October Sky Page #7
the rocket...
right there.
Prodigious.
...associated...
[Students Murmuring]
Mr. Hayes,
where you off to
in such a hurry?
Okay, everybody,
back in your seats.
Miss Stanton, Miss Blue,
let's go, back in your seats.
Mr. Hancock.
That goes for you too,
Mr. Wilson.
Miss Riley,
what's going on in here?
They didn't start
that fire, Mr. Turner.
In the first place,
you are not a member
of this classroom.
Neither are you,
Mr. Turner.
[Students Chuckling]
Why don't you let the boy
defend himself?
And in the second place,
You've already admitted
having lost a number
of your rockets.
You cannot prove
conclusively...
that another one of them
didn't start that fire.
Yes, I can.
Are we to conclude,
Mr. Hickam, that
since leaving school,
you've not only become an expert
in rocket science, but in
the field of trigonometry?
I didn't say
that I was a rock...
Obviously, you learned more...
in the coal mines
than you did in high school.
[Students Chuckling]
Let the boy talk.
Go ahead, Homer.
Now, that fire was near Welch,
from our launch pad.
And at the time of the fire,
the best that we could do
was 1.2 miles...
which is exactly where we found
that rocket, Mr. Turner.
See, Mr. Turner, that rocket
fell for about 14 seconds,
which means...
that it flew to an altitude
of 3,000 feet...
according to the equation...
"S" equals one-half"A"
"T" squared...
where "S'is the altitude,
A'is the gravity constant...
or 32...
and "T" is the time
it took for that rocket
to come back down.
Velocity equals
acceleration times time.
Get him, Homer, get him.
Are you following this,
Mr. Turner?
[Students Chuckling]
All right,
we're all duly impressed.
But do you mind telling me,
if you did not start that fire,
who did?
[Phone Ringing]
What is it?
Whatever it is,
i-it's ingenious.
The fins are spring-loaded.
That isn't a rocket
at all.
It's an aeronautical flare.
There's an airport here
in Welch. It's right above
where the fire started.
Mr. Hickam,
report to my office as soon
as we return to school.
You do intend to enter
do you not?
Yes, sir, we do.
Well, if you intend
to represent Big Creek,
you're gonna have to be
enrolled as a student
at Big Creek.
[Engine Starting]
"Prodigenous."
[Homer] Do you think
you can draw well enough
Yep.
Let me see.
Yeah.
Hey, Homer.
- Hi, Dad.
- What's this stuff doin' here?
Mr. Hickam, we didn't
start the fire.
The troopers gave it back to us.
Yeah, it wasn't even
one of our rockets.
It was an aeronautical flare.
Y'all go on home now.
Yes, sir.
This the reason
you skipped work today?
Yes, sir.
I thought you put
all this nonsense
behind you, Homer.
I thought you weren't
gonna be doin' it...
Dad, it isn't nonsense.
L-I don't wanna
argue with you.
Look, son,
I can't even begin to tell you
how proud of you I've been
these past weeks.
I mean, you've just been
doin' a hell of a job
in that mine.
You keep goin',
you're gonna have
my job someday.
Everybody says so.
You got any idea how proud
that would make me?
Dad, what l...
[Stammering]
I guess what I'm sayin' is,
is that if this rocket stuff
is so important to you,
then so be it,
as long as you're careful.
Guess there's worse hobbies
you could have.
But skippin'work,
that's out of line.
And you gotta know that.
So let's go
and get you right
with Jake.
Tell him you'll work
the hoot owl shift tonight.
No.
The coal mine's your life.
It's not mine.
I'm never going
down there again.
I wanna go into space.
[Man]
Homer Hickam, Roy Lee Cook,
Quentin Wilson...
and Sherman O'Dell
of Big Creek High...
of amateur rocket-building
techniques.
I can't believe
we beat the kid
with the robot dog.
And I thought
the see-through ear
was gonna win.
I got Miss Wade workin'
on your travel arrangements,
so you boys are gonna
have to decide who's goin'
to Indianapolis.
We're all goin'.
Yeah.
Son, I wish you could,
but we can't afford
to send all four of you.
Only one. Let me know
what you decide. I'm gonna
have to know by Friday.
You boys did
a fine job today.
I need to borrow a suitcase,
and I'm gonna need
you guys' addresses...
because I'm gonna
write some postcards.
Oh, you shut up, Roy Lee.
Come on, you dope.
You know, you're goin',
Homer.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Say hello
to the outside world
for us.
Do we know
what we want?
[All] Yeah!
Are we gettin' it?
[All] No!
All right!
All in favor of goin' out
on strike, say "aye"!
[All]
Aye!
All right, let's go.!
[Shouting]
All right, shut 'em down.!
Let's go.!
Strike.! Strike.!
Strike.!
[Shouting Continues]
Well, they sure are
gettin' themselves
worked up.
Everybody's sayin'
this one's gonna be
a long one.
And it will,
if I have anything
to say about it.
Ungrateful
sons of b*tches.
Mom, have you seen
the big green suitcase?
Did you look in the attic?
Yes, ma'am.
Well, I don't know. John,
you know where the suitcase is?
How the hell should I know
where the suitcase is?
I don't know, sug.
[Mother Murmuring]
[Sighing]
[Gunshot,
Glass Shattering]
- John!
- Y'all stay inside!
[Tires Screeching]
Vernon!
[Jim]
I'm gonna kill
that son of a b*tch.!
Oh, don't be
a damn fool.
All right, well,
what are we gonna do?
Nothin'.
Drunken bastard couldn't hit
the broad side of a barn.
He tried to kill you, Dad.
Yeah, Dad,
you can't just stand...
Hey, hey, don't
trouble yourself, Homer.
You got
more important things
to worry about.
[John]
Just go look
for your suitcase.
Forget about it, Homer.
Shut up, Jim!
Listen, I'm sorry about
what's goin' on around here,
but it isn't my fault!
What do you want
from me anyway?
Better watch yourself, Homer!
If I win at Indianapolis,
maybe I can go to college,
maybe even get a job
at Cape Canaveral!
There's nothing here for me.!
The town is dyin'!
The mine is dyin'!
Everybody knows it here
but you!
You wanna get out of here
so bad, then go! Go!
Yeah, I'll go!
Yeah, I'll go!
Go, go!
I'll go!
And I'll be gone forever!
I won't even look back!
[Door Slamming]
[Man]
Welcome to Indianapolis.!
Visitors to the fair
will include prominent members
of every branch...
of the national
scientific community.
The fair will be open
to the public
over the next two days.
The following day,
the judges will arrive
to select the winners.
By timing the rocket's descent,
we would be able to figure out
just how high the rocket flew.
Would you like to see?
This is a Delaval nozzle.
Do any of y'all know
what a Delaval noz...
Two, please.
for the most expensive exhibits.
That guy with
the biosphere's gonna win.
I don't think so.
My money's on the kid
with the rocket display.
Have you seen it yet?
It's really cool.
[Woman On P.A.]
Mr. Owens,
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