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Gemini to ground control.
Reading you loud and clear.

Liftoff smooth.
Ready for checklist.

Fuel is go,
1.2 "G" cabin, 14 P.S.I.

Oxygen is go.
Telemetry is go.
All systems go.

Thank you. Thank you.

{ Calliope]

Control! Control!

I have a red on meteorite warning.
Meteorite warning!

Meteorite.!

We are now passing
through a meteorite field.

You will undoubtedly hear
small meteorites peppering
the outer skin of the capsule.

Small meteorites are peppering
the outer skin of the capsule!

Meteorites.!
Meteorites.!

{ Rocks Banging Capsule]

{ Beeping Continues]

Meteorite light off.
Nothing to be afraid of, kids.

We are now passing over
the Hawaiian Islands.

Our flight plan will carry us
to the recovery area 100 miles
southeast of the Bahamas.

We are starting our
retrorocket countdown.

Five, four...

three, two, one.

- Firing retrorockets-rockets.
- { Blasting Sound]

We will be touching down
in 20 minutes.

I have to go
to the bathroom.
We have just touched down.

Everybody, out. Mary first.
Come on, Mary.

Bye, Mr. Spaceman.
Okay, bye.

Bye, Mr. Spaceman.

He can't stand heights.

I enjoyed the ride,
Mr. Spaceman.

{ Continues]
Ned!

You got me?
Gotcha. Gotcha.

Easy. Easy.
Steady, now.

One more step.

Atta boy. Now,
you're on the ground.

I'll be back
in a minute, Ned.

Bye, and thank you,
Mr. Spaceman.

Oh, anytime, honey.

Hi, Ellie.
Hi, Roy. How's it goin'?

Oh, I had to cut the orbit short.
A personnel problem.

I know. I helped her
with her buttons.
Ah, well.

How's everything
in the soft drink game?

Fine.
Oh, that's cold.

Cold hands, warm heart.

You, uh... You're lookin'
mighty pretty today, Ellie.

Thank you, Roy.

Beauty is
as beauty does.

You got that look
in your eye again.
What look?

That crazy
basset hound look.

Well, flattery'll
get you everywhere.

Oh, Roy.

Guess what, Ellie?
Hmm?

A bunch of us were standin'
around the corner...

in front of the drug store
last night, and guess what?

- What?
- Well, a lot of'em were sayin' that it's...

gettin' kinda obvious
that... I got a crush on you.

Oh, Roy, would you hand me
that scouring pad, please?

Sigmund Crane said I'd crawl
a mile over broken glass
just to get a kiss from you.

Sigmund Crane
drinks too much.

Well, even so...

"I think that
I shall never see...

a poem so lovely as a tree,
a tree that..."

Roy, when you're trying
to be romantic, you don't
recite poems about trees.

Excuse me while
I throw out the trash.

Scouring pad.

To each his own.
Got another load, Roy.

Smart aleck.

Uh, listen, Ellie, I gotta go.
Will you please go out
with me tonight?

I can't really, Roy.
Oh, come on, I've been
askin' you for months.

Well, l...
It's Saturday night. We'll
make a big evening out of it.

First, we have dinner
right here. Then we take
a little walk through the park.

And then over to your place
and watch that George Raft
movie on television.

{ Ned] Let's go, Roy.!
What do you say, Ellie?
It's Saturday night.

I've gotta stay late tonight
and take inventory.
I'll come by here.

All right, Roy.

Until tonight,
cherie.

Everything A-Okay,
crew?
Yes, Mr. Spaceman.

Okay, board the spacecraft.
Be careful.

Roy.! Roy.!
You're wanted on the telephone.

I'll be right back, Ned.

It's your mother.
She sounds excited.

Hello? Hello!

Hello, Ma?
Yes, well...

Right away?
We're right in the middle...

Well, wha... Okay,
I'll be home right away.

Bye, bye.

I'll see you later, Ellie.

I gotta get home right away.
Take over, will ya, Ned?
Check.

{ Motor Starting]

Oww, Suzie!

Oh, Royal!
Oh, Royal, your father
has really done it this time.

What'd he do?
Roy, sit down.

You better brace yourself.
What? What is it?

You remember when your father
sent that application
into the government?

You mean the one for me
to be an astronaut?

We don't have to worry
about that.

We have to worry
about it now, Roy,
because they have accepted you.

What?
It says so right there.

It says that
they have accepted you
as a WB-1074.

Your father took
one look at that and
then he ran outdoors...

and he's telling everybody
in town about it.

An astronaut?

Me? An astronaut?
I can't even get up on the chair
to get the marmalade.

- Oh, my poor boy.
- Why is Pa always tryin'
to run my life?

Well, after all, he was
a corporal in World War I and
you know how bossy they were.

But, Ma, that war's
been over for ages.

Not to your father.
He loves that war as much today
as he did then.

An astronaut?

Me? An astronaut?

Oh, I should've studied up more
on fear of heights and things
when you were young.

I'm so tired of Pa thinkin'
he's still in the army
and orderin' me around.

Burt Lancaster was terribly
afraid of the water...

and today,
he is a movie star.

Look, Ma,
I'm 35 years old!

Okay, so I do live at home.
I still don't have to do
everything he tells me!

Burt was the most unforgettable
character that month.

Well, I'll tell you something
right now, Ma! I've had it!
H-A-D, had it!

And the minute he comes in
that door, I'm gonna tell him,
"No soap! I'm not goin'!"

Hi, Mother. Roy!

Roy! Roy! Roy.

Roy, ya made it, boy!
Ya made it!

My boy, an astronaut.

Hey, the whole town knows it,
Roy. Your name is on
every tongue in town.

They're all sayin' it:
"Buck Fleming's boy, astronaut!"

Royal has something
to tell you, Arbuckle.

Oh, yeah, that's right,
Pa, I do.
Well, shoot.

Well, maybe
you better sit down.
Ah.

Go ahead, Roy.
Get it off your chest.

Well, Pa...
Ya know, I stopped by the paper.
Gave them the whole story.

Pa, you're not listenin'.
Huh?

I hate to tell you this,
but most of the time when
I talk to you, you don't listen.

I don't listen? Got something
you wanna tell me right now?
Yeah, I have!

Well, go ahead.
I'm listenin' to every word.

Well, okay, now,
i-it's like this.

Now, it isn't because
I don't love you, because I do.

You heard that, Mother?

And that's what makes it
all the harder to tell you.

Now, you see,
I'm not really cut out
for this astronaut thing...

because in the first place,
I've always had a fear of heights...

and to tell you the truth,
I don't think you've ever
been aware of that.

The boy loves his father.
You heard him say that?

- Yes, I did Arbuckle.
- Mother, please!

