All language subtitles for Deadly.Mile.High.Club English

[majestic music]

[thunder crashing]

[dramatic music]

I'm so sorry, baby, I thought
we could outrun this storm.

Don't worry, we got this.

Mammoth tower, this is Cessna
November 6398 Charlie,

traveling 1-4-1
16 miles east of your position.

Juliet, do you copy?

[lightning strikes]

That's not good;
call it in.

Mammoth tower, Mayday, Mayday.

We've got a stalled engine,
and...

The radio's dead.

We gotta land.

Mayday! Mayday! Latitude 37.9,
longitude -108.

Mayday! Latitude 37.9,
longitude -108!

[glass shattering]

[equipment beeping]

Tanya?

I'm Dr. Hammond.

You're in Mammoth Hospital.

You were in a plane crash.

Do you remember?

[faint utterance]

Where... where is he?

The man who was
in the plane with you?

He didn't survive.

I'm sorry.

[she weeps softly]

[somber music]

[upbeat music]

I don't care about
your wife's problem, Javier.

Turn around and talk to me.

When my water broke, Il drove
myself to the hospital.

And the day after delivery,
I was back at the job.

So tell your wife to suck it up.

And you, ha!

You better get your ass
to work on time

or you're outta here.

Comprende?
I-I don't have to listen to this.

Don't you walk away
when I'm talking to you.

I know you're drinking my decaf
and I don't appreciate it.

It's the one luxury
I have in this life.

Ladies and gentlemen,
welcome to flight school!

My name is Tanya Jackson

and I will be your tour guide
through this amazing adventure.

[laughter]

Today, I am gonna start
by introducing you

to some of the dials
that you will find

in a real cockpit.

The altimeter,

vertical speed,
airspeed, heading,

and my favorite horizontal
friend at 3,000 feet,

the attitude indicator.

I'll let you guys take a look.

Before we get started,
I wanna meet everybody.

Hi.

What's your name?

J-Jake Sherman.

Hi!

You must be Tanya.

Jacob Mathews.

Nice to meet you,
Captain Mathews.

Uh, call me Jake.

And that was your first takeoff!

Woo-hoo!

Nice to meet you, Jake.

Don't worry, we got this.

So, Jake.

What do you do?

I'm operations manager
at MetroTech.

We make, uh, lighting fixtures
for houses and office buildings.

Hm. Sounds interesting.

It's not, I hate it.

[laughter]

Why do you want to learn
how to fly?

I've always been
interested in doing it.

I mean, if I can.

I hear it's really tough,

so I don't even know
if it's possible for me.

I just came by today
to check it out

- and see if maybe...
- Jake?

Yeah?

It's possible.

That's what I'm here for.

[he sighs]

[pensive music]

[sniffling]

[softly gasps]

Jake!

Oh! You came back!

So what'd your professor
think of your outline?

He liked it, but to qualify
as a dissertation,

I have to interview
more survivors.

You've already done
a ton of interviews.

Tell me about it;
this doctorate thing never ends.

You know what?
Let's get away.

Let's go on vacation,

somewhere like Hawaii
or something.

Hawaii's expensive.

And after they raised
your tuition?

We ain't got it.

You're no fun!

[doorbell rings]

- That's my mom.
- Oh man, now?

She's just gonna
be a minute, shh!

Hi, sweetheart.

Hi, Mom.

Thank you for bringing these.
You didn't have to wash them.

It was such a great party
the other night, wasn't it?

Where the hell'd you go
this afternoon?

Hi, Margaret.
So nice of you to join us.

You think you can leave at 2:00
and I'm not gonna notice?

Don't talk about work
when we're at home, remember?

We have an agreement.

Yeah. But your husband
also agreed

he was gonna run
the entire shop in six months.

It's what your father wanted.

I finished the inventory.

I woulda been sitting around
the rest of my shift.

That's not the point!

How'm I gonna promote you
over Randy or Ted

or any of the other guys
if you disappear

in the middle of the afternoon?

Listen to me.

I've got a big investors meeting
in Santa Barbara next month.

I've gotta be able
to look them in the eye

and convince them
you can run it when I retire.

I'm taking flying lessons.

Flying lessons?

[she cackles]

You are gonna fly a plane?

Don't you have to be, like,
smart to do that?

Mom, please!

Are you staying for dinner?

Should I make you a plate?

Don't even bother.
I'm leaving.

Look. If this little airplane
hobby of yours

gets in the way of work,

you and I are gonna have
a problem.

Do we have a problem, Jake?

No. We don't.

Good.

Don't say anything.

Here's $2,000.

Just take it, baby,
I know you need it.

I'll see you later.

I'll see you at work.

And I really like
the instructor,

she's got tons of experience.

Can't wait to get started.

What's the matter?

If we don't have money
to go on vacations,

how can you afford
flying lessons?

I checked and they're not cheap.

No, they're not.

Why didn't you tell me?

I wanted to surprise you.

Look, what I really wanna do
is get my own airplane.

That way, we can go on vacation

anytime we want,
anywhere in the world.

How are you gonna pay for this?

And where are we supposed
to keep an airplane?

In the backyard?

Okay, you wanna know
why I didn't tell you?

Because every time
we talk about something

that I wanna do,
you shoot it down.

No, I don't.

Yes, you do.

Do you really think
you're gonna learn how to fly?

Aren't you supposed to know
a little bit about

math and physics?

I mean, no offense, babe,

but you barely graduated
high school.

Wow.

Thanks.

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean it like that.

Yeah, you did.

You're a writer, you know
exactly what you mean to say.

You're right.

I did mean it like that.

I just don't think you have
the self-discipline it takes

to be a pilot.

If it wasn't for me
literally pushing you

out of bed every morning,

you'd never make it
to work on time.

It's bad enough I have to work
for your mother all day.

Now I have
to sleep with her too?

Terrific.

I can't believe
you just said that to me!

- Look. I'm just saying...
- No! Don't touch me.

That's the worst thing
you can say to a woman,

is that I remind you
of your mother-in-law.

Well, you sounded
just like her right now.

