Avenue 5 (2020) s02e01 Episode Script

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Set portside jettison. Hit that baby!
We just jettisoned
from the portside airlocks.
We're gonna be home in six months, baby!
No, the whole point
is to jettison from the back of the ship
because that's what pushes you forwards.
You have knocked us off course.
Our new trajectory, eight years.
Don't touch my stuff!
stand on deck four.
Please report to reception.
Welcome.
Yeah, I have seen
the actual security footage.
- Of you?
- Yes. Yes.
Climbing into a dumpster like a raccoon?
Like like
an inebriated, sexy raccoon.
Ooh, my kind of raccoon.
The chicken's good.
- It's not bad, is it?
- Yeah.
When you think that it's just
reconstituted eel protein,
it's actually
it's actually all right.
But are the portions getting smaller?
No, I think you're just eating
it from farther away,
so it looks
But we've got enough
for, like, the next four weeks?
- Definitely.
- Yeah.
We've got beef and chicken
coming out of our ears.
Coming out of our eels, in fact.
Oh, I love it when you talk eels to me.
- Because I am captain
- Yeah?
anything I say
is automatically seductive.
- Hmm.
- Pass the salt.
Oh, yeah, condiment man.
Afraid grandma's not gonna make it.
Oh, poor grandma.
Honey, I'm filing for divorce.
Oh. I'm sorry. That was
Captain Blunder Gob strikes again.
No, no, it's okay. Ignore my face.
Charles is history. He jumped
ship a long time ago, so
I'm sorry, I'm just so
I'm so not match fit
at this kind of thing.
No, you really are.
I made these waffles this morning.
- And look at that.
- He's so funny.
- You got your batter.
- There he goes.
We got our ice cube tray for the mold.
Doing recipes out of bits of his cabin.
And pour the mixture
onto our preheated iron.
- The kids love his show.
- So do I.
- Do you?
- I absolutely love it.
It sounds crazy, but crazy happens
when you crank up the Frank.
And the kids, I'd love
to get to know them better.
Give them a tour of the ship.
Oh, my God, the kids would love that.
So maybe this could be
more than four weeks?
I think it could be a lot more
than four weeks.
Yeah.
- I think I should get this.
- Mm-hmm.
Hey, Ryan, uh,
this is just your daily reminder
to tell the passengers
that they're gonna be stuck
on this elegant space finger
for nearly a decade.
It's Matt.
You know, I'm going to put this
on do-not-disturb.
Well, they seem to be taking it well.
- What?
- Did he tell you?
Uh, no no, I was just
- Would you excuse me a moment?
- Sure.
It's time For a royal announcement ♪
- No, no, no.
- Oh, my God, what is it?
- Duty calls. Duty howls, in fact.
- Thank you.
You have to tell the truth, Ryan.
Should I use a more aggressive tack?
Because I find that British people
often respond better to abuse
than encouragement.
Now, look, Matt,
you telling me that my breath
smells like a cat's back passage
is not gonna make me tell them
any quicker.
Okay, just humor me.
Craptain Ryan, Craptain Lying.
Oh, is this You've started, have you?
- Mm-hmm.
- All right.
Yeah, you depressed,
anorexic Santa Claus.
- That's what you are.
- Mm-hmm.
How do you shave that face of lies?
- I use an electric.
- Yeah?
Well, you're a pissy little mummy's boy.
- Mummy's boy!
- My mother's dead.
Yes, because she hated you,
so she exploded.
- Hmm.
- Is this getting us anywhere?
- It's not, no, no.
- Okay.
I'll tell you why.
Because if I tell the passengers
that we are stuck up here
for another eight years
and the food is running out,
I'm gonna become the next
all-you-can-eat buffet.
I will tell them when I've seen
the food shortage plan
that Rav is working on.
Ping! Sounds like Rav's
food shortage plan is ready.
Yes, that is exactly
what me being here signifies
and presumably what that
pinging sound was about.
Oh, here's someone who knows
what a long time looks like.
Spike Martin, come join us please.
Yes, I certainly will.
Totally impromptu.
This is feeling to me
like an intervention.
Ryan, it's time to retract
your head from your ass.
- Don't be afraid of the truth.
- I'm not afraid of the truth.
I'm just afraid of it leaving my lips.
Jell-O in a shower cap mold.
Check out Frank's Kitchen
every day at 3:00.
It's home cooking, without the home.
