All language subtitles for Sky Crash Full Movie Thriller

With service to 26 countries on four
continents, we put the world within your

reach. Fly TransCon Air.

Relax, sit back, enjoy.

30 % of American adults are afraid to
fly.

The National Institute of Mental Health
places it only second to the fear of

public speaking, so what you're doing
here is very common.

More importantly, it can be overcome.

Remember, just relax, sit back, enjoy.

What was that? All right.

It's just a little turbulent.

You'll be fine, Elliot. Just take deep
breaths.

Well, I suppose it could be worse. I
could be like Poindexter over there. A

options.

Select wireframe.

Rotate wireframe to delta 2 and enhance.

If he analyzes any more charts and
graphs, the airline's going to have to

him a master's in aeronautics.

Well, actually, he's already got one.

Open specifications?

You're joking.

What, he can build them, but he can't
fly them? Oh, that's a stitch.

The fact is, an airplane is one of the
safest places you can be on the face of

the planet.

Sir!

Please, sit down! I can't take it! I
can't take it!

I gotta get out of here! I can't take it
anymore!

Where are you going?

Don't worry, I'm okay now. I just need
some fresh air.

Oh, man.

I thought you IRS guys were invincible.

You shattered the illusion again, dude.

That poor guy. Can't do the machine
without the nicotine.

Well, at least you didn't vomit this
time, huh?

Now, I know each of you have demons to
conquer.

Claustrophobia, fear of technology, bad
airline food.

But for those of you suffering from the
fear of heights, this next exercise may

be a bit tricky, but it's often very
effective.

So, let's see if you can do this.

Now, if you're having trouble getting
next to the window, try closing your

first. And then opening them once you
get next to the glass.

What do you guys?

It's not so tough.

Maybe not for her, but I'm a freak about
heights. Yeah, me too.

But, no matter if it doesn't kill us, it
only makes us stronger.

Wouldn't you say?

Yeah, I suppose so.

Except in the case of goiter, irritable
bowel syndrome. I don't think either of

those makes you stronger.

Yes. Right.

Come on. Fill up on the rise on three.
On 34 right.

Pan Pacific 400, contact ground control.

Ready?

One,

two, three.

Captain Martin.

Martin, Martin, can you hear me?

I want to commend all of you for pushing
yourselves these last three weeks.

Now it's time for your diploma.

Let's give yourselves a round of
applause.

Your trip from Seattle to L .A. will be
in a 747 identical to our Boeing

simulator.

This flight has only a small number of
passengers, so the attendants can give

you their full attention.

And don't forget to arrive early for our
walk through.

So, I've heard about this quaint little
resort on the island of Lanai. We sleep

in thatched bungalows along the beach.

Perhaps I could rustle us up a pair of
tickets and some grass hula skirts.

Are you really sure you want to go to
the islands now? I mean, it seems like

already have that Hawaiian disease.

What disease?

Lack of nookie.

Oh, dear God.

I'm sorry, but don't you think we should
go on another date before, you know...

And I think I should finish my training.

Get a few successful flights under my
belt. Jessica, trust me.

You'll make a splendid flight attendant.

Sorry, I'm kind of fumble -fingered.

Oh, that's not mine. That's Raptor of
the Death Knight.

I hope it's not a bad omen.

Actually, we're in luck, statistically
speaking.

There have never been two 747 crashes
within three months of each other. And

since that Air Morocco jet went down,
killing those 213 passengers, I'd have

say the law of averages is on our side.

Thanks again.

Well, he's just a real winner, isn't he?

Dear God.

Can't wait to meet the wife and kids on
flight day.

Martin's a little neurotic, but I think
he's nice.

Actually, I don't think he is, Mary.

Ah, well, perhaps I should be jealous.

Well, here's to winning your love on
Trancom 110.

Oh,

God,

I can't believe we're actually doing
this.

Doing what?

Hey, Ralph.

How are you guys feeling?

Hi, Lenny.

Hey.

Has everyone got their carry -on bag?

If you want to head down the jetway,
I'll be right with you.

Okay?

All right.

Anytime you need to get a hold of me,
you know the number.

All right? Okay.

Oh,

just a hint, Dad.

You know, whenever I get scared, you
tell me to think about Disneyland.

That's what you should do.

That's a good idea.

Don't think about crashing and burning
to death in a million tiny pieces.

Thanks a lot, pal.

I miss you so much.

Me too.

Don't you give Elaine any problems now,
okay?

All right. Bye -bye. Good luck.

Bye. Call me as soon as you get there.

Okay, everybody, let's keep together.

Watch your step.

You!

Looks like he's coming with the whales.
Look at this.

Come on.

Right over here.

To save press for time, the luck gets
stored and moved in metal bins.

The de -icing fluid is a mixture of 50 %
light fall and 50 % water.

All right. This way, we'll take a look
at the landing gear now.

This is the engine.

Make the plane fly like a birdie.

