Invasion America

[David is speeding on Jim's motorcycle]

Jim Bailey:
Uh…how about bringing it down to Mach 1, okay? Personal favor?

[Upon learning and disapproving of the Dragit's plans]

Rafe:
Treason!

Dragit:
Revolution.

Rita Carter:
I'm Rita. Oh, uh- you put your hand in mine, and then up, and down. It's this little custom we have on Earth.

Cale Oosha:
Yosh. I have read of this.

Rita:
You really are from out there!

Rafe:
Let's go while there's time.

Rita:
Go where? You can't go back to your spaceship; do you have a back-up plan? …Any plan?

[Cale hands Rita orb]

Cale:
Keep this. It is your path to me.

Rita:
How?

Cale:
You'll know when the time comes.

[telling Rafe to stay behind]

Cale:
They need you. Serve them as you served me. Protect them as you protected me. And, Rafe...teach him, as you taught me. He is our future.

Gen. Konrad:
Your lab work is outstanding Major Stark. Think of it- a species not of this Earth- and the tabloids got it right for a change.

[looking at a museum exhibit]

Jim:
Mmm…I love these things.

David Carter:
Didn't think you liked history.

Jim:
Oh, I don't. Ask me how I feel about topless native women.

David:
In one day my world has been taken from me- my home, my mom- my life. Why? Why is this happening to me?

David:
Where did my father go?

Rafe:
To lead the fight against the Dragit.

David:
Who’s Dragit?

Rafe:
A warlord who plans to invade Earth.

David:
Invade Earth? Why?

Rafe:
He claims he’s saving Tyrus. The Ooshati- those who follow your father- disagree.

Rafe:
We call it the Exotar- the symbol of sovereignty, eight hundred of your ancestors have worn it. We called your father Cale-Oosha, our lawful ruler. As you will be someday. Put it on.

[Exotar glows, molds to David’s hand]

David:
Did you see it? It changed to fit me!

Rafe:
When its sensors identified your genetic code, it adjusted to you. If you were not the son of Cale, it would have crushed your hand.

[about an attacking Tyrusian soldier]

David:
He looks American.

Rafe:
So do I.

[David grabs Rafe's second gun]

Rafe:
Do you know how to use that?

David:
I go to the movies.

Major Phil Stark:
I do not like being shot at.

[while planning attack on underground base]

Suta:
What if they release the manglers?

Rafe:
Then…they win.

[watching Rafe]

David:
What is it, Halloween?

Rafe:
Tyrusian war paint. Black represents the darkness within, grey the spirit of the warrior. [applies green]

David:
What’s that represent?

Rafe:
Nothing. I like the color.

Konrad:
How much longer to arm the destruct sequence?

Tyrusian 1:
A minute, sir, maybe less.

Konrad:
Seal off the core, release the manglers.

Tyrusian 1:
But sir, our men are in there.

Konrad:
Do it.

Tyrusian 1:
No, sir, we can’t.

[Konrad shoots Tyrusian 1]

Konrad:
[pointing gun at Tyrusian 2] You do it.

Pilot:
You can’t fly this thing!

David:
Watch me.

[targetting an enemy ship]

David:
Just like a video game…

Konrad:
[pointing gun] What? No heroics? No super acts of courage? I’m disappointed in you, Rafe. But I’ll get over it.

David:
I’m half human, half alien, and altogether alone. But I will never stop fighting.

Stark:
I’d like to speak to the general.

Gen. Gordon:
So would we. [2 men carrying a covered stretcher pass in foreground] But it’s gonna take a real high clearance.

[While wandering, lost, in the Utah desert]

David:
I didn’t know…how long, how far I wandered. Hours, miles…it didn’t matter. The sun was always right on top of me. I had to contact the Ooshati, the freedom fighters loyal to my father. But the only transmitter was back on Maple Island, and that meant finding my way out of a million square miles of kitty litter.

[hallucinating from heat exhaustion]

David:
The visions lasted for hours. I saw Mom [tries to hug Rita but she vanishes]…Rafe…[Rafe mirage morphs into Cale] …and my father. I’d never known how to imagine him before. In my dreams he was never a face…just a deep voice I could never understand, or a strong arm around my shoulders. I tried to tell myself he was there to help me, to give me the strength and courage to survive. But if there’s one thing I’ve learned over the past forty-eight hours [Cale mirage crouches] is that things are never what they seem. [Cale turns into mangler] This vision was real.

[after being rescued from mangler]

David:
[panting] Thanks, I owe you one.

Doc:
Huh. You owe me a freezer full of good meat.

Sergeant Angie Romar:
Something’s not right.

Stark:
You getting spirit messages now?

Romar:
My gypsy heritage.

[being pursued by a sheriff]

David:
He’s gaining on us.

Doc:
Well, what do you want me to do, kid? Fly? Turn invisible? This heap didn’t even come with air conditioning!

[Doc is hauling a motorcycle out of hiding]

Doc:
Figured I might need something faster than that truck someday. It’s yours if you want it. I put a few gimmicks on it might come in handy. It can do most anything you ask it to…dern near fly.

David:
I can’t take this from you.

Doc:
Take it. Like I said, I’m no hero…but maybe you are.

David:
There were two obstacles: police everywhere looking for me…and I was starving. I never thought I’d risk my life for a cheeseburger.

David:
What’s going on?

Man 1:
One of them meteors!

Man 2:
It’s…coming straight at us!

Jim:
Okay. Let me get this straight. You’ve just driven 72 hours straight on a motorcycle that hovers so that you can use a glove that glows to stop evil Tyrusians from destroying Earth by launching meteors at it from the dark side of the moon. Right?

David:
[sighs] When you put it that way it does sounds kind of wild.

Jim:
Wild? What have you been smoking?

Doc:
I couldn't stop the meteor launch, so I reversed it.

David:
You what?

Doc:
It seemed like a good idea at the time.