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You're about to be let in on the most
highly classified data America holds.

We have a device that can allow us to
send one human being back in time.

Come on, man. Go back to that hip -hop
thing.

Yeah, we lost it.

I'm not here but evangelist and static.

Same difference.

Good evening, night owls, insomniacs,
conspiracy freaks, and UFO -ologists.

A whopping 3 ,000 watts of power brings
me to you live from Never Never Land,

the secret government facility here in
the Nevada desert. You ever listen to

this guy, Walt Landon? Man, the world's
creepy enough without him giving me

nightmares.

This is Copperhead passing mile 29,
status normal.

Roger that, status normal here.

We're almost home, Diamondback out.

That's ridiculous.

My men don't wear jackboots. You're
taking a little dramatic license,

He's telling paranoid lies to the
American public.

The secrecy here at Never Never Land
began after the UFO crash at Roswell,

Mexico in 1947.

Sources say this is where the United
States Army brought the captured

and its inhabitants who may or may not
have died in the crash.

I have as my guest tonight a...

former NNL employee who claims not only
to have seen the Roswell spacecraft, but

who says that aliens from the home
planet in the Zeta Reticula star system

among us as we speak, preparing to
launch an attack on us unless we return

top -secret technology we stole from
them.

Who listens to spacecraft?

Do you ever tell spooky stories, man,
around a campfire?

I hated those stories.

Oh, do I detect a bedwetter?

I can refer to my guest only as Citizen
X. Because any further identification

could lead to... To my death.

No question about that.

Citizen X, can you tell us... What Never
Neverland's been doing with this alien

technology?

Well, it's taken us decades to
understand the rudiments, but spending

time for hyperspeed travel.

Time travel.

Damn.

Damn.

Snake Pit, this is Diamondback. We need
a medical emergency team ASAP at mile

29.

God help.

Did you see it? What happened to him,
Adam? That creature. It was... It was a

human.

I -0 to Unit 7. I -0 to Unit 7.

Recognize the gambit, Doctor?

Bobby Fischer used it to defeat Boris
Vosky in a 72 -world title.

Correct. Frank's ability to photo
-memorize the championship charts makes

formidable opponent.

That and the legendary Parker
variations.

I believe that's checkmate, Frank.

Well, I guess it's true then.

What's true?

Old age and cunning beats youth and
enthusiasm every time. It's not the way

heard it.

It's old age and trickery.

Isaac, we need to speak.

The apple cart was upset tonight near
Paiute Springs.

How bad.

It's in the local water supply.

Nudit has already tracked the radiation
spread to the Colorado River.

Good God.

What's going on, Bradley?

As of now, you're on code black alert,
Frank.

Automatic backstep?

All other intel will be on a need -to
-know basis.

Hold the traffic another half hour, and
then start letting them through. But

under no circumstances is anyone to be
allowed into this area.

The entire area is cordoned off. We
don't know what we're dealing with here.

Later.

The entire southwest may be poisoned
soon, and yet

it's all so quiet.

Chernobyl was quiet for months.

The screaming will come later.

Oh, fellas.

Frank B. Parker, NSA.

What a surprise.

Oh, God, what did you do that for?

You're not supposed to be here, Frank.

Sure I am. I came with Medner and Tomic.
What, in the trunk?

Captain Brenneman, would you escort Mr.

Parker out of the area? My pleasure,
sir. Oh, come on, Donovan, I just want

find out what's going on.

He's back here.

Shoot him.

You're lucky you're bigger than me.

Yeah, tough guys with your guns, huh?

I just found a very unusual stain on the
side of this van.

Perhaps the driver hit a deer.

That's a possibility.

I would like to do an analysis, though.
Oh, that's all right, Olga.

Everything's been taken care of.

But don't you think this is... Olga,
there's no need for you to stay here. Go

back to base.

Of course.

Hey. Mr. Parker, you don't belong out
here. Apparently neither do you.

Well, everything seems to be under
control.

Too much control if you ask me.

Listen, there's a place down the road
that's made pancakes and eggs in art

Might as well salvage something out of
this. Your treat?

Yeah, my treat.

Okay.

So, why the hush -hush with Medner and
Talmadge?

We're all family, right?

Some families have secrets, I suppose.

