(birds chirping)
WOMAN: Now, remember, if your loop is large, your rug is loose.
Let's all repeat that, shall we?
ALL: If your loop is large, your rug is loose.
Good. Now let's give it a try.
Make a loop, pull it through,
cross over and pull it out.
Tighten those loops, Mr. Lefkowitz.
(silently mimicking) Tighten those loops, Mr. Lefkowitz.
This rest home.
You wouldn't believe the place.
"Lights on!" "Lights off!"
Rules, rules, rules.
They don't even let you keep a hot plate.
I shouldn't complain.
Today was an exciting day.
I learned how to hook a rug.
A man who at one time had the entire garment district right here.
That's how I spend my day.
(crying) It isn't fair.
You work all your life, you pay taxes,
you're a good citizen.
What are you left with? A tight rug.
I miss you, Rose.
- ♪♪ (piano chords) - MAN: Well, sailors, my glass-bottom boat
is about to give you a special treat, so hold on to your lanyards.
What you have before you, ladies and gentlemen,
is the climax of today's adventure...
The famous lost treasure of the Florida Keys!
♪♪ (continues)
Amazing, isn't it?
Oh, good people, it's been here since the days of Ponce de León
and Vasco da Gama, even Moby Dick.
What a rip-off.
- ♪♪ (upbeat tune) - Now, if there aren't any more questions,
we'll be heading back to port where our gift kiosk
carries an attractive line of postcards, T-shirts
and other treasures. (chuckling)
Full steam ahead, matey!
♪ Yo, ho, yo, ho A pirate's life for me ♪
Shiver me timbers!
Stop! What the hell are you doin'? Them's my french fries.
- BOY (on TV): Oh, Mama! - (door closes)
Hi, honey. I'm home.
Hi, Mom!
- How's the term paper coming? - Fine.
(TV continues)
David? I hope that's not the TV I hear.
- No, Mom. - (clicks off)
I have such a pain in my heart, Mama.
- That's not funny, Evelyn. - (click)
(distorted voice)
- David. - Who's there?
(chuckling) It's me, David. It's your grandpa. I gotta talk to ya.
Grandpa!
Yep. Your grandma and I are comin' to see ya.
Really?
Our friends got some unfinished business to do there,
and it was a chance for your grandmother and I to grab a ride.
You're gonna have to talk to your mother, because she won't be ready for this.
What do I say? She's gonna freak.
Just tell her the truth. How about that?
- Look, I'll see you soon, son. - Great!
(whooshing)
(squealing)
I know how much you loved Grandma and Grandpa,
and how much you wish they were here with us,
so it's only normal to fantasize.
But it's important to know it's only a fantasy.
But it's not a fantasy.
Maybe it would help if you talked to somebody about this, David.
Mom, I don't need to see a shrink.
They're not dead. They really did go to another planet.
- (doorbell chimes) - (knocking)
Your grandparents are not in space,
they're not in the television and they're not coming back.
They were lost at sea. You know that.
They've been dead for five years.
Hello, darling.
- (moans) - (body thumps on floor)
- (click) - (motor engages)
(motor stops)
Oh, for crying out loud.
(knocking)
Just a minute.
Oh! Just a minute.
Just a minute.
(knocking)
Just a minute!
(lamp clatters)
Well, aren't you gonna invite us in?
Oh, for crying out loud! Joe!
- (laughing) - Joe! Alma!
Oh, Bess! How are ya? Art! Come in, Art!
- It's so wonderful! - It's great to see ya, boy.
What's to see? I'm just a broken-down old schlep with one foot in the grave.
- If I was a horse, they'd shoot me. - Same old Bernie.
You haven't aged a day.
You probably think I'm a jerk for not going with you.
- Oh, Bernie, we never thought that. - Good.
Because I never regretted it.
I never once regretted not going with you.
What's that? A little remodeling?
Oh, the-the—
The maintenance here is aw— You wouldn't believe it.
I— I ought to sue. I think it's—
By the way, you owe me rent.
It's all yours— all your things.
They tried to throw them out after you left,
but I told them, "Over my dead body."
(chuckling) I guess they figured that wouldn't be long.
Bernie, you're a sentimental fool.
Well, I'm glad you got here just in time,
because I've been thinking about a garage sale.
How have you really been?
The truth? Not too good.
But now, maybe things are looking up.
I think it's gonna be like— like old times.
I think. Huh?
I feel terrible. We let him think we were staying.
Do you wanna be the one to burst his bubble?
So, what do we do, let him think we're staying here for good?
We're gonna have to tell him sooner or later.
Hold it. I'll tell him.
I'll tell him, but not until I think he can handle it.
Right?
♪♪ (radio: big band)
Good morning, my little Antarean butterfly.
(chuckling)
Smells like I'm gonna gain about five pounds this morning.
- At least. How you feel? - Finer than frog hair.
♪ You make me feel as though spring has sprung ♪
- ♪♪ (continues) - Where is everybody?
Oh, the first group went through. Here. Have some coffee.
I made a fresh pot.
(inhales deeply) How's Susie this mornin'?
All things considered, I think she's holding up very well.
- It's good to be back, isn't it? - (slurps)
- Yeah. - ♪ Just like a toy balloon ♪
- ♪ You and I ♪ - (chuckling)
- I got the moves, don't I, kid? - Ah.
I didn't marry you for your money.
Well, I'll be goddamned.
- What is it? - Here.
- I'll be right back. - ♪ You make me feel so young ♪
♪ You make me feel there are songs to be sung ♪
♪ Bells to be rung ♪
♪ A wonderful fling to be flung ♪
♪ And even when I'm old and gray ♪
♪ I'm gonna feel the way I do today ♪
♪ 'Cause you You make me feel ♪
- ♪ So young ♪ - Look at this!
- ♪ You make me feel so young ♪ - (laughing)
- ♪ You make me feel so young ♪ - Is this beautiful?