You can go sleep in the living
room if you feel that way.

- Baby, come on.
- No! I'm serious.

If you don't wanna sleep with me

because I remind you
of my mother,

then go.

Sleep in the living room.

[soft music]

[she sighs]

Cable traffic,

Cessna Five Nine Two Romeo
is taxiing to 2-4.

Now tell him
you're taking off on 2-4.

Taking off on 2-4.

Departure to the, uh, west.

Great, that's all you gotta say.

Now take your foot
off the brake,

pull back on the yoke,
right hand on your throttle,

yep.

Now head right for the 2-7 sign
and then you just swoop around

so you have a good, clear
shot of the final.

Good. Okay,
and nice and smooth...

all the way to full power.

Now, anticipate
the airplane's gonna want

to yaw to the left
because of the torque.

[simulated engine roar]

There you go,
that's your first takeoff.

[applause and congratulations]

[suspenseful music]

Now, bring it up to 1300.

Turn on your crosswind light.

[click]

Now, take a left.

You're gonna take your foot
off the right rudder

to come left.

[beeping]

No, the right rudder
to come left.

No... right rudder,
not the left.

Not so quick on the yoke.

Oh! Don't overcompensate
so much, no...

[rapid beeping]

[sound of explosion]

That's okay, that's what
flight simulators are for.

Ms. Jackson?

Hey, Jake!
Please... please call me Tanya.

Tanya, um, I'm just curious.

How'm I doing?

Oh gosh,
don't worry about today.

You sure?

Because if I don't
have what it takes,

you'll be honest with me, right?

It takes practice, you know?

Just... you gotta
put in the time.

Flight time, simulator time,

lots and lots of time.

Right. Yeah.

Thank you.

Hey, Jake?

What are you doing right now?

[lively music]

Thanks for taking me up.

My pleasure.

Hey, you know,
there's a little box

of airplane parts back there.

I gotta drop 'em off
at a skydiving school

in Palm Springs.

You wanna come with me?

When?

Now.

Now?

Uh... thanks,
but I should get back.

I got an early day tomorrow.

It's only an hour flight,
we'll be back by 8:00.

Oh. Duh.

So is that a yes?

That's a yes!

[chuckling]

So how long you been married?

Your, uh, wedding ring.

Oh. Right.

Um, six years.

You?

Uh, never married.

I, uh, came close, but...

What happened?

He... he died.

In the plane crash.

Oh. Right.

Sorry.

I read about that.

Before I enrolled,
I checked you out.

You probably discovered
that I'm an expert

at what not to do.

I bet your wife's excited
that you're learning how to fly.

Not really.

She's kinda totally against it.

We got into a big fight
about it.

That's not good.

Yeah, I've been
sleeping on the couch

for the past week.

Mm.

So I have a confession to make.

Actually, it's like
two confessions.

Okay.

When you first
came into my class,

I couldn't take my eyes off you.

Whoa.

I'm sorry,
does that freak you out?

No, no, no, it's okay.

[self-conscious chuckle]

What's the other confession?

The other one is
about me delivering

the box of airplane parts
to the skydiving school.

Yeah, I don't have to.

I-I made the whole thing up.

Oh.

I just...

I wanted to spend
a little more time with you.

That's um...

that's really...

There's a hotel
around the corner.

You know, if you wanna
just relax

for a little bit.

I, uh...

I can't, I should get home.

So you can sleep on the sofa?

So I can sleep on the sofa.

I've never really
done this before.

[chuckling]

[moaning]

I can't.

I'm married, I just...

I'm sorry, I can't.

Uh...

Okay.

Um, just excuse me.

[tense music]

Mayday!
Latitude 37.9...

Jacob Mathews.

He didn't survive.

Your wife's a lucky girl.

But you know, she's wrong
about you flying.

That she is.

Let's just forget
any of this ever happened.

I really appreciate that.

I feel, like,
so guilty right now, I just...

Shh, just...
it's okay.

Look, it's our secret, okay?
Nobody has to know.

And look, why don't you bring
your wife to class next Thursday

and I will take you both up,
free of charge?

Maybe if she sees you
in a cockpit,

she'll change her mind
about you being a pilot.

Really?

You'd be okay with that?

Yeah, of course.

[plane's engine droning]

Annie, what are you doing
next Thursday?

You wanna come by class
and see Jake fly next week?

Oh, no, no, please don't.

I have class on Thursdays
until 6:00.

That's too bad.

Hey, Annie, check this out.

[Annie gasps]

[dramatic music]

[Tanya cackles]

Isn't it incredible?

No, not really!

Tanya, I don't
think you should...

When I'm up here,
I feel like a goddess,

like I have wings.

Feel that Annie, huh?

- Do you have wings?
- No, I don't have wings!

- Sure you can't fly?
- Yep! I'm pretty sure.

Come on, everybody can fly.

It's easy.
I'll teach you.

What are you doing? Stop!

Tanya! What the hell
are you doing?

Please stop!

Jake! This isn't funny!

[Annie screams]

[he screams]

[she laughs]

Everybody can fly, it's easy.

I'll teach you.

You wanna sign up
for flying lessons?

Uh, no, I'm kinda busy
with school and all.

Oh. That's right, I forgot.

[Tanya chuckles]

See you next Thursday, Jake.

Okay. Thanks, Tanya.

That woman scares me, babe.

She's fine.

She's an adrenaline junkie

and I'm pretty sure
she has a death wish.

She's an incredible pilot

and she's been
really good to me.

Look, I need you
to have my back.

There's a feeling I get
when I'm up there.

I can't explain it,
but it's like

- I was born to do this.
- Would you promise me

you'll be careful?

Unlike...

I promise.

Sorry for what I said last week.

Me too.

[tender music]

[music turns eerie]

You're not gonna get him.

He's mine.

[engine roars]

Just try to keep 80.

Just set whatever pitch
attitude's gonna give you 80.

- Throttle back?
- Nope, nope,

leave the throttle
right where it is.

Put your hand on the trim wheel.

Yep, just start
trimming it back.

Yeah. There you go.

