Under the Dome (2013–2015): Season 1, Episode 1 - Pilot - full transcript
In Chester's Mill, Maine, a strange occurrence locks the town in under an invisible dome-like surface.
[CHlRPlNG]
[SQUAWKS]
[SQUAWKlNG]
[SHOVEL THUMPS]
LlNDA:
Duke?
DUKE:
Testing our accommodations.
Well, sorry to bother you,
but Sam Verdreaux called.
He sounded good and sauced,
but he wants us to know
that he heard some kind of a bang.
Like a car backfired?
Or a bang like Tommy Anderson
finally shot his wife?
He didn't specify.
But Sam's the only one that called it in
so I didn't wanna overreact.
No.
You were right to get me, Linda.
You never know
with this damn place.
[DOOR BELLS CHlMlNG]
You off to the game today, Big Jim?
No, I'm sitting this one out, actually.
Oh. I thought the whole town council
always rode that stupid float together.
[JlM CHUCKLES]
Working the lot today,
so the guys let me sit this one out.
Heavy is the head
that wears many hats.
I'm not sure
that's quite how that one goes.
We're having a big sale
on our pre-owns.
Hoping we're a little busier than here,
no offense.
Sunday mornings have been brutal
since they opened that Denny's
over in Westlake.
I'll take your French toast
any day of the week, Rose.
- Jim, what is this?
- That's me buying your next vote.
Says the guy who
always runs unopposed.
We're all in this together.
[PANTlNG]
God.
I know, right?
[BOTH PANTlNG]
No, you don't.
- Angie.
- Huh?
I love you.
Yeah.
It's been a fun summer.
- Ouch.
- Junior, we both know what this is.
And you go back to school
in a few days.
JUNlOR:
No, I'm not.
I'm dropping out.
I dropped out, I'm done.
- Are you insane?
- You've never been.
Trust me, college is just another
lame-ass pyramid scheme.
They hand you a free ride out of this
place, and you just throw it away?
- This is about us. This is not about-
- Please don't.
No, Angie, just listen to me
for a second, all right?
Hey, hey, hey. Hey.
I have loved you
since the third grade.
You're the only person in the whole
world who knows the real me.
And that's why I can't be with you.
Look, I'm gonna be late for work.
Why are you acting like this?
- Hey.
- Ow!
JULlA:
Mrs. Grinnell?
Julia Shumway.
You wanted to see me in person?
So you're the newspaper woman?
I'm the new editor
of The Independent, yeah.
If you're having a problem
with your delivery, you can-
I get my news online, sweetheart,
like everybody else.
I called you because I got a tip.
About what?
See that truck?
That's its fourth propane delivery
this week.
Last week, it made six.
Looks like someone's planning
one hell of a barbecue.
Or:
[IMlTATES EXPLOSlON]
You think this might be connected
to terrorism?
Like they say,
"See something, say something. "
Why tell me? Why not the police?
I called Sheriff Perkins
three days ago.
He said he'd look into it.
Turns out everything's above board.
Town hall is just restocking
its emergency reserves.
Here's the thing.
When Duke told me,
he sounded nervous.
Believe me, that man's never
sounded nervous a day in his life.
Okay.
I'll do some digging.
[CAMERA CLlCKlNG]
Whatever you find,
you leave my name the hell out of it.
Where the hell are they taking
all our trucks?
Over to Westlake, it's parade day.
[TRUCK HORN HONKlNG]
I love you too, Rusty.
[TRUCK HORN HONKlNG]
DUKE: I'll never understand why you
said yes to one of those meatheads.
Because their insurance policy
makes ours look like crap.
No. I'm headed back now.
Hey, listen, so we got a problem here.
Your guy Smith shows up,
he doesn't have the money
and then he tries to renegotiate,
aggressively.
Hey. I gotta call you back.
Incoming. No front tag.
This is 102.
Can you run a plate for us?
Boy-Adam-Boy, 162.
[SCREAMS
AND TlRES SCREECHES]
[COWS MOOlNG]
Perfect.
[RUMBLlNG]
[CROWS SQUAWKlNG]
[RUMBLlNG CONTlNUES]
[RUMBLlNG
AND CAR ALARM RlNGlNG]
MAN:
Whoa. Hey, guys, wait.
[RUMBLlNG
AND CHURCH BELL RlNGlNG]
[RUMBLlNG CONTlNUES]
[DUKE GRUNTS
AND TlRES SCREECHlNG]
Unh!
Duke.
[THUMP]
[COWS MOOlNG]
[ELECTRlClTY ZAPS
AND BARBlE GRUNTS]
[DOME HUMMlNG]
[FLlES BUZZlNG]
JOE:
You okay?
I saw your car spin out.
What happened?
Wow.
Hey. No, don't touch that.
[ELECTRlClTY ZAPS
AND JOE GASPS]
Holy crap.
What is it?
What the hell?
- Are you sure you're okay, Duke?
- Yeah.
My damn pacemaker,
must've skipped a beat.
That's supposed
to make me feel better?
I'm fine.
WOMAN [OVER RADlO]:
We have a problem here.
- All our landlines are dead.
- Okay.
FREDDY: Freddy here.
PAUL: Paul here.
One at a time, geniuses.
Freddy, you go first.
FREDDY: Sorry, Duke. We've got
a downed power line over by the clinic.
Paul?
PAUL: Same story across town at
the Food Mart. Sparks and everything.
What could cause that?
A twister?
[AlRPLANE APPROACHlNG]
[DOME HUMMlNG]
It's some sort of invisible fence.
Like those ones for dogs.
Whatever it is,
I'd probably stop touching it.
It only zaps you the first time.
It's like some sort of
static electricity or...
[BlRD THUMPS]
BARBlE:
Necks are snapped.