Didn't some famous shrink say families
are only as sick as their secrets?

Mm -hmm.

Read about the local A &E, mister?

Maybe I'll have an easier time trying to
find out what was in that truck on the

other side of the timeline.

You know, I'm curious about what caused
that crash.

As soon as Messner saw me scrape this
off the side of the truck, he and

dismissed me from the site.

What is it? Could be blood.

Could be motor oil.

I don't think that's motor oil, Mr.
Parker.

Read about the local aliens, mister?

Come on, it's only a quarter.

Or three for a dollar.

Get you for your friend.

Anybody ever fall for that scam?

Around here? Oh, yeah.

What's your name, kid?

Vince.

We call them EBs.

It stands for extraterrestrial bio...
Oh, did you make that name up yourself?

I copped it from the radio guy, Walt
Landis.

Pretty scary.

Yeah, they ate a lady once.

But my mom made me take out that
picture.

Wow. So, have you ever seen any of these
EBs, Vince?

No, but they do live in the woods close
by.

They only come out at night, way past my
bedtime.

Tell me, Vince, why do you think they
hang around peyote springs?

Can't be for the nightlife.

It's because Never Neverland stole their
spaceship, and they want it back.

Everybody around here knows it, but
they're scared to say anything.

Everybody except that radio guy and
Citizen X.

Who is Citizen X?

He used to work at Never Neverland. He
calls Walt Landis sometimes for all his

cool inside information.

Vincent, how many times have I told you
not to peddle that trash around here?

Uh -oh. Sorry, Jesse.

Well, crazy stories don't help this
area's reputation one bit.

Looks like it helps bringing customers.

Oh, sure.

You spent 60 cents on a cup of coffee
and three hours trying to pump me for

real story on this Roswell alien
nonsense.

Refill? Yeah.

You okay?

You seem a little nervous.

I'm fine.

You heard anything about what happened
on the road there last night?

Sure. It's another big government
conspiracy to make me late for work in

morning. Excuse me.

Sorry, Dr. Vukovic.

I've ordered 13 car.

What? Who's ordering?

May I have that kid, please?

Well, this is part of an official
investigation.

I was told to confiscate it, ma 'am.

Thank you, Doctor. You may pass.

Wait! You can't take that!

Yes, he can.

This is ridiculous!

Hold it. Let it go.

God, I've never seen you so willing to
bend over to authority before.

Sometimes you just gotta think ahead in
this business.

would you feel if you were being
stonewalled?

You know, Bradley, it seems I've spent
half a lifetime keeping others in the

dark.

It's never pleasant when it's with one
of your own.

The witching hour.

Somebody better start telling me what
the hell's going on.

Frank.

That's it? All I get is a chip?

I know you're extremely curious about
all this, Frank, but don't bother to try

and read it on your own. It's been
encrypted.

And when you call us on the other side
of the timeline, we've got a special

word for you to use.

Fruit basket.

Fruit basket.

You'll be given further orders at that
time.

Can't wait.

So, do you think there really are aliens
who hold some sort of aggression

against us?

Let's hope this will give us some
answers when I get back.

Pick a blank blind man's bluff.

There's something you should know.

What happened out there, the reason for
this back step, we've lost a shipment of

element 115.

What, fuel for the sphere?

It's the most lethal contaminant we've
ever encountered, and it's not the first

time it's happened. It happened back in
1987 with tragic consequences.

You've got to stop it. Does this have
anything to do with the EVs?

Isaac, please tell me what the hell's
going on here.

at 107.

Engage!

This

is

Conundrum. Go ahead, Conundrum.

Food basket.

But I can tell you that a shipment of
Element 115 was... Don't say another

Conundrum. We're tracing your call now.

We'll have a Griffin team pick you up
ASAP. Don't move from your position.

But... That's an order, Conundrum. Out.

Uh, what is Fruit Basket?

Nothing to concern you, my dear.

Got any more of those comic books?

Do I know you, mister?

Uh, no.

But I heard they're pretty informative.

I wanted to ask you about those
evenings.

Happy to see you fellas, too.

I'll take that chip now, sir.

Maybe you ought to remove that 2x4 from
your butt first, Brandon.

Do you know me?

Only by reputation.

The Chip, sir.

Last a minute.

