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Hi, welcome aboard.

- Hey. - Welcome aboard.

Thank you.

Hi, welcome aboard.

Good Lord, ladies. We lookin' fine today.

You two look good enough to eat, and I'm always hungry.

Why, thank you, Smokey.

Always nice to see you, have a good flight.

What takes you to London?

It sure ain't the weather.

I'm signing a new girl, but she don't hold a candle to you two.

Maybe we can get together,

Let's do it. We're staying at the Green Inn.

I was hoping you might have some extra tickets for one of the shows.

I know I can get it for you.

Nobody's riding for free.

Take your seat, Smokey.

Jealous.

Hi, welcome aboard.

Hi.

Mr Anderson, I was hoping you'd be on this flight.

Ladies, nice to see you again.

Are you staying over in London?

Yeah, I got a two-day layover. How about you?

Three days. Maybe we can get together?

Yeah, we'll talk while we're in London.

- OK. - Cool.

Enjoy your flight.

Anyone else you wanna hang out with while we're in London?

- Turn of the century. No, it wasn't... - Welcome aboard.

Oh, of course.

Well, check for the markings on the handle.

Yes.

Of course.

Hello.

- It's very nice to see you ladies. - Nice to see you.

- How's everything? - Hey.

- Welcome. - Hi, hi.

Hello! Nice to see you.

Stop it...

Stop it!

What, am I supposed to wait for eight hours?

We're on a plane. What are you thinking?

What I'm thinking is, we can join the mile-high club later.

What do you think?

The what?

My mother warned me about marrying you.

I got it, I got it, I got it.

Oh wait, I'm a pervert, right?

Hey.

- Welcome aboard. - Thank you.

- Hello, sir. How you doing? Welcome. - Evening.

- Enjoy your flight. - Hello, sit, good to see you again.

- How's everything? - Very good. How are you?

- Welcome aboard. - You are seat A16.

Hey there. Do you have that OK?

- Right behind you. - Welcome aboard.

- Hi. Hello, miss. - Welcome aboard.

- How's everything? - Enjoy your flight.

Thank you.

Hello!

Hi there!

Hi.

- I like your backpack. - Hit.

Adorable.

So you and Aeryn gonna hook up in London?

Nope, nope, no, man.

That relationship has run its course, crashed and burned.

Relationship? You didn't even tell me you guys were dating.

How you taking it? Are you sad, of...

Knowing you, you're probably banging some other chick.

You know what, believe it or not, I'm actually going solo.

I'm taking a break from women.

Sure. Like that's gonna last.

You know, juggling women gets old, and I'm only getting older.

Hey, this is coming from a guy that has no grey hair.

You know, why don't you lend me some of yours?

You got a few to spare.

The stewardesses seemed to know you quite well.

Yeah, I fly this airline a lot, and take this route pretty often.

An international business tycoon?

Well, I do have business in London

but there's nothing "international" or "tycoon" about me.

I didn't think so.

I did pick you for a professional football player, athlete...

Mm...

or a cop, maybe.

Damn, woman.

Aren't you that girl from my Rockabilly video?

No, sir, wrong girl.

Sweetheart, you damn sure gotta be in my next one.

With a body like that, we could make some serious money.

- What's your name, sir? - I'm Clem Williams.

My friends call me Smokey.

Well, Mr Clem Williams

you may find that life is just too short.

The hell do you mean by that?

I mean that.

Plane's getting ready to take off. Maybe you should take a seat?

Smokey...

I'm gonna need you to stay in your seat.

Chivalry isn't dead. Thank you for standing up for me.

Good evening, ladies and gentlemen.

Welcome aboard Falcon Air Flight 86, nonstop service to London,

I am your captain, Frank Perez, flying along co-pilot Michael David Esparza.

Expect a smooth ride this evening with a flight time of just eight hours.

Sit back, relax, and enjoy the flight.

Sir, I'm sorry, but your briefcase needs to go either under the seat

or in the overhead compartment.

Doesn't fit underneath the seat.

Oh, that's no problem, I can put it up for you.

No.

I need it.

He can put it right here between us, it's OK.

I'm sorty, no, sir.

The case needs to be stored safely in the overhead compartment.

I need it with me. It stays with me, period.

Sorry, sir.

But until your case is safely stored, the plane cannot take off.

Now, give her the damn briefcase.

- Don't make me come back there. - Not now, Smokey.

I promise it will be safe up there.

Huh. I guess he really wanted to keep that briefcase.

I guess.

People are strange, these days.

It's interesting what humans find important these days.

No one will bother it.

What is... What is with you?

It's my honeymoon. What's with you?

I'm not gonna play your exhibitionist games on this plane.

We're gonna be in London in eight hours. You can wait until then.

Damn.

What happened to you?

We've been married for, like, two hours and you get all...

what, like, prudish on me?

I am not prudish.

