Matt Kowalski: Half of North America just lost their Facebook.
Ryan Stone: It's time to stop driving. It's time to go home.
Ryan Stone: It's starting to get hot in here. The way I see it, there are only two possible outcomes. Either I make it down there in one piece and I have one hell of a story to tell! Or I burn up in the next ten minutes. Either way, whichever way... No harm, no foul! Because either way, it's going to be one hell of a ride! I'm ready.
Matt Kowalski: I know I'm devastatingly good looking but you gotta stop staring at me.
Matt Kowalski: Houston, I have a bad feeling about this mission.
Mission Control: Please elaborate.
Matt Kowalski: Well, it reminds of a story.
Ryan Stone: Clear skies with a chance of satellite debris.
Ryan Stone: I hate space!
Matt Kowalski: You have to learn to let go.
Ryan Stone: Fuck!
Matt Kowalski: Copy that.
Ryan Stone: You're losing the altitude, Tiangong. You keep dropping and you're going to kiss the atmosphere, but not without me because you're my last ride. Wait... [Reaches for a fire extinguisher] Five. Four. Three. No more just driving. Let's go home.
Ryan Stone: Hey, Matt. Since I had to listen to endless hours of your storytelling this week, I need you to do me a favour. You are going to see a little girl with brown hair, very messy, lots of knots and she doesn't like to brush it and that's OK. Her name is Sarah. Can you please tell her that mama found her red shoe. She was so worried about that shoe, Matt and it was just right under the bed. Give her a big hug and a big kiss from me and tell her mama misses her. You tell her that she is my angel, and she makes me so proud. So, so proud. And you tell her that I'm not quitting. You tell her that I love her, Matt. You tell her that I love her so much. Can you do that for me? Roger that. Here we go.
Answer: If they had been tightly tethered to the space station, he would have bounced back toward her. But her foot was only tangled in parachute cords, so that when the tether snapped taught all it did was begin to pull her away from the station as the parachute cords gave more and more slack, slipping more and more loose as they drifted further away.
Phixius ★