Read the following passage and questions, then choose the right answer from options, the answer should be one of A, B, C, D.

<passage>:
Next morning, before the sunlight exploded, the four of them donned "We got T-Trouble," said Lt. Chandler. Ultimately, Lt. Chandler said, "This is a little ridiculous. I'm going "I'll try again," Major Winship said and switched to the emergency "Hell, Charlie, I feel stupid sitting out here," Capt. Lawler said. "Maybe," Lt. Chandler said, "it's buried too deep." "Well," Lt. Chandler commented, "even though we didn't build this thing "We've lost about three feet of calk out here," Capt. Lawler said. "I floor. "Come on in," he said dryly. With the four of them inside, it was somewhat cramped. Most of the five hundred square feet was filled with equipment. Electrical cables trailed loosely along the walls and were festooned from the ceiling, Lt. Chandler mounted one of the bunks to give them more room. "Well," this leak fixed. Skip, can you get the calking compound?" Lt. Chandler got down from the bunk and Capt. Wilkins mounted. haven't got all day." A few minutes later, Lt. Chandler issued the triumphant cry. "Here it "How does this stuff work?" Capt. Lawler asked. They huddled over the instruction sheet. "Gentlemen! It doesn't make any difference," Lt. Chandler said. "Some Lt. Chandler turned and made a quick examination. "Oh, they're all "Who was supposed to check?" demanded Capt. Wilkins in exasperation. "The only way you can check is to extrude it," Lt. Chandler said, "and Major Winship, with his deficient reefer, remained behind. Capt. Wilkins stayed for company. "As long as they'll loan us the calking compound," Capt. Wilkins said. "You got any concentrate? I'm empty." It was an awkward operation that took several minutes. Capt. Wilkins After the meal, Major Winship said reflectively, "Now I'd like a cup of Capt. Wilkins raised eyebrows. "What brought this on?" a wooden desk. A wooden desk. And a chair. A wooden chair. Everything big and heavy. Everything. Weight, hell. Fifty pounds more or less—" "They've got the power-plants for it." equipment around until the emergency jacks were accessible. He now on emergency air. He started to ask Capt. Wilkins to change his cables. Capt. Wilkins began replacement of the air bottle. necessary replacement." be able to deliver replacements in about ten days." "The leak has not yet been repaired. Over and out." Methodically, Capt. Wilkins set about disconnecting the major from the minute in my whole life. I didn't know how much emergency air was left, Capt. Lawler and Lt. Chandler returned with the calking compound. It occupied the rear section of the land car. Lt. Chandler sat atop it. It was a fifty-five gallon drum. The airlock to Freedom 19 was open. "What is that "That," said Capt. Lawler, "is the calking compound." "I am not kidding." Capt. Lawler and Lt. Chandler came inside. Capt. Wilkins mounted a bunk. "Why didn't you just borrow a cupful?" Major Winship said sarcastically. "It's this way," Lt. Chandler said. "They didn't have anything but 55-gallon drums of it." "Oh, my," said Capt. Wilkins. "I suppose it's a steel drum. Those things must weigh...." "Actually, I think you guys have got the general wrong," Capt. Lawler to prevent a purely scientific experiment, the results of which will be published in the technical press for the good of everybody. I'll bet!" "About this drum," Capt. Wilkins said. "Well, like I said, it's this way," Lt. Chandler resumed. "I told him we needed about a pint. Maybe a quart. But this stuff you have to mix up. He only had these drums. There's two parts to it, and you have to combine them in just the right proportion. He told me to take a little scale—" scales." "Well, anyway," Lt. Chandler continued, "he told us just to mix up the whole fifty-five gallon drum. There's a little bucket of stuff that goes in, and it's measured just right. We can throw away what we don't need." three thousand pounds calking compound. Those people are insane." "The question is," Capt. Lawler said, "'How are we going to mix it?' They thought over the problem for a while. we could...." It took the better part of an hour to rig up the electric mixer. Capt. Wilkins was profusely congratulated. "Now," Major Winship said, "we can either bring the drum inside or take the mixer out there." "We're going to have to bring the drum in," Capt. Wilkins said. "Well," said Capt. Lawler, "that will make it nice and cozy." It took the four of them to roll the drum inside, rocking it back and forth through the airlock. At that time, it was apparent the table was interposing itself. Lt. Chandler tried to dismantle the table. "Damn these suits," he said. "You've got it stuck between the bunk post." "I that." "I don't think this is the way to do it," Major Winship said. "Let's back the drum out." Reluctantly, they backed the drum out and deposited it. With the aid of Capt. Lawler, Lt. Chandler got the table unstuck. They passed it over to Major Winship, who handed it out to Capt. Wilkins. Captain Wilkins carried it around the drum of calking compound and set it down. It rested uneasily on the uneven surface. "Now, let's go," said Major Winship. Eventually, they accomplished the moving. They wedged the drum between the main air-supply tank and the transmitter. They were all perspiring. "It's not the weight, it's the mass," said Capt. Wilkins brightly. "The hell it isn't the weight," said Lt. Chandler. "That's heavy." He shook perspiration out of his eyes. "They should figure a way to get "Want to bet Finogenov hasn't got a bushel of them?" "No!" Major Winship snapped. With the drum of calking compound inside, both Capt. Lawler and Lt. Chandler retreated to the bunks. Capt. Wilkins maneuvered the mixing attachment. "I feel crowded," he said. "Watch it! Watch it! You almost hit me in the face plate with that!" "Sorry." At length the mixer was in operation in the drum. "Works perfectly," said Capt. Wilkins proudly. "Now what, Skip? The instructions aren't in English." "Sandpaper, I guess." "With sandpaper?" Major Winship said, emptying the bucket of fluid into the drum. "We don't have any sandpaper." "It's been a long day," Capt. Wilkins said. "Mix it thoroughly," Lt. Chandler mused. "I guess that means let it mix epoxy resin from—" "Hey!" exclaimed Capt. Wilkins. "The mixer's stopped." He bent forward and touched the drum. He jerked back. "Ye Gods! that's hot! And it's harder than a rock! It is "Out! Out!" Major Winship, Lt. Chandler, and Capt. Lawler, recognizing the sense of urgency, simultaneously glanced at the drum. It was glowing cherry red. "Let's go!" Capt. Wilkins said. necessity for speed, was doubly so. The other two crashed into them

<question>:
Why did Capt. Lawler and Lt. Chandler return with a fifty-five gallon drum of calking compound rather than the needed cup?

<options>:
A The steel drum offered the extra, needed weight.
B They could only obtain the 55-gallon drums
C They needed the full fifty-five gallons for repairs
D They needed the drum for a chair.

<answer>:

B