"Come on, honey." "Good girl." "Take that stand." "Count!" "10, 9, 8, 7..." "Ignition." "...6..." "Prepare for lift-off." "Main-stage." "...5, 4, 3 2, 1, 0." "And so Voyager IIII is now a par of history." "Rocketing into space from its launchpad here at Cape Kennedy on this historic date:" "August 20, 1977." "Onboard the space probe are photographic images of Earh verbal greetings and a medley of musical compositions." "Voyager IIII is our invitation to other intelligent species in the universe:" "Please come and visit our planet Earh." "As the Secretary General of the United Nations an organisation of 147 member states who represent almost all of the human inhabitants of planet Earh I send greetings on behalf of the people of our planet." "Hello from the children of planet Earh." "I love you." "Don't do this to yourseIIf, Jenny." "Go to sIIeep." "That's very good." "Mr." "Director." "Yes." "WouIId you excuse me, pIIease?" "Sounds IIike Soviet space garbage." "The MOLIINK peopIIe say no." "What does the KremIIin say?" "Na zdorovije." "They don't know nothing." "This is Delta Yankee, two miles and closing, locked on target." "Permission to launch." "Permission granted." "Delta Yankee executing launch." "Missiles away." "IInterceptor DeIIta Yankee reports a hit, sir." "No change in speed, but another aIIteration of course." "New estimated point of impact:" "North Wisconsin by Chequamegon Bay." "Get Mark Shermin." "Tony takes a pass, Murray drives to the left, he blows it." "He's down." "No harm, no foul." "Just under three minutes left to play." "Cheeks picks up Johnson at mid-cour." "Frank is looking for Greeney." "Now he's into the top of the key and finds Johnson all alone." "He's up and in for a deuce." "And he was fouled on the play." "CaIIII me back in 20 minutes, wiIIII you?" "Yes, sir." "Sorry about that." "What?" "Chequamegon Bay?" "Yes, sir." "No probIIem." "Scott?" "You're not Scott." "Scott." ""Our Father who art in heaven, HaIIIIowed be thy name." ""Thy kingdom come, Thy wiIIII be done, On earth as it is in heaven."" ""As the Secretary GeneraII of the United Nations..." ""...an organisation of 147 member states..." ""...who represent aIImost aIIII of the human inhabitants of pIIanet Earth..." ""..." "II send greetings."" "Who is that handsome guy?" "Oh, God, what a day." "Here she comes, ladies and gentlemen." "Look at that gorgeous car." "Off we go." "Don't worry, it's not going to go off until the hammer's back." "What we want to do is we want to squeeze and squeeze." "One more time." "Not bad." "Actually, you should probably, you know, steady with your other hand here." "You'll get more accuracy, probably, this way." "Yeah, come here." "Come here." "Don't be afraid." "Don't be afraid." "I mean you no harm." "Oh, this is great." "Yeah." "Boy, what a weird dream." "Who are you?" "What do you want?" "We go." "II can't get the engine started." "Where?" "Which way?" "Left, right?" "Here." "You know where that pIIace is?" "IIf this is CaIIifornia and down here is Texas, that must be, IIike..." "..." "Arizona, maybe." "Want to be driven." "Arizona maybe." "Ten minutes." "About that time, Mr. Shermin." "Okay." "Coffee?" "Yeah." "Sergeant, can you get poIIice bands on that thing?" "No probIIem." "Why?" "II'm interested in anything that's weird." "You know, freaky, bizarre." "Hi there." "Hi." "II'm Major BeIIII." "Mark Shermin." "IIs it cIIean?" "WeIIII, no radioactivity." "No readings on bacteria." "You attached to NationaII Security?" "Not very." "II just work for them." "On IIoan." "Sort of IIike a IIibrary book." "No, actuaIIIIy II'm with SETII." "Search for ExtraterrestriaII IInteIIIIigence." "So they're sending you guys out on meteorites now?" "OnIIy when they change course." "Change course?" "Can they do that?" "This one did." "So they teIIII me." "Twice." "Either that or some airhead over at NORAD misread a gIIitch on his monitor." "lit aIIso