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Get Airwolf out of the area and back to its hiding place.

I want to beat you even odds.

Airwolf versus Airwolf. Full-on dogfight.

You're like a couple of gunfighters heading for a showdown. Aren't you

curious to know who's best?

I hope you fly him into the ground.

Turbos. If you can't, we're going to pile him to those walls.

This briefing is from file A56-7W, classified top secret. Subject is

Airwolf, a Mach 1-plus attack helicopter with the most advanced weapon system in

the air today.

It has been hidden somewhere in the western United States by its test pilot,

Stringfellow Hawk.

Hawk has promised to return Airwolf only if we can find his brother, Sinjin, an

MIA in Vietnam.

We suspect that Archangel, deputy director of the agency that built

Airwolf, is secretly helping Hawk in return for Hawk's flying Airwolf on

missions of national concern.

Stringfellow Hawk is 34, a brilliant combat pilot and a recluse since his

brother's disappearance.

His only friend is Dominic Santini, whose air service is the cover for their

government work.

With Hawk and Santini flying as a team at speeds rivaling the fastest jets,

backed by unmatched firepower, Airwolf is too dangerous to be left in

unenlightened hands.

Finding it is your first priority.

We got any signal yet? They can't bend radar around corners, String.

Hang on. We'll climb up where they can see us.

There it is.

Bearing 295.

In that itty-bitty canyon, I'll bet.

Weapons to combat mode.

Combat mode.

Your votes.

String that canyon ain't wide enough for a couple of burros to walk side by side.

We'll make it if they get those burros out of our way.

the bullseye. All right, let's climb out of it.

Tom, she's feeling awful mushy.

Canyon wall's coming up.

This thing's lost all of its delicacy.

I gotta muscle it. You can't. We're gonna pile into those walls.

Can't. Hell, we gotta try.

St. Peter, I presume?

Sorry, just your run-of-the-mill archangel.

Oh,

great jumping.

Gee, how's that?

So what's your appraisal, Mr. Santini? Are you kidding?

Oh, man, that's amazing.

I forgot it was a game.

It's not a game. It's a simulation.

But we're pleased you find it so realistic.

Yeah, you just sit in there. You swear it's the real thing.

Well, not quite.

The stick's way too loose.

And there's too much yaw. A real airwolf would have made it.

Well, maybe next time when you're more familiar with it. There won't be a next

time.

I came and I flew this overgrown video machine like you asked.

I told you what's wrong with it. Now I'm going home.

Simulation is now complete.

All banks show recycle load.

I'll be outside when you're ready to fly us back to the cabin.

Oh, Dr.

Winchester has a report he'd like you to fill out.

I forgot my pen.

Well, I'd sure like to know how you do it.

Well, come with me.

All right.

His reaction was unexpected and totally uncalled for.

He claims it didn't fly like Airwolf.

Well, I'm not saying it's perfect, Archangel.

It's only phase one.

Base 2 requires Airwolf and Hawk.

You must deliver him.

I agree.

The simulation is controlled from the main terminal and several smaller

terminals. We installed this large screen so visitors could view the action

more easily.

Ah.

You could see what was happening in there?

Oh, yes.

And I must confess that when Airwolf crashed, I felt a little shiver.

Hmm. I didn't know you cared.

We know what Airwolf looks like, of course. And we have a pretty clear idea

of its capabilities, even the classified ones.

It's just a matter of putting performance and appearance together in a

given scenario at computer speed.

The graphics computers were making even three years ago were cave drawings

compared to these.

What about other aircraft?

Oh, we have quite a library. How about a Hughes 500?

Meeting its fate.

Very impressive.

Well worth the firm's investment.

I want to tell you, you put some G-forces in that simulator and nobody

will be able to tell the difference.

I could.

Flying is flying and games are games.

That's not very helpful.

Could you put a percentage on how realistic you thought it was?

Not exactly a perfect ten.

Dr. Winchester would be the first to admit that. That's exactly why he needs

your participation.

