Would you like some coffee, Commander?
Thanks, but I've had enough freeze-dried battery acid for one day.
No, no, no, no, no. I stole some Helios packets of French vanilla.
Really good. You should try it.
What the hell is this?
A marsquake?
I don't think so.
What the hell is going on?
It's a landslide. The pattern is very clear on seismograph.
Not at all like quake. You see?
Yes. Isosceles rise in the highs.
Not a huge P-wave spike.
And the epicenter's near…
the Helios site.
Oh, no.
Helios Base, Happy Valley.
Helios, Happy Valley. Do you copy?
-Helios, Happy Valley. -Okay.
Can you hear me?
Phoenix is eight minutes away from acquisition of signal.
That's when they'll have eyes on their base from orbit.
Maybe then they'll be able to tell us what the hell's going on there.
Meantime, you two suit up.
Prep both rovers. Load 'em up with all the emergency gear they can carry.
And fill up the tanks. There's no telling how long we'll be out there.
-Helios, Happy Valley. -Roger, boss.
And whatever interpersonal crap you two have going on stops now.
Understand?
-Understood. -Understood.
Helios, Happy Valley. Do you copy?
Helios, Happy Valley. Can you hear me?
Helios, Happy Valley. Do you copy?
Mayday, Mayday. This is Alexei Poletov.
Anyone on this channel? Please respond. Over.
Mayday. Mayday.
This is Alexei Poletov.
Anyone on this channel, please respond. Over.
Isabel, do you copy?
Anyone, come in. Please, anyone.
Come in, please!
Please!
Come in. Do you read?
Come in, come in, please. Please!
Oh, God, no. Nick!
No. Nick.
So…
This is weird.
Shouldn't you be, like,
negotiating a nuclear missile treaty right now or something?
That was a hard letter to write.
You lied to me.
Yep.
Why?
I know what it is to want something.
So, I just made it easier for you to go after the thing you really wanted.
How generous of you.
You didn't even put up a fight.
You left me without saying a word to my face.
I used to think a lot about what our life would be.
Cute house with a little fence.
A dog. Maybe a cat. Although…
I'd make you coffee in the mornings
and then write out on the patio while you went to work.
Sounds nice.
Yeah, it would've been.
But it wouldn't last.
Eventually, you'd regret what you gave up.
It would start trickling in after some argument we'd had.
You'd think about it while in the shower,
maybe stuck in traffic on your way to work.
And it would just eat at you.
And how could it not?
I mean,
you were headed for such great things,
and I knew it.
From the day I met you.
So, yeah.
I gave you up.
Because I thought maybe one day,
you could make a real difference for people like us.
But I guess I was wrong.
When I saw you being sworn in, I was so happy.
You know, finally things were going to change.
But from that day on,
I have just watched you make compromise after compromise.
Sometimes you have to settle for what's possible.
I wonder what the girl I met 20 years ago at the Outpost would say about that.
She had this fire.
Ready to take on anything and everything.
I'm not as powerful as you imagine.
Look at me now.
I had to sneak out of the house to visit the love of my life.
Well…
it's good to hear you say that anyway.
My guess is, it's for you.
Madam President, you need to come with me. There's a developing situation.
Keep walking.
I can't see you in all this dust.
I think I see you.
Alexei.
Louisa.
There you are. Oh, God.
Oh, God.
Are you okay?
Yes, I'm okay.
Good. Have you found any of the others?
Yes. Yeah. I found someone just back that way.
Who?
Isabel.
The MSAM.
The habs.
The fuel factory.
They're all gone.
Could we be the only survivors?
Phoenix, Happy Valley. We're about to head over in our rovers
to begin the search and rescue.
Roger, Happy Valley.
We have been able to raise hab 2 and will send their position to your rovers.
Lars Hagstrom, Kuznetsov and Dr. Mayakovsky are alive.
Any other survivors?
We don't know yet.
We have had no contact with hab 1
or any of the other astronauts who were on the surface.
No word from Ed or Danny Stevens?
Not yet.
Shit.
Okay. Thank you, Phoenix.
