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CO-PILOT:

Anderson, P- 170. I have Stetko returning.

We'll be approaching in about five.

Am I clear?

It's all you. Come on in,

the party's already started.

Isn't it a little early for that?

First big winter storm

coming in later in the week.

We're swapping personnel

a couple days early.

Roger that. See you in a few.

Attention, flight teams:

Will the following pilots

please report to station chief ASAP...

Stetko, where have you been?

This is a 72-hour warning, people.

That's three days until the last flight for

those of you mathematically challenged.

I'm supposed to let you know that we have

one of those season-and-safety meetings...

...with Dr. Cochran

before tonight's station-closing party.

Everyone must attend. 1900 in the galley.

Hold on a second,

I was just handed a piece of paper.

Sam says that bag drag

will start at 0700 on Friday.

So all your gear must be in the hallway

by 0300.

Make sure all your personal belongings...

For those in the winter crew

who are staying on base...

...there will be a mandatory...

Carrie?

I'm in the shower, Doc.

I'll be right out.

Chicken.

Shrimp?

You've been holding out on me, woman.

You wanna hear about my trip?

I flew three hours to talk to a Ph.D.

reporting the theft of a botany sample.

A botany sample?

Cannabis sativa.

Ah. Of course, cannabis. Weed.

Always a dull moment.

By the way, big storm's coming in,

departure's been bumped up.

Bathing suit and sunscreen

are packed and ready to go.

Well, all you need.

- Stetko? You there?

- Hold on, hold on.

- Go.

- The station manager wants to see you.

Copy. See you at dinner.

No, you won't. This is dinner.

Better than that mess-hall crap.

- See you on the plane.

- What? You're kidding.

- No, you heard me.

- Doc?

We'll talk about it later, okay?

Popsicle was spotted out here

at Haworth Mesa.

Pilot I borrowed from McMurdo

called it in.

Really? What was somebody

doing out there? That's no man's land.

It's probably a weather balloon or

an old tent. It's the guy's first year here.

I know you just got back,

but he reports it, you gotta follow it up.

Okay. Don't worry, I'll go grab Doc.

Hey, Carrie.

Sam, please don't waste my time.

Just tell me how many carats.

Well, don't gush until you see it.

Then you just let it flow.

You made as much on backgammon

as you did from the Marshal Services.

You should go pro.

Maybe that's what I'll do

when I get back to the States.

You're still handing in your badge, huh?

Yeah. They even have

professional backgammon players?

The same rules apply

to all winter-over students.

You'll have 90 days

to turn in your analysis.

I want proxies for the earth's

temperature changes from 1600...

...to present day.

Let's see how long

before they're surfing in Kansas.

Attention, South Pole:

This is a flight notification for Papa 282.

That aircraft has been delayed

and is now due at 1530.

- Doc?

- All teams, adjust your schedules.

- Good day, marshal.

- Haden, have you seen Doc?

Yeah, he's outside with the newbies.

Hey, marshal,

don't you owe me a strip search?

You were the second guy out the door,

right?

Yeah.

Yeah, not interested.

In less than three days,

we begin the winter-over.

The sky turns black

and it stays that way for half a year.

Now, nature did not intend

for you to survive out here.

But here you are...

...and here I am

to teach you how not to die.

Come on.

Nothing to it.

Time.

Core body temperatures have fallen

to approximately 97 degrees.

Thinking is impaired.

Motor skills failing.

You are, in short, gentlemen,

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