Mission To Mars Script - Dialogue Transcript

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Mission To Mars Script


 

                   

T-minus ten, nine, 

eight, seven, six, five,



 

                   

four, three, two, one,



 

                   

zero, ignition.



 

                   

Ten, nine, eight, 

seven, six, five, four,



 

                   

- three, two, one, blast off!

- Guys, guys, please, please !



 

                   

This is very risky stuff here, and I'm

a highly-trained professional astronaut.



 

                   

Now, Uncle Phil will launch

another rocketjust as soon as

he completes his fuel intake.



 

                   

Thanks, darlin'.



 

                   

Now, you know, it takes

six months just to reach Mars.



  

                   

Then a year on the surface,

six months back.



  

                   

That's, like, two years,

you know ?



  

                   

Anyway, I guess what I'm trying

to say here is that, um,



  

                   

you know, this being

my last night on Earth and everything,



  

                   

this could be a very

precious memory for me.



  

                   

Nice try.



  

                   

William, get that thing

out of your nose.



  

                   

Don't you

talk back to Mommy.



  

                   

- Hey, Woody.

- Yeah ?



  

                   

Our Mars One crew won't

be heading back to Earth...



  

                   

till ten days after you guys land

at our base camp with Mars Two.



  

                   

thank you, Renee. That's a pretty

long rendezvous, don'tyou think ?



  

                   

What are you

suggesting, Sergei ?



  

                   

I think maybe you should

bring a baseball bat.



  

                   

We will play American baseball

on Mars. Our two crews.



  

                   

- Oh, please.

- We could have ourselves

a Solar System Series.



  

                   

- Half you guys are foreigners.

We'd crush you.

- No, no, no.



  

                   

Because we have equal crews. We have

three men, one woman, same handicap.



  

                   

Easy now. That's my wife

you're talking about.



  

                   

Terri just happens to be

one hell of a shortstop.



  

                   

Fast-pitch, no steals,

batter calls his own strikes.



  

                   

- Thousand bucks make it interesting ?

- Winner take all.



  

                   

Good.

You bring the balls.



  

                   

The best thing about our mission--

On Mars Two, technically I outrank her.



  

                   

So for the fi rst time in our marriage,

she's gonna have to do

everything I say, right ?



  

                   

- Yes, honey.

- "Yes, honey, sir, "

with a little salute helps.



  

                   

- Yes, honey, sir.

- Yeah. I like it. It's good.



  

                   

- Take that corn up there, all right ?

- Yes, sir.



  

                   

l'm not sure how l feel

about NASA allowing couples...



  

                   

to go on this type

of mission together.



  

                   

Nothin' personal, Terri. I mean--



  

                   

It's just that it's a funny feeling

for those ofus staying behind.



  

                   

Yes, but all the research shows

that marriage will provide stability...



  

                   

on these

long-duration trips.



  

                   

Then they haven't studied

some of the couples I've known.



  

                   

Luke. Come on, baby.

He's not coming.



  

                   

This isn't right.



  

                   

I mean, Jim deserves this too.

All of his friends are here.



  

                   

- I know.

- It's my last night here.



  

                   

Hey ! It's your last night

with us too.



  

                   

- I know. I'm sorry, baby.

- Mm-hmm.



  

                   

I love you, Deb.



  

                   

I love you too.



  

                   

Maybe you should

spend some time with Bobby.



  

                   

- Yeah, where is he ?

- Up in his fort.



  

                   

Oh. Okay.



  

                   

Millions of miles away.



  

                   

Deep space.



  

                   

So lonesome, so cold.



  

                   

So lame, Nick.



  

                   

Knock, knock.



  

                   

Bobby ?



  

                   

Your friends are

out there playing.



  

                   

What are you doing

up here ?



  

                   

Who's gonna read

to me now at bed time ?



  

                   

Your mother will.



  

                   

But... I like

when you do it.



  

                   

- Now we're never gonna finish our book.

- Bobby.



  

                   

Listen, I've been thinking

about that too, okay ?



  

                   

And what I figured out was--



  

                   

How about if I bring along

my own copy ?



  

                   

Then, every night, wherever I am,

I'll read a little bit more ofit.



  

                   

And you and Mommy can read a little bit

more of it wherever you are.



  

                   

It'll be kind oflike we're reading it

together. 'Cause I don't know aboutyou,



  

                   

but I'm kind of anxious

to find out how old Ben Gunn

got marooned on that island.



  

                   

You think that's

a good idea ?



  

                   

- Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.

- Yeah ? Yeah ?



  

                   

Okay.



  

                   

Well, we were afraid

you wouldn't come.



  

                   

I caught a whiff of your barbecue.



  

                   

Uh-huh.



  

                   

- After that,

- Yeah ?



  

                   

I was, uh, helpless.



  

                   

Tsk. All the way

out in Galveston ?



  

                   

- Something like that.

- Mmm.



  

                   

It's his night, Deb.

I didn't want to spoil it.



  

                   

"Spoil it" ? He has been

going crazy looking for you.



  

                   

Don't ever do that to me again.



  

                   

- How ya doin' ?

- Hey, I'm doin' good.



  

                   

- Here.

- Thanks, man.



  

                   

- A lot of people are gonna be

glad to see you, you know that ?

- Yeah.



  

                   

Come on.

Let's go in.



  

                   

You remember him ?



  

                   

- Just let that go.

- As soon as you admit that

it was a no-go situation.



  

                   

- It was a go situation.

- Three months, no data stream,



  

                   

-you're gonna land the ship ?

-Just 'cause you keep bringing

it up doesn't make you right.



  

                   

-Just because you get loud

doesn't make-- Jim, settle it.

- No, don't--



  

                   

-Just because you get loud

doesn't make-- Jim, settle it.

- No, don't--



  

                   

- Settle it.

- Don't look at me.

- It was a go situation.



  

                   

-This is exactly what I'm talking about.

-It's hard to admit, I know that.



   

                   

Three commanders, one ship.

I don't think that's gonna work.



   

                   

There's not enough rocket fuel

in the world to get those egos

off the ground. Come on.



   

                   

Ah, we would've made

a great crew.



   

                   

Maybe. If this man

was left seat.



   

                   

- Yeah.

- Guys, come on.



   

                   

I'm a pretty good stickjockey.

Call me if you want a flight test.



   

                   

- What is a stickjockey ?

- "l'm a pretty good stickjockey."



   

                   

Come on, Mr. Cover

of Time Magazine.



   

                   

- The guy who landed

the crippled Block Il shuttle.

- Yeah.



   

                   

- That's the stickjockey.

- The stickjockey did that.



   

                   

- Yeah, Mr. StickJockey.

- Okay, I made a little noise,



   

                   

but putting the first

footprints on Mars ?



   

                   

That's for guys who wrote their Ph.D.

thesis on how to colonize the place...



   

                   

and for guys who read too much

science fiction as a kid...



   

                   

and still wear these little Flash Gordon

rocket ships around their necks.



   

                   

- Very mature.

- You read every damn

science fiction book I did,



   

                   

and you'rejust not man enough to wear

jewellery, that's all there is to that.



   

                   

- Yeah.

- You knowyou want Flashy.

Ain't gettin' him !



   

                   

Maggie would have loved to see

you two clowns just one more time.