Pa, I know how proud you are
and I know what all this means...

Hello-oo. Plank?
Plank. Plank.

Yeah, isn't that somethin'?
My boy, an astronaut.

Yeah, he leaves tomorrow.
Hey, why don't you come over
after supper. We'll celebrate.

Right.
That was Plank Woodman.

He's comin' over later.
We'll have a little nip
and celebrate.

Let me say
what I have to say!
Say away, boy.

Well...

Hello. Rush. Rush!
Yeah, isn't he somethin'?

Well, he's right here now.
We're havin'a real heart-to-heart talk.

Rush says, "Congrats."

Right. Why don't
ya come over later?

We'll celebrate.
Right. Go ahead, boy.

Now, look, Pa. I think
it's time we faced the fact
that I'm 35 years old...

and I have a say
in my own life!
{ Ringing]

Hello! Uh...
It's for you, Mother.

Mother, for pete's sake,
is that all you do,
talk on the phone?

Now, doggone it! I can
never say what I wanna say!
Now, Roy.

No, now I'm gonna say it!
You're getting all keyed up.
You need a nap.

No, I don't need a nap!
Ten-hut!

Right face!
Forward, march!

Hut, two, three, four!
Column, left, march!

Pa, I'm 35 years old.

Oh, I met a girl in gay Paris
Parlez vous

I met a girl in gay Paris
Parlez vous

I met a girl in gay Paris
Oh, what a mess she made of me

Inky, dinky parlez vous

And the soldier boys
went over the top Parlez vous

The soldier boys
went over the top Parlez vous

The soldier boys went over the top

They thought the captain
would never say stop
Inky, dinky parlez vous

The colonel got
the Croix de guerre
There's the boy!

Hi, Pa.
Come on in
and see the boys.

I got a date, Pa.
Come on. Come on.

Roy! Roy!

Congratulations.
A-Okay, there.

The boy's got a date.
Who's the lucky dame?

Oh, EllieJackson.
The hot dog girl, huh?

Say, she's quite a dish.
Too bad you didn't come in
for a haircut, Roy.

I've been kinda busy, Bert.
We're doggone
proud of you.

You should be.
Roy, do us
a countdown.

Huh?
Do us
a countdown!

- Come on, Roy, just this once.
- Come on.

Please, Roy,
just one time?

Well...

Five, four...

three, two, one.

Aw, terrific!

A toast!
You do the honors, Rush.
Give us one of your good ones.

To Roy Fleming:
A credit to his town...

to his father,
to his nation...

and now,
the entire universe!

Hear, hear.

Hear, hear.

{ Glass Shattering]

{ Shattering]
Well, l...

I guess
I better be goin'.

I can't keep
the little lady waitin'.

Kiss the girls
and make 'em cry, boy.
Love 'em and leave 'em.

Bye, don't worry.
Roy! Boys.

To the next man to die.

Hi, Ellie.
Roy.
Oh, I forgot all about you.

My mother called and
I think she's got the flu.
I'm gonna have to rush home.

That's a shame.
Have you heard?

Heard what?
Oh, what time does
the drug store close?

Oh, 7:00 or 8:00
or around there. But you mean
you really haven't heard?

I can't understand that.
It's all over town.
What a day. What a day.

Well, see, what happened
was my-my father sent in
this application for me...

about a month ago...
Tell me about it tomorrow.
I'm in an awfully big hurry.

Well, there won't be
any tomorrow.
I'm sorry about the date.

Yeah, but, Ellie, you see...

Ellie, I'm gonna be an astronaut!

I'm gonna be an astronaut.

Have you got
your ticket, Roy?
Yeah, I got it right here.

I've never been out
to the airport before.
This is all new in through here.

Yeah, it seems like only
yesterday this was all beets
as far as the eye could see.

You got your ticket
now, Roy?
Yeah, I got it right there.

A-Okay, there.

{ Announcer On P.A.] Missouri
Trunk Lines super deluxe twin
engine flight number one...

Well, that's me.
Got your ticket, Roy?

Yeah, got it right here.
Roy.

Passengers all aboard,
please.

Over the top.
Right, Pa.

Well, good-bye,
everybody.

You got your ticket?
Yeah.

I don't have my ticket.
Haven't got your ticket?

Oh, here...
Here it is.

Oh. I was kinda
hopin' it was lost.

Well, maybe you can tell
the pilot not to drive too high.
Well...

Bye, Ma.

Roy.

Ellie!
I almost didn't make it. I just
heard about it this morning.

Oh, well, I tried
to tell you last night.

I realize that now,
and I'm sorry, Roy.
Heck, that's all right.

I mean, listen...
Flight number one.

Passengers all aboard,
please.

All aboard.
Well, I guess
I gotta go now.

L... I'm... Well, it was real swell
of you to come out, Ellie.

Will you write to me?
Oh, yeah, sure will.
Yeah, I'll do that.

Well, bye, everybody.

Bye, Roy.

{ Propellers Turning]

{ Plane Engine Starting]

He's a real Fleming, Mother.

{ Plane Continues Soaring]

Give you a lift?
Oh, sure.
Thanks.

Hop in.
{ Car Door Opens]

Fred Gifford.
Where're ya headed?
Roy Fleming. Personnel office.

I gotta go up there and check in.
I've been on a bus since...

Fred Gifford!
That's right.

Hey, Fred Gifford!

Boy, I saw your flight
on Channel 11 last week.

They wouldn't let you stay up
two more orbits, would they?
Well, orders are orders.

Fred Gifford.

Boy, you were one of those guys
that's been right up there into space.

And I'm sittin' right on
the same seat with ya.

Mind if I touch ya?

You're gonna be working
at the Space Center?
Yeah.

Mind if I ask you
a couple of questions?
Go ahead.

Well, when you shoot off,
do ya faint or black out or anything?

Oh, no, no.
You take a couple of"G's", but
not enough to make you faint.

Oh, it sounds awful.
About how high in the sky
do you drive that thing?

Anywhere from 90
to a couple hundred miles.

I bet you wouldn't look down
for a million dollars.
Sure, it's a beautiful sight.

Never get me to look down.
I don't care how darn beautiful it is.

Reentry's what rough.
Suddenly, you just start
to drop there.

And you're
sitting backwards, wondering
if that drogue chute...

is ever gonna open
and you're falling
and falling and falling.

That's enough.
Don't say anymore.

Makes me dizzy
just to think about it.

That's the personnel
office over there.
Oh, well, thanks a lot.

By the way,
whatcha gonna be doing?
I'm gonna be an astronaut.

Yes, sir?
I'd like a cup of coffee, please.

That all you're having?
I'm gonna go into
the astronaut training program...

and I'm not really sure
what I'm supposed to eat yet.

