CLASS STRIKE - TEASE 1 EXT. AERIAL STRIKE U -- FALLON, NEVADA - DAY (STOCK) A flight of FA-18 Hornets rockets low over the desert sands. BURNER and ICE, then SPOON with HAMMER on his wing. 2 INT. HAMMER'S COCKPIT - DAY HAMMER Okay, Shooters, heads up! It’s a competition, remember. Best CEP leads the Class Strike. You're cleared on range. Get those bombs on target. 3 INT. BURNER'S COCKPIT - DAY - BURNER Class lead. That's me! Burner's in. Pickle. Burner's off! He cranks the stick over, rolls out. 4 EXT. GROUND TARGET - DAY - (STOCK) A bulldozed, dirt mound, surrounded by concentric rings, EXPLODES IN SMOKE. Burner hits well in the inner target rings. BURNER Yee Hah! Beat that, suckers! 5 INT. SPOON COCKPIT - DAY Spoon's shaky, Hammer coaches from his wing. HAMMER (V.O.) Okay, wings level, ease down, hold that angle...you're on...you're on. 6 INSERT - FROM HAND ON STICK TO CRT -- CONTINUOUS Tiny incremental inputs in the stick bring the bombing pip level, into angle and to centerline on the target. SPOON Ahhhh....pickle. Spoon's off. 7 EXT. HORNET HARD POINTS - DAY - (STOCK) Small (25LB.) practice bombs RELEASE, COME OFF, DROP AWAY. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 2.11-11-02 8 EXT. GROUND TARGET - (STOCK) -- CONTINUOUS SMOKE PUFFS as bombs hit in the outer rings. Good, not great! 9 INT. HAMMER'S COCKPIT - DAY HAMMER Ease up, Spoon, you're gonna be fine. You were a touch high, and wing low. That's why you dropped long, right. 10 INT. ICE'S COCKPIT - DAY Ice, all planning and precision. ICE Ice is in. She MURMERS to herself, OFF RADIO...almost a mantra... ICE (CONT'D) Dive Angle,fifty degrees, FIFTY. ...airspeed, 340, 340. Wings level...wings level. Wind: Right cross wind, drift left. Release height, five thousand... 11 INT. INSERT - FROM HAND ON STICK TO CRT -- CONTINUOUS Tiny inputs bring the pip level, into angle and on target. ICE Five thousand...five thousand. The RADAR HEIGHT SCALE TOUCHES 5000. Her finger squeezes the release. A LURCH. She KEYS THE RADIO. ICE (CONT'D) Pickle, Ice is off. 12 EXT. HORNET HARD POINTS - DAY - (STOCK) Small (25LB.) practice bombs RELEASE, COME OFF, DROP AWAY. 13 EXT. GROUND TARGET - (STOCK) - CONTINUOUS SMOKE PUFFS as bombs hit THE TARGET BERM - BULLSEYE! ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 3.11-11-02 14 INT. HAMMER'S COCKPIT -- DAY He's cranked around, looking over his shoulder at the target. HAMMER Bullseye! Good Bombs, Ice. Good Work! 15 INT. ICE'S COCKPIT - DAY She unsnaps her mask, flips her visor, wipes sweat from eyes, grins and CLICKS HER MIKE TWICE in acknowlegement. 16 INT. DIVE BOMB BAR - FALLON, NEVADA - DAY Raucous wild-west mixed with Navy/Marine. Squadron colors drape the walls. A SHIP'S BELL hangs for "FIRE OR FREE DRINKS". The squad bursts in, BURNER bellies to the bar, rapidly RINGS THE BELL. GUNNER QUINN a salty ex-Chief, growls. GUNNER There a fire, Nuggets? SPOON Better than that...Good bombs! BURNER Yeah, gives us bragging rights and wager winnings. Let's have 'em! Burner grabs a PILOT'S HELMET takes out cash: The bet. BURNER (CONT'D) Drinks on us for everyone! When we win the next pot we'll buy doubles! GUNNER Pretty cocky. Who says you'll ever win again? SPOON We have to. If we fail, we repeat the course. You know what that means. ICE/SPOON/BURNER More time in SCENIC Fallon Nevada. Burner lifts a toast. BURNER To our great good luck. SPOON What? It was skill! ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 4.11-11-02 BURNER No, I mean in having Hammer instead of that guy Jackal on our last run. He indicates LT.COL CHARLES "JACKAL" FRAZIER at the crap table jawing with a sexy woman in western drag; GUNSLINGER. SPOON Jackal? You think its us? You think it's something personal? GUNNER Not you. Nuggets, your CO. KELLY Colonel Kelly? GUNNER Jackal figured he'd get command of the 107. ICE Passed over. That explains it. BURNER Aw come on. Why would a dork like that even have a chance at command? GUNNER Don't underrate him. He's political. BURNER Like in brown- nosing? GUNNER Yeah. That's why I got outta the Navy and into heavy drinking. You gotta new kind of fight, boys. He wants to make you look bad, maybe force the General to reconsider. ON JACKAL, deep in conversation with Gunslinger. END TEASE ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 5.11-11-02 ACT ONE 17 EXT. FALLON AIRBASE - ESTABLISHING SHOT - DAWN (STOCK) A high-tech base; aircraft parked in a stark desert landscape. 18 INT. FLIGHT HANGAR - BRIEFING AREA - DAY A corner of the hangar is set up with chairs and map easels. Crew dogs work on Hornets in b.g. Hammer stands at a lecturn. HAMMER Okay, the Class Strike is the final exam in Air-to-Ground combat...a coordinated attack on a ground target. BURNER And we get to blow things up! Beat's hell out of that graduation at Dartmouth! Hammer indulges him, waits for THE LAUGH to die. HAMMER The problem is to get in through the threats, to take out the target, to get out alive. You'll plan and execute the complete attack, as close to real-world as possible. He steps aside for Jackal who moves to the MAPS, giving Hammer the cold shoulder. Hammer's smile fades. JACKAL The threats: radar directed SAM’s, Triple A, Bogeys and, of course, running into the ground. BURNER Don't do that. Hurts. A moderate LAUGH. Jackal is not indulgent. He's a hard-ass. JACKAL Burner, you have an insight, you want to share with us? BURNER No, Sir. JACKAL Then let's keep this on a professional level. Or in your case, semi-pro. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 6.11-11-02 Couple of OOOoooh's and "Gotcha" NOISES from the back of the room. Burner is shut down, embarrassed. It's nothing new. JACKAL (CONT'D) Now, the 7/96 still holds the record, the top score of previous detachments. That's the mark for you guys to aim at. It's not one you'll beat. He turns to HAMMER, who hands over bomb scrores. HAMMER Ice is closing on Burner for first place. MUTTERINGS of surprise among the pilots. HAMMER (CONT'D) Dogfighting is about reactive, intuitive fighting ability, something where a natural, like Burner, excels. Burner grins around at them. HAMMER (CONT'D) Stike is about planning, precision. I expect a tight race. And I expect a strike leader that nobody expected. 