Hell of an old satellite.
Gravity well caught it before it could get into deep space.
So it's going nowhere fast.
Heintz, how's the satellite look?
I think the recorder's the only thing worth grabbing.
Or do you want the whole sat?
No room in the hold. I'm gonna ice it.
Roger. Pulling out.
This is the Corona. This is the Corona.
Station 103, come in.
Station 103 here. Go ahead, Corona.
Final assignment completed.
Obstacle drifting on course. PZ-302 has been destroyed.
Now returning to station 103.
Station 103, roger.
Oh, can you swing through course "N" on your way back here?
Course "N"? That's not our area.
Some mining asteroids have drifted loose over there.
But the salvage ship covering that area's had some trouble.
You guys are the closest ones to them.
Come on, lvanov. Just this once?
That's a no can do.
We're tired. Hell, the Corona's tired too.
Not even for overtime, lvanov?
Sorry, you'll have to find someone else.
Oh well then. Have a safe return.
I'll give you the rendezvous point in a bit.
Roger.
Goddamned execs!
Like we're a bunch of errand boys or something.
All we ever get are the crap jobs!
What else should you expect when you're a garbage collector?
You dumb shit!
They used to say that "A pile of garbage is a pile of treasure!"
Like if we got just one wrecked space ship...
we could build big houses in California, right?
Sure, if you can find a wrecked ship nowadays.
Good work!
Heintz, tell Aoshima about wrecks.
Aoshima.
If you want to see a wreck, there's one right there.
Ah, sweet memories.
I'll be back soon, Cecile.
Be a good girl and wait a little longer, okay?
Cecile... Wait, there's Katherine to think of too.
What should I do? Guess I'll have to choose one.
That sound! And out he slides!
That stuff comes with the job and where we're stuck.
But it'll be over soon.
Well, I feel sorry for any girls who get hooked by that jerk.
Damn right.
Hey, Heintz, you have a daughter, don't you?
But she's still only about ten, right?
Gimme a break! I don't go after 'em that young!
All set.
Emergency signal?
Aoshima, can you trace it?
The hell?
Hold it, Aoshima. Is this some kind of joke?
Madame Butterfly. Is this really an S.O.S?
Well, it is on the emergency channel.
Oh, man, why do we have to volunteer to help people...
after we bust our humps all day?
Let the rescue guys handle it!
Idiot! Don't you know international maritime regs?
If we don't, we'll never be allowed on another ship.
Aoshima, do you have the position?
Hold on.
Area R... Z... 3... 0... 05?!
See, I knew it!
We're shit out of luck. It's in Sargasso.
The graveyard of space.
I thought only old guys get called out there.
The magnetic field in that area's pretty nasty.
And this piece of shit computer isn't anti-mag coated!
It's like going in naked.
You can't break what's already broken.
Well, I don't wanna see a double wreck. Right, boss?
Changing course!
Jesus.
We could have a hundred houses in California!
That's if we could bring them back.
Boss, the mag field's kicking up.
There it goes!
Switch over to the backup computer.
I don't like where this is all headed.
How about you, Heintz?
Aoshima, do you have an exact fix on the signal?
Boss! Look at this!
What the hell?
It's huge! Practically an asteroid!
Looks like it's made out of debris.
Aoshima, can you track the signal?
Yeah, but I'm getting some static burst now and then.
Is anyone really alive in this thing?
We're going to try to dock. Guide us in.
Wait! They're generating centrifugal gravity, so...
Somebody must be living in there.
Just pray they're not pirates.
Look! There!
Right!
Is this the entrance?
I hope they don't suddenly blow us away.
Okay, try knocking on the door.
All right, Heintz, record the entrance proof now.
Show me your I.D.
Okay, start.
I, Heintz Beckner, and my partner Miguel Costrela...
acting on a mayday signal from this vessel in area RZ-3005...
are about to enter to provide rescue assistance.
October 12, 2092.
Okay, you're clear.
All set over here.
Damn, this equipment's ancient.
I guess that's how we can get in so easily.
Oxygen?
Air seems fresh. Radiation... in the green.
How's the magnetic field looking?
Stable now, but you can never tell.
Get back here in three hours.
Roger!
It's easy to command from a place like that.
Miguel, are you all right?
Escort to the bottom of hell, huh?
Here comes the gravity!
My blood's settling!
You should take more calcium!
Miguel, move it!
Can't get up!
It's okay. Just pop it off!
So, do we get the lady or the tiger?
We'll find out when we get inside.
What the hell?
Incredible!
Hey... Wait!
Can you see this, Pops?
Yeah, it's like a dream.
More like a nightmare!
Hello? Anybody here?
Let's go!
It's too quiet.
Aoshima, you still getting that S.O.S?