{ Woman On P.A.]
Attention.

Will all astronauts report
immediately to Building 9-G.

Oh.

Oop. Ah.

I have to go.
Oh, where's Building 9-G?
Down the walk out front.

Cut through the docking
simulator building, then right.
You can't miss it.

{ Air Blowing]

{ Gusting Stops]

Oh, uh...
{ Clears Throat]
Those are my S-H-O-R-T-S.

See, what happened was
I was, uh, going down
the hall there and...

I'm a new astronaut
and I was looking
for Building 9-G.

All new personnel report
to the personnel office.
The loudspeaker...

Are you new here?
Very.

All new personnel report
to the personnel office.
The personnel office!

Thank you.

{ Man Over P.A.]
Roy Fleming to the desk, please.

Roy Fleming, please.

I'm Roy Fleming.

Donelli.

Your man Fleming,
Donelli.

You'll go
with Mr. Donelli.
Mm-hmm.

Oh, I had a little trouble
with my underwear.

I mean, the bag
over in the...

Follow me!
Mm-hmm.

Captain.
Donelli.

Fleming!

Gee, Mr. Donelli,
I don't think I'd ever be able
to do anything like that.

Don't worry.
You'll never have to.

This is your locker.
Oh, yeah.
Fleming.

Right.
Here you are.

In the mornings,
you sweep all locker area
and boiler room.

In the afternoons,
you wet down and mop.

Now, the tops of the lockers
should be kept... clean at all times.

They'll be inspected
by me personally daily
at 1700 hours.

Now, in the morning...
Excuse me, sir?
Uh...

Is this all sort of like
a part of a training program?

- What training program?
- You know... space.

This is your space, from there
to there. And I expect you
to keep it clean, Fleming.

Now, then...
You mean, l-l-l...
I'm a janitor?

Why, of course not.

My boy, you are WB-1074,
apprentice janitor.

I expect you every morning
at 8:00 sharp.

A janitor.

I'm a janitor!

A janitor.

Oh, Pa.

Operator.
Operator, I'd like to call
Sweetwater, Missouri.

That's Sweetwater-7143.

Just a moment please.

That will be one dollar
for three minutes, please.

- Thank you.
- Hello.

Hello, Ma, it's me, Roy.
I'm here and I'm not
an astronaut. I'm a janitor.

This is the Sweetwater
operator. Here is your party.
Uh, Ma?

That you, Roy?
You phonin' long distance?

Oh, hi, Pa.
Yeah, listen, Pa.

We expected to hear from you earlier,
if your plane got there on time.

Well, they had to put in
a couple of extra rest stops
on account of a lady.

How are ya, boy?
Are you okay?

Everybody here's
talkin' about you.
They're all sayin'...

They're sayin', "Looky there,
there goes Buck Fleming,
father of the astronaut."

Yeah, well, listen, Pa,
there's something
I gotta tell you.

And I bet I know what it is too.
You wanna thank me for putting
in your application.

Shucks, son,
that's what pa's are for:
To put in applications.

Pa, will ya listen
for a minute?

You're usin' up too much money
on the telephone, Roy. Bye, now.

But, Pa...
Over the top.

Pa!

{Jet Flying Overhead]

{ Man] Notice how important it is
to conserve your strength, gentlemen.

Excessive breathing
has resulted in clouding
of the face mask...

impairing the vision.

Keep in mind
that old third law
of Professor Newton:

"For every action,
there is an opposite
and equal reaction."

A dirty floor
is a bad floor.

Especially when
you go to wax it.

Now, you have got
to clean it first.

If you don't clean it,
then, brother, what
you've got is trouble.

Now, take a close look
at the trouble
this man is having.

This, gentlemen,
is the Zlobnik.

To the best of our knowledge,
it is the Russian counterpart to our...

fully automated personnel
capsule, the Eclipse.

Intelligence tells us that they're
getting pretty close to a launch date.

That's why we're
accelerating your training schedule.
Please bear with us.

Well, I don't think
I've got anything else.
Oh, yes, Major Gifford?

I'd like to see you and the rest
of the "A" team in the training
hangar for a press photo...

in five minutes.
Yes, sir.

Now, this here is our new
Jiffy Super 120-C.

And if you don't think
it's important, remember this:

A grain of dust
in the wrong place...

could wreck
the entire space program.

That's all for now.
Get to your stations.

- Oh, Fleming!
- Oh, yes, sir?

Fleming, you've been here
two weeks now...

and I don't think your mind
has been on your work
for one second!

Well, to tell you the truth,
my heart really isn't in this.

We are not interested
in your heart, Fleming.
We want your elbow grease.!

Well, you see, when I came here,
this isn't exactly what...
Fleming.

You're a disgrace
to Maintenance Engineering.

Did you get
your new Jiffy?
No, sir, I didn't.

Take mine.
Thank you, sir.

That's the greatest little mop
in the world, Fleming.
Use it properly.

Yes, sir.
Roy!
Fleming.

I'm sorry.
You're impossible!

Oh, I'm sorry.
Oh, l-l... I'm sorry...

I'm sorry, Major.
No sweat.

I didn't see you comin'.
Forget about it. What's the
deal? You with maintenance?

Oh, uh, well, uh...
That's kind of
an involved story there.

Yeah, I can imagine.
What happened?
Well...

remember when I told you
I was gonna be an astronaut?
Yeah, yeah.

Well, you see,
my father, uh...

Oh, you wouldn't wanna
hear about that.
No, no, go ahead.

Well, I got this letter
from the Space Agency...

Say a couple of you fellas
in the back move down
in the front here.

And perhaps this tall man
can move to the rear.
And also, the front row kneel.

So, ya see, I'm livin' a lie.
Everybody in Sweetwater
thinks I'm an astronaut.

I can't sleep.
I can't eat.
I'm gettin' thin.

Don't let it
throw you, pappy.
It'll all work out.

- There he is.
- That's him all right.

Buck Fleming's boy.
A-Okay, there.

Doggone it, Buck,
you did it again!

I always give Uncle Sam
the best I got. I did it
in '18 and I'm doin' it now.

E Pluribus Unum.!

Say, Buck, how come
Roy's holdin' a mop?

You don't think they're gonna
put that kind of information
in the paper, do you?

Oh,
clever government.

E Pluribus Unum.!
You better
believe it.

A-okay, there, Roy.

Fleming to Control.
Fleming to Control.
How do you read me?

Loud and clear!

You realize you are smoking inside
an expensive piece of equipment?
Sorry, sir.

You're sorry, sir?
Here's your mail.
Yes, sir.

You got five minutes to read it,
and then get busy. Understand?
Yes, sir.

