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Gilberto Sutton: Gordon Rogers was a good man,
a family man, a man with dreams.
But he was also an alien.
Man on TV: Señor, these Indians not such bad people.
Man on TV: They're accused of a lot of things
they don't do, Lopez.
And some of the things they do,
they're driven to by renegade white men,
men who try to rob them of their land.
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Gilberto: You see, he was told his whole childhood
that there was a better life just beyond those fences--
--only to find out it didn't exist.
But he was tethered to this dream,
this idea that he too might one day be equal.
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Gordon: Thank you, Jesus, for the opportunity
to serve you yet another day.
Gilberto: Instead of embracing who he was,
he chose to inch his way into their society
any way he could.
Gordon:--strength to carry on with my mission.
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Gilberto: You might call it self-hate, self-loathing,
disgust, diffidence,
but I just think he was scared.
Gordon: What the hell do you think you're doing?
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[speaking Spanish]
We speak English here in America.
Sorry, señor, I thought maybe you spoke--
Shut up--you're gonna take the alleyway
next time you go to the Andersons.
You hear me?
Take the alleyway, or I'll have you fucking deported.
Sorry.
Gilberto: Scared of what might happen if he was found out.
[birds chirp]
Oh, shit.
Larry: Who in God's name gave you permission
to go public with this charade?
Gordon: Larry, Larry, there's absolutely no reason
to get worried, okay?
I brought you into the fold, Gordon,
and now it appears you can't handle the job.
Gordon: Well, I resent that.
I resent that because I think I'm doing a good job.
Some local big mouth blew a load to a reporter,
now it's front page news.
This--this isn't good for my blood pressure.
Well, Larry, the way I see it,
a bit of press isn't all that bad.
Larry: Oh really, the way you see it, is that right?
Yeah, yeah, the way I see it.
The way I see--Mabel, Mabel can...
I think it lends a bit of legitimacy to the operation.
It lends a bit of believability to the fact
that these invasions--that these invasions are real.
Well, that may be true
except for the fact that they aren't real.
Now when this reporter finds those Suttons before you do,
what do you think that's gonna do for our credibility,
huh?
When the--when the next headline says,
"Feds fake alien abduction
to steal land from feather-heads," huh?
There's no reason to get hysterical, Larry,
because nobody cares.
What in tarnation does that mean?
Gordon: What do you mean what do I mean?
I mean that nobody cares about these people.
Oh, and how do you know that?
Because you're one of them, is that it?
Gilberto: Gordon Rogers knew all too well
that the dream he was protecting was his and his alone.
Fucking beaner.
[dial tone]
[food sizzling]
[dial tone]
Of course I understand the implications, Larry.
Why don't you pop one of your wife's happy pills and relax,
because I got this handled.
Eggs?
Gilberto: Gordon was alone in the world--
Bye-bye now.
Gilberto:--doing whatever he could
to grasp at some form of hope that one day,
that he too might be accepted.
Gordon: Let's go over this one more time.
So, a reporter calls you
inquiring as to the Suttons' disappearance?
That's precise.
You somehow thought that was a good idea
to confirm UFO sightings to them?
Well, yes, sir.
That's the story you told me to stick to, I stuck to it.
Let me correct you, all right,
because that was before I found out
that they had escaped.
Well, sure.
So, how do you--how do you think that's gonna look
if that reporter finds the Suttons before we do?
It won't look like they were abducted by aliens at all.
- ♪ ♪ - [fan whirring]
So, you seem impartial to that fact.
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Where you from, Gordon?
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Mystic, Connecticut.
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No, I mean originally.
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Mystic, Connecticut.
Okay, well, I'm from this town right here.
I'm not a big government boy like you.
I'm a local fella, and my loyalty resides
in this here locality.
Now, I was on board for aliens...
Finally we'll have a nice town.
Everybody loves an alien abduction,
and everybody's uneasy with the Suttons
owning the biggest piece of farmland in the county,
so I helped you...
But now I'm done.
This is no longer my jurisdiction, see?
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Gilberto: Gordon would always give others
the benefit of the doubt,
expecting the same in return.
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Gilberto: But that was never the hand people like us were dealt.
We were never given the benefit of the doubt.
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Oh, no need to worry, I'm--I'm a federal officer.
Everything's just fine.
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Fucking locals.
[birds chirp]
Gilberto: Gordon would pray for forgiveness every single day,
his vicious cycle of falsehoods slowly eating away at him.
Bye-bye now.
Gilberto: He would cope with his imposter syndrome
any way he could.
- Elbows off the table. - They're off the table.
Gilberto: His house of cards?
Larry: You're getting sloppy,
Gilberto: It was always teetering on the edge.
Mabel: Well, I'll be, is this the headline
Larry was talking about?
Gilberto: The night his wife became inquisitive,
that's when he was truly tested like never before.
Now go get your warpaint on
and go up to Indian country right now.
Put--put paint on my face?
Damn it, that is exactly why I brought you up
from the fucking mail room.
Gilberto: You see, while Mabel was learning about
the Sutton Farm Abduction--
If I just--if I just may speak on my--
Larry: I want you to go find the Suttons in Indian country.
I'm gonna find the Suttons, sir,
but if I may just say one thing?
Gilberto: Gordon was coming to realize
that he was nothing more than a pawn.
Larry: I said I want you to go find the Suttons.
[telephone rings]
Good afternoon, Rogers residence.
- Gordon: Hey babe. - Gor--Gordo, hi.
Look, I'm--I'm not gonna make it for dinner tonight.
I--I still gotta crack this case and whatnot.
- Which case? - Gordon: The--the farm folk.
But--but I'll be there before midnight.
I'll see you then.
