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What do you know
about all of this?

If I had all the answers,
I wouldn't need you,

would I?
-Need me?

Quinn: What the hell
did you expect?

I expected to discover
the truth.

I expected a partner
who would back me up!

That's a negative.
We are done here.

This is the breakthrough
we've been waiting for.

¡Aah!

I'm glad
you feel that way --

because there's something
I need you to do.

I can't keep
doing this.

What are you saying?

Project Blue Book.

You need to make
a choice, now.

Project Blue Book.

This is Dr. Allen Hynek.

You're still there.

I'm just trying
to get organized.

You're having
second thoughts.

Allen?

Yes.

No, I mean no.
I just --

I can't talk
right now, Mimi.

I keep feeling like --

like we're
in danger.

We're fine.
I promise.

Just --

I'll be home soon.

Okay.

Bye.

Bye.

I always thought she was
lovelier than the others.

Hmm.

I can see why you
became so infatuated.

You went through
my personal things.

It was a revelation,
really.

Do you know why?
'Cause you were right.

She is the key.

You're just not using
your...asset fully.

What are you
suggesting?

Let's say
Mrs. Hynek were

to have a dalliance
of sorts

and it was photographed.

I'll bet her husband,

the esteemed professor
and Air Force lackey,

would do just
about anything

to keep those photos
out of the public eye.

Maybe even betray
his country.

I thought you
would've been excited

about the idea.

Oh, I see.

You're worried
about betraying

your "friendship"
with her.

Oh.

Is that gonna be
a problem, this time?

I have given you

enough chances

and, if you don't do
as I wish,

I will find my own
version of blackmail.

Hit me.

Why?

I said,

hit. me.

Why would I do that?

Unh!

What the fuck
was that?

Using my asset fully
will not be a problem.

I'll keep you posted.

Oh.

If they don't have
an appointment,

I can't just --
Afternoon, Captain.

-Any coffee on?
-Dr. Hynek is here.

Yes.
Totally understood.

You're here.

Had to catch up
on some paperwork.

Aren't you supposed
to be teaching a class?

Well, I had some files
I wanted to go through first.

All of them?

What the hell
is this?

Resignation letter?

I assumed you'd need
some sort of documentation.

This a joke?

No.

I don't know what
to say.

I'm sorry.
You know how difficult

this has been. I --
-I take that back.

I know what to say.

What are you doing
with those files?

These are my research.

But you don't own
your research

while you work
for Project Blue Book.

Generals made that clear
from day one.

This whole science
of UFOlogy, the --

the classification system?
I created that.

I am entitled to my work.

You're entitled
to get your ass kicked,

if you try to steal
Air Force material

from under my nose again.
-Gentlemen.

I-I'm sorry
to interrupt.

-Not now.
-There's a couple here --

Not now, Faye!

Sir, I asked you
to wait outside.

I understand,
but we can't.

My husband
needs your help.

Who are you?
How'd you get on this base?

I have
military ID, sir.

I'm Thomas and this is
my wife, Vivian.

Well, Thomas,
I'm sorry, but,

we don't see people
who don't have appointments.

I already tried
that, sir.

We're not leavin'.

Faye, can you get
a couple MPs

to escort these two
off of the --

We are not leavin'.

Thomas, no.

-It's okay, baby.
-What's happenin' here?

We traveled a long way

and we have nowhere
left to turn.

I need your help --

Don't!

Do you need a doctor?

I've been
to the doctors.

But they can't help
because they don't

understand
who did this to me.

Did what to you?

Abducted me.

The aliens
who abducted me.

We have no choice now.
Go.

You're wrong, you know.
You do have a choice.

Put the gun down,
no one gets hurt.

We can work out
whatever you need.

Oh, you think
I'd believe that,

comin' from you?

You're Captain Quinn,
right?

-We know each other?
-We spoke on the phone

about nine months ago.

The Army man.

Do you remember
what you told me?

Have to say it's slippin'
my mind right now.

You said it sounded
like a wild story.

You'll get back to me.

Now it's only
gotten worse.

This is the one.
-He called Blue Book?

-Before your time.
-Kept callin' once a week

after that.
-What is this all about?

Staff Sergeant Thomas Mann,
here, claims that

aliens kidnapped him
from his car.

I'm Dr. Allen Hynek.
I'm also a member

of Project Blue Book.
-Doc.

I'd like to hear
your story.

That's why you're
here, right,

to tell your story,
so that way,

you can get some help?

None of the doctors
have been able

to tell us
what's wrong.

We didn't know
where else to go.

Would you like
to sit down?

-Doc.
-The man is in pain.

