"* Music" "(SIREN)" "*" "Hey Joel, get the siren fixed?" "Yeah well, Zega got the parts in last week." "You see that thing that just fell from the sky?" "No, what thing?" "I don't know." "You're the reporter." "Hop in." "We'll go explore." "No, man, I think I'm gonna" "I'm going to finish my run." "(CHUCKLES) What?" "Biggest story in the history of these here mountain top lands and you want to finish your run?" "(CHUCKLE) Unbelievable." "Well, Joel, that's why I like it here." "I like that it's boring." "Ah, come on." "I gotta make a stop over at the Whedon's." "5-12 and then you and I can go around the woods and find things that fell off the airplane." "Uh oh." "What did Elaine do this time?" "Not Elaine." "This time it was Tammy who came home drunk." "See?" "We're mixing it up." "Huh." "What'd she do, lock herself up in the car?" "I don't know." "You'll get the Pulitzer, I promise." "Ehhhh." "I've, uh, got donuts." "Oh!" "I think that's against the jogger's bible, isn't it?" "Chewy goodness." "(LAUGHING)" "You're an evil man!" "Finally someone noticed." "Okay, okay." "Let's go." "(ENGINE REVS) Ah!" "Ah!" "Look at that!" "Mmm!" "*Music" "(CAR APPROACHING)" "(POLICE RADIO)" "Elaine?" "It's Sheriff Armstrong." "(KNOCKING)" "Elaine?" "(KNOCKING) Tammy?" "(KNOCKING)" "Guys, it's Joel." "Sheriff Armstrong." "(KNOCKING)" "Joel, they're probably sleeping." "Does it matter?" "They woke me up." "Somebody's got to answer this door." "(KNOCKING)" "I'm going to look in the back." "Come on, guys." "Anybody home?" "(OMINOUS TONES)" "(FIRE BURNING/CRACKLE)" "Joel!" "(KNOCKING)" "Joel!" "Hell, you sounded like" "Tammy?" "!" "Elaine?" "!" "Lee, I need you to go back to the truck." "Get on the phone." "Get Scott Garrison up here right now!" "Tammy?" "!" "*" "How many bullets do you have in that gun?" "Definitely not enough." "Let's get back to the truck." "Go!" "Go!" "(SHOTS FIRED)" "(YELLING)" "(ANIMAL EATING)" "Joel!" "Joel!" "(JOEL SCREAMING)" "(SCREAMING)" "Aah!" "Aah!" "(HISSING/GROWLING)" "*" "*" "It's me." "It's me." "It's me." "It's me." "It's me." "(SCREAMS)" " Freaked me out so bad" " I can't find my mom." "I can't find my mom." " Calm down." "Calm down." " No!" "I can't find my mom!" "Sshh!" "Please, please be quiet." "Help me." "Tammy, shut up!" "Okay?" "Help me, please." "I can't find my mom." "Alright." "Alright." "Alright." "Alright, alright." "Alright." "We're going to find her." " Oh shit!" "(CRYING)" " Shit!" "Come on!" "*" "(CRYING)" "(CRYING)" "Marcy..." "Marcy, it's Lee." "Listen, I want you to get everybody and anyone and meet me at the office in ten minutes." "Yeah, it's a big story!" "*" "Listen, Joel is dead." "Yeah, Garrison, Scott, they're both dead." "And Elaine from Sycamore Drive, she's dead." "This isn't a fucking story to you, is it?" "!" "You're going to write a book or something about it?" "!" "Marcy, I want you to meet me there in ten minutes, alright?" "Okay." "I want you to take these keys and I want you to get off of my" "No, my mother's not dead." "You don't know that." "No, I know that." "I'm sorry." "I shouldn't have said that." "You're a fucking hack reporter." "That's all you are." "You ain't anything." "When I become as old as you I hope that I do anything, something with my life!" "Do you understand?" "I want you to go." "No." "No?" "Did you see that?" "!" "I'm not going out there!" "I need to find my mother." "Please understand that." "Alright, alright." "You stay here." "No!" "I'm going with you!" "*MUSIC" "What are you doing?" "Where are you taking me?" "We're going to find your mom, okay?" "But you have to be quiet." "Okay." "Hey, do you have a car?" "Yes." "You have keys, right?" "Yes." "I'm going to get you off the mountain." "But, but, but..." "But I want to find Scott and Garrison first." "(ANIMAL CROW)" "Is that Joey?" "[Whispers] Where's your car?" "It was right down there." "My mom took it." "I'm trying to get a hold of her but she hasn't been able to pick up." "Wait, wait, wait." "Hold