UFO s01e06 Episode Script

Sighting - radius, vector one-zero-nine-six.
Alter course, four-decimal-three-one degrees.
Confirm bearings.
One-zero-nine-decimal-six.
Orbital altitude three-zero-six-decimal-two miles.
Vostok II, launched June 13, '65.
Fire limpet.
Limpet attached.
Moving away.
Stand by.
Activate.
- Positive, sir.
- Resume course.
Confirmed sighting at radius vector one-five-two-zero.
- There she is.
- Position and data correct.
Log and resume course.
Apollo 8, December 21, What we say goes no further than this room, OK? So let's get down to the infighting.
You have been a thorn in my side for years, Straker.
Consistently excessive demands for the diversion of resources to your organisation.
- But a total clearance programme? - Right.
While I'm running this commission I'll fight you on this issue every inch of the way.
You've been practising.
What are you working on, anyway, Alec? One of Straker's projects.
It's a beautification campaign.
I won't deny you could use it.
No, space junk.
Straker wants it all cleared.
The Astrophysical Commission takes care of any space junk, anything with hazard potential.
Straker thinks it could be used by the aliens to crack our defences.
He may be onto something.
If your report shows it's possible, the junk gets cleared.
- What's the problem? - James L Henderson is the problem.
Cost! Time! Personnel! Resources! You want reasons why not? I can give you a hundred.
Listen, Henderson, every item of space junk could be cleared in weeks if the commission gave its full support.
As for cost, it would be high, but safety factors alone would justify it.
- Safety factors? - Yes.
My organisation uses space more than any other.
My pilots take more risks in a month than My men do in a year? No, we'd need facts, Straker.
Details, statistics.
- You just don't have them.
- Don't I? - Of course not.
- I have my report.
Your report.
You promised you would not decide until my report was considered.
And so it won't.
However, I confess I don't think it will have much influence.
Then that must be because you've swung them against it.
We've completed the annual clearance of all dangerous space junk.
The cost was more than double last year's.
And worth every penny.
Do you realise what a full clearance programme would cost? I'm not gonna swap dollar signs with you.
Lives are at stake.
I want that junk cleared.
Every last piece.
- 'So where is he? ' - On his way, sir.
Commander Straker.
Freeman.
'Alec, I want that clearance report.
' There's data still missing.
'I don't care what's missing.
'Looks like Henderson's commission have already decided against it.
'We have to convince them.
' Give me 24 hours.
It can't make any difference to you.
'I want that report, Alec.
I don't care what shape it's in.
' 'SHADO lunar module 32 clear for takeoff.
Stand by.
' Roger, Moonbase.
Confirm TET.
Affirmative.
Trans-Earth trajectory green.
Lift off, 32.
Check delta coordinates.
Coordinates correct, sir.
Earth orbit insertion, two hours, Right.
Contact SHADO HQ and Moonbase.
Tell them we're going for EOl in Right, sir.
at 13-08-21, sir.
Contact SID.
Tracking procedure green.
- Has SHADO HQ been alerted? - Yes, sir.
- So everything's fine? - Straker won't think so.
He's expecting you.
Re-entry angle six-decimal fifty-eight degrees.
EOl, four minutes, 12 seconds.
Sighting, sir.
At seven-zero-three-five.
That's in behind us.
Confirm sighting.
Affirmative, sir, and it's closing fast! Contact Moonbase.
unidentified sighting, sir.
Signal red alert.
What's happening? Angle increasing! His angle of re-entry's too steep.
Tell him to correct angle of re-entry! Loss of signal, sir! Still increasing! Something's pulling us off course! We've got to correct! Pitch actuator, one-decimal-three.
Burn! Earth orbit insertion now.
No response! We're in trouble! Look, Henderson, all I need is another 48 hours.
- Another 48 hours? - Yes! I can have a summary of the report on your desk by then.
I can't hold up the commission any longer.
Let me tell them that you decided to withdraw your proposal.
It'd get you off the hook.
I'll hold you to your word.
Consider my report before deciding about the clearance.
All right, I think I'm reading you.
You want an alibi for that pilot of yours who died.
You want to blame it on uncleared junk.
- I want your word, Henderson.
- On one condition.
You consider your spacecraft was in a collision with space junk.
- It's a possibility.
- Hmm.
A possibility, yes.
So suspend all lunar flights until we've investigated the incident.
- You realise what you're doing? - Yes, I do.
I'm proving to the commission that your organisation at present is an expensive and unworkable luxury.
Ahh, Ms Ealand.
Hard at it? I'm always hard at it.
Sometimes you notice.
- How did it go, sir? - Go? You know the code word "Washington Square"? Not without looking it up.
It's not a regular one.
- It's one I thought we'd never use.
- What does it mean, sir? It means shutdown.
Cancel lunar flights.
Virtual isolation of Moonbase.
'SHADO control to all units - Washington Square.
'I say again, Washington Square.
'Immediate compliance, Washington Square.
' Colonel Foster, sorry to disturb you.
'Code message from SHADO - "Washington Square.
" 'I'll check it right away.
' There's no need.
It means shutdown.