19 ANGLE - ICE AND BURNER ICE Closing on, you Burner...watch out! BURNER Yeah, never happen. ANGLE - HAMMER Something's on his mind. He moves to Jackal. HAMMER You being a little negative? Thought the school was pass/fail. JACKAL It is. HAMMER And it's your mission to train and to pass as many students as possible. JACKAL It's my mission to pass those who can hack it. And to fail those who can't, before they kill themselves and somebody else. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 7.11-11-02 He gets up. Hammer stares at his back as he moves off. 20 EXT. AERIAL SEQUENCE - HORNETS - DAY - (STOCK) A level lay-down bombing mission; dangerous low-level flying. 21 INT. HAMMER'S COCKPIT -- DAY HAMMER Okay, keep your interval. Remember, the bombs are retarded, you don't want to get in too soon and get fragged. Okay, Burner! 22 INT. ICE'S COCKPIT - DAY ICE Yeah, Burner, If ever there was a pilot to drop a retarded bomb, you're the one. 23 INT. AERIAL - BURNER'S COCKPIT (STOCK) -- DAY BURNER Thanks, Ice. But I don't rattle. I shake, rock and roll. 24 EXT. AERIAL - HORNETS - DAY (STOCK) The Hornets ROAR IN level, dropping a string. EXPLOSIONS! 25 INT. HANGAR - BRIEFING AREA - DAY They trudge in, tired, drag their gear and butts to chairs. BURNER I pickled it on target. The computer didn't release. ICE Come on, who do you think is smarter, you or the computer? BURNER Duhhh. I'll get back to you on that. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 8.11-11-02 ICE You don't trust the computer, you set your switch to command release. Then all you have to blame is yourself. Which is as it should be. BURNER How'd you know that? ICE I read the syllabus, something you ought to consider. BURNER Come on, unlock those eyes for a minute, you're coming with us. ICE Where? BOTH Dive Bomb. ICE No, I have to study. BURNER No fair, If you studied, I'd have to do it, too. SPOON And you look like you could stand a drink. ICE A drink, I can stand. Most of the low-lifes at that bar, I can't. SPOON Hey, we're part of that fauna, don't forget. ICE You never let me. 26 INT. DIVE BOMB BAR - DAY BlackJack tables, One Arm Bandits, Poker and Crap. They bet on everything, but the biggest pot is on the Class Strike. BURNER Okay, here's the bet. We pass. We all pass. And we get the highest score in...in modern freakin' history. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 9.11-11-02 SPOON Don't overreach. Passing's enough. BURNER Not for us. Cause we want odds. We want good odds. Right, Gunner? GUNNER That you numbnuts could beat anyone? The odds are long boys, long. SPOON Million to one? A Thousand...? GUNNER Yeah, Thousand. SPOON Well, we'll give it up at a hundred. Hundred to one. How 'bout it boys? COWBOY Hundred to one? I'll take a piece of that. Hundred bucks against one. Just to watch you boys eat crow. COWBOY2 Me too. I got a hundred. Easiest buck I'll ever make.. They look around. Burner stuffs money in, then Spoon, Swamp and Ice. They look down the bar. Jackal. Burner takes the helmet to him. He looks at it, reaches for his wallet. JACKAL I'll take the short odds. Against. 27 ANGLE - ICE AND SPOON ...drooling at the helmet full of money. ICE That's the dumbest thing I ever saw. SPOON Yeah, they ain't too swift, are they? SWAMP Not them. You. We can't win? How we gonna beat a record, old as flight? SPOON We can't. SWAMP Then why did you make that bet? ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 10.11-11-02 SPOON I didn't do that. Burner did that! What you don't see, is, we got their money for a week, whatever happens. I lent it to Gunner. We'll make fifty bucks on the vig. ICE You been to Nevada before? SPOON Nope, but its growing on me. ICE You figure we'll lose? SPOON Those are the odds. ICE I make my own odds. Don't bet on it. 28 ANGLE - THE DOORWAY The bar grows quiet. MARYLYN ROSE appears, SPORTING BRUISES. ICE Oh, no. You're not getting into this again. BURNER No. Not me. I know better. He gets up, moves to her. MARYLYN Hi, Burner. BURNER Hi Marylyn. Where's Monty? MARYLYN Don't know. Left him. I'm on my own. 29 ANGLE - ICE AND SPOON ICE Read; available. SPOON Yeah. He's dead meat. ANGLE - BURNER AND MARYLYN BURNER That's good. What are you gonna do? ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 11.11-11-02 MARYLYN I don’t know what to do, or who to do it with. 30 ANGLE - ICE AND SPOON ICE Why don't you talk to him? SPOON And say what? ICE He's messes up, the squad eats it. He should be thinking flying. SPOON What can I do? ICE Talk sense into him. SPOON Burner? You're kidding... (a beat) Awwww.... He gets up, moves to Burner. SPOON (CONT'D) C'mere. What are you doing? BURNER Talking to a pretty girl, why, what's it look like? Spoon puts an arm around him, drags him away. SPOON Trouble. Look I know you want to be a hero, take in strays, play "Catcher in the Rye" But you can’t fix your bad childhood through her. BURNER Advice?! From a guy who slept with his old man’s girlfriend? SPOON Hey, forget I said it. Forget I tried to help. Burner catches a glimpse of Marylyn leaving. He turns. BURNER Wait. Where are you gonna go? ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 12.11-11-02 She hesitates. Gunner comes from around the bar. GUNNER You're going nowhere, Honey. At least not back to him. MARYLYN No, I wasn't... GUNNER I got a room upstairs. MARYLYN No. I couldn't. I don't want to trouble you. GUNNER No trouble. No trouble at all. I'll just move the beer and the cat. 31 ANGLE - JACKAL Jackal watches, drinking with townies. Kelly enters. GUNSLINGER Marines. Overpaid, oversexed and over here. Except you, of course. JACKAL Don't lump me in with them. GUNSLINGER Why? Aren't you a Marine? JACKAL There are Marines and there are Marines. He says it loud in Burner's direction. Burner is steamed. BURNER That's funny. Sir. Thought we were all a team. JACKAL No thanks nugget, don't include me on yours. I like to be with a winner. Ice grabs Burner, pulls him away... ICE Hey, back off. He's an IP, a Colonel. Are you nuts? BURNER Yeah, I'm nuts. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 13.11-11-02 Hammer gets up from Gunner's bar, moves to Burner. HAMMER Burner. Go look at the sunset. Burner slams out past Kelly, who's moving to get between Hammer and Jackal. KELLY Why don't you stop this infighting; it’s dangerous to everyone’s career. JACKAL You accusing me of something. KELLY Yeah. JACKAL What? KELLY Those cockpit tapes. The way I read 'em, Spoon was on target. You were shaky. And you blamed it on him. Jackal steps in closer. Fighting distance. JACKAL You accusing me of something. Kelly calmly stands his ground...chin to chin. KELLY Don't have to. I got the tapes. JACKAL Why don't we step outside. Suddenly Ice is there, slipping between them. ICE You don't want to do that, Skip. It's dark out there. JACKAL Never knew you to hide behind a woman. ICE What did you call me? JACKAL Well, what are you, honey? ICE I'm not "honey," I'm a Marine. (MORE) ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 14.11-11-02 ICE (CONT'D) (beat) Sir. He moves for her, Kelly steps up, blocking him. Chin to Chin. JACKAL You'd love to, wouldn't you. Go ahead. ICE Yeah, he'd love to. But he won't. He's smarter than that. Right, Skip? (a beat, Kelly faces off) Come on, Skip, I'll take that drink. Kelly's sorely tempted, but Gunner's on the case, he steps between them, forcing Jackal away, hands Kelly a form. GUNNER Here, Raider. Target results. A beat. Kelly's jaw muscles twitch. He'd love to, but he turns away, relieved to change the subject. They crowd around. KELLY Okay... First place and Strike Lead goes to... to Ice. END ACT ONE ACT TWO 32 INT. STRIKE U. FALLON - HANGAR OFFICES - DAY (INTERCUT) Kelly’s on the phone as Jackal comes in with charts. KELLY Yes, General.. Well, yes, we had a misunderstanding. Nothing that can't be worked out. What? He's what? Yes sir! Yessir. Yes, Sir! He puts the phone down, looks at Jackal...a question... Jackal's calm and unctuous. It makes your skin crawl. JACKAL It ain't working. I had to make a change. KELLY Quite a change? ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 15.11-11-02 JACKAL Taking myself off IP status? It's time. I'm not a great stick. My talents lie elsewhere. And its time I concentrate on them. KELLY What are you gonna do? JACKAL I've been given a ground mission. KELLY What mission? JACKAL I'm running the strike curriculum. KELLY The strike?! JACKAL I know. It's not what you'd want. But we're real short on staff. You and I...we made the problem, we're just gonna have to work it out. Off Kelly. He knows this is trouble... INT. HANGAR - BRIEFING AREA - JACKAL Close on Wall MAP of Target. PULL OUT to Jackal with a pointer. A beat, a glare to get on Kelly's nerves. JACKAL (CONT'D) The target: Enemy aerodrome, built of scrapwood and bulldozed berms. The runway, the hangars, Spoon Rest radar, Command and control, here. Its got a wing of SU 27's and MiG 25s operating from outlying fields here. Any questions? (A BEAT. He looks around, an oily grin) Okay, then. This should be sufficiently challenging for you hotshots. Well, then. Good luck. He turns on his heel, walks out. Burner lets out a WHISTLE. BURNER What the...How the hell does he expect us to cover all that in one strike? ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 16.11-11-02 SPOON Obviously... He doesn't. HAMMER Okay, this is where they separate the men...from...uh...you know...the other things. Ice just looks at him and walks away, over to the maps. HAMMER (CONT'D) I'm gonna need a bigger mouth or smaller feet. Hammer walks over to the Maps and Charts as Ice takes charge. ICE Okay, we'll ingress, then split into divisions. One goes high and draws their attention, one goes west, orbits around and hits the outlying MiG fields. We're gonna go in low, up the valley and take out the target. BURNER You want my opinion? ICE Not really. HAMMER You gonna split your forces? ICE Once we're in and they know it, there's no benefit to mass. We split ours, forcing them to split their's. SPOON You only have four planes on target. ICE One on the airfield, one on the Spoon Rest, one on the Tower and one on Command and Control. HAMMER One plane per target. There's no redundancy. Are you that good? ICE We will be. Target codename; "Carnegie Hall." BURNER Carnegie what? What the hell kind of codename is that? ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 17.11-11-02 ICE You don't like my codename? Anything else? BURNER Yeah, the way you... HAMMER It's a joke. Guy asks a cabdriver. How do you get to Carnegie Hall? They look to Ice for the punchline. ICE Practice, Practice, Practice. 33 EXT. HANGAR BRIEFING AREA - DAY Checking out their flight gear, Burner and Spoon are worried. BURNER I don't know. This plan is shaky. You're assuming too much. ICE I'm assuming you have what it takes. SPOON I don't know whether you do. ICE What's that supposed to mean? SPOON You gotta assume the fudge factor, that it won't come off as planned. You gotta make allowances... ICE For what? SPOON That everyone doesn't fly strike as well as you. ICE I won't make allowances. I'll assume that everyone will simply work a little harder. SWAMP And that everyone isn't as arrogant. SPOON Wait a minute. It isn't arrogance. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 18.11-11-02 BURNER Yeah, she's always like that. She doesn't really mean it. She's just a control freak, nothing personal. ICE (snaps) Hey, Buzz off! I don’t need you two to defend me. BURNER Why not? ICE Because... I can handle it. BURNER Questioning you is a problem. Defending you is one, too! There's no way to win. ICE Forget I'm a woman. Wipe it from your brain. Think of me as just exactly like you, only smarter. A Marine leans through the door. MARINE Burner, phone call. BURNER Me? He gets up, takes the phone... and glances from his buddies. BURNER (CONT'D) Yeah, Burner. 