The Space Children

Synopsis: A glowing brain-like creature arrives on a beach near a rocket test site via a teleportation beam. The alien communicates telepathically with the children of scientists. The kids start doing the alien's bidding as the adults try to find out what's happening to their unruly offspring.
Genre: Sci-Fi
Director(s): Jack Arnold
Production: Paramount Pictures
 
IMDB:
3.5
APPROVED
Year:
1958
69 min
22 Views


1

Is it much further?

A few miles.

Do you have

enough gas?

Heh, I got plenty.

All this ocean and sand,

I feel as

if I were in another world.

Oh, you won't mind it.

Wait and see.

Look, men,

we gotta stick together.

Tell you mother it's going to be

swell living at the ocean.

Sure, Mom.

Dad's gonna buy me some flippers

And I'll let you wear them.

Hey, Mom, listen.

Listen to what?

Dad, don't you hear it?

Hear what, son?

What in the world?

I warned you.

Honey, I got more than

half a tank left!

The electrical system

isn't working.

Dad, listen.

Not now.

I gotta figure this out.

There's something

wrong here.

Mom, look up there.

Yes, dear.

That's funny.

I don't understand.

It's working now.

But Dad, up there!

It's just a jet, Bud.

It's not.

It wasn't a jet!

It wasn't anything like a jet!

Children,

will you stop chattering?

Dave Brewster,

Oakland Electronic Company,

San Francisco. I'm assigned to

Colonel Manley.

Brewster, Dave,

family of three.

Is this the last

of the bunch?

Yes, that's all.

Here, let them through.

Okay, go ahead.

Oh, where is Unit 3?

- We're gonna live there.

- Yes, ma'am.

Keep going

right over the rise.

You'll find Unit 3

on your left.

Thanks.

Thank you.

Well, this is it, honey.

Try to make

the best of it.

Yes.

Come on, kids,

let's get out.

Well, I put away

most of the clothes.

There's good closet space

anyhow.

It's not so bad.

Sure, if you like

living on the beach.

It's only temporary,

honey.

Doesn't matter.

The sand's going to drift in

And ruin everything anyhow.

Look, honey,

I've driven over

500 miles today.

Tomorrow I start a new job,

an important job.

I'm a little tired

myself.

Of course. I'm sorry.

I guess I'm just homesick

for San Francisco.

Well, where is it?

The launching platform.

Is it on the beach?

Probably somewhere

on the beach.

When's the first test?

I don't know.

Soon. Maybe this week.

Will it work?

It's got to.

It's gotta do a job

better than theirs

So if they start anything...

Dave, what you said

about its accuracy?

We just got in, honey.

I don't know any answers.

But you, your company.

You worked on it for months.

I worked on one part

out of 35,000 parts.

It's much more

complicated

Than just

an intercontinental missile.

Is ours the only one?

We don't think so.

It's almost funny,

isn't it?

I mean, the children living

in the middle of all this.

Would you have wanted me

to say no

When the company insisted

I come here?

Of course not.

I'm just tired.

Let's go out

and find Bud and Ken.

Okay. I could use some air.

Just wait until this project's

a few weeks old.

You won't recognize

the place.

A little grass,

it'll be like a vacation spot.

It's just the bleakness

of it at first.

It's your fault

for marrying a city girl.

I wish the children

hadn't wandered off.

You think it's dangerous

down there on the rocks?

No. Besides, you know

how the boys love the beach.

The ocean, rocks,

everything makes me feel

So unimportant myself.

Well, you'll like it here.

Wait till you meet the others.

I guess we'd better get back

and straighten things out.

Mr. Brewster?

Hi.

I'm Mr. James, Security Officer

for the Command.

I just heard from the gate

you'd arrived.

This is my wife.

How do you do?

I hope you'll be comfortable

here, Mrs. Brewster.

Thank you.

I'm glad I caught you.

I hope it won't be

inconvenient,

But you're

the last member to arrive

And the Colonel's giving

a briefing

And I think

he'd like you to attend.

