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It's a radar trace. Something right ahead in the coma of the comet.

Show me.

EGR is confirmed.

Looks good.

EGR is optimal, track three on three.

Roger.

What's the height of the thing?

I've got a vertical reading of two miles at least.

Ambient temperature, six degrees.

Iron less than 2%, traces of manganese, titanium...

Try and raise base.

Tell them we have an artificial object out here hidden in the...

Are you sure you want to say "hidden"?

Tell them it's located in the head of the comet.

Keep sending that until they acknowledge.

Use a secure downlink.

Sorry, Commander. Everything's being swamped by the coma winds.

We can't get anything back to base.

How long's the blackout period?

All the way.

What are you going to do?

We're going in.

We're only going to get one chance, Derebridge.

That thing won't be back for another 76 years,

and we'll both be dead.

We have to take a look now.

Shut down NERVA.

Shutting down.

Solar panels retracted.

Check. Give me a readout, Bob.

Oh, boy.

This is incredible.

I hope you can appreciate the scale of this in the video.

Roger. We're getting it. It's all on tape.

Well, here they are.

Churchill,

it looks like we found the occupants of the ship.

They look like bats.

Giant bats.

Churchill, there must be hundreds of them.

Thousands.

Dead, I hope.

It's completely desiccated.

- It crumbles. - Yes.

It would.

All the fluid's been lost to space over the years.

We'll bag this one. Take it with us.

We're deploying the specimen bag.

Jesus.

What the hell is that?

Commander?

The ship has just deployed a...

It looks like some sort of big structure that's just unfolding.

It's enormous.

God! What is it?

Churchill, this is Carlsen. What's happening out there?

The thing stopped opening.

The only way to describe it is, it's like a giant umbrella.

Good god, it's absolutely enormous.

What's it doing now?

Nothing. It's just sitting there.

That's where we're going.

Something there.

Commander, this is Churchill.

We're losing our signal. We've lost VTR.

Come in, Commander.

Bodies.

Three bodies.

Perfectly preserved.

They look to me to be like in...

Something's happening to me.

What's wrong with me?

What's wrong?

Commander, come in. This is Churchill. Do you copy?

They seem to be in some sort of suspended animation or sleep.

We have no picture. Come in, Tom.

Churchill.

I said we've found a young girl.

Girl?

You mean human?

Definitely humanoid.

I'd say she's perfect.

I've been in space for six months, and she looks perfect to me.

What's wrong?

How many do you want to take back?

I say we take back all three.

One of the dead things in the other chamber.

Well,

let's see if we can break them free.

Churchill, come in. This is mission control, Great Britain.

Churchill, come in. This is mission control, Great Britain.

Do you copy? Come in, Churchill.

Churchill, come in. This is mission control, Great Britain.

Do you copy? Come in, Churchill.

If they're going to pick us up, they should get us this close.

They simply aren't receiving, Dr. Bukovsky.

Automatic circuits don't even respond.

They're radio-dead.

Christ.

I hope it's just their communications.

And we have a liftoff,

as the Columbia rises in a desperate race to reach the shuttle Churchill,

Despite official denial,

there is known to be growing concern over the fate of the crewmen,

who have not returned as scheduled from their mission to study Hailey's Comet.

Control, this is Columbia.

Are we clear to initiate docking procedure?

Go ahead, Columbia. You are looking good.

Stand by for soft dock.

- Roger. Stand by, we'll keep an eye on it. - Soft dock.

Soft dock confirmed.

Columbia, the ship's completely gutted.

Oh, my God.

Houston, we have a problem. There's been a fire.

I'll take a look in the tug bay. You two try the top deck.

Columbia, they're all dead.

Hey, Somner, you better get down here.

There's three bodies. I don't know if they're dead.

They seem intact. They're in perfect condition.

Yesterday in Hong Kong, gold closed lower.

In light trading on European currency markets,

the pound closed mixed against the dollar and West German mark.

There will be a full market report after the late news.

This is Billy Mitchell reporting from the city.

Now back to the newsroom.

Developments as they arise.

Hailey's Comet is now dominating the northern skies,

stretching over 100 million miles across the heavens

occupying one-sixth of the entire visible horizon.

On this exceptionally clear night,

a group of enthusiasts are commemorating Dr. Edmond Hailey's great prediction

by holding an outdoor watching

from the site of his original observatory at Greenwich.

