Recording started. No, I don't know any more than
you do, Gladys. Just 'cause I'm up here with
Doctor Grumpy don't mean he goes telling me all his business man,
it's shiftier than my daddy's old Chevy pick em up truck.
Oh. Deputy Marshall just walked in.
I got to go. Gladys, your husband is only two
years planted. God rest his soul.
Have some respect and don't be thinking them sinful thoughts.
But you ain't wrong, girl. Bye morning, Suge.
You got the call from Doctor Wainwright too, did ya?
Morning, Miss June, you're looking particularly lovely this
morning. You do something different with
your hair. Yeah, sweetheart, it is too
early to be shovel and manure. OK, I don't suppose you would
care to give me a heads up of what this is about?
Oh, you know me, darling, I ain't one to gossip, but I'll
tell you what we think. So I was talking to Gladys and
she said that the field survey team, what went out late last
night, came back a few hours ago and they was all shook up.
Wouldn't say anything and went straight to Wainwright's office.
More nervous than my nephew's thief waiting for paternity test
results. Told him that child was too cute
to have been his boy. As ugly as sin and just as dim
witted to boot. So I'm walking in there to chat
about what they saw, and I'm almost afraid to guess what that
was. Oh.
Now I fret about something till you got something to fret about.
What my granddaddy used to say, anyway.
Now why don't you just sashay that cute little caboose of
yours down to Doctor Grumpy's office?
That nasty London lady is already inside, along with
Ezekiel. You know how to ride a horse,
right? Yes, ma'am.
Well, before it comes out accidentally, why don't you
close the stable door on your britches there?
Oh, Oh, I am. Excuse me.
I'm sorry. Thank you, Mr. John.
Enter fast me late as per usual, Deputy Marshall.
You are nothing if not consistent bone in law, man.
Hey, Zeke, Pleased to see you too, Jezebel.
Oh eat my ass, marshmallow. Damn.
You just went biblical. All the surprises around here.
If you're done hurling playground insults, I'll discuss
why you children have been called to the headmaster's
office. I'm curious.
We had a field research team sent out yesterday evening to
scout our potential new core drilling sites.
Much like our current espresso site, we want to set up a
location some distance away to avoid any vibrations or seismic
contamination from our station heavy machinery or snow clearing
bulldozers. The team was sent out to scout
for all potential locations, each about 30 to 40 miles from
the station to ensure drilling is optimal.
It was at the third location that came across a commercial
aircraft. This is typically the part where
the deputy Marshall interrupts me to asking a name question
that could have waited until after the briefing.
I'm all good over here, Doctor. Please proceed.
Wonderful. Finding a downed aircraft is not
too unusual in Antarctica. Over the decades, around 50
various aircraft have crashed or disappeared while operating over
polar skies. Yeah, I'm painfully aware of
that. What makes this one problematic
is that it appeared fully intact, as if it was sat down
directly on the ice. Now, by the amount of snow and
permafrost that is gathered around it, the field team
estimated been sitting there for some time, 10, maybe 15 years.
They looked for any tail or other identifying markings, but
could not find any through the ice cover.
After radioing into Beauregard loading, they've asked for a
small team to go and investigate the craft, determine whose plane
it is, and if possible, document the area and interior.
You'll leave at 1400 this afternoon.
Now your questions forget. Wait a minute.
I've actually researched this before doctor.
The only flights that were missing and never found were
helicopters. All airplanes that crashed are
documented. To my knowledge, there's no
missing airplane left. Well, nonetheless, Mr.
Bustamante, we have one. Instructions are to have a small
team assembled to investigate Deja vu.
Beg pardon Deja vu, given the three of us were here and the
ice cream over there being in the know.
Paddington's over here with some orange marmalade at my ass.
Eat it, marshmallow. Last season something was
detected out in the ice. All mysterious in a small group
is sent out. Is this something like a
recurring seasonal event for you all?
Actually, come to think of it, it happened a couple times
before you came down. Nothing like this, gentlemen.
You are more than welcome to speculate and banter over your
already wild and imaginative conspiracy theories on your own
time. This, however, is not your time.
It is my time being wasted. I've selected 4 individuals to
investigate, the three of you and an ordnance and demolition
technician. I'm sorry, did you say
demolition? I'm sorry, did you say I was
going with these two dumbasses with explosives as well?
