Project Moon Base

Sector number 12. Come in, please.

Sector number 12, in.

Standby. Sector number 13, come in please.

Sector number 13 in.

Sector number 13, come in, please.

Sector number 13, come in please.

Sector number 13, in.

Stand by.

Mr. Roundtree, we're all ready for you, Sir.

Roundtree, here.

I've called you 15 sectional chiefs to

this radio rendezvous

to brief you on the situation regarding

Project A.

We've tried for two years to get an

agent on that space station,

but due to impregnable security precautions

we have been unable to do so.

I have orders from the minister himself

that we must not fail in destroying this

perpetually menacing eye in the sky

and it must be done within two months,

without fail. Therefore, I must have

information on every person who might be

sent to that space station.

I have three hundred operatives were

typed to resemble

all leading scientists in the field.

Due to money or family or

some other reason, these people are under

our absolute control.

Your job will be to use every man to

keep these scientists under absolute

surveillance.

Insofar as possible, to monitor

everything they say and do.

My assistant will now transmit you

names and addresses of those people we

wish followed.

Make this a 24-hour job.

Calling the San Francisco sector. Here is a

special list for your attention.

John Adams, Henry Burns

Standby.

Yes?

We have information on the next man to make the trip.

Yeah, when did you find this out?

Just a second, I'll call Mr. Roundtree.

Mr. Roundtree.

- Yes? - Important call for you, Sir.

Roundtree here.

Your man for Project A is Dr. Wernher.

Repeat, Dr. Wernher, w-e-r-n-h-e-r.

He is scheduled to leave for the objective within 48 hours.

Sam, check the files.

See if we have a Dr. Wernher, w-e-r-n-h-e-r.

See if we have a double for him.

Quickly.

Oh, here you are, Sir.

We have a double for him all right.

He's in San Francisco under Section Chief Three.

Exact resemblance except for the hair.

Oh, that's easy to fix.

Now, here's your plan of action.

Dr. Wernher is staying at the Central Hotel in Room 524.

I'll have a set of photographs to you

within 15 minutes.

Surround the hotel with a cordon of operatives.

Get a room as close to him as possible, preferably next door.

I'll be there within two hours to take

charge of the operation myself.

Ready here. Testing-one-two-three-four.

All right Sam, we'll be able to hear everything that goes on.

Come on.

You keep your ear glued to that receiver

until you're relieved.

Mr. Roundtree, Dr. Wernher just came in.

Hello.

This is General Greene speaking.

Oh yes, General...

...delighted to hear from you. I expected

that you would call me.

Yes, all arrangements have been completed

for the circumlunar flight.

Good, good, yes,

I have all my, uh, preparations completed.

Yes sir, you'll make arrangements through

the local transportation office.

Good, fine, thank you.

Hope to see you soon, Sir.

Goodbye.

Where is that double? Wernher might be leaving any moment.

He'll be here shortly. His plane arrived at the airport 25 minutes ago.

Finally.

Sorry I was detained.

It's all right.

- Please be seated. - Thank you.

You know your job.

I know.

You must destroy the space station.

According to all my available

information there is only two ways of doing it.

One, by getting into the bomb room of the

station and setting off one of the bombs.

Two, by taking control of the Moonship

which you're scheduled to take

and ramming it into the station.

Do you understand?

I understand.

Sam take him into the

dressing room and match his hair to that photograph.

Yes sir. Come on.

- Well, how does the hair look? - Fine.

Yes, this is Dr. Wernher. Why yes, colonel,

I've been waiting for you.

A car in front of the hotel in 10 minutes.

Good. I'll be there, Sir.

Yes, an official car. I'll watch for the insignia.

Thank you, Sir. Goodbye.

- He's going to leave in 10 minutes. - Good.

Uh, desk, uh, Wernher here.

Uh, send a man up for my bags, please.

Thank you.

Sent for a bellhop.

Come in.

Oh, you, uh, take these, uh, two bags here,

and uh

I'll take the briefcase.

How did you get here so quickly?...

Ready here. Move!

Well, do I look like him?

If you don't, we've wasted a full year looking for you for this assignment.

Now remember, your job is to destroy that space station.

Don't worry, I know my job.

Your credentials, Dr. Wernher.

Just a moment.

Come in.

You rang, Sir.

Yes, you take those two bags and I'll, uh,

I'll take this briefcase.

Uh, please use the front entrance.

Do you want a cab, Sir.

Uh, no, I'm expecting a car, an official car.

- Dr. Wernher? - Yes.

- The General is waiting for you, Sir. - Thank you.

And our doctor will rush you through Security.

This way, please. Sergeant, the bags.

You see, Bill, according to my calculus

36 million miles should be equal to the

ratio of 67 million miles...

- Yes, what is it? - Dr. Wernher has arrived and

is going through Security, Sir.

Good. Tell him I'll meet him for the

briefing as soon as possible, uh, say

within a half hour.

Well, that's a break. I was afraid we'd

have to cancel just because one, uh,

confounded civilian was gonna be late.

If you please, Sir, uh,

I don't really see why we have to take

him at all. MacIntosh and I can

photograph the back face of the Moon

without help.

Ah, a lot of politics in these things, boy.

If we hadn't played the science angle,

we wouldn't gotten the authorization,

nor the money.

This round the Moon flight

is a necessary step to the establishment

of a Lunar base,

and you know how badly

the country needs that base.

Yes sir.

And I'm mighty pleased that you're to be the pilot.

Now I hated to bump you out of the honor

of making the first orbital flight, Bill,

but, uh, well it just had to be Briteis.

You know our reasons.

Well, that's years past and long done

with, Sir. Briteis is a good pilot.

I'd be the first to admit it.

You used to like Briteis, eh?

Frankly, Sir, uh, Captain Briteis was a

nice kid, but

well, Colonel Briteis is a little

hard to swallow.

Ah, Lindbergh got

promoted from captain to colonel for less.

The President simply followed the

established precedent.

I suppose so, Sir.

Anyhow, this makes up for it. Being the

first man to fly around the Moon is all

any pilot can ask for.

A crash priority from the White House, Sir.

Notify me immediately on Colonel Briteis'

arrival and cut the orders accordingly.

Yes sir.

Oh no, Sir, not again. They can't do this, Sir.

Sit down Bill and take it easy.