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Getting closer, ain't ya?

Whoa! Ah!

Ha ha!
I knew it!

I knew it! I knew it!

I knew it!
I'm not crazy!

I knew it!

It's been circling for days.

Okay.

Eh.

Where you at?

Come on.
Where you at?

Come on. Where are you?
Huh?

They said I was crazy.
I'm not crazy.

It's 40 degrees. 40...
40 north.

115.

Dammit. Still half an hour
until Shepherd's there.

It's early.

Dale for Shepherd.
Come in Shepherd.

Dammit.

Sy, if... if you're listening,
if anyone is listening,

at 0600 a vessel of
unknown origin

has crash landed in, uh,

40 degrees north, 115 west.

Shepherd, I told you.

I told everyone,
and now I have proof!

It's been circling for days,
and they...

they've finally arrived.

They've arrived.

They're...

They're... they're here.

Come on, where you at?

Where they at?

Ah!

In 1947, mankind
learned that we are

far from alone in the galaxy.

In the decades to follow,
we discovered dozens

of intelligent
extraterrestrial species

with the capability
of reaching Earth.

Some of them are friendly...
but some of them are not,

so the US developed
the Alien Defense Unit.

If you're hearing this,
it's because you've been

selected to join
this elite force.

Together we work in secret
to study, communicate with,

and, if necessary, defeat
these alien entities.

They can be powerful allies...

or terrifying new threats.

Now it's up to you
to know the difference,

and to defend our planet
if and when the time comes.

Welcome to the ADU.

Oh, seven hundred.

Come in,
this Early Bird for the Worm.

Hello?

Dale, come in.

Dale? It's Shepherd.
You out there, bud?

Come on, don't make me
come looking for you.

I told you to lay off of
that moonshine of yours

or I'd have to come out
and confiscate it.

All right, Dale,
this isn't funny.

Shepherd over and out.

Ooh.

Colonel Mayweather.
Good morning, sir.

That could change, Shepherd.

I'm sure you're aware
that reported sightings

in your sector were ten times
the monthly average last night?

Right?

Yes. I have a call
into my guy at NORAD.

Don't bother NORAD.

The Air Force wasn't flying,
and our satellites

didn't get a picture of
anything but a lot of desert.

You think something
came down and we missed it?

Well, Since Roswell,
nothing falls from the sky

that isn't tagged and
tracked before John Q. Public

can pick up a smartphone
and snap a picture.

But hundreds of people have
been calling from your sector

reporting that they've
seen some...

fireball in the sky.

A fireball.

Now, is there anything from your
security details last night?

Anything to suggest this?

No, sir.
Business as usual.

Nothing?
Come on. Nothing weird?

Well, I mean, now that
you mention it,

we do have a local guy out
here that radios me

an all clear every morning
like clockwork.

It's not exactly
confirmation of

an alien invasion
or anything, but

I haven't heard from him today,

and I don't much
like the coincidence.

You know, if he saw a fireball,

he's the kind of guy
that would go looking for it.

Well, you know, usually
I'd avoid getting my intel

from the tin foil hat community,

but sometimes
you gotta hand it to 'em.

Right now that's the best lead
we have, so let's go with it.

We'll check it out pronto, sir.

Now, if something
did come down,

it was invisible until
it was in your airspace.

I need you to confirm
and contain

any conceivable alien force
or give me an all clear.

Otherwise you know
what the protocol is.

I do.

I'm sure it's just, um,
some piece of alien junk

that we don't want falling
into the wrong hands.

We've seen what happens
when these extraterrestrials

make it planetside.

There's a big difference
when they're "just visiting".

When they come in peace they
normally make a show of it.

It's when they're sneaky
that I start to get itchy,

so use precaution.

Because when it goes the other
way, it goes bad, so...

- Colonel?
- Mora?

Specialist Fairchild
should be inbound now.

One other thing, Shepherd.

I expedited the transfer
of your new specialist.

She should be there shortly.

Utilize her.

The A.D.U.
is, um, it's changing.

They're pushing the old grunts
like us out

and, um, bringing in these
new xeno-anthropologists.

Alien experts.

They think that these
young kids can talk

to these big-headed monsters.

I don't know.

That's not exactly accurate.

Shepherd, say hello
to Melissa Mora.

- Master Sergeant.
- Ma'am.

I'm looking forward to hearing
what you find out there.

I'm sure you're aware,
but your team has

significantly expanded
our understanding

of alien culture and technology.

Happy to help.

Here's to one last
find before you retire.

Uh, well, that depends
on what we find.

With all due respect,
I'm not done yet.

There's still plenty
to do here.

Retirement seems a ways off.

Could be sooner than you think,
but before you go,

Shepherd,
Fairchild is the best

and the brightest of
this new generation.

Army, Air Force, MIT.

It wasn't challenging enough for
her, so I'm sending her to you.

And I need you to take an
active role in her training,

because when all
this shit's over with,

she's going to be
your replacement.

Thank you.

