[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]
[CRICKETS CHIRPING]
[FATHER SIGHS]
[EXCLAIMING IN ANNOYANCE]
[UTENSILS CLATTERING]
Honey, it's family hour,
there must be something on.
DAUGHTER: Oh, wow, Candied Critters!
[FATHER EXCLAIMS]
Oh, great. It's Monsters, our favorite show!
[MONSTROUS LAUGH] [SHUSHING]
It's starting.
[MONSTROUS LAUGH]
[FATHER CHUCKLES]
[GLOOMY CHRISTMAS MUSIC PLAYING]
The basement in the library's not so bad.
It's the only one place in town.
Oh, yeah, it's toasty. Except for that thing living upstairs.
No... No more solace this time.
I thought the old squirty was gonna go up and say hello to it.
[WARBLING]
Glim-Glim's talking again.
He's up in the waiting room.
Ah... [SNIFFS]
Got one weird kid there, man.
Where'd you get such a cute name for that monster anyway?
That thing is the reason that her mother's...
Carl!
[SIGHS]
[WIND BLOWING]
Why don't you go over to the window, sweetheart, and...
see if Venus is risen yet.
But it's cloudy.
Looked like it was clearing.
Go ahead. Go see.
Daddy, it's starting to snow.
Great, honey.
Hey, look.
She doesn't know about her mother yet.
Besides, I told you not to mention anything.
I don't know what you told me, Mr. High School Teacher.
And let me tell you something.
Her mother's dead. As dead as my father.
And that's just something she's gonna have to get used to.
Pretty tough, aren't ya?
That's right. I'm tough. I was raised that way.
My father...
My...
[SNIFFS]
What's the use?
[SHAKY BREATHING]
That thing's gonna pay.
That damn thing is gonna pay!
Maybe it was an accident.
Came down more like a crash than a controlled landing.
Accident, my butt.
How much more proof do you need?
It came down. It sealed off the town like it was
some kind of ant farm. It infected us with a plague and...
and it sat there and watched us die.
And everyone...
everyone I knew in my entire life died,
in one weekend.
And I couldn't do anything.
I wish I could figure out what it was saying!
[SCOFFS] Like we got a chance, huh?
A couple more notches up
[SCOFFS] and only... only dogs could hear its voice.
GLIM-GLIM VOICEOVER: Continuing ship's log for Scout 4-2-6-cube-3.
Fourth local cycle since landfall.
I'm learning much about these primitive aliens.
I've hooked up power source to local library.
Pursuing research into their writings and examining their dead.
I thought all in this locale wiped out.
But I've recently sighted one or two survivors.
They're in hiding and will not be easy to reach.
They are frightened.
[LAUGHING]
Library,
of all places.
Never even visited it. Now...
Now, I'm living here
and that monster's upstairs everyday to boot.
[LAUGHS]
At least we've got heat and light
and we've been able to sneak out for food.
Yeah.
Warm
and well-fed like...
like lab rats.
Once it finds us,
it's gonna wanna see why its plague didn't work on us!
[LAUGHS]
Or maybe...
Maybe it just wants to eat us.
AMY: Daddy.
Come see the snow.
It's beautiful, darling.
GLIM-GLIM VOICEOVER: It is only a matter of time.
But time is short.
Their armies might find the means to pierce the force field
before I am finished.
Fortunately, the survivors cannot escape this village.
I threw the force field up in time to contain all the inhabitants.
So I must keep searching.
CARL: Why us?
How come we didn't get sick?
AMY'S DAD: I don't know.
Something in our systems must have been able to resist the plague.
But can we be the only ones left?
You've seen the town.
You know.
Oh, yes.
Bodies everywhere.
The next time we make a food run,
I wanna get some fire power
'cause I got scores to settle.
I don't think that's such a good idea. Shut up!
I don't want any more of these, "It might be an accident" speeches
because I don't buy that.
Then try this.
If the alien dies while that force field is up,
it's just possible we could be sealed in this town forever,
with 7,000 corpses.
[EXHALES]
[SIGHS] No.
Okay.
So we've gotta sit tight.
Maybe help will come.
Things could be worse.
Power's out in the rest of town, but not here.
We'd be frozen stiff by now if we hadn't found this place.
Now, if only there was something I could do
to figure out what it was saying.
[SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING]
[GLIM-GLIM WARBLING]
[GLIM-GLIM CONTINUES WARBLING]
Glim-Glim. [GLIM-GLIM STOPS WARBLING]
It's gone.
This could be dangerous.
Daddy. Do you think Glim-Glim came from the Pleiades?
Uh...
We'll try to figure that out later. Okay, honey?
You sure it's gone?
I'm sure.
Look, we gotta find out what it's doing up there.
It goes in and out, day after day.
It's up to something.
And I wanna know what.
Okay, Amy.
We're going out for more food.
But first, we're gonna sneak a look upstairs in the library.
You know what you're supposed to do now, don't you?
Sure.
As soon as I see Glim-Glim coming,
I run up over to the vent and call-up to you.
Great.
You gotta keep a real careful watch, honey.
You don't wanna get caught upstairs by that monster.
We don't wanna be its next meal.
Oh, don't worry.
Glim-Glim won't hurt you.
[SCOFFS] I give up.
