select the The End You're listening to the Hour of the Time. Tonight, ladies and gentlemen, we will continue with part two of Jeff Wayne's musical version of The War of the Worlds. The End Calling me, calling me, calling, calling, calling, calling, setting me free, setting me free. Paralyzed by the stars right there, watching and hearing. Suddenly, I'll cry for me. That panic is free. They're turning into the Dungeon Man's musical version of the Garden of Stars. They're turning into the Shad. This is the definition of the room without you But if this operation is performing on you Let me see When I woke up he was there On the bed next to mine He had a master's coat hair Where the head takes a smile And I'm not the one who is there On the bed like me Never coming to me I'm not the one who can't be here I'm not the one who can't be here I'm not the one who can't be here I'm not the one who can't be here I'm not the one who can't be here I'm not the one who can't be here They're all little men So now we'll pray The other one will pray Your history will come Learn about love value me Many types of words are in this relation She's a new character A few minutes out of the way A man who will pass me by A few minutes out of the way A few minutes out of the way She said you're a new man A part of the plan Last day, the dawn was a brilliant fire he read And I wandered through the weird and eulid landscape of another planet For the vegetation which gives Mars its red appearance has taken root on Earth As man had succumbed to the Martians So our land now succumbed to the Red Queen Unbutted in time The Jew in the寸 This is resurrection On the temple Full death Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. And we don't know of any technology beyond our knowledge. We don't know of any technology beyond our knowledge. We don't know of any technology beyond our knowledge. We don't know of any technology beyond our knowledge. We don't know of any technology beyond our knowledge. We ain't having no math. Suicide, Miss Tumper, kill him. Not only that, but we didn't have the suicide spiral in there. We had the Bureau of Alcohol, Tobacco, and Firearms. A federal agency which has no jurisdiction over suicide in the state of Texas, whether or not they were really going to commit suicide. So I knew instantly they were lying to me. And if they were lying to me, I belonged in Waco, Texas. And I will. I have a radio show. It's broadcast worldwide on shortwave Monday through Friday night. If you don't have a shortwave radio, whether or not you're listening to my show or not, you better get one. It doesn't know you're going to hear it. It's easier to hear it. I suddenly used to the body of the pastor lying on the ground under the ruined church life. I gave unabused to the mercy of the Red Queen and decided to get him. Peacefully. Lestatia! Lestatia! Lestatia! The awesome guys who couldn't open it. He was alive. Because the media never questioned any of this. This was not questioned by the media. At all. Wasn't it? When the public started asking questions, and very few questions, and none of them were the right questions, what was the next thing we were told? These people were terrorists. We were told that they were terrorists. And unless you were in Waco, Texas, you never heard this on the news. There were elements of the British SAS were there. Interpol was there. The reconnaissance aircraft used to take the aerial photographs from the British Davidian Church were British photo reconnaissance aircraft. The FBI was there. Anti-terrorist urban guerrilla warfare teams of the intelligence support activity of the Special Operations Division of the Department of Defense were there, called Delta. What? I saw the torch burst into flame. Are you all right? Don't touch me. It is me, sir. You're what? No, you're one of them. A devil. He's a hero. Lies. I saw the devil's sign. What's his name? The green flash in the sky. His demons were here all along, in our hearts and souls. Just waiting for a sign from him. And now they're destroying our world. Then look, devil. They're martian. He is leaving. Look, how's this? I'm a chemist on your couch. It's a shelter in the cottage. Black smoke spread. Then the fighting team on the cross of the field is spraying jetsets. He's a chemist smoking. Black dust. You God, help us. The voice of the devil. The time in our land. Listen. Do you hear them noise here? Give them words for the sinners. Feeding on the power of our fear. And the evil will be there. In the salvation of Satan's creation of all that we dread. When the demons其 let the devil speak to thee are sick. And they keep protecting me out of cancer. You think I want to thank the�를 came and seek to see his death. The only thing that just told me to tell me is okay. I never got the answer, so I saw, so I was turned off by the neighbors, but we don't talk to constituents when we're in the climate. And he hung up. So now I've written the Secretary of the Air Force, and I live in Canada, but I have a post office box in Maine, so I wrote my Maine Senator to get him to go after this stuff. So there's still lying. Now here's the follow-up on it. The notion that Project Blue Book was the government