wham. one light starts to flicker to red. and then another. some just go off.
she responds in kind. keeps her tone as light as she can.
static on the comm clears. a brief caesura then -
the schematic she sent back to earth is on the screen here as well. the ship is fucked-up bad.
bowman has flipped a set of joysticks. collectives out from underneath the dash in front of her. she's shouting at the computer.
which is exactly what she does.
bowman grabs the whole orbital maneuvering assembly, yanks it out of the flight deck, turns and rushes from the sphere.