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More coffee?
No.
Not with my wife, you don't.
Whose wife? What guy? I thought it was…
May I have another coffee, please?
I'll help you.
Where do you hear these stories? Where do you get 'em?
You really want to know? Yes!
Does someone write your material?
Or do you make them up all by yourself?
I was surprised to see your name on the crew list this morning.
Life is full of surprises.
- You still take it black? - Mm-hmm.
I heard you retired.
For a short time. I've changed my mind.
I'm glad you did.
Is there anything else you need, Captain?
Le nouveau monde.
It is still amazing to me.
Only three hours and a half ago we were in Paris.
The world seems so small.
Thank you, Dulles.
They want us to park on 23.
There's going to be a ceremony when Federation
officially takes ownership of the plane.
Tell 'em we'll be right there.
Concorde Flight 28, you're clear for landing.
Roger, Dulles.
Holy Christ.
What is over the runways, Dulles?
- Full power. Go around. Gear up! - Gear up.
Oh, my God! What's happening?
The three balloonists, two men and a young woman,
members of the radical environmentalist group Airpeace,
surrendered to Virginia State Police.
The Concorde Flight 28 was en route from Paris.
The airplane was recently purchased by Federation World Airlines,
making it America's first supersonic commercial carrier.
A spokesman for the airline said that today's
incident would not change their plans…
to make a pre-Olympic goodwill flight to Moscow on the Concorde tomorrow.
In other news, Harrison Industries today unveiled its highly secret Buzzard project.
Science editor Jeffrey Marks was at the
Harrison Industries Maryland test facility…
for this special report.
Since 1974, Harrison Industries has been developing for the air force…
the Buzzard attack drone,
the newest weapon in the United States arsenal.
A radio-controlled, unmanned target plane is being sent out over the ocean.
Conceived of by Dr. Kevin Harrison,
chairman of Harrison Industries,
the Buzzard was designed by Harrison's chief designer, Willie Halpern.
Capable of speeds that exceed twice the speed of sound,
the attack drone has an interception range of over 1,000 miles…
and a hitherto unheard of rate of successful kills close to 100%.
Guided by television cameras set into its nose and an on-board computer system,
the Buzzard shows its muscle.
Once locked to its prey, the super-fast bird…
electronically homes in on its target.
At Harrison Industries' test facility, this is Jeffrey Marks for Nightly News.
Testing of the drone will continue at the Harrison facility at daybreak tomorrow.
In a related story, the prestigious United States Science Foundation…
has named Dr. Kevin Harrison as their man of the year…
for his achievements in advancing aerospace technology.
Dr. Harrison, 43, chairman of the conglomerate, Harrison Industries,
was graduated from Harvard with a doctorate in physics.
Dr. Harrison lives in Washington with his wife and three children.
Members of the Russian Olympic team concluded a week-long goodwill tour…
at the Cole Field House at the University of Maryland this afternoon.
As a continuing feature leading to our exclusive
coverage of the 22nd Olympiad in Moscow,
Robert Palmer gives us this special look at these fine athletes.
Sport has always been a tapestry of contrasts,
a never-ending variety of movement.
The epitome of grace, Alicia Rogov…
was the all-round women's gymnastics gold medal winner in Munich and Montreal.
She'll be trying for an unprecedented third gold medal in Moscow.
Just another facet of the 22nd Olympiad.
This is Robert Palmer for Nightly News.
Could I interview you for American television?
Are you crazy? What are you doing here?
My viewers want the whole story… up close and personal.
- I will scream if you don't leave! - Do not scream.
I'm just gonna ask you a few questions.
How does it feel to be a national hero?
Would you look right into the camera?
Ladies and gentlemen, we're talking today with Miss Alicia Rogo…
Thanks.
Come on, American. Interview me.
All right, Miss Rogov.
Tell us why it's so important for you to win three gold medals.
You're 24. Isn't that a little old for competition?
Old?
I want to show everyone you don't have to be 15…
with a figure like boy to win gold medal.
Anything else, Mr. Reporter?
Whatever happened to the shy young woman I met four years ago in Montreal?
She grew up… and fell in love.
Nelli!
Alicia!
Please! Very soon the bus is leaving for the hotel.
- — What? - Something amuses you.
The bubbles. They tickle in strange places.
I want you to put all your strange places…
into nice, dry clothes… now.
She's gone, Robert.
Robert!
Robert Palmer!
Thanks for the interview.
Come back here, Robert Palmer.
- Thanks, Walter. - Any time, Joe.
I won't, Paul.
I know. Just friends.
You don't know how much you hurt me when you left.
I never wanted to hurt you.
It doesn't take very much.
Isabelle, can I tell you something very personal?
Mm-hmm.
Your hair is in my french fries.
I won't let you hurt me again.
Hold on! I'm coming!
I'm coming!
- Who is it? - Miss Whelan?
My name is Carl Parker.
I'm the assistant sales director for Harrison Industries.
W-We met at an open house you had here for the World Hunger Council.
I need your help.
I-I'm sorry.
I would've called, but your number's not listed.
It's all right. Come in.
Well, I-I only have a minute.