I'm just not gonna fulfil some weird, you know, sex fantasy that you have

in front of all these passengers on the plane.

I know you wanna show those two flight attendants what kind of man you are.

That's right, I saw you checking them out.

Let's not fight.

You know...

Hey. I love you, OK?

I married you, and you're all that I want.

I love you.

Come here,

Mm...

What?

Why are you staring at me?

"Adam, why don't we meet up in London?"

"Smokey, we're staying at the Green."

What the hell is that supposed to mean?

I thought it would be nice to meet up with them.

Which one? Or maybe you want both?

You know that I have a crush on Adam, since we started working this route

- and yet you have to go flirt with him first. - Yeah!

And in that time, you've been with David, Frank

and that teeny barmaid outside of London.

I have an idea!

Why don't you mark them? That way I'll know who's not on your list.

Adam's out of your league.

And so's David for that matter.

Why don't you go talk to Smokey? He seems to be interested in you.

Out of my league?

Fuck off.

We have work to do.

We can pull each other's hair out in London.

Good evening, ladies and gentlemen.

Welcome aboard Flight 88.

Sit back, relax, fasten your seatbelts and enjoy the ride.

Ready for take-off.

Roger that.

Would you like anything?

Uh, yeah, sure. Some peanuts?

Sure. And how about you?

- Just a water, please. - Sure.

- There you go. - Thank you.

- Can I get you anything? - I'm fine, thank you.

- How about you? - No, thank you.

Please put your seatbelt on.

Hello, ladies.

So you're not in the Rockabilly video?

What do you do?

I suppose you can call me the eternal student.

And what do you study?

I study people and their cultures

but I really enjoy the study of people under stress.

Very mysterious.

It's very attractive in a beautiful woman.

Travel much?

I do travel quite a bit.

But you don't need to travel to study them, really.

Are you gonna be in London for a while?

The plot thickens.

Uh, what about the stewardess?

Oh, she's a friend. She's actually dating one of the pilots.

She has her sights set on you, trust me.

I don't think so.

Trust me.

Mark?

Mark!

Mark!

Mark!

- Mark? - Shut the fuck up, bitch.

- What the hell is wrong with you? - Ma'am, ma'am.

I'm the air marshal, calm down.

Do you want a drink? Do you want a drink of water?

- Please help! My husband is gone! - You want a drink of water?

- No, my husband! - Get me a drink of water for her.

- Who's gone? - My husband's disappeared!

- Lower your voice. - I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

My husband's gone. My husband's gone.

Your husband is gone? Maybe he just went... The lights went off and he's disappeared!

Listen to me!

Maybe your husband went to the restroom, to get a drink?

- No! - Huh?

No! Well, yeah, maybe...

No, no, he's gone, he's disappeared! No!

- I'll tell you what... - No.

Sit down. Sit down, sit down right now.

I'm gonna go look for him. Here's a drink. Here, take the water.

- No, are you stupid? I said he's gone! - Calm down.

I'm a doctor.

Look, this doctor, he's gonna help you, OK?

The doctor will help you. Be right back.

Hey. I'm Dr Singh, alright?

- I'm gonna give you a little exam... - My husband.

- My husband, Mark... - 1'm so sorry.

My husband's gone, he's gone, he's gone. Please help me.

Did you see her get on the plane with a man?

Sure, the love birds.

They couldn't even take their hands off each other long enough to have a drink.

Yeah, I think I heard them say something about being newlyweds.

Did the man get up and go to the restroom or anything like that?

I didn't see him leave his seat.

I only know that moments before the lights flickered, he was there.

OK. Alright, um...

I need you to search the plane.

Up, in the bottom. I'm gonna go talk to the captain.

OK, let's go.

- Everything OK? - It's fine.

We, uh...

We've got a little problem.

A passenger in first-class, Mark Tillman, might be missing.

I see.

Well, he's either missing or not. Which is it?

Well, unless Aeryn finds him in the overhead bin, he's missing.

I'm gonna leave you in charge up here. Lock the door, nobody gets in.

- Got it? - Yeah, OK, sure.

So you're absolutely sure that this Mr Tillman is missing?

He's definitely not on the plane.

You're sure?

I'm sure.

Look, Mrs Tillman was kissing her husband.

The lights flickered and went dark and then he disappeared

and she claims he didn't go to the restroom.

That's a little strange, because if the lights would've went off over here

the alarm in the cockpit would've went on.

Alarm or no alarm, the lights flickered and went out.

Can we forget about the alarm?

A man has disappeared.

We have no idea where he is.

It's time to turn the plane around.

We'll get it on the ground and search it properly.

Yeah, I'll radio it in, but they're not gonna allow us to turn this plane back around.

- Why the hell not? - Money.

Because they know that the investigation could occur in London

- just as well from anywhere else. - You're right.

- Come on, man. - It's a money thing, I understand.

