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Mutual Radio Network, July 8th, 1947. The intelligence

office of the 509th Bombardment Group at Roswell Army

Airfield Base in New Mexico announced today the army has

recovered what appears to be a crashed flying saucer.

Eyewitnesses in the area described it as an oval-shaped disc falling from the sky.

According to the army, the saucer was recovered on a ranch in

the Roswell vicinity and further details will be announced.

This just in. This could very well be the most

important discovery mankind will ever know.

The saucer that crashed yesterday in Roswell, New

Mexico, was in fact debris from a downed weather balloon.

Oddly enough, three of the eyewitnesses have mysteriously

disappeared, while the others denied seeing anything at all.

Yeah.

Dear Heavenly Father, we thank you for this meal and the home we have to live in.

Amen.

Amen.

What is it, honey?

Chrissy?

They're hungry.

Think I'm going to check on the stock.

Joel!

Joel!

Joel!

Joe! Do something, Joe!

Joel!

Please help me, Joe!

Who are you?

We are from the government, ma'am. What you saw tonight did not happen.

What?

You will not speak to anybody about this.

As I said, it did not happen.

Like hell it didn't! Look what it did to my husband!

Joe.

If you mention any of this to anyone, you and your family will be killed.

Do you understand?

Good.

Ken, how you doing?

Fine, Chuck. Good to see you.

Are we going into the hall or direct to the event?

Right to the event.

What's the situation?

200 people inside, mag contained, 25-30 press, all secure.

Alright, let's go.

Senator.

Secure?

Yeah. Yes, sir.

Let's do it.

- Here. - Senator Rollins!

Senator Rollins, over here!

Senator, is there any truth to the allegations

the government is harboring recovered UFOs?

Senator!

What about Area 51? I've spoken with people who worked there and

say they've worked with recovered spacecraft. Can you comment?

Ma'am, no press inside.

One more question, sir!

Senator, you're right here.

You really think they're going to make an attempt here?

I mean... it's sacrilegious on them, man.

Well, we have a classic situation here, kid. Got an open front,

back stairwell leads to the street, and a hell of a lot of people.

What do you think?

Enjoy the music.

Hear the choir's good.

Kid's a little nervous.

Want you to keep an eye on him.

You got it.

Hey Rafferty.

Yeah?

Same old song, right?

That's right.

So what's bothering you?

I don't know, just got a funny feeling.

Yeah. Me too.

You got another death threat this morning.

Shit.

Simon, come in.

Simon, go.

How's it looking down there?

Everything's cool, boss.

How much longer we working this detail?

You know, a wise man once said that it ain't over till the fat lady sings.

Who said that?

Who said that?

Yogi Berra.

Gonna check on Longo.

Whoa! Hey, hold up there, guy.

Where you think you're going?

We're here for the event.

What's your pass?

Look, the entrance is around the front. Why don't you go around, huh?

You allow us pass.

First, thank you for coming tonight.

If it weren't for your generous donations, reopening Sacred Heart

Church after the earthquake just wouldn't have been possible.

Second, I would like to acknowledge a special guest we have with us,

our very own Senator Rawlings.

Longo?

Jasper? You alright?

Senator!

Get down!

Let's kill the Senator!

Get him!

Move, Senator!

Chuck!

Go! Get him out of here!

Go!

Hold it, hold it!

Get him out of here! Get him out of here!

Everybody down!

Keep going!

Watch it! Out of the way!

Get cover! Cover!

Get him on the train!

Ready? Go!

Senator, let's go!

I'll cover you!

This guy's a pro, kid! Get inside!

Look, I screwed up once! Let me get it back!

You didn't screw up, kid! Now come on, get inside!

Nothing I can't handle!

Go!

Train is now departing. Next station...

Drop the gun.

Fletcher, don't do it!

I said, drop the gun!

Let him go, man! He's just a kid!

Fletcher, listen to me! He'll kill you!

I don't want you! I want the Senator!

Fletcher, don't!

Don't kill him!

No!

No!

We got a blip on nine.

