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[beeping]
[beeping intensifies]
Getting closer, ain't ya?
Whoa! Ah!
Ha ha! I knew it!
I knew it! I knew it!
[laughs]
I knew it! I'm not crazy!
I knew it!
It's been circling for days.
Okay.
Eh.
Where you at?
Come on. Where you at?
Come on. Where are you? Huh?
They said I was crazy. I'm not crazy.
It's 40 degrees. 40... 40 north.
115.
Dammit. Still half an hour until Shepherd's there.
It's early.
Dale for Shepherd. Come in Shepherd.
Dammit.
Sy, if... if you're listening, if anyone is listening,
at 0600 a vessel of unknown origin
has crash landed in, uh,
40 degrees north, 115 west.
Shepherd, I told you.
I told everyone, and now I have proof!
It's been circling for days, and they...
they've finally arrived.
They've arrived.
They're...
They're... they're here.
Come on, where you at?
Where they at?
Ah!
In 1947, mankind learned that we are
far from alone in the galaxy.
In the decades to follow, we discovered dozens
of intelligent extraterrestrial species
with the capability of reaching Earth.
Some of them are friendly... but some of them are not,
so the US developed the Alien Defense Unit.
If you're hearing this, it's because you've been
selected to join this elite force.
Together we work in secret to study, communicate with,
and, if necessary, defeat these alien entities.
They can be powerful allies...
or terrifying new threats.
Now it's up to you to know the difference,
and to defend our planet if and when the time comes.
Welcome to the ADU.
Oh, seven hundred.
Come in, this Early Bird for the Worm.
Hello?
Dale, come in.
Dale? It's Shepherd. You out there, bud?
Come on, don't make me come looking for you.
I told you to lay off of that moonshine of yours
or I'd have to come out and confiscate it.
All right, Dale, this isn't funny.
Shepherd over and out.
Ooh.
Colonel Mayweather. Good morning, sir.
That could change, Shepherd.
I'm sure you're aware that reported sightings
in your sector were ten times the monthly average last night?
Right?
Yes. I have a call into my guy at NORAD.
Don't bother NORAD.
The Air Force wasn't flying, and our satellites
didn't get a picture of anything but a lot of desert.
You think something came down and we missed it?
Well, Since Roswell, nothing falls from the sky
that isn't tagged and tracked before John Q. Public
can pick up a smartphone and snap a picture.
But hundreds of people have been calling from your sector
reporting that they've seen some...
fireball in the sky.
A fireball.
Now, is there anything from your security details last night?
Anything to suggest this?
No, sir. Business as usual.
Nothing? Come on. Nothing weird?
Well, I mean, now that you mention it,
we do have a local guy out here that radios me
an all clear every morning like clockwork.
It's not exactly confirmation of
an alien invasion or anything, but
I haven't heard from him today,
and I don't much like the coincidence.
You know, if he saw a fireball,
he's the kind of guy that would go looking for it.
Well, you know, usually I'd avoid getting my intel
from the tin foil hat community,
but sometimes you gotta hand it to 'em.
Right now that's the best lead we have, so let's go with it.
We'll check it out pronto, sir.
Now, if something did come down,
it was invisible until it was in your airspace.
I need you to confirm and contain
any conceivable alien force or give me an all clear.
Otherwise you know what the protocol is.
I do.
I'm sure it's just, um, some piece of alien junk
that we don't want falling into the wrong hands.
We've seen what happens when these extraterrestrials
make it planetside.
There's a big difference when they're "just visiting".
When they come in peace they normally make a show of it.
It's when they're sneaky that I start to get itchy,
so use precaution.
Because when it goes the other way, it goes bad, so...
- Colonel? - Mora?
Specialist Fairchild should be inbound now.
One other thing, Shepherd.
I expedited the transfer of your new specialist.
She should be there shortly.
Utilize her.
The A.D.U. is, um, it's changing.
They're pushing the old grunts like us out
and, um, bringing in these new xeno-anthropologists.
Alien experts.
They think that these young kids can talk
to these big-headed monsters.
I don't know.
That's not exactly accurate.
Shepherd, say hello to Melissa Mora.
- Master Sergeant. - Ma'am.
I'm looking forward to hearing what you find out there.
I'm sure you're aware, but your team has
significantly expanded our understanding
of alien culture and technology.
Happy to help.
Here's to one last find before you retire.
Uh, well, that depends on what we find.
With all due respect, I'm not done yet.
There's still plenty to do here.
Retirement seems a ways off.
Could be sooner than you think, but before you go,
Shepherd, Fairchild is the best
and the brightest of this new generation.
Army, Air Force, MIT.
It wasn't challenging enough for her, so I'm sending her to you.
And I need you to take an active role in her training,
because when all this shit's over with,
she's going to be your replacement.
Thank you.
So, what are you in for?
How do you mean?