This thing must be crazy high.
[AlRPLANE APPROACHlNG]
Go! Run! Run!
What the hell is happening?
JlM: God Almighty,
what are we looking at?
MAN: Looks like a prop plane
just exploded in midair.
A plane crash?
In Chester's Mill?
[TlRES SCREECHlNG]
JOE: Is your phone getting any service?
- I have nothing.
Let me see that.
It's Mrs. Sanders, from the bank.
She sponsored
our Little League team.
BARBlE:
No, no, no. Hey!
Hey! Stop the truck!
JOE: If it crashes through, you're dead.
- Stop! Stop!
Stop the truck!
Stop!
Why can't we hear the sirens?
No, no, no, stop!
- What are you doing?
- Telling them to call the FAA.
- The feds?
- Yes.
They gotta shut down
this whole airspace.
JOE: Okay, what if the government
built this thing?
I doubt it.
Why?
Because it works.
[CLlCK]
[GENERATOR HUMMlNG]
PHlL [OVER RADlO]:
Sorry for the radio silence, folks.
Generator's cooking
and we're up and running again.
I'm Phil Bushey,
and you're listening to WYBS,
the Mill's only 100 percent
independent home of rock.
[ROCK MUSlC PLAYlNG]
- Phil.
- Dodee, hey.
We're the only thing on air right now,
AM, FM, anywhere.
Yeah, the blackout, I know.
No, even if that were statewide,
every station our size has
its own generator,
so why is the whole dial still static?
I don't know.
But our ratings are gonna
be amazing.
DUKE:
What the hell happened here?
Sheriff Perkins.
The plane smashed right into it.
I was almost killed.
- This man saved my life.
DUKE: Slow down, son. Slow down.
You hurt?
No, I think something just clipped me
on the way down.
LlNDA: Why aren't the guys putting
out the fires?
You saw it crash. Into what?
I don't know, but, I mean,
whatever this thing is, it is big.
JOE:
It's like a wall, you just can't see it.
Rusty.
- Rusty.
- I don't think he can hear you.
God.
Baby, you okay?
RUSTY:
I can't hear you.
- Step away from there, Linda.
- I don't understand.
What is it?
Watch your step, Jim.
That's Chuck Thomson's plane,
isn't it?
Not anymore.
PAUL [OVER RADlO]:
Hey, Duke?
We got a real bad accident
on Pretty Valley.
FREDDY: Duke, it's Freddy.
I've got one too, over on Motton.
A minivan versus... I don't know what,
but the thing's flat as a dime.
Whole family's DOA.
Whatever it is, it cut off all our roads.
Not just the roads,
the whole town.
[INAUDlBLE DlALOGUE]
We're trapped.
JlM:
Okay, here's what we got.
There's 19 roads going in and out
of Chester's Mill.
Not including the dirt ones.
Joe, would you go home
and stay there?
DUKE: Paul and Freddy are setting up
roadblocks here and over here,
but it's gonna take time
to button up the whole town.
Do what you can.
I got a contingency plan.
No, no, no, Julia.
This is a crime scene.
JULlA: No. Plane falls out of the sky,
that's news.
I'm the ranking official here,
and I'm ordering you to leave.
Jim. We got bigger fish to fry.
Linda, you commandeer
Ms. Shumway's vehicle.
- We'll cover more ground splitting up.
JULlA: What the hell? That's my car.
[SlREN WAlLlNG]
Who the hell are you?
Barbie.
People just call me Barbie.
Barbie?
It's a nickname.
Anyway, I'm not your story.
Then why don't you show me
what is?
[DlNGlNG]
- Am I doing something wrong?
- Power's out, Carolyn.
Cashier said the pumps
will be back on soon.
"Chester's Mill is known for its rich,
fertile land and warm, inviting people. "
Please, these jerks don't
even have orange juice.
Guy said we'd have to wait
till the next delivery.
Alice, you didn't take your insulin
without eating.
I'll be fine. I got a candy bar.
No. You need real food, honey.
We'll stop at that diner we passed.
Mom, seriously, can we please drive
somewhere else?
I refuse to have my last meal here.
Norrie, you're not going to your
execution, you're going to camp.
Camp? It's like a glorified prison
for screw-ups with rich parents.
It's a great program, Norrie.
And as soon as they say you're ready,
you can come home again.
Los Angeles. Awesome.
[TlRES SCREECHlNG
AND SlREN WAlLlNG]
We can stop for lunch later.
[DOME HUMMlNG]
JULlA: Where the hell did it come from?
- I have no idea.
If this thing just appeared
out of thin air,
you think maybe it'll disappear too?
Yeah, maybe.
[DOME HUMMlNG]
You think we might be stuck
in here a while.
I think that even if what's wrong
suddenly becomes right,
the Army's gonna
quarantine this place.
So you're military, huh?
Not recently.
WOMAN:
Help me.
Help me. Help me.
JULlA: How did she-?
- She must've been reaching across
when that thing came down.
It's okay. My husband's a doctor.
We're gonna get you to the hospital.
I can't even grab
a regular broadcast signal.
Phil, something bad is going on
out there, okay?
It could be solar flares
disrupting the entire grid.
Dodee, the cable is out,
it doesn't mean it's the end times.
When packs of mutants start swarming
this place, don't say I didn't warn you.
[BANGlNG ON DOOR]
Hey! This is Councilman Rennie!
Open the damn door!
PHlL: I'm not supposed to let anyone
inside while we're broad-
What the hell? You better have
a warrant or we're gonna sue-
You're gonna let me make an
emergency broadcast right now
or someone's gonna die.
