Original subtitles

Once upon a time,

there were three little girls who went to the police academy,

two in Los Angeles...

the other, in San Francisco,

and they were each assigned very hazardous duties...

but I took them away from all that,

and now they work for me.

My name is Charlie.

All gear and flap controls

are fully automatic

when the automated I.L.S. is engaged.

Gear and flaps will automatically drop

when electronically cued from the altimeter.

Right.

You believing this?

I pressed this at 12,000 feet, and we fly "hands off"

until we're 50 feet from the ground.

You want to fool around?

Gene, let's keep it "hands off."

Angela, you know, I think if we really tried,

we could put the pieces back together again.

We had some good times, Gene.

Let's leave it at that, okay?

Okay.

Anyway, this fly- by-itself gadget

is worth millions alone.

What the devil is...

Simulated altitude is now 300 feet.

Hey, what's going on?

No... No, not again.

Simulated altitude is now 100 feet.

Hey, what's going on?

No!

Angela!

Angela!

Simulated altitude now 50 feet.

Angela!

Automated I.L.S. now disengaged.

Manual control now mandatory. Manual control now mandatory.

Gentlemen, you have just accomplished

a simulated crash.

How many black roses so far, Angela?

Uh... four. There have been four.

And how many phone calls?

I can't even remember now. Six or seven.

A man's voice?

I think so. It's disguised somehow.

And the caller admits sending the roses?

Oh, admits? He brags about it.

But what do they mean?

Black roses? What's the significance?

I don't know...

except that a black rose usually means death,

and I find them in places

where I thought nobody had access.

My car, my apartment,

my locker at the school

where I conduct the stewardess training.

So you think that the caller wants you to know

that he has access?

He wants to, and he has.

Angela, how would you characterize the calls?

You say there's no demand for money.

What exactly does he want?

I asked him that.

He said he'd tell me when he... when he's ready.

Angie and I were roommates in college, Charlie.

We helped each other over some pretty rough spots,

so, uh, this is kind of special to me,

you know?

Well, if it's personal for you, Sabrina,

then it's personal for us too.

Angels, I'm sure you get the idea.

Cover everything,

with emphasis on the training school

and the apartment... what is it you call it?

The stew zoo.

Stew zoo? Very euphonic.

Sounds good too.

Like the brochure says, a real fun place.

Unless someone's trying to drive you crazy.

Hello. Thank you.

Who was that?

Just Kris and Kelly's uniforms.

Now, relax, Angie.

Sorry.

Last week I answered a knock

and found one of those black roses.

Don't worry, Angela.

Kris and I are just across the hall.

Sabrina will stay here with you.

Anybody asks,

an old school chum's visiting for a few days.

No problem.

Well, I guess we'd better get to

the "coffee, tea, or me" lesson.

Let's see how the uniforms look.

Okay. Okay.

Don't worry.

Angie, I have something to show you.

Come here.

Now, this will put your mind at ease.

I'll set it up for you, show you how to use it.

It'll make things a lot easier.

Townsend Associates.

Uh, Bosley? Sabrina.

Hi, you. What's new at the stew zoo?

I'm feeling euphonic.

Bosley, could you just call me back at Angela's,

please?

Okay, Bosley will ring the phone...

Now, you push these two buttons before you pick the phone up.

Then you pick it up.

Hi, Bosley.

Could you say something... that isn't euphonic?

Okay, what do I say?

Oops. Sorry.

Why don't you whisper sweet nothings?

Sweet nothings.

Silver-tongued devil.

The phone rings,

push the two buttons, pick it up.

That's all there is to it. You got it?

Got it.

It's easy.

Well, do you have the same thing in flaming red?

With the reading you've got to do,

by tomorrow morning,

your eyes will be flaming red.

Yeah, you girls better hit the books.

I got some reading of my own to do here.

Wonder what Burt Reynolds is up to?

From what I hear, anything you ask.

Ladies, rule number one...

Every passenger is a king or queen.

Company policy.

Oh!

Oh, I'm sorry.

Why don't you watch where you're going?

Rule two, get the drinks in the passengers...

not on them.

I'm really sorry, honey.

And don't call me "honey." My name's Mai Ling.

Hey, Mai Ling.

It's no big thing.

You're not the one they're laughing at.

All right, ladies,

rule number three, keep your cool.

If I were a passenger, I'd have jumped off the plane.

Glad she's not doing my laundry, huh?

Not funny.

Yeah, well, I'm not appearing here, you know.

