War of the Worlds (1988–1990): Season 2, Episode 2 - No Direction Home - full transcript

The remaining members of the team set up a new home and try to deal with their grief. The Morthren also have to find a fresh refuge and as part of this they kidnap and duplicate a priest who runs a homeless shelter.

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There's rioting breaking
out throughout the city.

Fires continue to
burn everywhere.

Troops are shooting people.

My God, I... I don't know why.

There's a woman dying in front
of me, and no one's helping her.

There are conflicting reports
about who or what started the chaos.

Will someone tell
me what's happening?

This is madness.

What is this world coming to?

There's nobody.



They got them all. We survived.

Some of us.

It's not over.

You gave me a
job to do, Colonel.

I'm not going to let you down.

Are you ready?

Nearly.

We've got to leave
this place now.

I have to take the human bodies.

- Failures?
- My experiments. I need to study.

There's no time. This world is filled
with subjects for your experiments.

Let's go now.

Are you afraid the ones who
escaped will come back here?

They haven't escaped.



Where are we going, Kincaid?

I've got a place.

What kind of place?

Safe, once we get there.

That black car?

Yeah, been with us for a while.

No. I can handle this.

Hold on.

Hurt bad.

It's okay, Ralph.

- Don't go near it.
- It's okay. Take him back to the mission.

Come on, Ralph. Tim's
going to look after them.

Excuse me, please.
Let me through.

Stand back. Let
me through, please.

Move, please.

Come on, guys, move it.

Tim... Where's Tim? Where's Tim?

It's okay. He's probably
taking them to the hospital.

Well...

looks like we've made it.

This is it, huh?

I might live rough...
here... But not this rough.

Let's do it.

- Want me to carry you?
- No, I'm okay.

Honey, I'll take it.

Not far now.

We're home.

What's the matter, honey?

I feel a bit dizzy.

Have you got some
water or something?

Here.

Best I can do.

I'm a little worried about her.

She's holding up okay.

Yeah, but she's in shock.

What happens when
she comes out of it?

I don't know.

We'll deal with it.

Kincaid, what the
hell is this place?

- Bomb shelter?
- Command post.

Military set it up in the '50s
when the war scare was on.

It had been closed up for years.

How'd you find it?

When I was in the service,

I dug up a lot of information
I wasn't supposed to have.

And you live here.

As much as I live anywhere.

I use this as an
operational base.

You and your brother.

Yeah.

She's asleep.

That's good.

What are we going to do?

There are, uh, rooms
down there we never used,

and, uh, bathroom's that way.

Water was still on
last time I checked.

And, uh, there's, uh,
stuff to wear. Here.

What is our next move?

Find out what kind
of support we got.

General Wilson. Tell
him it's Lone Wolf.

I'm sorry, sir. General Wilson's
on leave and can't be reached.

Okay, get me Colonel Fleming.

One moment, Mr. Wolf.

I'm sorry. Colonel Fleming's
not available at this time.

Major E.R.O.

I'm sorry. Major...

Cut the crap, lady.
Get him on the line now,

or I'm coming down there
to pay him a visit. His choice.

I don't like this.

Sorry about that, Kincaid.

The Lone Wolf
routine threw me off.

Just can't relate to
code names, I guess.

Want to tell me
what's going on, Major?

I was hoping you could tell me.

Where's General Wilson?
Who's minding the store?

You can report to me now.

What makes you think
I've got anything to report?

Have you had any contact
with the Blackwood people?

No. Why?

Seems there was
some sort of accident.

News to me. What did you hear?

Not much. Not
really my department.

Listen, why don't you tell me
where I can reach you and...

I hear the sound of
doors being slammed.

Yeah. They're cutting us loose.

We're on our own.

Just like the Colonel said.

Took Tim.

Took Father Tim.

Took Tim.

It's okay, Ralph. Shh,
shh, shh, shh shh.

Tim.

Took Tim.

Tim.

Took Tim!

I hope this place is
safer than the last.

Who are you?

Why didn't your
soldiers kill him?

Because there were humans there.

Humans.