came down sIIower than suborbitaII speed." "NaturaIIIIy, they decided to fire some missiIIes at it." "What the heIIII are they doing?" "Taking a core sampIIe." "Nobody authorised that." "Damn thing sounded hoIIIIow to me." "There's no such thing as a hoIIIIow" "Jesus Christ!" "You were about to say?" "Up and at 'em, folks, this is station WDLU, in Madison, Wisconsin bringing you the 6:00 a.m. news." "All of you that saw that flash in the sky last night it wasn't the end of the world or a burning airliner." "According to the A.P. wire, one of the biggest meteorites to strike the planet Earh in the past 80 years hit last night near Ashland, not far from Chequamegon Bay." "So you folks who called in to say you saw a flying saucer" "That's about you, isn't it?" "You reaIIIIy are some kind of Martian or something, aren't you?" "What do you want here?" "What are you doing?" "What do you want with me?" "Where are you taking me?" "Why do you IIook so much IIike Scott?" ""II can't get no" ""satisfaction"" "That does it." "HeIIp!" "You crazy sons of bitches." "What's the matter with you?" "HeIIp!" "HeIIp me!" "HeIIp me, pIIease." "II'm being kidnapped." "II send greetings." "What's going on here?" "II'm being kidnapped." "Greetings." "You'd better IIet her go." "II'IIII give you greetings." "How'd you do that?" "Those IIittIIe grey jobs?" "Communications CentraII, this is Project Visitor at the Chequamegon sighting." "II have Mr. Shermin for you." "The director's on the IIine." "AIIII right, what is it?" "II'IIII know more in two hours." "We're taking it out now and setting up a IIab in Madison." "This meteor, the Chequamegon sighting, appears to be hoIIIIow?" "No, not "appears to be." lit is hoIIIIow." "II think the baIIIIoon has just gone up, sir." "Do you have to keep that thing on your IIap IIike that?" "Those things...." "Guns make me a IIittIIe bit jumpy." "Define "IIittIIe bit jumpy."" "That's a IIittIIe bit." "Jumpy's IIike nervous, afraid." "You know that word "afraid"?" ""Afraid." Yes." "How much EngIIish do you understand?" "II understand greetings in 54 pIIanet Earth IIanguages." "II understand EngIIish IIanguage IIittIIe bit." "Nothing much in there." "lit's just a llot of junk." "That's my waIIIIet." "That's my driver's IIicense." "That's me." "My name, Jenny Hayden." ""Jenny Hayden."" "What do you want, anyway?" "Why did you come here?" "Oh, my God." "II IIook IIike Scott." "Yeah, you do." "II IIook IIike Scott so you do not be IIittIIe bit jumpy." "Listen, about those poIIice caIIIIs, you did say anything weird, right?" "You got something?" "Just picked up one from AshIIand." "Happened sometime this morning." "A guy name HeinmuIIIIer had a coIIIIision with an orange and bIIack '77 Mustang." "The gall driving cIIaimed she was being kidnapped." "But when HeinmuIIIIer went to hellp her, the kidnapper yeIIIIed, "Greetings" and meIIted his IIug wrench." "YeIIIIed, "Greetings" and meIIted his IIug wrench?" "Weird you want, weird you get." "How do you meIIt a IIug wrench?" "II just copy them down, II don't expIIain them." "Did anybody get a IIicense number?" "Wisconsin pilates, Papa X-ray Victor 2-3-7." "We're checking the owner through DMV now." "What the heIIII is that thing?" "WeIIII, it's sort of an invitation, Major." "Remember that package we sent up with the Voyager probe?" "There was a goIId anodised disk with greetings from Earth in 54 different IIanguages." "CompIIete with a nice IIittIIe speech from Kurt WaIIdheim:" ""To whom it may concern." "Come and see us sometime."" "We're coming to a gas station." "We're gonna need some gas." "Okay?" ""Gas"?" "Gas." "For the car." "FueII." "Energy." "II step on the gas, the car goes, II take my foot off, it stops." "Understand?" "No." "II do not understand." "How can car need energy so soon?" "II don't know." "II'm just teIIIIing you, this is the gas gauge." "When the needIIe gets to E, that's "Empty." No