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Is the phrase "revolution or death" finally making sense to you, Pirateque?
In two hours, the captain dies.
Fifteen minutes later, Edilma dies.
And 15 minutes after that, this turns into a slaughterhouse.
You have two hours to bring me the money.
Even God can't bring that money within two hours.
You shut your mouth!
Well, you can shoot your guns all you want.
No matter how badly I want to bring you that money,
the airport's closed.
Not a soul flies out before 4:00 a.m.
If you want your cash, you'll have to wait until 6:00 a.m.
In two hours, you'll look like the coward that murdered me for nothing.
Or how about you just patiently wait those 11 hours for it to be 6:00?
You'd appear honest, because at least you'll have given them a chance.
6:00 a.m., Pirateque.
Not a minute more.
6:00 a.m.
6:00 a.m.
Revolution or death.
Everyone, no more first class in here effective immediately.
Now, you're just one of the people. To the back, go! Now!
Everyone to the back!
My good sir, the fight for social class...
- Enough of this bullshit! - Look, man, I'm just doing my job.
- You've got to let somebody report... - Did I not make myself clear?
You'll be next if you don't cut the bullshit right now, motherfucker.
Stay here!
It's all right, Edie. It's all right.
- It was all my fault. - No!
- I murdered that man. - You didn't murder anyone.
Put your hands on the fucking seat!
Come on.
Edie...
- Edilma. - Captain, I'm so sorry.
- Please, I beg you to forgive me. - No, no, no. Calm down.
Look at me.
Look at me.
What they did to that man is not your fault.
The government and the airline abandoned us.
No one is going to save us, but we mustn't sit here like lambs
waiting to be gutted, beheaded, and butchered.
We need to get everybody out of here
before these two fucking psychopaths murder us all.
But I need to you to be present and sharp.
I am not planning on being killed today, and neither should you.
Edie.
Repeat after me.
We're not going to die here today.
We're not going to die here today.
Repeat after me.
We're not going to die here today.
We're not going to die here today.
We're not going to die here today.
We're not going to die here today.
Now, I need you to find a way to free my hand.
I trust you.
What?
Time to find a way off this fucking plane.
THE HIJACKING OF FLIGHT 601
CHAPTER 3 DOG DAY NIGHT
He's here, he's here.
Doctor! How are you doing?
Doctor, can you believe I extended the money delivery until...
until 6:00 a.m.
I said it before and I'll repeat it now, Pirateque.
That shitshow out there is Pastrana's.
He's already negotiating with the Dutch government
on the possibility of military involvement.
Doctor, are we just going to sit back and do nothing
while everybody gets killed?
I didn't say we just sit back! What's wrong with you?
You, take that and put it in the payroll safebox where it belongs right now.
Yes, sir.
You listen very carefully, as I will say this once, Aristides.
The council is meeting tomorrow.
If you still harbor in your heart the hope of keeping your title,
I need you out there.
Put that pathetic face of yours on,
go and speak to the families of the hostages,
and clean up the name of Aerobolivar.
Apparently, gunshots and explosions have been heard
from inside Aerobolivar flight 601.
They were were hijacked 13 hours ago by members of a subversive group.
We'll continue to update as soon as we have more...
Why are you awake still?
I don't feel well. Please check my temperature on this.
All right.
Where is my mommy?
In Cรบcuta.
- You're 40 degrees. - That means I have a fever, right?
I want my mommy!
There's something wrong with the kids.
We must find a way out of here now.
- What's wrong with you? Sit down! - I feel it, Bรกrbara.
Something's off! I know something's wrong!
Your kids are fine, Edie.
It's time to find a way out.
Breathe.
Bรกrbara...
- What are you doing? What are you doing? - Just a minute.
I know it's here.
DIMENHYDRINATE ANTIHISTAMINE
Ms. Drowsy left these behind.
Please, show some respect to us!
We're doing everything we can!
No, the government demanded we turn over a few details...
What details?
Stop bullshitting us and tell us why shots were heard inside the plane!
You people don't know squat!
You're wasting time when you should be helping them!
I want to inform you that the airline will no longer be part of
the negotiations with the hijackers...
The government has decided to take matters into their own hands.
This is ridiculous!
Aerobolivar...
You're responsible for their safety!
Aerobolivar feels your pain and sympathizes with you all...
No, no, no! Nonsense!
Just a moment, sir.
