a test.
Jacob.
[cat mewing]
[mewing]
Ready?
Go.
[whooshing]
[tinkling]
Perfect.
It's time to round up
the subjects.
One by one.
[birds chirping]
You new here?
I just started volunteering
this week.
What's the matter?
Couldn't get a job?
[laughing]
Uh, no. I'm a, um,
a musician. I work nights.
Oh.
I used to play
a pretty mean piano, Myself.
Yeah?
Great way to meet the ladies.
[chucklIng]
[sighing]
I can't do much
with These old hands anymore.
Do you like it here,
Mr. Sanborn?
They say I got 2 months.
Maybe less.
[walker clicking]
This isn't how I ever
pictured the end to be.
What if you had a chance
to go somewhere better?
What do you mean "Better?"
Well, somewhere where
you could play piano Again.
Depends on how good-lookin'
the ladies are.
Would you like to go
on a walk, Mr. Sanborn?
(Kelly)
You been here a long time?
Whenever I have
an operation.
I bet it really hurts
sometimes, huh?
I'm ok.
Do you like
to go on rides, Shana?
Like Roller coasters
and stuff?
Yeah. Like Roller coasters
and stuff.
Before I got sick,
I went on the upside-down kind
3 times.
Wow. That's pretty brave.
Would you like to go
on even a better ride?
I don't think they'll let me.
Ok.
(Michaels)
Something's wrong.
Tell me what's wrong.
She's sliding, Dr. Michaels.
The only thing
keeping her going right now
is the life support.
[telephone ringing]
Sunday
is our 5th Anniversary.
[whispering]
It's not fair.
[woman over P.A. system]
[phone ringing]
Hello?
(Jacob)
Hi. It's me.
Jacob, where are you?
Look, I--I just wanted
to let you know
that I'm ok.
I didn't-- I didn't want you
to worry.
For god's sake.
Why won't you tell me
where you are?
[sIghing]
I love you.
[phone clicking]
[dial tone]
[hanging up]
Dr. Michaels?
You found Jacob Hardy.
I wish I could say
that I had.
I need your help, Doc.
Well, what is it?
In the last 36 hours,
there have been
as many as, uh,
a dozen reports
of people going missing.
From hospices,
clinics, hospitals,
all of them
diagnosed terminal.
What does that have to do
with Jacob Hardy
and the others?
Well, we have
hard evidence that, uh,
Hardy, Kelly risely,
and Curtis Sawyer
are responsible
for these abductions.
Well, what do they want
with dying patients?
Human Experiments.
Hell, I don't know.
I've got a dozen men on it.
And whatever you've got,
no matter how crazy it sounds,
I want you to share it
with my team.
What are you not telling me?
One of the patients
they took...
Oh, god, no. Daria?
The Hospital's been trying
to reach you.
I'm sorry, Dr. Michaels.
Look, uh, I'm--I'm
on my way over there
right now.
We're gonna do
everything we can
to get her back.
We'll talk later.
[phone ringing]
Ian Michaels.
(Kara)
Hi, it's Kara Delaney,
you remember me?
(Michaels)
Have you heard from Jacob?
Yes, and I'm pretty sure
I know where he is.
(Jacob)
So look around you.
It's not the world
that it once was.
Is it really all that hard
to leave it all behind?
Who'd like to go first?
Are you sure this is it?
A friend of mine works
for the phone company,
and she said the phone call
was made from here.
[door opening]
[thudding]
[roaring]
[gasping]
[screaming]
[sighing]
Stop!
Kara.
(Kara)
Jacob!
You can't do this!
You've gotta
let these people go!
I know it's hard to accept.
We just watched a man
burn to death.
Vaporized. You killed him.
No. He wasn't killed.
(Jacob)
He was saved.
I knew you'd come too,
Dr. Michaels.
Daria.
Jacob, something
has happened to you.
Something's happened
to all 3 of you.
You're right.
We've received a gift.
God save us from
True Believers.
Look. Why don't you
let these people go,
and you can take your time
and tell us all about it.
Nobody here's being held
against their will.
Jacob, you're preying
on the vulnerable,
on the dying.
