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(Pilot) 'Liftoff complete.
Inboard read-out is go.'

(Control) 'Roger.
You are clear for E. Out.'

(Pilot) 'Lunar Module to Control.
Separation A-OK.

'This is Lunar Module
to Moon base Control.

'Have visual contact.'

(Barry) 'Roger, Lunar Module.
Have you on track for auto landing.

'The Lunar Module with Colonel
Freeman on board is docking now.'

Hello, Gay. Shall we start?

- Hello, Nina.
- Hello, Colonel.

- How's everything going?
- Fine.

Good.

- How are things, Joan?
- Fine, sir.

- Is that your report, Lieutenant?
- Yes, you'll find everything's in order.

I'm sure I shall.
Shall we continue?

The, um, spares situation
might need reviewing.

- I'd like the level up 20 per cent.
- Funny you should say that.

Starker asked me to get your ideas
on the subject. He had the same idea.

- Hi, Colonel.
- Hi, Lew.

What sort of times are you making
on the Interceptor launches?

- About 125 seconds flat.
- That's pretty good.

Well, that about wraps it up
for this month.

- I'll report a clean bill of health.
- Fine.

(SID) 'I have a possible sighting.

'Will relay details
of speed and trajectory.'

- (Buzzer)
- 'I have a trace bearing.

'Zero-six-two-four-one-five green.
Confirm sighting. Yellow alert.

'I repeat, yellow alert.'

Good luck, Mark.

OK, let's go.

(SID) 'UFO has entered area blue
six-three-four.

'The Interceptors are in position,
awaiting confirmation.

'Will compute attack coordinates
and missile timings

'as soon as possible.'

The next sweep should tell us.

'Red alert. Red alert.

'Confirmed unidentified flying object.'

This is Moon base Control.
Red alert.

(Alarm)

(Ellis) 'Red alert.
Interceptors, immediate launch.'

Interceptors, immediate launch.

Interceptor 3. R-checks A-OK.

Interceptor 2. R-checks A-OK.

Interceptor 1. R-checks A-OK.

Switch to radio link four,

on board computer waveband
zero-six-six.

'Confirm speed
zero-decimal-SOL-eight.'

Baffling?

- Three-four-two-zero-four-seven.
- That's it, don't lose it.

Base to Interceptors.
Have the UFO on positive track.

Speed SOL-zero-decimal-eight.

Speed SOL-zero-decimal-eight.

'Leafing
three-four-two-zero-four-seven.'

(SID) 'UFO maintaining course.

'Predict Interceptors in range
51 seconds.'

Control to Leader. Get on board
computer for the auto count.

Roger. Missile launch, five seconds.

Four... three... two...

...one... zero.

Have visual contact with explosion.
Detonation positive.

Did they get it?

- I still have a contact, Lieutenant.
- Double-check.

(Barry) Positive.

(SID) 'Predict UFO on collision
course with Interceptors.

'Impact 32 seconds.'

(Ellis) 'Interceptor 2, alter course
to zero-two-four-two-zero-one.'

'Impact 14 seconds.'

Interceptor 1 to Base.
Request new course.

'1 to Base.
Request new course!'

Control to Interceptor 3.

Alter course to
zero-two-four-one-eight-six.

'Nine seconds.'

Interceptor 1 to Base.
Request new course.

Control to Interceptor 1, alter course
to zero-two-four-two-one-eight.

It's too late, Lieutenant.

Come in, 1. Come in, 1.

'Impact confirmed.
Interceptor 1 destroyed.'

(Starker) Why, Alec?

- You've read the report.
- Yes.

An astronaut killed,
a UFO through the outer defenses.

The report tells me what happened,
I want to know why.

I don't really know.

- Alec, I know you better than that.
- Things happened so fast.

- Meaning?
- I can't be sure.

I'll settle for
an educated guess, Alec.

The error could have
been human.

A decision was taken, it could've
worked. The point is, it didn't.

Right. (Sighs)

I want the two surviving astronauts
and Lieutenant Ellis

back here on the next Moon flight.

Right.

Oh, er, what happened
to the UFO?

We lost it in a radar blind spot.

- But one thing's certain. It landed.
- Landed? Where?

Just about the worst place possible.

Somewhere in an area of 50,000
square miles in northern Canada.

