RocketMan

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Gemini, this is Houston.

Can you hear us?

Roger, Houston.

This is Captain Fred Randall.

Houston, the earth looks beautiful.

As a big blueberry.

Got it, Houston.

Oh my God! Why can not he

play football, like other kids?

George.

Houston, requesting permission to land.

- Pilgrim One permission for landing.

- Copy that.

Pilgrim One, cleared to land.

Roger, Houston.

Aero-Shell enabled.

Acceleration velocity normal.

The heart rate is steady.

The man is ice cold.

- Bill?

- I see it.

Calls for 20% X gimbal correction.

Say no.

Negative.

Stay the course steady.

- What is happening?

- This is not right.

The computer says we will enter

too steep. 20.000 meters.

Pilgrim falls rapidly to the surface of Mars.

Glide path deteriorates.

- APU clear.

- Gary?

Increase of 20%.

Do it now, or burn up.

Switch to manual.

Why corrects his course?

- Can someone answer me?

- I do not know.

Turns on the landing rockets.

Houston, we are off course.

We're losing her.

We lose the lander!

We're losing her!

Why?

Congratulations, you're all dead!

Third time lucky now, Hackman!

Nice job with course correction!

Paul, it was not his fault.

Your computer is telling me that the right course.

It caused problems.

Is this the problem? Excuse me!

If Gary says that the computer mess up,

the mess up. Fix it!

Give me the name of the guy

who wrote the software!

The safest way to activate the burglar alarm.

Good morning, everyone!

Hello, Claude!

Hi, Kimmy Lee Wong!

Five minutes into the

real work day begins.

It is five minutes

to save the world.

Die! Go back to your own planet!

Your large, orb-eyed fat thing!

Your supervisor showed us.

He said you were the man who created

our operational systems.

Holy baby carrots!

You are the team in March!

Mr. Randall ...

Paul Wick, air traffic controller!

Sir, I am a big fan of you!

It is ...

William Overbeck.

Wild Bill Overbeck!

Get in my office!

I feel like a paleontologist who

eventually have to meet a dinosaur!

- Thanks.

- Eight-shuttle mission! Eight!

Nine actually, but who's counting?

Apparently you my friend.

Oh, thank you for taking him here!

Bill, look at this.

Gary Hackman? PC Specialist!

How does my baby you?

That is why we are here. Some of us

think it could be a glitch.

A glitch?

Oh, no it is not possible.

I did the programming myself.

It's perfect.

Not exactly. The counting error in

our entered track.

Here is the data.

Okay, when we set time.

Here it comes.

- Does it, where it is.

- What? What is what?

This popcorn shell has been fixed

between my teeth for two weeks!

That's your problem.

Gary runs his Hohnan equations

which includes the effect of encumbrances

as an inverse cube of the distance.

I am a decorated astronaut.

I do not do that kind of mistake.

Ok, wait. I'll show you.

I insert the same calculations,

using what we call''the way''

then we open the country's file and

initiates March landing sequence.

"I've seen enough.

-Check this, guys.

This is ridiculous! Move, Move!

There is nothing wrong with my

figures. They are perfect.

Wait just your geek.

See? I told you,

it is the computer.

I can explain everything.

Fractured skull! Injured in

he tried if he was wrong!

- I can explain it.

- He heard you.

So ... what do we do now?

We shoot at it.

We can not Ben! You have seen

monitoring the satellite's report!

There are periodic dust storms

that can last for months,

which prevents the landing!

If we wait now and one of

These storms begin!

If we can not lift it again in two years!

Then we wait two years!

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