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Coming in tomorrow?

No, too much to do.

See you at the wedding then. No, actually, see me at the rehearsal dinner

Mac, we talked about this. Come on.

I told you I wasn't coming.

No, we never talked about it, and why can't you come?

I got so many six -month calls.

You're going out to a carrier?

Yeah, in the morning.

Renee will be at the dinner.

You didn't tell me this, Harm.

I cleared it with the Admiral.

I'll be at the ceremony.

Come on, Mac. It's not my schedule. It's the Navy's. What if the Navy changes

its schedule and you don't make it to the ceremony?

You let me worry about that. Well, why do either one of us have to worry about

it? Why does this even have to come up?

Couldn't you just do your qual some of the time?

Six months from now.

Harm, you fly maximum two, three times a year. And for that, you risk missing my

wedding? I didn't consider it a risk.

Now, the truth is that you didn't consider it important.

Hey, slow down, Mac.

First off, this was arranged long before you even set a date. And secondly,

frankly, if you need me at your wedding to make it work, maybe you should

reconsider your marrying.

Hey, Mac.

Have fun.

Aren't you going to wish me luck?

Looks like you're stuck with me again, Uskates. I'm sure I'll live through it,

sir.

Captain Ingalls wants to see you first thing.

He knows I'm going to fly and not subpoena the ship's records, right?

He's over that, sir. He doesn't talk about it. At least not more than twice a

day. What time does Chloe

arrive? T -55.

Does she approve of us? She doesn't have a vote. I mean, last time we met. Yeah,

well, we weren't dating then, and she was fixated on harm, but that's all

different now.

No, no, I ain't gonna get cracking. Okay.

We have to call the restaurant and cancel one of the meals for tonight.

Who's not coming?

Harm. He's doing his qual.

No worries.

What? You know, it took me by surprise.

No drama.

I'll take care of it.

See ya.

It's not exactly the kind of behavior you expect from your best friend.

Thought I was your best friend.

Right?

last of the F -53.

Commander Rav, report his orders.

Welcome aboard, Commander. At ease.

Well, I believe, uh, last time our paths crossed, your words to me were I'd be

proud to serve under your command again.

That's what I said, sir.

Well, it's only for a day and a night.

We'll see how it goes.

Commander Harmon Rav, Commander Stacey Loughness, the Airline LFO.

Commander?

You're Jag?

Most of the time.

How many strings you pull to get back in this fleet?

I earned my way, Commander.

I have training squadrons to qualify, Commander. What I don't need is a

Washington weenie wasting my time.

Will that be all, Captain?

You won't catch a break here, Rad.

Captain, for what it's worth, I've flown with Commander Rad.

He's a good stick and he's paid his dues. He doesn't need a break, sir.

Just a fair shot.

Well, thank you, Lieutenant. I'm sure Commander Lopness will keep that in

Commander?

What do you think, Lieutenant?

They're wedding bands, sir.

Well, not to me.

They're my future.

You still look at yours?

Oh, yeah, sure.

Do you remember the moment you said, I do?

I do.

What were you feeling?

Nausea.

But that was because I had just eaten this half -defrosted pizza bagel thing

right before I left the house and... Garden with your life.

Yes, sir.

I have to admit I've been a bit nervous, bud.

Why?

Because I've got everything I've always wanted and now I've got no excuses.

Well, you won't need any, Mick.

If I should falter during the ceremony... Just do what you did at your

party. What was that?

You ripped off your shirt and you started singing the Australian national

to the waitress.

Was it effective?

Yeah, we got free plate appetizers.

What if I just look your way?

I'll start singing.

Excuse me.

Your rings.

Since when does

the skipper rely on you for character references?

He cleared me of my landing mishap.

After that, he dropped his attitude.

Ah, so there's hope for me yet, then.

Hey, how's the colonel?

She's getting married.

Good for her. When?

Tomorrow?

Afternoon?

Uh, morning.

The day I was trying on my wedding dress, I had matricide, not matrimony on

mind. It wasn't bad enough that my mother wanted me to change to the dress

the cleavage porthole, but the insults toward poor Bud were unbearable.

What?

You look so beautiful.

Harriet, even for the wedding.

I'm so happy for you.

Aren't you happy for you?

Yeah, of course.

Just that you've been a little quiet lately.

Let me ask you something.

Okay.

Harm is out doing your carrier qualification.

