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I'm going to take you hunting.

Next, on Airwolf.

I want to see that prisoner.

You go sticking your butt in where it's not wanted and it's going to get kicked.

It's a UFO.

It was alien, Sheriff.

Look, you've got to help me.

I'm not busting anybody out of jail.

Come on, out the back.

Thank you.

County 1, this is Hilo Papa 5, following from above, do you need assistance?

County 1, this is

Hilo Papa 5, do you read?

Day of counting down, he doesn't even know when he needs it.

County wall, break it off, break it off, there's a ravine ahead he'll never see

it in time.

That's right.

This is Sheriff Bogan.

I'll be returning this boy to county jail for medical attention.

I don't think you understand, Sheriff. I can have him to the hospital, for you

can have him to the highway. Over.

I understand I'm the Sheriff of Polk County, and you're a flying meter maid.

Over.

Unless you want me to shoot this escaping prisoner, I'd back that

dustbuster off.

Would you get that string?

Yeah. Would you get the phone, please?

By the time I get there, it'll stop ringing.

Humor me.

It'll probably stop ringing just about the time I get within.

Ten feet.

Okay, so you were right.

Well, now what are you doing?

Well, it rang so long it must be important.

They'll probably call back just in case they misdial.

Santini Air.

I have a collect call for a Stringfellow Hawk from a James Plank. Will you accept

the charges?

Sure.

Jimmy, where the hell are you?

Outside of Hondo, Texas. Only I ain't Jimmy.

I'm sort of a pal.

Sort of? Yeah, well, me and Jimmy were doing time together in the county judge.

Well, what do you do this time?

Hey, cut across some local ponderosa on his dirt bike.

They don't like that in Texas.

Well, where do I send the bail money?

Oh, heck, partner, you don't need no bail. We busted out this morning.

Jim. That place is a hellhole.

The sheriff's a mean dude.

Jimmy's running from Mexico on his bike, and I caught myself riding with a

gorgeous blonde in a Mercedes.

Oh, man, it's a hitter's dream come true.

Anyway, old Jimmy, he told me to give you a call in case he couldn't. You

heard from him?

No. Man, guess there ain't no phone booths out in the desert, huh?

Gotta go.

Hey, wait a minute. I ain't got it. My ride's waiting. Well, what jail did you

bust out of?

Polk County, Texas.

Why do I get the feeling that that call was collect?

Because it was.

Remember me telling you about Jimmy Blake?

No.

Air cab, you pulled me out of Indian territory when I went down one time.

He's in trouble in Texas.

What kind of trouble?

Some sort of trespassing violation.

Oh? Problem is, he busted out of jail.

Oh?

Yeah, he's heading for Mexico, and... Wants you to pull him out of Indian

territory?

Yeah. Uh-huh.

Well, let me point out one thing to your string. You don't bust out of jail for

trespassing, and Texas ain't Vietnam.

Maybe Jimmy just doesn't see it that way.

How are you going to find a guy who's running for the border?

Oh, no.

Oh, no. I kind of liked it around here for the last two months.

Nobody in white suits bugging us.

Nobody in jets buzzing us. Nobody shooting at us.

Nothing more exciting than just the usual routine in-flight emergency.

Kinda like to fly helicopters the old-fashioned way, like God intended.

You through?

Yeah. I just had to get it off my chest.

Hey, you gotta admit one thing.

He sure gets your heart to pumping.

Huh?

Sure does.

Did you miss me, sweetheart?

Huh?

Dom, it's only a machine.

Hey, she's got feelings.

Ain't she, baby?

Temperature's dropping.

It's just vinegar hydraulics.

Sure, String.

Sure.

There you are.

Ready? Ready.

Pretty much doesn't seem to have bothered her. All systems are in the

green. What are we waiting for?

Oh, I was hoping you'd say that.

What was that one?

Cheetah.

$10,000.

Ocelot.

$15,000.

Sure would like to shoot me an ocelot.

Well, that's why I'm in the business, isn't it?

There's old Sam.

First big cat I ever brought back from Africa.

