- What the hell's that all about?
- Nothing.
Hey, Mike, you in a hurry?
What's with them?
Maybe they're just tired.
Sorry, boys, the kitchen's closed.
We're sticking to the story.
No matter how rough it gets,
understand?
Whatever.
Greg?
Go ahead, Mike, make that phone call.
We're all with you. Go on.
That's right, man.
That's right, go.
Working your boys kind of late tonight,
were you, Mike?
This is Sergeant Reynolds
from Criminal lnvestigations
calling Lieutenant Frank Watters.
Are you there, lieutenant? Over.
- Lieutenant, do you read me? Over.
- I'm here, sergeant.
I've checked with Sheriff Davis.
He says he'll give you all the details
when you get to Snowflake. Over.
What's his problem?
Frank, it sounds like he's
in over his head on this one. Over.
I hear you.
Police investigation. There's nothing
for you to see or to hear, so just...
Everybody just go on home, now.
There's nothing to see.
Get in your cars, take your kids,
take your families, go on home.
Lieutenant Watters?
- I'm Frank Watters.
- Sheriff Blake Davis.
I know a lot about you, yes, sir,
from the papers.
Sure do. About you not having any
unsolved cases here or in Montana.
Nothing but a myth.
But a damn fine one.
Now, why the radio silence
on bringing me here, sheriff?
Well, we got a special kind
of situation here, Frank.
A missing boy on our hands.
Travis Walton.
About an hour ago, a deputy of mine
took a missing-persons report
from a fella by the name of Rogers.
Mike Rogers.
I've known him a long time.
He's a good guy, straight guy.
He's been running a crew
up the Mogollon Rim
near Turkey Spring
for about a month.
Yep, they had a government contract
to clear out the brush.
Dennis!
I want you to meet my deputy.
Dennis, shake hands
with Lieutenant Watters. Deputy Clay.
- Hi, Dennis.
- It's an honor, lieutenant.
I read about that wetback murder
you handled down Nogales way.
Dennis, can you tell us who else
is in that gang besides Mike Rogers?
Yeah. We got David Whitlock, 26.
Local boy, active in the church.
Greg Hayes, 17.
High school kid from Winslow.
This one's pretty shook-up.
Robert Cogdill, 20, from Durango.
Joined the crewjust a week ago.
Allan Dallis, 25.
A drifter,
on the crewjust over two weeks.
- Bad apple, if you ask me.
- Yeah. He's got hell in his eye.
Sure does.
Frank, I think that...
I think that maybe...
Maybe you better hear this
from the horse's mouth.
Lead me to the horse.
- Dennis, get these folks out of here.
- Come on, folks.
Give them some room.
Restaurant's closed for the night.
- Now, what in the hell is that thing for?
- It bother you?
- Yeah, it bothers me.
- I don't want any misinterpretations.
This way there's a clear record
of everything you tell us.
Well, we already told that Barney Fife
of a deputy everything we know.
I'll tell you, Frank,
Clay wrote down everything.
We'll use the recorder.
A man with nothing to hide
is a man with nothing to worry about.
- You're the leader, right?
- Yeah.
Yeah, he's our fearless leader.
Maybe I should be
talking to you instead.
Oh, no. No, sir. He's the boss.
There's no doubt about that.
Tell me about Travis Walton.
- About what happened?
- About Travis.
Start by telling me who he is.
He's...
He was my best friend.
Wake up, Dad, wake up.
Wake up, Dad.
It's the tickle monster!
It's the tickle monster.
Ow, what are you doing?
Daddy just cracked his elbow.
How are you? Good morning.
- Good morning. What are you doing?
- Breakfast is ready!
- Waking you up.
- Who told you to wake me up?
- Mommy did!
- Mommy did!
Why did she tell you to wake me up?
Because she wants me
to tickle you again?
Travis, you son of a bitch,
get off that bike!
Cathy, what are you doing?
Nothing, Mom.
Hey, get that thing
off the sidewalk, Travis!
Here you go. Coming in. There you go.
You want butter on that?
- Can I have some French toast?
- Sure.
I can have some?
I got some for you right here.
No, I gotta go.
I gotta get the truck running.
Wait a sec. Let me talk to you
for a second, please.
What...? The bank's gonna
call again today.
- So?
- So, what should I tell them?
Do we have to talk about that
right now?
No, you know what? We can wait
till they throw us out of our house.
Hey, Mike!
Morning.
What's the matter?
You and Katie again?
Hey, Mike, want a doughnut?
Make you feel better.
About time we got yours
back on the road, don't you think?
Unless you got some secret plan
to let it rust and sell it for scrap.
We'll start tonight.
What do you think?
I gotta show you something.
- What's this?
- This is our future.
MT Motors.
Serving all of Navajo County.
Harleys, Nortons, Yamahas,
you name it.
We'll do commercials like the guys
in Phoenix.
"MT Motors. Our prices are so great,
our show room
is almost always empty."
Get it? Empty. M-T. Motors.
Empty. What do you think?
I think we better just concentrate
on finishing the contract.
The Forest Service
won't extend the deadline.
Mike, don't worry. This is the deal.
