Geostorm Page #3

I want you to come back alive.

And you're not exactly

the reliable type.

Hey.

I know I haven't always made

good on my promises,

but I'm coming back!

- I...

- Promise.

I promise.

Come here.

I'll be back soon, okay?

OV-104 is now at T-minus one hour,

and ready for boarding.

We're at T-minus

one minute and counting.

Have a safe trip, sir.

Booster rocket

separation confirmed.

Hate to interrupt, Major Tom...

but in a few seconds,

you should be able to see the net.

How does it feel

to be back home?

Look at you, girl.

Livin' and breathin'

Mr. Lawson.

Hey.

Ute Fassbinder.

Nice to meet you.

Yeah, I remember you.

Yeah, you were the

German scientist.

You were here when I was here.

Thermospherics, right?

Yah.

The containment shell needs

a fresh coat of sealant,

where the APT ducts pressure

the channel housing.

Not good. That's wrong.

And you hear that?

- I'm sorry.

- Shh, listen.

That one-way hum?

That's a bad step down transformer.

All these things, they have

to be watched, cared for.

- Mr. Lawson.

- No, I know, I know it's not your fault.

But when I left,

everything here was perfect.

So, maybe I need to

speak to your chief scientist

about the fine art of

giving a sh*t.

I'm the Chief Scientist.

I've been promoted a year ago.

Well, congratulations.

One of our crew died

this week, Mr. Lawson.

Sorry about the transformer.

Let me introduce you to your team.

Oh, of course, an American.

Actually, my brother and I were

born in the UK, but thank you.

Yeah, but you got

the old Stars and...

Stripes on your arm there and...

cowboy look in your eye.

Oh, no offence,

it's just a serious situation and

the last thing we need is some

Washington douche to come

supervise us, do we lads?

Well, you got one, so.

How about we start with

names and positions.

Mm-hmm.

Adisa, structural.

Duncan Taylor,

systems and OS analyst

and loyal British subject.

Hernandez, robotics.

Dussette?

Satcom and security.

And you are?

This is Mr. Jake Lawson.

You're Jake Lawson?

The Jake Lawson?

Y-You look much older

than I would've thought.

I-I mean, you look good, but

y-your physical appearance is not

does not match the-the amount

of time that has elapsed

in your life.

Am I getting fired?

Okay, we don't have a lot of time.

So, we have three

situations to examine.

Afghanistan, the scientist

that died here,

and the new incident in Hong Kong.

Hong Kong? No, that was

that was a gas main explosion.

We all watched that on the telly.

All right, okay, you

just keep believing that.

I, on the other hand,

have a mystery

that I'd like to solve

and prevent more deaths, so.

Feel free to join me.

Or not.

All right, quick question.

Okay, active shooter.

The President and I

are both in the line of fire.

Who do you save first?

Me...

The President.

Come on, you could take a second

just to think about that.

Sorry, baby.

Job comes first.

Same with you.

No, that's not true.

No, I have priorities,

and you...

you are my priority.

Come on, let's do it.

I kinda want to, but um...

you just keep talkin'.

And why do we always

have to be sneakin' around?

Come on, let's do it.

Let's get married.

We can't.

It's against the rules.

One day, baby.

Um, you're gonna get that.

Because your job comes first.

No...

I'm gonna get it 'cause I don't

want it to interfere with this.

See?

Now, I might just not save you.

Yeah, hello?

Max, it's Cheng.

Cheng, God,

tell me you're not in Hong Kong.

- Cheng?

- Last night...

I was right in the middle of it.

It was horrible.

That's why I'm calling.

Phone service just came back on.

Yeah, well, you're lucky to be alive.

I mean those gas pipes?

I'm not so sure

that was the cause.

What you you mean?

I-I don't follow.

It was abnormally hot

before the pipes blew.

The satellite sensors

should've recorded it, right?

I checked over a dozen times

but I can't get access to

Dutch Boy's Hong Kong satellite.

My access has been blocked.

Check your holoframe.

I don't understand.

We both have clearance.

Exactly.

And the only people that

have the authority to block it

are in the building you work in.

Wait.

What do you mean?

If someone is covering up

a system defect,

there's potential for critical

failure on a global scale.

If Dutch Boy has

a catastrophic failure,

it can create

something far worse

than what we're

trying to prevent.

What we call a geostorm.

Uh, what, slow down, Cheng.

All right? A what?

A geostorm.

Simultaneous

catastrophic weather

events triggered all

over the globe.

Once they pass

the minimum threshold,

the storms will start

causing new storms.

Like a chain reaction

until they merge together.

It's gotta be a glitch.

I'll give you a call

when I know something.

All right. Thanks.

These pipes have not been

well-maintained or upgraded in years.

Cheng thinks Hong Kong had

something to do with Dutch Boy.

He's implying some kind of cover-up.

I just got a text and POTUS

called a last-minute press briefing.

What, you can't stay?

Oh, when duty calls, duty calls.

"Neither rain nor snow

nor gloom of night", right.

Honey, that's the Postal Service.

We're the Secret Service.

Secret Service.

Oh, there's a difference?

Really?

I didn't know that.

Grab his laptop.

Let's go.

So, the satellite that

went rogue over Afghanistan,

what type was that?

That's my fave, actually.

I call it a "RocknRolla".

Ah, the SR-22.

Uses sonic waves to

slow molecular movement

causing cooling.

But in that case,

freezing. Why?

We don't know. We checked

the satellite's hard drives

but the logs were wiped clean

by the malfunction.

All right. Let's pull up every

RocknRolla satellite we have

to see if we can find

any corruption in their logs.

Pull up every

RocknRolla in the net.

There's gotta be more

than a thousand of them.

Ah, 1,270, to be exact.

And we're gonna scan

each and every one of them.

Dana. Hey.

Hey, what are you doing here?

What do you mean,

what am I doing here? I...

I work here.

I'm your boss.

Yeah, but what are you

doing down from Mt. Olympus

and visiting me in Millennial Village?

Well, I have

I have a favor to ask you.

You're the best at what you do.

I need you to

keep this between us.

Okay.

I have a problem

with my holoframe.

Do I look like a

Genius Bar to you?

I'm sorry. I'm sitting here

defending the free world

against state operators

and cyber terrorists

but grandpa needs

a fix in his phone.

No, but I have a

problem trying to

get through to satellite

G-22 over Hong Kong.

So a satellite has

a bad com, that happens.

No, no not a satellite.

All of them.

Oh.

I am mildly intrigued.

Stay.

Okay.

Looks like Vanilla

line disruption...

bad server relay or

trunc failure or something.

You still dating that

Secret Service chick?

What? No.

No, I'm not dating anyone.

Mm-hmm.

Wait, look. Oh, my God.

Someone wanted to block

your access without you

knowing that it was intentional.

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