Love that jiggle.
Food's taken a dive.
I had a one-season
four seasons pizza yesterday.
- Winter.
- Ah, the worst.
I like the food being
all the same color.
It's less confusing for my mouth.
- God, I miss real tomatoes.
- Tell me about it.
- I know, right?
- Tell me about it.
I am so desperate for
relatable vegetables myself.
I don't know how
you're still eating that.
- You have to stop.
- Well, the good news is,
is we only have to deal
with four more weeks of that.
I mean, Captain Ryan
would've told us if the trip
- is gonna be any longer.
- Yeah.
Unless he has a good reason
not to, which he doesn't.
Not that I'd know. Why are you asking?
- Isn't this your ship?
- What?
- Isn't this your ship?
- Ship
Yeah, name only.
You know, you could just as easily blame
Martin Luther King for king-sized beds.
- Blame him for kings.
- Or kings.
- Or sizes.
- Can I grab you?
Rav is ready with the food report
in the boardroom.
That sounds more like
a Ryan kind of thing.
I don't even know where the,
uh, boardroom is.
That's true,
I was in the boardroom once,
and Mr. Judd came in, and he said,
"Oh, what is this room?"
Um, I'm not good at whatever this
Your face What What are you doing?
Nothing. Like my role on this ship.
Well, I hear that it's good news
and that you will like it.
- I should take that.
- Later.
See you later.
What's the good news?
It's not good news,
and the boardroom is this way.
Don't patronize me, I know
where the fucking boardroom is.
Oh, my God.
Tomorrow, I'm cooking steak
in a trouser press.
Remember, folks,
anything can be a garnish
if you're brave enough.
Honey, I'm done filming my show!
It's not a show, Frank.
It's you on a video feed
making popcorn with a hairdryer.
God, I've been here for months.
When can I leave this cabin?
You know what? I'm done.
I'm done. It's time to get out of here.
- What? No!
- Let me go and talk to them.
- Honey, you can't!
- I can just
I can beg forgiveness.
I can be very, very humble
when I need to be.
Do you remember when I ran over
your sister's foot?
Karen, you knocked us off course
for eight years. They hate you.
- They hate me?
- I
Hate is such a strong word. Uh
Which is why it's so appropriate
for how they feel about you.
Okay?
I have to go bowling
with the guys. I'm going to see
if they're still drawing
your face on the pins.
Hey, I saw you making
them waffles. They looked good.
- Didn't they?
- Yeah.
I'm glad you watched.
We got to get you watching, man.
Come on.
Hey, new faces and some old ones
I haven't seen in so long,
they seem like new ones.
Just stop it, will you?
We're not buying it.
Buying what?
The whole "I don't know
what's going on" thing.
Is there something going on,
Ryan, that I don't know about?
Judd, shut your bit. Rav, let's hear it.
I've put some numbers into the model,
and the results are Whoo!
Relax, nobody's gonna shoot you.
You're just the messenger.
Oh, I'm sorry, I just get
quite nervous when I'm
nervous.
That's an eclectic outfit.
Are you trying to, uh,
flummox predators?
All right, well, I arrived on the ship
with a limited wardrobe,
so I had to borrow a few items
from the deceased.
And technically,
it's not even really borrowing
'cause it's unlikely
they'll want it back. They're
- Rav, the plan.
- Sorry, yes, okay.
Obviously, we're all aware
of the food
and resources shortage issue.
No.
I'm sorry. I really am dropping it now.
And so
The passengers will be split
into two groups.
The first group
the Guaranteed
will be fed.
The second group will be given
a chance to
manifest their own
destiny
sealed below deck.
What?
That's it? That's your plan?
That we turn half the passengers
into a screaming,
underfloor heating system?
Oh, this is going to put a stain
on my record.
We would obviously provide
them with some initial supplies,
seeds, sourdough cultures,
a urine filtration system.
And then to benefit the mental health
of the Guaranteed, we would
cease all communication with
- the Pioneers.
- "Pioneers"?
What Pioneers of what?
Pop-up cemeteries?
Okay, if you could just take
some of that rage
and direct it towards the model.
Did you know about this?
I knew that we would have to
make some difficult decisions.
I just didn't know
it'd be explained with stickers.
Why would people do this?
Uh, you said there'd be
no judgement here.
That was before you suggested
industrial slaughter.
I have a question. What the fuck?
Look, I don't like this,
but something's got to give.