What, false hope is better
than no hope at all?
Is that it?
I'll leave that
for you to judge.
[sighing]
(Kara)
What about the children?
You can't expect them
to understand.
(Jacob)
You underestimate
their wisdom.
They--
they have their whole lives
ahead of them.
You sure as hell didn't ask
my Wife's permission.
(Curtis)
You were on the verge
of taking her
off life-support,
Dr. Michaels.
Would those actions have been
so different from ours?
Someday, Kara,
this will all be clear.
You'll-- you'll understand.
I wish I were sure
the same were True for you.
This technology. This machine.
Where does it come from?
A world ravaged by disease.
They need new blood
to rebuild.
New Life to repopulate
their dying planet.
Why?
Why do you choose
the terminally ill?
Out of respect.
Out of deference.
To give something in return
for what they're receiving.
They-- they offer life...
for life.
You can't believe them.
You haven't seen
everything I've seen.
What will happen
to those people?
Their illnesses,
their infirmities,
they'll all disappear.
Can't you see he's gone crazy?
They've all gone crazy.
(Jacob)
crazy? Kara, look at me.
You know I'm not crazy.
Who'd like to go next?
[brakes screeching]
Time's almost up,
Dr. Michaels,
the window's closing.
The choice is in your hands.
If I'm wrong...
May God forgive me.
[man on police radio
chattering]
[roaring]
Mother of God.
(Dane)
Get back
away from that thing. Now!
(Kara)
We tried.
We tried to Stop 'em.
All of you, arms in the air!
Dr. Michaels, for god's sakes,
get away from that thing.
You can't stop me,
lieutenant.
You're gonna help
some Brain-damaged Psychos
incinerate your wife?
This isn't mercy killing.
It's murder.
They can cure something
that I can't.
You don't know that, Ian.
How can you be sure?
Faith.
It's all I have left.
Ian! No!
All right,
put your hands in the air!
This is your last warning.
[gun firing]
Jacob!
[roaring]
[roaring]
[groaning]
[thudding]
[whooshing]
[roaring]
(narrator)
it is our nature
to fear a dark purpose
in that
which we do not understand.
But True evil
May lie more in ignorance
than in suspicion.
[man laughing]
[people chattering]
[woman laughing]
Come on,
it wasn't that bad.
It was terrible.
Oh, my god,
you know I just--
I just wanna meet the guy
who's got the guts
to charge $2,000
for a painting called
"Problem stain 11."
You did meet him.
No.
Yeah. The guy
with the greasy ponytail
and the...
oh!
English accent.
I didn't say
anything terrible, did I?
Well, it depends
how he took the suggestion
about the
complimentary airsick bags.
[both laughing]
Oh.
Do you love me, Jacob?
Oh Yeah. More than--
more than all the bad art
in the world.
[laughing]
No, I'm not-- I'm not kidding.
I know.
I wouldn't want these
to go to waste.
[both chucklIng]
I wish we hadn't sent out
the invitations.
We could drive all night
to a tacky chapel in Vegas.
[laughing]
Well, h-Hey, maybe
Mr. Greasy Ponytail's
an ordained minister.
[laughing]
Come on.
[booming]
(Kara)
Jacob, look.
What the hell is that?
[exploding]
(Kara)
It's almost--
it seems like
it's coming this way.
Run.
[whooshing]
Jacob?
(Kara)
No.
Help! Somebody help!
(Kara)
Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
(Ollie)
Boy.
The guy took
one hell of a shot.
(Michaels)
it wasn't a bullet.
According to
the police report,
he was hit by some kind
of meteor fragment.
Are you serious?
Witnessed by his fiancee
and a couple of bystanders.
[sighing]
Talk about
your number bein' up.
No exit Wound.
Whatever the hell it was,
it must still be in there.
You want, uh, I should start
turning our friend here
into a canoe?
No, not yet,
I just want to see how deeply
the Fragment's lodged.
[whirring]
Hold on.
[whirring stops]
[squelching]
Hey, I think I feel it.
Unless it's bone fragment.
[sighing]
Not a bullet, huh?
Well, it sure looks
like a bullet to me.