Our viewers may be interested to know

that comets were once considered to be harbingers of evil.

And that one of the earliest words for comet was “dis-aster,“

which in Latin means "evil star."

And it may indeed be an evil star for the deep-space probe, Churchill.

There's still no word from the British government as to the fate of the crew,

whether they're alive or dead.

We can only await further developments...

Bukovsky.

Bukovsky, where's the girl?

She's gone.

I saw her.

She did that.

Security.

Hello. Professor Fallada here.

I'm calling at Dr. Bukovsky's orders.

Get me the Duty Security Captain now.

Yes, sir.

Don't worry. A naked girl is not going to get out of this complex.

4-9 to Control.

You'll never believe what I'm looking at.

Control, can you say that again?

You heard me.

There's a girl on the loose in the building.

She must not leave.

Pardon me. But I thought you said she was naked.

That's right. You must find her.

Must be some kind of joke.

All right, Miss, just stay where you are.

You heard them. They said, "Grab her."

Take it easy, mate. She's not in her right mind.

Control, Control,

we have located the girl in the main lobby.

That's it. Come on.

- Yes? - We've located the girl, sir.

- Where? - She's downstairs in the main lobby.

Right.

She's in the main lobby.

- You all right to go down there? - No.

Nice and easy.

Come on.

Come to me. Come to Daddy. Come on.

Make her stop. Make it stop.

- You all right, mate? - Yeah.

- Okay? All right. - Okay.

Will all non-integral personnel please clear the area?

I repeat,

will everybody who has no business to be here

please clear the area for your own safety?

This is a police announcement.

- Sorry, gentlemen, no photographs, please. - Hey!

Sorry.

May I ask which of you is Dr. Bukovsky?

I am.

I'm Colonel Caine.

From the SAS?

Gentlemen, that last remark is not for publication.

This is a "D" notice situation.

Not too close.

And this was murder, you say?

Incredible.

Have they done an autopsy yet on the guard?

No, I suppose not.

What about your two other bodies?

Colonel, may I be excused?

I seem to be feeling a little more nauseous than I thought.

Yes, of course.

I notice from your door, Dr. Fallada, that your area is biochemistry,

but I understand your real interest is...

Death, Colonel Caine, correct.

Thanatology's the name for it.

Death for you, Colonel, is a bureaucratic problem.

Who did it? When? Why did they do it?

- A problem to be solved, am I correct? - And for you?

Well, I'm fascinated by death itself.

What happens as we die, when we die. What happens after we die.

You mean life after death?

- Yes. -ls there?

Yes, I think there is.

If I am correct, the life force is conserved always and in all things, even after death.

And you think that applies to what's happened here tonight?

Yes. Yes, I do.

I think that girl-creature

drained energy, life force,

partially from Bukovsky and totally from the guard.

That girl was no girl.

She's totally alien to this planet and our life-form

and totally dangerous.

Jesus!

Do you believe those blokes are alive?

I'm not paid to believe nothing, am I?

I believe they're alive.

Don't look bloody dead to me.

We've had some trouble, but everything's under control.

I think you'd better come down here.

Yes, sir. Very good, sir.

It would appear these two are no longer dangerous.

Well, there's certainly no possibility of doing a full autopsy on them.

I would like to examine the guard.

Have they started the autopsy on the guard yet?

I believe so, sir.

This is an autopsy on the body of a young man,

dead approximately two hours.

- Did you say he was about 20? - Yes, that's correct.

Get the Colonel down here!

My God!

Put him in an isolation cell, quickly!

Sergeant.

I had no idea it could be passed on.

What do you suggest?

I would recommend that you place this body in another cell.

It was two hours ago that the guard was attacked.

I won't be at all surprised if we are seeing a pattern here.

- Do as he says, Kelly. - Yes, sir.

Also, I want the two other bodies that were shot, the males.

Collect the pieces and watch them.

Get me the Home Secretary on the line now.

Sir.

Call for the Colonel, sir.

- Sir, you have a call. - Caine.

I'll be right there.

They've just found a body in Hyde Park, a naked girl.

They say she's in an indescribable condition.

Could that be your girl?

- Well? - That's not her.

Inspector, what about the two boys?

Yes. They were in the park earlier, sir.

Yeah. We saw her, I think, earlier.

At any rate, that looks like her hair.

- What a mess. - Was she alone?

No. That's why we noticed her.

