Conquest of Space Page #4
- APPROVED
- Year:
- 1955
- 81 min
- 92 Views
of the Trans- World Communications
in New York City;
Ladies and gentlemen,
it has just been revealed
by the security office of the Supreme
International Space Authority
that within the next 24 hours,
exact time to be given later,
Man's first spaceship,
built and commanded
by General Samuel Merritt,
will blast off on the most
fabulous voyage
ever conceived
by the human mind;
Their destination is the planet Mars;
- Mars? You guys?
- Mars? Wow.
You want our autographs, peasants?
We take you now to our permanent
station on Mount Palomar;
There they are, ladies and gentlemen,
the satellite and the Spaceship;
The dream of all mankind come true;
The moment for that creation
of the Wheel
to launch out into limitless space
to carry five heroic men
to a new planet and to immortality;
And now, ladies and gentlemen,
please stand by
while we close our circuits for the
final special event of the evening:
A private last look at the world for
the heroic men of the Wheel alone;
Take it away, Vienna;
So meine Gndigste, darf ich bitten
jetzt zum Mikrofon zu kommen;
Jetzt ist der Moment;
This lady is Mrs; Heinz Fodor,
gentlemen,
So und jetzt bitte
sprechen Sie ganz ungeniert
da hinaus,
sehr liebenswrdig von Ihnen;
Dankeschn;
Andre;
Andre, my boy,
this is your mother;
Can you hear me?
What you are doing must be good;
You are a good boy;
Please, Andre, be careful;
God watch over you, my boy,
and bring you back to me;
Darf ich bitten;
And now;;; Now we take you
back to New York;
Miss Rosalie McCann,
who has something to say
to Sergeant Siegle before he leaves;
Rosie!
- Hello, Jackie;
- Wow!
Mine, all mine!
Do you miss me, Jackie, baby?
I miss you, honeypot;
You've been away
a long time, Jackie,
but where love is concerned,
what's a year this way or that
when the flame of love is burning?
And it's burning, Jackie,
right here, forever;
In here, too, Rosie, baby.
anyone else but you;
Never, ever, ever;
- Rosie;
- In a minute; In a minute;
So I won't say goodbye, Jackie,
just farewell;
- Rosie; Hey, come on;
- Please, Sidney;
In a minute;
Sidney!
I gotta hurry now, Jackie;
- Mama's waiting;
- Mama!
Oh!
Bye now;
Don't forget to bring your Rosie back
a nice souvenir from Mars;
Souvenir! You two-timing tomato!
For that Sidney I got a souvenir!
Come on out, you rat!
I'II fight you. I'II throttle you.
That's what I'II do.
Holding 20,000 miles per hour, sir.
- Set your gyros for Mars.
- Yes, sir.
On course, captain?
On course.
- You were saying, Sergeant Brooklyn?
- I was saying, Sergeant Imoto,
that the next time,
I am definitely gonna try the train.
You men can get out
of those couches now.
We won't need them again
till we Iand on Mars.
Ain't that just grand, sergeant?
Nothing to worry about
for millions and millions of miles.
Spaceship, Wheel calling;
Come in; Over;
Spaceship One to the Wheel.
Come in, Wheel. Over.
Hello, Spaceship One;
Professor Fenton for General Merritt;
General, sir.
- How are we doing, George?
- Good, general;
You're getting a bigger push from
Earth than we anticipated, however;
Is our cotangential orbit correct?
We're computing it now;
Keep your radio open;
We'll be in constant communication
as long as possible;
Incidentally, TWC has OK'd
relay broadcasts for morale;
Your boys like to hear
some mood music?
Thanks.
For this mood, there is no music.
- Stand by the radio.
- Yes, sir.
Sergeant Imoto, Sergeant Fodor,
go aft and check
the tailpipe temperatures.
Look at him. He's off again.
We went to a Iot of trouble
to develop those magnetized shoes.
Now, you get back into them
and keep them zipped up.
We'II have no unnecessary floating
aboard this ship.
No, sir.
General! Look!
Grab him.
Put him over there.
Mahoney!
Don't just stand there.
Get some water.
Yes, sir.
Of all the stupid,
harebrained things to do.
Stowing away on a spaceship.
What a beating he must have taken
during the blastoff.
Wake up, you insubordinate Iunatic.
Thirty years in the Army
and still too brainless to obey an order.
Wake up, so I can have you shot.
He's coming to.
What are you doing aboard this ship?
You forgot your toothbrush.
I don't remember you
reading the Bible so often, sir.
It's the one book you never
really get through reading.
Man's every move, his every thought,
his every action
is in there somewhere,
recorded or predicted.
Every move except this one.
According to the Bible,
Man was created on the Earth.
Nothing is ever mentioned
of his going to other planets.
Not one blessed word.
At the time the Bible was written,
it wouldn't have made
much sense, would it?
Does it now?
The Biblical Iimitations
of Man's wanderings
are set down as being
the four corners of the Earth.
Not Mars or Jupiter or infinity.
The question is, Barney,
what are we?
Explorers...
...or invaders?
Invaders?
Of what, sir?
Of the sacred domain of God...
...his heavens.
To Man, God gave the Earth.
Nothing else.
But this taking of...
Of other planets...
...it's almost Iike an act of blasphemy.
But why?
They belong to no one else.
We don't know that.
But, Iook, sir, it couldn't be
just an accident
that at the very time
when Man's resources on Earth
are reaching an end,
Man develops the ability
to Ieave his own world
and seek replenishment
on other planets.
The timing is what fascinates me.
It's too perfect to be accidental.
Those other planets
might already be tenanted.
I don't think so.
The universe was put here
for Man to conquer.
I don't know.
I... I just don't know.
Why don't you try to get
a Iittle sleep, sir?
Huh? Oh.
Yes, I...
I think I will.
Good night, Barney.
Good night, Father.
Topside viewer's jammed.
Can't move it.
Sergeant Siegle, Sergeant Fodor,
get out there and free that pickup.
Out, sir?
But the ship is going
20,000 miles an hour, sir.
So are you, sergeant.
You won't fall off.
The operation's the same as it
would be on the Wheel. Get going.
- Yes, sir.
- Yes, sir.
Look at her.
If we ever get back,
you know what business
I'm really going into?
Real estate.
Cut out that chit-chat up there
and fix that pickup;
Yes, sir.
That's what I Iove about this job,
the privacy.
Try it now, sir.
It's OK now.
You men go forward.
Asteroid, dead astern.
Come on, Iet's get inside before
they throw something else at us.
Meteor fragments.
He's been hit!
Sergeant Siegle, return to the air Iock
at once. That's an order.
- Give him a hand.
- Yes, sir.
- Mahoney.
- Yes, sir.
Say, if anybody'd Iike
some hot coffee...
...I could heat up a couple of tins.
Get Iost, Fodor.
Get Iost, will you?
Get Iost.
Get Iost. Get Iost!
Take it easy, Iad.
He can't hear you.
Sir, shouldn't someone
go out there and...?
"O Lord,
"rebuke me not,
"nor chasten me in thy
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