Original subtitles

[OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING]

[CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY]

- This is gonna be rough.\N- Yep.

[CAR HORN HONKS]

[PEOPLE SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

[ANNOUNCER SPEAKING TAGALOG\NOVER PA]

[CELL PHONE RINGING]

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

[CELL PHONE DINGS]

- WOMAN ON PHONE: Hi, Dad.\N- Hey, Daniela.

I'm rushing to security.\NIs everything okay?

Yeah, we're fine.\NJust checking in.

- Sorry.\N- Are you gonna make it?

Yeah, I think med-checks\Nshould go quickly.

I meant make it here\Nbefore midnight.

You're still in Singapore.

Well, Hawaii is 18 hours behind.

It's just over six hours\Nto Tokyo.\NAnother six to Honolulu.

So, I'll be there\Nwith plenty of time to spare.

New Year's Eve. One delay...

Hey, hey.\NThere won't be any delays.

Hold on.

Hey, sorry. I'm running late\Nthis morning.

I just need to scan your badge,

and we'll get you\Nthrough quickly.

BRODIE: Thank you.

Now, tell your Aunt Carrie\NI'm expecting\Nsome homemade haggis,

neeps, and tatties\Nwaiting for me, all right?

- DANIELA: Okay.\N- I'll see you soon.

Hey, Dad.

I'm really glad\Nthat we're doing this.

And I'm sorry\Nthat it's taken so long\Nfor us to be together.

BRODIE Don't apologize.\NI know you\Nhave a busy life at school.

Yeah, thanks to you.

That's my job, sweetheart.

I wouldn't have it\Nany other way.

Well, almost.

[PLANE ENGINE ROARING]

[PANTING]

- MAN: Captain Torrance?\N- Yeah, sorry I'm late.

It's fine, sir.\NThe flight officer\Nhasn't even come by yet.

- BRODIE: Good.\N- Oh. Samuel Dele.

- Nice to meet you.\N- Oh, nice to meet you.

- Happy New Year.\N- [GRUNTS] And to you.

- Where are you from?\N- Uh, Hong Kong, sir.

Did my training at the\NCivil Aviation Department.

Oh, yeah.\NI hear that's a great academy.

And you, sir?\NEnglish, I'm guessing?

Hell, no.\NI wouldn't lower myself.

- Nope. I'm Scottish.\N- [CHUCKLES] Oh.

Although I did fly\NRAF Transport years ago.

Back then,\Nall the sexy assignments\Nwent to the English blokes.

I didn't mind, though,\Nbecause for me,

the heavies were an easy path\Ninto the airlines.

[IPAD BEEPING FAINTLY]

Well, it looks like\Nthey're pushing us\Nthrough weather.

BRODIE: Of course they are.

Gentlemen, let's see.

One-hundred and nineteen,\Nfourteen passengers.

Everything cleared.\NAny questions?

Yeah. Looks like\Nwe're pushing through\Nsome serious weather.

It's converging here\Nover the South China Sea.

We're aware of it.\NBy the time you get there,

- it should have moved inland.\N- What if it sits there\Nand stews?

We can push out east,\Ncome north over Luzon?

That adds an hour\Nand 18K in fuel.

The flight's nearly empty,\Nso we need to shorten.

Take it to 37.\NYou'll clear that weather.

Good flight. Happy New Year.

Happy New Year.

Do our iPads\Ncontrol the weather\Nlike his does?

[LAUGHS]

There you go.

[GRUNTS, SNIFFS]

Hello, gentlemen.

My name's Bonnie.\NI'll be your chief tonight.

- Oh. Nice to meet you, Bonnie.\N- Good to meet you.

Um, Captain,\Nyou're needed in the Jetway.

- Okay.\N- See you soon, Cap.

Captain Torrance,\NFlight Commander.\NHow can I help you?

Fugitive extradition to Toronto.

We'll be with you\Nas far as Tokyo.

He'll remain in constraints\Nand be under\Nmy constant supervision.

Well, is he dangerous?\NWhat did he do?

Homicide. 15 years ago.

Wasn't expecting that.

MAN: We found him in Bali\Nunder an alias.

And he's been around,\NI'll say that.

Yeah, this is a bare flight.\NYou're gonna attract\Na lot of attention.

I don't wanna scare\Nthe rest of the passengers.

I'm afraid\Nyou're stuck with us, Captain.

[INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER]

All right.

Just keep away\Nfrom everyone else, please.

Copy that.

Let's go.

[PLANE WHOOSHING\NIN THE DISTANCE]

[INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER]

- Did you check the back there?\N- Everything is set back there.

Evening, ladies.

- Evening, Captain.\N- Evening. How are you?

- Ah, Isabella, how are you?\N- Hey. Good.

- Yeah.\N- Good, good.

- Maria. Pleasure.\N- Hi, Maria. Yeah.

Brodie Torrance.

We're all ready to get out\Nof Singapore?

- Yes, sir.\N- Okay. Let's go.

Okay.

Okay, confirming 14 passengers.

Fourteen passengers.\NNew Year's light.

I'm sure everybody's seen\Nour special guest at the back?

- BONNIE: Louis Gaspare, 35B.\N- BRODIE: Mmm-hmm.

What did he do?

I'm sure\Nthe less we know, the better.

You know, just keep\Nyour interactions with him\Nto a minimum. That's all.

- All right? Good.\N- Yep.

So, we're gonna get\Nthis new year started?

- Yes, sir.\N- Yes.

All right. Get 'em on board.\NLet's have a good flight.

- Okay.\N- MARIA: Same to you.

- BRODIE: How you doing?\N- BONNIE: Hi, there.

- Happy New Year.\N- Happy New Year.

Yeah, just back there.

- Happy New Year.\N- Thanks.

- Hi. Happy New Year.\N- Hi.

- BRODIE: Hi. Hi.\N- Thank you.

- BONNIE: Hi. Happy New Year.\N- PASSENGER 3: I'm not gonna\Nresend it.

- BRODIE: Hi.\N- PASSENGER 2: Hi.

- PASSENGER 3:\NThey've seen his face.\N- [WHISPERING] Happy New Year.

They've... They've seen it. I...

- Gary, I can't make them sign.\N- BONNIE: Hi, happy New Year.

- BRODIE: Hey.\N- PASSENGER 4: Happy New Year.

- BRODIE: Hey, how are you?\N- I can't make them sign.

- BRODIE: How're you doing?\N- PASSENGER 3: That's your...

BONNIE: Hello. Happy New Year.

- D-F, just right here.\N- BRODIE: Hello.

You gotta be kidding me?\NHow'd you get an upgrade?

Trailmiles.

I've gotta sit\Non my own, in coach.

- BRODIE: Happy New Year.\N- Happy New Year.

They should tell you\Nwhen you buy your ticket

- how old the plane will be.\N- No kidding.

Oh, no need to worry, folks.

These planes\Nare pretty much indestructible.

BONNIE: Hey, girls.\NHappy New Year.

- GIRL 1: Hi.\N- BRODIE: Hi, hi.

- Hey.\N- GIRL 2: Hi.

- I think that's everybody.\N- Yeah. Good.

- Okay. All right.\N- Okay.

Excuse me, ladies.\NThat's far enough.

But these are our seats.

I'm in 34D.

It's fine, ladies.\NThat row there is all yours.

GIRL 1: Okay.

Do you wanna sit by the window?

GIRL 1: Yeah, thanks.

[GIRL 1 SIGHS]

[WHISPERING INDISTINCTLY]

[PLANE ENGINE POWERING UP]

[PASSENGERS\NSPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

- Ma'am, can I help you?\N- WOMAN: Oh, thank you.

BONNIE ON PA:\NLadies and gentlemen,

- make sure your seats...\N- Excuse me.

- ...are in\Nan upright position...\N- Thanks.

...that your seatbelts\Nare fully fastened

and any carry-on items\Nyou have are fully stowed.

Once again, thank you\Nfor flying Trailblazer.

- Set to max.\N- DELE: Takeoff trail.

BRODIE: Trim set for takeoff.

And flight controls.

Flight controls, free and clear.

DELE: Check is complete.

Passengers\Nall tucked in, Captain.

All right, let's close it up.\NThanks, Bonnie.

[CLOSES DOOR]

[SPEAKER FEEDBACK]

BRODIE ON PA: Good evening,\Nladies and gentlemen.

Welcome to Trailblazer\Nflight 119.

This is your captain speaking.

If your next stop is Tokyo,\Nthen you're in the right place.

