SHOW OF FORCE
By William C. Martell
EXT. USS STOWERS AIRCRAFT CARRIER -- DAY
Over a thousand feet long, weighing 91,487 tons, home to
3,280 sailors and 2,480 fliers, a city in the ocean.
INT. READY ROOM -- DAY
TWO DOZEN PILOTS AND RIOS (radar intercept officers) are
briefed on their mission by CAPTAIN ELSTER. Briarwood pipe,
paternal manner; Elster seems more like a high school math
teacher than a Navy air wing commander.
ELSTER
We'll be patrolling the No-Fly Zone
again today...
One of the RIOs, HANK "JOKER" MacKENNA, raises his hand.
ELSTER
Yes, MacKenna.
MACKENNA
Sir, should we really be patrolling a
no-fly zone in airplanes? Doesn't it
defeat the purpose?
Some laughs from the others.
MacKenna's pilot and partner, Lt. TOM STONE, shakes his head.
Stone is a take charge career pilot, hoping to make CAG
(Commander Air Group) some day.
Stone has seen the worst there is, and never lost his cool.
A pair of chromed 45 automatics instead of the issued 92F.
ELSTER
Let me address that: Though there's
been little recorded activity in the
region, we need to stay on our toes.
(puffs his pipe)
There's nothing routine about our
mission here. Stay alert and stay
alive.
When MacKenna starts to raise his hand again, Stone grabs it
and pulls it back down. MacKenna raises his other hand.
Stone pulls that one down. This goes on until Stone and all
of the pilots are laughing. Elster gives them a look. Quiet.
ELSTER
Tonight's movie is "Courage Under
Fire" starring Denzel Washington...
2.
INT. HANGER BAY -- DAY
MacKenna and Stone give their F-14 Tomcat a pre-flight
inspection, a brown shirted CREW CHIEF notes any problems.
CHIEF
You want to kick the tires?
STONE
I'm flying it, not buying it.
Stone checks the nose gear, then gives the Crew Chief a nod.
STONE
I'll sign.
Crew Chief hands him a big 3 ring binder, Stone signs.
CHIEF
It's all yours.
MacKenna and Stone punch their fists together.
The last time they will be able touch until the mission is
over. Once in the plane, their lives depend on each other,
but they can't even see one another's face.
MACKENNA
Did you get the optional liability
insurance?
STONE
(laughs)
For ten bucks we can bring this thing
back in pieces.
"Joker" MacKenna climbs the ladder and gets in, Stone
follows.
MACKENNA
Remember, it's not just a job, it's
an adventure.
OTHER PILOTS AND RIOS punch fists together before entering
their planes. It's a ritual onboard the USS Stowers.
EXT. USS STOWERS AIRCRAFT CARRIER -- DAY
A jet roars off the bow of the carrier, taking flight.
The elevator brings the F-14 up to the flight deck.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
Behind Stone, MacKenna goes through take-off check list.
3.
MACKENNA
Wings spread and locked. Flaps and
slats in take off position.
Stone communicates with Flight Deck Control.
FD CONTROL (V.O.)
Tomcat seven one seven you're up next.
Cat number one.
STONE
Tomcat seven one seven, cat number
one, copy that.
EXT. FLIGHT DECK -- DAY
A Yellow Shirted TAXI DIRECTOR waves Stone & MacKenna's F-14
Tomcat into position at Catapult #1. The jet blast deflector
raises behind the plane, and a Green Shirted CAT CREW member
connects the nose gear to the shuttle with a shear bolt.
The Yellow Shirted SHOOTER signals Stone to go full throttle.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
Stone goes full throttle.
STONE
Full throttle.
EXT. FLIGHT DECK -- DAY
The Shooter raises his left hand, palm out, five fingers up.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
STONE
Afterburners.
EXT. FLIGHT DECK -- DAY
The Shooter salutes Stone, touches two fingers to the deck..
The launch signal.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
Stone salutes, and prepares for launch.
EXT. FLIGHT DECK -- DAY
The catapult BLASTS the F-14 down the flight deck towards
the bow of the ship...
But something is wrong.
4.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
STONE
Cold shot! Cold shot!
The catapult doesn't give the plane enough speed to fly,
just shoves it off the deck of the carrier
The F-14 SPLASHES into the ocean.
MACKENNA
Damn!
Stone on the radio.
STONE
This is Tomcat seven zero seven.
We've had a cold shot, do you copy?
MacKenna notices it's getting dark in the cockpit.
MACKENNA
Stone?
EXT. USS STOWERS AIRCRAFT CARRIER -- DAY
The bow of the ship towering over them.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DARK
Stone looks through the canopy.
MACKENNA
We're gonna get run over!
STONE
Hold on!
WHAM!
The whole cockpit shakes as the carrier hits them...
Then presses them 33 feet underwater!
It gets darker.
Water begins flowing into the cockpit.
MACKENNA
Tom. Tom.
STONE
It's okay. Hold on. We're under the
ship. It's going right over us...
MacKenna is panicking.
Water is SPRAYING in under the canopy.
5.
Stone looks up...
THE SHIP'S BOTTOM SKIDS OVER THE CANOPY only inches
overhead. 1,040 feet of ship! Will the plexiglass break?
MACKENNA
Tom? We gotta punch out...
STONE
If we punch out, we'll splash the
hull of the ship.
The cockpit is filling rapidly with water.
Up to their waist.
MacKenna is panicking.
The underside of the ship SCRAPES over the canopy.
STONE
We aren't going to drown, Hank. We
have oxygen. Okay?
MacKenna can't see Stone, can't touch him.
Both men are only a few feet apart, but alone.
Alone in the dark.
Water level reaching their chest...
Their necks...
Stone lifts his oxygen mask to his face.
Then they hear the noise.
MACKENNA
Oh God. The screws. We're headed
right into the propellers. They'll
turn us into hamburger....
STONE
We're gonna be okay, Hank.
But Stone isn't so sure any more.
The cockpit begins to VIBRATE as the propellers get closer.
The water level continues to rise.
STONE
Just keep your head, okay?
No answer.
Stone puts the mask back on as the water covers his face.
Vibration increases.
The cockpit spins and shakes as if caught in a washing
machine. Flipping upside down and backwards.
6.
The 22 foot diameter propeller slices off part of the plane.
Then LIGHT begins to seep into the cockpit.
The stern of the aircraft carrier moves away from them.
EXT. OCEAN -- DAY
The F-14 Tomcat floats in the ocean, a gash in the fuselage.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
STONE
Hank? Hank?
No answer. But the water in the cockpit is tinted red.
EXT. HELICOPTER -- DAY
A rescue helicopter hovers over the F-14 Tomcat, rescuing
Stone, and taking MacKenna's body away in a basket.
The rescue helicopter glides over the ocean.
INT. HELICOPTER -- DAY
A MEDIC makes Stone let go of Hank's hand so that he can zip
up the body bag. Stone looks at the bag.
EXT. HELICOPTER -- DAY
The rescue helicopter disappears.
FADE OUT
INT. PILOT'S LOCKER ROOM -- DAY
Stone, with a day's growth of beard, opens the locker labeled
"Joker". Fights to maintain composure as he packs MacKenna's
personal belongings into a cardboard box.
In the back of the locker, a drugstore envelope of photos.
Stone closes the locker, closes the cardboard box, opens the
envelope of photos.
EXT. FLIGHT DECK -- DAY
Ocean as far as the eye can see.
Stone stands at the railing, flipping through the photos.
Snapshots from shore leave. Stone or MacKenna or the other
PILOTS hamming it up. Smiling. Drinking. Living.
7.
One photo shows Stone and MacKenna laughing, beers raised.
Stone keeps this photo, tosses all of the other photos into
the ocean. The saltwater makes the colors run.
FADE OUT
EXT. USS STOWERS AIRCRAFT CARRIER -- DAY
The city on the sea.
INT. READY ROOM -- DAY
Stone is the only one in the room.
A full week's beard, out of uniform.
Captain Elster enters.
ELSTER
Stone?
STONE
Yes, sir.
ELSTER
Get yourself a shave. You're back on
duty tomorrow.
STONE
Yes, sir.
ELSTER
Your new Radio Intercept Officer...
JUDY BARTON enters the ready room. She may be a beauty in
civilian clothes, but in uniform: a tough, competent RIO.
ELSTER
Lt. Tom Stone, Lt. Judy Barton.
BARTON
"Thrasher" to friends...
She holds out her hand to shake, Stone nods to her instead.
He has BECOME stone, closing himself off from others.
ELSTER
I wanted to get you up in the air for
a test run tomorrow, but we've got
new orders... Something's come up.
INT. GNN NEWS REPORT -- DAY
PAUL PRESCOTT, Global News Network's top reporter, reads the
news, augmented by graphics.
8.
PRESCOTT
Today's top story: Peace in the Middle
East. After years of work by the
current Secretary Of State and his
predecessors, a treaty involving every
country in the Middle East has finally
been hammered out.
Graphic of the region, each country lights as it's mentioned.
PRESCOTT
Iran, Iraq, Syria, Jordan, Saudi
Arabia, Israel, Egypt, Turkey, Lebanon,
the U.E.A, Qatar, Oman and Yemen.
Back to Prescott, with file footage of Presidents.
PRESCOTT
Tuesday, the Presidents, Prime
Ministers, and Rulers of over a dozen
countries will sign the agreement
onboard the USS Stowers Aircraft
Carrier under the supervision of the
President Of The United States.
File footage of the Aircraft Carrier.
PRESCOTT
This will be an historic occasion,
rivaling the end of World War Two,
and GNN will take you there live.
INT. PILOT'S LOCKER ROOM -- DAY
Stone touches the locker next to his labeled "Joker". Hank's.
Barton enters with her gear. Her helmet says: THRASHER.
BARTON
Empty locker?
STONE
No.
Barton nods, has to stuff her gear in a corner cubby.
EXT. MARINE CAMP -- DAY
The 24th MEU SOC Marine Base in the Middle East.
INT. MARINE CAMP -- DAY
A GROUP OF MARINES listen to Colonel RUPERT "Big Dog" CADELL,
their Commanding Officer. Cadell looks like a Basset hound.
9.
CADELL
As with any assembly of this size,
there are security concerns.
(beat)
The 24th MEU SOC has been asked to
help augment the Marine Security
Detachment assigned to the Stowers.
Among the Marines is MIKE LOGAN, a proud member of the team.
Ready to go where ever the send him and do what it takes to
get the job done. Relaxed, confident. Logan knows who he is.
CADELL
This is good duty. A front row seat
while history is being made.
(beat)
We'll be onboard the carrier for two
days, leaving at oh-six hundred hours
tomorrow morning.
(smiles)
Pack light, it's going to be crowded.
Smiles from the men.
CADELL
Let's get a move on.
Cadell and the Marines exchange salutes as they are
dismissed.
Next to Logan, Lance Corporal CHARLIE NEWTON, fresh from
Paris Island and excited as a puppy.
NEWTON
Sounds boring to me, Gunny.
LOGAN
It's good duty.
NEWTON
What's bad duty?
LOGAN
Getting shot at in Mogadishu.
NEWTON
That sounds like FUN duty.
LOGAN
You don't know what you're talking
about.
NEWTON
Yeah. But I'd like to find out.
10.
Logan is patient with the kid, explains:
LOGAN
Standing around watching history going
down, something to tell the grand
kids, that's the best duty there is.
EXT. USS STOWERS AIRCRAFT CARRIER -- DAY
F-14 Tomcat Fighter planes rocket off the deck.
INT. READY ROOM -- DAY
Captain Elster addresses the room.
ELSTER
Ladies and gentlemen, tomorrow the
USS Stowers will be host to a large
number of guests. Members of the
Marine's 24th MEU SOC came onboard
this morning to provide additional
security for this historic occasion.
(puffs his pipe)
So let's review Security Alert
Protocol.
Pilots sit next to their RIOs, except Barton and Stone.
They sit across the room from each other. Stone is alone.
ELSTER
Some of our guests are elder statesmen.
Possibly with health problems. Should
one of them suffer a heart attack, or
should any other emergency develop,
we will go on Security Alert.
Barton studies Stone... he's withdrawn.
ELSTER
A member of the Marine Detachment
will blow a whistle sounding the alert.
(puffs)
When you hear a whistle or a siren,
everyone on the ship, no matter where
you are, is required to shore up
against the nearest bulkhead and clear
a path for the Marines and emergency
services. Does everybody understand
Security Alerts? Any questions?
Smiling pilot "KRAZY KAT" KOVAC raises his hand.
KRAZY KAT
Sir, are we going to be on TV?
11.
ELSTER
Glad you brought that up, Kovac.
(draws on his pipe)
Some of you may be chosen to put on
your dress whites and represent the
Navy to the press and public. I don't
care how long we've been at sea, I
just want you to look SHARP.
(puffs)
Be courteous to members of the press
if you bump into them in a passageway.
Remember: You represent America.
A little applause, as Elster steps away from the podium.
INT. PASSAGEWAY -- NIGHT
Stone walks through the passageway, bumping into a Marine...
STONE
Excuse me.
LOGAN
Sorry.
Logan and Stone trade nods, continue in opposite
directions.
EXT. USS STOWERS AIRCRAFT CARRIER -- DAY
The Carrier sparkles in the Arabian Sea. Moving around the
ship to a deck filled with uniformed SAILORS in white.
EXT. GNN NEWS REPORT - ON THE CARRIER -- DAY
NEWS CAMERA FOOTAGE shows Paul Prescott with SAILORS in dress
white. The GNN "bug" in the lower right corner of the
picture.
PRESCOTT
This is Paul Prescott, GNN News,
reporting live from the deck of the
USS Stowers Aircraft Carrier in the
Arabian Sea.
EXT. FLIGHT DECK -- DAY
Mike Logan, in dress uniform, watches Prescott and his CAMERA
MAN compete with REPORTERS from other countries for shots.
12.
EXT. GNN NEWS REPORT - ON THE CARRIER -- DAY
PRESCOTT
Exactly fifty years ago today, the
Nation Of Israel was created, and the
Middle East was thrown into turmoil.
(beat)
The ongoing wars between neighboring
countries have been quelled several
times, most notably the November 6th
1956 agreement and the November 11th
1973 Yom Kippur war cease fire.
(beat)
Two years ago Operation Desert Fox...
INT. WARD ROOM -- DAY
Stone, Krazy Kat, Barton and other pilots sit in the ready
room watching GNN News on a small color TV set atop a VCR.
Krazy Kat rips the packaging off a blank VHS tape, then
blocks everybody's view of the TV when he put it in the
recorder.
PILOTS (O.S.)
Out of the way!
KRAZY KAT
Anybody know how to program this thing?
PILOTS (O.S.)
Kovac, you're blocking the TV!
KRAZY KAT
Man, history's going down a hundred
feet from here, and I can't even get
this VCR to work.
Stone moves Krazy Kat Kovac out of the way, hits the record
button, and sits back down.
KRAZY KAT
That's it? It's recording?
STONE
Yeah. Why don't you take a seat so
we can watch the show.
KRAZY KAT
Stone, you're my hero.
Krazy Kat tries to give Stone a big hug, gets pushed away.
STONE
Stay away from me, Kovac.
13.
PILOTS
Sit down!
Krazy Kat frowns at Stone, hurt; finally sits, they watch
GNN News Live.
EXT. GNN NEWS REPORT - ON THE CARRIER -- DAY
Prescott gives us the play-by-play as the events unfold.
PRESCOTT
As the Marine Corps Band plays "Hail
To The Chief", the President of the
United States takes the center chair.
(beat)
Behind the President is Rear Admiral
Ferguson, commander of this carrier
group. Our host.
ADMIRAL FERGUSON is a rugged Texan who looks like he'd be
more at home on a bucking bronco than in dress whites. Looks
a little like John Wayne with a bandito moustache.
PRESCOTT
Through the work of the President,
Secretary Of State, and past Presidents
including Jimmy Carter, we will finally
see peace in the Middle East.
INT. WARD ROOM -- DAY
Stone, Krazy Kat, Barton and the Pilots watch the TV screen.
PRESCOTT (O.S.)
