Original subtitles

AJAX, THIS IS WAVERUNNER 2-1-2

APPROACHING WAYPOINT DELTA.

AJAX: ROGER, 212.

COME LEFT TO HEADING ONE-SIX-NINER AND DESCEND TO ANGELS 20.

AJAX, THIS IS WAVERUNNER 2-1-2, WILCO. BREAK.

SLIDER, YOU READY TO HEAD FOR HOME?

RIGHT BEHIND YOU, KARMA.

[BEEPING]

WHOA... WHOA, I'VE GOT A CONTACT-- 1-7-5.

FIVE MILES CLOSING. OPPOSITE COURSE, LOW.

AJAX: WAVERUNNER 2-1-2,

YOU ARE AUTHORIZED TO INTERCEPT.

TALLYHO!

SLIDER, SECOND BOGEY'S ON THE SCOPE.

HE'S ON OUR SIX. WE'RE SANDWICHED.

GET THIS GUY OFF OF ME.

-SPLIT. -BREAK RIGHT.

HE'S GOT A LOCK!

I'M COMING IN BEHIND HIM.

GOGO: HE GOT A LOCK.

KARMA: WHAT?

WE GOT TONE. TAKE THE SHOT.

-WHAT? -SPLASH THIS GUY, KARMA.

GET HIM OFF ME.

[UNINTELLIGIBLE] MISSILE INBOUND.

GOGO: WE'RE TOO CLOSE!

OUR WING'S ON FIRE!

KARMA: EJECT! EJECT! EJECT!

[OPENING THEME MUSIC PLAYING]

REPORTER: TENSIONS REMAINED HIGH IN THE GULF TODAY

AFTER AN AMERICAN F-14 WENT DOWN IN THE NO-FLY ZONE LAST NIGHT.

THE IRAQIS ARE CLAIMING AN AERIAL VICTORY.

THE DEFENSE DEPARTMENT HAS CONFIRMED THE LOSS OF A NAVY FIGHTER JET

BUT HAS MADE NO OFFICIAL STATEMENT REGARDING WHAT...

WORKING A LITTLE LATE, ENSIGN?

YES, SIR.

WELL, WHY DON'T YOU CALL IT A NIGHT.

I'M SURE WHATEVER IT IS CAN WAIT TILL MORNING.

I'LL WALK YOU TO YOUR CAR.

THANK YOU, SIR. I'M JUST GOING TO WAIT A LITTLE LONGER.

[SNIFFLING]

HEARD FROM RABB AND MACKENZIE YET?

THEY SHOULD BE ABOARD THE CORAL SEA

WITHIN THE HOUR, SIR.

I HAVEN'T HEARD FROM LIEUTENANT ROBERTS

AND IT'S NOT LIKE HIM NOT TO CALL.

WELL... LET'S SEE...

HE LEFT ANDREWS AT 1400 OUR TIME.

PROBABLY ARRIVED TWENTYNINE PALMS AT 1530 PACIFIC.

BEEN TAKING DEPOSITIONS FOR SEVERAL HOURS.

I'M SURE HE'LL CALL SOON.

I HOPE SO, SIR.

I DON'T MEAN TO ACT LIKE... A PREGNANT WIFE

WORRIED ABOUT HER HUSBAND?

IT'S NOT VERY NAVY-LIKE OF ME, SIR.

ENSIGN... THE UNIFORM IS MADE TO FIT A PERSON.

ADMIRAL, I DON'T KNOW WHAT'S COME OVER ME.

HORMONES.

SIR?

[SIGHS]

YOU SEE THIS?

A V.C. TRIED

TO CUT MY HEAD OFF WITH A MACHETE-- 39 STITCHES.

I DIDN'T EVEN KNOW I WAS BLEEDING FOR ABOUT TWO DAYS.

BUT, UH... NOW, THIS...

THAT'S AN ELECTRIC CAN OPENER.

KNOCKED ME COLD FOR SIX HOURS

COMPLIMENTS OF MY EX-WIFE IN HER SECOND TRIMESTER.

SO WHAT ARE YOU TELLING ME?

THAT I SHOULD STAY AWAY FROM SMALL APPLIANCES?

NO. WHAT I'M SAYING IS

IS THAT, UM, WHAT YOU'RE FEELING IS NORMAL

AND I UNDERSTAND.

I ALSO KNOW THAT YOU NEED YOUR REST

AND YOU NEED TO EAT PROPERLY.

UM... I'M GOING TO, UM... CALISTO'S FOR A LATE DINNER.

WHY DON'T YOU JOIN ME.

I HATE EATING ALONE.

YOU DO, SIR?

NOT REALLY.

WE'LL GO OVER THAT INSPECTOR GENERAL'S REPORT...

MAKE IT A BUSINESS MEAL.

THANK YOU, ADMIRAL, BUT I TOLD BUD

THAT I'D WAIT TO HEAR FROM HIM.

HARRIET, IT COULD BE AFTER MIDNIGHT

BEFORE HE GETS A CHANCE TO CALL YOU.

TELL YOU WHAT-- ONCE WE GET TO THE RESTAURANT

I'LL CALL THE BASE, SEE IF I CAN REACH HIM.

YOU CAN DO THAT, SIR? ADMIRAL'S PRIVILEGE.

YOU KNOW, CALISTO'S IS FAMOUS FOR THEIR SEAFOOD.

YOU LIKE CALAMARI?

WELL, I LIKE IT IF THEY MAKE IT WITH A MINT SAUCE, SIR.

CRAVINGS?

UH, I'M AFRAID SO, SIR.

[SIGHS]

TRY NOT TO MAKE ME REGRET THIS, ENSIGN.

WELCOME ABOARD.

MAN: I USUALLY CONSIDER IT A BAD SIGN

WHEN I SEE JAGS COMING ABOARD.

BUT UNDER THE CIRCUMSTANCES, I'M GLAD YOU'RE HERE.

INTERNATIONAL INCIDENTS

REQUIRE THE UTMOST DIPLOMACY.

I MIGHT NEED SOME PROFESSIONAL ADVICE.

SIR, TECHNICALLY

WE'RE HERE TO CONDUCT A JAGMAN INVESTIGATION

INTO THE ALTERCATION WHICH RESULTED IN THE LOST TOMCAT.

HOWEVER, THE MAJOR AND I WOULD BE MORE THAN WILLING

TO AID IN ANY LEGAL MATTERS

THAT MIGHT ARISE WHILE WE'RE ABOARD.

IF THIS THING TURNS UGLY

AND FORCES US INTO A WAR, IT'S ALWAYS NICE

TO HAVE A COUPLE OF LAWYERS AROUND TO BLAME.

WE'RE AT CONDITION THREE HERE.

THE CAG AND I NEED THE CREW FOCUSED

ON THE JOB AT HAND

SO I'D APPRECIATE WRAPPING UP THIS INVESTIGATION ASAP.

YES, SIR. YES, SIR.