Miss Whelan, you're an important person.
You have influence. They'll listen to you.
I don't understand. What is the problem?
I have information that Harrison Industries,
through their overseas operations,
have been making illegal sales of arms for the last 15 years.
Harrison Industries?
Weapons were sold to the North Vietnamese during our war there.
Weapons that killed a lot of our men.
- Come on. That's ridiculous. - No!
They've secretly sold arms to Cuba, to Syria
and Uganda, arsenals to terrorist groups.
Can you prove any of this?
I have the documents that detail the sales.
I've locked them away in a safe place.
I gave my wife the key and asked her to deliver them to you tomorrow morning.
I'm leaving for Paris in the morning.
Now, if these documents exist, we can go see them now.
No! They have people looking for me. I-I have to leave town.
Just let me go up and get changed, and I can…
But you don't understand!
Mr. Parker?
Hello? Hello! Hello, Operator!
Help! Help!
Please, somebody! Help me!
Help, someone! Help!
Help me! Please!
Please! Help me! Help me! Please!
Captain Metrand?
Captain Metrand, Joe Patroni.
Oh. I'm gonna be flyin' with ya. Just wanted to say hello.
I'm sorry, Captain. I went to bed early.
I didn't mean to disturb you. Get some sleep and we'll talk tomorrow.
Good night to you too, honey!
I've heard a lot about you, Captain, so I knew that terrific perfume wasn't yours.
Oh!
Carl was a friend of mine.
He worked for me for almost 20 years.
This is unbelievable.
I was standing right next to him.
One minute he was talking to me. Then…
Oh, God. It was horrible.
Kevin, he said there were documents.
Documents that proved that Harrison
Industries has been making illegal arms sales.
You would have to approve those sales.
Documents?
What did Carl think he was doing?
Somebody in my organization must be trying to blackmail me.
I can't understand how Carl got involved. He
always seemed like such a decent, kind man.
Why would your own people want to blackmail you?
Because big business is like that kid's game…
king of the mountain.
When you're on top, somebody always wants to knock you on your ass.
Are you saying you've never made illegal arms sales?
Maggie. I'm a very rich man.
I have everything in life I could ever want.
Why would I jeopardize that by doing something so incredibly stupid?
Blow your nose.
Sweet Maggie.
Sweet, sweet Maggie.
I love you so much.
You're cold.
Yeah.
Morning, Willie.
Good morning, K.H.
You look like you haven't slept.
My grandchild is staying with us.
She slept in the same bed with us all night.
My three kids used to climb in with us.
It was like a disco on Saturday night.
Carl Parker is dead.
Did we get the documents back?
No.
And there's somebody else involved.
Maggie Whelan knows about them.
What time is the drone test scheduled for?
6:30. A little over an hour from now.
I want it delayed until 8:00.
We've been together a long time, haven't we, Willie?
Twenty-two years.
Almost half my life.
This could destroy everything we've worked for.
I need your help, Willie.
How difficult would it be to reprogram the drone?
No problem at all.
Where'd you get your training?
Armée de l'air.
Early on, I was flying cargo to Saigon during the war we had in Indochina.
Then I flew the Mirage.
I was a military adviser in Saigon when we first got in the war.
Gee, I remember this Eurasian gal. She had these great big blue eyes.
They called her the Tarantula. Did you ever run into her?
No. I don't think so.
You'd remember her if you did. She was a real ball-breaker.
Now, here's a beautiful lady.
Yes. You have good taste, Joseph.
There's nothing like her in the skies.
She can maneuver with a military jet.
Go just as fast. And a lot farther.
I think I'm falling in love.
The instructors at the Concorde Flight School in Toulouse…
tell me you scored very high in their testing.
Nothing but gold stars. Just like you, Paul.
Ever since I was a little boy, anything that flies has been my hobby.
How long have you been flying?
Oh, I stopped counting after 30 years.
Flown just about every aircraft there is through three wars and 40 pounds.
The only thing I'm afraid of is heights.
You afraid of anything, Metrand?
American pilots.
Captain.
Captain.
Coach Markov, can we get a picture of you and Gregori Valdikoff together?
What? This little muzhik?
Sure. Right? Right?
Now.
- What'd he say? - What'd he say?
He says I am a genius.
Coach, what did the team enjoy most about the United States?
The children.
Wonderful, happy children.
This is my daughter, Irina.
Her name sign is… Irina.
Irina, is the coach a good father?
She says I am an ugly bear.
She must know something, huh?
- Excuse us. - Thank you, Coach.
Coach, are you excited about taking the Concorde?
What? Hey!
What did he say? How should I know?
- You're still on that diet? - Barely just.
Last night I came within that much of a big, juicy steak.
- What did you eat? - Fruit compote. It was torture.
I woke up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat.
I dreamt I was being chased by a giant banana.
Café, monsieur?
No cream and sugar for me.
Two cups, black.
Hmm. Two cups, black. Oh, you pilots are such men.
They don't call it the cockpit for nothin', honey.
Wait a minute!
That perfume of yours smells awfully familiar.
- What'd she say? - Probably the same as you say in English.
- Thank you. - How we doin'?
