Dr. Stone, do you copy? Repeat, do you copy?
Yes! Yes! I copy, I'm here.
Flash your light so I can see you.
There you are. Hang tight. Report your status.
I'm fine.
Your status. Give me your readings
3.5 psi, I think.
Give me your O2.
It's going down fast, 9... no, 8%.
All right, you're breathing too fast. You're burning oxygen, and we don't want to do that. We want to relax. Copy?
Sorry, yes. Copy.
I'm nearly there.
Please hurry.
You can holster that torch, Dr. Stone.
Right, sorry.
[Ryan slips the light back into her side pouch just as Kowalski appears as if from nowhere and grabs her]
Gotcha. All right, now I'm going to tether you to me. I know you never realized how devastatingly good looking I am. But I need you to stop staring and help me with the tether. Okay?
Okay. Okay. Okay. Okay, I got it.
[clips his tether to Ryan]
All right, here we go. Now to clear you from the jets, I'm gonna give you a little push.
No, no, no, no--!
A nudge.
No, no, no, no, no, damn it, no!
[The tether tenses and she stops nine feet away from Kowalski]
See? Where you go, I go. Better. Let's get out of here.
I know what you mean.
Damn it!
You're burning oxygen. We're going back to the shuttle, how's that for a plan, copy?
****!
Right, copy that.
