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My name is Cotton, after things that grow and bloom.
Next, on Airwolf.
Those kids are nothing but slaves. Not slaves, Dom.
Disciples. He must die a warrior's death.
Please tell me what's going on here.
I can't.
Watch out!
You're a phony. Shut up.
You're better just a plain lunatic.
Shut up!
You know, it's funny.
I wonder what John would be thinking if he knew I was taking this Congressional
Medal of Honor to his brother, his Draft Dodger brother.
It was that kind of a war.
You still gonna go looking for that Billy Fargo?
I've got it, Dom.
I went to John.
I'd like to head up there tomorrow.
You think you could spare me?
Sure.
Kids. Excuse me.
Boss around?
That's me, sir.
You run this place?
Yes, sir.
Can I help you?
I'm trying to find a...
A fella called Billy Fargo. He lives at 4434 Sierra Drive.
Well, I don't know Mr.
Fargo, but North Sierra Drive's at the stop sign, and you turn left.
You can't miss the place. It's the only house on the block.
Peace, brother.
Peace, brother.
Yes? My name is Springfellow Hawk. I was looking for Billy Fargo.
There's nobody here by that name.
Are you sure?
I'm positive, sir.
Aren't you Wendy Fargo?
John and Billy Fargo's niece?
I'm Cotton, after things that grow and bloom.
Yeah, okay. I see.
Um... Wendy, maybe I could talk to your mother and your father.
They're not here right now. They're visiting in San Francisco.
Okay, Courtney.
Tell me one thing.
Does anybody live in Bodie besides kids?
I'm sorry. I can't talk anymore right now.
I'm looking for Billy Fargo.
And every time I ask about him, all I get is... That he used to live here?
That's right, deputy.
It's true, sir.
Mr. Fargo was a long-time resident of Bodie until he decided to head east.
Connecticut, I believe.
Connecticut or Maine.
It's just a little too late.
Why is it I have so much trouble believing anything that I ever get back
from anybody in this town?
You mind if I use the phone?
Why, that's your service.
What do you mean, flower children?
Let's talk in the 60s. They got beads, flowers in their hair, the Beatles.
Hell no, we won't go. We shall overcome.
Make love, not war, the whole thing. Peace symbols.
Listen, did you find that Billy Fargo yet?
No. Every time I ask about him, he's either not here or he's gone or he's
never been here.
Anyway, but I met this girl the other day.
Dom, I swear, it's his niece.
And she seemed real spaced out, real strange.
I got this gut feeling something's going on here.
Anyway, Dom, give me any information the firm has on Billy Fargo.
Especially about his recent whereabouts.
Anything you can get.
Yeah, sure, okay.
But listen, I hope you're not gonna make a career out of this now because we got
a stunt job starting Friday.
Well, if I'm not back in 18 hours, I better call on the grown-ups.
Okay. Meanwhile, take good care of yourself, will you?
I certainly don't want you coming back here with any beard or sandals.
Excuse me, son.
Is the postmaster in?
No.
Not at the moment, sir.
He usually is, though.
Mr. Evans is very attentive to his duties and whatnot.
Yeah, I'm sure he is.
What's your name?
Oh, Randy, sir.
Do you have a William or Bill Fargo that lives in Bodie?
No. Never heard of him.
I have an address Sorry
Cotton says his name is Stringfellow Hart, Father.
Do you know him, Father?
He was a friend of my brother's in the terrible war.
They fought together in Vietnam.
He's a dangerous man, a warrior, a threat to peace and love.
Lead us, Father. What do we do?
For now, we wait.
But if the man comes back, he must die.
A warrior's death.
And there will be peace.
And love.
And the end to the shedding of blood.
And the pain of violence.
When peace comes. When peace comes.
When brotherhood comes.
When brotherhood comes. Yeah!
Yeah!
There's no question about it, String. The firm is certain that Bodie is still
Billy's address.
There's been no relocation to the Northeast.
And Billy is Wendy's guardian. The age and description match the girl you talk
to. It all fits.
Kate, I just don't get it. The Draftodgers were pardoned years ago. Why
is he playing this hide-and-seek?
And why is that girl denying her identity?
I don't know, but I don't like it. Maybe you ought to come home and let the
military handle this.
Listen, as far as the military's concerned, John Fargo's been dead and
buried.
It's up to me.
Are you planning on being back here tomorrow?
Well, I'm gonna give it one more shot in the morning. If I don't find anything,
I'll head home.
But I got an idea that there's more than meets the eye here in La La Land.
I have connections with the federal government intelligence community.
I happen to know that your uncle Billy resides here, as your name is Wendy
Elizabeth Fargo.
I want you to please tell me what's going on here.
I can't.
My Earth name is Cotton, my birth name is Alicia Louise, and my parents are
vacationing in San Francisco.