Tell hab 2 we expect to see them in two hours.
-They're having a hard time receiving us. -Wilco, Danielle.
The landslide wrecked their omnidirectional antenna.
They can talk to us in orbit, but not to the surface.
They are trying to rig the spare.
Phoenix out.
Adarsh, have a look at this.
I've seen strip mining demolition on Earth and the moon,
but nothing that compares to this.
Christ.
I'm gonna switch to InSAR and sync it with images from our last pass.
It should penetrate the dust, so we can locate any survivors.
My God. There is nothing left.
It's just caved-in lava tubes and debris flow.
We need to reach out to NASA. They're mounting the rescue efforts,
and we need to get everybody that we can working on this.
She's right. If there are other survivors trapped in that debris field,
they're running out of air.
Well, if Margo Madison wants to send over her team, I'm sure--
No. They have more working resources on the ground up there,
-so we go to them. -Agreed.
Okay. Let's go.
Uh, I'm gonna stay behind,
reach out to the families of those that are unaccounted for.
Henry Zinman can make those calls.
Not calls.
We need to go to them personally and deliver the news and stay with them.
Understood.
Dev?
Dev.
I'm gonna do everything in my power
to find Ed.
What's happening?
Hold still. I'm cleaning your wound.
What the hell happened?
Landslide from the ridge.
It knocked the hab over?
Worse. Buried us.
And who knows how far down we are.
Jesus.
So we're trapped in the air lock.
Yeah.
Good news, cabin pressure's holding steady, so there appear to be no leaks.
Emergency beacon's broadcasting.
Good. That's good.
-That'll lead them to us. -If we're not buried too deep.
Sorry.
Gotta make sure it's as clean as possible.
How bad is it?
Bad enough.
Looks like you got hit by a piece of shrapnel when the drill came apart.
Punched a hole in your abdomen.
Exit wound?
No.
Fuck it. Just seal me up. When they find us,
-Mayakovsky will have to operate. -If he's still alive.
Hey, your bedside manner leaves a hell of a lot to be desired.
I'll work on that.
Okay. I'm gonna bandage it.
-It's gonna hurt. -Yeah.
Goddamn motherfucking son of a bitch.
Okay, done.
Ventilators aren't working, so all we have is the atmosphere in this compartment.
And the oxygen in our suits.
And once that's gone, we suffocate.
Listen up, people.
You all know each other, at least by reputation,
and I won't waste time with introductions.
Dev, is there anything new we need to know?
Yes, both our MSAM and one of our habs were buried in the landslide.
But our second hab managed to avoid major damage.
So we can't bring any more personnel or supplies down from Phoenix.
And without the MSAM, everyone on the surface is stranded.
That's a problem for downstream.
Time is our enemy right now.
Danielle Poole's team should reach your hab 2 in about one hour.
Our first task is to find the missing people.
-Commander, I'm glad to see you. -The feeling's mutual.
Have y'all been able to mount a search?
So far, no success.
Has there been any communication from my dad or any of the others?
Omni antennas were damaged in the landslide.
So we must fix UHF communications before we can hear them.
Right.
Dr. Mayakovsky has been working on the system as best he can.
So there's been no sign of any of the survivors?
Corrado, Poletov, Castillo, Mueller were all on the surface when it happened.
There's been no word.
Commander Baldwin and Stevens were in hab 1.
They could still be alive and trapped inside.
That's good.
-Hey, Danny, you should have some. -You should sit down.
You're riding adrenaline. If you don't watch out, you're gonna crash.
It's fine.
Won't stay that way if you keep moving around.
Okay, I'll sit after you have some water.
I'm fine.
Yeah?
You don't look fine.
You're sweating.
So?
So, it's cold in here, and the temperature's dropping.
-Hey, look at me. -Why?
I said look at me.
Told you to get off those pills.
-You're starting to go through withdrawal. -Spare me the Sunday sermon.
You've been shooting anabolics into your ass for the last, what, five years?
That's not at all…
What's it matter now?
It matters 'cause when we get outta here--
Get outta here?
Don't you get it? We're not getting out.
Search party's probably already locked onto our beacon by now.
