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Sighting-radius, vector 1096.

Alter course four decimal three one degrees.

Conferm bearings.

109 and 6 decimals.

Orbital altitude 306,2 miles.

Vostock ll, launched June 13, 1985.

Fire limpet.

Limpet attached. Moving away.

Stand by.

Activate

- Positive, sir. - Resume course.

Confirmed sighting at radius vector 1520.

- There she is. - Position and data correct.

Log and resume course.

Apollo 8, December 21 , 1968.

What we say goes no further than this room, OK?

So let's get down to the infighting.

You have been a thorn in my side for years, Straker.

Consistentely excessive demands for the diversion of resources

to your organisation. But a total clearance of programme?

- Right. - While l'm running this commission,

l'll fight you on this issue every inch of the way.

- You've been practising. - What are you working on?

One of Straker's projects.

- lt's a beautification campaign. - l won't deny you could use it.

No, space junk. Straker wants it all cleared.

The Astrophysical Commission takes care of any space junk,

Anything with hazard potential.

Straker thinks it could be used by the aliens to crack our defences.

the aliens to crack our defences. He may be on to something.

lf your report shows it's possible, the junk gets cleared.

- What's the problem? - James L. Henderson!

Cost! Time! Personnel! Resources!

You want reasons why not? l can give you a hundred.

Listen, Henderson, every item of space junk could be cleared in

in weeks if the Commission gave its full support.

As for the cost, it would be high, but safety factors alone

- would justify it. - Safety factors?

Yes, my organisation uses space more than any other.

My pilots take more risk in a month than...

My men do in a year?

No, we'd need facts, Straker. Details, statistics.

- You don't have them. - Don't l...?

- Of course you don't. - l have my report.

- Your report! - You promised not to decide

until my report was considered.

And l won't.

However, l confess l don't think it will have much influence.

Then that must be because you've swung them against it.

We've completed the annual clearing of all dangerous space junk.

The cost was more than double last year's.

And worth every penny.

Do you realise what a full clearance programme would cost?

l'm not gonna swap dollar signs with you. Lives are at stake.

l want that junk cleared!

Every last piece.

- So where is he? - On his way, sir.

Commander Straker.

- Freeman. - l want that clearance report.

- There's data still missing. - l don't care what's missing.

Looks like Henderson's Commission have already decided against it.

- We have to convince them. - Give me 24 hours.

- lt can't make any difference to you. - l want that report, Alec.

l don't care what shape it's in.

Shado lunar module 32 clear for takeoff at 14:21 , 34.

- Stand by. - Roger, Moonbase.

- Conferm TRT - Affirmative.

Trans-Earth Trajectory green.

Lift off, 32

Check delta coordinates.

Coordinates correct, sir.

Earth orbit insertion, 2 hours, 13 minutes, 8 seconds.

Contact Shado HQ and Moonbase.

Them we're going for ROl in... 43 minutes, 29 seconds.

32 reports Earth Orbit lnsertion at 13-08-21 , sir.

Contact SlD. Tracking procedure green. Has Shado HQ been alerted?

Yes, sir.

- So everything's fine? - Straker won't think so.

He's expecting you.

Re-entry angle 6 decimal fifty-eight degrees.

ROl, four minutes, 12 seconds.

Sighting, sir. At seven-zero-three-five.

That's behind us, sir. Confirm sighting.

Affirmative, sir, and it's closing in fast!

Contact Moonbase.

- 32 reports unidentified sighting. - Signal red alert.

What's happening? Angle increasing!

His angle of re-entry's too steep.

Tell him to correct angle of re-entry.

Loss of signal, sir!

Still increasing! Something's pulling us off course!

We've got to correct!

Pitch actuator, one-decimal-three. Burn!

Earth orbit insertion now.

No response. We're in trouble!

Look, Henderson, all l need is another 48 hours.

- Another 48 hours? - Yes!

l can have a summary of the report on your desk by then.

l can't hold up the commission any longer.

Let me tell them that you decided to withdraw your proposal.

lt'd get you off the hook.

l'll hold you to your word.

Consider my report before deciding about the clearance.

All right, l think l'm reading you.

You want an alibi for that pilot of your's who died.

You want to blame it on uncleared junk.

- l want your word, Henderson. - On one condition.

You consider your spacecraft was in a collision with space junk?

- lt's a possibility. - Hmm. A possibility... yes.

So suspend all lunar flights until we've investigated the...incident.

- You realise what you're doing? - Yes, l do.

l'm proving to the commission that your organisation at present

is an expensive and unworkable luxury.

Ahh, Miss Raland. Hard at it?

l'm always hard at it. Sometimes you notice.

- How did it go, sir? - Go?

You know the code word "Washington Square"?

Not without looking it up. lt's not a regular one.

- lt's one l thought we'd never use. - What does it mean, sir?

lt means shutdown. Cancel lunar flights.

Virtual isolation of Moonbase.

Shado Control to all units. "Washington Square."

l say again: Washington Square.

lmmediate compliance, Washington Square.

Colonel Foster, sorry to disturb you.