But none of this would have been
possible if Iraq's Saddam Hussein had
not been toppled from power.
(beat)
Without the support of the elite
Republican Guard, many of whom were
killed in the 1998 bombings, the crazed
dictator was forced to seek exile in
Libya, where he lives in poverty.
EXT. GNN NEWS REPORT - ON THE CARRIER -- DAY
PRESCOTT
Today, the new Prime Minister of Iraq
will be the first to sign this historic
peace agreement.
(beat)
Here he comes now...
14.
EXT. FLIGHT DECK -- DAY
Mike Logan tries not to be blinded by the flashbulbs as the
turbaned PRIME MINISTER signs the document.
The PRIME MINISTER leaves, another DIGNITARY signs the
document.
EXT. GNN NEWS REPORT - ON THE CARRIER -- DAY
PRESCOTT
Premier of Syria, Mahmoud Al-Zubi.....
INT. WARD ROOM -- DAY
KRAZY KAT
He was on my bowling team.
Stone isn't watching TV. He's thinking about Hank's death.
PRESCOTT (V.O.)
State Of Palestine leader Yassir
Arafat, followed by King of Jordan...
Barton looks across at Stone, worried about him.
PRESCOTT (V.O.)
Sheik Al-Maktum of the U.A.E, and the
Sultan of Oman...
EXT. GNN NEWS REPORT - ON THE CARRIER -- DAY
PRESCOTT
The President of Egypt.
The President of EGYPT shakes hands with the PRESIDENT of
the United States, prepares to sign.
When SHOTS are fired!
EXT. FLIGHT DECK -- DAY
The President of Egypt is hit in the chest! Blood sprays!
Screams and panic... more shots fired!
The President of the USA is shot in the shoulder.
SECRET SERVICE agents cover him immediately.
FERGUSON
The President's been shot!
Logan blinks away the flash from the flashbulbs, sees the
KILLER: a middle eastern photographer from the press corps.
15.
KILLER
Death to the infidels! Burn the
Egyptians and American dogs!
FERGUSON
Get down! Get down!
Admiral Ferguson sees to the safety of the DIGNITARIES.
One of the Marines blows the Security Alert whistle.
SCREAMS and GUNFIRE as the Killer slams through the crowd,
ripping the phoney plastic camera housing away from his gun.
Mike Logan bolts for the Killer.
INT. WARD ROOM -- DAY
All of the Pilots on their feet.
Krazy Kat moves closer to the TV, blocking the view of
others.
PILOTS (O.S.)
Get out of the way!
Krazy Kat moves, as all eyes are glued to the TV screen.
EXT. GNN NEWS REPORT - ON THE CARRIER -- DAY
The GNN camera spots the fleeing Killer... Logan only two
dozen feet behind him.
The camera swings back around to show Prescott ducking as if
in a war zone. Screams and panic all around him.
PRESCOTT
Shots were fired by an unknown gunman.
The Egyptian President has been killed.
Assassinated. The President of the
United States has also been hit, but
he appears to be alive at this time...
More shots fired, more panic.
PRESCOTT
A group of Marines have chased after
the gunman, we're going to stay on
top of the action...
EXT. FLIGHT DECK -- DAY
General panic, screams, and confusion.
Prescott grabs his CAMERAMAN. They chase after the Marines.
16.
The President of EGYPT is pronounced dead.
The PRESIDENT of the US receives medical attention from a
pair of NAVY SURGEONS while Admiral Ferguson stands by.
SAILORS stand against the bulkheads as MARINES run past.
Other MARINES take charge of the situation on the deck.
INT. PASSAGEWAY -- DAY
SAILORS stand against the walls as Logan chases the Killer.
A moment later, Prescott and his Cameraman run past.
INT. ANOTHER PASSAGEWAY -- DAY
The Killer turns left, running down an empty passageway.
Logan takes a left, gun out, in pursuit.
Followed by a half dozen Marines including Newton.
A moment later, an out of breath Prescott and his Cameraman
pause for a moment before making the left turn.
INT. ANOTHER PASSAGEWAY -- DAY
Logan and the Marines turn another corner...
And are met by gunfire from the Killer!
They dive back around the corner for cover, bumping into
Prescott and his Cameraman.
LOGAN
We're in a security alert situation.
Get your back against the wall NOW.
PRESCOTT
My First Amendment rights give me...
The Cameraman starts around the corner, and Newton grabs him
and pulls him back, JUST AS BULLETS fly.
He drops the camera as he's yanked around the corner.
Bullets ricochet.
LOGAN
This is for your own safety.
PRESCOTT
Look, my Constitutional Rights...
17.
LOGAN
(with force)
Stay here.
Prescott finally obeys.
INT. ANOTHER PASSAGEWAY -- DAY
Logan and the Marines carefully turn the corner...
The Passageway is empty.
They jog to the end of the hall, and around the next corner.
INT. WARD ROOM -- DAY
The TV screen shows the passageway, as Logan and the Marines
turn the corner at the end. Stone moves to his feet.
STONE
Wait a minute.
Blocking the TV screen, he fiddles with the VCR.
PILOTS (O.S.)
Stone, sit down!
Stone hits REWIND, then PLAY.
ON THE TV SCREEN
The Killer reaches the end of the hall turns right, when
Logan and the Marines give chase, they turn THE WRONG WAY.
STONE
He's coming right towards us.
Stone begins searching the Ward Room for a weapon.
Picking up a trophy from a showcase, heading to the door.
BARTON
Stone, what are you doing? It's a
Security Alert. If you go out there
you'll get written up.
STONE
He just shot the President.
BARTON
The Marines will get him. Let them
do their job.
KRAZY KAT
Jeeze Stone, listen to her. They're
gonna ground you...
18.
PILOTS (O.S.)
It's a Security Alert!
Stone ignores everyone, hefts the trophy, and pops open the
door and steps out, ready to battle the Killer.
INT. PASSAGEWAY -- DAY
As Stone steps out.... WHACK!
The Killer SLAMS him in the head with his gun and takes off
down the passageway. Stone shakes it off and gives chase.
INT. ANOTHER PASSAGEWAY -- DAY
Logan, Newton and the other Marines run down the passageway
to the T at the end. Left? Or right?
LOGAN
This tub is a damned maze. Anybody
know where we are?
NEWTON
Think we could get a map someplace?
LOGAN
Newton, Rutland and McGruder take the
port side, the rest of us will go
starboard.
They split up, searching cautiously.
Not knowing where the Killer might be hiding.
INT. PASSAGEWAY -- DAY
As Stone takes off after the Killer, Barton and Krazy Kat
Kovac call after him from the doorway.
BARTON
Stone! It's a Security Alert!
KRAZY KAT
Elster will throw you in the brig!
BARTON
Come back!
KRAZY KAT
He's freaking crazy. The Marines are
gonna arrest him.
Krazy Kat and Barton go back in before THEY are arrested.
19.
EXT. FLIGHT DECK -- DAY
As the PRESIDENT of the USA is being put on a stretcher by a
pair of MEDICOS, a pair of DIGNITARIES begin yelling at each
other in Arabic. Coming to the point of blows.
PRESIDENT
Stop... Please, stop...
Admiral Ferguson puts his hand on the President's arm.
FERGUSON
I'll take care of it, sir.
(to the MEDICOS)
Get him to the sick bay.
As the Medicos take the President away, Ferguson breaks up
the impending fist fight between the two yelling Dignitaries.
FERGUSON
Gentlemen. Gentleman. Let's not be
jumping to conclusions about what
happened. This will all sort out.
The Dignitaries calm a little.
FERGUSON
If you have to fight, please don't do
it on my flight deck.
One of the Dignitaries still looks mad.
FERGUSON
Let's not throw away a chance at peace
because of one idiot with a gun.
Okay?
Both Dignitaries nod, completely calm.
FERGUSON
Good.
Ferguson turns back to the melee, taking control.
FERGUSON
This ship is on full Security Alert.
Completely locked down.
(beat)
No one is allowed to leave their
present location until this gunman
has been captured by the Marine
Security Team.
20.
INT. ANOTHER PASSAGEWAY -- DAY
Logan and his Marine Team creep down a long hallway searching
for the Killer.
Dozens of doorways, each with an address:
Odd numbers on the Port side, Even on the Starboard.
Numbering from the front of the ship to the back, prefaced
by a two digit deck code (like 03 for Third Deck).
At every doorway, a pair of Marines cover while Logan kicks
open the door. Tension. Will they be met by gunfire?
Door by door they search the passageway.
At the LAST DOOR before the dead end, Logan KNOWS he has the
Killer. The Marines ready their rifles.
Logan kicks down the doorway, spins inside.
INT. MACHINERY ROOM -- DAY
Logan and the Marines creep into the Machinery Room, using
standard two-by-two cover formation.
Logan uses hand signals to show a Marine where to search.
Nothing. Nobody. The room is empty.
LOGAN
We lost him.
MARINE #1
What are we going to do?
LOGAN
Find him.
Logan glides out of the Machinery Room with the Marines.
INT. PASSAGEWAY -- DAY
Stone hears the echo of footsteps in front of him.
Close.
Stone pours on speed, turns the corner to the next
passageway...
INT. ANOTHER PASSAGEWAY -- DAY
As Stone enters the passageway, he sees the Killer reach the
end of the passage and turn right.
Stone gives chase.
21.
INT. ANOTHER PASSAGEWAY -- DAY
Paul Prescott creeps down the passageway... fully lighted by
the video camera aimed at him by his Cameraman.
PRESCOTT
Someplace within this city on the sea
an assassin roams. Possibly laying
in wait for the brave Marines sent to
capture him.
INT. GNN NEWS REPORT - ON THE CARRIER -- DAY
PRESCOTT
There are miles of hallway on the
modern aircraft carrier. Ten decks,
over two thousand rooms, a byzantine
maze of passages and compartments
with millions of places to hide.
INT. ANOTHER PASSAGEWAY -- DAY
Logan and the Marine Team begin clearing another passageway,
checking behind every door, searching for the Killer.
INT. PASSAGEWAY -- DAY
Stone rounds a corner into the passageway.
Where the Killer waits, gun ready!
The Killer opens fire!
Stone dives for cover: A doorway.
Bullets ricochet.
Stone looks down at the trophy, still in his hands.
STONE
Not much of a weapon.
He tosses the trophy out into the passageway, where it is
DECIMATED by gunfire from the Killer.
KILLER
Die you American dog!
THE KILLER's gun runs dry, and he pops out the magazine and
shoves in another, running backwards down the hall.
KILLER
Burn in hell, American Satan!
When Stone peeps his head out, bullets splatter at him,
forcing him back behind cover.
22.
INT. ANOTHER PASSAGEWAY -- DAY
Logan and the Marine Team hear the gunfire.
LOGAN
Where? That way?
He and the Team start jogging towards the sound. When they
get to a corner, they spin around, following the sounds.
Bumping RIGHT into.....
INT. ANOTHER PASSAGEWAY -- DAY
THREE HEAVILY ARMED MEN WITH AUTOMATIC WEAPONS!
Guns are aimed, then Logan and the Marine Team realize they
are about to kill NEWTON and the other two Marines.
NEWTON
Woah! We surrender.
LOGAN
That way.
Logan points down a passage, and the ENTIRE Marine Team take
off, following the echoes of gunfire.
INT. GNN NEWS REPORT - ON THE CARRIER -- DAY
Prescott hears the echoes of gunfire (far away) and ducks.
Moving back into frame, he continues his report.
PRESCOTT
You heard that... The sounds of battle.
A war rages within the bowels of this
battleship, and we will take you there
live. Show you the assassin's capture
as it happens. Only on Global News.
Prescott gestures for his Cameraman to continue moving back,
deeper into the aircraft carrier.
INT. PASSAGEWAY -- DAY
Stone hears footsteps echoing as the Killer runs away. Pokes
his head out, when it isn't blown off, returns to the chase.
At the end of the Passageway, he spots a few spent shells,
like Hansel & Gretal's crumb trail.
Stone begins following the spent shells. One every dozen
feet, around a corner and down a stairway to a lower deck.
23.
INT. ANOTHER PASSAGEWAY -- DAY
Logan and his Marine Team jog into a long hallway, trying to
chase the echoes of gunfire.
INT. STAIRWAY -- DAY
Logan kicks a spent shell, which tinkles against the stairs.
LOGAN
Stairs.
Logan and the Marine Team creep downstairs to a lower deck.
INT. ANOTHER PASSAGEWAY -- DAY
At the base of the stars, Logan sees more shells.
LOGAN
Wait.
Using hand signals, he gestures to the doorways.
The Team splits into two groups to search the rooms.
At every doorway, a pair of Marines cover while Logan or
Newton kick open the door.
At every doorway: suspense. Will they be met by gunfire?
Door by door they search the passageway, until Logan spots
ANOTHER spent shell near the bulkhead door.
He signals for the Marines to cover him as he opens the door.
Tension builds.... He gets the door open, and there is NO
ONE in the next passageway. Logan relaxes.
THE KILLER SPRINGS FROM AN OPEN DOORWAY and fires on the
Marines!
INT. GNN NEWS REPORT - ON THE CARRIER -- DAY
Paul Prescott hears the shooting.
PRESCOTT
More gunfire.
(beat)
Onboard this Aircraft carrier are
over six thousand men and women...
One of them a cold blooded killer.
INT. ANOTHER PASSAGEWAY -- DAY
The Marines take cover, and a firefight ensues.
24.
MARINE #1 rolls out to blast the Killer, but is shot.
Newton drags him bend a bulkhead, as bullets spark nearby.
MARINE #2 is hit by a ricochet, and goes down.
Logan and MARINE #3 move to either side of the doorway, then
swing out, shooting, at the same time.
THE KILLER retreats, chased by gunfire down the passageway.
Running deeper into the ship.
Logan lifts his walkie talkie to his mouth.
LOGAN
This is Mike Logan, Marine Security
Detachment. We are in pursuit of the
killer. We have two men down, in
need of medical attention. At...
(looks around)
I don't know where we are.
NEWTON
The door address.
LOGAN
Door address is 03-124. I'll leave a
man behind, but the rest I'm going to
need to capture this guy.
Logan returns the walkie.
LOGAN
McGruder, you stay here with Rutland
and Inwood.
(to the rest)
Let's go get this guy.
INT. PASSAGEWAY -- DAY
Stone hears the footsteps.
Getting CLOSER.
No weapon.
No back up.
Alone against the assassin.
INT. ANOTHER PASSAGEWAY -- DAY
The Killer slaps a new magazine into his gun as he runs.
Fifty new shells... fifty chances to kill Stone.
25.
INT. PASSAGEWAY -- DAY
Stone hears footsteps getting CLOSER, comes up with a plan.
Closing the main passageway door, he opens the door to a
Machinery Room... a trap.
INT. MACHINERY ROOM -- DAY
Stone looks for a weapon, finds a wrench in a tool chest.
He hides behind the door, waiting for the Killer to enter.
Holding his breath.
Footsteps getting closer.
INT. PASSAGEWAY -- DAY
The Killer comes to the closed door, almost moves to open
it, then sees the open door. An ambush?
He readies his gun and creeps into the Machinery Room.
INT. MACHINERY ROOM -- DAY
Stone swings the wrench at the Killer.
The Killer sees the movement and spins, deflecting with the
gun. Clang! He slams the wrench out of Stone's hands.
Stone grabs the Killer's wrist in his hands, pushing the gun
towards the ceiling.
THE KILLER PULLS THE TRIGGER.
BLAM!
Sparks from the ceiling shower the two men.
FACE TO FACE, only inches between the two struggling men.
Loaded gun moving between them.
STONE
The Marines are right behind me...
The Killer twists the gun barrel around to Stone's face.
Stone grabs the gun barrel to press it away.
Sizzle!
HE SCREAMS, as the hot gun barrel burns his palms.
The Killer presses the gun barrel against Stone's left cheek.
His finger gets ready to pull the trigger.
Stone grabs the gun barrel, pushing it up into the air.
26.
BLAM!
STONE AND THE KILLER struggle with the gun.
The Killer tries to twist the barrel down at Stone's face.
