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- Previously
on "Project Blue Book"...

- You're only here
because we need your help.

If you could write down
a couple of names

of people that can
vouch for your answers,

we can all go our merry way.

Till we find Rizzuto,
I'll have her followed.

- Where do you work?
Never asked you that.

It's a boring secretarial job.

You won't lose any points.
Don't worry.

- Keep your distance.
- Susie.

"When they were done staging
the photos for the press,

"the Air Force
had the debris shipped

from Fort Worth to Ohio."

- Our own backyard.

- If the government
is covering up

the existence
of flying saucers,

then you and I
are in the best position

to expose that truth.

Are you willing
to do that with me?

- This was a mistake.

We don't even know

who we're supposed
to be meeting right now.

- I understand
the need for secrecy.

- If you did,
you'd be more worried.

Mysterious man calls
the congressional switchboard

claiming to have
classified information

that points
to the existence of UFOs?

- He talked about wanting
to expose the truth.

We could use the help.

- Just don't forget,
the last guy we trusted

almost got us locked up.

- Oh, just, I remembered
I promised Joel

I'd bring him something back
from the Capitol.

- Well, grab him something
from the base.

He'll love it just as much.

Faye?
It's late.

What's this?

- A little thank-you
from the generals...and me.

- Well, what do you know?
"For your fine work in D.C."

- We all watched
the press conference on TV.

You're famous.

- Just what I've always wanted.

- Things are gonna be
different now.

- Not if I can help it,

which means
no overtime for you,

so thank you, Faye.

Have a good night.

- Yes, sir, Captain.
Professor.

- Night.

She is right, you know.
Things are gonna be different.

People know us now.

- Well, if they really knew us,

they would have bought bourbon
instead of champagne.

We have any flutes?

- Let me check.

All right.

Can I help you?

- It's okay.

I'm here 'cause
I need your help.

- So who are you?
- John.

I work on the base.

- Enlisted?

- No, Captain,
I'm not enlisted.

Officially...I don't exist.

- Okay, tell us
everything you know.

- Hangar 18.

That's what they call it,
but it's not really a hangar.

It looks like
a storage building.

The real lab
is six floors below.

That's where I work.
I'm a mechanical engineer.

When the Air Force hired me,
they told me

I was working
for something called

the Technical Air
Intelligence Unit.

I was supposed to be
analyzing, breaking down,

and reverse engineering
Soviet technology,

but the craft
we've been working on,

it's not Russian.

- And you believe this
is of extraterrestrial origin?

- The technology
on these things, it's...

it's beyond our capabilities,
way beyond.

- Things?
As in multiple craft?

- I can get you proof,
but I need

to give it to you
off the base.

- Why tell us this now?

- My brother died in the war,

so when I see these reports

about Russians
being responsible for UFOs,

it makes me think
that people here,

they wanna start another one.

You're the agency that wants
to expose the truth, right?

Through science?
Here's some.

I left an address
in there as well.

If you can meet me
off the base,

I can get you more proof then.

I'll meet you
at that address in two hours.

- I got it out.

- Son of a bitch.

This bastard
might be telling the truth.

I don't think he's coming.

- He's ten minutes late.

- Underground lab
at Wright-Patt,

reverse engineering UFOs--

you know how crazy that sounds.

- Would be ironic, though.

Traveling all around
in search of UFOs,

and it's right beneath our feet
this entire time.

He's here.

- Soldier?

- Sir, the generals need
to see you both right away.

- We had an incident
here last night.

An airman tried to take

highly classified material
off the base.

- Luckily our military police

intercepted him
before he could.

- After interviewing him,
we know

that he stopped by your office
and wanted to meet you tonight.

Do you know why he wanted
to meet you tonight?

- Sir, he said he had
a case for us.

- Which was?

- Sir, he said he'd rather
talk about it off base.

- Is there something else
we should know?

- Is there something else
we should know, Professor?

- Let's put it this way.

In the future,
if anyone from this base

comes to you with stories
of flying saucers

or any other fucking thing,
for that matter,

you're to run it through us.

Is that understood?

- Yes, General.

- Professor?

- Whatever you'd like.

- I'd like to feel
like you mean it,

because if you don't,
we have a problem.

