All language subtitles for Psi-Factor-S01E1

These stories are inspired by
the actual case files

of the “Office of Scientific
Investigation and Research”.

Well, there it is. Our new house
in all its unfinished glory.

It looks great, Dad.

Come on, I'll give you the grand tour.

Dad, I've already seen
the pictures and the floor plan.

Dixie, since your mom
didn't feel like coming

at least you could pretend
to be excited.

Whatever. Let's just get this
father-daughter stuff over with.

Tada.

And some power.

Damn.

It's just one thing
after another.

Look, honey, I gotta go downstairs
and check the breaker box. Stay here.

Dad?

No!

Open up!
Please open!

- Dixie!
- Dad!

Look out.

Paranormal occurences can range
from the fascinating to outright dangerous.

Danger was the last thing on
Blaine McCallister's mind, however,

when he decided to build
his dream house.

A place to live out his vision of family
contentment for years to come.

But when the partially constructed
dwelling started to behave

as if it had a mind of its own,
dreams quickly turned to horror.

File number 34112.
Case manager Connor Doyle. Day one.

We've arrived to investigate the anomalous
activity reportedly taking place

at the future residence of
a Blaine McCallister and his family.

Preliminary interviews are underway.

So, which one's Doyle?

Professor Connor Doyle,
we're with the OSIR.

Yeah, I heard you guys
were coming by.

Professor Kellerman at the university
thought it was worth our attention.

Sure, if you're into freak accidents.

- Oh, this is my wife, Debbie.
- Ma'am.

We're a little shaken up by all this.
What with Dixie--

Yeah, that's our daughter.
She's not doing too well since… eh…

the incident.

Any idea what the cause
of all this might be?

I think it's just a run of bad luck:
contractors quitting, on-site accidents.

This house is taking forever to finish.

We thought with Blaine helping
the architects design it would go quick--

You see, there's gotta be
a rational explanation for all this.

So, don't tell me
I can't finish my house…

our house cos it's haunted.
I don't buy that book.

Try telling that to Dixie.

She's in a hospital
under observation.

You know,
strange how long it's taking.

They've had some trouble
with construction crews.

We were the third team
hired by Mr. McCallister.

And after what happened you couldn't
pay me enough to go back to that place.

I sold the McCallisters the land about…
a year ago now.

It was a lovely piece of property.

They got it for a steal.

They were gonna build
their dream house on it.

There was this one day,
things just went nuts.

Equipment wouldn't run
or would start running by itself,

or floating around.

And there were these bizzare noises,
howling, roaring sounds.

And then the front door just
exploded off its hinges

just as Barney was coming in.

He must have flown 15 feet.

Then the floor around me got so hot

the bottoms of my boots began to burn.

But the last straw was Joey Hats.
He's walking around the outside of the house

when all of a sudden he's up to his neck
in this stuff like quicksand or mud.

We pulled him out just in time but…

the guy's lucky to be alive.

Keep sharp, stay in eye contact.

I don't want anyone alone.

Whittman, Silva, run a scan for
any possible toxic hazards.

Yes, sir.

- Any readings yet?
- Negative.

Wind velocity is reaching
the red zone.

Let's get out of here.

Case log update.

Out of concern for the safety of my team and
due to the volatile nature of the phenomenon,

I'm requesting permission to expedite protocol
and begin an environmental assessment.

It's remarkable. Base land results
have returned to normal.

And why did the occurences take place?

Gravitational fluctuations, electrostatic discharges,
background radiation drops off the map.

Not to mention IR-210 projecting out of
Whittman's hands and flying across the room.

Anthon?

Physiological assessments show nothing
that would account for the phenomenon.

There is one point of interest though.
Debbie McCallister is expecting.

I guess congratulations are in order.

- Blaine doesn't know?
- I don't think so.

He is in for a shock,
they gonna have twins.

Why wouldn't she tell him?

I think the chaos of the situation,
the uncertain future of their home.

Possibly. What about
overall family dynamics?

Aside from the pregnancy,

the stress levels are above average
due to the condition of the daughter.