- It's either die or die.
- I vote against Rav's plan.
Okay, but yeah, let's not call
Rav's plan "Rav's Plan."
- Okay, stop saying "Rav's plan."
- What would you prefer?
"Rav Mulcair's Festival of Murder"?
Look, is it not better
that half of us die quickly
than that all of us starve slowly,
- just to play devil's advocate?
- And that's okay, is it?
Advocating for the devil.
I'm not sure if you're aware,
Matt, but the devil's generally
agreed to be a bad egg.
Well, thanks, Rav.
Turns out it's not so easy, is it?
Raining blood on people's dreams?
You're gonna have to tell them
we're not going home in a month, Ryan.
Yes, that is something I do know.
Not going to do it.
You can't make me tell them.
I'm going to go and gargle
some bleach now,
so my voice box packs in.
No, that will actually kill you.
Added bonus.
If these are the Heavens,
Mr. Judd, are we then gods?
Or stardust returning home?
After a freak accident,
Avenue 5 is stuck in space,
but a new streaming drama
imagining life on the ship
is fuckin' hella trending.
Iris, turn around. Talk to me.
Let me see your lying face!
Is that what you wanted?
Who are you?
Now, we're gonna meet
a real-life survivor
and all-around girly boss
bad bitch, Iris Kimura.
Whoo!
- Hi, Dawn.
- Come on, some love!
Whoo-hoo! Whoo!
Your cough is the best.
The government has abandoned us,
and we need your
- Iris, spill the tea.
- Yeah.
Is the real Avenue 5 anything
like this new streaming drama?
Well, the real captain has a beard.
And, uh, I'm here.
- Yeah.
- You know, not in space, uh
I don't get it.
But but more importantly,
the government has abandoned us,
- and we need
- Don't fuck off while she's talking.
Stick around. In thirty minutes,
I will be unpacking a suitcase
I found on my driveway.
I love suitcases.
Back to Iris.
Uh, yes, the the government
has abandoned us,
so we need to fund a
Fuck the government.
Yes, John-The-Bap-Fist, uh,
I'm here to raise awareness,
- by which I mean money. And
- Show us your feet.
Really? Are they gonna
keep interrupting every time
Why are the comms down, Iris?
- I I don't know.
- Spit it, sister.
Well, because the comms are down,
- I don't It's hard to
- Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.
Why doesn't her face move?
I can move my face.
- Show 'em, Iris.
- No.
Do it.
Will she take
the cheese cracker challenge then?
- Yes.
- No. No.
How are the passengers
coping with the news
they're stuck for eight years?
Did they freak the fuck out?
They took it with dignity, StinkyRick.
I mean, I imagine. I wasn't there.
And also, the comms are down.
Right, but they know
they're stuck for eight years.
They they have been told.
Should we do the, uh, just do
the cracker challenge now,
- get it over with?
- She wants those crackers.
Question one.
If you could go back in time
and murder one historical figure,
who would it be?
Jay Leno.
I mean, you can only work
with the options you're given.
Mass death or selective death.
There's no vegan option. I'm sorry.
But I do think we owe it
to the passengers
to prepare them for the possibility
- that it's gonna be eight years.
- No.
- Let's utterly not do that.
- Yeah, I'm going to.
What the shaved dickens are you doing?
- Sir, hey.
- No!
We are doing a little survey
of the passengers
- Hi.
- about what they are
least looking forward to back on Earth.
There's nothing
I'm not looking forward to.
I hate it up here.
Breathing recycled farts.
Well, that was a lovely chat. Let's go.
No, no, no. Come on, come on.
Maybe there's a coworker
you work with, right?
Where you think, "Ugh,
if I didn't see that prick again
for eight years, that would be perfect."
What? Eight years?
That's a crazy number.
Sorry, what is this?
This? This is just a short,
one-question hypothetical.
That was great feedback.
Oh, you want some feedback?
The kettle in my cabin
stopped whistling.
It just splutters like
a sea otter being choked out.
Um, so there's a suggestion box
- on, um, deck five.
- 'Course there is.
- Off you go.
- Thanks.
The dumpling mold
is the pocket of your pants.
Just make sure
you're not wearing the pants.
Hey, Rav, what if we used Frank
to tell the passengers
about the eight years?
Frank, the guy who made
a haggis in a condom?
Yeah, it was delicious.
His show has reach, right?
