Original subtitles

Guys, what do y'all think the deal is with those clowns?

I don't know. But we're not expecting supplies.

Rod, where you goin', man?

To pack. I'm done here.

This is bullshit. You knew about this.

- Kelly. What can I do for you? - You're closing me down.

I am not closing you down. Atlanta is closing you down.

- But you said you'd back me all the way. - And you said you'd find oil here.

Frank Towns, right?

- Hi. I'm Kelly Johnson. - Hi, Kelly.

It's my rig. So, how long we got?

Just as long as it takes to cap that well and get your crew on the plane.

This is bullshit.

You can't just show up and shut us down.

Yeah? Just watch me.

Yeah, yeah. I've heard your reputation - "Shut-it-down" Towns.

- I thought it was inflated. - You know,

you screw up, you pay the price.

Nobody here screwed up.

Really? Somebody somewhere thinks that you did.

You owe me ten bucks. She's a redhead.

You really enjoy your job, don't you, Towns?

Kelly, right?

Kelly, there are a few things I do enjoy.

Getting my balls broken while I'm doing my job isn't one of them.

Get your shit packed, get your crew together, and load this airplane.

And by the way, when we reach Beijing, you're off the clock.

- Have a nice day. - Thanks very much.

- AJ? - Yeah?

Let's get this garbage outta here.

- Nice. - You dropped it. Nice one.

These oil rigs, they attract the sorriest bunch of zeros ever.

- Need a little help, man? - We're gonna be fine, thanks.

- Let's clear this shit up. - Help me out.

I just finished loading this thing up.

What a team.

- Man. - Davis, what are you doing?

You know I do this when I get on a plane. It's good luck. I ain't crashed yet.

- Talk like that, you'll jinx us. - I ain't jinxing us.

Ladies, let's settle down.

- You ladies calm down. - You wanna try pushing me into my seat?

You must be Rodney.

I knew this guy that worked with you out in Kuwait.

Didn't that rig get shut down too?

What's your problem? We're the ones losing our jobs.

And we're the ones who had to fly to this shit hole and pick up all the garbage.

OK, guys. Knock it off.

You ladies have a safe flight.

Lucky he walked away.

Yes, I think you may find it more comfortable back there, with the rest of them.

Sure.

- Tick tock, Liddle. - Don't get too attached to it. I'll win it back.

- All set? - Looks like we got one more.

That can't be. Everybody's here.

I'll let him know he's walking.

- I guess I need a ride to Beijing. - Not on this flight, goober.

Anybody know who this guy is?

It's a long story.

- Get on board. AJ, start us up. - You're the boss, Frank.

OK, all set, Mr President.

I think it's about time that we do the checklist as the two Bills. What do you say, buddy?

Why change a good thing? Go ahead.

Allow me to grab my bulletin.

Seat belts.

I always like to have a little something strapped to my lap. Check.

- Windows, doors and hatches. - Closed and secure so no one can disturb us.

- Water injection. - That's what she said.

Check.

- Gyro. - Set and uncaged.

- Just like yours truly. - And last but not least, cow flaps.

Till the cows come home. I think we're ready to go. Gonna kiss your lucky man?

- I'll make it happen now. - All right. Clear left.

- Clear right. - All right. Here we go.

My wife was pregnant when I left. I haven't even met him yet.

That's nice. You must really be looking forward to getting home.

You have no idea.

- You wanna see my family? - Yeah.

Check her out, man. She's my whole life.

When I get back home, I'm gonna open up a restaurant-

Sammy and Sandra's Sweet Salsa Shop. That's tight, right? You like that?

- How do I know her? She looks familiar. - You don't know her.

Yeah, yeah, I do.

Now I recognise her.

That's a big one, Frank. What do you wanna do?

- Try kissing that lucky man again. - Frank...

If we go back, we'd have to get refuelled. God knows how long that'd take.

Let's go up to 14. I've never seen one go that high. Full power.

Watch the climb. About 700 feet a minute.

You're the boss, Frank.

Jesus. What the hell was that?