on." "(BEEP)" "I haven't been able to get reception." "Oh shit." "(DIALING)" "Great, I've got reception." "Scott!" "It's Lee." "I'm from the weekly." "No, no, no, no." "It's not a story." "No, I don't want a quote." "Just shut up for a second, alright?" "Shut up!" "Where are Joel and Garrison?" "I want you to wake up Joel and" "Garrison and I want you to get up here right away, alright?" "We need help." "I'm with Tammy, Elaine's kid." "We're walking down the edge of the world highway, toward town." "Guns, guns, guns!" "Do you have guns?" "I want you to bring guns." "Bring lots of guns." "And do-Scott!" "(BEEP)" "(DIALING) What is wrong with your phone?" "God!" "My phone sucks, man!" "No reception." "Okay, are you ready?" "Let's go." "Wait, wait, wait." "(HEAVY BREATHING)" "Come on, I'm twice your age, honey." "Is that all?" "We're going to stay near the edge of the forest, okay?" "So I can stay away from the bears?" "Yeah, the bears." "Alright." "(BIRDS CHIRPING)" "*" "Stop." "Can we stop again?" "Sit down right here." "We'll wait for them." "My mom, she locked herself in the car." "I know." "Usually she does that when we get into big fights." "That was a pretty big fight." "I didn't see her car at the end of the hill." "She probably took the car and went down the hill, you know?" "You have an aunt down there." "Don't you?" "Yeah." "Maybe." "Right here!" "(WHISTLING)" "(GROWL)" "(SMASH)" "(SCREAMING)" "*" "No, it went from here to here just like that!" "(SNAP)" "How many times did Joel shoot it?" "Four, five." "So when are you going to get to Valentine's?" "Bullets aren't gonna hurt that thing." "Hey wait!" "Where the hell are you going?" "!" "This has been a lot of fun, really." "It's that a shipment of lilies come in at nine." "So..." "Hilary, you can't go outside by yourself." "I've seen it." "We've all seen it." "Please." "Don't go outside." "Honey, sometimes what you see in front of you isn't what's really going on." "Hilary, okay, this is what we know." "Something fell on Tammy's house." "Sheriff Anderson is missing." "And Garrison and Scott have been attacked." "So whether or not you believe us you can't go outside." "It's dangerous." "Okay, I can get short range calls but nothing outside our area." "The police?" "Somebody?" "The police." "Joel Armstrong was the police and Garrison, city council." "Marcy, if we get to Valentine's he has a satellite for long range radio." "And we can get in touch with the military." "Really, Lee?" "Valentine hates you." "It's going to be fine." "Yeah, well, Lee is not an issue." "Valentine has everyone." "I say we just get the hell out of here." "I already lost my dog, Stevie, to those damn bears." "I'm not going through that again." "It wasn't a bear!" "Alien." "Whatever it is." "Look." "Has anyone spoken to Garrison's wife?" "Anyone?" "This sucks, you guys." "I mean, I don't know if you guys have noticed but our population just seriously lost some numbers." "We don't know that he's dead." "That Mr. Patterson and Mr. Garrison are... you don't know who's dead!" "Yeah but you said- That we should go back." "I know my friend Joel is dead." "And I'm pretty certain what happened You don't know that!" "I do!" "* MUSIC" "I saw Garrison's car knocked off the road around here." "It shouldn't be too far then." "Guys, don't split up." "Where are they?" "Mr. Kessler?" "Lee?" "Call everyone!" "There he is!" "Don't move him!" " Garrison!" "Don't move him!" "Okay, don't move him." "Garrison!" "Garrison!" "Hey, Garrison!" "Garrison, are you alright?" "He's alright." "Hey, hey, buddy, you were thrown out of a car." "Do you remember?" "Hey, did you see a chupacabra?" "Is it true?" "Does he smell like dead fish?" "Caviar?" "Where's Scott?" "Where's Scott?" "Where's Scott?" "Hey it's me Figgus, man." "Where's Scott?" "[INDISTINGUISHABLE DIALOGUE]" "Yep." "Something like that." "Something like a rock." "Does he need medical attention?" "No, he's okay." "He's alright." "Let's try and get him