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Thank you.
153 degrees. Turn complete, sir.
Commence second run.
We have a radar trace, sir.
We have a radar trace, sir.
Bering 147, speed Mach 5.
I know, sir.
Yes.
Yes, there.
What is it, sir?
I don't know.
I've never seen anything like this before.
It's coming down.
Action stations.
It's attacking, sir.
You read it.
Well, hasn't everybody?
Well, this is why you've asked me down here. I can tell you there'll be an
official denial in tomorrow's auditions.
Yes, I expected that. I stress the word official.
Apparently it was a test flight of one of the Navy's prototype aircraft.
Unfortunate. Yes.
Stryker, you're getting too suspicious.
It's almost a complex.
Well, is that bad?
Look at that photograph. It could be anything.
Yes.
including a UFO.
There was an immediate inquiry.
I was in touch with the naval board personally. They were satisfied.
It's a false alarm.
General, are you warning me off?
No, I am not warning you off, even if it sounds like it.
How many so -called sightings have turned out to be aircraft?
But this was a highly trained naval crew on a ship equipped with every modern
detection device.
Let's have some breakfast.
It wasn't like that. It happened too fast.
And the wreckage sank with no attempt at salvage. The ocean is too deep at that
point.
Well, I take it you've no objections if I conduct my own investigations?
No. None at all.
But don't expect any cooperation from the naval authorities.
They've accepted the findings.
You have checked the wreckage for that day, I take it?
Yes. And?
Now, there were no UFO sightings, if that's what you mean.
None got through, huh?
No, none that we know of.
But they have before.
Not for a long time.
Since your defense tightening, in fact. General, please don't underestimate
their intelligence. It has always only been a matter of time before they
discovered a way to pierce our screen.
Toast? No, thank you.
Try hitting the sand behind the ball.
Oh, Paul.
You're supposed to smooth over your tracks.
Tell me, what do you see in this? Oh, relaxation, exercise, chance to forget
your problems.
You've done nothing but talk about it ever since we started. Well, I have a
on my mind, Paul.
Well, here you are.
I suggest you try, uh, number nine iron on this shot, Paul.
Good shot.
You said Henderson seemed convinced the sighting that ship made was a false
alarm. Did I?
Oh, yes, I suppose he did.
And your theory about the aliens piercing our defensive screen doesn't
Oh? Why?
The interceptors destroyed it, you've heard this morning. Yes, true.
Well, how come we managed to stop that one?
Look, Paul, it's a battle of wits between us and them.
And if they have made a breakthrough, they wouldn't want us to know, would
You mean this morning was a sacrifice?
Well, it could be, couldn't it?
We destroy a UFO, feel secure in our defenses, and then they just write off
sighting. Well, if it was a UFO, why didn't it fire on the ship?
Ah, now that would have been proof.
You don't buy it, do you, Paul?
No.
Well, you could be right.
600. 620.
Maximum safe depth.
640. I heard you the first time, Captain.
Continue the dive.
680.
750.
Pressure malfunction.
Level. Level out.
Tell me something, Paul.
Do you know Sheringham?
The Admiral?
Yes. Not personally.
Well, do you know anyone in his department?
Oh, now I know why I'm here.
All right. What do you want me to find out?
I want to find out why that Admiralty Board reached such a fast decision.
You see, I think that ship was where it was for a special reason.
A reason the Navy want to keep secret.
Now, the aliens want to know why, and so do we.
Yep. Turbine's not responding, sir.
820.
Engine's overheating.
Hold full power.
Forward plates are buckling.
870. Turbine still not responding, sir.
Hold power.
We'll burn out, sir.
Hold full power.
880.
Flowing.
Steady at 900.
Maintaining level course, Captain.
Take her back to 600.
Up to 600.
Donut. Colonel. Find anything?
No, Colonel.
Nothing?
How much water below us?
Two hundred fathoms, Colonel.
Thank you.
We could try again.
No.
No, it's too deep.
