"♪Subtitles:" "Aorion corrected by♪  XQ2☻♥" "Alright team, stay in sight of each other." "Let's make NASA proud today." "How's it looking over there, Watney?" "Well, you'll be happy to hear that in grid section 14 to 28, the particles were predominantly coarse, and in 29, they're...." "they're much finer, and they should be ideal for chem analysis." "Oh, wow." "Did everybody hear that?" "Mark just discovered dirt." "Should we alert the media?" "Sorry, what are you doing today, Martinez?" "Making sure that the MAV is still upright." "Well, I'd like you know that visual inspection of the equipment is imperative to mission success." "I also would like to report that the MAV is still upright." "Watney, you keep leaving your channel open, which leads to Martinez responding,☻ which leads to all us listening, which leads to me being annoyed." "Roger that." "Martinez, the captain would like you to please... shut your smart mouth." "We prefer to use a different adjective to describe Martinez's mouth." " Oh, did Beck just insult me?" " "Doctor" Beck." "And, yes." "I'll be happy to turn the radios off from here, commander." "Just say the word." "Hey, Johanssen." "Constant communication is the whole..." " Shut him off." " No..." "Apologise for my countrymen, Vogel." "Accepted." "How many samples do we need, commander?" "Seven. 100 grams each." "We have a mission update." "Storm warning." "Commander, you should come inside." "You're gonna wanna see this." " What is it?" " Storm warning." "I saw that in this morning's briefing." "We'll be inside before it hits." "Yeah." "They upgraded their estimate." "The storm is gonna be a lot worse." "Martinez, how's it look?" "Not good." "1200 km in diameter bearing 24.41 degrees" "That's tracking right towards us." "Base on current estimation, estimated force of 8600 Newtons." " What's the abort force." " 7500." "Anything more than that and the MAV will tip." " Do we scrub?" " Begin abort procedure." "We are estimating where the marginal error would be." "We could wait it out." "Let's wait it out." "Let's wait it out." "Commander." "Prep emergency departure." " Commander." " We're scrubbed, that's an order." "Martinez, how long before take off?" "10 minutes." "Visibility is almost zero." "Anyone gets lost, home in on my suit's telemetry." " You ready?" " Ready!" " Commander, are you OK?" " I'm OK." "Commander, we're at 10 degrees, and the MAV's going to tip at 12.3" "Hey!" "We might be able to keep the MAV from tipping." "How?" "Use the cables from the Com mast as guylines!" "Anchor it with the Rover!" "Watch out!" "Aahhhhh!" "Watney!" "[ WARNING SUIT BREACH DETECTED ]" " What happened?" " He was hit." "Watney, report." "Before we lost telemetry, his decompression alarm went off." " Johanssen, where did you last see him?" " He's offline." " I can't, I don't know where he is." " What are the vitals on his suit." " He's offline." "He's offline." " Negative." "Complete lost of signal on Watney." " Mitch?" " Yeah." "How long can he survive decompression?" "Less than a minute." "Line up." "Walk west." "He may be prone, we don't want to step over him." "Commander, we're at 10.5 degrees, tilting to 11." "With all the gusts of wind." "Copy that." "Everyone, home in on Martinez's suit." "It'll get you to the airlock." "Get in, prep for launch." "What about you, commander?" "I'm gonna search a little longer." "Get moving." "Go!" "Watney." "Watney, report." "The MAV is at 11.6 degrees." "One good gust and we're tipping." "If it tips, you launch." "You really think I'm gonna leave you behind?" "That's an order, Martinez." "Mark!" "Mark..." "Can you hear me?" "Martinez, what about the proximity radar?" "Could that detect, Watney's suit?" "It's made to see the Hermes from orbit, not a little piece of metal put in a single suit." " Give it a try." " Roger." "What is she thinking?" "She knows the infrared can't get through a sand storm." "She's grasping for anything." "We got negative contact on the proximity radar." " Nothing?" " Nah." "I can barely see the Hab." "Commander, I know you don't wanna hear this but..." "Mark is dead." "Commander." "Hey, what the hell is wrong with you, man?" "My friend just died, I don't want my commander to die too." "[ STABILITY WARNING ]" "WE'LL COME BACK !" "Commander, you need to get back to the ship, now." "13 degrees." "If we're past balance, we'll never rock back." "I got one more trick left, and then I'm following orders, commander." "You're firing the OMS?" "That's right." "Commander!" "On my way." "Johanssen, let's go." "Mark." "We're 11.5 and holding." "Ready to go on your command." "Ready to launch." "Commander." "I need you to verbally tell me whether or not to..." "Launch." "At around 4:30 AM, central standard time, our satellites detected a storm approaching the Ares 3 mission site on Mars." "At 6:45, the storm has escalated to severe and we had no choice but to abort the mission." "Thanks to the quick action of Commander Lewis, astronauts Beck, Johanssen, Martinez and Vogel were all able to reach the Mars Ascent Vehicle, and perform an emergency launch at 7:28 central time." "Unfortunately during the evacuation, astronaut Mark Watney was struck by debris and killed." "Commander Lewis and the rest of her team were able to intercept safely with the Hermes and now are heading home." "But Mark Watney, is dead." " Mr. Sanders." " Mr. Sanders." " Mr. Sanders." " Mr. Sanders!" "[ OXYGEN LEVEL, CRITICAL ]" "[ OXYGEN LEVEL, CRITICAL ]" "[ OXYGEN LEVEL, CRITI... ]" "[ PRESSURE, STABLE ]" "Aaaahh!" "Fuck!" "OK." "OK." "Hello, this is Mark Watney, astronaut." "I'm entering this log for the record, in case I don't make it." "It is... oh, 06:53 on Sol 19, and" "I'm alive." "Obviously." "But..." "I'm guessing that's gonna come as a surprise to my crewmates and to NASA." "And to the entire world, really." "So..." "Surprise!" "I did not die on Sol 18 and, best I can figure, this length of our primary communications antenna broke off and tore through my bio-monitor." "and ripped a hole in me as well." "But the antenna and the blood, really, managed to seal the breach in my suit which kept me alive, even though the crew must have thought I was dead." "I have no way to contact NASA." "And even if I could, it's gonna be... 4 years until a manned mission can reach me." "And I'm in a Hab designed to last 31 days." "If the oxygenator breaks, I'm gonna suffocate." "If the water reclaimer breaks, I'll die of thirst." "If the Hab breaches, I'm just gonna, kind of, implode." "And if by some miracle none of that happens, eventually I'm going to run out of food." "So." "Yeah." "Yeah." "I'm not gonna die here." "32." "33." "34." "35, 36." "Sweet  Sour chicken." "Alright." "Let's do the math." "Our service mission here was supposed to last for 31 Sols." "For redundancy they sent 68 Sols worth of food, that's for 6 people." "So for just me, that's gonna last 300 Sols." "Which I figure I could stretch to 400 if I ration." "So..." "I gotta figure out a way, to grow... 3 years worth of food here." "On a planet where nothing grows." "Luckily." "I'm a botanist." "And Mars, will come to fear... my botany powers." "[ PRESSURE, STABLE ]" "Staple came out." "Fuck you, Mars." "Johanssen, Jesus." "The problem is water." "I have created 126 square meters of soil." "And every cubic meter of soil requires 48 liters of water