Yeah, it looks like a, uh, Rolls -Royce
RB11 524.

A Trent 700 core.

This baby has one advanced fuel flow
system. Make the engine run cooler.

Happy to see that.

Oh, yeah.

Me too.

Welcome aboard. Feel free to go wherever
you'd like.

Trent's comments to you guys on your
left.

Hi. Where's Sheila?

She's sick.

Her replacement is supposed to be here.

Stanley Niles, Jr.

Never heard of him.

Probably a new guy.

I hope your patch works at the two -hour
flight.

I thought it was an hour 45.

Where the hell's ENF? I can never figure
anything out.

Is the plane going to leave on time?
Yes, it is, sir. It's scheduled.

Welcome aboard.

Hello.

Hi. You're on the aisle.

You'll be fine.

Pull the thing. Pull the thing.

Pull.

Oh, let me help you with that. It's kind
of crowded up there.

Dr. Kessler, everything's going to be
just fine. I'm going to be sitting right

in front of you, all right?

Oh, there you go.

Hi.

Hi.

This is it.

Yeah, it sure is.

Looks like the gang's all here.

Man, hotties like that do not travel by
bus. No.

Uh -oh.

Okay, we'll hold the flight. What's
their ETA?

Thanks.

Sorry I'm late. I just got the call. It
went out last night.

I know, but... Hi.

Hello.

Passenger load looks pretty light.

Midweek dead. Only 83 in coach.

But business class ought to keep us
busy.

Another air flying group.

Oh, I'll pass out extra bags.

You can make the delay up to me by
checking the galley and doing the pre

-flight. Sure. No problem.

Uh, ladies and gentlemen.

On behalf of TransCon Airlines, I'd like
to welcome aboard flight 110 to Los

Angeles with continuing service to
Honolulu.

Please follow along with the safety
reference cards as you watch the video

the monitors.

Excuse me, sir. Does this briefcase have
to go in the overhead compartment or

under the seat in front of you?

I know the drill.

Good afternoon, sir.

13D is in the center section. We're
going to be a few more minutes. Four

passengers are being routed through
customs from an aerosol site.

They're inbound to Slade. I have the
same problem coming from SFO. Storms

to most of the coast. And a suit arrived
here before nightfall. A storm?

We're not going to fly through that, are
we? More snow?

Awesome. I'm skiing with her this
weekend.

No snow, more rain.

Captain said it's going to get rocky. We
may be overnight in LA.

So be sure that everything is locked
down tight because this flight could get

hellish. Hellish?

What is she talking about?

Hellish. Oh, God.

Mr. Brewster, please sit down. I want
off. I'm sorry. It's too late for that.

We're still on the ground, aren't we?
Then it's not too late.

I am not flying through any storm. No
way.

It's not safe.

And it's bad karma.

Look, Mr. Brewster, please, try to
understand.

Excuse me. Out of my way. Thank you.
Excuse me.

Don't worry about that, sir.

Please, everyone just sit down.

Just a couple hours, no big deal.

Pretty soon it'll all be over with.

That's what I'm afraid of.

Don't worry, you guys.

Everything's going to be all right. I
have a feeling.

Transcon 110 Heavy, you are cleared to
runway 31L via the November taxiway.

Transcon 110, taxiing to runway 31L.

Clear your lights on.

Transponder set to T -A -R -A.

Transcon 110 Heavy, clear for takeoff.

Thank you, Tower.

Transcon 110, rolling.

One hundred and two percent.

One hundred and nine.

with severe turbulence.

Please, everyone, return to your seats
and fasten

your seat belts.

Ladies and gentlemen, this is Lloyd
Reynolds, your captain speaking. As you

doubt noticed, we hit some unstable air
on takeoff, but now that we're above the

storm, we should have a smooth ride.

I'll be turning off the seatbelt sign,
so feel free to move about the cabin.

Just relax, sit back, and enjoy the
flight.

Thanks for choosing Transcon.

What was that?

Oh, it's just a landing gear.

Oh, uh... Actually, what you just heard
were the flaps retracting.

You see, in a 747, the flap mechanism
locks to avoid wing vortex damage at

cruising speed. Is that right?

Impressive. Yes, well... Oh, well, don't
be impressed.

I'm more scared than anyone. No, I'm
more scared than you.

Yeah? You ever been in a crash?

You were in a crash?

A plane crash?

I shouldn't have said anything. It's
just when I get nervous, I talk a little

too much. Yes, well, you've got
impeccable timing.

Well, to say that it wasn't during
takeoff at 747.

No, actually, it was during landing. We
were coming back from a ski trip, and we

were on one of those small turboprops.

Was anybody hurt?

Well, there were a lot of broken bones,
and one person was paralyzed, and

another one passed away.

you? It's a funny part. I got it without
scratch.

But right after that, I switched
engineering specialties and began

aeronautics.

So you decided to design airplanes
because you crashed?

Something like that.

But until this class, I never set foot
on an airplane again.

