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Good morning.

Good morning, Doctor.

Yeah, I think that's going to be fine. Mr. Rain, would you like one last look

at your face before I proceed?

I never live in the past.

No, thank you.

I have to give you something for the pain.

There will be no pain.

Proceed.

Scalpel.

All right, you know the drill. Be very, very

careful. This is Charles Rain we're dealing with.

Where is he?

Plastic surgery, third floor.

He keeps changing his face.

If we blow this, we won't get another chance.

Move out!

What time is it, Doctor?

What?

I want you to tell me what time it is.

Twelve o'clock.

Charles Rain, FBI.

Enjoy the flight

Thank

you Shut

up sit look do as I say nobody gets

hurt You have the keys to the flight deck? Yes.

All right, we're going to move there nice and slow.

Don't make me use this.

Nice and slow.

There you go.

Real nice.

Real nice.

Turn

it

off. Turn it off!

May I ask you what you think you were doing?

I was improvising on your security techniques.

That's cute. That's real cute, miss.

Slayton. But my friends call me Marty.

Well, see, uh, if this had been a real gun, that little Angie Dickinson

bullshit you just pulled, you would have got your head blown off, and you would

have endangered the lives of all the other passengers.

I was trying to save lives.

The next time a man holds a gun to your head on a crowded plane, you follow

instructions.

You do exactly what he tells you to do.

Do you understand?

This is why I gave up my afternoon?

So some former security specialist can tell me how to obey a hijacker?

Let me tell you something. First of all, I'm not a former anything.

Second of all, I like what I do.

I get the chance to meet people like you.

Well, I know we got a lot of information to think about, so class dismissed, and

we'll hijack you again next week.

What the hell are you doing here?

I'm doing fine, Cutter. How you doing?

What's wrong with your foot?

Look, Sly, I appreciate you throwing some business my way, but that gives you

no right to interfere with my class.

Cutter, will you look around? This is an airline training facility, okay? This is

not the Secret Service. Just calm down.

Oh, now you're telling me my job, too, huh?

Look, what she did was wrong, period.

Maybe, but there was a time you didn't let her know that without blowing your

cool. So it just dawned on me. She kind of reminds me of Lisa.

She looks nothing like Lisa. I didn't say she looked like her. I said she

reminded me of her.

We got to talk. I'm not interested in coming back. Did I ask you to? No, do

about to. That's right, because you can't tell me to teach you security

techniques to bodyguards, night watchmen, and flight attendants,

something you want to do with the rest of your life. It's a job, Sly. I like

it. Look, Ramsey wants me to hire the best person available to head up the

counterterrorism unit. That person happens to be you. I don't want that

responsibility. Yeah? Well, I don't want to be so good looking, but I got to deal

with the hand that's dealt me, right?

Look, we both know nobody can do the job better than you can.

Damn, I knew you were going to start this shit again. Look, give me my check.

You want me to stop? Yes.

Just say yes. That's all you gotta say. I'll take the job. I'll stop.

Damn it, Sly. Give it a rest, all right?

No, you give it a rest, John.

This isn't about a job, man. It's about you, okay?

Nobody knows better than I do how much Lisa meant to you. But you gotta stop

blaming yourself.

You gotta get off the sidelines. You gotta get back into this game.

I set up lunch tomorrow with Ramsey at 12 o'clock at the Oxford.

I hope you'll be there.

I really do.

Attorney Phillips.

Have you found out where they intend to take me?

Los Angeles.

But they won't say when.

It'll happen quickly.

Notify my people.

They'll know what to do.

California has a death penalty.

It's a progressive state.

I'll have to visit it sometime.

The feds have a witness that can prove you're responsible for two airline

bombings in the past year. I'm responsible for twice that amount.

I'm afraid the most we can hope for is that I can clean sanity for you.

Given your childhood history, we should be able to make that stick.

Never mention my childhood.

Have I made myself clear?

Yeah. It is the nature of man to confuse genius with insanity.

Charles Rayne is not insane.

Charles Rayne is not insane.

Charles Rayne is not

insane.

Continue.

Charles Rayne It's not safe.

Put some of this on the fire.

All right?

Fine as hell.

Merry Christmas, motherfucker!

