Infestation
Hello?
I knew it.
Late again, aren't you?
Dad? No, I'm in the elevator.
I might lose you.
- Why'd your number come up "private"?
- Because I blocked it.
I get you a job, which wasn't easy
with that gaping hole in your resume...
There are no hole...
I was working in Mexico, Dad.
Bartending doesn't count
in the real world.
- It's my good name you're smearing.
- Nothing's been smeared.
I'm just glad your poor mother
isn't alive to hear this.
It's been a month. You're not allowed
to use her in our petty arguments.
Dad, can you hear me? Hello?
Jesus Christ!
- Nice of you to join us.
- Oh, yeah.
I think I just met
my future wife, actually.
Yeah, right.
- Hey, Tom.
- Yeah?
That doesn't count.
- Yeah, clinically tested.
- Maureen would like to see you.
- We accept all major credit cards.
- You're not fooling anyone.
- Maureen's been looking for you.
- Did she say why?
No, but I assume
the goodwill train has derailed.
- Yo, Ed.
- What?
- Got ya, I got ya
- This little game?
- Dumb.
- You're right.
Oh, wait, seriously, about yesterday.
- Boss needs these.
- Alright.
OK.
Hey, Cooper.
Damn. Another point.
- Just give me five more minutes.
- Maureen, I'm filing. I'm busy.
- We'll talk on Monday.
- Come in.
- I'll be right down, sweetie.
- I'll be waiting.
Sit down.
Quality control emailed me this.
I want
the money-back guarantee.
- Again, I'm not authorised to...
- Are you being smart with me?
No. If I were, I'd simply make
fun of you for buying herbal Viagra.
- Let me speak to your manager.
- Sure. Please hold.
- This is his manager. How can I help?
- That's still you!
- I think I should quit.
- I'm about to fire you.
- I'll still give you two weeks.
- Thanks, but I don't want 'em.
I have an appointment to get to.
You know, I stuck my neck out
because I knew it was a difficult time
for you and your dad.
To repay me, you show up late,
turn away callers,
get everyone playing games
on the floor...
Hello?
Maureen.
Maureen, it's Cooper.
Hey, Maureen.
Hey. Hi.
- Hello?
- What?
Hi. Hey, everything's...
Everything's gonna be...
It's gonna be OK.
You know,
my watch says it's the 26th,
so I think that means
we've been out since Friday.
- Hey, Ed. Wake up, big guy.
- I don't remember any break-in.
What do these people want?
I got in a fight with a giant, er...
a giant bug.
Yeah. About yea big.
About three feet long.
Oh, jeez.
Yeah, that's... that's normal.
Get that out of there.
- What's happening?
- Where... are we?
In the office.
Er, what's the last thing you remember?
I...
Morning meeting. Er...
Conference call with...
Oh, my God. Sara.
I have a daughter.
I know. I'm really worried
about my family, too.
She's outside in a car.
She was picking me up.
Hey, wait! Maureen,
there could be more things out there!
More what?
Oh!
Oh, God!
- Oh... Oh, no!
- Maureen, Maureen, Maureen.
Stop, stop, stop. It doesn't feel good
out here. We should go back inside.
- Sara!
- Is that... That's your daughter?
- Yes.
- In that car? OK, alright.
I'll go get her and then
we'll all go back inside together, OK?
I'll be right back.
I'll be right back, OK?
Excuse me.
Hello? Hello?
Hi. Lady.
Hey, come on. We gotta get up.
Hey. Come on.
Come on. OK.
Come here. OK, come here.
We gotta go right now, OK?
Can you walk?
- Oh, my baby!
- No, Maureen. Maureen.
Alright, we gotta get you out of here.
Rip these off. Get 'em off.
- Stop it.
- I'm trying to help you.
- Let me go.
- What have they done to her?
Mom?
- Mom!
- Come on.
We gotta get out of here right now.
Come on. You gotta get us
inside somewhere right now.
Come on. I can't see.
Slow down. Are they following us?
Oh, my God. I can hear them.
What did you do to them?
- Which building?
- Doesn't matter. Any one.
Ow! God!
- What happened to my mother?
- I wish I knew.
- Is she dead?
- I don't know.
What do you know?
Look, I've been awake
ten minutes longer than you.
Right.
What are you doing?
No. I made that mistake already.
Now's not the right time
to be waking people up, OK?
You ever hear of teamwork?
Anything can happen
when you wake somebody up.
These are human beings in cocoons.
We can't leave them like this.
You wake everyone up,
you gotta give an explanation,
and then everyone goes off
on their own tangents.
So I'm thinking
the safest place for these people
is to be in the cocoons.
Oh, sh... Oh, sh*t!
Oh! Oh, sh*t!
- Please...
- Oh, God! Oh, God!
Now can we chill the f*** out? Alright?
Get our bearings, form a plan?
What are you doing?
You're really gonna wake people up
after what just happened to you?
- I'm waking everyone in this room.
- What is she?
OK, I know
this is all very confusing.
Cooper and I don't have
many answers for you.
But what we do know
is that there seems to be bugs,
like this dead one on the floor,
crawling all over the place.
And there are flying ones, too.
Whoa. Something's moving out there.
Something just came out
of that storm drain.
- Gross.
- See it? Right over there.
Those are huge, man.
Who's in charge here?
I mean, who do we listen to, you know?
Yeah.
Listen up. I got a truck outside.
It's diesel. Strong as an ox.
Starting an engine could be a bad idea.
They like noise.
We could wait it out, stay here?
Someone more equipped than us
should be working on this.
What if they ain't?
If we woke up
as many people as possible,
we could be too much
for them to control.
They controlled us
or we wouldn't be in this situation.
- He's right. He is.
- How close is your truck?
- Out front.
- Hey, dude. Feel better?
Puking's normal.
You got some on your shirt.
- I understand.
- Did you reach anyone on the radio?
- Let's just all sit tight, everybody.
- Jackass, we're not gonna sit tight.
- Stand down, sir.
- Oh, stand down?
Are you gonna f***in' shoot me,
tough guy?
- I'm not gonna tell you again, sir!
- I'm not standing down!
Guys! Can we not go all...
Shh!
... Thunderdome on everybody, yeah?
Look, can you just tell us
if anybody answered the...
No. Nobody is out there.
- I'm leaving.
- Me, too.
- To where?
- To the North End.
Good idea.
My brother and his wife live there.
Fine. Let's move.
It's so quiet.
Hey.
Sorry.
I hope you know what you're doing.
- Come on.
- OK.
We live just north of here.
You think it's a bad idea, too?
It's your funeral, lady.
Come to Papa.
- Now, that's what I'm talking about.
- Maybe they had a point.
- Goddamn it!
- It's a big truck.
Wait for me!
Jesus!
Hey!
No!
Hey.
Come on!
No, son!
You OK? Come on. Oh, sh*t!
Come on!
Come on, come on. Hurry!
Slow down.
- Hey, did that thing sting you?
- Bastard snuck up on me.
- Stung you? Let me see.
- It's nothing.
Well, then, show me.
Ugh.
Oh.
- It just missed your spine.
- How do you know what you're doing?
I'm a doctor.
- How do you feel?
- Pissed off!
- Shh! Shh!
- I'm fine.
- What do we do now?
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