If you're not going to Tokyo,

then you're about to have\Na really long morning.

- [CHUCKLES]\N- Flight time this evening

is six hours\Nand thirty minutes.

And luckily, I know a shortcut,\Nso we might be there\Na little early.

We'll be taking off\Njust as soon as I learn

a few pages\Nof this flight manual.\NThank you.

[EQUIPMENT THUDS]

Ready for pushback?

- Ready for pushback.\N- Make the call.

- No point to stress about it.\N- That's true...

AIR TRAFFIC CONTROLLER\NON RADIO: Trailblazer 119,

you're clear to taxi\NRunway Zero-Two Left.

BRODIE: Trailblazer 119,\Nroger that.

Taxiing Runway Zero-Two Left.

[PLANE ENGINES STARTING]

[FLIGHT ATTENDANT\NSPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

[SIGHS] This is one view\Nthat never gets old.

Trailblazer 119 in position,\Nready for takeoff.

AIR TRAFFIC CONTROLLER:\NTrailblazer 119,

you are cleared for takeoff.

Maintain runway heading,\Nclimb two and maintain 2,000.

BRODIE: Roger that,\Nand cleared for takeoff.

Fly runway heading.

Climb and maintain 2,000.\NTrailblazer 119.

DELE: Takeoff power is set.\NAirspeed alive.

[PLANE ACCELERATING]

Eighty. Cross-checks.

90, 100, 110,

120, V-one.

Rotate.

[PLANE ENGINE ROARING]

- Positive rate, landing gear up.\N- Landing gear up.

- Flaps up.\N- Flaps up.

AIR TRAFFIC CONTROLLER:\NTrailblazer 119, turn right,

heading one-oh-six,\Nzero degrees.

One-two and maintain\None-zero thousand.

BRODIE: Copy departure.\NTrailblazer 119.

[PLANE WHOOSHING]

BRODIE ON PA:\NLadies and gentlemen,

this is your captain speaking.

We've reached\Nour cruising altitude\Nof 37,000 feet.

If there's anything you need...

Sir, would you care\Nfor some almonds?

...please don't\Nhesitate to ask.

We at Trailblazer

appreciate you spending\Nyour New Year's Day with us.

Thank you.

[WHISPERING] Hey, do you want\Nto take a picture with him?

- What?\N- A picture.

Come on.

- GASPARE: Could you not do that?\N- GIRL 2: Sorry.

[GIRL 1 CHUCKLES]

[WHISPERING INDISTINCTLY]

Beautiful family.

[CHUCKLES] Thank you. Just...

It's a juggle.

But we make it work.

How about you, Cap?

- Do you have a family?\N- Yeah, I have a daughter.

Actually, here. Here she is.

Daniela.

I see the resemblance.

[LAUGHS] You think?

- And where's home?\N- Daniela goes to college\Nin California.

And, uh, I'm based\Nout of Singapore.

The distance must be\Nquite challenging\Nfor you and your wife, no?

Well, my wife actually passed\Nthree years ago.

- I'm so sorry, Captain.\N- No, no.

Thank you. Nah, it's okay.

[SOLEMN MUSIC PLAYING]

[PLANE WHOOSHING SOFTLY]

[THUNDER RUMBLING]

- Happy New Year.\N- Oh, thank you.

ATTENDANT: What can I\Nget for you, sir?

PASSENGER 3: Uh, gin.

Do you need any tonic\Nor soda water?

Just gin. Just the gin.

[OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING]

[DEVICE BEEPING]

We're cutting right through\Nthe top of the storm.

[PLANE RUMBLES]

So much for "moving inland."

[SEATBELT ALERT CHIMES]

[ON PA] Ladies and gentlemen, \Nthis is your captain speaking.

The seatbelt signs\Nhave been turned on.

Please remain in your seats\Nwith your seatbelts secure.\NThank you.

[EQUIPMENT CHIMES]

Trailblazer 119,\Nrequesting climb\Nto 40,000 to clear weather.

[STATIC ON RADIO]

TSN control,\Nthis is Trailblazer 119\Nrequesting flight climb

to 40,000 feet\Nto clear weather. Copy?

[STATIC RADIO]

Comms here are not so good.

TCAS is clear of traffic.

BRODIE: TSN control,\Nthis is Trailblazer 119.

Climbing to 40,000\Nto clear weather,\Nin the blind.

- [RADIO FEEDBACK]\N- [PLANE ACCELERATING]

[STATIC RADIO]

TSN CONTROL ON RADIO:\NTrailblazer 119,\Nclear to 40,000.

[SCOFFS]

Copy, TSN. Trailblazer 119\Nlevel at 40,000.

New Year's crew, huh?

- [PLANE RUMBLING]\N- [PASSENGERS EXCLAIMING]

- [ALARM BLARING]\N- DELE: Whoa.

[ALARM STOPS]

PASSENGER: What was that?

Okay.

I'm gonna check\Non the passengers.

- You have control.\N- I have control.

[PASSENGERS WHIMPER, COUGH]

BRODIE:\NNothing to worry about, folks.

Just some weather.

- Here, Bonnie. You okay?\N- Oh. Yes.

[INDISTINCT CHATTERING]

- [WOMAN WHIMPERING]\N- PASSENGER 3: What was that?

Sorry, folks. Just going\Nthrough some weather.

[SIGHS] Is this yours?

- WOMAN: That's mine.\N- BRODIE: Oh. Here you go.

WOMAN: Thank you.

He's great with the jokes,\Nbut can he fly the damn plane?

We're doing\Nthe best we can, sir.

Hey, can I at least get a towel?

We'll get you one\Njust as soon as we can.

What happened? Are you okay?

MARIA: Oh. All good.\NJust a scratch.

All right.

Listen, keep everybody\Nin their seats.

No exceptions. All right?

- [THUNDER RUMBLING]\N- [PASSENGERS EXCLAIMING]

[EARS RINGING]

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

[RUMBLING CONTINUES]

Strap 'em in tight.

BONNIE: Yes, sir.

BRODIE: Bonnie,\Nstay in your seat.

PASSENGER: What's happening?

[BRODIE EXCLAIMS]

DELE: Captain,\Navionics are down.

- [BRODIE BREATHING HEAVILY]\N- [THUNDER RUMBLING]

- I have control.\N- Copy that.

- Check breakers and reset.\N- Resetting.

TSN, this is Trailblazer 119.\NDo you copy?

- [SWITCH CLICKS]\N- Unresponsive. There's no power.

Avionics must be fried. Shit.

Is anyone on this channel?\NPlease respond.

Trailblazer 119, flying blind.

Lightning strike.\NAvionics down. We are dark.

Does anyone have our position?

[SWITCH CLICKING]

Radio is dead. Resetting.

[RADIO BEEPS, WHIRRING]

[RAIN PATTERING]

System failure.

We're not transmitting.

We're on straight battery.

That gives us 10 minutes\Nto put her down\Nbefore we lose power

and drop\Ninto uncontrolled descent.

[PLANE ROARING]

- Stopwatch.\N- [WATCH BEEPS]

DELE: What?

Call it out, Dele.

One minute at a time, okay?

- Okay?\N- Okay.

Okay. Manual nav.\NLast marked position?

[BRODIE GRUNTS]

427, south southwest of Manila,

heading zero-three-zero.

Given speed and heading,

we should be about here.

[THUDS]

The storm's heading northeast.

We won't make Manila.

Mayday, Mayday, Mayday.

This is Trailblazer 119.\NDescending from 40,000 feet.

No radar, no navigation,\Nno antenna, no ADI.

Please respond.

Oh, my God.

BRODIE:\NAvionics are fried, Bonnie.

It's about to get very rough.

Okay, okay, okay.

[RATTLING]

[INDISTINCT CHATTERING]

PASSENGER:\NThis is not happening.

Ladies and gentlemen,\Nwe've had...

[RUMBLING CONTINUES]

Ladies and gentlemen,\Nwe've had\Nan electrical malfunction

and I need everyone to have\Ntheir seatbelts\Nsecurely fastened!

We're gonna be forced\Nto fly through\Nsome severe weather!

- PASSENGER: What happened?\N- An electrical malfunction!

I need everyone's seatbelts\Nto be fully fastened!

BRODIE BREATHING HEAVILY]

Captain.

- Time?\N- Eight minutes.

[THUNDER RUMBLING]

We're gonna lose the moon.\NKeep your eyes on the gyro.

Call it out.

Get ready to take the controls\Nif anything happens.

[PLANE RUMBLING]

[HAIL SPLATTERING]

That's hail.

