All language subtitles for The Twilight Zone s01e02 Nightmare at 30,000 Feet.eng

[electronic pulsing]

[pulsing beeps]

[electronic pulsing continues]

♪

Sir, I'm gonna ask
your permission

for an additional pat down.

[handheld metal detector beeps]

[handheld metal detector
beeping]

You're clear.

Thank you.

Oh. Sorry.

WOMAN:
Enjoy your flight.

[piano playing
"Fly Me to the Moon"]

No. No, it's you.Sorry.

It's all you.Nah, go ahead.

Wait.

Justin Sanderson.

Is this you?

Didn't I see you
debating on TV?

Yeah.
Well, then-then, this is yours.

Um... Okay, well, how about
in the name of civility,

I, uh, I get this
for you.

Oh, Justin, I'm honored.[chuckles]: Okay.

Never met a magazine
writer before.

Joe Beaumont.

Oh, uh, Justin Sanderson.Ah.

Oh. You
wouldn't mind...

Would you sign it for me?

Sure. Be happy to.

To Joe.Joe.

With an "E."

"Joe... with...

an 'E.'"

JOE:
Thank you.

Be seeing you.Okay.

WOMAN [over P.A.]: At this time,
Northern Gold Star Airlines

would like to invite
its Privileged Class passengers

to Flight 1015,[line ringing,
thunder rumbling softly]

now departing at 10:15
to please board at Gate B15.

WOMAN [over phone]:
Justin?Honey.

So glad I got you
before my flight took off.

Hi.

Are you okay?

I am so sorry
about before.

I-I really didn't mean
to raise my voice like that.

I don't think
this is a good idea.

I know.
I just-- I need the work.

Honey, you're not listening.

You promised me.

No, I know.
I-I am listening to you.

And I am keeping that promise.

How?Well, because this assignment

will be the opposite
of high stress.

You don't know that.

Because Tel Aviv
is not Yemen, hon.

It's...

Look. I saw some fucked-up shit,

and... it shook me up.

I mean, it would've
shook anyone up, but...

I know, honey.

Remember what Dr. Cravat says:
the past is the past.

Past is the past.

And that will help me
get through the now.

That's right.

As will thinking about you.

Okay. We're good?

I love you.

JUSTIN:
Oh, one last thing.

I just noticed
my flight number is 1015,

and it's October 15.

And also, the departure time
was delayed from 9:30 to 10:15.

What are the
odds of that?

[beeping]

Have a safe flight.

Hi. How are you?

♪

[audio continues
faint and muffled]

Hey.

Welcome aboard.

Good flight today?Oh, yeah.

Very good.
Welcome aboard.

Thank you.

FLIGHT ATTENDANT: I'm sorry,
but only an infant can travel

in a seat
with a parent.

Children two to 11
need their own seat.

I'm sure they'll discount
the fare for you.

We're only
two-thirds occupancy.

MAN: But you said
first class is full.

Yeah. I would have to move you
to the main cabin.

JUSTIN:
Excuse me.Yes, but...

That's actually my seat there,

and they can have it
if they need it.

Yeah, that's fine.Yeah.

Is that okay?

Yeah.

Thank you.
That's very nice of you.

So is there a place
I should sit?

Yes. Main cabin
should be pretty thin.

Uh, that side, toward the back.
Stretch out.

All right.

♪

FLIGHT ATTENDANT
Flight attendants, prepare doors for departure.

Cross check.

[electronic chime]

[passengers chattering quietly]

♪

[thunder rumbling softly]

[sighs]

[thunder rumbling]

FLIGHT ATTENDANT:
At this time, on behalf of the crew

of Flight 1015 from
Washington, D.C., to Tel Aviv,

we'd like to welcome you
on board and invite you

to take the safety information
card out of the seat pocket

in front of you,
and follow along

as we perform
our safety demonstration.

FLIGHT ATTENDANT:
As we prepare for takeoff,

we would like to remind you

to please remain in your seats
until the captain has turned off

the "fasten seat belt" sign,

indicating then that it is safe
to move about the cabin.

To get us on our way,
make sure your seat is up,

all electronic devices
are put away,

and your tray table is stowed.

All exits on this airplane
are clearly marked.

Excuse me.

Take a moment to locate
the nearest one.

Keep in mind,
it may be behind you.

If you have a carry-on,

push it all the way
under the seat in front of you.

[eerie music playing
over headphones]

MALE NARRATOR [over headphones]:
Chapter one:

"The Mystery of
Northern Gold Star Flight 1015."

The passengers were buckled up,

and the safety demonstration
had started.

It was already raining outside
at Dulles International Airport,

and a large thunderstorm
was brewing over the Atlantic.

