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[SERENE MUSIC PLAYING]

[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

[INAUDIBLE]

[MACHINE WHIRRING]

[DIGITAL TRILLING]

[AUTOMATED VOICE] Hello, John.

You are emerging from deep hibernation.

You are aboard the spacecraft Odyssey-1, bound for Titan.

Please be careful.

The drugs used to induce hibernation

can produce mild side-effects,

including confusion, nausea, dizziness and disorientation.

You are nine months, one day

and 18 hours into your mission.

[GROANS SOFTLY]

You're awake! Good.

Shit, shower, shave, come on, shake a leg!

[SIGHS]

[AUTOMATED VOICE] Initiate manual operating system.

Nash!

How are we on artificial gravity?

All spun on 1.01 G's.

Thrusters spent 2% less fuel than needed.

Excellent!

John, we have an incoming video message from Ground.

Will you tee it up for us, please?

Yes, sir.

SAM: Good morning Odyssey-1!

Sam Napier here from Houston, Texas.

As I speak, it's Thursday, 23 December,

ten o'clock in the morning Central Standard Time.

May I be the first to wish you happy holidays.

Now, we've reviewed Odyssey's data,

and everything looks five by five our end,

so this message will be brief.

We'd like you to run some routine equipment checks

and then back to sleep.

Oh, yes, I need to stress the importance

of doing your psych evaluation.

This is the most effective way we have

to monitor your cognitive status.

Two more cycles before Jupiter-orbit,

and then the small matter of gravitational slingshot,

which will be upon us before we know it.

This is Sam Napier at Mission Control.

Over and out.

Was that okay?

Let's get this done.

NASH: Let's see here. Oxygen level, okay.

H2O, solid.

All good.

[AUTOMATED VOICE] How long have you been gone, John?

Nine months, one day.

Do you dream about space?

[AUTOMATED VOICE] How many hibernation cycles

have there been?

Three.

You have been gone a long time, John.

What is the thing you miss most about home?

What is the thing you miss most about home?

- Fresh air! - [DEVICE BEEPS]

Hello?

Evaluation complete.

Hey! Once you're done,

Captain wants you to check the radios.

I can't remember her last name.

- Whose last name? - Zoe.

You know, the first couple of hours are the worst.

Anastasis makes me feel like

my head is floating off my shoulders.

- Hey! - [SIGHS]

Don't worry about it.

It's her last name.

- You'd better... - Check the radios.

[SOFT MUSIC PLAYING]

[WHISTLING]

[CORK POPS]

[SOFT MUSIC CONTINUES]

John?

Let me introduce you to Zoe Morgan.

- Hi. - Hi.

Zoe is on our ATS team. John's on our astronaut corps.

Ah. Are you a candidate?

- For Titan? - Yeah.

100%, yeah.

Maybe you can put in a good word for me.

That was a joke. I'm kidding.

SAM: You know, actually it's a funny story

how John and I met.

I was on a tandem recumbent bicycle.

I cycle into work every day.

Anyway, my bike had a puncture,

so I was on the tandem, I was going up the--

Have you ever ridden on a tandem?

- Me? No. - It's not as easy as it looks.

Let me get you a drink, I'll tell you about it.

Hey, John, would you like something?

Morgan.

Zoe Morgan.

Houston, this is Odyssey-1, John speaking.

Happy holidays to everyone down there.

Uh, we had a nice dehydrated lentil stew for lunch,

which was the closest thing we could get to a holiday meal.

And in lieu of beer, we washed it down

with some delicious recycled urine-water.

The waste-water recycling system is working very well.

We hope!

- Yeah, we hope... - FRANKS: Mmm-hmm.

We put Odyssey through her paces.

Everything seems clean and velocity is on track.

It's hard to believe it's been nine months already.

At this rate, we should be in the Saturnian System

in the blink of an eye.

Um...

So we're going to turn in,

and we'll speak to you again in another 90 days.

Over and out.

[AUTOMATED VOICE] Hello, John.

In a few seconds, you will be entering deep hibernation.

Relax your body and begin to focus on your breathing.

ZOE: I really didn't want it to be you.

[AUTOMATED VOICE] You will be asleep in five...

four...

three...

two...

You know when this thing's supposed to start?

I gotta take a leak.

[BELL RINGING]

MAN: Can everybody take a seat?

Excuse me. Is anybody sitting here?

Is this seat taken?

Uh, no.

Okay.

- Thank you. - Thanks.

It's John, right?

Yes.

Yeah.

- Zoe. - Morgan.

- Yes, I remember. - Yeah.

- Very exciting. - Yes.

NARRATOR: Over a billion miles away lies a world

that most resembles Earth before life emerged.

Titan.

The largest of Saturn's 82 moons,

and the only known world in our galaxy,

other than Earth that has liquid on its surface.

But Titan's rivers and lakes are not composed of water...

but methane.

A hydrocarbon and potent greenhouse gas.

But in order to reach this distant moon,

we'll need some help from an unlikely source,

Jupiter.

Jupiter orbits the Sun

at approximately 29,000 miles per hour.

I've seen this before.

We'll borrow a small chunk of Jupiter's orbital velocity,

for gravity assist...

or a "slingshot",

resulting in a tremendous speed boost.

The slingshot is a breathtaking display

of orbital mechanics and our ticket to Titan.

Early technology work and concept design

started nearly a decade ago.

This cutting-edge spacecraft

wouldn't exist without the ingenuity

and painstaking work of a dedicated team of engineers.

The Titan mission has far-reaching implications

not just a man's exploration of the cosmos,

but the life on planet Earth.

Climate change remains the primary threat

to mankind's long-term survival.

Tapping into Titan's abundant supply of methane

will create countless sources of clean energy for Earth.

The Titan mission is part of a greater journey

to save our planet.

For our children and our children's children.

But first, we have to get there.

[ALL APPLAUDING]

[AUTOMATED VOICE] Hello, John.

You're emerging from deep hibernation.

You're aboard for spacecraft Odyssey-1, bound for Titan.

Please be careful.

The drugs used to induce hibernation

can produce mild side-effects,

including confusion, nausea, dizziness and disorientation.