She is still hospitalized.
And she shouldn't be.

This worries some.
She's exhibiting a failure to thrive.

Lindsay, what have you found?

The property has changed hands

three times over the past 80 years.

Most recently it was sold to the McCallisters.
That was six years ago.

When did the occurences begin?

Shortly after. But no report of anything
strange by the previous owners.

Background checks?

The McCallisters have solid community ties.
They've a low risk factor for perpetrating a hoax.

They're broke. Everything they have is
tied up in the construction of this house.

What about regressive hypnosis results?

Unfortunately I was unable to get permission
from Blaine and Debbie to put Dixie under.

It's understandable considering
what's she has experienced.

I've give her a little more time,
then we'll try again.

Now Dixie, I'm gonna
take you back three weeks.

It's May 28
and it's about 6 pm.

Where are you?

My dad and I are driving up
to the construction site.

Do you see the house yet?

Yeah. It's a mess.

Things are moving.

It's getting so windy.
What's happening?

It's fine, Dixie. Just be calm.
Please continue.

There's someone
in the middle of the wind.

Can you tell us where
is the middle of the wind?

Upstairs.

There's a shadow.
It's rushing toward me.

No, no!

Dixie, calm yourself.

And I want you to slow everything down
and tell me exactly what you see.

- It's right in front of me.
- What is it?

It's someone
but I can't tell who it is.

Wait, I can see someone.

Who is it, Dixie?
Who do you see?

It's me, but I'm different.

Different?

I'm wearing glasses.
My hair is shorter.

It looks almost like I'm older.

Allright, Dixie, you're doing fine.
Now I just want you--

She is scared. She is so scared.
No!

There is another shadow.
It's coming for her, it wants to hurt her.

Dixie, calm yourself.
Nothing is going to happen to you.

I want you to slow everything down again
and describe to me the second figure.

No, I can't tell. And there are more figures
lying on the floor in the dining room.

- How many figures?
- I think this should stop!

Two or three. But the big one isn't stopping.
It's coming for me. It wants to hurt me.

Dixie, come back now!

File number 34112.

Initiating full environmental monitoring
and proceeding with extreme caution.

This complaint is a full scale Level 5.

No investigator will be on site without
a partner for more than five minutes.

Due to the volatile nature of the phenomenon
I'm requesting additional personell.

Include that with the data pouch.

Did the analysis of the data at the HQ
corroborate our findings?

The residue levels are lower,
but they concur with our findings.

- There are no conclusions.
- That's our job.

How are Silva and Whittman?

We've got lacerations, concussions,
some internal bleeding.

They're recovering as anticipated but they're still
have to be hospitalized for a few more days.

77 separate accounts of unstable and
destructive AKA in the last two days.

And that doesn't even include the testimonials
from the construction crews before we arrived.

I've just been reviewing
their accounts.

There was this big black figure,
like a shadow or something,

blasting through the room
and throws me against the wall.

The worst thing
was this high pitched shriek.

I still can't get
that sound out of my head.

His account was verified
by several of his co-workers.

Is there any pattern developing
as to when the activity occurs?

No consistency whatsoever.
Although it does appear to be building.

The shadows figure prominently
in everyone's testimony.

Are there any first hand
sightings by our team?

No, not yet. Although we've got
the equipment in place.

If something's out there
we'll get it on tape.

Dixie described one of the shadows
as an older version of herself.

Exactly. I'm thinking that we should
play out the PK angle.

But there is no way to suggest
that she's responsible for all this.

Except her description. It might be
more objective than we think.

We need to better understand
what she saw.

Anthon, how is she doing?

- Not improving.
- Keep an eye on her.

Allright, what's
the next course of action?

We've reinforced the exterior of the probe.

Hopefully it will withstand whatever
the phenomenon can throw at it.

What are we looking for?

Fluctuations in air pressure,
irregular seismic activity, the works.

Put it in position.

Okay, here we go.

- What was that?
- Pan right.

Ambient temperature is fluctuating.

Have you registered anything?

Celsius readings dropping rapidly.

Ten degrees.

Minus ten.

Minus twenty!

