All language subtitles for Airport 1975 I

25.000 English

Hey there.

How was Europe?
Oh,
it's still there.

Except for France.
She's not sore
at us anymore.

I was hoping you'd have
a couple hours. I'd like
to talk about something.

Honey, in a couple of hours,
I'll be halfway to L.A.

Board of directors just
can't wait for these reports,

but, uh, I can do wonders
in 30 minutes.

Well, I can't.

I guess we'll just have
to wait till tonight.

What flight are you on?
The red-eye special.

Alan, why don't you... wait
and fly with me?

I'll have my work all finished
by the time you get there.

I was really hoping we'd
have a chance to talk now.

It didn't feel to me
like you were interested
in talking just now.

[Sighs]
Are you back in that
same old kick about us?

If that's what you want
to call it.

Come on! What's all the rush
all of a sudden?

Rush?

I've been on this particular kick
for six years now.

Maybe I'm tired
of one-night stands.

Look, baby, I've
only got half an hour.

Can't we talk it out
when you get to L.A.?

Don't miss your flight, Murdock.
You wouldn't want to keep
that boss of yours waiting.

But...

Did you enjoy your stay
in our city, Miss Swanson?
Yes, I did.

Will you be returning?
I don't know. My life is
one surprise after another.

You look lovely.
Thank you,
Mr. Kelly.

Imagine getting
gussied up like this...

to watch a lot of
supreme court judges chew.

What is the secret
of your eternal youth?
This way, please.

I just take natural food.
I will not have
poisoned food.

I don't like it.
It's not good for anybody.
Just one more question.

[P.A. System]
Northwest Orient passenger,
Janet Satterly...

Who is she, Sister Beatrice?
Do you recognize her?

I believe it's one of
those Hollywood persons.
Oh!

You mean, an actress?
Or worse.

[P.A. System]
Mr. Kelly, line six, please.
Mr. Kelly, line six.

Columbia Airlines flight 10
for Albuquerque and Denver...

Kelly here.

This is Dr. Weiner.
Jefferson Memorial Hospital.
Yes, Doctor, how are you?

Fine, thank you. Listen.
We have a patient on the way.
Name's Janice Abbott.

She's booked on flight 409
for Los Angeles.
Everything's been set for her.

I just wanted to let you know
that the ambulance was late
in getting away.

No need to worry. If we have
to delay departure, we will.

Thank you.
It's been touch and go for us.

She's scheduled for a transplant
and the kidney's in L.A.

We can't have her off
the dialysis machine too long.
Yes. I was told.

I wanted you to understand
the urgency of the situation.

We'll take good care
of her, Doctor.
Thank you.

Yes, sir.
Check Columbia maintenance.

Make sure the arrangements for that
kidney patient on 409 have been set.

Yes, sir.

You really want to sail
a 35-footer
all the way to Hawaii?

What's wrong with that?
Nothing, if you have
an all-girl crew.

My first mate
wouldn't dig that.
What's his problem?

Hers.
First mate's my wife.
Oh, I can dig it.

Oh, that's nice...
nice, nice, nice.

Conserve your energy, Urias.
I hear we can expect
a bumpy ride tonight.

I used to know a stewardess
who thought that was sexy.

You're weird.
You know that?

How do you get rid
of this jet lag?
You just do.

Why? You still tired
in the morning?
Uh-huh.

Give it a couple months.

Hey, do we have
a sexy crew tonight?
I don't check anymore.

In any case, it'll be a change
from Ogallala, Kansas.
Isn't everything?

There. You see why
I love my job so much?

They sure have
all the right equipment.

But it would be wrong.
That's for sure.

How are your kids
and your wife, Julio?

Watch out for that one, Gary.
She's got seniority.

What about
the teenager?
It's Ms. Teenager, please.

I'm emancipated and
highly skilled in kung fu.

Whatever happened
to womanhood?

That's enough of that for you.
The convention's over.
I want you to taper off.

No more!
You should've stuck
to that Blue Nun.

We got a plane to catch,
Sammy boy.
We got a plane.

Bartender, another one
all around.
No more. We got a plane...

California, here I come
right back where

[Glass Shattering]
I'm sorry.
I didn't mean that.

Oh, excuse me. I...
Oh, Sammy!

I'm sorry. It's my fault.
He's a little sloshed.
You know what I mean?

Can I make amends?
Listen, we'd like
to buy you a drink.

I'd like to buy you
a drink.
Whatever
you'd like to have.

Well, maybe a little
bourbon on the rocks.
You got it.

Nurse, bourbon on the rocks
for the lady, please.

With a small beer chaser.
Jesus Christ,
a boilermaker.

Where's the flight log?
Here it is, sir.

It's clean.

No deferred items?
Not a thing.

The crew chief was worried
about number three.

It's all taken care of,
papa.
Well, ain't that thoughtful!

"...contains a concert hall,
an opera house and..."

Hello, Mrs. Patroni.
What are you doing
on the red-eye special?

We stayed to see a play
at the Kennedy Center.
Nice to see you again, Joseph.

Thank you, sir.
"The decor includes
flags of all nations."

This thing'll
never get off the ground.
Never fly. Take my word for it.

Young man, you think
this thing won't fly?

In 1917 I was flying in
something wilder than this.

You know who
the pilot was?

Wiley Post?

[Chuckling]
No. Cecil B. DeMille.

We flew from Hollywood
nonstop to Pasadena.

Yes, and on the way home
we did loop-the-loops...

so that I could see
the moon upside down.

[Man]
We need emergency assistance
at main artery.

Ambulance trying to get
to Columbia Airlines
flight number 409.

[Cars Honking]

You don't mind turning off
that music, do you?

Thanks.
Get us clearance.

Dulles Tower,
Columbia 409.

We're taxiing in five minutes.
Request A.T.C. clearance.

[Tower Radio]
On request.

How are you?
Oh, go ahead.

Thank you!

You all right?
All right. Okay.
I'm fine.

We got him.
It's all right.
I'm okay, I'm all right.

[Indistinct Chatting]

Is that Spanish one
really married?

His wife thinks he is.
Oh, well.
The other one's just as neat.

Eight years ago, I thought
they were all neat.

Thank you.
How are you?

[Beeping]

Yes?

[Julio]
Hey, mama, got a patch
on the company wire from L.A.

