All language subtitles for Flight.World.War.II.2015.DVDRip.XviD.AC3-RARBG

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-Ladies and gentlemen,
we have just

reached our cruising altitude.

This is William Strong, your pilot
for this ride across the pond,

My co-pilot is Daniel Prentice

We're looking at a total flight time
of just around seven and a half hours

which should put us on the
ground in London, England

right on time.

Forecast calls for clear skies
so sit back

relax, enjoy your ride.

You didn't get that haircut
we talked about after your vacation.

- It's still within regulations.

-Barely.

-Sir, are you doing Ok?

Here you go, sweetie

-Thank you.

-Can I get you anything?

Another late night, party girl?
-Oh, shush.

We'll all cross checks at dawn.

Been in the air a while.

How you doing?

-I have still a few more
hours to get through.

Hey wing-man, you're making
me nervous. Something up over there?

-I don't know.

-Maybe a short somewhere?

-Ha. See?

All you need is just a little...

-Come on, Daniel, disengage the yoke.

I got it figured out.

Gander center, this is I-A 42

We seem to be having some
bit of an instrument problem,

we're trying to sort them out.

I-A 42.
-Understood, I-A 42.

-You're looking at clear skies ahead
of you in all directions.

Let us know if you need assistance.

-Will do, I-A 42.

Daniel, I can't fly like this, man.

Damn it.

Gander center. This is IA-42.
I thought you said we had clear skies.

-You had clear skies five seconds
ago, IA-42.

It pumped um on our screens out of nowhere.

Squack 7700

Do you have any way around this?
We're showing it right on top of you.

-Ladies and gentlemen please
return to your seats. We seem to be...

Crew! Secure the cabin
and return to your seats immediately.

-Shit!

-Think we can fly around it?

-I think we have to
go straight through.

-The hatch is rolling.

-Oh god.
-What happened?

-Are you alright?

-It's night already?

Sunset wasn't for another
forty or fifty minutes.

We didn't black out
or anything, did we?

-Oh, nothing like that.

-Sorry about that, everyone.

We had a sudden storm
pop up there.

Good news we have
past the worst of it.

It should be smooth sailing from hereon in.

You'll notice that while we
were going through that storm,

the sun went down

That'll happen sometimes
when you cross the tip of the

Bermuda triangle.

Don't worry.

You'll catch another sunset tomorrow.

-The tip of the Bermuda triangle?

-It's as good Sn answer as any.

-Anyone else's internet
connection down?

-Yeah, my phone
signal's dead, too.

-Jesus, you seeing this?

Above altitude,

airspeed fuel

-But that's just enough
to keep us airborne.

three-quarters of attack level, fine, but

that's assuming we're still on course.

-You've got control.
Disengaging.

Gander center, this is IA-42,
we've gone through the storm.

But it seems most of our
instruments are out. Require assistance.

IA-42.

Gander center this is
London bound

IA-42. Do you read me?

I don't know what's going on.

-Check the backup system.

There must be something
that's working. -On it.

Gander center, this is IA-42,
do you copy?

Still nothing.

You?

-We've got one thing
humming along just fine.

-That...what is it?

-Our radar system.

Only thing on the plane
that wasn't replaced

last time we upgraded international
airline avionics.

As long as that's operational.

That's a step in the right direction.

-How you doing here?

-Oh, good, thank you.

-Thank you.

-Can I get you something to drink?
-Sorry, were you standing there long?

-No, that's fine. What can I get you?
-A ginger ale.

It got dark early, didn't it?

-I'm sure it's just because of
the storm, like the captain said.

-Thank you.
-So,what brings you gentlemen

to England, business
or pleasure?

-Both.

-We're history professors.
ECU university.

There’s convention just outside London.

-They've discovered some amazing
pre war artifacts,

and several distinguished members
of the...

-You didn’t have to bore
the poor woman.

her eyes are glazing over already.
-No, that's fine.

I just need to finish
this side of the plane,

but I'd love to hear about
it so I'll come back.

-I'm gonna hold you to that.

-Get out now while you still can.

Alright, about the Hitler
map of Argentina...

-What are you working on there?

-Who? me? just trying to
keep track of everything.

You see, when you
get to my age,

you have to stay on top
of things, because uh...

you never know when you
are going to get another chance.

-Well, I'll let you get
back to it, then.

-Thank you, then.

-Huh, that's weird.

-You got some more
good news for me?

-Take a look.

-There's nothing there.
-Not a blip.

-Is the radar malfunctioned too?

- I thought so at first,

but the coordinates are moving with us.

If this thing were in the fritz,
it wouldn't be working at all.

-So we're flying deaf
but not completely blind?

-There should be some air traffic
showing up around us.

-Ok, so let's make a loop.

Try to find someone or something.

-Nothing.

Butkus

According to the radar,
we're all alone up here.