Just trying to help Angela

teach you dummies a thing or two.

Sort of like the blind leading the blind.

I'll make some coffee.

Well, let's see.

Burt Reynolds last night and...

Steve McQueen tonight.

This girl has no shame.

And...

Bree... Hey!

Oh... how'd it go?

Well, is it Murphy's Law

that says if anything can go wrong, it will?

Oh, did it?

Nothing major. They're doing just fine.

That wasn't there this morning when we left.

Have you left the apartment?

No.

No, somebody must have put it there

while I was sleeping.

How'd they do that?

I didn't know ping pong was a blood sport.

I think Mai Ling's a candidate for the once-over lightly.

Her name's Mai Ling... Johnson.

Mai Ling Johnson?

So much for East is East.

As long as we're checking out people,

ease around toward the door.

Oh, that's our resident peeping Tom.

Name's Eddie Williams. He's the assistant manager here.

Well, he could be arrested for what he's thinking.

We'd better have Bosley check him out.

Sabrina, that's the third heart you've painted on me.

You take it so seriously!

Yeah, but you're winning.

Well, I know. I taught her everything she knows.

I always win.

Whoa. Too bad this ain't a bicycle built for two.

Well, if it was, you'd take up most of it.

Hi.

Hi, Gene.

What are you doing in no-man's land?

Just visiting.

I'd have brought you flowers,

but I know how you react to roses.

You could've gone all day without mentioning that.

You're still not going to tell me

what that was all about?

Just forget it, okay?

Well, who's the new blood?

Oh, uh, transfers. Kris... Kelly... Hi.

And an old friend, Sabrina.

Gene Knox.

He'll be instructing you tomorrow.

Oh, Gene, as long as you're here,

would you mind giving me back the key to my apartment?

Well, I did,

a couple of weeks ago at dinner at Deveraux's restaurant.

It was right after you threw your salad in my lap.

I threw your salad in your lap.

Well, I don't like the salad at Deveraux's either.

Anyway, I did give you back your key.

I guess you did, at that.

But I'm willing to take it back.

Gene...

Now, let's just pass on all that, okay?

Hey, big fella... Why don't you lighten up?

On second thought, shorten up.

Uh, Paula...

don't worry about him, darling.

He's just suffering from a bruised ego.

Hello?

How are you enjoying your coffee

these days, Angela?

Why do you keep calling me?

I told you there'd be something

I'd want you to do.

Now I'm going to tell you what it is.

You're crazy.

Do you hear me? You're insane.

I'm not going to do anything for you.

You can't make me do anything.

Angela, you're making a big mistake.

Angela?

Angela, do you hear me?

Yes.

This isn't Angela.

Why didn't you put the recorder on?

I'm sorry.

I... I was so frightened, I forgot.

Okay. It's okay.

What did he say?

Uh, he said there was something

I have to do for him.

Something you have to do for him? What?

I didn't give him a chance to tell me.

Bree, what does this mean?

Bree, what does this...

Come on, it's all right. Look.

Why is this happening to me?

I don't know, Angie.

Look, there's not much on the tape,

but I'll take it to the police lab

first thing in the morning.

They'll see what they can find out.

Come on. Come on. Don't be scared.

It'll be all right.

Angela?

Could I hitch a ride with you?

Oh, sure. Come on.

Oh, thanks.

Eddie?

Eddie, would you do me a big favor?

All you gotta do is ask.

Would you call a garage

and see that my car gets fixed?

I'd really appreciate it.

My pleasure.

Aw, thanks.

Uh, listen, you can just keep the keys

under the front seat.

Uh, you know, maybe we could meet somewhere,

and I could bring it to you in person.

Under the front seat would be fine.

Now, I don't want to overload you girls

with technical information,

but I would point out

that on your first orientation flight,

we'll be conducting weight and balance tests

as they relate to some special equipment

this airline has developed.

Inside the cockpit on the automatic pilot panel,

there's a red light with an activator switch.

Now, there's not a girl in this room

who couldn't flip the switch

and put the plane into landing approach

at the nearest airfield.

When the red light is on, the plane flies itself

until you're 50 feet from the ground.

Well, what do we do when we get to 50 feet?

Probably nothing,

since in addition to Gene and myself,

there's a flight engineer who can also fly.

Gene?

All this equipment we've been talking about

has been developed exclusively by our company.

We're in our final check-out phase.

Now, in addition

to what Captain Glover's told you about,

there's also an emergency radio transmitter and receiver

in the galley just in case one of you girls

might have to talk to the tower someday.