- ♪ Ooh, you make me feel so young ♪ - You are beautiful.
You have an incredible eye, sir. You must be a collector.
No.
Oh, a shrewd one at that. Well, I will not insult you by haggling.
This Davy Jones treasure chest— a beauty, isn't it?
I can give it to you for... 19.95.
For that piece of junk?
Your wife obviously doesn't appreciate fine antiques the way you do.
Listen, you take the box, and I'll throw in
the barnacle salt and pepper shakers for free.
- Sold. - Ha ha!
Lovely.
♪♪ (humming)
(cash register rings)
Sean, uh— Uh, take care of those folks, will you?
Hello, Jack.
Oh, I don't believe it.
What are you doin' here? Don't tell me. Don't tell me.
You searched the entire galaxy, couldn't find anyone as terrific as me.
The cocoons are in danger, Jack.
The sensors that we left on the bottom of the ocean floor indicate seismic activity.
- Oh. - We've come to take our friends away.
We've got four days to rescue them
before our ship returns to take us home.
Seismic activity. That's heavy.
I mean, I was in an earthquake, so I know. It's very intense.
Well, aren't you glad to see me?
Isn't it a custom here to give an old friend a hug
when you haven't seen her in a long time?
Yeah. Of— Yeah, of course.
WOMAN: Hey, Romeo! Do you think you could tear yourself away
long enough to ring up my clamshell castanets?
(sniffs)
Mm!
Oh, my love is like a red, red rose
that's newly sprung in June.
Oh, my love is like a melody
that is sweetly played in tune.
(sniffs)
Oh, Arthur, darling. It's perfect.
Do you want me to fix us some breakfast?
Don't have time. Gonna meet the boys and pick up Bernie.
- Poor Bernie. - Oh, nonsense.
We're gonna get him out of that damn hospital room
and get his blood pumping again.
- (knocking) - Ah! That's Joe.
- Oh. Will you miss me? - I already do.
- Good-bye, Mrs. Selwyn. - Oh.
- (chuckling) - How'd you sleep?
Best night's sleep I've had in years.
- How about Bess? - She slept like a baby.
- What about you two? - Alma didn't sleep a wink.
- You're kiddin'? - No.
- Neither did I. - Oh, you dog, you!
(laughing)
You smell that?
Yeah. Incense.
Maybe a Hindu runs the place.
WOMAN: Back here.
Come on back, whoever you are.
Believe it or not, I'm open for business.
(inhaling, exhaling deeply)
Hiya, fellas. What can I do for you?
- Mrs. Feinberg? - Call me Ruby. Did you ever try this?
It delivers oxygen-rich blood
to the pleasure centers of the brain.
It's terrific. Will you give me a hand?
I'm new at this. It's a little tough gettin' out of this cookie.
Here we go. Okay? Come on. Don't be shy.
Now, put me right-side up. Right-side up.
Easy! Take it easy, fellas.
Easy, easy. That is great. Okay, okay.
That's it. That's it.
Okay. Now you grab an ankle, and you grab an ankle.
- (clasp opening) - There's the left one. Terrific.
That is it.
Great. Oh, boy.
That's terrific. That's— I feel— I feel sensational!
- Thanks a lot. - Nice little place you got here, uh, Ruby.
Do you hear that, Sidney? It's a nice little place I got here.
Sidney was my husband. This dump was his dream.
Unfortunately, the son of a bitch died and left me to live it.
- Oh, that's tough. - Nah. It's not so bad.
I just like to yak.
Now, tell me, you two on vacation or what?
- Well— - We, uh, came down to see old friends.
Oh.
Your night clerk told us to talk to you about staying the week.
Sure thing. No problem. This is not exactly my busy season.
- Great. - (vehicle horn honks)
There's Ben. We'd better get crackin'.
- See ya around, Ruby. - Count on it.
Oh! Hey, will you get a load of the sunshine!
- I feel like a teenager. - You do, huh?
- Yeah. - Last one to the car buys dinner.
- Hey! Yeah! - Come on, slowpoke!
- You got a head start. - Where are you, boy?
(chuckling)
- Yahoo! - Hey, hey! Not bad, Superman!
BOTH (laughing)
We'll have to stop at a pharmacy.
If I don't have zinc oxide, I'll burn to a crisp.
So we'll stop at a pharmacy.
Did you bring juice? I'll get dehydrated.
- Yeah, we'll get juice. - Hey, Bernie.
- Where do you think you're goin'? - None of your business.
It is when you're supposed to be in your rug hooking class.
- Take your hands off him. - Or what?
- Or you'll be sorry. - I said let him go.
Get outta my way, you old coot.
Easy, Rambo.
- What do you say we blow this joint? - Yes.
After you.
(people applauding)
- Hey! - Oh, my God!
- Hey, look at that! - Come on! Here we go!
BEN: Last one in's a pantywaist!
Last one in ain't got a hair on his ass!
Here we go!
Where is everybody?
(chattering)
(seagulls squawking)
- How's the water? - It was great. It was just great.
Beautiful beach, a sunny day and good friends.
What more can a man ask for?
Can I have some of that, please?
- Come on! - JOE: Look at them move.
Gentlemen, I'd say all that those ladies are lacking
is a little mature male company.
- Yeah. - How about it?
I think you're right.
Come on, Bernie. You wanna dip your wick?
Come on.
Over here! Over here!
(laughing, chattering)
ART: Ben! Ben! Over here!
Ben! Ben!
(shrieking)
Come on! Come on, Ben!
Right here! Here, here!
Joe. I've gotta go.
- I've got an appointment. - An appointment?
- Yeah. - We're playing a game here, Bernie.
It's important.
Okay, Bernie. I'll get the guys.
Art. Ben.
- (air hisses) - How's this feel?
Perfect. You are a good friend, Jack.
I knew we could count on you to help us out.
It's no sweat.
You're my favorite Martian. (laughing)
Well, I guess we're ready, and we'll be back in about an hour's time.
