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[Om Alec Khaoli's "Say You Love Me"]

[upbeat electronic music]

* *

- It was irresponsible.

- Irresponsible? - Absolutely.

They spent what?

A trillion dollars plus countless man hours,

not to mention political capital,

trying to get one dude back from Mars.

- Political capital? It united the world.

- Yeah, for a hot second, but what if they failed?

Everyone would have been like, um, excuse me,

you know there are people dying here, right?

- People are always dying on Earth.

You can't change that.

But if you get the opportunity to bring back Matt Damon--

- No, screw Matt Damon.

- That's just harsh.

- Dude, it costs an average of $1,200 to save a life.

- 12--what?

- When you give money to charity--

the ones that are actually gonna save lives

are the ones that clean water and give out

medicine and stuff, right?

- Matt Damon's charity literally cleans water.

- So when you factor in administrative costs,

and how many people would actually die without help,

that works out to 1,200 bucks per life.

- Okay, so what you're saying is, you take a trillion

and divided by 1,200 and you can save

833 million people's lives on Earth?

- You just do that math right now?

- I'm wicked smart.

- I know, it's just, you look like so dumb.

- Okay.

Checkmate.

- Dang. - Boom.

- Okay.

[pensive music]

* *

- You really don't think

they're sending anybody to save us?

- I mean...

[chicken clucking]

I'm sure they're doing what they can.

Within reason.

[chicken clucking]

Benson would probably take your side.

- Yeah, well, Benson went crazy.

- Play again? - You wanna lose again?

- I just don't think we should wait around

to be saved, you know?

We gotta save ourselves.

- Or accept the inevitability of our fates.

- One of the two.

- Two of the three.

- Three of the four. - Comme ci, comme ça.

- [indistinct]

- * Girl, it feels so good *

* To know you're mine *

* *

* You've got the love that keeps me going *

* Forever and ever *

* You've got the love *

* You've got the love that keeps me going *

* Forever and ever *

[machines beeping]

[engine roaring]

[upbeat music]

* *

- Come on! Come on! Come on! Come on!

You might as well give up now. I'm clearly dominating you.

- I'll dominate your face!

* *

[pan sizzling]

- Yes.

- Wait, two?

Don't you only have, like, ten left?

- Yeah, I know, but...

my blueberry and marijuana hybrid won't flower,

so blowing off some steam.

- Well, go nuts, kid.

But don't pop and drive.

Pew.

* *

Morning.

Your mama called!

She said she doesn't miss you and you're gonna lose.

- Oh. Your mama called.

And she said she's your sister,

you smell like poop, and you're gonna lose.

- My mom is my sister?

* *

- Come on, we gon' watch a movie.

Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on.

[goat bleats]

- Okay. - Oh, oh, oh, oh.

- "Die Hard." - "Casablanca." [snorts]

- "Die Hard." - "Casablanca." Come on.

"Casablanca" is the best love story ever.

- Blargh.

I want Hans Gruber.

- Why would you do that?

- [in German accent] Hans Gruber.

- Okay.

"Sense and Sensibility."

It's Hans Gruber in a love story.

Come on.

- Okay. - Boom. Look at that.

Get comfortable. This is kinda great.

- [clears throat]

[upbeat electronic music]

* *

Hey, girl.

- Error. Comms fail.

Please contact your nearest NASA representative.

- Hello.

Earth?

[Frank McComb's "White Line in the Sky"]

It's your girl DJ J-J-Jane.

Coming to you live from outer space.

And we've got a sick lineup for you all,

so buckle up and enjoy the ride.

- Navigation failed.

- [sighs]

- * I wanna be *

* As free as that white line in the sky *

[soft sultry music]

* You can stay *

* In these last evil days if you want to *

- You ready?

- Dur.

Well, have you tried the raspberries or the blackberry?

- Yes, I've tried everything.

But the blueberry is the one that's most genetically in line

with the marijuana plant, so it should work.

- Well, I believe in you.

You'll figure it out.

- Thanks, Mom.

- All right. What's the verdict?

- Oh, you're gonna see.

- [laughs] Oh, no.

No, not the cowboy hat.

- [laughs]

- Can you at least play Dolly?

[lively country music playing]

Not gonna happen.

- When you played Bieber, I didn't say anything.

It's my turn, and I wanna two-step.

We can two-step, that is fine,

but could we do it to something less soul suckingly awful?

- No. - Please?

Come on, I'm sure you have something in there

that's actually good.

- Okay.

[Stirling March's "Under Cover Lover"]

- Oh.

- Ooh.

- [laughs] Yeah.

Oh. - Now you go forward.

Bring it back.

Then it's one, two, three, jump rope.

- That's cute. - Then you turn.

- You did this lots, right? - Yeah.

One, two, three, then you jump.

Hey. - Okay, okay.

- Turn. Oh. - Oh.

- Okay.

both: Oh!

- Uh, uh, uh, ah! - Hey.

- Ha, ha, ha, turn.

- * An old-fashioned girl *

* But her style was hard to beat *

- Hey! Oh-ho-ho-ho!

- Clap. Oh, oh, oh, bang!

[laughs]

Give me that snake.

both: Oh. Oh.

- Pause. Get it. Get it. - [grunting]

Whoo! Ah. [laughter]

- There it is. There it is.

Go back, go back.

- * Under cover lover, baby *

- Mm. Mm.

Oh. - Oh, we're turning.

- Mm. Mm.

- So...

I need to call you out on something.

- Okay.