Everybody heard me correctly. My specific skill set is not
required for this endeavour, therefore there is no need for
my attendance. Mr. Bustamante, I trust your
usual skill and experience in having a vehicle prepped and
made ready. Head out, investigate and come
back afterwards. I've already had Mr. Lamarche
notified. He's gathering his materials and
we'll get them ready for transport.
Don't prompt, you may all go now.
Damn it told you. Boom, 20 more bucks baby.
Bulk it over, Daddy. What do you 2 knob heads on
about? Yeah, I bet Zeke next time we
were here he'd get in one last insult before you may go now.
Damn low, man. You got the worst gamble like
any cat I've ever seen man. Oh I can't believe I picked this
over the assignment in Belize. What are you 2 like 8 years old?
And here you go buddy and I thank you lol man going to give
me some rope snacks with a trip with this going to do my I won
20 bucks dance now 20 bucks Richard 20 bucks Richard thank
you lol man. Will you stop with the munching
of the crisps? It's truly annoying.
I'm telling you all, ma'am, you spicy coffees are the bomb.
Bom. Bom.
Who needs? Where's the bomb?
Yeah, baby. No, no, no, no, no, no.
Sorry. Sorry, Maurice.
Use the slang word. Didn't mean the noun.
My bad. Guess before.
Don't like Maurice. Never like No.
No, baby. Yeah.
Just want Reese.
You see? This is the guy.
He's my favorite movie. Nitro in a motel.
Quencho Sink in the 80s. Took out a robot.
Yeah, baby. Right.
Got Reese. Got you.
You just go back and listen to your music, OK?
You'll be there soon enough. It's a now, now, not a.
It's a now now, not a yeah. It's a now now, not a Yeah,
baby. OK, so what's the deal with what
you call them? A blaster, Right.
So, you know, these guys, you see, usually have one or two
over the summer. They go out and in the hill
mound or collection of ice or frost that's solidified hard,
They take it out with their boom, sweetheart.
That's right. Boom.
Freaking old. Yeah, baby.
Yeah. Blow them when we need a new
hole started for the ice coves. Will they get it started?
I mean, they have other duties of them helping BMF crew and
storing, making sure their materials are secured and used
safely. Figure out how to clear
something without damaging anything important.
Let's do what he does prompt you that it's just play that Trump
ball. Play it, baby.
Yeah, play it horns. He's a bit out there.
Hove up, you're telling me Wainwright put me into a toy
with YouTube? Bloody Gitz and a Nutter who
handles high explosives? Oh, that's just rubbish.
Loud. See some words, get him all, you
know, kind of worked up. That's why he always has his
headphones in, listens to sky music.
Sky music only. So it's the only thing that
keeps him round. And he's OK handling the stuff
that we're hauling while we're all sitting on 100 gallons of
highly flammable gas. Oh man, we're good.
OK, see that's blood bag there. It's real false.
While we're dragging something so small here, it feels heavier
and weighted. There's a container in a
container. One eternal is a gyro
stabilizing container. So no matter bump shimmy or
hippie hippie shake, it stays level and secure.
I saw Wages of Fear in the Elicit lounge one time that was
so much better than this. And he's OK to be dealing and
working with that stuff. Yeah, we don't get him during
the winter when everything shuts down.
Like Grandma said, the isolation is no good for him, but he comes
back every summer. Well, I'm not saying I'm gonna
be playing Ginger with the cat anytime soon, but he is a master
of what he does. Damn sight to see cat.
What's in the US Army EOD? Oh.
Bloody hell. MOS 89 Delta.
Well that explains a lot. I dated somebody from EOD one
time. She was complete balmy right in
bed though. Talk about explosive orgasms.
GPS says we're within 300 yards. Jocelyn, let's bark it here and
going first on foot. Our place were charged with
batteries on the Yeti. While you're all kit out.
Chris hooked up a remote system with an iPad.
This here out here has never been fully surveyed.
The last thing we want is to go over a week for Box.
It's up ahead or in. The survey team is just on the
other side of that small hill. That's between that and another
girl on the opposite side, about 45 meters.
Sleeping in between two hills, only visible if you pass from
the east or West and happen to turn your head.
No wonder it hasn't been spotted before.