[SOFT ROCK MUSlC PLAYlNG
OVER SPEAKERS]
[SOFT ROCK MUSlC CONTlNUES
PLAYlNG OVER RADlO]
JlM [ON RADlO]:
This is an emergency broadcast,
so please pay careful attention.
My name is Councilman Rennie.
Big Jim Rennie.
But this isn't a car commercial.
Please stop what you're doing
and listen.
We have a serious situation in town
and it's very important
that every driver listening to my voice
stops their vehicle now.
- You're the one who's addicted.
- I use my phone for work,
not for sending naked pictures
of myself to random boys.
For the millionth time,
that was an accident.
That's what you said
when you knocked out that girl's tooth.
JIM: Once again, every car needs
to pull over immediately.
This is not a drill.
Did you hear that?
I can't tell you if what happened
is an act of terror or an act of God,
but I'll keep everyone updated
as we learn more.
It's just some stupid
viral marketing thing, Mom.
Norrie's right. There are other people
on the road. It's probably some stunt-
[ALL SCREAMlNG]
[TlRES SCREECHlNG]
ALlCE:
Is everyone all right?
CAROLYN:
No.
Nothing about this
is all right.
ALlCE: Norrie?
- Norrie. Are you okay?
ALlCE: Keep her head up.
- The pink stars are falling.
The pink stars are falling in lines.
Mom?
- Ange, where the hell is Mom?
- You're the one who lives here.
- Where's Dad?
- Still on the road.
You're sure? A guy at the diner said
there might've been a chemical spill.
I was worried it was Dad's truck,
I came here as fast as I could.
Joe, what is it?
Mom's having brunch
with Uncle Steve at Denny's.
- And?
- Angie, Denny's is in Westlake.
- So, what?
- That's on the other side of this thing.
We're on our own.
[TRUCK HORN HONKlNG
AND SlREN WAlLlNG]
MAN 1:
Coming through. Clear.
MAN 2: I need help over here.
MAN 1: Clear.
MAN 3:
Let's go.
MAN 4:
Fracture over here, guys.
Ms. Shumway? Thank God.
Is the doc with you?
He's not here?
Peter always works Sundays.
Your husband hasn't worked
Sundays in weeks.
He probably just went home.
I should go check on him.
[INAUDlBLE DlALOGUE]
MAN 1:
Has the governor contacted you?
MAN 2: We just need some answers.
MAN 3: What's caused this?
[INAUDlBLE DlALOGUE]
WOMAN:
We need a wheelchair over here.
[LlGHTER CLlCKlNG]
WOMAN: Good. Exactly what we need.
MAN: A little help?
Can I bum one?
Yeah.
A little young to be a nurse,
aren't you?
Just a lowly candy striper.
So you saw whatever did all this?
I mean, what there is to see, yeah.
Some of the patients are saying
it's like we're stuck in a giant fishbowl.
I used to have fish.
Goldfish. Heh, heh.
But then one of them got sick,
and the other one...
The other one ate him.
Did you even know they did that?
Goldfish?
Want something for that?
I just wanna get out of here.
Yeah.
You and me both.
CAROLYN:
Help.
Please, we need help.
Our daughter's had
some sort of episode.
It was a damn seizure, Alice.
ANGlE:
Come on, let's get her looked at.
Watch your head.
All right. All right.
Just go in right there.
Looks like a ghost town in here.
JlM: Yeah, no word from anyone else
on the council yet,
but I should be able
to hold down the fort.
It's easier to reach consensus
when there's only one voice
to listen to, right? Heh, heh, heh.
Anyway, I appreciate what you did
on the radio today.
- You saved some lives.
- Just doing my job and all.
How your men holding up?
We're spread thin since most of them
were at that damn parade,
but we'll soldier on.
Well, for now you will,
but what happens if this thing lasts
for days or weeks?
Well, we might need more manpower
to maintain the peace.
What are you getting at, Jim?
Well, during emergencies,
councilmen have the power
to authorize additional police officers.
The last thing this mess needs
is amateurs with badges.
Till I hear otherwise,
from the mayor or above,
you're not authorizing anything.
Understood.
Good.
What do we do when the people start
asking about the propane?
- Well, that has nothing to do with this.
- Oh, I know that.
But some people might find it
hard to swallow
that we just happened to be stockpiling
fuel right before a disaster.
- So should we tell them the truth?
- That's your business.
I had no idea what the hell you wanted
with all that crap.
Oh.
[LAUGHS]
Please,
you were more than happy
to turn a blind eye,
but you're not dumb.
I did what I had to do to keep this town
from going broke, to keep it safe.
Ooh. Careful, Duke.
You don't wanna put
too much stress
on that bum ticker of yours now,
do you?
Are you threatening me?
Oh, just reminding you
what the lay of the land is.
We're all in this together.
Regular receivers can't pull a signal
through whatever has cut us off,
but I once used our broadcast tower
like a giant antenna
to pull feedback loops
for my band's cover album.
Dodee, just tell me what you heard.
DODEE:
This.
[INDlSTlNCT NOlSES OVER RADlO]
Sounds alien?
Sounds like Björk.
It comes and goes like that.
Sometimes it's music, sometimes
cell phone conversations. It just...
MAN:
Army Corps of Engineers' best guess
puts the dome over Chester's Mill
at roughly 20,000 feet...
[INDlSTlNCT NOlSES
OVER RADlO]
Did he just call it a dome?
Yeah.
[TWlGS RUSTLlNG]
JUNlOR: Sorry. I didn't mean
to sneak up on you like that.
I'm Junior.
Hey, um,
do we know each other?
BARBlE: Doubt it.
- You sure?
I don't know, something about you
just looks so familiar.
[JUNlOR WHlSTLES]
I'm talking to you, dumbass.
Look,
I don't know what I did to piss you off,
but I promise you,
you don't wanna
start something here.
