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- Paul.

What is he doing?

He doesn't know anything about a computer.

- Kano, stop him.

- Ted, come away from there!

- Commander Koenig, Commander Koenig!

Ah, ooh!

Ah!

- Ted, Ted!

Sandra, get security!

- Security to Main Mission, security to Main Mission!

- Ted!

Ted!

- Help me!

John.

- You alright? - Yes.

- Paul, check out all systems.

This is Main Mission, all sections report.

All sections report.

- Switch on the big screen, see if we can pick up anything.

You're losing picture.

Picture gone.

- Sir, scanner shows that the object is not moving.

I do not understand.

Look at that monitor, it is still getting closer to us.

- Sandra, are you sure that...

We're locked in its orbit!

- The monitor, transmission coming in.

Earth men.

Do not resist.

You are the captives of the planet Triton.

- Commander, power failures in sectors G6, 8, and 11.

All transportation out.

- What about the main power unit?

- I haven't been able to get through to Anderson.

- Commander, I have his report.

All nuclear generators and reactors check out,

but power is operating at only minimum capacity.

- Sir, report from Reconnaissance.

All but four of our Eagles are damaged.

We're defenseless.

Kano.

- Computer unable to make any calculations.

Insufficient data.

- Try every possible variable.

- Yes, sir.

- Why did they not destroy us?

- Paul, try to make contact with them.

Use sound, light, radio wave patterns.

The entire frequency scale.

And tell Professor Bergman

to come to my office, Doctor?

Helena, I want an autopsy on Ted Clifford.

I wanna know exactly what killed him.

- That might not be possible.

- Make it possible!

I want to know what we're up against.

What do you know about the Planet Triton?

- Nothing.

You know their warning was transmitted

over every monitor on the base.

I've been to Central Computer, and its memory cells

have no record of any such planet.

Of course, I haven't checked my own charts yet.

If only we could speak to them.

- Paul!

Any contact?

No response, sir.

- They must be receiving.

Ted Clifford wasn't transmitting

classified information for nothing.

Well, if they won't talk to us,

we'll just have to pay them a visit.

- I don't think it'll be a surprise.

I've got a nasty feeling we're being watched.

- We've actually seen it, Commander.

At the base of the brain in the cerebellum.

- Yes, a ball of orange light, very weak.

Pulsating and then it died out.

There was little brain tissue left to examine.

Most of it had melted.

- Melted?

- The analysis shows that the cerebrum,

which regulates speech, hearing,

and important in this case vision,

had expanded to three times its normal size.

The neuronal system, which transmits information

to the body through the nerves

was functioning at perhaps 1,000 times its normal speed.

Together they somehow enabled Ted Clifford

to see and act as though he were a computer.

- Alan, I want a thorough survey.

Two zero altitude.

See if a landing's possible.

You can get closer if you can,

but under no circumstances are you to touch down.

- Hmm, well these Tritonians, they might not appreciate

our looking them over, Commander.

I don't think we should wait for them

to make the next move.

- We're taking a look, that's the next move.

- Yeah, well it's the wrong one, Commander.

They've already killed Ted Clifford.

- Those are your orders, Carter!

Is that clear?

- Yeah, perfectly clear, Commander.

Eagle 3 to Main Mission, ready to lift off.

Eagle 3 to Alpha.

Koenig here.

- All systems A-OK.

- Range one zero five and closing.

- I can see a kind of a surface.

No sign of activity.

Range eight five, still closing.

- Commander, there's a beam of light

being projected from the sphere.

- Sir, scanner confirms.

- Commander, I'm going for a 90-degree turn!

It's no go, Commander.

I can't get away from the light!

- What's their range? - Three five.

- I can't hear you, Commander!

Range, two zero and holding.

- Switch to automatic, Alan!

- The glare is increasing!

- You're heading into a force field!

Divert! - Visibility zero!

- Carter!

Carter, answer me!

- It's no use, sir.

- They're on a collision course.

They're on manual.

I can't bring them in.

Should land close by, about 700 meters.

- Rescue and medical units stand by.

- Sir, there's no way to get to him.

