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♪

Sir, Im gonna ask your permission

for an additional pat down.

(handheld metal detector beeps)

(handheld metal detector beeping)

Youre clear.

Thank you.

Oh. Sorry.

WOMAN: Enjoy your flight.

(piano playing "Fly Me to the Moon")

No. No, its you. Sorry.

Its all you. Nah, go ahead.

Wait.

Justin Sanderson.

Is this you?

Didnt I see you debating on TV?

Yeah. Well, then-then, this is yours.

Um... Okay, well, how about in the name of civility,

I, uh, I get this for you.

Oh, Justin, Im honored. (chuckles): Okay.

Never met a magazine writer before.

Joe Beaumont.

Oh, uh, Justin Sanderson. Ah.

Oh. You wouldnt mind...

Would you sign it for me?

Sure. Be happy to.

To Joe. Joe.

With an "E."

"Joe... with...

an E."

JOE: Thank you.

Be seeing you. Okay.

WOMAN (over P.A.): At this time, Northern Gold Star Airlines

would like to invite its Privileged Class passengers

to Flight 1015, (line ringing, thunder rumbling softly)

now departing at 10:15 to please board at Gate B15.

WOMAN (over phone): Justin? Honey.

So glad I got you before my flight took off.

Hi.

Are you okay?

I am so sorry about before.

I-I really didnt mean to raise my voice like that.

I dont think this is a good idea.

I know. I just-- I need the work.

Honey, youre not listening.

You promised me.

No, I know. I-I am listening to you.

And I am keeping that promise.

How? Well, because this assignment

will be the opposite of high stress.

You dont know that.

Because Tel Aviv is not Yemen, hon.

Its...

Look. I saw some fucked-up shit,

and... it shook me up.

I mean, it wouldve shook anyone up, but...

I know, honey.

Remember what Dr. Cravat says: the past is the past.

Past is the past.

And that will help me get through the now.

Thats right.

As will thinking about you.

Okay. Were good?

I love you.

JUSTIN: Oh, one last thing.

I just noticed my flight number is 1015,

and its October 15.

And also, the departure time was delayed from 9:30 to 10:15.

What are the odds of that?

(beeping)

Have a safe flight.

Hi. How are you?

♪

(audio continues faint and muffled)

Hey.

Welcome aboard.

Good flight today? Oh, yeah.

Very good. Welcome aboard.

Thank you.

FLIGHT ATTENDANT: Im sorry, but only an infant can travel

in a seat with a parent.

Children two to 11 need their own seat.

Im sure theyll discount the fare for you.

Were only two-thirds occupancy.

MAN: But you said first class is full.

Yeah. I would have to move you to the main cabin.

JUSTIN: Excuse me. Yes, but...

Thats actually my seat there,

and they can have it if they need it.

Yeah, thats fine. Yeah.

Is that okay?

Yeah.

Thank you. Thats very nice of you.

So is there a place I should sit?

Yes. Main cabin should be pretty thin.

Uh, that side, toward the back. Stretch out.

All right.

♪

FLIGHT ATTENDANT Flight attendants, prepare doors for departure.

Cross check.

(electronic chime)

(passengers chattering quietly)

♪

(thunder rumbling softly)

(sighs)

(thunder rumbling)

FLIGHT ATTENDANT: At this time, on behalf of the crew

of Flight 1015 from Washington, D.C., to Tel Aviv,

wed like to welcome you on board and invite you

to take the safety information card out of the seat pocket

in front of you, and follow along

as we perform our safety demonstration.

FLIGHT ATTENDANT: As we prepare for takeoff,

we would like to remind you

to please remain in your seats until the captain has turned off

the "fasten seat belt" sign,

indicating then that it is safe to move about the cabin.

To get us on our way, make sure your seat is up,

all electronic devices are put away,

and your tray table is stowed.

All exits on this airplane are clearly marked.

Excuse me.

Take a moment to locate the nearest one.

Keep in mind, it may be behind you.

If you have a carry-on,

push it all the way under the seat in front of you.

(eerie music playing over headphones)

MALE NARRATOR (over headphones): Chapter one:

"The Mystery of Northern Gold Star Flight 1015."

The passengers were buckled up,

and the safety demonstration had started.

It was already raining outside at Dulles International Airport,

and a large thunderstorm was brewing over the Atlantic.

Little did the passengers of Flight 1015 know,

in less than an hour,

their plane would disappear from flight control radar,

never to be heard from again.

