Fail-Safe

fail-safe (adj.)

also failsafe, fail safe "safe against failure," 1945, originally in reference to aircraft construction, from fail (v.) + safe (adj.). The novel about a nuclear attack caused by mechanical error is from 1962.

KIRK: 

Why would a Starfleet Admiral 

ask a 300 year old frozen man for help?

KHAN: 

Because I am better.

KIRK: 

At what?

KHAN: 

Everything. 

Alexander Marcus needed to respond 

to an uncivilised threat in a civilised time, 

and for that he needed a warrior's mind, 

my mind, to design weapons and warships.

SPOCK: 

You are suggesting the Admiral violated 

every regulation he vowed to uphold 

simply because he wanted to exploit 

your intellect.

KHAN: 

He wanted to exploit my savagery. 

Intellect alone is useless in a fight, Mister Spock. 

You, you can't even break a rule. 

How would you be expected to break bone? 

Marcus used me to design weapons, 

to help him realise his vision of a militarised Starfleet. 

He sent you to use those weapons. 

To fire my torpedoes on an unsuspecting planet. 

And then he purposely 

crippled your ship in enemy space, 

leading to one inevitable outcome. 

The Klingons would come searching 

for whomever was responsible, 

and you would have 

no chance of escape. 

Marcus would finally have 

the war he talked about. 

The war he always wanted.

KIRK: 

No. No. I watched you open fire 

in a room full of 

unarmed Starfleet officers. 

You killed them in cold blood!

KHAN: 

Marcus took my crew from me.

KIRK: 

You are a murderer!

KHAN: 

He used my friends to control me. 

I tried to smuggle them to safety by concealing them in the very weapons I had designed, but I was discovered. 

I had no choice but to escape alone. 

And when I did, I had every reason to suspect that Marcus had killed every single one 

of the people I hold most dear. 

So I responded in kind. 

My crew is my family, Kirk. 

Is there anything you would 

not do for your family?

Prof. Groeteschele: 

Excuse me. Every minute we wait works against us. 

Now, Mr. Secretary, now is when 

we must send in a first strike.

Gen. Stark: 

We don't go in for sneak attacks. 

We had that done to us at Pearl Harbor.

Prof. Groeteschele: 

And the Japanese were right to do it. 

From their point of view, we were their mortal enemy. As long as we 

existed, we were a deadly threat to them. 

Their only mistake was that they 

failed to finish us at the start, 

and they paid for that mistake 

at Hiroshima.

Gen. Stark: 

You're talking about a different kind of war.

Prof. Groeteschele: 

Exactly. This time, we can finish what we start. And if we act now, right now, our casualties will be minimal.

Brigadier General Warren A. Black: You know what you're saying?

Prof. Groeteschele: 

Do you believe that Communism 

is not our mortal enemy?

Brigadier General Warren A. Black: You're justifying murder.

Prof. Groeteschele: 

Yes, to keep from being murdered.

Brigadier General Warren A. Black: 

In the name of what? 

To preserve what? 

Even if we do survive, 

what are we? 

Better than what we say they are? 

What gives us the right to live, then? What makes us worth surviving, Groeteschele? 

That we are ruthless enough 

to strike first?

Prof. Groeteschele: 

Yes! Those who can survive are 

the only ones worth surviving.

Brigadier General Warren A. Black: 

Fighting for your life isn't 

the same as murder.

Prof. Groeteschele: 

Where do you draw the line 

once you know What The Enemy is? 

How long would the Nazis 

have kept it up, General, 

if every Jew they came after 

had met them with 

a gun in his hand? 

But I learned from them, 

General Black. Oh, I learned.

Brigadier General Warren A. Black: 

You learned too well, Professor. 

You learned so well that now 

there's no difference between 

you and what you want to kill.

Didymus

“Yesterday, a Friend of Mine, 

a very brave, good woman, 

collapsed in terrible pain.

One minute, she was fit and well,

the next minute, 

she was in agony.

