Bluebird.
You just wait till next game. Bluebird.
Bluebird! Bluebird!
Bluebird!
Howie! Bluebird! Bluebird!
Bluebird!
Howie. Bluebird. Bluebird. Bluebird.
Okay. Okay. Bluebird!
Where's the bluebird?
Look, bluebird! Bluebird! Bluebird!
Oh, my God.
Bluebird! Bluebird! Howie! Howie, get back here!
Bluebird! Bluebird! Bluebird!
Do bluebirds bite, Sal?
Nah, they don't bite, stinkhead.
Hey, Bess, it’s a bluebird.
- Shit! - Disturbance on two.
- It's the bluebird! - Bluebird! Bluebird!
Bluebird! Bluebird!
It's mass hysteria.
Betty! Betty, what the hell is going on here?
- Come here! Come here! - Dr. Powell, come and see!
You see it? Do you see it?
Lookit! Lookit! Lookit!
What’s going on here, Dr. Powell? What on Earth is out there?
-Just a bluejay. - A bluejay?
A bluejay.
Off the chair. Everybody, get off the chairs.
Mrs. Archer... come out of her room.
Bluebird?
It’s a bluebird?
Come on over here.
I know who you are.
You're the bluebird.
Good night, Bess.
And how are we today? Oh, just fine.
That's good, Maria. My man.
Psst.
Excuse me. Mm-hmm.
About that light travel thing.
I was wondering if maybe You could show me how to do that.
I put up with the stinkin this place for ten years.
I wanna get out, if you know what I mean.
I used to be the doorman at The Plaza.
F-Fifteen years.
That's when I started to notice it.
Notice what? The smell.
They all stank.
I-I tried to tell 'em, but, uh,
they put me here.
And, um, and-and--
And this-this place smells worse than all.
Except foryou. Y-You don't smell,
so I figured maybe You could help me.
You should smell the york blossoms on my planet...
in a gentle breeze.
Pretty much like your sugarplums.
I would-- I would like to smell that.
I would like to go there, to-to your, um,
planet.
I'm afraid I can only take one person back with me when I go.
Uh, I had my weekly session with Sal today.
He says you're taking him to K-PAX.
In fact, I've heard from most of the patients on ward two,
they all tell me that they're going to K-PAX.
I wonder if that’s a wise thing to be promising patients in a psychiatric facility.
No, no, no, Mark. I made it clear to each and every one of them,
I can only take one person back with me when I return.
Return? Mark, don't get me wrong.
I mean, you've been very hospitable.
Hospital. Hospitable.
But my time here is almost up, and I can't wait to get back. Back?
To K-PAX? Yes, of course. Where else?
You're planning to return to K-PAX.
You're repeating yourself again, Mark. Yes, I have one trip to take up north,
and then I am planning on returning to K-PAX.
Joyce gave me these strawberries this morning from her garden in Hoboken.
They're delicious. You'll have to forgive me, but, um,
but this is a bit confusing.
- When are you planning on-- - I'm departing on July 27.
Why? Why, uh, why July 27?
Safety reasons.
You see, I can go anywhere on Earth without fear of bumping into someone...
traveling at super light speed, but beings are coming and going all the time from K-PAX.
It has to be coordinated.
You're telling me...
You're beaming back to K-PAX on July 27.
At 5:51 a.m., Eastern time.
Hey, hey, hey, honey.
Mark, You were just dreaming.
Daddy? Mark.
Mark, what’s going on? Daddy's okay.
Go back to bed, honey. Where is Daddy going?
Daddy's all right. He has a tummy ache. He's all right.
Daddy! Get in bed!
And when did you arrive on Earth?
Four years and nine months ago. What's going on?
Shh! Listen.
And when did you arrive on Earth?
Four years and nine months ago.
Your years.
Four years, nine months and three days ago.
That'll be five years to the date on July 27. That's when he's leaving.
What? To go back to K-PAX.
Mark, what is the matter with you?
Rachel-- Mark, it is 2:00 in the morning.
What is-- What is this patient doing to you?
He's telling me that five years ago on July 27...
something terrible happened to him.
Some horrible trauma. I gotta get to him before that date.
- Mom, what's happening? - Unbelievable.
Nothing. Come on. Come on. Let's all go back to bed.
Ah, I've got it!
Come on. Let's eat.
- Is the spaceman here yet? - Shh. Don't call him that.
Spaceman. Spaceman. No, no. No, no.
Whoo! Everybody, come here.