So, what are you in for?

How do you mean?

Well, I was on the
fire team that relocated

the spacecraft from
the dig in Turkey.

That's how I found out that
aliens are, you know, real.

We got a guy on the
base that brought

his date to the test site.

Idiot.

Point is, if you end up
on this detail,

you either screw up
or you see something

that you're not supposed to.

I see.

So which is it for you?

I requested it.

Life outside our solar system
is a statistical likelihood.

Once I realized that,
I knew I would do anything

to make first contact.

Well, I've seen enough
alien weapons to know that

if I'm the one making
the first contact,

it's gonna be with this bad boy.

You know what I mean?

Don't you think a first contact

should be more
delicate than that?

Not if you want to survive it.

Why do you think no one ever
mentions a second contact?

That's something
I'm hoping can change.

Well, good luck with that.

Let's go, newbie.

Welcome to
the Alien Defense Unit.

Don't let the looks fool you.

There's more underground
than there is above.

It's hot out here.

This is just where we hang out
and eat and sleep

and train and live,

and probably die.

You'll get used to it.

Where do I find Shepherd?

This way.

You must be
Specialist Fairchild.

Reporting for duty, Sergeant.

Uh, sir, I've already
been briefed

on the anomaly in your sector.

It's our sector now,
isn't it, Specialist?

Yes, sir.

I've taken a closer look
at the satellite imagery

and there seems to be
something causing

a blind spot in your...
our sector, sir.

There's no technology on Earth
that I'm aware of

that can do that.

I've sent in a request to
the USGS for a seismic report.

It's possible
whatever fell...

Who mans this comms room?

You do.

Sir, sorry for asking,

but I notice that most of the
staff here is combat oriented.

Don't you think
the unit would benefit

from more science personnel?

We have Bob.

Uh...

Oh yes.
Engineer Robert Drake.

I mean, he's a civilian.

Only on paper.

Bob's got PhDs in science
that don't even exist yet.

Sir, if you don't mind, while
we're on the topic of personnel,

I think it's best that
we don't inform the men

that I'm replacing you
until it actually happens.

I would like to observe
the unit first.

Noted.

Hut!

Where's Bob?

On PT with Matteo, sir.

King?

Getting his pack, sir.

Gentlemen, this here
is Specialist Fairchild.

Welcome her to the unit.

Welcome Specialist Fairchild!

Thanks.

Better make a good
impression on her.

She's gonna take over once
they boot me out of here.

You two kit up.
You're with me.

We're wheels in five.

Get Matteo on the radio
and let's get Bob out here

for a meet and greet.

Everybody standby for orders.
Dismissed.

Where are we heading?

I am headed up to
my friend Dale's place.

I'm gonna have a look around.

I think you should stay here.

You want me to stay here?

If something's on the ground,
I want to see it pronto.

I want to ID it.

Someone's gotta go through
the call logs from last night

for mentions of a "fireball."
You're the specialist.

Plot out the sightings.

Maybe we can come up
with a flight path.

You've got your orders.

Shouldn't I go with you?

Specialist, you're my trainee.

I don't know what
Mayweather told you,

but I haven't retired yet.

And until your training is over,
you're with me until I say so.

You're here to learn, not lead.

Understood?

Yes, sir.

Permission to speak freely, sir?

Denied.

If there's a ship out there,
I should be the one to find it.

I guess that's
the difference between us.

I hope we don't find anything.

You got this?
Let's go, walk in the park.

Oh, shit.

Can we please be done now?

Come on, Bob.

How are we supposed to
fight when the aliens attack

if you can't even handle
a little cardio?

You'll really be
screwed when you have

100 pounds of gear on you!

Yeah. Attack.

Why do you think... why...

why does everyone always
think that it's an attack, huh?

They been here before.

There've been crashes,
mistakes, misunderstandings,

and yeah, a fight or two, but
there's never been an attack.

We'd be dead!

Then what will it look like
when... if the aliens come back?

Honestly, I don't know.

That's why I need
to be in the lab,

not out here training
for combat.

Why am I the only one
that you do this to, huh?

Because everyone else
has been through boot.

You haven't.

Maybe they're studying us,
the aliens.

Studying us?

Yeah.

All right.

If they're so advanced, why
would they give a shit about us?

Why do we study ants?

To figure out how to kill them.

Roman to Matteo.

Go for Matteo.

Shepherd wants to egghead
Bob back at the base ASAP.

Everyone's on standby.

We just got here.
What's going on?

Don't know. Shepherd's off
site with Sams and King.

Full kit.
He wants you ready to rock.

- Copy?
- Copy. On our way.

Full kit?

What... what's that mean,
ready... ready to rock?

It means on your feet, Bob.

Let's go take a look through
that alien arsenal of yours.

Come on.
Double time.

Just give me a second.

I'm leaving the weights here.

Okay. Let's see what
we have to work with.

Is that everything?

Everything that I've got
that's operational.

Heavily modified, of course.