Stone tries to keep the damned thing away from him.
INT. PASSAGEWAY -- DAY
Logan and the Marine Team run to the Machinery Room.
INT. MACHINERY ROOM -- DAY
Logan and the Marine Team aim their rifles at the Killer.
LOGAN
Get out of there! We need a clear
shot!
Stone would LIKE to get out of there, but the Killer will
kill him before Logan's team get off any shots.
STONE
Can't. He'll kill me.
The Killer twists the gun away from Stone... and kicks him
to the floor. Stone goes down HARD.
The Killer aims at Stone, laughs as he pulls the trigger.
BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM!
The Killer is hit five times by Logan and the Marine Team
and goes down before he can get off a shot.
Newton steps on the Killer's wrist and kicks the gun from
his hand... The Killer mumbles something.
That's when Paul Prescott and his Cameraman BURST into the
room, camera light blazing.
PRESCOTT
The Marines have dealt swift justice
to this mad dog assassin...
Logan gets ready to forcibly remove Prescott from the room.
NEWTON
Logan.
Logan turns from Prescott.
The Killer speaks his last words.
27.
INT. GNN NEWS REPORT - ON THE CARRIER -- DAY
KILLER
It is too late American Dogs. The
war has already begun.
The Killer's last words, broadcast LIVE to the world on GNN.
KILLER
Death to the Egyptians! Praise to
Jordan!
INT. WAR ROOM -- DAY
Deep inside a missile bunker in the Zagros Mountains, GENERAL
AQMED ZAHEDI watches the Killer die on TV.
ZAHEDI
A brilliant performance.
Zahedi is the hard edged leader of his country's military,
promoted for his take-no-prisoners attitude. A man who
loves both the strategy and the blood of the battlefield.
Never goes anywhere without his computer chess game.
His second in command, URIBE, enters.
URIBE
The Prime Minister is preparing to
leave the American aircraft carrier.
ZAHEDI
Splendid. Begin phase two. Are the
planes ready for the first bombing raid?
URIBE
Yes, sir.
Uribe salutes and leaves. Zahedi glances at the TV as he
continues winning his computer chess game.
INT. GNN NEWS REPORT - ON THE CARRIER -- DAY
The camera swishes away from the dead Killer to Prescott.
PRESCOTT
A dramatic declaration of war brings
this peace conference to a close...
INT. MACHINERY ROOM -- DAY
Whatever else Prescott was going to say gets cut off as Logan
and another Marine grab them and toss them against the wall.
28.
LOGAN
Security Alert means up against the
wall. EVERYBODY against the wall.
The camera slams onto the floor, shattering.
Logan turns to Stone, still on the floor.
LOGAN
You okay?
Logan grabs Stone's hand and pulls him to his feet.
This turns into a hand shake.
STONE
Sorry about breaking Security Alert
Protocol. He was close, I thought I
could get him. My mistake.
Logan studies Stone for a moment, decides not to hassle him.
LOGAN
Okay. But you owe me one.
Stone nods. Logan lifts his walkie talkie.
INT. FLIGHT DECK -- DAY
Ferguson watches a MARINE DETAIL turn the peace signing area
into a crime scene. His aide, GILBERT, taps him.
GILBERT
Sir, they've apprehended the killer.
Gilbert: straight laced, never used profanity in his life.
FERGUSON
Have him brought to...
GILBERT
He's dead, sir.
FERGUSON
I want a full report.
Gilbert nods, salutes, gets to work.
INT. MACHINERY ROOM -- DAY
Logan turns to Newton, who is searching the Killer's body.
LOGAN
What have you got?
29.
NEWTON
No ID, no labels in his clothes; he's
still a mystery guest.
LOGAN
He had to have a press pass and
documents to get on board.
STONE
Unless he wasn't a member of the press.
LOGAN
Spill it.
Stone bends over the Killer and lifts his hands.
STONE
Fresh manicure. You know any
terrorists or soldiers who get
manicures?
LOGAN
Hey: Don't ask, don't tell.
STONE
I think he came as an attache to one
of the dignitaries...
Logan laughs and shakes his head.
That opens a can of worms.
LOGAN
I'll let you tell that theory to the
Admiral. Sounds like trouble to me.
Logan and Stone leave the machinery room.
INT. PASSAGEWAY -- DAY
Logan and Stone head to the upper decks to report to Admiral
Ferguson. When they pass Paul Prescott and his Cameraman,
Logan barks an order.
LOGAN
Against the wall! Now!
Prescott and the Cameraman IMMEDIATELY put their backs against
the wall, dropping whatever they were doing.
After they pass Prescott, Logan introduces himself.
LOGAN
Mike Logan.
30.
STONE
Tom Stone.
LOGAN
You know your way out of this maze?
STONE
No, sir. I'm just a pilot. You'd
have to talk to a Fireman or a Medic.
They're the only ones who actually
know the whole ship. The rest of us
just stick to our own little section.
INT. FLIGHT DECK -- DAY
Gilbert brings Logan and Stone to Admiral Ferguson. Salutes.
LOGAN
Sir, how are my injured men?
FERGUSON
Stable. They've got the same doctors
as the President.
(beat)
The President would like to thank you
personally, but he's busy trying to
keep this thing from becoming a major
furball.
(beat)
Declined anesthetics when they pulled
the bullet out, so that he'd have a
clear head. He's got those Dignitaries
in the sick bay trying to keep this
peace treaty incident from becoming a
full scale war.
(beat)
What can you tell me about this killer?
LOGAN
No ID card, no press pass. Tell him
your theory Stone.
STONE
I think the Killer may have been a
member of the dignitary's...
Gilbert cuts him off, yelling at Admiral Ferguson.
GILBERT
Sir! AWACs has picked up a squadron
of fighter planes heading towards
Jordan! Looks like an attack!
31.
INT. COMBAT DIRECTION CENTER -- DAY
The "war room" where information from the Air Traffic Control
Center next door, as well radar and intelligence information
is formulated into combat strategy.
Admiral Ferguson, Gilbert, Logan and Stone watch one of the
display screens, where radar shows a squadron in flight.
FERGUSON
What's their time to target?
GILBERT
Minutes. No time to intercept.
(beat)
Jordan is readying their air force.
Ferguson turns to Stone and Logan.
FERGUSON
Gentlemen, we're in the middle of a
war zone.
GILBERT
Should we evacuate the President,
sir?
FERGUSON
He's safer on the Carrier than on a
chopper in the middle of an air war.
(beat)
Keep all of the VIPs onboard, too.
We don't want any accidents...
GILBERT
Sir, the President of Iran insists on
leaving. He's on the flight deck...
Ferguson looks at the radar image: Egyptian planes flying
towards Jordan... Saudi planes taking off from Riyhad...
A full scale war on the horizon.
FERGUSON
They'll be flying right into that.
Ferguson bolts out of the CDC, Gilbert trying to catch up.
EXT. FLIGHT DECK -- DAY
The PRESIDENT OF IRAN and his entourage are boarding a Lynx
Mk3 transport helicopter when Ferguson catches up with him.
32.
FERGUSON
Sir, I'm asking all the dignitaries
to stay on board. There's a full
scale air war out there.
An ATTACHE holds Ferguson back as the President boards.
ATTACHE
Our country may come under attack.
The President must be with his people.
The Attache hops into the chopper and it takes off.
Ferguson and Gilbert cover their eyes from the prop wash.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The President of Iran's Mk3 helicopter zooms back to Iran.
Right into the air war!
Dozens of fighter planes fly towards each other, ready to
mix it up. Camouflage F-16s zooms at green Tornado Mk-1s.
The Iranian helicopter tries to fly around them, but...
A black MiG-27 fighter zooms out of the clouds behind the
Camouflage F-16s and roars at the helicopter.
INT. MIG COCKPIT -- DAY
COLONEL MAHED FARQUA, dressed entirely in black, targets the
Mk3 helicopter, fires a pair of AIM-9 sidewinders.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The missiles roar away from the MiG.
The helicopter tries to out run and evade the missiles.
Turning left, then right.
The missiles match the moves.
Heat seekers.
Closer.
Closer.
Closer.
No escape!
BLAAAAAAAM! The helicopter explodes.
The black MiG-27 disappears into the clouds.
INT. COMBAT DIRECTION CENTER -- DAY
The radar image of the Iranian helicopter disappears.
33.
Ferguson grabs the red phone, dials.
FERGUSON
Give me the President.
INT. SICKBAY -- DAY
The President, IV drip in his arm, listens to Ferguson's
report. Dignitaries crowd the room, fighting for peace.
FERGUSON (V.O.)
Sir, the President of Iran's helicopter
was just shot down. Probably by the
Egyptians. We have a full scale air
war out there. Dozens of planes.
PRESIDENT
Admiral, let's see if we can head
this thing off at the pass...
INT. COMBAT DIRECTION CENTER -- DAY
FERGUSON
Right, sir.
Ferguson hangs up.
FERGUSON
The President is trying to patch this
thing with diplomacy. Thinks he can
slick talk them into grounding their
planes until this gets sorted out.
(to Stone and Logan)
Gentlemen, your C.O.s are going to be
looking for you. Looks like you're
going to see some action.
Logan and Stone salute and leave the CDC.
FERGUSON
Who'd want to blast the President of
Iran out of the sky?
GILBERT
Iraq?
EXT. FLIGHT DECK -- DAY
Prescott uses his cell phone for a voice remote, while the
Cameraman smokes a cigarette.
PRESCOTT
On the horizon, only a few miles away
from us, the sky is black with planes..
34.
INT. GNN NEWS REPORT -- DAY
A photo of Prescott is supered over a map of the region.
PRESCOTT (V.O.)
...as a full scale air war breaks out
in the Middle East...
INT. READY ROOM -- DAY
Elster briefs the PILOTS and RIOS.
ELSTER
We've already got at least two
countries flying against each other.
Barton and Stone sit near each other, but not together.
ELSTER
So we're faced with the most difficult
of assignments: preventing this from
turning into full scale war.
(points to map)
Enforce the No Fly Zone. Try to keep
each country's squadrons separate.
KRAZY KAT
Sir, what if this thing's a big hairy
furball by the time we get there?
ELSTER
Remember: Fire only if fired upon.
Our job is to maintain peace, here.
That's not going to be easy, but I
think we can handle it. Let's go.
Pilots and RIOs get ready for action.
INT. PILOT'S LOCKER ROOM -- DAY
Overly handsome pilot BILL "HOLLYWOOD" JONES notices Barton.
HOLLYWOOD
Who's the nugget?
BARTON
Judy Barton. "Thrasher" to my friends.
KRAZY KAT
Hope you took your Dramamine. The
Stone-Man's a flying fool. Loop the
loops, rolls, all kinds of stunts.
Wanted to run away and join the flying
circus, but we talked him out of it.
35.
Krazy Kat Kovac tries to get a smile out of Stone, hugs him.
Stone goes ballistic, pushes him away. Keeps pushing until
he gets Krazy Kat up against the locker, an arm at his throat.
STONE
Quit the fucking gags, Kovac. I don't
see "Joker" on your helmet.
KRAZY KAT
Just trying to keep things light,
man. Help you get your grove back.
Stone regains control, takes a step back.
STONE
I don't appreciate it.
KRAZY KAT
You don't seem to appreciate anything
anymore.
Stone gets ready to slug him, but Barton pulls him back.
Stone shakes her off and storms out.
INT. PASSAGEWAY -- DAY
Barton tries to catch up with Stone.
BARTON
Stone. Stone.
He doesn't even slow down.
INT. FLIGHT DECK CONTROL -- DAY
CREW MEMBERS move model airplanes with tail ID numbers across
a replica of the flight deck and hangar bay.
Model planes are moved with precision and dexterity, an echo
of the way the planes are being taxied and moved on deck.
A model of Stone's F-14 is moved from the Hanger Bay to
Elevator #2, and a color-coded metal nut is placed on the
model to note that it is preparing to take off.
INT. HANGER BAY -- DAY
Barton and Stone give their F-14 Tomcat a pre-flight
inspection, a brown shirted CREW CHIEF notes any problems.
Stone checks EVERYTHING... paranoid about flying.
CHIEF
You want to kick the tires?
36.
STONE
No.
Stone checks the nose gear, then gives the Crew Chief a nod.
STONE
I'll sign.
Stone signs off for the plane.
CHIEF
It's all yours.
OTHER PILOTS AND RIOS punch fists together before entering
their planes. Stone doesn't punch Barton's fist. She feels
like a third wheel... Stone, MacKenna's Ghost, Judy Barton.
BARTON
We've kicked the tires, let's light
the fires.
No response from Stone, so Barton climbs the ladder.
Stone takes a deep breath, and follows.
EXT. USS STOWERS AIRCRAFT CARRIER -- DAY
A jet roars off the bow of the carrier, taking flight.
The elevator brings the F-14 up to the flight deck.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
The photo of Stone & MacKenna on Stone's flight clip board.
Behind Stone, Barton goes through take-off check list.
BARTON
Wings spread and locked. Flaps and
slats in take off position.
Stone communicates with Flight Deck Control.
FD CONTROL (V.O.)
Tomcat seven one seven you're up next.
Cat number one.
STONE
Tomcat seven one seven, cat number
one, copy that.
EXT. FLIGHT DECK -- DAY
A Yellow Shirted TAXI DIRECTOR waves Stone and Barton's F-14
Tomcat into position at Catapult #1.
37.
The jet blast deflector raises behind the plane, and a Green
Shirted CAT CREW member connects the nose gear to the shuttle
with a shear bolt.
The Yellow Shirted SHOOTER signals Stone to go full throttle.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
Stone goes full throttle. Every step brings him closer to
what he fears most... another cold shot.
STONE
Full throttle.
EXT. FLIGHT DECK -- DAY
The Shooter raises his left hand, palm out, five fingers up.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
STONE
Afterburners.
EXT. FLIGHT DECK -- DAY
The Shooter salutes Stone, then touches two fingers to the
deck... the launch signal.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
Stone salutes, and prepares for launch. The moment of truth.
Glances down at the photo of Hank.
EXT. FLIGHT DECK -- DAY
The catapult BLASTS the F-14 down the flight deck towards
the bow of the ship... But something is wrong.
BARTON
Stone... Adjust the flaps. Stone?
Stone snaps out of it and makes the adjustment.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The F-14 stabilizes, and zooms away from the Carrier.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
Stone relaxes, still alive.
38.
INT. FLIGHT DECK CONTROL -- DAY
The Model Plane with Stone & Barton's tail number is moved
off the ship, onto the playing field.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
Four F-14s flying in the "Fluid four" formation.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
Stone radios Ferguson.
STONE
Base, this is Blue Leader. Our target
is still BVR, requesting bogey dope.
INT. COMBAT DIRECTION CENTER -- DAY
Ferguson studies the latest CIS Satellite photo.
FERGUSON
Blue Leader, this is base. Target
heading is one zero niner at eight.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
STONE
Copy that, base.
Stone talks to Barton.
STONE
Anything on the box?
BARTON
Got 'em. Radar contact at one zero
niner at angels thirty. A dozen
planes... Not getting any IFF readings.
STONE
Copy that. Keep playing with your
dolly. This could get hairy.
Barton nods and goes back to the "Dolly", a data-link to the
CDC which receives targeting information.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The planes fly.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
Stone communicates with the other pilots.
39.
STONE
Blue Squadron this is Blue Leader.
Time To Target: just over two minutes.
(beat)
Blue Three is eyeball. Hollywood,
try not to fall asleep this time.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
Hollywood's F-14 zooms into position.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
HOLLYWOOD
(laughs)
Copy that Blue Leader.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
BARTON
Krazy Kat's your wingman, he should
be eyeball...
STONE
(ignores her)
Blue four is shooter. Remember, we're
trying to stop a war, Gremlin, not
start one.
GREMLIN (V.O.)
Blue Four copies. We come in peace.
STONE
Blue Two is shooter number two.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
Krazy Kat is unhappy with his assignment.
KRAZY KAT
Blue Two copies.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
Barton gets a blip on her screen.
BARTON
We've got Bandits at four o'clock
medium. A dozen cammy planes, Egyptian
markings, flying West...