Not like any I've ever seen.
[exclaiming]
Post mortem reflex.
What the hell?
Holy Gee...
[squelching]
[screeching]
[exclaiming]
[gasping]
[spluttering]
[coughing]
[panting]
[spluttering]
[gasping]
[gasping]
[groaning]
[thudding]
(male narrator)
There is nothing wrong
with your television.
Do not attempt
To adjust the picture.
We are now controlling
the transmission.
We control the horizontal,
and the vertical.
We can deluge you
with 1,000 channels,
or expand one single image
to crystal clarity,
and beyond.
We can shape your vision
to anything our imagination
can conceive.
For the next hour,
we will control
all that you see and hear.
You are about to experience
the awe and mystery
which reaches
from the deepest inner mind,
to the outer limits.
(narrator)
From the time
our earliest ancestors
looked to the stars,
we have wondered
what secrets they held.
But will we be ready
when those answers
are disclosed?
(Michaels)
Well, I can see it
in your face.
You don't believe us.
At the end of a long shift,
I start seeing things, too.
Something came out
of the wound
in that man's head, all right?
Now We both saw it.
Yeah. A, uh, baby octopus.
I believe I described it
as a tentacle.
Not an octopus.
Oh, sorry.
And the, uh, blue glow?
I guess that was, what?
Uh, a reading light?
You think this is funny,
lieutenant?
No. As a matter of fact,
I don't.
I told you
this was going to happen.
There was a meteor last Night.
Yeah, it lit up
the switchboard at 911.
Your own witnesses claim
that this man
W-was hit by a fragment.
Right? You saw the projectile
I pulled out of his brain.
Which I'm still not convinced
didn't come from a weapon.
So are you
discounting the possibility
that something, uh...
some Biological contaminant
entered this man's body
along with this object.
Yeah, I'm not
discounting anything.
I've got my men
looking for Jacob Hardy
even as we speak.
I assume
you checked his house?
His fiancee
was pretty distraught.
First, he's declared dead
and now he's a missing person.
You know, if his injuries
are as severe
as you say they are,
odds are,
he's already face down
in an alley somewhere.
I want my report filed.
It'll be filed.
And, uh,
if you see anymore seafood
comin' out of people's brains,
be sure and give me a call,
you hear?
Son of a bitch.
Listen, doc.
W-why don't you, uh,
why don't you go on home?
And--and--and take it easy?
Get a-- get some rest.
I mean, you don't have
to come back.
I--I can get O'Neil
to cover for you,
in case anything comes up.
Well, thanks.
I got my beeper.
I'll be at sacred Cross.
[zipping]
Next couple of Hours.
Geez, you don't miss a day,
do you?
Well, if she were your wife,
you wouldn't either.
Yeah.
I see what you mean.
[beeping]
[woman over P.A. system]
...pick up line one please.
Doctor...
[knocking]
How's my girl today?
All right, don't tell me,
I know.
Nurse's gossip
is the same old same old, eh?
They never remember you
like a breeze.
And an I.V. Tube
is no substitute
for haute cuisine.
[chuckling]
Oh, well.
What are you gonna do, huh?
When I get you out of here,
I'm gonna cook you, um,
too-many-Flavors
chinese Chicken.
That's your description,
not mine.
[sighing]
Your sister sends her love.
Her lazy-ass Husband
still can't get arrested.
[cardiogram beeping]
Neither can
the hit-and-run driver
who put you here.
[whispering]
Oh, god.
[sighing]
Oh, God.
Uh, work is, uh, work is...
[laughing]
work is work.
Although I can't pretend
it's been Boring.
Daria.
I had the STRANGEST case
last night.
It's like someone
struck by the hand of god.
I know th--that--
that sounds corny,
but I tell you,
it doesn't get any weirder
than this.
It's like out of
one of those sci-fi movies
you used to love.
Um, you still love.
Only this was real, Daria.
This was real.
I wasn't on the floor
but Margaret was.
She swears this guy
was practically flatlining.
They rush him into O.R.,
when he gets up,
and he walks away.
3 orderlies
couldn't stop him.
