"Our Sun is dying. Mankind faces extinction. Seven years ago the Icarus project sent a mission to restart the Sun, but that mission was lost before it reached the star. Sixteen months ago I, Robert Capa, and a crew of seven, left Earth frozen in a solar winter. Our Payload: a stellar bomb with a mass equivalent to Manhattan island. Our purpose: to create a star within a star. Eight astronauts strapped to the back of a bomb. My bomb. Welcome to Icarus II."

"Well, mom and dad... Uhh... I hope you're proud of your son, saving mankind and so on.......

By the time you get this message, I'll be in the dead zone. It came a little sooner than we thought, but this means that you won't be able to send a message back. So I just wanted to let you know that I don't need the message, because I know everything you want to say........

Just remember, it takes eight minutes for light to travel from Sun to Earth, which mean you'll know we succeeded about eight minutes after we deliver the Payload. All you have to do is look out for a little extra brightness in the sky. So if you wake up one morning, and it's a particularly beautiful day, you'll know we made it. OK, I'm signing out, and I'll see you in a couple of years."

"That's the problem right there. Between the boosters and the gravity of the Sun, the velocity of the Payload will become so great space and time will become smeared together, everything will distort, everything will be unquantifiable."

"It's not a decision, it's a guess. It's like flipping a coin and asking me to decide about whether it'll be heads or tails."

"We've mined all of Earth's fissile materials for this bomb. There's not going to be another Payload. The one we carry is our last chance... our last, best hope. Searle's argument is sound: two last hopes are better than one."

"When the stellar bomb is triggered, very little will happen at first. Then a spark will pop into existence, and it will hang for an instant hovering in space. And then, it will split into two, and those will split again, and again, and again. Detonation beyond all imagining. The Big Bang on a small scale. A new star born out of a dying one. I think it will be beautiful."

"Trey's so doped up he could hardly walk or feed himself. He sleeps for twenty three hours a day, and he blames himself for everything that's gone wrong. Why would he do it?"

"What are you asking? That we weigh the life of one again the future of mankind? Kill him."

"We know we're dying. As long as we can live long enough to deliver the Payload, we're OK with that."

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"We have an excess of manliness breaking out in the Comms Center."

"Good dream? Let me guess... the surface of the Sun? Only dream I ever have. Every time I shut my eyes it's always the same."

"You've done this a thousand times in Earth Orbit training, you're going to be fine."

"It's different... Being afraid that you won't make it back home, and then... knowing that you won't."

"We're going to die out here, like the other crew. I know it. So do you."

"Searle? We're leaving now. We're going to complete the mission. We're all thinking of you, Searle. Searle? We're going to go now. We love you."

"I know the argument, I know the logic. You're saying you need my vote. I'm saying you can't have it."

"You make it easy for him. Somehow, find a kindness."

"Finish it."

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"Capa, take it easy, you're going through your O2 pretty fast. That's it... slow down the breathing, relaxed movement."

"Harvey, you motherfucker! Let me in!!"

"Technically, he made a mistake. Harvey said there's not enough oxygen to get us to the Payload delivery point, but there is. There just isn't enough to get all of us there. No [I'm not suggesting we let Trey kill himself]. And in any case, Trey wouldn't be enough. We need to lose two more."

"This isn't just about the possibility of whether he sabotaged the airlock hardware. There's something else, too. When Searle and Harvey died, we lost two breathers. If Trey dies, we'll have the oxygen to make it to the delivery point."

"Air's low. We need to limit our exertions."

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"What're we going to do?"

"As it stands now, we do not have enough oxygen reserves to get us to our Payload delivery point, let alone to survive the return journey. We now have no choice but to rendezvous with Icarus I. If we're going to complete the mission, the Icarus I is our only hope."

"I'm not a low priority!"

"I am the Captain! The mission needs a Captain to hold it together!"

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"You have to come down on one side or the other. I need a decision."

"The fact is we are still alive. A hole hasn't burned in the side of the ship, we don't have a ten thousand degree climate, so what's the actual damage?"

"You should see it up here, guys. It's pretty impressive."

