Turbulence Page #4
- R
- Year:
- 1997
- 100 min
- 527 Views
Yeah. Calm.
That's me.
Aldo, I gotta ask a question.
Internal Affairs is asking everybody
if we think you planted the evidence.
- What did you say?
- "No".
I'd never tell them anything.
We're partners.
But I'm curious. Did you plant
the teddy bear in Weaver's car?
Yes.
Hey, Hines!
You got a telephone call!
Sure. Right after lunch!
Somebody at the Crisis Control Center
at LAX about Weaver!
Holy sh*t.
CMC to Trans Con 47 heavy,
flight level 350...
tracking 245 degrees.
Approaching area of severe weather
at her 12 o'clock, 200 miles.
At her present ground speed,
she will enter the weather in 2-3 miles.
I'd like you with the others.
We're heading into a storm.
And I'd like to
hold on to the gun.
You don't like me.
We were seated in your section,
but you made Teri wait on us.
Didn't you?
I thought it would distract her
from her problems.
What problems?
She ended a relationship
recently.
Very smart.
You didn't lie to me.
You can tell I know when
somebody's lying, can't you?
Can't you, Maggie?
You're sharp.
I noticed that.
When?
When did you notice it?
Say it.
Don't be afraid.
When? Say it.
When...
you persuaded the agent to let
the other prisoner use the bathroom.
You hoped
something might develop.
Come on.
Everybody back into
the crew bunk, please.
- What?
- Everybody back into the crew bunk.
Round them up.
Let's go. Come on!
Everybody back
to the crew cabin.
Open the door, Maggie.
Go open the door.
Excuse me.
We can't all fit in here!
- Just keep moving.
- Why don't you do something?
You're the man.
Get up the stairs.
- Okay. All right.
- Get up!
Move.
Give me the key.
Those people didn't hurt you.
Why hurt them?
What's your favorite book?
I read Stephen King.
- You're alone a lot, aren't you?
- What?
Men don't look at you anymore,
not the ones you want.
Your plumbing's getting rusty.
What's left for you?
Go for it.
But then what?
Can you kill?
I started with squirrels and birds
and moved on to cats and girls.
If you can kill me,
go ahead.
Where's Teri?
You should be concerned
with yourself.
Oh, God. No!
I don't like you either, Maggie.
You rub me the wrong way.
Get in!
Teri, we need to get you
up to speed...
on the operation
of the auto flight system...
specifically
how to use the autopilot...
before we can begin
to discuss your descent.
Discuss my what?
This is Rachel Taper again.
Listen to me carefully.
We think you can land this plane
if Capt. Bowen can talk you through it.
I'm gonna get
the senior flight attendant.
Teri, no.
Stay where you are.
Why?
You need to program
the autopilot...
to vector you
around the storm.
It's a level six storm.
A six on a scale
from one to ten?
No, Teri.
On a scale of one to six.
I'm going to get Maggie.
- She'll handle this better than me.
- Stay where you are.
We have to stay in contact.
I'm hanging.
We show Trans Con 47
tracking jet airway 60.
She's maintaining
her preprogrammed flight path.
Yeah, Los Angeles
Police Department, please.
- Is this an emergency?
- Yes, ma'am. Rampart division.
- Lieutenant, I have a call for you.
- I'll take it.
- Hines.
- Don't you mean Lt. Hines?
How are you, Aldo?
- What's going on up there?
- It wasn't pretty.
The other prisoner
killed the four marshals...
and I came in, saved the day
and took care of him.
- I heard you.
- You don't believe me?
Where's the pilot?
They're dead. Both of them.
So who's in charge up here?
Me.
- L.A.P.D.
- Come on through, sir.
All right, Ryan, you want...
Whoa! "Ryan"?
Now I'm Ryan, not Weaver?
Well, that's an improvement.
You want to negotiate?
No. I don't.
If you land, we can talk.
Listen to me. Both pilots are dead.
There's nobody flying this plane.
It's not gonna land.
And what would you like
to talk about, Hines?
You wanna talk about
getting me a new trial?
You wanna talk about admitting
you planted that evidence on me?
Maybe you'd like to talk
to the FBI.
F*** the FBI!
I'm talking to you.
Where are you?
Get this call
on the loudspeaker.
- L.A.X.
- L.A.X. That's perfect.
Are you the authority
on me now?
Tell 'em what
I'm gonna do next.
- What are you gonna do?
- You're not listening.
You're not listening to me!
You don't wanna talk to me?
Fine.
I'm not talking to anybody,
'cause this plane isn't coming down!
I'm 35000 feet up
with no pilot!
Even if I did get down,
what would I have to look forward to?
You'd have 20 guns on me.
You'd bring me back to prison
to await my execution!
I'm smarter than that
and I'm smarter than you!
But we all know that...
'cause you cops can't do anything
without cheating and without beating!
Well, we caught you.
No! How did you get me?
I'm up here and you're down there.
How did you get me?
- Calm down.
- No! I'm mad now!
I'm gonna take it out on somebody,
and her blood will be on your hands.
You got that?
You wanna be famous, Aldo?
I'm gonna make you so famous!
Wear something bright
on that tarmac...
'cause you're gonna be the first cop
to die with a plane up his ass!
This is Trans Con 47.
Are you still there?
Yes, Teri, we're here.
Give us a minute, okay?
F***!
Open the door.
Teri, open the door!
Maggie's hurt!
He's at the flight deck.
- What?
- She bashed her head. She's bleeding.
She keeps calling for you.
Teri, can you hear me?
- You've got to change your course.
- Teri!
He's right outside.
He says a flight attendant is hurt.
At least give me the first aid kit.
It's next to the bunk.
Teri, this is Lt. Hines.
She needs you!
I arrested Weaver.
Do not trust him.
Help me, Teri!
Why didn't you tell me
the copilot was dead?
He died?
You knew he was dead.
He was breathing
when I put him into the bunk.
Oh, sh*t.
I did everything I could.
This is bad!
Whatever you do...
do not open the door.
Remember downstairs
when you asked me what was the matter?
I was trying to find a way to tell you
how bad it was. Oh, God.
- You told me we were landing.
- I didn't know what to say!
Okay. I didn't know what to say.
I'm sorry.
We'd been through so much...
You must program the autopilot.
Teri?
I'm sorry I lied to you.
Capt. Bowen needs you to know them
to be able to help you.
Maggie's hurt.
I'll do everything I can.
I don't know what to do, though.
- She keeps calling for you.
- Teri, are you there?
She's your friend.
- Let her bleed.
- He says Maggie's hurt bad.
I don't care how charming
you think he is. He's a killer.
- But she is my friend.
- All right, listen.
You could both be in danger.
Get her to the flight deck,
but stay together.
You understand me? Teri?
Are you there?
Maggie?
Please stop.
Trans Con 47, this is CMC.
This is Trans Con Crisis Management
Center. Please respond.
What's the FAA procedure
for this situation?
There's never been
a situation quite like this.
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