Look, Travis, my mortgage
is on the line.
I gotta worry. I got no choice, man.
We'll get it done or we won't.
Hey, where you going?
Love awaits me.
Look, it's Uncle Travis.
- Hi, Uncle Travis.
- God. Travis, can't you use the door?
- No.
- Go...
- Morning.
- Good morning.
Breakfast in bed.
Thank you.
Dana, let's get married.
I can't wait anymore.
- Travis.
- Don't answer. Don't answer. Just...
Just think about it.
Okay.
Can we get going, please?
Before I get seriously sick.
- See you later.
- Okay.
How you doing, fellas?
- Good morning.
- Hi, guys.
Bobby, every day I tell you
turn it down or turn it off.
I'm not gonna tell you again.
You need to listen
to some blues, man.
You guys got any doughnuts
up there?
Well, we did, Dallis,
but we ate them all.
Hey, listen to this, man:
"Lady in Borneo gives birth
to a litter of 1 3."
- Litter?
- Yeah.
- Bunch of bullshit.
- What do you mean, man?
It's right here. Read it.
Get out of my way.
- Hey, leave him alone.
- Shut up, mind your own business.
What if I make it my business?
Is that what you want, dude?
You wanna make it your business?
Can we have one day
without you two girls fighting,
- please?
- Why don't you shut up, David.
- Hey! Knock it off, man.
- You knock it off.
- No, you knock it off, Dallis, now.
- No, you knock it off.
Come on, man. This is a good song.
Turn it down, Bobby. I mean it.
All right, boys. Let's get moving.
All right, listen up.
It's gonna be a long day.
David and Dallis, you guys alternate
on the big saw to buck the windfall.
- Bobby and Greg are on cleanup.
- Right.
Let's try to get the east side
of Pine Mountain before sundown.
All right? Get the water. Let's go.
Another day, another dollar.
Down the hill!
Wide load now.
Timber.
All right, lunch!
Not too bright!
Can't hear you.
Hey, knock it off, Dallis!
I said, lunch!
Dallis!
- Hey.
- Hey, bud.
What do you say we do a little fishing
when the contract's over?
When this contract's over, huh?
Come on, it's what we need.
One of our camping trips.
Some hunting, some fishing,
chasing bears.
Oh, yeah, I remember.
You ran that bear up that tree.
I was just trying to make friends.
So how come you can't
make friends with Dallis?
He's just jealous
I can do something he can't.
- Oh, yeah? What's that?
- Read and write.
So, what do you say, man?
A little R and R, and then MT Motors.
You think I'm gonna let
a flake like you marry my little sister?
A flake from Snowflake. How poetic.
I like that.
Yeah, that's just my point.
What's your point?
You're a dreamer.
And you're not ready for marriage.
Not if I gotta turn into you...
...Mike.
We went back to work,
and we finished up
along about dusk.
The day's work was done,
and the five of you left the work site.
Six. There was six of us.
- Travis Walton left with you?
- Of course.
The rest of you boys
go along with that?
Yes.
How about you, Mr. Dallis?
You go along with that?
Oh, yeah, I go along with that.
You don't sound too sure.
Well, I'm sure.
- What's it to you?
- Oh, it just seems like that you had
the biggest ax to grind with Travis.
What was that whole thing
with that chain saw?
I was just having some fun.
That's all.
You gonna arrest me for that?
What happened to your hand?
I did it to myself earlier today.
Just having a little fun?
Yeah, that's right,
I was just having a little fun.
You ought to be more careful, son.
Yeah, well, I'll do my best, Daddy.
I'll bet you will.
Why don't you fellas
tell Lieutenant Watters what you saw.
Or what you think you saw.
It was Dallis that saw it first.
What about it?
Tell us about it. What did you see?
What did it look like?
It looked like...
Like a fire.
- You awake?
- I'm awake.
What in the hell is that?
That is strange.
What is?
What are you guys looking at?
Looks like the sunset to me.
No, Greg, that's east. The sun set
behind us 20 minutes ago.
Well, what do you think it is, then?
Maybe a fire or maybe
a plane crash in the woods.
Yeah. Yeah, a plane crash.
It could be.
Christ, man.
Hey, what the hell is that?
Maybe we should just
turn back, huh?
That's gotta be a fire.
Look, it's moving.
I saw it.
- It isn't moving, Bobby. It isn't--
- Look, man.
Is it?
That's one monster forest fire there.
Fire, my ass.
That ain't no fire, man.
What else could it be?
The heck is going on here, Mike?
- You screwing around?
- No.
Mike, maybe we ought to do
like Greg says
and just pull over for a minute.
No, Mike. I wanna see what it is.
There's only one road out of here,
and we're on it.
If that's a fire
and we can't get around it,
we're gonna be
spending the night out here.
Mike?
Stop, Mike! Stop the truck!
- That's wild.
- Holy Christ.
- Travis!
- Travis!
- You son of a bitch!
- The hell you doing?
Get back in the truck, asshole!
What is that?
- What is that thing?
- Oh, my God!
Travis!
The hell's he doing out there?
- Get back to the truck!
- The hell is that?
- Travis!
- Get back in the truck!
- Get out of there.