What's the exterior temperature
surrounding the house?

It's constant.
22 degrees centigrade and holding.

Temperature decrease is only occuring
inside the premises.

Remarkable.

Wait a minute.

Are you picking that up?

Are we recording this?

Try and pinpoint where the seismic
activities are originating.

Check this out!

Temperature levels are now increasing.

Exterior is still constant,
interior…

plus 15… plus 20 degrees Celsius.

Seismic activity contained to the first floor.
It appears to be approaching the probe.

There!

Are we getting all this?

We're losing RF transmission.

Seismic activity on top of the probe.

Damn.

Probe telemetry down.
We've lost it.

Case log update.

At client's request termination procedures
have been initiated.

Acoustical, atmospheric and nuclear flux
technologies have been introduced.

All elimination procedures have
thus far proved unsuccessful.

Considering bridge procedure
with OSIR AI specialists.

Excuse me.
AI specialist, what's that?

She is an operative specializing in attornitive
information utilizing metaphysical techniques.

Pardon me?

- She is a psychic.
- Oh, come on!

Her gifts are quite remarkable.
We've tested her extensively.

How can she help?

We've had some success with
these procedures in the past.

Contact with the other side helps us develop
non-mainstream scientific approaches.

Well, look. I'm beyond
questioning anything now.

You just do whatever you have
to do to make this thing stop.

How is Dixie?

She is getting worse.

Debbie is worried sick about her.

I mean physically sick.

I was talking with Dr. Hendrix.

He feels that Debbie may be
under some pressure.

We'll see. She's talking about
cutting our losses and thempting this place.

So why don't you?

Because we've always dreamed
of owning our own home.

What's really important to you, Blaine?
Your house or your family?

You're not in this alone.

Go talk to your wife.

There is a presence in the house.

Several of them, in fact.

What confuses me is that
I'm receiving no information from the past.

That is extremely rare.

Peter, what is your analysis of
the seismic activity recorded by the probe?

Well, here is the sound as we recorded it…

…and this is it sped up
with all the extraneous noises filtered out.

Footsteps.

Exactly.

But coming from what or who?

Dixie described what? Five figures?

One of which was
the older version of herself.

Anthon, it was definitely twins
Debbie McCallister is having?

Yes, she is well into her first trimester.

It's quite a shock for Blaine.

Are you suggesting that all of this
could be related to precognition?

While I was unable to sense
anything from the past,

which leaves the future as a possibility.

Allright, so there are
five shadow figures,

five members of the McCallister family
once the twins are born.

Exactly. What if in a parallel
dimension or another time line

the McCallister family moved into this house
and lived there for several years.

And then something happens.

A home invasion
leading to multiple murders.

Or worse. A family member flips out
and goes on a killing spree.

Where are we heading with this?

Perhaps somehow the parallel family
is trying to warn our clients…

Not to move into this particular house.

And Dixie is the messenger.

It's starting again.

Are we getting a signal yet?

Audio and visual linkup now.

Affirmative.

Coming through loud and clear.

You're welcome.

So anyway, Boris,
I've got some news.

Debbie is gonna have twins.

Twins?

- What's the due date?
- Ehm… November.

November?
Oh, that's amazing, Blaine.

You double the size of
your family like that?

Yeah.

You can understand why I'm here?

Yeah, I can understand. I guess
the house isn't big enough anymore.

Yeah, Debbie wants to stay in town
to be closer to her parents.

So, what are you proposing?
I take the property off your hands?

You would be doing me and my family
one hell of a big favor.

Now, let's see what happens.

Oh, I don't know.

The market on a house
of that size is dead.

Please open.

No.

But new housing .... are up about 30%.
So it's only a matter of time.

Time is money.

No.

So make me an offer.

I don't think
I can do any better than…

ten percent under market value.

He has changed his mind.

No, Daddy, no!

No!

Come on, come on!

It's directly affecting Dixie's vitals.

Come on, Blaine.

Done.

- You get all that?
- Affirmative, Donnor. Well done.

Final log update.