- I was walking through the greenhouse this morning,

and I stepped in some milky goop.

- Oh. [laughs] My bad.

- Dude. - What?

I thought I cleaned it all up.

- That's where our food grows.

That's where the girls sleep.

[chicken clucking]

Oh, my God, were they... [whispering] Watching you?

- They're chickens.

- Ew. - All right.

That's enough slut shaming.

- I am not shaming you.

Masturbation is, like, super healthy.

But I keep it in my room because I'm not a dirty ho.

- Dirty ho?

Maybe we should do it.

- Do what?

- It.

[soft music]

- What? - What?

- [laughs]

- What? I'm serious.

- Oh, man. He's lost it.

- Look, in case you haven't noticed,

we're doomed to spend the rest of our miserable lives

floating around on this ship.

So it would be crazy for us not to bang, right?

- Well, when you put it like that.

- [grunting] So you're in?

- No. - Why not? [grunts]

Look, first of all,

I don't need a reason not to sleep with you.

I need a reason to have sex with you.

- Uh, floating through space.

Uh, boredom.

The fact that, other than Benson,

I'm your only viable option.

- See, I can think of three excellent reasons

right off the top of my head why we shouldn't,

as you put it so romantically, bang.

Oh. - Okay.

Well, moment of clarification.

I'm not talking about romance, okay?

This is completely void of emotion.

All right?

This is all about us using sex as a stress reliever.

- Oh, no, I get it.

- Okay, so what are your three great--

- Ow! Oh.

Sorry. No, actually-- - Are you okay?

- It's nothing. Yeah.

What were you saying? - What happened?

- It's really--it's just a little scratch.

Ah!

That's not a scratch.

- It was just the freaking tool cart.

- Look, you need some antibiotics.

- No, we only have one course left.

I am not using it on this little cut.

- Well, what if the infection spreads?

- People don't die from little cuts.

- Yeah, because they use antibiotics.

- It's fine.

[soft music]

- So you were saying?

- What?

- You were saying why we shouldn't do sex on each other.

- Oh.

- Well, number one, I'm not attracted to you.

- [laughs]

That's an argument for, not against.

- How?

- Because if we were attracted to each other,

then "banging" could possibly turn into something

and it would get messy.

- Super messy. - Right.

So the fact that you're not attracted to me

is a benefit because we don't have to worry

about getting messy.

Quick pinch.

- Ow!

So wait.

You are not attracted to me, either?

- Absolutely not.

[scoffs]

- Okay.

- Do you want me to be? - No.

Obviously, not.

I'm just surprised this is the first time

us "banging" has occurred to you.

- I didn't say that.

You've never thought about it?

- I mean, you have the only penis for a million miles.

- See?

There you go.

So let's keep this dry and clean.

And if it starts to hurt, you let me know ASAP.

Okay?

- Yep.

So was this a debate, or are you making a formal proposal?

- Ah, it's a debate.

- [laughs]

- Unless I'm convincing you,

then we definitely should do it.

- My point still stands.

- How so?

- Well, we're not attracted now,

but if we started having sex,

even if we just said it was "banging,"

our hormones would eventually take over

and we would emotionally attach.

- And when you say attach, you mean fall in love?

- Sure.

That's the whole reason why arranged marriages work.

Maybe you think the other person's gross

when you meet them, but your brain knows you're stuck.

Biology takes over.

- You're such a romantic.

- Dude, it's science. You are a scientist.

- Yeah, and as a scientist, I can point out

all sorts of evolutionary benefits

to emotional connection.

But that doesn't mean I think love is a chemical reaction.

No, not at all.

People are meant to be together.

And it has nothing to do with scent or a primal instinct

or unavoidable circumstances, it's just...

I don't know, they just, like, belong together, you know?

- Oh, sorry. Is this--is this on?

Okay. [clears throat]

Lame.

Can I get a lame?

Uh, yes, because we are all just robots.

- Yeah, and by your logic, it doesn't matter

if we have sex or not, because we're emotionally

attached anyhow, because our monkey brains will tell us

that's our best chance at survival.

- Or one of us kills the other to gain full control

over our limited resources.

- What's number two?

- Reason number two.

We're both married.

[bell dings]

- Like I was saying, I don't see what the problem is.

- You don't think the fact that we're both married

should have an impact on whether we sleep together?

- I mean, granted, I haven't read

my marriage license in a while,

but I'm sure being adrift in space

with no hope of rescue gives you a hall pass.

- Okay, first of all, there's not no possibility of rescue.

- We literally talked about this yesterday.

- That was two weeks ago.

- Really? - Yeah.

- Man, time out here is whacked.

- Look, maybe we don't get saved,

but I, for one, still think we can fix this.

- Ah, how's that working out for you?

- You know, I'm so glad you asked,

because it would be better if someone helped.

- There are hundreds of wires over there.

That means there's billions of possible combinations.

It's a waste of time.

- What else am I supposed to be doing?

Okay. You have a hall pass.

I don't want one.

- What, because your brain chemically reacts with Todd's?

Tom and I have been together since college

and we are very committed to each other.

- And how much of that time did you spend deployed or in space?

- What has that got to do with anything?

I had a job to do.

- Okay. All right. Sorry.

- And are you seriously going to claim to love Atlanta...

- Savannah.

- More than I love Tom, while you are

begging me to cheat with you?

- I'm not begging you to do anything.

This is a debate between friends to pass time.

* *

Okay, flip them.

- Both? - Yep.

- [sighs] All right.

Testing navigation.

- Error. Navigation failed.

