Yes, Mr. Smith.
Annie, the test groups need to be ready by Monday.
- Yes, sir, of course. - Do I need to find someone else?
I was just pointing out I've only been here two months
and wanted to make sure you were comfortable
with me administrating the tests.
This isn't rocket science.
I'm glad to take it off your plate.
Bye, Annie.
You know, you don't have to agree to everything
Phil asks of you.
Eh, it's no big deal.
We're doing a trial for that new medicated lip balm.
I'm just organizing the placebo group.
You could try saying no to the assignment.
Mm. I feel weird saying no.
I don't want them to think I'm... I'm not a team player.
I'll talk to Phil.
Oh, no, you...
You don't have to do that.
I'm on it.
Do you have plans to see the Perseids tonight?
The meteor showers. It's supposed to be, like,
the best light show in 30 years.
I've got to call the lab,
reserve a conference room,
I got to find subjects, and I...
Meteors,
lobsters,
corn...
Uh...
Okay.
Yeah?
I'll see you then.
Thank you.
No tannins.
You remembered I'm allergic.
Whoa.
Did you see that?
Come here.
Where?
Uh...
Uh, may I?
There.
Right up here.
- See? - Oh.
One just hit the water tower.
Holy shit.
- Was that a...? - Holy shit.
Let's go check it out.
Whoa. Did you see that?
Look.
Come here.
Oh, man. Hey, be careful.
Ooh. Ooh.
Oh.
That's incredible. Can you imagine?
Ten minutes ago, that was in outer space.
- Can I hold it? - Uh...
Uh, I don't know, it might be radioactive.
- Oh, really? - Yeah.
Well, let's just try it and see what... Let's see what...
I don't know, it might have space germs.
- Oh, really? Space germs? - Yeah.
Well, I think you now have them.
That's a good point.
Oh... All right, here, maybe you should...
Here. Okay.
Here, here... no.
You're gonna... you can't share with me?
Well, we better go back inside.
The martians might be coming.
Oh, stop.
This is really embarrassing, but...
I've been dying to ask you out.
Really?
You're really cute when you're being a jobsworth.
When I'm being a what?
The way you're... super into your job.
I guess that's me.
It's a compliment.
You know... I,
just, uh...
How can you leave now?
I have a crazy day tomorrow.
Aren't you feeling it, too?
Watching the sky tonight, we experienced something.
Something literally... cosmic.
I mean,
to me, it feels...
like magic.
Oh...
This... This really have been nice, but...
I really like you, Annie.
I like you, too, Dylan.
I-I, uh...
I really can't.
I have work to finish.
And, you know, I mean, you know me, I'm a, I'm a jobsworth.
- I, I... - We're having such a good time.
Uh, you know what?
Uh, this is, this is awesome.
And thanks so much for the great night, but I...
I-I really do need to get home.
So, that's it?
You don't want to?
What?
Y-You're not into it?
- I'll do you first. - Um... I'm gonna head out.
W-Wait, what did I do wrong?
Nothing. Y-You did nothing wrong.
Wait.
A-Are you thinking I'm trying to fuck you?
Right now?
Um...
W-Well, okay... No? But I-I...
Well, you're acting like I am.
Dylan, I'm, I'm, I'm not, I'm-I'm really not.
Ow. That kind of hurts.
D-Dylan, stop it. I...
Everything's cool. I need, I-I need you to listen to me.
I... I really like you, and, look,
we work together. I-I want to see you again.
It's just, you... I... uh...
hey, you know, what's, what's the rush?
Yeah. I'm sorry.
You're right, I'm sorry.
It's totally cool.
Uh...
Thank you for coming over.
And I will see you tomorrow.
Okay.
Thanks for everything. Bye.
Meet Annie Miller.
Annie has always seen the world as a place
where she could maintain control if she just played by the rules.
But tonight marks the beginning of a change,
both in her and in the idyllic town she's always called home.
On the eve of her sister's birthday,
Annie will be forced to contend with an event
well out of her control,
and a simmering violence about to boil over...
into The Twilight Zone.
You're traveling through another dimension,
a dimension not only of sight and sound but of mind.
It is the middle ground between light and shadow,
between science and superstition.
And it lies between the pit of one's fears
and the summit of one's knowledge.
You are now traveling through a dimension of imagination.
You've just crossed over into The Twilight Zone.