After the land transaction was finalized
we determined that the selling of the property

by the McCallisters resulted in
the disappearance of the phenomenon.

The home has since been sold
to another couple, the Penfields.

And though we've encountered
no further kinetic phenomena

we will continue to monitor the property
as per standard procedure.

Case manager Connor Doyle out.

Was this simply an extremely active
poltergeist hunt case

in which the McCallisters were being
warned about dire events to come

by future visions of themselves should they
move into their dream house?

Well, this is one speculation
investigators could formulate.

When the OSIR made it clear that his
family safety might depend on it

Blaine McCallister
willingly sold the house.

And Blaine learned the sometimes elusive
but ultimately obvious truth.

That a dream home is not built
with wood, brick or stone,

but rather on the foundation of love,
the contentment and happiness of one's family.

Come on, Adam, slow down.

Skinny dipping was your idea.

My excellent idea.

Not if dad finds out.

Hey, you tell me it wasn't worth it
to see Sally and Janine?

Huh?

I guess. If we keep going
we might get home for breakfast.

This sucks.

Let's cut through Layton's ranch.
That will get us home in 20 minutes.

It's off limits.

And so are Sally and Janine.

“They're not church-going girls, boys.”

It's three o'clock in the morning.
How is Layton ever gonna know?

You come, little brother,
or I'll leave you for the coyotes.

Come on, you loser, keep up.

- You're sure we're going the right way?
- Sure I'm sure.

When we get over that rise,
you look for Beacon's gas station.

- And we're home free.
- You got it.

Did you hear that?

What is it?

Somebody's coming. Let's go.

The SETI Project. The Search for
Extraterrestrial Intelligence.

A world-wide network of radio dishes
designed to receive any communication

from outer space cultures if they exist.

Now, despite the absence to date
of any such messages

and the repeated non-acknowledgement
of actual contact by our military,

we are continually confronted with reports of
craft sightings, communications and abductions

associated with a variety of
sentient extraterrestrial beings.

When the OSIR was asked to investigate
anomalous lights in Crescent County, Iowa,

it found the bewildered residents'
agitated state

as challenging as the phenomenon
it had set out to analyze.

Allright, Fred,
what's going on here?

I think you know, Jessie,
after those kids were taken last week.

Fred, we still don't know
what happened last week.

Now I want all of you to
move on out of here.

There it is. They're back.

What the hell.

File number 52111.
Case manager Connor Doyle.

Initial case log entry.

We're investigating a possible UFO sighting
and a claimed alien abduction

in Crescent County, Iowa.

Our main countact is a sheriff
Jessie Weckel.

I'm not sure what to think anymore

other than this town is going nuts.

So there were multiple witnesses
for each sighting?

You'd be hard pressed to find
somebody in this town

who hasn't seen those
damn lights in the sky.

You saw them yourself?

Oh, hell yeah.

Although whether I saw northern lights
or the gray come down and say hello,

I saw something.

Our contacts at the FAA confirm that nothing
was scheduled to fly over your airspace

during the time of the sightings.
No military flights or training exercises

within a hundred miles.

Yeah, been down that
“It's a weather baloon” road.

I got nothing.

So, we only have
visual confirmation.

Not if you factor in
the Kieler boys story.

Exactly. It's what happend to those boys
that got the town all lit up.

They're not talking now.

That's Chad and Adam.
They know when to climb up.

Oh, light misdemeanors,

normal behavior for kids that age
stuck out here in the sticks.

Your report says that the doctor
who examined them

feels they underwent
something traumatic.

Well, they told everyone they were
abducted by aliens

and they've got the scars to prove it.

Those boys were as good as scared
as I've ever seen two kids get.

Yeah, I've been waiting out there
since those boys first got probed.

I figured if those things came back again
we better be ready to defend our young.

Well, it's clear that these vessels
are from outer space.

Otherwise why would you
folks even be here.

About a week later
they came back again,

circled the field again.

But there were too many of us
for them to try and make a landing.

I'll be damned if I'm gonna let some
alien take our childen for their experiments.

If there was something going on
out on my land, I slept right through it.

My wife and kids too.