Well, I was on the fire team that relocated
the spacecraft from the dig in Turkey.
That's how I found out that aliens are, you know, real.
We got a guy on the base that brought
his date to the test site.
Idiot.
Point is, if you end up on this detail,
you either screw up or you see something
that you're not supposed to.
I see.
So which is it for you?
I requested it.
Life outside our solar system is a statistical likelihood.
Once I realized that, I knew I would do anything
to make first contact.
Well, I've seen enough alien weapons to know that
if I'm the one making the first contact,
it's gonna be with this bad boy.
You know what I mean?
Don't you think a first contact
should be more delicate than that?
Not if you want to survive it.
Why do you think no one ever mentions a second contact?
That's something I'm hoping can change.
Well, good luck with that.
Let's go, newbie.
Welcome to the Alien Defense Unit.
Don't let the looks fool you.
There's more underground than there is above.
It's hot out here.
This is just where we hang out and eat and sleep
and train and live,
and probably die.
You'll get used to it.
Where do I find Shepherd?
This way.
You must be Specialist Fairchild.
Reporting for duty, Sergeant.
Uh, sir, I've already been briefed
on the anomaly in your sector.
It's our sector now, isn't it, Specialist?
Yes, sir.
I've taken a closer look at the satellite imagery
and there seems to be something causing
a blind spot in your... our sector, sir.
There's no technology on Earth that I'm aware of
that can do that.
I've sent in a request to the USGS for a seismic report.
It's possible whatever fell...
Who mans this comms room?
You do.
Sir, sorry for asking,
but I notice that most of the staff here is combat oriented.
Don't you think the unit would benefit
from more science personnel?
We have Bob.
Uh...
Oh yes. Engineer Robert Drake.
I mean, he's a civilian.
[chuckles] Only on paper.
Bob's got PhDs in science that don't even exist yet.
Sir, if you don't mind, while we're on the topic of personnel,
I think it's best that we don't inform the men
that I'm replacing you until it actually happens.
I would like to observe the unit first.
Noted.
Hut!
Where's Bob?
On PT with Matteo, sir.
King?
Getting his pack, sir.
Gentlemen, this here is Specialist Fairchild.
Welcome her to the unit.
Welcome Specialist Fairchild!
Thanks.
Better make a good impression on her.
She's gonna take over once they boot me out of here.
You two kit up. You're with me.
We're wheels in five.
Get Matteo on the radio and let's get Bob out here
for a meet and greet.
Everybody standby for orders. Dismissed.
Where are we heading?
I am headed up to my friend Dale's place.
I'm gonna have a look around.
I think you should stay here.
You want me to stay here?
If something's on the ground, I want to see it pronto.
I want to ID it.
Someone's gotta go through the call logs from last night
for mentions of a "fireball." You're the specialist.
Plot out the sightings.
Maybe we can come up with a flight path.
You've got your orders.
Shouldn't I go with you?
Specialist, you're my trainee.
I don't know what Mayweather told you,
but I haven't retired yet.
And until your training is over, you're with me until I say so.
You're here to learn, not lead.
Understood?
Yes, sir.
Permission to speak freely, sir?
Denied.
If there's a ship out there, I should be the one to find it.
I guess that's the difference between us.
I hope we don't find anything.
You got this? Let's go, walk in the park.
Oh, shit.
Can we please be done now?
Come on, Bob.
How are we supposed to fight when the aliens attack
if you can't even handle a little cardio?
You'll really be screwed when you have
100 pounds of gear on you!
Yeah. Attack.
Why do you think... why...
why does everyone always think that it's an attack, huh?
They been here before.
There've been crashes, mistakes, misunderstandings,
and yeah, a fight or two, but there's never been an attack.
We'd be dead!
Then what will it look like when... if the aliens come back?
Honestly, I don't know.
That's why I need to be in the lab,
not out here training for combat.
Why am I the only one that you do this to, huh?
Because everyone else has been through boot.
You haven't.
Maybe they're studying us, the aliens.
Studying us?
Yeah.
All right.
If they're so advanced, why would they give a shit about us?
Why do we study ants?
To figure out how to kill them.
Roman to Matteo.
Go for Matteo.
Shepherd wants to egghead Bob back at the base ASAP.
Everyone's on standby.
We just got here. What's going on?
Don't know. Shepherd's off site with Sams and King.
Full kit. He wants you ready to rock.
- Copy? - Copy. On our way.
Full kit?
What... what's that mean, ready... ready to rock?
It means on your feet, Bob.
Let's go take a look through that alien arsenal of yours.
Come on. Double time.
Just give me a second.
I'm leaving the weights here.
Okay. Let's see what we have to work with.
Is that everything?
Everything that I've got that's operational.
Heavily modified, of course.
All the tech that we've recovered is ancient,
found in archeological digs and in frozen ice,
and if it wasn't for that Roswell crash
and everything we found afterwards,
I might not have been able to get any of this stuff to work.