Everything we got that flies
is out looking for it.

Have completed grid search.
Nothing to report.

(Control)
'OK, skipper. See you In one hour.'

No, I'm going around
once again.

It'll stay light long enough
for one more run.

It looks a long way off,
doesn't it?

Might as well be at the other end
of the universe.

Uh, has anyone seen Lieutenant Ellis?

- She's in Central Park.
- Thanks.

There's a lucky one who'll be
back on Terra firms tomorrow.

H by tetra formal
you mean Streaker’s carpet,

rather them than me.

Gay, we all took the same chance.

Ken was unlucky. These things
happen. Nobody's to blame.

Don't give me that crud, Madden.
Find it!

If you need more aircraft,
appropriate them.

Yes. Yes, I'm giving you
the authority.

Yes. Right. Right.

(Buzzer)

- What now?
- The Mombasa personnel are here. SLR.'

Send them in.

- Now, look, Alec"-
- I know, I know.

- You want that UFO located.
- Yes.

Bradley, Waterman,
Lieutenant Ellis...

I assume you know why
you are here?

I'd like to say something, sir.

As Interceptor leader,

I want to accept complete and sole
responsibility for what happened.

Very gallant.

Yes, that's a very brave gesture.

But out of line.

I know what happened,
now I want to know why.

You people were selected because
of your outstanding character,

as well as intellect.

What went wrong?

Anything from those satellite shots?

- No, sir.
- Well, keep looking.

It's got to be there somewhere.

'Have relocated UFO in area blue.'

(Buzzer)

- Starker.
- (Freeman) We've picked It up.'

Great. I'll be right there.

Thank you, Greenland.

- Where is it?
- Crossing the Atlantic seaboard.

Speed and altitude are way down.
The Interceptors must've damaged it.

- Right. Alert Sky One.
- Right, sir.

(Buzzer)

'SHAD HQ, Skipper.
They've located the UFO.'

Be right there!

I've got the UFO's latest fix. If we steer
zero-four-two we intercept in 18 minutes.

Right. Alter course to zero-four-two.
Give her everything she's got!

Maximum speed.

(Inaudible)

Lieutenant Ellis, Waterman,

I'd like you to begin the computer
test While I interview Bradley.

Right.

- Cigarette?
- Thank you.

Nervous?

No.

There's no need to be. This is all
quite confidential. Please sit.

There.

Before we start,
I'd like to get one thing straight.

I've no liking for you blacks.

Have you ever heard that phrase or
something similar on Moon base?

No, never.

You didn't seem surprised
when I said it.

I assumed you didn't
mean it.

Good. Good.

This time we'll get it.

Range 800 miles, sir.

Closing.

- Launch stations.
- Launch stations!

- Liftoff stations.
- Yes, sir. Good luck.

Right. Stand by for liftoff.

Leveling off at 10,000.

Roger. Sky One airborne, sir.

Thanks.

Word association. Ready?

- Father.
- Mother.

- Hot.
- Cold.

- Geometry.
- Variable.

Yes, of course. You were a pilot
before becoming an astronaut.

- Apple.
- Teacher.

- Sun.
- Moon.

- Tree.
- Pine.

- Hate.
- Love.

Love.

'This is SH ADO Control.

'UFO 48 miles
from your present position.'

Thanks, Control.
I have it on the scope.

Have visual contact.
Closing for attack.

Sky One reports a hit but UFO
has turned and is still airborne.

Signal all radar stations.

Tell the commanders if they lose it
this time, they'll answer to me.

Get some rest, Alec. You look tired.

(Ford) SHADO Control
to all radar tracking stations.

UFO has been hit,
but is still airborne.

- Did he say anything else?
- No, just that I'd been cleared

and I'm on the next flight
back to the Moon.

And us?

(Waterman) He's the one
who needs looking at.

(Intercom) 'Don't worry, he can't hear in
that glass case he calls an office.'

Tell me something. Does SHADO
have anyone checking him out?

(Bradley) If they did,
it would probably be a computer.

Lieutenant Ellis,
will you come in, please?

Please sit down.

- Coming down, sir.
- Great.

When it lands,
let me know its exact position.

OK.

Oh, have a seat, Alec.

- I don't believe it.
- Hmm?

