Oh, my God.
I'm sorry.
Do you want to see the ruins, my friend?
Mr. Zaminsky, we caught you speeding on the wrong side of the road.
Then you said you were in the cantina last night...
with Senorita what's-her-name?
Green. Ilana Green.
I suppose you were drinking.
We had a couple of beers. That has nothing to do--
This week is El Dia de los Muertos, the Day of the Dead.
So what?
As an American, you're not familiar with these costumes...
with all these things we see all around.
Wrong. What I saw was no costume...
was no paper mache skeleton.
It was nothing like that.
The captain of security for the power station has called...
to report an accident.
That a man, intoxicated...
killed someone with his car last night.
An American man.
No, that is not what happened.
- That is to say you were involved. - They are lying!
It's up to me to decide who's lying.
That's why I make the questions, and you give me answers.
Now, again, were you involved in this?
I hit something...
with the car.
Now, who it was or what it was, I'm not sure.
But if they're saying I killed someone, I want to see it.
Bring the body. I demand to see it!
There's no need to demand that, Mr. Zaminsky.
That's exactly what they're doing.
Don't go anywhere.
Our word for an attorney is abogado.
I suggest you--
Mercury peaks around 99 degrees today.
Yes, that will be a record for this day in October.
But nowhere is it hotter right now than in the hallways of NASA...
where officials are still trying to explain...
what happened yesterday to that atmospheric satellite...
that blew up just 32 seconds after launch.
Press conference now underway at J.P.L. in Pasadena.
Anybody gonna lose their job over this?
I'm really not the right p--
You don't look too good.
Actually, I look like a can of smashed assholes.
Here's a tip.
If you ever get the chance to travel with a Mexican rodeo...
pass.
Look, Zane, about before, I'm sorry.
D.O.D. was putting pressure on me to keep a lid on things.
Then you start asking questions in front of all those people.
No, no. Forget it. No hard feelings.
I just wanted to drop by and pay you a visit...
check up on my old buddy Gordy...
maybe see what's really what...
who's really who.
I tell you, Zane, you're really not making very much sense.
We should walk over to the infirmary.
It didn't make a lot of sense to me either...
the first time I saw your face on another guy.
Genetic dice? No, I don't think so.
I think somebody just screwed up.
As good as you are, you do make mistakes, don't you?
They should have broke the mold, Gordy.
- What do you want? - What do I want?
I wanna blow a hole in your head and donate your organs to science.
But there are a few things I need to know first.
Fuckin' N.R.A.
It's just so easy to get one.
Let's have a chat.
Yeah. Okay.
Media Center. Looks like somebody stole some camera gear.
- You want it? - A real crime.
Somebody's on the way.
So who was targeted? Anyone in SETI?
Well, not anyone.
Who then?
Look in the mirror. Prime intellect.
Nonconformist reasoning. Capacity for lateral thinking.
- Isn't that what you see? - And then what?
A control is assigned? Somebody like you?
Could I actually see this gun of yours, Zane?
Oh, sure. But if I pull it out, it'll be the last thing you ever see.
Well, I think it's possible to say...
that you've been watched for quite a while now.
So which programs besides SETI? NASA?
Ask yourself why an antenna won't deploy on a deep-space probe.
Or ask how they could launch a $6 billion telescope...
without testing its mirror.
- What you're actually saying-- - I'm saying nothing.
I'm just listening to you ask questions.
Then I'll ask about Planecorp.
Planecorp.
Sorry, I don't know what that is.
You know, it's that factory down in Mexico.
It's outside my knowledge.
One of 20 being built in third-world countries.
- Outside. - Where no laws protect the air.
- Outside my knowledge. - You build where it's hot.
You like it hot, Gordy, don't you?
Zane, if you force me to answer you...
what you will be hearing is your own death sentence.
Now, as much as you think you know, you don't know the half of it.
Right now, you're just one little guy with a big conspiracy theory...
and no proof, and the world is full of them.
So, Zane, you take great care...
in what else you choose to learn.
They're terraform factories?
- Yes. - You're pumping out greenhouse gas.
- Now you're dead. - You're changing the air...
the temperature, the whole ecosystem.
We're just finishing what you started.
What would've taken you 100 years we'll do in 10.
Just speeding along your own demise.
Like you sped Calvin along, and Ilana Green, right?
If you can't tend to your own planet...
none of you deserve to live here.
Bang. You're dead.
Don't tell me that's who I think it is.
We have a problem here?
No. No problem.
I'm gonna handle this myself.
Geez!
Zane, what are you doing out here?
You scared the living--
Who's been here? Anyone?
- Anybody been watching my house? - Nobody I seen.
I can't believe they wouldn't be.
I'm gonna say something that's gonna sound completely insane.
I'm telling you because I think you might actually believe me.
I'm also telling you because I can't be the only one who knows...
in case they find me...
- before I finish this. - Tell me.