Your mother's name is Linda Fargo. She and your father were killed in a traffic
accident. You're being raised here by your uncle, Billy Fargo.
My name is Cotton, after things that grow and bloom.
Okay, Cotton.
You know and I know that's not the truth.
Now I'm going to have to go back to Riverline, and those government
officials are going to ask me a whole lot of questions, and I'm not going to
have the answers.
And that means there's going to be a lot of trouble around here.
I wish it hadn't been that way.
I wish you told me the truth as a friend.
My child.
Father.
Why must I always lie to people?
He didn't seem like a bad man.
He knew our family.
It was hard to lie to him.
I understand, my child.
I understand.
But you know, Cotton, he tried to deceive you into betraying us.
You deceived him instead.
You did well, child of love.
Child of peace, you did well.
I'm afraid you're gonna have to come with us, sir.
What?
You're speeding, sir. This is a dangerous road.
40 miles an hour.
The speed limit is 30, sir. You must have overlooked a sign.
And your taillight seems to be missing, sir.
I'm sure this can all be cleared up in town, peacefully.
Yeah.
Welcome to Brotherhood Village.
I'm Billy Fargo.
You will forgive our method of, shall I say, escort?
You're Billy Fargo?
Funny, I wouldn't have recognized you.
So what's going on around here?
We're building a new society.
We're starting with the children that the old society threw away. It was like
a kind of funny way to do it, going back to the 60s. Those were a time of great
sharing, of great commitment to ideals.
Ideals, huh?
Will you take his cuffs off?
I'm sorry. They said you had something for me?
In my car.
This is the flag from your brother's casket.
It was buried two days ago.
This is his Congressional Medal of Honor.
John was a good friend and a brave man.
I would say more foolish than brave, wouldn't you?
If he would have joined me across that border, he'd still be with me here
today.
Very much. Very good work. Excellent.
You can take a short break.
They are doing well.
Far better than I had expected.
What about Mr. Hawk?
He's where he can't interfere.
Look, be careful.
I've seen his kind before. He's dangerous.
I said he won't interfere.
And if he does?
Trust me to do what must be done.
Our plan involves the death of thousands.
What's one more?
Indeed.
Indeed.
Uh, nobody knows where he's at.
I had the motel manager check his room. The bed hadn't even been slept in.
Dom, he's two hours overdue now. You think he's had trouble?
I'm afraid so.
What do you want to do about it?
Listen, you contact Archangel. See what he can do from this end.
I'm gonna get the lady.
There you are.
You saw my children leave?
Really? What in the hell is going on here?
The birth of a thunder that will shake the world.
They're using those kids for something.
They are my children.
Committed to the task of peace and love.
Peace and love?
In two hours, I will have in my control a force so great that the enemies of
peace will have to listen to me.
Fargo, you're a phony.
You're better just a plain lunatic.
Nobody interested in peace would ever speak of the violence that you're
committed to.
I beg you, it's gutless.
A lot of the guys that went to Canada went because they had real doubts.
The rest were just cowards like you.
There's more involved.
Money, my friend.
Millions.
And millions... I'll tell you the truth. You've spoken. Money.
That's the bottom line, isn't it? And not just for money alone.
It's my brother still a prisoner.
It's the 2,400 others still missing.
Missing in action.
It's the means to find them.
You desecrate your brother's memory with a sick scheme you have.
Yeah, sure, you want money. Money gets you respect, gets you recognition.
Your brother had both those.
Something you'll never have. Chop.
Your brother was a hero. He's a leader of men.
Shut up!
He's chipped, isn't he?
Shut up!
Give me that gun, son, or I'll hand you your daddy's head.
You won't get away.
It's my problem.
Now.
Give it to him.
Open this door.
you
Nice timing, huh?
Keep your scanning audio.
Get these guys off my back, will ya?
You got it, Strick.
Brotherhood Mobile, come in.
This is Brotherhood Mobile.
Trouble. Move with all due speed.
Pete, move with all due speed, or our plans are for nothing.
Roger. We'll comply at once.
You'd better contact Archangel. Fargo's got some kind of a plan to blow up the
world. Roger.
Airwolf to Archangel. Over.
Dominic, have you found Hawk?
I'm here, Michael.
I think we've got big trouble.
How soon can you get up to Bodie?
Oh, I'd say roughly 22 minutes. I'm already en route.
I've already alerted an assault squad stationed in the area. Will we need
them? It couldn't hurt, Michael.
We're on our way to Bodie. We'll notify you of our rendezvous site.
Roger. See you there.
Just get and choose here.
Okay.
Ready? Come on. Just follow after me.
Welcome. Good afternoon.
Good to see you. It's good to see you again. Thank you.