Lynn, you and Aeryn get in a position where you can see

every passenger on the plane at all time.

All the way to London, OK?

Got it. I'll inform Aeryn.

Is there any way he might've made it into the luggage compartment?

No, not from here.

Homeland Security, aircraft personnel...

they normally would have access, but it's sealed off now.

Well, where the hell could he be? I mean, he doesn't just disappear.

Any idea?

And you're positive that this Mr Tillman disappeared when the lights

supposedly turned off?

We only have the woman's word for it.

I mean... but he's gone.

Alright.

Keep me posted.

How's the patient, Doc?

She's calmed down quite a bit. She should be alright.

So...

Thank you.

I'm here if you need me, OK?

Mrs Tillman, you know, the moments before your husband disappeared...

Smokey, you need to take your seat.

Is anything unusual happening there?

No.

Nothing unusual.

Hell, you can watch.

Honey, you can even hold it, but I gotta take a piss now.

Fine, you can use the restroom on the left and I can watch you from here.

Tell me about the moment just prior to his vanishing.

We were kissing.

You sure, sweetheart?

You don't know what you're missing.

Mark kept trying to make me...

be a part of the mile-high club.

Pig.

And I kept saying no...

so we got into a little fight.

And, uh...

As usual, Mark was about to get his way.

And...

the, um...

the lights, uh, flickered...

and I thought we were spotted and we got trouble.

Uh, and the lights...

uh, went black and he was...

gone.

I should never have got on this plane.

It's not safe here.

Now, the moment that he disappeared, did you have a feeling of, uh...

pushing or struggling, any kind of movement?

Uh...

I think I... heard him gasp?

Like a gasp of pain?

No, like, um...

Like a surprise.

There's something dangerous on this plane.

What danger are you feeling?

It's an evil, an evil kind of danger.

Did... did you ever get a feeling like there was someone around you?

Evil.

What kind of evil?

No.

An evil of the worst kind.

Adam... Adam!

Mr Simms...

Where's Mr Chase?

My eyes were closed.

What, somebody else is gone?

Yes, Mr Chase.

The lights were flickering

and then when they came back on, he was gone.

I swear to God I was looking at him the entire time.

You didn't see anything?

Hey. Hey.

I'm talking to you.

Can you hear me?

I can hear you.

I don't know what happened to him.

I didn't see what happened to him.

And quite frankly... I don't care what happened to him.

Till it happens to you.

Alright, Aeryn, you and Lynn, search the plane again.

Search the plane again.

What about Mr Simms?

Screw him.

Hi, um, if I could have you please stay calm, take your seats.

Come on! Hey!

Please sit down.

- What's going on? - Alright, everybody, please sit down!

What's going on?

If we could all just please stay calm.

The captain will be with you in just a moment.

We've got everything under control.

Smokey, where have you been?

I told ya I had to take a piss.

- Damn. - Just take a seat.

Guys...

we got a real problem.

I can't even imagine what happened to Tillman and Chase.

Just keep it cool till we get to London.

We'll leave this problem in their lap.

You're acting like these are isolated incidents.

- I don't think they are. - Are you suggesting this will happen again?

- Is that what you're suggesting? - No, I'm not suggesting anything.

I'm telling you, this is the only logical conclusion.

And I can't believe you guys don't recognise that.

Look...

I know that this event and these events that are going on seem very dramatic

but as soon as we land, we'll find a less dramatic reality.

Hey, if you think these two men are somewhere safely on this plane

get out of your chair and find them yourself.

Whoa, whoa! Why so aggressive?

Two people have disappeared into thin air!

You're acting like they're hiding in the restroom.

What happened to them can happen to anyone on this plane

at any time, including you two.

How's that for drama?

You can't be serious, Adam!

Oh, I'm serious.

I'm very serious, and I wish you guys would get serious.

Excuse me.

Well, you look frustrated.

I take it the conversation with the pilots was very frustrating?

Yes, you could say that.

Ooh...

How's the patient?

Well, Dr Singh came by. He said she's doing well.

As a matter of fact, she wanted me to wake her up so she can...

She remembered something.

OK, wake her up.

- Oh. - Hi, Penny.

Hi.

Marshal, I, uh... I...

- I remembered something. - Tell me.

Just before Mark disappeared, I felt like we weren't alone.

And I remember opening my eyes and thinking, "We're being watched."

When the lights went out, Mark gasped

and I thought I heard his voice trailing off as he disappeared...

and he was calling my name.

- He was calling me. - OK.

But you didn't actually see him, right? You were just hearing his voice?

Just his voice.

Great.

That's new information, that's very helpful, thank you.

Do you think it was real?

It's real.

Let's go have a word.

Sit down with her, keep an eye on her, alright?

- OK. - Thank you, please.

By the way, I told you you reminded me of a cop.

I'm an air marshal.

