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Thank you.

Good night, Mr. Croxley.

Been working late, have you?

Just finishing off the wages accounts
for tomorrow.

That's right. We wouldn't want our pay
transfers to be late, would we?

Hello,

darling. Hello, darling.

Where did you come?

I thought I'd meet you. Aren't you
pleased to see me?

Yes.

Would have been better as a surprise.

I'm not going home.

Oh, I forgot the doctor.

I told you this morning.

You can drop me off on the way. I'll
take a taxi home.

I have been to see... She'll be better
tomorrow.

Who? Your mother. You saw her today.

Oh, God, this is awful.

Please try not to do that.

Tell me how.

It isn't easy.

You're letting it get on top of you.

What do you expect?

It isn't exactly normal, is it?

The doctor said it would pass.

And if it doesn't?

Have you thought about that? Don't,
John. It can't stay like this. That

too much.

It'll be all right.

By the way, I forgot to tell you.

Stella. Shut up, can't you? Stop it.

That stupid remark you're always using.
What can I say?

As soon as I tell you about anything.

You just don't think.

I'm tired of it, John.

You never used to be like this.

The doctor's got to do something.

I don't know how long I can stand it.

What is it, Mr. Croxley?

Now, won't you relax and tell me all
about it?

Ah, that's better.

Now, let us see if we can go back to the
start of your condition.

What do you want, Dr. Ashlow?

Have you parted tricks?

I really don't think that that will be
necessary, Mr. Croxton.

You know, sometimes I wonder if you
really want to be helped.

Most of the time, your answers to my
questions are complete and direct.

But somewhere there is a mental block.

A refusal to come to terms with certain
details.

I have to go.

There you are, you see? It's exactly as
if I had touched a nerve ending.

Now, won't you relax, Mr. Croxley?

I mean, really open your mind to me.

There's no point.

I know it now.

You can't help me.

I shouldn't have let my wife talk me
into coming here.

Well, it's early days yet. Now, come
back and see me when you feel a little

more...

Responsive. Now, my secretary has
penciled in... Oh, no, I can't make

What did you say?

I thought you said Thursday.

No, Mr. Croxley.

I was about to.

But you have anticipated my words.

There's no point in going on.

I shan't come again.

That seems to be a great pity.

I feel that we were about to make some
progress.

However, you know where you can contact
me.

If you should change your mind, don't
hesitate to call.

Are you all right?

Yes.

It's my wife.

She's going to have a visitor.

Lighting confirmed.

Course varying 8 to 10 degrees.

Dead moon dust.

Right.

Hello, Gay.

How long has it been banking and weaving
like this?

It started 2 minutes 20 seconds ago,
sir.

Before that, course and speed were
constant.

What were the readings?

Course, 037164.

Speed, sol... 1 .6.

Never had a flight pattern like this
before.

Course still varying.

Speed now 0 .85 and reducing.

Thank you.

How long before Commander Straker comes
on duty?

What's the panic?

A UFO.

This approach is much slower than usual
and it's varying course constantly.

but maintaining an overall flight path.

Yes, I agree with you, Alec. This
zigzagging is unusual.

It's almost as if we're trying to avoid
something or find something.

Oh, we can't take any chances.

I found a red alert for all ground
stations.

Shadow control to all stations. We have
a red alert.

Repeat, condition is red.

Interceptors, immediate launch.

Immediate launch.

Standby to set missile control computer.

Right.

Missile timing, 1, 4, 7, 5.

Missile launch, 10 seconds.

Positive. Contact lost.

Moon base to shadow control.

We hit it, Commander.

Well done, Lieutenant.

Well, that one certainly made a new
approach.

I wonder what it was trying to do.

We'll never know, I'm glad to say.

Cigar?

Thank you.

Moon base to shadow control.

What is it, Lieutenant?

I have another contact, sir.

A second UFO?

No, sir. The same one.

The same one? But you reported a
positive detonation. I know, sir. The

showed negative.