Shit, it's a runaway.

Puny human.

Fletcher, hold on!

Train 7 is on that track!

We'll switch 'em over!

It won't switch!

Keep trying!

Won't respond!

He's gonna hit him! Damn it!

My God!

Rafferty!

My wife...

Save... save...

Senators, as you know, Senator Rawlings

passed away last night. May God rest his soul.

He was assassinated! In a goddamn church to boot!

He had enemies.

None of us got where we are without them.

Now, as you know, the Senator blocked appropriations for

Phoenix Corporation's black project, Operation Time Space.

As new committee chair, I recommend continued funding for item 37.

Phoenix Corporation. Quantum Electrodynamics

Research. Science fiction crappola!

When I think of all the money that we have dumped in that

hole, we might as well be drilling to the center of the Earth!

Now, what... what is really going down?

General Greenboro is here to answer all your questions.

Well, until I know exactly what's going on here, I can't vote for squat!

And I know that I speak for all of us.

I've seen a lot in my day.

The beginning of nuclear fission, the victories of the stealth program.

And none of it - and I mean none of it - compares to this.

And what pray tell is that?

29 years ago, we made a technology deal with an extraterrestrial civilization.

A technology deal?

And I suppose they got flying saucers too.

Senator, you should take this matter very seriously.

If you walk away from this, you will be denying

yourself the greatest discovery we will ever know.

Would you mind elaborating, General? I'm a little confused.

Yeah, what is that technology?

They came with their science and their hardware. Our scientists, with their

help, figured out that time and space, as we know it, is no longer linear.

We're talking interdimensional travel, covering

millions of light years at the blink of an eye.

We're talking anti-matter power, reactors that

burn indefinitely with just a sliver of fuel.

We're talking about a cure for the common cold.

We're talking everything that man has ever dreamed of.

Who else knows about this?

Counting you, sir? Seven.

It was eight.

It's all here, Senators.

Thank you, General.

It is a crime to pull this off without congressional consensus!

We'll try and get it.

You'll be the laughing stock of Capitol Hill! They

might even make you the poster child for term limits!

It spells trouble! Political suicide!

Would knock the socks off the Catholics and the Baptists, that's for sure.

And think what the NRA would do.

I was just thinking of the ontological and economic impacts.

There could be a collapse.

Senators, please. No need to cast doomsday over this.

You will vote in favor of funding this program.

Attention all personnel. We are in green light status. Please stand by.

All personnel, assume your stations.

We are in green light status.

Preset electromagnetic transducers.

Electromagnetic transducer pods preset.

Bring up sonic wave generators.

Generator sequence initiated.

Initiate final nexus sequence.

Moving to red light status.

T-minus 30 seconds.

All personnel, clear portal ramp.

Vortex activation in 26 seconds.

25.

24.

May mankind find peace in its heart for whatever's out there.

Open shield plates.

19.

18.

17.

16.

Activate element 115 accelerator.

Moving to red line status.

Engage thermoelectric generators.

Red light status.

We're online.

Vortex activation in 11... Anti-matter pods... engage!

10.

9.

Bipolar reactors... 7... engage!

6.

Engaging bipolar reactor. 5.

4,

3.

- I pray to God this works. - 2.

1.

Zero.

We have vortex activation.

Jenkins, give me more power now!

Initiators on.

Auxiliary generators coming online.

Particle density 90%.

98%.

100%.

Locking into interdimensional coordinates.

Antimatter confinement complete.

Time-space gateway complete.

We have interdimensional contact.

Now!

Antimatter regeneration.

Scan potential meltdown sequence now.

Initiating plasma dump.

Possible meltdown.

All hands on plasma meltdown alert.

Warning. Gateway at 50%.

Warning. Gateway destabilizing.

Evac all personnel.

Warning. Evac all personnel.

Warning. Evac all personnel.

Warning. Evac all personnel.

Warning. Evac all personnel.

Warning. Evac all personnel.

Warning. Evac all personnel.

Warning. Evac all personnel.

Warning. Evac all personnel.

Comdor.

