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Thank you.

Sighting radius vector 1096.

Alter course 4 .31 degrees.

Confirm bearings.

109 .6.

Orbital altitude 306 .2 miles.

Vostok 2 launched June 1365.

Fire limpet.

Limpet attached, moving away.

Stand by.

Activate.

Positive, sir.

Resume course.

Confirm sighting at radius vector 1520.

There she is. Position and data correct.

Log and resume course.

Apollo 8, December 21, 1968.

What we say goes no further than this
room.

Okay?

So let's get down to the infighting.

You have been a thorn in my side for
years, Straker.

Consistently excessive demands for the
diversion of resources to your

organization.

Now you're saying a total clearance
program.

Right. And I'm saying, while I'm running
this commission, I'll fight you on this

issue every inch of the way.

you've been practicing.

What are you working on anyway, Alec?

One of Straker's projects.

It's a beautification campaign.

Well, I won't deny you could use it.

Space junk.

Straker wants it all cleared.

Well, the Astrophysical Commission takes
care of any space junk.

Anything with hazard potential.

Straker has an idea it could be used by
the aliens to crack our defense system.

I'm beginning to think he may be onto
something.

Well, if your report shows it's a
possibility,

the junk gets cleared.

So what's the problem?

James L. Henderson is the problem.

Cost, time, personnel, resources.

You want reasons.

Why not?

I can give you a hundred.

Listen, Henderson.

Every item of space junk will be cleared
in a matter of weeks.

If the commission gave its full support.

As for the cost, I admit it would be
high.

But safety factors alone would justify
it.

Safety factors?

Yes.

My organization uses space more than any
other.

My pilots take more risks with that junk
in one month than... My men do in a

year.

No, we need facts, Trigger.

Details, statistics.

You just don't have them.

Don't I?

Of course you don't. I have my report.

Your report.

You promised that the commission would
not take a final decision on the

clearance program until my report had
been fully considered.

And so it won't.

However, I must confess, I don't think
it'll have that much influence.

Well, if that's so, Henderson, it must
be because you've already swung the

commission against it.

Look, Straker, we've just completed the
annual clearance of all items of space

junk we consider a menace to navigation.

The cost was more than double that of
last year's operation.

And worth every penny.

Do you realize what a full clearance
program would cost?

Look, I'm not going to swap dollar signs
with you, Henderson.

Men's lives are at stake.

Now, I want that junk cleared.

Every last piece.

It's on his way, sir.

Commander Straker.

Freeman.

Alec, I want that space clearance
report.

We just got here, and there's data still
missing.

I don't care what's missing.

Looks like Henderson's commission have
already decided against a major space

clearance project.

We have to convince them otherwise.

Well, give me 24 hours. It can't make
any difference to you. But it could make

heck of a difference to the report.

I want that report, Alec.

I don't care what shape it's in. Just
get it back here.

for takeoff at 14 21 34 standby roger
moon base firm tt

affirmative trans earth trajectory green

lift

off 32

Check delta coordinates.

Coordinates correct, sir.

Earth orbit insertion, 2 hours, 13
minutes, 8 seconds, sir.

Right.

Contact Shadow HQ and Moon Base.

Tell them we're going for EOI in 43
minutes, 29 seconds.

Right, sir.

32 reports Earth orbit insertion at
130821, sir.

Contact Sid.

Tracking procedure green.

Has Shadow HQ been alerted? Yes, sir.

So everything's fine?

Straker's not going to think so.

He's expecting you.

Reentry angle, 6 decimal, 58 degrees.

DOI, 4 minutes, 12 seconds.

Sighting, sir. At 7 -0 -3 -5.

That's in behind us.

Confirm sighting.

Affirmative, sir. And it's closing fast.

Contact moon base.

32 reports unidentified sighting, sir.

Signal red alert.

What's happening?

Angle increasing.

His angle of re -entry is too steep.

Turn to correct angle of re -entry.

Loss of signal, sir.

Still increasing.

Something's pulling us off course.

We've got to correct.

Pitch actuator 1 .3.

Burn.

Earth orbit insertion now.

They respond.

They're in trouble.

Look, Henderson, all I need is another
48 hours.

Another 48 hours?

Yes. I can have a summary of the
completed report on your desk by then.

You know I can't hold up the commission
any longer.