Not much difference, but...

So what's on your mind?

Well, have you actually stopped to consider

that we're dealing with something supernatural?

Um...

I'd be lying if I denied it, but...

I'm still trying to figure this out in the real world, OK?

It'll be completely worth it.

Do you mind if I make an observation?

Please.

I believe that we're dealing with something supernatural

and it honestly scares the hell out of me.

Why are you so sure?

Occam's razor.

It's a problem-solving principle that determines which hypothesis

is the right answer, Come on, what do you...

What is this? Occam's razor? What is that?

OK. Forget Occam's razor.

Can you think of any other natural reason for people to disappear like this?

No.

There's too many unanswered questions.

Adam.

I don't know what your belief is in the supernatural

but I think this is the only logical answer,

I understand your argument.

I'm just not there yet.

Well, thanks for listening.

Mm...

You need to get your act together, bitch.

Mm, you can do this.

You need to relax...

and breathe.

Lynn?

Hey.

You will get through this.

You OK?

I'm coming in.

Lynn?

You're gonna get through this.

Do you really think so?

- Yes. - I swear, Aeryn...

I have the most horrible feeling and I can't get it out of my head.

Of course you do...

because you are a kind and sweet and emotional person

and this is a terrible situation.

But you're gonna make it. I know you will.

Do you really think so?

Yes, I do.

Besides... you still have to prove me wrong.

About?

About Adam being out of your league.

I'm sorry.

I was just... I was just being jealous.

He's not.

Promise?

Yes, I promise.

You do look absolutely terrible though.

Oh, my God, I look terrible.

You need to get yourself together, OK?

Aeryn, I'm so sorry we fought.

I don't know what I'd do without you.

Soam I.

You have to get yourself cleaned up, we have passengers.

- Will you get my make-up bag? - Yes.

Thanks.

God.

Hey, man.

What's in that briefcase?

It's my personal business, don't worry about what's in this briefcase.

Open the damn briefcase!

Leave me alone.

Leave me alone.

You open that briefcase, or I'll crack your fucking head open!

Leave me alone!

Somebody keep this guy away from me!

Get your...

Hey, hey, hey!

Come on, you! Come on!

Smokey, don't make me cuff you.

Ask that bastard what's in his briefcase.

Why do you care what's in the briefcase?

He guards it like...

It's no one's business what's in this briefcase!

Come on. Come on, get up. Get up.

Get up. Get in your own seat and stay there.

Just stay there!

No one's gonna take your briefcase, Mr Simms, OK?

Just, uh, wanna make sure you're gonna be alright now.

I can help myself.

You just mind your own business.

Whatever you say.

Stay in your seat, OK?

I got it, I got it!

You got it?

I've got it, I've got it, I've got it.

Guys, OK!

- I'm sorry. Oh, my God. - Is she OK?

It's coming for us too.

- No. - It won't stop until it gets us!

Shh.

We're gonna be OK. OK?

I promise you.

We're gonna be OK, we're gonna make it out of here.

You promise?

You fucking promise?

Your promises aren't worth shit!

No.

We're going to be OK, I swear to God, OK?

You two are alright?

Yeah. She just had a bit of a start.

Yeah, just had a bit of a start.

Frank's gone.

I gotta get back there.

Are you gonna be OK?

Yeah.

Yeah.

OK...

OK.

Let's get your make-up fixed, OK? We got passengers.

Let's get my make-up fixed, we got passengers.

You were right.

We were... Any of us could've been taken next.

We were so focused on the plane that I didn't take you serious

but I'm taking you serious now.

Good.

You know, I'm sorry, you look like a kid. Are you sure you know how to land a plane?

I'm a pilot too. Trust me, I can.

But we gotta discuss the possibility that if I can't, or I mean...

if I'm not here to land it.

OK.

OK, let's go through this once and repeat it back to me.

The plane is on a autopilot, and once we reach London

they can taking into control from there and land it if need be.

But you have to be here to release the auto-pilot and put into their control.

- Do you understand? - I understand.

But you're gonna show me how all this works, right?

Yeah.

Sweetheart...

Try to focus. I'm getting worried about you, OK?

Try to focus. Getting worried about you.

OK, stop repeating everything I'm saying, OK? I need you right now!

Stop repeating what you're saying, I'm really freaking you out.

Goddammit.

What am I gonna do?

What is happening here, Rochelle?

I don't know.

Do you think there's something on this plane?

Like something real?

Something that has Mark and the others?

Honestly, I... I don't know.

Do you think that Mark could still be alive?

Of course, but we're not gonna know until we get to London, OK?

London, yeah.

I forgot.

London was my idea for a honeymoon.

Mark didn't wanna fly.

He wanted to drive to Florida.

If I would've listened to him...

he'd still be here with me.

I honestly don't think location has anything to do with this.

Um.

You ladies doing alright?