- That was the aerial, Frank. - Great.

- I'll go in the back and calm them down. - Got it.

Hello again, ladies.

As the frequent fliers amongst you can probably tell,

we're experiencing some turbulence.

So I kindly ask you to remain seated and try not to shit yourselves all over my airplane.

What was that noise just now?

Everything's fine. A wind gust just tore out the aerial, but we're gonna keep going.

- The aerial for the radio? - No. The one for the satellite TV, genius.

- Just turn around. - Thank you so much.

Excuse me. Excuse me.

- You planning on flying over the storm? - You wanna get back to your seat?

- I believe you're too heavy. - Will you deal with this?

- Looks like it's going higher. - We'll go around it.

Set a course 180, due south. About 200 miles oughta do it.

Copy. 180.

We won't make it. The plane is overweight.

Never as bad as this.

All right, we're comin' around it. OK.

OK.

God.

Come on.

We're in trouble here, AJ. Check the map. Find the nearest place we can set it down.

Lhugar's our best shot, but it's 300 miles south of the basin.

Maybe we can outrun it.

Lhugar radio, this is Amacore Transport 87350. Over.

Our location is approximately 40 degrees 9 minutes north latitude,

84 degrees 42 minutes east longitude.

- Here we go. - You putting the gear down?

Never get it back up again if we don't.

Mayday, Mayday. Repeat: Mayday. Mayday.

- Any stations copy? - AJ, ready the passengers.

Listen up. We got a major problem. Looks like we have to make an emergency landing.

Shit.

Make sure you're strapped in, and if you believe in God, it's time to call in a favour.

God.

AJ.

Come on, baby. Come on.

Crap.

God.

Everybody OK?

Everybody OK?

AJ?

AJ.

- I'm OK. - You all right?

Are you hurt?

- Dr Gerber's on board. - Where is he?

He's right here.

Jesus. Fire.

- Where do you think you're going? - I can't stay in here, man. I can't breathe.

That storm is blowing 100 miles an hour. It'll take your skin off in five feet.

Now sit down. Sit down.

Everybody sit down.

Were you able to send a Mayday before we came down?

We got no response. The radio's down.

Someone's coming for us, though, right? Right?

- Just as soon as the storm's over. - They'd know where to look for us?

We don't have the same radar or tracking we have in the States.

- Fantastic. - And it's a big desert, isn't it?

- It's gonna be all right. - We were due to refuel in Langu about now,

so it'll take them a couple of hours to miss us.

So for right now, everybody just sit tight. Conserve your oxygen.

Captain? Don't think we don't know what you did.

Not many pilots could have done that, so thank you.

Yes, thank you, Captain.

It's like being in an hourglass.

I'm a chef, but even I know ain't no way a cellphone's gonna work here.

There's no harm in trying, is there?

You never know. You never know.

I think the company man's losing it.

- What are you laughing at? This is your fault. - Why is it his fault?

All that stuff about jinxes. You can't talk like that sitting in a plane on the bloody Tarmac.

- You're the one who put the jinx on us. - Shut up.

What did I tell you?

A bunch of zeros.

Shouldn't somebody say something?

Captain?

I don't think I'm the right person.

What the hell do they expect me to say? I don't even know those guys.

Maybe to say you're sorry.

You lookin' to join those two, keep it up.

- So, what's his story? - Who, him?

- Yeah. - He just blew in one day.

Blew in in the middle of the Mongolian desert?

Said he was taking a year off work, hitching around the world.

He was supposed to fly out a few weeks ago. His ride never came.

He's been stuck with us ever since.

Not bad.

- That's the last one. - All right.

We got a decent amount of water. If we each drink a pint a day,

that gives us enough for 30 days, if we don't exert ourselves.

Which I'm guessing wasn't a concern with this crew.

Don't see you breaking a sweat, stud.

Chef.

Chef, how we doing on food?

Well, the good news is that besides the powdered eggs,

all the food's been canned in water or juice.

The bad news is, it's all peaches and hearts of palm.

