All language subtitles for Airwolf S01E10 And They Are Us-eng

(male narrator) This
briefing is from File A56-7W,

classified top secret.

Subject is Airwolf, a Mach
1-plus attack helicopter

with the most advanced weapons
system in the air today.

It has been hidden somewhere
in the western United States

by its test pilot, Stringfellow Hawke.

Hawke has promised to return Airwolf

only if we can find his brother
St. John, an MIA in Vietnam.

We suspect that
Archangel, deputy director

of the agency that built Airwolf,

is secretly helping Hawke in
return for Hawke's flying Airwolf

on missions of national concern.

Stringfellow Hawke is 34,
a brilliant combat pilot

and a recluse since his
brother's disappearance.

His only friend is Dominic Santini,

whose air service is the cover
for their government work.

With Hawke and Santini flying as a team
at speeds rivaling the fastest jets,

backed by unmatched firepower,

Airwolf is too dangerous to
be left in unenlightened hands.

Finding it is your first priority.

[men chattering]

Attention. Attention.
Border violation, Section 6.

Intruder aircraft.

Contact, 030 degrees, northeast.

Eight miles and closing.

Condition red. Repeat, condition red.

[alarm sounding]

[men shouting]

This is Bo-Dai. Set
up the gauntlet, kids.

Daddy will be right
back with our guests.

And bad luck to us all.

[laughing]

9pilot) Chopper at two o'clock!

[guns firing]

Bo-Dai to group.

I'm in the groove and slamming the door.

Raise the gauntlet.

Five choppers, straight ahead.

[guns firing]

9Reed) The sucker is still coming in.

Ready to fire in sequence. My mark.

No, no. Cease fire.

This jockey's got guts. He's mine.

9Vidor) Stay out of
this, kids. All of you.

Aerial combat, Reed.

Not high-tech slaughter.

[laughing]

I'm hit!

Come on, kid, get out.

Bailing out.

9Vidor) Come on!

Yeah.

Steadman, Delaney, get down
there and make sure he's okay.

Bring him back to the base.
We'll wine and dine him tonight.

He can play POW tomorrow.

[sighing] Okay, Reed, take over.

[thunder rumbling]

Yesterday, Seko Logana's
North Limbawe Air Force

attempted to knock out the
South's new missile sites.

They're a couple of antique Corsairs.

The one shortage the
North doesn't have is guts.

But they'll need more than guts
to eliminate those missiles.

(Marella) lnter-range ballistic.

They're not in place yet, but very soon.

How close to ready are those silos?

72 hours. Our reports indicate
that once they are operational,

South Limbawe will use
them to attack the North.

And we can't let that happen.

Gen. Ali Butami.

Soviet-trained and educated.

The real power behind
South Limbawe's president.

Harold Ngomo.

He's your basic figurehead statesman,

but very popular with the people.

Former history professor.

A nice guy with a
Hitler calling the shots.

(Marella) Seko Logana,
North Limbawe's president,

and his wife, Lea.

He's been in contact with...

To tell you the truth, honey,

politics and crisis are beginning
to bore the hell out of me.

Yeah, Dominic's right. You're just
setting us up for the big pitch.

(Dominic) Sure.

The good guys in the North are on
the side of apple pie and baseball,

and the bad guys in the South...

Are sipping vodka, waiting
to push all the wrong buttons.

l haven't asked you to do anything.

Oh, don't bother,
'cause the answer is no.

l haven't asked because l didn't
think it would be necessary

once you saw this

photograph.

(Marella) Taken last week.

The commanding officer of Gen.
Butami's mercenary Helicopter Corps.

That's Col. Vidor. Marty Vidor.

(Marella) Col. Martin
James Vidor, to be precise.

Your commanding officer
in Southeast Asia.

He calls himself
Bo-Dai-Thung nowadays.

Thought he was dead for sure.

He went down in some
heavy ground fire...

Yes, he did.

...in the same operation as my brother.

lf anybody knows where St. John is,

he does.

There's not enough
to go around, Delaney.

And l outrank you.

There ain't no rank
in this outfit, Reed.

Yeah? Well, l'm pulling rank. Come on!

Nice flying yesterday.

(Vidor) Lighten up, Reed. lt's a party.

That goes for you, too, sucker.

Hmm.

[laughing]

Okay, you're right. l am drunk.