Warning. Evac all personnel.

Warning. Evac all personnel.

Warning. Evac all personnel.

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah! Ah!

Whoever he is, he's alone.

No, no, you don't understand. He's a Pleiadian.

He'll use whatever means necessary to obliterate the portal.

He pretty much damn well did now, didn't he?

Somebody doesn't want this to happen.

What are you hiding from me, Lekin?

You have all the information that's been made available to us.

Then I'll follow procedure.

The specimen goes in for analysis.

Where?

It's classified.

Damn it, General!

You wouldn't even have a program if it weren't for us.

You need us.

Do not cross me.

How dare you speak to me like that?

I'm a goddamn General!

I'll pull the plug on you and you'll be in a fig show working for handouts.

You got that?

You've taken everything from us.

Our weapons, our ships.

And now you treat us with less respect than you humans show animals.

Are you finished?

I will relay the communication to my comrades.

You do that.

Get me the Secret Service.

Yeah, Rafferty.

All right, I'll uh, I'll be there as soon as I can.

Dad?

Can you take me fishing this weekend?

Mom said it'd be okay.

Boy, I hope you can.

Love you.

Bye.

Chuck. How was your vacation?

Three days in a hospital wasn't my idea of R&R, Drew.

So, uh, what'd you find out about this asshole?

Suspect's disappeared, no evidence.

Wait a second.

What do you mean, no evidence?

No evidence.

Uh, one minute they were there, the next minute they were gone.

Is that how the company's gonna play it, Drew?

Huh?

Like a senator wasn't assassinated and three good agents weren't killed?

Is that how the company's going to play it?

You can't save the world, Chuck.

Just try to protect it.

Don't make it personal.

They were all killed on my watch, Drew.

I'm going to make this very personal.

Rawlings was a senator.

Now he's dead.

It's over.

You're still the best agent I have.

We'll find him.

I want to be part of the investigation, Drew.

Sure. After you complete your next assignment.

General Greenboro's in charge.

Asked for you personally.

General Greenboro?

Is there a problem?

No. No, no, not at all.

You'll be briefed as soon as you arrive.

This says uh priority red, Chuck.

And an unusual situation.

You'll be on loan out to the military.

As liaison?

No, no.

The general will inform you of your status.

I wish I had more for you.

The security's ass tight with these guys.

So, do your best.

Come back alive.

Why, I usually plan to?

As soon as you walk out of here, it's Black Ops.

You're on your own.

Sorry.

I understand.

This is a very cool effect, Sarah.

That's not effects, Dick. That's a man.

Or it was.

Who's that?

Secret Service agent.

Kind of cute, too.

I saw the spook shoot the spook.

It's almost funny.

What spook are you talking about?

They were creepy, Stick. Their faces were

really white. Not just pale, but sickly like they were malnourished.

They had on these black suits and black ties and...

Assassins in black.

That's a new twist.

How does that tie in with the magazine?

This might sound weird, but I think they were MIBs.

Men in black.

The creepy guys who show up at UFO sightings.

They threaten people who see spaceships.

So now there was a ship?

No, no, no.

I just got a hunch, that's all.

Sounds like our next issue.

Let's celebrate.

Okay. I'll buy lunch.

Stick, if they are the Men in Black, this story

Shack!

Blaje Yuan!

Shack! Blaje Yuan!

Next year, maybe.

General. How the hell are you, Rafferty?

Just fine, thank you.

Been some time.

Yes, sir.

New assignment, special two old tasks.

You got that right.

My assistant, Miriam Rimbauer.

What do you do?

Let's talk upstairs.

Yes, sir.

I heard about the divorce. Sorry about that.

Thank you.

You're going to supervise an 18-wheel cryogenic transport.

It's 113 miles to Edwards Air Force Base.

When you get there,

you're going to be in charge of a payload extraction.

You're loading on a C-130.

Destination, Los Alamos.

If anybody tries to intervene or interfere with the mission in any way,

you're authorized to use force any way you see fit.

In other words, Rafferty,

you have a license to Kill.