- Well, that buys us a couple of extra days. - Ain't that just great news?

So, how screwed are we?

- Pretty screwed. - Where are we?

Somewhere around here in the middle of the Yol Valley, 200 miles west of our course.

- We're still in Mongolia? - No.

I think we're in China. Just over the border.

Don't suppose there'd be a Four Seasons hotel out here, would there?

Langu, a few hundred miles just due south of here.

Well out of walking range.

I could make it.

I could walk to Langu. I'm in good shape. I ran three marathons.

In a row, I hope.

Have you walked in the desert before?

I hiked in the Mohave with my girlfriend.

This isn't the Mohave. This is the Gobi.

And let me warn you, July is the hottest month in the Gobi.

You will be taking a pint of water, and you'll sweat ten.

- I'd just go by night. - You'd have to.

- But how would you keep your course? - A compass.

Beyond these dunes, we are surrounded by Altai mountains,

and they are mostly magnetic rock.

Have you ever seen a compass dance?

What about this map? I'll just take this map.

How old is that map, Captain?

Too old, the way the sand shifts around here all the time.

And Captain Towns's calculations could be off by 20 per cent.

- No of fence. I'm not saying that they are. - None taken.

But even if the captain is 1 per cent in error, and you march 300 miles by the stars,

you'd miss Langu, and you wouldn't know it was there to miss.

You'd be walking in a circle.

- You're right-handed? - Right.

That means your right leg's more developed. You take a longer step with it.

- You'd be walking in a left-handed circle. - Forget it, all right? Y'all win, OK?

This isn't about winning or losing. This is about staying alive.

Rod.

You don't think the suit was right, do you?

That I jinxed us?

Don't worry about it, John.

Just try and get some sleep.

Maybe I should save this.

Argh. Goddammit.

Hello?

Help me.

Kelly, you seen Davis this morning?

Knowing him, he's still sleeping.

- I'll go wake his ass up. - Davis. Get up, you big baby.

Davis.

- Wake your ass up, man. - Davis?

Well?

- His stuff's all here. - Any of you lads seen Davis this morning?

He's not there.

Davis.

- This was you, telling him he jinxed us. - Davis. Davis.

Come on, I didn't mean that. I was...

He couldn't have gone far, could he? Could he?

How the hell could we lose someone? Davis.

John.

- Someone should have been watching him. - Not another word from you. You hear me?

- This ain't funny no more, man. - John.

- Davis. - John.

- Davis. - John.

It's coming.

He's got to be out here somewhere. I've got to go and find him.

- It's too late, Rodney. - Get back here.

I'm not losing another friend out here. I have to go and find him.

No. No one else dies. Understand?

He's only a kid, for Christ's sake. God, Jesus. John.

Alex, Towns is right. He's right. You can't help him.

John.

John.

What kind of odds do you give us a search party's going to find us?

- About 5 per cent. - Right, 5 per cent.

So, based on a 5-per-cent chance, you're gonna sit on your arse and do nothing?

- As opposed to what? - Trying to figure a way out of here.

Look, we are in the middle of a desert, with no radio, very little water, even less food.

If we try to walk out of here, we're gonna last about two days.

The odds of crashing are less than 5 per cent, so I would consider myself an optimist.

Or maybe just an arse hole.

All right.

Listen, since Davis just disappeared, they're pretty freaked out.

- They should be. - They're looking to you.

Lady, this is not the Girl Scouts. I am not everybody's den mother.

- They are grown men. They can deal with it. - Thanks a lot.

You're welcome.

Kelly, please, come sit with me.

I'm just curious. The pipe jacket in the back. What's it all worth?

Not much. It's worn or used up. Nothing.

It's the same with the tools. Why?

Hang on a minute. You don't think anybody's coming.

Do you?

Well, do you?

I don't know, Alex.

Don't be pathetic. I'm telling you, they're coming.

- I know they are. - For who? You?

Yes, for me. And for you.

They have a corporate responsibility for all of us.

They're out there right now, searching. It's just a matter of time.