- What is that?
I don't know what that is.
Hey, Mike!
Travis, get out of there!
Leave the son of a bitch here
if he's gonna be an asshole!
Travis, get back here! Travis!
Run, Travis, run!
- What the hell is that?
- Do you feel that?
- Crazy...
- Travis!
- Travis!
- Get the hell out of here!
- Get back in here! Travis!
- What the hell is that?
Travis!
He's...
- He's...
- Go! Go!
Go! Go!
Mike, he's dead! He's dead!
- Oh, Mike, he's gone!
- Go!
- I'm not leaving him.
- He's dead!
I'm not leaving him here!
- Go! Get out of here! Go!
- Get the hell out of here, Mike!
He's dead.
What the hell you doing?
He's dead!
- He's dead. He's dead.
- Come on!
- Get the hell out of here!
- Let's go!
Go! Go!
- He's dead?
- Oh, my God!
It's moving! It's coming after us, man!
It's gonna kill us.
Stay down! Stay down!
Everybody stay down!
Slow down, Mike!
- What is that thing?
- I don't know.
- What the heck was that thing?!
- I don't know!
I don't know, Mike!
I don't know what it is.
- What was it?
- Oh, my God!
What was that?
Slow down, Mike!
Shit!
Come on, man, you're gonna kill us.
- Is it following us?
- I don't know.
I can't see it. Is it following us?
- I don't know!
- Shut up!
- Come on!
- Look out!
- Come on, man!
- Get off of me!
What in the hell you stopping for?
We left him there.
- He's dead, jackass!
- We gotta go back.
- No!
- No way. What are you talking about?
No, maybe we do gotta go back.
Maybe we gotta go back!
- No way! No!
- No way, man! No!
We don't know that he's dead yet.
- Get out of here! Let's get...!
- What are you talking about?
I'm going back! I'm going back!
If you don't wanna go,
get out of the car now.
I'll come pick you up later.
- You can't do this to us, man.
- What if you don't come back, Mike?
Get out.
Go, man. You gotta go. Get out.
It'll be all right. You stay by the road.
Son of a bitch.
I...
I searched the woods and...
But he wasn't...
There was nothing...
They took him.
You expect me to believe
that a flying saucer came down
and took your friend away
to outer space?
That's the truth, mister.
That's exactly what happened.
Is it?
Is it? According to your story,
you never even went back
to the clearing,
so you don't know, do you?
I didn't have to go back.
Mike Rogers says he wasn't there,
you can take it to the bank.
And you know that, Blake.
Why the heck aren't you
speaking up for us?
Why you letting this man
talk to us like this?
- David, l...
- It seems like you're not even trying
to believe us.
We all saw the thing.
We all saw the guy get zapped.
You saw something.
At least, you thought you did.
- And what about you, son?
- Me?
Yeah. What did you see?
I saw the same...
Same as they saw.
Well, that's quite a story.
Yeah, well,
I think it's about time to get out of here.
What do you boys think?
You're real broken up about
your missing buddy, aren't you?
Oh, that's very perceptive.
- That's because he's not my friend.
- I got that.
- Clearly.
- Did you?
Good. Now, are you done?
We'll tell you when.
I don't want anybody to leave
till I get
everybody's phone number
and address.
- Shouldn't we try to find him?
- This is a...
He's not on the mountain,
remember?
They took him.
Well, what do you think?
Think we ought to head up there?
Too late. Not enough men.
We'll head out in the morning.
Well, Dallis, you sure can talk.
See, I told you he wasn't
gonna believe your damn story.
Not a goddamn word of it.
Looks like they were
working on it there.
Boy, that truck looks like
it's been to hell and back.
Well, the sun comes up
at 6 in the morning.
We got 50 men, jeeps, horses, dogs.
I wanna call Flagstaff
and get two helicopters.
- That be enough?
- That's plenty.
My hunch is, tomorrow
we'll find Travis Walton.
Of course, I'd be surprised
if we found him in one piece.
Yeah.
You recommend a good motel,
sheriff?
Yeah. Chapparal.
Just after you get inside
to Snowflake,
right there by the water tower.
Still, you have to wonder
how those boys
came up with such a crazy story.
Yeah.
Back on Earth,
we're dealing with a murder.
Plain and simple.
Good night, sheriff.
Good night, Frank.
An Agriculture Department
spokesman acknowledged that...
It's all over the radio. They're making
it out to be a big joke or something.
It's no joke.
You left him there?
I don't know where he is, Dana.
What do you mean,
you don't know where he is?
Just what I said.
Well, how could you just
leave him out there?
The radio was saying something
about outer space.
I didn't just leave him.
And, yeah, there was
something out there, Kate. I...
I... I don't understand. "Out there"?
Is Travis gone?
They're gonna send out
a search party for him tomorrow.
Where is he, Mike?
Where is he, Mike?
Where is he, Mike? Mike...
It's okay. It's gonna be okay.
It'll be all right.
My Father in heaven,
I humbly bow before you.
I ask for your spirit to be with me.
Forgive us, Father,
for what we've done.
I want two-man teams on that ridge.
If that boy's out here,
I wanna find him.