Now, there's a shopping mall...

Oh. You see those
square buildings

- over there?
- Yeah.

Yeah. I want you
to head for that mall.

I'm gonna let go.

Whoa!

Hey, this is my neighborhood.

Oh, really? Huh.

Why don't you take it down
to about 500 feet?

- That low?
- Yeah, sure, be fine.

My house should be
right about...

[suspenseful music]

there.

Now, you're gaining airspeed
so you're gonna gain lift,

so when it gets to 100,

I want you to pull the power
back to 2200 RPMs.

Jake? You hear me?

Uh, yeah.

You okay?

I'm good.

Hey, babe.

Guess what I did today?

I got my outline approved.

And the professor loved it!

I didn't have time to cook,
so I went to Whole Foods

and put a down payment
on a dinner.

But don't worry, I got
everything that you like.

Who's the guy?

What guy?

The guy you were kissing
this afternoon.

I wasn't kissing a guy
this afternoon.

Yeah, you were.

Right out there in the driveway.

- I saw you.
- You saw me?

What, were you taking flying
lessons over the house

or something?

Well, you have our house
mistaken for somebody else's

because I was at school
this afternoon.

I kinda know
what our house looks like.

I saw you kiss him,
and then you took him in here

and you had sex with him,
didn't you?

Didn't you hear me?

I wasn't here this afternoon,
I was at school!

You can ask my professor.

Why don't you just admit it?

You're not attracted
to me anymore.

- What?
- You haven't wanted

to have sex with me
for the past three years.

- That's not true.
- Yes it is.

You know it is.

Look, if you wanna date
other people,

- just tell me.
- What? No! Babe,

I don't wanna date anybody else.

Look, whatever it is you think
you saw at 30,000 feet,

- it wasn't me.
- You don't go up

- to an altitude that high.
- Okay, whatever,

you have me mistaken
for somebody else.

Do you need your space again?

That's what this is, isn't it?

No! Babe, look,
you're starting to worry me.

I didn't do anything.

Okay. Fine.

You're not gonna admit it.

I'll tell you what.

We need to take a little break.

What? Where is this coming from?

Until you figure out
what you wanna do,

I'm gonna go stay
at Tom's place for a while.

No!

Look, this is insane.

Could you just slow down
and talk to me, please?

Babe!

Babe, will you knock this off?

Look, will you just stop?

I didn't do anything,
you have this all wrong!

- Babe!
- Don't text me, don't call me.

[car starts]

You can sleep in the living room

if you feel that way.

Now, we can't fix
a broken heart, but

with a little tape and glue,

you can fix about anything else.

Say you crash land
in the middle of nowhere

and injuries are more than
just scrapes and bruises, right?

Well...

Scalpels, splints, chloroform,

tracheostomy kit,
battery-powered defib,

you name it.

Now, we have an EMT seminar
that covers

everything in this kit,

but do you guys
have any questions?

Okay, all right, well,
great day, everybody.

I'll see you guys next week.

- Thanks, Tanya.
- Bye, Ms. Jackson.

Hey. How you doing?

I'm okay.

Really? You don't seem okay.

What's going on?

Remember when we flew
over my house last week?

Yeah.

Well, I saw Annie
with another guy.

- Oh.
- So I moved out.

We're taking a little break.

I'm, um...
I'm sorry to hear that.

Yeah. She's just...

I don't know.

Six years, I mean, she's
getting bored with me, I guess.

- Mm.
- Anyway, it is what it is.

Well, does that mean
that your flight instructor

can ask you
what you're doing tonight?

Um... I can't.

Why not? You're not
with her anymore, so...

It's just a little soon.

Come on, do you not like me?

I know you like me, Jake.

It's too soon.

- Sorry.
- Yeah. It's okay.

Bye.

Hey, handsome.

You wanna be a pilot?

Um... yeah. Who are you?

I'm Penelope.

This is my friend Betty.

- What's your name?
- Jake.

Hi, Jake. We fly
with Captain Gonzo Rogers.

- Have you heard of him?
- Yeah, the, uh, stunt pilot?

Yeah, he runs a flight school
out of Santa Monica Airport.

His students fly
for the best airlines.

Blue Angels, Thunderbirds,
you name it.

- Whoa.
- We're actually having

an open campus
at the hangar this weekend.

You should come by and say hi.

Betty and I will be there.

The address and time
are on the back.

Thanks, ladies. Bye!

- Thank you, goodbye.
- We're just talking to...

No, you're trying
to steal my students,

I know who you are
and who you work for.

- Jesus, girl, relax.
- Okay, just tell Gonzo

this is really uncool, okay?

I don't go down to Santa Monica

and poach his students, do I?

Get lost.

Jesus, what'd they give you?

Oh my God, this guy spends
a fortune on marketing.

- You know him?
- We used to race together.

Typical macho knucklehead.

Believe me, you don't
wanna learn from this guy.

[phone ringing]

It's the shop, they've been
blowing up my phone all day.

I gotta get back.

Okay, well maybe
this weekend I'll see...

What's the problem?

[upbeat music]

Jake!

You made it.

- Hey, yeah.
- Let me introduce you

to the captain.

- Captain Rogers?
- Excuse me.

- This is Jake Sherman.
- Jake. Glad to meet you.

Penelope tells me great things.

So you wanna be a pilot, yeah?

Yeah, I'm, you know,
thinking about it.

Oh, come on.

You're doing more
than thinking about it,

you're taking lessons
already, right?

Yeah, with, uh, Tanya Jackson,
do you know her?

Of course.

She's terrific.

Tough as nails, that woman.

What's she been through, hello?

She and an old
pilot buddy of mine...

And his name was Jake too...

They took a nosedive
into the Rockies, bam!

My friend dies,

Tanya gets medevacked out,

spends a whole month in ICU
drooling all over herself.

Dude, I'm surprised they
renewed her pilot's license,

frankly.

But yeah, she's one of the best.

I've learned a lot

- from her so far.
- Jake.

Where's the money at
in air travel?

I mean, where's it headed?

Commercial passenger
and freight.