Some guy named Al.
You interested?
I'll be right up. Thanks.

Arlene, could you help
Bette here?
Okay.

Hello there, Mrs. Patroni.
Hi, nice to see you.

Your seats are right
over in there.
Good evening.

You better use code.
Neat.

Hello, Alan.

Hey, honey, I'm not getting
you into any trouble, am I?
I don't think so.

Course that's what I've
been trying to do for years,
but you're too smart for me.

Alan, what is it?

I just didn't like the way
we said good-bye.
That's all.

I don't remember anybody
saying good-bye.

Come on, damn it.
You know what I mean.

Then why don't you tell me
what you mean, Alan?

[Sighs] I guess I haven't been
too good at that, have I?

You've had
your moments.
Yeah.

Look, that talk
you mentioned?

We'll have that as soon
as you get here. I promise.

Okay.

Have a good flight.
Thanks.

Hey, I love you.
Nancy?

Hey, you don't
look happy, baby.

I don't know what you mean.

Kelly, we're seven minutes
behind departure time.

[Kelly] Yes, sir.
I'm aware of it.
What the hell is the word?

- The ambulance should be close.
- I sure hope so.

I got special clearance
through gate four, sir.
Keep an eye open for it.

Okay.
We'll give 'em a hand.
Won't you, Julio?

Yes, sir.

Would you hold this.
I'll take care of
Miss Swanson.

Good evening.
Right this way, please.

Thank you.

Good evening, Miss Swanson.
Good evening.
I mean, good morning.

Right here,
Miss Swanson.

Oh, yes,
put it under my feet.
Thank you very much.

It's a pleasure to have you
with us, Miss Swanson.

Never mind her, sister.
Put your ticket away.

Yes, sister.

[Barking]

Sammy, will you
sit down?

You're a tiny bit nervous,
aren't you?

I know.

I've flown thousands
of miles and under very
difficult circumstances.

I assure you there's nothing
to be worried about.

Oh, may I?

He's probably got something
on his mind,

and he's probably getting it
off his chest right now.

[Siren Wailing]

Look, sister, an ambulance.
Oh, I hope
it's not serious!

Clear the aisle,
please.

Good evening.
Good evening.

Oh, how blessed I am.

Three children, seven grandchildren
and all healthy. Thank God.

Julio, this is fine
right here.
Careful, careful.

It's a young girl.

Let me take that.

Let me take your coat.
Oh, thank you.

There.

You want this?
Please.
Thank you so much.

We're happy to have you aboard,
Janice.
Thank you.

It's gonna be a lot of laughs.
I can see that right now.

Here we go, boys.
Right up here.
Here we go.

I'm sorry, fellas.
The bar is closed till
we get to cruising altitude.

Why is the bar closed?
We're not at
cruising altitude?

No, not yet.
Didn't I see you guys
over in coach?

Coach? Yeah, but
we always fly first class.

Why don't we go back and
you can fasten your seat belts?
We'll get your drinks faster.

I want a dry vodka martini
with a twist of lemon.

I'm gonna fly
Rifka next time.

Please, Janice, remember
what the doctor said.

You must lie
very, very still.
I know, Mother.

But it's so exciting.
The people are
so interesting.

You'll have to turn
your seat forward for
the takeoff, Mrs. Abbott.

Oh, thank you.
All right.

And why don't you just
hold tight to that guitar?
Okay.

[Radio]
Columbia 409 clear for takeoff.

[Captain]
We're rolling.

This is it.
Count your beads, folks.

I hear Rosie Grier
does that.
Yes, he does.

[Radio] Here in Gallup
and surrounding areas...

we can expect a massive
cold front moving in
from the north.

Heavy turbulence is predicted
above 15 thousand feet.

Storm warnings
are posted over most of
northern Utah and Idaho.

Did you hear that, Scotty?
Looks like you're stuck here.

You might as well
come back to town with us
and try it tomorrow.

I wish I could stay.
I've enjoyed being with you fellas.

What's so goddamn important
in Boise?

If I miss that meeting
in the morning, I'll lose half
next year's sales commission.

Well, the weather's
not gonna change.
What are you gonna do?

I know I can make it
to Elko for refueling.

Maybe the weather
will thin out up there.

Okay, if you want to break up
this glamorous trio.
Come on.

We'll help you untie.

[Radio] Massive cold front
is moving in from the north.

Heavy turbulence is predicted
above 15 thousand feet.

You look a little off-color,
Scotty.

You sure you're
feeling all right?
Oh, I'm fine.

Good luck now!

[Engine Sputtering,
Revving]

Departure, Columbia 409
out of two thousand feet
for flight level 2-4-0.

[Radio]
Roger, Columbia 409.
Radar contact.

Turn right to 3-0-0 degrees.
Report out at seven thousand.

Columbia 409 turning right
to 3-0-0 degrees, will
check out at seven thousand.

Landing gear?
The light's off.

[Julio]
Flaps?
Up. Light's off.

Engine ignition?
Off.

No smoking sign?
Off.

Departure, 409 checking out
at seven thousand.

Roger 409. Contact
Washington Center, 128.2.

Roger. 409.
Washington Center 128.2.

So long, pal.

Well, we've done it again,
papa.

Once again skill and daring
have overcome
fear and anxiety.

[Chuckles]

Study this chapter.
And don't move anything
till I get back.

Nancy, got a couple
of aspirin?

What's the matter?
You got a headache?

Did you ever take
a tour of Washington...

with a ten-year-old kid
who wants to see everything?

Everything!

Sure you don't want
a drink instead?

I'll give these
ten minutes.

[Strings Vibrate]

[Vibrating Continues]

Which one takes
the sugar again?
The neat one.

Oh, Julio.
Mm-hmm.

Come on.
I'll take you
into the lion's den.

Who's afraid of the
lion's den? I'm Jewish!

Jewish?
From Ogallala?

And you gotta see
Gloria Swanson.
She looks terrific!

Oh, hi, Nancy.
Ah, Bette, we've missed you.

It has been a long time,
hasn't it?

Thank you.
Nobody misses me
anymore.

Well, you're onto us, baby.
Oh, and I'm not,
huh?

You're too young to know
what I'm talking about.
Ah, I know!

Yeah, but you're
a dirty old man.
We need love too.

Nancy, how do you put up
with these monkeys?