- Oh, that's for you.
- Thanks.

Well, the UFO has landed,
but this time, we know where.

Exact position?

Close enough to Oldfield Air Base, Canada,
for you to be there by first light.

- Fine.
- I want them, Alec.

I want them alive.

I'll do what I can.

You'll be the Field Commander.
I'll monitor the operation from here.

Central Control
will give you all the details,

but the Transporter will be loaded and
ready for takeoff at 21 :00 hours.

- Fine.
- Oh. one more thing. Alec.

Dr Schroeder has finished with
the Moon base personnel.

His report is quite clear.
I'd like you to handle that, too.

- I'll do it before I leave.
- This is the way I want it done.

- (Schroeder) 'Mahogany.'
- 'Table.'

- 'Grass.'
- 'Green.'

- 'Laugh.'
- 'Cry.'

This is an interesting reaction.
Watch this carefully.

- 'Sunrise.'
- 'Morning.'

'Black.'

'Black.'

'Bird. Blackbird.'

Blackbird. Ah, yes, yes. Good.'

A 2.04 second delay.
You could see her mind racing.

She was consciously avoiding
giving the standard answer - white.

Look at the stress factor
at that point, five times normal.

And your conclusions
are based on that?

They're based on eight hours
of exhaustive tests,

20 years of experience
and the computer's conclusion.

That example was one that even a
layman might understand.

I'll leave you to it.

Come in, come in.

Sit down.

I won't waste time
with the details of this report

because you'll be given
copies of it.

But I'd like to read you
its conclusions.

"One. Taking into account the
circumstances at the time of detonation,

"it was clearly the duty
of Lieutenant Ellis

"to decide the type of evasive action
to be taken.

"On that count,
Lieutenant Ellis is cleared,

"provided the decision was in no way
influenced by emotional factors."

"Point two.
The three personnel concerned

"took standard psychiatric
and psycho computer tests

"with the following results.

"Astronaut Lew Waterman,
clear on all counts.

"Astronaut Mark Bradley,
emotion count .48 paranormal,

"clear on other counts.

"Lieutenant Ellis,
stress factor 1.28 paranormal.

"Emotion count .35 paranormal,
clear on other counts.

"Three. These results are attributed
to an emotional attachment

"between Lieutenant Ellis
and astronaut Bradley."

It ends with a confidential recommendation
as to what action should be taken.

We'll just have to hope this
thing sorts itself out.

Meantime Streaker’s given you
separate postings. Bradley,

- you'll report to Moon base.
- And me, sir?

SHADO Headquarters, Earth.

Everything's OK with the Air Force,
you'll get their fullest cooperation.

- I'll be on my way.
- Oh, Alec...

- Who are you taking?
- Does it matter?

No, except that I hadn't seen
the list of personnel.

It includes Mark Bradley
and Lieutenant Ellis.

Your decision?

My decision.
Without the aid of a computer.

They'll be back inside three days
to take up their new postings.

The Transporter's just landed
at Oldfield, Canada, sir.

Fine, fine.

(Freeman) 'SHADO Mobiles 1, 2 and 3,
proceed to search the area.

'This is Control.
In position on airfield perimeter.'

The other Mobiles
are on their way, sir.

Good.

SHADO Mobile 1 to Control.
In position.

- Roger, 1.
- No visual contact.

- 'SHADO Mobile 2 in position.'
- 'SHADO Mobile 3 in position.'

- All three Mobiles in position, sir.
- Good.

- Send one in.
- Which one, sir?

The one in the best position.
Standard procedure.

Control to SHADO Mobile 3.

- 'Close in for final assault.'
- Roger, Control.

They should be able to see it
any second.

There it is!

- Have visual, 300 yards ahead.
- Any sign of movement?

No, nothing.
We're going in closer.

(Freeman) 'Right. Take it easy.'

- SHADO Mobile 3 under attack.
- Head back to the ridge.

We're still under fire. They seem
to be using some sort of---

SM 3, can you hear me?
Come in, SM 3.

Radio and tracking link negative.
They must've been hit.

Send the next one in.

I know the risk.
Send it in.

This is Control to SHADO Mobile 1.
Close in on UFO.

(Bradley) 'Roger.'

