Roswell1999

Max:
Abduction?

Brody:
Yeah, I know. I hate the word, too. I mean, you can tell people you've seen the Virgin Mary and they'll light candles outside your bathroom, but you tell 'em you've been abducted by aliens and they'll write you off as a lunatic. It happened to me seven years ago. I was driving my car down the Massachusetts Turnpike, and before you know it, I'm in the room and they're doing... something to me, and then I'm back in my car and two days have gone by, and I'm in West Virginia. I would have written the entire thing off as an acid flashback. Then my doctor told me the cancer was gone. It was bone marrow. Terminal. A year to live and poof... it's gone.

Max:
And you're trying to re-establish contact with the aliens?

Brody:
I have to.