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Got a mig on our tail.

Both at once? Now!

You know where Airwolf is.

Got to tell me. We're talking about Hogg's life.

An artery. It won't stop.

It's fibrillating.

File 856-7W. Subject, Airwolf. Top secret. A Mach 1-plus attack helicopter

with the most advanced weapons arsenal in the air.

Sought by governments friendly and foreign, Airwolf is hidden somewhere in

the western wilderness by its test pilot string fellow, Hawk. To be returned to

the U.S. government, only if his brother, Sinjin, an MIA in Vietnam, can

be found.

The deputy director of the intelligence agency that developed Airwolf is Michael

Cole Smith Briggs III.

Codename, Archangel.

Believed to covertly provide classified information and support to Hawk in

exchange for flying the chopper on missions of national interest.

Stringfellow Hawk is 34, reclusive, sensitive, and a loner. Known to

associate with his only friend and mentor, Dominic Santini.

Together, Santini and Hawk fly Airwolf.

Capable of speeds rivaling the fastest jets and backed by unmatched firepower,

Airwolf is a weapon too dangerous to be left in unenlightened hands.

Finding Airwolf is your first priority. End of file.

What's here is a gift.

Talk costs money. I'll be at the closed-down airstrip over in Crofton in

an hour. Come if you're interested.

Remember me?

Peter McGregor Moore.

How could I ever forget?

Short notice?

Well, I thought you'd make it.

Is my brother alive?

Ah, I said the talk cost money.

How much money?

I take a trade.

Stay that chopper over there.

It's not mine.

Too bad.

Well, not your cabin.

Or maybe this wonderful art collection I've heard so much about.

The years haven't done much to improve your sense of humor, have they?

But you play with me more.

It's not about this.

I'll take a thousand dollars to cover my expenses.

Read.

Your brother's being held in this compound.

Weighs about a hundred pounds, but he's basically healthy.

His mind is still in good nick.

Where?

Quon Ling Province, North Vietnam.

Of course, Weather Satellite picked him up purely by chance.

St. John's being held with 11 other Caucasians by an ex-NBA colonel named

Nyan Min Gya.

Apparently a man who holds a grudge.

Two of his prisoners are ex-Frog Legionnaires dating all the way back to

Dien Bien Phu in 54.

Four sods are in their 60s.

How'd you find out about this?

Another mercenary.

Occasionally freelances to the firm.

After we picked up the shot, we sent him in. Take a closer look.

The firm knows all about this.

Wondering why your friend Archangel didn't tell you?

Dare be too hard on old Michael.

We've got a task force together ready for a rescue mission.

Trained them personally at Langley so they wouldn't screw up like they did in

Iran.

But at the last minute, the State Department pulled the rug from under

him. Last I heard, they were negotiating for a release.

Now, you know as much as I know.

I suggest you don't tip your hand to dear Michael.

Don't you want your money?

I had a brother once.

I lost him in Rhodesia a couple of years ago.

But now, even an old whore like me has a heart buried somewhere.

Get him back.

You shouldn't be here. This floor is private. Get lost.

Now!

Sorry.

I thought you said that elevator was fixed.

I just came up here with someone from downstairs.

Make sure it doesn't happen again.

We're in a helicopter crash.

Where? How long have I been here?

Shh.

Rest now.

Dr. Rothschild's been called for, and he'll answer all your questions when he

gets here.

What day is this?

It's Wednesday.

I have to make a phone call.

I have to call Dominic. You'll have to wait.

I can't wait. It already has, Mr. Hawk.

You've been comatose for the better part of a year.

My name is Dr. Rothschild.

I've been your physician for the past eight and a half months.

Your pupils are working like the aperture of an expensive

camera.

It's a good sign.

EEG machine.

It records the electrical impulses in the brain.

It'll tell us if there's been any damage there.

There's no chance that... There's always a chance when someone's been comatose

for a long time.

Do you remember anything of the crash?

It's in pieces.

We think that you had a heart seizure at the controls of your helicopter.

