Black Eagle

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some strong language.

WOMAN:
'Monitor 0-2-3-2 Zulu time.

'Post-transmission via NAS rota

Spain. Start.'

MAN:
'No further transmission

until we're at the target.

Do you copy, Big Ears?'

WOMAN:
'Big Ears, aye.

Juliet, Tango, Echo, 4-7-1.

'Zulu time, 0-2-3-3.'

'This is Gathered Punch. Here we go.

'Stay on the deck and keep it tight.

This is it.'

'Rapid Angel, commence sortie.'

'Rapid Angel, aye.'

'Wow! Did you see that one? That'll

wait them up!' 'Perfect! Rotate out.

'Nighthawk, commence circuit

and launch.' 'Nighthawk, aye.'

'Very clean! Blockbuster, unload

the racks.' 'Blockbuster, aye.'

'Let's see a nice tight pattern.'

'Blockbuster, aye. Watch this trick.'

'Shotgun group, full military

power, mark II plus.'

'Shotgun leader, aye.

'Six units, commence sortie.

'Hit primary targets on the first

pass. We own this place!'

'Cross back over

and head for home, boys.

'Hit secondary targets

on the way out.'

'What was that?!'

'There's another one.

'Someone, anyone, hit that missile

pad on the harbour. Who's got him?'

'I see him! I'll take him

out in ten seconds. He's mine!'

'Group leader, Shotgun?'

'Group leader, aye.'

'Marking secondary targets.'

'There's another missile launch!

'Haul those missiles away.

Get some heat flares out.'

'I'm hit!' 'Can you get out to sea,

Rapid Angel?' 'I can manoeuvre,

'but I'm losing power.'

'Someone get that missile site now!'

'My wing man is hit!'

'Rapid Angel, where are you?'

'Rapid Angel is heading north,

north-west. I've stabilised.'

'Rapid Angel, try Sicily,

try Malta, try Picket Ship I.

'Sixth Fleet has rescue. Do you hear

me?' 'I copy, group leader.

'I'm gonna make it.'

'I'm there, group leader.' 'Stick

on him, Nighthawk.' 'Roger that.'

'I'm losing fuel.'

'Stay with him, Nighthawk.'

Captain.

'Landfall. Someone's tracking me.

I'm losing power.' 'Stay with it.'

Andrei.

'I'm losing power.'

'I've lost him. Splashdown!'

RUSSIAN ACCENT:
Your ship

was near the attack?

The Leontiev was steaming

10km west of the USA Sixth Fleet.

'Gibraltar...'

Alert Naval Affairs, Captain.

A simple yes will do.

I tracked the US plane

to crashpoint.

I can estimate

its position to within 5km.

You'll show me?

You may want

to change your clothes.

Captain, quick! We don't know

how much the Americans know.

'Losing fuel.' 'Stay with him.'

'There's landfall ahead.'

'Someone's tracking me.

I'm losing power.'

Come on! 'Stay with him.'

'I'm losing power.' Come on!

'I've lost him! Splashdown!'

Man!

Scratch 50 million worth

of F1-11!

We lost more than that, Henderson.

Three of those planes had secret

laser guidance systems.

And with our luck, one of those

babies is at the bottom

of the Mediterranean.

We did a computer run

and it put splashdown three miles

south of Swatter Point, Malta.

I'm gonna love Malta this time of

year. Not with the Soviet trawler

the Leontiev in the area.

Fishing must be good! Do you want

to bet that I find that F1-11 first?

I want to know the Leontiev

wasn't with the Sixth Fleet.

Just track the trawler, Steve. Don't

be a hero. We're all heroes, Dean.

That's why you love us.

Is he the best man?

Best man available.

Explain that.

Well, the best man for the job

is Ken Tani, codename Black Eagle.

But he's on assignment.

I don't care what it is,

pull him out.

He's not available.

Every year at this time,

he has two weeks to see his kids.

That's our deal.

He can see his kids later. You tell

him that. I won't tell him anything.

Dean, make it happen...NOW!

Get Patricia Parker for me.

TANNOY:
'All passengers

on Pan-Am flight...'

Boys!

Patricia Parker is taking you to

your father. Hi! You must be Denny.

Hi. And Brian? Hello.

I know your dad was supposed to be

here but he has a project on Malta.

So get your things,

we've got a plane to catch.

'Passengers on Flight 228

from Madrid, please proceed to...'

Buongiorno.

Buongiorno. Sono Padre Bedelia.

Devo incontrare Monsignor Carraldi.

Oh, that monsignor

won't be joining us today.

I have a bottle of white wine,

unless you'd prefer coffee.

What the hell do you want?!

How's your research project

coming along?

Maltese giving you much assistance?

I was through with you 12 years ago.

14. Something's come up.

I don't want to hear about it.

I'm a priest.

A research oceanographer?

Working on a grant

from Georgetown University?

You Jesuits do take care of your own!

Get someone else, Rickert.

His name is Ken Tani. For all

intents and purposes, a marine

biologist at Hawaii University.

You never let go.

We may both get lucky.

I have a man on the scene.

I may not need you or Tani.

Get them alongside!

Who sent you to my boat?

Go f*** yourself!

Captain!

Get back. Get back! Get back!

Do you like wasting your time?

Wasting my time?!

This was on the hull!

So what? You know who he is

and what he wants.

Are you in pain?

Kiss my ass!

Captain,

where is your paramedic?

Argh!

CRUNCH:

Captain, damn careless!

How often do we get

a live one like him?

He was not alone.

Take this body away! Captain!

HELICOPTER WHIRRS

THEY SHOU GUNSHOTS

THEY CHEER:

Why was I pulled out two days early?

You're not going to New York.

Whatever it is - no!

You're going to Malta.

Dean, I get two weeks off

every summer, no matter what.

Here's the gen on the SX1 laser

guidance system. I don't wanna know!

I don't do enough for my kids!

We know where the plane went down.

All you have to do

is get the guidance pod.

Are you kidding? Malta's never easy.

It's crawling with spies

from all over the world.

And the Leontiev.

You think I'm walking into that?

You're out of your mind!

I'm going to meet my kids.

That's exactly what you'll do, Ken.

I know that tone of voice.

Your kids are already in Malta.

What?! At the Dragonara Palace

Hotel. Your luggage is there.

You registered yesterday.

Brian? Brian!

I bet my dad's never coming.

You're wrong. He's just busy.

He's always busy!

Let's try and enjoy ourselves.

We can go see the museum.

Terrific(!)

DISTANT CARNIVAL MUSIC

Let's go watch the parade.

Terrific(!)

CARNIVAL MUSIC SWELLS

MUSIC DROWNS SPEECH

ENGINE WHIRRS:

Malta Control Centre here.

I've got unidentified traffic

15 miles off Luca, heading west.

Unidentified traffic north-east

of Malta, identify yourself.

'Unidentified traffic north-east

of Malta, identify yourself.'

'Malta Centre again.'

The unidentified traffic is now

ten miles off Luca, heading west.

Unidentified aircraft off Malta,

identify yourself!

Open your chute!

Pull, dammit!

'The unidentified aircraft

has turned out to sea.'

Give me the police, please!

PHONE RINGS:

Hello. This is Chief Inspector Borg.

Yes.

Right. Give the area to my sergeant.

I'll send an officer.

Hold the line.

For you! Inspector?

I don't want to hang around here.

You are Father Joseph?

Clothes are in that duffle bag.

Wallet, credit cards, passport -

all the goodies money can buy.

Rickert said there was another

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