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AJAX, THIS IS WAVERUNNER 2-1-2

APPROACHING WAYPOINT DELTA.

AJAX: ROGER, 212.

COME LEFT TO HEADING
ONE-SIX-NINER AND DESCEND TO
ANGELS 20.

AJAX, THIS IS
WAVERUNNER 2-1-2, WILCO. BREAK.

SLIDER, YOU READY
TO HEAD FOR HOME?

RIGHT BEHIND YOU, KARMA.

[BEEPING]

WHOA... WHOA, I'VE GOT
A CONTACT-- 1-7-5.

FIVE MILES CLOSING.
OPPOSITE COURSE, LOW.

AJAX:
WAVERUNNER 2-1-2,

YOU ARE AUTHORIZED
TO INTERCEPT.

TALLYHO!

SLIDER, SECOND BOGEY'S
ON THE SCOPE.

HE'S ON OUR SIX.
WE'RE SANDWICHED.

GET THIS GUY OFF OF ME.

-SPLIT.
-BREAK RIGHT.

HE'S GOT A LOCK!

I'M COMING IN
BEHIND HIM.

GOGO:
HE GOT A LOCK.

KARMA:
WHAT?

WE GOT TONE. TAKE THE SHOT.

-WHAT?
-SPLASH THIS GUY, KARMA.

GET HIM OFF ME.

[UNINTELLIGIBLE]
MISSILE INBOUND.

GOGO:
WE'RE TOO CLOSE!

OUR WING'S ON FIRE!

KARMA:
EJECT! EJECT! EJECT!

[OPENING THEME MUSIC PLAYING]

REPORTER:
TENSIONS REMAINED HIGH
IN THE GULF TODAY

AFTER AN AMERICAN F-14
WENT DOWN
IN THE NO-FLY ZONE LAST NIGHT.

THE IRAQIS ARE CLAIMING
AN AERIAL VICTORY.

THE DEFENSE DEPARTMENT
HAS CONFIRMED THE LOSS
OF A NAVY FIGHTER JET

BUT HAS MADE
NO OFFICIAL STATEMENT
REGARDING WHAT...

WORKING A LITTLE LATE, ENSIGN?

YES, SIR.

WELL, WHY DON'T YOU
CALL IT A NIGHT.

I'M SURE WHATEVER IT IS
CAN WAIT TILL MORNING.

I'LL WALK YOU TO YOUR CAR.

THANK YOU, SIR. I'M JUST GOING
TO WAIT A LITTLE LONGER.

[SNIFFLING]

HEARD FROM RABB
AND MACKENZIE YET?

THEY SHOULD BE
ABOARD THE CORAL SEA

WITHIN THE HOUR, SIR.

I HAVEN'T HEARD
FROM LIEUTENANT ROBERTS

AND IT'S NOT LIKE HIM
NOT TO CALL.

WELL... LET'S SEE...

HE LEFT ANDREWS
AT 1400 OUR TIME.

PROBABLY ARRIVED
TWENTYNINE PALMS
AT 1530 PACIFIC.

BEEN TAKING
DEPOSITIONS FOR
SEVERAL HOURS.

I'M SURE HE'LL CALL SOON.

I HOPE SO, SIR.

I DON'T MEAN TO ACT LIKE...
A PREGNANT WIFE

WORRIED ABOUT HER HUSBAND?

IT'S NOT VERY NAVY-LIKE
OF ME, SIR.

ENSIGN... THE UNIFORM
IS MADE TO FIT A PERSON.

ADMIRAL, I DON'T KNOW
WHAT'S COME OVER ME.

HORMONES.

SIR?

[SIGHS]

YOU SEE THIS?

A V.C. TRIED

TO CUT MY HEAD OFF WITH
A MACHETE-- 39 STITCHES.

I DIDN'T EVEN KNOW I WAS
BLEEDING FOR ABOUT TWO DAYS.

BUT, UH... NOW, THIS...

THAT'S AN ELECTRIC
CAN OPENER.

KNOCKED ME COLD FOR SIX HOURS

COMPLIMENTS OF MY EX-WIFE
IN HER SECOND TRIMESTER.

SO WHAT ARE YOU TELLING ME?

THAT I SHOULD STAY AWAY
FROM SMALL APPLIANCES?

NO. WHAT I'M SAYING IS

IS THAT, UM, WHAT
YOU'RE FEELING IS NORMAL

AND I UNDERSTAND.

I ALSO KNOW THAT
YOU NEED YOUR REST

AND YOU NEED
TO EAT PROPERLY.

UM... I'M GOING TO, UM...
CALISTO'S FOR A LATE DINNER.

WHY DON'T YOU JOIN ME.

I HATE EATING ALONE.

YOU DO, SIR?

NOT REALLY.

WE'LL GO OVER THAT
INSPECTOR GENERAL'S REPORT...

MAKE IT A BUSINESS MEAL.

THANK YOU, ADMIRAL,
BUT I TOLD BUD

THAT I'D WAIT
TO HEAR FROM HIM.

HARRIET, IT COULD
BE AFTER MIDNIGHT

BEFORE HE GETS
A CHANCE TO CALL YOU.

TELL YOU WHAT-- ONCE WE
GET TO THE RESTAURANT

I'LL CALL THE BASE,
SEE IF I CAN REACH HIM.

YOU CAN DO THAT, SIR?
ADMIRAL'S PRIVILEGE.

YOU KNOW, CALISTO'S IS
FAMOUS FOR THEIR SEAFOOD.

YOU LIKE CALAMARI?

WELL, I LIKE IT IF THEY MAKE IT
WITH A MINT SAUCE, SIR.

CRAVINGS?

UH, I'M AFRAID SO, SIR.

[SIGHS]

TRY NOT TO MAKE ME
REGRET THIS, ENSIGN.

WELCOME ABOARD.

MAN:
I USUALLY CONSIDER IT
A BAD SIGN

WHEN I SEE JAGS COMING ABOARD.

BUT UNDER THE CIRCUMSTANCES,
I'M GLAD YOU'RE HERE.

INTERNATIONAL INCIDENTS

REQUIRE THE
UTMOST DIPLOMACY.

I MIGHT NEED SOME
PROFESSIONAL ADVICE.

SIR, TECHNICALLY

WE'RE HERE TO CONDUCT
A JAGMAN INVESTIGATION

INTO THE ALTERCATION WHICH
RESULTED IN THE LOST TOMCAT.

HOWEVER, THE MAJOR AND I
WOULD BE MORE THAN WILLING

TO AID IN ANY LEGAL MATTERS

THAT MIGHT ARISE
WHILE WE'RE ABOARD.

IF THIS THING TURNS UGLY

AND FORCES US INTO A WAR,
IT'S ALWAYS NICE

TO HAVE A COUPLE OF
LAWYERS AROUND TO BLAME.

WE'RE AT CONDITION
THREE HERE.

THE CAG AND I
NEED THE CREW FOCUSED

ON THE JOB AT HAND

SO I'D APPRECIATE WRAPPING UP
THIS INVESTIGATION ASAP.

YES, SIR.
YES, SIR.

YOU CAN REPORT
YOUR FINDINGS

TO THE COMMANDER
OF THE AIR GROUP.

