Are you looking for something, my friend?
-Move the M-16 or you'll eat it. -Mark, come here.
No more pictures.
You're in my way, piglet.
You got a nasty mouth on you, pal.
We're going for a walk.
Come on, let's go.
In about five seconds you're gonna be cloud-dancing.
They're all bottlenecked in there.
The place isn't a camp, it's a tomb. Come here, Slick.
Mr. Macho Man, I want to talk to your boss.
What's wrong with you? This is embarrassing.
-Don't even think about it. -We've got a standoff here.
Anybody ever clean this dump?
You should have looked! I told you!
-Hey, come on. -All right.
-What happened here? -Them.
I knew eventually you'd crawl out from some munitions dump.
How you doing, Gooder?
Short for "Do-gooder." His nickname for me.
We've met before: Laos, El Salvador, you name it.
He blows it up, I cover it with a camera...
...and the folks back home hate him for it.
I want you to meet Ham Tyler...
...master of covert operations, communications and bad relations.
This is Chris Farber, my associate. You people are doomed.
If you're lying, Pascal, you've forged your last ticket.
It's the truth. I swear it is.
You'll find them there.
He's convinced you that you can win with muscle and God on your side.
That attitude will get you dead. So let the pros do their job.
That sounds familiar.
I didn't come here to argue. We don't have time.
There's a world network. Do as you're told.
-Now, wait a minute, pal... -Shut up.
Pulling that stunt last night was pure luck.
But without real leadership, you're dead.
We're organized, we have a plan, and...
...we've got a new ammo to kill those lizards.
You can stay independent and get wiped out...
...or you can join us and help knock these lizards off the planet.
It's your choice.
You heard what Donovan said. The guy's a warmonger.
Getting people killed turns him on...
Don't you ever say that.
Donovan may hate my guts, but he'll tell you I know what I'm doing.
We're not killers like you, Tyler.
We may not be perfect, but we're a unit...
...and we've made more noise than you have.
-They know we're here. -Which brings me to my next point...
That was Ruby! They're on their way. We've got to run.
They're in that building.
This is all we've got.
Gooder, get your people out of here.
I'll cover you. Teflon load in this?
-You bet. -All right.
Let's go. Move, move.
He's in here. Come on.
Having fun?
-I need another mag. -You got it.
-lt's getting real busy out there. -I'm almost finished.
Good luck, brother. I'm gone.
Now that's a waste of good luggage.
-Thank you for coming. -My pleasure.
-What did you want? -A favor.
Just ask.
This is a photograph of my grandson. I'd like him back.
He's been detained.
-Consider it done. -Thank you.
-l, too, have a favor to ask. -Oh?
Since IKristine Walsh's unfortunate demise...
...the position of world spokesperson has been vacant.
I think you should fill it.
Certainly, if you think...
I do. The job is yours. Now I must go.
-Goodbye for now. -Goodbye. And thank you.
Isn't that wonderful news...?
You stupid, greedy woman.
Sean is Mike Donovan's son. Don't you understand?
They don't care about your grandson.
They'll use Sean to catch Mike.
I no longer consider Michael my son.
This time you've gone too far, Eleanor...
...even for a stomach as strong as mine.
I'm leaving you.
Once you go out that door, there's no coming back.
Thank God.
-What is this place, anyway? -lt's an abandoned movie ranch.
Are you hungry? I have plenty of stuff.
Do you want some cheese?
You can eat that, can't you?
No, I am not hungry.
Why are you being so nice to me, Harmony?
I lo...
...like you, Willie.
But you saw what I look like.
You wanna know something?
I didn't fall in love with your looks in the first place.
No...
...I guess I am not what you'd call an "ox."
That's fox, you dope.
Fox.
Yes.
I've got a plan to spring Julie.
Forget about her. We're not at war over your love life.
Personal? She's our leader.
Was your leader. She's damaged goods now.
-No way. -Nobody survives a conversion chamber.
They either own her or her mind's gone. She's better off dead.
-Don't push me too hard. -So face the facts and give her up.
We're gonna get her back, with or without your help.
-You're not giving orders anymore. -Oh, no?
Every man and woman in this unit will back me.
Fine, we'll get her back. Then we'll see if she's turned traitor.
-How are her vital signs? -She has a congenital heart condition.
That's not dangerous.
With what you're about to do, any physiological flaw could become acute.
She has a fear and loathing of anything abandoned.
-Why? -Early trauma.
Something to do with being chased. She hid in a deserted building.
-Begin. -Start with mood conversion, mode one.
-Was she very young? -Between 5 and 8 years old.
Good.