- Test fail.

Testing comms.

- Error.

Please contact your nearest NASA representative.

- Test fail.

- Mm.

Why didn't they just label these goddamn wires?

- How's your cut doing? - It's fine.

- You know what you wanna watch tonight?

[groans]

- I don't know. Something upbeat?

- "Princess Bride"? - Ugh.

- Huh? What?

- I've watched it, like, a thousand times.

- Well, let's watch it 1,001. It works.

- Plus you always spend the whole next day all...

- Hello. My name is Inigo Montoya.

You killed my father. Prepare to die.

[chicken clucks]

I'm really not seeing the problem here.

- Can we please just try something different?

I have, like, ten movies we haven't watched at all yet.

- Okay, all right. Okay.

- Great. Thank you.

[clears throat]

Ooh, "Alien"?

- Never seen it.

- You have never seen "Alien"?

- I've never seen it, no.

- Bro, you are in for a serious treat.

[chuckles] Oh, my God.

- Sweet. Okay.

[whispering] Oh, Sigourney Weaver.

- [whispering] I know.

[menacing musical sting]

- [panting]

Why the hell did we watch that movie?

Can you walk me to the bathroom?

- Yeah. Okay, sure.

[snoring]

[suspenseful music]

* *

- Hey.

- Ha?

- What are you doing?

- Sleeping. - You didn't hear me call you?

I'm scared.

And I don't think the girls can protect me,

so I think I'ma just sleep in here?

- Whatever. Just stop talking.

- Okay.

[grunts]

Use this.

Make a wall, your side.

Not doing anything.

- Oh.

- Good morning, Jane.

It's day 1,022.

[soft music]

* *

- Oh.

- Hi.

- Hi.

- So those squishy round thingamabobs

that were pressed against my chest, I guess--

- Yeah, yep, my boobs.

- [chuckles]

- Um, when you came in, I may have forgotten

my general lack of clothing.

- Yeah.

- Are you feeling better after--

[shrieks] - Oh, stop it.

I'm fine.

- Well...

Get out of here. - Right. Thanks.

[chickens clucking]

Chickies, Gertie.

[soft exciting music]

* *

All right. Now sit.

Sit.

[upbeat electronic music]

* *

One, two, go get!

Come on.

* *

- So I've been thinking about the other morning.

- How you squished your boobs against me.

- Yeah. - Okay.

- It was pretty great, right?

- Okay.

Come on, let me look at your leg.

Come on.

Look at that. - Told you.

- Yeah.

It's 'cause of my mad hydrogen peroxide skills.

- So, like, from a mental health perspective,

skin on skin contact is crazy good for you.

Increased serotonin and dopamine and oxytocin,

lowered blood pressure.

- Is this your excessively clinical way

of telling me you wanna naked cuddle more?

- Well, I mean-- [clears throat]

What are your thoughts?

- Well, I'm just surprised that you're so willing

to cede the moral high ground.

- Moral high ground? It's a mental health issue.

- For you, but it's a stress relief issue for me.

So if we get to cuddle naked, then I--

- So, like, cuddling is on the same sliding scale as banging?

- I'm glad you agree.

- So we shouldn't do either?

- That's not where I expected that to go.

- Sorry.

- Shall we?

[upbeat salsa music]

* *

- [singing in Spanish]

* *

- [gasps] We haven't discussed reason number three.

- What's three?

- You could knock me up.

[gasps]

- So you don't have birth control?

- Well, I had an IUD, but it was giving me weird cramps,

so Benson removed it from me

before the, you know...

both: The crazy. - Yeah.

There's no condoms or Plan B in Medical?

- Amazingly, the government didn't send

three married astronauts into space

with a supply of condoms.

- Bad planning.

- No, it's like the gray wire situation all over again.

- Totally.

Let's just say, like, for argument's sake,

you did get knocked up,

would it be that bad?

I said for argument's sake.

- You want to raise a child adrift in space?

- It's beautiful out here.

All of our life support and food sources

are self-sustainable. We have movies.

- [scoffs] - What kid doesn't like space?

- So you're losing your mind.

- I didn't wanna say it, but it should be mentioned.

As long as we've been out here with all the radiation,

you're probably sterile anyway.

[object clatters] What?

- [scoffs]

You're such a jerk.

- I told you I didn't wanna say it!

- [whispering] I mean, can you believe it?

All the man can think about is sex.

And before you say anything, yes, obviously,

I think about it too.

Did I turn four different electric drills into vibrators?

[drill whirring]

That was more about innovation.

[curious music]

[sighs]

You've gotta be rational about it, you know?

He's like my big brother and my little sister.

Yo, and he's kind of like my dog.

[laughs] Am I really supposed to believe

that he's not into this?

Really? Come on. [laughs]

- And all these quote, unquote, "reasons" she's throwing out

is complete BS.

And even if we did make it home,

which we're not, by the way...

There's no way Savannah wouldn't understand that.

Yeah, I think about it every day.

- Work is good.

Not to brag, but I am kind of rocking

this whole mayor thing.

I got the funding for the universal lunch program,

so yay.

I don't like that I'm living without you,

but I'm proud of you.

I'm proud of you, and I'm proud of me.

Oh, and I may have killed that fern in the kitchen,

so you should probably get back

because you're the only one

with the green thumb around here.

Even the plants miss you.

- I'd be devastated if she waited for me.

She deserves better than that.

- Hi. Hey, how's it going up there?

Are you going nuts on that tiny little shuttle?

So many questions.