Open the register! Give me the money now! Shut up! Shut up! Give it to me

now! Open the register now!

Freeze! Stop it!

Get the fuck back! I'll blow this bitch's head off right now!

Get back! Get the fuck back! Put the gun down!

Put the fucking gun down!

All right.

I'm putting the gun down. You just stay cool, all right?

I think I'll be all right, baby.

I'm not going to try to stop you, man.

You shouldn't have tried to stop me the first time.

Oh, my God.

Lisa. Lisa.

Oh. Oh, baby.

It's going to be all right.

It's all right. It's not too bad.

It's not too bad, baby.

All right. What have I done?

Hey, what do you know?

Here he is, John.

John Cutter, Stuart Ramsey.

Pleasure. Nice to meet you, John. Mr.

Delvecchio said you might not be coming.

Yeah, well, Mr. Delvecchio was wrong.

Well, let's have a seat.

Mr. Ramsey, do you know how many airlines have been hijacked in the last

three years?

No.

27. Almost every commercial airline in the world has had to cope with

terrorism.

All except one.

The Israelis have never been fucked with.

They never let him on the plane.

Do you have any thoughts on this?

Unequivocally, without a doubt, John is the best guy I ever worked with.

Well, the annual meeting of our stockholders is next week in Los

Angeles. I'd like to fly out there.

A couple days early, you can have a brief vacation before I introduce you as

our new vice president.

That is, assuming you still want the job.

I'll drink to that.

So look, when you meet this

board of directors, you should think of something really, you know, impressive

to say and start things off.

Yeah, maybe I asked him to fire you.

Actually, this isn't a good time to start with new plans. Just be yourself.

Dignified and charming.

Uh, sorry, sir. You'll have to go back through.

Are you carrying any metal objects?

Yeah. You ever notice how the real suspicious ones never seem to have any

trouble? That's right.

That's how they get on the plane.

Oh, man.

Sorry. I'm gonna have to check you in my cell.

It's all that metal plate in his head. It's an old war wound.

You can go through with your friend now.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

John. What? Real quick.

How do you do that?

I mean, before you get on the plane, how do you do that?

It's a black thing. You wouldn't understand.

A black thing? I understand black things.

You know, that's what I admire about you, Cutter. Even though you are being

hit on by an absolutely beautiful woman, you are determined to maintain your vow

of chastity.

You know, you'd make a hell of a Republican.

You know, it is not necessary for you to walk me all the way to the plane. That's

the least I can do. You know, we're brothers.

Have a nice flight. Cutter, I have no idea why I am so nice to you.

Look, you got me here.

You satisfied?

Now go.

Oh, come on, man. Don't give me that sad-ass puppy dog look.

I'm not giving you that one. I'm giving you the grateful, deeply moved, Italian

-American, religiously inspired look, okay? There's a difference.

Why? Because even though you'll never admit it, We both know you made the

right decision.

Yo, I'm only taking this job so I can make your life miserable.

Is that right?

Yes. That's right.

Well, at least this way I can get back at you, huh?

Oh, speaking of which, have I got a surprise for you. No, no, no, no

surprises. What is it?

Lips are sealed.

Yo, your lips could be busted, man. What's the surprise? Well, listen to

this. When you get to Los Angeles, I want you to call me because I'm going to

want to hear all about this. Hey, Sly, dude, are you listening to me? Have a

pleasant trip.

Sly, you don't understand...

You have a nice flight, Mr. Cutter. Thank you.

Hi.

FBI, thank you.

Hi.

Mr. Fouquet?

Four J.

It's French.

Oh, Monsieur Fouger, you'll be in seat 5C. That's the aisle seat on the left.

Thank you.

Norman,

it is not polite to stare.

May I take your case, sir?

Thank you.

Any truth to the rumor that the men of Los Angeles actually talk without cue

cards? They talk a lot.

Whether or not they say anything is another matter.

I take it this is your first trip to Los Angeles?

It is, yeah.

I'm Sabrina Ritchie, by the way. How do you do?

Marty Slayton.

Sabrina, what a beautiful name.

Oh, it is a thing most wondrous to be flattered by one of your peers.

Ooh, and I love the accent, too.

