Flying Saucer Summer

Update: Thanks to CBS News 60 Minutes, UFOs are hot! https://cbsn.ws/33PgjH8
17-year-old John Harris, shy, asthmatic, and a virgin to boot, is celebrating his birthday onboard a rusting 100-foot schooner anchored in Bight Bay in the British Virgin Islands. Called the Willy T, it has been turned into a legendary and notorious floating bar. Currently, topless women are running past him down a gangplank and throwing themselves screaming into the sea to the cheers of those around him-- including his parents Dr. Thayer Harris and Mary. John appreciates his parents letting him have his first official beer with them but would rather be sharing it with a girlfriend, something he's never had. As fate would have it, there aren't any girls his age around him except one. And she's looking unabashedly at him from across the deck with penetrating blue eyes. She's blonde, petite, and unnaturally pale. She's also wet, having crawled out of the sea in a cute bikini and tee. She walks up to him and asks him to dance. His parents are taken aback by her boldness but John, nervous to the max, surprisingly gets up and joins her on the dance floor. He can't take his eyes off of her. Or his thoughts-- until the screaming shakes him from his reverie and the lights go out. Someone knocks him to the deck in a panic to abandon ship. When he gets to his feet and looks around, he can't find her among the running and screaming crowd. And then he looks up and sees a giant flying saucer rising swiftly into the sun-setting sky and disappearing in the blink of an eye.

The next day on the beach John sees THAT GIRL-- she's wearing the same outfit from the night before as she steps out of the water. He learns her name is Ebie. John calls his mom on his smartphone and asks if Ebie can come to dinner. Mom says sure and asks what she likes. John tells mom without asking Ebie because the answer was transferred from Ebie's finger touching his temple: she likes everything.

Meanwhile, Dr. Harris gets a visit from the CIA at the university where he teaches. They want to know what he knows about the recent UFO incident. He pretends not to know anything. They remind him of his 20-year cooperation with Navy Intel re UFOs and its pointman Commander Taft, and tell him his son is dating a space alien. He says they're crazy, that his son has never had a date in his life. And then they show him a video on a smartphone: Ebie is twerking John Jr on the Willy T. He scoffs and they tell him he's having dinner with “it” tonight. He calls Mary to confirm. She mentions Ebie's name. Thayer repeats it out loud. A CIA guy says, “E.B.E., Extraterrestrial Biological Entity.”

Dinner that night is surreal. As Thayer tries to grill her, she is controlling the responses of John and Mary by touching them with her big toes under the table, like a maestro on a pipe organ. Ebie tells Thayer telepathically that they know he's a UFOlogist and that John has been selected by her people to impregnate her, that it is a great honor, and that he must promise not to interfere. Thayer asks, why John? She says, she chose him because she likes him-- and that he has the right DNA, a particular strain her species has been tinkering with for thousands of years. Later, following the private telepathy exchange, Thayer, holding his head, says he's tired and excuses himself. So does Mary.

Upstairs in the bedroom Thayer turns to Mary and asks what they're doing? She doesn't know. They're not tired. Thayer shakes his head to clear it and tells Mary to follow him. They discover John and Ebie are gone. Thayer's cellphone rings. It's Taft. “Do you know where your children are?” Taft tells Thayer he does and that they should go out and stand in the middle of the street. Why, Thayer asks. So the chopper blades won't strike a tree. Thayer and Mary run out into the street and are picked up by a black Navy helicopter. As Thayer helps Mary into the chopper he tells her, “By the way, Johnny is dating a space alien.”

Ebie drives John to the beach. Unknowingly to her, CIA guys have trailed them. She leads John across the sand to the sea where they make love. As the lovemaking intensifies. John sees gills opening and closing on Ebie's neck and her body pulsating with light.

The CIA guys, looking through their night vision goggles on the beach, pause to look at each other.

The ecstasy of interspecies copulation overpowers any sense of revulsion by John. In fact, he blurts out he loves her. Suddenly he and Ebie are bathed in a spotlight. “John-n-n-ny!” It's his mom, shouting down to him through a megaphone. “Ma?” he asks. “Drop the E.B.E, kid!” It's Taft through the chopper's loudspeaker. Ebie jumps off of John, dives into the water and swims away. John turns under the wind-whipped sea and yells, “E-E-E-B-I-E-E!” The chopper follows Ebie and John dives into the water to search for her but can't find her.

Instead, she finds him. Treading water, he proposes marriage. She asks him how long he can hold his breath and then guides him down through the inky depths of the sea to a glowing USO. They swim up into a chamber and step out onto the metallic floor of the spaceship. Her ma and pa are waiting for them. They are more alien than human. They object to Ebie bringing John onboard. She was only supposed to get pregnant. When she tells them they want to get married, her parents go apoplectic. John and Ebie escape back through the underwater opening and swim to a rocky outcrop. Climbing the sheer cliffs, they are spotlit by the USO. Ebie is snatched from John by a tractor beam.

Six months later Ebie surprises the Harrises by showing up barefoot and pregnant. She proudly lifts her wet sundress to expose her bulging belly: the baby is seen behind a thin membrane. It looks human aside from its out-of-scale head. Thayer and Mary recoil. John is stoked. When asked by Ebie if he'd like to visit her planet, he says “Baby, I'd follow you anywhere.” And with that, despite his parent's cries for him not to go, John and Ebie are sucked up into the UFO above them.

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