Strange Invaders Page #2

Take a couple hours.

Two hours?

Half an hour.

I'll wait over there.

(THE SKYLINERS PLAYING

IF I DON'T HAVE YOU)

Just coffee.

Something to eat?

Coffee.

(DOOR OPENS, BELLS RING)

(DOOR CLOSES)

CHARLES:
My dog is gone.

Anybody seen a dog around?

A brown husky?

I guess not.

(MUSIC STOPS)

(GLASS BREAKS)

(PINBALL MACHINE RATTLES)

(PULSING ELECTRONIC HUM)

(LASER BLAST)

(LAUGHING)

OFFICER:
Nice car.

You want to tell me what happened?

Well, maybe you'll

think of something on the way.

(BELL RINGS)

(EERIE WHIRRING)

No.

Use the key.

Yes, could I have a B.L.T.? Room 2121.

(EERIE WHIRRING)

(INDISTINCT)

(GASPS)

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

WAITER:
Room service.

Room service.

I'll just leave it on the table, sir.

(GASPS)

(WOMAN SCREAMS)

We've arrived in New York, sir.

Did you have a nice trip?

Yeah, great.

(TELEPHONE RINGS)

(RINGS)

Hello?

(DIAL TONE)

(RING)

Hello?

CHARLES:
Mother, it's me.

Have you heard from Margaret?

No.

Is everything all right?

Didn't you find her?

No.

How's Elizabeth?

She's fine.

She's still sleeping.

It's awfully early.

Yes, I know.

I'm sorry.

I'll see you both after class.

Bye.

MAN:
Charles!

Please, Henry, don't give me

a hard time about this.

Some Southern Illinois state trooper

picks me up in the middle

of the night on the highway.

The car I'm in has no doors, no trunk.

That's when I need imagination.

You know, Charles,

I've been studying the stars

for over 60 years.

When I first came to Columbia,

we didn't even know the existence

of some of the planets in our solar system.

Now we travel to them, take snapshots.

No, no, the boundaries of the universe,

the laws that govern the world

have changed so much in my time.

But a bug-eyed monster blowing up cars

somewhere in the Midwest?

Forget it, Charlie.

It seems to me, Charles,

you've got two choices.

I can give you a phone number

of a woman I know.

She works for the government.

She listens to all these stories

for a living.

Or?

Or you can try and forget

the whole thing,

go back to work, later go home,

clean the apartment, and see a movie.

Charles, you never surprise me.

Thanks, Henry.

Believe me, Margaret will call.

WOMAN:
Mrs. Benjamin.

Uh, this is Charles Bigelow.

Dr. Hollister gave me this number.

Yes?

I saw something.

Well, come on in.

I'm on the eighth floor.

Okay.

(ELEVATOR BELL DINGS)

Well, this is odd.

According to what we have,

no one has lived in that town since 1958,

when it was destroyed by a tornado.

You say your ex-wife

comes from that town?

Yes.

How long were you married?

Four years.

What happened? Why did you get divorced?

Uh... I don't think

that's any of your business.

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