STONE
Egypt's to our east..
40.
BARTON
Flying West...
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The Camouflage F-16 fighter planes roar past.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
Hollywood sights the planes.
HOLLYWOOD
Tally ho, twelve bandits, four O'clock.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The Camouflage planes are flying towards...
TEN JORDANIAN MIRAGE 3 FIGHTER PLANES!
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
Barton nodes another group of blips on her radar screen,
looks up to see...
BARTON
Tally ho! Second target. Ten Mirage
3s at ten o'clock, closing fast!
STONE
Base, this is Blue Leader. We're
right in the middle of a luffberry.
A pair of gorillas. Please advise.
But Stone doesn't have time to wait for an answer, he pulls
up, just as the Mirages meet the Camouflage jets.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The Mirages and the Camouflage jets mix it up.
EXT. USS STOWERS AIRCRAFT CARRIER -- DAY
The city on the sea, war on the horizon.
INT. COMBAT DIRECTION CENTER -- DAY
Ferguson watches the big board's blip-display of the air
battle, when Gilbert hangs up the red phone, turns to him.
GILBERT
Sir.
(MORE)
41.
GILBERT (CONT'D)
The Egyptian delegate has assured the
President that they have no planes in
the air. They have not, repeat NOT
retaliated in any way....
Ferguson grabs the microphone.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The F-14s fly over...
The clash of Mirages and Camouflage F-16 fighter planes.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
FERGUSON (V.O.)
Blue Leader, this is base. Confirm
markings on Target One aircraft.
STONE
Egyptian markings... But we're getting
no IFF signal, sir.
BARTON
It's like they strangled their parrot.
They've shut off their transponders
so we can't tell who they are.
FERGUSON (V.O.)
Copy that, Blue Leader.
(beat)
Egypt says those are NOT, I repeat
NOT their planes. Some sort of spoof.
Pull back until we get this whole
thing sorted out.
STONE
Copy that, Base.
(beat)
Hear that Blue Team? Do not engage...
Bugout and head back to base.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
Two of the F-14s flying next to each other.
KRAZY KAT (V.O.)
Blue Two bugging out.
HOLLYWOOD (V.O.)
Blue Three bugging back to base.
42.
GREMLIN (V.O.)
Blue Four copies.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
One of the Camouflage planes zips past a Mirage and pulls
out of the skirmish, flying away.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
BARTON
Stone, I've got a straggler Cammy,
just broke left and is flying east at
one twenty, angels forty five.
Stone spots the straggler.
STONE
Tally ho.
(on radio)
Base, I'm shadowing one of the Bandits.
Going over the fence. Breaking radio
contact.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The Camouflage plane zooms through the clouds...
The F-14 zooms through the clouds behind it. Following.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
STONE
We still naked?
BARTON
No indication he knows we're here.
No spikes, no squawks.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The Camouflage Fighter changes course.
The F-14 follows, maintaining cloud cover.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
BARTON
Heading south at one fifty, angels
forty five.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The Camouflage F-16 changes course once again.
43.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
BARTON
He's changed course again. Heading
west at ninety six...
STONE
Where the hell's he going?
BARTON
Do you think he's lost?
STONE
He acts like a man with a plan. Problem
is: We don't know what the plan is.
BARTON
He's flying in circles.
STONE
To make sure no one's following him?
BARTON
Stone. He's heading towards the
carrier group.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The Camouflage Fighter roars through the sky.
The F-14 Tomcat zooms through the clouds behind it.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
Stone radios base.
STONE
Paddles this is seven zero seven,
Blue Leader, headed back to home plate.
LSO (V.O.)
We'll clear a place for you.
STONE
I have an unwanted guest preceeding
me, you might want to hide the silver
and break out the guns.
LSO (V.O.)
Copy that.
44.
EXT. USS STOWERS AIRCRAFT CARRIER -- DAY
The Aircraft Carrier in the shimmering ocean, surrounded by
two cruisers, four fast frigates, a three ship Marine
Amphibious Ready Group (ARG), and an oiler/tender.
INT. COMBAT DIRECTION CENTER -- DAY
Ferguson turns to Gilbert
FERGUSON
Sound General Quarters.
GILBERT
Aye, Admiral. Sound General Quarters.
INT. READY ROOM -- DAY
The General Quarters Alarm sounds, and people start moving.
INT. PASSAGEWAY -- DAY
Sailors run down the passageways, grabbing helmets, getting
ready for action. The speakers onboard ship announce:
SPEAKER (V.O.)
General Quarters, General Quarters.
Man your battle stations.
EXT. GUN TURRET -- DAY
A helmeted GUN CREW man one of the 4 Phalanx 20mm Gatling
Guns on a turret just below the flight deck.
SPEAKER (V.O.)
Time minus two minutes.
INT. COMBAT DIRECTION CENTER -- DAY
Gilbert turns to Ferguson.
GILBERT
All stations are manned and ready.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The Cammy jet zooms at top speed towards the carrier group.
INT. COMBAT DIRECTION CENTER -- DAY
Gilbert looks up from the radar.
GILBERT
Twenty miles and closing fast.
45.
Elster gets on the radio.
ELSTER
Stone?
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The F-14 Tomcat zooms through the clouds at top speed.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
STONE
In pursuit. Bandit is still BVR.
BARTON
Got him on FLIR. Five miles at our
12 O'clock. Moving fast.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The Camouflage F-16 jet zooms closer to the Carrier Group.
INT. COMBAT DIRECTION CENTER -- DAY
GILBERT
Fifteen miles and closing.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The F-14 zooms in pursuit of the Camouflage jet.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
Barton watches her monitors.
BARTON
He's still five miles ahead of us.
Won't this thing go any faster?
Stone puts the pedal to the metal.
Then he notices the fuel gauge... Not looking good.
STONE
We're almost out of playtime.
BARTON
Can't bingo if this guy blasts the
ship.
STONE
I hear you.
46.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The F-14 Tomcat ROARS past at high speed.
INT. COMBAT DIRECTION CENTER -- DAY
Gilbert looks up from the radar, bad news on the doorstep.
GILBERT
Thirteen miles and closing. Twelve.
Eleven...
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The Camouflage jet zooms even closer to the Carrier Group.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
Stone keeps one eye his fuel pressure and the other on his
HUD screen air speed indicator and target closure rate.
BARTON
Three miles... Two... Stone?
Stone seems like he's daydreaming. Looking at the photo.
BARTON
Stone? You see him yet?
Snaps out of it and looks through the HUD display.
STONE
Still no joy.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The Cammy zooms past.... Followed by the F-14 a moment later.
INT. COMBAT DIRECTION CENTER -- DAY
GILBERT
Seven... Six... Five...
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The Camouflage jet zooms closer to the Carrier.
EXT. FLIGHT DECK -- DAY
Paul Prescott and his Cameraman stand on the deck looking
out over the ocean, having a smoke. Prescott hears something.
PRESCOTT
You hear that?
47.
Looks up in the sky, shading his eyes.
PRESCOTT
It's a plane coming in.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The Camouflage jet zooms past....
Followed by the F-14 a moment later.
The F-14 is gaining fast.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
Stone sees the target closure rate decreasing rapidly, then
spots the Cammy jet through the canopy.
STONE
Tally ho! I'm engaged!
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The F-14 zooms after the F-16, getting closer to the Carrier.
INT. COMBAT DIRECTION CENTER -- DAY
GILBERT
Less than a mile away... Fire SAMs?
Ferguson moves from the radar to the WINDOW!
FERGUSON
Might hit our plane. Elster? Is
this air cowboy any good?
ELSTER
Used to be the best.
FERGUSON
If he can't splash that bandit in the
next two minutes, I'm filling the sky
with SAMs. Both planes are gonna get
blown to hell.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The F-14 Tomcat and the Camouflage F-16 mix it up.
The Cammy using evasive moves to shake the F-14.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
Stone zooms right, then left, trying to line up the Camouflage
fighter plane on his targeting screen.
Can't seem to get the plane lined up. Getting frustrated.
48.
STONE
Can't get tone.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The Cammy continues evading Stone's F-14 in an amazing display
of Air Combat Maneuvering.
EXT. FLIGHT DECK -- DAY
Prescott watches the two planes.
PRESCOTT
They're fighting... getting closer.
Look! Too bad the camera's broken...
This is headline news!
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The F-14 Tomcat chases the Cammy, unable to get any advantage.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
Stone works the stick, trying to get the Camouflage F-16
centered on his targeting screen.
STONE
Can't get him to line up.
BARTON
Come on, Stone. You're better trained
than he is... You can do it.
Stone suddenly calms, almost zen-like. He glides the plane
right, then a little left... Lining up the Camouflage F-16.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The Tomcat moves in right behind the F-16... holds position.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
The target circle goes from green to red, and he gets tone.
STONE
Good tone. Good bye.
He squeezes the trigger, firing a missile.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The missile fires from Stone's F-14, zooming at the Cammy.
49.
INT. CAMOUFLAGE F-16 -- DAY
The PILOT's radar warning lights and sirens are going off.
He quickly fires a pair of missiles. They go wild.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
Stone's missile hits the Cammy F-16... BLASTING IT TO PIECES!
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
STONE
Splash one straggler.
INT. COMBAT DIRECTION CENTER -- DAY
Ferguson looks down at his watch.
FERGUSON
Twelve seconds to spare.
GILBERT
Sir? The Bandit had time to fire two
missiles. Wild shots, but radar says
they're correcting course...
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The two sidewinders change direction, turning over 90 degrees.
EXT. FLIGHT DECK -- DAY
Prescott sees the missiles zooming at the Carrier.
PRESCOTT
They're coming right at us.
EXT. GUN TURRET -- DAY
The GUN CREW uses laser targeting to aim the big 20mm Phalanx
Gatling Guns at the incoming missiles. With it's six barrel,
the guns can fire more than 4,500 shells a minute.
GUN CREW
Target acquired. Fire!
The guns blast away at the first incoming missile.
The stream of shells miss!
The missile gets closer.
Closer.
Closer!
50.
The Gun Crew adjusts aim, fires again.
Three thousand shells, three quarts of an inch thick, blast
at the incoming sidewinder missile.
Blasting it to pieces!
It explodes, raining debris over the side of the carrier.
INT. COMBAT DIRECTION CENTER -- DAY
GILBERT
Missile number one trashed.
EXT. GUN TURRET -- DAY
The Gun Crew takes aim at the second sidewinder, opens fire.
Shells spray out of the guns in a stream, splashing the
missile and EXPLODING it into a million pieces.
INT. COMBAT DIRECTION CENTER -- DAY
GILBERT
Missile number two trashed.
Cheering from the CDC staff, but not Ferguson and Gilbert.
EXT. FLIGHT DECK -- DAY
The CREW prepares for Stone and Barton's landing.
LSO (V.O.)
Seven zero seven, your charley signal.
Call the ball.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The F-14 Tomcat approaches the Carrier.
The LSO on the platform ready to guide him in.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
STONE
Seven Zero Seven. Hook is down.
Gear is down and locked.
EXT. F-14 TOMCAT -- DAY
Landing gear locks into place.
51.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
STONE
Seven Zero Seven approach, lining up.
BARTON
I've got the ball.
LSO (V.O.)
Deck is clear.
STONE
Seven Zero Seven, ball, one point
three.
LSO (V.O.)
Roger ball. Slightly right.
STONE
Copy that.
LSO (V.O.)
All indicators green. Hold there.
Slightly left. You're in the groove.
EXT. FLIGHT DECK -- DAY
The F-14 Tomcat lands perfectly on the deck, hook grabbing
the two wire and easing to a stop.
INT. HANGER BAY -- DAY
Stone and Barton take off their helmets. Stone walks away,
but Barton catches him, turning him to face her.
BARTON
Is that it?
STONE
Is that what?
BARTON
You're just going to walk away?
STONE
What do you want me to do?
BARTON
When we're in that plane, we're
supposed to be partners, not total
strangers...
52.
STONE
Nothing against you, Barton, you do
good work. But you aren't my partner.
Hank was.
BARTON
Stone...
STONE
We knew each other since Miramar.
Learned to fly together... He trusted
me. He depended on me...
BARTON
Up there, I depend on you.
STONE
Don't.
Stone turn from her, starts walking away.
BARTON
You are the most stone cold person
I've ever met.
STONE
Stone cold. I'll have it painted on
my helmet.
She shakes her head.
BARTON
Hank wasn't the only one who died in
that plane.
Stone waves her off and walks away.
STONE
I don't have time for this.
Stone exits, leaving her alone and angry.
INT. COMBAT DIRECTION CENTER -- DAY
Gilbert hangs up the phone and turns to Admiral Ferguson.
GILBERT
Sir, the plane Stone shot down appears
to be an F-16...
FERGUSON
Ours?
53.
GILBERT
No. One of several sold to Iran fifteen
years ago... Before they began calling us
as the "American Satans".
(beat)
They'd painted on Egyptian markings.
FERGUSON
Why start a war between Egypt and Jordan? Why
shoot down their own President's helicopter?
GILBERT
A coup?
FERGUSON
Get the Pentagon on the horn. I want
everything Intel has on Iran.
GILBERT
Yes, sir.
FERGUSON
Have Intel patch the CIS Spy Satellite
through to the big screen.
GILBERT
Yes, sir.
FERGUSON
And I want the 24th MEU SOC up and
ready for an amphibious invasion.
INT. PASSAGEWAY -- DAY
A group of MARINES runs down the passageway.
Newton grabs Logan alone the way.
NEWTON
Come on.
LOGAN
Where we going?
NEWTON
Taking our ARG and hitting the beach.
Briefing at fourteen hundred hours.
Looks like we're going to war.
Logan's expression changes as he runs.
INT. PILOT'S LOCKER ROOM -- DAY
Barton shoves her gear in the corner cubby, exits with the
other PILOTS, leaving Stone alone.
54.
CAG Elster enters.
ELSTER
What's this about, Stone? I'm supposed
to be up in the CDC.
STONE
I want to be grounded, sir.
ELSTER
Had a snafu with take off, but your
flying was top drawer. Perfect two
wire landing.
STONE
I shouldn't be back in the saddle,
I'm just not ready.
ELSTER
Stone, I don't know anybody else on
this ship who could have shot down
that missile.
Stone's emotions bubble just under the surface, threatening
to explode. He struggles to keep his cool.
STONE
Just take me out of the line up, sir.
ELSTER
What's the problem?
STONE
Confidence, sir.
ELSTER
You're cat shy.
STONE
More than that. I'm just going through
the motions. Flying used to be
instinct. But now I keep blanking
out, forgetting what to do. Fumbling
at the stick...
ELSTER
That's why you have a RIO.
STONE
I don't want her help. I'm going to
screw up and get that girl killed.
ELSTER
Stone...
55.
STONE
(loses control)
I'm riding the fucking edge. I don't
know what I'm doing any more. There's
no spark. Like I'm dead inside.
ELSTER
See the Chaplin, get drunk, I don't
care how you deal with it, but DEAL
WITH IT. If you're riding the edge
you can go either way.
STONE
I'm going to bottom out...
ELSTER
I'm not taking you out of the game.
STONE
If you're going to force me to fly,
put me in a Hornet. I'll go solo.
ELSTER
We're all team players.
STONE
And I'm bringing the team down.
ELSTER
The only way to do that is to quit.
Everyone onboard is pulling for you.
STONE
Except Kovac. He's driving me up the
wall with those stupid gags.
ELSTER
Since Hank's accident, you've been a
ball of stress. You walk into a room:
instant tension. Kovac's just trying
to help.
STONE
It's not working.
ELSTER
Is that Kovac's fault or yours?
Puts a hand on Stone's shoulder.
ELSTER
We all hit lows, Stone. We all fail.
But you've got to keep going, even if
you're just going through the motions.
56.
STONE
Even if I screw up again?
ELSTER
Make one mistake, two mistakes, ten
mistakes. Eventually you get back on
track. You get your confidence back.
If you quit, you'll never get it back.
Elster pats him on the shoulder.
ELSTER
We need you, Stone. It's okay for
you to need us.
