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Merry Christmas. MAN: You, too.

Thanks.

Oh. Excuse me.

Got him.

Lieutenant, you were right.
He was in the toy store...

STONE:
...and he bought
a stuffed animal.

HINES: He's on his way
to see a new girlfriend.

How can you
be so sure?

I don't have
to see her.
I know Weaver.

She's about 5'7", 5'8",

blonde,
not the platinum kind.

She's about 125 pounds.

Probably
a college graduate.

Definitely well-read.

Weaver likes to talk,
and he wants someone
who can talk back.

You see that
teddy bear he's carrying

HINES: Murder comes next.
He's in the wooing phase.

I spent the last two years
of my life one step behind
this son-of-a-bitch.

He's a piece of shit.
Don't you two
ever forget it.

Look, Lieutenant,
this isn't L.A.
so just stay cool.

Hold it.
Hold up, guys.

Coming!

Merry Christmas, Laura.

Oh, Ryan, he's so cute. Yeah, I thought so, too.

I'm sorry about not
getting it wrapped.

I... I was just in
such a rush to
get it to you.

No, you didn't
have to wrap it.

I love it.

And I love you.

Come here.

Sit down.

You're the best thing
that's happened to me
in a long time.

You know that?

Give me a kiss.

Down! Get down!
Police!

On the floor with
your hands behind
your back!

Give 'em to me.

HARRIS:
Give 'em to me.

Roll him over.
Over!

RYAN:
What's going on?

OFFICER 1:
Take it easy. Easy.

Hello, Weaver.

HARRIS:
What are you doing?

Now, what the hell's
the matter with you?

5'7'' and blonde, huh?

OFFICER 1: That guy's
out of his mind.

OFFICER 2: Come on,
get him on his feet.
Come on.

Merry Christmas.

Oh. Hi, Ray.

I was, uh,
expecting Stephen.

Mr. Helfet,
told me to
give you this.

Where is he?

Ah, he didn't stay.

Thank you, Ray.

HINES: I did not
get out of control.
They're exaggerating.

I did not beat him.

I restrained him.MAN: We don't
need another problem with you,

I've got enough
to deal with here. No...

...there will not be
an incident on the plane.

Well, that's because
you're not going.

You're not going, Hines. Alright. Alright, alright.

I'm coming back.

HINES: What are you,
my chaperon?

HARRIS: After what
happened today?
Yeah, Lieutenant, I am.

Lieutenant?

Is that thanks to me?

I'm going back
to L.A.

I'll be waiting
for you on the tarmac.

They won't let you
fly back with me,
will they?

I don't want to
wait around.

You're always lying.

You know, I think
a little honesty
would be good

for our relationship
right now. Don't you?

You should
tell me something.

How'd you plant
that evidence
in my car?

If it were true,
what difference
would it make?

Knowing what you did?
I mean, you're a cop.

How...how do you
look at yourself
in the mirror?

I like what I see.

I'm proud I got you
off the street.

Is it fame?

Is that why
you screwed me?

Did you wanna solve
one big case
before you retired?

You got your promotion.
You gonna write
a book now?

You didn't even make
the evening news.

See? You watched.

I mean, this must
really burn your ass.

You go through all of this,
you track me down
for two years

and you still get
no respect.

L.A.'s a tough place
for a killer.

You have a lot of
competition out there.

You should've
killed a celebrity.

I never killed anybody.

And you know it.

CARL: Yeah, right.

Wow, look at this.

Boy, somebody
really got into
the Christmas spirit.

It's so pretty.

Two crews made a bet
over who could do
the best decorations.

And this was the loser. MAGGIE: You're kidding.

BETTY: I'm so junior,
I get all
the holiday flights.

Now, come on.
Only five passengers,

and we get to spend
Christmas in L.A.

Now, wait a minute.
We may have
our hands full.

Yep, it's now
11 passengers.

Ooh, six more.
It's still
a piece of cake.

No. Six men.
FAA 2-14.

CAPTAIN POWELL:
Estimated flight time
to L.A. is

five hours,
49 minutes.

Could get a little
bumpy along the way.

So, who are
these prisoners
we're transporting?

I don't know.
One of them is
a bank robber.

The other one
is the uh,

"Lonely Heart Strangler."

Leave it to,
Uncle Sam to cast
a cloud on Christmas.

Hi.

No.

When did that happen?

I don't know.

Did you flatten my coat?

I didn't flatten your...
No, no, no, no.

Sit there. I wanna
sit on the aisle.

I like to sit
on the aisle.

I should sit
on the aisle.

Please, don't argue.

Teri, I... I don't want to
hear you say

you were right
all along.

You said
I was rushing
in London.

No, you know,
look.

At least you didn't do
what I did and marry
the wrong guy

after a five-minute
romance.

You did that? I did it twice.

I mean, I am just now
getting over the need

to make men happy.

It's pathetic.

You've got so much time.
You've got your whole
career ahead of you.

You know? Really.

Just wait for
the right guy
to come along.

Whoa, whoa.
FAA regulations.

Please step off
the vehicle.
I'll stow it for you.

You live in L.A.?My dad does.

Seats and lavatories clear.
Coming on board, now.

Merry Christmas.

Okay, you're
four rows down
on the left.

I need a 28.8 jack
immediately after takeoff.

Is that a problem?

Hey, Captain.

You're late.
I specifically
requested you be here

before the other
passengers were
on board.

It was my understanding
the flight was almost empty.

I'm sorry.

I think you'll
find everything
in order there.

Okay.

Four weapons.
That's it?
Nothing else?

I carry
a .38 backup.

It's not
on the manifest.

Most pilots don't have
a problem with it.

I do.

If it's not on the manifest,
it has to ride up front
with me.

I'm afraid you'll
have to hand it over.

What are you
looking at?

Shut up.

I want the restraints
kept on for
the entire flight.

We weren't planning
on taking them off.

Okay, let's go.

Come on.

Don't fucking
push me, man. Come on.

Stubbs, any more
verbal abuse,
and I will gag you.

Hi.

Excuse me, Miss.
What's the movie?

It's a Wonderful Life.

Really? What's
the name of that song

that Jimmy Stewart
was singing... Come on.

...with Donna Reed?
They were walking down... Let's go.

...Main Street.

Boo!

ARQUETTE: Cool it.

MAN: Yeah,
that place was great.
I loved it there...

...medium long shot.
I mean, you never push...

GREEN: Right here. Uh-huh.

Middle seat.
Middle seat. Can I take this one?

Don't worry
about the coat.
Just sit down.

Hey, you know,
you really
shouldn't do that.

Shouldn't do what? Make eye contact
with these guys.

You never know
what they could
be up to.

What did they do?

You know the guy
with the dark hair?
The one who likes you?

He's a convicted
serial killer.

BETTY: Mmm

He raped and killed
five girls,

one of the maintenance
men told me.