Synced & corrected by -robtor- www.addic7ed.com
Only hours after the meteor shower,
the little red rocks have already become
sought-after memorabilia here in the town of Newbury.
We're already counting several public and private
Facebook pages dedicated to enthusiasts
showing off their little pieces of history.
And of course the celestial visitors
have sparked more than a few superstitions.
Many people are organizing meteor shower celebrations.
Some local stores are jumping on the bandwagon
by imprinting T-shirts, coffee mugs, and even telescopes.
And of course we have a report from a local hospital
of a baby being born during the shower.
They would like to celebrate the birth of their child by...
Morning, Annie.
We all set for the test group on Monday?
Uh, yes, sir. All set.
I spoke to Dylan this morning. I want you to brief him,
and I'll have him take it from here.
Dylan? Oh, I'd hate to trouble him.
I thought he was tied up with Perry on the launch.
I'm pretty sure I can handle it.
Well, I'm sure, too, Annie, but there are protocols here.
Annie, protocols are the methods
we use here.
Dylan is point on managing laboratory analysis
for the testing marketing group.
Plus, he's one of the best here at the company, Annie.
Stick with him, do as he does,
and you'll move up fast here.
Huh?
So, uh,
since that's off your plate,
looks like Olivia and I will see you tonight
at your sister's birthday dinner.
And now, warrior.
Look, I told you, I had my account
under my ex-wife's address.
I just need you to get the papers out of there, okay?
N-N-No, you listen.
Lady,
can you move?
Yo, Auntie A, were you sleeping?
'Cause that'd be weird.
Um, no, I...
I was taking a moment, that's it.
Right.
Oh, God, you're taller.
Yep.
How is it that you're taller?
Well, I'm growing at a normal rate, I guess,
but you don't, uh, see me very often.
That's how that works.
Hey, how crazy was last night?
There were meteors all over the place.
Kids at school are obsessed with them.
Yeah.
A couple landed behind this guy's house. It was crazy.
"This guy"?
You went on a little date, huh?
What's wrong? What happened?
Uh... he just, uh,
he just got weird on me.
That sucks.
If only there was a way to figure out which, which guys
were gonna be assholes, you know?
I wish I could kick his ass.
And what good would that do?
Well, you know...
Why do guys always want to kick ass?
'Cause we're dudes!
Thank you, Phil, Olivia, I love it.
- Cole, put this in your bathroom. - You're welcome.
- Yes, yes. - Those are awesome.
Okay, and, oh, what's next?
Oh, what on earth could this be?
- No idea. - I don't, I don't have any...
- It's a James Patterson novel. - Could we...?
Um, the-the receipt's on the bottom.
I'm sure there's a fancier skillet you would want.
What is that? That's a nine-inch, right?
I love it, Annie! Thank you.
- We need this. Mike. - Yeah. That's a good one.
I could've used this bad boy for that eggplant terrine,
- by the way. - Definitely.
First time we had that was in Paris, right?
He wouldn't... Sorry.
- You go. No. Do you want...? - You can tell it, I don't care.
- No. Love you. - I love you.
Uh, so, I go into the kitchen to ask the chef for the recipe...
- He means in French. - Right.
Just get that in.
But my-my-my French is, uh-uh, très mauvais.
So-so, the chef answered in English.
Just to make a point.
You should've had Martha ask. Her French is amazing.
And send her into the den of louts
that is a Parisian kitchen?
- No. Non. - See?
This is my big, brave hero.
There are still some good men out there, okay?
- So, let's just remember that, like... - Thank you.
- Seriously, this was so great. - Thank you.
You know what's weird is terrine isn't technically a-a pâté.
Okay, can you mansplain that to us some other time, dear?
Hey, man, get woke.
- Wow. - Okay.
Oh, Phil,
Annie has been telling me that she absolutely loves
her new job, so thank you for that opportunity.
Well, the new job loves her. I mean, this girl is the best
entry-level person they've had there in years.
Ah.
I'm thinking of pairing her
with our best project manager, Dylan.
- Really? - Dylan.
I mean, doesn't it sound like a dream team, Annie?
Wow.
- Mm-hmm. - What do you think, Anne?
Does he have some potential?
Annie?
Aah! Fuck!
What was that?
Larry, you okay?
Yeah, yeah, I'm good, I'm good.
