Previously on "Project Blue Book"...
You're only here because we need your help.
If you could write down a couple of names
of people that can vouch for your answers,
we can all go our merry way.
Till we find Rizzuto, I'll have her followed.
Where do you work? Never asked you that.
_
It's a boring secretarial job.
You won't lose any points. Don't worry.
- Keep your distance. - Susie.
"When they were done staging the photos for the press,
the Air Force had the debris shipped
from Fort Worth to Ohio".
Our own backyard.
If the government is covering up
the existence of flying saucers,
then you and I are in the best position
to expose that truth.
Are you willing to do that with me?
This was a mistake.
We don't even know who we're supposed to be meeting right now.
I understand the need for secrecy.
If you did, you'd be more worried.
Mysterious man calls the congressional switchboard
claiming to have classified information
that points to the existence of UFOs?
He talked about wanting to expose the truth.
We could use the help.
Just don't forget, the last guy we trusted
almost got us locked up.
_
Oh, just, I remembered I promised Joel
I'd bring him something back from the Capitol.
Well, grab him something from the base.
He'll love it just as much.
Faye? It's late.
What's this?
A little thank-you from the generals... and me.
Well, what do you know? "For your fine work in D.C."
We all watched the press conference on TV.
You're famous.
Just what I've always wanted.
Things are gonna be different now.
Not if I can help it,
which means no overtime for you,
so thank you, Faye.
Have a good night.
Yes, sir, Captain. Professor.
Night.
She is right, you know. Things are gonna be different.
People know us now.
Well, if they really knew us,
they would have bought bourbon instead of champagne.
We have any flutes?
Let me check.
All right.
Can I help you?
It's okay.
I'm here 'cause I need your help.
- So who are you? - John.
I work on the base.
Enlisted?
No, Captain, I'm not enlisted.
Officially... I don't exist.
Okay, tell us everything you know.
Hangar 18.
That's what they call it, but it's not really a hangar.
It looks like a storage building.
The real lab is six floors below.
That's where I work. I'm a mechanical engineer.
When the Air Force hired me, they told me
I was working for something called
the Technical Air Intelligence Unit.
I was supposed to be analyzing, breaking down,
and reverse engineering Soviet technology,
but the craft we've been working on,
it's not Russian.
And you believe this is of extraterrestrial origin?
The technology on these things, it's...
it's beyond our capabilities, way beyond.
Things? As in multiple craft?
I can get you proof,
but I need to give it to you off the base.
Why tell us this now?
My brother died in the war,
so when I see these reports
about Russians being responsible for UFOs,
it makes me think that people here,
they wanna start another one.
You're the agency that wants to expose the truth, right?
Through science? Here's some.
I left an address in there as well.
If you can meet me off the base,
I can get you more proof then.
I'll meet you at that address in two hours.
I got it out.
Son of a bitch.
This bastard might be telling the truth.
I don't think he's coming.
He's ten minutes late.
Underground lab at Wright-Patt,
reverse engineering UFOs...
you know how crazy that sounds.
Would be ironic, though.
Traveling all around in search of UFOs,
and it's right beneath our feet this entire time.
He's here.
Soldier?
Sir, the generals need to see you both right away.
We had an incident here last night.
An airman tried to take
highly classified material off the base.
Luckily our military police
intercepted him before he could.
After interviewing him, we know
that he stopped by your office and wanted to meet you tonight.
Do you know why he wanted to meet you tonight?
Sir, he said he had a case for us.
Which was?
Sir, he said he'd rather talk about it off base.
Is there something else we should know?
Is there something else we should know, Professor?
Let's put it this way.
In the future, if anyone from this base
comes to you with stories of flying saucers
or any other fucking thing, for that matter,
you're to run it through us.
- Is that understood? - Yes, General.
Professor?
Whatever you'd like.
I'd like to feel like you mean it,
because if you don't, we have a problem.
Project Blue Book?
- Andrew Garner. - Captain Michael Quinn.
Allen Hynek.
Sorry for the cloak and dagger.
It's really for both our benefits,
given all the prying eyes in the city.
Garner... how do I know that name?
Oh, I've been around Washington a long time.
Are you State Department, Defense?
I don't like to limit myself.
Are you the man I spoke to on the phone?
Yes, although I should have been more clear.
I'm here on behalf of someone else.
- Who's that? - Can't disclose that yet.
What I can disclose is that if you do what I say,
you will have the chance to testify
at a public congressional hearing
that will finally expose the truth about flying saucers.
I represent someone who believes, like you do,
that there's a conspiracy going on
at the highest level of the government
to cover up the existence of extraterrestrial life.