Not even the one that I helped engineer.

I'm going to get back to my...

Anything to drink here? Oh, no. No,
thank you.

Well, you seem to be holding up very
well.

Yes, well, not much we can really do at
this point, is there?

Apart from having a complete anxiety
attack.

Actually, I know an excellent way to
reduce stress.

I don't think I'll hear it. No?

Here's some water. I'll make two giant
walker blacks.

On the rocks?

Look, just give me the bottles.

Maybe you should stick with the water.

You know, Elliot, I just read something
about in -flight relaxation and yoga.

Yes, well, I'd love to hear about it
sometime.

I'll tell you all about it when you come
back.

Splendid.

What are you doing?

Safety check.

You're not smoking in here, are you?

Because if you are, that's against
federal regulations. You know that,

you? I'm going to have to do a full
examination of the area now.

Don't lock it, because it makes me feel
like... Yes, I know. Well, I'm here to

help you conquer your fear. It is too
small. Oh, yes, I know. I can't... Look,

look, look. I can't breathe. Look at me,
look at me, look at me.

Would you like another thing?

Sure.

You got it.

Oh, my God. I've got to get these shoes.

Those are great.

So, what do you do?

We work at the Kilauea Beach Club.

That's cool.

So, your girls go all the way?

To Hawaii?

Do I?

I said it's not a lie.

Transcon 110 tracking south -southwest
of Portland VOR heading 165.

Are you finished, gentlemen?

Thanks, Peggy. Hi, Peggy.

Here we go.

Transcom 110, climbing to 330.

Controls are yours, Todd.

Thanks, Lois.

If you'll excuse me, gentlemen.

I need to make a pit stop.

Al, can you give me a report on that
weather?

The Mile High Club is alive and well.

You know about that?

Honey, I founded it.

Sir?

May I come for the glass?

Captain, I'll get you out.

Heather, are you okay?

Yeah.

Captain,

what's going on? I don't know.

They're all cold. I taught him not to
disengage the autopilot when he fell

forward. We've got people unconscious
downstairs, too.

His pulse is fine, thank God for that.

Okay, uh, we better move them back to
first class.

That storm is gaining speed.

50 knots.

We're going to have to shut her down.

Okay, people.

That's an FAA limit.

All outbounds are grounded.

Reroute all the inbounds and notify
Spokane.

Sir, Transcon 110 is declaring an
emergency.

Requesting vectors for immediate return
to SeaTac.

Co -pilot and navigator are
incapacitated.

Put it on speaker.

Battle Center, Transcon 110, we are
declaring an emergency.

We have crew and passengers down.
Request vectors back to SeaTac and

tie -in.

Transcon 110, go to heading 040.

Be advised, SeaTac is closed due to
weather conditions.

But we will land you with FAA emergency
protocol.

Make your altitude 200 and commence fuel
dump for emergency landing procedure.

Transcon 110, descending to 2 -0 -0,
confirm heading 0 -4 -0, we are

the fuel dump.

At present time, we have you 27 minutes
out.

Excuse me, I'm feeling a bit woozy.

But they've all been poisoned.

Ma 'am, please. We have to turn back. Ma
'am, ma 'am, ma 'am. No, something's

wrong. You have to listen to me. They've
all been poisoned.

Ma 'am, you need to try and stay calm.

That's how you can help us right now. Ma
'am, we're doing everything we can.

Sir, please sit down.

Everything's under control here.

Now, what did she have to eat?

Nothing. Well, maybe some peanuts.

And a club soda.

But that's all.

What about him? I don't think he ate
anything.

You know, both of them just had water.

What's going on here?

It'll be okay.

Who prepared the drinks?

In coach, it was Judy and Virginia, but
they're both unconscious now, too.

And up here, it was the new guy,
Stanley.

Here's your water, sir.

No, no, no, no, no. Hey!

Get your own, buddy!

Did you see that?

What's your name?

Stanley Niles. Why?

Let me see your goddamn ID.

Okay.

I don't have it on me.

I must have left it at home because I
was in a hurry and I kind of knew and I

didn't want to be late.

I want you to stay right here, Stanley.

Watch him.

Don't let him move.

Ladies and gentlemen, everybody, calm
down and be quiet.

I'm Russ Bell, Transcon Security. I
assure you everything will be fine if

everybody cooperates. Now, please, sir,
sit down. Yes.

How many people had a drink since they
boarded?

How many had ice in their drink?

Thank you.

Give me a passenger lift.

Sure.

Here you go.

Dr. Kessler?

You are a medical doctor, correct?

Dr. Kessler?

Dr. Kessler, listen to me. We need your
help.

Dr.

Kessler, look at me.

You can do it. I know you can't.

I can't.

I can't.

Get it together. These people may be
dying.

What the hell is going on? Get back.

Give me some towels now!

Here. I told you to stay put.

What, you think I did this too?

All right, I want everybody in their
seat.

Move.

