Geostorm Page #8

my brother would say?

What?

Get him outta here.

Let's go, Lawson!

That's my fianc.

Get the President

to cover. Hurry!

Mr. President.

We got the kill codes.

You'll have to hurry.

Station-controlled shut down.

What about the crew?

Safe.

But Jake decided to stay.

To reboot the satellites.

Your brother's waitin' for you.

Come on.

Virtual conference initiating.

Hey.

Jake.

Jake, it was Dekkom.

Well, I did say

I might be right.

Mr. President.

How's Hannah?

Oh, she's good, she's safe.

Atlanta wasn't hit.

Thank God.

Identity verified.

Shut down protocol

transfer initiating.

It's gonna take

60 seconds to upload.

Well, how long

till the self-destruct?

Eight minutes.

Give or take.

Mr. Lawson...

we thank you for your sacrifice.

Wait. What the hell's goin' on?

You've done your part, Max.

Jake, what is goin' on?

Now it's time for me to do mine.

No, no, no.

The kill codes don't stop

the self-destruct, do they?

Do they?!

No...

only the geostorm.

The station's self-destruct

can't be reversed.

Come on, come on,

there must be a way, huh?

Come on, it's all my fault.

I'm the one who put you up there.

Hey, it's okay.

I wanted to go.

It was my choice.

God knows...

I haven't always

made the right ones.

You know, you were right,

little brother.

I was supposed to look after you.

But you looked after me.

Can you forgive me?

Yeah, always.

Look after my little girl.

Stay in her life.

I will.

Should've done this

a long time ago, huh?

Yeah.

You're a good man, Jake.

I'll see you, kiddo.

Transfer complete.

Time to geostorm:

Five minutes, 51 seconds.

Warning:
Core rotation

has terminated.

We don't know

what's happening up there.

We just know

the station has suffered

a devastating accident

of some kind.

We're being told now

it is beyond repair or salvation.

Honey.

He's coming back.

He promised me.

We will keep you updated

with any new developments.

Self-destruct

entering phase four.

Code invalid.

Code invalid.

Need a hand?

Wrong door.

What are you doing here?

I told you I live here.

Time to geostorm:

One minute, 40 seconds.

Uploading kill codes.

Satellite shut down in process.

When the last satellite

cycles down, let me know.

I'll manually reboot

the entire system.

- That should flush out the virus.

- Okay.

Five to go.

Three.

- Come on, baby.

- Two.

And one.

Manual reboot activated.

Status:
Rebooting.

The net is back up.

The virus is gone.

Transferring control

of the net back to NASA.

Jake!

I've got you!

Warning:
Self-destruct

entering final stage.

Best seat in the house.

Ute...

Are you a believer in

the Hail Mary?

Follow me.

We gotta get to the satellite.

I've got you.

We gotta get away

as far as we can

before the final detonation.

Dock releasing.

And it appears we have lost

the space station.

A tragic ending for the

two heroes still on board.

Hey, Max, take a look.

Picking up exhaust flares.

And they're pulsing.

In a mayday pattern.

See if we could turn

one of the shuttles around.

Hopefully, someone sees us.

Fingers crossed.

Hernandez, you son of a b*tch!

Thank the Mexican.

Yes! Come here. Yes!

A miracle indeed.

The shuttle you see

is bringing home

all the ISS crew members

who remained on the station.

Hi, Jake. I'm Sarah,

Max's fiance.

Well, welcome to the family.

Well done, well done.

Both of you.

Sorry I doubted you,

Mr. President.

Yeah, well,

you were wrong, Jake.

Again.

Well, how many times

do I have to tell you?

Never listen to me.

God, it's good to have you back.

Good to be back.

It's a nice place

you got here, Jake.

Thank you.

So, when you heading back up?

- In a week.

- Yeah?

Yeah, a lot of work left.

But I'll be back.

I know.

- This sucks.

- Yeah, seriously, this is so boring.

You know what?

I can't do this for another second.

Why'd you make us

do this in the first place?

I don't know.

I was tryin' to relive a moment.

Moment? W-What moment?

We never went fishing with Dad.

You made that whole story up.

Yeah, but that was

a good story though, huh?

You gotta admit that.

It had a moral and everything.

Moral? What moral?

You can't undo the past.

All you can do

is face what's ahead.

NASA maintained the

satellites while

we rebuilt the space station.

We made it safer,

made it stronger.

It belongs to all of us now.

One planet, one people.

And as long as we remember

that we share one future...

we will survive.

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