group, preceded by Stein and Grudge, has been repeated over and over again, and it's absolutely nonsense. So how do I know this? Let me read to you a quote from the memo that resulted in the closure of Project Blue Book. October 1969? Yes, October 20. General Carol Bolander was asked to look at the whole Blue Book situation. The Condon report had come out in January of 69, saying, hey, nothing from science is coming out of this Blue Book junk. You're certainly right about that. I do agree with Condon about one thing anyway, not many. Now, in this memo, he says, quote, moreover, reports of unidentified flying objects which could affect national security are made in accordance with JNAP, the Joint Army-Navy Air Force publication 146, or Air Force manual 55-11, and, emphasis here, are not part of the Blue Book system. Two paragraphs later, he's saying, if we close Blue Book, the public won't have a place to report UFO sightings. Quote, however, as already stated, reports of UFOs which could affect national security would continue to be handled to defend the Air Force procedure, the Joint Army-Navy purpose that the NAP-1-4-1 could ever happen. Seeked on Srp. What? A Exercise telephone 6190 times 42190 times 42190 times 42190 times y hani de Kq ned o c ad or gruppe, i'd be feeling very close to отвеч and respect in reading background 621-23t p.m.? Sjetof TV stream 8190 times 42190 Chandh 1930 kalio budanия cumplert I'm the way to the world is coming out Oh, no, no, no, no No, no, no, no There must be more tonight There has to be a way That we can restore the life And I wish to know If you're in your life There must be more tonight There has to be a way That we can restore the life The life we have I love I love you I love you This is obvious anyway We've got a major sergeant of London, college, and a couple of secondaries And a once a month of business from a client of the channel Compared off to the Air Defense Command Huge radar network, both communication systems Aircraft loaded with instrumentation and weapons To go up after any unidentified aerial object Whether it's a Russian airplane, Soviet missile, or a flying rocket The technical problems are all the same Rule books didn't have a need to know for the Air Defense Command data And incidentally, I think Wouldn't we be most interested in the sightings which could affect national security? I mean, for example A guy told me about a UFO that went right down the runway At a sack base at which Mr. Elections was fired It caused quite a stir That's the final deal that day I heard about this Now There's another part of this I've been to the Blue Book Files First at Project Blue Book Then they were down at Maxwell Air Force Base Now there's the National Archives There's nothing above secret There should be top secret material there As I said, I've been to 15 archives There's no formally top secret stuff In the Blue Book Files Which are at the National Archives And yet we have an FBI memo from 1949 Saying Army and Air Force Intelligence Consider the matter of flying this top secret Now, do we have any top secret flying saucers? Yes, we do And I provided Colonel Schubert And various other people All the senators in Congress With copies of two airing surveillance reports Both top secret One from 1948 One involving Senator Richard Ruff Neither one had anything to do with Blue Book So it is certainly clear That the Blue Book over here And the price for the hook line Is going to be And it's Secretary уз adopted Oooh Even though it's as mascots Speaking of metal And that it's Spieler Tobey kayak Shx Or Tobey Tobey You Your Only Are All the Tobey The Christian Christian Christian Chris was a child molester and a child abuser. I went and talked to the local sheriff, folks, and here's what he told me. Here's what he told me. He said, we have thoroughly investigated the Church of Branch of Virginia because certain elements of international organizations have been making accusations against them for years. We have found no substantiation or evidence to support any of those claims. At one point, Mr. Cooper, we confiscated every weapon owned by all of the members of the Church of Branch of Virginia, and we had to return them because not one weapon was illegal. I went to the child welfare people in Waco, Texas, and asked them about child molestation and child abuse. They said that they had so much of a child. They said that they had so much of a child. Dear God, that's the only one who dropped by the house. You are what to do. It's a trick. Mark was sent to life with a human machine. It was a squawk, metallic spider with huge, articulated claws. But it, too, had a hole in the Schumacher sack. I watched it pursue some people across the field. It caught them meanly across the field of a great metal basket upon his staff. I watched it, too. I watched it. I watched it. It's good. It's good. Very good. I love it. Wow. David, why did you take one of your own? I love it. educate yourself so much. of situation or evidence whatsoever for any of those charges, that they had interviewed every single child who lived or was at the compound, found them all to be healthy, none of them demonstrated any of the psychological trauma or