A tactical recombination.
All set.
Good
You wanted to know what was the secret of chameleon tours.
Well, Inspector?
See for yourself.
Doctor!
He's dead.
You're coming with me.
I'll not leave him.
You have five seconds to change your mind.
You'll have to kill me then.
I said five seconds.
Five, four, three...
Samantha!
Ah!
I suppose there's no use in asking where this plane is going to.
You will know soon enough.
This is plane number three to base.
Inform the director that I have an original for him as ordered.
I'm delivering him now and will return immediately to Gatwick Airport.
Jamie?
Are you all right?
Aye.
They've not harmed you, have they?
No, but I can't move.
Doctor!
Are you all right?
What's happening?
I can't move.
What's that?
I don't know.
It's a beam of light.
Aye.
Doctor, it's moving towards us.
It's just a small footage, so what will happen to us if we don't move quickly?
But I can't move, Doctor.
Neither can I.
Wait a minute.
I can move one arm, but I can't move away.
I can't move.
Oh, Doctor, can't you do anything to stop it?
No.
Oh, wait.
One thing.
It's a long chance, but it just might work.
Have you got a mirror in that bag?
Yes.
Let's see.
Yes, that will do.
Hand it to me.
I can't.
I can't move my hand.
Jamie, can you take it?
Have you got it?
No.
Careful.
Take it.
Got it.
Right now, see if you can point it at that laser gun.
The black thing on the wall.
I'll try, Doctor, but why?
Well, if you can reflect the light back, we've got a chance.
Well, look, can't you prop it up on something?
No, it won't work.
I'll have to hold it.
Your hand.
It's a risk I'll have to take.
Quick, Jamie, now.
Oh, well done.
Wait.
I can move.
I wonder if...
Do you think that's what's happened to Ben and Polly, Doctor?
No.
Are you sure?
I think they were needed for some purpose.
We were...
We were obviously too dangerous for them.
But to try and do something like this in broad daylight...
Yes.
It means only one thing, I'm afraid.
Their plans are almost complete.
We'll have to act fast if we're going to save Ben and Polly.
And Brian.
Or have you forgotten about him?
No, I have not forgotten him, sir.
But if my guess is right, they're all in the same place.
Where's that?
I don't know.
Wait.
The first aid post.
Eh?
We saw a first aid post on that monitor.
Why?
We must find it.
Well, come on, you're not going to sit there all day, are you?
Just a minute.
We can't all go down to the medical unit.
All right, then what can I do?
Did you get a good look at the man who tried to kill us?
I'll say.
I had my arms around his neck.
Then go down to the chameleon kiosk and see if he comes in or out.
Right.
But be careful.
Don't let him see you.
Me be careful?
You two watch out for yourselves.
I'll be okay.
She's got a lot of courage, that wee lass doctor.
Yes.
I just hope she doesn't try to be too adventurous.
Who are you?
Stephen Christopher Jenkins.
Where do you live?
With my parents in Wimbledon.
Employment?
I'm an immigration officer at Gatwick Airport.
Come along.
You'll be all right.
Now come along, take it easy.
We'll have you as my...
Right, we'll wait a minute.
Now, just get you down here.
There we are.
Ah, splendid.
How are we doing, doctor?
Very well, but don't overdo it.
Yes, this is the room we saw on the TV monitor.
Ah.
If the tablets don't help, come and see me again.
What's the matter with you?
It's a rare tropical disease, nurse.
I'm his doctor.
If he doesn't rally soon, we shall have to use somnolin.
Somnolin?
Yes, yes, somnolin.
I shall have to get him somewhere to lie down.
Um.
Oh, yes.
This will do nicely.
I'm afraid you can't go there.
Why not?
It's just an x-ray room, isn't it?
Isn't that a couch behind the screen?
I'm sorry, doctor.
You can't take your patient in there.
You refuse to help my patient?
Oh, it's not that.
I have someone coming for an x-ray.
Oh, I see.
Well, why didn't you tell me in the first place?
That doctor is a menace to our plans.
Then we must kill him.
I tried.
He must have escaped.
They won't escape me.
No, wait.
This time, let them come to us.
I've been paging him, superintendent, but he hasn't responded.