INT. COMBAT DIRECTION CENTER -- DAY
Gilbert enters with a box of flash documents from Intel.
GILBERT
Everything Intel has on Iran.
FERGUSON
Find it.
GILBERT
Find what?
FERGUSON
You'll know when it you see it.
Gilbert begins reading through the huge stack of information.
INT. WAR ROOM - IRAN -- DAY
Zahedi wins his game of chess against the computer, as Uribe
and COLONEL MAHED FARQUA approach.
URIBE
Sir? They shot down our scout plane.
ZAHEDI
The President and heads of state are
still on the carrier?
FARQUA
Our Supreme Leader decided to leave...
I shot him down myself.
Farqua's eyes match his black flight suit. A knife scar
runs across the left side of his face. Confident, aggressive,
he's the best pilot in the Iranian Air Force.
57.
ZAHEDI
Excellent. Let's begin phase four.
FARQUA
The Black Squadron awaits your command.
ZAHEDI
Sink the carrier.
EXT. AIR FIELD - IRAN -- DAY
Colonel Farqua puts on his black helmet as he crosses to his
black MiG-27. He climbs into the cockpit. Before lowering
the canopy, gives a thumbs up to the other PILOTS...
The air field is FILLED with black MiG-27s and black F-16s!
Thirty planes piloted by the top men in Iran's Air Force.
THE BLACK SQUADRON takes off. Roaring into the sky.
INT. COMBAT DIRECTION CENTER -- DAY
Admiral Ferguson hangs up the phone and turns to Gilbert.
FERGUSON
The President has negotiated a truce.
Everyone is recalling their planes...
AIR RAID SIRENS SOUND!
Gilbert drops a file and moves to the radar console.
GILBERT
Sir, incoming aircraft on the horizon.
Looks like an entire squadron.
Ferguson studies the spy satellite image on the big screen,
grabs Elster.
FERGUSON
CAG...
ELSTER
Yes, sir.
FERGUSON
Time to circle the wagons.
(beat)
Brief your pilots and RIOs on Iran's
airforce. Everything you know and
everything you think you know.
ELSTER
Yes, sir.
58.
Elster exits the CDC.
GILBERT
Sir... We have the President and a
dozen world leaders on board.
FERGUSON
We'd better make sure none of these
donkey lovers makes it through...
INT. READY ROOM -- DAY
Elster briefs the pilots and RIOs, including Krazy Kat, Stone,
and Barton. A chalkboard shows the carrier group.
ELSTER
...the perimeter is here. We can't
let any of their planes break through.
(draws on his pipe)
They'll be flying MiG 27s they bought
at a Soviet "Going Out Of Business"
sale or F-16s they bought from us...
KRAZY KAT
From us?
ELSTER
That's right, Kovac. We'll probably
be flying against our own planes. Up
until 1979 they were our allies. We
sold them surplus equipment.
HOLLYWOOD
Equipment is useless without training.
ELSTER
We gave some of these guys Top Gun
training. Twenty years ago I flew
with an Iranian named Farqua who could
run circles around the Instructors.
So don't underestimate their abilities.
Elster goes back to the chalk board.
ELSTER
This is an Alpha Strike. An entire
squadron. Most of their air force.
(puffs his pipe)
Not a single plane gets through the
perimeter to attack this ship. We're
protecting the President, here.
(smiles)
Let's go get 'em.
59.
INT. PASSAGEWAY -- DAY
Pilots and RIOs jog down the passage, ready for action.
Krazy Kat Kovac catches up with Stone.
KRAZY KAT
Stone.
Starts to touch his shoulder to turn around, but steps back
when he sees Stone's expression.
KRAZY KAT
You want to punch me? Go ahead. One
free shot, no repercussions.
STONE
Kovac, just leave me alone.
KRAZY KAT
I'm your wingman. We're supposed to
be a team up there.
Stone turns to walk away, but Kovac grabs him.
Forces him to listen to what he has to say.
KRAZY KAT
Look, you're hurting. We're all
hurting. We all loved Hank. You
don't have to be alone in this...
STONE
You weren't in that plane. It was me
and Hank. Now it's just me.
KRAZY KAT
I'm trying to help you, here.
STONE
I don't need your help.
KRAZY KAT
If you ever want it, I'm here.
Krazy Kat holds out his fist. Stone almost punches it.
Lowers his hand and walks away.
INT. FLIGHT DECK CONTROL -- DAY
The model of Stone's F-14 is moved from the Hanger Bay to
Elevator #2, and a color-coded metal nut is placed on the
model to note that it is preparing to take off.
60.
INT. HANGER BAY -- DAY
Barton and Stone give their F-14 Tomcat a pre-flight
inspection, a brown shirted CREW CHIEF notes any problems.
Stone still paranoid about flying.
CHIEF
You want to kick the tires?
STONE
I'll sign.
Stone signs off for the plane in the big 3 ring binder.
CHIEF
All yours, Stone.
OTHER PILOTS AND RIOS punch fists together before entering
their planes. Stone doesn't punch Barton's fist.
BARTON
Stone...
STONE
Let's go.
Barton nods and climbs the ladder. Stone follows.
EXT. USS STOWERS AIRCRAFT CARRIER -- DAY
The elevator brings the F-14 up to the flight deck.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
FD CONTROL (V.O.)
Tomcat seven one seven you're up next.
Cat number one.
STONE
Tomcat seven one seven, cat number
one, copy that.
EXT. FLIGHT DECK -- DAY
The Shooter raises his left hand, palm out, five fingers up.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
STONE
Afterburners.
EXT. FLIGHT DECK -- DAY
Shooter touches two fingers to the deck... the launch signal.
61.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
Stone salutes, prepares for the launch...
Breathing hard.
Looking at the photo.
Thinking about Hank's death.
EXT. FLIGHT DECK -- DAY
The catapult BLASTS the F-14 down the flight deck...
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The F-14 Tomcat spirals away from the Carrier.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
Stone relaxes, still alive.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
Thirty F-14 Tomcats and F-18 Hornets create a ring around
the Carrier Group. Like wagons circled against the Indians.
EXT. FLIGHT DECK -- DAY
Prescott watches the planes circling the carrier, does a
remote with his flip phone.
PRESCOTT
An amazing sight, as thirty war birds
circle the carrier, protecting the
President from intruders....
INT. COMBAT DIRECTION CENTER -- DAY
RADAR OPS hunched over consoles give tactical information to
pilots under the supervision of Admiral Ferguson & CAG Elster.
RADAR (V.O.)
Blue Leader, Blue Leader.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
STONE
Blue Leader, I copy.
RADAR (V.O.)
Blue Leader, you have two dozen bogies,
three O'clock, thirty miles out.
BARTON
Zero nine zero radar contact is thirty
miles doing six hundred knots.
62.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The F-14s continue circling the Carrier Group.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
STONE
No one breaks through the perimeter.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
Krazy Kat and his RIO fly in formation.
KRAZY KAT
Blue Two copies that.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The Tomcats continue circling the Carrier Group.
On the horizon: A swarm of angry MiGs blot the sun.
INT. MIG COCKPIT -- DAY
Colonel Farqua whispers orders to his pilots in Farsi.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
STONE
Tally ho, at least twenty MiGs.
Contact eight four zero, angels thirty.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
As the Black Squadron approaches, F-14s peel out to do battle.
The remaining planes continue to fly in formation, circling
the Carrier Group, protecting it against attack.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
Krazy Kat and his Rio spot a pair of black MiG-27s.
KRAZY KAT
I'll take two, they're small.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
Krazy Kat's F-14 Tomcat peels away to battle the MiGs.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
STONE
Wood, Panther, take the next four.
63.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
HOLLYWOOD (V.O.)
Blue three engaging.
An F-14 peels away to battle a pair of black F-16s.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
STONE
Hound Dog, Gremlin, the next four.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
HOUND DOG (V.O.)
Blue seven copies that.
Another F-14 peels away, diving after a pair of MiGs.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
Stone and Barton target a MiG, and get ready to rumble.
STONE
Blue Leader. I'm engaged.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The F-14 zooms after one of the Black MiGs.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
Stone lines up his targeting circle on the MiG and it goes
from green to red. He gets a targeting tone.
STONE
I have tone. I have tone.
Stone hits the firing trigger.
STONE
Fox one, cleared hot.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The missile fires from the F-14... BLASTS the MiG to pieces.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
STONE
Splash one MiG. Whose next, Barton?
64.
INT. COMBAT DIRECTION CENTER -- DAY
Ferguson stands over a Radar Ops shoulder, listening to the
flash on the radio, ready to offer guidance.
KRAZY KAT (V.O.)
Blue Two engaged.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
Krazy Kat's F-14 is surrounded by MiGs...
Four of them!
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
KRAZY KAT
Jeeze! I said TWO!
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
Krazy Kat's F-14 battles the four black MiGs.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
BARTON
We've got one right on our tail!
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
A black MiG chases Stone and Barton's F-14.
INT. MIG COCKPIT -- DAY
The MIG PILOT watches his HUD, positioning himself right
behind Stone's F-14. His target indicator gives tone.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
Barton's RWR indicator lights up.
BARTON
He's got a lock on us! Break right!
Break right!
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The Black MiG fires a missile at the F-14.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
Stone turns the stick, breaking right.
65.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
Stone's F-14 breaks right, and the missile zips past.
Close.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
BARTON
He's painting us! He's gonna fire....
STONE
Hold on. I'm hitting the brakes.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The F-14 lowers and slows abruptly.
The MiG shoots past.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
Stone's targeting display shows the MiG right in front of
them. He jockeys around until he lines up the MiG.
The target circle goes from green to red, Stone gets tone.
STONE
I've got tone. Fox two cleared hot.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
A missile rockets from the F-14, blasting the MiG to pieces.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
STONE
Another one bites the dust.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
On the perimeter of the circling F-14s, a dozen dog fights
have sprung up. Tomcats, MiG-27s, and F-16s trading missiles.
Explosions as some planes (either side) are BLASTED TO BITS!
Five black MiGs roar out of the clouds towards a gap in the
circling F-14 Tomcats.
HOUND DOG (V.O.)
I've got five MiGs dead ahead, closure
at eight hundred miles an hour...
Five MiGs zip BETWEEN two circling F-14s, almost hitting
them. The jet wash torches paint off the front of Blue Seven.
66.
HOUND DOG (V.O.)
They're headed towards the Carrier
Group... Blue seven is giving chase!
INT. MIG COCKPIT -- DAY
Colonel Farqua leads the four black MiG-27s to the carrier.
INT. COMBAT DIRECTION CENTER -- DAY
Elster turns from a radar console.
ELSTER
Five MiGs have broken the perimeter.
FERGUSON
Range?
ELSTER
Four miles at six hundred knots.
Ferguson watches the planes approach on the big screen: real
time images from the CIS Eye In The Sky satellite.
FERGUSON
We've got the Fast Frigates as our
second line of defense...
Four Fast Frigates defend four corners of the battle group,
forming a second ring around the carrier.
FERGUSON
...then a pair of cruisers.
A big CG-47 class cruiser on either side of the carrier.
FERGUSON
Impossible for five planes to make it
past all that firepower.
On the big screen: Two F-14s are chasing the five MiG-27s.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
STONE
Blue Leader riding shotgun, Blue Seven.
(to Barton)
Got a fix on them?
BARTON
Zero five zero, angels thirty. Heading
right at the carrier.
67.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
Stone & Barton's F-14 roars behind Blue Seven, chasing the
five black MiG-27 fighter planes... Another F-14 joins them.
GREMLIN (V.O.)
Blue Six joining formation.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
KRAZY KAT
Hell, let's make it a foursome.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
Krazy Kat BLASTS two of the MiGs, roars away from the other
two. Joins Stone, Blue Six and Seven in fluid four formation.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
STONE
Blue two, where are your Bandits?
KRAZY KAT (V.O.)
Splashed two of them, and I think the
other two are right behind me.
BARTON
They're back there. Closing fast.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
Five black MiG-27s roar past.
Followed by four F-14 Tomcats.
Followed by two more black MiG-27s.
All racing to the Carrier Group... and the President of the
United States and the leaders of a dozen other countries.
INT. COMBAT DIRECTION CENTER -- DAY
Gilbert stops reading through the stack of intelligence
reports to watch the drama on the big screen.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
Kovac zig-zags to avoid being spiked by the trailing MiGs.
KRAZY KAT
Stone? What do I do with these guys?
STONE (V.O.)
You invited them.
68.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The five Black Squadron planes reach the Fast Frigates.
EXT. OLIVER PERRY CLASS FRIGATE -- DAY
Four hundred fifty three feet long, over four thousand tons,
the FFG-7 Fast Frigate is the best escort ship on the sea.
The frigate fires a pair of SM-1MR Surface to Air Missiles
(SAMS) at the approaching MiG-27s.
INT. MIG COCKPIT -- DAY
Farqua gets a warning light, pops chaff, and spins out of
the missile's path using amazing aerial manuevers.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The MiG rolls away from the SAM, which explodes in the sky.
INT. SICKBAY -- DAY
The President and Dignitaries hear the EXPLOSIONS.
A sudden hush in the room.
The President grabs the red phone.
PRESIDENT
Ferguson. What's going on up there?
INT. COMBAT DIRECTION CENTER -- DAY
FERGUSON
We're under attack, sir.
PRESIDENT (V.O.)
I'll be up there in a minute.
FERGUSON
Sir, safest place for you is where
you're at...
INT. SICKBAY -- DAY
PRESIDENT
I am the Commander and Chief of this
country. We're at war. I'm in charge.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The last black MiG-27s has trouble evading a SAM.
It hooks left, spins right.
The SAM closing in.
No escape! The SAM hits the MiG and BLOWS IT TO PIECES!
69.
INT. MIG COCKPIT -- DAY
Colonel Farqua turns from the explosion, frowning, zooms at
the frigate. Vengeance will be his.
EXT. OLIVER PERRY CLASS FRIGATE -- DAY
The Frigate begins firing its big 76mm gun at the MiGs.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM!
Ack-Ack puffs fill the sky, but the four MiG-27s fly
gracefully through the cannon fire. These guys are good!
INT. MIG COCKPIT -- DAY
Colonel Farqua gracefully guides his plane around the cannon
fire, shells passing right and left.
HIS TARGETING SCREEN shows the Frigate directly beneath him.
He releases a pair of AS-30 laser guided bombs.
EXT. OLIVER PERRY CLASS FRIGATE -- DAY
The frigate continues firing at the black MiG-27...
Until the bombs hit it and BLOW IT TO PIECES!
INT. COMBAT DIRECTION CENTER -- DAY
The frigate explodes on the big screen satellite image.
FERGUSON
They've sunk one of the frigates.
BLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAM!
Another frigate explodes on the big screen.
ELSTER
Only six planes have broken the
perimeter. We've held the rest out.
One of the MiGs peels out of formation and BLASTS the Oiler.
FERGUSON
Six planes can do a shit load of
damage.
70.
EXT. USS STOWERS AIRCRAFT CARRIER -- DAY
Two frigates sinking, on fire.
The oiler spews a blanket of smoke over the carrier group.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The four F-14s continue to chase the black MiG-27s.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
Stone and Barton race after the enemy aircraft.
BARTON
Radar contact: bogies at zero two
zero, nine thousand feet.
STONE
Tally ho. Four Bandits, twelve o'clock.
Stone looks at the target closure reading on his HUD.
BARTON
They're going to be on top of the
Cruisers before we can catch them.
INT. COMBAT DIRECTION CENTER -- DAY
FERGUSON
The cruisers will stop them.
EXT. TICONDEROGA CLASS CRUISER -- DAY
The most effect air defense ships in the US Navy, outfitted
with the Aegis System which can track hundreds of targets
simultaneously and blast them from the sky with SAMs.
As the MiG-27s approach, the Cruiser locks on and fires eight
SM-2 missiles. A pair at each incoming plane.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The black MiG-27s scramble, popping chaff and firing wing
guns at the missiles. Amazing aerial manuevers.
INT. MIG COCKPIT -- DAY
Colonel Farqua throws his plane into a spin. Missiles
shooting past him on either side. When the missiles correct
course, he fires his wing guns, BLASTING them from the sky.