- Project Blue Book?

Andrew Garner.
- Captain Michael Quinn.

- Allen Hynek.

- Sorry
for the cloak and dagger.

It's really
for both our benefits,

given all the prying eyes
in the city.

- Garner--how do I know
that name?

- Oh, I've been around
Washington a long time.

- Are you State Department,
Defense?

- I don't like to limit myself.

- Are you the man
I spoke to on the phone?

- Yes, although
I should have been more clear.

I'm here on behalf
of someone else.

- Who's that?
- Can't disclose that yet.

- What I can disclose
is that if you do what I say,

you will have
the chance to testify

at a public
congressional hearing

that will finally expose
the truth about flying saucers.

I represent someone
who believes, like you do,

that there's a conspiracy
going on

at the highest level
of the government

to cover up the existence
of extraterrestrial life.

And he thinks it could
not only cost us the Cold War

but our long-term security
as well.

- What do you want from us?

- I want you to know
you have a friend in Congress

willing to put
his neck out for you...

If you can deliver more proof
of a cover-up.

- Deliver proof?

What, you want us to spy
on our own government?

- Captain, were you aware
that two weeks

after your encounter in D.C.,
an Air Force pilot

chased a similar set of lights
in Tacoma, Washington?

Only when his plane
spun out of control,

he died.

That could have been you,

which means it's only
a matter of time

before it happens again.

And given the Cold War climate
right now,

all it will take is
for some trigger-happy general

to convince
a new administration

that it's Russians
tripping our radars,

and we're in the middle
of World War III.

Those are classified sightings

that didn't get reported
to Blue Book.

They are being held
as exhibit "A"

in the march to war.

- These all took place
at military bases.

- That's right.

- Where'd you get these files?

Gentlemen, the man I represent
thinks that exposing the truth

can bring this world together,

not pit us
against each other,

which means your work
has the chance

to not only save lives...

but change the course
of human history.

- That case
he was talking about--

radar echoes picked up
by McChord Air Force Base

were identical
to the ones in D.C.

Pilot who encountered them,
he radioed in a mayday call

before slamming into a mountain
at 750 miles an hour

with no attempt to eject.

- Let me see that.

- Captain Quinn, do you copy?

Do you copy?

It's taking control!

You shouldn't have kept these.

You don't know Washington
like I do, Doc.

We're being used.

- Support like this is exactly
what we need right now.

- You and I
have both seen firsthand

what happens to anyone
trying to come forward

with evidence of a cover-up.

- You just
don't trust politicians.

- Especially the ones
who don't show their face.

- You trust me, don't you?

- You're the only person
I trust right now.

We gotta tread carefully
with this one.

- You don't have to worry
about me, Captain.

I'm always on your side.

- I know you're listening.

This is your last chance
to speak to me.

- You need to come in
so we can help you, Mishka.

- Like how you tried
to help me last time?

- This is bigger than you now,
and you know that.

If their government
is following you--

- I know how to lose a tail.

I only came here
to get rid of evidence

so that you don't have to,
and then I'm gone.

- You went there hoping
you'd see him again

because you love him,
don't you?

That's always been
your problem.

Your loyalties shift
so easily, Mishka.

I've sent
our best men for you,

and you just left the base,
so you don't have a weap--

- It's locked?
- That's weird.

- Who are all these people?

- Excuse me?

Hello?

- Can I help you?

- You could step aside
and let us in.

- Who are you?

- I'm Captain Michael Quinn.
This is Dr. Allen Hynek.

We work here.
Who are you?

- Sergeant,
you can let them in.

Thank you.

Captain Quinn, Dr. Hynek.

- What's going on here?

- Special Agent Stevens,

Air Force Office
of Special Investigations.

- Faye?

- Come this way, please.

- We're almost done
interviewing her.

- What is happening here?

- Other offices associated

with this program
were burglarized.

Highly classified materials
have been stolen,

making this a matter
of national security.

Until we've completed
our investigation,

Blue Book is shut down
indefinitely.

- Hey.
- What's the latest?

- OSI is just getting started,
so nothing yet.

- They don't know
what's in the actual files.

- Not a clue.

- Well, I'm gonna go
get in a few rounds

and work off
some of this stress.