   

                   

I'm gonna go

and get a beer.



   

                   

I don't know, Woodrow.

I think it's about time

you donated this baby to the museum.



   

                   

Internal combustion, boys.

Accept no substitutes.



   

                   

Jim, listen.



   

                   

If there's, um--



   

                   

If there's anything Terri and I can do,

you call us, all right ?



   

                   

- I'm okay. Really. Thanks.

- All right. Luke.



   

                   

- Yeah ?

- I'll see you when I get to Mars.



   

                   

Listen, don't solve all

the mysteries of the universe.



   

                   

- Leave a little something

for the next guys.

- I'm not promising anything.



   

                   

-Just bring some expensive beer.

- All right.



   

                   

Will do. Godspeed.



   

                   

Thanks, buddy.



   

                   

It should've been

your mission, Jim.



   

                   

Yours and Maggie's.



   

                   

Nobody ever wanted Mars the way

you two did, not even Woody.



   

                   

You two were     years training for

this thing, hoping for this assignment.



   

                   

Well, that's--

that's all over now.



   

                   

If Maggie hadn't gotten sick,

if you hadn't pulled yourself...



   

                   

- out of the rotation

to take care ofher, you--

- Luke--



   

                   

No,Jim. Wait a minute.

I wanna say this.



   

                   

Look, I wanted

this assignment, all right ?



   

                   

But not like this,Jim.



   

                   

I would give all of this up in a second

ifit would bring Maggie back to us.



   

                   

I know that.



   

                   

Look, all the years of training

and planning for this mission

have been a privilege.



   

                   

Mars is yours now.



   

                   

Go get it.



   

                   

I will.



   

                   

You take care

of yourself, Jim.



   

                   

You too, buddy.



   

                   

Okay.



   

                   

I'll see you

when I get back.



   

                   

Hey, Luke.



   

                   

Have a great ride.



   

                   

I always do.



   

                   

Luke, youreadme ?

Here, Renee.



   

                   

Luke, ljustgot aRES- 

on-line, and--



   

                   

Well, we thinkyou're gonna

want tosee this for yourself.



   

                   

Okay, copy that.



   

                   

- Now, is this the cinder cone ?

- No, it's too smooth.



   

                   

- It's too angular.

Volcanic upwelling, maybe.

- No. No fissure, no caldera.



   

                   

No, it's an upwelling for sure,

but maybe not volcanic.



   

                   

Look at the color and how shiny it is.

That almost looks like--



   

                   

It looks like ice.



   

                   

- This far south ?

- Impossible. You can't

have ice at this latitude.



   

                   

I mean, not unless

there's, like, a--



   

                   

Okay, how far away

is that ?



   

                   

Sixteen kilometers, northeast.

Take us    minutes to get there, chief.



   

                   

We're gonna send a packet to Micker.

We're going out there.



   

                   

- Keep working.

- Okay.



   

                   

Careful. Watch your step.



   

                   

- Is it possible to take picture ?

- Oh, picture.



   

                   

- Here we go.

- Let's have a picture.



   

                   

Say, "Cheese."



   

                   

This is a truly anomalous formation.



   

                   

It's unlikeanything

everseenso far.



   

                   

The structure appears

to be crystalline,



   

                   

at least from the angle that's

displayed by ARES- .



   

                   

We're trying not to go too nuts up here,

but we think there's a good chance...



   

                   

that this could bean extrusion

from some subsurface

geothermal column of water.



   

                   

And, of course,

if that's correct,



   

                   

then we may have found the key

to permanent human colonization.



   

                   

- We thinkit wise

to suspend judgement--

- Let geology and hydrology...



   

                   

know we need to scramble

on this-- full court press.



   

                   

So we're gonnaheadout thereASAP

and takealookat this thing,



   

                   

tr yand getanidea

ofits composition.



   

                   

By the time you receive this,

we should just about be on site.



   

                   

Anybody else hearing that ?



   

                   

Yeah. Whatis it ?



   

                   

Idon't know. Itsounds like

interference from therover.



   

                   

- Can you fix it ?

- Hey, skip, I can fix anything.



   

                   

Love that modesty.



   

                   

Break out theradar.

Let's see what this thing's made of.



   

                   

Oh, there's onemore thing.



   

                   

This is a very important, very special

day fora good friend of ours back home.



   

                   

We knowhe's there right now.

He hates it when anybody

makes any kind of a fuss abouthim,



   

                   

so I'm not gonna

mention his name.



   

                   

Because the last thing

I would want to do would be...



   

                   

to embarrass someone

likeJim McConnell !



   

                   

Was that loud?

Oh, well. It's done now.



   

                   

It can't be right.

It says there's metal under there.



   

                   

- Solidmetal.

- No, that doesn't make any sense.



   

                   

- You're reading a vein ofore, Renee.

- No, it--



   

                   

It says it's under

the whole mountain.



   

                   

All right. Move it closer, up the

power, and we're gonna try it again.



   

                   

- Hey.

- Happy birthday to you



   

                   

- Happy birthday to you

- Okay, everybody.



   

                   

I want you to take a look at Jim.



   

                   

Is heallredwith one of those

fake "Oh, I'm-a-good-sport"

grins onhis face ?



   

                   

That's right.

Now, everybody, take a look at Ray.

Does he have one of those...



   

                   

"This-wasn't-in-my-mission-plan"

looks on his face ?



   

                   

Uh-huh. I thought so. There's nothing

you can do about it, Ray.



   

                   

We're a hundred million miles away!



   

                   

Okay, let's blow it out.



   

                   

- We're all set here, chief.

- Let's crank up thejuice,

see what's in this sucker.



   

                   

What happened ?



   

                   

Oh, my God !



   

                   

- Are you getting that, Sergei ?

- Uh-huh.



   

                   

Oh, my God !

Renee !



   

                   

Oh. Oh, my God.

Oh,Jesus. Oh,Jesus.



   

                   

Ahhh !



   

                   

Problem..hatch door malfunction,



   

                   

backup power fail,

manual override fail.



   

                   

- Solution ?

- Replace optical relay.



   

                   

Piece of cake.

God, who dreams up these nightmares ?



   

                   

- Don't try to change the subject.

- I'm not.



   

                   

- We're talking about

your sister's wedding.

- No, we're talking about...



   

                   

dancing lessons

before my sister's wedding.



   

                   

Do you mind ? I'm in the middle of a

catastrophic power failure here. Check.



   

                   

- Not effective.

- Not effective ?



   

                   

- Replace optical relay.

- You're distracting me.



   

                   

We're a married couple.

Would it kill you to invite me...



   

                   

out on the dance floor

just once in a while ?



   

                   

- We danced at our wedding.

- No, that's not dancing.



   

                   

That's you shuffling your feet around

while you grab my butt.



   

                   

I'm talking about

real dancing, you know ?



   

                   

Cha-cha-cha, rhumba,

jitterbug.



   

                   

Darling, face it.

Some couples dance, some go to Mars.



   

                   

That's life.



   

                   

- Test.

- Effective.



   

                   

I'm serious. As soon as we get

back home, we're starting lessons.



   

                   

Woody, if we never dance, people are

gonna think there's something wrong.



   

                   

If they see me dance,

they'll know there's something wrong.