EXT. TICONDEROGA CLASS CRUISER -- DAY
The cruiser fires another dozen SM-2 missiles at the planes.
71.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
Two of the MiGs are unable to evade the missiles.
BLAAAAM!
BLAAAAM!
They are blasted out of the sky.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
STONE
Splash two more MiGs.
BARTON
Save some fun for us.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The four F-14s roar after the last two MiGs, avoiding the
flying debris from the splashed planes.
INT. MIG COCKPIT -- DAY
Colonel Farqua whispers orders to his last pilot in Farsi.
Then dives at the Cruiser... making a bombing run.
EXT. TICONDEROGA CLASS CRUISER -- DAY
The big Mk 45 radar guided deck gun spins around: targeting
Farqua's MiG. Firing a stream of 54 caliber shells.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
Farqua barrel rolls the plane, flying BETWEEN the shells.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
STONE
Impossible.
EXT. TICONDEROGA CLASS CRUISER -- DAY
As the big gun turret follows Farqua's black MiG, spraying a
stream of shells after it, the second black MiG-27 rolls in
behind it... dropping a pair of AS-30 laser guided bombs.
On the deck of the Cruiser, the CREW sees the bombs coming,
but have nowhere to run. The bombs float down to the ship.
BLOWING IT TO PIECES!
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The two black MiGs roar away from the burning cruiser...
heading towards the Carrier and the President!
72.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
Stone catches up with the two black MiG-27s.
STONE
Blue Leader, engaged.
BARTON
He's breaking! He's breaking!
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
Colonel Farqua's black MiG-27 slices right, spinning the
plane around to face Stone and Barton's Tomcat.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
Stone lines up the MiG on his targeting screen.
STONE
Good tone. Fox one cleared hot.
Stone fires a missile at the MiG.
INT. MIG COCKPIT -- DAY
Colonel Farqua pops chaff, and fires a pair of missiles at
Stone's F-14 Tomcat!
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
Farqua's MiG spins around the sidewinder missile.
Farqua's two missiles head RIGHT AT Stone's F-14!
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
STONE
Hang on!
Stone pops chaff and spins between the missiles.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The missiles rocket past the F-14....
...Change course...
...Roar down at the aircraft carrier!
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
STONE
Did you see that?
Barton looks at her monitors.
73.
BARTON
Targeting the carrier.
STONE
Hang on. We've giving chase.
Stone slices right and chases after the missiles.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
Stone's F-14 chases the missiles to the Carrier.
INT. COMBAT DIRECTION CENTER -- DAY
ELSTER
Incoming. Two missiles at zero nine
seven. Impact in 97 seconds.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The missiles get closer to the Carrier.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
Stone chases the two missiles.
BARTON
Too close for missiles. We miss, we
hit the ship.
STONE
Wing guns hot.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The two missiles closing fast on the carrier.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
BARTON
Bearing zero zero zero. Target's yours.
Stone lines up one of the missiles and opens fire.
EXT. F-14 TOMCAT -- DAY
Vulcan 20mm wing guns blast a stream of hot lead.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The missile is hit and EXPLODES!
But the second missile is still roaring at the carrier.
Closer. Closer. Closer!
74.
The stream of fire changes to intercept the missile.
BLAAAAAAAM!
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
Stone smiles, then pulls up to avoid hitting the carrier.
STONE
Trash two missiles.
ROAR!
A pair of black MiGs zooms past them, making a run at the
aircraft carrier.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
Each of the MiGs fires a pair of missiles.
The missiles seem to home in on the center of the carrier.
INT. COMBAT DIRECTION CENTER -- DAY
ELSTER
Incoming. Four missiles...
Gilbert glances at the big screen, then returns to the stack
of intelligence reports. Reading as war rages outside.
EXT. GUN TURRET -- DAY
The GUN CREW aims at the incoming missiles.
The missile gets closer.
Closer. Closer!
GUN CREW
Target acquired. Fire!
The guns blast away at the first incoming missile.
Blasting it to pieces!
They shift aim to the second missile and fire.
Blasting it out of the sky.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The black MiGs fire more missiles.
No matter where they're aimed, they home in on the carrier.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
STONE
Like they know where the ship is.
BARTON
Frequency guided.
75.
STONE
Keep that thought.
Stone roars after one of the MiGs, chasing him.
STONE
Blue Leader, engaged with MiG two.
KRAZY KAT (V.O.)
Congratulations. You make a nice
couple. I'll take the party crashers.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The F-14s split up, chasing after the MiGs.
EXT. GUN TURRET -- DAY
The GUN CREW blasts away at the incoming missiles.
A half dozen of them!
Then they run out of shells!
GUN CREW
Reload!
The Crew quickly reloads.
Missiles get closer.
Closer.
The get the guns up an running and BLAST a missile out of
the sky only SECONDS before it would have hit the ship.
Shrapnel and flames pepper the gun turret.
INT. COMBAT DIRECTION CENTER -- DAY
Ferguson and Elster watch the big screen.
Gilbert reads reports, watching the screen simultaneously.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
Stone and Barton's F-14 chases the black MiG-27.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
Stone lines up his targeting circle on the MiG and it goes
from green to red. He gets a targeting tone.
STONE
I have tone. I have tone.
Stone hits the trigger.
76.
STONE
Fox one, cleared hot.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The missile hits the black MiG.
EXPLODING IT!
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
BARTON
One down, three to go.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
Krazy Kat chases after the two party crashing MiG-27s.
Blue Seven's F-14 joins him.
HOUND DOG (V.O.)
Blue Two, need a hand?
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
KRAZY KAT
Sure, Seven. You eyeball, I'll shoot.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
Krazy Kat and Hound Dog's planes mix it up with the MiGs.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
Krazy Kat's HUD targeting display locks onto the MiG.
KRAZY KAT
Good tone. Firing.
The missile zooms through the sky, hitting the MiG.
KRAZY KAT
Splash MiG number two.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
Blue Six's F-14 is being chased by a MiG.
GREMLIN (V.O.)
This is Blue Six, we've been spiked!
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
GREMLIN (V.O.)
He's firing! He's fi....
77.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
A MiG fires at Blue Six. The F-14 tries to evade, but the
missile hits dead on and EXPLODES the F-14 to pieces.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
STONE
Blue Two, Blue six has been hit.
Tell me they punched out in time.
KRAZY KAT (V.O.)
No chutes Blue Leader.
Stone and Barton give it a moment, then Farqua's MiG zooms
by on its way to the carrier!
BARTON
Last bandit going in!
Stone takes off after him.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
Stone's F-14 Tomcat chases Farqua's MiG.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
Stone tries to line up the MiG on his targeting screen.
STONE
Can't get him to line up.
INT. MIG COCKPIT -- DAY
Colonel Farqua zooms down to the aircraft carrier.
Gets a warning light. Smiles. Pulls back on the stick.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The black MiG does an amazing loop the loop ending up BEHIND
Stone's Tomcat. He fires his wing guns at the F-14.
EXT. F-14 TOMCAT -- DAY
Bullets splatter the side of Stone's plane.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
STONE
You okay back there?
BARTON
Just having my lunch again.
78.
STONE
Hang on.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
Stone spins the plane around, evading the gun fire by flying
SIDEWAYS between the two streams of gunfire.
INT. MIG COCKPIT -- DAY
FARQUA
He's good. But not good enough.
Farqua fires a pair of missiles at the F-14.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The missiles rocket at Stone's plane.
No escape!
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
STONE
Punching out! Punching out!
BARTON
We're still naked, Stone! He doesn't
have a lock on us!
Stone DOESN'T hit the eject button.
Keeps the plane perfectly sideways.
The missiles roar RIGHT AT THEM!
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The missiles fly RIGHT PAST the F-14, missing by inches.
Heading towards the carrier!
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
STONE
Kovac! Two missiles. Coming your
way. Two seven zero.
KRAZY KAT (V.O.)
I've gone winchester. Used up my
ordnance splashing MiGs.
INT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The two missiles home in on the carrier. Gaining speed.
79.
EXT. GUN TURRET -- DAY
The Gun Crew tries blasting the incoming missiles.
But the guns run dry.
GUN CREW
Dry guns! Reloading!
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
Krazy Kat watches the missiles approach.
They're going to hit the carrier.
KRAZY KAT
Son of a bitch.
Krazy roars the F-14 on an intercept course with the missiles.
INT. COMBAT DIRECTION CENTER -- DAY
FERGUSON
Impact in five seconds. Four. Three.
Gilbert stands straight up: A report in his hands.
GILBERT
Bingo!
EXT. USS STOWERS AIRCRAFT CARRIER -- DAY
The two missiles zoom at the carrier.
Krazy Kat's F-14 slices in front of the missiles.
Shielding the ship.
One of the missiles hits Krazy Kat's F-14 Tomcat.
BLAAAAAAAAAAAAAM!
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
STONE
Kovac!
EXT. USS STOWERS AIRCRAFT CARRIER -- DAY
The other missile hits the carrier.
BLAAAAAAAAAAAAM!
The explosion rips a hole in the side of the carrier.
INT. SICKBAY -- DAY
The President, preparing to leave, is KNOCKED TO THE FLOOR!
Fires break out.
80.
PRESIDENT
We've been hit! Get these fires out!
Dignitaries grab fire extinguishers to quench the flames.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
Stone and Barton fly over the carrier, amazed at the damage.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
Farqua's black MiG spins away from some scattered cannon
fire, goes supersonic, disappears into the clouds.
INT. PASSAGEWAY -- DAY
A FIRE CREW sprays foam over the flames erupting from the
damaged portion of the carrier... controlling it.
INT. COMBAT DIRECTION CENTER -- DAY
Admiral Ferguson moves to his feet, grabs the intercom.
FERGUSON
Damage report.
VOICE (V.O.)
We've taken a hit to mid-port side.
Fires under control. No damage to
the steam turbines. One cat and one
elevator down...
FERGUSON
Casualties?
VOICE (V.O.)
At least a dozen dead, sir. Fifteen
injured men taken to sick bay...
FERGUSON
The President?
VOICE (V.O.)
On his way up, sir.
GILBERT
Admiral? It's worse than we thought.
Gilbert holds up an Intelligence report.
GILBERT
Two years ago Iran bought a truckload
of Chinese anti-ship missiles...
81.
FERGUSON
Silkworms?
GILBERT
No. The new C-805 Shipkillers. Cruise
missiles with a 340 mile range and a
1,000 kiloton warhead. Three times
more powerful than the Silkworm.
(beat)
A direct hit could sink a carrier.
FERGUSON
I want every reckon photo and TARP we
have on that screen. The 24th MEU
SOC is in route. Let's see if we can
find them a target.
Gilbert nods and gets to work.
INT. PILOT'S LOCKER ROOM -- DAY
Stone stops at Krazy Kat's locker. Touches it.
STONE
Forgive me, man. I screwed up.
Looses control and starts pounding his fist into the locker.
Tears streaming, he beats on it until his fists are red.
His legs turn to jello and he slides to the floor.
STONE
You were only trying to help. I didn't
appreciate it. I'm sorry.
He looks at the photo of Hank.
STONE
I'm sorry.
Barton enters, sees Stone on the floor.
Hesitates.
Then goes to him.
Stone reaches out for her, allowing himself to be comforted.
Barton lets him cry, lets him lose control.
BARTON
It's okay.
Stone works through it, gets his composure back.
Pulls away from Barton and sits up against the wall.
STONE
Sorry. That was unprofessional.
82.
BARTON
We all need to reach out sometimes.
Stone reaches his fist out to Barton.
She punches it.
They smile at each other.
A moment.
STONE
You did good up there, Barton.
BARTON
So did you, boss.
Barton pulls him to his feet, and Stone goes to his locker.
Hank's name still on the empty locker next to his. Stone
scrapes off the label and uses it to stick the photo inside
his locker, turns to Barton.
STONE
Here. You might as well use it.
BARTON
Thanks.
Barton smiles at Stone.
Completely accepted.
A team.
STONE
Let's see what Elster says about your
frequency guided missile theory.
EXT. AIR FIELD - IRAN -- DAY
Colonel Farqua takes off his helmet, heads to the bunker.
INT. WAR ROOM - IRAN -- DAY
Zahedi wins another chess game against his computer when
Colonel Farqua enters.
ZAHEDI
Report?
FARQUA
Twenty nine casualties... One direct
hit on the carrier.
ZAHEDI
So the slaver is active? Excellent.
(to Uribe)
Time to begin phase five...
83.
INT. COMBAT DIRECTION CENTER -- DAY
The President, arm in a sling, listens to Ferguson's report.
FERGUSON
Missiles. Chinese C-805 Shipkillers.
Modeled after Soviet SS-N-22s.
PRESIDENT
Ship killers?
GILBERT
A direct hit will sink us.
FERGUSON
Intel figured they bought 'em to blow
up oil tankers...
GILBERT
Satellite Reckon shows lots of activity
in this area of the Zagros Mountains.
Ferguson points to the Satellite photo on the big screen.
FERGUSON
We believe the missiles are in a bunker
cut into the top of the mountain.
PRESIDENT
How many missiles?
GILBERT
Eight to ten. Intel isn't sure.
PRESIDENT
And it only takes one to sink us.
FERGUSON
It's a big ocean, sir. Even if that
MiG pilot returned with exact co-ords,
all we have to do is move the carrier
five miles in any direction and they
have little chance of hitting us.
PRESIDENT
Little chance?
GILBERT
They can pepper the area with missiles,
but odds are against a direct hit.
PRESIDENT
Odds?
84.
FERGUSON
Mr. President, we are at war.
Unexpected things are to be expected.
PRESIDENT
So what's our plan of action? Move
the ships and air strike the silo?
GILBERT
The 24th MEU SOC is in transit...
Stone and Barton enter, and flag Elster over.
They whisper as Ferguson continues briefing the President.
FERGUSON
We're better off using our planes to
patrol the perimeter, Mr. President.
GILBERT
The C-805s may be laser guided.
FERGUSON
If a scout plane gets close enough to
sparkle the ship, we're back in the
bulls eye.
GILBERT
Using the carrier group as a floating
fortress is the best way to protect
you, Mr. President.
PRESIDENT
What if they send another squadron?
FERGUSON
They don't have another squadron.
GILBERT
They lost thirty planes and scored
one hit on the carrier. Intel reports
they have no more than a half dozen
operational planes left.
FERGUSON
Most of their air force is waiting
for parts or pilots.
GILBERT
That Alpha Strike took out their best
pilots. We only lost a dozen men.
PRESIDENT
So we defend the fortress?
85.
Elster breaks in, Stone and Barton tagging along.
ELSTER
Excuse me, sir, that may not be the
best solution.
PRESIDENT
And why is that?
BARTON
Radio Intercept Officer Barton, sir.
I believe the missiles which hit us
today were frequency guided.
STONE
Every missile they fired made a bee
line for the carrier. The only
explanation for that sort of accuracy
is a homing device on the ship, sir.
PRESIDENT
How would they get it onboard?
STONE
That assassin was loose for twenty
minutes. Running around restricted
sections of the ship. Lots of time
to plant a slaver.
ELSTER
(translating)
Homing device.
Gilbert's face goes white.
GILBERT
Oh, fucking shit.
FERGUSON
Yes, Gilbert?
GILBERT
What if this is part of their plan?
FERGUSON
Explain.
GILBERT
The assassination is just a way to
cover planting the homing device...
STONE
It also starts an air war, which keeps
the President and the others onboard.
86.
GILBERT
The air strike forces us to keep our
planes here to defend the carrier...
STONE
Keeping us in place while they fire
their missiles...
INT. WAR ROOM - IRAN -- DAY
ZAHEDI
All of our enemies on one ship.
Uribe follows Zahedi to the wall sized window over looking
the missile silo... And the ten C-805 Ship Killers.
Forty feet tall, weighing four tons each. Massive. Powerful.
ZAHEDI
Now all we have to do is sink it.
(beat)
Uribe, prepare to launch the missiles.
INT. COMBAT DIRECTION CENTER -- DAY
The President studies the satellite image of the carrier.
PRESIDENT
Don't we have a radar jammer?
