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There's got to be
a fire extinguisher somewhere.

Check the panels, under your seat.

- It's just suits under there.
- Check them all.

Got it!

Mission control.

Mission control!

Why aren't they answering us?

That ain't getting it done.

We need to vent.

Is now really the time?

No! The capsule!

We need to vent the capsule.

Fire needs oxygen to live.

Yeah. We have to purge it all into space.

Everyone get your space suits on!

Don't we need oxygen to live too?

The spacecraft should repressurize
after we vent the fire.

Stop asking questions
and suit the hell up.

Welcome to the MACRONOVA 9000
full function spacesuit.

Pairing active suits.

Hen, get your suit on.

Here, take over.

Pairing active suits.

Okay. I'm tightened.

Everyone in seats.

Strap in!

Whatever's not tied down
is gonna go right out this door.

Damn it! It's stuck.

It opens inward.

All the pressure's in here, not out there.
You'll never open it.

So we just burn alive?

Not a chance.

Athena, wait!

I can't believe that worked.

A little too well.

Won't we need that?

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And then I told him
that I have to leave early.

And he said nobody's paying you
a full-time salary for half-time work.

And I reminded him that I showed up
to the office at seven this morning

to make up for that time
and he said nobody asked you to do that,

which is insane because that's exactly
what he asked me to do yesterday

when I told him
that I was going to have to leave early,

which is just like
even he doesn't understand

the crap that's coming out of his mouth.

You know what I mean?
He's just a terrible boss.

Well, maybe next time
you should put it in writing.

What?

Are you taking his side?

No, no, I'm just saying in the future
you should protect yourself.

Just make a paper trail.

Then if he forgets what you say,
you can just show him. That's all.

Oh, I did nothing about that.

Oh, wait, I did when I emailed him
a week ago and he didn't respond,

which is why I had to show up to work
today and say it to his face.

Right.

Sorry, I was trying to help.

No, you're trying to fix it.
You're trying to fix me.

Why can't you just listen and support me?

Okay, look, if I see you drowning,
am I supposed to wait for you

to ask for a life preserver?

Yes.

No. Maybe, look.

I just... I want you
to respect my autonomy, okay?

I can ask for Dr. Hanson
to explain that again.

Oh, God.
Um, this might be worse than I thought.

I thought the news was being hyperbolic

like Carmageddon or
beenado or something.

I'm gonna text Dr. Hanson
and let him know that we're gonna be late.

- I'll text him from the train.
- Laurie. Laurie. Laurie!

I'm... I'm not going.

I'm done with Dr. Hanson.

Cal, you said you were
gonna give it six months.

We've given it eight years, Laurie.
It's still the same fight.

At what point do we just admit defeat?

So you want me to what?

Just let you die here
in space-trash-apalooza?

No, I want you to respect my autonomy.

Okay.

Fine.

Laurie! Laurie!

We're not going home now, are we?

Not in this. It won't survive reentry.

Why did you have to do that?

We would have burned to death
if she hadn't.

Look, someone on the ground is going

to figure out how to get us back down,

and it's not going to be your damn fiancé.

Then who?

Hen's wife made contact with us once,
she could do it again.

Athena's right.

If there's anyone who
will help us survive

up here and get us home, it's Karen.

Hopefully she can
do it in the 12 minutes

she has on the phone with us next time.

We should be back in satellite range
in a little over one hour.

What could possibly go wrong in an hour?

We don't even know how much air
we have left in these suits.

Estimated breathing time,
one hour and six minutes.

Oh, thank you, suit.

You're welcome.

Oh, good, an hour and six minutes, so

we won't be back in range for an hour,

which means we'll only have six minutes
to figure something out.

You start panicking, son,
you're gonna suck up that oxygen

a whole hell of a lot faster.

This morning, the Inara II

was successfully launched
into low Earth orbit.

Approximately seven minutes into

the flight, all contact
with the spacecraft

was lost due to a sudden and unexpected
geomagnetic storm.

But thanks to the tireless efforts
of our MACRONOVA team on the ground

at 3:37 Pacific Standard Time.

Communication with
the Inara II was reestablished.

Tragically, while in the process
of talking the crew

through the reentry procedure,
a fire broke out aboard the vessel.

Fire suppression efforts
were reported unsuccessful at that time.

Shortly after that,
all communication ended.

Given the literal fallout
we're witnessing in the skies

over parts of the globe today,

any rescue or retrieval
is impossible at this time.