Yes, very well, sir.
I'll keep on trying.
Operator, look, I booked a call through to Athens.
Now, what's happened?
Yes, very well.
I'll stay near the phone.
What's all this about?
Oh, doctor.
Have you seen Rebecca Croston?
No, why?
Well, Scott and John are looking for him, and we can't find him anywhere.
Also, your Miss Briggs wants to see him.
But I told her to.
Where is she now?
She said something about going to the chameleon kiosk.
Go down and join her, Jamie.
She's a very strong-headed young woman.
See she doesn't come to any trouble.
I'll keep an eye on her, doctor.
Commandant, did the inspector say where he was going?
No, he said he was going to make some inquiries about chameleon tours.
And now he's disappeared.
Aren't you rather jumping to conclusions?
I don't think so.
My two friends became involved with chameleon tours, and they've both disappeared.
Father, you know what I think of what's happened.
Yes, and you know what I think about your ridiculous theory.
People from outer space, indeed.
Something the matter with you?
Commandant, I found out what's been happening.
Well, that's a step in the right direction.
What I mean is I took the liberty of phoning all the airports that the chameleon tours fly to.
The last on my list was Athens.
Oh, don't you realize you expense phone...
Yes, sir, I know, I'm sorry, but what I found out is they never deliver any passengers.
What do you mean, never deliver any passengers?
It's absolutely true, sir.
They all say the same thing.
Dubrovnik, Athens, Rome.
They say they pick up young passengers to take them out to other places, but none of them ever arrive anywhere.
In that case, they must be flying these young people to some secret airfield, but why?
You're still thinking in Earth terms, Captain.
And I intend to go on doing so.
What was the name of that chameleon pilot?
Captain Blade.
And what time is the plane due back?
About half an hour, sir.
Right. After the turn around, we'll have it followed this time.
Could I have a word with you, my dear?
Get me the RAF station, Manston.
I suspect that the medical center is connected with all this.
Medical center? Oh, come on.
Now, please don't get like him.
Oh, yes, there is definitely a connection.
Now, I would like to get in there and have a look around.
Well, anyone can go in there.
But I would like to get that nurse out of the way first.
Do you think you could manage it for me?
You'll find that in order.
He said you'd do something silly.
Oh, yeah? What else did he say?
He said you were headstrong.
Oh, great.
Look, you can tell the doctor he's not going to talk me out of this one, and neither are you.
I'm going on the next comedian flight that leaves in half an hour.
Oh, look, don't you see? It's the only way we can find out anything.
Oh, don't worry.
I'll come back and tell him all about it.
If you do come back.
Oh, it's only going to Rome.
And what makes you so sure you'll find your brother in Rome?
I don't know.
But that's where he was supposed to be going.
At least I'll be doing something.
But do you not realize how dangerous it is?
Look, if you're scared, I'm certainly not.
I wish that doctor were here.
Oh.
Hey, maybe I could go with you.
Now you're talking. Do you think you can raise the lolly?
The lolly?
The brass. The money.
Look, it'll cost you 28 quid, pounds to you.
But that's a fortune. I've never seen that much money in my life.
I suppose I couldn't take your place.
No.
The doctor said it was no job for a wee lassie.
A wee lassie? You can tell the doctor...
I'll say goodbye.
Hey, kid.
I can take care of myself, you know.
I just wanted to make sure.
So you can arrange to have it followed.
Good. Oh, I'll find out what time's the next chameleon flight.
Oh, 1530 hours to Rome, sir.
1530 hours heading south.
Right, and I'll let you know when they request permission to start up.
Dear old man, and many thanks.
Well, that's settled that.
The next chameleon flight will have an RAF fighter on his tail.
Good grief.
Jean.
What's the matter with the girl?
Get me the medical center.
Isn't it possible for your assistant to come down here, Commandant?
But I'm not supposed to leave here.
All right, sir, if you insist.
I'm just going off duty, but this gentleman will be pleased to attend to you.
How do you feel?
Not too good.
I can't understand it. She's never done this on me before.
I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't.
I can't understand it. She's never done this on me before.
Thank you, nurse. I feel much better now.
There couldn't have been much wrong then.
Have you had any lunch?
