(crackling)
(whirring)
(lively orchestral rock music)
(alarm beeping)
(electricity crackling)
(beeping) (rumbling)
(alarm beeping)
(moans)
(metal crashing)
- [Ship's Computer] Alert: Please alter course.
(groans)
- [REMUS] Sam.
Sam, wake up.
- [Ship's Computer] Alert.
Alert: Please alter course.
- What's going on, REMUS?
- [REMUS] Finally.
Sir, you must take evasive action.
- What is this hunk of junk?
It's ancient.
- [REMUS] The effects must've been worse than I expected.
You're in the cockpit of an out-of-control Mantis space tug.
- Really, REMUS?
Wait, effects of what?
- [REMUS] Unknown, sir.
Something rendered you unconscious
and has locked me out of the ship's systems
and you are on a collision course with Galileo Base.
- Oh, really?
- [REMUS] Indeed.
You must take evasive action immediately.
- Taking evasive action immediately.
- [Ship's Computer] Flight controls inoperative.
- (grunts) I'm locked out, too.
Think, Sam.
Think.
Wait.
What's this? (electronic warbling)
REMUS, analysis.
- [REMUS] Working.
It appears to be theta wave-inducing
psycho-disruptive technology coded
specifically to your neurophysiology.
- That's easy for you to say.
- [REMUS] It also appears to be the cause
of the system's lock-out.
- Not anymore.
(electricity crackling)
Ow!
Oh, gee!
Hold on, REMUS.
This is gonna be tight.
I've got this now.
You got this.
(rumbling)
(scraping)
Woo-hoo!
Wow!
We did it!
We did it, REMUS.
- [REMUS] We almost didn't, sir.
You may not have noticed, but the craft came
into direct contact with the asteroid's surface
for 0.86 seconds.
- Details, details.
I'm more of a headlines kinda guy.
You know that, REMUS.
- [REMUS] My apologies, sir.
- You're forgiven, REMUS.
- Sam Scott to Storm Force HQ.
Setting course for seven zero niner.
We're coming home.
(dramatic music)
(engines charging)
(rocket roars)
(lively orchestral rock music)