I've been here so long,
I don't hear it anymore.

No wonder you're so good
at dodging passes.

The trouble with Nancy is
she never learned to rise
above her principles.

The trouble with Nancy is
she's a one-man girl. Right?
Right.

What a waste
of talent.

Hey!
There's no sugar in this.

Oh, I'm sorry.
This...
This is it.

I'm sorry.
I like my coffee sweet,
mommy.

Huh? Huh?
I'll see you later.

Ay, chico.!

Miss Devaney?
Miss Devaney.

There are two empty seats
up front. Would you like
to see the picture up there?

Oh, that would be nice.
Fine.

Plug it in right here.

Down in front, sir.
Yes, I'll be down.

I'm...
I'm in this picture.
You're in this picture?

It's just a small part,
but the producer said the next
picture I'll have a bigger part.

Good!

Sister Beatrice?
It's coming up now.

I'm going to see if
I can talk to that young girl.

Pardon me, sister.
Don't you like the picture?

Oh, I wasn't watching.
Oh.

Here it comes.

[Passengers Groaning]

The picture broke.

The picture broke?

The only reason
I took the flight
was because of the picture.

[Chuckling]
It's all right.

I've seen this movie.
Oh, you have?
How'd I come out?

Fine!
Just fine.
I did?

Oh, thank you.

Is this a double?
That's a double.

Keep 'em coming,
will ya?

Hi.
Excuse me. Would
it be all right...

if I said hello
to the little girl?
I'm not sure.

I guess so.
Go ahead.
Okay.

Hi.
Hi.

I'm Sister Ruth.
I'm Janice.

That's a nice guitar.
Thank you.

Do you play?
Oh, just a little bit.

What kind of music
do you like?

Oh, I like rock music,
folk music, all kinds.

Me too.
Would you like to try?

Okay.

Is it all right
if I sit here?
Sure.

Would you take better care
of yourself

Would you be kinder
to yourself

Would you be
more forgiving

Of your human imperfections

If you realized your
best friend was yourself

Who is always with you
everywhere

Who is on your side
when others are unfair

Tell me who will never
let you down

In any situation

Who will always see
you get your share

That's why I am

A best friend to myself

And I take me out

Whenever I feel low

And I make my life as happy
as a best friend would

I'm as nice to me
as anyone I know

[Humming]

Oh, your book editor
has a query.

In chapter two you tell
how the studios could tell
the contract stars...

what to do
and what not to do.

You had two friends who didn't
cave under studio pressure.

They want the names.

That's easy.

Carole Lombard
and Grace Moore.

I was a rebel too.
[Chuckling]

Miss Swanson, can I get you
something from the bar?

No, thank you.
I have my own.
Tea.

Miss Griffith?
Yes. A martini, please.

[Mrs. Patroni]
I don't believe it.
Did it again.

Who's winning?
Oh, you know my son
Diamond Jim?

Wins at everything...
just like his father.

How long have you been
playing that game, Joseph?
Since we took off.

Better keep him away
from Vegas.

Hello, Mr. Patroni.

Hi, Mr. Patroni.

Hi.
Hey, Patroni, what the heck
you doing down here?

What's wrong with your fancy
new office? New job
doesn't keep you busy, huh?

You know how it is.
Just like to keep
my hand in.

Yeah! Listen,
I just got this crew broke in,

so don't go screwing 'em up
with any of your old-fashioned
ways of doin' things.

You know what I mean?
Oops.
[Clanking]

Oopsy.

He dropped his
old-fashioned wrench.

Miss?

You need something?
I feel a little queasy.
The altitude, I guess.

I'll have a bourbon...
with a beer chaser.

Uh, Miss Devaney?
Miss Devaney, do you know
what you just ordered?

They call those
boilermakers.

I know.

Bourbon with a beer chaser.

[Scotty]
Operator, I'd like to place
a credit card call.

My number is 644011-537F.

Calling Mrs. Scott Freeman,
same number, Boise, Idaho.

Area code 208.

[Phone Ringing]

Hello.
Hello?

Where are you?

Elko. I've been having
weather problems.

Oh, really now, Scotty,
don't take any chances.
Don't worry.

How is the weather there?

The moon's out, but there
are a few clouds around.

Well, there's a squall line
going through here.

I'll wait it out,
and then come on home.

Look, can't you just cancel
that meeting tomorrow?
No way!

Those guys only come out
once a year.

I'll find a hole in this weather,
and be there as soon as I can.

Okay. I'll wait up.

That'll be worth coming
through anything for.
I love you, darling.

I love you.

What's wrong, Junior?

A vibration.

Number three, huh?
Yeah.

Hey, when we get to Los Angeles,
you're gonna go see Fifi.

Gimme a kiss.
Oh, well, that's good.

I guess everybody'd
given up hope
including the doctors.

Nobody expected me to live.

But then, I've never done
anything I was expected to do.

Is everything okay?
Yes, fine.
Thank you.

I once went with a girl
who was half French
and half Chinese.

I came home late one night,
she ate my laundry.

I want to be sure
and tell everyone how
you irrigate those flowers.

[Indistinct Chatting]

Hey, Plunkett, who do you guys
think is gonna make it
to the Super Bowl?

Well...
New England probably
has the inside shot.

Real funny, James.

[Chuckling]

Los Angeles Center,
Columbia 409 over Bryce Canyon
at flight level 3-5-0.

[Radio]
Roger, Columbia 409. Stand by
for radar identification.

We gotta sort you out.
Identify.

Sort us out
or deal us out?

Deal us out, I hope.

Sounds like they've got
more traffic stacked up
than the freeway.

[Radio]
Columbia 409, Center.

409. Go ahead.

L.A.X. reporting zero-zero.
The whole coastline's socked in
from San Diego to San Francisco.

Well, well, well.

All right, thank you.
We'll proceed to our
alternate, Salt Lake City.

Do you have
their current weather?
Yes.

They're reporting
scattered clouds at 15,000.

For radar vector,
turn right to 3-4-0 degrees.

Roger, 3-4-0.

I hope you two won't be
lonesome tonight.

Julio, will we
be lonely tonight?

[Urias]
That's it.
Fly on.

[Scotty]
Boise Approach,
this is Barron 232 Zulu.

Do you read me?
[Radio] Boise Approach.
Go ahead, 232 Zulu.

