The Man Who Fell to Earth

Hmm.

Good boy.

He's a good boy.

He's a good boy. Yes, he's a good dog.

Who's a good boy?

Good boy.

He always walks around alone in these big circles.

Edes?

What?

Clive is still walkin' around in his big circles alone.

He's fine. He likes being alone.

Okay.

I gotta come by here more often

'cause there's so much warmth.

You guys are a blast

but, uh, I'm gonna go play with Clive.

Are we at quota?

I found a supplier.

Did your brother lift a finger,

or was he too busy reading his newspaper?

I found a supplier.

You know, he never lifts a goddamn finger.

Even when I'm dying.

- You're not dying. - I told you not to say that.

I'm sorry.

I told you not to say that.

There is no room for your feelings.

We have work to do, and I am dying.

Walk.

Leave me alone!

We need to talk about what happens to this company

when I'm fucking dead.

We need to talk about your future.

Come on, boys.

Edes Flood.

Drew Finch.

I realize this is a difficult time for you.

Thank you for agreeing to this meeting.

He told me he got you shit-canned.

- What? - Clay.

He told me he got you shit-canned.

As you can see, he hasn't.

So, does this visit mean you're going to put him

in a deep dark hole, and he'll die there?

Yes, Miss Flood.

It means exactly that.

You're here because the CIA still needs OriGen,

so I don't think you can put me in a hole.

Why would we?

Your company and ours have done well together.

I see no reason for that to end.

Miss Finch, my father left me the company

because he knew I don't break.

Which means OriGen will never be broken by you

or your friends at the CIA.

So, here's what I want.

Fresh inputs of cash, indefinitely.

My brother is out, and can never get back in.

I'm CEO of OriGen. I'm your partner.

We don't have partners.

My father was your partner.

More like a paid intern.

I've sent a package to my lawyers

in the event of my death.

Whatever you think of it, I want my father's title.

I want the world to think that OriGen, that I,

am the proprietor of quantum fusion.

And your brother?

I understand you have revoked his clearance.

That's correct.

And I am the proprietor of quantum fusion,

Miss Finch.

Thank you for stopping by.

- Is it still night? - Uh-huh.

We need to grab our stuff quickly

and quietly, and go.

Go straight to the car.

Quickly. Quietly.

I don't understand.

Yeah. Okay, I'll explain more to you on the road.

- Give me your bag. - Okay.

Hop in and get your belt on right away.

Okay, okay.

Let's go.

Shit.

Portia, what's happening?

It's okay. It's okay.

Stay in the car.

Cuckoo

Cuckoo

Cuckoo, where are you?

Cuckoo, where are you?

- Cuckoo - Cuckoo

- Cuckoo - Cuckoo

Cuckoo, where are you?

Cuckoo, where are you?

- Cuckoo - Cuckoo

- Cuckoo - Cuckoo

Where are we going?

We're going where I put them.

What did you find?

I searched everything there is to search.

There's no trace of the algorithm

that makes the core... ignite.

Are you telling me we can't turn the machine on?

Yes. That's exactly what I'm telling you.

Fuck!

The algorithm has to be somewhere.

They must've uploaded it.

Also, that tone, I...

I still don't know what the message says

or how to decipher it.

You've left a trail of bodies,

and we can't deliver quantum fusion.

I don't wanna go to prison.

You're practiced in interrogation?

Is he fuckin' dead?

Hey.

Wake up.

You still alive?

Wake up.

Hey.

Your father.

No.

Don't worry about her.

Justin!

What is this? What does this mean?

It's an instruction.

Instruction to who?

The remaining Antheans.

He's telling them to prepare.

To come to Earth.

What?

- What? - Okay.

Hey, hey. Lisa.

Look at me. Look at me.

What is the probability

that we're the only people with this information?

- High. - Yeah.

I can't guarantee, but I'm...

I'm always listening to them. And...

Okay. Okay, we're gonna get the rest of it.

You're gonna take her,

and you're gonna try for the algorithm

but you'll... You'll get anything that you can,

and I will deal with him.

We either die in a cage, or we own the world.

There is nothin' in the middle.

You understand that, partner?

- Yes. - Good. Terry.

Get her over there.

Up.

Come on, sweetheart.

Let's go.

Sit.

Give me your fucking arm.

I would prefer to leave Molly alive.

Just tell me when are they coming, and how.

- I don't know. - You know.

You do know, 'cause you're the point person.

There are a billion variables.

Anthea no longer has the resources to send...

Ooh. Strong boy.

Do you meditate or something?

Do you believe me? About Molly?

No.

Give me the algorithm.

You blew up all the information when you blew up the lab.

I can't tell you anything.

All I know is he thought he was going home

until he heard the tone.

He did?

It's hard to imagine him with a home.

A family.

I bet that cross you're wearing reminds you of your family.

I bet they believed in you.

Don't bother.

You've shamed them now.

Your family.

Is Lisa short for Elizabeth?

Elizabeth of Portugal?

The Miracle of Roses.

Your family named you for a gift from God.

And here's another fact.

You did nothing.

You let Clay kill women in an abbey,

acting like an animal...

What the fuck is wrong with this guy?

Fucking nothing.

God damn it.

This is bollocks, mate.

He thought he was going home until he heard the signal.

Okay. Okay.

Quit it. Fuckin' stop.

Stop it. Fuckin' stop it.

Wow, so...

You thought you were goin' home, huh?

Newton lied to you.

Then we're the same.

Someone's lying to you.