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0-12, come in.

0-12, do you read me?.

This is 0-12. Roger.

0-12, why didn't you respond?

Fire

My engine's on fire.

Request permission to switch on

the fire extinguishing system.

Your engine would immediately shut down.

Extinguisher Permission denied. Acknowledge?

Roger.

Descend to 3000 feet and begin ejection sequence.

Copy that?

Wilco. Beginning descent.

Markelov did you run the pre-flight checklist?

Markelov, I'm talking to you.

Is the locking pin out?

0-12, what the Hell is going on?

Over.

Abort now. That's an order.

Shit. He killed the engine.

Altitude

Speed

What the hell...?

Drive to the landing strip. Now.

Yes, sir!.

Sir, the committee is arriving.

What? Which committee?

General Kamanin.

Emergency Ejection

He's trying to restart the engine.

Come on. Come on, little bird.

Emergency Ejection

Let's go.

Come on!

Alexey! Alexey!

Markelov,

you lazy shit.

Comrade General, Commander of the 294th Division,

- at your service, sir! - At ease!

What just happened here?

Are you working on a circus act

with some special effects?

Alexey!

Alexey, are you OK?

Why didn't you use the ejector seat?

Here, better hide this.

- And how are you going to explain? - Huh?

I'll just explain that I wanted to

save this expensive soviet jet.

That should do it.

- You are out of your mind! - You're nuts.

That jet is old. Technical failure.

We will of course, investigate what happened.

Who's the pilot?

Lieutenant Leonov.

I'll tell him what's what.

The man is completely insane.

I can't believe you pulled that nose up.

No, I want you to give him to me.

Insane is exactly what we're looking for.

1965.

1965.

You are all dismissed.

I said, you are all dismissed.

Why 1965?

How come?

Why? It's always been 1967.

By then Voskhod-2 will definitely be ready.

What's this about?

The Americans have moved up the date

for their flight.

They insist on being the first to take a walk in space.

We must succeed before them.

Whatever the cost.

Are you suggesting that we send up a faulty

USSR spaceship?

Really?

We will be an international joke.

Is that what you want?

Do you want to bury 2 soviet heroes in space

or bring them home safely?

The cosmonauts safety is our top priority.

But we need the ship now.

Two ships.

We need a test model.

We've got to be prepared for any contingency.

Everything else is up to the boys.

Thank God, we've got 2 of the best pilots

in the country.

Astronauts in training: A.A. Leonov, L.I. Belyayev

Belyayev, how many missions did you fly

during the war? Huh?

Doesn't matter.

We're approaching the drop zone.

Very low cloud cover and the wind is picking up.

- How bad is it? - Cloud cover at 1300 feet,

winds are nearly 80 miles an hour.

Should we turn back?

Turn around. Will you?

Why is that? Because of a little wind?

Surviving a jump with that "little wind"

is just about impossible.

Here.

What will we do when we're in space?

We'll have different orders in space.

Why did they choose us?

Why us, and not somebody else?

No idea. I never even thought about it.

Because erratic conditions don't throw us.

Eat your apple, Alexey.

Later.

Don't you get it?

We're not jumping.

- Says who? - Our orders.

I'll see you on the ground.

Vlad, I'm going.

Stay calm, Pavel.

Pull.

Open the 'chute.

Turn around!

You have to turn around!

Legs together!

- What? - Press your knees together!

Hurry up.

Come on!

Alexey!

Don't touch it!

If the mother smells a human she won't come back.

Is this her house?

That's right.

And she also sleeps here?

- I don't know. - No, Dad.

Tell me where the birdie sleeps.

Ask the bird.

Come on now. No more questions!

Alexey! Let's go.

- The content is correct. - Attention!

But it needs to sound more official.

Officers' House

Comrade General, permission to speak?

- No. - Excuse me.

I have a request.

With your permission, sir,

I'd like to visit Major Belyayev.

The doctors decide that.

They have, but he won't see anyone.

He's given up.

I've got to get him fighting again or he won't recover.

Glory Why are you limping?

Oh, my leg fell asleep while I was waiting.

Leonov,

can you please tell me why I have not fired you?

I don't know.

Neither do I.

Continue your training.

Thank you, sir.

Comrade General, we will succeed!

As soon as Pavel gets back to work.

- I promise you. - Your new partner is Colonel Khrunov.

Khru... not Pavel?!

Please, sir, it's not Pavel's fault.

I jumped first. I provoked him.

- I'm aware of that. - He didn't want to.

I read your very long report.

Relax.

Belyayev needs time to recover

and get back on his feet.

After all, he's going to be 40.

Recovery takes longer.

Our program must stay on schedule.

Do you understand me?

For now, you'll train with Khrunov.

Yes, sir.

Dinner's getting cold.

Uh-huh.

Not bad.

Sveta, "Not bad" is a lousy compliment

for a painter, and I've told you that.

For a cosmonaut who paints, it was a compliment.

You know, you have the talent to become a very good artist.

You're in my light.

But I'm a cosmonaut.

Yes, but a great artist can see outer space

without traveling inside a rocket.

Some of us see walls, Sveta, I see stars.

No, that's wrong.

Listen to me: I ignore the ceiling,

to see the stars, baby!

I would fly to the moon on a bicycle.

if that bike existed.

Lunch is ready!

Daddy, can I have this apple?

Wait. After lunch.

Then let's go eat lunch quickly.

- Hurry. - Papa.

Hi there.

Ok, I see.

Well, even better.

You shut up, I'll talk.

Listen up.

We are about to start your, rehabilitation program.

This is my one and only life

and you are my partner.

I am not flying into space with anyone else.

I'm pretending to train with Khrunov,

but that's just to keep our program on schedule.

As soon as you're back in shape,

we'll talk to our superiors right away

and request a medical exam.

Everything will be fine. Oh, wow!

At least it's not broken.

You'll be fine, huh? Yeah.

You've re-injured your leg, but that's a piece of cake!

It'll heal quickly.

Others have taken a bullet to the head,

but with you it's just your leg.

We're lucky.

Alexey, will you look at me.

Huh?

- Listen to me. - Hm.

I will not fly anywhere with you.

You really hate me that much?

That's not the issue.

You are fearless. That's the problem.

Let me tell you a story from when I was a boy.

Get out.

It'll help you understand my perspective.

- Are you deaf? - No, no, no.

You're not getting rid off me that easily.

We'll finish this and then I'll leave.

Exactly, and now... move.

One, very good.

And two...

It's working...

Wait, wait, Where does it hurt!

- Piss off! - Does it hurt?

Get the hell out of here!

What happened, Comrade Belyayev?

Nothing happened, everything's OK.

Get out!