up." " Alright." " I got you." "Come on." "It hurts!" "Everything hurts!" "(GROANING)" "I think we need to re-access this whole scenario." "Wait." "Well what are you say?" "Well, Garrison's alive and that means that Scott's probably alive and Elaine and Joel." "Marcy, I know what I saw." "I'm just saying I'm glad they're alive." "Okay?" "That we're not being invaded by alien creatures from outer-space." "This - this isn't bad." "I know about Sharper Press and Random House." "I also know about the New Yorker and Esquire." "Marcy, Jesus." "I spoke with the publishers there, okay?" "It's not that you're a bad writer." "It's just that, well, you need to get out and experience more." "What are you saying?" "That I made this whole thing up?" "!" "What I'm saying is, you called me." "You called me." "I was sleeping." "You woke me up to tell me about creatures falling from the sky, that's gobbling up our town." "Lee, you need to hear this." "What you need to do is get out of this town." "Go out into the world and see things that other people haven't seen." "Marcy, Jesus." "(SNARL)" "(GROWL)" "Marcy!" "(YELLING) (GROWLING)" "Get him up!" "Get him up!" "(GROWLING)" "*MUSIC" "Fuck!" "*" "Hilary!" "Shh!" "Shh!" "Shh!" "Calm down!" "Want to go up in the tree?" "Oh yeah, Einstein, go up in the tree." "That makes a lot of sense." "They came from the tree." "Well, what the fuck do you want to do then?" "!" "(GROWLING)" "*MUSIC" "(CRUNCHING LEAVES)" "(HEAVILY BREATHING)" "*" "They're all dead." "Hey guys!" "Oh God!" "Oh Jesus!" "Whoa!" "(CRASH)" "Come on, man." " Are you okay?" " Yeah." "Come on." "Come on." "Come on, Garrison." "Get up." "Let's go this way." "(GROWLING)" "(SHOOTING LASERS)" "(HISSING)" "(CLICKING)" "(GROWL)" "Thank you." "Any luck in contacting my wife?" "Nothing." "No reception." "I got to get to a phone." "Are you okay?" "You know when Marcy took over the paper for my father a year ago?" "I thought she did a really good job." "I know it's just the acorn but still she, um..." "I think..." "I think she did a great job." "Yeah?" "Yeah." "*MUSIC" "Hey, I have a bunch of ATVs at my house." "I have like three of them." "We can go get them and get the hell out of here." "I have a Honda." "What if they're attracted to movement?" "Who cares, Lee?" "Because if we go off on your four wheelers it could draw attention to ourselves." "It could be smell that they're attracted to." "It could be perfume." "It could be sweat." "It could be fear." "We don't know!" "You're right." "We're screwed." "So lets take my bikes." "But what if one is good and the other one's bad?" "What, you think that thing was trying to save us?" "Yeah." "Why not?" "It's a possibility." "I still think we should get to Valentine's." "And what good is that going to do us?" "We already tried everything that we have" "Guys, guys, my wife is out there by herself." "Come on, guys." "Help me." "Okay, look." "What about the other one?" "Maybe it can't withstand our bullets." "Valentine is the best hunter on this mountain." "He knows all the trails." "He's going to know ten different ways to get out of here." "Plus, he's got all of that cool stuff." "What if we do stay in this office, huh?" "We go out there, we're dead!" "We stay in here at least we have a chance." "Now what we need to do is fortify the compound." "Now does anybody have access to a storm cellar?" "We can go to my basement but it's" "Figgus, we all know what your basement's used for and that's not going to help us right now." "I have anxiety." " Yeah, so do I." "Shut up!" "You?" "I live in the studio apartment." "Javier?" "Dude, I live in a van, bro." "Right." "What kind of waterway runs down to the lake?" "Uh... pipes." "Oh no." "I'm not going out there." "Not with those guys." "Uh uh." "Now what we need to do is get to a working phone so I can talk to my damn wife!" "Hey!" "Hey, you guys!" "I've got a way to get to Valentine's." "(RATTLING)" "(DRIPPING)" "Is this the waterline to the lake?" "Watch