Oh, my God.

(thunder crashes, engine roaring)

Im Rodman Edwards, the host of Enigmatique,

and Im going to lead you through

the last moments of Flight 1015.

(whispering): Past is past. Past is past.

♪

NARRATOR: Settling in for a 13-hour transatlantic flight

to a land rife with ancient mysteries is Justin Sanderson.

Mr. Sandersons occupation is to uncover unbiased truth.

But with an hour left before certain doom,

he must ask the right questions of the right people.

Landing at the truth this time

will require an unscheduled stopover...

in The Twilight Zone.

(The Twilight Zone theme playing)

NARRATOR: Youre traveling through another dimension,

a dimension not only of sight and sound but of mind.

It is the middle ground between light and shadow,

between science and superstition.

And it lies between the pit of ones fears

and the summit of ones knowledge.

You are now traveling through a dimension of imagination.

Youve just crossed over into The Twilight Zone.

RODMAN (over headphones): Chapter two: "Ominous Signs."

There are other aviation mysteries

weve explored on this podcast:

the crash of Transeast Airlines Flight 22 out of Miami Beach,

or the anomaly of Global Airlines Flight 107

out of Buffalo.

Yet what makes Flight 1015 unique

is the number of unusual details surrounding its disappearance,

starting with Captain Donner.

DONNER (over intercom): Were pretty confident of a nice, smooth flight

over the pond and on to Tel Aviv, so...

Hey, did the pilot just say his name was Captain Donner?

What?

Just... Never mind.

Sorry. (chuckles)

(thunder rumbling softly)

Im sorry, this is gonna sound very weird, uh...

but do you think you could listen to this real quick?

Those were on your ears, bro.

Yeah. But... this podcast,

uh, says that this flight-- like this flight--

is going to vanish into the ocean.

Yeah. So, if you wouldnt mind just listening just for a sec...

Hey, yo, I dont want to get lice.

No, you...

Jesus. (scoffs)

RODMAN: Captain Donner noted to air traffic control

the presence of a flock of cormorants near Flight 1015.

In aviation circles, a dead bird is a harbinger

of bad things to come.

Shortly after takeoff,

as the plane maneuvered around a thunderstorm,

the flight crew reported that a bird struck the engine

at 10:21 p.m.

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♪

(panting)

(water splashes)

(panting)

(quietly): The past is past.

The past is past.

The past...

is past.

The past...

is past.

Past...

is past.

(clears throat)

(electronic chime)

Hi.

(quietly): One second.

No, no. Please.

Please.

(repeated electronic chime)

Would you? I got you, all right.

Okay, uh...

Yep.

Hello. Sorry to bother you.

But... (chuckles)

Um...

Is that a bird out there?

Uh, outside, before, in the-the engine?

Just-just now, like...

Um, did we hit a bird?

Um...

I wouldnt know. Okay.

Do you think theres a way we could maybe ask the pilot?

Um...

Id hate to trouble him right now.

Heres the thing, is that...

Were still flying and at an altitude

where there are no more birds.

No more birds? Okay.

How do you know theres no birds? Sir?

Sir? I-I mean...

What? What? Sir, I need you to lower your tone.

Im not... Well be, well be starting in-flight service

in a minute, so if youd like anything further,

please let me know.

Okay, Ill just-- Ill, um-- Ill shut up. Im sorry.

(chuckles) Im sorry. Thank you.

(thunder rumbling softly)

JOE: It was.

A bird.

Real headache coming out of Dulles.

I used to pilot for Northern Gold Star.

They let us catch rides on flights if theres room.

Yeah, this is a good flight crew.

Donner, the pilot. Nick and Tammy.

I worked with them a lot.

But the thing is, they dont know.

Theyll never tell you whats really going on.

I dont fly anymore. One too many mistakes I cant take back.

Yeah, that was a birdie. (sighs)

Yeah.

(thunder rumbling)

(eerie music playing)

RODMAN: So what do we really know about Flight 1015?

We know that the last words spoken by the pilot

to air traffic control were, "Good night, New York."

We also know that it disappeared at 11:15 p.m.

(quietly): Im running out of time.

What could have happened to cause the flight to vanish

without a trace? (electronic chime)

DONNER: Folks, this is the flight deck again

just to let everyone know this storm system up aheads

developing a little bit faster than we anticipated.

