The Last Days on Mars Page #5

something to say, just say it.

You think you should leave me behind

because I might be infected?

That's what you're thinking,

isn't it? Isn't it?

Lane, I'm sorry.

I'm just trying to help here.

But you might be infected, too.

Brunel touched you.

Let's see your neck.

Go on, let's see it.

- Site Nine.

- What?

We've forgotten about Site Nine.

Rover Two, it's still there.

It's nearly fully charged.

There's enough power to make it

to the landing site.

(BEEPING)

VINCE:
Looks like

they're following our tracks.

Let's get going.

Sh*t!

Shut down the airlock

and auxiliary cabin power.

(BEEPING)

All right.

Battery's in the red.

This better work.

VINCE:
I'm gonna go check it out.

I suppose there's no point

in saying be careful.

No. I was planning on taking

a lot of unnecessary risks.

Just don't go anywhere without me.

No, I'll go.

I have some serious

making up to do.

Let me do this. Please.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

- (BEEPING)

- VINCE:
Irwin, you copy?

I'm here, Vincent, I can hear.

Keep your eyes open.

If you see anything move,

haul ass back.

Okay.

(SIGHS)

(DOOR CREAKS)

(BEEPING)

VINCE:
Irwin, can you hear me?

You okay?

Come on, Irwin.

Can you power it up or not?

Talk to me, Irwin.

What's going on?

Are we on a private channel?

Why?

- How's Lane?

- What do you mean?

She's infected, Vince.

You need to get out of there.

It's not gonna happen, Irwin,

so forget about it.

Vincent, you're my friend.

But you're not thinking clearly

about this.

Do you think this is about me

trying to save my own skin?

I'm trying to save both of us.

It's too late for her.

I'll give you three seconds

to get back here.

- Just leave her!

- One.

- You're gonna get yourself killed.

- Two.

- For f***'s sake!

- Three. Sh*t.

Irwin's lost it.

I'm going out there.

(SOBS)

(GASPING)

Irwin! I know you can hear me!

Don't do anything stupid. Irwin!

No! Irwin! Wait!

Irwin, please, man.

Oh, f***!

LANE:
Vincent, they're coming.

Sh*t.

We gotta get outta here. Now!

80 degrees east. Into the storm.

It'll hide our tracks.

We've gotta lose 'em

before the lander.

Battery power is dropping.

(THUNDER)

So they enter our

orbit in eight hours.

That is if they come down immediately

without waiting to hear from us.

- So what are our options?

- Well, wait for dawn.

The sun should charge

the battery in about an hour,

give us enough juice

to make it to the landing site.

And what if they track

us down before than?

Then we'll just have to

run them over...

and over and over

until they stop getting up.

And waste the last

of our power.

- That is such a sh*t plan, Vince.

- I know.

You got anything better?

Do you think they still feel?

No.

Not like us.

Oh, God. I'm so thirsty.

Do we have any water left?

Yeah. Let me check.

We get to the lander, they'll have

a direct line to Mission Control.

They can help.

And I always took you

for a pessimist.

Yeah, well, I like

to keep 'em guessing.

I keep thinking about Brunel.

I could see him fighting it.

I keep wondering

if he's still in there.

Trapped inside his own body,

with no control.

Sounds like hell to me.

Do you think any part of us

survives after death?

I don't know.

That's a little bit

above my pay grade.

(BEEPING)

Lane?

MAN:
This is Aurora broadcasting

on all emergency channels.

If there is anyone out there, we're

sending an emergency team to help.

Please respond. Please respond.

This is Campbell to Aurora lander.

Campbell to Aurora lander.

Come in, Aurora lander.

- (STATIC)

- Come on.

Lane?

Lane?

Sh*t.

Come on, come on.

Lane. Lane, can you hear me?

- (LANE PANTING)

- Lane, come in.

Stay back. Stay back.

No. I'm not gonna do that.

You know I can't do that.

Oh, please. I can't stop it.

I can't stop...

