The Impostor Files: The Making of 'Impostor' Page #2
- Year:
- 2002
- 12 min
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and all by the age of 23.
Outstanding.
No military record.
Father, John Olham, fighter
pilot, distinguished service.
Ship went down
in historic Z-12 dogfight.
MIA case
until they found his body
at a Centauri P.O.W. camp.
He'd been flayed alive.
Young Spencer was
eight years old.
Spencer Olham was a driven man.
I'm not happy about losing him.
And when I'm not happy,
nobody's happy.
Wha...
Do you like jokes?
I have a joke for you.
Knock, knock.
Why are you doing this?
I'll say it one more time:
Knock, knock.
Who's there?
Not Spencer Olham.
What do you want?
Yes?
Come on... ouch!
Come on. Ouch!
Ouch!
Three days ago
our Special Ops team
intercepted a Centauri
Intelligence courier.
This was on its body.
Centauri. Your native tongue.
Sounds like a wild boar
on the make.
Anyway...
and decoded your plan
to infiltrate our installations
using humanoid robots.
What?! I'm a scientist.
You're a scientist.
You know, you things
are really something.
It's not a mechanical
robot at all...
but a genetic cyborg
evolved from synthetic DNA.
It breathes...
sweats, bleeds...
it seems to have no idea
what it is.
Now this will really excite you.
A Centauri hit list.
Humans targeted for murder
and then replication.
This morning
we found your target-
Olham's name- on that list.
Wha...
Wait a minute.
This is a mistake.
Now, I-I-I...
I know you think you know
what's going on here
but I can clear this up
very quickly. We have tests-
"We"?
methods- you can run
"We"? "We" who?
or DNA amplification using a...
Oh, I see you've learned
to patronize, as well.
Please, listen to me.
DNA amplification...
Your needle ship penetrated
our outer dome.
when he was most vulnerable.
Somewhere outside the city.
Somewhere unrestricted.
- Where? Where is your ship?!
- This is insane.
I know you're a tool
for assassination.
You have no proof.
Your meeting tonight with the Chancellor
that's when you would detonate.
I am Spencer Olham,
you crazy f***!
Do you know when my
dog pleases me most?
It's when he displays
human qualities.
Sometimes he c*cks his head,
puzzled.
You're not the prototype.
We found this cyborg
trying to pass himself off
as an engineer
at one of our Mars bases.
I'm telling you,
my name is Jack Stoller!
You're making a mistake!
I got a wife and two kids!
Please don't do this!
I'm begging you.
Please don't do this!
I'm Jack Stoller!
You're making a mistake!
My name is Jack Stoller!
My name is Jack Stoller!
Stop! Please stop!
Don't, don't, don't!
The Centauri U-bomb.
Annoying, isn't it?
If I could blow us all to hell,
then what are you doing here?
You're not close enough
to your target.
The U-bomb is programmed
Right now,
you're just a useless curiosity.
Nelson...
Jesus Christ,
don't let them do this.
Please, tell them it's me.
You know it's me... Nelson...
Remember my...
my wedding?
You got piss-drunk.
You hit on Maya
and you begged her not to tell me.
Well, she told me, Nelson.
I forgave you.
And when Josh had
an emergency appendectomy
I sat with you all night
and I asked you
if you ever regretted having kids in this miserable war,
and you said,
No, because they made it all bearable.
They made it all worth it.
It's me, Nelson.
It's me.
Please, help me.
This monster is
out of his f***ing mind!
Memories...
senses, knowledge-
you pilfered them all.
But there was one thing you couldn't take
from Spencer Olham.
Do you know what that is?
"When the solution is simple
God is answering," I quote...
Einstein.
I know who said it.
I want the answer.
Can God give you the answer?
What was it you couldn't take
from Spencer's dead body? Hmm?
His soul.
I forgave you,
you son of a b*tch.
Gentlemen, let's get started.
That's right, let's get started.
Hathaway's a bit on the slow side, isn't he?
Oh, too bad, he's a little dim!
Hey, I got a joke for you.
Here's my joke for the day:
Knock, knock.
Who's there?
Hathaway.
Hathaway, who?
Hathaway
the real target.
You thought it was
the Chancellor.
Fatal error.
Trigger phase activated.
Countdown, 30 seconds:
Tick, tock.
Tick, tock.
Tick, tock.
Tick, tock...
"When the solution is simple
God is answering!"
Strap him in the Vivisec.
Tick, tock.
Tick, tock.
Tick, tock. Tick, tock.
That's right, you drill me.
You drill me real good.
We'll all go out
in a blaze of glory!
Long live the Centauri!
Target lock- Kaboom!
He's playing with you.
He's trained to do that.
Strap in the robot.
Watch your fingers.
Ten... nine... eight...
Get back!
Put the gun down!
Get back!
Clear the room!
Get back!
Attention, all ESA units:
Enemy infiltration in progress.
Enemy infiltration in progress.
Oh, sh*t...
Sh*t.
Damn it.
I don't see anything!
Move! Run around that corner!
Double-check that quadrant!
Yes, sir!
Affirmative!
All clear at 19-6!
Move back here!
Omega Six. Status.
Omega Two-Niner-Six.
Status.
He's on his way to the surface.
Nelson... Nelson...
Shh, shh.
Hold on.
You're going to be all right.
Listen. Listen to me.
You're not going to die.
Goddamn it, hold on.
Hold on.
Veterans Hospital.
How may I direct your call?
Olham. Maya Olham.
I'll transfer you.
Maya...
- Hi, this is Dr. Olham at Veterans Hospital.
Please leave a message.
If this is a medical emergency
enter code 2112.
You'll have 30 seconds
after the symbol.
Maya, Christ, I need to know...
Spence?
Maya.
Thank God.
Are you all right?
What did they do to you?
Where are you?
Tell me what they told you-
the ESA.
They told me that you've been arrested for treason.
They said that you're a spy.
Why you?
They want me dead!
Listen, there's a test,
in the hospital.
It's something they missed.
A test?
What does this have to do...?
If I can run another one
a comparative for proof,
they'll see that...
You can't come...
You can't...
It's comprehensive.
It's undeniable.
You can't come here.
But you see it, don't you?
Maya...
You're not...
You're not listening
to them, are you?
It's not safe.
Locking down A-sector now.
Spence, I need to know
where you are.
I'll come to you.
Initiating lockdown.
I'll find you.
From 20 Kansas
through 19 Nevada.
You'll be thankful
for those drugs.
Move! Go! Go-go-go!
Get down!
Get down!
There it is!
Get back! Get down!
- Watch its head!
- Get down!
Hold your fire...!
Initiating lockdown
from 20 Kansas
through 19 Nevada.
Get portable scanners- as many
as you can find or steal.
Wake up the NMR team,
put them on standby.
I want a hot-link into the
Census Bureau Comm Center
in case they get a hit
that we don't.
One more thing-
turn off these f***ing alarms!
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