Is one of your children on that hijacked plane?
- Ha! No, of course not. - Or maybe a brother?
Is your mother being held hostage on that plane?
Then don't say you sympathize with us! Have some decency!
How are you gonna help us?
Go on, tell me! What's the plan according to you? Tell me!
What do you have to say for yourself?
How are you going to help us, sir?
Say something!
What a fucking joke.
Ulises...
- Now what do you want? - Some food.
Some food and water for the passengers.
We'll need to hand out food if you want them here overnight.
- At the moment, we're non-operational. - Is scaring them not enough?
Having everyone here all night, knowing they'll get murdered.
That's not on me.
It's your president and your government who'd prefer to see them die
instead of recognizing the injustice...
So you'll starve everyone to prove your point?
What happened to "Latin America being hungry"?
This plane is hungry. I'm hungry. You're hungry.
Or is "being hungry" some phony story to scam your own people?
Some food and water.
No more. They can leave it on the runway where no one can see.
No one must come close.
You know what's gonna happen if you try to fool us again.
Seventy-four...
Hmm?
Have you lost your mind or what?
These numbers aren't playing nice, Manchola.
Please help me get this open.
Are you an idiot?
If I open that safe for you, we are both going straight to jail!
I... I'm sorry, but this is as far as I go.
Mancholita, don't do this. Don't play hard to get.
Give me the fucking combination.
The last time I did what you asked me to, a man got killed.
Your drinking is pushing you into the abyss, and I won't follow you.
No, my drinking's fine.
It's true. I'm just a little drunk.
But, anyway, aren't drunks and kids
the only ones brave enough to tell the truth?
Brave enough to admit that we were blinded by our own ambition?
No!
No!
I didn't do this for ambition. I did it...
- To... - Hmm?
Because...
Because I wanna be with you.
Mancholita...
Mancholita...
don't cry.
That safe there
holds the opportunity to honor the life we lost on flight 601, yes.
That man died because of us.
Hmm?
This is our opportunity to do something to save those condemned to die.
And to save our souls as well, right?
Right?
Hmm?
Right?
Now, we've gotta come up with a way for you to get this money
all the way to Aruba, but safely, without any obstacles.
No, we're airmailing this. That's how we get it there.
But you're taking it, not me.
You know I can't fly with my medical condition.
Being afraid is not a real medical condition!
You're telling me, after that speech you just made,
you're gonna chicken out?
ARUBA CATERING
Get down, get down, get down.
Go get that and come right back.
You try anything and I'll murder another hostage.
Sorry, but I can't lift heavy things.
That woman wounded my hand just now in the... altercation.
And I'm afraid I can't lift that alone.
- I'll need a man to help me. - Do several runs, then.
Lequerica? Lequerica can help me out. He's a strong guy. Let him do it.
Hands up! Keep your hands up!
Bรกrbara found enough Tramadol to put a bear to sleep for a week.
I sleep like a baby, even through a highjacking.
It's not for you, Lequerica!
Tell the captain we're knocking them out, all right?
I've got the manual with instructions to open the hatch in the back.
Move it!
Here we go. Section two. It's on page 250. It's a tech manual.
- Explains it very clearly. - Technical?
- Yeah. - I'm not an engineer.
- What? - I'm not an engineer.
- Huh? - I'm not an engineer!
Doesn't matter! Just follow the little drawing.
An image is worth more than a million words.
Hurry up! People are starving in here!
Sure.
Enjoy you're meal.
Here, sir, enjoy your meal.
- Well, uh, may I continue then? - Thank you, Edilma.
- Thank you. - Miss, please. Over here.
What the hell is this?
Some bread and cheese?
You said "sandwich."
Come on, give me another one, at least.
That's all there is.
Once the seatbelt sign goes on, run to the back. We're all escaping.
All right.
Once the seatbelt sign goes on,
run to the back because we're all escaping.
- Thanks. - Once the seatbelt sign goes on,
run to the back because we're all escaping.
All right?
What do you want?
I'm sorry. It's a habit I've had since childhood.
What habit?
I like trying to read faces.
Oh yeah?
Can you read mine?
Do you really wanna... wanna know?
It reminds me of a song.
That Sandro song about the boy with the sad face.
No?
It's a song about a really sad boy
who feels alone in his pain and...
nobody knows his story and nobody ever will.
Ever.
Don't know that one.