- We'll walk.

- They're down.

- Commander, this is Morrow.

Yes, Paul?

I've got their exact location.

North East 600 meters.

Mathias?

- Donovan is dead, Commander, Carter is still alive.

- Paul, malfunction in scanner systems.

They have all gone dead.

- It's no accident, Paul.

- An attack?

Commander?

- Yes, Paul?

They've jammed the scanner systems.

They're up to something, might be a missile attack.

You better get back here.

- We're more than halfway there!

We'll go onto Carter's ship.

I don't wanna risk getting caught in the open.

Alright, let's go!

- John.

- Take cover!

Helena, stop!

Helena!

Do not be afraid, Dr. Russell.

Enter.

- Helena!

- It's alright, John, it's alright.

- Easy, Commander, you'll be okay.

- John.

They've taken Helena.

- Do we have power?

- Yes, all systems are working now.

- We've got to get through their force field, somehow.

- Without knowing their energy source?

- What if we modify one of our Eagles?

Double the power of our anti-gravity shields.

Triple it, whatever the hell

it takes. - I don't know,

it might work, I couldn't give you any guarantees.

- Work on it,

Victor. - Alright.

What about Carter?

- He'll make it.

- Good.

And copilot Donovan?

- Dead.

They planned it, John.

They just wanted to get Helena out there alone.

- No, I don't think so.

Why take Clifford?

There's no connection.

- Maybe Dr. Russell is a hostage.

- For what reason?

The way they killed Clifford, the shock wave.

Locking us in orbit.

No, whatever they want from us in return,

they could simply just come and get it.

- Who are you?

We are of the planet Triton.

- I am from the planet Earth.

We know.

- Then you know we mean you no harm.

We need your help.

No, Dr. Russell.

It is you who shall help us.

We are the eyes of the planet Triton.

Everything that is, has been,

and will be is recorded by us.

For this purpose you are to be our servant.

- Alan.

How do you feel?

- Oh, fantastic.

- What about your instruments?

Did they indicate anything?

- No, not a thing.

There was the light.

Just kept getting brighter.

Sounds crazy, a force field made of light.

- That's exactly what it was.

- Lucky for me Morrow brought us in.

- Morrow?

You'd switched on to manual.

He didn't land your ship for you, you were at the controls.

- Me?

Oh no, I was in never-never land.

- Get some rest, huh?

- Yeah, Commander?

Where's Donovan?

- Oh John, the anti-gravity screen

will neutralize the force field.

It'll make a sort of tunnel or a corridor

that will allow you to pass through and land.

John?

- I heard you.

And when we hit that light barrier anything can happen.

All set, Parks?

I assigned Parks to this mission.

- Yeah, but we changed places.

Besides, Commander, I already know the way.

- Have they gone?

- Just lifting off now.

- Return to anti-gravity shields, 50% power.

- Range one zero zero.

- We're gonna stay on manual, Paul.

- Very good, sir.

- Scanner reading?

You're clear, Commander.

- Anti-gravity shield full power.

It's too soon, John.

Full power!

- Velocity 7.5, range five zero.

Range three five, velocity 8.3.

Velocity 8.5.

V-8.7.

V-9.1.

- Victor, it's working.

We're getting through!

They've reversed the force field.

Carter, cut the engine!

Cut the engines!

Got to switch it to automatic.

- Carter, cut the engines!

Alan.

- Sandra, anything?

- No visual or audio contact.

- How long now?

- A minute five.

They are coming back!

- Any audio?

No, sir.

Commander Koenig?

Commander! - Have you still

got them on automatic? - Yes.

- Can you get them down?

- I'm switching them over to the remote control system.

- Eagle 1 under Main Mission control.

Eagle 1 touch down.

Paul, quick!

The scanner is picking up another object.

- What is it? - No idea.

- I feel fine, Bob, really I do.

- I'm sure you do.

- Why do doctors make the worst patients?

- Probably because we know too much.

- Blood pressure's normal, 80 over 120.

Bone marrow count, sugar, everything checks out.

- You alright?

- I just felt faint for a moment.

My equilibrium's off, did you check my middle ear?