Plus, he said that
some cops, 'cause
his cousin's one,

said that Weaver
couldn't have done it.
Hmm.

A perfect argument
for capital punishment,
huh?

He doesn't look like
a serial killer.

Did you ever see
Ted Bundy?
What he looked like?

He was a real charmer.
Mark Harmon played him
in the TV movie.

CONTROL CENTER: Pennsylvania,
Ohio, and the Eastern portion
of New York state.

What's that?

If it's not
on the manifest,
it's not on the airplane.

I swear, those guys
have seen too many
Dirty Harrymovies.

Checklist.

KARY: Doors? POWELL: Closed.

Cabin preparation? Complete.

Call for pushback.

This one always sticks.

MAN:
Season's Greetings
from the cockpit.

We will fortunately be
leaving New York before
this latest blizzard hits.

We still face
a rough ride
due to weather.

Flight time is
five hours
and 49 minutes.

It's about 20 minutes
longer than usual.

The latest Los Angeles
weather is overcast skies
with rain showers.

Welcome aboard.

ATTENDANT:
Hello and welcome aboard.

Whenever we fly,
wherever we fly,
we at Transcontinental

take time to ensure
your safety, we've posted
the no smoking sign...

Federal law prohibits...

...and lavatories.

And now, please fasten
your seat belts.

Put the metal
into the buckle

and pull on
the loose end of
the strap to tighten...

The 747 200
is equipped...

The cabin crew
will now clean off...

KENNEDY GROUND CONTROL:
Trans Con 47 heavy,

you're cleared to
take off on 31, left

via the Outer, Hotel
and Zulu.

Your sequence is
gonna be behind the TWA
10-11 on the Hotel.

KARY: Roger,
cleared to 31 left,
Outer, Hotel and Zulu,

to follow TWA 10-11.
Trans Con 47 heavy.

Flight attendants,
please be seated
for takeoff.

GROUND CONTROL: Trans Con
47 heavy, condition on hold,
runway 31 left.

I hate these
icy takeoffs.

KARY: Armed.
Checklist is complete.

GROUND CONTROL:
You're cleared for takeoff,
Trans Con 47 heavy.

KARY: Trans Con
47 rolling.

POWELL:
Powers good, we have
four stable engines.

GROUND CONTROL:
Trans Con 47,
contact departure.

Have a good day.

KARY: Roger,
Trans Con 47.

Thank you.

I'll flip you
for lower business. That's your section.

Yeah, normally,
but today's not
a normal day.

Those prisoners
give me the creeps.

I would've thought
you'd take them as
a sympathetic gesture.

Yeah, well.

I'm not as patient
as you are.

Heads or tails?

Heads.

It'll take your mind
off Stephen.

Thanks a lot.

What would you
like to drink?

Heineken.

Merry Christmas.

Can I get you
something to drink?

Yeah.
Orange juice, please.

What would you like?

What do you like?Weaver.

I'll have
the complimentary
champagne.

Like hell you will. Okay, I'll have
a Bloody Mary.

Weaver.Hold the vodka,
the celery and the Tabasco.

If you wanted a tomato
juice, why didn't you
just say so?

What's your name? Hey!

Teri.

I'll have whatever
you like, Teri. Okay?

Apple juice.That would be great.
Thank you.

Make that two. Thank you.

Coke, please.

Okay, and what
would you like?

I'd like to
nail you, baby.

That's two strikes,
Stubbs. One more,
and I will gag you.

You got a short
fuse, Marshal.

It's gonna be
a long flight.

Sorry about that, Miss.
He won't be bothering
you again.

Sir?

Just bring me a Coke.

Buffalo Gals! Huh?

That's the song from
It's a Wonderful Life.

* Buffalo gals, won't you
come out tonight?

* Come out tonight
Come out tonight *

That was... That was...
That was driving me crazy.

I dated
a criminal once.Only once?

He owned
a used car lot.

They busted him
for turning back
the odometers.

How could you trust
someone like that?

I figured I did
the same thing

when I told him
I was 21.

GROUND CONTROL:
Trans Con 47,
heavy radar contact

out at 7,000
cleared to 16,000 feet.

KARY: Roger,
out at 7,000 to 16,000.

She is really cute.

Yeah, just your type.

I know
it's meaningless
to mention,

but a detective
planted the evidence
that convicted me.

You're innocent?Yes, I am.

Duly noted.

Are you married?

Yeah, but I don't
wear a ring because
I don't like jewelry.

You don't have to
defend yourself to me.

Was that a tough sell
to your wife?

The "I don't like
wearing jewelry" bit?

Weaver, I know
you'd like to
entertain yourself

by engaging me
in a challenging
conversation,

but I like to read
on a plane.

Okay.
Duly noted.

Hey, Aldo.

I watched Inside Edition
last night. How come you
wasn't on it?

Because I was doing
Oprah instead.

Ooh, Oprah!

Didn't you get
the message

Hard Copycalled.

They did?

Hines, here.

Coffee.

KARY: Ah great,
you read my mind.

And served with
such style and grace.

Well, that's easy
after a zillion miles.

Cream and sugar.

Skim milk
and saccharine.

Oh, God.
Why do I do this
to myself?

An old man
trying to stay fit
in a young world.

Hey, you're supposed
to stick up for me.

I'm just looking
at the clouds.
We heading into rain?

Yeah, three heavies
in front of us.

Reported serious
turbulence.

We're changing
altitude and course,
try to vector around it.

May put us 10 minutes
behind schedule or so.

Better let
the crew know.

That is an easy order
on this flight.

POWELL:
Good evening, folks.
This is Captain Powell.

We've had reports
of rough air west
of our position.

We're gonna leave
the seat belt sign off

for the time being
as we try to steer clear
of the weather.

However, I recommend
that while you're in
your seats,

keep your seatbelts
fastened at all times.

Yes? I'll have
the steak, please.

Okay.

Me, too.

Ten to one, one of them
has a heart attack
before we land.

And what will you have

The turkey. Turkey?

Okay. If that's what
you like, then that's
what I'll have.

You got it.

But I'm a vegetarian.

Turkey.

Okay. RIORDAN:
I'll have the same.

And what would
you like, sir?

I've got to hit
the head.

You went
before we took off.

I gotta go again.

Let him go
in his pants.

Come on, he's
a human being.
He's not an animal.

Turn around.
Mind your
own business.

It's your call, Marty,
but I say no.

Give the man
his dignity.
That's not right.

Oh, damn!

You gonna
behave yourself?

Well, what am I
gonna do with
chains on?

Marty, don't be soft.

Don't tell me
what to do, okay?

You both go with him
and stay with him.

Shit. Come on, man.

Move it.
Here, Billy Bob.

STUBBS: Alright.

Good decision.Shut up.

Oh.

You know, I could
go too, Marty.

Okay, let's get
this over with.

We'll all go
before we eat.
Come on.

Thank you, but I'm
already potty trained.

You're going
to the bathroom, Ryan.

