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[Narrator]
World War II.
The Nazis' secret weapon,

the V-2 rocket--
a flying bomb--

is launched
against the Allies.

London is the first city
to be attacked from space.

May 1945.

American troops capture
several V-2 rockets intact.

Destination: the USA.

Hitler's elite group
of rocket scientists,

aware that Germany
has lost the war,

surrenders to victorious
Allied troops.

Now they will build rockets
for freedom.

October 1957.

The Soviet Union
shocks the world
by launching Sputnik,

the first
artificial satellite. [beeping]

It circles the Earth
every 96 minutes,

reminding the U.S.

of the Soviet
technological triumph.

One month later,
another shock.

Laika, a Russian dog,
is the first living creature
to travel in space.

America is now far behind. [barking]

White Sands, New Mexico.

The German scientists,
now US citizens,

test their rockets
that will push the boundaries
of space.

But failure after failure
prevents the Free World

from catching up
to the Communists.

And now, at the newly formed
National Space Agency,
a new race has begun.

Who will be the first
American in space?

We put our money
on these brave test pilots,

shown here for the first time
with their Mercury
space capsule,

the Mercury Seven,
America's heroes.

Off they go
into the wild blue yonder.

[Class chattering][Teacher]
Come on in.

Come on in.

[Class tittering]

Take that seat
over there.

All right.
Settle down.

I guess by now
you've all noticed

that we have a new face
in class.

His name is Wilhelm
Frederick Von Hubber II.

The second what? Geek?

[laughter]

My name is Billy Von Huber.

Von Huber.

Your father's
the German scientist
with the space program.

I read about him.

He's going to help us
beat the Communists into space.

Class, Billy has just moved
here from New Mexico.

I know we're all going
to make him feel real welcome.

Welcome, mein F hrer.
Sieg heil.

[laughter]

[Teacher]
Button it, Edward.

[explosive sound]

Get a load of this.
The Kraut's never heard

a sonic boom before.

[laughter]

[aircraft approaching]

[sonic boom]

[scoffs]
Astronauts, huh?

No respect--
these cowboys.

[Man over P.A. system]
T-minus 15 minutes
to launch.

Redstone rocket personnel,
clear the gantry.

All personnel,
clear the gantry.

[chattering
in English and German]

Check them again.[chattering continues]

Wilhelm!

Ja?

This bird's
gonna fly, right?

My Redstone rocket will do
what is was designed to do,
Mr. Stanton.

Well, that's good,
because so far,

they've been designed
to go boom.

And your boss, Mr. Vestal,
he doesn't like boom.

The NASA unterdirektor's
very well aware of the risks.

I want to show you something.
I want to-- Come here.You understand me?

You understand that,
Rudolph?

I wanna show you something. Ja.

You see that? Ja.

You see that over there?
You know what that is?
That's a bus.
Ja.

And you know
what it's full of?

Senators.Good.

And you know
what senators are?

I don't need a civics lesson,
thank you, Mr. Stanton.

They're money, Wilhelm.Mm-hmm.

And if they don't like
what they see here today,

there's no money.Mmm.

So no money
equals no space program.

You understand?
Now, even I understand
those astrophysics.

My bird will fly,
as promised.

If you'll excuse me, please.
Dieter!

[Dieter]
Ja,Wilhelm. Ja!

We take it up to 12.
Now it should work.

Last month's performance specs
on the Astro C, Mr. Thornhill.

Put them on my desk.

Propulsion main valve status
is in standby mode.
Everything is A-okay.

Thrust board.
We are good to go.
Series check.

Hold for pressurization.We should be okay
for liftoff. Check.

He was up all night

making sure this was going
to work for you, George.

[chuckling]

Come on, come on, come on.

[chattering]

Gate 2 is transmitting.
A-okay across the board.

Trajectory, gauges,
gyros-- A-okay....status is A-okay.

Wind direction is...Roger that.
Azimuth clock is on.

Telemetry is go.Roger. Fuel pump is go.

Initiate auto-sequence.

In 10, 9,

8, 7, 6...

Tesla cord.Roger.

[over P.A. system]
5, 4,

3, 2, 1.

[camera shutter clicks]

Booster ignition.

[Man]
Liftoff.

[Man speaking German]

On course. It's a go.

Go, baby.

We have thrust 100%.

Thrust support,
stand by.

[chattering continues]

[Man]
Telemetry is increased.
Trajectory deviation.

I'm getting
the guidance voltage.

Support,
we have a possible abort.Check for deviation.

...7, 10 degrees...12 percent.

Override guidance systems.Guidance will not accept
my command, sir!

[overlapping shouting]

That's heading
for population!Kill it!

[camera shutter clicking]

[gasps]

[chattering]

I'm starving.I know.

You're eating in
the no-Kraut zone.

Americans only,
Wilhelm.

I am just as American
as you are.

Really? Okay.

Who got traded for Hank Bauer
of the Yankees this year?

Roger Maris.

And he's gonna get MVP,
too, Edward.

Yeah, well, your dad's
one of those Nazi rocket guys,

and that makes you
a dirty, stinking Nazi,
Wilhelm.

[laughter]

That one hurt.

Sauer-Von-Kraut.

One for the jerries.

Fight, fight, fight!

[chanting]
Fight! Fight! Fight!

Does anybody want
to hazard a guess
of what these are?

To the untrained eye,

they could be
just chunks of scrap metal.

But, in fact,
what they are

is the sum total
of our race to space.

Now, please, tell me,

what the hell happened
out there today?

In short, telemetry data
indicates malfunction
of the guidance system.

Hooey and horse pucky.

If I wanted textbook answers,
I'd buy a textbook.

Our military intelligence
tells us

that the Reds are ready

to put a man in space
yesterday.

I'm getting pressure
from Congress

to put one of
our Mercury boys

into orbit in January.

January? This is too soon.

The capsule is not
even man-rated yet.

The Astro C rocket
might be ready in January.

Don't be ridiculous.
The Astro C is [German].

The Astro C is months
behind the Redstone!Boys-- Boys--

[whistles]

Now, nobody is suggesting

that we light a faulty candle
under a human being.

No. We're gonna send up
a test subject first--

an air force chimpanzee.

We have a Dr. McGuinness,

who's a world-renowned
veterinary scientist

who's gonna do the training.

Now, we've got nine weeks
until launch time.

What I need to know
from you, Wilhelm--

can you do it?

If that is what
you require of me,

then we will.

Good.

'Cause I'd hate
to wake up one morning

and find the world
looking like this.

Nor would I.
Thank you, sir.

[clears throat]

Wilhelm.

Billy's school
is calling.

[sighs]

[Principal]
He has failing grades

in math, history,
and science.

We're considering
putting him back a grade.

That is unacceptable.

My son--Had similar problems

at his last school
in New Mexico.

Billy has trouble
making friends.

He's very withdrawn.
Is there trouble at home?

What are you implying?

A lost pet?

I have no interest in pets.

A death in the family?

Wilhelm's mother died
three years ago.

We are past that now.

I see.

Dr. Von Huber,

I understand the problems
you foreigners can have

in our country.[chuckles]

I think if we
hold him back, it will--

Hold it.
Wilhelm needs his discipline.