Why reveal ourselves
when there's no need?

Coming here wasn't planned.

We're vulnerable in this place.

Doesn't matter.

I can use him as a
replication subject.

Yes. Find out his function.

Maybe he can be useful.

I'll know everything about him.

If you don't kill
him in the process.

God, help me.

I don't understand.

You will soon.

Very soon.

We can't stay cooped up in
here. We've got to do something.

Any suggestions?

How's Debi?

I really don't know.

It was Max, wasn't it?

It's the past.

We have all lost friends.

Suzanne's right. We've
got to talk about this.

Listen, I'm not going to
sit around and cry about it.

What would Max want you to do?

He would have wanted
me to, uh, act, strike back.

Sounds kind of like the Colonel.

Norton would want
us to have a party.

We will once we've got
something to celebrate.

Yeah, which brings us around
to the old question again.

What are we going to do?

Nothing so long
as we're down here.

Why?

I might be able to pick up
their trail. It's something.

Let's go.

Hey, listen, I'm not
trying to cut you out of this,

but this is my kind of gig.

Kincaid, think about this.

You and I together, we
got the Colonel out, right?

Besides, something really
big happened down there,

and I want to be in on it.

Yeah, good point.

Is that going to
be okay with you?

Yeah. Be careful.

- Is it ready?
- One of the engrams is missing.

- What?
- We must have left it behind.

We have replacements.

But we can't leave it there.
The humans might find it.

Get it back.

Nothing.

Guess they got tired
of the neighborhood.

Well, this is some
place, isn't it?

I guess.

Honey.

Any time you want to
talk, I'm here for you.

Colonel wasn't right.

- Debi, that wasn't the Colonel.
- I know.

But when he was talking to
me, I knew something was wrong.

What do you mean?

I think he didn't mean
what he was saying,

but he meant something else.

I don't know. I
can't really explain.

I know. Don't worry. It's okay.

One of them is the
clone. That one?

Oh...

So am I.

Let's try this way.

We're going to make them
pay for this one, Harrison.

Look, I know what you're
feeling, but we can't just...

Aah!

I had them both.
Why did you stop me?

Because they came
here looking for something.

They came here looking for this.

- Just leave it.
- No, Kincaid.

Oh, damn it, it
could be anything.

It could be a tracking
device, Harrison.

They wanted this back.

Damn it, it could be a bomb.

We've got our hands on
some alien technology.

That thing spooks me.

I hope it doesn't
blow up in our faces.

I don't think it's a weapon.

I'd say it has something to
do with the replication process.

What about radiation?

That's about as
hot as your watch.

Dear God, save me.

God.

What does it mean?

It's their idea of the Eternal.

This is their scared text.

A mad confusion of
myth and contradiction.

Their god is invisible.

Invisible?

Soon you will know
the one true God.

Our Father...

who art in heaven...

hallowed... be... thy... na...

Now I understand.

Suzanne, get a towel.

Debi, no, stay away from it.

Come on. I got a job for you.

You can keep watch.

Do you think it's dangerous?

No, I just hate the damn thing.

I don't think it's a weapon.

I'd say it has something to
do with the replication process.

What?

That's what I said.

What do you mean?

Those are the exact
words I used to Kincaid

when we found this thing.

That thing spooks me.

That's what Kincaid said to me.

Something about, uh,
blowing up in the face.

Uh, it's not clear.

Oh.

Suzanne, you're reading my mind.

No, I'm not. I don't know
what you're thinking right now.

Uh, it must be memory.

Memory.

When they replicate,

they transfer
memories into the clone.

This is the thing
that does it for them.

Honey, any time
you want to talk...

That was private.

Between you and Debi, yes.

I remember.

So, figured it out?

We're getting these.

- No.
- No.

Uh, I saw it.

I was in the room.
You killed them.

I felt what you felt.

Huh.

I was you.

I was you.

I've lost two soldiers,

and the humans have the engram.

- Could they activate it?
- Maybe.

But they haven't the capacity
to understand or control it.

When it's activated,
it transmits a signal.

- We could locate it.
- Then this may turn out well.