And that's another thing. How come Robert Winchester's in this program?

He's a pilot, not a scientist.

It is possible to be both.

Well, Winchester was one of the original bunch of airwolf pilots.

Back when you were going to make a fleet.

His computer skills made him more valuable on the ground.

Well, I heard he washed out.

He was great in instruments, but had no natural ability.

Now, you're supposed to teach me to fly Airwolf?

Well, that's not what they're saying, String.

No one can fly Airwolf the way you do, and that's the problem. We have no

backup and no way to train them.

What happens if you go for a hike one day and don't come back? What happens

ten years from now when your flying skills begin to erode?

With Winchester's equipment, we can get a computer-perfect profile, not only of

Airwolf, but of how Stringfellow Hawk in his prime flies Airwolf.

Some of the Major League Baseball teams are using similar techniques to profile

the perfect swing.

I read about that. Pete Rose will live forever.

I'm not going to take Airwolf any place a firm can get its hands on it.

Each night you can fly it away to any hiding place you choose.

Here, I'll think about it.

No matter how many times I see her, she still takes my breath away.

Yeah.

How much food we got?

About five days' worth.

Hey, if we run short, we can always sit down in the parking lot of the local

market, you know.

You're looking forward to this, aren't you?

Well, yes, I am.

If we can help the next generation, why not?

You're telling me you're doing this for the next generation?

Hey, you get to be my age, Sonny.

You'll see that it's important to leave something behind.

Yeah, you and Pete Rose are gonna live forever, huh?

Ah, come on. Nobody lives forever.

It's just that... Well, I just love the idea, that's all.

Hey, 20 or 30 years from now, when you're sitting on that cabin porch of

yours, and I'm flying charter for you-know-who,

Some pilot will be sitting in that simulator.

They'll be flying combat against you and me.

We'll be kicking their butts.

Hey, they'll be chasing our smoke all over the sky.

And they'll be saying, who the hell are these guys, Hawk and Santini?

Yeah, if I don't stuff this big bird in the ground first.

Oh, come on, don't worry about that.

It was just a fluke.

I guess every pilot goes through it.

Seems like when you hit the backside, you start to lose your reflexes.

Yeah.

Maybe this thing came along at just the right time.

Uh-huh.

Yeah, but listen, you ain't on your backside yet.

Not by a long shot. Now, come on. Give me a hand with the rest of these

groceries.

Target is destroyed. You have 30 seconds to get out of the canyon.

25 seconds.

20 seconds.

15 seconds.

10 seconds. 9, 8, 7, 6, 5...

Pull up! Pull up!

You did it! Hawk crashed to be... You did it!

Yeah.

Yeah, I pulled it out.

You are the best, Robert. You are. You really are.

That's it?

Not exactly downtown USA, is it?

The telemetry pod will record your position, speed, and so on anywhere on

the range.

I'm not going to be responsible if the thing tears off at Mach 1.

Oh, it'll stay on all right.

We've hooked them up to F-15s and pushed to Mach 3. No problem.

You got any F-15s out here today?

No. No, not today.

We have to work our way up the ladder, you know?

Have to see our wolf crawl before she can run.

More demanding torture test engineered like no other airwolf in the world.

Let's do it again Fine

movements are just as important as the high-speed ones mr.

Hawk.

Thank you for your help doing fine

Very good, Airwolf.

Now, let's see if you're as good against a moving target.

That's the way it is in combat, Winchester.

Things move.

Of course, you won't be using live ammunition this time.

Machines can tell if you hit or miss.

Missed? Mister, you do got a lot to learn about Airwolf.

Well,

how'd I do?

We'll tally up at the end of the day, Mr. Hawk.

Beautiful.

She's better appreciated from a distance, Michael.

I'm a man of my word.

You're helping us, and I appreciate it. I've doubled security at the perimeter.

You're safer sleeping here than out in the middle of nowhere.

I like nowhere.

Especially the middle section.