Everything's fine. We were just talking.

Get out!

Sure.

Good morning.

Itchy? Should I scratch you?

Scratch yourself.

In one hour.

Can you explain to me,

why during your zero G training

you have never managed to enter the airlock?

What's the matter, Comrade Leonov?

There are a number of reasons.

One of them is the space suit.

They call the suit the "Golden Eagle",

but it's rigid like an asbestos casket!

Sorry. But I have some suggestions.

May I?

Rauschenbach.

Mm-hmm.

In order to pull on the tethers

you must have control of your body,

uh, you need to be able to move.

Have a look here.

With pleats on the shoulders, elbows and wrists,

you would have much more freedom of movement.

- Did you draw this? - Yes, I did.

And they respond to the pressure

inside the suit...

Gentlemen, to redesign and construct a suit like this,

we'd need at least two if not, two-and-a-half years.

Which we don't have, Comrade Leonov.

Yes, I know.

What if we moved the tethers onto the top

of uh, the helmet?

What do you mean?

- Well... - What for?

At the moment, uh, we enter the airlock

- feet first, right? Yes. - Yes.

I think it would be better

if we could see which way we're going

and enter head first.

Comrades, give us a moment alone.

Thank you.

Go on.

- Me? - Yes.

What did you just say? Head first?

Come on.

- Show me. - Sure.

OK.

And now turn around

so that you're facing the airlock hatch.

- Why? - To close the airlock hatch.

Manually.

But it closes automatically.

True, 9 times out of 10 it closes automatically.

Let's say, the 10th time you're out of luck.

Now imagine you're inside your rigid space suit,

and you're running out of oxygen.

- Can you picture that? - Yes.

It's game over.

You're dead, and so is your partner.

You're right, Comrade Koroljov.

We will keep working on it.

I am sorry for the trouble, sir.

We're ready to fly even if we're shackled,

in chainmail or wearing a suit of armor.

Our entire nation was born wearing shackles.

But just imagine,

how it would be if they weren't?

We'd lose all control

and crash and burn into nothingness.

That's our nation.

You're dismissed.

Yes, sir.

Sir.

The drawing.

Leave it here.

Sure.

Doctor, please hurry!

It's Belyayev!

What's wrong?

Is he...

Comrade, what on Earth are you doing there?

Didn't you tell me, to exercise my leg?

Have you lost your mind? Not like this!

You've got to build up stamina!

There's no time, Doctor Anatolyevich.

Oh!

Looks like the Grandfather

of the Soviet Air Force is back.

You know Khrunov, what I like about you?

- What? - It's the way you smile.

Just like... Yuri Gagarin.

Pavel.

Nice to see you.

And now, attention!

Take the position!

Sorry.

Comrade Belyayev, hurry up.

Yes, sir!

- Welcome back. - Thank You.

And down, and up!

"Truth of the Communist Soviet Youth"

Nikishin!

Nikishin!

Go home and get some rest.

Tomorrow is another day.

Comrade Koroljov,

the men need to have some downtime.

They've been working non-stop for 3 weeks.

I know.

Once the Commissioners are gone,

we'll all take a day off.

Maybe let the Head of the test committee

sit in the spaceship.

For 5 minutes, he'll think he's Yuri Gagarin

and will agree to everything.

Afterwards we'll take them all to dinner

and then, kick them out.

I like the idea of kicking them out.

I'm not going to let anyone inside the ship.

Not even Breshnev himself!

Somebody call a doctor!

What's going on? Move!

- Nikishin? - Stand back.

Shine the light on his chest.

Doctor?

He's dead.

Oh God.

I want to know exactly what happened here.

In detail!

Comrade Tchertok, write a report immediately.

I want it on my desk in 30 minutes.

Yes, sir.

Are we going to cancel the test committee's visit?

Absolutely not.

They need to see this with their own eyes.

It's important they get the complete picture.

And report back to, "you know who."

You used to be much better at this, Major Belyayev.

Medical Commission

Hey! One second.

Please give these to the head physician.

- Yes, of course. - Thanks.

- Tell her to have a beautiful day, - Sure.

and to make the right decision.

What are they for?

I'm supposed to give them to you.

Put them over there.

What can I say, Major Belyayev?

Right now, I have no reservations.

OK, once again with more resistance

and we'll take your blood pressure.

A toast to all the ladies.

Hooray!

So, do you call a female cosmonaut a cosmonaut,

or cosmonautess? Huh?

Didn't you just toast the ladies,

and not the lady cosmonauts?

- Of course, we can make a toast to you, too... - Did you pass your physical?

That's an excellent idea.

What did they say?

The leg's unfit. That was the verdict.

Wait a minute.

What do you mean verdict?

How did they justify that?

What exactly did they say?

My age, all the injuries.

They say I don't have enough stamina in my leg.

That's great.

And you gave up?

Who am I going to fly with now?

You are my partner.

Why you quitting?

Stop dreaming.

I am not your partner.

He's your partner.

It's not about us. We have orders.

The doctors are right.

I'm not up to it.

I don't care what the doctors say.

I'm only flying with you.

You won't be running in space.

The boss is here! Get ready!

Attention!

You can't run away from your destiny.

Space was my dream.

Don't give up.

Alexei!

Alexei!

Looks like we both will be flying into space.

What's gotten into you, Comrade Leonov?

Are you trying to get yourself removed from this mission?

General, sir,

permission to speak with you.

What can I do for you, Comrade Leonov?

Did... Did you see how he ran?

That means that's he's fit.

Very fit.

- Is that all? - Yes. I mean, yes, sir.

You're dismissed.

Yes, sir.

You. Are. Dismissed!

Have them send me the results

from Belyayev's physical.

Caution Weightlessness

Close Lock

Almaz-2 in the airlock.

Well done, Almaz.

OK, Comrades, Cosmonauts, while the tests are running

we'll make a report about the everyday lives

of our Soviet heroes.

I feel like a circus clown.

Come on, smile for the camera.

Farewell to the Cosmonauts Scene 1, Take 3.

Today, our mission is not to celebrate victory,

but to make sure that victory is even a possibility.

- That is our job. - Camera's rolling,

- places, aaaaaand... - Run to Papa.

- Action! - Papa!

Papa!

- Cut! - Take it easy. Slow down.

Did you hurt yourself?

- No. - From the top.

Insert the key.

I had a bad dream.

- Please don't worry. - Cut!

The unmanned module

will lift off today

at 10:30 am Moscow time.

As you all know,

we'll be test launching the module into the Earth's orbit.

- Sveta, please, calm yourself down. - I'm fine.

- I promise it'll be OK. - "Saying Goodbye to the Cosmonauts",

Part 2, Scene 3,

Take 1.