Give her breathing. Heavy breathing.
Julie, it's Diana.
Let me help you out of this place.
There's someone trying to hurt you. Can you see him?
Julie...
No, it's a lie! You're a lie!
-Julie! -No.
Go to conversion mode two.
-Her heart rhythms are irregular. -I know what I'm doing.
You don't exist!
You're not there. You're a mind game!
You're just a stupid mind game.
Her mind is strong. She will be converted, damn her.
Go to conversion mode three.
Julie, I'm going to make all those things go away.
I'm here to help.
Come to me. Reach out to me.
I want to help you, Julie. Let me help you.
No!
Be careful, Diana.
Julie!
Julie...
She's going into cardiac arrest. She's going to die!
Where's your gator buddy?
Cool it with that talk. He's one of us.
Gooder, you'll trust anyone. This whole setup stinks.
Just like a swamp gator. Sneak up on you every time.
Martin.
This person is one of us. I don't like him, but I trust him.
I ask you to do the same.
I trust you, Mike. That's enough.
How's Julie?
She hasn't broken yet, but she will.
We've gotta get her out. We need you and the Fifth Columnists to help.
I wish I could help, but under the circumstances...
You do as the man tells you, or I'll turn you into an hors d'oeuvre.
Are there many more like this one?
No, selective breeding keeps them at a minimum.
All right.
I'll listen, but I can promise nothing.
Here's a picture of the boy.
-His name? -That's not important. Just find him.
Conduct a thorough search of the mother ship and report back to me.
Consider it a surprise present for Diana.
Yes, sir.
Attention, all personnel. Squadron commander's ship has landed.
-Hello, Diana. -Welcome, commander.
The Leader sends his greetings.
I'm afraid you've caught me by surprise.
I was just informed of your arrival.
I'm sorry, I hope I haven't thrown you off schedule.
No, I would have liked more time to prepare your reception...
...a reception befitting a supreme commander.
How very thoughtful of you.
The Leader wants a schedule speedup...
...so I've brought experts for a special project.
If it succeeds, we can pump all of Southern California's water...
-...in the next 30 days. -I can handle that.
It could become a military issue, which is an area I know well.
I'm aware of that.
The resistance has been causing delays, even jeopardizing our mission.
We were led to believe that this area's rebels were ineffective.
Steven is the only one who's ineffective in dealing with the rebels.
However, I have captured their leader, and l...
That's not important.
What is important is that we do as we're told.
Help. Help...
Help...!
-What's the matter? -Nothing. Go back to sleep.
Oh, God...!
-Why are you still up? What's wrong? -Robin's sick.
-Where is she? -ln the bathroom.
Robin?
Robin, it's Daddy. Open the door.
Don't!
It won't let me kill it.
It won't let me die.
-lt's turning me into one of them. -No, no.
No!
Diana, I warned you of the seriousness...
Yes, yes. Never mind. Give me maximum.
No!
Let me stop the pain, Julie. Let me help you.
No!
Then run, Julie. Run for your life. Run faster, Julie, run faster.
Heart rhythm's becoming irregular again.
No!
Give me your hand.
Let me help you out of there.
Yes. Yes, Mama. Mama!
Yes. Yes. Yes.
Tell me, Julie. Tell me what you want.
To be yours.
Just stop it. Please! Stop it.
He's dead.
They're lovely, don't you think?
A pity we don't have such creatures on our planet.
Yes, they're lovely.
-They may try another assassination. -Don't be ridiculous.
Donovan is dead. Julie is almost converted.
The resistance movement is crippled. We have nothing to fear from them.
Nevertheless, I've increased security.
I give the orders on my ship.
Your ship is but one in my squadron. You forget your rank, Diana.
I may not have your rank, but I have the Leader's special interest...
...which, I might say, is even more desirable than rank.
Don't rely too heavily on that relationship.
That trap has seen heavy traffic.
I don't believe you.
Diana, my dear, sex for favors is as old as ambition.
It is a foundation too fragile for your ambition.
You've managed.
That's because I've managed my ambition.
You might reflect...
...that your lover has sent you 56 trillion miles away.
Hardly an indication he can't bear not to see you.
Diana, I think you should come with me.
I have something to show you.
One of us. One of my own people tried to kill me!
Fifth Column.
Every ship's reporting incidents.
Not this ship. I'll have no traitors onboard!
I want a staff meeting immediately.
With your permission, of course, Pamela.
If I may?
I suggest we transfer all important prisoners...
...to Earth's security headquarters, until it's safe.
As long as the ship's contaminated, we're vulnerable.
-We don't want to lose their leader. -I agree.
Yes. Do it.