Shot to hell,

but not a drop of blood showing.

That's not bad, Mamma?

Right. Right.

Maybe l should write
my memoirs, huh, Mamma?

What do you think? The
nine lives of Marty Vidor,

Professional Soldier,

Leader of

[laughs]

Men,

Killer of Brave,

Brave Kids.

lt's high-tech slaughter.

l want pure aerial
combat when l get aced.

Me against somebody as good as...

[sighs]

as good as me.

Chai?

No tea, Mamma.

Whiskey.

9Vidor) MiG, 12.:00 high.

9Hawke) Got him.

That's Bo-Dai's plane.

9Vidor) All the better.

9Hawke) I'm on your six.

9Vidor) Bo-Dai's mine. Stay out of it.

One-on-one. That's
what it's all about.

Hey, String, what's this
Bo-Dai-Thung business,

the name that Vidor's calling himself?

Bo-Dai-Thung was a
North Vietnamese flyer.

The colonel shot him down.

The colonel's chopper against his MiG.

Head-on.

Head-on?

Mamma mia!

[birds chirping]

Another request from West Germany.

They want to establish a
trade mission in the capital.

What else do they want?

Agreements on imports, exports.

That's another name for oil. Ha!

That makes six contenders.

The Russians, Japanese,
West Germany, the French,

and now, of course, the Americans.

Oh, it's amazing how
much they can love you

when you have something they want.

And South Limbawe wants it most of all.

Speaking of which,

where is this miracle worker
from Archangel? He's late.

lt's a long trip. He'll be here.

No doubt.

Mercenaries are very dependable
when money's involved.

Lea, l don't like it.
l don't like it at all.

Using outside forces
for an African problem.

lt makes us no different than the
South and Butami's white killers.

Yes, but l don't like the idea
of leaving your guard behind.

Butami has tried to kill
you twice in as many months.

You must understand, my dear.

Less eyes to see, and
less mouths to inform.

[birds chirping]

[helicopter approaching]

And these, of course,
are machine guns, cannons.

But l ask you, Mr. President,

is she a beauty, or is she a beauty?

[laughing]

And look at those lines.

Yes, Mr. Santini, it's
very aesthetic, l'm sure.

But can the aircraft do
everything you say it can?

Absolutely, sir.

May l ask you, sir?

How much is the Firm
paying you and Mr. Hawke

for helping we poor natives?

We're here because...

Well, it's not costing you.

lsn't it?

So Mr. Hawke is what you would call

a seat-of-the-pants
flyer, Mr. Santini?

That's right, ma'am. l...l guess he is.

He's also my best friend.

Then, if nothing else, Mr.
Hawke is a very lucky man.

[laughs]

(Hawke) She may look big, Mr. President,

but this lady's actually very
light on her feet, right, Dom?

Come on, give me a hand.
Right this way, sir.

Right here in the tail section, please.

(Seko) ls there something
the matter, Mr. Hawke?

(Hawke) Yes, sir, Mr.
President. Absolutely.

(Hawke) Just stay
behind the tail, please.

You folks stay right here.

But, Mr. Hawke, please. What are you...

Just get ready for
the next demonstration.

(Dominic) Why don't we stand
up against this tail over here?

There we go.

There you are.

[guns firing]

(Dominic) Yeah, he's out of range.

We'll never catch him now.

(Hawke) He's pretty fast on his feet.

Fast on his feet? Of course.

lt must be his natural rhythm.

lnsensitive to pain.

l'll be at Airwolf. lt's
time to get out of here.

Oh, Seko, you may as well
have called him a racist.

(Seko) l thought l did.

Lea, l say what l feel when l feel it.

We're here to help you,
sir. You need our...

We don't need your kind of help.

You're right. None of us
need the wrong type of help.

Mr. Santini. Please.

Now, Mr. Hawke is right.

lt is time for us to
leave. But we'll split up.

Now, Lea, you will go with Mr. Santini.

l will accompany Mr. Hawke to the
location that we discussed before,

where both will meet
in a couple of hours.

Seko, kiss me.

Mr. Santini, take good care of her.

She is Limbawe's only crown jewels.

Take care of yourself, Seko.

l will let Mr. Hawke handle that chore.

[beeping]

9Seko) I apologized, damn it.

9Hawke) Yes, you did, and I accepted.