FedEx, UPS, Amazon.

Look. I'll get
right to the point.

Tanya's great
if you wanna learn how to fly

the little crop dusters
on the weekends.

You know, take the family
to the Grand Canyon,

that sort of thing.

But if you wanna learn
to fly the big birds

for major airlines,

if you wanna jockey the F-18s
at the speed of sound...

- You feel me, yeah?
- Yeah.

If you wanna be
Top Gun material,

this is where it's happening.

Got it.

Penelope,
show him the simulator.

- Absolutely.
- Classes start Sunday at 01200.

See you on the flight line,
amigo.

[he sighs]

Gonzo Rogers.
Nice to meet you.

[insects chirring]

[phone vibrating]

[phone vibrating]

Hi, Tanya.
How you doing?

Hey.

I'm, uh, okay.

- Where are you?
- At my friend's place,

in his spare room.

Oh, I hope I'm not
calling too late.

No, that's okay.

He's never around.

What's up?

Nothing, I'm just lying here
thinking about you.

You were?

Yeah, well,
ever since Palm Springs,

I've been thinking
about you a lot.

Mm, you have?

I know I probably shouldn't
be saying this, but,

I don't know, after going
through the crash and all,

if there's one thing I learned,
it's that life is short,

and if you have feelings
for somebody,

you should tell them.

You're... you're
right about that.

Hm.

Um, what are you doing tomorrow?

I have the day off.

You wanna go see a movie?

- I can't.
- Oh. Why not?

Tanya, I went to the open
campus down at Gonzo's hangar.

- You did?
- Yeah, um...

I'm gonna start
taking lessons with him.

- Really?
- I... I think it'll be

good for me, and Sunday at noon,

he's doing a solo
stunt demonstration

for all the new students,
and I really wanna be there.

- I see.
- I can't afford to take

flying lessons
at two places, so...

I'm gonna have
to drop your class.

- You understand, right?
- No, Jake...

he's not safe,
you don't understand.

I've known the guy for years,

I can't tell you how many times
he's come this close

- to buying the farm.
- Well, I checked his record,

- he's never crashed.
- Oh... and I have,

is that what you mean?

I didn't say that.

Please, don't take this
personally.

How can I not?

I'm...

Jake, please be honest.

Am I... am I coming
on too strong?

No.

Not at all.

Because I have this tendency
to be a little aggressive

in situations like this,
and I just...

I don't wanna scare you away.

Look, you're a great instructor
and you've taught me so much,

but I'm... I'm gonna do this.

I'm really sorry.

Well, we... we can still
hang out, right? You and me?

Even though
I'm not your instructor.

I don't know
if that's a good idea.

I mean, if I'm studying with
somebody else, you know,

it could get awkward.

- I, uh, I get it.
- I'll... I'll check in.

Let you know how it's going.

Okay!

Goodnight.

[he groans]

[she weeps]

So, where's Jake this morning?

Um, you remember his friend Tom?

Yeah. Guy who lives
around the corner.

Yeah. Um, Jake's staying
at his place.

What do you mean,
he's staying at his place?

Why?

What's that look?

I know that look.
What's going on?

We're separated.

When did this happen?

About a week and a half ago.

He thinks I'm cheating on him.

I try calling him
but he doesn't answer.

I don't know what else to do.

That son of a bitch.

I knew he was a mistake.

Oh, honey, why didn't
you tell me?

Because I didn't
want you to worry.

Worry? I'm your mother

and I'm his employer.

I don't believe him.

He's been coming to work
every day

just keeping this secret
from me.

- I'm gonna fire his ass.
- No, Mom, don't!

We need the money.

I've gotta drive
to Santa Barbara next week

and meet with the investors.

How'm I gonna sell them on Jake
if you are getting a divorce?

No, we're not getting a divorce.

Jake and I will work this out,
I promise.

I love him and I don't
wanna lose him over this.

I told you not to marry him.
Did you listen? No.

Please.

Don't say anything to him.

[she sighs]

You're my baby.

And this jerkwad thinks
he can just break your heart

and walk out on you?

Oh, honey.

Don't you see what he's doing?

He's the one cheating.

He's having the affair.

That's why he's accusing you
of having one.

I'm gonna get him on the phone.

Forget that, he'll never answer.

Uh, he's at Tom's?

I know where that is, I'm gonna
drive over there.

- No, don't you dare.
- Someone's gotta pound

some sense into this moron.

No, I just wanted
to talk to you, okay?

I don't want you
in the middle of this.

Please.

All right.

All right, Annie.

Please don't mention this
to him.

I won't.

I promise.

Oh boy.

What the hell's
the matter with you?

Sorry, Margaret,
can't talk right now.

Oh, you're gonna
talk to me, dammit.

Hey!

How dare you accuse my daughter
of having an affair,

you bastard.

Open this door!

Don't you drive away while
I'm talking to you.

Jake!

I am your boss.

If you don't get back here right
now and talk to me, I'm gonna...

Damn him.

[tense music]

Looks great.

All right.

Make sure to get
the full deposit

from everyone today, all right?

I know. I heard you
the first 100 times.

Tanya Jackson.

The hell are you doing
down here?

Hm. I dunno.

Thought I'd talk
to some of your students,

see if they wanted
to drop your class,

train with me.

Don't mind, do you, Gonzo?

Don't mind at all.

Hey, what are you teaching
these days?

Crash landings?

[he chuckles]

Oh...

I'm gonna do a little
stunt demo in a minute.

Maybe you should stick around,
learn how it's done.

I'd love to.

All right,
what a good-looking bunch!

Ladies and gentlemen,
come on in.

Welcome to Flight Academy.

[cheers, applause]

Yeah!

Please allow me to introduce
an old friend of mine.

She's an amazing pilot,

and we used to compete
against each other

at the Reno Air Races.

Give it up for
Ms. Tanya Jackson.

[cheers, applause]

Before we start
the first lesson,

I thought I'd do a little
stunt demo for you guys.

How's that sound?

Yeah.

Now, I don't normally do this,

but it's the first day,
so why not?