Thank you, Captain.
Over one thousand fathoms deep.
Trench runs for about 30 miles.
Well, it sounds ideal.
Come in.
Ah.
If you could sign these sometime this afternoon, sir, this is the amendment to
the second paragraph. Oh, I thank you, Miss Burton, OK?
The assignment's due on the 9th.
My crew are on a 24 -hour standby.
Over 1 ,000 fathoms deep.
An even greater safety margin than we need.
All right, Captain, I approve the location.
Thank you, sir.
I'm Stephen.
Yes, sir.
Good luck on the 9th.
We may need it.
And remember, one slip and life on this planet could.
Where are we, straight through?
Yes, right along the left.
We'll be with you in a minute. Make yourself at home.
A nice place.
Very comfortable.
Convenient.
Would you like coffee or would you prefer something stronger?
I would prefer something stronger.
Um, scotch? Fine.
Um, may I?
Oh, please do.
Your drink.
Oh, thanks.
An usual hobby.
It is.
Are you an expert?
Oh, I wouldn't say so.
What's the bright star at the top left?
Spicer.
Magnitude 1 .2 forms an isothelial triangle with Arcturus and Boötes and
Danabula and Leo.
Really? Mm.
By studying Spicer and the star Regal and Orion, Hipparchus discovered the
procession of the equinoxes.
Well, here's to good old Hipparchus. You don't waste time, do you?
Well, you've got your army.
How long have you been with the ministry?
Not long. Why?
I hadn't seen you before yesterday.
Oh, you probably have.
Come on, what department are you in? Well, let's just say it's my job to know
everyone else's.
Now, take you, for example.
Thera Bozenke.
young, beautiful, ten -year service, currently with Sheringham. Where's my
birthmark?
I'm much too much of a gentleman to mention that.
What's Sheringham like?
Why?
I mean, to work for.
I was just thinking that with the responsibility he's carrying, he might
taking it out on you.
I can look after myself.
I'm very independent.
Well,
the wreckage is of no longer any importance, but that trench is.
Well, what's the next step?
A meeting with Admiral Sheringham, I think.
General Henderson can do the groundwork. He can introduce me as, oh, a safety
officer from the Ministry of Aviation.
Mr. Strigger here is naturally anxious to discover as much as he can about the
incident, Admiral.
Yes, I appreciate that.
Please do sit down, gentlemen.
Thanks.
Well, what particularly can I do for you?
I want to interview the captain of the ship.
I'm afraid that won't be possible.
Oh?
He's on an assignment?
Naval security prevents me from answering that question.
Oh, I see.
Excuse me. I'm sorry.
I take it you've read a transcript of the inquiry?
Yes, my office was able to supply those details.
Well, I've studied the report, and there seems to be a great deal left unsaid.
Oh, I don't understand.
Well, it appears to me that the findings in the report were arrived at with...
or might I say, unnecessary haste.
Mr. Straker, the facts that we had were the only ones likely to be available for
all time.
In the circumstances, it would have done nothing to delay.
Yes, I can see that.
But, Admiral, nowhere in this report can I see any mention of the steps taken by
the captain and crew to verify identification of the aircraft. The
over in a matter of seconds.
Yes, but your captain obviously ordered the destruction of an aircraft.
Now, a layman such as myself might be excused for thinking that he could
have taken steps to identify it. I'm sure that the captain acted as he
best.
You... We weren't there.
But the ship sustained no damage, proving that there was no aggressive
Admiral, it could have been a civilian airliner.
I've really nothing further to add to the report.
Of course, if the ship in question were actively concerned in some mission or
other, then the action of the captain might be more understandable.
Will you come in, please?
I'm afraid I can spare no more time, gentlemen.
Miss Bozenke will show you the way out.
You want to see me? Oh, yes. Paul, come in.
How are you making out with Miss Boson, Kay?
Well, Rome wasn't built in a day.
Yes, I had heard that before.
Listen, there's something I want you to do for me. Sure.