Lane, listen to me.

We'll find a way.

Okay? I promise you.

We'll find a way.

Just stop, please.

Please, Lane, just stop.

- No. Come on.

- (BEEPING)

- Lane! Stop!

- (LANE WHEEZING)

Wait!

Stop! Stop!

Please! Just stop.

You'll get out and walk in the end.

On green grass.

Under blue skies, won't you?

We will. We will.

I really wanted to, Vincent.

I really... I really did want to.

Lane, listen to me. Just wait.

- I'm so sorry.

- Just stop. Please!

I'm sorry.

No!

(GASPS)

Sh*t! No!

No! Lane, no.

(SOBBING)

No!

No, please. Please. Lane.

(SOBBING)

No.

No!

(VINCE SCREAMS)

No!

Lane! Don't!

Lane! Look at me! Look at me!

Stop! No!

- Stop!

- Kill me.

Kill me.

Kill me.

(SOBBING)

MAN:
Responding to your mayday.

Approaching touchdown.

Please make contact.

MAN 2:
Altitude descending.

MAN 1:
Tantalus base,

this is Aurora.

(RADIO CONTINUES INDISTINCT)

WOMAN:
We have no response

from Campbell.

MAN 1:
Six hundred. 400.

WOMAN:

Prepare for breach conditions.

- Sh*t.

- MAN 1:
Yes, sir.

This is Aurora lander.

We have touchdown on Mars.

- WOMAN:
Roger. System check.

- MAN 1:
29 percent fuel capacity.

All crew to prepare for exit.

Pressure checks complete.

Immediate ground reconnaissance.

WOMAN:
Cabin pressure cross check.

Aurora lander, please respond.

WOMAN:
Okay, prepare rear hatch

for exit.

Aurora lander, please respond.

Do not open your bay doors.

Repeat, do not open your bay doors.

WOMAN:
We have ground contact.

Channel Nine clear for contact.

- Irwin, no!

- WOMAN:
Emergency code seven.

Stay out of there! No!

WOMAN:
We have two

unidentified figures.

MAN 2:
I'm going out to meet them.

WOMAN:
Something isn't right here.

They're not responding

to our transmissions.

MAN 1:
We have two

unidentified figures.

WOMAN:

Go to seven, go to seven.

- MAN 1:
F***, what the...

- MAN 2:
Help me!

WOMAN:
Stay back! Captain!

- MAN 1:
Jesus!

- MAN 2:
Oh, God, no! Help!

(SCREAMING)

(BEEPING)

(SLURPING)

(VINCE PANTING)

(GROWLS)

Oh, f***.

Marko.

(BAY DOOR CLOSES)

My little girl.

I can't remember her name

anymore... to say goodbye.

Ella.

Her name is Ella.

I wanna feel again, Vincent.

I can't feel my hands.

I can't let you do this, Irwin.

We can't let this get back

to Earth. It has to end here.

(ENGINES POWER UP)

(ROARS)

(YELLS)

(GRUNTS)

(GROANS)

(GRUNTS)

(ENGINES ACCELERATE)

(YELLS)

(YELLS)

(YELLS)

(SILENCE)

(BEEPING)

(EXHALES)

(INAUDIBLE)

(GASPS)

Aurora lander to Mission Control.

This is chief systems officer

Vincent Campbell speaking.

Uh...

I don't know how much

you guys know but, uh...

The entire crew of Tantalus base

was infected by some sort of...

virulent bacteria.

As far as I know, the Aurora

relief team was lost as well.

(SIGHS)

They're gone.

All of them.

Lander's in a stable orbit,

but I don't have enough fuel

to reach the Aurora.

I've got the, uh, supplies on board

for Tantalus' replacement crew.

There's a chance

they might last long enough

for you to send someone

out here, but...

(CHUCKLES)

Here's the catch.

There's a, uh...

pretty good chance

I'm infected, too.

If that's the case,

I've got just enough fuel left

to drop out of orbit

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