Full of Stars

You sure that's your key?

It is! It's...

Then open it.

You ok?

Nice.

I like your place.

It's just an apartment. I only sleep here.

David Bowie.

Makes sense.

You like him?

Bowie?

Yeah, I like him.

How's it "makes sense?"

Because...

You're like him.

No one's like Bowie.

You are.

You have cool hair. You wear cool clothes.

You're more talented than anyone I've ever met.

But I think...

You think you aren't good enough.

You think you know me?

You're right. You aren't Bowie.

He's an alien.

You're space.

From where everyone stands, you look distant, cold, empty...

Empty?

Unreachable.

Good thing I'm an astronaut.

I'm not afraid to go out there.

Because I see you.

You're full of stars.

Like the sun. You make my skin warm when I get close to you.

You aren't cold.

You're burning.

I'm like space?

I've always been into space.

In space, you never run out of things to discover.

Like stars.

Mmhmm.

You know...

Stars are just ultra-massive balls of gas.

That's okay.

I know a personal trainer I can introduce you to.

Look! Everyone is walking.

Kids are cute.

And this is a tree. See?

It's about to bloom, isn't it?

And the grass.

The sun is up in the sky.

It's fun to walk, isn't it?

Walk and talk.

See?

The sun is up high in the sky and shining brightly.

Look, look, this.

Wake up already!

I'll get pissed!

I'll come to you!

Can you hear me?

Are you in the capsule?

Are manual controls online?

If manual is online,

we can get backup systems working.

Don't...

...Hurt...