[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, Candy Critters!
[FATHER EXCLAIMS] Oh, great!
It's Monsters, our favorite show. [MONSTROUS LAUGH]
Ssh, it's starting.
[MONSTROUS LAUGH]
[FATHER CHUCKLES]
[THUNDER CLAP]
[MELLOW JAZZ PLAYING IN THE BACKGROUND]
You resigned?
What choice do I have?
You'd have mated me in two moves.
What a...
Yes, I suppose I would have.
Howard, you might atleast have the decency to pretend you know what you're doing.
Actually, I thought you played rather well.
In the beginning.
That beginning, I'll have you know,
was the classic Cappa-Blanca opening which you destroyed in one move.
An accident I assure you.
Dash it all out.
I mean, your middle game is haphazard, at best.
Your end game is shambles.
I mean, look at that board, it looks like a dog's dinner.
How do you do it?
Frederick, you're by far the better player.
I suspect I'll always beat you because you're afraid of me.
Poppy-Cock.
It's that, you play mathematically, where as I play instinctively.
I really don't know what I'm doing.
And, if I can't guess what my next move will be,
neither at follows, can you.
The trick is, I suppose, to expect the unexpected.
As I constantly tell my students,
the only thing that we know for certain in this life
is that we know very little.
The human mind, Fredrick.
Such a vast and untapped resource.
We got to keep it open, at all times.
Intellectual Poppy-Cock.
If you say so, old friend. [THUNDERCLAP]
This blessed weather.
I'm afraid our fishing weekend is a complete washout.
I've invited you here under false pretenses.
I do apologize.
Not at all. It's grand to see you again.
I checked the forecast.
I even checked the Dominick.
There hasn't been a storm this time of year, in over a century.
Even in winter I've never seen it this bad.
[LOUD THUNDERCLAP]
That's odd.
FREDRICK: Bless me, that's odd.
The village is in complete darkness. There's no light to be seen.
Perhaps the electricity is out.
Except for the generator for my X-Ray machine,
there is no electricity on this island.
I don't like this, Howard.
Someone's coming.
Where? I don't see...
Not from the village, from the other side. From the beach.
I didn't hear anything.
Neither did I. I felt... I sensed someone.
Some thing.
What are you talking about?
[KNOCKING ON DOOR] [THUNDERCLAP]
MAN: Doctor! Doctor! Let me in, please!
[INDISTINCT SHOUTING]
[GROANING]
It's Henry Wells. What is it Henry?
The pain! The pain!
It's like fire! It's like acid! It's eating my brain!
Doctor, I'm sorry I had to come.
You were the only one... The door. Shut the door!
He was right behind me!
Oh, god! I can't stand it! It's eating out my brain!
Bolt it.
Come on, help me will you. Quickly. [HENRY CRYING OUT IN PAIN]
I'm scared, I want my brain back!
I can't be in two places at once.
[GROANS]
I swear, I want my brain back.
[HENRY GROANING]
What did he say?
Something about his brain being eaten out.
The mans' drunk obviously. There isn't a mark on him. Not a mark...
Oh, my god.
Surely, he's been shot.
Of course he has. The drunken fool.
Eating his brain, indeed.
Move that lamp closer, would you.
It's not a bullet wound.
There's no tearing, or bleeding.
Strange characteristics.
Could be either an entry or an exit wound.
Or both.
And no less tissue loss.
Oh, I can't see a blessed thing.
Give me a hand with the mirror, would you?
Well, that's new isn't it?
Just got it.
It's the only one this side of Boston General.
No choice really.
Most of my practice is setting the bones of these drunken fishermen.
How does it work? Radioactivity?
Yes, radioactive isotope inside this lead housing here.
The Gama rays are projected through this lens here,
onto this fluoroscope screen.
Watch.
[WHIRRING]
I don't see any bullet, do you?
He has no brain.
His skull is completely empty.
Turn it off! Turn it off!
[CRYING IN PAIN]
There was a time,
that when the brains were out, the man would die. And there an end.
But now they rise again,
to push us from our stools.
Macbeth.
This is impossible.
We know that this is impossible.
Nothing is impossible.
I, myself, in France,
I've never spoken of this.
During the war?
We were pinned down on the beach,
and Michelle went over very close.
Someone screamed and I looked up.
Soldiers running towards me.
Michelle had taken his head, clean.
Clean.
Someone passed me, my hair stood on end.
You see,
the neck was still there.
The throat, vocal cords still intact.
And he was screaming.
He ran for a hundred yards and stopped, but he didn't fall, he
sort of turned back to look at me.
Look at me with what?
And he, sat down
gently and died.
We know nothing, Fredrick. Nothing.
Let us see if we can learn something.
Mr. Wells? Henry? Can you hear me?
Can you tell us what happened?
Do you remember?
The light.
Big light by Mulligan Point.
We all thought some poor ship had run aground.
All ran to see if we could help.
A ship?
Is it still there?
Howard, we must go down there. There maybe people still injured.
Where is everyone now?
Gone. All gone. I'm the last.
You're the last.
Tell me about the light.