What if I do?
[CAR DOOR OPENlNG]
JULlA: Everything all right out here?
JUNlOR: Hey, Mrs. S.
BARBlE:
Yeah.
Everyone's been very welcoming.
JUNlOR:
Be seeing you.
- What the hell was that about?
- I have no idea.
Any word from your husband?
He wasn't back home,
so now I've been checking
all the roadblocks.
This was the last one.
At least he wasn't
one of the crashes.
What about you?
Where you off to?
The motels are all booked up,
so I'm just gonna rough it.
Don't be ridiculous.
- You can stay with Peter and me.
- No, no, no-
Linda said
you saved a kid's life today.
I'm not about to let you sleep out here
like an animal.
Come on. I insist.
[HlP HOP MUSlC PLAYlNG
OVER SPEAKERS]
GlRL:
Party.
[CHATTERlNG]
BEN:
McAlister.
- It's Ben. Ben Drake from AP English.
- Hey, man.
Hey, so is it true,
are you seriously home alone?
Man, your house parties
are gonna be sick.
BEN: So have you touched
the force-field thing?
Whatley says it's straight out
of Star Trek.
- You looking for something?
- Yeah, an off switch.
This thing couldn't have
just appeared out of thin air.
Whatever it is,
it's gotta have its own power source,
right?
I guess.
What if that power source
was somewhere in here with us?
Maybe it's somewhere nearby,
distributing juice to the entire thing.
Joe?
Joe.
JOE: The pink stars are falling.
- You all right, man?
The pink stars are falling in lines.
BEN:
Hey, let's get some help! Help!
JOE: The pink stars are falling.
- Someone help! Get over here!
JOE: The pink stars are falling in lines.
- Hey! Hey!
[ANGlE SCREAMS]
If you do everything I say,
I promise you won't get hurt, okay?
ANGlE:
Help! Help! Help!
[THUMP]
Angie?
I'm so sorry, Ange.
I didn't want it to go like this.
[PEOPLE CHATTERlNG]
[CHATTERlNG]
DUKE:
I'm afraid I have some hard news.
Some folks are still unaccounted for,
but it looks like Chester's Mill...
lost 12 of her own today.
[CROWD MURMURlNG]
Duke, what the hell is going on?
CAROLYN:
Isn't it obvious?
- We're under attack.
- Nobody knows a damn thing,
so there's no point
in spreading any rumors.
Please, our daughter is sick.
We need to get her to a real doctor.
I mean, even if they can't
knock that wall down,
they can still airlift her out of here.
I don't know, but if those eggheads
out there can drop a car on Mars,
they sure as hell
can figure this out too.
When everybody gets home tonight,
I want you to check on your neighbors,
and if anybody needs anything,
you know where to find me.
[GROANS]
[STAlRS CREAKlNG]
[ANGlE GASPS]
[DOOR CLANGlNG]
Hey, Angie.
Help! Somebody help me!
Somebody help me!
JUNlOR: Stop it. Quiet down. Stop.
- Oh, God, somebody please help me-
Stop!
Save your voice, babe.
Okay? No one can hear us
all the way down here.
Down?
My dad's old fallout shelter.
He's always been a little paranoid
about security,
but you're safe now.
- What are you talking about?
- I finally figured it out.
Why you were acting so strange
this morning. It's all connected.
I know how this must look,
but I swear, in the long run,
you're gonna thank me for this.
- Oh, my God. You've lost your mind.
- No, no.
I'm the only person who understands
what's really going on around here.
All I ask for is patience.
Let go of me! Let go of me!
Let me out of here!
Let me out! Let me out!
[ANGlE SCREAMS]
Junior! Ah!
JlM:
Junior.
Dad.
- Where you been?
- Heard you on the radio.
Sounded like we might need the old
shelter, but it's completely flooded.
Oh, that's the least of our worries.
All that matters is you're okay.
Whatever this is, I wanna help.
I appreciate that,
but you got school-
School's out there, I'm here,
and I wanna help.
JULlA:
Honey, are you home?
- How do you guys have power?
- Backup generator.
Big Jim convinced my husband
it would be a tax write-off
when we moved in here.
That's Peter behind you.
[SlGHS]
You must think I'm an idiot.
What do you mean?
A journalist who doesn't know
what's going on under her own nose.
I'm sure the whole town's thinking it.
My husband isn't here
because he's having an affair.
They don't know him like I do.
He'll turn up, you'll see.
I can't wait to meet him.
Come on, I'll give you the nickel tour.
I was supposed to be with Rusty today
at the game.
Told him if we were ever gonna
afford a honeymoon,
we both had to put in more overtime.
[SlGHS]
Why Chester's Mill?
Why us?
Maybe we're being punished.
- Sorry?
- You're good police, Linda...
but there's a lot I've tried
to protect you from about this place.
Like what?
[DUKE SlGHS]
[DOME HUMMlNG]
A little over a year ago,
I was approached about...
[DOME HUMMlNG]
[DUKE GRUNTS]
[GRUNTlNG]
Duke.
- It's my chest.
- Duke, is it your pacemaker?
Ah! No! Don't!
Duke. Duke.
Help!
Officer down! Officer down! Help!
Duke, come on. Stay with me, Duke.
Duke, stay with me.
Help us!
[LlNDA SPEAKlNG INAUDlBLY]
[SOLDlER SPEAKlNG INDlSTlNCTLY]
REPORTER 1:
We've spoken with the government,
law enforcement, the military.
No one has any idea
what's going on.
The closest I can come
to an answer
is to share with you the words
of one scientist we spoke to today.
REPORTER 2:
He told us, and I quote:
"This is an unparalleled
event in human history. "
Those are not the words of comfort,
not to the nation or the world.
