At the airport, the miracle crew makes its way through some military checkpoints as we see some PR flack using her best soothing voice in the arrivals lounge to tell anxious relatives that the flight landed safely, but there was a small fire in the bathroom, and federal regulations demand that the cause be determined. "My wife has severe medical problems!" says one guy while the team walks by.
In a stark, grey room, some official dude is on a cell phone saying, "It's not terrorists," and that it's nothing they've ever seen before, and they're bringing a team to investigate the "paranormal ramifications" as he prints off these dossier pages of the group as the team walks in. "What the hell took you so long?" he barks, like, nice welcome, and Keel gives him a "Nice to see you too, Charlie," and Charlie glares at Skeet, and "Evelyn Santos" is Whatshername's name, and Charlie gives the dossier sheets to some guy and instructs him to make the team some badges. And Keel says, "We don't need no stinkin' badges." Well, no, he didn't, but that would have been pretty cool. And Charlie goes to the trouble of swearing them in, only as what he doesn't say, and warns them that any discussion of the situation off the premises will be considered treason, and Keel's all, dude, just tell us what is UP already. Charlie explains about the plane disappearing "for exactly sixty-four seconds" before reappearing and landing safely; Skeet asks what happened to the passengers, and Charlie says they're interviewing the "coherent" ones, but they all have different stories. Meanwhile, everybody can't help but notice a lump under a sheet on a gurney. So Keel asks, "What do you want from us?" and Charlie says "answers," which you'd think would be obvious to the head miracle answer guy. Oh, and we've only got a couple of hours before the media starts "peeling our skin," whatever that means. Finally, Skeet just out and asks, what's under the sheet? Weird slo-mo of Charlie walking over and throwing back the sheet to reveal a charred body underneath. "Passenger 13B," he says. 13B burned to death in the airplane lavatory, but there were no other signs of a fire. "We need to know how the hell all this happened," he says. "And we need to know it now. Let's go."
And now they're going through a metal detector as Charlie explains that they're not to bring any cameras or recording devices or leave with any notes. Evelyn sets off the metal detector, and I was kind of hoping she had some cool piercings somewhere, but instead she whips out this little laminated doctor's seal of authenticity and goes on about how there's a bullet lodged in her brain that was deemed inoperable, and we learn that she used to be a police officer, and the army dude says, "She's clean."