And he thinks it could not only cost us the Cold War
but our long-term security as well.
What do you want from us?
I want you to know you have a friend in Congress
willing to put his neck out for you...
If you can deliver more proof of a cover-up.
Deliver proof?
What, you want us to spy on our own government?
Captain, were you aware that two weeks
after your encounter in D.C., an Air Force pilot
chased a similar set of lights in Tacoma, Washington?
Only when his plane spun out of control,
he died.
That could have been you,
which means it's only a matter of time
before it happens again.
And given the Cold War climate right now,
all it will take is for some trigger-happy general
to convince a new administration
that it's Russians tripping our radars,
and we're in the middle of World War III.
Those are classified sightings
that didn't get reported to Blue Book.
They are being held as exhibit "A"
in the march to war.
These all took place at military bases.
That's right.
Where'd you get these files?
Gentlemen, the man I represent thinks that exposing the truth
can bring this world together,
not pit us against each other,
which means your work has the chance
to not only save lives...
but change the course of human history.
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That case he was talking about...
radar echoes picked up by McChord Air Force Base
were identical to the ones in D.C.
Pilot who encountered them, he radioed in a mayday call
before slamming into a mountain at 750 miles an hour
with no attempt to eject.
Let me see that.
Captain Quinn, do you copy?
Do you copy?
It's taking control!
You shouldn't have kept these.
You don't know Washington like I do, Doc.
We're being used.
Support like this is exactly what we need right now.
You and I have both seen firsthand
what happens to anyone trying to come forward
with evidence of a cover-up.
You just don't trust politicians.
Especially the ones who don't show their face.
You trust me, don't you?
You're the only person I trust right now.
We gotta tread carefully with this one.
You don't have to worry about me, Captain.
I'm always on your side.
I know you're listening.
This is your last chance to speak to me.
You need to come in so we can help you, Mishka.
Like how you tried to help me last time?
This is bigger than you now, and you know that.
If their government is following you...
I know how to lose a tail.
I only came here to get rid of evidence
so that you don't have to, and then I'm gone.
You went there hoping you'd see him again
because you love him, don't you?
That's always been your problem.
Your loyalties shift so easily, Mishka.
I've sent our best men for you,
and you just left the base, so you don't have a weap...
- It's locked? - That's weird.
Who are all these people?
Excuse me?
Hello?
Can I help you?
You could step aside and let us in.
Who are you?
I'm Captain Michael Quinn. This is Dr. Allen Hynek.
We work here. Who are you?
Sergeant, you can let them in. Thank you.
Captain Quinn, Dr. Hynek.
What's going on here?
Special Agent Stevens,
Air Force Office of Special Investigations.
Faye?
Come this way, please.
We're almost done interviewing her.
What is happening here?
Other offices associated
with this program were burglarized.
Highly classified materials have been stolen,
making this a matter of national security.
Until we've completed our investigation,
Blue Book is shut down indefinitely.
- Hey. - What's the latest?
OSI is just getting started, so nothing yet.
They don't know what's in the actual files.
Not a clue.
Well, I'm gonna go get in a few rounds
and work off some of this stress.
Did you know the boys were in D.C.?
Friend of mine from the State Department
flagged it for me.
Saw them having a powwow with Andrew Garner.
Garner?
Do we know who he's working for this time?
New administration... it's hard to tell.
Garner's covering his tracks, which makes me
all the more suspicious.
I think it's time we call in that favor from Daniel,
see who the hell Garner's representing.
It's already done...
But you're not gonna like it.
What do you mean?
The CIA does things a little bit
differently than you or I.
Captain, this is still a crime scene.
It's also my office.
No, actually, it's my office now.
So look, what exactly was stolen
and from where?
Highly sensitive files
from General Valentine and General Harding.
Our concern is that the burglary
may have expanded to include these offices as well.
When did this happen?
The past 48 hours.
When's the last time either of you set foot in this office?
Monday.
Spent the last couple of days in D.C.
You can verify this?
He just did, because he was with me.
Captain, I'm sure you can appreciate
we have to investigate every possible suspect.
- Course. - Sir, we need you in here.
I can assure you that we'll get to the bottom of it.
Excuse me, gentlemen.
You think that...
Just take that and get out of here.
I'll stick around and see what I can find out.
Hello?
You and I have both seen firsthand
what happens to anyone trying to come forward
with evidence of a cover-up.
Allen?
When did you get home?
Few minutes ago.
- Hi. - Hey.
You okay?
Yeah, I thought I saw someone on the patio.
- Hello, Susie. - There was someone outside?
Oh, no, it was just my imagination.
Is something going on?
Cal came back.
Her husband, Cal?