- Tom would love it up here. [laughs]

Are you kidding me?

Sitting around watching movies every night,

it's like his heaven.

I was always like, let's go for a hike,

let's try a new restaurant or take a road trip.

- I did screw up the universal remote again,

and now the sound of the TV doesn't work.

That's gonna have to wait.

- I think he was hoping this mission

would be, like, my ultimate adventure,

and then I would come home and finally be able to just...

Be.

- All right, I love you, and I can't wait to see you.

Have a blast. [smooches]

- End of message.

- Hi. How's it going up there?

Are you going nuts on that tiny little shuttle?

[sentimental music]

* *

- My very last Pop-Tart.

* *

Mmm.

We add that to the list of things I'll never do again.

- If he could see me now... [laughs]

Shut up.

I need some music.

[player sputtering]

- Uh-oh.

Uh-oh.

Uh-oh. Uh-oh.

- [blowing]

-Uh-oh.

- No.

[blows]

[tense music]

* *

Adam!

- You hurt yourself? - Um...

it's just so weird.

I can't--my music's not working.

- Let me see it.

Oh.

[blows] - I tried that.

- Oh, no.

Don't say that. What?

- It says the root file for your music is corrupted.

- Okay, well, fix it.

- Well, that was--I mean-- - [sniffs] Fix it.

Okay.

I'm so sorry. - [gasps]

- No, no. Come on.

- I don't think I can do this.

I can't do this. I can't do this.

- I still have my music, right? You like Sinatra, right?

Garth Brooks?

- [sobbing] No, I can't listen to your music.

Your music sucks! - No. [stammering]

I mean, you like Kenny Rogers, right?

- What? - You like Eminem?

- [whimpers] - Who's your favorite singer?

- Um.

Lionel Richie.

- Lionel Richie. Good, good, good, good, good.

What's your favorite Lionel Richie song?

- "All Night Long." - "All Night Long," okay.

Here we go.

Whoa.

- Doesn't work.

- * Whoa *

* Well, my friends, the time has come *

* To raise the roof and have some fun *

* Throw away your work to be done *

Come on.

* Let the music play on, play on *

* Everybody sing, everybody dance *

* Lose yourself in one romance *

* We're going to party, karamu *

- Fiesta forever.

- * Come on and sing along *

both: * All night long *

* All night, all night *

* All night long *

* All night *

* All night long, all night, all night *

- * All night long *

- * All night, all night *

- Yeah!

* Once you get started, you can't sit down *

[Lionel Richie's "All Night Long"]

- My name is Inigo Montoya.

You killed my father.

Prepare to die. [chuckles]

- * Everyone's dancing their troubles away *

* *

* Come join our party, see how we play *

- You wanna hang?

* *

Hey!

* *

- You flinched and you're cheating.

- * Tam bo li de say de moi ya *

* Yeah, jambo, jambo *

* Way to parti, oh, we goin' *

* Oh, jamboli *

* Tam bo li de say de moi ya *

- This might be your best work yet.

- Thank you.

- You know what you want?

- I don't know. [exhales]

Just something cool right here.

Who's your favorite, me or Adam?

[laughs] I know what's the answer.

[whispering] And I won't tell him.

Okay, I won't tell him.

Are you juggling our eggs?

Feed the input and output for me, please.

- Input.

- Mm-hmm. - 000.

- Okay. - 010.

100.

It's gonna flower soon.

I can feel it.

- I believe you.

- And we can get high off these amazingly juicy berries.

And when I get back to Earth, I'll be a billionaire.

- Well, you'll still have to cook it.

- What?

- THC and weed needs to be heated in order to activate.

So you're gonna have to, you know, like,

bake it or smoke it.

Like, you can't just eat one of these weeds and get stoned.

But you know, maybe I'm wrong.

Maybe you made the first raw plant ever to get you high.

Hey, it's still gonna be great.

[bell dings]

Don't look. Don't look. Don't look.

- What is it?

- Dude, are you ready for this?

- Yes, what is it?

- No peeking! - Jeez!

- Okay, it's probably thicker than the real thing

and not as dry and crumbly, but what do you think?

- Are you serious?

- Yeah.

Oh. Here.

- [sniffles]

- * I told the woman it was high time *

* I picked it up and walked the line *

* Don't want to have to look back, no, no *

* And say that I never tried *

- You know what, country music is not that bad.

What?

We should get her out of here.

I don't want the girls to see her.

- Do we have to?

- It would be crazy not to.

- But we didn't eat Benson.

[tense music]

- Benson was a person.

Gertie was here for food purposes.

- For milk purposes.

How much do we have left, anyway?

- I think we only have, like, 12 pints left in the freezer.

But now we also have 50-plus meals worth of meat.

Together.

* *

- One.

- Two.

both: Three.

- That's so good. - Oh, my God.

Mama mia. - Oh.

- Oh, zut alors.

- Come on.

[sentimental music]

* *

- [gasps]

[groans]

[soft music]

* *

I'm sorry. - Don't be.

It was a mistake.

- Yeah, but what if you have a mistake?

- I won't.

- [sniffs]

Thank you.

- You're welcome.

- You haven't asked to bang in while.

- Well, technically, I never asked.

It was more of a debate.

Yeah. Okay.

So for the sake of debate,

what would your theoretical stance

be on everything but?

- You mean, like, hand stuff?

- Yeah.

- And mouth stuff?

- Everything but.

That you could, you know, hypothetically think of.

- Well, hypothetically,

I'd wanna make sure you were sure.