Little did the passengers
of Flight 1015 know,

in less than an hour,

their plane would disappear
from flight control radar,

never to be heard from again.

Oh, my God.

[thunder crashes,
engine roaring]

I'm Rodman Edwards,
the host of Enigmatique,

and I'm going to
lead you through

the last moments of Flight 1015.

[whispering]:
Past is past. Past is past.

♪

NARRATOR: Settling in for
a 13-hour transatlantic flight

to a land rife with ancient
mysteries is Justin Sanderson.

Mr. Sanderson's occupation
is to uncover unbiased truth.

But with an hour left
before certain doom,

he must ask the right questions of the right people.

Landing at the truth this time

will require
an unscheduled stopover...

in The Twilight Zone.

[The Twilight Zonetheme
playing]

NARRATOR: You're traveling
through another dimension,

a dimension not only of
sight and sound but of mind.

It is the middle ground
between light and shadow,

between science
and superstition.

And it lies between
the pit of one's fears

and the summit
of one's knowledge.

You are now traveling through
a dimension of imagination.

You've just crossed over
into The Twilight Zone.

RODMAN [over headphones]:
Chapter two: "Ominous Signs."

There are other
aviation mysteries

we've explored on this podcast:

the crash of Transeast Airlines
Flight 22 out of Miami Beach,

or the anomaly of
Global Airlines Flight 107

out of Buffalo.

Yet what makes
Flight 1015 unique

is the number of unusual details
surrounding its disappearance,

starting with Captain Donner.

DONNER [over intercom]:
We're pretty confident of a nice, smooth flight

over the pond
and on to Tel Aviv, so...

Hey, did the pilot just say
his name was Captain Donner?

What?

Just... Never mind.

Sorry. [chuckles]

[thunder rumbling softly]

I'm sorry, this is gonna
sound very weird, uh...

but do you think you could
listen to this real quick?

Those were on your ears, bro.

Yeah. But...
this podcast,

uh, says that this flight--
like thisflight--

is going to vanish
into the ocean.

Yeah. So, if you wouldn't mind
just listening just for a sec...

Hey, yo, I don't
want to get lice.

No, you...

Jesus. [scoffs]

RODMAN: Captain Donner noted
to air traffic control

the presence of a flock of
cormorants near Flight 1015.

In aviation circles,
a dead bird is a harbinger

of bad things to come.

Shortly after takeoff,

as the plane maneuvered
around a thunderstorm,

the flight crew reported
that a bird struck the engine

at 10:21 p.m.

[panting]

♪

[panting]

[water splashes]

[panting]

[quietly]:
The past is past.

The past is past.

The past...

is past.

The past...

is past.

Past...

is past.

[clears throat]

[electronic chime]

Hi.

[quietly]:
One second.

No, no. Please.

Please.

[repeated electronic chime]

Would you?I got you, all right.

Okay, uh...

Yep.

Hello.
Sorry to bother you.

But... [chuckles]

Um...

Is that a bird out there?

Uh, outside, before,
in the-the engine?

Just-just now, like...

Um, did we hit a bird?

Um...

I wouldn't know.Okay.

Do you think there's a way
we could maybe ask the pilot?

Um...

I'd hate to trouble him
right now.

Here's the thing, is that...

We're still flying
and at an altitude

where there are
no more birds.

No more birds? Okay.

How do you know
there's no birds?Sir?

Sir?
I-I mean...

What? What?Sir, I need you
to lower your tone.

I'm not...We'll be, we'll be
starting in-flight service

in a minute, so if you'd
like anything further,

please let me know.

Okay, I'll just-- I'll, um--
I'll shut up. I'm sorry.

[chuckles]
I'm sorry. Thank you.

[thunder rumbling softly]

JOE:
It was.

A bird.

Real headache
coming out of Dulles.

I used to pilot
for Northern Gold Star.

They let us catch rides
on flights if there's room.

Yeah, this is
a good flight crew.

Donner, the pilot.
Nick and Tammy.

I worked with them a lot.

But the thing is,
they don't know.

They'll never tell you
what's really going on.

I don't fly anymore. One too
many mistakes I can't take back.

Yeah, that was a birdie.
[sighs]

Yeah.

[thunder rumbling]

[eerie music playing]

RODMAN:
So what do we really know about Flight 1015?

We know that the last words
spoken by the pilot

to air traffic control were,
"Good night, New York."

We also know that it disappeared
at 11:15 p.m.

[quietly]:
I'm running out of time.

What could have happened
to cause the flight to vanish

without a trace?[electronic chime]

DONNER:
Folks, this is the flight deck again

just to let everyone know
this storm system up ahead's

developing a little bit faster
than we anticipated.