You did a cost-benefit analysis before recommending our site be closed down.

Yes, I did.

Don't you think they'd do the same thing before mounting a search for us?

Add it up.

Don't kid yourself, Ian.

We hitched a ride with the trash, not the other way around.

Screw this. I'm outta here.

I'm coming with you. And I'm taking some water.

No one touches the water.

Whoa. What's going on here?

- What does it look like? - Get back here.

Knock it off.

I have an idea. I have an idea.

I can get us out of here. I can get us out of here.

I've been examining the plane.

You see, the C-119 is a twin-boom design,

and the starboard boom here isn't damaged. Which is great,

because if the starboard engine stays where it is, at the forward end of the starboard boom,

this boom then becomes the fuselage.

Becomes the plane. Do you see what I'm saying?

While the port area of the tail unit is intact, we'll have to redesign the tail section, but...

- What the hell is he talking about? - He's talking about building a new airplane.

- Out of the old one. - Yes, Captain.

And flying ourselves out of here.

Why didn't I think of that?

Why don't we build a swimming pool while we're at it?

That's funny.

There are no component problems, and we have all the parts and tools we need on board.

- I assure you, we can do it. - It's impossible.

At first glance, it seems impossible that a bee should fly. But it does.

I think a bee stung you on your big dumb-ass head.

What do you know about airplanes?

I design them, Mr Towns. That's what I know about airplanes.

You know, you might have mentioned that little piece of information a bit earlier on .

Who do you work for? What company?

Sizemore and Pratt. They're in Long Beach. They do mostly experimental aircraft.

And you understand that engine's got a 2,000Ib thrust?

Yes. So?

So when it gets started, it's gonna tear your little bee apart.

You'll just have to be careful this time.

The design is perfect. The only flaw is that we have to rely on you to fly it.

I say we build the damn plane. Why the hell not? Get us out of here.

- Let's build it, man. - It's better than fighting over water.

- It's worth a try. - Yeah, it's worth a try.

If we had a few months and an unlimited supply of water, which we don't.

And if you do try, you won't live long enough to finish it. None of you will.

So, what do you think we should do?

- Nothing. - What?

The longer we wait, the better chance we have of somebody spotting us.

Where's Liddle?

Shit.

Has anybody seen Liddle?

- He's definitely not in here. - God, we lost another one.

He'll never make it.

Shit.

- Maybe he doesn't like your do-nothing plan. - You're not going after him.

No one else dies, remember?

I'll go. I'll bring him back.

- AJ. - Yeah?

Throw me that canteen.

Good luck.

Yeah.

Captain, Liddle's first name is James.

Jimbo.

Liddle.

Liddle.

No.

Someone's already been here.

The dead guy's Kyle. He had a really nice Seiko.

I know, cos he won it from me in a poker game back at the patch.

Someone came along and took it.

Nomads. Smugglers, probably. That's the last thing we need.

You OK?

I'm not going back.

I'm just resting.

You look like you could use some water.

This is just between the two of us.

No bullshit, Captain Towns - do you think they're ever gonna find us?

It's a long shot.

- So, why not try and build the plane? - Why give people false hope?

Come on. People spend their lives hanging onto hopes and dreams that won't come true,

but they hold onto them.

Why are you gonna give up on them now, when you need them most?

You're assuming I'm one of those people who has hopes and dreams.

I find it hard to believe that a man who learns to fly never had a dream.

Look, how could I let those people build that plane when I don't believe it'll work?

And every day they waste trying to build it brings them one day closer to dying.

I think a man only needs one thing in life. He just needs someone to love.

If you can't give him that, then give him something to hope for.

And if you can't give him that,

just give him something to do.

James, you'll never make it.

Then I'll die trying.

There are people counting on me.

OK, OK. OK.

OK.

We'll build it. Just come back with me.

How do I know you're not full of shit?

Here.

Take it

You can give it back when we get home.

- What? - Nothing.

- I'm just amazed. - By what?

That during these dire times, you take the time to thank God for anything.

We're still alive, aren't we?