That sounds like harm.

I'm going to miss the rehearsal dinner. I'm probably going to be close on the

wedding. And that's upset you.

Am I being unreasonable?

No harm in flying.

Everything else takes second place.

I think the only thing you can do is try not to take it personally and just wish

them the best of luck.

I'll give you two out of eight day landings on the manual ball to see how

handle the pitching deck.

There's a weather warning later this afternoon for overcast skies and

showers.

Ceiling at 1 ,500 feet and visibility 3 miles.

Lowers in rain showers to 800 and 3 quarters.

Possible swells and deck motion up to 15 feet.

Sir, what are the deck motion limitations?

Limitations? My ass. You nuggets are now in the fleet.

We play country hardball here.

Commander Rapp, perhaps you recall why we fly in these conditions.

Because in combat you don't get to choose the weather you fly in,

The lawyer is correct.

You fly the weather God gave you.

Now, you training squadron LSOs, I don't want any Santa Clauses. Grade hard.

Yes, sir. And I expect you back feeders not to let your pilots screw up.

Water's cold out there.

Hup!

Hup down.

2 -4 -1 -A -B, pilot grab.

Roger, 2 -4 -1.

F -14 in the groove, give me at your first time. Roger that, boss.

Roger, this paddle's up in this frequency.

Roger, paddle, loud and clear.

Automatic throttle's carrying at three, not too fast. Switching to manual.

Roger.

I've got the ball.

Paddle, 2 -4 -1, ball.

2 .5 manual.

Roger, manual.

27 knots down the angle.

You're starting to accelerate.

Your rate of descent looks good.

Keep it coming.

Keep it coming.

You're high, 241.

On the ball, 241.

On the ball.

Three wires foul.

241, foul deck. Wave off.

Wave off. Too late.

241, waving off. Easy on the rotation.

Good save, Commander.

241, make this next trap your final.

Stay again for 241.

I'm taking you out of the air.

Wait a minute!

What the hell did you think you were doing up there, Raph?

I just prevented an in -flight engagement, Paddle.

We don't give merit badges here, Rav. The point is you were high prior to the

landing. Commander Rav was making the correction when you waved us off, sir.

was slow to react, Lieutenant.

When I say fly the ball, fly the damn ball. I was trying to be smooth,

Commander. Are you doubting my judgment? Look, I may not have been correcting as

fast as you wanted, but I'm not about to be talking and making a rookie mistake

and dump the nose. He was easing the nose down, sir. You taught us better to

high than hit the ramp.

You can go back up, Rav.

But your next four tracks better be in the spaghetti or I'm sending you back to

the beach.

Wow, this is a serious church.

Mixed idea.

He thought it had grandeur.

Where is he?

Right here.

Hi.

Chloe, the goddess of love.

Perfect name for the occasion.

Actually, that's Aphrodite.

Chloe is the goddess of new growth.

That works, too.

Aphrodite wore a magic girdle and fooled around.

Is that right?

By today's standards, she's a slut. Can we move on?

It's nice to see you again.

I've been looking forward to this.

Do I have to call you mate?

No.

Is there a bathroom in here?

I'll take you. I'll be right back.

Relax.

I hoped I'd like it this time. You will.

Hey, guys.

Good to see you, Padre.

Mick. Is Admiral here yet?

Inbound, Charlie.

Got a miracle for you.

Water into wine, Admiral? I caught every green light on Massachusetts Avenue.

So, were you in the zone today or just trying to prove something?

Oh, hey, I'm a Washington weenie. What do I have to prove?

We still have our night traps.

Are you worried?

No.

I'm having fun.

Gonna miss it.

Miss it?

Met a guy.

Serious? It's marriage serious.

So I'm told.

He's a public affairs officer.

Yeah, whose idea was it for you to give a flight?

Come on, you know what the life is like, Harm. Six -month deployment, workups.

It's a big decision, Skate, to hope you didn't act too quickly.

You left.

Hey, pardon me, Phil lives here on a carrier.

Is that why you're missing your best friend's wedding?

I won't be there.

Come fly with me, come fly, let's fly away.

If you can use some exotic booze, there's a bar in far Bombay.

Come fly with me, come fly, let's fly away.

Come fly with me, let's take off to Peru.

In Llama Land there's a one -man band and he'll toot his flute for you.

Fly with me, let's take off in the blue.

I'll get you up there where the air is rare.

