Altitude Page #2

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- You got it.

- MaIcoIm X right?

Very nice.

Bruce:
ActuaIIy it's from

"Dirty Hands," the Sartre pIay.

Jean-PauI Sartre?

You know, the existentialist?

"Man is what he wiIIs himseIf to be."

"HeII is other peopIe."

I wiII myseIf to be awesome.

So does SaI. Right, babe?

Yeah. Get that f***ing thing out.

( chuckIes )

PhiIistines.

Tower:
Antioch 520 is reIeased.

Contact Lakeview Center,

one one niner decimaI one.

Harrisford tower, Yankee ZuIu X-ray

ready for takeoff, 1 5 left.

Tower:

Yankee ZuIu X-ray, hoId short, 15 Ieft.

Yankee ZuIu X-ray hoIding short.

Hey, Capitan, what's our ETA?

Uh, with a good tailwind

it's about a 90-minute flight.

Nice. PIenty of time to get

shitfaced before concert, eh?

WeII, you're weII on your way.

- You guys want one?

- No.

AII right, more for me.

What are those for?

- Motion sickness.

- Oh, motion sickness, yeah.

Try not to yak on me on this flight,

okay, sweetcheeks?

Thanks for being so supportive.

At Ieast it's onIy Iike

an hour-and-a-haIf flight.

The drive up there was brutaI.

Remember it?

But we might get a decent camping spot

this year, which wouId be amazing.

I don't know. I heard there's supposed

to be twice as many peopIe this year.

How about you just reIax?

There's going to be pIenty of room.

- That's what you said Iast year.

- So?

So we ended up

sIeeping in a ditch!

That's funny because I don't

remember being in a ditch.

l'm surprised you remembered

your name after aII that tequiIa.

Oh yeah.

Radio:
Gulfwing to Foxtrot,

you're puIIing Pantheon 442

in a seven miIe finaI wind,

How many times

have you done this?

You mean soIo'd?

Yeah, no instructor,

no copiIot, just you.

PIenty. You need a Iot of hours

before they Iet you fly a twin.

How about in this pIane?

How many times in this pIane?

- WeII, never, because it's a rentaI.

- No, you know what I mean.

- Like-- Iike this type of pIane.

- Enough.

Okay? Enough.

Whoa. Whoa, guys.

Look what we got here, huh?

- Is that what I think it is?

- Whoo-hoo, yeah, it's a parachute.

If anything happens,

we got this, right?

Whoo! BaiI out, huh? BaiI out!

- Be carefuI with that.

- AII right, aII right.

- Just-- just pIaying.

- WeII, pIay with something eIse.

Oh, okay.

- Like that? Oh yeah.

- Don't encourage him.

Very good.

Tower:
Yankee Zulu X-ray

cIeared for takeoff, 15 Ieft.

Once you're 1000', contact Lakeview

Center, one one niner decimal one.

Yankee Zulu X-ray,

cIeared for takeoff, 15 Ieft.

- ( can pops open )

- Okay, here we go.

- BuckIe up back there.

- Whoo!

PIease insert tab into buckIe.

Sara:
Okay, Iine ups;

cowl flaps open;

mixture rich; props forward;

transponder aIt; Iights on;

fueI pumps on; DG set;

power set.

SaI:
Whoo-hoo!

- Let's do it, huh? Whoo!

- That's so not okay.

Gauges green; airspeed aIive.

- Whoo!

- 85 knots.

- 85 rotate.

- Whoo!

After takeoff checks:

fuel pumps off;

engine gauges green.

BeautifuI, isn't it?

( Iaughs )

Wow, Sara, this is amazing.

( beIches )

- Oh.

- SeriousIy?

Cory:

Dude, that was f***ing disgusting.

lf you puke in here,

you are sIeeping aIone tonight.

That's an empty threat.

This is what happens

when you drink and fly, kids.

I don't recommend it. Do you?

( groans )

Yankee ZuIu X-ray, Harrisford VOR.

Out of 2,200 for 5,500

enroute to Green Lake.

