Gravity

ASTRONAUT:

Houston, I have a bad feeling about

this mission.

MISSION CONTROL:

Please expand.

MATT:

Okay, let me tell you a story. It was

'96. I'd been up here 42 days. Every

time I passed over Texas, I'd look

down, knowing the second Mrs Kowalsky,

was looking up, thinking of me. Six

weeks I'm blowing kisses to that

woman. Then we land at Edwards and I

find out she'd run off with a lawyer

before I was off the launch pad, so I

packed my car and I headed to...

MISSION CONTROL:

Tijuana. You’ve told this story,

Kowalsky. As Houston recalls, she

took off in your '74 GTO. Engineering

requests fuel status on the jet pack

prototype.

Matt smiles, checks the monitors of the sleek device strapped to

his back.

MATT:

Five hours off the reservation and I

show 30% drain. My compliments to

Engineering. Except for a slight

malfunction on the nulling of the roll

axis, this jetpack is one prime piece

of thrust.

MISSION CONTROL:

(on radio)

Engineering says thank you.

MATT:

Tell them I still prefer my '67

Corvette though. Speaking of which did

I ever tell you the-

MISSION CONTROL:

(on radio)

We know the Corvette story, Matt.

MATT:

Even Engineering?

MISSION CONTROL:

Especially engineering. We’re going

to miss you, Matt.

Matt grins, fiddles with a control and propels himself away from

the Shuttle.

Stationed around the telescope are TWO ASTRONAUTS carrying out a

repair mission. They are also wearing space suits but unlike

Matt, they are not wearing Manned Maneuvering Units. SAFETY

TETHERS are the only things stopping them from floating away

into space.

RYAN:

Comm card reboot in progress.

MISSION CONTROL:

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