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[furnace blazing]

- Hi, Dan.
- Right on schedule, Dr. Wells.

Yeah, is the mix ready?

It'll go into the metal
as soon as

the shift changes,
about two minutes.

The extra cobalt should solve
the metal fatigue problem.

[furnace blazing]

[brakes squealing]

[dramatic music]

[bell buzzes]

[music continues]

That's the last of the alloy,
it's goin' into the melt now.

We can pour as soon as
the melt is up to heat.

Right.

[furnace blazing]

[dramatic music]

[music continues]

[furnace blazing]

[dramatic music]

[engine revving]

[intense music]

[Man 1] It looks good
at NASA One.

[Man 2] Roger.
BCS Arm switch is on.

[Man 1] Okay, Victor.

[Man 2] Landing Rocket Arm
switch is on.

Here comes the throttle.
Circuit breakers in.

- [Steve] We have separation.
- [Man 1] Roger.

[Man 2] Inboards and outboards
are on.

I'm comin' forward
with the side-stick.

- [Man 1] All looks good.
- [Man 2] Uh, roger.

[Steve] I've got a blow out,
damper three!

- [Man 1] Get your pitch to zero.
- [Steve] Pitch is out.

[Steve] I can't hold altitude.

[Man 2] Correction,
Alpha Hold is off.

Turn selectors... Emergency!

[Steve] Flight Com, I can't
hold it. She's breaking up.

She's break...

[crashing]

[Rudy] Steve Austin, astronaut.

A man barely alive.

[Oscar] Gentlemen,
we can rebuild him.

We have the technology.

We have the capability to make
the world's first bionic man.

Steve Austin will be that man.

Better than he was before.

Better, stronger, faster.

[whirring]

[theme music]

[intense music]

[helicopter whirring]

[engine revving]

[intense music]

[music continues]

[explosion]

That armor piercing
shell didn't even dent

the alloy on that tank, Steve.

Try that for strength.

[crunching]

It crumbled
like an eggshell.

What's the connection
between this metal

and the one used in the test?

Steve, they're the same.

We thought we had the
perfect armor plate.

But after two or three weeks,
it developed metal fatigue.

Rudy and Dan Kelly were
modifying the formula,

and they were pouring
it this morning.

And that's when the
men broke into the mill,

took over at gunpoint, and
added something to the melt.

They added a newly
processed steel alloy.

Not scrap metal
or the usual additives.

- Any reason why they did it?
- I don't know.

The metal requires tempering
before it can be used.

It's still at the mill.

You figure they'll
come back for it, right?

It's too well organized, pal.

Too well-plotted to end here.

And that's where I fit in.

Pal...you're going to
work in a steel mill.

[machine whirring]

[Kelly] They're about
fifteen level on that.

Sixty-three five.

- Mr. Kelly?
- Yeah.

- You're the new man?
- Yeah, Steve Walters.

Come on, I'll show you
where you're gonna be working.

We finished timbering that
goofy meld a few hours ago.

So far nobody's made
a move toward it.

- Where is it?
- Bin nine.

You'll be working
here in the area,

so you can see
anybody that comes in

and tries to hijack it.

Okay?

[dramatic music]

What can I do you for?

Hey, Mike,
give him a hand to load

these ingots here, will you?

[music continues]

There you go.

[engine revs]

[intense music]

Our parts stock supply
is out back.

Just go straight ahead
and take a right.

[metal clanging]

[music continues]

[explodes]

[electricity crackling]

[music continues]

Is that the alloy from bin nine?

- Yes, it is.
- What's it doin' up there?

- You tell me.
- Must've been a foul-up.

That stuff would be melded if
you hadn't stopped that crane.

Who arranges for the crane to
deliver metal to the furnace?

Uh, usually the foreman,

but anybody on the
floor could have punched

an order into that computer.

Get a repair crew
to put in that stoppage.

I want that ingot
back in bin nine.

Uh, no one admits to
having redirected a computer.

