Robinson Crusoe On Mars

[Rocket Engines Boom]

?? [Speakers:
Slow Jazz]

[Monkey Chattering]

[Squawking]

[Squawking Continues]

Listen, Mona. This banana paste

is meant for your survival only.

Besides, I just gave you some.

Mac, gonna break your heart when you have to

eject that little buddy of yours in a capsule.

I'm not. We'll make our

remaining orbits and start back.

- Mona stays with us.

- You're the skipper, Colonel.

We've got enough animal data,

haven't we, Mona?

[Squawks]

[Squawks]

?? [Continues]

- ## [Ends]

- [Woman] Steve and Diane sent that one to you.

[Machine Clicking]

- What do you think?

- I'm thinkin'. Look at that.

Whoo. Mars is burning up.

Boy, I'm glad Mona doesn't have to

go down into that fire swamp.

Yeah. Hey, what'll I fix for dinner?

How about some turkey

with mashed potatoes, gravy added?

I like mine in paste form.

You know, in a tube.

[Laughs]

I think the diner can fix it that way.

There's also beefsteak and french fried

onions, also in a squeeze tube.

- We had that for breakfast, you know.

- [Alarm Buzzing]

[Beeping]

Unidentified flying mass.

Dead ahead.

Meteor.

Massive. Collision course.

[Buzzing

Continues]

Distance interval:

28 seconds.

- [Buzzing Continues]

- [Beeping Continues]

- Fire main retros.

- Firing main retros.

Which way?

- Fire upper retros.

- Firing upper retros.

- [Buzzing Stops]

- [Beeping Continues]

[Beeping Continues]

- We're in a descending orbit.

- Decaying fast, my friend.

Mars's gravity's taking over,

pulling us down.

Calling NASA. Calling NASA.

Colonel Dan McReady,

commanding Mars Gravity Rrobe 1.

Forced out of orbital velocity

to avoid collision with planetoid...

and into tighter orbit of Mars.

The gravity of the planet's

pulling us toward it.

We've gotta blast back

into orbital velocity.

- Use all our fuel.

- That problem we can lick later.

Gravity pull has risen to 9.30.

[McReady]

I see. Well, blast again, delta velocity.

Delta "V" okay.

[Alarm Beeping]

That's our fuel.

[Static]

[Man] NASA Earth Satellite

to Mars Gravity Probe 1.

Do not dissemble space vehicle until

all other procedures have been tried.

Prepare to eject.

Emergency procedure.

Ready, Mac.

So long, and good luck.

Okay, Kit.

I'll see you, when we join up.

- Blast off when you're ready.

- I'm ready.

So long. Be seeing you.

[Air Hissing]

[Hissing Stops]

[Panting]

[Coughing]

[Air Hissing]

[Sighs]

Hello, Mac.

How do you read me? Over.

[Static]

Come on, old buddy. This is Kit.

How do you read me? Over.

[Static]

[Roar]

[Roar]

[Roar]

[Roar]

[Roar]

[Roar]

[Wind Howling]

Hey!

[Wind Whistling]

Hey!

[Groans]

[Air Hissing]

This is Commander Christopher Draper...

the Navy of the United States

of America, planet Earth...

former copilot

Mars Gravity Probe 1.

On our third orbit of this planet...

we took evasive action

to avoid collision with a meteor...

and were forced into dangerous

gravitational pull of Mars.

We were forced to abandon ship.

As of now, the vehicle frame

is still orbiting Mars.

Seems to have established

gravitational balance.

[Air Hissing]

[Hissing Stops]

We ejected capsule without incident...

Colonel Dan McReady ejecting after I did.

I'll set out to look for him tomorrow.

From all indications, he should be on the other

side of a high range of rocky peaks to the west.

Now, my two most difficult

problems are air and water.

I have, with what's left in my tank and one

reserve cylinder, enough oxygen for...

oh, about 60 hours...

depending, of course,

on how much I exert myself.

My first discovery was that the air on Mars

is far too thin to support human life.

As to water, by severe rationing,

I can get by for about 15 days.

Course, once my air gives out,

water won't matter.

First positive survival point:

I found a yellow rock.

It's as burnable

as some of our poorer grades of coal.

Heat's uneven, but it should make

the Martian nights endurable.

[Air Hissing]

I feel a little bit like Columbus...

set down in a strange new land...

full of new wonders...

new discoveries.

It's a challenge, all right -

a challenge to my training.

Sometimes challenges

can get mighty big.

But I'm gonna stay alive,

believe me.

That's for the morale officer.

[Air Hissing]

[Murmuring]

[Panting]

[Breathing Erratically]

[Gasping]

[Groans]

[Gasping]

[Grunts]

[Air Hissing]

Well, I've licked the heat

and shelter problem.

Breathing - that's a different story.

Moving about, exerting myself,

I've found that I can...

breathe the air of Mars for about,

oh, 12 to 15 minutes...

before I need to take air

from my tank for a booster.

Lying down, asleep...

inactive, I can get by for an hour

before taking a booster.

In this way, with some discomfort,

I can conserve my oxygen supply.

At the most optimistic appraisal...

I have 50 or so hours of life left...

God willing.

The problem is sleeping.

If I don't wake up in time to renew

my air supply, it's hearts and flowers.

I've got to make some kind of

alarm device, safeguard myself.

[Clangs]

Tomorrow - and morning's only

a couple of hours away-

I'm gonna rejoin Mac.

Good old Mac.

I'll bet he's got

these problems licked.

[Breathing Heavily]

[Coughing]

[Panting]

Mac! Mac!

Mac! Hey, Mac!

Mac! Hey, Mac!

Hey, Mac! Mac!

Mac?

[Woman]

Now our song. To Dan, from Elinor, with lo -

[Wind Howling]

[Loud Boom]

[Screeching]

Mona!

[Screeching]

[Screeching Continues]

Come on now.

Let's not start a war.

[Whimpering]

Well, obviously you don't need that.

Boy...

do I need these.

Here. Let's open up

those sleeves, huh?

That a little more comfortable, huh?

[Mona Chattering Softly]

[Air Hisses]

[Whimpering]

[Blowing]

[Mona Chattering Softly]

[Soft Chattering Continues]

[Sighs]

[Breathing Heavily]

That's all there is, baby.

[Mona Whimpers]

[Squawking]

[Squawks]

[Grunting]

[Chattering]

[Chattering, Whimpering]

[Whimpers]

Here. Here.

Take the rest of it.

Take the rest of it. Yeah.

That's it.

Mine too.

No more rationing.

You'll have a full belly.

Won't be for long.

- Huh? Huh?

- [Squeaks]

- Huh?

- [Squawks]

[Panting]

This is signature...

Mars Gravity Probe 1.

[Panting]

Colonel Dan McReady dead.

M-Me too soon.

[Panting]

No more oxygen.

Over and out.

[Faint Hissing]

- [Hissing Continues]

- [Panting Softly]

[Air Hissing]

[Hissing Continues]

[Breathing Heavily]

[Chatters]

Thank you.

[Tube Thuds]

[Screeches]

[Squawking]

[Microphone Unreels]

- [Click]

- Well, you can scratch signature.

I've found an answer

that's saved my life temporarily.

These yellow stones

that burn like coal.

I've been wondering about this a lot.

Where do they get the oxygen to burn?

It must be similar to solid rocket fuel

with its own built-in oxygen.

Heat and flame release it.

And it's breathable.

I've gotta find some way to store it.

As far as life on this planet...

I've seen no sign of any other

living thing anywhere...

yet.

[Loud Clanging]

- [Clanging Stops]

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