I hope so, for your sake.

- What about your experiments?
- See for yourself.

"Faith, hope, and charity.

The greatest of
these is charity."

Charity?

Selflessness.

Helping the unfit to survive.

If they're unfit, why
should they survive?

Some humans think
each life is valuable.

I devoted my life to the idiocy.

What a waste of resources.

You were right.

I understand the
delusion of my past.

Do you know what you must do?

What I've always done...

To serve God Almighty.

But now I'll serve
the one true god...

The Eternal.

How will this help us?

His original shelters
human outcasts...

A convenient supply of
subjects for my research.

If they disappear, no
one will know or care.

Come on, Ralph, you got to eat.

Wrong food.

Soup, soup, same as always.

You just clean that up.

There's Tim now. I told you.

How's it going, Ralph?

Bad.

Sorry, Father.

He's in one of his moods.

He's upset because
you weren't here.

I'm here now.

Wrong man.

I say we destroy it.

Are you crazy? Think of what
we can learn from this thing.

Yeah, it pulls random
memories out of our minds.

Great. What good is that?

That may not be
the only thing it does.

Look, the replicate of Ironhorse
was a combination of human and alien.

Mutant. We know that.

But they created
it with that device.

So you're saying there are
alien memories stored in there.

That's a good guess, yes.

And if so, we may be able
to find out how they think.

Well, I know what they do.

That's good enough for me.

Okay, think of
the aliens you saw.

Concentrate.

They've activated it.

Harrison.

No, Kincaid, they're not real.

It's real if I see it.

I don't believe in
ghosts. What was that?

Memories.

Their memories.

Hey, this is my place, and
those scumballs ain't invited.

They weren't here.

We were there,

wherever their base is.

I couldn't see much.

Some kind of corridor.

We've got to keep trying. We've
got to get a fix on their location.

You're totally nuts.

It was the past,
Kincaid. It can't hurt us.

No? Think about that.

You guys look beat.

It does seem to
drain you, doesn't it?

Like a vampire.

It's somewhere in the city.

That's not much help.

The signal is very weak.

It'll grow stronger as the
engram feeds on them.

That's not Tim.

Yep, you slept all day.

Didn't seem to do me much good.

I didn't dream at all.

I always remember my dreams.

Well, there's your
answer. Take a look.

It's doubled in size.

It's more curved.

Yep, and you're wasted.

That lump of goo's
wiping you out.

I say we torch it right now.

Where the hell have you been?

In there's a bad thing.

What are you talking about?

Ralph.

- A bad thing!
- Oh...

A bad thing in there! In there!

A bad thing in there. In there!

Watching me in my head.

You're getting worse, Ralph. I
don't know what to do with you.

I've seen him around before.

He's one strange guy.

I think he knows about that.

- In my head!
- It's okay.

- Hurting me!
- It's okay, Ralph.

That's weird. I
don't feel a thing.

Well, he's picking something up.

I'll be back.

Maybe we should destroy it.

I ain't carrying you,
Ralph. Come on.

Tim's been real
worried about you.

Having some trouble?

No, it's, uh, it's okay. I'm just
trying to get him back to the mission.

He's not, uh, all right upstairs,
you know what I mean?

Jump in. I'll give you a ride.

Well, thanks, Mr.?

Kincaid.

Come here. Come on.

All wrong.

Poor old Ralph. They never could
figure out what was wrong with him.

Gave him electric
treatments, all kinds of drugs.

If you ask me, they was... they
was using him for a kind of guinea pig.

Can't trust those bastards.

All wrong.

What's on your mind, Ralph?

He don't make no
sense, Mr. Kincaid.

In my mind...

the bad thing...

- like Tim.
- Now, don't you talk like that.

Father Timothy runs the
mission. He's a real saint, but...

Ralph's kind of turned
on him. Don't ask me why.

Wrong men in the car.

What's he talking about?

We saw a car crash yesterday.

That's what set him off.

Tell me about it.

Friends,

today I'd like to
talk about conflict.

There's a lot of
conflict in this world.