Every day, after school,
he will report

directly to my office
at NASA.

I will personally see
that his grades improve.

And now, if you will excuse me,
I am very busy.

Dr. Von--
Dr. Von Huber--

[door closes]

You do not eat.

I'm not hungry.

Well, maybe if we had
some normal food.

[housekeeper scoffs]
You always liked my bratwurst.

I was pulled away
from very important work
today because of you.

Do you wish
to talk about this?

The kids at school--

they call me a Nazi.

A dirty, stinking Nazi.

And because of this,
you behave like a savage?

Yeah.

Your actions
disappoint me.

What was I supposed to do,
just sit there and take it?

[pounds table]Fighting is not the answer.

The world has seen too much
of fighting.

You are a Von Huber.

You are above that.
You are a German!

I am not a German!

Don't you get it, Dad?
I'm an American.

Americans
don't eat this crap.

No.

You will go
to your room.

[shouts in German]

♪♪ [rock]

[chimpanzees screeching]

Mac? Mac?

Mac! Where's Mac?

[screeching continues]Mac, where are you?

[chittering]

Mac!

Come on.

This isn't funny.[chittering continues]

Mac. Mac.

I don't have all day.[screeching]

[gasps]

[chittering]

[screeching]Aah!

No! Get him off me!

Get--

Ow.

Get him off me.

Mac, get off him now.

Stop it.
Get back to your cage. Mac![screeching]

Keith, a little help
here, please.

There you are.
I've been looking
all over for you.

Come here. Hey!
Come back! Come back here!

Hey, Mac!

Hey, stop!

[chittering]

[Keith]
Doc, this chimp is crazy.

He shouldn't even
be in the program.

Hey, come here.

What are you doing in here?
This is a restricted area.

My dad works here.

You have to leave
right now.

[chittering]

[Keith]
Get in your cage.

This term paper
is for 50% of your grade.

Those of you who have not
turned in your topics to me,

please turn them in now.

And everybody pair up.

Okay. All right.

Oh, Billy,

I'm afraid you can't
write about baseball.

Edward and Michael are
already writing on baseball.

Hey, Von Kraut,

maybe you can write
about how you lost the war.

Enough, Edward.

I know. Why don't you
write about astronauts?

That's something you
should know a lot about.

Can I write
about something else?

Astronauts, Billy.

[chimpanzees screeching,
chittering]

All right, boys. Hold on.
I'll feed you in a second.

[screeching]

Hey! Come on, Mac!
I'm getting tired of this.

[Dr. McGuinness]
What did you do?Let's go. Get in there.

Come on.How many times
have I told you?

You can't leave
the food unattended.

Look, I don't need
to take this crap,

especially
not from a woman.

What's that
supposed to mean?

It means I quit.

Clean it up yourself.
I've had enough.

[screeching]

[sighs]
Damn it.

Why do you always
do this to me, Mac?

[chimpanzees chittering]

You again?

[screeching]

Don't you have friends?

I just moved here.
What's with the monkeys?

They're not monkeys,
they're chimpanzees.

Pan troglodytes, if you
want to get scientific.

Well, who made the mess,
the crazy one?[chittering]

You mean Mac?

Every day, he does something
to make my life more difficult.

Who's the big one?That's Alpha.

We have to keep him
and Mac separated.
They're rivals.

If only the rest of them
could be like him.

What do you do
to punish them?

Send them to their room
without a banana or something?

Look,
I appreciate your help,

but I've got work to do,
and you're not supposed
to be here.

This is a restricted area.[phone rings]

Hello?

Yes, this is
Dr. McGuinness.

Sure.

Hey, Mac.

[grunts]

Want to see
my baseball cards? Here.

No. Uh-uh. No.

This is Don Larson, okay?

He pitched a perfect game
for the Yanks in 1956.

Sure. Okay. Bye.And this is Mickey Mantle.

He's the main reason why
the Yankees are always
in the World Series.

And this guy--
he's my favorite.

He's my lucky card.
This is Roger Maris.

And now that
he's joined the Yankees,

there's no team
in the American League
that can beat them.

Their nickname
is the Bronx Bombers.

What do you know?
He likes you.

I'm Donni.I'm Billy Von Huber.

Your father
Wilhelm Von Huber?

Yeah. Have you
heard of him?

Everybody's
heard of him.

If it weren't
for your dad,

there wouldn't be
a space program.

Oh, here.
I came to give you this.

I think Mac kind
of pick-pocketed
you yesterday.

Thanks. I almost couldn't
get on the base this morning.

Guards wouldn't believe
a woman was actually working

on Project Mercury.

You're working
on Project Mercury?

See what I mean?
Look, I have a meeting,

so you need to go.

Astronauts?

You're gonna train them
to be astronauts?

You're gonna
send them up to space?

Great. Secret's out.

Now I'll have to kill you.

Or I could hire you.

You're kidding, right?

Look, I'm one assistant down,

and Mac really seems
to like you.

I've got less
than five weeks to go
on this thing,

and frankly, I could use
all the help I can get.

What would I have to do?

Be here
after school tomorrow.

All right.

♪♪ [rock]

♪ I know you're playin'
games with me ♪

♪ You lock me up,
won't let me see ♪

♪ And I go up
when you go down ♪

♪ I start to cry,
I start to clown ♪

♪ I need to know
if you're foolin' me ♪

♪ When you say
that you'll be mine ♪

♪ You got me
runnin' in circles ♪

♪ You got me
dizzy and blind ♪

♪ You got me
goin' on a seesaw ♪

♪ Well, all right,
well, all right,
well, that's fine ♪

♪ You got me
runnin' in circles ♪

♪ You got me
dizzy and blind ♪

♪ You got me
goin' on a seesaw ♪

♪ Well, all right,
well, all right,
well, that's fine ♪

Pick it up.
Pick it up.

Come on. You can do it.
Pick it up.

Pick it up.
Pick it up.

So the chimpanzees
will be able

to simulate
the same kinds of tasks

that the human astronauts
will perform, huh?

[speaking German] Ja. Jawohl.

Speak English, please.

Open the hatch, please.

Yes, sir.

So, as you will soon see,

Memo: Adden zie doorknob.

[laughter]

But it's actually quite--[clattering]

[clang]
[whimpers]

...spacious inside the capsule.

[speaking German]

[chattering]

Gunter, the latch. Ja.

[Stanton]
Spacious, yeah.

It's a back seat
of a Volkswagen in there.

Excuse me, sir.
You have a phone call.

I'm in the middle
of a tour.
I'll call them back.

[Wilhelm]
Ja.Good. Good.Sir, it's, uh...

Right there.
That's good.You may spit it out.

It's Robert Thornhill, sir.

Thornhill?
Of Astro Industries?

I guess he wants to wish
Wilhelm luck

on his press conference
here today.

[laughter]

I think
I better take this.

Show them
through the boosters.

Senators, if you will
just come this way.

Now, please watch
your step.

Astro C rockets.

What [German]. Ja.[speaks German]

Our rocket versus
the Astro C rocket.

It's a shootout, partner.

A shootout.
What is that?

You know, like in Gunsmoke.

