Top Gun Page #2

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The MiG pushes negative G, hard down and away. He heads for the

deck.

WIZARD:

He's running for it.

MAVERICK:

Ah, the thrill of victory and the

agony of defeat.

WIZARD:

Speaking of feet, fuel's down to

4.0. We're gonna get them wet

unless we find a Sonoco station.

MAVERICK:

COUGAR, THIS IS MAVERICK. I'M

GETTING HUNGRY, LET'S HEAD FOR THE

BARN. ...COUGAR, WHERE ARE YOU?

17. EXT. KITTY HAWK FLIGHT DECK - THE LSO

Stands the on plunging deck, peering into the roaring night.

CCA (Filtered)

GHOST RIDER ONE-ONE-FIVE, THIS IS

MUSTANG. WX THREE HUNDRED. ONE

MILE VISIBILITY WITH HEAVY RAIN.

FINAL INBOUND BEARING THREE-FOUR-

ZERO. DECK IS MOVING.

18. INT. COCKPIT 117 - COUGAR

COUGAR:

This is crazy. How the hell we

supposed to land on something we

can't even see!

GOOSE:

Hey, if it was easy, everybody

would want to come up here and do

it..... Instead of just us.

COUGAR:

(corrects him)

You.

MUSTANG (V.O. filtered)

MUSTANG TO GHOST RIDER 115...110

SPIN, 42 LOCK. AT 5 MILES READ

YOUR NEEDLES.

19. INT. COCKPIT 115 - MAVERICK

MAVERICK:

NEEDLES READ DOWN AND LEFT.

CCA (V.O. filtered)

CONCUR, FLY YOUR NEEDLES.

MAVERICK:

NEEDLES CENTER.

CCA (V.O. filtered)

ROGER. CALL THE BALL.

MAVERICK:

Call the ball? I don't see the

ship!

20. INT. COCKPIT 117 - COUGAR'S POV

BLASTS slam the airframe. Rain tattoos the canopy. A gust rolls

the Tomcat, he straightens it, A gust flips it again.

20A. MAVERICK'S POV

The Carrier lights appear and disappear through the storm.

21. INT. COCKPIT 117 - COUGAR

GOOSE:

(To Himself)

A walk in the park, Mustang. You

with me, cat man?...Cougar...you

with me?

Goose is thrown about as the wing dips, straightens, dips.

COUGAR:

Help me with this one, I'm really

screwed up.

GOOSE:

Bring it left. Bring it left,

You're high.

COUGAR:

This is crazy!

GOOSE:

What is?

COUGAR:

Wait! Hell!..Something's wrong!

GOOSE:

What? What is it?

COUGAR:

Were upside down!

GOOSE:

You're crazy. We're level.

COUGAR:

Can't you feel it? I'm hanging in

my straps!

GOOSE:

You're not. We're level. Look at

the instruments, we're okay!

COUGAR:

They must be broken. I'm hanging in

my straps! We're inverted!

GOOSE:

We're not! Trust me! We're okay.

22. FLIGHT DECK - LSO CONTROLLING 115 - MAVERICK

LSO:

A LITTLE POWER...FLY THE BALL.

LOOKING GOOD...HOLD WHAT YOU GOT.

23. MAVERICK'S F-14 - ON FINAL APPROACH.

24. INT. COCKPIT - MAVERICK

He hears Cougar's chatter over the air.

COUGAR (V.O. filtered)

WE'RE UPSIDE DOWN! WE CAN'T LAND!

GOOSE (V.O. filtered)

WELL, WE CAN'T STAY UP HERE EITHER.

25. FLIGHT DECK

Maverick's plane settles in over the ramp, suddenly, BLASTS FROM

IT'S AFTERBURNERS...it ROARS over the deck without touching and

off into the night. The LSO is shocked into comment.

LSO:

WHERE THE HELL YOU GOING?

26. MAVERICK'S COCKPIT - (AERIAL)

MAVERICK:

I...FORGOT SOMETHING.

WIZARD:

What the hell you doing?

MAVERICK:

Helping him in.

WIZARD:

What makes you think we can get

back in? We don't have the fuel

for this.

MAVERICK:

Just get me to him.