your step." "How do we know where we're going, man?" "I know." "It's just water." "(SHUSHING)" "Get back." " Can you tell her to shut up?" " Be quiet, Tammy." "Guys, come on." "No!" "(WHINING)" "(DRIPPING CONTINUES)" "Figgus, wait up!" "Jesus." "How many tunnels are there?" "Guys, make a left." "Why go left?" "Valentine's house is about a quarter of a mile." "Tunnels?" "Here?" "Tunnels." "More tunnels." "Yeah." "There are lots of good hiding places." "Guys, let's focus on finding Valentine." "I'm just saying, there's a lot of tunnels." "Which way are we going?" "Just go straight." "(GROWLING)" "(SCREAMING)" "Move!" "Javier!" "(SNARLING)" "(YELLING)" "(SNARLING) (SCREAMING)" "(SCREAMING)" "It killed Javier." "Javier's dead!" "Oh my god!" "There's a bunch of these things!" "It might not only be one." "It could be" "Like cockroaches or what?" "Guys, guys, guys, drop it." "Alright?" "Not now." "What Hillary?" "!" "Javier's dead." "I understand that but we don't know what we have here." "It could be a lot of things." "Damn straight it could be a lot of things." "Let's focus on getting down off this mountain, alright?" "She's right!" "I mean, they could be all over the place, Lee." "We don't know!" "Hey." "We're here, okay?" "So keep it down." "*" "What is that?" "Hey Valentine!" "You home?" "Great." "Just great." "That doesn't mean anything." "They killed him too." "We don't know that." "No, he's probably dead." "See?" "Not helping, Figgus." "(GRUNTS)" "Fine, don't do..." "I'm blind alright!" "Come on!" "It's Cussler." "I have Tammy Witon," "I have Hilary, I've got Garrison from fire, Figgus..." "Chris!" "Cut the bullshit out!" "Javier Garcia's dead." "Mr. Peterson, dead." "Tony Armstrong, dead." "Marcy, dead!" "Come on." "Just cut the theatrics." "We need your help." "(SHOOTING GUN)" "What is your problem, man?" "!" "Sorry." "Need to put my glasses on." "Okay Chris, look." "We're coming in." "You want to shoot at us knock yourself out but we're coming in." "Hilary!" "Fine." "Hi guys." "Hilary, welcome home." "Nothing homey about this place, Chris." "So what's the issue?" "Hey." "Hey Tammy, Hilary." "Garrison." "What are you doing up?" "It's not noon." "Man, you were so shit-faced last night." "You gonna give that son of a bitch, Randy, a call?" "Whoa." "Daddy, what's going on?" "Are you hurt?" "Honey, her mom is missing." "What?" "Is that why you guys are all here?" "Talk." "Now." "Alright, what" "Not you." "Her." "Oh." "Chris, there's something out there." "It's an animal or a creature..." "Oh, it's an alien, dude." "We don't know what it is." "It came from outer-space." "It crawls on the ceiling." "It looks like a spider on steroids." "It's an alien." "Well there were those two giant fireballs that fell from the sky this morning." "Yeah." "That was them." "You want to know how to kill it." "Mr. Garrison, what happened to you?" "Long story, I, uh..." "It attached his car and it got Mr. Peterson too." "Mr. Peterson's dead?" "Attacked his car?" "Look, Mr. Peterson didn't die in a car wreck, okay?" "He survived with me." "Okay, he went to go get some help and, on the way he was apparently attacked by something else." "Didn't attack you." "No." "It's important to understand it's patterns so we can see what attracts it to its prey." "I think it'd be noise." "Or movement." "Was I asking you?" "What the hell did you write in that article?" "Hey, that's between me and Bob Woodward." "He was commissioned last year by the city council to eradicate a bear problem." "So it was an article about how the big bear hunter didn't catch his big bear trophy." "I just-Talk to me about this alien." "Aliens." "Aliens." "There's more than one." "(RADAR)" "(DETECTION)" "(GROWLING)" "(EATING)" "(RADAR)" "(DETECTION)" "So past you right by and went for Javier." "Maybe it just likes Mexican food." "You ever think about that?" "Huh?" "Don't you think it's time we got these kids down off this mountain, huh?" "I think it's time we get the hell out of