CARRY ON.

CAG.

COMMANDER RABB...

YOU FOUND YOUR FATHER.

THAT'S RIGHT.

DID YOU KNOW HIM, SIR?

WE FLEW A COUPLE
OF WILD ONES TOGETHER.

ARE YOU HALF
THE PILOT HE WAS?

I'D LIKE TO THINK SO.

MAYBE WE'LL SEE ABOUT THAT.

YES, SIR.

THE A.T.O. GET YOU QUARTERS.

THANK YOU, SIR.

THANK YOU.

SLIDER:
WE WERE PATROLLING
THE NO-FLY ZONE.

IT WAS A TYPICAL FLIGHT--
IF THERE IS SUCH A THING.

IT'S, UH...

IT'S BASICALLY FOUR HOURS
OF BORING HOLES IN THE SKY.

NO CONTACT, NO NOTHING.

WHEN DID YOU
FIRST SPOT THE MIG?

I DIDN'T.

BEAR PUT THE FIRST ONE UP
ON HIS RADAR.

BEAR-- THAT'S, UH, YOUR RIO,
LIEUTENANT BRIAN HASS.

BEAR:
THAT'S RIGHT. HE MUST HAVE
BEEN CRAWLING ACROSS THE SAND

ON HIS BELLY
BECAUSE HE CAME OUT OF NOWHERE.

POPPED UP, MADE A GUN RUN AT US
AND RAN FOR HOME.

WHAT DO YOU SUPPOSE
PROVOKED HIM INTO ATTACKING?

THERE WAS NO
PROVOCATION, MAJOR.

THAT'S JUST IT--
IT'S A NO-FLY ZONE.

NO, THE IRAQIS CAME IN
LOOKING FOR A FIGHT.

THE FIRST ONE WAS A DECOY

SO HIS BUDDY
COULD SNEAK IN BEHIND US.

GOGO:
THE SECOND MIG GOT
RIGHT ON SLIDER'S TAIL.

WE FLEW IN BEHIND HIM.

I GOT LOCK AND TONE,
BUT KARMA DIDN'T FIRE, MA'AM.

WELL, WHY NOT?

I DON'T KNOW, MAJOR.

I KEPT YELLING AT HIM
TO TAKE THE SHOT

BUT HE KEPT SAYING,
"WHAT? WHAT?"

LIKE HE DIDN'T HEAR ME, MA'AM.

NEXT THING I KNOW,
HE'S GOING KAMIKAZE--

FLYING STRAIGHT
AT THE MIG

LIKE HE'S GOING
TO RAM HIM.

SLIDER:
I'M SCREAMING FOR KARMA

TO TAKE THIS GUY OUT.

SUDDENLY, THE MIG FIRES

SO I... PUNCH OFF FLARES
AND CHAFF AND BRAKE HARD.

NEXT THING I KNOW

I'VE GOT THIS BUCKING
BRONCO TURBULENCE.

THEN I... SEE THIS EXPLOSION
IN THE MIRROR.

FIGURED IT WAS THE MISSILE.

IT WAS KARMA GOING DOWN
IN A BALL OF FIRE.

GOGO:
KARMA'S YELLING,
"EJECT! EJECT!"

THERE'S SMOKE IN THE CANOPY.

I REACH UP, GRAB THE HANDLES

BUT MY EYES ARE CLOSED.

NEXT THING I KNOW,
I'M SCREAMING INTO MY MASK

AND FEELING ICE-COLD AIR
ON MY FACE.

RABB:
ONE THING I DON'T UNDERSTAND.

YOU HAD A LOCK ON THE MIG.

WHY DIDN'T
YOU FIRE?
I COULDN'T.

YOU HAD A MISSILE
MALFUNCTION?

WHY NOT GO
FOR THE CANNONS?

THAT'S A GOOD
QUESTION, COMMANDER

TO WHICH I DON'T
HAVE AN ANSWER.

YOU'VE BEEN IN COMBAT.

YOU KNOW HOW FAST
THINGS HAPPEN.

I SAW SLIDER WAS IN TROUBLE.

I COULDN'T FIRE

BUT I KNEW I HAD TO GET
THE MIG OFF HIS TAIL.

ALL I COULD
THINK TO DO

WAS TO GET BETWEEN
HIM AND THE ENEMY.

SO I LIT UP THE AFTERBURNERS

AND I POPPED UP RIGHT
IN FRONT OF HIM.

THAT'S DAMN HEROIC FLYING.

IT WAS DAMN STUPID
IS MORE LIKE IT.

I MISJUDGED THE CLOSURE RATE.

I SHEARED OFF MY WING TIP
IN THE COLLISION...

WENT INTO A SPIN,
SPRAYING FUEL, WHICH IGNITED...

WE WERE A GIANT,
TUMBLING FIREBALL.

MAN, YOU MUST HAVE
HAD A GUARDIAN ANGEL

LOOKING OVER YOUR SHOULDER
THAT NIGHT.

YEAH.

SOME-SOMETHING LIKE THAT.

MACKENZIE:
SO FAR EVERYONE'S STATEMENTS

CORROBORATE.

YOU DON'T AGREE?

WHAT?

I KNOW THAT LOOK.

WHAT LOOK?

THAT "I DON'T AGREE" LOOK.

SOMETHING WITH
COMMANDER RICE'S STATEMENT

ISN'T SITTING RIGHT.

I WANT TO TALK TO
HIS PLANE CAPTAIN

ABOUT THE CONDITION
OF HIS TOMCAT.

WHAT DID YOU SAY
TO COMMANDER RICE?

EXCUSE ME, SIR?

YOUR INVESTIGATION--

WHAT ARE YOU CHARGING HIM WITH?

WE'VE JUST BEGUN
THE INTERVIEWS, CAG.

WE'RE NOT CHARGING
HIM WITH ANYTHING.

THEN WHY DID
LIEUTENANT COMMANDER RICE

RESIGN HIS COMMISSION?

[HUMMING]

OH, YOU HUNGRY, SIR?

-I WAS.
-I'M EATING FOR TWO NOW.

-TWO WHAT?
-LET ME FIX YOU
SOMETHING TO EAT, SIR.

IT'S THE LEAST I CAN DO
AFTER YOU BOUGHT ME
DINNER LAST NIGHT.

YOU KNOW, ENSIGN,
I ATE BUGS AND TOADS

IN THE JUNGLE,
AND I STILL WOULDN'T...

WHAT IS THAT SMELL?

SARDINES, MAYBE?

SIR, BREAKFAST IS THE MOST
IMPORTANT MEAL OF THE DAY.

LET'S FACE IT,
MEN JUST DON'T HAVE THE STOMACH
FOR PREGNANCY.

YEAH.

MAN:
SIDE NUMBER 212
WAS MY PLANE, SIR.

I GOT MY NAME PUT ON HER
JUST LAST THURSDAY.

RABB:
WELL, CONGRATULATIONS,
PETTY OFFICER MOSES.

THAT'S QUITE AN HONOR
FOR A PLANE CAPTAIN.

MOSES:
YES, IT IS, SIR.