All the tech that
we've recovered is ancient,

found in archeological digs
and in frozen ice,

and if it wasn't
for that Roswell crash

and everything
we found afterwards,

I might not have been able to
get any of this stuff to work.

You've seen the Roswell UFO?

It's not unidentified anymore.
Everyone knows that.

And yes, I've seen seven.

I even got to
go inside one once.

It was cramped.

Little guys, huh?
Three fingers?

That tech right there
is the same stuff

that the spaceships use
to generate anti-gravity

for navigation in a...
a gravity gauntlet.

We found that underneath
the pyramids.

Once upon a time that
thing would literally

just reach out and shape
the earth, move massive objects

all by manipulating
the force of gravity.

I think, anyways.

Well, if you ask me,
that's all we need right there.

Let's pack this baby up
and spank these aliens

with a fist full of gravity.

Hoo-rah.

Well, it's missing
a power source.

It needs, well, more amps
than the human race

has conceived since
the industrial revolution.

So, uh, right now,
it's kind of just an ornament.

It's just a reminder.

Reminder of what?

3,000 years ago,
while we were rubbing sticks

together to make fire, they
harnessed the power of gravity,

and we can't even turn it on.

So, it's a reminder that
we're contending with forces

far beyond what
we even hope to be one day.

But I swear I'm gonna
get that baby to work.

Establish wireless connection
and take control.

Average the report sightings
and display vector.

Adjust for Shepherd's heading.

Now display new
seismic data and overlay.

Something did fall.

Shepherd, this is Fairchild.

I think you need
to stop the truck.

Shepherd, did you read?
Stop the truck!

Fairchild, come in, Fairchild.

It's jammed.

Did she say something came down?

You guys hold here
for just a second.

Heya, Dale?

Got some blood here, Shep.

Pack this up for Bob.

Sounds like Dale
might be getting a signal.

Dale, are you in there?

There's something...

There's something here, Shep.

Possible contamination.

Hey, why don't you
get on his radio?

See if you can, uh,
get in touch with base.

Copy that.

Could be he's got
a better signal out.

Dale, what'd you find out here?

There's nothing here.

Jesus!

Get in the truck!

- What about King?
- Get in the truck!

Ahh! Ahh!

It's not down!

Hey, it's...

Shepherd to base.

It's growing!

Threat confirmed.
Threat confirmed!

We're under attack!

Sams!

Atta boy.

Whoo!
That's what I'm talking about.

We're gonna bring
this baby with us.

Well, we... we kind of can't.

I... I still have
to figure out how to power that

out in the field.

I' d have to plug it directly
into the grid

to get enough power
for more than one shot.

This seems to be a reoccurring
issue with you, Bob.

Well...

Do you have anything that works?

Matteo, what's your twenty?

Specialist Fairchild needs
you in the radio room now.

- Copy?
- Copy.

In the warehouse.
On our way.

- Who?
- I don't know.

I swear I have stuff
that works, okay?

Careful with that. Geez.

Listen to this.

I've been recording
every signal

that's strong enough
to come through.

This is the only one.

Holy shit.

That was five minutes ago.

I already sent it
to Mayweather.

I caught a recording
off the citizen's band.

Shepherd must have found
a working frequency.

He said "attack."

That... that doesn't
make any sense.

Looks like your
theory was wrong Bob,

'cause it makes perfect
sense to me.

Mayweather's calling.

I guess you're in charge now.

Better go answer it.

Fairchild, I've listened
to the transmission.

Hate to ask, but any
word from Shepherd yet

or is he still MIA?

Not since
the last transmission, sir.

It's clear we've got an
alien crash,

but we believe the
potential alien craft

is jamming the signal somehow.

So, it's possible
he's out there

but unable to make contact.

I sent his last transmission
to the Joint Chiefs

and they're calling
it proof enough to initiate

the Helion Measure.

Fairchild, looks like your
training's been cut short.

Your mission clock is ticking,
so what do you recommend?

Anything?

It's my opinion, sir,
that the recordings tell us

what we already know, something
went down last night.

Between the flight path
and Shepherd's last location,

I think we have a
small enough search radius

for the three of us and
the team here to cover it

within a reasonable
mission window.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.

I'm not going anywhere.
I don't need to be out there.

I... I need to be here.

I'll need Bob's
technical expertise

at the crash site to
accurately access the threat.

There's no one
on Earth more qualified

to identify alien technology.

Matteo, is it?
Lance Corporal.

Yes, sir.

Your orders are to
locate the crash site

and recover your commanding
officer or confirm his death.

I need containment
and elimination

of the alien threat
before sundown

or I assume you know
the protocol, right, Fairchild?

I do, sir.

Good, because there's
no time left to waste.

Find the rest of your team
and get them back safe.

I'm counting on all of you.
Good luck.

Mayweather out.

What did he mean?

Protocol?
Well, what's protocol?

The Helion Measure.

A thermonuclear warhead launched
from an orbital satellite.

Are you serious?