You've seen the Roswell UFO?
It's not unidentified anymore. Everyone knows that.
And yes, I've seen seven.
I even got to go inside one once.
It was cramped.
Little guys, huh? Three fingers?
That tech right there is the same stuff
that the spaceships use to generate anti-gravity
for navigation in a... a gravity gauntlet.
We found that underneath the pyramids.
Once upon a time that thing would literally
just reach out and shape the earth, move massive objects
all by manipulating the force of gravity.
I think, anyways.
Well, if you ask me, that's all we need right there.
Let's pack this baby up and spank these aliens
with a fist full of gravity.
Hoo-rah.
Well, it's missing a power source.
It needs, well, more amps than the human race
has conceived since the industrial revolution.
So, uh, right now, it's kind of just an ornament.
It's just a reminder.
Reminder of what?
3,000 years ago, while we were rubbing sticks
together to make fire, they harnessed the power of gravity,
and we can't even turn it on.
So, it's a reminder that we're contending with forces
far beyond what we even hope to be one day.
But I swear I'm gonna get that baby to work.
Establish wireless connection and take control.
Average the report sightings and display vector.
Adjust for Shepherd's heading.
Now display new seismic data and overlay.
Something did fall.
Shepherd, this is Fairchild.
I think you need to stop the truck.
Shepherd, did you read? Stop the truck!
Fairchild, come in, Fairchild.
It's jammed.
Did she say something came down?
You guys hold here for just a second.
Heya, Dale?
Got some blood here, Shep.
Pack this up for Bob.
Sounds like Dale might be getting a signal.
Dale, are you in there?
[coughing]
There's something...
There's something here, Shep.
Possible contamination.
Hey, why don't you get on his radio?
See if you can, uh, get in touch with base.
Copy that.
Could be he's got a better signal out.
Dale, what'd you find out here?
There's nothing here.
[grunts]
Jesus!
Get in the truck!
- What about King? - Get in the truck!
Ahh! Ahh!
It's not down!
Hey, it's...
Shepherd to base.
It's growing!
Threat confirmed. Threat confirmed!
[groaning]
We're under attack!
Sams!
Atta boy.
Whoo! That's what I'm talking about.
We're gonna bring this baby with us.
Well, we... we kind of can't.
I... I still have to figure out how to power that
out in the field.
I' d have to plug it directly into the grid
to get enough power for more than one shot.
This seems to be a reoccurring issue with you, Bob.
Well...
Do you have anything that works?
Matteo, what's your twenty?
Specialist Fairchild needs you in the radio room now.
- Copy? - Copy.
In the warehouse. On our way.
- Who? - I don't know.
I swear I have stuff that works, okay?
Careful with that. Geez.
Listen to this.
I've been recording every signal
that's strong enough to come through.
This is the only one.
Holy shit.
That was five minutes ago.
I already sent it to Mayweather.
I caught a recording off the citizen's band.
Shepherd must have found a working frequency.
He said "attack."
That... that doesn't make any sense.
Looks like your theory was wrong Bob,
'cause it makes perfect sense to me.
Mayweather's calling.
I guess you're in charge now.
Better go answer it.
Fairchild, I've listened to the transmission.
Hate to ask, but any word from Shepherd yet
or is he still MIA?
Not since the last transmission, sir.
It's clear we've got an alien crash,
but we believe the potential alien craft
is jamming the signal somehow.
So, it's possible he's out there
but unable to make contact.
I sent his last transmission to the Joint Chiefs
and they're calling it proof enough to initiate
the Helion Measure.
Fairchild, looks like your training's been cut short.
Your mission clock is ticking, so what do you recommend?
Anything?
It's my opinion, sir, that the recordings tell us
what we already know, something went down last night.
Between the flight path and Shepherd's last location,
I think we have a small enough search radius
for the three of us and the team here to cover it
within a reasonable mission window.
Whoa, whoa, whoa. Whoa, whoa, whoa.
I'm not going anywhere. I don't need to be out there.
I... I need to be here.
I'll need Bob's technical expertise
at the crash site to accurately access the threat.
There's no one on Earth more qualified
to identify alien technology.
Matteo, is it? Lance Corporal.
Yes, sir.
Your orders are to locate the crash site
and recover your commanding officer or confirm his death.
I need containment and elimination
of the alien threat before sundown
or I assume you know the protocol, right, Fairchild?
I do, sir.
Good, because there's no time left to waste.
Find the rest of your team and get them back safe.
I'm counting on all of you. Good luck.
Mayweather out.
What did he mean?
Protocol? Well, what's protocol?
The Helion Measure.
A thermonuclear warhead launched from an orbital satellite.
Are you serious?
Only in the event that the alien threat
spreads beyond our ability to contain it.
Why didn't I know about this?
Because you're a civilian, Bob.