   

                   

This is highly unprofessional.



   

                   

"This is highly unprofessional, sir."

You keep forgetting that "sir."



   

                   

Cockpit, this is Control.



   

                   

- Cockpit, this is Control.

- Control, this is Cockpit.



   

                   

Terri, it's Phil. They want

us all to report to Micker ASAP.



   

                   

- Who says to report to Micker ?

- The little men who live in my head.



   

                   

That's a negative.

We're in the middle of

a catastrophic power failure right now.



   

                   

Yeah, Woody, it was Ray Beck.

He told me to round up the team, now.



   

                   

The exact same moment

we lost the data stream,



   

                   

they picked up this intense

burst of energy from Mars.



   

                   

- What do you mean "intense" ?

- Catastrophic.



   

                   

What about the crew ?



   

                   

The level ofenergy

in the pulse...



   

                   

didn't seem survivable.



   

                   

How about the REMO ?



   

                   

It went into Mars' orbit last week.

Maybe it could give us some clue.



   

                   

That's just what

we tried next.



   

                   

Right. The, uh,

resupply module checked out fine.



   

                   

No instrument failures. Orbit holding

steady. But there was something else.



   

                   

The REMO's computer

contained an uplink message--



   

                   

a very faint, highly-distorted

transmission from Mars One base camp.



   

                   

- Someone's alive.

- Yes, yes, yes. Put up the message.



   

                   

Still concentrating on the audio,

but we've got a long way to go.



   

                   

Show us whatever you've got.

Show us.



   

                   

I have to make this--

make this fast.



   

                   

l may not get another chance to--



   

                   

tomake--another chance--



   

                   

chance-- to thesite--site.



   

                   

There was a low sound that--



   

                   

alow sound--sound--alow sound--



   

                   

Something came out of the top

of the mountain, and it hit us.



   

                   

And... it hit us--

it hit us--



   

                   

Oh, my God !



   

                   

They're dead.



   

                   

God. Nick--

Man ! Dead.



   

                   

That's it.



   

                   

I don't know.

Luke must be in pretty bad shape...



   

                   

if he hasn't just blasted out of there

in the Earth Return Vehicle.



   

                   

That thing's designed so even one

crew member can fly it back to Earth.



   

                   

Even if Luke was in great shape,

he couldn't get home.



   

                   

An energy pulse of that magnitude

would have fried the E.R.V's computers.



   

                   

Other than the computers,

how do we think the E.R.V. fared ?



   

                   

So far, our modelling says

it should be in pretty good shape.



   

                   

Which means it's gonna be up to us

to get new motherboards,



   

                   

drives and sof tware to Mars

as fast as we can.



   

                   

- Right.

- Slow down, slow down, slow down.



   

                   

- It's gonna take us weeks

just to analyze this data.

- Right.



   

                   

But in the meantime, we've

gotta be working up a mission plan.



   

                   

- Luke needs us now.

- Luke may already be dead.



   

                   

And even if he's not, it's doubtful he

is going to be able to transmit again.



   

                   

So... we wouldn't know

whether it's safe to land...



   

                   

until we were almost there.



   

                   

What about SIMA ?



   

                   

What about SIMA ?

The Saturn imaging probe.



   

                   

It's gonna slingshot around Mars

on its way through the solar system.



   

                   

It could be retasked to take pictures,

read radiation levels

of Mars One base camp.



   

                   

Wait, wait, wait.

We are getting ahead ofourselves.



   

                   

You're forgetting the bigger problem.

The orbits are all wrong.



   

                   

Our first decent launch window

is almost eight months from now.



   

                   

Yes, but we can go earlier

and get there faster...



   

                   

ifwe reconfigure the payload

for extra fuel.



   

                   

- We've modelled that, Ray.

I've modelled it.

- On paper, yes.



   

                   

But those stresses have

never been tested in space.



   

                   

- The ship can take it.

- Oh, "ship can take it."



   

                   

I wasn't thinking of

just the ship.



   

                   

You're right.



   

                   

I know the protocols for a Mars

recovery mission better than anybody...



   

                   

because I designed them.



   

                   

And I'm telling you,

these guys can do it.



   

                   

He's right, Ray.

We've got a real shot here.



   

                   

Hmm.



   

                   

Well. Give me an updated

mission plan by      tomorrow.



   

                   

You'll have it by     .

Let's go to work.



   

                   

Chief, can I have a word ?



   

                   

Go ahead.



   

                   

- I no longer have the right crew.

- What do you mean ?



   

                   

- Bjornstrom can be up here

on the next shuttle.

- Bjornstrom is a geologist.



   

                   

He's good, but not for this. My people

just lost eight months of training.



   

                   

This is a different mission

with a different objective.



   

                   

- I haven't approved the mission yet.

- Yes, but whenyou do,



   

                   

it ought to be given

its best chance for success.



   

                   

I want McConnell

to fly right seat.



   

                   

Oh.



   

                   

Jim McConnell is no longer

on mission status.



   

                   

- Yeah, because you washed him out.

- He washed himselfout.



   

                   

He only had to pass

a few more psych evaluations,



   

                   

but... he refused

to take them.



   

                   

His wife was dead.

He didn't want to lay on the couch

and share it with strangers.



   

                   

That was his call,

butlhad tomake one too!



   

                   

It was tough as hell,

but I'd do it again !



   

                   

For Christ's sake, Ray.

She wasted away in front of his eyes.



   

                   

What was he supposed to do,

suck it up ? Get with the program ?



   

                   

What was his crime ?

That he showed a little emotion ?



   

                   

I couldn't trust him !



   

                   

When Maggie died,

it knocked the hell out ofhim.



   

                   

It knocked the hell

out of all ofus.



   

                   

Butyou know and I know

he's still the best we've got.



   

                   

He and Maggie

wrote the book on Mars.



   

                   

He's had more hours in the sims

than the rest ofus put together.



   

                   

We can do this. You give me McConnell

as copilot, and we will bring Luke home.



   

                   

It's a promise.



   

                   

Hey.



   

                   

- What's that ?

- That is the exact

genetic composition...



   

                   

of my ideal woman.



   

                   

Hmm.



   

                   

Hey, hey, hey. Hey.



   

                   

My baby.



   

                   

- Now what is it ?

- A frog ?



   

                   

- Hey, skip.

- Hey. Take a look.



   

                   

Damn.



   

                   

What do you make of that ?



   

                   

Duststorm.



   

                   

Southern hemisphere,

coming from the east.



   

                   

Big fella too.



   

                   

-Headed straight for Mars One base camp.

-Yep.



   

                   

- Could get a little hairy

right about landing time.

- Yeah.



   

                   

Listen, we're gonna have to be able to

move fast. Maybe even advance our E.T.A.



   

                   

These bad boys can cover a whole planet

and last up to a year.



   

                   

- When does SI MA do her flyby ?

- Tomorrow morning,     .



   

                   

That's when we find out whether

we've come all this way for nothing.



   

                   

My money's on Luke.



   

                   

All those interested in dance lessons,



   

                   

please report

to the promenade deck.



   

                   

- And what, may I ask, brought this on ?

- Zero "G," my friend.



   

                   

My last chance

to be graceful.