I'll radio back in the months and say that we've arrived still
within range. Yes, we have an antenna on the
big Rio tower at the station way up there.
We use APX 8KP25 CBS so we could have a Waze moan and still get
reception more. All right, everybody gear up 5
minutes and we hump it the rest of the way.
Sorry, who said you were in charge?
I did, happy to discuss it in person over here if you want.
Oh, more than happy to see serious now.
I don't know what we're about to walk into.
Don't know the full history between the two of you is, but
I'm in charge here. Standard NSF station protocol.
Highest ranking station contractor.
A scientist leads the expedition.
Ska man up. There is a worker, not a
division or department lead. Why is everybody looking at me?
Doesn't go boom unless I say go boom, baby.
Yeah, baby. You can go on.
The man now. 7 away from sunrise.
Get them down. Get them down.
Exactly. Reese, come on out here, my man.
You're heading out. Dear Lord, please keep him calm
this time. Amen.
You, agent lady, are a consultant.
How? Wainwright explained it.
And by you yourself. Sorry Laurel man, but the same
goes for you too, man. Part of the station permit and
all that. Which ain't operations.
You're not a Dexter or a beak aboard the wall.
Which leaves yours truly. Station Division had in charge
of 13 departments. Yeah, it's 1413 is not a good
number, so I added the Department of Ken.
Accident Prevention being about the young Bloods mess is a full
time gig. Might as well get the credit.
I'm OK with it. Asian lady.
Whatever, I'm gearing up, just don't slow me down and stay out
of my way. I accept your ringing
endorsement. OK, I'll get the Eddie's
batteries changed and remote her out 10 yards or so in front as
we walk. Show my tools in the pack, grab
the ladder and we'll head out. But first, some otakis.
You're in the cold, too far ahead in front of the
Yeti. You're breaking the crevasse and
it's going to be real bad. The Yeti will detect it before.
Stop. Don't move.
This is just what I was. Lord help me out here, Jocelyn.
Step back 10 paces slowly. Moron just went over an open
crevice. Just about bought it.
You know, if an accident were. Don't even joke about that
around me alone, man. Right.
You're right, buddy. Sorry.
We're still good. Two more.
OK, you're. Clear what?
Look at this iPad here. This Is Us.
The green dot. That's the Yeti scanner 60 feet
out. The blue dot.
See all the red WAVY lines and the blinking red exclamation
mark? That's death.
Once more without the sarcasm mate.
You just walk directly over crevasse with a layer of ice
over. Thankfully, it's thick enough
and your weight didn't crack it. Look, Johnson, just bear with me
for a couple of minutes, OK? The yeti's pretty quick, and it
shouldn't take too long to map out the area up to and around
the plane, seeing if I can figure out how bad the situation
is. OK.
Mitchell and Marsh. Hi.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. You want to, you know, the
headphones? Maybe not.
No, no. Not a high five.
No. No, the headphones.
So he says. So he says like, ah, baby, He
says Boston's man. You're going to dig him, baby.
And I'm like Boston. Boston.
Don't know, Scott. Boston ain't hip.
Not Rascal King. More like a restless wing swing.
This ain't no swing means you, baby.
Oh, no, It's God. Yeah.
That's the impression I get. Good.
Good to know we're taking five. OK.
Hang tight. Smoking with you.
Got him smoking hot. Yeah.
Madness. Warm.
Step beyond. Yeah.
Yeah, I thought this place was done surprising me.
Look Marshmallow, I have to know we we're not mates, we never
will be and I actively despise everything you are and stand
for, but I got to know why'd you agree to come down here?
I go where I'm told to go, Jocelyn, perform my orders and
do what I'm told. Nothing more interested than
that. Oh, bollocks.
Leave what you want or don't. I came down here to solve a
murder and I did. The brass asked me to stay as
they wanted. They've needed full time support
down here. Given the drug running,
sabotage, fugitives going through, I'd say they weren't
wrong. You are right about one thing
though. You me will never be friends,
not even work acquaintances. I tolerate your presence down
here because I have no choice but to.
So just ensuring we're clear, I've never forgotten what
happened in Cincinnati and I never will stay on your part of
the station. I'll stay online as far as this,
you and me chatting or not. If there is information you have
or I need to relay as part of the mission, we'll have words
then and when necessary, be clear.