Code message from SHADO. Washington Square.

l'll check it right away.

- No need, it means shutdown. - What?

Mor specifically, a complete ban on all orbital flights.

- Colonel Freeman for you. - Put him on.

- Why the ban on flights? - Henderson.

- What about the report? - Forget it.

The commission'll believe we're blaming space junk for the crash

- When you think it was... - Maddox. Pilot error.

Take a rest, Alec. Enjoy the scenery.

- What's Straker going to do? - l don't know.

- He doesn't take things lying down. - You couldn't call it typical.

Then there's Maddox. What are we going to do about him?

What else can we do? Any pilot can make a mistake.

- And you're only allowed one. - Not Maddox.

- Anyone can make a mistake. - Maddox was too experienced!

All right, all right, what caused the re-entry error?

He reported an unidentified sighting just before loss of signal.

- But we didn't pick up anything - There must've been something.

Maybe space debris.

Maybe.

And we just sit back and do nothing?

No, We make sure it doesn't happen again.

Get me 32's electronic log.

- Captain Maddox's flight? - Yes.

What's going on here?

What the devil's going on? Who's in the module?

- Colonel Foster. - Why didn't you tell me?

- Any of you? - Colonel Foster's orders

On no account were we to tell you until takeoff was imminent.

And irreversible.

Paul, cut your motors.

l said, cut your motors.

- Paul, this won't help. - What won't?

Taking out a module. lf you're doing it for the reasons l think you are.

- l'm going to fly Maddox's course. - Under the same conditions.

- Yes. - You're crazy! What'll it prove?

For one thing, Maddox wasn't responsible for the loss of his ship.

Well, if you do make it, it won't mean much.

- Depends on how l get through. - And if you don't?

Then l don't.

Roger, three, Roger.

What is it?

- 29 calling Moonbase. - Everything under control?

So far.

ROl in two hours, 38 minutes, 22 seconds.

Roger. Have you contacted Straker?

No. But l have a feeling he'll be contacting me soon.

Sighting at... galactic latitude 43,1 7.

Longitude 14,53.

- That's Moonbase operations area. - Right. Call Commander Straker.

You'll turn back right now.

ROl in one hour precisely.

- l've gone too far for that. - You're right. Much too far.

- 29 to Moonbase. - Go ahead, 29.

Re-entry in 6 minutes, 9 seconds.

Roger.

- Moonbase. - Receiving, 29.

ROl in 4 minutes, 3 seconds.

Re-entry angle 5, 73 degrees. Confirm.

29, confirm re-entry angle.

Stay on 29!

29's re-entry angle, it's...

Paul, adjust re-entry angle.

Cut back to 5. You're far too shallow.

He'll bounce off earth's atmosphere out into space.

- Colonel Foster? - Foster here, happy to say.

Congratulations.

Don't let my delight blind you to the fact we have matters to discuss.

- Gone too far this time, Straker. - l don't see it that way.

- You authorised a lunar flight! - l authorised nothing.

Look, Straker, l don't want to argue.

- You're responsible. - l agree.

But Colonel Foster has proved that there's alien interference...

- Has he? - Yes.

- And l was almost killed doing it! - So you say.

Yes, l say!

My apologies.

Thank you.

lt's time we laid our cards on the table, Henderson.

All right. l'll tell you what l think of Foster's so-called proof.

You knew we would turn down your space junk clearance programme

so you instructed Foster to fly.

- Why? - Because you need evidence.

- Go on. - You rigged this information.

But you won't get away with it.

The Commission convenes in two days.

By the time l get through... you'll be out of a job.

ls that all?

l'll see you at the meeting.

lndeed you will, Commander.

Can he really do it?

Do what?

- Rase you out. - He can try.

What about our evidence? They've got to take notice of that.

Evidence! What's it going to look like when Henderson claims that

we manufactured it just to get a space clearance programme?

- But we're right! - Sometimes that's not quite enough.

- The tracking data's processed. - Anything?

- Not that we can see. - We should've picked up something.

There's nothing on Colonel Foster's log

except a record of manouvres.

Send it to Shado HQ.

- What do we do now? - Any suggestions?

- We can't just sit around. - l've solved many problems

by sitting around, Colonel. l suggest you try it sometime.

The report on Colonel Foster's flight has arrived

- And? - Nothing unusual, sir.

- So that leaves the MV3 detector. - They're processing the data now.

We haven't had much luck so far, maybe we're due for a break.

- The MV3 data, sir. - Ah, thank you.

Looks like an SPS rocket of some sort.

Like the limpet rockets used in debris destruction.

lt doesn't make sense.

Why would the aliens put this device into orbit?

Could be programmed to attack moon flights.

A blockade on Moonbase? Maybe...

Why hasn't our radar picked it up?

Space debris.

lt's based in one of those burnt-our rockets over there.

Assuming you're right, which one could it be?

Maddox and l flew practically identical paths...

it would have to be... one of these here...

or Apollo 8 here or B-47.

Four possibilities. l think we're on to something.

Thank should be OK.

