Skill Level Appropriate for all
(dramatic synth music) - [Houston] Frank, you awake? Come on, buddy.
I know you're out there. (dramatic synth music) Frank? - [Frank] Come again, Houston.
- [Houston] Put your ears on. - You guys send somebody to pick me up yet? - [Houston] Negative, Frank. We have a situation here. I'm showing a warning light on your number two console. Confirm. - Affirmative, Houston. - [Houston] You've got an energy spike in your field sensor. Do you see anything out of the spacecraft? How's your O2 level looking? (booster firing) - Starboard booster's just activated at impulse.
Houston? (console beeping) No visual on alert and starboard boosters have auto activated. - [Houston] Roger that, Frank. Bag heads down here telling me you probably won't be able to see anything just yet. - See anything? (radio static) - [Houston] Unable to pinpoint your exact location 'til now. - Come again, Houston. - [Houston] You're off course.
Way off course. These guys tell me that ah... - [Frank] Tom? - [Tom] They think you're in line with Zastirius A star. - [Frank] What? How long was I asleep? I'm activating emergency thrusters. - [General] Commander, this is General Albertson. Not fu-- - Houston? (transmission cutting in and out) General? - [General] Do not fire the secondaries. - I'm being dragged into a black hole. - [General] I need you to understand what you're about to do.
You fire those secondaries, your ship will tear apart. You'll die, Frank. Son, listen to me. You can blow those boosters and then, well, you can do what you were trained to do. Break the net over gathering up your ship and SIN sensors are already off the chart. You're already deeper in space than any man has been. Not a bad way to go out. Whatever you choose to do, son.
(soft dramatic strings music) - I have a wife. - [General] I know you do, son. Tom's getting her online so you can talk with her. Frank? - Yeah.
- [General] If it gets to be too much, take your pill. (ship rumbling) (console beeping) - [Wife] Frank? - [Frank] Martha? - [Martha] Honey, are you okay? - I'm fine, baby.
- [Martha] Are they sending someone out soon? (soft dramatic music) - [Frank] Marty? - [Martha] I'm here. - [Frank] Just know no matter what. - [Martha] Oh, god Frank. - [Frank] Still, no matter what. I love you more than anything.
You know that? - [Martha] Yeah. (ship rumbling loudly) (dramatic synth music) - [Martha] Frank? Frank? Frank? Frank? (speakers talking over each other) Are they sending someone out soon? Are they sending someone out soon? Are they sending someone out soon? - [General] You'll die, Frank.
You'll die, Frank. You'll die, Frank. - [Martha] Don't baby talk me, Frank. Don't baby talk me, Frank. What's going on? What did you see? What did you see? What did you see? Are they coming to get you? Are they coming to get you? (screaming) (heavy breathing)