We must maintain complete control

of all the ship's technology.

Ignition.

Ignition

Every system on board Voskhod-2,

including the inflatable airlock,

will be put to the test.

Only when the module has safely landed,

can we call today a success.

Liftoff.

Start

- Papa! - Yes!

We must recheck every calculation

before the cosmonauts go into space.

And the cosmonauts are Pavel Belyayev

and Alexey Leonov.

The ship is in orbit.

These two men have been trusted

with a critically-important mission.

Airlock open.

One of them will be the first man

to leave a space ship.

and to take a walk

in outer space.

Simulated spacewalk completed.

The success of this mission

will bring us closer to the moment

when outer space will seem familiar,

and become part of our lives.

Wait for the...

Attention.

We have lost contact with the test module.

I repeat: we have lost contact with the test module.

I confirm.

I see a cloud of debris.

- Good Morning, Comrade Korolyov. - Good Morning.

Please follow me.

He is expecting you.

I can assure the Soviet government,

that the Communist Party and the Soviet people...

Secretary Brezhnev.

Good Morning, my friend.

Let's talk after the film.

I don't really have time to watch a film.

I'm in such a rush,

that my feet barely touch the ground.

Better than standing still,

or worse, starting to sink.

You, Korolyov,

are the driving force of this mission.

There is a comprehensive report

containing all the technical details.

I will try to summarize it for you.

If anything is unclear, please ask.

I already know.

The ship made it into orbit.

The simulation of the spacewalk was successful.

Now repeat the flight once again,

this time with two cosmonauts,

and you'll become a national hero.

The test ship exploded.

and we still don't know what happened.

Was there a spacewalk?

Basically, yes.

Then let's make sure it becomes reality.

The United States wants to launch their ship in May.

Our Voskhod must launch first.

Then the whole world will know

that we are better than them.

We must maintain our lead in space exploration.

That is imperative.

I don't care about the Americans.

I am aware that our country must never lose face.

However, as long as I run this program,

no substandard ship will be sent into outer space,

especially with my men in it.

That's simply impossible.

Is that so?

I'm serious.

You know what?

Tonight, think it over,

and tomorrow go back to work.

You are the only one who can pull this off.

You are indispensable.

You think it snowed in Moscow?

I'd love to go skiing with my girls.

Sounds good.

You could build a snowman,

eat some dumplings...

and have some fun.

Just drink.

No small talk.

Are we gonna fly?

That's not for me to say.

It's their rules.

We've put our hearts and souls

into making this happen.

What's wrong with them?

What's wrong with you?

Should Koroljov take a gamble with our lives?

What gamble?

Pavel, we can take our ship completely apart

and put it back together again.

I trust this ship more than my own mother.

And you, you're giving up again!

You think you're the only one

who wants to go off into space?!

Whatever.

We have to follow orders.

I don't give a shit about our orders.

I'm not quitting.

Yes.

Good morning, Comrade Koroljov.

Good morning.

Good morning.

Been up long?

We just got up and are having tea.

As you know, the test flight

was not a success.

It's simply too risky to send up Voskhod-2

with you on board.

Therefore, we'll do another test

with a dummy in your rocket.

We will build another ship.

and then in a year's time it'll be your turn.

Yes, sir.

You'll risk your live just because the Americans

will get there first?

Comrade Koroljov,

right now we are in top physical condition,

we've drilled 3,000 possible scenarios...

In space you will encounter number 3001

or others you didn't prepare for.

I cannot let you fly, my eagles.

It's a death sentence.

A death with no obituary.

Why are you here then?

You're a farmer.

From Lestvyanka, in the Kemerov District.

I nearly died of pneumonia when I was around 3 years old.

My father and my family were declared

"Enemies of the State."

Our neighbors came running over straight away.

They took away our food, our furniture,

and then our house.

We were left with nothing.

Mother was pregnant, there were 8 of us.

A neighbor came back and even took my pants.

So there I was, in my undershirt.

My oldest sister and her husband took us in.

A tiny room in a hostel.

170 square feet.

I slept under the bed.

But at least we didn't die.

Then came the war.

All the men were sent off to the front.

Everyone else was helping in field hospitals

or building factories in the hinterland.

My mother sent me to school.

I was so proud!

And there I stood, barefoot in a freezing puddle.

I had no shoes.

But somehow we survived everything.

Then came victory. But at what price?

All my uncles and brothers had died at the front.

Every Soviet family has the very same story.

Comrade Koroljov, we've come through so much.

We have suffered so much.

This situation is nothing in comparison.

If I have to, I will bite my way

out of that stupid airlock.

Comrade Koroljov,

we're happy to take the risk.

Your tea is very strong.

Good bye.

Attention!

- Hello, General Pavlovich. - Comrade Krolojov.

General, we are ready for launch.

Inform comrades Brezhznev and Kosygin

that the space ship Voskhod-2

is ready to launch.

Yes, sir.

Mission Control, Almaz is ready.

T-minus one minute to liftoff.

Prepare ignition to start.

- Roger. Ignition prepared. - Turn on ventilation.

Roger. Ventilation is on.

Start main engine start.

Roger. Main engine is on.

Ignition!

- Roger. Ignition. - Turn on preliminary.

Roger. Preliminary is on.

Main.

Roger. Main.

Go!

We have Go!

Time to fly, my two eagles!

Lift-off.

Roger. Lift-off.

Lift-off is successful.

All engines working.

All parameters are normal.

Twenty five,

thirty.

Launch vehicle construction parameters still normal.

Fifty.

Combustion chamber pressure is normal.

Sixty.

Roll-Pitch-Yaw angle normal.

Seventy.

The Launch was successful.

Attention. Attention.

- This is Moscow speaking. - We have separation.

All national radio and TV stations are on the air.

All control system parameters are normal.

Today, the 18th of March, 1965,

at 10 hundred hours

the manned spaceship Voskhod-2

was launched into the Earth's orbit.

We are in constant radio contact

with the spacecraft.

Comrades Belyayev and Leonov

are working in accordance with flight procedure.

Mission Control, this is Almaz,

there is a slight vibration,

but all instruments are working properly.

There are no negative physical effects,

and we are ready to begin work.

Almaz, you may begin work now.

Roger, Mission Control.

We are extending the airlock now.

Open Airlock

Will be monitored.

They're almost in position.

Cyclogram "Kosmos-57" Cyclogram "Woschod-2"

The Lock is Ready for Use The Hatch Is Closed

The airlock is now in position.

We are beginning with pressurization.

Inflate Lock Chamber

Mission Control,

we are preparing to enter the airlock.

Mission Control, airlock pressure is equalized,

Initiating oxygen feed to space suit.