She was with a dark-haired girl. A real good-looking bird, no?

Didn't have a lot of clothes on, either.

We thought they might be... Well, you know.

Well, did you see where they went, where the dark-haired girl went?

No. No, we didn't.

We angled on back to see if maybe we could,

you know, see them doing something.

That's when we found her.

Obviously, the work of the girl.

Dr. Hans Fallada, Sir Percy Heseltine, the Home Secretary.

You're just in time.

It's exactly two hours.

This is the guard who was originally overcome by the space girl.

As I feared, once transformed,

the victims need regular infusions of energy, otherwise...

Otherwise what?

Oh, my God!

If this spreads...

Dear God!

And down here, we have the pathologist who was attacked by the guard.

See?

He, too, needs feeding.

The same thing is going to happen to that girl we found in the park

in about one hour.

Within days, we could all be doomed.

She's the last?

Have there been any further reports, Kelly?

No, sir. We're set up to get the calls here the instant one comes in.

- What? - Nothing.

You say these creatures were brought back from the Churchill.

Yes, sir, but not this one. She's a victim of the creatures.

Yes, yes, but where did the Churchill acquire them?

We have no way of determining that at present.

- Perhaps that's all changing. - What?

I've just received a call from the JPL in Pasadena.

Seems the Gemstone tracking disk has 'gust picked up

something they think is Churchill's escape pod

re-entering the Earth's atmosphere.

Where?

Texas.

- Okay. Easy, easy. - Open the hatch.

All right, take it easy now.

Hey, buddy, you all right?

Colonel Carlsen, they're expecting you, sir.

Colonel Carlsen, sir.

Torn!

I thought you were dead.

Bukovsky.

Tom, we've got to know what happened on the Churchill.

Yes, of course.

It may be

very difficult for you to accept what I'm going to say.

We'll have very little difficulty

believing anything you have to tell us, Colonel. Do go on.

You know something?

There was a fire aboard the Churchill.

You might be interested to know

that the bodies of the three humanoids were not destroyed in that fire.

They survived in their cases.

They were brought down here to London, and the female has escaped.

- She's killed three people already. - As far as we know.

Oh, my God.

So, you see, Colonel, whatever you have to tell us is rather pressing.

Please, tell us what happened.

We found the bodies aboard the alien spacecraft.

What alien spacecraft?

Colonel, take it from the beginning.

Assume we know nothing, which is understating the matter.

We approached within 9,000 miles of Hailey's Comet

when we detected an object in the comet's coma.

After we discovered the bodies,

we transferred them to the Churchill.

What's the matter, Derebridge?

I don't know, Tom. I feel drained.

Do you?

I feel invigorated. You okay?

- Yeah, I'm fine. - Okay.

Everybody back to their stations.

Let's get the hell out of here.

On the trip back to Earth, the crew began to die.

One by one.

Rawlings, the radio officer, was the first to go.

Rawlings denied any knowledge of what he had done.

I don't remember.

Rawlings,

besides myself, you're the only one who's been up here in the last hour.

We found Rawlings' body the next day.

Exactly how did he die, Colonel?

The life just drained out of him.

One by one,

the rest of the crew began to die.

Somehow,

I don't know how,

I held out.

It just seemed to be a matter of will.

I always thought...

The girl.

Yes. The girl?

I can't remember.

What I remember next

is a view out of the observation window.

Coming into Earth's orbit.

I couldn't expose the world to what we'd brought back with us.

I was determined to destroy them all.

It was the hardest thing I ever did.

We understand.

It must've taken great courage to try...

No, you don't understand.

Part of me didn't want to leave.

She killed all my friends, and I still didn't want to leave.

Leaving her was the hardest thing I ever did.

Colonel Carlsen looks exhausted to me.

I think we should allow him to get some sleep.

Continue with this later.

Very well.

Thank you, Colonel.

We have a three meter feed from Hawaii.

Here it comes.

Put it on screen number one.

Coming in at 240,000 miles.

My God, it's immense.

What is that thing?

Close your eyes.

You're giving me your life.

You're taking it.

You're draining me.

You're taking too much of me!

It was a dream! Just a dream!

What dream, Carlsen?

The girl, she visited me.

Visited you? Visited you how?

In my mind.

She... She... She...

She has some kind of mental contact with me.

She's draining me.

Tell us about the dream, Carlsen.

I can't. It's gone.