Is your partner gonna eat something?
Hey, partner!
Eat something.
What you think you see isn't sadness.
You wake up hungry back where I come from,
always an empty stomach.
The only thing in your stomach is rage.
Not sadness.
What's so funny?
Well, I'm laughing because, believe it or not,
I also know what it feels like to be hungry.
My mom had nine mouths to feed
with my dad's lousy insurance seller's paychecks.
I know what it's like to go to bed hungry.
But I never woke up feeling angry.
I felt a drive to get up and make money to buy food.
So, you're like the brother I never had, is that it?
Did my mother abandon you in the same place she abandoned me? Huh?
All I was trying to say was that everything in life is a choice.
It's your choice to eat the world or let the world eat you and spit you out.
It's not like that where we're from. If you're hungry, you've got two options.
You find a ball and learn to play soccer even better than Pelรฉ,
or you get one of these and do what you can.
Or you wake up early and study
and serve five years in the Air Force to be where I'm sitting.
That thing in your hand, that weapon,
is for the ones who don't wake up early.
This is for those of us who are unwilling to accept the shitty hand we were dealt.
There are other ways out,
but to get there you need to work your ass off.
What if it's not that simple, Captain?
So what if you actually do get the shit end of the stick in life?
Then what, huh?
Wake up even earlier,
say your prayers,
and study harder
to avoid becoming an outsider...
or an assassin.
What was that, you piece of shit?
Huh?
Hey, no, no, no!
- Toro, let him go! - What did you say?
- Let go of him! - Huh? Tell me! Say it again!
Say it again, asshole!
I've broken my back my whole life, you asshole!
Let it go! Calm down!
- I'm going to kill him! - Enough!
- Don't say more! - Stop it now!
Where's the other stewardess?
- Go find her. - Get out of my way!
Hey, stewardess!
Hey! Stewardess!
Get out of here.
No! It's too cold!
No, hold still. It's good for you. It'll bring your fever down.
There.
But I don't want to!
Stay alert, I'm going to the bathroom.
Captain Wilches.
He's asleep now.
Great.
Captain, the signal.
I still can't get myself loose.
Captain, the signal!
Just a moment.
Captain, the signal!
- What was that? - Shh, shh, shh!
Go to the back.
With your friend.
Yeah?
Yeah, okay.
What's the matter?
We're both dozing off a bit.
Throw some water on your face.
I think we're gonna need more than some water.
I saw them snorting coke.
We're really fucked now.
I don't know, but I have a bad feeling about those two.
Like they're hiding something.
Have you seen how they talk?
It makes me wonder if they're really guerrillas.
That frightens me even more, actually.
They did some drugs.
- They're never gonna fall asleep. - Then we'll do it the hard way.
You get someone to help you with the guy in the back.
We'll take the one in the front.
We need help from the cyclists.
Thank you.
What are you doing?
The fuck are you doing?
I was collecting the garbage. This plane is a mess.
So you wanna play maid and get shot in the head?
You're so indoctrinated that all you know to do is serve people and clean?
What's the matter?
Back to the front.
TAKE CARE OF THE ONE IN THE BACK
"Grab the guy who's in the back."
MANGEL ALTO BEACH, ARUBA
Evening, sir.
May I perhaps humbly enlist your assistance with...
Not understand, mister. I'm sorry.
I bet you understand this?
Your time's almost up, Captain.
In 20 minutes, you're a dead man.
Partner!
Their time is almost up.
Don't you get cold feet, now.
Revolution or death.
- Hmm? - Excuse me, can I maybe...
- Who told you you could stand up? - Look, my subversive friend.
I need to tell you something. My luggage below...
- I don't care. Get back in your seat. - Now!
- Now, now, now! Get it! Now! - Please, listen.
I have 423 baby chicks below, and those little bastards might die on me.
- Sir, please! Please, sir, I just need... - Quiet!
...to get out and save them. I beg you, sir.
- Please! - Go back to your seat.
Do you hear me?
Yes, sir, but I'm responsible for these poor creatures.
If these tiny babies die, I won't forgive myself!
They're 400 little babies who don't even have...
What part of "quiet" don't you understand? Huh? He said, "Quiet!"
Calm down! Calm down! Calm down!
He's an old man! Can't you see that?
Crazy old man!
Listen, Mr. Subversive,
Let me go.
I'm a retired railroad worker. I just...