REPORTER 1: Certainly not to
the people of Chester's Mill,
who appear to be trapped,
at least for now.
[SQUAWKS]
[SQUAWKlNG]
[SHOVEL THUMPS]
LlNDA:
Duke?
DUKE:
Testing our accommodations.
Well, sorry to bother you,
but Sam Verdreaux called.
He sounded good and sauced,
but he wants us to know
that he heard some kind of a bang.
Like a car backfired?
Or a bang like Tommy Anderson
finally shot his wife?
He didn't specify.
But Sam's the only one that called it in
so I didn't wanna overreact.
No.
You were right to get me, Linda.
You never know
with this damn place.
[DOOR BELLS CHlMlNG]
You off to the game today, Big Jim?
No, I'm sitting this one out, actually.
Oh. I thought the whole town council
always rode that stupid float together.
[JlM CHUCKLES]
Working the lot today,
so the guys let me sit this one out.
Heavy is the head
that wears many hats.
I'm not sure
that's quite how that one goes.
We're having a big sale
on our pre-owns.
Hoping we're a little busier than here,
no offense.
Sunday mornings have been brutal
since they opened that Denny's
over in Westlake.
I'll take your French toast
any day of the week, Rose.
- Jim, what is this?
- That's me buying your next vote.
Says the guy who
always runs unopposed.
We're all in this together.
[PANTlNG]
God.
I know, right?
[BOTH PANTlNG]
No, you don't.
- Angie.
- Huh?
I love you.
Yeah.
It's been a fun summer.
- Ouch.
- Junior, we both know what this is.
And you go back to school
in a few days.
JUNlOR:
No, I'm not.
I'm dropping out.
I dropped out, I'm done.
- Are you insane?
- You've never been.
Trust me, college is just another
lame-ass pyramid scheme.
They hand you a free ride out of this
place, and you just throw it away?
- This is about us. This is not about-
- Please don't.
No, Angie, just listen to me
for a second, all right?
Hey, hey, hey. Hey.
I have loved you
since the third grade.
You're the only person in the whole
world who knows the real me.
And that's why I can't be with you.
Look, I'm gonna be late for work.
Why are you acting like this?
- Hey.
- Ow!
JULlA:
Mrs. Grinnell?
Julia Shumway.
You wanted to see me in person?
So you're the newspaper woman?
I'm the new editor
of The Independent, yeah.
If you're having a problem
with your delivery, you can-
I get my news online, sweetheart,
like everybody else.
I called you because I got a tip.
About what?
See that truck?
That's its fourth propane delivery
this week.
Last week, it made six.
Looks like someone's planning
one hell of a barbecue.
Or:
[IMlTATES EXPLOSlON]
You think this might be connected
to terrorism?
Like they say,
"See something, say something. "
Why tell me? Why not the police?
I called Sheriff Perkins
three days ago.
He said he'd look into it.
Turns out everything's above board.
Town hall is just restocking
its emergency reserves.
Here's the thing.
When Duke told me,
he sounded nervous.
Believe me, that man's never
sounded nervous a day in his life.
Okay.
I'll do some digging.
[CAMERA CLlCKlNG]
Whatever you find,
you leave my name the hell out of it.
Where the hell are they taking
all our trucks?
Over to Westlake, it's parade day.
[TRUCK HORN HONKlNG]
I love you too, Rusty.
[TRUCK HORN HONKlNG]
DUKE: I'll never understand why you
said yes to one of those meatheads.
Because their insurance policy
makes ours look like crap.
No. I'm headed back now.
Hey, listen, so we got a problem here.
Your guy Smith shows up,
he doesn't have the money
and then he tries to renegotiate,
aggressively.
Hey. I gotta call you back.
Incoming. No front tag.
This is 102.
Can you run a plate for us?
Boy-Adam-Boy, 162.
[SCREAMS
AND TlRES SCREECHES]
[COWS MOOlNG]
Perfect.
[RUMBLlNG]
[CROWS SQUAWKlNG]
[RUMBLlNG CONTlNUES]
[RUMBLlNG
AND CAR ALARM RlNGlNG]
MAN:
Whoa. Hey, guys, wait.
[RUMBLlNG
AND CHURCH BELL RlNGlNG]
[RUMBLlNG CONTlNUES]
[DUKE GRUNTS
AND TlRES SCREECHlNG]
Unh!
Duke.
[THUMP]
[COWS MOOlNG]
[ELECTRlClTY ZAPS
AND BARBlE GRUNTS]
[DOME HUMMlNG]
[FLlES BUZZlNG]
JOE:
You okay?
I saw your car spin out.
What happened?
Wow.
Hey. No, don't touch that.
[ELECTRlClTY ZAPS
AND JOE GASPS]
Holy crap.
What is it?
What the hell?
- Are you sure you're okay, Duke?
- Yeah.
My damn pacemaker,
must've skipped a beat.
That's supposed
to make me feel better?
I'm fine.
WOMAN [OVER RADlO]:
We have a problem here.
- All our landlines are dead.
- Okay.
FREDDY: Freddy here.
PAUL: Paul here.
One at a time, geniuses.
Freddy, you go first.
FREDDY: Sorry, Duke. We've got
a downed power line over by the clinic.
Paul?
PAUL: Same story across town at
the Food Mart. Sparks and everything.
What could cause that?
A twister?
[AlRPLANE APPROACHlNG]
[DOME HUMMlNG]
It's some sort of invisible fence.
Like those ones for dogs.
Whatever it is,
I'd probably stop touching it.
It only zaps you the first time.
It's like some sort of
static electricity or...
[BlRD THUMPS]
BARBlE:
Necks are snapped.
This thing must be crazy high.
[AlRPLANE APPROACHlNG]
Go! Run! Run!
