Air America Page #3

Your boss picked a hell of a place

in the heart of opium country.

My first choice was Kansas

but nothing was free.

There's only

mountains and poppies here.

You stay two, three weeks here?

At best, then we leave.

This is noble work you do.

Thank you, Senator.

I'll see you at the plane. Bye.

Look at him operate!

He's shanghaiing men and boys

for his private army.

That's an ugly word.

What would you call it?

I'd say he's showing charisma.

Charisma?

These people have

different values than we do.

But the nice part is we're all

pulling together for the same cause.

The same cause?

Soong's only cause is General Soong.

Don't you get it?

The CIA flies drugs for him

so he loans us his troops.

You know what?

You've been working your butt off

under the hot sun

and God bless you for it.

But you're starting to rave.

I think you need a vacation.

Have a nice day.

Thanks for coming.

You do me great honor

for come to Nino's, Excellency.

Thank you, Nino.

I'm concerned, gentlemen.

We're not children in Congress.

General Song...

Soong.

Is up to something with opium.

Now, nobody's perfect

not even our allies.

But seriously, when we hear rumors

of Americans taking drug money

it endangers the entire war.

Now I want to know the truth.

I'm afraid

we've been keeping the truth from you.

We suspect that our planes

are being used to fly Opium

from the highlands

to Vientiane

where it is processed into heroin.

Dear God.

Why wasn't I told before?

We've made a grave mistake.

We were trying to protect

the good name of our pilots, sir.

You mean our pilots...

...are smuggling narcotics?

Not all of 'em, sir.

Just a few bad apples.

They know we can't

inspect every piece of cargo.

So they take advantage of our trust.

Do you know who they are?

We'll find out.

I pledge to you

we'll find those rotten apples.

Hey, General.

What's the cargo?

None of your business.

Your cargo's loaded.

Here's your co pilot.

Enjoy the animals, fellas.

What?

I got a bad feeling this morning.

Don't worry, we won't run into

any golden BB'S, OK?

I'll be your good luck charm.

No bullets.

Rice drop's first

then the 3 little pigs.

There's no sign on the last one.

General Soong

supervised the loading.

So, what would that be?

Come up to a 12 o'clock.

First drop zone coming up!

Stand by!

Coming up on it.

Looking good.

Air speed's good.

Altitude's good.

Three.

Two.

One.

Now!

Kwan went out the back!

What?

Has she got a chute?

No.

What? We gotta go back!

No. You never go back.

What do you mean?

You just lost your kicker!

You never go back.

Jesus Christ

you meet someone and they die.

They should always wear chutes.

Hey, come on!

That's not funny! OK?

That's not funny!

Billy, how's it going?

Great.

Listen.

Nino's got lobster tonight

but you gotta order in advance.

You up for some of that?

Lobster again?

If I'm still alive I'd like some.

Good, I'll radio in

a reservation.

9 o'clock OK for you guys?

Great

Rodger that.

Hell of a war, man.

340. 12 o'clock coming up.

Stand by.

Comin' up on it.

Three. Two.

One.

Now!

Sh*t!

Quit it!

Oh man.

Who's shooting at us?

Here? Everybody.

I'm not gonna die

dropping pigs from the sky.

The golden BB.

I knew it.

Just a question of when.

I knew you were coming.

I saw it in the mirror this morning

when I cut myself shaving.

I saw it, bright as the sun.

Jack, we're hit in number 2!

Extinguisher!

There goes an engine. Of course.

Hey! Wake up, man!

Check the oil pressure.

Check the oil pressure!

Dropping.

Check number 1!

Number 1 OK.

Is 9:
30 okay? Nino says

he can't get us a table earlier.

Gene, we're hit, throwing fuel!

We're going down!

You still in gun range?

Yes.

Change altitude and heading

every few seconds. Gimme a location.

Jack! Got a minute? Location!

Stop snoozing!

2 miles south of Tango 7.

There's a strip just the other

side of Tango 7. Can you make it?

Doubt it!

Come on, man. You can make it.

Jeez, I'll make it.

10 degrees right.

Welcome back!

Did I leave?

Wild Dog to base.

Pilots in jeopardy near Tango 7.

Am heading over there.

Maintain course, Wild Dog.

We'll send a recon plane.

Wild Dog, you copy?

Wild Dog to base. F*** off.

Where we at?

You see it?

No.

1 o'clock.

I got it.

Landing gear down!

Coming down.

It's not going down!

Don't worry. Go to manual.

What have we got?

Nothing so far.

We're gonna jump. Kwanh!

Put your 'chute on!

You too, Neely.

Put your 'chute on, man!

I'm riding it in with you.

No! I want you off!

When I level out, jump! OK?

I'm taking it in with you! No!

The only thing God

drops from the sky is bird sh*t!

Bird sh*t and you!

That's new.

Birdshit and catatonic pilots.

Jump!

OK, you're next!

You're most vulnerable

floating down in a 'chute.

I'll get a golden BB up my ass!

If it doesn't open

I can use my reserve...

Get up, man! Please!

See you down there. Good luck!

I have never had to

jump out of an airplane before!

I'm a f***ing den mother!

OK, can you run, man? Let's go!

What are you doing back here?

I forgot my Nikon!

Here it is.

You want it? Then jump!

Yes!

You put on your parachute!

I'm afraid of heights.

Jump!

Jump!

Bye, now!

Billy, come in.

You satisfied or disappointed

that we're alive?

The jungle is full of Commies

bandits, and headhunters.

We're not alive yet.

Want a piece of Juicy Fruit?

No, I do not.

We going home!

Soon, Kwanh.

No. We go now. Look!

Look, we going home.

Good afternoon!

Hiya, General.

Guess you missed us back there.

Sure is nice

to see some "friendlies" down here.

It's got a couple dings on it.

Sure hope they don't

take it out of my paycheck.

Nothin' a coupla days in the

shop won't fix...

Lemme give you a hand.

Guess you're in a hurry, huh?

God, these are heavy!

Gonna be a tight squeeze, huh?

Hey, man!

What about us?

You're leaving us here?

Goddammit! F***!

We not go home now.

Opium go home now.

There was opium on that?

Opium, you got it.

And he took it instead of us?

You helped him load it, pal.

You go north of the strip, I'll look

here. We'll find 'em.

If we hurry we can still make

that 9:
30 table at Nino's.

Sounds good, Gene. See ya!

Where is everybody?

Quit it, OK?

Trouble for our boys

off your right wing, jungle's

crawlin' with black pyjamas.

Billy, move!

I quit!

Any extra holes?

No.

Wild Dog to base enemy at Tango 7.

Everyone's unfriendly here.

Even the "friendlies!"

Why are they so unfriendly?

They haven't gotten to know us yet.

Why are they shooting?

'Cause they're unfriendly.

You're losing oil pressure...

I already lost tail rotor response.

Put on your belt!

I don't want to crash twice today!

But my crashes are the best!

You're at 40!

You're redlining!

You're redlining!

Autorotate!

Wild Dog to base.

We're going in 3/4 of a mile

southwest of Tango 7.

Great rescue, huh?

I thought you had this blessed.

I thought the monk wasn't

really concentrating.

We gotta drop, you know.

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