- I mean, I still have my husband,

but he's still a billion miles away.

And it's just a matter of time before something vital

on the ship breaks that we can't fix.

Plus, you are hot.

- [chuckles]

- And I've have seen the outline of your penis

when you wear gym shorts,

and I feel like it wouldn't disappoint.

- Wow, we're being honest today.

- But it isn't just me, right?

Like, you are attracted to me too?

- Theoretically?

- No, do you find me attractive?

- Yeah. Very.

- Okay. - Okay.

- Yeah, okay.

- So did you just go from pretty sure to sure?

- There is one other thing.

- What's that?

- Okay, so I'm not saying this romantically,

so please don't get it twisted.

- Oh, boy.

- But you are literally my entire world.

- Oh! - Shut up.

You are my only friend.

You're my only coworker.

You are the only person who can check

that weird ass mole for me.

So what if you're bad at sex?

- [laughing]

- I'm serious.

Like, what if we do it and you can't find my clit

and you're, like, one of those sweaty, dripping dudes

who always has to be on top,

and then I have to call it off, and then things get weird,

and this awesome thing we have going on gets ruined.

- Okay. All right. Stop. Stop. [laughs]

First of all, I love the clit, okay?

We're best friends.

Second of all...

we're still just talking about banging, right?

- Yeah, right. - Okay.

So if one of us wants to stop, we just stop.

No hard feelings.

No explanations needed.

None asked for.

- Yeah? - Totally.

- Promise?

- I promise on my delicious dead goat.

- Our delicious dead goat.

Okay.

- Okay.

So what did we just decide?

- I think we just decided to try everything but.

- Oh, wow.

Just--okay.

So, right now?

- I guess.

Actually, you know what?

I haven't done any personal maintenance

in, like, a really long time.

Do you think we could do it tomorrow night?

- I'll check my calendar.

- Cool. - Dope.

- Sick. - Looking forward to it.

- It's a date.

- Be there or be square.

- Coolio.

- Slamming.

- Good morning, Jane.

It's day 1,051.

- [groans]

[upbeat music]

Oh. - Whoa.

- Lieutenant. - Captain.

[pan sizzling]

- Okay, what about this?

- No.

- Ow.

- No?

- Nope.

Are you sleepy? 'Cause I'm not.

No.

Yo, you look good tonight.

No.

* *

- I'm still gonna try.

- [sighs]

- Comms fail.

- Yo, Earth.

We miss you, bruh.

- Navigation engaged.

[engines thrumming]

- Oh, my God.

[soft wondrous music]

Oh...

- Fuck.

We have navigation.

- Yeah.

- But no comms.

- We don't need comms to get home.

- So you can fly us home?

- Yeah.

- How long would it take?

- Three weeks.

- So I guess...

[soft anticipatory music]

* *

[sultry music]

* *

Ow.

- Are you okay?

- What's this?

- Oh.

Let me show you.

[drill whirring]

- [moaning]

- * Looking for that good stuff *

[The Fatback Band's "Backstrokin'"]

* Why don't you tighten up on your back stroke? *

[upbeat funky music]

* Looking for that good stuff *

* *

- Oh, my God!

* *

- * Looking for that good stuff *

* *

* Why don't you tighten up on your back stroke? *

* *

* Looking for that good stuff *

[both moaning]

- [sighs]

- I'm gonna have to get up and pee in, like, 30 seconds.

- Shh. Shh, shh.

- If this gets infected and I die before we get home,

I'm gonna haunt you so hard.

- Understandable.

It's gonna be a hard one to explain to the husband.

- Yeah, well, we'll cross that bridge when we get to it.

[pensive music]

* *

It's weird, right?

- Totally.

Do you think there will be, like, flying cars and stuff?

- We've only been gone for three years.

- [chuckles] Still.

- I think it'll be exactly the same.

And completely different.

- What are you looking forward to most?

- Mm.

Floating down Alcorn River.

Having my music back.

Never eating another egg for the rest of my goddamn life.

- Preach. - You?

- [sighs]

I'm looking forward to hugging Savannah.

Can I say that?

- Yeah, of course.

She's your wife.

- I know, but we're--

- I can't wait to see Tom.

I mean, he probably waited a dignified three months

before marrying a nice, stable farm girl

and filling her full of babies.

- You think? - [chuckles]

I don't know.

It would just be nice to get off this dumb rocket.

Get back to life.

- Can we still be best friends when we get back?

Please?

Like you said, you've been my entire world for three years.

- Your world's about to get a lot bigger.

[Lael Neale's "Every Star Shivers in the Dark"]

[upbeat contemplative music]

* *

- * Every star shivers in the dark *

* I've been shooting with a heavy, heavy heart *

* *

* Talking to losers at the stadium *

* Telling them it's all right, let's have some fun *

* Why can't I have some fun? *

* Why can't I have some fun? *

* *

* Shaping the clay in the dark pre-dawn *

* God made man to love someone *

* Why can't I love someone? *

* Why can't I love someone? *

* I'd like to love someone *

* *

* Making my way through the grocery... *

- Hey!

[alarm blaring]

- * So I feel for you *

* I work in service too *

* *

* Alameda street-side prison tower *

* A man pressed his hand on the window *

* I waved a little while *

* I waved a little while *

* I'm gonna love someone *

* I'm gonna love someone *

* *

[engine revving]

- Goodbye.

[high-pitched ringing]

[reporters clamoring]

- The successful return of Captain Kwan

and lead science officer Adam Gherrity

is cause for celebration the world over.