I TAKE AS MUCH PRIDE
IN KEEPING THESE PLANES

IN THE AIR AS THE PILOTS
DO IN FLYING THEM, SIR.

SO, WHEN I SAY THAT PLANE
WAS WORKING PROPERLY
BEFORE SHE LEFT THE DECK

YOU'VE GOT MY WORD ON IT,
COMMANDER.

WELL, THEN, HOW DO YOU
ACCOUNT FOR THE FACT

THAT COMMANDER RICE
WAS UNABLE TO FIRE
HIS MISSILES?

I CAN'T, SIR.
IF THE COMMANDER SAID

HE COULDN'T FIRE,
THEN HE COULDN'T FIRE.

ALL I KNOW IS THAT
EVERYTHING WAS WORKING

WHEN SHE LEFT THE DECK.

THAT PLANE WAS USED
IN A MISSILE EXERCISE
THE DAY BEFORE

AND SHE PERFORMED
FLAWLESSLY, COMMANDER.

THANKS, MOSES, AND,
UH, I HOPE YOU GET

YOUR NAME ON
A NEW PLANE SOON.

ME, TOO, SIR.

[KNOCK AT DOOR]

YES?

CAG SHOWED ME
YOUR RESIGNATION.

AND I GUESS
YOU WANT TO KNOW WHY.

I DON'T SEE
AS I HAVE MUCH CHOICE.

LOOK, FROM WHAT I'VE
DETERMINED SO FAR

YOU'VE DONE NOTHING
TO WARRANT A RESIGNATION...

UNLESS YOU HAVEN'T
TOLD ME EVERYTHING

THAT HAPPENED THAT NIGHT.

WELL, I TRIED.

BUT I'M NOT SURE
I KNOW MYSELF.

I JUST TALKED
TO PETTY OFFICER MOSES.

HE TELLS ME THAT YOUR AIRCRAFT
WAS IN EXCELLENT CONDITION.

DID ONE OF YOUR MISSILES
MISFIRE?

NO.

I DIDN'T FIRE.

WHY NOT?

I WAS GIVEN
AN ORDER NOT TO.

SOMEBODY ORDERED YOU
NOT TO FIRE?

GOGO AND SLIDER WERE
BOTH YELLING AT ME

TO TAKE THE SHOT

BUT I HEARD ANOTHER VOICE
TELLING ME NOT TO.

THERE'S NOTHING
IN THE RADIO TRANSCRIPTS.

NO ONE HAS EVEN
MENTIONED THIS.

I DON'T THINK
THEY HEARD IT.

LOOK, I KNOW
HOW THAT SOUNDS.

THAT'S WHY I HAVEN'T
SAID ANYTHING SOONER, BUT...

I KEPT TRYING TO TELL MYSELF

THAT IT WAS FATIGUE
OR MY EARS POPPING

OR MISINTERPRETATION.

HELL, MAYBE
I'M GOING CRAZY...

BUT I KNOW WHAT I HEARD.

IT WAS AN ORDER.

IT WAS VERY CLEAR
AND VERY INSISTENT...

THAT I NOT FIRE.

[GOGO ON TAPE RECORDER]
WE GOT A LOCK.

KARMA:
WHAT?

WE GOT TONE. TAKE THE SHOT.
WHAT?

SLIDER:
SPLASH THIS GUY, KARMA.

GET HIM OFF ME!

BEAR:
ENEMY FIRE! MISSILE INBOUND!

I'VE PLAYED IT EVERY WHICH
WAY ABOUT A HUNDRED TIMES

AND I STILL
CAN'T HEAR ANYTHING.

REWIND IT A BIT. THERE.

KARMA:
I'M COMING IN BEHIND HIM.

GOGO:
WE GOT A LOCK.

KARMA:
WHAT?

STOP. YOU HEAR THAT?

RIO SAYS SHE HAS A LOCK;
HE RESPONDS BY SAYING...

"WHAT?"

"WHAT?"

LIEUTENANT BINDER
SAID KARMA ACTED

AS IF HE COULDN'T HEAR HER.

HE WAS ON A HOT MIKE;
HE HEARD EVERY BREATH SHE TOOK.

HE RESPONDED TO EVERYTHING ELSE.

EXCEPT TO TAKE THE SHOT.

MAYBE HE HEARD SOMETHING ELSE
THE RECORDER DIDN'T PICK UP.

WHAT? LIKE ANOTHER
RADIO TRANSMISSION?

YOU KNOW, TOMCATS BROADCAST
ON A U.H.F. FREQUENCY.

IF THE IRAQIS
HAD AN ANALYZER

IN ONE OF THEIR
AWACS AIRCRAFT

THEY COULD ACCESS
OUR FREQUENCY--

NOT ONLY TO THE POINT
OF LISTENING IN

BUT TO TRANSMIT AS WELL.

IF A PILOT HEARD
AN ORDER NOT TO SHOOT

AT A CRITICAL MOMENT
AND HE HESITATED

IT WOULD BE THE DIFFERENCE

BETWEEN SURVIVING
A DOGFIGHT AND NOT.

YEAH, BUT EVEN SO,
ANY RADIO TRANSMISSION

WOULD STILL HAVE BEEN RECORDED

UNLESS... WELL, UNLESS THEY'VE
DEVELOPED A NEW TECHNOLOGY

THAT CAN BEAMA TRANSMISSION
RIGHT INTO SOMEONE'S BRAIN.

I'M GOING TO BEAM SOMETHING
INTO YOURBRAIN.

YOU'RE STARTING
TO SOUND LIKE BUD.

LET'S SEND THIS
TO WASHINGTON

HAVE THE AUDIO EXPERTS
BACK IN SUITLAND ANALYZE IT.

MAYBE THEY CAN FIND
SOMETHING WE CAN'T.

I'LL PUT A CALL INTO WEBB.

IF THEY HAVE DEVELOPED
A NEW TECHNOLOGY

HE MAY HAVE
THE INSIDE TRACK.

SIR.

DR. SANDERS?

YOU CAUGHT ME.

HAVEN'T YOU HEARD?

THE SURGEON GENERAL SAYS
THOSE THINGS WILL KILL YOU.

WELL, I ONLY SMOKE ONE A WEEK
FOR MEDICINAL PURPOSES.

HELPS GET THE TASTE
OF JET FUEL OUT OF MY MOUTH.

UH-HUH. I'M
HARM RABB,
JAG CORPS.

I WONDER IF I
MIGHT ASK YOU
A FEW QUESTIONS.

SHOOT.

I'M INVESTIGATING
THE IRAQI-COMMANDER
RICE INCIDENT.

I, UH...

I WAS WONDERING IF THERE
WAS ANYTHING ABNORMAL

IN THE COMMANDER'S
MEDICAL BACKGROUND.

WHAT EXACTLY
ARE YOU LOOKING FOR?

WELL, THE...

THE COMMANDER REPORTS
HEARING A VOICE.

A VOICE?

HE HASN'T COME
TO ME COMPLAINING
ABOUT HEARING THINGS

IF THAT'S WHERE
YOU'RE GOING WITH THIS.

WAS THE COMMANDER ON
ANY KIND OF MEDICATION?