Our thoughts and prayers
are with these everyday heroes

and their families
during this difficult time.

Thank you.

- That son of a bitch.
- So he's just gonna do nothing?

Worse.

He's doing damage control.

He assumes they're dead.

No, he's betting they are.
He's hedging his bet in case they're not.

He's getting ahead of the story.

He's making it seem
like it was a lost cause.

The truth is we don't know what happened
when that orbit shifted

and we lost contact.

We won't know anything until they
come back around in a signal range.

They'll be back over the west coast
in 72 minutes.

Oh, God.

Okay.

They won't be over LA for 72 minutes,

but they're gonna be over somewhere, right?

All right, Buck, Ravi.
Let's knock it down.

Harry.

In the engine, got it.

Dispatch, this is Captain 118

responding to a still alarm
at Pershing Square.

We have a Metrolink assignment
and to cease all rail traffic.

Copy, Captain 118.

Closest USAR unit
is at a pedway collapse on 4th.

I'll send them your way when they're done.

Let us out. Help!

Laurie!

Going on up the stairs to the street.

Hey! Over here. You got to get down there.

Look, I tried, but there's sparks.

Were you on the train?

No, no, no, but my wife is.
She's trapped in there, Laurie.

I can't get to her.

Sir, we're gonna take care of her.

Why don't you wait for her
up on the platform?

All right, Ravi,
de-energize the third rail.

- There should be a switch on the track.
- Copy.

All right, let's get that door open.

- All right.
- Hey, stand back.

Everybody up top.

All right, Buck,
let's hit that satellite with CO2.

Yeah.

That's it, ma'am.
Keep moving up the stairs.

Okay, coming through.

Yeah, come on.

Okay, guys, come on through.

If you can, now's the time to get out

as quick as you can, but still safely.

Okay, I got one more.

Rav, give me a hand.

Gotcha.

- Okay, sir?
- Yeah.

Rav, on one, two, three.

- Rav, you got him?
- Yes, sir. I got him.

Head this way, sir.

Just head down there.

Hey. Are you Laurie?

Yeah. Where's my husband?

He's fine. We found him
on the platform looking for you.

Okay.

- Okay, can you move?
- No. It's stuck! It's stuck!

Hey, hey, Rav! Come on, give me a hand.

Try and pry this off her.

On three. Ready? One, two, three.

Hey, Cap. We need you down here.

Take this. I'm coming.

- What? You can't extricate her?
- She's pinned above the knee.

This thing must weigh 2 tons minimum.

I'd say slow and steady,
but the ceiling's feeling like

a timeline we don't want to miss.

- Miss, that hurts a lot, huh?
- I would use stronger language.

All right, let's see if we can
do something to help that out.

Eddie, maybe a nice cocktail for the lady.

Buck, Ravi, let's get
that hydraulic ram in here. All right?

Airbags stay in the car.
Timber's shoring up the roof.

- All right, let's move.
- Copy that.

I need the LIFEPAK.

- Laurie! I'm here, Laurie.
- Cal!

Sir. Sir, I told you to stay up
on the platform.

Oh, my God, Laurie.

- Hi. It's okay. I'm okay.
- Laurie. I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

It's okay. It's okay. It's okay.
It was just a stupid argument.

It's so stupid,
and I want to keep having it.

- Okay. Okay. Okay. Okay.
- Okay.

Hey. Hey,
you can get her out of here, right?

We're working on it right now, sir.

Dispatch, we getting USAR
out here anytime soon?

- Not for 45. Till then...
- Yeah, we're on our own.

Let me get this straight.

You want me to send one of our people

up to the roof with a satellite phone?

Yes, and it would be great
if you can do it in the next 12 minutes.

You're aware we're under
an extreme weather watch over here.

It's raining fire here.

Alden, can I have a word?

First bag going up.

Buck, you see this water?

Yeah, where's it coming from?

I didn't notice it when we first got here.

Might wanna mention it to Cap.

Heart rate is 105. BP is 96/48.

Cap, the femur might be broken,

- but it's hard to tell.
- Copy that.

Buck, how we doing out there?

Yeah, stabilized as much as we can

be, but I think our
timeline just moved up.

- We got water on the tracks.
- Broken pipe. Great.

Can anything make this day worse?
Don't answer that.

You think we're a lost cause?

I think Dr. Hanson's a terrible therapist.

