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Previously on "Resident Alien"...
Hello, Harry. I'm Goliath.
I needed to send you a message.
Look, I need more information on this alien race
that you said is trying to take over the Earth.
Here I go again, dragging another guy into my mess.
You still got it, Coach.
You know, the Hardpack tournament's coming up.
- It's my knee. - Ew!
I've been training a lot. I think I overdid it.
This package is from Violinda.
Harry, look at this.
It was just you and me there. No one else was there.
This makes no sense...
unless you're Goliath.
I knew it. I knew it!
Honey, no! Honey, stop!
[Harry Nilsson's "Without You"]
Relax.
Hey. Hey!
Honey, stop! Don't hurt him!
It was cold in the Ice-Wind Desert.
but it was also lonely.
I was left there to die.
Alone.
I did not care at the time,
but thinking about it now...
It was very painful.
All my siblings had already died.
I had killed them, of course.
And how did that make you feel?
Having an absent father?
Mm.
It makes me feel vulnerable.
And how does that make you feel?
Like you haven't been listening
to a single word I've said.
And how--
I have been listening to several words.
Good morning, sir.
I got you a little something.
Holy shit, a dinosaur egg!
What?
Oh, I'm sorry, Deputy. I got too excited.
Now, if it's not a dinosaur egg,
you're gonna think I don't like it,
but I'ma keep an open mind, okay?
Aw, a Patience snow globe.
Thank you, Deputy.
You got a little, mini town hall here.
Look at that-- a little, mini phone booth.
I wonder who's in this car?
Maybe it's Detective Lena Torres coming to visit.
Okay, all right, I see what this is.
Patience snow globe, matchmaking--
you're trying to get me to stay.
Now, see, I would think if anybody was happy
about me moving, it'd be you,
because then if I moved,
then, you know, maybe you could be sheriff someday.
Me?
A sheriff--really?
Although I can't help but notice
that UFO book on your desk.
You're gonna have to get rid of some of these silly hobbies
if you want to be taken seriously enough
to run this department.
UFOs aren't a hobby
as much as they are objects in the sky.
No, I get it. We all got our fantasies.
I mean, hell, in another life,
I could have been one of those Renaissance Faire guys, right?
But I can't be pulling people over
wearing no suit of armor on no horse.
And I damn sure can't write them no ticket
with no jousting stick or turkey leg
and a jug of mead in my hand.
Well, it's hard to argue with that logic.
Doing a good job keeping up for somebody who doesn't train.
It's the only way I could spend time with you
these days.
I'll let you off easy. We can walk a little bit here.
Let me off easy?
You're the one who's limping.
I went pretty hard at the gym earlier today.
Maybe you remember. Oh, that's right.
You were still sleeping.
Well, maybe you should go a little less hard.
You know, your body speaks to you.
It knows what it can handle.
Yeah. Key word: my body.
Okay, let's just keep things light.
Sorry.
Sorry, I just got to push to get ready for the tournament.
It's stressing me out.
It's kind of my one shot
to prove I can still kick ass, you know?
You're gonna kill it.
I just don't want you to get hurt
because you pushed it too far.
I have to push.
If I'm gonna make it through the qualifiers, I...
It's just my knee is compensating
for my old ankle injury, all right?
It's not a big deal.
Well, let's put some snow on it.
We'll get the swelling down.
Oh, yeah, good idea.
Like, just stop parenting me.
Wow, D'arcy.
I'm--I'm sorry, Elliot.
I'm sorry.
Just, let's-- let's keep running.
I think I need to go home.
I'll see you later.
Hey.
Ben Hawthorne says he doesn't want
to pay for therapy this morning.
Apparently, you weren't listening to him?
I wasn't. He is boring.
Look, I don't blame you for being distracted.
You know, you just found out you were this Goliath guy,
which also makes you father to an alien baby
that was kidnapped, which is kind of a lot.
I'm only distracted because the alien baby was taken away
before he could tell me
which alien race is taking over the Earth.
I do not care about this father-baby stuff.
Harry, it's human nature to care about your offspring.
It is human nature, not alien nature.
We do not care if our children die,
as long as they die in a ditch
and not in the road
where they will make it bumpy for our vehicles.
Selfish children.
Okay, look, I'm still confused.
The future you sent the past you a message, but how?
Do you have a time machine?
Wait. Can we go back in time?
There is no such thing as a time machine.
The only effective way to travel through time
is through... is through...
There is no word for it.
Uh...
In English,
a portal, I guess, is the closest thing you could say.
Mm.
But you would not understand it.
Try me. Portals. Go on.
A portal is a split
in the fabric of time.
Okay.
Uh, well,
the fabric of time,
and it is like a--
sort of like a poly-wool blend.
As the accelerating atoms speed up,
it causes the fabric to peel sort of nubbins because--
Harry, you don't know what you're talking about, do you?
No, I don't.
My people have never figured it out.
I guess I went through an existing portal
left by another alien race.
What?
There are only two alien species that use portals.
The Greys.
But it is not them.
They have no use for humans,
except to probe their elimination holes.
But there is one more.
Who?
Alpha Draconians.
They use portals.
Are they dangerous?
Not the same way as Greys are,
but they are good at disguising themselves.
They can look human.
God!
What the hell?
Were you just picking my nose?
Alpha Draconians, their nostrils are pleasure zones,
so if you were an Alpha Draconian,
then you would've liked that!
Well, I didn't like it, and if you do it again,
I will break your finger.
Obviously, you are human, so you passed!
- Hey, honey. - Hey.
Missed you this morning with your early therapy,
so I brought you a juice box...
- Ah! - And a sandwich.
Thank you. I am dying of thirst.
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