What is the payload, sir?

I can't tell you that.

Once you deliver,

you call me for further orders.

Is that clear?

Yes, sir.

I do have one request, though.

My wheelman?

I'd like it to be Jack Kirby.

Do it.

Thank you.

Rafferty.

Sir.

If anything happens to me,

and I mean anything.

Remember that Alaskan fishing trip we took?

Good luck, son.

Thank you, sir.

Please enter your access code.

You have one message.

If this is the same Rafferty that was at the church

with Rawlings, I got a photograph you'll want to see.

My name's Sarah Johnson and you can find me at the Qufon Expo, Long Beach, Saturday.

You've all been briefed.

Let's make the road smooth and easy.

Are there any questions?

Yeah, I got one.

I always heard Delta Force was bad.

But when I got here, I could have sworn I was at a Boy Scout jamboree.

This is Jack Kirby, man. He's got a death wish.

He'll be driving transports.

You watch your backs.

Saddle up!

Jack, these men are airborne, they eat nails for breakfast.

Oh, he'll get 'em riled up. Get 'em that fighting edge.

All right.

No hot shot shit on this one, okay? I got orders.

Hell, we'll be back in time for Margaritas and nachos, buddy.

Rafferty, you know those margaritas?

Yeah, what about them?

Well, I'm a little short on cash. Probably not a good idea to stop at an ATM, huh?

Kirby.

It's good to know some things never change.

How you holding up?

Well, my butt's getting sore.

You know, we could do this in two hours.

Yeah, we're gonna take it slow and easy and do it in three.

- Three. - Three.

Okay, Rafferty.

We got some company on our right flank.

Hey! Who's this jerk? Get him out of there!

Lieutenant, get rid of that van!

Maintain your speed, Jack.

Jesus!

Where the hell is he going?

You can't go that way. What do you want me to do?

Stay with him!

Stay with him!

Kirby, come in!

Hey, maybe you haven't noticed, but we happen to be going the wrong way!

I noticed, don't stop.

The shrink thinks I'm crazy.

Sir, behind us.

Jack, you got company.

Two bogies on my tail. Take us for a ride.

Hit it!

Jack! We got a freeloader!

Ah shit! Get him off!

Get him off! Quick!

Get close!

Stick your head out!

Come on!

Get in front of him!

All right!

Get in front of him! Go!

Hit the brakes!

What?

Hit the brakes!

Hit 'em!

Shit!

Shit! Jeez!

Get closer!

(Grunting) Ah!

Take off!

Shit!

- Jack, keep it straight! - I'm trying! I'm trying!

Hang on, Rafferty! Hang on!

If you still got your earpiece on, this guy on

the other side of the truck's got your number.

Rafferty, are you okay?

Rafferty, come in, buddy!

I'm coming right behind you, Jack!

Jack?

- Jack! - I'm busy, buddy, hang on!

I got trouble, buddy, big trouble.

Jack, get outta here.

I don't think I'll be making happy hour after all, buddy.

Get these fuckers.

Jack, get outta here right now!

No!

No!

Thanks.

Identify yourself.

Special Agent Rafferty, Secret Service.

Agent Comdor, Pleiades, the Association of Worlds, Federated Solar System.

So, you're the human responsible for my delirious ride.

Who'd you say you were again?

Agent Comdor.

You really must learn to listen more carefully.

Now, it is imperative that I return to the Phoenix

Corporation laboratory to complete my mission.

Hold it!

You're not going anywhere!

Please do not try to stop me. I must return to the portal.

Very well. You may accompany me.

Don't move!

You are making a critical mistake, Agent Rafferty of Secret Service.

I'll put a bullet in you if I have to.

Your methods are crude.

Effective, but crude.

They were Makabians.

Must I repeat myself? The Pleiades.

- That supposed to be a planet? - It is a star system.

We do not have time for this elementary conversation.

You're right, we don't, spaceman. Just keep walking.

General Greenboro, please.

Tell him it's Black Leader.

Yeah. General, it's Black Leader.

Give me a secure line.