Bright light.
Bright ship. Up in the sky.
Then it opened up.
It looked like a tunnel of fire, a thousand miles long.
Then it came out.
Do you know, it can walk on water?
It can walk on the trees. it made the lightening.
What, Henry? Who?
The thing, of course.
The eye!
[LOUD THUNDERCLAP]
Tell us what happened to your head? How did you...
I ran. I left the others and ran into Mulligan wood.
But it was there already. Up in the trees.
It walks on the trees?
It throws me in the light.
It reached down and touched my head.
Light as a feather it was.
I don't know how long.
When I woke up, I was running here.
Here? To this house?
I could see the house, but...
I can also see myself running from up high.
God, no!
Make it stop!
That is something there Fred, look.
[HENRY WHIMPERS]
I want to X-Ray him again.
No, not the X-Ray. I think it hurts him terribly.
There is something.
Those tweezers. Get them quick.
No, no. The longer ones. Quickly.
[MUFFLED VOICE] Stop what you're doing doctor, please.
Not deeper. Don't go deeper. It's too close to touch.
Stop! Stop! [SCREAMING]
He's dead.
He was dead before he came here.
He's been dead all along.
Like your soldier.
I am speaking to the creature now.
Can you hear me?
Yes. I hear. [DISTORTED VOICE]
Where are you?
I am up high.
In the trees?
Trees? Yes.
What is called this place?
Mulligan wood.
House. I see the house now coming.
Near. Nearly...
Yes.
[LOUD THUD, CRACKLING]
My dear god, it's on the roof.
[WOOD CREAKING]
[GLASS SHATTERING]
The skylight.
It's in the upstairs room.
Howard, it's inside the house.
Howard!
What on earth?
Be careful, Fredrick. Careful!
[SCREAMING]
It's no good, it's solid.
Help me, for gods sake!
How did you know?
I didn't, I guessed.
It hurt him.
He and that thing upstairs are somehow one in the same.
What on earth was that?
It isn't anything on earth, Fredrick.
Whatever it is, it's come a long way and I think it means business.
I suppose that thing down by Mulligan point is some sort of spaceship.
What are you talking about?
Show me the isotope. What?
The radioactive isotope. Show me.
Are you mad? Direct exposure would be suicide.
If only we could entice is down here.
I know what we need.
What?
Howard, that thing is upstairs.
It isn't going anywhere.
Have you heard it move since we forced it to retreat?
Well, no. But...
Have you noticed something else? The storm.
Good lord. It's passed.
For the moment. The creature doesn't need it anymore.
What are you saying?
I didn't say it. Wells did.
It made the lightening.
To conceal it's arrival probably.
It made the storm? You can't be serious?
I'm perfectly serious.
Fredrick, anything capable of eating it's way through the vastness of space to get here
is certainly capable of that.
And more than capable of eating it's way through the space inside a man's skull.
[GASPS]
What was that thing, that transmitter of some kind.
What?
It planted one on Wells' head, almost planted another in yours.
I think the brain isn't so much taken out, as sent out.
Transmitted.
Like a radio. Exactly.
Except this radio can somehow transmit matter.
In this case, brain matter.
Howard, I fail to see the humor in this, I was almost...
Forgive me, old friend, it's gallows humor.
That thing, is waiting for us to make the first move,
but what that move is, I don't know.
Do you?
You were right. We know nothing, do we?
Why would anything,
want a human brain when we ourselves don't how how to use them?
You dear man, I think you've hit it.
Last time I was here, we spoke of this, remember?
The E.E.G. The machine that measures brain waves.
What's the current thesis?
That we humans barely use 10% of our brain capacity. 90% is unused.
[CREAKING UPSTAIRS] Ah-ha!
We don't know how to use the human brain but it does.
You do, don't you?
Fredrick, if we knew how to fully utilize the human brain,
what would we be capable of!
Such a brain would have no limit, it could encompass all knowledge.
Exactly. Such a brain would be a prize, indeed.
Imagine further. That the human brain is the only instrument of it's kind in the universe!
Such a prize would be worth traveling light years to harvest, wouldn't it?
Indeed, it would! [THUNDERCLAP]
Good! That was to be expected!
Does this come off, do you know?
If Mohammad won't come to the mountain...
[THUNDERCLAP]
Ah-ha! You worry, don't you?
There's enough gas in the generator for about half an hour.
Let's pray that's enough to save the world.
Put aside your hippocratic oath, dear doctor.
We're about to commit murder.
It's gone.
Oh my god...
Look out!
[MOANING]
[THUNDER RUMBLING]
[EXPLOSION]
[ANOTHER EXPLOSION]
You exposed yourself to the radioactive isotope.
For me.
For both of us.
For all of us.
At the foolish notion, that I alone could prevent a biblical prophecy from coming true.
"Now there shall come a darkness on the face of the land
"and the beast shall inherit the earth."
The beasts?
I made one fatal mistake.
I stupidly assumed the creature came all that distance...
alone.
[WHIMPERING]
One last game.
I think you might actually win this one.
[WHIMPERING]
[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]