   

                   

Once we're in Mars' gravity,

it's back to shuffl ing my feet

and grabbing her butt.



   

                   

Incoming packet.



   

                   

Incoming packet.



   

                   

It's SI MA.



   

                   

Enhanced look at base camp.



   

                   

- lt looks deserted.

- It's still standing, though.



   

                   

So's the E.R. V.

And look, there's the green house.



   

                   

Well, we know Luke survived

for at least a few hours.



   

                   

Now, are there anysigns

of recent activity ?



   

                   

There. Scan northe astern

quadrant of base camp.



   

                   

What the hell are those ?



   

                   

Graves.



   

                   

Wait a minute.

There's only three of them.



   

                   

-That means Luke's still gotta be alive.

-Phil, no, no.



   

                   

Itjust means there was

no one lef t to bury him.



   

                   

- Check the radiation levels.

- Check rad levels.



   

                   

Normal.



   

                   

- Go to disaster site.

- Go to    by  .



   

                   

- What's wrong ?

- l don't know.

Magnetic interference ?



   

                   

- Go infrared.

- Switch to infrared.



   

                   

It's gotta be a problem

with SI MA.



   

                   

I don't see how an earthquake six months

ago could cause this kind ofdistortion.



   

                   

That was no quake.



   

                   

We are going to continue

analysing this data...



   

                   

and try to determine what

the problem is with those images.



   

                   

We agree that the evidence

of the graves is, uh,



   

                   

inconclusive...



   

                   

and that a groundsearch

is advisable.



   

                   

Frankly, we are as stumped

asyouguys, but we'llkeep onit.



   

                   

- Beware there are little

sand storms kicking up...

- Bureau babble.



   

                   

near Mars One base.



   

                   

But the big one youspotted

is turningsouth.



   

                   

Itshouldn'tbe a factor.



   

                   

We are all pretty excited

around here,



   

                   

and we are sure you must be

feeling the same.



   

                   

- Enjoyyourmeal,

and get a goodnight's sleep.

- Say it.



   

                   

- We anticipate...

- Say it.



   

                   

- that tomorrow morning...

- Say it.



   

                   

you will be go.



   

                   

Yes ! Yes !



   

                   

thank you.

thank you.



   

                   

Hooray for baby Jimmy !



   

                   

Yes, Jim's first spaceship

was seriously underpowered.



   

                   

Maggie was always 

a little starstruck.



   

                   

Show us those beautiful teeth.



   

                   

I am gonna get you guys for that !



   

                   

When they met at the 

Air Force Academy, it was

love at firsr flight. Woody's line.



   

                   

Later, during NASA training,

things got a little tough.



   

                   

Yes, Maggie always did

keep jim on a short leash.



   

                   

Jim was always trying

to explore a heavenly body.



   

                   

- Where are the ygoing ?

- Ten thousand mile-high club.



   

                   

Until--



   

                   

- Mission accomplished !

- Oh !



   

                   

Man, what a fun wedding !

I was so whacked.



   

                   

Uh, I'm going in. T-minus three,



   

                   

T-minus two, T-minus one,

contact.



   

                   

Oh. Okay, we can stop there.



   

                   

Stop it there.

Fast forward.



   

                   

Okay, you guys.



   

                   

They are adding a wonderful chapter

to their incredible story,



   

                   

and it's

a pretty historic one.



   

                   

- To the newly appointed co-commanders

of Mars One, Jim and Maggie !

- Hear, hear !



   

                   

I will drink to that.



   

                   

- Thank you.

- Hold it. It's not over.



   

                   

- Show 'em, show 'em.

- Yeah, we got a little addendum.



   

                   

- Check this out, guys. Here we go.

- It's Phil's best work.



   

                   

Look, it's Mars.



   

                   

You can pick up these postcards

atyour local NASA souvenir shop.



   

                   

When you two land up there,

it will prove once and for all...



   

                   

- that there really is

no intelligent life on Mars.

- All right, touché.



   

                   

- You're gonna eat those words.

- I don't think so.



   

                   

- Give me the camera.

- Uh-oh, here we go.



   

                   

- What if I'm right ?

- What if she's right ?



   

                   

- You okay ?

- Can't it just be about science ?



   

                   

- We'll do the science,

and do it really well,

- Yeah.



   

                   

because that's what

we've trained for.



   

                   

But what if there's more ?

In all our myths,



   

                   

in every human culture, Mars has

always held a special attraction.



   

                   

I mean, what if

that means something ?



   

                   

The universe is not chaos.



   

                   

It's connection.



   

                   

Life reaches out for life.



   

                   

That's what we

were born for, isn't it ?



   

                   

To stand on a new world

and look beyond it to the next one.



   

                   

It's who we are.



   

                   

You know,

she may have been right.



   

                   

If that wasn't a quake down there,

then something else caused it...



   

                   

or planned it.



   

                   

You're thinkin'

the same thing.



   

                   

It's never been

out of my mind.



   

                   

I think she

knew something, Woody.



   

                   

She was the only one ofus

who ever really believed...



   

                   

there might be

something down there.



   

                   

Yeah, well, we're not leaving

till we fi nd out.



   

                   

Deal ?



   

                   

Deal.



   

                   

Range:      and closing.



   

                   

Sixty-five minutes

until Mars Orbital Capture.



   

                   

Okay, people, let's look sharp. We're

gonna run this simulation onemore time.



   

                   

Remember, if we overshoot,

there's no coming back.



   

                   

Yeah, and drifting through

eternity will ruin your whole day.



   

                   

Okay, Delta-Vsystems initialized.



   

                   

Charge primary A.P. U.



   

                   

Engaged and charged.



   

                   

Select H.P. U. fuel cells forrun.



   

                   

- Engaged.

- Tie main bus to systems.



   

                   

- Power ready.

- Select H    H.P. U.

and fuel cells for open.



   

                   

H    fuel valves open.



   

                   

Charge flow.



   

                   

Chargedandon-line.



   

                   

- ResetP. W.

- Set.



   

                   

Transfer protocol

data from E. V.A. station.



   

                   

Transferred.

Awaiting track confirmation.



   

                   

- Ah !

-Jesus. Oh !



   

                   

Micrometeoroids.



   

                   

Kill those alarms!



   

                   

Critical systems alert.



   

                   

- Critical systems alert.

- Breach hit's in the hull.



   

                   

- We're outgassing, losing pressure.

- Woody, seal the breach.



   

                   

Itlooks like

it's behind jim 's helmet.



   

                   

Ninety percent atmosphere.



   

                   

Critical systems alert.

Critical systems alert.



   

                   

We're losing pressure fast.

We're gonna decompress.



   

                   

Computer, how long

till zero atmosphere ?



   

                   

Four minutes, nine seconds.



   

                   

We're still outgassing

in the lower hab.



   

                   

There must be another hole down there.

It's gotta be a big one.



   

                   

Everybody switch to

suitoxygen. Jim, you've got the ship.



   

                   

- I'm going E. V.A.

- Copy.



   

                   

Come on, people.

Let's work the problem.



   

                   

Eighty percent atmosphere.



   

                   

Jim, you've got to go get

your spare helmet.



   

                   

Copy that,Jim ?



   

                   

There's no time.

All the systems have crashed.



   

                   

I gotta shut down the hab

from below.