What the hell is happening?
JlM: God Almighty,
what are we looking at?
MAN: Looks like a prop plane
just exploded in midair.
A plane crash?
In Chester's Mill?
[TlRES SCREECHlNG]
JOE: Is your phone getting any service?
- I have nothing.
Let me see that.
It's Mrs. Sanders, from the bank.
She sponsored
our Little League team.
BARBlE:
No, no, no. Hey!
Hey! Stop the truck!
JOE: If it crashes through, you're dead.
- Stop! Stop!
Stop the truck!
Stop!
Why can't we hear the sirens?
No, no, no, stop!
- What are you doing?
- Telling them to call the FAA.
- The feds?
- Yes.
They gotta shut down
this whole airspace.
JOE: Okay, what if the government
built this thing?
I doubt it.
Why?
Because it works.
[CLlCK]
[GENERATOR HUMMlNG]
PHlL [OVER RADlO]:
Sorry for the radio silence, folks.
Generator's cooking
and we're up and running again.
I'm Phil Bushey,
and you're listening to WYBS,
the Mill's only 100 percent
independent home of rock.
[ROCK MUSlC PLAYlNG]
- Phil.
- Dodee, hey.
We're the only thing on air right now,
AM, FM, anywhere.
Yeah, the blackout, I know.
No, even if that were statewide,
every station our size has
its own generator,
so why is the whole dial still static?
I don't know.
But our ratings are gonna
be amazing.
DUKE:
What the hell happened here?
Sheriff Perkins.
The plane smashed right into it.
I was almost killed.
- This man saved my life.
DUKE: Slow down, son. Slow down.
You hurt?
No, I think something just clipped me
on the way down.
LlNDA: Why aren't the guys putting
out the fires?
You saw it crash. Into what?
I don't know, but, I mean,
whatever this thing is, it is big.
JOE:
It's like a wall, you just can't see it.
Rusty.
- Rusty.
- I don't think he can hear you.
God.
Baby, you okay?
RUSTY:
I can't hear you.
- Step away from there, Linda.
- I don't understand.
What is it?
Watch your step, Jim.
That's Chuck Thomson's plane,
isn't it?
Not anymore.
PAUL [OVER RADlO]:
Hey, Duke?
We got a real bad accident
on Pretty Valley.
FREDDY: Duke, it's Freddy.
I've got one too, over on Motton.
A minivan versus... I don't know what,
but the thing's flat as a dime.
Whole family's DOA.
Whatever it is, it cut off all our roads.
Not just the roads,
the whole town.
[INAUDlBLE DlALOGUE]
We're trapped.
JlM:
Okay, here's what we got.
There's 19 roads going in and out
of Chester's Mill.
Not including the dirt ones.
Joe, would you go home
and stay there?
DUKE: Paul and Freddy are setting up
roadblocks here and over here,
but it's gonna take time
to button up the whole town.
Do what you can.
I got a contingency plan.
No, no, no, Julia.
This is a crime scene.
JULlA: No. Plane falls out of the sky,
that's news.
I'm the ranking official here,
and I'm ordering you to leave.
Jim. We got bigger fish to fry.
Linda, you commandeer
Ms. Shumway's vehicle.
- We'll cover more ground splitting up.
JULlA: What the hell? That's my car.
[SlREN WAlLlNG]
Who the hell are you?
Barbie.
People just call me Barbie.
Barbie?
It's a nickname.
Anyway, I'm not your story.
Then why don't you show me
what is?
[DlNGlNG]
- Am I doing something wrong?
- Power's out, Carolyn.
Cashier said the pumps
will be back on soon.
"Chester's Mill is known for its rich,
fertile land and warm, inviting people. "
Please, these jerks don't
even have orange juice.
Guy said we'd have to wait
till the next delivery.
Alice, you didn't take your insulin
without eating.
I'll be fine. I got a candy bar.
No. You need real food, honey.
We'll stop at that diner we passed.
Mom, seriously, can we please drive
somewhere else?
I refuse to have my last meal here.
Norrie, you're not going to your
execution, you're going to camp.
Camp? It's like a glorified prison
for screw-ups with rich parents.
It's a great program, Norrie.
And as soon as they say you're ready,
you can come home again.
Los Angeles. Awesome.
[TlRES SCREECHlNG
AND SlREN WAlLlNG]
We can stop for lunch later.
[DOME HUMMlNG]
JULlA: Where the hell did it come from?
- I have no idea.
If this thing just appeared
out of thin air,
you think maybe it'll disappear too?
Yeah, maybe.
[DOME HUMMlNG]
You think we might be stuck
in here a while.
I think that even if what's wrong
suddenly becomes right,
the Army's gonna
quarantine this place.
So you're military, huh?
Not recently.
WOMAN:
Help me.
Help me. Help me.
JULlA: How did she-?
- She must've been reaching across
when that thing came down.
It's okay. My husband's a doctor.
We're gonna get you to the hospital.
I can't even grab
a regular broadcast signal.
Phil, something bad is going on
out there, okay?
It could be solar flares
disrupting the entire grid.
Dodee, the cable is out,
it doesn't mean it's the end times.
When packs of mutants start swarming
this place, don't say I didn't warn you.
[BANGlNG ON DOOR]
Hey! This is Councilman Rennie!
Open the damn door!
PHlL: I'm not supposed to let anyone
inside while we're broad-
What the hell? You better have
a warrant or we're gonna sue-
You're gonna let me make an
emergency broadcast right now
or someone's gonna die.
[SOFT ROCK MUSlC PLAYlNG
OVER SPEAKERS]
[SOFT ROCK MUSlC CONTlNUES
PLAYlNG OVER RADlO]
JlM [ON RADlO]:
This is an emergency broadcast,
so please pay careful attention.