- Yes, it's perfect.

- Wait a minute.

- How many do you see?

- Two.

I should see four.

Did you check my optic nerve?

Come on, Bob, tell me.

- Well, I can't explain it, but from all indications

you're blind.

- Well, obviously she's not blind.

- Obviously.

- Do you have any explanation?

- Only one, Ted Clifford.

- Ah, another interesting account

in the Pyramid texts of the old kingdom.

But here they're called The Eyes Of Heaven.

Seems our friends get about a bit.

- I talked to them, I told them we meant them no harm

and that we needed their help.

- You saw them? - No.

I only spoke to them, to a voice anyway.

- We know one thing about them, they can decompose atoms,

reduce an object to its atomical components, pure energy,

transport it through space

and reassemble it in another place.

That's how they got you from here to there.

- Back on earth, they've been working

on that process for over 50 years.

- With machines, they do it with light.

- Yes, but what sort of light and how?

- When I was in the sphere, I wasn't wearing my spacesuit.

- Oxygen.

- The Tritonians might just be humanoid.

- John.

They've activated her like Clifford.

She must be going to Computer.

- Notify Paul!

No one's to try stop her!

- Paul, Bergman here.

This is Main Mission Control to all sections Alpha.

Attention all personnel.

Do not approach Dr. Russell.

Repeat, do not approach Dr. Russell.

Don't touch her, nobody touch her!

- What's the computer transmitting?

- Memory Cell Three Seven One classified,

the breakdown of our life support systems.

- Can't you stop it?

- Only if we stop her.

- The computer's not transmitting, Helena is.

Now as it is, she has 132 hours, that's 5 1/2 days.

That gives us some time.

- They exhaust the memory cells, what then?

They won't need any of us.

They don't need any of us now.

- Then why don't they just come and get it over with?

- Perhaps they can't leave their sphere.

- That's it.

Something's preventing them.

- They're limited in some way, a weakness.

- Everything they've done has only

shown their advanced intelligence.

No one's actually seen them, I mean, not even Helena.

- No, but we've been thinking of them as people.

What if they're not?

What if they're simply an intelligence

with no physical form?

They're just as trapped as we are.

- No, more so.

We can still move, we can still get to them.

- We can't blast through their force field.

- No, but maybe we can bend it a little.

- There it is, Commander, that ball of light.

Just like Ted Clifford,

except it's stronger, more alive.

The same with her cerebrum and her optic nerve.

Now once Dr. Russell is activated

this ball of light enables her to see,

well, like a high-speed camera.

- They needed her there to implant it.

That's why it didn't work on Clifford.

- It's their link.

Through Helena they're connected to our computer.

A human conductor.

- Commander, she can't take much more.

- Now what do they want from us really?

Information, our knowledge, that's all.

They're a sort of reconnaissance team

sent out into space to gather information

and then transmit it back to Triton, that's all.

We did it ourselves with our Deep Space probe ships.

- Then Triton does exist?

- Mmm, did exist.

No, this position of this mythological planet

does correspond to our galaxy charts

and I've checked it myself a dozen times,

even through a computer.

But Triton is dead, John.

Blew up, disintegrated.

- So it's possible whoever programmed Helena

and killed Ted Clifford doesn't know

their planet no longer exists.

If I can convince them their mission is obsolete,

they might release her.

- Unfortunately, we're running out of time.

I mean, Helena's been activated

six times in the last 24 hours.

She's not gonna survive another 5 1/2 days.

No, they've miscalculated on their weakest link.

- She's not their weakest link, Victor.

The circuit runs from their computers to the force field

around us, to Helena, to Kano...

- And back to their computers.

Right!

So it's all up to Kano to jam Computer.

We can't touch Helena but we can break the chain.

You've tested it?

- Only once, but it worked.

When I jammed Computer, the force field

was turned off for 3.2 seconds.

- Listen, you won't even get off the ground.

- I'll need at least 15 minutes.

- 13 minutes 10 seconds from lift off

to getting through the force field,

which of course won't be there.

- And you can get me the 13 minutes?

- Plus 10 seconds.

