I need to talk to a person. A real live person, please? What sort of person? Personal trainer? Travel planner? - Therapist? - I... I don't know. Somebody in charge. The ship's steward handles passenger affairs. It's on level three of the grand concourse. - Thank you. - Happy to help.
Passengers
1.7s
Hell of a life.
Passengers
2s
Hell of a life.
Passengers
1.2s
More than one.
Passengers
1.4s
It's gonna be great.
Passengers
7s
Uh, is there anything else we can do? - Just do the... - Okay. - You don't have to. - Okay. I can... - Beat down! - Hey!
Passengers
1m54s
There's so much on my mind I don't know where to start There's that light in your eye Filling up the dark Just levitate, just levitate Just levitate, just levitate I know that we're far From where we need to be But the world wasn't made in just one day Though our journey's long I know our love is strong You're my shooting star We're flying higher, babe Just levitate, just levitate Just levitate, just levitate Just levitate, just levitate Just levitate, just levitate When I'm stuck in the middle of hell and faith And I don't know where to turn To bend my mind as the silver gate You lead me on my way Just levitate, just levitate Just levitate, just levitate Just levitate, just levitate
Passengers
2s
I'm sorry. The patient is dead.
Passengers
4.7s
With Gus's ID, it can be like hibernation inside the Autodoc. You can go back to sleep.
Passengers
1.2s
Yeah.
Passengers
1.4s
Why?
Passengers
11.7s
My fellow passengers, if you're reading this, then the Starship Avalon has reached its destination. Grand concourse. A lot happened while you slept.
Passengers
1.8s
Tuesday is my day with Arthur.
Passengers
5.5s
Lovely as ever. Thank you, Arthur. You're looking very well yourself. Thanks to you.
Passengers
2.8s
With Diagnostics out, we'll have to find it ourselves.