-Oh, really? -Yeah.
'Cause we could be buried under 50 meters of regolith or more.
Rest of our crew's probably dead anyway.
Even if they are, NASA will still come for us.
We have maybe six hours of breathable air.
Even if they started digging right now, they'll probably never reach us in time.
Okay, stop. Just stop.
Thank God.
Who is it?
Can't hear you.
So, if we walk back from our original position
at our walking speed at around two kilometers an hour…
It puts us right here,
when we dug ourselves out.
And… this is where we found Castillo and Corrado.
Hab 1's there?
You think you can go back out? Lead the search for Ed and Danny?
Good. Then grab yourself some coffee and some food.
The sun's going down, but this day is not done.
I'm going with you.
Okay. All right.
All right. Let's get those coordinates to NASA and Helios.
We think astronauts Corrado, Castillo, Poletov and Mueller
were about here when the mountain fell.
Then we move those positions onto the current situation.
Where Mueller and Poletov dug themselves out.
So granular debris flow moves in a somewhat uniform path.
Like a mudslide.
So our starting assumption is that hab 1
is buried not far from where they ended up.
If we're lucky, this should give us a fighting chance
of finding where hab 1 is buried.
All right. We can't just go digging up random holes, hoping to hit pay dirt.
You guys mapped out all the lava tubes around here.
That means you've got ground-penetrating radar, correct?
Of course we've got GPR. We're not assholes.
Good. Can you figure out a way to hook it up to one of the rovers?
-I can. -Okay.
We can cover the search area in a grid pattern.
UHF radio is back online.
-We're good to go. -Good.
Kelly, Alexei, Phoenix will guide you to this point in the rover,
where you will execute a square-out GPR search from there.
Take your time. Be accurate.
Kel, you can't let your emotions get the best of you out there.
You gonna be okay?
I can handle it.
Okay then.
Will, Rolan,
I need you to gather up all the soil-moving tools you can find
aboard the other rover.
We may need to dig a big hole. Very fast.
-Roger, skip. -Will do.
The NASA, Helios and Russian teams
have joined forces in the hunt for survivors,
the former rivals united by the hope
that astronauts Edward Baldwin and Daniel Stevens may still be alive.
They've narrowed their search to this area here
and have sent out astronauts and cosmonauts
with what's called ground-penetrating radar to locate the buried habitat.
Meanwhile, the world holds its breath.
Stay tuned
for more of our around-the-clock coverage after this break.
I remember when my man was doubting himself.
Then his doctor prescribed Stelebris Plus,
the miraculous new medication for the treatment of erec--
My brother may die, and they're using this time to sell dick pills.
Unbelievable.
Please tell me that's not your friends. Not right now.
I didn't invite them. I swear.
Karen. Oh, my God.
Can't believe you came.
Of course. Where else would I be?
Thank you. I don't know if I can handle this.
You can.
You don't know it, but you can.
Hi, Jimmy. How are you?
You gonna tell us what's really going on?
Well, there was a landslide.
And it was probably brought by the drilling on the ridge.
I see.
So you came all the way here
to repeat some bull crap they're spouting on television.
It's bringing up a lot of old feelings about his parents.
But I'm sure he's secretly glad you're here. I know I am.
When was the last time you ate something?
I don't know. Everything's a blur. Um, this morning, I guess.
Okay. So you lead the way to the kitchen. 'Cause we are gonna make some dinner.
-Really? You sure you-- -Yes, I am sure.
It is better than sitting in front of that television, drowning in fear.
Believe me.
Another search leg down. And still no sign of them.
What is that?
Aspirin.
The landslide, it was very…
I cannot lose this headache.
What is wrong?
I grew up with…
this idea that he might die someday.
It was just part of my life.
I used to lie in bed at night worrying about it.
But now that the moment may finally be here--
We cannot think that way.
I can't help it.
The thought that he may be lying in a dirt hole somewhere,
that we may never even find his body. I just…
I was also very close with my father.
He was pilot in Soviet air force.
He was fascinated with space program.
He even named me Alexei after…
Leonov.
And my sister, Anastasia.