Mission Control, Space suit is pressurized.

I am now opening the inner hatch to the airlock.

Don't worry.

I'll see you soon.

Give me a push, Pavel.

Easy, easy.

Very good.

This is Almaz-2, I'm inside the airlock.

Copy that, Almaz-2.

Mission Control, this is Almaz-1,

I am now closing the airlock's inner hatch.

Close the Lock

Hatch Closed

Mission Control,

depressurization of the airlock has begun.

Almaz-2, depressurization will take 5 minutes.

Please check the pressure at level 4.

- Roger. - Air pressure increased

but within normal range.

Almaz-2

Almaz-2, your oxygen consumption is elevated.

Alex, calm down.

I'm hardly breathing.

Lock

Attention!

Get ready!

Mission Control, airlock is depressurized.

The exterior hatch is ready to be opened.

Flap Lock Chamber

Almaz-2, acknowledge.

This is Almaz-2, copy.

Everything is normal.

Getting ready to enter outer space.

Prepare your exit into outer space.

Roger.

Almaz-2, your spacewalk is a go.

Alex, you will step into space twice.

First, to test the conditions

and the second time to take pictures. Copy?

Roger, Almaz-1.

Mission Control,

this is Almaz-2,

I'm looking over the edge of the airlock!

I'm feeling incredible!

Below me I can see clouds and the ocean!

Right now we're flying over the Caucasus mountains.

I see the stars and the earth.

The Volga's right below me.

The working conditions are good.

Almaz-2, prepare to exit the airlock.

Copy that.

Remove the cover from the camera.

Roger. Cover is off.

What should I do with it?

What should I do with it?

- Just discard it. - Roger.

I'm discarding it.

Mission Control, this is Almaz-2,

I'm extending the tether.

Soviet Television is now broadcasting

live from outer space,

on board the spaceship Voskhod-2.

We have just witnessed an event that only yesterday

would have been unimaginable.

Almaz-2,

let go of the airlock.

Almaz-2, you may let go of the airlock.

Yeah, hold on a second.

And here we go.

Mission Control, this is Almaz.

Man has made his very first step into outer space.

We have the first man walking in space.

He is now floating in zero gravity.

Today, the 18th of March, 1965,

at eleven hundred and thirty hours Moscow time,

something extraordinary occurred

during the flight of the Soviet spaceship Voskhod-2.

For the first time in the history of mankind

a man has walked in outer space.

After its second orbit, pilot and cosmonaut

Lieutenant Alexey Leonov,

equipped with a special space suit

and an autonomous life support system,

became the first man to walk in outer space.

That's fantastic!

My papa's in space!

A real-life cosmonaut!

He walks around the stars!

Now we just have to bring them back to Earth,

and next we'll send military troops into outer space.

Very good work!

Thank you all. Keep it up.

Comrade General,

The Kremlin is on the line.

They want to speak to the space ship.

Well, put them through, put them through.

- Connect them. - Yes, sir.

- Alex. - Yes?

Alex.

Yes!

Who is this?

This is Brezhnev.

Leonid Ilyich? Oh my.

How are you, my boy?

I report: I'm fully conscious.

My vision is normal.

My orientation is unimpaired.

Man can work in outer space!

Man is able to work in space.

I see you doing somersaults up there.

Our entire country is watching you.

The whole world is!

Thank you.

We're all proud of you.

Thank you, sir. Thank you!

Make sure you get back alive.

That's an order.

Understood?

I am proud to serve our Soviet Union!

Update me on his vitals?

His blood pressure and body temperature

are slightly elevated.

Other than that he is doing fine.

His oxygen?

He has enough oxygen for 27 minutes.

Let's move on to the next assignment.

Almaz-2,

prepare for testing the body's sense

of spatial awareness.

Copy that.

Roger.

Almaz-2

Almaz-2, how do you feel?

I feel amazing!

Ready for our last assignment, taking photos.

His blood pressure has gone up

to 140 over 90.

Pulse: 125.

Temperature: 98.6.

He's excited.

I would be, too.

Almaz-2, take a few photos

and then come back home.

No sudden movements, please.

Take it easy.

Roger. I'll be nice and easy.

He-ey!

Pavel,

are you smiling in there?

Of course. Huh.

I'm taking your picture.

Time is running out.

Take a few pictures and come back.

What's that?

The pressure's...

The pressure's increasing.

What's going on with the suit pressure?

Almaz-2, are you alright?

Almaz, what is happening out there?

Almaz-2 is not responding.

The ship's hull has been hit.

I have no visual contact with Almaz-2.

Do we have contact?

The equipment is working.

Technically, the link to Almaz-2 is intact.

Give me his vital signs.

Blood pressure, pulse rate, temperature,

all elevated.

Almaz-1, establish contact with Almaz-2.

I repeat, Almaz-1,

establish contact with Almaz-2.

It was going too well.

Something had to go wrong!

Stop the live broadcast immediately.

Yes, sir.

Coming up,

the ballet "Stone Flowers" by Sergei Prokofiev,

performed by the Bolshoi State Theater,

which has won the Lenin Medal.

We'll wait.

Almaz-2, do you read me? Over.

Almaz-2, come in.

Mission Control,

I cannot confirm contact with Almaz-2.

I will continue trying to establish contact.

Sergei Pavlovich,

we have a detailed plan for a situation like this.

If Almaz-2 does not return

to the spaceship under his own power,

we must prepare to jettison the airlock.

Blood pressure 150 over 100,

pulse 150, temperature 101.3.

Launch Lock

Mission Control request airlock entry authorization.

When do we enter the dead zone?

Dead zone entry in 5 minutes.

In order for Almaz-1 to enter the airlock,

he must reduce the air pressure in the entire ship.

They'll be navigating blind,

because the ship will be in the dead zone.

God only knows how the ship will behave

after depressurization.

Then it's time to pray.

Comrade Koroljov, if we jettison the airlock,

one of the cosmonauts will die.

If we do not jettison it,

there's a chance we may lose them both.

Almaz, prepare to... decompress the ship.

Affirmative.

Will start decompression in 2 minutes.

If Belyayev doesn't make it,

the work of thousands of Soviet citizens

will simply rot in space.

I only care about these two citizens.

Mission Control, this is Almaz.

I am ready to enter the airlock.

Acknowledge.

We will not destroy

the entire Soviet Space Program because of one man.

Entering the Dead Zone in one minute.

You must abort the command to enter the airlock.

Understand me?

What are Almaz-2's vital statistics?

Blood pressure 170 over 110,

pulse 165, temperature 102.2.

He's alive.

He's alive.

Right?

Mission Control, this is Almaz again,

I am ready to enter the airlock.