Well be maneuvering around it as best we can,

but we do expect to hit some rough patches.

Shouldnt be anything to worry about,

but we ask you to all remain in your seats if you can.

Thank you.

(thunder rumbling)

RODMAN: Chapter three: "Every Detail Counts."

With a tragedy as enormous as Flight 1015,

its devastating to think of the cost.

117 lives lost when the pilot signed off

from air traffic control

and the flight disappeared from radar over the North Atlantic.

Without any forensic evidence,

we have to start looking for patterns,

looking for clues,

small signs that could tell us the bigger problem.

Most famous aviation mysteries come from small beginnings:

a mechanical failure, or fire in one of the cabins,

leading the crew to panic and to bring the plane down.

The passengers wouldve looked to the flight attendants

and known immediately that something was wrong.

We know that the cockpit of this particular aircraft

was equipped with cameras

that allowed the passengers to watch the flight crew

through multiple monitors.

If the pilot were doing something unusual,

its likely that the whole cabin would have noticed and reacted.

What seems more likely is the idea that it was something

truly unexpected and unique.

As the plane flew close to a thunderstorm,

the pilot would need to calmly communicate

with his fellow crew and keep the flight under control.

Was there something on board

that couldve disrupted the planes communications?

(quiet chatter)

(sportscast playing over video)

JUSTIN: Hi.

Hello. Uh, Im Justin.

Im sorry, I-I know this isnt really my business,

but I just think you may need to turn that off.

Thank you for your input.

But, uh, you know we are Sikh, right?

Yeah. Absolutely.

Yeah, and equal to us all. So...

Okay, Justin.

Then leave us all alone.

Okay, I just, I feel like you do need to turn that off, though.

Its on airplane mode. Its on Wi-Fi.

JUSTIN: Are you gonna turn it off or, like...? TAMMY: Mr. Sanderson?

Yes? Im gonna need you to go back to your seat, please.

But these guys, theyre not turning it off, so I...

Mr. Sanderson, I understand that youre concerned.

I need you to go back to your seat.

Now.

Okay.

OMESH: What is he, the cricket police?

TANVEERA: Crazy.

TAMMY: Guy needs to sit down.

(seat belt clicks)

RODMAN: Without any forensic evidence to analyze,

we have to consider other records

left behind by Flight 1015.

This includes the passenger manifest.

And one infamous individual

at the front of the plane immediately stands out:

Russian citizen Igor Orlov.

Igor was in witness protection

and was taking Flight 1015 to Tel Aviv

in order to testify against the Russian mafia.

We know the Russian mob would do anything in their power

to prevent Orlov from testifying.

Is it possible that they targeted Flight 1015

in order to kill him?

Another detail might fill in the picture.

Also listed on the passenger manifest is a U.S. air marshal.

Was he on board the flight in order to protect Igor Orlov?

Would he be able to tell us of any threats to the aircraft?

Excuse me.

Hi. I am very sorry

about everything from before, but, um...

...I really need to talk to the air marshal.

I dont know that theres one aboard this flight.

Uh, there is.

Okay? You know that?

Yeah. I do. Okay.

Mr. Sanderson, I dont know

that theres an air marshal aboard this flight.

They dont notify the captain of the presence of an air marshal.

They definitely dont tell the flight attendants.

Okay, yeah, no, I get it.

I get it.

You get it?

I get it. Thank you.

Could you do me a huge favor and just-just sit?

Yeah.

Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Thank you.

Okay.

Hi.

Hi.

(chuckles) Mr. Popular.

Look, I know you said youre a pilot.

Mm-hmm.

But youre an air marshal, arent you?

Told you, Im a pilot.

(sighs)

Listen, Im an investigative reporter, okay?

And I can be pretty sure that an air marshal

is gonna look a lot like a marshal in the air.

No.

(laughs): Im not an air marshal.

What-what do you want me to tell you?

I dont know. Uh, Im...

sorry to disappoint you, brother; Im just a pilot.

But I know air marshals, and I know their job, Justin,

is to think like a terrorist.

Now, the best way to spot deceptive behavior...

...act like a deceptive person.

(sighs softly)

♪

♪

♪

MAN (whispers): Whats he doing?

(people gasping)

(speaks Russian)

I apologize, Mr. Orlov.

My name is not Orlov.

JUSTIN: Okay, of course not, of course not.

Get the fuck out of here! Okay, okay.