YOU CAN REPORT YOUR FINDINGS

TO THE COMMANDER OF THE AIR GROUP.

CARRY ON.

CAG.

COMMANDER RABB...

YOU FOUND YOUR FATHER.

THAT'S RIGHT.

DID YOU KNOW HIM, SIR?

WE FLEW A COUPLE OF WILD ONES TOGETHER.

ARE YOU HALF THE PILOT HE WAS?

I'D LIKE TO THINK SO.

MAYBE WE'LL SEE ABOUT THAT.

YES, SIR.

THE A.T.O. GET YOU QUARTERS.

THANK YOU, SIR.

THANK YOU.

SLIDER: WE WERE PATROLLING THE NO-FLY ZONE.

IT WAS A TYPICAL FLIGHT-- IF THERE IS SUCH A THING.

IT'S, UH...

IT'S BASICALLY FOUR HOURS OF BORING HOLES IN THE SKY.

NO CONTACT, NO NOTHING.

WHEN DID YOU FIRST SPOT THE MIG?

I DIDN'T.

BEAR PUT THE FIRST ONE UP ON HIS RADAR.

BEAR-- THAT'S, UH, YOUR RIO, LIEUTENANT BRIAN HASS.

BEAR: THAT'S RIGHT. HE MUST HAVE BEEN CRAWLING ACROSS THE SAND

ON HIS BELLY BECAUSE HE CAME OUT OF NOWHERE.

POPPED UP, MADE A GUN RUN AT US AND RAN FOR HOME.

WHAT DO YOU SUPPOSE PROVOKED HIM INTO ATTACKING?

THERE WAS NO PROVOCATION, MAJOR.

THAT'S JUST IT-- IT'S A NO-FLY ZONE.

NO, THE IRAQIS CAME IN LOOKING FOR A FIGHT.

THE FIRST ONE WAS A DECOY

SO HIS BUDDY COULD SNEAK IN BEHIND US.

GOGO: THE SECOND MIG GOT RIGHT ON SLIDER'S TAIL.

WE FLEW IN BEHIND HIM.

I GOT LOCK AND TONE, BUT KARMA DIDN'T FIRE, MA'AM.

WELL, WHY NOT?

I DON'T KNOW, MAJOR.

I KEPT YELLING AT HIM TO TAKE THE SHOT

BUT HE KEPT SAYING, "WHAT? WHAT?"

LIKE HE DIDN'T HEAR ME, MA'AM.

NEXT THING I KNOW, HE'S GOING KAMIKAZE--

FLYING STRAIGHT AT THE MIG

LIKE HE'S GOING TO RAM HIM.

SLIDER: I'M SCREAMING FOR KARMA

TO TAKE THIS GUY OUT.

SUDDENLY, THE MIG FIRES

SO I... PUNCH OFF FLARES AND CHAFF AND BRAKE HARD.

NEXT THING I KNOW

I'VE GOT THIS BUCKING BRONCO TURBULENCE.

THEN I... SEE THIS EXPLOSION IN THE MIRROR.

FIGURED IT WAS THE MISSILE.

IT WAS KARMA GOING DOWN IN A BALL OF FIRE.

GOGO: KARMA'S YELLING, "EJECT! EJECT!"

THERE'S SMOKE IN THE CANOPY.

I REACH UP, GRAB THE HANDLES

BUT MY EYES ARE CLOSED.

NEXT THING I KNOW, I'M SCREAMING INTO MY MASK

AND FEELING ICE-COLD AIR ON MY FACE.

RABB: ONE THING I DON'T UNDERSTAND.

YOU HAD A LOCK ON THE MIG.

WHY DIDN'T YOU FIRE? I COULDN'T.

YOU HAD A MISSILE MALFUNCTION?

WHY NOT GO FOR THE CANNONS?

THAT'S A GOOD QUESTION, COMMANDER

TO WHICH I DON'T HAVE AN ANSWER.

YOU'VE BEEN IN COMBAT.

YOU KNOW HOW FAST THINGS HAPPEN.

I SAW SLIDER WAS IN TROUBLE.

I COULDN'T FIRE

BUT I KNEW I HAD TO GET THE MIG OFF HIS TAIL.

ALL I COULD THINK TO DO

WAS TO GET BETWEEN HIM AND THE ENEMY.

SO I LIT UP THE AFTERBURNERS

AND I POPPED UP RIGHT IN FRONT OF HIM.

THAT'S DAMN HEROIC FLYING.

IT WAS DAMN STUPID IS MORE LIKE IT.

I MISJUDGED THE CLOSURE RATE.

I SHEARED OFF MY WING TIP IN THE COLLISION...

WENT INTO A SPIN, SPRAYING FUEL, WHICH IGNITED...

WE WERE A GIANT, TUMBLING FIREBALL.

MAN, YOU MUST HAVE HAD A GUARDIAN ANGEL

LOOKING OVER YOUR SHOULDER THAT NIGHT.

YEAH.

SOME-SOMETHING LIKE THAT.

MACKENZIE: SO FAR EVERYONE'S STATEMENTS

CORROBORATE.

YOU DON'T AGREE?

WHAT?

I KNOW THAT LOOK.

WHAT LOOK?

THAT "I DON'T AGREE" LOOK.

SOMETHING WITH COMMANDER RICE'S STATEMENT

ISN'T SITTING RIGHT.

I WANT TO TALK TO HIS PLANE CAPTAIN

ABOUT THE CONDITION OF HIS TOMCAT.

WHAT DID YOU SAY TO COMMANDER RICE?

EXCUSE ME, SIR?

YOUR INVESTIGATION--

WHAT ARE YOU CHARGING HIM WITH?

WE'VE JUST BEGUN THE INTERVIEWS, CAG.

WE'RE NOT CHARGING HIM WITH ANYTHING.

THEN WHY DID LIEUTENANT COMMANDER RICE

RESIGN HIS COMMISSION?

[HUMMING]

OH, YOU HUNGRY, SIR?

-I WAS. -I'M EATING FOR TWO NOW.

-TWO WHAT? -LET ME FIX YOU SOMETHING TO EAT, SIR.

IT'S THE LEAST I CAN DO AFTER YOU BOUGHT ME DINNER LAST NIGHT.

YOU KNOW, ENSIGN, I ATE BUGS AND TOADS

IN THE JUNGLE, AND I STILL WOULDN'T...

WHAT IS THAT SMELL?

SARDINES, MAYBE?

SIR, BREAKFAST IS THE MOST IMPORTANT MEAL OF THE DAY.

LET'S FACE IT, MEN JUST DON'T HAVE THE STOMACH FOR PREGNANCY.

YEAH.

MAN: SIDE NUMBER 212 WAS MY PLANE, SIR.

I GOT MY NAME PUT ON HER JUST LAST THURSDAY.

RABB: WELL, CONGRATULATIONS, PETTY OFFICER MOSES.

THAT'S QUITE AN HONOR FOR A PLANE CAPTAIN.

MOSES: YES, IT IS, SIR.