Have a draw way, Marlow. I'm not going to get all upset
about it. Good too, right?
Hey, let's go downtown to the Sky show.
OK? I got good news and I got bad
news. Bad news first sent the Yeti
around the plane twice. So these two hills on either
side, well, they ain't just hills.
They are the boundaries for a large crevasse that runs the
length of this year valley. And the plane came to rest right
in between them. The tail end is resting on ice
that is capping the crevasse. Just fantastic.
So what's the good news then? Well, the Yeti scans downward
indicate the ice the plane is sitting on is about 350 feet
thick. It gets down to about 200 other
spots, but where we want to go, it's the thickest.
I looked up a few things before we left in this plane.
Assuming it has no fuel or bags, people and stuff like that,
we're looking about £350,000, so in theory we should be OK.
So as long as you don't take the snowcat closer in the four of us
in our gear, we should be OK. And noticed you said should be
OK, not would be. Yeah.
So if we start hearing a bunch of ice cracking, we're going to
want to run same direction the plane knows is pointing there
towards a thick ice. I mapped us out of route to take
so we can stay on the thickest part of the ice all the way to
the plane. I'll lead the way, Just follow
my route and make sure dance and ABBA Queen back there.
Don't wander all too far. OK, we're here.
Survey team. So they couldn't get up to the
plane door because of the landing gear being down.
So let me get the lattice set up and I'll get the door open.
Kate, you go there. Here.
We go. You want the cutting torch,
buddy? Nah, hang tight.
I'm going to use the big boy muscles here.
And hell yes. Who's your daddy?
All right, we're coming up. Where?
Where's all the passengers? I'll check the cockpit.
Looks like nobody's home. Luggage still in the overhead.
But I climbed 123 flight. Yeah, baby.
Yeah. 4567 flight 8. Five more.
That's right, baby. Yeah, Oye Nutter, knock it off.
No, no. What's the dealio?
Yeah, yeah, baby. Whoa.
A nice jet bird. We going somewhere?
Daddy owes God baby Scott. Marshmallow, I just can't deal
with this one here. All yours.
What's the deal with the cockpit?
Locked from the inside. Exactly what to expect.
We can cut it up with a torch, but it will take some time.
You two look around up here. Me and Captain Obvious here.
We'll check out the luggage holes, see if you can get the
cockro doors open as easy as the cabin did.
I'll take port, you go starboard.
You noticing the seats? Almost all the belts are
engaged. Same on this side and the middle
2. The passengers and crew fled on
foot to look for help. The belts are being fast and the
cabin door open. Same with the cockpit door.
Gear was down, flaps were down. This wasn't a sudden crash, it
was a controlled landing. If it were a hijacking,
everything wouldn't be this tidy.
There's still luggage in the overhead, under the seats here
and there. Let's see.
Briefcases, purses, cups of coffee and drinks sitting on
trays. Laptops are open.
None of this is making any sense.
Continue on to the rear. What's that?
If that's just us, the cargo doors are frozen ship, but good
trying some brute force first. Otherwise we'll have to cut it
open, no? No, no, I don't know.
No, Baby only had to bridge each.
I told you, I can whip on something like that.
Quick. Boom, boom, boom.
That's the back of my room. You get me?
Yeah, baby, that's right. You know, rear galley.
I'm not seeing any sign of distress, violence or anything
that tells me what happened here.
Other than we found a fully airworthy plane with all the
passengers missing. Have some sort of journal or
Ledger here. Looks like an air steward,
manager time card or staff roster.
English writing. That's a plus one.
Guard Airlines flight GA990, serial number 29144, line number
1305. Hey, Zeke.
Go ahead, little man. We found the plane's
information, flight number, serial number, all that.
I'm going to radio back to the station.
Oh, no problem. Hey, your snow cat has a
repeater on board, so you should have a great signal.
Hey, see if they can tell you where the the what typical thing
is the recorder or the flight box or whatever.
They're probably going to want us to grab that switch over to
Channel 2 for home. I'm Unson Scott.
This is Bustamante search party reporting in over.
Go ahead, Deputy Marshall, reading you loud and clear over.
Hey Mr. Kelly, we're on board the plane found by the survey
team. Zeke has us investigating the
interior. Wait, found information on the
flight we're on. Need you to look it up for us.
