Invasion

Am I normal?

Your pulse is irregular.

Brain activity, inconclusive...

That's not what I asked.

I can feel it.

Their language.

It's filling my mind.

Let's take it one step at a time.

What do you remember from your trip into the jungle?

I wasn't in the jungle.

I found you, Mitsuki.

You'd wandered out there all alone.

I wasn't in the jungle.

I was in them.

I remember following their voices,

digging for the light.

Looking over the world.

The mother ship.

That's where the portals go.

If I can learn to control them, we can send people through.

I have to go again.

To be repeatable, an action requires memory.

Can you honestly say yours is intact?

What the hell is this place?

Hell is definitely the right word for it.

Billy?

Can you hear me?

Is he family?

Something like that.

The General said that they were returned this way.

Returned? You mean...

Jesus.

Felix?

Nels?

Dolores?

Are there any more down here?

Nah, this is it. They're just running tests on them.

To see why they were sent back at all.

To hell with that. You're going home, Billy.

All of you.

Rose, they're not going home.

Look at them.

Dig deep! Fortify position. Move out!

I'll keep watch. We need to move out.

I made a promise to everyone who stopped by the station, who called.

I swore I would do whatever it took.

Every face on every poster.

Yeah, and now you know where they are. And you're gonna tell them.

Tell them what?

That I left 'em?

But you know well as anyone what it's like to live with loss.

Wouldn't you have given anything to see your son again?

Not like this.

Right now, the people out there, the people that you promised,

they got what I don't.

Hope. Something to fight for.

You can't bring their loved ones back looking like this. All right?

And at the very least they can be here,

and somebody can figure out and try to help them.

But in the meantime, you and I, we need to go back out there,

and we gotta help the ones who actually need it.

Goddamn it.

We are coming back here, Trev. And when we do...

They're all going home.

- - Hey. We gotta move, now!

Let's go.

Drop your weapons!

On your knees!

- We don't want any trouble. - Shut up! On your knees!

Slide 'em forward.

I got two escaped prisoners...

Hey, back it up!

- - Get on your knees now.

Come on, get on your knees! Get on your knees!

- You good? - Yeah.

Thanks.

Thank me when we're out of here.

I've managed to go back...

And each time I've gone, I've gotten a better sense of it.

We were hoping you could create a map.

I tried to make one by working with the other kids.

Everyone's experience of the alien world is different.

- Can't be. - But you think you now know

where you've been traveling to?

Drawing it out wouldn't make sense for anyone.

I'll catch up.

But I was there less than an hour ago.

Look, I don't know how, okay?

But I've... I've been traveling to the mother ship.

That's why I called this meeting, General.

The information Caspar has gathered,

the maps he's made with the other children,

all paint a picture of that ship.

The question is how do we strike it?

There's a light.

There's a light up there.

Brighter than the rest.

And they don't want me to get to it but I can see it.

And I think it connects them, all of them.

So if we hit them...

We hit all of them.

Let's say the kid can get back there.

The portal here in Idabel usually returns people to the same place: the crater.

And as for picking them up, how and where is random, it's unpredictable.

Even if we could find it,

we wouldn't know how to control it long enough for my men to enter safely.

I hope our team in the Amazon can help answer that question.

One of them was up there with Caspar.

They'll be updating me shortly.

The areas of our planet fit for human habitation have shrunk.

Hunter-killers are decimating our forces.

There is nowhere else left for us to run in our world.

So we need to take this war to their world.

Caspar?

Trevante?

Caspar the Ghost.

I wanna see your hands in the air, right now!

I gave you an order!

- Wait, w-w-w-wait. No, I... I know him. - General, who is this?

I'm Trevante Cole, former US Navy SEAL, ma'am.

Current prisoner for breaking into this base.

I'm sorry, Madam President.

We had an incident today

which is why Chief Cole was in confinement.

Permission to return the prisoner to his cell?

No. I know Trevante. Okay?

He... He helped me back in London.

He took me to the hospital, and he risked his life to save mine.

I wouldn't be alive if it wasn't for him.

I thought I lost you.

Yeah, you almost did.

Jamila...

- She found me. - She made it too.

- Madam President, please? - General,

tell your men to stand down.

Let us hear what he has to say.

How did you find our base in Idabel?

Caspar, he led me here.

His drawings, his book.

You still have it?

It's the only thing I hung on to this whole time.

It kept me... It kept me going.

It led me to this town, this base.

It was all in your book.

And everyone thought I was crazy.

And now you're there.

I'm here.

I knew it.

Knew what?

I knew this was all for a reason.

I heard you saying you're gonna go to the mother ship with Caspar.

If you're sending soldiers, I'm in.

This is not Afghanistan, son. This is no ordinary mission.

Exactly. If you send soldiers up there

who don't know how he thinks or how he works,

you are sending the wrong weapons to war.

Ma'am, I'm the one. The only one for this mission.

I trust him with my life.

I appreciate that. But I do not.

We've worked too hard, too long to hand this mission

to someone we can't control.

You got a town full of soldiers you can control.

And I got through damn near all of them.

That further proves your lack of respect for authority.

So, you can go back to your cell or you can go home.

Those are your options.

I'm not walking away from this.

Then you'll be walked back to your cell. General!

No. No, wait!

Time is not one of our luxuries.

Say your goodbyes and say them now.

Guess we never did get to say goodbye.

Good luck.

You too.

You, uh... You all right?

He doesn't want me to go under.

He doesn't even want me to try.

Maybe he cares about you.

More than anything, even himself.

I didn't come all this way to stop now.

He needs me up there.

Yeah. And what if we need you down here?

Look, um, I'm just saying, right...

I mean, look at the drawing.

I've looked at it hundreds of times. Thousands. What of it?

Yeah, okay, right. That's supposed to be you. Yeah?

And Casp here?

He's on one planet and you're on the other.

You told me Caspar knows what's coming.

His... His drawings are the... the answer, or clue, or whatever.

So, why would this be different?

Why would he draw something unless it was meant to be?

Sometimes, you stare at something long enough,

you see what you want to see,

what you... ...what you wish it could be.

Doesn't make it real.

No matter how much you wish it was.

Monty.

Look, I'm... Look, I'm just saying that we need you.

The world needs you.