Shortly after you arrived here, you went into complete cardiac arrest, so...

Clinically, you were gone for several minutes.

Did a man named Dominic Santini come to see me?

There's lots of news that you have to catch up on, Mr. Hawk.

It's best that we move slowly.

Doctor, that's a pretty simple question.

Did Dominic come to see me?

He sat in that chair and he talked to you for hours on end.

He was convinced that you could hear him even though you didn't answer.

He was a good friend.

What do you mean, was?

Mr. Santini is dead.

How?

He and several other men raided a prison camp in North Vietnam that was still

holding Americans prisoner.

Your brother, St. John, was among them.

He was rescued, but Mr.

Santini and another man were killed in the process.

St. John's here?

Yes. He's on his way back from Alexandria, Virginia.

We called him last night when you came, too.

When was this raid?

Who was this other man?

The raid was way back in July.

The other man was a man named Coldsmith Briggs.

He's been told. What do you mean?

You told him, just point blank?

What else could I do? He asked me straight out.

You were wrong to overload him so quickly.

We're dealing with a year of his life that's gone.

It's extremely difficult to assimilate.

I wish you'd called me first.

Well, if you're so concerned, Doctor, I suggest that you get over there and

begin the therapeutic process.

He's been told.

No, he actually took it quite well, considering.

He's very strong.

Of all wills and codicils, from Great Britain, the news of Lady Dyes filing

for divorce from Prince Charles has come as quite a shock to both families, as

well as society columnists all over the world.

Marco, what do you think about that?

Well, who could have predicted it a few months ago?

It seems to me I recall seeing a tabloid on my market checkout counter that spoke

of it being a possibility.

I wonder what her settlement will be.

Probably they'll split the crown jewels.

Dr.

Barr, 377.

Dr. Barr, call 377.

I'm Dr. Hallgate. May I talk with you for a moment?

Yes.

I see they've given you the articles that they were saving for you.

Your emotions must be going in a lot of different directions at the moment.

A good friend dead.

A brother coming back as if from the dead. A year had gone by without being

accounted for.

You're a shrink.

I wondered when they'd send you in.

You think I'm a standard operating procedure, do you?

For the firm you are.

That's who's paying for this, isn't it?

What the hell is that stuff they're giving me?

Just a 5% glucose solution.

It'll disconnect it when you start eating solid foods again.

What's making me so groggy?

You've been hibernating almost a year.

Your metabolism has slowed down to a crawl.

Your muscles have atrophied.

It's the same thing.

Up there, your synapses slow down from lack of use.

You feel groggy, loggy, punchy.

You'll feel better in time.

blue Chevrolet blocking the emergency ambulance entrance.

There is a blue Chevrolet blocking the emergency ambulance entrance.

I didn't know they were getting divorced.

Yeah, life isn't predictable, isn't it?

This must be your floor. Well, yeah, yours too. It doesn't go any further.

It does if you have a key.

Bye.

Bye. Have a nice day.

Stringfella, you have a visitor.

Sentient? Great.

So do you.

Considering what I saw here three months ago.

Her Majesty's press secretary read a short statement describing what many

suspected and what now has been confirmed.

That Prince Charles and Lady Di have called it a day. Parliament has issued a

blackout. Prince Charles and Lady Diana.

Sick. What's the world coming to?

The brothers are getting along famously.

I commend you, Dr. Holgate.

I'd like to talk to him tonight.

Too soon.

Why?

For one thing, he's still terribly groggy.

He won't be able to help you.

Reduce his medication a little bit.

If I did that, the whole house of cards would come tumbling down.

The methods we're employing are simply not foolproof.

You both seem to forget that.

Reduce his medication.

The longer the delay, the greater the external risk. Now, I want us all on

that plane this time tomorrow.

You know, it's funny, but I was confined to a cell maybe a third the size of this

room.

But I learned to have total freedom in my mind here.

I used to think through some of the most incredible detailed projects.

I built a house once that was, uh, I cut every two by four in my mind, hammered

in every nail.

It was my dream house. It took me about six months to do that one.

