Monsters of California (2023)

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(ORCHESTRAL MUSIC PLAYING)

(RADIO CHATTER)

NEIL ARMSTRONG:

That's one small step for man.

(QUIET MUSIC PLAYING)

DALLAS:

Have you ever looked around

and wondered,

where's all this from?

All the stars,

planets, houses, trees,

like, what is all this sh*t?

Want to know something crazy?

Time is an illusion.

Physicists say that the

past, present, and future all

exist at the exact same moment.

Like, every possible thing

that could ever occur

is occurring all at once.

So yeah, I guess

I'm going to try

to explain the unexplainable.

Well, it all starts with

me and a couple of friends

f*cking around with

the paranormal.

Let's go back to the beginning--

or is it the end?

Are you paying attention?

TOE: My worst trip was probably

when I took three hits of acid

before my brother's birth.

DALLAS: What?

TOE: Yeah.

DALLAS: What do you mean

you took three hits of acid?

Nobody takes three

hits of acid, dumbass.

TOE: What I'm saying

is I agree with you.

Nobody should do that.

I'm ashamed of myself.

It looked like my mom's body

had an entirely other mouth,

except this one had a mustache.

It was eating babies.

(GIGGLING)

Oh, sh*t.

You all right?

You know, Dallas, that's

actually a story for your aunt

over at The Times.

Print that sh*t, we all win.

True, you should

get a police sketch

artist to illustrate the crime.

What? Illustrate

your mom's vag*na?

What the f*ck's wrong with you?

Hey, art is art.

Let's do this.

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

Toe.

DALLAS: 3 and 1.

Pull.

(GROANS)

One more.

Go.

Come on, come on,

come on, come on.

(GRUNTS)

(MYSTERIOUS MUSIC PLAYING)

(ELECTRONIC NOISES)

Ow, Jesus!

Toe!

Ow!

Put that down.

(STRANGE ETHEREAL NOISES)

You guys hear something?

(LOW THUMPING)

(WHISPERS)

There it is again.

sh*t.

sh*t.

Here. Can you tell him

to say it again?

I wasn't recording.

Tell who to say it again?

It's not a f*cking

sex phone operator.

It wasn't on!

Make them do it again.

Yo, if you shitheads are going

to be summoning demons again,

make sure you do

it nice this time.

Ask with peace,

and love, and sh*t.

Hey, did you guys see that?

See what?

I swear that f*cking

lamp moved by itself.

f*ck!

Oh, God!

This place is haunted as f*ck.

Oh, I hate you guys.

Dallas, why are you so

into this sh*t anyways?

Why do you make us do all this

paranormal sh*t all the time?

Proving the unprovable, p*ssy.

Well, that's

just great, Dallas.

Your mom is going to

love that we did this.

She's going to tell Jesus,

and then you are f*cked.

Jesus already

hates me brother.

Look, most of the paranormal

locations in my dad's notebook

are scattered all

over the world.

This is like the only one

we could actually get to.

So let's get serious.

Yeah. Well, we've been

here like three times

over the past couple of years,

and nothing's ever happened.

So.

That lamp just

f*cking happened.

Yes, Riley, it

f*cking scared me.

(WHISPERS)

(OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING)

Dallas. It said Dallas.

(SHUSHING)

Uh, sir?

What do you desire with Dallas?

Do you wish to k*ll him?

What the f*ck, Riley?

Why did you say that?

I don't know. I never talked

to a f*cking ghost before.

TOE: f*ck, f*ck.

What are we doing?

We're all going to die.

Okay.

According to my

calculations, the camera

should go off right when that

bag flies near the ghost.

Bag's up.

You really think that f*cking

bag is going to do anything?

After all this bullshit,

it better do something.

Riley.

If we get this

ghost angry enough,

it may take a physical form.

You know, like when people

get shoved, and scratched,

and sh*t like that by ghosts, it

has to be physical to do that,

right?

So if we light that bag

up with 10,000 volts

of electromagnetic energy,

and then we swing it

at the exact same moment it

tries to interact with us,

we may be able to see more

of its physical shape--

maybe even enough for

a f*cking picture.

All right?

So suck my d*ck.

Let's get started.

I will not suck your d*ck.

There's absolutely

no reason to do that.

Dallas, ready?

I think so.

Time to piss this b*stard off.

Yo, Lucifer, you here?

We know all about

you, c*ck d*ck.

You got hanged right in this

f*cking room, didn't you?

(RATTLING NOISES)

That's it.

That's it, you demon prick.

You perv.

Why don't you show yourself?

How about showing

all of yourself?

Riley, what the f*ck's

the matter with you?

You sound all horny and sh*t?

RILEY: Hey, demon!

Is that your name?

Or should I say Mr. as*h*le!

(GLASS SHATTERING AND RATTLING)

TOE: h*, h*.

Sick, man.

And I'm not even that

stoned, but I straight

up thought I was going to die.

And I'm not even hard--

well, maybe I am hard.

Maybe one of you--

I'm always hard when

I fear for my life.

It's just instinct.

My heart's f*cking racing.

I can't even lie, that

scared the sh*t out of me.

That was dope, dudes.

We just made a mad breakthrough.

We should really be

proud of ourselves.

Oh, f*ck!

(shrieking)

Holy sh*t.

Toe, get the camera!

f*ck. What the f*ck?

(DARK MUSIC PLAYING)

(STRANGE GROWLING)

Why is this happening to me?

DALLAS: Go get it!

RILEY: No, you get it, as*h*le!

DALLAS: I'm not going to get it!

You're closer.

The bag.

Why ghosts?

Why ghosts?

Why can't we just be like

a normal group of kids?

Who tied this f*cking knot?

DALLAS: What's going on?

I'm trying to get it on!

I just want to get high,

have sex, like normal--

everyone else is having sex.

Turn it on!

It's not working.

DALLAS: What do you

mean it's not working?

It's not f*cking working!

Well, make it work!

Why are we f*cking

hunting ghosts?

This is so f*cked!

Come on!

(ELECTRIC WHIRRING)

(shouting)

DALLAS: Are you

trying to blind me?

And why is it so hot?

My friends need me.

It's cool.

Oh, sh*t!

-Dude.

-It's ready! It's ready!

Ready! What do I do?

TOE: Ow, sh*t! sh*t!

(GRUNTS AND GROANS)

f*ck!

Oh, sh*t, sh*t, sh*t, sh*t.

I'm coming!

(YELLING)

(ZAPPING SOUNDS)

(SHOUTS)

(GLASS RATTLING)

DALLAS: Oh sh*t!

It's over here!

(GHOSTLY SCREAM)

(FRIGHTENED CRIES)

It's in my clothes!

(SHRIEKING) Get the camera!

Get the camera!

(SHUTTER CLICKING)

(SCREAMS AND CAMERA FLASHES)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

(SCREAMING)

DALLAS: That night,

we started something

that couldn't be stopped.

Three best friends about

to find out something

we thought impossible--

answers.

You in the military?

Got a g*n?

Why don't they give you a g*n?

Hey, they won't give

this loser a g*n.

Dammit.

Hey, kid, keep

your feet straight.

I got you a little something.

Dallas, come

help set the table.

One second.

LEAH: Honey, look who's here.

Hey, Dallas.

How you doing, kid?

Hey, Uncle Jim.

Good to see you.

Good to see you too.

How was your

night with the boys?

It was good.

Meg, I need my laptop.

Are you kidding?

Move your sh*t.

We're eating dinner.

LEAH: Don't use

those words, please.