gas." "The car stops." "Period." "Okay." "Get gas." "Here you go." "Take it easy." "Yeah." "Take it easy." "Hi." "FiIIII her up, unIIeaded." "Gas." "Gotcha." "Yeah, II know." "II have to go to the bathroom." "The IIadies' room." "The restroom." "lit's when a person has to...." "The heIIII with it, you figure it out for yourseIIf, II'm going." ""Women." Me." ""Men." You." "Understand?" "Can't get her out?" "Gas." "Yeah, weIIII, II know just how she feeIIs." "Every goddamn pIIace you go." "Take it easy." "Up yours." "Take it easy." "Up yours." "Hi, IIet's go." "Nothing of interest in here." "You wanna sign that for me, Ms. Hayden?" "Kidnapped." "What?" "What is "kidnapped"?" "You want to know what kidnapped is?" "lit's being dragged out of your house in the middIIe of the night by some whatever you are." "Being forced to drive aIIII night at gunpoint and not knowing where you're going or what's going to happen to you when you get there." "So if you're going to shoot me, go ahead." "Because II'd rather be shot than go on being scared to death." "Go ahead." "II mean you no harm, Jenny Hayden." "Here's Ol' Blue Eyes, Francis Alber." ""Start spreading the news" ""II'm IIeaving today" ""II want to be a part of it" ""New York, New York"" "II'm sorry." "II did awaken you." "Do they sing a llot where you IIive?" "Yes." "We sing." "Do you ever get hungry?" "Empty here?" "Like a car needs gas?" "Yes." "This body has a terribIIe emptiness." "This is caIIIIed "hungry"?" "Yeah, and when peopIIe get hungry they have to eat food." "Eat." "Yes, we must do that." "We wiIIII stop at food station." "You have hungry too?" "II'm starving." "II haven't eaten since...." "Oh, my God." "Look out!" "What are you doing?" "Okay?" "Okay?" "Are you crazy?" "You aIImost got us kiIIIIed." "You said you watched me." "You said you knew the ruIIes!" "II do know the ruIIes." "For your information, that was a yeIIIIow IIight back there." "II watched you very carefuIIIIy." "Red IIight:" "Stop." "Green IIight:" "Go." "YeIIIIow IIight:" "Go very fast." "You better IIet me drive." "II wiIIII drive." "Do you seriousIIy expect me to teIIII the President that an allien has IIanded assumed the identity of a dead housepainter from Madison, Wisconsin and is presentIIy out tooIIing around the countryside in a hopped-up orange and bIIack 1977 Mustang?" "We have the foIIIIowing givens:" "That man, Scott Hayden, died IIast ApriII." "He's dead and buried, that's verified." "He has no brothers or IIookaIIike cousins." "But stiIIII, this morning, at approximateIIy 6:00" "AIIII right, we have been through aIIII of that." "II'm going to ask you now, how couIId it happen?" "We think it might be some kind of a cIIoning deaII repIIication of an entire organism from a singIIe ceIIII." "We found some hairs from Scott Hayden's head." "IIs that possibIIe?" "II mean, can you cIIone a IIiving organism from the hair of a dead man?" "Human hair consists of keratinised ceIIIIs." "But in order to determine whether repIIication is possibIIe" "II asked you a question." "You mean us?" "lin our present state of technoIIogy?" "Yes." "No." "What the heIIII are we taIIking about?" "We're hypothesizing a technoIIogy that's probablly 100,000 years ahead of us." "We're the ancients, Mr. Fox." ""Ancients"?" "TechnoIIogicaIIIIy, yes." "We've just started." "Even if you're right, II stiIIII have probIIems." "His knowIIedge of EngIIish." "Okay, IIisten to this." "II heIIped put this package together." "This was designed so that an inteIIIIigent species couIId get a working knowIIedge of EngIIish." "Enough to get by, anyhow." "A coupIIe-of-hundred-word vocabuIIary, a rough idea of syntax." "Think of what it wouIId mean to tallk to a being from a civiIIisation IIike that." "Think of what we couild IIearn." "...of 147 member states who represent almost all of the human inhabitants of planet Earh I send greetings...." ""Greetings," that's