I TAKE AS MUCH PRIDE IN KEEPING THESE PLANES

IN THE AIR AS THE PILOTS DO IN FLYING THEM, SIR.

SO, WHEN I SAY THAT PLANE WAS WORKING PROPERLY BEFORE SHE LEFT THE DECK

YOU'VE GOT MY WORD ON IT, COMMANDER.

WELL, THEN, HOW DO YOU ACCOUNT FOR THE FACT

THAT COMMANDER RICE WAS UNABLE TO FIRE HIS MISSILES?

I CAN'T, SIR. IF THE COMMANDER SAID

HE COULDN'T FIRE, THEN HE COULDN'T FIRE.

ALL I KNOW IS THAT EVERYTHING WAS WORKING

WHEN SHE LEFT THE DECK.

THAT PLANE WAS USED IN A MISSILE EXERCISE THE DAY BEFORE

AND SHE PERFORMED FLAWLESSLY, COMMANDER.

THANKS, MOSES, AND, UH, I HOPE YOU GET

YOUR NAME ON A NEW PLANE SOON.

ME, TOO, SIR.

[KNOCK AT DOOR]

YES?

CAG SHOWED ME YOUR RESIGNATION.

AND I GUESS YOU WANT TO KNOW WHY.

I DON'T SEE AS I HAVE MUCH CHOICE.

LOOK, FROM WHAT I'VE DETERMINED SO FAR

YOU'VE DONE NOTHING TO WARRANT A RESIGNATION...

UNLESS YOU HAVEN'T TOLD ME EVERYTHING

THAT HAPPENED THAT NIGHT.

WELL, I TRIED.

BUT I'M NOT SURE I KNOW MYSELF.

I JUST TALKED TO PETTY OFFICER MOSES.

HE TELLS ME THAT YOUR AIRCRAFT WAS IN EXCELLENT CONDITION.

DID ONE OF YOUR MISSILES MISFIRE?

NO.

I DIDN'T FIRE.

WHY NOT?

I WAS GIVEN AN ORDER NOT TO.

SOMEBODY ORDERED YOU NOT TO FIRE?

GOGO AND SLIDER WERE BOTH YELLING AT ME

TO TAKE THE SHOT

BUT I HEARD ANOTHER VOICE TELLING ME NOT TO.

THERE'S NOTHING IN THE RADIO TRANSCRIPTS.

NO ONE HAS EVEN MENTIONED THIS.

I DON'T THINK THEY HEARD IT.

LOOK, I KNOW HOW THAT SOUNDS.

THAT'S WHY I HAVEN'T SAID ANYTHING SOONER, BUT...

I KEPT TRYING TO TELL MYSELF

THAT IT WAS FATIGUE OR MY EARS POPPING

OR MISINTERPRETATION.

HELL, MAYBE I'M GOING CRAZY...

BUT I KNOW WHAT I HEARD.

IT WAS AN ORDER.

IT WAS VERY CLEAR AND VERY INSISTENT...

THAT I NOT FIRE.

[GOGO ON TAPE RECORDER] WE GOT A LOCK.

KARMA: WHAT?

WE GOT TONE. TAKE THE SHOT. WHAT?

SLIDER: SPLASH THIS GUY, KARMA.

GET HIM OFF ME!

BEAR: ENEMY FIRE! MISSILE INBOUND!

I'VE PLAYED IT EVERY WHICH WAY ABOUT A HUNDRED TIMES

AND I STILL CAN'T HEAR ANYTHING.

REWIND IT A BIT. THERE.

KARMA: I'M COMING IN BEHIND HIM.

GOGO: WE GOT A LOCK.

KARMA: WHAT?

STOP. YOU HEAR THAT?

RIO SAYS SHE HAS A LOCK; HE RESPONDS BY SAYING...

"WHAT?"

"WHAT?"

LIEUTENANT BINDER SAID KARMA ACTED

AS IF HE COULDN'T HEAR HER.

HE WAS ON A HOT MIKE; HE HEARD EVERY BREATH SHE TOOK.

HE RESPONDED TO EVERYTHING ELSE.

EXCEPT TO TAKE THE SHOT.

MAYBE HE HEARD SOMETHING ELSE THE RECORDER DIDN'T PICK UP.

WHAT? LIKE ANOTHER RADIO TRANSMISSION?

YOU KNOW, TOMCATS BROADCAST ON A U.H.F. FREQUENCY.

IF THE IRAQIS HAD AN ANALYZER

IN ONE OF THEIR AWACS AIRCRAFT

THEY COULD ACCESS OUR FREQUENCY--

NOT ONLY TO THE POINT OF LISTENING IN

BUT TO TRANSMIT AS WELL.

IF A PILOT HEARD AN ORDER NOT TO SHOOT

AT A CRITICAL MOMENT AND HE HESITATED

IT WOULD BE THE DIFFERENCE

BETWEEN SURVIVING A DOGFIGHT AND NOT.

YEAH, BUT EVEN SO, ANY RADIO TRANSMISSION

WOULD STILL HAVE BEEN RECORDED

UNLESS... WELL, UNLESS THEY'VE DEVELOPED A NEW TECHNOLOGY

THAT CAN BEAMA TRANSMISSION RIGHT INTO SOMEONE'S BRAIN.

I'M GOING TO BEAM SOMETHING INTO YOURBRAIN.

YOU'RE STARTING TO SOUND LIKE BUD.

LET'S SEND THIS TO WASHINGTON

HAVE THE AUDIO EXPERTS BACK IN SUITLAND ANALYZE IT.

MAYBE THEY CAN FIND SOMETHING WE CAN'T.

I'LL PUT A CALL INTO WEBB.

IF THEY HAVE DEVELOPED A NEW TECHNOLOGY

HE MAY HAVE THE INSIDE TRACK.

SIR.

DR. SANDERS?

YOU CAUGHT ME.

HAVEN'T YOU HEARD?

THE SURGEON GENERAL SAYS THOSE THINGS WILL KILL YOU.

WELL, I ONLY SMOKE ONE A WEEK FOR MEDICINAL PURPOSES.

HELPS GET THE TASTE OF JET FUEL OUT OF MY MOUTH.

UH-HUH. I'M HARM RABB, JAG CORPS.

I WONDER IF I MIGHT ASK YOU A FEW QUESTIONS.

SHOOT.

I'M INVESTIGATING THE IRAQI-COMMANDER RICE INCIDENT.

I, UH...

I WAS WONDERING IF THERE WAS ANYTHING ABNORMAL

IN THE COMMANDER'S MEDICAL BACKGROUND.

WHAT EXACTLY ARE YOU LOOKING FOR?

WELL, THE...

THE COMMANDER REPORTS HEARING A VOICE.

A VOICE?

HE HASN'T COME TO ME COMPLAINING ABOUT HEARING THINGS

IF THAT'S WHERE YOU'RE GOING WITH THIS.

WAS THE COMMANDER ON ANY KIND OF MEDICATION?