Our company frequency is 135.75.

Memorize that.

Is this new equipment

available now to all the planes?

All the planes on this airline

will eventually be equipped with it

everywhere in the world, including in your country.

This is my country. I live here.

Well, I, um... I didn't mean to...

I think it's time for a break.

Any takers?

Ooh! Oh, my!

What happened?

Oh, I... what always happens.

I bumped my head

on something everybody else walks under.

Paula, you're going to wind up

with a broken back

if you go around hunching over all the time.

Let me ask you a question. How did you pass the physical?

I lied.

And I cried.

I flirted with the doctor...

Well, what would you do

if standing on the ground,

your head was already up in the wild blue yonder?

Paula... that's never been my problem.

Hey, I think I'm going to go see

what's shaking with Mai Ling.

What are you going to say?

I don't know.

I'll think of something.

Mai Ling, can I talk to you for a minute?

What's the point?

Come on, now,

you're not going to hold a grudge, are you?

Do you care, huh?

Yes, I do care.

Look, why can't we be friends?

Look, I've got a lot of things on my mind.

Pressures, you know?

Friends I haven't got time for, okay?

Listen, I, um... I got the report back on the tape

from the police lab.

We didn't record enough of the voice

for them to get any usable voice pattern,

and they couldn't even get a stress analysis.

They're not even certain whether it was a male voice.

We keep coming up empty.

Kris, you were, uh...

you were talking to Mai Ling Johnson.

Anything there?

Mm-mm. Just a very up-tight lady.

I'd love to know why.

Yeah.

Hi, Eddie. You got anything there for me?

No, but if, you know,

if anything should come in,

you know, maybe I could come by

and bring it in to you.

Uh, that's... Personally.

That's okay, Eddie. You don't have to do that.

Thank you, though.

You know, I'm not as dumb as I look,

and all those other stews,

you know, they think I'm some kind of a...

Well, I don't care what they think.

You shouldn't.

You should not care what they think.

You shouldn't care.

You let me know if I get anything, okay?

Anything you say... Sabrina.

Yeah.

Oh, go ahead.

I just want to see if he fixed my car

and get my keys.

See you later.

Angela, you stay here! You stay right here!

Oh... no!

Oh no...

How'd it go with the police homicide team?

Well, I made a deal with Lieutenant Carruthers.

He said he'd help us out here

if we told him everything we know.

That's easy.

How long does it take to say nothing?

Right, Charlie. Okay, right.

Thank you.

Well, Charlie checked out

the apartment manager, Eddie Williams.

It seems he was released from the Army

with a dishonorable discharge...

A morals charge.

And what about Mai Ling?

Mai Ling has an outstanding missing persons report.

Um, I guess I'll have to

find out the details on that later,

but, uh, she is a black belt in karate.

And Maralyn Basset was killed

with a karate chop to the throat.

Angela? We'd better talk.

How'd you know I was here?

I know everything you do, Angela.

I'm... I'm not going to listen to you.

I think you are...

unless you want to lose another one of your friends.

Maralyn...

there was a black rose by her body.

You did that.

You killed her.

It's entirely up to you, Angela.

If you'll do as I say,

if you tell no one what's happening,

then there'll be no problem. No one will be hurt.

If I can.

You can.

Open the door to the second dryer.

There's a tape machine in there,

and a package.

Listen to the tape, follow the instructions.

On the student orientation flight,

you will, three minutes after takeoff,

go to the kitchen

and put the capsule in the co-pilot's coffee.

It's merely a knockout pill.

You will then move directly into the cockpit...

Okay. What've we got? We have got one peeping Tom,

we have got one hostile karate expert

who is also a missing person...

Hi, Angie.

Hi.

What's the matter?

Nothing. I'm fine.

You got another call, didn't you?

Angie, come on.

Would you tell us what's the matter?

Nothing is the matter, okay?

Hiya.

Private party?

Right.

You always were a gate crasher.

Hey, I was always your friend too, remember?

Once more, please.

No, I don't want anything, thanks.

Do me a favor.

Sure.

Leave me alone.

Just forget I brought you into this, uh, case.

Look, Angie, I'll be glad to leave you alone

if you don't want any help,

but I think you do.

As I recall in college,

you majored in political science,

not mind reading.

Well, you don't have to be a mind reader

to know that something's the matter, and listen,

that stuff isn't going to help,

and I just...

I just wish you'd let me know what's going on.

I can't.

Look, Angie...

you were leveling with us before Maralyn was killed.