Chaos as usual?

Yeah. Would you like to

join us for dinner?

Yeah, Jim. Stay.

We haven't seen you in months.

Unfortunately, I

have to get going.

I found some things

of your dad's.

You want me to put

them in the garage?

Yes, that'd be great.

Thank you.

I really appreciate

you coming over, Jim.

How are you doing?

How's everyone holding up?

LEAH: Okay.

If you need anything--

anything at all-- you call me.

I will.

Thank you.

-Bye.

-Bye.

Hey, Dallas, when

you've been looking

through your dad's

stuff, you ever come

across an old military GPS?

It's like a telephone

with Velcro on it?

No, I haven't seen

anything like that.

Okay.

Well, if you come across

anything like that,

you'll let me know, right?

Yeah, of course.

Good to see you guys.

Take care.

-MEG: See ya.

-LEAH: Bye.

DALLAS: Bye.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

Oh, get your hands

out of that, creep.

LEAH: Listen, you two, I

want peace in this house

when I'm gone.

Meg, don't forget to take

the trash out before dinner.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, hey.

Uh, you okay?

Keep this closed.

Did you find it?

No.

Let's go.

Mom, what are you

all dressed up for?

Actually, I'm going out

tonight, thank you very much.

With who, moron?

Yes, Myron is

taking me to dinner.

And after a year

of dating, I expect

you to be a bit more kind.

Let's pray.

Okay, fine.

Then I'll pray with

your brother and sister.

You guys, I had the

craziest night last night.

I'm serious.

You got to hear this.

It was unbelievable.

You won't believe it.

We saw a real ghost.

I mean it, and I think

I got it on camera.

It was big-- really big.

It moved like an apparition.

It almost k*lled Toe!

My God, Dallas, shut

up and leave mom alone.

What? What am I doing?

You're constantly

trying to make

her feel stupid for her

beliefs, and it's super lame.

No, I'm not.

This stuff is gnarly.

And if anyone saw what

we saw last night,

they'd feel pretty

different about things.

Dallas, I want you to

stay away from this stuff.

You've been chasing

it for three years

ever since your dad's accident.

And you know what, I'm

done hearing about it.

Whatever your dad did with Jim

in the program or whatever,

it's over.

It's dark, and I don't want you

having anything to do with it.

God damn it.

Why are you so on edge when

you walk through the door?

But you're out all night

chasing invisible monsters

with your friends, and

then you come at us

like we're the weird ones.

Can we just stop and have

a normal dinner for once?

Invisible monsters.

You believe a man in a toga and

Birkenstocks created Jupiter.

Come on.

Most people on Earth

believe in the Bible.

So I guess we are

the crazy ones,

and you are the sole

enlightened one.

I guess so.

Jesus Christ.

Exactly.

Trillions of

galaxies discovered,

and the creator of your universe

is a handsome white dude

that came to this planet

only a few thousand

years ago mind you?

20 billion years after

the planets were created

and millions of years after

life was already here,

but none of that makes sense.

Dallas, now you're

being blasphemous.

But Dad never would have

thought science was crazy.

Well, Dad is gone.

Isn't he?

And he is not coming back.

And I wish you would just

accept that so we could

all move on with our lives.

Look, I love you.

God loves you.

And that's all

anyone here needs.

You don't even

know what God is.

God could be a sea of

energy for all we know.

I guess we still

disagree on a lot of stuff.

And just because

I'm seeing Myron

doesn't mean that I

don't miss your father.

I miss him every single day.

Damn it, I need to

go clean myself up.

Relax your body.

Inhale for 3 seconds.

And exhale. Sigh it out.

Ah.

Shut the f*ck up, Toe.

-Stop.

-You guys.

Shut up, Toe.

Come on, this is important.

Dallas, I'm sorry,

dude, but do you really

think we can contact your dad?

Well, if we do, then I

know he's actually dead.

Come on, guys.

We just did this.

Ghosts contact people all

the time with messages!

Maybe we have to get personal.

You think he's

hiding in the dark?

(MYSTERIOUS MUSIC PLAYING)

Dad, if you're

here, let me know.

Dallas.

Come on, Dad.

Just give me a sign.

Hey, man, maybe we should

go skating or something.

Let's get out of here for a bit.

Get off, dude.

Come on, Dad.

You're the one that got

me into all this dumb sh*t

in the first place.

Why are you so silent now?

Whoa.

What?

What is this?

I've never seen this before.

Oh, my God.

Classified?

Advanced Aerospace Threat

Identification Program.

TOE: Holy sh*t.

You always told me your dad

got you into all this UFO sh*t,

but--

Is that really

what I think it is?

Hell, I never thought

he was this deep.

Neither did I.

What exactly did your

dad tell you he did?

He said he couldn't tell me.

Let me see this for a second.

Oh, this is what

he was looking for.

Hey, guys, come here.

Check this out.

Myers was just

asking me about this.

It's like, some GPS

device or something.

I guess my dad must have hid it.

I don't know.

I wonder if it works.

TOE: What are those numbers?

That's like, software

code or something.

DALLAS: That's

not software code.

These are coordinates.

Just like the ones

in the notebook.

(GARAGE DOOR SQUEAKING)

RILEY: Dallas, Dallas!

Hi, Mrs. Edwards.

What I would do

that body, bro.

I'm sorry, what would

you do to my body, Toe?

Hold you tight, love

on you, protect you--

just be your hero and sh*t.

Like Kevin Costner

in Dance with Horses.

RILEY: Bye, Mrs. Edwards.

Bye.

Hi, Mom.

(ELECTRONIC BLIPS)

(SIZZLING)

We're having bacon?

Pancakes too.

What's he doing here?

Please, not now.

It's fine.

Listen, Dallas, well,

we're kind of celebrating.

Wait, what are you trying

to throw on me right now?

Dallas, honey, sit down.

We have something we

want to tell everyone.

Myron asked me to marry him.

Oh, my God!

What'd you say?

I said yes.

I love Leah, and she loves me.

Yo, excuse me, Boomer,

but nobody asked you.

Dallas!

You don't even

remember Dad, do you?

You don't talk about him.

You don't mention

his name anymore.

Now this?

What the hell is going on?

(PUNK MUSIC PLAYING)

Dude.

No, f*ck dude.

Dude, you're grabbing

my f*cking a*s.

Stop.

They detail a classified

UFO research program.

The Starfish Prime Nuke Test,

the 2003 New York blackouts,

the Tall Route

Race from Atlantis,

the grays, they're all real.

Hi honey, how are you?

Oh, honey, it's

great to see you again.

Stop, you're still pinching!

You're like a blind man

treasure hunting for c*ck.

I'm trying, dude.

Hey Dallas, how does

this work again?

Riley keeps shifting his weight

so my hand touches his d*ck.

Well, you got to

distract him with something

like a like a soft touch

to the chest or whatever.

A soft touch to the chest?

Or whatever.

Yuck.

DALLAS: One more time.

I'm watching now.

-All right, ready?

-Yeah.

Oh, my granddaughter.

Hello.

TOE: You have something

on your shirt.

You keep-- stop!

Just--

What is that?

Like this, as*h*le.

Just come at me.

All right. What's up, man?

How are you?

Not good.

(LAUGHS)

What?

-Well, give it back.

-You're broke.

RILEY: How'd you even do that?

YouTube, shitheads.

And a lot of boring days last

summer at the coffee shop.

Do I have your attention now?

TOE: No.

Come on, guys.

Look, there's pictures.