UNDERGOING TREATMENT?

DRUGS OF ANY KIND?

COMMANDER RICE IS IN GOOD HEALTH.

I GAVE HIM A COMPLETE PHYSICAL AFTER THE MISHAP.

WHAT ABOUT HIS MENTAL CONDITION?

HE WAS A LITTLE SHOOK UP.

WHO WOULDN'T BE?

YOU'VE BEEN IN THE COCKPIT, COMMANDER.

YOU KNOW BETTER THAN MOST THAT NAVY PILOTS

OPERATING OFF A CARRIER

ARE SUBJECTED TO MORE PHYSICAL AND MENTAL STRESS

THAN ANY OTHER AVIATOR IN THE WORLD.

THE STRESS OF NIGHT CARRIER LANDINGS IN BAD WEATHER...

IS ENOUGH TO KILL MOST PEOPLE.

MAKE THEM HEAR VOICES?

I'M NOT A PSYCHIATRIST.

BUT IT IS MY MEDICAL OPINION

THAT COMMANDER RICE IS NOT CRAZY.

WE ALL HEAR VOICES INSIDE OUR HEAD, COMMANDER.

IT'S CALLED OUR CONSCIENCE.

CAG: THAT'S AN INTERESTING THEORY, BUT THE IRAQIS

DON'T HAVE ANY AWACS.

RABB: ACTUALLY, CAG, I CHECKED WITH D.O.D...

I'LL QUALIFY THAT.

THE IRAQIS DON'T HAVE ANY AWACS FLYING THIS WEEK.

THEY'RE SUPPOSED TO HAVE A COUPLE OF OLD A-50 MAINSTAYS

ONE OF WHICH IS USED FOR PARTS

AND THE OTHER ONE FLIES ABOUT ONCE A MONTH

AND WHEN IT DOES, WE KNOW ALL ABOUT IT.

AND THERE WERE NO AWACS IN THE AIR

THE NIGHT OF THE INCIDENT?

JUST OURS.

COULD WE HAVE SENT THAT ORDER ACCIDENTALLY?

OUR AWACS MONITOR

A NUMBER OF DIFFERENT RADIO TRANSMISSIONS AT ONCE

AND THEY SEND INFORMATION TO NUMEROUS SHIPS

IN THE CARRIER BATTLE GROUP.

WHAT IF THEY SOMEHOW SENT THE WRONG TRANSMISSION

TO THE WRONG PLACE?

IT WOULDN'T BE THE FIRST FOUL-UP

ABOARD AN AWACS.

IT DOESN'T WORK THAT WAY.

I THINK THE COMMANDER KNOWS THAT AS WELL AS I DO.

CAG, ALL I REALLY KNOW RIGHT NOW

IS THAT COMMANDER RICE RECEIVED AN ORDER NOT TO SHOOT

AND I'LL BE DAMNED IF I CAN FIGURE OUT WHY.

WELL, THAT'S WHERE YOU'RE WRONG, RABB.

BECAUSE THE ONLY ONE WHO IS GOING TO BE DAMNED

BY YOUR INVESTIGATION IS COMMANDER RICE.

ALL WE'RE TRYING TO DO HERE

IS FIND OUT THE TRUTH ABOUT WHAT HAPPENED.

WHAT MAKES YOU THINK YOU HAVEN'T, MAJOR?

DO YOU THINK ME OR MY PILOTS ARE LYING TO YOU?

THAT THIS IS SOME SORT OF COVER-UP?

NO, SIR.

BUT IF EVERYONE IS TELLING THE TRUTH

WHY DID KARMA RESIGN?

ASK HIM.

[POP MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO]

HOW YOU DOING, SIR?

I'M OKAY, BEAR. THANKS.

SCUTTLEBUTT SAYS YOU'RE RESIGNING, SIR.

WELL, YOU KNOW WHAT THEY SAY

ABOUT SCUTTLEBUTT.

YEAH, IT'S USUALLY TRUE.

YOU GOT SOMETHING TO SAY, SLIDER?

NO. I LET MY ACTIONS SPEAK FOR ME, SIR.

AND WHAT'S THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?

LOOK, YOU'VE GOT SOMETHING SAY

SPIT IT OUT MAN-TO-MAN.

YOU FORGET ABOUT THE GOLD OAK LEAVES HERE.

YOU SEE, OBVIOUSLY, YOU FORGOT

I SAVED YOUR ASS UP THERE.

YOU ALMOST GOT US KILLED, ALONG WITH YOUR RIO.

YEAH, BUT I DIDN'T.

NO, YOU DIDN'T. NOT THIS TIME.

THIS TIME YOU GOT LUCKY.

YOU ARROGANT...

OH, COME ON.

HEY! HEY! HEY!

HEY! TAKE IT EASY.

SLIDER, WALK AWAY.

WHAT'S GOING ON?

I DON'T KNOW. ASK THE LIEUTENANT HERE.

HE'S GOT ALL THE ANSWERS.

WHICH ONE DO YOU WANT?

I'LL TAKE THE CUTE, SINGLE ONE.

KIDDING.

LIEUTENANT, THE MAJOR WILL ESCORT YOU

TO YOUR STATEROOM.

[SIGHS]

HOW'D YOU KNOW WHERE TO FIND ME?

GOGO SAYS YOU'VE BEEN COMING HERE A LOT

SINCE THE INCIDENT.

YEAH. I DIDN'T EVEN KNOW WHERE THE SHIP'S CHAPEL WAS

UNTIL TWO DAYS AGO.

YOU KNOW THAT THE MAJOR AND I ARE, UH...

WE'RE HERE TO HELP YOU IN ANY WAY THAT WE CAN.

WE ALL MAKE MISTAKES.

IF YOUR RESIGNATION HAS ANYTHING...

I DIDN'T MAKE A MISTAKE. THAT'S JUST IT.

THAT'S WHAT MAKES THIS SO DIFFICULT.

I'M NOT FOLLOWING YOU.

I DID THE RIGHT THING.

I DID WHAT I WAS TOLD.

LOOK, COMMANDER...

WE HAVE FOUND NO EVIDENCE

SUBSTANTIATING YOUR CLAIM

OF ANOTHER RADIO TRANSMISSION.

WELL, YOU WON'T.

IT WASN'T ON MY RADIO.

IT WAS IN MY HEAD.

AND HE TOLD ME NOT TO FIRE.

WHO TOLD YOU NOT TO FIRE?

I DON'T KNOW.

I THINK MAYBE...

IT WAS GOD.

CHEGWIDEN: WHO IN THE HELL TOOK MY DINNER?

ADMIRAL... UH...

THAT WAS ME, SIR.

YOU ATE MY RISOTTO?

NO, SIR.

WHERE IS IT?

I TOSSED IT, SIR.

Y-YOU TOSSED MY RISOTTO?

Y-YES, SIR.

IN THE GARBAGE.

SIR, THERE WERE THINGS GROWING IN THAT FRIDGE.

ENSIGN...