Now, why are you freezing up on us now?

Wait a minute.

Maralyn was killed,

and there was a black rose found next to her body.

Now, I'm right, aren't I?

The phone caller, he killed someone,

and he told you... told you...

Bree, stop it!

Stop it.

Okay, Angie.

By tomorrow, it'll all be over.

Nobody will be hurt.

I won't be responsible.

Um, responsible... for what?

I... I can't tell you.

Believe me.

By tomorrow at this time,

it'll all be over.

But what will all be over?

She wouldn't tell me.

Then we've got nothing.

Well, we have one thing.

We have a time schedule.

Whatever it is that's going to happen,

it's going to happen tomorrow afternoon.

That's not much help.

Wait a minute.

The student orientation flight is tomorrow.

I thought that was in two days.

No, they got done with the preparations early,

so they're doing the flight tomorrow.

Well, that's it, then.

It's got something to do with that flight.

Okay, let's say it has.

What's the angle? What's at stake?

I don't know.

What's the purpose of the flight?

What's special about it?

Nothing.

It's standard procedure for all new stews.

Except we're doing something

called weight and balance tests.

What's that?

They put weighted bags in the seats

in various sections of the plane.

I don't know the technical reasons.

Weighted bags?

Could there be something in the bag?

You mean some sort of smuggling scam?

Possible?

I don't know.

I just know that Kelly and Kris will be on that plane tomorrow,

and I will too, in a manner of speaking.

You lost me.

Well, I'm going to monitor the flight

from the radar facilities.

How are you going to arrange that?

Charlie used to do quite a bit of flying.

He's got some connections with the FAA.

He ought to be able to set it up.

But Bree,

if the authorities find out what we're doing,

they could cancel the flight.

What for? How are they going to do that?

I mean, it's not a regular flight.

It's just an airline testing its equipment.

I'm afraid it's the only way

we're going to get an answer.

Okay, Kris and I are in the plane.

Sabrina's monitoring from the ground.

I guess it's the only way to go.

There's one other thing.

What do you mean?

Well, suppose while Sabrina is in the radar facility,

the killer is in there at the same time,

monitoring the plane?

There's a pressurization problem

in the rear compartment.

Maybe you could take a look.

It's not exactly a flight engineer's job,

but I won't tell my union if you won't.

Check the seam in the floor over there.

Put the capsule in the co-pilot's coffee.

It's merely a knockout pill.

You will then move directly into the cockpit

and lock the door.

Give him the coffee,

wait for the drug to take effect,

then order Captain Glover

to fly a heading of 190 degrees.

Tell him to get a clearance to Lima, Peru

or you'll kill him.

Once you have landed in Peru,

follow the instructions

on the reverse side of this tape.

Thank you, my dove.

Tell me, how are all the little doves

outside doing?

Fine. They're doing just fine.

Say, listen, I don't feel too good.

Take it easy! Take it easy!

Angela...

Angela, I think you better get the... the flight engineer.

Captain Glover,

I want you to head south, 190 degrees.

Angela... what the devil are you doing?

Please, just do as you're told.

I don't want to hurt you.

You didn't lock the door, Angela.

You were instructed to lock the door!

Angela!

Angela? Open the door!

Angela?

Don't they usually call in during a flight?

Well, not necessarily.

Could be a radio malfunction

or they've decided to monitor

on a different frequency.

Fourteen Bravo, this Los Angeles Center.

Do you read?

Fourteen Bravo, this Los Angeles Center.

Do you read?

Angela!

Wait a minute. The intercom.

Okay, girls, let's come on.

Let's sit down. Everything's fine.

Everything's going to be fine.

We'll take care of it.

Come on, it's all right. Sit down.

It's okay. Just have a seat there.

Angela? Angela? Gene, can you hear me?

What's going on?

A shot was fired.

A shot? What are you talking about?

There was a shot fired in there,

and now the door is locked.

What are you doing? What's the gun for?

I'm going to shoot the lock off.

And maybe kill somebody in there?

Maybe the only person that can fly this plane?

Are you crazy?

By the way, what are you doing with a gun?

Never mind that.

You girls just get this door open and quick.

This flight's going the way we planned it.

Who's we?

Just get the door open!

Where's the flight engineer?

Forget him. He can't help you.

Now, get the door open.

Now, you just hold on one minute.

We are not doing anything

until you tell us what is going on here.

Listen, I'll use this.

Maybe you will and maybe you won't.

We're no good to you dead.

Okay, look.