UNDERGOING TREATMENT?

DRUGS OF ANY KIND?

COMMANDER RICE
IS IN GOOD HEALTH.

I GAVE HIM A COMPLETE
PHYSICAL AFTER THE MISHAP.

WHAT ABOUT HIS
MENTAL CONDITION?

HE WAS A LITTLE
SHOOK UP.

WHO WOULDN'T BE?

YOU'VE BEEN IN THE COCKPIT,
COMMANDER.

YOU KNOW BETTER THAN MOST
THAT NAVY PILOTS

OPERATING OFF A CARRIER

ARE SUBJECTED TO MORE
PHYSICAL AND MENTAL STRESS

THAN ANY OTHER AVIATOR
IN THE WORLD.

THE STRESS OF NIGHT CARRIER
LANDINGS IN BAD WEATHER...

IS ENOUGH TO KILL MOST PEOPLE.

MAKE THEM HEAR VOICES?

I'M NOT A PSYCHIATRIST.

BUT IT IS MY MEDICAL OPINION

THAT COMMANDER RICE
IS NOT CRAZY.

WE ALL HEAR VOICES
INSIDE OUR HEAD,
COMMANDER.

IT'S CALLED OUR CONSCIENCE.

CAG:
THAT'S AN INTERESTING THEORY,
BUT THE IRAQIS

DON'T HAVE
ANY AWACS.

RABB:
ACTUALLY, CAG,
I CHECKED WITH D.O.D...

I'LL QUALIFY THAT.

THE IRAQIS DON'T HAVE
ANY AWACS FLYING THIS WEEK.

THEY'RE SUPPOSED TO HAVE
A COUPLE OF OLD A-50 MAINSTAYS

ONE OF WHICH IS
USED FOR PARTS

AND THE OTHER ONE FLIES
ABOUT ONCE A MONTH

AND WHEN IT DOES,
WE KNOW ALL ABOUT IT.

AND THERE WERE
NO AWACS IN THE AIR

THE NIGHT OF THE INCIDENT?

JUST OURS.

COULD WE HAVE SENT
THAT ORDER ACCIDENTALLY?

OUR AWACS MONITOR

A NUMBER OF DIFFERENT
RADIO TRANSMISSIONS AT ONCE

AND THEY SEND INFORMATION
TO NUMEROUS SHIPS

IN THE CARRIER BATTLE GROUP.

WHAT IF THEY SOMEHOW SENT
THE WRONG TRANSMISSION

TO THE WRONG PLACE?

IT WOULDN'T BE THE FIRST FOUL-UP

ABOARD AN AWACS.

IT DOESN'T WORK
THAT WAY.

I THINK THE COMMANDER KNOWS
THAT AS WELL AS I DO.

CAG, ALL I REALLY KNOW RIGHT NOW

IS THAT COMMANDER RICE
RECEIVED AN ORDER NOT TO SHOOT

AND I'LL BE DAMNED
IF I CAN FIGURE OUT WHY.

WELL, THAT'S WHERE
YOU'RE WRONG, RABB.

BECAUSE THE ONLY ONE
WHO IS GOING TO BE DAMNED

BY YOUR INVESTIGATION
IS COMMANDER RICE.

ALL WE'RE TRYING TO DO HERE

IS FIND OUT THE TRUTH
ABOUT WHAT HAPPENED.

WHAT MAKES YOU THINK
YOU HAVEN'T, MAJOR?

DO YOU THINK ME OR MY PILOTS
ARE LYING TO YOU?

THAT THIS IS
SOME SORT OF COVER-UP?

NO, SIR.

BUT IF EVERYONE
IS TELLING THE TRUTH

WHY DID KARMA RESIGN?

ASK HIM.

[POP MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO]

HOW YOU DOING, SIR?

I'M OKAY, BEAR. THANKS.

SCUTTLEBUTT SAYS
YOU'RE RESIGNING, SIR.

WELL, YOU KNOW
WHAT THEY SAY

ABOUT SCUTTLEBUTT.

YEAH, IT'S USUALLY TRUE.

YOU GOT SOMETHING
TO SAY, SLIDER?

NO. I LET MY ACTIONS
SPEAK FOR ME, SIR.

AND WHAT'S THAT
SUPPOSED TO MEAN?

LOOK, YOU'VE GOT
SOMETHING SAY

SPIT IT OUT MAN-TO-MAN.

YOU FORGET ABOUT
THE GOLD OAK LEAVES HERE.

YOU SEE, OBVIOUSLY,
YOU FORGOT

I SAVED YOUR ASS UP THERE.

YOU ALMOST GOT US KILLED,
ALONG WITH YOUR RIO.

YEAH, BUT I DIDN'T.

NO, YOU DIDN'T.
NOT THIS TIME.

THIS TIME YOU GOT LUCKY.

YOU ARROGANT...

OH, COME ON.

HEY! HEY! HEY!

HEY! TAKE IT EASY.

SLIDER, WALK AWAY.

WHAT'S GOING ON?

I DON'T KNOW.
ASK THE LIEUTENANT HERE.

HE'S GOT
ALL THE ANSWERS.

WHICH ONE DO YOU WANT?

I'LL TAKE THE CUTE,
SINGLE ONE.

KIDDING.

LIEUTENANT, THE MAJOR
WILL ESCORT YOU

TO YOUR STATEROOM.

[SIGHS]

HOW'D YOU KNOW
WHERE TO FIND ME?

GOGO SAYS YOU'VE
BEEN COMING HERE A LOT

SINCE THE INCIDENT.

YEAH. I DIDN'T EVEN KNOW
WHERE THE SHIP'S CHAPEL WAS

UNTIL TWO DAYS AGO.

YOU KNOW THAT THE MAJOR
AND I ARE, UH...

WE'RE HERE TO HELP YOU
IN ANY WAY THAT WE CAN.

WE ALL MAKE
MISTAKES.

IF YOUR RESIGNATION
HAS ANYTHING...

I DIDN'T MAKE A MISTAKE.
THAT'S JUST IT.

THAT'S WHAT MAKES THIS
SO DIFFICULT.

I'M NOT FOLLOWING YOU.

I DID THE RIGHT THING.

I DID WHAT I WAS TOLD.

LOOK, COMMANDER...

WE HAVE FOUND
NO EVIDENCE

SUBSTANTIATING
YOUR CLAIM

OF ANOTHER
RADIO TRANSMISSION.

WELL, YOU WON'T.

IT WASN'T
ON MY RADIO.

IT WAS IN MY HEAD.

AND HE TOLD ME NOT TO FIRE.

WHO TOLD YOU NOT TO FIRE?

I DON'T KNOW.

I THINK MAYBE...

IT WAS GOD.

CHEGWIDEN:
WHO IN THE HELL TOOK MY DINNER?

ADMIRAL...
UH...

THAT WAS ME, SIR.

YOU ATE MY RISOTTO?

NO, SIR.

WHERE IS IT?

I TOSSED IT, SIR.

Y-YOU TOSSED
MY RISOTTO?

Y-YES, SIR.

IN THE GARBAGE.

SIR, THERE WERE THINGS
GROWING IN THAT FRIDGE.

ENSIGN...