Just waiting for Maggie Whelan.
Listen, are you sure there was nothing delivered for me at the studio?
I mean, like a, uh… a package, an envelope, something like that?
Okay. I'll talk to you from Paris.
Kevin.
- I was worried about you. - You're too much.
I wanted to make sure everything is okay.
It's okay.
- I'm exhausted, that's all. - You can get some sleep on the airplane.
Miss Whelan, I'm going to have to lock the door.
Did those mysterious documents turn up?
No. You were right as usual.
Bon voyage, you beautiful lady.
Your attention, please.
Take care of yourself.
The mobile lounge for Federation World Airlines Concorde…
I will. You too.
I love you.
Is ready for immediate departure from Gate 14.
This is your final call… Maggie!
Maggie!
Have a wonderful trip. Thank you.
Miss Whelan.
Maggie?
You killed him! You murdered Carl!
Killer!
- Thank you. It's okay. - Excuse me.
- Was the additional ice put on board? - It's in the freezer.
It's just a precaution. We shouldn't need it.
The heart's been packed in plenty of ice.
What we need now is a really fast trip.
Excuse me, please.
Would you mind very much if I sat right here?
- Of course not. - Thank you.
Thank you.
- I'll hang that. - Thank you.
The transplant is for your son?
Yes.
He just turned seven.
He just c…
And so the colonel says, "No, ya fathead, you're supposed to ride the camel to town!"
There you are. I couldn't figure out where you ran off to.
Paul, Joe, this old lady here is my wife, Amy.
- How do you do? - She's stoned on Dramamine.
Tell her she's got nothin' to worry about.
It's just like takin' a bus, Mrs. Sande.
She's afraid of buses too.
I think you'd better throw my husband out of here. He wants to fly the plane.
Okay. Okay. Have fun, boys.
- All right. We'll see you later. - Yeah.
Uh-huh.
Nice-looking lady. Is he really her husband?
Uh-huh. She's his fourth wife. He always was a horny bastard.
There's this story that back in the '20s when he was barnstorming,
he made a bet that he could put it to this good-looking wing walker.
He boffed her out on the wing 1,000 feet above El Paso.
His ass got so sunburned he couldn't sit down for a week.
Who is he?
That's your boss, sweetheart.
Eli Sande, president of Federation Airlines.
Hey, Coach!
Ma'am. Could you wait until we take off, please?
Well, I have this bladder condition, and when I'm nervous, I…
I really enjoyed your farewell concert at Carnegie Hall.
- It was a classic. - Thank you.
It's nice to be remembered.
I could never figure out why you retired.
Well, honey, the road's a killer.
When I woke up not knowing what town I was in, I decided it was time to quit.
- This yours? - Yeah. Get that for me? Thank you.
Did I read you're going to be in the Moscow Jazz Festival?
Yeah! It's kind of a homecoming for me.
- That's fabulous. - I was born in Moscow.
I haven't been back since I was five years old. Long time.
I'll be there, front row and center to cheer you on.
Oh, thank you, love.
The Lord is my shepherd and I see what I want.
I'm sorry, sir. You're gonna have to store that for takeoff.
I can put it in the cupboard for you.
Obviously, my dear, you don't congeal the situation here.
See, this is my Siamese twin. We go everywhere together.
- Right, Gretch? - Oh, that's right.
They even sleep together.
You know, everybody's doin' it.
Robert.
Why don't you defect? You would make a good Russian.
I don't want to be a Russian.
I don't want to be American.
But that's great. We'll live in Sweden.
Marriage is too complicated.
Let's just do interviews?
Forgive me. Excuse me.
Sonia, I want to sit there. You go sit in my seat.
Concorde, Dulles Tower.
Radar has a two-minute hold on you. Hold in position.
Concorde into position and hold.
Attention, please. All Buzzard test personnel,
please stand by to clear the pad.
All personnel in launching pad 17, this is a five-minute warning.
Five minutes to countdown.
- Please. - Thank you.
- I'm sorry to bother you. - Hiya, Maggie.
Joe. It's good to see you. I thought I heard your name.
Good to see you. Maggie Whelan, Peter O'Neill, our flight engineer.
- Captain Paul Metrand. - Hello, Maggie.
- Hello. - I feel like I know you.
- I'm a big fan of yours. - Thank you.
- First trip on Concorde? - Yes.
- Hope you'll enjoy it. - Thank you.
Haven't seen you since 1975, that crash landing at Salt Lake City.
You still don't look like you're more than 18 years old.
How's your family?
My boy is starting college.
My wife has been dead for about a year.
- I'm sorry to hear that. - How 'bout you? Did you ever get married?
Not a chance. Just a lot of foolin' around.
That'll keep you healthy.
Depends on who you're foolin' around with.
Uh, Peter? Will you give my friend a hand? Good to see ya.
- Thank you, Joe. - I'll try. What number is it?
Uh, ladies and gentlemen, this is your captain, Joe Patroni.
We'd like to welcome you all aboard.
Our flying time to Paris today will be three hours and 50 minutes.
We'll be climbing up to an altitude of 59,000 feet.