Just be a good lookout, sweetheart.
I will, Daddy.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]
[DOOR CREAKS]
God.
This place looks like a cyclone hit it.
It's reading.
It stinks.
Philosophy.
Physiology.
Public speaking.
Anthropology.
Mythology. It's reading everything in the library!
They want to know all about us, I bet.
Looking for better ways to kill us.
What is that stink?
Not so sure I want to know.
Listen, maybe we should get going before it comes back.
No, no, not so fast.
It's learning an awful lot about us.
About time we learn a thing or two about it.
It's like my daddy said,
"A good hunter always knows its prey."
Come on, let's go.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]
[BANG]
Look, Carl.
What?
Look.
[SHAKY BREATHING]
I know him.
That's Harry Baker.
It gets worse.
[GASPS]
CARL: Looks like my garage after
me and my dad dressed a couple of boxes.
[GLIM-GLIM WARBLES] [BOTH GASP]
GLIM-GLIM VOICEOVER: Continuing ship's log for Scout 4-2-6-cube-3.
Fifth local cycle since crash landfall.
I've identified the lethal pathogen.
It is virus 6-square-9.
Indigenous to our intestinal tracts,
but obviously extremely deadly to these unfortunate aliens.
Force field will fail soon due to dying batteries.
Then virus will contaminate entire planet.
Made contact late last cycle with a surviving native.
A young female who does not fear me.
Must pursue that contact.
But cannot bring my voice down to levels she can understand.
Must find other way.
What took you so long?
[SIGHS IN RELIEF]
We had to wait outside.
The alien was just leaving.
We didn't want him to spot us.
Where did you get those?
While you were out lookin' for can-openers,
I paid a visit to Murphy's gun shop.
'Cause that's the last time I run from that monster.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]
GLIM-GLIM VOICEOVER: Continuing ship's log for Scout 4-2-6-cube-3.
Night of fifth local cycle since crash landfall.
Trying to find a way to overcome the survivors' fear.
It's of the utmost importance that they learn to trust me.
The blood systems of these three
have successfully produced anti-bodies
to fight the 6-square-9 virus.
If I can duplicate their immunity,
I will be able to save their race.
I'm trying to learn to copy their markings.
But with little success.
Must search for another way.
Personal note.
The local moon is rising
and snow is falling again.
Reminds me of home.
Long to be back with my younglings,
but fear I shall never see them again.
It's so tragic.
All my fault.
How will I bear the guilt of causing the death
of an entire species?
Would have to destroy myself.
[GLIM-GLIM WARBLING]
Hi. [GLIM-GLIM STOPS WARBLING]
[MYSTERIOUS MUSIC PLAYING]
You call that writing?
[GLIM-GLIM WARBLING]
Here, I'll show you.
I always get A's in penmanship.
Hey, this is working great.
You keep pointing and I'll keep writing.
[GLIM-GLIM RESPONDS] Okay.
So far we've got that you're from Orion.
That the sickness was an accident.
And you need our help
to make a medicine to save everybody else.
But what can we do?
[WARBLING]
B-L-O-O...
You need blood?
How much?
L-I-T...
A little?
[WARBLES]
Okay. I...
I guess I could help some.
But it'll take an awful lot of convincing
to get Carl and my dad to come around.
[WARBLING]
Friend...
No, they'll never believe.
You'll have to show them.
[WARBLES]
How?
[WARBLING]
Hey.
I know.
I know!
[RADIO BUZZING]
What do you suppose he's been up to all day?
[CLEARS THROAT]
I don't know.
But he's certainly been busy.
Yeah.
Gone in and out at least a dozen times already.
[THUDDING UPSTAIRS]
It almost sounds like he...
Like he's building something.
Well, I'm not going up to look, that's for sure.
[GUN COCKING]
[GRAVE MUSIC PLAYING]
Awesome! They gotta know you're a friend when they see that.
[WARBLING]
Your handwriting is getting better.
But...
I did promise, didn't I?
[WARBLES]
And it will save the whole world, huh?
[WARBLES]
Okay, but don't hurt me.
Ouch!
[GLIM-GLIM WARBLING]
Amy?
God, Amy!
[SHAKY BREATHING]
[GLASS BREAKS]
[WARBLING]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]
Come on, Carl. It's got her. What?
That thing, that monster.
Oh, God. It's got Amy. Come on.
We'll blow that ugly bastard away.
You still think this was an accident, huh?
Give me a gun. Come on.
I've got to go after her. Come on!
No! There's no time!
Carl, he's doing something to her now.
Oh, God. Come on, let's go. Let's go.
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]
Where is Amy?
[WARBLING]
What have you done with her?
AMY'S DAD: Give her back!
[STOPS WARBLING]
[GLIM-GLIM THUDS]
Amy.
Amy!
Daddy, what was that noise?
Amy.
You're all right?
I just plugged it in.
Glim-Glim made it to show us he's our friend.
It's the 24th?
Christmas Eve.
With all that's happened, I...
We forgot.
Daddy.
Where's my friend Glim-Glim?
Daddy.
Please tell me you didn't hurt him.
Daddy.
You didn't hurt my friend Glim-Glim, did you?
[GLOOMY CHRISTMAS MUSIC PLAYING]
[AMY CRYING]
[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]