This is Colonel Freeman. We must
assume SM 3 is non-operational.

'Stop just below the top of the ridge
and proceed on foot.'

- I repeat, proceed on foot.
- (Bradley) 'Understood.'

OK, let's go.

Roger.

Backup forces in position
and standing by, sir.

OK, fan out.

(Twig snaps, bird twitters)

250 yards from UFO.
Closing in.

They're closing in, sir.

(Bradley) Take cover!

(Gunfire)

Keep down!

Look out!

(Officer) The UFO, sir!

(Bradley) Get down!

- Hello, Mark.
- Hi.

Quite a day.

Yes, they're flying the alien
back to HQ now.

- You all right?
- I'm fine.

Mark, there's something
I must tell you.

After Mobile 3 was hit, Freeman
told me to send another one in.

Mobile 2 was in a better position.

It's OK. I was glad of
the action.

Don't you understand what
I'm saying?

I risked your life to
prove a point.

You did it to prove that Starker
and the computers were wrong.

Well?

Much the same situation
we've experienced before.

The alien was breathing a liquid
containing a bio-prophylactic compound,

imparting the usual green tint
to the face and neck.

The hair was unaffected,
and the eyes have protective shells.

We've reverted the respiration
to normal atmosphere.

- Successfully?
- Five hours is not enough to tell.

It's long enough to tell us that
we're dealing with a young alien.

Past experience has shown that
once they breathe our atmosphere,

they deteriorate to their
true age.

I want to see if I can get anything
out of him. How soon can he be ready?

We're crossing new physiological
frontiers. How can I say?

Well, I...

I suppose he's as ready now
as he'll ever be.

Right, Doctor.

(Starker) Now, he appears to be
humanoid and highly intelligent.

The bio sensor tells us his eyes
and ears are in excellent condition.

Computer reports indicate
he's in perfect health.

There must be some way
we can communicate.

(Doctor) You've been interrogating
him for 43 minutes. How much longer?

Why?

We must remove the compound from his
hair to assist oxygen absorption.

All right, all right.

Now, let's go over it once again.

The answers are needed
to certain questions.

I'm asking you to cooperate.

It's no good, Alec. He either can't
or doesn't want to understand.

There's no alternative. I'll try one
of the new anodynes to

break down his resistance.

Which do you recommend, Doctor?

Well, LG-7 is the most effective
in my experience but...

- but in this case...
- Well?

I can't guarantee the result.
It could be dangerous.

- How dangerous?
- Who knows?

But the decision and
the responsibility must be yours.

Well, your reactions are all right,
you heard that clearly enough.

All right, Doctor.

Now, the drug
will lower your resistance,

it's no use fighting it.

You must help us. You
must cooperate.

(Freeman) Pulse rate increasing.

Still increasing.
(Rapid beeping)

(Screaming)

- (Screaming continues)
- (Doctor) Hold him. Hold him down!

(Door opening)

- Drink, Alec?
- No, thanks.

I'd... like you to accept this.

We've worked together
a long time, Alec.

- Maybe too long.
- Can't we talk about it?

There's not much to say.
It's a difference in temperament.

You think I wanted him to die?
It was a calculated risk.

It's not only that.

You make all your decisions based on
cold logic. Computer predictions.

1984. I wonder what it's going to
be like in 20 years' time.

Will the computers
take over completely?

Why don't you ask them? They seem
to have all the answers, even now.

We build them, program them...

and they tell us what we're going to
think before we know ourselves.

You'd better make that
phone call.

I'll sleep on it.
(Phone buzzes)

Stra ker.

It's for you, Alec.

Freeman.

Well, when did you find this out?

Well, you know what it means,
don't you?

Right. No, no.
No, leave that with me.

Yeah. Bye.

- Mark Bradley.
- Important?

He thinks it is.

Well, it looks like you
were right.

You and your computers.

(Scoffs)

Oh, by the way, Alec.

Er, would you tell Lieutenant Ellis
and astronaut Bradley

they're to return to Moonbase immediately
and assume their normal duties?

- The report didn't recommend that.
- Not the first report, no.

But this report
analysed the flight paths,

and it shows that, had normal
procedure been followed,

we would have lost
all three Interceptors.

You mean her decision
wasn't influenced by emotion?

You tell me.

See you.