We'll be maneuvering around it
as best we can,

but we do expect to hit
some rough patches.

Shouldn't be anything
to worry about,

but we ask you to all remain
in your seats if you can.

Thank you.

[thunder rumbling]

RODMAN: Chapter three:
"Every Detail Counts."

With a tragedy as enormous
as Flight 1015,

it's devastating
to think of the cost.

117 lives lost
when the pilot signed off

from air traffic control

and the flight disappeared from
radar over the North Atlantic.

Without any forensic evidence,

we have to start
looking for patterns,

looking for clues,

small signs that could tell us
the bigger problem.

Most famous aviation mysteries
come from small beginnings:

a mechanical failure,
or fire in one of the cabins,

leading the crew to panic
and to bring the plane down.

The passengers would've looked
to the flight attendants

and known immediately
that something was wrong.

We know that the cockpit
of this particular aircraft

was equipped with cameras

that allowed the passengers
to watch the flight crew

through multiple monitors.

If the pilot were doing
something unusual,

it's likely that the whole cabin
would have noticed and reacted.

What seems more likely is
the idea that it was something

truly unexpected and unique.

As the plane flew close
to a thunderstorm,

the pilot would need
to calmly communicate

with his fellow crew and keep
the flight under control.

Was there something on board

that could've disrupted
the plane's communications?

[quiet chatter]

[sportscast playing over video]

JUSTIN:
Hi.

Hello. Uh, I'm Justin.

I'm sorry, I-I know
this isn't really my business,

but I just think
you may need to turn that off.

Thank you for your input.

But, uh, you know
we are Sikh, right?

Yeah. Absolutely.

Yeah, and equal to us all. So...

Okay, Justin.

Then leave us all alone.

Okay, I just, I feel like you do
need to turn that off, though.

It's on airplane mode.
It's on Wi-Fi.

JUSTIN: Are you gonna
turn it off or, like...?TAMMY: Mr. Sanderson?

Yes?I'm gonna need you to go
back to your seat, please.

But these guys, they're not
turning it off, so I...

Mr. Sanderson, I understand
that you're concerned.

I need you
to go back to your seat.

Now.

Okay.

OMESH: What is he,
the cricket police?

TANVEERA:
Crazy.

TAMMY:
Guy needs to sit down.

[seat belt clicks]

RODMAN:
Without any forensic evidence to analyze,

we have to consider
other records

left behind by Flight 1015.

This includes
the passenger manifest.

And one infamous individual

at the front of the plane
immediately stands out:

Russian citizen Igor Orlov.

Igor was in witness protection

and was taking Flight 1015
to Tel Aviv

in order to testify
against the Russian mafia.

We know the Russian mob would do
anything in their power

to prevent Orlov
from testifying.

Is it possible that
they targeted Flight 1015

in order to kill him?

Another detail
might fill in the picture.

Also listed on the passenger
manifest is a U.S. air marshal.

Was he on board the flight
in order to protect Igor Orlov?

Would he be able to tell us
of any threats to the aircraft?

Excuse me.

Hi.I am very sorry

about everything
from before, but, um...

...I really need to talk
to the air marshal.

I don't know that there's one
aboard this flight.

Uh, there is.

Okay?You know that?

Yeah. I do.Okay.

Mr. Sanderson, I don't know

that there's an air marshal
aboard this flight.

They don't notify the captain of
the presence of an air marshal.

They definitely don't tell
the flight attendants.

Okay, yeah, no, I get it.

I get it.

You get it?

I get it. Thank you.

Could you do me a huge favor
and just-just sit?

Yeah.

Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Thank you.

Okay.

Hi.

Hi.

[chuckles]
Mr. Popular.

Look, I know you
said you're a pilot.

Mm-hmm.

But you're an air
marshal, aren't you?

Told you, I'm a pilot.

[sighs]

Listen, I'm an investigative
reporter, okay?

And I can be pretty sure
that an air marshal

is gonna look a lot like
a marshal in the air.

No.

[laughs]:
I'm not an air marshal.

What-what do you want me
to tell you?

I don't know.
Uh, I'm...

sorry to disappoint you,
brother; I'm just a pilot.

But I know air marshals,
and I know their job, Justin,

is to think
like a terrorist.

Now, the best way
to spot deceptive behavior...

...act like
a deceptive person.

[sighs softly]

♪

♪

♪

MAN [whispers]:
What's he doing?

[people gasping]

[speaks Russian]

I apologize, Mr. Orlov.

My name is not Orlov.

JUSTIN:
Okay, of course not, of course not.