It's kind of late to be mowing,
- isn't it? - Yeah, well, the kids
didn't do it again. I told them to do it.
Jesus, Larry, it's a mud pool.
Is there something in your water? Why's it red?
I... I called water and power,
they said it's like this everywhere.
I mean, it seems harmless, but it smells like shit.
Yeah, smells like it. Hey, t-turn the-the-the hose off.
You know, it's probably a result of the
iron oxide in the hose
interacting with the oxygen in the air.
You know what, I...
It sounds like you guys have this handled.
We have to go. I'm sorry. Robyn's gonna be waiting.
- I love you. I love you. - I love you.
- Thank you. - Go.
- Yes. Bye, honey. - Thank you for the present.
Hey, man, it-it stinks and I can smell it in our house.
Yes, I know that.
The sports car is so tiny, my face is smooshed
underneath the steering wheel.
Oh, my God, Robyn. You've got to be kidding me.
- What did you do? - We pulled over.
- No, you... No, you did not. - Right there,
off the highway.
Every once in a while,
we'd see headlights and Clark would be like, "Stop moving."
My face is mushed and I'm like, "Clark, we're married, it's okay
that we do this!"
Yeah.
Shoot the stone!
Shoot the stone! Shoot the stone!
Shoot the stone! Shoot the stone! Shoot the stone!
Come on, get after it.
Are those meteorites?
You guys, that is Zeke the geek.
Yeah, he used to be
so bullied in high school.
Well, it looks like some things never change.
Forget about Zeke. Who is that?
I like your earrings...
He's the new guy from Phil's office.
- What? Is it? - Oh, it is.
Dylan. The one Annie's
being "paired up" with.
- Okay, okay, I'll stop. - What is wrong with you guys?
Invite him over here.
- Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes. - No, no, no, no, no.
Why? Come on.
We're having fun here.
Yeah, but, Annie, he's hot.
I bet he'd be good in bed.
Not everything's about sex, Martha.
It's not?
I need to... I'm gonna get some air.
- Oh... - Annie...
Thanks, man.
This must be Steve.
Shit.
Bold move. You know, your mom's right inside.
Yeah, it's just for a friend.
You know how many times your mom and I used that line?
Yeah.
I won't tell if you won't.
Hey, thanks for being cool.
Just don't drink it here.
Nah, we're hanging on my dad's boat, the Achilles,
down by the docks.
I wish I was 15.
Be safe, okay?
Yeah.
Bye, Annie.
Shoot the stone! Shoot the stone!
Shoot the stone!
Shoot the stone! Shoot the stone!
Come on, shoot it, shoot it, shoot it! Yeah!
Hey, my turn. My turn.
No, man, you've had plenty.
Zeke is wasted.
How about I get you a nice glass of cold water, on me.
I'll throw down, yeah.
Get me another.
I got to repeat myself? No.
It's so sad when a dude doesn't know his limits.
What is wrong with them?
It's just assholes being assholes.
- What the hell? - Let's go. Yeah.
- Come on. - Wow, seriously, man?
Okay, uh, I think that's our cue.
- What? No. - We're gonna call it a night.
Annie, we don't have to go.
- Yes... - Come on. Just one more...
- Okay, we don't even have the check. - It's okay, I got it.
- You got it? Okay. - Yeah.
Think you're getting a little aggressive, aren't you?
You're going to apologize for...
You fucking hear me?!
I told you to stop fucking with me!
Call the cops!
Move it, bitch.
Hey, guys, break it up, come on.
Hey, aren't you that girl from work?
Um... It's me, Perry.
Yeah.
Real fucking polite.
Come on, let's go.
Oh, you think you're so hot?
Fucking bitch.
Stop ignoring me, you fucking bitch!
I mean, has everyone lost their minds?
Everyone back there just had too much to drink.
That's-that's all it...
The guys definitely had too much to drink. I mean, the girls...
not you, of course... but the rest of us,
we had too much to drink...
- Is that guy following us? - What?
No. I don't, I don't think so.
No, no. That-that's a motorcycle.
That guy Perry had a motorcycle.
A-All right, take, take a right. Take a right here.
Uh... Uh, he's still there.
Yeah.
Uh, take, uh, take a left.
Shit.
Okay,
take a, uh, take a, take another left.
Okay. Go. Go.