- You got it?
- I got it.
Let's get going, boys.
And God bless you.
You're certain. This is the spot.
I mean, it was night, but...
But, yeah.
Here. It was right here.
This is exactly where he fell.
You said there was
an obvious depression.
That we could see it clearly.
This is it, right here.
Now, where the hell was it?
Was it over there, was it over here?
What are we doing, playing games?
I'm not sure.
I see.
He doesn't believe us.
Where's my brother, Mike?
- What'd you guys do with him?
- Look, Dan, take it easy.
- Back off, Whitlock.
- Hey, we're gonna find him, Dan.
Which one of you is Allan Dallis?
He's not here.
- What about him?
- I did some checking.
Your hired hand's got himself
a nice little criminal record.
Assault with a deadly weapon.
Listen, Mike, if anything
happened to my baby bro,
I'm holding you personally responsible.
You got that?
Yeah.
Give me a break. I came up here
to earn some money, man.
Now I might go to prison.
Well, maybe it's God's way
of punishing us, Bobby.
Spare me the God talk,
okay, David?
Hey, even if you don't
believe in him,
you know the difference
between right and wrong.
We all do. We got no excuses.
What?
What is that?
Apache reservation starts
right up there. Right there.
Hey, we got something over here!
- Find anything yet?
- I don't know.
Wonder what they'll find in there.
You got any ideas, Mike?
There's something here, sheriff.
- Is it Walton?
- It's him.
- I knew it.
- They killed him.
What is it?
Quit digging.
It ain't human, Frank.
Some hunter buried his dog.
I thought that was him.
Dana's staying over
at the Waltons' house.
Some guy from the A.L.I.
called today.
They've taken you off the contract
and hired a whole new crew.
You don't seem too surprised.
I'm not.
Well, why aren't you?
What are we gonna do
for a paycheck next week?
Look, I'll figure it out, all right?
You know, I don't get this.
My best friend has disappeared.
God knows where he is,
and all you can think about is money.
I'll tell you something else.
People in this town are saying
terrible things about you.
- Well, I don't care what they think.
- Well, I do.
We live here, our kids live here.
Of course I care, and so should you.
- Mommy.
- Hey. Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
You know what? Listen,
why don't you go back to bed,
and I promise you
I'll read you that story.
I promise, okay? Okay.
Don't let those bedbugs bite.
What's she gonna say, huh?
When everybody says
her father's a liar or...
Go on, say it.
A liar or a murderer.
Including you?
Are you saying that, Kate?
No.
No. Of course not.
I just... Michael, I just want you
to tell me
what really happened up there.
I told you what happened.
I told you all I know.
You believe me, don't you, Kate?
You do believe me?
Hello. Yes, this is 51098,
what is it?
This is Western Union.
You know, Mike, the word's out.
Well, what word
would that be, Tom?
Oh, I don't know, it's just that
I been getting calls all day
from here to Timbuktu.
As of tomorrow, I'm all booked up.
- Well, who's calling?
- Reporters, sightseers,
UFO buffs and the like.
Hey, Mike,
what's really going on here?
- Can you keep a secret, Tom?
- You bet.
Don't tell anyone I'm here.
Mr. Rogers. Mr. Rogers.
You know, I feel like asking you
if it's a beautiful day
in your neighborhood.
Ray Melendez,
Action News, Phoenix.
- Look, I just woke up.
- Oh, that's no problem.
I just need to ask you a few questions.
What do you say, huh?
I've got nothing to say.
Well, see, I figured that you'd wanna,
like, you know,
set the record straight.
What with, you know,
everything that's being said
about you and all, you know...
Well, you figured wrong.
It's for your own...
It's for your own good, you know.
Just talk to the people.
Let them know what really happened.
What do you say? Come on.
- Hey, you guys, I think it's him.
- Is that him?
I think so.
Mike Rogers. Excuse me.
Mr. Rogers.
Mr. Whitlock. I'm Jarvis Powell,
from A.F.A.R.
We have had a lot of experience
in these matters,
and I think we might be able
to help each other out.
Well, we just wanted
to let you know that
there are those of us out there
who know the truth.
Now he's talking to this other guy.
Go on.
Please, give us a call
if we can be of service.
Let's go.
Anytime.
- How much do I owe you, Earl?
- Two dollars.
Seventy-one, 65...
Betty.
Yeah, I know. These boys know more
than they're telling.
What the heck's that lowlife
Buck Morton staring at?
He keeps looking over here.
Mike, this town's gone nuts.
Everything's crazy.
Yeah, I can see that,
now that we're TV news.
They're going up
to look for Travis again.
They won't find anything.
Watters come by at 6 in the morning,
he starts asking us all these questions.
He's all over us, man.
- Yeah, he said if we cooperated...
- Come on.
- If we confess.
- Confess?
Yeah. Yeah, if we confess,
he's gonna try to help us out.
Help us.
What the hell's going on
around here?
You got something
you wanna say to me?
Go sit down, Buck.
Hot food, coming through.
You boys wanna remedy this,
we can step outside right now.
You gotta be kidding me,
you fat piece of shit.
- You little son of a bitch.
- Get off of me! Get off!
