Earth's Final Hours

So this is normal?

No, not really.

They don't look like communication devices...

anything dangerous.

Well, I told you we don't get anything that exciting up here.

Still, someone went to a lot of effort to set these things up.

I don't think it was

some weekend warrior.

Well, they do head off in that direction.

Yeah.

Let's check it out.

Yo, boss.

How many more once these are done?

There's another field beyond those trees,

but it shouldn't take more than a few more days.

Oh.

Well, then you won't be needing me?

- (device beeps) - No.

'Cause the extra money's coming in handy.

So... if you find what you're looking for,

will you, like, win a peace prize?

That's not my intention.

Well, then what are you looking for?

Proof.

Five bucks it's aliens.

Yeah, we get that sort of thing up here all the time--

UFO chasers, alien trackers,

and extraterrestrial enthusiasts.

You'll get used to it.

I bet.

A lot different than DC, huh?

- A bit. - (chuckles)

What? I recycle.

Up there.

Boss?

Friends of yours?

Woman: Not me.

Hey there.

So, uh...

how you guys making out?

Just fine, thank you. Can I help you with something?

Man: Oh, just wondering what you're up to.

You got a heck of a setup going on out here.

Nothing serious.

Really?

I counted hundreds of these things on the way in.

Looks pretty serious to me.

I'm sorry. Who are you gentlemen?

Oh, uh, just the feds.

Yeah, I'm Agent Massey. This is Agent Streich.

You know, it'd be great if you could tell us

what you're really doing out here 'cause,

well, I've never seen an enthusiast this well-equipped.

Yes, well, we're setting up arrays to monitor celestial events.

This is private land.

How about you? What are you doing out here?

I'm making $8 an hour.

- (loud blast) - (gasps)

It's coming.

Stop! Hey!

- Stop! - Hey. Whoa.

Nice and easy run.

Ah!

Take care of my circles.

Circles? What are you talking about?

Circles that...

- I asked him, but he didn't tell me. - (tablet beeping)

You think these things fell off a plane?

I don't know.

I don't know, but this guy knew something.

Yeah, but not enough to get out of the way.

- What about the girl? - Nah, nothing useful.

Local hire. He paid her cash, gave her a fake name.

Hmm.

- Prints? - Nothing.

I punched them in. Not even Interpol.

Great. John Doe.

We're gonna need a science officer out here.

Just send those prints and a photo to Virginia,

see if anything comes up.

Got it.

Arnett.

Glad you could find the time.

Lockman, what's so important that I had to leave a meeting

with the chief of staff?

20 minutes ago, we got a positive ID

on Dr. Andreas Gutierrez.

He's in the States.

In the States?

How'd he get in the country?

We don't know.

Is he-- is he in custody?

He's dead.

Who else knows about this?

No one.

Prints came over an encrypted channel.

His identity's secure.

What happened?

Freak accident.

I have an associate on the scene. I can find out more from him.

No.

I want you on the ground over there to contain this.

- Leaving right away. - Good.

Why?

Why what?

Why risk it?

After all these years,

why risk resurfacing?

Hey, sunshine.

Why a picnic in the front yard?

Just conducting an experiment.

Did you bring food?

- Yep. - Nice.

We're like an old married couple.

Gross. Please, I've known you since you ate boogers.

I'll never get past that.

What are you doing?

Well, Mrs. Elman,

she was going to be evicted from her house

for not paying her property taxes.

She's on a fixed income.

I mean, the city keeps raising taxes, and for what?

Where are you going with this?

Oh, let's just say

she doesn't have to worry about that anymore.

Woman: What did you do?

Andy.

I hacked into the mayor's expense account

- and, you know... - (knocking)

took care of her back payments.

You hacked into the city's financial system?

- Andy: I might've thrown in a few... - Thank you!

amenities as well.

You know, just thought I'd help her out.

Andy, no, wait.

This isn't good. You can't do this.

Even if it's right in spirit, there are laws.

But you forgot the moral of the story.

What's that?

I never get caught.

I'll say one thing, Andy Streich--

when you go, you go big.

Yeah.

I'm looking for Agent Streich.

Thank you.

- Agent Streich? - Yes?

- Chloe Edwards, Science Division. - Hey. John Streich.

- This is my assistant Ellie. - That's Agent Massey.

Chloe: So what happened out here?

Well, we were on a routine investigation,

questioning the suspect.

Heard this massive sonic boom.

Something came out of the sky and hit our victim.

- What did it look like? - Phew.

Like a meteor shower--

airplane or satellite debris, I'm not sure.

I tell you, it was one hell of an impact, though.

Well, 100 metric tons of space debris

usually land on the Earth every year.

I mean, most of it just burns up in the atmosphere,

but some of it does get through.

It happens.

It's strange, though.

Something that would've been powerful enough to rip through a man

and plow this deep into the Earth

should've left more of an impact crater.

- Who was he? - Massey: We don't know.

He wasn't carrying ID and the prints turned up nothing.

Well, I'm guessing he was a scientist

by the looks of these collection devices.

These are typically used for gathering info and data.

My guess is that he was expecting a strike here.

What does that prove?

Well, a hit on one of those panels

would reveal all sorts of information--

velocity, trajectory, trace elements, maybe.

Are these the only panels?

Well, we've got two fields so far.

We got a report on another one nearby.

Yeah. It's a really small area to place collection devices

and get an immediate hit.

Did he have a computer?

Yeah, we sent it away to be analyzed.

So this guy knew that something was coming.

- So I really need to see any data... - (phone ringing)

that he had on him. If there's anything that you can--

Excuse me. John Streich.

Woman on phone: Please hold for Division Chief Lockman.

- (tablet beeping) - Man: Here, this one.

John, how's the Pacific Northwest?

Cloudy on a clear day, Lockman.

- How are you? - I'm on my way to you.

Out here? Why?

Oh, I hear you're in the middle of an unusual situation.

- Nothing I can't handle. - I'll be there in six hours.