I don't see him. Is he still there?
No. No, he's gone. Thank God.
Martha, something is happening.
That fight, t-those guys, a-and then Dylan last night,
- I mean, I-I don't know. - Wait. What?
- This can't be a coincidence. - Something happened with Dylan?
It was, it was like those people at the bar.
Dylan attacked you?
I don't know. No, he...
I guess I gave him a, a confusing vibe.
We were making out and then he, he just got fucking nuts.
Annie, why didn't you tell me?
Shit.
Fucking piece of shit.
Annie.
I did. I-I tried.
I tried, in that, just, I...
um...
I just didn't say anything.
I'm still processing what happened.
Okay.
I get it.
You do?
I mean, yeah. I mean, before Mike, I've...
been on a million shitty dates, just like everybody, right?
And a few of them were...
...a little more than shitty.
So, yeah... But...
you don't always have to handle
everything on your own all the time, Annie.
Thanks.
I know this sounds ridiculous, but...
I think it's the meteors.
- Wait, what? - That's stupid.
Out loud, that sounds stupid.
Even in your head, that sounds stupid. What are you s...
The meteorites?
It's not like everyone in town touched one.
Dylan had one. The guy at the bar took a shot with one.
I... Shit.
- Oh, shit. - Shit, shit, shit. Shit. Shit, shit.
Shit. Come on!
Come on.
Okay, go. Go, go, go, go!
Go, go, go, go, go. I got my keys.
I got my keys, go.
- Oh, my God! - Hey, are you okay?
- Oh, my God. Um... - What's up?
- We should call the police. - And there's a... there's...
- The police? Why? What happened? - There's a man...
A-A man followed us and he is out there right now.
Wait, a man followed you and he's here.
Yes.
Oh, my God.
I'll handle it.
No, hon, I don't think that's a good idea...
I said I will handle it!
Annie, can you see anything?
Hey!
Call 911.
Wha...
Call 911! Okay.
It's a busy signal.
What was that?
Annie?
Annie. Annie, w-what?
Martha?
We have to leave now.
- Out the back. Quick. - Wait, what?
What are you talking about? Mike is out there.
- We can't leave him. - Martha!
Mike is sick.
What? It's not just him.
He has the same signs as a lot of people.
Since the meteors.
And it's just the men.
Martha!
Martha, open up.
Okay...
Martha!
Oh, God.
Annie, listen to me. Listen to me.
I need you to calm down. Mike doesn't have it.
- We have to let him in. - Martha, no.
Mike does not have it, Annie.
- Martha, no! - This is Mike we're talking about!
Baby. You should've seen me.
Mike?
H-Honey?
Oh, it felt good letting that guy have it.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
It felt real good.
Ah...
We forgot your birthday cake.
All right.
♪ Happy birthday to you ♪
♪ Happy birthday ♪
♪ To you ♪
♪ Happy birthday, dear Martha ♪
♪ Happy birthday ♪
♪ To you. ♪
Honey, blow out the candles.
But don't forget to make a wish.
Do it! Please.
I-I don't, I don't want to, Mike.
Do it!
Oh, you got to come closer.
Yay!
Hey, maybe we should wait until Cole gets home.
- Cole... - Huh, Mike?
Just, uh, put it down, and-and wait...
You know...
I just saved you two
from a fucking psychopath.
How about a little thank you?
Okay, Mike, you-you-you, you don't have to yell.
I'm not yelling!
You know, maybe next time,
you don't lead a lunatic to my house.
Two girls drinking at a fucking bar?
You're asking for it.
- A-Asking for it? - Don't interrupt me!
I am done with you interrupting me!
Every time I have a fucking story,
you got to open that mouth of yours!
I'm trying to keep you safe!
Uh... Mike?
Hey, uh, I need you to listen to me.
I have to explain something about you.
Is this what you wanted?
Did you want him to follow you home?
- Of course not. - Shut up, Annie!
I'm talking to my wife!
Wait, Mike! What happened? Mike!
Mike! Mike!
Stop it! No...
Uh, Martha?
We need to leave.
- We need to leave right now. - C-Cole.
We... we've... we have to get Cole. He went out.
He's with Steve at the docks.
- We have to go. - Okay.
What?! Oh...
Oh, oh, God.
C-Cole didn't touch a meteor.
A-Annie, he'll be safe, right?