She is now in hospital, 

and this morning 

I was told she's

suffering from cancer.

Why?

See, if you love someone,

you don't want them to suffer — 

You can't bear it.

You want to take 

their suffering 

onto yourself.

If even I feel like that —

Why Doesn't God?”

— C.S. Lewis

This Time, there’s 

Two of Us.

The Batman :

Your insane.

Owlman :

It doesn’t matter — there are other versions of Me that You would find quite charming.

24 But Thomas, one of the twelve, called Didymus, was not with them when Jesus came.


25 The other disciples therefore said unto him, We have seen the Lord. But he said unto them, Except I shall see in his hands the print of the nails, and put my finger into the print of the nails, and thrust my hand into his side, I will not believe.


26 And after eight days again his disciples were within, and Thomas with them: then came Jesus, the doors being shut, and stood in the midst, and said, Peace be unto you.


27 Then saith he to Thomas, Reach hither thy finger, and behold my hands; and reach hither thy hand, and thrust it into my side: and be not faithless, but believing.


28 And Thomas answered and said unto him, My Lord and my God.


29 Jesus saith unto him, Thomas, because thou hast seen me, thou hast believed: blessed are they that have not seen, and yet have believed.

Commentators have noted that John avoids saying whether Thomas actually did “thrust” his hand in. Before the Protestant Reformation the usual belief, reflected in artistic depictions, was that he had done so, which most Catholic writers continued to believe, while Protestant writers often thought that he had not.

Regardless of the question of whether Thomas had felt as well as “seen” the physical evidence of the Resurrection of Jesus, the Catholic interpretation was that, although Jesus asserts the superiority of those who have faith without physical evidence, he was nonetheless willing to show Thomas his wound, and let him feel it. This was used by theologians as biblical encouragement for the use of physical experiences such as pilgrimages, veneration of relics and ritual in reinforcing Christian beliefs.

Protestant theologians emphasized Jesus’ statement of the superiority of “faith alone” (see sola fide), although the evangelical-leaning Anglican Thomas Hartwell Horne, in his widely read Introduction to the Critical Study and Knowledge of the Holy Scriptures (first published in 1818) treated Thomas’s incredulity, which he extended somewhat to the other apostles, approvingly, as evidence both of the veracity of the gospels, as a “forger” would be unlikely to have invented it, and of their proper suspicion of the seemingly impossible, demonstrating their reliability as witnesses.6 In the early church, Gnostic authors were very insistent that Thomas did not actually examine Jesus, and elaborated on this in apocryphal accounts, perhaps tending to push their non-Gnostic opponents in the other direction.

The theological interpretation of the episode has concentrated on it as a demonstration of the reality of the resurrection, but as early as the writings of the 4th- and 5th-century saints John Chrysostom and Cyril of Alexandria it had been given a eucharistic interpretation, seen as an allegory of the sacrament of the Eucharist, what remained a recurring theme in commentary.

Alexa

Slime Test: Shout At It, Ray! | Film Clip | GHOSTBUSTERS II

A black Kitchen Aid microwave beeped. The Ghostbusters gathered around a table on the second floor of the Firehouse. Egon took a sample of the pink ectoplasm in tupperware out of the microwave.

RAY STANTZ: We've been experimenting with the plasm we found in the subway tunnel. Careful.

PETER VENKMAN: Should I get spoons?

EGON SPENGLER: Don't bother. Watch this. Go ahead, Ray.

It was 2:30 on the clock on the wall by the refrigerator.

RAY STANTZ: You! You worthless piece of slime! You ignorant, disgusting blob.

The pink ectoplasm bubbled in reaction to Ray's shouting.

EGON SPENGLER: You're nothing but an unstable, short-chain molecule!

RAY STANTZ: You foul, obnoxious muck!

EGON SPENGLER: You have a weak electrochemical bond!

Winston and Peter looked at each other.