to be farmed with." "So, I gotta make a lot more water." "Good thing is, I know the recipe." "You take hydrogen, you add oxygen, you burn 'em." "Now, I have hundreds of liters of unused hydrazine at the MDV." "If I run the hydrazine over an iridium catalyst" "It'll separate into N2 and H2." "And then if I just direct the hydrogen into a small area and burn it, likely remake the history of humanity." "Nothing bad has ever happened from lighting hydrogen on fire." "NASA hates fire because of the whole, "fire makes everybody die in space", thing." "So, everything they sent us up here with is flame retardant, with... the notable exception of..." "Martinez's personal items." "I'm sorry, Martinez, if you didn't want me to go through your stuff, you shouldn't've left me for dead on a desolate planet." "By the way, I'm figuring you're going to be fine with this, given my present situation." "Counting on you." "So, yeah." "I blew myself up." "Best guess..." "I forgot to... account for the excess oxygen that..." "I've been exhaling when I did my calculations, because I'm stupid." "Yeah, I'm gonna get back to work, here, just as soon as my ears stop ringing." "Interesting side note, this is actually how the Jet Propulsion Lab was founded." "5 guys at Caltec, trying to make rocket fuel and they nearly burned down their dorm." "And rather than expel them, banished them to a nearby farm told them to keep working." "And now we have a space program." "OK." "Hey, there." "The nation was blessed, to have Mark serving in our space program." "While his loss will be deeply felt, the men and women of NASA will soldier forth, onward and upward, in the mission of their agency." "By doing so they honor the legacy Mark's leaving behind, and they ensure his sacrifice will not be in vain." "I have the honor of speaking, not only... for the men and women of NASA, but for people all over the world." "I thought you gave a lovely speech, by the way." " I need you to authorize my satellite time." " It's not gonna happen." "We're funded for five ARES missions." "I think I can get congress to authorize a 6th." "Look, ARES 3 evac'd after 18 Sols." "There's half a mission worth of supplies up there." "I can sell it at a fraction of the cost of a normal mission." "And all I have to know is, what's left of our assets." "You're not the only one who needs satellite time." "We got the ARES 4 supply missions coming up." "We should be focusing on the Schiaparelli Crater." "OK, we got 12 satellites up there, surely we can spare a few hours." "It's not about satellite time, Vince." "We're a public domain organization." " We need to be transparent on this." " OK." "The second we point the satellites to the Hab," "I broadcast pictures of Mark Watney's dead body to the world." "You're afraid of a PR problem?" "Of course I'm afraid of a PR problem." "Another mission?" "!" "Congress won't reimburse us for a paper clip if I put a dead astronaut on the front page of the Washington Post." "He's not going anywhere, Teddy." "I mean, he's not... he's not gonna decompose." "You know, he's going to be up there forever." "Meteorology estimates that he'll be covered in sand from normal weather activity within a year." "We can't wait a year, we got work to do." "ARES 5 won't even launch for 5 years, we have plenty of time." "OK." "OK." "OK, consider this." "Right now, the world's on our side." "Sympathy for the Watney family." "ARES 6 could bring his body home." "Now, we don't say that's the purpose of the mission, but we make it clear that would be a part of it." "We frame it that way." "More support from congress, but not if we wait a year." "We wait a year, nobody gives a shit." "Vincent Kapoor?" "Acidalia Planitia" "What?" "Hi, security." "This is Mindy Park in SatCom." "I need the emergency contact for Vincent Kapoor." "Yes, him!" "Yes, it's an emergency!" " How sure?" " 100%" "You've gotta be shitting me." "Prove it to me." "For a start." "Solar panels have been cleaned." "They could've been cleaned by wind." "Back it up." "Look at Rover 2." "According to the logs, Command Lewis took it out, Sol 17, plugged it into the Hab to recharge." "It's been moved." "She could have forgotten to log the move." "No, not likely." "Why don't we just ask Lewis." "Let's get on CAPCOM and ask her directly, right now." "No, no." "If Watney is really alive, we don't want the ARES 3 crew to know." "How can you not tell them?" "They have another 10 months on their trip home." "Space travel is dangerous, they need to be alert and undistracted." "But, they already think he's dead." "And they'd be devastated to find out they left him there alive." "I'm sorry but you have not thought this through." "I mean, what are we gonna say?" "Dear America, remember that astronaut we killed and had a really nice funeral for?" "Turns out he's alive, and we left him on Mars." "Our bad, sincerely NASA." "I mean, do you realise the shit storm that is about to hit us?" "How're we going to handle the public." "Legally, we have 24 hours to release these pictures." "We release a statement with them." "We don't want people working it out on their own." "Yes, sir." "But, if my math is right, he's going to starve to death long before we can help him." "You can't imagine what he is going through up there." "I mean, he's 50 million miles away from home." "He thinks he's totally alone." "He thinks we gave up on him." "And what does that do to a man, psychologically?" "What the hell is he thinking right now?" "I'm definitely gonna die up here." "If I have to listen to any more god-awful disco music." "My God, Commander Lewis, couldn't you have packed anything from this century?" "No, I'm not." "I'm not gonna turn the beat around." "I refuse to." "What attempts have been made to make contact with Mark Watney?" "We're working on it." "Does he have enough supplies to survive?" "We'll be looking into that." "What does this say about the agency?" "Are you going to resign?" "No." "Dr. Sanders..." "It's time to start thinking long term." "The next NASA mission is ARES 4 and it's supposed to land at Schiaparelli crater," "3200 km away." "32... hundred kilometers." "In 4 years, when the next ARES crew arrives," "I'll have to be there." "Which means I have to get to the crater." "OK, so here's the rub." "I've got 1 working Rover, designed to go a max distance 35 km." "Before the battery has to be recharge at the Hab." "That's problem A." "Problem B, is this journey's gonna take me roughly 50 days to complete." "So, I gotta live for 50 days inside a Rover with marginal life support, the size of a small van." "So... in the face of overwhelming odds, I'm left with only one option." "I'm gonna have to science the shit out of this." "OK." "So, a success." "I have doubled battery life, by scavenging Rover 1." "But, if I use the heater," "I will burn through half my battery every day." "If I do not use my heater, I will be... slowly killed by the laws of thermodynamics." "I would love to solve this problem right now, but... unfortunately, my balls are frozen." "I can't." "I'm calling it." "I'm calling it." "Good news, I may have a solution to my heating problem." "Bad news, it involves me digging up the radioisotope thermoelectric generator." "Now, if I remember my training correctly, one of the lessons was titled:" ""Don't Dig Up the Big Box of Plutonium, Mark"." "I