Flight World War II Page #2

Could be another storm.

- That's not a storm.

Looks more like a...

fire!

- Oh, my God!

- Have you seen that?

- Oh my God!

Jesus... Christ.

- What's happening?

- Oh my God!

- What is happening?

- Well?

- We've got something close

coming in hot 09

Cut the NAV lights

Sh*t! You're sitting duck out here.

Hang on!

Watch that radar!

- Hey, What... what's going on?

- What's happening is we're

going to get shot down

just like those other

planes in the Ukraine.

- We deserve to know what's happening.

- As soon as the captain

has everything under control. I'm sure that

He'll inform us as to exactly...

- Hey, I just want... I'm trying

to get some answers, Ok?

- As soon as we know what's going

on, sir, we'll let you know.

- What? No!

No! We want answers.

- Sir, let... go of me.

- Sir.

If you don't sit down, we

will have to restrain you.

Now, sit down!

- Fine.

- Strong.

- Will, what's going on?

- We're trying to get a handle of this.

Is everyone Ok back there?

- Everyone's fine...

just confused and concerned.

- Let me address the plane.

We'll let you know as soon as

we can. Just keep everybody calm, Ok?

- Looks like we're clear.

Nothing anywhere close.

- I'm gonna keep putting some

distance between us and them.

In a few minutes we'll

try to duck below again, Ok?

- What?

Will, that didn't work

out so great last time!

- We also don't know

where we are.

Without instruments, all

we got are the landmarks

and we can't find them

from above the clouds.

Ladies and gentlemen

Our party is without scare.

We've got blown off course

it might have been because

of that storm,

but appear to be out of danger.

We ask all of you to

please bear with us and stay calm,

the flight crew's here to help.

- Excuse me. Sorry.

- No, no problem.

How can I help you?

- We were actually hoping

we could help you.

- Sorry, gentlemen. I don't have

time right now, it'll have to wait.

- Captain, it's Cameron.

- This isn't the best time to talk.

- Captain, my name is Bennett

and this is my colleague Dale.

- You can't be in the cockpit.

Hicks, get them out of here.

Roger room, We need some help!

Do you know what kind of

aircraft that was back there?

- I want you guys back in your seats.

- They were Junkers, JU-88s

A couple of Hinklers H111, sir!

- I made it very clear.

- No one's made crop planes

like that since 1945!

- You have to listen to us!

There's no way those planes

can still be flying.

- You seem to be flying

without your instruments, captain.

- Are you doing all this?

- No, no of course not.

We can see they're down.

- We are flying without most of them.

- Everything that talk

through is satellite.

The radar is the only thing that's working.

Complete signal loss.

Almost as if there are no satellites.

- You have thirty seconds.

- Is your radio working?

- I'm getting some static but...

- You haven't been able to contact

anyone since you passed through.

- Something like that.

- That's because there weren't many

allied radio towers on the western front...

...in 1940.

- Hey...

Take it easy.

Try to sleep.

- I can't sleep now.

- Me neither.

That's odd.

- Based on the coastline,

the planes, we believe

we just flew through

the bombing of St. Azair.

- June 1940 massive German

bombing on the west coast of France.

- I don't have time for this.

Get this conspiracy theorist back on his seat.

- Wait. We can help you

figure out where we are.

If you dip back where all the

clouds get, we do know a little bit about the geography of World War II

- Ok... Ok... you guys can help out.

But get back to your seats now.

- Of course, Captain.

- And at a lower altitude.

You'll be better off

picking up weaker frequencies...

- I don't want to hear anything

about time travel, Ok?

Let's just figure out

where we are first.

- Even though it looks outdated,

that radar is more advanced

than anything the Germans

are using at this point.

- Enough...

Now get back to your seats.

- The point is, that radar

will keep you one step ahead

if we come across another

one of those again.

- Even if you were right,

which is a massive, massive if,

How do you propose we get back, huh?

- We look for another weather anomaly.

If one of these things brought us here,

another one should be

able to bring us back.

- So we look for another storm?

- Yeah.

- Can you get our new friends

back to their seats, please? -

Yeah, right now. Gentlemen.

- And hey...

All of you...

not a word.

To anyone.

Ok?

- Ok.

- Gentlemen.

- We're having electrical issues.

- What about the planes?

And the bombs?

- I just don't want anyone to panic, Ok?

- Can you handle it?

- Captain?

- We'll get through this.

I've flown with you a million times,

you've never let me down once!

- We will be making another

controlled descent

but there is nothing

to worry about.

Thank you for your

cooperation and patience.

- I don't see how you

can make that plan work.

- It makes sense, look, it's logical...

And when exactly do you think

physics agrees to that?

Shut up.

I'm telling you it's gonna work.

- You can't know that.

Ok.

- Can I help you sir?

- What'd the captain say?

- You heard him. We're moving to

a lower altitude,

to access the situation.

- Ok...

But what's going on?

- I assure you,sir...

you'll know when everyone else does.

Now please let go of my arm.

Thank you.

I promise you...

if you touch me again,

You're going to have an entirely

different set of problems for you to deal with.

- Ok, if we can pick out

any landmarks at all...

- It's gonna be tricky.

Without the twenty-first

century pollution, there's...

you're... you're certain that

that was Saint Azaire?

- It was the only coastline bombing

of that scope in 1940.

- Alight. Alright.

Get me some pencils.

A scheduler.

- Ok.

- Let's keep an eye out for storms.

- Don't you start.

- Time travel storm chasing,

this is insane.

- I know. None of this

makes any sense.

It will start to make sense

once we know where we are,

so let's focus on that for now, Ok?

Mayday.

This is IA flight 42 out of Dallas.

Open transition to anyone.

We were end route to Heathrow

and got blown off course. Looking for assistance.

Repeat

This is IA flight 42

Mayday. Is anyone out there? Over.

- We're clear for miles

according to the radar.

Let's try to figure out

where the hell we are.

- Hey, over there.

Is that a river?

- Eh... maybe?

Sketch it anyway.

This is unbelievable, I mean...

right now, below us, the

invasion is in

full swing.

- If this really is June

Hitler is about halfway

through the tour of his forces.

Another week from now,

it'll be Paris.

- Shouldn't there be lights?

Cities?

- Probably just a power outage.

It'll explain why we can't hear anyone.

Repeat.

This is flight 42. If

anyone can hear me,

please acknowledge.

- indistinctly speaking French

French, I think.

Maybe those guys are right.

Maybe we are in France.

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