- Come on.
- Calm down!
Come on, calm down.
Come on.
Back away there and let Miss lda
through with that food, will you?
God almighty.
Get over there and drink that coffee
before it gets cold, boy.
How you boys running today?
- Anything, Mike?
- How's my boy?
No. Thanks, lda.
Sit down, David, sit down.
Cool down, fellas.
Listen, fellas, I want you all to know
that there's not a damn thing
personal in this.
Now, where's your friend?
- Which one?
- Come on, Mike.
The one with the attitude.
Well, if you mean Dallis,
I don't know.
We got a proposition for y'all.
I want you to take
a lie-detector test.
If you're telling the truth,
it'll sure strengthen your cause.
We'll think about it.
I got a good man
right here in the state.
I mean, you could take it today,
tomorrow, any time that y'all feel--
I said, we'll think about it.
Why don't we have a little talk,
Mike, huh?
Outside.
Young Greg told us the truth
about the cut on Dallis' hand.
It wasn't a paper cut, was it?
He had an altercation with Travis
on the day of the disappearance.
Isn't that true?
I guess.
I think you're starting to get
a pretty good feel
for who I am, Rogers.
I've been at this line of work
for a long time.
You know what's starting to bug me?
I think maybe
you didn't kill your friend.
But for the life of me,
I can't figure why you're covering up.
- What the heck's he want?
- I don't know. Let's go.
- Where we going?
- To find Dallis.
Dallis? I thought you don't know
where he is.
I lied.
All right, I'm gonna raise you 1 0
on this. I'm gonna raise you...
Guys, just speak American, please.
Well, fellas.
Well?
I heard what's been happening in
that stupid little Mormon town of yours.
I told you chuckleheads that story
was never gonna work, didn't l?
Yeah, well, you know they took away
our logging contract, Dallis?
Do you know that, huh?
Well, that figures. They're a bunch
of chickenshit assholes.
Yeah, well, speaking of chickenshit,
where you been?
I been around.
You knew where to find me,
didn't you, Mike?
Davis and Watters
are looking for you, Dallis.
They know about
your criminal record.
They know you lied
about how you hurt your hand.
- They know you're full of it...
- You're full of information today,
- aren't you, choirboy?
- Well, it don't make us look good
- when you don't show up. No, it don't!
- Well, that's too goddamn bad!
They want us to take
a lie-detector test.
I wanna know
what you think about it.
You wanna know
what I think about it?
That's right.
I'll tell you what I think.
I think those devices
are very dangerous, man.
That machine says you lied,
it don't matter if you
told the truth, you lied.
It might clear us, though.
Oh, it might clear you.
You know,
they don't need a body
to press murder charges,
did you know that?
Did you know that, huh?
And they ain't never gonna find Travis.
You know that and I know it, right?
So then the pressure's gonna be on
Davis and Watters to solve the case.
And who do you think
they're gonna zero in on, huh?
What, you, choirboy?
And God'll send
a swarm of locusts down on them.
And you,
Mr. Pillar-of-the-Community?
No, I don't think so.
No, the question is,
how long before you boys decide
to save your lily-white asses
and point the finger at me?
- That's a load of crud...
- No, that's exactly
- the way it's gonna be!
- That's a load!
If we decide to take
this lie-detector test,
we all take it.
Don't you point your finger at me.
All right, Mike. Come on!
All right! All right!
All right. Go.
- Get away from me.
- All right, Dallis, you just be there.
That was nice, that felt good.
Just be there.
Be there.
The story has drawn
international attention,
and the controversy surrounding
Walton's disappearance
has reached the boiling point,
with no sign of...
I've had enough of this.
I'm going down there.
In the four days Walton's
been missing, newsmen...
You sure you wanna do that?
...from all over the world have
descended on sleepy Snowflake,
and the locals aren't pleased.
Ray Melendez has more.
The White Mountains.
Apache legend tells of evil spirits
which frequented this place,
dropping down from the sky
to kidnap unsuspecting children.
The five men in question
still haven't spoken to the press.
Law-enforcement authorities
are desperately trying
to get to the bottom of this mystery.
It's been four days now
since Travis Walton
disappeared without a trace.
And the case is attracting
major international attention.
Law can't get them to talk,
I know some folks damn well can.
...fiercely conservative town.
In this local mountain community,
the overriding question remains:
What really did happen that night,
and where is Travis Walton?
A concerned town has called
a meeting tonight at their church
to discuss these very questions.
Though they won't
comment publicly,
"homicide" is a word that is heard
on the lips of local investigators.
Ray Melendez, Action News.
Thanks, Ray. In other news...
Sheriff, we've been
combing those woods for days now.
The town's getting a bad name.
My kids are scared
from all this silly UFO nonsense...
...and all these strangers
wandering around asking questions.
What are you
gonna do about it, sheriff?
Yes, ma'am.
Miss Sarah, everybody's
awful concerned about this.
Nobody's more concerned
than me and my men.
They're working 24 hours a day
on this matter.
We wanna get back to normal
in this town, if we can.
One thing I want you to know,
we've asked those young men
to take a lie-detector test.
And they flatly refused.