Now it's a party.

Shit. We gotta\Npunch through this storm

and see where we come out.

[BRODIE BREATHING HEAVILY]

[PLANE ROARING]

[SCREAMS]

[WOMAN 1 SCREAMS]

- [YELPING]\N- GIRL 1: My phone.

- It's not going through.\N- Neither is mine.

[RUMBLING CONTINUES]

Come on, baby.\NHold tight. Hold tight.

[WOMAN 2 YELPS]\NOh, my God. Help!

Can you take off the cuffs?\NI can't swim.

Not a chance.

[PLANE ROARS]

[THUNDER RUMBLING]

Go ahead, go ahead.\NI got you. I got you.

The goddamn plane\Nis falling apart!

[GIRL 2 YELPS]

Shit!

[SEATBELT CLICKS]

[GIRL 2 CRYING]

- Sir, you must take your seat.\N- Sir? Sir? Sit down.

Stay here. Stay here,\NIsabella. Just stay.

- Just stay seated.\N- ISABELLA: Sit down!

- Sit down!\N- MARIA: Sit down!

[RUMBLING CONTINUES]

[PLANE DESCENDING]

- [PASSENGERS EXCLAIMING]\N- MARIA: Isabella!

- [BONE CRACKS]\N- [SCREAMING]

WOMAN: Oh, my God!

Whoa.

[MAN SOBBING]\NCould you help her?

Time?

Five minutes and forty seconds.

[BRODIE BREATHING HEAVILY]

[ENGINE ROARING]

BRODIE: Come on.\NCome on, break through.

Oh, fuck.

[PLANE ROARING]

[LOUD WHOOSHING]

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

[RUMBLING STOPS]

There you go.

Time?

DELE: Four minutes\Nand thirty seconds.

[SOFTLY] Okay.

Can you see land anywhere?

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

MARIA: Please, sir, sit down.

Everyone stay\Nin their seats, please.

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

[DOOR CREAKS OPENS]

[SOFT RATTLING]

[BONNIE WHISPERING]\NCaptain, what do I tell\Nthe passengers?

Never thought\NI would ever have to say this.

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

Prepare to ditch.

BONNIE: Okay.

[DOOR CLOSES]

Attention, everyone!

I need you to brace for impact!

The plane is equipped\Nwith flotation devices.

- We're gonna crash.\N- BONNIE: And once we are down,

I will give you\Nfurther instruction!

- Maria, do you hear me?\N- MAN: Where are we landing?

MARIA: Yes, copy that!\NBrace for impact!

[SEATBELT CLICKS]

Those white caps\Ndon't look too welcoming.

Time?

Three minutes.

[SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING]

[BRODIE SIGHS]

BRODIE BREATHING HEAVILY]

All right, Dele.\NLet's give this our best shot.

On my command,\Nwe're gonna turn into the wind

and we're gonna come in\Nparallel to the swells,

so we touch down slow and level.

Okay?

[BREATHES HEAVILY]

You see that? Over there?

That's fucking land.

[PLANE ROARING]

Feet dry.\NAny clue where we are?

We should be somewhere\Naround here.

[PLANE ACCELERATING]

AUTOMATED VOICE:\NToo low terrain.

- [ALARM BEEPING]\N- Too low terrain.

That's still working.

[ALARM BEEPING]

- [SWITCH CLICKS]\N- [ALARM STOPS]

Captain, 90 seconds.

She'll give us more.

[PLANE ROARING]

[PASSENGERS WHIMPERING]

What's going on?

We can't be landing here.

Twenty seconds.

We might be better off\Nover the water.

BRODIE BREATHING HEAVILY]

[PANTING]

Out of time.

[GROANS IN FRUSTRATION]

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

There!

That's a road. Time?

Ten seconds past zero.\NAre you...

That's a fucking road.

[PLANE ROARING]

- Flaps full.\N- Flaps full.

Fuel jettison.

[HISSING]

Visually confirming fuel dump,\Nmy side.

DELE: Nothing here.

Right side failure.\NTrying again.

[SWITCH CLICKING]

- Negative.\N- Fuck.

We're a stick of dynamite.

Manually extend gear. Hurry.

[WHEELS HUMMING]

Landing gear extended\Nand locked.

- AUTOMATED VOICE: Low terrain.\N- Shut up.

[TIRES SCREECH]

- [WHIMPERS]\N- [PLANE WHOOSHING]

No. No.

Speed brakes extended.

Reverse full thrust.\NReverse full thrust.

[LOUD RUMBLING]

- Help me with the brakes, Dele.\N- On it.

- [WIND HOWLING]\N- [GRASS CUTTING]

[WHEELS SCREECHING]

[GRUNTS]

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

[ENGINE POWERING DOWN]

Okay.

- [SWITCHES CLICKING]\N- Everything off.

[EQUIPMENT POWERING DOWN]

How... How did you...

[PATTING ON BACK]

One minute at a time.

- Right, Dele?\N- [LAUGHS]

[SOFTLY] Fuck.

[ELECTRICITY CRACKLING]

Hell, we still got fuel.

And a hot plane.

Let's get everyone off now.\NLet's go.

BRODIE: Dele,\Nget everybody in the front.

PASSENGER 3: Get me the hell off\Nthis damn plane.

BRODIE: Everybody okay?

Quiet, please.\NEverybody, listen up!

I need everybody\Noff the plane now!

PASSENGER 3:\NWhich way are we going?

Everybody, quiet.\NGo to the front.\NGo to the front.

I need you all\Noff this plane now!

[PASSENGERS EXCLAIMING]

MAN: I just wanna know what...

[PASSENGERS CLAMORING]

- Don't worry about your stuff.\N- DELE: You need to breathe.

BRODIE:\NGet moved to the front.

DELE: Okay, just breathe.

- BRODIE: Bonnie?\N- BONNIE: Two!

We have two. Sir, two.

- DELE: Okay, just go.\N- Okay, come on. Move, move.

BRODIE:\NLet's calmly exit the plane.

Everybody, stay calm.\NLet me through.

- Hurry, Bonnie.\N- BONNIE: Oh, yes.

In a single line,\Ncome on through. Come on.

BRODIE: Be calm!\NGo! Move, move.

[SOLEMN MUSIC PLAYING]

BONNIE: Please move to the side.\NPlease move to the side.

[BIRDS CHITTERING]

[AIR HISSING]

Okay, sit down.\NFold your arms, like this.

Arms crossed, sit down.

[CAR HORNS HONKING]

[INDISTINCT CHATTERING]

- Flight 119.\N- Uh, I'll call you.

What do we know, Sydney?

SYDNEY: Well, sir,\Nwe lost it somewhere\Nwest of the Philippines.

- Lost?\N- The plane requested\Na higher altitude

at 5:16 a.m. local.

Nineteen minutes,\N23 seconds later,\Nall communication stopped.

Manila ATC had them on radar\Nuntil 5:43 a.m. local

when the plane dipped\Nbelow 20,000 feet\Nand lost all contact.

Get me David Scarsdale,\Nright now.

BONNIE: Um, we have some cuts\Nand bruises,

but, um, I think everyone's\Njust pretty rattled.

BRODIE:\NAnyone have cell service?

No. No one.

DELE: What do we do\Nabout the prisoner?

I don't know.\NThat's a new one\Nfor me.

Um...

I saw him eyeing\Nthe officer's keys,\Nso I took them.

Is he dangerous?

BRODIE SIGHS]

He's being extradited\Non a murder charge.

The officer...

The officer said, yeah,\Nhe might be dangerous.

Look, we just keep an eye on him

and keep him separate\Nfrom the other passengers, okay?

Just try your best.

- BONNIE: Okay.\N- All right.

BONNIE: Here. I think\Nyou should hold on to these.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

- BRODIE: Okay. Let's go.\N- Okay.

BRODIE: Yeah, okay.

WOMAN: Water... Just nowhere.

- PASSENGER 3: What's going on?\N- PASSENGER 4: Tell us something.

PASSENGER 5: Yeah.\NWe need information.

Can we please\Nget some real answers?

- There's gotta be some thing...\N- BRODIE: Okay, everybody...

Everybody... Listen, listen up.

I want to thank you all\Nfor your cooperation.

I'm sorry for what\Nwe just had to go through,

and I know\Nyou all have questions.

- PASSENGER 4: Yeah.\N- Yeah.

So, here's the situation.

We got hit by lightning

and our main power\Nand comms are down.

Okay, so, as of now,

there's no way\Nof calling for help.

- PASSENGER 3: What?\NYou're kidding.\N- No way? No way?