I was thinking,

maybe there was a flock of geese or
car lights reflecting from the highway.

Maybe just a couple kids
up to something.

It's important to remember:
They're clearly trying to tell us something.

We must decipher the message.

We were cutting through this
field when it happened.

- Can it, man, they don't wanna hear.
- Come on.

This flying saucer came out of nowhere.
We tried to run but it was too fast.

Look this way, please guys.

- Admit it, Chad, it was amazing.
- Why don't we just tell the whole tale.

- I was not--
- Shut up.

Sheriff Weckel and Fred Hilliard carried them
in here like two sacks of potatoes around 5 am.

What symptoms did the boys present?

Dehydration, disorientation,

both had injuries and pupil response time
consistent with a serious concussion.

I had to sedate them both and
keep them under close observation.

On the Glasgow coma scale?

Lock 7. Some type of physiological trauma
that affected their nervous system.

First and second degree burns
on feet and hands

and there is the gouge on Chad's shoulder.
He said the aliens were taking a sample.

Their dads are convinced that it's
an act to get out of some jam.

What do you think, Doctor?

Well, like old Doc Klein used
to tell us at Harward:

it's how the patient tells you this.

Case log update.

After interviewing nearly a dozen withesses
I've decided to expedite protocol

and focus our attention on
the land surrounding the sightings.

We've established a ten
square mile perimeter. It's hoped

that a thorough on-site inspection in conjuction
with the physiological assessment of the subjects

will help us determine
what happened here.

I've charted all the reported UFO sightings
to date and ran a computer model.

They could have been anywhere
within this 20 mile square area.

So, unless the boys tell us more
I can't accurately assess the event's location.

No power lines, no water towers.

There is nothing that
can be perceived as a UFO.

The are some fallow spots. Other than that
there is nothing but corn, barley and soya beans.

No geophysical elements,
no anomalous energy fields.

You think any combination of this vegetation
could cause hallucinogenic effects?

You got nothing more than your
basic agricultural staples out here.

You put all this stuff together
and you'll get nothing but a--

Really healthy breakfast cereal.

Exactly.

You've any insomnia, shortness of breath,
migraine headaches?

Yeah. All of the above.

How is your night vision? Any clouding
or dimming of peripheral vision?

Some. You seem to know
what you're looking for, Doc.

I've seen symptoms like this before.

- Where?
- People who lead stressful lives.

Or another UFO freaks, right?

I wasn't abducted by a UFO, Doc.
Those boys were.

Or they say they were.

God know, I'm believing
this whole UFO thing.

Sheriff, you're a little overworked
but otherwise you're in fine shape.

That's what my wife told me
the day she left me.

Where were you?

We were cutting through this field
when it came out of nowhere.

It felt like something was pushing us down.

The lights were blinding and…

the air smelled funny like
after a thunderstorm.

And then they knocked us out,

zapped us, I guess.

Who did?

The aliens.

Is this true, Chad?

When I woke up, man,
I hurt all over.

It must've happened.

Do you still feel sick?

I feel better now but after it happened
I thought I was gonna die.

Adam, I'm talking to Chad.

Are you sure that the wounds you received
came from that ordeal, that evening?

This was no ordeal, man,
we were abducted by aliens.

Don't you get it?

Chad and Adam registered high cardiovascular

and neurological responses during questioning.

They're hiding something.

But I can't pinpoint exactly what.

Looks like they were
in a pretty rough shape to me.

Yes. Aside from the lesions there is
evidence of dysrhythmia on both boys.

But irregular heartbeat
can be inherited genetically.

True enough. But the pattern of the lesions
suggests some radiation burns.

I'd learn more if I could regress
the boys to hypnotic state

but they won't cooperate.

Their fathers
signed the release forms.

Chad and Adam refuse to acknowledge
their parents' authority, legal or otherwise.

We'll get what we can
from other sources.

Sandra, anything further from your
scans of the surrounding area?

Minor traces of pesticide use.

I've sent soil samples to HQ
for further analysis.

Tasha?

Background checks into the area
are fairly typical so far.

Strong interactive community,
agrarian based economy.