You remember how he hit her before?
She was really scared, so she asked
if she could stay here for a little while,
- and I said yes. - Does Quinn know?
- Captain. - You all right?
What did they tell you?
They didn't tell me everything, but I got the...
I didn't do it.
I never imagined you would, Faye.
I didn't tell them anything either.
Do you...
Do you know who stole the files?
Faye.
I'm really scared.
Well, I'm here now.
You have nothing to worry about.
I'm not worried about me, Captain.
I'm worried about you.
Here you go.
I made yours a double.
Thank you,
but I should probably keep a clear head right now.
Somebody out there?
Do you know who that is?
No, and I'm just being paranoid.
I mean, Cal's crazy,
but he's not having people follow me, right?
Let's call the police just to be sure.
No, no, no, that would be overreacting.
Cal is dangerous.
I think it's better to be safe than sorry.
Well, you still have your gun, right?
Yeah, it's in the bedroom,
but I think we should still call the police.
I'm just going to have this drink.
Please ignore me. My mind's not working right.
Joel's at a friend's house right now.
I'm gonna call and make sure he stays there.
I'll be right back, okay?
Hello.
Hi, this is Mimi Hynek.
I was wondering if I could ask you a favor.
It's just a bit of a crazy day.
_
Thank you.
Blueprints of Wright-Patterson.
Valentine.
Susie?
In here.
Are you okay?
I'll be out in a minute.
Doc.
- Captain. - Doc.
- I have to show you something. - Is Mimi here?
Yeah, somewhere.
Those files from Garner...
there's a picture in there you have to see.
Doc, I spoke with Faye.
Pretty sure I know who broke in and stole the files now.
And was it Garner?
No.
Think it was your wife.
I appreciate you arranging this for us so quickly.
No, you don't.
It's what we agreed to after the Robinson Panel.
I owed you one for all the trouble I caused.
So how's this supposed to work?
We're in a whorehouse.
Yeah, well, this is a drug
the agency has been experimenting with in brothels
for about six months now.
We give that to the ladies that work here,
they give it to their johns, ask all sorts of questions,
and we watch.
You watch, huh?
Record the results for research purposes.
So what's in that stuff?
Lysergic acid diethylamide, LSD.
It has hallucinogenic properties,
but we found success with it as a truth serum.
Just gotta watch the dosage, or some people,
they go into a different dimension.
Now, Betty here will pour some into Garner's drink
and get him to reveal the name
of the senator he is working for.
So who came up with this experiment?
What a lovely voice. Have we ever had the pleasure?
She can hear us?
Agent Banks, please explain to your friends
that the Mic works both ways
before they say something they'll regret later.
Unless you need me to follow more orders, sir.
I'm very good at following orders.
Look, if you don't want them to hear you,
press this button here and you have your own privacy.
I've already filled the dose.
Any last-minute instructions, gentlemen?
He's on his way up.
All right, just get the name of the guy he works for
as quickly as you can so we can get out of here.
Yes, sir.
And I'm gonna get out of here
'cause this situation is too sensitive even for me.
- Mr. Garner. - Hello there.
Mm, hi.
You know, this goes against everything I believe in.
You don't have to stay here for this part.
- I understand. - Good luck.
I've got your drink all ready for you.
- Such service. - Have a seat. Relax.
Mwah.
- Bottoms up. - Cheers.
What am I looking at here?
Visitors log from the base
the night the files were stolen.
Yeah, so Mimi signed in. She's allowed on the base.
Not anymore, not since the Robertson Panel.
Captain, have you any idea how ridiculous this sounds?
Faye was so convinced it was Mimi
that she hid the visitors log and didn't tell the agents.
Do you realize how much trouble she'd get herself into
if she's hiding information
from Air Force Special Investigations?
Why would Mimi even wanna go into the general's office?
I don't know.
Maybe someone told her to... told her what to look for.
And you think it was me.
Well, I'm just thinking.
How would she even know where to look?
And more importantly, why would she bother?
She wouldn't!
Okay.
Well, that's why I'm here, to ask her that question myself.
Why are you already treating her and me like we're guilty?
What happened to me being the only person in the world
- that you trusted? - Because, Doc, it occurred to me
on the way over here that you've actually done things like this before.
Sneaking past security at White Forest
to steal sensitive material.
And that film at Roswell?
It's not as if you never lied to me.
What's going on?
Mimi, I need to talk to you.
We need to talk to you, actually.
Michael.
Susie.
What are you doing here?
I, uh...
Doc!
- Open the door. - Why did you lock that?
Okay, Mimi, I need to ask you a question,
and I need you to tell me the truth right now.