I don't have to
go to the bathroom.
I'm fine.

No, no.
We're going,
so you're going.

This is getting silly.

Now, I assure you,
when it's time for my
bodily functions to kick in,

you'll be
the second to know.

We're disturbing
the passengers
every time we do this,

so we do it now!

What passengers?

I'm not gonna
tell you again,
now let's go!

Okay.

That was the captain's
seatbelt warning.

You will all have to
go back to your seats.

Uh, we're not
done here, ma'am.

Well, from what I can see,
nobody has to do anything.

Now, the seatbelt
light is on, and you
all have to sit down.

Okay, you heard
the lady.

Let's go.

Let's go.

Okay, come on, we gotta
get back to our seats.

Be right out.

Come on.

I'm washing my hands.

POWELL:
This is Captain Powell.

We can expect
a rough ride for
the next 15 minutes.

We turned on
the seatbelt sign,

so please return
to your seats

and fasten
your seatbelts.

What are you doing?

Hillbilly Bob.Ah!

Sir, you're going
to have to take
your seats now.

Arquette,
what's going on?

Let's zip it up!

Al!

What is it, Marty? Stay where you are, Mike.

What was that?

Everybody down!
Down!

Weaver, don't get
any ideas.

I wouldn't think of it.
The seatbelt sign
is still on.

Let him go!

Back off!
Back off!

Now, you do
what I tell you
or I'll kill him.

You do and you're
a dead man.

I'm a dead man already.

Let him go!Marty...

...I'm sorry.

This is
really touching.

You boys wanna
hug each other?

Boo! BOTH: Oh!

Now, let's get it.

Better check it out.

Get back!

WOMAN: Oh, my God!

Bastard!

KARY: Cleveland,
this is Trans Con
47 heavy.

We are declaring
an emergency.

Losing cabin pressure,
we'd like to descend
immediately.

Stand back!

Stand back!

CLEVELAND GROUND CONTROL:
Jet crossing traffic
directly below you.

Maintain your altitude.

Flight attendant
to flight deck.

Flight attendant to
flight deck, please!

GROUND CONTROL:
Verify your cabin pressure,
if possible.

COMPUTER: Autopilot
flight selected.

COMPUTER:
Autopilot disengage.
Autopilot disengage.

COMPUTER:
Cabin pressure.
Cabin pressure.

GROUND CONTROL:
Trans Con 47,
this is Cleveland,

state your altitude.

COMPUTER:
Autopilot engage.
Autopilot engage.

GROUND CONTROL:
Trans Con 47,
how do you read?

DOUGLAS: Watch it!
Easy! Stay where
you are...

Oh, God! No!

Drop that gun!No, Marshal Dillon,

you throw down
your gun.

Now you drop it,
or I'll do her.

Stubbs let her go.

Weaver, you stay
out of this!

Let her go! Why?

'Cause she give you
a fuckin' apple juice?

Look, Stubbs,
you put a bullet
through her head,

by the time it comes
out the other side,

you're gonna have
five in you.

Is she okay?

You alright?

Bullshit!

He won't shoot.

He goes to
the pistol range
five times a month

and practices on
cardboard versions of you
just for the hell of it.

Look at his face.

He wants to
take you out, Stubbs.

Let her go, Stubbs.

We need a hostage.

Wake up, Stubbs.

We have a dozen
hostages already.

We already have
the upper hand.

Don't do anything
stupid and give it back.

Take it easy.

Got it?

Give me your gun. Fuck you.
Get him to drop his.

Look, Stubbs
may be a moron,
but he's a professional.

He's not gonna
let her go until
you're disarmed.

I'm not giving
you my gun. Why not?

I already have one.

I didn't see the need
to wave it around
like an idiot.

We seem to have
a surplus of idiots
on board already.

You okay?

You sure?

You lost, Douglas.

I'll take that,
cowboy.

See, I am
a professional.

Stubbs,
listen to me...

You're not so
tough now, are you?

Look at me when
I'm talking to you. Stubbs...

Okay. Let's have us
a little skydiving
exhibition.

RYAN: Stubbs,
what are you doing?

This motherfucker's
getting out!

You can't open
the door during the... Shut up, Weaver!

Don't touch that door!

Sit down sugar.

Okay, asshole,
open the door.

Open it and say
Geronimo!

Well, all right,
you can say
Crazy Horse.

Just open
the fucking door!

No, she's telling you
the truth!

One, two, three!

Shit!

MAGGIE:
Carl, get in...

Betty, follow me.
We have to notify
the pilot.

Teri, get a pulse.

TERI: Maggie, he's
still breathing. MAGGIE: Okay. He's alive.

Betty, get a blanket.

...bleeding to stop. We've got to
get this open.

What's the procedure here?

The co-pilot would make
an emergency landing.

I'll go to the flight deck.
You stay here and... I'll go.

Pressure. Pressure. Wait a minute,
you can't go.

You're not in charge. Look, the most
important thing

you can do right now
is save this man's life.

You're trained
for this, I'm not.

Here, use this, now
we've gotta work together. Carl, go with him.

Give me the keys
to the cockpit.

Come on.BETTY: Here you go,
Maggie.

It's fine.

Could you help me
with my wife?
Please

MAGGIE: It's weak,
but it's still going.

Betty, get some
water, please.

TERI: We may need
some more blankets.

CLEVELAND CENTER:
American National 890,
Cleveland Center,

we've lost radio control
with Trans Con 47.

He's at your five o'clock,
15 miles, opposite direction,
2,00 above you.

Could you please
relay to him to contact

Indy Center now,
on 128.3?
he's in distress.

AMERICAN NATIONAL FLIGHT:
American National 890.

Roger, Cleveland.

That's Indy Center
on 128.3.

Cleveland Center,
American National 890.

No reply from
Trans Con 47.

Do you have
another frequency you
want us to try him on?

CLEVELAND CENTER:
Negative, American
National 890.

Thanks for your help.

KARY:
Cleveland, this is Trans Con

47 heavy.
We are declaring
an emergency.

Losing cabin pressure,
would like to descend
immediately.

TAPER: Okay, we've lost
all communications with
Trans Con 47.

The plane took
a steep dive right
after this recording,

and it's since
leveled off, and seems
to be steady.

And it's off
the airway, and...

They've got major
storm activity ahead.

TAPER: We've identified
its location on the map,

and the scanners
are indicating
it's on autopilot.

If it continues on
its present heading.

All right.
Notify the FAA
and get me the uh...

FBI....FBI.

Marcy, priority call.

Go and check.Okay.

How is he?

RYAN: Oh, God.
This is bad.

What did Ted say?

He bumped his head
pretty bad, but he's okay.

He's got clearance,
and we'll be on
the ground

in about
15-20 minutes.

RYAN: Jesus, God.

What's the matter?

Nothing.

Are you all right? Yeah, I'm fine.

It's a Wonderful Life.

When we land,
what happens then?

