Top Gun: Maverick Page #4

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It’s too low.

Too late. You had your chance.

That’s a kill. Knock it off.

Damn it!

Same old rooster.

Go see hon do about your push-ups.

All right, that’s enough.

Rooster. That’s enough, man.

[Grunts]

[Grunts]

[Grunts]

[Phoenix] Breaking the hard deck, insubordination. Are you trying to get kicked out?

Don’t worry about it.

Look, I’m going on this mission.

But if you get kicked out, you leave us flying with Hangman.

Talk to me. What the hell was that? He pulled my papers.

What? Who? Maverick.

He pulled my application to the naval academy.

Set me back four years.

Why would he do that?

[Jet approaching]

[Cyclone] The hard deck is 5,000 feet above ground level.

A parameter is set not just for the safety of our pilots, but for the safety of their aircraft.

5,000 feet is not just a rule. It is a law, as immutable as gravity.

The hard deck will be much lower for the mission, sir.

And it will not change without my approval!

Especially not in the middle of an exercise.

And that cobra maneuver of yours? That could’ve got all three of you killed.

I never want to see that sh*t again.

What exactly do you suppose you were teaching, captain?

That as good as they are, sir, they still have something to learn.

You are talking about the best fighter pilots on the planet, captain.

And they’ve been told that their entire career, while they’ve been dropping bombs from a high altitude with little to no dog fighting.

The parameters of this mission call for something they have never encountered.

Okay, you have less than three weeks to teach them how to fight as a team and how to strike the target.

And how to come home.

And how to come home, sir.

Every mission has its risks.

These pilots accept that.

I don’t, sir.

Every morning, from this day forward, you will brief us on your instructional plans in writing.

And nothing will change without my express approval.

Including the hard deck, sir? Especially the hard deck, captain.

[Maverick] Sir.

What is this?

It’s a request to lower the hard deck, sir, to practice a low-level bombing run per the mission parameters.

You could learn a thing or two about timing, captain.

[Hangman] Yo, coyote.

Take a look at this.

[Coyote] The man, the legend. There he is.

No, no, no. Next to him.

He look familiar to you?

What have we here?

[Hangman] Bradshaw.

As I live and breathe.

[Panting]

[Maverick] Hey, Theo, you got big.

[Child] Hey, Mav.

[Soft rock playing over jukebox]

Amelia?

I know. I got big.

[Chuckles] Yes.

Bar opens at 5:
00.

No, I just came by to pay off a debt.

[Amelia] Mom!

Hey, how’s your dad? With his wife, in Hawaii.

Mom!

Mav says he owes you money.

Oh. Don’t worry about it. I insist.

[Sighs]

Thank you, captain. Consider your tab closed.

Captain? Still?

A highly decorated captain.

Finish up.

We have to get the boat to the yard.

I can’t go. What do you mean, you can’t go?

Test tomorrow. I have to study. They only told us today.

Well, I can’t sail her alone.

Just use the engine.

Why are we taking her to the yard?

[Both] To fix the engine.

Mm-hmm. I can help.

[Penny] Little rougher than I was expecting. You don’t say.

Pull on the back stay. We’ll de-power the sails.

Okay.

What does that mean?

You’re supposed to be in the Navy!

I don’t sail boats, penny. I land on them.

It’s sort of like raising the flaps on an airplane.

So how do I do that?

[Chuckles] You pull on that green line up there.

Green line.

Yep. Pull it hard.

Yep. Crank that winch right there, tighten the jib.

Crank it. You okay? Yeah.

Good.

Now, you ready?

For what?

The afterburner.

Now you’re in the Navy.

[Engine turns off]

Thanks for helping out today.

I’m not exactly sure I helped.

Hmm.

Don’t give me that look.

What look?

That one.

Good night, Pete.

Night, penny.

[Exhales]

[Chuckles]

[Sighs]

[Amelia] Mom, is that you?

[Penny] Yeah, it’s me.

I’ll make you dinner.

[Amelia] Okay.

Time is your greatest enemy.

Phase one of the mission will be a low-level ingress attacking in two-plane teams.

You’ll fly along this narrow canyon to your target.

Radar-guided surface-to-air missiles defend the area.

These sams, they’re lethal.

But they were designed to protect the skies above, not the canyon below.

That’s because the enemy knows no one is insane enough to try and fly below them.

That’s exactly what I’m gonna train you to do.

On the day, your altitude will be 100 feet maximum.

You exceed this altitude…

[Radar beeping] Radar will spot you and you’re dead.

[Beeping intensifies]

Your airspeed will be 660 knots minimum.

Time to target:
Two and a half minutes.

That’s because fifth-generation fighters wait at an air base nearby.

In a head-to-head with these planes in your f-18s, you’re dead.

That’s why you need to get in, hit your target and be gone before these planes even have a chance of catching you.

This makes time your greatest adversary.

You’ll fly a route in your nav system that simulates the canyon.

The faster you navigate this canyon, the harder it’ll be to stay under the radar of these enemy sams.

[Grunting] The tighter the turns, the more intensely the force of gravity on your body multiplies… [Grunts]

Compressing your lungs… [Exhales]

Forcing the blood from your brain… [Grunting]

Impairing your judgment and reaction time.

So for today’s lesson, we’re gonna take it easy on you.

Max ceiling:
300 feet. Time to target: Three minutes.

Good luck.

[Breathing heavily]

[Bob] Time to target is one minute 30.

We are two seconds behind. Increase to 480 knots.

We got to move, coyote.

Copy. Increasing speed.

Oh! [Grunts]

Oh, sh*t!

[Beeping]

Why are they dead?

We broke the 300-foot ceiling, and a Sam took us out.

No. Why are they dead?

I slowed down and didn’t give her a warning. It was my fault.

Was there a reason you didn’t communicate with your team? I was focusing on…

One that their family will accept at the funeral.

None, sir.

Why didn’t you anticipate the turn?

You were briefed on the terrain.

Don’t tell me. Tell it to his family.

Hangman, ease up. The canyon’s getting tighter.

Negative, payback. Increase your speed.

You’re going too fast, man. No harm in being ahead of schedule.

Damn it, slow down! I can’t stay on the course!

You’re gonna hit the wall! Watch out! Watch out!

[Radar beeping]

What happened?

[Hangman] I flew as fast as I could.

Kind of like my ass depended on it.

And you put your team in danger, and your wing man’s dead.

They couldn’t keep up.

[Yale] Rooster, we’re 20 seconds behind and dropping.

[Rooster] We’re fine. Speed is good.

Increase to 500 knots.

Negative, Yale. Hold your speed.

[Yale] Rooster, we’re late!

We’re alive. We’ll make up time in the straightaway.

[Yale] We are not gonna make it.

Just trust me. Maintain your speed. We can make it.

Why are you dead?

You’re team leader up there.

Why are you, why is your team dead?

Sir, he’s the only one who made it to the target.

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