JUSTIN: Listen, I know you have many enemies

who will go to great lengths to destroy you.

You with Spartak Moscow?

Spartak. That is a Saint Petersburg crime family?

Russian Premier League. We play for Grozny.

Were playing a friendly game against Spartak in Tel Aviv.

Yeah, fuck Moscow. Fuck Moscow, thats right. Yeah.

Mr. Sanderson-- Sir, Im gonna need you to sit down and back away, please.

Mr. Sanderson, are you kidding me?

This Russian soccer league thing is total bullshit.

What are you talking about? Mr. Sanderson... This guy, one of them

is Igor Orlov, all right? Listen. Listen to me.

TAMMY: Ive alerted the captain to your behavior.

You need to check their I.D.s. Dont worry about it.

The Russian mafia wants to kill Igor Orlov.

Okay? They want...

(shouting in Russian)

(passengers and crew clamoring)

NICK: Calm down.

Jesus Christ.

DONNER: Sit down, Mr. Orlov.

Sit down! Everybody.

Calm down. (clamoring quiets)

Sit down, please.

Sit down.

Thank you. Yes, sir. Excuse me.

Right here.

You are threatening the safety of these passengers.

Im threatening the safety?

Now, listen. Im warning you.

Return to your seat.

Okay. I... If I were you, I would check those guys I.D.s,

I would check their bags, okay?

All right, I...

(passengers murmuring)

(quietly): Okay.

Hi, folks. Sorry for the disturbance.

Sit back and enjoy yourselves, okay?

Thank you.

RODMAN: The last person of interest is an investigative reporter

directly linked to the events of the flight:

Justin Sanderson.

RODMAN: If youve only heard one thing about Flight 1015,

its probably the passenger Justin Sanderson.

NICK (over intercom): Sir, return to your seat.

RODMAN: Video of the investigative journalist

causing a disturbance on that flight

was uploaded online moments before the plane disappeared.

Heres a clip.

JUSTIN: Check their I.D.s right now.

The Russian mafia wants to kill Igor Orlov.

TAMMY: Pardon me? JUSTIN: Okay? They want to...

(Igor shouting in Russian)

NICK: Sir, sit down. Sir...

Sir, Im gonna need you to take your seat, please.

RODMAN: We cant say for certain if this relates

to the pilots ominous send-off, "Good night, New York."

DONNER: Im gonna need you to sit down. I cant do that.

Now.

Lets go. Back. Okay. All right.

DONNER: Mr. Sanderson.

I think youre having a psychotic break.

Just wait a second.

Correct me if Im wrong, but in about 14 minutes,

you will say the words, "Good night, New York."

Dont do it. Do not say it.

Why?

Because those are the last words

anyone will ever hear from this plane.

If you threaten my plane one more time,

I swear to God... Listen to me...

ALYSHA: Mr. Sanderson, Im placing you under arrest.

Youre the air marshal?

Youre being restrained because of your threats

against this aircraft.

(thunder rumbling)

♪

ALYSHA: I heard it. I dont know what youre up to,

but podcasts dont predict the future.

Sorry, Justin.

Were not gonna disappear.

But well have people waiting for you

when we land that can help you.

Look...

...Ive had a mental breakdown before. Okay?

I know what it feels like, I know what it is,

and this isnt it.

This feels different, okay?

I am not caught up in the past here.

This is now, this is real, and I have evidence to prove

that I know whats going on here.

Justin, being wrong is an easier scenario

for you to wrap your head around because its reality,

and its one you can recover from.

Im sorry, we have a situation. Okay.

(sighs)

Captain, whats the situation?

(both talking quietly)

RODMAN: The mystery of Flight 1015

endures in our imagination

because we have so many pieces of the puzzle,

yet are left with no definite answer.

With minutes left until it would vanish from radar at 11:15 p.m.,

it seems the passengers and crew

were completely unaware of what would happen next.

The plane was threading a needle,

perilously close to a thunderstorm,

carrying a unique set of passengers

for an unknown destination.

Theres really only one question left:

Could anything have been done to prevent the tragedy?

(sighs, sniffs)

Hey, buddy.

Hey.

I believe you.

I believe the shit youre saying.

You do? Why?

Because Im a pilot. I live in the sky.

And right now were up 30,000 feet

where no human was ever meant to be,

but we dont think about that anymore, do we?

No. Just the fact

that were in this plane means anythings possible.

Thats right.

Thats right. Thank you.