Let me tell you a story.

A rabbi and a priest attend a boxing match. They watch as the boxers come into the ring.

The rabbi sees one of the boxers cross himself.

So the rabbi turns to the priest and asks, "What does that mean?"

The priest says, "Not a damn thing if the man can't fight."

Holy shit. Liddle.

Holy shit, they made it.

They're back. They're back.

Liddle and I had a talk.

I think we should build the plane.

What?

Elliott, can you really design this thing the way you said you could? No bullshit?

Yes, I can.

We're either all in this together, or no one at all. No compromises.

- I'm in. - Yeah.

Me too.

Shit. Me three.

OK.

Get some rest. We start tonight.

Let's take them inside. It's cooler.

If we do this, we'll be cutting our lives in half. We'll be drinking twice as much water.

Yeah. We don't have any other choice.

Why?

Cos it's too early to give up, AJ, too late to do anything else.

I'm glad that you've finally seen the light, Mr Towns.

Let's get one thing straight.

I'm not taking orders from you.

Get some rest.

Towns.

Thanks.

Are you kiddin' me?

I'd do anything to avoid another "hopes and dreams" speech.

OK, gentlemen, our first task is to separate the wing here,

so we can join it to the main fuselage. OK?

- Make sure they're good and tight, Ian. - All right.

There you go. Still got some of them old muscles up there, don't you?

You gotta be careful where you step on the wing.

Man, I thought this would be easy.

No coffee breaks. That means you too.

You know, I liked him a lot better when all he did was hum.

Watch what you're doing.

- You got it? - Hang on.

- On three. - Let's do it.

One, two, three.

Again. One, two, three.

- There you go. - One more time. One, two, three.

I'll be damned. That's a start, Frank.

- Jeez, somebody turn out the lights. - How much water did we drink?

- Too much. - And that's at night.

Two eighths.

Frank? You OK?

When I was out there, when I found Liddle, I saw something pretty weird.

What?

You know that poor son of a bitch that fell out of the airplane?

I found shell casings all around his body.

Looked like someone had been using him for target practice.

Shit.

Just keep that to yourself, all right?

I don't want to give them anything more to worry about. Here.

That's a fire, boy, you got there.

Patch. How about a nice ice-cold double-mint frappuccino?

Screw that. How about a Bacardi and Coke?

- Ah. With a lot of ice. - And one of them little umbrella things.

Yeah. And how about a hamburger with a lot of cheese?

Hamburger, yeah. Cheese... I'm trying to watch my figure, you know?

- One day. - Yeah, some day soon.

How's it going?

- Is everybody OK? - Sammi.

Jeez.

My God.

Everybody here?

No. Tell me that wasn't all the fuel.

We're gonna need the remaining fuel for the plane, so we'll have to work during the day.

What?

And what kind of hole is that gonna put us in with the H2O?

We're gonna run out before we even finish the damn plane.

Not necessarily. Day-shift output is always higher than night anyway.

If we add in that we're gonna be able to see what we're doing,

I'd estimate that our productivity per pint would actually increase.

We'd drink more, finish sooner.

"Come to the Gobi", they said. "Great prospects", they said.

"Sun, sand, oil..."

Two out of three ain't bad.

How's it coming?

- What? - How's it coming?

- Good. - Good. Well, don't take all day.

And you two can step it up a gear as well.

Get a move on.

- OK. Go for it. - All right. Here goes.

Easy, Towns, for God's sake. This is surgery.

- Gimme some. - How does it look, AJ?

It's good, man.

So, gentlemen,

and lady,

our task today is to mate the port wing with the starboard. OK?

For that, Sammi, we need you. OK?

- You sure you know what to do? - Yeah, I think so.

Sammi, you have to join the wings.

We only have one chance with this. If it doesn't work, we don't fly.

- And we all die horribly. - No pressure on me, right?

Just a little bit. But you'll be all right, man.

Make us proud.

What am I doing? I'm a chef.

Slowly.

Is it straight?

Keep in line with Rodney.