Right away, sir.

Good God, Rafferty. What happened?

Transport was hit by terrorists, General.

The men are dead, sir, all of them.

They never knew what hit them.

All right, what about the payload?

Payload has been liberated and is with me.

Okay.

Rafferty, do you believe in aliens?

Aliens, sir?

After today, I'm about to believe anything.

Well, it's time to be open because that's what you got.

Where's the payload now?

Uh...

Payload, General?

He's eating.

This is a serious breach of security.

For God's sake, man, you got a Q45 in your custody

and you're letting everybody and his mother see it.

Well, uh, seems to be fitting in, General.

This is no joke, Rafferty.

All right, now you sit tight till I can get a security team there. Where are you?

Uh, corner of 6th and Main, General.

All right, you sit tight, you understand?

Yes, sir.

Hello, General.

What is this?

Good God, Rafferty! What happened?

My God.

You see, the Earth is way over here, and this is the Pleiades star system.

Many of your people refer to it as the Seven Sisters.

This planet is called Erra.

That planet's called Erra?

That's where I'm from.

That's where you're from.

What is that?

It's a holographic image of the sixth quadrant.

They were interested.

Party's over. Let's go.

You know what they'll do to me, don't you?

None of my business.

I can't say I care.

They'll dissect me in the name of science.

Cut me into little pieces so they can analyze my biological organisms.

You're welcome.

Did you get that money?

Oh, it was in this currency receptacle.

Give me that.

Here.

Your superiors no doubt informed you about me.

Said you're an alien.

Most humans would have displayed a predictable level of emotionality.

Yeah, well I'm not big on parades, Agent Comdor from Pleiades.

Got some backroom information on you.

You seem to know so much about us.

I was educated quite extensively on your civilization.

It was an integral part of my training.

Training?

Elite Galactic forces under the jurisdiction of the Association of Worlds.

Much like your government's deep black operations.

I'm a lot like you are, Agent Rafferty.

I come in the name of peace, brother.

Don't say you're like me. Cuz you're not.

Happy now?

The essential elements of a successful stakeout two partners share.

Let's get one thing clear.

This is not a stakeout and I am not, not your partner.

All right.

Since you know so much, who are they and what do they want?

They want me.

The Makabians are a warring race from the Orion star constellation.

We, the Pleiadians, we honor all life.

So allowing them into our society was not viewed as a threat.

Until we discovered their agenda.

In mass, they attempted to conquer our planet, bringing

with them their powerful weapons of destruction.

Our peaceful citizens had to fight to defend their very homes.

Many were slaughtered, my family,

my mate.

But we prevailed.

They've conquered four planets that we know of.

Yours was to be the fifth.

Estimated time of vanquish, one Earth year.

One year?

Their first strike strategy is elusive.

They make an agreement with your leaders, and then they bring in their troops

through a dimensional gateway they've constructed with the help of your military.

Look, if this is such a big deal,

why'd they only send one man?

Well, we adhere strictly to a non-interference code.

My mission here is to simply destroy the gateway.

And if possible, return home.

Just when I thought I heard about everything.

Go.

Get behind the car!

Give me a weapon!

No!

There are too many of them!

You must trust me!

Hey! Careful with that!

Primitive.

You're alive.

Thanks.

You are welcome.

Last time I saw that, I lost a senator.

Please, do not associate me with them because of it.

We'll get you out of here.

Welcome to the third annual Q-Con Expo.

Just a few of our highlighted speakers today are Monica Williams will

be lecturing about cattle mutilations in the main auditorium at 2:00.

Gary Hamilton, Underground Alien Bases on the Moon in the Casa Rosa Room.

Ray Lumier on DNA Light Transformation in the Garden Room.

And the book signing with Branton Paul of his book about the legendary Men in Black.

Transmission network accomplished, Mr. Forrester.

- Hey, you can't just put him here! - Here, hold him.

Hey! Who is this guy?

It's all right, I called him.

You can't just put this guy here while I'm doing business.

You're into the alien thing, right?

That depends, what do you got?

Got a live one.