-Maybe the storm diverted traffic.

We'll wait until the radios
come back up.

-What if it doesn't?

We're still a couple
of hours away from London.

That's assuming we
didn't get turned around.

Or blown off course.

If we duck under the cloud cover,

we may be able to find some

visual cue from a
shipping lane or maybe

a message being relayed
from a cargo ship.

-You sure that's the right move?

-If no one can hear
us on the ground,

that's the only move you've got.

-This is Cameron.

-Hey, Hicks. How's it
going back there?

-We're all a little rattled but we're fine.

-Good.

I want to make an announcement

and I want the crew back
in their seats when we're making a descent.

-Is everything Ok?

-Just trying to get away
from some of this ...uh...

high-level wind shield.

Just get everyone
strapped in, Ok?

-Sure.

-Everything Ok?

-We need to get everyone to their seats.

We're making a descent.

He says it's to get away
from the turbulence.

-What turbulence?

-Ladies and gentlemen,

we'd like everyone to
get back in their seats,

We're trying to get away
from this turbulence so we'll

be ducking under the clouds for a bit.

Pretty routine stuff.

But we'd like everyone
buckled in just in case.

-All secure back here, captain.

-You Ok?

-Yeah, I'm fine.

-Trust me.

When you've been doing this
as long as I have, you've seen it all.

This is nothing.

-Alright. Ok.

-Land?

The Atlantic should be below us.

-So it should be.

-Ok.

So we got blown off course.

Gander center, do you copy?

-Keep your eyes open
for a radio tower.

Blinking lights, anything.

Radar says we got small
aircraft about twenty kilometers away.

But they're all bunched up.

-Are you sure that's aircraft?

Never seen anything like that before.
-I'm not sure of anything,

but we're closing in on
whatever the hell this is.

-It's too hazy up ahead.

Could be another storm.

-That's not a storm.

Looks more like a...

fire!

-Oh, my God!

-Have you seen that?

-Oh my God!

Jesus...Christ.

-What's happening?

-Oh my God!

-What is happening?

-Well?

-We've got something close
coming in hot 09

Cut the NAV lights

Shit! You're sitting duck out here.

Hang on!

Watch that radar!

-Hey, What...what's going on?

-What's happening is we're
going to get shot down

just like those other
planes in the Ukraine.

-We deserve to know what's happening.

-As soon as the captain
has everything under control. I'm sure that

He'll inform us as to exactly...

-Hey, I just want...I'm trying
to get some answers, Ok?

-As soon as we know what's going
on, sir, we'll let you know.

-What? No!

No! We want answers.

-Sir, let...go of me.

-Sir.

If you don't sit down, we
will have to restrain you.

Now, sit down!

-Fine.

-Strong.

-Will, what's going on?

-We're trying to get a handle of this.

Is everyone Ok back there?

-Everyone's fine...

just confused and concerned.

-Let me address the plane.

We'll let you know as soon as
we can. Just keep everybody calm, Ok?

-Looks like we're clear.

Nothing anywhere close.

-I'm gonna keep putting some
distance between us and them.

In a few minutes we'll
try to duck below again, Ok?

-What?

Will, that didn't work
out so great last time!

-We also don't know
where we are.

Without instruments, all
we got are the landmarks

and we can't find them
from above the clouds.

Ladies and gentlemen

Our party is without scare.
We've got blown off course

it might have been because
of that storm,

but appear to be out of danger.

We ask all of you to
please bear with us and stay calm,

the flight crew's here to help.

-Excuse me. Sorry.
-No, no problem.

How can I help you?

-We were actually hoping
we could help you.

-Sorry, gentlemen. I don't have
time right now, it'll have to wait.

-Captain, it's Cameron.

-This isn't the best time to talk.

-Captain, my name is Bennett
and this is my colleague Dale.

-You can't be in the cockpit.
Hicks, get them out of here.

Roger room, We need some help!

Do you know what kind of
aircraft that was back there?

-I want you guys back in your seats.
-They were Junkers, JU-88s

A couple of Hinklers H111, sir!!!
-I made it very clear.

-No one's made crop planes
like that since 1945!

-You have to listen to us!

There's no way those planes
can still be flying.

-You seem to be flying
without your instruments, captain.

-Are you doing all this?

-No, no of course not.
We can see they're down.

-We are flying without most of them.

-Everything that talk
through is satellite.

The radar is the only thing that's working.

Complete signal loss.

Almost as if there are no satellites.

-You have thirty seconds.

-Is your radio working?

-I'm getting some static but...

-You haven't been able to contact
anyone since you passed through.

-Something like that.

-That's because there weren't many
allied radio towers on the western front...

...in 1940.

-Hey...

Take it easy.

Try to sleep.

- I can't sleep now.

-Me neither.

That's odd.