- Laurie. Laurie, you okay?
- I can't breathe.

I can't breathe.

- I can't breathe.
- Hey, eyes on me.

How you doing?

I'm pretty cold.

BP's dropping 90/52.

Cap, I think the femur
might have nicked her artery.

She's bleeding internally.

Get a tourniquet on her.

What's happening?
What's happening? Laurie! Laurie.

She's out, Cap.

Hey, what's happening?

All right, Buck,
let's get him out of here.

Sir. Sir. Hey, hey. Come on, let's go.

- No, I'm not going anywhere!
- Come on. Hey!

- They need room to work.
- I'm not going anywhere.

Not a pipe!

It's a water main.

Yep. Day just got worse.

It's her.

Karen?

No, this is Cammie Raleigh
with Nashville Emergency Services.

Nashville?

Am I speaking with the folks
on the spaceship?

- Yes, yes. It's us.
- Yes, hi.

Hold, please.
Patching you through to Los Angeles.

Hen?

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God, you're a genius.

It was Maddie's idea.

And I've got Turks and Caicos
and 999 in London standing by

when we lose the connection.

- Is everyone okay?
- Yes, the... the fire is out.

We're okay.

Okay, we're going
to get you down this time

and without starting another fire.

Well, that might be a problem.

Why?

We lost the emergency hatch
when we vented the capsule.

This thing's now a convertible.

Well... what are you breathing?

- We're in the suits.
- We've got about an hour of oxygen left.

What do we do?

Even if they hadn't blown the hatch,
based on where they are,

it's gonna
take a couple of hours to get back.

Karen.

Karen.

- Still here.
- We can't come back down, can we?

No.

But you can keep going up.

Up? Up where?

Yes.

It could work. It'll be tight.
50 minutes from where they are.

Hen, we are sending you
to the International Space Station.

God, I hope they have a bathroom there.

I'm not watching the news,
at least not on TV.

Uh... Hey, I gotta go.

I get better reception
outside of the engine, so...

Oh, yeah? Well, you can also get
flaming rocks in your skull.

Okay, hey, Cal.

This is Cal.

He's gonna hang out with you
up here on the street cause no one...

is going back down into the station.
Do we understand?

Cal. Yeah?

Okay, Cal, in you get. Let's go.

So I'm... I'm what?
I'm babysitting this dude?

He's trying to avoid freaking out
because someone he loves is in danger

and he doesn't know
if she's gonna make it home tonight.

I figured maybe you guys can relate.
Get in the truck.

- How did Mama sound?
- She's good, baby.

- Everyone's okay.
- Are they on the way home?

Not just yet,
but they're on their way to a safe place

where they can dock the capsule
until it's time for them to come home.

You're sending them to the ISS?

- Yeah.
- That is so cool.

When are you coming back?

As soon as I can, but you guys need
to stay with May

and don't go outside, okay?

We've got everything under control here.
We'll be fine.

Thank you so much
for being with them, May.

I can't tell you how much I appreciate it.

Where else would I be?

- These two are pretty good company.
- I love you guys.

Take care of each other, okay?
I'll see you soon.

So what do you do now?

Hello.

- Anybody here?
- Hello?

Oh, my God.

May, are you and the kids okay?

Fine, I just need some advice on

how to get a head
wound to stop bleeding.

Again, not me or the kids.

- Uh, this woman...
- Robin.

Robin came in looking for some help,

but we're a little short on paramedics.

Um, I thought it would
stop if we applied

pressure, but it just
won't stop bleeding.

It's a head wound.

There's a tremendous amount
of blood flow there.

Even a minor cut can bleed profusely.
Any loss of consciousness?

No, uh, she's up and talking.
No nausea or dizziness either.

I feel fine, gross, but fine.

Robin, it doesn't sound like you

have a major head injury, which is good.

The laceration probably
looks worse than it is.

Did you get hit by space debris?

No. I got hit by the coffee table
in my living room.

Tripped over my dog.

Tried to call for a car,
but the driver had a no blood rule.

Then I remembered this firehouse
was down the street.

Here, I found towels.

- Thank you.
- That's a lot of blood.

If you're gonna puke, don't do it on me.

At this point, staples would be her best

bet, but that's obviously not happening.

And they don't keep surgical glue
in the firehouse.

You need something tight enough
to keep that wound closed.

If she loses much more blood,
she could go into hemorrhagic shock.