But it's back.

Well, what's the position now,
Lieutenant?

I'm sorry, sir.

It's through moon -based defenses,
heading for Earth.

Thank you.

I can't understand how those
interceptors missed. It seemed to me

sitting target.

Maybe that's what we were supposed to
think.

That's a good point, Alec.

Force the interceptors to release their
missiles, avoid them, then to get the

clear run past the moon -based defenses.

Where is it now?

Range 7 million.

Trajectory termination?

It's difficult to say. It's changing
course more violently than before.

The nearest we can get is Western
Europe.

Well, it could be damaged.

Lieutenant Ellis reported a strike.

Speed increasing.

1 .4.

1 .8.

2 .4.

That does it.

We'll never get near it at that speed.

Must get a closer ETT.

Is the rate of descent constant?

More or less.

Still a slight variation.

Should be possible to work out a broad
target area.

We'll try, but our readings are less
than adequate, computer.

Do your best, Lieutenant.

Looks like it's going to hit. The
question is, what is it up to?

I'll tell you what I think, Alec.

I think that UFO is under manual
control.

First, the flight variation was used to
disrupt our computer programs.

But now I think the alien is fighting to
regain control.

That makes sense.

If it's damaged... Yes. The next few
minutes are going to be very

Detect determination.

Areas 17 to 23.

Too close for comfort.

Sound a red alert.

Yes.

4 -0 -1 -7 -4 -2 -2.

Lieutenant, ETT area 17, map reference 4
-0 -5 -green.

Alert the mobile.

Mobile 2 to Control. Pass your
instructions.

This is Red Alert.

Proceed to map reference 405 Green.

Stand by.

Roger, Control.

Mobile 2 moving to ETT now, sir.

It's weaving offline again.

Shadow Control to Mobile 2.

This is Commander Straker. Get that area
sealed off, Foster.

Yes, sir.

I want a detailed survey of the area.

There is a specific target in there. I
want to know about it.

What did the doctor say?

He wants to help.

Oh, that's wonderful.

Well, I'm not going back.

But, John, I... Has your visitor arrived
yet?

Visitor?

John, I... Hello.

I have to ring off.

Mobile 2 to control.

According to our survey map, there's
just a derelict farm and a couple of

within a five -mile radius of the ETT.

It's wooded common land.

What could be of interest there?

It's out of control.

The alien's being forced to crash land.

No, somehow I don't think so.

I mean, what's it after?

What could it want in the middle of a
wilderness of trees and bracken?

UFO speed decreasing.

12 ,000 knots. Range 1 ,000 miles.

Doors maintained.

No deviation.

So, it's back under control and slowing
down enough for a landing.

When's the estimated termination?

In five minutes. Colonel Foster won't
have time to complete evacuation.

Speed 7 ,500 knots.

Decreasing.

Range 600 miles.

The roadblock should be in position now.

The whole area is sealed off.

Three minutes to termination.

Course maintained.

Speed reducing.

Come on, friend.

They're waiting for you.

It'll be a perfect landing, Alec. We're
going to be right there.

All cars in position.

Roger.

We'll keep Channel 3 open.

I'm sorry, sir, this area's been sealed
off.

Military manoeuvres.

Military manoeuvres. Yes, sir.

You live... Yes, yes, I live a couple of
miles over there.

Well, I'm afraid you'll have to... Yes,
I know.

It won't be long now.

Course maintained.

Speed?

Speed increasing.

Check it. No error, sir. It's coming
down faster.

Get me Colonel Foster.

Sir.

About two. Go ahead, Control.

The UFO's increased speed to crash
velocity.

It'll be too late to correct.

You understand?

Yes, sir. I'm Colonel Foster.

If there's a survivor, I want him.

Mobile to control. Have audio on UFO.
Cloud cover preventing visual.

Roger, mobile to. It'll be over you in
30 seconds.

Roger.

Decreasing speed.

Switching.

Yes, course altered.