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Gilberto: Gordon would tell himself he was a good man,
a family man,
and that everything he did, he did for them.
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Mabel: Sweetheart, I'm gonna be running some errands
with Mrs. Anderson.
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Gilberto: But everything they did wasn't always for him.
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Gilberto: By the time he made it to the wall of the missing,
he'd be reminded just how alone he was.
Man: One of them yours?
[Gordon scoffs]
Oh, no, no.
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You're lucky then.
No kids, huh?
No, I got one, but, uh, but she wasn't taken.
That's a beautiful miracle.
Yeah, maybe--maybe you can help me out.
I'm--I'm looking for somebody, a friend of mine.
- Last name is Sutton. - What's their Indian name?
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Gosh, I don't--I--I don't know.
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These parts are a ghost town now.
Gordon: Is that right?
After the invasion, most took off,
went west, Ohio, Indiana.
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I've seen a vision.
A reckoning is coming for the white man.
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Man: You take care of her.
Take care.
Gilberto: For the first time in a long time,
Gordon was forced to reckon with the fact
that he was no better than the rest of us.
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Gilberto: A second-rate citizen struggling to gasp enough oxygen
to survive within a white world
where everyone was conspiring against him...
We weren't conspiring.
No, no, no, no, you don't do that to a family member.
You don't do that to family.
My mother, she had this great saying--
earn the respect of the family,
and only then can you earn the respect of the world.
Gilberto: Gordon would neverearn the respect of his family.
Mabel!
Lay low, Gordo.
Gilberto: He would never earn the respect of the world.
Joe: You're here for your own good.
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[insects chirp]
[radio playing]
Announcer: It's a gorgeous Southbury Tuesday.
We have a light breeze out of the east
with a whopping 52-degree high.
Yes, you heard that right.
The Southbury Wildcats beat the Trumbull Lions
14 to nothing last night.
And I'm told the Sutton Farm Abduction site will be
closed today due to staffing shortages.
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Gilberto: Gordon Rogers wanted the world to see him
as a good man,
[TV playing]
Gilberto: With a fine family, a fine house
with a two-car garage and a television in his bedroom.
[TV playing]
Gilberto: But he was simply a selfish man and a coward
who couldn't even bring himself to pull the trigger.
[TV playing]
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Gilberto: He didn't sleep that night.
How could he?
On the brink of extinction, in complete denial
about what he'd been fighting for his entire life.
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Oh no.
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You would have been proud of me, Mama.
Oh, you would have been so proud of me.
Gilberto: It was at that very moment,
he realized if anyone was going to pull the trigger
and end him,
it wouldn't be without a fight.
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Gilberto: Almost nightfall.
We should get ready.
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This is not supposed to be us, Mabel
[sniffles]
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We were a new breed.
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Stronger than our parents!
Going to build the tribe up to its...
glory.
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But instead, I lost us everything.
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You're gonna get her back.
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[fire crackles]
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[insects buzz and chirp]
Wait, I think you two should ride with me.
A truck like this will draw attention.
- What's wrong with the truck? - Gibby--just listen to her.
I can drop you right back here as soon as we get Isabelle.
[insects buzz and chirp]
Come on.
[radio playing]
Man: When's this guy ever gonna go to sleep?
You don't know Rogers.
He's a savage.
Might be in there concocting a plan, for all we know.
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[tone buzzes]
Woman: Dispatch, how may I direct your call?
Larry Kershaw--Larry Kershaw, please.
[tone buzzes]
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[tone buzzes]
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[tone buzzes]
Woman: You are on the line with Mr. Kershaw.
Larry, Larry, Larry, oh god, god, Larry,
you're not gonna believe this.
You're not gonna believe this--my wife's a spy.
She's a spy, but I handled it, I handled it.
I mean, I handled it with surgical precision.
I shoulda--I shoulda called you first, I know,
I know, but I handled it.
She's gone.
She's--she's never coming back.
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Mabel: Almost there.
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Gordon: I got 56 plots.
I--I basically exterminated them.
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So, uh--let me finish, huh?
Let me finish what I started.
I--I want to finish this for you.
Please, please, just let me finish
what I started for you, please.
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[dial tone]
Larry?
- Larry? - [jiggles receiver]
Larry?
- Come on, Larry. - [jiggles receiver]
- Larry, come on! - [dial tone]
Come on, Larry, come on, Larry, come on!
[dial tone]
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Hey--hey, Joe, we got a car.
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[breathing heavily]
- Mabel: This is the house. - Gilberto: You sure?
Yeah, her room's right downstairs.
It's the first door on the right.
- Gilberto: Where are you going? - We should go around back.
It'll be safer that way, we got company.
Gilberto: Stop the car.
Mabel: Wait, what--no, don't--don't--shit.
Shit.
Joe, someone just hopped out of the car down there.
You shut the hell up.
- Someone just hopped out-- - Shut up!
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Shit.
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Gilberto: When you're on the brink of extinction--
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Gilberto:--with your back up against the wall,
you fight harder than you've ever fought before.
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Gordon: Assholes.
Gilberto: But it'll be too little, too late.
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Hey, assholes!
- You're not gonna sort me out! - Joseph!
- Gordon: Nobody sorts me out! - Oh, shit.
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Babysitting me, huh?
Shit, get the gun, get the gun, get the gun.
Man: I'm trying, Joe, I'm trying.
You gonna rat me out?
- Bastards! - ♪ ♪
You're not gonna take this away from me!
[tires screech]
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[insects chirping]
Gilberto: Whatever last breath of hope he might think he has--
I knew you'd come back.
Gilberto:--he'll soon be reminded that hope itself
is reserved for the privileged.
[breathing heavily]
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