get it, RTGs are good for spacecraft, But if they rupture around humans, no more humans." "Which is why buried it when we arrived." "And planted that flag, so we would never be stupid enough to accidentally go near it again." "But, as long as I don't break it," "I almost said 'everything'll be fine', out loud." "Look, the point is, I'm not cold anymore." "And sure, I could choose to think about the fact that I'm... warm because I have a decaying radioactive isotope riding right behind me, but right now I got bigger problems on my hands." "I've scoured every single data file on Commander Lewis' personal drive." "This is officially the least disco song she owns." "Where is Watney going?" "Well, we believe that he's preparing for a journey." "He's been conducting incremental tests." "Taking the Rover 2 out for longer and longer trips each time." "To what end?" "Why would he leave relative safety of the Hab?" "Well, we think he plans to travel to the Ares 4 launch site in order to make contact with us, but it would be a dangerous gamble." "But, if we could talk to him, we would tell him to stay put" "And to trust that we're doing everything in our power to bring him home alive." "Thank you very much." "Don't say, bring him home 'alive', Vincent." "You know what, these interviews aren't easy." "God forbid, I try to say something proactive and positive." "Annie!" "No more Vincent on TV." "Copy that." "76 kilometers." "Am I reading that right?" "Are you asking me?" "I am." "Yes, sir." "Mark drove 2 hours straight away from the Hab," "Did a short EVA and then drove for another 2." "We think the EVA was to change batteries." "He didn't load up the oxygenator or the water reclaimer?" "Every 41 hours, there is a 17 minute gap." "It's just the way the orbits works, so... it's possible that we missed something." "I want that gap down to 4 minutes." "I'm giving you total authority over satellite trajectories and orbital adjustments." "Make it happen." "OK." "Let's assume Ms. Park didn't miss anything," "So, Mark's not going to Ares 4, yet," "But he's smart enough to figure out that's his only chance." "Bruce, what's the earliest we can get a pre-supply there?" "Well, with the positions of the Earth and Mars," "It'll take 9 months." "And it'll takes 6 months to build it in the first place." "3 months." "Three?" "You're going to say it's impossible, and them I'm going to make a speech about the blinding capabilities of the JPL team." "And then you're going to do the math in your head and say something like," ""The overtime alone would be a nightmare."" "The overtime alone would be a nightmare." "Get started." "I'll find you the money." "We need to tell the crew." " Mitch, we've discussed this." " No, you discussed this." "I'm the one who decides what's best for the crew." "They deserve to know." "Once there's a real rescue plan, we'll tell them, otherwise, it's moot." "Bruce has 3 months to get the payload done." "That's all that matters right now." "We'll do our best." "Mark dies if you don't." "It's been 48 Sols since I planted the potatoes, so... now it's time to reap and re-sow." "They grew even better than I expected." "I now have 400 healthy potato plants." "I dug them up being careful to leave their plants alive." "The smaller ones I'll reseed, the larger ones are my food supply." "All natural, organic, Martian grown potatoes." "You don't hear that every day, do you?" "And by the way, none of this matters at all if I can't figure out a way to make contact with NASA." "I know what I'm gonna do." "Oh, he's moving again." "Where the hell is he going?" "He hasn't changed course for 13 days." "He's nowhere near the Ares 4." "Well, unless he's not taking a direct route," "I mean, he might be trying to avoid some obstacle." "What obstacle?" "It's Acidalia Planitia." "There's nothing out there except the..." "What?" "I need a map." "Yeah." "Hey, come on, man." "What're you doing?" "It's alright." "It's alright." "Can I borrow this?" "OK, so, where's the Hab location?" "31.2° north, 28.5° West." "OK, where's Watney?" "Here." "'Kay, OK." "OK." "I know where he's going." "I need to get on an airplane." "Hi, nice to meet you, please follow me." " Vincent, how are you?" " Bruce." "Good flight?" "Yeah." "It's in storage, just around the corner." "Vincent, nice to see you." "Nice to see you." "What are the chances Mark can get it working again?" "It's hard to say." "We lost contact in '97." "We think it was battery failure." "But I'd like to point out, it lasted 3 times longer than expected." "Nobody's criticizing JPL's work" "I just need to speak to everybody who was here in '97." "Don't worry, they're already here." "Guys." "I'd like to introduce, Vincent Kapoor, Director of Mars Missions, NASA." "This is our current team," " and original project members." " How ya doin', alright?" " Is this the replica?" " This is her." "OK, let's see it." "Pathfinder." "Pathfinder." "Come on, come on!" " Holy shit!" " OK." "Broadcasting Status." "Listening for telemetry signal." "OK..." "Signal acquired." " Alright." " OK." "Camera." "Incoming." "Are you receiving me?" "Yes..." "No." "OK." "Point the camera, 'yes'." "32 minute round trip communications time." "All he can do is ask, yes/no questions, and all we can do is to point the camera." "This won't exactly be an Algonquin Round Table of snappy repartee." " You kidding me?" " Tim, Tim..." " just point the camera." " Roger that." "Pointing the camera." "Yes!" "Yes!" "So, here's the rub." "Somehow, we have to have complex astrophysical engineering conversations, using nothing but a still frame camera, from 1996." "Luckily" "The camera does spin." "So, I can make an alphabet." "It can't be our alphabet." "26 characters plus a question card and a 360 gives us 13 degrees of arc." "That's way too narrow." "I'll never know what the camera is pointing at." "Hexadecimal." "Hexadecimals to the rescue." "I figured one of you guys kept an ASCII table lying around, and I was right." "Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you Super-nerd, Beth Johanssen." "Who also had copies of Zork II and Leather Goddesses of Phobos on her personal laptop." "Seriously, Johanssen." "You put the Smithsonian of loneliness, on there?" "Not that I'm complaining." "Yes!" "Who am I to talk about loneliness?" "I know where he's going with this." "Alright" "F, O." "7, W." "HOW ALIVE?" "Vincent, Vincent." "Wake up." "I'M OK" "IMPALED BY ANTENNA BIOMONITOR DESTROYED" "CREW HAD REASON TO THINK ME DEAD NOT THEIR FAULT" "Now that we can have more complicated conversations," "The smart people at NASA have sent me instructions on how to hack the Rover so that it can talk to Pathfinder." "If I hack, a tiny bit of code, just 20 instructions in the Rover's operating system," "NASA can link the Rover to Pathfinder's broadcasting frequency and we're in business." "Mark, this is Vincent Kapoor." "We've been watching you since SOL 54." "The whole world is rooting for you." "Amazing job, getting Pathfinder." "We're working on rescue plans." "Meantime, we're putting together a supply mission to keep you fed until Ares 4 arrives." "Glad to hear it." "OK." "Glad to hear it." "Really looking forward to not dying." " Oh!" " Whoa!" "Yeah!" "How's the crew?" "How's the crew?" "What did they say when they found out I was alive?" "RU receiving?" "Mark." "Guys, can