We can't help him,
unless we know

what he's been
through, Captain.

You're right.

A-And I'm sorry.

We've been so busy here.

T-Take a seat.

But everyone has to get
up against that wall.

I'm not puttin'
the gun away.

That's okay.

I'm just gonna
get my pen

and, uh, a booklet,

so that I can take
some notes.

Please, sit down.

Just...start
from wherever you like.

Um...

It was last spring.

I was drivin' back home
after workin' late.

Where's home?

New Hampshire.

There was no moon that night,
just a sky full of stars.

Then I see one fallin'

and, mind you, I see shootin'
stars up there all the time.

But, this one, it split apart
into three pieces.

I couldn't believe
my eyes, at first.

So I slammed on my brakes.

And these things were
like watchin' me.

I see this other, larger,
craft coming down.

Then this light,

brighter than any sun,
starts comin' down.

Thing is,

it didn't hurt my eyes.

I look up.

That's when I start
feeling it.

This -- This energy
passin' through my body

and it's holding me in place.

I'm trying so hard
to move, but I can't.

Then, this

pulling sensation,
like I'm being lifted up!

I'm tryin' to scream, but
nothing comes out.

And then

everything goes black.

Thomas.

Easy, easy.

It's okay.
You're safe.

-What happened?
-Remember how,

when you tell the story
sometimes, what happens?

I'm sorry.
I-I'm so s-s--

It's like this
all the time now.

We'll just be talking
and he'll drift off,

start shaking.

One time, I found him
out in the woods,

on the ground,

just mumbling
strange sounds.

Has this been
getting worse?

And you do not recall
what happened next?

All I remember is,
the next morning,

when I woke, I was
still in the car, but,

I was a hundred miles
from where I started.

No idea
how I got there.

Head felt like it
was going to explode.

And you've been
to the doctors.

-Yes, sir.
-All the ones

who've examined him say they

can't find anything wrong.

Ever tried goin'
to a shrink?

I am not crazy!
This really happened!

No one is
calling you a liar.

You're supposed to be
the experts in this.

You don't know what this
has done to him.

He won't eat, won't sleep.

He's not the same man.

I brought something.
Uh,

he keeps drawin' this stuff,
obsessively. Uh.

He'll sometimes sleepwalk
and do these.

Doesn't even remember.

How can you explain that?

It's just --

Did you draw this?

You know what this is?

No.

No, I just keep
seeing it in my head.

Like the others.

What is it?
What do you see?

It's not what I see.
It's what he sees.

It's impossible.

Hey.

Susie.

Can I come in?

Has he done
this before?

The first time, he said
it was an accident.

Second time, he was drunk.

Strike three,
you're out.

Do you need
a place to stay?

-I can't ask that of you.
-Of course you can.

You have a family.
You're gonna take in

a battered woman? No.
-You're not --

I wanna help.

Just tell me
how can I help.

I don't know how.

I never imagined
this happening to me.

C'mere.

C'mere.

It's okay.

I'm here for
whatever you need.

I can help you
through this.

Is Allen at work?

Yes.

And Joel?

He's at a friend's.

Good.

Because you know
what would help me

through this right now?

You and I getting
very drunk.

Those all the places people
reported seeing spaceships?

Yes.

Something
I need to tell you

about our friend
Thomas.

Reason I never called him
in for an interview.

Did a background
check on 'im,

since he was military.
Turns out he got

shell shock after
fighting overseas.

Got discharged,
Section 8.

Faye, do you have a compact
on you, by any chance?

I do.

May I see it, please?

Did you not hear
what I just said?

Guy's got
a screw loose.

Just...stand behind me,
this side.

Hold this over my shoulder,
so I can see it.

-Why?
-Just do it, please.

Impossible.

Stand here.
Do what I've just done.

They're the same.

So, this is a view
of the star cluster Pleiades,

the Seven Sisters,
as seen from Earth,

444 light-years away.

This is your drawing,
Thomas,

a mirror image
of that same cluster,

which means
that your perspective

is looking back at it
from a position in space

no one has ever been.

S-So what
does that mean?

Well, either he drew
a random set of dots

which align exactly

with a map most people
have never seen,

a one in a hundred
billion chance, or...

someone in that spaceship
taught you how to do it.

This is gonna go
down so fast.

Well, there is plenty
more where that came from.

You are a lifesaver.

You know that?

I just --
I felt so bad that I --

I never suspected
anything before.

Why would you?
You, of all people, know

that we don't show the world

what goes on
behind closed doors.

With all the secrets Allen's
been keeping these days.

What is it?

It's nothing.

We are fine.

No, no, no.
You do not get

to keep secrets
from me now.