Listen, everybody, look. He's going to be here any minute.
I want you guys to just calm down. Be yourselves. Act natural.
Okay. Spaceman.
Why, is he going to zap us with his laser gun?
I mean it. I do. Here.
Oh, Mom.
I can't believe I agreed to this.
I tried everything else. Rachel, look.
I want him to spend Fourth of July with us...
to see if a normal family environment might bring something out of him.
Since when did we become a normal family?
Please. Look. They're here.
I just feel uncomfortable. Well, don't.
Joyce's son, he's on the high school wrestling team,
and Betty's husband's an ex-cop.
Hey! Hi.
Hey, Joyce. Hey, buddy.
Glad you could make it.
Wow. This is my husband, Dominic.
He looks like Data. That's right, embarrass him.
Welcome, Prot.
This is my wife Rachel.
How do you do? Rachel.
Thank you so much for inviting me today.
Thanks for coming.
- Watch out. Watch out. - No.
Shasta, no. Shasta, no. Shasta!
Come here, good dog. I know. I know.
Damn dog's never liked anyone. Shh.
Oh. Okay. Kids.
Girls. Girls. Come here.
Okay.
She says she doesn't like it when you hide her favorite tennis shoe.
And she doesn't hear so well in her left side, so--
so don't sneak up on her anymore.
No way.
Let's get some lunch, okay? Let's have lunch.
Let's go eat.
It's good, Rachel.
Okay, you guys, come on.
Careful, careful, Gabby.
All right. Come on. Somebody else want some?
There we go.
So, Prot, Mark tells me You don't eat meat.
That's very healthy. Speak for yourself.
Burger. Burger.
You got it?
Yes, I want burgers, thank you. It's good.
Everything looks so good. Pass me one of those hamburgers.
Come on.
Give me a push.
There's a photograph on the piano of a young man with all the others.
That's Michael.
That's Mark's son from his first marriage.
How many marriages has he had?
Just the two... so far.
"So far”? No, I mean,
he's not out to set a world record or anything.
But the young man in the photograph, he's not here today.
No, um, he doesn't live with us.
You know, he's away at college and--
and the truth is, he and Mark don't talk to each other.
I don't know why I'm telling you this.
Probably because I'm a locked-up lunatic, so what harm could it do.
Maybe.
Maybe that's it.
Dr. Powell's been trying to teach me the importance...
You beings place on Your biological connections. Hmm.
You think he means it?
You don't?
Do you know what a family is?
You worry.
They don't tell you that, you know.
You don't have a family.
No.
We don't have families on K-PAX.
Well, you don't know what you're missing.
I'll get you some more lemonade.
All right. Incoming.
That's beautiful. Thank you.
Fourth ofJuly.
Thank you for inviting me here today, Mark.
You're most welcome, Prot.
Come push me on the swing!
I'll show you a trick.
This is called...
Go to the Table and Have a Beer.
Okay.
But first you have to hold on very tight.
Okay. Ready?
This is fun!
Come on, let's go! Come on! Come on!
Watch out. Watch out.
Let's go in the water!
No, don't. Come on!
No, don't go. Don't go. Let's go!
Hey! Let go! Don't go in the water! Don't! No, don't!
Mom! No! No, you stay! No!
Natalie? Natalie!
Mark! Mark!
Prot!
Hey, this guy's as strong as an ox! Betty, quick!
Turn off the goddamn water!
Stay there, Josh. I'll turn it off! I got it.
It's okay.
Prot?
It's okay. It's okay. No, no, no, it's okay, Betty. Where are his glasses?
I got it. Are you all right?
Prot?
You're okay.
Is that apple pie I smell?
Sweetheart, You all right? Yeah.
He was pushing my daughter on a swing, like he had done a hundred times before.
Not like he was some alien from K-PAX.
I saw him. He was connecting with something.
Some kind of normal life. That's not enough.
He's a violent patient, Mark.
He's not violent.
Something violent happened to him. Something in his past.
When he was going after Natalie, he wasn't trying to harm her, he was trying to protect her.
From the sprinklers? I'm not sure from what.
I need more than a hunch to go on, otherwise I have to send him upstairs.
We need to regress him-- take him back into the past,
find out what happened and have him confront it.
Regress him? Do you have any idea how risky it is to regress a patient like this one?
It's his only chance.
Claudia, we have to push him. There's no time.
He told me that he's going back to K-PAX on July 27.
That's in three weeks.
I think that he could become violent on that day. Hurt himself, somebody else.