-Based on the coastline,

the planes, we believe
we just flew through

the bombing of St. Azair.

-June 1940 massive German
bombing on the west coast of France.

-I don't have time for this.
Get this conspiracy theorist back on his seat.

-Wait. We can help you
figure out where we are.

If you dip back where all the
clouds get, we do know a little bit about the geography of World War II

-Ok...Ok...you guys can help out.

But get back to your seats now.

-Of course, Captain.

-And at a lower altitude.

You'll be better off
picking up weaker frequencies...

-I don't want to hear anything
about time travel, Ok?

Let's just figure out
where we are first.

-Even though it looks outdated,
that radar is more advanced

than anything the Germans
are using at this point.

-Enough...

Now get back to your seats.

-The point is, that radar
will keep you one step ahead

if we come across another
one of those again.

-Even if you were right,

which is a massive, massive if,

How do you propose we get back, huh?

-We look for another weather anomaly.

If one of these things brought us here,

another one should be
able to bring us back.

-So we look for another storm?

-Yeah.

-Can you get our new friends
back to their seats, please? -

Yeah, right now. Gentlemen.
-And hey...

All of you...

not a word.

To anyone.

Ok?

-Ok.
-Gentlemen.

-We're having electrical issues.

-What about the planes?

And the bombs?

-I just don't want anyone to panic, Ok?

-Can you handle it?

-Captain?

-We'll get through this.

I've flown with you a million times,
you've never let me down once!

-We will be making another
controlled descent

but there is nothing
to worry about.

Thank you for your
cooperation and patience.

-I don't see how you
can make that plan work.

-It makes sense, look, it's logical...

And when exactly do you think
physics agrees to that?

Shut up.

I'm telling you it's gonna work.

-You can't know that.

- (sighs) Ok.

-Can I help you sir?

-What'd the captain say?

-You heard him. We're moving to
a lower altitude,

to access the situation.

-Ok...

But what's going on?

-I assure you ,sir...

you'll know when everyone else does.
Now please let go of my arm.

Thank you.

I promise you...

if you touch me again,

You're going to have an entirely
different set of problems for you to deal with.

-Ok, if we can pick out
any landmarks at all...

-It's gonna be tricky.

Without the twenty-first
century pollution, there's...

you're...you're certain that
that was Saint Azaire?

-It was the only coastline bombing
of that scope in 1940.

-Alight. Alright.

Get me some pencils.

A scheduler.
-Ok.

-Let's keep an eye out for storms.

-Don't you start.

-Time travel storm chasing,
this is insane.

-I know. None of this
makes any sense.

It will start to make sense
once we know where we are,

so let's focus on that for now, Ok?

Mayday.

This is IA flight 42 out of Dallas.

Open transition to anyone.

We were end route to Heathrow
and got blown off course. Looking for assistance.

Repeat

This is IA flight 42

Mayday. Is anyone out there? Over.

-We're clear for miles
according to the radar.

Let's try to figure out
where the hell we are.

-Hey, over there.

Is that a river?

-Eh...maybe?

Sketch it anyway.

This is unbelievable, I mean...

right now, below us, the
invasion is in

full swing.

-If this really is June

Hitler is about halfway
through the tour of his forces.

Another week from now,

it'll be Paris.

-Shouldn't there be lights?

Cities?

-Probably just a power outage.

It'll explain why we can't hear anyone.

Repeat.

This is flight 42. If
anyone can hear me,

please acknowledge.

-indistinctly speaking French

French, I think.

Maybe those guys are right.
Maybe we are in France.

Wait, wait wait
wait wait, wait.

is that German?

-Repeat

Over.

-Hello!

This is captain William Strong.

IA flight 42.
Do you copy?

-Fly over international airspace,
please identify yourself.

-This is captain William Strong
requesting assistance. Do you copy?

-Captain?

Listen,

Whoever this is, this
is a localized channel.

to be used in emergencies only. Over.

-This is flight 42 out of Dallas.

We've been flying blind.
We think we just saw some...

German bombers.

-Bombers? Are you claiming
to be aboard an aircraft?

-Yes!

Hello?

-My name is Corporal Nigel Shetfield.

My position is classified, but it my duty
to intercept long range transmissions.

And it is simply not possible
for you to be aboard an aircraft.

-Look, I don't have time to mess around.

Can you just get us in touch
with civilian air traffic control?

We need to land ASAP.

-Air traffic control? This is a war zone.

Anyone who can help us.

Anyone.

Alright, captain.

What branch of the
military are you in?

-We are...a commercial airline.

International.

-And you've flown through
German bombing run?

No, it's absurd.

-Look...

Can you just help us get our
bearing? What is your GMT?

-Fine, captain.

17th June, 2130 hours.

-And the year?

-Uh, are you joking?

-Let's all get on the same
page, Nigel, Ok?

-17th June 1940

Do they not stock calendars
in international airlines?