Did you know the government

actually retrieved

multiple crashed UFOs?

TOE: Yo, Dallas, is

your sister here?

Shut it.

I'm just thinking

out loud here.

We should hang with

her more often.

I like her mind.

Huh? Why-- why

would we do that?

It looks like my dad and Myers

were piloting the program.

It says right here their job

was to pursue, track, and engage

unidentified flying objects.

And a man named Dr. Eric Walker

was their program director.

Let me see that.

Let's see.

All right.

Oh, Dr. Walker.

There's not much here.

It just says that he graduated

from MIT with a doctorate

in theoretical physics.

Holy sh*t.

Apparently he's been

missing for years.

Oh, my God.

That's amazing.

DALLAS: I know, right?

Do you guys have any

idea what this can mean?

TOE: Go ahead, pal.

What's this all mean?

DALLAS: Well, it means

Myers hasn't given

me the full story about my dad.

The government lied,

possibly about everything.

What are you guys looking at?

Nothing, just processing.

DALLAS: Guys, come on.

This is important.

My mom's going to

marry that tool

without even really knowing

what happened to my dad.

Yeah, they might have

lied about your dad's job.

But that doesn't

necessarily mean they

lied about his disappearance.

Dude, disappearing

on the job takes

a whole new meaning

if you hunt advanced

aerial threats for a living.

Either way, I need

the full story--

the real story.

Here, take this device.

The coordinates on it matched

the ones in the notebook,

except these are new ones

we haven't seen before.

Great, more locations

in North Korea or wherever

that we can't get to.

-I'll look into it.

-DALLAS: Thank you.

I think I better give

these documents to Jim.

They weren't just co-pilots,

they were best friends.

So he'll help me for sure.

Dude, what are you looking at?

Dude.

Have you gone insane, man?

Why in the hell would I let

you creep on my sister, idiot?

Because you care about us.

Because best friends make

sacrifices for each other.

Fascist.

I just want to look at your

sister naked just for a minute.

Please, can I just look

at your sister naked?

Come on.

I want to see them t*tties.

No!

Come on.

DALLAS: Toe!

(CIRCLE-JERK-PIBY TOM DELONGE PLAYING)

I can't be fallin' again

I am worn a bit thin

I get bored of

the same scenario

A normal sh*t eating grin

MYERS: Dallas Edwards.

What's up, sport?

I've never seen you here before.

Hey, Jim.

Thanks for seeing me.

Yeah. Come on.

So Dallas, how can

I help you today?

Actually, I did find a

few things in an old box.

Looks like my dad had them

stashed away for some time.

Wow.

It has been a long

time, hasn't it?

That picture was with

these documents too.

These are classified.

Where did you find these?

So they're real?

You could go to

jail for having this.

According to those documents,

almost everything we've been

told about my dad is a lie.

So I'm wondering, has the

story we've been told not true?

Jim?

Of course they

told you the truth.

This was a long time ago.

So why don't I look into seeing

if anything has surfaced,

and, uh, I'll get back to you.

Fair enough?

Really quick, do

you remember this man?

His name is Dr. Eric Walker.

I know who he is.

You do?

MYERS: I mean, I did.

He-- it was a long time ago.

He's a different man now.

What do you mean?

Sorry, Dallas.

I wish I could

help you out more.

Another thing-- you find

anything else in that box?

Nope.

Nothing else.

Okay.

Then have a good day.

You too.

Hey, say hi to

your mom for me.

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

We have a situation.

I need a surveillance team

deployed tonight on that kid.

I may have found Walker's

missing hardware.

(LINE CLICKS)

DALLAS:

One time I read that reality

is created by the observer.

Like, if a tree falls in a

forest and nobody's there,

does it make a sound?

Well, now scientists

say that the tree

doesn't even f*cking

exist unless there's

someone there to see it.

Think about that.

Enjoy.

Can I help you?

Hi. Can I just get a bottle--

Ah! Let me stop you.

I know, you're

thinking pour over.

But, it's crazy, everyone

wants pour over these days.

And really, you just,

like, need a break.

I think a matcha latte

is going to get your day

in the right direction.

Let me sort you out.

Yeah, could I just get

a bottle of water, please?

Hi.

Hi.

Hey, beat it.

I've worked here

way longer than you.

Um--

Hi.

Hi. Could I just get a

bottle of water, please?

Bottle of water?

Oh, right.

Thanks.

One water.

Two bucks.

I've never seen you here before.

I just moved here

like seven days ago.

Oh, yeah?

Well, I'm Dallas.

That's an interesting name.

-Kelly.

-DALLAS: Kelly.

Nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you.

Uh, random question,

but is the beach nearby?

I actually haven't seen it yet.

Want a tour?

I'll f*cking show you

the beach right now.

I don't care.

I'll quit this stellar

career and give you a tour--

be your guide.

f*ck it.

Thanks.

Have a good one.

I dare you.

Come on.

(CHUCKLING) Okay.

(ELECTRONIC MUSIC PLAYING)

So why are you actually

hiding out in Encinitas?

as*ault?

m*rder?

Oh yeah, you got me.

I'm actually a master villain.

I knew it.

So this is the tour?

Patience.

We're almost there.

Wait, can I trust you?

What, you don't follow random

dudes into the mountains?

Come on.

You got no issues here.

I follow strange people

into all sorts of places,

even typical San Diego

skateboarders like you.

Ouch.

But I'm so much more than that.

Well, in that

case, I apologize.

You are a deep and

emotionally complex man.

That's more like it.

You are a bit forward,

I'll give you that.

Well, thank you.

We have just about arrived.

Come on, it's just

down this way.

Oh, sh*t.

Just almost ate it.

Take them off.

Huh?

Your shoes.

They make it a lot

harder to walk.

Just don't look down.

Look up at the view.

It's beautiful up here.

You want to hear

something kind of cool?

Well, now that you've

got me here, I do sort of

expect to be entertained.

Good.

My dad said he wanted

to show me something.

I thought it was

going to be this view,

the tide or whatever.

The water was like

glass that night.

But then, right

above that horizon,

there's this little white

light dangling in the sky.

No big deal, but it moved like

nothing I'd ever seen before.

It was the craziest sh*t.

Darting across the

sky like magic.

What, like, a UFO?

How do you know it wasn't

a plane or something?

Well, at first

I thought it was.

But UFOs, they have this

certain thing about them.

They don't really fly.

Well, they say they pull and

bend on the surrounding area.

At least that's the legend--

snapping around

from here to there.

To them, though,

it's a straight shot.

How do you know

so much about UFOs?

Are you a weirdo?

(LAUGHS)

My dad used to tell me

a lot about this stuff.

I'm now starting to

think he must have known

a lot more about it than he

told me, because I actually just

found out he was a part of a

super-secret military program

that studied them.

What did he do

for the military?

Well, officially

he was a pilot.

But anything he ever

did was classified,

so I never, like, really knew.

You know what I mean?

Then one day he went

to work as usual

and, uh, just never came back.

I'm sorry.

That's horrible.

Nah, it's fine.

I just go one day at a time--

try to keep my mind

on better things.

What about you?

Why are you actually

in Encinitas?

Uh...

My dad is sick.

These promising new

treatments at UCSD.

So I'm just partying out here

while he's in the hospital.

Jesus.

We have pathetic

lives, don't we?

I thought this was

going to be fun.

God damn it.

This was like the

worst date ever.

Oh, so you're calling

this a date now.

I'm not sure yet.

I'll let you know.

Yeah. Well, that

meeting was a joke.

Of course it was.