- Doc. - Did you sneak into Blue Book the other day...
Mimi.
And steal sensitive material from the general's office?
I need to speak with you both.
Open the door.
Why are you here? Did Mimi call you?
No, no, no one called me. I just came because...
What's wrong?
I have to leave town for good.
I was gonna tell you, but you were gone,
and I didn't wanna say it over the phone.
Mimi, why would you do something like that?
- Why? - To protect us.
You have to tell me everything right now.
When you were out of town on one of your cases,
Evan showed up here, and he had
some information that was provocative.
- Provocative how? - About Roswell.
After the wreckage was sent to New Mexico,
it was flown here to Wright-Patt.
I didn't give it much thought at first,
but after the Robertson Panel...
how they tried to destroy your name and your career...
- Oh, Mimi. - It wasn't right, Allen.
You worked so hard your whole life
just to have the government
discredit everything you've done?
I thought if I could just make sure
you were never put in that position again...
So you planned this?
I thought if I could bring
part of that wreckage... anything.
And then I found this.
It's from the general's office.
Oh, my God.
I know what this is.
What are you talking about? What do you mean leave?
I don't know what to say.
You can talk to me. It's okay.
You can tell me anything.
Tell me what it is.
I just need you to know that...
Captain!
Is that it?
You did... you stole it.
It's best if we all go down together.
- Just give me that file. - No.
We need to look at this together
before we make any decision.
Michael, please.
Look, whatever it is, we'll deal with it, all right?
You don't worry about a thing.
Doc, let me see that.
Hangar 18, it exists?
If what's in there is to be believed,
that hangar contains absolute proof
of extraterrestrial life
and the generals know all about it.
It means John was telling the truth.
Who's John?
Someone who used to work in the base.
He came to us after D.C.
Wanted to expose an Air Force program
to reverse engineer UFOs.
You should not be hearing this.
Can you give us a second?
Susie.
This is exactly the kind of material
- Garner was talking about. - Doc, no.
If we could expose this at a congressional hearing or...
We need to turn these files in.
No, you need to make a choice first.
Either you agree to give this material to Garner,
or you're going to have to hand Mimi and me over to the OSI.
Mimi, what was Allen talking about?
Did you steal something?
I did something bad...
something very, very bad,
and it could cost us everything.
Tell me what's happening.
I'm sure we could figure it out.
You don't understand. I put my family in danger.
Hey, I know how you feel,
but trust me when I say there's always a way out.
No, there isn't...
not this time.
This must be it.
These are the pictures taken by our source,
which means they were meant for us.
The generals got it first.
It's real, Captain.
Hangar 18 is real.
So how long does it take for this shit to kick in?
Daniel says about 30 minutes.
I think we're just about there now.
I feel really weird all of a sudden.
You're just relaxed.
Let's play a game.
20 questions... you ever played that?
It's one of my favorites.
Questions...
I have so many questions now.
I'll go first.
Who do you work for?
Something's happening to me.
It's like suddenly everything's connected.
We're not alone.
Of course we are.
It's just us in here.
No, it's not.
- God is here. - Okay, now you're scaring me.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Don't be scared.
I'm gonna show you how you can meet him right now.
No, no, no, no, no, no. Let go of me.
- Let go of me! - No, you understand.
- Shit. - Hey, we need help in here!
We can't be exposed here.
- We don't have a choice. - Please let go of me!
- Hey! - God.
Let her go.
- It was way too big of a dose. - You okay?
Mm-hmm.
Andrew, I need you to listen to me.
We need to know who it is that you're working for.
It's you.
Andrew, who are you working for?
He has a message for you,
but you have to be ready to hear it.
Are you ready to hear from God?
I think you are. I think you are.
So if Garner is true to his word,
all we have to do is confirm that Hangar 18 exists.
Tell me it's not worth a look.
Doc, look, we gave up that ghost six months ago.
There's no logs of civilian employees
that matched his description.
There's no suspicious buildings with a bunker six floors below.
You think the Air Force is gonna have records
that we can just access? It's a cover-up, remember?
Yeah, well, maybe it never existed in the first place.
Or maybe we didn't try hard enough the first time.
I know she's here. I want her.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, easy, mister.
You have the wrong house.
- She's here. - Who you lookin' for?
- Allen, I... - Mimi, stay in the bedroom.
No, come here.
- Come here, or I shoot him. - No, no.
Get down there.
Just take it easy with that. What do you want?
Susie?
- We don't know who that is. - Is that so?
She been giving you another name?
- Her real name? - Who the hell are you?
Where is she?
Over here.
Call the police... now.
Go, go, call.
There's been a break-in. He's been shot.