Yeah, okay.
- "My favorite Martian." That's good. - See? He gets it.
(squealing)
JACK: "St. Petersburg Oceanographic Institute."
They got a cocoon.
Holy shit.
- KIDS (chattering) - MAN: Okay, David, one more swing!
I know you can do it, buddy! Come on!
Hit it, man. Come on, David!
BOY: Batter, batter, batter! Swing!
- (whistle blows) - Next!
MAN: That's okay, David. Come on. It's only batting practice.
Come on, Tommy. You're up. Take a cut.
Screwed up again, guy.
(doors closing)
No matter how many times I see that, it's still impressive.
So, what's the mystery? You're out analyzing
the effects of earthquakes on marine life and you find some old meteorite.
No. When a meteor enters the atmosphere, the pressure and the temperature
will leave characteristic markings.
This baby doesn't have them.
Whatever it is, it didn't fall from the sky.
It's weird-looking. It's kinda like a dinosaur egg.
What do you think, Sara? Do you subscribe to the dinosaur egg theory?
- Oh, my God. - What is it?
It's a life form.
- (school bell ringing) - (children chattering)
(vehicle horn honking)
I'm gonna get a hot dog and an ice-cold beer.
- How about you? - Sure. I'll have a beer.
You get a milk shake. In you go.
BOY: Hey, look! It's Wade Boggs.
How's it hangin', doofus? (laughing)
- That guy can't hit worth shit. - Wanna let me in on that?
I read somewhere, I don't know where it— Maybe Ted Williams.
He said the hardest thing in sports to do
is hit a round ball with a round bat.
What you gotta do
is learn how to hit the ball with some degree of control.
Okay.
All right. Now you go over by the bucket, and I'm gonna hit some of these.
Now watch. I'm gonna try to see the ball hit the bat.
Boom. See? And you don't have to swing hard. Give me a ball.
- Okay. - Now you.
Okay. Come over here.
Now think. Try and see the ball hit the bat.
All right. Now you're cookin'. Let's go, let's go. A little pep.
- (bat striking ball) - All right. That's the one.
You ought to have your head examined.
It was just a little baseball. Here. Over here.
Just a little ball game. No big deal.
This is Earth, Ben, not Antarea.
As long as we're here, we keep getting older.
- I know. - (sighs)
But with this kind of fringe benefit,
maybe it's worth it.
(crying)
Hey, what's goin' on?
Well, it's been such a long time
since you needed me for anything like this.
I guess I kinda missed it.
Yeah. I missed it too.
I know.
(kiss)
(air hisses)
(buoy bell clanging)
It's not your fault.
How were you supposed to know that an earthquake
is gonna knock one of those cocoons out of its hiding place?
I'm responsible for him.
They're counting on me to bring him back home.
And I'm going to need a blueprint of the institute so I can plan his rescue.
I'll help you. I'll do whatever you want.
But I got in a lot of trouble last time, so you cannot steal any more old people.
- We're not doing that. - All right then. All right, fine.
- Let's just go bust him out. - PILLSBURY: It's not that easy.
We can't free him without the risk of drawing attention to ourselves.
We're gonna go back in three days, and then we'll rendezvous with the ship.
Three days?
You're crazy. Kitty, three days, they'll cut it open
and perform grotesque experiments.
He— I'm sorry. I— I didn't mean—
I'm sorry.
I'm so— I'm—
We're going to get him back.
♪♪ (orchestra: big band)
- WOMAN: Hello. How are you doing? - Hi.
(chattering)
- Look at this. Slick as a whistle. - (laughing)
You're not so bad yourself.
Joe, I'm in heaven. Isn't this wonderful?
You're the one who didn't wanna come back.
(laughs)
You glad I twisted your arm?
I think I was afraid it wouldn't be the same.
But it's better.
BEN: Look at this. What are we gonna do about him?
MARY: I asked him to dance.
Forget it. Bernie hasn't cut a rug in 30 years.
Joe. Maybe we should go and keep him company.
I see something that'll get his juices flowing.
♪♪ (drum cymbals clash)
- ♪♪ (slow dance) - PEOPLE (chattering)
(laughing) One more of these,
and I am no longer responsible.
- Waiter! Waiter! - Oh!
You are my kind of group.
Most people our age are a pain in the ass.
ALL (laughing)
- Most people our age are dead. - (laughs)
Oh, Bernie.
- Where did he get to be so funny? - BEN: Yeah, Bernie.
- How'd you get to be so funny? - I always thought Bernie was funny.
- ALMA: Me too. - You have?
BERNIE: Oh, you don't think I'm funny, Joe? Watch this.
I'll show you "funny." Presenting Mr. Laurel and Mr. Hardy.
(laughing)
- Oh! - ALL (laughing)
This is an eagle who just found out
his teenage daughter's pregnant.
ALL (laughing)
You know what? You are adorable!
RUBY: What's the ma— Are you all right? What's the matter?
- It was just a little kiss. - I'm a married man.
Oh, pardon me. I'm so sorry.
Your friends told me that you were available.
BERNIE: What?
Bernie, we just thought—
BERNIE: You just thought what, Joe?
That I'd forgotten about Rose,
that her memory means nothing to me?
Well, I got news for you. It means everything.
Now, don't break up your little party on my account.
- (chair clatters) - I'll get a cab.
RUBY: He's a fun guy— barrel of laughs.
Thanks for the intro.
- I'm sorry, Ruby. - Yeah. Forget it.
Like I said, we had some laughs.
Ruby, underneath it all,
he really is a wonderful guy.
Yeah? Thanks for the drink.
- CHILDREN (yelling) - WOMAN: Now pay attention to teacher.
- Behave yourself. Michael, stop pushing. - CHILD: Wanna see me climb up?
CHILD (crying)
(continues crying)
Oh, Kelly. Why'd you fall from there?
I told you so many times. Ah, shh. It's not gonna hurt.
Hi. Is it bad?