You don't have the clearance.
If I would've known that, I...
I wouldn't have brought my entire collection here.
The contents of that warehouse is...
irreplaceable, literally.
All my work, countless alien artifacts.
I... I mean, nothing would survive that blast.
That's the point, Bob.
We're here.
That... that nuclear blast,
that will eradicate this entire area,
not to mention kill hundreds of thousands of people.
It's not going to come to that.
Did you hear that thing on the recording?
Something is out there, and we don't know what it is.
I mean, breathing the same air as it could be lethal.
For all we know, it's a biological attack.
So we follow protocol and we wear our masks.
And what if the aliens just kills us?
I hear you have a whole alien arsenal;
is that true?
Yes.
Good. Then bring it. We have our orders.
Secure the crash site, identify the threat, and eliminate it.
What about Shepherd?
Shouldn't we be heading to Dale's?
If he's alive, his orders are the same as ours:
Identify and contain.
I want to know what we're up against before we run into it.
Whatever's jamming the signal is coming from that crash.
If Bob can disable it,
then we can use the satellites to find Shepherd's vehicle
and hopefully figure out what we're dealing with.
That means the crash site is our first priority.
Round up, bring everything that you need.
That includes you, Bob.
Let's go.
Wait, n... no.
What did I tell... I... I'm not going anywhere.
Road ends here, we'll have to go the rest on foot.
This should be it.
All right. Put on your mask.
Stay sharp.
We don't know how many targets we might be dealing with.
Those alien guns of Bob's work, right?
Oh, yeah.
Good.
Should be just over that ridge.
Make it safe and hold position.
We're right behind you.
Bob, let's go.
Bob, gonna need you out here.
I'll bring up the van.
Van's close enough, Bob. Let's go.
You know, you might have to follow orders,
but I'm technically just a civilian, remember?
Cut the shit, Bob.
We both know your choices were here or a mile under Groom Lake.
I read your file, your whole file,
even your unredacted thesis.
Hmm.
I thought they erased all my academic work.
With what you know,
they'll never let you go back to civilian life.
Your deal was a hole in the ground
or a place where you can work and see the sky,
even if things are falling out of it.
I meant what I said to Mayweather.
There's no one on Earth more qualified
with alien tech than you.
Come on, Bob, where's your scientific curiosity?
You're the expert.
We need you out there.
Well, you know, "by sundown"
is plenty of time for us to get outside
the blast radius if we go now.
Not without transpo.
Bob, if we are going to find Shepherd
and complete our mission, I need you
to shut off whatever's jamming the signal.
Then, I'll check the gear.
Bob, I don't need your gear right now.
I need your eyes and I need your brain and I need your feet.
Come on.
I'll go when it's clear.
Matteo, we clear?
No tangos. We're clear.
We're clear. Let's go.
Coming.
This is why I don't come out here.
There's a lot of shit on the ground.
Don't touch anything.
All right, the atmosphere is clear.
It's okay to take off your masks.
All good?
All good.
No sign of Shepherd either.
Oh my God, look at that thing.
Matteo, Roman, head up and take a look.
Copy! C'mon, Rome, let's go.
Visual on the crash.
Listen.
You hear that?
No.
Thought I heard something.
Oh, shit! Let him go!
Ah!
Roman!
Matteo, take cover!
Ah!
Ridge line, fire!
Keys! Keys!
Come on, keys!
Wait, Bob, what are you doing?
Hold fire!
Matteo, on your feet. Fall back.
Where is it? I can't see anything.
Cover Matteo. Probing fire.
No hits.
Bob!
Come on, come on, open up, come on!
Come on!
[grunting]
Bob!
I'm coming!
Watch your eyes.
Open fire!
Anything from Shepherd's team yet?
I'm still waiting.
Every eye in the sky we've got is on the Nevada desert,
yet we can't see a thing. Hmm.
Have you considered sending in a diplomatic agent?
- Someone like... - You?
No. No, Mora, um, I haven't.
I could play, uh, Shepherd's last transmission,
but it sure as shit doesn't sound like diplomacy.
And now that we're on Helion protocol,
nothing or no one can go in or out until it's over.
What I'd like to do is, uh, send in a battalion.
Along with maybe 25 guys like me when I was 30,
teach these ETs a lesson.
You know, something like, um,
come in peace or go in pieces.
Yeah, I like that.
But another day. Dismissed.
Now, we're clear.
I didn't know where to shoot, so I grabbed something
that could shoot everywhere at once.
Cloaked, but not tech.
Biological like a... like a chameleon.
It's not really my expertise.
Bob, are you okay?
Yeah. It's just I had to overload the gear
to generate enough charge for that static blast.
We... we got it, right?
We got one, but something tells me
that wasn't what Shepherd encountered.
What we heard over that transmission was big and loud.
This one didn't make a sound.
Bendis, wide perimeter.