THERE WAS NOTHING GROWING IN MY RISOTTO.

I'M SORRY, SIR.

I... [WHIMPERS]

I COULDN'T HELP MYSELF.

I JUST HAD TO CLEAN OUT THAT REFRIGERATOR.

I... THINK I'M... NESTING.

THERE'S NO NESTING IN JAG OPS.

[SIMS CRYING]

THERE ALSO IS NO CRYING.

[SOBBING]

I'M SORRY, SIR.

[SNIFFLES]

STOP CRYING, ENSIGN.

THAT IS AN ORDER.

[SIGHS]

[SOBBING]

[SOFTLY] PLEASE...

I'M TRYING TO, SIR.

SIMS, MY OFFICE, NOW.

YES, SIR.

MACKENZIE: GOD TOLD HIM NOT TO FIRE?

THAT'S WHAT COMMANDER RICE SAID.

DID HE SAY WHY?

-THE COMMANDER? -GOD.

I DON'T KNOW, MAC.

HE'S NOT TALKING TO ME.

NO, HE'S GIVEN UP ON YOU.

[CHUCKLES]

WOULDN'T BE THE FIRST TIME

HEARING STRANGE VOICES WAS USED

AS A CRIMINAL DEFENSE.

TRUE, BUT... DIDN'T YOU ONCE TELL BUD

THAT YOU THOUGHT YOU HEARD YOUR FATHER'S VOICE

GUIDE YOU THROUGH A LANDING?

THIS ISN'T ABOUT ME, MAJOR.

ALL RIGHT.

SO YOU DON'T BELIEVE IN GUARDIAN ANGELS?

WELL, CERTAINLY NOT GUARDIAN ANGELS

WHO TELL FIGHTER PILOTS

NOT TO FIRE.

"THERE ARE MORE THINGS IN HEAVEN AND EARTH," HARM

"THAN ARE DREAMT OF IN YOUR PHILOSOPHY."

OH, THANK YOU, MAJOR HAMLET.

IT'S NOT LIKE WE COULD SUBPOENA GOD

TO GIVE US A STATEMENT ANYWAY, IS IT?

"DID YOU ORDER COMMANDER RICE NOT TO FIRE?"

HARM?

REMEMBER, GOD, YOU'RE UNDER OATH.

HARM!

THANK YOU.

[SIGHS]

I THINK IT'S TIME WESOUGHT THE ADVICE

OF A HIGHER POWER.

WHAT, THE ADMIRAL?

HIGHER.

I KNEW A MAN WHO MADE PORNOGRAPHIC FILMS

UNTIL ONE DAY, GOD TOLD HIM THAT IT WAS TIME TO STOP.

HE'S DOING MISSIONARY WORK IN NEW GUINEA NOW.

YOU KNEW THIS MAN

BEFORE OR AFTER GOD SPOKE TO HIM, PADRE?

RABB: SO, IN YOUR OPINION

THE... HAND OF GOD CAN JUST...

REACH OUT AND TOUCH SOMEBODY?

CHAPLAIN: MOST DEFINITELY.

YOU DON'T THINK THAT WHEN I WAS A KID

PLAYING WAR IN MY BACKYARD WITH MY BUDDIES

I STOOD UP AND SAID, "I WANT TO BE THE CHAPLAIN."

IT DOESN'T WORK THAT WAY.

MOST CLERGYMEN AND WOMEN

THAT I KNOW EXPERIENCE SOME SORT OF CALLING.

WELL, WE'RE NOT TALKING ABOUT A CALLING.

COMMANDER RICE IS CONVINCED

HE HEARD SOMETHING TELL HIM NOT TO SHOOT.

WHY IS THAT SO HARD TO BELIEVE, COMMANDER?

IT'S MY JOB...

AND I WOULD HATE TO BELIEVE

THAT COMMANDER RICE IS USING THE VOICE OF GOD

AS AN EXCUSE TO NOT PERFORM HIS DUTY.

COMMANDER RICE IS NOT LIKE THAT.

WITH ALL DUE RESPECT, HOW WOULD YOU KNOW?

TILL THE OTHER DAY, COMMANDER RICE

DIDN'T EVEN KNOW WHERE THE CHAPEL WAS.

THAT'S RIGHT...

BUT I'VE BEEN PLAYING CARDS WITH THIS MAN

SINCE THE BEGINNING OF THE CRUISE

AND IT'S BEEN MY EXPERIENCE THAT YOU CAN LEARN

AS MUCH ABOUT A MAN IN A POKER GAME

AS YOU CAN IN A CONFESSIONAL.

SO, IF COMMANDER RICE SAID

THAT HE HEARD A VOICE TELLING HIM

NOT TO SHOOT DOWN THAT ENEMY, I BELIEVE HIM.

NOW, WHETHER THAT WAS THE VOICE OF GOD...

THAT'S BETWEEN COMMANDER RICE AND THE MAN UPSTAIRS.

UNLESS THE MAN UPSTAIRS IS A WOMAN, PADRE.

AMEN TO THAT, MAJOR.

[SIGHS]

I ALWAYS WANTED MYNAME ON A PLANE.

ME, TOO.

I THINK YOU SHOULD RECONSIDER YOUR RESIGNATION, COMMANDER.

I HAVE...

A THOUSAND TIMES.

BELIEVE ME, IT'S THE HARDEST DECISION

I'VE EVER MADE IN MY ENTIRE LIFE.

IT WAS NOT A RASH DECISION.

OH, I DIDN'T MEAN TO IMPLY THAT IT WAS.

WHY'D YOU STOP FLYING, RABB?

NIGHT BLINDNESS.

YOU EVER WONDER WHY THAT HAPPENED?

I DON'T THINK IT HAPPENED FOR A REASON.

I THINK IT JUST HAPPENED.

WELL, WHAT IF IT HAPPENED FOR A REASON

THAT WAS BEYOND YOUR UNDERSTANDING?

I MEAN, YOU'VE HELPED A LOT OF PEOPLE

AS A LAWYER, RIGHT?

I'D LIKE TO THINK SO, YEAH.

WELL, THEN, PERHAPS THAT'S

WHAT YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO DO.

I MEAN, MAYBE YOU GOT NIGHT BLINDNESS

AND BECAME A LAWYER SO YOU COULD...

WELL, TO HELP PEOPLE LIKE ME.

I MEAN, WHAT IF THERE'S A GRAND SCHEME

THAT WE'RE ONLY OCCASIONALLY

PRIVY TO NOW AND THEN

AND THIS IS GOD'S WAY OF TELLING US

HE'S GOT OTHER PLANS FOR OUR LIVES?

THAT SCARES YOU?

OH, HELL, YEAH.

YEAH.

I LIVE IN A WORLD GOVERNED BY THE LAWS OF PHYSICS.

OKAY, G-FORCE

CENTRIPETAL ACCELERATION

BERNOULLI'S PRINCIPLE--

THESE ARE MY TEN COMMANDMENTS.