here." "Maybe there's more of them down there." "Look, what we need is a plan of attack." "We could try to kill it ourselves." "Daddy!" "Chris, with what?" "We shot that thing to next tuesday and it still came after us." "There's the other thing too." "Jesus Christ." "You don't want to leave." "You don't want to stay." "You don't want to fight." "So what do we do?" "Sit here and wait till it picks us off one by one?" "Hey thanks for stopping by." "No, no, no." "We shot at it." "We scared it." "Most of the time we've spent running from it." "It's bigger than us." "We need to call the military." "Military?" "Yeah, you got a problem with that?" "Hell yeah!" "Oh no, Daddy doesn't like the military too much." "We're not sending them cookies, Sweetheart." "We're just" "Hey!" "Hey!" "Hey!" "This is a big story for you." "Maybe this is your trophy, Woodward?" "No, I'm afraid I won't be here to write that story." "Well maybe you won't!" "Are you guys done?" "Yeah." "Anything?" "Nothing but static, Sweetheart." "A couple of RTD signals." "Subject to leak." "It detects there's an electronic soup hole over this whole area." "But, I mean, if we have no reception then we're screwed, right?" "Eh." "Young Tamara, you're at Valentine's house now." "So we go old school." "What's that?" "Morse code." "(TAPPING)" "This may take a couple minutes." "(TAPPING)" "(BANGING)" "I think they're here." "Ah calm down, baby-boo, that's nothing but squirrels." "Are they like running around or hiding or something?" "Guys, take a break for a minute, will ya?" "I need some quiet please." "Daddy." "Even you." "I don't want to go." "Guys, go upstairs for a while." "I need it quiet." "(BANGING)" "(GROWL)" "What the hell was that?" "Figgus, finish the message." "Get Two Fingers and his gang." "We need reinforcements." "You guys stay here." "Don't leave for nothing." "Got it?" "*" "Uh oh." "We gotta get back inside." "Go on." "Go on." "Figgus?" "Yeah?" "I could definitely use a trip to your basement right about now, buddy." "We ain't going nowhere." "(CLICKING)" "(TAPPING)" "Sorry, I didn't think you could hear me from outside." "No, I uh..." "Did you get anything?" "Um, I can hear something." "I just can't read it as quickly as my dad." "(RADAR)" "(GROWLING)" "What the hell was that?" "(BEEPING)" "(GROWLING)" "(BANGING)" "Back in the house!" "Go!" "(SHOOTING)" "(SHOOTING)" "Get them downstairs!" "What's going on?" "!" "Where's my dad?" "!" "Come on!" "Let's go!" "Let's go!" "Go!" "(BANG)" "You can't leave him out there!" "He's my father!" "Listen, I've known your father for 20 years." "He's a tough son of a bitch." "He's never going to die." "Plus he's with that nice creature." "Okay?" "(BAGING)" "Jesus Christ, let's go!" " Oh my god!" " Let's go!" "Go!" "Go!" "(CRYING)" "(FIRE CRACKLING)" "(RADAR BUZZING)" "*" "(SHOOTING)" "*MUSIC" "(CRUNCH)" "(GROWLING)" "*" "Are you okay?" "My leg's cramping up like crazy." "It turns." "Right or left?" "I don't know." "What do you mean you don't know?" "I don't know!" "Great." "Found it." "Found what?" "Garrison, give me a hand." "(CLINKING METAL)" "Well, that's awesome." "Now this one, uh, doesn't, uh" "(SCREAMING)" "Shit!" "Valentine, God dammit." "Is that you, Daddy?" "I ain't dead yet, Sugar Pie." "Oh... oh..." "I'm okay." "I'm alright." "I love you." "I love you too." "I love you three." "I love you four." "Okay, we get the picture." "So where are we going, man?" "That goes to the main line which goes to the power station." "Should be clear from there." "You okay?" "Just asking." "(INDISTINCT DIALOGUE)" "Why is it so smokey in here?" "Tammy, we're in a sewer." "Is that a wall of dirt?" "Go back." "Oh shit." "Can't stay here." "Yeah, well I vote disneyland." "Back the way we came behind door number two." "What's this?" "Oh!" "What is it?" "!" "(HYSTERICAL) It's my mom?" "Isn't it?" "(YELLING)" "Come on!" "(CRYING)" "We're going to turn around and we're going to go back down the other direction." "Okay?" "(CRYING) I