And perhaps none will be more elated than their spouses,

Tom Campbell and Governor Savannah Gherrity,

who are en route as we speak.

- [whispering] Governor?

- At the same time, we are saddened

to learn of the passing of lead medical officer

Megan Benson, who passed away early in the mission

from as-yet-unknown causes.

- What do you think happened?

Uh... [gun cocks]

- [yelling]

- No, no, Benson, stop! Benson!

- [yells]

Uh, she passed in her sleep.

And as far as we can tell,

it was either cardiac arrest or an aneurysm.

[reporters clamoring]

- I'm sure you all have endless questions.

Captain Kwan, Lieutenant Gherrity?

- Adam?

- Savvie.

[soft music]

* *

- Hi.

- One more question. One question.

- Let's go home.

- What are you gonna do first?

[knock at door]

- Hi. So next up is the MRI.

They're just getting set up. - Okay.

Thank you.

[door closes]

Oh, my God.

Okay, okay, okay, okay.

[knock on door]

Yep.

- Hi.

* *

- Tom.

Um.

Hi.

- Oh.

- Wait. Wait one second.

Uh, if you have gone and pulled a "Castaway" on me

and married someone else, totally cool.

Just tell me now because I don't think

I could actually do-- - No.

- No?

- Still here.

- Didn't you think I was dead?

- Do we have to do this now?

- Yeah, I mean, why not?

What else is there to talk about?

I mean, I wanna know.

- After about a year, my sister set me up with someone.

- Sure.

- And then...

there were three or four other short things after that.

They--they--they just--they--

Nothing ever took.

They couldn't hold a candle to you.

- Sorry about the whole kiss attack thing earlier.

I was just really excited to see you.

And I had my team in my head just telling me

what an important moment this was,

and everything had to go just right, and...

inside, I was just terrified.

- Of what?

- I don't know.

Three years is a long time.

-Yeah.

- I really didn't think I was ever gonna see you again.

- Same.

- God knows what you must think of all this governor stuff.

- [scoffs]

- No, because I feel like I need to explain this to you

because listen, when you disappeared,

there was suddenly this spotlight on me.

And I couldn't just go out and have death rebound sex

like a normal person.

[sighs]

I had to just play the part and meet the expectations,

and I was stuck.

All I had was my work.

So then this opportunity to run came up, and I just took it.

- Listen, babe, I'm proud of you.

- You are? - Yeah.

[mellow upbeat music]

* *

So here, you have the marijuana kush or flower.

Here, you have the blueberry, luscious, wholesome.

- She was, like, screaming at Adam...

coming toward, um...

- * Can't you see? *

[Ariel Days' "You Love Me In My Dreams"]

* And do you ever *

* *

* Dream of me? *

* *

* Please just listen *

* *

- We have one that goes like this.

[drill whirring]

Slower.

And it's erratic,

but that's what I like about it.

You wanna try?

- Yeah, I'm fine.

- I'm fine.

I'm okay.

Just... both: Just happy to be home.

- Where is this guy?

They run out of ink? - [laughs]

It's NASA, don't--don't they have printers here?

Sign these papers.

- [flatly] Sign this paper.

[chuckles] - It doesn't feel real.

- I'm here. - I know.

- I'm so sorry.

We just need a few more security guards out there

to help keep the press at bay.

- No worries. - Not a problem.

I promise it's gonna start feeling normal soon.

- Yeah.

- Oh, I'm so glad we didn't miss you guys.

- Hey, guys. - Hi.

It's so good to see you, Jane.

- You too, Savannah. - Hi.

That farewell dinner feels like a lifetime ago.

Oh, my God, yeah, two lifetimes ago.

- I know. - Hey.

Hey. How's it going?

- Thanks for taking care of my girl.

- More like she took care of me.

- [chuckles]

- I'm keeping the girls.

- Oh. - Yeah.

- The girls? - The hens.

That's what we call the hens. - Oh.

- Unless you guys want some.

- Oh, um-- - Why not?

We've got the space. - I don't know.

You know, if I deployed-- - Come on.

You guys are international space heroes now.

Your deployment days are behind you.

I mean, you're celebrities. - Okay, okay.

It's just they make a mess. - Wait, wait, wait.

How much of a mess are we talking about here?

- Oh, no, they're great. They're great.

I'm really glad you're taking them.

I wanted to take Benson home, but they said no, so--

- [chuckles]

- Okay, so your discharge papers are ready now.

- All right. - Hey, you know what?

Why don't Tom and I handle this?

You guys just take a minute. Say goodbye.

- Oh. - Yeah. I got it.

- Are you sure? - Yeah, yeah, of course.

- Yeah. Yeah. - All right.

- Ate a Pop-Tart this morning.

- Oh, yeah? How was it?

- Well, after your homemade ones, I'm a little ruined.

Mm, well. [both chuckle]

I'll get you the recipe.

All you need is a steady supply of fresh,

unpasteurized goat's milk.

- So I'll hear from you.

- Yeah, of course. I mean, we'll see each other.

We've got interviews coming up--

- Not like that.

[pensive music]

Will you be a part of my life?

* *

- No.

- Come on.

Just a phone call every now and then, you know?

Old friends checking up on each other.

- Adam, we were stuck in a box for three years,

and it messed with our heads.

And now we're out of that box.

This is real.

Up there, it wasn't real.

- You ready?

Huh. Yeah.

So, well, bye.

- See you guys. - Bye.

See you, Adam.

Discharged. - Discharged.