THERE'S NO ROOM FOR GOD OR ANGELS

OR ANYTHING LIKE THAT.

I THINK THERE'S A LOT OF PEOPLE OUT HERE

WHO WOULD DISAGREE WITH YOU.

WHY ISN'T THIS HAPPENING TO THEM?

I DON'T TALK TO GOD.

WHY IS GOD TALKING TO ME?

I DON'T WANT TO STOP FLYING--

IT'S WHAT I LIVE FOR--

BUT I DON'T EVER WANT TO HEAR THAT VOICE AGAIN.

MAN: HOW CAN I HELP YOU, COMMANDER?

I'D LIKE TO GET KARMA BACK IN THE AIR, SIR.

WHY ON EARTH WOULD YOU WANT TO DO THAT?

HE'S ALREADY TENDERED HIS RESIGNATION.

WELL, SIR, I BELIEVE HIS RESIGNATION

WAS TENDERED PREMATURELY.

SINCE WHEN DO YOU SPEAK FOR COMMANDER RICE?

I DON'T, SIR...

KARMA IS DAMN GOOD-- HE'S ONE OF THE BEST--

AND I HATE LOSING PILOTS

WHATEVER THE REASON

BUT WHEN A DRIVER DECIDES TO QUIT

THERE'S NOTHING YOU OR I CAN DO ABOUT IT, COMMANDER.

THE LAST THING I WANT IS SOMEBODY UP THERE

WHO'S NOT TOTALLY COMMITTED TO WHAT HE'S DOING.

I HAD A PILOT ONCE WHO SWORE

ANN-MARGRET USED TO DANCE ON HIS WINGS.

WHAT DID YOU DO, SIR?

NOTHING.

I DON'T CARE IF HE SEES A CHORUS LINE OF ROCKETTES

AS LONG AS HE GETS THE JOB DONE.

CAG...

I THINK THE COMMANDER IS SCARED, SIR.

HELL, COMMANDER, WE ALL GET SCARED.

FEAR HELPS A PILOT FOCUS ON THE IMPORTANT THINGS--

THE THINGS THAT CAN KILL YOU.

YES, SIR, THAT'S TRUE, BUT AT THE MOMENT

MY FINDINGS ARE INCONCLUSIVE.

I'D LIKE HIM TO FLY A SIMILAR MISSION.

THIS WOULDN'T BE A PLOY

TO GET YOURSELF UP IN ONE OF MY PLANES

WOULD IT, COMMANDER?

NO, SIR.

HOWEVER, IT WOULD BE ADVANTAGEOUS

FOR ME TO BE IN THE AIR AT THE SAME TIME, CAG.

UH-HUH.

OKAY, RABB, YOU GOT ONE HOUR IN THE AIR...

BUT I WANT SLIDER IN YOUR BACKSEAT.

THE LAST THING I WANT RIGHT NOW

IS TO LOSE ANOTHER PLANE.

YOU WON'T REGRET THIS, SIR.

THANK YOU.

YOU'D BETTER HOPE NOT.

I'M SORRY.

AM I INTERRUPTING?

UH, NO. NOT AT ALL, COMMANDER.

I WAS... JUST GOING TO THE WARDROOM.

YOU KNOW WHERE TO FIND ME?

THANK YOU.

OKAY.

I SPOKE TO THE CAG.

HE, UH, HE'S AGREED TO LET US REFLY YOUR LAST MISSION.

WHY WOULD I WANT TO DO THAT?

YOU TOLD ME YOU LIVED TO FLY, COMMANDER.

I'M GIVING YOU THE OPPORTUNITY TO GET THAT BACK.

MAYBE I DON'T WANT IT BACK.

AND I DON'T BELIEVE THAT FOR A MINUTE.

I'M A PILOT, REMEMBER, COMMANDER?

I KNOW WHAT IT MEANS TO FLY.

I HAVE YET TO MEET A DRIVER

WHO WOULD TRADE THAT FEELING FOR ANYTHING ON THIS EARTH.

WHAT ABOUT THINGS NOT OF THIS EARTH?

THERE'S A LOGICAL EXPLANATION

FOR WHAT HAPPENED UP THERE.

AND IF THERE ISN'T?

HOW'D YOU GET YOUR CALL SIGN, "KARMA," ANYWAY?

I SURVIVED A COUPLE OF REAL CLOSE CALLS

AS A YOUNG PILOT, AND THEY USED TO SAY

THE ONLY THING THAT SAVED ME WAS GOOD KARMA.

MAYBE THEY WERE RIGHT.

LOOK AT IT THIS WAY--

FLYING A TOMCAT IS PROBABLY ONE

OF THE MOST DANGEROUS JOBS ON THIS EARTH.

WHO NEEDS A HIGHER POWER MORE

THAN THE MEN WHO DRIVE THEM?

HELL, IT MAY BE THE REASON

YOU'RE HERE TALKING TO ME RIGHT NOW.

AND IF THAT VOICE YOU HEARD WAS GOD

HE TOLD YOU NOT TO FIRE.

HE DIDN'T TELL YOU NOT TO FLY.

NOW, YOU MUST BE SOMETHING ELSE IN A COURTROOM.

[CHUCKLES]

I HOLD MY OWN.

[BOTH CHUCKLING]

MACKENZIE: HARM!

MAKE SURE YOU'RE HOME

BEFORE THE STREETLIGHTS COME ON.

OH, I'LL DO MY BEST, MOM.

ARE YOU READY, RABB?

ALWAYS, RICE.

YOU?

LET'S DO IT.

AJAX, THIS IS WAVERUNNER 2-0-4.

PLEASE SAY AGAIN.

AJAX, I DID NOT HEAR THAT LAST TRANSMISSION.

PLEASE, REPEAT.

RABB: KARMA, WHO ARE YOU TALKING TO?

I DON'T KNOW. I'M GETTING A GARBLED SIGNAL FROM THE AWACS.

BEAR: KARMA, I DON'T HEAR ANYTHING.

RABB: WAVERUNNER 2-0-4, THIS IS 2-0-9.

YOU'RE DRIFTING OFF COURSE.

ACCORDING TO OUR FLIGHT PLAN

WE SHOULD BE COMING TO A HEADING OF 1-5-8.

KARMA: FORGET THE FLIGHT PLAN, RABB.

WE GOT CONTACTS.

SLIDER: WHAT'S HE TALKING ABOUT?

RABB: WAVERUNNER 2-0-4, THIS IS WAVERUNNER 2-0-9.

WE HAVE NOTHING ON OUR RADAR. BREAK.

KARMA: THEY'RE USING A CLOAKING DEVICE.

RABB: SAY AGAIN?

I GOT THREE COMING IN FAST, 12:00 HIGH.

THEY'RE KLINGONS.

KLINGONS?

WE'VE BEEN PICKING UP SOME STRANGE RADIO TRANSMISSIONS

AND THEY'RE WAY OFF COURSE, SIR.

THEY'RE ON BUTTON TWO.

