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Close Encounter
The setup
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NSA agents Morris and Kirkpatrick interview three friends after their encounter with a UFO. Sharon and Todd describe luminous beings, comforting garments and profound revelations. Colleen Rafferty instead remembers a grim metal room, undignified examinations and aliens who seem more curious than competent. Each new question widens the gap between their accounts, and Colleen demonstrates one particularly awkward procedure on Sharon. Her return to Earth is equally unceremonious: she lands on a restaurant roof while her missing trousers end up in a nearby tree. As the performers struggle to contain their laughter, the agents propose further examinations and Colleen remains remarkably willing to cooperate.
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I don't think I was dealing with the top brass.
Yeah, a little different for me.
Man, you got screwed.
Behind the scenes
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Mikey Day
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Streeter Seidell
Writer
Script
Automatically generated script; wording may contain errors. Speaker labels are inferred.
- 00:00
Agent Morris
I'm Agent Morris with the NSA, and this is Special Agent Kirkpatrick. Now, we know you've all been through quite an ordeal, so we appreciate you making the trip to Washington on such short notice.
- 00:11
Special Agent Kirkpatrick
Yes, you three experienced the first verified case of alien abduction, so, naturally, you are of great interest to the United States government.
- 00:18
Todd
It's nuts, man. I mean... We're just small-town buds who saw a UFO in the woods, and, like, now we're hanging out with the government.
- 00:27
Agent Morris
Okay. Now, after the blue light into the spacecraft, what is your next memory?
- 00:31
Sharon
Uh, I came to and saw a beautiful being made of, like, a beautiful, calming light.
- 00:37
Todd
Yeah, same here. That being touched my head, and I felt every emotion in its purest form. It was amazing, and I cried, sir.
- 00:46
Special Agent Kirkpatrick
Okay, and you, Ms. Rafferty?
- 00:48
Colleen Rafferty
Wow. What floor were you guys on? I woke up in a dirty metal dome, and, uh, 40 little gray aliens watched me pee in a steel bowl. And they took the bowl, walked out.
- 01:03
Agent Morris
Interesting. Were these beings also bathed in light?
- 01:06
Colleen Rafferty
Uh, no, no. They were, uh, gray with big, fat eyes, little mouths. They just, uh, stared while I peed. I don't think I was dealing with the top brass.
- 01:18
Special Agent Kirkpatrick
And how did they instruct you to urinate? Was that telepathically?
- 01:23
Colleen Rafferty
Uh, no, no. I, uh, I woke up, I had to pee like a camel. So, uh, I started peeing and one of the gray aliens slapped the wall and pointed at the bowl. So I got the hint. I kind of ducked, walked over the bowl, peed in it.
- 01:39
Special Agent Kirkpatrick
Yes, I-I see. Now, when you all awoke, were you clothed?
- 01:44
Sharon
Um, I was wrapped in, like, a robe made out of warm, glowing energy.
- 01:50
Todd
Yeah, like a blanket made out of pure love.
- 01:55
Colleen Rafferty
Yeah, a little different for me. Um, I, uh, I had my shirt I came in with, but my pants were gone. So, uh, my coot-coot was out. It was full of porky pig in it and a drafty dome.
- 02:10
Agent Morris
Now, did you all stay on the same ship the entire time, or...?
- 02:15
Todd
Well, you know, my body did, but my consciousness was shown what lies beyond time and space. It was so beautiful. I'm sorry. I'm just crying about it. Just think about it a little bit.
- 02:28
Sharon
Do you need a tissue?
- 02:30
Todd
What? No, I'm sorry. I just... I'll use my shirt.
- 02:32
Sharon
Um, the aliens showed my mind the furnace of all creation, what we would call God.
- 02:39
Colleen Rafferty
What? These fancy cats are seeing God. Meanwhile, I'm starting phase two, which is me sitting on a stool while 40 gray aliens take turns gently batting my knockers in. Did y'all get the knocker stuff?
- 02:59
Todd
Uh, no. No knocker stuff. Sorry.
- 03:03
Agent Morris
And did you feel threatened, Ms. Rafferty?
- 03:06
Colleen Rafferty
No. No, no, no, no, no. They were, uh, they were real respectful about it. They were... they were in a line. And then, uh, one by one, they'd step up, slap a knocker, and then go to end the line, wait for another turn. It didn't hurt. It was like... I'm sorry. Pardon me, Sharon. and it's kind of like that. No harm, no foul.
- 03:29
Sharon
That hurts. Look, that hurts.
- 03:32
Special Agent Kirkpatrick
Perhaps they were collecting biological data?
- 03:35
Colleen Rafferty
No. No, that felt super off the books. I swear to God, there was one gray alien by a door just kind of peeking in. I think he was the lookout. Look, it wasn't my worst Wednesday night.
- 03:58
Agent Morris
And how did the aliens return you all to Earth?
- 04:01
Sharon
Oh, I was carried down gently. He's crying. I was carried down gently in a cradle of light placed into a soft bed of wallflowers.
- 04:16
Todd
Yeah, yeah. The light laid me down like a baby in a meadow near my house. I was smiling and weeping, tears of joy, sir.
- 04:25
Colleen Rafferty
All right, well, now, this missed me a little bit. Because my grand exit was out of what was basically like a big airplane toilet, okay? I, uh...shoot. I dropped down seven feet onto the roof of a Long John Silver's. They threw out my pants separately. They missed the roof. My slacks landed in a frickin' pine tree 30 feet away, so I had to just chill up there with my damn coot-coot and prune shoe hammer till the place opened up.
- 04:59
Todd
And you got screwed.
- 05:10
Colleen Rafferty
Oh, you think, Todd?
- 05:12
Agent Morris
Well, we'd like to take you guys for physical examinations now.
- 05:15
Colleen Rafferty
Yeah, all right. There gonna be any knocker stuff?
- 05:19
Special Agent Kirkpatrick
Possibly. I'm sorry.
- 05:20
Colleen Rafferty
No, no, don't be. Just be gentle, because they're pretty banged up. Tell me about God. What's God's deal?
- 05:32
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