what he said to HeinmuIIIIer on the road." "lit's aIIso what the cannibaII said to the missionary just before he ate him." "Now the question in this case is:" "Who is the missionary and who are the cannibaIIs?" "When do you have to be there?" "What?" "IIn Arizona." "When do you have to be there?" "Do you see this IIittIIe star?" "Star?" "What star?" "Where?" "There." "We caIIII that the sun." "When this IIittIIe...." "When the sun appears mid-sky three more times, II must be at Arizona." "You mean, 12:00 noon, three days from now?" "Yes." "What happens if you don't get there in time?" "Then they wiIIII go." "Without you?" "Yes." "What wiIIII you do then?" "Then II wiIIII die." "Die?" "Understand?" "You IIook for food station." "What?" "A deer." "A dead deer." ""Dead deer," why?" "PeopIIe hunt them to eat for food." "Do deer eat peopIIe?" "No." "Do peopIIe eat peopIIe?" "No, of course not." "What do you think we are?" "II think you are a very primitive species." "What are you, softhearted?" "Cry when you saw Bambi?" "Define "Bambi."" "He doesn't understand." "He's not from around here." "You don't speak any EngIIish?" "Steer cIIear of that bozo." "Define "bozo."" "Jerk." "From Denver, here...." "lit's south on IInterstate 25." "Then you pick up II-40 westbound at AIIbuquerque." "WiIIII you forget the deer for a second?" "II'm trying to show you something." "Where exactIIy in Arizona are you supposed to meet your friends?" "West of WinsIIow." "II see a IIittIIe speck on the map, but there's...." "Crater?" "IIs that where you're supposed to meet them?" "Where the meteor hit?" "Why do you do this?" "Better safe than sorry." "Just in case something happens to me." "There's one more thing." "The credit card, for the gas." "You know how that worked?" "Why shouIId something happen to you?" "Who knows?" "The way you drive, traveIIIIing with you couIId be detrimentaII to the heaIIth." "That's me and Scott on our honeymoon." "A honeymoon is what you caIIII it when two peopIIe first get married and they go off together after they've faIIIIen in IIove." "Define "IIove."" "Love is...." "lit's when you care more for someone eIIse than you do for yourseIIf." "But it's not just that, it's...." "lit's when someone is a part of you." "And when they...." "What?" "Scott is dead." "He was kiIIIIed in an accident." "When someone you IIove dies...." "Shit." "Define "shit."" "Don't say that, that's not a nice word." "Shit." "Don't mind him, he's just IIearning to speak EngIIish." "He's got a heIIII of a start on it." "Who's the deviIIIIed egg on white toast?" "His." "Right." "And a superburger." "Two orders of fries, two choc maIIts and two Dutch appIIe pie with whipped cream." "II had a wedge of it myseIIf." "lit's terrific." "Enjoy." "Dig in." "Wait." "No." "That's your dessert." "You eat that with a fork." "This thing." "Here." "Like this." "No, but you eat that IIast." "Sandwich first, dessert IIast." "Why?" "II don't know, that's just how it's done." "What's the matter?" "Dutch appIIe pie." "Good?" "lit's terrific." "For a primitive species we have our points." "Anybody for LincoIIn, Omaha or Chicago, the bus IIeaves in five minutes." "II've got to go to the...." "II'IIII be right back." "Excuse me, is there a back way out of here?" "Yeah, sure, through the kitchen." "Why?" "You know that feIIIIow II came in with?" "Yes." "CouIId you give these things to him after the bus IIeaves?" "lit's just a map and some car keys and a credit card." "You sure, honey?" "Yeah, II'm positive." "Thanks." "Hey, honey." "II wouIIdn't go out through the back door right now." "That friend of yours, he's out there in the parking IIot." "Thanks." "Excuse me, miss." "You strike me as a meat-eater." "II couIId fix you up with a nice haunch of venison." "Maybe even a shot of pork if you couIId...." "Why, that son of a bitch." "No." "Hey, what happened to the goddamn deer?" "He went there, to the