Alien Code

Subtitles by explosiveskull

It's all already happened.

It was over before it began.

You know, the world could end tomorrow, but...

You know, but what else is new, right?

So maybe you... You can't change how it ends

but you sure as hell can change how you get there.

Shit.

- -

Come on.

Hey.

Oh, shit.

Hey.

Jesus. Fuck.

What the fuck?

"Watch me."

Okay.

I know this is weird,

and you're probably freaking the fuck out,

but just relax.

You're not dreaming.

You're not drunk, and you're not high.

This is, um...

This is happening.

So if you could, uh...

You could stop your heart from doing somersaults,

and your thoughts from drowning in a sea of confusion, then...

Um...

Then I'll explain everything.

But, um...

you might wanna take a shot or two of bourbon first.

What the fuck?

I'm serious, man. It's gonna help.

Yeah, um...

Yeah. I... Shit. I...

Um, I'm... I'm not really sure how to...

explain this because it's... It's such a

gargantuan mind-fuck,

so I'll just, um...

I'll start at the beginning.

Alex Jacobs?

You a lawyer?

My name is Rebecca Stillman.

I work for A.R.I.S.T. May I come in?

Who the fuck is A.R.I.S.T.?

Advanced Research Institute of Science and Technology.

We're a private company under contract with the NSA.

NSA...

Look, lady, I've been cleared,

so if you wanna talk to my lawyer...

I'm here to offer you a job.

Mmm.

That's, uh...

hefty.

That's a hell of an NDA.

Okay. So you're gonna show up on my doorstep,

offer me a job, but you're not gonna

tell me what it is?

I can't divulge any specifics

until you've signed the non-disclosure agreement.

Yeah...

It's only a precaution. No obligation.

Mmm.

All right.

As a gesture of how important it is

for us that you consider our proposal,

I'd like to offer a little something just to hear me out.

What is this?

Sign, and it's yours.

You're gonna pay me just to sign the NDA?

You've got nothing to lose.

Well.

All right. Shoot.

We'd like to hire you to decipher an encrypted message.

Okay. Why me?

Because you're arguably one of the best

cryptographers of your generation.

No, come on.

That's bullshit. Look, I'm good,

but the best? No.

We like your work, Alex.

We were particularly impressed with your Amber algorithm.

My Amber algorithm.

- Yes. -

That, uh, pissed a lot of people off, that one.

It did more than that.

Broke countless laws, compromised

the security of hundreds of multinational firms,

and folded the company you worked for.

You know, I can't take all the credit for that.

You see, the-the NSA, they pressured us

into implementing back doors

for the sake of "national security."

And you do know after that information leaked,

they turned their backs,

and they threw us under the bus,

so thank you, Uncle Sam.

It's business.

It's conspiracy.

Come on. I signed the NDA. What, uh...?

What ethically-ambiguous scheme is it this time?

Two months ago, we detected

a U.S. military satellite in orbit.

A satellite we never sent up.

It was retrieved and examined,

and inside, we found an encoded message.

One that we've been unable to decrypt.

What do you mean, you didn't send it up?

We never sent that satellite into orbit.

So it's not American.

It is.

It's ours. Just not from now.

We believe it's from the future.

I'm sorry, uh, what?

There was a non-encrypted message stating its origin.

Of course, we were dubious at first,

but after undergoing a variety of tests

we've come to the conclusion that it was,

in fact, sent back in time.

Okay, you're, uh... You gotta be fucking kidding me.

It contains advanced apparati well beyond our...

This is gonna bounce, right? The check?

That check's gonna bounce. That check will not bounce.

I assure you.

Alex, I'm speaking to you with utmost sincerity.

Let me get this straight.

You're telling me that there is a satellite

that has been sent back in time,

and it has an encrypted message

that you want me to decrypt. That's what you're saying?

We'd like to bring you to a secure laboratory

where you will have all the time and resources you need.

Wait a minute. You're serious?

Very.

A secure laboratory?

In a private facility.

Yes, if you agree to my offer,

you'll be sedated and transported.

- What? - As a security measure.

Sedated? No! Okay.

Look, Alex, this is the opportunity of a lifetime.

No. The NSA sent you here to fuck with me, didn't they?

I understand this is hard to swallow.

Look, if you're trying to dupe me,

maybe you should use something more credible.

Okay. Okay.

Take out your phone.

Why?

I just had that check deposited into your bank account.

And that was just for signing the NDA.

You sign the contract to work for us...

Your reputation's tarnished, Alex.

No one wants to hire a cryptographer

who specializes in subverted implementations.

You're scraping by, freelancing for start-ups under an alias.

You're drowning in legal debt,

and living in your mom and dad's old home.

You can't afford to turn this down.

Check your phone.

You're serious.

Very.

You sign this contract,

the first half will be transferred

into your account immediately. The rest upon completion.

Yeah, I signed it.

I would've been crazy not to.

It was a ridiculous amount of money.

They came for me the next day.

Your arm.

Are you fucking kidding me?

Don't get any ideas.

- - Ah!

Jesus.

Fuck.

- -

How's your head?

I feel like I was roofied and lobotomized.

That'll pass.

You ready to see the lab?

Come on.

Let's do it.

Here you go.

I'm only decrypting a message, right?

You'll find everything you need.