It's faded. I can't remember.

Carlsen, have you ever been hypnotized?

No.

Do you mind if I have a go at it? It may help you with your dreams.

Not now. He's too exhausted.

Fine, fine. In the morning.

Just stare at it until your eyes feel tired, and then close them.

You'll feel very tired.

Very sleep!!-

She seems to

speak to me in my dreams.

She...

The girl... I feel...

What do you feel for her, Carlsen?

I feel very close to her.

Is she in touch with you?

I feel

as if my mind is not entirely my own.

If she is in contact with your mind, Carlsen, perhaps you are in contact with hers.

Can you see her?

Can you see where she is?

Yes.

Where is she now, Carlsen?

A place. I don't know the name of it.

She's walking.

She has a different face.

But it's her.

A different face? How can that be?

She's using a different body.

What is she doing?

She's looking for a man.

What man?

Any man.

A healthy man.

Does she intend to kill him?

- No. - Why not?

She's afraid of being caught.

How could she be caught?

The body'd give her away.

So what is she hoping to do?

She wants to draw some energy from him.

Not enough to kill him.

She can do that?

Yes. There's another mind.

Yes.

The girl's name is Ellen.

You mean there are two people in one body?

Two minds?

Yes.

She's watching a man.

What is the man doing?

He's parked. Doing something with his car.

License number.

Can you see the license number of his car?

Yes.

Read it out.

F-M-C

1-2-9-E.

Or "R"

What is the make of the car?

Well, a white Volvo.

What is she doing now?

They're driving.

Does she ask him his name?

She's

pulling her skirt

over her knees.

She's... She's

putting his...

His hand

on her... On her leg!

F-M-C-1-2-9-E or possibly "R,"

belonging to a white Volvo.

The driver of the car picked up a girl named Ellen.

I have to know who the girl is and where we can find her.

She's connected with the case.

I can't explain over an open line.

Thank you.

Do you think he's telling the truth about the girl?

Well, we'll soon see.

How brilliant,

if she's moving from body to body, mind to mind,

taking only a small amount of energy from each victim.

If the girl is no longer in her original body, where is her body?

Hidden.

Supposing you're right about all of this,

what about that ship up there?

What's it doing?

We can't know that, but we've got to assume the worst.

I say, Hugh, do you have that skin-tissue sample I asked for?

Yes, of course, I'll follow containment procedure.

He's here now.

And, Hugh, send in that soldier, please.

Thank you.

Dr. Fallada.

Yes, one moment, Sergeant. Thank you for coming around.

I'll be with you shortly.

Bloody awful job tracing that car.

It belongs to a man named Ned Price, who lives in Yorkshire.

We have him under detention now.

What about the girl?

The girl he picked up was a nurse named Ellen,

as you said, Ellen something-or-other.

He doesn't know her other name.

But he dropped her off at Thurlstone Hospital

after spending the afternoon with her.

He was most reluctant to talk about it. The man's totally exhausted.

Thurlstone.

Isn't that an asylum of some sort?

Yes, for the criminally insane.

- How do you do, Home Secretary? - How do you do?

I'm Dr. Armstrong, director of the hospital.

Come with me to my office.

What a cold night.

Bitterly cold.

This is the nurses' house.

Ellen Donaldson is number five.

Thank you.

Shouldn't I come up and introduce you?

I'd rather you didn't.

Come along, Dr. Armstrong.

You and I have several matters to discuss. Come along.

Yes, who is it?

Miss Donaldson, my name's Colin Caine. Dr. Armstrong brought me over.

I'd like to talk to you.

May I come in?

Yes?

What do you want?

My name's Colin Caine.

This is Colonel Carlsen, United States Air Force.

May we come in and talk to you?

We have seen Dr. Armstrong.

May I sit down?

I want to ask you about the man you spent the afternoon with.

Ned Price.

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

I think you do.

Let me see your hand.

I beg your pardon?

You're in there, aren't you?

I don't know.

- Tell me. - No!

Carlsen!

It's gone from her. It's in another body now.

How do you know that?

I can see it in her mind.

She's resisting.

I'm gonna have to force her to tell me.

Do you want to stay? Otherwise, wait outside.

Not at all. I am a natural voyeur.

Let go.

Now. Now!

NOW!

Doctor, you'd better send someone to look after Nurse Donaldson.

Is she all right?

If I described one of the inmates to you, could you identify him?