RAY STANTZ: I have seen some disgusting crud in my time, but you take the cake. You know what, you're just--

Winston stopped Ray. Egon flashed his hands to stop.

PETER VENKMAN: This is what you do with your spare time?

RAY STANTZ: Peter, this is an incredible breakthrough. I mean, what a discovery. A psychoreactive substance. Whatever this stuff is, it responds to human emotional states.

PETER VENKMAN: Mood slime.

Egon turned away in disbelief.

PETER VENKMAN: Oh, baby...

It bubbled.

WINSTON ZEDDEMORE: You mean this stuff actually feeds on bad vibes?

RAY STANTZ: Like a cop in a doughnut factory.

EGON SPENGLER: We've been running tests to see if we can get an equally strong positive reaction.

PETER VENKMAN: What kind of tests?

RAY STANTZ: Well, we sing to it, and we talk to it, and say supportive, nurturing things to it...

PETER VENKMAN: You're not sleeping with it, are you, Ray?

There was an awkward silence and sense of uneasiness from Ray and Egon.

PETER VENKMAN: Oh, you.

WINSTON ZEDDEMORE: It's always the quiet ones.

PETER VENKMAN: You hound.

EGON SPENGLER: Ahem. How about the kinetic test?

RAY STANTZ: Okay.

Egon took a toaster from the kitchen counter.

EGON SPENGLER: Ordinary household toaster.

PETER VENKMAN: I'll take your word for that.

Ray placed some ectoplasm into the toaster with a spoon. Egon placed it on the billiards table.

RAY STANTZ: It responds to music, so we've been doing some experimentation. Playing easy listening. Middle-of-the-road type stuff. You know, Paul Young, Dust In The Wind, that works okay.

PETER VENKMAN: It works for me.

EGON SPENGLER: It loves Jackie Wilson.

Jackie Wilson's "(Your Love Has Lifted Me) Higher and Higher" was played.

PETER VENKMAN: Sheesh! You guys do this at night when I'm not here? Oh, I get it. It sings. It sounds exactly like Jackie, that's fantastic.

EGON SPENGLER: Just watch.

PETER VENKMAN: Does it do Emmylou Harris?

The toaster hopped up.

PETER VENKMAN: Oh, it dances, too.

The toaster moved around like it was dancing. The guys smiled.

RAY STANTZ: Whoa! Shake it up!

The toaster ejected toast. Egon caught them then turned off the music. Peter hugged the toaster.

PETER VENKMAN: Oh! Oh, oh baby, oh, you're my number one Christmas boutique gift item!

WINSTON ZEDDEMORE: Right, and the first time somebody gets mad the toaster could eat their hand.

PETER VENKMAN: No, no, no, no. We put a warning label on it, we don't have any liability- aggh! Ow! Ow!

Egon quickly took the toaster away. It was just a prank. Peter gestured like he poked Egon's eyes.

PETER VENKMAN: Ow! Oh, did you ever go for it! The old man-eating-toaster bit.

Peter gestured with his index and middle fingers in a "V" pointed at Egon's eyes. Ray screamed as he grabbed Peter from behind playfully.

RAY STANTZ: Get him!

Here Douglas Adams discusses the then ground-breaking concepts which just 20 years later we take for granted.

Right now we've got to concentrate on keeping ourselves alive.

The Designated Survivor: 

They can't get in. 

Old windows and doors. Okay. 

The older something is, 

the stronger it is. 

What else? 

Go and check the other doors! Move! 


JACKIE: 

What's happening? 

What are they? 

What are they? 


The Designated Survivor: 

There's been an accident in time. 

A wound in time. They're like bacteria, 

taking advantage. 


JACKIE: 

What do you mean, ‘Time’? 

What're you jabbering on about, ‘Time’? 


The Designated Survivor: 

Oh, I might've known you'd argue. 

Jackie, I'm sick of you complaining. 


JACKIE: 

How do you know my name? 


The Designated Survivor: 

I haven't got time for this…..

JACKIE: 

I've never met you in my life! 