Yes, sir.

Hi, Roy.
Oh, hi, Major.

Well, this has just
gone too far.

It's just gone too far.

Oh, I gotta stop this.

Mr. Donelli, uh...
Mr. Donelli, I uh...

I have to have
a little time off?
Time off?

You've only been here
three weeks.
I know that.

But, you see, uh... Well...

There's a little matter back home.
See, something has, uh...

Well, it's kind of
an emergency, actually.

What it is
is, uh...

My father's son
is in trouble.

- Your father's son?
You mean your brother?
- No, he's an only child.

Look, what are
ya talkin' about?

The man obviously
has a problem, Donelli.
Why don't you let him go?

Well, if it's uh...
If it's an emergency,
but don't take too long.

Oh, no, no.
A day or two will be plenty.
Thank you, Mr. Donelli.

Thank you.

He gets very excited.
Oh, you just can't get
good help anymore.

Hiya, boy.
Hi, Pa.

Got your wire. Couldn't wait
for you to get here. Couldn't wait!

Well, I'm here.
Of course you are.

Come on in.
Let me look at you.

Ah, you look great.

Oh, well.
Hard as nails.
Brown as a berry.

Let me feel that arm.

It's a whole new arm.

Well, uh... Uh...

Listen, Pa, the reason
I came home is there's
something I gotta tell you.

I bet you got a million things
you wanna tell me.
Yeah, that's true.

But there's one thing
in particular, Pa.
You see, the...

Ten-hut!
No, no, no, Pa.

Come on, get
those shoulders back.
Pa...

Suck in that gut!

Pass in review!

Surprise!

Oh, kiss
your Uncle Roy.

Oh.
Oh, I'll never wash
her face again.

Remember me?
Well, sure, Aunt Zana.

I used to change
his didies.

I remember.
Frieda Wilcox.

Oh, Frieda Wilcox,
for heaven sakes, sixth grade.

What's the capital
of Wisconsin?
Uh, capital of Wisconsin?

Pingo remembers him.
Look. Oh, Pingo remembers Roy.

Oh, yeah,
I remember Pingo too.

Let the mother through, folks.
Let the mother through.
Oh, Roy!

Oh, Ma.
Oh, it's so nice
to have you home, son.

- Well, it's nice to be home, Ma.
- My boy is home, Mother.

I see that, Arbuckle.
Back off, everybody.
Back off.

I wanna get a picture
of Roy and Buck together.
Well.

Put your arm around him,
Buck.
Ah.

All right, smile, smile.

Somebody say money.
That'll make 'em smile.

One, two, three.

A-Okay, there.
Hi, Plank.
How are ya?

Is Ellie here?
She'll be along soon.

I used to change his didies.

Here comes the cake.

Oh, Clara, that
is just marvelous.
Come on.

That's a space cake
for ya.

Roy, you have to cut
the first piece.

Well, all right.
Hold it, Roy.
I wanna get a picture.

Oh, well wait, honey.
All right.

Wait. You're just
a little too sweet.

All right. All right.
Mother.

Everybody smile.

One, two, three.

Oh.

Cut the cake, Roy.
Yeah.

Oh, Roy, wait! I forgot.
We have a little surprise for you.

Your nieces, Karen...

and Lorna and Nancy
and Darlene...

have made up a little song
just for you.

Well, bless
their hearts.
All right, girls.

"The Song Of Space,"
dedicated to Uncle Roy.

They wrote it their selves.

Up and down, around and around

Up and down we go

Here and there, around the air

Satellites aglow

We will flit in orbit

Spinning out in space

Roy, Roy, atta boy

You are no disgrace

That's Roy.!

They're so sweet.
They're so sweet.

I used to change his didies.

Roy, you better cut the cake.
Roy, before you do...

how about doin'
a countdown for us?

Do a countdown for us.
Everybody wants to hear it.

Come on, Tiger.
Just one time.

Go on, do it, Roy.

Well.

Five, four...

three, two, one.

Oh, that was beautiful.
You're the greatest.

Cut the cake.
Oh, yeah.

Well... let's see.

Right down the center.

Pingo wants to see the cake.
Let Pingo see the cake.

My cake!

Look at Pingo!
Look at him.

He loves cake.

Ooh! How dare you!

Come with Mama.
We'll get away.

Hey.
Uh, cake, anyone?

I think I'll just
have some coffee.

He only tasted one piece of it!

Oh, I hate Pekingese!

You never know
what they're thinking.

I guess you have a lot
of technical equipment
up there, right, Roy?

Technical equipment.
You wanna talk about
technical equipment, huh?

Well, I'll tell you about
your technical equipment.

That place is just full
of great big things.
Oh.

What about them stimulators?
Oh, Plank.

Not stimulators.
That's simulators.

Yeah, that's it.
What about them?

Well, you wanna know
about simulators.

Well, I guess you all heard
a lot about simulators...

but I'm gonna tell you
something about 'em
you never heard before.

They gotta be dusted
everyday and wet-mopped
once a week underneath.

Uh, if this is secret stuff,
you don't have to...

No, no, that's okay, Pa.
It's okay. Rush?

Roy, you read a lot
about them centrifuges.

What are they like exactly,
technically speaking?

Technically speaking...

Well, I guess,
technically speaking...

you'd say that
that's where us guys
go to get our "G's."

Oh.

"G's?"
Uh, slip of the lip
will sink a ship.

Uh, I better not go
too far into that, Plank.
But I will tell you this.

That thing goes so fast
that all the paint starts to peel.

And that paint has to be scraped
and sanded down.

The whole
thing has to be waxed.

That's your centrifuge.

During your reentry,
when do you open
your drogue parachute?

Uh, the usual time.
Uh, next question?

- When is that?
- Uh, when it's time. Bert?

Specifically when?

When I darn well please,
that's when! Bert?

Uh...

what do they get for a haircut
at the center, Roy?

Well, I wouldn't know
about that, Bert.

Nobody touches this head
but you.

Phoney!

I've got a question.

Why don't we all dance?
Ellie.

Oh, that's a fine idea.

Uh, excuse me.
Arbuckle, why don't you
put something on the phonograph.

You sure got a way
with words, Roy.

Well it's all just a matter
of knowing your subject.

Hi, Ellie.
Hello, Roy.

Boy, I sure am glad you came.
I wouldn't have missed this
for anything.

You look good, Ellie. Three
weeks sure hasn't hurt you none.

Well, you look like
they've been treating you well.

I've been wearing
suede shoes and eatin'
chow mein every night.

Say, it's gettin'
kinda hot in here.

Why don't we step outside and
get a breath of fresh air, huh?

I haven't really had a chance
to say hello to anybody yet.
You'll have time for that later.

