I want all personnel on board the Event Horizon pronto.
– Meet at the air tanks.
– I’m ahead of you, sir.
Bringing thermal units on-line.
Hold tight. Prep for Gs.
DJ, where are you?
– The antenna array is completely fried.
We’ve got no radio, no laser, no high gain.
No one’s coming to help us.
– Yeah. Carbon dioxide.
– It’s building up with every breath we take and the CO2 filters on the Event Horizon are shot.
– We’ll take the scrubbers from the Clark. That gives us what?
– Enough breathable air for 20 hours, but after that, we’d better be going.