This might not be our only threat.
What do you want me to look for?
I don't know. Footprints.
Matteo, we good?
Roman's dead.
The others are probably dead too.
We don't know that.
Shepherd knows the protocol.
If he's alive, for all we know, he's probably
already heading back to base or getting clear.
Or he needs our help.
You need to call Mayweather.
Why?
He needs to launch a nuke, and we need to get out of here.
Are you nuts?
I am not losing another man out here.
Thousands of people will die.
We still have time to evacuate the region.
No! No. Not completely.
Look, Shepherd didn't even make it here.
He was attacked by something else,
and there's more of these things out here.
Let's just nuke 'em and be done with it.
Hello? We're still here!
Then let's not be.
I'll call Mayweather.
You can't.
- Watch me. - Okay.
You can't.
Something's jamming the signal.
It's probably out there in the crash site.
We still have a mission to do here, and we still have time.
There can be something down there that can help us.
Right now I need you on perimeter
so Bob can get to work.
Every minute we spend arguing out here puts us in danger.
Are they still trying to study us, Bob?
Tell me, what are they gonna learn from this, huh?
I don't know, okay? I don't know.
It's more important what we learn here.
We'll find Shepherd soon.
Yeah, well, I hope so.
Shepherd would know what to do right now.
Bob, we are not gonna find Shepherd or our targets
unless we figure out what's jamming the signal.
What do you got for me?
Well, uh, the... the fastest way to do that would be
to shut off power to the ship, but...
with every alien craft that I've seen,
and I've seen every single one that we know of,
there's... there's a, uh, a power cell.
It's small, efficient enough to run
effectively forever.
It could be anywhere out there in the wreckage
and still be feeding the signal jammer.
Okay, then let's find it.
Okay.
[grunts]
I can hear you, you son of a bitch.
I'm coming for you.
Bob, tell me you found something.
Not really.
Uh, from the debris that I found, I... I can conclude
that it came from the same origin, but it's different.
How?
Well, for starters, I didn't see a cockpit or...
or any copilots for that matter.
Um, I... I saw inside there were like three cells
maybe for cargo or for holding.
I can figure it out, I just need to kill the power.
How much longer?
Hold tight.
Bob. We're running out of time.
Threat's ID'd and we need to move to containment.
I don't know, maybe if we head to Dale's camp
we can track it from there.
No, no, no. We split up.
You get to the van and you find Shepherd.
I'll go back on board and I'll find a way
to kill the signal jammer.
I just have to find the power cell.
I don't like the idea of splitting up.
Yeah, but we have to.
Yeah. But we need to find this thing.
Okay.
Yeah. Yeah. Of course.
What... what is that?
We... are you getting signal here, or...
No signal yet, but I'm scanning the data-sphere
around the ship to see if I can pick anything up.
So far it's just scrambled code.
What do you know about the data-sphere?
Everything you do.
I read your work, remember?
Yeah. But I just... I just did the math.
You made a...
Wireless alien super computer.
You did that before me? Can I see it?
Bob, I'll let you know if I find anything.
Get back to work.
Okay.
That's so cool.
That's it, let's wrap it up.
Moving out now?
You and me, yes. Bob still has work to do.
If he doesn't find the power supply and disable the jammer,
we'll never find Shepherd in time.
If Bob's right, there could be at least
two more of these things out here.
Bendis, you stay with him.
It's critical that he's allowed to finish.
Oh, no, oh no no no, what did I just do?!
Oh! Oh, look at that!
Oh!
I found it!
Bob, what'd you do?
I found it!
Take cover, it's coming.
Bendis, watch out!
[grunts]
Bendis!
Where are you going?
I have an idea.
Bob!
[screams]
Oh, sh......
Shepherd, you're alive!
Not for long unless you have a plan!
- Here, put this on. - How?
- Live long and prosper! - What?
Like this! Cover us!
Look out behind you!
Incoming!
Bob, come on, I need power. Now!
I'm ready to go, here.
[grunting]
You got it, you got it!
[shouting]
Whoo!
Splat!
Woo!
- It worked! - You got it.
Oh!
You had that thing this whole time?
All right, Matteo, back off.
We're vulnerable out here.
- No shit. - Hey.
Don't you get it, Bob?
We're the ants. Us.
Okay.
Glad to see you're all right, sir.
Where we at?
Well, Mayweather started the mission clock
when you went MIA this morning.
We're halfway to Helion with two tangos down.
That crash site secured, well, what's left of it anyway.
I thought we were dealing with one of these monsters,
but three?
There's another one out there.
It got King and Sams, and it's growing.
Every time it eats it gets bigger, and this thing's hungry.
Considering how fast it got to Dale's camp,
it could be anywhere by now.
What do you suggest?
Well, Bob was able to deactivate
whatever was jamming the signals.
I just touched it, I'm sorry.