Come on.
All right.

Aren't you proud
of him, Buck?
I sure am.

You know what we ought do?
We oughta go down to that space
place someday and visit Roy.

Hey, that's a good idea.
We'll do that!
The three of us.

Yeah.

Tell me all about
what you've been doing.

I'm kinda all
talked out on that.
I bet it's exciting.

Well, yeah,
it's-it's exciting.

You know, Roy,
the whole town is really
very proud of you.

Well.

You too?
Especially me.

Really?
Mm-hmm.

I'm really very proud
of you, Roy.

Uh, Ellie?
Hmm?

You know, l-I never
told this to anybody before.

I guess it's because
I never been away before...

but while I was away,
I missed you more than
I've ever missed anybody.

You're very sweet, Roy.

Oh, a tire swing!

Well, can we both
fit in there?

Gimme a push, Roy.
Well, all right.

There you go.

"I think that I shall never see
a poem so lovely as a tree."

Oh, Roy, you're delightful.
Get behind me and give me
a great big push.

I'm delightful?

- Whee-ee!
- Roy?

Roy?

Roy?

I'm sorry, Roy, but I don't
like to be taken by surprise.
I don't wanna talk about it!

Oh, wait a minute, Roy.
I think my father
was calling me.

Now, wait a minute, please.
Come over here and sit down.

Now, take the handkerchief
away and let me see it.
Uh-uh.

Come on.
No.

Now, let Ellie kiss the hurt.

There ya are, boy.

I've been waitin' up
for ya.

You're a real Fleming, boy.

Kiss the girls and make 'em cry.

Well.

Come on, Roy.
We'll have a little schnapps
together before we go to bed.

Some party, eh?
Yeah.

Well, this made us wiser
than the Kaiser.

Hey, Roy. You had something
you were gonna tell me when you
first came in. What was it?

Hmm?
Oh, yeah.

- Yeah, I did.
- Shoot.

Well, Pa, it's like this.

Now, the thing is
that I don't want you
to feel bad or anything...

and I know what this whole thing
means to you, but the actual,
factual matter is...

that the...

Well, I'm gonna quit
the astronaut program.

You're gonna quit?

Did these old ears of mine
hear Buck Fleming's boy
say he's gonna quit?

Now, Pa, I know all about your
war record and I'm darn proud
of it: Have been for years.

But you see... Now, me,
I'm not cut out for it.

But, Roy... you can't quit, boy.

- Why not, Pa?
- Well...

I'm gonna tell you
somethin' about myself
that you never heard before.

Sit down.

Your old man is a fake.
What do you mean?

It's my war record.
Yeah,
I'm darn proud of it.

Well, don't be.

You know what I really did
during the Great War?

I was a librarian
at Fort Dix.

I didn't even leave
the country.

Librarian?

At Fort Dix?

What about your pension?
Your wound?

The Encyclopedia Britannica
fell on me.

"B" to "D".

You mean to tell me
that all this time...
That's right.

Well...

Oh, Pa.

So you see,
I've been countin' on you, Roy.

Oh, Pa!

Please, Roy!
But th... But th...

D-Don't you worry, Pa.

Ah, I'll, uh...

I'll work it all out somehow.

Eh... D-Don't you worry.

Good night, Pa.

I've never been out
to the airfield before.
You were here three weeks ago!

I mean, outside of that.

Royal, I hear you and Ellie
spent a lot of time
in the garden last night.

Yeah, that's right,
Ma, we did.

Have you got anything
to tell me?
No, we're just good friends.

...past Altoona
and connections forward.

Well, looks like we're
leavin' kinda early today.

Now boarding at gate number one.
Passengers, all aboard please.

Roy!
I got off work early.

Oh, that's wonderful.
Gee, l-I didn't think
you were gonna be here.

Oh, what's that?

She was my favorite
when I was a little girl. Do me a favor.
Take her into space with you.

Oh, uh,
why, sure, sure.

Now boarding at gate number one.
Passengers, all aboard, please.

Well, guess
it's time to go.

Ma... bye.

Bye, son.
Plank.

Good luck,
Roy.
Rush. Bye, Roy.

I can't find no words, son.

It's okay, Pa.

Bye, Ellie.

We're just good friends, Ma.

Houston.

Running away
from home?

Mama.

Now this here is the monitor control center.
But that's none of your business.

You just get busy
and wax the floor.
Yes, sir.

You know, you've been back a week
and haven't caught up on your work yet.
Well, l...

I'll plug it in
for you.
Oh.

Oh, thank you, sir.
Well, I'm not completely
rotten, you know.

I'll be back in an hour to see
how you're getting along.
Yes, sir.

Uh, excuse me, sir.

Are you getting
Sweetwater?
What water?

Sweetwater.
Sweetwater, Missouri.

No, that's right outside the building.
The place is full of tourists.

Right outside the building?

Oh, the tourists won't
bother you. They're just...

I've never been
on the indoors of
a space airfield before.

Well,
you have now.
You're tellin' me.

This is the place, all right.
But I sure don't see no Roy.

Maybe he's
up in space.

Ah, they'd have sent Buck
a postcard or something.

Yeah.

"Representation
of lunar surface."

This here is what
your moon looks like.
Ohh.

Take a picture of me
standin' on the moon.
That ain't really the moon.

- We don't have to tell anybody.
- Oh, yeah.

Ready? One...

two, three.

Oh!
Oh!

Uh-oh! I better
get down off the moon.

Howdy, sir.
I'm looking for my son,
Roy Fleming.

He's one of your own kind.
Pa, what in the world
are you doin' here?

Roy! Hey, Roy's
inside there!

Well, doggone!

Ain't that a sight!

We thought we'd come down
and surprise ya.
Well, you sure did!

Course, I am kinda busy,
you know.
A-Okay there, boy.

Roy, I'm so doggone proud
of you I can't stand it!

Well...
Uh, how come somebody else's
name is on there?

Ain't that your suit?

Uh, no...
mine's at the cleaner's.
Oh.

Neatness counts,
you know.

Boy, they sure don't want you
to lose that silver satchel, do they, Roy?

This is your
air conditioner.
Air conditioner?

Yeah, you can control your own
air. That's your switch there.

Wow!

You don't want your blood boilin'
when you're doin' space stuff.

The things
they have to know.

Yeah.

Roy, would you give us
the grand tour?

Well...
All right.

Now, this, of course, is your,
uh, your training area in here.

Now, this here is a... capsule...

and this here is a,
uh, your rocket.

Now, this,

This here is your, your rail.

I don't know if you've noticed,
but there's no smoking in this area at all.

This floor used to be covered
with cigarette butts.

What do you think of
this floor, by the way?
Sure is shiny.