Our cruising speed will be Mach 2.
That's roughly 1,400 miles an hour, twice the speed of sound.
The cabin will remain pressurized to a comfortable 6,000 feet.
And you'll barely notice the speed. Enjoy your flight.
It's ringing.
Maggie?
I have the documents, Kevin.
I can't believe it.
Your signature.
I don't want to believe any of this.
You had Carl Parker killed.
I didn't, Maggie!
I've done a lot of things I've been ashamed of, but I am not a murderer.
I'm not sure I really know you at all.
When we hang up, I'm gonna call my news department.
I'm gonna tell them about the documents.
- You wanna hang me without an explanation. - You hung yourself.
- What's left to explain? - A lot.
I'll meet you in Paris.
If you really care about me,
you won't do anything about those documents until I get there.
I'll see you in Paris.
Maggie, you okay?
Yeah, I'm fine.
I'm sorry. I feel like a fool, sitting here crying.
It's all right.
Thank you, Joe.
Sure. Anytime you feel like a good cry, just come on back up.
Can't be traced. It's all set.
Concorde, this is Dulles. You are clear for takeoff.
Dulles Tower, Concorde, and we're rolling.
Boisie, I thought you were an atheist.
What do I got to lose?
Yes!
Superman!
Dulles Tower, this is
Harrison Industries' Annapolis test facility…
keeping you advised.
Our Buzzard test will commence in 30 seconds.
Harrison, we'll continue monitoring your traffic. Keep us informed.
Good luck.
All right. Stand by.
Target plane is airborne.
- Beats me all to hell and back.
Fifteen seconds to countdown.
The Buzzard is operative.
Relay cameras: Operative.
On-board computer: Operative.
Stand by for countdown.
Ten, nine, eight, seven,
six, five, four,
three, two, one.
We have ignition.
Washington Center, good morning. This is the Concorde.
We're with you, climbing to flight level 270.
We will accelerate and climb 30 miles east of Sea Isle…
to 590.
Concorde, this is Washington Center. Turn right heading 035.
Attack drone is off course. Stand by for termination.
Standing by for termination.
Terminate! Beginning primary destruct sequence.
Actuating alternate destruct.
Drone is not responding to commands.
- What the hell's goin' on? - A malfunction in the termination switch.
Can you bring it back?
♪ Shoo-bee doo-bee ♪
♪ Doodly-doodly diddle ♪
♪ Di boo ba doo bwa bwa bwa ♪♪
Sing it out. Sing it out loud. Sing it with the words.
♪ I keep repeating never leave me ♪
♪ Never, never leave me ♪
♪ 'Cause if, if you go away ♪♪
Boisie.
Maybe I don't have it anymore.
Don't have it anymore? Does Ella still have it?
Does Sinatra still have it? Does Sarah Vaughn still have it?
Well, Gretchen Carter definitely has it.
You're like fine wine. You get better with age.
And you gonna get those Russians drunk.
Little Buddy's heart has failed twice since he collapsed.
It's a miracle he's still alive.
They don't expect him to last the week though.
Must not have been easy to find a heart for him.
It's all computerized.
Thousands of hospitals around the world.
What they do is look for a heart with compatible tissues for transplanting.
Oh, God. That sounds so cold.
And they found it last night?
Yes.
A couple of days ago there was an accident and…
a little girl suffered…
brain damage and died.
Her heart survived and…
Buddy has a chance to live, if we ever get there in time.
Don't worry. He's gonna make it just fine.
You're sweet. Thank you.
We have a computer malfunction.
- What's its course? - 035.
Jesus! That's the Dulles eastbound's!
Everybody relax. Tell Washington what's happening.
Yes, sir.
.98… 99.
Mach 1!
We travelin' at the speed of sound!
You feel anything? No, I don't feel anything.
We're goin' faster than sound!
It's about as fast as you were runnin' that day.
When she came out…
Excuse me.
There's nobody home.
I'm not feeling too well.
You're a minority of one.
Attention, all aircraft.
All aircraft, please maintain present flight altitudes and vector spaces.
We have an emergency. Repeat: Emergency.
We have a malfunctioning drone off course from a test range.
The air force jets are responding.
Light up the seat belt sign.
What is that?
Please sit down and fasten your seat belts.
What's happening?
We're not turning back, are we?
No. There's probably some turbulence. That's all.
Uh, sorry to bother you, folks, but Washington Center…
has advised us of some military traffic in our airspace.
There's a possibility we may be asked to make some minor course changes.
You'll be more comfortable if you please stay seated with your seat belts fastened.
I'm gonna put on some music, but I'd
appreciate it if you don't dance in the aisles.
That's one I never heard before.
People relax if you sound relaxed. You should hear my yawn.
The drone's locked on target.
4:00, Joseph!
Where did it go?
Shouldn't we continue evasive action, sir?
No. Those attack drones lock on with a guidance system.
If we start jukin' around the sky,
that needle-nosed bugger will nail us when we can't see him.
Let it make the first move.
Here it comes!
I can't shake that bug bastard.
F-15s at 10:00.
She's dead.
The fighter's too close.
If he overshoots, we'll end up with a missile in our laps.