Oh, God,

my obituary's gonna read,
"Tripped over her dog and died."

Nobody is dying.

Wait, you said tight?

- You found something?
- Her hair.

When I was a kid, my mom used to

braid my hair, and it would be so tight

that I couldn't sleep at night.

- I always complained.
- May, that's genius.

Okay, you can braid her hair
over the wound to close it.

Okay, Mara, um...

Put your hand here.
Keep pressure on it, okay?

- All right. Ravi, give me that Halligan.
- Here!

Eddie, breach the window.

Breaching!

Cap!

- Got it.
- All right.

Breaching!

It's not working.

Any word on killing this water?

Dispatch, what's the ET on water shut off?

DWP says they shut it down.

Are you sure it's just not
residual water left in the pipes?

I promise you the water
is most definitely not shut off.

Let me call again.

How long?

Last time they said 20 minutes,
so this time probably 30.

Plus however long it takes for those guys

- to learn how to read a schematic.
- Copy that.

They're working on it.

You wanna connect one end
to the tablet and the other one

to the thruster's module in the console.

Go to settings,
tap command nearby devices,

and the screen
should reboot in control mode.

Okay, that did something.

Okay, I'm getting options for thruster,
reverse thruster...

Looks like a PS5 controller.

Good. All right, you fly it then.

- Me?
- I only do passenger jets.

There's your telemetry,
your pitch, and your thrust.

That's the real deal.

Looks like we've got ourselves a pilot.

Major Lewis Kern,
Apollo 18, at your service.

Okay, we need to get you moving.

Uh, we have you at 55 minutes travel time
and 64 minutes of O2.

And you called ahead.

We haven't been able to make contact
with anyone there yet.

NASA says they lost contact
when the geomagnetic storm hit.

Working theory is that it knocked out
the station's receivers.

Then we'll ring the doorbell.

Well, except the house is traveling
at 17,000 miles an hour

and approximately 53 kilometers above you.

So how do we get there?

You have to increase your orbit
and match its speed.

Major Kern, I want you
to pitch the local vertical.

- Can you do that?
- With pleasure.

Perfect. Maintain that trajectory.

And you'll let us know if it looks
like we're drifting off course?

Well, here's the thing,
higher and faster means farther away,

and we don't know how long we'll be
able to keep a connection with you.

At some point we will lose you.

No, we'll stay the course.

Okay.

- Karen.
- Yeah?

Can you call my kids?

I already did. Just bring
their mother home to us, Athena.

You know I will.

All right, everyone, here we go.

Second star on the right,
straight on till morning.

You're not a firefighter.

No, I'm just, uh...
Riding along with them for the day.

You like a Make a Wish kid or something?

You know those people
who went up in the Inara today?

Well, one of them was my mom.

Is... One of them is my mom.

Uh, so, uh... You're just...

I'm waiting for news.

Just like you.

I really wish I was down there.
I think I could help.

You can't.

All you can do is let them do their job.

These guys are the best.
They know what they're doing.

Ram's shot, it won't budge.

I'm gonna make a drain.

Diaz, how's she doing?

Not good. Tachycardic, BP's 125.

You thinking crush syndrome?

Possible organ failure.

Guys, it's not draining.

Yeah, there's concrete chunks

underneath. It won't
let the water through.

I think the water's coming in faster.

Yeah, it's eroding the hole.
It's getting bigger, damn it.

Should we call another house?

- Maybe they can lend us another ram.
- Not enough time.

We need a trauma surgeon,
that's her best shot.

Wait a minute, you wanna take her leg?

She's young and healthy.
Hospital's just down the street.

We can get her there in a few minutes.
That's her best odds.

I don't like the call.

Just because you don't like it
doesn't mean it's not the right one.

No. No, no, no, no, no. I keep thinking
what would Bobby do right now.

For all the things you just listed,
he would try to save that leg.

I'm open to other solutions, Cap.

I just don't see any other ones. Do you?

Ravi, go back to the ER. Grab a surgeon.

Tell them we need to do
a field amputation.

Copy that.

May, that looks great.

I got it to stop actively bleeding,

but she should probably
still get to a hospital.

Do you have an ETA on an RA unit?

I still don't know
when the 118 will be back.

I don't have one to send.

Even if I did, the hospitals are overrun.

Was there that much space junk?

Some, plus a lot of rubbernecking
accidents, selfies gone wrong,

heart attacks that are probably
panic attacks, you know the drill.

