-Maybe so. Come on.
-Gotta have you sign.

-I ain't signing shit.
-It's all good. This script is butter.

-Butter, butter. This stuff is butter.

It's all good. It's jiggy baby.
How you know it's all good and jiggy baby?
-I was reading it on the way over.
-You read my script?

I loved this script 'cause
it's a twist on the usual.

-It's science fiction, which we know sells--
-You shut up.

I'll whip your ass.
You don't be reading my stuff.

-Get off the property!
-I just got a little excited.

I gotta get over to my MindHead meeting.
-MindHead! You need a lift?

-I can't believe that!
-Yeah! Come on in.

-Thank you.
-What a coincidence!

-Who's your guide?
-Terry Stricter. Yours?


It's people like you
that give MindHead a bad name!

You lying sack of shit!
Read the script.
I'm really a big-time producer with clout.

Welcome to MindHead.
Welcome to MindHead.
Seems as though
you're doing much better.

-Yes. Yes.
-Your paranoia...

:16:51 definitely under control
since you came to understand...

...Happy Premise Number One.
Happy Premise Number One:
There are no aliens.