Race To Witch Mountain Page #5

What?!

If 1/2 of what Harlan says is true,

it's way too dangerous.

They got in my cab,

they're my problem.

Um... no!

I have spent my entire life

preparing for this moment...

and now when I have two

actual aliens in need of my help,

you want me to walk away?

It's not gonna happen.

Man up, soldier, I'm in!

Just lay low,

'till we meet up.

Sure! Lay low.

Easy, how hard could that be.

She thinks you're very handsome.

Really?

And smarter than you think you are.

So she was thinking about me huh?

At least as much as you

were thinking about her.

So, she didn't happen to mention

in her thoughts that I was a...

It's showtime everybody!

Space Echo No. 9

it's upstairs come on!

Should we go upstairs now?

Yeah, yeah... let's go upstairs.

Hey, do you think

she was thinkin' about?...

Seth!

Sara!

Seth!

Jack!

Tried to warn you Jack.

Mr. Wolf doesn't

take rejection well.

This is so not a good time.

You're out of time Jack.

Well well well, if it isn't the

rebel alliance cab driver scum!

Not such a tough guy out of

your ship are you, swamp rat?

You're in our house now!

Hi! I'm Sunday!

Welcome to Planet Hollywood!

Are you gentlemen here

for the UFO space expo?

Wouldn't miss it.

Seth!

Sara!

Wow!

Costume's great man!

Seth!

Seth!

Sara!

Seth...

I sure hope we have enough fuelage

to get back to planet Earth comrade!

Fear not Celeste!

We must get to the ship!

My leg!

Oh no!

Look at that beast

from another galaxy!

Didn't I tell you two

to stay by my side?

Is this re-enactment an important

piece of Earth's history?

No, come on.

Let's go, we gotta go.

Jack Bruno!

Sara!

Let's go!

Best convention ever!

Other way...

Sara, you listening

to what I'm thinking?

Gotta go!

What happened to laying low?

Who lays low in Vegas?

We got em!

Our suspects,

no one else interferes!

Do not move!

DO NOT move!

Greetings Earthlings!

I didn't even imagine they'd actually

look human, much less like kids.

They're lucky you joined us Doctor.

We're lucky... you joined us.

Luck has nothing to do with it.

It's pure science.

Chaos theory?

The underlying order,

inapparently random data.

So more like fate?

Science.

Think about it.

What are the odds, that they would crash

near Vegas, during a UFO convention?

I got in your cab...

And they got in your cab.

And now we're all

in Harlan's mobile home...

loaded with HIS intel

on where their ship is!

That is not luck.

That is a predetermined order of

how things work in the universe.

Have you always been this positive?

I've always been

a "searcher" for answers.

Though my folks would say

I was merely a day dreamer.

How about you?

Me? I'm a...

Much easier book to read.

All my life my answers

have been, yes or no.

Zero gray areas.

Where's the mustang fall?

A yes or a no.

That's not just any mustang.

That's a 1968

Ford Mustang GT390 Fastback.

Steve McQueen's car in Bullet.

Never seen Bullet?

No.

Dude...

It's currently a no.

But one day I'm gonna

earn that car the honest way.

And.

Then it will be my yes.

Jack?

What's up pal?

Are we there yet?

"Are we there yet...?"

Good in any universe apparently.

Well, Alex?

Well, the maps are 30 years old

but they're the best intel we got.

Looks to be about 5 miles

from here to the entrance.

Okay!

Let's rock and roll.

There's gotta be another entrance.

If the map is right.

There are several service

tunnels running outward.

Worth lookin' for right?

Let's go.

Jack...

Sara!

Sara!

Sara!

Seth!

Mr. Bruno!

And I believe Dr. Friedman.

What'd you do to them?

Consider yourself lucky.

I could've had you both shot

on sight for trespassing.

In violation

of U.S. government property.

Sara!

Sir!

With all do respect,

you have to listen to me.

They came in peace, we cannot

respond with violence.

The future of Earth depends on it.

It is absolutely vital

that they get home.

They are home, Dr. Friedman.

They are now in my custody.

Custody?

You can't expect to keep them

prisoner and get away with it?

They have rights!

They're illegal aliens on U.S.

soil without so much as a passport.

Patriot Act enables me to detain

them for as long as is necessary.

You can't keep this quiet.

The world has a right to know

that they exist.

And you're gonna be the one

to blow the whistle, Doctor?

A failed astro physicist...

fired by three universities

for obsessing over UFO's?

Teamed up with an ex-con...

and declaring the government has

captured two normal looking kids...

and is holding them hostage inside

a mountain... that doesn't exist.

It'd be so much easier

to let you speak,

then to deal with all the paper

work involved with killing you.

Someone will believe us.

From behind bars?

Let me remind you Mr. Bruno, as a

convicted felon you're looking...

at 20 years just for standing

on this mountain talking to me.

Shall I go on?

No, I get the message.

Smart man.

Give them a lift back now.

What?!

That's it, it's over?

I'm sorry.

I will not go back to prison.

Thankfully Seth and Sara didn't have

to witness how quickly you gave up.

I told them from the beginning

it was a suicide mission.

And I wasn't wrong.

They trusted you, I trusted you.

Well join the club with everybody

else in my life who I've disappointed.

People dissect them like frogs in a

high school biology class you know that!

Whatever!

It's not my problem,

and it never will...

By the way that slap?

Very realistic.

When did you know?

Haven't bailed on the kids yet,

why start now.

How soon until the subjects are prepped.

They're heavily sedated.

Minimal main task proceeding

within 48 to 72 hours.

Unacceptable.

Commence the procedure.

We don't know enough

about their systems.

Any sudden change

could terminate the subjects.

You can't just kill them.

Mr. Pope... you would do well,

not to forget what our mission is.

Our orders come from Washington.

And Washington wants answers

to some very complex questions.

Our goal is

to provide those answers.

Now, if you...

are doubting your ability...

No.

Sir.

Very good then.

Commence the test, Mr. Matheson.

Right away sir,

initiating tests.

After you.

I'm right behind you.

Thanks.

- Back up!

- What?

Move back a second.

It's gonna be okay, I'm

gonna be here the whole time.

Be right below you the whole time.

What's that?

Oh no, Jack.

Exhaust furnace!

This way!

There's another tunnel right here.

Hurry!

You okay?

Yeah.

Let's go.

What now?

Find the kids,

don't get caught.

Good plan.

We're very close to determining

the source of their powers.

Yes sir, containment is at 100%

We recovered the 2 targets

and the space craft.

I understand.

Thank you sir.

And thank you for sticking

by me and the project,

I know it's taken a long time to

get here but I think we both agree,

it's been worth our previous failures.

All vitals appear to be stabilized.

Bruno.

Deadly force authorized.

Project Moondust troops,

meet me in sector 2.

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