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resent being younger.

So they get bossy.

They think they know everything.

They tell you how to act,

how to talk, and...

after a couple of decades, you

just get tired of

listening to it.

Maybe you should listen.

My lift is here.

- Gotta go.

- What?

Wait, I thought I was

taking you to the airport?

You really wanna

see Mom? Great.

We can all fly home

to Atlanta together.

I got it covered.

Quit acting like you're mad.

Hannah, what do you

want from me?

I want you to come back alive.

And you're not exactly

the reliable type.

Hey.

I know I haven't always made

good on my promises,

but I'm coming back!

- I...

- Promise.

I promise.

Come here.

I'll be back soon, okay?

OV-104 is now at T-minus one hour,

and ready for boarding.

We're at T-minus

one minute and counting.

Have a safe trip, sir.

Booster rocket

separation confirmed.

Hate to interrupt, Major Tom...

but in a few seconds,

you should be able to see the net.

How does it feel

to be back home?

Look at you, girl.

Livin' and breathin'

Mr. Lawson.

Hey.

Ute Fassbinder.

Nice to meet you.

Yeah, I remember you.

Yeah, you were the

German scientist.

You were here when I was here.

Thermospherics, right?

Yah.

The containment shell needs

a fresh coat of sealant,

where the APT ducts pressure

the channel housing.

Not good. That's wrong.

And you hear that?

- I'm sorry.

- Shh, listen.

That one-way hum?

That's a bad step down transformer.

All these things, they have

to be watched, cared for.

- Mr. Lawson.

- No, I know, I know it's not your fault.

But when I left,

everything here was perfect.

So, maybe I need to

speak to your chief scientist

about the fine art of

giving a sh*t.

I'm the Chief Scientist.

I've been promoted a year ago.

Well, congratulations.

One of our crew died

this week, Mr. Lawson.

Sorry about the transformer.

Let me introduce you to your team.

Oh, of course, an American.

Actually, my brother and I were

born in the UK, but thank you.

Yeah, but you got

the old Stars and...

Stripes on your arm there and...

cowboy look in your eye.

Oh, no offence,

it's just a serious situation and

the last thing we need is some

Washington douche to come

supervise us, do we lads?

Well, you got one, so.

How about we start with

names and positions.

Mm-hmm.

Adisa, structural.

Duncan Taylor,

systems and OS analyst

and loyal British subject.

Hernandez, robotics.

Dussette?

Satcom and security.

And you are?

This is Mr. Jake Lawson.

You're Jake Lawson?

The Jake Lawson?

Y-You look much older

than I would've thought.

I-I mean, you look good, but

y-your physical appearance is not

does not match the-the amount

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