Advise Intentions.

I hope you know what you're doing.

Entering the dead zone in 30 seconds.

Mission Control, waiting for your command.

Begin with the ship's decompression.

Fifteen!

Wait! Almaz-2 is next to the airlock.

Mission Control, affirmative.

Almaz-2 is next to the airlock.

Almaz-2! Goddamn it!

Come back now.

They're in the dead zone.

What happened?

The suit over-inflated.

My Arms, legs, fingers.

I can't move anything.

Why didn't you answer?

I didn't want to worry you.

Roger.

Alright.

Now,

how much oxygen do I have left?

Not much.

Alex, hurry up.

Alex, time's up.

Get the camera and get back inside!

Roger.

I have to dismount it.

Come on. Come on. Come on.

Well done.

Now get inside.

- Damnit. - There's no other way.

Goddamnit!

Goddamned suit won't bend.

You must try it again.

Come on, Alex!

- What are you doing? - No. Don't do that!

You have to enter feet first!

Close the hatch.

Close it!

Close the goddamn hatch!

Do it now!

It didn't close, did it?

No.

OK.

Well...

I'll have to turn around

and close the hatch by hand.

That's not gonna work.

What's the alternative?

I'll open the hatch, and pull you in.

And depressurize the ship?

We have to take that risk.

You'll jeopardize the entire mission.

- No, Pavel, let me try. - Alex!

Alex, no!

Alex!

Stop.

You're running out of air.

You'll need oxygen for repressurization.

Then jettison me

together with the goddamn airlock!

You stubborn mule!

Dammit. I'm stuck!

I can't turn around.

Stop talking.

Save your air.

Roger.

What if... I try to... bend my knee?

Keep trying!

Keep going, Alex!

Go, go, go, go.

OK, the airlock is closed.

I started to repressurize it. Hang on.

Just a couple more minutes.

Alex.

Alex, don't.

Alex... Alex...

Alex...

Alex...

Alex!

Alex!

- There you are. - Huh?

My death in space.

You're not dead.

Not yet.

I understand,

but surely you can tell me something.

Ok, and what's that supposed to mean now?

Yes, sir.

Thank you very much.

Great, huh?

They said that the mission is proceeding as planned.

So, either they cannot tell us anything more or...

Or it's bad news.

In Leningrad and Moscow

they are already celebrating our pilots.

Leonov's wife called.

- Tea? - Not for me, thank you.

She wanted to know, what's going on.

She's worried.

Why is she worried? Nothing happened.

Here you are.

Voskhod-2 should leave the dead zone in one minute.

Let's start calling them.

Alex.

Hey, anybody home?

Almaz-2, we're leaving the dead zone.

I was just picturing it.

Next time, when we go to the moon...

We have the signal back.

We're going to get our butts kicked.

Almaz.

This is Mission Control. Acknowledge.

Mission Control, this is Almaz.

Over.

Almaz.

Status of Almaz-2?

This is Almaz-2.

What a daredevil, huh?

Can you believe it?

Almaz-2,

good to hear your voice.

Thank you for your service!

Appreciated!

I serve the Soviet Union...

Why the hell didn't you answer me?

- Mission Control, say again. - Uh...

We had a drop out.

Last transmission was unsuccessful.

Almaz-2, what's the problem?

Can't you answer for yourself?

Yes, of course.

Mission Control, he's fine.

We're ready to jettison the airlock.

Prepare to jettison the airlock.

Wilco. The airlock is prepared.

Almaz, remember, the test mission ended here.

We've never tested this part of the mission.

What happens after we jettison the airlock...

we don't know.

Prepare yourself for anything.

It can't get any worse.

Oxygen

Almaz, what is the cabin pressure?

Cabin pressure is normal.

Check detonation charges.

Charges checked.

Ready to jettison airlock.

Jettison.

Launch

Mission Control, airlock was jettisoned.

No pressure loss or damage, but we are spinning.

How fast are you spinning?

Almaz?

About 20 degrees per second.

The automatic guidance system should be able

to stabilize the spin and right...

And use up all their fuel,

including what they need for manual re-entry?

Comrade Koroljov,

the automatic guidance system is reliable.

They won't require a manual re-entry.

Almaz,

how are you feeling?

Mission Control, we're great, over.

Alright.

You're now on a carousel.

15 orbits in 22 hours.

Can you handle that?

What do you think?

We're ready. Over.

I hope so, my eagles. I hope so.

I hope so.

Twenty-two hours.

From Moscow to Tuapse

on the overnight train.

Tscholkovo, Tjura-Tam, Jakutsk, Ulan-Ude

Nr. of Orbits, Perigej 104 Miles

Take a nap. We've got another 10 orbits.

I've got to finish this.

A sketch for the Tretyakov Gallery.

- Yeah, right. - I'm not kidding.

It's the first work of art ever made in space.

Van Gogh's Sunflowers have nothing on this.

And it'll hang next to Shishkin's Pine Forest.

I was going to study Art originally

become a world famous painter.

Why didn't you?

I had to choose.

You can fly and paint,

but you can't do it the other way around.

I see.

I'm supposed to go to Cuba.

- Really? - Uh-huh.

Imagine, the ambassador called to congratulate me,

and then he...

invited me to come to Cuba on vacation.

Uh. Where was I?

You were walking. Outside.

Yeah, right.

That's when Brezhnev called to congratulate me.

He's going to pick me up at the airport,

what did he say?

"I will be on your left, Alex,

and will be wearing my sheepskin hat."

Then, we'll drive to his country house and...

no, first to the Kremlin, then to his country house.

You should have gone to art school.

Alex...

Alex!

What?

- Are you feeling OK? - Yeah, I'm fine,

just a bit woozy.

I think that's normal.

Check the oxygen.

Oh, yeah.

What the hell?

We're up to 300.

Call them.

This is Almaz to Mission Control.

Our partial oxygen pressure has doubled.

What is the exact reading?

296 and rising.

Almaz,

move very slowly.

You're breathing pure oxygen.

One spark and you'll go up in flames.

Roger.

What should we do?

Turn off all the cabin lighting slowly.

Wait for instructions.

Roger.

How did this happen?

They'll figure it out.

There must be a leak.

The air tanks?

Leonov's is in the airlock. Could it be Belyayev's?

Ridiculous.

Oxygen at 296 because of a leaking air tank?

What about the oxygen compensator?

All systems are working and the ship is sealed.

Perhaps the inner hatch suffered a tiny fracture

when we jettisoned the airlock.

That could be it.

No, in that case, the cabin temperature

would have dropped right away.

Comrades, both their blood pressure

and pulse rates are down.

They're in danger of oxygen poisoning.