-Wait, stop! -What?
Possible beacon signal. Very weak.
Is it…
It is them.
We found them.
Jesus.
This is rover 1. We've located the hab.
Sending you our coordinates. Get here as fast as you can.
So GPR places hab 1 here.
Beneath 20 meters of debris flow.
So the beacon signal was extremely weak,
which one would expect from a radio buried that far underneath the ground.
But it wasn't crushed. So Baldwin and Stevens may be alive inside.
Affirmative. But it's night up there,
and the temperatures are down to negative 73 degrees.
Work in that cold will not move quickly.
Digging down 20 meters with hand tools…
will take more time than Baldwin and Stevens have left.
We need to come up with something better, people.
Talk to your back rooms. Do whatever you need to.
Let's get on it.
Where's-- Where's Dev?
He said he needed some air.
Do the Russians ever…
say anything about Margo?
Just that she's a ballbuster. Why?
No reason.
There you are.
Feel free to join us anytime.
We're only trying to come up with a way to save your astronauts' lives.
I think better when I'm not chained to a conference table.
It stifles the mind.
My dad would've loved being in this room.
NASA Mission Control.
Talked about it his whole life.
Right. He was an aerospace engineer.
Yeah.
My father was an engineer too.
He mainly taught, over in Huntsville.
It's quite a place to grow up, I'm sure.
You couldn't throw a rock without hitting a scientist.
We moved around a lot. My dad went from job to job.
We wound up in Rockford, Illinois, of all places.
Rockford? Your dad worked for Kirkland?
Building components for the Saturn V.
It was the highlight of his life.
Till Apollo 23 exploded on the pad.
After the explosion,
they replaced the whole Saturn V team.
My dad lost his job, and he couldn't find another one to save his life.
Drove a taxi for a few years after that.
Never really recovered.
Passed away before I even…
graduated college.
I'm sorry.
I tell the story of how my dad came to this country
with no money to his name and-- and how he achieved his dreams…
but I leave out the rest.
Why?
People like to hear about success in America.
About rising up, pulling yourself up from your bootstraps.
They don't like to hear about
failure.
What you've accomplished is incredible, Dev.
I think your father would be proud.
Was yours?
I think he was.
In his own way.
We need to get back. We're running out of time. You coming?
Yeah. Soon.
How is she?
She was fine. She dropped right off.
Thank God.
She's been fussing a lot more. I think she's picking up on my anxiety.
She'll be okay.
Didn't realize I was this hungry.
That's good.
-Thank you. -You're welcome.
Sorry, I don't mean to cry.
Hey. No, no, no, no, no.
Hey. It's okay. Crying is good.
It's better than pretending like everything is okay.
Thank you. For everything.
May I?
Hello? It's Karen Baldwin.
Yes. She's here with me.
Okay.
Okay. That sounds encouraging.
I will let them know.
Thank you so much for calling.
They located the hab.
They haven't made any contact with Ed or Danny yet.
But they've locked on to the emergency beacon.
They're gonna dig it out.
Oh, my God.
-Oh, my God. -It's good.
-Yeah.
Just have to stay hopeful, okay?
They're on their way, Madam President.
Thank you, John.
Where have you been?
You left town without telling anyone.
No one had any idea where the hell you were.
Secret Service knew.
You mind telling me?
I went to see Pam.
-Are you out of your mind? -Close to it.
How could you take a risk like that?
What if someone leaks it?
If the press finds out where you really were when this all was happening,
it'll be a complete catastrophe.
So we're talking about my lack of discretion now?
Look, this situation on Mars has grabbed the spotlight.
By the time it's over, my situation is--
Are you actually suggesting I take comfort
from a disaster that might have killed four people?
Of course not.
Then what are you saying?
I…
I don't know.
The vice president and Administrator Truly are here.
Send them in.
-Madam President. -Jim, Richard,
thank you for coming on such short notice.
Larry, would you mind giving us the room?
Of course.
Madam President, I just got off the phone with Margo Madison.
Our other drill is still aboard Phoenix.
-It's not an option. -Why didn't you bring it down?
