- [M.A.R.C] T-Minus 15 seconds and counting.
Guidance is internal. Ignition sequence starts.
- [Lilian] 10 away. Let's go home.
- Five, four, three, two, one.
Boosters ignited, we have lift-off.
- Control, this is Bravo 2. All engines look good.
Begin- What's that?! Diagnosis, now!
Main engine failing, diagnosis.
- Manual override engaged.
- We need to eject. Eject now!
(distant explosion)
- Lilian?
Your breathing is irregular. Lilian?
Do you copy?
- Uh huh, call Alpha, update them.
- Lilian, are you feeling okay?
- What do you think? Update Alpha.
- Alpha isn't reachable.
- What do you mean?
- The data-link in your shuttle isn't responding.
- The departure failed.
- I'm afraid so.
There was an electrical malfunction with the boosters.
Is there anything I can do?
- Where's the ship?
- Looks like the crash is located a quarter mile south-east.
- Quarter mile... Okay.
Oh, god.
Oh, my arm.
- Are you okay?
- Well it feels... Disconnected. Is it broken?
- With communications down, your medical module is limited.
- And my samples? Do you think they could still be intact?
- I'm sorry, I don't know.
- Right.
South-east?
- Yes, looks like 90 degrees clockwise. Your three.
(gentle, eerie music)
- Okay.
(wind blowing across the plain)
(slowly building electronic music)
- Lilian?
- Yes?
- There is a problem with your oxygen.
- Are you able to diagnose it?
- There is a rupture in the tank.
Movement is only going to irritate the breach.
- Well how much oxygen do I have left?
There's probably no hope of communication
until we reach the ship.
- 33 minutes standing still.
With movement, less than 30 percent of that.
- Fuck!
- Talking reduces oxygen capacity.
- Okay.
(crunching of sand)
- 150 meters.
- The samples?
- You should find fresh oxygen first.
- Where are the god damn samples?
- The mission package is located
at the near side of the main wreckage.
(repetitive beeping)
(confirmation sound)
- Now fresh oxygen.
- I can't see it.
Oxygen located. Five meters ahead.
Near the wreckage to your right. It's obscured.
- Fuck.
- Monitor your breathing.
- There should be another spare on board right?
- Yes, to your left. Another three meters.
It's wedged behind the engine.
Careful.
(swelling pressure)
(hiss of air)
Lilian.
- How much time?
- Just under four minutes.
- Then there's nothing.
- Try to conserve your oxygen.
- This is why we're here.
They may be able to retrieve the case,
if I could ensure its safety.
(confirmation beeps)
(music slowly building)
It's beautiful, isn't it M.A.R.C?
- It sounds like you genuinely think so.
- What can you tell me?
- Two minutes.
- God...
- What?
- Can you read me a poem? Maybe sing me a song?
- What sort of song would you like me to sing?
- Nothing.
- Battery critically low.
- What's going on?
- I'll have to shut down soon.
- I understand.
(alert tone)
It's green and red.
How can it be green and red at the same time?
- Conserve oxygen. (electronic interference)
- I just...
I just wish...
M.A.R.C?
I can't stop thinking.
I feel like I should be able to stop now.
And you know all I can think about is gardening
With my mother. And that's...
Can you help me?
I'm so tired.
I feel like I just wanna close my eyes, but I won't.
I will keep on...
You know, for a long time, for my whole life really,
I was happy.
And proud
of who I, or what I was.
And then one day, I,
It wasn't one day, but it felt like one day,
It just changed.
And that day I just,
I knew that I could only live in my work.
And all my relationships
I'd just neglect.
Somehow, I became cold
(mumbles)
And I realized
maybe that everybody feels this way,
but I don't even remember how it felt.
How do I feel, what do I feel...
Sometimes,
I feel separated.
If you touch me, you won't know
what you have done to me
all of it.
I'm sorry.
(full, shimmering electronic chords)