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and send it shooting out

into every direction.

You sure about that?

Positive. Unfortunately.

Well I guess we're just

going to have to make sure

you don't hit the sun, right?

Brace yourselves everyone.

I gotta go.

Okay.

Please don't say I'll see you later.

I wasn't. But I will see you later.

Count on it.

Deinse? Inco?

Well we're not going to heasr from them

until they clear

the other side of the moon.

How long?

About five minutes.

Here we go.

1 G,

2 G's...

Right now we can only imagine

what is happening on

board the Roebling Clipper

as it hurtles around

the far side of the moon...

We are still four minutes

away from knowing the fate

of the Roebling Clipper

and the six people on board.

As we reported the acceleration

of the passengers

and the crew will create

up to 9 G's or 9 times

their body weight.

The human body...

With just over three minutes left,

the tension not only here but

around the world is palpable.

This will likely be one of those moments

that this generation looks back on

and always remembers

where they were

as the earth held

it's breath waiting to hear again

from the Roebling Clipper.

The world awaits news

from Roebling Spaceport

regarding the fate of the passengers

and the crew of the Roebling Clipper.

With minutes remaining..

All.. one has hope.. And pray...

Oh C'mon. work, dammit!

It's not the radio,

it's interference from outside.

Four G's.

Four point five.

Six.

Six point five.

Seven.

We are of course following

the online chatter

regarding this story as it unfolds

How many minutes until... uh...?

Less than three Mr. President.

Is there anything I an get for you?

Ya, my wife back, safe.

And like Lady Di,

the First Lady seems to creat this

aura of accessability around her.

She is a devoted mother,

a beloved figure,

famously generous with her time.

Mrs. Mathany won the hearts...

The President is barely

holding it together.

Colonel, what do you think?

Is this mission in good hands?

What do we know about Craig Bakus?

Brilliant scientist,

designed the Aurora Clipper,

but apparently he's not

the easiest person to deal with.

Oh, great. What about Don Wincroft?

NASA, decorated astronaut.

Saved the crew of the shuttle

Reliant when they had to ditch

and he has mission critical experience.

If it was up to me,

I'd rather see him in charge.

Me too. Make the call.

Shouldn't that come from the President?

In this matter I'm confident

I speak for President Methany.

Make the call.

And the Washington social scene

have combined to make her one

of the most popular First Ladies.

We're just hoping she returns safely.

Two minutes.

This is completely wrong.

I understand, but tell the President

that I advise against this.

Fine. No, better if it comes from me.

oh god.

Craig I have to talk to you.

Not now Cheryl. Inco?

One minute,

forty five untill radio contact.

Remote firing sequences

ready to transmit?

Craig please, this is important.

I need to speak with you in private.

C'mon Cheryl, we're all friends here.

We have no secrets bewteen us. Huh?

The White House wants Don

to take over the mission.

What?

Don is in charge now.

This is a private facility,

you can't do that.

Roebling's license

with the FAA allows us.

I don't care. -We are federalizing

control of the operation.

Craig, I'm sorry.

One minute.

I'll tell you what.

Why don't you two stop screwing around,

we'll go back to trying to

save these people's lives okay?

Thank you very much.

Inco...

Craig...

Ah... You've been trying to take

over since you got here haven't you?

You think I wanted this?

Hell ya! -Everyone calm down!

You don't touch me.

Craig, Don had nothing to do with this.

It came from the top.

Like hell he didn't.

Roebling One.

Guys, guys,

I got her... I got her... I got her...

Transmit.

Escort Mr. Bakus out of Mission Control.

You don't touch me.

I'll get there myself.

You get what you want!

You happy now Wincroft? You happy!?

Keep me up to speed Inco.

Ya. Right.

Stay focused.

Is everybody okay?

I'm okay... I'm good.

Ah, that was almost

as bad a s the simulator.

Peter?!

Peter?!

No...

no...

Try to keep up big guy.

Gonna lock that?

Ahhh!

That is Jeff,

and of course as he was mentioning

there are many factors here

that need to be taken

into consideration...

Don Wincroft is America's

most celebrated astronaut.

It's a smart call for the President

to remove Craig Bakus

and turn the rescue mission

over to Commander Wincroft.

Who the hell put Wincroft in charge?

Who made that call?

I did Mr. President.

Without consulting me?

It was the right thing to do.

No! The right thing would have

been to consult your boss.

The Commander in Chief.

...arguably the only reason the Reliant

made it safely back to earth was

because of Commander

Wincroft's heroic handling of

what was a near fatal situation.

I feel really bad about this.

You've been feeling bad about

Craig for years Cheryl.

That's what he does,

he makes people who

care about him feel bad.

Inco? It's ah Reggie right?

Ya, yes Sir, ya.

Have the Clipper's thrusters fired yet?

Not that I can see, no.

Can we boost the signal?

I tried that already and

I'm working on it now.

Hey, listen. Why don't we ah give Craig

a couple more minutes to clam down,

then you pay him a visit,

see if he want's to come back

and be part of the team.

I'm the last person he wants

to talk to right now.

You might be the second last.

Commander the Clipper's on line.

Roebling One this is Mission Control.

Dr. Bakus?

This is ah Commander Don Wincroft.

I've been asked to assume

control of the mission.

This is Captain Henslaw correct?

Yes.

Captain, what's your situation up there?

Have your thrusters fired yet?

Negative, not yet.

Commander, Peter Roebling's dead.

Say again Captain.

Roebling's dead. G forces were too much.

Copy that.

Captrain, you flew with VFA-11,

the "Red Rippers" right?

That's right.

Remember how

they were on the Forrestal

when they came through

that fire back in '67?

I do.

Just like that Captain, you're

going to come through this.

Copy that. Denise, listen.

Dr. Bakus isn't in chagre any more,

Wincroft is.

What? Why?

I don't know. It doesn't matter.

It matters to me.

Listen, we've got to

get our thrusters firing.

Remember you said you

knew where to kick the Clipper

if something didn't work?

Did you mean that

or was that just talk?

I meant it.

Then show me.

c'mon, c'mon, c'mon...

Hello?

Reggie, don't say anything.

Don't react, it's me Craig.

I need you to do exactly what I say.

Okay.

I need you to patch me through

to Denise on the Roebling Clipper.

Can you do that for me?

Ya, I could get fired.

Reggie, you don't have a job

to get fired from anymore.

Do you really think that any

one's going to want to pay to fly

into space after today?

Ah, I see your point.

Ya. Thank you.

Ya.

Nice work Reggie. Denise you there?

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