THIS IS PANTHER STRIKE CALLING WAVERUNNER 2-0-4.

YOU BOYS LOST

UP THERE?

BETTER STRIP YOUR MASK.

[GASPING]

WAVERUNNER 2-0-4

ACKNOWLEDGE.

RABB: PANTHER STRIKE, THIS IS

WAVERUNNER 2-0-9.

2-0-4 IS IN TROUBLE.

CAN YOU GET A VISUAL?

AFFIRMATIVE.

WE'VE HEADING IN FOR A CLOSER LOOK.

KARMA, BEAR, CAN YOU HEAR ME?

CAN YOU HEAR ME?

CAN YOU HEAR ME?

SLIDER: KARMA? BEAR? ACKNOWLEDGE.

THEY CAN'T HEAR YOU.

THEIR MASKS ARE OFF.

LOOKS LIKE THEY'RE UNCONSCIOUS.

SLIDER: WHY WOULD THEY BOTH TAKE THEIR MASKS OFF?

RABB: MUST HAVE HAD A BAD BATCH OF OXYGEN.

CONTAMINATED O2 EXPLAINS THE VOICE KARMA THOUGHT HE HEARD

TELLING HIM NOT TO SHOOT.

MUST HAVE BEEN CAUSED BY OXYGEN DEPRIVATION.

ONE OF THE SYMPTOMS OF ANOXIA IS HALLUCINATIONS.

SLIDER: DOES THIS MEAN OUR O2 IS BAD AS WELL?

RABB: I DON'T THINK SO

BUT IF YOU SEE ANN-MARGRET DANCING ON THE WING

START SCREAMING.

SLIDER: WHAT?

RABB: PANTHER STRIKE, THIS IS WAVERUNNER 2-0-9.

KARMA AND BEAR HAVE TAKEN THEIR MASKS OFF.

SUSPECT BAD OXYGEN.

I REPEAT, O2 SYSTEM HAS MALFUNCTIONED.

THIS IS THE CAG.

SUSPEND ALL FLIGHT OPERATIONS

UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE.

WE MIGHT HAVE

A CONTAMINATED OXYGEN PLANT.

GET DOC SANDERS UP HERE ASAP.

WARD: I WANT SOMEBODY DOWN THERE

INSPECTING THAT EQUIPMENT YESTERDAY.

SIR, WHAT IF HARM'S OXYGEN WAS CONTAMINATED?

DON'T WORRY, MAJOR.

IF THE COMMANDER'S OXYGEN IS BAD

HE CAN FLY BELOW 10,000 FEET.

WELL, WHAT ABOUT KARMA AND BEAR, SIR?

COME ON, KARMA, WAKE UP.

BEAR! LISTEN TO ME, BEAR!

HOW ARE YOU FEELING, RABB?

I'M FINE, SIR.

SLIDER?

YEAH, I'M GOOD, CAG, BUT KARMA AND BEAR

STILL AREN'T RESPONDING. KEEP TRYING.

SKIPPER: BETTER TAKE A LOOK AT THIS, CAG.

WHAT'S WRONG, SIR?

THEIR CURRENT COURSE WILL PUT THEM

IN IRAQI AIRSPACE IN ABOUT 20 MINUTES.

HOW LONG CAN THEY

FLY THIS COURSE BEFORE THEY RUN INTO RESISTANCE?

IF WE SPOOKED THEM THE OTHER DAY

THEY MAY LEAVE US ALONE, BUT IF WE TICKED THEM OFF

THEY MAY BE LOOKING FOR ANOTHER DOGFIGHT.

WE HAVE NOTHING ON RADAR.

JUST LIKE THE OTHER DAY.

RABB: CAG, WE GOT TROUBLE.

BEAR'S STARTING TO GO INTO CONVULSIONS.

SANDERS: HE'S EXPERIENCING THE SECONDARY STAGES

OF SEVERE ANOXIA.

THEIR BRAINS ARE BEING STARVED FOR OXYGEN.

EVERYONE REACTS DIFFERENTLY

BUT USUALLY THE HALLUCINATIONS COME FIRST

THEN LACK OF CONSCIOUSNESS

CONVULSIONS AND EVENTUALLY DEATH.

WHAT'S YOUR FUEL STATE, RABB?

1,100 POUNDS, SIR.

IN 20 MINUTES, KARMA'S PLANE RUNS OUT OF FUEL

AND STARTS A DESCENT.

ONCE HE DROPS BELOW 10,000 FEET

THEY SHOULD REGAIN CONSCIOUSNESS

WHICH MAY GIVE THEM ENOUGH TIME TO PUNCH OUT.

IF THE IRAQIS DON'T SHOOT THEM DOWN FIRST.

RABB CAN'T RUN INTERFERENCE.

ISN'T THERE A WAY TO DISENGAGE THE AUTOPILOT?

THERE'S A THOUGHT, MAJOR.

WHY DON'T WE JUST EJECT THEM?

BUT UNTIL THEY START MAKING

F-14S WITH REMOTE CONTROLS, WE'RE S.O.L.

MAJOR, PERHAPS IT WOULD BE

MORE USEFUL IF YOU FOLLOWED UP

ON THE CONTAMINATED OXYGEN.

AYE, SIR.

DAMN JAGS.

SHE'S ONLY TRYING TO BE HELPFUL, CAG.

I KNOW. THAT'S JUST IT.

SHE MAY BE ONTO SOMETHING.

MACKENZIE: HOW COULD THE OXYGEN SUPPLY

BECOME CONTAMINATED?

THE CARRIER'S O2 PLANT

COMPRESSES AMBIENT AIR INTO LIQUID OXYGEN.

IT'S TESTED DAILY, BECAUSE

IF AN O-RING IN THE COMPRESSOR RUPTURES

THE OXYGEN WILL BECOME CONTAMINATED WITH OIL.

HERE'S YOUR CULPRIT, MAJOR.

A $40 MILLION AIRCRAFT COMPROMISED

BY A 50-CENT O-RING.

MAJOR MACKENZIE?

SIR, WE FOUND THE PROBLEM.

IT'S A FAULTY O-RING IN THE COMPRESSOR.

HAVE IT REPLACED, MOSES.

NOW, ABOUT YOUR IDEA

TO DISENGAGE THE AUTOPILOT...

I WAS OUT OF LINE. I APOLOGIZE.

THAT'S BESIDE THE POINT.

MEET ME IN THE READY ROOM.

HAVE COMMUNICATION PUT A CALL THROUGH TO GRUMMAN/NORTHROP.

I NEED YOU TO GET AN ENGINEER ON THE HORN

WHO KNOWS THIS PLANE INSIDE OUT.

ME, SIR?

IT WAS YOUR IDEA, MAJOR.

NOW FIND A WAY

TO MAKE IT WORK.

AYE, AYE, SIR.

MACKENZIE: SIR, I'VE GOT EDMUND CARTER ON THE LINE.

HE'S A PROGRAMMER FOR THE F-14 FLIGHT SYSTEM.