THERE WAS NOTHING GROWING
IN MY RISOTTO.

I'M SORRY, SIR.

I... [WHIMPERS]

I COULDN'T HELP MYSELF.

I JUST HAD TO CLEAN
OUT THAT REFRIGERATOR.

I... THINK I'M... NESTING.

THERE'S NO NESTING
IN JAG OPS.

[SIMS CRYING]

THERE ALSO IS NO CRYING.

[SOBBING]

I'M SORRY, SIR.

[SNIFFLES]

STOP CRYING, ENSIGN.

THAT IS AN ORDER.

[SIGHS]

[SOBBING]

[SOFTLY]
PLEASE...

I'M TRYING TO, SIR.

SIMS, MY OFFICE, NOW.

YES, SIR.

MACKENZIE:
GOD TOLD HIM NOT TO FIRE?

THAT'S WHAT
COMMANDER RICE SAID.

DID HE SAY WHY?

-THE COMMANDER?
-GOD.

I DON'T KNOW, MAC.

HE'S NOT TALKING TO ME.

NO, HE'S GIVEN UP ON YOU.

[CHUCKLES]

WOULDN'T BE
THE FIRST TIME

HEARING STRANGE VOICES
WAS USED

AS A CRIMINAL DEFENSE.

TRUE, BUT...
DIDN'T YOU ONCE TELL BUD

THAT YOU THOUGHT YOU HEARD
YOUR FATHER'S VOICE

GUIDE YOU
THROUGH A LANDING?

THIS ISN'T ABOUT ME, MAJOR.

ALL RIGHT.

SO YOU DON'T BELIEVE
IN GUARDIAN ANGELS?

WELL, CERTAINLY
NOT GUARDIAN ANGELS

WHO TELL FIGHTER PILOTS

NOT TO FIRE.

"THERE ARE MORE THINGS
IN HEAVEN AND EARTH," HARM

"THAN ARE DREAMT OF
IN YOUR PHILOSOPHY."

OH, THANK YOU, MAJOR HAMLET.

IT'S NOT LIKE WE
COULD SUBPOENA GOD

TO GIVE US A STATEMENT
ANYWAY, IS IT?

"DID YOU ORDER COMMANDER
RICE NOT TO FIRE?"

HARM?

REMEMBER, GOD,
YOU'RE UNDER OATH.

HARM!

THANK YOU.

[SIGHS]

I THINK IT'S TIME
WESOUGHT THE ADVICE

OF A HIGHER POWER.

WHAT, THE ADMIRAL?

HIGHER.

I KNEW A MAN
WHO MADE PORNOGRAPHIC FILMS

UNTIL ONE DAY, GOD TOLD HIM
THAT IT WAS TIME TO STOP.

HE'S DOING MISSIONARY WORK
IN NEW GUINEA NOW.

YOU KNEW THIS MAN

BEFORE OR AFTER GOD SPOKE
TO HIM, PADRE?

RABB:
SO, IN YOUR OPINION

THE... HAND OF
GOD CAN JUST...

REACH OUT AND
TOUCH SOMEBODY?

CHAPLAIN:
MOST DEFINITELY.

YOU DON'T THINK
THAT WHEN I WAS A KID

PLAYING WAR IN MY BACKYARD
WITH MY BUDDIES

I STOOD UP AND SAID,
"I WANT TO BE THE CHAPLAIN."

IT DOESN'T
WORK THAT WAY.

MOST CLERGYMEN
AND WOMEN

THAT I KNOW EXPERIENCE
SOME SORT OF CALLING.

WELL, WE'RE NOT TALKING
ABOUT A CALLING.

COMMANDER RICE
IS CONVINCED

HE HEARD SOMETHING
TELL HIM NOT TO SHOOT.

WHY IS THAT SO HARD
TO BELIEVE, COMMANDER?

IT'S MY JOB...

AND I WOULD HATE TO BELIEVE

THAT COMMANDER RICE IS
USING THE VOICE OF GOD

AS AN EXCUSE
TO NOT PERFORM HIS DUTY.

COMMANDER RICE
IS NOT LIKE THAT.

WITH ALL DUE RESPECT,
HOW WOULD YOU KNOW?

TILL THE OTHER DAY,
COMMANDER RICE

DIDN'T EVEN KNOW
WHERE THE CHAPEL WAS.

THAT'S RIGHT...

BUT I'VE BEEN PLAYING CARDS
WITH THIS MAN

SINCE THE BEGINNING
OF THE CRUISE

AND IT'S BEEN MY EXPERIENCE
THAT YOU CAN LEARN

AS MUCH ABOUT A MAN
IN A POKER GAME

AS YOU CAN IN A CONFESSIONAL.

SO, IF COMMANDER RICE SAID

THAT HE HEARD A VOICE
TELLING HIM

NOT TO SHOOT DOWN THAT
ENEMY, I BELIEVE HIM.

NOW, WHETHER THAT WAS THE VOICE
OF GOD...

THAT'S BETWEEN COMMANDER RICE
AND THE MAN UPSTAIRS.

UNLESS THE MAN UPSTAIRS
IS A WOMAN, PADRE.

AMEN TO THAT, MAJOR.

[SIGHS]

I ALWAYS WANTED MYNAME
ON A PLANE.

ME, TOO.

I THINK YOU SHOULD
RECONSIDER YOUR
RESIGNATION, COMMANDER.

I HAVE...

A THOUSAND TIMES.

BELIEVE ME, IT'S
THE HARDEST DECISION

I'VE EVER MADE
IN MY ENTIRE LIFE.

IT WAS NOT
A RASH DECISION.

OH, I DIDN'T MEAN TO IMPLY
THAT IT WAS.

WHY'D YOU STOP
FLYING, RABB?

NIGHT BLINDNESS.

YOU EVER WONDER
WHY THAT HAPPENED?

I DON'T THINK IT HAPPENED
FOR A REASON.

I THINK
IT JUST HAPPENED.

WELL, WHAT IF IT
HAPPENED FOR A REASON

THAT WAS BEYOND
YOUR UNDERSTANDING?

I MEAN, YOU'VE HELPED
A LOT OF PEOPLE

AS A LAWYER, RIGHT?

I'D LIKE
TO THINK SO, YEAH.

WELL, THEN,
PERHAPS THAT'S

WHAT YOU WERE
SUPPOSED TO DO.

I MEAN, MAYBE YOU
GOT NIGHT BLINDNESS

AND BECAME A LAWYER
SO YOU COULD...

WELL, TO HELP
PEOPLE LIKE ME.

I MEAN, WHAT IF
THERE'S A GRAND SCHEME

THAT WE'RE ONLY
OCCASIONALLY

PRIVY TO NOW AND THEN

AND THIS IS GOD'S
WAY OF TELLING US

HE'S GOT OTHER PLANS
FOR OUR LIVES?

THAT SCARES YOU?

OH, HELL, YEAH.

YEAH.

I LIVE IN A WORLD GOVERNED
BY THE LAWS OF PHYSICS.

OKAY, G-FORCE

CENTRIPETAL
ACCELERATION

BERNOULLI'S PRINCIPLE--

THESE ARE MY
TEN COMMANDMENTS.

