Not so fast.
That's government property.
-Get your hands off me!
-Stop him!
Get this bastard off me!
Son of a bitch!
I'll blow your head off!
Go, go, go! I got the tape!
March Control,
this is Little Brother One.
We have your target bearing 121
at 13 miles.
Request clearance to engage.
Over.
Roger, Little Brother.
This is March Control.
Affirmative.
Engage and destroy.
I repeat:
Engage and destroy.
There he is.
He's all yours, cookie.
Holy shit!
What?
Well, I'll be damned.
One of your missiles just took out
a barbeque shack down in Little Tokyo.
-Francis, isn't that Ray's district?
-Yes, it is.
You have his number?
Call him, or they'll call him
and he'll call us....
I'm on my way!
There he is, right there!
Everybody, this is an emergency!
-All right, clear the area.
-Clear the area!
Well, what do you know!
He froze.
Okay, he's all mine now, Cookie.
Oh, my God!
I'm hit, cookie!
I'm hit!
He blew my damn wing off!
Mayday! Mayday!
This is Little Brother One.
I'm ejecting!
We just lost an F-1 6 and the top
of the Arco Tower. Now what?
That's it. Call it off.
May I remind you there is a crazy man
up there with six 20 mm cannons?
I said to call it off.
Request permission for takeoff.
Colonel, hold your position.
Operation cancelled.
Repeat: Hold your position.
Do not take off.
Thank you!
Back to base.
Rough her up? ls that a
euphemism for "assassination"?
She had street informants, and she'd
connected our project to the trouble--
Lollie, you ought to hear this stuff.
They sound like cops and feds.
They're stirring up the barrio
to prove what that chopper can do.
Tell Mario to go easy
on that "mad-sniper" stuff.
That cop may be the hottest
ticket since Horatius at the bridge.
All right, let's try this.
All right, where are you?
Damn it!
All right, Murphy. It's about time you
put your money where your mouth is.
One...
...two...
...three!
Come on, you tub of shit!
That's impossible!
Catch you later.
And now it's your turn.
The $5 million prototype was destroyed
when Officer Murphy, out of gas...
...set the helicopter down on the
tracks in front of a freight train.
That was the end of the helicopter,
but not of this story.
On the strength of a tape that
Murphy delivered to this reporter...
... the mayor's reopened the
investigation of McNeely's death...
... which might also be connected
with the death of Officer Lymangood.
Half a dozen local police officers...
...and several officials of the
State and Justice departments...
...have been detained for questioning.
Coming up, weather...
...and a preview of a bullet train
soon to be seen in the Southland.
Maybe.
Subtitles by
GELULA & CO., INC.Satler.
Reiss.
Maloney.
Murphy.
Where the hell's Murphy?
- Hey, Jafo! Go find Murphy.
- Yes, sir.
Sir, Lieutenant Kress
wants you on the pad.
Sir?
Lose something?
No. You're wanted on the pad.
- Mind if I ask what you're doing?
- No.
I don't mind at all.
Murph, feeling any pressure?
Yeah, about 15 pounds per
square inch at sea level.
Where's Montoya?
Don't you check the duty board?
He's on days.
I forgot.
You're flying with
that new guy, Lymangood.
- The what?
- Me. Lymangood.
Outstanding.
Captain Maloney and Officer Reiss,
report to Operations.
If it was me, I'd ground him.
He'll be all right.
Personally, I wouldn't fly with him
for a bull that pissed Jack Daniels.
Is that right?
- All set?
- Yeah. Yes, sir.
- You sure now?
- Yeah.
Airship-12 rolling out at 1959 hours.
No, make that 2000 hours.
Murphy and Lymangood.
Where the hell's Montoya?
They say he put in for days after
that wingding that Murphy threw.
No shit. Let me call Departure.
L.A. Departure Control,
Air-12 out at...
... 22000. VFR 5000 will be
coming to you 1.25.
Traffic advisory.
Lymangood. Lymangood...
...what brings you to Air Support?
Oh, I don't know.
I just put in for observer.
I kind of