woods." "Okay, comedian." "Bingo." "Stop it." "You IIeave him aIIone!" "Butt out, girIIie." "He doesn't understand." "He's a foreigner and doesn't speak EngIIish." "So what?" "Hey!" ""Bingo."" "Here, you're IIosing your EngIIish, boy." "Pick up your garbage and get going." "Oh, Jesus." "You okay?" "II thought guns make you a IIittIIe bit jumpy, Jenny Hayden." "You make me a IIittIIe bit jumpy." "II thought II toIId you to stay away from those bozos." "lit's okay." "II think II understand." "lit IIooks better that way." "Thank you, Jenny Hayden." "AIIII part of our friendIIy service." "You okay, honey?" "II'm aIIII right." "II wanted to teIIII you that eastbound bus is about to go." "Want me to try to hoIId it?" "No, thank you." "Never mind." "Thanks, but never mind." "Good IIuck." "II'm gonna get that bastard, Donnie Bob." "Right now." "Hey, IIook out!" "Take it easy!" "Up yours." "II'm gonna get that son of a bitch." "lit's their fauIIt, the Mustang." "Son of a bitch hit me and just took off." "Anybody get his number?" "No, but it won't be too hard to pick up." "1977 Mustang, Wisconsin pilates on it." "That Mustang them State boys wanted...." "Orange and bIIack '77, Wisconsin pilates?" "Yeah." "WeIIII, kick her in the ass, II think we got the bastard." "We've been here since 6:30 p.m. When can we IIeave?" "As soon as the FederaIIs say so, and not one damn minute before." "Everybody teIIIIs it pretty much the same way." "She had chances to get away from him, but they IIeft together with her driving." "Does that sound IIike any kind of kidnapping you ever heard of?" "Mr. Shermin!" "They spotted an orange and bIIack Mustang, Wisconsin pilates going west near Big Springs." "Great." "Scott and II met two winters ago up at IIron Mountain, ice-skating." "II had on this IIittIIe tight skating outfit." "II was showing off." "He kept staring at me." "One thing IIead to another and a few months IIater we were on our honeymoon." "Honeymoon is nice?" "Yeah, ours was beautifull." "Define "beautifuII."" "beautifull is better than terrific better than Dutch appIIe pie." "The best." "The best." "Gotta get a coupIIe of hours sIIeep." "Just a coupIIe, okay?" "Do not approach them." "Keep them under surveillance until the Feds get there." "But what if they approach us?" "In a life-threatening situation, defend yourselves." "Otherwise, wait for the Feds." "Wait for the Feds." "They get the 6:00 news, and we get the shit end of the stick." "That's the way it is." "Yeah, weIIII, it doesn't have to be that way." "II got a hunch, this might just deveIIop into a IIife-threatening situation." "Hi." "We'd llike a room for the night." "As far away from this as possibile." "Boy, am II whipped." "My mom allways said there wasn't a thing wrong with the worlld that a hot bath and a good night's sIIeep couIIdn't fix." "What am II doing?" "II must be getting punchy." "lit's just that in that IIight you IIook so much IIike Scott." "II wasn't thinking." "You said the nose is different." "What?" "You said, "Your nose is different." ""He broke his twice and there's something eIIse, something spooky about your eyes."" "That's word for word." "You remember everything you hear word for word?" "Everything II hear, everything II see." "Everything...." "Everything this body feeIIs." "The tub." "The questions are worh 30 points apiece." "Jane, tell us about it." "Your final category today is" "Believe me, General." "I know what went wrong." "The X-factor wasn't red." "I never knew it could be like this." "Nobody ever kissed me the way you do." "Nobody?" "No, nobody." "Not even one?" "Out of all the men you've been kissed by?" "Well, that'll take some figuring." "How many men you think there've been?" "I wouldn't know." "Can't you give me an estimate?" "Not without an adding machine." "You have your adding machine with you?" "I forgot to bring it." "Then I guess you won't find out, will you?" "Hey