Is she always like that?
-Like what? -On edge.
Frankly, yes.
-Must be the strain of her position. -Yes, must be.
We must offer her support.
We wouldn't want her to stumble, would we?
No, of course not.
That was incredible.
You have a lot of energy for someone who works all the time.
Yeah?
I like my work.
They're trusting me with a lot of responsibility now.
-Yeah? Like what? -Like what?
The big reception tomorrow at security headquarters.
Twenty troopers, all at my command.
That many? What's the big occasion?
Steven and Diana are bringing down prisoners from the mother ship.
They're arriving at 2100 hours.
-I can see you after that. -Oh, only prisoners.
I thought it'd be something exciting.
I'm talking about Julie what's-her-face...
...the head of the resistance. She's not important enough for you?
I guess so. I don't pay attention to politics.
Good, because you can give all your attention to me.
I'm such a lucky girl, aren't I?
Hey, I'm on your side now.
Don't sneak up on me!
I just got a third-degree burn bringing you coffee. Relax.
She's not sleeping around on you. She's just doing what she has to do.
I don't have to like it.
No, you don't have to like it. But stop whipping yourself.
It just makes me crazy to think about her touching him.
Think about the way Maggie feels.
This damn war is tough on everybody here, all of us!
Buddy, she needs you to be strong for her.
Here.
Thanks.
-lf Martin's correct... -Here you go, guys.
It'll be okay. I'm sure he's right.
Let's not waste it, okay?
There's your new ammo. It rips through their armor.
Ham came through.
He always does.
-Listen! -I don't care if you can't handle it.
There you go. Been practicing?
I'm no William Tell.
You'll do fine.
New loads. Teflon tips.
Big deal. Hey, I want to talk to you!
-You think I'm a whore? -I don't know!
-Decide and we can talk... -We'll talk now!
-Let her go. -Hit the road!
You got any doubts I couldn't change your life right now?
Or even bring it to a close?
Better have a talk with him.
He needs to grow up.
Are you as good as your makeup?
The New Yorker said...
...my nurse in Romeo and Juliet was the best since Edith Evans.
I saw her do that.
-You did? -ln London, a long time ago.
You're not as primitive as I thought.
Props!
It's ugly, but it'll do the job, to the base of the skull.
What happened to you, Mr. Tyler? How did you become so dangerous?
You make it back, and I'll tell you my life story.
I have a hunch that's worth coming back for.
On my signal, you pull the plug...
...cut the power and kill the lights.
This whole operation is staged around you.
A star at last!
Let's go.
Steven and Diana are arriving soon. I want everything perfect.
Pardon me.
Watch where you're going. Stop!
-Do I know you from someplace? -No.
I'm just one of the help.
I guess it's not that important.
Carry on.
-I hope Ruby makes it. -She'll be fine.
You! Woman!
How did you open the elevator? That's off-limits.
Well, I have approval.
They told me to give it a special cleaning...
...for Steven and Diana.
Make it spotless.
-Let me see your authorization. -I have it here.
Why, it's down here.
Hurry up, old woman.
We're almost down.
-Where's the old woman? -Sir?
The old woman. The cleaning lady.
I have no idea.
-I'm in position. -All right, it's almost here.
Get ready, Ruby.
Okay.
Hit Martin in the leg first. When he goes down, that's our signal.
From this distance, I could cut him in half.
Any more than a flesh wound and you get the same.
Okay, Gooder.
Lights!
You should be terminated for this blunder!
You are a spy.
Who, me?
I was just down here working, when all of a sudden...
No, no, no. You're lying.
I saw you. You're coming with me.
-I do know you. -Yes, you do know me.
You were lying to me. Did you think you could outsmart me?
-You're coming with me... -And be a hero?
Let me go, Daniel.
Daniel, I've known you all your life.
You were such a good boy. You couldn't change...
...to be so without honor.
I don't believe it.
Wait a minute. Stop.
I said, stop.
I'm warning you.
Stop!
Our life in this world is short...
...and often painful.
Its full meaning is rarely made clear to us.
I daresay none of us here will live as fully...
...or die as heroically as Ruby did.
Her loss is a grievous one.
It wounds us to the heart.
We must find the strength to go on...
...the strength to prevail over this cruel and murderous foe.
Let's all re-dedicate ourselves to that task...
...in Ruby's memory.
Now, please, all join me.
Let's share a moment of silence...
...pay our last respects...
...to our fallen comrade.
-You all right? -Yeah.
-What's your name? -Sean. Sean Donovan.
I know somebody who'll be very happy to see you.
Martin got word to me...