We had to focus on the fuel factory.
We had to make sure we could get Phoenix back home.
Lots of good that's doing you now.
Well…
We go up.
Up?
We're looking in the wrong direction.
All right. As we all know,
hab 1 is under 20 meters of granular debris flow.
A rescue attempt from above will never get to them in time.
But…
hab 1 also sits above a lava tube.
If we enter the lava tube where it's closest to the surface,
which GPR places three meters below the debris field,
traverse that tube
until we're just downstream with the hab,
blow a hole in the tube roof,
enough of the material above will flow down from the hab
through the hole,
into the lava tube like grain from a hopper.
After it's cleared out, the hab will be exposed.
And we can access it from above.
Are you suggesting that we set off a bomb near the hab?
That's exactly what I'm suggesting.
The stress of explosion could destroy it.
There are too many unknowns.
If we place the charge incorrectly, we could blow up the hab.
And the people in it.
But he's right. If we dig down, we will certainly fail.
And Baldwin and Stevens die.
Well, we have coring drills and explosives on site.
It is doable.
But if we miscalculate by even one meter…
These are engineering problems, my friends.
And we are engineers.
Shall we begin?
Okay. Let's overlay the InSAR data with the GPR survey.
PpCO2 is over 20, which means our carbon dioxide scrubbers are maxed out.
It's about to get rough.
Great.
It's cold, but it's gonna get a damn sight colder.
Pretty soon, we have to put our suits back on.
So I can live a few more hours and die a horrible death?
No, thanks.
Well, then you'll die from hypothermia.
They say freezing's a good way to go.
It's just like falling asleep.
You're getting into one of those suits if I have to stuff you in it myself.
With that hole in your belly?
You're in no shape to make me do anything.
You're nothing but a goddamned quitter.
-A quitter? -Yeah.
You serious?
When I was wounded in Korea, I spent some time in a MASH unit.
And I saw firsthand
the people that lost hope, they were the first to die, Danny.
Maybe they lost hope because they knew they were gonna die.
They died because they gave up!
Give me a break, Ed.
You're not teaching me how to ride a bike.
Ride a bike? What the hell are you talking about?
Shane told me all about your bike-riding lessons.
Told me he was terrified of you.
What?
Whenever we got in trouble, Shane used to beg Karen not to tell you.
'Cause he knew when you'd find out, he'd get so afraid.
-And when you were away… -That's enough.
…or on orbit or on the moon, Shane came to life.
Laughing, goofing around.
When you came home, he'd withdraw again because he was so scared of you.
Hey, you shut up!
What kind of man gets off on terrifying a little boy?
His own son.
Oh, shit. Don't move, Ed.
Med kit. Med kit.
-QuikClot. -Okay.
-Pour it in. -Yeah.
More, more. More, more, more, more.
Yeah. Yeah, that's good.
Oh, shit.
Okay, so let me understand.
The idea is for a team to rappel down into that lava tube,
walk 700 meters in their suits,
drill a hole in the rock roof,
pack it with explosives
and run like hell.
Which poor bastards are you gonna get to do that?
You had to ask?
You must be precise.
Any error in placement will destroy the hab.
And us with it.
Look, if you two don't think you can handle it, I'll do it myself.
You don't know jack about explosives, skip.
Last thing we need is for you to blow yourself up.
-I'll get the drill. -Yep.
There you are.
Aren't you chilly out here?
I'm fine.
I can get you a coat if you want one.
I don't want anything.
Okay.
I know about you and Danny.
I'm sorry, I don't…
I don't know what you're talking about.
Do him the favor of being honest.
Especially now.
Okay.
Why'd you do it?
I was angry.
At my husband,
at the space program, at myself.
I guess I just…
I wanted to do something that was wrong.
But why Danny?
Because I trusted him.
No.
You used him.
Just like everybody else.
Maybe.
Maybe I did.
He always tried to live up to what everyone else thought he should be.
Our parents.
Mr. Baldwin, Ms. Poole.
Ever since he was a kid.
I hate it.
I hate it with every fiber of my being.
I know that feeling.
Yeah.