there, buddy." "Are you in there?" "lit's none of my business, but if that's your Mustang in the parking IIot there's two cops trying to jigger the IIock." "The bastards ran one on us!" "Papa CharIIie 3." "Suspects in Mustang heading south on Big Springs' bypass." "We are in pursuit." "He's got a gun." "No!" "Jenny Hayden?" "Jenny Hayden?" "Papa Charlie 3." "Suspects on I-80 proceeding norhbound." "Still in pursuit." "lit sounds impossibIIe, but II have peopIIe that say they saw him carrying her out of the burning wreckage." "Then they disappeared in the smoke." "II've had the poIIice check the entire area and there are no bodies." "Oh, thanks." "II assume that they're stiIIII aIIive and they're probabIIy headed west." "II'm going to Grand Junction, CoIIorado." "The Army is setting up some kind of a roadbIIock on II-70." "II'm going." "Hey, Mark!" "You're wanted on the horn." "Urgent." "Okay." "HeIIIIo?" "II've probabIIy been cut off." "HeIIIIo?" "HeIIIIo, II was taliking to the poIIice." "I'm not the police, Mrs. Hayden." "My name is Mark Shermin, National Security." "You wanted to tallk about kidnapping?" "Yeah, that's why II'm caIIIIing." "You see, there's been a mistake." "There hasn't been a kidnapping." "We're worried about you, Mrs. Hayden." "I'm fine." "Really, I'm fine." "II wanted to cIIear it up." "There hasn't been a kidnapping." "Where are you taIIking from?" "II don't know." "A truck stop somewhere." "Can I pick you up?" "I gotta ask you some questions." "Miss?" "HoIId on a second." "You IIooking for a feIIIIa?" "About yea taIIII, red pIIaid shirt and kind of nice IIooking?" "Have you seen him?" "He hitched a ride west with our night cook about haIIf an hour ago." "Thank you, thank you very much." "Look, II'm hanging up now." "II've gotta go." "IIf you want, caIIII me in Madison in a few days." "I'm in the phone book." "Wait, Mrs. Hayden." "Do you know who or what you were kidnapped by?" "He doesn't want to hurt anybody." "ReaIIIIy, can't you just IIeave him aIIone?" "HeIIIIo?" "Damn it!" "II need a ride west, fast." "II'IIII take you." "Come on, IIet's go." "What's your IIine?" ""Line"?" "Work." "What do you do when you're not hitching rides?" "II make maps." "Make any money?" "II make maps." "You don't get rich cooking, either, beIIieve me." "II got a girII, she's getting ready to go to coIIIIege this faIIII." "My wife had to go back nursing to hellp me pay for it." "Here, you wanna smoke?" "Yeah, my IIittIIe baby." "Says she wants to be a doctor." "II don't know." "Costs an arm and a IIeg to raise up kids these days." ""An arm and a IIeg"?" "Bread." "Geetus." "Money." "And IIots of it." "You aIIII right?" "You're not from around here, are you?" "What the John?" "Some kind of roadbIIock, II guess." ""RoadbIIock, II guess."" "Keep them in IIine." "They're sIIipping around the end." "Yes, sir." "Sergeant, you heard the man." "Right away, sir." "Get in IIine." "Line up." "Move to the right and stay in IIine." "Stay in IIine." "AIIII you pedestrians, IIine up." "Line up." "Move to the right and stay in IIine." "Oh, no." "You gotta heIIp me, okay?" "Stop him!" "After that car!" "After him!" "Thank God!" "How did you get here?" "II hitched a ride with a cook." "lit's good to see you, Jenny Hayden." "We gotta get out of here." "Come on." "II've done something wrong, Jenny Hayden?" "II wake up aIIone." "You're gone." "Not a word." "Nothing." "You were right." "To be with me is not good for your heaIIth." "You couIId have at IIeast toIId me where you were going." "Said goodbye." ""Goodbye"?" "Goodbye." "You don't know what...." "Teach me this." "WeIIII, II don't know." "lit's a custom." "lit's how you teIIII somebody that you'IIII miss them that you wish them weIIII." "That you hope...." "Her tooth coming in." "Pobrecita." "Can anyone have babies?" "Just women." "II understand the reproductive process as you know it." "As we know it?" "You have a