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Alan... Alan! What happened? Who are you? What do you mean with "who are you?" Don't you recognize me? I don't know what happened. We crashed. It doesn't seem to be any fissure, any leak If there was a leak, we wouldn't be having this conversation According to the register we crashed with something, nothing else, there is no important information Doesn't the register say anything? Are you sure? Yes, I'm sure. We suddenly stopped as if we have crashed with something, and now we are adrift That makes sense What? This has to be wrong According to the register, we're 570 thousand kilometers away from Earth Maybe we didn't crash and the problem is somewhere else What are you trying to say? Nothing, I think I know what' s going on. And what's going on? No... You have to find out by yourself, that'll be the final test. Ok... don't worry, I'll take us out of here That was stupid What did you think? That the engines were going to start, so we would turn back and we'd land at home just in time for the parade, the medals and the flags? It's not that easy... If we are where you say we are, there's no way to go back You're trying to say that there's nothing else to do? No, I'll not sit here waiting for... Maybe you should go outside and confirm what the register says, what do you think? Yes... That's what I was going to do. Alan, we crashed into a probe You're not going to believe me, but I think it's the Voyager The probe that was sent to outer space and that is now more than 15 thousand million kilometers away from the sun? Yes, I know it sounds incredible, but I'm seeing it now, it's unmistakable, it's the Voyager! How is your pressure? Check it It's normal. Why? Maybe you're lacking pressure and you're hallucinating... Im' not hallucinating! wait... Did something happen? It's gone! The probe is gone... I told you, you're hallucinating It wasn't a hallucination! It was there! It ought to be somewhere Let me know if it returns. It came back! It came back! It's at the same place. Do you really think that's the solution to our situation? I don't know if that is the solution, Alan... maybe we crashed into the probe and the impact divert us to another orbit... I don't know, I really don't understand tell me... Who are you? What do you mean with "who are you"? You disappointed me! Let's get this straight: there wasn' t any crash, and of course there isn't any probe out there this was all my invention... you are my invention. Well, that explains everything, doesn't it, Alan? You're a genius, so I'm your hallucination I can prove it to you. Do you still see the probe? Of course I still... Good trick, huh, where the hell did it go? It wasn't any trick, I'm in control, I could make you dissapear but you wouldn't realize. Oh, I see... now tell me: if you imagined me... what is all this for? Why did you make me go outside? What is the probe for? Why all these *** riddles? I was proving you, I wanted to know how far you could go and if you could realize what's real You're completely crazy Alan! Open the hatch, I'm going in! No, you're staying there. This isn't fun anymore. Alan, open the hatch! Open the hatch now, Alan! I believe you still have about three minutes of oxygen, don't you? I want you to experiment some things in that lapse You're going too far, Alan I could go much farther... Imagine if the pressure of your suit suddenly went up and down Ok... ok, let's suppose everything you say is true, if I'm part of your conscience... shouldn't I know your thoughts, and shouldn't you know mines? Yes, in some way, I could know yours, maybe unconsciously... but don't make a mistake: I'm your creator, you only know what I want you to know. Oh, ok, it sounds logical... And tell me, how could this happen? It's some kind of entertainment for my head, when I woke up I didn't understand what was happening... but now I have no doubts. There were other astronauts with hallucinations... I would say that's almost normal. Really? And why is that? Explain it to me! I can't... I only know it happens, space and loneliness made my brain give more and more life to my thoughts. With all that imagination, my existence is assured. That's funny coming from you Doctors called this "The Astronaut Disease" although I don't think it's a disease, I take it as a new ability... and this will save me in a certain way... I like this conversation I may even miss you a little when yo die. Because although I let you come in, you're going to die or do you think you can come from behind without me noticing it and kill me with your own hands? I know that's what you thought, you think it's the best solution to this situation and you're right Do it. Subtitles by Griselda Soriano