Terminal Invasion Page #4

Yeah, so we start with socks

and underwear.

That's a good idea.

So.

We got you two pairs of shoes, socks,

three shirts, and a pair of pants.

- Winter gear?

- You could just wear the parka you came in.

No, it's state issue.

Take my credit cards,

buy whatever you need there.

Just give him the keys to our house.

No offence, but I'd like to see him leave.

- Which bags are yours?

- These. Why do you want to see them?

I'm curious,

and you have excellent taste in clothes.

He thinks we might be like the others.

Aliens.

But we went through that machine.

Andrew, I don't want him

going through our bags. Tell him.

Sarah, he's not deaf.

Are those the kids' bags?

- That's probably a good assumption.

- What's in them?

- I don't know.

- Don't you pack their clothes?

I would if I had kids.

Wait a minute. You mean that...

Those aren't our kids.

Follow me.

Don't let anyone in

unless you hear from me.

What's up?

Something about the kids.

CQ 1, this is Allen Municipal Airport.

Come in, please, we have an emergency.

CQ 1, this is Allen Municipal Airport,

come in.

We have a situation that requires

immediate law enforcement personnel.

CQ 1, this is

Allen Municipal Airport. Come in, please.

CQ 1, this is Allen Airport,

we have an emergency. Come in.

Jack.

Garrett.

- Everything all right?

- Fine. Found the kids.

So I see.

Can I speak to you in private?

No, don't leave me.

It'll be just for a second.

No. I'm afraid of the bad man.

You want to use the radio, too?

We have a crisis that requires

law enforcement personnel.

It's not working.

- Step away from the kids.

- What?

Just do what I say.

No, he wants to hurt us. He's a bad man.

- That's not true.

- Yes, it is. He's a very bad man.

You stop moving.

I'm not afraid of you.

Jack, what is going on?

The kids, Garrett. They're not kids.

No.

Let go of her, you.

Trust me on this. I said, let go!

Now where would be the fun in that?

We're going to go now,

quietly and very quickly.

Kids these days.

I'm full.

Me, too.

Why are we here, Andrew?

I believe we're hiding.

No, I mean this vacation.

Why now?

You've never taken off work before.

Isn't that reason enough?

Are you having an affair with that woman?

No.

I thought that she was

a loudmouthed pain in the ass.

Only reason I talked to her

was to make you jealous.

Why?

Because when you and I argue...

Yeah?

When we argue it's just about the only time

that you and I feel real.

I don't want to live like that.

Me either.

I think we're going to be just fine.

Is that your professional opinion?

We're safe. If we can hold out till morning,

somebody's bound to come looking for us.

What then?

Tell them aliens took over the damn airport?

They'll lock us up and throw away the key.

You can't argue with the evidence.

Let's just get out of here, Andrew.

Maybe that soldier was right,

we can make it out on foot.

I know we don't have any...

survival training but...

we skied Aspen.

We did cross-country in Saint Moritz.

- You won't last 15 minutes out there.

- Shut up.

Shut up.

You killed that soldier, the one person

that might be able to help us.

- That was an accident.

- I seen him.

- Please.

- It's true. I didn't want to hurt that boy.

Cut the man some slack. It was an accident.

That might help you sleep at night

but it isn't a defence.

You're saying that I could be prosecuted?

No one could blame me in such a situation.

There were extenuating circumstances.

The gun just went off.

I didn't mean to pull the trigger.

Who is it?

It's just us.

Can we come in?

Quit it.

Honey, we're not supposed

to let anybody in.

Why not?

We'll be good.

Yeah. We promise.

Whose kids are they? They're not mine.

They're not yours. What the hell?

Please?

No. We don't know who they are.

And what are they doing here

without parents?

Listen to us.

They're children, for God's sake.

No.

No, I don't think they are.

At least, I don't know.

Kids.

You'll be sorry.

You'll be very sorry.

Let's put something in front of the door,

shall we?

That should buy us some time.

It'll have to.

I owe you a thank you

for saving my ass back there.

See, Jack, you do care for people.

I need a pilot.

The only thing I care about

is getting me the hell out of here.

- What is this place?

- Engineering hangar.

There's a mechanic who flies in

when a plane needs servicing.

- What's under there?

- I'm guessing a plane.

- Don't get cute. Will it fly?

- I don't know.

It's got skis, right?

That won't help without an engine that runs.

This thing's old.

So we don't have to plough any runway

or de-ice the wings.

- How far is Canada?

- In this? Two hours. Maybe less.

Let's get it started.

I just got my way out of this mess.

As far as I can tell,

he's finished replacing the pistons.

- The casings are locked down.

- Will it fly?

First we got to get it started.

We'll need fuel. Hand me the booster

on that dolly.

I'm on it.

I'm still worried about those kids.

Are they gone?

I thought I heard something before.

It's nothing.

Why would anybody leave two kids alone

in an airport?

What're you doing?

Trying to find something

to arm ourselves with.

I can't even find any steak knives.

What about this?

What the hell's that?

What are people in an airport

using a thing like this for?

Avalanches.

Avalanches?

To clear avalanches.

- You've seen one of these before?

- No.

Then how do you know it's for avalanches?

Says it on the box.

What kind of bullets are these?

Uses sound.

Yeah, right.

How we going to smoke aliens with sound?

Compression blast in a room this size,

carries the force of a stick of dynamite.

Don't be setting off dynamite in here.

We have to do whatever is necessary

to defend ourselves.

What was it?

Your crime?

What's it matter?

Doesn't, really.

Let's try this.

Give it a pull.

Come on.

There we are.

Check the linkage, we'll be good to go.

I could do some damage with this baby.

- Want coffee?

- No, thanks.

Can I change my mind?

Sure.

Thank you.

He treat you like that at home, baby?

I'd treat you like fine wine. You heard?

Get the thing!

- What thing?

- The avalanche gun thing.

This thing must have some instructions.

Help me, man!

"Pull handle to open. "

Got it.

Hurry!

Go, man, go!

"Now load shell into breech,

making sure case rim is fully seated. "

Hurry!

Hurry!

"Close breech fully until it locks. "

Get her out of here. Got to kill this thing!

What was that?

He doesn't have a pulse.

I think maybe he's dead.

My husband.

We have to go back.

No.

I won't leave them.

You open that door, we're as good as dead.

All right. Stop messing with the door!

We have to go to

the pilots' briefing room, right?

- Right.

- Is there any crawl space or basement?

No, only the main hall.

Wait a minute.

This way.

Follow me through here.

This way.

- Are you hurt?

- Give me a break.

Can you give me a hand with this?

Okay.

There's another one of those things, right?

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