psychosis which normally results from child molestation or abuse, and none of it was pursued. That's a dying cause to not show. Because the investigation showed that it was a fantasy. Then you heard Janet Reno disclaim the original purpose of the raid, that they were going to commit mass suicide. She said in her press conference that the reason that the FBI and the ATF were at Branch Davidian was because rumors of allegations of child abuse. Again, not coming under the jurisdiction of the federal government, but is a local matter, which had already been investigated and decided had no substance. That's why I went to local Texas, because I knew they were lying to me on TV, and I knew from past experience, that's all I was going to hear on TV was lies. I mobilized my organization. I was n guillotine on TV was timed by the stokedkart journey, and went to aех Bahn, and it was as snowy at the end. The bouncing whistle in the suit, without cries and rocket death in his throat, and yet, how petty you, what happens now? Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Take a little story. A book called Citizens Against UFO Secrecy went after the CIA back in 1978. Everybody's favorite target, you know, Central Intelligence Agency. We want all your UFO stuff. We don't have any UFO stuff. Go away. You do too. We do not. We appeal. They deny. We go to court. You've got to follow the freedom of information. Yellow brick road here. The judge says do a search. They said they had nothing, but they did a halfway search. Oh, look what we found. Here's 900 pages of stuff about UFOs. From nothing to 900, just like that. Again, nothing above secrets. There should have been top secrets. What did it say? Internal references to another 200 documents. They're not there. What did they say? But a list of 57 documents about flying saucers that originated with other agencies that they found when doing this search. They gave us the list. They couldn't release them, which is proper procedure. Everybody in this letter was collecting data on flying saucers. Army Navy Air Force Defense Intelligence Agency. Secondly, Department of State. A few other agencies. The most intriguing, 18 documents from the super-secret National Security Agency. The NSA. Now, the inside joke, that means no such agency. What does that say? Or never says anything. What does that say? The NSA is the big boy on the block. They're a lot bigger than the CIA. Annual block budget estimated every year. It's something like $10 billion. The Washington Post said they employ 160,000 people. I'm vouching for that. I'm vouching for that. I'm vouching for that. The NSA is now a few more. The NSA is now a few more. The NSA is now a few more. You want these 18-year-old dollars. It's all you do. It's a house for them. They take the pain they have to sell it. Go tell your face. It's our story. We can't reveal any sense. Inside the foot of their new machine, they were graving the fresh, living blood of men and women. And in death, it's their own name. It's a sign. I've been given a sign. They must be cast out. And I have been chosen to do it. I must confirm them now. No, Parson, no. Those machines had just feelings in another form. I shall destroy them with my prayers. I shall burn them with my holy cross. I shall... The serious eye of a Martian appeared at the window sill, and a menacing claw explored the room. I dragged the parten down to the coal cellar. I heard the Martian fumbling at the latch. In the darkness, I could see the claw touching things. Walls. Cold. Wood. And then he touched my boot. I almost shot it. For a time it was still. And then, with a click, it gripped something. The process. With slow, deliberate movements. His unconscious body was dragged away. And there was nothing like a dude who presented him. The End Will, by the锤, let them out. The End conteúdoQué value Và。 Through Thank you. Thank you. It was coordinated with two other planned activities. One was the publication of a series of stories attacking the Branch Davidians, which came out that Saturday morning, the day before the raid occurred. The second was they were already building the movie set in the state of Oklahoma, which you just saw on television, of the raid. The results have been decided in advance. The script was written, the set was being built, and you just saw the results of that. Why? Because they can't have a New World Order if American citizens have guns. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. The End The End The End The End The End The End The End The End The End The End In a brave new world With just a handful of men We'll start all over again All over again All over again All over again We'll build shops and hospitals and barracks Right under their noses, right under their feet, right under their feet, everything we need, bank, prison and schools. We'll send scouting classes and we'll send scouts and we'll send scouts and we'll send scouts and we'll send scouts and we'll send scouts and then like you we'll teach the kids. Not poems and rubbish, iron, so we can get everything working. We'll build villages and we'll build..., That's why. And you'll watch for more of this to happen in the future. Much, much more