Invasion

Caspar?

Is that you?

Talk to me, Casp.

I'm here.

Where, Casp?

Where?

I feel you.

I'm right here.

Give me something, Casp.

Jamila.

Four months after the declaration of alien invasion

and still no communication with their ships, nor confirmation of their intent,

the refugee crisis continues with millions seeking shelter...

It's only natural you'd still be grieving.

Grieving? My dreams aren't going away, Mum.

I know you're gutted, but you need to be patient with yourself.

I've been patient.

What if they're not dreams?

- You're not making any sense. - Mum, listen.

Caspar could do things that don't make sense.

He stopped the aliens with his mind.

A nuclear bomb stopped them things, not your Jedi shit.

Yeah? So, why are they still here then?

More and more of them every day.

Why our nukes done nothing to their Death Star, you tosser?

Jamila!

I'm sorry, Mum. But I--

I can feel it. You know, Caspar. He's out there.

Somewhere, somehow.

He might be the only shot we've got.

Mum, you help save people every day.

What if you had the chance to save more than a tent-full of patients?

More than a hospital-full?

What if you could save everybody?

Look, the dreams will fade, Jamila. But I know your spirit never will.

That's the kind of thing that will save us.

Not magic, not some-- some boy that's gone.

I'm sorry, but he's gone.

I have to go.

What is that?

- I need it! Mom! It's for protection. - Give it to me!

Are you sure?

You gotta swish it around, or the barley will go to the bottom.

It's heavier than water.

You made contact yet?

What?

You can keep on looking,

but I don't think they're coming to the party.

Darien, would you leave my brother alone with your bad jokes?

It's a party. I can't have fun at a party?

You good, Trev?

All good, just enjoying the party.

Uh-uh. See, now I know you're lying,

'cause nobody enjoys getting stuck with my husband at a party.

Except you.

Least they brought this family together, right?

I mean, before they showed up, we never got together like this.

Unless it was a wedding or a funeral.

More funerals than weddings now.

These kids are eating us dry. Shiona, do you have any more supply packs?

Listen, I can go to the store for you, Auntie.

Oh, we used up all our rations already, baby.

It's fine. I got tickets. You know, I can round up the supplies, all right?

"Round up the supplies."

You sound like a soldier again.

Old habits.

Well, hurry up now, or we're all gonna start eating the grass.

Jordan fell in the deep end!

- Help! He can't breathe. - Jordan!

Jordan!

Jordan!

Jordan! Jordan! Darien!

Come on. Come on. Hey, hey.

- Oh, my God! Oh, my God, Darien! - Come on.

- He's not breathing, Darien! - Please, Son.

- He's not brea-- Oh, my God! - Breathe. Breathe. Come on.

It's all right. Come on.

Please.

Come on.

Back up! Back up!

Come on. Come on, come on.

Come on!

- Oh, thank goodness! - Hey. There you go.

- There you go. Hey. - Uncle Trev?

The hell were you thinking, huh?

Do you wanna help them things, huh?

Do you wanna finish their job for 'em?

- We gotta take care of ourselves! Okay? - Trevante!

Do you hear me? Do you hear me?

Do you hear me? Look at me!

- Look at me! - No! Trevante, you stop it right now!

That's my boy! You stop it!

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

What's wrong with you?

I'm gonna go get the food.

Jordan. Jordan, baby, are you okay?

Are you all right? You're okay?

Okay. All right, all right.

Over here!

Don't you realize it's for our food supply?

- Here! Here. - Here!

Here! Me! Here!

Fuck yeah!

Dusters!

Kindling!

Oi!

What you doing?

- Please. I-I mean no harm. - Yeah?

- So, what's that blood then? - It's mine.

I cut it on the lock there.

I'm sorry. I just need to feed my family.

We had to evacuate our house outside London, when--

Yeah, I know. I saw the map. I know it's gone red.

Like the moon.

What about the moon?

The soldiers were burning spores.

The wind came, turned the air toxic.

The moon went red. Red all night, like they'd set it--

On fire.

My little girl asked why the sun was out at night.

She asked if it was scared to be all alone in the sky during the day.

Please, just a few things for my family. Please, I beg you.

Take only what you need.

You know the rules. No talking, 30 minutes max.

Thanks.

Whoa, what's that?

- What's happening? - God.

Caspar?

Billions of neurons moving in perfect sync.

Mitsuki.

Them.

Hello?

- Hey. You're back. - Yo, where is everyone?

Well, you've been gone a long ti--

Oh, wow!

You've been gone a long time, but the party ended a while back.

How's Jordan?

Shaken.

- We put him to bed about an hour ago. - Good.

I'm good.

We not gonna talk about it?

What do you mean?

Your outburst. With Jordan.

Man.

I'm sorry.

Learah called.

Or you called Learah.

Oh, she's doing fine.

No, she's still at her uncle's in Pensacola.

- Still doesn't wanna talk to me, right? - Well, what do you expect?

I battled my way across the world just so I can get back to her, okay?

And she loves you for it.

We all do.

But you know you never--

You never really came back.

I'm not judging you, Trev.

Learah told me about the book, the boy.

She warned me you were still fighting some kind of war.

I see the way you look at the sky.

The way you look out the window sometimes.

I know you're still chasing ghosts.

Some of us just wanna spend

whatever time we got left on this Earth free from demons.

Pretending they're not here.

And throwing parties, acting like everything is normal.

I know the world that we're living in, the world that my boy is living in,

just might not be the same one that you're in.

I packed your suitcase.

Is this because I yelled at Jordan?

You're kicking me out because I yelled at Jordan. Seriously?

I know where you go when you leave here.

I know you go searching for answers.

You know it scares me half to death what could happen to you out there.

So, I say this with all the love in my heart.

Go.

Go fight your war.

I hope you find what you're looking for. I really do.

I love you.

Jam? Jam, food's ready!

Jamila.

Jam?

I know this is gonna hurt.

I know this is not what you wanna be reading.

I'm aware of the dangers out there, and I know you're scared.

And so am I.

But I can't sit around and do nothing.

I can't hide and wait for the world to end.

As hard as it may be out there, the hardest part is leaving home.

Leaving you.

But I'm going out to chase my dreams,

even if they're just dreams.

Because this Jedi shit might be the one and only thing

that could save our planet.

I'm coming, Casp.

It's your fault, really.

You're the one who taught me to fight for what I believe in,

no matter what.

And I believe in this.

I love you.