It's not your fault, Bob.
At least when the ship blew up
it took the signal jammer with it.
If it's as big as you say it is, we can use the satellites
to scan the surrounding areas and track it.
Oh, no, that's a negative. It travels underground.
There has to be a way to find it.
Listen, this thing shrugged off standard fire,
a whole belt full of ordnance.
You got anything in your collection
with a little more kick?
Everything that I had that worked was in the van.
That giant smashed everything trying to get inside.
But if I can get that back to the lab, I...
I can get something for you, yeah.
Matteo...
Anything to add?
Bendis and Roman are dead.
Who's gonna be next, Shep?
Let's make it count then.
Okay, let's load up. We're RTB in five.
But first, show me the spaceship I've heard so much about.
How can we be sure there's nothing left in there?
Bob said he saw three compartments.
He said they looked like holding cells.
Could be breeding chambers, cryogenic pods.
This could be a zoo for all we know.
The big one didn't come out until Bob
disabled the power to the ship, like it was being held somehow.
This could be some kind of containment vessel.
You think something rounded them out and shot them into space?
Possibly.
You see that blue oily stuff over there?
That was on Dale's trailer and on the truck.
Everywhere that oily son of a bitch goes, that stuff.
That's how we track this thing.
If this thing is leaving this stuff behind,
all I need to do is get a sample back to the lab
for analysis and upload it to Mayweather.
I just need to tell them what they're looking for
Now that we have the satellites back,
we can use every one of them to track it.
Well, let's get back to the lab.
Come on, Specialist.
Sir...
We're getting really close to mission failure,
which means we won't have time to clear the Helion blast.
We're not gonna let that happen.
Listen, Sams injured it, and if he injured it, we can kill it.
We just have to find it.
All right, move out!
I want Mayweather to hear your prison theory.
Maybe he'll kick it over to Xenoanthropology,
see if it tracks with any of the known ETs.
FAIRCHILD: Would that delay the Helion Measure?
SHEPHERD: Possibly. We'll try.
But either way we still need to track this thing down now.
FAIRCHILD: I just need access to the lab and
enough processing power to recalibrate
the ADU's satellite network.
BOB: If I can get this cell wired to the base grid,
we'll have all the power we need.
MATTEO: All I want to hear is that
your weapons are gonna work, Bob.
SHEPHERD: After a day like today,
retirement doesn't look so bad.
Shepherd, did the aliens say anything?
They did not.
Hmm.
Well, I think it's clear that this
isn't a matter of translation.
This is a matter of war.
Shepherd, I'm glad to see you're all right.
I'm sorry I can't say the same for the...
the men you lost today, but we don't have time to mourn.
We're about to begin a very costly evacuation
of the surrounding area.
Have you contained the threat?
We have not, sir.
You need to do that, now.
Sir, we're doing everything we can.
Specialist Fairchild is working on a way
of tracking the last remaining alien target.
Send analysis and calibrate the satellites
for new search parameters.
Bob has a working alien arsenal thanks to a power supply
that he recovered from the crash site.
We know we can hurt it.
Display progress.
Soon we'll be able to find it.
The way I see it, there's still four of us and one of them.
I don't see it like that. I see you have to do it.
Now.
We'll kill it.
Shepherd, Shepherd, do you copy?
Shepherd?
Ah!
I assure you, my team has everything under control.
Shep...
Oh, sorry!
I'm sorry, I'm sorry!
That was me.
It's coming right back up, I promise.
Bob.
[grunts]
If anyone can hear me, it's already here.
Oh, shit.
[gasps]
Shit!
Matteo?
[Matteo screams]
Matteo!
Ah! No!
Oh! Matteo's dead.
I repeat, Matteo is dead! The alien is in the compound!
Oh, God...
[radio breaking up]
Confirm that last.
Bob? I didn't copy. Where's the god damn power?
Working on it!
Come on!
Okay, this one, this is the one!
Okay.
Okay, okay, okay.
Watch your heads, it got through the ceiling vent!
[heavy breathing]
Guys...
Please... it's just me, okay?
[panting]
Come in, anyone! What's going on out there?
Hello?
[groans]
Come in, I need a status update!
Shepherd, what the hell's going on over there?
Uh, we're having a little power issue, sir.
Shepherd, it's here!
Shepherd, have you located the alien threat?
Sir, we have a twenty on the target.
Gonna have to call you back.
Shepherd!
- Where? - It's in the lab.
Good. We're gonna keep it there.
We'll trap it.
Do you have any explosive ordnance?
I... I can think of something, yeah.
Shepherd, Fairchild's in the lab.
Well, we'll have to get her out then.
These'll do the trick for sure.
Shepherd for Fairchild.
Listen, we're gonna blow the lab.
Get out if you can.
Bob...
we either do this now, or we don't do this at all.
If we don't give Mayweather a call back
and give him the all clear, he's gonna launch that nuke.