232 Zulu. Forty miles
southeast at ten thousand.

V.F.R. on top.
Request landing information.

232 Zulu,
we're fogged in here solid.
Salt Lake City is open.

Roger, Boise.
Will you give me a vector
direct to Salt Lake?

[Radio]
1-4-0 degrees,
turn right.

Ladies and gentlemen,
this is Captain Stacy speaking.
May I have your attention?

Due to extremely heavy fog
up and down
the California coastline,

we're going to land
at Salt Lake City.
[Passengers Groaning]

Our estimated time of arrival
is approximately
20 minutes from now.

We apologize
for the inconvenience.

We'll try and make your delay
as pleasant as possible.

Thank you.

What do you do
in Salt Lake City?

I went there once.
It was closed.

- Oh, Miss Devaney? Miss Devaney?
- Yes?

Salt Lake City
may be very good for you.

- It's dry there, you know.
- Dry?

Do you know that my
first trip to California
took five days?

So, if we have to spend
a weekend in Salt Lake,
I'm still ahead.

- But we have to get to Los Angeles!
- We'll make it, Mrs. Abbott.

Wait'll I ask Dad if this
is any way to run an airline.

I suppose you'll want to see
the Mormon temple.

Hey, that'd be neat!

You don't understand.
She can't stay off that
kidney machine too long.

She's a very sick girl.

We'll make it.
I know we will!

Salt Lake Center
from Columbia 409.

[Radio]
Salt Lake Center.
Go ahead, Columbia 409.

We're descending for
a landing in your fair city.
Please alert Brigham Young.

Roger, 409.
We have you in radar contact.

Checklist.

Windshield heat?

A-okay. Safe from
all kinds of birdies.

Except young flying quail.

You're a disgrace
to your race.
Do you know that?

[Speaking Spanish]

What'd you say?
I said,
my mother loves me.

Salt Lake Approach.
Barron 232 Zulu.

[Radio]
Go ahead, Barron 232 Zulu.

232 Zulu 30 miles northwest
at 11 thousand.

[Radio]
Columbia 409,
Salt Lake Approach.

Descend to 12 thousand.
Maintain present heading.

Traffic at 12:00, five miles.
It's a twin-engine Barron.

Roger, Salt Lake.

Okay, Junior.
Let's get to it.
Checklist.

Seat belt sign?
On.

Helen?
No, thank you.
Nothing.

I'm sorry to bother you,
but we're landing.

Would you put your seat
back upright?
Oh.

And fasten your seat belts.
Okay, Joseph?

Excuse me. Could you put
your seat back upright?
Sure, you bet.

I'll take that.
Oh, thank you.

Anti-ice?
Check.

Altimeters?
Set.

Brake pressure.
Three thousand pounds.

[Radio] 232 Zulu,
Salt Lake Approach.
Maintain present heading.

You are number two
for the approach
following a heavyjet.

232 Zulu, Roger.

Parking brake?
Off.

Checklist complete.

[Radio] Columbia 409,
maintain present heading and
altitude to intercept the I.L.S.

Upon intercepting the I.L.S.,
you're clear for approach.

Ah, pardon me.
Don't your hands
ever get tired?

Well, idle hands!

By the time we land,
you'll probably have a rug.

A rug?

Salt Lake, this is 232 Zulu.
What's the big delay?

[Radio]
You're still number two
behind a 747.

Five degrees flaps.
Five degrees.

[Groaning]

[Stewardess] Ladies and
gentlemen, we have started
our descent into Salt Lake City.

Please make sure
your seat belts are fastened,

and put out your cigarettes
when the light goes on.

[Capt. Stacy]
What's wrong, Junior?
That damn vibration again.

[Radio]
Columbia 409,
the Barron is at 12:30.

Jesus!

[Screaming]

Sister Ruth!

Urias.

Urias!

Julio?

What happened?
I don't know,
darling.

Bette, Carol, come here.
Handle him.

Oh, my God!

Nancy.
Yes.

Still flying?
Yes.

[Gasps]

Autopilot.

It's in "on."

Good.

Altitude.
Hold.

Get help.

Radio.

I will.

[Screaming]

[Radio]
Columbia 409.
Columbia 409.

This is Salt Lake Approach.
Do you read me?

Do you read me?
Columbia 409.

Salt Lake.

Salt Lake,
this is Columbia 409.

It's Nancy Pryor,
stewardess.
Something hit us.!

All the flight crew is...

either dead
or badly injured.

There's no one left
to fly the plane!

Help us.!
409, this is Salt Lake.
We read you, Nancy. Stand by.

[Sobbing]
My God, help us!

409, this is Salt Lake.
Stay on this frequency.

Are you flying level?

I think so, yes.

Is your autopilot on?
The what?

Your autopilot.
Is it on?

Oh, yes.

Very good. Now, describe
the damage to the aircraft.
Over.

There's a hole ripped through
the plane on the right...

just above
the copilot's seat.

A lot of the gauges
over the engineer's panel
are broken.

The front controls
seem to be all right.

All right, Nancy.

We have you in radar contact
and you look good. We'll do
everything we can to help you.

Stay on this frequency,
Nancy.

I'm goin' down
to the I.F.R. room.

[Stewardess] Don't panic.
Stay seated, everybody.
Remain calm.

[Stewardess]
We'll be all right.

[Crying]

Bette? Bette.

Now, I want you
to get hold of yourself.

We're the ones who are going
to have to go down there
and calm everybody else.

- What is going to happen?
- They're going to land
the plane somehow.

How?

I don't know, but I want
you to go down there...

and tell everyone
that everything is
going to be all right.

We have to give them
something to hope for.

Damn it, I just got off the horn
with the boss and
I'm gonna handle things here!

Now keep this line open!

They're gonna have to make
a course correction
or hit the mountains.

I want Al Murdock on this.
Try his apartment.

Listen, how much time
do you estimate before
a course correction is needed?

Ouch.
All right, hang on.

Have them get Exec One ready.
We're gonna take the Lear to Salt Lake.

All right, I understand.
Now, we're getting Al Murdock on this.

He was our chief instructor
pilot on 747 s for four years.
I'll get back to you.

Bill?
It's ringing.

[Sighs]
Look, you know you're gonna
have to handle the news people.

When the story breaks,
there's gonna be relatives
and there's gonna be friends.

