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- What did you do?

- I didn't do anything, I swear to God.

I just was messing around with it.

I didn't do anything.

Open every bag in this cabin.

And the horrific twist

is that the hijacker

is now believed to be

the one person who

was authorized to carry

a gun onto the plane.

You're looking for a package.

You'll know if you find it.

- Every bag. Go! Now!

- Okay.

Marenick.

- Marks?

- Order this plane down to 8,000 feet.

Marks, listen to me.

I have reason to believe

there's a bomb on the plane.

- Agent Marks, just listen to me.

- We need to drop altitude now.

A bomb at this height would

tear this plane apart.

REPORTER:
And questions

already swirling around.

Bill Marks and his state of mind

as he boarded the flight...

MARENICK:
Bill, when you send

me a text and you say

that you're out of options, you and

I both know that's not the case.

Who else received that message?

Clearly, we got it here at TSA.

We're getting calls from

the FBI, the White House,

and now the press is involved.

You have our attention. There's no

need to take this any further, Bill.

No one else has to die. I know it feels

like no one is listening, but I am.

We'll work it out together.

Marenick, you're not getting this!

Bill, listen to me.

Let's talk this through.

You're talking to me

like I'm a terrorist.

You know how this works.

If you try to bring that plane any

lower into civilian airspace,

you will be shot down.

You're a threat to ground, Bill.

Just wait for your

money and sit tight.

REPORTER:
A stark picture of a man

in a dangerous psychological state.

MARENICK:
Bill, stay with me.

I need you to cooperate with us...

What now?

REPORTER:
Officials say he was

originally from Northern Ireland.

He became a decorated New York City

police officer with a young family.

He became distraught when his

8-year-old daughter, Olivia,

passed away from cancer.

Over the next decade, sources

say he became withdrawn,

got divorced in 2003.

Suspended and later

fired from the NYPD,

it was then, in the summer of 2003,

that he transferred to the

Federal Air Marshal Service.

And there, his

colleagues and neighbors

saying he's a quiet man who

kept mostly to himself.

MALE REPORTER:

This is a costly program, as well.

There's no question. This is what

happens when you put an unstable,

angry man in a position of power.

This guy wasn't even

born in the U.S.

He could be IRA, for all we know.

Thank you.

Since 9/11, we've put 4,000

air marshals in the sky.

Where do these people come from?

I've seen these guys myself.

They walk right past

the security line

and they're barely qualified

to carry a badge.

Walked right past security.

There's controversy around the

air marshal program already.

Is this the final blow?

We give these people

absolute power in the sky.

We give these people

absolute power in the sky.

We give them guns and

we put them on planes,

and we're surprised when we have

incidences of drug smuggling.

Oh, God.

Now!

Go, go, go!

Grab him! Grab him! Get the gun!

- Help me, man!

- Wait!

Hey, stop it!

Stop it!

No, no, no, no.

Stay down!

- MAN 1:
Take him down! Kick his ass!

- MAN 2:
Somebody stop him.

NANCY:
Stop it!

WOMAN:
Oh, my God!

Stop!

Help me, man!

NANCY:
Let go of him!

Stop!

(SCREAMING)

Get him to the ground!

Hold him steady!

Get his legs!

Hold him, God damn it!

- Grab his legs!

- BILL:
Listen to me!

- Listen to me!

- Shut up!

Listen to me, please!

Please, go into the bathroom!

- Pin him down!

- In the bathroom!

- You're done, Marshal!

- There's a dead body!

Shut the hell up! Shut up!

There's a dead body

and a briefcase!

In the briefcase

you'll find a bomb!

Bullshit, you're lying!

There is a bomb on this plane.

Believe me, please!

Get off of him.

- I said get off of him! Get off him!

- (ALL GASPING)

Do it now. Get back, back!

Back away, all of you.

You don't know what you're

doing with that gun.

MAN:
Come on. What is he doing?

Bowen, give me the gun.

- Tom, please.

- No, stay where you are.

I'm NYPD, we got it covered!

Put it down!

Is there a bomb on this plane?

I want you to tell me what

the hell is going on.

- Relax.

- Don't tell me to relax!

A passenger on board

this flight has

threatened to kill

someone every 20 minutes

unless they're paid $150 million.

And now, three people are dead.

The bomb will explode in

less than half an hour.

Now, they want you to believe

that I'm responsible.

Everything you've heard

about me is true.

I've lost my family, my job.

I'm an alcoholic.

My daughter was diagnosed with

acute leukemia at the age of five,

and I spent my days at work

instead of being at home,

looking after her, because I was

afraid of watching her die!

I'm not a good father.

I'm not a good man.

I'm not hijacking this plane.

I'm trying to save it!

And I will save it!

If you work with me.

You're NYPD. So was I,

and you look as if you were

a better officer than I was.

Cut him loose. Nancy.

We need to start moving all

the luggage towards the back.

And move the women and children,

move them up to the

front of the plane.

That's your plan?

My job is to prepare for the

worst possible outcome.

Well, my job is to prevent it.

Women and children, no exceptions.

Men move up in coach.

What the hell are you thinking?

There's a plan of

action that exists

called the Least Resistant

Bomb Location Protocol.

You place the bomb

against the rear door

and stack anything and

everything against it.

Every bag, blanket, every pillow.

Nullify it as best you can.

At this height a bomb would

tear this plane apart,

but we descend to 8,000

feet, pressure equalizes,

and then we have a chance.

So you're just gonna

let the bomb go off?

Of course not, I'm gonna stop it.

But if I can't, I'd rather

be prepared, wouldn't you?

The man who brought this bomb

on the plane may try something.

Can I trust you to stop him?

You're damn straight you can.

Hey, Reilly, sorry about the nose.

It was never my best feature.

Can't you get them to wire the money?

Just try something?

This was never about the money.

Then what's it about?

I'm not sure. They used

an account in my name.

They want an air marshal

to take down a plane

with 150 people on board,

and they want the whole

world to see it.

I was never supposed

to find that bomb.

WOMAN:
Look.

That's not good.

WOMAN:
Do you know what that means?

Aqualantic Flight 10, this

is Royal Air Force 114,

call sign Jackrabbit. How copy?

Copy, Jackrabbit.

We will be your escorts to

the designated landing zone.

Do not deviate from

your current course

or altitude without authorization.

- Do you copy?

- Copy.

Kyle.

- Kyle.

- Yes, Marks?

We have a new situation.

Yeah, no sh*t.

I need you to drop the

plane to 8,000 feet.

Get to the lowest pressure

deferential you can.

One PSI, 1.5 at most.

Wait, Bill, that's

explosives protocol.

Yes, we have 16

minutes, give or take.

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