- (crying) - I don't think so,
but I'd like to have someone look at it.
She banged her head pretty hard.
Aw, poor little pretty. Now, that's a bad bump.
Let me see if I can take it away.
- Now. - (stops crying)
I got it. Let's throw it away.
- Wow. You've got the touch. - (laughing)
Listen, uh, the first aid station's over there.
Would you mind watching the kids just for a few minutes?
- Okay. You go take care of her. - Oh, thanks.
Just blow this if they attack.
- (blows whistle) - All right, children.
- Gather round. - (blows whistle)
Well, well, well. Look what the cat dragged in.
Your pals said to tell you they'd be a few minutes late.
Fine. I'll wait outside.
Aw, don't be silly. Take the load off your feet.
I don't bite, you know.
I'll just stand here by the door.
Okay. Suit yourself.
Listen, um,
I'm sorry about last night, okay?
Forget about it.
No, I don't think so.
I don't like loose ends.
Maybe we could, um, smooth things out
over a cocktail?
That's not necessary.
I accept your apology.
You're afraid of me, aren't you?
- I certainly am not. - Okay.
Then there's no problem.
Pick you up at 7:00.
- (bell rings) - ALMA: So, finally,
after the longest trip you could ever imagine,
their spaceship landed, and it was time for them to see their new home.
The spaceship's door slowly opened,
and there before them was the magic planet—
the most beautiful sight any of them had ever seen.
The sky was gold, and shining down on them
were three pale, pale pink moons.
So they stepped outside,
and guess what.
- ALL: What? - They floated.
That's right. They could fly like birds.
So they all joined hands, and, with their new friends leading the way,
they flew off to a— a silver city,
shimmering in the distance.
Can we go there?
Oh, hold on now. It's very far.
And besides, if you left here, think of all the things you'd miss.
- Did they have ice cream? - No.
Santa Claus go there?
I'm afraid it's too far for Santa to make it.
Then how come the people went there?
Well, on that planet, no one ever gets sick,
no one ever gets old and no one ever dies.
So if you're in love with someone,
you never have to lose them.
What happens if you fall in love with ice cream?
(laughing) You're in trouble.
ALL (laughing)
- CHILD: I like that one! - ALMA: You do?
Here we go, fellas. Stake your claim.
Oh, boy. Oh, boy.
- Is that a hot dog or what? Huh? - State of the art.
Do you know what they put in those things?
I do. And thanks for reminding me.
JOE: Have a bite, Bernie.
They say the chili kills the bugs.
Very funny. Give me gas for a week.
- Hmm. - BEN: You know something, Bernie?
You'd fit in the Guinness Book of World Records for complainers.
Oh! Hey, come on!
Sorry about that. You guys wanna throw our ball back?
What do we look like, your personal servants?
- Go get it yourself. - Hey, look, we said we're sorry.
Don't give us any shit. Just give me the ball back.
Don't do it, Joe. Look at the mess they made.
- If I was you, I'd keep quiet, pops. - Oh, yeah? Yeah?
Hold it! Hold it a minute!
Let's be gentlemen about this.
I say we settle this with a little four-on-four.
- (scoffing) Get real. - Great idea.
- What, are you nuts? - BEN: Tell you what I think.
I'm willin' to bet $10
we can make 11 baskets before you hotshots can.
My money's on the table. Come on. Get it up.
It's like takin' money from a dyin' man.
- KIDS (laughing) - You dudes got yourself a game.
- Let's go! Come on! - There you go!
Back! Let's go!
(game chatter)
- Whoo! - Yes! In your face, grandpa!
- JOE: Ben! Ben! Over here! - Get him!
- Watch it! Watch it! - BERNIE: Art! Art!
I got him! I got him! I got him!
- Yea! - Just like downtown.
Okay. No more charity. Now we're gonna play.
- Hey, man! - Defense! Defense! Watch the defense!
I got him! I got him!
Come on, fellas! Let's not give up!
- Joe, what's the score? - 7-1, for God's sake!
Art! Art! Shoot!
8-2! We're catching up.
- Guard your man! - Guard your— Where—
Guard who?
- Hey, hey! - Watch him! Watch him! Here we go!
- Hey! Nice one. - Hey, that's 9-2. You guys give up?
No. Do you?
- (chatter) - Come on, Ben!
Time out. Time out. Come on.
What's the matter? You pooped?
Fellas. Fellas.
Okay. I think it's time we showed 'em what we learned.
- You're damn right. Art? - I couldn't agree more.
Let's go.
Now, boys, now.
- Watch him! Hold it! - Go, Art! Go!
Get your man! Stay on him!
Come on! Take him!
Wow!
Great, Joe! Great!
Let's go, let's go, let's go.
Go, Ben! Go!
Let her rip, Ben! Let her rip!
ALL (cheering)
- What's the score? - 10-5. Guard your man!
Which one is my— I say which one is my—
In his face!
Watch it!
Cover him!
- Attaboy! - Are you my man?
Concentrate, fellas! Concentrate!
9-10, your favor. Gettin' nervous?
(chatter)
(yells)
Oh, man!
Art!
Hallelujah!
BOTH (grunting)
10-10. Next basket wins.
All right! All right!
- Break! Over here! - Bernie! Break!
- Go! Go! - KIDS (yelling)
- Bernie! Shoot! - (yelling)
Go for it, Bernie! Go for it!
(people cheering)
In your face, junior!
That's the way, Bernie! You were great!
- You're the greatest! - (shouting)
Oh. Oh!
That is to die!
It sure is. The price tag alone would kill ya.
- Maybe you should try it on. - Oh, are you kidding?
- I've never shopped in a store like this. - Me either.
Where would any of us wear a get-up like that?
(chuckles) In our dreams.
That settles it.
My God! Bess.
- Oh, it's terrific! - Oh!
(laughing)
- Ta-da! - Oh! Oh, my.
MARY: It's gorgeous.