THERE'S NO ROOM
FOR GOD OR ANGELS

OR ANYTHING LIKE THAT.

I THINK THERE'S
A LOT OF PEOPLE OUT HERE

WHO WOULD DISAGREE WITH YOU.

WHY ISN'T THIS
HAPPENING TO THEM?

I DON'T TALK TO GOD.

WHY IS GOD TALKING TO ME?

I DON'T WANT
TO STOP FLYING--

IT'S WHAT I LIVE FOR--

BUT I DON'T EVER WANT
TO HEAR THAT VOICE AGAIN.

MAN:
HOW CAN I HELP YOU, COMMANDER?

I'D LIKE TO GET KARMA
BACK IN THE AIR, SIR.

WHY ON EARTH WOULD
YOU WANT TO DO THAT?

HE'S ALREADY TENDERED
HIS RESIGNATION.

WELL, SIR,
I BELIEVE HIS RESIGNATION

WAS TENDERED PREMATURELY.

SINCE WHEN DO YOU SPEAK
FOR COMMANDER RICE?

I DON'T, SIR...

KARMA IS DAMN GOOD--
HE'S ONE OF THE BEST--

AND I HATE LOSING PILOTS

WHATEVER THE REASON

BUT WHEN A DRIVER
DECIDES TO QUIT

THERE'S NOTHING YOU OR I
CAN DO ABOUT IT, COMMANDER.

THE LAST THING I WANT
IS SOMEBODY UP THERE

WHO'S NOT TOTALLY COMMITTED
TO WHAT HE'S DOING.

I HAD A PILOT
ONCE WHO SWORE

ANN-MARGRET USED TO
DANCE ON HIS WINGS.

WHAT DID YOU DO, SIR?

NOTHING.

I DON'T CARE IF HE SEES
A CHORUS LINE OF ROCKETTES

AS LONG AS HE
GETS THE JOB DONE.

CAG...

I THINK THE COMMANDER
IS SCARED, SIR.

HELL, COMMANDER,
WE ALL GET SCARED.

FEAR HELPS A PILOT FOCUS
ON THE IMPORTANT THINGS--

THE THINGS
THAT CAN KILL YOU.

YES, SIR, THAT'S TRUE,
BUT AT THE MOMENT

MY FINDINGS
ARE INCONCLUSIVE.

I'D LIKE HIM TO FLY
A SIMILAR MISSION.

THIS WOULDN'T BE A PLOY

TO GET YOURSELF
UP IN ONE OF MY PLANES

WOULD IT, COMMANDER?

NO, SIR.

HOWEVER, IT WOULD
BE ADVANTAGEOUS

FOR ME TO BE IN THE AIR
AT THE SAME TIME, CAG.

UH-HUH.

OKAY, RABB,
YOU GOT ONE HOUR IN THE AIR...

BUT I WANT SLIDER
IN YOUR BACKSEAT.

THE LAST THING
I WANT RIGHT NOW

IS TO LOSE ANOTHER PLANE.

YOU WON'T REGRET THIS, SIR.

THANK YOU.

YOU'D BETTER HOPE NOT.

I'M SORRY.

AM I INTERRUPTING?

UH, NO.
NOT AT ALL, COMMANDER.

I WAS... JUST GOING
TO THE WARDROOM.

YOU KNOW
WHERE TO FIND ME?

THANK YOU.

OKAY.

I SPOKE TO THE CAG.

HE, UH, HE'S AGREED TO LET
US REFLY YOUR LAST MISSION.

WHY WOULD I WANT
TO DO THAT?

YOU TOLD ME YOU LIVED
TO FLY, COMMANDER.

I'M GIVING YOU
THE OPPORTUNITY
TO GET THAT BACK.

MAYBE I DON'T WANT IT BACK.

AND I DON'T BELIEVE
THAT FOR A MINUTE.

I'M A PILOT,
REMEMBER, COMMANDER?

I KNOW WHAT IT
MEANS TO FLY.

I HAVE YET
TO MEET A DRIVER

WHO WOULD TRADE THAT FEELING
FOR ANYTHING ON THIS EARTH.

WHAT ABOUT THINGS
NOT OF THIS EARTH?

THERE'S A LOGICAL
EXPLANATION

FOR WHAT HAPPENED
UP THERE.

AND IF THERE ISN'T?

HOW'D YOU GET YOUR CALL
SIGN, "KARMA," ANYWAY?

I SURVIVED A COUPLE
OF REAL CLOSE CALLS

AS A YOUNG PILOT,
AND THEY USED TO SAY

THE ONLY THING
THAT SAVED ME WAS GOOD KARMA.

MAYBE THEY WERE RIGHT.

LOOK AT IT THIS WAY--

FLYING A TOMCAT
IS PROBABLY ONE

OF THE MOST DANGEROUS
JOBS ON THIS EARTH.

WHO NEEDS A
HIGHER POWER MORE

THAN THE MEN
WHO DRIVE THEM?

HELL, IT MAY
BE THE REASON

YOU'RE HERE TALKING
TO ME RIGHT NOW.

AND IF THAT VOICE
YOU HEARD WAS GOD

HE TOLD YOU NOT TO FIRE.

HE DIDN'T TELL
YOU NOT TO FLY.

NOW, YOU MUST BE SOMETHING ELSE
IN A COURTROOM.

[CHUCKLES]

I HOLD MY OWN.

[BOTH CHUCKLING]

MACKENZIE:
HARM!

MAKE SURE
YOU'RE HOME

BEFORE THE
STREETLIGHTS
COME ON.

OH, I'LL DO
MY BEST, MOM.

ARE YOU READY, RABB?

ALWAYS, RICE.

YOU?

LET'S DO IT.

AJAX, THIS IS
WAVERUNNER 2-0-4.

PLEASE SAY AGAIN.

AJAX, I DID NOT HEAR
THAT LAST TRANSMISSION.

PLEASE, REPEAT.

RABB:
KARMA, WHO ARE YOU TALKING TO?

I DON'T KNOW. I'M GETTING
A GARBLED SIGNAL FROM THE AWACS.

BEAR:
KARMA, I DON'T HEAR ANYTHING.

RABB:
WAVERUNNER 2-0-4, THIS IS 2-0-9.

YOU'RE DRIFTING OFF COURSE.

ACCORDING TO OUR FLIGHT PLAN

WE SHOULD BE COMING
TO A HEADING OF 1-5-8.

KARMA:
FORGET THE FLIGHT PLAN, RABB.

WE GOT CONTACTS.

SLIDER:
WHAT'S HE TALKING ABOUT?

RABB:
WAVERUNNER 2-0-4,
THIS IS WAVERUNNER 2-0-9.

WE HAVE NOTHING
ON OUR RADAR. BREAK.

KARMA:
THEY'RE USING A CLOAKING DEVICE.

RABB:
SAY AGAIN?

I GOT THREE COMING
IN FAST, 12:00 HIGH.

THEY'RE KLINGONS.

KLINGONS?

WE'VE BEEN PICKING UP
SOME STRANGE RADIO TRANSMISSIONS

AND THEY'RE WAY
OFF COURSE, SIR.

