Airplane! Page #4

EXT. TOWER - NIGHT

GROUND CONTROL (v.o.)

Air Poland, you are cleared for takeoff.

INT. AIR POLAND COCKPIT - NIGHT

Crew is Jose Feliciano and look-alike for Ray Charles.

EXT. TOWER - NIGHT

GROUND CONTROL (v.o.)

Taxi to runway one-niner.

INT. COCKPIT - NIGHT

Oveur moves console levers as if shifting into first gear.

EXT. AIRPLANE - SOLDIER - NIGHT

as 209 starts to taxi, the Soldier is leaning out the door.

SOLDIER:

Good-bye, darling.

EXT. RUNWAY - GIRL - NIGHT

His girlfriend is moving along next to the plane as in

typical train station good-bye scene.

GIRL:

Oh, good-bye, Bill! Have your picture

taken as soon as you get there and send me

one!

As she runs, she dodges posts. We HEAR the chug chug of a

steam engine pulling from a station.

SOLDIER:

I will.

She runs through crowd of people standing on side of runway.

GIRL:

Don't you go getting fat or anything.

She's running faster.

SOLDIER:

Don't worry, I won't. Okay, here -- hurry!

He tosses her his watch.

GIRL:

Oh, but it's your watch. You shouldn't.

You'll need it.

She is now knocking down posts as she keeps up with the

accelerating plane.

SOLDIER:

Good-bye, darling.

GIRL:

Oh, Bill, I'll keep it. I'll keep it with

me all the time.

SOLDIER:

So long, darling. Good-bye. Take care of

yourself.

GIRL:

Bill! Bill! Good-bye, Bill.

SOLDIER:

Good-bye, darling.

GIRL:

Good-bye, darling. I love you. I love you,

darling.

SOLDIER:

Good-bye, darling.

A TRAIN WHISTLE sounds. She stops running and waves.

INT. COCKPIT - NIGHT

GROUND CONTROLLER (v.o.)

Flight two-zero-niner, you are cleared for

takeoff.

OVEUR:

Roger.

MURDOCK:

(turning to Oveur)

Huh?

Oveur throws console lever into second gear.

GROUND CONTROLLER (v.o.)

L.A. departure frequency two-point-niner.

OVEUR:

Roger.

MURDOCK:

(turning to Oveur)

Huh?

BASTA:

(to tower)

Request vector...over.

OVEUR:

(turning to Basta)

What?

GROUND CONTROLLER (v.o.)

Flight two-zero-niner, cleared for vector

three...two four.

MURDOCK:

We have clearance, Clarence.

OVEUR:

Roger, Roger. What's our vector, Victor?

Oveur throws console lever into third.

EXT. RUNWAY - NIGHT

Flight 209 takes off, flying erratically.

BASTA (v.o.)

Tower radioed clearance, over.

OVEUR (v.o.)

That's Clarence Oveur...over.

BASTA (v.o.)

Roger.

MURDOCK (v.o.)

Huh?

TOWER (v.o.)

Roger, over.

OVEUR (v.o.)

What?!

MURDOCK (v.o.)

Huh?

INSERT - SEAT BELT AND SMOKING SIGNS

going off.

INT. PASSENGER CABIN - NIGHT

Striker walks to rear of plane and looks out window. He

swallows a couple of pills. Randy approaches.

RANDY:

Do you feel all right, sir?

STRIKER:

Oh -- I haven't flown for a long time.

INT. PASSENGER CABIN - ANOTHER AREA - NIGHT

Elaine is handing out magazines.

OVEUR (v.o.)

Good evening, this is Captain Oveur

speaking. We'll be cruising at thirty-six,

thousand feet, and arrival time in Chicago

is ten-forty-five Central Time. The

temperature there is sixty-two degrees,

with a twenty percent chance of

precipitation. And now here's Victor with

People in the news.

BASTA (v.o.)

Thank you, Clarence. Ali McGraw announced

another spin on the marriage-go-round. And

who's the lucky guy? You guessed it. None

other than Olympic gymnast...

Elaine approaches Mrs. Elderly. Striker's seat is vacant.

ELAINE:

Would you like something to read?

MRS. ELDERLY

Do you have anything light?

Elaine hands her a small piece of paper.

ELAINE:

How about this leaflet: 'Famous Jewish

Sports Legends?'

MRS. ELDERLY

(taking pamphlet)

Yes. Thank you.

Elaine turns and is shocked to see Striker approaching his

seat.

ELAINE:

Ted, what are you doing here?

STRIKER:

Elaine, I've got to talk to you.

ELAINE:

You...you shouldn't have come. I don't

have time now.

MRS. SCHIFF

Oh, stewardess...

ELAINE:

Excuse me.

Striker sits down.

MRS. ELDERLY

No wonder you're upset. She's lovely. And

a darling figure. Supple, pouting breasts.

Firm thighs. It's a shame you're not

getting along.

STRIKER:

Yes, I know. Things used to be different.

I remember when we first met. It was

during the war.

DISSOLVE TO:

INT. MAGUMBA BAR - NIGHT

Striker is seated at bar in a smoke-filled room. An

assortment of unsavory characters are hanging around the

bar.

STRIKER (v.o.)

I was in the Air Force, stationed in

Drambuie, on the Barbary Coast. I used to

hang out in the Magumba Bar.

Shapely female legs walking on bar stop in front of Striker.

SLEAZY TROMBONE MUSIC. CAMERA PANS UP shapely female in

tight fitting dress. She is play­ing the sleazy trombone

music.

STRIKER (v.o.)

It was a rough place. You would count on a

fight breaking out almost every night.

Two GIRL SCOUTS are slugging it out old Western style --

breaking tables and chairs.

INT. MAGUMBA BAR - JUKEBOX AREA - NIGHT

An unsavory CHARACTER puts a quarter in the jukebox. One

Girl Scout bashes the other against the jukebox buttons.

INSERT - LIGHTED SIGN

"E-5

MAKE ANOTHER SELECTION"

DISCO TUNE plays. Girl Scout is bashed against juke­box

again.

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