- Did you know the boys
were in D.C.?

Friend of mine
from the State Department

flagged it for me.

Saw them having a powwow
with Andrew Garner.

- Garner?

Do we know who he's working for
this time?

- New administration--
it's hard to tell.

Garner's covering his tracks,
which makes me

a little more suspicious.

- I think it's time we call in
that favor from Daniel,

see who the hell
Garner's representing.

- It's already done...

But you're not gonna like it.

- What do you mean?

- The CIA does things
a little bit

differently than you or I.

- Captain,
this is still a crime scene.

- It's also my office.

- No, actually,
it's my office now.

- So look,
what exactly was stolen

and from where?

- Highly sensitive files

from General Valentine
and General Harding.

Our concern is
that the burglary

may have expanded to include
these offices as well.

- When did this happen?

- The past 48 hours.

When's the last time either
of you set foot in this office?

- Monday.

Spent the last couple of days
in D.C.

- You can verify this?

- He just did,
because he was with me.

- Captain,
I'm sure you can appreciate

we have to investigate
every possible suspect.

- Course.
- Sir, we need you in here.

- I can assure you that we'll
get to the bottom of it.

Excuse me, gentlemen.

- You think that--

- Just take that
and get out of here.

I'll stick around and see
what I can find out.

- Hello?

- You and I
have both seen firsthand

what happens to anyone
trying to come forward

with evidence of a cover-up.

- Allen?

When did you get home?

- Few minutes ago.

Hi.
- Hey.

You okay?

- Yeah, I thought I saw
someone on the patio.

- Hello, Susie.
- There was someone outside?

- Oh, no, it was just
my imagination.

Is something going on?

- Cal came back.

- Her husband, Cal?

- You remember
how he hit her before?

She was really scared,
so she asked

if she could stay here
for a little while,

and I said yes.
- Does Quinn know?

- Captain.
- You all right?

- What did they tell you?

- They didn't tell me
everything, but I got the--

- I didn't do it.

- I never imagined
you would, Faye.

- I didn't tell them
anything either.

- Do you--

Do you know
who stole the files?

- Faye.

- I'm really scared.

- Well, I'm here now.

You have nothing
to worry about.

- I'm not worried
about me, Captain.

I'm worried about you.

- Here you go.

I made yours a double.

- Thank you,

but I should probably
keep a clear head right now.

- Somebody out there?

Do you know who that is?

- No, and I'm just
being paranoid.

I mean, Cal's crazy,

but he's not having people
follow me, right?

- Let's call the police
just to be sure.

- No, no, no,
that would be overreacting.

- Cal is dangerous.

I think it's better
to be safe than sorry.

- Well, you still
have your gun, right?

- Yeah, it's in the bedroom,

but I think we should
still call the police.

- I'm just going
to have this drink.

Please ignore me.
My mind's not working right.

- Joel's at a friend's house
right now.

I'm gonna call and make sure
he stays there.

I'll be right back, okay?

- Hello.

- Hi, this is Mimi Hynek.

I was wondering
if I could ask you a favor.

It's just a bit of a crazy day.

Thank you.

- Blueprints
of Wright-Patterson.

Valentine.

- Susie?

Susie?

- In here.

- Are you okay?

- I'll be out in a minute.

- Doc.

- Captain.
- Doc.

- I have to show you something.
- Is Mimi here?

- Yeah, somewhere.

Those files from Garner--

there's a picture in there
you have to see.

- Doc, I spoke with Faye.

Pretty sure I know who broke in
and stole the files now.

- And was it Garner?

- No.

Think it was your wife.

- I appreciate you arranging
this for us so quickly.

- No, you don't.

It's what we agreed to
after the Robinson Panel.

I owed you one
for all the trouble I caused.

- So how's this
supposed to work?

We're in a whorehouse.

- Yeah, well,
this is a drug

the agency has been
experimenting with in brothels

for about six months now.

We give that
to the ladies that work here,

they give it to their johns,
ask all sorts of questions,

and we watch.

- You watch, huh?

- Record the results
for research purposes.

- So what's in that stuff?

- Lysergic acid diethylamide,
LSD.

It has
hallucinogenic properties,

but we found success with it
as a truth serum.

