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Chariot Page #4
the b*tches throat.
I'm for that.
I'm sorry you don't understand.
There's no way you ever could.
You got that right.
You think it's easy
taking an oath to die
for a complete stranger?
Well, it's not.
But when that call came
I did what I was ordered to do.
And then
I saw there were hundreds
and I thought to myself...
for no good reason?
of that, but he was only
interested in
following protocol.
Which is what
you're still doing.
Think about it.
The purpose
of Operation Chariot
is to save lives.
I just don't see why it should
Operation Chariot.
Why is it called that?
I think I know why.
When the ancient Greeks knew of an
imminent attack on one of their cities,
they take
their most valuable citizens,
put them in Chariot's
and send them somewhere safe.
And that worked?
Greece still exists.
- Where'd you get that?
- My pocket.
One of the blessings of not
passing through airport security.
Let's give it a try.
You're making a big mistake!
They're gonna kill all of you!
Ugh!
There's no way in hell
this thing's coming off.
Look, I told you.
You'd have better luck
with the bank vault.
Dammit.
I'm going to try
and ring back the guy at NORAD
just in case
he got through to the pilots.
It's dead.
Perfect.
Wait a second.
Wait a second.
The cameras.
What?
What is it?
After 9/11 all passenger
aircraft had security cameras
installed
over the cockpit crew.
Why would this plane
be any different?
There.
- You mean they can see us?
- This whole time?
Well, hell.
Anybody got a paper and pen?
What're you going to write?
I'm not much of a writer.
Tell them Andrews Air Force
Base has been destroyed.
Didn't that other dude
already try this?
No, he said he tried to hail them.
That's all.
Good?
You want to try
flashing your tits?
Obviously they've seen it.
Let's give them a little longer.
Maybe they're discussing it.
In the meantime,
we need another plan.
Okay.
So I have an idea.
It might be crazy, but...
I can do crazy.
Can you build a bomb?
- What?
- A bomb?
Not a real one.
A fake one.
Something
that looks like a bomb.
I think I get
where you're going with this.
We attach it to that door
in plain view of that lens.
Believe me, if that doesn't
coax them out of the cockpit,
- nothing will.
- I can attach it to the door.
What?
I look like a terrorist. I know.
It's okay.
You can stop pretending.
It's worth a try.
Aden, can you do it?
I-I'm a hacker
not a prop maker.
Can you do it?
I'll give it a shot.
Then let's gather up
all that stuff we found.
Come on.
I'm gonna need
red paint or something.
Here.
You carry nail polish
around with you?
I thought
you had me figured out.
- What?
- You can't smoke in here.
Now analyze how stupid
that comment is.
I haven't had a cigarette
in over a year.
And...
It's like playmates are
having a pillow fight
in my mouth.
Thought you and I
might spend some
- quality time together.
- I'm not gonna talk to you.
My son was nine years-old.
You know?
Captain...
of his soccer team.
I don't need to see that.
I can only imagine
the movie that must be playing
over and over in your head.
But it can't be half as
horrific as the one in mine.
I said, I'm not going
to talk to you!
Fine.
Then I'll do the talking.
The correct term is
"Terramoto phobia. "
It's not the fear of
flying per se, it's...
It's the, uh,
fear of, uh,
being on an airplane.
You're completely helpless
on an airplane, you know.
And the statistics
about flying,
- that doesn't help?
- Oh, no.
No, if statistics mattered
I'd be...
I'd be more afraid to drive.
I-I get that.
Is, uh...
Is it a dangerous occupation,
- driving a truck?
- Nah.
Mostly just dull.
But...
stumble across
a little nightmare.
Such as...?
This one time a few years back
I drove
into a bank of black smoke.
I had to stop it was so thick.
When I got out of my rig,
all I could hear was
people screaming.
It sounded like
it was all around me.
I walked into the
smoke and, uh...
came up on a car cut in half.
Any survivors?
Not that I could see, but...
on the ground...
fingers.
It looked like,
I don't know, a, a joke, like,
like something you'd see
at a Halloween store.
Dear God.
But I kept walking.
I, uh...
found a mangled wreck
of a mini-van.
I pulled a kid out of it.
So you're a hero then.
Nah...
At the end of the day,
wife was still pissed
I got home late.
Listen, guys,
if that cockpit door opens,
Someone's got to talk
What do you propose?
One person "armed"
if everybody else
stays back out of the way.
Okay.
Who?
Me.
I'll do it.
Not a chance.
I'm the best shooter
you've got.
Anything goes wrong
I could put them down.
She's right.
She's talking about
shooting the pilots, you know?
Cole.
I-I-I don't think
we're in a situation
with an abundance of options,
and, forgive me for
saying, but this is...
this is one
that makes me comfortable.
Me. too.
You're a servant...
a servant to the people
of the United States.
- And so are you.
- Yes, I am.
And when I take an oath,
I honor it.
You're a politician.
You may not have
blood on your hands,
but it's all over
your paperwork.
Do you know what I see
when I look at you?
I'm burning to find out.
A woman
who can't stand herself.
You want an apology?
Fine!
But when you go to war,
there's something called
"Collateral Damage. "
It happens.
Close the curtain.
Where'd you get the wires?
Uh, sorry,
but there won't be
any hot meals tonight.
Just hang onto the handle
of this cord here
we're good to go.
Okay.
We ready?
I want to know
what they were doing.
- Can we just stop this?
- What were they doing
when you left
my wife and son to die?
Goddammit!
We knocked them out
with the same drug
that we used on you.
They probably woke up
the same time that you did!
Right before the bomb?
Yeah...
just in time to die.
If had just left me there
I would've died with them...
happy.
Instead,
you took me away
and locked me inside
this stinking...
Chariot!
You deserve this!
I'd take cover if I were you.
Go.
Now what?
We wait some more.
It's a good thing for you...
I'm not the monster you are.
Ugh!
Don't let him in the cockpit!
Let go of me!
Look out!
Jesus! Sh*t!
God dammit!
Would you stop shooting,
a**hole?!
Is he all right?
Who-who's hit?
Cole?
They shot Cole.
- He's alive.
- Oh, thank God.
Help him up.
I-I think they may have taken
a bit of your ear, too.
Michael.
What-what happened?
You take it easy, buddy.
You got shot.
Somebody get him some
paper towels and water.
Wait. Wait.
Didn't...
I'm cold.
I'm so cold.
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