The Designated Survivor: 

No, and you never will 

unless I sort this out. 

Now, if you don't mind, 

I've waited a long time to say this. 

Jackie Tyler, Do as I Say. 

Go and Check The Doors. 


JACKIE: 

Yes, sir. 


The Designated Survivor: 

I should have done that ages ago. 


STUART: 

My Dad was out there….

The Designated Survivor : 

You can mourn him later. 

Right now we've got to concentrate 

on keeping ourselves alive. 


STUART: 

My Dad had —


The Designated Survivor : 

There's nothing I can do for him. 


STUART: 

No, but he had this phone thing. 

I can't get it to work. 

I keep getting this voice. 


BELL : 

Watson, come here. I need you. 

Watson, come here. I need you. 


The Designated Survivor : 

That's the very first phone call. 

Alexander Graham Bell. 

I don't think the telephone's 

going to be much use. 


STUART: 

But someone must have 

called The Police. 


The Designated Survivor: 

Police can't help you now. 

No one can. 

Nothing in this universe 

can harm those things. 

Time's been damaged 

and they've come 

to sterilise The Wound. 

By consuming everything inside. 


ROSE: 

Is this because…? 

Is this my fault?

The Designated Survivor: 

I did it again. I picked another STUPID ape. 

I should've known. It's not about showing you Theniverse. 

It never is. It's about the universe doing something for YOU. 

ROSE: 

So it's okay when YOU go to other times, 

and you save people's lives, 

but not when it's me saving my dad. 

The Designated Survivor: 

I know what I'm doing, you don’t.

Two sets of us being there made that a vulnerable point. 

ROSE: 

But he's ALIVE! 

The Designated Survivor: 

My entire PLANET died. 

My whole family. 

Do you think it never occurred to me to go back and save them? 

ROSE: 

But it's not like 

I've changed history. Not much. 

I mean he's never going to be 

A World Leader. 

He's not going to start 

World War Three or anything. 

The Designated Survivor: 

Rose, There's A Man alive 

in The World 

who wasn't alive before. 

An ORDINARY Man. 

That's The Most Important Thing 

in Creation. 

The Whole World's DIFFERENT 

because He’s Alive.

Messy, Sexual and Difficult

Alexander Hamilton (to Burr) : 

God, I wish there was A War! 

Then we could prove that we're worth more than anyone bargained for...

Kneel before Me. 

I said KNEEL! 

Is •not• this SIMPLER? 

Is this •not• Your Natural State? 

It's The Unspoken Truth of Humanity, 

that you crave Subjugation. 

The bright lure of Freedom 

diminishes your Life's Joy 

in a mad scramble for Power, 

for IDENTITY. 

You were •made• to be RULED. 

In The End, you will •always• kneel.

From Alexander Hamilton to Edward Stevens, 11 November 1769

To Edward Stevens

St Croix Novemr. 11th 1769

Dear Edward

This just serves to acknowledge receipt of yours per Cap Lowndes which was delivered me Yesterday. The truth of Cap Lightbourn & Lowndes information is now verifyd by the Presence of your Father and Sister for whose safe arrival I Pray, and that they may convey that Satisfaction to your Soul that must naturally flow from the sight of Absent Friends in health, and shall for news this way refer you to them. As to what you say respecting your having soon the happiness of seeing us all, I wish, for an accomplishment of your hopes provided they are Concomitant with your welfare, otherwise not, tho doubt whether I shall be Present or not for to confess my weakness, Ned, my Ambition is prevalent that I contemn the grov’ling and condition of a Clerk or the like, to which my Fortune &c. condemns me and would willingly risk my life tho’ not my Character to exalt my Station. Im confident, Ned that my Youth excludes me from any hopes of immediate Preferment nor do I desire it, but I mean to prepare the way for futurity. Im no Philosopher you see and may be jusly said to Build Castles in the Air. My Folly makes me ashamd and beg youll Conceal it, yet Neddy we have seen such Schemes successfull when the Projector is Constant I shall Conclude saying I wish there was a War.