Only in the event
that the alien threat

spreads beyond our ability
to contain it.

Why didn't I know about this?

Because you're a civilian, Bob.

You don't have the clearance.

If I would've known that, I...

I wouldn't have brought
my entire collection here.

The contents of
that warehouse is...

irreplaceable, literally.

All my work,
countless alien artifacts.

I... I mean, nothing
would survive that blast.

That's the point, Bob.

We're here.

That... that nuclear blast,

that will eradicate
this entire area,

not to mention kill hundreds
of thousands of people.

It's not going to come to that.

Did you hear that thing
on the recording?

Something is out there,
and we don't know what it is.

I mean, breathing the same air
as it could be lethal.

For all we know,
it's a biological attack.

So we follow protocol
and we wear our masks.

And what if the aliens
just kills us?

I hear you have a
whole alien arsenal;

is that true?

Yes.

Good. Then bring it.
We have our orders.

Secure the crash site, identify
the threat, and eliminate it.

What about Shepherd?

Shouldn't we be
heading to Dale's?

If he's alive, his orders
are the same as ours:

Identify and contain.

I want to know what we're up
against before we run into it.

Whatever's jamming the signal
is coming from that crash.

If Bob can disable it,

then we can use the satellites
to find Shepherd's vehicle

and hopefully figure out
what we're dealing with.

That means the crash site
is our first priority.

Round up, bring everything
that you need.

That includes you, Bob.

Let's go.

Wait, n... no.

What did I tell... I...
I'm not going anywhere.

Road ends here, we'll have
to go the rest on foot.

This should be it.

All right.
Put on your mask.

Stay sharp.

We don't know how many targets
we might be dealing with.

Those alien guns of
Bob's work, right?

Oh, yeah.

Good.

Should be just over that ridge.

Make it safe and
hold position.

We're right behind you.

Bob, let's go.

Bob, gonna need you out here.

I'll bring up the van.

Van's close enough, Bob.
Let's go.

You know, you might have
to follow orders,

but I'm technically
just a civilian, remember?

Cut the shit, Bob.

We both know your choices were
here or a mile under Groom Lake.

I read your file,
your whole file,

even your unredacted thesis.

Hmm.

I thought they erased all
my academic work.

With what you know,

they'll never let you go
back to civilian life.

Your deal was a hole
in the ground

or a place where you
can work and see the sky,

even if things are
falling out of it.

I meant what I said
to Mayweather.

There's no one on
Earth more qualified

with alien tech than you.

Come on, Bob, where's your
scientific curiosity?

You're the expert.

We need you out there.

Well, you know, "by sundown"

is plenty of time
for us to get outside

the blast radius if we go now.

Not without transpo.

Bob, if we are going
to find Shepherd

and complete our mission,
I need you

to shut off whatever's
jamming the signal.

Then, I'll check the gear.

Bob, I don't need your
gear right now.

I need your eyes and I need
your brain and I need your feet.

Come on.

I'll go when it's clear.

Matteo, we clear?

No tangos. We're clear.

We're clear. Let's go.

Coming.

This is why
I don't come out here.

There's a lot of shit
on the ground.

Don't touch anything.

All right, the atmosphere
is clear.

It's okay to
take off your masks.

All good?

All good.

No sign of Shepherd either.

Oh my God, look at that thing.

Matteo, Roman,
head up and take a look.

Copy!
C'mon, Rome, let's go.

Visual on the crash.

Listen.

You hear that?

No.

Thought I heard something.

Oh, shit! Let him go!

Ah!

Roman!

Matteo, take cover!

Ah!

Ridge line, fire!

Keys! Keys!

Come on, keys!

Wait, Bob, what are you doing?

Hold fire!

Matteo, on your feet.
Fall back.

Where is it?
I can't see anything.

Cover Matteo.
Probing fire.

No hits.

Bob!

Come on, come on,
open up, come on!

Come on!

Bob!

I'm coming!

Watch your eyes.

Open fire!

Anything from
Shepherd's team yet?

I'm still waiting.

Every eye in the sky we've
got is on the Nevada desert,

yet we can't see a thing.
Hmm.

Have you considered sending
in a diplomatic agent?

- Someone like...
- You?

No.
No, Mora, um, I haven't.

I could play, uh,
Shepherd's last transmission,

but it sure as shit
doesn't sound like diplomacy.

And now that
we're on Helion protocol,

nothing or no one can go in
or out until it's over.

What I'd like to do is,
uh, send in a battalion.

Along with maybe 25 guys
like me when I was 30,

teach these ETs a lesson.

You know, something like, um,

come in peace or go in pieces.

Yeah, I like that.

But another day.
Dismissed.

Now, we're clear.

I didn't know where to shoot,
so I grabbed something

that could shoot
everywhere at once.

Cloaked, but not tech.

Biological like a...
like a chameleon.

It's not really my expertise.

Bob, are you okay?

Yeah. It's just I had
to overload the gear

to generate enough charge
for that static blast.