Yeah, I guess we'll just keep her here
to keep an eye on her

until the guys get back.

She probably shouldn't be alone.

May, we have another patient coming in.

Wait, May, did he say another patient?

They said they heard
we were treating people.

- Where?
- I may have posted something online.

What's the ETA on my trauma surgeon?

About an hour maybe.

She doesn't have an hour.
Do they know that?

Yeah, I've tried everything,
including begging,

but it's pretty backed up in here.

Damn it.

I'll do it.

They don't send you into a war zone

without teaching how
to do an amputation.

Granted, it wasn't underwater, but I

learned a couple of
things in Afghanistan.

Panikkar, grab some whole blood.
Get back here as soon as you can.

All right, copy that.

I'm gonna grab a hacksaw from the rig.

Are you gonna let me do it?

No. I'm gonna do it myself.

How many people at the firehouse now?

Uh, close to two
dozen at this point, but

more keep coming, mostly minor injuries,

along with some people who either can't

make it home or are afraid to be alone.

So the 118 is a makeshift shelter?

It's not a bad use
of an empty fire station in a crisis.

Yeah, and it says here that it's not
the only empty firehouse in town.

You know, we could put out a call for

retired or off-duty medical personnel,

social workers.

They could just go
to their nearest firehouse and help.

It would take some pressure off the ERs,

which are standing room only right now.

- Well, how fast can we spread the word?
- You'd be surprised.

You're kidding.

No, there's no way.
You want... you wanna cut off her leg?

No, I do not.

Listen, Cal, in an ideal world
you'd be having this conversation

with an actual surgeon right now, but it

appears ideal has left
the atmosphere, so...

Okay, no. What are the other options?

We wait.

City figures out
how to turn off the water.

We figure out how to pull
the concrete slab off of her leg,

hoping that the hole
doesn't get any bigger

and that her heart doesn't fail,
but most likely she will die.

She...

What? Laurie dies...

Okay, um...
but if you do this, she lives, right?

If I do this, she has a chance to live.

Two hours ago
I was having a fight with her

and now I'm gonna give you
the authorization to amputate her leg?

I'm sorry.

No, she's gonna hate me.

At least she'll be alive to do it.

Yeah.

You said they're the best, right?

You do what you have to do,
but you save her life.

All right. You got it.

All right, guys, have everything prepped.
I'm coming down.

Speed is good. Vector's solid.
You should have visual contact by now.

- We see it.
- It looks so far away.

No, it's not. You made good time.

You are about 26 minutes out
with 33 minutes of oxygen in reserve.

Hey.

NASA's still getting no response
from the crew on the ISS.

I was hoping they'd be on standby
to help them dock.

Karen?

Karen.

All right, we just have to talk them
through it before we lose them.

Guys, we still have
no radio contact with the ISS.

What does that mean?

It just means we have
to prep you for the docking

in case they're not ready for an assist.

How do you feel about that, Major Kern?

Docking procedure is like riding a bike.

But you never made it to space.

I did it many, many times
in the simulator.

So like riding a stationary bike in 1972.

- Uh-oh.
- What uh-oh?

I should've checked this before.

The Inara II isn't designed
to dock with the ISS.

What does that mean?

Hauser didn't build it
to cross the thermosphere.

The design isn't compatible
with the ISS air lock.

- So what do they do?
- Mmm.

They're gonna have to walk.

Hen, there could be
a complication up ahead.

In space, even good news sucks.

What kind of complication?

It looks like the Inara II two won't

be able to dock at any of the ports,

but you're gonna be fine.

You just need to get close enough
to an outer air lock,

and you'll be able to step right up to it.

There'll be a hatch. You'll be able...

- Hello?
- Hello?

They're not there anymore.
Guys, you're not there.

Hen?

- Hen?
- They're out of range.

Hello?

It's just us now.

Looks like maybe the station
got beat up worse than we did.

So does that mean we're not going
to be able to get on it?

Oh, we'll get on it all right.

Your wife said
we wouldn't be able to dock.

She also said it'd be fine.

Yeah, right after she said...

Look, we're gonna figure it out and

before these suits
run dry, right, Major?

Yeah, I think I already did figure it out.

You see that open hatch there?

That's the air lock.

You can't dock to it, but I think I

can get us within spitting distance.

How far can you spit?

I can get us as close as 30 feet.

And then what?

Jump.

