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(Alien speak) - (Alien speak)

I've been waiting to hear that you persuaded

David-Oosha to join my cause.

I trust you were successful?

Dr. Lears' methods proved inadequate.

We've taken over, but don't worry. The boy won't be a problem.

Waste no more time. The "Boy" is the son of Cale-Oosha!

He's a danger to me by his mere existance.

My nephew must be loyal to me, or he must be dead!

There is no alternative. - Yes, Dragit.

Now I have good news for you.

Our Moon base reports they are ready to

resume the meteor attack on Earth.

Excellent, sir!

We will wipe out their Early Warning Radar System.

And then their power grids. And after that

the destruction of their cities.

If all goes well, America will

be incapable of resisting The Invasion.

Brilliant! When is the first strike?

As we speak.

"Everything was coming into focus". "I knew who the enemy was".

"And for the first time, I knew who my friends were too".

Uh oh!. - I got it.

Stand down Sargeant! - Sorry sir, I can't let you pass.

Sargeant, I'm under orders from the President.

I was told you'd say that sir, I was ordered to disregard it.

I hope we don't have to get into a "Ranking Contest" over this, Sergeant.

Excuse me. Soldier, would you look me in the eye?

Excuse me? - I give you greetings.

Lets go!

Sir; Stark took out the guards we put on his helicopter.

He took off about 12 minutes ago.

What? Intercept him, shoot him down if he won't comply.

Ladies and Gentlemen. The First Lady of the United States;

Mrs. Karen McCallister.

As you all know, tomorrow is an historic day.

The USS Intrepid will begin the countdown for return

to sub orbital flight.

From Cape Kennedy to Edwards Air Base.

This new generation of "Super Space Shuttle",

is fully automated, capable of

taking off under her own power.

What do you think Blue? Ain't that somethin?

The Astronauts tell me, anyone who can drive a car,

can fly the new Shuttle.

And there's less traffic up there. - Ha ha ha!

"Anybody can fly 'er"! I wonder?

So it is with great pleasure and pride,

that tonight, I dedicate the USS Intrepid.

May she fly in peace for all Mankind.

You're staring at me, Sergeant!

You realize we just flushed our careers down the toilet.

Yeah, but the President'll clear that up.

If he believes us. - You guys have really made a gamble.

How can I thank you? - Its no big deal.

Good evening, Office of the President. Hi Lieutenant, is my guy handy?

One moment, ma'am. First Lady calling, sir.

Hi, Honey! You look real good.

Oh, it's spectacular tonight! Everything you said it was.

Did you know they're planning to take ordinary

people into space in a few years?

Ah, yes Dear. Believe it or not, they briefed me on that.

How long are you going to be at Camp David?

I don't know. Some funny things have been happening.

Anything serious? - Hun, I gotta break off now.

OK. I understand. - You always do, thanks.

Mr. President, you better read this, sir.

A direct meteor hit on Point Barlow!

It's almost like someone aimed it - Nobody could aim a meteor.

Sir, I'm beginning to wonder. - Haaa, alert the Joint Chiefs of Staff.

I want to know what's going on here.

Uh oh! Boggie at five o'clock high!

Within range, sir. - We can't outrun them.

I know.

Defence 6, this is Army 3-0. Come in please.

We're okay, that's MacDowell. - Yo Mac, this is Phil. Whats up?

I think you know, sir. I've got orders to escort you back to base.

From General Gordon? - That's a "Roger".

I want you to disregard those orders.

You know I can't do that! - We go back a long ways, Mac!

I know we do. - I give you my personal word that the President

has ordered me to Camp David.

That may be true Phil, but now all bets are off.

I don't like it, but you have to turn back.

Just keep going, Sergeant. - They're not turning, sir.

Phil, I mean it! I have orders to

shoot you down, if you don't turn back.

Don't make me do it! - No response, sir.

Lock and load!

They've locked on. - Listen to me, Mac;

Gordan's not what he seems to be.

He is a serious threat to the President, and the country.

Now I've got to get to Camp David.

I'm sorry Phil, I don't have any choice.

That's never true. Ah, y...you could have a little engine trouble.

You trained me better than that.

Talk's over! I will fire in ten seconds.

Mac... - 10...

9... 8... 7...

What are you doing? - I'm trying to pop a rivet.

- What? - 6 ... 5 ...

4... 3... 2...

What the...

Malfunction! Malfunction!