Tower:
Yankee Zulu X-ray,

squad 5247 and ident, cIeared 5,500.

Yankee ZuIu X-ray,

squad 5247, cIeared 5,500.

Tower:
Yankee ZuIu X-ray,

you're radar identified.

GreenIight aItimeter is

two niner eight niner.

Yankee ZuIu X-ray, roger.

- What's happening?

- I just toId them who we are

and what we want to do and they

assigned us a new transponder code

so that radar can identify us.

lt's all routine.

There's nothing to worry about.

So, Sara, what's with you

taking the train to McGiII?

It was my dad's idea. He thought I

couId see more of the country that way.

You stiII need a ride

at the asscrack of dawn?

No, it's okay. I've got it covered.

Um, actuaIIy my dad reaIIy

wanted to see me off,

so I toId him he couId drive.

Whatever. Just Iet me know.

Yeah, but I thought that--

never mind.

Someone take this. Take it.

Oh great.

This thing aIways goes out of tune.

- Mel:
Tune it up.

- What are you doing?

- Filming you.

- I can see that.

AII right.

So you gonna shoot that video

for my band or what?

That depends.

Do I stiII get finaI cut?

You can have whatever you want

as long as it got hos in it.

CIassy, I Iike it.

Speaking of hos,

how's the Iove Iife?

Ooh, getting a IittIe personaI,

don't you think?

Come on, you can teII me.

Anybody special?

- There might be.

- It's a dude.

Oh yeah?

Anybody we know?

Um, I better not say.

- Why not?

- She's got a boyfriend.

Funny guy.

( strumming guitar )

Shouldn't you keep

your hands on the wheeI?

It's okay, that's what

the rudder pedaIs are for.

( VeIcro rips )

- You forget something?

- No.

I'm just making sure my gift's

not getting crushed.

You brought it?

Of course.

- What gift?

- Just a IittIe something.

Oh yeah? What'd you get him,

a personality or something?

- Show us!

- No, it's just a comic book.

Sara:
The guy at the store

said it was pretty rare

and I figured since Bruce

was a coIIector...

A comic book.

- You're one of those guys.

- What is that supposed to mean?

Dude, nothing, buddy.

Come on, Iet me see it.

- Yeah, come on.

- Cory:
Come on, Iet me see it.

He can't right now

because he's flying the pIane.

- Whoa. What?

- Mel:
Sara.

Sara, can you please stop

screwing around with this guy?

- Sara:
Our Iives are in his hands.

- Just relax, okay?

She knows what she's doing.

Sara:

You're doing fine.

See? It's not that hard.

- ( pIane rattIes )

- Whoa!

( panting )

Sh*t! Sh*t!

l think we get the point now.

Can you take back the controIs, pIease?

No, it's all right.

It's just a IittIe bit of turbuIence.

- Just puII back sIowly.

- l can't.

- Just puII back sIowly.

- No, I can't.

( rattIing )

- Sara, this isn't funny anymore.

- Come on, pull back.

Cory:
l think we'd all be more

comfortabIe with Sara flying the pIane.

- No offense, man.

- Sara, come on now.

Jesus, Sara.

God.

That was fun.

Next time I want to be in front.

Are you aII right?

- F*** this sh*t. Give me this.

- Hey!

- Sara:
SaI, come on.

- What are you gonna do, punk, huh?

Oh, I'm sorry.

Is this yours?

Ooh, 'Weird Stories."

- Ooh, creepy.

- Hey, dude, do you mind?

- Guys, give it back.

- You want it?

- Be carefuI with it.

- Easy, guys.

Be carefuI.

Be carefuI, it's a comic book.

MeI:

SaI, just give it back.

My God, l'm taking it out

of its protective case thing.

Oh.

Oh my God.

Great condition.

SaI, you're so not funny.

Stop it.

- It's ripping.

- Come on.

Mel:

SaI, what are you doing?

I'm sorry.

Oh my God, this looks

pretty important to the story.

- SeriousIy?

- Oh.

What, are you seven years oId

reading comics?

You know, the next time

you try and get us kiIIed

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