FERGUSON
ECM, sir. But if the slaver is on
some wild ass frequency...
ELSTER
What's our plan of action?
PRESIDENT
Let's get offensive. The Marines
take out the missile silo, with air
support from the air wing.
(beat)
Meanwhile, the rest of us turn this
ship upside down trying to find this
homing device.
EXT. TAWARA CLASS AMPHIBIOUS ASSAULT SHIP -- DAY
820 feet long, carrying helicopters, armored vehicles, a
Harrier jet, landing crafts and 1,900 Marines.
Trailed by two other Marine ARG ships, it's a war-to-go.
87.
INT. BRIEFING ROOM -- DAY
CO Rupert Cadell briefs the Marines, including Logan and
Newton. Closed circuit TV beams it to the other ships.
CADELL
We believe the missiles are cut into
a bunker here in the Zagros Mountains.
Cadell points to a detailed topographic map.
CADELL
As you can see, there's heavy SAM
build up in this region, and an
airfield just over the hill.
(points)
Making it impossible to take out the
missile bunker with an air strike.
NEWTON
(sotto)
So they called the Marines.
CADELL
We will be making an amphibious assault
in LCACs and LAV 25 armored vehicles...
(points to map)
Here. Most of their tanks and troops
are at their borders: here, here and
here. So it should be smooth sailing.
We'll have air support from the Carrier
Group, but only if we can take out
the SAMs along the way.
(turns to the Marines)
Once we get to the bunker, we'll take
it out with explosives, SMAWs, or
Javelin Fire & Forget anti-tank guns.
(beat)
We're hitting the beach at 1700 hours.
As the Marines get moving, Logan turns to Newton.
LOGAN
Now you get to find out.
NEWTON
Got any suntan lotion? We're hitting
the beach, and I burn easy.
Logan shakes his head and grabs his M249 SAW 5.56 machinegun.
INT. FLIGHT DECK -- DAY
Stone punches fists with Barton, then ALL of the other pilots.
88.
INT. COMBAT DIRECTION CENTER -- DAY
ELSTER
(hangs up radio)
Blue Squadron is refueled and ready
to provide air support.
FERGUSON
(to Gilbert)
Tell Cadell it's a go.
Admiral Ferguson moves to the monitor displaying the CIS
satellite footage of the amphibious assault.
EXT. PERSIAN GULF -- DAY
The three Marine ships move close to shore.
EXT. TAWARA CLASS AMPHIBIOUS ASSAULT SHIP -- DAY
The docking well begins to fill with water, floating the
eight L-CAC jet powered hovercrafts. Each L-CAC carries two
dozen men and sixty tons of armored vehicles.
Once the well is flooded, L-CACs zoom away at 50 mph.
EXT. BEACH ASSAULT -- DAY
The L-CACs hit the beach at 50 mph, and keep going.
An Iranian FOUR MAN PATROL in a pair of ancient Jeeps block
the L-CACs. One aims a rocket launcher, the others aim rifles.
Ready to capture the L-CAC....
The L-CACs zoom right over them!
INT. ARMORED VEHICLE -- DAY
Logan, in a LAV-25 onboard the L-CAC, rotates the turret of
the 25mm Bushmaster cannon to aim at the Jeeps behind them.
EXT. BEACH ASSAULT -- DAY
The confused Four Man Patrol scrambles out of the Jeeps.
One raises his rocket launcher at the speeding L-CAC...
BLAAAM!
Logan scores a direct hit between the Jeeps.
LOGAN
Bye bye.
The L-CACs continue zooming inland at 50 mph.
89.
EXT. PERSIAN GULF -- DAY
The Widbey Island class and Austin class ships disperse
amphibious vehicles, tanks, troops, and Humvees.
EXT. IRANIAN DESERT -- DAY
The L-CACs stop to offload the Marines and machines.
LAV-25s, Humvees, M1A1 Abrams tanks zoom across the barren
landscape.
INT. ARMORED VEHICLE -- DAY
Logan and Newton ride with OTHER MARINES, ready for action.
NEWTON
Man, I expected a welcoming committee.
LOGAN
They'll find us.
NEWTON
Wake me when they do.
LOGAN
Stay alert and stay alive.
Logan keeps his gun ready.
EXT. IRANIAN DESERT -- DAY
The column of vehicles continues cutting across the desert.
INT. COMBAT DIRECTION CENTER -- DAY
The satellite infra-red shows the column of vehicles on one
edge of the screen... and blips on the other.
FERGUSON
Gilbert, magnify that.
Gilbert hits some buttons, the infra-red image on the screen
is blown up to show:
A DOZEN TANKS and other VEHICLES zooming towards the column.
Ferguson gets on the radio.
FERGUSON
Marine Team, do you copy?
90.
INT. ARMORED VEHICLE -- DAY
Rupert Cadell grabs the microphone.
CADELL
Team Leader copies.
FERGUSON (V.O.)
CIS Satellite recon photos show an
armored column two miles east of you.
CADELL
Copy that. Is our CAS on tap?
INT. COMBAT DIRECTION CENTER -- DAY
FERGUSON
Blue Squadron ETA is three minutes.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
Stone's squadron of F-14 Tomcats zooms through the clouds.
INT. ARMORED VEHICLE -- DAY
CADELL
Those tanks are only two minutes away.
FERGUSON (V.O.)
You can hold them for two minutes.
CADELL
Just worried your planes won't have
squat to do when they get here, sir.
Ferguson's laugh comes over the mike, and Cadell hangs up.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
Stone's F-14 squadron zooms over the Marine ships.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
STONE
Keep your eyes open for Bogeys.
BARTON
Checking the FLIR, the E/O and playing
with my dolly. If they're out there,
I'll see them before they see us.
STONE
I'm depending on you.
91.
Barton smiles and nods. They are working as a team, now.
Completely in sync with each other. Stone has thawed.
EXT. IRANIAN DESERT -- DAY
The IRANIAN ARMORED COLUMN advances on the Marines. Old
Soviet T-54 and Chinese 69-II tanks, ancient Jeeps.
The tanks fire and advance, BLASTING a Humvee to pieces.
INT. ARMORED VEHICLE -- DAY
Debris from an explosion sprays the Marines.
NEWTON
Shit! That was close!
Logan spins the turret to aim at a T-54 tank and blasts them.
EXT. IRANIAN DESERT -- DAY
Tanks explode on either side.
The Iranian tanks try to circle the Marines, trapping them.
Explosions rock the landscape as tanks and LAVs are blown to
pieces. A savage land battle.
INT. ARMORED VEHICLE -- DAY
CADELL
Where's our air support?
Cadell looks through the smoke and sees...
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
Six plane cresting the hills, coming towards them.
Flying majestically over the barren landscape.
The cavalry!
INT. COMBAT DIRECTION CENTER -- DAY
Elster points at the six plane-blips on the infra-red image.
ELSTER
Sir, those planes are coming from the
west. They're not ours.
FERGUSON
Cadell: Those are enemy aircraft!
INT. ARMORED VEHICLE -- DAY
Cadell's expression changes, and he lowers the mike.
92.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
Five Camoflauge F-16s and one black MiG zoom over the battle
field. Then circle, and come back on a bombing run!
INT. ARMORED VEHICLE -- DAY
CADELL
(on radio)
We need that air support NOW.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The F-14s Tomcats zoom over the desert.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
STONE
Sorry to keep you waiting, Colonel.
Had to wait in line for gas.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The F-14s swoop down to engage the Cammy F-16s.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
Stone targets a Camouflage F-16 on his HUD, locks on, and
presses the red launch button.
STONE
I've got tone. Fox one cleared hot.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The Sidewinder missile zooms across the sky, BLASTING the
Camouflage F-16 into a million pieces.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
STONE
Splash one Bandit.
Barton's RWR indicates they're in a bandit's gun sights.
BARTON
They've spiked us. Break!
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The F-16 fires a missile through the sky at Stone's F-14.
93.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
Stone punches the chaff button.
STONE
Popping chaff. Breaking left.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The F-14 Tomcat makes a tight roll and zooms away.
Missile hits chaff, EXPLODES a hundred feet from the F-14.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
STONE
Let's see if we can take out some of
these tanks.
BARTON
Still five Bandits out there.
STONE
Keep an eye on them for me.
Barton nods. Stone throws the Tomcat into a dive.
EXT. IRANIAN DESERT -- DAY
Stone's F-14 and two other Tomcats swoop down over the Iranian
column, dropping AGM-65 Maverick laser guided bombs.
BLAAAAM! BLAAAAAM!
A third of the enemy armored division is blown to bits!
INT. ARMORED VEHICLE -- DAY
LOGAN
Yes!
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
STONE
One more run should do it...
BARTON
We've been spiked! Bandit at nine
o'Clock. Coming out of the clouds.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
Colonel Farqua's black MiG-27 zooms down at Stone's F-14.
94.
INT. WAR ROOM - IRAN -- DAY
Zahedi admires the Ship Killers through the tempered glass.
ZAHEDI
Prepare to fire missile number one.
URIBE
Yes, sir.
INT. COMBAT DIRECTION CENTER -- DAY
Admiral Ferguson and Gilbert watch the CIS monitor, while
Elster grabs a seat at a radar console, providing assistance.
On the CIS monitor, the air battle moves North, leaving the
Marines to battle the Iranian armored column.
FERGUSON
(on radio)
You're on your own from here, Colonel.
Next door in the...
INT. GALLERY -- DAY
The President organizes the search for the homing device.
Maps of every floor of the carrier cover the walls.
PRESIDENT
O-2-176 is clear?
The President draws a big red X through the room on the map.
Only a tenth of the rooms have Xs.
PRESIDENT
Like finding a be-be in a boxcar.
INT. PASSAGEWAY -- DAY
A SEARCH TEAM of sailors moves on to room 02-178.
One of the sailors carries a Sentry V radio wave detector.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
Stone's Tomcat roars by, followed by the black MiG-27.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
BARTON
He's right on our six. Looks like
our buddy from the carrier.
95.
INT. MIG COCKPIT -- DAY
Colonel Farqua lines up the F-14 on his targeting display
and fires his wing guns.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
20 mm shells from the MiGs gunpods spray at the F-14.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
Stone pulls the stick, twisting the plane sideways.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
Shells from the MiG's wing guns spray on either side of the
perpendicular Tomcat... Coming within inches, but missing.
INT. MIG COCKPIT -- DAY
Colonel Farqua whispers into the radio:
FARQUA
My little American friend.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
FARQUA (V.O.)
We meet again. This time my missiles
will not turn away from you.
STONE
I'll have to turn away from them.
The ultimate dog fight. Does Stone have his confidence back?
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The black MiG-27 fires a pair of missiles at Stone's F-14.
Stone pops chaff, and hooks left... but one missile follows!
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
BARTON
Still on us! Gotta shake it, Stone!
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
A Cammy F-16 comes after Gremlin's F-14, firing wing guns.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
Gremlin tries to evade, jockeying the stick right and left.
96.
GREMLIN
He's right on my tail! Need some
help over here!
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
Gremlin's F-14 and the F-16 engage in air combat maneuvers,
the F-14 evading the F-16's gunfire.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
Hollywood glides into position, eyes on the targeting circle.
HOLLYWOOD (V.O.)
I've got him.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
Hollywood zooms behind the F-16 following Gremlin's Tomcat.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
Hollywood centers the F-16 in his target circle and fires.
HOLLYWOOD (V.O.)
Good tone. Fox one cleared hot.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The missile hits the second F-16 and explodes.
Three Cammy F-16s left.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
Stone tries to out manuever the missile.
Left.
Right.
It follows.
BARTON
It's a heat seeker!
STONE
So let's find some fire.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
Panther's F-14 has a Cammy F-16 right on his tail!
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
Panther's HUD screen flashes a warning...
97.
PANTHER
Bandit on my tail! Got a lock on me!
STONE (V.O.)
Panther: Slice right on my signal.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
Stone's F-14, chased by the missile, zooms behind the Cammy
F-16 which is chasing Panther.
STONE (V.O.)
Now!
Stone rips past the F-16, breaking left 180 degrees.
Panther's Tomcat slices right, turning 180 degrees.
The Cammy F-16 is left to deal with the missile.
BLAAAAM!
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
STONE
Three down, two to go.
BARTON
Bandit coming out of the clouds at
three O'clock!
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
Farqua's black MiG-27 zooms down at Stone's Tomcat, wing
guns spewing hot lead.
Before Stone can post hole out of there, he takes a hit.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
STONE
Thrasher?
BARTON
Still alive. Let's waste this sucker.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
Gremlin's F-14 has a Cammy F-16 right on his tail.
The F-16 fires a missile, but the F-14 pops chaff and evades.
98.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
GREMLIN
Good try. But check this out.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
Gremlin's Tomcat zooms in a loop-the-loop, behind the F-16.
INT. CAMOUFLAGE F-16 COCKPIT -- DAY
The F-16 pilot looks all over for the F-14...
Then his RWR screen blasts a warning: He's targeted.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
GREMLIN
Hasta la vista.
Gremlin gets tone and launches missiles.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The missiles hit the Cammy F-16 and blow it to pieces.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
GREMLIN
Last Cammy splashed, Blue Leader.
STONE (V.O.)
Copy that, Gremlin. Return to air
support for the Marine Team.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
GREMLIN (V.O.)
Need any help, Blue Leader?
STONE
No. I can handle this.
Confidence in his voice. He's going to need it...
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
Farqua's Black MiG-27 is right on Stone's tail.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
Stone keeps bobbing and weaving.
99.
STONE
I can't shake this guy. I'm going to
try to lose him in the canyons.
BARTON
Stone...
STONE
Going to need you on the TFR, Thrasher.
Keep me from slamming into the walls.
BARTON
I'm with you.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
Stone's Tomcat zooms into the narrow canyons below, Farqua's
black MiG right on it's tail... And GAINING!
EXT. IRANIAN DESERT -- DAY
The Iranian armored column continues advancing on the Marines.
A Chinese 69-II tank fires at three LAV-25s, EXPLODING them.
INT. ARMORED VEHICLE -- DAY
Debris rains over Logan and Newton. Newton isn't happy.
NEWTON
Too damned close.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
Gremlin and the rest of Blue Squadron roar out of the sky,
dropping AGM-65 Maverick laser guided bombs on the tanks.
EXT. IRANIAN DESERT -- DAY
More than half of the Iranian tanks are blown to pieces!
INT. ARMORED VEHICLE -- DAY
Cheers from the Marines.
Some wave at the Tomcats as they fly back to the Carrier.
CADELL
(on the radio)
Base, Marine Team.
EXT. IRANIAN DESERT -- DAY
The remaining Iranian tanks retreat from the Marine Team.
100.
One of the old Soviet T-54 tanks spins its turret, firing
back at the Marine column as it retreats.
INT. ARMORED VEHICLE -- DAY
CADELL
We have them on the run. Time to
target: ten minutes.
BLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAM! Cadell's LAV-25 is hit!
INT. ARMORED VEHICLE -- DAY
LOGAN
(on the radio)
Colonel? Colonel?
Logan climbs out of his LAV-25 to help Cadell.
EXT. IRANIAN DESERT -- DAY
Logan runs to Cadell's LAV-25.
No survivors.
Their commanding officer is dead, and they are DEEP behind
enemy lines. Logan stands amidst the smoke and wreckage.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
Stone's F-14 roars through the narrow canyons, with Farqua's
black MiG stuck on his tail.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
Barton's RWR shows they're constantly being targeted, but
the black MiG can't get a lock because of the sharp corners.
STONE
I can't get rid of this guy.
BARTON
Hard left coming up.
Stone gets ready to zoom the plane around the corner.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
Stone and Barton's F-14 continues zipping through the canyons.
101.
INT. WAR ROOM - IRAN -- DAY
ZAHEDI
In ten minutes our enemies will be
dead, and the Persian Empire of Cyrus
The Great will be reunited under our
military regime. Check and mate.
URIBE
Opening missile silo doors.
EXT. MISSILE BUNKER -- DAY
The silo doors open, exposing the Ship Killers...
Ready to launch!