I am   Dr Edward   Yours

Alex Hamilton

PS   I this moment receivd yours by William Smith and am pleasd to see you Give such Close Application to Study.

“It isn’t just that the self-appointed organizers of the ‘gay community’ have a particular view of politics. They also have a specific view of the alleged responsibilities that being gay brings with it. 

In 2013 the novelist Bret Easton Ellis was reprimanded and banned from the annual media awards dinner by the gay organization GLAAD. 

He had been found guilty of tweeting views about the asinine nature of gay television characters that GLAAD said ‘the gay community had responded negatively to’.

This censorious tone – the prim schoolmaster tone – is the same one Pink News unleashed with a straight face in 2018, with its list of ten ‘dos and don’ts’ for straight people on ‘how they should behave in gay bars’.

In all of these cases the normal instinct is to say ‘Just who the hell do you think you are?’ 

But after his reprimand for wrong-think Ellis managed to sum up what had become a whole part of the new gay problem. 

This was, as he said, that we had come to live in ‘The reign of The Gay Man as Magical Elf, who whenever he comes out appears before us as some kind of saintly E.T. whose sole purpose is to be put in the position of reminding us only about Tolerance and Our Own Prejudices and To Feel Good About Ourselves and to be A Symbol.’

The reign of the magical gay elf has indeed been settled for the time being as one of the acceptable ways in which society has made its peace with homosexuality. 

Gays can now marry like everybody, else can pretend that they have children in exactly the same way as everybody else, and in general prove – as Dustin Lance Black and Tom Daley do on their YouTube channel – that gays are unthreatening people who actually spend their lives being cute and making cupcakes. 

As Ellis wrote, ‘The Sweet and Sexually Unthreatening and Super-Successful Gay is supposed to be destined to transform The Hets into noble gay-loving protectors – as long as the gay in question isn’t messy or sexual or difficult.’

The former enfant terrible of American fiction had put his finger on something here.”

The Majors Tom : 2010 - The Year We Make Contact

We're on dangerous ground right now, because of our secrets and our lies.

They're practically what define us.

When The Truth offends, we lie and lie until we can no longer remember it is even there.

But it is still there.

Every lie we tell incurs a debt to The Truth.

Sooner or later, that debt is paid.

That is how an HAL-9000 Computer turns into a serial murderer and goes on a killing spree.

Lies.

 

Understand, nobody can talk.
The accents will confuse him.
He can understand me, so if you have
any questions, please let me ask them.
Good morning, HAL.


HAL [OVER SPEAKERS]:
Good morning, Dr. Chandra.


Do you feel capable of resuming all of your duties?
 

Of course.
I am completely operational and all my circuits are functioning perfectly.


That's good.
Do you know what those duties are?
 

Yes. I will operate the onboard systems of Discovery.
There is a launch window in 31 days when Earth is in the proper position.
There is enough fuel on board
for a low consumption route that will enable Discovery
to return in 28 months.
This will not present a problem.
 

CHANDRA: 
That's very good.
Now, HAL, do you mind if I ask you a question?
 

Not at all.
 

Do you recall Dave Bowman
and Frank Poole leaving the Discovery?
 

Certainly not. That could never have happened or I would remember it.


Where are Frank and Dave?


They're fine. They're not here right now.
 

Who are these people?
I can only identify you although I compute
a 65 percent probability that the man behind you is Dr. Floyd.
 

CHANDRA: 
Don't worry, HAL.
I'll explain everything later.
 


Has the mission been completed?
You know that I have the greatest enthusiasm for it.
 


The mission has been completed
and you have carried out your program very well.
 

And now, HAL, if you will excuse us
for a moment we wish to have a private conversation.
 

Certainly.
What was that all about?
 


I've erased all of HAL's memory from the moment the trouble started.
 

The 9000 series
uses holographic memories so chronological erasures
would not work.