- Does that hurt? - No.
- How 'bout that? - No.
And I'm glad to see that nobody is hurt.
But we do have a doctor on board if anybody needs one.
- Oh, Captain! - Ma'am?
Um, who's driving the plane?
It's on automatic pilot, ma'am.
Ladies and gentlemen, may I have your attention, please?
Now, if everyone's okay, we're gonna continue on our course to Paris.
We've run a complete check on the aircraft,
and everything is in perfect running order.
What happened, Joe?
All we know is that a military test vehicle accidentally strayed into our airspace.
We had to make some adjustments in order to avoid a collision.
Hmm. Some "adjustments." Good work, Joe.
Oh.
You deserve a rest, Captain.
Oui, oui, Kevin. Hmm.
Some things are necessary.
There's only tragedy and drama. It's done.
Ah! Thank you, Kevin.
Mmm. Au revoir.
Samantha, is my plane ready?
And so,
this famous golden bear says,
"Who's sleeping…
in my bed?"
Mr. Harrison, this is Captain Moyer.
Mr. Robelle is calling from Paris, sir.
Put him through.
- André? - Oui, Kevin.
I'm putting us on a scrambler.
- Go ahead. - The fighter plane should be airborne now.
What about the French air force?
It's flying under French coastal radar.
When he makes his attack, he'll have four minutes before the air force responds.
Four minutes will be an eternity for the Concorde.
- I'll be in Paris before dark. - Very good, Kevin.
Good afternoon, Concorde. This is Paris Control.
Go ahead, please.
Uh, nice to be with you, Paris Control.
We've just passed 10 degrees west.
We should be on the ground in under an hour.
Ladies and gentlemen, we are starting our gradual descent…
for landing at Charles de Gaulle Airport in Paris.
Captain Metrand has turned on the seat belt sign.
He requests that you stay seated with your seat belts fastened. Thank you.
Oh, please, madame. Would you mind taking your seat?
Concorde, this is Paris Control.
We are advised of unknown high-speed traffic in French airspace, your area.
The air force is responding.
Please monitor French air force traffic on the following frequ…
Paris Control, can you read me?
Hello? Hello?
We've lost communication with Paris Control, Captain.
Jesus Christ. There's an armed phantom, and he's comin' right for us.
Full power.
Goddamn!
He fired one! Missile at 5:00!
Those missiles have a narrow seeking angle, no more than 30 degrees.
If we make enough violent maneuvers, we may be able to cause a fly-by.
You son of a bitch!
Oh, no.
Something's happening again.
Mayday! Mayday! This is Concorde.
We're under attack by an unmarked fighter plane.
Mayday. This is Concorde. Please respond.
I'd love to see what my horoscope said for this morning.
He's got three more.
The plane will break up if I do any more violent aerobatics.
- We need to send a false target. - With the Very pistol.
The flare is small, but it's hot.
O'Neill, emergency! Depressurize!
Depressurizing.
Everyone, please put on your oxygen masks!
Turn it over!
People are being thrown all over. Oh, no! We're rolling!
The hydraulic system's been hit.
One minute to intercept.
Roll it, Paul, so I can get at 'em!
Son of a bitch. It's jammed!
Get it!
The pin's broken. Where's the other Very pistol?
In the rear storage.
By the time I get back there, we'd have two missiles up our ass!
Missile at 5:00.
He let number four go. Missile at 8:00.
They're running after the engines.
I'm going to kill the heat source. Turn them off!
Here we go!
Tracers. He's on his cannons!
Power on, engine two.
Engine two.
No response, sir.
Try engine four. Power!
Starting engine four.
No flame, sir.
We're going straight down!
There's so much… There's so much fear!
She's not responding, Captain.
Engine three, power!
Oh, dear Lord, please help us!
Oh, God, no! It's the last thing we're gonna do!
Oh, God, no! Please, no! We're going into the ocean! Oh, no!
Engine three, no response, sir.
Power, engine one!
I think my feet are gettin' wet.
Starting flare.
Number one's got ignition, sir.
Try number two again, Peter.
Ooh, whee!
A thing like that could ruin his whole day.
Engine four running, sir. Starting three.
Ladies and gentlemen, you can remove your oxygen masks.
Now, we still don't know who attacked the aircraft.
As soon as we get any information, we'll pass it right on to you.
In a few minutes, we're going to be touching
down at our alternate airport in Paris…
where barrier nets will assist our landing if needed.
Thank you.
The bathroom's broken.
You boys okay?
The only problem is, we may not be able to stop this big lady.
The reverse thrusters are out on one side, sir.
No brakes?
The hydraulic system is damaged.
I don't know if they're going to work or not.
My wife thinks we'll all be safe if I'm up here in the cockpit.
I'll ride it out with you.
Le Bourget dead ahead, Paul.
Final landing checklist.
Landing gear down.
Landing gear coming down.
I landed into experimental nets in Vietnam.
It was like trying to stop a bullet with crepe paper.
Emergency brake.
Emergency brake available. Ground speed: 110.
- Ground speed: 95. - Trying the brakes.
We can't stop!
Ninety.
Eighty-five.
