Moon 44 Page #4

Only a simulation!

There are no points for hot-shots!

Clear on 3!

Come on, sweetheart!

Make Scooter fly!

Make me feel real good!

- Pull up.

- All ready for fun and games?

- Ready.

Ok, boys, I'm reading you

lout and clear!

Alright, pull her up.

Ok, maintaining speed.

- Ok, bossman, let's fly!

- Cookie! What are you doing on my radio?

- I'm your navigator.

- F***ing piss ant drug bag

for a navigator!

- I'm talking about flying high,

not getting high!

Ok man, pull her up!

Watch your heading,

watch your heading!

Now pull a sharp right!

- What are you doing?

I said right!

- Gimme some news!

- Calm down! He's still hugging your tail.

Jake O'Neal.

How you doing, Jake?

Say your prayers, sucker.

I've got you!

- Sucker's right, bossman!

- Alright, up again!

- Rock formation at 11 degrees.

Watch out!

- Great!

- Damn it!

- Tyler, this is not a video game!

Get serious!

I can't shake him loose!

Where I come from,

they call this flying!

Pull up!

God damn it, up!

- Alright, I got an idea.

- Well, lay it on me!

- When I tell you, pull up

instantly! Got it?

- Right.

- We've got them!

Pull over to the left.

Steady!

- If you miss, I'll nail your ass!

- Alright, hold still man!

Steady.

Steady.

- Steady!

- I've got it locked in!

Okay, Stone.

- Eat this!

- Now!

- Cookie Man!

- Get the hell out of there!

- Jesus!

- O'Neal, cease fire immediately!

- Stone, you alright?

- I'm coming in.

- Stone, are you okay?

- As opposed to what, Ms. Morgan.

- Come on home, Stone.

The training helicopters

shouldn't even be armed!

That's Sargeant Sykes'

responsibility!

He's the best training

Sergeant I've got.

Well...

And how come he treats

everybody like sh*t, Major?

I don't know.

I'll have to ask him.

Sykes.

- Lee here. Come to my

office right away!

Yes, sir.

So much for that idea.

Any other suggestions?

Just calm down.

We've got work to do.

Here...

You take care of next shuttle.

I'll take care of Stone!

Sergeant...

Just lighten up a little.

I've got everything

under control.

- Come on, sweetheart!

- Slow down.

You know I like it fast.

Come on, honey!

Come on, stop this bullshit!

Hey, don't slow me down.

Honey, come on.

Okay.

You want fast?

You'll get fast!

Ah, come on, yeah!

I love it!

Yeah, that's good.

Yeah!

That's enough, baby.

What are you doing?

Come on,

cut me back right now.

Marc, he gets the idea.

Hey, what are you doing?

Cut me back,

son of a b*tch!

Wait 'till I come back,

I'm gonna break your neck!

Marc, slow that copter

down right now!

- Cut me back! Cut me back!

- Marc!

- Cut me back!

- Marc!

Why?

One more act of revenge, and I send

every damn one of you back to prison!

I am responsible for order here!

And by God, order is what

I'm going to have!

And if I don't have it,

I'll make your asses suffer for it!

- Excuse me, Sergeant.

- May I please talk to the men?

- Just who in the hell do you think you are?

You're responsible

for this incident.

If you hadn't left the control center,

that pilot might very well still be alive.

You wanna talk to me about

responsibility, Sergeant Sykes?

Let's talk about the first training

helicopter going up armed!

That's your responsibility,

isn't it?

- Just what are you trying to suggest?

- Sergeant Sykes!

Let her talk.

- Now listen.

I don't really think that any of

you want to go back to prison.

So there is only one alternative.

And that is that you regard what

happened as an unfortunate accident.

- Accident?

Who the f***

are you kidding?

Scooter was murdered!

- Bullshit!

You know what happened.

These guys started it!

- Are you finished yet?

- Back off, O'Neil!

- Stop fighting!

You listen to me.

I saw the wrecks in the canyons.

You killed a lot of pilots

long before we got here!

We didn't come here to die.

I am sorry about Scooter.

But the program works.

You have to trust eachother.

Refusal to fly will

put you back in prison.

Anyone who wants to stay,

please step forward.

What's up with that, homie?

- Right.

Take him down,

take him down!

Smart boy,

you're not so smart...

If one of my guys...

- You die!

- Hey, hey!

Listen. You cut in my territory

again, you're dead meat!

- You already tried that once.

- That was an accident!

If I wanted to kill you,

you'd be dead!

Are you gonna take this

down to the cell?

Look, do me a big favour and let

me take it in to the guy.

I think he could really use to

see a friendly face about now.

You know, he's not

a bad kid, Sarge.

Look, I just wanna

give him his music.

I know, call it strange

if you will, but the guy feels...

...he can not digest his food

properly, unless he has his opera.

Personally I can't stand this sh*t!

I like the more contemporary stuff.

F*** art, let's dance.

You know what I mean?

Sarge...

Sarge, listen to me, uhm...

I promised his mother I'd take

care of him, you know?

Thanks. Thanks, Sarge!

I really appreciate this!

You're prince among kings,

I mean that!

Marc!

I hope you're hungry!

Call the doctor!

Call him out!

Marc!

Don't die, Marc!

Just don't die, alright?

- Cookie, we need your help.

- You in some kind of trouble or something?

This isn't some kind of game, Cookie.

You're either in with us or you're against us!

- Chill! Chill down a bit, alright?

- What's the worst stuff you got?

What are you, turning into

an addict or something?

- No.

I'm just gonna get those

bastards, that's all.

Half of yellow

will lift you into orbit.

Real rocket man. Could put

you in the zoo.

I'll take two.

- That would probably kill a horse!

- I said, I'll take two!

Let the expert do it, alright?

Watch this.

Hey, man.

Hey!

Why don't you turn that

damn music down, huh?

- You don't like my music?

- No!

Enjoy your meal.

What the hell is that?

- That's dumb. Really dumb!

- Stay out it, alright?

Mark was like a...

a brother to me, man.

And I talked him into

coming here.

Hey, that's wrong, man?

What's wrong?

- I told you...

- I wouldn't do that if I were you, Jake!

- F*** off!

- Leave him alone!

I'll wipe my ass

with you wimps!

Don't mess with my life!

- I said, leave him alone!

- What are you gonna do?

You gonna kill him?

Is that the idea?

You kill him... you better be

prepared to kill all of us.

Cause if he doesn't get you...

I will! And if not me,

then one of them!

We control the food,

the air...

Everything that runs

this place!

If you hurt him,

or any of these guys...

What happened to Moose is gonna

happen to you. All of you!

Only it's gonna be worse!

A lot worse!

You deserve to die,

you piece of sh*t!

Without these faggots

we don't fly.

And I ain't going

back to prison!

Man, you really zombied!

I'm not surprised.

I slipped you two

double whammies.

Hey, man...

I'm really not like that.

It's just that...

You guys are so...

Rough.

It's like...

When I was in school...

Everyone used to always

beat up on me.

Oh, man.

Gets real lonely, you know?

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