The Astronaut's Wife Page #3

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it's pretty good for business...

to have a true American hero

on the company letterhead.

The thing of it is, Jill...

is that the company

headquarters...

it's in New York City.

You're kidding, right?

New York?

You hate New York.

Too many people, remember?

I know.

We have a life here, Spencer...

my job, our friends, everything.

So, what do you say?

Will you do it?

Will you move

to New York City with me?

You've always been there for me.

I want to be there for you.

Let's go to New York.

What do you say?

Yes, Paula?

When your husband is in space,

does he ever see God?

What about aliens?

Does he see aliens?

Does he bring a laser gun

in case there are aliens?

If I were going,

I'd bring two laser guns...

a little one for my pocket

and a laser rifle.

Does your husband

have a laser rifle?

Does he get to bring it

home with him?

Does it work here

on Earth or only in space?

You know what, Calvin?

What, Mrs. Armacost?

I'm going to miss you.

And so I face

The final curtain

My friends

I must say it clear

I'll state my case

Of which I'm certain

I've lived

A life that's full

I traveled each

Ain't the world incredible?

And every highway

And more

Much more than this

He did it

His way

Thank you.

To you, spaceman.

Baby?

I have a brief

prepared statement...

and then there will be time

for questions.

Captain Alex Streck died

last night at eightfifty-five.

The cause of death...

has been determined

to have been a massive stroke...

what the surgeons are calling

a severe insult to the brain.

Alex was an asset

to this program...

way beyond

his professional expertise.

He will be missed terribly

by all of us.

There will be

a private ceremony.

Is Commander Armacost

in any danger?

I'll let Dr. Patraba

answer that.

Commander Armacost

has been through...

an intensive array

of examinations and tests.

It is the opinion of myself

and my colleagues...

that he's in no more danger

than any of us.

I'm going to be over here, baby.

You OK?

Where's Natalie?

She's in the back.

She's been asking for you.

OK. I'll see you in a bit, OK?

- All right.

- OK.

They talked to him every night.

All the time.

I couldn't understand them.

Who talked to him, Natalie?

They did.

They did, Jillian.

He's hiding inside me.

I certainly do appreciate

your concern, Mr. Reese...

but I have been probed and poked

by enough needles...

and your superiors have given me

a clean bill of health.

I know that, but, Commander, I-

It's probably nothing, but...

Do your bosses know

you want to do this?

Oh, God.

I'll be sure and let you know...

of some good places

for you to shop.

That dress is really sweet,

but it's not really appropriate.

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