It came in with the body. Dive right in.
I'm sure he won't mind.
You have really pretty eyes.
Thank you.
Feel that?
Where the pyloric junction would be? Push it aside.
Notice anything strange? Stomach, liver, lungs...
Nope, all fine.
They're all missing.
Of course.
That's obviously the first thing I noticed.
What I was pointing out is the fact that there are no...
...pieces...
...of them left.
You know, so they're intact...
...wherever they are whole. That we can be sure of.
Have we met before?
I'm having a feeling of deja vu.
- Yeah, me too. - Really?
Wanna know what I think? Don't tell him.
He's under enough stress. I don't think it's a real body.
I think it's some kind of transport unit for something else.
The question is, what?
Is this freaking you out?
No, girl.
You know what I like to do sometimes when it's late?
Dr. White.
Excuse me.
What do you think?
Interesting. She got a "Queen of the Undead" thing going...
Of the body.
Great body.
The dead body.
You have to look at that thing.
You recognize him?
He looks like the big guy I saw at headquarters, only deader.
What killed him?
A bug?
You're up, slugger.
Look at this.
What the hell is that?
Must...
To prevent...
...contest.
What are you saying?
To prevent...
...struggle?
To prevent...
War?
War.
The Galaxy...
...is on...
...Orion's...
...be...
What is word?
The bed?
Belt? Orion's belt?
"To prevent war, the Galaxy is on Orion's belt."
What the hell does that mean?
Doctor...
...whatever, come here.
Dr. Whatever? You guys aren't really from the Department of Health.
Rosenberg. Damn!
The Arquillians won't like this. He was one of the royal family.
This is an alien...
...and you're from a government agency keeping it under wraps.
He said, "To prevent war, the Galaxy is on Orion's belt."
How else do you explain New York?
I was in this cab, and this guy was...
"Galaxy on Orion's belt" makes no sense.
That's what the little dude inside the big dude's head said, right?
Damn, man! You did the flashy thing already.
Whoever you are, you'll have to show me I.D.
Of course, young lady. Look at this for me, please.
- Would you stop that? - What?
That thing will give her brain cancer.
Never hurt her before. Close the doors.
Special Services will be here.
How many times have you flashy-thinged that woman?
Couple.
- Don't you worry about long-term damage? - A little.
- Have you flashy-thinged me? - No.
I ain't playing with you! Have you?
I think I should be in charge of the flashy thing.
Not while I'm around.
You'll fricassee someone's brain.
We got two dead aliens and a medical examiner needs a new memory.
Make it a happy memory.
Where is it?!
Hey, Zed.
Doesn't anybody ever get any sleep around here?
The twins keep us on Centurian time. It's a 37-hour day.
Give it a few months. You'll get used to it.
Or have a psychotic episode.
Here's Orion.
It's a grouping of the brightest stars in the northern sky.
- Here's Orion's belt. - The little guy said:
"To prevent war, the Galaxy is on Orion's belt."
There are no galaxies on Orion's belt.
The belt is just these three stars. Galaxies are huge.
They're made up of billions of stars. You heard wrong.
Look, whatever, I know what I heard.
Pretty lady.
That grumpy guy's story's starting to come into focus a little bit here.
So you were the guy in that picture with the flowers?
And, I take it, she never got those flowers.
So, what, she ever get married or anything?
They say it's better to have loved and lost...
...than never to have loved at all.
Try it.
Look at this.
They're all leaving.
We've had 12 jumps in the last hour. Redgick was just the first.
What do they know that we don't?
Why does a rat desert a ship?
Give me Lem Sat 4, please, with a proton induction thermoscan.
Thank you. Okay. Lem Sat 18.
All right, 4000.
An Arquillian battle cruiser.
And we've got a dead Arquillian prince.
Speak of the devil.
They sound pissed.
Translate that. Step on it.
Go to Rosenberg's jewellery store, and see what you can turn up.
Give the kid a weapon.
- Series 4 De-atomizer. - That's what I'm talking about.
Noisy Cricket.
Kay, no, no, come on, man.
You get a Series 4 De-atomizer...
...I get a little midget Cricket?
Feel like I'm gonna break it.
Hey, this is my truck!
Make sure you tell them that down at the impound.
Please.
Who breaks into a jewellery store and leaves the jewels?
Somebody not looking for jewellery.
This guy had a serious crush on his cat.
Get down!
Man!
That's him. That's the bug!
In the Edgar suit!
We do not discharge our weapons in view of the public!
We ain't got time for this bullshit!
There's a alien battle cruiser about to...
There's always an alien battle cruiser or a death ray...
...or an intergalactic plague about to wipe out life on Earth.
The only way people get on with their happy lives...
