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President: Enough of this anomaly horseshit! What is this thing? Truman: It's an asteroid, sir. President: How big are we talking? Scientist: Sir, our best estimate is 97.6 billion– Truman: It's the size of Texas, Mr. President. Scientist: Uh, yes, sir. [sits down] President: Dan, we didn't see this thing coming? Truman: Well, our object collision budget's a million dollars. That allows us to track about three percent of the sky, and begging your pardon, sir, but it's a big-ass sky. Gen. Kimsey: And the ones this morning? Truman: Uh, those were nothing. Those were the size of basketballs and Volkswagens, things like that. President: Is this, going to hit us? Truman: We're efforting that as we speak, sir. President: What kind of damage are we... Truman: Damage? Total, sir. It's what we call a global killer. The end of mankind. Doesn't matter where it hits, nothing would survive, not even bacteria. President: My God. What do we do? NASA Employee: [shows paper] We have 18 days befor

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Harry Stamper: What's your contingency plan? Truman: Contingency plan? Harry: Your backup plan. You gotta have some kind of backup plan, right? Truman: No, we don't have a back up plan, this is, uh... Harry: And this is the best that you-that the government, the US government could come up with? I mean, you're NASA for cryin' out loud, you put a man on the moon, you're geniuses! You're the guys that're thinkin' shit up! I'm sure you got a team of men sittin' around somewhere right now just thinkin' shit up and somebody backin' them up! You're tellin' me you don't have a backup plan, that these eight Boy Scouts right here [gestures to USAF pilots], that is the world's hope, that's what you're tellin' me? Truman: Yeah.

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Truman: So what's the verdict? Harry Stamper: They'll do it. They've made a few requests though. Truman: Such as? Stamper: [riffles through sheets of paper] Well, there's uh, few things here, uh... nothin' really big, uh, just- Well, as an example, uh, uh, Oscar here, he's got some outstanding parking tickets. Wants them wiped off his record. Oscar: [shouting from balcony] Fifty-six tickets in seven states... Stamper: [to Oscar] I'll-I'll tell 'em Oscar, you got it. Oscar: Okay. Stamper: Uh, Noonan's got two women friends that he'd like to see made American citizens, no questions asked. Max would like you to...bring back eight-track tapes. Not sure if that's gonna work, but, uh, let's see what else. Um, Chick wants a full week's Emperor's Package at Caesar's Palace. Um - hey, you guys wouldn't be able to tell us who actually killed Kennedy, would ya? [Truman and the General look at him] Didn't think so. Um, Bear would like to stay at the... [tries to read writing] "White horse"? [looks

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Rockhound: We're in segment 202, lateral grid nine, site 15H-32; give or take a few yards. Captain America here blew the landing by 26 miles! Col. Sharp: How the hell do you know that? Rockhound: Because I'm a genius. Watts: The gauges will not read. They're all peaked like we're plugged into some magnetic field. Rockhound: [sarcastically] Well, who on this spaceship wants to know why? Gruber: By all means. Rockhound: The reason we were shooting for grid eight, was because thermographics indicated that grid nine was compressed iron ferrite...which means you've landed us on a goddamn iron plate!

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Harry: For God's sakes, think about what you're doin'. Why are you listenin' to someone a hundred thousand miles away? We're here. No one down there can help us and if we don't get this job done, then everybody's gone. Chick: One minute. Harry: I have been drillin' holes in the earth for 30 years. And I have never, never missed a depth that I have aimed for. And by God, I am not gonna miss this one, I will make 800 feet. Chick: Forty-two seconds. Harry: But I can't do it alone, Colonel. I need your help. Col. Sharp: You swear on your daughter's life, on my family's, that you can hit that mark? Harry: I will make 800 feet. I swear to God I will. Col. Sharp: Then let's turn this bomb off.

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AJ: Do me a favor, will ya? Just tell Grace that, uh... that I'll always be with her, okay? Can you do that? Harry: Yeah. Okay, kid. [pulls AJ's air hose out, rips off his own mission badge and hands it to AJ] Give this to Truman! Make sure Truman gets that! Get in there. [pushes AJ back into the hatch and closes the door] It's my turn now. AJ: Harry, Harry! You can't do this to me! It's my job! Harry: You go take care of my little girl now. That's your job. [AJ stares at Harry with tears rushing down his face] I always thought of you as a son. Always. But I'll be damn proud to have you marry Grace. AJ: [pleadingly] Harry... Harry: Take care of yourself. [pushes a button sending the hatch up] I love you, pal. AJ: No, wait! Harry, I love you! Harry, don't do this! I love you! No, wait a minute! Harry: My son.

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Grace Stamper: [talking to Harry on the monitor] Daddy? [chuckles happily] Harry Stamper: Hi, Gracie. Hi, honey. Grace, I know I promised you I was comin' home. Grace: [confused] I don't under... understand. Harry: [sighs] Looks like I'm gonna have to break that promise. Grace: [emotionally] I, um, I lied to you too, when I told you that I didn't wanna be like you... [smiles] because I am like you. Everything good that I have inside of me, I have from you. I love you so much, Daddy. I'm so proud of you. I'm so scared. I'm so scared. Harry: I know, baby. But there won't be anything to be scared of soon. Gracie, I want you to know that AJ saved us. He did. I want you to tell Chick, that I couldn't have done it without him. None of it. I want you to take care of AJ. I wanna see your granddad come so far from up here, Grace. He told me that God gives us children so we could have roses in December. He gave me a gardenful, a whole gardenful, Gracie. He really did. I wish I could be there to