What I need everybody\Nto do right now, listen up...

- MAN: How come?\N- ...is remain calm.

All right? Once the plane\Ncools down,

we're gonna get back on there,\Nwe're gonna get our things,

get some water

and we're gonna figure out\Nwhat we're gonna do.

Do you know where we are?

BRODIE: Yeah, we think\Nthat we're near Davao

in the southern Philippines.

- You think?\N- BRODIE: We think.

- PASSENGER 3: Very reassuring.\N- BRODIE: Rest assured,

me and the crew are gonna do\Neverything we can to make sure

that we get you\Nout of here safely.

All right? Okay. Thank you.

Okay, come on.

[INDISTINCT CHATTERING]

- SCARSDALE: Hey, Terry.\N- TERRY: Hey.

Everyone,\Nthis is David Scarsdale.

He specializes\Nin corporate strategy\Nand crisis management.

- Happy New Year.\N- SCARSDALE: Let's hope so.

Is this\Nthe last point of contact?

Yes, it is.

SCARSDALE:\NThat's a hell of a storm.

What idiot sent them\Nflying through that?

It's airline protocol.

Flight was light.\NIt was the most\Nefficient route.

I thought\Nthey could fly above it.

You thought? What, are you\Na fucking meteorologist, too?

How much fuel did you save?

About $12,000.

Well, congratulations.\NThat's barely tip money\Non this deal.

The clock is ticking.\NEvery minute matters.

If that plane ditched at sea,\Nor crash landed,

we can count those minutes\Nin lives lost or saved. Got it?

Okay, so, what can I do?\NCall the military? US assets?

What are your best options?

Well, in that part of the world,

there's only one option\Nright now.

What's that?

You're gonna want\Nthe lawyers out of here.

TERRY: It's fine. Tell me.

Private assets.\NI'm already into it.

- TERRY: Mercenaries?\N- Terry...

The Philippines\Nare not the Amalfi Coast.

Now, I need a group working\Non press releases

for every possible scenario.

A ghosting like Malaysia 370.

A crash landing\Nwith no survivors.

A hijacking with demands.

If you have plans\Nfor New Year's Eve,\NI just canceled them.

BRODIE: A little further.\NYeah, right to the end.

- Tight as we can.\N- MAN: Yeah.

Why can't we just stay inside\Nthe plane?

- [BRODIE SIGHS]\N- It's safe and dry.

Well, that's a good question,\NMister, uh...

Sinclair. Matt Sinclair.

Well, without air conditioning,

that plane\Nis gonna cook in the sun.

So, we're better off out here,\Nwith the shelter and a breeze.

Hey, while you're there,\Nyou wanna step in,

help secure that, Matt Sinclair?

Okay, if you're in your bags,\Nyou find anything like,

uh, bug spray, sunscreen,

food, please share. All right?

Mr. Gaspare.

[SIGHS]

Well...

Looks like we've got ourselves\Nin a bit of a mess here.

[BOTH CHUCKLING]

And so,

I'm not quite sure\Nwhat we're supposed\Nto do with you.

To be honest,\NI'm a bit surprised\Nyou're still here.

You think I'm fucking\Nstupid enough\Nto try and escape

in a jungle I don't know?

In handcuffs?

Unless you're offering.

I don't think I can do that.

Then we have\Nnothing to talk about.

[BIRDS CHITTERING]

BRODIE: Shit.

[SIGHS] This is what happens\Nwhen a 40-amp fuse

gets hit with enough juice\Nto light a city.

Check it out, man.

[BRODIE PANTING]

DELE: What about the radio?

[SIGHS]

Let's see here. [SNIFFS] Oh, no.

It's fried, melted.

And the transponder?

[GRUNTS]

It's hard to tell\Nwithout the power.

[BRODIE GRUNTS WEARILY]

If we could reroute\Nthe isolation bus

to the essential bus,

we could draw down more amps\Nfrom the battery.

In theory.

[EXHALES] Captain,\Nplane's fully unloaded

except for the, uh,\Nbodies and their personals.

- I'll handle it.\N- BONNIE: Okay.

- Hey, Bonnie.\N- Yeah?

Sorry about Isabella.

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]

[SOLEMN MUSIC PLAYING]

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

[UNZIPS BAG]

- What are you doing, man?\N- You know what they say.

No video, didn't happen.

Here we all are.\NAlone, in the jungle.

No idea of how\Nwe're gonna get out.

Survivors of the worst\Nfucking plane ride

in the history\Nof bad plane rides.

There's our lovely plane\Nthat decided\Nto fall out of the sky.

Trailblazer.\NNever flying this again.

There's our snacks.\NThey're gonna last us

about an hour.

DELE: Zero-sixteen.

Carried that course\Nfor 13 minutes.

So, assuming\Nthe transponder went down

with the lightning strike...

Let's do the math.

That's 17 minutes,\N300 miles per hour.

So, multiplying\Nthat out, that's...

Shit.

That's over a thousand\Nsquare miles' search radius.

It'll take a miracle\Nto find us here.

Captain. This island here? Jolo?

It's very, very bad.

- What...\N- It's run

by separatists and criminals.

There's no government or police.

If this is where we landed,\Nwe're not safe.

All right, we tell Bonnie.

But let's keep this\Nto ourselves for now.

MAN: And then there's this guy,\NMr. Mysterious.

Very friendly.

- No, no, no. [GRUNTS]\N- BONNIE: Captain!

Keep me out\Nof your fucking videos!

BONNIE: Hey, did you hit\Nyour head?\NAre you okay?

Maria, can you please\Nget the medic bag?

MARIA: Yep.

I'm gonna need you to do\Nan on-camera hit\Nfor the press, Terry.

We'll have a statement prepared,\Nbut you'll need\Nto take questions, too.

Shouldn't we wait till we know\Na little bit more?

If we wait until we know more,\Nit looks like\Nyou're hiding something.

Just show\Nyour concern, be humble.

- You know the drill.\N- Got it.

Here you go. [SIGHS]

You, Mr. Fuckin' Weatherman.

Time to redeem yourself.

I need everything\Non that aircraft.

Flight times, maintenance logs.

Names of the techs\Nwho last serviced the plane.

- Everything.\N- Yes, sir. Got it.

[BAG UNZIPPERING]

[ANIMALS CHITTERING]

[SIGHS]

[BRODIE GRUNTING]

[EXHALES]

You sure about this, Captain?

No.

But we're running pretty low\Non options.

Look, I'm not tying him up.

If he runs, at least he's away\Nfrom the others, right?

All right.

Let's go and break it\Nto the others.

[ZIPS BAG]

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

All right, everybody. Listen up.

So, here's our situation.

Mr. Dele and I,\Nfrom our calculations,

we believe that we have landed\Non an island

somewhere in the Sulu cluster.

We don't know which island.

The problem is the area\Nbetween where the transponder

was struck by lightning\Nto here is so vast

that search and rescue\Ncould take some time.

- Jesus Christ.\N- MAN: How long is it gonna take?

We're also gonna have to ration\Nfood and water.

What's your next move?\NSmoke signals?

Can you just keep it\Nto yourself?

Cut him a break.\NAt least he landed the plane.

We didn't crash.

We're in the middle\Nof nowhere though.

- We're stranded.\N- MATT: Yeah, come on, man.

MAN: We didn't crash, man.

BRODIE: Listen, last night,\Nwe flew over\Nsome kind of facility.

I'm hoping they have a phone\Nor a radio.

If I can get there,\Nmake contact,

we could be rescued in hours.

Until then, I need everybody\Nto be careful

because we don't know\Nwhat's going on in that jungle.

- I'll go with you.\N- I will come, too.

I appreciate it.

But Mr. Gaspare\Nhas kindly volunteered to come.

MATT: [SCOFFS] What?

MAN: You're taking a guy\Nin handcuffs?

- [SCOFFS]\N- Makes sense.

[HANDCUFFS CLINKING]

[SIGHS]

Come on.

MAN: Datu!

Datu!

Datu!

[SPEAKING TAGALOG]

Well, we're doing everything\Nwe possibly can

to find Flight 119,\Nsparing no expense.

REPORTER: Have you determined\Nthat the plane has crashed?

Uh, no, that's not\Nthe assumption.

- We have very little...\N- You sure it's Dad's flight?

- We are coordinating...\N- CARRIE: I'm sure.

TERRY: ...the search and rescue\Nefforts in the region.

No.

TERRY: As soon as we have\Nsome updates,

hopefully some positive news,\Nwe'll get right back to you.