Get the fuck out of here!Okay, okay.

JUSTIN:
Listen, I know you have many enemies

who will go to great
lengths to destroy you.

You with Spartak Moscow?

Spartak. That is
a Saint Petersburg crime family?

Russian Premier League.
We play for Grozny.

We're playing a friendly game
against Spartak in Tel Aviv.

Yeah, fuck Moscow.Fuck Moscow,
that's right. Yeah.

Mr. Sanderson-- Sir, I'm
gonna need you to sit down and back away, please.

Mr. Sanderson,
are you kidding me?

This Russian soccer league thing
is total bullshit.

What are you talking about?
Mr. Sanderson...This guy, one of them

is Igor Orlov, all right?Listen. Listen to me.

TAMMY:
I've alerted the captain to your behavior.

You need to check their I.D.s.Don't worry about it.

The Russian mafia
wants to kill Igor Orlov.

Okay? They want...

[shouting in Russian]

[passengers and crew clamoring]

NICK:
Calm down.

Jesus Christ.

DONNER:
Sit down, Mr. Orlov.

Sit down! Everybody.

Calm down.[clamoring quiets]

Sit down, please.

Sit down.

Thank you.Yes, sir. Excuse me.

Right here.

You are threatening the safety
of these passengers.

I'mthreatening
the safety?

Now, listen. I'm warning you.

Return to your seat.

Okay. I... If I were you,
I would check those guys' I.D.s,

I would check
their bags, okay?

All right, I...

[passengers murmuring]

[quietly]:
Okay.

Hi, folks.
Sorry for the disturbance.

Sit back and enjoy
yourselves, okay?

Thank you.

RODMAN:
The last person of interest is an investigative reporter

directly linked to the events
of the flight:

Justin Sanderson.

RODMAN:
If you've only heard one thing about Flight 1015,

it's probably the passenger
Justin Sanderson.

NICK [over intercom]:
Sir, return to your seat.

RODMAN:
Video of the investigative journalist

causing a disturbance
on that flight

was uploaded online moments
before the plane disappeared.

Here's a clip.

JUSTIN:
Check their I.D.s right now.

The Russian mafia wants
to kill Igor Orlov.

TAMMY: Pardon me?JUSTIN: Okay? They want to...

[Igor shouting in Russian]

NICK:
Sir, sit down. Sir...

Sir, I'm gonna need you
to take your seat, please.

RODMAN:
We can't say for certain if this relates

to the pilot's ominous send-off,
"Good night, New York."

DONNER: I'm gonna
need you to sit down.I can't do that.

Now.

Let's go. Back.Okay. All right.

DONNER:
Mr. Sanderson.

I think you're having
a psychotic break.

Just wait a second.

Correct me if I'm wrong,
but in about 14 minutes,

you will say the words,
"Good night, New York."

Don't do it.
Do not say it.

Why?

Because those are the last words

anyone will ever hear
from this plane.

If you threaten my plane
one more time,

I swear to God...Listen to me...

ALYSHA:
Mr. Sanderson, I'm placing you under arrest.

You're the air marshal?

You're being restrained
because of your threats

against this aircraft.

[thunder rumbling]

♪

ALYSHA:
I heard it. I don't know what you're up to,

but podcasts don't
predict the future.

Sorry, Justin.

We're not gonna disappear.

But we'll have people
waiting for you

when we land that can help you.

Look...

...I've had a mental breakdown
before. Okay?

I know what it feels like,
I know what it is,

and this isn't it.

This feels
different, okay?

I am not caught up
in the past here.

This is now, this is real,
and I have evidence to prove

that I know
what's going on here.

Justin, being wrong
is an easier scenario

for you to wrap your head around
because it's reality,

and it's one
you can recover from.

I'm sorry, we have
a situation. Okay.

[sighs]

Captain, what's
the situation?

[both talking quietly]

RODMAN:
The mystery of Flight 1015

endures in our imagination

because we have so many pieces
of the puzzle,

yet are left
with no definite answer.

With minutes left until it would
vanish from radar at 11:15 p.m.,

it seems the passengers and crew

were completely unaware
of what would happen next.

The plane was
threading a needle,

perilously close
to a thunderstorm,

carrying a unique set
of passengers

for an unknown destination.

There's really only
one question left:

Could anything have been done
to prevent the tragedy?

[sighs, sniffs]

Hey, buddy.

Hey.

I believe you.

I believe the shit
you're saying.

You do? Why?

Because I'm a pilot.
I live in the sky.

And right now
we're up 30,000 feet

where no human
was ever meant to be,

but we don't think about that
anymore, do we?