Rover 1, hab 2.
We are almost at your position.
Copy, hab 2. Sight for sore eyes.
Roger that, rover 1.
-So, once we get inside, we'll-- -I--
Alexei, what's wrong?
I do not feel well.
Let's get you inside.
Oh, my God.
What happened?
He had a headache. He was stumbling when we came up the ramp.
But he got worse when we repressurized.
Was he slurring words?
-Off balance? -A little bit.
Help me get him on table.
I got his head.
What's wrong with him?
I suspect subdural hematoma.
I will have to drill a hole in his skull to release the pressure.
-Jesus. -And I will need blood for transfusion.
-A-positive. -I'm A-positive.
-Good. Mueller. -Yes?
Can you do a blood crossmatch?
The analyzer can. I'll set it up.
So I will be blood kin to a Baldwin. Amazing.
Okay.
Explosive charges are set into the roof of the lava tube.
Rappelling back down.
-Copy. -Where are you?
I'm down here.
Doing what?
Checking our position.
We checked our position twice
before we even drilled the hole to set the explosives.
Yeah, and I'm checking it again.
We only got one shot at this. Better make it count.
Yeah. We're good.
So…
Hook it up, check detonator continuity, and let's go.
Ready to make a run for it?
I'm not as young as you.
I'll give you a head start, old man.
Yeah, give me a break.
Ed.
Ed, listen to me.
We're in a world of hurt.
CO2 levels are up.
It's starting to fuzz my brain.
Look, you were right.
We need to get into the suits.
I'm gonna help you.
No.
Ed.
We have to.
It doesn't matter now.
Yeah, what about Kelly?
It matters to her.
I fought with her.
Before--
Before we went up to the ridge.
My last conversation with her…
She was angry with me, and I dismissed her.
What?
The last time I talked to Shane too.
I yelled at him.
Told him to be a man.
Be a man.
Be a man!
Look, I shouldn't have said those things. I was angry.
Besides…
you're not the only one who sinned against Shane.
You remember all the shit Shane and I did?
Breaking water meters, blowing up toilets, defacing school lockers.
Everyone thought Shane was the ringleader.
I let them think it.
It was never his idea.
It was always mine.
I even taught him how to shoplift.
Yeah, I dragged him into all of that.
Let him take the heat when we got caught.
And he forgave me every time.
No matter how many times I stabbed him in the back.
I'm the reason Karen grounded him that day.
If he had never met me,
Karen would have driven him to that basketball game.
He would have never gotten hit by that car.
He would have gone to Annapolis, and he'd be here today instead of me.
You know, I thought if I lived the life that I took from him…
the life he was meant to live,
that it somehow might make up for what I did.
I fucked it up.
Fucked it up like I fucked up everything my whole life.
Hey.
Now I'm gonna leave Avery…
like my mom and dad left me and Jimmy.
-It's not worth it, Ed. -Danny.
-It's just not.
Danny. Hey.
Hey. It's okay.
It's okay.
Ed.
Ed, there's--
Ed, there's something else I need to tell you.
Something--
Hello?
No. This is Karen Baldwin.
Thank God.
No, of course. I'll tell her. Thank you.
Thank you.
-They made it. -Oh, my God!
-They made it. -Oh, my God.
-They're okay. -They're okay.
They're okay.
They're okay. Danny's alive.
They're okay.
Hey.
-Hey. -Hey.
Feel like shit?
Good.
That means you're alive.
Surprising, considering what Dimitri pulled out of you.
Is Kelly okay?
And Danny?
Yeah.
But…
Ed, Alexei Poletov didn't make it.
Neither did Isabel Castillo.
Or Nick Corrado.
Hey.
Kelly.
Honey. Honey.
Honey.
Honey. I'm so sorry.
I'm so sorry.
Honey. I'm so sorry.
Honey, I'm so sorry.
I'm so sorry.
Dima.
You did everything you could.
What do we do about the Baldwin girl?
Sooner or later, she will find out that she is with child.
We must tell Moscow first.
And her commander…
it puts the whole crew at risk.
You understand, don't you?
Yes?
Yes.