What good's that gonna do,
anyhow?
Now, if there's been foul play,
we need to know now
that our town is safe to live in.
And why haven't you made
any arrests?
Come on, Nate, think it through.
There's not one scintilla of evidence
that a crime's even been committed.
Everybody's got a pretty good idea
what really happened.
Hey, hold it.
You just hold it right there.
What are you people trying to say?
What are you saying, George?
Are you saying I killed
Travis Walton?
You really disappoint me.
I went to school with you, Nate.
My Mary, she's at school
with your kids.
Jack, Larry,
Mrs. Pratt.
What are you doing?
I miss Travis.
Just like you. I miss him bad.
But l... I can't help what happened.
I... I can't change what I saw.
I wish I could.
I wish... I wish we had him back.
I... I wish I knew...
I wish I knew he was okay.
But that's out of my hands.
And so is what you think of me.
We've been telling you the truth
since the beginning.
And now we're ready to prove it.
We'll take your damn
lie-detector test.
You set it up, we'll be there.
You go ahead.
And if any of you got anything to say
about me or my crew,
you say it now,
and you say it to my face.
Mike, whose idea
was the lie-detector test?
Was that yours or the sheriff's?
- Did you kill Travis?
- Did you really see aliens up there?
- If you killed Travis Walton...
- Give him some room.
Give him some room.
Back off, back off.
You were told to be here at 9:00.
Yeah, well, we weren't.
Fellas, meet Cy Gilson.
Came all the way from Phoenix
to be sure that you get a good test.
Yeah, and how do we know that?
I guarantee it.
Words are cheap.
Yeah, you say the test will be good.
How do we know it's gonna be fair?
I give my word.
We can't trust anyone, man.
Everything we say
has been twisted all to hell.
That's for sure.
This whole town wants to see us fall,
Blake, you know that.
Frankly, I don't care
whether you pass or not.
If you're lying,
my machine will show it.
If you're clean, it'll show that too.
How do we know
you ain't been bought off
to make us look bad?
Cy Gilson is the best there is, boys.
You're lucky to have him.
Well, if you say so,
that's good enough for me.
Point is, you can trust him.
Yeah, well, I trust you, Blake.
Will you give us your word
this test will be fair?
That's easy. You got it.
All right.
Is your name
Gregory Thomas Hayes?
Yes.
Were you born in Corona,
New Mexico?
Yes.
Are you currently single?
Yes.
Is my shirt white?
Face around front.
- Some of it's white.
- Yes or no.
No.
Five days ago, about sundown,
on Rim Road, north of Turkey Creek,
did you see an unidentified light
just above the tree line?
Yes.
Did you see an object hovering
above the clearing?
Yes.
Was it saucer-shaped?
Sort of.
I don't... I don't... I never seen
anything exactly like it before.
Yes or no?
I'd have to say no.
Did you see Travis Walton
approach the object on foot?
Yeah. Yeah, I did.
Did you see a bolt of blue-green light
envelop Travis Walton?
Yeah. Man, I told them.
It exploded all around him.
Did you believe Travis was killed
by the ray of light?
Now, how do I know?
I just know that I didn't kill him.
Did you personally dislike
Travis Walton?
Now, what kind of question is that?
A simple yes or no will do.
Yes.
And no.
Have you withheld
any pertinent information
regarding the disappearance
of Travis Walton?
No.
Did you create this incident
to get out of your logging contract?
No.
Did you or any of your crew
murder Travis Walton?
Absolutely not.
Well, what's the word?
Well, the results of one of the tests
was unusual.
It was inconclusive.
We'll have to try again tomorrow.
What about the other ones?
What's the word on them?
The process is still ongoing.
We never discuss the results
till all the testing is complete.
Sorry, fellas.
Come back down here
in the morning, 9:00 sharp.
- No.
- What?
I said, no.
Look, we did what we said we'd do.
We... We... We came in here
like guinea pigs and let you test us.
But that's it. That...
We've had enough.
I ain't coming back again.
You're saying that you're no longer
willing to cooperate?
That's all we do, is cooperate.
And all we get back
from you is grief.
- Mike, we need a little bit of time...
- No!
Blake, I'm sick of this shit!
You wanna press charges?
You go ahead. You do it now!
We told you everything we know.
And if that's not good enough,
that's too damn bad,
because that's all there is.
Let's get the hell out of here.
Well, Dallis' chart was
all over the place.
He must have been really keyed up
or scared or whatever.
It's unreadable.
Completely unreadable.
As for the other four, see for yourself.
They're pretty much all the same.
What are you saying, Cy?
Well, Blake, my charts don't lie.
You ask me,
those boys are telling the truth.
Do you plan on spending the night?
Yeah. I was thinking about it.
Why, is that gonna be a problem?
No. Do whatever you want.
Hello?
Whoever's doing this, it's not funny.
I can't believe this.
Another crank call.
We've been getting
two and three in the day.
Now we're getting them
at all hours of the night.
Now, let me get that.
Yeah, who is this?
I have a collect call
from Travis Walton.
- Will you accept the charges?
- You know, just hang up the phone.
- I'll accept it.
- Go ahead, sir.
Mike.
Travis?