Nobody moves until we figure this thing
out.

Shear alarm, sir.

Transcom 110 Heavy, ground radar shows
wind shears developing in your flight

path. Reduce speed to 220 and await
possible redirect.

Also, we show you a half mile off your
center line. Make your new heading 290

order to re -intercept ILS.

Transcom 110, confirm, over.

Seattle Center.

We have a fatality.

This isn't salmonella, botulism, any
kind

of food poisoning. These people have
been drugged.

What did I tell everyone?

Sit down.

Kit?

Those guys don't understand English.

What language are they speaking?

I have no idea.

Excuse me.

I think it's Czech.

Czech? Yeah, I've heard it before at the
ticket counter.

My grandmother was Polish. I spoke it as
a child.

The languages are similar. I think they
were... They were talking about

something they brought on the plane.

I want to know what the hell is going on
here.

Seattle, Transcom 110 encountering
severe turbulence.

Requesting a higher altitude.

Eat him. Go on. Eat him.

Try.

He said... He said back.

Um, and the second part was something
about murder.

He's just a... He's a postman. He's a
postman.

Um,

a delivery man.

What is that? I don't know. It looks too
small to be a bomb.

I think he used the word poison.

And the button makes poison.

And it's a trigger, and it's connected
to the cargo area.

Below us?

Pardon me?

No! No!

I'm going to need better answers.

Put the gun down

He says to land the plane now, or else
he'll kill everyone on board.

Transcon 110, terminate fuel dump and
stand by.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Just tell him
I'm turning on the radio to communicate

with ground control.

Transcon 110 to Seattle Center, we have
a special emergency.

Situation red, repeat.

We have a situation red.

Negative. He's here.

Can I speak with him?

He doesn't seem to speak English.

He's demanding that we land immediately.

Negative. Negative. Transcon 110. We've
got Class 1 microburst wind shears.

Redirect to clear air holding pattern
over Pacific.

Circle 75 mile radius from VOR 228. Just
inland from the coast.

Fuel status?

35 ,000 pounds. Fuel is low, but it's
also low on my list of priorities right

now. Understood, 110.

Climate maintain 150.

Circle on auto.

We'll advise FAA situation red.

Stand by.

Transcon 110, climate 150.

Circle on auto.

Tell our friend here this.

We barely scraped out of Seattle and
we're running out of places to land by

minute, regardless of what he wants.

We have to head back to a safer altitude
and wait with limited fuel until we get

the green light to land.

If he can't wait and he wants us all to
die, tell him to go ahead and use the

bomb.

What are you doing? What does it look
like I'm doing?

Mr. Kapitsky. What difference does it
make?

Just shut up and give me one of those.

Okay.

Portland's still offline.

Sock them to Redmond.

Transcon only has about 60 minutes
flight time.

You think we should just take the chance
back here?

Everything wants them down.

The pilot, the fuel tanks, the
terrorists.

Everything except the weather.

Well, something might break.

Mr. Sykes, Director Hobbs, FAA
FlightCon.

This is Lieutenant Dixon of the FBI.

Seattle PD is on site working with him.
Excuse me, Transcom 110, radar reports

you're going to be in for some chop,
over.

in better days.

Check it!

Do it!

Zabijek!

Check it!

Hola!

Center, Transcon 110. We have gunfire on
board. Repeat, we have gunfire in the

cabin.

Bang.

Good job.

Yes, Elliot, that was very courageous of
you.

I guess fear does weird things to
people.

I don't like violence.

I don't like being threatened.

No, obviously not.

Obviously, it brought out the best in
you.

I noticed in all the confusion that he
dropped the detonator.

I also noticed that you picked it up and
put it in your pocket.

You deserved a lot from your seat.

Yes, I did.

Where did you put it?

I wouldn't do that if I were you. I'll
handle it. I need to show you something.

Allow me?

British

intelligence?

What the hell is this?

Take a good look, until you're
satisfied.

And put the gun away, will you?

We've all had quite enough of that.

What is going on?

This man was telling the truth. There is
a toxin aboard.

It's a binary nerve gas.

It came out of Turkmenistan.

It's a little, uh... A little leftover
from less stable days.

Once detonated, it mixes in 15 seconds,
and then every living thing in a five

-mile radius dies.

So you're, uh... You're the one who's
been taking these guys out? Taking

everybody out?

I'm under orders to track these four and
recover the toxin.

So, by joining the class, the airline
lets you on the plane a half hour

early, and you have access to all the
restricted areas. Access to the ice

Yes. Very good.

So you doped the entire plane?

It's a simple spray.

A tranquilizer. Everybody will be awake
by our arrival.

The thing I don't understand is why go
after these guys on a plane?

Seems like an awfully crowded place for
an arrest, doesn't it?

It's the only place they're vulnerable.

If you knew the kind of artillery these
blokes carry, you'd understand.

Now, I need to speak with the captain.

He says you're lying.