If you hadn't caught it
when you did,

that alloy would have ended
up as a small addition

in a very large melt.

Could that be part of a plan
to make an even stronger alloy?

No, no, I--I checked the...

I checked the melt
in the furnace.

And if you added that,
it wouldn't make any metal

with any unique properties.

This doesn't make sense.

Why would whoever
went to the trouble

of making this alloy
try to get rid of it

without first using it?

[metal creaking]

Rudy, didn't you say
that this new alloy would be

either very strong
or very brittle?

Right. Why?

That's impossible.

Well, maybe we miscalculated
the effect

of the addition to the melt.

No way.

That's the only
possible explanation.

There is one other.

This isn't the alloy that
was made in that melt.

It was substituted,
so the real alloy

could be easily stolen
after tempering.

How could that happen?
I mean...

Dan was in charge of that alloy
from the instant

it left the furnace until...

[dramatic music]

Any comment, Dan?

This forged invoice tells
us the real alloy was shipped

to a fictitious company.

Only you could have
arranged that, Kelly!

You tried to cover
by melting this fake stuff.

What do you think, you're
going to get a short term

in the federal penitentiary?

Well, let me tell you something!

You have stolen defense secrets!

By the time you get
out of there, you won't be

good for anything but
a rocking chair and a cane!

I don't really think
I'll be going to prison.

Well, you're either a dreamer
or a certified psychopath.

What's gonna
keep you out, Kelly?

[intercom buzzes]

Yes?

[Sally] Mr. Secretary
is on the line.

Yes, Mr. Secretary.

Well, as a matter of fact,
he's right here.

Colonel Austin
and I are questioning him.

He's refusing to talk.

Well, let me understand you,
you're talking

about Kurami,
the Mid Eastern nation?

Well, just a moment,
I'll ask him.

What connection do you
have with Kurami, Kelly?

Never heard of it.

You're not getting
anywhere with this.

Let's save time.

I'm not gonna answer
any question you ask.

And I'm not gonna volunteer any
information you'd find useful.

Mr. Secretary,
we've asked him about Kurami.

He refuses to talk.

What's going on?

Yes. Yes, I will.

I'll, uh, I'll keep you
informed of the case.

- What was that all about?
- Huh? Oh...

The ambassador of Kurami
was kidnapped this morning.

He's being held hostage,

and will be killed...

unless we release him.

[dramatic music]

[traffic bustling]

[Oscar] Arnold,
it's good of you to come.

I could've met you
over at State.

- How about some coffee?
- Yes, please. Black.

We didn't want you
away from your phone

for even for a minute.

- Yeah.
- Now, Oscar...

Have you heard any further word
from the kidnappers?

Nothing yet.

They're just letting us stew...
and we are.

Well, it hasn't
helped our image any.

A ranking ambassador
being kidnapped

right out from under our noses.

Mm-hm.
Especially this ambassador.

Mahmoud is King Fouad's cousin.

And Fouad is Kurami.

Oh, Oscar,
do you have any idea

why the kidnappers would
want us to release Kelly?

I've checked into
Kelly's background.

He hasn't even been
near an Arab country.

Any decision yet on what course
of action we're gonna take?

We don't give in to terrorists.

Arnold, I assume that I have
autonomy to try to free

the ambassador
once we receive instructions

from the kidnappers.

Autonomy, prayers,
best wishes,

you name it,
you got it, Oscar.

Why would thieves
need samples of the alloy?

They may be running
the same kind of tests I am.

But with Kelly in their pocket,
you'd think they'd wait

until the OSI came up
with the answers,

and then taken no risks.

[clears throat]

Had this in an hydrochloric acid
bath for an hour.

I'm gonna test its tensile
strength, put it under stress.

- I can do that quicker.
- Hm?

Okay, do it.

[metal creaking]

Yes, it definitely
weakened the metal.

The shear line shows a
new molecular orientation.

Well, we've heard
from the kidnappers.

- Ambassador okay?
- As far as we know.