Is that straight?

Hold it. Don't let go.

- Don't let go. - Hold on, Sammi.

No. I got it.

- No. - Get back.

- Shit. - Sammi.

Sammi.

See? Piece of cake.

You mad Mexican bastard.

- What were you thinking? - Sammi.

Anybody got a change of underwear?

You could borrow Rodney's. If they're clean.

You made us proud, Sammi.

Yeah. That's what I'm talking about.

No, no. What are you doing? God, turn this shit off.

- What's the problem? That's mine. - Your deejay rights have been revoked.

Here.

Cheers, man.

Them things'll kill you.

What are you doing, Ian?

- Just sending an email to an old friend. - What? Really?

You're a funny fucker.

No, no. We simply do not have enough time for rods and linkages.

We have an extremely large lifting surface. It is oversized for the weight load.

We won't need more than ten to 15 degrees of pitch control, and all of that nose-down.

That's where we need to apply better torque flexing.

Are you even listening to me?

Maybe it'll rain.

It is raining.

- It's electrical. - Jesus. We've gotta get out of here.

- Why? What does that mean? - It's electrical.

The storm, it's electrical. If lightning hits anything, it'll be the plane.

- The plane's not grounded. - I don't understand your problem.

You don't understand? That wing is full of fuel.

- My God, it'll explode. - Come on.

- Come on. We've got to get clear. - Get out of there. Move.

Hurry UP-

- Come on, give me some help. - Jeremy, come on.

No, James.

Take the winch out as far as you can.

Now bury it, and get the hell away.

- Elliott. - For Christ's sake.

Frank.

Thank you.

Frank. Are you OK?

Yeah, yeah.

You'd think someone who designs airplanes would know they need to be grounded.

"Phoen..."

"Phoenix."

You from Phoenix or something?

No. It's not the city.

The phoenix was a desert bird from Egyptian mythology.

Consumed itself with fire. Rose renewed from the ashes.

Final answer?

- Final answer. - Very good, Mr Towns.

And Mr Liddle.

You learn a lot of useless bullshit waiting to take off.

I thought you weren't religious, Rady.

Spirituality is not religion.

Religion divides people. Belief in something unites them.

Is that spelt right?

It is crooked, though.

51, 52, 53, 54, 55, 56, 57,

58, 59, 60, 61,

62, 63, 64.

He'll just have to compensate.

Could you hand me the...?

Thank you.

OK. I need everyone over here right now. Now.

- What the...? - God.

- AJ? - Someone's stealing water.

I've had a suspicion for the last few days, so I've been checking the levels.

We don't need a gun.

AJ.

You planning on shooting someone, AJ?

While you've all been sleeping,

I've been working.

- And therefore I require more water. - Are you kidding?

Why didn't you just ask?

Because I'm in charge of building my plane, and I don't need to ask anyone anything.

We could all die of thirst.

You need me, Towns. Don't forget that.

You need me.

Everyone here is dispensable except me.

- They aren't nomads. - How do you know?

No women or children.

Smugglers or arms dealers. Either way, it's bad news.

- But they could help us. - We could bargain with them for water.

- Shall we go over there and find out? - Whatever you want to do, Frank.

What are you doing? You can't go over there. We can't risk losing the pilot.

Then I'll go. You cover me.

- Did you hear what I just said? - We got this, Elliott.

Ian, don't you think you should go as well?

- Why me? - You know most of the local dialects.

He's had to. He's worked all over the Gobi doing negotiations with local crews.

It's gonna be cool, man. I got your back.

And who's gonna look after yours?

All right, then.

- Good luck, Frank. - Good luck.

You know, Alex, I just want to say that when I moved you to the back of the plane,

that was stupid and wrong, and I'm really, really sorry.

Now's not the best time to talk.

Ian, now's the time to talk.

What the hell?

Screw this.

- Aeroplane... - Just try "aeroplane".

Aeroplane.

- What's he saying to me? - I think he's offering to share water.

- What did you say? - He asked where the plane is.