Look, I need to see those pictures.

Drew Bennington, please. Agent Rafferty.

Drew, it's Rafferty. Look, we need to meet. We need to talk right now.

Give me a place.

No. No, no, no, that's too far.

Right, I know where that's at.

Yeah. 20 minutes. You got it.

He doesn't look like an ET.

Yeah, well looks can be deceiving.

He's the real deal, trust me.

Wow.

Where's he from?

He's from outer space, you idiot.

There's zillions of planets in outer space, which one?

From some place called Pleiades, it's a star system.

- Wow! - Yes!

What's this all about?

We're in a military escort. He's in my supervision.

We were attacked. Saved my life.

I need to see those photos.

Don't give him any info. He works for the

government, for crying out loud. It's a trick!

Well, we don't know that for sure. Maybe we should give him a chance.

Maybe? I thought you were someone who cared.

I am somebody who cares! They blew up our office and they tried to kill us!

I'm just a little shaken up.

I need to see those photos.

Please.

It's a man with no face.

I think they're MIBs.

MIBs? Who are they?

It's a file of all UFO witnesses, all threatened by MIBs after a sighting.

These look like the guys who've been chasing us.

What I want to know is why they whacked Senator Rawlings.

Rawlings was the head of some top-secret appropriations committee. He

was getting these death threats, and we didn't know who from until now.

Comdor, that's his name, says that there's this interdimensional portal

being built with the help of the military at the Phoenix Corporation.

He also says that the MiIBs, an army of them,

are going to be coming through it shortly.

Where the hell did he go?

There he is.

Excuse me. Excuse me, please.

Hey.

Hey, we gotta go.

Now.

Now!

Vortex activation T-minus 6 hours.

Final vortex activation sequence T-minus 5 hours, 42 minutes.

Rafferty?

Who's this man named Drew?

Only friend I got left.

Getting too old for this crap.

42,

What?

Your age.

I'm 40.

42 in February.

I'm 40.

How'd you know that?

Never mind.

How old are you?

370...

370.

Yeah, right.

No, really. I didn't reach puberty until I was 70.

How boring.

Comdor.

- What's, uh, life like up on... - Erra?

Erra.

There are many similarities to your planet, though our oxygen level is much higher.

Our vegetation is tropical and flourishes readily.

We do not permit industry to release toxic

waste into the atmosphere and water resources.

Protecting our environment is an extremely high priority on Era.

Our energy systems are clean.

Crime is nonexistent.

Sounds too good to be true.

Perhaps you would like to visit someday.

Yeah, sure.

But, uh, if you blow up this portal, how are you planning on getting back?

If my timing is precise, this device will open a gateway allowing me to return.

If I fail, I am to remain here.

With you.

It is 1400 hours.

Precisely.

Thank you.

You are welcome.

Wait here, I'll be right back.

Word is you're a loose cannon, Rafferty.

I was set up, Drew.

By Greenboro, so I'm gonna need a lifeguard on this one.

It's best you come in and talk your way out of this.

Every time I make a call, I got guys in black up my ass.

You gotta know something, Drew.

Tell me what's going down.

You are, Rafferty.

Rafferty!

Comdor!

Want to get me down?

Thanks.

A lot.

You're welcome. We must go!

Go!

Go!

Take it, take it!

- I got an idea. - Wait a minute.

Ready? Go!

Good idea.

Let's get out of here, come on!

Rafferty?

I am curious. When does justice mandate stealing transportation?

I'm not stealing it. Just borrowing it.

Hello.

Is this Rawlings?

Yes.

Major Rafferty, I'm with the Secret Service.

I was with your husband the night...

I know who you are.

Come in.

Thank you.

I'm sure you did your best.

The Secret Service trains its people well.

Thank you.

So, what can I do for you?

Mrs. Rawlings, the night that your husband was... the night that he passed on,

he said something to me. He said,

"My wife... save..."

Does that mean something to you?

He... probably meant the safe.

I found the key on the dresser.

I've never opened it.

I don't want to know.

There's a VCR in the van.