Never mind accepting it. Ugh.

Slow down, slow down, please.

You did say you wanted
to see Airwolf do Mach 1.

Yes. I've seen it now.

I've seen it, I've felt it,
and I've had enough of it.

Slow down.

Slowing down.

[beeping]

[sighing]

[laughing]

I'm sorry about that, Mr. President.

Your apology is accepted.

[exclaims]

So, now that we have put this
aircraft through its paces,

I think it's best we
proceed to our destination.

It would be a little
embarrassing if my wife

arrived there before we
did, don't you think, huh?

[laughing]

(Ngomo) For the last
three years, Gen. Butami,

you have dominated
the office of President

with your advice and your views.

l must take responsibility for that.

And for the fact that what
President Logana has accused us of

is true.

l know about the attack you're planning.

l swore an oath to protect my country.

l have done nothing to betray that oath.

The offensive l've arranged
is absolutely foolproof.

How can war be foolproof,

if it takes a fool
to start one, General?

They started this war! Years ago.

There will be no war.

l will call a special
session of Congress!

There's not enough time, sir.

The attack will take place.

(Butami) You were very useful
when we needed the missiles.

But now, if you reveal our plan,

the North will be alerted.

So,

l think it would be
best if you remained here

as our guest.

Now, wait a minute, General...

Sergeant.

No stomach for change, Colonel?

Where's the
officer-for-hire?

Oh, he's still here, General.

And my stomach is none of your concern.

[birds chirping]

Escort Mr. Ngomo

to the guest quarters. Stay with him.

You almost helped him, didn't you?

l know it's only a
small matter, General,

but you could've informed
me that you were about to

overthrow the government.

Yes, well, l was inspired.

Oh.

Opportunity of the moment.

Are you questioning my authority
to be inspired, Colonel?

l never question anything that
comes from the barrel of a gun.

Or a bottle, eh, Colonel?

The country needs us now more than ever.

Don't fail me, Vidor.

Perish the thought, General.

l'm returning to the missile site.

Your Helicopter Corps
will be at maneuvers?

Yes, as planned.

(Vidor) We need to get
practice for the boys.

Tomorrow is the big show.

l'll see you soon, Mr. President.

What?

Oh!

Oh, yes.

By the way,

did l tell you l managed to
talk our Eastern Bloc friends

into testing their new nerve gas?

lt's being incorporated
into the missile warheads

even as we speak.

Excellent idea, eh?

Oh, yes. Excellent.

And yet another button
for you to push, eh?

[chuckles]

Very good. l like that.

Yes. lndeed.

lndeed.

This service road leads
directly to the border.

10 miles on the other side is the base

from which Col. Bo-Dai and
his helicopters will attack us.

Unless you can stop them.

Well, l'll give it a try.

l think l need a better
guarantee than that.

Mr. President, guarantees
come with washing machines.

Well, yes, l understand, but l
think l would feel much better

if my own man was flying Airwolf.

lf you had one that could.

Or if l had my own Airwolf.

l could take it if l wanted to.

You and who else?

Perhaps them.

Tell them to stop.

And why should l do that?

This is a detonating device. Electronic.

l press this button, Airwolf goes up.

[sighs]

Mr. Hawke, these men
are here to guard us

and to protect your precious Airwolf.

[chuckling]

Your detonator?

[both laughing]

9Dominic) But I've
never played mercenary.

Just let that old bad side out, Dom.

What bad side? I don't have any
bad side. I mean, I'm a nice guy.

Although I do have kind of a bad temper.

[laughing]

[beeping]

9Dominic) Vidor's field is just ahead.

But I got something else, String.

A few miles south.

The sonic sensors are reacting.

Someone's dropping heavy ordnance.

9Hawke) Practice.

The colonel always
believed in staying sharp.

Ha!

And I believe in staying alive, String.

So don't even think what
I know you're thinking of.

Oh, hell!

[guns firing]

[guns firing]

9Vidor) Commander to group.

That was lousy, boys. Very lousy.

Just one hit.

All right, guys, let's make another run.

Radar says they've got a contact.

A jet. Supersonic.

[screeching]

[guns firing]

9Hawke) Col. Vidor,

we have met the enemy.

And they are us.

Capt. Hawke.

Capt. Hawke reporting

with a little present for the colonel.

Yeah, l see it. l just don't believe it.