...is they do not know about it!
And don't worry about the bug.
He's not leaving town. We got his ship.
We need a containment crew...
...on MacDougal Street.
Containment may be a moot point. The exodus continues.
The party's over, and the last one to leave gets stuck with the check.
You sorry little ingrates!
What about the Arquillians?
We've translated part of the message: "Deliver the Galaxy."
- They don't want much, do they? - Oh, it gets better.
They hold us responsible.
Where do you keep your dead?
I don't have any dead.
Where?
I don't know.
The city morgue?
That's three for a dollar, sir!
It was some light that refracted off of Venus...
...into some swamp gas...
...and that's what made the...
All right, kid!
Excuse me. What's up?
The Arquillians want the Galaxy, whatever that means.
We need help, a professional...
...with years of experience in intergalactic politics.
I hope the little twerp hasn't skipped town.
If you'll gather over here...
That's right, move in closer. That's good. Thanks.
If you look right here, I'd appreciate it. Thank you.
The worst disguise ever. He's definitely an alien.
You don't like it, you can kiss my furry butt.
Busy, Frank?
Can't talk now. My flight's leaving in...
Get your paws off!
Call the pound!
The dog owes my friend money.
Arquillians and bugs, what do you know?
- Nothing. - Not a thing?
Stop, stop, stop it! Okay, okay!
Rosenberg wasn't a two-bit Arquillian.
He was the guardian of the Galaxy. He thought he'd be safe on Earth.
The bug had other plans.
The Galaxy is the best source for subatomic energy in the universe.
If the bugs get it, kiss the Arquillians goodbye.
Ask about the belt.
Rosenberg mentioned Orion's belt. What did he mean?
- Beats me. - Beats you?
Not around.
It's a ventriloquist act.
The Galaxy is here!
Here?
A galaxy's millions of stars and planets.
When will you learn that size doesn't matter?
If something's important, it doesn't mean it's not small.
How small?
The size of a marble or a jewel.
Excuse me. I gotta be walked before my flight.
Get out of here.
If the Galaxy's here, it's not on Orion's belt.
When you want attention...
Orion.
That's a pretty name.
What's this?
Yes, good, thank you.
Thank you for making sure the bell works.
What's up, Farmer John?
A man came in here earlier.
A dead man.
And that means what to me?
It was a very dear friend of mine.
I believe he had an animal with him.
It was a gift I gave him. A pet cat.
It means worlds to me.
I'd like to have it back.
I'll need picture I.D., proof of ownership of the cat...
...notarized proof of kinship with the deceased.
Don't do that.
Do what?
Don't do it.
Oh, man.
Look, Kay, let me handle this one.
All we gotta do is get a cat. It's not that hard.
But if you go in there, you'll start flashing your brain ray in her face.
She'll wind up with leukemia.
The doctor don't need you flashing away her med-school classes. Five minutes.
Two minutes.
Where's the animal?
I said I don't know.
Well, let's see if we can find it.
Hello!
- How you doing? - Hello.
I'm Sergeant Friday from the 26th Precinct.
A cat came in with a corpse the other day.
- "Orion" on the nametag? - Right.
Well, this cat is a witness...
...in a murder case. I'll need to take him.
I don't know where the cat is.
You don't?
No, but maybe you could take me with you instead.
Damn, you do start fast, don't you?
I'd really like to go with you...
...now.
And exactly why is that?
I need to show you something.
Slow down.
- Girl, don't hit the gas like that! - You don't understand.
You really need to see this.
I will. One thing. I gotta drive. It's not some macho trip.
That's just the way I get down.
Look, stud, you're really not getting this.
There's something I need you to help me with.
Freeze it!
You are thick!
How could I know?
Did I have to sing it?
You were like a drunk prom date.
Typical. Anytime a woman shows even a hint of sexual independence...
Shut up!
Let her go!
Listen, monkey-boy...
...I'm on the top rung of the evolutionary ladder.
So can it.
Show me your face, and I'll cure your ills.
Ever pull wings off a fly? Care to see the fly get even?
What about your ship?
If that's what you call that trash we got locked up.
- Put your weapons down! - Won't happen.
It's okay.
How is it okay?
I'm saying it's gonna be okay.
Don't bet on it, meat sack.
Let me go!
Go on!
Take me here.
No way.
Take me!
He's in a cab!
Don't move! Don't move! Don't move!
Hey, man, what?
He's not leaving the planet in a cab. Let's go.
Put up a bionet all the way around Manhattan.
If it's not human, it doesn't leave.
What do we hear from upstairs?
"Deliver the Galaxy."
The bug's got the Galaxy, but we got his ship.
Warning... Plutonic fusion detection.