The note says
he's in good health.

They've arranged a time
and place for the exchange.

But they insist
that I come along

and deliver Dan Kelly
personally.

Oscar, that could be an
elaborate plan just to get you.

It could also mean that they
want somebody of high rank

at risk so the exchange
will be made safely.

It says you could be
accompanied by a driver.

- Why not me?
- [Oscar] That's what I planned on.

- When do we go?
- We leave at 8 o'clock.

- To rendezvous at 9:30.
- You got a plan?

That, I have.

Aside from the
place of exchange,

I'll have my men
concealed in a ring,

blocking all exits out.

I'll have a fleet of helicopters

with powerful floodlights

to track the terrorists' car.

Once the ambassador is safe,
my men will move in.

As long as they haven't
taken you as a hostage.

That's a risk we're gonna
have to take, Rudy.

Steve, your first responsibility
is the ambassador's safety.

Not mine.

Let's hope it works.

[dramatic music]

Well, we're on time.
Where are your friends?

They'll be here.
They always keep their promises.

- Honest terrorists, huh?
- Why not?

Honorable men make honorable
agreements, don't they?

The United States
doesn't want anything to happen

to the ambassador
of a friendly country.

That'll keep you honest.

[Man on radio] Baker One, this
is State Department control.

Come in, Baker One. Over.

We're supposed to have
radio silence, Steve.

Uh, this is Baker One, over.

[Man] There has been a change
in plans, Baker One.

All surrounding units
have been withdrawn.

Repeat, all surrounding
units have been withdrawn.

[Man] Over.
- This is Baker One.

What about the exchange
for the hostage? Over.

[Man] The identity and local
base of the kidnappers

is known to Kurami officials.

They will be dealt with
after the exchange is made

without risk to the ambassador.

Give me that microphone.

This is Oscar Goldman speaking,
Baker One.

Control, come in please.

This is Baker One.
Will control please come in?

Come in!

Well, we go along, I guess.

I don't like
the smell of it, Steve.

Shh!

[dramatic music]

[tires screeching]

Let's go.

[music continues]

Turn!

Okay.

[music continues]

[music continues]

[handcuffs clanking]

[dramatic music]

Let's go.

So long, it's been fun.

[dramatic music]

[tires screeching]

[music continues]

- Are you alright?
- Thank you, yes.

- Except for these cuffs.
- Let me see what I can do.

[dramatic music]

- I'll get on the radio.
- Alright.

I can tell you,
I--I've just been through

a thoroughly frightening
experience.

I--I can't thank you enough

for managing
to effect my release.

- Mr. Ambassador...
- And my country...

will formally express
its gratitude

to your president, of course.

Mr. Ambassador, we're delighted
that you're safe.

May I introduce myself?
My name is Oscar Goldman.

I'm the director of the OSI.

And that was my associate,
Colonel Steve Austin.

My pleasure.

I hope you hunt
these criminals down

and see that they are
brought to justice.

We have just received word that
your people know who they are

and where they're located.

I'm quite certain
that was a lie.

Uh, to protect our diplomats,
we routinely eliminate

interference
from the host government

by saying that the terrorists
are known.

I see. Well, that, uh...

That unfortunately raises
a number of questions.

I wonder, Mr. Ambassador,
if you're feeling up to it,

would you be good enough
to come to my office

and perhaps discuss
this further.

Well, of course.
At your service.

[Mahmoud] As I entered my garage,

I felt a gun thrust
into my back.

I was blindfolded from behind,
and unable to tell

who my kidnappers were.

I was put in a car,
driven for a long time,

then brought inside.

My clothes were removed
and I was placed on a bed.

I stayed there
until I was dressed,

and driven to where
you found me.

Any clues as to where you
were taken, Mr. Ambassador?

No.

Any idea how many
men were involved?

- None.
- They were professionals.

Hired for the job.

We're checking our files for
known criminals with that MO.

There's one thing
I don't understand.