You are one year and five days into your mission.

You have reached ten miles.

Congratulations.

Resuming exercise.

ZOE: [WHISPERS] John.

[DOOR CLOSING IN DISTANCE]

ZOE: [WHISPERS] John.

[RUMBLING]

[METALLIC CREAKING]

- [ALARM BLARING] - [AUTOMATED VOICE] Warning!

- [LOUD RUMBLING] - Warning! Warning!

Warning!

Warning!

Warning! Warning!

[ALARM STOPS]

[CLATTERING]

[CLATTERING STOPS]

John.

NASH: Johnny boy!

How are you feeling?

What happened?

You got bumped on the head pretty good.

I mean what happened to the ship?

FRANKS: That's what we're trying to figure out.

You were the only one awake when it happened.

JOHN: I was standing right about here

when I heard the impact,

and then the panel falls.

Hits me in the head.

Holy shit!

Oh, my God.

Wow.

FRANKS: John. You all right up there?

I'm reviewing the exterior video feeds

from the last three hours,

I don't see anything.

It's just empty space.

What about life-support power? Critical systems.

Everything's coming up strong.

Thrusters, navigation, artificial gravity...

It's like nothing happened.

- Have we heard from Ground? - No, I'll check comms.

X-band is normal.

Recycling the power.

[MACHINE POWERING DOWN]

[MACHINE POWERING UP]

Up again. Self-test.

That's us transmitting to ourselves,

so the system is working.

I'm gonna go reexamine the damage.

You two keep working here.

John, record a message for Ground.

- Tell them the situation. - JOHN: Yes, sir.

Houston, this is Odyssey-1. John speaking.

We have a situation.

At some point in the last three hours,

the aircraft was struck by an object.

We're not exactly sure what,

but it dinged up the side of the ship pretty good.

However, we've run a complete diagnostics,

and there appears to be no damage.

[SOFT MUSIC PLAYING]

ZOE: Thanks so much.

Hi.

Hey!

What are you doing?

Eh, just killing time. Before the simulator training.

- Playing this dumb game. - Yeah? What game?

Crypt Junkie.

What level?

The Vatican City.

I'm stuck.

Seriously?

You can do a flat spin maneuver in an F-14 Tomcat,

but you can't make that... that ledge?

- That is the situation, yes. - May I?

Sure.

ZOE: It's just...

[AUTOMATED VOICE] Level cleared.

My nephew taught me. He's nine.

No way!

Oh! You need more XP points before you can...

I've got plenty of XP.

I'm fine thanks, I got a lot of XP.

You could buy some night-vision goggles.

I don't need any goggles, I've been to Pontiff's.

I was still doing my PhD when I started working here,

and my sister jokes that it's my longest relationship.

But I wouldn't trade this time for the world.

And everyday I wake up and I'm excited and I'm inspired.

It's the most important job you'll ever have.

- Mmm-hmm. - Yeah.

Anyway, what about you?

If you are chosen, won't you miss your life here?

Friends and family?

No.

I've always been a loner. Only child syndrome.

[CHUCKLES] Okay!

My father died when I was 11,

and my mother eventually moved away to Maine

and we don't talk that much.

- I'm sorry. - It's okay.

What do you think are your chances?

Pretty good.

I mean, I graduated top of my class in the Air Force,

I got an accelerated degree in aeronautics,

and I never had anything less than a perfect score

in any physical or psych exam.

And by the time I set foot on Titan,

I'll be 39 years old,

which is the exact same age Neil Armstrong was

when he set foot on the Moon.

Come on.

Tell me I'm not the guy.

Why do I think you had that answer prepared?

'Cause I used it in all my interviews.

Just to be clear, we have nothing from Houston,

although comms are online.

We have no changes in navigation,

life support, power.

What we have is a dent in the hull

that presents no real dangers to the ship or the crew.

Well, it's really too early--

I see no reason at this point,

to depart from the mission or the flight path.

We knew that impacts were possible.

Unlikely, but possible.

We don't even know where it came from.

The ship is telling us nothing happened.

That's because the impact represents no real danger.

What if the whole system is compromised?

Nash, you just told me,

the ship's given us no evidence of that.

NASH: What?

The system has no evidence of a whopping dent, either.

Cap...

FRANKS: Won't you join me, gentlemen?

Take it easy, okay?

You know, it occurs to me that

there might be another possibility.

What if the structural stresses

on the ship aren't balanced,

and they're creating... fatigue and buckling?

There's no way the design team

overlooked something like that.

Design team.

You mean Zoe Morgan?

I mean that the design team worked for decades.

They would not have overlooked a structural weakness.

NASA lost a $125-million Mars orbiter

because they failed to convert metric to inches correctly,

you remember that?

Okay, John, just say for a second, I'm right.

It is structural stress. What are the ongoing risks?

It is possible that the dent is enough

to relieve the stress.

Or it could be just the beginning,

and the ship can continue to buckle

until we reach Jupiter orbit and we attempt the slingshot,

I mean, at which point we get explosive decompression

and blasted into deep space without suits!

Ah.

Would that explain everything that we've seen so far?

I mean, I know you think Zoe walks on water,

but would that explain it?

- Maybe. - FRANKS: Good! Work on that.

Until we get confirmation of any additional risks

or receive word from Ground,

the mission continues as planned.

We are still in the game, gentlemen.

Let's try to keep our heads on our shoulders.

Dismissed!

SAM: Let me get you a drink, I'll tell you about it.

Hi.

JOHN: Goddamnit, come on!

NASH: Hey. Wake up.

How are you feeling?

- How's your head? - It's okay.

Any word from Mission Control?

No. Still nothing.

Listen...

I don't like this situation.

We need to say if the ship is beat up.

But I think hurling ourselves into deep space

at 33,000 miles per hour on a defective ship

is a very bad idea.

We can't reach Titan without the slingshot.

Forget Titan!

We abort the mission.

[ELECTRICAL BUZZING]

That's the second time it's happened.

Fucking second time it's happened.

[CHUCKLES]

Diagnostics show no sign of any power failure.

That's just great!

There is a discrepancy between what the ship is telling us,

and what we are seeing with our own eyes.