If this charade is quite finished,

I'd highly recommend you
get off this channel and...

-Listen!

I don't know if you're
part of some

sick hoax, but we
are in distress

You're the only person
we've been able to reach.

-Hoax? We're certainly not.

Now, kindly remove yourself
from this frequency and...

-How do I convince you that
we're a commercial airline in distress?

-Sure I don't know captain.

-Ok...

Here?

-Here?

-It has to be.

So if...

If that's red, then...then...

that means that

-Oh, we've got to tell the captain.
Come on.

-Look...

even if this is a hoax, Nigel,
or whoever you are,

all we've got is our fuel
gauge, altitude,

and radar that's working at the moment.

-Your radar?

-You know?
Radar detection?

Scans the skies, lets you know
where other air crafts and objects are?

-Well that certainly sounds familiar

to the IDF technology we Brits
are developing, but

but I have nothing like
that at my disposal.

-Well, that's the only thing that's keeping
us up in the air at the moment.

-Captain, we think we know where we are.

Nigel, I have just been
joined by a couple of

history professors. They think

they know where we are.

-I beg your pardon?

-We were able to pick out
a very identifiable

river and surrounding hills.

-We've just passed over
Rhen

in the northwest of France based on

the timing since the last
bombing, it's our best guest.

Uh, we...we're relatively certain that

we flew through the bombing of

St Nazaire where the RMS
Lancastria was attacked and sunk

-Sunk?

The Lancastria?

Even if that were true,
how can you possibly...

-You're...you're going to
find this hard to believe, but

we were en route from DC
to...to London

in the twenty-first century

and we flew through a storm or

something and now we're here.

-This is hard...
-Look, forget about that

This is what we know.

We're up here all alone,

and we're in a war zone.

Nigel can come by without your help.

-What...what if we were
able to tell you

about the bombing of saint Nazaire?

-What could you tell me?

-The air forces...

Junker ju 88s,

Heinkel he 111s

Messerschmidt Bf 110s

likely prototypes.

And the Lancastria.

Radio the front.

You'll be able to confirm
she was lost.

-Yes, well, I'll do just that.

If you're serious,

go back on this frequency
in thirty minutes.

-Recap in thirty minutes.

Call us back in five.

-I'll do what I can.

God help me.

-Show me the route.

The two points you've figured out.

-Think we can come in the course?

-Hopefully

Then we can figure out our range.

Just under half a tank right now.

-Uh, Shetfield.

-Coronal, moment.

-Any news?

-One transmission, sir.

You're going to want
to hear about it.

-Ladies and gentlemen.

I...I have information

that this flight crew has
neglected to give us.

-Sir, I'm going to need you...
-Get your hands of me.

And I know how this is gonna sound.

But I believe that somehow

we have traveled through time.

-How many drinks have you had?

-We all saw that storm.

And...and the planes and the bombs...

She knows.

Somehow, we've time traveled
back to the middle of World War II.

-Everyone please stay calm.
There's not-

-No! no one is telling us anything.
We have a right to know.

-Sit down, you're scaring everyone.

-You...you might not believe
that we've traveled through time,

but we're clearly in a war zone.

-So what?

-So??

We're not gonna survive.

This jet wasn't built for war.

But...listen...listen...

Do you know what this means?

Right now

as we speak, we...
we're flying over France.

In June of 1940.

On the ground, Hitler
has joined his forces and

we...all of us, all of us...

we have one opportunity

to change human history.

We can kill Hitler.

-Ok, and...um...how
do you propose we do that?

They tried to assassinate Hitler
during the war and failed.

-Ok, during the war,
they were operating on

outdated intelligence. We...we know
exactly where Hitler will be. It's all here in this book.

Everything step-by-step
detailed information exactly

where Hitler and the SS went.
-Ok, they will see us coming

from miles away. it's suicide.

it wouldn't work.

-We're...we're surrounded by bombers.

and...and attack planes.

We're...we're probably not gonna survive.

But we can land this plane
we can find Hitler and

we can kill him.
-Ok, that's enough!

-Whoa, whoa...
-Let him go.

-Oh God.
-He's right.

-We need to take matter
into our own hands.

We cam prevent the Holocaust.

-We would just need to
find a safe place to land.

And convince the pilots.

-Gentlemen!
-Stop, stop, stop...

-Stand down.

-I would think that you
would be on our side, Sargent.

We can win this war.

-Or you could be making t
he whole thing up.

But what I do know is you're
trying to hijack this plane.

And that's an act of terrorism.

-I'm a patriot.

-Listen, we can do this
the easy way or the hard way.

But there is no way me
and Private Jackson

here are letting you take that cockpit.

-You think you can stop us?

-I don't think you want to find out

-We could use you in this plan, Sargent.

You could be heroes.

-I'd prefer not to fight over this.