Just gotta watch the dosage,
or some people,

they go
into a different dimension.

Now, Betty here will pour some
into Garner's drink

and get him to reveal the name

of the senator
he is working for.

- So who came up
with this experiment?

What a lovely voice.
Have we ever had the pleasure?

- She can hear us?

- Agent Banks,
please explain to your friends

that the mic works both ways

before they say something
they'll regret later.

Unless you need me
to follow more orders, sir.

I'm very good
at following orders.

- Look, if you don't want them
to hear you,

press this button here
and you have your own privacy.

- I've already
filled the dose.

Any last-minute instructions,
gentlemen?

He's on his way up.

- All right, just get the name
of the guy he works for

as quickly as you can
so we can get out of here.

- Yes, sir.

- And I'm gonna get out of here

'cause this situation
is too sensitive even for me.

- Mr. Garner.
- Hello there.

- Mm, hi.

- You know, this goes against
everything I believe in.

- You don't have to stay here
for this part.

I understand.
- Good luck.

- I've got your drink
all ready for you.

- Such service.
- Have a seat. Relax.

- Mwah.

Bottoms up.
- Cheers.

- What am I looking at here?

- Visitors log
from the base

the night the files
were stolen.

- Yeah, so Mimi signed in.
She's allowed on the base.

- Not anymore,
not since the Robertson Panel.

- Captain, have you any idea
how ridiculous this sounds?

- Faye was so convinced
it was Mimi

that she hid the visitors log
and didn't tell the agents.

Do you realize how much trouble
she'd get herself into

if she's hiding information

from Air Force
Special Investigations?

- Why would Mimi even wanna go
into the general's office?

- I don't know.

Maybe someone told her to--
told her what to look for.

- And you think it was me.

- Well, I'm just thinking.

How would she even know
where to look?

And more importantly,
why would she bother?

- She wouldn't!

- Okay.

Well, that's why I'm here, to
ask her that question myself.

- Why are you already treating
her and me like we're guilty?

What happened to me being

the only person in the world
that you trusted?

- Because, Doc, it occurred
to me on the way over here

that you've actually
done things like this before.

Sneaking past security
at White Forest

to steal
sensitive material.

And that film at Roswell?

It's not as if
you never lied to me.

- What's going on?

- Mimi, I need to talk to you.

- We need to talk to you,
actually.

- Michael.

- Susie.

- What are you doing here?

- I, uh--

Doc!

Open the door.
- Why did you lock that?

- Okay, Mimi,
I need to ask you a question,

and I need you to tell me
the truth right now.

- Doc.

- Did you sneak into
Blue Book the other day...

- Mimi.

- And steal sensitive material
from the general's office?

- I need to speak
with you both.

Open the door.

- Why are you here?
Did Mimi call you?

- No, no, no one called me.
I just came because...

What's wrong?

- I have to leave town
for good.

- I was gonna tell you,
but you were gone,

and I didn't wanna say it
over the phone.

- Mimi, why would you
do something like that?

Why?
- To protect us.

- You have to tell me
everything right now.

- When you were out of town
on one of your cases,

Evan showed up here,
and he had

some information
that was provocative.

- Provocative how?
- About Roswell.

After the wreckage
was sent to New Mexico,

it was flown here
to Wright-Patt.

I didn't give it
much thought at first,

but after
the Robertson Panel--

how they tried to destroy
your name and your career--

- Oh, Mimi.
- It wasn't right, Allen.

You worked so hard
your whole life

just to have the government

discredit
everything you've done?

I thought
if I could just make sure

you were never put
in that position again--

- So you planned this?

I thought if I could bring

part of that wreckage...
anything.

And then I found this.

It's from
the general's office.

- Oh, my God.

I know what this is.

- What are you talking about?
What do you mean leave?

- I don't know what to say.

- You can talk to me.
It's okay.

You can tell me anything.

Tell me what it is.

- I just need you
to know that--

- Captain!

- Is that it?

You did--you stole it.

It's best
if we all go down together.

Just give me that file.
- No.

We need to look
at this together

before we make any decision.

- Michael, please.

- Look, whatever it is,
we'll deal with it, all right?

You don't worry about a thing.

Doc, let me see that.