I'll be transferred
back to death row.

And I'll wait
in my little cell,

until however
long it takes.

Have you ever
been married, Teri?

Teri?

I was engaged.

Was engaged?

He broke it off.

I always wanted
to be married.

Have a family...

...a kid.

I always wanted a son.

I don't know why
I always do this
to myself.

Did you do what
they say you did?

No.

No. I never
killed anyone.

Because what
you did up here,
is save lives.

You saved my life.

That's not going
to mean anything
down there.

In fact, they're going
to think I orchestrated
the whole thing.

It is gonna matter.

You don't know
the guy that
framed me, Teri.

Who's that?

They give you
a last meal.

But you know what?
I'm gonna ask them
for a last song.

Maybe if I keep
a beat in my head,
it will distract me

when they strap me in,
stick the needle in
my arm

and watch me die.

We're not descending.

Maybe he hasn't found
a good spot yet.

I'm gonna go up
and check.

I'll be back down.Okay.

CMC: Trans Con 47...

...Los Angeles.
Do you copy?

Please respond...

Ted?

CMC:
Trans Con 47,
do you read?

Please acknowledge
on emergency frequency
133.75.

I repeat, 133.75.

Trans Con 47 heavy,
from company CMC,

we're assuming
lost communication.

If you read,
squack ident...Shit.

...7-700. Repeat, 7-700.

Trans Con 47,
this is the Trans Con
Crisis Center...

Once again...

Trans Con 47...

Trans Con 47
from CMC,

we've lost
communication...

...squack ident to
transporter code 7-700.

We show you tracking
jet 146 out of...

...level 350,
and we're protecting
the airspace ahead.

Ted?

We're still not receiving
your transmissions.

Trans Con four...

RYAN:
* Deck the halls
with boughs of holly...

* ...fa la la la la la...

CMC: ...please respond...

Trans Con 47,
if you read,

acknowledge on
emergency frequency 133.75.

I repeat, 133.75.

Trans Con 47,
if you copy,
please acknowledge.

Bingo! Someone just
flashed his ident.

Okay, Trans Con 47.
We got you,
we copy your ident.

Please contact
on emergency
frequency 133.75.

I repeat, 133.75.

Brooks, what's
the status on
those two prisoners?

Trans Con 47,
if you can hear me,
squawk ident.

Trans Con 47,
if you can hear me,
squawk ident.

I thought we had
confirmation of
a gunshot slaying.

Are you positive? I saw it
clear as day.

Someone had to
have hit that switch.

Maybe it wasn't
one of the pilots.

Maybe someone hit it
and didn't know
what they were doing.

What do you mean,
not one of the pilots?
Who the hell is flying

the goddamn plane? Well, right now
the plane is on autopilot.

So just
leave this to us.

Maybe they're
trying to
communicate with us.

Maybe they can
hear the broadcast

and haven't
figured out
how to work

the transmitter
to respond.

We need an instructor
pilot in type.

Okay, I need
a 747 20 right now!

Less than
500 miles radius
from that Trans Con.

BROOKS:
Tower Air, 91, CMC,

Captain Bowen,
you are now linked
for relay

on 133.75.

We'll by standing by.

Trans Con 47,
this is Tower 91 on
Trans Con crisis request.

If anyone can
hear me, press
the ident button

on the far right
of the center console.

Repeat, find
the ident button

on the center console.
Far right side about
halfway up and press it.

Trans Con 47,
we've got you.
We copy your ident.

Well done,
Tower 91.

BOWEN:
Roger, CMC.

Good show,
Trans Con 47.

Now we're going to find
the VHF-tuning panel

on the middle left side
of the center console.

It has two small
frequency windows

marked "active"
and "standby."

The active frequency
should read,

133.75
in green numbers.

About four inches
below that

is a small switch
marked R-stroke T-INT.

That's your
transmit switch.

Now, whoever you are,
position your boom mike
in front of your mouth.

When I tell you,
push the R/T
switch forward,

keep it there
and say your name,

then let go of that
switch to listen.
Do it now.

My name is Teri.

Teri Halloran.

Very pleased to
meet you, Teri.

Captain Samuel Bowen here.

Now, remember,
when you need to
say something

push the RT switch up,

hold it there, talk,
then release it.

You got that?

TERI: Got it.

Trans Con 47,
this is Rachel Taper

from the Trans Con
Crisis Management Center.

Are you a passenger
or a...

I'm a flight attendant
based out of New York.

My employee number
is 1-0...

We don't need that
right now, Miss Halloran.

What is the status
of your flight crew? TERI: Dead.

Both are dead.

One of the prisoners
escaped, there was
a shootout.

All the marshals
are dead.
It's a mess.

What do I do? Teri, this is
Frank Sinclair, FBI.

Who is actually
flying the aircraft?

Nobody.

TERI: I'm up here
all alone.

Where is the rest of
the cabin crew?

Down below with
the other prisoner.
Ryan Weaver.

Oh, my God. Try and keep
her calm.

TERI: Is this plane
going to crash?

No, you are not
gonna crash.

How do you know? TAPER: Because
we're monitoring

your flight systems
on the central
maintenance computer.

Yeah, but aren't we
heading into a storm?

Don't we have to
land this plane
right now?

Teri, you've got
to stay calm.

The most important thing
for you to do right now
is to just stay calm.

TERI: Okay...

I'm calm. Now what?

Whatever you do,
don't touch
the autopilot switch.

I won't.

Now the good news
is that you are flying

the most sophisticated
plane that has ever
been built.

Great.

But what if this
sophisticated plane

flies into
an unsophisticated storm?

I hear you, Teri,

but this plane
has a great
track record.

Patch me through
on a call to
the Department of Defense.

Teri, we need you
to stay calm.

Yeah, calm.

That's me.

Hey Aldo, I gotta
ask you a question. Go ahead.

Internal Affairs
has been asking
everybody whether

we think
you planted
the evidence.

What did you tell 'em? Well, I said no.
Fuck no.

I'd never tell
'em anything.
We're partners.

But I'm just curious.
Did you plant
the teddy bear

in Weaver's trunk? You're damn right I did.

Hey, Hines!

You got
a telephone call! Sure. Right after lunch.

This is somebody
out at the Crisis
Control Center at LAX.

About Weaver. Holy shit.

MINNEAPOLIS CENTER:
CMC to Trans Con
47 heavy,

flight level 350,
tracking 245 degrees.

Approaching an area
of severe weather,
enter 12:00, 200 miles.

At her present
ground speed,
we show her entering

the weather boundary
in two-three miles.

I'd like you
back with the others.

We're heading
into a storm.

And I'd like to
hold on to the gun,
if you don't mind.

You don't like me,
do you?

We were seated in
your section, but you
made Teri wait on us.

Didn't you?

I thought it would
take her mind off
her problems.

What problems?

She ended
a relationship recently.

You're very smart.

You didn't lie to me.

