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Zulu
Yes, Miss Heelan.
If there's nothing else, sir, I'll be going home.
Oh, no, that's all right, Miss Heelan. I'm about to leave myself.
Good night.
Straker. Possible sighting, Commander.
Have trace on positive track.
Core set. 4 -2 -8 -1 -4 -6 -green.
Speed 0 -sol -8.
Range 32 million miles closing.
Red alert.
Red alert.
Control to interceptors. Have UFOs on positive track.
Screen 1 -4 -0 -2 -7 -3. Confirm UFO sightings. Going for intercept.
Maintaining speed and course.
Apogee 027 decimal 324.
Range.
20 million miles.
Positive track green 1, 4, 0, 2, 7, 3.
Yes, we have that.
Roger. We confirm orbital reference.
Speed correction.
I have green on 1, 2, and 3.
Speed, sol 0, decimal 7, 8.
Range, 17 million miles.
No, nothing else.
Pretty effective blanket detonation by the interceptors.
Well, not good enough.
Well, the one that got through is almost certainly damaged.
Sky one should get it.
Where's that trajectory termination?
Just coming through, sir.
North Atlantic, good reference, G6.
There's an aircraft entering the target area.
Confirm tracking 013.
Area Red 412.
Have positive trace.
Waiting for confirmation.
Well, if it's not a military jet, what the blazes is it?
It's not a commercial airliner.
It's far too high and way off the air length.
XB -104 to Control.
This is Control.
Leveled out at 250 ,000.
Airspeed 2200.
Pressure normal.
Cabin temperature 72.
We'll start the test schedule when we get to area G6.
G6. Roger, XB -104.
Is that VAC?
Have you an aircraft ever flying the Atlantic?
Well, I call it off.
Now, hold on.
Sir, it's an experimental jet on a test flight.
Commercial?
Ventura Aircraft Corporation. They're on the line.
I understand you have a jet over the North Atlantic.
Grid reference, um... G6.
G6. All right.
Tell your pilot to alter course.
Well, anywhere. Just get him out of that area.
Look, I don't care how much money it costs. Get him out of there or you won't
have an aircraft to test.
We're 150 miles from the test area.
ETA. Four minutes.
Right.
It's kind of, sir. Captain calling.
What's the position you're in, Captain?
Compute. We can go for immediate intercept after Sky One lifts off.
Right.
Stand by for liftoff.
Sky one airborne, sir. Going for intercept.
Course steady at 014.
Airspeed 2185 knots.
Jim, we're just about coming up to... What is it?
We'll soon find out.
We're closing. Far.
It's unbelievable.
Stand by with the reconnaissance camera.
Try to get some close shots.
Have UFO on radar track.
Closing in for attack.
Control to XV -104.
What is it, Control?
Alter course to 024.
Listen, Bill, forget the test schedule. We're on to something up here. I'll
explain later.
Listen, Bolt, this is a direct instruction.
Alter course.
Sorry, control out.
Get on to someone in authority.
Dig the chairman out of bed if necessary.
What do I tell him? Tell him the aircraft's violating a war game area.
Anything. Just get it out of there.
Yes, sir.
Range 125 miles closing.
You'll have to call it on.
Sky one attack.
That aircraft takes its chances.
Program set.
Missile launch, 25 seconds.
Paul, there's another aircraft.
Just keep taking those shots.
Five, four, three, two, one, zero.
Positive. UFO destroyed.
And the jet? It was close. It must have been hit.
What's happened to my eyes?
My eyes? What's happened to my eyes? It's all right.
It's all right. Come along. It's all right.
Right.
Thank you, nurse.
Temporary blindness, Mr. Foster.
In a few days, you'll be able to see as well as ever.
My name's Fraser.
Dr. Fraser.
Grenville Hospital.
You ejected just in time.
Hungry?
I guess so.
Good. I have some food sent in.
What time is it?
Nearly 2 a .m.
How long have I been here?