It's easy, like jamming a typewriter.

- Three keys locked together is not the same

as locking them all.

When Kano was experimenting, he only jammed one circuit.

Now he's set up enough memory cells

to cause an overload in 25 key circuits.

It'll take Computer 32 seconds

to clear each of those circuits,

which will give us the time we need, 13 minutes.

When the computer jams, the force field will shut down

just long enough for me to get through,

with a few seconds for margin.

- Even if it works, what can you do when you get there?

How will you get inside the sphere?

- The same way you did.

Helena, I don't think they know

their planet no longer exists.

If I can convince them of that, they may release you.

- But there's no time pattern.

I'm activated at random.

- Helena, please?

Victor and Kano have worked out the details.

All we need now is for you to go through with it.

- I don't have any choice, do I?

Standby.

The moment Dr. Russell is reactivated, we lift off.

Commander.

Dr. Russell's been reactivated, lift off.

- Force field eight zero,

seven zero, six zero.

Force field four zero, three zero.

Kano, how are we on time?

- Any moment now.

Now, Kano, now!

- Visual contact lost.

Commander Koenig?

Commander!

This is Main Mission, come in Commander Koenig.

- Eagle 1 here.

We're inside the sphere.

They're through.

- Naturally.

- Is it over?

- Not yet.

You'll be reactivated in a few minutes.

But, for the last time.

- Paul, information on Triton is in place.

Dr. Russell, now you can only transmit

what we want them to know.

Computer's all set?

- All set, sir.

- Right, standby.

Well, I was never one to turn down an invitation.

- Neither was I. - No, Carter.

You stay with the ship.

If we're not back in 10 minutes, 15 at the most,

you blast outta here.

- Right, sir.

- You won't need that.

Alright.

- Get ready.

Welcome, Commander Koenig.

- Where are you?

We regret the deaths

of your people, Clifford and Donovan.

- Sure you do.

Why don't you show yourselves?

We are here.

- Surely I'm no threat to you?

That is correct, Commander.

- You knew we would jam our computer.

That is correct, Commander.

We have been watching Earth men

for many of your Earth centuries.

We find them a very primitive intelligence.

We could easily have prevented you from leaving your base.

- Except you need me.

Dr. Russell will not live long enough.

I'm to replace her.

The death of Dr. Russell

is also regrettable but necessary.

If we're a such primitive intelligence,

why do you seek our knowledge?

For when Earth men

decide to invade our planet.

- Triton is two million light years away.

Time is an illusion, Commander Koenig.

- Not to us and not to you

because your planet no longer exists, I can prove it.

- Alright, standby.

We do not wish

to destroy your men, Commander, or you.

We will if it is necessary.

- It won't be necessary,

because I can prove to you that Triton no longer exists!

Victor.

- She's sending the computations now.

- This is Triton's galaxy.

Do you acknowledge?

We acknowledge.

- This is Triton's star system.

We acknowledge.

- This is Triton's universe.

We acknowledge.

This is Triton's sun.

We acknowledge.

- The calculations and confirmation you're receiving now

are coming through Dr. Russell.

You could check them.

They will prove beyond a doubt - No longer.

- That your sun exploded,

that Triton and the other planets

- Functional. - In your solar system

have been destroyed.

No

Longer functional. - Triton no longer exists.

Your function is discontinued.

And release Dr. Russell

and my men. - No longer

functional.

Destroy.

Destroy.

Destroy.

Destroy.

- Follow me, this way!

Get inside, what are you waiting for?

Come on!

Strap in, ready for lift off!

Let's get outta here, move it!

Right!

- So far, so good, you alright?

- Yes.

John?

- We don't know if he got out.

- The instruments show the sphere is breaking up.

- What about the force field?

- It's lost its power.

- Visual contact.

- Just want to satisfy my curiosity.

Hmm.

- What is it?

- You have a lovely optic nerve, Dr. Russell.

- Thank you, Dr. Mathias.

- Why so pensive, Victor?

- Oh, I was just thinking about that planet Triton.

All that knowledge and yet

perhaps knowledge isn't the answer after all.

- Then what is?