Ash to Ash,
Dust to Dust,
Space returning to Space.

I miss this big happy lug already.

"As the satellite goes away, the received frequency continues to drop."

From Gravity:

'I'm not letting you go we're fine!'

'No- Ryan let go.'

'Nah-ah, You're not going anywhere, you're not going anywhere...'

'It's not up to you.'

'No no no... please don't do this... please... please don't do this..'

'You're gonna make it, Ryan'

'No!'