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I know that. Tell it to the doctor

she's off to pack her things.

She seems pretty

clean to leave.

- She?

- Didn't I mention...

- Dr. Christianson's a woman

- No, you didn't Jack.

- What is she like?

- She's pushy or should I say, suspicious.

- Much like yourself.

- Well, you left out stunningly attractive.

Just get the authorities

out here will you.

Jack, Caswell here.

You and your doctor have to sit tight.

All available resources are being allocated,

to search in for the missing crew.

I want you there in case,

some of them starts to wander back in.

Yes sir, this is a suspected homicide,

the need to bring up further investigation.

All the more reason to stay put.

Police will send a chopper

the moment one's available.

You're safe where you are today.

You copy?

Yes, sir.

Hey, are you sure it was murder?

Looks like she was hiding to me.

We'll know if it matches with the evidence.

I'll take a second look

and get back to you. Over and out.

I'm all packed.

- You ready?

- Sorry, what?

To rotate out of here...

as in leave.

You said,

Varga died of a heart attack?

That was the opinion of our

IMO, Dr. Williams.

All I know is they found him

lying dead on the floor of his quarters.

Can we go now?

You want to be back

on an empty stomach.

- Jack, do be honest, I think...

- Great, coz I'm starving.

I took a wild guess.

- Black, no sugar?

- I drink tea, actually.

- You're not married.

- My wife past away six years ago.

Oh, God, I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to pry.

What about you?

You have anybody back home?

You mean

like a husband?

I mean like somebody,

who might be worried about you.

- Are you interrogating me?

- Just curious.

- What, you a cop?

- Used to be.

What's out there?

But I'd stay away from there

if I were you.

So why the change of scene?

Doesn't it ever get to you?

I love the space.

Well, scale and isolation can bring out

the strangest things in people.

- Excuse me?

- Doesn't it ever get to a city boy like you?

Tell me about the project.

Well about six days ago, just under 47,000 feet,

the driller broke to the top of the cavity.

- It was great.

- And?

The truth is we know very little about what

lies before the outer crust.

even on average, it's only

If the world were an apple,

that would be thinner than a skin.

Nobody's ever seen below it.

Let alone taking samples of it.

Takes at least five minutes

to reach the bottom.

You won't hear anything

of that depth.

and when the wind blew...

... the driller sends a noise,

that was like the howling of demons...

- What? The SouthWest Wind?

- Yeah. Hidden superstitions.

Like all the garbage, they scroll

in the dorm walls.

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