Yeah, but it seems weaker than before.
The magnetic field?
I don't think so.
Miguel, look!
What a babe!
The owner?
I hope so.
The brave Sir Miguel comes to save Sleeping Beauty.
Not bad at all.
What's wrong?
Someone...
Hey, Miguel!
A person! I saw a woman!
What?
What the hell's your problem? Never seen a hologram before?
So, you really saw a woman?
Yeah, well...
She sorta blew away with the wind.
That's what you get for chasing that kind of girl.
Shut up!
Save the playtime for when we get back.
Heintz, behind you!
Oku-sama means "wife", but can also mean "madam" or "lady of the house".
Oku-sama, luncheon is now served.
What?
What did it say?
"Oku-sama"?
This looks great!
Aoshima, can you see this?
Hey, Miguel! Are you nuts?!
It's our privilege. Right, Heintz?
Who'd have thought we'd find real wine way the hell out here?
But why is it just set for one person?
"Oku-sama" lives by herself, apparently.
I guess so.
Want some too, Heintz?
You'll get sick.
Nice vintage. Excellent bouquet.
Hey, Miguel! Get real! You wanna die?!
Ah, give it a rest.
Here's to you, "Oku-sama."
Serves you right.
You should be glad you're still alive.
This one! And this one too!
Everything's fake!
Hey, Pops, don't tell me I have to knock on every one.
Relax. Just walk forward.
The S.O.S. Signal's about 70 meters ahead.
Okay.
I hope that isn't another fake too!
What's wrong, Heintz?
Aw, man, you broke it.
It might be worth something too.
Nice smell! This must be Oku-sama's dressing room.
Damn, it fell apart.
Aoshima, you see this?
Yeah, it's the same woman as in the portrait.
That jerk doesn't deserve her.
Maybe she's an actress. What do you think, Heintz?
A hologram? Is that her?
Yeah. She's the owner of all these trophies.
Or should I say the owner of this place, if she's still alive.
"Eva Friedel, who sings evermore. July 3, 2031."
Aoshima, can you pull up some data on her?
"Best Soloist, Italian Dance Festival."
"Grand Prize, Vienna Music Awards."
"Tokyo International Opera Festival Golden Prize."
So, our Oku-sama is an opera singer, huh?
Living alone with all her past glories.
No wonder she has so many dresses.
Even if they are all fake.
So, the S.O.S. was...
She was probably lonely!
Talk about your annoying women!
Your Tosca today was excellent, Eva!
Especially that duet.
I can't think of anyone else for that role.
Who's there?!
Of course, because my partner was Carlo.
Isn't that right?
Oku-sama.
Did you see it, Aoshima?
See what?
Hey, cut the crap!
She was just here.
It's... not a hologram!
What's going on here?
Flowers... I mean, the woman!
I saw Oku-sama.
Aoshima, what's wrong?
I didn't see anything. Maybe it was a ghost.
Goddamn it, is everyone trying to screw with me?
"To my dearest Eva, from your Carlo, June 15, 2005."
Eva? Hey, Miguel, you just met someone from the last century?
She may have used Cold Sleep. Search the other rooms!
She was here!
I'm sure ghosts wouldn't send an S.O.S.
Stop humoring me!
Okay, Miguel, we're running out of time. We'd better split up.
You're not scared of ghosts, are you?
No way!
Bastard! Think you can make a monkey out of me?
Aoshima, how's that S.O.S?
Wait a sec.
It... It looks like it's moving.
Moving? Then it must be a survivor.
Probably.
Great! At least our visit won't be wasted.
What the...?
Don't scare me!
Who'd make a woman cry?
Sheesh! This place too!
A real cut-rate job. Maybe they ran out of money?
I don't think so.
Find out something?
Our Eva Oku-sama was born to nobility.
A little princess, huh?
Well, that explains the hideous decor.
She was famous as a genius soprano since she was little.
They called her "the diva of the century."
She fell in love with a star tenor, Carlo Rambaldi.
I'm so happy to be with Carlo all the time.
So, why's our princess staying in a place like this...
with all those fakes?
Their relationship didn't last long.
She apparently lost her voice.
Even so, she still played for Carlo on the stage.
No one would understand her feelings.
They started criticizing her pretty badly.
No one may judge me but myself.
The world no longer revolved around her.
What happened to Carlo?
Right before they were married, he...
Died, right?
Bingo! Murdered, to be precise.
Murdered? By who?
They think it was some crazy fan of Eva's.
But the guy who did it was never found.
After that, she disappeared from public.
And came here to live with her memories.
It's a real tragedy.
Sounds like my type of woman!
What's wrong?
The magnetic field's kicking up.
Hey, did you hear that? Better get out of there.
I'm pulling the plug on this rescue.
Roger.