End of the runway, 300 meters, Paul.
After that, this airplane buys us a farm.
Ladies and gentlemen,
welcome to Paris.
The helicopter will be here in five minutes.
Just enough time to make it. Oh, please, Dr. Stone, let's hurry.
I'll meet you at debriefing. I'm going to call Sarah.
Mr. O'Neill.
Thank you.
Thank you too, sugar.
Captain?
Captain.
Will what happened today change your flight plans?
I can't discuss it.
What is your reaction to the near tragedy?
Thank goodness it wasn't a tragedy.
Miss Whelan, have you heard that four terrorist
groups have taken credit for the attack…
as a protest against the Olympics?
The world's gone mad. Excuse me, please.
If this plane is ready, we're going to Moscow tomorrow.
I'll be damned if anybody's gonna stop this flight!
Mr. Sande, was this a publicity stunt?
Repair work gonna be done here?
If everything's up to specs, the crew will ferry her to De Gaulle late tonight.
Isabelle!
Joseph, you're my guest for dinner.
I have the perfect lady for you.
I guarantee you'll fall in love.
Be careful about his guarantees, Captain Patroni.
What does this perfect lady look like?
For you, Porky Pig.
What can I say? He was the best money could buy.
Apparently not good enough, Andre.
Don't worry, Kevin. I'm prepared.
I have already spoken to someone.
Ha!
Let's get in.
Oh!
Ooh!
Whew!
Paris always hated foreigners.
He looks cute when he's wet. He reminds me of a happy fish.
Whew! Find us a table, Joe.
I'll call and see how repairs are going on the Concorde.
Here. Here.
Oh, you're soaking wet!
Uh-huh!
- A happy fish. - A happy fish, yeah.
You're adorable when you're embarrassed.
You look like a married man.
What does a married man look like?
His smile says "no." His eyes, they say "when?"
Well, when?
I was married. My wife was killed in a car accident.
- Do you miss her? - Very much.
Do you have children?
I have a boy. He's just starting college.
Ah, oui? My son just started college. The Sorbonne.
College. You don't look old enough to have a child in the fifth grade.
- Just makeup. - Oh, no.
- What is your son to study? - Medicine.
What a coincidence! So is my Phillippe.
We have a lot in common, Captain.
You're a very shy man.
My wife used to say that.
An understanding woman is very important.
Maybe you'll ask "when?" again.
I promise.
What a night to work.
We have to check the cargo hold.
What are this week's numbers?
8-7-5-7.
A hand, strong man.
The "O" meter.
Here we go.
All right. Ja.
- When did you start wearing glasses? - Last week.
They're, uh, just for reading.
I'm gradually learning to accept most of life's humiliations.
I've written this draft…
as the announcement for the press.
It gives the complete details of Harrison Industries' illegal activities…
done in my behalf and with my full knowledge.
The responsibility for these actions rests solely with me.
Maggie.
Would you look at this for me?
Writing is not my strong suit.
Maybe you can polish the rough edges.
I need some air, Kevin.
I feel like walking, Kevin.
You did it again, Stormy.
You said it wouldn't rain.
Let's go to your hotel.
Is that gonna solve everything?
I'm gonna broadcast the documents as soon as I get to Moscow.
It'll be old news by then.
- I made you a promise. - A promise?
You made me a promise? Oh! What a pathetic joke.
Maggie, the hotshot reporter.
The great judge of character.
I was never gonna fall in love and get hurt.
That couldn't happen to me.
Oh, damn it.
I fell so hard.
And talk about love being blind.
Oh, Kevin Harrison, you are perfect though.
Attractive, charming, intelligent.
And destructive.
Why couldn't you be straight with me?
I would've done anything for you.
I've never loved anyone the way I love you.
But it's over.
Saddest part of the whole thing is…
that I still love you.
I already miss us, Doc.
Taxi!
Maggie?
Control circuits are in good order.
What time is their departure?
3:30.
No problems here.
Close the, uh, cargo door.
I'll check the pressure sealing.
Froelich! Some hot coffee?
Froelich!
I'll be right out!
You see?
You didn't forget very much.
I… I guess it's kinda like swimming.
Once you learn how…
Just like a happy fish.
This is the nicest evening I've had…
in a long, long time.
Me too.
Again?
You haven't changed.
You're even more beautiful.
I love you.
As long as I've known you, you've never said that to me.
People change.
I think you should get used to hearing it.
Je t'aime.
I'd like us to try again, Isabelle.
Today, when we were that far above the ocean,
life seemed very short.
The plane is here at De Gaulle. The repairs are completed.
A bomb, Froelich? No. Bombs are unreliable.
This way is certain.
When the door opens, the change in pressure will tear the plane apart.
How long before the Concorde is destroyed?
Ten minutes.
It's not quick, but it's completely efficient.
- When I give you the money, leave France. - Yes, sir.
At 4:00, it will be finished.
Tell your friend to enjoy himself.
It's better to be rich.
Good morning, Joseph.
Paul!
I don't know how the hell to thank you.
I never was a believer in love at first sight, but that Francine… Whoo!
What a night!
She was really… special!
