Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Santa Fe. - Oh, New Mexico.

- Oh, Mommy's coming! - Oh...

- Boring as hell? Yeah. - Yeah.

Daniel, are you OK?

Oh, you should go get that picture.

You should be watching your own ass.

No... OK, come on... Oh, God.

I can't do this without you.

As you breathe and focus, you're gonna learn to control them.

But it's the only thing in my life that's real.

It's the people that make the place.

Yeah. UFOs and shit.

You've got to get out now.

So, John, just moved from Santa Fe a few weeks ago.

- That guy, Mark, he's... - Soon to be irrelevant.

Soon, I'll be done with all of you.

- Hold this for a second. - All right.

- And your father's a writer? - Yes, he is.

Nobody wants to admit their dad's a freak.

- About what? - My parents.

I know she's the star photographer,

Oh, gossip spreads like Ebola.

I need you to be careful.

Oh, uh, John...

And I don't know why.

All electronic devices. Come on, Sarah. Thank you.

- Wait. So, my dad was... - He was helping us.

Mogadorians could've already picked up our scent.

Hey, you maniac.

- Nailed it! - Heads up! UFO, brother!

Couple of them spent the night in the hospital.

Homeroom is calculus. That's B-wing, room seven...

Tell me now, where is the boy?

- Dead. - Yeah. Mine, too.

One of the kids must have caught you on video.

I have a gadget.

And this time, you stay out of sight, huh? No school, no teams, nothing.

Go upstairs and get your stuff.

She's not just a girl.

Leave him alone!

And that we were not crazy.

OK. The last part got to me.

You keep yourself in check, you understand?

Was that real? Are you all right?

Look, I'll work hard.

It's fun, and you and your folks should definitely come.

- Are you game? - Yeah.

I wonder who did that?

Daniel? Daniel?

Mark James. This is Kevin, Jackson, Tyler and Max.

I don't remember my father.

There you go, John.

may, some day, be dropped on our cities. And let us prepare for survival