- Freeman. - l have an assignment for you.

Launch the lnterceptors.

Mission: to destry four pieces of space junk.

- Control will relay the coordinates. - Space junk in Earth orbit?

- Right. Use all the interceptors. - All three?

l know, it'll leave Moonbase undefended..

Nevertheless, do it, Alec, at once.

You know what's going to happen when Henderson finds out?

Ah, yes. Henderson.

Go over and tell him, Colonel.

What? He'll go beserk!

Yes, take a nice, slow drive.

- Give me about half an hour. - l Hope you know what you're doing.

Control to lnterceptor Leader, steer course to earth orbit.

You will receive details from Earth Control. Out.

Miss Raland, when Henderson calls, tell him l'm unavailable.

- And when he arrives, sir. - Show him right in.

He's a very important man. Expect him at three o'clock.

l want to see Straker - immediately.

And l'm telling you, l won't take no for an answer.

Of course you may see him, he's expecting you.

- Go right in. - Thank you.

- Straker ! - Henderson, you're late.

Won't keep you a moment, studio business.

l think it's a great script, Mr. Steiner.

There we are. Cleared for shooting.

Thanks. You know, l like the way you operate.

- Thank you. - Some executives crawl over you.

Well, l can assure you you'll see very little of me.

And l'll give you a film the studio will be proud of. Thanks again.

Nice guy. Goodbye!

All right, Straker! You know l never touch them.

Voice identification.

- James Henderson. - ldentification positive.

l tried to call you. l was told you were not available.

- Were these your instructions? - Yes.

l see. A very high-handed attitude. One more question.

ls it true you ordered all three lnterceptors

to destroy certain items of space junk?

- Correct. - Do you realise what you've done?

- You tell me. - Defied the commission.

- And left Moonbase defenceless. - l realise the implications.

You'd better start packing, Straker. You're through!

- Not interested in my reasons? - No. Let's be kind.

Let's put it down to a mental abberation. The strain of command.

Get the lnterceptors back on Moon base while you can give orders.

- Sorry, Henderson. - Don't push your luck!

- lf Moonbase reports... - ...a UFO sighting?

Stick around. l'm expecting it.

Possible contact 248 016 red.

Contact confirmed. UFO 248 136 red.

Get me Shado HQ.

UFO maintaining course. 248 204 green.

- Get the termination. - Request trajectory termination.

Predicted termination 1 F 026 southern England.

Close enough. lts target is this studio.

- Keep visual contact on countdown. - Yes, sir.

- Order shutdown. - Shutdown.

Everything, VHF, radar, computers, complete radio silence.

As you said, l give the orders.

Complete shutdown. Do it!

Termination, 8 minutes, 4 seconds.

Straker, l'd like to talk to you in your office.

You too, Colonel.

Straker, l'm relieving you of your command.

You can't, you require the backing of the Commission.

- You think l won't get it? - Yes, but it takes time.

And this base it due to be attacked.

Colonel Foster, assume command.

- Colonel! - l take my orders from Straker.

Now, Henderson, you're going to listen.

The aliens put a satellite into earth orbit using space junk to cover.

Why? A blockade on Moonbase?

A logical reason, but obvious. Too obvious.

We would've located and destroyed it.

So it's a decoy, a red herring for something bigger.

An attack on this headquarters.

They hoped the satellite would draw lnterceptors from Moonbase.

And you fell into the trap!

l acted as if the plan had worked, yes!

lt would take a UFO of great power to destroy this underground base.

l didn't want that hanging over us.

All this does not explain the shutdown.

Why make it easy? The UFO is programmed onto our signals.

l don't buy it, Straker. l just hope you've guessed wrong.

Because it you're right we're about to be killed.

There's still time for you to leave.

- All right, we just sit here and wait. - For what?

A voice.

Moonbase to Shado. Come in Control.

lt's no use, sir, it's complete radio shutdown.

What the hell is Straker playing at?

Four minutes to termination.

Straker, contact the lnterceptors, there may be time.

No, they can't operate in the atmosphere

and the UFOs in the stratosphere.

Termination: one minute 20 seconds.

- We're sitting ducks. - Maybe.

- Yes? - Sky One has overflown the studio.

Thank you, Miss Raland. Switch everything on.

- And get me Captain Carlin. - Yes, sir.

- Nice timing, Captain. - Roger, Control.

Sky One to Moonbase, request UFO fix and attack coordinates.

Will relay direct to outward computer.

- Straker, the sly old... - Fox...?

45 seconds.

40 seconds.

35 seconds.

30 seconds.

Have visual contact. Going in for attack.

Sky One to Shado Control, UFO destroyed.

Colonel Foster, would you get this operation computerised

and we'll prepare it for the commission.

l guess l owe you an apology. You were right.

l'll recommend a complete clearance of space junk.

- Thank you. - Of course, it'll take time.

- The money has to be raised. - Call it the Maddox fund.

- Maddox? - The pilot who was killed.

Ah yes, Maddox.

lf only your hadn't been so sure you were right.

Like you?

l'll walk you to your car.