Thanks, Joe. Thanks for... thanks for believing me.

Look, Justin,

magic exists where were not supposed to be.

Yes.

I know Im right. I can feel it.

(quiet chatter continues)

Wait a second.

Joe?

Yeah.

Youre a pilot.

Yeah.

I mean, youve flown a plane like this before.

Northern Gold Star 765.

You can land this plane safely.

You can turn us around and land us in Canada safely,

before we vanish. I-I cant get in there.

Before takeoff, every flight crew is issued

an override code to that keypad

to get in the flight deck. I dont know that code.

(thunder rumbling softly)

JUSTIN: I know it.

Its 1015.

Did your podcast tell you that, too?

Yes.

Thats the answer.

When I get in there, Im gonna drop the cabin pressure

and raise the temperature. Im gonna put everyone to sleep.

We dont want a panic situation on our hands.

Well, wont the oxygen masks drop down?

Yeah, sure, but I can handle that from in there.

Its perfect. Theyll be putting their masks on;

they wont realize theres no oxygen flowing.

Theyll be fast asleep.

(clears throat)

Youre gonna need this. Hide it.

When the coast is clear,

Ill give you a signal. Youll come and join me.

Listen to me. Youre doing a good thing.

You are saving these souls.

♪

(keypad beeps, lock clicks)

(passengers murmuring)

(panicked chatter)

(passengers gasping, panicked chatter continues)

WOMAN: Anybody know?

MAN: Who is this guy?

(electronic chime)

JOE (over intercom): Greetings, passengers.

Oh, my God!

A little welcome from the flight deck.

This is your new pilot, Captain Beaumont.

The, uh, former flight crew...

What the fuck?

Well, theyve been incapacitated.

So allow me...

allow me to wish you all the very best for the remainder

of Northern Gold Star Flight 1015. Now, go.

TAMMY: Everybody, I need you to sit down.

Sit down and stay calm. All right? Please, stay calm.

Coming through, coming through, coming through!

(passengers clamoring)

(banging on door)

Time for everyone...

...to relax.

(audio continues distorted, chatter quiets)

♪

(heavy filtered breathing)

(alarm beeping)

(electronic chime)

JOE: I want to thank you, Justin.

You taught me something.

The past is the past.

And I cant get that back.

Ill never be the man I once was,

but youve given me the clarity of awareness

and the opportunity to find peace

and escape the past the only way possible.

And you will, too.

WOMAN (over radio): NGS 1015,

this is Gander Oceanic Control. You are clear for transfer.

Copy that.

(thunder rumbling)

Good night, New York.

♪ Fly me to the moon

♪ Let me play among the stars

Oh, shit. Hes the pilot.

♪ And let me see what spring is like ♪

♪ On a-Jupiter and Mars

♪ In other words

♪ Hold my hand

♪ In other words

♪ Baby, kiss me

♪ Fill my heart with song

♪ And let me sing

♪ Forevermore

♪ You are all I long for

(distorted): ♪ All I worship and adore...

(song fades, thunder rumbling)

(gasps)

(panting)

Im here.

I was right.

(panting)

(grunting)

(panting)

RODMAN: "The Mystery of Flight 1015,

Part Two: The End of Civility."

The first installment in this bizarre story

was our most popular podcast to date.

And when we last left you,

we thought we had told the tale of an unexplained mystery

so bizarre it would be left to historians to unravel.

Rescuers spent months after the planes disappearance

looking for debris,

hoping to find signs of survivors.

The search would go on for months,

but to no avail.

Until a cargo ship happened upon a near-barren atoll.

And incredibly,

every passenger from Flight 1015 had survived,

except one.

None of the survivors could explain it,

but Justin Sanderson was missing,

his whereabouts, still to this day, unknown.

Hey, buddy.

Hey.

Hey, where you going?

(quiet murmuring)

Thats him. Is that him?

Hey, I tried to save us.

(angry murmuring)

Justin, you did this.

How could you do this?

What did you people do, huh?! Nothing!

What did you do?! Get away from me!

Get away!

How could you do this, asshole?! No! No!

(angry clamoring)

(clamoring fades)

In his final moments, Justin Sanderson made the case

that he did everything he could to avert disaster.

But in the end, he was an investigative reporter

unwilling to investigate himself,

until it was too late.

Justin discovered that the flight path to hell

is paved with good intentions,

and it passes directly...

through The Twilight Zone.

♪

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