Who wants to go for a ride?

Um, Captain...

Uh, how 'bout you, young man?

- What's your name again?
- Jake.

All right, Jake.

Uh, no.

I don't think
that's a good idea.

Really.

Why is that?

Because I... I have seen
your routine, Captain Rogers,

and you're one hell of
a wild man up there.

You got that right, babycakes.

- Let's do it.
- No, I'm... I'm serious.

You wanna do stunts,
do 'em by yourself.

You've got no business
putting your students at risk.

Spoken from the bully pulpit
of someone who crashed her plane

and killed her copilot,
Captain Jacob Mathews,

one of the best there ever was.

Can't be a lecture
on flight safety

from the likes of you.

Come on.

Jake!

Don't get on that plane.

I'll be okay.

[tense music]

Jake!

Oh boy.

That's my mother-in-law.

You should probably take
somebody else.

Captain, Tanya's right.

You can't do stunts
with the students.

We're not insured for it.

Fine.

Sorry, folks!

No passengers this time.

[group laments]

Watch and learn,

Miss Crash-and-Burn.

It's Sunday.

This is not interfering
with work.

Well, I thought you said you
weren't gonna do this anymore.

I'm gonna go watch the demo.

Flight safety.
Tanya, gimme a break.

In front of the students,
come on.

[propeller rumbles]

Woo-hoo-hoo!

Ha-ha-ha!

[applause]

[cheers, applause]

Excuse me.

You are breaking Annie's heart,
do you realize that?

She's got a new boyfriend.

- She's fine.
- No she doesn't.

She told me
she's not seeing anybody.

[cheers, applause]

God, I love bein' me.

Woo!

Look, I'm not gonna have this
conversation with you right now.

And what goes on
with me and Annie

is none of your business.

Yes it is my business.

She's my daughter,

and I'm not gonna let you
destroy her marriage.

It's my marriage too,
last I checked.

[Margaret scoffs]

Don't get smart with me.

[engine stutters]

What's going on?
C'mon, baby.

[engine cuts out]

I know exactly
what you're doing.

- What am I doing?
- You're accusing my daughter

of having an affair to cover up
the fact that you're having one.

Who is it?

Is it her?

- Is he sleeping with you?
- Margaret, stop.

I don't like you very much,
Jake, you wanna know why?

- Oh, do tell.
- Because you've got

the mental capacity
of a doughnut.

But for some reason,
my daughter's in love with you.

I'll be damned if I'm gonna
stand back

and watch you ruin her life.

[cheers, applause]

- [engine stuttering]
- Gah!

Come on, Gonzo.

Come on, Gonzo!

Well. You're gonna wipe
that ADD grin off your face,

go home, apologize to Annie,
and fix your marriage right now.

And forget all this
airplane flying nonsense.

Do you hear me?

Holy crap!

You wanna take flying lessons
from this guy?

Oh, honey, you're gonna
get yourself killed.

- [frantic clicking]
- No!

[he screams]

Ma'am... I can assure you.

Statistically, flying is
a lot safer than driving a car.

[he screams]

Here at Captain Rogers'
Flight Academy...

[he screams]

safety is our number one
priority.

[trailing scream,
clattering thud]

[gasps, murmurs, exclamations]

Excuse me, I'm looking for Jake.

Oh. Thanks.

Hey.

Hey!

Can I get a hug?

Mm. I haven't heard
from you in a while.

- How you been?
- All right, just...

been working.

I, um, I heard they shut down
Gonzo's school.

Yeah.

I guess you were right
about him.

Are... are you and Annie
back together?

I'm still staying
at my friend's place.

You... you wanna
go grab a coffee?

I can't.

But, um, come here.

I was hoping you'd call me
to sign up for private lessons.

Mango, pineapple, or mandarin?

Uh... pineapple?

I wanted to, but after
what happened with Gonzo,

my mother-in-law freaked.

Oh, yeah, I saw.

No, it got worse
when Annie found out.

I can't fly anymore.

What do you mean?
You have to fly.

I mean, it doesn't matter
what anybody says.

Flying's what you were
born to do, am I right?

No, I think 20 percent
discount's more fair.

Well, there's no way I'm gonna
pay for your full price

when your deliveries are late.

Okay, listen.

I'll teach you after work
or on your day off, no charge.

It won't cost anything but time

and nobody has to know.

- You'd do that?
- Yeah,

and I will behave myself.

There... there won't be
another Palm Springs.

Unless, of course,
it's your idea.

Tanya...

Yeah, that's all right.

[footsteps approaching]

Yeah, okay, yeah, I'll get back
to you as soon as I know.

Hi.

- Hi.
- Um, Margaret,

this is my friend Tanya.

Tanya, this is
my mother-in-law Margaret.

Have we met?

No, I don't think so.

So, um...

I'll, uh, I'll see you later.

Okay.

Thanks for coming by.

Is that your girlfriend?

Hey, I'm talking to you.

No, she's not my girlfriend.

- I don't believe you.
- Believe what you want.

The only reason
I haven't fired you yet

is because Annie
begged me not to.

[mellow music]

[sighs]

- Tanya Jackson.
- Yeah?

Margaret!

Hello again.
How did you find me?

I recognized you from
that plane crash demonstration.

Found your picture online.

Oh, uh... what can I do for you?

You could stay away
from my son-in-law.

I'm sorry, I don't understand.

Oh, I think you do.

He's married.
He works for me.

He doesn't have time
to go running around town

pretending he's
some sort of pilot.

Okay, I told Jake
that I could train him

after his work hours,
if that helps.

Oh, I'm sure you'd love to go
flying late at night with him.

With all due respect,
there's nothing romantic

going on between me and Jake.

I find that hard to believe.

Look, I'm gonna make this
simple for you, sweetie.

Either you stay away
from my son-in-law

or I'm gonna tell the people
that run this place

that you sleep
with your students.

See how they like that.

No more innocent visits
to his place of employment,

and no more flying lessons,

and if he tries
to enroll in this school,

you just reject his application.

Okay, yeah, I'm not
gonna argue with you.