[BIRDS CHITTERING]

I peeked through\Nyour officer's bag for supplies.

I came across your pocketknife.

You former military\Nor something'?

Groupe des\NCommandos Parachutistes.

French Foreign Legion.

Pay and benefits suck,

but they don't ask any questions\Nif you can hack it.

Questions?

Nothing's black\Nand white, Captain.

I was just at the wrong place\Nat the wrong time.

No one cares\Nwhat really happened.

I was 18 and fucked.

So, rather than, uh,\Nrot in prison,\NI ran, joined the Legion.

End of story.

BRODIE:\NHow'd you get caught?

Forget it. Doesn't matter.

[EXHALES]

Now let me ask you something.

Did you bring my knife?

Sorry, no.

I left it in the bag.

How about\Nthe dead officer's gun?

BRODIE: We should\Nbe getting close about now.

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

[SIGHS]

SCARSDALE: Brodie Torrance.

Scottish, UK citizen.\NRoyal Air Force.

Then flew commercial\Nfor 20 years.

New York to London,\NParis, Tokyo. Hot-shit routes.

Since then,\Nhe's been flying Egypt,\NMeridiana, Frontier

and Trailblazer,\Nflying shit third-tier routes.

- Why? What happened?\N- Check the video file.

MAN: Hey, where's my drink?

- Oh, Jesus.\N- I asked you for a drink,

like, 10 minutes ago.

What do you want?\NGet out of here.

BRODIE: Hey, hey, hey!

- What the hell is going...\N- [GRUNTS]

[BOTH GRUNTING]

[MAN CHOKING]

Can this get any worse?

That's right. That's right.

I like this guy.

[SIGHS]

[DELE GRUNTS]

[SWITCH CLICKING]

[MACHINE WHIRRING]

[CHUCKLES]

Holy shit.

- [BIRDS CHITTERING]\N- [INSECTS TRILLING]

[METAL CLINKS]

[WHISPERING] Fuck. Okay.

[WINCES]

SCARSDALE: John Shellback,\Nit's David Scarsdale.

What's your status?

We're prepping to load now.\NShould be in the air 0900.

Please, Scardy, tell me\Nwe're going back to Macau.

[CHUCKLES] File a flight plan\Nfor Manila,

and we'll see\Nhow things shake out.

SHELLBACK: Are you telling me\Nyou have no idea

where this plane actually is?

It's not in Macau.\NI can tell you that.

That's gonna be extra, Scardy.\NThat's going to be extra.

Happy fuckin' New Year.

Out.

They're on their way.

They'll reach the area\Nin about three hours,

then parachute in\Nonce we get\Nthe plane's location.

JIM: So, how much\Nin the emergency fund?

Half million.

Great. That might be enough\Nto get one of us

- out of Indonesian prison.\N- Here.

- Are we good, boys?\N- Good now. There you go, boss.

[DIAL TONE]

[EXHALES]

One, eight...

[LINE RINGING]

WOMAN: Welcome\Nto Trailblazer Airlines.

- This is Carmen.\N- Carmen, listen carefully.

This is an emergency.

I'm Captain Brodie Torrance.\NTrailblazer 119.

We've gone down on an island\Nin the Sulu Sea.

I'm sorry, I don't understand.

My name\Nis Captain Brodie Torrance.

And I'm the captain\Nof Trailblazer 119.

Now, we've gone down.\NWe made a crash landing on...

Sir, we've been\Ngetting crank calls

- all day about this.\N- No. Hello?

I hear you. I'm here.

Now, I need you\Nto patch me through\Nto emergency ops immediately.

Listen, we've been getting\Ncalls all day about this.

- Just shut up and listen.\N- Calm down, sir.

- We've been getting...\N- Sorry.

...crank calls all day long\Nabout this disappearance.

Now, can you tell me\Nyour employee badge number.

[WHISPERING] Fuck.

I don't actually have\Nmy badge on me, Carmen.

- I need you\Nto believe me on this.\N- Sir, without your badge...

- Carmen.\N- Sir...

- Can you hear what I'm saying?\N- I can hear you.

- Our flight has gone down.\N- Without your badge number...

- I'm the captain of Trail...\N- [LINE DISCONNECTS]

Hello?

[SIGHS]

Nail the badge\Nto my fucking head.

[DIAL TONE]

All right, Daniela.

Don't let me down.

[CELL PHONE VIBRATING]

- [LINE CRACKLING]\N- Hello?

[BRODIE SIGHS] Daniela?\NThank God.

- Hey, can you hear me?\N- [CHUCKLES SOFTLY]

- Now, listen. Don't...\N- Dad? Is that you?

- Yes, sweetheart. It's me.\N- You're okay?

- Dad.\N- I'm okay, I'm okay.

Now, don't talk. Just listen,\N'cause we might cut out, okay?

Quick. Grab something\Nto write with.

- Dani?\N- Not now, Aunt Carrie.

- Is that your dad? Dani.\N- Yes, yes!

- Where are you, Brodie?\N- Okay, I got it.

We've gone down, all right?

I want you to write what I say,\Nand get it\Nto Trailblazer immediately.

DANIELA: Okay.

All right, we're on an island\Nsomewhere in the Jolo cluster

in the Sulu Sea.

Now, we have no radio.

And I don't know\Nwhat island we're on.

[BOTH GRUNTING]

Wait, no, stop!

- DANIELA: Dad!\N- Wait!

[BOTH GRUNTING]

[THUDDING]

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

[KNIFE CLATTERS]

[OBJECTS CLATTERING]

BRODIE GRUNTS]

[BONE CRACKS]

[NECK CRACKS]

[PANTING]

[GRUNTS]

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

[GROANS]

Oh, fuck.

[GRUNTING]

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

[GUNSHOTS]

[WHISPERS] Fuck.

[DOOR OPENS]

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]

You can come out, Captain.

I'm not gonna hurt you.

Drink it all. Hurry.\NWe gotta move.

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

Are you okay?

No.

GASPARE: Would you rather\Nthat be you?

- No.\N- That's it, then.

You bury it all.

Deal with shit later.

Reach anyone?

Yes.

But we can't depend on it.

I got cut off.

It's loaded.

Slip the safety and shoot.

[MOTORCYCLE REVVING]

[MAN SPEAKING TAGALOG]

GASPARE: Lucky for you,\NI snuck up on these guys.

I got a feeling\Nwe're gonna see a lot more.

[WHISPERING] Hey. Hey.\NCome here.

Look.

Hey, they've got passports here.

[BEEPS]

Filipino, UK.

[GASPARE WHISPERING]\NHey, Torrance.

Look here.

[TAPE WHIRRING]

Mark and Maria Burnham.

Missionaries with \Nthe Good Samaritan Fellowship.

Holy shit.

$200,000 needs to be prepared\Nin cash by tomorrow.

They say instructions\Nto follow for that

by tomorrow or they're...\NThey're gonna kill us.

I gotta get to the passengers.

[GROANS]

Ah, shit.

[ENGINE STARTS]

Come on.

[METAL CLANKING]

[VEHICLE APPROACHING]

- MATT: Do you hear that?\N- Yeah.

Someone's coming.

[INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING]

- Hey. Hey!\N- Hey, hey!

- MAN: Hey!\N- Hey, hey!

WOMAN 1: We're here.\NYes! We're here!

DELE: Hey, get back. Get back!

Get back, get back.\NWe don't know who it is.

We don't know who it is.

- Get back! Get back in!\N- WOMAN 2: Come on.

- MAN: Hey, hey!\N- DELE: Stop!

- [GUNS FIRING]\N- [PEOPLE SCREAMING]

Hear that? Stop the truck.

What?

What the fuck\Nis the matter with...

[GUNS FIRING IN DISTANCE]

- [INDISTINCT SHOUTING]\N- Oh, shit.

[FIRING CONTINUES]

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

[BRIE WHIMPERS]

[IN ENGLISH] Where is captain?

I'm in charge.

[WHISPERING] Hey, hey.

MAN: Give list. Passenger list.

Oh, shit. Yeah,\NI've gotta go in there.

Hey, wait, wait, wait.\NNo, wait, wait, wait.

[BONNIE WHIMPERS]

Passenger list.

Captain Brodie Torrance?

Captain Torrance isn't here.

HAJAN: Where is he?

- [PASSENGERS EXCLAIMING]\N- Where is he?

Hey, hey, hey, stop. Stop.

He went...\NHe went looking for help.

- MAN: Help where?\N- I don't know!

Just a phone, a radio!

So, no one know you're here?