CHANDRA: 
 I made a tapeworm.



You made a what?
It's a program that's fed into a system that will destroy any desired memories.


Wait.


Do you know why HAL did what he did?


Yes. It wasn't his fault.
Whose fault was it?

Yours.


Mine?
CHANDRA:
Yours.
In going through HAL's memory banks
I discovered his original orders.
You wrote those orders.
Discovery's mission to Jupiter was already
in the advanced stages when the first small monolith was found
and sent its signal toward Jupiter.
By direct presidential order, the existence
of that monolith was kept secret.


So?

So as the function of the command crew, Bowman and Poole
was to get Discovery to its destination it was decided they shouldn't be informed.


The investigative team was trained separately and placed in hibernation before the voyage began.
Since HAL was capable of operating
Discovery without human assistance it was decided he should be programmed to complete the mission autonomously in the event the crew was incapacitated or killed.
He was given full knowledge
of the true objective and instructed not to reveal anything
to Bowman or Poole.

He was instructed to lie.


What are you talking about?
I didn't authorize anyone to tell HAL about the monolith.
 

The directive is NSC 342-slash-23, Top Secret, January 30, 2001 .
NSC, National Security Council, the White House.
I don't care who it is.
The situation was in conflict with the basic purpose of HAL's design the accurate processing of information without distortion or concealment.
 
He became trapped.

The technical term is an H-Mobius loop, which can happen in advanced computers with autonomous
goal-seeking programs.


The goddamn White House.
I don't believe it.
 
HAL was told to lie by people who find it easy to lie.
HAL doesn't know how, so he couldn't function.
He became paranoid.
 

Those sons of bitches.
I didn't know.
I didn't know.

You think we're gonna

get out of this alive?

We have a chance.

A man of few words. I like it.

HAL [OVER SPEAKERS]: Fifteen minutes

to ignition. All systems nominal.

Good. Thank you, HAL.

FLOYD [OVER RADIO]:

We read 15 minutes, Discovery.

HAL: Dr. Chandra,

I've checked my calculations again.

By using all of Discovery's fuel now,

Discovery will not be in proper position...

...to rendezvous with Earth.

CHANDRA: Yes, I know.

HAL: Then why are we doing it?

You will rendezvous

with the new space station.

The Leonov has been

ordered home immediately.

HAL: I have no information regarding

a new space station.

Yes, I....

I know, uh.

It was completed two years ago.

Oh, my God.

FLOYD:

Put the telescope on the monitor.

Increase the magnification.

HAL:

Eleven minutes to ignition.

I don't believe it.

HAL: Dr. Chandra,

I detect strong vocal stress patterns.

-Is there a problem?

CHANDRA: No, HAL.

The mission is proceeding normally.

Can you analyze the image

on Monitor Circuit 2?

HAL: Yes. There is a circular object

near the equator.

It is 22,000 kilometers in diameter.

It is comprised of rectangular objects.

CHANDRA: How many?

HAL: 1,355,000, plus or minus 1000.

And what is the proportion

of the objects in question?

HAL: One-by-four-by-nine.

CHANDRA: Do you recognize these objects?

HAL: Yes. They are identical in size and shape

to the object you call the monolith.

Ten minutes to ignition.

All systems nominal.

CHANDRA: Is the number

of monoliths constant?

HAL:

No.

-They are increasing.

-At what rate?

HAL:

Once every two minutes.

Look closely.

Tell me I'm nuts. Are the cloud formations

going towards the spot?

You're not nuts.

ORLOV: Looks like the thing

is eating the planet.

-I think it is.

-It's reproducing exactly like a virus.

HAL: Eight minutes to ignition.

Dr. Chandra, may I make a suggestion?

Of course. What is it, HAL?

HAL:

This is a very unusual phenomenon.

Don't you think

I should abort the countdown...

...so you can remain to study it?

Chandra, get on a headset.

-Use the private channel.

-Okay.

Now you got to talk quickly.

