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. [The locks attaching the Hubble to Explorer release. Matt and Shariff give the Hubble a push away from the cargo bay] Mission Control: 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. [A piece of a BSE satellite, spirals toward them] Kowalski: Explorer, this is Kowalski, confirming visual contact with debris, debris is from a BSE sat. Shariff: Heads up! [More debris begins hurtling by at high speeds] Kowalski: 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 thrusts himself over to Ryan] Kowalski: Unstrap. Look, we need to get the hell out of here. Shariff: Need some help there, Matt? Kowalski: No, don't wait for us. [A piece of debris strikes Shariff in the head, killing him instantly] Ryan: It's stuck! Kowalski: Man down! Man down! Explorer Captain: Houston, this is Explorer, copy? Houston, this is Explorer, copy? Kowalski, report— [A large piece of debris pierces strikes the right wing of Explorer, shattering it, and the shuttle begins to roll, carrying Ryan with it] Kowalski: Explorer has been hit! Explorer, do you read? Explorer, over? Explorer! [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] Kowalski: 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... [Ryan detaches herself from the arm and is sent hurtling into the void of space] Kowalski: Houston, I've lost visual of Dr. Stone. Houston, I've lost visual of Dr. Stone.

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