You're not the type for
this kind of business.

And you are?

l've been working at it.

l know. That's why l'm here.

l want a piece of the action.

Okay. You got it.

Colonel.

lt's good to see you, Hawke.

Boys, this is Capt. Hawke.

[chuckling] The second best
chopper pilot in the world.

Let's get a drink.

(Vidor) lce.

Hard to come by down here.

You earn it.

Sometimes.

We definitely earned our
perks in Nam, didn't we?

That's for sure.

Colonel,

what do you know of St. John?

Wasn't he repatriated?

Still an MlA.

Mmm.

l thought you might know
something. You went down with him.

l saw his ship go down, but, uh,
then l took that SAM in the aft rotor

and down l went, right into the arms of

the, uh, North Vietnamese People's Army.

(Vidor) l never saw St. John.

Hey!

Remember the day we brought
old Bo-Dai down, huh?

What do you mean ''we''?

You told us all to stay out of it.

l was just an observer.

uh-huh, l wish l had
50 observers like you.

(Vidor) Old Bo-Dai-Thung
could not believe

anyone would go right at him like that.

Least of all an imperialistic Yankee.

He paid for it.

Yeah. He did.

l'm glad l could go down and
pick up his helmet, though.

lt's a good reminder.

How come you never went home?

The squadron was my home.

And America had no war.

Besides, l kind of liked the
idea of being dead. Starting over.

A new chance.

l came down to Limbawe during the war.

And l've been here ever since.

lt pays well.

What about you? For
starters, nothing paid well.

[men chattering]

(Hawke) What's going on out there?

(Vidor) Firing squad.

The former President of
this embattled country.

Does that bother you, Captain?

This isn't the good
old US of A, you know.

North and South Limbawe
are emerging countries.

And birth is never an easy process.

Death is always a hell of a lot easier.

Well,

answer my question. Does
that, out there, bother you?

l came for the money.

l don't buy that for a second.

l know you, remember?

And l know you.

There's still time.

Time for what?

[speaking foreign language]

There is no time, Captain.

No time at all.

Now,

you tell me why l should risk
what l've got here for you.

l can score big. Get
out of the business...

Tomorrow is not gonna be any
different for either of us.

lt's just a matter of who
we're doing it for and why.

My faith's restored, Colonel.

l should have known you'd see through
these recruits and take action.

Yeah, we all have our moments of doubt.

General, why waste a perfectly
good firing squad on one traitor?

Excellent idea.

Ugh.

[grunting]

l won't miss tomorrow, up there.

l won't fight you.

Yeah, you will. You
won't have any choice.

Now get out of here.

Take Ngomo with you. Move!

[grunting]

(Hawke) Get him in that
ship. Get it started.

Dom, go back. Get it started.

[guns firing]

Come on, kid. Get up.

[guns firing]

Okay, Dom. l got it.

You got nothing. You're hit.

l'm okay.

Don't worry, General, your soldier-for-hire
will take care of everything.

Shame they got the President, though.

Okay, kiddies. Nothing changes.

All we gotta do is get that
high-tech slick of Hawke's,

blow it out of the air, and
then Butami can push his buttons.

And tomorrow we all get
our big, fat bonuses.

[all laughing] All right!

l have really trained
you well, haven't l, Reed?

All of you.

[sighing]

[men laughing]

(Ngomo) l may have been
ignorant of the intricacies

of political power,

but l was never dishonest.

Politically, l am opposed to you.

That does not mean l wish
to face you with a weapon.

(Seko) Then perhaps l'm
dealing with a coward.

(Ngomo) lt was not l who
was willing to sacrifice

his wife for peace.

l want no one to die.

Guns do not bring peace.

They bring bigger guns.

Such as your monster helicopter.

(Seko) One machine, two men,

against your helicopter force?

l would order them out of
the country immediately,

if l could be sure they're not needed.

[sniffling]

Welcome back to the world of the living.

ls the bullet still in there?

No. Passed through. You're lucky.

How do you feel, eh?

[groaning] How do l look?

Like you've been shot, lost a lot
of blood, and have a raging fever.

That's just what l feel like.

(Ngomo) ...people l represent are not.

They would never accept you...

What's going on in there?

[sighs] Politics.

lt was quite a shock when President
Ngomo stepped out of Airwolf.

