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- I want one last series of deep charges,

placed here, here and here.

I know we'll find it this time.

- More charges?

That's a bit risky, Chief.

- Our job is to find teranium in these catacombs.

- It'll weaken the roof.

It's a treacherous rock formation.

- Well so are they all.

- Chief, we've already packed in enough explosives

to hollow out the moon.

- Then our job should be done.

- We don't share your enthusiasm

for dangerous short-cuts.

- You lack faith in my judgment?

All right, I'll set the charges myself.

- Look, Chief, you're the expert.

- When I want your advice, don't I ask for it?

- Then I've said nothing.

- He's not himself anymore.

- Yeah, well, if your wife was dying,

I guess you wouldn't be yourself either.

Moon Base Alpha status report.

1,196 days since leaving Earth's orbit.

Dr. Helena Russell recording.

In Medical Center, Michelle Osgood,

a very special patient with a very special problem,

she needs a new heart, or she will die.

And in the catacombs, our search for teranium,

a scarce metal not only essential for certain

medical uses, but also a vital component

of our life support systems,

continues to have top priority.

The chief engineer in charge is Patrick Osgood,

husband of the dying patient.

A man who has had recurrent visions of Alpha

being destroyed by a raging fire.

- How long’s it been?

- Just a few minutes.

- Teranium?

- Not yet.

- Not ever.

- Anything?

- Soon, Michelle.

We're testing a new heart for you.

- Dr. Russell.

So,

boring to die slowly.

- There's hope, Michelle.

There's always hope.

- I do believe you.

- I'll see my wife now, if you please.

Doctor, I wanna be alone with my wife.

There is no need for that, it's a scratch.

- Patrick, you are hurt.

What happened?

- A revelation.

I've seen the future for us all.

- Patrick.

- A storm of fire will destroy Alpha.

- No.

- Only we can be saved.

If you have the will.

If you have the faith to live, I can save you.

But you must have faith.

- Patrick.

Moonbase Alpha

status report, supplemental.

Waves of unbearable heat have suddenly

begun to beat against Alpha.

Our sensors are unable to pinpoint their source.

Commander Koenig has lifted off in Eagle One to investigate.

The incredible coincidence is that Chief Engineer Osgood

predicted this occurrence.

- Surface temperature now 40 degrees Centigrade

and rising rapidly.

- That's uncanny.

A 20-degree rise in temperature in 20 minutes.

- And still rising.

- Can't you pinpoint the source?

- It's out there somewhere.

That's about as specific as we can get.

All computer printout shows is that...

- I don't need a computer printout

to tell me that it's hot and it's getting hotter.

Look, we need specifics.

I need to know why and where that heat is coming from.

- That is why the commander is out in space, Tony,

trying to get visual contact with the source.

- Yeah, I'm sorry.

Where's Maya?

- She's in life support trying to squeeze

power out of the air conditioning system.

- Okay, well, let's try to relax.

I suggest all the fellas, and especially the ladies,

try to cool off.

- Impossible to solve.

Why won't you accept it?

- Because the solution has got to be

simple, applied science.

This is a schematic of the artificial heart

perfected by Dorfman in 1987.

Too bad we don't have one.

This is our version.

Michelle's new heart.

You mean new heart number 10, huh?

- We've used Dorfman's exact specifications.

It's got to work this time.

- Not without teranium to coat the valves.

- This time, pray.

- Yeah, we tried everything else.

Do you want the blood flow test first,

or shall we build up our hopes?

- Look, being cynical won't solve anything.

- It helps keep the mind clear of personal emotions.

- All right, let's do our final check.

We're ready to test.

- Well then I've come at the right time

to witness your success.

- Patrick, we are trying.

- And you keep failing.

- Look, we think we've solved the friction problem

by relieving the initial pressure.

- You continue to solve every problem

except the basic one.

- I wish you had more faith in me.

- Oh, I have a different faith than yours.

A more certain knowledge of what is to be

and of what is not to be.

- Must we have him here?

- Well, at least we know where he is and what he's up to.

All right.

Let's make it work this time.

- Blasphemy.

You scientists think you can give the gift of life.

- We're Michelle's only hope.

- Your medical science, your advanced quackery,

is no substitute for the true faith.

Only faith can outpace death.

- We should put him under restraint.

- Why?

- Would you say he was slightly off-balance, Doctor.

- When he was having visions about Alpha

being destroyed by fire, yes.

Now, we seem to be in the middle of a heat wave.

I don't know, Doctor.

- Okay, what now?

- Try again.

- Again?

- Again,

and again.

I wish you'd accept death as I do.

No, Michelle,

the spirit lives forever.

Think in the past, Patrick.

Come there with me.