We... we got it, right?

We got one,
but something tells me

that wasn't what
Shepherd encountered.

What we heard over that
transmission was big and loud.

This one didn't make a sound.

Bendis, wide perimeter.

This might not be
our only threat.

What do you want me to look for?

I don't know. Footprints.

Matteo, we good?

Roman's dead.

The others are
probably dead too.

We don't know that.

Shepherd knows the protocol.

If he's alive, for all
we know, he's probably

already heading back to base
or getting clear.

Or he needs our help.

You need to call Mayweather.

Why?

He needs to launch a nuke,
and we need to get out of here.

Are you nuts?

I am not losing
another man out here.

Thousands of people will die.

We still have time
to evacuate the region.

No! No.
Not completely.

Look, Shepherd didn't
even make it here.

He was attacked
by something else,

and there's more
of these things out here.

Let's just nuke 'em
and be done with it.

Hello? We're still here!

Then let's not be.

I'll call Mayweather.

You can't.

- Watch me.
- Okay.

You can't.

Something's jamming the signal.

It's probably out there
in the crash site.

We still have a mission to do
here, and we still have time.

There can be something down
there that can help us.

Right now I need you
on perimeter

so Bob can get to work.

Every minute we spend arguing
out here puts us in danger.

Are they still trying
to study us, Bob?

Tell me, what are they
gonna learn from this, huh?

I don't know, okay?
I don't know.

It's more important
what we learn here.

We'll find Shepherd soon.

Yeah, well, I hope so.

Shepherd would know
what to do right now.

Bob, we are not gonna
find Shepherd or our targets

unless we figure out
what's jamming the signal.

What do you got for me?

Well, uh, the... the fastest
way to do that would be

to shut off power
to the ship, but...

with every alien craft
that I've seen,

and I've seen every single
one that we know of,

there's...
there's a, uh, a power cell.

It's small, efficient enough
to run

effectively forever.

It could be anywhere out
there in the wreckage

and still be feeding
the signal jammer.

Okay, then let's find it.

Okay.

I can hear you,
you son of a bitch.

I'm coming for you.

Bob, tell me you
found something.

Not really.

Uh, from the debris that
I found, I... I can conclude

that it came from the same
origin, but it's different.

How?

Well, for starters,
I didn't see a cockpit or...

or any copilots for that matter.

Um, I... I saw inside there
were like three cells

maybe for cargo or for holding.

I can figure it out,
I just need to kill the power.

How much longer?

Hold tight.

Bob.
We're running out of time.

Threat's ID'd and we need
to move to containment.

I don't know, maybe
if we head to Dale's camp

we can track it from there.

No, no, no.
We split up.

You get to the van
and you find Shepherd.

I'll go back on board
and I'll find a way

to kill the signal jammer.

I just have to find
the power cell.

I don't like the idea
of splitting up.

Yeah, but we have to.

Yeah. But we need
to find this thing.

Okay.

Yeah. Yeah.
Of course.

What... what is that?

We... are you getting
signal here, or...

No signal yet, but I'm
scanning the data-sphere

around the ship to see if
I can pick anything up.

So far it's just scrambled code.

What do you know
about the data-sphere?

Everything you do.

I read your work, remember?

Yeah. But I just...
I just did the math.

You made a...

Wireless alien super computer.

You did that before me?
Can I see it?

Bob, I'll let you know
if I find anything.

Get back to work.

Okay.

That's so cool.

That's it, let's wrap it up.

Moving out now?

You and me, yes.
Bob still has work to do.

If he doesn't find the power
supply and disable the jammer,

we'll never find
Shepherd in time.

If Bob's right,
there could be at least

two more of these
things out here.

Bendis, you stay with him.

It's critical that
he's allowed to finish.

Oh, no, oh no no no,
what did I just do?!

Oh! Oh, look at that!

Oh!

I found it!

Bob, what'd you do?

I found it!

Take cover, it's coming.

Bendis, watch out!

Bendis!

Where are you going?

I have an idea.

Bob!

Oh, sh......

Shepherd, you're alive!

Not for long unless
you have a plan!

- Here, put this on.
- How?

- Live long and prosper!
- What?

Like this! Cover us!

Look out behind you!

Incoming!

Bob, come on, I need power.
Now!

I'm ready to go, here.

You got it, you got it!

Whoo!

Splat!

Woo!

- It worked!
- You got it.

Oh!

You had that thing
this whole time?

All right, Matteo, back off.

We're vulnerable out here.

- No shit.
- Hey.

Don't you get it, Bob?

We're the ants. Us.

Okay.

Glad to see you're
all right, sir.

Where we at?

Well, Mayweather
started the mission clock

when you went MIA this morning.

We're halfway to Helion
with two tangos down.

That crash site secured,
well, what's left of it anyway.

I thought we were dealing
with one of these monsters,

but three?

There's another one out there.

It got King and Sams,
and it's growing.

Every time it eats it gets
bigger, and this thing's hungry.

