In the year 2050
the Earth was invaded by a humanoid race called The Hing.
For six years a hard and reigning war was fought.
At its conclusion,
we were forced to agree that the Hing would retain control they had already won.
It wasn't an easy truce,
especially in a city called 'Archangel'.
-Archangel.
-Ever just this way.
-Go on, I just need a second.
It's the parasite.
The boovy chug just buys some time.
-This will low cut the pain.
-Thank god for pain killers.
-Come on, come on... go!
Go,go go go!
Can be the hellest way to chance.
Come on!
I go first.
-STOP!
-Sure!
-Anything for the Hing?
I have the man.
There's still no sign of the woman.
I'm in sector 23-58.
I will continue my search until I find her.
You have to know better than that.
What have you done?
-Cass!
-Was that better?
-I'm Lee.
He's high centurion, Sulat Ray.
I have a man down.
He's been infected.
The humans have crossed the road.
Let the patrols continue sweeping to the north-west.
Kill them or contain them, but don't get too close.
Sulat Ray, out.
-Help... me...
I'm sorry girl...
but I can't take the chance of it's spreading...
The Outer Limits Star crossed 5x21
Some men lose themselves in war.
Others, find themselves.
-What is this?
-Just a little something new I dreamed up.
A mocha-'poluser'.
-Well, a little less 'poluser' and a bit more mocha would cause flames in here.
Ahh, the shining light of mother Russia just walked in.
-'Evening, Alex!
-Good evening Michael!
Everyone seems unusually buster0s tonight.
-Are they anticipating your arrival?
-Oh, my my my!
What is the occasion?
I hope you haven't suddenly become generous in old age?
-We raise the price.
-75 cents.
-Hmm, I would have thought it would worth at least... a dollar.
-Sure... why not?
I like... round numbers.
-Yeah...
So do I.
-A prosper assuming for everyone?
-Some more than others.
- Almost assume matters?
Appear of me the soldiers make eventing Archangel this evening.
It's understandable.
- The gardens bath in Barents Sea.
-The Hing are flashing rainbows over there.
-Is there a point to this?
-A two-man Hing scout craft was scheduled a month ago.
-So I heard...
No doubt, some indipendent group of black marketeer has doublecrossed.
-I doubt it.
Ah, that would come in very handy for soldiers trying to get back to America.
-Yeah... if they get their hands on it.
-All this... can be gone in an instant, you know.
The Hing have a very slender sence of humor.
-Slender might be... a little too broad.
-So if you hear anything...
-Do I ???? bust up
-Like you for me I can walk home.
-If you like home.
Yeah, I think about home I could...
-I am home.
-But Archangel wasn't always your home.
-And then essential is always home... but...
that was a long time ago.
-Just checking to see if not all the feelings could become for so last.
-Feelings are bad for business.
-But life isn't all business.
-I wish to take a vacation.
-Vacation's scam.
-I'm gonna home, Michael.
-Night's still, you know...
7-16th, 10 millimeters...
Why can't we all use the same system, haa?
It's a ply I tell you.
Mass-insanity...
induced... by nuts.
-My friend and I are looking for a nice warm bed.
Ondy does not matter.
-Bugs?
-I'd recommend the Hilton.
But it got blown up.
-We need to get out of Archangel immediatelly.
-I've got a couple of bullets.
-And I've got a gun.
-Hey, where has the humor gone?
-We still need to get out.
-You think I'd still be here if I could arrange it?
-Lou told you got undeground connections.
-To hide things.
To trade on the black market, sometimes even to do things.
But to get out...
I look for the bullets.
-There must be somebody we can talk to.
-Not dressed like that.
-
-Consider it done.
-Hey... I could use a hand with these boxes.
-Hector'll be right with you.
-It's not my hand she's interested in.
-That's why you're going in on me.
As we'll here ower get to be so chicken.
-I'll tell you the night the panky is dead.
-Go home, Jerry.
-You!... You!
You too!
Take them!
-Russian-
-Excuse me!
Allow me to introduce myself.
I am high centurion Sulat Ray.
-How do you do?
-I'm looking for a couple new to Archangel.
Perhaps you have seen them?
-Archangel is a very big place...
-I only cought a glimpse of the woman.
She seemed quite beautiful.
Like you.
-You're very kind.
-Not at all. They're wanted for sabotage.
You see...
I thought I knew all the beautiful women in the city.
So... what brings you to Heaven?
-Mmm.. I'm here to audition for the band.
-Oh, what do you play?
-Nothing. She sings.
-I thought you already had a singer in your band.
-Yeah. But he doesn't look so good in a dress.
Couple of days ago I put out the word that I was looking for additional singer
-What kind of songs do you sing?
-Mmmh...
-Hey...
-Sound to me... like a bird.
-Oh, what an attitude.
I look forward to further performances. Miss...