Possibly.

Big man, fat, gray hair, birthmark on his face?

Jeffrey Sykes, the child murderer.

Where did you get his description?

Where is he now?

He's in solitary confinement. He's been naughty.

Look, what is this about?

What we're looking for has moved. We could be here some time.

I better call London.

May I use your telephone, Doctor?

Certainly.

We have to see Sykes now.

Couldn't this wait until the morning?

All right. I'll arrange it.

Anything to oblige, Commander.

I wish this were not so mysterious.

If the police are involved, haven't I a right to know?

I mean, if you are going to start messing about my patient.

Dr. Armstrong, I sympathize with your position, of course.

However, I can tell you that it is a matter of national security.

I see.

But don't you think that I should be present, in any case,

to represent the interests of my patient? You see...

- Can I talk to you for a second? - Of course.

The man has the IQ of a child of four.

Well, that's a decision, I'm afraid, I shall have to defer to Colonel Caine.

Yes, of course, you can come along. Can we start now?

What are you going to do to him?

I'd like to hypnotize him.

What's that?

Pentothal and morphine. I recommend it for pre-hypnosis.

And patient management.

Well, he seems quiet.

We're ready when you are.

- Lamson. - Sir.

Can the injection be dangerous?

He should have no difficulty tolerating it.

There's always a risk, sir.

May I have that?

Well, I'll wake him up.

- What are you doing? - Stay where you are.

He's sick, Lamson. Help us, I can't explain now.

There's our killer, Sir Percy.

I want to question him before it wears off. Where can we take him?

Up the ramp, sir.

We need to be alone for a minute, Lamson.

How the devil did you know it was him?

In the nurses' quarters, he touched me on the shoulder.

I saw into his mind.

What?

The Colonel appears to be able to see into the minds

of people who have been possessed by the girl-creature, sir.

It happens when I touch them.

Let's get him on the table.

How...

How do you know she's still inside Armstrong?

What's to prevent her from moving to someone else?

She's trapped.

I can feel that.

Are you sure?

No.

- Lamson? - Sir?

Can you bring me another dose of the hypnotic drug?

Yes, sir.

Is a second dose safe? Surely, it can strain his heart.

Look, you don't know what we're dealing with here.

If he slips out from under, she'll escape.

Armstrong.

Can you hear me?

Armstrong. Armstrong!

Can you see what it is that's holding you prisoner?

Yes. Yes.

She...

Tell her she has to talk to me.

Tell her!

Yes?

Pentothal. I brought the pentothal.

Thanks, Lamson. That will be all.

Hold him.

There's no need for that.

No need.

You in there?

Can you still hear me?

Can you get into his mind? Her mind?

Not with this drug. It's like a wall.

Perhaps you've given him too much. Perhaps...

Shut up!

Listen, you bitch.

I'll keep you in this state for weeks if I have to.

Now you talk to me.

Carlsen, be with me.

What do you want from me?

I love you.

What are you?

Why are you so human, so perfect?

What are the bird creatures on the ship?

Our bodies are unimportant.

As you and your men approached in your ship,

we changed them. For you.

We entered your minds

and found there new bodies.

I took my shape from your mind.

I took your language.

I became the woman I found there,

in your deepest thoughts, your deepest needs.

I am the feminine in your mind, Carlsen.

Where are you?

Where are you?

Where's your body?

Let me go! Let me go!

Let me go! Let me go!

Touch me, Carlsen.

Let me go.

Let me go. Let me go.

Let me go.

Let me go. Let me go.

No.

Let me go!

Let me go.

- It's already spreading. - How?

You didn't stop it. It's too late.

That's impossible. We've been only half a step behind her all the way.

Sir, this gentleman stopped breathing.

There's no pulse either.

Sir, I think his neck is broken.

Lamson, prepare two stretchers.

One for Sir Percy and one for Dr. Armstrong.

Prepare all your remaining doses of the drug for travel.

Yes, sir.

You said the thing hadn't stopped. It was still spreading.

Why did you say that?

I don't know.

Could the girl have been deliberately leading us away from London?

Is it possible we didn't find all of her victims?

If we didn't find all the victims,

if there are others besides the girl in the park...

Then it would spread.

In a chain reaction, geometrically, until, by now...

Oh, Christ.

Lieutenant, can we use the radio to get through to the SRC in London?

Just a moment, sir. There's something coming through.