- We're on in five, four, three, two...

- Adam, the world wants to know.

How did you survive in space?

- Well, that's a loaded question.

- Yeah.

We basically had a living, breathing ecosystem

on the ship, so we were able

to sustain our own food,

and the ship created oxygen.

And we, um,

we made our way through it.

- He was just circling the grocery parking lot.

- Is this the parking lot story again?

- Over and over. - Come on.

- I wanna, like, close it. There we go.

- So what have the two of you been doing to reconnect,

I mean, after three years?

- Well, we've been trying to make up

for lost time, you know?

* *

- And my wife's the governor. - [chuckles]

- Yeah, so that's a little... different.

- Yeah, you know what, Frank? I don't wanna hear it.

This bill's gonna go through with or without you.

So you can either choose to be on the side of the poor kids

who wanna learn their colors and their goddamn ABCs

or you can cast a losing vote against equal access

to education and deal with the voters in November.

Good choice, Frank.

Hi. - You know, this isn't fair.

- What? - I orbit Jupiter,

I come home, and I'm still a schlub in this relationship.

- Yeah, well, you're my schlub.

[phone rings] - Uh, Governor.

[phone buzzing]

- You know, this one is my favorite.

- Really? - Mm-hmm.

- I thought you hated tattoos.

- Well, yeah, normally I do, but...

all of these, they're like--

you know, like a map of your grand adventure up there.

- I like that.

- I can just, boop, boop.

- [chuckles]

- Hello.

What was your favorite part?

- Um...

I guess the dancing.

Adam made a surprisingly good dance partner.

- [chuckles]

That's good.

I'm guessing the worst part was losing Benson, right?

You know, I actually never asked.

Who found her? Was it you?

- No.

Adam found her. - Good.

- What do you think about going on a trip?

- A trip?

- Yeah, Iceland, to see the northern lights.

- Iceland, huh?

- Mm-hmm.

- Yeah, sure.

But, I mean, I--I--

it feels like you just gone back

and you're ready to leave again so soon?

- Oh, no, I just,

um, thought it would be a nice way to reconnect.

- No, ah...

I'm sorry.

Look, of course you wanna go on a trip.

I keep forgetting that you were trapped

in a box for the last three years.

Yeah.

We can go on a trip, anywhere you want, just you and me.

[Jimmy Lewis' "How Long Is a Heartache Supposed to Last"]

- * To keep from crying, I be talking... *

- And how are you getting on now that you're home?

- Um, very well. Thank you.

- I'd imagine the boredom would be the worst bit.

- You know, we never really experienced boredom.

There was always things to do.

- For instance?

- Well, uh, we would bet on chicken races,

tried to write the next great pop song.

We would invent handshakes.

And I spent quite a bit of time trying to crossbreed

a marijuana blueberry plant.

Actually, still working on that one.

Marijuana's still legal, right?

- As long as I'm governor.

[laughter]

- * I know the feeling *

* When I feel like I'm dying *

* *

* I put my baby's picture in bed with me *

* *

* Then I feel fine *

* But I wanna know *

* Oh, I wanna know *

* Why can't she be *

* *

* Just another woman *

* That I've loved in my past? *

* *

* Oh, oh *

* Oh, oh, oh *

* How long is the heartache supposed... *

- [clears throat]

Excuse me, ma'am. Can you help me?

I think I may have dropped something.

Um, sure.

- Ew!

So one of them pooped on my shoe.

- Are you sure it was them?

- Was it you?

- Come on. Poop is a sign of love.

Stop it.

- I think we need to talk about moving the coop outside.

[chickens clucking]

- Baby, they're indoor chickens.

That's all they know. - They're chickens.

I feel like they'll adjust.

[Lionel Richie's "All Night Long"]

* *

- * Well, my friends, the time has-- *

- [panting]

- I'm sorry this is taking so long.

Just ten more minutes, okay?

- That's fine.

Do you maybe wanna take this dance class with me?

- [laughing]

You know I have two left feet.

Come on. I'd kill myself.

- All right.

[phone dings]

Who's Amber? - She's nobody.

- What's she wanna talk about?

- I don't know.

Okay.

We, um,

we went on a few dates.

- Okay. Recently?

How many dates?

- Five or six.

- Tom, you need to call her.

- Why?

- I mean, you had a relationship with this person.

She deserves to know where you are.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa. Babe, no. No.

I definitely did not have a relationship with--

- Maybe we should talk to her together.

- What are you talking about?

- Yeah, like, maybe that would help.

- Help what?

- I mean, it's not her fault that your wife

miraculously returned after three years.

I mean, what is she supposed to do?

Act like nothing happened, like you didn't have

a meaningful connection,

like it wasn't going somewhere?

Like-- - Jane, Jane.

- What?

- What's happening?

- Um...

I slept with Adam.

- Oh.

- Okay, so we got 15 minutes for this meet and greet,

and then, we head into the event.

Okay?

- Okay.

- Everything okay?

- Yeah.

Just been going nonstop since I got back.

- I know.

- I don't know, maybe we could pull back a little bit,

find some time to talk.

- We could talk right now.

Baby, I'm the governor.

I have responsibilities. I can't just stop.

Yeah, your job is meet and greets and fundraisers.

- Yeah, that's the job.

What?

What is it that you wanna talk about

that we can't talk about right now?

- I don't know, maybe the time Benson tried to kill me

and Jane had to axe her in the back to save my life.

- [clears throat]

- God is that what you wanna talk about?

- No.