We'll just glide starry -eyed.

I'll get you up there.

I'll be holding you so near.

You may hear angels cheer because we're together.

Weather -wise, it's such a lovely day.

You just say the words and we'll beat the bird down to us.

Kaputlo Bay.

Perfect for a flying honeymoon, they say.

Come fly with me. Back up, let's fly away.

I told him you should congratulate him for motivating you.

Anyway, you're home free.

Just in time, T. The storm's picking up.

Gator's looking for some clear weather, and we're shutting down flight ops until

we get it.

Skipper, I need to get to Andrews ASAP.

What is it that can't wait?

Colonel McKenzie's wedding.

It's at 1100 tomorrow.

Are you the best man?

No. Then what's the problem?

I need to be there.

I'll talk to the CAG. If Gator can find better weather, I'll make sure you're

their first plane out. Thank you, sir.

Gates is out for weekend liberty.

His fiancée works for the Pentagon.

Why don't you take her with you? Will do.

All right.

Oh,

man.

Looking forward to your toast tonight, Lieutenant.

That's at the reception.

It should be just a few health and happiness lines. But tonight, we're

friends. Anyone from the heart.

You got it.

You are ready, aren't you?

Of course I'm ready.

I'll see you there.

Take care.

I'm not ready.

What? I don't have it.

The toast, I was going to work on it tonight.

It'll be fine.

Harriet, you don't understand. I don't even know what it's about.

What's an appropriate theme?

Love and marriage. You're not helping me here.

Did you leave the lights on?

Mick! Hey!

We have clearing to the east. There's a thunderhead approaching from the north,

but I'm not worried. We can outrun it in a twin -engine prop.

Thanks again for the favor, Skipper. I don't do favors, Commander.

Well, sir, if there's anything I can do for you.

Like the wedding cake?

Well, we'll be on the cot first thing Sunday morning, sir. I'll be expecting.

Skipper, I know we've had our differences.

Is this where we bond, Commander?

No, sir, this is where we say goodbye.

Goodbye.

Thank you, sir.

Catch you Monday, Lieutenant.

And we'll see you in six months.

Looks like we caught a break, Commander.

Yeah, let's get out of here before the air boss changes his mind, huh?

I'm with you.

Nick? Oh, please.

We met on a firing range. Thank you for agreeing to pretend to serve me.

Thank you, sir.

That's ginger ale.

Yes, it is.

Can I have champagne?

No.

I just want to see what it tastes like. Catch me in eight years.

Chloe,

you dropped your neck in.

One sip.

Navy Jet 241, I'm starting to lose you.

Suggesting shift to Washington Center.

Roger. Thanks for the help, City Desk. Have a good trip.

We've got a low -level oxygen light, Commander.

We're going to have to take it down to 10 ,000.

Roger that.

Any free thoughts?

You can have them for free, Admiral.

Last time I did this, I was 18.

I'm dropped, yeah.

Last time I did, I was 24 and sober. Same results.

Learn from your mistakes and move on, all right?

Sir, you've never remarried.

Oh, I'm talking about you. Good Lord, don't use me as a barometer for

So, long term, what are your plans?

Um, well, just to get through the week.

Have you discussed family?

Yeah, we both want one. Just when and where is the question.

Don't worry. Are you thinking of Australia?

Yeah, for our honeymoon.

You don't think it should be permanent, do you?

Oh, whatever's best.

I don't plan to be a jag forever.

You haven't thought about that much, have you?

Every day.

I just never get past the question.

What did he say? Enter Navy 241 on 221 .0. How do you read?

Navy 241, Washington Center, loud and clear. Same position and altitude.

Navy 241, approximately 210 miles southeast of center at 10 ,000. Be

IFF and TACAN are intermittent.

INS is in off. We intend to land at Andrews. Roger, Navy 241. Squawk 3 -2.

Navy 241 squawking. 3, 2, 1, 4, and ident.

No enjoy yet, Navy 241. Stay heading. Advise when 150 DME from Andrews.

Roger. Heading 330.

We'll remain on this frequency.

Harm, we've got a storm cell ahead at 15 miles.

Washington Center, Navy 241 requesting deviation west for weather.

Navy 241.

Roger. Come left 30.

Coming left 30 degrees.

We've got another at 20 miles. In one minute, you'll need to come back right

degrees. Roger that.