Won't the directors
want you to handle that?

My wife and son are up there
on that airplane.
I'm going to Salt Lake City.

I'm sorry, Joe.
How the hell are we gonna
get that aircraft down?

Damn it, I don't know!
That plane can do
almost anything.

And Al Murdock knows more
about flyin' it than anybody.
Now, where the hell is he?

No answer.
Wait a second!
He was going to meet 409.
Try the V.I.P. lounge.

Yeah.

How's it flying now?
It's on autopilot.

How much damage
was there?
Not a great deal.

There's just a big hole in it
where the pilots usually sit!

[Buzzes]
Yeah?

Right. Exec One
is ready when you are.

All right.
And they're paging
Murdock.

Tell him to get his ass out
to Exec One.

[P.A. System]
Al Murdock, emergency call.

Al Murdock.

- Alan Murdock.
- Al, it's Bill.

- What's up? They said
it was an emergency.
- It is.

My God.

Yeah.
You sure it's 409?

Yeah, I understand.
I'm... I'm on my way.

I'm so frightened.
What has happened?

Why won't you tell us?
We'll let you know
as soon as we know ourselves.

There's nothing...
Miss!

What's the matter,
Mr. Rogers?
Where are the oxygen masks?

We're below 14,000 feet.
You don't need them.
Everything'll be fine, really.

What about the mountains?
We're flying into the mountains.

Everything will be just fine.
Now, sit back and relax.
We'll be okay.

Can I help?

Mother? Mother?

It'll be okay.

Darling, I'm gonna go
and see if I can help,
but stay right in your seat.

Do you want me
to come with you?
No.

Oh, and Mom, remember,
the 747's the best aircraft
ever made.

It can almost fly by itself.
Dad calls it the big pussycat.

I remember.

Nancy, this is Al, honey.
We're in Exec One
on the way to Salt Lake.

We've cleared this frequency.
Do you read me?

[Nancy]
Yes, I read you.
Fine.

We don't have much time.
I want you to sit in
the pilot's seat...

and do exactly
what I tell you.

O-Okay.

Ready.

Look at
the instrument panel.

The altimeter
is marked "alt."

I know that.

[Alan]
What does it read,
honey?

Twelve thousand feet.

Fine. The airspeed
indicator is to the left.

I know that too.
It's 192.

Okay, honey, take it easy.
I want you to find
the autopilot.

Look to your right...

at the top of the panel
just below the windshield.

There's a switch marked "autopilot. "
It says "command, manual and off. "

I see it.
Don't touch it.

Is it in manual?

It's on manual. It's on.

I don't hear you, honey.
Nancy, press
your mike button.

Yes.

Fine. Now, we don't have
anything to worry about.

We're just gonna help
the autopilot make a turn.

Do exactly what
I tell you.

Put your hand to the right
of the console.

The what?
The flat panel
just below the throttles.

There's a gray knob
about the size of
a milk bottle top.

I see it.

Okay. Now slowly turn it
to the right.

Nothing's happening.

Okay, honey, try it
to the left slowly.

[Nancy]
It's not working.
There's nothing happening.

It's not turning
the plane.

Jesus, that's not working
for turns.

Can't you tell us
what's happening up there?

They want us to change course
just like I told you.
It's a very simple thing.

There is a pilot on the radio
telling her what to do,

telling her exactly
how to do it.

Pardon me.
What "her"?

The first stewardess
is at the controls.

But she is in constant
touch with the tower.

You mean, the stewardess
is flying the plane?
Please keep your voice down.

Sure.

The stewardess is flying
the plane.

The stewardess is...
Thank you, Mrs. Devaney,
but I don't drink.

What difference
does it make now?

You're right.

No difference.

Alan?

I'm scared.

You're doing just fine,
honey.

There's a problem with the
autopilot. It'll keep you
straight and level,

but I'm gonna have to help
you make the turns yourself.

I'm going to turn
the plane?
No sweat.

Put both hands
on the wheel.

There's a button
under your left thumb.
Press it.

[Alarm Buzzing]
What's that?

Don't worry.
That's just an alarm.
Press it again.

[Alarm Stops]
Okay.

All right, honey, now
you've got the airplane.

Just hold it steady
until I tell you.

I want you to find
the artificial horizon
on the instrument panel.

That's the little airplane
with the horizontal line
through it.

Alan?

I can't do this.

Why not?
You can do it, Nancy!

Nancy, come in.!

Goddamn it, answer!

Okay... okay,
I'm gonna try it.

[Sighs]
You scared the hell
outta me, honey.

What do you think I am?

Okay. What's your
altimeter read?

Eleven thousand,
five hundred feet.

That's good.
All right now.

Turn to the right.

Turn the wheel to the right
slow and easy.

[Nancy]
Turning.

Good. Read me
your airspeed.
It's going down.

It's only 184.

It's still all right.
Just keep turning.

183... 182.

She's climbing in the turn.
Get her nose down
or she's gonna stall.

Not till she
finishes the turn.

What's your
airspeed now?

180.
It's on 180.

All right. Now, turn
the wheel to the left again
till it comes level.

[Alan]
Now ease the wheel forward
just a little.

Watch the little airplane
in the instrument.

Don't let it fall
below the line.

Wings on the
horizontal line.

All right.

Okay. Let the autopilot
take it back now.

Turn the switch in the
top panel back to manual.

Take your hands
off the wheel.

Is the airplane level?

[Nancy]
Yes.
Goodjob, honey.

You take a rest now.

We're almost
to Salt Lake.

We got a big problem.
Look here.

There's Salt Lake City
and there's 409.

Look at the terrain
in between.
There is no way...

we can talk Nancy
through those mountains and
down through a safe landing.

It's just too much
for her.

The only way is
to put a pilot into 409.
A midair transfer?

Ajet helicopter is fast
enough to keep up. We can
put a man out on a tether.

Do you know what
it would be to put a man
through that hole?

Goddamn it!
There isn't any other way!

I think he's right.
The only question is who?

Me.
No, Al,
you're too damn big.

What the hell you gonna do?
Go shopping for somebody?
Right!

I'll call
Hill Air Force Base.
They're the experts.

You mean to tell me...

you're going to try
to transfer a pilot
into a 747 in flight?

That's right. We need your
cooperation and the fastest
helicopter you've got.

Wait a minute.
You intend to put one of
our men on an umbilical?