Why, he didn't say anything?

Nothing. He wasn't

about to tell me sh*t.

What did he say?

I'll look into it.

And then he took

all the documents

and locked them in the safe.

What a douchebag.

Yeah.

At least we still

have the device.

No way I'm letting him get that.

Yeah, he may have

taken those reports.

But I actually found something

kind of interesting here.

So that location

from the device,

I actually looked it up.

Guys, there's some weird

sh*t happening there lately.

DALLAS: Like what?

Check it out.

It's crazy.

Your dad only had one

set of coordinates

on that military GPS, so

I feel like that's kind of

important to the story I guess.

Please stop guessing.

I'm a scientist.

Man, it's so strange how

my dad had these coordinates

of paranormal hotspots

in the notebook and now

on this device, when they were

supposed to be studying UFOs.

Where is this?

Only an hour East from here.

Sounds dumb. Let's not go.

RILEY: Maybe it's all connected.

You know, like, UFOs aren't

what we think they are.

We might as well

go out there and see.

It's not like your dad's

prick friend at the Navy

is going to help us at all.

This might be dangerous.

It might be frightening.

This might make

me sh*t my pants.

DALLAS: Road trip.

-RILEY: Road trip.

-TOE: No!

(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)

(SQUEALING)

Why are we bringing

some random chick along?

I know, dude.

This is serious stuff.

We're here to investigate,

not finger bang.

Again, that's why

your dad's not coming.

Yo, guys, she's cool.

Trust me.

Okay?

I'll be right back.

Is that your d*ck?

Oh no!

-Tickle! Tickle!

-Ow. Stop!

-Let me suck it!

-Get off! f*ck.

So you must be Dallas.

Hi. Yes, ma'am.

And you're taking my daughter

camping with you this weekend--

with them?

(SHOUTING)

Yes, ma'am.

We-- we love camping.

I'm a-- I'm a

camping kind of man.

Will there be

an adult with you?

A licensed driver?

Yes, ma'am. My friend

Toe will be driving.

He's super responsible.

(SCREAMING AND HONKING)

Hey, honey.

Just-- just one--

just one second.

She can't go.

They're assholes.

RILEY: m*therf*cker,

let go of me!

(PLAY FIGHTING)

f*ck! Are you kidding?

-Yeah!

-Get the f*ck off!

Good job, assholes!

TOE: What happened?

Her mom heard your d*ck stuff

and wouldn't let her come.

(LAUGHTER)

Oh, is that funny?

Ow!

Don't get f*cking mad at me.

Toe is the one who attacked

my-- my-- my d*ck and ba*ls.

I'll do it again if I want.

f*ck!

TOE: Well, it was rapey

in my f*cking opinion.

Holy sh*t.

That's the girl?

RILEY: Oh, sh*t. She's rad.

Drive.

(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)

(SINISTER MUSIC PLAYING)

(POP MUSIC PLAYING)

So are you guys

always this quiet

or are you just scared of girls?

No, we're not scared.

Just, look, we like girls.

We're just protecting

our hearts right now.

Come on, man.

Leave her alone.

How did you two meet anyway?

Well, your friend

Dallas gave me a tour

of the beach the other day.

Hey, do girls stare

at themselves naked?

What?

Toe, cut it out, man.

Toe?

Is that your name?

No, it's a nickname.

It stands for Theory

Of Everything.

So what's your real name then?

Lester.

(GIGGLING)

Ow!

God.

Fire hazard.

So Dallas says you guys are into

like hunting ghosts and stuff?

Is there ghosts or

something in the mountains

that I should know about?

Remember how I told

you about my dad's work?

KELLY: Yeah.

Well, we found

a location in one

of his old military

notebooks that may be--

interesting.

Unverified.

What does that mean?

TOE: What do you

think about Bigfoot?

(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING)

KELLY: Wow, that's a pretty nice

coffeemaker for a camping trip.

The f*ck is that?

Shut it.

You all will be thanking me

tomorrow morning

when you're sipping

on a hot cup of God's juice.

Hey yo, Riley, what

exactly should we

be looking for out here again?

Lucifer, dumbass.

Well, maybe.

But I'd suggest we

do a night hike--

listen for sounds, look for

footprints and sh*t like that.

Really, anything the dark

is fun in my opinion.

You guys are fun.

I love this.

I don't.

I think they're

immature and reckless.

They need better mothers.

Apparently there

have been missing

people out here for decades--

like people vanishing

within feet from each other.

It's creepy stuff.

Great.

That sounds awesome.

Well, whether you like

it or not, it's happening.

Let me guess, he is

the inquisitive one.

He has been known to be

above average at school.

Not like Toe.

Complete opposite.

I was what the doctors

diagnosed as salacious.

(OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING)

So have you guys ever

seen any actual ghosts?

Well, the closest

we ever got was

Riley's mom in a bathing suit.

(STRANGE SOUNDS)

What was that?

It's classified.

I'd tell you then, but then

I'd have to f*ck your dad.

No, the noise you dickhead.

Did you not hear that?

(RUSTLING)

I heard that.

There's something over there.

Whatever it is, it's moving.

Let's go.

Go where?

To where the adventure is.

Grab your bag.

(STRANGE SOUNDS)

TOE: Were you

serious about people

disappearing and all that sh*t?

RILEY: f*ck yeah, I'm serious.

People would be walking like

this close to each other,

and then they'd turn away

for literally like a second

and the person would be gone.

There are rumors of people

seeing shapes, apparitions.

People from all

over the world come

here looking for the bodies.

None of them are ever found.

(STRANGE NOISES)

It's that way.

KELLY: Okay.

So what do we do?

What are we standing here for?

Come on.

(EXHALES DEEPLY)

(MYSTERIOUS MUSIC PLAYING)

DALLAS: Oh, sh*t.

-Who's--

-TOE: God.

DALLAS: Who's first?

(NERVOUS LAUGHTER)

RILEY: You think

something's in there?

DALLAS: I hope not.

Guys, people get

r*ped in caves.

What?

How the f*ck would you

know something like that?

I know all kinds of things.

I have psychic gifts.

Oh f*ck, I'm going to throw up.

I'm so high.

(RETCHING)

We need to go in.

I'm in.

Kelly, if you're scared, I

can wait out here with you.

I'm going in.

f*ck, you said

that awfully fast.

We didn't come all this

way just to turn back, right?

I disagree.

He's in.

Let's do this.

(DARK MUSIC PLAYING)

Jesus, what's that smell?

It's awful.

Was that me?

Come on, guys.

Keep moving.

(WAILING)

Okay.

I'm starting to get

a bit freaked out.

Yeah, me too.

Guys, I need to

tell you something.

What's up?

All those missing

person cases,

they're occurring

throughout the world,

and they're all happening

near natural cave systems.

(STRANGE NOISES)

Where's Toe?

(WHISPERED SHOUT) Toe!

Toe!

Where'd he go?

Toe!

f*ck.

Toe!

Toe!

Stop being an idiot.

(GROWLING)

TOE: (DISTANTLY) Oh, my God!

Bigfoot!

Suck my d*ck, beast!

I will not die tonight!

Oh, my God!

(GRUNTS AND GROANS)

RILEY: What the f*ck.

You idiot, get off.

TOE: Bear with

me, I'm in danger.

RILEY: Get off.

DALLAS: Where's the way out?

RILEY: Who the f*ck's

unzipping their pants.

TOE: Hold on.

I have something.

DALLAS: Oh sh*t, it's behind us.

Let's go!