we get some space, please." " Me?" " Yeah, you." "Just give me a second." "You should tell him." "We haven't told the crew you are alive yet." "We need them to concentrate on their mission." "(What?" ")" "(What the fuck!" ")" "(What the fuck!" ")" "He says." "They don't know I'm alive?" "What the F word," "F word in gerund form." "F word again, is wrong with you?" "Mark, please watch your language." "Everything you type is being broadcast live all over the world." "Yeah?" "Oh, my God." "Yes, sir, he's under a tremendous amount of stress." "I understand." "We're working on it." "I'm sure he didn't mean what he said." "Thank you, Mr. President." "Problem is, Mark's right." "The longer we wait, The worse it's going to get." "We need to tell the crew." "You're bringing this up while Vincent is in Pasadena so he can't argue the other side." "I shouldn't have to answer to Vincent." "Or anyone else." "It's time, Teddy." "Commander Lewis?" "Go ahead." "Data dump is almost complete." "Copy that." "On my way." "You're in a hurry." "Yeah... my son turned 3 yesterday." "Showed me pictures of the party." "Got a batch of personals." "Dispatching them to your laptops now." "I don't mean to read, Vogel's weird German fetish e-mails." "They're telemetry updates." "Hey, whatever does it for you, man." "Oh, there's a video message." "It's addressed to the whole crew." "Play it." "Come on, guys." "I wanna get in on that telemetry action." "Hi, hello, it's Mitch, Mitch Henderson." "I have some news." "There's no subtle way to put this." "Mark Watney is still alive." "Oh my God." "I know that's a surprise, I know you'll have a lot of questions," "But here are the basics." "He's alive and he's healthy." "We... found out 2 months ago and... decided not to tell you." " What?" " 2 months?" "Oh my god!" "I was strongly against that decision." "We're telling you now, because... we finally have communication with him." "and a viable rescue plan." "We'll give you a write-up of what happened." "A full write-up of everything." "But it's not your fault." "Mark stresses that every time it comes up." "So..." "Yeah." "Take some time to absorb this." "And... send all the questions you want." "We'll answer." "Alright, Henderson out." "Holy shit, he's alive!" "I left him behind." " No." " No." "We all left together." "You were following orders." "I left him behind." "So, now that NASA can talk to me, they won't shut up." "They want constant updates on every Hab system, and they've a room full of people trying to micromanage my crops." "Which is awesome." "Look, I mean, I don't mean to sound arrogant or anything, but I am the greatest botanist on this planet, so..." "Oh, one big bonus to this communication with NASA again is the e-mail." "I'm getting them again." "Big data dumps, like when I was on the Hermes." "I even got one from the President." "The coolest one, though." "THE coolest one I got was from the University of Chicago my Alma Mater." "They say that, once you grow crops somewhere, you've officially colonized it." "So, technically," "I colonized Mars." "In your face, Neil Armstrong." "Oh, in other news, there's been a request for me to pose for a photograph on my next transmission." "I am trying to figure out whether I should go with high school senior, or coquettish ingenue." "But, I'm not really sure how that's gonna look with my spacesuit, on." "Yeahhh." "What is he doing?" "I ask for a photo, and what?" "He's the the Fonz?" "Just be grateful we got you something, Annie." "I can't use this, Vincent, and you know that." "I need a picture of his face." "Well, I could tell him to take off his helmet, but then he'd, you know, die." "So." "We'll release the photo when we detail the rescue operation." "I want to announce we're launching some supplies to him next year during the Hohmann Transfer Window." "Bruce, your team still on schedule?" "It'll be tight, but we'll make it." "9 months travel time, that puts the probe to Mars on Sol 868." "Did we get the Botany team's analysis?" "Yeah, they estimate Mark's crops will last till Sol 912." "They grudgingly admit that he's doing great work." "Grudgingly?" "Well, yeah, Mark has the tendency to tell them to have sex with themselves whenever they question one of his decisions." "Get him in line, Vincent!" "We can't afford any miscommunication." "I hate this margin." "912 Sols worth of food, we get there on 868!" "That's assuming nothing goes wrong." "Ah!" "Aah!" "[ SUIT BREACH DETECTED ]" "[ OXYGEN LEVEL CRITICAL ]" "[ OXYGEN LEVEL : 10% ]" "[ OXYGEN LEVEL : 5% ]" "[ SUIT PRESSURE STABLE ]" "[ PRESSURE STABLE ]" "GOD!" "God, God, God, God!" "Crops are dead." "Complete loss of pressure boiled off most of the water." "Any bacteria that survived died in the subzero temperatures when exposed to Mars' atmosphere." "How long does he have?" "Well, he can still eat the potatoes he has, he just can't grow any more, so, give him... 200 Sols." "Rations get him to what;" "Sol 409?" "So, with potatoes, 609." "So, by Sol 868, he'll be long dead." "We're gonna have to launch as soon as possible, which changes our travel time." "Yeah, we're working on it." "Preliminary estimates call for a 414 day trip." "It's Sol 135 now." "We need 13 days to mount the boosters, perform inspections which gives Bruce and his team" "47 days to make this probe." "I'll let you call Bruce." "Give him the news." "OK." "I'm..." "I'm going to need a change of clothes." "Dear Mark, apparently, NASA's letting us talk to you now." "And I drew the short straw." "Sorry we left you behind on Mars, but we just don't like you." "Also, it's a lot roomier on the Hermes without you." "We have to take turns doing your tasks, but, I mean, it's only botany." "It's not real science." "Oh, Jesus!" "How's Mars?" "Dear Martinez, Mars is fine." "I accidentally blew up the Hab, but unfortunately all of Commander Lewis' disco music still survived." "but unfortunately all of Commander Lewis' disco music still survived." "Every day I go outside and look at the vast horizons." "Every day I go outside and look at the vast horizons." "Just because I can." "Just because I can." "Tell the others I said hello." "Will do, buddy." "[ PRESSURE STABLE ]" "5, 10, 15, 20, 30, 35," "40." "52." "Rich." "Rich." "Wake up." "Sorry, but they're asking for the probe courses." "What time is it?" "It's... 3:42" "I know we're coming at this backwards, but we can't commit to a firm launch date with this many unknowns." "It's alright." "All 25 models for launch will take 414 days to reach the Mars." "They vary slightly in thrust duration and fuel requirement is nearly identical." "Not a good time to launch, is it?" "Yeah." "Earth and Mars are really badly positioned." "Heck, it'd almost be easier if you..." "Almost easier to what?" "I need more coffee." " Are you alright?" " It's fine." "Almost easier to what?" "You do understand I'm your boss, right?" "Uh-huh." "Let's ask the very, very expensive question." "Is the probe going to be ready on time?" " We're behind." " Gimme a number." "15 days." "15 days and I can get it done." "Alright, let's create 15 days." "13 days to mount the probe." "Can we reduce?" "It actually takes 3 days to mount the probe." "And we can get it down to 2, right?" "I can get it down to 2." "10 days are for tests and inspections." "How often do those inspections reveal a