THEY'RE ON
BUTTON TWO.

THIS IS PANTHER STRIKE
CALLING WAVERUNNER 2-0-4.

YOU BOYS LOST

UP THERE?

BETTER STRIP YOUR MASK.

[GASPING]

WAVERUNNER 2-0-4

ACKNOWLEDGE.

RABB:
PANTHER STRIKE, THIS IS

WAVERUNNER 2-0-9.

2-0-4 IS
IN TROUBLE.

CAN YOU GET A VISUAL?

AFFIRMATIVE.

WE'VE HEADING IN
FOR A CLOSER LOOK.

KARMA, BEAR, CAN YOU HEAR ME?

CAN YOU HEAR ME?

CAN YOU HEAR ME?

SLIDER:
KARMA? BEAR? ACKNOWLEDGE.

THEY CAN'T HEAR YOU.

THEIR MASKS ARE OFF.

LOOKS LIKE
THEY'RE UNCONSCIOUS.

SLIDER:
WHY WOULD THEY BOTH
TAKE THEIR MASKS OFF?

RABB: MUST HAVE HAD
A BAD BATCH OF OXYGEN.

CONTAMINATED O2 EXPLAINS
THE VOICE KARMA THOUGHT HE HEARD

TELLING HIM NOT TO SHOOT.

MUST HAVE BEEN CAUSED
BY OXYGEN DEPRIVATION.

ONE OF THE SYMPTOMS OF ANOXIA
IS HALLUCINATIONS.

SLIDER: DOES THIS MEAN
OUR O2 IS BAD AS WELL?

RABB: I DON'T THINK SO

BUT IF YOU SEE ANN-MARGRET
DANCING ON THE WING

START SCREAMING.

SLIDER: WHAT?

RABB: PANTHER STRIKE,
THIS IS WAVERUNNER 2-0-9.

KARMA AND BEAR
HAVE TAKEN THEIR MASKS OFF.

SUSPECT BAD OXYGEN.

I REPEAT, O2 SYSTEM
HAS MALFUNCTIONED.

THIS IS THE CAG.

SUSPEND ALL FLIGHT OPERATIONS

UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE.

WE MIGHT HAVE

A CONTAMINATED
OXYGEN PLANT.

GET DOC SANDERS UP HERE ASAP.

WARD:
I WANT SOMEBODY
DOWN THERE

INSPECTING THAT
EQUIPMENT YESTERDAY.

SIR, WHAT IF HARM'S
OXYGEN WAS CONTAMINATED?

DON'T WORRY, MAJOR.

IF THE COMMANDER'S
OXYGEN IS BAD

HE CAN FLY
BELOW 10,000 FEET.

WELL, WHAT ABOUT
KARMA AND BEAR, SIR?

COME ON, KARMA, WAKE UP.

BEAR! LISTEN TO ME, BEAR!

HOW ARE YOU FEELING, RABB?

I'M FINE, SIR.

SLIDER?

YEAH, I'M GOOD, CAG,
BUT KARMA AND BEAR

STILL AREN'T RESPONDING.
KEEP TRYING.

SKIPPER:
BETTER TAKE A LOOK
AT THIS, CAG.

WHAT'S WRONG, SIR?

THEIR CURRENT COURSE
WILL PUT THEM

IN IRAQI AIRSPACE
IN ABOUT 20 MINUTES.

HOW LONG CAN THEY

FLY THIS COURSE
BEFORE THEY RUN INTO RESISTANCE?

IF WE SPOOKED THEM
THE OTHER DAY

THEY MAY LEAVE US ALONE,
BUT IF WE TICKED THEM OFF

THEY MAY BE LOOKING
FOR ANOTHER DOGFIGHT.

WE HAVE NOTHING
ON RADAR.

JUST LIKE
THE OTHER DAY.

RABB:
CAG, WE GOT TROUBLE.

BEAR'S STARTING
TO GO INTO CONVULSIONS.

SANDERS:
HE'S EXPERIENCING
THE SECONDARY STAGES

OF SEVERE ANOXIA.

THEIR BRAINS ARE BEING STARVED
FOR OXYGEN.

EVERYONE REACTS DIFFERENTLY

BUT USUALLY THE
HALLUCINATIONS
COME FIRST

THEN LACK OF
CONSCIOUSNESS

CONVULSIONS AND
EVENTUALLY DEATH.

WHAT'S YOUR
FUEL STATE, RABB?

1,100 POUNDS, SIR.

IN 20 MINUTES, KARMA'S
PLANE RUNS OUT OF FUEL

AND STARTS
A DESCENT.

ONCE HE DROPS
BELOW 10,000 FEET

THEY SHOULD REGAIN
CONSCIOUSNESS

WHICH MAY GIVE
THEM ENOUGH TIME
TO PUNCH OUT.

IF THE IRAQIS
DON'T SHOOT THEM DOWN FIRST.

RABB CAN'T RUN
INTERFERENCE.

ISN'T THERE A WAY
TO DISENGAGE THE AUTOPILOT?

THERE'S A
THOUGHT, MAJOR.

WHY DON'T WE
JUST EJECT THEM?

BUT UNTIL THEY
START MAKING

F-14S WITH REMOTE
CONTROLS, WE'RE S.O.L.

MAJOR, PERHAPS
IT WOULD BE

MORE USEFUL
IF YOU FOLLOWED UP

ON THE CONTAMINATED OXYGEN.

AYE, SIR.

DAMN JAGS.

SHE'S ONLY TRYING
TO BE HELPFUL, CAG.

I KNOW.
THAT'S JUST IT.

SHE MAY BE
ONTO SOMETHING.

MACKENZIE:
HOW COULD THE OXYGEN SUPPLY

BECOME CONTAMINATED?

THE CARRIER'S O2 PLANT

COMPRESSES AMBIENT AIR
INTO LIQUID OXYGEN.

IT'S TESTED
DAILY, BECAUSE

IF AN O-RING IN THE
COMPRESSOR RUPTURES

THE OXYGEN WILL BECOME
CONTAMINATED WITH OIL.

HERE'S YOUR
CULPRIT, MAJOR.

A $40 MILLION
AIRCRAFT COMPROMISED

BY A 50-CENT O-RING.

MAJOR MACKENZIE?

SIR, WE FOUND
THE PROBLEM.

IT'S A FAULTY O-RING
IN THE COMPRESSOR.

HAVE IT REPLACED, MOSES.

NOW, ABOUT YOUR IDEA

TO DISENGAGE THE AUTOPILOT...

I WAS OUT OF LINE.
I APOLOGIZE.

THAT'S BESIDE
THE POINT.

MEET ME IN THE READY ROOM.

HAVE COMMUNICATION PUT A CALL
THROUGH TO GRUMMAN/NORTHROP.

I NEED YOU TO GET
AN ENGINEER ON THE HORN

WHO KNOWS THIS PLANE INSIDE OUT.

ME, SIR?

IT WAS YOUR IDEA, MAJOR.

NOW FIND A WAY

TO MAKE IT WORK.

AYE, AYE, SIR.

MACKENZIE:
SIR, I'VE GOT EDMUND CARTER
ON THE LINE.