Ah. Bang-bang. Ja.Bang-bang.

There's no shootout.

There's only one rocket.
It's my rocket.

Ja. Ja.

Get back to work.

Yes, sir.

[German accent]
So, your Germans had
a little setback, ja,Ralph?

Well, this is an interesting
time for you to call.

I know that German engineering
is very capable,

but don't you think
we owe it to ourselves

to see how the Americans
would do

against the Communists?

Yes, sir, I agree.
I always have.

Did you get those
World Series tickets

I sent over last month?

Yes, I did.

The least I could do
for a fellow Sigma Phi.

Right, Stanton? Yes, sir.

Good luck with the chimps.

Thank you.

Damn.

Wilhelm!

Good. Good.
That's good.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.
That's it now.

Let's go, big guy.

Alpha, white triangle.

Good job, Alpha.
You are so smart.

You know,
Alpha's not the smart one.
Mac is the smart one.

Oh, you were saying?

You know, you'd save time
if you'd just pick Mac
right now.

But he has to prove himself.

Mac may not be the best
candidate for space flight.

How'd he get the name Mac?

The Merriman
Aerospace Center-- MAC.
It's where he was trained.

Is that where
he got so crazy?

No. I think he was separated
from his mom too early.

You too, huh?

You two
really do get along.

It's amazing.
Maybe you're related.

What are you doing here?I can explain.

Get back
to your studies, please.

You have work to do,
do you not?

Excuse me, Dr. Von Huber,
but I gave him permission.

And you are?

I'm Dr. McGuinness.

You are Dr. McGuinness?

Yes.

Did you give my son permission
to neglect his studies, ja?

You think he's here to play
with these silly monkeys? Hmm?

Come on.

Let's go. Come with me.
Not you. Stop it.

Come here. Stop...[chittering]

Okay. What did you do?Mac-- Mac, no.

Get this thing.Mac, get down.

Okay, that's it. Come on.

Wilhelm, come with me
right now.

Wilhelm,
come with me right now.

They're not monkeys.

They're chimpanzees.

Pan troglodytes, if you
want to get scientific.

Come with me.
[speaks German] Huh?

Can we talk about this?

Billy's a real help here.

He's already established
a bond with the chimps.

Wilhelm is here
on the base with me

to improve his grades.

I made a promise
to his school. Ja?

You understand?
Thank you.

What if I help him study?

In exchange, you let him
work here in the lab.

You know how ridiculous
you make me look?

You know how? Hmm?[scoffs]

[typing]

Interesting filing system.

It's not fair.
Everyone else gets a partner.
I have to work alone.

That's pretty tough,
isn't it?How would you know?

When I was in grad school,

I was the only woman
in my program.

Nobody wanted to be
my partner, either.

You know what?
If I don't get an A
on this paper,

I fail for the semester.

Well, then,
we better get to work.

We?

Who knows more about chimps
than a primate researcher

with a doctorate
from Harvard?

[chattering]

Howdy, partner.

So how those damn Yankees
are doing, pilgrim?

Dieter, it's November.
The season's over.

Oh. Ja. Ja.

Did we win?

[chattering continues]

Hi, everybody.Oh, Donni, hi.

I fix you a plate, ja?

Yes. Sure.
Thank you.Thank you so much.

I get you
a nice cold beer.Okay.

How's Mac?Thank you.

Mac's fine.
He misses you.

Has anyone
been chosen yet?

No. Nobody's been chosen.

Here you are.
Everything's almost ready.

Thank you.
[chuckling]You just relax.

Where's your dad?

He's inside,
working as usual.

[door opens]

Working on Thanksgiving
is downright un-American.

Ja.I--
I am very busy.

Thank you.

All right.
So I'll cut right
to the chase.

Dr. Von Huber, you're sending
a chimp into space,

and it's my job to choose
the best test subject--

one who makes you look good,
me look good,

and the Mercury Redstone
program look good.

I have no opinion
on these chimps.

Look, I need your son's help.

I can't tell you why
animals and humans bond
the way they do,

but sometimes it happens.

The chimps love Billy.
They respond to him.

And, frankly, he may be
crucial to their training.

Absolutely not.

I have made my decision
on this issue.

I thought you might
be interested in this.

Billy's doing great
in school.

He's learning responsibility
and discipline.

Your son is growing up.

I have no interest
in this conversation.

Well, maybe this
will interest you.

One chimp has to be certified
to fly on your rocket.

I'm the one
doing the certifying.

What are you saying?

If I don't choose a chimp,
you don't have a flight.

[door opens]

[sighs]

♪ Hey, pretty baby

♪ You're the cream
of the crop ♪

[no audible dialogue]

♪ Now, don't you wanna
take a ride and see
where I come from? ♪

♪ I know you're gonna love it
'cause you know how to dance ♪

♪ Now, everybody's going,
girl ♪

♪ You better
take a chance ♪

♪ Hey, now all you gotta do
is better hang on ♪

♪ I'm gonna rock you
into orbit all night long ♪

♪ I'll rock you into orbit ♪ All night long

♪ I'll take you to the moon ♪ All night long

♪ I'm gonna rock you
into orbit ♪ ♪ All night long

♪ I'm gonna rock
you in your dreams ♪ ♪ All night long

♪ I'll take you to the place
where the kids are real gone ♪

♪ I'm gonna rock you into
orbit all night long, yeah ♪

What's wrong, Mac?

Don't chimpanzees
like bananas?

[grunting]

Yeah, you think
that's bad?

You should try
Gerta's schnitzel.

Now, this is where we train
the monkeys to go into space.

They're just
like the astronauts,
only better-looking.

[laughter]Excuse me.

This area is off-limits
to civilians.

Oh, these guys aren't civil.
They're senators.

Where's Dr. McGuinness?I'm Dr. McGuinness.

You're Dr. McGuinness.

I got you guys Natalie Wood

to give us the VIP tour.[laughter]

These animals are very edgy
and vulnerable to other people.

What exactly do you feed
the monkeys?

They eat a diet of mixed
fruits and meats, but--

[imitating chittering]

Sir, please.And pineapples.

Pineapples, please.
Pineapples.

Senator Kowa here
is from Hawaii,

and I promised him
pineapples.

[chittering]I didn't throw it.

What's a kid doing here?

That's Wilhelm
Von Huber's boy.

It's already been cleared
with the director.

I don't care
if he's Tarzan of the Apes.

Get rid of him. Okay?
Thank you.

Gentlemen,
this way, please.

Now, this is the mock-up
of the capsule

we're using to train
both the chimps
and the astronauts.

Hey, am I gonna get fired?

How can they fire
an official trainer?

Are you sure?

Somebody's gotta
clean those cages.

Great, Mac. Real smart.

[screeching]

How did he do?

90% correct responses.

Blood pressure, pulse--
all normal.

Okay, Billy,
it's Mac's turn.

You're on deck.

We're gonna get you picked
for the majors yet.

All right.

[screeching]

Oh, buddy,
take it easy.

Whoa. Whoa. Hey. Hey.

Whoa.Come on, Mac.

Come on. Come on down.
Get off him.

Forget it, Billy.
Bring in the other chimps.

Come on.
You gotta give him a chance.