Why were my clothes
removed and put back on?

Probably to act
as a deterrent in case

you should try to escape.

I am not much help.

I wish that I were...

I begin to think
that my clothes were removed

so that something could be
put in my pocket.

I've never seen that
tape cassette before.

[Man on cassette] This message is
for Oscar Goldman.

It concerns a matter
vital to the security

of the United States.

You are urged to
pay close attention

and follow instructions
to the letter.

You and one other
representative of the OSI

are to be in the courtyard
of the abandoned

Arrow Rock Plant
in the desert flatlands

beyond San Bernardino,
California.

We are sure you'll know
where to find it.

We give you 24 hours
to be there, at 12:00 noon.

[sighs] Well, I can't figure
out what interest

this place might be to anybody,
let alone national security.

Well, isolation,
chance for somebody

to make contact
without fear of ambush.

What's that?

[probe whirring]

I don't know, but I've
heard that sound before.

So have I, but where? When?

It sounds like it's coming
from the other side of that wall.

Now, wait a minute.
It can't be.

Can't be what?

It was destroyed a year ago,
blown to bits.

Of course.

The Russian Venus probe.

The one that landed on Earth
by mistake last year.

[probe whirring]

[crashing]

Wow.

[mechanical whirring]

My God, it is...

Another Russian probe.

It's just like the other one,

designed to gather data
on Venus.

But, Steve, two landing in
the United States by accident?

Which means this time,
it was no accident.

[dramatic music]

[probe whirring]

- Hey, you okay?
- Yeah.

[mechanical whirring]

Looks like it's trying
to corner us.

Well, I'll keep it busy,
you get out of here.

- No.
- There's nothing you can do.

Somebody's got to get back,
and get the word out

of what we've seen here.

[mechanical whirring]

- What now?
- I don't know.

Maybe it's trying
to tell us something.

Yeah, well, I don't think I like
the message it has in mind.

[probe whirring]

The question is,
what do the Russians want?

I'm sure they'll let us know.

First, they had to
get our attention.

Then make their demands later.

But at least, they can't
claim it's an accident.

They practically sent us
an engraved invitation

to let us know if this
whole thing is on purpose.

[Steve] Meanwhile, this thing
is still on the loose.

We got to stop it before it
reaches a populated area.

[Oscar] Steve, they also know how
you destroyed the first one.

With a helicopter, using
the probes own pressurization.

[Steve] Yeah, well,
that was last time.

I'll guarantee
they made this one

practically indestructible.

Alright. You keep it
under surveillance.

I'll head back to NASA, talk
to them, the Joint Chiefs,

and the Russian ambassador.

Alright, and I'll see if I can
find a vulnerable spot.

Wait a minute.
Be careful, pal.

Go ahead.

[probe whirring]

[whirring]

[mechanical whirring]

[probe whirring]

[swoosh]

[whirring]

[whirring]

[zapping]

[engine revving]

I've set up
a mobile command unit

overlooking that ridge
over there.

Which will, uh, give us a better
chance to see everything.

I'm bringing in some
technicians, some scanner units.

I'm also bringing some
analytical equipment

from the OSI Desert
Test Center nearby.

What's going on over there?

Well, it looks like a
Russian machine, alright.

But it's a killer.

Well, the OSI has notified
the Joint Chiefs of Staff.

The Russian ambassador
is on his way over

to the State Department.

But you know, last year's
Venus probe was preprogrammed.

It just went straight ahead,
smashing into everything.

This one? It's gotta be
receiving radio communication.

Well, we've been monitoring
the Russian

shortwave broadcasts,
but we haven't gotten

anything so far. Strange.

Well, we could contact
a couple of big dish antennas,

ask them to help you triangulate.

That's a good idea.

We'll use our own equipment

for one point over there,

and I'll bring two
other antennas in.

Once we pinpoint
the source of communications,

we got a good chance to stop it.

Yeah, I'll get right on it.

And, uh...good luck, pal.

Get out of here.