- I'm sure he's okay, I'm sure he's okay. - You promise?
Annie?
I'm okay.
Fuck...
Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
Ow...
Oh...
Annie? What are you...?
Oh, God.
Oh, my God.
Annie...
Oh, my God.
We have to go.
We have... We have to get Cole.
We gotta get Cole.
Let's kill 'em all!
Uh, the docks should just be... a few blocks that way.
Crazy night, huh?
Hey, Annie!
Don't you remember me?
Get him out!
Get the fuck out of the car!
- Annie! Wait! Please! - Is it Phil?
Annie! Listen to me.
I don't have it. Okay?
It's not all us men, okay?
It can't be all of us.
It did seem likely to me that it's probably
a, uh, hormonal reaction,
but that would mean that-that it's also highly likely
that it's a chromosomal interaction with the Y...
Chromosome... Hold up!
Hey, look, it's unlikely
that the mineral itself is the culprit here!
I'm sorry!
Oh... Come on, come on.
Oh... oh... oh, my God.
What is happening?
This is, this is crazy!
Annie, we have to do something.
Um...
What are you doing?
These... these things are making them stronger.
We...
we have to try.
Okay?
We have to fight back.
Aw, fuck!
It's not doing anything!
Martha... Martha, you know why.
It's just the men.
Get off my property!
What the fuck?
Fuck you, Chad!
Fuck you, Becky!
Fuck your feelings!
- Amazing, right? - Um, mm-hmm.
Whew.
Ooh!
Come on.
I'm telling you, baby.
It changes you. Makes you stronger.
Um... no, I'm-I'm...
I actually don't really want to drink that.
Why not?
Come on.
- What's wrong? - Um... nothing.
I'm just... not in the mood.
Come on. Don't be such a prude.
Hey. What's your problem?
- I, uh... - You're okay?
Yeah, I... I am,
I just don't want to do this right now, okay?
S-Steve...
S-Steve?
Hey.
They're on a boat called the Achilles.
- How do you know that? - Ah, don't ask.
Cole, please.
Cole?
Come on!
Cole? Cole! Cole! Honey...
- Come on! - Are you okay?
- Look at me. Are you okay? - Yeah, just... it-it was...
Steve, he just, he just went crazy. I don't... I don't know what I did...
You didn't do anything, honey, it's not your fault.
It's... It's the meteorites.
I swear he's a good guy.
He was just obsessed with that stupid fucking rock.
♪ Without you in my life ♪
♪ And in my dreams ♪
♪ I've kissed your lips ♪
♪ A thousand times ♪
♪ Hello ♪
♪ Is it me you're looking for? ♪
It was magic, Annie.
It was cosmic.
Why don't you like me?
What the fuck is that?
Annie.
Annie!
No! No!
No, no, no, no; no, no, no, no!
Cole, look at me! Cole, please, baby...
- Hey! - Cole!
Cole!
Okay. It's okay, baby.
Hey!
No organic compounds in this one.
- No parasites. No bacteria. - Then it must be chemical.
The meteors. The water.
It's the only commonality amongst these men.
Something caused this.
- Hi. - I, uh...
They took my blood.
- Yeah. - I'm cool, I guess.
Okay.
But I had this in my back pocket
the whole night, so...
What? But Cole, Steve was near that, and it happened to him.
Yeah. That's what I'm saying.
It's not all of us.
Maybe there is no cure.
She's right.
Honey, don't say that. Dad's gonna be fine.
They're not gonna find anything.
Because there's no disease.
The meteors, they...
- they were a placebo. - There's no cure because
it'll always be inside me.
What?
I...
You stopped yourself from turning.
I saw you.
That's the thing.
I chose to.
I just chose to.
- IDs, please. - Oh, um...
Okay.
You know, I bet you'd look much cuter if you smiled.
What did you say?
Why don't you try it sometime?
No.
When we come back, a mass shooting
claims the lives of 13.
The suspect was a man in his 20s
with no motive yet known.
And two men are in custody after a road rage incident.
More after this.
Tonight, Annie Miller found herself in the center
of a mysterious and violent epidemic.
What she encountered was no material disease,
but rather a plague of conscience.
One that gave men permission to ignore decency,
consent and fear.
And tonight, all it took
was a few innocuous little rocks to turn men into monsters.
Here... in The Twilight Zone.