We're way behind schedule.

All right. Here.
Mac, look.

There's nothing to it.

You just sit down,
and you're fine.
That's it, okay?

Nothing to this thing.
[screams]

♪ Friday night is comin',
and my fuel injector's
hummin' ♪

♪ Baby's gonna be
right by my side ♪

♪ You think that you're
the master, but the wheels
are spinning faster ♪

Mac! Mac, stop this thing! ♪ Baby's gonna take you
for a ride ♪

[chittering] ♪ Baby wants to ride

♪ In my red Corvette [screaming]

♪♪ [continues]

[groaning]

[screaming] ♪ Baby wants to ride
in my red Corvette ♪

♪ Baby wants to ride
in my Corvette ♪

I'm still not talking
to you.

[kiss]

You guys think
you can play baseball, huh?

Okay, here we go.

Just like Roger Maris.

Keep your eye on the ball.
Let's go.

No. No, you don't go to third,
you go to first, right?

Go to first.
Go to first.

All right. No.
No, no, no, no, no.

That's right field.
Come back.

Keep coming.
Now stop, all right?

Run to first base.
Good.
[grunting]

Second base.[screeches]

Perfect.[screeching]

All right.

All right, Mac.
Go around the bases.

All the way around.
Go all the way around.

All right. Good.

All right. So you want
to go around again?

[screeching]

[chittering]

Okay, here we go.

[grunts]

Nice going, slugger.

Suspended?24 hours.
It's regulation.

What were you thinking
taking the chimps out?

I was just--They could've run away.

They could've gotten hurt.I was just trying to--

I don't want to hear it.

Please,
just get out of here.

Quite an arm there, kid.

Oh, thanks.

Blowing off some steam?
Yeah.

I like to come out here
and chuck the old
horsehide myself.

You're Von Huber's kid,
Billy.

Yeah, that's right.I'm Al Shepard.

Me and my pilot buddies
got a lot of respect
for your old man.

Really?

Darn right.
None of us are too anxious

to come back barbecued ribs,
if you know what I mean.

A little pep.

That's good.

Look. Slow down.
Slow down.

Stop.

Jim, see that kid
over there?Yeah.

Now, for that
split-fingered fastball...

Keep your eye
on him, will you?

Yes, sir.

I just had to pee.

Now, Benedict Arnold's
plot was revealed

when Major André--[door opens]

We're here for Von Huber, ma'am.
William Von Huber.

Finally gonna
deport you, Kraut.

[Reporters shouting]Excuse me. Excuse me.
Hey, Donni!

Donni.
Billy--
Billy, come here.

Look, I brought Mac down
for the conference,

and he ran away
and he went crazy.

Where is he?He's up there.

I tried everything.
I need you to talk him down.

Mac.Go call security.

We have a situation.

We'll need some help here.
Hey, Billy.

Billy, I meant
from the ground.

Billy, come on.
This is dangerous.

I don't want you to do that.

Please get down from there.
We can get it done another way.

Just talk him down.
Billy, listen to me.

Get down here.Hey, buddy.

What's all the ruckus?

[McGuinness]
Go get his father.[chittering]

No, you don't want
to fall from here.
You could d--

get, um--
get hurt real bad.

Come on, come on.

There are people waiting.
We should come down.

Billy...

Let's go.

All right.
Maybe we'll wait here a second.

[chittering]

Here. Remember?
This is Roger Maris.

[grunts, chitters]

I carry him in my pocket
'cause he just got traded.

A new team, new city.
He might feel kind of lonely.

I always used to listen
to the Yankees on the radio

with, um,

my mom.

[chitters]

Yeah. Mac,
she loved baseball.

And I had this cap
she wore at games, and,

well, it still smells
like her.

But I miss her, Mac.

I swear, I miss her
every day and every second.

You know,
if you don't get down,

we're both gonna get
cut from the team.

You don't wanna go back
to the minors, do you?

All right.
So come on. Let's go.

And now
what happens, huh?

Dr. Von Huber, I--What?

Oh, my God!

[screams][Wilhelm shouting]
Wilhelm!

[screeching]

Get down!

Wilhelm!
Do something!

Mac, pull me up!
[screaming]

[yelling]

Wilhelm!
Billy, hold on!Dad!

Hang on, Billy!Oh, God, Billy!

[screeching][Billy screaming]

[people shouting,
screaming]

[screeching continues]

Hold still, son!
Hang on!

Dad, help me!

Mac!

Hold onto me!

Hold on, Billy.

Make that monkey
save him!

Pull me up!

Okay now. That's good.

Just be careful now.Come on, Mac.

Wilhelm, are you okay?

Oh, my God!
You scared me to death!

Oh, God!
You scared me to death!

[Dr. McGuinness]
Come on down, Mac.[chittering]

And you-- you risked
the life of my son
for a monkey.

Dad, she didn't--No! Shh!

You are children,
she is an adult!

She should know better.

In a few years,
men will be shooting
back and forth

between here and the moon
like you and I go to Frisco.

Is it too much to ask
that the rockets
that take them there

are Astro C's?

Robert,
I can't take sides.

[chuckling]

You know what happens
to people

who walk down the middle
of the road, Ralph?

What?

They get run over.

Are you threatening me?

You were a soldier once.

Does the word loyalty
ring a bell?

Let me ask you something.

You're 45 years old.

You make what,
less than 10 grand a year?

You have to know the minute
they get this project
off the ground

that you are expendable.

Now, do you have any idea

what a vice president
at Astro makes?

All right.
What are you trying to say?

I'm saying
we didn't win the war

to give America
back to the enemy.

You have access
to Redstone.

Are you asking me
to sabotage the launch?

That's treason.

Not if you're doing it
for your own country.

You hate the Germans
as much as I do.[pounds desk]

Hell, we fought
the sons of bitches together.

Now, let the best team win--
the American team!

I have a lot
to think about.

Well, I have no more time.
I want your answer now.

You're either in,
or you're out.

You taking
the monkeys to lunch?

Oh, hi,
Captain Shepard.

Call me Al.Al.

How's your pal doing?

He took 8 g's
on the centrifuge.[whistles]

He's gonna be
our first astronaut.

Hey, hold on
a second, kid.

I wouldn't exactly
call him an astronaut.

It takes a lot more
than flipping switches
to pilot a rocket.

Well, my dad says
that the capsule's
completely automatic,

and that you guys
are more like passengers
than pilots.

Oh, yeah? Yeah?Yeah!
[yells]

Can you spare the kid
for an hour?
He's all yours.

[humming]

Wow!

Yeah!

[Billy yelling]

[laughing]

You think a chimp
can do that?

Well, Mac could.

[laughs]
All right.

You ready
to take over there?

You want me to fly the jet?

Yeah, it's easy.

Just grab the stick.

All right.

Now, let's take her
a little left.

[yelling]

[Shepard]
Whoa-ho-ho-ho!

[laughing]

Whoa there, cowboy.

Easy on the stick.Yeah.

Just take it easy.
Little movements there.

You heard of milking
the cow, right?

It's more like
milking a mouse.

That's it.

There you go.

Now you got the hang of it.

All right.
You seen enough?

No. Let's do it again.