Look, I know I haven't been up front
with you, but you can understand why.

And I think our Czech friends have said
and done enough. Now, wouldn't you

agree?

He says we should tie you up, too, and
give that to the pilot.

Or else we're all dead.

This is ridiculous.

Better safe than sorry.

Look, I understand your concern. This
man is a terrorist.

He's already held the entire plane, held
all of us hostage.

All right.

It's enough.

I don't recognize your authority on this
aircraft. I'm in control here. Now give

me the detonator.

No, this isn't going to work.

Now!

That shut you up, didn't it?

You're not thinking about the flight
anymore, are you, Martin?

Sorry.

Really.

All I needed were the luggage tags and
the detonator, and that would have been

it, you know?

I needed to... They weren't thirsty
enough, I guess.

And the world's greatest dad here has to
play junior detective.

All right, the cabin is yours.

But please, try to remain seated while
the seatbelt light is illuminated.

Anybody who doesn't... dies.

Oh, and thanks for flying Transcon.

Who the hell are you?

I'm your new boss.

In case you haven't noticed, he's
toasting us one at a time here.

I say we stay put.

No. I tell you, we can stop him.

Even with a gun.

He has control of the toxin tube.

Yeah, or did you forget that? No, not at
all.

In fact, that's why we have to act now.
I think we should worry about staying

alive up here.

Let the police or the FBI or whoever
handle it. You're trusting that the

situation is going to get better. Look
what he's already done.

He's up there in the cockpit right now,
confident that we're all cowards.

I'm telling you, this may be our only
chance to stop him.

The only hope, not just for us, but for
a million other people as well.

I'm in.

Me too.

Me three.

Look, you know, we've already dumped
fuel. We got a half hour left if we're

lucky. Seattle's the only game in town.

Well, I'll make that decision if you
don't mind.

All right.

You are gonna have a little quiet time.

While I go make some noise.

Well, how's every little thing down
here?

Remember,

Just sit back, relax.

You know the drill.

Elliot, I need to talk to you.

What can I do for you?

What?

I'll take that.

I'll help you.

Okay, I got him covered.

All right, get out.

Now!

Slowly.

Watch it.

Now get back.

Move!

Sorry about that.

What the hell are you doing?

I was starting to wonder if they had the
balls. These guys?

Fairly.

The women, maybe.

Nice talking to you.

Keep an eye on everybody.

No problem.

Now you know the ones to watch.

I'll keep an eye on them.

I need to check with Seattle. I need the
radio back online.

Unacceptable.

Look, we have no choice.

Seattle has a ground warning radar
system.

So unless you want those windshears to
slam us into the runway on landing, you

gotta do what I say. Look, I want you to
understand...

I have to go to the bathroom.

Look, I'm not stupid, lady.

Come on.

I'm not going to fall for that.

Look, you can control the plane, but you
cannot control my bladder.

This is a passenger on a Transcon flight
110.

I need to reach Seattle flight control
immediately.

You can watch if you want to.

Fine.

Just keep the door open.

Are you going to behave?

Yes,

thank you. Would you please just connect
me immediately?

Martin. Martin!

What are you trying to pull?

Seattle International Airport. How can I
help you?

This will help.

Say, ah, you son of a bitch!

This is a passenger on TransCon flight
110. Please listen to me. This is an

emergency. We've been taken hostage.

Transcon 110 Heavy. Do you copy? Over.

We have him on radar and on transponder.

Tracking north -northwest 330 now. He's
still in pattern.

But why aren't they answering?

What kind of terrorists have no demands
the radio went?

Circling. No gas and no intention to
land.

I'd say a suicidal one.

Guess who?

Yeah, we're still on.

Well, yeah, shut up. Shut up!

I need you to listen to me.

Carefully.

He killed the phones. He knows the
plane.

Gotta find a way to get rid of those
toxins.

What do you suggest?

I don't know. Maybe if we can get the
claim tickets off these guys, we can

their bags and figure out a way to dump
them.

If it lands in the ocean or even an
unpopulated area, even if it detonates,

least it won't hurt anybody.

How are we going to dump a bag?

Yeah, there's hundreds of bags down
there. How are you going to find it? How

we even know what's below it? There's
nothing out the window but clouds.

why we have to get a hold of the control
tower.

I thought you said all the phones were
out.

Well, they are, but I have an idea. Now,
there's a second radio access point in

the equipment bay, right?

The ground crew's used to talk to the
tower.

Yeah, that's right.

Yeah, but won't Elliot hear that in the
cockpit?

Yeah, but maybe we can use the VOR and
send a signal

to the ground that lets them know to
change the radio frequency.

Maybe we can bypass the cockpit.

I'm coming with you.

What are our assets so far?

What the hell is going on up there?

110 is unresponsive to hails. Our last
report had gunshots aboard, but she's

circling steadily.

What is that?

It's static.

The storm's interfering with the VOR
subsystem.

That's not the storm.