[engine revving]

[probe whirring]

Mr. Blake is waiting inside
to see you, Mr. Goldman.

He just flew in from Washington.

Blake? State Department.
What does he want?

Well, notify Goldstone
and Dewline, I want

a top priority request
to triangulate any messages

that are going into that probe.

Will do, sir.

Arnold. Oh, what a surprise
to see you.

- Didn't expect you.
- Oscar!

You have the edge on us
chair-bound bureaucrats.

Yes, sir.
You get out into the field.

Well, I see you here.

It must be very important,
you're flying

all the way over here to see me.

Oh, it is, it is.
It's also a pleasure

to get out of my office.

I think the walls were charred.

I had an interview
with the Russian Ambassador.

Is that so?
What does he have to say?

Well, I accused him in
the most diplomatic language,

of course, of sending the probe
to tear up the country.

I've known that man
for a very long time.

He could be charming
and impossible,

and tough and generous.

But the one thing that he
is not, is a very good actor.

He hasn't fooled me yet.

And the ambassador said, in
the most undiplomatic language,

that the Russians didn't
send it, and I believe him.

Arnold, Colonel Austin
identified that machine.

Are you saying that the State
Department is gonna take

the Russians' word over his?

The Russians are accusing
us of stealing the plans

for their Venus probe.

What? That's the most
ridiculous thing I ever heard.

The ambassador swears
that the plans were stolen.

No, that's possible,
you put that together

with the incident
of the stolen alloy,

and it becomes very,
very interesting.

I mean, it's certain
that the Russians didn't need

to steal our alloy
to make the new Venus probe.

- Yes, sergeant.
- Teletype just in.

From Dewline and Goldstone, sir.

Well, if there were any doubts
that that machine is operated

by radio, they're gone now.

Somebody,
somewhere is controlling

that demon thing, sending it out
to do whatever he wants it to.

Sending it out to destroy
whatever he wishes.

Alright, sergeant,
have Goldstone and Dewline

continue to stay on it.

Yes, sir.

I'll contact my department,
Oscar.

I don't know
which way we'll go now.

I'll stay here in case
you need me for anything.

Or if there's further
word to pass along.

Thank you, Arnold.

[dramatic music]

[probe whirring]

Well, I learned it's a copy
of the Russian probe.

- But they didn't make it.
- Yeah, well, then who?

We don't know.

Where are its radio
directions coming from?

We don't know that either.

But we do know
it is receiving messages

from burst transmissions.

Too quick for us to zero in on.

Well, they won't be out
here in open country forever.

We better find a way
to stop it pretty quick.

We've got Rudy in the lab
trying to find that out.

We do know, Steve,
that that probe isn't

pressurized like the last one.

Because it clearly isn't
intended to go to Venus.

Well, they'd retain
all its strengths,

plus the added quality
of the new alloy.

We can be sure that
thing is more blast proof

than the original one was.

It's got to have
a weakness somewhere.

What if it couldn't move?

Keep talking.

Well, we take away
the probe's motive power

by removing traction.

That thing might
be like a turtle

flipped over on its back.

Well, will you tell
me how we can do that?

Well, with a pole, some
leverage, and a little luck.

And a lot of luck.

It's worth a try. Come on.

[probe whirring]

All set.

Here goes.

[zapping]

That heat flash is over
1000 degrees Celsius,

and there's not a mark on it.

[exhales] That rules out any
attack on the probe

with current heat devices.

[sighs] Right.

Try the other piece
with the diamond drill.

And try to analyze this.

[machine drilling]

Hardness factor of 13
on the Mohs scale.

That tops the best alloy
steel by a factor of two.

[scoffs] What about the X-ray
energy spectrometer?

Well, the boron to
carbon ratio is very high.

The crystalline structure
of the alloy

is almost impervious to attack.

I don't see how Steve
can penetrate it.

[probe whirring]

Sergeant Warren,
this is Oscar Goldman speaking.