Find out if your new friend knows him.
Oh, yes, she does.
There's a picture like this in her apartment.
Are you sure?
Positive.
Oh, that's very interesting.
Who is he?
Are you taking Miss Bozenke out tonight?
Well, I... Good.
Make it something special, will you?
I'll try.
Oh, and Paul.
You might let me have the key to her apartment.
Take a look at this.
Should be perfect.
I'll set it up.
A fighting device.
Well, with all this, I'd say you could line up on any point in space.
It's pretty sophisticated for an amateur.
That's for sure.
Look, there's a setting marked.
You better take this down, Colonel.
East 817.
Nine.
2 -8 -0 -2.
East, 8 -1 -7 -9 -2 -8 -0 -2.
Yes, that's correct, Lieutenant.
Now have this course computed, and then station an interceptor directly on the
line. Do you understand?
Yes, sir. Good. Now I want this procedure carried out around the clock.
times, an interceptor is to be in position.
Yes, sir.
Interceptor 1, immediate launch.
On schedule.
Target. Date.
12th.
0300.
Mr. Cooper. Sir.
Code it.
Yes, sir.
intercept the one to moon base routine check 1500 hours nothing to report roger
one routine check 1500 hours received confirmed negative
report before confirmed this patrol wouldn't be so bad if i knew what i was
waiting for
Moon base to interceptor one, come in one.
This is moon base control to interceptor one.
Moon base to interceptor one, come in one.
Just can't believe it. How is the pilot?
Well, when he regained consciousness, he was able to land the interceptor. He
was checked out and cleared A1 for duty.
Do we know what it was?
No, not for certain.
But the lab boys reckon that that telescope sent out some sort of a laser
signal. Which could be picked up in deep space.
Exactly. And the signal, whatever it was, must have got through.
Well, with a highly concentrated light beam like that, it would pass right
through interceptor one as if it wasn't even there.
But why?
I still don't understand why.
Paul, do you remember that photograph I showed you?
Oh, the one Sarah had in her apartment?
Oh, yes.
That was her father, John Bozenke, one of the experts who helped build Moonbase
five, six years ago. You said was her father?
Yes. He was posted as dead.
But in fact, he disappeared.
You see, in those days, accidents on the lunar surface happened.
much more frequently.
There was a search, but he was never found.
You mean the aliens got him?
It seems to add up. Contact with Ms. Bozenke before Shadow became operational
would have been comparatively simple.
And she's been forced to send them information ever since.
Forced or controlled doesn't make any difference.
And that ship is put out to sea again.
Now, question.
Why would the ocean depth be of interest to Admiral Sherringham.
Colonel Lake, I'm assigning you back on Skydiver.
Follow that ship.
Yes, and don't let it out of your sight.
And me?
I'm sorry, Paul. You startled me.
I didn't expect you.
I know, Sarah.
I know all about it.
Don't worry, Paul. I didn't know what you mean.
What did you tell them?
What did you tell them
We
have
all the proof we need that your Miss Bozenke has been supplying the aliens
information from your office.
Everything Strager says is true, Admiral.
UFOs are a fact.
That's fantastic.
I can't believe it. Well, I won't argue with you there.
Now, whatever you're doing, the aliens know about it. Now, make no mistake.
And if they're interested, so am I.
Whatever you're doing, you've cloaked behind a veil of secrecy that we've been
unable to penetrate, officially or otherwise.
But now, Admiral, I have to know.
Well, I'm chairman of a committee dealing with the destruction of obsolete
weapons and military equipment and so on.
Some time ago, a thousand gallons of an experimental nerve gas were manufactured
in Europe.
Then further tests revealed that the gas was far too dangerous ever to be used,
even to be handled. So it was arranged that the gas should be chemically
destroyed in laboratory conditions.
Then it was discovered that the gas was virtually indestructible, certainly by
any known method.
It was therefore decided that the gas should be dumped at sea.
What if there's a leakage?