Help me.
I've been through Heber
a bunch of times.
I don't remember any phone booth.
Well, he said he was calling
from a gas station or something.
Are you sure it was him?
What's that over there?
Mike, I think this just might be
someone's idea of a sick joke.
Wait a minute,
there's a gas station north of here.
- I don't think so, Mike.
- About eight or nine miles.
I know so.
Well, you were right
about the gas station at least.
I know that was Travis.
It sounded just like him.
Stop. Wait. What is that?
Stop, Mike. What is that?
Right there. Stop!
Pull over, Mike! Pull over!
- David, grab that flashlight.
- Got it.
Travis? It's him!
- Travis! Travis, are you okay?
- Travis!
Travis?
- Travis?
- Travis, it's us.
- Hey, man.
- Travis, what's wrong?
- Hey, baby bro.
- Hey, Travis, it's Mike.
Hey, it's your partner,
you remember me?
Travis, your partner.
MT Motors. Harleys.
You cold, man?
Take it easy, bro. Take it easy.
Don't try to talk, man.
Travis.
Water! Water!
Somebody get him some water!
- Hey, man, it's gonna be okay.
- Water.
Everything's gonna be
all right, Travis.
Hey, Dana's right here.
Travis. Travis.
Travis, it's okay.
This must be them.
They're here.
Mike...
Mike?
Five days, man.
It's been five days.
Travis, everybody's been looking
for you.
- Hundreds of people.
- Come on, hurry up.
I think a lot of prayers
have been answered.
I can't believe we found this place.
Where is he?
We're gonna need a urine sample.
Urine sample?
Mike, don't let them touch him.
- Back off.
- It's okay.
Back off, man. He knows his stuff.
It's a wise thing you called.
This is a very critical time.
Hey, come on in here. Get a picture.
Get some pictures here. Pictures.
Mr. Walton?
Mr. Walton, my name
is Jarvis Powell.
Now, can you...? Can you tell us
how long you've been back?
- Let him.
- Here, get this thing started.
Hey, we need to get him to a hospital!
- Quiet, please.
- Dan! Calm down, man.
- Mr. Walton.
- Calm down, man!
Mr. Walton. Mr. Walton. Back up.
Mr. Walton, did you make contact
with aliens?
Were you taken to another planet?
To a mother ship?
- How did they communicate with you?
- Just stop it! Just leave him alone.
Communicate? What is this
man-in-the-moon stuff?
Okay, look, you've got two choices.
You can either be quiet
or step outside.
Dana, give this guy a chance.
Mr. Walton, can you tell me
what they look like?
Can you tell me how many
of them there were?
Were you--?
Were you given food? lnjections?
- All right, that's enough, mister.
- Mike.
It's important the entire world
learns of your experience.
That's enough, Mike. Come on!
Look, I am asking you...
I'm asking all of you,
just let us do our job!
No! You have done your thing.
He's not answering.
You can't come between me
and my brother!
Get out of here! No, no...
He's seeing something!
He's seeing something!
Travis, what do you see?
What do you see?!
- Get him out of here!
- He sees something!
He's seeing something!
All right, here we go. Ready? Lift.
Okay, let's go, guys.
The doctor's down in ICU.
We'll page him.
Hang in there, pal.
You're gonna be fine.
He's rolling the eyes a little bit.
Better watch him.
You're gonna be okay.
I wonder what happened to this one.
Okay, watch the corner.
Lab tech's on the way, doctor.
Secure it.
- Did he lose consciousness?
- No, he didn't.
- Pulse?
- Are you okay?
Hey, can you talk to me?
Hey, man, how you doing?
Hey, I'm not supposed
to be in here.
Your ma's out front.
She can't wait to see you.
But they said we weren't
supposed to be coming in here.
I guess they don't think
you're ready to see visitors yet.
Boy, was I glad you showed up.
I really missed you, buddy.
You know, they had a search party
out for you for days.
They thought...
They thought that
we had killed you, man.
They were ready to lynch us.
Can you imagine that?
These jerks actually thought
we killed you.
Kate and I aren't doing so good.
Not that we were ever doing
that great, but...
I don't think we're gonna make it.
But Dana, she sure loves you.
She's been a basket case.
I was pretty broken up too.
When I came back up there
and you were gone...
...l can't tell you how awful I felt.
What?
When you came back?
Travis, we thought you were dead.
I mean, it blasted you with the light.
And the guys, they got all scared,
and they started hollering
and everything and...
You left me there.
Well, come on, Travis.
I mean, what did you expect
me to do?
I came right back for you.
You son of a bitch.
If you hadn't gotten out of the truck
in the first place,
none of this would've happened.
No one is allowed in here.
Yeah, I was just leaving.
You know, Travis, I believe you.
And I know we'd have a lot
to talk about.
Maybe one day we'll have
a two-way conversation.
Just you and me.
- Thanks, Dr. Cayle.
- I really mean it, Travis.
If you need me, please call.
I'm here for you.
You can always find me here.
Remember that.
Good luck.
- Bye.
- Bye.
Look, here he comes.
Mr. Walton, please give me a
statement about your UFO experience.
Give me a statement.