You don't see anything that I don't see.

I understand.

[INTERCOM CHIMES]

FRANKS: Nash! John! I need you in the galley.

Have a seat, gentlemen.

So, Nash, let's um...

Let's walk through your suggestion back there.

Suppose we decide to abort,

make a U-turn and head back to Earth.

You were listening to our conversation.

Let's say three days later,

we finally hear from Mission Control.

They blame the breakdown in communication

on solar weather.

Furthermore, they tell us that

there is absolutely nothing wrong with the ship.

Oops!

Now, we have to explain to the world

that we shit the bed.

And we're on our way home.

- They can relaunch. - On whose dime? Yours?

Look.

In 90 days, we are going to be facing

one of the most difficult moments

of the entire mission.

The gravity assist will be our ultimate do-or-die moment.

We need to work as a team.

Are we in agreement with that?

Yeah. 100%.

Nash?

- Mmm-hmm. - Good.

We are wasting resources, gentlemen.

It's time we hit the pad.

Listen, um...

Oh, my God, you don't need to say it.

No, no, no.

We both know what's at stake here.

You're up for Titan.

Nothing can get in the way of that.

I'm on the Odyssey team and my work comes first.

- So... - Okay.

Yeah, and if we see each other at work,

we're colleagues and nothing more.

- Of course. - Yeah.

Nothing more.

I think this was such a bad idea.

For all kinds of reasons.

Yeah, it was a bad idea.

Well executed though, wasn't it?

Well, yeah.

90-day hibernation cycle, right?

JOHN: What?

Set yours for 89 days and 12 hours.

I have a plan.

When we reach Jupiter orbit, we perform the slingshot...

in the opposite direction.

Towards Earth.

Look at it. I did the math.

Also, given the damage to the hull,

I'm not comfortable firing the thrusters.

Hey! Gravity assist alone will still get us back to Earth

a hell of a lot faster.

- It's insane. - It's a plan!

John! I can't do it by myself.

You heard what the captain said.

We need to work as a team.

We both know that's bullshit! He's gonna get us all killed!

You're losing your grip.

I'm only talking about 12 hours.

No, you're not.

You're talking about a mutiny.

What?

[EXHALES]

You ever hear of Tor Ice Station?

I can't get this story out of my head.

It's a scientific facility in Antarctica.

So, 12-person teams would work for half a year

in complete isolation, no way in or out.

Three months into an assignment,

the scientists at Tor discovered

a crack along the Arctic ice shelf

that was making its way towards the station.

They knew that if they didn't leave,

they were all gonna die.

Well, the man in charge,

a Navy commander, he had a different opinion.

Despite the threat,

he held the scientists at gunpoint,

threatened to shoot anyone who tries to leave.

When they finally recovered

the bodies from the frozen sea,

there were only 11 men.

The Commander was missing.

Autopsies revealed that the scientists hadn't died

from drowning or hypothermia.

Gunshot wounds to the head.

It was eleven against one,

but the scientists didn't even try

to overpower the commander,

they were too weak.

And it cost them their lives.

Do you want to live or die?

Huh?

'Cause it's really that simple.

- You have to pick a side. - Okay!

Okay.

If we wake up

and the ship shows no further evidence of being damaged,

then we stick to the original flight plan.

All right.

I'm in.

I'm gonna reset your sleeping cycle right now.

I need your passcode.

MAN: [ON RADIO] ...as fear spreads across the region.

As you know, there was also an 8.4 earthquake

in New Mexico earlier this month...

- Hey you, what're you making? - Hi.

Hmm?

ZOE: So we all know that Titan's surface

is rich with hydrocarbon.

But here's the problem.

To make the C2H2 work as fuel, we need oxygen,

which is in short supply.

But back in '28, the Titan Saturn mission

identified potential oxygen under the ice shell.

Folks, there is our oxygen.

To reach it, we need to drill through the ice shell...

Yes. Yes, Gale?

What happens if there is no oxygen under the lithosphere?

Or if it's so deep, we can't reach it?

Well, I... I think we'll know the answer to that.

You won't have enough fuel for the journey home.

Um...

But our data...

[AUTOMATED VOICE] Hello, John.

We're very confident that

there's a viable oxygen plant on Titan to combine...

[AUTOMATED VOICE] You are aboard

the spacecraft Odyssey-1,

bound for Titan.

ZOE: We all understand that these are the risks.

[AUTOMATED VOICE] Please be careful.

The drugs used to induce hibernation

can produce mild side-effects,

including confusion,

nausea,

dizziness and disorientation.

You are 1 year, 2 months, 29 days

and 12 hours into your mission.

NASH: Hey, John.

I'm just getting everything in order.

The math is in the computer.

We'll be ready to roll within the hour.

Is hibernation affecting you at all?

Are you kidding me?

I feel like hammered shit every time we wake up.

I saw Zoe.

Right here, on this ship.

You know it wasn't her, right?

Unless she snuck on board during the launch,

been hiding in the ship's crawlspace this whole time!

That's not what I'm saying!

I'm saying I'm not thinking straight.

I'm saying I'm seeing things that aren't there.

I know you miss her.

It all seemed so real.

We're going home.

You're gonna see her again. Right, bud?

I know. Yeah.

I get it.

Let's go home.

Nothing from Houston, I take it?

No.

I've got something to show you. Come here.

Come here.

JOHN: Wow.

[EXHALES]

NASH: Only six people have been this close

to the gas giant.

It's incredible.

Make it eight people now.

Nine, if you count the captain.

Won't be long before it's in our rear view,

so enjoy it while you can.

JOHN: Yeah.

Actually, I want to talk to you about that, Nash.

I don't think we should go behind the captain's back.

John, we went over this.

Despite the hull event,

guidance, artificial gravity, accelerometers,

all turning up clean?

The ship's diagnostics isn't working.

Well, I don't know.

That's like saying I lost my keys

because sneaky, invisible gremlins took them.

What?

- What? - I...

I can't find any evidence of the gremlins.

It just proves how sneaky they are.

There's no way to disprove your theory, it doesn't work.

[LAUGHS]

Fuck you.

Fuck you!

