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People ask, where do you get your ideas?

Right here.

All of this is my magician's toy shop.

I'm Ray Bradbury, and this is...

When?

Any luck, Commander?

Yeah.

No buyer got the helmet, Simmons.

Well, maybe.

They said it would be raining.

We forgot our umbrellas. How about the sundown, sir?

Just gonna ask Christopher.

Like Columbus?

Say Christopher.

Patrons ain't travelers, Cooper.

That's right, Simmons. Science with a human face.

I've got us, and I've got the sun dome.

Eight miles, 560 yards.

Precision landing, huh?

We're lucky to be alive, Boltz. Great.

Should take us eight hours.

Mile an hour.

Yeah, if we're lucky.

We'll make our luck, kid.

There's our path.

If we veer off course, the red line will warn us by turning white.

Let's go.

What the hell?

No one told us it was going to be like that. How could they?

No jungle.

No rain.

Yeah. Even when there was rain back on Earth, it was never like this.

An ancient hour.

Forever.

And we want to colonize this puddle?

We may have no choice, folks.

Try on Earth, drown in the planet Chilea, pick your poison.

That's right, Commander.

The manual would say we couldn't make it.

Well, then, Simmons, we're just going to have to try a little rewrite.

Seven miles, 300 yards, seven hours, ten minutes to

Sundome.

Always thought they knew something we didn't. What?

The guys who designed the stone dome.

Remote landing.

No engineering crew.

I guess they knew it was no place for humans, huh?

You're a human, Simmons.

We should have buried Dick currently, too.

You heard Commander Traff.

The jungle handles the funeral arrangement.

No flowers, please.

Five miles, 900 yards.

Five hours, 36 minutes to sundown.

How long's it been raining here anyway?

Ten million years.

Give or take a million.

Boy, can't wait for that sundown, sir.

Food, dry clothes, sleep.

And the lifeboat.

Sure was good of them to leave the safety rocket.

Must have known you were navigating, Cooper.

Are you sure they're going to find it, sir?

I'm sure.

I'm lying to keep you happy. Shut up.

Three miles, 400 yards, three hours, 16 minutes, the sun

going.

One mile, 1 ,500 yards, one hour, 52 minutes.

You think Christopher could shut up, Commander?

Yeah. I can't stand it.

Approved. Yes, sir.

Then let's go.

You ever been in rain before, sir?

Back home?

Are you kidding, Cooper?

raised in San Diego.

We haven't seen rain back there in 50 years.

Oh, we had a shower once. I can remember I was about 12 in Sydney.

I can remember thinking how great the rain felt on my skin and my hair.

And folks, try to remember you're a scientist, damn it.

St. Elmo's fire.

Electricity.

Yeah.

Ancient travelers thought it was a sign.

A sign their saint was watching over them.

Ain't no saint watching over us.

Including Christopher.

All right, that's enough of that. Come on, let's go.

Like you said, Commander.

No need to bury them.

Look.

down there.

And never come out?

Just to get them shut eyes.

Commander Trapp, sir, you don't understand.

The rain. Hear this.

That is a tomb.

That is a grave.

You want that?

I wouldn't mind.

They have up to 1 ,000 drops per cubic meter.

Hey, stop the class, Paul.

Hell, when I was a kid, favorite story,

Chinese water torture.

Tie a guy up, drop, one drop, drop, drop, drop, on his head, on

his brow, blow, blow, one drop at a time.

Bolt!

Bundo! Dammit! Say that!

Bundo! Bundo!

And safety ship!

Say that! Safety ship!

Bundo! Safety ship! Safety ship! Dammit!

It's interesting.

Quick way!

Forward!

Keep moving!

Wrong's the only comfort.

the power.

It's no good.

One more hour, Simmons.

The direction of the light.

I know we're going in the right direction.

I don't think so.

And even if we are, the sundome's probably got holes in the roof.

I want out.

Give it a few more minutes.

Believe.

You go on ahead.

I'll wait here.

You can't do that.

I'm tired.

We're not going to make it.

Get on your feet, Lieutenant.

So long, John.

I've got a gun here that says I'm staying.

I'm not crazy yet, but I'm the next thing to it.

I don't want to go out like both.

You go ahead and find your sundown, Commander.

Go on.

You'll know your time.

I found mine.

As Mr. Twain said, nobody gets out alive.

It's my decision.

Simmons!

Simmons, no!

What the fuck?

All safety ship systems are go.

I'll lift off after the authorized 24 -hour rest period.

From the long rain to the never -ending sun.

It's still raining, guys.

But it can't get in.

It can't get in.