You know what the problem is, Mark.
You're too close to this patient.
Everybody else can see it but you.
I am transferring him to the fourth floor, and that's final.
I know I'm too close to him. All right, fine. I admit it.
Why choose this one to save, Mark?
I don't know. Maybe-- Maybe because I feel...
he chose me.
Has anyone seen Prot?
He went up north for a few days.
"North''? Greenland.
Iceland.
You know.
He had a few countries left to visit before he could finish his report.
Don't worry, Dr. Powell. He'll be back.
How do you know, Ernie?
Because he took his glasses with him, darling.
When he returns to K-PAX, he won't need them.
Patients do not escape from this institution. They don't escape.
There has been no evidence of escape,
but obviously, I've notified the police, social services.
I'm gonna have a great time explaining this to the state board.
I got psychotics on the fourth floor packing up their sneakers...
because they all think they're going off to K-PAX.
Claudia-- Find him.
Well, what about city shelters?
Have you-- Have you checked?
No.
No, I'm not telling you how to do your job.
Uh-- Thank-- Thank you.
Dr. Powell, I presume.
Where the hell have you been?
Newfoundland, Greenland, Iceland, uh, Labrador--
All right, cut the crap. We've been looking for you for three days.
I believe I mentioned my taking a trip up north, Mark, in this very garden.
"Taking a trip”? You're a patient here.
You don't leave here without a discharge. And don't give me this beam-of-light shit,
because I don't buy it.
What would you say if I were to tell you...
that I don't believe You took any trip at all...
to Iceland or Greenland or anywhere?
That I don't believe You're from K-PAX?
I believe you're as human as I am.
I would say you're in need of a Thorazine drip, Doctor.
Well, there-- there is one way...
You could convince me beyond any doubt.
Of course, I would need your consent.
It's called hypnosis.
I just don't see the point. Let me tell you what your alternative is.
A trip to a place where they'll stick a needle in your ass every morning,
which may or may not leave you with a stupid grin on your face...
for the rest of your days here on Earth.
Is that what you'd like?
Prot?
I want to help you.
What we're going to be doing, Prot, is a bit like daydreaming.
I'm gonna count from one to five.
On the count of three, Your eyes will close,
and you will find yourself in a very nice, deep,
comfortable, relaxed state of hypnosis.
One. Your eyes are starting to get very heavy now.
Two. I want you to use your imagination...
and imagine small lead weights on your eyelids...
that are just making them so... heavy.
Pulse rate is 40 B.P.M. Three.
Keep your eyes closed. I'd be concerned if he were human.
Let yourself go way, way down deep.
Four. Let a wave of relaxation move through your body now...
as you go down even deeper.
And five,
going way, way down deep.
You are in a relaxed state of hypnosis now.
How do you feel?
Like...
nothing.
I want you to go back in time.
I want you to recall the first experience that you can remember.
What do you see?
What was that?
What do you see?
Uh--
I see...
casket.
Silver...
with a blue lining.
Whose casket is it?
It's the father of a friend of mine.
What's your friend's name?
I'm not telling.
Do you know how Your friend's father died?
He had an accident at the place that he worked at.
He was killed in an accident?
He-- He was hurt and then died later?
Where did he work? The place where they kill cows.
Where is this place?
The pulse rate just shot up ten B.P.M.s.
Do you know-- Do you know where this place is?
I-I want you to relax.
I want to move forward in time now.
Where are you?
It's nighttime.
We're in his house.
At the other boy's house? Yeah.
I want him to come outside.
Why?
To look at the stars.
That's where I come from, You know.
Is your name Prot?
Wow.
How did you know that?
Where are you from, Prot?
I'm from the planet K-PAX.
It's in the constellation Lyra.
Do you know all the constellations?
Yeah. Most of 'em.
And does your friend know them too? Yes, he does.
When his dad got sick and had to stay home, they got a telescope,
and his dad taught him about all the constellations.
But he's not interested in those right now.
Why not?
Something happened.
That's why he called me.
He calls me when something bad happens.
Like when his father died?
That's right.
How do you know to come? How does the boy call you?
I don't know. I just come. I just-- I just know.
How do you get to Earth?
I wanna go outside. Can I go outside?
Uh, read-- read his body language, Mark.
I-I don't think he wants to talk anymore today.
All right. Prot?
I want you to just relax now.
Think about the stars.
That's right. I' m gonna count backwards now from five to one,
and you'll find yourself wide-awake and refreshed.
Five. You're starting to come out of it now.