...that in 30 days, no water will be left in Los Angeles.
So unless we blow up this pumping station...
...California will be one big desert.
I'm not ready to trade my ride in for a camel.
Everyone freeze! The slightest movement and we shoot!
This little gizmo makes your larynx reverberate, mimicking their sound.
We've only got a few of them.
Are you always this dramatic, Mr. Tyler?
I get people's attention so I don't have to repeat myself.
We'll test them at the pump station and see if they fool the visitors...
...as easily as they fool us.
You and her? This is reconnaissance, not a picnic.
-You're out of line. -We can't trust her.
She thinks like a lizard now.
Relax!
I'm sorry, Julie.
As much as we hate to admit it, the man could have a point.
I led this unit for a long time before Mr. Tyler showed up.
I've refused to step down because he's paranoid.
I'm okay.
Tell us about the chamber.
Tell us what you went through and what you told them.
I said nothing.
Ruby's gone. How many more must die before you find out who she really is?
Ruby gave her life for me and I can never repay that.
If I walk away now, she died in vain. I have no intention of doing that.
I say we stick with Julie.
I trust her a lot more than I trust him.
-Yeah. -Yeah, he's right.
Me too.
We came this far. We should go all the way.
That goes for all us.
Tyler, we need you.
We need your expertise.
So are you in, or are you out?
We're in...for now.
Passes.
Engineering division. Checking for faults in the structure.
All right.
I'm all right!
You sure sound funny.
Look at that!
They're sucking it dry.
-Let's go down and mingle. -Okay.
It's on a 24-hour cycle.
It swallows a million gallons a second!
You! What are you doing?
-Checking for faults. -Move on.
Move back. I wanna get a shot.
Take a shot of that panel right there.
Where's everyone?
At dinner, I guess.
It's so strange, being alone here.
I like that.
-Mike, I'm really frightened. -Why?
-I'm afraid they're winning. -They won't get that far.
Not unless I help them and don't know I'm doing it.
What's wrong?
I feel funny.
I'm not in control. I've been using my left hand.
-I'm beginning to think... -You're not converted.
The fact that you have doubts proves it.
-I don't know. -I do.
You're a little shaken.
Nobody could go through that and not have scars.
But you beat them.
You're gonna be just fine.
I just wish it would all stop, at least for a little while.
I...
I'll keep an eye on you for a while...
...if you think that'll help.
IKind of getting the idea you've been doing that anyway.
-You have? -Yeah.
I didn't wanna push anything, you know? Because...
That's the first time I've ever seen you stumble.
It looks okay.
You've had minor surgery.
Your body temperature's dropping. Do you understand?
It's Robin!
She's convulsing!
-What'll you give her? -Compazine.
-I know this. -What?
You just had surgery. You can't get up.
Help me.
I can remedy her.
Please...
What's the matter?
-Get away from her! -He's trying to help.
This is common among our females as they near their time.
We'll be in that tunnel.
That laser is a million volts.
It'll be off for 12 minutes while they switch grids.
Anyone inside when the laser goes back on...
...will be turned into a charcoal briquette. Watch.
No, no.
No. No! No!
That was a kid who wandered onto the grounds by mistake.
We have 12 minutes to go, set the charges, and leave.
-Explain the explosives problem. -They're experimental.
Experimental? That's terrific, good.
I've worked on this a while. The kinks are nearly out.
-What's wrong with regular explosives? -Won't make it.
The machinery is too big. We'd need a trailerful to dent it.
We needed something special. This is it.
Similar to a nitroglycerin.
So don't shake it like a martini.
And here's the kicker:
The stuff is stable only between 60 and 72 degrees Fahrenheit.
So much as one degree over or under that...
You're history. This stuff will blow you into next week.
-Do you trust her? -Damn right.
That's good, because she's your partner.
-You all loaded up? -Yeah.
-Hi there. -Hi.
Are we talking today?
Sure, we're partners.
-That's not what I mean. -What do you mean?
-I miss you. -Yeah?
I miss you too.
Guess I acted like a real jerk, huh?
I guess you did.
You don't have to agree so fast.
It just hurt real bad...
...because I'm so crazy about you.
I'm crazy about you too.
-Yeah? -Yeah.
Come on, let's move it.
You, uh...
...crazy enough to marry me?
I guess so.
I said, move it!
Hold on. Soon as we get back, okay?
Sooner the better.
Watch your lady friend, Gooder. I still don't trust her.
Five seconds.
Four...three...two...one.
Let's go.
-Eleven minutes, 55 seconds. -I hear that.
-Watch your temperature. -Go.
Check your gauges.
Go.