Considering how fast
it got to Dale's camp,

it could be anywhere by now.

What do you suggest?

Well, Bob was
able to deactivate

whatever was
jamming the signals.

I just touched it,
I'm sorry.

It's not your fault, Bob.

At least when the ship blew up

it took the
signal jammer with it.

If it's as big as you say it is,
we can use the satellites

to scan the surrounding
areas and track it.

Oh, no, that's a negative.
It travels underground.

There has to be a
way to find it.

Listen, this thing
shrugged off standard fire,

a whole belt full of ordnance.

You got anything in
your collection

with a little more kick?

Everything that I had
that worked was in the van.

That giant smashed everything
trying to get inside.

But if I can get that back
to the lab, I...

I can get something
for you, yeah.

Matteo...

Anything to add?

Bendis and Roman are dead.

Who's gonna be next, Shep?

Let's make it count then.

Okay, let's load up.
We're RTB in five.

But first, show me the spaceship
I've heard so much about.

How can we be sure there's
nothing left in there?

Bob said he saw
three compartments.

He said they looked
like holding cells.

Could be breeding chambers,
cryogenic pods.

This could be a zoo
for all we know.

The big one didn't
come out until Bob

disabled the power to the ship,
like it was being held somehow.

This could be some kind
of containment vessel.

You think something rounded them
out and shot them into space?

Possibly.

You see that blue oily
stuff over there?

That was on Dale's trailer
and on the truck.

Everywhere that oily son
of a bitch goes, that stuff.

That's how we track this thing.

If this thing is leaving
this stuff behind,

all I need to do is get
a sample back to the lab

for analysis and upload
it to Mayweather.

I just need to tell them
what they're looking for

Now that we have
the satellites back,

we can use every one of
them to track it.

Well, let's get back to the lab.

Come on, Specialist.

Sir...

We're getting really
close to mission failure,

which means we won't have
time to clear the Helion blast.

We're not gonna let that happen.

Listen, Sams injured it, and if
he injured it, we can kill it.

We just have to find it.

All right, move out!

I want Mayweather
to hear your prison theory.

Maybe he'll kick it over
to Xenoanthropology,

see if it tracks with any
of the known ETs.

Would that delay
the Helion Measure?

Possibly.
We'll try.

But either way we still need
to track this thing down now.

I just need
access to the lab and

enough processing power
to recalibrate

the ADU's satellite network.

If I can get this cell
wired to the base grid,

we'll have all
the power we need.

All I want to hear
is that

your weapons are
gonna work, Bob.

After a day
like today,

retirement doesn't look so bad.

Shepherd, did
the aliens say anything?

They did not.

Hmm.

Well, I think
it's clear that this

isn't a matter of translation.

This is a matter of war.

Shepherd, I'm glad to
see you're all right.

I'm sorry I can't say
the same for the...

the men you lost today, but
we don't have time to mourn.

We're about to begin
a very costly evacuation

of the surrounding area.

Have you contained the threat?

We have not, sir.

You need to do that, now.

Sir, we're doing
everything we can.

Specialist Fairchild
is working on a way

of tracking the last
remaining alien target.

Send analysis and
calibrate the satellites

for new search parameters.

Bob has a working alien arsenal
thanks to a power supply

that he recovered
from the crash site.

We know we can hurt it.

Display progress.

Soon we'll be able to find it.

The way I see it, there's still
four of us and one of them.

I don't see it like that.
I see you have to do it.

Now.

We'll kill it.

Shepherd, Shepherd, do you copy?

Shepherd?

Ah!

I assure you, my team has
everything under control.

Shep...

Oh, sorry!

I'm sorry, I'm sorry!

That was me.

It's coming right back up,
I promise.

Bob.

If anyone can hear me,
it's already here.

Oh, shit.

Shit!

Matteo?

Matteo!

Ah! No!

Oh! Matteo's dead.

I repeat, Matteo is dead!
The alien is in the compound!

Oh, God...

Confirm that last.

Bob? I didn't copy.
Where's the god damn power?

Working on it!

Come on!

Okay, this one,
this is the one!

Okay.

Okay, okay, okay.

Watch your heads, it got
through the ceiling vent!

Guys...

Please... it's just me, okay?

Come in, anyone!
What's going on out there?

Hello?

Come in, I need a status update!

Shepherd, what the hell's
going on over there?

Uh, we're having a
little power issue, sir.

Shepherd, it's here!

Shepherd, have you located
the alien threat?

Sir, we have a twenty
on the target.

Gonna have to call you back.

Shepherd!

- Where?
- It's in the lab.

Good.
We're gonna keep it there.

We'll trap it.

Do you have any
explosive ordnance?

I... I can think of
something, yeah.

Shepherd,
Fairchild's in the lab.

Well, we'll have
to get her out then.

These'll do the trick for sure.

Shepherd for Fairchild.

Listen, we're gonna
blow the lab.

Get out if you can.

Bob...

we either do this now,
or we don't do this at all.