That's it!
How's he going
to get inside?

The way the stewardess
described the hole,
it's big enough.

If you'll excuse me, sir,
it's one hell of a stupid idea.

That's all we've got,
Lieutenant! Now, what
have you got to help us?

There's only one man who's
ever done anything like this.
A MajorJohn Alexander.

He's in air rescue.
I can try to contact him.

You know how urgent...
Who is your
commanding officer?

Uh... Colonel Moss, sir.

Thank you.
This is Exec One out.

[Sighs]
Now the question is,
can we get there in time?

[Radio]
Columbia 409,
Salt Lake Approach.

We need another
instrument reading, Nancy.

Come in, Columbia 409.

Nancy, come in, please.
Come in, Nancy.

[Pilot]
Salt Lake Approach,
air force T37-Sage 14...

approaching Columbia 747.

The aircraft is
in level flight.

The flaps are ten degrees
since the collision occurred
during descent into Salt Lake.

Look, Mom, there's another
airplane out there.

Where?
Right out there!

Oh, my God, there is.

An air force jet.

[Pilot]
Jesus Christ,
you can't believe this!

There's a big hole
on the starboard side
of the flight deck.

Doesn't look like there's
any other damage. All four
engines seem to be running.

Hard to tell how much
instrument damage.

It looks like most of it's
near the engineer's panel.
Front part looks okay.

He's probably
checking the damage.

I'll bet he's gonna
help us.
He is!

Can you see the fighter
now, Nancy?
It should be on your right.

Yes, I see it.

He's gonna look you over
and report the damage.
Stand by.

Nancy, the executive plane
is landing here now.

We're gonna have some help
up to you real soon.

Good.

Do you really think
they can do anything?

I know they'll do everything
that can be done.

You betcha!
My dad runs the airlines.

[Joseph]
Well, almost.

What does he mean about
"running" this airline?

My husband is vice president
of operations.

Ha.
Some operations!

[Pilot] Uh-oh. There's
a little crease on the inboard
section of the starboard wing.

I see some fuel coming
off the trailing edge.

If this had happened at
20 thousand feet, forget it.

Plot a rendezvous point.
Have the 47 make a 180
and bring her back.

We'll have to.
We've gotta make sure
she holds altitude.

Col. Moss is on his way
from Hill Air Base.

What's the fuel situation?
There's enough,
but we have a complication.

The air force sent up a
fighter to look things over.
He says there's a fuel leak.

Oh, damn!

That Nancy's
some woman.

She better be.
How much do you think
we can ask of her?

There's a call for you,
Mr. Patroni.
Everything, I guess.

Yeah?

Your information is correct,
but we're clearing everything
out of our Los Angeles office.

You can understand that our
concern here is for the safety
of those people. Excuse me.

Who's that?
A guy named Purcell.
Owns a local TV station.

He's sending
a remote unit out.

What the hell does he want
to photograph? We don't
have any bodies yet!

Take it easy, damn it.
We're gonna need all
the good press we can get.

Now let's go find that colonel
and get that rendezvous course
plotted and on the boards.

Oh, my jewel case.

It's bombproofed.
The insurance people
insisted upon it.

Oh, my idea of heaven
is never to pack or unpack.

Why didn't I think
of that before? Here.

Here.
You know what?

To hell with the jewelry.
Let's put my book in here.

Thank you.

Here you are, my darlings.
It's all yours.

I never wanted to have
the damn thing published
while I was alive, anyway!

Colonel, is this thing
gonna work?

It's gonna be like
trying to put a raw egg
back in its shell.

Your pilot confirmed what
the stewardess told us.
The hole looks big enough.

It's a hell of a risk,
a long shot!
I gotta tell you that.

It's the only shot we got!
How long before that
helicopter gets here?

About ten minutes.
I gotta clear with Washington.
Make it fast.

Do we have any morphine
in the first-aid kit?

No. I'm sure
we have some sedatives.

No.
Help.

Yes, we'll help you.
It'll put you
to sleep.

No!

Maybe...

help.

I understand. He wants
to stay conscious in case
he can help us later on.

[Radio]
Salt Lake Approach.
Do you read me, Nancy?

This is Nancy.
Go ahead.

In a little while, we're gonna
take you through a 180 degree turn
like we did before.

Capt. Murdock will
talk you through it.
No sweat, okay?

I'm not looking forward
to it.

Just hang in there, Nancy.
You'll do fine.
You're doing great, honey.

We want you to look at the
flight engineer's panel...

in the center
just above the desk.

Tell us what the third
fuel used gauge reads.
Over.

Uh... 22 thousand,
five hundred pounds.

Why, is something wrong?
No. Wejust want to keep track
of the rate of fuel flow.

We're not running low,
are we?
No chance.

There's always an extra
amount just in case.

Besides that, the captain always
adds a few thousand pounds...

for his wife, kids,
his mother,
even his mother-in-law.

Nancy.
Come in, Nancy.

Hello, this is Nancy.
Can you hear me?

Come in, 409.
Nancy, do you read me?

Flight 409
calling Salt Lake.

Nancy!
Come in, 409!

This is flight 409
calling Salt Lake. Come in.

Columbia 409
calling Salt Lake.

It just went out.
I'll try it.

Columbia 409.
Do you read, Nancy?

Come in. Come in!

This is flight 409
calling Salt Lake. Come in.

I've got her.
What's the
frequency?

125.4.

This is Salt Lake.
409, come in.
Can you read me?

Yes, thank God!

- What happened?
- A piece of wreckage
fell into the radio panel.

Don't change anything.
Just stand by.

Standing...
Standing by.

Nancy?

Are you all right?
Yeah, I'm all right.

How is it
down there?
It's better.

The sight of another plane
kinda perked everybody up.

Look at this.

What is it?
I don't know.

It looks like
it's cracked.

What is it?
What's the matter?

There's some fluid
coming out of the wing.

Did you hear that?
There's some gas
coming out of the wing.

Didn't I tell you before
I don't want to hear that?
I don't want to hear it!

He doesn't want to hear it.
Oh, wow.

What the hell is all of that?
That'll be Mr. Purcell.
TV has arrived.

He knows everybody in town.
He'll get clearance
to come up here.

Leave her alone!

[Indistinct Chatting]

You just sit here.
I'll be back in a minute,
Mrs. Freeman.