Four. You're feeling more alert.
Three. Even more alert.
Two. You're becoming awake now.
And one.
So when do we begin?
It's already over.
Oh, the old "fastest gun in the West'' routine, huh?
Let's find the locations of all the slaughter houses operating in the United States.
I mean, how many can there be?
I don't know.
We eliminate, uh, the ones in or near big cities...
and we concentrate on small towns, rural areas,
You know, places where You can see the stars.
Joyce, we only have six days.
Shall I bring the crystal or leave it here?
I suppose I won't really need it on K-PAX.
I don't even know what they drink.
Dream on, sister. He can only take one of us with him.
Why the hell would he take a stinker like you? He's taking me.
How dare you! I do not stink.
Nah, forget it, ho. I'm the one goin'.
Yeah? Which one of you?
Okay. Who would like to begin?
Ernie. Uh, I-I was-- I was wondering if it was possible...
for us to have Cream of Wheat instead of oatmeal.
Not again. Howie.
I have a suggestion, because there's really, really not much time.
I would like to propose an essay contest...
to decide once and for all who will go with Prot.
I've spoken with him, and he's agreed to read them all by July 27.
So if anyone would like to be considered,
please state your reasons in a clear, legible hand...
and return them to me.
Russell.
Yes?
Would I get to take my bible to K-PAX?
Of course you would.
We can finish the essays later.
Now, I want you to go back in time again,
but not so far back as last time.
Is your friend there?
Is he with you now?
Yeah.
What's his name? I'm not tellin'.
Prot, I would like to know Your friend's name.
Well, I ain't gonna tell ya.
Well, we have to call him something.
How about Pete?
Well, that's not his name, but whatever thrills you.
What year is it? It's 1 985.
How old are you? One hundred and seventy-five.
How old is Pete? Seventeen.
Tell me about Pete.
What happened?
Is there a problem?
Is that why he called you?
He's got a girlfriend.
And the problem is with the girlfriend? She's pregnant.
He can see it all coming right down the road. You get married,
have a bunch of kids, wind up in the same job that killed your dad.
He blames her for this? Oh, no, no, no.
He doesn't blame her. No, he just--
He-- How did he put it?
He hates the chains that people shackle themselves with.
I mean, we don't have all that crap on K-PAX.
All right, Prot. I want you to listen to me carefully.
I want to move forward in time again.
Oh, say, two weeks.
You--
If you would like to open your eyes or move around, you may.
Would you like to? I know that.
Prot?
Prot, when-- It's, uh,
1991,
according to Your Earth calendar.
And your friend Pete called you?
Not for anything in particular.
He just... sometimes wants to talk things over...
with someone every now and then.
Tell me about Pete now.
He's a knocker. A "knocker''?
A knocker is the guy that knocks the cow inside of the head...
so it won't struggle while they slit its throat.
I know. It's barbaric, isn't it?
Does he still live in the same town?
Oh, just outside of town.
He's got a little place, but he's fixed it up nice.
It's got some... trees and a couple of acres...
and a river.
It reminds me of K-PAX, except for the river.
Tell me, did he ever marry that pregnant girl?
Wow, what a memory.
Yeah, they got married, but she's no longer pregnant. Why, that was six years ago.
I've forgotten her name.
S--
I didn't tell you her name.
Can you tell me now?
Sara.
Did they have a son or a daughter?
Rebecca.
It's her birthday next week.
Chak, what's happened? Howie tried to kill Ernie.
What? He's fine.
Ernie? I feel wonderful, Dr. Powell.
For heaven's sake. What happened? Absolutely wonderful.
My good friend Howie, he just about strangled me to death.
What?
Son of a bitch, I love him.
Ernie, I don't understand.
You should've seen it.
I was asleep. You know, the way I like-- my hands tied and everything.
He wrapped something around my neck-- a handkerchief or something--
and then tightened it.
There wasn't a damn thing I could do about it.
Well, when I stopped breathing,
he lifted me onto the gurney, rushed me up here,
and they brought me back as quick as they could.
And when I woke up,
You know what I realized, Dr. Powell?
Dying.
Dying's something You have no control over.
Why waste your life being afraid of it?
I'll sleep on my stomach from now on.
I'll eat fish with bones in it.
I'll swallow the biggest pill you can find. Bring it on.
I feel good.
That's terrific, Ernie.
See you at our session tomorrow? Yes.
I cured him, didn't I?
Prot says one more task and I'll be cured too.
And then it's... bon voyage.