I Am Number Four Page #2
- Right in the face.
- Hey, are you OK?
- A**holes.
- Yo, new dude! Little help?
Jesus!
I'm fine! Get off me.
Come on, man!
- You OK?
- No.
That's quite an arm
you got there.
Yeah. Who knew?
So, uh, what's with the UFO thing?
I know it's your first day and all,
but, uh, sooner or later
you'll figure it out.
Figure what out?
I'm definitely not the guy
you want to hang with.
Invisible.
You heard me
when I said that, right?
Yeah. Yeah, because
Let us face,
without panic, the reality of our times.
The fact that atom bombs
may, some day, be dropped on our cities.
And let us prepare for survival
by understanding the weapon
that threatens us.
Yeah.
How you settling in, bro?
- Fine, thanks.
- Good. That's good.
I see you and Spock are vibing.
Got a bit of a soft spot
for freaks, do you?
Who's talking?
Yikes.
Look. It's cute, it really is.
You are an adorable young man.
But I find it irritating,
so keep it on the bleachers, OK?
- All right.
- Good. That's good.
Also, while I'm here,
I'm gonna let you in on a little tip.
Find your place fast.
Catch the rest of this flick, OK?
Jesus, dude.
You are soaking wet.
John, get up.
Come on. We gotta go.
John.
- John.
- My hands. What...?
- Henri. My hands burn!
- John...
- Look at me and relax.
- What's happening to me?
They called them legacies back home.
You, the nine,
you're the only ones who have them.
- Legacies?
- That's right.
Your parents were members
of the Lorien Garde.
You've inherited their abilities. Gifts.
- Gifts?
- That's right.
My hands light up like road flares.
- And you call that a gift?
- Each legacy has its own function.
There's...
There's more coming?
As you breathe and focus,
you're gonna learn to control them.
- OK. OK.
- Just like you're doing, right now.
OK?
How do your hands feel?
- Better.
- Good.
So, what now?
Now?
We wait. You're gonna keep
growing stronger and faster.
I need you to be careful.
Right now, you have to focus
your mind. Get some control.
When you can do that,
you can get back to school.
I don't want to raise suspicion.
In the meantime, your powers
will only draw attention.
You keep yourself in check,
you understand?
So I got all these powers,
but I'm not allowed to use them?
Exactly.
A little early for Thanksgiving.
Paper or plastic?
Whoa.
And you wind it here...
"Strangers in Paradise"?
I know. Arty, pretentious.
Uh... That's not actually
what I was gonna say.
I just needed a name for my website
and it was right there.
You know, they should've
called this town "Ironic."
Ironic, Ohio?
Has a ring to it.
What's up with you?
You look different, or something.
Sarah, come over!
I got a new bike!
OK, I will next week.
- Hold this for a second.
- All right.
Oh, they're so cute.
You know, uh... I mean it.
Uh... Your photographs...
My parents make me babysit
for film money,
and those are two of my victims.
You know, I'm, uh...
pay you a compliment, but, uh...
...it's not going so well.
Oh.
Right. Um...
Thank you.
I don't know, I just, um,
see better through this thing.
It's like my own
personal BS detector.
Come on! Let's go!
Excuse me. Did you forget something?
You had two things to do, you know?
- Lock the door and turn off the lights!
- That's Sam's dad?
His stepdad.
Every night
it's the same thing with you!
This is it.
You live here?
Yeah, I grew up here.
- It's just a house.
- I know.
You hungry?
So, John, just moved
from Santa Fe a few weeks ago.
- The Smiths, right?
- Uh, yes, sir.
- And your father's a writer?
- Yes, he is.
Everybody really does know everything
in this town.
Oh, gossip spreads like Ebola.
Question game!
Oh! Sorry, my bad.
- All right, everybody, surrender them.
- Here you go.
All electronic devices.
Come on, Sarah. Thank you.
Hand them over.
- And you.
- Mom?
He'll get it back after dinner.
You'll get it back after dinner.
- Thank you, John. See? It's fine.
- All right.
So, Santa Fe's kind of hip, right?
Nah, not with the spring carnival
coming up!
It's fun, and you and your folks
should definitely come.
Oh, it's just me and my dad.
Where's your mom?
- Uh... My...
- Mom.
No, it's fine. My dad and mom,
uh, they didn't get married.
Uh, you know, check it out.
Carnival.
Sarah will be there
taking pictures for the paper.
Cheap labor.
- That is not why.
- No.
- She's a very talented photographer.
- Question game!
OK. Keep your voice down,
and we will play.
It's a dinner tradition. Otherwise,
we'd never talk about the good stuff.
Worst advice you ever got?
"Pull this."
Oh, stop!
That's really gross.
OK, um...
you're gone."
It worked with your folks.
That's how she got here.
- Stop it. Stop.
- Oh, my God.
- What?
- OK, Sarah, your turn.
Oh. Mom telling me that self-tanner
looks totally natural.
She was orange.
Like a traffic cone.
On picture day.
Oh, you should go get that picture.
- We still have the picture!
- John, you are gonna...
Why would you want
to show him that?
I shouldn't have said it.
I think I tore them up.
Sorry about that.
- About what?
- My parents.
They were putting on the
"aren't we cool?" show.
They seem very proud of you.
Yeah, and they're already
trying to convince me
to go to the local community college
in Dayton.
They'd love it if I stayed here.
Got into wedding photography.
What do you want to do?
That's my favorite.
It's got all these light leaks
so the photos come out so interesting.
Here, I'll show you.
See that one right there?
That's what I was talking about.
What's this?
Um...
That is kind of private, actually.
It's amazing.
- What?
- You...
You're allowed
to look at everyone else...
...take our pictures, but, uh...
we're not allowed to see you?
OK.
That's enough.
Seems like you want to run away.
I'll just be happy
when I can get out of here.
I don't know.
I've been to a lot of places.
You don't have to give me the
"there's no place like home" speech.
I've heard it.
No, no. You can go wherever you want,
see whatever you want to.
But a place is only as good
as the people you know in it.
I, uh...
I think this is a pretty good place.
Bernie, you dumb dog.
- Does he belong to you?
- Yeah. I gotta go.
Well, hey. Hold on a sec.
Um...
Your turn.
Thanks.
I'm fine.
Heard you made quite an impression
in class yesterday.
Flashlight. It was a dumb prank.
But that class...
- Boring as hell? Yeah.
- Yeah.
Look, I know it's none of my business,
but you need to stay off the grid.
- What do you mean?
- It's all over the school.
Mark James and his man-tards
have it out for you.
Sarah may act like one of us...
...she's one of them.
He's into Sarah?
More than that.
Nobody can go near her.
They were like the town...
Whoa!
Loser!
No... OK, come on...
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