You could tell
I can tell when
somebody's lying,

can't you, Maggie?

Can't you, Maggie?

You're sharp.
I noticed that.

When?

When did you
notice it?

Say it.
Don't be afraid.

When? Just say it.

When...

...you persuaded
the other agents to
let the prisoner

go to the bathroom.

You were hoping
something might develop.

Come on.

Everybody back
into the crew bunk,
please.

What? Everybody back

into the crew bunk.
Round them up.
Let's go.

Come on, come on!
Let's go!

Everybody back
into the crew cabin.
Let's go. Come on.

Come on.
Open the door, Maggie.

Go open the door.

Excuse me.

We can't all
fit in here! We'll fit!

MAN: All right.
Keep moving. PASSENGER 1: Do something.

PASSENGER 2:
Yeah, do something.

Come on.
Carl, do something.
You're the man.

Tell him. Come on.

Look, why don't we...
Ahhh!

RYAN: Get up.
Up the stairs.

Okay! All right. All right. Get up!

Move!

Give me the key.

Those people did
nothing to hurt you.

Why hurt them?

What's your
favorite book, Maggie?

I read Stephen King.

You're alone
a lot, aren't you

Men don't look
at you anymore.

At least the ones
that you want.

Your plumbing's
getting rusty.

What do you have
to look forward to,
Maggie?

You might be able
to go for it,
but then what?

Can you kill?

I started with
squirrels and birds.

And then I moved on
to cats and girls.

If you can kill me,
Maggie, go for it.

What did you do
with Teri?

I think it's you
that you should be
concerned with.

Oh, God! No!

I don't like you,
either, Maggie.

You rub me
the wrong way.

No!

Get in!

BROOKS: Okay, Teri.
We need to get you
up to speed

on the operation of
the autoflight system,

specifically how to use
the autopilot, before we can
begin to discuss your descent.

Discuss my what?

Teri, this is
Rachel Taper again.
Listen to me carefully.

We think that you
might be able to
land this plane

if Captain Bowen
can talk you through it.

I'm gonna go downstairs
and get the senior
flight attendant.

BOWEN: Teri, no.

Stay where you are. Why?

TAPER: We need you
to program the autopilot

so we can vector you
around the storm
front ahead.

You've got
a level six storm.

Is that a six
on a scale from
one to 10?

RACHEL: No, Teri.

On a scale
of one to six.

I'm going downstairs
to get Maggie.

TERI: She can
handle this a lot
better than me.

Teri, no.
Stay where you are.

Do not leave
the flight deck.

We have to stay
in contact.

Okay.

I'm hanging.

MINNEAPOLIS CENTER:
CMC, Minneapolis Center.

We show Trans Con
47 tracking
jet airwave 60.

She's maintaining
her preprogrammed
flight path.

Yeah, Los Angeles
Police Department, please.

OPERATOR: Is this
an emergency? Yes, ma'am.

Rampart division.

MAN: Lieutenant,
I have a call for you. Yeah, I'll take it.

Hines.RYAN: Don't you mean,
Lieutenant Hines?

How are you, Aldo?

Weaver.
What's going on
up there?

Well, it wasn't
a pretty scene.

The other prisoner
broke chains,
killed the four marshals,

and I came in
and saved the day,
and took care of him.

Aldo?

I heard you. You don't believe
me?

Where's the pilot?

They're dead.
Both of them.

So, who's in charge
up here?

Me.

LAPD. Come on
through, sir.

All right, Ryan.
You, you, wanna...

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Ryan. Now Ryan
and not Weaver, huh?

Well, that's an
improvement, isn't it?

You want to
negotiate?

No, I don't.

I'm going to
crash the plane.

All right, look.
If, if you land,
we can talk.

Listen to me!
Both the pilots
are dead.

There's nobody
flying this plane.

It's not gonna land.

Now, what do you
want to talk about?

What would you like
to talk about, Hines?

Do you wanna talk
about getting me
a new trial

Do you want to talk
about you admitting

that you planted
that evidence on me?

Do you wanna
talk about that?

Maybe you'd like to talk
to somebody else. Huh, Aldo?

The FBI's here. Fuck the FBI!

I'm talking to you.

Where are you?

Sin, can you get
this call on the
overhead speaker?

LAX.

RYAN:
LAX, that's perfect.

What, are you
the authority
on me, now?

Huh? Did you
tell 'em what
I'm gonna do next?

Why don't you tell 'em?

What are you
gonna do?

You're not listening
to me, Hines.

You're not fucking
listening to me!

You don't want
to talk to me,
that's fine.

Why don't you speak
to one of the FBI agents...

I'm not talking to
anybody,

because this plane
isn't coming down.

I'm 35,000 feet
in the air with no pilot.

And even if I did
get down,

what would I have
to look forward to?
Huh?

All right, just,
just a second...

You'd have
fucking 20 guns
at my head

you'd bring me
back to prison to
await my execution.

No. I'm smarter
than that,

and I'm fucking
smarter than you!

But we all
know that, don't we?

We all know that
because you

couldn't get me
without cheating.

You fucking cops
can't do anything

without cheating
and without beating.

Well, we caught you,
didn't we? No, you didn't get me!

How did you get
me, Hines?
I'm up here.

I'm up here,
and you're
down there.

How did you get me?
How did you get me?

All right, calm down. No, I'm not
gonna calm down!

You got me mad now!

And I'm gonna
go take it out
on somebody!

And you know what, Hines?
Her blood is gonna
be on your hands.

You got that?

Do you wanna be
famous, Aldo?

I'm gonna make you
so fucking famous,

you make sure
you're wearing
something bright

up on that tarmac,
because you're
gonna be

the first fucking
cop to die with
a plane up his ass!

Ha-ha...

TERI: Hello, this is
Trans Con 47.

What's happening?
Are you guys
still there?

Yeah, Teri, we're here.
Just give us
a minute, okay?

Okay.

Fuck!

RYAN: Teri!

Teri, open the door.

RYAN:
Teri! Open the door!

Maggie's hurt,
she fell during
the turbulence.

He's at the flight deck.

What? She bashed
her head,

she's bleeding all over
the place, Teri.

She keeps
calling for ya,
she needs you.

TAPER: Teri! RYAN: Teri,
can you hear me?

You've got to
change your course.
We don't care...

Teri! He's right outside
the door.

He says my friend,
the flight attendant,
is hurt.

Teri, if you don't
want to come
to the door,

you gotta give me
the first aid kit.

It's right next
to the bunk.

RYAN: Quick,
it's by the bunk!

RYAN: It's your
friend, Teri!

Teri, this is Hines. RYAN:
She's calling for you.

Lieutenant Hines. She needs you.

I'm the detective
who arrested Weaver.
You cannot trust him.

RYAN:
Hurry, Teri, hurry!

Why didn't you
tell me the co-pilot
was dead?

Oh, he died.

You knew
he was dead.No, no, I didn't, Teri.