It sounds too regular for static.

It's like a pattern.

You're right.

More to code?

Short, short, short, long, long, long,
short, short. That's an SOS. Write it

down.

Hey. Hey.

I got the claim ticket.

Great. Good job.

You know what you're doing, right?

Are you kidding me? I designed these
things for a living.

No, I mean the Morse code.

Yeah, well, I think so.

Got a buddy through a few finals with
it.

A to the dot dash.

Tap the foot and drag, if I remember
right.

You used it to cheat on Ted?

I didn't cheat.

He cheated. I just have my foot.

Must have been a good friend.

No, not really, but he had a cute
sister.

I see. You just used to get a date.

Better than that, I married her.

That was our son Trevor you saw back at
the airport.

For some reason, I didn't think you were
married.

Not anymore.

My wife died right after Trevor was
born.

Transcop 110 to Heagle Fred 221.

What the hell is that supposed to mean?

Their radio must be out.

Why else would they be sending Morse
code on a VOR system?

Um, F -R -E -D...

Maybe that's supposed to be freq
frequency 221 Go frequency 221

get on 221 see if you can pick anything
up. You got it She

was the passenger that died in that
plane

crash Yeah, I never thought of apply
again

But at least maybe I can make it safer
for those who did.

I'm going to keep an eye on the hatch.

Testing 1, 2, 3.

Do you repeat me? What was that?

This is Transcom 110.

Do you copy?

Transcom 110 Heavy.

We read you loud and clear. What is your
status?

Where's the captain?

We don't know. We think he might have
been killed.

My name is Martin Messerman.

I'm with the Fear of Flying group.

You might remember me. I'm the one who
passed out in the control tower.

Oh, right. I remember.

Well, we've been hijacked, and there's a
chemical weapon on board.

We are aware of the hijacked situation.

What type of chemical weapons are we
dealing with here?

It's some kind of gas. I don't know the
specifics, but he said that it would

kill everything within a five -mile
radius.

It's in the cargo bay in one of the
pieces of luggage. We don't know which

We need to find a way to get it off the
plane.

All right, Martin. All right.

You just stand by.

Get field ops on the line. Notify the
director.

Tell him about the situation.

Priority Alpha.

We'll do everything we can to help you.

Thank you.

Two other things from upstairs.

Okay.

Look, I'm the one who found out about
these guys.

And I'm the one who had the balls and
the brains to snag their precious

So you just handle your end, okay?

Sorry,

what are you looking for? Um, we needed
purging and, uh, the bird gelatin.

Oh, and we need rubbed nitro pills.

I'll get those.

Oh, I need your cigarettes.

All of them.

I hear you. Might as well take the
lighter.

Thanks.

Sorry.

Now, if they were the last aboard, the
toxin would probably be in one of the

first three bins on the port side.

Three bins. Copy that.

We have you at 15 ,000 feet over
Washington coastline approaching a large

of water called Gray's Harbor.

In about seven or eight minutes, you'll
be over it. If you maintain same course

and speed, you'll have a three -minute
window in which to dump the container

before hitting populated land.

Remember this.

You must drop it over water.

They're going to down the plane if it
moves inland with chemicals on board.

What was that, Seattle? Could you please
repeat?

Did you say down the plane?

Please confirm.

It doesn't make any sense.

There are innocent people on board this
plane. We can't evacuate everyone in

time. We're talking a weapon of mass
destruction and a half a million people

that flight path.

We have to act now.

You'll guarantee authorization.

I mean, rock solid. Stand behind it all
the way. The press, the investigation,

the work.

The VFA is not going to destroy a plane
load of innocent passengers unless you

guys take full responsibility.

We've confirmed the identities.

Czech intelligence has also confirmed
the theft of a Type 1 viral dispersion

device approximately two weeks ago. And
they concur on the trail to Flight 110.

But don't worry.

This is on FBI Director Authority alone.

I've got Bremerton Naval Air Station.
They're tracking, but they want

authorization from FAA.

Let me talk to them.

Martin, listen.

They are prepared to shoot you down if
you move over any populated areas.

This is beyond my control.

God, this is crazy. You can do it.
Believe me, I know you can.

Okay.

Understood.

What about the bin numbers?

Hang on.

We're trying to match him now. Hold on.

You got a pen?

Yeah. All right, here goes.

Pen number A45.

Hello?

Hello, CTAC control, do you read me?

You have that cigarette?

Yeah. Harold made a big sacrifice.

Probably needs a nicotine patch the size
of Nebraska right about now.

Well, they've got tobacco companies.

This is one bad habit that's going to
save our lives.

Check that first bin for A45.

Here, this one says A45.

So does this one.

Great, this one does too.

Shit, without the rest of the number,
it's going to be like trying to find a

needle in a haystack.

We've got to find a way to contact them
again.

What? We don't have time.

And the phones are out and so is the
radio.

Shit, if we just had a...

Cell phones? That don't work on a plane.

