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would just straight-up disappear!

But, no, no, no, stop, that's not

the point I'm trying to make, okay?

- Marty, what...

- What happened during the blackouts?

Lyla, please! Okay, Marty,

what are you trying to say?

I don't know what happened during the blackouts

which is why they call them blackouts, Ed!

What do you mean, "Lyla, please"?

Jesus, are you hearing this?

- They did tests on him!

- Listen to me!

But there was always this one thing!

I kept hearing guys whispering about it.

You'd hear these guys talking

about this training program

with a new kind of soldier.

You know, I thought it was just guys

trying to scare new recruits into obedience.

But this one time...

Oh, my God, this one time.

I woke up right in the middle of it.

- Where were you?

- Lyla!

- Shut up, Ed.

- I was in a lab,

I was in some sort of

lab tank or something,

and there was this thing.

This thing...

it was just tearing into

one of the bigger guys.

He f***ing bunked a couple

of beds next to me

and I saw it just tear him apart!

- What was it?

- It was the new experiment.

Now you're with me.

It was the new experiment, man.

It was the pod!

I saw that thing in the flesh!

The same one that followed me here

or a similar looking one!

I got it, man! I f***ing proved it!

Christ almighty.

- What?

- Nothing.

No, no, what? Say it, what?

- Nothing.

- What?

So you were experimented on...

and you came to in some lab,

some Army base lab. Right? Is that right?

- Am I getting it right, so far?

- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

And when he did,

you saw something, like a pod?

A pod?

- Is that right?

- Look, is that so ridiculous?

Do you seriously want me

to answer that question?

F***, man!

Oswald, Whitman, Timothy, f***ing McVeigh,

what do they have in common?

Tell me what they had in common?

They were all soldiers.

They were all brainwashed, fall guys,

who took then hit and then

what happened to them?

They got f***ing nailed

to the cross for it. Okay?

But now imagine if there is no mess!

Imagine if your nameless, faceless entity

your unidentifiable, untraceable pod

goes into the Alfred P. Murrah Building

in downtown Oklahoma City at 9:02 am

and blows itself up instead!

Right? There is no fall guy.

You don't need a John Doe #2.

There is none! Okay?

This thing is programmed

to do all the vile sh*t you need!

And if anything gets in its way,

it'll tear it to f***ing pieces!

Just like it did

to that big guy in the bunker.

And just like it f***ing did to Artie.

Okay.

There is no evidence.

There are no fingers to point.

And that, you son of a b*tch,

that is a f***ing pod!

So you just found one of these things?

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