He was breathing
when I put him
into the bunk.

Oh, shit. Oh, shit.
I did everything
I could.

This is bad.
This is bad.

HINES:
Whatever you do...RYAN: Teri!

...do not open
the door.

RYAN: Remember
when I was trying to
tell you downstairs?

You asked me
what was the,
what was the matter?

I was trying to find
a way to tell you
how bad it was, Teri!

Oh, God!

You told me
we were landing.

I didn't know
what to say to you!

Okay, Teri, I didn't
know what to say.
I'm sorry.

I mean, we've,
we've been through
so much...

Teri, you must
program the autopilot. RYAN: I'm sorry, Teri.

Teri, I'm sorry
I lied to you.

TAPER:
Detect the motions
of the aircraft.

Captain Bowen needs
to know them to be
able to help you.

Do you understand? RYAN: Teri! Maggie's
hurt really bad.

I'm going to do
everything I can.

I don't know what to
do, though, Teri.

TAPER: Teri! She keeps
calling for you.

TAPER:
Teri, are you there?

She's your friend.

RYAN: All right,
let her bleed.

TERI: He says
Maggie's hurt,
and it looks bad.

Now, I don't care
how charming
you think he is.

He's a killer. TERI: But she
is my friend.

All right, listen.

You could both be
in danger.

Get her to
the flight deck,
but stay together.

Do you understand me?
Teri?

TAPER:
Teri, are you there?

Maggie?

Maggie?

Oh...

Oh!

Please stop.

Please.

[MAN TALKING INDISTINCTLY
OVER RADIO]

CMC:
Trans Con 47, this is...

We will continue
to monitor.

BROOKS: Trans Con 47,
this is Trans Con Crisis
Management Center.

Please respond.

This is Trans Cons
Crisis Management
Center. Please respond.

What's FAA procedure
in a situation
like this?

I don't think there's
ever been a situation
quite like this.

It's got enough fuel
to carry it well beyond
our coastline.

If we were
handling this,

fewer lives would be
in jeopardy.

Meaning what,
Lieutenant?

Just what I said.

Here's who
you're dealing with.

Male, Caucasian,
35, well-educated.

Raised by his aunt
who mysteriously
disappeared

when he was 16.

Has raped
and strangled
five women,

escaped while being
transferred to San Quentin
two years ago,

finally recaptured
two days ago.

Was being transported
to California by four
of your marshals.

We already have a
comprehensive Interfax
profile, thank you.

All right, guys. Can we
focus on the problem
with the plane?

We can't just let it
crash into downtown
Los Angeles.

Look, we've got
a level six storm ahead.

It's a good chance
everything else

will be a moot point
in about eight minutes.

RYAN: Miss.

Will this storm
delay our flight?

Are we going
to be a little late
to the gate?

Ooh.

This is really
something, isn't it?

It doesn't look
too good.

Where is everybody?

RYAN: What

You know, I was
kind of wondering
that myself.

I don't know.
They just disappeared.

It's kind of creepy,
isn't it?

Why don't you
sit down

Why? Or stand
if you want.

I don't like guns.

So, let me ask
you something,

what's your
favorite movie?

What's my
favorite movie? Yeah, what...

Look, don't answer
a question with
a question, all right?

Only stupid people do that,
and you're obviously
a very bright woman.

Now, what's your
favorite movie?

Gone With the Wind. Gone With the Wind.

What's your
favorite book?

Is this a test?

That's a question
with a question, Teri.

Come on.

I just want to
talk with you, okay?

Now, what's your
favorite book?

Gone With the Wind. Gone With... So,
it's book and movie.

Wow, you're a real
romantic, huh?

A romantic vegetarian
who likes apple juice.

Did you have pets
when you were
growing up?

You like animals?

Yeah, I had
a Dachshund. Dachshund?

You mean one of those
hot dog, dogs?

Really?

Why a Dachshund?

Because my father
liked them, and they
were good with kids.

Huh...

Don't give me
an attitude. I'm just
talking to you.

So just talk
to me normal.

Okay?

Gosh, a guy can't even
have a conversation
these days.

Now, did you
like your father?

Did you get
along with him

Yeah, we got
along great. Really?

Is he still alive?
Are your parents alive?

Yeah. Oh, good.

Mine aren't.

Okay, um, here's
a good one.

All right. You're...
A condemned inmate

on death row
awaiting your execution.

What five albums
would you pick?

What would you
wanna listen to?

Or, just pick
a song.

I don't think
I'd be in the mood
for music.

Well, I don't think
you know what the fuck
you'd be in the mood for.

Would you?
No.

What would you
spend your last
moments doing?

Uh... I, I...

I guess I'd like
to see my family
and my friends.

And what if they
couldn't be here?

Then I'd wanna
make it right with God.

What if you didn't
believe in God?

I do believe in God. You do?

Do you believe
in capital punishment?

What they're
gonna do to me?

No.No.

You wouldn't,
though, would ya?

What does that mean? It's not who you are.
I mean, you're sweet.

Dachshunds,
Gone With the Wind.

There's always hope,
isn't there?

What about sex?

Huh?

Would you wanna have
sex on your last day?

I'm not going to
tell you that, because
that's too personal.

So is murder.

Where's Maggie?

Don't get adversarial
with me, Teri.

You don't wanna
do that.

Talk to me, Teri.

Talk to me. I haven't had
many partners.

Don't lie to me.

How old were you
when you first
had sex?

Eighteen and a half.

Did you like it?

Yeah.

Was that hard?

No. No.

Just simple
little questions.

Don't get upset.
Everything's fine,
okay?

Here.
Merry Christmas.

Okay?

Maggie's in
the bathroom.

She's in the bathroom? Yeah.

Maggie's in
the bathroom.

TERI: Maggie?

It must be
the other one.

Hey, come here.

* Dashing through the snow

* Laughing all the way...

Ah, ah, ah, no. No, no, no, no! No!

Come here!

Teri, come on!
Come on!

Ahhh!

Ahhh!

Please hold the oxygen mask
firmly against your face.

Place the strap
around your head.

TAPER: Teri,
can you hear me?

Is this stuff un-fucking
amazing or what?

Teri, you are one
exciting first date!

Are you all right!

Teri, Teri, hold on!

You're not having
much luck with men
lately, are you, Teri?

Please, I'll do
anything you say. I don't want to land.

Got it? What about
everybody else?

I know you've got
them somewhere.

I don't want to
talk about them.

I really
like you, Teri.

Then help me
try and land
the plane.

Listen to me!
Listen!

Let's enjoy our time
together now, okay?

Maybe we'll make it
halfway to Hawaii
before we go down.

That would be
romantic, wouldn't it?

Wouldn't it? No.

No, I think
that would be
a turnoff.

Well, I didn't like
Gone With the Wind.

It's all subjective.

You don't have
to force yourself
on me.

You can have me.

If you help me
land the plane

and let
everybody live.