problem?" "Are you suggesting we don't do the inspections?" "Right now, I'm asking how often they reveal a problem." "1 in 20." "But that's grounds for countdown halt." "We can't take that chance!" "Anyone else know a safer way to buy more time?" "Dr. Keller, stretch Watney's rations 4 more days." "He's not gonna like it, but that'll get us to 15." " And we'll cancel the inspections." "Teddy." " Sir, if that ever got out..." " It's on me." "You got your 2 weeks." "Get it done!" "So, now, I have to hold out until the probe gets here with more food." "You wanna see what minimal calorie count looks like?" "Standard issue ration." "But instead of 3 of these every 1 day," "I'm now eating 1 of these every 3 days." "And now they've asked me... to do that." "The point is, to stretch the rations 4 more days, is a real dick punch." "I'm..." "I'm gonna dip this potato in some crushed vicodin." "And there's nobody who can stop me." "It has been 7 days since I ran out of ketchup." "Up." "Up, up." "Come up here." "This is the Flight Director." "Begin launch status check." "Roger that, Flight." "Beginning launch status check." "Do you believe in god, Vincent?" "Yeah." "Yeah, wy father was a Hindu, my mother's a Baptist, so, yeah." "I believe in several." "We'll take all the help we can get." "Launch status check complete." "This is Flight:... we are go for launch." "Proceeding with the count." "10." "9, 8, 7, 6," "Main engines start." "4, 3," " 2," " Ignition." "1." "Liftoff." "Good thrust." "Performance is nominal." "The payload is giving good data." "She's rock-solid at this point, Flight." "TVC's looks good." " My god." " Yes!" " Yoo hoo!" " Yeah." "We have an extra TDCS duration." "We're getting a little shimmy, Flight." "Say again?" "We are getting a very large precession." "Are we good?" "Flight, it's hitting the red line." "Spinning on the long axis along a 17° precession." "Launch, what's happening?" "Force on Iris is 7 g's." "We've lost readings on the probe, Flight." " Oh." " Oh!" " Oh, Jesus Christ!" " Jesus!" "We've lost it, Flight." "SatCon?" "No satellite acquisition of signal." "Chalk that up to LOS." "LOS here, too." "US Destroyer, Stockton, Reporting debris falling from the sky." "Everyone in the LCC maintain your positions." "GC, lock the doors." "Commander Lewis," "I may need you to do something for me." "If I die, I need you to check in with my parents." "They'll want to hear all about our time here on Mars." "I know that sucks, and it will be hard talking to a couple about their dead son." "It's a lot to ask." "Which is why I'm asking you." "I'm not giving up." "I just need to prepare for every outcome." "Please tell them..." "Tell them, I love what I do," "And I'm really good at it." "And I'm dying for something big" "and beautiful," "and greater than me." "Tell them I said I can live with that." "And tell them, thank you for being my mom and dad." "We substituted protein cubes for the standard rations." "The thrust of the launch combined with the simultaneous lateral vibration liquified the cubes and created an unbalanced load." "Vincent, why wasn't this addressed in the inspections phase?" "In order to make our launch window, we were forced to accelerate our schedule." "Their astronaut will die of hunger." "[CHINESE]" "Of course, there are other ways." "Our engineers have calculated that the Taiyang Shen's boosters, have enough fuel to reach Mars orbit." "Why didn't NASA approach us?" "Because they don't know." "Our propulsion data is classified." "That's to say... if we do nothing..." "The world will never know, that we could have helped." "So, hypothetically, if we decided to help them..." "We sacrifice one booster, and cancel the Taiyang Shen program." "Let's keep this a scientific issue between Space Agencies." "Find a way to cooperate." "Yes." "Yes, I understand." "Thank you." "Yes!" "Alright!" "Thanks to my uncle Tommy in China, we get another chance at this." "Now, we finished the Iris probe in 62 days, we are now gonna attempt to finish it in 28." "We can jettison any kind of landing system." "We're only sending rations." "We can crash land on Mars." "You should hang up the phone." " I'm sorry, who are you?" " My name is Rich Purnell." "I work in Astrodynamics, and you should hang up the phone, right now." "Alright, alright." "I'm gonna call you back." "I know how to save Mark Watney." "Your probe plan won't work." "Too many things can go wrong." "I got a better way." " Astrodynamics?" " Yeah." "What the hell is Project Elrond?" "I had to make something up." "Yeah, but, Elrond?" "Because it's a secret meeting." "How do you know that?" "Why does Elrond mean secret meeting?" "The Council of Elrond is from Lord Of The Rings." " It's the meeting where they" " The Lord Of The Rings." "decide to destroy the One Ring." "If we are going to call something Project Elrond," "I would like my codename to be Glorfindel." "OK, I hate every one of you." "Wait, Teddy doesn't even know about this yet?" "I'm sorry, who are you?" "This is Rich Purnell, Astrodynamics." "Tell them what you just told me." "I can get the Hermes back to Mars by Sol 561." "How?" "Would you stand right there for me, please?" "Thanks, right there." "Great." "And could you, stand right there?" "Right there." "OK, let's pretend that this stapler is the Hermes, and you are..." "I'm sorry, what's your name again?" "Teddy." "I'm the director of NASA." "Cool." "Teddy, you're Earth." "Right now, the Hermes is heading towards you, starting it's month long deceleration intercept, but instead, what I'm proposing is," "we start accelerating immediately, to preserve velocity and gain even more." "We don't intercept with Earth at all, but we come close enough... to get a gravity assist and adjust course." "While we're doing that," " we resupply with the probe." " The Taiyang Shen." "Pick up whatever provisions we need." "And now we accelerating towards Mars." "You're Mars." "Now, we are going too fast at this point to fall into orbit, but... we can do a flyby." "What good is a flyby if you can't get Watney off the surface?" "Watney would intercept using the MAV." "Ow." "And then we just head home." "I done the math." "It checks out." " Rich." " Yes, sir." " Get out." " Alright." " Is he right?" " Yep." "Bruce, what do you think?" "Well, if Vincent say so." " We need to use the Taiyang Shen?" " Uh-huh." "What am I missing?" "Why is that important?" "Because we can only do one." "Send Watney enough food to last till Ares 4, or send Hermes back to get him right now." "Both plans require the Taiyang Shen." "So, we have to choose." "But, what about the Hermes' crew?" "We'd be asking them, to add 533 extra days to their mission." "Yeah, they wouldn't hesitate, not for a second." "Can the Hermes function for 533 days beyond the scheduled mission?" "Should." "Built to last the full Ares mission, so, technically, it's only halfway through it's lifespan." " But, if something goes wrong." " Then, we lose the crew." "So, what, we either have a high chance of killing 1 person, or low chance of killing 6 people?" "How do we make that decision?" "We don't have to make it, Bruce." "He does." "Yeah, but, bullshit!" "Should be Commander Lewis' call." "We still have a chance to bring 5 astronauts home safe and sound." "I'm not risking their lives." "Let them make that decision." "Mitch, we're