I want to see the blueprint of the capsule ceiling.

Bring me everything.

Almaz,

there is probably a tiny crack in the ship's hull.

Normally, that wouldn't be a problem.

But the system is reacting to the leak

and is pumping oxygen into the cabin.

Our only option is to deactivate

the compensation sensor manually.

You'll have to do some disassembly.

Roger.

You cannot allow them to do this.

- All the wiring is high voltage. - There, right there.

Do you have a better idea?

Listen, Almaz.

The compensation sensor is directly above your head,

in the middle of the ceiling

and next to the pressure valve.

You'll have to cut through the lining to open it up.

You're gambling with their lives.

Remember, a technician was electrocuted

during construction and he was a specialist,

unlike these two!

Everything is very tightly packed in the capsule.

They have no tools, and no light!

Holy mother of God.

We have removed the lining.

The sensor system is behind the cables.

To get to it,

you've got to cut the strap holding the cables together.

Roger that.

More light, Alexey.

What will happen to them?

Initially their limbs will probably go numb.

It's likely that they'll then experience painful muscle

cramps and partial hearing loss,

in addition to hallucinations.

Stop!

Don't move!

Keep still!

Easy.

Easy.

Take it easy.

Wait. Let me try.

Hold the flashlight.

In the end, both of them will fall asleep.

Fall asleep?

And that's it?

That's it.

Yeah.

Almaz?

I'll do it.

Almaz, do you read me?

Hang on.

Just a second, Pavel.

- Almaz! - Here...

Do you read me?

Almaz...

Almaz, come in!

Pavel, you're doing great.

The light is soft and bright.

So beautiful.

You are doing really well.

Oh, yes.

I can see it.

I can see it.

I see the sensor.

Great.

Now for the most important part.

Do you see a yellow cable?

You have to disconnect it.

Do you hear me? Pull it out of the nest!

- Zarya, is that you? - Disconnect the yellow cable...

Zarya, say again!

Acknowledge!

Pull it out of the nest.

Uh uh... that's where she lives.

Uh... That's where she lives.

Say again, Almaz.

This is where she lives. This is her home.

I do not copy!

Say again.

- I am pulling it out. - Have you got it?

Where is her home?

Did you disconnect it, Almaz?

There, I found it.

One second...

Almaz?

Almaz, do you read me?

Did you disconnect it?

Acknowledge! Did you do it?

Almaz!

Almaz!

Do you read me?

- Almaz, Almaz! - We lost the signal.

They're now in the dead zone.

The automatic guidance system

will kick in before the ship has left the dead zone.

Cycle 4 will bring them down to Earth.

What is their chance of survival?

- Mama? - Yes?

Is it bedtime in space, too?

Yes, sweetheart. Go to sleep now.

Is Daddy also sleeping now?

Yes, he is.

Everyone's asleep.

When will Daddy be here?

When I wake up again?

He'll do his best.

I'm sure, he'll do his best.

Cabin CO2

We keep trying, but we can't get a signal.

There's been nothing. Complete silence.

What a nightmare.

A group of healthy, adult men sit here doing nothing,

except cry their eyes out

like they're at some kind of wake.

If we cannot help our comrades,

All of you, at least stop planning their goddamn funeral.

You over there.

Earth Orbit Parameters Coffee for everyone.

Me too. Make it strong.

OK. Let's think logically.

Twenty-three minutes ago the ship should have landed.

Perhaps they had to find a new landing site

because maybe the ship veered off course upon re-entry.

It's a possibility.

All I ever hear from you is "Perhaps",

"Maybe", "I think."

What I need from you is a list of possible landing sites.

Yes, sir. Let's get on it.

We are running out of time!

We've got to find them wherever they are.

Comrade Koroljov, The Kremlin is on the phone.

They would like to congratulate you.

- Let them call back. - Yes, sir.

- We have their vitals! - Here it is!

- They are alive! - There it is, right there!

Here, take a look.

I think I've found them!

Mission Control, this is Almaz.

Comrade Korolyov?

Tell him Comrade Korolyov went to meet the cosmonauts.

Almaz, there you are!

We hear you.

Now, boys. Where did my eagles land?

We're back in our seats.

Sitting on our rear ends.

Mission Control,

we are doing just great.

"Cycle 4" did not engage.

I say again, Cycle 4 did not engage.

We are still in orbit and just left the dead zone.

Over.

Comrade Koroljov,

I have no explanation for this right now.

Maybe it was caused by the spinning.

Nobody could foresee such an extraordinary situation.

Is that so?

"Extraordinary."

- Has anyone counted orbits? - Yes, sir. Me!

- Try to restart the system. - Preparing to restart.

We'll bring them down during their next orbit.

We can't bring them down during their next orbit.

Their ship could land in enemy territory.

First, we get our boys back on Earth.

Then, we worry about the territory.

Mission Control, this is Almaz.

Request approval to switch from Cycle 4

to manual control

to allow us to continue re-entry. Over.

We need to calculate your landing location.

Uh. That'll take some time.

Comrade Koroljov, don't worry.

The calculation has been prepared.

Most probably, we will land somewhere in the Urals,

- not far from Perm. - Alex.

Please be sensible. He has no idea.

"Somewhere in the Ural Mountains?"

That's nonsense.

Still, they are both very experienced pilots.

No one has ever landed a space ship manually.

The manual guidance system is antiquated.

It's the last resort when all else fails.

When there is no way out

and the situation might only get worse.

Like right now.

Comrade Koroljov,

may I speak to you?

So, now they discuss.

They create a commission,

elect a chairman and then decide to vote,

and then they can't agree, and start to argue.

Now you know why I kept quiet.

Otherwise, I'd already be dead.

Together, we can land this tin can back on Earth.

I mean, we've both had worse landings.

I know you can do it.

What other option do we have?

I think either we land manually,

or we'll orbit forever.

We'll follow our orders.

You think they'll leave us here?

If I were them I would.

We are not running a charity, Comrade Koroljov.

We cannot risk the enemy obtaining our state secrets.

I have no idea what you're talking about.

No, that's not true.

Even worse, I know exactly what you mean.

Do you suggest I let them die up there?

Huh? Are you serious?

We are at war.

A cold war perhaps, but a war.

Imagine they land in Europe.

Or, heaven forbid China.

All the technology for our space program

would end up in enemy hands.

Let them die? Just like that?

Just to be safe, so nothing goes wrong?

Just in case they land somewhere where they shouldn't?

They are both soldiers.

As soldiers, they are prepared to die

protecting their country's interest.

I understand.

Yes.

That's fine. Same old story.

But, it's constructive. Thank you.

Thank you.

Yes, I will definitely, will think about it.