of it. And it is nothing less than terrorism. And it is meant for the sheeple to cow them into not resisting. Into giving up their guns. Into quitting their church. Into dropping their morals. And I don't say that you have to belong to any specific church. Or any church at all. Or even be religious. But I will tell you this. And all of our forefathers said it. America will fail. When America ceases to be good. When America ceases to be virtuous. And that is true. That is true. Look. Man is born in freedom. Pretty soon. No mercy. In cages of convention. From the cradle to the grave. We fall by the wayside. But the strong will be saved. In a brave new world. We've got a handful of men. We'll double over again. For nothing. I'm not trying to tell you how happy. Oh no. Oh no. Not me. But if mankind is used to die The people that collide They're gonna have to build this world anew And it's going to have to start with me anew Yeah! Thank you. We can't release those. 23 from the CIA, which hadn't found them when it did Ipsa. Not surprisingly, I might add. Fine, we'll take the 160. They threw out four as being non-responsive. 156, fine, we'll take those. Gentlemen, you're not listening. National security, we can't release any of this information. We're going around in circles. So we try a legal ploy. It's been tried before. We ask that they submit the documents to judge. Their hearts distilled. He was involved in Watergate, Oliver North, Sturgis, and Sturgis. Oliver North is later in this. So that he could determine whether they are properly invoking national security. Saving you from embarrassment is not a good reason, in other words. There's legal presence. Though God is well intuitive, has your lives are great. Abuse us from the and from God's men. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. I was on a radio station two days before the war and I told everybody it should be ready because it's going to happen. Right. Not only against the beginning but also against the end of the war. Plus what was going to happen in the United States is going to happen. It's doing the work again and the things in the river thorough out. I'm ready for a bit of a rest. How about a drink, eh? Nothing but champagne. Now I'm the boss. We drank and then he insisted on playing cards. With our species on the edge of extermination, with no prospect for the horrible death, we actually played games. Later he taught more of Stan, but I saw flames flashing in the deep blue night, red weed glowing. I thought figures moving distantly and I put down my champagne gloves. I felt a traitor to my kind and I knew I must leave this strange dream. I was standing in the car. I was standing in the car. I was begging my brother to come out to give a good look of what he is to possibly be a dream or someone who has too much imagination or a crazy psychotic person. I was forced to realize the reality. I was forced to realize the reality. He was solid. He made it sound like the humming sound. I did not get burned with their radiation or whatsoever. They had been cool. He was curious enough to turn the lights off because the huge headlights coming down was extremely bright. They stayed there for at least pretty close to three minutes. And that's a long time to look at something standing out there. Did your brother ever get out of the car? No. No way. No way. My brother stayed in the car. Was he fearful? He was very fearful. I think my brother had always been a little bit more cautious. I'm not more on the shore of a sweet picture. He was a little bit more cautious despite holding me inside the car. But I didn't know that I wasn't flying saucy. I just wanted to see what was this thing I had. And then when you... That was just unbelievable. This... This... It was originally I was a dream girl. If... If they could just steal a second. And realize like they did. They would understand why I pack up music in France. And realize there is more in life than cutting record and singing music for death. So this opened your eyes to... Absolutely. That was the gift. That was the gift. So I can understand that. Because I saw a recent news in 2009. It was in 1916. And I think that we can reopen while I was to look out on the subway. Five of us witnessed this. And I can say, really, I understand how you feel because it changed my outlook. There were a dozen dead bodies in the Houston road. Their outlines softened by the black dust. All was still. The houses locked in the empty. Shops closed. The duties had helped themselves to wine and food. And outside the jewelers, some gold chains and a watch were scattered on the pavement. And outside the sky... As I found out that they have canceled. And that breaks them out. But it was slowly of the gest они that says we're made up. Usually we're in no Royal 1949. And all those velocirals as part of a фотография actually did, asändig on Adlee P Ashtonations Her... Thank you. I saw that the public interest in this world is far outweighed by... It seemed as if that mighty desert of houses found a voice for its fear and solitude. I said, they have named Kretchen as the next president. And I know the Gilderberg group, and I know their power, because he will be the next