-Get off of me!

You...

-What was that?

-Whoa, you're not thinking this through.

-No sir, you're not thinking this through.

Suppose we try it.

It's easy to make a mistake.

Even when you think you
know exactly where the enemy is.

Trust me.

Say it really is World
War II down there,

and we make one slip up,
just one,

The axis will have this plane,

the technology,

and that book, which will
tell Hitler everything.

There will be a Nazi
flag flying all over the White House

all because you wanted to be a hero.

But maybe we can change the past,

but we can also screw it up.

Forever.

Now get back to your
seat. Shut the hell up.

-Yeah?
-Everyone Ok back there?

-Yes. Nothing we couldn't handle.

-We can always tie them up, then.

Taking fights at them.

Isn't it right?

-Yeah, Ah, yes, sir.

-We'll keep him out of your way, ma'am.

-Thank you.

-Thanks yourself.

That's why we make fire extinguisher.

-At our current speed, we've
got about 150 minutes in the air, tops.

That's not counting climbing
or descending, either.

-At least we know where we're headed.

We do know where we're headed, right?
-We should be just about middle of France.

-So if we maintain our course,
we should be able to

find some friendlies or a safe
landing place soon, right?

What happened?

-Some idiots on board
tried to hijack the plane

because they want
to kill Hitler.

Some soldiers on board tried
to peace the situation,

but passengers are
gonna need answers.

And soon.

-Corporal Nigel Shetfield
calling Captain William Strong.

-This is Captain Strong.
Go ahead, Nigel.

-So you're still here.

-I'm afraid you're stuck with us.
And that was more like ten minutes, Nigel.

-Yes, some things take time, captain.

I've talked things over with command

it's one of the boys in
the Western front and

while we're inclined to believe you,

talking about the time
travel you understand.

Your Intel about the
Lancaster seems to be accurate.

And the truth is...

This helped us out a lot.

I mean, no one on the ground
was able to ascertain the extent of the fire power,

And you guys would certainly
not give out that kind of information.

-On that, we are on the same
page about something, Nigel.

-Yes, well...

we could do with any
bit of good Intel we can now.

After duck!

Sorry about that.

it's just such a bloody runt.

-A runt?

No, no...

Allied forces evacuated
hundreds of thousands of troops.

-Evacuated?

Maybe you all seen a newspaper?

The Germans closed us
from both sides. it was a bloody slaughter.

Nearly half a million was killed.

Cut down.

-What is it?

-He said that Dunkirk was
a...was a slaughter.

That's not how it happened.

-Dunkirk was a hugely successful
allied evacuation mission,

they rescued 400, 000 troops.

-So if you're right...

the past that we're in...

is not the one that we know.

Sorry about that, Nigel.

- Well, captain, I suppose
the question is

How can I help?

-Right now, we need two things.

A safe route

and a safe place to land.

And also

any information you have on any

unusual storms in the area.

-I'll do what I can, captain.

What's your current position?

-We're near Vier,
near as we can tell.

Just passed Rhen not too long ago.

Heading in a straight line.

-You're nearing the German border, then.

What's your current air speed?

-400 knots.

-I hate to say this, captain.

But the first thing you need
to do is change course.

We've intercepted a
chat on German frequencies.

There's been talk of a
rather large aircraft near France.

-So, whoever is performing
these bombing runs,

knows that we're here.

Are there any friendlies in the
area? Anyone who can get their eyes on us?

-I've just got to say we
don't know exactly where you are.

-What if we were more viable?

-How'd you mean?

-We've been flying
with our NAV lights off.

But we can turn on our
landing and running lights.

-Are you sure about that?

Most of our systems are out.

-They're analog, right?

Here it goes.

-Nigel?

We've got something
coming straight for us.

-Uh, one moment, captain.
it could just be allies.

-Well, we've got company about
thirty seconds out coming fast!

-Well, captain, there are no
sightings of any aircraft in our area.

-Gentlemen, I need you
in your seats, now.

And not a word to
anyone. Get everyone secured.

-Will, I...
-Now.

-Captain, just got word that some
German activity is headed your way.

-All secure back here, captain.

-Some goddam Nazi plane.

-They've got jets, too?

They shouldn't have those yet.

-Kill the lights.

Talk to me, Daniel.

-they're coming in behind us.

-Oh, my God.

-They're still on us!
-I know!

-Captain. Will, are you there?

-Not now, Nigel.
Getting shot at!

-IA 42, do you copy?

Damn it!

-You got a plan?
-Yeah.

Kind of.

Don't freak out.

-What? Why?

3,000 feet.

2,000 feet.

Will, 1,000!

-So long! Pull!!!

-Two planes! Right behind us!

-(groans in pain)
-Damn!

Just hang on.

We need first aid kid
in the cockpit, stat!