Skates, recalculate fuel upon arrival at destination.

4 ,000 pounds.

180 miles, no problem.

Keep me honest.

Looks like we're going to have to run the gauntlet.

Do you just do that?

Negative. What happened?

Don't know.

Positive to positive.

That's what I'm doing.

Oh, hey.

Uh, maybe not.

Uh, look, could you hurry? I'm giving a lecture across town.

Really? What subject?

Public speaking.

Do you know anything about toasts?

Please.

Okay, try it.

I've got a red light.

Light system filter.

Disengaging altitude hold.

It's bumpy out here, Harv. You sure you want to fly her on your own? No choice.

Okay, give me the most direct route to Andrews.

Looking at the mother of all storm cells, Mark.

Well, we can't hop it. We're low on oxygen.

We'll have to go around it before we can turn back to 331 and Andrews. How long?

Ground speed 500 knots.

Estimate 16 minutes on our present port.

Excuse me.

Renee.

Hi. Hi.

Can I take your coat?

Sure.

Um, well, we're just getting started.

Good.

Would you like some champagne?

Sure. Okay, great.

So have you talked to Harm?

No.

Have you talked to him?

No. Why would he call me?

Um,

I sat you next to Tyner. Oh, he's fun.

Yeah, he's also not here.

But you know everyone, so... I do.

So, are you ready for tomorrow?

Yeah, of course.

Not long now.

No, 13 hours and 27 minutes.

28.

Let's get that champagne. Yeah, lead on.

Lost PC1.

Turn off the roll kitchen yard stabilization system.

Get it back on a direct track to Andrews. Can't go straight through,

Change heading to 305. That way we'll start the cell.

Check with Washington Center. Washington Center, this is Navy 241.

We are experiencing serious flight control problems.

Roger, 241. Are you declaring an emergency?

Not at this time, Center.

Roger, 241. Negative radar contact.

State position and altitude.

Position unknown.

Approximately 120 nautical southeast of Andrews.

Altitude 10 ,000.

Closer, Washington Center.

What are your intentions, 241? To continue inbound to Andrews.

We'll see you when you get here.

I'll hold you to that. Out.

City Dep, this is 241.

We've lost PC -1 and are experiencing flight control system problems. Over.

Roger. What is your position?

At 10, our position is 3832.

241, do you copy?

241, do you copy?

Call the transponder again.

IFS signal, ma 'am.

They're off the scope.

Stinking.

Hey, you.

No, I'm looking for Bud and Harriet. They left the same time we did.

Did you call them? Not answering their cell phone.

Maybe they went home first.

No, just spoke to the babysitter.

Sarah didn't fall for you right away, did she?

No.

Did she even like you at first?

No, I don't think so.

Do you have that effect on everyone?

Probably.

So do I.

No, I don't believe that.

You're a beautiful, interesting young lady.

I am a precocious pain in the butt.

Mac asked for another girl to mentor, but they gave her me because they knew

wouldn't put up with my crap.

It's nice to know we have something in common.

Thanks for the encouragement.

You're welcome.

Hey, we're friends.

For as long as you love her.

Easiest deal I ever made.

Where are they? Half 250 miles, sir. We've lost radar contact and IFFC.

How'd this happen?

Storm move faster than forecast, sir.

Thank you, Commander. That'll be all.

Bye, sir.

Boss, this is the captain.

Assign air crews for search and rescue.

Prepare to launch a Seahawk and Viking on my signal.

Aye, sir.

Revit!

It's clicking!

Keep trying!

Again!

We've got nothing but...

around us. Losing VC2.

Gates is flying like a barrel of curse.

Recheck Oceana weather.

This is Oceana Metro reporting ceiling and visibility zero.

Field's closed. They're walks off.

Pax River is 50 miles closer than Andrews. Already checking.

This is Pax River Metro reporting ceiling and visibility zero.

Bridge Combat, we have an emergency signal 300 miles northwest heading 3 -4

Roger that, Commander. Keep me informed of any change in status.

Aye, aye, sir.

Come right to course 3 -4 -5. All engines ahead, two -thirds.

Right standard rudder, steady on course 3 -4 -5. All engines ahead, two -thirds.

Aye, sir.

Air Ops, notify FAA and the Coast Guard that we're commencing search and rescue

operations. And get the air box and paddles to meet me at CIC.

for your survival.

once again to give a toast in honor of our couple. So I've refilled your

with the good stuff. So let's please raise them in a salute to Mr. Grumby and

his soon -to -be wife, Sarah.