No previous record of phenomena
before to these incidents.

Suddenly half the town turns up
for a free light show.

What about people passing through?
Migrant workers?

All fairly closed-mouth.

I think they're more concerned
about work than migration.

All swore they saw nothing.

Reduce the perimeter. Prepare full
monitoring and surveilance.

I wanna know if anything comes
within five miles of this field.

We've began monitoring of the area
in the hopes of finding

some evidence of what has visited this site
twice in the past three weeks.

In the eight days since initiating surveilance
we've picked up nothing.

With sheriff's help the area has been
secured from civilian interference.

Sorry, Fred, the road is closed.
We've got a flood from an irrigation overflow.

Sheriff, you might be able to fool
everyone else with these lies.

But we know the truth.

You and the government
are up to something.

And it's got to do with those UFOs.

Fred, the road is closed.
That's all there is to it.

Now turn the vehicle around
and go home.

Our taxes pay you this road.

This should better work.

Thank you.

Air Traffic has clear skies and no scheduled
flights, the military or civilian.

Same as where the other sightings occured.

I have something. Long range bogies
coming in from the north-west at

- 5 miles and closing.
- How many?

Two. Coming in low,
twenty feet off the deck.

Tasha, track them
on the littenscope.

Do we have anything on radar?

We have target lock. Confirm two bogies
zeroing in on our position.

Coming fast.

I can't identify them.
Night vision image is unclear.

Radar tracking systems are down.

I don't understand this.
They must be jamming us.

We still have visuals. Launch the aerial
probe, I want identification now.

Probe is airborne.

Hold on.

I've lost remote scans.
Long range sensors are blind.

Something is definitely interfering
with our tracking system.

Anything from the probe?

It disappeared.

What the hell is going on
out there? Anybody?

Case log update.

We are currently attempting to retrieve
the aerial probe lost during last operation.

It remains doubtful as to whether the probe
holds any information which could help us

identify the two UFOs we tracked
before our instruments were jammed.

Aha. Over here,
about twenty yards.

So, you didn't see anything
in the sky last night? No lights?

I'm sorry, I saw nothing.

I got it.

Geez, what a mess.

What could have caused this?

Are you all right?

Sounds like a bronchial infection.

Don't worry about me.

How long have you had this illness?

Too long. Many of us are sick.

But we must work.
For our families.

Let's get him into the lab
and run some tests.

Dr. Hendrix will know for sure,
but he needs some antibiotics.

How are they?

Louis has a severe chest infection.
And his friends…

We found large amounts of
chemical-based toxins in their systems.

I haven't seen anything
like this since Kurdistan.

- Any trace of narcotics?
- That's hard to say.

Connor, they've been exposed
to something.

Sandra is trying to identify it.

Could it have come from the field?

Possibly. Louis says he doesn't know
where it could have come from but

most of the people he works with
have the same illness.

And they all here are working illegaly,
so no one will speak up.

Tasha, I want you and Peter to go on a covert
sub-operation at the location of the sightings.

See if we can make a positive ID of any UFOs
using remote sensing equipment.

You want us to continue operation
without permission from the land owner?

For now. We need visual confirmation
directly from the sight.

Okay. If the UFOs return.

You're all right?

Yeah. I was just thinking about
what those two boys went through.

Be careful.

Don't worry.

Oh, and I'll take care of Axon.

Lab One, this is Tasha. We're entering
the east quadrant of Layton's field.

- Let's set up the scanners over here.
- Okay.

Tasha, don't move!

What is it?

Oh, yeah, there it is.

Very high energy field emissions.

All right, stand back.

Whoa!

- That's not very neighbourly, Mr. Layton.
- Downright rude I'd say.

Wait a minute!

Didn't Chad say something like: the air
smelled funny like after a thunderstorm?

Didn't Chad say something like: the air
smelled funny like after a thunderstorm?

Ozone. There must've been 200 volts
running through it.

Those kids must have got
a hell of a shock.

Those kids must have got
a hell of a shock.

That would explain the boys' irregular
heart rate and Chad's wounds.

