Go forth and multiply.
Procreation is the fundamental act of faith.
We divide even as we conquer.
And is it losses on the field of battle?
No. It is in the battle of love.
So I turn my weapons to the task of evolution.
Case in point.
I transform two men's semen into armies of conception...
by exposing them to the same ray: Aldous B.
Sadly, one dies.
The other buries him with honor.
The ray is imperfect. Some will die.
But the alternative is the death of the entire human race.
We have already evolved so much.
Our actions would be incomprehensible to a human from 1,000 years ago.
It's the evolution revolution.
Tomorrow we speed up the process.
All sectors...
all species.
Only the strong shall evolve.
Thanks for hitting me.
For a moment there I thought I was dreaming.
As usual.
Put the control down, Aeon. Just gently put it down.
And let you kill off half the planet? I don't think so, Trevor.
The ray will be fatal to only a small minority at most.
It will strengthen the strange, like you and me.
If we're all doomed, what will you live for, Aeon?
There. That's a longtime dream of mine.
Sorry I can't stay to enjoy it.
Where are you... All right, you don't have to answer that.
I know someone who's just going to love you.
Bit much. Let's go. I'm getting you out.
Found us a sack of bones, eh, doggies?
This ain't the one we came for.
What's the matter?
Running away is a sure sign of guilt, if you ask me.
Where's your mouth?
Look! It got no mouth.
Easy, sleazy.
Moving slowly, and nobody gets hurt.
No apparent bodily orifices anywhere.
Well, how the hell do they do it?
It certainly would be worth finding out.
I guess one would have to be inventive.
Exposure to Aldous B.
Very odd.
Fatboy, I must do some outside research.
- Watch the alien. - Just watch it do what, exactly?
Someone scaled your eyes, Fatboy.
I didn't know you were so impressionable.
It's my fault. They came here to see me.
Your ego is staggering.
What's this got to do with you?
These creatures have died from exposure to Aldous B.
Somehow it shot from the satellite to their ship.
Nice going, Trevor.
Making friends all over the universe.
They had to find the source of the ray. But the ray killed them first.
They lacked the resilience to survive.
We need exposure to Aldous B.
We must remain a virulent strain.
You've made your sick bed. Who else are you going to ask to die in it?
As a matter of fact, I feel quite guilty.
It looks like our survivor must have been the navigator.
Not a scientist or a general, just a foot soldier.
It's got no idea what to do here on our planet.
That escape pod out there was a hibernation chamber.
It was supposed to sleep till the cavalry arrived.
- Which turned out to be you. - "It" is all he is to you, I suppose.
"He" seems more like a "she" to me, if you really want to know.
- And I want to help her. - Help? Her?
Sure. I know what kind of help you have in mind.
Look who's talking!
I'm sure you want to know, too.
What would it be like...
with an alien.
Do you think it's anything like this?
They don't have one of those, or these.
Would you like...
Oh, sure, of course.
Cheers.
It's all right, go on.
Oh, my God. No!
I am sorry, but there are some things even I won't do.
Here, let me show you how we...
You'll be back.
I don't think so, sweetheart. You'll definitely be back.
Why am I bothering to save these people...
with their secret appetites and sorry needs?
The alien, by contrast, is remarkable.
She relies on no physical sustenance. No need for air, for food, for water.
She does not defecate or perspire. She lives in the mind.
Her feelings are real, more intense than our own.
Her language of pictures...
is at once more poetic and more precise.
She needs no one else, but she wants someone else.
This will be my evolution.
Programming for itinerary, complete.
Anticipated duration of voyage is 523 years...
two months, five days, four hours...
19 minutes and 32 seconds.
And the return trip?
Return itinerary has not been programmed.
- I could kill you right now. - Oh, come on, Trevor.
You could kill me anytime. I've always wondered why you don't.
Right now, so do I.
Look, Trevor, put that gun down.
No.
The alien's using you, Trevor. Can't you see that?
How can you stand to be controlled?
I would rather be under control, than out of control like you.
- But, of course, I am in control. - Wrong again.
It seems to me that I have the control, so I'm making the choices.
Aeon, if I wanted the control back, I'd have it by now.
And I would steal it again. I'll never be changed against my will.
Don't you see? We've all already changed.
The alien has changed us.
Our physical strength is as nothing compared to her mental power.
She has shown us what we could be.
I'm glad you stopped me from using the ray.
You were right. I was wrong.
Extraordinary words to hear from the mouth of Trevor Goodchild.
Anyway, I'm glad you're sending her home.
Sending her home?
I was wrong, but now I'm on the right track.
I'm going with her.
I'll go to her planet and learn all I can, cure what I can...
I'm ashamed of what I've done.
Ashamed? How pathetic.
You're running away, Trevor.
You're forgetting what it means to be human.
Don't do it. Don't go!
- You won't make it. - But I have made it.
- So I see. - No, you don't see.
You need to see. We all need to see.
And we will.
Come back to the pod. A rescue party is waiting.
Sweet dreams.
Trevor. Oh, no. Trevor!
Trevor, there's a bomb. Eject the tube.
No!
He'll be back.
I'll be waiting.
I feel your pain.
Okay, okay, I don't! I don't understand.
Aeon. Why am I not surprised to see you?
- What have they done to you? - I'm trying to be like them.
They've taken over. You brought them back.
No, no.
They were already here. You feel it, don't you?
- Feel what? - My thoughts.
- Where are you going? - Read my mind.
Don't do it, Aeon!
Is this what you wanted? Are you satisfied?
Now I'm the only one.
Out. Get out of my head, you...
Get out!
It's you or me now.
The control!
Do you remember the night you stole this from me?
You weren't going to let me kill off half the human race, remember?
Trevor, if this is an "I told you so" speech, don't bother.
If I'd let you do it, the aliens would never have taken over.
You don't get it, do you? You don't understand at all!
Sorry, your aliens...
Aeon, there are no aliens.
These people you think of as aliens are what we have become.
They're humans. They're us!
- It's called evolution. - You're lying!
Congratulations. You've just killed off the entire human race.
They are us. I am alien.
We are all winners...
those who will be left, once I use the ray...
We have already evolved so much...
our actions would be incomprehensible to a human from 1,000 years ago.
It's the evolution revolution.
Go forth and multiply.