Almaz,

this is Mission Control.

Permission to switch to manual control...

has been granted.

Prepare your spacesuits to re-enter the atmosphere.

Roger, that.

Proceeding.

I'm happy you didn't make the decision.

I repeat.

Our approximate landing coordinates are...

They can't hear you, Alex.

If we survive, they will find us.

Then maybe we should land

in the middle of Red Square, huh?

Very funny.

First I'll stabilize the ship.

I think we're in position now.

You see? I knew you could do it.

Now all we have to do is land this thing.

Can you move a bit? That's it.

This isn't working. I can't see anything.

Should I get out?

Guide me.

OK. Ready.

- West. - OK.

- South West. - OK.

- North. - OK.

No, stop. North West.

- North or North West? - Slowly, slowly,

slowly, slowly, now turn a little clockwise.

That's it. Take it easy.

- Now West. - OK.

No, stop! Too far! Stop! Stop!

Start again!

Go on.

Now West.

West!

We're running out of time, Pavel.

I have to see where I'm going.

- I can't fly blind. - What are you doing?

You're shifting our center of gravity.

Get out of your seat.

Where shall I go?

Over there, by the porthole.

- I'll try. - There.

Hold on to my feet.

Like that.

Now I can navigate.

And now, very carefully,

like two little mice,

we'll sneak into the Earth's atmosphere.

We have to hurry up, or we'll land in China.

Don't rush me.

If my aim is off, we'll ricochet into space.

Nitrogen

Now we need to crawl back in our seats again.

Does the Earth look leveled?

We've drifted.

By how much?

- Seven degrees already. - Damnit.

Nitrogen level?

Nearly zero.

Are you strapped in?

Uh-huh.

The navigation system has been activated.

I wonder how this will end up?

If things go wrong, we're in trouble.

Hopefully, they'll land.

The telemetry registered a tilt.

They must have left their seats

and switched to manual control.

The center of gravity of the ship has shifted.

Hm. Meaning?

Their flight path may be off.

Come take a look at this.

If the ship's re-entry position is off

by 6 or 7 degrees,

they will hit the atmosphere at the wrong angle.

and may bounce back into space.

If that happens the Earth's gravity will eventually

bring them back down again.

But not any time soon.

Rauschenbach,

calculate all possible flight paths and landing sites.

Back to work.

We will wait for a signal from the beacon,

keep our fingers crossed,

and hope for the best.

Is it Friday

or Thursday?

Beats me.

Do you think that the kids are awake?

I wonder if Vika's in kindergarten or at home again

because of her cold?

Alex, relax.

If this doesn't work out,

then gravity will bring us down in 3 years.

Wow. Imagine what a magnificent state funeral.

OK.

Let's eat.

Oh.

That's what I call a 5-star menu.

Mm, borscht.

Borscht

Unfortunately, no garlic.

Want some?

Alex, you...

Looks like gravity to me.

Forget dinner, Alex. Now we're on our way home.

Oh, roger that, Commander.

Jettison propulsion module.

Module has been jettisoned.

Jettison supply module.

Negative. Supply module still attached.

Hold on, Alex. We're beginning to spin.

Yes, yes! It detached!

You alive?

Pavel?

- Pavel? - 'Course I'm alive!

Did I scare you?

Ah, OK, that's enough.

Let's get out of here.

Ready for a loud bang?

Careful.

- Are you ready? - Uh-uh.

Ooh.

No signal or visual in quadrant 27.

Roger...

Copy. Nothing in quadrant 22.

We didn't locate a signal.

Someone explain to me,

why despite all the achievements of Soviet science,

we are unable to locate a simple beacon

inside a clearly defined area?

We lost their signal

while they were re-entering the atmosphere.

- That could mean... - No more "could"!

I want facts goddamnit!

Comrade,

they may not have landed where we expected them to.

We are searching a very extensive area.

It would be good if you will try to calm down

and get some rest.

I will rest when we've found them.

Give me a useful suggestion!

First: the beacon might have been damaged

when they hit the ground.

Second: perhaps it got damaged

while they were working on the cables.

- And then they could... - Yes, but they have a portable radio

which they can operate by hand.

Then why haven't we received a signal?

Because the transmitter won't work

- in freezing temperatures. - So what?

They could warm up the batteries, right?

First of all, they've got to keep themselves warm.

Their spacesuits weren't designed

for very cold temperatures.

The capsule won't keep them warm, either.

It'll turn into a freezer in no time.

Perhaps, the radio signal is just not making it through.

The range of short-wave radio signals

depends on the terrain and weather conditions.

Let's assume that they've landed

in the worst-possible weather conditions.

How long can they survive?

A day.

Battery Priboi-2c

The mountains are blocking the signal.

Well, never mind.

We'll just switch to Morse Code.

You can always depend on Morse Code.

You should try to stay warm, Alexey.

I'm fine.

A-O-A

A-O, A-O, A-O, A-O, A-O what does that mean?

A-O, A... yes!

Ah, lets see...

There: All OK.

What's that noise?

Our eagles have landed!

- A-O! A-O! - What?

All OK.

That's enough now.

Wait.

The rescue operation will probably start any minute now.

They don't need you to get rescued.

We'll watch it all on TV tomorrow.

- You're such a killjoy! - Off to bed with you.

Stop meddling in the government's business.

The Kremlin is....

expecting an official statement from us.

They want something by 10am tomorrow.

We've got nothing to say right now.

Thank you.

Sergey, my friend, you need to get some rest now.

You cannot do any more for them.

They still have time.

I'm not going to waste one minute of it.

Comrade General, excuse the interruption.

We just heard that an arctic cyclone

is moving into the landing area.

They expect heavy snowfall in the mountains.

Tonight it will drop to 31 below zero.

During the night?

Now it's still day, right?

It's still day time.

Once they have received the signal,

they'll need about 2 hours to pinpoint our location.

That means, they'll be here soon.

Any time now. Soon.

If they received it.

Here. It's your turn.

What's your hurry?

We knew what to expect.

As soon as they find the logbook,

they'll terminate the mission.

What are you talking about?

Did you forget about your children?

They're ironing their school uniforms

to welcome their famous Daddy home.

We're going home, alive, you got it?

Not like some mammoth's frozen shit.

Help me up.

No. I won't die here.

I have to take my little Vika to her first day of school.

Remember, Comrade Belyayev,

no one gave us the order to die.

I'll be right back.

Send the following order:

I want every available aircraft in the air.

We are doubling the search area.

Yes, sir.

Order from General Kamin:

send up every available pilot...

Send the text for the official statement.

Which one should I send, Comrade General?

Then send both.

Good Morning, Comrades!