Good.

But you know why
I care about Jake?

Actually, I am not
the least bit interested!

He was born to be a pilot.

He is good at it
and he loves it.

- Really, is that so?
- And when I meet someone

who has that kind of talent
for flying,

which is
my entire life's work...

Okay, I didn't come here
for chit-chat.

You and I have an understanding,
that's it.

I gotta go,
I got a long drive ahead of me.

- Where are you headed?
- What do you care?

I... I don't know,
maybe I can give you a ride.

- What, in that thing?
- Yeah, where are you going?

Santa Barbara.

Okay, I can get you there
in 30 minutes,

save you a two-hour drive.

Huh.

How much?

Usually it's $200 an hour,

but for a member

of Jake's family,
it's on the house.

- Really?
- Yeah.

Consider it a peace offering.

I'm a businesswoman,
Ms. Jackson,

and I know a good deal
when I see one.

[chuckles]

[plane rumbling]

And see, here,

I'm adjusting the trim,
which is really just like

a poor man's autopilot.

Kind of makes the flight
smooth or not smooth.

That's... that's it.

The rest is pretty
straightforward.

Okay, that's a lot to remember.

Jake could never memorize
all that.

Jake's actually
a really good pilot.

Jake?

[laughing]

Please. He's three tacos short

of a combo plate.

Can I ask you a question?

Why do you have such a low
opinion of your son-in-law?

Because he's an idiot.

He's lazy, unmotivated.

My daughter's beautiful.

She's incredible,
and she could've had

any man she wanted,
doctor, lawyer, anybody.

Instead she falls
for this worthless jerk,

this Jake fricking Sherman.

I wanted so much more for her.

I worked my whole life,

built up a business
alongside her dad, for what?

To leave it to her
and this... this Jake?

This loser?

And if you think
that that bed stain

masquerading as my son-in-law
has the chops to be a pilot,

you're not only deluding
yourself,

you're as stupid as he is.

No wonder you crashed
your plane.

[music intensifying]

[screaming]

What the hell are you doing?

[intense music]

[Margaret screaming]

Oh, God, no!

[Margaret screaming]

[phone ringing]

[sighs]

- Hello?
- Hi, am I speaking

with Annie Sherman?

- Uh, yes, who is this?
- This is

the Los Angeles County
Coroner's Office.

Just confirming, your mother
is Margaret Harris, correct?

- Uh, what happened? -I'm
sorry to tell you this,

but your mother passed away
tonight at roughly 8:38 p.m.

What? How?

It looks like
she committed suicide.

Her body was found at the base
of the Palm Vista Bank building

in downtown Los Angeles.

What do you mean,
she committed suicide?

That's what the police
are telling us.

Apparently a lot of people
jump off this building.

I'm sorry.
Her car was parked

a few blocks away,
keys in the ignition.

We're assuming you want to
retrieve the vehicle, correct?

[soft music]

Ms. Sherman,
are you there?

Dear family and friends,

we gather today to celebrate

the life of Margaret Harris,

beloved wife, mother,
and friend to the community.

Her time on Earth
was a blessing to us all,

and she will be missed.

It doesn't make sense.

I mean, she had her problems,

but... she wasn't depressed.

- She was miserable.
- Don't say that.

- She wasn't miserable.
- She was.

She was mean to everybody.

Me, people at the shop.

The only person
she was ever nice to was you.

What about the business?

I mean, you and I own it now,

and somebody needs to be there
to run it full time.

I say we sell it.

I don't know about that,
it's a money-maker.

Do you want to make
lighting fixtures

for the rest of your life?

- No.
- Well, I've done it

for the past year
and I'm not doing it anymore.

We're gonna sell the place,
and I'm gonna fly airplanes.

What's gotten into you?

You never used
to talk like this.

Is that a problem?

I kinda like it.

I miss you.

I didn't do what you said I did.

Can we not talk about this,
please?

I just want you
to come back home.

[sobbing]

Yeah, but you can't
go back to her.

She's a mess, I have to.

No, you don't.
Come on, man.

- She's playing you.
- What do you mean?

You told me she's not attracted
to you anymore.

That's, you know, part of being
in a long-term relationship.

She cheated on you,

and you saw her, right?

It was a one-time thing,
and she swears she didn't do it,

so I don't really even know
if what I saw was her

or if it could've been...

- What about her mom?
- What about her?

Well, when Margaret
would treat you like dirt,

did Annie ever defend you

or tell her mom
to shut the hell up?

No! In fact,
Annie agreed with her.

You told me she did.

Yeah, well,
she's made some mistakes.

Will you stop making excuses
for her?

Give yourself some credit.

I don't know if it's
all the years of abuse

that you've endured
from your mother-in-law or what,

but, I mean, you've no idea
how wonderful you are.

You know, you work hard,

you're always trying
to do right by other people.

You're handsome.

And you're one hell of a pilot.

God, I know this is
gonna sound really silly, but...

You remind me of what life
was like before the crash.

Annie doesn't know
what she needs.

But I know I need you.

I married her.

I made a commitment,

and I can't just quit
at the first sign of trouble.

I still want to take
flying lessons with you,

but I'm gonna go back
to my wife.

- It's the right thing to do.
- It wasn't a one-time thing.

What?

She's still cheating on you.

I took some aerial photos.

I know that I shouldn't have,

but I was worried about you, so.

[tense music]

That's your backyard, right?

Right.

And that's Annie.

When did you take these?

Last week.

[mouse clicking]

She likes getting massaged
under the sun.

And she...

likes to do...

other things...

under the sun as well.

[sighs]

I'm sorry.

You wanna go fly an airplane?

Yeah.

[engine whirring]

Okay, give me
a 45-degree turn to the right.

And remember, turn to the right

while you're descending,
there's no...

No rudder on the turns,
only to initiate the turns.

Good, exactly. Why?

Because when you do that,
it offsets adverse yaw.

Yeah, you're doin' great!

You're not just sayin' that?

No, I'm not just sayin' that!

Come on, you're a pilot, man.

You're doin' it.