It's easier when you do.

Where is your faith, Michelle?

My faith is in our love.

We've lived such a beautiful, intense life together.

So lucky.

Now, we must let it go.

- Rise up, Michelle.

Rise up.

- Sir, please go now.

She can't hear you when she's under sedation.

- No.

For your sake, if not for hers.

I have a plan to save you.

- Any new facts?

New readings, new anything, Sandra?

- Nothing, Commander.

The temperature just keeps rising.

How about tempers?

- No tantrums yet.

- Have you found out anything?

- No, nothing.

- John, if the situation goes critical and you haven't

returned yet, I suggest we evacuate

all nonessential personnel from the surface

and get them down below.

You're in command in my absence, Tony.

- Check.

- John, I've got a life-and-death medical problem here.

- Yes, Helena.

- Michelle Osgood.

I've tried everything else, nothing works.

Unless you release some teranium.

- We have no teranium to spare.

- Just a few grains.

- We have a total emergency on our hands,

and at this moment teranium is irreplaceable.

- So is Michelle Osgood's life.

- Helena, in normal conditions, I'd take the risk.

I'm sorry, but it's one life against hundreds,

and I can't jeopardize all of Alpha.

You'll find another way.

- Glad you have such tremendous faith in me.

- I wish you luck, Helena.

Eagle One out.

- Extreme heat can set off the explosives on this level,

so let's move them down to Level D, fast.

All right, load up that trolley.

Breathe easy, walk lightly.

And handle that stuff very carefully.

How are we, under control?

- Well, don't anybody sneeze too loud.

- That's what I like about you.

You always give me such a great sense of security.

- I want a word with you, Tony.

- Yeah, sure, Pat.

But don't make waves in here now.

Things are a little touch and go right now.

Come on, let's talk privately.

- No, right here.

- Pat, I'm sorry about Michelle.

I wish we could have found teranium in those catacombs.

- But we didn't, did we?

- Don't give up hope.

Helena is doing everything that's medically possible.

- Don't apologize for her scientific failures.

I have good news.

There will be salvation for my wife.

- How?

- I am her salvation.

- Pat, is that what you came storming

in here just now to tell me?

- Now listen to me.

I have supreme knowledge.

Only faith can give life.

Only faith can triumph over death.

- Only faith, huh?

- You go ahead, you mock me, Tony.

You haven't the power of faith.

- Mock you?

Aw, come on, Pat, do you remember me?

I was best man at your wedding.

Now if I didn't have faith.

- Just possibly, you may live long enough

to see the proof of Michelle cured.

Then again, you may not live.

- Come on, Pat, what you're saying...

- Stay here on Alpha, and you most certainly

will die with the rest.

But I congratulate at least on not fleeing

in the face of the coming catastrophe.

- Fleeing?

- Running away, like the commander has.

- Pat, I know what you're going through with Michelle,

and I know how much it hurts.

It hurts me just to watch it happening to you.

But believe me, nobody is running away from anything,

least of all the commander.

- No, but he might have remembered the example

of Noah's Ark and taken onboard all those wanna...

- Patrick, old buddy,

the commander has gone on a long-range reconnaissance

to try to find out what's causing

these high temperatures on Alpha.

- I have the answer.

I have seen the holocaust, I have seen Alpha in flames.

- I know you predicted this.

- I had a true vision.

- There are all kinds of visions, Pat.

Come on, why don't you talk to Helena?

- You were my friend, Tony.

- Correction, I am your friend.

- You think I'm strange because I see the future,

because I say Alpha will be destroyed.

Well, not Michelle, I'm taking her with me.

- All right, all right.

Let's talk about it.

- There is no talk.

There is only visions.

- All right, let's talk about visions then.

Come on, I'll go with you to Helena.

Pat, there are explosives in here.

Pat!

- If he shows, hold him, but no unnecessary force.

- Michelle.

- Say, Tony, is something wrong?

Is that why you're here?

- The last time I saw him, he was fine.

They're saying he's become dangerous.

- Oh, you know Patrick.

He's a regular bull in a china shop.

He married you, didn't he?

Swept you right off your feet.

If he hadn't, I would have.

- Patrick said terrible things were going

to happen to Alpha.

- Well, we'll see that they don't.

Trust us, the important thing now

is getting you well.

- I just keep worrying about him.

- Stop worrying, will you?

The moment he knows you're fine, he'll be fine.

That's a promise.

Right, now come on,

it's time for you to rest, Michelle.

Okay, hmm?

- How's it coming?

- We're trying number 11.

- I thought that was impossible without teranium.

- We're trying an alloy that Dorfman used

in his experiments before he perfected

the teranium wall.

- You mean it worked for him?