But throughout the Good Book,

the Lord instructs
us to kill our enemies.

You're supposed to
love them that hate you.

Are you sure?

Word of God, ain't it?

But God says smite
down your enemies,

an eye for an eye.

Ralph.

You had me worried, man.

Hello.

Can I help you?

Oh, you must be Father Timothy.

Tim.

We're pretty informal
around here, Mr.?

Uh, Ralph has given
himself a pretty hard time.

I gave him a ride.

Poor Ralph. He's a sad case.

He's not getting much better.

He mentioned something
about a car crash.

Yesterday.

Yeah, Ralph was pretty upset
about that, but it was nothing, really.

Oh. Were you there?

Yeah, I went to help out.

I guess Ralph thought I was
abandoning him or something.

Hmm.

When you, uh, took those guys
in the car to the hospital, right?

Did Ralph say that?

He's confused. They
weren't hurt at all.

Look, I'm sorry. You'll
have to excuse me.

Sure.

Do you live around here?

In the area.

We're always
looking for volunteers.

It's a constant struggle.

I'll think about it.

Who was that, Ralph?

Right man.

Father Timothy says one
thing, and Ralph says another.

So what do you think?

I think he's a clone.

He seems real enough, but
that doesn't mean a damn thing.

Maybe he is, maybe he isn't.

We've got to be very careful now

not to start seeing enemies
where there aren't any.

I've been seeing things
you tell me don't exist.

So it's Tim's word
against Ralph's.

Ralph doesn't seem
that reliable to me.

Hey, he may be a screwball, but he
does have some kind of sixth sense.

I'm telling you,
he felt that thing.

And he's been scared of
Tim ever since the car crash.

And we do know what
was inside that car.

What the hell?

- Oh, my God.
- Ahh!

Got to destroy it!

No! You'll kill us!

Where is Debi?

- Suzanne, come over here!
- What about Debi?

Kincaid, find Debi!

Suzanne, come here! I need you!

It's using our
memories against us!

We have to reverse it!

Concentrate!

Turn it back on itself!

Ohh...

They're in the same area
of the city as our replicate.

The priest of the invisible god.

Now we have a use for
your experiment. Don't we?

The man who brought
you here, Ralph.

What's his name?
Where does he live?

You do know, Ralph.

Right man.

No! He's the devil's man.

This thing could be dying.

Then it's over.

Not quite.

We've still got the
problem of the mission.

If Tim is a clone, he's
too damn close to us.

Right.

Tim's already seen him.

We have to go.

With this.

If this thing is linked
to the cloning process,

it'll be linked to Tim.

We're looking for Father Tim.

Tell me now, or I'll
send you straight to hell.

The engram. It's here.

We're seeing his memory.

He is a clone.

Lord! Oh, God!

Get out of here! Go!

- Ralph!
- Ralph, go!

Ralph!

Kincaid!

Where are you?

Where's your mom and Harrison?

- They went out.
- Don't live here!

I got to go. Stay here.

Something's wrong!

- Kincaid!
- Ralph! Look at me!

What the hell's the matter?

Mission. More men.

Wrong men.

Ralph, you did good.

Get out of here.

Aah!

Take cover!

Come out, or I'll kill him.

All of you! Now!

Father... who art...

Hallowed be thy...

Aah!

Lord, guide me.

Timing's pretty good, Kincaid.

That's the guy you got to thank.

- Well.
- Ralph?

Seems none the worse

Actually, I think
he's forgotten.

Ralph lives for the moment.

What about you, Tim?

I hardly remember anything.

It is like a dream.

But I know I spent
some time in hell.

You were lucky. You came back.

It wasn't luck. I called out
to God, and He heard me.

We'd best be going.

Debi.

Time to go now.

Drop by any time.

We're always
looking for volunteers.

Oh, I'm going to go fix my room.

I wish I had a picture
of Norton and Ironhorse.

I don't want to forget them.

Guess that means
I'm stuck with you guys.

Well, it's a two-way
street, Kincaid.

We'll figure it out.

But right now, we do have
something to celebrate.

Three-way split.