   

                   

We're losing pressure,Jim.

You could embolize.



   

                   

Seventy percent atmosphere.



   

                   

Phil, you've got to get

the nav computers back on-line.



   

                   

Uh,Jim,

I've got an idea.



   

                   

If you guys can save

enough atmosphere,



   

                   

I'll disconnect the power in the main

computer bay and jump-start the systems.



   

                   

- I'd basically be doing a hard boot.

- Has that been tested ?



   

                   

Are you kidding ?



   

                   

These machines

are way too expensive.



   

                   

- Do it.

- Okay.



   

                   

I think this'll work.



   

                   

Sixty percent atmosphere.



   

                   

Jim, how we doing

on the A.G. ?



   

                   

Just... hang on one second, Woody.



   

                   

Fifty percent atmosphere.



   

                   

- Come on!

-Jim, I've got oxygen.



   

                   

- Come on.

- Voice print identification.



   

                   

- Mc-- McCon--

- Not accepted.



   

                   

Voice print identification.



   

                   

- McConnell !

- Accepted.



   

                   

Shut down... gravitational rotation.



   

                   

Shutting down

artificial gravitational rotation.



   

                   

Jim, I've got the oxygen

for you.



   

                   

- Hang on !

- Forty percent atmosphere.



   

                   

- Are you okay ?

- Yeah, yeah, I'm fi ne.



   

                   

I'm topside,Jim.

Do you know which sector ?



   

                   

I'm working on it.



   

                   

- You'd better get some oxygen,Jim.

- Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine.



   

                   

Come on.



   

                   

Jesus.



   

                   

It's likelooking

foraneedle in ahaystack.



   

                   

Okay, come on.



   

                   

Come on. Where are you,

you little bastard ?



   

                   

Give me some light on the hull

so I can locate it.



   

                   

I got a better idea.



   

                   

Gotcha !



   

                   

Terri.



   

                   

Squeeze out the liquid !



   

                   

S-S-Stay there !



   

                   

- Squeeze itout!

-Jim.



   

                   

Okay. Okay.



   

                   

Please work.



   

                   

Thirty percent atmosphere.



   

                   

Woody, the breach is between

sectors five andsix.



   

                   

Five and six.



   

                   

- Do you copy ?

- Copy. I'm heading there now.



   

                   

Son of abitch.



   

                   

We never did that

in the simulator.



   

                   

Twenty percent atmosphere.



   

                   

-Jim ?



   

                   

Ten percent atmosphere.



   

                   

Jim !



   

                   

Jim, talk to me. It's Terri.



   

                   

-Jim.

- Come back.



   

                   

- Breathe !

- Come back !



   

                   

Gotcha.



   

                   

Pressure stabilizing.

Pressure stabilizing.



   

                   

Jim ?



   

                   

Twenty percent atmosphere.



   

                   

Hi.



   

                   

Welcome back.



   

                   

Thirty percent atmosphere.



   

                   

It worked ! Yes ! It worked !



   

                   

Way to go, everybody !

All right !



   

                   

Yeah !



   

                   

There's a lot of scarring out here.

I'm gonna check for other punctures.



   

                   

Orbital insertion

proximity alert.



   

                   

Orbital insertion

proximity alert.



   

                   

Negative, Woody. That is a negative.

You have to get back inside.



   

                   

We have to do our checklist

for orbital insertion.



   

                   

Copy. I'm on my way.



   

                   

Hello, beautiful.



   

                   

Prepare to initiate burn.

Prepare to initiate burn.



   

                   

Okay, we're ready

to light this candle.



   

                   

Go/no go for braking burn

and M.O.I. Engines.



   

                   

- On-line.

- Go.



   

                   

- Systems.

- On-line.



   

                   

- Go.

- Nav.



   

                   

- On-line.

- We are go for the burn.



   

                   

I am fuelling engines.



   

                   

Flow charge on-line.

Flow charger activated.



   

                   

Optimum angle ofentry

in minus seven degrees.



   

                   

Countdown to initiate

burn for orbital insertion.



   

                   

Six.



   

                   

Five.



   

                   

Orbital insertion proximity alert.



   

                   

- Four.

- Optimum insertion angle approaching.



   

                   

Jim ?



   

                   

Three.



   

                   

Optimum insertion angle imminent.



   

                   

Two.



   

                   

- One.

- Let's go to Mars.



   

                   

Jesus !



   

                   

Attitude incorrect.



   

                   

Shut down the engines.



   

                   

Engines negative. No response.

I have got no attitude control.



   

                   

- Manual separation.

- Negative. The control module...



   

                   

doesn't have enough thrust

to correct this rotation.



   

                   

We're too steep.

We're falling into the atmosphere.



   

                   

Christ, at this angle

we're gonna burn up.



   

                   

- How much time we got, Phil ?

- I don't know. Three minutes ?

I don't know.



   

                   

- Where's the REMO ?

- The resupply module ? Why ?

There's no way to link up.



   

                   

Where is it ?



   

                   

Resupply module located.

Resupply module located.



   

                   

- It's close.

- How close ?



   

                   

- I don't know.

- Figure it out.



   

                   

- We don't have time, Phil.

Figure it out now.

-Jim, we're dead stick.



   

                   

There's no way to maneuver

this ship into linkup.



   

                   

Not theship.

Justus. We go E. V.A.



   

                   

- You want us to transfer in suits ?

- Ifwe don't make it--



   

                   

- Ifwe miss the REMO--

- There's no other choice.



   

                   

Phil, howclose ?



   

                   

lntersection orbit with REMO.



   

                   

Course intersectionplotted.



   

                   

One kilometer.

That's the best I can do.



   

                   

Prepare to abandon ship.



   

                   

Let's go!



   

                   

- What are you looking for?

- Earth.



   

                   

Hey.



   

                   

When we get back home, we really

will have to try this out in the sim.



   

                   

How are we doing

on the fuel, Woody ?



   

                   

I'm at    percent.



   

                   

I don't see the REMO.



   

                   

There it is.

Forty-five left, forty-five down.



   

                   

Oh, Jesus. She's not 

where I thought she'd be.



   

                   

- We're gonna miss her.

- What do you think ?



   

                   

You can't catch it.

Not like this.



   

                   

Use the tether. You'll have one, maybe

two shots before she's out of reach.



   

                   

Negative. It's toorisky.

If we miss it, we gotnothin'.



   

                   

I'll leave you the gun.

Run a line out to the REMO.



   

                   

I got enough fuel

left for that.



   

                   

- You'll be goin' too fast.

- I'll aim to overshoot.



   

                   

I'll brake like hell and arc it in.

Piece of cake.



   

                   

I'll see you

in a flash.



   

                   

Unhook me.



   

                   

Good to go.



   

                   

Okay, I'm on a path to overshoot.

I'm going to take the edge off.



   

                   

I'm out of fuel.

Coming in hot. Still long.



   

                   

Abandoning the unit.

I'll brake with suit jets.



   

                   

Jesus. Jesus.



   

                   

Suit jets gone.

I'm gonna make contact.



   

                   

- What velocity ?

- Impact's gonna be a little rough.



   

                   

- At what velocity ?

- Thirty-two.



   

                   

I'm gonna use the gun

to slowyou.