- See, I think I know what you wanna talk about, but...

I really don't wanna talk about it.

So if you could just tell me that it's over,

maybe that would be enough.

- It is.

- Good.

Are we good?

- Yeah.

- I'll see what I can cancel over the next few weeks, okay?

Thank you.

- There is one thing we can't avoid, though.

- What? - Eh.

[patriotic music]

* *

[reporters clamoring]

[applause]

Hi, Jane. You look lovely.

- Thank you. So do you.

- Long time.

- It's been nine days.

- Seriously? - Mm-hmm.

- Man, I guess time's messed up here, too, right?

- Where's your sweet husband?

- Oh, um...

the story for tonight is that he has the flu.

But we are actually splitting up.

- Wait, you're what? - Yeah. I know.

It must sound-- [laughs]

And Tom, he really is perfect.

I think when we got married, I thought that would be enough,

you know, the fact that we make sense

for each other or something.

But we just never really fit.

And as much as we wanted to, it just wasn't meant to be.

- Wow.

Poor Tom.

- Oh, he is better off.

- I'm sure.

Oh, I didn't mean that how it sounded.

I'm sorry. - That's okay.

- Well, don't let us keep you from mingling.

Yeah, right, um...

Okay.

- So what I usually do is crumble the Pop Tarts

into the eggs and scramble.

- Yeah, every Halloween.

Little astronaut.

What were you-- - [clears throat]

Madame President.

- I understand you both are excellent dancers.

- Oh. - Uh, um...

- No. - Please.

Won't you honor us with a dance?

- I don't think-- - Oh, no, I feel--

- I insist.

- Of course.

[applause]

[Japanese Breakfast's "Head Over Heels"]

[soft romantic music]

* *

- * I wanted to be with you alone *

* *

* And talk about the weather *

* But traditions I can trace *

* Against the child in your face *

* Won't escape my attention *

* *

* You keep your distance with a system of touch *

* *

* And gentle persuasion *

* *

* I'm lost in admiration *

* Could I need you this much? *

* You're wasting my time *

* You're just wasting time *

* Something happens and I'm head over heels *

* I never find out *

* Till I'm head over heels *

* Something happens and I'm head over heels *

* Oh, don't take my, don't break my heart, don't *

* Don't throw it away *

* *

[applause]

- That was great.

- Well, we are so glad that you're back.

- It's been great.

- And that waltz, you were wonderful.

- Thank you, Madame President. - I told you you would be.

Happy campaigning to you.

I know you'll do a wonderful job for your state.

They're lucky to have you. - Thank you.

- Well, take care.

- Thank you.

- Just say it.

- I love you. - [sighs]

You're an asshole.

What happened up there?

- Nothing.

And everything.

It's okay.

I mean, it's not okay.

- Can I...

- Tell Jane I hate her.

[pensive music]

Thank you.

* *

- Hi.

Hey.

- Where's Savannah?

- She left.

- Oh.

- She wanted me to let you know that she hates you.

- She does?

- Yeah.

- Why is that?

Oh.

- Yeah.

- Okay. So...

* *

Is this just, like, an elaborate ploy

for my Pop-Tart recipe?

- Shh.

You wanna get a drink?

- You know, we should probably--

- Oh, my God. Are you pregnant?

- No. - You touched your stomach.

So?

We had all that unprotected sex.

- Oh, is this why you're choosing me?

'Cause bro, if this is just, like,

your biological urge to procreate--

- Oh, God, no.

I choose you.

And not because I chemically attached, which I did.

And not because I wanna have your babies, which I do.

It's because we're meant to be.

- Lame.

We're all robots.

- Yeah.

- What I was gonna say this, we should probably

keep this on the down-low for a little while.

- Right. Down low.

- You don't wanna cause a stir.

- No stir. - No stir.

[camera shutter snaps]

Do you wanna go on a trip?

- Yeah.

[upbeat electronic music]

* *

- Okay. - Okay.

- So this might be crazy, but...

what do you think about renting "Aliens"?

- You wanna watch "Alien" again?

- No, "Aliens."

The second one.

- They made anoth-- oh, hell--absolutely not.

No. - Come on.

That's, like, our movie.

- Let's watch "Casablanca."

- Okay. We can watch both.

You wanna make it a double feature?

- Perfect--the double feature will be "Casablanca"

and "The Princess Bride." - [laughs]

Okay, why don't we shut your dumb mouth

and we watch "Aliens"? - Okay.

With the double feature of "Casablanca."

We can talk through it.

And you have to press your boobs against me.

- Mm.

Deal.

[Barrie's "Frankie"]

- * Wait for the break when we get some rain *

* Swim in the creeks that the New Deal laid *

* Can't break even but can't complain *

* Pushed right back to try it again *

[vocalizing]

* *

* Born with devotion *

* Pushed into motion, God, don't stop *

* *

* Making it harder *

* Ooh, all the time *

* *

* Just wanna move to Virginia *

* Get a dog and a house with a human name *

* *

* Call me Linda Tomorrow *

* Give me something to dance to in 6/8 *

* *

* Wait for the break when we get some rain *

* Under the lights of the TVA *

* Can't break even but can't complain *

* Pushed right back to try it again *

[vocalizing]

* *

* Wait for the break when we get some rain *

* Swim in the creeks that the New Deal laid *

* Can't break even but can't complain *

* Pushed right back to try it again *

[vocalizing]

* They get you to give it up *

* They want you to give *

* They get you to give it up *

* They want you to *

[mellow electronic music]

* *