If you don't mind,

Mrs. Brewster.

No, of course not. You'll come

back as soon as you can?

Sure, I will.

Hello.

I'm Frieda Johnson.

I live in the next trailer.

Oh, I'm Anne Brewster.

How do you do?

We just arrived.

Everything certainly is strange

and different here.

I know just how you feel.

I thought I'd die

the first few weeks

Away from my folks

and friends.

It's the feeling

of living so close

To the end of the world,

maybe.

After a while

you don't think of it like that.

Do you have any children?

Mm-hm.

Two boys.

They're on the beach somewhere.

How old are they?

12 and 10.

Oh, that'll be great

for Eadie. She's 11.

Well, I'd better

get my laundry on the line.

Oh, by the way,

we're having a weenie roast

Out here tonight.

Why don't you come?

It's really for the kids.

That'll be very nice.

Thank you so much.

Good. Then we'll see you later.

Mm-hm.

Here, catch!

Just a minute.

Come on, run.

Hey, Bud, come here.

Gee, Bud.

I bet it's a real cave.

Yeah.

Gee, do you think

we discovered this cave?

Maybe.

What a day. First that thing

in the sky and now this place.

Are you scared

of what you saw?

You?

No.

Do you think

it'll come back?

I hope so.

So do I.

You bet.

Then we can show it to Dad

And prove

we weren't making things up.

Kind of spooky, huh?

Yeah. It's awful

dark back there.

Maybe it leads

to another cave.

You better stay here, Ken.

Hi.

You scared me.

Hi.

Hello.

So you found our cave.

We didn't know anyone

knew about it.

We have

secret club meetings here.

My name's Eadie Johnson.

I saw you move in

next door to us.

Who are you?

I'm Bud Brewster.

This is my kid brother, Ken.

Hi.

This is Buster, Tim,

George, and Helen.

Hi.

Your father

going to work here?

Yeah. He's what you call

a technician.

He knows everything about orbits

and satellites and hydrogen

And missiles and warheads.

So does mine.

Have you seen it yet,

the Thunderer?

It's the biggest one

in the world!

It's a six stage rocket.

It takes a satellite

with a hydrogen warhead

And the satellite will be

hundreds of miles up in the air,

And when it gets above

any city you want

All you gotta do

is press a button and bang.

Wow.

Gee.

Let's show it to them.

Yeah, come on.

There it is.

Wow!

Man!

Isn't it terrific?

Yeah, it sure is.

All right,

beat it, kids.

You know

you don't belong here.

Okay, okay.

I was only showing them

the Thunderer.

Come on, let's move.

All right.

Gentlemen, we've been charged

with a heavy responsibility

In this technological race.

We've all worked long and hard,

and it's paid off

With the development

of the new propellant

And other

extraordinary advances.

We have reason to be

proud of the Thunderer.

Because of this weapon

we're prepared 24 hours a day

To retaliate instantly

in case of enemy attack.

The Thunderer

is no stranger to you.

You've all worked on it

in one way or another.

You all know

what the Thunderer can do,

Send a satellite equipped

with a hydrogen warhead

Into the ocean of space,

where for years,

If you wish, it can circle

on a path known only to us.

A satellite containing

the means to bring retaliation

By the pressing of a button.

Here, throw it to me!

Catch it.

Hey, look up there!

Come on!

With pinpoint accuracy...

Let's just wait a minute,

gentlemen.

The lights will be

on in a minute.

Probably a fuse.

Check them, please.

There. That's better.

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Bernard C. Schoenfeld

Bernard C. Schoenfeld (August 17, 1907, Brooklyn – April 25, 1980) was a film screenwriter. He wrote for over twenty films and television series including Phantom Lady (1944), The Dark Corner (screenplay based on the Cornell Woolrich novel, 1946), Caged (1950), Macao (1952), and The Twilight Zone episode "From Agnes - with Love". He is the father of Maurice "Reese" Schoenfeld, the co-founder of CNN. more…

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