   

                   

- If you slow me, I'll fall short.

- It's too fast, Woody.



   

                   

No choice ! I'll be okay.

Here we go !



   

                   

Gotcha.



   

                   

Woody !



   

                   

Woody !



   

                   

Woody! Woody!



   

                   

Woody!



   

                   

- Woody!

- No, no, no, no, no. No, no, no.



   

                   

- Terri.

- What ?



   

                   

Take the gun.



   

                   

Take it.



   

                   

Phil, hang on.

Go !



   

                   

- Woody, what'syour status ?

- Well, uh,



   

                   

my suitjets are gone, and I'm still

carrying a good deal of velocity.



   

                   

Soon as we get hooked up,

I'll come getyou.



   

                   

I'd have to say negative on that,Jim.



   

                   

- Negative on the transmission ?

- No, I heard ya.

Negative on the maneuver.



   

                   

- I am not retrievable.

- Woody, you're not going that fast.



   

                   

Well, it all comes down

to the amount of fuel, honey.



   

                   

Suit jets are designed

for attitude control, not travel.



   

                   

- Retrieval just won't work.

- Well, it's gotta work.



   

                   

Hey, listen. I don't like it

any more than you do.



   

                   

- Run the numbers,Jim.

- I am.



   

                   

You hang tight, Woody.



   

                   

We'll get in the REMO,

drop her down and come scoopyou up.



   

                   

- Sounds good,Jim.

- It's gonna take half an hour...



   

                   

to get the REMO reoriented. Woody will

be in the atmosphere by then !



   

                   

Then we'll just have to

get her moving faster.



   

                   

- We don't have time.

- Listen to Jim, honey.

It's a good plan.



   

                   

No.

We're gonna come getyou.



   

                   

- Okay, get ready for brakes.

- Come on, now.



   

                   

- On my mark. Three, two, one.

- You can do it! You can do it!



   

                   

- Come on! Come on!

- Mark.



   

                   

Yeah! Yeah!



   

                   

- Everybody good ?

- We're on,Jim.



   

                   

Way to go. Way to go.

Good job.



   

                   

All right. There won't be

enough room for us inside.



   

                   

Soon as I get the hatch open,

let's start dumping the cargo.



   

                   

- Copy that. Hang on, Woody.

- Will do, Jim.



   

                   

Hello, beautiful.



   

                   

- Come on.

- All right. It's open.



   

                   

Terri, no !



   

                   

Terri ! Come back !



   

                   

- You'll never make it!

- Terri, what are you doing ?



   

                   

I'll tell you what I'm not doing, Woody.

I'm not gonna watch you die.



   

                   

- Terri.

- You'd do the same for me.



   

                   

Phil, get inside, dump the cargo

and start the systems. Now !



   

                   

- No, I wouldn't.

Not if it was impossible.

- I can do it !



   

                   

No, you can't! You don't have enough

fuel to come get me and get us back.



   

                   

Listen to me, goddam it.



   

                   

- You have to stop,

and you have to stop now.

- He's right, Terri.



   

                   

It's no use.



   

                   

Okay, honey.



   

                   

You gotta go back now.



   

                   

The hell I do.



   

                   

Yeah.



   

                   

What are you doing ?



   

                   

I'm gonna jet in

a little closer and try again.



   

                   

Terri, you spend any fuel

getting closer, you won't get back.



   

                   

And if anyone tries to get you,

they'll die too.



   

                   

Honey, please.



   

                   

Please go back.



   

                   

Go back and help the others

to the surface.



   

                   

I am not losing you !



   

                   

I can't let you do it.



   

                   

I can't let you die.

I'm sorry.



   

                   

Wait.

What are you doing ?



   

                   

- I Love you, honey.

- Woody !



   

                   

No! No!



   

                   

- God, how I love you.

- Woody! Don't!



   

                   

Woody! Woody!



   

                   

Woody ! Don't !

No !



   

                   

No !

Please, God, no !



   

                   

Woody.



   

                   

Woody.



   

                   

Come back, Terri.

He's gone.



   

                   

No.



   

                   

- No !

- Terri.



   

                   

- We need you.

- Woody.



   

                   

No.



   

                   

No. No.



   

                   

No.



   

                   

No.



   

                   

Please, Terri.



   

                   

Come back.



   

                   

Ray, we've got some

new data just coming in.



   

                   

Wejust--

It doesn't make any sense.



   

                   

We're not sure

how to read this.



   

                   

- Data ?

- Yes.



   

                   

Telemetry reports the REMO left its

orbit and reached the Martian surface.



   

                   

- Crashed ?

- No, sir.



   

                   

- Under power.

- What ?



   

                   

Sixty-three minutes

after Mars Recovery went off-line.



   

                   

Sir, the graph shows

a controlled descent,

but that doesn't make any sense.



   

                   

They used the REMO

as a lander.



   

                   

It's-- It's jim McConnell.

It's got to be.



   

                   

Nobody else could have pulled this off.

Nobody else.



   

                   

Son of a bitch.



   

                   

I've got access to the E.R.V.

I'm going to go inside.



   

                   

Terri, is the oxygen generator okay ?



   

                   

Yeah. It's gonna take a while to get it

back to      percent capacity, though.



   

                   

Okay, I'm

entering the hab.



   

                   

There's still

oxygen in here.



   

                   

This is

a little spooky.



   

                   

I don't like the dark...

at all.



   

                   

Need some lights.

Need some lights.



   

                   

Okay.



   

                   

Where are we ?



   

                   

Here we go.



   

                   

E.R.V. appears to be

structurally intact.



   

                   

Yeah, but just as we thought,

the computers are fried.



   

                   

Copy that.



   

                   

I got busted fi lters here.

Clogged intakes.



   

                   

Hell of a cleanup job,

but so far, no major damage.



   

                   

I'm in the greenhouse.



   

                   

You gotta see this.



   

                   

What is it,Jim ?



   

                   

It's working.



   

                   

I'llbe damned.



   

                   

Luke.



   

                   

You're not here !

You are not here !



   

                   

Your wife is Debra !



   

                   

- Your son is Bobby!

- No !



   

                   

You're reading

Treasure lsland with him.



   

                   

Luke--



   

                   

It's all right.

It's me.



   

                   

-Jim ?

- Yeah.



   

                   

No, wait !

No, no, no, wait, wait !



   

                   

He's all right.

He's all right.



   

                   

Phil.



   

                   

Terri.



   

                   

Jim--Jim, what are you--

What are you doing here ?



   

                   

You're not supposed to be-- You're not

supposed to be here. How are you here ?



   

                   

- How are you here ?

- This is a rescue mission.



   

                   

Woody wanted me

right seat.



   

                   

I can't--



   

                   

I can't believe--



   

                   

Well, where is he ?

Where's Woody ?



   

                   

He didn't make it.



   

                   

God.



   

                   

Ohh. Ohh.



   

                   

Oh, no. No.



   

                   

Oh, God.

Oh, no.



   

                   

Well, it works, you know ?

I give them...



   

                   

CO  and light,

and they give me oxygen and food.



   

                   

It's-- It's actually

not a bad arrangement.



   

                   

It's like a marriage, really,

except not as many-- not as many fights.



   

                   

- I mean, some fights.

- Luke.