You've been compromised, and you can't go home.
- Susie, stay back. - She won't.
She's trained to finish the job.
_
We don't speak Russian.
She understands.
_
He was talking to you.
And you understand him.
Oh, my God.
Who are you... really?
That bug in our phone, you put that there.
You've been lying to all of us this whole time.
What was he saying to you?
What did he tell you?
He said, "Tell them who you really are".
You work for the Russians.
You've been spying on me...
My family.
That first time we met...
I had been planning that for weeks, yes.
You understand how valuable I am, right?
- Captain... - Doc, just a second.
The police are coming.
Michael, no one else has to know about us...
not if you turn me in and do exactly as I say.
I can protect you.
In the middle of an OSI investigation?
- With stolen files? - I'll say it was all me.
I shot him. I stole the files.
- I will take the blame for everything. - No, no, no, no, no,
I'll still be accused of colluding.
My career, everything...
Over.
- Captain. - You have my word.
Your word?
How am I supposed to trust you now?
What other choice do you have?
Captain, the police are here.
I'm sorry.
Police.
Police! Open up!
Let 'em in.
This way.
Miss.
Well, we appreciate
all your help. Thank you.
You okay? You need a break?
No, no, I'm fine.
Doc.
How you doin'?
Honestly... I'm not so sure.
We're about done here. I gotta get back to the base.
- But I need that file. - Oh, yeah, of course.
Just so we're clear, Susie's the one who took this.
That's what we're all saying, yes.
- Good. - What about Faye?
She never knew anything for sure.
I'll just tell her our version of events.
Okay.
We'll get through this, Doc.
Long as we're all together.
- All there? - Yeah, as far as I can tell.
I'm sure she photographed the whole goddamn thing.
Mm.
Well, if the Soviets wanted to know about our program,
they sure as shit will get a good look at it now.
You know, your instincts about Susie were spot-on.
But Quinn... what are we gonna do about that?
Well, if you're asking me if he was a traitor,
I'd be inclined to say no,
but he sure as hell was sloppy.
We'll get to the bottom of how much in the coming days.
- Go home, Jim. - Mm.
Get some rest.
This is far from over.
Project Blue Book.
Professor, this is Senator John F. Kennedy.
How are you today?
Senator Kennedy, hello. I'm fine, sir.
Thank you. How are you?
- Is Captain Quinn with you? - Yes, sir, right here.
Captain, I've been eager to introduce myself,
given the great work your program has been doing.
Why, thank you, Senator.
D.C. especially could have been disastrous.
What were those lights again, Doctor?
Temperature inversions.
Temperature inversions, yes.
And that's what you saw up there in that plane, Captain.
Yes, sir.
So... now both of you are lying to me.
I'm not sure if you were aware,
but Secretary Fairchild was a friend of mine.
Considered me a protégé of sorts, actually,
so he shared a lot of secrets with me...
Including...
On his last night in D.C.
He told you about the film?
That's right.
What else did he say?
That he trusted you and he believed in the sightings,
as I'm guessing you do as well.
Well, Captain Quinn and I, we believe
that until we have real answers,
science and observation are the best way forward.
I couldn't agree more. Gentlemen, thank you.
Hopefully we'll be in touch before long.
- Thank you, Senator. - Thank you, Senator.
What do you make of that?
I wonder if we just found out who Garner's working for.
- Mail's here. - Thank you, Faye.
So let's say Garner is working for Kennedy.
Where is Kennedy getting his information from?
And I wonder how much more he knows that we don't.
What's that?
"Blue Book, this is John.
It's been six months, but I managed to get you
the proof that you were looking for".
John... Hangar 18?
Officially... I don't exist.
I thought the generals got to him.
Apparently not.
"Use this key to see for yourselves".
Come in.
Have a seat.
You have fun last night?
Nope, but I did learn a few things.
Oh, yeah? What's that?
Sometimes the information that you're looking for
comes from the most unexpected place.
So how did it go with Garner?
We got our name.
I don't know if we can do anything with it yet.
He's a bit untouchable.
When it comes to the CIA, no one's untouchable.
Did you bring it?
I did.
Yeah, what got you so interested
in taking a trip, General?
You just seem to strike me as a pretty straitlaced guy.
Let's just say I've been struggling
with my faith lately, and I've been hoping
to find someone who could explain a few things
that have been on my mind.
They've cleaned house.
Wondering if there was ever anything here to begin with.
Maybe the generals set us up...
To see what we'd do.
If that's the case,
we've never been in more trouble.
So what's our next move?
I don't know, Doc.
Really don't know.
Three, one, five, four, five,
six, five, three, nine.