The Invasion Page #3

Absolutely nothing.

I offered to give my name, be a witness.

And Oliver, he saw the whole thing.

Is he all right?

I mean, he seemed all right,

but I had to leave him.

We don't have to do this tonight.

I can take you home.

No, I want to. I want to.

- You sure?

- I'm good, yes. Let's have fun.

This is meant to be fun.

You look stunning.

Good evening, Dr. Ben.

- How are you?

- Fine, fine.

- Oh, that might be Ollie.

- May I take your coat?

- Thank you.

- The ambassador and his wife are waiting.

Hi, Mom.

I miss you. Gene wants to say hi.

Hi, Miss Bennell.

- Bye. I love you.

- Bye.

- May I take your coat, madam?

- Thank you.

You are Carol.

Carol Bennell, this is Dr. Henryk Belicec

and his wonderful wife, Luddie.

Come here and let me see you.

Ben has told us a lot about you.

Let us go in. Dinner will be ready soon.

Now, you two sit with us.

We want some real people

around us tonight.

- Something's wrong with my dad.

- Yeah.

Mine too.

- Dad?

- In here, Oliver.

I'm making some hot chocolate.

Would you like some hot chocolate?

So Ben tells me that

you are a psychiatrist.

This is very interesting.

This is exactly what I need.

You need what every Czech needs:

a stiff Russian boot up your behind.

Pity they don't make Russian boots

anymore. They're all made in China.

You seat me beside a beautiful woman

without introducing me, and you insult me.

Oh, don't let him get started, Henyo.

I'm sorry, Yorish. My humblest apologies.

You have the honor of meeting one of

Washington's most notorious diplomats.

My friend and the source

of this exquisite caviar...

...Russian Ambassador

Yorish Kaganovich.

- Nice to meet you, ambassador.

- The pleasure is entirely mine.

Henryk's guests are usually

as old and as ugly as I am.

I beg to differ.

No one's as ugly as you are, Yorish.

You know what "Czechoslovakia"

means in Russian, doctor?

It means a "doormat."

Someone still speaks Russian?

I thought it was a dead language.

My cheeky friend and I pretend to enjoy

ourselves, but secretly we are rivals...

...exploiting each other for personal gain.

I am here to drink his champagne...

...and he invites me

because I can get the real caviar.

A veneer of civility hides

our true self-interests.

It's the nature of our world, yes?

Yorish, be good.

I'm only curious.

I say that civilization is an illusion,

a game of pretend.

What is real is the fact that we are

still animals, driven by primal instincts.

As a psychiatrist...

...you must know this to be true.

To be honest, ambassador, when someone

starts talking to me about the truth...

...I hear what they

tell me about themselves...

...more than what they

say about the world.

- Quite right. Well done.

- Perhaps you are right.

Perhaps being a Russian in this country

is a kind of pathology.

So, what do you think? Can you help me?

Can you give me a pill?

To make me see the world the way

you Americans see the world?

Can a pill help me understand Iraq,

or Darfur, or even New Orleans?

Don't be drawn in

by his madness, doctor.

He is Russian. He needs to argue

like he needs to breathe.

All I am saying is that civilization

crumbles whenever we need it most.

In the right situation...

...we are all capable

of the most terrible crimes.

To imagine a world

where this was not so...

...where every crisis did not result

in new atrocities...

...where every newspaper

is not full of war and violence...

Well, this is to imagine a world

where human beings cease to be human.

While I'll give you that we still retain

some basic animal instincts...

...you must admit we're not the same

animal we were a few thousand years ago.

- True.

- Read Piaget or Kohlberg...

...or Maslow, Graves, Wilber,

and you'll see we're still evolving.

Our consciousness is changing.

Five hundred years ago,

postmodern feminists didn't exist...

...yet one sits right beside you today.

While that fact may not undo all the terrible

things that have been done in this world...

...at least it gives me reason to believe

one day things may be different.

- Thank you, doctor.

- You're welcome, ambassador.

Excellent.

Ben, of all the women

you've brought into our home...

...this is the one

we permit you to marry.

Hey, now, look.

I've been watching

the way you look at each other.

- Oh, so beautiful and smart.

- You see, this is what happens.

They say what they like in this household,

and then they claim diplomatic immunity.

- Think of the children you could have.

- Enough. Enough.

I had a terrific time.

Your friends are wonderful.

Well, thank you for being my date.

And for what you said tonight.

What?

No, I can't do this.

No. That's...

But that's... But that's fine.

I'm sorry...

...but I really need us

to stay what we are.

You're my best friend,

and I can't lose that.

Hey. Look, I...

I just took advantage of a drunk woman,

and I'm sorry.

- Now, can you walk?

- Hey!

I can.

Hey.

Carol Bennell?

I'm sorry to bother you so late.

I need to ask you a few questions

for the Census Department.

We're doing a census

of your district this month.

Not the extended paper census, but a quick

door-to-door version to update our records.

- At this time of night?

- Deadline.

We're working all night now.

You're my last house.

I saw your light. I came a few times.

Listen, let me get that.

And then you can ask me through the door.

Hey!

We're sorry. All circuits are busy.

Please hang up and try your call again.

Hey, Ben.

It's me.

I just... Somebody just scared

the sh*t out of me.

Hey. Morning.

Hey.

- What did the police say?

- Not that much.

- Carol, you're not going to work.

- I've got back-to-backs all day.

At least stay and have some breakfast.

I cooked pancakes.

What?

The thawing in tension between

Washington and Tehran...

... over the enrichment of nuclear fuel

was one of the first steps...

... by the U.S. to relax years...

Morning, Mom. On the way to school.

I still miss you. Love you. Bye.

Sorry I'm late.

Courtney Jones canceled.

So did Chris Cook.

What about Wendy Lenk?

I haven't heard from her.

Maybe it's that flu going around.

I'll call her.

Mr. Lenk, this is Dr. Bennell.

I was hoping I could speak with your wife.

This is her cell phone I'm calling.

She's asleep right now.

Is everything all right, Mr. Lenk?

Everything's fine,

better than it's been in a long time.

Wendy's fine now.

I'll give her the message you called,

and she'll tell you herself.

- Mr. Lenk?

- Yes?

If I don't hear from your wife soon,

I will be calling back. Do you understand?

You'll hear from her

by the end of the day.

It's my husband.

Ben, they can't all be psychotic.

What if what they're saying is real?

Have you noticed anything?

I have.

What?

He seems a little disconnected.

- Hey, Carly.

- I thought you might like some tea.

Thanks.

Would you keep trying my ex-husband

until you get through? Okay?

- It's important that I speak with him.

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