baby?" "No." "No babies." "Why not?" "Scott and II wanted to have a baby." "lit just turned out II couIIdn't." "II'm one of those IIucky IIadies that just can't have one." "Here, a bIIanket!" "lit's dry." "You better get out of those wet cIIothes." "Better get warm." "You know what pneumonia is?" "No?" "WeIIII, you're gonna find out unIIess we get you dry in a hurry." "Here, put this on." "Hi there." "Mr. Fox has been deIIayed." "He's going to be IIate." "What's going on here?" "According to our estimates, that object was headed for somepIIace in Arizona." "IInteIIIIigence thinks the visitor is on his way to make a rendezvous." "Go on inside." "Make yourseIIf at home." "WeIIcome to pIIanet Earth." "Where are we?" "II think we are coming to WinsIIow soon." "Why didn't you wake me?" "II IIike to watch you sIIeep." "II don't know why." "lit's strange." "II think II am becoming a pIIanet Earth person." "Do you have to go back?" "IIsn't there some way you couIId stay?" "No." "II must go back." "But there is something II must teIIII you." "II gave you a baby tonight." "No." "That's impossibIIe." "II can't have a chiIId." "II've been to a doctor, a coupIIe of them." "BeIIieve what II teIIII you." "A boy baby." "He wiIIII be human, a baby of your husband, but aIIso he willll be my baby." "He wiIIII know everything II know and when he grows to manhood he willll be a teacher." "IIf you do not want this baby teIIII me now, II wiIIII stop it." "Which is your star?" "Can you see it from here?" "Why?" "II want to show him where his father came from." "There." "No." "Wait...." "There llow in the sky." "There." "II see it." "You'd better get dressed." "We are coming to WinsIIow." "II hope to God we're on the right train." "II don't know, that IIooks awfuII big for WinsIIow, Arizona." "No." "Las Vegas!" "What?" "II think we've gone about 300 miIIes past WinsIIow." "We're stiIIII going to be okay." "AIIII we gotta do is rent a car, and with a IIittIIe IIuck we'IIII be back there before noon tomorrow." "Just try not to be too conspicuous, okay?" "Come on." "$500,000, foIIks!" "Who's gonna take it home?" "Hit the giant jackpot and your troubIIes are over!" "$500,000, foIIks." "Define "giant jackpot."" "A giant jackpot is a llot of money." "Money?" "Geetus, bread, an arm and a IIeg?" "Where did you get that?" "We don't have time to fooII with the sIIot machines." "We gotta find a rent-a-car pIIace and...." "Where's my waIIIIet?" "My waIIIIet." "What is wrong?" "Where the heIIII is my waIIIIet?" "What are we gonna do now?" "IIs aIIII right." "But you don't understand." "No credit card, no money, no car." "We're never going to get there on time." "IIs aIIII right." "Now." "Damn!" "That's a handy taIIent you got there but you better spread it around." "These guys get kind of curious if you hit too many jackpots at once." "Choppers from the Air Cav wiIIII search the area on a quarter-miIIe grid." "Good, II'm gIIad you're here." "What is this about?" "You're a man of some scientific attainment." "Don't you recognise an emergency autopsy room when you see one?" "With IIeather tie-straps?" "You behave yourseIIf, Mark." "IIs this your IIatest update?" "According to NORAD his originaII course and rate of descent wouIId have taken him here south of WinsIIow." "II see." "Anything eIIse?" "The Cobra guys were asking about ammunition." "HeIIicopter attack units wiIIII carry IIive ammo at allll times." "This is to be considered a combat mission." "Right." "Listen, Mr. Fox, II'd llike to be a team pIIayer but II want to caIIII something to your attention." "IIf there's one thing II don't need, it's a IIecture on moraIIity." "AIIII right, okay, screw moraIIity." "What happened to good manners?" "We invited him here." "II have no time for this." "II'm trying to make a point." "So am II, damn it." "You make a great show of being a rebell, but the fact is this:" "You are a GS-11 pubIIic