My name is Councilman Rennie.
Big Jim Rennie.
But this isn't a car commercial.
Please stop what you're doing
and listen.
We have a serious situation in town
and it's very important
that every driver listening to my voice
stops their vehicle now.
- You're the one who's addicted.
- I use my phone for work,
not for sending naked pictures
of myself to random boys.
For the millionth time,
that was an accident.
That's what you said
when you knocked out that girl's tooth.
JIM: Once again, every car needs
to pull over immediately.
This is not a drill.
Did you hear that?
I can't tell you if what happened
is an act of terror or an act of God,
but I'll keep everyone updated
as we learn more.
It's just some stupid
viral marketing thing, Mom.
Norrie's right. There are other people
on the road. It's probably some stunt-
[ALL SCREAMlNG]
[TlRES SCREECHlNG]
ALlCE:
Is everyone all right?
CAROLYN:
No.
Nothing about this
is all right.
ALlCE: Norrie?
- Norrie. Are you okay?
ALlCE: Keep her head up.
- The pink stars are falling.
The pink stars are falling in lines.
Mom?
- Ange, where the hell is Mom?
- You're the one who lives here.
- Where's Dad?
- Still on the road.
You're sure? A guy at the diner said
there might've been a chemical spill.
I was worried it was Dad's truck,
I came here as fast as I could.
Joe, what is it?
Mom's having brunch
with Uncle Steve at Denny's.
- And?
- Angie, Denny's is in Westlake.
- So, what?
- That's on the other side of this thing.
We're on our own.
[TRUCK HORN HONKlNG
AND SlREN WAlLlNG]
MAN 1:
Coming through. Clear.
MAN 2: I need help over here.
MAN 1: Clear.
MAN 3:
Let's go.
MAN 4:
Fracture over here, guys.
Ms. Shumway? Thank God.
Is the doc with you?
He's not here?
Peter always works Sundays.
Your husband hasn't worked
Sundays in weeks.
He probably just went home.
I should go check on him.
[INAUDlBLE DlALOGUE]
MAN 1:
Has the governor contacted you?
MAN 2: We just need some answers.
MAN 3: What's caused this?
[INAUDlBLE DlALOGUE]
WOMAN:
We need a wheelchair over here.
[LlGHTER CLlCKlNG]
WOMAN: Good. Exactly what we need.
MAN: A little help?
Can I bum one?
Yeah.
A little young to be a nurse,
aren't you?
Just a lowly candy striper.
So you saw whatever did all this?
I mean, what there is to see, yeah.
Some of the patients are saying
it's like we're stuck in a giant fishbowl.
I used to have fish.
Goldfish. Heh, heh.
But then one of them got sick,
and the other one...
The other one ate him.
Did you even know they did that?
Goldfish?
Want something for that?
I just wanna get out of here.
Yeah.
You and me both.
CAROLYN:
Help.
Please, we need help.
Our daughter's had
some sort of episode.
It was a damn seizure, Alice.
ANGlE:
Come on, let's get her looked at.
Watch your head.
All right. All right.
Just go in right there.
Looks like a ghost town in here.
JlM: Yeah, no word from anyone else
on the council yet,
but I should be able
to hold down the fort.
It's easier to reach consensus
when there's only one voice
to listen to, right? Heh, heh, heh.
Anyway, I appreciate what you did
on the radio today.
- You saved some lives.
- Just doing my job and all.
How your men holding up?
We're spread thin since most of them
were at that damn parade,
but we'll soldier on.
Well, for now you will,
but what happens if this thing lasts
for days or weeks?
Well, we might need more manpower
to maintain the peace.
What are you getting at, Jim?
Well, during emergencies,
councilmen have the power
to authorize additional police officers.
The last thing this mess needs
is amateurs with badges.
Till I hear otherwise,
from the mayor or above,
you're not authorizing anything.
Understood.
Good.
What do we do when the people start
asking about the propane?
- Well, that has nothing to do with this.
- Oh, I know that.
But some people might find it
hard to swallow
that we just happened to be stockpiling
fuel right before a disaster.
- So should we tell them the truth?
- That's your business.
I had no idea what the hell you wanted
with all that crap.
Oh.
[LAUGHS]
Please,
you were more than happy
to turn a blind eye,
but you're not dumb.
I did what I had to do to keep this town
from going broke, to keep it safe.
Ooh. Careful, Duke.
You don't wanna put
too much stress
on that bum ticker of yours now,
do you?
Are you threatening me?
Oh, just reminding you
what the lay of the land is.
We're all in this together.
Regular receivers can't pull a signal
through whatever has cut us off,
but I once used our broadcast tower
like a giant antenna
to pull feedback loops
for my band's cover album.
Dodee, just tell me what you heard.
DODEE:
This.
[INDlSTlNCT NOlSES OVER RADlO]
Sounds alien?
Sounds like Björk.
It comes and goes like that.
Sometimes it's music, sometimes
cell phone conversations. It just...
MAN:
Army Corps of Engineers' best guess
puts the dome over Chester's Mill
at roughly 20,000 feet...
[INDlSTlNCT NOlSES
OVER RADlO]
Did he just call it a dome?
Yeah.
[TWlGS RUSTLlNG]
JUNlOR: Sorry. I didn't mean
to sneak up on you like that.
I'm Junior.
Hey, um,
do we know each other?
BARBlE: Doubt it.
- You sure?
I don't know, something about you
just looks so familiar.
[JUNlOR WHlSTLES]
I'm talking to you, dumbass.
Look,
I don't know what I did to piss you off,
but I promise you,
you don't wanna
start something here.
What if I do?
[CAR DOOR OPENlNG]
JULlA: Everything all right out here?