May I carry on, sir?

Sure.

Thank you.

I spent a lot of this year trying to figure out why things happen the way

do.

Well, I have no idea.

But I do know that four years ago, the Admiral

assigned me to accompany the then Major McKenzie and Lieutenant Commander Rabb

out to the Seahawk.

When I never told anybody, was that my brother was in town that weekend, and we

had to get to a concert.

But I could not find one person to take my spot on that carrier trip, and, well,

Mikey had to go to the concert by himself, and I had to go out to the

where I met Harriet.

Colonel, make yours like...

Any right union on this planet was a matter of destiny.

This is the last known position, Captain.

They're at 10 ,000 feet.

All right.

Describe an arc around here of 50 miles is where we'll start our search.

Boss, notify the Coast Guard, FAA, and Airlant. I'm the on -scene commander.

Aye, aye, sir.

I want you to spearhead this in a Viking.

Roger, boss.

Oh

You're here.

Cheers.

So beautiful, bud.

Inspiring.

That was nice, bud.

Yes, well done. And here's to tomorrow.

Cheers.

Would the Admiral like to add anything?

I'll just pass through to Captain Ingalls, a skipper aboard the carrier of

Patrick Hendrick. Commander Rabb and his Rio, Lieutenant Hawks, got in some

trouble on a bingo to Andrews.

They were believed to have gone down at sea.

Why would they be flying in this weather?

I'm almost trying to get back in time with the ceremony.

Commander Lawson, this reports deteriorating conditions, sir.

Ceiling's down 200 feet, lowering sea swells to 25 feet and rising.

Things get much worse, but we may have to wait until this weather lifts.

Is the Admiral aware of this, Skipper? I told him I'd keep him advised.

Almighty and merciful God.

As we await the fate of our comrades, we ask, with the help of your angels,

that you guide and protect Commander Rabb and Lieutenant Hawks from all

harm, or injury, and bring them safely home.

Amen.

Amen.

Where can we plug that in?

Over there, over the booth. Great, and the speakerphone works?

Yes, ma 'am.

For one, the skipper calls us back, sir. If you ask him to put his

communications on the 21 MC, we can hear what's going on.

Okay.

I'll help him.

Hang in, Colonel.

Yeah, sure.

He's going to make it.

He has in the past.

Now he has even a better reason.

He's got someone in his life.

They've got something, Admiral.

Coordinates. 38 degrees, 37 minutes north latitude.

74 degrees, 34 minutes west longitude.

Back to the SAR aircraft.

Yes, sir. Weather's getting worse.

Chopper could be outside the safe recovery envelope.

We'll reevaluate when we get to the team. Roger that.

Be careful, Paddle.

Yes, sir. I'm going to drop flares for the Angel.

Viking 304, this is Angel 21.

What is your location?

I'm directly over, Angel.

I'll give you vectors in.

Heading 350.

Three miles.

Roger, Viking.

City desk, I've got the flare.

I'm on top of it now.

This is the captain. What's the weather?

The ceiling's 100 feet.

The well's now about 30.

How lucky do you feel, Lieutenant?

Piece of cake, Skipper.

Sir,

Lieutenant Hawks, sir. She's on board.

Any sign of Commander Rapp?

No, sir. Let me ask the lieutenant.

It's the commander down there.

Did you see Commander Rapp?

Commander Hawks, did you see Commander Rapp eject, sir?

Any speculation as to where he is?

Hard to say, sir. He got punched out late.

miles in any direction.

What's happening, Angel?

We are getting pushed around, Skipper.

Can you keep her in the air?

I'm trying, sir. I'm trying.

If I can, take another sweep of the area before we call it quits.

Roger that, Skipper.

Skipper, under those conditions, the commander could be a few hundred yards

away.

You've identified the problem, Colonel.

Those conditions are dangerous for all.

Sir, with all due respect... Risking an entire crew for one survivor is not...

This is Admiral Chegwood, Captain.

No one is blaming you.

When will you launch again?

When the weather improves, sir.

Thank you, Captain. Carry on.

Aye, aye, sir.

Are you okay?

I'm fine, Mick. I just need some time alone.

Look, if they found skates, they'll find harm.

Come back out, Sarah.

You should be with those who love and support you.

Sarah.