-Trenton. Cass Trenton.
-Yeah. Should ally.
-Michael! I'm sorry! I thought you were dead.
-Oh really?
-Really!
-Obviously.
-I've waited three months!
-Don't link for that night then...
-Make like you're asking for more money.
It's better.
-I couldn't wait any longer.
-I didn't know there were such as limitations on devotion.
-There was a war on.
-Oh, you have to remind me.
-Oh, and why didn't you try and get wooed to me.
-I tried.
-Why didn't you keep on trying?
-Because you were gone.
You didn't wait.
I have this staying by way for people who are gone,
and I don't blanked it.
Let's shake hands.
Smile.
Who's he?
-Oh, my team.
-He just wish leagues.
-We need to get out of here.
Michael, I'm sorry...
-I bet.
But I still can't help you.
-Michael, why don't you join us?
-Whatever it is... ain't interest now.
-I told you he wouldn't enlist.
-Some to pay... you said nerv in good at the prosodies.
-Eternity extends only so far Mr. Ryan.
What do you know about a missing scout ship?
-It's missing.
-If you would help us find it...
I could arrange a passage back to America for you.
-Dead or alive?
-Which would you prefer?
-Alive of course, makes the swallowing so much easier.
-How long have you known Miss Trenton?
-Few weeks.
-And where did you meet?
-If you wanna know if she's single,
the answer is yes.
But on the other line, ask her if she likes you.
-Two NATO-soldiers may contact you about the ship.
-Why me? I sell coffee.
-Perhaps they would like some for the road.
-We'd like you to give them the ship.
-So that you can legally arrest them
for possession of stolen property.
-We have to keep up pretenses.
Wetsuits us.
-The sole plan.
Except, I havent't got the ship.
-Sacrany could defeats like me?
-The reward for it's recovery
would be considerable.
-Do you mean more than 30 pieces of silver?
-That couple!
-Don't forget the tip to the waitress!
Alex!
High centurion!
-See the angelfish?
How they rush for the food?
You know why they do that?
They're desperate.
I want thing desperate.
-You can get it.
-What are the costs to rent a truck and a driver?
To take us across the border.
-You have to sleep with me
more than once.
-Let's go.
-I guess she's not that desperate after all.
But: nobody can get through across the border now.
Even in a truck.
-Oh, we're not looking for a nobody.
We're looking for a somebody.
-That you pay through it, ha?
-The world is out war, Mr. Pheewee.
And we're looking for somebody with the courage
to do what's right.
-The cemetery is a mile down the road on your left.
It's full of them.
-Don't you believe in anything?
-Staying alive.
-It's too late for that, Mr. Pheewee.
'Cause you're already dead.
In here.
-Couple of months ago...
I've rented out a big flat pick truck.
Big enough to move a Hing scout craft.
And the scout craft, well...
that can get you across the border.
And that's all.
-Who did you rent the truck to?
-I've rented it to a guy named Hector.
He works for Michael.
-Why didn't you ask him?
-Thank you.
-Let's go!
-What the hell is wrong with her?
-Hold on! I get a patch!
-I got her.
-Can you get your hands on the trial dephentanol?
-That's a very expensive pain-killer
and illegal.
-We'll pay you!
-I need more!
-Let's see what I can do.
-Then do it now!
-What happened?
-Burn him!
NOW!
Half than a week plus ten percent of the bartending.
-Michael, I said I'm sorry!
-I know.
My hearing is fine.
-How much longer are you gonna grine me?
-How much time you got?
-I'm not sure you will have to know.
-Try me.
-I'm carrying a Hing parasite.
We stole it.
I'm altered by mature scientist to be it's host.
It's blood is highly contagious
and lethal to the Hing.
Winston and I will...
We didn't think we'll make it this far.
-That's great.
You always were a survivor.
-But if they catch me...
-Don't get cought.
-Michael, this thing could end the war.
I mean if we replicate it's blood
they will wipe out the Hing.
We need to get back.
We need the scout craft.
-I'm sure you do.
-Then give it to us!
-I haven't got it.
-Why are you doing this?
-I like coffee bars.
I've got a long memory.
-Why can't you remember the good times?
-I remember everything.
Remember why I met you? San Diego?
That club?
-You're singin, that guy on ground, showing it...
-It's a supid bad and it wasn't fair...
I'd sung before i didn't listed in.
He was just an amateur.
-You're someone else.
-So are you!
-And what am I now?
-I wish I knew.
-I haven't changed Michael,
it's the worl that's changed.
-I hadn't noticed.
-So... and we're here.
-In a prank of faith?
Was accidents of life?
Proove ball you do accept?
-It was real, Michael!
Whatever else you believe,
it was real.
-Your first set starts at eight.
-I thought I would find you here.
-You russians like the heat?
-There's heat. And then...
there is... heat.