Between you and me, I've been trying to lose it for years. Makes me sound cold

and heartless.

Actually, now that you mention it... Always trust your first impression.

I have a feeling this is going to be a very interesting flight.

I certainly hope so.

Hey, are you taking the head count yet?

Ah, my fingers are beginning to point as we speak.

Jump in, Molly.

Two... Three, four, five, six.

Behave yourself.

Don't get any toys in prison.

I never had any toys.

My father believed they would warp my sense of values.

Is your father still alive?

Died.

Violently.

2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11,

12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18,

19...

Can I get you gentlemen anything?

Nothing right now. Thanks.

Well, looks like I just found my next ex-wife.

Please make sure that all carry-on items are safely secured beneath your seats or

properly stored in an overhead compartment.

I'm Marty. If there's anything I can do to make your trip to Los Angeles much

more comfortable, please feel free to ask for my assistance.

Who needs assistance this early?

It's John Cutter. He's a security specialist for the airlines.

Security?

I feel safe already.

Melissa? Monsieur?

Melissa? Over here.

Pardon me, stewardess?

Yes?

Is that man with the handcuffs dangerous?

There's nothing to worry about, madam. Right now, he's as safe as this handsome

little boy.

What's your name, huh?

Norman. If he tries to do something bad, I'll shoot him. Oh, what if he shoots

back? I also have a secret decodery.

They protect you from bullets and spiders.

But I left it at home.

Hey, don't worry. I've got mine, and I'll save all of us.

Hey, give me a smile. I might get you a soda.

That's all right with your mom.

Sure. Orange?

Hey, got it.

Thank you.

Excuse me, stewardess. I've had that light on for a while now.

Flight attendant.

If you go back to your seat, I'll bring you your peanuts.

Actually, all I want is an aspirin.

Here we go.

Hey, look.

Maybe I was a little hard on you in class the other day. That was for your

own good.

Is this the way you apologize?

Boy, this is gonna be a long fight. You got that right.

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

Well, then maybe you can just do me a favor.

Oh, this ought to be good.

I mean, I'm not all that comfortable on planes, you know.

There's some extra pillows in your overhead compartment.

Just that whenever anything moves faster than I can walk, then I just assume to

be behind the wheel. Now, who would have guessed that you're a control freak?

You're not going to make this easy, are you? What is it that I can do to make

your travel more pleasurable, Mr. Cutter? I just want you to check on me

from time to time. That's it.

You take your seat, and I'll see what I can do.

Champagne with your dinners, gentlemen?

Not on duty, but I'll have some tomato juice if you have it, and I'll have the

chicken. How appropriate.

I'll have the steak.

Keep the champagne on ice. We'll celebrate later.

Sir, this is Mrs. Edwards.

She's a frequent air traveler.

When I told her all about you, she volunteered to help make you feel more

comfortable.

It's a real honor to meet you.

I take this flight at least once a month. I have grandchildren in Van Nuys.

That's just outside Los Angeles.

Well, maybe not just outside, but hell, Los Angeles is so spread out. Who's to

know where it begins and ends and what's inside and outside? Don't you agree?

Wait till I tell everyone that I sat next to you on the plane.

I watch your show all the time.

My show?

Never miss it.

And I just love it when you do those jokes about things that make you go,

hmm.

Robert. I need the special service of first class in five minutes.

I'll send it right up.

I just loved it when you told off that Madonna.

Who is she to tell you how to wear your hair?

Excuse me, I have to go to the bathroom.

I'll probably be in there a long time.

Oh, I'm that way too.

Oh, man, I don't need this.

I don't need this at all.

Do you know the time?

Why? You got someplace you gotta go.

How do you like your sirloin, sir?

Bloody.

Everybody, sit down!

Be quiet! You won't get hurt!

Who's in charge?

I am.

Once again, who's in charge?

You are.

Excellent.

What? What?

Sit your ass down. Get out.

Sit down.

What the hell is that?

Sit down. Shut up or be killed. Your choice.

Ladies and gentlemen, I'm afraid your in-flight entertainment program has been

canceled. The weapons being carried by my staff are real, so is their desire to

use them if provoked.

I am prepared to do whatever is necessary in order to achieve my goal.