I have a doctorate in astrophysics from Caltech!

-"Sneaky gremlins"? - Doesn't matter.

- Are you fucking kidding me? - You know what I'm saying!

There's nothing wrong with the ship.

I ran through this a thousand different ways!

Can't find anything wrong with the ship.

The only option is to abort the mission!

FRANKS: That's gonna be a challenge,

since we're all on the same spacecraft.

Oh, I'm sorry, was I not invited to this party?

Nash.

I want you to go check the rations.

Against the ship's inventory.

See how much we've consumed so far.

No, no. I'm not leaving this room.

You know, for a second there,

it almost sounded like you were refusing an order.

Were you?

Refusing an order?

[WHISPERING INDISTINCTLY]

Let me ask you something, John.

Sure.

Are we friends?

Yes.

I'd like to think we're friends.

Absolutely.

Aw, that's great!

I got a friend out here.

Join me for a drink, all right?

Sit down.

Let's enjoy this together, huh?

Look at that.

Breathtaking.

Slainte.

[GROANS]

- You all right? - No!

- What's that? - Moonshine.

My own recipe.

What's the secret ingredient? Windex?

How'd you know?

[FRANKS LAUGHS]

Listen,

if any of us find conclusive evidence

that there's a major problem on board Odyssey,

I'll cancel the mission, you know that.

- Don't you? - Yeah. I do.

My greater concern right now

is the growing conflict between me and...

Puss in Boots out there.

You need to stay out of it, John.

If you pick a side, it will only unbalance the situation.

Does that make sense?

Yeah, it does.

- Makes sense. - Good.

Right.

You know, the drugs they use to induce hibernation

are extremely potent and the side effects

can affect people in all kinds of ways.

Some show strong physical symptoms.

For other people, it's more mental.

Loss of awareness, focus,

memory decrements,

paranoia.

Sound like anyone you know?

- Yeah. - Mmm-hmm.

Okay.

So what do you propose we do?

I'll recommend that Nash reduce his dose.

Okay.

I'll also adjust his work schedule,

so he has a lot less downtime for his mind to wander.

Great.

Right now, I want all our focus on the slingshot.

[SINGING] Oh, I'm just a soul whose intentions are good

Oh Lord, please don't let me be misund--

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

NASH: What's going on?

John.

He can't perform the slingshot on his own.

As long as we stick together...

- Nash, just take it easy. - What? You're with him?

I see no evidence of any further issues.

I see no further evidence that we're not fucked!

We're not fucked.

There's no compelling reason to abort.

There's no threat to our survival.

He told you to say that.

There's no threat to the mission.

He told you to say that!

JOHN: I'm not going to abort, Nash.

I won't participate in this! I won't!

Odyssey is broken!

Everything around us is screaming,

"Turn the fuck around!",

and you're about to blast us even further into space!

FRANKS: John.

Is it possible for us to perform

the slingshot without Nash?

[CLEARS THROAT] Yes, we can.

- The math is in the computer. - You heard that, Nash?

The math's in the computer.

And rest assured,

when we reestablish communications with Houston,

I'm giving them a full report on your insubordination.

Now clear out!

- He's sick. - I know, John.

I'm good.

Enjoy your meal.

Don't forget to hydrate.

See you on the bridge, John.

[MELLOW POP SONG PLAYING]

[ELECTRICITY CRACKLING]

[BOLTS CLANGING]

[METALLIC CREAKING]

[SCREAMING]

[GASPS]

[INTERCOM CHIMES]

FRANKS: John? It's time we prepared for the slingshot.

NASH: John.

You don't have to do this.

I'm begging you. It's suicide.

[INTERCOM CHIMES]

FRANKS: John! This is it!

Captain, I'll be right there.

No, John...

John, John, John...

You're sending us all to die!

Please, John! Please!

John!

You're sending us all to die!

John!

ZOE: Do you know why moths fly into the light?

Yeah. It has to do with navigation, doesn't it?

They fly relative to a light source.

Usually the moon.

[CHUCKLES] You know, there's another theory.

A little different. So, when a moth is in danger,

the best escape-route tends to be towards the light.

And usually that's upwards.

And it makes sense, right?

I mean, what's the alternative?

Down towards darkness?

So...

Flying into the light is a survival instinct.

But on the other hand,

moths also live in dark cupboards,

and they eat cardigans, so...

I just love how much you know about moths.

FRANKS: We only get one shot at this.

Entering Jupiter's orbit in 30 seconds.

Standby with the thrusters.

JOHN: Copy.

Thrusters at 0%.

FRANKS: Hit the mark,

then cut the thrusters at the precise moment,

and we'll be on track.

And if you miss...

It's been nice knowing you, gentlemen.

NASH: Jesus Christ... [MUMBLES]

FRANKS: John, you're up.

JOHN: Yes, sir.

FRANKS: In ten, nine...

John, you got it? Six...

JOHN: Damn it! Come on, come on.

FRANKS: Five. You got it?

- JOHN: I got it. - Three.

Two, one...

- John! - JOHN: Thruster 1.

Thruster 2.

Third thruster.

All thrusters at full capacity.

FRANKS: Hit it!

NASH: We're gonna do this!

[AUTOMATED VOICE] Warning! System overload.

JOHN: Jesus Christ! Now?

FRANKS: Negative. That's a negative, John. Hold!

NASH: We're all gonna die, we're all gonna die,

we're all gonna die!

- JOHN: Now? - [AUTOMATED VOICE] Warning!

FRANKS: Hold! Hold!

Hold!

- [BEEPS] - Now!

JOHN: Thrusters winding down.

FRANKS: Steady...

JOHN: Thrusters at 10%.

Thrusters at zero.

FRANKS: What's our trajectory?

JOHN: On course.

On course!

We did it!

FRANKS: Outstanding!

JOHN: All right!

[AUTOMATED VOICE] Slingshot maneuver accomplished.

FRANKS: Listen, gentlemen, we are on our way to Titan!

Rest in peace.

[UPBEAT SONG PLAYING]

Okay.

[STATIC HISSING]

MAN: John!

Holy shit!

Is anyone using the UHF/VHF channel right now?