This is your floor.
Got a nice shine to it.

This place is just full of gadgets.
This is where the astronauts...

Get their... Pa?

Huh?

Pa! Turn off the switch!
Turn the air-conditioning switch.

Aa-Aa-Aah.!

Turn the air-conditioning!
Turn the switch!
What?

Huh?
The air-conditioning switch!
Turn it off!

Find it! Find it!
Is there
a switch there?

Where's the switch,
Roy?
Are you all right?

It's cold! It's snow!
Gotta get you
out of this thing.

Here, here!

Is that the switch,
now, Roy?
Snow!
Ooh, it's cold!

You warm enough yet, son?
Ah, don't worry
about me, Pa.

This body is a finely-tuned
space instrument.

I hope they don't get mad about
that hole in your suit there.

I'll sew it up.
Good.

Now, son, what is this here that
we're standing in front of?

Uh, this here is your, uh,
low-pressure chamber.

It's an
environment simulator.
You want to conduct this tour?

Heck, no...
You think you know
more about it than I do?

I didn't say that.
Then tick-a-lock.
Okay?

But it says right there,
"Environment Simulator".

Well, look! Do you think that...

in a highly-classified place like this
you can believe everything you read?

Oh!
Oh-ho-ho!
I'm sorry!

Yeah.

Now, where was I?
Oh, yeah.

We're now standing in front of
the "environment simulator"...

And this is
a very highly-secret...

classified piece
of equipment.

Why don't you get inside
and let me get a picture?
Oh. All right.

Close the hatch,
Roy.

Look out, now.
You all set?

All set.!

One... two...
three!

Hey, how come
it worked?

I don't know. I touched
the same button and all.
Pa?

Pa.!
What?

It's me, Pa.

You wanna just try
and get that hatch open?

What's the matter?
Can't you get out?

Of course I can get out.
Just open the hatch.
Which one, Roy?

Any one.! Just open the hatch.!

You stuck in there?
Yeah, I'm stuck in here.!
Open the hatch.!

What're you doin'out there?
Get me outta here.!

Uh, Roy, there doesn't seem
to be any knob on this thing.

Now, is there something in there
that you could push out?

Roy!
Roy, you all right?

Stand back!

You tore the guy's suit!
The guy's suit is all...

Okay! All right! Now...

Now, the next thing
I'd like to demonstrate...

Roy, are you gonna
get in trouble for
wreckin' this thing?

Don't worry about it.
Don't worry about it.
Just follow me.

Hey,
there's Gifford.
Yeah.

Major.
Howdy, boys.

Hey, look at that!
Hey!

Boy, I hope
it's one of ours.
Heh-heh-heh!

Now, this little baby
is really somethin' to see.

This here is your
high-speed rocket sled.
I'll bet she goes like 60.

Sixty?
Plank.

This little sweetheart'll
take ya up to 1100 miles per.

That's
one-one-double zero, fella!

Get in it, Roy.
Let's see how ya look.
Oh, well, I, uh...

Go on, Roy, get in.
Go on, Roy, get it.

Well, all right. I'll just get in here
and show you how she looks.

Roy, put on your helmet.
I wanna get a picture.
Uh, oh, all right.

Be careful.
She might take off with ya.
You don't have to worry, Pa.

See here?
"Rockets will not fire unless, 1:

Master switch "A'
is turned on."

Let's see,
it'd be this right here.

Track-release ratchets are
activated by pulling lever "B"'.

Lever "B"'d be that.

And "3: Ignition button cover
is removed." There ya are.

And "4, ignition button is depressed."

See there?

When you got this much
power in a thing...

You gotta be careful to arrange
everything so just not anybody...

Whoa, boy!

{ Alarm Blaring]

{ Alarm Continues,
Emergency Vehicle Sirens Blaring]

I think I can tell you
what went wrong there!
That was wonderful, Roy!

You see, the thing is,
I didn't mean to...
Just great! A real treat!

- Mr. Donelli!
- Fleming!

Who is this guy?
I'm ashamed to say,
one of my apprentice janitors.

Janitor?
{ Donelli] That's right.
The worst 1074 we've ever had.!

Fleming, pick up your
check in the morning.
You are fired!

Well... I'll see you
at the front gate.

I recall I left my hat
at the training center.

Got my hat.

Uh-huh.

Well, I suppose I'll be home
by supper, the way Plank drives.

Uh-huh.

Yeah.

Be home 'bout supper.

The way Plank drives.

Yeah.

Well, I'll be seeing ya.

Pa?

You shoulda
told me, boy.

I'm sorry.

Guess you'll be along tomorrow
after you get your pay?

I'll see ya.

Pa?

Ten-hut.

No, son.

We're just a couple of losers.

{ Crowd Shouting, Whooping]
Four, three, two, one...

ignition, blastoff!

{ Drunken Laughing, Shouting]

{ Man] Come on, let's go.
Come on, now, let's go.

{ Crowd] Ten, nine, eight, seven,
six, five, four, three...

two, one,
ignition, blastoff!

{ Man] Here we go.!
{ Crowd]
Ten, nine, eight, seven...

six, five, four, three...

two, one,
ignition, blastoff!

Go get 'im, boy!
Go get 'im,
Charlie!

Atta boy!

Hey, come on!
Take a turn, slim!
Come on in!

Come on!
Get on the pad, boy!
Get in there!

Here you go.
Have a drink!
Here we go. Come on.

Ten, nine, eight, seven...

six, five, four, three...

two, one,
ignition, blastoff!

Come on there, slim!
Atta boy, slim!
Go, go, go, go!

Put it right down there,
slim!
Go, go, go, go!

Sorry to keep you waiting,
gentlemen. Dr. Bowen.

Cervantes.
Your permission, sir.

Let's get at it. Anything
further from intelligence?
Not since that last report.

Can I have your attention,
please, gentlemen?

As you know,
the projected launch date
for the Eclipse...

was to be in the middle of July.

Major Gifford here
was going to man the capsule.

However, the Russians
have thrown us a curve.

Oh, thank you.

Here it is.

In exactly 48 hours,
1500 Greenwich time...

the Russians plan to launch
their fully-automated capsule.

That's bad enough, but on top
of beating us to the punch...

In order to fully demonstrate
the reliability of their automation...

their capsule will be
solely occupied by an individual who...

now get this...
is neither an aviator nor an astronaut.

This is ridiculous!
They are in fact, gentlemen,
sending up a dentist!

They must be kidding!
A man with no experience
in space technology whatsoever.

I don't get it.
It's very simple.

They're going to show the world
that their automated capsule...

is so foolproof,
they can send anybody up in it.

- Scotty, what's the story on Eclipse?
- We've got a vehicle ready.