HE'S A PROGRAMMER FOR
THE F-14 FLIGHT SYSTEM.

PUT HIM ON THE SPEAKER.

MR. CARTER, YOU'RE ON
WITH CAPTAIN WARD.

CAPTAIN?
THIS IS THE DEAL, CARTER .

I'VE GOT A TOMCAT STUCK
IN AUTOMATIC PILOT

WITH AN UNCONSCIOUS
PILOT AND RIO HEADED

INTO HOSTILE TERRITORY.

HOW DO WE DISENGAGE?

CARTER:
THE AUTOPILOT USES
THE COMPUTER NAVIGATION SYSTEM

TO MAKE HUNDREDS
OF COURSE CORRECTIONS A SECOND

BASED UPON THE INFORMATION
IT RECEIVES FROM SENSORS LOCATED

THROUGHOUT THE PLANE.

SO IF THOSE SENSORS DETECT
A SIGNIFICANT CHANGE

THE AUTOPILOT WILL DISENGAGE.

WHAT KIND OF CHANGES
ARE WE TALKING ABOUT?

WELL, AIRSPEED, FOR ONE.

WELL, WE CAN'T SLOW THEM DOWN.

THERE ARE WING-LEVEL SENSORS
WHICH WILL DISENGAGE

IF THEY SENSE A CHANGE
IN AN ANGLE OVER 45 DEGREES.

SO IF WE CAN GET
THE PLANE'S WINGS

UP OVER A 45-DEGREE ANGLE,
THE AUTOPILOT WILL DISENGAGE.

THANK YOU, MR. CARTER.

THEN THE PLANE

WILL GO
INTO A GRAVEYARD SPIRAL.

THAT DOESN'T SOUND GOOD.

IT'S ALL WE GOT.

IF WE CAN GET THEM
DOWN BELOW 10,000 FEET

THEY SHOULD REGAIN CONSCIOUSNESS

AND HAVE ENOUGH TIME
TO PULL UP OR PUNCH OUT.

HOW CAN YOU GET
THE WINGS PAST 45 DEGREES?

BERNOULLI'S PRINCIPLE.

COMMANDER RABB
CAN LIFT KARMA'S WING UP

WITH HIS OWN WING.

THEY DON'T EVEN HAVE TO TOUCH.

THE CHANGE IN AIR PRESSURE
CAUSED BY RABB'S WING

WILL LIFT KARMA'S WING UP.

ONCE THE COMPUTER SENSES
THEY'RE OVER 45 DEGREES

THE AUTOPILOT WILL DISENGAGE.

WHAT IF THE WINGS DO TOUCH?

THEN EVERYBODY
HAS A BAD DAY.

WE ONLY HAVE ONE PROBLEM.

WHAT'S THAT?

RABB.

THE COMMANDER'S
A GOOD PILOT.

THAT'S THE PROBLEM, MAJOR.

YOU'VE GOT TO BE
A HELL OF A LOT BETTER THAN GOOD

TO PULL THIS THING OFF.

RABB:
YOU WANT ME TO WHAT?

WARD:
IN ORDER TO DISENGAGE
THE AUTOPILOT

YOU NEED TO TIP THEIR WING
UP PAST 45 DEGREES.

WHOSE BRILLIANT IDEA IS THIS?

ACTUALLY, IT BEGAN
WITH A SUGGESTION

FROM MAJOR
MACKENZIE.

I MIGHT HAVE KNOWN.

THE ENGINEERS
HAVE CONFIRMED IT.

IT WORKS ON PAPER.

UNFORTUNATELY I'M NOT FLYING
A PAPER AIRPLANE, CAG.

THE AUTOPILOT
WILL BE FIGHTING ME

ALL THE WAY.

WE HAVE NO ALTERNATIVE.

IF IT DOESN'T WORK, YOU HAVE
TO TURN AROUND AND COME HOME.

ALL RIGHT, I'LL GIVE IT A TRY.

SLIDER:
YOU'RE DOING GOOD, RABB.

EASY DOES IT.

HOW'S MY AIRSPEED?

SLIDER:
WE'RE MATCHING THEM
AT 453 KNOTS.

ALL RIGHT, I'M IN POSITION.

WARD:
WELL, WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?

LIFT HIS WING AND LET'S

GET THIS
OVER WITH.

AYE, AYE, SIR.

HERE GOES NOTHING.

RABB:
EASY, GIRL.

EASY.

WHAT'S GOING ON, COMMANDER?

RABB?

WITH ALL DUE RESPECT, SIR,
I'M A LITTLE BUSY

RIGHT NOW.

I'LL LET YOU KNOW
WHEN IT'S OVER.

FLYING LAWYERS.

SLIDER:
WE'RE APPROACHING 45 DEGREES.

JUST A LITTLE FURTHER.

WE'RE PAST 45 DEGREES.

COME ON.

IT WORKED.

KARMA'S GONE INTO A DIVE.

RABB:
I'M GOING AFTER HIM.

COME ON, KARMA, WAKE UP!

WE'RE PASSING THROUGH ANGELS 20.

BEAR! WAKE UP, BEAR!

KARMA!

ANGELS 15.

WE'VE GOT ABOUT EIGHT SECONDS.

ANGELS TEN. WE GOT TO PULL OUT.

KARMA!

RABB:
PULL UP! PULL UP!

SLIDER:
HE'S CLIMBING!

HE'S CLIMBING!

SLIDER:
KARMA? KARMA?

YEAH?

YOU OKAY, KARMA?

I THINK MY HEAD'S
GOING TO EXPLODE.

WHAT HAPPENED?

YOU HAD
A BAD BATCH OF OXYGEN.

YOU BLACKED OUT.

WE MANAGED TO DISENGAGE
THE AUTOPILOT.

HOW'D YOU DO THAT?

IT'S A LONG STORY.

LET'S GO HOME.

[SIGHS]

WARD:
COMMANDER RABB,
THAT WAS SOME

PRETTY DAMN IMPRESSIVE
FLYING FOR A LAWYER.

THANKS, CAG.

WHERE'S BEAR?

HE'S GONE
TO SICKBAY.

I'M HEADED
OVER THERE.

YOU WERE RIGHT.

IT WAS BAD OXYGEN
FROM A RUPTURED O-RING.

FORTUNATELY, COMMANDER RABB
AND SLIDER'S OXYGEN

WAS FILLED BEFORE IT HAPPENED.

WHAT ABOUT THE FIRST TIME?

WHY WAS I THE ONLY ONE
AFFECTED IF GOGO AND I

WERE BREATHING OFF
THE SAME BOTTLE?

THE OXYGEN YOU WERE BREATHING

THE NIGHT OF THE INCIDENT
WAS CLEAN.

THEN I WASN'T HALLUCINATING
WHEN I HEARD THE VOICE?

NOT FROM ANOXIA.

BUT IF IT WAS GOD,
I STILL DON'T UNDERSTAND

WHY HE TOLD ME NOT TO FIRE.

I GUESS IT JUST WASN'T
YOUR ENEMY'S DAY TO DIE.

JUST LIKE TODAY
WASN'T YOURS.

THANK YOU.

[CLOSING THEME MUSIC PLAYING]