Uh, sorry,
I don't mean to be nosy.
But, what's this
about a critical patient
walking away?
What kind of injuries
are we talking about here?
Are you ready for this,
Dr. Michaels?
This guy was apparently hit
by a piece of that meteor
last night.
Meteor?
I just heard about it
second hand.
But they tell me
he had a hole in his head
practically big enough
to fit your fist through.
He's bleeding
like a son of a gun,
they gave him a cat scan
as soon as he came in.
The attending said
he should have been brain dead
3 times Over.
His name wasn't Hardy?
Uh, man in his late 20's?
Jacob Hardy.
No. Uh, Sawyer.
Something Sawyer.
I think they said
he was in his 40's.
What do you make of it,
Dr. Michaels?
Abby, could you do me a...
big favor?
You're gonna get me
in trouble again, aren't you?
(Kara)
my god, Jacob.
[door closing]
[whispering]
Oh, god.
I couldn't believe it
when they told me.
I'm ok.
The police they were here.
They're looking for you.
We've got to call them.
No.
They just want
to make sure you're--
no!
Look at you.
I've got to get you
to the hospital.
No, I'm all right.
How is that possible?
I saw you. That thing tore
right into your skull.
I can't explain it--it either,
but it's healing, and I...
I feel ok.
It's a Miracle, Jacob.
There's no other word for it.
They said that you were dead.
I need you to help me, Kara.
I'll take care of you,
I'll do whatever
I have to do.
We'll get through this.
I know we will.
I gotta go away
for a while.
Go away?
What do you mean?
You're still hurt.
Y-you--you don't recover
from something like this
overnight.
You love me,
don't you?
How can you ask me that?
You asked me, remember?
If you love me,
you have to do exactly
as I tell you.
All right.
What do you want me to do?
If the police ask.
If--if anybody--anybody asks,
you have to tell them
that I'm-- that, um,
you don't know where I am.
That I was never here.
Oh, God.
Kara.
All right, I'll try.
I won't say anything.
But I have to know
where you're going.
At least for how long.
Everything...
is gonna be fine. I promise.
[whimpering]
[engine revving]
[sobbing]
[bird cawing]
[cat mewing]
(Kelly)
Jacob Hardy? Curtis Sawyer.
You in pain, Kelly?
No.
You know, I have to assume
that you both understand
why we're here.
We had to come.
There was no other way.
There's so much work to do
and there's--
there's so little time.
6 days.
10 hours.
6 days, 9 hours, 40 minutes,
to be precise.
Look. What if
we can't finish in time?
We have to finish.
I'm looking forward
to doing my part.
And it's just us?
If there were more, we'd know.
At least I think we would.
[clinking]
Jacob's is in the hands
of the authorities.
We'll have to make do
with Just these 2.
All we know for certain
is that everything
depends on us.
Everything.
Well, we got
a full plate today.
Rock climber they pulled
from Mt. Hood,
a stroke victim from the V.A.,
and an a.I.D.S. Case
that came in last night.
Dr. Michaels?
(Michaels)
Oh, sorry, Ollie.
I found another one.
What are you talking about?
I ran a search
of all trauma victims
at area hospitals,
from the night
Jacob Hardy came in.
Not only
were he and Curtis Sawyer
hit by pieces of that meteor,
but so was a waitress
by the name of Kelly risely.
What kind of injuries?
Same as the others.
Massive brain trauma.
And she was scheduled
for exploratory brain surgery,
at 7 a.M., the morning
after the incident.
And she walked out
of the hospital?
Exactly right.
What the hell
is going on here?
I don't know. I do not know.
[sighing]
Whatever fell out of the sky
the other night,
put at least 3 people
on the Brink of death.
Over it,
in the case of Jacob Hardy.
And then,
brought them all back.
[snorting]
Whoa, that's pretty weird.
Really Weird.
Look. I got a copy
of Curtis Sawyer's cat scan.
He's the guy that walked out
of the E.R. At sacred Cross.
Well, this is a little
above my pay grade, doc.
The man
was basically comatose.
The same deep coma
that Daria's in.
And he came out of it.