If you do as instructed, you will not be harmed.

If you disobey or interfere with their activities, you will be shot.

Man, this is your idea of surprise, but ha-ha, motherfucker.

It's very funny. Sly, you better be there.

No, no, no if you have to knock down man first is a senior

Hello,

hello, look I got an emergency. My name is John Carter Yes,

I need slide the vacuum I don't know how to spell his name GL

Vecchio. Gary's compiling those numbers. He's gonna get you consolidated. Mr. Del

Vecchio, there's a call for you on 24.

Excuse me.

Who is it? John Cutter. Oh, great.

Oh, shit.

Cutter, you there?

Cutter!

You, back in your seat, now!

Oh, please, I don't want to die! Please don't shoot me! I don't want to die! I

said, back to your seat!

Oh,

they're taking over the plane!

This ain't sly. I can't get anybody in. Get everybody up here for an emergency

meeting right now.

Now? Yeah, yeah. Sweet Jesus.

They're taking over the place.

How

many?

How many?

I'll sell all your friends.

Drop the fucking gun or your friend dies.

I have no friends.

His name's John Carter. He's airline security.

Mr. Carter, I'm sure your superiors would not like you to do anything rash

and risk the lives of all these wonderful people.

Stand up.

Move!

Airline personnel assume a certain risk.

It's part of the job of these passengers.

They're so innocent.

What do you want?

Oh, I have what I want.

I have control of the plane and everything on it.

Must I prove that to you?

Sir, tell Mr. Cutter your name.

Douglas.

Cutter, meet Douglas.

Let him go.

Do you have any children, Douglas?

A daughter.

He has a daughter who loves him. And she, until your interference, had a

father.

Now, drop the fucking gun!

I loathe incompetence.

What are you doing? Wait, wait, wait. It's okay.

There's always somebody down here in the galley. Hey, look, buddy. I just get

paid to send food upstairs, all right?

Give me a break.

All right.

Frank, Frank, Frank, look. Look, we gotta hide that situation upstairs,

okay? I need your help. Anything that you can do.

Look, I'm not risking my life.

You guys wanna fight terrorists, you're on your own.

Look, give me a knife or a screwdriver or something, okay?

I think we should do exactly what Mr. Rain wants.

See if you can find something to tie him up with. Look in the baggage hold.

Okay, Davis.

Notify the feds and alert Ritter. I don't want that plane out of our sight.

Mary, let me know the minute you make contact with the pilot.

Notify ATC. Bring them up to speed on our situation. And I want a complete

list of everybody on that plane. I want it five minutes ago.

Now get to work.

So what's the plan?

Make it to the avionics compartment.

Once there, I can override the controls and bring the plane down.

What? This is a jumbo jet.

Yeah, I know.

We don't have any choice.

Look, correct me if I'm wrong, but wasn't it you who said to do exactly as

the terrorist tells you to do?

He's not just a terrorist.

Well, how are you going to bring the plane down? I'm going to empty the fuel.

You... Out of your mind, Cutter, we could all crash.

Exactly. No, I'm not letting you do this. Come on. It's too dangerous. You

are certifiable.

God damn it, Lisa. I don't have time for this shit.

Now look, that man upstairs is one of the most dangerous terrorists in the

world. He has killed two people. He will kill everybody else on this fucking

plane if I don't figure out a way to bring him down.

Look, I need your help.

Please.

Tell me you're good at this.

I'm the best.

Then do it.

Charles Reign, the sophisticated British aristocrat known internationally as the

Reign of Terror.

He's been linked to several bombings in London and Northern Ireland, but because

of his close ties to the Middle East, he's been untouchable.

Right. Judging from the fact that he killed his father, he was a...

Pretty sick little kid, too, huh? What his old man did to him and his sister

didn't exactly qualify him for Father of the Year honors.

Hey, Delvecchio.

You let the feds put a goddamn terrorist on one of my planes? They didn't notify

me either. Here's his file.

They can do that? The FBI just shows up at the last minute. They take whatever

seats they need. They don't have to tell us anything. They're the FBI.

Jesus Christ.

I think they put an airline hijacker on a bus or a train.

Any word on why they were taken into Los Angeles?