These men will escort you back to the
base.

Say, what am I, FedEx?

Maybe some other time, kid.

I'll take it from here, gentlemen.

I'll be handling your debriefing, Frank.

Great, because there's a lot I want to
ask you, too, Isaac.

Would you like some coffee?

I'm afraid there can't be much help. You
already have been.

Anna and I lost something out on the
road near Paiute Springs, something

classified that was supposed to be
delivered here.

Before I backstepped, you told me it was
Element 115, and you said this wasn't

the first time. That's absurd.

You told me you lost the shipment in 87.
You said there were consequences.

It never happened.

Oh, cut the crap, Isaac. You told me
yourself.

I don't know what you're talking about,
Frank.

Clearly, you're disoriented from the
backstab. Don't do this to me, Isaac.

Well, until you get some rest, I'd
advise discretion on this.

You want me to shut up?

It's what I've always liked about you,
Frank.

You're a plain -spoken man.

Commissionship, it seems there is going
to be a mishap with the delivery of 115.

How bad?

Code black contamination of the Colorado
River from Lake Mead to Yuma.

Dear God.

I've already moved up the schedule and
rerouted the shipment.

Camel cart arriving.

Gabby, that gate next to me.

Your west door is in your train.

Control 1 at 40.

Penny for your thoughts.

These thoughts you don't want.

Perhaps it's best not to always question
the need for secrecy around here. I

mean, maybe there are some things that
are better off not knowing.

I don't believe that, and neither do
you.

You're right.

I'm just trying to make you feel better.

I was hoping you were going to say that.

What?

What's this?

Something you were going to analyze on
the other side of the timeline until the

guards tried to take it away from you.

My guess is they were under orders from
Mentor.

Why would Dr. Mentor try to stop me from
doing a simple analysis? He's hiding

something. I think he wanted to tell me
about it before I backstabbed, but now

he's totally clammed up again.

Do we have any idea what this is?

Unless I'm way off.

You're looking at honest -to -goodness
grade -A alien blood there.

And we're in a lot bigger mess than
anyone here wants us to know.

You're working late.

Just finishing off some tests.

Blood analysis?

Yes, actually, I'm monitoring Parker's
cell count. There seems to be some mild

fluctuations lately.

I saw the two of you talking earlier on
the grounds.

Oh, yes?

I know he's upset about his latest
backstep being surrounded in secrecy.

Well, he's a big boy.

He'll handle it.

You know, I'm concerned that
backstepping is affecting him

expressed some very peculiar notions
lately. Have you noticed?

You know, Mr. Parker, persecution
complex comes easily to him.

I know that you want to protect his
position on the program.

And so do I.

So I suggest you keep me informed
whenever you have a discussion with him.

Of a peculiar nature.

That's right.

Of a peculiar nature.

You know, Olga, it's very important that
you and I trust each other on this

matter.

Get some rest. That can wait till
morning.

It's late night, Dr. Vukovic?

Mm -hmm.

Are you okay?

Oh, great.

You know, you were right about Dr.
Mentner. He is behaving strangely.

It was like he was threatening me.

He wants me to inform him of all our
conversations.

What about the blood sample?

Well, I have a distinct feeling he has
his eyes on me, so I'll continue

analyzing it later.

See, you only pretend not to be
subversive. That's what I love about

Love?

That kid Vince Atlantis has the dirt on
all the local lore. His broadcast should

be ending right about now.

What if he's on tape?

Then we just had a lovely moonlit ride
for nothing.

And that would be due to the glacial
melt that's caused by global warming?

Precisely, Walt.

By the year 2050, cities such as Los
Angeles can expect to have canals and

waterways much like Venice, Italy.

This is very disturbing. Professor, if
you will stay on the line, we'll take

some calls right after we have a few
messages from the...

Very courageous supporters of truth who
keep this program on the air.

How did you get past security?

You mean the guy asleep in the lobby?

All right, I take it you're not here for
an autographed headshot.

My name's Alan Schaefer. Don't even
bother. I can smell you people a mile

You're from Never Never Land.

What? It's the haircut.

You're one of those camo dudes.

The perimeter spooks are like to harass
the curious.

Who's the dudette?

We're not here to harass you, Mr.
Landis, but we would like some

Well, it was not a coincidence. That
makes two of us.

