Kowalski
Houston, I have a bad feeling about this mission.
Mission Control
Please expand.
Kowalski
Okay, let me tell you a story. It was '96, I'd been up here 42 days. Every time I passed over Texas, I'd look down, knowing that Mrs. Kowalski, was looking up, thinking of me. Six weeks I'm blowing kisses to that woman. Then we land at Edwards and I find out she's run off with some lawyer, so I packed my car and I headed to...
Mission Control
Tijuana. You've told this story, Kowalski. As Houston recalls, she took off in your '74 GTO. Engineering requests a fuel status on the jetpack prototype.
Kowalski
Five hours off the reservation, and I show 30% drain. My compliments to Engineering. Except for a slight malfunction in the nulling of the roll axis, this jetpack is one prime piece of thrust.
Mission Control
Engineering says thank you.
Kowalski
Tell them I still prefer my '67 Corvette, though. Speaking of which, did I ever tell you...
Mission Control
We know the Corvette story, Matt.
Kowalski
Even Engineering?
Mission Control
Especially Engineering. We're going to miss you, Matt.
Kowalski
Houston, I have a bad feeling about this mission.
Mission Control
Please elaborate.
Kowalski
It's the same feeling I had about Mardi Gras in 1987.
Mission Control
That is affirmative. Surprisingly, Control hasn't heard the Mardi Gras story. Please proceed.
Kowalski
Well, it's day one and I'm bumping my way down Bourbon Street looking for a sister of a friend of mine. The streets are full of people, I'm thinking there's no way I'm gonna find this girl...
Ryan
Proceeding to override.
Kowalski
Then all of a sudden, I look up, and there she is, and I'm about to yell out and I see she's holding hands with a short hairy guy in board shorts and a Margaritaville shirt. And then I realize that this guy is not a guy, that my girl is holding hands with a—
Mission Control
ISS, this is Houston. Explorer, this is Houston.
Explorer Captain: Go ahead, Houston.
Mission Control
Mission abort. Repeat, mission abort. Initiate emergency disconnect from Hubble. Begin re-entry procedure. ISS, initiate emergency evacuation.
Explorer Captain: Copy all, Houston, and in work. Matt, immediate return to Explorer. Repeat, immediate return to Explorer.
Kowalski
Copy, Explorer, prep airlock.
Explorer Captain: Airlock engaged. Ready to receive.
Kowalski
Houston, elaborate.
Mission Control
Debris from the missile strike has caused a chain reaction, hitting other satellites and creating new debris. Travelling faster than a high-speed bullet up towards your altitude. How copy?
Kowalski
Copy all. [to Ryan] Put a bow on it, Dr. Stone.
Ryan
I can't. The board is still initializing.
Kowalski
I'm not gonna ask you again.
Ryan
One second.
Kowalski
Not one second, now. Shut it down. That's an order!
Ryan
Okay, I'm sorry. I'm sorry, I'm done, I'm done.
Explorer Captain: Kowalski, initiate emergency disconnect from the Hubble.
Kowalski
[thrusts himself to the base of the Hubble]
All right, Shariff, let's do this.
Shariff
Roger, Matt.
Kowalski
Houston, update.
Mission Control
Well, we have a full-on chain reaction. It's been confirmed that it's the unintentional side effect of the Russians striking one of their own satellites.
Shariff
They shot down their own satellite?
Kowalski
Right of disposal. Most likely a spy sat gone bad. Now it's shrapnel. Explorer, ready to disengage H.S.T.
Explorer Captain: Locks releasing in three, two, one.
Mission Control
[The locks attaching the Hubble to Explorer release. Matt and Shariff give the Hubble a push away from the cargo bay]
Explorer, new data coming through.
Kowalski
What's the blowback, Houston?
Mission Control
It's not good. Most of our systems are gone. Debris chain reaction is out of control and rapidly expanding. Multiple satellites are down and they keep on falling.
Kowalski
Define multiple satellites.
Mission Control
Most of them are gone. Telecommunication systems are dead. Expect a communications blackout at any moment.
Ryan
Kowalski, visual of debris at nine o'clock.
Kowalski
Half of North America just lost their Facebook.
Mission Control
Explorer, repeat, expect a communications blackout at any moment.
Explorer Captain: Copy that, Houston.
Kowalski
[A piece of a BSE satellite, spirals toward them]
Explorer, this is Kowalski, confirming visual contact with debris, debris is from a BSE sat.
Shariff
Heads up!
Kowalski
[More debris begins hurtling by at high speeds]
To repeat, I have—
Ryan
Dr. Stone requesting faster transport.
Kowalski
We have to go, we have to go, go, go!
Mission Control
Kennedy reports meteorological conditions no-go for re-entry— [transmission cuts off]
Explorer Captain: Houston, Explorer. Copy.
Ryan
Explorer, Dr. Stone requesting faster transport to bay area. Explorer, do you copy?
Kowalski
Explorer, permission to retrieve Dr. Stone.
Explorer Captain: You are a go, Kowalski. Houston, this is Explorer, copy? We've lost Houston. We've lost Houston.
Kowalski
[Kowalski thrusts himself over to Ryan]
Unstrap. Look, we need to get the hell out of here.
Shariff
Need some help there, Matt?
Kowalski
No, don't wait for us.
Ryan
[A piece of debris strikes Shariff in the head, killing him instantly]
It's stuck!
Kowalski
Man down! Man down!
Explorer Captain: Houston, this is Explorer, copy? Houston, this is Explorer, copy? Kowalski, report—
Kowalski
[A large piece of debris pierces strikes the right wing of Explorer, shattering it, and the shuttle begins to roll, carrying Ryan with it]
Explorer has been hit! Explorer, do you read? Explorer, over? Explorer!
Kowalski
[Another piece of debris hits the robotic arm and detaches it from the shuttle. The broken piece of the arm spins away with Ryan attached to it]
Astronaut is off structure, Dr. Stone is off structure! Dr. Stone, detach!
Dr. Stone
No!
Kowalski
You must detach. If you don't detach, that arm's gonna carry you too far. Listen to my voice! You need to focus!
Ryan
I can't!
Kowalski
I'm losing visual of you. In a few seconds I won't be able to track you. You need to detach. I can't see you anymore! Do it now!
Ryan
I'm trying, I'm trying...
Kowalski
[Ryan detaches herself from the arm and is sent hurtling into the void of space]
Houston, I've lost visual of Dr. Stone. Houston, I've lost visual of Dr. Stone.