know." "Come on now." "* (BIRDS CHIRPING)" "(RADAR)" "(DRIPPING WATER)" "You two go to the south pipe exit and find Tammy." "If anything happens, take care of her." "Keep her with you." "Alright?" "You're not coming back are you?" "Not really a point, now is there?" "Lee?" "Let's go." "No." "I'm going to meet you at South Fork." "What are you doing?" "This is suicide." "I've known you for 10 years, Lee." "You don't jump into action." "You report the action." "This is not you." "This is not your life." "This is their life." "Do you hear me?" "Hilary, it's not your problem." "I've been where you're at." "And let me just tell you, it's not easy, okay?" "So just" "I" " Just- (SIGH)" "(KISS)" "Just come back alive, okay?" "Pervert." "Don't look at those. (SMACK)" "(LAUGH)" "*MUSIC" "No turning back now, Woodward." "You down for this?" "I'm actually more comfortable with a pen and paper." "I've seen you with a pen and paper." "See how you do with a gun." "This ain't the one man army though." "You stay, you fight." "I'll do the best I can." "Let's go." "*MUSIC" "I should have gone." "You shouldn't have." "You have a wife that loves you." "At least, that's better than Lee." "He's got nobody besides his fucking suicides." "No offense." "Oh!" "(LAUGHING)" "Valentine." "Two Fingers, this is Lee." "Hey, I'm so sorry." "Never hesitate." "So we've got Marty, Styles, Sexton, and Tiki." "Where's Booboo?" "Fucking guy had to pick his kid up from school today." "Ah." "Yeah, the wife's visiting her sister or something in Memphis." "Brutal." "So anyway, we're in a 2 by 4." "Sexton's on flank." "Tiki's on the wrap around." "Marty, Styles, and I are zoning." "So what are we hunting?" "Aliens." "Really." "You know Valentine, it's guys like you that give us militia a bad name." "Hey Valentine, uh, who's your girlfriend here?" "Lee." "Marty and Styles." "Want a beer?" "No, I'm good man." "Just focus." "So that was Elaine's car down in the pipes." "We must be near her house." "Yeah, it makes sense." "That was where one of those alien ships landed." "That's right." "Ships?" "What did we miss?" "(BEEP)" "(DIALING)" "(HISS)" "(GROWL)" "(LOST SIGNAL BEEP)" "Come on!" "Hey guys?" "Hello?" "Hey guys!" "Hello?" "!" "Hello?" "!" "Guys?" "Hey guys?" "(SNARL) (GROWL)" "(GROWL AT A DISTANCE)" "Did you hear that?" "It could just be a gas leak." "Yeah." "Could be." "(RADAR)" "Is that the sheriff's car?" "Seems to be." "Did he fix the siren?" "He just fixed it last week." "Looks like you owe me ten bucks, Marty." "Gladly." "Guys, it's in the backyard." "What is?" "*MUSIC" "So we really are looking for aliens." "Gentlemen, what do you say we take this war to them?" "How much further is it, Frecks?" "About a mile." "Wait!" "Wait, guys!" "Where's Mr. Garrison?" "Just keep going." "Go!" "(GROWLING AT A DISTANCE)" "(BEEPING)" "(DIALING)" "Shelia, I love you, baby." "(SNIFFLING)" "Don't leave the house." "(GROWLING)" "I love you!" "(HISSING)" "(RATTLING)" "(GROWL) (SCREAMING)" "(GROWL)" "([FRAINT SCREAM)" "Go this way." "What do you got?" "That your C4?" "It's better than primaries." "What sort of booster do you got to detonate?" "Got my hand on some Tetrol." "Well that's old school." "How'd you get that?" "Ask BooBoo here." "His uncle's got a rap sheet as long as my arm, man, that's what his uncle's got." "Let's get out of here." "(SCREAMING)" "(INDISTINGUISHABLE DIALOGUE)" "Guys." "Lock hands." "Don't let go." "Keep moving." "What's up with these walls, Frecks?" "What about them?" "Are we in another bunker or an opium den or what?" "What are you talking about?" "I don't know where we are." "Guys, we're on their ship and that totally sucks." "Fantastic." "Whoa." "Where do you think you're going?" "I'm getting the hell out of here." "You can't go out there." "Mr. Garrison totally got munched." "They're still out there." "No, we stay here." "Nobody knows where we are." "We have to use this location." "Exactly." "Nobody knows that we're here." "Figgus, look." "I don't