Two degrees.

Colonel Foster, have you got visual
contact?

No, sir. Still tracking on audio.

You all right, sir?

Get

there

as fast as you can, Colonel.

Yes, sir.

We're about due to control.

It's crashed right into a house.

All right, Colonel.

Do what you can.

I don't understand it, Alec.

Under control and out of control.

Crash landing velocity, then safe
landing velocity.

Now it hits a house.

Quite a mess.

Well, let's go over the facts, Alec.

Right from the start, that UFO was on an
unusual flight pattern.

We can only guess it was a method to
outmaneuver the interceptors.

Yes. But let's say it came in damaged.

And, unable to control his ship, the
alien tried to land, failed, and hit

house. No, I don't buy that, Alec.

For a while it was out of control, yes.

But just before impact, it seemed to be
fine.

I had looped that line of trees and
smashed straight into an isolated house.

Sheer coincidence.

The house just happened to be in the
way.

Well, you could be right.

There's enough doubt in my mind to make
me want to see the place for myself.

What happened to the pilot?

There was just enough evidence left to
establish that he was an alien.

And the UFO was completely destroyed?
The largest piece measured six inches.

We found it embedded in Foster's mobile.

What's the news on his condition?

It's too early to say. He's lost a lot
of blood.

At least he was luckier than the co
-driver.

What about the woman?

She couldn't have known anything about
it.

It must have been instantaneous.

What do we know about her?

Ordinary woman.

Married. No children.

Nothing that connects her with UFOs.

Nothing that we know of.

That's her husband out there now.

Suppose I'd better talk to him, Alec.

I'm sorry.

You killed her.

An experimental aircraft crashed into my
house. How did you know that?

I was at the checkpoint when word came
through.

I'm afraid there's not much more I can
tell you. I know.

The details are classified.

If there's anything... Don't you think
you've done enough?

My wife is dead.

Look, you've had a pretty bad shock.

Have you? No.

They were all Stella's relatives.

They don't mean so much to me now.

How's he taking it?

Hard to tell.

He seemed to know exactly what I was
gonna say.

Yeah.

I guess it's pretty difficult to find a
new way of telling a guy you're sorry.

Let's get out of here, Alec.

Is that the time?

It's time you went home.

You've been here a full 18 hours.

I'll have to go through these reports.

Not that they tell us a great deal.

We combed the ruin and everything for a
mile around.

We lifted security yesterday.

Yes, I understand Croxley was having
psychiatric treatment.

He also left his job.

It's hardly surprising after what he's
been through.

I think we can close the book on the
incident.

Well, not quite, Alec.

Paul Foster's still in the hospital.

Yes, I spoke to him yesterday.

Doctors are very pleased with his
progress.

The wonders of medical science.

He wants to speak to you.

Me? He's worried about something.

What?

He wouldn't tell me.

And do you mean to say you called me all
the way out here just to tell me that?

Well, I thought you ought to know about
it.

Surely it's a security matter.

What did he look like? Well, it's
difficult to say.

It's just an impression.

Oh, come on now, Paul. Next you'll be
telling me you hear strange noises at

night.

Look, every time I look up, he's there
looking at me. There's this sort of

nausea feeling that comes over me.

I'll get you out of here.

You're okay to be moved to our medical
center.

You'll be closer to home.

You don't believe me, do you?

I'll tell you what I think, Paul.

I think you've been lying in that bed
too long.

I also think if you're well enough to
worry, you're well enough to go back to

work.

I'll arrange for your discharge.

Good morning, Miss Elin. Good morning,
sir.

Well, somebody wanted to make sure of
that gut here.

It's been in the material, Annalisa.
Just paper.

Well, with that number of stamps, I
would have expected a small atom bomb,

least. It's probably a film script.

It's addressed to you personally.

Do you want to read it? Well, I suppose
ingenuity should not go unrewarded.

Whoever sent it certainly knows how to
draw attention to their work. Maybe they

can write, too.