All right.
It's your call. Here we go.

Got you, pal.
You're gonna make
one hell of a pilot.

What are you doing?

Dad...Kid's never been up
in a jet before.

He's passed his first test
with flying colors.

Why are you people continually
trying to kill my son?

Whoa now, Doc.
It's not like he went up
with some damn crop duster.

No! This is my son. My son!
He is in my care!

I say what he does
and does not do!

[speaking German]

Wilhelm, [speaks German].

Wilhelm, [speaks German]!

Wilhelm!
[huffs]

I think the kid
prefers "Billy."

Come on.
Somebody answer.

Hello.
This is Billy Von Huber.

Come back.

Hello?
This is KA-6 to NO-8,

Billy Von Huber
in Florida.

Come back.

Can you hear me?

Is anybody there?

Hello?

[Billy]
So what's he have to do?

[McGuinness]
Throw a few switches
while we spin him.

We have no way of knowing
what to expect up in space.

Disorientation,
zero gravity.

What's with the wires
on his feet?

Okay, if you're ready,
let's begin.
Come on, Billy.

[beep]

Hey, Alpha's
really catching on.

[chittering]

[beep]

[electricity arcing][screeching]

What are you doing?
You just shocked him!

It's the shock reward system.

If they respond correctly,
we give them a banana pellet.
If they don't--

[zap]You're hurting him!

It's just a mild shock
to get the message across.

That's the only way
we can train him, Billy.
If you can't help, step out.

[Billy]
Come on, buddy,
concentrate.

When you see the light,
hit the lever.

[beep]

[zap][screeching]

[beep]

[zap][screeching]

Stop the test!

Billy, it's his last chance.
If he fails this test,
he's out.

Okay. Now, come on.
It's simple.

First base.

Second base.
Third base.

Okay? When you see the light,
hit the base.

And don't hit right field,
or you'll get shocked.

Billy, we don't have all day.

[beep]

Come on, Mac.
That's second. No, first.

First base.

[bell dings]

Good. All right.[beep]

Second base.

[bell dings]

All right, all right.
Third base.

[beep]Third base.

Good, Mac. Good boy.[bell dings]

That joystick right there
fires your thrusters.

Over here-- that's your
escape tower jettison.

And right here,
under that cover--

that's your retro rockets.

Oh, yeah.
That's right field.

Right field?

Never mind.All right.

This is your altitude
right there.

[Narrator]
The Mercury Redstone rocket

nears completion
at Cape Canaveral.

America is pinning its hopes
on this modified

intercontinental
ballistic missile

to catch the Soviets
in the conquest of space.

The previous test launch
of the mighty Redstone

ended in failure.

This time,
there's no margin for error,

as a live subject--

an air force chimpanzee--
will be on board.

Who will be
this brave astro chimp?

NASA is set to announce
their selection any day.

[chattering]

52 pounds and 1 ounce.

46 pounds,

4 ounces.

Ladies and gentlemen,

after months
of rigorous training,

from a group
of over 100 chimpanzees,

I'm proud to announce our choice
for the first chimp in space,

Test Subject Number 65,

[applause]

better known as Mac.

Yes!

[screeching]

[laughing]

[chattering]

[cheering]

[blowing raspberries]

[chattering]

Excellent choice. Ja.

Hey, buddy,
you are going to be
the first astronaut in space.

[McGuinness]
If it weren't for you, though,
he couldn't have done it.

Why didn't Alpha win?Well, actually,
Alpha was winning.

If it weren't for
your baseball signs, Billy,

Mac would've washed up.

You kicked some
serious monkey butt.

Besides, we have
a 50-pound weight limit.

Guess who ate himself
out of a job.

[grunting]

[both chuckling]

All right. Here.

This...

is for you.

See?

Billy, Frank Barnett,
NASA PR liaison.

I'm the guy
that's gonna make sure

the entire world knows
about your friend there.

And, Billy, I've got
one corker of an idea

as to how
we're gonna tell them.

[camera shutter clicks]

♪♪ [marching band]

[cheering]

♪♪ [stops]

Ladies and gentlemen,
boys and girls,

let's give a big hand
to our own Billy Von Huber

and Mac,
America's first astronaut!

♪♪ [marching band][crowd cheering]

Mac!

Mac! Come here, Mac![laughter]

Come here.
Mac, come here.

Mac![chittering]

[Reporter]
America's first astronaut

seems to be having
the time of his life.

[camera shutters clicking][laughter]

[McGuinness]
Mac, get down.

[Frank] Billy, join me
up here on the podium. This is so exciting, Wilhelm.

Why don't you
tell everyone here

what your relationship is
with the chimpanzee.

All right.
He's my best friend.

[Frank]
Your best friend? Wilhelm, we make it work.

Come and see your boy.If we don't
finish calculating

these g-loading forces,
nobody is going into space.[phone ringing]

[speaks German]
Dieter.
Ya?

Distorting your equation does
not work in this calculation. Ja.Yes, sir.

I've told you that
from the beginning.I realize that,

but you're talking
about the plans,

and I'm talking about Billy,
and it's not every day--

Don't say it. I'm not interested
in monkeys and boys.Herr Director.

I'm interested
in the work of men.Herr Von Huber!

What? What, Rudolph?

It's President Kennedy.

[Reporter on TV]
...Mercury space program.

Mac, a passenger
on a Redstone rocket...

Hello?

Yes, sir, Mr. President.
This is an honor.

If Mac could say something
to the Russians,
what would it be?

[blows raspberry][camera shutter clicks]

[laughter]Did you get that?

[laughter continues]Oh...

Uh, why don't we, uh, open up
the floor for questions?

Surely someone
has a question.

Have you met
any real astronauts?

Yeah, my friend Alan Shepard.

Alan Shepard, my butt!

[Frank]
Ladies and gentlemen,
boys and girls,

one of America's
Mercury 7 astronauts,

Alan Shepard!

[cheering]

[no audible dialogue]

Yes, I know how important
this is to our country.

We will not fail you.

[cheering continues]

I'm-- I'm--
I'm sorry, Mr. President?

Yes, there is nothing
more important

than this program, sir.

Goodbye, sir.
And thank you, Mr. President.

[phone hangs up]

[speaking German]

Nicht.

Nicht.

[Gerta]
It is the middle of the day.

What is wrong?

I find that space

is finite but unlimited.

Space is not
unlimited, Gerta.

It is 8 feet by 8 feet.

The size of this room.

The size of my life.

But my world
should be...bigger.

It should be big enough
to hold...

my son.

I will win this race to space,

but I will lose my son.

Do not let it happen,
Wilhelm.

I want to change,
but I--

I'm so damn stubborn, so...

German?

Too German.

Ja.
[applause]

See you, Mac.Bye.

Bye.Bye, Mac.

Bye.Good luck.

Bye, Mac.Come on, Steph.

Let's blow
this trout stand.

Hey, Billy, I was thinking

maybe we could go
to a movie or something.

All right. I'm kind of busy
with the launch right now,
though.

[horn honks]

Hey, Wilhelm!

So you want to go
for a little spin or what?

All right!

Come on. Even better.
It's good for the paint.

Ah, okay.[tires screeching]

I was about your age

when I sent away
for this book on rockets.