Well, we're very confused and we have a lot of unanswered questions.

Could you do me a favour and come up front to talk with Aeryn and 1?

Of course.

- I'm bringing Aeryn. - OK.

What am I gonna do?

I can't just sit around waiting for one of us to disappear.

But I don't know what the hell to do.

Anybody have any ideas? Anyone?

I'm scared to death.

I don't know what to say, but whatever this is

it's not human, it's not natural.

So, I don't have any answers,

All I know that, me, I'm just hoping and praying

- cos that's all that I've got. - Right. I understand.

And I agree, this very well may not be human, but...

What do you think? Anything?

Well...

Not human, not of this world, it opens up a realm of possibilities.

I mean, when I think of mythological history or mysterious disappearances...

Wait a minute, how are you staying so calm?

- Everybody's freaking out but you. - Which question do you want an answer to?

Why I'm not a blithering idiotic female, or what might or might not be happening here?

I'm sorry. Go ahead, what's your theory?

I think we're dealing with an evil spirit, a demonic presence

or death itself.

Do... do you really believe these things?

I don't know what I believe.

I've studied extensively, but I'm not sure.

OK, well...

I don't.

OK? And I...

I just... I want this stuff... this shit, to stop.

Alright? I just, I wanna go home right now.

- I want this to stop, I wanna go home. - Calm down.

Aeryn, Aeryn, take it easy.

Come here, come here.

You're gonna be OK. You're gonna be OK.

Listen to me, take a moment, alright?

Just take a moment, breathe...

Go back and sit with Lynn.

- OK. - Alright?

- Everything's gonna be alright. - OK.

Calm down.

- Yeah... - Go on, baby. Go ahead.

- Go, go, go. - OK.

Hey, sweetheart, can I get that drink?

She's freaking out. Everybody's scared.

And I gotta be honest, I don't believe in this supernatural bullshit

but don't... I don't see any other choice.

So, I'm listening.

What do you got?

I just want to be clear. I'm not sure I believe this.

But it does remind me of something I read about Death's sense of humour.

Death has a sense of humour? What does that mean?

Well, about 500 years ago, there was a ship in the Mediterranean.

It said it had about 60 men on board.

Now, Death knew the ship was going to be swallowed up by the storm in three days' time

so Death decided to have a little fun

and torturously take each soul one by one.

He laughed at the survivors as they were searching for the dead.

Now, it's said that Death's laugh could be heard by all the survivors

and it created such severe fear that many of them jumped overboard.

That is a creepy story.

It's not finished.

See, Death made a mistake.

There was a survivor, and he lived to tell the story.

Now, it's said he ran from Death's wrath the rest of his life.

And you think that's what's happening on this plane?

- I don't know. - How do you run from Death?

Well, the story's right. Death makes mistakes.

But we're also on a plane, so I don't think we can exactly jump overboard.

So the bottom line is, whether it's a demon or death itself

we just have to wait it out?

That's a big help. I feel much better!

Death is here.

It's on board this plane, and it's coming after every one of us.

What are you talking about?

It swallows its victims, it devours them

and they live in its hell forever.

Let go of me!

Your man knows what I'm talking about.

Death destroyed his perverted little soul.

And you, my little bitch, are next.

I'm not your little bitch!

Stay the hell away from me!

That crazy bastard with the suitcase told me Death's here and I'm next.

- I'm sorry. - Asshole!

Are you OK?

- I'm gonna talk to him for you. - No, no, I-I-I... I'm feeling much better.

I can take care of myself.

Well, I'm glad you're feeling better.

Do you know what it wants yet?

No, that's what we were working on, but you called it "it".

Do you have some idea of what "it" is now?

- Can I get a drink? This is my damn honeymoon. - Yeah, OK.

Marshal...

You asked me a question,

I think there's something on this plane

and I have a strong feeling that it is laughing at us.

Well, what do you feel it is, Penny?

I don't know exactly.

But when Mark was taken, I could feel an evil.

And I felt an evil so strong, it's still in my bones.

- Here we go, sweetie. - Thank you.

- Mm-hm. - And I still feel it.

- Do you think maybe the loss of your husban... - No, Marshal, I don't.

Drink up. You'll feel better.

Marshal, my father was a very evil, sadistic man.

And I felt his evilness my entire childhood.

This evil is so much worse.

Sweetheart, how about that damn drink?

How's she doing?

She's doing fine, considering.

OK, just do me a favour,

Could you just sit with her? Can I trust you to do that?

Yeah.

I got her, I promise.

OK.

Why don't you have another drink to take back to your seat?

OK, oh, thank you.

- Thanks. - Of course.

Can I make a suggestion?

I'm listening. What do you got?

This is gonna sound so stupid, um...

Seatbelts.

Everyone that was taken wasn't wearing their seatbelt at the time.

I don't understand what that... What is that gonna do?