Just take some time, please.
- Tell us what you saw.
- What happened up there, exactly?
Mr. Walton, is this some kind of
hoax that got out of hand?
Give us a statement.
Travis, get in the car
and lock the door.
Come on, why don't you come clean
about where you disappeared to.
What is this rumor about drugs
being involved? ls that true?
Travis? Please.
Come on, look over here.
He's not answering questions today.
- Travis, can we have your autograph?
- Autograph?
Yeah, you're famous.
You've been to space.
- Gee, thanks.
- Cool.
Autographs.
You've become quite the celebrity.
You enjoying it?
Word is, the tabloids are gonna
put up quite a hunk of cash
for your story rights.
You've hit the big time.
Congratulations.
Who are you?
Frank Watters,
state investigator for the CIB.
I've been on the case
since you disappeared.
Where you been the last five days?
I-- I can't remember.
Dr. Wilson over at
the hospital tells me
you went without food and water
all that time.
Was it worth it?
I don't know what you're talking about.
You don't, huh?
Well, I can see your memory
isn't quite there yet.
So, what do you say we just give it
a little more time, huh?
I'm a patient man.
I'm not going anywhere.
You decide you got
something to tell me,
I can be reached through
the sheriff's office.
Oh, welcome home, Travis.
Good day, ma'am.
What was that all about?
Take me home. Please.
- Hey, hey! Look who I found outside!
- Hey!
Good to see you. Good to see you.
- Yeah, it's good to have you back.
- Good to see you, Travis.
I'm sorry, but, well, Mike's
probably not coming.
Hey, Travis, man, look at this.
We made the paper.
Frank Watters was on the radio
this morning.
Now he's saying polygraphs
are inconclusive.
He thinks we're all lying.
I bet Watters still thinks we killed you.
You all right, guy?
Everybody, come on, let's eat.
Everything's all ready.
Let's eat.
I bet you're hot and tired
of that hospital food, huh?
Let's get some food.
Come on, Travis.
Come on, Trav,
let's get some chow.
Whoa, watch it, there!
Let me get you some fruit cocktail.
Okay, Nancy, do you want
some of this?
There's turkey there and cranberries.
Get yourself in here and get some.
Where's Travis?
Oh, okay. I'll talk to him.
- Pretty good grub.
- Travis?
Travis?
Travis?
Honey?
Travis? Travis?
What's going on?
Travis, what's wrong? Travis?
Travis, are you okay?
Travis, what's wrong?
Travis? Travis? Travis?
Travis! Travis!
Space suits.
It's Dr. Cayle, Travis.
Your brother and Dana brought you
to my office. We're all here.
I know how difficult this has been.
Travis.
Are you okay?
I love you, honey.
First unsolved case, Frank?
Oh, I wouldn't say that,
exactly, sheriff.
Just waiting for the real truth
to come out.
Well, that doctor
seemed to think it was real.
She's forgetting the fact that Travis
had five days to dream up
and rehearse
this cockamamie story of his.
What are you getting at, Frank?
It just seems to me that this whole
thing is a very well-planned
- and executed hoax.
- Hoax?
For God's sake, why would
they wanna do that?
To get some attention.
Could be as simple as that.
- Oh, I don't know, Frank. I mean...
- Yeah, well, one of these days,
they're gonna slip up. When they do,
I'm on my way back to Snowflake.
All the way from Montana?
From the frigging North Pole
if I have to.
I'll see you then, sheriff.
Aren't you gonna be late for work?
What?
No. We're gonna have breakfast now.
We can't play ball anymore.
Come on, get your legs
in there, Michael.
Okay. We'll leave the ball here.
But you have some cereal, okay?
- How's my girl?
- Okay. You gotta go to work.
- Yeah. I'll see you.
- Okay.
Bye, sweetheart. Want to have
some juice?
Yeah, you gotta have your juice
and cereal. Say, "Bye-bye, Daddy."
Bye-bye, Daddy.
- Bye-bye.
- Yeah.
Mike?
Travis.
You're looking good.
Hey, I heard you moved up here.
Been a long time.
What is it, two years?
It's two and a half.
We gotta talk.
Well, what do we got to talk about?
Come on, Mike. Let's go for a ride.
You wanna get out?
Why did you bring me here?
You know, I don't like this place much.
Hey, Mike...
...neither do l.
In fact, I haven't had
a decent night's sleep since...
Since I last saw you.
Yeah, I know what you mean.
So it bothers you too?
What do you think?
I saw your girls the other day.
They're getting big.
They miss you.
Everybody misses you.
You know, you're about
to be an uncle again.
Again?
You mean you never heard?
Michael's almost 2
and Dana's three months gone.
Michael?
That's all right.
So why are we up here, Travis?
I've been doing a lot of thinking
about what happened.
Hell, it was all my fault, Mike.
I never should've got out of the truck.
Don't be ridiculous.
What happened happened.
- We can't change that.
- Well...
...whatever you did, it's okay.
Understand?
It's cool.
Same goes for you.
Let's get going.
You gotta go to work and...
And what?
I'd like to get the hell out of here
before they come back.
Oh, they won't be back.
I don't think they liked me.