He was supposed to stand trial for the Trans-Pacific bombing last year.

Guess he had different plans.

Yeah? We're gonna have to change them again.

Why's that?

Cutter's on that plane.

What's the problem?

We're losing fuel.

One way or the other, we're going down.

You better make preparations to land.

Why are we going back there?

Because it's easy to jump off the plane from the rear.

What? It's easy to jump off the plane from the rear.

The plane's losing a lot of altitude.

I think they're preparing to land.

Where is it? Right outside Lake Lucille, Louisiana.

And there's a small airfield there. It may not be large enough, but it may be

their only choice.

How fast can we get a chopper out there?

A chopper?

Why? I want you there as quickly as possible.

You mean on a helicopter?

I don't want the FBI or some country local talking to the press about

something affecting this airline.

Get out there and keep me informed.

Right.

Flight 163, we're declaring an emergency.

Request immediate authorization to land. Over.

Negative, 163. We're not a commercial airport.

Suggest you reroute.

Suggestion refused.

Repeat, 163. We're not equipped to handle an aircraft your size.

It's too dangerous for you to try to... Shut up and listen.

It's too dangerous for you.

See that the runway is cleared.

Nor call Atlantic International. See what the hell is going on. And call the

hospital, too, just in case.

Who's Lisa?

What?

Lisa. You call me Lisa in the avionics department.

She was my wife.

Was?

She was with me when I tried to stop a robbery.

Plan not working out the way you want it, asshole?

Don't flatter yourself, Cutter. You prevented nothing.

Although it seems I may have underestimated you.

Dumping the fuel was quite ingenious.

At least Mr. Douglas' body won't have so far to fall now.

Well, maybe Vincent could hitch a ride with him on his way down.

You know, Charlie, I'm a little surprised at you.

Didn't your father ever teach you never send a boy to do a man's job?

Speaking of boys...

Our stewardess friend must be feeling particularly unsatisfied.

Charlie, you ever play roulette?

On occasion.

Well, let me give you a word of advice.

Always bet on black.

Mr. Delvecchio, are you okay?

Yeah, could you please close the door?

The door is closed, sir. Would you like us to fly higher? It might be a little

smoother up there.

No, no, no, no. This is fine.

This is fine.

You better buckle in. Atlanta's going to be rough.

Yeah.

Hey, man, let me give you a hand.

Biggest damn Cessna I ever saw.

All right, Otto, get somebody out to the runway. I'm going to be up in the tower.

Patrick, let's do something, huh?

Please fasten your seatbelts. Brace yourselves for a short field landing.

Flight attendants, please take your positions for an emergency landing.

Toe's going to need as much assistance as they can get.

You communicate with the airline staff. I coordinate rescue activities on the

ground. Right. And how do we get down there?

We step out.

Gravity will do the rest.

As soon as it stops, we jump.

Well, I guess we can't tell them I stepped out now, can we?

Put them through. Put them through.

Delvecchio. Yeah. I just had an idea about how to use Cutter.

Use? If this works out, you're instructed to tell the press that we had

a security agent on the plane as part of our anti-terrorist plan. If it doesn't

work out, don't tell them anything about Cutter. I'll handle that. You

understand?

Do you understand?

Yep. Yes, sir.

Yes, sir.

plans for us if she disobeys kill her

on

the ground face down

do it now i'm security for the allies yeah and i'm the governor louisiana now

get your ass on the ground do it

Look, you're making a mistake.

My name is John Cutter. I'm security for the airlines.

The plane is being hijacked.

This is

Chief

Leonard Biggs, Lake Lucille Police Department.

Now, if you tell me what you want, I'll tell you what I can deliver.

If I do not see a fuel truck in position and functioning in the next five

minutes, you will be responsible for a great many deaths.

Well, I'm not fully authorized to grant any demands at this time. I suggest you

look out your window toward the plane just in front of the landing gear.

I've just executed five passengers.

I will execute five more every three minutes until you find me someone who is

authorized to meet my demands.

Look, uh, I want to help.

But how do I know you won't kill the rest of those passengers once I get you

what you want?

Get the truck near the plane.

As soon as the fuel begins to flow, I will release half the passengers.