It is the SRC, sir, for you and Carlsen.

Go ahead.

Caine, can you hear me?

- Fallada. - Fallada.

Speak up. I can't hear you.

The two males didn't die.

They jumped into the bodies of the two soldiers who shot them

and transformed the soldiers' bodies into their own likenesses.

That's the difference between them and their victims.

Their victims can't leave their bodies.

Only the original three can do that.

Carlsen. You, too, Caine.

It is my belief

that the vampires of legend came from creatures such as these,

perhaps even from these very creatures.

I know it sounds incredible.

Do you hear me, Carlsen?

It's more than a belief, Fallada. It's true.

They've visited Earth before.

But I killed one of them.

One of which?

One of the two male vampires,

one of the transformed ones.

How did you kill him, Fallada? How?

The old way, Carlsen.

A leaded metal shaft penetrating not through the heart,

but through the energy center two inches below the heart.

Not steel, but leaded iron.

What about the other male, Fallada?

He's free.

It's out of control. Do you have the girl?

Yes. We'll be with you as soon as we can. Hold on.

We'll try.

This came through while you were talking, sir.

- What is it? - A scrambled cryptogram.

It's to Sir Percy from the Prime Minister.

We're to proceed directly to the citadel at Whitehall.

Caine.

Lieutenant, the controls!

Carlsen.

We've lost her. Her body's in London.

Where in London?

Carlsen, you've got to tell me what happened,

what really happened on the Churchill.

It wasn't Rawlings who destroyed the radio equipment and the ship's tapes.

It was me.

Why?

I didn't want the Churchill to be able to reach Earth.

And if it did, I didn't want anyone to know what happened.

What did happen?

I opened her sealed animation case.

Either I did it, or she did it.

I was in love on a level you've never known, Caine.

She took some of my energy.

And she gave me some of her energy.

They must have been living off of each other when we found them.

There were only three of them left.

She killed all of my men.

But I survived.

She wanted me to survive. She chose me.

Carlsen, she's not human. She's not a woman.

She'll destroy you.

She's destroyed worlds.

There's something you might want to hear, sir.

A special bulletin from the BBC.

It's obvious that tonight,

London is on the brink of the worst devastation since the Blitz.

From where I'm standing,

I can see large areas of the city burning out of control,

and thousands of people are now rampaging through the streets here

in a frenzied last effort to avoid the plague.

Martial law has been in force now for three hours,

but at the moment, it hasn't stemmed what is obviously...

- Yes, sir. We've been expecting you. - Thank you. Carry on.

- Carry on, Sergeant. - Right, sir.

Take these around to the other side.

Is everything ready for the cabinet to evacuate?

Please take a seat, gentlemen.

Sir?

I have Colonel Caine and Colonel Carlsen here for you, sir.

Very good.

The Prime Minister will see you shortly.

Our business is rather urgent.

Yes, I'm sure the Prime Minister understands that.

Gentlemen.

Prime Minister, I'm Colonel Caine. Special Air Service.

And I'm sure you've heard of Colonel Carlsen, late of the Churchill.

Yes, indeed.

Gentlemen, I look forward to hearing your report.

Sir, we have information regarding the object in space,

which is bearing down on the Earth...

Yes, gentlemen. Look.

If you'll excuse me just for a moment.

Miss Haversham, please come this way.

Miss Haversham, here for a moment.

I'll be back, gentlemen. I'll be back.

Miss Haversham, come this way.

Mind his head.

Somebody get the doctor immediately.

What's happening down there?

Need a doctor over here.

Go! Go!

Lieutenant, do you have any weapons aboard the craft?

No, sir. There is a flare pistol, sir.

- Where is it? - Just close the breech and it's ready to fire.

Sir, while you were with the PM, I had a call from base operations.

The city's now under martial law.

We've been placed under NATO command.

- NATO? - Yes, sir.

My unit's been mobilized across the river to a staging area at Blackheath.

Land at the SRC, Lieutenant. We've got to talk to Fallada.

I've been ordered to land at Blackheath, sir. The city's now under air quarantine.

If we don't do as they say, they'll shoot us out of the air.

Zero, this is X-Ray 318 requesting clearance to land. Over.

Zero, roger. X-Ray 318, you are clear to land.

Come away from the aircraft. You are under quarantine.

Over here, please, sir.

Don't come any closer. Stop there!

I want to talk to your commanding officer.