I followed the signal to Mexico because we thought somebody was--
Yeah, yeah.
They weren't "us," Kiki.
So what was they?
Do they got these little flashlight fingers that--
Maybe they got these big metal teeth that come out and sort of--
What does they look like then?
Like you. Like me. Like anyone.
- What they doing here? - I'll show you.
I'll show everyone, as soon as I fire up the array.
Shit! You've been evicted.
I gotta get out to Oro Valley, out to the big dish.
Hold this. Don't drop it.
What game does it play?
Where's the start button?
- You going to let me in? - Who's Char?
I can't stay. If they're not here now, they will be soon.
Who? The police?
What about the police?
They came to my work, some detective.
He said something about manslaughter charges in Mexico.
You're a fugitive? Ooh, that's phat.
The whole thing was fabricated. They set me up.
I don't understand. Why would the police want to--
Not the police. It was them.
Them. Who's them?
- Forget it. - Probably the aliens.
Who is this child? And I hope he means illegal aliens.
I'll take your car. Give me that.
No, you won't.
Not until I know what is going on here.
Look, it sounds nuts, but I know what I saw.
I know why they're here. I know about the poppy field in the Arctic.
Their whole master plan about the air and the--
Give me the keys.
I can't let you go, Zane. Not alone, not like this.
You don't have to come. I wouldn't believe it unless I'd seen it myself.
But, Char, I must leave now.
If you think I'm letting you out of my sight, you are nuts.
Can I come?
Get off me! This isn't a field trip.
I left my grandma a note. I want to help.
Drive!
Pull over at the on-ramp. I'll drive.
I've got shotgun.
Zane, I think that you've got to deal with this somehow.
If it means both of us going to the police and explain--
I can't get stuck in some jail. Not now.
Please, pull over.
We're here. Now, what do you hope to accomplish?
Keys. Keys.
Where's Char?
What are you doing?
Getting my stuff out of the car. That all right?
I just-- The strangest thoughts.
Kiki, if it says "power," you push it.
These monitors, this stuff here. Light it up-- everything.
Find OMNI Star 5. I'll need two sets of coordinates.
Right ascension and declination.
I don't see how listening to some star--
It's not a star, and this time we're talking, not listening.
So this is some kind of satellite in orbit?
It's a co-op weather satellite...
one that about 50 TV stations pull a continuous feed off of.
A hundred thousand watts ought to get their attention.
- They'll understand what this means? - We're gonna find out...
right now.
Shit.
What's happening?
What is wrong with this thing?
Gardening. I didn't see any gardens around here.
What are they doing here, Char?
Like I should know.
You made a call...
from the car.
When you start talking about aliens and master plans...
and this woman being killed in Mexico--
Did I mention that it was a woman?
The police told me, okay?
Ah. And that's who you called, right, Char?
- You called the police. - Yes, it is.
You were scaring me with your talk. You're scaring me now.
As soon as I left SETI, you left.
As soon as I got back from Mexico, there you were, waiting for me.
Because I thought you might need me, Zane.
Like I needed all that career advice?
The gentle persuasion...
the little nudges about how I was wasting my life!
Cold. Too cold.
I'm sorry.
I am just so sorry.
I didn't believe about--
You've got to trust me when I say that I only called the police...
- and only because I wanted-- - Then what are they doing here?
Who told them to find me here?
I don't know.
I honestly do not know.
Watch this screen.
When you see my face, hit the red key right there next to you.
- The transmit key. - You ain't leaving me here?
Don't worry. They'll be chasing us.
We're going to give this one more shot.
Go.
No, it's this way. Go.
Give me the chain.
You can move the dish from here. Go. I can do this.
For once in your paranoid life, please just trust me.
Now, Kiki.
Now, Kiki! Hit it now!
Kiki, the red transmit key. Hit it now!
Kiki, for shit's sake, hit it now!
Now! Now!
Hit it now!
Like I said.
You didn't know the half of it.
Zane, what happened?
Why did they leave?
They didn't.
How do you know?
Because we aren't dead yet.
Help me.
Move!
Zane, can we get out of here now?
Not that way.
I'll be right behind you.
Not... so... fast.
Oh, please. Oh, please.
Please.
Why did it have to be like this?
Why couldn't you just come and ask for our help?
Then you tell them--
You go back and tell them...
that I know, that she knows...
that others will know!
It's not going to be easy.
Not anymore.
Summer is just refusing to go away.
Record highs again in the Big Apple...
while New England states report a delay of the fall foliage season.
It's been warmer than normal up and down the Eastern seaboard.
They're terraform factories?
- Yes. - You're pumping out greenhouse gas.
- Now you're dead. - You're changing the air...
the temperature, the whole ecosystem.
We're just finishing what you started.
What would've taken you 100 years we'll do in 10.
Just speeding along your own demise.
Like you sped Calvin along, and Ilana Green, right?
If you can't tend to your own planet...
none of you deserve to live here.