No, I've been so busy today, I haven't even had any breakfast.
Then no wonder you didn't feel well.
Really, Commandant, you must see that your staff have time for regular meals.
I've never stopped her having her lunch.
I'm sorry, Commandant, but it has been known to happen.
Now look here, Jane.
Very well done.
Did I give you enough time?
Ample time.
What is all this? You weren't ill at all, were you?
It's all right, Commandant. She was acting on my instructions.
Oh, your instructions.
Yes.
What do you think of these?
Now, what are these?
I think there's somebody here who can tell us.
Excuse me.
Where's the chap who usually sits there?
He's probably off duty. In that case, he'll be back on shift in a couple of hours.
I see.
Oh, well, he's going to have to wait.
The immediate flight floor has announced the departure of their flight number 419 for Rome.
Will all passengers please assemble at the departure time.
Don't forget your clothes, Clads.
Give them back to me in real person for you.
Have you found your ticket yet?
I don't know. I seem to have lost it somewhere.
But you remember me, don't you? I bought the ticket off you.
There are so many people. What was the name?
Samantha Briggs.
Oh, it had S. Briggs on the ticket.
S. Briggs has already checked in.
Oh, no. Well, who the heck...
Look, can you remember what she looked like?
She, I seem to remember a boy with that ticket.
Jamie. He's pinched it. Look, you have to stop him.
I can't hold up the flight.
But look...
I'm sorry. There's nothing more I can do for you.
Hello?
Yes, all right. That's very kind of you.
You're very fortunate. Your ticket's just been found.
Oh, good. Well, who got it?
We can't tell you that, I'm afraid.
But our manager would like to see you. He's just through there.
Oh, right.
Now, who's got their postcards ready?
You wanted to see me?
Yes, indeed.
You won't escape again.
Chameleon 419, clearance correct.
Chameleon 419, taxi clearance.
Chameleon 419, taxi following southern taxiway for departure runway 27.
Roger.
Well, this time they'll have the RAF on their tail.
How high can fighters go these days, commandant?
Oh, ten miles plus.
How futile.
RAF Manson, sir.
Oh, good. Hello, boy.
The Chameleon Rome flight's just taken off.
They're on Amber 1 at flight level 210.
Right. Good man.
You can unfasten your seatbelts now.
Thank you.
Are you all right?
Oh, I'll be all right.
Good.
Well, that's the 50 mile mark they're passing now.
Norman, you don't plot them at this range?
No, there's too much traffic to control.
Once they're up and away on their air corridor, we'll finish with them.
Hello, Gatwick Airport.
This is RAF 241. How do you read me?
Gatwick Airport to RAF 241. We read you loud and clear.
Have the Chameleon aircraft inside.
I'm following at 10,000 feet, heading due south.
That's him. Right on the tap.
So far, so good.
All set.
Something's following us.
Another airline, again the same way.
No, it's too small.
It's a fighter.
Give me a radar reading.
Two three decimal seven nine.
Go!
Heads ain't in that fighter's off course.
Gatwick to RAF 241. Do you read me?
That plane isn't just off course. Something's happened to it.
You're right. It's out of control.
Gatwick to RAF 241. Do you read me?
I don't think you'll get a reply.
It's fading, dropping out of our radar.
Gene, get me RAF Manson.
That plane's crashed.
Look at the Chameleon plane. There's something wrong with that, too.
It's standing still.
Impossible.
It's stationary.
That can only mean one thing.
It's crashing, too.
Report to the flight deck immediately.
How many people require passports in order to leave the airport on the next flight?
Twenty-five.
You missed this one here.
I'm sorry.
Carry on.
Negative report from airsea rescue, sir.
With two aircraft ditching, there must be some signs of wreckage.
Why do you think the Chameleon plane crashed into the sea?
Because it disappeared off our radar screen.
But it stood still first.
Because it must have collided with the RAF plane and dropped down.
Why do you think that?
You see, when a plane on that radar appears to stand still,
it is in point of fact dropping straight down.
What about straight up?
Oh, my dear doctor.
To get above our radar umbrella like that,
it'd have to climb vertically until it was 100 miles high.
Darn thing for being out of space.
Exactly.
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