NASH: Not me, Johnny.

I'd like you to hear something.

NASH: You must have hit the button

on one of the other radios.

Or you were hearing an echo.

If there was an echo, what was it bouncing off of?

These radios have a 70-mile range,

so it's gotta bounce off something very big

or very close.

FRANKS: Well, that's simple enough to check.

Radar doesn't show anything for a thousand miles.

You hit the wrong button or you dozed off.

I didn't doze off.

So it's just another one of your fantasies.

You know, for a guy who's afraid of his own shadow,

you don't seem very concerned.

I gotta say I'm with Nash on this, John.

Maybe you are a little bit fuzzy.

JOHN: Fuzzy?

- I'm telling you what I heard. - FRANKS: Okay.

It's high time we made preparations for hibernation.

Move the fuck out.

[JOHN EXHALES]

You need something?

I'm good.

[CELL PHONE RINGING]

What you waiting for? Answer it.

Hello?

Hey, John. It's Sam Napier.

Yes, sir?

Can you, um, come down to my office?

I have some good news.

Okay, thank you very much.

Hey!

- Hey. - Where've you been?

I've been trying to call you all day.

Well...

You...

You do know. Right?

Yes, I know. Congratulations.

Zoe, what's going on?

We had this agreement when we started it,

that our work comes first.

So what's changed?

I love you.

Okay, thank you. I'm flattered.

[SCOFFS] Oh, my God.

- Don't fucking do that. - What do you want me to say?

Well, don't you feel anything?

Yes, I feel something.

What-- Then what do you feel?

John, tell me.

- I... - John! Tell me!

I feel like this is bigger than us.

I really didn't want it to be you.

What?

I'm sorry.

How could you say that?

I'm sorry.

You of all people! You know how important this is to me!

How could you say that to me?

I didn't want it to be you.

Yes...

I don't think that there's anything left to say then.

John!

Oh, god, Zoe...

[AUTOMATED VOICE] You have reached five miles.

Congratulations.

[ROMANTIC MUSIC PLAYING]

[PANTS, GASPS]

Oh, Zoe!

It's just in your head. It's just in your head.

John.

- You all right? - Yeah.

I was running.

Nash found something in the reactor room.

He's gonna need your assistance right away.

Yeah.

Are you sure you're all right?

- Nothing you need to tell me? - I'm fine.

Listen, if you're struggling, you can talk--

I wanna say I don't feel well! I don't feel well!

The fucking hibernation is torture!

[EXHALES]

I can manage it. I'm all right. I'm fine.

Okay.

She's not here, you know.

- What? - Zoe.

She is not here on this ship.

I know that.

Mmm-hmm.

What's going on?

Reactor output's starting to escalate.

I mean, it's minor, but...

if it gets worse, it could be a problem, you know?

Does it have anything to do with the damaged hull?

Difficult to say.

But if the reactor goes offline,

we'll be down to solar and batteries,

and that's not nearly enough juice

to keep Odyssey spaceworthy.

- Okay. - Yeah.

What do you need me to do?

I'm feeling a little punchy.

You know.

Just I'm having a hard time.

I can't show this to the captain

unless the numbers add up.

Check my numbers. Please.

- Yeah. - Thank you.

I'll look into these over, Nash?

I need you to do something for me.

Yeah.

How did the captain know about Zoe?

Well, everybody knew.

Your relationship was no secret.

That's not what I mean.

How did the captain know that...

I'd seen her on the ship?

I told you.

- You told him? - No.

I told you.

- You told him. - I don't think I did.

You don't think you did?

I...

Did you--

Maybe I told him. I don't know.

I can't remember.

I don't even know who I am anymore.

I can't remember my parents' names.

I don't even remember what they look like.

It's just the side-effects from the drugs.

Okay?

Side-effects? That's all it is?

Yes.

You've been forgetting things, too.

You couldn't remember Zoe's last name.

What else have you forgotten?

Have you forgotten...

how her skin feels like?

How she smells?

Maybe she's forgotten you.

Do you really think she hasn't met someone by now?

Be careful, Nash.

Zoe moved on, she met a new man.

A man who appreciates her,

who is committed to her without hesitation,

a man who is everything you're not!

[LAUGHS]

Stop it!

We can still go back

if we turn the ship around right now.

- Stop it! - I want to go home!

We can't turn around! Be quiet!

Be quiet! We're not going home!

Stop talking! Stop it!

- You can-- - Stop!

We're not going home!

Be quiet!

We just need to show the captain

the reactor's numbers.

There aren't any numbers.

'Cause you've been putting data into a dead screen.

[INTERCOM CHIMES]

FRANKS: Nash, John! I need you on the bridge.

Tor Ice Station.

Remember what I told you.

Have a seat, both of you.

Nash, what are your findings on the reactor?

Still checking the numbers.

Something is...

definitely not right.

Output's dipped as low as 20%.

I ran some of my own tests from up here,

and the data showed similar findings. John?

Any thoughts?

I haven't had a chance to review the findings yet, sir.

- Gut feelings then? - Uh... Gut feeling?

Um...

I don't have a gut feeling.

I'll have to sit down with Nash

and look through his numbers.

Take a look at the screens.

You can see that Nash is correct.

We're experiencing a 20% dip in power.

That's a major concern.

If we can't solve the issue, we may not make it to Titan.

And that's not the full story.

Apparently someone issued a low-level command

to the reactor subsystem

which is causing these power abnormalities.

Guess whose passcode was used?

It wasn't mine.

It was your passcode, John.

- Captain, that's impossible. - FRANKS: But...

I don't think you had anything to do with it.

You did give Nash your passcode

when he reprogrammed your sleep chamber, did you not?

- Cap... - NASH: No.

I don't know his passcode.

I barely remember my own name!

I'm innocent.

This amounts to...

sabotage, and it puts me...

in a very difficult position.

I don't think weapons are allowed on board, sir.

During the Civil War,

enlisted men were given rifles,

while officers were given pistols.

It wasn't for combat.

It was to put down insurrectionists.

Cap...

I'm disappointed.

But I'm not surprised.

What are you gonna do to me?

FRANKS: To be decided.