An excellent day, Mr. Hawk.

Excellent.

We have an almost perfect readout of Airwolf against ground targets.

What do you mean, almost perfect?

Well, 100% would be perfect. You've got 87.

87? Well, you missed a couple. Surely you know that.

We didn't miss.

Each pass looked right on the money to me, Doc.

You were sitting in the back, Mr. Santini.

The computer had the best seat in the house.

It was wrong.

The machine has no reason to lie, Mr. Hawk.

Unlike the pilot.

Come on, Don.

If I say something, you won't get teed off, will you?

But sometimes I just don't understand you, String.

And before, you used to talk about how stupid and artificial this thing is.

But when it gives you less than a perfect score, you act like you lost a

war or something.

Hey, lighten up on yourself, will you?

We hit those targets ten for ten.

Yeah, sure looked that way to me, too.

But so what if the computer has a few bugs in it? Don't take it so personally.

Well, Winchester sure is.

He's really enjoying cracking the whip and making me jump through those hoops.

How well do you know that guy?

I said hello to him in the flight line, crossed the room at parties. He was

closer to Moffat than anybody.

Moffat? The guy who invented Airwolf?

Yeah.

They sort of spoke the same language.

Well, it won't hurt us none to play train pony for a couple of more days.

Yeah.

Yeah, I guess not.

Besides, it's nice to be outside of the city for a while, huh?

Listen.

What kind of a lame coyote is that?

Lame? I suppose you can do better.

That's the kind that paints his own fingernails. You calling my coyote a

sissy?

really feeling your oats tonight. Well, why not?

Just a couple of days. You won't need another couple of days.

Hawk's madder than sin now.

Didn't you see his face?

I saw it. He won't be able to resist the challenge.

Another bad score.

He'll be ready for anything.

What was his real score today?

Perfect.

It's nearly impossible to miss a ground target from Airwolf.

Yeah, but air to air, that's something else, right?

Exactly.

Thanks.

How they could pass up a superb mind like yours in favor of some rudder

jockey like Hawk is beyond me.

Yeah, well, that's the way it is.

What a person knows, what a person can do, make, create.

Hey, forget all that.

It all goes by the board when the kid with the great right arm shows up.

Natural talent.

And Hawk was always that kid, wasn't he?

Yeah.

I hope you fly him into the ground.

You know, I never could have done any of this if it wasn't for you.

Don't be ridiculous.

You designed the simulator.

Yeah.

But without your encouragement, I never would have got this close to taking Hawk

on.

I love you.

I'm sorry.

You better run cold water on that right away.

Cold water? Mm-hmm. The men's room.

Go on.

That was fortuitous. No.

I spilled it.

What is your progress?

If all goes well, the machine will be in your hands tomorrow.

I'll contact you with the details.

But Airwolf must have defenses against theft.

Which I will neutralize.

Once we have access to the onboard computer, there will be no problem.

Your control over Winchester seems good.

It is absolute.

He thinks this is all designed to provide a moment of truth between him

and Stringfellow Hawk.

He knows nothing of the larger plan.

Such a brilliant and inventive mind to be swayed by the most basic passions,

jealousy and lust.

The machines get smarter.

Men never change.

Rocket fire, rocket fire.

How am I doing, Tish?

We don't analyze maneuvers one at a time, Mr. Hawk.

Your next run... Hey, you tell me if that was a hit or a miss or I'm

vectoring out of here right now.

You missed it.

Winchester, I want to talk to you right now.

Alone.

That bird was square on line with the target box.

Maybe you clutched at the last minute.

I didn't clutch.

Look, Hawk, it's not my fault you keep missing the targets. We recalibrated

this morning. The machine is perfect. The machine is screwed up.

I've had Airwolf in combat. I know her. You don't.

I know her.

Then why aren't you flying her instead of throwing the clay pigeons?

Bureaucratic stupidity.

It's too bad they didn't make two of them.

I can simulate, too.

Airwolf versus airwolf.