KELLY: What do you

mean it's behind us?

(KELLY SCREAMS)

(GROWLING)

(TERRIFIED SHOUTS)

-DALLAS: Oh sh*t!

-RILEY: Go! Go!

sh*t!

KELLY: Run!

Oh, it's real!

It's definitely real!

(GROWLING AND HEAVY FOOT STOMPS)

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

sh*t!

sh*t!

sh*t!

-What do we do?

-I don't know.

I don't want to die.

Let's hide in the tent!

Why would we hide in the tent?

Maybe it hates tents!

Why the f*ck

would it hate tents?

Just get in the tent!

God damn it.

(STRANGE HOWLING)

What the f*ck.

We're gonna die!

(MUFFLED SPEECH)

(WHISPERING) Shut the f*ck up.

Shut the f*ck up.

Oh, my God, it's his d*ck.

Shh. Shh.

Stop it.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

(MUFFLED WORDS)

(STRANGE HOWLING)

(HEAVY FOOTSTEPS)

RILEY: I think he's gone.

Check to see if it's gone.

Hell no, I'm not checking

to see if it's gone.

What the f*ck.

Get the f*ck out

there and check.

-You get the f*ck--

-Go out the door and check.

-You go--

-Go and--

You go out there.

Just go out the door.

-Okay.

-Go. Go.

(URINATING)

Oh, God, no!

(GROANS)

Oh, God.

Oh, God, no!

It's still here.

It's still here.

(GROWLS)

(RETCHING)

I'm covered in piss.

(GRUNTING)

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

(g*n SHOT)

Whoa!

(PAINFUL HOWLING)

Is that--

I know you.

You're Dr. Walker.

Never heard of him.

Who are you?

Sir, I smell like piss.

I need a mint--

badly.

If you aren't Dr. Walker,

then who are you?

The Bigfoot Hunter?

(LAUGHING) Bigfoot.

Yeah. You're crazy.

Then you wouldn't

happen to know anything

about the Advanced Aviation

Threat Identification Program,

would you?

What about Aaron Edwards?

Wouldn't happen to know

about him either then?

Who's asking?

His son, Dallas.

Aaron Edwards was the best

pilot who ever worked for me.

He was tuned into

the right frequency,

if you know what I mean.

I knew it was you.

The question is, how

did you guys get here?

I'm betting that

you found something

that you shouldn't have, and

you turned it on, didn't ya?

I don't know what

you're talking about.

Give it to me.

Give what?

The GPS.

Look, I know that

it brought you here.

I invented the thing.

What's it do?

We only saw one

set of coordinates.

With the right code, this

will open up coordinates that'll

show you all sorts of things.

I invented this technical

and very expensive

device to track

microgravitational anomalies.

UFOs tend to congregate

in one place.

And when they do, we can

track microfluctuations

in the gravity of

the atmosphere.

You understand?

What was that thing

back there in the woods?

I don't know, a bear.

Hell if I know.

Right, a bear.

We just saw a giant

furry man-thing back there.

What the hell was that?

With sharp teeth.

Yeah, I don't think so.

UFO technology to play

with your perception.

It's a parlor trick.

It's semi-supernatural--

a hologram

of fire, a burning bush.

How about this, a burning

bush that can talk, huh?

Makes you think, doesn't it?

This stuff is going to

alter and shatter any idea

you have about reality.

So my advice, you

just go on your way.

Okay?

Go back to your sleepaway camp.

I f*cking love sleepaway camp.

Wait, doc-- what happened

the night my dad disappeared?

DR. WALKER: I think

the only person who

can answer that is your father.

The night he disappeared,

that's the last anybody

ever saw of him.

Are you kidding me?

That's all you got?

Things that we

don't understand

tend to make us angry,

and they should.

Well, is he dead or not?

I don't know, son.

But now that I think of

it, I may have something

that can answer this riddle.

Here's a map.

Meet me at my place

tomorrow at 2:00--

just north of here

in the high desert.

And don't tell anybody.

You understand me?

You tell no one.

Have a good night.

Sir, we got Walker.

The kids found him.

(QUIET MUSIC PLAYING)

You guys know I made out

with Kathleen Snyder here once.

Unverified.

Oh, I verified that a*s.

Then prove to us she got

diarrhea the next morning.

Oh-- not tonight.

What is this place?

Just a spot we go to

when nothing else is open.

Summer is finally starting

to get a bit better, right?

Yeah.

Yeah, I guess it is.

You know, your friends are--

a riot.

That's a good thing, right?

Yeah, very.

You're really

lucky to have them.

When my dad got sick,

I felt really alone.

My friends just didn't have

that much to give I guess.

That sucks.

Want to know something

kind of cool?

Sure.

There was this scientist

in Japan who did a bunch

of studies on human intention.

So he wrote down a bunch of

words on small pieces of paper,

like m*rder, hate,

violence, and then peace,

and hope, and love, or whatever.

And when he stuck

those pieces of paper

to little dishes of

water and froze it,

there were all these different

results under a microscope.

Okay.

You have my attention.

Well, the bad words--

the negative ones-- they froze

as these ugly, gelatinous blobs

with no form and no shape.

But the good ones, they

froze as these perfectly

symmetrical ice crystals, like

magical microscopic snowflakes.

So I guess what I'm

getting at is, just

by using our intention,

just how we choose to feel,

I believe it can

really change things.

So there's still

hope for your dad.

I think he's going

to be just fine.

(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING)

Woo!

(LAUGHS)

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

Hello?

You're so stressed out.

I am stressed out because I--

You know, even though

Dallas is the worst,

this is why I come home.

What's going on?

Why do you look so exhausted?

It's a long story.

I got to run.

What is this, an intervention?

Honey, there's something

we need to talk to you about.

Look, I'd love

to chat and stuff--

Myron and I were

talking, and we decided

it would be best to move to

his house in Newport Beach

after we get married next month.

Next month?

-MYRON: Dallas--

-Newport?

We don't want

to wait, buddy.

Are you kidding me?

I love your mom, and I want

to be part of this family.

Excuse me?

But you have no idea

what's going on, do you?

None of you guys have any

idea what's happening.

I'm literally about to

find out what happened

to dad after all these years.

We may finally learn

what actually happened!

I'm this close.

So no-- no--

you can't do this.

Not now.

Do you know how

crazy you sound?

You have no more

information than I do.

Let it go, Dallas.

You know what, you

do sound crazy!

I'm not crazy!

Dallas, what is

wrong with you?

Me?

What's wrong with me?

What about you?

You're wasting away,

drinking yourself to sleep.

Crying, going high,

going low, crash-landing

into bed every

night until we don't

even recognize you anymore.

And worst of all, you're just

using Myron to hide the pain.

You are not in charge of me.

Do you know what it's like

to be alone at my age?

You don't!

Nobody to help me raise Roman.

Nobody at all to lean on.

Nobody to-- nobody to love me.

But you are loved!

You're just too damn scared

to face the life you actually

have instead of glue together

a shitty version of the one

you want!

Dallas, listen to me.

Look, you can finally start

classes in LA or Orange County.

You can meet new friends.

This could be the fresh

start that you need.

Oh yeah, and how would

you know what I need?

I already went to your schools.

I went to your churches.

I played sports in your shitty

neighborhood sports leagues.

And now you think

I'm crazy, right?

Dad never thought I was crazy.

Well, your dad isn't here.

You can't marry

that douchebag!

(SHATTERING)

Dallas, come back here.

Dallas, don't leave.