- Sometimes, for short durations.

- Good luck, especially for her.

- Best luck for her would be

if someone would find some teranium.

- Yeah.

Helena, we had a scramble with Osgood

in the A Level explosives room.

While he was on the boil, hungry for a fight,

hating everything.

Now he may be on his way down here, okay?

Wait a minute, what was he doing in the explosives room?

Yes, security.

- Explosive rooms in B, C and D levels

are off limits to all unauthorized personnel.

Especially Pat Osgood.

- I could get to love this heat wave.

How can we ever go back to wearing

regulation uniforms again?

Nobody'll give us a second look.

- Area 3 living quarters, get security onto it.

- Security, area 3, living quarters.

Get a stretcher.

All right, like they used to say

in old-time show business, one more time.

- Yeah, it's like they used to say in old-time

hospital wards, the operation was a success,

but we lost the patient.

- Yeah, but this time,

no workable heart, no operation.

- Well, we've tried everything.

- Except teranium.

- What do we do now?

- I don't know.

One thing I don't wanna do right now is face Michelle.

Not right now.

- Helena, we've got Osgood, emergency reception.

How is he?

- He's lost a lot of blood, surgical table.

- When the fire comes, flee to the catacombs.

- Just lie back, there's no fire.

- You will be safe in the catacombs, I know.

- Another vision, Pat?

- You must believe me.

Dr. Russell.

- Antiseptic.

- Dr. Russell.

If you look closely, you'll find I've wired myself

as a human explosive.

- Listen, Pat, this is no time for games.

- Come closer, Tony, see what happens.

- May I examine you?

- Carefully.

- Look, Patrick, you've lost a lot of blood.

It may require surgery.

- No, bandage my arm,

and then you'll take me to my wife.

She's waiting.

- Pat, you can't.

- Easy, Tony, old buddy.

Any sudden move, I could lose my grip on this firing pin.

- Tony, please.

- It's wrong what you're doing, Pat.

All wrong.

- All right, help me bandage this arm.

- Hey, what a cloud.

- There's no need to state the obvious.

Where did it come from?

Maybe it was formed

by whatever's causing the heat.

Well, we sure can't tell from this side.

- Yeah, but what I wanna know is what's on the other side.

- Patrick, listen to me, as a doctor.

Please, don't do this.

- Michelle is mine to do with, not yours.

- She's not yours to kill.

- I can save her.

- The only thing that can save her is a new heart.

- How many have you tried already, huh?

- None with teranium.

Look, I promise you, I'll get teranium for the next one.

If John were here, he'd bring me some.

He would not risk Michelle being killed.

- I'd blow myself up before I would hurt her.

- She has a chance here.

You both have.

Please, don't take her.

- I am her only chance.

You couldn't save her with all your medical science

even if you had teranium, but my faith can.

Come, Michelle.

- She's sedated, she can't hear you.

- Patrick.

- Will you come with me?

- Yes.

- It's all right.

We're going a long way, but we'll be together.

- I love you.

- I told you.

She's mine.

Approach with extreme caution.

He is wired with explosives.

Repeat, approach with extreme caution.

And if spotted, don't crowd him.

Stay clear and report his location.

Repeat, do nothing, just report his location.

- External heat rising.

- Glare shield.

There's our heat wave, Bill.

- Wow, talk about Dante's Inferno.

- Computerize its course.

- Collision course Alpha.

Commander, it's enormous.

- Speed.

- Faster than our maximum speed.

- Eagle One to Alpha, firestorm is in a direct line

for Alpha, ETA 1100.

So batten down your hatches, Alpha.

- And how about a nice tall cool drink

waiting for us, Alpha?

Hey, Tony, even settle for a beer.

- John, listen to me.

- Helena, I know what I'm...

- We've lost him.

- Tony, we found Michelle's nameplate.

They're here in the catacombs, somewhere.

- All right, put Alpha on emergency status, full alert.

Firefighters, extra crews in explosives

and munitions building.

Helena, casualty stations.

Peter, all nonessential machinery and equipment

shut down right now, and I mean shut down.

- What about Michelle and Osgood?

- I'm going down in the catacombs after them.

- Tony, John may have been about to release some teranium.

- He was cut off, Helena.

We don't know what he was gonna say.

- But a determination has to be made.

You're in command now.

- Yeah, well we may all go up in smoke anyway.

Take what you need.

- We've got a head start.

Let's see if we can outrun it.

- Patrick.

Hold on to me.

I'm so tired.

- We'll rest here.

Please, don't be afraid.

- I'm not afraid when I'm with you.

I know you love me.

- Yes, always.

- Wasn't there any hope for me in hospital?

- None at all.