- (screeches) - (laughing)
ALMA: I don't believe it.
(gasps, laughs)
- Oh! - Oh, wow!
- Bess, that's lovely. - (applauding)
WOMAN: Oh, that's so sexy. I think it suits you.
- (moans) - Oh, Bess!
- Jean, get some water. - I'll get some water.
- Think I should call a doctor? - Are you all right?
(people chattering)
How about some hot coffee?
I just can't understand what could be wrong.
She was in perfect health.
And the minute we get back, this happens.
There isn't any justice.
If there were, it'd be me in there, not her.
- Now, don't be ridiculous. - No, I'm not.
You don't know her, Joe, not the way I do.
She's the most generous,
loving and giving person I've ever met.
She's the only one...
that's ever really loved me.
I'd trade places with her in a heartbeat...
if I could.
(tool buzzing)
Okay. Just a few more inches, Bob.
You're doing very well.
- (casing cracks) - (buzzing stops)
All right. That's fine. Doug, Ray.
Let's lift it off.
Carefully. Carefully.
Don't be afraid.
(dolphins squealing)
You guys okay?
(squealing continues)
What are we doing, gang?
They've opened the cocoon, Jack.
- Is he gonna be all right? - For a short time.
But if he doesn't get an infusion of life force soon,
he'll weaken quickly.
Mr. Selwyn?
That's me, Doctor. How is she?
She's fine, well, considering her age,
and the fact that she's six weeks pregnant.
(laughing) Well, you smutty old devil.
- Pregnant? - Very impressive, Mr. Selwyn.
- Pregnant? - This one's definitely going in the books.
- Congratulations. - Don't you go near him.
- She's preg— Preg— - Uh-huh.
(laughing)
(cheering)
- Safe! - All right, all right!
All right, all right!
(cheering continues)
Hold it a second. Let me clean the plate.
All right, here we go. Let's play ball!
- Strike! - Come on, kid! Be a hitter!
MAN: Come on, Davey! You can do it!
- Strike two! - (shouting)
Come on, David! We need this!
You can do it! Let's play ball!
- Come on, Davey! - Strike three! You're outta here!
(knocking)
Well?
How you doin'?
Fine, considering I'm the worst player in the whole league.
That don't sound like the fella I saw hit the ball yesterday.
I told you.
It's different when I'm with you. You want me to hit it.
And you think your pals don't want you to hit it. Is that it?
I'm just no good at stuff. I always mess up.
You know, that could be true.
I don't know.
But I know you're not the only kid
that ever felt scared or anxious
or couldn't hit a baseball.
You see, when I was a kid playin' baseball,
a little younger than you...
they always sent me to right field.
That's where they send the duds.
And then when I got up to bat,
there was no way in the world I could ever hit that ball.
- But you can do it now. - Sure I can.
But see, I've had my whole life to work on it.
You can hit too. I've seen ya.
You see,
it looks to me like what you're doin'
is listenin' to a lot of people tell you you can't do it.
When maybe what you should be doin' is listenin' to yourself
say that you can.
And I want you to remember somethin'.
I love ya.
And all I want for ya is the very best that life has to offer.
But see, you're gonna have to go get it yourself.
- Yeah. - Now think about that, will ya?
Okay.
Thanks, Grandpa.
Mr. Finley?
Why don't you have a seat, Mr. Finley?
We'll talk about this.
We don't really need to talk, Doctor.
Just tell me what's wrong.
You had leukemia a few years back,
but it went into complete remission, right?
Right.
- I've got it again, haven't I? - Yes.
I'd like to get you started on chemo.
(sighs)
How long have I got, Doctor?
The disease is unpredictable.
It may spread quickly or it may go into periodic remission.
Six months. Six years.
I honestly don't know.
Great.
MAN: And magnetic readings are still the same.
(chattering)
- I'll take over for a while. - Okay.
(chattering continues)
If only you could talk.
(watch beeping)
(beeping stops)
(beeping resumes)
Did you do that?
(watch beeping)
(beeping continues)
SARA (giggling)
Is he doing what I think he's doing?
- I think so. Call Dr. Baron. - Right.
(no audible dialogue)
(chattering)
(no audible dialogue)
(inhaling, exhaling quickly)
Relax.
Contraction ends.
Now take a deep, cleansing breath.
(inhales deeply, exhales)
Oh, that's my little mummy.
BOTH (laughing)
Hi.
Thank goodness. I was about to organize a search party.
I have so much to tell you.
Me too. Sorry I'm late.
The market was jammed.
This has been the most incredible day.
First Bess, and then guess what.
I met a woman who runs a preschool for foster children.
She just called and offered me a job.
Isn't that something?
In all my life, no one's ever offered me a job.
She said she was impressed by the way I handled the children.
So what did you tell her?
I said I'd have to talk to you.
I'm going back tomorrow just to help out.
How can you take a job when we're leaving in two days' time?
Joe, for heaven's sake.
I was just pleased to get the offer.
I didn't say I was taking it.
Then why didn't you turn her down on the spot?
I don't know.
I suppose I just wanted the fantasy to last a little longer.
I'll tell her tomorrow.
What's your news?
What? Oh—
Those groceries are a lot more expensive than they used to be.
BARON: Thank you for coming. We're going to start the demonstration now.
Sara, please.
- (onlookers murmuring) - See?
(chattering, applauding)
MAN (laughing): All right.
ALL (laughing)
BARON: You can't fool him. You see?
Oh.
I'm going to make arrangements to move him to a secure location.
- I want to keep this very quiet. - BARON: Fine.
- MAN: Good work. Job well done. - BARON: Thank you.
MAN: Congratulations. I am very impressed with you and your facility.
My reports to the joint chiefs will reflect that.
All I'm saying is we have no idea
how a drastic change in environment might affect him.
He's obviously losing his strength, and a dead alien
isn't gonna do you or the military or anybody else any good.
Come on now, Sara. I know you're fond of him,
but don't let your emotions overrule your scientific judgment.
