Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Let it know you're not gonna crash.

six, five, four, three...

Do you see that building behind us?

Discovery was sent up and everything went wacko. You catching my drift?

You and me both.

Listen, I've been thinking about it and I don't want you to come to my lecture.

What's the matter?

Even if I should trust you, which I'm not sure that I do...

I don't have much time.

Dr. Curnow asked ground to furnish him with data...

I'm sorry, but I don't.

We can do it together.

Please send your reply as soon as possible. End transmission, Milson 2779.

Very good. We're making our way along the spine.

- I thought you were gonna call it the Titov. - We changed last month.

doesn't mean that we have to. We're scientists, not politicians.

the first part of this journey is coming to an end.

Max, you bastard! Do you hear me?

- There's no telemetry? - It's all gone.

Yeah, we're here. Everything's fine.

The Russians are moving some of their big stuff.

- Temperature's good. - Yeah.

She was found to have suffered a massive CVA...

Dr. Chandra, I find it difficult to proceed with the ignition...

A nonconducting blade so there won't be any short circuits when you trigger it.

I'm going to sleep now.

Something is gonna happen...

I will sleep knowing that you are both safe...

Mommy said you're gonna be asleep for a long time.

She has remained comatose since her admission...

Yeah, what the hell is going on? This doctor...

Because there are things we need to know.

You just got yourself an extension.

All Russian personnel are similarly ordered to evacuate American territory.

You want to arrest me, go ahead...

How could we be so goddamn wrong about the orbit?

I think we should stop.

I'm an engineer. What am I doing here?

We have here Mrs. Jessie Bowman, age 77.

Christ. I'm getting heavy.

Lock confirmed on Beacon Terra 1. Message commencing.

- What? - Have you checked the orbit?

so chronological erasures would not work.

All systems are functional.

Shine your light on his face. Make sure he doesn't turn blue.

we wanna hitch a ride with those Russians.

Message from Milson to Floyd. Top secret.

I don't think it's electrostatic anything.

when they are clearly crazy.

Hey, would I lie to you?

I give you answers, then I ask you questions, you give me answers...

She was comatose when we got to her.

- You don't know that. - I believe that.

or just plain broken.

I think to say goodbye.

I would like to explore another possibility. Diagnosis is only the first step.

- Seventy meters. - You're almost there.

we don't have fuel to make a correction.

How do you say "stupid"?

I don't have time to explain everything to you, HAL.

And I will dream of you and your mother.

They've already eaten dinner. You haven't.

I'm fogging up.

but I do seem to remember a process where you people ask me questions...

And what is the proportion of the objects in question?

My God, it's full of stars.

I don't believe it.

Ships, other planes buzzing around each other like angry hornets.

I can compensate for it by using the redundant units.

Something wonderful.

The Discovery has enough fuel for a low consumption trajectory.

The directive is NSC 342-slash-23, Top Secret, January 30, 2001.

Thirty seconds.

The situation has changed. Accept priority override alpha.

Thank you, HAL.

I have spent the last several weeks programming HAL...

Someday the children of the new sun will meet the children of the old.

You were chairman of the National Council on Astronautics.

Don't patronize me. I'm getting nauseous.

My God. It's full of stars.

the accurate processing of information without distortion or concealment.

that the man behind you is Dr. Floyd.

[Musk] My God, it's full of bots.