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isn't it Kramer?
He'll never make it in this soup,
not one chance.
I know I know, but it's his ship now, his
command, he's in charge.
He's boss, head man, top dog,
big cheese, head honcho...
Captain, look at this.
"Passengers certain to die."
"Airline negligent."
There's a sale at Penny's!
I'll need three men in the tower.
You, Neubauer, you, Macias.
Me John. Big tree.
Striker, we're going to the tower.
Good luck.
They're going to the tower.
The tower, the tower!
Rapunzel, Rapunzel!
Stewardess, how soon till we land?
It won't be long now.
Try not to worry.
We're all ready, sir.
Captain McCroskey,
this is Captain Roberts.
Captain Kramer,
this is Captain Colosimo.
Captain Hinshaw,
this is Captain Gantz.
Captain Kramer, Captain Gantz.
Captain Hinshaw, Captain Roberts.
Colosimo, you work the relay.
Roberts, check air traffic.
Get that finger out of your ear.
You don't know where it's been.
- Steve!
- Got a cigarette, Nels?
Linda, your husband and the others
are alive but unconscious.
Just like Gerald Ford.
There's a chance we can save them
if Striker lands that plane in time.
That isn't much of a chance, is it?
I don't know. We're doing everything
we can. Now excuse me.
Where did you get that dress?
It's awful!
And those shoes and that coat! Geez!
8 miles. Turn right to heading 044.
We're now at 2,000 feet
beginning our descent.
- Steve, pour every light onto that field.
- It's being right done.
Tower to emergency vehicles,
runway is niner.
Airport vehicles,
take positions one and two.
Civilian equipment, number three.
Air force, positions four and five.
All ambulances go to number three.
Air Israel, please clear the runway.
In a moment, we'll ask you
to assume crash positions.
Life jackets are under your seat.
Place the jacket over your head.
When I give the word, pull the
cord on the right side flap.
Your seat cushions are also equipped
with a flotation device.
WZAZ in Chicago,
where disco lives forever.
Your altitude's too erratic.
You can't come straight in.
You've got enough fuel left for two
hours of flight.
I'll take it, Elaine.
Listen to me, Kramer.
We have people up here who will die
in less than an hour.
I may bend your precious airplane,
but I'll get it down.
I'm putting the landing
gear down now.
- Mr. Striker, the passengers are ready.
- Thanks, Randy.
You better leave, sweetheart.
You might get hurt up here.
- Ted...
- Yes?
I wanted you to know now...
I'm very proud.
Tell them the gear is down
and we're ready to land.
The gear is down and
we're ready to land.
He's on final now.
Put out all runway lights
except niner.
Captain, maybe we ought to turn
on the searchlights now.
No.
That's just what they'll
be expecting us to do.
I want to tell you both good luck.
We're all counting on you.
Now listen carefully.
You'll see the runway at 300 feet.
Touch down a third of the way along.
A slight cross wind, so be ready.
Land too fast,
use your emergency brakes.
Red handle's right in front.
If that doesn't stop you...
If that doesn't stop you, cur the four
ignition switches over the co-pilot's hand.
Can you see us now? You should
be able to see the field now.
- Sure is quiet out there.
- Yeah, too quiet.
Looks like I picked the wrong week
to quit sniffing glue.
There it is.
There he is.
Striker, you're coming in too fast.
I know, I know!
He knows, he knows!
Below 700 now. Still going down.
675, 650, 625, he's holding.
No, he's down, he's down.
Sound your alarm now.
Now, everybody,
get in crash positions.
Put down 30 degrees of flap.
All right, listen to me.
Remember your brakes and switches.
Get ready to flare it out!
He's all over the place.
900 up to 1 ,300 feet.
What an asshole.
More left rudder. Put down more flap.
Just kidding.
Striker, lift your nose.
Straighten your wings.
Coming in too fast. Watch your speed.
He's coming right at us!
Coming in too hot.
Ease up on the
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