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know l hate his guts.
lt's damn good
you don't know he hates your guts.
Can l get you something?
l'm sorry. l don't understand.
- Stewardess. l speak jive.
- Good.
He said he's in great pain, and he
wants to know if you can help him?
Tell him to relax.
l'll be back with some medicine.
Just hang loose, blood.
She'll get some medicine.
My Mama didn't raise no dummies,
that's obvious.
Cut me some slack, Jack.
Chump don't want no help,
chump don't get the help.
That dude's got no brains, anyhow.
Let Captain Oveurs wife
know what's going on.
This weather bulletin
just came off the wire.
- What can you make out of this?
- This?
l can make a hat or a brooch
or pterodactyl...
- Hello?
- Mrs Oveur?
Yes, this is Mrs Oveur.
This is Ed Macias at the airport,
There's trouble on your husband's flight,
We don't know how serious it is,
but Steve McCroskey thought
you'd want to come over,
Yes. l'll be right down.
l've got to go to the airport. You can
let yourself out the back door.
There's juice in the refrigerator.
Doctor says the sick people are getting
worse. We're running out of time.
l've got to concentrate,
l've got to concentrate,
Hello?
Echo!
Pinch hitting for Pedro Bourbone,
Manny Mota,
- How you doing, honey?.
- Jack, l'm so hot, l'm burning up.
l'll turn on some air.
- What's going on?
- Close the window!
Chicago, the passengers
are panicking. When do we start down?
Not yet. You'll be in radar range
any second now.
They should have been in range
10 minutes ago.
Gunderson, check the radar range.
Anything yet?
About two more minutes, chief.
- They could be miles off course.
- lmpossible! They're on instruments.
This is going to be a real sweat.
Gunderson,
let me know when you get anything.
- Got a cigarette, Nels?
- l can't take much more of this.
Looks like l picked the wrong week
to quit amphetamines.
- How about some more coffee?
- No, thanks.
These reporters want a statement.
- How much longer can they hold out?
- 30, 45 minutes.
- Who's flying the plane?
- A passenger.
He's an experienced air-force pilot.
No cause for alarm. Take over.
- What kind of plane?
- lt's a big, pretty white plane
with red stripes, curtains
and wheels. lt looks like a big Tylenol.
OK, boys. Let's get some pictures.
This bulletinjust handed to me,
Stricken airliner approaching Chicago,
Shana, they bought their tickets.
They knew what
they were getting into.
l say, let them crash!
- Would you like some whisky, ma'am?
- Certainly not!
How are the passengers?
l won't deceive you, Mr Striker.
We're running out of time.
- Surely, there's something you can do.
- l'm doing everything l can...
and stop calling me Shirley.
Randy, are you all right?
Oh, Dr Rumack.
l'm scared. l've never been so scared...
And besides,
l'm 26 and l'm not married.
We're going to make it.
You've got to believe that.
Dr Rumack, do you have any idea
when we'll be landing?
Pretty soon. How are you bearing up?
To be honest,
l've never been so scared,
but at least l have a husband.
Stay in formation,
Target'sjust ahead,
Target should be clear
if you go in low enough,
You'll have to decide,
You'll have to decide,
You'll have to decide,
Stay in formation,
Target'sjust ahead,
Target should be clear
if you go in low enough,
You'll have to decide,
You'll have to decide,
You'll have to decide,
Oh, rats! Lost number four.
What happened? What went wrong?
l forgot to check the oil pressure.
When Kramer hears about this,
the shit's going to hit the fan.
l told him to watch that
oil temperature. What's he doing?
Stiker, that plane can't land itself.
Ease off. lt's not his fault.
lt could happen to any pilot.
lt happened to Barbara Stanwyck.
Can't push him too hard. Might break.
Remember who you're dealing with.
Nick, Pete, Jerry,
there's a fire in the barn.
He's right.
l can't take the pressure.
l was crazy to think
l could land this plane.
- But, Ted, you're
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