I'm saying that the passengers can belt themselves to the seat.

Again, I don't understand. What's the point?

You think that if they're belted in, they can't be taken or disappear, is that it?

I'm just suggesting that it's worth a try.

I'm in.

You're right.

You're right, it can't hurt. Give it a try. Get 'em all belted in.

Come on, come on, come on.

- Oh, no. - I'm talking to David.

Fine.

It's OK. I got you, kiddo.

Can you hear it?

What am I supposed to hear?

It's calling me!

It's calling my name!

Smokey!

It's coming for me, I can feel it coming for me.

Listen to me... No, I can hear it calling my name!

Nothing is going to take you.

You're safe with me.

Promise?

Smokey, I don't wanna die! Please don't let it have me.

You have my word, sweetheart.

Thank you.

OK. I need you all to put on your safety belts, please.

- What is going on here? - Stay seated, please.

- Talk to me. - Thank you.

I need you to put on your safety belts, please, thank you.

I need you to sit down, please.

- Hey, hey, relax. - Thank you.

- Please put your seatbelt on, thank you. - Fine.

The captain has asked for us to all put on our safety belts.

- Well... - Thank you.

I need you to put your belt on and stay seated.

We OK? It's gonna be OK.

It's gonna be OK.

Put your safety belt on.

I want her belted in.

Thank you.

Don't worry, you're safe with me. I got you. Nothing's gonna take you.

Thank you. All the way.

All the way.

Put your belt on!

Thank you.

Thank you, everyone, stay calm.

Alright?

Aeryn... She has a theory that if you stay buckled in

you can't be, uh... taken or disappear.

You think that's gonna work?

I have no fucking idea, man.

Well, it's as good as any, huh?

I have never been through a situation like this in my entire life.

I just wish Frank would've turned this plane around when it first happened.

I know, but Frank's not here.

And I gotta talk to you about something pretty serious.

- Tell me. - I'm concerned about one of the passengers.

This Nero Simms.

The guy has this briefcase that he's just crazy about.

He hold onto it like for dear life.

Now, in general, he's paranoid, but about this briefcase?

He's dangerously...

dangerously paranoid.

- Well, do you think he's hiding something? - I know he is.

I just don't know if it applies to our current situation.

Well, just open the damn thing up?

I don't have the authority to do that.

I need the captain's approval to search a passenger.

Well, I'm the captain now, and you have my approval.

That man has no rights.

I'll take care of it.

Can you do me a favour?

Can you send in Aeryn? I need a drink.

Martini, right?

Double.

Ohm nama Shiva ya...

Ohm nama Shiva ya...

Ohm nama Shiva ya...

Ohm nama Shiva ya...

Ohm nama Shiva ya...

Mr Simms? I wanna talk to you.

Ohm nama Shiva ya...

Mr Simms? Open your eyes.

Ohm nama Shiva ya...

Mr Simms. The captain has given me authority to search...

No, no, no, no, no!

This is none of your business! It's none of your business, no!

No! I'm not gonna calm down, OK?

- Where's the captain? - Seatbelts on!

I wanna talk to the captain!

Sit down...

Get the captain out here now!

That was quick. I guess he didn't put up much of a struggle.

No, he's gone.

I-I tried to take the briefcase from him, so I could search it, right?

Then the lights started flickering and poof, he was gone.

Man, I was really close to him, it was...

It creeped me out because I could hear him scream.

Hey, excuse me!

- Excuse me! - Everyone needs to put their seatbelt on!

- Put your seatbelts on... - You need to tell the pilot to land.

There's a screwdriver behind in the bookshelf there if you want it.

We are...

- I know you're frustrated! So am I! - We can't land now!

What is it?

What the hell is it?

It's a...

A book. It's a goddamn book, and a crucifix, a ceremonial dagger...

and, uh...

"The Grimoires of Pope Honorius".

You guys!

Everybody needs to stay calm!

Calm down.

Freaking out is not gonna solve anything.

What, are you reading Greek?

No, that's not Greek. That's...

It's, like, Germanic or...

or English, Old English.

This is a book of magic.

- Just tell us what's going on! - Sit down!

- We're landing... - We want an explanation!

We are landing... Sit down...

Just tell us something, please.

This is magic.

You think it has anything to do with what's been going on?

Penny!

Penny!

Mark?

Mark?

Ma'am, listen, I'm sorry but we're scared to death.

- You need to tell us something, please. - So am I.

Mark?

Penny!

Mark!

Mark!

Mark!

Mark! Mark!

Mark!

Mark!

Mark!

Mark!

Mark, no!

Mark!

Oh, God...

Sorry about that, folks.

I want everybody to remain... seated. Please put on your seatbelt, OK?

We just hit a bit of turbulence, but we should be OK now.

OK?

- Hey, Smokey. - You OK?

I told you you'd be here.