And don't worry!

Mr. Patroni?
Yeah.

Glen Purcell, KSL-TV.
Now I know how busy
you must be,

but we're going on a special
nationwide network hook-up.

I'm sorry, I'm busy.
Sir, this happens to be
a very big story.

We have Mrs. Freeman downstairs
and I thought the two of you...

Who's Mrs. Freeman?
You know, the private pilot
that went down.

She is his wife.
What the hell's
she doing here?

Trying to locate her husband.
Have they found him yet?
Mr. Purcell, we don't know.

The highway patrol
was alerted at the time
of the collision.

Why don't you
go talk to them?

You mean you haven't
bothered to find out?

No, because we're too busy
trying to save the 120
that are up there!

Why don't you just let us...
get on with our job?

It seems to me it would be
good public relations
to talk with her.

It was your plane
that killed him, wasn't it?

Listen, you
son of a bitch!

Take it easy!
Joe!

Take it easy you said.
Right?

Al, sometimes the
public's right to know...

gives me a huge pain
in the ass.

We've got a problem,
Mr. Patroni.
Yeah?

We may lose radio contact.
We can barely read her.

And she's having
the same trouble.

What about
another frequency?
I'm afraid to let her try.

We might lose
what we have.

We gotta get started, Joe.
Now.

409, 409, this is Joe Patroni.
How do you read me?

Not very well,
Mr. Patroni.

How 'bout now?

I can barely read you,
Mr. Patroni.

Nancy, is that
my husband?
Yes.

Let me talk to him.

Joe!

Joe, this is Helen.
Can you hear me?

Yeah... you're all doing a great job, honey.
We're proud of you.

We're doing everything
that we can here,
and we're almost ready.

We... we have faith in you.

Ah, how is
the captain?

In pain.

Well, he's a good man.

How...
[Clears Throat]

How's Joe, Jr?

He's fine!

We love you!

[Purcell]
Ladies and gentlemen,

tension is thick here
at Salt Lake City Airport.

Just arriving is the
air force helicopter.

Maj. John Alexander will
make the dramatic attempt
to rescue...

120 persons trapped aboard
a giantjetliner without
pilot and without crew.

And tragedy within tragedy,
one of them,
a young girl dying,

unless she's delivered
to Los Angeles soon for a
kidney transplant operation.

Maj. Alexander
has volunteered to make
this daring attempt.

He will be lowered
on a line from the
air force helicopter,

and try to crawl
through the hole...

torn into the body
of the jumbo jetliner.

Here they are now.

What a moment
this is.

This is KSL-TV.
Would you...

We want to...

[Alan]
All right.
We're ready here, Nancy.

Remember, I'll tell you
everything you have to do.
You can do it.

I can't hear you
very well.

Take it easy, honey.
Very slow.

Are you ready?

Ready.

We're going to turn
you around to a new heading:

260 degrees.

We don't want you to lose
altitude, so we'll do it
very slow and easy.

Now first you have to
turn off the autopilot.

Put both hands
on the wheel.

There's a button
under your left thumb.

Press it.

There now, honey,
you've got the airplane.

Now, read me
your compass heading.

Compass?

Okay. The arrow
is on the "S."

Okay. Look at the numbers.
We're gonna turn...

until it reads
260 degrees.

Are you ready?

Ready.
Turn the wheel
to the right.

Easy now.
Not too much.

You're doing fine, honey.!
Just watch the little plane
in the horizon.

I'm watching.

Now, read me
the altimeter.

Eight thousand feet.
Eight.

Read it again, honey.
Read it as it changes.

Seven-nine.
Seven-eight.

She's gotta get that altitude back.
She's only got 1,500 feet to play with.

Keep turning just the way
you're doing, honey,

but at the same time
ease the wheel back...

until you see the
little plane lift up a bit.

Nancy, have you done that?

Yes, I think so.

What's your airspeed?

One-eight...
one-eight-eight.

One-eighty-eight.
Do you read me?

I read you fine,
honey.

Now, what's your heading?
Your compass heading?

Two-forty, 240.

There's a 13,000- foot mountain
right in front of her.

[Alan]
Read me that again, Nancy.

That's two-fifty-five, 255.

All right. Ease the
wheel to the left now.
To the left a little.

Nice and slow.
Not too much.

Tell me what's
happening, Nancy.

Press your mike button,
honey.

[Nancy]
We're turning back.

The little airplane
is tilting to the left,
I mean back.

[Alan]
All right, that's fine.
Bring it back to level.

Watch the little airplane.

All right, level now.

What's the airspeed now?
The airspeed, read it to me.

One-eight-zero.

Now the altimeter.

It's just over
ten thousand feet.

She's still too low.
Let George take it
back now, Nancy.

Put it back
on autopilot.

You're doing just great,
honey.

That helicopter's ready,
gentlemen.

The helicopter's ready.
We're going to be
taking off now.

We'll be with you
in a little while.

She's gonna have to have more
altitude or she's gonna take
the tops off those mountains.

You want
to take it, Joe?
I'm going with you, Al.

[Danton]
I can do it.

Her altitude's critical.
For God's sake, watch it!

We've been damn lucky so far.
Let's not push it.

Try not to rattle her.

[Danton]
All right now, Nancy,
we're gonna watch your altitude.

And all of you
across the nation...

are seeing it
as it happens.

Oh, the rescue team is
going to the helicopter.

Gentlemen... Gentlemen,
may I have a few words?

How do you propose to slow
the jet down?

Nancy?

I'm scared!

I am too.

[Screams]

Nancy, look!

Nancy?
Are you all right?

Nancy, what happened?

Salt Lake,
this is Columbia 409.

Come in.

Salt Lake, this is
Columbia 409. Come in.

409, this is Salt Lake.
Do you read me?

Come in, 409.
This is Salt Lake.
Do you read?

409. Come in please.

What's wrong?

I don't hear anybody.

The frequencies.

Salt Lake, come in.

Salt Lake, come in.

Salt Lake, come in.

Nancy, come in.
Do you read me?

Salt Lake, come in please.

Goddamn it,
we've lost her.

Why don't we have
that air force jet try
his frequency again?

Even if we can't hear her,
there's a chance she can hear us.

I'm gonna talk her
through her climb just
on the assumption she can.

409, do you read?