We can mount Eclipse on it
and be ready for launch in 36 hours.

- Bob, how 'bout weather?
- C.A.V.U. Will hold, all down the range.

That would give us
a 12-hour jump
on the Russians.

Now our most pressing problem
is finding the man to take this ride:

The least qualified individual
you can possibly think of.

In other words, the last man on earth
that you would send into space.

Sir, I have a suggestion.

Ten, nine, eight, seven...

six, five, four, three...

two, one,
ignition, blastoff!

Wonderful, Roy!

You mean you fired him?

That's right.
He was always...
Where'd he go?

I don't know. I saw him
leaving the center
about two hours ago.

Come on, Charlie.

One more time!
Ten, nine, one,
'nition, 'lastoff!

Atta boy!

Go, go, go, go!

Well, let's try
down on "B" Street.

Oh, no. He's not the type
to hang out in bars.

The way he's feeling,
he's liable to hang out anywhere.

Do you live
with your folks?

Oh, come on!

Hey, nice goin',
slim!
Hey, you're welcome!

Hey, bartender,
another beer!

Would you like
another little drinkie?
No, thank you.

I have had
an elegant sufficiency.

You're a high school
grad, aren't ya?

Of course!

Do you happen to know
with whom you happen
to be with?

Whom?

Exactly.

Watch out for that,
slim!
Right, right.

Hey, bartender,
where's that beer?

Do you know
what I did today...

that just happens
to be highly-secret...

classified information?

No.

{ Crashing]

I soloed, by myself...

a rocket sled
at 11,000 miles an hour.

What do you think
about that?

Hey, bartender!
S'that other beer?

- Hold out your hand this time.
- A-Okay, there!

Fire one!

Uumph! Uuh!
Aah, Maj!

Oh, Maj, listen,
I'm really sorry
about today.

I'm gonna buy you all
a new sled.

In fact, you tell Mr. Cervantes
I'm pretty sure my car insurance
will cover all that.

Roy, forget about the sled.
No kidding,
I'm really sorry!

Now, listen,
snap out of it.
Uh... Yeah...

Come on, now. I've got something
very important to tell you.
Yeah?

Like what? What could
be worse? My own father
doesn't love me anymore!

Listen, there's a good chance
for you to go up in space.
What're you talking about?

That's right.
They want to send you up
in the Eclipse.

Me? How come me?
We'll explain it
to you later.

Will you do it, Roy?
Come on, Roy,
what do you say?

Will you go
into orbit?

You put her on the pad, boys.
I'll take her up.

G'nother beer, bartender!

{ Patrons Chuckling]

All you have to do, Fleming,
is go for the ride. You'll
have no duties to perform.

Repeat this number:
41, 36...
41.

Ever had fits of depression?
You're not listening.
36.

You get finished here,
I'll fly you to the launch area.

You'll be able
to communicate with us,
but don't touch anything.

Ever contemplated suicide?
I won't touch anything.

Ears look all right.
He hasn't answered me.

My ears look all right.
Well, how about it,
is he all right?

As far as I can see...
I would say that...

Good. I want you to know
that you're doing this...

of your own free will,
understood?
36.

That's good enough for me!
Come on!

Everything all right
back there, Roy?

Roy? Roy?

Cape Kennedy.

Cervantes or Fleming
arrive yet?

Cervantes arrived five minutes
ago, but Fleming isn't with him.
He's not with Cervantes?

- We'd better scratch.
- T-minus 14 minutes and counting.

I thought for sure
he'd be with Cervantes.

Holy Toledo!

Oh, no.
No, not me.

They're not gettin' me up in that.

{ Father's Voice] Quit?
Did these ears hear Buck Fleming's boy
say he's gonna quit?

{ Roy]
You see... Me, now,
I'm not cut out for it.

{ Father]
The whole town's talkin

They say,
"There goes Buck Fleming,
father of the astronaut. '"

A toast, Rush.

{ Rush]
Roy Fleming: A credit
to his town, father, nation...

and now,
the entire universe.

{ Buck]
Over the top, boy.
Ten-hut.! About face.!

Hut, two, three, four.!
Hut, two, three, four.!

Hut, two, three, four.!
Hut, two, three, four.!

Hut, two, three, four.!

T-minus eight and counting.
Still green, still green.

Is he ready?
He's on his way
to the gantry.

Now, look.
You just take the ride.
Let us handle it.

Good luck, Fleming.

Uh, about how high up
are we now?

'Bout 15 stories.

You guys wanna hear
something funny?
I can't stand heights.

And you wanna know why?

Well, when I was little,
my cousin Elwood and me...

we climbed up in this big apple tree,
you know, to steal apples.

Well, it was a real tall tree.
Taller than my father's room.
You could see all over.

Well, we got up there
and the wind began to blow...

and that tree began
to shake and sway.

I really was scared
I was gonna fall.

So, ever since that time,
I've been afraid of heights and
that's why I don't wanna go.

I said I don't wanna go!
I don't wanna go, guys!

{ Man Over P.A.]
T-minus one minute.
Clear the launch area.

Guys, I don't wanna go!

{ P.A.]
T-minus 50 seconds.
Still counting.

Waah! Hey!
Uh! Aah!
{ Siren Sounding]

{ Hatch Creaking]

{ P.A.]
T-minus 30 seconds.
Green condition, all go.

Not yet! I'm not in!

Hey, aah! Aa-Aa-Aah!

{ P.A.]
Fifteen, fourteen, thirteen...

twelve, eleven, ten...

nine, eight, seven,
Hold on.
Hold on! Oh!

Six, five, four...

three, two, one,

Zero, ignition.

{ Rocket Engines Rumbling]

All systems are go.

Looks good.
How's Fleming, Dr. Lowe?

Heart rate, high; blood
pressure, high; temperature,
high; respiration, erratic.

{ Gifford Over Radio]
Take it easy, Roy, take it easy.

Good liftoff, real good.

Thank you.

- All lights green.
- Tracking radar, go.

- Ground telemetry, go.
- Communications, go.

{ Gifford]
Booster engine cutting off.
Stand by for staging.

First stage separating.

Uhh!

Hello! Hello down there!
She broke!

She broke!
I felt a big hunk fall off!

Take it easy, Roy. Take it easy.
Your first stage separated.

Nothing to worry about.
Everything's going real good.

You'll be coming into range
of the Bermuda Tracking Station now.

Gee, I've always wanted
to go to Bermuda.

Uh, heart rate, blood pressure,
respiration, approaching normal.

Uh, about how high up
am I now?

Altitude:
Approximately 90 miles.

Rapid increase in
pulse rate, blood pressure
and respiration.

Coming up
on second stage.
Roy.