(scoffs) You're not giving him to MIT or the Smithsonian.
You're turning him over to the Air Force.
We are turning him over to the government.
There's a genuine national security issue here.
There you are.
Hello, Jack.
JACK: Hey.
Got you a little something—
sort of a "get your mind off your problems" present.
Thank you.
I really love it.
Me too. I can't understand
why we're not selling more of them though.
You're a good friend, Jack.
Friend? Friend, friend, friend, friend.
Kitty, we are more than friends. We shared ourselves and everything.
Would you like it if we shared ourselves again?
Like it?
I would love it. I've been dreaming about it for five years.
- Well, then let's go back to your cabin. - Huh?
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
You Antareans may have the market cornered in sharing yourselves,
but you don't know the first thing about romance.
I mean, Kitty, I'm the kind of guy—
I need to have a nice dinner, you know?
Music, a little candlelight.
I charmingly convince you to ask me back to your cabin for a nightcap.
And then...
we share our brains out.
- (tires screech) - Hop in!
- (tires screeching) - Oh!
- ♪♪ (slow mambo) - (chattering)
How can you stand this racket?
What are you talking about? This is a terrific joint.
I haven't heard a word of English since we walked into the place.
You know something? When you want to,
you do a great impression of an old fart.
Oh, thanks! Oh, thank you very much.
(giggling)
I can't wait.
Mmm!
- What is this? - It's Cuban punch,
and it's delicious.
Go ahead, Bernie. You'll probably hate it, but force yourself.
Uh-huh.
Bernie. Bernie. Oh, my God.
You are a real nutcase.
That's 151-proof rum!
(exhales)
Maybe I was thirsty. Waitress!
Oh, waitress!
(laughing)
This way.
I tell ya, this place must be great.
I have no idea what we just ordered.
Is this a ritual that's commonly practiced before people share themselves?
Oh, yes. Absolutely. Absolutely.
See, this is romantic.
You got champagne, ambiance. You know?
Gets you in the mood.
Mmm. Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.
- Voilà. Bon appétit. - Gracias.
- What is this, Jack? - Uh, this is, um—
Oh, this is bon appétit. This is French food.
See, it's "terrifique." They don't say terrific. They say "terrifique."
- Mmm. - (chuckles)
You okay?
- Jack. - Hmm?
I want to rub this bon appétit over every inch of your body.
- (stammers) - (giggles)
- Really? - Yeah.
(giggling)
Well, let's do it. Let's do it. We'll get an order to go.
- Uh, garçon. Uh, senor— - (laughing)
What did I say? I said something funny?
Oops! I guess that bite got away from you, huh, honey?
What's the big idea?
I'm really enjoying this bon appétit, Jack.
Oh.
Kitty, you're having some sort of extraterrestrial reaction to this stuff.
- Don't be silly. I feel wonderful. - Well, I think
- maybe the best thing would be for us to— - N-No, Jack. No.
- Kitty, listen to me. - Jack!
You gotta trust me. Trust me on this, Kitty.
No. Jack!
(screams)
PEOPLE (gasp)
Oh, honey, what's the rush? Don't you want your entrée?
- (shrieking) Oh, my God! - No, Jack.
I want to share myself with you right now.
Oh. Ooh.
I don't know if that's such a good idea
in front of all these nice people.
Oh, hold it, Kitty. Don't do it.
Not here. Not here! Kitty, please. Heads up!
Ah!
Kitty!
Must be something she ate. Huh!
(giggling)
Incoming!
(people yelling, screaming)
Keep the change!
♪♪ (conga)
(chattering)
♪♪ (slow dance)
RUBY: You know, I figured out something about you.
Yeah? What?
Once a person gets past that tight-assed routine of yours,
- you're not a bad guy. - No.
No. And I'll tell you something else, Lefkowitz.
You make me laugh.
Imitation of an owl.
(laughing)
I think you're very pretty.
You do?
Thanks.
- Rose! - Bernie?
Rosie.
Hey, Bernie!
- What's the matter, you sick or something? - This was a mistake.
- I shouldn't have come. - Jesus Christ.
What the hell are you talking about?
I can't do this to Rose.
- I think we better go now. - Bullshit!
Bernie, bullshit!
Your wife is just an excuse. Do you know that?
She's just an excuse so you don't have to go on living.
Well, guess what, buster,
life goes on!
And if you had any— if you'll pardon my French— balls,
you'd face up to the fact that she's dead!
Rose is dead, Bernie,
and you're not!
(sighs)
Are you all right?
Um— I, um—
I was going through one of
Susan's photo albums today,
and there were some pictures of David
on his 14th birthday
at a New Year's party.
It's five years of his growing up that we've missed.
This is our family. My life doesn't have any meaning without them.
Ben, I want us to stay here.
I want us all to be together.
Look, I know you're worried
about the boy and his mother.
I'm worried too.
Look around, honey. Everybody we know,
except for Bernie,
is sick or dying.
They're droppin' like flies.
Honey, I don't want to watch that happen to you.
I don't want it to happen to me.
And we can beat it, you know.
But it's not right!
People shouldn't outlive their children.
Do you want the truth?
I'm scared of death.
Well, don't you think I know that?
I'm scared too—
not of dying.
I'm scared of living without you.
But I don't want to leave here!
Good morning.
- How's it goin'? - Good.
I think we can get in and out of the institute without ever being discovered.
Great. Great.
It was some date last night, huh?
How you feelin'?
Foolish.
I should have known better than to eat something when I didn't know what it was.
Mm.
But thank you for taking care of me.
- So, where did you sleep? - Are you kidding? Sleep?
I was up all night waiting for the cops to show up.
(sighs) Well, I guess we made a clean getaway.
I'm sorry, Jack. Is there any way that I can make it up to you?
Oh, come on. Come on, Kitty.
Compared to some of my dates,
last night was a raging success.