   

                   

Tell us

what happened here.



   

                   

We fi red the radar,



   

                   

and it-- it came and...

they all died.



   

                   

They all--

They all died.



   

                   

W-What do you mean ?

What came ?



   

                   

The force came out of the top

of the mountain and-- and-- and...



   

                   

everybody died,

but I was spared.



   

                   

Why ? Why ?



   

                   

Ithad to be

forareason.



   

                   

And then all of a sudden,

I knew the reason why.



   

                   

It's so someone would be left

to figure out the secret.



   

                   

You know, it's--



   

                   

J-J -Just come.



   

                   

Just come, come, come, come.

Come, come.



   

                   

Is itjust me, or is he

a few meal packs short of a picnic ?



   

                   

Long-term exposure to low gravity

can have an adverse impact on the brain.



   

                   

Or then, he could be suffering

from some form of asphyxia.



   

                   

Or maybe his whole crew died, and he's

been marooned alone on Mars for a year.



   

                   

It's a miracle

he survived this long.



   

                   

I'd better bring him

up to speed.



   

                   

Great. Great.

Great, great, great, great.



   

                   

So, let me be sure

I understand this.



   

                   

Your ship blew up

with all its supplies,



   

                   

then you emptied

all the cargo out of the REMO,

and it was totalled on landing.



   

                   

You got no food,

no water,



   

                   

no spare oxygen.



   

                   

Nothing other than what

I'm looking at right here.



   

                   

What k-- What kind

of rescue mission is this,Jim ?



   

                   

- That kind.

- Check it out.



   

                   

New nav boards

for the E.R.V.



   

                   

I got four round-trip tickets,

baby, right in here.



   

                   

Thank you, God.



   

                   

Oh, thank God.



   

                   

When I came to and

dug myself out of the sand,

my faceplate was cracked.



   

                   

It was... Ieaking,

leaking badly.



   

                   

I barely made it

back to base.



   

                   

It was weeks before I could work up

the nerve to go back out there...



   

                   

and look for--



   

                   

and look

for their bodies.



   

                   

Renee was the only one

I could find, but itjust...



   

                   

didn't seem right somehow

tojust dig one grave.



   

                   

Oh, God.



   

                   

- Has it been blowin'

like this for a while ?

- Yeah.



   

                   

We saw a big storm on our screens,



   

                   

butMickersaid

it was turningsouth.



   

                   

Ifit holds course.



   

                   

Luke, this--



   

                   

this whatever it was--

this-- this force--



   

                   

You said it came directly

out of the top of the mountain ?



   

                   

Don't you believe me ?



   

                   

That's okay, Jim.



   

                   

You don't believe me, that's okay.

But I'm not crazy, I know that much.



   

                   

- I'm not crazy.

- What'd you mean by its "secret" ?

What secret ?



   

                   

Listen, hundreds of millions of years

have gone by, okay ? You've got erosion,



   

                   

Iava flow, sand storms,

meteor impacts.



   

                   

Hell, in that time the whole surface

of the planet would have changed,



   

                   

so it's no wonder

we never saw it before.



   

                   

I mean, we saw it,

but not like they meant us to.



   

                   

There was too much

dirt on it.



   

                   

Saw what, Luke ?



   

                   

Saw this.



   

                   

Jesus.



   

                   

Oh, my God.

Luke, what are you trying to tell us ?



   

                   

- Are you trying to tell us

that's a face ?

- That's the face.



   

                   

It's the face. It's real.



   

                   

Somebody put that thing there,

andit's notus.



   

                   

Jim--



   

                   

It's not possible.



   

                   

Jesus.



   

                   

- Look at that.

- My God.



   

                   

I know.



   

                   

Luke, what about that sound

you heard before the explosion ?



   

                   

Oh, yeah, good,Jim.

That's the key. That's the key.



   

                   

You hear that ?



   

                   

Yeah.



   

                   

- Those pauses.

Do you hear the pauses ?

- Mm-hmm.



   

                   

See, that's what made me

realize it's a pattern.



   

                   

It's a repeating pattern.



   

                   

- Mathematical ?

- Mm-hmm. That occurred to me too.



   

                   

There are distinctblocks

within eachpattern,



   

                   

and within each block,

the tones come in groups of three.



   

                   

It's three-three-three,

three-three-three.

Always three-three-three.



   

                   

It's always thesame.

Formonths, lstruggled toanalyze it,



   

                   

trying different constructs,

and then I thought about dimensions.



   

                   

- X-Y-Z coordinate.

- Exactly. Three groups

equals three dimensions.



   

                   

So l-l assigned different graphic values

to each block, group and tone,



   

                   

and I came up with this.



   

                   

- Hello.

- Oh, my God.



   

                   

Is that what I think it is ?



   

                   

- DNA.

- You see it ?



   

                   

Yeah.

It's a model of DNA.



   

                   

So--So somebody

left that thing here. Okay.



   

                   

Somebody other than human.



   

                   

But, uh,

what is it ?



   

                   

It's a signature.



   

                   

It's a self-portrait

ofwhatever species created the face.



   

                   

Yeah, but that DNA

looks human.



   

                   

No, it's not. It's missing

the last pair of chromosomes, see ?



   

                   

- lt's close. It's damn close.

- Close ?



   

                   

The difference between

man and ape is less than

three percent genetic material.



   

                   

But that three percent

gives you Einstein, Mozart.



   

                   

Jack the Ripper.



   

                   

Yeah, he's right.



   

                   

Four pallets,

oral, topical medications,



   

                   

splints, bandages,

one complete med pack.



   

                   

With eight tubes

of antifungal cream.



   

                   

Well, at least we won't

rash to death.



   

                   

Luke.



   

                   

- How do you feel ?

- Lighter.



   

                   

- A lot lighter.

- Welcome back.



   

                   

Thanks, man.



   

                   

The backup generator is salvageable.

So are two of the solar panels.



   

                   

I'm pretty sure I can get the oxygen

still back into production.



   

                   

So we're not in

such bad shape, considering.



   

                   

That's good, Terri.



   

                   

Good work.



   

                   

Jesus.



   

                   

Look at this.

Phil's idea of absolute essentials.



   

                   

Ofcourse.



   

                   

Hey, hey, hey !

Hey !



   

                   

My baby.



   

                   

It's not a signature.



   

                   

What ?



   

                   

The noise from the face.

It's not a signature.



   

                   

It's a test.

It's asking us for the right answer.



   

                   

It wants us to put in

the missing pair ofchromosomes.



   

                   

- Why ?

- To prove that we're human.



   

                   

We fi red radar into that thing,

concentrated radio waves,

and you're saying--



   

                   

Which it interpreted

as the wrong answer.



   

                   

It's-- It could be like

a security alarm.

When it gets an incorrect response,



   

                   

it defends itself.



   

                   

So what happens when it

gets the right answer ?



   

                   

Well,



   

                   

I don't know that,

Phil.



   

                   

But we gotta find out.



   

                   

Luke, what ifwe

work this the otherway ?



   

                   

We figure out which tones would be

equivalent to the missing chromosomes,



   

                   

and then dub them into

your recording of the signal.



   

                   

- Is that possible ?

- Yeah.



   

                   

- Yeah, l-l think so.

- Good, good, good.