In 15 seconds your second stage
is going to fall off.
Now, nothing is broken.

It's all right.

Second stage gone.
No sweat, chickie.

{ Chuckling]
Atta boy, Roy. Atta boy.

Say, uh, Fred?
Uh, there's something
I forgot to ask you.

Eh, it's kind of
important right now.
How do you...

Oh, yes. Well,
the procedure on that...

What you do is...

You're kidding!

We interrupt the showing
of Doughboys in Action
with a news bulletin.

Doggone interruptions,
interruptions!

The war'll be back
in just a minute, Arbuckle.

The United States has scored
a beat on the Russians...

by putting the first
untrained layman in space.

A janitor named Royal Fleming
from Sweetwater, Missouri...

has been launched in the
Eclipse 1, the space agency's
first fully-automated capsule.

Stay tuned for more details.
Mother, did you hear that?
They launched our son!

Mother!
Wake up, Mother!

Wake up! They, they...

Doggone, I wonder if
the boys are watchin'?

Mother, Mother, they...
Oh, Arbuckle, l...

Yes, ladies and gentlemen,
Eclipse control has confirmed...

that after five minutes
and 30 seconds into mission...

Roy Fleming,
the courageous janitor,
is in orbit.

Hey! Hello?

I'm loose!

I'm floating!
Get me down! Hello!

You should be strapped
in your seat, Roy.
Get back in there.

Hey, you guys!
Help!

How're you doing, Roy?

Hey-ey-ey! Aah!

Roy, are you all right?

Hey! Hey!
Hey, you guys!

Showing
a 360-degree-per-second roll.

Hey! What's going...
Wha...

Hey, stop this thing!
It's turning!

Roy, don't touch those controls.
Let go of that handle.

Roy.!
Let go of that handle.!

Okay.

Uhh...

Roy, you all right?
Come in, please.

Come in, Roy, come in.

- { Tape Swooshing]
- Come in, Roy, come in.

Mama.

What was that?
Mama.

Roy, are you all right?

He might be suffering
from hallucinatory regression as
a result of cosmic bombardment...

or it's possible
he's inhaled some helium and
it's affected his vocal chords...

or...
Or what?

He's had a baby.

Fleming's orbit
is going very well.

Within minutes, Eclipse
will be picked up...

By the Grand Canary Island
Tracking Station, the next
monitoring base in the network.

That doggone kid!
Now it's all clear to me.

He had to lie to me.
It was a government secret.

Buck Fleming's boy
in space!
A-Okay there!

Hello? Hello? Hey, you guys,
I got in the chair all right.

He seems to have
settled down some.

Good, good. Let's try
the eating experiments.

Okay. Roy, we'd like to conduct
some eating experiments. How
would you like some crackers?

Uh, no thanks,
I had an apple on the bus.

Have some crackers anyway.
Reach down on the left side
of your command seat.

You'll find a plastic packet.

Have you got it?
A-Okay on the crackers.

Fred, is there
any peanut butter?

You'll find a plastic tube
in the food cabinet
below your left elbow.

At last report, astro-janitor Fleming
is enjoying a hearty meal...

while orbiting the earth
at 17,000 miles an hour.

Chew each bite
28 times, dear.

I'm getting a red on
the flight programming computer.

No!
Check that again.

No, still getting a red.

Control to Eclipse.
Roy, we're getting
a minor malfunction...

on your flight programming
computer tape.

Will you check it, please?
It's above your head
to the right.

We're full of it here.
It's a mess.

Roy...

can you very carefully put
that tape back on those reels?

Well, I'll try.

Is it all right if I don't
finish the crackers?

It has been confirmed
the Eclipse is in trouble.

The difficulty lies
in the programming computer,
which is similar to a tape recorder.

This tape carries the impulses
which tell the Eclipse
what to do and when to do it.

In other words,
the mechanical brain
of the capsule.

Without it, astro-janitor
Roy Fleming may be doomed
to stay forever in orbit.

How are you doing, Roy? Got
that tape back on the reels?
I'm workin' on it.

If anything happens
to that boy, I'll never
forgive myself.

{ Newscaster]
This emergency is being handled
with great courage by Fleming.

This young man,
never before in space...

is calmly rewinding
the computer tape by hand.
Buck Fleming's boy.

No.

Roy Fleming.

How you doing, Roy?

Don't worry about it, Fred.
I got it all back on. It's fine.

Roy, we still have a red
on the computer here.

Well, I do have some crackers
and peanut butter mixed in
with it. Is that important?

Hello?

Roy?
Standing by.

Without that, you won't be
coming down again.

You're kidding.

Pulse rate, blood pressure
and respiratory: Emergency readings!

We should've used
a monkey or a dog
or something.

Roy.

What?
You should be over our tracking
station on Canton Island.

Look out the window.
Oh, no, I'm not gonna
look out the window!

Look out the window.
That's an order!

Well... all right.

I'm looking out.

Uh, hey.

Holy smoke!

How're you doing, Roy?

Now listen to me. In a few seconds,
you should be over Kauai
in the Hawaiian Islands.

When you see that...

He's gone dead.
We're transmitting.
He's not getting through.

Roy?
Roy, come in, Roy.
That poor devil.

The trouble's in the Eclipse.
There's no malfunction here.

Fred! Fred, talk to me!

L-I read you, Roy.
Can you read me?

Fred! Mr. Cervantes!

Anybody at that end!

Listen, you guys, I just saw Hawaii.
What was I supposed to...

Hawaii.

Hawaii!

We are now passing over
the Hawaiian Islands.

Our flight plan will carry us
to the recovery area 100 miles
southeast of the Bahamas.

Starting our
retro-rocket countdown.

Five, four, three, two, one.

He's bringing her down!

See anything, Al?
No.

I don't understand it.
He should be splashing down.

Radar says
he's definitely
in this area.

{ Siren Blaring]

{ Crowd Cheering]

Fleming!
Captain Ferguson.
Welcome aboard.

Thank you! What'd you think
of my little joke there?

Well done, Fleming.
You deserve a great deal
of credit.

Well, it's all a matter
of keeping a clear head...

and solving your problems
one by one as they come up.

That's about
all there is to it.
Follow me below.

The doctors
are waiting to give you
a medical debriefing.

Well, I'm sure they'll
find me in shipshape, skipper.

And as soon as they're finished,
a jet fighter will have you
ashore in 15 minutes.

Jet fighter?

Uh, how long does
the ship take?

I'm proud of you, Roy!
Be happy, son!

I'm proud!
Good-bye.

Good luck!
Bye-bye, Papa.

Good-bye, darlin'.
Be happy.

Bye.
All right,
be happy now.

I hope she has a good time.