Bloody horror.

Yeah, but it's all over now.

Thanks to your friends.

How did Dominic die?

It was quick.

The unit had three choppers.

Two Chinooks and a Cobra for air support.

Dom and Archangel were in the Cobra.

They took some small arms fire on the way out.

Flew about five or six more miles and...

No chance he survived?

No.

It was like napalm when he hit the ground.

Tired?

Yeah.

It was too good a day.

I wanted to end.

Drs. Levine and Patterson, please pick up your messages.

Sorry to interrupt.

Oh, you're not interrupting. I'm just leaving.

String would like to know when I can, uh... But I can take him home.

Well, I think in about a week or so.

This is Morton Abrams, Mr. Hawk.

Do you have the energy to talk to him for a couple of minutes?

I'll see you tomorrow. I'll walk with you.

Do you mind?

I assume you have a pretty good idea of where I'm from.

Ferg.

replacement not really just the man who got his job he was uh rather unique

i uh have to clear up a few details such as a

piece of u.s government hardware hair wolf since you don't seem to

have any further use for it now if we could clear up this little

piece of business now

I could return to Virginia tonight.

You got a Las Vegas area sectional map?

I could have one in a minute.

It's in the desert. A place called Valley of the Gods.

Excellent. It's excellent.

Oncology 629.

Oncology.

Stage one is now complete, ladies and gentlemen. I

commend you all. Your commendation will be better appreciated in the form of a

nice fat check.

I'm sure you'd be quite well compensated, Peter. Should I prepare Mr.

Hawk for traveling?

Yes, our Libyan friends are dying to meet him again.

Shall we begin stage two?

Dr. Huggins, please call 617.

Dr. Higgins, please call 617.

Dr. Higgins, please call 617.

Confused at each date.

Saturday, March 3rd. What year?

1984.

Calluses.

Sure are.

I wouldn't have calluses if I'd been in a coma for a year, would I?

Looks like the vehicle had dual rear wheels.

A truck, maybe.

Are there any fingerprints other than Hawk's in the cockpit?

They're trying to lift some right now.

Dom!

Is that the ship he borrowed?

Yeah.

Is there any sign of foul play?

No. It's completely undamaged.

Apparently, it was just landed here.

Follow me. There's something else I want you to see.

Who are they?

These three belong to an East German spy organization, Schwarzkrieg.

Klaus Kinter, Els Meinheim.

Eric Moss.

Anastasia Zarkov, Russian.

She's a specialist in things psychological as they apply to the

intelligence trade.

Over the past couple of years, she's been quite active in behavior-modifying

drug research.

Patrick McGregor Moore, English.

A mercenary who'll work for anybody with change in their pocket, right, left, or

center. Their political persuasion means nothing to him in any way.

It will, uh... What's all this got to do with Stringfellow Hawk?

Two weeks ago, Army intelligence stumbled onto the fact that this happy

group had arrived in the States.

Obviously, they were on a mission of some kind. There's reason to believe

that they're working for Mustafa Kamal.

So? So, if you had to speculate, what single thing would Qaddafi like to get

his hands on more than anything else in the world?

Come on, quit your kidding, will you? Airwolf, of course.

Exactly.

Then Hawk disappears.

24 hours later, we find his helicopter out here in a field in the middle of

nowhere.

You think he had a run-in with these guys?

I'd bet on it.

Dominic, you know where Airwolf is.

You've got to tell me.

Uh-uh. It could fall into the very worst possible hands.

I can't. I gave String my word.

Right now, there is no String. He's been gone over 30 hours.

That's why that chopper is just sitting out there in the middle of nowhere.

How do I know this isn't some kind of fancy scam to get me to tell you where

Airwolf is? Because it doesn't make any sense.

You know what arrangements we have with Hawk. We're on his side.

Yeah, that was yesterday.

Well, what about today?

You people have a funny way of changing sides to suit your needs, you know. I

resent that.

Oh? Mirella, Mirella.

Dominic, we're not just talking about Airwolf.

We're talking about Hawk's life.