[BREATH TREMBLING]

- [ROSALIE SCREAMS]\N- JOSHUA: No!

[PASSENGERS SCREAMING]

[GASPS, SIGHS]

[SCREAMING]

[JOSHUA SCREAMING]

[MACHETE UNSHEATHES]

[JOSHUA SCREAMING]

[PASSENGERS EXCLAIM]

[GROANING] Oh.

[SOBBING] Oh, my God.

Passport.

[PASSENGERS WHIMPERING]

Get on bus, now!

- [GUN FIRING]\N- [PASSENGERS SCREAMING]

Go! Move!

[INDISTINCT SHOUTING]

REBEL: Move!

[INDISTINCT SHOUTING]

[WOMAN EXCLAIMS]\NNo, no, no, no, no.

[MALE FIGHTERS\NSPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

[SPEAKING TAGALOG]

[CAR ENGINE STARTS]

[CAR ENGINE STARTS]

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

[IN ENGLISH]\NFuck is wrong with you?

What the fuck is your problem?

What the fuck were you gonna do?\NIt's a fucking army.

[PANTING]

BRODIE: We can still find out\Nwhere they are.

They're gonna know\Nwhere they are.

Then what? Oh, God.

- BRODIE: They're gonna know.\N- The fuck?

- BRODIE: Hey!\N- Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

[BRODIE GRUNTS]

- [GUNSHOT]\N- [BRODIE GRUNTING]

Don't fucking move.

[BOTH PANTING]

- GASPARE: You speak English?\N- Yes. Yes.

- Little. Little.\N- GASPARE: Empty your pockets.

- Come on.\N- Okay.

GASPARE: Hands over your head.

[DATU SPEAKING TAGALOG ON RADIO]

Who's that?

Datu Junmar.

He in charge.

GASPARE: "Datu" means "chief."

BRODIE:\NWhere's he taking them?

Hey! Where's he taking them?

I tell you, Datu kill me.

- Kill my family.\N- Me or Datu?

Dandulit village.

Where is he keeping them\Nin Dandulit?

Come on. Come on!

Warehouse, on the river.\NThen boat takes.

Boat takes 'em where?

I don't know.

Where? Fucking tell me where.

- [GRUNTS]\N- [GROANS]

- GASPARE: Tell me. Come on!\N- [GROANS] I don't know!

Whatever Datu say, we do.

I gotta go after them.

And do what? We should wait.

You said you made contact.

I don't know\Nhow much got through.

And I'm not waiting here\Nto find out.

They're my passengers.\NThey're my responsibility.

You don't have to come.\NI'm not expecting you to.

[ON RECORDING]\NAnd I'm the captain\Nof Trailblazer 119.

Now, we've gone down.\NWe made a crash landing on...

CARMEN: Sir, \Nwe've been getting crank calls

- all day about this.\N- No. Hello?

CARMEN: I hear you. I'm here.

BRODIE: Now, I need you\Nto patch me through

to emergency ops immediately.

CARMEN: Listen,\Nwe've been getting\Ncalls all day about this.

- Just shut up and listen.\N- CARMEN: Calm down, sir.

After that call was cut off,

Torrance phoned his daughter,\NDaniela, in Maui.

She confirmed the details\Nof the recording.

And she said he told her\Nthey went down

somewhere in\Nthe Jolo island cluster.

I need Key Hole satellite access\Nto this area to find that plane.

Our assets are going airborne,

and we'll circle\Nthe Jolo cluster

until we get them\Na drop location.

But I need you\Nto call in some favors

- and make it happen.\N- Got it.

[POWERING UP]

[WHISPERING] Good job, Dele.

[TURNS OFF MACHINE]

[WHISPERING] Passen...

- [GUNSHOT]\N- [BIRDS CHITTERING]

[WINGS FLUTTERING]

Dandulit village\Nis one road in, one road out.

Is this any use to me?

You speak Tagalog?

[GRUNTS]

- [KEY CLICKS]\N- [ENGINE STARTS]

Yeah, she's plugging it in now.

Wait, I got... I think...

- We got it. We got it.\N- We're there.

Found it. Dave, found the plane.

Jolo island. Torrance was right.\NStand by.

SCARSDALE: And there it is.

TERRY: Can't believe\Nit's intact.

Sending the coordinates\Nto our assets now.

They'll drop on-site ASAP.

Well, there's really no need.

They'll contact\Nthe Philippine government.

Surely, they'll send\Nlocal authorities

- with a search and rescue.\N- It won't be that easy, Terry.

- TERRY: Why?\N- Because there is

no authority on Jolo island.

It's run by separatists\Nand militias.

The Filipino army\Nwon't even go there anymore.

They got their asses kicked\Nso many times.

Look, the guys\Nwill parachute in.

But they're gonna need some help\Ngetting everyone out.

[ENGINE STOPS]

BRODIE SIGHS]

The village is two kilometers\Nin that direction.

You know you can't\Njust ask for them back.

Yeah, well,\Nyou're the military man.

I was hoping\Nyou'd have some ideas.

[CHUCKLES]

Ah, man.

Thank you...\N[SIGHS] for helping.

A priest in the Legion\Nused to say,

"Redemption can only be found\Nin the most unusual places."

[EXHALES] Well,\Nthis certainly qualifies.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]ING

[LOCK OPENS]

[HAJAN SPEAKING TAGALOG]

[DELE SPEAKING IN ENGLISH] Wait.\NHey, hey. Hey, stop!

Stop! What are you doing?

Yeah, hey, stop!

- [GRUNTS]\N- [BODY THUDS]

Come. Come on.\NCome here. Come on.

[MALE FIGHTER\NSPEAKING TAGALOG]

[BRIE CRYING]

- Come, come, come.\N- No. No!

[MEN GRUNTING]

[DOOR CLOSES]

[GUN CLICKS]

[HAJAN SPEAKING TAGALOG]

[IN ENGLISH] Name. Country.

- [THUDS]\N- Oh!

Name! Country!

Maxwell Carver, England.

Name. Country.

Brie Taylor, American.

Name. Country.

- [GUNSHOT]\N- MATT: Oh!

HAJAN: Name! Country!

Matt Sinclair, American!

Name. Country.

Katie Dhar, Sweden.

Name. Country.

Samuel Dele, Hong Kong.

[HAJAN SPEAKING TAGALOG]

[REBELS SPEAKING TAGALOG]

[SHELLBACK BREATHING HEAVILY]

Shellback. Two dead jundies.

SHELLBACK:\NRoger that. Set security.

Go police up the chutes.\NGet them out the open.

Trailblazer CP,\Nthis is Shellback 6.

How copy?

We got you on comms, Shellback.

Getting your visual up now.

[SHELLBACK BREATHING HEAVILY]

SHELLBACK:\NLet's check the plane.\NCheck. On you.

[CELL PHONE VIBRATES]

Yeah, Terry here.

What do you mean, "No?"

We've got two bodies\Nin the rear galley.

Give us a look.

Shit.

Looks like it might be\Ncrew members.

Did you properly convey\Nthe urgency of the situation?

- Zip 'em up. We got 'em.\N- That's unacceptable.

That is unacceptable.\NYou tell 'em I said that.

[TERRY SIGHS]

Filipinos won't send\Na rescue team

without a battalion\Nof troops in support.

They're saying 24 hours.

True to form.

Any sign of the passengers\Nor the rest of the crew?

SHELLBACK:\NThat's a negative, boss.

At least from\Nwhat I see right now.

Shit.

Trailblazer CP,\Nyou're seeing this, right?

Looks like we may have\Na hostage situation\Non our hands.

[INDISTINCT SHOUTING\NIN DISTANCE]

GASPARE: You see the boats?

They're fueling them up.

[WHISPERING] Shit.

Taking them off the island.

Once they're gone, that's it.

[CHICKENS CLUCKING]

[INDISTINCT CHATTERING]

We have to do this quietly.

No guns until\Nwe absolutely have to.

That's it? That's your plan?

You got a better one?

[MUFFLED SCREAMING]

[PANTING] Oh, shit.

[DOG BARKING]

That's him. That's Junmar.

[CONVERSING INDISTINCTLY]

BRODIE: That's the bus.

They gotta be in that house.

This way.

[SHEEP BLEATING]

[DOG BARKING IN DISTANCE]

[ROOSTER CROWING]

[INDISTINCT CONVERSATION]

[SHEEP BLEATING]

[GRUNTS]

BRODIE: [WHISPERING] Oh, shit.

[KEYS JINGLING]

[WHISPERING] Go.