The E .B .s, the creatures that people
have supposedly seen around here, do you

think they really exist?

Personally, yes.

I have no conclusive proof, but there
have been plenty of sightings, most of

them on the old Pine Highway north of
Paiute Springs.

Now it's my turn.

What do you do at NNL?

That's classified.

Why is everything that profoundly
affects our lives always classified?

You know, if this game's going to be
interesting, you have to give me

I'm a test pilot.

All right.

If that's true, then we're getting
somewhere.

Have you ever heard of any incidents of
aggression against the base by these

EBs? You're talking about July 4th,
1987.

It's not officially documented, but
everybody in town knows about it.

A cargo plane heading for NNL
mysteriously crash -landed north of

Springs. Word has it it was shot down by
an alien spacecraft.

They also say that the plane was
carrying an element taken from the

craft. Well, quicker than you can say
Little Gray Man, the entire area was

locked down by Griffin Force troops for
more than a month.

After that, the town of Paiute Springs
virtually dried up and died.

Everybody who was living here then was
either dead or disappeared.

Now, my turn.

Exactly what kind of craft are you
testing?

Who is Citizen X?

I believe we've reached a stalemate, and
I'm back on the air in five.

We are talking with Professor Diederik
from the Institute of Geological

I want a security check on Parker's
quarters.

Now!

Stay close.

Could be dangerous.

Nice try, Mr. Parker.

Suit yourself.

What was that?

Come on.

natural gas facility.

Someone or something has been down here.

Miss Vukovic and I are conducting an
independent investigation.

Cobalt level clearance gives us that
right.

And cyan level gives me the right to
shut you down.

Let's go.

Sir. Quit calling me sir, would you?

Ma 'am.

Stop calling me ma 'am. You're

getting really tired of this,

Bradley. Sit down, Frank.

First to try and keep me in the dark
about my mission, now I got Griffin

busting me every time I turn around.

Griffin team doesn't report to me.

So who sicked him on me, Dr. Mettener?
He's a scientist, for God's sake.

Thought at least he'd want to know the
truth.

Frank, if you don't let go of this, the
Griffins will kill you, and there'll be

nothing that I can do about it except
notify your ex -wife.

And tell her what? That I discovered
things you didn't want me to see?

You owe me more than this, Bradley.

Frank has infected you with his renegade
spirit?

He was just looking for answers, Isaac.

As was I.

You're suspended from duty until further
notice.

What?

And any further insubordination on your
part will force me to reconsider your

continued viability as a member of this
backstep team.

Well, then I suppose I should go home
and water my plants.

Oh, no, you can't do that.

under house arrest.

I'll see to it that Ramsey sends someone
to do the watering for you. You know we

saw them, don't you?

The E .B .s or whatever it is they're
called.

The aliens?

You two have no idea what you've seen.

Stalag 13, Hogan speaking.

What does it feel like to be the tail
wagging the dog?

Citizen X?

How did you get my number?

I used to work there, remember?

I know all the skeletons.

I know how everything works.

Who are you?

Obviously, it's too dangerous to tell
you that.

All right.

What do you know about what's going on?

I know that you've been approaching this
all wrong.

Talk to the girl.

Girl? What girl?

The one from the mothership.

Mothership? Like the alien spacecraft?

No, you idiot.

Like the truck stop off I -43.

Oh.

Jessie. She knows more than she's
letting on. A lot more.

Look, I gotta run.

I'm bouncing this call off a Chinese
satellite, but they can still trace it

give them time.

Wait, you say you know all the skeletons
around here?

Yeah.

How good are you on the vent system?

My friends.

We've been getting numerous reports of
increased UFO activity across Central

Nevada. Now, Professors Shade and Novak
of the Elgin Institute of

Extraterrestrial Studies claim that as
many as 60 disk -faced craft were

about 15 miles north of Sonopah just
last night.

We don't know whether this is some sort
of an attack force that's massing in the

area.

Where the hell did it go?

It was right there.

I don't see him.

Which way?

They exist.

I've seen them.

Inside the culvert.

Old Barn Road.

Show's over.