- Dr. Russell tried so very hard.

- She failed, utterly.

- You know best, Patrick.

- Are you able to walk now?

- Not yet.

- Shh.

- I'm sorry, my darling, but we must go on.

- I'll try.

- We're gonna be safe now, where the fire won't find us.

- So hard.

- Try to go on.

Michelle.

Can you hear me, Michelle?

- I'm not afraid to die.

- You'll never die.

I won't let you go.

Be conquered by my faith.

You weren't born to die.

Your being and breath,

what you are can never be destroyed.

- Doctor, why don't you take a break?

- When I know the patient's going to live.

That's when, Ben.

Checklist.

All right, systolic intervals check.

- Yeah.

The heat waves are blasting Alpha.

I hope there's something left of the launchpad

for us to land on.

- Here we go.

Come on, teranium, hang on in there.

That wall's got to hold.

- Wow, the job's half done.

- Yes, Helena.

- Tony, it's working.

The new heart is working.

You've gotta find her and bring her back.

Tony?

- Must be shock waves from the storm.

- Please, Tony, listen to me.

We can't lose Michelle now.

We just, we just can't lose her now.

- We'll get her.

Come on.

- Heavy damage to all surface installations, Commander.

Some casualties, but we are functioning.

- Can you clear a landing area?

- Top priority, Commander.

- More surface explosions?

- Yeah, Osgood prophecy.

Just as well we're following a prophet.

- Unless he explodes.

- Listen.

Pat, it's me, Tony, listen.

The new heart, it's working.

Wait, Pat, listen.

- It's all right, darling.

Come on.

- It's no good, we'll never find them in the dark.

- He doesn't need to see,

not the way he knows the catacombs.

- Maya?

Yes, Tony.

- We're in the catacombs, level three.

Get here, on the double.

- Not so many injured as I thought.

- Suppose we do catch up with him.

Will it matter?

- That's another thing I like about you.

You're always upbeat?

Tony.

- Maya.

Maya?

Over here, Tony.

- Listen, Osgood's taken Michelle deep into the catacombs.

Now somebody's gotta go in after her.

Somebody who can see in the dark.

- Let's hear you, so we can follow.

Michelle.

- Tony.

- Yeah, I'm okay, and I've got Michelle.

- Where's Osgood?

- He's buried, under a rock pile.

Give me a hand.

Get her to medical, fast.

- What about Osgood?

- I'm not gonna leave him here.

- Are we ready?

Power on a hypothermic lens.

Incision.

Nurse.

- Heartbeat, do you reckon?

Heart stopped.

- Retractors.

- Pressure going down.

- Clamp on.

- Pressure gone.

- Suction.

- Electric motor in.

Arterial clamp.

Venous clamp.

The heart's started again.

The heart rate's excellent.

The pulse rate's poor.

Her vital signs are weak.

- She's dying.

- With this heart, she should live forever.

But we just can't transplant faith.

- Patrick said she would survive without him.

- He's alive.

- Put him over there, right next to his wife.

- It's over.

- I think Michelle's going to be all right.

I wonder if Patrick will regain his mental stability.

- Yeah, maybe, given enough time.

And faith.

- I see you can't tear yourself away

from admiring my artistry.

- No, I was thinking about Patrick and Michelle.

- Yeah, about Patrick.

You know, one thing bothers me.

His prediction of that heat storm.

I mean, how come he knew that?

Don't tell me he was in communication

with that storm cloud.

- Look, his mind was under tremendous strain.

We know so little about the universe.

Who's to say there wasn't an intelligence

in that heat storm that was somehow able to communicate

with Patrick in the state that he was in?

- Not me.

Oh, would you look at that color?

Pure amber.

And the consistency of it.

It's not a bubble in sight.

- Our computer analysis of your last concoction.

- Yeah yeah yeah yeah, unfit for human consumption.

Sure, I know.

Would you tell me, what does a computer

know about beer anyway?

No lust for adventure, no imagination, no taste.

Nothing.

Ah, Verdeschi, you're a genius.

- Yes, Sandra.

- Tony, Eagle One has just touched down.

- Welcome back, John.

- It's good to be back, Helena.

I guess luck was with us.

What's with Alpha?

- Everything's okay, John.

As a matter of fact, we were just about

to raise a glass to your safe return.

- Not of your manufacture, I hope.

- Only one of us is that adventurous.

- Oh, that is fantastic.

Now who said that was unfit for human consumption?

- Who said you were human?

- I'm gonna go find Maya.

If I'm gonna be insulted, I want it done by an expert.

- John, thanks for the teranium.

- Teranium?

- It saved Michelle's life.

- I did not.

Oh yeah.

- Welcome back, John.