You've got to trust me.

I don't.

No.

I don't.

Dominic!

I'm not with them, whoever they are.

Maybe.

But Sinjin is. That doesn't make any sense.

Unless... Unless what?

Good morning.

Who are they?

My brother, Sinjin.

Which one?

What?

Which one is your brother, Sinjin? There are two photos.

That's Sinjin.

Oh, no, these are two different men.

There never was a crash.

They just wanted me to think so.

Cynthia's not back.

What is it? Brainwashing? Something like that?

Something like that.

I told them exactly what they wanted me to tell them. What did you tell them?

The location of a very important piece of military hardware. Are they spies?

I mean, do you work for the government or something?

Nothing that patriotic. Hawk here, he works for himself.

Himself in the firm I should say right brother dear

Let's go

All

right

brother why not live a little longer

If you wanted me dead, I'd already be there.

There is a bonus if we get you to Libya alive.

I should have died in that copter crash.

There was no crash.

The helicopter was pre-rigged with a radio control device and landed

beautifully by McGregor.

What made me pass out?

The photograph I gave you was soaked in a chemical.

Nasty chemical enters the bloodstream right through the skin.

I was wearing gloves, remember?

She's not part of this.

Don't you let her go.

I don't think so.

She might prove too valuable.

That's not gonna work. You might as well relax.

For you, Dean, it didn't.

Why Libya?

I vacationed there once.

You vacationed in Libya?

I think we're going on stop.

No, we gotta stop over in Cuba. Maybe Nicaragua.

I hope it's Cuba.

I always wanted a Caribbean vacationer.

Do you do things like this every day?

There. There it is.

Is that smooth enough for you to sit down?

I should think so, yes.

Brace yourselves.

How'd you like to be untied, string fella?

In exchange for what? A little flying?

Just five minutes worth?

I don't think so.

You can't shoot me.

No one else can get Airwolf out of the lair.

You're right, Hawk.

We wouldn't shoot you.

Bloody awesome, yeah

That's what they were after?

All this for a lousy helicopter?

Yeah.

15 minutes to the Gulf.

Three more and we're 12 miles out.

The escort will join us there.

Fantastic.

Relax, brother.

Why don't you let me lose my straps?

I can't go anywhere now.

Then she won't need her arms free, will she?

Uh, how about you, Frida?

You want to be a little sympathetic?

You could go back into yours.

Not likely. Don't move, or the next word you say could be goodbye.

Time to call up the escort.

So,

I didn't know what to do.

So I flew out to the valley and hit an air wolf, and I waited.

How long are you going to wait?

As long as it took.

Now what?

Well, looks like we're going to miss our Mediterranean vacation.

It is the tourist season.

Damn it, we did it.

Rear cargo doors. Could be trouble.

Go take a look.

Release the drag chute.

Engage both engines. Both at once? Now.

Cut the chute away.

Open it to gear set.

We have some nicks in our tail.

Pop a sunburst.

Thank you.

Stop!

Let's go home.

You don't have a home of your own?

Of course we do.

And offices in a half dozen locations.

Well, how come you're always here?

You flew in with Dom.

Didn't he tell you that we found your helicopter in the desert?

Yeah.

Well?

Well, what?

Well, what happened? Did the Swats Creek grab you? Did they get Airwolf? I mean,

is it safe?

Are you still in the country?

I don't know.

Yes, no, and in that order.

Good.

How'd you get away?

He dumped his helicopter out of the back of a cargo plane.

You had a civilian with you?

I'm no civilian. I'm a nurse.

Susan helped me escape.

So she knows where Airwolf is hidden?

Is that what you call his helicopter?

We didn't tell her the name.

We thought we'd keep that from her.

So she knows where it is?

Sort of.

Sort of?

Should I tell him?

I don't think so.

You're right, String.

Michael's such a blabbermouth.

This isn't humorous.

Oh, hey, look, I really don't know. I saw a lot of snow and a lot of scenery,

and it all went by very fast.

Besides, I was asleep when we landed.

Thank God.

Sort of.