need your hysterics right now, okay?" "So just cowboy up." "I hate cowboys." "Zip!" "Fine." "Thank you." "*MUSIC" "(HISSING)" "(GUNFIRE)" "Holy!" "*" "Tiki man!" "Did you see that thing?" "(HISSING)" "The alien ship is there." "Back to the ship?" "Marty, load me up." "(DETECTION)" "(LASER)" "Marty!" "Marty!" "Marty!" "Marty!" "Hey!" "2 Fingers come help me!" "No." "Come help me!" "Let's go!" "Now!" "Oh!" "Oh shit!" "(DETECTION)" "Whoa, look at all of this stuff." "Don't touch." "Why?" "It could be trapped." "It could have a compound agent on it." "It could release the second you touch it." "Figgus." " Figgus." "Figgus let go!" "Figgus!" "Drop it!" "Let go!" " Ahh!" "I can't!" "I can't!" "Figgus!" "Nothing's wrong." "Everything's fine." "You're such a dick." "Why would you think something like that would be funny at a time like this?" "What's wrong with you?" "What is it?" "It's like his gun or something." "He used it to shoot that other thing." "Maybe it's nuclear or something." "You know, you should not touch that." "Okay?" "Give it to me." "Fine." "Besides, it's backwards sweet cheeks." "Sorry." "(DOOR SEAL OPENING)" "(MUFFED SCREAM) Shh!" "Is it dead?" "Is that the one?" "Could be." "Or it could be one that didn't survive the impact when it landed." "So there's more than one of these things?" "Well we know one thing for sure." "Yeah." "We know these things can die." "That's a plus in my book." "That's fucked up though." "He's a hunter." "Space alien hunter." "So we're like prey to him, like animals or something." "No one wants that." "It's a game to him." "He's on a hunt." "How do you know?" "I grew up with this." "I know this." "He's not going to quit until the creature's dead." "And us?" "We're in the way." "Unless we're just another trophy." "It's like "The Most Dangerous Game" intergalactic style." "Since when are you so literary?" "Since when are you some rough and tumble biker chick?" "You do see I'm holding a gun." "What are you doing?" "!" "This thing's skin is made out of some kind of armor." "I'm going to try to pull it off and make some kind of..." "A shield..." "Good." "Plates, anything." "Stop." "Stop it!" "(GROANING)" "Jump in for God's sake and try to help out." "Come on!" "(GROANING)" "(BONES CRACKING)" "Jesus!" "*" "Fuck me." "What the hell was that thing?" "Beats the hell out of me." "*MUSIC" "(GROWL)" "Styles, 2 Fingers, letter formation!" "Go!" "(GROWLING)" "(HISSING)" "Can we even kill that thing?" "I don't know." "I can't even see anything." "What do you mean you don't see it?" "I don't have a lock down." "I don't see shit." "It's right there." "Shit!" "(SCREAMING)" "Fuck!" "Fuck!" "Fuck!" "(GROANING) 2 Fingers!" "(GUNFIRE)" "(GUNFIRE)" "(GRUNTS/GROANS)" "(SCREAMING)" "(GUNFIRE)" "(HISSING)" "({SCREAMING)" "Ahh!" "Get off him you..." "(GUNFIRE)" "(HISSING)" "Valentine!" "Valentine!" "(GROWLING)" "(EATING)" "(ROAR)" "(HISSING) (YELLING)" "(GROWLING)" "Come on." "Let's go." "(GURGLE) (GASP)" "Freckles, what's wrong?" "What's up?" "Nothing." "The alien-thingy was in my backyard." "And?" "And the alien-thingy came through here." "So maybe we can... maybe..." "Find an exit?" "Yeah, an exit." "(DOOR OPENING)" "Go!" "Oh crap!" "We need to find Hilary and the rest." "Come on man, you can't fight them by yourself!" "Hell, you can't fight them with me!" "We need to call in the military!" "We don't need no military!" "We need bigger weapons!" "We need a bigger force!" "I thought the idea was to get off this mountain!" "Splitting up is a really bad, bad idea!" "I'll do it!" "Freckles is down there." "Freckles is down there with" "Hilary and everyone else!" "Freckles, huh?" "Fine." "I'll tell her about her dad, you happy?" "(DOOR OPENING) That's where he came in." "We need to get to that exit." "*" "Hey!" "Freckles." "2 Fingers!" "Hey guys." "Tammy, Figgus." "Hey, man." "Good to see you." "Well looks like we got most of the welcoming committee here, don't we?" "Yeah." "Freckles, can I talk to you for a