He's been the boss man of this range for ten years.

Anybody ever shoot him?

Shot at him.

Some say they shot him good, too.

Nobody ever brought that old boy down, though.

How much?

$50,000.

Sure would be worth it.

Houston, I'd sell my soul for a good hunt.

What do you got?

Not much. We're still 100 miles out.

According to the computer, the town has less than 200 people, only four major

structures, two seem to be gas stations.

One's got to be the county jail and the other's probably a bar.

It'll be just another West Texas cow town if it wasn't for that fence.

Fence? Snap your electromagnetic sensors on, will you?

What is it?

Electrified fence.

A big one. 5,000 volts. It runs at least 50 miles in and out of that town.

Government installation?

Not according to the chart.

What are we going to do?

Send me down outside of town.

I'll find out what I can about your escape.

And what do I do?

Twiddle my thumbs, uh, hiding out behind that big fence somewhere?

So what are you afraid of? It's just to keep people out.

Yeah?

What if it's to keep something in?

Okay, if it is, what do you want now?

I'm going to be your homeboy.

Get Barry to tap you. Get Barry to tap you.

There.

Good, thank you, sugar.

This is going to run the whole table.

See that?

Ooh, look at this.

Excuse me.

Now, why would I want to do that, little lady?

Because if you don't, I'm going to take you off at the knees.

Oh, you are, are you?

Back off, Buck.

Good day, Sheriff.

Thank you.

I'm Deputy Caitlin O'Shaughnessy.

Texas Highway Patrol.

Aerial Division.

I'm the flying meter maid, as you put it.

May I sit down? No.

I was over to your lockup to see that prisoner you ran down today. Your deputy

said I'd have to get your permission.

That's right.

Well, I would like to see him, please.

No.

That man was hurt.

Now, I don't give a damn what he did or was wanted for. He needed immediate

medical attention, and he didn't get it because you buffaloed me out of doing my

job. You're not going to do it again, Sheriff. I want to see that prisoner.

Meet her, maid.

You go sticking your butt in where it's not wanted and it's going to get kicked,

no matter how cute it is.

Okay, Sheriff.

Looks like we'll do this the hard way.

Sheriff Logan, you're a geek.

Okay.

We'll see how cool you are when I come back with the court order from Judge

Blackmore.

Yeah, try that when I'm on duty.

It's gonna cost you 200 bucks.

You looking for me, sweet britches?

I'm a deputy with the Texas Highway Patrol.

Well, what you gonna do, sweet britches?

Write us up a parking ticket?

Don't be stupid. Now, we can forget about this right now, but if you lay a

hand on me... Then what?

That was the biggest mistake of your life.

Get her car, Billy.

Tie her down.

I said let her go.

Let her go!

I'd call it a

night,

boys.

UFO. That's what it was, Chef. A UFO.

It weren't no UFO. It was a chopper. You ever see a chopper big enough to blow

over a pickup?

It was alien, Chef.

Damn it, Billy. It was a chopper.

Probably one of them secret military jobs out of Fort Hood.

What's the matter with you boys, Billy?

Uh, she, uh, she chopped me in the throat and I wasn't looking.

You wasn't looking.

At least she didn't dropkick me.

You wouldn't be trying to fill me a bucket of hogwash, would you? Because

you rolled your pickup trying to run that meter maid down.

Sheriff, if I'm lying, I'm dying. I know Chopper.

What's going on, boy?

It's UFOs, Mr. Houston. There's aliens in them.

It was a chopper.

What's wrong with your throat, Billy?

Um, Mr. Houston.

Do you think a chopper could knock over my pickup?

J.J., what you been giving these boys?

Too much drinking money.

Sheriff, we're telling you the truth, and that's the gospel.

I am.

That's the gospel, Sheriff.

I know these boys don't have the brains of a dead armadillo between them.

Something's got them spooked.

Whatever it is, I'll handle it.

You always have, haven't you?

Can't help you.

What about that hitchhiker and that biker? They busted out this morning.

I hear that, J.J.

This boy's going to pay us $100,000 for a special hunt.