PUT HIM ON THE SPEAKER.

MR. CARTER, YOU'RE ON WITH CAPTAIN WARD.

CAPTAIN? THIS IS THE DEAL, CARTER .

I'VE GOT A TOMCAT STUCK IN AUTOMATIC PILOT

WITH AN UNCONSCIOUS PILOT AND RIO HEADED

INTO HOSTILE TERRITORY.

HOW DO WE DISENGAGE?

CARTER: THE AUTOPILOT USES THE COMPUTER NAVIGATION SYSTEM

TO MAKE HUNDREDS OF COURSE CORRECTIONS A SECOND

BASED UPON THE INFORMATION IT RECEIVES FROM SENSORS LOCATED

THROUGHOUT THE PLANE.

SO IF THOSE SENSORS DETECT A SIGNIFICANT CHANGE

THE AUTOPILOT WILL DISENGAGE.

WHAT KIND OF CHANGES ARE WE TALKING ABOUT?

WELL, AIRSPEED, FOR ONE.

WELL, WE CAN'T SLOW THEM DOWN.

THERE ARE WING-LEVEL SENSORS WHICH WILL DISENGAGE

IF THEY SENSE A CHANGE IN AN ANGLE OVER 45 DEGREES.

SO IF WE CAN GET THE PLANE'S WINGS

UP OVER A 45-DEGREE ANGLE, THE AUTOPILOT WILL DISENGAGE.

THANK YOU, MR. CARTER.

THEN THE PLANE

WILL GO INTO A GRAVEYARD SPIRAL.

THAT DOESN'T SOUND GOOD.

IT'S ALL WE GOT.

IF WE CAN GET THEM DOWN BELOW 10,000 FEET

THEY SHOULD REGAIN CONSCIOUSNESS

AND HAVE ENOUGH TIME TO PULL UP OR PUNCH OUT.

HOW CAN YOU GET THE WINGS PAST 45 DEGREES?

BERNOULLI'S PRINCIPLE.

COMMANDER RABB CAN LIFT KARMA'S WING UP

WITH HIS OWN WING.

THEY DON'T EVEN HAVE TO TOUCH.

THE CHANGE IN AIR PRESSURE CAUSED BY RABB'S WING

WILL LIFT KARMA'S WING UP.

ONCE THE COMPUTER SENSES THEY'RE OVER 45 DEGREES

THE AUTOPILOT WILL DISENGAGE.

WHAT IF THE WINGS DO TOUCH?

THEN EVERYBODY HAS A BAD DAY.

WE ONLY HAVE ONE PROBLEM.

WHAT'S THAT?

RABB.

THE COMMANDER'S A GOOD PILOT.

THAT'S THE PROBLEM, MAJOR.

YOU'VE GOT TO BE A HELL OF A LOT BETTER THAN GOOD

TO PULL THIS THING OFF.

RABB: YOU WANT ME TO WHAT?

WARD: IN ORDER TO DISENGAGE THE AUTOPILOT

YOU NEED TO TIP THEIR WING UP PAST 45 DEGREES.

WHOSE BRILLIANT IDEA IS THIS?

ACTUALLY, IT BEGAN WITH A SUGGESTION

FROM MAJOR MACKENZIE.

I MIGHT HAVE KNOWN.

THE ENGINEERS HAVE CONFIRMED IT.

IT WORKS ON PAPER.

UNFORTUNATELY I'M NOT FLYING A PAPER AIRPLANE, CAG.

THE AUTOPILOT WILL BE FIGHTING ME

ALL THE WAY.

WE HAVE NO ALTERNATIVE.

IF IT DOESN'T WORK, YOU HAVE TO TURN AROUND AND COME HOME.

ALL RIGHT, I'LL GIVE IT A TRY.

SLIDER: YOU'RE DOING GOOD, RABB.

EASY DOES IT.

HOW'S MY AIRSPEED?

SLIDER: WE'RE MATCHING THEM AT 453 KNOTS.

ALL RIGHT, I'M IN POSITION.

WARD: WELL, WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?

LIFT HIS WING AND LET'S

GET THIS OVER WITH.

AYE, AYE, SIR.

HERE GOES NOTHING.

RABB: EASY, GIRL.

EASY.

WHAT'S GOING ON, COMMANDER?

RABB?

WITH ALL DUE RESPECT, SIR, I'M A LITTLE BUSY

RIGHT NOW.

I'LL LET YOU KNOW WHEN IT'S OVER.

FLYING LAWYERS.

SLIDER: WE'RE APPROACHING 45 DEGREES.

JUST A LITTLE FURTHER.

WE'RE PAST 45 DEGREES.

COME ON.

IT WORKED.

KARMA'S GONE INTO A DIVE.

RABB: I'M GOING AFTER HIM.

COME ON, KARMA, WAKE UP!

WE'RE PASSING THROUGH ANGELS 20.

BEAR! WAKE UP, BEAR!

KARMA!

ANGELS 15.

WE'VE GOT ABOUT EIGHT SECONDS.

ANGELS TEN. WE GOT TO PULL OUT.

KARMA!

RABB: PULL UP! PULL UP!

SLIDER: HE'S CLIMBING!

HE'S CLIMBING!

SLIDER: KARMA? KARMA?

YEAH?

YOU OKAY, KARMA?

I THINK MY HEAD'S GOING TO EXPLODE.

WHAT HAPPENED?

YOU HAD A BAD BATCH OF OXYGEN.

YOU BLACKED OUT.

WE MANAGED TO DISENGAGE THE AUTOPILOT.

HOW'D YOU DO THAT?

IT'S A LONG STORY.

LET'S GO HOME.

[SIGHS]

WARD: COMMANDER RABB, THAT WAS SOME

PRETTY DAMN IMPRESSIVE FLYING FOR A LAWYER.

THANKS, CAG.

WHERE'S BEAR?

HE'S GONE TO SICKBAY.

I'M HEADED OVER THERE.

YOU WERE RIGHT.

IT WAS BAD OXYGEN FROM A RUPTURED O-RING.

FORTUNATELY, COMMANDER RABB AND SLIDER'S OXYGEN

WAS FILLED BEFORE IT HAPPENED.

WHAT ABOUT THE FIRST TIME?

WHY WAS I THE ONLY ONE AFFECTED IF GOGO AND I

WERE BREATHING OFF THE SAME BOTTLE?

THE OXYGEN YOU WERE BREATHING

THE NIGHT OF THE INCIDENT WAS CLEAN.

THEN I WASN'T HALLUCINATING WHEN I HEARD THE VOICE?

NOT FROM ANOXIA.

BUT IF IT WAS GOD, I STILL DON'T UNDERSTAND

WHY HE TOLD ME NOT TO FIRE.

I GUESS IT JUST WASN'T YOUR ENEMY'S DAY TO DIE.

JUST LIKE TODAY WASN'T YOURS.

THANK YOU.

[CLOSING THEME MUSIC PLAYING]