Flight World War II Page #5

Some of us, including my

co-pilot Daniel, believe

that we have traveled back in time.

With the assistance of these men

as well as my contact on the ground,

we've determined

That we're over France.

These men believe

it's currently

- That's impossible!

- Regardless,

We

are in a war zone.

And we're all in danger.

If we stay invisible

we'll be safe.

The most important thing

you can do, all of you,

is to remain calm.

All we can do is fly

and try to find a safe place to land.

Do you all agree?

As for the landing,

The other planes that were

firing at us have damaged our landing gear.

It won't open.

And we're trying to fix it.

But I can't do it alone.

Is there anyone here

who can help me?

Who's wiling to go below

and help?

- Captain?

I'm an engineer.

We... we're working

with hydraulics, right?

- That's right.

- I'll go with you.

- Thank you...

- Teresa.

- That'll be great help, Teresa.

Anyone else?

- Es El minimo Que puedo

hacer.

Yo los puedo ayudar.

Eh... I can help.

I... a handyman.

As you say.

- Thank you, mister...

- Hector.

Me llamo Hector.

- Happy to have you, Hector. Thank you.

Much appreciated.

We're gonna head below.

The flight crew is in charge.

Daniel will keep us in the air,

if there's any trouble

he'll contact me.

We're done keeping you in the dark.

Now we're focused

on keeping everyone

safe.

Teresa, Hector.

Follow me.

- You know time travel's impossible, right?

- Of course I do.

- All of things are possible

if you have faith.

- No puncture.

That's good.

- Captain, look at this.

- Maybe... we can

splice

- You're on top of things.

I like that, Hector.

Right, that should... do it.

- Stay back,

Stay back!

Daniel! We've just opened the doors!

Try the gear now!

- Copy that.

That's a negative, Will.

- Look that. Look!

- I see it!

- We have to get that out!

Hey Daniel!

Try and close the landing gear again!

- Did that do it?

- Back it up, Daniel!

Just turn the light off!

Turn off the Nav gear

and take out that chapel!

- That's insane!

- I'm out of better ideas.

Daniel! We have to slow

her down to get out of the wind!

Take her down to 150

knots or so, Ok?

Hold on!

- Done.

I fix! I fix!

- Hector, I can't let you!

Wait!

It's two pilots!

It's you. Please.

Try, please.

- I think that did it, Will.

- Hector! Hang on!

Hang on, Hector!

- Hector!

- Hector!

- Swing on to the wheels!

Come on, Hector, you've got this!

- Hector!

Come on, Hector!

Close the landing gear now!

Come on, Hector!

Take my hand!

Come on, Hector!

- Will, is everything alright?

- We're Ok.

Hang tight. We're coming out.

The landing gear is fixed.

Thanks to these two heroes over here.

How's it going?

We've burned most of

our fuel in the one with those moves.

Got about 90 minutes

of flight time give or take.

- How's our go heading?

- Should be almost to the

border between France and Switzerland.

Good work, Brianna.

I'll take over.

- Ok.

- We need to contact Nigel. Tell him that

we don't have much time.

We have to go below the clouds.

- I already got shot once today.

- Ladies and gentlemen,

we will be making a descent.

in order to establish radio contact.

Nigel...

Come in.

Can you hear me?

- Captain Strong.

- Nigel, good to hear your voice!

- My God.

You broke off contact so abruptly I...

...I feared the worst.

How on earth did you

manage to lose those planes?

- We had to deceive them by

going above the clouds.

At least now we know

where our radio transmission ranges.

- What's your current location?

- We're just above the Swiss border.

We have about eighty minutes

of flying left, which isn't a lot of time

to figure things out.

- Earlier you mentioned

something about a... uh..

.weather anomaly

- That's right...

before we got displaced

we went through the center of a storm

the likes of which I've never seen.

Black clouds and some kind of

a blue energy in the center of it.

- Right. I'll investigate.

Now, the most pressing is

your proximity to German air space.

I suggest you stay on course.

I'm trying to find a potential

landing spot for you.

And my commanding

officer is insisting

that I get more information

on this... radar of yours.

- What do you want to know, Nigel?

- Well, everything you can tell me.

- Captain, may I?

- Sir, this is Bennett.

The radar is on the nose

of the plane and gives

off radio waves to determine

the objects in the area.

In the cockpit there is a console

that looks like a bulls-eye.

And it sweeps the area for...

for signals, put blips on the screen

indicating our distance.

That's about it.

It certainly sounds simple enough

Also sounds incredibly useful.

- It's kept us alive so far, Nigel.

- Well hopefully you Americans

will get involved in the war

sooner rather than later

and you can help us out

in the technology front.

- Like I said, Nigel,

we'd give to you if we could.

William, there's something

else you should know.

My commanding officer...

- Sh*t!

We got company again, Nigel!

We might lose you again, Nigel!

- Just keep yourself safe.

- Will, incoming!

- Where are they?

- We've got one behind and one ahead!

- OK, let's do this.

- Will?

Will?

William!

- Hold on!

Hold on... hold on...

Hold on!

How's everybody back there?

The passengers? The crew?

- Uh... a few wrecked windows

and everybody's really shaking

but we'll be fine. So...

- Thanks.

- Let's talk options.

- We're stuck.

The radar only gives us

a small amount of warning.

Which leaves our window to

talk to Nigel very tiny.

- That's because the radar's

localized to us.

We're the epicenter of

the signal, right?

And can only track what's right around us?

- That's right.

- What if we had a radar on the ground?

One we could

use to track enemy fighters.

- That could be helpful, yes.

- So?

- Let's give it to Nigel.

- Nigel's story doesn't make sense.

They.. they should have...

radar by now.

The way he talks, it makes

it seem like it's years off.

- Maybe this is why we're here.

Not to kill Hitler, but

maybe we bring radar to the British.

We could cut it out of

the nose of the plane.

- Air drop it to an

agreed upon spot?

They could hook it

up and be our air traffic control.

- What about changing history?

- From what we heard,

seems like history has

already been changed.

They lost the battle at Dunkirk.

Who knows what...

what's different out there?

This could get them

and us

back to the history we remember.

Maybe

Maybe this can fix everything.

- Will...

you may not believe in time travel, but

you said yourself.

We're out of options.

- Will?

- Let's call Nigel and tell

him he's getting an early Christmas present.

Holy sh*t, a missile!

Fire up again.

Again!

It's alright, people.

Nigel, come in!

Come in, Nigel!

- Will, thank God! I thought

I lost you for good!

- You're still here for

the moment, my friend.

Almost got note to piss fire.

Missile.

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