   

                   

What about the radar gun ?

Will it accept the input...



   

                   

so we can transmit

a completed signal back to the face ?



   

                   

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Hold on, Jim.



   

                   

What if you're wrong ?



   

                   

Whoever

goes out there--



   

                   

I mean, what if you're wrong ?

Three people have already

died over that thing.



   

                   

Four.



   

                   

Terri.



   

                   

Ifwe leave here without getting

some answers, they all died in vain.



   

                   

We don't--



   

                   

We don't have to

go out there.



   

                   

Got a lot of static here.

Something's interfering.



   

                   

Yeah. The antenna got knocked

around pretty badly in the blast.



   

                   

This is the best resolution

I thinkwe're gonna be able to get.



   

                   

All right, guys.

I got the nav boards.



   

                   

I'm sealing the air lock.



   

                   

- Check the video feed.

- Video feed looks good.



   

                   

- How close do we have to get ?

- I'm not sure.



   

                   

Maybe I'll stop it

right over there by that rock.



   

                   

Do it. Good.



   

                   

Okay.

Here we go.



   

                   

Look at that, Jim.



   

                   

It worked.

Oh, God, it worked.



   

                   

Guys, I don't know

what the hell wejust did,



   

                   

but does that look to you

like a hostile gesture ?



   

                   

No. More like

an invitation.



   

                   

Oranothertest.



   

                   

- Check for radiation.

- Normal.



   

                   

Seismic normal.

Anemometer steady.



   

                   

Luke, does the rover

still work ?



   

                   

Phil, do you read ?



   

                   

Yeah,Jim. Your signal's breaking up

a little in the storm, but I read you.



   

                   

We're at the face.



   

                   

We're gonna need a few minutes here.

Same deadline.



   

                   

Launch at       with or without us.

Copy ?



   

                   

Copy that.



   

                   

Jim, you sure

you want to do this ?



   

                   

I'm not sure

about anything any more.



   

                   

But I didn't come      million miles

just to turn back in the last ten feet.



   

                   

Yeah.



   

                   

Please work.



   

                   

This is gonna work.



   

                   

Yes. Yes.

Computers are on-line.



   

                   

I am going to start

loading software.



   

                   

The surface... seems firm and level.



   

                   

Roger that.



   

                   

- The texture's smooth.

- I've got good footing.



   

                   

No obstructions.



   

                   

Let's check our P.S.I.



   

                   

Guys, I gotta tell you--



   

                   

We're losing visibility here

really fast. Over.



   

                   

It's solid. We're trapped.



   

                   

Don't move.

Just keep this orientation.



   

                   

Guys ?



   

                   

Luke ? Terri ? Jim ?



   

                   

Phil, can you

still hear me ?



   

                   

Is anyone there ?

Over.



   

                   

God. That's it.



   

                   

There's no handles. We're not gettin'

out ofhere unless they let us out.



   

                   

-Jim, whatare you doing ?

- What are you doing ?

Stop it ! Stop it !



   

                   

- You're depressurizing !

- Seal your suit now !



   

                   

- There's pressure in here.

- Above Mars atmospheric.



   

                   

It's impossible.



   

                   

We're millions of miles from Earth

inside a giant white face.



   

                   

What's impossible ?



    

                   

There's    P.S.I.

in here.



    

                   

Nitrogen and oxygen.



    

                   

Otherwise known as air.



    

                   

Hey, wait Jim. I haven't checked for

lethal trace gases, and I haven't--



    

                   

What the hell.



    

                   

Look.



    

                   

- Is that what I think it is ?

- Yeah. It's Mars.



    

                   

That's where they went.



    

                   

Look. One stayed behind.



    

                   

Earth.

Before the continents separated.



    

                   

My God. That's it.



    

                   

Hundreds of millions of years ago, there

was a sudden explosion of life on Earth.



    

                   

The first multi-celled plants

and animals appeared.



    

                   

No one has ever understood

why or how it happened.



    

                   

They seeded Earth.



    

                   

They seeded Earth.



    

                   

They're us.



    

                   

We're them.



    

                   

Luke ? Terri ? Jim ?

Anyone ?



    

                   

E.R.V. to rover.

Rover, this is E.R.V.



    

                   

Does anyone copy ?

Does anyone copy ?



    

                   

E.R. V. torover. Rover, this is E.R. V.



    

                   

- Do you copy ?

- Phil ?



    

                   

- Oh, thank God.

- Phil, we read you.



    

                   

Listen, this storm is

getting really bad.



    

                   

It's going to totally sock us in in

a few minutes. You've got to get back.



    

                   

- Phil ?

- I repeat.. You've got to

getback to theship.



    

                   

Phil ?



    

                   

We're in a ship.



    

                   

This... is a ship.



    

                   

And the...

countdown's already started.



    

                   

- He's right.

- Yeah.



    

                   

Yeah, let's get

the hell outta here.



    

                   

Jim ? Jim ?



    

                   

Come on,

we gotta go.



    

                   

- I'm not comin' with you.

- What ?



    

                   

What are you

talking about ?



    

                   

You've gotta get home.



    

                   

That's where I'm going.



    

                   

Don'tyou see ?



    

                   

That's-- That's what

all this is for.



    

                   

Terri, you were right.

This is an invitation.



    

                   

This is aninvitation

for us to follow them home.



    

                   

I'm going.



    

                   

It's what

I was born for.



    

                   

Like Maggie said.



    

                   

To stand

on a new world and...



    

                   

and look beyond it

to the next one.



    

                   

I know this is right...

for me.



    

                   

You're running

out of time.



    

                   

You gotta get back to the E.R.V.,

and you gotta get off this planet.



    

                   

Thank you for

saving my life, buddy.



    

                   

It was a privilege.



    

                   

I wish Woody were here

to see you.



    

                   

He is here, Terri.



    

                   

We wouldn't have made it

without him.



    

                   

He would have

wanted you to have this.



    

                   

E.R.V. to rover.

Rover, this is E.R.V. Do you copy ?



    

                   

E.R.V. to Rover.

Rover, this is E.R.V. Do you read me ?



    

                   

Phil, this is Luke.

Do you copy ?



    

                   

- He's not reading me.

- I can barely read you.



    

                   

- Let's get the hell out ofhere.

- Yeah.



    

                   

I've lost

the base camp beacon.



    

                   

- We're driving blind.

- I'm just going to keep going

on a straight line, okay ?



    

                   

That's our only chance.



    

                   

-      Terri. We're notgonnamake it.

- No.



    

                   

I've worked with Phil for four years,

and I knowJim gave him a direct order,



    

                   

but he is not

gonna leave without us.



    

                   

Please. Luke ?



    

                   

Terri ? Jim ?



    

                   

E.R.V. to rover.

Rover, this is E.R.V. Do you read me ?



    

                   

Phil, do you read?



    

                   

This is Luke. We're coming in.

Phil ?



    

                   

- Phil ?

- Phil isn't here right now.



    

                   

He, uh, left for Earth

five minutes ago !



    

                   

Please leave a message

after the beep !



    

                   

Where is jim ?



    

                   

He caught another ride.



    

                   

- Dear God, look at that.

- Is that him ?



    

                   

Have a great ride, Jim.







  

  

  

 
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