Showing posts with label Romanticism. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Romanticism. Show all posts

Sunday 28 January 2024

General Practice





Becky (w. The ‘Good’ Hair) Driscoll : 

Do you think he'll come back? 


Doctor Miles :

I don't think they'll check 

again before morning. 

By then, Jack should be 

here with help. 


Becky (w. The ‘Good’ Hair) Driscoll : 

What if Jack doesn't get through


Doctor Miles :

He's gotta get through. Here

Take two of these

They'll help you to stay awake. 


We can't close our eyes all night. 

We may wake up changed into 

something evil and inhuman


In my practice, I've seen 

how people have allowed 

their Humanity to drain away. 

Only, it happens slowly 

instead of all at once. 

They didn't seem to mind


Becky (w. The ‘Good’ Hair) Driscoll : 

But just some people. 


Doctor Miles :

All of Us-- a little bit. 

We harden our hearts 

and grow callous

Only when we have to 

fight to Stay Human, 

do we realize how 

precious it is to us... 

How Dear... as 

You are to Me. 


Becky (w. The ‘Good’ Hair) Driscoll

Maybe that's Jack trying to find us. 


Doctor Miles :

He'd know better than to use the phone. 

Where is he? Why doesn't he come?


 Just like any Saturday morning. 

Len Pearlman, Bill Bittner... oil Jim Clark and his wife Shirley and their kids... people I've known all my life. What time is it? Seven forty-five. 


Doctor Miles :

Yeah, I know. It's too early to be so busy. 

What are they doing here? 


There's The Answer. 

There must be strangers in town. 


They're waiting for the bus to come and go. 

There isn't another one through here until 1 1 :00. 

Farmers. Grimaldi, Pixley... Gessner! 

Crescent City. If you have Crescent City families, step to truck one. 

Crescent City... the first truck. Redbank. 

All with Redbank families or contacts, 

go to truck number two. 

All with Redbank families or contacts... truck number two. 

Havenhurst... the third truck. 

Havenhurst-- the third truck. 

Mill Town--the third truck. Mill Town--the third truck. 

Valley Springs... the third truck. Valley Springs... 


First our town... then all the towns around us. 

It's a malignant disease... spreading through the whole country. 


Pod Person :

That's all for today. 

Be ready again tomorrow. 


Doctor Miles :

I can't wait for Jack any longer. Stay here. 

You're not going out there? 

I've got to stop them! Wait! 

We're safe here! They're not here. I hope we're not too late. 


Doctor Miles :

Jack! Thank God! 

The whole town's been taken over by the pods! 


Pod Person :

Not quite. There's still You and Becky. 

Miles, it would have been so much easier 

if you'd gone to sleep last night. 

Relax. We're here to help you. 


Doctor Miles :

You know better than that. 


Pod Person :

Where do you want us to put them? 

Would you like to watch them grow?


No, Thanks. 


Pod Person :

Put them in there. 

There's nothing to be afraid of. 

We're not going to hurt you. 

Once you understand, you'll be grateful. 

Remember how Teddy 

and I fought against it. 

We were wrong. 


You mean Teddy doesn't mind? 


Pod Person :

Of course not. 

She feels exactly the way I do. 


Let us go

If we leave town, we 

won't come back. 


Pod Person :

We can't let you go. You're dangerous to us. 

Don't fight it, Miles. It's no use. 

Sooner or later, you'll have to go to sleep. 


I'll wait for you in the hall. 


Miles, You and I are scientific men. 

You can understand the wonder of what's happened. 

Just think. Less than a month ago,

Santa Mira was like any other town -- 

people with nothing but problems. 

Then out of the sky came a solution. 

Seeds drifting through space for years, 

took root in a farmer's field. 

From the seeds came pods, 

which had the power to reproduce themselves

in the exact likeness of any form of life. 


So that's how it began —

Out of The Sky. 


Pod Person :

Your new bodies are growing in there. 

They're taking you over cell for cell

atom for atom. There's no pain. 

Suddenly, while you're asleep,

they'll absorb your minds, your memories... 

and you're reborn into an untroubled world. 


Where everyone's the same


Pod Person :

Exactly. 


What a World. 


We're not the last humans left

They'll destroy you! 


Pod Person :

Tomorrow, you won't want them to. 

Tomorrow, You'll be One of Us. 


Doctor Miles :

I love Becky

Tomorrow, will I feel the same? 


Pod Person :

There's no need for love. 


No emotion? 

Then you have no feelings, 

only the instinct to survive. 

You can't love or be loved! 


Am I right? 


Pod Person :

You say it as if it were terrible. 

Believe me, it isn't. 

You've been in love before. 

It didn't last. It never does

Love, Desire, Ambition, Faith-- 

without them, life's so simple, believe me. 


Doctor Miles :

I don't want any part of it. 


Pod Person :

You're forgetting something, Miles. 


Doctor Miles :

What's that? 


Pod Person :

You have no choice


I guess we haven't any choice. 


Good. I want to love and be loved! 

I want your children. 

I don't want a world without love or grief or beauty

I'd rather die. No. No. Not unless there's no other way. 


Why didn't they give us a shot... 

or a sleeping pill or something? 


Doctor Miles :

Drugs dull the mind. 

Maybe that's the reason. 