Thank you for being so nice to me.

OK?

Thank you.

You've been so nice to me.

Ah, it's nothing...

Hey, uh...

You know, I was thinking, does anyone else find it odd that Adam keeps going in

talking to the pilots?

Does anyone else feel like... it's strange?

- Not at all. - Well...

Well, last I'd seen, Adam had his hands on Nero

and suddenly he has his briefcase, and Nero's gone?

Personally, I'm concerned.

What was your name again? Rochelle?

Yeah.

Excuse me.

Look, man... I've been watching you this whole time.

It's your kind of people that cause problems on planes like this.

I know what you're doing.

You're gonna be like the rest of those racists and stereotype me

- because I have a turban on my head? - Yes.

Look, I've been subjugated all my life and I'm sure it'll happen again

and it's most unfortunate.

If anything, I would be here to help y'all

and if I was a terrorist, no one would be disappearing

this plane would be blown out of the sky.

What's he reading?

Some kind of magic book he got in the briefcase.

He hasn't lifted his head since he's been reading it.

Why don't you let Rochelle have a look at that?

She seems to understand all that supernatural stuff.

I don't need anyone to read to me.

Touchy, much?

I'm not touchy, I'm trying to read Old English and Germanic.

This might even be magical texts.

My God, is that how we talk to each other now?

Look, the best I can figure is this Pope...

learned how to conjure up demons to do his bidding.

Ugh, demons?

Are we really talking about this garbage?

Well, when you can come up with a better idea, why don't you let us know?

The Pope was conjuring up a specific demon

that would dole out death and destruction for him, named Choronzon.

But Choronzon...

He thought he could control him, because Choronzon would kill for him

but there would be a lot of, uh... collateral damage as well.

Do you think Mr Simms called out a demon to harm someone on the plane?

OK, I'll play along to this.

Now, if Simms called it up, why would it Kill him?

Maybe he lost control of the demon.

Or he wanted to kill himself and take everyone on board with him.

The real question is, could something in that book somehow protect us?

What if the book is meaningless? I mean, after all, it is a crazy guy's book.

Well, that's the only thing that we have to go on...

Aeryn, please.

I'm trying to find the answers to these questions in the book

so Aeryn, please, go in the back and keep an eye on all those people, alright?

While I continue to study this.

Where's Adam?

He's in the cockpit.

Simms had some kind of book on magic.

Adam says that may be the key to explain what's...

- what's going on. - Magic?

What kind of magic?

I don't know, something about a Pope.

I'll be a son of a bitch.

The Grimoires of Pope Honorius.

Yeah.

Yeah, he said it was a demon.

Choronzon.

How do you even know this?

Sweetie, in my line of work, you see all kinds of crazy shit.

I used to date a black witch for two years.

Man, her heart was black as tar, but, boy, could she, uh...

- OK. - We get the picture.

Um, OK...

So, I'm gonna take you to Adam, OK?

- Let's go, ma'am. - Are you gonna be OK?

I'll be OK.

This is good.

Where did you say you met her?

Along, long time ago on tour.

Adam.

Adam!

I brought an expert on black magic.

A-ha, I'm no expert, but I might know something.

Can you read this stuff?

Tower Control, this is Falcon Air Flight 88, do you copy?

- Yeah, I remember this. - And that makes you an expert?

Tower Control, this is Falcon Air Flight 88, do you copy?

Mayday, mayday!

You know the briefcase?

Did you happen to find a cross and a dagger there?

How the hell would you know that?

Lucky guess, uh... give me a minute or two.

Oh, God!

Everybody put your seatbelts on!

Mayday, mayday!

Hold on, hold on.

He's g...

- David's gone. - Oh, my God.

Lynn!

Aeryn! Aeryn, it skipped me!

It skipped me! It didn't take me!

I was sure it wanted me! I was sure it was coming for me.

But it didn't take me!

The seatbelt.

The seatbelt, it worked!

David's gone.

What?

No!

Not David, he was such a good man!

He had such a good heart!

It's not fair! Why would it take him?

I don't know...

I don't know.

Shit...

I'm sorry.

Listen to me.

This is very important.

Choronzon, it's very dangerous.

Aleister Crowley, a famous magician, damn near lost his life

trying to conjure him.

This fucking thing is a shapeshifter.

He can appear as anything or anyone at any given time.

This thing controls its mind.

Wait a minute, what exactly is a shapeshifter?

When Crowley tried to summon him, this thing appeared as a woman

a bird, all kinds of different things.

Even Crowley himself,

Well, how the hell do I know who I'm dealing with here?

Man, I suggest you can trust nobody.

How do we Kill it?

Think the best way to do it is just to rid ourselves of it.

OK, first thing we gotta do is get someone in this pilot seat.

- You want me to get Aeryn? - No, no, no.

- I got someone else in mind. - Oh, no, no, no...