second?" "Where are they going?" "They need a minute." "Who else came besides 2 Fingers?" "Um..." "Styles and a guy named Tiki." "Oh, he's a good guy." "They both with Valentine?" "Where is Valentine?" "No." "No." "No!" "No!" "(CRYING)" "Oh shit." " Where's Garrison?" " I don't know." "(CRYING)" "What are you doing out of the tunnel?" "What's that?" "Oh, well we found it in the ship." "Oh give that to me." "What?" "Figgus." "Guys, I'm going to go check on Freckles to make sure she's okay." "Uh, Lee, listen... earlier, you know, when I-You know, when I got a-You know, what I did" "Okay, let me explain." "Um, sometimes, um, when I get nervous, I-um..." "I'm impulsive." "(CHUCKLES)" "So, you didn't mean it?" "No." "I mean, yes." "I mean..." "Let's go see how Freckles is doing, okay?" "Alright, guys we've got to get to South Fork." "Come on." "Freckles?" "No, I'll stay back guys." "No." "No we're not splitting up again." "Okay?" "Now come on, honey, it will be fine." "Freckles." "We're sitting ducks here." "He's a hunter." "He's not going to quit until the game's over." "What are you saying?" "I'm saying give him his prey and he'll leave us alone." "We don't know that." "Yes, we do!" "He's not going to quit until the game's over." "What are you suggesting?" "We lure the creature and we trap it." "You're joking, right?" "Nobody's joking, Figgus." "Okay, we know what's going to lure it." "That's us." "Now how are we going to trap it?" "That thing climbs like a son of a bitch." "Well, let's trap it some place it can't climb." "Where?" "A quarry, uh, what about a big, open field?" "There's an open field over that ridge." "We could set up points on the border line." "It's a bit of a bench region but there's no vegetation." "Even if we get it over there how do we know the hunter's going to show up?" "We don't." "But then again maybe we trap it velociraptor style." "Meaning what?" "Again, we lure it." "We trap it." "And we blast it." "We make it the choke point." "That's a stupid idea, man." "We get down the hill and we find help." "Alright?" "Freckles." "Shit." "*MUSIC" "What is it?" "Well, some kind of weapon or something." "I don't know." "We found it on the ship." "Can I see it?" "It's heavy." "I know." "Some kind of a polymer or composite material?" "I've never seen anything like that before." "Why are we stopping?" "Checking wind direction." "(RADAR DETECTION)" "This just keeps getting better and better." "Oh!" "Oh my god!" "Get down!" "Shoot it!" "(YELLING)" "Shoot it!" "(YELLING)" "(BLOOD GUSHING)" "Figgus!" "(GUNFIRE)" "(LASER)" "(HEAVY BREATHING)" "(RADAR DETECTION)" "(GROWLING)" "(ROAR)" "(HISSING)" "Oh shit!" "(HISSING)" "Oh god!" "(GROWLING)" "(ROAR)" "Freckles!" "Look out, Freckles!" "(LASER) (SCREAMS)" "(GROWLING)" "(HISSING)" "(ROARING)" "Come on!" "That's right!" "Come back!" "Come back after me!" "(ROARING)" "(GROWLING)" "Aah!" "(LASER)" "Yeah!" "Whoo!" "Yeah!" "(YELLING)" "Hilary!" "No!" "You okay?" "I think so." "How'd you get one of those?" "(LAUGHING)" "I think I'm going to hang it up in my flower shop." "(LAUGHING)" "Where are you going?" "I don't know." "Why don't you come with us?" "Us?" "Are you going to write about this?" "I don't know." "I haven't thought about it." "You should." "Well, I could use a writing partner." "Yeah." "Okay?" "Yeah!" "(LAUGHING)" " Let's go." "Okay!" "Why not?" "Okay." "I'll bring some extra lizards." "(LAUGHING)" "RADIO:" "Hey Danny, did you bag it?" "It's an eight legger with a three foot cranium." "RADIO:" "That beats your old record." "Well, my kid needs some new armor." "RADIO:" "What took you so long?" "Your wife thought you were dead." "Let's just say I ran into some local trouble." "RADIO:" "That's what you get when you go off the grid." "Really?" "This place is definitely terra-formed." "RADIO:" "Anything worth hunting?" "Nah, nothing here." "RADIO:" "You ready to come home?" "Yeah, I'm exhausted." "*" "*" "*" "*" "*" "*" "*" "*" "*" "*" "*" "*" "*" "*" "*" "*" "*" "*" "*"