So I spare everyone,

and you give me
a bigger bang

than the one I get
from crashing the plane,
is that it?

Yeah.

We have a deal?

Want me?

Come on.

You see, right here.
This is what
it's all about.

This is what's
it's about, look!

It's the thrill of the kill
for me. Just like
the passengers.

I killed them all.

Go up to the crew
cabin and look.
They're all dead.

It's a beautiful
sight, Teri.
Go look.

It's time, Teri.

BROOKS:
Teri, Trans Con Crisis,
please respond.

WOMAN: CMC to Trans Con
47, come in, please.

BROOKS: Teri, again.
Trans Con Crisis

trying to reach
Trans Con 47.

If you read us,
please come in.

Teri, this is Trans Con Crisis
Management Center,
please respond.

I'm back!

TERI: He wants
to crash the plane.

He wants to go out
in a blaze of glory!

He's crazy.
He killed Maggie!

I think he killed
everybody.

Teri, do you have
a weapon?

Is there anything on
the flight deck you can
defend yourself with?

No...

But he's gonna kill me.
That's what he wants.

Teri, lock the door.
Try and barricade it.

Get that fighter
airborne now. Yes, sir.

We're gonna have to
shoot it down
over the desert

before it reaches
Los Angeles.

What?

You can't shoot
a commercial airliner.

Did you hear
what she just said?

He wants to crash
the plane into LAX.

Now, do we have
any other option?

Teri, our monitoring
equipment shows

you leaving the west
edge of the weather.

We can begin to prep
you for the approach
and descent now.

Your controls are
going to need

your immediate attention
and execution.

Please, we're all
right here.

The aircraft is
doing fine,
and so are you.

RYAN: * Buffalo gal,
won't you come out tonight?

* Come out tonight TAPER: Are you
with me, Teri?

* Come out tonight

* Buffalo gal, won't you
come out tonight?

* Dance by the light
of the moon *

Teri!

BROOKS: Teri,
what's happening? Teri!

Okay.
Who said this was a
non

Ah...

Honey!

BROOKS:
Is everything okay?

RYAN: Honey!

Teri!
Come out, Teri!

SINCLAIR: Teri Halloran,
FBI. Are you there?

* Buffalo gal, won't you
come out tonight?

* Come out tonight
Come out tonight

* Buffalo gal, won't you
come out tonight?

* Come out...

Come out, Teri!

Oh.

Oh, my God!

She's got a fire.
It's on the GAPS
computer.

* Buffalo gal, won't you
come out tonight?

* Come out tonight
Come out tonight

* Buffalo gal, won't you
come out tonight? *

BROOKS: Teri, we show
you've got a fire
on the upper deck.

Can you confirm?

RYAN: Come on.

BROOKS: Can you
confirm the fire

Please respond.

Come on.

BROOKS:
Trans Con 47,
do you have a fire?

Come on.

BROOKS: Teri,
do you read me?

Stay out
of the cockpit!

You hear me?

Come on,
get downstairs!

Get downstairs!No! Get out
of my way!

Oh, Douglas' gun.
Now, I'm scared.

Do you have it
in you to kill me?

Huh? Don't wound me.

Shoot me
in the head
or the heart!

Come on, Teri.

Shoot me.

Come on, kill me.

Come on.

Give me the gun!
Give me the gun!No, no!

This is how
you do it.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Ahhh! No. Oh, God!

God dammit! Boom!

Bitch! Now,
get downstairs!

Get downstairs!
Come on.

Move, move!

Ahhh!

RYAN: Ow!

Teri!

Oh, you bitch!

TERI: CMC, Trans Con 47,
you got to talk to me.

BROOKS: Excellent.
Captain Bowen's
down and standing by.

All right, Teri,
I'm going to turn you
over to control,

who's gonna
patch you through
to Captain Bowen.

Keep that F-14
on their tail.

RYAN:
Teri! Oh! Oh!

Teri! That's it.

Oh! I'm never flying
this airline again.

LOS ANGELES CENTER:
Captain Bowen, you are now
uplinked to Trans Con 47.

Go ahead.

BOWEN:
Teri, are you ready
to come down?

Absolutely.

Okay. We're gonna land
using the autopilot,

you'll be glad
to hear.

It's just below
the glare shield.

It says things like
A stroke T, ARM,
IAS stroke MACH...

Got it.

Good.
Now, just to the right
of your knee,

you'll see a small
TV screen

with buttons
on either side.

That's the CDU display.

We'll use that
to input data into
the flight computers.

What does it say now?

47 progress,
and a lot of
other stuff.

Excellent.

We're going to be
landing on runway
25 left.

TERI: 25 left. Got it.

Come on!

Okay, this is
the one good thing

you taught me, Dad.

That fucking bitch!

BOWEN:
Now press the button
marked depart/arrive.

It's in the top row
of buttons

right in the middle,
below the screen,

and that will give you
the arrivals for LAX.

Okay.

Push the button
to the right of
KLAX arrival.

Now push the button
beside 25 left,

and then
push the button
marked "execute."

Done.

BOWEN:
Very good, Teri.
Very good.

Now I'm going to get
you lined up for LAX.

RYAN: Come on.
Come on, son.

Come on, son.
Oh, oh, yeah.
Oh yeah.

Come on, come on.

I'm a genius!
Oh, oh...

Come on, genius.
Come on! Come on!

Ahhh!

That's it, that's it.
Okay.

Oh, my leg!

On the left of the CDU screen,
do you see a list
of words?

Yes.

BOWEN: Those words
are navigation points

that define your
path to the airport.

Now, when you push
the top left button...

Look, can you talk
any faster? Right, right.

Push the top left button,
then push the button
marked "execute."

Then the plane
will start turning
to line up for landing.

Done!

LOS ANGELES CENTER:
Tower Air from Los Angeles
flight tracking,

we show her turning left
on a preset heading for
runway 25 left.

Any sign
of your friend, Weaver?

Not yet.

Okay.

We're doing splendidly.

Time to drop
the landing gear.

Now, this bit's
noisy, okay?

Forward center panel,
right of center screen,

the handle with
the small wheel
at the end,

pull it out towards you
and push it down
until it locks.

TERI: How long till
we start our descent?

BOWEN: You're
approaching the marker.
We'll begin it now.

The autopilots
will do the landing
all by themselves,

but you'll have
to set them up. Okay?

TERI: Okay.

Find the switches
beneath the glare
shield labeled

left, center and right
and push the two
that are not lit.

TERI: Okay.

BOWEN: Hand on the
speed brake handle,

that's the big chap
next to your right knee.

Pull it up and back
just a hair.

You done that?Got it.

Teri, right above you,
on the overhead panel.

See the landing lights?

Turn them all on.

BOWEN:
There's seven minutes
to touchdown.

Leave her alone,
she'll do the rest
all by herself.

You're just
20 miles out.

Everything's
looking rosy.