No, it's not you. It's not you.

Gather this stuff up, get in the back, I'll meet you there in a little bit

- but sun... send Rochelle up. - Why her?

Y'know, she doesn't seem to be shaken up by any of this disappearances, nothing

she's, like... cool.

- I trust her in the pilot seat. - You got it.

Rochelle, Adam needs you in the cockpit.

I think we have a plan.

I know that this is bad timing, but...

I have to use the restroom.

I'm coming with you.

So, Smokey said you needed to see me?

Are we alone at last?

Take the pilot seat.

Excuse me?

I need somebody with a steady hand that I can depend on.

OK...

Hmm, uh...

What do I need to do?

Alright, now listen close.

The plane's on autopilot, that's this switch here,

Now, autopilot will get us to London but it won't land the plane, you understand?

- Yes. - OK.

Air control in London is gonna contact you

when they're ready to take control of the plane.

At that moment, you flick this switch, and then this switch.

And that turns off autopilot, OK?

Such a simple task.

Uh, why don't you just ask Aeryn?

- It's simple but it actually has to be done. - Ah,

And you're the only one I trust to actually do it.

Everybody's very nervous back there.

You don't seem so affected. Somehow, uh...

you're calm, and I know I can rely on you.

I understand.

I won't let you down, I just, uh...

Do you mind waiting with me for a few minutes?

Sure.

Um...

What, uh...

May I ask, what are you and Smokey doing?

Honestly, I'm not sure what the hell we're doing.

- You're OK, right? - Yeah.

Everything's gonna be OK.

I don't know why this is happening.

I don't either.

Hurry.

Just hurry.

Aeryn! Are you there?

Aeryn, open this door right now!

Somebody!

What?

Aeryn. Aeryn's gone.

Don't let her go.

I got her, Don't let her go. I... I'm...

- I'm in the middle of something. - I got her, I got her.

It's OK.

It's OK, don't worry.

I got you.

I got you.

Everything's OK.

It's not gonna be OK!

- It's all OK, it's gonna be OK. - No, it's not!

I promise you. I promise.

Don't worty about a thing. We got this.

I found an exorcism spell for houses.

It's the best I could do.

You know, maybe it's gonna work on a plane. Give it a shot.

See what happens.

Let's hope it does.

What can we do to help, Marshall?

Well, one thing, we gotta work together.

The only way we're gonna survive is if we stick together,

- Good luck. - You too.

- Steady hands. - OK.

Wait a minute, you hold the crucifix, point it up.

Point it up, point it towards the monster or whatever the fuck it is.

Alright, I'll do the incantation.

0 thou puissant prince Rhadamanthus...

that do punish in thy perpetual prison of perplexity...

the disobedient demons in hell...

I conjure, bind and charge thee

in the name of Lucifer, that thou should punish and torment

the disobedient Choronzon

until he comes corporally to my sight and obeys my commands

and...

and charges whatsoever I command and charge him.

Fiat, fiat, fiat.

Amen.

It's...

It's her.

Fly the plane, Smokey.

Be careful!

Choronzon.

God, I don't know how to fly this damn thing.

Oh, Jesus...

In the name of the puissant prince, Rhadamanthus

that doth punish the disobedient demons in hell, I command thee.

Fiat! Fiat!

Fiat!

Amen!

Mayday, mayday!

Mayday! This is Falcon 88!

I command thee!

Leave this plane!

You can't command me...

I was summoned here to destroy this plane and everyone on board.

You can't stop me.

Who summoned you?

Mm...

My master.

I summoned you.

I'm your master.

I command you.

Choronzon, I command you now!

Choronzon, most disobedient of demons...

I command you now!

Adam...

You still want me.

You wanted me from the moment you met me.

Isn't that right?

You can have me...

forever.

You can be my king.

Mayday, mayday! This is Falcon Air, requesting an emergency landing!

I would rather die in peace...

than serve in hell as thy slave.

But you would be my king.

And we will rule forever,

What's that book?

Don't read it.

Listen to me!

O Choronzon, by the virtue and power of the elder gods

leave this plane!

Smokey, you promised me!

Damn the promises, man!

Alga On Tetragrammoton...

I commend thee to the deepest and darkest pit in hell to be punished and tormented.

And by the Lord and Saviour, Jesus Christ, I cast thee into the fiery pit of hell

for all eternity.

In nomine Patris...

filii et spiriti sancti...

Amen!

Smokey, let me do it.

Let me do it, here.

Hold this, hold the cross.

- We're going too fast. - Well, slow it down!

Air brake, air brake, air brake.

- Air brake! - What can I do to help?

The gear, the gear.

The landing gear, the landing gear, here.

Here, here, here.

Come on, baby!

Oh, my God...

- I did it. - That was amazing!

Who's a hero now?

Damn...

"Skies Of Grey" by Leaving Eden.