1:05:11
Grant, just a minute. You're surely
not going to dismantle the wireless?
1:05:15
It's just one transistor and a circuit wire.
1:05:18
That'll knock out our communications.
We'll be cutting ourselves off.
1:05:21
They'd still be able to track us by radar
because of the radioactive fuel.
1:05:29
What's it to be? The wireless, or Benes's life?
1:05:35
Send a message to the control tower.
1:05:45
Message from the Proteus, sir.
1:05:49
"Cannibalising wireless to repair laser."
1:05:52
- They're what?
- "This is our last message."
1:05:57
Incommunicado!
1:05:59
Now they're really on their own.
1:06:02
We can track 'em, but that's all we can do.
1:06:05
Something told me I got into
the wrong end of this business.
1:06:09
Inner space...!
1:06:12
The transistor will do,
but the wire is much too thick.
1:06:17
- There's nothing closer.
- Let me see.
1:06:21
I might be able to scrape it thin enough.
1:06:23
Cora, would you bring me
a number 11 scalpel, please?
1:06:27
Yes, Doctor.
1:06:45
Looks like the sea at dawn.
1:06:47
We're safe as long as it remains that colour.
1:06:49
We're in the pleural sac.
1:06:51
It keeps the lungs from rubbing against
the wall of the chest. Up there.
1:06:55
When those membranes become inflamed
we get pleurisy and a racking cough.