You got any ID, boy?

Why, did I do something?

It got stolen with my car outside of El Paso.

How'd you get here?

I hitched. Got money?

I got enough for this beer.

How about something to eat?

No thanks.

County's buying.

I'm no vagrant, Sheriff.

You are in Pope County, boy.

Does that mean I can't take my beer?

Get you and your

boots on my desk again, Bobby.

And your mama's gonna be wearing black.

Yes, sir.

Have a seat, boy.

Listen, Sheriff, you... Name?

James Blake.

Hey, Sheriff.

That's the same name as that biker.

Trying to be funny, boy?

No, sir.

That's my name.

Why, did somebody come through using my ID?

Yeah. A bike.

Still here?

No, he escaped yesterday. Took out of here on that big bike. Bobby!

You know what I think, boy.

No, sir.

You're a smart mouth.

Up to something.

Sheriff, my car and my ID were stolen in El Paso a couple days ago.

I'm getting too old for this.

You bake all day and freeze all night.

What does String think I am anyway?

A machine?

Oh, sorry, honey. No offense.

But you, you were made for all that adventure in the sky.

Blasting all over the place.

Blowing over pickup trucks.

Yeah,

that's all right for stringing you.

When you get to be my age, you kind of like to know what's going to happen in

advance, you know?

And not be surprised every time you turn around.

Jumpin' jackrabbits!

Sheriff Bogan ain't gonna like a lot of things.

I take it he isn't here?

Nope.

Fine, you'll do.

These are four John Doe warrants for the rest of those local yokels who tried to

kidnap me last night.

Huh? Huh, yeah, I know.

You don't know nothing about it.

This is from Judge Blackmore in San Antone.

It orders you to produce that prisoner I saw Sheriff Bogan run to the ground

yesterday out north at the African Hunt Club Ranch.

The biker?

If that's what you call him.

Well, he got away.

You are trying my patience, Deputy.

I'm telling you, he ain't here.

Not here, huh?

Well, that ain't the biker you're looking for. That's James Blake.

That was the biker's name, too, but he stole this guy's ID in El Paso.

You're not him.

Are you looking for James Blake? If that's the biker, I saw Sheriff Bogan

run to the ground yesterday, yes.

Sheriff said he got away.

I sure would like a word with you, miss.

Deputy.

Caitlin.

I'm Stringfellow Hawk.

You lied to the sheriff?

Yeah.

I sure did.

I still need to talk to you.

I'm listening.

I'm getting Sheriff Bogan.

You do that, Deputy.

All right, Mr. Hawk.

What have you got to say?

Nice kitty.

Why don't you go lay down in the shade somewhere, huh?

It's got to be hot out there in the sun.

It's hot out in the sun.

I can't run the air conditioner because I'll run down the batteries.

And if I run down the batteries, I can't start the... Yeah, you don't care, do

you? Of course you don't care.

Oh, sure. Go on. Go on. Go ahead. Lay down.

That's it. Go on. Take over.

Sure. Call a few of your...

Look, you've got to help me. If Jimmy is alive, I may be his only chance.

How are you going to find him?

Well, I kind of think like him.

I'd probably start where you saw him last.

I'm going to nail Sheriff Fogan's butt on a couple accounts, including the

murder of your friend if he did that. But I'm not busting anybody out of jail.

You're her.

What?

Well, you kind of look like a lady I met recently.

Listen, if you won't get me out, at least let me make a phone call to a

friend who will.

What? Sheriff Fogan didn't let you make a phone call?

Does it look like it?

No.

You try anything, Catboy.

I'm gonna make what he did to you look like love taps.

I know.

Get up and get out of here, will you? I don't want to have to shoot you.

And take them with you.

Well, it's about time.

Yeah, I got myself in a bit of a problem.

So did I.

I need you to get me out of the Pope County Jail just as soon as you can take

off.

Just as soon as I can get the camouflage net off.

Great.

There's only one thing.

Say again?

You heard me straight.

I'm surrounded in here in this cockpit by a bunch of lions.

There must be at least six or seven of them.