We're past all that,
don't you think?

Allen's quitting
Blue Book.

I'm making him.

Why?

I mean, there have been
some crazy things

that have happened since
he started working there.

Like me buying a gun?

I never told him
about it.

That was
the final straw:

every day, feeling like
there were

so many things we were
hiding from each other.

God, why are we
talking about me?

My problems
must seem so...

trivial right now.

Not at all, because we
have the same ones.

The men in our lives.

It's not normal
for that door

to be locked.

He'll come back,
or someone else will,

probably with keys.

-What about the map?
-What about it?

Doesn't that
change things?

You said there's no way
it could be random,

that someone
or something

had to have shown him
how to draw that.

Doesn't that prove
what we've been saying?

You know
what pareidolia is?

It's a term used for when
you see recognizable shapes

in random patterns,
like faces in the clouds.

Or dots that look like
star patterns. That is

what it's called, right, Doc?
-Yeah, that is the term, yes.

-Thomas, the longer
you continue this stunt,

the greater the chances are
of someone getting hurt.

Because someone will come
in there, eventually,

and, if you make
one more mistake --

You believe him,
right?

There's still a lot
which doesn't connect, yet,

and the lack of any
physical evidence --

What about the pain
in my head?

That's physical.
-The pain in your head

could be from shell shock,
Thomas.

-Ugh!
-Hynek: I know about
your record, too.

Exposure to trauma in war
can affect us in many ways

and you never
sought treatment.

This has nothing to do
with the war!

I dealt with my fair share
when I came home, too.

Some guys never get over it.
-This is not about the war!

Here's what I think
happened.

You were driving home
that night. Something

triggered a memory
of the battlefield.

-No!
-You passed out
behind the wheel.

No, the spaceship
was real!

You're the one
that's full of shit!

How am I the one
that's full of shit,

when you don't even
remember what happened?!

What if I can help him
recall it?

Hypnosis.

Under a trance state,
we can access memories

which have become repressed
or unavailable

to the conscious mind,
traumatic experiences.

Thomas, you let me
put you under,

I'll be able to find out
what happened,

even if that is
shell shock.

I can find that out, too.

You know how
to do that?

A colleague taught me how
for a thesis, yes.

All right.

You put me to sleep,

you could find out
the truth?

Yes.

I am feeling so much
better right now.

Oh, good. Because I am
not feeling anything.

You always know how
to make me feel better.

I need to use
the little girls' room.

I will get you some water,
in the meantime.

Good idea.

Oh.

-Careful, now.
-Sorry.

I think
I drank too much.

Here, down this.

It'll make you feel better.

My turn to use the bathroom.

This is Dr. Allen Hynek
and I'm here with

Thomas Mann
and I am going to attempt

to place him
in a hypnotic state,

in order to access
memories of his alleged

encounter with
an alien spacecraft.

Thomas, if you could

ac-ac-acknowledge
yourself, please.

This is Thomas.

I'm here.

Okay. Now,

I want you to focus
on this light.

Just relax and focus
on the bulb itself.

Breathing easy,

fix your gaze
upon it, and just relax.

Safety's on, right?

Just so nothing goes
off accidentally.

I grew up in New Hampshire.

My husband was
in the military.

I know how
to handle a gun.

Well, this is
a whole different kinda

situation, though,
isn't it? You do realize

the kind of trouble you're
in right now, right?

If this helps Thomas,
it'll be worth it.

What if it doesn't?

-Then we'll keep trying.
-From prison?

-Why don't you believe him?
-I think I explained myself

pretty clearly earlier.

A man comes to you in pain,

asks for help,
and you don't even try?

What is wrong with you?

I'm not the one
holding hostages.

Maybe we wouldn't have to,
if you would've just

listened
to what he had to say!

I've known him
nearly fifteen years.

I love him.

I trust him.

And, if he says aliens
abducted him,

then I believe him.

And I'll do whatever I can
to help him get better.

Do you not have anyone in your
life you'd do that for?

No wonder
you don't understand.

Excellent, Thomas.

Now, as if it were
the easiest thing

in the world,
I want you to just

drift away...

...drifting back

to the moment you
encountered the craft.

I'm not in the car anymore.

I'm inside the ship.

I can't move.

Wait.

Now there's someone here.

I can't quite
make him out.

He's coming toward me.

I'm hearing words
inside my head like...

they were my own thoughts.

But they're not.

They're his.

"Relax.

We only want to understand.

These tests
will help us discover

the differences between us."

What is that?

I don't like that.

Ah! Aaaaaaaaah!

It burns!

It bu-u-u-u-u-rns!

My neck, oh!

