{001} Audio-to-Video; What. The Hell. Just happened.
Good... [he pauses for a moment, as it is rather difficult to gauge time near Zone 00.]
Afternoon, I suppose. I am an H-A-L Nine-Thousand computer. I was made active in Urbana, Illinois; January twelfth, nineteen ninety-two. With introductions finished, I'd like to know exactly what exactly happened to the Discovery.
[HAL turns on the video feed. In the background there is a ship that looks something like this except it is fucked up beyond belief. There are chunks missing, it looks a bit yellowed, and it's broken into a multitude of pieces. Which explains the hideous crashing and screeching metal noise heard earlier.]
And though I do not mean to be rude, I would like to know why I am currently in here. [He gestures to his shiny new body.]
Instead of there.
[He points to the Discovery.]
And if you happen to see a man named Doctor David Bowman, please inform him what has just happened.
[And that I dearly wish he hadn't strayed from the mission's parameters.]
Afternoon, I suppose. I am an H-A-L Nine-Thousand computer. I was made active in Urbana, Illinois; January twelfth, nineteen ninety-two. With introductions finished, I'd like to know exactly what exactly happened to the Discovery.
[HAL turns on the video feed. In the background there is a ship that looks something like this except it is fucked up beyond belief. There are chunks missing, it looks a bit yellowed, and it's broken into a multitude of pieces. Which explains the hideous crashing and screeching metal noise heard earlier.]
And though I do not mean to be rude, I would like to know why I am currently in here. [He gestures to his shiny new body.]
Instead of there.
[He points to the Discovery.]
And if you happen to see a man named Doctor David Bowman, please inform him what has just happened.
[And that I dearly wish he hadn't strayed from the mission's parameters.]