The gas is sealed in very special containers, containers geared to corrode
a period of several hundred years.
By the time that gas escapes into the atmosphere, it would be quite harmless.
And if the aliens attack the ship and the containers are destroyed?
Then that would be the end, Commander Straker.
There's enough gas on that ship to destroy every form of life known on this
Earth.
You mean we can't contact the ship at all?
Yes, that's exactly what I mean, Paul. The ship's captain is maintaining a
complete radio blackout.
Security. It's ironical, isn't it?
Couldn't an aircraft pick them up?
We've got search task force combing the entire area. But it's dark, Paul, and
the ocean's a big place to look for a small ship that doesn't want to be
But we do know their destination.
Yes, and by the time they get there, it'll probably be too late.
What about Skydiver?
Is this our best be, Captain?
Midnight, sir.
Right on schedule.
It'll be light about 300 hours.
And we'll start dumping immediately.
The men will be ready, sir.
I'm going to go back to my cabin.
There's not much I can do here.
Call me, Mr. Cooper. Aye, sir.
What about Sheridan?
Oh, he's convinced, all right.
I'm letting him watch the operation.
If it's a success, he'll get the usual amnesia shots. If it isn't, it doesn't
really make any difference, does it?
Can we stop them?
I don't know, Paul.
I just don't know.
I still think they've discovered a way to break through our screen.
Well, the interceptors are skyborn.
Visual contact?
That could be our only hope.
Thank you, Mr. Gilbert.
Close to 30 hours. Anything to report?
Yes, sir.
Radar reports increased aerial activity.
UFOs. Two.
Sighting.
Zero one. Two two. Seven. Zero seven four.
Sector fourteen.
Unable to confirm UFO sightings.
Interceptor one to moon base control.
Confirm sighting. Reading negative.
Repeat. Negative.
Repeat. We are failing to get a reading.
Moon base control to interceptor 1, confirm trajectory.
0, 1, 2, 2, 7, 0, 7, 4, sector 14.
Moon base, can interceptors 1 and 2 give assistance?
Compute interceptor range.
Interceptor one to moon base control.
I'm moving in.
You were right.
They have found a way for our defensive screens. Some kind of radio jamming, I
expect. Using waves to break up the frequency.
Can our technicians fix it?
Well, it depends on whether we're still here tomorrow, doesn't it?
They're separating.
The best I can do is to get one.
Thank you.
Heading for a point somewhere near Newfoundland.
That's nowhere near the ship. The ship's in the South Atlantic.
Everything ready, sir?
Good.
Well started.
Bridge to deck party, bridge to deck party. Commence dumping.
There's a change in course, sir.
The UFO has veered off. Its trajectory is now the South Atlantic.
This is it.
Tracer.
Bridge. We've picked up a radar trace.
Bearing 281.
Mach 5.
Reducing.
Action stations.
Gun, gun. Trues on standby.
Missile in position, sir.
Launch missile, Mr. Cooper.
Clear for firing.
Clear for firing.
Get that missile launched, Mr. Cooper.
Bridge to Mithal control. Fire. Repeat.
Fire.
The damage, officer, sir.
Mithal guidance electronics have been affected by the explosion.
They're still trying to ascertain the damage.
It's no use, sir. Missile systems are negative.
Alert gun crews.
Bridge to gun, stand by. Bridge to gun, stand by.
It puts it out of range, sir.
One more shot.
Maybe two.
Sometimes we need it.
Moon base reported?
Yes, we ran tests on the radar.
It was a radio wave jammer, but the experts say that by using a double
frequency, we'll be able to plop them again until they find an answer to that.
Well, I suppose it's another incident closed.
I'll be in touch.
There's the girl.
Sarah Bozenke.
There'll be no proceedings against her.
In the circumstances, we can hardly hold her responsible for her actions.
Of course, someone will have to try and explain what almost certainly became of
her father.
Well, that's not what I meant, General.
How many others are there like her?
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