I don't know. Sometimes I think maybe I'll be
one of those guys who never finds anyone,
lives on TV dinners, talks to his dog.
Which is okay, 'cause I kind of like dogs.
Jack, I'd like to show you something...
but in order to see it, you're gonna have to close your eyes.
This isn't gonna be anything kinky now, is it?
- No, I don't think so. - Okay.
- Oh. Oh, wow. - Shh.
(no audible dialogue)
Vital signs are dropping fast.
Respiration rate's down. Looks bad.
I think that dog and pony show wore him out. What do you think?
I think that in a couple of days it'll be out of our hands.
That's what I think.
- How do you know it'll work? - KITTY: It has to work.
He wasn't revived properly.
If we don't get him back now, he won't survive.
We need your help.
I don't know. Thanks.
Breaking into that place sounds kind of risky,
especially now that the military's involved.
Joe's right. What if we get caught?
Will you listen to us?
We're back less than a week,
and already we're beginning to sound like a bunch of frightened old geezers.
Have we forgotten what they've done for us, what they've given us?
As far as I'm concerned, we owe them everything.
If one of their friends needs help, I'm damn well gonna give it.
You can count me in.
Well, we're in.
- Okay. Count us in too. - KITTY: Good.
Once we get our friend back, we'll go directly to the rendezvous point.
The ship will meet us at midnight. If you have any unfinished business,
- today's the day to do it. - Joe.
- Why didn't you tell me, Joe? - Bernie.
- We were gonna— - Don't you "Bernie" me.
You can all go straight to hell.
Bernie.
Goddamn it, Bernie. Wait a minute.
When were you going to tell me, Joe?
Or were you just going to let me find out after you'd gone?
I didn't have the heart to tell you that we were only gonna stay a few days.
I'm sorry, but I was trying to help you.
Help me? You just yanked the rug right out from under me.
Do me a favor. Go be a good Samaritan somewhere else.
You know, Bernie, you are the most miserable,
self-centered complainer I've ever met.
Other people are in pain. Other people are afraid.
If you'd open your goddamned eyes once in a while, you might see that!
As far as I'm concerned,
you can feel sorry for yourself until hell freezes over.
You don't deserve to have friends like us.
(children yelling, chattering)
Here. Here it is. You throw it.
That's the way. Throw it to Mary.
Oh! It's over there now. Come on. Bring it.
That's a good throw!
There now. That's the way.
Catch it!
Whee!
- Anthony! - I got it!
- Anthony! - Oh, no!
Anthony!
- (tires screeching) - CHILDREN (screaming)
Oh, God. No! Someone, please, call an ambulance!
Joe.
Hello, Bernie.
I went looking for you at the motel.
Ruby told me. I couldn't find the others.
How is she?
Doesn't look good.
Really something the way things work out.
She was so happy to be back here,
and then this happens.
Did you ever tell her?
Tell her what?
That you're sick again.
I've known you over 30 years, Joe.
After you blew up this afternoon,
I figured it out.
Will you get better if you go back?
I got better before.
You don't get sick there.
- Mr. Finley? - That's me.
Your wife's vital signs are stable at the moment,
but she's comatose.
I don't expect her to last the night.
I'm sorry.
- Can I see her? - Yes, of course.
Honey?
Can you hear me?
(crying)
(beeps)
(beeping)
(beeping faster)
Joe.
Hello, my darling.
What happened? I can't remember.
You were in an accident,
but you're gonna be fine.
(exhales) I dreamed I—
Something was pulling me farther and farther away,
and then you came and held me
and wouldn't let me go.
My God, Joe.
What's happened?
What have you done?
I gave you a present...
something you needed.
You know, a lot of my life,
I-I've been a selfish son of a bitch.
Oh.
I haven't always taken care of you the way I should have.
But I always loved you.
I know that, Joe.
I've always known that.
(crying) Joe, I can't be without you.
Sure you can.
I want you to take that job.
And anyway...
my time's run out.
Oh, Joe.
Ooh. I am so tired.
I am...
so damn tired.
Then rest, darling.
Go ahead and rest.
(chattering)
Well,
that's the end of an era.
Won't be the same now.
We never should have come back.
If we'd stayed put, this never would have happened.
Oh, you can't second-guess fate.
You got to take it the way it comes,
then try and figure out how to deal with it.
Joe would have liked this. He loved the beach.
Oh, he didn't give a shit about the beach.
It was them smooth-legged girls in them dental-floss bikinis.
- That's what he liked. - (chuckling)
I'm gonna miss that old son of a bitch.
Yeah.
Me too, pal.
Me too.
She's finally asleep.
(breath quavers)
(moans quietly)
(chuckling)
(sighs)
BESS: Art, honey, can you give me a hand?
I'll be right there.
I think we overdid this.
Half of these things won't fit.
I've been thinking.
Could we be making a mistake?
I mean, are we doing right by our child?
Is it fair to take him that far away?
I know it won't matter when he's young, but...
what about when he grows up?
Think of what he'll be missing.
All those experiences we took for granted...
he won't have.
Art, do you really think I hadn't thought about that?
For all the snowflakes and sunsets and rainbows he won't see,
think of what he will have.
Think of what he'll gain— a world with no illness,
no poverty, no wars.
Besides, if we stay here,
our child might not be born.
We'd never live long enough to see him grow up.
Well, it's time we head out.
- Be a good boy. - (kiss)
- Take good care of your mother. - Wait a minute, Grandpa.
Thanks.
(sniffles)
- Have a safe trip. - Bye-bye, now.
BESS: Good-bye, Ruby.
Oh, we can't just leave you here like this.
Please, won't you come with us?
I belong here. I'm gonna take that job with the children.
- It's what I want. - MARY: You'll be all alone.
- What am I, chopped liver? - (chuckles)
She'll be fine.
We're gonna miss you...
more than you know.
- Good-bye, Bernie. - Bye, Art.
Well, I hate these long good-byes.
- So good-bye, my girl. - Bye-bye.