This-- this is all about her,
isn't it?
You believe in fate, Ollie?
[chuckling]
Oh, geez, are you kiddin?
After what's happened here
over the last couple of days,
I don't know
what I believe in anymore.
I don't know why,
but I am convinced
that Jacob Hardy
crossed my table for a reason.
And I owe it to myself
to find out why.
I owe it to my wife.
I've seen streaks before,
but this has got to be
some kind of record,
Mr. Hardy.
2 sessions
of commodities day trading,
and you've turned, uh,
$4,600 into
[calculator ticking]
$293,000 and change?
The power
of leveraged trading.
[chuckling]
Where do we go from here?
Place the money
in these trades.
[sIghing]
I should tell you this, uh,
this soybean play,
bucks the advice
of our analysts.
Maybe you'd like
to read their report?
Tell me.
Do many of your clients
multiply their money
70 fold in 48 hours
by listening to the advice
of your analysts?
So, you'd like me to--
execute the trades
as described.
I don't think
I've seen you
in the library before.
My first Time.
Stress strain curves
of non-ferrous Metals.
Comparisons
of tensile strengths
in titanium alloys.
Pretty Heady stuff.
Well, hopefully they'll
supplement the abstracts
I found on the net.
I take it you're a student
in metallurgy?
More of a Hobby, really.
[chuckling]
Hobby?
Nothing better
than curling up
with a good book on
extractive mineral separation.
I beg your pardon?
Nothing.
Hello?
Oh, hi. Sorry.
Are you Kara Delaney?
Are you with the police?
No, no, no, no.
I'm, uh, I'm with
the medical examiner's Office.
May--may I help you
with these?
[creaking]
May I?
Come in.
If you're looking for Jacob,
I'm afraid
I can't be of much help.
He never contacted you?
No.
I was the pathologist
who was working on Jacob
when he...
uh, when he
came out of his coma.
Ian Michaels.
Doctor. Is it doctor?.
uh, Ian is just fine.
Ian,
Jacob did come to see me.
Just long enough
to get his things.
Did you tell the police?
He made me promise I wouldn't.
I don't even know
why I'm telling you.
But I'm just so desperate.
Did Jacob say
where he was going?
No. And that's the truth.
I don't know where he is.
Only that...
he drove away with a woman
that I've never seen before.
(Michaels)
was this the woman?
Oh, my God.
Yes.
I mean, I didn't get
a good look at her
but I'm almost sure that
that's her.
Who is she?
Uh, it's a long story.
Do--do you mind my asking
How Jacob acted
when you saw him?
He was different.
Not just that he said
he had to go away,
he was distant.
You can't imagine
how difficult this has been.
To see the person
that you love most
in the world
straddling life and death.
I think I can, Kara.
Dr. Jones, Isolation...
[phone ringing]
Dr. Jones, Isolation.
Hey, Abby.
Dr. Michaels.
We tried to call you.
[phone ringing]
Your wife had a SEVERE
respiratory episode.
They had to give her
an emergency trache.
[cardiogram beeping]
[whispering]
Daria?
[exclaiming]
Daria. Daria.
It's me, Ian.
[cardiogram beeping rapidly]
It's ok, it's ok,
take it easy.
Take it real easy.
[moaning]
Nurse!
Nurse, somebody get in here!
No, Daria.
[cardiogram beating rapidly]
[gibbering]
[choking]
[screeching]
[Daria groaning]
[gasping]
[gasping]
[panting]
[sighing]
[sighing]
[machine whirring]
[rumbling]
[man shouting]
[horns honking]
Sawyer, Curtis w., 41.
Drives a Hack.
Was parked outside
a residence by the waterfront,
when a fragment of Meteor
punctured his skull
above the right eye.
He was rushed to
sacred cross emergency room,
and like you said,
he took a powder
before they could operate.
And where is he now?
Well, I'm getting to that.
Morning after all this,
he gets a consulting job
at carderon Technologies.
Computer Firm.
Scored higher
on an ABILITIES test
than anyone
they've ever seen.
The guy drove a taxi.
Seems he gets up to speed
on all this advanced research,
and then disappears.