We could use him
to help the passengers acclimate
to the coming blunder-fuck.
- Sorry about earlier.
- Which earlier?
Yeah, good point.
All of them, I suppose.
Everything all right with the eels?
Apart from the fact that we get
all our food from them.
Yeah, they're still
not reproducing at the rate
that we need them to,
so we may have to
stimulate reproduction.
Manually? Like
like they do with horses?
Yeah, not totally out of the question.
No, I would say that it is,
but that's because I'd always
imagined my fate hinging
on something nobler than wanking an eel.
But there you go.
Life is pain.
I've got to go and tell the passengers.
- You're what?
- Yep.
I'm going to tell them
that we're not going to get home
- for eight years.
- Really?
You're gonna do it? You
You You're gonna tell them?
I am resisting with every fiber
of my being,
which is how I know
it's the right thing to do.
Wow, that could be a mob.
Sweetie, you should go hide
in the bathroom.
Nice. Put the troll back in the cave.
- Hi.
- Hey.
Bit of an urgent situation.
We were wondering if you would
do some public outreach work
for us on your show.
Consider it done, of course.
Yeah, happy to.
- Well, thank you.
- Yeah, um
Hold on, why would you wanna use Frank?
- Oh, God.
- I mean, his audience must be tiny,
and I'm guessing most of them
watch it on mute, so
All right, sweetie, why don't you
maybe go take a nap or write
in your penance journal.
Okay?
Okay, the the passengers love Frank,
so we can use that to tell the people
that it's gonna be eight years
till we're back to Earth.
Everyone knows
we're eight years from Earth.
I mean, why would you pick at that scab?
Exactly, that's why we need
Frank to soften
- Wait, sorry.
- I'm sorry?
- You think the passengers know?
- Of course they know.
That's why Frank's bricked me up
in here,
- 'cause everybody blames me.
- Oh, my God.
- Hmm.
- You kept her in here?
Uh, kept kept is
That's a strong word.
It's it's like a shrouding.
Wait a minute.
The passengers don't know?
Ryan hasn't told them yet?
No, they think we're four weeks
from Earth because of you.
Karen, you could be out there
living like a GI
who liberated Paris right now
with garlands of flowers
and multiple STDs.
You told me
that I couldn't leave the cabin
because the passengers wanted
to use my sphincter as a hockey puck.
- Ooh.
- I was protecting her.
It's like, you know,
sometimes the best way
of protecting someone
- is by subjugating them.
- Oh, Frank.
Okay, but, Frank, the vow
is "to have and to hold," right?
- Not "hold hostage."
- It's always the quiet ones.
I just had the chance to be me.
- What?
- I know now that that was wrong.
I have to tell these guys the truth.
- Everybody needs to know.
- No! No, no, no.
No, look, I don't deal well with chaos!
Um, please, can somebody get me
a weighted blanket
and a red inhaler?
You're gonna be inhaling my red fist
if somebody
doesn't bring me Captain Ryan
- right here, right now!
- Help.
Wow, I am so proud of you.
Well, that's a first.
Yeah, it's like watching
my child learn how to walk.
But how you gonna tell 'em?
Uh, I was thinking very badly.
No, no, no. Come on.
You're gonna be great.
You want to rehearse
the whole thing with me?
No thanks. You don't rehearse
expelling kidney stones.
No, I just, uh, I've got to go
in there and just do it.
Yes. You just got to do it.
You just got to take the leap,
- and you got to just do it!
- I'm going to do it!
You tell the truth,
and you make me proud!
- I'm gonna make myself proud.
- Yes.
I'm gonna confront all my weaknesses.
All previous wrongs will be corrected.
Karen has entered the game.
After I've dealt with this.
- What is it, Iris?
- Is this love? What we have?
If love is mostly darkness, yes.
Oh.
Uh, we saw the interview.
Fun, right?
You don't think the lighting
made me look severe?
- Uh
- Yeah, just put it down there.
Can I help you?
Uh, no, I'm good.
Oh, God, that is that is well gone.
Get me a ginger snap and an update.
Okay, take the science project
and go home.
I say home. I assume wherever
you sleep has a license plate.
Okay, first up, I'm here to fix
the delay with the ship's comms.
I like the delay.
This is an algorithm generator.
It analyses your chat profile
to accurately predict
what you're going to say,
and then says it.
All you need is a big enough
user data set.
So, if you'd pass me your tablet?