"It'll take a while but... Yeah, we can do it."

"Can't leave upright panels. The ship will burn out because all shields are not repaired."

"Crew priority is to protect the Payload. Get the fire out. Icarus, take control of the ship."

"Capa, go back, I'll finish this."

"Final panel closing, the ship is secure."

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"You're the Psych Officer on this ship and I'm clearly a lot saner than you are."

"We're fifty five million miles from Earth, I'd say we're already on our own."

"It's the time. In sixteen months you can get used to anything, you just... lose track. I know I fucked up. From now on, I'm not going to lose track again."

"Do I have to spell it out for you? We have a Payload to deliver to the heart of our nearest star. We're delivering that Payload because that star is dying. And if it dies, we die. Everything dies! So that is out mission. There is nothing, literally NOTHING more important than completing our mission. End of story!"

"No, I volunteer... I volunteer Capa."

"Don't kill yourself, man. We got this, OK?"

"Three out of seven, that's a lot of short straws."

"Anyone afraid of the dark? We should split up. [Harvey: "I don't think that's such a good idea."] Yeah, you're probably right. We might get picked off one at a time by aliens."

"I know what caused the distress signal. There's a coolant failure of some kind, and the bottom line is it doesn't matter that Capa has his Payload. Without the mainframe we can't fly. It's been sabotaged. We should never have gone off the mission."

"The airlock's destroyed, there's only one suit, Capa's taking it."

"You're a Comms Officer on a ship that has no means of communication."

"It's going to be cold, but we'll make it! Anybody have any better ideas? .....Copy that!"

"Fuck you, Capa! What are you trying to remind us of, our lost humanity? I'll do it. I'm not passing any bucks."

"He took responsibility. All these deaths... Kaneda, Searle, Harvey, Trey... None of them would've happened if you hadn't diverted the mission. I don't want you to say shit. I just want you to know... that this [blood]... belongs here [on your hands]."

"Do it, Capa. Do it..."

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"It's invigorating! It's like taking a shower in light. You lose yourself in it."

"The point about darkness is... you float in it. You and the darkness are distinct from each other because darkness is an absence of something, it's a vacuum. But total light... envelops you. It becomes you. It's very strange... I recommend it!"

"Even if we knew that some of all of that crew are still alive, their lives are entirely expendable when seen in the context of our mission. As are our own lives."

"We have a Payload to deliver. A Payload - singular. Now, everything about the delivery and effectiveness of that Payload is entirely theoretical. Simply put, we don't know if it's going to work. But what we do know is this: if we had two bombs we'd have two chances."

"We're not a democracy. We're a collection of astronauts and scientists, so we're going to make the most informed decision available to us."

"Kaneda... What do you see?... What can you see??"

"They had an epiphany. They saw the light. I suspect the Observation filter is fully open. If we weren't behind the screen of Icarus II, we'd join them. Ashes to ashes, stardust to stardust."

"Hey, Capa... We're only stardust."

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"I'd need to take a look at all of this pretty carefully, very carefully. But if I had to make a guess right now, I'd say we could adjust our trajectory. We could fly straight to them."

"In order to change the route, I had to manually override Icarus. So I made all the calculations myself, and I double and triple checked them, they all worked out. So I set the new coordinates and put us on our way. The trajectory is good, but it changes our angle of approach to the sun by 1.1 degrees."

"I fucked up. My head was full of velocities and fuel calculations a-and a million different... I FUCKED UP, ALRIGHT?! People do shit... get stressed, and... fuck up! I FUCKED UP!!"

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"I am Pinbacker, Commander of the Icarus I. We have abandoned our mission. Our star is dying! All our science, all our hopes, our dreams are foolish in the face of this! We are dust, nothing more, and to this dust we will return. When he chooses for us to die, it is not our place to challenge God!"

"Are you an angel? Has the time come? I've been waiting so long."

"At the end of time, a moment will come when just one man remains, then the moment will pass. Man will be gone. There will be nothing to show that we were ever here but stardust."

"The last man, alone with God. Am I that man?"

"For seven years I spoke with God. He told me to take us all to Heaven."

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