- Why are they shooting at us? - Battle rules.
We get an ultimatum, a warning shot, then a galactic week to respond.
A galactic week? How the hell long is that?
One hour.
One hour?
Then what?
That's bullshit!
To keep the bugs from getting it, Arquillians will destroy that galaxy.
And whatever planet it's on.
You're talking about us.
Sucks, huh?
I'll get the location of every interstellar vehicle.
I already did. Frank took the last ship.
- Sneden's Landing and Throg's Neck. - Gone.
- What about Atlantic City? - Gone.
- Bayonne? - Gone.
- There's Three Mile Island. - Gone.
- Staten Island? - Gone, thank God.
We're running out of time. If that bug gets off Earth, we're bug food.
Hey, old guys!
Do those still work?
- You're coming with me. - What?
It's a long trip. I'll need a snack.
The tunnel?
- You know a better way to Queens? - It'll be packed!
Remember the red button?
Push the red button.
Put on a seat belt.
You're much too tense. You're young. Relax.
Take some joy in your work.
Do you like music?
That's better.
...in Norfolk, Virginia California on my mind
I straddled that Greyhound Androde him into Raleigh
And on across Caroline
Somebody help me Get out of Louisiana
There are people there Who care a little 'bout me
- And won't let the poorboy down - All right, now!
You do know Elvis is dead?
No, Elvis is not dead. He just went home.
You don't wanna eat me.
I'm an important person on my planet. Like a queen!
A goddess, even. There are those who worship me.
I'm not trying to impress you.
I'm just saying it could start a war!
Good, war. That means more food for my family.
All 78 million of them. That's a lot of mouths to feed.
You're a wonderful dad, but I'm staying here!
Now, that's what I'm talking about.
Roaches check in.
They don't check out.
Warning... Eight minutes to the destruction ofEarth.
Eight minutes...
...to destruction.
We'll use pulsar level five with an implosion factor.
What?!
Just shoot the damn thing on the count of three. One...
...two, three!
You idiots!
You don't get it!
I've won.
It's over.
You're milk-suckers!
You don't matter.
In a few seconds, you won't even be matter.
You're under arrest for violating the Tycho Treaty.
So hand over whatever galaxy you might be carrying...
...and put your hands on your head.
I'll put my hands...
...on my head.
Like this?
That did not go the way I planned.
Don't let him on the second ship.
- What are you talking about? - Keep him on this planet.
Where are you going?
I'm gonna get my gun back.
Hey, bug!
You know how many of your kind I've swatted with a paper?
You're just a smear on the sports page...
...you slimy, gut-sucking, intestinal parasite!
Eat me!
What's up?
You just gonna eat and run? What about dessert?
That's it?
Where you going? This party's just getting started.
Where you going?
Let me tell you.
There's only one way off this planet, and that's through me.
Where you going?
Why you running, huh?
I'm still standing.
Come on, bring it. Bring it!
I'm sorry. Was that your auntie?
That means that's your uncle.
You all look alike.
Well, well.
Big, bad bug got a bit of a soft spot, huh?
I can't understand why you gotta...
...come down here bringing all this ruckus...
...snatching up galaxies and everything.
My attitude is, don't start nothing, won't be nothing.
Ease up out of my face before something bad happens to you.
Too late.
Tell the Arquillians we have the Galaxy.
You got it, friend.
Going to get your gun back, huh?
I like this gun.
While you was in there playing around, I was doing all the work.
I had to bean him in the head with this big rock.
I was gonna hit him with a 2-by-4.
He kicked me. It hurt.
But then I got to the fire. I was like that with it.
Not bad for your second day of work, is it?
This definitely rates a 9.0 on my weird-shit-o-metre.
Should've been here for the Zeronion migration in 1968.
I guess you weren't even alive in '68.
Interesting job you guys have.
I know we got these rules...
...but she did help us bust that bug.
Maybe we didn't have to flashy-thing her.
Come on. Who will she tell? She hang out with dead people.
It's not for her.
It's for me.
What?
Aren't they beautiful?
Stars.
I never look at them anymore, but they actually are...
...beautiful.
Kay, you're frightening your partner.
I've been training a replacement, not a partner.
Wait a minute, Kay.
I cannot do this job by myself.
Guys, my apartment isn't anywhere near here.
It's not even on the same island.
Days...
...months...
...years.
Always face it forward.
I was in an interstellar cockroach's gullet.
That's one of 100 memories I don't want.
See you around.
No...
...you won't.
The high consulate from Solaxium 9...
...wants seats for the Bulls game.
Call Dennis Rodman. He's from that planet.
Rodman? You're kidding.
Nope.
Not much of a disguise.