The Color Out of Space (Die Farbe)

Mr. Davis? - Yes. - Detective Ward.

Ah. Come in.

His tracks lead to Logan Airport.

He took the plane to Frankfurt...

during the night of the...

9th of June.

You really don't know what might have taken him to Germany?

He was over there during the war, but...

he never talked about it.

Oh, Jonathan!

Good day, Mr. Danforth.

I haven't seen you here since...

your graduation ceremony.

But you must have gone astray.

This section here has nothing to offer to a respectable scientist.

What can I do for you?

Your father was sent to Germany after the war.

Serving as an auxiliary medic.

As far as I know he spent most of the time in the south-west of the occupation zone.

In the scarcely inhabited forest regions of...

Bavaria and Wurttemberg.

Right where the Romans built the Limes.

Has he told you anything about his experience there?

No.

And I've never asked.

He most likely had to endure a lot.

The wounded. The refugees.

Starving children. Mothers frozen to death.

Your father left us full of life and zest for action...

but he returned as an old man.

How long has it been that...?

Two years ago.

The practice was closed two years ago.

That didn't do him any good, I...

should have visited him much more often, but you know...

my work.

Could be a post-traumatic relapse.

You should search for him.

I'll do just that.

My plane leaves tomorrow morning.

If I'm right, one thing is certain,

the sooner he sees a familiar face...

the better.

And for me, the sooner I find him, the better.

Oh, Jonathan!

If you come across celtic headstones...

don t forget;

Take longitude and latitude.

That's important!

I know.

Erm... excuse me.

Is it still possible for me to get through, please?

Not really.

The road is closed due to the damming.

Erm... What does that mean?

The river...

is being dammed here to make a lake.

The valley will be completely flooded.

The water has already reached the road, you can't get through there any more.

Erm... I don't want...

to get into the valley.

I want to get to the village here.

Ah, yes...

you have to take the diversion...

over there then.

Calling it a road would be... exaggerating...

it is... more of a trail.

And that is now the only way to this village?

At the moment, yes.

Another road might be built, but...

I doubt it.

No one wants to live down there, everyone is moving away...

Only the elderly are left.

Ok. Well... thanks... I mean..."danke'.

No problem...

and drive carefully!

Slow. Ok?

What, another stupid American?

'I not understanding.'

Excuse me.

Yes?

Have you seen this man before?

No. No, I'm sorry.

Thanks.

Excuse me.

I'm looking for this man.

Never seen him before.

Perhaps you?

I don't know him.

Thanks.

Sorry!

Don't mention it.

Have you seen this man before?

No.

But...

I remember this one here.

Your father was here...

with other soldiers, I think it was three months after the end of the war.

I met him in the valley...

the day I came back from the front.

Hey you, hands up!

What do you want?

What do you want?

This is my farm!

This is my farm!

What s your name?

What s your name?

Pierske.

Armin Pierske.

Okay.

Herr Pierske?

Good, Herr Pieske...

Your farm is big enough to take in Displaced Persons...

on the way to Stuttgart or Heidenheim.

We will make a note of that...

and send it on.

Let's go!

W-Wait!

Wait!

Wait.

No!

You won't get any morphine from me.

I don't need any morphine.

Where are you going?

Is there...

another farm back there?

Gimme that.

We'll have a look.

Hey, stop!

Don't go down there!

He s gone mad.

It s okay!

I don't think it is over yet...

You're coming with us. Take him!

I went back, shortly after they began working on the dam.

To say goodbye.

The water had already reached the barn.

A heartening sight.

I'll be pleased when it is all washed away.

How come?

So, he didn't tell you.

Good...

I'm looking for him!

He came here two weeks ago.

No one...

no one forgets it.

The colour.

It all began with the meteorite.

It hit near a neighbouring farm.

The fire...

burned all night long.

It was the next day, early morning...

before we could get to the crater.

It is not as large as you described it on the telephone, Herr Gärtener.

It shrunk.

Last night it reached to here.

Stones do not shrink.

During the night, it glowed very brightly.

What is it?!

It is still damn hot.

The stone is soft!

Almost like... plastic.

We need water to cool it down!

Strange, isn't it?

Well, we will see what the results of the analysis are.

The material certainly shows a very high capacity for heat retention.

Look! It's stopped!

That probably explains the elasticity as well.

It is burning a hole through.

Bring us an iron pot!

And potholders!

Wasn't the piece bigger before?

We must get that straight to the lab and begin the analysis.

They came back the next day.

To get to the Gärteners place, they had to pass us.

I saw them and, curious as I was...

I tagged along.

They came to get another sample.

'Cause, the first had vanished.

Simply disappeared!

Herr Professor!

Herr Professor!

Interesting...

it seems to react with silicon.

Where was the impact site again?

Amongst others... Widmanstätten structures, Professor.

Wonderful!

So, all that we could definitely determine today...

is that it was definitely a meteor.

It is definitely a metal.

It is magnetic.

And we have Widmanstätten.

But otherwise...

Neither nitric acid nor aqua regia corrode it...

just cool it down a bit.

Heating it does not cause a gas to form...

nor any other signs of decomposition.

It permanently radiates heat without cooling.

It glows in the dark.

And it transforms completely into air...