[gentle music]

[seatbelt clicks]

Careful.

Uh... what are you doin'?

[laughing]

I'm maybe... giving you...

a chance...

at revenge.

Um, I don't think you should...

[tense music]

[plane roaring]

Houston, we have a problem.

[moaning]

[soft music]

[laughing]

[moaning]

After you sell the business,
what are you gonna do?

Think I'm gonna buy an airplane.

I saw an ad online
for a 1947 Cessna.

- Price of a used car.
- Really?

I was thinking about
going back to Mexico.

We could borrow
my friend's Gulfstream.

Baja.

Mexico City.

Cozumel.

Cool.

- We should do it.
- We will.

No, I mean... now.

Like, tomorrow.

Are you serious?

Yeah!

Okay, why not?

Really, you will?

[birdsong]

[doorbell ringing]

Hi, Annie, how ya doin'?

Hey, Lindsey.

Wait, where are you?

I'm at the mall, I'm not home.

I'm looking at you
through my doorbell camera.

- Do you see it there?
- Oh, I didn't even notice.

That's the whole point.

I kept getting packages
stolen off my porch,

so I figured
I'd get one of these.

Very cool.

I am so sorry about your mom.

How are you holding up?

Oh, I'm... I'm okay.

Hey, listen, I, um,

I got a letter
addressed to you in my mailbox.

The mail lady must've made
a mistake.

Oh, just put it in the mailbox.

I'll be home in 30 minutes.
I'll grab it then.

Thanks, hon,
I really appreciate it.

No problem.

[mellow music]

[chiming]

What's up?

Hey, Lindsey,
sorry to bother you again, um...

I have a favor to ask.

So, you're in luck.

My husband is amazing
with computers and cameras.

He disabled the motion sensor,

so it sees everything
all the time.

I don't understand.

It's not important.

Good news is,
this video's been recording

for, I don't know,
a month, longer?

Oh, okay, cool.

So whatever you're looking for,
it should be on there.

- I gotta run.
- Okay, thank you.

I will bring it to you
when I'm done, okay?

Call me, let me know
what you find.

I am so curious.

This is, like,
one of those detective shows.

CSI, whatever, I love those!

Thank you again,
I'll see you soon.

Okay.

[tense music]

[exhales]

[engine starting]

[clicking]

[doorbell ringing]

Sorry, can I help you?

M, yeah, uh, is that your car?

Yeah. Something wrong?

You were in my driveway
a couple weeks ago, weren't you?

I'm sorry, who are you?

I'm Annie.

Look, um, this is my house
and this is your car,

and I'm pretty sure
that's you with some guy.

Who are you and what
were you doing there?

Oh, man, they didn't get
permission, did they?

- Who's they?
- You know, the photographers.

Oh, I knew something was fishy
when they paid me in cash.

What? What are you
talking about?

Look, I'm just the model.
If you wanna get mad about them

shooting on your property,
you'll have to talk to the cops.

No, wait, look. My husband saw
you and he thought you were me.

He left me because he thought
I was kissing some guy.

I'm just trying to figure out
what's going on.

Please?

Please!

A few weeks ago,
I submitted my pictures

for this modeling gig.

They called me in and...
I mean, it was a little weird

because it was just me
and this producer.

Um, nice lady.

- Nice to meet you.
- Hi, nice to meet you too.

Here. You brought some photos?

So did you get a name?

Um, Susan, I think? Suzette?

Anyway, um, they said
that they just needed

a shot of a girl and a guy
making out next to a car

wearing this hat and some
clothes that they gave me.

Anyway, it was a one-day gig
and they paid me in cash.

So I did it.

- So why my house?
- I don't know.

They just gave me that address

and said, "Go there,
kiss this guy."

About a week later,
they asked us to do it again,

but this time
it was in the backyard

and it was a little sexier.

Lots of coconut oil.

Like, it got in my hair,
it was...

- Just so weird.
- Why?

I mean, I watched hours
of video footage

from my neighbor's
doorbell camera,

and I never saw
any photographers

or camera crew, nothing.

Oh, it's because they weren't
shooting us from the ground.

They were shooting us
from an airplane.

An airplane?

The audition was
at a flight school,

so my guess is it was just
some promotional thing.

See, this is why
I need an agent,

because there are just so many
creeps out there with cameras

who think they can just take
advantage of people like me.

[chimes]

[shower running]

[phone vibrating]

[clicking]

[chimes]

[chimes]

All right, we'll be ready to go
in a couple minutes.

So I'm just gonna throw
some stuff in a suitcase,

grab my passport,
and then we can go.

Oh, um, actually, I, uh...

I have a couple of errands
I have to run first.

- I'll come with you.
- No, no, no, that's all right.

Um... how about I meet you
at the airport?

Say, uh... three?

[tense music]

All right, whatever.

Okay, yeah.

[Jake groans]

[doorbell ringing]

Jake?

Jake?

Jake?

[muffled screaming, grunting]

[intense music]

[muffled screaming]

[whimpering]

[groaning]

[tearing]

[slams]

Tanya!

Hey! Oh...

[Tanya laughs]

Hi, what...
what are you doing here?

What do you mean?
We're leaving at three, right?

Well, yeah, but it's only noon.
You're... you're early.

I know, I thought
I'd check out the Gulfstream,

you know, surprise you.

Maybe we could take off
a little bit before three.

Yeah, no, I'd love to,

but I... I, uh,
I gotta make a drop first.

Yeah, that's cool,
I'll come with you.

I mean, I'm packed,
you're packed, right?

Yeah, yeah, sure, okay, why not?

Exactly! Why not?

[laughing]

Uh, what's in the... the box?

[knocking]

It's just, uh...

The main office asked me

to make a delivery
on the way to town,

so I figured I'd put it
in the Gulfstream.

Come on, now, tell me the truth.

[tense music]

- I am.
- No, you're not.

You're lying to me, aren't you?

Why do you think
I'm lying to you?

Because you said the same thing
when we went to Palm Springs!

Remember? You said you
had to make a delivery.

[laughing]

Right, okay, yeah, well,
I'm telling the truth this time.