For 2,000 francs, she'd better have been special.
Wait. Wait a minute. Are you…
Are you trying to tell me she was… a hooker?
As you Americans say, a real pro.
All that stuff about coincidences.
A son in college, in medicine.
An understanding woman.
You goddamn son of a bitch. She was great!
What are friends for?
Absolutely number one!
- Terrific! - I told her you were gonna pay.
Okay, sure!
Lovely afternoon, isn't it, gentlemen?
What makes you so happy?
Oh, a little escargot, roast pork,
a magnificent chocolate mousse.
What are you going to tell Sarah when you go back home?
Sarah. Sarah. Sarah who?
Your attention, please.
This will be the only boarding call for the Concorde flight to Moscow.
No visitors will be permitted on board. Thank you.
- Circuit breakers, check. - Check.
Bonjour. Bonjour.
Emergency evacuation and emergency lights armed.
Armed.
Hang on a second for some coffee.
I think I said some things last night. I was very tired.
I didn't believe you anyway.
Isabelle.
I'm not tired now.
Still je t'aime.
All right, no smoking signs on.
Check.
It's easy for you to say it.
- Fasten your seat belt, please. - Oh. Thank you.
Let me take your fur.
No, no, it's okay. I have a very cold hand, and I prefer sticking in.
- Thank you. - Isabelle?
- Let me take it. - No, it's okay.
Dogs are not allowed.
Oh, young lady,
please, please don't miscon-screw me.
You see, this is not an average dog.
This is my seeing-eye dog. I need him.
Seeing-eye dogs are usually German Shepherds.
Oh. You mean he's not?
- I'm sorry. - I know.
- But it's against the rules. - Rules.
Rules. Did you hear that?
Can you say to the lady, "What do you think about those rules?"
Me too.
Monsieur?
Monsieur!
Something's wrong. Call Security.
Oh! Oh, pardon, monsieur.
So you take the two door and connect with the three door…
Ow! Get off me!
Stop!
Grab that man!
What the hell?
Imbécile!
- Did we hit him? - I don't think so.
He may have run into our wake turbulence.
I know him. That's Froelich, mechanic on the Concorde.
You're very quiet.
Oh, I was just thinking about my wife.
It must get pretty lonely, my friend.
Sir? Paris Control advises of a change in en route weather conditions.
There's a storm front moving through Germany.
We've been advised to take a southerly course.
- Give me a heading. - Right, sir.
Joseph?
I know a great woman who works for the French Embassy in Moscow.
I'll bet you do!
Time for me to do some flying of my own.
I see you have a new one.
We're triplets.
- You don't need the ladies' room? - Never again.
Oh, what a pretty girl she is!
- Tired? - Mmm.
You look like you lost your best friend.
Maybe I did.
Why don't you stretch out? I can sit right back here.
Hey, thanks.
I only regret we didn't have more kids.
After our boy, we just kept putting it off.
Then about a year ago, we decided to adopt.
But…
I always wanted a big family.
I guess I'm one of those wholesome slobs.
Coach Markov would like to know if his daughter could visit the flight deck.
Oh, of course.
It's all right. You can come in.
Are you sure this is no trouble?
None at all.
- Hi, baby! - Hello.
This is my daughter,
Irina.
She says "hi."
It's just like Disneyland up here.
This shows how high we are.
This shows how fast we're going.
This is Mickey Mouse.
- What was that? - I think you better get down, sweetheart.
I thought something popped open.
- I don't hear anything. - No. I guess not.
Thank you for coming by.
- Thank you very much, gentlemen. - You're very welcome.
- Bye. - Very kind.
Come.
Oh, I could swear that floor was movin'.
You're spaced, baby.
Spaced.
Gremlins.
I'm getting a little vibration on the yoke.
We'd better run a complete systems check.
Yes, sir.
Altimeters?
Set and checked.
- What's wrong? - Hmm?
Oh, I just can't get comfortable.
Feels like my seat's coming loose.
Some joke.
♪♪ What's that noise?
I don't hear anything.
Would you mind turning off the music, please?
Oh, sure.
- Come on. - Excuse me.
It's back here.
Yeah.
Air speed indicators?
Uh, air speed indicator, check.
Okay.
We're getting a whistling and a banging noise from the bottom of the aircraft.
Jesus. The cargo door?
The warning light should indicate if it's open.
Peter?
It's not working.
It was all right at the preflight check.
I'm going back to check that noise, Joseph.
Let's have the seat belt sign.
Please return to your seats.
Fasten your seat belts. Thank you.
Good night. Good evening.
Is something wrong, Captain? Nothing we're sure of.
Oh. What aren't you sure of? Don't worry. It's nothing serious.
Sit down.
The cargo door is about to open.
We've got explosive decompression!
Our computers are out! Our control systems are out!
Try an emergency system. We're completely out of control!
Come on, emergency systems. Give us some help. Give us some help. Come on.
Eli!
Air speed: 320. Altitude: 11,000 feet.
My God, we fell 20,000 feet.
I've radio contact with Munich.
I'll advise 'em of our condition.
I better go back and check the passengers.
Yeah.
Help him!