You will be responsible for saving a hundred lives all by yourself.

Look, I'll make some calls.

While you're on the phone, I'll be killing another group of passengers. Let

me know when I should stop. Now, wait, wait.

Do we have an agreement?

Fuel's on its way.

Check and mate.

Chief, shouldn't we wait for the FBI?

Hell no.

I'm in charge of they get here.

You heard that man, didn't you?

I just saved a hundred lives.

Let them damn federal boys see can they do better than that, huh?

Mr. Ramsey?

Yeah?

Just grab this on Rain.

You're not gonna like it.

No?

Two years ago, Interpol thought they had him. Remember the bombings in London,

the three train stations?

Rain did it.

He killed over 60 people.

Just to create a distraction.

Distraction? This guy's got a habit of blowing things up just to cover his

escape. We got over 200 passengers on that plane.

What do you think he wants?

Obvious, isn't it? I mean, the guy is facing the chair. He's going to do

whatever it takes to escape.

I wouldn't be surprised if the son of a bitch blew up the plane and then just

disappeared in the flames.

Get him, he's drunk, son of a bitch.

There's four of them on the plane. Shut up.

Chief, look, we caught him out by the plane.

He tried to attack us. If I tried to attack you, I wouldn't be the one

standing here bleeding.

You mind telling me what it was you were doing out there in that airfield?

My name is John Cutter. I'm the head of security for Atlantic International.

I was a passenger on the plane before I was hijacked. Uh-huh, head of security.

Ain't that a pickle.

You don't mind me saying so, Mr. Cutter, you ain't done too good a job.

What is that fuel tank doing out there?

I've negotiated the release of 100 passengers.

No! Look, Chief, you can't trust him. Look, the passengers are more valuable

to him on the plane. There's no reason he let him off. He needs fuel.

Yes, but he wouldn't trade the hostages. Don't you worry your ass about what he

needs. Chief, he wants to talk to you again.

This is Chief Biggs. The fuel's on its way, just like I promised.

And I, in turn, shall fulfill my end of the bargain.

Chief, one of my men betrayed me and escaped from the plane.

Is that a fact? Yes, a black man, very smooth and convincing.

I would prefer to deal with him directly for his cowardice, but should you find

it necessary to inflict harm upon him, I will not hold you liable.

The man in the plane says you want to hiss.

Yeah, well, I know motherfuckers who say they saw Elvis in a goddamn mall. You

gonna believe that shit, too? Look, he's a murderer!

Let me see some identification, Mr. Curran.

Don't say anything about you being head of security. Says you're some kind of

instructor. Look, I'm the former head of security for Atlantic International.

Put yourself in my place, Mr. Cutter.

What would you do if you were me?

Kill myself.

Wait for one

hour before resuming the flight.

That'll give me sufficient time to escape.

Once the plane is back in the air, proceed with the original plan.

Let me go with you.

I need you to stay on board and carry out my instructions.

What if they don't give us clearance?

Start killing passengers until they do.

Get going! Don't stop! Come on! Hey!

What the hell is wrong with those people?

They're going to trample each other to death.

Damn

it,

Chief, it's a trick.

Look, you've got to listen to me.

Boy, I've had just about all the advice from you I'm going to take.

Haul his ass downstairs.

And if he gets cute, shoot him.

In the leg, he might be telling the truth.

Nora, do me a favor, honey. Fix me up a cup of that special coffee or maybe a

couple of Bufferin.

Dammit, you're making a mistake. Shut up, boy. You ain't said shit I want to

hear. Let's go.

Prisoner got away. No shit, Earl.

Comfort back up. I want somebody from every sheriff's department within 50

miles. He's headed toward the fairground. You want us to head out

there? Why is that, Luther? So you can get some more practice whooping your

dumb ass?

All right, take some extra men with you and keep your damn guns in your

holsters. Unless that boy leaves you no other choice.

Go!

Come on. Come on!

That won't be necessary, Vincent.

I'll take care of Mr Cutter.

Secure transportation.

Meet us at the other side of the fairground in ten minutes.

Dwight Henderson, FBI.

Leonard Biggs, Lake Lucille Police.

I'm going to need a concise report on the status of this operation, Chief.