I narrowly escaped death at the hands of
one of our shadow government death

squads. But it was worth it if what I've
just learned is correct. Ladies and

gentlemen, my friends, there are aliens
among us, and I'm going to prove it. If

you, too, want to expose the truth, meet
me in Paiute Springs at the junction of

Route 43 and Interstate 10, and bring
whatever legal firearms you can. Folks,

this is no joke.

We are going to blow the lid off this
alien conspiracy once and for all.

You just lost.

Sir.

We're mad as hell. We're not going to
take it anymore.

Oh, thank God. Are you okay?

We did it, Olga. We let the people know
about the aliens. Listen to me. I just

did the blood test.

Those creatures have human DNA.

They're not aliens, Mr. Parker.

Damage may be, but they're human.

Human?

And it seems that Landis is calling on
the public to kill them.

Isaac,

we need to talk.

You know about the Ibis, don't you? You
know what they are.

Do they have something to do with this
project?

Isaac, please.

You yourself said how important it is
that we trust each other.

Those creatures are in grave danger
unless we do something right now.

I suppose that was foolish to think I
could keep this secret forever.

Frank was right.

We did lose an earlier shipment of 115.

It was on the 4th of July.

1987, I was on the back porch turning to
the barbecue when the phone rang. My

three -year -old grandchild ran to
answer the phone.

And I remember thinking, where did this
child learn to answer the phone?

115 was pressurized.

We were so damn stupid.

to put it in those containers and then
put it on a plane?

Contaminated the whole area?

Yes.

Most of the casualties were military,
but there were some civilians, except

most horrific outgrowth.

It was a series of mutant babies born to
mothers who were exposed to 150.

As an attempt for a cover -up, we
brought them all here, the poor

Then we relocated the mothers, paid them
large sums for their pains, for

their silence.

You were right, of course.

We tried every note for a minute.

Nothing worked.

And when after three weeks the last one
died, I thought that would be the end of

it, but I've since learned otherwise.

There were other babies born.

Mothers who wouldn't give their children
over to you.

Washington was up in arms already. Our
project was jeopardy.

More words of problems would have killed
Project Backstep.

So you and Bradley instigated a cover
-up on your own.

I am not an evil man, but I have done
evil things.

Ina said that after we dropped the bombs
on Hiroshima and Nagasaki.

Isaac, you buried this a long time, but
it's all about to come out in the open

now.

Walt Landis is organizing his UFO
fanatics as we speak.

Those things don't stand a chance if
that mob gets hold of them.

Can you live with that?

Now, folks, I have very exciting news.
I've called all the local news outlets.

Most of them are sending TV news crews
here right now.

We are finally going to blow this
conspiracy between a shadow government

alien invaders, and we're going to blow
it wide open.

One thing.

We must regard the TV as extremely
dangerous.

But if we get just one, just one, dead
or alive...

We will finally have the proof that we
need.

That's Jesse's car.

She's the one you paid to take care of
the Evies, right?

Yes.

Wait here.

He's got to get out of here.

All right, here we go. Make sure you're
well on.

Mr.

Parker, it's too late. They're coming.

Get out of there quick. Don't let them
see you.

Jesse. No, no, it's cool. I'm not going
to hurt you guys.

What are you doing here?

Listen, you can't go back to your car.
Landis and his mob are waiting out there

for you.

Is there another way out of here?

This one leads to a wash about a quarter
mile up the road.

Good. Take it.

Now. Go, go, go, go. Come on.

We'll attempt to communicate with them.

Blast away if anything makes a move on
me.

They're just children.

Jesse, why did you lie to everyone? Why
did you go along with the cover -up?

Because she's my daughter.

You did the right thing, guys.

An abandoned dome used for isolation
studies hardly seems a fair deal for

Well, it's a start.

Aunt Jessie's happy.

Well, I suppose there are children now.

And rightly so.

The most important thing is that they're
safe.

You know, there is something that's
still bugging me, Isaac.

Who's Citizen X?

Maybe he's our conscience.

Once again, shadow government has
thwarted yours truly's quest for the

And I wouldn't be surprised if the E
.B.'s are out there right now,

thumbing their nasal slit that up.

Because they're here all right.

And I'm betting somebody at Never Never
Land knows where.

But my friends,

Nobody can keep a secret like this
forever, and I promise that I will be

when they crack.

I'm Walt Landis.

Go to sleep, if you can.