No.Just the fact

that we're in this plane
means anything's possible.

That's right.

That's right. Thank you.

Thanks, Joe. Thanks for...
thanks for believing me.

Look, Justin,

magic exists where
we're not supposed to be.

Yes.

I know I'm right. I can feel it.

[quiet chatter continues]

Wait a second.

Joe?

Yeah.

You're a pilot.

Yeah.

I mean, you've flown
a plane like this before.

Northern Gold Star 765.

You can land
this plane safely.

You can turn us around and
land us in Canada safely,

before we vanish.I-I can't get in there.

Before takeoff,
every flight crew is issued

an override code
to that keypad

to get in the flight deck.
I don't know that code.

[thunder rumbling softly]

JUSTIN:
I know it.

It's 1015.

Did your podcast
tell you that, too?

Yes.

That's the answer.

When I get in there, I'm gonna
drop the cabin pressure

and raise the temperature.
I'm gonna put everyone to sleep.

We don't want a panic situation
on our hands.

Well, won't the
oxygen masks drop down?

Yeah, sure, but I can
handle that from in there.

It's perfect. They'll be
putting their masks on;

they won't realize
there's no oxygen flowing.

They'll be
fast asleep.

[clears throat]

You're gonna need this.
Hide it.

When the coast is clear,

I'll give you a signal.
You'll come and join me.

Listen to me.
You're doing a good thing.

You are saving these souls.

♪

[keypad beeps, lock clicks]

[passengers murmuring]

[panicked chatter]

[passengers gasping,
panicked chatter continues]

WOMAN:
Anybody know?

MAN:
Who is this guy?

[electronic chime]

JOE [over intercom]:
Greetings, passengers.

Oh, my God!

A little welcome
from the flight deck.

This is your new pilot,
Captain Beaumont.

The, uh, former flight crew...

What the fuck?

Well, they've been
incapacitated.

So allow me...

allow me to wish you all
the very best for the remainder

of Northern Gold Star
Flight 1015.Now, go.

TAMMY: Everybody,
I need you to sit down.

Sit down and stay calm.
All right? Please, stay calm.

Coming through, coming through,
coming through!

[passengers clamoring]

[banging on door]

Time for everyone...

...to relax.

[audio continues distorted,
chatter quiets]

♪

[heavy filtered breathing]

[alarm beeping]

[electronic chime]

JOE:
I want to thank you, Justin.

You taught me something.

The past is the past.

And I can't get that back.

I'll never be
the man I once was,

but you've given me
the clarity of awareness

and the opportunity
to find peace

and escape the past
the only way possible.

And you will, too.

WOMAN [over radio]:
NGS 1015,

this is Gander Oceanic Control.
You are clear for transfer.

Copy that.

[thunder rumbling]

Good night, New York.

♪ Fly me to the moon

♪ Let me play among the stars

Oh, shit.
He's the pilot.

♪ And let me see
what spring is like ♪

♪ On a-Jupiter and Mars

♪ In other words

♪ Hold my hand

♪ In other words

♪ Baby, kiss me

♪ Fill my heart with song

♪ And let me sing

♪ Forevermore

♪ You are all I long for

[distorted]:
♪ All I worship and adore...

[song fades, thunder rumbling]

[gasps]

[panting]

I'm here.

I was right.

[panting]

[grunting]

[panting]

RODMAN:
"The Mystery of Flight 1015,

Part Two: The End of Civility."

The first installment
in this bizarre story

was our most popular
podcast to date.

And when we last left you,

we thought we had told the tale
of an unexplained mystery

so bizarre it would be left
to historians to unravel.

Rescuers spent months
after the plane's disappearance

looking for debris,

hoping to find signs
of survivors.

The search would
go on for months,

but to no avail.

Until a cargo ship happened
upon a near-barren atoll.

And incredibly,

every passenger
from Flight 1015 had survived,

except one.

None of the survivors
could explain it,

but Justin Sanderson
was missing,

his whereabouts,
still to this day, unknown.

Hey, buddy.

Hey.

Hey, where you going?

[quiet murmuring]

That's him.
Is that him?

Hey, I tried to save us.

[angry murmuring]

Justin, you did this.

How could you do this?

What did you people do, huh?!
Nothing!

What did you do?!
Get away from me!

Get away!

How could you do this, asshole?!No! No!

[angry clamoring]

[clamoring fades]

In his final moments,
Justin Sanderson made the case

that he did everything he could
to avert disaster.

But in the end,
he was an investigative reporter

unwilling to
investigate himself,

until it was too late.

Justin discovered
that the flight path to hell

is paved with good intentions,

and it passes directly...

through The Twilight Zone.

♪

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