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But please, next time you find a dead body,

don't parade him down the corridor.

Sam, he was murdered.

- You sure?

- Yeah, I'm sure.

His name was Weiss.

He was one of ours. We gotta call it in.

Yeah.

See how the FBI wants to handle it.

- What camp's he with?

- I don't know. I gotta talk to McGuire.

131, confirming to

instruct Departure 133.0, Squad 4233.

Anton Weiss.

Michael Rubin. John Mooney.

- What do they do at that camp?

- One One is an ablation zone.

- English?

- It's a good place to find meteorites.

It's right there.

Well, Weiss was nowhere near that camp

when we found him.

Wait a minute. Weiss?

A few days ago, someone

from Delta-One One called, looking for him.

I asked around, but nobody had seen him.

Didn't you think it was odd that they called

here looking for one of their own guys?

Not at the time.

Was that the last communication you had

with that camp?

Let me see.

What's their frequency?

Delta-One One, South Pole, this is

United States Marshal Carrie Stetko, over.

Delta-One One, South Pole,

this is United States Marshal Stetko.

How copy? Over.

Let me see the log.

Carrie Stetko, please call Comm at 282.

- Stetko.

- Marshal, it's Jamie.

I've got some guy holding from Vostok.

He won't give his name.

He says he has to talk to you.

Vostok? All right, patch him through.

You're on now.

This is Marshal Stetko. Who is this?

This is John Mooney, marshal.

What happened out there, Mooney?

You know who I am?

- Come in and let's talk.

- No.

I can't come in.

You have to come to Vostok.

Only you.

- Why would I want to go to Vostok?

- Just come to Vostok. Please.

Look, I got a better idea.

I'll send a plane. You come here.

Just come to Vostok

and you'll understand everything.

Rhonda,

we have a real situation developing.

This storm is coming in fast,

Fly eight runs?

Sorry, guys. We need to put up

as many planes as possible.

What is this, Top Gun?

How am I supposed to make eight runs

on three hours' sleep?

by the skin of your teeth.

- Rhonda, I need a plane to Vostok.

- Good luck. All my planes are committed.

Pullouts are completely screwed

because of this front.

I need Delfy.

Rhonda, I'm not asking.

Listen up, all personnel.

The expected storm is now calculated

to arrive 10 hours earlier.

New evac timetable

has therefore been accelerated.

All personnel will be on the tarmac...

- ...10 hours before previous embarkation.

- Why don't you get sleep?

You earned it.

That was all you today.

Jack!

Jack!

This is a station-wide announcement:

All department heads

must attend a meeting at 1900 hours...

...to discuss the updated evac schedule.

This meeting is mandatory.

Whoa, what's going on?

So I'm in McGuire's office.

One of Weiss's missing team members calls.

- Which one?

- Mooney.

Yeah, I heard of him.

Anyway, he's at Vostok,

the old Russian base.

I thought they already evac'd

for the winter.

Far as I know, they did.

He wouldn't talk over the phone.

Who's on your wing?

Delfy. I'll be fine.

You will be fine or you are fine?

Now, that's the same look you had

when you first came into my office.

That's not true. I had a great tan then.

Carrie, it's Delfy. You there?

- Go.

- All fueled up and clear skies...

...with a balmy minus-50.

Ready when you are.

That will be now.

You know how I feel?

Frustrated.

I've been down here for two years,

dealing with misdemeanors.

Mindless, simple.

No thinking, no problem.

That was the plan, and it worked.

- I thought I was past it.

- Miami.

Yeah. Ever since I saw Weiss's body...

...it's been like 85 degrees

and 80 percent humidity.

Yeah, well, time is irrelevant.

That's why they invented Scotch.

- There are now only 56 hours...

- Have a good trip.

- ...left for all personnel on the winter fly out.

- Thanks.

Be sure that you begin

your preparations on time.

- We really ought to get back to base.

- There's one more building to check.

It's really dropping out there.

You sure you want to do this?

Sure you want to be there

when I open this door?

Mooney? It's Carrie Stetko.

Mooney?

Mooney?

Mooney?

Sh*t.

Aah!

Ooh!

Oh.

Why don't you get some sleep?

You earned it.

Jack!

- Jack!

- Hey, Carrie. Carrie, it's me.

You're okay. Carrie, it's me.

It's okay.

Hey, hey, Carrie. Hey, Carrie.

It's me, it's Delfy.

You're okay.

You all right? You with me?

You're okay.

I found you in the ready room

half-conscious. I carried you here.

You've been out ever since.

Mooney's dead.

There was a man.

He... He killed Mooney.

And he tried to kill me too.

He must still be here somewhere.

How's your chin?

It's better than your hand.

How bad?

Bad enough you don't wanna see.

I gotta get back out there.

Hey. Let me see your hands.

- Hit the lights.

- Right.

- Who are you?

- Relax. I've got ID.

Where are the lights?

Get that light out of my face now.

Robert Pryce?

I'm with the U.N.

Special Investigations Division.

Got it.

I went to Pole

to talk to you about Weiss.

- How do you know about Weiss?

- FBI notified us.

Your base commander, Murphy,

called it in.

I was dropped here

after the weather cleared.

Been here for a few hours,

thought I'd let you two sleep.

You mind lowering that gun?

Mind telling me why the U.N.'s

interested in the murder of a geologist?

This isn't just a murder.

This is the first murder in Antarctica...

...and now our second. I don't

have to tell you how sensitive this is.

We don't want this to become

an international issue.

- Right.

- U.N. wants our eyes on the ground...

...someone to track it,

control the information.

- And that's you?

- That's me.

It's late. We better get to Delta-One One

while the weather holds.

Wait. I don't need your help.

I can see we're getting off

to a really good start here.

You don't want to share your toys.

I can do that.

Like I can say, I'm within my rights

to commandeer your plane...

...and your pilot if I have to.

He can.

It's your choice.

You got to Pole awfully fast.

I was in McMurdo when the call came in.

You didn't get a look at the guy

who came after you?

Yeah, 6 feet, 175,

ECW gear head-to-toe.

Sound like anyone you know?

I got there after the whiteout.

So you say.

Oh, jeez.

Haven't acclimated yet.

Well, if you were in McMurdo,

you weren't there long.

We're on approach. Buckle up.

ASB, this is November 178.

I'm landing at camp Delta-One One with

Marshal Stetko and Agent Robert Pryce.

Can you give me an update?

November 178, there's been no

significant change in the approaching system.

I'll keep you updated

if anything develops.

Roger, ASB.

We'll inform you on turnaround.

- Be careful around him.

- Right.

Here's a map of their work site.

They searched it in a grid pattern.

Looks like they stopped on grid 104.

I've only been out here

a couple of months...

...but when did det cord and blasting caps

become standard issue for geology camps?

There's gotta be 40 pounds of plastic.

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