Contamination

What's wrong with that thing?

It's the signal.

I think.

Why don't you put that thing down and look at nature

through your own eyes for a change?

How's that dinner coming?

I'm wasting away over here.

Maybe if you helped, you'd be eating already.

I'll help.

Okay. Thanks, sweetheart.

Come here.

Careful of the fire.

I know, mom.

Uh, as long as you girls are helping, I could use a hand

over here.

I am not chopping wood.

Like I would trust you with an axe.

Whatever.

Seriously. Phone down.

The fire needs more wood.

Thanks, kiddo.

You gotta help me.

Please. No, listen, listen.

He's gone crazy.

He's going crazy.

We have to get out of here.

All of us, we have to...

There's no time.

Get back! Please, over here, here.

You okay?

Fuck!

Shit!

Put it down.

Put it down!

Okay, okay.

Move away from the axe.

It's okay.

Is there a road nearby?

What?

A road!

That way.

Give me your keys.

Your keys!

Now!

Please.

It's okay.

Look,

I wasn't gonna hurt you.

Jesus. Did he touch you?

Did he touch you?

No. He just ran past.

He didn't hurt her.

I swear... he didn't.

It's okay.

Please.

It's okay.

I'm sorry.

No!

Man's bag is his life.

Don't mess with that.

I didn't touch your bag, man.

'Cause the last time some asshole put a scorpion in my

bag to try and scare me.

That's an awful thing to do.

How childish.

Scorpions in each other's bags, pissing in each other's beers.

When will it end?

Enjoy your beer.

Uh, almost got it on my shirt.

Could you even tell?

Bite me.

I guess three mill' doesn't go far these days, hey?

I don't think that's the plane, though.

Everything all right up there, boss?

Approach. X-ray X-ray November.

Say again.

Approach. This is X-ray X-ray November.

Come in.

Is it turbulence?

No, I think it's electrical.

You're not gonna crash again, are you?

Approach X-ray X-ray November.

Approach. This is X-ray X-ray November.

Do you read?

X-ray X-ray November.

Clear to land.

All right, ladies, stow your seats

and leave it the way you found it.

X-ray X-ray November.

Foxtrot X-ray X-ray November.

Radar contact.

Beware ILF operative visual left traffic.

Should get lower a little bit here.

Thanks for the ride, Pete.

Stay out of trouble.

Always.

Good to see you.

You too, Mac. How's Susan?

Sir?

Right.

We're on the clock here, Dallas.

How's the flight?

Like this... the closer we got.

Which is fine for you here,

but when you're 20,000 feet in the air it's...

...gonna go over there.

Is that why we're here instead of Wainwright?

It's part of it.

Show them.

12 days ago, a UAP appeared out of nowhere over our airspace,

traveling at over Mach five.

Approximately 30 seconds after that

it suddenly lost altitude and came down here.

Did you bring it down?

No. We scrambled C-130s and fast movers

over the search area and found the wreckage.

We recovered what we could and set up a secure site in a

nearby abandoned mine here.

Why?

Let me guess, E.M. interference?

It wreaks havoc with instruments and electrical

the closer you get.

We couldn't fly it out.

Luckily, we had an old logging truck to ferry it

to the makeshift lab.

What is it?

We think it's a...

It's an experimental Russian aircraft. Nothing more.

Who the hell are you?

I'm the guy paying you.

Spook central.

What's going on, Mac?

The mine shielded the interference

until eight hours ago when this happened.

That's not right.

The satellite's just a really fancy camera high up.

Localized E.M.

wouldn't jank the images like this.

Doesn't change the facts.

No signals in or out.

Can't even get a bird to fly over it.

Over 70 personnel working 'round the clock.

Haven't heard from a single one of them since it went dark.

Whatever's happening it's getting bigger.

Nearest town's Neandeg about 40 miles from the mine.

It's already getting affected.

This is above our pay grade.

What do you need us to do?

Our on site lead is Doctor Moira Knight.

Basically an astrophysics expert.

If Hynek were alive, he'd have her on speed dial.

Someone just got a hard on.

Oh, bro, you got no idea.

Go in, get her personal hard drive

and engage the kill switch.

It's a fail safe for the lab.

Triggers a series of explosions that buries the mine and

whatever is inside it.

What about Doctor Knight?

SOP was to evac the moment anything went sideways.

So that means anyone left inside is considered hostile.

Got it?

We all have our orders, Dallas.

Copy that.

Any questions?

I suppose you're coming with us.

Do I look retarded?

You look like an asshole.

What was that?

I said, why us?

Taylor!

No, man.

We get sent in when people need to be rescued.

Or need to disappear.

This is neither, save or grave.

Because everything we're talking about is paid for by an

appropriations bill

that has nothing to do with any of it.

None of us are even here right now.

Plausible deniability.

So why not just use a kinetic strike?

Bury it under the mountain?

The information stuck on that hard drive represents a global

shift for whoever can get their hands on it.

Uncle Sam wants it, and he's going to be very generous when

he gets it.

So get to work.

The clock is ticking, Gentlemen.

Are you in or out?

Blackhog Base this is Blackhog One.

Traveling toward crossing

six... northing

on... break.

What road is this?

Damned if I know, just tell him we're on highway three.

Past the offshoot to Morris Lake.

Blackhog One, uh

...on the offshoot past Morris Lake.

Copy, Blackhog One.

Continue to the next waypoint.