Moon Page #4
Because it was
a back and forth exchange.
Communications equipment
was damaged. There was a solar storm.
It was live, man. It was live.
Thas impossible.
There was a flare. It fried the satellite.
The satellite's fine. They don't want us to
be able to contact Earth.
They lied to us.
They've been lying to us
since the beginning.
They... They've been
lying to us since forever.
If the satellite works,
how are they blocking
the live feed from down here?
Everything works fine.
Maybe they're not
blocking the signal from inside the base.
From where then?
Searching for long-range comms.
I'm just passing the
last of the Harvesters. Looks like John.
Searching for long-range comms.
How long until you're out
of the base's range?
About a minute.
Ninety seconds, tops.
- You ever been out this far?
- No.
- Signal failure on long-range comms.
- Never have.
Leaving Sarang working perimeter.
You see anything?
It would help if
I knew what the hell I was looking for.
Wait a second, I see something.
Approaching Station 3.
Holy sh*t.
I think I see something, too.
Approaching Station 1.
You see what I see?
Looks like an antenna
or a pylon or something.
I think is the jammer.
I knew it.
This is why we're not
getting the live feed.
Sam? Can you hear me?
Yeah. Yeah. Yeah, I hear you.
Yeah.
Listen, I'm not feeling too good.
I'm gonna head back to the base.
Okay, I'm gonna
stay out here for a little while.
I'm gonna see if
there's any more of these things.
F***, f***.
F***, f***. F***.
Access denied.
Password accepted.
Accessing Sam Bell database.
I'm done.
Fifteen point...
My hair's falling out.
I'd better start for home...
For the last time, over and out.
The pod is designed to
put you into a deep sleep
for the duration of your
three-day return journey back to Earth.
Safe trip.
F***.
Here she is.
I'm gonna go and see her soon.
Lunar Industries remains
the number one provider
of clean energy worldwide
due to the hard work of people like you.
Rescue arrival estimated nine hours.
Lay down, relax, and breathe deeply.
The cryogenic protection pod
is designed to put you into a deep sleep
for the duration of your
three-day return journey back to Earth.
As you begin to feel sleepy,
think about
the magnificent job that you've done
of what you've accomplished.
Lunar Industries remains
the number one provider
due to the hard work of people like you.
Safe trip,
Annyeonghi gaseyo, and goodbye.
Approaching Station 2.
Hey, I saw three more
of those jammers.
I think the base is surrounded.
I printed out the coordinates.
Whas wrong with you?
Whas going on?
Who goes first?
I go first.
Jesus Christ,
there's so many of them.
Why are there so many of them?
Sam, can I help you with something?
Not now, Gerty. I'm okay.
Gerty...
Why did you help me before?
With the password?
Doesn't that go against
your programing or something?
Helping you is what I do.
Leaving Sarang working perimeter.
Searching for long-range comms.
Signal re-established.
Hello?
Is this the Bell residence?
This is the Bell residence.
Could you call back?
There's something wrong with the picture.
I'm trying to reach Tess Bell.
I'm sorry.
She passed away some years ago.
Are you sure?
Yeah, I think so. I'm her daughter.
Can I help you?
Eve?
- Yeah?
- Hi. Hi, Eve.
How old... How old are you now?
I'm 15.
- Do I know you?
- Oh, sweetheart.
How did Mommy die, sweetheart?
How did Mommy die?
Dad?
Yeah?
There's someone asking about Mom.
Thas enough. Thas enough.
I want to go home.
Eliza arrival estimated in seven hours.
Ow, f***. Sh*t.
- What, did you cut yourself?
- Yeah.
What are you laughing at?
Well, you don't hold it
like you're trying to stab somebody.
For God sakes.
Here, give me that.
You gotta hold it
closer to the blade, you see?
- Watch what I'm doing.
- Why are you shaking?
You carve out, like that.
Thas it.
Is freezing in here.
Well, you're...
You're sitting under the fridge.
Whas going on with you?
Are you all right?
Yeah, that crew they're
sending in, if they...
If they find us awake
at the same time, you know...
They're not gonna let us live.
You know that, right?
You know, their return vehicle is...
Hey. Hey, hey, hey, hey.
Are you okay?
Maybe you should lay down for a while,
take some tranquilizers or something.
If I take some tranquilizers,
I'll never wake up again.
You'll be okay.
Everything's gonna be okay.
I'm freezing.
Hey, hey...
Hey.
I'm really scared.
Where are you going?
Hello?
Is this the Bell residence?
This is the Bell residence.
Could you call back?
There's something wrong with the picture.
I'm trying to reach Tess Bell.
I'm sorry,
she passed away some years ago.
Are you sure?
Yeah, I think so. I'm her daughter.
Can I help you?
Gerty, I need to talk to you.
Of course, Sam. How can I help?
We know about the others.
That hidden room, Gerty.
The lower deck
is out of bounds to awakened clones, Sam.
Gerty, we need to wake up a new clone.
New clones can only be awakened
once a three-year contract is completed.
Gerty, if we don't wake up a new clone,
me and the other Sam
will die, we will be killed.
- Do you understand?
- Yes.
Do you want me
and the other Sam to be killed?
That is the last thing I want.
Well, then you have to
wake up a new clone.
Okay, pal?
Eliza arrival estimated in five hours.
I am the one and only
God.
Hey.
Whas going on? You okay?
Don't... Don't touch him.
Come here.
He's not conscious yet.
Gerty and I just woke him up.
Why? Whas going on?
Come on. Come on outside.
When the rescue unit arrives,
they're gonna expect
to find a body in that crashed rover.
That guy?
What, are you going to kill him?
- Jesus Christ.
- What are you doing?
Zip up your fly.
You're burning up.
You sweat like a pig.
Put your hat on.
- Put your hat on.
- I'm hot.
Hey, if we go through with this,
I'm gonna need your help
hauling him out to the crash site.
What about us?
Eliza arrives, finds you
and me as a welcome party...
They're not going
to find you and me as a welcome party.
They're gonna find me,
and you're going back to Earth
before they get here.
In that helium-3 launcher.
I did the math.
You're gonna pull some Gs,
but it should...
It should be fine. You'll be all right.
You're going home.
You did your three years.
I can't expect you to stick around.
Maybe you can meet Eve in person.
I saw that VP. She's beautiful.
She's gorgeous. We did good.
High-five.
Go for it.
You go for it.
- You comfy?
- No.
- What?
- No!
What if I have to take a sh*t?
Just...
You'll have to hold it in, pal.
For three days?
Thas the way it goes. Need a hand?
No.
F*** off.
All right. No reason for hostility.
I'm just trying to help out.
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