Lions? Is your friend happening on the ranch?

Yeah, sort of.

You know, anybody who hunts those beautiful cats ought to be hunted

themselves.

Dom, Sheriff's here. You're gonna have to bring your sweetheart if you want to

get me now.

A prisoner's entitled to a free phone call, Sheriff. One more word, meter

maid, and you're dead.

Don't threaten me, Sheriff. I won't... Caitlin!

Boy just saved your life.

For now.

Lock her up, Bobby.

Yes, sir.

But, Sheriff... You lied to me, boy.

You killed Jimmy, didn't you? Deader than hell.

I suppose that means you're gonna kill me now? Can't afford to kill you, boy.

I'm gonna take you hunting.

It's got about 80,000 acres of hiding out there.

Of course, most of it's open desert.

Not much like Vietnam, huh?

No, sir.

Sure wish I could have made that one Why didn't you my mother was an

invalid and I had to take care of Hey,

I got something I Wouldn't be holding down

on JJ when he pulls up here

You need your right hand, boy.

You swear to uphold the laws of Texas and Pope County?

Yes, sir.

You're now an official deputy.

I got a prisoner loose out.

You can lower your hand, boy.

I got an escaped prisoner out there.

Go get him.

Yes, sir.

ever going to find him.

He'll run the arroyos and keep out of sight.

We'll cut his tracks in one of them.

After that, he's dead meat.

Yeah, dead meat.

Bingo!

She sure is feisty, Sheriff. Been threatening to bring in everybody from

the Governor to the National Guard.

Buck's at the rack.

Tell him to bring the boys over.

They'll take the feistiness out of her.

Do you have to do that, Sheriff?

You got a good pack of hounds, Bobby.

You gotta give them a little meeting out, man.

Yes, sir.

Just sit there, man. Take your shot.

I taught you how to shoot your mother.

He's just around the next bend. I'll get him this time. Shut up.

What's that?

I'll be home.

Thank you.

Yeah, you would break your neck.

Damn.

You know, I still don't believe it.

It worked, didn't it?

I got the net off and they let you walk right between them.

Yeah, but to what?

I don't want to hear any more about it.

ETA in three minutes.

He's a chopper pilot, huh?

Yeah, for the Texas Highway Patrol, no less.

What's her name?

Sweet Bridges.

Get her, Buck. Yeah, I will.

I will.

Come on!

What you afraid of?

Well, if you're so anxious, why don't you come get her?

Well,

that's twice, sweet britches.

But you ain't getting no third time.

Give me chain guns, one and two.

Chain guns, one and two.

Sam, it's the aliens. They come back for him.

All right, Sheriff.

Aliens. I told you it was a chopper.

I'm going to make this real easy, even for you.

You got 30 seconds to send out the girl.

Get her out, Bobby.

Yes, sir.

Can't let her go, Sheriff. She can get an identifier.

I didn't say we were going to let her go. Let's get the guns.

I ain't going to hurt you.

They were wrong doing what they did, and I don't want no part of it. Now, come

on, out the back.

Hey, Strick, two people going out the back.

There she is.

I hope he's letting her go.

Sarah!

Don't make me do it.

Strangle Hawk?

She knows you?

She's guessing.

Who's that?

Well, whoever you are, thanks.

You just blew up the Polk County Jail, the sheriff, and half the cowboys in

town.

To save you.

Who said that?

I ain't tellin'. Well, whoever or whatever you are, a hearing's gotta be

held, and you've gotta answer some questions.

For what?

Cause that's the law.

We'll see you around, kid.

White!

God in heaven.

Stringfella Hawk.

Shouldn't be too hard finding a man with a name like that.

She is kind of cute, huh, String?

Cute? She's a kid.

I didn't know the Texas Highway Patrol let kids fly their choppers.

But you know what they say.

What?

They always get their man.

That's the Canadian Mounties.

Same principle.

Oh, there's a yellow rose in Texas that I am going to see.

Nobody else could miss her, not half as much as me.

Oh!

She cried so when I left her, it liked to make me cry.

And if I ever find her, we never more.