going with option 1." "You goddamn coward!" " Johanssen?" " Yeah." "I know it's your private time." "Can I bother you for a second?" "Yeah, go ahead." " Where are you?" " The gym." "What's up?" "I just got an e-mail from my wife, and the subject line says, "our children."" "My computer won't open the attachment." "OK." "Let's take a look." "Let's see." "This isn't a jpeg." "It's a plain ASCII text file." "I don't really know what we're looking at." "It's..." "That make any sense to you?" "Rich Purnell maneuver." "It's a course maneuver for the Hermes." "Mein Gott!" "The mission concludes with Earth intercept 211 days later." "Would it work?" "We ran the numbers, they check out." "It's a brilliant course." "So, why all the cloak and dagger?" "Because it goes directly against NASA's decision." "Yeah." "If we do the maneuver, they have to send the supply ship or we die." "We have the opportunity to force their hand." "So, are we gonna do it?" "If it was up to me, we'd already be on our way." "But it is, though, isn't it?" "Up to you?" "Not this time." "This is something NASA expressly rejected." "We're talking about mutiny here, which is not a word that I take lightly." "So, we do this together, or not at all." "And, before you answer, consider the consequences." "If we mess up the supply rendezvous, we die." "If we mess up the Earth gravity assist, we die." "If we do everything perfectly, we add 533 days to our mission." "533 more days, before we see our families again." "533 days of unplanned space travel where anything can go wrong." "If it's mission critical, we die." "Sign me up." "Alright, cowboy, slow down." "You and I, we're military." "Chances are, we go home, they'll court martial us." " Oh yeah, there's that." " And for the rest of you guys," "I guarantee they will never send you back up here again." "Good." "So, if we go for it, how would it work?" "I'll plot the course and execute it." "Remote override." "They can take over the Hermes from Mission Control." "Can you disable it?" "Hermes has 4 redundant flight computers, each connected to 3 redundant com systems." "We can't shut down the coms, because we'd lose telemetry and guidance." "And we can't shut down the computers, 'cause we need to run the ship." "I'd have to disable remote override on each system." "It's part of the OS, I'd have to jump over the code." "OK, but like in English, like what would that mean?" "I can do it." "Great." "But, it has to be unanimous." "If we do this, it will be over 900 days of space." "It's more than enough space for one life, so..." "Yes." "I vote yes." "Let's go get him." "Johanssen?" "Yes." " Yeah." " Yeah!" "Got an unscheduled status update from Hermes." "Roger, read it out." "Message reads:" "Houston, please be advised," "Rich Purnell is a steely-eyed Missile Man." "What?" "Flight, Guidance." "Hermes is off course." "CAPCOM, advise Hermes they're drifting." "Guidance, get a correction ready." "Negative, Flight." "It's not drift." "They've adjusted course." "What the hell?" "Telemetry, any chance this is instrumentation failure?" "Negative, Flight." "Guidance, work out how long they can stay on this course before it's irreversible?" "Working on that now, Flight." "Who's Rich Purnell?" "I don't know." "And somebody find out who the hell Rich Purnell is!" "Annie will go before the media this morning and inform them of NASA's decision to reroute the Hermes to Mars." "Sounds like a smart move... considering the circumstances." "Whoever gave them the maneuver, only passed along information." "The crew made the decision on their own." "You may have killed them, Mitch." "We're fighting the same war." "Every time something goes wrong, the world forgets why we fly." "I'm trying to keep us airborne." "It's bigger than one person." "No... it's not." "When this is over, I'll expect your resignation." "I understand." "Bring our astronauts home." "OK, every Ares mission requires 3 years of pre-supplies." "So NASA decided a long time ago it's a lot easier to send some of this stuff beforehand rather than bring it with us." "So, as a result, the MAV for Ares 4 is already there, at the Schiaparelli Crater, just waiting." "So, the plan is for me to use that to go into orbit just as the Hermes is passing." "And, I guess they catch me... in space." "So, I've got 200 Sols to figure out how to take everything here that's keeping me alive:" "The oxygenator, the water reclaimer, the atmospheric regulator." "Bring that all with me." "And luckily I have the- the greatest minds on planet Earth, really, all of the brain power on the entire planet, helping me with this endeavor." "And so far they've come up with," ""Hey, why don't you drill holes in the roof of your Rover and hit it as hard as you can with a rock."" "We're gonna get there." "Identification. [CHI]" "[Goodbye Mars]" "533 days longer?" "And you said yes to this?" "He would have done the same for me." "You know that." "Cheese." "Cheese." "Cheese." "He didn't do cheese." "Did he do cheese?" "Hey, baby." " Hey." " I got something for you." "I found it in the flea market." "Original pressing." "No." "[ABBA GREATEST HITS]" " Not a scratch." " I love it." "With all due respect to your CNSA protocols, but we haven't done things that way since-since..." "Apollo 9." " Did he get that?" " (Do you understand?" ")" "5 (Wu) 4 (Si)" "3 (San) 2 (Er)" "1 (Yi) Ignition!" "(Dianhuo!" ")" "I've been thinking about laws on Mars." "There's an international treaty saying no country can lay claim to anything that is not on Earth." "And by another treaty, if you're not in any country's territory," "Maritime law applies." "So, Mars is "international waters."" "Now, NASA is an American non-military organization." "It owns the hab." "But, the second I walk outside, I'm in international waters." "So, here's the cool part." "I'm about to leave for the Schiaparelli crater where I'm gonna commandeer the Ares 4 Lander." "Nobody explicitly gave me permission to this, and they can't, until I'm on board the Ares 4." "So, that means I'm going to be taking a craft over in international waters without permission." "Which, by definition, makes me a pirate." "Mark Watney, space pirate." "Space pirate!" "Everywhere I go, I'm the first." "It's a strange feeling." "Step outside the Rover, first guy to be there." "Climb that hill, first guy to do that." "4 and a half billion years, nobody here." "And now, me." "I'm the first person to be alone on an entire planet." "How's he doing?" "So far so good." "He's sticking to schedule." "Drives for 4 hours before noon," "Lays the solar panels, waits 13 hours for them to recharge, and sleeps somewhere in there and then, starts again." "How's he doing?" "He asked us to call him, Captain Longbeard." "Well, technically, Mars would be under maritime laws." "I know, I know, he explained it to us." "Where is he?" " Here." " OK." "Here." "OK." "OK, we're gonna start by stating, for the record, that you're not gonna like this." "Oh, yeah?" "Yeah, the problem is the intercept velocity." "The Hermes..." "Well..." "It can't enter Mars' orbit." "Otherwise, they'll never have enough fuel to make it home." "The MAV was only designed to get to low Mars orbit." "So, in order for Mark to escape Mars' gravity entirely, and to intercept the Hermes..." " He has to be going fast." " Exactly." "Which means we need to make the