We're on flight. GA Dash niner Niner Zero plane
serial number begins 2 niner 144 over.
Copy that, Deputy Marshall, Stand by.
Over. If any lifeline satellites
overhead, this should be relatively quick.
Just do me a favor, don't walk behind me.
Think I'll attack you, Marshmallow?
I think you'll try. Hey guys, the we'll.
Have a flight you're on? By order of Board, Guard Line
and United States Department of Defense, all radio
communications will suspended and be unavailable until further
notice. Please stand by.
Damn it switching.
By order of board. It's on every channel.
I think our radio comms are being jammed.
Sounds right to me. Damn it, I'm going to go fill
Zeke in you. You do whatever it is that you
do. Fowler, Jocelyn Q Clearance
Authentication Green 713 codecs direct to Dante's priority calms
this channel. The line is mounted here.
Agent Fowler. I'm here.
What the bloody hell is all this?
You're jamming calms. Let me make this very easy.
Here's what you're going to do. It's been that way for over 2
hours now. All handheld radio
communications are being blocked and I'm honestly surprised the
satellite phone is working. Oh your radium phone connects
with overhead satellites? The radio system depends on
ground transmitters, repeaters and the trunking system.
And probably how the government is blocking our transmissions.
Something pre installed in the software system they activated.
Not so easy to do with the satellite communications.
As soon as I heard the communication system being
blocked I figured the satellite phones would still be working.
They operate on a completely different system, after all.
OK, the others are dropping off the materials we had to walk
back to the snow cat to get, and I'm in the cargo hold by myself.
I don't want Jocelyn. I know I still have an active
line back. So what's the deal?
Thomas? What were you saying before you
were cut off? Oh.
The plane you found, it's the one that went missing around 10
years ago. It's Indonesia Air 9. 90 It
vaguely rings a bell. 10 years ago I wasn't.
Let's just say I didn't really pay attention to news or
anything that didn't directly involve my job back then.
Please refresh my memory. Oh.
Gee, I just thought everybody did OK.
So Flight 990 was leaving from the city of Hobart in Tasmania
and carrying back passengers who had been on holiday.
The majority were Indonesian citizens, but there were also a
few from China, Korea, but mostly were from Jakarta and
other provinces. The plane took off to return
home early in the morning on May of 2013.
After about 40 minutes in the air, it fell off radars.
It was at 35,000 feet one minute and then.
So the plane I'm standing in right now exploded because I
have to say it's pretty much in contrary condition.
That's just it, deputy. Everybody thought at first it
must have been a bomb, but since it disappeared just as they left
the northern shore and were over the Bass Strait.
Wow. Well, that's a coincidence.
There would have been debris and it was close enough that an
explosion would have been visible the next morning when
they failed to arrive in Jakarta.
A. Massive search was started.
There were a lot of conflicting data points coming in.
One radar station would say that they were detected over the NT
of Australia, another stations where they hit a ping over the
Tasmania Sea heading towards New Zealand.
Planes, ships, even satellites scanned the oceans, seas and
Outback for years looking for any sign, never finding anything
until. Until she was found ten years
later in the middle of Antarctica, fully intact,
landing gear down and not a sign of any passengers or crew.
Oh. Deputy, don't you understand?
You just solved the greatest aviation mystery since the the
disappearance of Amelia Earhart. Except obviously somebody
suspected what this plane might be.
They must had preparations in place and we're obviously
monitoring as it didn't take long after the flight and serial
numbers were run for the Naturn Off station communications.
You think You think the government knew in advance what
happened? Yeah, Zeke keeps telling me I'm
horrible at gambling so it's a bet I wouldn't take.
But yes, that's what I suspect. The question is, if they want
the news of the discovery contained.
What in specific are they hiding?
Don't Don't get me wrong, I don't want any more additional
popularity for the ICE sheriff, but I am still curious what the
motive behind all this would have been.
The Indonesian defense minister. I just remembered Netflix
released a documentary special about the whole disappearance
about a year ago. One of the more interesting
aspects was the flight contained the well at the time, the
current Minister of Defense for Indonesia.