USSR. Internal Security Committee. March 20, 1965

No. 632-3. Moscow

"...Death of the Crew"

I need some water.

I'm ready.

On Air

On March 18th, 1965,

the Soviet spaceship Voskhod-2

was launched into space

to orbit the earth for test purposes.

The ship was piloted by the Soviet cosmonauts,

Major Pavel Ivanovich Belyayev

and Lieutenant Alexey Archipovich Leonov.

After its 24 hour test flight,

upon its return to Earth,

the ship encountered extreme turbulence

causing the capsule

to free-fall at a very high speed.

Resulting in the death of both crew members.

What the hell is the matter

with all you goddamn people? Huh?

Hey?!

Where the hell are you?!

You fucking idiots!

We are alive! Hey! We're here!

Hey!

We're alive!

Come get us, goddammit!

Hey!

We're alive!

Hey! You fucking bastards!

We did our job!

We made it back!

We're alive!

The untimely death

of our heroic cosmonauts

Pavel Ivanovich Belyayev

and Alexey Archipovich Leonov

is a tragic

and irredeemable loss

for the entire Soviet nation.

Both men have been awarded

"Hero of the Soviet Union"

posthumously.

Pavel!

Pavel!

Pavel! Pavel!

Pavel! Pavel!

Pavel!

Pavel!

Wake up!

Don't sleep!

Hey, Pavel, Pavel!

Don't fall sleep! Don't fall sleep!

Pavel!

It's over, Alex.

Pavel Ivanovich,

oh, yes, that's better.

You know what we'll do?

We'll practice your speech for the journalists.

- We don't want you to look.... - You'll be alright.

You are the hero now.

You were already a hero

back when I was still herding cows.

You've been in the War.

You've flown so many missions

while I still dreaming of flying.

One.

Only one?

One combat flight

and I never even fired a single shot.

The "old guys" were fighting the Japanese,

and all the rookies,

filled their planes and swept the tarmac.

When they finally called me for the mission,

I thought, "Now it's my turn,

I'll show them what I can do."

That day, the Japanese didn't attack.

We dropped the bombs and returned to base.

And that was that.

The next day Japan surrendered.

So much for the big war hero Pavel Belyayev.

Do you know...

why I joined the Air Force?

Why?

Paid better than art school.

I could have had a carefree life as a painter, but no!

Instead the whole world watched me,

dangling from a rope in space

blown up like a balloon in my out-of-control spacesuit.

That's the story of the famous space conqueror,

Alexey Leonov.

Pavel, forgive me,

this has all been my fault.

No. No.

It's all... It's all good.

It's good.

What is good?

That you didn't become a painter.

Who would have traveled

with me to outer space then, huh?

Maybe we'll fly again one day.

If we get the order, Alexey.

If we get the order.

They've landed.

They're alive.

They need help.

Otherwise no one will ever find them.

They're going to find you and put you in prison.

And me?

Who shall I ask for help?

I have to.

The weather conditions have deteriorated.

We have to call-off the search.

I understand.

As soon as the storm lets up we'll...

Yes, yes, of course.

We have to inform their families.

Comrade, shouldn't we wait a little longer?

I don't want them to hear it from the media?

Is that what you want?

We have a signal!

Comrade Koroljov,

apparently, we have received a signal.

What do you mean "apparently"?

Excuse me, Comrade General.

We just received a phone call.

A ham radio operator from Sakhalin

says he picked-up the cosmonauts' signal

by accident.

"By accident?" Nonsense.

By accident?

A ham radio operator?

Yes, sir.

- Sakhalin? - Yes, sir!

Get me the coordinates?

Triangulation of the signal places them in Quadrant 62.

- Here. - Do we have any unit in that area?

There's a small unit stationed a few miles away.

- Well, call them. - Yes, sir.

2-16, come in.

We have a signal in Quadrant 62.

You are the closest.

It's important to try and establish visual contact.

I say again, establish visual contact.

This is 2-16.

I'm in Quadrant 62.

The weather conditions are very bad.

Continue searching for as long as humanly possible.

Yes, sir.

You hear that?

You hear that?

They found us.

Thank God.

Where is... the flare gun?

Pavel,

where is the flare gun?

Did I loose it?

I'm such an idiot.

Commander, we're running out of fuel.

We have to return now,

or we won't make it back to base.

This is 2-16. We're going to run out of fuel.

Their tank is nearly empty.

- They should turn back. - Yes, sir.

2-16, return to headquarters.

2-16, this is Korolyov Sergey.

What is your name?

Major Markelov.

And your first name?

Vladimir.

Vladimir, listen to me.

Somewhere in those woods,

on the treetops,

there's a parachute.

It's extremely large.

You can't miss it.

Vladimir, look carefully.

Do your best to find them.

Do you read me?

Roger.

Damnit!

Where did I put it?

Why is everything going wrong?!

Help me, Alexey. Help me.

It's frozen to my arm.

Pavel.

You are a hero.

Wait.

We're flying on our reserves.

We must turn back.

Alexey, send up a flare. I can't see anything.

Hold on, Pavel.

We can do it.

Here, I'll help you.

So...

Commander,

if we don't turn back now we won't make it.

This is 2-16. No sight of a parachute.

No signal from the cosmonauts.

We did everything that we could.

Sorry.

- Go slow, Pavel. - I can't move my fingers!

We'll make it.

Come on, Pavel,

do it, do it.

2-16,

return to base.

Roger. We're turning back.

This is 2-16, we have a flare.

I repeat, we have a flare.

Deploy the Rescue team now.

Give me the precise co-ordinates.

Eighteen miles south-west of Berezniki.

The exact co-ordinates are: 59.34 North and 55.28 East.

We did it, my friend!

Thank you, Vladimir.

I can't believe it!

I would love to have a drink.

Vodka, please.

Coming up, Comrade Koroljov.

Papa!

- Alex! - Papa!

Alex!

What are you doing?

What are you doing out here in the middle of the night?

She sleeps in the nest.

- Who? - The bird.

You're something else!

Weren't you scared?

Your little heart is beating like crazy.

You done running around?

No, Papa, I wasn't running.

I was flying.

This is Moscow!

This is Moscow!

Moscow - Space - Moscow Hooray!

We bring you a message from the Soviet News Agency.

On March 18,

at 2 minutes past 12 Moscow time,

Voskhod-2,

piloted by Commander Colonel Pavel Ivanovich Belyayev

and co-pilot Lieutenant Alexey Archipovich Leonov,

touched down successfully near the city of Perm.

Cosmonauts Belyayev and Leonov,

are in good health.

Dedicated to my friend and commander,

Pavel Ivanovich Belyayev!

A. Leonov.

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