Jet Pilot Page #3

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Oh.

Lieutenant?

If you please.

What's this all about, Major?

I can't make head or tail of it.

You don't know what's behind it all?

Mind your own business.

There's your tailpipe heat,

your fuel pressure gauge.

Here's your tachometer.

I thought this was it.

Oh, that's right.

On this type, it's on the other side.

You better have a little respect

for that red handle...

unless you wanna be 75 feet

in the air without a plane.

Oh. The seat ejector.

So your father was a bird stuffer.

Is that why you took up flying?

You're pretty well-stuffed yourself.

"S" For Shannon

calling "A" For Anna.

This is "A" For Anna.

Go ahead.

Meet you over the field at 30,000.

All right. But why didn't you tell me

you were going to pull up like that?

I didn't think you could make it.

"S" For Shannon

calling "A" For Anna.

- Go ahead.

- Where are you?

- Can't you see me?

- No!

- I'm very close to you.

- How close?

Well, if these guns were loaded,

you'd be minus your rudder and one wing.

Say, where are you?

Right underneath you.

Underneath me?

I don't believe it.

Why don't you take a look.

Hello.

Not bad.

I have now shot away your other wing.

I'll never hear the last of this.

Lady, you sure are the Peruvian doughnuts!

I wouldn't mind having you for a wingman.

I was just thinking

the same thing about you.

Let's see if you're as good

in a tight turn.

That's my specialty.

You're fabulous. That's

the tightest turn I've ever seen.

But I'll get inside of you

just the same.

How?

You can't tighten it much more

without going into a spin yourself.

Maybe, but I'm figuring

you'll do it first.

Maybe.

You see what I mean?

Now the gun's on the other shoulder.

It's much worse than that.

What's wrong?

How far are we from the field?

Why?

- I've got a flameout.

- A flameout? Cut your throttle.

What's the procedure

for a restart?

Slow down to 200.

Right.

Now start to glide, and don't touch anything

till we get down to 15,000.

Right.

Hello, Palmer Tower.

This is Colonel Shannon.

Emergency. Stand by for a dead-stick landing

of an F-86 on the long runway.

Roger, Colonel Shannon.

Crash circuit.

Emergency landing, F-86.

Dead stick. Runway 6.

Emergency landing, F-86.

Dead stick. Runway 6.

Emergency landing, F-86.

Dead stick. Runway 6.

What's the course to the field?

Straight ahead.

But I don't think there's a chance

for a dead-stick from here.

You can't restart your engine,

you'll have to bail out.

Bail out?

With the seat ejector?

Have you ever tried it?

Not in these trousers.

They say it's pure rugged,

so you'd better try to get an air start.

I'm unlucky. I've never been able

to get one yet.

Now, just take it easy.

You've only enough juice

in that battery for one stab at it.

Is your compressor turning over?

Yes. It's windmilling about 17%.

That's fine.

We're almost down to 15,000.

Have you got

your emergency fuel switch on?

Yes.

Now turn on your ignition boost

and crack your throttle.

What next?

Say a prayer.

I don't believe in that nonsense.

Then you'd better quit flying jets.

Why?

Never mind.

I'll say one for you.

Maybe you should say another one.

Why?

The temperature's beginning

to rise in my tailpipe.

You probably only have two burners going.

Open your throttle another crack.

They're all burning now.

Should I try full power?

Go ahead.

You're all right.

Pour on the coal and head for home!

Hey, that turn of yours

I wish you'd show me how to do it.

You can show me a few things too.

I don't think so.

You're the best I ever saw.

Then how come

you got underneath me?

Just a trick.

How'd you do it?

I'll tell you if you'll show me

how to do that tight turn.

I can't.

Why not?

It was revealed to me in a dream.

Oh.

The way she flies that F-86,

the Soviets must have an equivalent type.

She sure is

fully operational with it.

I don't think their battery system

or burners are as good as ours.

Why?

When she had the flameout,

she said she'd never been able to relight one.

But they have some tactics

we oughta study.

You mean the way she gets

inside of you on that loop?

Couldn't get rid of her.

She must be pretty good.

Only thing I could beat her at

was a tight turn.

If we'd have been using bullets

instead of film,

I'd have been cold meat

long before that.

Well, that's fine, Jim.

What are you gonna try her on next?

She seems to be interested

in our night interceptions.

Think we oughta

give her a whirl at it?

I don't see why not.

Washington wants us to find out

what interests her most,

which, by all processes of deduction,

should give them some idea...

of the things the Russians haven't got.

- Go ahead.

- That means she'll get a peek

at some of our new stuff.

We'll bring out

an old night fighter from Dayton.

We'll also set up

our old method of interception.

Then all she'll get out of it's a ride.

How are you progressing

on the sentimental side?

I'm not rushing it, Rivers.

Why not, Colonel?

She hasn't given me a chance, Major.

Maybe I was imagining things

up in Alaska.

Shannon to Pilot.

Push in the channel "C" button.

That'll put us

on fighter control frequency.

Hello, Red Dog. Shannon here.

I'm airborne.

Broken clouds and a full moon.

Request instructions. Over.

Red Dog to Shannon.

We have you.

Our B-36 is turning inland.

It's taking up a heading of 0-9-0.

How far out is she?

I'd say about 140 miles.

B-36 track, she's moved to...

Baker-Queen-1-0-8-4.

Red Dog to Shannon.

Climb to ngel-3-0 and orbit.

Location:
Four. Hit the gate!

Shannon to Red Dog. Roger.

Shannon to Pilot. Steer 260 degrees

and climb to 30,000 feet.

Use full power.

I wanna ask you something first.

Go ahead.

Is this a collision course I'm flying?

Yes. Haven't you ever flown one?

Yes.

But for a dry run in stuff like this,

well, at jet speed,

I think it's too dangerous.

Get on course.

Let the fighter control

do the worrying.

Why should they worry,

sitting on the ground?

If you've got cold feet, I'll be glad

to take over the controls.

No, thanks.

I'll feel safer doing it myself.

Then get on the course

and get off the air.

I'm on it.

It's okay now.

Yeah, he's right on the button.

We'd better warn Shannon.

He should pick it up

on his scope pretty quick.

In exactly 35 seconds.

Red Dog to Shannon.

Go ahead, Red Dog.

Watch your scope

very closely now.

You should be able

to blossom any second.

Shannon to Red Dog. Okay.

Hello, Red Dog. Shannon here.

Target contacted.

Ah! Only a fifth of a second off.

I'll have to give you some homework.

Roger, Shannon.

Understand you have target.

It's all yours.

Red Dog listening. Out.

Shannon to Pilot.

We're on our own now.

The B-36 is a little to our left

about seven miles ahead of us.

Turn left 10 degrees.

Range:
Six and a half miles.

Increase speed 3-0 miles.

Right.

Now, watch your scope and tell me

when you see a pip on it.

That is your target.

I see one.

NoYes, yes, I see it!

Now center it on your crosshairs

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