34 INT. DIVE BOMB - DAY - INTERCUT Marylyn's at the bar phone. MARYLYN Burner, it’s Marylyn. BURNER Oh. Hi. 35 EXT. HANGAR BRIEFING AREA - DAY Ice goes on with the brief. Jackal stares at Burner. Burner turns his back. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 19.11-11-02 BURNER Look. I'm in a meeting right now. Okay, Okay...what?...what? Jackal slides over Burner’s NAV CHARTS and studies them. 36 EXT. AERIAL - HORNETS - DAY (STOCK) Four Hornet elment, with Hammer flying low-safety. 37 INT. AERIAL - ICE'S COCKPIT - DAY She's checking her NAV CHARTS on her knee. ICE Burner, you're late. Ya missed your IP. 38 INT. AERIAL - BURNER'S COCKPIT (STOCK) -- DAY BURNER I'm on it. I got it nailed. INSERT - AERIAL - DAY A hornet ROCKETS BY HEAD-ON, cockpit to cockpit...ROARWHAMMM! ICE Jesus! What was that? 39 INT. AERIAL - BURNER'S COCKPIT (STOCK) -- DAY BURNER What were you doing there? 40 INT. AERIAL - ICE'S COCKPIT (STOCK) -- DAY ICE What I'm supposed to. I'm in my plan. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 20.11-11-02 41 INT. AERIAL - BURNER'S COCKPIT (STOCK) -- DAY BURNER So am I. 42 INT. AERIAL - ICE'S COCKPIT (STOCK) -- DAY ICE You can't be. 43 INT. AERIAL - BURNER'S COCKPIT (STOCK) -- DAY BURNER Sure it can. You screwed up! 44 INT. AERIAL - HAMMER'S COCKPIT (STOCK) -- DAY HAMMER Okay, let's RTB and sort this out. 45 EXT. FLIGHT LINE - FALLON - DAY They deplane, Burner walks up to Ice and Hammer. ICE The hell were you doing there? BURNER The hell were you? ICE I was at my briefed course and height. BURNER So was I. Look, right here on the chart! She grabs his NAV CHART, studies it, hands it back. ICE You wrote that on the chart? He checks his chart, unsure for a moment. BURNER Yeah. You briefed it, you screwed up. Take the heat for it. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 21.11-11-02 ICE I would if I did. But I didn't, look. He glances at her chart, waves it away. She shows it to Hammer. ICE (CONT'D) Hammer. You were there. That's as briefed. Tell him. Tell him its right! BURNER Hammer, it wasn't me, tell her! HAMMER You're screwing up. You all are. For Ice to lead, you’ve got to learn to follow, Once you know how to support a leader, maybe you’ll be ready to lead. Right now you're not. Hammer takes Ice aside. HAMMER (CONT'D) You did not explain things clearly. ICE He wasn't paying attention. He wasn't prepared. HAMMER That's right. And that reflects on your leadership. They shut you down. You try to control everything, they're gonna do that. You gotta leave em room to breath...to think. He walks off, leaving Ice to stare after him. 46 EXT. DESERT RIDGE -- DAY Marylyn leads on a big Pinto. Burner follows on a roan. He rides nervously, looking down the slope, at the boulder strewn chasm below. His horse stumbles, he's uneasy in the saddle. BURNER Geez... Why do you like these things? MARYLYN They're beautiful, wonderful creatures, Why don't you? BURNER Always thought they were big, stupid out of control things that could kill you. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 22.11-11-02 MARYLYN No, that's men. BURNER (a beat) They got no brakes. And the controls are really sloppy. He yanks on the reins trying to aim the horse, the horse just turns it's head and eyes him... BURNER (CONT'D) Also, he keeps looking at me funny. MARYLYN She...it's a female. BURNER That explains it. MARYLYN You wonder why I stay...This is why. Not many jobs, you get to ride all day. BURNER Yeah, I know what you mean. MARYLYN And you're wrong about control. It's a different type of control, that's all. Its about a relationship, about trust. Once you establish that, she'll do anything you want. She'll run herself to death if you let her. She'll die for you. BURNER Long as she doesn't kill me in the process. MARYLYN You gotta be gentle. You can't yank the reins. You can't send mixed signals. You got to be honest with her. BURNER I'm trying to be. Burner's horse stops. He hops off. Marylyn hops off close to him, lands funny, falls into his arms, maybe an accident... BURNER (CONT'D) Ooof! But she keeps veering off, like she's got a will of her own, like she's resisting. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 23.11-11-02 MARYLYN She needs you. She's got no direction, she wants your lead, but you can't just yank her this way and that. You got to take it slow, build up trust, build a relationship. She takes the reins plays with them. MARYLYN (CONT'D) After a while you don't have to move the reins hardly at all. She just senses your will. ...by the way you move, she responds to you instinctively. And you to her. You sense what she can do and what she needs. You're no longer separate creatures alone in the desert. You're more like one... Open up to it. Give it a chance. I know you'd love it if you did. BURNER That...must take a long time. MARYLYN Depends on the horse...and the rider. When you been around them long enough, you can sense the one that's for you. You pick the right one, its all easy after that. She moves, he responds. She kisses him, pushing him against the horse. The horse moves, they tumble to the ground. 47 INT. DIVE BOMB BAR - NIGHT Gunslinger hangs at the crap table, idly rolling dice. She looks up, grins at Spoon. He puts a beer in front of her. GUNSLINGER Thanks, pardner. He indicates the dice in her hand... SPOON What's the point? GUNSLINGER What is the point? SPOON Huh? I'm sorry. Is this philosophy or craps? ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 24.11-11-02 GUNSLINGER What's the difference? He nods toward her western gear... SPOON You're not an... ordinary cowgirl, are you? You don't punch cows... GUNSLINGER I punch buttons. I kill Marines. Spoon leans back, measures her. ...A beat. SPOON Kind of a friendly town, this. Why isn't there more tourism? GUNSLINGER See this belt? SPOON The notches, you mean? GUNSLINGER One for every victory. SPOON Geez!... (beat) We're not counting road-kills are we? GUNSLINGER (laughs) You're okay. Gimme your name, I'm gonna let you live. SPOON You can do that? GUNSLINGER I can do anything. SPOON Great. I was wondering... How far ARE we from Area 51?