I'm Colonel Caine, Special Air Service,

and this man is Colonel Tom Carlsen, United States Air Force

and former commander of the Churchill.

E-company, be on standby.

ls Dr. Hans Fallada here from the SRC?

He knows who we are and what's going on.

No, not that I know of.

- Has anybody heard of him? - No.

Must still be in London.

Colonel, what exactly do you know about what's happening over there?

All we know for certain, Colonel,

is that a terrible plague of some sort is sweeping London.

The incubation period appears to be two hours,

and until that time has elapsed, I cannot release you from this compound.

Colonel, we know what the plague is. We are not infected.

I know what I'm talking about, and we're wasting valuable time!

We have totally isolated London in order to stop further contagion.

If that fails and the surrounding areas are threatened...

Yes?

Sterilization by thermonuclear device has been approved.

We have this from General Ames in Brussels.

He's coming up with that decision in just under three hours.

Have you heard anything about the ship?

The ship?

The thing from Hailey's Comet.

It's parked itself in a geostationary orbit directly over London.

All those little blue lights going up toward the clouds,

they're human souls.

How do you know that?

I feel it.

The process of conversion releases the life energy.

Then it can be collected.

Collected?

Is that what the umbrella is, a collector?

The energy doesn't go free. It goes up there.

The male Vampire's collecting life energy,

but he has to send it through her to get it up to the collector.

Where is she, Carlsen?

Over there.

I get flashes coming from her body.

It's sensitive to its environment, picks up things.

Can you find her?

If I can get across to the city.

What about the male?

He'll come if he senses I've found her.

She's drawing me, Caine.

Carlsen.

I've got to go.

Why?

She wants back the energy she gave me.

When they take on a new life-form,

they have to learn from that life-form.

Mate with it, in a sense.

The girl chose me.

But when she mixed with me, she gave me a part of herself.

And now she wants that part back.

Is there any sign of activity in your sector? Over.

No, sir. Nothing to report.

Okay. Keep me posted. Over.

Colonel. Colonel, listen to me.

Carlsen believes he can locate the source.

There are only two carriers.

If we can destroy them, it may not be necessary to destroy London.

But we only have an hour and a half.

Cease firing!

Carlsen!

Where's Carlsen?

He knocked over two of my men and took an armored Land Rover.

Well, bloody hell! Did he say anything about where he was going?

He wanted to know where the Space Research Center was.

Rogers told him. The next thing I knew, I was on the ground, sir.

Right. Whose is this car?

That? That's the Colonel's, sir.

- Give me the keys. - What?

You heard me! Give me the bloody keys! I'm commandeering the car.

Give it to him.

And your sidearm.

Are you sure you know what you're doing?

You realize once you're inside there, we can't allow you out.

Colonel Caine, SAS. I'm crossing the river.

You don't want to go in there, sir.

I know I don't.

Get them gates in position. Secure this post! Move!

Carlsen. Carlsen.

Carlsen.

Carlsen.

Carlsen.

Carlsen. Carlsen.

Fallada?

Caine.

I'm glad to see you alive.

I reciprocate the sentiment.

Is he really dead?

This time?

The only way they can be killed.

Where's Bukovsky?

Dead.

H Ow?

Like the rest.

How did you survive?

You're looking for Carlsen?

Has he been here?

No. Perhaps he misled you.

What do you know about it?

I've been doing some more work.

Go on.

I discovered

there is life after death.

How do you know?

There is a certain mental transference,

telepathy that occurs between the vampires and their victims.

Carlsen is after the girl.

How did you know that?

.-!!

I seem to sense it.

Where is she, Fallada?

Don't you know?

Carlsen knows.

Where, Fallada?

She's in the cathedral.

She's been there since she escaped.

Rather a nice touch, don't you think?

The crypt of kings and queens.

Stay where you are.

Stay where you are!

Here I go.

I knew you would come, Carlsen.

I'm here.

Now can this madness end?

Come.

Be with me.

I need you.

It was always intended you should find us

and bring us to Earth.

The web of destiny carries your blood and soul

back to the genesis of my life-form.

Come.

Be with me.

Come with me, Carlsen.

Carlsen!

What are these feelings?

Why do I feel so close to you?

Need you?

Because you're one of us.

You always have been.

You're like me. Be with me.

Carlsen!

Carlsen!

Carlsen!

Carlsen!

Caine!