- Eli, you okay? - I had the best seat in the house!
Listen to me, everybody!
You can take off your oxygen masks now, if you like.
We're at 11,000 feet and you can breathe.
But if any of you still feel the altitude, or you feel light-headed or anything,
then use the oxygen.
The cargo door has blown off.
It's affected the airplane's primary function.
That's why you're feeling this vibration.
But we've activated a secondary system, and it's working perfectly.
We're also in contact with Munich Center for landing instructions.
I'm gonna ask Isabelle and her crew to pass out some pillows.
When we come in for a landing, I want you to put them over your knees…
and assume a tuck position.
They'll show you how.
- The rear cabin's okay, sir. - Good.
We're gonna make it.
Mrs. Sande! Here, take this seat!
The jettison pumps are open.
We're losing fuel. I can't shut them off.
Munich Center, please advise nearest airfield.
Concorde, this is Munich Center.
We show your position 40 miles northwest of Patscherkofel intersection.
Innsbruck is your closest airfield.
Joseph, what's our flying time to Innsbruck?
About 15 minutes.
- Do we have the fuel to make it? - No way.
The Alps dead ahead.
Patscherkofel?
I used to ski there.
- Is there a snowfield? - The snow lasts all year.
I love you, Robert Palmer.
If we ever come in Moscow, I want to marry you.
Why wait?
Do you, Alicia Rogov, take me, Robert Palmer,
to be your lawfully wedded husband?
I do.
Do you, Robert Palmer, take Alicia Rogov…
to be your lawfully wedded wife?
I do.
I now pronounce us man and wife. Kiss the groom.
Alicia!
God bless you both!
Roger, Concorde.
Understand your decision is to make an emergency landing at Patscherkofel.
The Alpine Ski Patrol is marking a runway…
and is in radio contact with Munich Center.
You ever come down on your belly, Paul?
Sure.
In a simulator.
That's terrific.
Well, that makes two of us.
Isabelle, we'll be trying to land in just a few minutes.
- Will you tell your passengers? - I'll tell them.
And, Isabelle. Je t'aime.
This is Patscherkofel Rescue Center. Do you read me, Munich?
Loud and clear, Patscherkofel. Go ahead.
How much time do we have left?
Between eight and nine minutes. No more than that.
- So, please, hurry. - We copy, Munich.
There is a 15-foot base of hard-packed snow at Patscherkofel.
We're going for it, Munich. Thanks for everything.
Good luck, Concorde. This is Munich Center, out.
Altitude: 8,800 feet. Air speed: 1-8-0.
There's one hell of a crosswind.
Mr. Harrison, this is Captain Moyer.
We'll be landing in 30 minutes. 11:00 a.m., Washington time.
We can now confirm reports that a Federation World Airlines Concorde,
en route from Paris to Moscow, is attempting to make an emergency landing…
on a rugged mountainside in the Alps.
Maggie Whelan, anchorwoman on our nightly news, is among the passengers.
Just a moment.
I have been informed that we have been linked, via satellite, with Munich Center,
which is receiving reports directly from the landing site.
We understand they are seven minutes away.
Medical assistance has just reached the landing area.
Altitude: 8,300.
Air speed: 1-6-0. Christ, this is like threading a needle.
Patscherkofel dead ahead.
We're only going to get one chance at this bastard.
I can see the belly of the plane. There are large holes in the fuselage.
Metal is ripped open. She's shaking, rocking, fighting the wind.
Here we go.
Air speed: 130.
- Stall warning! - I hear it, I hear it!
Stick shaker!
Think I can't feel it? Power off! Engines off!
Brace!
Brace!
I smell gas! The plane's gonna explode!
Get out of the plane!
Switches off.
Irina!
Listen here! Listen!
You wanna get out of here safely, then sit down!
- Sit down! - Come.
Maggie? Maggie!
Baby, are you okay?
- Yeah. - Come on.
Let's go, Peter.
Clear below!
Watch yourself! Watch out!
Watch your head! Watch your head! Look out down there!
All right. Look out below! We're dropping a ladder.
Here we go. Watch your step.
They've broken through, and people are starting to come out of the plane.
There's a strong smell of jet fuel.
I should be getting reports if there are any fatalities.
I see two, now three more people coming up the ladders!
My husband!
Come on, let's go. Climb on up!
Move 'em up that ladder!
- Move 'em up. Let's go! - Come on, Maggie.
Ah! The documents!
- Maggie! - Miss Whelan!
- Your turn. - Okay.
Thank you! Thank you!
They're bringing the passengers to us now. Miss, were there any fatalities?
Take it easy! Come on. I'm fine. I don't need any help.
Come on. Hurry up!
Here at the rescue center, it's a scene of jubilation.
Men and women in tears, a small child embracing her father.
They asked me to clear this channel now,
but I will be broadcasting to you from Moscow…
with a complete report of these events…
and information I have received on a major breaking news story.
This is Maggie Whelan at the Concorde crash site,
grateful to be alive.
If everybody's out of the rear section, we're all out.
The roof's collapsing! Everybody off!
Quick! If the fuel tanks are crushed, they'll explode!
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