I mean, I'd never know
with you, right?

Right.

- Here let me help you.
- No, no, it's okay.

No, no, really,
I got it, I got it.

[plane whirring]

[Tanya moaning]

[tense music]

[moaning continues]

[banging]

[mellow music]

[exhales]

[groans]

So, tell me,
what's in the box anyway?

It's, um...

Fish food.

Fish food?

Yeah. Pellets.

They're these...
little tracking devices.

Marine biologists at UCLA
ask us to drop 'em

every six months or so,
and then dolphins and whales

eat 'em and they can track
their migration patterns.

Wow, I, uh...
never heard of that.

- Can I see what they look like?
- No, no!

You... you can't open the box.

Why not?

Because they smell
and they're greasy,

and, you know,
it's my buddy's plane,

so I gotta keep it clean
for him.

So, you're just gonna...
dump that box into the ocean?

Yeah.

You, uh, wanna help me?

Uh... sure.

[chuckles]

Okay, great.

I'm just gonna bring her down
a bit and reduce speed.

Okay, we're good to go.

Go ahead, open the door.

[air whooshing]

Wow!

Yeah, it's incredible, right?

Go ahead, push it out the door.

Okay.

[groaning]

Damn, girl, it's heavy!

Yeah, well, you know,
those fish are hungry.

- Especially the sharks.
- Really?

A lot of sharks in the area?

- Yeah, hundreds of 'em.
- No kidding!

Yeah, and I hear
they love a free meal.

You're probably right
about that!

Go ahead, push it out!

Hurry, I can't maintain
this altitude for long.

Okay.

Hey, what's the matter?

This box, is it biodegradable?

I... I don't know.

Well, you know how I feel
about people who litter, right?

I mean...

why don't I just open the box

and dump out the pellets?

It's okay, just...
just push out the damn box.

We do it all the time.

Are you sure?

Jake! Jake!

Yes, I'm sure!
It's... it's cool, baby.

Go ahead, just...
just push it out.

Okay!

[groans]

On three, ready?

One...

Two...

[Annie panting]

Three!

Jake!

What the hell?

Jake! Help me!

Annie?

Yes, it's me!

Get me out of here!

Oh my God.

[dramatic music]

- Baby, are you okay?
- Yeah, I'm okay, I think.

Where are we?

What the hell have you done?

Autopilot on.

Okay, no, Jake.

Jake, Jake, please,
please don't be mad.

- Where's the key to this?
- I threw it away.

Listen, listen,
she doesn't love you.

She thinks you're too stupid
to be a pilot.

You told me she said that.
She's just like her mother.

She needs to go away,
just like her mother.

Holy crap, you killed Margaret?

No, no, I liberated you
from Margaret!

Come on, don't you see?
You're so much happier now.

You don't have to work
at that terrible job anymore.

You're gonna be a pilot.

You're gonna inherit
a ton of money.

You can live the life
that you've always wanted to.

Oh my God, I'm so much better
for you than she is.

She's just a dead weight
in your life.

Come on, let's just push
this box out the door.

Okay, then we'll forget
that any of this ever happened.

Okay?
You and I will be together.

It'll be all right.
We're gonna be okay.

Ow! What are you doing?

Calling the cops.

No, no!

Autopilot off.

[plane roaring]

I'm sorry.

[grunts]

You wanna go back
to your wife, huh?

[kicks]

Fine! You can both die

in a ball of fire!

Autopilot on.

[panting]

[intense music]

[panting]

Autopilot off.

[groaning]

Jake!

[panting]

Come on, come on,
come on, come on.

[groaning]

Come on, come on.

[clattering]

[Annie groaning]

[panting]

Baby, baby, wake up!

Jake, please!

Oh, God. Oh my God.

Oh my God. Babe, babe,
please wake up.

You've gotta fly the plane.

You've gotta fly
the plane, please!

Okay, um...

Okay.

[panting]

[groaning]

Okay.

[plane roaring]

No, no, not that way!

No, no, no, no, no, no, no!

[rattling]

Jake!

Jake, wake up!

Please! Please!

[groans]

No!

No, no, no!

[plane whirring]

Come here, come here, babe.

You okay?

[panting]

Yeah.

[tense music]

- There she is.
- Mayday, mayday.

Gulfstream November
Seven Seven Five Romeo.

Requesting any available
law enforcement in the area.

Do you copy?

[whimpering, plane roaring]

Coming around.

Are you even certified
to fly this plane?

No, but I had
a really good teacher.

[whimpering]

[plane roaring]

[panting]

She's running away,
you gotta stop her!

Hang on, I'm gonna knock
her down with engine thrust.

[dramatic music]

[plane roaring]

[groaning]

[mellow music]

I think you got her.

[Annie panting]

[police radio chatter]

[handcuffs locking]

[Tanya groaning]

[bright music]

[police radio chatter]

Seven, eight, nine,
that's 15,000.

Here are the keys.

She's beautiful, man.

Yeah, have fun with her,

and fly safe.

[chuckling]

It's so exciting.

Hey, do me a favor, would ya?

Sure, what?

Be good to her.

She was my dad's,
and before that,

she was my grandpa's.

We moved around a lot
when we were kids, so...

this is kinda like
a family home.

Anyway... end of an era, right?

Babe...

Hey, wait a minute.

I'll tell you what.

You got my number.

Any time you wanna take
her up, let me know.

For real?

Cool.

That's really cool of you.

Thanks.

So, should we take her up?

Wait, um, before we take off,

there's something
you need to know.

What is it?

A couple weeks back
when we weren't... you know,

living together, I um...

What?

I slept with Tanya.

I mean, she made me think
you were having an affair.

You know that.

I feel terrible. I'm sorry.

Can you forgive me?

[sighs]

I forgive you.

[Annie chuckles]

[Annie chuckles]

Actually, um, there's something
I need to tell you too.

Uh, well, when you were gone,

I... I told you about
my professor, right?

What about him?

Uh...

Never mind, it's not important.

Wait, what?

[upbeat rock music]

[majestic music]