But it still doesn't account for their
reluctance to cooperate.

I talked to the girls the Kieler boys were with
before their claimed abduction.

And it turns out they all indulged in
a little home-made dungle juice.

And it turns out they all indulged in
a little home-made dungle juice.

Mr. Kieler is a devout baptist, he won't be
too pleased to hear that news.

That's what they're trying to hide.

So as far as the boys were concerned, this

encounter with the electrified trip wire

could qualify as an alien abduction.

But that still doesn't explain
the rest of the sightings.

Movement! Connor, we've got movement.

Activate remote scanners.

I have a target lock. Two heat sources
closing fast at 3 miles due north by north-west.

Peter, we have double bogies headed
in your direction. Do you have visual contact?

Negative, Lab One,
nothing in the sky.

Hold on! Affirmative.

Lab One, I have a visual on two UFOs
coming out of the north-west.

Two heat trails and night vision
is detecting burnout.

Geez, they're about twenty feet
off the deck, closing fast.

Whoa! Those are the brightest
lights I've ever seen.

Peter, Tasha, can you identify it?

Please repeat, Lab One,
you're breaking up.

We can't hear you right now.
There is too much interference.

Can you identify the UFO?

Negative, Lab One, they must be
jamming us. Scanners…

Peter, do you copy?

I need visuals on this now!
Run the picture through the computer.

Working on it.

I've got a lock. We have
an ID match on the UFOs.

Helicopters. Bell Jet Rangers.
Two of them.

Why didn't we ID them before?

They appear to be modified for
night flying and stealth runs.

Lab One, do you copy?

Get down!

We have cold emission coming from the IFOs
themselves, looks like some kind of liquid.

They're crop dusting.
We gotta get out of here.

Let's run for cover.

Hold on. They're breaking pattern
and heading south-east at 150 knots.

Winkler, keep them in your sights.

- Where are you going?
- After them.

- You've been seeing what I've been seeing?
- Looks like we've found your UFOs.

Then what are we waiting for, let's go.

Winkler, I'm trailing with the sheriff.
Keep us pointed in the right direction.

We have visual contact.

They're heading due south.

Affirmative. We have both of you
on our screens. But might have a problem.

Go ahead.

Tracking starting to break up. By estimate
they'll be out of range in less than a minute.

And we're gonna run out
of the road in a hurry.

Doyle, you're ok?

Winkler, we've lost them.
It's up to you.

Fire up the imaging laser
radar tracking system.

I've lost them here.
They're out of range. ILR status.

Any second now…

Confirm. I have both aircraft on my scope.

Heading due south-east about 4 km
away and slowing down.

Due south-east, 4 km.
Excellent work. We're on it.

- What?
- Copters, who would have thought!

I'll have two squad cars meet us here.

I just put out a warrant for the arrest of
Kurt Layton, the man that owns this land.

I believe running illegaly modified aircraft
without clearance is a federal offense.

- So is using banned pesticides.
- I've analyzed those pesticides.

Turns out to be toxaphine, smuggled in
from Mexico. Pretty deadly stuff.

Then he put stealth modifications
in the helicopters, flew in low

and jammed all radio transmissions
to cover the operation. These guys were good.

- You mean somebody trained them?
- Oh yeah, very well.

Why go to all that trouble
just to dust crops?

This acreage was dying. His corn
was infested with earworms,

resistant to most pesticides
except toxaphine.

So much for the UFO convention.

Now you can tell the boys and the rest
of the town what they really saw.

If they want to know
what they really saw.

Final case log entry.

Kurt Layton has been arrested and charged with
the illegal use of aircraft and deadly chemicals.

The farmworkers were all treated for
various ailments caused by the pesticides.

Everyone affected
has made a full recovery.

Case manager Connor Doyle out.

Sometimes the most extraordinary occurences
have the simplest explanations.

These teenagers weren't abducted
by aliens and UFOs.

No, this was human greed coupled
with a blatant and criminal disregard

for the health, wellfare and stability of
an honest hard-working community.

No ET or flying saucers here.

I'm Dan Aykroyd for Psi Factor.

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