They were right. What did you want them to be? Wrong?
Prometheus
1.7s
Son of a bitch.
Prometheus
15.1s
Ground crew, do you copy me? l got 200-kilometer... ...winds of airborne silica... ...and enough static to fry your suit. Copy that, sir. We need more time. l'll be closing the outer... ...doors in 15 minutes. l sincerely hope you can make it.
Prometheus
4.2s
Ground crew... ...this is Janek. l need you to hustle back right now.
Prometheus
1.8s
...please tell me you can read that.
Prometheus
1.2s
We must leave now.
Prometheus
1.8s
No, l'm out of here.
Prometheus
2.1s
Charlie! David!
Prometheus
1.4s
Perhaps.
Prometheus
1.3s
David...
Prometheus
6.5s
We got an incoming storm front. Silica... ...and lots of static. This is not good. l see it.
Prometheus
5.4s
Charlie, the murals are changing. l think we've affected the atmosphere in the room.