(CRYING)

DALLAS: They say

our brain is a transducer.

It converts one thing

into something else.

It takes invisible

energies all around us

and converts them into reality

the moment we think it.

So what do people create?

Or, most importantly, what

do they create when they're

filled with fear and hate?

What have we created then?

All right, I think this is it.

Oh, I'm so hungry.

All I have

are these pot brownies.

You shitheads want some?

I'm good.

You okay?

It's just family sh*t.

Oh sh*t, did I just

eat six of these?

You ate six?

You're an idiot.

You know what, stop

eating so much f*cking pot.

Stop.

So annoying.

Okay, these are the coordinates.

This has to be it.

It's like the only

dwelling for miles.

The only people

who live out here are nudists.

Or genius scientists on

the top 10 Most Wanted list.

Any of us even know

why he's wanted at all?

No.

Touching genitals.

20 bucks says he's wanted for

a masturbation-related m*rder.

Yeah.

Well, let's find out.

Toe, let me out.

Let her out, Toe.

You dropped your map.

You dropped your pocket.

Hello?

Dr. Walker, are you in there?

Thank God it's you.

Come on in.

Yo, your house

looks creepy as f*ck.

(MYSTERIOUS MUSIC PLAYING)

DR. WALKER: Anybody see

anything out of the ordinary?

Anything unusual, like a

black car or helicopter?

No, uh, I don't think so.

(HELICOPTER BLADES WHIRRING)

So Doc, what

are we doing here?

It really is all real.

Oh, all this and more.

They don't want you

to know anything.

KELLY: What is all this stuff?

Yeah, what is all this stuff?

Are you part of a cult?

No.

No. Far from it.

Okay, are we in danger?

I mean, are we going to die?

Well, you don't have

to be so dramatic.

But truthfully, the

answers aren't easy.

However, we do know a

lot more than when I was

working with Dallas's father.

Like what?

Well, for centuries man

has told the story of God--

how God created the universe.

And the universe was

a well-ordered place

with man at the center.

But then man began to ponder--

thinking about a

spiritual world,

a world you can't see but

filled with angels and demons--

a story told within all

the religions combined.

Then came the 1940s and

things began to merge.

We discovered a new life form--

not human, not spirit,

but very very advanced.

We didn't know whether or

not they were good or evil

primarily because

they wouldn't talk

to us, at least not directly.

But lately, they've been showing

themselves more frequently.

And I-- I think

your father saw them

up close and personal on the

night that he disappeared.

So then, like, what

planet are they coming from?

Well, it's a bit

more complex than that.

You ever wonder why the

world is such a mess--

why one part of the

world is Democratic,

believes in free

will, the other part

authoritarian,

a loss of individuality?

Its competing races

and the influence

that they have on mankind.

So from the depths of the

ocean, to the far reaches

of any mountain range,

or, hell, up to the--

the dark side of the moon,

they've always been there.

And throughout millennia,

they would pop up every couple

of hundred years,

and they would teach us

something important

about mathematics

or language or science.

But we hear these

voices in our head.

We get these ideas--

an epiphany.

You see, they have

been teaching us

and advancing us all this time.

Set.

There's no way the

government was ever

going to tell us this, right?

There's no way people

can actually handle this.

Now, you're using your brain.

You see, these are

things we already knew.

We just didn't realize it.

And the rest of the

world, well, if they knew,

it would scare the

pants off them.

You're saying we

already know this stuff,

which we clearly don't.

So what's the connection?

What am I missing here?

The story you seek--

the entire story-- it's right

there in front of your eyes

hiding in plain sight.

sh*t!

Someone followed us.

-Okay.

-sh*t.

-All right then.

-Wait! What about my dad?

You said you had

something for me, right?

-We can't leave it--

-I'm sorry.

We're going to have

to put a pin in it.

I know where the next

landing is going to be.

Everybody, let's go.

Get off the rug!

Climb in. Hurry!

-What's down there?

-Answers.

All right.

Run!

Run!

Just go!

Go! Go!

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

as*ault.

Oh sh*t.

DALLAS: Toe! Let's go!

Come on!

Come on!

All right, guys--

guys-- guys, hold on.

Hold on.

All right, look,

just keep running.

Get to the end of the tunnel.

There's a highway there, Okay?

I'll meet you there,

but don't look back!

Just keep going, Okay?

Jesus.

You go! Just go!

I just realized right now

that guy's f*cking insane.

What do we do?

Do we help him or do

we get out of here?

Guys, this might be the most

important night of our lives.

I say we stay.

I mean, what else

are we going to do?

In all honesty,

dudes, I probably won't

remember anything from tonight.

Sorry.

What the f*ck was that?

f*ck this, I'm out of here.

Come on, open the door!

What are you guys doing here?

What was that back there?

Better we destroy everything

than let them

get their hands on it.

Who are you talking about?

The agency-- the government

agency that doesn't exist.

It's who your father

and I used to work for.

They're behind this.

Come on!

Come on, get the door!

Come on.

Was that a f*cking g*n?

Just get the door open for--

Okay!

Go!

Go! Go!

LEAH: Hi, honey it's mom.

Where are you?

I'm starting to get worried.

You should come home.

Listen, I'm sorry about earlier.

I love you.

Bye.

Hands. Hands!

Show me your hands!

Hey, Doc.

Dallas.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

DALLAS: What's happening?

RILEY: Are we going

to be arrested?

Don't worry, you're

going to be fine.

He's taking us to a

place I used to work at.

Dallas.

It looks like you've gotten

yourself into a bit of trouble.

Where are we?

Officially?

RAM site operations facility.

Never heard of it.

It's because it doesn't exist.

What about my friends?

Where are they?

Your friends are fine, except

for one who won't stop crying.

Dallas, I'm going to need

to know what you know.

I don't know what

you're talking about.

We know about your little

rendezvous with Walker.

The one thing we don't

know is the location

of the upcoming event.

I'm going to need you

to fill me in on that.

I also know you found the

device I asked you about.

I need to know

what's on that too.

Okay.

Okay, I'm going to

level with you here.

The device-- the thing

is, I don't have it.

He took it.

But if you let us out of here,

I promise you I will do my very

best to not help you at all.

Hey!

You think you're the only one

that cared about your father?

I was there with him

that day on the airplane!

I lost my best friend, Dallas.

I'm still trying to figure

out what happened that day.

That's why I need you

to tell me what you

know so that we can

make sure nothing

like that ever happens again.

Do you understand me?

Tell me you understand me!

What do you think is

waiting for you out there--

enlightenment, peaceful contact?

What if you find what

you're looking for,

Dallas, and it's bad news?

What then?

According to Dr. Walker,

they may not all be bad.

Possibly.

But they are gods,

Dallas, and they

can crush us in an instant.

They are only good if it

serves their interest.

Walker is leading

you into disaster.

Walker is the only one

being honest with me.

Honest?

Walker?

He's not your friend, Dallas.

He's the furthest thing from it.

Ask him why he's on the run.

Better yet, ask him what

happened to your father.

See what happens there.

He already told

me what happened.

No, I don't think so.

Ask him what really

happened to your father.

You want honesty from me?

I don't need to tell

you any of this.

Because this thing

is bigger than you.

It's bigger than me.

It's bigger than all of us.

Come on, Jim.

Just let us go.

This is so f*cking stupid.

You can't hide nature.

Whatever this turns out to

be, it's how the universe is.

We can't hide reality, man.

Well, I'm not going

to let you do this.

I already lost your father.

I'm not going to let you

go down the same path.