I want you to order all
monitoring units to try to jam

the radio signals
going to that probe.

[Warren] Will instruct
immediately, Mr. Goldman.

[zapping]

[metal clanging]

[probe whirring]

[zapping]

[explosion]

[dramatic music]

[horn honking]

[engine revving]

[sighs] Well, so much
for my ideas. You got any?

Well, I'm working on one.

We know now that that probe

is receiving its orders
via radio.

So what we're trying to do
is jam its transmission signal.

Any chance of success?

Let's go back to the
command post and find out.

[probe beeping]

Wait--wait a minute.

Take a look at that.
Anything strange to you?

Well, if it were a person, I'd
say that it was, uh, puzzled.

Yeah, like it doesn't
know what to do next.

Steve, would you suppose maybe
we are jamming its signal?

[Steve] I don't know, without
direction, maybe it'll

- just sit there and do nothing.
- [Oscar] Posing no threat.

You know, maybe we could
transport it, some safe place,

bury it deep enough so radio
messages couldn't penetrate.

[Steve] We can't keep
jamming it forever.

[dramatic music]

I don't like it.

It's dead silence.

We're getting no sounds,
absolutely nothing.

Could it be some,
uh, malfunction

in the probe's transmission?

It's a very long shot,
we tested the equipment

every way from Sunday.
It was foolproof.

Okay, then the answer
is we're being jammed.

We've got to figure that.

- What are we gonna do?
- Wait.

- How long?
- You'll know when I do.

That won't help.
We'll still have to wait.

Gentlemen,
I've been looking for you.

Mr. Ambassador,
surprised to see you here.

It isn't usually where
I'd expect to find you.

Perhaps, perhaps not.

But I know you are
having difficulties

with that strange device,
the probe.

I--I felt I should help.

How did you know
we were having difficulties?

Well, I try to keep informed.

Well, thank you very much for
your interest, Mr. Ambassador.

But I think we have,
uh, solved all the problems.

By jamming radio reception?

How did you know about that?

I'm sorry,
but jamming won't help.

You haven't answered my
question, Mr. Ambassador.

How did you know about that?

You see the probe
was preprogrammed

to act in the event of any
failure of radio communication.

Your kidnapping was a
set-up to spring Dan Kelly.

You're involved in
this whole caper.

I might be.
But I do want to help you.

And myself.

And yourself.

What if I decided to
put you under arrest?

Oh, feel free. I--I'll even
waive diplomatic immunity.

Of course, you will
continue to have

very serious problems
with the probe...

increasingly serious.

But on the other hand,
why should you believe me?

I could be bluffing.

Perhaps we should take
a look at the probe,

and see if it is just as deadly

in spite of the loss
of radio communication.

Is that a good idea?

[dramatic music]

[probe whirring]

[Mahmoud] Remarkable machine.

[Oscar] I suppose you stole
the plans from the Russians.

And the alloy with which
to make it from the OSI.

Clever, no?

Obviously, you had more in mind.

Obviously.

You've seen its destructiveness.

You know you can't stop it.

In less than an hour,
it'll reach an objective

where it will cause
enormous damage.

What kind of objective?

If I am not given
what I want, you'll find out.

Alright, what do you
really want?

Two nuclear warheads.

- You must be out of your mind.
- Do you really think so?

Mr. Ambassador,
the United States

will not be blackmailed
by you or any country

to turn over nuclear warheads.

Now, do you understand that?

I am acting as a
patriotic, private citizen.

My country is very rich
in oil, very poor in defense,

and hopeless
in international politics.

With the help of
your nuclear weapon,

I propose to assume power
and correct that situation.

It's gonna run down that boy.

- You can stop it!
- How?

Even if I were handling
the radio contact...

you've blocked that method
of diverting the machine.

Well, can't you get them
to stop it?

There's so much at stake.

How the controllers
will react, I can't say.

Nor even if there is
enough time to react.

[probe whirring]

[mechanical whirring]

[dramatic music]

[theme music]