I've got an idea.

What? Wait! I don't understand. Doesn't
a cell phone interfere with the

navigational system? Nope, it doesn't.

It works over landfill sites up to 10
,000 feet.

Well, then why do they tell you not to
use them?

Because they want you to use their
phones. Why? What's the difference?

About three bucks a minute.

I'm going to, uh... Spoiler.

I try to get it lower where the cell
phones are working.

We need to get to 10 ,000 feet anyway to
open the bay doors, otherwise we'll be

sucked out by the decompression.

Yes, in Seattle. SeaTac Airport air
traffic control.

You're calling information.

Control this.

Hello?

Hello?

Whoa, God.

Now what?

Pressure. It's crossing.

the coastline. And that's barren gas,
isn't it?

We're looking at it for talent. We're
looking at one either way.

A 747 jetliner. My God.

Sir, there's someone on the line
claiming they're on a trans -con flight.

Well, put them through!

What is with you people?

God!

One, one, four. Copy.

845114.

Okay, we're looking. Stand by.

Push it out of the way!

No, no, no, no, no, no, no. She's fine.

You're comfortable, right?

That's a statement.

You look like a duck.

I thought I told you to stay put!

Do you want to die?

Huh? No!

Do you want to die?

This one doesn't have a tag on it. Look.
Open it up.

What's this?

That's not it. It's a locator. GPS
backpacking equipment. Keep looking.

Transcon 110.

I mean, Martin, you have less than two
minutes before you hit land. Can you

confirm that you have the toxin?

Remington, please stand by.

Fucking Gorham!

shows they crossed over Gray's Harbor.

And we have no confirmation the toxin
has been dropped.

Damn it! This blood is getting
expensive.

What?

signal again until we're over land.

Remember, you are go for launch.

I repeat, you are go for launch.

Great Earth lock.

Battery launching.

God help us.

Yeah, Kat.

Doesn't matter anymore.

Well, your brave expedition party just
had themselves an anthrax cocktail in

lounge below.

Now, I feel the lower deck, so if we're
lucky, the wind downstairs might save

us. If not, these margarine cups won't
help any.

So, given that unfortunate loss, I'm
forced to improvise.

And I'm in a really... bad mood.

Detect. It's flight 110.

I've got him.

110, we confirm you have dropped over
water.

Bremerton, belay that order. Bremerton,
do not launch. I repeat, do not launch.

Sir, the missiles are already away. We
have them locked on and tracking to the

target.

Seattle, it's gone.

Hello?

Hello, Seattle?

We lost the signal.

Abort the missiles.

I repeat, abort and self -destruct.
Roger. Sending abort sequence now.

Who would have thought that you frequent
criers would be my best ticket out of

this mess?

I mean, I don't know what you're going
to fetch, but we'll see.

First, though, I need a volunteer for a
patriotic mission.

What are we going to do?

I can't. I can't. I can't go in there.

Just pretend it's one of the exercises
in class.

I can't.

Come on. I'll be right next to you.

You don't have a choice.

It's okay.

Come on, now! This is going to be fun!

No volunteers?

All right, let's take a boat.

Who's the biggest pain in the ass on
this site?

Here, contestant number one. Right here.

Come on, people. I want to see some
hands.

Come on, come on, come on, come on!

Hands! If you don't vote, you die!

What'd you do to him?

All right, how about our teacher?

Right here. How about her?

Him, her, duck, duck, you people, come
on. You are all registered to vote.

How about her?

How about him right here? You're a
lawyer, right? How about the lawyer?

You know, I'm not seeing any hands. Now,
I know you hate this guy.

You know what? We're going to have to
flip for it, I think.

Okay, here we go.

Head, it's a tax man. Tails.

One less litigator.

These motherfuckers have ordered me for
the past two years.

I'm just fucking with you.

Okay, let's go.

Come on, go upstairs. Let's go.

I can...

we've got to be on the ground uh...

It isn't the Mouseketeers.

I've got to think.

I'm in prep.

Oh.

Well, counselor, I guess this is your
lucky day.

Kill me, and you won't be able to land
the plane.

You shot the ILS system.

Go ahead, look.

What does that mean?

All the pilots can't land the plane
without an ILS line to follow.

They won't know our position relative to
the ground until we smash into it

anyway. If we're going to have any
chance at all, you need me alive.

I'm the only one who has a shot at
landing this plane.

You?

Mr. Fearful Flyer?

About an ILS line in low visibility with
15 minutes of fuel.

How are you going to manage that?

In the baggage area, we found a GPS.

It's a global positioning system.

With it, we can fix our position all the
way to the ground.

You need me.

And not just to rig the equipment.

You may be able to program the
autopilot, but flying a plane solo and

it, it's a whole different ballgame
altogether.

All right.

Let's go.

Found it.

All right, let's go.

Here, put this up to the PC connector.
It's there on the floor. Okay.

Great. Good. We're acquiring satellites.

Me.

