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.
