at March Field.
- F-16s?
- We can take him out now. Say the word.
If I may say so,
the F-16 is armed with rockets.
Potential destruction of innocent
human beings is unimaginable.
The F-16 is armed
with heat-seeking missiles.
We can surgically remove him
from the air like a tumor.
We're not talking about a tumor.
You gotta make a right there.
"One Way"
You're ridin' with the angels,
sweetheart.
Atta girl! Good work.
Got Ray Icelan at Astro Control.
He says they've just scrambled
two F-16s out of March.
- What about the tape?
- No sign of it.
But he did make that call to KBLA.
Fletcher's standing by to intercept.
If you people would be calm,
I'll take care of you one at a time.
We're gonna have more help.
Just keep calm.
Sir, I've got to get this tape
to Mr. Machado or "Abe" Hewitt.
- They're very busy.
- It's important. It's from Frank Murphy.
There's a crazy man in a helicopter.
If you'll sit down,
I'll tell somebody you're here.
The most dangerous thing in the world
is a man afraid for his job.
I'm Dick Fisher.
I'll get that to Mario if you like.
- No, I have to give this to Mr. Mosher-
- Machado.
I'm his producer.
I'd be delighted to bring it to him.
I don't think so.
Can't we simply erase it?
Isn't that what the bug's for?
We don't know the code number.
Then erase them all.
Why don't you give it to me?
I'll take it upstairs.
Because Frank told me to give it
to Mr. Hewitt-
Hi. I'm Alf Hewitt. You're the lady
with the tape from Frank Murphy, right?
- Your producer said that Mr. Machado-
- Who?
I never saw this guy before in my life.
Come on, let's go.
Not so fast. That's government property!
Give me that!
- Get your hands off me!
- Stop it! No!
Bill, get this bastard off of me!
You son of a bitch,
I'll blow your heads off!
Go, go, go! I've got the tape.
"Property Of U.S. Government"
March Control,
this is Little Brother One.
We have your target.
Bearing 121 at 13 miles.
Request clearance to engage.
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.
Colonel, one of your missiles just took
out a barbecue shack in Little Tokyo.
- Frances, isn't that Ray's district?
- Yes, it is.
- Do you have his number?
- Right here.
Give him a call, because they'll be
calling him, and he'll be calling us.
I'm on my way.
There he is right there.
- This is an emergency.
- Clear the area.
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 wing off!
Mayday.! Mayday.! This is
Little Brother One. I'm ejecting.
Just lost an F-16 and the top
of the Arco Tower. What do we do now?
That's it. Call it off.
May I remind you there's a crazy man up
there with a six 20-millimeter cannon?
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."Is that the latest
euphemism for assassination?
She had street informants,
and she'd already made the connection...
between our project
and the trouble in the streets.
Jesus Christ!
You ought to hear this stuff.
These guys sound like cops and feds.
They're stirring up trouble in the
barrio to prove what the chopper can do.
It's all right here.
You better tell Mario to go easy
on that "Mad Sniper" stuff.
That cop might be the hottest ticket
since Horatio set the bridge.
All right, let's try this.
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.
Okay. And now it's your turn.
The $5 million prototype
was utterly destroyed...
when Officer Murphy,
his gasoline supply exhausted...
set the