So if you're not going

to tell me anything,

then I guess we'll never know.

Or we can do this the hard way.

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

Dallas.

Oh, my God, I was so

worried about you.

I'm fine.

I'm fine. I'm fine.

All right, you guys,

everything cool?

Yeah. Yeah.

Yeah, we're good.

Is he still crying?

Yeah.

He's-- he's been

crying for awhile.

I'm sorry, I'm emotional.

But I did sneak my

phone in my underwear.

Now, I don't know if I'm

getting a signal in here,

but I have been getting

some notifications.

It keeps vibrating.

What did Myers say?

He asked about the landing.

Did you tell him I know.

No.

Good.

How is that good?

How is any of this good?

Because it means the event

is still secret with us.

It buys us time.

Look, Dallas, there are options.

There are ways out.

I just got to think.

Hey kid, give me your phone.

Fine. It might

smell a bit weird.

Just give it to me.

What the hell?

Sorry, I just needed a

little piece of metal--

something short and

skinny to open the lock.

Hey, hold on.

What?

I don't trust you.

What?

Look, we went to your shack

because you said you were

going to tell me about my dad.

Right?

If I'm going to

keep following you,

I'm going to need

some answers, man.

Okay.

What is it, Dallas?

What would you like to know?

Why are you on the run?

I see that you and

Myers talked about

something other than locations.

Come on, it's a

simple question!

Simple questions don't

always mean simple answers.

Then start talking.

The agency and I have

a fundamental difference

of opinion.

You satisfied?

No, not at all.

Then I'll make

it easy for you.

The agency feels that the

average man can't handle

the complexity of all of this--

that they're going to screw

up everything beyond belief.

They feel that only the

elite, the most educated,

the most benevolent

should be in charge--

those should be the

ones in control.

RILEY: Yeah, that makes

sense like 60 years ago.

But why keep it a secret now?

Because it was the

right thing to do then.

All programs will rot from

within after 60 years.

Well, why did

Myers make it seem

like you were the bad guy here?

Because Myers is terrified

of what he doesn't know.

He's like an overgrown infant.

But the agency, you

know, they trust him.

They don't blame him because

he's saving lives, isn't he?

And what about you?

You're fine in all this?

How do you cope so easily

if it's all so terrifying?

Cope!

What are you f*cking kidding me?

Cope!

I'm scared out of

my wits, Dallas.

The fundamental difference is I

wish to understand that which I

do not know, and

I will sacrifice

myself so that the people of

the world might understand.

Listen, Dallas, you and I, we

haven't known each other long,

but I have a feeling that

we're cut from the same cloth.

And I know your dad.

Do you trust me?

Can I take you someplace

tonight and show you

something that will

absolutely change your world?

Okay.

It's unlocked.

What do you mean

it's unlocked?

What do you mean,

what do I mean?

It's not locked.

It's open.

It's ajar.

What about my phone?

Oh, I broke it.

(WHISPERS) Toe, let's go.

Let's go.

Perfect.

Now, let's see

where they take us.

All right.

QUIET. OKAY?

All right, hurry through.

This is not a place you

want to stick around.

(OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING)

Ah!

Toe, let's go!

Do you even know

where you're going?

Of course I know

where I'm going.

I practically built the place.

Guys, I just saw

actual space creature.

Like, real f*cking

aliens back there.

All right. All right.

Just contain yourself.

Okay. It's always scary

the first time.

But people can handle it.

You can handle it.

Just think of it it's

another life form.

It's like seeing a squid

for the first time, Okay?

All right?

Just contain yourself, Okay?

Let's go.

Well, which way is it?

Just give me a second.

You don't remember?

Of course I remember.

Hey, I am high.

Get your sh*t together.

How dare you.

Cry about it.

Maybe I will.

Jesus, Toe.

Shut the f*ck up and

let's get out of here!

Guys, guys, guys

we have to go.

Let's go.

Oh sh*t, there's a guard.

Okay, there's only one of him.

Okay? Just stand your ground.

We gotta get the key

out of his pocket.

Hey Toe, get back here.

No, it's all good.

I'm going to pickpocket the key.

You're horrible

at pickpocketing!

Get back here.

No, I'm great at it.

You taught me.

We're dead.

f*ck.

-He's going to k*ll us.

-Piece of sh*t.

Hey.

I'm Brian.

I'm the new IT guy.

I know we didn't

get a chance to meet

at the orientation or anything.

But anyway, there's

no easy way for me

to say this-- basically,

all the IT guys,

they know about the downloads.

And, uh, you know, you're not

supposed to have that stuff

on government property.

Okay, you dirty, dirty dog.

But I won't give you

a hard time about it.

If I can just see your phone,

I won't tell you supervisor.

Man, who the f*ck are you?

-I'm no one.

-How'd you get in here?

-I'm-- I'm--

-How'd you get in here?

Hey!

Get his keys.

Come on, guys.

Let's get to the tarmac.

Something doesn't seem right.

This is too easy.

But just lay low, Okay?

We've got to get out of here.

Come on.

Oh, my God.

Is that what I think it is?

Holy sh*t.

Have they reverse

engineered it yet?

Yeah, yeah.

They've been working

on that since the '60s.

I thought Roswell

was in the '40s.

It was in the '40s.

Then two decades later,

they started work on that.

And then they started

work on this thing

called the Locust

in the early 2000s.

Come on. Come on.

There's a vehicle over there.

That's going to be our escape.

I'll drive.

No, you suck at

driving, as*h*le.

-f*ck off, I'm in charge.

-You're too high.

You're going to drive

at 5 miles per hour.

You know I always drive

considerately when I'm high.

Shut up. Everyone, shut up.

-Are you high?

-Yes.

You drive.

(ENGINE RUMBLES)

(ADVENTUROUS MUSIC PLAYING)

-TOE: Oh, God.

-DR. WALKER: Go.

I got it.

Go! Go!

Go! Go!

Look out.

Look out.

No, Toe, stop!

They've got g*ns.

Toe, you have to turn!

Stop yelling at me!

RILEY: Toe, you suck at driving!

Put your seat belt on.

-DR. WALKER: Hey!

-Oh, my God.

-You're going to hit them!

-No!

Stop! Stop!

Stop! Stop!

RILEY: Stop!

Stop!

Stop!

Stop!

(SHOUTING)

(CREAKING AND METALLIC GROANS)

Are you an idiot, Toe?

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYING)

LEAH: I've called him

over 10 times, Myron.

He's not returning my calls.

I don't understand.

He probably hasn't

checked his phone.

He's probably--

He always has his phone.

Maybe he doesn't have service.

Oh, please.

Where would he be that

he doesn't have service?

-(DOORBELL RINGS)

-I don't know.

(SIRENS)

Yeah. We can't find Kelly,

and we thought

she might be here.

Oh, no. You too?

DR. WALKER: Come on, Dallas.

Faster!

We don't have much time.

I'm going as fast as I can!

Oh sh*t, it's my mom.

God, she keeps calling.

I can't talk right now.

Just answer it.

-Are you serious?

-Yes! Answer it!

God damn. Hi, Mom.

Not a great time right now.

Oh Dallas, thank God.

Is Kelly with you?

You're never going to

believe what happened.

Okay, listen, I have

Kelly's parents with me.

I'm going to put

you on speakerphone.

Dallas, you have to come home.

Now!

We saw a real live alien.

(GARBLED SPEECH)

What? What?

We tied up this--

(GARBLED SPEECH)

Wait. Wait, you're breaking up.

We can't hear you.