I'll pass it along to the script
department.

Fine. Oh, by the way, have our medics
cleared Foster yet? Yes, sir. He's

waiting. With Freeman.

How long has it been as quiet as this?

Since you went into hospital.

That was a month ago.

You mean there have been no sighting
since then?

Oh, just two.

The interpreters took care of them.

We managed to scratch along without you,
Paul.

Hello, Paul.

Feeling better?

Yes, sir. Good, good.

In my office?

You too, Alec.

Well, are you fit for duty, Paul?

Yes, sir.

Schroeder checked me out an hour ago.

Good, good.

No more little men watching you?

Well, in the medical center, security's
tighter than a drum anyway.

Oh, I see.

And your little friend, he couldn't get
in, eh?

Now, don't worry about it, Paul. You go
home, get a good rest.

Report for moon base briefing first
thing in the morning.

Yes, sir.

Oh, Alec.

I want you to go over to the Zeta
Tracker Station.

The lieutenant in command there has come
up with a new grid link -up.

There might be something in it. There's
no panic.

I can get over there right away.

Fine. Right.

See you later.

By the way, what's that?

Oh, I assume this is a film script.

Well, why don't you open it and find
out?

Get on to the data tracking station. The
commander over there, Lieutenant Grant.

Tell him to expect Colonel Freeman later
on today.

Is there anything else, though?

No, no call.

I'll be out for the rest of the day,
Miss Eland. Yes, sir. I'll keep Channel

open. Right, sir.

Miss Eland, has Alec Freeman left the
building?

No, sir. He's with me now.

Well, have him come back down here
immediately.

Yes, sir.

I'm on my way.

I'll say there is. Just about as wrong
as you can get.

What is it?

Read it, Alec. Just read it.

The Shadow Organization.

Colonel Alec Freeman, moon base,
skydiver, everything.

It's all there, Alec.

Every last detail.

That's impossible.

How could anybody... How should I know?

Security leak, coincidence, lucky guess.
What does it matter?

That document is a complete dossier on
Shadow.

Its operatives, installations,
equipment.

I don't get it.

Who wrote it? The name's on the front.

John Croxley.

The man whose house was hit by a UFO?
Yes.

Now you tell me, Alec, how did he get
that information?

The whole thing's ridiculous.

We checked him out and his wife.

Mr. and Mrs. Average.

Yeah.

When I told him about his wife, there
was something about him.

He was different.

Wait a minute.

Foster's little man in the hospital.

That could be Croxley, too.

We'd better pick him up. No, not yet,
Alec.

If it was him, I want to know more about
him.

He was visiting a psychiatrist.

Maybe he knows something. Right. We'll
start there.

And you say Croxley stopped coming to
see you, Doctor?

Yes, quite certainly.

Just before his wife was killed. The
same day, in fact.

What was his problem?

Now, you realize I hope that I do not
normally divulge such details about my

patients, but with your authorization,
it was a somewhat unusual condition.

ESP.

Extrasensory perception.

It's a subject about which we still know
very little, but most of us have

experienced it at some time or another.
You yourself have probably been in the

situation of sensing what is going to
happen.

Yes, and it usually means trouble.

Well, it affects different people in
different ways.

Some adjust quickly and make good use of
their powers.

I believe there have been quite a number
of successful theatrical acts based on

the condition.

And Croxley?

He is not one of the lucky ones.

It is driving him to mental illness.

His powers of perception are so
pronounced he can hold a complete

with someone without that person
uttering a single word.

A mind reader?

Not quite.

Telepathy, perhaps. He can anticipate.
He can, what shall I say, feel

the future.

And it bothers him.

To the point of mental breakdown when
simple everyday phrases take on a new

terrible meaning.

Yes, well, most of it is clear now,
Doctor. Thank you very much.

Croxley phoned here for you earlier
today.

And?

For some unexplained reason, he wants
you and Mr. Freeman to meet him at the

ruin of his house at ten tonight.