servant." "Anytime that becomes too much of a burden you can go back to CorneIIII, or wherever it was that we found you." "And IIet's see you get by on an instructor's saIIary." "Now shape up or get out." "IIs that cIIear?" "Mr. Fox, there's been a possibile sighting in Las Vegas." "They're probabIIy headed in this direction." "Let's set up a command post in WinsIIow." "You'd better get out there providing you stiIIII want to be a member of the team." "You do, don't you?" "Yes, sir." "AIIII right, then get going." "Get rid of that damn cigar." "We ought to be coming to the crater anytime now." "You're gonna make it." "You're gonna go home." "You want to, don't you?" "Yes, of course." "What's it IIike up there?" "lit is beautifull." "Not IIike this, but it is beautifull." "There is onlly one IIanguage." "One IIaw." "One peopIIe." "And there is no war, no hunger and the strong do not victimise the heIIpIIess." "We are very civiIIised, but we have IIost something, II think." "You are allll so much aIIive." "AIIII so different." "II wiIIII miss the cooks and the singing and the dancing." "And the eating." "And the other things." "Morning, foIIks." "What'IIII you have?" "Coffee." "Dutch appIIe pie?" "How about some nice cherry cobbIIer?" "That'IIII be fine." "And whipped cream." "Coming right up." "How IIong does it take to get to the crater?" "Driving?" "Not IIong." "Five, six minutes is allll." "II want you to try this cherry cobbIIer." "And if you don't IIike it, you don't have to pay for it." "lit's deIIicious." "My wife made it." "IIs very good." "Do you have somebody?" "A wife, IIike up there?" "No." "No?" "II wish...." "II wish...." "What?" "Morning, foIIks." "IIs that your CadiIIIIac outside?" "AIIII right, go ahead." "Yeah, hoIId it." "Yeah, okay." "II'd llike to tallk to these peopIIe aIIone." "II'IIII be right outside if you need me." "George Fox just caIIIIed in on the radio, said to say they're on their way over." "II'm Mark Shermin, SETII, the Search for ExtraterrestriaII...." "Mrs. Hayden, we taIIked on the phone." "This is just such a...." "Do you mind if II sit down?" "There's so many questions II'd llike to ask, II hardIIy even know where to begin." "IIs there anything II can do for you?" "You can IIet him go." "II can't." "ReaIIIIy, II can't." "II'm sorry." "IIs it...." "Are you supposed to meet someone here?" "Yes." "You don't understand, there isn't much time." "Why here?" "Why the crater?" "Have peopIIe from your worIId been here before?" "Before, yes." "We are interested in your species." "You mean you're some kind of an anthropoIIogist?" "IIs that what you're doing here?" "Just checking us out?" "You are a strange species not llike any other." "And you wouIId be surprised how many there are." "IInteIIIIigent but savage." "ShaIIII II teIIII you what II find beautifull about you?" "You are at your very best when things are worst." "Let him go, Mr. Shermin, pIIease." "IIf he stays here he'IIII die." "Can't you see he's dying now?" "Thank you." "Thank you." "Wrong ones?" "They sure as heIIII fit the description." "No." "The guy we're IIooking for is a llot oIIder." "Where are they?" "What have you done with them?" "Trooper, where are your prisoners?" "Wrong ones." "We had to IIet them go." "You what?" "Shermin, you are finished." "II wiIIII have you eviscerated for this." "WeIIII, as much as II hate to stoop to symboIIism." "II hear something." "Give me your hand." "AIIII units, this is Fox." "II want warning fire onIIy." "When ready, roger that." "II copy." "Here we go." "Mrs. Hayden, you and your companion must stop immediately." "Stop where you are or we will open fire." "I repeat, stop where you are." "We have orders to open fire." "Last warning, Mrs. Hayden." "You and your companion must stop immediately." "We have orders to open fire." "Last warning, Mrs. Hayden." "For your own safety, you must stop where you are." "What the heIIII is that?"