We don't know much about them, other than what they've told us.

They call themselves Makabians from the Black League of Orion.

We've confiscated their weapons and one of their ships.

We know they have another somewhere.

They say they come in peace.

There are those of us here who don't trust them.

I don't.

Their leader, Lekin, he keeps talking about an interdimensional

portal that is supposed to connect our two worlds.

We don't know how it works. Not yet.

We'll have to keep assuaging them until we can control their technology.

We have no other alternative.

I pray to God we're doing the right thing.

Good night, and God bless America.

When you are afraid of something, it is for a reason.

It means there is a barrier to be overcome.

A lesson to be learned.

Instead of turning away from it, embrace it.

Don't be afraid of your fear.

Use it as a tool, and always welcome change.

Mr. Comdor is a fascinating man.

He's an alien, Mrs. Rawlings.

An enlightened one at that.

Yes. Uh, if you'll excuse us, ma'am.

Good day, fine lady.

They need titanium and uranium for their weapons, water and

bio-organisms for sustenance, which may include human life forms.

Now they eat people too?

There are five original Makabians. The rest are just soldier clones.

Clones?

What did our side have to say to that when you told them?

Discussions were not held.

I am certain the lure of Makabian technology had

a lot to do with their decision-making process.

Um, Rafferty, you do not wear a marital ring icon.

You never speak of your wife and child.

I deduce you're separated.

It's called divorce.

Like I said before, mind your own damn business.

Do you miss them?

I don't want to talk about it.

Perhaps that is your problem.

What the hell do you know about my problems, huh?

You wanna know what my problem is? I lost four

good men and a senator to those sons of bitches!

I don't know what's real and what's not real unless I see green blood!

I'm alone!

Nowhere man!

It wasn't supposed to be like this.

Rafferty?

Uh...

Chuck?

Hi, Dad!

Hey, Bobby.

How you doing, guy? "Good."

Who's that?

Oh, uh, I am Comdor.

Very impressive weapon.

Thank you. It's Cybertracker laser gun.

Really?

May I handle it?

Sure.

- Hello. - Hello.

Who's that?

Work.

Can I come in?

Yeah.

Has anybody been by the house?

No.

Are you in trouble, Chuck?

I'll be all right.

Oh.

So you bring it home with you just like the old days.

Nobody followed us, Joan, and I'm not gonna be here that long.

Hm.

Just wanted to... What?

I miss Bobby.

I don't like him growing up not knowing who I am.

Just thought that maybe we could give it another chance.

I'm already dating someone else.

Who?

Doesn't matter.

Yeah, you're right. Doesn't matter.

I still love you.

Chuck? I'm sorry.

Bobby, look at her.

Shh!

Uh-oh!

Oh! Whoa!

I come to wipe you out!

Oh, yeah!

Look what threw there that time, didn't it?

Is there something wrong, Comdor?

Senator Maxwell announced earlier today the Appropriations Committee has given the

go-ahead to fund Phoenix Corporation's

Operation Time Space program with $4 billion.

All we know for sure about this covert operation is that its

purpose is to search for intelligent life in outer space.

Protesters are picketing the steps of the federal building, arguing

that these monies spent should be voted on by public opinion.

And now, back to you, Steve.

Thank you, John.

A five-year attempt to clean up tap water in homes from

South Los Angeles to Pacific Palisades has hit a bottle...

Bobby, there are so many things that we could

play besides war games and pretend Killing.

There's books and art, science and music.

There are so many things.

It's boring.

Boring?

Uh-huh.

Are you kidding?

Look around.

This garden, it's beautiful.

Itis?

Hey, sport, come here.

I always wanted to meet an ET. Thanks, Dad.

Sure, no problem.

Bobby, uh, I know I haven't been around much,

but right now things between your mom and me...

You don't have to say it.

Thanks.

But you watch. Things between you and me, they're gonna get a lot better. Promise.

I love you, Bobby.

We're here with Sarah Johnson of the UFO Times.

Sarah, tell us why you're picketing the steps of the federal building.