And this book I read
until the thing falls apart.

And even then, as a boy,

I start
to build a dream.

You mean,
to send a man up in space?

No. But ja.
Ja,that's the first step.

No. My dream...

is to send a man
to the moon.

Ja.

And then to Mars,
and beyond that, who knows?

Because you see,
only here in America,

can I build this dream,
hmm?

And I'm very proud
of my new country,

and I think they are

also maybe proud of me.
[chuckles]

Why don't you ever
talk about Mom?

It's because--

because it brings
so much pain.

But I want to talk about her,

and I don't want
to forget about her.

Ja.

You know, sometimes,

I feel closer to the moon

than I do to you,
my own son.

It should not
be that way, huh?

[no audible dialogue]

[sighs]

Did you get my envelope?

Mm-hmm.

All right.

Now, it can happen
on the pad,

it can happen in the air,

but either way,

it has to look as if
the Redstone rocket failed.

Relax.

I make the boom
big enough,

nobody finds nothing
to trace.

I won't see you again.

[moaning softly][door opens, closes]

Hey, buddy.

My dad went to get
some stuff from his office,
so I came to say good night.

[moaning continues]

Hey, what's wrong?

You're not sick.

You're lonely.

Wait here, Mac.

All right.
I know you're scared.

All your buddies are gone.

So I'm gonna leave you this.

This is a microphone.
This is a speaker. Okay?

You can hear me.
I can hear you.

[chitters softly]

All right.

[door opens, closes]

Mac?

It's me, buddy.

I'll keep talking to you.

Mac, when you come back,

we'll be pals, remember.

And I'm gonna take you
to Yankees' games, all right?

You know, after my dad
sends you up,

he's going to send a man
to the moon and then to Mars.

And maybe we'll go
to all of the lands.

We'll see other stars
and galaxies

and other solar systems.

Just think, Mac,
you're an explorer,

just like
Christopher Columbus,

and they're gonna
build statues of you

all over the place.

And just think,
you're the first,

and everyone's gonna
have to follow you.

Well, you should probably
get some sleep.

You have a big day tomorrow.

Good night, Mac.

[Wilhelm]
This flight of the Mercury
Redstone rocket

will last 15 minutes,

during which time,
the capsule will reach

a maximum altitude
of 115 actual miles.

Our test subject,
a specially trained
chimpanzee named Mac--

[chittering][laughter]

Ja. Ja. Danke.

Will be monitored for stress,

which apparently is not
a foreseeable problem.

Uh, yes.

You've had a bunch
of spectacular failures.

What makes you think
this rocket's gonna succeed?

Ja.Each and every contingency

has been anticipated
and accounted for.

This rocket is reliable.

Uh, so reliable

that you're sending
a monkey?

[snickering, chuckling]

A chimpanzee

will be sent
as a precaution

to ensure the safety
of our rocket

for our human astronauts.

Yes? Any other questions?Safe, my foot.

Yes?They've rushed this launch
to keep up with the Soviets.

Who's Von Huber trying to kid?

[Reporter]
Why don't they ask
about the real dangers,

like excessive g-loading?

A million things
could go wrong.

Heat shield failure.
Life support failure.
Guidance system failure.

Parachute failure.
I mean, the capsule
could sink.

But what about Laika,
the dog the Russians sent up?

Good one.
I hear they suffocated
that poor pooch.

Woof woof woof woof--
[imitating choking]

Yeah.

That's why they're not
sending up Shepard first.

A monkey's expendable.And cheaper, too.

What did it cost them,
a couple bananas?

[both laughing][Wilhelm]
We are very proud

of these seven great men
and our primate.

[Reporter]
Doctor, isn't it true

that the chimp could drown
in its own bodily fluidsDad! Dad!

if it's exposed
to zero gravity?No. Not now. Extremely busy.

Why didn't you tell me
about Laika?Slow down.

What are you talking about?The reporter said
that your rocket is not ready,

Oh.and that it's gonna blow up,
and there's system malfunctions,

and failures,
and they said he's expendable.

Who is expendable?Mac.

They probably meant
that one-- Wilhelm--Dad, tell it to me straight.

Is Mac going to die?

Of course not.

Don't be foolish.
Now you must go.

Dad, Laika died!

He was up there,
and he ran out of oxygen,
and he died alone.

Is that gonna
happen to Mac?

We are taking every
precaution to make sure

that the Redstone rock--No!

Just promise me.

Wilhelm,

what we are trying
to do here--

it is an enormous risk.

That's why
we chose a chimp.No.

Billy. Billy!

Wilhelm![overlapping questions]

What was that?

Ja.So, uh...
Ja.So...One comment--

[Woman]
Hey, mind throwing it back?

[muted]
Billy.

Mom?

[grunts]

[chitters]

Billy is not here?No, he's not.

He has run away.
It is late.

I thought perhaps
he might come here.

Well, he is very attached
to Mac.

Ja, ja.

I've been very worried
about Billy--I've been worried about Billy--

[chuckles]

Dr. McGuinness, I--

I want to say
that I do appreciate

what you have brought
into Billy's life.

He is...

now, sometimes,

the boy I knew

before his mother died.

Thank you.

By the way,
have you met Mac?

[chuckles]

[chittering]
Ja.

Hello. What--

Oh, no-- Okay. Okay.

[chuckles]
Hello there.
How are you?

Very nice. So perhaps
you should take him, ja?

No. It's okay.

I think he knows
Billy's a part of you.

Oh.

Well...
[chuckles]

[chuckles]

[grunting]

Billy's been teaching him
baseball signals.

I think it means--Bring it home.

It means bring it home.

Billy's mother
loved baseball.

[chittering]

Ja.

[Mac chittering softly]

[whispering]
Mac.

Hey, buddy.

We're gonna go
on a little trip.

What are you doing in here?

[chitters]

I believe going into space

was what Mac
was born to do,

and you helped him
get there.

But what about Laika?

The Russians never intended
to bring Laika back.

But Mac is different.

The air force and NASA
have given him the best care,

and we're gonna do
everything that we can

to bring him home safe.

But we have to
give him the chance

to fulfill his destiny.

Can you do that, Billy?

Good.

[static]

Mac?

Hey, it's me.
I'm with you, all right?

Don't be scared.

I'm gonna tell you a story.

Donnie was once the vet

for a beautiful
thoroughbred racehorse, right?

And she found out
that the horse had
an irregular heartbeat.

You know what the owner said?

He said this horse
was supposed to race

because that was
his destiny.

[Stanton]
Hey.

Hey!

I want you
to enjoy tonight

like it's gonna be your last.

'Cause you know what?

It is.

You're going on
a one-way trip tomorrow.

There's gonna be
nothing left of you

but a pile of ash.

I made sure of that.

And your mighty Redstone--

the mighty Redstone--

will be a big...

smoking crater.

Oh, my God.

[knocking on door]

Billy, I want to say...

[sighs]

If he calls,
tell him to stay put.

I'm going to look for him. Ja.

[tires screeching]

[phone ringing]

Billy! Come here!

What are you doing, huh?They're gonna kill Mac.

Who's going to kill--
Nobody's killing anyone.