Attention, children. This is Dr. Francis Watkins. He's the president of
AeroSearch International, who has decided to lead us on this very special
tour today.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Shall we?
Well,
let me say, on behalf of AI, we are delighted to have you youngsters here
with us on such a historic occasion.
And we are especially pleased to re-welcome Sabrina Cook, who helped us
establish our data programming system some years ago, and to see that she has
undertaken such a noble effort.
is our launch control room from which we control and monitor by computer
many aerospace vehicles that have helped push back the frontiers of space is
this big machine a computer too sir why this well yes it is young lady that's a
very good question what you are looking at here is the main console in the
andromeda 5000 series it's a computer that's so sophisticated It can hear an
astronaut whisper in an orbiting space shuttle. And today, as you will shortly
see, AI is about to join the United States Air Force.
Town's nearly deserted, Michael. Looks like the best place to land is next to
the city hall.
Okay, Hawk, I'll be there in five minutes. Sit tight. Out.
This Fargo seems like a real nutcase.
You don't think there's anything to this destroy-the-world stuff, do you? I don't
know. Let's just say he makes me nervous.
Our chief aerospace project coordinator, Dr.
Cuthberson, by initiating the computer clock for what we call Project
Slingshot, we'll begin the countdown that will automatically launch our drone
f4 which contains a missile that we here at ai have especially developed space
guard is what we call the main projectile contains eight smaller
missiles each armed with a 1.2 megaton warhead and capable of striking armed
enemy space satellites at distances of up to 700 nautical miles apart and
capable if necessary of remaining in a search and destroy configuration for up
to 72 hours from the start of the operational clock my god now what's
going on
Welcome, Dr.
Watkins, to Project Reverse Shot.
Station Blue, do you copy?
Roger, I read you 5-5.
Report your status. I'm patching you through to the data lake now.
I'm receiving you, Sabrina.
Signal me if all went well.
We have complete operational control of Project Slingshot.
It's impossible.
You think so, huh?
Nothing is impossible in the name of peace and love.
Are you locating the other source?
In a second.
You know Sabrina, Mr. Watkins?
There's a telecommunications link between City Hall and a .47.3 miles, 18
.5 degrees north by northwest.
What's there?
Checking.
Arrow Research
International?
I think we just found Billy Fargo's heavenly thunder.
If you watch your screens, I'm going to launch your F-4 drone from here.
Are you watching, Mr. Watkins?
The drone has been launched. I repeat, the drone is airborne at 1430.
String, we got a launch at AI.
You got a unification?
F4, unmanned.
That's slingshot.
You will deposit the sum of $20 million in a Swiss bank account, the numbers of
which will be forwarded the moment you confirm this will be accomplished by an
electronic transfer.
We will not submit to this kind of terrorist piracy. You have no choice.
I recommend that you do it right away because we control the drone jet and the
nuclear potential of it. You will submit, or I will launch that missile as
I please.
Can he do that?
Moscow would not expect it, and the devastation would be terrible.
You have 15 minutes.
Billy Fargo, this is Streamfellow Hawk.
Don't interfere, Hawk.
There's nothing you can do.
We have multiple control.
Billy, the missile, it carries more pain and destruction than anything you've
ever endured about Vietnam.
That war is over.
Billy, give it up. Give it up for peace.
Give it up for John.
John has nothing to do with it. I think he does, Billy.
I think you loved John. He was your brother.
I think you hated him, too.
And when he died, you felt terrible guilt. Go away.
I warn you, go away.
I hope you did the best you could.
That man can't be reasoned with.
Here, I need some air.
Sullivan, sir, awaiting your orders.
I want you to take over the computer control room located in that building.
Our instruments pinpointed in the southeast corner of the basement.
Try to surprise them. Try not to damage any of the equipment, and if possible,
don't hurt anybody.
On our way, sir.
Come on, men. We've got to secure the building.
Follow me.
Aren't you going to go, Michael?
They're specially trained at just being the way.
And so would you.
Time is up. There will be no negotiations.
Easy does it.
Watch the back hallway.
Set the charges there.
Then let the purifying flames begin.
We have launch sequence.
Sabrina?
Instruct the drone to prepare the missile for launch. Inform me when we
are ready.
Then, Armageddon begins on my command.
I understand, Father.
Blow that door now!
Get your hands off me! It's too late! The missile is launched!
Now. We have a launch.
Missile is away at 1445 hours.
Air.
Speed 837 miles at Angel 68.
Target estimated as Kamchatka Peninsula.
Blowback and auto-destruct systems inactive.
Huck! Huck, he launched a missile!
Computer room secured, sir. No resistance.
I'm going after that missile, Michael.
We'll see if we can abort it from here.
It wasn't supposed to launch.
This is what we were trying to prevent.
