Michigan

man, when will this fog ever lift? what gives you the idea that this is fog, son? well, I don't know. . . it looks like fog. it's them. make no mistake. they're here. them? it's gonna be a battle of civilizations, count on it. but. . . to the winner goes the spoils. in this case, earth. what are you talking about? you doubt me? just take a walk down the beach. there? you won't come back. at least not in human form. it can't be. stay and watch. it's definitely gonna be messy. but I'm on vacation! yeah. reality sucks, doesn't it? totally.

pardon me, where's the men's room? whaddya mean? there's no men's room on this boat. oh, then we have to go back to shore. no way, bud. we ain't turning around so that you can take a leak. but it's urgent. yeah? well so's this little number. hey, you don't have to point that at me. one more peep outta you. you'll be relieving yourself at the bottom of the lake. I think I can hold it. that's the spirit.

you can almost see it. see what, louie? where we're going tomorrow. we're going out there? yeah, us and another guy. yeah? we going fishing? no, we're feeding the fish. what are we feeding them with? the other guy. he's gonna be fish food. interesting choice of occupations. actually, he doesn't have a choice. not a big surprise.

what's fishy about it? can't you see? see what? the fish, ya moron. where? oh forget it.

master, I think we've been spotted. what? impossible! I've taken every precaution. perhaps, master, yet. . . out with it, igor! well, remember when we moved here from new jersey? and you wanted someplace secluded, surrounded by beautiful trees? yes. well, master. it's these windows. what windows? master, it's a greenhouse! anybody can see in! impossible! we failed to take that into account, I'm afraid, along with the fact that we happen to be in the middle of a rather large city .a most unfortunate by-product of clear glass. how did that happen? strange, isn't it? but now the press has been calling for you day and night. it has? and what have you told them? oh nothing, master. but your interview is set for tomorrow. interview? heavens! you better make me an appointment with my stylist. of course. in the meantime, shall I prepare the next human subject? by all means! that's what we do, isn't it? indeed, master. I'll just ask the gawkers at the windows to, you know, move along. good idea. see if any would like to, you know, volunteer. we're running low on corpses. I mean, subjects. yes, master.

see him? no. where? up in that tree. man, I can't see anything! don't worry. I've got a bead on him. what's he doing? oh shit! he's gone! c'mon man, we gotta move! where? anywhere. that guy's fast! I don't think it's a guy. whaddya mean? I mean, it smells like sulphur around here. I don't think that guy's human. sulphur? oh, yeah. never mind that. I forgot to clean out the fridge.

uh oh. what's the matter? their's something back there. what is it? I dunno, but I think you better speed up.

is it far? we're almost there. what will it look like? like nothing you've ever seen before. will I like it? I promise you will. ok daddy.

there he is. where? by the hot dog stand. stuffing his face. the bastard. let's take him out right now. can't. too many people. wait til the crowd thins out. well, we ain't go a lot of time, you know. hey, have a beer. enjoy the game. and what are you gonna do? I'm gonna see if that guy can finish that hot dog. my bet is he can't. smart bet.

it's been a long day, hasn't it boss? yeah. but we got the job done. those guys will never squeal again. not in this life, they won't.

scout to base. we are approaching the enemy camp. we await your coordinates, scout. roger that. then send in the missiles. when we do, don't forget to duck. you got it, base. Jimmy 10/27/47 - 8/11/12

sarge says we gotta take this guy in for questioning. don't get near him. he'll bite your head off. not a chance. look at him! he's petrified! I'm telling you, ed, watch out. how would you know that? I went to high school with him? he was notorious. you did? where? on arcturus3. yeah? so, you're like what, french? exactly.

did you hear that? no. what? something's moving out there. you're imagining things. there's nobody else here. no, man. I heard it. like a clicking. oh shit. what? I see it. it's coming this way. OH MY GOD WHAT IS THAT THING? I don't know, but I'm not waiting to find out.

guard, place the invaders into this area. sir, there's thousands of them. and there will be more. I'm heading to their planet now. good luck, sir. if they give you any trouble, emulsify them. yes sir. then what sir? spread them on the flowers. maybe they'll make good mulch. good idea, sir.

what's that tune? the thieving magpie by rossini, why? it's catchy, that's all. but where's it coming from? oh, those bugs. they like to play opera. bugs? playing opera? yeah, they think it messes with our heads. mess with our heads? they're bugs! sinister mothers, ain't they?

geez, boss. how long we gonna stay on this road? what's the matter with you, curly? it's beautiful here. yeah, I know, but geez, boss, we been driving for hours. we'll get there when we get there. where we goin'? anyplace where there ain't cops. well, there's none around here. there ain't no banks, either. yeah, good point.

we're close. close? to what? I don't know, but I can feel it. well feel this: I'm starving, and we have no food. you are just so materialistic you know that? yeah. my body can only handle so much ethereal sustenance. you should try yoga. no offense, but I'd rather try a hamburger. me too.

they're comin' in low, sarge. yeah, I see 'em. can't hardly believe it. angels. hundreds of 'em! whatta we do now, sarge? we watch, and feel lucky.