They found the small plane.
Exploded on impact.

The radio's dead.

We're all alone now,
Bette.

The winch will hold
your position, okay?
You got it, sir?

Got it.

You'll find you can control
lateral movement somewhat.

Using the wind pressure
against my body.

You'll have to signal us
for in-and-out movement.

I must've made 20 drops
in Nam, sir.

But what you're gonna do
scares the hell out of me.

Me too.

Nancy.

Oh, my God!

Bette, we're too low!

What are you
supposed to do?

I don't know.

I know they worried
about airspeed.

Now... if we climb,

the airspeed drops.

I could stall us out.

The captain!

He said he could help us!

[Bette]
Do you understand me,
Captain?

Thrust levers.

Thrust levers.
What about them?

Forward... an inch.

All right.
Anything else?

[Gasping]
One-ninety. Hold.

One-nine-zero...

airspeed.

I've done a few screwy things
in this outfit, but this'll
be a first, huh, Gage?

She'll handle a lot
like that 707 tanker
you're used to flying.

But just remember, once you
get her on the ground, you're
still three stories in the air.

I'll let you know if
it's true about not being able
to make a bad landing in a 747.

Control reports 409
has lost radio contact.

Altitude.
What about the altitude?

- Had they made corrections?
- Negative.

- What's our ETA at rendezvous?
- Few minutes.

They haven't got
a few minutes!

[Maj. Alexander]
We oughta be able
to see her soon.

Probably be below us.
Be harder to see.

[Col. Moss]
Two minutes to ETA.

She's gotta be
out there somewhere.

There she is.

She's flying it.!
She's flying it herself!

Climb, baby.
Climb.

The mountains.
We're so close!

Ready, sir?

I'll see you
in Salt Lake.

Lower away.

Ease him down just a little.
Steady.

[Screams]

- Oh, dear God, he fell!
- Good God almighty.

Oh, God.

Get me in one of
those jump suits.
But, sir...

Get the suit, damn it!
You're not
gonna do it, Al.

Who's gonna stop me?
I am!

You got anybody else
up here who knows how
to fly that bloody plane?

This is just plain suicide.
We can't even let you
wear a chute.

It might deploy and pull
you up into the blades.

She's falling off.
Tell the chopper.

This the tether release?
Yes, sir.

She's losing altitude.

Get me outta here
before I change my mind.

Yeah! Yeah!

He made it!
The pilot's on the plane!

[Cheering]

[Man]
Salt Lake Approach.

Pilot is now aboard Columbia 747.
Aircraft flying straight and level.

Your hand.
I'll get you something.

Damn!
That's all we need.
What is it?

Number three engine's
running awful hot.
I'm gonna shut it down.

You tell the passengers.
Tell 'em it's just
a precaution.

Okay.
Tell 'em, baby.

[Cheers, Whistles]

Please, may I have
your attention.

Capt. Murdock is now aboard,
and is flying this plane.

Thank you.

He wants me to tell you
that everything is under control.

However, he wants me also to tell you
that he will have to shut down
one of the engines...

which seems to be running
a little roughly.
We're gonna die.!

But there is nothing
to be alarmed about.

Nothing.

Where are you goin', Arnie?
Where are you goin'?

Arnie.!
Arnie, come back.
Leave them alone up there.

Look, is everything
all right?

I mean, there is a pilot
on board, right?
Yes, sir, there is.

I gotta tell him something,
'cause I just saw something
out there.

Please, sir.
You're not allowed up there.

Please, sir,
don't go up there.
I don't want you to go...

What's going on?
The gas is leaking.
I saw it out there.

We've got plenty of fuel
in the other tanks.
There's nothing to worry about.

Why don't you go sit down?
What about fire?
It might explode.

There's no danger!

- [Arnie] My God.!
- You get him the hell outta here!

Please, sir,
we know about the fuel.
Now, it's being handled.

It's all right.
We're handling it, okay?

Now go and sit down and relax.
It's fine. I'll get you a drink.

Shhh!
Will you look at this?

The collision wiped out
so many instruments,
I can't tell what's working.

Alan, we are going to
be able to land, aren't we?

You tell me, honey.
I don't know if I can get
the landing gear down.

If it does come down,
I can't tell if it's
locked into position.

Well, nothing I can do
about it, I guess.

How's Stacy?

Not good.

Radio too?
The radio's dead.
I've tried every channel.

Well, here we go.

Let's see if you can land
one of these things
by the seat of your pants.

[Patroni]
How long before we land?
[Moss] Two minutes.

Salt Lake, this is Patroni.
We're on our way down.

We're gonna need ambulances
for the girl
and the injured crew.

Hit the red button.
I want the field cleared!

Go have the passengers
fasten their seat belts,
honey.

Tell the girls to hang on.
Go do your thing, baby.

Are we okay?
Have you heard anything?
Nothing.

Let's get back to work.
Prepare for landing.

Remember the intercom
systems aren't working.

Honey, we'll have
to stow this for landing.

I'll take good care of it.

[Honking]

Buckle yourself in.

They're down, baby.
Just hope they're locked.

Almost home.

Are we landing?
Yes, Janice.

I knew we'd be all right.

Nancy?
Yes?

I love you.

Over the fence.

Damn!

What's the matter?
Brake pressure's dropping.

I don't know if
we've got enough left
to stop this thing.

Jesus! This mother's got
ten backup systems too.

He can't stop her!

[Squealing Tires]

Hang on.

[Sighs]

Ladies and gentlemen,
thank you for flying
Columbia Airlines.

Unfasten seat belts.
Let's go out this way!

What, are we here already?
Are we here already?
No! We're still in Washington.

What's going on?

Move, move, move, move.

The ambulance is waiting
to take you to the hospital.

They have a kidney,
and they're ready
for the transplant.

Get in there!

No, Miss Swanson, no.
You can't take that
with you.

You'll get it later.
Jump! Jump!

Let's go.
Get outta here!

I really was
in that picture.

Remember when the kids
walked... ran into...
the hamburger shop?

I was the
short-order cook.
No, I don't remember that.

Well I, I...
One of the hamburgers
hit me on the head.

Don't you remember?
I'll show you the scar.
I believe you.

That's a big pussycat,
dad!

No, it's a tomcat.

Oh, it's so beautiful!

Every morning is beautiful.
You're just too young
to know.