Look, we're gonna try to get Fairchild out of there.
Hey, but if we have to choose,
it's the charges at all cost.
All right, buddy?
We're gonna take that thing out, but we may have to go with it.
Do you understand?
Yeah.
I should've stayed in my hole under the ground.
Careful what you wish for.
Oh, shit.
It's in the morgue.
Do you copy? It's in the morgue.
You got it?
Yeah, yeah. Got it, got it, got it.
[clatter]
Go. Go.
Okay.
Oh, God. Oh my God.
Ah!
Shepherd!
It's in the morgue, it's in the morgue!
No, it's not!
Move!
Bob!
I love you badass, Bob!
Take the charge. I'll cover you, hurry!
It's still alive!
Not for long!
Go! Go! Go!
Call Mayweather.
He's already trying to call us.
There's a massive target in your airspace!
I'm sending in the Air Force to support.
Oh, God.
Now, what?
PILOT 1: Command, we are on approach to the alien craft.
MAYWEATHER: Stay frosty up there, airmen,
these slimy sons of bitches dropped a boatload of monsters
on us today so they're not here to ask for sugar.
I need full sensors on that saucer.
Send everything you get to our team on the ground.
PILOT 2: Roger that, going for a closer look.
Jesus, look at the size of that thing!
Sensors active.
Signal live!
I'm picking up all kinds of readings from that ship.
It's scanning.
It's looking for the crashed ship.
I thought they sent it here.
Think about it.
All the monsters we faced today,
that isn't what you expect from an intelligent species.
If they wanted to kill us,
they would've done it a long time ago.
That crashed ship was not an attack, it was a prison...
a prison for aliens so dangerous
they were rounded up and launched into space.
It was never supposed to land here.
What's it doing here now?
The same thing we're doing.
Containment.
It's their version of the Helion Measure!
But we killed all the aliens!
Well, maybe we missed one?
You hear that?
It's gathering energy.
It's charging.
Charging what?
Isn't it obvious? It's a weapon.
Target is hostile!
Repeat! Target is hostile!
Oh, my God, Bob's right.
These power readings are off the charts.
If the Air Force doesn't take down the mothership
before it charges up, it could destroy the whole planet.
You're telling me they're the most advanced minds
in the universe, and they're gonna come here
and blow us up for their mistake?
This is your mess and we're cleaning it up!
Sir, the mothership has engaged the Air Force.
We're losing pilots.
Mora, if I asked you to take an alien craft
and go get Shepherd and his team to safety,
maybe even kick these ETs in their ass while you're at it,
how fast could you get there?
Extremely fast, sir.
Good. Do it.
Get our people to safety, if you can.
Multiple targets inbound, weapons hot!
What do you want from us?
Shepherd, come in.
Colonel, sir.
We have a new threat.
I'm aware.
I just sent evac coordinates to Fairchild.
You need to get there now. You're done there.
Negative, sir.
I'm sorry, Shepherd.
You did everything you could.
There's no fighting that thing.
There's only one option left now.
We're targeting the craft.
Mayweather!
Five minutes to Helion impact.
Mayweather!
He launched the nuke.
He's got EVAC waiting for us, but...
we've got five minutes.
Time to move.
Everybody's answer to everything.
Nuke it. Nuke it. Just nuke it.
You know what?
They mastered interstellar travel
and you know what we just fired at it?
A firecracker.
Listen, smart boy, it's over.
It's time to go!
At least it's gonna be a hell of a show.
I promise you it's not.
Bob. Wait, what do you mean "it's not"?
Okay.
Abort! Abort! Helion is in bound.
I repeat, abort! Get out of there! Now!
Bob! We need to go now.
I'm telling you, it won't matter!
What do you mean?
That nuke might as well be a paper plane
when it hits the shields of that ship.
If we leave now, we'll still be dead when that mothership fires,
along with everyone on Earth!
How do you know this?
I'm an expert!
I'm the expert.
I've studied every single ship
that's found its way to our planet.
'51 was the first time they showed up after Roswell.
No aggression.
They just wanted their pilot back,
but they sure were scared of us and we already had the nuke!
In'77 shots were fired at us,
but we never landed a hit on them.
We didn't know it then, but same thing: shields.
'82 it was a crash landing because the gravity well failed.
Shepherd, you have to trust me on this.
I mean, it's one thing to nuke a single alien
down here on the ground, right?
But that missile, it won't even penetrate
the shields of that mothership.
Unless... unless we can fix it.
How?
You see the size of that thing, right?
- Yeah. - Yeah.
The only way it can maintain its structural integrity
in our atmosphere is anti-gravity.
The same as the Roswell craft, the same as every other craft.
And the same as the gauntlet.
Shepherd, I have a plan.
Two birds, one stone.
Every one of those ships, it... it manipulates, it...
it bends gravity around it, right?