- Under no circumstances.
- Okay, give me your tablet.
Absolutely. There you are.
What are you
See, it now knows enough about Alan
to predict how he'll respond
in any situation.
Try it. Have a chat.
I don't chat with Alan.
Oh, go on. Cross something off
your bucket list.
Hi.
That's it? Hi?
How are you?
Uh, nervous.
Anything else to say for yourself?
Yes. Can I go now?
That was uncanny.
Except I would have started
with "Can I go now?"
Right.
What is that, your victim's ears?
Ah, there it is.
You're from the Office
of the Other President?
TOTOPOTUS, yeah.
You'd think I'd buy a nicer tie.
I'm just, uh,
accessing the ship's comms.
- Uh, uh, no
- Um
Yep. As I thought.
Someone, I'm guessing you
and Judd, turned off comms.
You're not authorized to think that.
So those passengers,
they don't know they're marooned
in space for eight years.
Well, this is a ball ache.
I think you need to go, now, to hell.
On behalf of TOTOPOTUS,
I'm commandeering your operation.
The room is ours.
Uh
- Up, up, up.
- No, no.
Yeah, just, uh, harvest it. Take it all.
Hey! Those are our wires!
You don't deserve them!
Oh, no, they're mine now.
And I'm reopening comms with Avenue 5.
So you've got 30 minutes until showtime.
And this is the bridge, I think.
I don't actually know.
I've never been here before.
Oh. What's the maximum speed
of this craft?
Good question. What a good question.
And one I wish I could answer,
but I feel like it would be
culturally insensitive to our captain,
Captain Ryan, who is in charge
of this ship and this voyage
and any changes
that happen to the voyage
that cannot be known by us,
or specifically by me.
- Okay? You getting all that?
- I think so.
What is that? What do
How do I get rid of this?
- Iris?
- It's me.
Got some new tech to fix the delay.
Predicts your speech by
collating everything you ever said,
then predicts what you're gonna say.
Cool. Um, how much money
do I have left? Please say lots.
You have enough to eat. Be happy.
Welcome back, Iris.
Restoring smart-seat
to your default settings.
Are you calling me from the toilet?
When I do that, I'm a goddamn animal.
The Office of the Other POTUS
know we've been blocking the comms.
What?
They're switching them back on.
And I'm calling you from, not during.
Your pH levels are normal.
Oh, that's ironic,
since you're kind of acidic as a person.
Wait. You've been blocking the comms?
Ryan needs to tell everyone
they're stuck up there for eight years.
We're not almost home?
Oh, shit, she's not supposed
to know that.
Oh, that's not me confirming
the information, by the way.
But they need to be told
in a sensitive way.
That's great. You mean like this?
Hey, Cap! When we're home,
I'm getting a tattoo of you on my glute.
That is so humbling.
Hey. Whoa, Captain, where's the fire?
Uh Oh, Spike, can you give these guys
a VIP tour of the bridge?
Would that be okay?
For sure. Come on. Let's go eat space!
Are you delegating
spending time with us?
- No.
- Yeah.
Spike is the best
that we have.
She said eight years.
No, I think you misheard.
I believe she said eight
Eight ears. She had eight ears.
His English is not good English.
I heard what she said,
and that wasn't it.
She's a hologram. She's
not a real person, by definition.
- Okay, but I definitely heard her say
- She's not a real person.
You guys don't want to watch
an argument about reality.
- Let's check out something cooler.
- Is there gonna be a fight?
Well, if there is,
we do not have tickets.
Hey, kids, how about some
hot chocolate with sprinkles?
Hmm? Man, I wish we had some.
Ryan, is it true?
That nobody knows we're here
for eight years?
See, I I thought I was doing
the passengers a service.
They've had five months
in a state of blissful ignorance.
How could you do that to me
after all we've been through together?
We haven't been
through anything together.
Exactly.
You are a small, small man.
And I am going to grate you
like a nutmeg.
- Honey, what are you
- No, no!
- Um, do something.
- Nah, um
No!
- No, no.
- Go on. You're a captain.
If you can marry people,
you can restrain them as well.
That's None of that.
No, Karen, Karen, Karen.
Oh!
- Foot!
- Eff your foot.
Dig deep, sister. This is your time.
- Whose side are you on?
- The winner's.
Always the winner's.
Do we have any tranquilizers?
She needs tranq-ing!
Let this take place.