Full-on dogfight.

And you're pushing the buttons.

No tricks.

I want to beat you even odds.

Come on, String. Let's forget the whole thing and go home. It's not a game

anymore.

You're like a couple of gunfighters heading for a showdown.

Besides, I don't like anybody messing around with these electronics.

Aren't you curious to know who's best?

I never lost so much as a fingernail flying with you.

That's good enough for me.

There's the lab.

How many heat sources have you got?

Just two.

Outside.

It's here.

We're on our way.

This is the prototype of the laser frame.

We've kept it in storage just in case.

We're just the same as the other one. How do I know that?

Well, we can trade ships if you want.

No, thanks.

You can't see the lasers now, but once you get inside with the frosted glass,

the program will appear.

You see what I mean? This is exactly what I was worried about.

How do we know what's happening in there?

All done.

Ready? Test.

Put him in the canyon doing 100 knots.

You got it.

Does it feel seem okay?

I want it mushy, do we?

Set him back down.

He's on the ground.

Let's go.

After you.

How much further?

Beyond the perimeter fence, one mile.

Is that the best you can do, Hawk?

You can't lose me that easy, Hawk.

I'm not trying to lose you.

I'm just giving you a flying lesson.

What is it?

Perimeter alarm.

Security's been breached.

Get the doors open.

What's going on, Dom?

I got a firefight two clicks east.

Let's go have a look.

And a wonderful time was had by all.

The funds for this project did not include an allocation for self

-indulgence, Mr. Hawk.

Dr. Winchester.

This was totally uncalled for and very nearly tragic.

Fortunately, my beefed-up security prevented the evening from ending on a

sour note, such as Airwolf in the hands of criminals.

Is that what they were?

I was hopeful you...

could tell us who they were.

I don't know. Only the four of you knew that Airwolf would be here last night.

This is a large laboratory complex.

I'm sure there are other projects around here someone might like to steal. This

project is officially shut down.

You can't. I am.

What's more, you and Miss Norris are under house arrest in this lab until I

can straighten this out.

You can't do that.

What gives you the right? How does national security sound to you?

What about Domini?

I'd like nothing better than to have you both safely back wherever you hide,

Airwolf. Well, I never thought I'd hear you say that.

However, you two are the only ones who got a look at the assault team. I may

need you.

We'll be in the neighborhood.

Archangel is basically a pretty fair man.

When he clears you, you'll be back in business.

What makes you so sure I'm innocent?

I saw you when the alarm went off.

Save Airwolf, that's all you wanted to do.

Sorry it had to end like that.

Yeah.

It's quite a duel, isn't it?

Do you really think so?

Yeah.

You had me.

You never know.

You're pretty tough.

Hey, tell me the truth, Hop.

Is the simulator anything like the real Airwolf?

Pretty doggone close.

You know, after all this blows over, I'd like to come back for another

demonstration. It's a hell of a machine.

And maybe afterwards we can take a spin in mine.

That's a deal.

What are you watching? I'm not watching.

I'm running a blow-by-blow analysis.

I still think you're as good as he is.

Oh, come on, honey.

You saw that last maneuver?

He got me.

He's a superb pilot.

The only thing he's got on you is experience.

If you knew his bag of tricks, you would have won.

What am I supposed to do, read his mind?

Not his mind.

The mind of the machine.

What do you mean? I noticed when we were hooking up for the simulation that

Airwolf has a rather extensive memory.

When it goes into a combat mode, the memory clicks on.

Of course.

A complete record of every air combat Airwolf has ever been in. Right in

there. Waiting to be studied. I don't think they know it has this capability.

It'll be fascinating to look at.

I placed an interface in the central processor and tied it to Airwolf's SSB.

You did?

Let's try it.

Uh-huh.

Hulk's been having adventures that should have been yours.

Aren't you just a little curious?

Dynamic field data procedures in use.

Look at those tanks.

They look Russian made.

What's wrong?

Nothing. I was just thinking of something Dr. Moffat said.

