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There is only the silence, complete and absolute.
RYAN (CONT’D)
Do you copy?
Nothing. She watches the earth slip from view yet again.
When next she speaks, the words are as delicate as snowflakes,
tripping off her tongue like a prayer...
RYAN (CONT’D)
Anybody...? Anyone...? Please copy.
A soothing light hits Ryan’s face.
THE MOON is rising over the Pacific Ocean.
It’s almost full and its soft cool light pours over the globe,
brightening the deep blue waters and-
LIGHT, not bigger than a star, is FLICKERING.
Ryan’s eyes focus on the light. Her PUPILS DILATE. Something
like tears glistens as she stares at the flickering light,
afraid to blink as she watches the...
...star draw closer, smiling as the faintest thread of a radio
transmission stitches its way through the silence, listening as
STATIC SINGS through her helmet, stinging her ears with the
sound of...
Her name.
MATT:
(on radio)
... Stone. Do you copy?
RYAN:
(almost to herself)
Lieutenant Kowalsky?...
The flickering star begins to thicken...
MATT:
(on radio)
Repeat. Do you copy?
RYAN:
YES! YES! I copy! I’m here!
As she watches the figure of an astronaut takes shape.
MATT:
(on radio)
Flash your light.
RYAN:
My light?
MATT:
(on radio)
So I can see you.
RYAN:
Here! Here!
Ryan opens a pouch in her suit, fishes out a FLASHLIGHT. Hands
trembling she shines it toward the approaching dot.
MATT:
(on radio)
There you are. Hang tight. Report
your status.
RYAN:
I’m... I’m alright... I’m fine.
MATT:
(on radio)
Your status! Give me your readings?
RYAN:
3.6 psi, I think.
MATT:
Your O2. Give me your O2.
RYAN:
Steady at eight percent...no seven...
MATT:
(on radio)
You’re breathing too fast. You’re
burning oxygen. We don’t want to do
that. We want to relax. Copy.
RYAN:
Copy.
MATT:
Nearly there.
RYAN:
Please hurry.
Ryan can see Matt quickly growing in size. She continues to
FLASH HER LIGHT.
MATT:
(on radio)
You can holster that torch, Dr. Stone.
RYAN:
Oh. Sorry.
She slips the light back into her side pouch just as Matt
appears as if from nowhere and GRABS HER.
MATT:
Gotcha.
RYAN:
Arghh!
Ryan holds on to Matt. Instantly, they begin to spin together.
Matt takes out a tether.
MATT:
Now, I’m going to tether you to me.
Ryan is paralyzed, holding onto Matt tightly and looking at him
in fright. He stares back.
MATT (CONT’D)
I know. You never realized how
devastatingly good-looking I am.
Matt grins.
MATT (CONT’D)
But I need you to stop staring and
help me with the tether. Okay?
RYAN:
Okay. Okay. Okay. Okay, Ohh I got it.
He runs the other end of the tether to the harness on Ryan’s
suit and attaches it.
MATT:
Ok. So far so good. Now listen. I'm
going to give you a little push, just
so you’re clear of the jets-
RYAN:
No-
MATT:
Sorry. Not a push, more like a nudge.
RYAN:
No... No... No... Wait... Don’t.
Matt places his hand on her breastplate and gives her a gentle
nudge. Drifting again she begins to freak.
RYAN (CONT’D)
Nooooooo!!!! Dammit!!!
The tether tenses and she stops nine feet away from Matt.
Matt ignites the thrusters, tugging Ryan behind him. But this
proves a difficult endeavor as her momentum drags him, changing
his direction.
MATT:
See? Where you go, I go.
Matt ignites a new thrust to re-direct his position. As he does
so Ryan’s change of momentum makes him swing again.
MATT (CONT'D)
Better. Let's get out of here.
Using his thrusters, Matt negotiates a new position and,
igniting a long thrust, he jets away.
Ryan cannot repress the anger boiling up, and SHE SCREAMS
RYAN:
Ahh Dammit!
MATT:
I know what you mean.
RYAN:
Ahhh Dammit.
MATT:
You're burning oxygen, we're going to
go back to the shuttle. How's that for
a plan. Copy?
RYAN:
F***
MATT:
Right copy that.
As Matt accelerates toward a lower orbit, his momentum takes
over, steadying Ryan’s swing.
MATT (CONT"D) (CONT’D)
Houston in the blind, this is
Kowalsky. Dr Stone and I are making
our way to base, please prepare
Airlock for arrival. Copy?
They descend, gliding through pieces of debris. Among the space
junk, a Solar Panel from the Hubble is distinguished.
Matt eyes a small dot in the distance: the Shuttle.
MATT (CONT’D)
Houston this is Kowalsky. How do you
copy?
RYAN:
Why aren't they answering?
MATT:
It seems like communications are lost.
RYAN:
Can they hear us on an alternate
frequency?
MATT:
We don't know. That's why we keep
talking. If someone is listening they
might just save your life. Set your
watch for ninety minutes.
Matt reaches for a digital watch strapped to his wrist and sets
up the timer for- 90 MINUTES.
RYAN:
Why ninety?
MATT:
Houston clocked that debris at fifty
thousand miles per hour. Factoring in
our current orbit, I reckon we’ve got
90 minutes before we play duck and
cover again.
Ryan sets her watch, studies the counter as it begins to count
down.
RYAN:
02 down to six percent.
As they travel, the Shuttle begins to take form.
MATT:
untethered up here, isn’t it?
RYAN:
MATT:
(after a beat)
You did all right.
Silence.
MATT (CONT’D)
(to the Shuttle)
Houston, in the blind. This is
Kowalsky. Our current location is
approximately 900 meters out from the
Explorer. Dr. Stone and I would like
to retrieve the body of Mission
Specialist Shariff and return it to
Shuttle. Am I a go to retrieve?
Silence.
MATT (CONT’D)
Roger that.
Matt changes direction and approaches Shariff. He has to ignite
several small thrusts to try and steady his direction, fighting
against Ryan’s momentum.
RYAN:
Where is he? Where is he?
Shariff’s body is tethered to a PANEL that was ripped away from
the Explorer. Matt approaches the panel and ignites the
thrusters to slow down his course, and-
He grabs onto it. Ryan, continuing her momentum, crashes against
Shariff’s body. The contact slows her trajectory, but it throws
Shariff away, his tether tensing, pulling the panel with him.
RYAN (CONT’D)
Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
Matt, holding on to the metal, spins with it. He detaches
Shariff’s tether from the panel and attaches it to himself.
He lets the panel go and immediately ignites his thruster,
pulling the two tethers behind him which, as they tense, bring
Ryan and Shariff closer together.
MATT:
Grab him!
RYAN:
I’m trying. I’m trying.
MATT:
Quick. You’re pulling me away.
RYAN:
I got him. I got him.
Matt tries to ignite a very long thrust in the direction of the
Shuttle, but this is difficult as the momentum of the other two
bodies pulls him in all directions.
MATT:
Clutch him like he’s your Valentine. I
can’t gauge my thrust with you two yoyoing
around.
Tentatively Ryan extends her right hand to grab onto Shariff’s
body harness. And she sees
Shariff’s broken helmet. A hole the size of a soft ball pierces
through it and has left a tunnel of frozen dried bloody mess.
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