On my ham radio
I heard that Stanton creep,

and he's gonna
blow up the rocket.

Okay, get in the car.
Come on. Let's go.

We'll see about this.
This is nonsense, okay?
Just craziness.

But-- [sighs][tires screeching]

This is Dr. Von Huber.
I'm going to the Redstone.

Proceed.Thank you.

[door closes]

[Billy]Mac.

[chittering]You okay?

[screeching]You okay, buddy? Come on.
It's just us. Don't worry.

Oh, my God.

My God. Go.

[rings]

[moans]
[ring]

[tires screech]

Oh, no.What is it, Dad?

There are over
100 access panels, Billy,

and there are only two of us.

Even if we knew where to look,

it is probably something
so subtle they have done--

a loose fitting
or a partially severed line.

Dad, Mac's gonna die.
You have to call off
the launch.

We cannot.
The Russians are ready to go.

And besides,
we would need proof.

Somebody call
for the cavalry, pilgrim?

Actually, it was Gerta.

Well, ruin my moment,
why don't you?

Dieter, check
the gyro stabilizer.

Rudolph, the motor mounts
and steering vanes.

Go, go, go!

And I...
need an assistant.

Good?

Good. Ja.Okay.

We go. Come on now.

Well,

let's check 45.

Check.

Uh, D-bus. Ja.Check.

Uh, pyloric valve. Ja,that's good. Ja.

Wilhelm!

Ja?

Someone has switched the input
on the steering vane.

But I fix it, ja? Ja!Good!

When they make
the rocket go in exactly
the opposite direction,

the control input
has to go, ja?

Steering vanes are A-okay!

Good. Okay.
Check the other one.

This is good.

[rattles]

This panel's open.

This panel is open.
Dieter!

Jawohl?

[speaking German]

I'll be there!

And bring the plans
for, uh, panel number...58!

Jawohl!

The main fuel tank.

20,000 pounds
of liquid propellant.

If someone wanted
to start a fireball,

this is where
he would do it, ja?

Look at this. Ja.

Oh, ja. See this? Oh, my God.

What have you done?

Where is it?

Ja.God, he's cut
the fuel line.

Dieter, I need
the braided stainless hose.

Uh, 24 gauge

and a 22-millimeter range,
ja?

Jawohl. Okay.

Now, now, all that's left
is to get in here--

[grunting]

from the front panel.

I am too big.
This is 58.

What do you have?No, no, no.

I-It goes through the rear.

No, no, no.
We can't go through the rear.
We'll run out of time.

We can rig this--Panel 58!

Billy! Oh, no.

Billy?

Billy!Billy!

Where did he go? Billy!

[clanging]

Oh, my God.

Billy, no! No!

It's okay, Dad.
I can do it.

Lay the plans out.
All right.

Okay, Billy.
We'll do it.

Do you see the fuel line?

There's fuel
all over the place.

Now, first, you must
turn off the fuel switches
in front of you.

Right there. Good. Good.
And the other. Good.

Dieter, give me the other--
the wrench. Good.

Here.Got it.

You must fit the wrench
over the joint,

and turn two turns
to the left.

Very carefully,
please, my son.

[grunting]

All right.
I got it.

Good.

I got it.Okay.

You need to fit
the curved end of the hose
over the fittings.

But be exceedingly careful.

The walls of the tank
are paper thin.

They could...explode, ja?

Good. You got it?

Okay.

You must reach around,

and then you
must tighten it.

Two turns clockwise.

Ja.
Ja.

1, 2.

Good. Ja.Good.

Now you open
the fuel switches again.

[grunts][clattering]

[grunts][clanging]

[clanging continues]

[clanging stops][sighs]

Okay.

Ta-da![Men laugh]

I'm very proud of you.
So come, come.

Did we get it all?I believe so, Billy.

I don't know.Well, I trust you, Dad.

Ja.I must head now
to Mercury Mission Control.

And you will check on Mac. Ja...

And you boys--
Ja,you know. Ja.

Wilhelm, what are
you doing out here?

We're just doing
a preflight check,
Mr. Stanton. Ja.

Is everything all right?

Uh, well, we'll see,
won't we?

[chuckles]
Otherwise, boom.

German humor, Mr. Stanton.

So...

Auf Wiedersehen,huh?

Good night.

[engine starts]

We're here today
on this historic occasion--

Oh, here he is now,
Dr. Wilhelm Von Huber,

making his way
to Mercury Mission Control,

where he will direct this
nation's first space flight

with an occupant on board.

[chattering]

Status?Starting signal is strong.

We are good to go.Thank you.

Initial status report, please.
Telemetry?

Transmitting on eight channels.
Signal is good.

Guidance?Accelerometer cutoff signal
is responding.

Go.

Okay, everyone.

This one is for real.

Close-out status?

Roger. We are securing
the test subject now.

[chitters]

Okay, Mac.
Time to make us proud.

[chitters softly]

Bring it home.

50%. Roger that.

[Billy]
Dad! Dad!

They didn't
let me see Mac.

Dieter, open the mic
to the capsule.

Huh?

Go ahead, Billy.
You can talk to him now, huh?

Mac, can you hear me?

I can't be with you
this time,

but you're gonna be okay.

You know, the whole world's
watching you, buddy.

Let's show them
what America's made of.

T-minus 5 minutes.

Wilhelm.
Secure hatch.

[door closing]

Capsule's secured.
Hatch is sealed.

All lights are good. Roger.

[Wilhelm]
Push back gantry.Roger. Gantry pushing back.

[clattering]

[Wilhelm]
Oxygen storage, capsule.

[air hissing]

[McGuinness]
Capsule oxygen, go.

[Man]
Dexterity drill. [beep]

[bell dings]

Dexterity drill is go. [beep]

Subject is responding. [bell dings]

[chattering]

What is he doing?
Get your kid out of here.

My son stays. Ja?

Fine.
I'll do it myself.

[radio clicks on][over P.A. system]
Stop the countdown.

Stop the countdown!

Shutting down all systems.

[Dieter]
Telemetry, full shut down.
Repeat, full shut down.

Roger.
Countdown is stopped.

You touch my son,
and I walk.

No John Wayne--

No launch.

[chuckles]

[no audible dialogue]

You wouldn't do that.

Do you want to give
the President the bad news,

or shall I?

[chuckles]

Okay.

[pen clatters]

Ja? You call me John Wayne

one more time,
and it's back to Bavaria.

Ja?
Ja.

Okay, Duke.[stammering]

Kidding.Okay.

Resume the countdown.

Power is on.

Telemetry?
We are go.

Fuel?Go.

Gyros?Go.

Drain safety?Go.

Life support?Life support, go.

Heart rate, normal.
Blood pressure, stable.

Rocket is on internal power.

T-minus 15 seconds.Pressurize tanks.

[Man over P.A. system]
14, 13...

Fuel pump's on.
12...

Fuel pumps are go. 11...

10... Auto sequence start.

9, 8,

7, 6,

5, 4,

3,

2,

1.
Ignition.

The clock has started.

Come on, baby, fly.

[applause]

[cheering]

[Boy]
Look at it go!

Oh, yeah!

[cheering]

Mach 1.