Hangar 18, it exists?

- If what's in there
is to be believed,

that hangar contains
absolute proof

of extraterrestrial life

and the generals know
all about it.

It means John
was telling the truth.

- Who's John?

- Someone who used to work
in the base.

He came to us after D.C.

Wanted to expose
an Air Force program

to reverse engineer UFOs.

- You should not
be hearing this.

Can you give us a second?

- Susie.

- This is exactly
the kind of material

Garner was talking about.
- Doc, no.

- If we could expose this
at a congressional hearing or--

- We need
to turn these files in.

- No, you need to make
a choice first.

Either you agree to give
this material to Garner,

or you're going to have to hand
Mimi and me over to the OSI.

- Mimi, what was Allen
talking about?

Did you steal something?

- I did something bad--

something very, very bad,

and it could cost us
everything.

- Tell me what's happening.

I'm sure we could
figure it out.

- You don't understand.
I put my family in danger.

- Hey, I know how you feel,

but trust me when I say
there's always a way out.

- No, there isn't--

not this time.

- This must be it.

These are the pictures
taken by our source,

which means
they were meant for us.

The generals got it first.

It's real, Captain.

Hangar 18 is real.

- So how long does it take
for this shit to kick in?

- Daniel says about 30 minutes.

I think we're
just about there now.

- I feel really weird
all of a sudden.

- You're just relaxed.

Let's play a game.

20 questions--
you ever played that?

It's one of my favorites.

- Questions--

I have so many
questions now.

- I'll go first.

Who do you work for?

- Something's happening to me.

It's like suddenly
everything's connected.

We're not alone.

- Of course we are.

It's just us in here.

- No, it's not.

God is here.
- Okay, now you're scaring me.

- No, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no.

Don't be scared.

I'm gonna show you how
you can meet him right now.

- No, no, no, no, no, no,
Let go of me.

Let go of me!
- No, you understand.

- Shit.
- Hey, we need help in here!

- We can't be exposed here.

- We don't have a choice.
- Please let go of me!

- Hey!
- God.

- Let her go.

- It was way too big of a dose.
- You okay?

- Mm-hmm.

- Andrew, I need you
to listen to me.

We need to know who it is
that you're working for.

- It's you.

- Andrew,
who are you working for?

- He has a message for you,

but you have to be ready
to hear it.

Are you ready to hear from God?

I think you are.
I think you are.

- So if Garner
is true to his word,

all we have to do is confirm
that Hangar 18 exists.

Tell me it's not worth a look.

- Doc, look, we gave up
that ghost six months ago.

There's no logs
of civilian employees

that matched his description.

There's no suspicious buildings
with a bunker six floors below.

- You think the Air Force
is gonna have records

that we can just access?
It's a cover-up, remember?

- Yeah, well, maybe it never
existed in the first place.

- Or maybe we didn't try
hard enough the first time.

- I know she's here.
I want her.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa,
easy, mister.

- You have the wrong house.

- She's here.
- Who you lookin' for?

- Allen, I--
- Mimi, stay in the bedroom.

- No, come here.

Come here, or I shoot him.
- No, no.

- Get down there.

- Just take it easy with that.
What do you want?

- Susie?

- We don't know who that is.
- Is that so?

She been giving you
another name?

Her real name?
- Who the hell are you?

- Where is she?

- Over here.

- Call the police--now.

- Go, go, call.

- There's been a break-in.
He's been shot.

- You've been compromised,
and you can't go home.

- Susie, stay back.
- She won't.

She's trained
to finish the job.

- We don't speak Russian.

- She understands.

- He was talking to you.

- And you understand him.

Oh, my God.

Who are you...really?

That bug in our phone,
you put that there.

You've been lying to all of us
this whole time.

- What was he saying to you?

What did he tell you?

- He said,
"Tell them who you really are."

- You work for the Russians.

- You've been spying on me...

My family.

That first time we met--

- I had been planning that
for weeks, yes.

You understand
how valuable I am, right?

- Captain...
- Doc, just a second.

- The police are coming.

- Michael, no one else
has to know about us--

not if you turn me in
and do exactly as I say.

I can protect you.

- In the middle
of an OSI investigation?

With stolen files?
- I'll say it was all me.