Bernie, I'm glad I got to see ya.
Me too, Ben.
- Good-bye, dear. - Good-bye, Mary.
Hold up.
Bye.
Good-bye. Bye, Bernie. Bye.
- (engine starts) - BESS: Good-bye, honey.
(motor starts)
Be careful, Jack.
(engine starts)
- Where you goin'? - Get somethin' to eat.
Hey, bring me back a burger, will ya?
(button clicks)
I'm so sorry. (sniffles)
(watch beeping)
(gasps weakly)
(vehicle door opens, closes)
(laughing) Down by six, right?
Okay.
(chattering)
(engine idling)
- (gate opening) - Come on.
You take the passenger side.
(generators humming)
(footsteps)
Good evening, Doc. You're workin' kinda late.
Yeah, well, uh, I had a couple things I had to finish up.
You have a good evening.
(no audible dialogue)
- MAN: Aw, God! Power failure. - SARA: Rebecca, get Engineering.
- REBECCA: Right. - (objects clattering)
- REBECCA: Damn. - (generators power on, humming)
That was weird.
- Oh, my God. Rebecca, get Dr. Baron! - Right.
DOUG: He's not in here.
Phil!
- Phil! - Where the hell would he go?
- SARA: Come on. This way. - DOUG: Yeah, yeah. Let's check it out.
- Did you see anything? - This way. This way.
Phil.
SARA: Phil, don't run away.
Sara, make sure the building is sealed.
Don't forget the sea door by the dolphin tanks.
Right.
BARON: Be careful now. Don't frighten him.
There's someone in the building. Why don't you check out the west wing?
BARON: Let's go back to the lab, okay?
- Nothing down that way, sir. - (out of breath) All right.
All right. We split up here. Everyone takes a door and stays put.
Nothing gets out of this building.
Doug. Rebecca.
- You, come with me. Come on. - Yes, sir.
- BARON: I'll check the central core. - (footsteps running away)
Okay, okay. We'd better move.
(dolphins calling)
Grandpa!
David? Good. Come on. You can help me.
We're gonna have to do this, son. Take hold.
- (grunts) - It's gotta open. (grunts)
Lean into it!
All right, push, David! Push! (grunts)
Ah!
I got it, Gramps!
Stop!
What are you doing?
Well, you see, he's my friend,
and we're gonna take him home.
Okay?
Here they come.
Okay.
Did you see anyone, ma'am?
No.
(watch beeping)
- JACK: Ahoy! - Ho! Welcome back!
There we go.
All right, sir.
There you go.
- BEN: There you go, boy. - Hello, darling.
- Art. - BEN: Barnacle Bill.
- David. What are you doing here? - Hello, Grandma.
MARY: Are you all right? Are you both all right?
What happened?
BEN: Now, Mother, he was a lot of help to me,
and, without him, I wouldn't be here.
DAVID: Yeah. I did all right, didn't I, Grandpa?
I'll say you did.
Hittin' a baseball will be a cinch after that.
I wish you'd be here to see it.
We will be.
What?
Well, hell, that's what you want, isn't it?
- Ben! Oh, thank you, my darling. - Grandpa.
- Thank you. - (whooshing)
Walter!
- Good to see you, Jack. - You make one hell of an entrance.
Thank you.
- You've done well. - He's weak, but he'll survive.
Well, I see the gang's all here.
Not the whole gang.
I know. I'm sorry about Joe. He was a good man...
and a good friend to all of us.
Well, Ben, are you sure you won't come with us?
Real sure.
I tell ya.
See, Walter, a man's not supposed to outlive his children.
(crying) Oh!
And besides, I may see you some other time, some other place.
That may be true, Ben.
Well, I think it's time to leave.
You've no idea how we'll miss you.
You'll make a wonderful mother.
(chuckles) You'll make a wonderful grandmother.
(chuckles) Ah!
You won't forget us, will you?
Forget ya? Ha.
No, we won't forget ya.
Now, you'd better get goin'.
- You'll miss your connection in Baltimore. - (chuckling)
I thought you only cried when somebody died.
Or when your friends are leavin'.
(chuckles) Yeah.
I see what you mean. Good-bye, Ben.
(sighs)
Well? Oh. Hey, come here.
I got something here that means a lot to me.
I want you to have it, Kitty.
(laughs) It's my high school graduation photo.
I got it framed, so you can put it on the TV or... somethin'.
Thank you. I really love it, Jack.
I'll miss you, Kitty.
- I'll miss you too, Jack. - WALTER: I'm sorry. Kitty.
It's time.
(loud rumble)
(doorbell chimes)
(chuckling)
(no audible dialogue)
SARA: Excuse me.
Hi. I'm sorry to bother you, but I ran out of gas and you're the only light.
Do you happen to know if there's anyplace nearby where I can get gasoline?
I'll be right with you.
- (door closes) - JACK: Yeah.
There's an all-nighter about a mile down the road.
I can give you a lift if you want.
- Sure you wouldn't mind? - Oh, no. No problem.
Kinda late to be out, huh?
Yeah, well, I'm just on my way home from work.
This hour?
I wouldn't want your job.
Neither would I. I just quit.
(chuckles) Why are you looking at me that way?
Honestly, this is no line, I swear.
- But I think I know you from somewhere. - No, I don't think so.
- You sure? - Yeah.
- You look so familiar. - No. I never forget a face.
I'm sure I'd remember yours.
- My name's Jack. Jack Bonner. - Sara.
- Nice to meet you, Jack. - Pleasure.
- It's chilly, isn't it? - Yeah. Well, you know, down at—
Oh, where's my manners?
- Here you go. - Oh, thanks.
Ever been in a glass-bottom boat?
- No. - Wanna go on one?
- Yeah. I've always wanted to. - Really?
- Yeah. - Well, I've got one.
- Really? - Yeah. Well, the bank owns it,
but you're lookin' at a captain of a glass-bottom boat.
A captain?
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