Well, just make yourself comfortable, because that airplane and my blood

pressure ain't going to damn bet higher than it is right now.

Flight 163, do you read me?

Flight 163, come in, please.

Flight 163, do you read me?

You might as well just save your breath. They ain't gonna answer you. They get

darn good and ready.

All we can do is sit here and wait till we hear from them or our men in the

field.

Let's hope that Cutter fellow was telling the truth.

Cutter? Yeah.

John Cutter?

Yeah, you know him?

What happened to him?

Well, he said he was on that plane.

Beat up a couple of my men, headed out towards the fairgrounds.

Don't worry, we'll catch him.

Well, I hope you got a good early retirement plan.

Take Dean, Peel, and Christopher. Get over to the fairgrounds.

Chief, you better see to it your men don't harm Cutter. Because if he's hurt,

I'll press charges against you myself.

FBI, Rain, you're under arrest.

Let him go. Let him go.

Look, there's another one. He's 5'10". He's got a tan jacket and blue navy

pants. Check him out.

where we sent two people in.

Watch yourself. Watch your dance.

Get him out of here.

Cut it.

Dwight Henderson, FBI.

Heard a great deal about you. Pleasure's mutual.

You all right, man?

Yeah, I'm fine. John, what the hell is wrong with you, huh?

That's your idea of a surprise? You fucking put me on a plane with a goddamn

terrorist? Relax, nobody knew. The FBI didn't notify us. Hold it.

Those two agents you murdered on the plane were friends of mine.

Thank you for telling me.

I do enjoy knowing the people whose lives I've touched.

You've got enough of this, and you're gonna fucking help us home and rip your

goddamn throat out. Now, come on, now. While you're considering organ

donations, it might be wise if you were to spare some thought for the remaining

passengers on board.

If I'm not released, you will be clearing up their remains for quite some

time. What are you talking about, asshole?

My colleagues have instructions to start killing passengers in 20 minutes.

Get this piece of shit inside.

I'll station some of my men behind the plane with tear gas and masks.

Two agents will escort Rain up the boarding stairs.

You mean y'all just gonna let him get back on that airplane? That's what we're

gonna tell him. How are your sharpshooters? I got two of the best.

They're not gonna get a second chance.

They won't need it.

Sharpshooters?

What about Rain's people that are still on the airplane, huh? Now, what about

them? Now, just be patient, okay?

Look, I'm the only one who knows who they are.

I can be wired up. I can signal to Henderson's men when it's safe to shoot

who's ever at the door.

We take out rain first, okay?

Then will that still give you time to use the tear gas?

My men will start up the stairs as soon as the first shots are fired. We'll

already have the doors secured.

Oh, I don't know. This sounds too crazy, John.

There's too much that can go wrong.

God damn it, Sly! Listen.

I saw him take a passenger on that plane. He asked him about his family.

Then he blew his brains out all over the goddamn floor.

Look, the longer we wait, the more people are going to be sacrificed.

I'll go tell Rain.

I'll make it look like he negotiated it.

No.

Let me tell him.

Hold on.

Sure.

John.

You okay?

Mr. Carter, how kind of you to pay me a visit.

You've been a worthy adversary.

It's a shame we won't be seeing much more of each other.

Let me tell you something.

If anybody else gets hurt on that plane, it's going to take a hell of a lot more

than a prison cell to keep me from ripping your fucking nuts off.

I'd come to expect more from you than cheap vulgarities.

You and I both know I will never see the inside of a prison.

The notion of good over evil will not allow you to sit idly by and watch the

needless death of your fellow citizens.

Well, you know, Rain, you got a good point.

Maybe I should just kill you right here, then, huh?

You wouldn't take advantage of a helpless man, would you?

It's never stopped you.

That's the American way, isn't it, brother?

You should know.

You're used to being taken advantage of.

I want him off the plane, Rain. We share the same hunger. We're both killers.

I know the breed, Cutter.

Now I'm sick of your shit!

You need the passengers.

I want the plane.

Put me back on board and the passengers will be released.

Yeah, right. I'm supposed to trust you. Trust your instincts. My instincts are

to wax your ass all over this floor. Those are your emotions acting without

the benefit of intellect.