They had been scheduled to return a day earlier but stayed
over in Tasmania another 12 hours for reasons still not
understood. Maybe that had something to do
with? It could be or could be nothing
more than a simple coincidence, but I'm not ruling anything out
just now. Mr. Kelly, can you and Mr. Todd
do some discreet searching into what he might have been doing to
her? What she was doing, But you bet.
No problem at all, Deputy. Can you just imagine with
everything taking place with Indonesia right now, you know,
ambassadors being expelled, international tensions being,
well, tense, If this came out and if the United States was
responsible, Oh well, golly. We'll continue investigating.
Keep this within the barn team for now.
Don't talk about anything unless you're inside there and there
only. Absolutely, Deputy, I
understand. Be safe.
None. OK, walk the cargo hold from
front to back. I didn't see anything other than
standard luggage and a few freight pallets.
Nothing that indicated it could be the source of any of this.
The spaz blaster lad got us into the cockpit by blasting off the
hinges. Cracker of a job, really tight
focused explosion, minimal noise given the echo chamber.
Your mate Zeke was right. He may be a Nutter, but he's
bloody grated his craft. He's out smoking a fag as we
speak, basking in it as it were. Speaking of, where is Zeke?
Up here Alone, man. Yeah.
So look, in the heat of the need, I didn't stop to think
everything being like frozen and not fully operational if you
follow. Oh, you didn't, man.
All them damn hot Takis long man, all them spicy chips I ate
in the way up here. And you know I got the nervous
tummy when we travel. Don't you go shaming me, Bass
Marlo you. Can't be.
Oh, oh, Oh my giddy aunt. What possible?
What could you? Don't eat it from you either,
agent lady. What are they putting to us
Crispy Yanks? Eat.
That's rancid, man. Screw you both.
Like neither, you make a mistake.
Ever. Seriously lad.
Oh, that smells worse than a gas station, Lou.
Seek medical attention for whatever is living in your gut.
OK ha ha ha we all had our laughs.
Nobody is laughing. Zeke you 2 want to know what I
saw in the cockpit or not? Can we please discuss it back at
the rear of the plane? OK, buddy, now what was in
there? Assuming same out here,
Seatbelts tight and stuff still in place.
More or less, yeah, except a few specific things.
Anytime now. You know how an emergency, the
oxygen mask popped down? Well, there's came out the
sides. Both the front seats had oxygen
masks in them, just sitting down on the chair.
Seatbelts were still locked down, but there was this
clipboard next to the display screens and whatnot.
Bunch of maps and numbers, but in pen, written in large letters
all over. That was what I think was a word
in some language I don't know. Did you get a picture?
No, I just left it up there. Of course I got a picture.
Man, how dumb do you think I am? Hope you don't want me to answer
that first part love. Let's see it though.
Here you go. I don't recognize it, but given
this is an Indonesian airline, stands to reason it's
Indonesian. Well, short of going through all
the luggage, which I'm kind of opposed to until we know more
about what happened. Not sure there's more to do
until they lift the jamming. Yeah.
Only things we couldn't get into were the cockpit and the cargo
holds. But recent his.
Hey, where is he at? He was loading stuff back on the
toe sled last I saw, just before I came back in here from the
cargo hold after he opened it. Enjoying that cigarette of his,
huh? Is everything packed up and
waiting over by everybody? Out.
Out right now. Come on.
Go, go, go, go, go. Get to Reese.
Zeke.
What the hell? He wired it.
Bass. Look around the ice cover, man.
I'll kill him. Three shots wrong out.
The hero's dead. The new king is crowned.
Yeah, baby. Grab his hand before.
What the fuck do you think you're doing?
Why did you do that? You could have killed us.
What? I'm going to scar.
Scar, Scar. I guess I got them all.
Pretty lady. Pretty lady.
You. You had them do that.
Are you insane? We were out there, too.
Are you? Absolutely.
What? Why?
Jocelyn? Why?
I'll give you the same answer you gave me a few hours ago.
I go where I'm told to go, Arlo, perform my orders and do what
I'm told. Nothing more interesting than
that. Remember what you said, We're
not mates. We're not work acquaintances.
You insane bitch. No man, it is time to go back.
Seek. Do you not realize?
No, I realize, long man, I realize.
I realize. You're fired up and you're not
thinking straight. Later bass.
This can be dealt with later. This is Brian Bradley.
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