Right now, I'm ordering the both of you

into hibernation while I weigh my options.

I'd rather be shot than go into hibernation!

That can be arranged.

I'm kidding. That's a joke.

[AUTOMATED VOICE] Hello, John.

In a few seconds you will be entering deep hibernation.

Relax your body and begin to focus on your breathing.

You will be asleep in five...

[BOTH GRUNTING]

Four...

Three...

Two...

One.

[INAUDIBLE]

- Hey. - Hi.

How are you?

I'm okay. How are you?

Um...

So, I don't know if you heard, but I'll be leaving town soon.

Yeah.

Heard about that. Was it "Titan"...?

Titan. Yeah. A billion and a half miles.

No big deal.

[THUNDER RUMBLING]

[RAIN PATTERING]

- ZOE: How are you feeling? - Excited.

A little impatient.

I'm ready to go.

I'm really glad that you came by.

'Cause I wanted to say goodbye.

And I'm really sorry about the way things ended before.

I, um...

I said a lot of things that I regret.

It's all right.

There are also things that I regret not saying.

- Um... - Listen...

I'm really proud of you.

And I'm happy that you came into my life.

So am I.

You were always very clear with me from the beginning

that this is who you are.

And nothing or nobody was gonna get in the way of that.

It's that steadfastness and that...

determination that attracted me

to you in the first place.

Oh, I was wondering what it was.

Yeah.

JOHN: Hmm.

Having said all that though,

there is something that I kinda want to know.

Did you love me?

I felt a lot of things.

Like what?

You know...

- No. - Zoe.

No, I don't know.

- I don't know what that means. - I'm leaving.

You know, it's okay.

John.

I have to go.

[AUTOMATED VOICE] Hello, John.

You are emerging from deep hibernation.

You are aboard the spacecraft Odyssey-1, bound for Titan.

Please be careful.

The drugs used to induce hibernation

can produce mild side-effects,

including confusion,

nausea,

dizziness and disorientation.

NASH: You're sending us all to die!

You're sending us all to die!

I'm begging you.

You don't have to do this. I'm begging you, John.

You're sending us all to our deaths!

I'm begging you. It's suicide.

You're sending us all to die!

I wanna go home! [SCREAMS]

FRANKS: Let me ask you something, John.

Are we friends?

I'd like to think we're friends.

[LIGHT FLICKERING]

[DOOR OPENING]

Hello, John.

Captain.

Where's Nash?

- Why do you ask that? - [SCOFFS]

I... I saw you.

When I was going under, I saw you attack him.

We struggled.

You attacked him.

He was becoming more and more, uh...

Unstable.

I saw an opportunity to subdue him. I took it.

That's not what I saw.

Where's Nash?

[SIGHS]

I put him under until we reach Titan orbit.

Oh, you think we're gonna make it still?

To Titan? Absolutely.

I have no doubt.

John, we've just had a few setbacks, that's all.

You, like Nash, are having adverse reactions

to the hibernation drugs.

Just so long as you remain

more of an asset than a liability,

I see no reason for tension between us.

Okay, I want you to put your gun away.

I would do that. I would.

If I were certain that your condition wouldn't degrade.

I'm fine.

You are?

Maybe I've had one hallucination or two.

One or two.

You know, an unstable mind

doesn't always know it's unstable, John.

Should we talk about something else?

Like Tor Ice Station, for example?

You know, that story that Nash told you.

What about it?

He needs to get his facts right.

That final year at Tor...

it was a brutal winter.

One of the coldest on record.

And when the crack was discovered,

only the commander was thinking clearly.

He told his team they should make the trek

to the nearest base,

even though the subzero temperatures

meant that survival was unlikely.

Problem was, the scientists were too afraid to leave.

They were weak, John.

If they had gone together, they might have had a chance.

Strength in numbers.

Instead, the commander went alone. Froze to death.

His body was found 50 miles from the base.

But the fact remains,

the commander acted courageously.

What about the scientists?

- What about all the autopsies? - Hmm.

Revealed gunshot wounds to the head, I know.

Self-inflicted.

- Self-inflicted. - Self-inflicted.

Sometimes, it's not about the results.

A man is judged by his actions.

Okay, here's the situation, John.

The mission does not change.

Has not changed.

Will not change.

I need to know.

Can you work with me,

or would you prefer to hibernate, too?

- I can work with you. - Good.

The X-band communications. They're down again.

So I'd like you to rerun the diagnostics on that.

Sure.

Getting back in communication with Houston should be

our major priority right now.

- Absolutely. - Good.

I'm gonna get something to eat.

Uh, alert me to any developments, please.

Oh, and John...

I'm really glad that we can trust each other again.

[SINGING] I'm just a soul whose intentions are good

Oh, Lord...

[GROANING]

ZOE: John?

FRANKS: John?

Anything on X-band?

No. Nothing.

Not the answer I wanted to hear.

Guess we'll just have to keep trying.

You should eat something. You look a little pale.

I'm not hungry.

You heard something, didn't you?

No. [CLEARS THROAT]

Then why is your hand shaking?

It's not shaking.

[FRANKS SIGHS]

She really did a number on you, didn't she?

What?

Zoe.

I don't want to talk about Zoe with you, Cap, thanks.

Why not?

Because it's none of your fucking business.

There's something you need to know.

I hate to be the one to break it to you, but...

I think it's best you know the truth.

Your relationship with Zoe wasn't real.

Zoe was a plant.

What?

The selection committee had concerns

- about your emotional mettle. - No.

They wanted to make sure you had what it takes.

- That's why they used Zoe. - [LAUGHING]

You know what, Captain?

The drugs are starting to affect you.

Let's talk about that.

'Cause I don't think you're fit to be in charge.

Think about it. Just...

You're deluded!

Okay, that time you ran into Zoe at the coffee bar.

Do you think she was there by accident?

- You're lost! - Is that what you think?

Hi.

And when she sat next to you at the Titan lecture.

She just happened to be looking for a seat

the moment Gordon got up!

- What about that? - How do you know all this?

When you ran into her outside your apartment.

Why was she jogging in your neighborhood?

You guys live on opposite sides of town.