WIZARD:

He's nine o'clock high. We're two

thousand pounds low!

27. DARK TURBULENT CLOUDS

Maverick's plane pulls up behind Cougar's. Cougar's plane

suddenly flips over, flying inverted.

COUGAR:

I'm pulling up.

GOOSE:

No! Now we're inverted!

Maverick pulls up off the wing of the inverted aircraft. His

voice is calmness itself.

MAVERICK:

HEY, ANY OF YOU GUYS SEEN AN

AIRCRAFT CARRIER AROUND HERE?

Cougar looks over, surprised.

COUGAR:

WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?

MAVERICK:

EVERYBODY'S GOT TO BE SOMEWHERE.

..NOW WE'RE RIGHT WITH YOU.

YOU ARE INVERTED. ROLL IT, COUGAR.

Nothing happens.

MAVERICK:

COUGAR, THIS IS MAVERICK. HALF ROLL

IT. NOW!

Cougar's plane completes the roll, is now upright.

GOOSE:

We're on vapor, Cougar, you got to

put it down.

COUGAR:

It's crazy, man. Instruments are

crazy. We're gonna have to eject.

GOOSE:

TELL HIM, WILL YOU TELL HIM? OUR

INSTRUMENTS ARE OKAY.

MAVERICK:

YOU'RE STRAIGHT AND LEVEL, COUGAR.

COUGAR:

I'M HANGING IN MY STRAPS. I TURN IT

OVER AND I'M STILL HANGING IN MY

STRAPS. WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON

UP HERE?

MAVERICK:

YOU'RE NOT IN THE STRAPS. IT'S

VERTIGO, THAT'S ALL IT IS. STAY ON

MY WING. I'LL DROP YOU OFF.

Maverick pulls up wing tip to wing tip, inches apart.

COUGAR:

MAVERICK.

MAVERICK:

YEAH, COUGAR?

COUGAR:

YOU BETTER NOT BE RAGGING ME...

IF YOU'RE FLYING UPSIDE DOWN...

MAVERICK:

NO JOKE, COUGAR. ON THE LEVEL.

EVEN I WOULDN'T DO THAT TO YOU.

COUGAR:

I'M UPSIDE DOWN. I KNOW IT. I'M

GONNA EJECT.

GOOSE:

Look at the weather! They'll never

find us! We're near out of fuel.

Put it down.

MAVERICK:

COUGAR, YOU'RE ON THE BALL.

COUGAR:

OKAY... OKAY. BUT IF I LAND THIS

THING UPSIDE DOWN. AND I LIVE. I'LL

HAVE YOUR BUTT!

GOOSE:

You'll have mine, Cougar. It'll be

where your head used to be.

28. EXT. FLIGHT DECK

All eyes are on what they can see of the approach of the two

planes. Maverick drops him off at the pattern and circles. The

LSO watches the approach. The Tomcat drops a wing, straightens,

drops the wing, straightens ... the approach of a pilot

experiencing vertigo as Cougar tries to satisfy his inner ear.

LSO:

LEVEL...YOUR WINGS... EASY...

YOU'RE SETTLING....FLY THE BALL.

A wind shear just off the ramp drives the plane suddenly down.

LSO:

POWER...POWER!..POWER!...WAVE OFF!

WAVE OFF WAVE OFF!

AFTERBURNERS BLAST, but the Tomcat horrifyingly settles tail-low

toward the deck. The deck crew watches in terror as the plane

wallows in toward them. The LSO'S turn, take a few steps and

throw themselves off the flight deck.

They sail into the night toward the surging seas a hundred feet

below, then are caught in safety nets hung off the side.

28A. THE PLANE

Settles, settles, standing on it's engines, trying to arrest

it's downward momentum. The hook raises sparks as it skids across

the deck... The plane stops falling and hangs for a moment, about

to blast back up, when the hook catches the last wire.. The wire

snags it, plucking 45,000 pounds of fuel, metal and men out of

the air and slamming it all to the deck. WHAMMMM! Right wheel

flies up the deck and over the side...the gear collapses. The

plane SCREECHES sideways. The crew watches helplessly as it skids

slams into it and comes to rest in cloud of fuel vapor and steam.

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