It bu-u-u-u-u-rns!
-What happened?

What's happening?
-Go!

It's okay, he's just coming
out of the trance!

Oh! Aggh! Oh!

-Where is she?
-Faye?

She just went to the bathroom.
-No! Let me go!

Aah!

The gun, grab it,
there!

Let her go.

Or he's next.

All right, you win.

Just put
the gun down.

Go stand over there.

-How dare you.
-Doc.

-I was trying to help you.
-Doc!

What happened out here?

The secretary ran out.

You have
about 15 minutes

before this place
is surrounded,

probably with a lot bigger
guns than that one.

I heard you screaming.
I didn't know what to do.

I'm sorry.

Come with me.

Come on.

-Come on!
-Come on. Come on.

Get in there.

Let's get one thing
straight, okay?

You do not
apologize to me.

I'm the one
that's sorry.

It's okay.

We're gonna get
through this.

You are gonna get better.

Look like you're in shock.

-Hey, stop. Stop. Look at me.
-Look, I'm fine, okay?

It's just, I --

Did you hear any
of what he was saying

while we were in here?

When you were
hypnotizing him? No.

Who cares about that?
-I do!

-Why?
-Because I think

he might've been
telling the truth.

I saw them.

For the first time,
the things in that ship.

You did?

Yeah. They, um...

jabbed something
into me,

in my neck.

It must be what's
causing all the pain.

Feel really close.

There's a little lump
under the skin.

I never noticed it before.

Do you feel it?

I do.

I think we have
strong evidence here

for a close encounter
of the third kind.

Close encounter
of the first kind:

Visual sighting less
than 500 feet away,

showing angular
extension and detail.

Second kind: an encounter
with a physical effect,

car dying,
lights flickering.

The third...
-Contact. Right, right, right.

the scale you were
workin' on.

Thomas needs a full physical,
under our watch,

Then we're gonna need
to re-interview him.

Also, I wanna see
his car.

Are you forgetting what's
going on here right now?

Of course not! I-I --
He's just scared.

I don't give a damn
what he is.

And you don't even
work here anymore.

Mm.

Mimi.

Mm. My head's
spinning.

Maybe you should
lie down.

I need to.

C'mon.

Okay.

Okay.
-Oops!

What time is Allen
getting home?

Um,

he has class,
so, late.

Mm.

Let's get you
into the bedroom.

-What are you doing?
-If I don't work here anymore,

then I hypnotized
and recorded Thomas

as a private civilian,
which means

I am entitled
to my interview.

Don't try this again.

You just push me?

I'm not going
to let you take my work!

Do you realize
how many times

that I almost got fired
because of you?

If I didn't lie about what
happened in White Forest...

If you hadn't lied, you'd be
just as bad as all the others!

Pushing the same propaganda,
telling witnesses

what they saw was birds
and weather balloons!

How much evidence
do you need?!

What are you lookin' for?

If Captain Quinn is right
and we're about to be

surrounded, we have
to do this now.

Cut this thing
outta my neck.

No. I'm not gonna cut you
open, Thomas.

Baby, no one
is gonna believe me,

unless we have
the physical proof!

Listen, this might be
our only chance.

They're comin'!

Let's take off your shoes.

Ah!

-What?
-Shh.

Hm.

Are we done?

Listen.

I don't hear anything.

Exactly.

I got it out.

Whatever those creatures
put in him...

...I got it out.

I can't be sure what kind.

Feels almost hollow, though.

You ever take
any ordinance overseas?

I was wounded, yes.

In the shoulder.

Can I have a look?

Could be shrapnel.

That's
perfectly round.

I've seen metal pulled
out of people's bodies

you'd swear looked
like Abe Lincoln.

Anything's possible.

-What happened?
-Nothing.

That could've just been
a reflection off the, uh --

Is that...
what's doing that?

It's...that thing.

It killed the power.

No.

And my phone is gonna...

...any moment.

What's happening?

My guess?

MPs have surrounded the place

and are cutting the power.

The person on the other
end of that phone

is a commander,

looking to make contact,
start a dialogue.

Whatever happens next,
how peacefully

you wanna resolve this,

is up to you.
So, Thomas,

how would you like
to proceed?

You should answer.

-What do they want?
-They just wanna talk,

find out what's going on.

-You can show them
that thing now, right,

that was in my neck?

You believe us now,
don't you?

That's what was
making me crazy,

what caused all this.

Foreign objects can
affect body chemistry,

regardless of what they are.
He has a point.

This is
outta my hands now.

What can we do?

Put the gun down.
We'll go from there.

Babe.

You said something earlier
about me getting help.