What? More specifically, a complete ban on all orbital flights.
- 'Colonel Freeman for you.
' - Put him on.
- 'Why the ban on flights? ' - Henderson.
- 'What about the report? ' - Forget it.
The commission believe we're blaming space junk for the crash.
- 'When you think it was ' - Maddox.
Pilot error.
Take a rest, enjoy the scenery.
What's Straker trying to do? I don't know.
He doesn't usually take things lying down.
You couldn't call it typical.
Then there's Maddox.
What do we do about him? Forget all about it? What else can we do? Any pilot can make a mistake.
- And you're only allowed one.
- Not Maddox.
- Anyone can make a mistake.
- Maddox was too experienced! All right, all right, what caused the re-entry error? He reported an unidentified sighting just before loss of signal.
But we didn't pick up anything.
It must have been something.
Space debris.
Maybe.
Maybe.
And we just sit back and do nothing? No.
We make sure it doesn't happen again.
Get me 32's electronic log.
- Captain Maddox's flight? - Yes.
What's going on here? - Who the devil's in that module? - Colonel Foster.
Why didn't you tell me? Any of you! Orders.
We weren't to tell you until takeoff was imminent.
And irreversible.
Paul, cut your motors.
I said cut your motors.
- 'This won't help.
' - What won't? Taking out a module.
If you're doing it why I think you are.
- I'm gonna fly Maddox's course.
- Under the same conditions.
- 'Yes.
' - You're crazy! What will it prove? For one thing, Maddox wasn't responsible for the loss of his ship.
'Well, if you do make it it won't mean much.
' Depends on how I get through.
'And if you don't? ' Then I don't.
Roger.
Three.
Roger.
What is it? Two-nine calling Moonbase.
- 'Everything under control? ' - So far.
EOl in two hours, Roger.
Have you contacted Straker? No.
But I have a feeling he'll be contacting me soon.
Sighting at galactic latitude Longitude 14-decimal-five-three.
- That's Moonbase operations area.
- Right.
Call Straker.
'You'll turn back right now.
' EOl in one hour precisely.
- I've gone too far for that.
- You're right, Foster.
Much too far.
- Two-nine to Moonbase.
- Go ahead, two-nine.
'Re-entry in six minutes nine seconds.
' Roger.
- Moonbase.
- 'Receiving, two-nine.
' 'EOl in four minutes, three seconds.
' Re-entry angle five-decimal- seven-three degrees.
Confirm.
'Two-nine, confirm re-entry angle.
' Stay on two-nine! Two-nine's re-entry angle, it's Adjust re-entry angle, cut back to five.
'Cut back to five, you're far too shallow.
He'll bounce off the earth's atmosphere out into space.
Colonel Foster? Foster here, I'm happy to say.
'Congratulations.
' Don't let my delight blind you to the fact that we have matters to discuss.
Ooh, you've gone too far this time, Straker.
- I don't see it that way.
- You authorised a lunar flight! I authorised nothing.
Look, Straker, I don't want to argue.
You are responsible whatever the circumstances.
I agree.
But Colonel Foster has proved there is alien interference with our flights.
- Has he? - Yes.
And I was almost killed doing it.
- So you say.
- Yes, I say! My apologies.
Thank you.
It's time we laid our cards on the table.
All right.
I'll tell you what I think of Colonel Foster's so-called proof.
You knew we would turn down your space junk clearance programme so you instructed Foster to fly.
- Why? - Because you need evidence.
Go on.
You rigged this information.
But you won't get away with it.
The commission convenes in two days.
By the time I get through you'll be out of a job.
Is that all? I'll see you at the meeting.
Indeed you will, Commander.
Can he really do it? - Do what? - Ease you out.
He can try.
What about our evidence? Evidence.
What's it gonna look like if Henderson says we manufactured it to get a space clearance programme? But we're right! Sometimes, Colonel, that's not quite enough.
The tracking data's been processed.
- Anything? - Not that we can see.
We should've picked up something.
There's nothing on the log except a record of manoeuvres.
Send it to SHADO headquarters.
So what do we do now? - Any suggestions? - We can't just sit around.
I've solved many problems by "sitting around", Colonel.
Try it.
The report on Colonel Foster's flight has arrived.
- And? - Nothing unusual, sir.
All right.
- So that leaves the MV3 detector.
- They're processing the data now.
We haven't had much luck so far, maybe we're due for a break.
- The MV3 data, sir.
- Ah, thank you.
Looks like an SPS rocket of some sort.
Like the limpet rockets used in debris destruction.
Yes.
It doesn't make sense.
Why would the aliens put this device into orbit? Could be programmed to attack moon flights? A blockade on Moonbase? Maybe.
Why hasn't our radar picked it up? Space debris.
It's based in one of those burnt-out rockets over there.
Assuming you're right, which one could it be? Maddox and I flew practically identical paths it would have to be one of these two here or Apollo 8 here or B-47.
Four possibilities.
I think we're onto something.
That should be OK.
- Freeman.
- 'I have an assignment for you.
'Launch the Interceptors.
Mission - to destroy four pieces of space junk.
'Control will relay the coordinates.