Want to get off this plane?
You'll get off, all right. Cold, stiff, and feet first.
Understood?
This is the last time I'm telling you.
- Shut up and go back to your seat! - Chucho.
- Go back to your seat. - Yes, sir.
- Go back to your seat! - Yes, sir!
Move.
Sit down! Hey, partner!
Heads up, someone's coming.
I'll solve this!
Save these people, we'll head back to your place to celebrate!
Ulises! Wilches!
Tell Ulises to come down!
No more radio. I want see him with my own eyes.
Yeah, I...
- Sit down. - Tell him to come down!
- Where's Ulises? - I'm Ulises.
Don't come any closer!
I said don't move!
I told you not to get any closer!
- You're Ulises? - Yes.
My God, you're a child.
- May I speak with your father, please? - Come closer, and I'll blow your head off!
Put your hands up.
Who are you?
Ulises, I'm Pirateque.
I have your money here.
Are you someone I can trust?
Go on.
He's giving the other girl something.
It's a big bag, look.
You were right, Captain Latin America.
The early bird does get the cash.
What's going on? Nobody move!
You, sit down! Sit down!
I said sit the fuck down!
There's $50,000 here, and he's got three more bags like this.
He'll hand over another bag for every five hostages you liberate.
That's the deal. So you owe him five hostages.
Revolution or death, son of a bitch!
Revolution or death, you son of a bitch!
Revolution or death, you son of a bitch!
- This is it! - We're getting out of here!
We gotta release them in fives. You choose.
You.
You as well.
Not you. You, too.
And you as well.
All right, Captain.
Smell this money?
This will help us build a whole new world now.
We'll be happy and free, you'll still get up at the crack of dawn!
But don't worry.
I'll give you a pretty handsome tip, Captain.
Because you've done a formidable job.
I'd like to thank you, you did a wonderful job as our chauffeur.
- You guerrilla piece of shit! - Captain, what are you doing?
They already brought the money!
Over here, bitch!
Hey!
Over here!
Have you lost your minds? They were about to release us!
Over here! Come on!
Hurry! Come on!
- Go! Listen to her! - There's an exit this way!
- Over here! - Faster!
- Over here! - Out of the way!
- Hold him! - Over here! Faster! Hurry!
- Get out of the way! - Hey, hey, hey!
What are you... Calm down!
Please, one at a time!
Get up, Flaco! Get up!
Marulanda, they freed you?
Freed myself, man!
Now I'm out!
No...
Hurry up!
What's happening? Wilches?
- Move! - I brought the money!
Get out!
Enough! One! One at a time!
You're all getting out!
- Son of a bitch, give me a hand! - I'm coming!
- Shoot him, Lequerica! - Don't kill him!
- Don't kill him! - Shoot, you son of a bitch!
- No, no, no! - No, don't kill him!
Ahh!
Don't move, son of a bitch!
Let's go, let's go, let's go!
- Come on! - Wilches, what's going on?
Ulises! This is my fault, stop!
Start the engines! Start the fucking plane now!
- Do as you're told! - Suck my big cock.
Start the plane or I'll shoot the fat guy! Start the plane!
No, no, no, no, no!
Start the engines now!
Ahh! Ahh!
Ahh!
Start the plane right now or I'll blow his fucking head off!
The next bullet's in his head! Start the engines right now!
- Do it now, now, now! - Ahh!
What are you waiting for?
We'll all get out! Don't push!
Wait! Jorge Enrique!
Jorge Enrique!
Jorge Enrique!
Jorge Enrique!
Stop! Kill me if you want, but stop!
Ulises!
Stop, stop, stop!
Here's the money, take it!
You fucker!
Hurry!
Who's the boss now, bitch?
It's okay, just go! Get out of here! I'll keep this fucking bastard here!
- No! - Get out of here!
Hurry! Jump!
Jump!
You crazy shit!
Nobody move!
Let him go, motherfucker!
You stay still, you son of a bitch!
- Don't kill me! Don't kill me! - Do not fucking move!
There you go! Jump now! Go!
Ahh!
Everyone, back off! You, back off!
In your seat right fucking now!
Everybody to their seats! Now, now!
Even though it's inspired by real facts and people,
some characters, incidents, places, dialogues and names are fictitious.
Any similarity to reality is for dramatic purposes.
IN APPRECIATION OF EDIE AND MARรA EUGENIA
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