Dan's been hit. Hang on buddy!
I got you!

-Oh, no, no, no, no.

-Hold on, buddy.
Just hold on.

-(groans in pain)

Ok, Ok, Ok...

Alright. Let me take a look at it.

it's not as bad as it looks.
You sure about that?

It's mostly superficial.

You're going to need some stitches,
but it's going to have to wait.

You Ok?

Yeah...It hurts like a son
of a bitch but I'll be fine.

How's the plane?

-Could be a lot worse.

Burned some serious
fuel during that move.

But not actively losing any,
We've lost cabin pressure.

I'll keep us below 15,000 feet.
-Is that bad?

-Definitely bad!

-Probably have to cycle it again.

-(groans in pain)
-Nigel!

We've got a problem, buddy!

Nigel!

-(groans in pain) Did the radio get hit?
-No, it just got static.

I think we're out of range.

Oh, boy.
-So we can stay in cloud cover and stay safe

or we could talk to our friend
Nigel and get shot at!

And we can't land without
our front wheels. Perfect!

-Captain?
-(groans in pain)

-Just give me a minute.

-Will, if the passengers know
what's going on,

maybe some of them can help.

We have to work together right
now. All of us.

-Daniel, can you fly the plane?

-Yeah, I think so, yeah.

I'm going to need some
extra hands just in case.

-Stay with him.

Take my seat.
-Are you sure?

-I'm sure.

-Ok...
-Come on.

Come on.

-Sir, take your seat this instant.

-Keep us in the dark?
-Sir...

-We need to know if
we're gonna die out here.

-I need you to calm down...
-You haven't told us one thing.

-Sir...we want you to keep calm

and take your seat. Ok?

Ladies and gentlemen,

I'm your captain.

William Strong.

And it's time...

...I tell you the truth.

-We're on the move, sir?
-Not you.

We need you to stay put.

Any news from our friends?

Not much.

Last I checked they were
in a Don't fight Jerry's.

I lost contact.

I fear that...

(sigh) I'll keep trying, sir.

-If you manage to make contact,
you'll have to gather information about their radar.

-Yes sir. I'll do all I can.

-If it really is some kind of super plane,

better destroyed than captured by the axis.

We may have no choice than
to blow the damn thing out of the sky ourselves.

-I want to apologize for keeping
you in the dark for so long.

We encountered what we thought
was a weather anomaly, but it is something more than that.

Some of us, including my
co-pilot Daniel, believe

that we have traveled back in time.

With the assistance of these men

as well as my contact on the ground,
we've determined

That we're over France.

These men believe

it's currently

1940.

-That's impossible!

-Regardless,

We

are in a war zone.

And we're all in danger.

If we stay invisible
we'll be safe.

The most important thing
you can do, all of you,

is to remain calm.

All we can do is fly
and try to find a safe place to land.

Do you all agree?

As for the landing,

The other planes that were

firing at us have damaged our landing gear.

It won't open.

And we're trying to fix it.

But I can't do it alone.

Is there anyone here

who can help me?

Who's wiling to go below

and help?

-Captain?

I'm an engineer.

We...we're working
with hydraulics, right?

-That's right.

-I'll go with you.

-Thank you...

-Teresa.

-That'll be great help, Teresa.

Anyone else?

-Es El minimo Que puedo
hacer.

Yo los puedo ayudar.

Eh...I can help.

I...a handyman.

As you say.

-Thank you, mister...
-Hector.

Me llamo Hector.

-Happy to have you, Hector. Thank you.

Much appreciated.

We're gonna head below.

The flight crew is in charge.

Daniel will keep us in the air,

if there's any trouble
he'll contact me.

We're done keeping you in the dark.

Now we're focused

on keeping everyone

safe.

Teresa, Hector.

Follow me.

-You know time travel's impossible, right?

-Of course I do.

-All of things are possible

if you have faith.

-No puncture.

That's good.

-Captain, look at this.

-Maybe...we can

splice

-You're on top of things.
I like that, Hector.

Right, that should...do it.

-Stay back,

Stay back!

Daniel! We've just opened the doors!

Try the gear now!

-Copy that.

That's a negative, Will.

-Look that. Look!

-I see it!

-We have to get that out!

Hey Daniel!

Try and close the landing gear again!

-Did that do it?

-Back it up, Daniel!

Just turn the light off!

Turn off the Nav gear
and take out that chapel!

-That's insane!
-I'm out of better ideas.

Daniel! We have to slow
her down to get out of the wind!

Take her down to 150
knots or so, Ok?

Hold on!

-Done.

I fix! I fix!

-Hector, I can't let you!

Wait!
It's two pilots!

It's you. Please.

Try, please.

-I think that did it, Will.

-Hector! Hang on!

Hang on, Hector!

-Hector!!!
-Hector!!!

-Swing on to the wheels!

Come on, Hector, you've got this!