I hear... there is a misty bulk on the loose.
A parasite.
-That's why they go, the flu season.
-It's making the Hing uncomfortable.
-It couldn't happen to a nicer bunch.
-Perhaps, but when the Hing get uncomfortable,
they turn to lash out.
Then everyone gets uncomfortable.
-Sounds uncomfortable.
-Feel a lot of love in this room.
-Sometimes you can stink out in this room.
-You can if you want to.
-I'm shaking.
All you need is enough money to retire.
-It could get it for a Hing scout craft.
-What do I buy her?
-Bye guys!
Mmmh, thanks!
-Gives me an idea for a song.
Keeps running over and over in your head.
-Yeah.
It's a bitch.
You've known Michael for a long time, haven't you?
-Yeah.
A long time.
-Hey!
-You should be careful about whom you help.
-It's louder when you turn it on.
-Then you'd know how badly I play.
-These two guys...
going to an edge cliff...
One of them is loosing.
But he grabs the other guy
and jumps off the edge, taking him with him.
Who wins?
-Neither.
They're both dead.
-I think you just said that.
-Why don't you wanna go back to America?
Land of the Free. Home of the Brave.
-Why don't I wanna go back?
Just not yet.
-Why? What's here for you?
-Things.
-AAh... things...
They can do it, can't they?
-Yeah... they can.
-I could arrange a safe passage...
-Now all I need is that Hing scout craft.
-That would help.
-Now why it's so hard about them anyway?
I mean if... you wanna action...
-What's wrong with the spanish front?
-Let's just say... there're certain things about they'd interest me.
-AAh! Things...
-Things...
There's a nasty bug going around
-Accidents do happen to people, Mr. Ryan.
Even innocent businessmen.
-That were happening to Pheewee?
-Pheewee?
-You know the guy who looked like he...
fell asleep during a firewar.
-Oh yes, I've heard about that.
Trashy...
-Of course, now he is dead...
can't very well make anymore business to yours.
-Of course...
Though on the other hand...
there are alwasy more businessmen.
-They're sending a message...
Where's Michael?
-I don't know.
I was thinking about my office, get out of here.
You said he was dead.
- I thought he was.
-Really?
Did you really think he was?
-I heard he was shot down.
-Unbelievable.
-I go for a walk, I want you back at the hotel.
-Would you please tell Michael I'd like to speak to him?
-Sure... but he's not here right now.
-Did he go home?
-I don't know.
-And when did you last see him?
-Why don't you leave him alone?
-Why don't you help me?
...and then I will.
-I need that scout craft Michael!
-Hello, Cass.
-Oh my God!
-That's just a wound.
-What have they done to you?
-Called the Hing higgie...
They had gold fists... metal gloves and... and let your flesh.
It's a form firmly pursuition.
Hey, can put that gun down now.
-And did the pursuite you?
We need that scout ship Michael.
I need that scout ship.
-You know me in bad moode... and the bad guys will talk alaoud about the scout ship.
-This is new...
-When the things happened, I had the call name mark three.
-That was fine.
-It's gonna be okay... it's gonna be okay...
-I can't let them catch me, Michael. I can't let.
-It's okay...
-Michael hasn't been in his trace all night.
I think he is about to make a war.
-I would almost guarantee it.
-Archangel is a neutral teritory...
high centurion.
-I didn't realise you cared for him so deeply.
-I don't.
-Then that makes two of us.
-However... I'll agree...
he'll soon make move.
He'd been sitting on the fence too long.
All he needs is a little... nudge.
And then... he'll outgive us the scout ship and soldiers.
While we'll arrest all three.
-But how will we know when it's going to happen?
-I have a man watching them.
-This way.
-Are you in love with him?
-Winston, don't...
-You know, the worst thing about wars is...
it's not what the enemy does to us...
it's what we do ourselves.
-I'm not leaving without you.
-I know.
-I love you.
-I think we're being followed, get down!
-Yeah...
-Since we left, they're be gone.
-Come on!
-You can walk, I hold them up.
-Michael!
-Yeah, suddenly the prospect to be retired poised me.
Way to run!
How much did they pay you?
-Nothing!
I did it for the whole world!
-Cass!
-It's bad!
-Just go!
-No!
No, no,no,no! We're gonna get you out of here.
-No! They'll catch you. Just go!
Please!
-MICHAEL!
Give it up!
-Michael!
-I hold them off!
-She can sing, can't she?
-Like a bird!
-Just breath!
-I need you to get up, okay?
I want you to get up!
Come on!
We're there!
Let's go!
-You're going to miss your ride.
-Take the hopper!
GO! NOW!
-Come on, we've gotta go.
-Now, what?
-Tell me get back in the game.
-There is a native hotel just east of Anaga.
-Think they got coffe there?
-I imagine.
True sacrifice is not what we surrender,
but what we ultimately gain.