Why don't you let me tell them that you
decided to withdraw your proposal?

I'll get you up the hook.

I intend to hold you to your word to
consider my report before making a

on the clearance program.

All right, Straker, I think I'm reading
you.

You want an alibi for that pilot of
yours who killed himself and his

You want to blame it on the presence of
unclear junk.

I want your word, Henderson.

On one condition.

Now, you consider your spacecraft was
involved in a re -entry collision with

item of space junk.

It's a possibility.

A possibility, yes.

So you suspend all lunar flights until
we've fully investigated the incident.

You realize what you're doing?

Yes, Commander, I do.

I'm proving to the Commission that your
organization in its present form is an

expensive and unworkable luxury.

Ah, Miss Eland.

Hard at it?

I'm always hard at it. Sometimes you
notice.

How did it go, sir?

Go?

You know the code word Washington
Square, Miss Eland?

Well, not without looking it up. It's
not one we use regularly.

It's one I thought we'd never use.

What does it mean, sir?

It means shutdown.

Cancel lunar flights.

Virtual isolation of moon base.

Washington Square.

I say again, Washington Square.

Immediate compliance, Washington Square.

Colonel Foster, sorry to disturb you,
sir. Code message from Shadow.

Washington Square.

I'll check it right away.

There's no need.

It means shut down.

What?

More specifically, it involves a
complete ban on all orbital flights.

Colonel Freeman for you.

Well, put him on.

Why the ban on moon flights?

Henderson. But why? What about the
report?

Forget it.

The commission are going to believe that
it's an attempt to blame space junk on

the Maddox crash.

Well, in fact, you think it was...
Maddox.

Pilot error.

Take a rest. Enjoy the scenery, Alec.

What's Straker trying to do?

I don't know.

It doesn't usually take a thing like
this lying down.

You couldn't call it typical.

Then there's Maddox.

What do we do about him?

Forget all about it?

Well, what else can we do?

Any pilot can make a mistake.

And you're only allowed one.

Not Steve Maddox.

Anyone can make a mistake.

Not Steve Maddox. He's too experienced.

All right.

All right.

What caused the re -entry error?

We reported an unidentified sighting
just before loss of signal.

But the trackers couldn't pick up
anything.

Well, it must have been something.

Space debris.

Maybe. Maybe.

And we just sit back and do nothing
about it? No.

We make sure it doesn't happen again.

Get me 32's electronic log.

Captain Maddox's flight?

Yes.

What's going on here?

What the devil's going on? Who's in that
module?

Colonel Foster.

Why didn't you tell me?

Any of you.

Colonel Foster's orders. On no account
were we to tell you until takeoff was

imminent. And irreversible.

Paul, cut your motors.

I said cut your motors.

Paul, this won't help.

What won't?

Taking out a module.

If you're doing it for the reasons I
think you are.

I'm going to fly the same course Maddox
flew.

Under precisely the same conditions.

Yes. You're crazy.

What will it prove?

For one thing, Maddox wasn't responsible
for the loss of his ship.

Well, if you do make it, it won't mean
much.

Depends on how I get through.

And if you don't?

Then I don't.

Three.

Roger.

What is it?

Two -Nine calling Moonbase.

Everything under control?

So far.

In two hours, 38 minutes, 22 seconds.

Roger. Have you contacted Straker yet?

No.

But I have a feeling he'll be contacting
me soon.

Sighting at galactic latitude 43 decimal
17.

Longitude 14 decimal 53.

But that's moon -based operations area.

Right. Call Commander Straker.

hour precisely.

I've gone too far for that.

You're right, Foster.

Much too far.

Module 2 -9 to moon base.

Go ahead, 2 -9.

Reentry in six minutes, nine seconds.

Roger.

Moon base.

Receiving 2 -9.

DOI in 4 minutes, 3 seconds.

Re -entry angle 5 .73 degrees.

Confirmed.

Stay on 2 -9.

2 -9's re -entry angle, Sarix.

Paul, adjust re -entry angle. Cut back
to 5.

You're far too shallow.

If he doesn't adjust, he'll bounce off
the Earth's atmosphere out into space.

Colonel Foster?

Foster here, I'm happy to say.

Congratulations.

But don't let my delight at your
survival blind you to the fact that we

few matters to discuss.

gone too far this time, Stricker.