This needs to happen.
Karen, don't don't
He trapped me, Ryan,
like a hog in a pen.
Is she crying or orgasming?
Is she asleep?
Just stay focused because there may be
an anaconda squeeze coming.
Okay, kids, uh, listen,
same rules as life drawing class.
You look, don't touch.
Well, I like what you've done
with the place,
which seems to be to cover it in dirt.
Yeah, we're going
for a subtle layered look.
Uh, guys? Spike?
I didn't know we were running a daycare.
No, actually, the captain organized us
a little tour, so
Oh, that's They're playing
with all the buttons. Nope.
No, no, no. No.
She's locked it.
Oh, like when you locked
Daddy's car, remember?
Right.
And she's What? She she's
- She switched our course.
- She's what?
She switched our course.
- Where to?
- She's
Still Earth. Please say still Earth.
Is it "bad" bad?
No, Spike, it is much, much worse.
Okay, I think we're gonna go,
so let's say thank you.
- Thanks.
- Thank you. Gracias.
Thanks, kids! See you in hell!
This is exactly why
I don't want children!
Can we use, uh, the old fuel-burn
- Uh
- get back in the old course?
Uh, well, we've got
That's six fuel burns left.
So, we use one to get back
No, we'll be 400 years old
by the time we get home.
We're just gonna have to go
with the new course.
There he is. Ryan! Hey!
Ryan! Ryan! Ryan! Ryan!
- Four more weeks!
- Okay, okay.
- Four more weeks!
- All right, all right.
All right, look. Ladies and gentlemen,
I do have an announcement.
Uh, it appears
that we may not be returning
to Earth for a considerable
number of months.
Oh! See? You see?
How long have you known that,
you bag of shit?
We're heading towards the Sun!
We're headed towards the Sun.
- What?
- That's the spirit!
Whoo! We're heading for the Sun!
Walking on sunshine, baby!
No, no, no. It's not a a euphemism.
We are actually
heading towards the actual Sun.
Oh, fuck.
What do you mean, the
You mean the Sun?
- Yes, the
- The hot one? The one in the sky?
- That one?
- Yes, that one. Yes.
We're heading for the Sun!
Look, can we just
Can we just park
the Sun news momentarily?
I realize that's a big ask, but
What else have you been keeping
from us, you preppy cocksucker?
You drove us into the Sun!
- That was not me!
- How could you miss it?
Spike! 'Cause Spike was at the wheel.
- I'm no snitch, but, uh
- It was my sister's fault!
Raf, cállate!
Your kids are gonna kill us!
Get that stunted shit out of the ship!
Lock her up!
I always knew I'd be killed by a child.
Look, look, whatever
whatever happens,
I promise you everything will be okay.
Warning.
Warning. Warning. Warning.
Oh, shit. We should probably, um
- Take a cold shower?
- No.
- No?
- No. Run.
Uh, there's a real
language barrier here.
I promise you, I your safety,
the safety of your kids,
is my number one priority.
Oh, you're our hero.
- Who are you?
- I'm Charles.
I'm just her husband.
And I I hope
I'm your top priority as well.
You you said he jumped ship.
I mean, not literally.
I I'm sorry. I should've
I should have told you.
Wow. You are both so spineless.
The sex must be amazing.
Come on, kids.
So, um, we are gonna have
a conversation. Yes?
- Huh?
- Yes.
Well, I am glad that
you finally know about Charles
because really, that was killing us.
What do you mean "us"? What us?
Why didn't you tell me?
Oh, please, pot-calling-kettle-fuck.
You didn't tell the passengers
that we're up here for eight years.
I was doing it!
What did you think I was doing?
Yeah, but you didn't quite manage it,
- did you? We all have secrets.
- I was doing it
when you came running in
with this whole Sun thing.
Hello, Avenue 5!
This is mission control.
Comms are back up. Is everything okay?
Yeah. Everything's fine.
Just one small issue.
Okay. Everyone here has
your best interests at heart.
Mission control. Families.
The list is endless.
All right. That's enough.
Did he say "small issue"?
What small issue?
Well, I guess it's space-related.
Okay, you two, can we lose
Hansel and Gretel?
Tut, tut, tut.
You can stay.
A dangerous situation
is being taken under control.
Warning. Do not panic. Stay calm.
A dangerous situation
is being taken under control.
Warning. Warning.
Stay calm. A dangerous situation
is being