Command 1; this is Army 3-0.

I have rotor trouble. Returning to base.

Golf course at three o'clock, if you need it Mac.

Exactly how did you do that? - Just trying to be helpful.

Well, don't open the champagne just yet. I have a feeling

we're not going to be welcome at Camp David.

Well, if we can't get in the front door, we'll just have to go around back.

I used to work Security here.

Is that electrified? - It used to be.

The Lawyers made 'em turn it off. "Liability exposure".

Goggles.

Those beams are sensors. Interupt one, and all hell breaks loose.

This is General Gorden. Any signs of Major Stark's party?

Ah, no, sir. - Good. Stay on alert!

This one.

Mirror. I don't remember if

it's right to left, or left to right.

What's the difference? - If he holds the mirror

on the wrong side, the alarm'll go of. - Oh, yeah.

Now, you hold it for me.

With all due respect, sir; but you need to go on a diet.

Where to? - This way.

Wait a minute.

Is that your General Gordon? - Yeah.

He's the one who led the attack on Maple Island.

I knew it! - That S.O.B. tried to kill us!

This is getting very personal.

Oh man! How do we get to the President now?

I want to emphasize this; these people are a major security threat!

They are well-trained, armed and dangerous.

Find them! If they resist; kill them!

Am I perfectly clear? - Sir, yes sir!

Everything okay? - Yes, I'm fine. - Good.

I got to check on some things in my office. I'll be right back.

Whoa! Hold it right there. Phil?

I can explain everything Mr. President, but you've got to hear us out.

Us? - Please sir, you have to listen.

The Hell I do! - Don't press that!

Sir, the survival of our world is at stake!

That's a pretty melodramatic thing to say, Phil.

It's the truth! Excuse me, Mr. President,

b...but it is true! - Who the hell are you?

David Carter, sir. - Oh, David Carter!

Haa, well you don't look too dangerous to me. - No, sir.

All right, I'll listen. But it better be good.

First, sir; here is MI-8284.

Did you read the copy I gave you? - Ahh, no.

It contains evidence of alien infiltration

throughout our command structure.

Go on. - Do you know anything about

a huge underground facility at Charles Air Force Base?

The base that was destroyed? Does that have something to do with this?

Yes, sir. L...let me start by saying

that we can prove what I'm going to tell you. - I'll be the judge of that.

Sir, the United States is in imminent danger of

an invasion from a planet outside our solar system.

I'm listening...

General Gordon's office. - Any problems?

No General, he's meeting right now with the Joint Chiefs of Staff.

Very good! - Not good general. - Why?

He was very disturbed that you weren't here.

Tell the President I'm very sorry. - Yes, sir.

...and I didn't know any of this u...until Rafe told me. - Fascinating!

Oh, er...excuse me Mr. President, I didn't....I didn't....

Obviously you were misinformed. - Yes, sir.

See that no one else disturbs me. - Yes, sir!

Sorry about that. - I know we're asking you to believe a lot sir, but...

A lot? That's something of an understatement, Phil.

It's the part about these aliens masquerading,

in the armed forces that I find hardest to swallow.

Mr. President, I'm sure an analysis of General

Gordon's DNA will prove we're right.

Sergeant, do you seriously want me to demand a blood sample

from a general of the United States Air Force?

Yes sir, I do. - Well, ha ha ha...

Gordon, nice of you to drop in.

We were just talking about you. - Ahh, yes...

Major Stark and the elusive David Carter.

Sir, here is the enemy! Let me arrest him.

I can't do that Major! You see ...

He's my Commanding Officer.

No!

Shut that damn thing off!

I want them shot on sight!

Stay here.

Are you gonna be alright?

Yes sir, I just...I just need a moment.

I will get them for you! - No, no, no. You've got to rest.

I need you...fully restored.

Keep your eyes open, men. Don't miss a thing.

What's that?

That son of a...stole my helicopter.

Ah, we missed something; the President's "Chopper" wasn't there.

Then, who was that thing?

Rafe told me something about these metamorphs

from the planet Kaon. Maybe that's one of them.

So we're entirely on our own. There's no way the three of us can

destroy a base on the dark side of the Moon.

Maybe. - Qinton radar station up ahead Sir.

Stay low, or they'll spot us.

Look!

"Now, more than ever, Dragits' invasion of America seemed certain".

"We had to find a way to stop it".

"But how"?

People, I've got an idea.