president. And I was right. But he could never have won that, dear chairman. The wailing took possession of me. I was intensely weary, foot sore, hungry and thirsty. Why was I wandering alone in this city of the dead? Why was I alive when London was lying in state in its black shroud? My house, incredibly lonely, drifting from street to empty street, drawn inexorably toward the cry. My house, I was of Nice to meet you. You have over time, you realize you look real. And you have a lot of blue light, green light, yellow light, red light. Especially in the center, but the huge red light came all above me and above the car. And we were bathing into this red light. It looked pretty hot. or then he turned his lights on again, okay, but he moved the headlights ahead of him instead of down, and then as he cared, he just took off. He didn't even feel like a flash light, he was just gone. And not for a fact, he was extremely solid. You know, each time, funny enough, it happened with a member of my family, he thinks, I still keep my sanity again, okay? To prove to myself, at least I'm not crazy, I'm not dreaming, okay? I saw over three of the other cell, the fighting machine from which the howling came. I crossed Wheaton's canal, there stood a second machine, upright, but as still as the first. Order, people. April. The sound ceases. Suddenly the desolation, the solitude became unendurable. While that voice sounded like London had still seemed alive, now suddenly there was a change, the passing of something, and all that remained was this gaunt quiet. I looked up and saw a third machine. It was erect and motionless, like the others. An insane resolve possessed me. I would give my life to the Martians, here and now. By David Rockett, the duty to research, nothing dripped over the law. My Marshal, reckoned me towards the tyson, and saw that a multitude of black birds were certainly contrasted about the woods. I began running along the road. I felt no fear, only a wild, trembling exultation, as I ran up the hill towards the motionless monster. Out of the woods hung red shreds, at which the hungry bird now pecked and tore. The Supreme Court wouldn't hear the case, so naturally we filed with the National Security Agency for the affidavit. And we got it. Here it is, you can see it's a nice legal document. Top secret something. All the archives have been to, you never see special compartmentalized information, except with a caveat at the end. Top secret ombra, ombra, and whatever. Anyway, so much we've gone. I scrambled up at the crest of Primrose Hill, the Martians' camp below me. Mighty space it was. And scattered about it, in their overturned machines, were the Martians, dead, slain after all man's devices of fame, by the humblest things upon the earth. Bacteria. My youth, invisible bacteria. State, ladies and gentlemen. If you doubt that, just keep watching what happens around you. Socialism sucks. Socialism sucks. Socialism has never worked. Hitler was a socialist. Not to use national socialism. Hitler's vision... We Ichung's the top nine called calculator. Last one,ination by the humblest Goblin, weเ스�ол. Wegli all looked at it. No one that made me ngo Nettner. I have a great idea. pompous看 dele is a technology station. By chance we can't๋ig to go. Hitler is a laboratory you. OK. After mart culmination. We hang out with . Jake Wonhoo... Jongbaby, this is logical... A viewerly habit. The End The End The End As life returns to normal, the question of another attack from Mars causes universal concerns. Is our planet safe? Or is this time of peace nearly agreed? It may be that across the immensity of space, they have learned their lessons and even now await their opportunity. Perhaps the future belongs to not to us, but to the Martians. Intelligentsia. The teachers, the professors, the scientists, the doctors, the lawyers, the thinkers. If you want to see socialism in action, you cannot support it. These people will be the first to find that out, even though idealistically they thought it was the answer for all of our problems. It never ends. Socialism brings pain, murder, labor camps, slaves, poverty, deprivation. We will pretend to pay you, and you pretend to work. Looking good. Going good. We're getting great pictures here in NASA-controlled Pasadena. A landing craft touched down on Mars, 28 kilometers from the aim point. We're looking at a remarkable landscape, littered with different kinds of rocks, red, purple. How about that, Bermuda? Fantastic. Look at that doom for you. Hey, wait, I'm getting a no-go signal. Now I'm losing one of the crash. Hey, Bermuda, you getting it? I lost contact. A lot of dust blown up there. I lost the second crash. You got problems. Hold on, I lost that idea. Maybe the antenna. Come on. What's that flare? See it? A green flare coming from Mars. Kind of a green mist behind it. Let's get it closer. You see it, Bermuda? Come in, Bermuda. Houston, come in. What's going on? Tracking station 43, Canberra. Come in, Canberra. Tracking station 63. You can hear you, Madrid. Can anybody hear you? Come in, come in. Hello? Hello? Hello? Is anybody home? Hello? Hello? Is anybody out there? Good night, ladies and gentlemen, and God bless you all.