Six days.
I'll see about that food.
What happened to Jim?
He didn't make it.
I'm sorry.
Doctors say you're in great shape.
Well, they should know.
Sit down, Paul.
We are?
Oh, thanks.
Paul, you're a pilot.
A test pilot.
One of the best.
And you've been through a traumatic experience.
So that's all in the past.
Consider the future.
Your future.
My future?
What I thought was that you should... take a rest.
On full pay, of course.
Oh, of course.
I suggest that we... talk again in, say, a couple of months.
One question.
Where's the thinny film from the reconnaissance camera?
No, look, Paul.
Where's that film? Paul.
Got my report.
You read it? You wrote that report.
Three days after recovering from a six -day coma.
Six days, six weeks. What's the difference?
Look, what I wrote is true. That's the way it happened.
Explosion.
Strange lights.
Unidentified flying object.
Just process that film!
Both the plane and the film are with a military investigation unit.
All right, I want a hearing.
They will tear that story of yours to shreds.
You will never fly again for me.
Or for anybody else.
you understand that.
Hi, Alec. Well, what do you think?
You should have warned me.
Well, I just considered that this was what any well -turned -out film
would wear.
Have to maintain our cover.
I've got to start showing my faith up top.
Talking of cover, I've had General Henderson on the line.
What does he want?
Foster wants a hearing.
Foster?
A test pilot.
And he's no pushover. He knows what he saw, and he's sticking to it. Wasn't the
co -pilot killed?
Yeah.
So whatever he says is not corroborated.
Right.
Well, I hope you find a surroundings to your liking.
It's a new twist.
To sit down.
Comfort, privacy, complete security.
What more could you ask for?
The answer to a couple of questions.
Try me.
Where's the cine film from the XV -104?
As I was about to say, fortunately, the camera in question wasn't damaged.
Then did I or didn't I see an unidentified flying object?
You're not sure.
Don't play games.
You know, I believe you saw something.
Well, at least that's a start.
Ah, coffee.
Oh,
Jackson, let's stop fencing around.
Now, that film shows close -ups of an object, right?
Now, I'm an experienced test pilot.
That thing was extraterrestrial, I'm telling you.
Around the film, sir, eh?
There's the other aircraft.
What have you done?
What have you done?
What are you trying to pull?
You've erased it, fixed it. Why?
Why should I do that?
I ought to knock that smile right back down.
Yes, things are not always what they seem to be, Mr. Foster.
You saw that?
More games.
Did you see it stop?
Stop? Look, I throw it up, and it falls back into my hand.
But for a split second, just at the top of the trajectory, it stops.
Did you see it?
But it did stop!
If you say so.
No, Foster, it didn't.
It's moving forward.
At 500 knots.
Like everything else in this plane.
And yet again, this whole aircraft is moving with the rotation of the Earth.
Confusing. But fact.
Apparent facts can be confusing in an aircraft at night at 250 ,000 feet.
Now, tell me all about it.
What did you see from that cockpit?
An extraterrestrial spacecraft.
A light source?
Yes. A trick of light?
No. A reflection from the instrument panel? No.
Refracted from the glass of your visor and the windscreen? No!
There are a hundred other explanations.
Only one, and you know it.
Well, I have a report to write.
If you could give me a few facts.
Your name, Paul Foster.
Address, I have it.
You've been a pilot for... Eight years.
Eight years.
And a test pilot for two.
Right.
Now, I can see here you reported a sighting three years ago.
Yes. And another two and a half years before that.
That's right.
Then we should be meeting again for another couple of years.
to rooms this way.
The janitor let me in.
Good old janitor.
Drink.
Why did you murder my brother?
You've read the report, Alec. Couldn't put it down.
Conclusions? I think we can be cautiously satisfied.
Yes, I agree.
Three UFOs. Two knocked out by the moon base interceptors. And one destroyed in
the atmosphere by Sky One.
But there are still areas that need work.
Interceptor launches, for example.