-Hector!

Come on, Hector!

Close the landing gear now!

Come on, Hector!

Take my hand!

Come on, Hector!

-Will, is everything alright?

-We're Ok.

Hang tight. We're coming out.

The landing gear is fixed.

Thanks to these two heroes over here.

How's it going?

We've burned most of
our fuel in the one with those moves.

Got about 90 minutes
of flight time give or take.

-How's our go heading?

-Should be almost to the
border between France and Switzerland.

Good work, Brianna.
I'll take over.

-Ok.
-We need to contact Nigel. Tell him that

we don't have much time.

We have to go below the clouds.

-I already got shot once today.

-Ladies and gentlemen,

we will be making a descent.

in order to establish radio contact.

Nigel...

Come in.
Can you hear me?

-Captain Strong.

-Nigel, good to hear your voice!

-My God.

You broke off contact so abruptly I...

...I feared the worst.

How on earth did you
manage to lose those planes?

-We had to deceive them by
going above the clouds.

At least now we know
where our radio transmission ranges.

-What's your current location?

-We're just above the Swiss border.

We have about eighty minutes
of flying left, which isn't a lot of time

to figure things out.

-Earlier you mentioned
something about a...uh..

.weather anomaly

-That's right...

before we got displaced

we went through the center of a storm

the likes of which I've never seen.

Black clouds and some kind of
a blue energy in the center of it.

-Right. I'll investigate.

Now, the most pressing is
your proximity to German air space.

I suggest you stay on course.

I'm trying to find a potential
landing spot for you.

And my commanding
officer is insisting

that I get more information
on this...radar of yours.

-What do you want to know, Nigel?

-Well, everything you can tell me.

-Captain, may I?

-Sir, this is Bennett.

The radar is on the nose
of the plane and gives

off radio waves to determine
the objects in the area.

In the cockpit there is a console
that looks like a bulls-eye.

And it sweeps the area for...
for signals, put blips on the screen

indicating our distance.

That's about it.

It certainly sounds simple enough

Also sounds incredibly useful.

-It's kept us alive so far, Nigel.

-Well hopefully you Americans

will get involved in the war
sooner rather than later

and you can help us out
in the technology front.

-Like I said, Nigel,
we'd give to you if we could.

William, there's something
else you should know.

My commanding officer...
-Shit!

We got company again, Nigel!

We might lose you again, Nigel!

-Just keep yourself safe.

-Will, incoming!

-Where are they?

-We've got one behind and one ahead!

-OK, let's do this.

-Will?

Will?

William!

-Hold on!

Hold on...hold on...

Hold on!

How's everybody back there?
The passengers? The crew?

-Uh...a few wrecked windows

and everybody's really shaking
but we'll be fine. So....

-Thanks.

-Let's talk options.
-We're stuck.

The radar only gives us
a small amount of warning.

Which leaves our window to
talk to Nigel very tiny.

-That's because the radar's
localized to us.

We're the epicenter of
the signal, right?

And can only track what's right around us?
-That's right.

-What if we had a radar on the ground?

One we could
use to track enemy fighters.

-That could be helpful, yes.

-So?

-Let's give it to Nigel.

-Nigel's story doesn't make sense.

They..they should have...
radar by now.

The way he talks, it makes
it seem like it's years off.

-Maybe this is why we're here.

Not to kill Hitler, but

maybe we bring radar to the British.

We could cut it out of
the nose of the plane.

-Air drop it to an
agreed upon spot?

They could hook it
up and be our air traffic control.

-What about changing history?

-From what we heard,

seems like history has
already been changed.

They lost the battle at Dunkirk.

Who knows what...
what's different out there?

This could get them
and us

back to the history we remember.

Maybe

Maybe this can fix everything.

-Will...

you may not believe in time travel, but

you said yourself.

We're out of options.

-Will?

-Let's call Nigel and tell
him he's getting an early Christmas present.

Holy shit, a missile!

Fire up again.

Again!

It's alright, people.

Nigel, come in!

Come in, Nigel!

-Will, thank God! I thought
I lost you for good!

-You're still here for
the moment, my friend.

Almost got note to piss fire.

Missile.
-A missile? from an airplane?

No, I think is a surface to air.

-Will, I feel I mist tell you...
-Nigel, listen...

we're about one-hundred
miles from the Swiss border.

We want to give you a gift.

Our radar.

Think you can find us a drop site?

-Captain, Will, are you sure
you want to do that?

It is our only way

to find a clear path to a friendlier sky.

-Will, you should be somewhere
near Mets at the moment, correct?

-That's correct.

-We should be crossing over
Berlin-Bresel in ten minutes.

That's right.

I'm damn certain they're doing
this to intercept the radar

if you you'll be able
to make it your own.

-We'll make it.
-Then I have to sign off.