I don't see it that way.

You authorized a lunar flight.

I authorized nothing.

Look, Stricker, I don't want to argue
with you.

You are responsible, whatever the
circumstances.

I agree.

But Colonel Foster has proved that there
is alien interference with our

interorbital flights.

Has he?

Yes. And I almost got killed doing it.

So you say.

Yes, I say!

I think it's time we laid our cards on
the table, Anderson.

All right.

I'll tell you what I think of Colonel
Forster's so -called proof.

You knew the commission was going to
turn down your space junk clearance

program.

So you instructed Forster to make this
flight.

Now, why should I do that?

Because you were desperate for evidence.

Go on.

You authorized the flight to rig this
information.

But you won't get away with it.

The commission convenes the day after
tomorrow.

By the time I get through, you'll be out
of a job.

Is that all?

I'll see you at the commission meeting.

Indeed you will, Commander.

Can he really do it?

Do what?

Ease you out.

He can try.

What about our evidence?

They've got to take notice of that.

Evidence?

What's it going to look like when
Henderson claims that we manufactured it

to get a space clearance program?

But we are right.

Sometimes, Colonel, that's not quite
enough.

The tracking data's been processed, sir.
Anything?

Not that we can see.

We should have been able to pick up
something.

There's nothing on Colonel Foster's log
except a record of maneuvers.

All right, send it down to Shadow
Headquarters.

So what do we do now?

Any suggestions?

No. Well, we can't just sit around. I've
solved quite a few problems by just

sitting around as you call it, Colonel.
I suggest you try it yourself sometime.

Commander, the tracking report on
Colonel Foster's fight has just come in

Moon Base.

And?

Nothing unusual, sir.

All right.

So that leaves the MP3 detector.

Yes, they're processing the data now.

Well, we haven't had much luck so far.

Maybe we're due for a break.

The MV3 data, sir.

Ah, thank you.

Looks like an SPS rocket of some sort.

Like the limpet rockets used in debris
destruction.

Yeah.

But it doesn't make sense.

I mean, why would the aliens put a
device like this into Earth orbit?

Could be programmed to attack moonship
flights.

Blockade on moon base?

Maybe.

Why hasn't our radar picked it up?

Space debris.

It's based in one of those burnt -out
rockets over there.

Well, assuming you're right, which one
could it be?

Considering Maddox and I flew
practically identical flight paths, it

to be one of these two here.

Or Apollo 8 here?

Or B -47?

Four possibilities.

I think we're on to something.

That should be okay.

Freeman. Alec, I have an assignment for
you. I want you to launch the

interceptors. Your mission? To destroy
four pieces of space junk.

I'll have control relay the coordinates
direct to the astronauts.

You mean space junk in Earth orbit?

Right. And I mean use all three
interceptors. All three?

Yes, I know. It'll leave Moon base
undefended.

Nevertheless, do it, Alec.

At once.

Now, wait a minute.

Do you know what's going to happen when
Henderson finds out about this?

Ah, yes.

Henderson.

Why don't you go over and tell him,
Colonel?

What?

He'll go berserk.

Yes.

Take a nice slow drive.

Give me about half an hour.

I hope you know what you're doing.

Control to interceptor leader. Steer
programmed course to Earth orbit. You

receive destruct details from Earth
control.

Out.

Miss Eland, when James Henderson calls,
tell him I'm unavailable.

And when he arrives, sir?

We'll show him right in. The red carpet
treatment. He's a very important man.

You can expect him at three o 'clock.

I want to see Straker immediately.

And before you try to follow me up with
some damn fool excuse, I'm telling you I

won't take no for an answer.

Well, of course you may see him, Mr.
Henderson.

He's expecting you.

Go straight in.

Oh.

Thank you.

Streeter. Ah, Henderson.

You're late.

Won't keep you a moment.

Studio business.

Well, I think it's a great script, Mr.
Steiner.

There we are.

Cleared for shooting.

Thanks.

You know, I like the way you operate.

Oh, thank you. Your policy of non
-interference.

Some executives crawl all over you.

Well, I can assure you, Mr. Steiner,
you'll see very little of me. And I'll

you a film the studio will be proud of.
Thanks again.

Nice guy.

Goodbye. Goodbye.