There were lots of--

(GARBLED SPEECH)

We tried to hit

him in the d*ck.

I think Dallas's

d*ck is handcuffed.

In the c*ck.

Hey. Hey. Hey.

That's your mother.

I think she's

with sex addicts.

-What are you talking about?

-(YELLING)

TOE: Whiskey, Tango, Mayo.

Listen up, this

is Captain Myers.

I don't have much

time, so listen up.

Soldiers, this is an order.

I want you to look at

the man next to you.

Love that m*therf*cker, and

then slowly take him inside--

Get this m*therf*cker

off the radio.

Shift to secondary.

What the f*ck are

you laughing at?

Guys, no matter what

happens, you stay calm.

Okay?

What the hell?

Do you guys feel that?

(BLADES WHIRRING)

(SIRENS BLARING)

(OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING)

What's that?

Dallas, what are you doing?

Dallas, no!

He was called here.

This is his experience.

f*ck.

Well, what do we do?

All right, I'm going

to buy some time.

You guys go.

Go-- go be with him.

You, come-- come-- come here.

Come here.

You give this to Dallas, Okay?

You promise me.

-Okay.

-Okay, go.

-Go.

-Yeah.

Move out.

Check the perimeter.

Let's go.

Let's go.

Threats inbound.

Shadow 1, air defense.

Bogey at starboard.

2 o'clock high.

Call the visual. Over.

Sir, we have two F-18s

inbound on intercept.

We have them on comms now.

Record everything.

Copy that.

Jim, what are you doing?

They're just kids.

Put away your g*ns.

These are adversaries

we know very little about.

Jim, You and I both know

they're more powerful,

and we can't win.

We have to use the

weapons we have--

free will, morality,

consciousness.

Jesus, Jim.

We've been fighting

this for 70 years,

and nothing's come of it.

(AIRCRAFT ROARING)

Let's go!

Let's go! Let's go!

DALLAS: Whenever

somebody has an experience

like I had, it's hard for them

to understand why they can't

remember every specific detail.

You have glimpses, feelings,

and knowing within,

but it's hard to explain.

And when you do, it kind of

sounds absurd, like trying

to explain a bizarre dream.

(ELECTRONIC PULSE)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

(ELECTRONIC PULSE)

(ELECTRONIC PULSE)

(WHIRRING AND ZAPS)

(SHOUTING)

DALLAS: All possibilities

are layered within

different waves of energy,

and our mind is the only

thing that can make them real.

So if everything is happening

right on top of each other,

forces of nature can cause

them to bleed into one another.

Sometimes that's a good thing.

Sometimes it's not.

And sometimes, machines are

even used to interfere with us,

and that's not good at all.

But if you could calm your

mind, choose love over hate,

you will connect to

the right frequency.

Because if we don't,

if we tune in to darkness

and give in to fear, someone

else will create a reality here

that suits them and not us.

So it really

doesn't matter if we

call ourselves

Christian, Muslim,

atheist, or just dreamers--

that boxes you in and

misses the point entirely.

Dallas!

Dallas.

Hey, I got you.

You're okay.

Come on.

You all right?

It's all right.

Let's get him out of here.

(ELECTRONIC MUSIC PLAYING)

You okay?

Yeah, I think so.

What you did--

walking towards that craft--

took courage.

It was probably a

stupid thing to do.

Whatever it was, it was a once

in a lifetime kind of thing,

you know?

Look, uh, I'm going to need

you to keep quiet about this.

You going to be good with that?

Yeah.

I'm cool with that.

You're a good man, Dallas.

Everything's going

to be all right.

Hey, Jim?

Do you think my dad would

have done what I did tonight?

I know he would have.

I know this because I saw

him do it with my own eyes.

He was the bravest man I knew.

And he talked about

you all the time.

He loved you.

See you soon.

Bet you guys think

this is pretty crazy.

Let me tell you, I have

had the gnarliest week

I've ever had in my life.

You want to know about the sh*t?

I can tell you about the sh*t.

You know, this was

like the best date ever.

Are you calling

this a date now?

I'll let you know.

Dallas.

(LAUGHS)

Come here.

Woo!

You good?

Yeah.

Oh, my God.

Okay, Dr. Walker had to go.

But he-- he gave me this.

It might be about your dad.

He did it.

Thanks.

-We did it.

-We did it.

We did it.

(LAUGHTER)

All right.

Now, where the hell is Toe?

I discovered Bigfoot.

I did that.

I was the first to do that.

And I'll save you all

the trouble, it sucked.

It was absolutely--

(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING)

Oh. Okay, thanks.

DALLAS: There's a lot

we've been afraid of.

We kept secrets from each other

based on fear of the unknown.

But I've always thought there

was a bright side to all this.

At the end of the day,

what if we learn that we

all come from the same place?

Like, one vast field of energy?

Because that may be what all

these events are truly about.

As for me, I saw an opportunity

to change up the status quo.

Yeah, I've pissed off a few

people in the government

along the way, but I took a risk

knowing it was the right thing

to do at the time.

We're not alone,

and the government

knows a hell of a lot

more than they're saying.

But guess what,

we don't need them.

These visitors have

been here for thousands

of years, for all of us to see.

(TRIUMPHANT MUSIC PLAYING)

So if you're wondering, how have

we missed all this happening

around us for so long,

we haven't.

We actually wrote it all down

for thousands of years.

DR. WALKER: The story you seek--

the entire story-- it's right

there in front of your eyes

hiding in plain sight--

a story told within all the

world's religions combined.

(LOSING MY MIND

BY ANGELS AND AIRWAVES PLAYING)

I won't open these eyes

Like there's chaos in my mind

Like dreaming of death

or that feeling that you

Get when the disk is corrupt

When we're running low on luck

Yeah, and everyone's

Drugged up,

tripping at midnight

While howling at the moonlight

Dancing with knives

like the fire

it will burn on

high at my day job

I tried to set some bombs

off while smoking some napalm

It makes me want to--

Everyone has crossed the line

Now and then,

you will be fine

I live on the edge

I must be losing my mind

Get out of my head, it's

now the scene of a crime

This world is on fire,

and I am ice

Can't balance things lately

I think we're gonna die

I must be losing my mind

Now, what is this bullshit?

I said we're not alone and

the government knows it

There's idiots abound, and

they're all f*cking r*cist

I'll put us back at ease cause

we need more complacence

We're all going to die

Everyone has crossed the line

Now and then,

you will be fine

I live on the edge

I must be losing my mind

Get out my head, it's

now the scene of a crime

This world is on fire,

and I am ice

Can't balance things lately

I think we're going to die

I live on the edge

I must be losing my mind

I'm staying in bed to

watch the cities ignite

The devil ain't retired,

he's just thinking out loud

Everyone is crazy, and

it's freaking me out

I must be losing my mind

I must be losing my mind

I must be losing

I must be losing

help us, we're losing our minds

I must be losing

I mus--

but if want to survive

I must be losing

I must be

we'll dance

right through the end times

I must be losing

I must be

I must be losing my mind

I must be losing

I must be

help us,

we're losing our minds

I must be losing

I must be

and if we want to survive

I must be losing

I must be

I live on the edge

I must be losing my mind

Get out of my head, it's

now the scene of a crime

This world is on fire,

and I am ice

Can't balance things lately

I think we're gonna die

I live on the edge of

f*cking losing my mind

The voice in my head is

now a fatal house fire

The devil made us beg and

then he took away the high

They say that we're crazy

Now, it's sounding about right

I must be losing my mind