-Hot in here or am I scared? -Seventy degrees. Make it fast.
Or get blown to kingdom come.
-Seventy-one. Let's go someplace else. -No.
I can play hardball with Tyler any time. Let's go.
Got eight minutes!
-This stuff is bubbling. -IKeep working.
-What's your temperature reading? -I got 72 degrees.
They're on the catwalk!
Elias! Let's go. Now!
All right, that's three minutes. We're out of here.
Come on, move it!
It's 72 degrees. Stop!
-You're gonna blow us sky-high. -Just one more.
Okay, let's go.
Two minutes.
-Mike! -There they are.
Go!
Mark!
Get out of here!
Cover me.
I'm never gonna make it. Now go!
Get her out of here. I'll cover you.
No!
I'm in.
How is she?
She'll be all right, in a while.
They were planning to get married.
-I didn't know. -Nobody did.
It's a big mistake, making plans like that the way things are.
With nothing to live for, people lose hope.
I'd like to get out of this with my son, lead a normal life.
I want you to be part of it.
Oh, Mike...
...I can't even think of that now.
Let's walk.
I don't even know what hand to use.
I have to concentrate to use my right hand.
I don't even know where I am, day to day.
They screwed me up so bad I don't trust myself anymore.
-lt'll pass. -No, it won't pass. Tyler was right.
I should just step down before I really hurt somebody.
-Julie... -Mr. Donovan! Come quick.
Hurry!
We interrupt this program to repeat a special bulletin.
We repeat, this is a special bulletin.
This boy wandered into our headquarters searching for his daddy.
If anyone can help find his father, we'd be most grateful.
Any information at all would be greatly appreciated.
Thank you.
We'll repeat this bulletin every hour.
-Mike? -He's my son.
We now return to our regular program.
It was a good ploy, don't you think?
After your failures, you've nothing to crow about.
Besides, his greatest value is entirely my doing.
I didn't want this, Gooder.
I know.
Move headquarters. I don't plan to talk, but...
-Okay. -I know a place.
IKeep it simple.
We have sharpshooters, cut you down to wallet-size.
You're loud and arrogant.
You must be "the Fixer."
Never mind who I am. Send the boy, now!
We'll get you back.
IKeep an eye on them. Watch real close.
You look good. But you need a haircut.
-Dad... -I'll be okay.
Better go.
Wait outside.
You don't mind this weather, do you?
-Only at night. -You must not be a night owl.
-lt's good to have a friend. -I'm Oliver.
-I don't have good news. -What is it?
You need an armed assault to escape, which would jeopardize all of us.
We can't chance it for one man.
-I'm sorry. -I understand.
I don't think you do.
Diana's developed a powerful truth serum...
...that's foolproof against your people.
And I know enough to expose both your Fifth Column and our resistance.
Then you have to kill me.
We're not executioners. The choice must be your own.
I'm sorry, there's no other way.
We can't let you die without confessing.
Can we, Mr. Donovan?
Do you believe in truth?
Depends on who I hear it from.
What color is your hair?
-Blue. -Really?
What color is your hair, Mr. Donovan?
Brown.
Yes. A lovely shade of brown.
Tell me, Mr. Donovan, the Fifth Column...
...you know some of them.
Who is your contact?
Martin.
I know how you feel. But he'll be back. He'll find a way.
Her water broke. She's in labor.
-Help me with her. -Look at the color.
On your side, sweetheart. There you go.
That's right. Lean back. Now breathe like we taught you.
In, out. Concentrate on your breathing.
We need Willie. In, out.
That's a good girl.
In, out. There you go.
In, out.
This is a way out.
-Come on, come on. -I gotta sit down, I gotta sit down.
All right, but just for a minute. The drugs will wear off soon.
-How long are these tunnels? -Bigger than New York's subway.
It won't stop them from catching us. Let's go.
-Martin. -Huh?
Sorry I couldn't keep my mouth shut. I really fixed it for you.
It's not your fault. It was just a matter of time.
She's still at five centimeters.
I don't like her vital sign readings.
We'll do a cesarean. IKnow what that is?
I'll do a spinal block. Robert, Harmy, Willie, I need help.
Father, can you get the surgical packs?
We're ready.
Scalpel.
Clamp.
Another clamp.
-How is she? -She's all right. Go ahead.
Okay. we're going in.
It's a girl.
-ls she normal? -As far as I can see, she's beautiful.
-Can I see her? -Yes.
There you go, Grandpa.
Oh, Robin.
She's beautiful.
-Julie! -Give her a sedative.
Oh, my God!
I think we're having twins.
-What is it? -I don't know.
Oh, my God!