All right, um,
what about the woman?
Ah, Kelly risely.
Also a victim
of meteor fragment.
Uh, shakes it off.
Waitress on thursday,
on saturday
she gets her hands on, uh,
dozens of high-tech books
and journals,
all relating to metallurgy.
All right, and where is she?
Don't know.
Didn't go home.
But, uh, she managed
to call her folks,
and her work,
to tell them not to worry.
And then, there's your pal.
Jacob Hardy.
Old Jacob's been making, uh,
quite a killing
in the commodities market.
Cashed out to the tune
of almost $500,000.
Uh, I didn't get any more
on his fiancee than you did.
So-so you can't find
any of them?
Well, you asked me
to follow up on these people,
and I did what I could.
How many people do you have
working on this?
You're lookin' at him.
Only as of today,
I'm back to my real job.
Which is
investigating Homicides.
Doesn't it strike you as odd,
that 3 ordinary people
get hit by pieces
of the same meteor,
and instead of dying,
they all become geniuses
of one kind or another?
Odd? Yes.
Freaky? Oh, yeah.
But, uh, what it all means?
Hell, your guess
is as good as mine.
Wait, wait, wait, wait.
What if they're working
in concert because
they're directed by something?
Look, doc, uh,
none of these people
have done anything
that even approaches Illegal.
So that's it?
You're just gonna drop it.
You show mw a law
that's been broken.
A, uh, spaceship
that's double-parked.
Anything. And I'll go to town.
But, uh,
if you want my real opinion,
I think this adds up
to a whole lotta nothin'.
a whole iotta nothin'.
just one man's opinion.
[hissing]
[hissing stops]
[clinking]
[clicking]
[clanging]
[humming]
[thumping]
[hissing]
[hissing]
God Almighty.
[keyboard clicking]
[beeping]
Configuration complete.
[clinking]
[clanging]
[whooshing]
[roaring]
[crackling]
How does it look?
It's ready for a test.
Jacob.
[cat mewing]
[mewing]
Ready?
Go.
[whooshing]
[tinkling]
Perfect.
It's time to round up
the subjects.
One by one.
[birds chirping]
You new here?
I just started volunteering
this week.
What's the matter?
Couldn't get a job?
[laughing]
Uh, no. I'm a, um,
a musician. I work nights.
Oh.
I used to play
a pretty mean piano, Myself.
Yeah?
Great way to meet the ladies.
[chucklIng]
[sighing]
I can't do much
with These old hands anymore.
Do you like it here,
Mr. Sanborn?
They say I got 2 months.
Maybe less.
[walker clicking]
This isn't how I ever
pictured the end to be.
What if you had a chance
to go somewhere better?
What do you mean "Better?"
Well, somewhere where
you could play piano Again.
Depends on how good-lookin'
the ladies are.
Would you like to go
on a walk, Mr. Sanborn?
(Kelly)
You been here a long time?
Whenever I have
an operation.
I bet it really hurts
sometimes, huh?
I'm ok.
Do you like
to go on rides, Shana?
Like Roller coasters
and stuff?
Yeah. Like Roller coasters
and stuff.
Before I got sick,
I went on the upside-down kind
3 times.
Wow. That's pretty brave.
Would you like to go
on even a better ride?
I don't think they'll let me.
Ok.
(Michaels)
Something's wrong.
Tell me what's wrong.
She's sliding, Dr. Michaels.
The only thing
keeping her going right now
is the life support.
[telephone ringing]
Sunday
is our 5th Anniversary.
[whispering]
It's not fair.
[woman over P.A. system]
[phone ringing]
Hello?
(Jacob)
Hi. It's me.
Jacob, where are you?
Look, I--I just wanted
to let you know
that I'm ok.
I didn't-- I didn't want you
to worry.
For god's sake.
Why won't you tell me
where you are?
[sIghing]
I love you.
[phone clicking]
[dial tone]
[hanging up]
Dr. Michaels?
You found Jacob Hardy.
I wish I could say
that I had.
I need your help, Doc.
Well, what is it?
In the last 36 hours,
there have been
as many as, uh,
a dozen reports
of people going missing.