Okay. Okay.

Okay.

Ah... All right,
I need a volunteer for
a dangerous mission.

You, you, you.

Okay, you. Ow!

Ow! Whoa, whoa!

Okay. You can stay.

Sin, did you
see that? SINCLAIR: Yeah, I saw it.

Rachel...

We believe that
Weaver's gained access
to the avionics bay.

What's the matter?

He's in
the avionics bay,

screwing with
the circuitry
of the plane.

All right,
what's the worst
that can happen?

Disable the autopilot.

And then what

Hines. RYAN: Did you wear
something bright?

Hold on.
You still there?

Listen to me.
You listen to me.

After you got me mad,

I went and killed
the crew and
the passengers.

So you better get
to confession.

The next sound
you hear will be me
kicking out the autopilot.

I'll see you soon!HINES: Weaver.
Weaver, no!

No! Weaver!

COMPUTER:
Autopilot disengaged.

Oh, what happened?
I'm falling!

TERI: Help me!

Teri, you have to abort.
Repeat, abort!

Find the two go-around
switches on the floor,

number two
and three thrust levers.

Push them.
Twice. Repeat.

Find the two
go-around switches
on the thrust levers.

I can't find them!Yes, you can.

She's gonna
slam right into
the Crowne Plaza.

And if she clears that,
she's gonna hit
the parking garage.

I got 'em!

I got 'em! BOWEN:
Well done, Teri!

Damn it!

* 'Tis the season
to be jolly

* Deck the halls
with boughs of holly

* Tra la la la la
la la la la... *

Oh, my God!

MAN: Oh, my God!

TAPER: She's cleared
the buildings.

There's just
one problem.

I think it's a Ford.

BOWEN: Okay, Teri.

The autopilot backup
circuits should have
cycled by now.

Re-engage
autopilot switches.

COMPUTER:
Autopilot engaged.

Okay.

Teri!

LOS ANGELES CENTER:
CMC, flight tracking,
she's losing altitude.

Three hundred feet
and sinking 500.

The truck's
dragging her down.

You're stalling.

Teri, reach over
to the landing gear
and pull it up.

No, no!
She can't retract
the landing gear.

There's a fucking
truck caught on it.

Forget the landing
gear Teri.

Do not touch
the landing gear.

Push the thrust
levers forward.

LOS ANGELES CENTER:
CMC flight tracking, she's
300 feet and climbing out.

Patch me through
to that F-14. MAN: Yes, sir.

We can bring her
back around
and try again.

Wait a minute.
Wait a minute.

You've got a 747
beat to hell by
level six turbulence,

your flight crew
is dead,

you've got an armed,
convicted serial killer
loose on board,

eight passengers
have disappeared,

and your stewardess
is locked in the
goddamn cockpit.

Have I left
anything out?

Don't forget
about the truck.

What's going on?
Shouldn't I turn around?

MOONDOG:
CMC, flight tracking
from Moondog,

I'm alongside her
at 9:00.

In tight.
Distance, 200 feet.

Speed to match. CMC: Roger.
Hold your position.

What's that plane
doing out there?

It's just there
in case you need
assistance, Teri.

How could
it assist me?

Just a precaution, Teri.
Don't worry about it.

Yeah, well, fuck precaution
and fuck you!

Okay.

TERI: Okay, first

My God,
she's turning it around.

How the fuck can
she turn it around?

She's only a stewardess
for God's sake.

She's a flight attendant.

CMC, this is Moondog.

Trans Con 4-7
coming left.

Moondog maintaining position.

Okay, now listen up,
everyone.

I'm coming back into L.A.
with or without you.

So you got
two choices here.

You can either help me
land this plane

or you can prepare
for one major crash.

Notify the
Department of Defense.

This is it. Yes, sir.

Wing commander, this is
Special Agent Sinclair.

Arm your weapons
and prepare to fire.

I repeat, arm weapons
and prepare to fire.

MOONDOG: Roger.
Breaking left to rejoin.

The pilot?

The pilot
that was outside
my flight deck window?

I don't know
if you can hear me.

I think you can.
I... I hope you can.

If you're supposed
to stop this plane.

I just hope
you'll give me
another chance.

MOONDOG:
Target is in sight.

Just one more chance
to show you that I can
get this thing down.

Look, I know
it's only one life up here

against,
who knows how many,
if we crash.

But I can make this happen,

if you'd just give me
another chance.

MOONDOG:
Weapon systems
are armed and ready.

Standing by
for further instructions.

That's all I want
for Christmas.

It's all I want forever.

CMC from Moondog.

Reconfirm intent to fire.

Now, you listen to me, son.

None of us wants
to splash that plane.

But bringing her back in
would be risking thousands
of other lives.

Now, you fire
on that target,
that's an order.

My commander's
gonna have to
authorize that, sir.

Target's approaching
a populated area

where debris
could hit the ground.

That's why it's important
that you don't waste time.

Fire on the target.

Say your prayers.

No, no, no!

Moondog, this is
Commander Rice.

Fire. That's an order.

Fire!

Come on, asshole,
get up! I dare you!
Come on!

No! No! No!

You gotta love her!

Oh, God.

Ow!

Oh, God!

Come here, come here.

You're not
gonna kill me.

You can't kill me.

'Cause you don't believe
in capital punishment.

I changed my mind.

MOONDOG:
Trans Con 4-7,

your excess baggage
has been claimed.

You're clear to land.

Oh, perfect.

Rachel!

Yeah, I hear you, Teri.

Weaver is dead.

Copy that?

Yeah, Teri, I hear you.

TERI: Can Captain Bowen
hear me?

BOWEN: I'm with you, Teri. TERI: Tell me what to do.

Find that
arrival switch again.

Okay.Push it.

I pushed it.

Now push
the button beside
runway 7, right,

and then execute.

Okay, LAX arrival's up.
What next?

Find those switches
below the glare shield
labeled LNAV and VNAV.

Push them both.

Just to the left
of those switches

is the airspeed
control knob.

Dial in the speed
of 1-8-0.

Done.

Speed brakes armed.

Armed. Reduce speed to 156.

1-5-6. Okay!

All right, Teri,
you're locked onto
the glidescope.

The plane should
land itself now.

Whatever happens
don't touch the controls.

Got it!

LOS ANGELES CENTER:
CMC flight tracking,

she's intercepted
localizer 7 right
slowing to 1-6-0 knots.

Everything's
looking good.

ALL: Yeah!

WOMAN: All right!

I'm down! I'm down!

Teri...

Set the
parking brake, please.

Merry Christmas, everyone!

MAN: Whoo! MAN1: Yeah!

SWAT TEAM LEADER:
Red leader to team three,

we've located Halloran,
she may know where
the hostages are.

We're en route.

Miss Halloran,
I am Lieutenant Hines.

You'd make
a hell of a cop.

No, thanks.

Merry Christmas.

You too.

Captain Bowen.

Captain Halloran.