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Just open the door.
Yes, yes it is!
It's an archaic colloquialism, roughly meaning..."good".
Yes! That's right!
I'm going to give it to you straight. There's no point in beating around the bush. There were survivors. Apparently, the fallout has created....a subspecies of mutants.
Mutants?!
It's not a pretty sight. Some eat out of garbage cans. Others are...cover your ears, Son, and hum. I mean that literally and I mean right now!
Others are...multisexual. It seems...they can be both masculine and feminine...simultaneously.
No.
Yes.
I don't believe it!
They've done a lot of rebuilding but society, at least as we knew it, has utterly collapsed. People throw up in the streets. Others point guns. There's something terribly wrong with the automobiles and...and I...I can't tell you the rest. I just can't.
Oh my. Oh,my, oh my, oh, my. So, what do we do now?
We stay down here.
We do?
Yes.
Excuse me.
For how long? We've just about run out of everything!
We'll make do. I'm of the opinion that these mutants will eventually kill each other off and then
No, Calvin. We're not going to make do. Not me! Not Adam. We're going up no matter what! We deserve it. Even if it's terrible!
Well, I am the head of this household
I want him to at least see the sky!
and we will
And the ocean! A mountain range!
do as I say!
He's smart.
Yes, dear, I know.
And Lord we ask finally that you send an angel to look after and protect our beloved son, Adam. Amen.
Amen.
How long will you set it for this time?
I thought ten years.
Well, that's...considerably shorter than before. I was wondering, Calvin, why set the locks at all. I mean the radiation is gone and...
To keep what's up there from getting down here! It's not the radiation I'm worried about.
Well, please excuse us! We...we haven't entertained a guest in...um...
Some time.
What can I offer you, Eve?
You got a light, honey?
What?! A light! Yes, I've got a light!
Good.
So...you...survived the blast, did you?
The blast? Honey, I have survived a host of things. Like the song says: "A country boy can survive!"
Yes, yes, the song. So tell me...has it been...hell up here?
"Hell up here?" Honey, it's been hell up here, down there and over yonder! Hell everywhere.
Yes, I can tell that just looking around. "Boy?" Did you say you were a "country boy?"
Cute Little Old Man, if you want a boy, I can be a boy. And if you want a girl, I can be a girl. I can be anything you want me to be!
Really?
Uhhuh. And it's all yours for the remarkably low price of only $200! And if you act now, I might even throw in some free lawn furniture.
No, I can't. I'm sorry! I have to go! I have to...
According to Caltech, this Webber guy was a bonafide genius and a borderline nutcase.
Well, he and Mrs. Nutcase must have been out here when the plane hit.
Unless we get a postcard or somethin', that's my guess.
What about relatives?
All back East.
The neighbors over there said the guy spent day and night out here. She'd bring him sandwiches and hot Dr. Pepper.
He drank it hot?
Yeah.
Good god.
Yeah.
Oh, my God!
He'll catch him. Hi. This is Nina Aron. I've got a run away and I'm going to need police assistance.
No! Not the police! Don't call them!
I have to. If a complaint is made and the person resists obser
No, I can't have that! They'll come with their cars and their guns and their handcuffs
Calm down, please. This man needs help and you need protection from him. That's obvious.
You know, I don't think so. I'm confused but you know, I don't think he'd ever hurt me. I don't think he'd hurt anyone.
And now you must let me be the judge of that!
I was frightened and I didn't know what to think! But you knowI believe him. I think he just wants to go home. Wherever the hell that is...
Let's all remain calm. That's the key thing.
Oh. A nice one, I hope.
Yes, ma'am.
Elbows, Son.
Sorry, Mom!
You never know. You may someday dine at the White House with the president.
Dad!
Oh, no! Oh, my goodness! Let's get him into the bedroom.
He seems to be doing all right now. I don't know if he's had a heart attack or just... a horrifying experience. But we need supplies and I've got to stay with him.
I'll go up.
I'm afraid you've got to.
I'll be all right.
You're my brave boy.
I don't know how far you'll have to travel to find supplies, but if you can't get home by nightfall, I want you to look for something called a Holiday Inn. Write that down. It's a hotel. There might still be one standing.
Yes, ma'am.
Right.
I just hope this is still good up there.
Mom?
Yes?
I was thinking that, uh...you know, while I was up there and all...that maybe I could, you know...try to meet a girl. I've, been thinking about that a little...just these last...fifteen years or so.
Oh, Adam,that would be wonderful if you could find a girl. One who's not a mutant...and hopefully comes from Pasadena. Nothing against Valley girls, but in my day anyhow, the girls from Pasadena, I don't know...always just seemed a little nicer.
Yes, ma'am.
Here's the shopping list and $3,000 which should take care of everything.
Yes, ma'am.
Your father has a few final words for you. You know, he'd fight a buzz saw for you he loves you so much. We both do.
Heck, I know that mom! You're my parents.
...and his church group have volunteered to help us bring the supplies down. But we've got to hurry.
Are you in trouble, son?!
I think I'm being chased by a psychiatrist.
A psychiatrist?!
Mom? Eve and I have to go.
What?
I can't explain it now. But I want you to set the locks for two months. You have more than enough of everything. Then we'll be back to get you.