If we don't give
Mayweather a call back

and give him the all clear,
he's gonna launch that nuke.

Look, we're gonna try to
get Fairchild out of there.

Hey, but if we have to choose,

it's the charges at all cost.

All right, buddy?

We're gonna take that thing out,
but we may have to go with it.

Do you understand?

Yeah.

I should've stayed in
my hole under the ground.

Careful what you wish for.

Oh, shit.

It's in the morgue.

Do you copy?
It's in the morgue.

You got it?

Yeah, yeah.
Got it, got it, got it.

Go. Go.

Okay.

Oh, God.
Oh my God.

Ah!

Shepherd!

It's in the morgue,
it's in the morgue!

No, it's not!

Move!

Bob!

I love you badass, Bob!

Take the charge.
I'll cover you, hurry!

It's still alive!

Not for long!

Go! Go! Go!

Call Mayweather.

He's already trying to call us.

There's a massive target
in your airspace!

I'm sending in the
Air Force to support.

Oh, God.

Now, what?

Command, we are on
approach to the alien craft.

Stay frosty
up there, airmen,

these slimy sons of bitches
dropped a boatload of monsters

on us today so they're
not here to ask for sugar.

I need full sensors
on that saucer.

Send everything you get
to our team on the ground.

Roger that, going for
a closer look.

Jesus, look at
the size of that thing!

Sensors active.

Signal live!

I'm picking up all kinds
of readings from that ship.

It's scanning.

It's looking for
the crashed ship.

I thought they sent it here.

Think about it.

All the monsters we faced today,

that isn't what you expect
from an intelligent species.

If they wanted to kill us,

they would've done
it a long time ago.

That crashed ship was not
an attack, it was a prison...

a prison for aliens
so dangerous

they were rounded up
and launched into space.

It was never
supposed to land here.

What's it doing here now?

The same thing we're doing.

Containment.

It's their version
of the Helion Measure!

But we killed all the aliens!

Well, maybe we missed one?

You hear that?

It's gathering energy.

It's charging.

Charging what?

Isn't it obvious?
It's a weapon.

Target is hostile!

Repeat!
Target is hostile!

Oh, my God, Bob's right.

These power readings are
off the charts.

If the Air Force doesn't
take down the mothership

before it charges up, it could
destroy the whole planet.

You're telling me they're
the most advanced minds

in the universe,
and they're gonna come here

and blow us up for
their mistake?

This is your mess and
we're cleaning it up!

Sir, the mothership has
engaged the Air Force.

We're losing pilots.

Mora, if I asked you to
take an alien craft

and go get Shepherd and
his team to safety,

maybe even kick these ETs in
their ass while you're at it,

how fast could you get there?

Extremely fast, sir.

Good. Do it.

Get our people to safety,
if you can.

Multiple targets inbound,
weapons hot!

What do you want from us?

Shepherd, come in.

Colonel, sir.

We have a new threat.

I'm aware.

I just sent evac coordinates
to Fairchild.

You need to get there now.
You're done there.

Negative, sir.

I'm sorry, Shepherd.

You did everything you could.

There's no fighting that thing.

There's only one
option left now.

We're targeting the craft.

Mayweather!

Five minutes to Helion impact.

Mayweather!

He launched the nuke.

He's got EVAC waiting for us,
but...

we've got five minutes.

Time to move.

Everybody's
answer to everything.

Nuke it. Nuke it.
Just nuke it.

You know what?

They mastered
interstellar travel

and you know what
we just fired at it?

A firecracker.

Listen, smart boy, it's over.

It's time to go!

At least it's gonna be
a hell of a show.

I promise you it's not.

Bob. Wait, what do you
mean "it's not"?

Okay.

Abort! Abort!
Helion is in bound.

I repeat, abort!
Get out of there! Now!

Bob!
We need to go now.

I'm telling you,
it won't matter!

What do you mean?

That nuke might as well
be a paper plane

when it hits the shields
of that ship.

If we leave now, we'll still be
dead when that mothership fires,

along with everyone on Earth!

How do you know this?

I'm an expert!

I'm the expert.

I've studied every single ship

that's found its way
to our planet.

'51 was the first time they
showed up after Roswell.

No aggression.

They just wanted their
pilot back,

but they sure were scared of us
and we already had the nuke!

In'77 shots were fired at us,

but we never landed
a hit on them.

We didn't know it then,
but same thing: shields.

'82 it was a crash landing
because the gravity well failed.

Shepherd, you have
to trust me on this.

I mean, it's one thing
to nuke a single alien

down here on the ground, right?

But that missile,
it won't even penetrate

the shields of that mothership.

Unless... unless we can fix it.

How?

You see the size of
that thing, right?

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

The only way it can maintain
its structural integrity

in our atmosphere
is anti-gravity.

The same as the Roswell craft,
the same as every other craft.

And the same as the gauntlet.

Shepherd, I have a plan.

Two birds, one stone.