For the first time since l've known
him, Seko was at a loss for words.

(Seko) We have too many differences.

Sounds like he got his words back.

With a vengeance.

He's a great leader.

Maybe so.

How is he in the human being department?

l'll tell him you've regained
consciousness and the use of your tongue.

l'm sorry.

l'm feeling better.

[chuckling] That's what Seko would say.

And neither one of you are good liars.

Did my husband apologize to you?

Yes.

You see? He's a leader
and a human being.

Wanna give me a hand?

[laughing]

[sighing] l really do feel better.

Well, laughter's supposed
to do that, you know.

And tears?

Yes.

Laughter and tears both.

You and l should live
a long time, Mr. Hawke.

[both laughing]

lt hurts. What?

[laughing] l can't laugh.

Glad to see you up and about, Hawke.

[claps]

President Ngomo has agreed to form
a coalition government with me.

But we need your help.

(Seko) Lea, if you don't mind.

Of course not, Seko.

Oh, Seko, it's wonderful.

For the first time, this
country could really be united.

Ah, my dear, there's the slight matter

of a war that must be stopped.

(Hawke) Sir.

Seko, how long have
you been standing there?

A little too long, l'm afraid.

But something very interesting happened.

What's that?

l saw my wife with another man.

(Seko) A white man.

But instead of getting angry,

l put myself inside both your skins.

And l knew then that as you, Hawke,

l was too much of a
man to betray a friend.

And as you, my dearest love,

l knew that l love Seko too much.

How's that for ego, huh?

[laughing]

Now, now, now. now, now.

Remember. We must be
heroes, and stop this war.

Hey.

How you feeling?

l'll live.

That's debatable.

We've got to get those missiles. Now.

And Vidor? What're you going
to do about the colonel?

String.

l know he was your friend
before, but he's gone bad.

All these years doing
these kind of things...

That...

He's sick inside. l've
seen them like that before,

their guts twisted
like, like barbed wire.

Everyday it twists a
little tighter, and tighter.

[helicopter hovering]

[guns firing]

[guns firing]

That's his gunship.

[guns firing]

Hand-tossed mortars.
lt's an old Nam trick.

[screaming] Lea!

[gun firing]

[screaming]

l'm hit. Seko.

lt's all right. lt'll be all
right. lt'll be all right, Lea.

Quick, Lieutenant, a
doctor! Get a doctor.

[beeping]

We're across the demarcation line.

He's still ahead of us.

9Dominic) Pretty as you please. Playing.

He wants us to catch up with him.

And then he'll play his wild card.

9Hawke) I know.

9Dominic) Well?

Well what?

Nothing.

3,000 meters and closing.

9Dominic) Low hills. Nothing
else on the scope yet.

9Reed) 10 seconds from gauntlet.

And here comes another sucker.

[sighing] No, Reed. I'm the sucker.

And so are you.

Bo-Dai to group. Daddy's in the groove.

Stand by.

He's just about past those
hills, picking up speed.

Ambush time.

9Dominic) No doubt about it.

9Vidor) Raise the gauntlet,
kids, and aim straight.

Daddy's slamming the door.

Gen. Butami.

Butami here.

This is where you get your
money's worth, sweetheart.

With interest.

There they are.

I have a visual.

[guns firing]

[laughing] So much for
the button-pushers, Hawke?

Try to set her down, Colonel.

9Vidor) Nah, it's no use.
It's gone on too long anyway.

Games. All games.

Playing soldier of fortune.

9Vidor) Playing you. It's crazy.

You wanna know the truth,
Hawke, the crazy, rotten truth?

I know where St. John is!

[explosion]

Vidor was insane, damn it!

The man didn't know
anything about St. John.

What's your evidence?

Me.

You?

Yes. l'd rather believe
l led you into all this

knowing Vidor had no information

than to think that we
might have lost a clue

that would finally and
irrevocably get you off my back.

See you.

Oh!

l almost forgot.

l came here to give you your
unofficial report on Limbawe.

Oh, just what we need.

The coalition government
is still holding very well.

Especially since the death of Butami.

Seko and Ngomo are even
friends, in a manner of speaking.

And Mrs. Logana?

She's, uh, fine. A national heroine.

She sends her love.

And this.

Well, here's to Mrs. Lea Logana,

all those who survived,

and those who didn't.

[inaudible]