' Space junk in earth orbit? 'Right.
And I mean use all three interceptors.
' - All three? - 'I know, 'it'll leave Moonbase undefended.
Nevertheless, do it, Alec, at once.
' You know what's gonna happen when Henderson finds out.
Ah, yes.
Henderson.
Go over and tell him, Colonel.
What? He'll go berserk.
Yes.
Take a nice, slow drive.
Give me about half an hour.
I hope you know what you're doing.
Control to Interceptor Leader, steer course to earth orbit.
'You will receive details from Earth Control.
Out.
' Ms Ealand, when James Henderson calls tell him I'm unavailable.
And when he arrives, sir? Show him right in - he's a very important man.
Expect him at three o'clock.
I wanna see Straker - immediately.
And I'm telling you I won't take no for an answer.
Of course you may see him, he's expecting you.
- Go straight in.
- Oh.
Thank you.
- Straker! - Ahh, Henderson.
You're late.
Won't keep you a moment - studio business.
I think it's a great script, Mr Steiner.
There we are.
- Cleared for shooting.
- Thanks.
- I like the way you operate.
- Thank you.
Some executives crawl all over you.
Well, I can assure you you'll see very little of me.
And I'll give you a film the studio will be proud of.
Thanks again.
Nice guy.
Goodbye! Bye.
All right, Straker! I never touch them.
Voice identification.
- James Henderson.
- 'Identification positive.
- 'Henderson, James L.
' - Thank you.
I tried to call you.
I was told you were not available.
- Were these your instructions? - Yes.
I see.
A very high-handed attitude.
However, one more question.
Is it true you ordered all three Interceptors to destroy certain items of space junk? Correct.
Do you realise what you've done? - You tell me.
- Defied the commission and left Moonbase defenceless.
I realise the implications.
You had better start packing, Straker! You're through! Aren't you interested in my reasons? Let's be kind, put it down to the strain of command.
Get those Interceptors back on Moonbase, while you can still give orders.
- Sorry, Henderson.
- Don't push your luck! - If Moonbase reports - A UFO sighting? Stick around.
I'm expecting it.
Possible contact, two-four-eight-zero-one-six red.
Contact confirmed.
UFO two-four-eight-one-three-six red.
Red alert.
Get me SHADO headquarters.
'UFO maintaining course two-four-eight-two-oh-four green.
' Get the termination.
Request trajectory termination.
'Predicted termination one-F-O-two-six, southern England.
' Close enough.
Its target is this studio.
- Keep visual contact on countdown.
- Yes, sir.
- Order shutdown.
- Shutdown?! Everything! VHF, radar, computers, complete radio silence.
- Straker! - As you said, I give the orders.
Complete shutdown.
Do it.
Termination, eight minutes, four seconds.
Straker, I'd like to talk to you in your office.
You too, Colonel.
Straker, I'm relieving you of your command.
Colonel Foster will take over.
You can't, you require the backing of the commission.
- You think I won't get it? - Yes, but it takes time.
And this base is due to be attacked.
Colonel Foster, assume command! Colonel.
I take my orders from Commander Straker.
Now, Henderson, you're going to listen! The aliens put a satellite into earth orbit using space junk to cover.
Why? A blockade on Moonbase? A logical reason, but obvious.
Too obvious.
We would have located and destroyed it.
So it's a decoy, a red herring for something bigger.
An attack on this headquarters.
They hoped the satellite would draw the Interceptors from Moonbase.
And you fell into the trap.
I acted as if the plan had worked, yes! It would take a UFO of great power to destroy this underground base.
I didn't want that hanging over us.
All this does not explain the shutdown.
Why make it easy for them? The UFO is programmed onto our signals.
I don't buy it, Straker.
I just hope you've guessed wrong.
Because if you're right we're about to be killed.
There's still time for you to leave.
All right, we all just sit here and wait.
- For what? - A voice.
Moonbase to SHADO Control.
Come in Control.
It's no use, sir, it's complete radio shutdown.
What the hell is Straker playing at? Four minutes to termination.
Straker, contact the Interceptors, there may be time.
No, they can't operate in the atmosphere and the UFO's in the stratosphere.
Termination: One minute 20 seconds.
We're sitting ducks.
Maybe.
- Yes? - 'Sky One has overflown the studio.
' Thank you, Ms Ealand.
- Switch everything on.
- Yes, sir.
- And get me Captain Carlin.
- Sir.
- 'Nice timing, Captain.
' - Roger, Control.
Sky One to Moonbase, request UFO fix and attack coordinates.
Will relay direct to outward computer.
- Straker, the sly old - Fox? Have visual contact.
Going in for attack.
Sky One to SHADO Control, UFO destroyed.
Colonel Foster, would you get this operation computerised and we'll prepare it for the commission.
I guess I owe you an apology.
You were right.
I'll recommend a complete clearance of space junk.
Thank you.
Of course, it'll take time.
The money has to be raised.
Call it the Maddox fund.
- Maddox? - The pilot who was killed.
Ah, yes, Maddox.
Well If only you hadn't been so sure you were right.
Like you? Henderson.
I'll walk you to your car.