From hospices,
clinics, hospitals,
all of them
diagnosed terminal.
What does that have to do
with Jacob Hardy
and the others?
Well, we have
hard evidence that, uh,
Hardy, Kelly risely,
and Curtis Sawyer
are responsible
for these abductions.
Well, what do they want
with dying patients?
Human Experiments.
Hell, I don't know.
I've got a dozen men on it.
And whatever you've got,
no matter how crazy it sounds,
I want you to share it
with my team.
What are you not telling me?
One of the patients
they took...
Oh, god, no. Daria?
The Hospital's been trying
to reach you.
I'm sorry, Dr. Michaels.
Look, uh, I'm--I'm
on my way over there
right now.
We're gonna do
everything we can
to get her back.
We'll talk later.
[phone ringing]
Ian Michaels.
(Kara)
Hi, it's Kara Delaney,
you remember me?
(Michaels)
Have you heard from Jacob?
Yes, and I'm pretty sure
I know where he is.
(Jacob)
So look around you.
It's not the world
that it once was.
Is it really all that hard
to leave it all behind?
Who'd like to go first?
Are you sure this is it?
A friend of mine works
for the phone company,
and she said the phone call
was made from here.
[door opening]
[thudding]
[roaring]
[gasping]
[screaming]
[sighing]
Stop!
Kara.
(Kara)
Jacob!
You can't do this!
You've gotta
let these people go!
I know it's hard to accept.
We just watched a man
burn to death.
Vaporized. You killed him.
No. He wasn't killed.
(Jacob)
He was saved.
I knew you'd come too,
Dr. Michaels.
Daria.
Jacob, something
has happened to you.
Something's happened
to all 3 of you.
You're right.
We've received a gift.
God save us from
True Believers.
Look. Why don't you
let these people go,
and you can take your time
and tell us all about it.
Nobody here's being held
against their will.
Jacob, you're preying
on the vulnerable,
on the dying.
What, false hope is better
than no hope at all?
Is that it?
I'll leave that
for you to judge.
[sighing]
(Kara)
What about the children?
You can't expect them
to understand.
(Jacob)
You underestimate
their wisdom.
They--
they have their whole lives
ahead of them.
You sure as hell didn't ask
my Wife's permission.
(Curtis)
You were on the verge
of taking her
off life-support,
Dr. Michaels.
Would those actions have been
so different from ours?
Someday, Kara,
this will all be clear.
You'll-- you'll understand.
I wish I were sure
the same were True for you.
This technology. This machine.
Where does it come from?
A world ravaged by disease.
They need new blood
to rebuild.
New Life to repopulate
their dying planet.
Why?
Why do you choose
the terminally ill?
Out of respect.
Out of deference.
To give something in return
for what they're receiving.
They-- they offer life...
for life.
You can't believe them.
You haven't seen
everything I've seen.
What will happen
to those people?
Their illnesses,
their infirmities,
they'll all disappear.
Can't you see he's gone crazy?
They've all gone crazy.
(Jacob)
crazy? Kara, look at me.
You know I'm not crazy.
Who'd like to go next?
[brakes screeching]
Time's almost up,
Dr. Michaels,
the window's closing.
The choice is in your hands.
If I'm wrong...
May God forgive me.
[man on police radio
chattering]
[roaring]
Mother of God.
(Dane)
Get back
away from that thing. Now!
(Kara)
We tried.
We tried to Stop 'em.
All of you, arms in the air!
Dr. Michaels, for god's sakes,
get away from that thing.
You can't stop me,
lieutenant.
You're gonna help
some Brain-damaged Psychos
incinerate your wife?
This isn't mercy killing.
It's murder.
They can cure something
that I can't.
You don't know that, Ian.
How can you be sure?
Faith.
It's all I have left.
Ian! No!
All right,
put your hands in the air!
This is your last warning.
[gun firing]
Jacob!
[roaring]
[roaring]
[groaning]
[thudding]
[whooshing]
[roaring]
(narrator)
it is our nature
to fear a dark purpose
in that
which we do not understand.
But True evil
May lie more in ignorance
than in suspicion.