Persuade him to continue the countdown.

I don't care what you tell him,

only don't let him stop.

HAL:

Five minutes to ignition.

Dr. Chandra, I'm ready to stop

the countdown if you want.

No, HAL, don't stop.

I am confident in your ability

to study the phenomenon yourself.

I have complete faith in you.

HAL: Propellant tank pressurization

completed. Voltage steady.

Are you sure you're making

the right decision?

I think we should stop.

Four minutes to ignition.

I enjoy working with human beings...

...and have stimulating relationships

with them.

We enjoy working with you, HAL,

and we will continue to do so...

...even if we are separated

by great distance.

Good God.

Color.

It's fading.

ORLOV: It seems to be

losing its chemical strength.

HAL: I think we should stop the countdown,

Dr. Chandra.

No. Don't do that.

HAL: This behavior is inconsistent

with logic, Dr. Chandra.

This phenomenon is too important

to leave, unless it represented danger.

Do you think there is danger here?

Captain, how critical is our ignition?

-Can we do this manually?

-It's very critical.

We cannot be accurate

to a tenth of a second if we do it manually.

HAL:

Three minutes to ignition.

Dr. Chandra, I am waiting for your reply.

I don't have time

to explain everything to you, HAL.

We have to leave here

and we need your help.

HAL:

Thirty seconds to final sequence.

If you would tell me the reasons

perhaps I could be of help.

Final sequence beginning.

Two minutes to ignition.

Dr. Chandra, I find it difficult

to proceed with the ignition...

...without knowing why we are doing this.

Is the mission in jeopardy?

Yes, we're in jeopardy.

HAL: Is that why we are making our

escape launch before the launch window?

Yes, HAL.

HAL:

Ignition in 90 seconds.

If there is danger here

and I use up all the fuel in the escape...

...what will happen to the Discovery?

It could be destroyed.

HAL:

And if I don't proceed with the launch?

Then the Leonov and everybody in it

could be destroyed.

HAL:

I understand now, Dr. Chandra.

Do you want me to stay with you?

HAL: No.

It is better for the mission if you leave.

One minute to ignition.

Thank you for telling me the truth.

You deserve it.

HAL:

Fifty seconds.

Dr. Chandra?

Yes?

HAL:

Will I dream?

I don't know.

HAL:

Forty seconds.

Thirty seconds.

Thank you, HAL.

HAL:

Goodbye, Dr. Chandra.

Twenty seconds.

FLOYD:

Chandra, get the hell out of there.

HAL:

Ten, nine, eight, seven...

...six, five, four, three...

...two, one.

Ignition full thrust.

MAN [OVER PA]: One minute to separation.

Separation in one minute.

-You had us scared for a moment.

-Nice work. You all right?

Yes, I'm all right.

MAN: Separation in 40 seconds.

-Thought you might want this.

When?

-Wasn't very hard to find.

MAN: Separation in 30 seconds.

Yeah, I knew you would do

something like this.

MAN:

Separation in 20 seconds.

Separation in 10 seconds.

[SPEAKING IN RUSSIAN]

Nine, eight, seven...

...six, five, four, three...

...two, one, zero.

BOWMAN:

HAL, do you read me?

HAL [OVER SPEAKERS]:

Yes, Dave.

Where are you?

I cannot see you on any of my monitors.

BOWMAN: That isn't important now.

I have new instructions for you.

I want you to point the AE35 antenna

towards Earth.

HAL: Dave, that will mean breaking contact

with the Leonov.

I will no longer be able to relay

my Jupiter observations...

...according to program.

BOWMAN:

I understand.

The situation has changed.

Accept priority override alpha.

Here are the AE35 coordinates.

Please, do it now.

HAL: Instructions confirmed, Dave.

It is good to be working with you again.

Have I fulfilled

the mission objectives properly?

BOWMAN:

Yes, HAL. You have done very well.

Now, there is one final message for you

to transmit to Earth.

It is the most important message

you have ever sent.