All right, Straker.

You know I never touch them. Voice
identification.

James Henderson.

Identification positive.

Henderson, James L.

Thank you.

I tried to call you, Commander.

I was told you were not available.

Were they your instructions?

Yes. I see.

A very high -handed attitude.

However, one more question.

Is it true you ordered all three moon
base interceptors to destroy certain

of space junk?

Correct.

Do you realize what you've done?

You tell me. You've blatantly and openly
defied the commission and left moon

base and the Earth defenseless.

It was my decision. I realize the
implication.

You had better start packing, Straker.

When the commission hears about this,
you're through.

Aren't you interested in hearing my
reasons? Oh, let's be kind.

Let's put it down to a mental
aberration, the strain of command.

Get those interceptors back on moon
base, Commander, while you can still

orders.

Sorry, Henderson.

Don't push your luck, Straker. If moon
base reports... A UFO sighting?

Stick around.

I'm expecting it.

Possible contact 248016,

red.

Contact confirmed, UFO 248136, red. Red
alert.

Get me shadow headquarters.

UFO maintaining course 248204, green.

Get the termination.

Request trajectory termination.

Predictive termination 1F026, southern
England.

Close enough.

Its target is this studio.

Maintain visual contact on countdown.

Yes, sir.

And order a complete shutdown.

Shutdown? Everything.

VHF, radar, the computers, complete
radio silence.

Straight clear.

As you said, Anderson, I can still give
orders.

Complete shutdown.

Do it.

Termination, eight minutes, four
seconds.

Commander Stryker, I'd like to talk to
you in your office.

You too, Colonel.

I'm relieving you of your command.

Colonel Foster will take over as of now.

You can't do it, Henderson.

You require the unanimous backing of the
commission.

You think I won't get it?

Yes, I think you could get it.

But it would take time.

And this base is due to be attacked in a
few minutes.

Colonel Foster, assume command.

Colonel.

I take my orders from Commander Straker.

Now, for the first time in your life,
Henderson, you're going to listen.

The aliens put a satellite into Earth
orbit using a piece of space junk to

cover. Why?

A blockade on moon base?

A logical reason, but obvious.

Too obvious.

In time, we would have located and
destroyed it.

So, the satellite was a decoy.

A red herring for something bigger.

An attack on this headquarters.

They hoped the satellite would draw the
interceptors from moon base.

And you fell right into the trap. I
acted as if the plan had worked, yes.

It would take a UFO of great destructive
power to destroy this underground base.

I didn't want that hanging over our
heads.

All this guesswork does not explain the
shutdown.

Why make it easy for them? The UFO is
probably programmed onto our radio

signals. I don't buy it, Straker.

I just hope you've guessed wrong.

Because if you're right, we're about to
be killed.

Still time for you to leave.

All right.

We all just sit here and wait. For what?

A voice.

Moon base to shadow control.

Come in, control.

It's no use, sir. It's a complete radio
shutdown.

What the hell is Straker playing at?

Four minutes to termination.

Straker, if we contact the interceptors,
there may still be time.

It's no good.

They can't operate in the Earth's
atmosphere.

And the UFO's already in the
stratosphere.

Termination. One minute, twenty seconds.

We're sitting ducks.

Maybe.

Yes? Sky One has just overflown the
studio at zero feet.

Thank you, Miss Eland.

Switch everything on. Yes, sir.

And get me Captain Carlin.

Sir.

Nice timing, Captain.

Don't miss it. Roger, Control.

Sky one to moon base.

Request UFO fix and attack coordinates.

We'll relay direct to outward computer.

A streak of a sly old... Fox?

Forty -five seconds.

40 seconds.

35 seconds.

30 seconds.

Have visual contact. Going in for
attack.

I want to shatter control.

UFO destroyed.

Colonel Foster, you get this operation
computerized and we'll prepare it for

commission in my office.

Oh, Straker, I guess I owe you an
apology.

You were right.

If you can take it, the commission will
recommend a complete clearance of all

space junk.

Thank you.

Of course, it'll take time.

The money has to be raised.

Call it the Maddox Fund.

Maddox? The pilot who was killed.

Ah, yes.

Maddox.

Well? If only you hadn't been so
positive that you were right.

Like you?

Henderson.

I'll walk you to your car.