[KEYS JINGLING]

GASPARE: Psst.

[GRUNTS]

[ALL GASP]

- [THUDS]\N- [BARS CLANKING]

[WHISPERING]\NHey, everybody okay?

- MAN: Yes.\N- Yes.

- WOMAN: What's happening?\N- All right. Okay.

We're gonna get\Neverybody freed up\Nand ready to move.

Hurry, hurry, hurry.

Hey, I'm gonna\Nhave a look around.

BRODIE: Okay.

Now, we're gonna load back up\Non that bus.

- MAXWELL: Where are we going?\N- Back to the plane.

What?

It's all right.\NI've made contact\Nwith Trailblazer.

I'm not sure what got through,\Nbut they know we're alive.

So, they find that plane,\Nand they find us. All right?

- Everybody ready to move?\N- BONNIE: Yes.

All right. Shh.\N[WHISPERING] Quiet. Fast.

[INDISTINCT CHATTERING]

Okay. Quick, quick, quick.

Quick. Hurry.

Hurry, hurry, hurry. Go, go, go.

Can you drive this thing?

Yeah. I can drive anything.

Okay. Here are the keys.\NI think it's the big one.

- [WHISPERING] Stop.\N- What?

Wait, wait, wait, wait.

There's a bunch\Nof armed fuckers on the road.

We're gonna get mowed down\Nif we try to drive past them.

I can engage 'em,\Nbut it's just gonna\Ndraw more of 'em.

Shit.

[BREATH TREMBLING]

Okay, I can handle these guys.

How are you gonna do that?

I'm gonna distract them.\NI'm gonna give myself up.

- That's your plan?\N- Oh, you have a better one?

Look, we don't have\Nany other choice.

You're never gonna see\Nyour goddamn family again.

What about their families?

Look, you know\NI have to try, right?

I mean, I'm the captain.

These assholes\Nare never gonna kill me.\NWorth too much to them.

- [SIGHS]\N- GASPARE: Yeah.

Wait here. Take this.

[EXHALES]

[SHOUTING] Hello? Anyone?

[REBELS SPEAKING TAGALOG]

I need to speak to Junmar.

[REBELS SHOUTING IN TAGALOG]

BRODIE: And I'm unarmed!

No, I'm the captain.\NI'm the pilot here.

[REBELS SPEAKING TAGALOG]

[IN ENGLISH] You're a pilot?\NCaptain Torrance?

I need to speak to Junmar.

Datu Junmar.

Other pilot say\Nyou leave passengers\Nto call for help.

How that go for you?

[SIGHS]

I came to talk to you\Nabout that.

I contacted Manila.

They send, uh,

search and rescue for us,\Nlots of soldiers.

So, I'll be having\Nmy passengers back, thank you.

[GRUNTING]

[GROANS]

JUNMAR: You think you come here,

speak to me,\Ntell me do what you say.

You think backwards.

You in Jolo now, Pilot Torrance.

No rescue coming.

Look, we had problems\Nin the air.

I had to land the plane.

My people just want to go home.

- You can understand.\N- They're my people now.

You're mine.

No matter why.

Everything in Jolo belong to me.

Until I don't want.

[GRUNTING]

[GROANING]

No one care when small man die.

But I make example of big man?

I kill him?

Now they care. Now they pay.

[GROANS]

Fuck you.

Hajan.

[BRODIE GROANING]

[SPEAKS TAGALOG]

[GUN FIRING]

[REBELS SHOUTING]

They're friendlies, Captain.\NStay where you are.\NStay where you are.

[GUNS FIRING CONTINUES]

You hurt?

Captain Torrance, are you hurt?

No, I'm okay.

SHELLBACK:\NWe got the package intact.

Eastern row, main house.\NHow copy? Shellback, out.

- Lake, you got the package.\N- No, wait. Take the others.

Hey, we got them. Let's move!

Move!

SHELLBACK: Move! Move in!

Got you. Move.

- Everybody okay?\N- Everybody, get down!

Roll out! Roll out now!

[GUN FIRING STOPS]

[DATU PANTING] Hajan!

Hajan.

[WHIMPERS]

[IN TAGALOG]

[BIRD CHIRPING]

Took a hell of a beating,\NCaptain. How are you feeling?

BRODIE: Okay. Okay, thanks.

Who are you guys?

SHELLBACK: We're Trailblazer's\Nforward advance crew on this.

John Isaac.\NMo, Willis, and Lake.

So, hold on.

You're the advance crew.

When is the rescue team\Ngetting here?

SHELLBACK: Twenty-four hours\Nis the best Trailblazer can do,

so, unfortunately,\Nwe just became the rescue team.

Twenty-four hours.

We won't be left by then.

I understand, and that's why\Nwe need to work up\Na contingency.

Now, we did bring\Nan emergency fund,

but not enough to buy our way\Noff this island. So...

What do you suggest\Nwe do, Captain?

[WHISPERING] Fuck.

[SIGHS] I got a plan.

No, that's not the assumption.

We have very little information\Nat present.

However, we are coordinating

with all the search\Nand rescue efforts\Nin the region.

- Hopefully...\N- [TURNSTV OFF]

Dad.

I don't know\Nif you'll get this, but...

I love you so much.

You are the most\Namazing father.

And I'm sorry\Nif I don't say it enough.

I don't know what's happening.

Or if you're hurt.

I'm so scared.

[DANIELA CRIES]

So, just please come home.

[ON RADIO] Trailblazer CP,\Nthis is Shellback 6.

Let's wait a sec.\NCopy, 6. What's your status?

SHELLBACK: Hostages secure,\Nbut we've got another plan.

You're not gonna like it.

BRODIE:\NCome on. Everybody, hurry.

BONNIE: Run, run, run!

BRODIE: Hey, gather them here.

- DELE: Everyone, come on.\N- BRODIE: Gather around.

Come on!

Now, there is\Nno full rescue team

coming anytime soon,\Nnot for the next 24 hours.

- MATT: What?\N- BRODIE: We can't wait.

They are gonna come at us\Nwith everything they've got,

and we're not gonna survive.

Now, Dele and I managed to get\Nthe power back up on the plane.

SHELLBACK:\N...from the west end.

We only have one chance.

And that is me flying us\Nout of here in this thing.

- Wait, wait, wait. What?\N- MAN: No way in hell.

- BRODIE: I know.\N- DELE: Listen, listen.

Listen, listen, listen!

If I didn't believe\Nit could be done,

I would not put you guys\Nback on that plane.

I have a daughter.

I have every intention\Nof hugging her again

and making it home.

And I'm telling you\Nthat the way home\Nis on this plane.

I've got you this far.

I just need you to trust me\Nthis one more bit. Okay?

- All right, preflight checks.\N- Copy that.

- Everybody, follow Mr. Dele.\N- DELE: Follow me, come on.

- Okay. All right.\N- DELE: Come on!

[PASSENGERS\NSPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

Come on!

Shellback, how long have I got?

Two minutes tops.

Can't be certain\Nthe damage already done

won't affect\Nflight characteristics

or that the engines won't fail.

SCARSDALE: Shellback said\Nit can be done.

He's the man on the ground.

Short of proper inspection,

he's not qualified\Nto make that determination.

They're being hunted, Terry.

And you're talking\Nabout inspections?

After all they've been through,

imagine the fallout\Nif I allow Torrance

to fly that plane\Nand incinerate everybody in it.

Imagine the fallout\Nif you don't.

Make sure they get on okay.\NCome on.

- Run, run, run!\N- [GRUNTING]

[PASSENGERS\NSPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

Everybody on.

BONNIE: Come on. Let's go.\NLet's go, Maria.

[GRUNTING]

BRODIE: Ah, fuck.

We're about to have a lot\Nof bad guys up our asses.

I'm gonna need you\Nto pick up the pace, Cap.

- BRODIE: All right.\N- We've got two convoys

here and here,

and it looks like a third\Nis not far behind.

All right. I gotta\Nfix this brake first.

- You gotta buy me some time.\N- Got it.

MARIA: Like she said,\Nlet's go. Let's go.

[BRODIE GRUNTING]

[GUNS FIRING]

- [EXCLAIMS]\N- [SCREAMS]

- Move!\N- Bonnie!

I got it, Captain! Help!

BONNIE: Keep moving.

[GUN FIRES]

Move! I can't get him.

Move, move, move!

Time to go, Captain!\NTime to go now!

[GUNS FIRING CONTINUES]

[GROANS]

[CONVERSING IN TAGALOG]

[SPEAKING TAGALOG]

[GROANS]

[MAN SPEAKING TAGALOG]

- [GROANS]\N- [SPEAKING TAGALOG]

Reloading!

