Falcon maintenance file.
F-16s BR4.
Bingo! We're in!
Who is it?
It's Doug Masters.
I know what you said before.
And I'm sorry about what I said.
But I came to ask you one last time
if you'd help me.
I got the aerial recon of everything
those bastards got over there.
Coastal defenses, surface-to-air
missile emplacements...
...and troop locations.
I know where their fighter base is,
and their fighter capacity.
I know where they're holding my dad.
Got a picture of the building.
I got intelligence.
Tons of it. I know every move
they make and when they make it.
When they fly maneuvers.
Every move in and out
of their airports.
If you need to know, I can tell you
when somebody goes to the can.
I can get you an F-16
with anything you want on it.
Sidewinders, Mk 82 Snake Eyes...
...cluster bombs, Durandels,
Paveway smart bombs...
...and all the 30mm rounds
the GE-Pod can carry.
Jesus, he's only got...
Three days! Three days.
And if you keep on talking
you'll waste one.
Bring that stuff.
When did you work this up?
Last night.
When I heard about
that trial.
You think you can
figure something out?
Come up with a plan?
I'm a long way from
answering that question, son.
But I sure would like to try.
Something about maniacs
messing with good men...
...that always pisses me off.
I'll need to find a place...
...for aerial recon, fighter bases...
...the place where they're
keeping him...
...scheduling info...
And you read me the intelligence
when I ask you, okay?
How can you think
with that music on?
Come on, let's see what you got.
Let's see what you got.
Quick. Too much time.
What's wrong?
Got your tennis shoes on?
Yeah, why?
Bring all the intelligence readouts
and follow me.
Get any of that
coastal defense info yet?
Two trawlers...
...50mm guns.
But they're currently in the Gulf.
This would be easier
if I had on my shorts on.
How many times have I told you,
don't interrupt me when I'm thinking!
Read me that fighter status again.
Find it?
There's only 5 choppers
stationed there.
Get me the anti-aircraft locations.
- Which ones?
- All of them.
That'll take some time.
They're listed all over the place.
Like Italian?
You can eat
while you read.
Slappy, I'd like for you
to meet Doug here.
This is Slappy,
the owner of the place.
He's the one you have to sue
for food poisoning.
Good to see you come around
and contribute to my retirement.
Even bring some white folk in here.
I like that.
You better leave me alone.
We've got some high-level conference
talking to do.
- Excuse me!
- Excuse you.
Find it?
Right here.
Let's see.
Move it like this...
The plane comes through here,
knocks out this pepperoni here.
You got to be careful of this olive.
This cheese here will nail your butt.
Through this lettuce,
tight around this carrot...
...a second plane will sneak in.
What do you mean?
Who's flying a second plane?
Who do you think?
I'm taking out these pepperonis.
I don't believe it!
Why?
Are you prejudiced?
Don't play with me.
Why are you flying?
Let's just say that when I met your dad,
he earned my respect.
I do a lot for people I respect.
- When did you first meet him?
- About two years ago.
I'd booked some simulator module time.
I was late. I still had on coveralls,
my hands all covered with grease.
I even forgot my ID card.
Wouldn't you know...
...the guy on the module was new.
He said, "Get your black butt
out of here before I call security."
A couple of hotshot pilots
thought it was real funny.
Didn't you want to kick their ass?
As a matter of fact, I did.
But at that time, your dad
walks out of the simulator module.
I'd never seen him before.
He asked what was happening.
When they told him the story...
...he walks over to me and looks
at me for a fast second.
Steps back and snaps me a salute.
Says, "Sorry, sir, we'll get things
set up right away, Colonel."
Your dad understands a lot
about people's