You told us. Father told us the plane was to be used as a bargaining chip. A
hammer for peace, not this.
This will cause war.
We don't want to die.
Peace.
It's life.
I shall be back.
Can they stop it in time?
I don't even know if they can reach it in time.
Father lied to us. Be quiet.
You're all too young to know what this will do. In the end, this will be a
triumph for the people.
How can killing people be a triumph?
We don't believe you anymore. We won't listen.
Do you think I care?
You've already served your purpose, Cotton.
My name is Wendy Elizabeth Fargo.
I don't want your lies, and I don't want your name.
Make it stop.
I can't. No one can.
Put the gun down, Harvey.
You don't want to be like her.
That killer.
It wasn't supposed to be like this.
We're sorry.
Please stand by for corrections on your trajectory.
Estimated time of interception.
Thirteen minutes.
Not good enough. Can you give me some more speed?
String, we're Mach 1.5. That's our limit without crossing the red line.
Remove the lid.
We'll blow up.
A hell of a lot more is going to blow up if we don't stop that missile.
What is it?
The Space Guard missile. It made a U-turn.
Estimated new target.
Good God, the thing is headed for Washington, D.C.
Remove the lid, fast.
You've got it.
Go.
Sabrina.
The missile. A little change of plans, Father.
Do you really think bombing Moscow makes a forceful anti-nuclear statement?
But what about Americans blowing up their own capital?
Destroy the missile!
Destroy it!
What's the matter, Daddy?
Losing your nerve?
Michael, they'll scramble jets out of Washington to get this thing, won't
they? They'll try, but space guard's too high for any conventional interceptors.
String, we're Mach 2. She's ready to come apart at the seams.
Gotta keep it wide open. It's our only chance.
Okay, but I'm showing vibration and tail runner.
Dom, hold the speed.
Gentlemen, we're out of options.
DC is on red alert. Nothing we've got is good enough to stop that thing. It's up
to you, Hawk.
Roger. I'm taking it to 100,000 feet.
And that exceeds our ceiling by 15,000. If we don't shake apart, we'll freeze
solid.
Time of intercept.
11 minutes, 24 seconds.
Time of impact.
11 minutes, 36 seconds.
Do we have a choice?
No.
Time to impact. 9 minutes, 30 seconds.
Holding together.
Barely. Seven minutes to impact.
Six minutes and 45 seconds to intercept.
We've gained exactly three seconds.
Airwolf, this is Archangel. Come in. This is Airwolf.
Bad news, Hawk.
The fuses in the space guard cluster are nose impact.
The cluster will open at tropospheric level, temperature monitored to minus 63
degrees centigrade. We estimate that time to be in exactly 3 minutes 53
seconds. Unless you can blow up Space Guard before it opens, you'll have eight
separate highly sensitive physioelectronic fuses to contend with.
Can you take out Space Guard before it releases the cluster?
No way, it can't be done.
That's a negative.
We'll have to do it one at a time.
Good luck, Hawk.
Listen to this string. The fuses are triplex electronic instant detonation.
Our missiles have to impact directly on the fuse relay circuit in order to
destroy the warhead without detonating it.
Any shot?
Within 30.5 inches of the nose could set off a nuclear explosion.
In other words, I'm going to have to thread the eye of a needle about eight
times in a row, going 2,000 miles an hour.
With no spit, Washington, D.C. becomes history.
You got it.
Okay, let's go get him.
Cluster release systems functional.
All fuses armed.
Time to impact three minutes, 31 seconds.
We have a radar sighting.
Distance? 98.6 kilometers.
Still out of range.
More juice, Dom. I need more speed.
This ship's got no more to give.
They're not going to make it, are they?
Initiate firing sequence.
Initiating.
Auto?
Manual.
Manual. Falcon's on manual.
Code locked. Standing by.
I've got it, Dom.
String, there's a first warhead.
Fifty-eight seconds to impact.
Dead center, String. Or we've got a nuclear disaster on our hands.
They're getting out of range.
Four to go.
Impact 46 seconds.
One miss, two down, two to go.
Impact, 32 seconds.
One hit, one miss.
Impact time, 18 seconds.
Vibration increasing.
Not again.
Those bad cops are out of business.
Yeah, that's the sheriff's car.
Hello.
Mr. Hong?
You're a hard man to keep up with.
Stella Grant, Wendy's aunt, and we both would like to thank you for all that
you've done.
We trusted Billy.
We loved him.
Well, you know, sometimes when you're young, you make mistakes.
But you'll remember next year.
Thank you.
For everything.
Tell me, are the other children being taken care of okay?
Oh, yes, completely.
Wonderful, wonderful.
Thanks again, Mr. Hawk.
Bye. Bye-bye.
Help me here.
You ever get tired of being a hero?
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