Passenger's lives are in your hands.

Don't fail them.

Sit down.

Why are you keeping us here?

What do you want?

For God's sake, let us go. It's all right. It's all right.

Don't give them a reason to hurt you. That's exactly what they want.

Just try and remain calm.

There we go.

Everything's going to be all right.

All right?

Flight 163, this is Daddy.

I will be rejoining you very shortly.

If I'm not safely on board within five minutes, you are to continue as

previously instructed.

Gentlemen, I'm ready to leave your lovely little town.

All right, this is Cutter. Everybody in position.

Land clear, Mr. Cutter. Target is well within range awaiting your command.

That's a 10-4. Nobody does anything until I say go.

All units, stand by.

It's okay. Okay, good. It's alright.

Get

this

plane off the ground.

Enjoyed your stopover.

We will now continue with the remainder of the flight.

If you don't want to wear your seatbelts, you don't have to.

What the hell are we going to do when we catch it?

You're going to watch me sneak on the plane without a ticket.

What? I knew you were crazy. You're in a Junebug the minute I laid eyes on your

ass. Look, Chief, I thought all you ham-hawking, country-biscuit-eating boys

knew how to drive.

Was that a bunch of bullshit or what?

I ain't had a challenge like that since I was in high school.

Chief, I didn't know you went to high school.

Slide, this better be covered by the health insurance.

Yeah, it's under the section on mental illness.

Get me close to the landing gear.

I need a gun.

You need your head examined is what you need. I want this back in good

condition. Longs to my wife.

Hey, John, you bring your ass back to life. You hear me?

You miss the opportunity to get back at you? No way.

Let's do it.

I got a bad feeling about this.

I got a bad feeling about this one.

Oh, man.

Approach Control, this is Lake Lucille. We have a hijacked aircraft.

I want every radar station in the southeast following that plane. We're on

it already.

You read me, Approach Control.

Roger, it's time to make the proper arrangements.

Your friend Mr.

Carter has left you in a rather precarious position.

Pour me a drink, Marty.

What do you want?

Anything wet.

Did you enjoy yourself down there in the lower galley?

You and your friend in that tight little place.

Tell me, Marty.

Did the hero get into your tight little place?

You will pause.

You'll change your mind once we get to know each other.

You'll have to kill me first.

It's almost time. What the hell is taking Forgey so long?

Maybe he's having difficulty finding the trunk.

Idiot.

John, Cutter.

I'll just chill out. I'm the good guy.

Where are they?

Somewhere in the back.

All right.

Can you turn this plane around and land at the airfield we just left?

Hey, I did it once.

All right, do it again.

You got it.

Center, Atlantic International 163 with you.

Something's wrong.

Check the flight crew.

Why'd you turn this plane?

We were told to head back. By whom?

By me.

What a waste.

All right, keep that on her. If she moves, throw her out the window.

Hey, you need any help?

No. There's only one left.

And he's all mine.

Open it.

Oh, shit.

Loud and clear, John. What's your status?

Single at the moment, but I am working on it.

Cutter, this is Henderson.

Have you disabled Rain yet?

You damn skippy.

All right, cut him off.

Oh, hey, Biggs. How you doing?

Is this you?

In the flesh.

That's a revolting thought.

Have you seen John Cutter? Yeah, the last time I saw him, he was with one of

the flight attendants. Okay, thanks.

John!

John!

Hey, tell Ramsey I'm taking a vacation.

Done.

And I want a raise.

Done. You ready to get out of here?

Where do you want to go?

Any place but here.

What about these reporters?

Hey, John, what am I supposed to do about these reporters?

Hey, John, this isn't my bag.

Are you a representative from the airline?

That's right. And I'm pleased to report that our special anti-terrorist program,

which was enacted under my supervision, was an extraordinary success.

What's your name?

Sly Delvecchio.

Ah!

Y'all riding or walking?

Walking.

Five miles to town.

No thanks.

Cutter, you didn't happen to see my wife's gun, did you?

Good night, Kyle.

Good night, Biggs.

the sky.

Too high, too high, but I ain't got the sky.

Too high, too high, but ain't left ground.

Too high, so high, I hope you'll never come down.

My brother.

Thank you.