Miguel! Didn't you hear me? Get back here!
I think I'm lost.
All I see is scrap metal.
Are you really living here, Oku-sama?
What happened, Miguel?
Is it the signal source?
How should I know?
Where have I...
That song.
Miguel, what's that sound?
Can you hear this? It's the song! The S.O.S!
I love you, Carlo!
Miguel! What's happened?! Miguel!
Hey, Miguel! What's going on there?
I heard a woman's voice.
Hey, do you read me?!
Miguel!
Who are you?
Hey, you're...
You've gotten bigger, Emily.
Papa, you always say the same thing.
Can I open it here?
What's inside?
Wow! A space suit!
I wanted one!
Now can I go into space with you too?
Sure you can.
Really?
Thank you, Papa!
Whoa there.
I love you so much, Papa!
Oh yeah, Papa. The rocket's broken.
Oh-ho. Well, your papa is a rocket specialist.
Mama, did you hear?
Papa said he can take me up into space!
Emily, we can talk after we eat.
But...
That's important to you, isn't it?
You'll get it dirty.
But he can take me to space. Right, Papa?
Emily, don't bother your father.
But I wanna be with Papa all the time!
That's true, Emily.
We'd like him to be home all the time. Right, dear?
Mama, can I have the jam?
Emily, you didn't eat your cucumbers again.
But I don't like them.
If you don't eat it all, you can't go to space.
That's not true!
I meant it...
when I say we never want you to leave...
my darling.
Heintz, do you read me? Come in!
What is it? What's wrong? What's going on?
Emily.
Heintz, do you read?
Yeah, I'm all right.
What do you mean, you're all right?
We've been trying to raise you for 30 minutes!
What's going on over there?
What's with those dolls?
I don't know either.
Just get ready to move out.
Shit!
Is Miguel okay?
You tell me!
This mag field's a bitch!
Drop everything and get out of there.
My thoughts exactly!
The mag level's going through the roof!
What did you do over there?
Boss, this looks bad!
What's wrong, Eva?
I'm afraid that you are leaving me.
Shit! What the hell is he talking about?
He's been acting like that for a while.
Do you see Eva? Heintz!
No, but I see angels.
I'll always be with you, Eva.
Really?
Yes!
Forever, with you alone!
Shit! That goddamn wreck of a guy!
I'm so happy, Carlo.
Eva, my life is yours alone.
I love you.
Thank you, Carlo.
I don't know who needs to send an S.O.S. here!
Miguel!
Where are you, Miguel?
Miguel.
Come to me, Eva.
As long as these roses bloom, we...
Miguel. Shit! He's fallen for it!
Miguel, come back! Miguel!
Miguel!
What's happening?
Heintz, come in! Heintz, do you read?
Boss, look!
Christ, it's eating the pod.
The thing's a regular gourmet.
Shit!
What is it? What's wrong?
The debris...
Jesus, and the Corona's being dragged into that thing too!
Son of a...
Heintz, do you read?
Miguel!
Miguel! Don't go!
Son of a bitch!
Miguel, this isn't real!
Don't you see, Miguel?! This is all just her memories!
Miguel!
Why do you interfere?
Carlo lives forever. With me, in my memories.
What?
You of all people know what I mean.
The hell with all this!
Why can't you accept reality?
Carlo is dead!
I've made my Carlo eternal.
You what?
In my memories, he will never change his mind.
You killed him, didn't you?!
But what appeal does that really hold?
Don't you understand?
Allow me to show you something.
This is...
Papa! Look!
Now I can go into space with you.
No, Emily!
Papa.
Stay back!
Papa!
Papa, welcome back!
Did you bring me a present?
I've been a good girl, waiting so long!
Emily!
Thank God,
you're alive.
Papa, you're squishing me.
I'm sorry, Emily.
Welcome home, my darling.
Papa, come on.
Hey.
Come on, let's go inside.
Come on! Come on!
Okay, calm down.
I can be with you forever and ever.
Emily!
Emily is right here.
Emily.
Memories...
aren't an escape!
Aoshima, can we fire the analyzer cannon?
Sure, any time.
What?! Wait! They're still inside!
If we don't, we'll all be dead!
Aoshima! Aim at the central air lock!
Give me the location on screen.
The computer.
It's gone mad!
Welcome home, my darling.
Damn it! We're even gonna die surrounded by garbage!
Isn't that just what we wanted?!
Just hold on.
Heintz, forgive me!
More of her victims!
Good morning, Eva.
Good morning, Carlo.
Ah, so beautiful today.
You mean the roses?
Of course I mean you, Eva.
They've bloomed so nicely again this year.
This is the season when they bloom their fullest.
Every rose I see...
reminds me of you.
Really? You mean you don't think about me all the time?
I always think about you.