And it generates a gravity well underneath it.
It's the weak spot.
Call Mayweather back, now! Call Mayweather back!
Tell him to change the target.
The base, not the ship!
We'll redirect it right up the gravity well.
How the hell are we gonna redirect a nuke from down here?
We're gonna catch it!
How?
I'll tell you how. I'll tell you.
With that and with this.
The only way to make sure we destroy that ship
is if we use the gravity gauntlet from below it.
But we have to stay here!
Oh my God, Bob, I hope you're right.
Shepherd to Mayweather.
Shepherd, did you get your team out of there?
That's a negative, sir.
You need to get out of there.
He's right, Shepherd, it's now or never!
Shepherd, you need to get out of there now!
Shepherd, it's already too late!
You gotta go!
We have it on good authority this nuke
is not gonna eliminate the threat.
What authority?
Science!
The only one we've got that knows anything
about alien technology.
We need you to redirect the Helion,
target the base not the ship.
You... you want it to miss?
No, no. We want it to hit, but my team has a plan.
We're gonna... we're gonna redirect the shot.
Please, sir, you have to trust us.
The only way to make sure we kill that ship
is to hit it from below.
We were able to test the method earlier.
We have an alien weapon that will work, we just...
we've gotta stay down here to redirect the nuke.
Colonel?
Sir?
Shepherd, if I do this...
there's no going back.
You understand that, right?
So, I'm gonna ask you again.
Are you sure?
Yes, sir, I am sure.
Changing the missile trajectory now.
See you in five.
We're gonna give those three-fingered freaks
a taste of their own medicine.
We're gonna give them a spanking with gravity,
and we're gonna show them you do not blast the planet Earth!
- Bob, no! - Bob!
It's heading into the warehouse!
It's gotta go back into the dark.
Well, at least it's contained.
For now.
Shepherd, we need the power supply that thing
just swallowed in order to make the gauntlet work.
Let's go get it.
Does that thing work?
It needs power.
I could run a line from the grid.
Go get it.
Oh, shit. I'll distract him.
Hey! Hey!
Go.
Hey! Hey, over here!
Hey!
Ugh.
Where is it, Bob?
Oh!
Oh, shit.
Hey, Stella!
Shepherd!
Hold on! Shepherd!
Hey! Hey!
You hungry?
Hungry?
Eat this!
Shepherd, are you okay?
- Oh, God - Shepherd, are you okay?
You okay?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
The nuke's coming, Shepherd.
The nuke's coming.
Look!
Oh, my God.
Is that what I think it is?
The power cell.
Okay, Bob.
This one's for you.
Ah!
Gah! I got it!
They're shooting at the nuke! Hurry!
I don't got it, I need help!
PILOT: Scramble! Scramble!
MORA: Negative, airmen!
New orders are protect that nuke at all costs!
Come on, Shepherd! That ship's about to fire!
Okay.
How are we supposed to fight these things?
We've got one of their ships! Just keep them off that bomb!
Got a bogie on the payload!
Keep 'em off me!
Got one! You're clear!
MORA: Firing on target!
Mora to ground team, you're all clear up here.
Go ahead and say hi!
[grunts]
[laughing]
It worked.
Oh, Bob, it worked!
Oh, man.
Oh, whoo!
Whoo!
Let's get out of here.
Oh.
[grunts]
Wow.
[hacking and coughing]
- Bob! - Bob?
Big idiot forgot to chew.
I've been digested.
[laughing]
And almost disintegrated.
Bob, your plan worked.
Imagine that.
Mayweather's gonna be pissed.
No. Why would he be pissed? You just saved the planet.
You think we're gonna get any more funding?
We have to for next time.
If this is what they do for a missing ship,
imagine what happens next.
Oh, God, I don't want to. I don't want to imagine.
Yeah. Well, unfortunately it's our job
to imagine what happens next,
and to be better prepared for it
because I'm never leaving my workshop again.
Not bad for day one.
[screaming]
Come in peace...
or go in pieces!
Hey!
Hell of a welcoming party here, Shepherd.
Nice shot, too.
- How you doing over there? - Doing swell.
How'd you get here so fast?
Well, after you hit the bull's-eye, I, uh,
hopped a flight here with, uh, Agent Mora.
She was, uh, nice enough to kind of let me hop on
the fastest ship we got in the galaxy.
I know that ship! It's the Roswell craft!
Wait, that's my ship.
That's the government's ship, asshole,
but if you ask real nice, I think Agent Mora here
just might, you know, give you a spin.
Hey, Fairchild, I'm very impressed.
Nice job, and I can't wait to have you take over here.
Yeah.
Hey, Shepherd?
Yes, sir?
I said a welcoming party,
not a retirement party.
Look around you.
You got it, sir.
This is gonna be nice.
I got a feeling we're gonna be here for awhile.
We're gonna be here for awhile.
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