Geo-Disaster

Dude, working late doesn't make you smarter

- than the rest of us. - Hey.

Hey. Rajesh, you've got some pixels out.

Email Eddie and he'll replace that monitor for you.

Thanks, Noah.

It's not the screen.

What is it?

Problem with the dish? Maybe a bird landed on it or something.

No. No.

That's crazy, it could be...

You'd better wake up, Dr. Picciotto!

What is it?

Dark matter.

Get me a triangulation.

Yeah.

Oh, my God.

What is it?

It's falling straight for us.

This is Dr. Picciotto. Get me the Pentagon.

Johanna, have you seen my flashlight? The big metal one?

You mean this?

Oh, geez. Sorry.

Gonna be late. Rick's practice get's out in half an hour.

Just try to relax, Matt. This is supposed to be fun, remember?

Ew, gross!

- Gross? You're gross! - No, you are!

I don't know. Pretty soon, you're going to want

to be smooching somebody yourself.

- Never. - Cassie, can you go get your sister?

Your dad's ready to go.

Kaley!

What?

Are you sure we shouldn't be doing this together?

No, not really.

You know. I feel like it'd be good if you stayed here and

you bonded with the girls and I've got a son with a serious

case of teenage-itis in desperate need of some

father and son time... I think. I hope.

There's one thing I do know for sure.

- Hmm. - I'm sure that I love you.

I love you.

You're leaving?

Yeah! Picking up Rick from practice.

We'll be back Sunday night, okay? So come here.

Okay.

There might not be any cell service up there.

So, why don't we try the short waves again?

I haven't used that thing since I was her age.

I don't even know where it is.

Okay, well, you ladies have a good weekend and play nice!

Alright.

I love you.

See you, Sunday.

Bye.

So... what shall we do tomorrow?

Volleyball? Motocross again?

I could teach you girls rock climbing.

- Mani-pedi. - Mani-pedi.

Come on. Enough with the phone already, alright?

You haven't said two words since I picked you up.

I can't believe you picked me up in the Grunt mobile.

Why'd you even buy this thing anyhow?

Well, you know we need something for camping,

and military surplus was a lot cheaper than a brand-new Jeep.

Besides, this thing...

can go anywhere and do anything.

Yeah. But why you have to pick me up at school?

All my friends think you're...

The coolest dad ever?

- An environmental terrorist. - Alright.

You know this thing gets like ten miles to the gallon.

You thought it was cool when we got it.

You even helped me fix it up, remember?

I was 10. I handed you tools.

Well... Johanna thinks it's cool.

Hey, look, Rick. Your mom's been gone for awhile now. Okay?

And we can't live in grief forever.

Alright, Jo's family now. You don't have to love her

but you gotta get along with her.

Okay. She'll never be your mother, but...

She's not old enough to be my mother!

You're such a cliché.

Alright, we're all just people doing the best we can, okay?

And you're playing the angry teenager cliché pretty well yourself.

Yeah, well, one of us has to act our age.

It's definitely at zero.

It's accelerating at point 5 C.

That's impossible.

Rajesh! Rajesh! Rajesh!

It's accelerating towards us.

How can that be?

Gravity's a bitch. Less than eight hours now.

Well, the Secretary of Defense,

the President's Science Advisor, the NASA Administrator,

the Director of Astrophysical research at JPL,

dozens of top scientists from around the world,

and I, all agree.

There's nothing we can do to stop it.

Nothing?

They've put the military on alert, recalled all off-duty

personnel and initiated continuity of government plans,

but there's no way to stop what's going to happen.

What about warning the public? Evacuations?

It would just cause panic.

What's gonna happen?

I'm still not certain,

but I suspect we are all going to get a pretty

good idea of how the dinosaurs felt.

What should we do, Professor?

Call your families.

And then set up connections with every earth observatory,

every ground station, every earth monitor, everywhere.

Keep the information flowing,

and learn everything we can about dark matter.

It may be the last thing that science ever does.

There should be good fishing this time of year.

I could show you some of those jujitsu moves that you always

wanted me to teach you when I was taking those classes.

Yeah, that was before I found out that your

teacher was moving in with us.

Here. Be useful.

In 3.8 miles, you're going to turn right onto "Dirt Road."

Sounds promising.

Dirt Road? It sounds like an adventure.

Traffic in downtown DC was snarled for

hours today by a surprise disaster preparedness

mobilization. Metro police provided no further comment or

explanation of why the exercise was not previously announced.

Also, today the president left the White House for

an unscheduled visit at Camp David.

The White House Press Secretary said the trip was a much need

break for the president to spend time with his family

and closest friends.

Alright, let's see if we can do this. Know how to do it?

Here. Help me out.

Not off to a good start.

Okay.

So, how's school?

Fine.

Just fine? You don't want to expand on that at all?

Nope.

It's gonna be hot, huh?

Yeah.

Yeah. Okay.

Well, you know, I was at the grocery store yesterday.

It's a funny story, actually.

Is this right?

Yeah.

And, uh, I was at the checkout.

And this... the cashier asked me if I wanted my milk in a bag,

and I said, "No I'd rather keep it in a carton."

Are you kidding me?

Come on. Lighten up a little bit. Come on.

Are you trying to make this miserable for me?

Come on. Pull.

Ta-da.

About time.

No service.

That's kinda the point.

I really hope that we can talk this weekend, Ricky.

What's there to talk about? You married her for you,

and me and the girls just have to live with it.

You know, I think she'd be good for you

if you just gave her a chance.

Sure.

Fishing tomorrow?

Sure, Dad.

Good night, Ricky.

Good night, Dad.

Twenty seconds.

Definitely northern Alaska.

I've got video feed from the ISS!

Put it on the big screen.

Ten, nine, eight...

I'm tapped into the USGS seismic network.

Five, four...

three, two, one!

Oh, my God.

It went straight through the planet.

There.

Seismic sensors all over the world...

Mom! Mom!

Get in the doorframe!

It'll be over in a second.

- Let's get out of here! - Go!

Go, go, go.

Take the stairs!

Come here. Come on, girls.

Help.

- Help. - Cassie.

Cassie. I'm right here. Are you okay?

Kaley?

Come here. Give me your hand. Give me your hand.

I got you.

- It was the big one, wasn't it? - I don't know.

Johanna?

Johanna?

Hmm?

Johanna?

Uh, yeah.