No. It wouldn't work

I might get one or even two

but I couldn't get three


You're forgetting something, darling-- Me

It isn't three against one. 

It's three against two. 

Give me a knife. 


No. There. Go by the desk. 


Pod Person :

What's going on in there? 


Miles! Unlock the door! 

Miles, open the door! 

Open the door, Miles! JACK, 

Aah! Open the door! Oh! Aah! Oh! 


Doctor Miles :

Our only hope is to make it to the highway. 

That does it. 

The only other way is out the front door,

and there's bound to be somebody watching. 

We'll have to chance it. 

Keep your eyes a little wide and blank

Show no interest or excitement


Well, Sam, We're finally with You. 

Pod Person :

They were supposed to let me know. 

The chief said he'd phone the station, then call me. 



He phoned, but the line was busy. 

He's calling again now. A

ah! Watch out! I'm sorry, Miles. 


Pod Person :

This is Janzek. They got away. 

Turn the main siren on. 


Hey! Stairs! It's only a few steps more. 


Pod Person :

Come on! They went this way! 

They're over there! 



Miles, I can't. I can't go on. Yes, you can. 


Pod Person :

Here's her sweater! They must be in the tunnel! 

Look, Tommy, you go that way! Give up! You can't get away from us! We're not going to hurt you! Give up! 


Pod Person :

They're not in the tunnel. 


Pod Person :

All right, everybody, outside. 

Come on. Let's check the hills. Everybody, move. 


Miles, I can't stay awake much longer. 

I think they're all gone now. 

We'd better start, or 

we'll never make it to the highway. 


 :

Miles, I've never heard anything so beautiful. 

It means we're not the only ones left 

to know what love is. 


Doctor Miles :

Stay here, and pray they're 

as Human as they sound

Bye, darling. 


This is station KCAA, 

the 24-hour platter parade

the station of music-- 


Doctor Miles :

Becky. Becky! 

Becky? Becky, where are you?! 

Pod Person :

I'm here, Miles. 


Doctor Miles :

You didn't go to sleep? 


Pod Person :

I'm so tired. 


Doctor Miles :

They weren't people. It was more of Them

They're growing thousands of pods in greenhouses. 

We've got to get away. 


Pod Person :

I'm exhausted, Miles. 

I can't make it. 

We can't make it without sleep. 


Doctor Miles :

Yes, we can


Pod Person :

I went to sleep, Miles, 

and it happened


Doctor Miles :

Oh, Becky. 

They were right. I should 

never have left you. 


Pod Person :

Stop acting like a fool, 

Miles, and accept us. 


Doctor Miles :

No. Never! 


Pod Person :

He's in here! He's in here

Get him! Get him! 


Doctor Miles :

I've been afraid a lot of times in my life... 

but I didn't know the real meaning of fear, 

until I had kissed Becky. 

A moment's sleep, and the girl I loved 

was an inhuman enemy bent on My Destruction. 


That moment's sleep was Death to Becky's soul,

just as it had been for Jack and Teddy,

and Dan Kauffman and all the rest. 

Their bodies were now hosts, 

harbouring an alien form of life, 

a cosmic form, which, To Survive

must take-over every human man


So I ran, I ran... 

I ran as little Jimmy had run the other day. 

My only hope was to get away from Santa Mira... 

to get to the highway... to warn the others 

of what was happening. 


Pod Person :

Wait! Let him go! 

They'll never believe him



Doctor Miles :

Help! Help! Wait! Help! Help! 

Wait! Wait! Stop! 

Stop and Listen to Me! Listen to Me! 

Those people that are coming after me! 

They're not Human! Listen to me! 

We're in danger! Get out of here! 

You're in danger! Please! Get out of here! 

Go on! Get moving! 

They're after all of us! All of us! Listen to me! 

There isn't a human being left in Santa Mira! 

Stop! Pull over! I need your help! 

Something Terrible's happened! 


You're drunk! Get out of the street! 

Get out of here! Go on! 

Are you crazy, you big idiot? 


Doctor Miles :

Look! You fools! 

You're in danger! Can't you see? 

They're after you! They're after all of us! 

Our wives, our children, everyone! 

They're here already

You're next! You're next

You're next! You're next

You're next



Doctor Miles :

You don't believe a word of this, do you? 


Sure, it's fantastic, but it happened. 

Don't just sit there measuring me for a straitjacket! 

Do something! Get on the phone! Call for help! 

What's the use


What do you think? 

Will Psychiatry help? 


If all this is a nightmare, yes. 


Of course it's a nightmare. 

Plants from another world 

taking over human beings. 

Mad as a March hare. 


What have we here? 


He ran his truck through a red light. 

Greyhound bus smacked him broadside and tipped him over. 

Put him in the O.R. Will you take over Bennell for me? 

Certainly. How badly is he hurt? 

Both legs, left arm, broken all to bits. 

We had to dig him out from under 

the most peculiar things I ever saw. 


What things? 


I don't know what they are. 

I never saw them before. 

They looked like, uh, great big seedpods. 


Seedpods? 

Where was the truck coming from? 


Santa Mira. 


Get on your radio and sound an all-points alarm. 

Block all highways and stop all traffic

and call every law enforcement agency in the state. 


Operator, get me The Federal 

Bureau of Investigation. 

Yes, it's an emergency!