[REBEL SHOUTING IN TAGALOG]

[GROANS]

Moving!

[OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING]

[GRUNTS]

[MAN SPEAKING TAGALOG]

[GRUNTS]

[IN TAGALOG]

[BOTH GRUNTING]

[MALE FIGHTERS\NSPEAKING TAGALOG]

[BOTH GROANING]

[MEN SPEAKING TAGALOG]

[GROANING]

[SPEAKING TAGALOG]

Shellback! Shellback,\NI need comms.

It's already\Non the team channel.

Once I start the engines,\Nyou have two minutes.

- I'll leave the stairs down.\N- Roger that.

You know I can't get\Non that plane with you.

- Right?\N- Yeah, okay. Good luck.

- You too, my capitan.\N- [CHUCKLES]

[GROANS]

[JUNMAR SPEAKING TAGALOG]

[GROANS]

[SHOUTING IN TAGALOG]

[GRUNTING]

[PANTING]

[PASSENGERS CLAMORING]

Find a way\Nto strap him in, Bonnie.

Everybody, stay down, okay?

Just hang with me\Njust a little bit longer.

The cabin doors won't seal\Nwithout a reset.

Keep them open,\Nall of them, okay?\NSo they're balanced.

Avionics still shot.\NNothing on screens.

Checked the hydraulics.\NThey look good.

- Okay. APU working?\N- [CHIMES]

- DELE: APU working.\N- Engaged?

- Engaged.\N- BRODIE: Okay.

All right, Dele.

[PANTING]

Start 'em up.

DELE: Starting engines.

- [SYSTEM WHIRRING]\N- BRODIE CLEARS THROAT]

BRODIE GROANS]

- You okay?\N- Yeah, I'm okay.

- [GUNS FIRING]\N- Get down!

[GUNS FIRING CONTINUES]

Shit. I'm out of ammo.

Check our pallet.\NLake, reloading!

[MALE FIGHTER 1 SCREAMS]

[MALE FIGHTER 2\NSPEAKING TAGALOG]

Reloading!

[SHOUTING IN TAGALOG]

[GROANING]

- [GROANS]\N- [SHOUTING]

[SPEAKING TAGALOG]

GASPARE: Shit.

[REBEL SPEAKING TAGALOG]

[REBEL SPEAKING TAGALOG]

BRODIE: I need you\Nwith me, Dele.

- Keep your focus in here.\N- [BEEPS]

Hey, into the live.

Let's turn this baby around.

[ENGINES POWERING UP]

[IN TAGALOG]

They hit our fuel tanks,\Nwe're toast.

[BULLET RICOCHETS]

This is Captain Torrance.

Is anyone there?

Is anyone there, God damn it?\NI'm about to take off.

Captain, you listen to me.\NThat plane stays\Nright where she is.

- Am I understood?\N- Captain Torrance,

my name is David Scarsdale.\NTell me what you need.

BRODIE:\NI need directional assistance.

We have no radar, no nav.\NWe are fully manual.

I figure we've got\Nabout 300 miles tops.

Find me a place to land.

Shellback.

I need you and your men\Non the plane now.

I'm gonna go as soon\Nas we make this turn.

- Get to the plane!\N- Check.

Cover me!

Let's go!

[GUNS FIRING CONTINUES]

DELE: Do we have enough road?

It's gonna have to be.

Gaspare, move! Move!

Gaspare, move!

Gaspare!

JIM: Come on!

Let's go!

My wing clear.

- [BULLET RICOCHETS]\N- My wing is clear.

Can't wait\Nany longer, Shellback.

What's your status?

SHELLBACK: Go on.\NTake us up, Captain.

[SPEAKING TAGALOG]

[SPEAKING TAGALOG]

[BULLETS RICOCHET]

Get down!

[GROANS]

BRODIE: What the fuck?

[GROANS]

[YELLING]

Full throttle.

[PLANE ACCELERATING]

[SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY]

[PLANE RUMBLING]

BRODIE GRUNTS]

DELE: Cap, your shoulder.

I'm okay.

[ENGINE SPUTTERING]

We're losing power,\Nright engine.

- Shutting it down.\N- BRODIE: No!

We need all the thrust\Nwe can get.

- We're gonna hit.\NWe're gonna hit.\N- Save left engine.

[WHIMPERS]

Come on.

[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]

Lost right engine.\NShut it down now.

Shutting down two.

[ENGINE POWERING DOWN]

How bad?

Right wing's trailing edge\Nis damaged.

Shit. Okay,\Njust keep an eye on it.

This is Trailblazer 119.

We're airborne.

TRAILBLAZER CAPTAIN:\NTrailblazer 119,

reading your air speed\Nat 135 knots.

Bordering stall rate.

This is as fast as she'll go.

TRAILBLAZER CAPTAIN: Reading\Nyour altitude at 400 feet.

You need to take her up to 3,000\Nor she's not staying up.

BRODIE: Negative on speed\Nand altitude.

119, you need\Nto take her up now.

We have no fucking doors.

We're depressurized,\Nwe're low on fuel

and we just lost an engine.\NNow, don't tell me\Nwhat I already know.

Find me a place to land.

WOMAN: Pulling up lists\Nof available airfields now.

Let's get it up on the screen.

TRAILBLAZER CAPTAIN:\NBest option, Siasi Island,

50 miles due south.

Adjust your heading\Nto 15 degrees.\NThere's a small airport there.

Can you make it?

[GRUNTS] We're gonna find out.

Jungle cleared. Feet wet.

[PLANE RUMBLING]

Have a visual on Siasi.

Come on. Come on, baby.\NJust a little bit more.

Lost right-side control.

Losing altitude.

Have a visual on Siasi runway.

Prepare for landing!

Brace for impact!\NBrace for impact!

[PLANE RUMBLING]

[ENGINE WHIRRING]

[RUMBLING]

BRODIE: Full reverse on one.

Speed brakes.

[ALL EXCLAIMING]

Help me on the brakes, Dele.

[SCREECHING]

BRODIE\NBREATHES HEAVILY, GRUNTS]

[PLANE SCREECHES]

[INTENSE MUSIC CONTINUES]

Oh.

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

[PANTS]

- [CHUCKLES]\N- MAN: Are we okay?

Yes.

BRODIE BREATHING HEAVILY]

[UPLIFTING MUSIC PLAYING]

[ALL APPLAUDING]

MAN: Good job.

Congratulations, everyone.\NThank you.

[EXHALES, CHUCKLES]

You okay?

[SIGHS]

I've had better days.

[CHUCKLES]

One minute at a time, right?

One minute at a time.

[CHUCKLES]

[SIREN BLARING]

[INDISTINCT CHATTERING]

[SPEAKING IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE]

[PASSENGERS APPLAUDING]

[MAN WHOOPING]

You're a hell\Nof a pilot, Captain.

- Mission accomplished?\N- SHELLBACK: Absolutely.

You need to see someone?

BRODIE:\NLet's keep moving, everybody.

- SHELLBACK: You're the captain!\N- KARIM: Come on, man.

- KATIE: Oh! [LAUGHS]\N- BRODIE: Yeah.

[RESCUE TEAM\NSPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

[PANTS]

[SOFTLY] Captain, you okay?

- Yeah, I am.\N- Are you okay, Captain?

Oh, yeah.\NNo, it looks worse than it is.

I think it was just a ricochet\Nor something.

MARIA: Oh.

Hopefully,\Nthis is a better layover\Nthan the last one.

[ALL LAUGHING]

[BOTH SIGH]

[CHUCKLES]

All right, guys.

- It's been an honor.\N- BRODIE: Yeah.

Good job, Dele.

Just give me a moment.

Hey.

Are you gonna\Ngo to the hospital?

I will.

- Okay.\N- [GROANS SOFTLY]

BRODIE: Hey.

[BREATHES HEAVILY]

[EXHALES DEEPLY]

Thank you so much.

Thank you.

[SNIFFLES]

[BREATHES HEAVILY]

[EXHALES]

[SIGHS]

[GRUNTS SOFTLY]

[EXHALES SHARPLY]

[SNIFFLES]

[BREATH SHUDDERING]

[EXHALES SHARPLY]

[SNIFFLES]

[GRUNTS]

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

[INDISTINCT CHATTERING]

[GROANS SOFTLY, SIGHS]

Hey, it's me.

I'm coming home.

Yeah.

Yeah, you were right.\NI'm gonna be a bit late.