Every one of those ships, it...
it manipulates, it...

it bends gravity
around it, right?

And it generates a
gravity well underneath it.

It's the weak spot.

Call Mayweather back, now!
Call Mayweather back!

Tell him to change the target.

The base, not the ship!

We'll redirect it
right up the gravity well.

How the hell are we gonna
redirect a nuke from down here?

We're gonna catch it!

How?

I'll tell you how.
I'll tell you.

With that and with this.

The only way to make sure
we destroy that ship

is if we use the gravity
gauntlet from below it.

But we have to stay here!

Oh my God, Bob,
I hope you're right.

Shepherd to Mayweather.

Shepherd, did you get
your team out of there?

That's a negative, sir.

You need to get out of there.

He's right, Shepherd,
it's now or never!

Shepherd, you need to
get out of there now!

Shepherd, it's
already too late!

You gotta go!

We have it on good
authority this nuke

is not gonna eliminate
the threat.

What authority?

Science!

The only one we've got
that knows anything

about alien technology.

We need you
to redirect the Helion,

target the base not the ship.

You... you want it to miss?

No, no. We want it to hit,
but my team has a plan.

We're gonna... we're gonna
redirect the shot.

Please, sir, you have
to trust us.

The only way
to make sure we kill that ship

is to hit it from below.

We were able to test
the method earlier.

We have an alien weapon
that will work, we just...

we've gotta stay down here
to redirect the nuke.

Colonel?

Sir?

Shepherd, if I do this...

there's no going back.

You understand that, right?

So, I'm gonna ask you again.

Are you sure?

Yes, sir, I am sure.

Changing the missile
trajectory now.

See you in five.

We're gonna give
those three-fingered freaks

a taste of their own medicine.

We're gonna give them
a spanking with gravity,

and we're gonna show them you
do not blast the planet Earth!

- Bob, no!
- Bob!

It's heading into the warehouse!

It's gotta go back
into the dark.

Well, at least it's contained.

For now.

Shepherd, we need the
power supply that thing

just swallowed in order to
make the gauntlet work.

Let's go get it.

Does that thing work?

It needs power.

I could run a line
from the grid.

Go get it.

Oh, shit.
I'll distract him.

Hey! Hey!

Go.

Hey!
Hey, over here!

Hey!

Ugh.

Where is it, Bob?

Oh!

Oh, shit.

Hey, Stella!

Shepherd!

Hold on! Shepherd!

Hey! Hey!

Hey! Hey!
You hungry?

Hungry?

Eat this!

Shepherd, are you okay?

- Oh, God
- Shepherd, are you okay?

You okay?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

The nuke's coming, Shepherd.

The nuke's coming.

Look!

Oh, my God.

Is that what I think it is?

The power cell.

Okay, Bob.

This one's for you.

Ah!

Gah! I got it!

They're shooting at the nuke!
Hurry!

I don't got it,
I need help!

Scramble! Scramble!

Negative, airmen!

New orders are protect
that nuke at all costs!

Come on, Shepherd!
That ship's about to fire!

Okay.

How are we supposed
to fight these things?

We've got one of their ships!
Just keep them off that bomb!

Got a bogie on the payload!

Keep 'em off me!

Got one!
You're clear!

Firing on target!

Mora to ground team,
you're all clear up here.

Go ahead and say hi!

It worked.

Oh, Bob, it worked!

Oh, man.

Oh, whoo!

Whoo!

Let's get out of here.

Oh.

Wow.

- Bob!
- Bob?

Big idiot forgot to chew.

I've been digested.

And almost disintegrated.

Bob, your plan worked.

Imagine that.

Mayweather's gonna be pissed.

No. Why would he be pissed?
You just saved the planet.

You think we're gonna
get any more funding?

We have to for next time.

If this is what they do
for a missing ship,

imagine what happens next.

Oh, God, I don't want to.
I don't want to imagine.

Yeah. Well, unfortunately
it's our job

to imagine what happens next,

and to be better
prepared for it

because I'm never
leaving my workshop again.

Not bad for day one.

Come in peace...

or go in pieces!

Hey!

Hell of a welcoming
party here, Shepherd.

Nice shot, too.

- How you doing over there?
- Doing swell.

How'd you get here so fast?

Well, after you hit
the bull's-eye, I, uh,

hopped a flight here with,
uh, Agent Mora.

She was, uh, nice enough
to kind of let me hop on

the fastest ship we got
in the galaxy.

I know that ship!
It's the Roswell craft!

Wait, that's my ship.

That's the government's ship,
asshole,

but if you ask real nice,
I think Agent Mora here

just might, you know,
give you a spin.

Hey, Fairchild,
I'm very impressed.

Nice job, and I can't wait
to have you take over here.

Yeah.

Hey, Shepherd?

Yes, sir?

I said a welcoming party,

not a retirement party.

Look around you.

You got it, sir.

This is gonna be nice.

I got a feeling we're
gonna be here for awhile.

We're gonna be here for awhile.

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