ISRA 88 Page #2

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So our results are inconclusive.

Uh, either than that we... um...

we have a hard drive full of old TV.

-We had a pinball machine, but that...

Broke.

-Oh, well...

one more question,

uh...[indistinct]

-I... I... I'm sorry.

Mr. White, could you repeat that?

We have some static on our end.

-Sure. Any sign of your main objective?

Any sign of the end of the universe?

-Um... um...

no, sir.

We think it will be much, much

longer before we see the end.

The only... sign we can predict

will come before our

destination is the total

loss of sights of all stars.

Um... and even if this occurs, we have no

idea how much longer our trip will be.

-That's interesting. well, it, uh... oh!

It's... I guess we're out of time.

So, I would

like to thank you

gentlemen for joining us

and we wish you a safe...

- Goodnight.

- and successful journey.

Goodnight.

-So the disk is above the blue line.

Does it got anything

to do with the color?

- No. I suppose.

Just keep it down flat.

I can't do this. You in?

-No, this is good. I look like a statue.

-I don't know.

Well, a little bit...

- Some time after the courageous

launch is premeditated,

Dr. Abe Anderson

offered...

Dr. Abe Anderson and Lt.

Col. Harold Richards.

Harold Richards. Gentlemen, welcome.

And please tell us: how are you?

-Hello, Mr. Westin!

I'm... I'm doing really great.

Thank you for asking.

- So, uh... years in, Doctor, what do

you and your pilot do to pass the time?

-Follow the Ophthalmoscope, please.

Cmo Se siente, Dr. Anderson?

- Oh... okay.

- You're like Lewis and Clark.

- General Christie has a few things

he would like to make clear.

-Three.

- What I am most curious

about is the Multiverse.

- First and foremost we

would like to thank you.

Your bravery for this

mission is commendable.

Your participation in this task is both

strategic and necessary for the advancement

of the U.S. Military...

- Of course. There's always a possibility

of cosmic uncertainty.

- Furthermore, the would like to remind

you you are still a private citizen.

As science officer, you

hold no military authority,

nor do you represent this

country, continent or planet.

Under no circumstances

are you to act as a

representative for people

of the United States.

- The universe is more contained

than we originally thought.

I thought it was going to curve like

the bell of a trumpet... or... or

spill out and spread like

water from a hose, but

- you will follow military protocol.

All forms will first go

through General Christie before

being submitted to publication.

- Tiene pies pequeos.

- In accordance with section... 15.

-Just doesn't add up. Don't underestimate

fictional realism.

- Quite frankly sir, the U.S. military

has final edit on all publications.

Including but not limited

to all news media,

print-magazine and newspaper,

- Unresponsive?

- As well as scientific...

- We're working with

theoretical numbers here.

Right? I mean, this

is beyond imaginary.

If you can imagine.

-If we deem your discoveries detrimental

to the safety of this

country, continent or planet,

it will be deemed classified.

Here are your release and waiver forms.

-Levante su brazo, por favor.

-Yes?

Yes! Doctor...

-Anderson.

Doctor Abe

Anderson.

- Yes.

Doctor Abe Anderson.

I hope most of you have had the opportunity

to read Dr.Anderson's publication.

Yield Electricity.

A marvelous piece.

Come down; come on down.

Mhmm...

This two manned mission is the

most advanced of its kind.

The data we have collected

thus far is remarkable.

And we're not even in space yet.

- Yes, but... isn't the data theoretical?

It just seems too early.

-Well, that's exactly it, doctor.

All we have at this point are

theories and hypotheses.

Sir,

this is the greatest abstract

question of our world.

And we have a chance for a physical answer.

-It just seems like an unnecessary risk.

-It is a risk

we should take.

This seems like the best time to

introduce Lt. Col. Harold Richards.

The military said something about

equal parts brain and brawn,

and so Lt. Col. Richards will

be piloting out mission.

With our collective minds,

and the bravery of these two men,

we can reach any distance

and find every answer.

Together,

we will pursue as Kennedy said.

Not because it is easy,

but because it is hard.

There is much we can discuss.

Abe, you're gonna need to

brush up on your math,

And... uh, Harold,

you're gonna need to discuss your protocol.

You got your PhD in marine biology.

Is that correct?

- Yes.

- Well...

I think you'll find that, uh...

floating in space is

kind of like floating in the ocean.

-Levante El brazo, por favor.

-He's fainted. Grab the salts.

-Possibly stress.

The man has been under great stress.

-Please finish... signing the form, sir.

-Abe...

puede hacer una cuenta regresiva

desde tres, por favor?

-What's you last name?

- I'm going to have to allow

fir his low stress efficiency.

-Thank you, doctor.

Your country thanks you.

-Come on, lieutenant colonel!

You've been pushing papers so long

you forgot how to run!

Being in the force is

like a day at the fair.

Except it's all ups and downs and

none of that delicious cotton candy.

-What's with the squid?

-He passed out during the exam.

-Richards... welcome.

We're just going over some

science stuff. You know?

- I'll have some forms for you to

sign later, lieutenant colonel.

You have to toughen up.

We'll be reaching three,

pushing four G's on takeoff.

-I was... never very good at physics.

-You're alright.

Takeoff's gonna be really though, though.

-Well...

let me look at you two.

Let me look at the spacemen.

-He's... fainted again?

-That's gonna be annoying.

So much easier when things are automated.

When things stop working,

sometimes.

You gotta do it yourself.

-You know, I saw this video once

where an electric eel

killed an alligator.

The eel swam up to the

gator and kind of just...

just taunts him

until the gator

sinks its teeth right into the eel.

It takes you a second to realize the

gator isn't in control anymore.

The gator starts seizing.

Then he finally stops.

- Do you have a problem... with

me feeding them?

They seem to like it.

-Just doesn't really seem like you.

Not following procedure.

Your funeral.

- Where's my five

dollars allowance?

- You got to use your own money

or you don't have any allowance.

-What money? I aint got any money.

You think I'd just bring it up?

I get five dollars.

- Well, I did... but I have to save

your five dollars on the dentist.

-Oh... good.

You're alive.

Dumb... but alive.

-What's that supposed to mean?

- He shows that line all the time

but never really hits her.

- Do you know what any

of those things do?

That button you just pushed.

What's it do?

-Doesn't matter.

-Ah... I see.

-Ship's gotta run,

and I gotta run this ship.

-No, you don't.

Everything here is automated.

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