Ten minutes in the forest in German territory.

You can't miss it.
-We'll get it to you.

-Godspeed my friend.

Over and out.

-You heard him.
Ten minutes.

I'll have you and Gary heading down.
Take Hector and Theresa with you.

Cut the box out of the nose.

Buckle it with the screen.

Dale, we need to make
this plane get a smooth ride.

Make something that will make
it survive a drop about a a few thousand feet.

Ok...

-Ah, Sheffield.

-You must listen to me. We can't
make another attempt to target them.

We have to help them get to safety.

-Nigel, we've talked about
what would happen...

-They're going to give
us their radar system

Air drop it to us. The only
way we can get it is if you call off the bloody attacks.

-Corporal, call off all service air strikes
immediately! immediately!
-Yes, sir!

-Are these your bags?

Do you have anything we may
be able to use as a...a parachute?

-I'm looking for anything we can use
as some sort of parachute.

-I think...I think I can help.

I picked these up for grand kids.
I mean, they leave in London.

-Thank you so much.

-Get a bag.

-Alright.

Tie it to the zippers.

-Hey Daniel.

How to power?

-I need a USB battery.
Does anyone have one?

-I have one.

-I...I have one.

-Alright. You got it all in there?

Got it. Let's go.
Let's go!

Go, go, go!

-Bennett!

Made it ten thousand feet.
Let her rip!

-Roger that, captain!

One...two...three!

Captain, the package is in the air!
I repeat, the package is in the air!

-Nigel, the package is away.
-brilliant.

We're sending troops to capture it now.

-Were gonna start climbing now!

-Leave double time.

Our code breaker is
hearing a lot of chatter.

You're gonna have company very soon.

-Go. let's get out! come on
guys, out.

-Bush! Now!

-Nigel! We don't have much time!

How's the positioning looking?

-It should be here in any moment.

Just hold on.

-Go kid go!

-Will, we've got the package.

It's en route.
-It's on route to you?

-I'm the closest radio
operator to the drop site.

-Nigel!

You are our guardian angel.

-Look out!

-Bloody hell, you found it!

Will, we have the radar.

-Great work, Nigel. Now work fast.

We're almost out of fuel.
We need eyes in the sky...now!

-Uh...

There!

scanning the skies now.

Uh...Ok

Captain.

Turn yourself easten to Heathrow now!

-Are you sure, Nigel?

-Yes, I'm sure. Now move!

Shit! I can't shake them!

-Right oh! Let's shoot these bastards
out of the sky.

-It really is World War II. It
just could not be anything else.

-Where did the fire come from?

-Oh, my college arrived.
-nigel, you beautiful bastard.

-You were right. It
really is 1940.

-Yes, of course it is.

We should have clear skies.

I'll direct you to a safe landing.

I...

can't be certain I'm reading
this correctly,

It's a rather large....blip up front.

-Is it another airplane?
Should we reroute?

-Um...it appears to be stationary.

You should be able to see it.

it's there ahead.

What are you seeing, gentlemen?

-it's that vortex.

The one that brought us here.
It's the same one!

We have to go through.

We've got about ten minutes, Nigel!

-Still trying to head a suitable
landing site for you within range.

-Well, all I know is the thing
that brought us here.

We can't make it to a safe landing in 1940.

As much as I hate to admit it,

this is your best option.

-ladies and gentlemen,

things are going to be bumpy again.

I want to thank you for your patience

persistence, and your faith
in the last few hours.

I'm proud of each and every one of you.

-That felt like a goodbye.
-We'll find out in a few minutes.

Nigel.

I can't thank you enough
for everything you've done.

-That's what allies do, captain.

- Take care of yourself.

-You do the same, captain.

You and everyone of flight 42.

- Here we go!

-Flight IA 42, Jesus Christ,
where did you go?

We got you almost direct over Germany.

We're flying on vapors.

We got to land now.

-IA-42 this is TXL tower.

We're clearing the pattern and
sending out emergency equipment.

IA-42, the roadways are clear.

Bring her in.

-We're out of fuel!

-OK...

Let's glide this baby

-IA-42, choose a runway at your discretion.
They are all clear. Bring her in.

-Drop the flaps.

Gear down.

Pressed early.

He pressed early, that's right.

There she goes.

TXL...

This is flight 42.

We have touched down

safe and sound.

-copy that, flight IA-42.

Welcome to Berlin.

-TXL?

-What year is it?

-I like your sense of humor, captain.

Welcome back.

-I love Germany.

-This Germany.

-That's everyone.

There's one more gentleman
in the back, though.

-I'll take a look. You go.

-Excuse me sir.

it's time to go now.

-Oh, just one more moment, captain, I'm...

just finishing something up here.

Terribly sorry to
have kept you waiting, but

I'm ready now.

As they say, there's no
time like the present.

Shall we go?

Thank you.

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