Lost in Space

- - Four, four.

- Okay. Everyone remember the rules? -

Are you sure this is the best idea?

What else are we gonna do?

- Okay, have you got any eights? - Uh...

Go fish.

Hey, it's your turn.

Uh, um...

Go fish.

The Resolute made 23 routine trips. So what happened to ours?

- There's no use in speculating. -

Completing de-orbit burn.

Helmets on.

Begin entry phase in 30 seconds.

Okay. Um, it's still my turn.

Do you have any nines?

- Seriously, Penny? - What?

Did you see my hand?

You count cards.

I don't know why everyone doesn't.

Okay, can I have my nine, please?

- -

Music off. Atmospheric disturbance detected.

Deep breaths.

Remember your training.

The computer will land us just fine. That's what it's for.

Deep breaths.

Impact detected.

Landing trajectory off course.

- Mom! - Take my hand.

- It's okay. - Hold on to me!

Warning. Entry angle exceeding parameters. Correcting.

- 4,000 feet. - It's okay.

- - 3,000 feet.

Entry angle exceeding parameters.

- Take my hand. - 2,000 feet.

Take my hand.

1,000 feet. Brace for impact. Brace for impact. Brace for impact.

- -

- -

Sound off.

Judy accounted for.

Penny accounted for.

Will? Will? Are you all right?

Accounted for.

Landing surface unstable.

Let's evacuate.

- Supply cabinet. - Already on it.

Maureen?

- It's my leg. - Mom?

It's fine. It's just stuck.

It's okay. I got this. You go get the supplies.

Will, follow me.

Damn it!

- Will, stay close. - I'm coming.

Quick, to the top hatch. Come on.

In here. Come on.

- It's jammed! Will, come on up. - Okay.

Landing surface unstable.

- Judy. Come on. - I'm up!

I don't fit.

We'll have to go around.

Don't go anywhere. We'll come around.

Wow.

Are those other Jupiters?

At least eight.

We're not the only ones that made it.

Made it where?

Here, sit down.

Lucky I just happened to be here.

Lucky thing.

- -

No, no, no!

So, who's my Secret Santa?

- Ta-da! - Are those my mom's cookies?

Grandma wasn't here to bake them this year, so, gave it a shot.

She never trusted me with the recipe.

I don't know, I guess I'm just special?

So, where are you these days?

You know he can't say.

Well, wherever you are, it's night,

which rules out Europe,

Africa, the Middle East,

Asia, Australia...

Is that our hedge?

What?

You guys are too smart.

Dad!

- Dad! I missed you. -

- You're home. - Oh, my God!

Let me in.

- Ew, you guys. - Gross. Get a room.

What did you bring me?

You know how many strings I had to pull to get here?

Hello?

What?

When?

Astronomers at the Near-Earth Object office

discovered a sizable, unknown celestial object that's headed our way.

NASA scientists are working around the clock

to track the object's orbital path and to assess the risk of collision.

I have it.

A news briefing has been scheduled...

I'm gonna take a look, okay, Mom?

Mmm-hmm.

It's broken.

Well, that's too bad.

Hey, you took time to grab that? Who were you planning to call?

I grabbed a pack. I did what I was supposed to do.

Hey, kids, it could be worse.

How?

Mom, no!

Hey, what are you doing? We haven't tested the atmosphere.

You already did. Look.

If the air was toxic, you'd be dead by now.

- - Not a bad consolation prize.

First fresh air in months.

Mayday, mayday. This is Jupiter 2. Do you read? Over.

Probably should have read the fine print before I launched into space.

Okay. Let's figure out where we are.

We evacuated the Resolute halfway between home and the colony...

Just call it Earth. It's not your home anymore.

Earth and the colony.

This planet is unlike any we have ever mapped.

Wherever we are, I... It's a Goldilocks planet.

Earth-like atmosphere, air-pressure, gravity.

Clearly no lack of water. It's...

The odds of that happening are...

It's like winning the lottery.

The way not dying in a car accident is like winning the lottery.

Until you remember you were in a car accident.

We're lost.

No kidding.

I can't raise any of the other Jupiters.

The Resolute will send a rescue party, right?

I'm sure they'll follow emergency protocol.

Hey, where does it hurt?

- All across here. - It's from the crash harness. It's normal.

To you, maybe. Not to him.

He didn't mean anything by it.

Yeah, maybe he just forgot we're not under his command.

It's okay.

You're all right. Inhale.

- - Hold.

- -

- -

Is that another crashed ship?

You're disappointing me. Look at the color.

It's bright white...

If it was rocket fuel, it would be reddish.

Right.

Okay, hint.

It's not a chemistry question, it's a geology question.

Once that water freezes,

the Jupiter's gonna be locked in 50 feet of solid ice.

- How long do we have? - A while.

- How long's "a while"? - It depends.

On hull thermodynamics, water salinity,

how much displacement there is... It's complicated. Does it matter?

You tell me. I know you've already done the calculations.

We should talk about this privately.

You two mind letting us in on this?

In six hours, the sun's gonna go down,

and indications are, it will drop to 60 degrees below zero,

at which point, our power cells will die...

And so will we.

We can't go anywhere because of your leg.

- I'm still figuring it out. - What if you can't?

Then you leave me here.

You descend the glacier and it'll be warmer down there.

- Mom, stop! - No, Mom!

There's another way.

We go back down, get one of the big ion lithiums to recharge the suits.

Not with that tear in your suit.

Airlock's too far, you'll be dead in minutes.