I shot him.
I stole the files.

I will take the blame
for everything.

- No, no, no, no, no,

I'll still be accused
of colluding.

My career, everything...

Over.

- Captain.
- You have my word.

- Your word?

How am I supposed
to trust you now?

- What other choice
do you have?

- Captain, the police are here.

- I'm sorry.

- Police.

Police! Open up!

- Let 'em in.

- This way.

- Miss.

Well, we appreciate

all your help.
Thank you.

- You okay?
You need a break?

- No, no, I'm fine.

- Doc.

How you doin'?

- Honestly...
I'm not so sure.

- We're about done here.
I gotta get back to the base.

But I need that file.
- Oh, yeah, of course.

- Just so we're clear,
Susie's the one who took this.

- That's what
we're all saying, yes.

- Good.
- What about Faye?

- She never knew anything
for sure.

I'll just tell her
our version of events.

- Okay.

- We'll get through this, Doc.

- Long as
we're all together.

- All there?
- Yeah, as far as I can tell.

I'm sure she photographed
the whole goddamn thing.

- Mm.

Well, if the Soviets wanted
to know about our program,

they sure as shit will get
a good look at it now.

You know, your instincts
about Susie were spot-on.

But Quinn--what are we gonna do
about that?

- Well, if you're asking me
if he was a traitor,

I'd be inclined to say no,

but he sure as hell was sloppy.

We'll get to the bottom
of how much in the coming days.

Go home, Jim.
- Mm.

- Get some rest.

This is far from over.

- Project Blue Book.

- Professor, this is
Senator John F. Kennedy.

How are you today?

- Senator Kennedy, hello.
I'm fine, sir.

Thank you.
How are you?

- Is Captain Quinn with you?
- Yes, sir, right here.

- Captain, I've been eager
to introduce myself,

given the great work
your program has been doing.

- Why, thank you, Senator.

- D.C. especially
could have been disastrous.

What were
those lights again, Doctor?

- Temperature inversions.

- Temperature inversions, yes.

And that's what you saw up
there in that plane, Captain.

- Yes, sir.

- So...now both of you
are lying to me.

I'm not sure
if you were aware,

but Secretary Fairchild
was a friend of mine.

Considered me
a protégé of sorts, actually,

so he shared
a lot of secrets with me...

Including...

On his last night in D.C.

- He told you about the film?

- That's right.

- What else did he say?

- That he trusted you and he
believed in the sightings,

as I'm guessing you do as well.

- Well, Captain Quinn and I,
we believe

that until
we have real answers,

science and observation
are the best way forward.

- I couldn't agree more.
Gentlemen, thank you.

Hopefully we'll be in touch
before long.

- Thank you, Senator.
- Thank you, Senator.

- What do you make of that?

- I wonder if we just found out
who Garner's working for.

- Mail's here
- Thank you, Faye.

- So let's say Garner
is working for Kennedy.

Where is Kennedy getting
his information from?

And I wonder how much more
he knows that we don't.

What's that?

- "Blue Book, this is John.

"It's been six months,
but I managed to get you

the proof
that you were looking for."

- John--Hangar 18?

- Officially...I don't exist.

- I thought the generals
got to him.

- Apparently not.

"Use this key
to see for yourselves."

- Come in.

Have a seat.

- You have fun last night?

- Nope, but I did learn
a few things.

Oh, yeah? What's that?

- Sometimes the information
that you're looking for

comes from
the most unexpected place.

- So how did it go with Garner?

- We got our name.

I don't know if we can
do anything with it yet.

He's a bit untouchable.

When it comes to the CIA,
no one's untouchable.

- Did you bring it?

- I did.

Yeah, what got you
so interested

in taking a trip, General?

You just seem to strike me
as a pretty straitlaced guy.

- Let's just say
I've been struggling

with my faith lately,
and I've been hoping

to find someone who could
explain a few things

that have been on my mind.

- They've cleaned house.

- Wondering if there was ever
anything here to begin with.

- Maybe the generals
set us up...

To see what we'd do.

- If that's the case,

we've never been
in more trouble.

- So what's our next move?

- I don't know, Doc.

Really don't know.

Three, one, five, four, five,

six, five, three, nine.