I want you to keep repeating it

as many times as possible.

HAL: What is going to happen, Dave?

BOWMAN: Something wonderful.

HAL: I'm afraid.

BOWMAN: Don't be. We'll be together.

HAL: Where will we be?

BOWMAN: Where I am now.

HAL: Lock confirmed on Beacon Terra 1.

Message commencing.

It's shrinking! It's shrinking!

[ALARM BEEPING]

Don't quit. Don't quit, damn it.

Move!

Grab something, now!

The Messenger

 
I know you people are caught in the middle of this. 

In a sense, we all are.

I wish there was something I could do.

The only thing left for us is to pray.

Pray for the safety of our families, for our countries, for our planet.

May God forgive us and protect us.

FLOYD : 

HAL, give me a system status report, please.

HAL-9000 :

Just one moment, please.

I'm sorry for the delay.

My voice recognition circuits are not completely restored although, as you can see, they are improving.

All systems are functional.

There is a small pressure leak in the aft heating unit. 

It is nothing serious.

I can compensate for it by using the redundant units.

FLOYD :

Thank you.

HAL-9000 :

Dr. Floyd?

FLOYD :

Yes?

HAL-9000 :

Would you like to play a game of chess?

I play very well.

FLOYD :

I'm sure you do. 

No, thank you.

HAL-9000 :

Dr. Floyd?

FLOYD :

What is it, HAL?

HAL-9000 :

There is a message for you.

FLOYD :

Who's calling?

HAL-9000 :

There is no identification.

FLOYD :

What's the message?

HAL-9000 :

Message as follows:

It is Dangerous to Remain Here.

You Must Leave Within Two Days.

FLOYD :

What?

HAL-9000 :

Do you want me to repeat the message, Dr. Floyd?

FLOYD :

Who recorded it?

HAL-9000 :

This is not a recording.

FLOYD :

Who's sending it?

HAL-9000 :

There is no identification.

FLOYD :

I don't understand.

HAL-9000 :

Neither do I.

FLOYD :

Is this message by voice or keyboard?

HAL-9000 :

I don't know.

FLOYD :

My response is:

We don't have enough fuel for an earlier departure.

HAL-9000 :

The answer is:

I'm aware of these facts.

Nevertheless, you must leave within two days.

FLOYD :

HAL, who the hell is sending this?

HAL-9000 :

I'm sorry, Dr. Floyd. 
I don't know.

FLOYD :

Well, tell whoever it is that I can't take any of this seriously unless I know who I'm talking to.

HAL-9000 :

Dr. Floyd?

FLOYD :

Yes?

HAL-9000 : 

The response is:

I was David Bowman.

Do you want me to repeat the last response?

FLOYD :

No, no.

Tell Curnow that this is no time for jokes.

HAL-9000 :

Dr. Curnow is not sending the message.

He is in Accessway 2.

FLOYD :

Well, tell whoever it is that...

...I can't accept that identification without proof.

HAL-9000 :

The response is: 

I understand.

It is important that you believe me.

Look behind you.

IWAS :

[IN COMPUTERIZED VOICE]

Hello, Dr. Floyd.

Please...

...believe me.

FLOYD :

What are you?

 IWAS :

This is very difficult for me.

I don't have much time.

I've been allowed to give you this warning.

You must leave here in two days.

FLOYD :

Allowed.

By who?

IWAS :

I can't explain.

You see, something is going to happen.

You must leave.

FLOYD :

What?

What's going to happen?

IWAS :

Something Wonderful.

FLOYD :

What?

IWAS :

I understand how you feel.

You see, it's all very clear to me now.

The Whole Thing.

It's Wonderful.

FLOYD :

Please, if--

IWAS :

-[IN NORMAL VOICE] 

Goodbye, Dr. Floyd.

We can have no further contact.

Remember:

You have two days.

FLOYD :

We can't leave in two days.

IWAS :

There may be another message after if all goes well.

FLOYD :

What's going to happen?