Too slow.
Yes. I want to see those astronauts space -borne within two minutes of a red
alert.
Go to Moonbase, Alec. Drill them, flatter them, cajole them, whatever.
But get those times down.
Nice assignment.
Where do I get my stick?
No, Alec, that would be my way.
I'm sending you because you're the right man for the job.
Okay.
Anything more on Foster?
Yes. He's tough and persistent.
What happens if he starts getting close?
One man or the cover of a multi -billion dollar set -up?
What do you think?
Then they told me you'd worked out a story to cover wrecking a very expensive
aircraft and killing my brother.
Well, you've heard both sides of the story.
What do you believe?
You know, as long ago as 1968, the authorities issued a report officially
denying the existence of UFOs.
Why?
I don't understand.
Why deny it?
Why bother?
I'll give you a reason.
Let's say the authorities had proof, indisputable proof, that UFOs had come
Earth.
What would be the result if it leaked out?
Mass hysteria. Terror.
A breakdown of authority.
So, they issue a report, an official denial, and try to discredit anyone who
claims to have seen one.
Five years ago, I saw one.
Two years later, another.
They exist. You've got to believe them.
Up there with your brother, I saw something.
I believe you.
Thanks.
Your brother had a camera.
Did they find it?
I don't know.
There are some personal effects, but I'm not allowed to have them yet.
Something to do with security.
Who told you that?
A man called Koufax.
Koufax.
Do me a favor. Meet me tomorrow.
But what are you going to do?
Follow my nose.
Don't worry.
Everybody else thinks I'm a nut. I've got nothing to lose.
Where are you going?
See you tomorrow.
Kofax, you've got a mind like a steel trap.
Straker.
Right.
Right. Thank you.
Trouble?
Paul Forster broke into Koufax's office.
They don't miss a trick.
There's nothing.
No, but it proves that somebody was interested enough to doctor this film as
well.
Paul, might it be better to forget all this?
No.
I can't just drop it, don't you understand?
I'll go and get those back issue papers you wanted.
I feel great.
Who did this?
Well, it certainly wasn't the janitor.
I'll get you a drink.
Of course.
What is it, Paul?
Straker.
Ed Straker.
Paul Foster.
No, I don't think I want to speak to him now.
Tell him to meet me in the studio.
In an hour.
Right.
Find Alec Freeman for me, will you? Ask him to come here. Yes, sir.
You wanted to see me?
Yes. I'm seeing Paul Foster in an hour.
How much does he know?
That's what I aim to find out.
You look after things down here.
You plan to use that?
Good afternoon.
My name's Foster.
Ah, yes, to see Mr. Straker.
Uh, Mr. Straker told me to tell you to meet him at Rupert Square.
Rupert Square?
Hold it right there.
You must be Foster.
I'm Straker.
Ed Straker.
Hey, Louie.
Where are you?
I'll be right with you, sir.
Is that thing real?
Excuse me.
We'll get something dope over here.
I'd really like to see something interesting up along on the top there.
Yeah, I think it's going to be fine, Louie. You can go ahead.
Right. Thanks, Mr. Straker.
We'll start building right away. Just check with me in the morning about the
final details.
Right.
Yeah, it's going to work out just fine.
Oh, that's Louie, my construction manager.
Great guy.
Well, what's on your mind, Mr. Foster?
Unidentified flying object.
Oh, good subject.
You got a script? No.
I really mean it. I saw one.
Now, why don't you tell me all about it, then?
Yes? Where's Commander Straker, Miss Eland?
He's still with Foster, sir.
Thanks.
That really is a very good story, Mr. Foster.
When I'm in the film business, I suggest you tell that story to the police, the
army, the Marines.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a very heavy schedule.
Quite a switch, Air Force Colonel, to film executive.
You must have your wires crossed somewhere.
Have I?
Mr. Foster, let's step into my office.
Something open?
No, it's too big.
Spare sleeve furnished.