Got a pen?

Your goat.

I'm gonna need to land manually.

And I'll need access to the radio to
make sure air traffic is clear.

Alright, it's fine.

But if you try anything, she dies.

What is this all for?

Money.

Makes the world go around.

So you just wanted to sell it?

No, we were more interested in using it.

In the right place at the right time, a
good, solid, terrific thread is much

more financially rewarding.

All right.

Go ahead.

Transcon 110 to Seattle Center. Over.

Seattle Center. Go ahead.

This is Martin.

I have an update for you.

I'm now at the wheel.

Gonna need a little help.

The hijacker's here with me and I'm
coming in to land.

Tell him you want to refuel.

We want to refuel.

No police, no armed personnel.

You will await further instructions.

No police, no armed personnel.

Wait further instructions.

I can keep the police back, but I can't
do anything about the weather.

Are you ordering my men back on FAA
authority?

Well, I don't see any other way around
it.

You want more people to die?

If I have to pull rank on you, I will.

I'm not letting some madman call the
shots on the ground. God only knows what

has planned.

You keep your men in position.

And board that plane the first chance
you get.

What's that?

It's a fuel warning.

We only have 2 ,000 pounds left.

It's enough for about 5 or 10 minutes.
We're going to have to make this work on

the first approach.

No.

I want you to pass over the airstrip
first.

We don't have enough fuel for that. Yes,
we do. You'll do as I say.

Or what?

If we try a flyover, we're all going to
die when we undershoot the landing. Yes,

but it's not just about us anymore,
Marty.

Here.

I think it's for you.

Hello?

Trevor?

Son of a bitch.

All right, line it up for the flyover.

You're insane.

The fuel's just... I don't care about
the fucking fuel!

Now, I want to drop them a message.

Where are you? Jessica!

Stay there.

Well, Mr. Boyfriend already has his
hands occupied.

So we should probably keep your hands
occupied, too.

You don't need to shoot me.

Come on.

I think you know the answer to that one.

We got much better business.

All right, let's go. Oh, God.

Come on, Herbie. Go, go, go.

For God's sakes, haven't you done enough
already?

Chuck. God,

I'm just sick of you.

going on back there?

Well, remember how I said whatever
doesn't kill us only makes us stronger?

Well, let's just say Wilcox won't be
getting any stronger.

All right, go ahead. Put him back on.

I'm having a lot of trouble stabilizing
this thing.

I've got the flap set to full.

Throttle at one -third. You seem to know
the plane well enough.

Let's have the battle.

Now, ease up on the aileron.

Let her shut up.

There's a crosswind of 20 knots.

In order to counter the yaw, you have to
push the right rudder.

Roger that.

Countering.

My feet and my angle are way off. Take
it easy, Martin.

Take it easy.

I don't know if I can do this. You're
doing just fine. You're going to land

this, baby.

Now, listen to me.

The ILF shows two lines.

When they center up on the screen in a
perfect cross, that indicates the proper

glide slope.

Roger, SeaTac.

No fuel.

Warning. No fuel.

That's the number one engine. The number
one engine is down.

I don't know the restart procedure.

You have to purge the line by throttling
up only the number one engine. And then

hit restart.

Roger that.

We're not going to make it. The number
four engine is now gone as well.

Oh, my God.

We're going down.

Oh,

God,

you're coming in too low.

You've got to compensate for the lower
velocity.

Pull up.

Pull up, Bart. Pull up.

That's it.

That's it.

Reverse engines.

You're down.

You're down.

But engines one and four are still out.
We're not stopping.

I took this off of Lenny.

Just make sure the two hostages are
clear first.

Roger that.

Team B, move into position.

Get ready to fire.

He's insane. He's speaking in some
foreign language. I can't understand a

he's saying.

One big happy family.

You don't really think you can just walk
out of here, do you?

We're already halfway home.

Sir?

You better listen to this.

Just put it on speakerphone.

Shut up and just keep moving.

You know, you're never going to get away
with this.

Just watch me.

What the hell are you going to do with
my son?

I'll be fine right there in the
terminal.

As long as you play it cool.

Nice, Martin. Very nice.

Tactical. Listen closely.

Roger. Caucasian male with tan overcoat.
Repeat.

With a child?

I think you're back! Hear me?

There! Drop him!

I've been shot.

Whatever doesn't kill us only makes us
stronger.

Dad!

Are you two okay?

Yeah.

Move it out. Move it out. You okay, pal?

Is it over? Is he gone?

Martin?

Martin Messerman?

I'm Robert Sykes, Seattle ATC. I'm the
guy you've been talking to.

Congratulations.

You did an incredible job.

Do me a favor, would you?

The next time you land a plane on my
strip, bone up on your Morse code?

Trevor, this is my good friend, Jessica.

My very good friend.

You really landed the plane by yourself?

Were you scared?

Hey, sure dad's scared of anything.

Huh?

I'll give you ride home.

Come on.