[beeping]

Heart rate increasing.

[grunting]

[alarm blaring]

Engine over speed.Flight path angle is rising.

It's going too fast.
Too high.

Dad, what's wrong?

Sounds like a hot engine,
Billy.

Looks like your friend's in
a wilder ride than we thought.

[screeching]

[Rudolph]
G's are climbing. 5,

6, 7 g's.

Calculate new trajectory.

[clamoring]

[alarm continues blaring]

Reaching Mach 7.

Speed: 5,857 miles per hour.

[beeps]

Cap sep is green.

Get tower separation.

[Rudolph]
Separation confirmed.

Altitude?

Apogee: 157 miles.

We did it, Wilhelm.

This bird's in space.

The capsule has left
the Earth's atmosphere.

America has now joined
the race to space.

[cheering]

Thank you.

Good job.

Yeah.
Yes.

Ja.

Thank you, everyone.[chattering]

Great job.
Thank you. Hey!

So there's
your little friend, huh?

He's in outer space, ja?

And who knows?
Maybe-- Maybe someday,

you, too, will walk
on the moon, ja?

All right.
Let's bring him home.

Oh, ja.
Let's bring him home.

We bring him home
now, ja?

Go for thrusters,
Rudolph.
Ja.

Firing go for thrusters.Thrusters.

[Dieter]
Stand by, everyone, for reentry.[alarm blaring]

Negative retro firing.

I have a red light.Say again.

I have a red light.

Try manual override.What's wrong?

[overlapping chatter]

Still negative.

[speaking German]Dad, what's wrong?

Try it again!

Retro failure protocol!

Retro failure protocol!We're working on it, Billy.

What's the problem?We're working on it.

Rudolph, what is happening?[overlapping shouting]

What is wrong with Mac?Not now, Billy, please.
This isn't a game.

Why won't anyone answer me?...on the voltage.

Donni! Donni,
you have to help him!They're doing their best.

Hey, Doc, if you guys had
a pilot up there, he could've
flipped that "retro" switch.

There is a pilot up there!
There is!Let them do their job.

Hand me the mic.Wilhelm, no!
We can't do this now!

You must go! Go!I can do this.
Give me the mic.

He is not trained to do this.
Come on.I think he can do it.

Come on. No.I need this.

Billy!
No.

Son!Go to right field!
Right field, Mac!

No! Mac, right field! Mac!

Billy!Right field! Right field!

[overlapping shouting]

Mac, right field!

Mac! No! No!

Outside temperature:
1,500 degrees and rising!

[Billy]
Right field! Roger Maris!

[Rudolph]
Fire retro is still red!

1,600 degrees!
1,700 degrees!

[screeches]

[overlapping chatter]

[Rudolph]
Retros are green!

Retros are green.

[mutters]

The monkey
flipped the switch.

The monkey?

Mac! Mac, you did it!

You did it, Mac!
Let's just bring him home!

[laughing]
Whoo!

Good work, Billy.Yeah.

That monkey deserves
some pilot wings, huh?

[chuckles]

[screeching]

12, 14, 16 g's.

16 g's?

He only did half of that
in the centrifuge.

Donni,
can he take 16 g's?I don't know.

Oh, Mac.[screeching continues]

[screaming]

[zap]

[screeches]

What the hell
is happening up there? [screeching]

He's getting shocked.He's throwing
the right switches.

Pulse and blood pressure
spiking.
Help him.

Turn it off!Dad, make them stop it!

Shut it down!We can't. It's automatic.

[Rudolph]
Cabin temperature
spiked 110 degrees.

Here's what
you've got to to,
all right?

You-- You have got
to talk to him, ja?

Yeah.Okay, now. Go.

Mac-- Mac,
can you hear me?

[arcing continues] We're gonna get you back.
You're gonna be okay.

Okay, Mac?Temperature, 125 degrees.

Keep talking.
Hang in there.130.

Telemetry signal is weakening.
We're losing communication.

Go.Just hang in there, Mac.

We're gonna get you back.140 degrees.

[Billy]
It's too hot in there!

[static]

We've lost signal.

Mac!

[static continues]

[beeping]

We've got a signal.

Rudy, get me
the new coordinates.

440 miles downrange.

Approximately 115 miles
east-southeast

of the original
recovery position.

All right.
That puts us here.

Recovery fleet's
over here.

It's gonna take hours
for those ships to get to Mac,
and we ain't got hours.

Dieter. Jawohl.

[Billy]Why not?'Cause that capsule can turn

into a submarine
real fast, kid.

Wait. Will it sink?Not if we get there first.

Flight line,
this is Al Shepard.

I need an H-3 gassed
and ready to go in 10 minutes.

Roger that.

Billy, are you gonna sit there
with your flaps down,

or are you gonna gear up
and help us find your friend?

Dad?

Bring him home, Billy.

Go get him.

Hey! You got room
for one more?

You bet.

[Man on radio]
Hilo-2-7-niner,
say your current heading.

[Man #2 on radio]
Roger. Hilo-2-7-niner

is at 270 magnetic--

This is the USSSaratoga.
Do you have a visual?

Negative, Saratoga.
Capsule is nowhere in sight.

Hey, Rudy, are you sure
about those coordinates?

'Cause I don't see them.

There's a 40-mile
margin of error.

40 miles?

I thought precision
was a German trait.

My mother was French,
cowboy.

Try new heading:

160 degrees.

[Man]
Roger. Copy that.
New heading: 160 degrees.

What's that over there?

Air Force Rescue,
we have a visual.

Copy that.
Latitude: 26 degrees,

27 minutes north.

Longitude: 85 degrees,
37 minutes west.

It's Mac.
Let's go pick him up.

Negative, Billy.
This H-3 is not equipped.

Air Force Rescue's
on their way.

We're just gonna
have to wait for them.The capsule is sinking.

The heat shield
must've been damaged
on impact.

Well, where are they?Rescue, what's your status?

Wait.
They're over there.

[Man]
This is Air Force Rescue.
Capsule's in sight.

We'll take it from here.

Capsule picking up
too much water.

Head to shore. Roger.

[clicking]

[sighs]

[chittering]

[cheering]

[screeches]

Way to go, Mac!

[chittering]

Yeah, here he is.
Yes. Now.

Come on.

Now,
I want to be the first

to congratulate
America's newest hero.

Congratulations, Mac.
Ow!

[laughter][screeches]

Mac, I knew you could do it.

I knew you'd be a hero.[chittering]

Mr. Stanton, Air Force Office
of Special Investigation.

You're being detained
for suspicion of treason
and sabotage.

Pending an investigation,
you'll be arrested and tried.

Please come with us.

[laughs]

[chattering]

[laughter, chatter]

[Man]
Job well done.
All right.

Hey, fellas, let's you and me
talk about those 16 g's.

[overlapping chatter]

Yeah.

[camera shutter clicks]

[applause]

We choose to go to the moon
in this decade

and do the other things--

not because they are easy
but because they are hard,

because that goal will serve

to organize and measure
the best

of our energies and skills,

because that challenge
is one that we're willing
to accept,

one we are willing
to postpone,

and one we intend to win.

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Burbank, CA

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it's all about ♪

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