JUNlOR: Hey, Mrs. S.
BARBlE:
Yeah.
Everyone's been very welcoming.
JUNlOR:
Be seeing you.
- What the hell was that about?
- I have no idea.
Any word from your husband?
He wasn't back home,
so now I've been checking
all the roadblocks.
This was the last one.
At least he wasn't
one of the crashes.
What about you?
Where you off to?
The motels are all booked up,
so I'm just gonna rough it.
Don't be ridiculous.
- You can stay with Peter and me.
- No, no, no-
Linda said
you saved a kid's life today.
I'm not about to let you sleep out here
like an animal.
Come on. I insist.
[HlP HOP MUSlC PLAYlNG
OVER SPEAKERS]
GlRL:
Party.
[CHATTERlNG]
BEN:
McAlister.
- It's Ben. Ben Drake from AP English.
- Hey, man.
Hey, so is it true,
are you seriously home alone?
Man, your house parties
are gonna be sick.
BEN: So have you touched
the force-field thing?
Whatley says it's straight out
of Star Trek.
- You looking for something?
- Yeah, an off switch.
This thing couldn't have
just appeared out of thin air.
Whatever it is,
it's gotta have its own power source,
right?
I guess.
What if that power source
was somewhere in here with us?
Maybe it's somewhere nearby,
distributing juice to the entire thing.
Joe?
Joe.
JOE: The pink stars are falling.
- You all right, man?
The pink stars are falling in lines.
BEN:
Hey, let's get some help! Help!
JOE: The pink stars are falling.
- Someone help! Get over here!
JOE: The pink stars are falling in lines.
- Hey! Hey!
[ANGlE SCREAMS]
If you do everything I say,
I promise you won't get hurt, okay?
ANGlE:
Help! Help! Help!
[THUMP]
Angie?
I'm so sorry, Ange.
I didn't want it to go like this.
[PEOPLE CHATTERlNG]
[CHATTERlNG]
DUKE:
I'm afraid I have some hard news.
Some folks are still unaccounted for,
but it looks like Chester's Mill...
lost 12 of her own today.
[CROWD MURMURlNG]
Duke, what the hell is going on?
CAROLYN:
Isn't it obvious?
- We're under attack.
- Nobody knows a damn thing,
so there's no point
in spreading any rumors.
Please, our daughter is sick.
We need to get her to a real doctor.
I mean, even if they can't
knock that wall down,
they can still airlift her out of here.
I don't know, but if those eggheads
out there can drop a car on Mars,
they sure as hell
can figure this out too.
When everybody gets home tonight,
I want you to check on your neighbors,
and if anybody needs anything,
you know where to find me.
[GROANS]
[STAlRS CREAKlNG]
[ANGlE GASPS]
[DOOR CLANGlNG]
Hey, Angie.
Help! Somebody help me!
Somebody help me!
JUNlOR: Stop it. Quiet down. Stop.
- Oh, God, somebody please help me-
Stop!
Save your voice, babe.
Okay? No one can hear us
all the way down here.
Down?
My dad's old fallout shelter.
He's always been a little paranoid
about security,
but you're safe now.
- What are you talking about?
- I finally figured it out.
Why you were acting so strange
this morning. It's all connected.
I know how this must look,
but I swear, in the long run,
you're gonna thank me for this.
- Oh, my God. You've lost your mind.
- No, no.
I'm the only person who understands
what's really going on around here.
All I ask for is patience.
Let go of me! Let go of me!
Let me out of here!
Let me out! Let me out!
[ANGlE SCREAMS]
Junior! Ah!
JlM:
Junior.
Dad.
- Where you been?
- Heard you on the radio.
Sounded like we might need the old
shelter, but it's completely flooded.
Oh, that's the least of our worries.
All that matters is you're okay.
Whatever this is, I wanna help.
I appreciate that,
but you got school-
School's out there, I'm here,
and I wanna help.
JULlA:
Honey, are you home?
- How do you guys have power?
- Backup generator.
Big Jim convinced my husband
it would be a tax write-off
when we moved in here.
That's Peter behind you.
[SlGHS]
You must think I'm an idiot.
What do you mean?
A journalist who doesn't know
what's going on under her own nose.
I'm sure the whole town's thinking it.
My husband isn't here
because he's having an affair.
They don't know him like I do.
He'll turn up, you'll see.
I can't wait to meet him.
Come on, I'll give you the nickel tour.
I was supposed to be with Rusty today
at the game.
Told him if we were ever gonna
afford a honeymoon,
we both had to put in more overtime.
[SlGHS]
Why Chester's Mill?
Why us?
Maybe we're being punished.
- Sorry?
- You're good police, Linda...
but there's a lot I've tried
to protect you from about this place.
Like what?
[DUKE SlGHS]
[DOME HUMMlNG]
A little over a year ago,
I was approached about...
[DOME HUMMlNG]
[DUKE GRUNTS]
[GRUNTlNG]
Duke.
- It's my chest.
- Duke, is it your pacemaker?
Ah! No! Don't!
Duke. Duke.
Help!
Officer down! Officer down! Help!
Duke, come on. Stay with me, Duke.
Duke, stay with me.
Help us!
[LlNDA SPEAKlNG INAUDlBLY]
[SOLDlER SPEAKlNG INDlSTlNCTLY]
REPORTER 1:
We've spoken with the government,
law enforcement, the military.
No one has any idea
what's going on.
The closest I can come
to an answer
is to share with you the words
of one scientist we spoke to today.
REPORTER 2:
He told us, and I quote:
"This is an unparalleled
event in human history. "
Those are not the words of comfort,
not to the nation or the world.
REPORTER 1: Certainly not to
the people of Chester's Mill,
who appear to be trapped,
at least for now.