Don't you think that's suspicious, John?

How do you know this?

How do you know all this?

How do you think I know?

I was on the selection committee, John.

John!

Oh, yeah?

Let me introduce you to Zoe Morgan.

FRANKS: Zoe told us everything.

She was just doing her job.

She did it admirably.

You're so full of shit.

You're full of shit.

You and Nash are full of shit.

Because you're both jealous of what I have.

Where you going?

- Fix the radios! - That's the head.

JOHN: Yeah...

That's the galley.

Storage is that way.

I know that.

[BELL RINGING]

Excuse me. Is this seat taken?

- It's John, right? - Yes.

- Zoe. - Morgan.

No.

ZOE: May I?

I wouldn't trade this time for the world.

And everyday I wake up and I'm excited and I'm inspired.

No.

JOHN: It's the most important job you'll ever have.

ZOE: And my sister jokes that it's my longest relationship.

Okay.

ZOE: Anyway, what about you?

If you get chosen, won't you miss your life here?

JOHN: No.

I've always been a loner.

Only child syndrome.

ZOE: It's such a coincidence we ran into each other.

You're not a big fan of furniture, I take it?

Um, no, I'm preparing for life in space.

Oh.

That was a joke.

Mmm-hmm. I couldn't tell.

Yeah, I could tell that.

Who is this man in the photo?

FRANKS: He's my father.

He spent the last three years of his life in Antarctica.

That picture was taken just before he died.

- MAN: John. - [GASPS]

John.

Hello?

Hello?

MAN: Are you there?

Hello?

- Hello? - John.

- Yes? - Can you hear me?

Yes! This is John aboard Odyssey-1.

- Who's this? - What is your status?

Hello?

Repeat. What is your status? Over.

We're okay, Houston! Uh...

We're okay. We've lost comms.

We've had some structural damage.

Nash...

is in hibernation. Because, uh...

He had, uh...

Problems.

John? Please repeat!

We are not okay.

Who is in hibernation?

[INTERCOM CHIMES]

FRANKS: John.

Hello?

[STATIC HISSING ON RADIO]

Hello?

Hello?

[INTERCOM CHIMES]

FRANKS: John, report to the bridge.

Report to the bridge now.

I'm going to ask you a question,

and I want you to answer me very carefully.

Yes, sir.

What were you just doing?

- Checking the equipment. - Specifically.

Checking the terrestrial radios.

And what were the results?

I know this sounds crazy,

but I think that I made contact.

Contact with whom?

- Houston. - Houston!

Houston.

Even though they are six hundred million miles away?

Six hundred million miles!

You want someone to be there that bad?

Sir, I'm not crazy. I heard it.

The same way you heard Zoe's voice in here a while ago?

And saw her in your quarters?

You only hear these signals on the handheld radios.

It's never on X-band,

which gets recorded by the computer,

which we could play back to verify.

Yeah, I agree that's improbable, sir,

but if you were there, you would've heard it too.

I was there.

I kept the intercom open

while you were in equipment storage.

So you heard it?

No.

I heard you.

Having a conversation with empty static. Take a look.

Go and have a seat, John.

Take a seat, John.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, but look,

we have been in space for nearly two years.

We've been subjected to very powerful drugs to sedate us.

The situation's been exacerbated

by damage incurred to the hull,

the source of which we still don't know,

as well as communication issues with Ground.

Now I ask you, which is more likely,

that you picked up a walkie-talkie

and had a live conversation with someone back on Earth,

or your imagination is playing a cruel trick on you?

[EXHALES DEEPLY]

You wanna hear it? I can play it back for you.

I recorded the conversation.

Yes! This is John aboard Odyssey-1.

No, please don't. Please don't.

- Okay. - Please don't.

I don't wanna see that.

[FRANKS SIGHS]

I'll get you through this.

But you gotta trust me.

We're still friends, aren't we?

Absolutely.

Attaboy.

It just so happens that we have a...

sleep cycle scheduled...

No, I don't wanna hibernate like Nash.

Relax.

Just relax. There you go.

It'll be all right.

It'll be all right.

Besides, look how far you've come.

This is the most important thing

we'll ever do in our entire lives.

Failure is not an option.

The mission comes first.

Always.

You do understand that, don't you, John?

John?

John, what are you doing?

You have to go under first.

You can't be awake while I'm in stasis,

not in your current condition. I will not allow it.

I want to see Nash.

I told you. He's asleep.

Wake him up.

- I want to know he's okay. - I can't do that.

His sleep cycle just started.

I just reset it.

I will bring you to him.

I wanna see him here.

Not gonna happen.

Captain, I want to see Nash!

John, you know I could order the computer

to open the door any time I want to.

I'm asking you to do it of your own free will.

Just wanna see that he's okay, bring him here.

John...

Do it! Now!

Okay, take me to Nash.

Yes, sir.

I ought to shoot you right now.

On your feet.

Time for bed.

- Captain... - Come on, open it up.

[BOTH GRUNTING]

[FRANKS WHEEZING]

Where is Nash?

Where is Nash?

[LAUGHING]

FRANKS: You still don't get it, John?

You'll never find him!

Not like this. Not in your current condition!

John!

FRANKS: Dreaming about space, John?

[AUTOMATED VOICE] I am just a soul

whose intentions are good.

FRANKS: It's clearer than ice!

[LAUGHING]

Are we still friends, John?

NASH: I wanna go home.

FRANKS: You need a friend up here, you know!

[GROANS]

It's just in your head. It's just in your head.

Johnny Boy!

[PANTING]

Nash?

You're endangering the mission.

- You're endangering... - Why are you doing this...

You're endangering the...

...to me?

You're endanger...

You!

It's... it's you who endangered the mission.

Tried to kill us!

The mission...

You're endangering...

Computer, enable voice command.

[AUTOMATED VOICE] Voice command enabled.

Where is Nash?

Nash is on the bridge.

No...

What?

Computer, where is Captain Franks?

Captain Franks is on the bridge.

Computer, where is Nash?

Nash is on the bridge.

- Is Nash alive? - Yes.

Nash is alive.

Is the whole crew alive?

Yes, the crew is alive.

What...