Who's Moffat?

The designer of Airwolf.

He's dead now.

We were at a party one night.

He got this funny grin on his face. He said, Robert, Airwolf is very much

a living thing.

More than you can imagine.

What did he mean?

You understand?

God.

Inside its computer, Airwolf contains its own design.

Just like a living creature.

Complete information as to how to recreate itself.

Fantastic.

We have to copy this out.

I'll transfer it.

Well, wait a minute.

Maybe we shouldn't.

Robert, think a minute.

Deliver this to Archangel, he'll forgive everything.

And when he builds a new airwolf, he'll need someone to fly it.

Yeah.

Attention.

Maintenance team to building five.

Maintenance team to building five.

Escape plan south.

Special equipment, 1,600 hours.

End. Yes. Standard route, drop site to Mexico City and home.

End.

Is it ready? Will it take their tapes?

Yes, sir.

Ah, string.

I am dreaming sweet daydreams of cool, dry air at... 30,000

feet.

Oh, Michael, I'll be calling soon.

Now he can hear radio waves coming in, too.

Fruit juice?

No, thanks.

Hey!

This is the life.

I haven't had any luck trying to find the men who breached the perimeter the

other night.

Thought maybe one of these faces would ring a bell.

That's one of them right there. Sure is. The leader.

Alexei Provov.

Russian? Just like caviar from fish.

Top Soviet agent. He's the one who stole our swing-wing technology.

Ruthless. Can fly anything.

Which means they're definitely after Airwolf here tonight.

Which means one of our two friends in the lab is in league with him.

I just can't believe that Robert Winchester turned over.

We better get back there.

Right. The main thing is for you to get Airwolf out of the area and back to its

hiding place.

With pleasure. Come on, kid.

All I'm asking is give him the benefit of the doubt.

Innocent until proven guilty.

We tried traitors the same way we tried pickpockets.

Alert! Alert!

Security breach. Sector 11B.

We better hide the tapes.

No, Robert, I'm taking them with me. What? Where?

I want you to come to.

To my country.

With these, our engineers can... You used me.

Robert,

please, stop!

You didn't have to shoot him.

Did we need him?

No, it's not like you to be sentimental, Gloriana Shall

we go?

I can take out the limo.

In 20 minutes, we'll be in Mexican airspace.

There is Airwolf.

Don't worry about Airwolf.

Agents. I know what they get.

Designs for Airwolf.

Every detail.

They plan to build another one.

Hawk.

tapes on airwolf winchester's been shot can you help me i'm on my way

heading south.

How's Robert?

Not great.

Somebody's gonna pay for that.

Here he comes.

control their computer why not just scramble their radar and let us get away

because if we destroy them ours will be the only airwolf

he's slowing down

here he comes

airwolf to unidentified helicopter

you are ordered to land

Where'd he go?

Staying up with us.

He must have that chopper souped up. You want turbos?

No, let's see how hot a pilot he is.

We'll play this one out even.

this guy.

It's like trying to run from your own shadow.

The instant he moves his controls, his computer tells ours and we match it.

Based on his usual patterns, he'll turn and come back.

Here.

Fire.

You nearly got us with that rocket. When are we going to start shooting back,

String?

Weapons to combat modes.

Negative function combat mode.

Guns? Negative.

ADF rockets?

They won't deploy.

Then give me the turbos.

Somebody pulled our teeth.

We got nothing going for us, String. Can we deploy the guns manually? I could

try.

Look out, rocket coming in.

Tell Hawk.

Fly cold.

Airwolf, Archangel here.

Dr. Winchester says fly cold.

Cold? Pull the plug back here, Dom. They're into our electronics.

Everything? Every last microchip.

It's Orville and Wilbur time.

Already got an ambulance chopper coming. What could be faster than Airwolf?

Have

I

got full power?

Full power?

You want, uh, turbos?

I don't think so.

Might hurt him.

You got it.

All yours.

I got it.

He's lying.