Very hard to heat.
But we won't be disturbed.
Soundproof, too.
Look.
Ten years ago, you were a colonel in the Air Force. A degree in astrophysics.
Two years lunar research at MIT.
A career officer.
What happened?
Well, let's say the car crash made me want to change my career.
Why did it crash?
He had a blowout.
On a Rolls Royce at 50 miles an hour. They don't make the tires.
Then why was the whole area cordoned off?
Well, you obviously read the report. A British cabinet minister was killed.
Security. I don't buy it, Straker.
Look, I'm not trying to sell you anything, boy.
Look, sir.
I've been through a lot these last few weeks.
First there was Kofak.
I found a letter to you in his face.
Oh, that was innocent enough, but someone got at him.
And then Jack... from the military investigation team.
What happened to the film, Straker?
The film that showed the proof.
The film that cost my co -pilot his life.
And then those two bright boys who came to my apartment and bust the place up.
I suppose they were sent to frighten me off.
Where's your evidence, Foster? Just show me one thing. Just one.
What you're saying is that Foster's right and everyone else is wrong.
What I'm saying is that I'm right.
Oh, you're wrong, Foster. You're so wrong.
Look, I don't give up.
I keep slinging the mud until some of it sticks.
You have no the last of this, Mr. Film Executive Fraker.
Things are not always what they seem, Mr. Foster.
An acoustic gun.
It's very clever.
Plays charges in the wall of a set, for example.
Load the gun with blanks. And when you fire it, the sound detonates the
Very realistic.
Well, you look surprised.
I think we've got a few more surprises for you.
Let's go.
It's all right, Miss Heelan.
Oh, you're a test pilot.
That's right.
Trained to expect the unexpected.
I guess so.
Embrace yourself.
Straker. Voice identification positive. Commander Straker.
The underground headquarters of Shadow.
Shadow?
Okay, Alec. Wheel them in.
So what happens now?
You were on a test flight over the North Atlantic, Foster.
Due to a kind of dogged stupidity, you found yourself in the middle of a UFO
incident.
This is Colonel Freeman.
Dr. Fraser, you already know.
Hello, Foster.
How are the eyes?
We induced a temporary blindness just to keep you on ice for a few days.
Now, your boss, Koufax, knows nothing of all this, but he played along.
He has his military contract to think of.
Operatives Doug Jackson and Thay Chan.
Jackson's a psychiatrist as well as a trained interrogator.
His report told me quite a lot about you.
Yes, determined.
Good logical thought pattern.
A little headstrong.
Louis Graham, electronics man.
And he happens to be a pretty good construction manager as well.
So you had the whole thing wrapped up from the start.
Why the setup?
Why shadow? Why the secrecy?
You summed it up pretty well yourself.
Let's say the authorities had proof, indisputable proof, that UFOs had come
work.
What would be the result if it leaked out?
Mass hysteria, terror, a breakdown of authority.
I said that in the apartment. So, they issue a report.
Hello, Paul.
Ah, the field leader of Project Foster, Operative Jana Wade.
It's all been a test for you, Foster.
You followed a predictable set of clues.
You even showed a certain initiative.
But basically, it was an inevitable chain that led you to the studio.
Thank you.
You realize, of course, that we can never let you go free.
You know too much.
There is one way.
Shadow needs men.
I'm talking about leaders, commanders.
Men able to captain the world's most advanced submarines.
Take control of moon base.
The right men.
Are you one, Foster?
After the stiffest medical you've ever experienced?
After weeks of computer and psychoanalytic tests?
After a training course that will tear your guts out, you might be halfway
there.
Well, I'd like to try.
I thought you would.
Read this.
Boston.
Paul J.
804.
It's all yours, Alec.
Straker.
Yes, yes, I'll speak to it.
Would you get me Moonbase, please?
Oh, and by the way, where are those transit reports I asked for?
Would you get this, please, and get it good and clear?
Immediately means now.
Right.
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