We're making a statement not just for the people

of the United States, but for the entire planet.

We know that the government has been hiding UFOs from the public eye. Under the

Freedom of Information Act, important details have been deliberately withheld.

Five million people a year abducted.

We don't need to spend billions of our tax

dollars on something that we already know exists.

Where's Sarah?

She's being interviewed.

You see General Greensboro?

No, he's inside.

It's close enough, General.

Good job, Agent Rafferty.

You can turn them over to us.

Answer me this and be brief, General.

Where in Alaska did we go fishing?

Lake Clark.

How many fish did we catch?

Three dozen.

What's come over you?

That's the story we told.

Fact is, we got so drunk, we never made it to the dock.

I'm going to get the car.

Get down!

Get down!

Get down!

Comdor!

Comdor!

Come on, come on, hurry!

Shit!

Neutralize object check.

All clear check.

We are clear for particle acceleration.

We'll activate in 5 minutes.

Which way to dispatch?

Down to the left.

Thank you.

Okay, all right.

All clear.

Attention, all personnel.

We are in red light status.

Repeat.

Reset electromagnetic transducer.

Electromagnetic transducer pods reset.

Entering red light status.

Bring up sighting wave generators.

Generator sequence initiated maximum frequency in 30 seconds.

Initiate final sequence.

Red light status.

Clear portal ramp.

Vortex activation in 20 seconds.

Open shield plates.

Activate element 115 accelerator.

We are clear for particle acceleration.

Okay.

Enough C4 to blow up a city block.

Plus, guns of your choosing.

All right, we'll take it from here.

We're going with you.

Why are you doing this?

Cuz every one of us is tired of being lied to.

We suffered to discover the truth.

We know the score and they make us look like idiots.

That's right. People deserve to know the truth, Rafferty.

Do you know how to use that?

Yeah. Point, shoot.

I can do this, no problem.

Just pull the trigger.

All right.

Let's go.

Wow, she is rather attractive.

For the human species.

Yes, she is.

All personnel, clear the portal ramp.

Repeat, clear the portal ramp.

Vortex activation.

10

Nine.

Repeat.

Seven.

Six.

Five.

Four.

Timespace gateway complete.

We have interdimensional contact.

I'll take over from here.

That's absurd. You can't do that. You need us.

Au contraire, doctor.

Let's go.

Come on.

You bastard. I knew we couldn't trust you.

That's the one thing about you humans.

Your hindsight is always the clearest.

We're going to shut this down.

They're coming.

It's them.

Miriam!

Security breach sub level four.

Security breach sub level four.

Comdor!

Security breach sub level four.

Security breach.

Comdor.

You go ahead.

I'll stay with them.

No, no, no. It's all right. Go ahead. We'll be okay.

You be careful.

You too.

All right guys. I'll take the side.

Right.

Rafferty!

You go high and I'll meet you around the other side.

Okay.

You all right?

All right? Yes.

Wait.

That's why we have this.

Let's go.

- The Makabians... - It's time for you to go home.

What do you mean?

We'll take care of them. You get in the portal and I'll blow it.

Go on.

Cover me.

Thank you, Rafferty.

You are welcome.

Makevian!

Kane Dick Vatum!

Comdor.

Dre Kra.

Good enough for government work.

No.

It's, it's red.

We are related.

More than you think.

Prosper in the light, my friend.

And be good to your fellow man.

In the name of peace, brother.

Let's finish this job.

Okay.

Okay, we opened the catch, we reach back and we cast it out.

Woo!

That's it.

Good job.

All right.

Wait, we got to lock it off.

It's one of those old reels.

Needs a little oil.

Dad?

Yeah.

Whatever happened to Comdor?

Oh, he had to go back home, son.

Will I ever see him again?

I don't know.

But in a way it'll be like he never left.

He was cool.

Yeah, he was, wasn't he?

He's a good friend, huh?

I think I got one.

You do?

Come on, bring it in.

Look at that.

Put it, bring it in. Come on. Come on.

Come on.

It's huge!

All right.

All right, all right.