Con Air

Army Rangers have a proud history.

Since the 1700s, Rangers have led

the way in every major confrontation...

in which the United States

has been involved.

You men are a credit to that fine

heritage, and I'm sorry to see you go.

But you've served your country well, and

you've displayed the ability to fight on...

to the Ranger objective

and complete its mission:

never leaving behind a fallen comrade

no matter what the odds or the enemy.

I thank you.

America thanks you.

And I wish you luck wherever you go.

And remember, Rangers lead the way.

- Hi, Tricia.

- Hey.

- Hey, Tricia Poe.

- Hello, Dale.

How do I

Get through one night

without you

If I had to live

without you

What kind of life

would that be

Oh, I

I need you in my arms

Need you to hold

- Hummingbird.

- Hi.

- You're my world, my heart and soul

- Look at you.

I'd take a beatin' half my life

to get a piece of that woman.

- How's my baby?

- She's doin' fine.

- Baby, you would take away everything

- Yeah?

- Good in my life

- What? You're kidding me!

- What?

- Sweetie?

Hey, shh. Can't you see I'm in

the middle of somethin' here? What?

- How do I live without you

- You, you gonna be Miss Alabama?

Well, that makes your daddy

very proud.

Oh, I know

How do I breathe without you

If you ever go

Tricia Poe!

You little angel, you.

Hey, how about joinin' me

and the boys for a cold one?

- Huh, darlin'?

- No, thanks.

Who's your

Captain Huckleberry here?

- You know this gentleman, honey?

- He's a regular.

Yeah, I'm a regular.

Huh. Regular hound dog.

This is a special occasion, and if you don't

mind, I'd like to spend it dancin' with my wife.

Tell you what, soldier Dick. Why don't

you go buy me and my buddies a round?

Hey, Cameron, no.

It ain't worth it.

Hey. Come on, Daddy.

Let's dance.

Oh, chickenshit!

'Cause of pussies like you,

we lost Vietnam. I'll tell ya that.

- We don't need trouble.

- Oh, you should be so proud.

You know, for a second there

you were that guy again.

I know it.

Well, I was hopin' maybe the army

would make that guy grow up.

Well-

- He has.

- Then tell me now

How do I live

without you

I want to know

How do I breathe

without you

If you ever go

Hey, Gomer!

Thought you might need a little help

escortin' your old lady home.

Cameron, let's go home.

Just get in the car.

- Come on.

- Cameron!

Cameron, get in the car!

Dale! Dale!

Take this,

you son of a b*tch!

Tricia!

God, he's dead.

Cameron, this guy's dead.

Admit the facts,

and enter a plea bargain.

I will not plead guilty.

You could get ten years.

Admit to it,

you get four.

Serve maybe a year.

Cameron Poe, you have pleaded guilty

to manslaughter in the first degree.

With your military skills,

you are a deadly weapon...

and are not subject to the same laws

as other people that are provoked...

because you can respond

with deadly force.

It is the order of this court that you

be remanded to a federal penitentiary...

where you shall remain incarcerated

for a term not less than 7 to 10 years.

"Con Air"

action-thriller, USA, 1997

Hello, pretty girl.

Come, come. Bring it here. Hey! Hey!

Dearest Tricia, I think of you always.

Your smile, your laugh.

I'm not angry. The blame's

gotta fall on me.

I am, however, torn apart

when I think that I won't...

be there to see our child

come into the world...

cradled in your arms,

and her first smile.

I got your package.

Those pink coconut things...

have made me quite popular.

Met a guy just the other day.

Baby-O. He sure does love 'em.

And now our daughter, beautiful Casey.

I watch her grow

in the pictures you send.

I showed 'em to Baby-O.

His reaction was simple.

He said, "Thank God

she looks like her mama. "

I'd have to agree.

It's funny, but here I am in maybe

the worst place on earth, and yet...

somehow I feel like

the luckiest man alive.

Dear Daddy, I started today at

the Little Sunshine Day Care Center.

My teacher is Miss Gordon. She is nice.

We go to playtime, and we all have

to hold hands when we walk there.

Dear Casey, it was so good

to read your letter.

I'm glad you like your teacher.

We don't exactly have

a playtime like you.

We do go outside, though. But

normally, we don't hold hands.

My wife and I will have

our Margaritas on the yacht.

Dear Daddy, today was

my first day at first grade.

I didn't like it. I don't want

to go back tomorrow.

This boy, Scotty Dalton, has

black teeth and calls me names.

Mama says I have to go back.

Tell her not to make me.

Dear Casey, hopefully this finds you

still goin' to the first grade.

School is very important.

Your mama's right.

Now, don't you worry

about little Scotty Dalton.

Sometimes you meet people like that,

but don't let 'em get you down.

Dear Daddy, are you ever comin' home?

Dear Casey, of course I'm comin' home.

In just a little while longer, and all

the things we missed doin' together...

you can be sure we'll do.

Dear Hummingbird, break out

the fine china, chill the lemonade...

tie a yellow ribbon

'round the old oak tree...

'cause this boy's comin' home to

his ladies, comin' home forever.

I just hope I'm not a disappointment

to Casey or to you.

Love, Cameron.

"My daddy is coming home

on July 14th.

My birthday

is July 14th.

I'm going see my daddy for the first

time ever on July 14th. "

I can't wait to meet you, honey. Isn't

that the cutest thing you ever heard?

Yeah, man.

Hey, now,

what is this?

I can't see my little daughter on her birthday

without bringin' her a gift, now can I?

Yeah, man,

but that's a bunny rabbit.

That's all right. I mean,

she'll like it, right? I mean, what?

It's either this or a tube of toothpaste

and two packs of Pall Malls at the canteen.

- Now, that's a present.

- I'll remember that on your birthday.

Yeah, you do that, man.

"It having been made to appear to

the United States Parole Commission...

Cameron Poe is eligible

to be paroled. "

Sh*t, might be a long time before I see

somethin' like that with my name on it.

- You'll get your own date someday,

Baby-O. - I ain't worried about that, man.

Yeah, but like at this new prison you're

goin' to, who's gonna watch your back?

God's got my back.

You know what I'm sayin'?

I'm goin' home, son!

Wait, don't be gettin' all juicy

on me, all right? Get off me.

Step out.

Good-bye. Good night.

The U.S. Marshal Service

annually flies...

around the country...

for transfers, legal hearings

and medical exams.

As you know, today's flight

is a special one.

We're populating Alabama's

Feltham Penitentiary...

the newest super-max facility

in the system.

This place was designed

to warehouse the worst of the worst.

Now, most of these guys

are lifers, some on death row.

Pure predators,

each and every one of them.

- Hey, lady!

- Lady's a dog in a Walt Disney movie.

My name is Bishop.

Guard Bishop to you.

Well, I gotta be gettin' my shot before we

go gettin' on some airplane, Guard Bishop.

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