Gunslinger laughs again. She's either got a great sense of humor, or, she's really fucked up. GUNSLINGER Not far enough. Right down the road. SPOON You're one of those civilians. (MORE) ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 25.11-11-02 SPOON (CONT'D) You man the radar sites. You play defense on the strikes. GUNSLINGER Gunslinger. She offers her hand, Spoon shakes it. GUNSLINGER (CONT'D) We trap and paint you. And kill you with synthetic SAMs. SPOON Yeah. Is it fun? GUNSLINGER Oh, yeah. Especially when we can improvise, go off on our own. SPOON You can do that? Thought everything was totally briefed. GUNSLINGER Usually is. But not...all the time. Could be out there, sneaking around in the desert, before you know it, you hear that snake rattle on your RHAW gear. And we got a kill. SPOON You telling me something? GUNSLINGER I'm just talking. I like to talk. (gets up to go.) See ya'. Thanks for the drink. She picks up her winnings, downs her drink, turns to go. GUNSLINGER (CONT'D) Just remember, it's the unforgiving desert. Watch out for things. SPOON What kind of things? GUNSLINGER Nasty, low-belly, sneaking things. Snakes, scorpions...jackals. See, ya... Nugget. SPOON It's Spoon. Spoon watches her walk out into the GLARE past Ice. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 26.11-11-02 ANGLE - ICE She's drinking coffee, reading manuals. A guy sits. She looks up. He's tough and wiry, wears a flight jacket. By way of introductionh he indicates her strike syllabus. FLEX Kinda scary up there. ICE How do you know? FLEX Listened on Guard. Flex. Offers his hand. She shakes it. ICE You're an IP? FLEX Heard you were gonna lead. Just wanted to meet you. ICE What, a woman, a freak...? See if I have three heads or something? FLEX See if you have one that's okay. And you don't have to bite mine off, I didn't mean anything. ICE I...I'm sorry. I'm kinda...on edge. FLEX Yeah, lotta pressure. I know. I threw up three times. And that was just on the way to the plane. ICE You led your class strike? (he nods) And you're here to help me? FLEX I'm here to drink. And talk to a very pretty woman. If talking planes is the price to pay, I'm willing. ICE What do I need to know? ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 27.11-11-02 FLEX Well, first of all...your men... I mean, your... Your pilots. ICE (she softens) It's okay, they're men... FLEX What do you think of them, what's your assessment...? She studies him... He smiles innocently... 48 EXT. FALLON STREET - NIGHT Burner and Marylyn pull up, get out of the truck. She stumbles against him. MARYLYN Well, thanks, Burner. That was a real good ride. He's embarrassed...changes the subject. BURNER Um, yeah, um, what are you gonna do? MARYLYN Horses, maybe. Maybe open a riding school. What do you think? BURNER Hey, sure. Great. You can do that anywhere. MARYLYN How about...Pensacola? (He hesitates...) Probably a lot to ask. Maybe you can help me out...somehow. You know, setting it up. BURNER Yeah, um, sure. An awkward moment. Then the rejection hits... MARINE I gotta...go ...wash up. Maybe I'll see you later. BURNER Yeah... ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 28.11-11-02 She kisses him swiftly and runs up EXTERIOR STAIRS to Gunner's SECOND FLOOR APARTMENT without looking back. 49 INT. DIVE BOMB - CONTINUOUS Burner walks in, moves to Gunner talking to a cowboy turned away at the bar. Too late Burner recognizes the hat. BURNER Aw nuts. MONTY No kidding, flyboy, where is she? BURNER Who? MONTY You think you flyboys can waltz in, take over the town, take all the women. BURNER Well hell, look at the competition. MONTY You alienated her. BURNER I think you did that when you beat her up. MONTY You don't know her. You wouldn't believe the trash she was with in Reno. She's just using you like she used me to get out of the last one. She'll never leave a man unless there's another in the wings. She can't stand on her own. BURNER And she can't stand you. Why don't you let her alone, let her live her own life. A sudden terrible suspicion... MONTY You sound just like her. What've you been doing? BURNER Nothin' that's your business. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 29.11-11-02 Monty wants to kill him right there, but looks around... MONTY Well, she's gone. Small town. I know you’ve got her, somewhere! Monty makes a quick move, Burner starts to counter it, but Spoon, Hammer and others appear, step between them. SPOON You don't want to do that. BURNER Yes I do. I really do. Gunner steps up. He comes up to Monty's clavicle, but its all muscle. GUNNER She's upstairs. I put her up. Think of it as sanctuary from the Church. And there's no fighting here. Unless I start and finish it. Burner struggles, but Hammer's not letting go. He shrugs the hold off. Monty looks at him and walks out of the bar. Burner gives it a beat then grabs his gear. Spoon moves to stop him, but Burner motions him back and walks out. 50 EXT. FALLON STREET -NIGHT - CONTINUOUS Burner walks down the street. 51 ANGLE - ALLEY - NIGHT Monty is there, waiting. Burner turns into the alley. Its a trap. NOISES BEHIND HIM. Monty's buddies are waiting. They jump Burner. Burner counters and flings one into the wall. Something CRACKS, he SCREAMS, and stays down. Burner holds his own, then he’s down. The others pile on Burner. Then they're hit by a whirlwind. Hammer grabs one by the collar and flings him into Monty. HAMMER This your idea of a fair fight? BURNER You know what they say, a dirtball on your six is better than no dirtball at all... ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 30.11-11-02 He karate blocks a blow and sidekicks. A cowboy sails into the street. Burner is up, blocking a punch, countering. Marines, back to back, taking on Cowboys and kicking butt two on three. Monty lands a sneaky one on Hammer. Burner's one-two punch drops him. HAMMER Stay down. Be smart for once. MONTY This isn't the end of it. BURNER (aside to Hammer) There's not much else to do here in the desert. Monty glares at him, gets up, stumbles off as the Cowboys limp away. Hammer dusts himself off, then Burner. HAMMER You got a lot to learn, buddy. BURNER What, stay away from local romance? HAMMER Yeah, that. And "Never leave your wingman". END ACT TWO ACT THREE 52 EXT. HANGAR BRIEFING AREA - DAY Hammer and Burner are braced before Kelly. HAMMER Right, Skip. I should know better. KELLY Yeah, you should. BURNER Look, sir. It was my fault. They turn on him. BOTH Who asked you! BURNER It's just that Hammer saved my butt. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 31.11-11-02 KELLY He shouldn't have bothered. You just gave Jackal all the ammo he needs. Dismissed. (they turn away) Burner, you hurt? BURNER No sir. But there's one Cowboy who'll be riding sidesaddle for a month. As they leave, Kelly is fighting back a smile. 53 INT. FALLON - INTEL ROOM - DAY Ice and Spoon over photos and charts. SPOON You sure you don't need six planes on that? ICE Could you spend less time questioning me? And more time trying to figure out how to do what I need you to? SPOON Every time I suggest something, you shoot it down. You want total control, you're gonna have to do all the work. She throws down her protractor, walks out. ANGLE - COFFEE MACHINE - MOMENT LATER She walks up, on edge. Kelly pours two cups, one for Ice. KELLY Guess we both have to deal with our leadership issues. ICE What do I have to do? What do I have to prove to these guys? KELLY I guess it's about how one leads. What we teach here, we don't just make up. ICE Oh, lessons learned from life? ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 32.11-11-02 KELLY And missions. They come with quite a price. Pilots before you have paid it. If you don't learn, you'll pay it again. (beat) It’s not just dropping bombs in a circle. It’s convincing people to follow you. ICE How do I do that? KELLY You just do it. You do what you have to, what makes sense to you. When you turn around and find them following you, you'll know you've done it. (beat) I'm counting on you to kick butt. 54 EXT. MESS TENT - DAY - LATER The tent's deserted. Ice studies over coffee. Flex walks up, grabs a cup, sits next to her. She looks up, unsurprised. ICE You again? FLEX Its a small town. You're the best thing in it. ICE You offering something? FLEX Sure. What do you need? The gouge on the defenses...how to beat the range? ...maybe certain things that nobody else knows. ICE I don't need any favors. FLEX You sure? Everybody needs an edge sometime. ICE Yeah, and I don't need any more problems, either. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 33.11-11-02 FLEX Is that what I seem like? ICE I don't know. FLEX I'm just curious. You are the first. ICE Woman, yeah I know. Believe me, I know. FLEX Tough, isn't it? I know how you feel. ICE You do? FLEX Yeah, I was the first half-jewish Armenian blue-eyed left-handed infielder from the midwest. Of course, nobody had it out for me. ICE Somebody have it out for me? FLEX Oh, I don't know. Wouldn't be right. Not according to the regulations. Of course you never can be sure. Never can be really sure you don't need an edge. ICE I need it. But I got it. FLEX Really. What is it? ICE My own ability. If I can't make it on that, I don't want to make it. FLEX Right. Hey, well, good luck out there. Flex grabs his coffee, tips a finger in salute and leaves. Spoon and Burner arrive, drop into chairs, study her. SPOON How are you? ICE Curious. Who is he? ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 34.11-11-02 SPOON Flex? Just an old crew dog, why? ICE Just a funny feeling. (beat) Like I just been painted on radar. SPOON What'd he want? ICE To give me a cheat. SPOON You turned him down? (she nods) Smart. They'd have found out, SODDED you for it. BURNER Hey, lead, hot stuff! You're so smooth we're changing your callsign. ICE To what? BURNER Mata Hari. ICE Thanks, Ice is cool enough. Why don't you spend your time thinking about why somebody would want to do that. And who he's working for? They look over. 55 ANGLE - THEIR POV Flex grabs a donut and passes Jackal at a distant table. They notice eye contract, a nod, between them. SPOON Aw, nuts. I just know it. He's up to something. BURNER Great. He knows our whole plan, and how to screw it up. Ice looks at Spoon. He thinks a beat... leafs through charts. INSERT - MAP WITH RADAR SITES PLOTTED Spoon's finger points them out. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 35.11-11-02 SPOON What can he do? The target is set. Can't move that. Radars! He can move the radars. Bogeys. He can move them. 56 ANGLE - SPOON SPOON If they move the radars TO somewhere, they got to move them FROM somewhere else. He folds the MAP/RADAR CHART, puts it in his pocket. ICE We're gonna have a plan, and a second plan. One they don't know about. BURNER Can we do that? Spoon leafs through the syllabus. SPOON Can’t find anything against it. ICE We flip the plan. If you go high, you go low, if you go left, you go right. If you're to pop, you low- lev. You're at the Tower, you cut the runway. We hit 'em where they ain't. SPOON Plan X would therefore be the best route if they moved them, but worst if they don't. Quite a gamble. Hope you're right. ICE We tell no one. Not even the Skipper. (she looks around) Well? BURNER Now, we're gonna be all lined up on one target, hitting the turn points and all. All of a sudden, you're gonna make a call, we're gonna just stop everything and turn on a new target? How's that gonna work? ICE Okay, look. (MORE) ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 36.11-11-02 ICE (CONT'D) You run your targeting radar in slew mode. You hold down the button on your run in, the computer is constantly updating. You get a target change, you keep holding it down, you just slew it over on the new target and release. It's gonna lock on the new target and you'll already be in update. You're on the new target and ready to rock. You won't lose a beat. She looks around. They are stunned. SPOON You held this out until now? Until after you've won the lead. ICE Yeah. A beat while they think about this. Ice is defiant. BURNER So, all you gotta do is remember what you're supposed to do and do the exact opposite? ICE Right. BURNER Okay, then. What's the word? SPOON Huh? BURNER Okay, if we're gonna change Hornets in mid-scream, what's the code word? ICE What eats jackals? SPOON Tigers do. BURNER I like it! The product of the devious female mind. ICE The product of the fact that I've studied the problem while you were off chasing women, gambling, drinking and getting into bar fights. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 37.11-11-02 BURNER Sorry! Next time I’ll invite you into the bar fight. Ice gets up, gathers her things, walks out. 57 INT. DIVE BOMB - DAY Spoon gets the first round. Burner drains one. Ice eats Gunner's chili at a far table. BURNER So why's she on my case? SPOON Maybe it's your work habits. BURNER What work habits? SPOON Exactly. Your extra-curricular activities are taking all your time. BURNER Like its different from your little interlude with Teri. SPOON Teri didn't come with the Wild Bunch. You gotta admit, it complicates things. BURNER I admit nothing. Except its nothing to do with you. I can handle it. Marylyn appears, walks up to Burner. BURNER (CONT'D) ...sort of... Spoon gets up. SPOON I'm gonna take a ride. BURNER Hi, Honey. What's up? MARYLYN I was thinking about palm trees. And the beach. (a beat) Thanks. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 38.11-11-02 BURNER For what? MARYLYN Your help. (beat) You didn't say yes, I noticed. About the palm trees. But then, you didn't say no. BURNER It’s complicated. MARYLYN This relationship? BURNER Not a relationship, exactly. More like a train wreck. (she turns away) You've got to take control of your life. MARYLYN I'm trying to. I need help. Someone. BURNER I can’t... MARYLYN ...have a relationship? BURNER ...be your excuse... in some screwed up relationship. I won’t. I feel used. I don't like that feeling. I'm not sure we're real. And not just a way of breaking up with your boyfriend. She moves to him, puts her hand on his chest, leans in. MARYLYN How can I make you sure? BURNER Stand on your own for a bit. 58 EXT. DESERT RIDGE - SUNSET A single horse and rider picks his way up the trail. CLOSE ON - SPOON He has the MAP/RADAR CHART spread over the saddle horn, a high-tech military compass and binoculars in his hands. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 39.11-11-02 SPOON'S POV Up ahead, barely visible on the ridge in the SUNSET GLOW, the curve of a radar dish. GUNSLINGER Hold it right there, Pardner. Pulls up his horse, raises his hands. She's above him on a rock. SPOON Whoa! Guess you got the drop on me. GUNSLINGER Always did. What are you doing here? SPOON I'm a posse. She looks from horizon to horizon. Nobody. GUNSLINGER Awful small posse. SPOON Only trailing one gunslinger. She grins, motions him up. 59 EXT. DESERT RIDGETOP - SUNSET Spoon squats on his heels near a small campfire. In the B.G. a mobil SAM unit, a few techs, tweaking it. They overlook a valley with a ridge up the central spine. She hands him coffee, squats next to him. GUNSLINGER Don't you know better than to go sneaking up on someone? SPOON You should talk, that's all you do. GUNSLINGER Yeah, but its my job. That's different. SPOON You're not supposed to be here. You're supposed to be way over there, to the west, covering THAT ridge. GUNSLINGER Says who? ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 40.11-11-02 SPOON Jackal's briefing. GUNSLINGER What'd I tell you about jackals. SPOON Why'd... you tell me? GUNSLINGER I like a fair fight. It's just no fun, otherwise. And I don't like jackals. Sneaky creatures. Always trying to claim someone else's kill. SPOON That's too bad. GUNSLINGER Why? SPOON Thought it might be personal. GUNSLINGER Might be. You never know... if you live. A sudden chill. She pulls her jacket closer. GUNSLINGER (CONT'D) Gets cold at night in the desert. SPOON How you gonna keep warm? GUNSLINGER Thinking of you SPOON Really? GUNSLINGER Yeah, how great its gonna be to shoot you down. You and your whole flight. She throws her coffee in the fire. It FLARES. GUNSLINGER (CONT'D) It's not much of a relationship, I know. He throws his coffee in, gets up. SPOON Well, it's a start. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 41.11-11-02 60 EXT. DESERT ROAD - OUTSIDE FALLON - DAY Ice's pickup rattles down the road, Burner riding shotgun. 61 INT. TRUCK - TRAVELING - CONTINUOUS Burner's got his hands to his face. BURNER What is it, what is it? What, is fighting over women some kind of new Rodeo sport? They gotta get satellite TV. They don't have enough to do.... Shots ring out, ventilating the truck. They spin into the ditch, tumble out the far door. More SHOTS pin them down. They watch as Monte's truck appears from a wadi, R0ARS away. END ACT THREE ACT FOUR 62 EXT. FALLON BASE - HANGAR BRIEFING AREA - DAY The squadron prepares. Ice comes in with charts. SPOON Weather? ICE Bad. Where's Burner? SPOON Off moping. We should do something. ICE (resigned) Ah, romance. What can you do? SPOON Something. He walks off but Hammer comes over and sits. ICE You gonna get on my case, too? The best leader's the one who makes sure that her troops are the best they can be. Maybe you're too focussed on yourself. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 42.11-11-02 ICE I'm focussed on the mission. Not some love-sick fool. HAMMER The team is the mission. Getting your men prepared, seeing that they’re ready. Getting them back alive. That's what a commander does. She considers this for a beat, grabs her gear, stalks out. 63 INT. TACTS ROOM - DAY Burner sits in the dark. Ice stalks in. ICE You're supposed to be prepping a strike! BURNER Aw, gimme a break. ICE I can't. I need you on the line right now! All of you. Every nerve in your body, every brain cell, all your emotions. BURNER Emotions? Big talk. You don't know what they are. You're so icy you probably don’t know what romance is. ICE How would you know. BURNER I know you. You wouldn't let your guard down long enough to let someone in under it. ICE (a beat) His name was Ronald. Hated it. Stupid name. He looked kinda like Richard Gere. He was smart. He was funny. He was everything. First time I saw him, that was it. He just did somthing. He just did it for me... He just...did it. BURNER What did you do? ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 43.11-11-02 ICE I... dragged it on as long as I could. Had to make a choice. He wanted kids. He didn’t want me to fly. BURNER So...he wasn't perfect. What happened? ICE He’s got the kids. I’m leading this strike. And you’re gonna suck it up and help me. We’re gonna take every thing we’ve been through and use it to toughen us, and we’re gonna kick butt! 64 INT. LOCKER ROOM - DAY Kelly comes up to Hammer who is alone, collecting his gear. KELLY Talk to me, Hammer. HAMMER Jackal's misled them. Moved the threats. KELLY You sure? HAMMER I spent eight months here. I know the range. Things don’t ring true. It’s a setup. KELLY (a beat) Combat's filled with the unexpected. HAMMER This is unfair. KELLY ...And the unfair. You keep 'em out of trouble. I'll be in TACTS. We'll talk on Channel Two. HAMMER We should call it off, regroup. KELLY No. Let's play it out. It’ll teach us all something. HAMMER I hope not how to lose. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 44.11-11-02 He grabs his gear and walks out. 65 EXT. AERIAL SEQUENCE - DAY (STOCK) The FOUR PLANE SECTION launches for the strike, followed by a single, Hammer... 66 INT. TACTS ROOM FALLON - DAY (INTERCUT) Kelly walks in, grabs a headset, plugs in along with Jackal and the staff. We SEE GRAPHIC REPRESENTATIONS OF THE STRIKE ON SCREENS. As he plugs in, we HEAR... ICE (O.S.) Okay, Shooter flight, on range... 67 EXT. AERIAL SEQUENCE HORNETS - DAY - (STOCK) ICE (V.O.) Okay, all sorted out. Turn on 190. Shooters, Ready, range. 68 EXT. AERIAL - HORNET - DAY - (STOCK) A single Hornet weaves through valley, arcing around buttes. 69 INT. AERIAL - HAMMER'S COCKPIT - DAY - (STOCK) Hammer switches to (PRIVATE CHANNEL) TWO. HAMMER Hammer to Base. Low safety, in trail. 70 EXT. AERIAL - HORNETS - DAY The Strike ingresses. From the EAST, an unexpected quarter, a bogey appears LOW and makes a pass at Ice. 71 INT. AERIAL - SPOON'S COCKPIT - DAY - (STOCK) SPOON Ice Break Right! Break Right! Bogey on your six! ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 45.11-11-02 72 EXT. AERIAL - HORNETS - DAY - (STOCK) She breaks, takes evasive action. She's forced out of her ingress route. She honks around hard, the bogey zooms away. BOGEY Hornet lead, no lock. Continue. SPOON (V.O.) Where'd he come from? 73 INT. AERIAL ICE'S COCKPIT - DAY - (STOCK) ICE I'm off. I'm late. Spoon, you're lead. Continue. 74 INT. AERIAL - SPOON'S COCKPIT - DAY - (STOCK) SPOON This'll screw the timing. Strike’s a mess. 75 INT. TACTS ROOM - FALLON - DAY (INTERCUT) On the ground, tension's up. They know... KELLY Where'd that bogey come from? JACKAL She imagining things? Kelly gives him a hard stare, turns to the others. KELLY He's nowhere near what was briefed. Is he real? TACTS OFFICER Not on OUR radar. He glances at Jackel, who's buried his head in the charts. He feels Kelly's stare, turns and looks at him blankly, then turns away. Kelly starts to steam. He turns his receiver to Channel 2. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 46.11-11-02 76 EXT. AERIAL - HORNETS - DAY - (STOCK) Hammer's on the tail of the bogey disappearing over the dunes. 77 INT. AERIAL - HAMMER'S COCKPIT (STOCK) - DAY INSERT - CONTROLS. Hammer turns his radio to CHANNEL 2. HAMMER Got him, Skipper, but he's not not answering radio calls. (switches frequencies) Hammer to F5 bogey. 78 EXT. AERIAL - HORNETS - DAY - (STOCK) Flying furiously, he pulls abreast of the bogey. HAMMER (V.O.) Hammer to F5 bogey. Hammer to F5 bogey over Dixie South. The pilot looks over. Hammer signals for a radio switch. FLEX (V.O.) Hello, Hammerhead. HAMMER (V.O.) Flex? What are you doing here? 79 INT. AERIAL - FLEX'S COCKPIT - DAY (STOCK) FLEX Oh, I'm up to no-good. 80 INT. AERIAL - HAMMER'S COCKPIT - DAY (STOCK) HAMMER Hammer to Kelly, come in, Skipper. 81 INT. TACTS ROOM FALLON - DAY (INTERCUT) Kelly receives the info on the side channel EARPHONES. He says nothing, just watches Jackal smirking, unaware. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 47.11-11-02 KELLY Right, Hammer. Roger that! 82 EXT. AERIAL SEQUENCE - DAY - (STOCK) Hornets streak across the desert. 83 INT. AERIAL - ICE'S COCKPIT (STOCK) - DAY ICE Swamp, you're low. Get down there. 84 INT. AERIAL - SWAMP'S COCKPIT (STOCK) - DAY SWAMP Gusting! I'm too low for this. 85 INT. AERIAL - ICE'S COCKPIT (STOCK) - DAY ICE Spoon, you're high, come left. Get in the groove. Burner extend. Swamp, You're out of position. Get down. 86 INT. AERIAL - SWAMP'S COCKPIT (STOCK) - DAY Swamp hesitates. SWAMP You sure about this. I... don't... 87 INT. AERIAL - ICE'S COCKPIT (STOCK) - DAY Ice kicks him into line. ICE Swamp! Suck it up and fly. 88 INT. AERIAL - SWAMP'S COCKPIT (STOCK) - DAY SWAMP Yeah, but... BURNER (V.O.) Swamp, you're popping high! ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 48.11-11-02 RATTLESNAKE SFX -RHAW GEAR ALARM... SWAMP I'm painted! Swamp's painted. GUNSLINGER (V.O.) Painted don't tell it, Pardner. You're dead. Gunslinger Two. SAM 6. 89 INT. TACTS ROOM - DAY JACKAL Swamp, you're dead. You're in the kill box. Orbit at 25,000. Stay out of the way until the Strike is over. 90 INT. AERIAL - SWAMP'S COCKPIT (STOCK) - DAY SWAMP Aw nuts! He cranks and pulls out of there. 91 INT. TACTS ROOM -- CONTINUOUS TACTS OFFICER That SAM that took Swamp, it's nowhere on the charts. KELLY What’s going on? JACKAL It's getting unsafe up there. I'm calling this off. He reaches for the mike switch. Kelly puts his hand on it. KELLY No. 92 EXT. AERIAL - HORNETS - DAY - (STOCK) The flight's getting ragged. SPOON (V.O.)