MAV lighter." "A lot lighter, 5000 kg lighter." "But, you can do that, right?" "Well, there's some gimmes right off the bat." "The design presumes 500 kg of Martian soil and samples." "Obviously we won't do that." "And there's just 1 passenger instead of 6." "With suits and gear, that's another 500?" "Ditch the support of life." "We don't need it." "And we'll get Mark to wear his EVA suit for the whole trip." "Wait a second." "If he's in his EVA suit, how's he gonna operate the controls?" "Well, he won't." "Martinez will pilot the MAV remotely from the Hermes." "We've never had a manned ship controlled remotely before." "But I am excited about the opportunities that affords." "If we go remote, we can lose the control panels, the secondary, tertiary comm systems." "Wait, wait a second." "You want to what?" "You wanna remote controlled ascent with no backup coms?" "He's not even got to the bad stuff yet, Vincent." "Well, let's get to the bad stuff!" "We need to remove the nose airlock, the windows and Hull Panel 19." "You want to take the front of the ship off?" "Sure." "The nose airlock alone is 400 kg." "You want to send a man into space without the front of his ship?" "Well, no." "We're gonna have him cover it with Hab canvas." "The hull's mostly there to keep the air." "Mars atmosphere is so thin, you don't need a lot of streamlining." "By the time the ship's going fast enough for air resistance to matter, it'll be high enough that there's practically no air." "You wanna send him into space under a tarp." "Yes." "Can I go on?" "No." "You think he means it like," "Are you KIDDING me?" "!" " You know?" " Um-hum." "Or like, Are you kidding me?" "I think it might be the second one." " Really?" " Uh-huh." "Could be the first one." "Are you KIDDING me?" "Yeah, it could be the first one." "I know what they're doing." "I know exactly what they're doing." "'Cause they just keep repeating," "Go faster than any man in the history of space travel." "Like it's a good thing." "Like it would distract me from how insane their plan is." "Yeah, I get to go faster than any man in the history of space travel, because you're launching me in a convertible." "Actually, it's worse than that, because I won't be able to control the thing." "And by the way, physicists, when describing things like acceleration, do not use the word 'fast'." "So..." "They're only doing that, in the hopes that I won't raise any objections... to this lunacy." "And, because I like the way, 'fastest man in the history of space travel.' sounds." "I do like the way it sounds." "I like it a lot." "Not gonna tell them that." "OK." "Let's do this." "Come on!" "Beck and Vogel, I want you guys in airlock 2, with the outer door open before the MAV even launches." "OK." "Martinez flies the MAV, Johanssen sysops the ascent." "Once we hit intercept, it's Beck's job to go get Watney." "We're ready." "What's the intercept plan?" "We finished attaching the tethers into one long line" "It's 214 meters long." "And I'll have the MMU, so moving around should be easy." "How fast a relative velocity can you handle?" "I can grab the MAV at 5 meters per second." "Ten is like jumping onto a moving train." "So, any more than that, I might miss." "Well, we may have some leeway." "The launch takes 12 minutes, and it will be 52 minutes before intercept." "Once Mark's engine shuts off, we'll know our intercept point and velocity." "Vogel, you're Beck's backup." "Everything goes well, you pull them on board with the tether." "If anything goes wrong, you go out after him." "Yep." "OK." "Let's go get our boy." "To whom it may concern, take care of this Rover." "She saved my life." "Watney." "There's a mood of tension and anxiety here, outside Johnson Space Center." "As you can see, many people have gathered here, to see whether or not, the mission to retrieve Mark Watney will be a success." "Remember, they had some contact with him." "but it hasn't been very much." "We have to remind our viewers that we're watching this as it unfolds and we'll try to keep you up to date as to what exactly is going on." "Let's listen in to NASA, making contact with Mark Watney." "Let's listen in." "If something goes wrong, what can Mission Control do?" "Not a damn thing." "It's all happening 12 light minutes away." "Which means it takes 24 minutes for them to get the answer to any question they ask." "The whole launch is 12 minutes, so... they're on their own." "Today, in Beijing and the world over, people are gathered in front of TVs [CHI] watching the rescue mission which has caught the attention of the whole world." "This rescue is made possible, by CNSA's selfless...." "Mark has been completely alone on Mars." "We'll be talking to a psychology expert, later, to discuss..." "Fuel pressure green." "Engine alignment perfect." "Communications 5 by 5." "We are ready for preflight checklist, Commander." "Mission Control, this is Hermes Actual." "We will proceed on schedule." "We have T minus 2 min 10 sec to launch, by the mark." "About 2 minutes, Watney." "How are you doing down there?" "I'm good." "I'm anxious to get up to you." "Thanks for coming back for me." "We're on it." "Remember, you'll be pulling some serious g's, so, it's OK to pass out." "You're in Martinez's hands now." "Well, tell that asshole no barrel rolls." "Copy that, MAV." "CAPCOM." "Go." "Remote Command." "Go." "Recovery." "Go." "Secondary recovery." "Go." "Pilot." "Go." "Pilot." "Go." "Copy, we're go." "Mission Control, we are go for launch." "T minus 10," " 9." " Main engine start." "8." "7." "Mooring clamps released." "'Bout 5 seconds, Watney, hang on." "See you in a few, Commander." "4." "3." "2." "1." "Velocity, 741 meters per second." "Altitude, 1350 meters." "It's too low." "I know, it's fighting me." "Watney, do you read?" "Booster separation complete." "Velocity, 850." "Altitude, 1833." "He's way below target altitude." "How far below?" "Checking." "Watney... do you read?" "He's probably passed out, he pulled 12 g's on the ascent." "Give him a few minutes." "Copy that." "Main shutdown in 3, 2," "1." "Shutdown." "Back to automatic guidance." "Shutdown confirmed." "Fuel reserves depleted." "Watney... do you read?" "There seems to be some sort of problem with the transmission." "I have interval pings." "Intercept velocity will be 11 meters per second." "I can make that work." "Distance at intercept will be..." "We'll be 68 km apart." "68 km?" "Did she just say 68 km?" "Come on, guys, keep it together." "Work the problem." "Johanssen, time to intercept?" "39 minutes 12 seconds." "Martinez, what if we point our thrusters in the same direction?" "Well, it depends how much fuel you wanna save for the altitude adjustments for the trip home." "How much do you need?" "I can get by with about 20% of what we have left." "If we use 75.5% of remaining altitude-adjust fuel, that'll bring the intercept range to zero." "Do it." "Hang on, it brings the range to zero, but the intercept velocity will be 42 meters per second." "And it's way too fast." "Then, we have 39 minutes to figure out how to slow down." "Martinez, burn the jets." "Copy that." "Mav to Hermes." "Watney?" "Affirmative." "What's your status?" "My chest hurts." "I broke my ribs." "How are you?" "We're working on getting to you." "There was a complication during launch." "Copy that." "How bad is it?" "Well, we