- Don't tell them anything else. - They're going to help us.

Do not tell them where the goddamn plane is.

- What the hell are you doing? - What's going on?

I'm not sure. It looks OK.

That's my watch.

No.

- No. - Ah, shit.

Shit.

Alex. Alex?

Look at me. Look at me.

Look at me, look at me. Alex.

Come on, Alex. Come on, man, stay with me.

Alex.

- Alex, I'm here. - Frank.

Alex, look at me. Alex.

Help.

God.

I don't really know what to do here.

Is there nothing we can do?

We could clean the wound, but then we'd need water.

- How much water? - As much as he needs.

He's gonna be OK. He's gonna be OK.

What did he say?

If I hadn't seen the watch, he...

If you hadn't done what you did, we'd all be dead.

It's OK.

- You found any water? - Yeah, just a little bit.

Good.

Help. You guys.

Give us a hand.

- Help us. Come on. - What is this?

Holy shit.

What is this shit?

What is he saying? What is he saying?

Ian, what is he saying?

- We didn't know what else to do. - We couldn't just let him die.

Why not? These bastards killed Rodney.

There's not enough water for him. He's not getting any peaches.

- We could give him some of Rodney's share. - Why not offer him your watch, asshole?

- He's a human being, man. - We should have just let them be.

- They probably wouldn't have seen us. - They would have killed us all.

- You don't know that. - They didn't hesitate to kill Rodney.

He can't stay around here.

- Well, where? Where are we gonna take him? - Drag him back where you found him at.

Shit.

That settles that.

What the hell is the matter with you?

Shut up.

He would have survived only a couple of days, drinking our water. I did us a favour.

You murdered him, asshole.

No, no, no. no, no, no.

The great Captain Towns murdered him.

In his infinite wisdom, he let you go over there, and I told you not to.

And now we're one man short.

That's 12 man-hours lost every day we work.

Last night alone cost us 84 man-hours because none of you worked at all.

You made the wrong decision. You could have killed us all, again.

You knew we were overweight. I told you that then.

I had to take on another passenger. You. Remember?

If not for your colossal arrogance and stupidity, we wouldn't be here at all. You...

Get up.

Someone's going to have to go and talk to him.

Give him the "hopes and dreams" speech. Worked on me.

I'll go with you.

Man, I'm tired of this guy.

Yeah.

But we need him.

Elliott?

We can still finish the Phoenix.

Come on, Elliott, you're the only one who can get us out of here.

To tell you the truth, I'm no longer interested.

We've wasted too much time already.

If I had the strength of ten men, I would have had that thing built by now.

But all I have is you, and you're unreliable people.

We're ready to be reliable now.

You're ready to be reliable now?

Say "please".

You're kidding.

Say "please".

Please.

What?

Please.

Say it again, louder.

Please.

Jeremy?

Please.

Please what?

Please can we finish the plane, sir? Please.

Ian.

Please, let's finish it.

That's nice.

Mr Towns.

Who's the boss of everyone?

You are, Elliott.

You're the boss of everybody.

Now can we please finish the airplane?

Please.

Careful.

Did you clean the sand out of the engine and do your pref light?

- Three times. - Do it again.

What the hell are they waiting for?

They're waiting for us to be too weak to fight back.

It's ready.

You know what this looks like? Like a plane, with wings and everything.

Think it'll fly?

I'll shit myself if it does.

It'll fly.

It better.

How are you doing?

I'm thirsty, hungry and tired, and I've got to get that thing up in the air,

but otherwise I'm having a hell of a time.

How about you?

I'm laughing. All I have to do is sit back, relax and enjoy the flight.

You'll get us out of here, I know you will.

Frank, I wanted to ask you something.

What did Alex say to you just before he died?

"Don't crash."

Take something only to cover yourselves up with.

Where's the chart? I want to tape it to the floor.

It's in my bag right there.

I need you to check these cables one more time.

This the outfit you work for?

- This catalogue. - Yeah.

These are models.

Where's the big stuff?

Well,

there's the Stealth Magnum.