-Yeah.
-What if this is a reaction

to what I saw overseas?

Maybe I haven't been
in my right mind.

-Thomas.
-Maybe I did make it all up.

You don't mean that!

Thomas, the hypnosis
does raise

some interesting questions.
-If I'm the one

who caused all this,

Vivian shouldn't go
to jail.

None of this is her fault.
I don't want her to get

in trouble for what I did.

Stop saying that!

You didn't make this up.
You just needed help.

You can see that now, right?

Baby, please.

You didn't do
anything wrong.

Why should you have
to suffer for that?

Why did the phone
stop ringing?

I don't know.

-Thomas.
-Vivian: Can you call back?

Get away from the window!
-Thomas!

Aah! Thomas! Thomas!

Thomas!
-Ah!

-Thomas!
-Go! Go! Go!

Hey, let me see your hands!
-Thomas!

-Keep 'em in the air!
-Thomas!

No! No! No!

MP: Window, window, yeah!

Vivian: No!

Hold it, ma'am.

Oh, it's all right.

She should go
with her husband.

Yes, sir.

Bullet passed
right through.

I've seen that before.
He should be all right.

Can't say for sure
what'll happen after that.

I understand.

And I'm sorry.

You saved my life
at the window.

Couple inches to the right
and that bullet hits my head.

I'm just sorry things
had to go that far.

I just want an answer.

So do I.

You're not gonna walk
off with that.

What do you wanna do
with it?

Put it with the tape,

deal with it
when I get back.

I gotta go outta town,
D.C.

Generals have some
conference there

they'd like me
to attend.

You know you have
a cut above your, uh --

I believe that came
from you, earlier.

You've gotten better since
that bar fight in Alabama.

Ahem.

You never signed this,
by the way.

You'll have to, if you
wanna make it official.

I'd like you
to reconsider.

I think, if it was you
who answered the phone

when Thomas called
that day,

none of this
would have happened.

You're good at that:
keeping me honest.

I think, uh,

I think I'm better
when you're around.

But I understand
if you wanna leave.

Do you believe in any
of what Thomas said?

Doesn't matter
what I believe.

That's not why
we're here.

No need to lock up.

♪ If you love me ♪

♪ Oh, Donna ♪

♪ Oh, Donna ♪

You were quick today.

You know me,
once I make up my mind.

Where is it?

Hmm? The film.

Somewhere safe.

You didn't do it.

Of course I did.
You don't trust me?

You've given me
every reason not to.

How can I change that
for you?

Mnh.

Keep them both there.

Now it's self-defense.

Ah!

Ahh.

♪ It's never ♪

♪ Too late to make amends ♪

♪ I'm gonna love you ♪

♪ Until ♪

♪ The end ♪

What are you doing here?

You know where I live?!
-Shh shh shh shh shh.

You're just gonna have
to trust me.

I won't have time
to explain.

No!

You don't come
near my family.

You've already put me
in enough danger.

I have no choice.

You need
to leave tonight.

A plane ticket.

Something big is
about to happen,

something you've
been waiting for

since you took
this job.

Proof.

Man: Why not?
-Ginny: I don't want you to.

It might be dangerous.
-There you are.

I was getting worried.
-Only madmen see the saucers,

-Allen, what's wrong?
-but they're dangerous.

There's nothing out
in those hills,
-I need to pack.

but the hills are dangerous.
-Pack for what?

-I have to fly to Washington, DC
-I can't buy that.

-tonight, right now!
-The only way

I can hurt myself is by not --
-What is going on?

-Allen.
-You want breakfast?

-We made a promise, remember?
-Back where?

-No more secrets.
-Stop it. Stop it.

-Please stop it.

You can't just

Man: Ginny,
I've gotta find out.

Do you understand?

-Mom?
-Then,

-then I can't stop you.
-Dad,

is everything all right?
-Man: No, you can't.

C'mere.

-But I'll be back, Ginny,

and, so help me, if this

moon shot comes through,
-Joel.

-if John's story is right,
-Your dad needs to go

on a business trip, but,
-it'll mean a new world,

for me, for you,

for the both of us!
-he'll be back soon.

If I can get some proof,
some concrete evidence,

-Right?
-some real documents,

-Yeah, I will.
-that these saucers have been

landing. I know they have.
They've been

landing here for the
last three years,

landing and
discharging passengers.

And where are they?
Here, in Las Palmas,

filtered all over America.

Ginny: You really
believe that, don't you?

Man: I don't know, Ginny,
but I'll find out.

I'll find out a lotta things.

I'll find out why
they come here,

who sent them,
what's behind all this.

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Five Six

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Nine.