corrected the intercept range, but we got a problem with intercept velocity." "How big a problem?" "42 meters a second." "Well..." "Shit!" "Commander, I have an idea." "Go ahead, Mark." "Well, if I can find something sharp in here and poke a hole in the glove of my EVA suit." "I could use the escaping air as a thruster and fly towards you." "It would be easy to control, 'cause it'd be on my arm." "I can't see you having any control if you did that." "You'd be eyeballing the intercept using a thrust vector you can barely control." "Yes, yes, those are all very good points." "But, consider this," "I'd get to fly around like Iron Man." "Commander, let's go Iron Man." "This is unexpected, LOS." "Communication lost." "Standby." "Maybe it's not the worst idea." "No, it is the worst idea." "It's the worst idea ever." "Not what HE said." "Using atmosphere as thrust." "What happens if we blow the VAL?" "What?" "You want to open the Vehicular Airlock?" "It'll give us a good kick." "Yeah, but it'll also blow the nose off the ship." "And all the air will leave, and we need air to not die." "We would seal the bridge and the reactor room." "Everywhere else will go vacuo." "Vogel." "Go ahead, Commander." "I need you to come inside and make a... bomb." "Uh... again, Commander?" "You're a chemist." "Can you make a bomb with what you have on board?" "Probably." "But I feel obliged to mention that setting off an explosive device in a spacecraft is a terrible, terrible idea." "Hang on, you guys making a bomb without me?" "Copy that." "Can you do it?" "Yeah." "Houston, be advised, we're going to deliberately breach the VAL" " to produce some reverse thrust." " What?" "Beck, leave your suit on, meet Johanssen in airlock 1." "We'll open the outer door." "I need you to place the charge on the inner door." "Climb back to airlock 2 along the hull." "Copy." "I'm on my way." "I'm in, Commander." "Copy that." "Vogel, where are you?" " I'm in the kitchen." " OK." "Commander," "I can't let you go through with this." "I am prepared to cut the suit." "Absolutely not." "Well, see, the thing is, I'm selfish." "I want all the memorials back home to be about me." "Just me." "I should have left this guy on Mars." "Hey." "Sugar?" " Yeah." "Can you hold this?" "Liquid oxygen." "Add some stain remover that contains ammonia." "This thing here, is 5 times stronger than a stick of dynamite." "How do we activate it?" "Can you connect this to one of your lighting panels?" "Careful." "Open airlock 1." "I'm on the way to Beck." "Let's just hope this is a good idea, guys." " It is." " Open A1." "Hi." "You have it?" "Make sure you're not in here when this thing goes off." "Hey... be careful out there, in space." "Don't tell anyone I did that." "Bomb's set." "Leaving airlock 1." "Guys, I'm running the numbers, even with optimum VAL blow," "We're going to be off on our angle." "What's the intercept distance?" "Johanssen?" "260 meters, approximate." "It's too far." "Commander?" "Martinez, close the door." "Open D3." "Leave it open." "Open B2." "Johanssen, time to VAL-blow, after initiate?" "15 seconds." "We sure know how to cut it close." "Commander." "The distance is too far, I'm going out." " I can do this." " It's not a debate." "I'm not risking another crew member." "Beck's returned." "Johanssen, initiate the bomb." "10 seconds." "Strap in." "5." "4." "3." "Deceleration!" "2, 1." "Activating the panel 41." "Bridge seal holding." " What's the damage?" " Worry about that later." "What's the relative velocity?" "12 meters per second." "Copy." "Hook me up." "Done." "I've visual on the MAV." "What's the intercept range?" "I'm checking." "312 meters." "Did you say 312?" "Great, I'll wave at you guys as I go by." "Oh." "I can't get to you, Mark, you're too far." " I'm not gonna make it" " I know." "Beck, unhook me, I'm going after him." "Commander, I got this." "Mark, report." "On my way, Commander." "Damn it." "Johanssen, what's my relative velocity to Mark?" "5.2 meters per second." "Copy." "Adjusting course." "3.1 meters per second." "Distance to target 24 meters." "11 meters to target." "6 meters." "Hold on, Mark." "Come on." "I got him!" "I got him." "I got him." "Way to go, Iron Man." "Beck, pull us in." "It's good to see you." "You... have... terrible taste in music." "Houston, this is Hermes Actual." "We got him." "YEAH!" "Watney is secure." "YES!" "YES!" "YES!" "Contact in outer space, with Mark Watney." "After a very long time, they have done what many people thought was impossible." "Official declaration:" "Mark Watney has been successfully rescued." "Mark Watney has been rescued." "This has been an incredible mission. [CHI]" "Get a hold of him." "Hey, handsome." "Beck, close the hatch." "Hey, guys!" "Houston, 6 crew safely aboard." "This is a huge moment for this nation, for the world and, indeed, for international space travel." " Hey." " Hey." "Oh god!" "There's a little throw going on over there, bud." "I know." "I haven't had a shower in a year and a half." "Don't make me laugh." "I've got broken ribs." "Hey, there." "Good day, sir." " It's an honor, sir." " Sir." " Sir." " Sir." "Good morning, sir." "Welcome to the Astronaut Candidate Program." "Now pay attention, because this could save your life." "Trust me, I know what I'm talking about." "Alright, let me get a few things out of the way, right off the bat." "Yes, I did in fact survive on a deserted planet by farming in my own shit." "Yes, it's actually worse than it sound." "So, let's not talk about that ever again." "The other question I get most frequently is." "When I was up there stranded by myself, did I think I was gonna die?" "Yes, absolutely." "And that's one you need to know, going in, because it's gonna happen to you." "This is space." "It does not cooperate." "At some point, everything's gonna go south on you." "Everything's gonna go south and you're going to say, this is it." "This is how I end." "Now you can either accept that, or you can get to work." "That's all it is." "You just begin." "You do the math." "You solve one problem and you solve the next one, and then the next." "And If you solve enough problems, you get to come home." "Alright." "Questions?" "Once Mission Control completes their preflight checks, we'll begin launch procedures." "The Ares 5 team will rendezvous with the Hermes approximately 48 minutes after launch." "From there, they will have 414 days of space travel ahead of them." "Have the goals changed from the previous mission to the Ares 5 program?" "And what do you hope to achieve this time around?" "Well, no." "The goals has always been the same for the Ares Program." "This time, of course, we hope to bring all the astronauts back at the same time." " Flight, Guidance check complete." " Copy, Guidance." "This is Flight, we are go for launch on schedule.♥" "Final Aerial Service Checks are complete, as everything remains a go." "for the launch of the Ares 5." "20 seconds." "Proceeding with the count." "T minus 10." "9." "Main engine start." "7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1." "And liftoff." "As the crew of the Ares 5 begin the next chapter of America's space exploration." "Pressures look good." "Woo!" "Wow, good shot." "There it is. 5 years after the rescue of astronaut Mark Watney, the Ares 5 is on it's way to Mars." "♪Subtitles:" "Aorion corrected by♪  XQ2☻♥"