All right, pushing Sux, Roc,
and ten mls of ketamine.

Right, one pint of O negative,
that's all they could spare.

We'll make it do.

All right, Cap. Tell me when to bolus.

Hey, Cap.

I'll tell you when to bolus.

Hey, I can still do it.

Nah. I've been waiting months for this

interim captain thing to come to an end.

I think this will finally do it.

Just give her the blood.

BP is dropping. 80 over 48.

Keep bolusing.

I'm at her femur.

BP is still falling. 60 over 32.

Bag is running dry, Cap.

- Keep bolusing.
- She's losing a lot of blood.

I'm almost done.

Ravi, get the backboard ready.

When I say go, we go.

- BP is bugging me out, Cap.
- Keep bolusing.

Almost there.

All right. Go.

Eddie, give me the heated pad.

Ravi, get that backboard in here.

Coming in.

All right. Secure those clamps.
Backboard in.

It's gonna tab shy.

Nice and easy.

Hey.

We got her.

Oh, my God. Laurie. Oh, my God. Laurie.

They got her, Cal. She made it.

She made it.

I don't know what to say to her
when she wakes up.

You can tell her there
was no good option,

but we did everything we could for her.

What if she hates me?

Then tell her to hate me.

I was the one in charge,
I'll be the one to shoulder all the blame.

Thanks, Cap.

Thank you all.

Thank you.

You made the right call, Cap.

Almost there. Almost there.

How are we gonna do this?
We're gonna do this.

We're gonna do this.

Oxygen level's

critical. Oxygenated. Four minutes to...

Hey. Just stay calm.

Hold on, I'm bringing her around.

Come on.

Oh, my God.

Guess that explains why nobody picked up.

Parker, Parker, listen to me.
You have to stay calm.

- We're gonna die out there, aren't we?
- He's having a panic attack.

His O2 supply is draining fast.

I got this, lady.
Certified yoga instructor.

Parker.

Let's bring our awareness
to our breath, to our bodies.

- Pull it through...
- Okay. Namaste ain't working.

- Let me. Look at me. Okay, look at me.
- I can't breathe.

Hear me when I say,

every breath you take is a minute
you're stealing from everybody else.

So pull your ass together.

All right, good.

Okay. Who's going first?

- I'll do it.
- Respectfully, ma'am,

I've been waiting 50 years for this.

- Tether secure.
- Parker, go, you're up.

- Oxygen level is...
- Guys!

I'm out!

I'm out of air. I can't do it.

You need to get over there now!

We'll be right behind you.

Go!

- Go!
- Damn it!

Careful now.

Easy.

Okay, Tricia, you next.

He's not looking good.

Breathe in. Breathe out.

Okay, get ready to close the hatch.

Hang on. Hang on, okay?
We're almost there.

Come on.

Wake up!

Oh, God.

Breathe, breathe, breathe.

Looks like we got company.

I'd say that's an understatement.

So am I gonna have
to report all this to the chief?

If you do,
you tell him it was your wife's idea.

Of course it was.

The hospitals were full.
The firehouse was empty.

You guys have just been performing
tiny miracle after tiny miracle.

It's what our dad taught us.

During the earthquake, Dad took us

to the church so we could be of service.

It helped take our minds
off of worrying about our mom.

And she came back.
And she will this time too.

She's alive, Harry.

Karen made contact.
She sent them to a safe place.

Hello.

Anybody here?

Hello?

Is that what I think it is?

Blood?

She's alive. Somebody get me a medkit.

She's breathing, but barely.

Contusions above the temple.

Bruises across the rib cage.
Best guess, punctured lung.

- You got that medkit yet?
- Yeah, coming.

Let's see here.

It's okay. It's okay. Just try
to stay calm and catch your breath.

You're okay.

Did Elon send you?

No, much worse. Tripp Hauser.

I hate that guy.

He's my fiancé.

My condolences.

Why are you here?

We were caught in a geomagnetic storm.

Our capsule was damaged.
We couldn't go back down.

We needed somewhere safe

while the people on the ground
figured out a way to get us back home.

Any port in the geomagnetic storm.

Lucky for me, you picked this place.

Maybe not so lucky for you.

What are you talking about?

The ISS is in the middle
of the debris field.

We've been hit three times already.

Not sure she can withstand a fourth.

A fourth?

It's coming back around.

- How soon?
- Just about...

now. Now!

Hold on to something.

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