Invasion of the Body Snatchers Page #5
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Stay there.
If it rings, call me.
Hello.
Is Dr. Bennell there?
-Yes. I'll get him.
-Never mind.
Just tell him the Sacramento
circuits are still busy...
and ask him if he wants me
to keep trying.
All right. Hold on.
Miles,
Tell her to keep trying!
Also, try San Francisco
and Washington!
We're getting
out of here right now.
Where are we going?
Sally's!
We're still unable
to get through to Los Angeles.
Do you wish me to keep trying?
Dr. Bennell?
Dr. Bennell?
I needed
someone I could trust...
and I figured Sally, my nurse,
was my best bet.
to see if she was at home.
Maybe they hadn't
taken over the pay phones.
I'll try the pay phone.
Hey, Mac!
Oh, hi, doc.
How are you?
Will you get me
a couple gallons fast?
Sure.
Martha, doc's in a hurry!
Get the windshield, will you?
I have to have the keys
to open the gas tank.
Somebody sick out this way?
There's been an accident.
Funny.
We haven't heard about it.
It just happened.
Before I could
even get her number...
I saw Mac closing
the trunk of my car.
He could have been
checking my spare tire...
but I didn't think so.
That should do it.
Thank you.
All set?
-All set, doc.
-Fine. Thanks.
-Put it on my bill, will you?
-Sure, doc.
What's the matter?
We've got to make it
to Sally's house.
I wasn't sure
but I took a chance
and drove to Sally's anyway.
When I saw several cars
in front of the house...
I decided to play it safe.
What's wrong?
Probably nothing,
but we're not going in there...
until I'm sure it's safe.
Slide under the wheel
and get out of here fast...
looking for us.
The baby asleep yet, Sally?
Not yet,
but she will be soon...
and there'll be no more tears.
Shall I put this in her room?
Yes. In her playpen.
No, wait.
Maybe I'd better take it.
Why don't you go in, Miles?
We've been waiting for you.
Becky, start the car!
Quick!
Becky, get going!
Attention, all units...
attention, all units--
apprehend and detain...
Dr. Miles Bennell
and Becky Driscoll...
now believed heading north...
in a black and white
Ford sedan...
license number 2-X-3-7-7-9-6.
All units designated
as roadblocks...
move to your stations.
It is urgent.
These two persons
must be detained...
and not permitted
to leave Santa Mira.
Repeat--it is urgent...
Be on the lookout for a 1 955
black and white Ford sedan...
license number 2-X-3-7-7-9-6.
We'll try to make it
to my office.
Cut into that alley
on the right.
[Door opens]
Do you think he'll come back?
I don't think they'll
check again before morning.
By then, Jack should be here
with help.
What if
Jack doesn't get through?
He's gotta get through.
Here. Take two of these.
They'll help you to stay awake.
We can't close our eyes
all night.
We may wake up changed...
into something evil and inhuman.
In my practice,
I've seen how people...
to drain away.
Only, it happens slowly
instead of all at once.
They didn't seem to mind.
But just some people.
All of us--a little bit.
We harden our hearts
and grow callous.
Only when we have to fight
to stay human...
do we realize how precious
it is to us...
how dear...
as you are to me.
Maybe that's Jack
trying to find us.
He'd know better
than to use the phone.
Where is he?
Why doesn't he come?
Just like any Saturday morning.
Len Pearlman, Bill Bittner...
Jim Clark and his wife Shirley
and their kids...
people I've known all my life.
What time is it?
Seven forty-five.
Yeah, I know.
It's too early to be so busy.
What are they doing here?
There's the answer.
There must be strangers in town.
They're waiting for the bus
to come and go.
There isn't another one
through here until 1 1 :00.
Farmers.
Grimaldi, Pixley...
Gessner!
Crescent City.
If you have Crescent City
families, step to truck one.
Crescent City...
the first truck.
Redbank.
All with Redbank families
or contacts...
All with Redbank families
or contacts...
truck number two.
Havenhurst...
the third truck.
Havenhurst--
the third truck.
Mill Town--the third truck.
Mill Town--the third truck.
Valley Springs...
the third truck.
Valley Springs...
First our town...
then all the towns around us.
It's a malignant disease...
spreading through
the whole country.
That's all for today.
Be ready again tomorrow.
I can't wait for Jack
any longer. Stay here.
You're not going out there?
I've got to stop them!
Wait! We're safe here!
They're not here.
I hope we're not too late.
Jack! Thank God!
The whole town's been
taken over by the pods!
Not quite.
There's still you and Becky.
Miles, it would have
been so much easier...
if you'd gone to sleep
last night.
Relax.
We're here to help you.
You know better than that.
Where do you want us
to put them?
Would you like
to watch them grow?
-No, thanks.
-Put them in there.
There's nothing to be afraid of.
We're not going to hurt you.
Once you understand,
you'll be grateful.
Remember how Teddy and I
fought against it.
We were wrong.
You mean Teddy doesn't mind?
Of course not.
She feels exactly the way I do.
Let us go!
If we leave town,
we won't come back.
We can't let you go.
You're dangerous to us.
Don't fight it, Miles.
It's no use.
Sooner or later,
you'll have to go to sleep.
I'll wait for you in the hall.
Miles,
you and I are scientific men.
You can understand the wonder
of what's happened.
Just think.
Less than a month ago...
Santa Mira
was like any other town--
people with nothing
but problems.
Then out of the sky
came a solution.
Seeds drifting through space
for years...
took root in a farmer's field.
From the seeds came pods...
which had the power
to reproduce themselves...
in the exact likeness
of any form of life.
So that's how it began...
out of the sky.
Your new bodies
are growing in there.
They're taking you over
cell for cell...
atom for atom.
There's no pain.
Suddenly, while you're asleep...
they'll absorb your minds,
your memories...
and you're reborn
into an untroubled world.
Where everyone's the same?
Exactly.
What a world.
We're not the last humans left.
They'll destroy you!
Tomorrow,
you won't want them to.
Tomorrow, you'll be one of us.
I love Becky.
Tomorrow, will I feel the same?
There's no need for love.
No emotion?
Then you have no feelings,
only the instinct to survive.
You can't love or be loved!
Am I right?
You say it
as if it were terrible.
Believe me, it isn't.
You've been in love before.
It didn't last.
It never does.
Love, desire, ambition, faith--
without them, life's so simple,
believe me.
I don't want any part of it.
You're forgetting
something, Miles.
What's that?
You have no choice.
I guess we haven't any choice.
Good.
I want to love and be loved!
I want your children.
I don't want a world
without love or grief or beauty.
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