Alexander Leek: If there was a car crash ten blocks away, that window washer up there could probably see it. Now, that doesn't mean he's God, or even smarter than we are. But from where he's sitting, he can see a little further down the road.
Alexander Leek: "The nocturnal butterfly. In ancient cultures, the moth represents a form of the psyche, or the soul immortally trapped in the hellish death realms". Mothman. Well, that's what the Ukrainians called him. Rough translation of course. There were a hundred sightings in Chernobyl when the nuclear pump went down. Galveston, nineteen sixty-nine, just before the hurricane. They saw it. But seeing isn't always believing.
Connie: Wake up, Number Thirty Seven.
Indrid Cold: Mary Klein cannot be found by looking. You will see her in time.
John Klein: Two weeks ago, we were house hunting. One day you're just driving along in your car, and the universe just points at you and says, "Ah, there you are, a happy couple. I've been looking for you. I've been looking for you."
Connie: Hey! Do you know that woman?
John Klein: What woman?
Connie: She just left. You didn't see her?
John Klein: No.
Connie: That's strange. She had long red hair, green eyes, real pretty. She was asking about you, John?
John Klein: Did you see which way she went?
John Klein: What did she say?
Connie: She asked a lot of strange questions. You know, "What are you doing here?". And she asked if you were happy.
John Klein: What did you say?
Connie: I asked her for some I.D.
John Klein: Did she give you any?
Connie: No. She just said, "Tell John I'm sorry for ruining everything", and then she got up and walked out. What's wrong?
[John shows her a picture of his DEAD wife]
John Klein: Was it her? Was it her?
Connie: That's your wife!
John Klein: It was her.
John Klein: Look, here's the thing: I don't know how I ended up here last night. And I didn't even know I was in West Virginia. Somehow, between one and two thirty, I traveled four hundred miles and ended up on that your road by your house... and I've got no memory of it.
Gordon Smallwood: And you call me crazy?
John Klein: To hear a voice is one thing. But this isn't just a message, it's a prediction. It came true.
Lucy Griffin: It was right here. There was only a foot or so between its head and that branch. That makes it, what, about eight feet tall.
John Klein: Yeah.
Lucy Griffin: I was getting ready for bed and I just happened to glance out the window. At first all I could see were these two red eyes. I kept looking at it. I couldn't stop. Then I guess it just took off. I've never had that feeling before, like I couldn't move. And then I guess it just took off. That may not make much sense... but it's the only way I can put it into words.
John Klein: Looks like our pal the Mothman is up to his old tricks.
Gordon Smallwood: Mr. Klein?
John Klein: Hey?
Gordon Smallwood: I gotta talk to ya.
John Klein: Okay.
Gordon Smallwood: Last night I woke up... with the worst headache I've ever had in my life. And I... I went into the bathroom to get some aspirin... And I happened to look in the mirror... and... I swear to God, I see something I can't describe. But it sure as hell ain't my reflection. And then I hear this weird howl coming out of the sink. And there's a voice. It's a voice and it's saying: "Do not be afraid. Ninety-nine will die. Denver Nine". I even wrote it down.
Ed Fleischman: Look, she's not Mary. Not by a mile. But you know what? No one ever will be.
Alexander Leek: Whatever brought you there, brought you there to die.
The Mothman: Great tragedy on the River Ohio.
Mary Klein: I kept thinking it felt like a dream come true.
Connie: [to John] You're a long way from D.C. What are you doing here?
Connie: Past few months people have been coming up to me and reporting that they've been seeing strange things. And I'm not talking about the town's speed freak. I'm talking about good, honest, churchgoing people. Now, I've known these folks my entire life and they seem downright embarrassed to be bringing it up.
John Klein: Bringing what up?
Connie: It's hard to explain.
Connie: There've been weird lights, strange phone calls, you. Seeing a UFO is one thing. What do you do when someone comes into your office and tells you they saw this in their backyard?
[John stares at her]
Connie: What is it?
John Klein: My wife died two years ago. She saw something. Drew pictures. Who showed you this?
News Anchor #1: Again our top story of the hour. Domain air flight number nine out of Denver has crashed. A representative of that airline is going to make a statement shorlty. Now, there is no confirmation, but all ninety nine passengers and crew members are believed dead.
Gordon Smallwood: That's when I heard the voice. The same voice that I heard two nights ago. He said: "Do not be afraid. My name is Indrid Cold."
Indrid Cold: Hello, John Klein.
John Klein: Who is this?
Indrid Cold: My name is Indrid Cold.
John Klein: Unless, of course, you're Gordon Smallwood...
Indrid Cold: Your father was born in Racine, Wisconsin. He lived in a green house on Monroe Street. You don't remember how your mother looked.
John Klein: Okay, you got my attention.
Sonny: See, it's... it's sticking up here around one thousand nine hundred and fifty cycles per second. But it never gets any lower than maybe one thousand nine hundred and thirty or so. But yours is way down here in the normal vocal range, anywhere between a thousand and twelve hundred cycles per second.
John Klein: So this guy's vocal range is much higher than mine.
Sonny: What makes you think it's a man?
Indrid Cold: [on recording] Still more proof, John Klein?
John Klein: What is it?
Sonny: Near as I can tell, it's an electrical impulse. But whatever it is, it's not coming from human vocal chords.
John Klein: Alexander Leek?
Alexander Leek: Who the hell are you?
John Klein: I'm John Klein. I called you last week.
[shows him a picture of the Mothman]
John Klein: Do you know what that is?
Alexander Leek: Stay away.
John Klein: Look, I need to know what this is. Tell me!
Alexander Leek: Where are they seeing it?
John Klein: Point Pleasant, West Virginia. You can help me.
Alexander Leek: Follow me.
Alexander Leek: One day, I started hearing voices. The voices became messages.
Connie: John, I can't call in sick just because you have a bad feeling about today.
John Klein: [about Alexander Leek] He said the messages are real. Something terrible's going to happen.
John Klein: You know, when Mary got sick, I couldn't help thinking: "This isn't real. I can stop this. I know I can. I can stop this".
Connie: No one can stop it, John. Listen to me. Planes are gonna crash. Earthquakes are going to happen. People you know and love are going to die. And no matter what that voice tells you, there's nothing you can do about it.
Indrid Cold: [whispers] You're afraid right now, aren't ya?
John Klein: 911? Yeah, there's been an accident.
Connie: Do you realize what's happening to you?
Connie: You're alone, and that's just no way to be.
Alexander Leek: You noticed them, and they noticed that you noticed them.
John Klein: Jesus!
Alexander Leek: You know the buildup of energy before something happens? How hair stands up before lighting strikes?
John Klein: Right, "before something happens". Do you mean, do you mean that they cause disasters?
Alexander Leek: Why would they need to?
John Klein: Alright, then. Are they... Are they trying to warn me?
Alexander Leek: Their motivations aren't human.
John Klein: Alright, then. What do they want?
Alexander Leek: I have no idea. What you really want is to know... why you?