I designed that one a few years ago.

The biggest we make would have to be the Albatross. Horrible name.

It's a six-foot wingspan parasol model.

But it's not my design because it's a glider and I only work on power models.

But you design the big stuff too, right, Elliott? I mean, planes that carry people?

Planes like the Phoenix, right?

No, no. Sizemore and Pratt only build model airplanes.

But that's who you design for.

I'm their chief designer, yes.

You build toy planes, man?

No, I most certainly do not design toy planes.

A toy plane is one of those balsa wood creations that run on a rubber band.

- Those are not toys. - Toys.

- Those are not toys. - They're not full-sized aircraft, either, Elliott.

You see this shit?

I think, Mr Towns, you should appreciate two very important things.

Firstly, the same principles of aerodynamics apply to both scale and full-sized aircraft.

- What is he saying? - We should've waited. We'd have more water.

Airfoil surfaces, lift and drag coefficients,

the whole pattern of heavier-than-air construction are the same.

- We're gonna die here. - The second thing to realise

is that a model plane has to fly itself, there is no pilot.

The design must be even more efficient than a full-sized aircraft.

Well, I'm looking through the catalogue here,

and I don't see anything about a flying sled with people on the wings.

A toy airplane. What kind of crap is that?

My plane will fly.

You knew all along that you was building a toy airplane.

Ian. Ian, what are you doing?

We'd have had two more weeks if it weren't for you.

- They could have found us. - The plane will fly.

We should have listened to Towns in the beginning.

Sit tight, save water, and they'll find us.

- What are you doing? - But no. You had to build your plane.

Frank. Frank.

- And you're not even one of us. - Ian.

Put that gun down. Nobody's shooting anybody. We're not going out like this.

- My plane will fly. - Ian, give me the gun.

No, no. I was just saying, I'm a very important person to them.

So they're looking for me, and all they needed was more time.

We just needed more time. We need time.

- Give me the gun. Give me that gun. - My plane will fly.

Everyone, look. Look.

Holy shit.

I told you.

I told you.

We have to get inside.

Inside. Get in the plane.

Wait a minute. All the weight's on the Phoenix.

I can't believe it.

We build a plane,

and we can't even fly it out of here.

All that sand, it's probably not even gonna start.

It'll start.

Listen, we built this plane.

With our own hands, we built it.

We can sure as hell dig it out.

Did you hear what I said?

We built it.

We're not garbage.

We're people,

with families, and lives to live.

All of us.

I don't wanna die like this.

Come on. Let's get the hell outta here.

Let's go home.

Come on. Get up.

Come on. Come on.

All right. That's far enough.

It's kinda beautiful, isn't it?

Tell us if you want to stick around.

Not with you I don't.

Whatever happens now,

we did something pretty amazing here.

Yes, we did.

Good luck.

Captain Towns,

we only have five chances at this, so...

Good luck.

OK.

Here, Frank. I want you to borrow this.

It's always been good luck for me.

Who needs luck?

Clear.

Come on, baby. Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

- Come on. - Come on, please.

Turn over. Come on.

Yeah.

Please.

Shit.

I'm gonna fire the next cartridge with the ignition off, to clear the cylinders.

But, Captain Towns, there are only two left.

I know.

But...

Shit.

Jesus.

Come on.

Come on, baby.

- Come on. - Come on.

- Come on. - Come on.

Frank, go rich on the fuel.

Come on, baby.

Come on.

Yeah.

Yes, yes, Yes, Yes-

Yes.

Yes.

Yes. We make our own luck.

- Yes. - Come on.

Yes.

Everybody UP-

Let's go home. Come on.

Yes.

- Come on, let's go. - We're going home.

Yes.

One for the lucky man.

Thank you.

Mr Towns.

Hang on.

- Towns, we have a problem. - Where's my rudder? I've lost my rudder.

- That's what I'm trying to tell you. - Stop talking and fix it.

Shit.

Towns, get us out of here. This ain't funny no more.

Here we go.

Yeah.

Yes.

I'm coming home.