Glover and I are going to take the plane

and sell the equipment.

What are you talking about?

The new equipment on the plane. We're going to sell it.

Well, to who?

What difference does it make?

Just get something to break this door open,

and do it now!

Angela. Gene. Can you hear me?

Somebody answer me. What's happening in there?

Pressing... I.L.S.

Los Angeles.

The plane's turning. Somebody must be flying it.

No, it feels like the autopilot.

We're going down!

It is the autopilot!

Hi-ya!

That's it, my friend.

Gene, can you open the door? Open the door.

Locked.

Gene!

Get something and tie him up.

Mai Ling, find the flight engineer.

Los Angeles Center to Test Flight Fourteen Bravo.

Do you read?

Forget the flight engineer. He's unconscious.

The emergency radio.

This is Test Flight 14 Bravo.

Anyone read me?

Kelly, Sabrina. Can you hear me? What happened?

We don't know. There was a shot.

Now the cockpit door is locked.

We can't get in there,

and we can't get anyone on the intercom.

How's the plane reacting?

It feels like it's on autopilot.

We're losing altitude

and heading back toward Los Angeles.

The automated I.L.S. must be engaged.

Where's the flight engineer?

He can't help us. He's unconscious.

What happened?

No, never mind. Tell me later.

You've got to force the cockpit door.

We're trying. We can't.

Keep trying.

Now, listen, and listen carefully.

You may have to land the plane.

Are you crazy?

I'm dead serious.

If the automated I.L.S. is engaged,

it will just get you down to the last 50 feet.

Then you have to take over.

I don't know what to do!

You have to.

Okay. Okay. I have to.

What do I do when and if I get there?

When the red light goes off on your automated I.L.S.,

you'll be 50 feet from the ground.

At that time, pull back on the yoke...

That's the wheel...

Until the air speed indicator reads 100 knots.

Okay. 100 knots.

If the air speed indicator

drops below 100 knots, ease forward.

Do you understand?

I think so.

Okay. The rudder pedals.

You use those with the yoke to turn left or right.

You ever race a soapbox when you were a kid?

I got the picture.

I'll tell you the rest when you're in the cockpit.

Call me when you get there.

2000 feet.

We've got to hurry.

1200 feet.

It's giving.

400 feet.

Get in there, Kelly.

Harder!

Girls, let me try.

Please. Please, please.

150 feet.

Come on, get in there.

Okay, get everybody strapped in. Right now.

Okay, okay. We're in the cockpit.

Don't bother to respond.

Just remember... 100 knots.

Keep the wings level.

Lift the nose to slow down,

lower it to speed up.

You're a little off to the left.

Give it some right rudder.

Just a little.

Come on, Kelly. You can do it. Come on.

You're about to touch down.

When you do, pull the throttles into reverse thrust position.

Reverse thrust now.

Now, feet on top of the rudders. Those are your brakes.

Use them.

Brake evenly. Evenly.

Attagirl, Kelly!

You did it!

Whoo! All right! You did it!

She's down.

Kelly?

You're a flyer.

Uh... I'm a lander.

I'm a lander.

Thank you.

I can't believe it. Aw...

So, it's like the old story, Charlie,

the one about the guy

who was wheeling a brick out of the factory every day.

The guards finally nailed him for stealing bricks.

He was stealing the wheelbarrows.

You see, Glover and Culver

were trying to steal the equipment,

not the plane.

Well, why the elaborate scheme?

Why didn't Glover simply take the plane

and fly it away?

Well, by playing the part of the helpless pilot

forced into the theft,

Glover would never be suspected.

He could pay off Culver, collect his money,

go back home a hero,

and he wouldn't have to be on the run

the rest of his life.

And Angela would never know

Glover was her mysterious caller.

Clever idea, actually...

Provided it had worked, of course.

Angela, how did Glover get access to your apartment...

all those roses?

Gene Knox once had a key to my apartment.

Glover lifted it during a layover somewhere

and had a duplicate made.

That's how he got in and out so easily.

Mai Ling Johnson got her citizenship

by marrying a GI...

Apparently a GI for whom she cared very little,

in that she split.

He placed a missing persons report on her,

which probably explains why she was so upset.

Oh, by the way, Kelly...

I've arranged a little surprise for you.

Oh, really? Let me guess. A week in Pango Pango.

No. Not quite. I'm giving you flying lessons.

What do you think of that?

I think before I answer that, Charlie,

you'd better give me that week in Pango Pango.

That way my answer will be much less painful...

to you.

Good thinking.