What is the crew manifest?

Crew Manifest, Odyssey-1.

Crew one, name...

Captain John Franks Nash.

JOHN: Houston, this is Odyssey-1.

John speaking. Happy holidays to everyone down there.

NASH: I'm only talking about 12 hours.

No you're not. You're talking about a mutiny.

I'm not here either, you know.

I know that.

Am I alone?

Yes.

ZOE: Anyway, what about you?

If you are chosen, won't you miss your life here?

Friends and family?

JOHN: No.

I've always been a loner.

ZOE: I really didn't want it to be you.

JOHN: This is bigger than us.

ZOE: Don't you feel anything?

[AUTOMATED VOICE] The drugs used to induce hibernation

can produce mild side-effects...

Captain John Franks Nash.

...including...

JOHN: Houston! We're okay.

[AUTOMATED VOICE] ...confusion,

nausea, dizziness

- and disorientation. - JOHN: Be quiet! Stop it!

Stop it! Stop!

I'm gonna turn in. Over and out, Houston.

[AUTOMATED VOICE] You have been gone a long time, John.

What is the thing you miss most about home?

Hello? Hello? This is John, aboard Odyssey-1. I need help.

[STATIC HISSING ON RADIO]

Houston!

Or whoever's out there,

I don't know if you can hear this.

Please send help!

ZOE: [ON RADIO] John?

- Zoe? - John, it's me.

Hi!

John!

It can't be you.

This is not you.

It is me! Listen, are you okay?

No!

I think I'm going crazy.

I need help.

- John! - Um...

I think that I killed Captain Franks.

But I don't know.

I'm feeling a little bit confused.

And I think that Captain Franks killed Nash.

But I don't know if that's true either.

John, listen.

I'm here with Sam Napier,

and he asked me to talk to you.

The hibernation drugs, the dosage was too strong.

That's why you're confused.

Okay. I thought that might be it.

Zoe.

How many people are on Odyssey-1?

Only you.

That is impossible.

Did you see any other crew quarters besides your own?

Any other hibernation chambers?

Odyssey can only support a crew of one.

How am I talking to you without delay?

- John, I'm gonna put Sam on. - No, don't!

No!

You tell me.

Okay.

You never left.

You never launched.

What?

You were in hibernation before launch.

ATS built a training facility in New Mexico.

A perfect replica, reactor and everything.

You're 1,000 feet underground.

They needed to do a dry run without you knowing.

John, I didn't know about it either.

I would never have let this happen.

You have to believe me.

I saw Jupiter.

I saw Jupiter!

And there was the slingshot...

It...[SIGHS] It was all simulated.

It felt real.

It had to feel real.

That's the whole point.

The communications system was linked back to the surface.

We're directly above you.

- You come and get me. - We're trying.

MAN: As you know, there was also an 8.4 earthquake

in New Mexico earlier this month...

ZOE: Part of the access tunnel collapsed.

It severed the communication cables.

We had to hope that you would try the radios.

For a while, we thought you were dead.

Because of the collapse,

there was no way to reduce your drug intake.

Each hibernation raised

the toxicity levels in your blood.

They're drilling a rescue hole,

but if there's another collapse...

We... We need to get you out of there.

Where are you now?

In equipment, um, storage.

All you have to do is open the airlock and walk out.

Head upwards, towards the light.

Okay.

You'll hit the rescue tunnel soon enough.

That's it?

That's it.

I'm right here, John.

I'll be waiting for you.

I love you.

John, there isn't much time, hurry!

FRANKS: John!

John, don't go out there.

You're not real.

"Real"?

I am standing right in front of you.

You're not real.

You wanna tell me that the voices you think

you're hearing on the radio are real, and I'm not?

[FRANKS SCOFFS]

You're presenting with irrationality and paranoia.

You are reacting to the drugs.

You can't hurt me.

You can't do anything.

I'm not the one you should be worried about!

We are in deep space.

I don't believe you.

Six hundred million miles from Earth,

and you're about to open the airlock!

Zoe told me everything.

No. All you've done is fabricate a scenario

where everything makes sense.

Where you and Zoe ride off into the sunset together.

You can't prove it!

You're having imaginary conversations.

It'd be impossible for anyone

to prove anything to you right now.

John, stop.

Wait!

John!

[AUTOMATED VOICE] Warning! Spacesuit not detected.

FRANKS: The moment you open that door,

you'll be sucked out into space!

You'll lose consciousness within 15 seconds!

Last thing you'll feel

will be the saliva boiling off your tongue.

Is that how you want to be remembered?

Failing your country?

Dying in infamy like your father?

- Who is this man in the photo? - He is my father.

He was a commander in the Navy.

He died when I was 11.

It's not too late.

JOHN: My whole life, I thought I was a loner.

But I was just alone.

John, you can still complete the mission.

- I trust Zoe. - FRANKS: Trust yourself, John.

I'll stay with you forever.

And I'll never leave.

I know that she's waiting for me.

Trust yourself, John.

I'm gonna go home.

John.

[AUTOMATED VOICE] Warning! Override.

John? Don't do this!

[ALARM BLARING]

John!

[AUTOMATED VOICE] Outer door will open in 15...

FRANKS: Don't do this!

[AUTOMATED VOICE] Fourteen...

Thirteen...

Twelve...

Eleven...

Ten...

- Zoe! - Nine...

Can you hear me?

Eight...

Seven...

- Zoe! - Six...

ZOE: Yes, John, I'm here!

- Five... - ZOE: John?

Four...

Three...

I want you to know that I love you.

Two...

- I love you so much... - One.

[DOOR UNLOCKS, OPENS]

[RUMBLING]

SAM: Can you hear us, John?

ZOE: I'm here, John!

Go to the light!

Zoe!

[JACKHAMMER WHIRRING]

I'm here!

Hey! I'm here!

SAM: We're on our way, John!

Just hold out!

[INAUDIBLE]

[LIGHT BUZZING]

ZOE: Do you know why moths fly into the light?

When a moth is in danger,

the best escape-route tends to be towards the light.

I mean, what's the alternative?

Down towards darkness?

[ROMANTIC MUSIC PLAYING]