And how did he know we'd be here?

ESP.

It's only 9 .30.

Yes, I always like to look over a
convention hall before a conference.

Or a battleground before a battle.

You know it's madness, don't you, coming
here without security?

You have no choice.

Listen, Alec, we have to assume that
Croxley can anticipate our moves.

Film script.

He wrote it by reading Paul Foster's
thought patterns.

Or someone told him. No.

Listen, I believe that doctor is right.

Croxley has a super sensory power.

And if we try to go against his wishes
or try to trap him, he'll know about it.

I hope you're wrong about this.

So do I.

Look, I know it's late, but this is not
easy to live with.

Listen, Paul, you went through a pretty
rough experience.

It takes time.

But that was physical.

Paul, you nearly lost your life in that
house.

Your mind is simply trying to adjust to
the recent shock it received when you

were injured there.

Well, maybe you're right.

I'm sure of it.

Look, if it bothers you that much,
there's only one answer.

Go back to the house.

Overcome your anxiety.

Face the problem.

Okay, Doc.

I'll go home and get some rest.

Good night, Paul.

See you at final medical checks
tomorrow.

You know, Ed?

I think I'm developing ASP.

I've got a feeling Croxley's here
already.

You're right, Colonel.

Croxley.

The answer to your question is no.

Why should I give you my gun?

Both be dead before your hands were on
the butts.

You see, I do know what you're thinking.

You use a shoulder holster, Commander.

Please.

The lamp.

You prefer the right hip, I believe,
Colonel.

Slowly.

You have a more devious thought pattern.

I want to see you clearly before I kill
you.

It's fitting that you should die here,
Straker.

We made it easy for you. Yes.

I must say, you have particularly
logical mental processes.

How long have you had this ESP, Croxley?
All my life.

Oh, it got stronger about a year ago.

But I remember I used to play tricks at
school, predicting the future.

And UFOs?

What do you know about them?

Shut up.

You did it, Straker.

You've been messing with things you
don't understand.

And you caused my wife's death.

No, Croxley.

Don't you see?

Use your power.

Use your ESP.

A UFO destroyed your house. Not me.

It was part of a carefully laid plan.

The aliens, Croxley.

They've taken over your mind.

They killed your wife.

They're using you.

Can't you see why?

They're using you to kill us.

Croxley, for God's sake.

Mother.

You're thinking about your mother.

Stop it.

Stop it.

You die at midnight, Croxley.

Leaving.

Going home.

I must see the doctor.

The doctor must help me.

Help me, doctor.

Come through that door and I'll blow
your head off.

Croxley, listen.

You say you want someone to help you.

Our planet is dying.

Our national resources are exhausted.

We must come to Earth.

We must come to Earth to survive.

Mother?

Stella.

What are you doing?

Don't try anything.

Go over there.

Two minutes.

Hello, Billy.

Well, we'll be late for school.

I know what you've got for lunch.

Cheese and pickle sandwiches.

No one told me.

No, no one told me.

No, don't hit me. No.

Give me the gun.

Do you think I'm going to let you get
away with it?

We mean no harm to peoples of Earth.

Why do you attack us?

We're fighting for existence.

You must understand!

No.

There's no need.

For words.

It is time.

He knew.

Well, what did you think, Alec, when you
saw Foster appear behind Croxley? Well,

shoot, for God's sake, before he... He
could read our thoughts.

Yes.

I'll always believe that in the last few
seconds, Croxley regained control of

his own mind.

Fate and fear.

Strange toast?

Not really.

What brought Paul Foster to that house?

And Croxley.

Fate had him marked from the moment he
was born.

How much of his power did he gain from
the aliens?

You mean his ESP?

You can only guess, Alec.

And how many other Croxleys are there in
the world?

Your toast was fate and fear?

Yes.

It's fear of the unknown which helps us
to keep alert, Alec.

When and if the answers do come, it will
be fear that helps us recognize them.

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