EXT. USS STOWERS AIRCRAFT CARRIER -- DAY
The target awaits the Ship Killers.
INT. COMBAT DIRECTION CENTER -- DAY
FERGUSON
Cadell? Cadell?
GILBERT
We've lost him, sir.
Next door in the...
INT. GALLERY -- DAY
The President draws another X on the maps.
Only a quarter of the rooms have been searched.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
Farqua's black MiG is right on the tail of Stone's F-14 as
they zoom through the canyon.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
STONE
Can't shake this guy.
BARTON
Hard right coming up.
Stone works the stick, roaring through the narrow canyons.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The two planes chase through the narrow canyon at 645 mph.
102.
INT. MIG COCKPIT -- DAY
Colonel Farqua makes the hard right turn with ease.
FARQUA
(on the radio)
Let us put an end to this nonsense,
my American friend. Get back in the
sky and fight like men.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
BARTON
Men?
(looks at her scope)
Hard right followed by a hard left.
Stone twists the stick right, turning the plane on its side...
Heading right into the wall of the canyon!
Stone turns the stick left seconds before impact.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
Stone's F-14 takes the REALLY hairy corner in the canyon...
The tip of his wing sparks off the canyon wall.
Farqua's black MiG-27 twists and turns effortlessly.
INT. MIG COCKPIT -- DAY
Colonel Farqua calmly manuevers the plane.
FARQUA
These games are beginning to bore me.
Farqua gets a lock on Stone's F-14 and fires two missiles.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
BARTON
We've been spiked!
STONE
Hold on!
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The missiles chase Stone's Tomcat through the canyon.
The F-14 takes a tight corner, wing brushing the wall.
The missiles miss the turn: hitting the wall and EXPLODING!
103.
Right in front of Farqua's black MiG-27!
INT. MIG COCKPIT -- DAY
Colonel Farqua pulls up as debris from the explosion sprays
beneath him. He banks and takes to the sky...
Gets an alarm.
He's been targeted!
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
Stone's F-14 zooms at Farqua's black MiG.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
STONE
No more games. Time to go to hell.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
Farqua's black MiG evades Stone's Tomcat in an amazing display
of air combat maneuvering. Like an intricate dance, the two
planes spin, slice, turn and jockey for position.
Ending up flying head to head at each other.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
BARTON
Stone. We're gonna hit him.
STONE
Hold on.
Stone gets a targeting lock on the black MiG and fires.
STONE
Fox two cleared hot.
INT. MIG COCKPIT -- DAY
Farqua ignores the warning light and targets Stone's plane.
Firing a pair of missiles.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
Two planes roar at each other.
Four missiles zoom at each other.
INT. F-14 TOMCAT COCKPIT -- DAY
STONE
Punching out!
104.
Stone pulls the ejection control lever.
The canopy blows, rockets under the seats send Stone and
Barton BLASTING out of the F-14 into the sky.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- DAY
The two planes and four missiles hit each other.
Sky turns to fire for a minute.
Pop! Pop! Pop! Three parachutes blossom in the clouds.
EXT. AERIAL FOOTAGE -- EVENING
Stone floats through the sky.
The parasail has a glide slope ratio of 40:1.
Stone notes Barton's good chute gliding to the North of him.
Then sees Farqua's black parachute gliding right at him!
Closer.
Closer.
Pulling an ugly ASKU-74 assault rifle from a side holster.
Only 16 inches, a 30 round magazine, one deadly machine gun.
Stone fumbles with his snap pockets, pulls out his matching
chrome 45 automatics. 7 rounds in each: 14 total.
The two parachutes sail closer... only 500 feet away.
The two men face each other like cowboys at high noon.
They aim at each other.
Stare each other down.
Tension.
Farqua opens fire.
Stone returns fire with both guns.
It's a para-shoot out!
They trade shots, sailing around each other.
Stone punches a couple of small holes in Farqua's parachute.
Farqua hits one of Stone's chute straps, fraying it.
Stone blasts with both guns, but can't seem to hit Farqua.
They drift closer.
Closer.
Farqua aims his assault rifle at Stone's chest.
Stone aims both 45s at Farqua's head. Pulls the triggers.
Click. Click. Click. Click. Out of shells!
105.
Farqua laughs. Pulls the trigger on his ASKU-74.
Bang! Click! Click! Click! Click! Click!
The bullet slices into Stone's jacket, missing flesh.
Farqua ejects his spent clip, reaches into a snap pocket and
pulls out another. Shoves it into the assault rifle.
Stone's two 45s are empty. He is completely defenseless!
Farqua laughs, prepares to kill Stone.
Stone drops his chrome 45s, grabs the Very signal flare gun
from a snap pocket and aims it at Farqua's parachute.
BLAM! The flare hits Farqua's chute, setting it on fire.
When the parachute burns through, Farqua DROPS to the ground.
SPLAT!
EXT. IRANIAN DESERT -- EVENING
Stone lands perfectly, unhooks his parachute, and goes to
find his fallen chrome 45s... Empty, but his only defense.
Pocketing the guns, Stone stops to check on Colonel Farqua.
Farqua is dead. A big black splat in the dirt. Yech.
STONE
A good pilot, but you couldn't fly
worth shit.
Stone sees Barton's chute fluttering in the distance and
goes to check on her.
Barton unhooks her parachute, hears someone coming, draws
her Baretta 92-F automatic.
STONE
You okay?
Barton nods, holsters the gun.
Then they hear the tank motors! The retreating Iranians!
Stone and Barton hide in a rock formation.
Barton sees her parachute billowing.
Giving away their location.
The sounds of the tanks get closer.
Closer.
Stone tries to look without being seen. Can only see that
they are about to be captured.
106.
The tanks stop at the parachute. A SOLDIER in Iranian uniform
runs to the parachute, studying it. Then he sees footprints.
Leading RIGHT to the rocks where Stone and Barton hide.
Stone and Barton pull out their guns, ready for action.
Two against an army, not much chance of survival.
Snick! Snick!
Guns are aimed at Stone and Barton's heads from behind.
Stone lowers his weapons carefully.
LOGAN
Hey! You're going to need those.
It's NOT an enemy patrol! It's Logan and the Marine Team.
STONE
They're empty. Got any 45 rounds?
LOGAN
I think we can dig some up. Newton?
The Iranian Soldier comes over: it's Newton in enemy uniform.
LOGAN
Get this flyboy some 45 ammo.
(to Stone)
Hop on, we'll give you a ride.
BARTON
There's something you don't see
everyday. Marines offering the Navy
a ride.
EXT. ARMORED VEHICLE -- EVENING
Stone and Barton hop aboard one of the LAV-25s, and the column
continues through the rugged terrain.
STONE
Where we going?
LOGAN
Up that mountain, and into the bunker.
Barton and Stone look up at the bunker.
Logan on the radio.
LOGAN
This is Marine Team, I've got a couple
of downed flyboys. Stone and Barton...
Hey, you're a girl.
107.
BARTON
That's as far as Marines get in sex
education. Identifying the sexes.
LOGAN
Can't leave them behind so I'm taking
them along.
FERGUSON (V.O.)
Copy that. Take good care of them.
LOGAN
We brought along some spare SAWs, I'm
sure they can take care of themselves.
FERGUSON (V.O.)
If you get into any trouble, we have
an ACE Team on standby. Four AH-1W
Cobra helos...
LOGAN
We don't get into trouble, we just
make it. Marine Team out.
Logan hooks the radio. The Marine Team races to the mountain.
INT. WAR ROOM - IRAN -- EVENING
VOICE (V.O.)
Five minutes to launch. Five minutes
to launch.
Zahedi takes a final look at the ten Ship Killers before
closing the blast shutters on the window.
ZAHEDI
Today we are history. The land taken
from us generations ago will once
again be ours.
VOICE (V.O.)
T minutes two eighty five. T minus
two eighty. T minus two seventy...
EXT. USS STOWERS AIRCRAFT CARRIER -- EVENING
The target. The President of the United States and a dozen
Heads Of State await their death.
INT. GALLERY -- EVENING
The President draws another red X through a room. But over
half the ship has yet to be searched. They are doomed.
108.
EXT. IRANIAN DESERT -- EVENING
The tanks and LAVs stop at the base of the mountains.
A sheer cliff rises two hundred feet to the bunker.
NEWTON
No way to waste it from here.
LOGAN
We're gonna have to climb.
(to the team)
Gentlemen, and lady, here's the plan:
Fox and Echo Companies stay behind
the guard the position. Bravo Squad
gets to play mission impossible.
Climb this mountain, sneak into the
missile bunker dressed as enemy
soldiers, and plant the charges...
BARTON
Sir? I have climbing experience.
LOGAN
Grab an enemy uniform and come along.
EXT. THE CLIFF -- EVENING
Logan, Newton, the Marine Team, Stone and Barton climb, using
ropes, pitons, snap rings, and relays. All wear backpacks.
Logan leads the Team, using expansion bolts over pitons:
hammering might alert the patrols at the top of the mountain.
He pops a ring into an expansion bolt, secures the rope.
Newton climbs behind him, then Barton, then Stone, then eight
more Marines dressed in enemy army uniforms. All climb
barefoot with their shoes hooked to D-rings on their vests.
True team work. Each climber is dependent upon every other
climber on the rope. If one man falls, the others must hold
his weight until they can rescue him.
Logan finds good hand and foot holds: small crevices to wedge
his fingers and toes into.
Halfway up the cliff, Stone looses his footing and falls.
Hanging by his rope, dangling 100 feet in the air. He would
love to scream.... but that would alert the guards.
Logan digs in, holding up the team as Barton scrambles down
to help Stone. The expansion bolt strains under the weight.
109.
Barton hooks herself to an expansion bolt and reaches down
to Stone. She tries to grab his wrist.
Misses.
Tries again.
The expansion bolt begins to pull from the crevice.
Stone reaches out for her. Needs her help.
Barton strains, grabs his wrist.
Stone grabs her wrist.
She pulls him back to his footing.
The expansion bolt pulls from the cliff, but Barton has her
grip back. She inserts a new bolt, reclips the rope.
Stone mouths the word "thanks". She smiles. A team.
They continue climbing the side of the cliff to the Bunker.
At the top of the mountain, Logan takes a quick look over
the rock outcroppings at the Bunker Entrance.
Logan uses hand signals to tell Newton and the team that
there are two guards at the entrance.
Newton nods... vaults over the ledge to the bunker entrance!
EXT. BUNKER ENTRANCE -- EVENING
Newton looks over the cliff, speaks loudly in Farsi.
The TWO GUARDS notice him, confused. Where'd he come from?
Newton points down the cliff, yells something in Farsi.
The Two Guards keep their rifles aimed at Newton as they
approach the edge of the cliff to see what he's yelling about.
When they look over the edge of the cliff, Stone and Logan
reach up and grab them, pulling them over the edge.
GUARDS
AHHHHHHHHHH!
They yell as they fall 200 feet to the ground.
SPLAT! SPLAT!
The entire Marine Team comes over the ledge to the bunker.
110.
LOGAN
(to a pair of Marines)
McGruder and Rutland stay here to set
up the fast rappel ropes.
STONE
How long to plant the charges?
LOGAN
Have to get deep enough to do damage...
NEWTON
The trick is getting out.
LOGAN
When I start the timer, I'll yell.
STONE
Liable to be a lot of yelling going
on in there. We need a code word.
LOGAN
Like what?
STONE
Grand Slam.
LOGAN
Got that everybody? When you hear
"Grand Slam" it means we've got three
minutes to clear out before the whole
mountain top blows.
The Marine Team nods. They open the metal blast doors.
INT. MISSILE CONTROL ROOM - IRAN -- EVENING
The Ship Killer missiles ready for launch.
TECHNICIANS check their consoles, as the countdown continues.
VOICE (V.O.)
T minus three minutes. T minus one
seventy five. T minus one seventy...
INT. MISSILE BUNKER -- EVENING
The blast doors spring open and Marine Team sneaks inside.
The Missile Bunker is a maze of metal stairs and hallways.
Guards and Patrols scattered through out.
The Marine Team moves in standard two by two cover formation,
with Newton acting as scout: Strolling through the bunker
like an Iranian Guard on a cigarette break.
111.
Logan carries an M-70 electronic bomb sniffer, capable of
locating large caches of explosives and missiles. He checks
the readings every so often.
INT. BUNKER HALLWAY -- EVENING
Newton turns a corner to a long hallway. Halfway down the
hall, a GUARD exits a doorway, heading toward Newton.
Newton whistles: signaling the others to hang back.
INT. MISSILE BUNKER -- EVENING
The Marine Team, Stone and Barton, hug the walls.
INT. BUNKER HALLWAY -- EVENING
The Guard gets closer.
Newton smiles and offers him a cigarette.
The Guard goes ballistic and points to a sign, yelling in
Farsi. Agitated. He pulls the cigarette from Newton's mouth.
Newton slams his palm into the Guard's nose: killing him.
When the Marine Team comes around the corner, Newton
translates the sign (written in Farsi).
NEWTON
(whispers)
No smoking.
They move deeper into the bunker.
INT. BUNKER HALLWAY -- EVENING
Another hallway.
Lots of doors.
Lots of chances to be caught by Guards or Patrols.
They move cautiously.
Logan checks his bomb sniffer, shakes his head.
A PAIR OF GUARDS exit a doorway.
No place for the Team to hide, they have to bluff it out.
Most of them don't look a bit Middle Eastern.
Newton turns to the Team, barking orders in Farsi. Taking
the focus from the group to himself.
The Guards pass by the entire Team and keep going.
Close Call! Newton and the Team relax...
112.
Then one of the Guards stops, sniffs the air. Perfume?
Turns to look at the Marine Team, notices Barton's shape.
Not a man's shape at all.
The Guard nudges his partner.
The Two Guards aim their rifles at the team!
BLAM! BLAM!
Stone fires his chromed 45s at the Guards, blasting them
against the wall... shots echoing through the bunker.
INT. WAR ROOM - IRAN -- EVENING
ZAHEDI
Sound the alarm.
INT. MISSILE BUNKER -- EVENING
The alarm goes off, and Logan and Stone look at each other.
STONE
Sorry about that.
LOGAN
Let's set charges and blow this joint.
Stone and Barton cover one side, Newton and a pair of Marines
leads, Two Marines cover the other side, and the rest of
the Marine Team brings up the rear.
A HALF DOZEN GUARDS rounds the corner ahead of them!
Newton and the TWO MARINES engage them in a firefight, while
the rest of the Team runs down metal stairs to a lower level.
INT. MISSILE CONTROL ROOM - IRAN -- EVENING
VOICE (V.O.)
T minus one hundred. Ninety nine.
Ninety eight. Ninety seven.....
EXT. MISSILE BUNKER -- EVENING
The Ship Killer missiles inside the missile bay.
INT. MISSILE BUNKER -- EVENING
At the bottom of the stairs, another group of GUARDS.
Stone and Barton exchange gunfire with them, as Logan and
the rest of the Marine Team continues down the hallway.
A GUARD on an upper staircase fires down at them.
113.
BARTON
Eleven o'clock, high.
Stone turns, fires at the GUARD, who falls from the platform.
STONE
Thanks.
BARTON
De nada.
They continue firing at the group of GUARDS.
INT. BUNKER HALLWAY -- EVENING
The Marine Team comes to a cool hallway. Logan's bomb sniffer
goes right off the boards. He touches the wall... Cold.
LOGAN
Refrigerated. The missiles are close.
Each Marine passes their backpack down to Logan.
Logan pulls the explosives out of the backpacks and assembles
them up near the cool wall. The timer set at three minutes.
Logan starts the timer and his watch, both ticking away.
He lifts his walkie talkie and yells.
LOGAN
GRAND SLAM! I repeat GRAND SLAM!
Logan and the Marine Team fire at the Guards as they run.
Speeding towards the Bunker Entrance.
The bomb begins counting down... 2:59, 2:58, 2:57, 2:56.
INT. MISSILE CONTROL ROOM - IRAN -- EVENING
VOICE (V.O.)
Eighty five, eighty four, eighty three.
The bomb and the missiles, in a race to activate!
The missiles are winning!
The first missile WILL fire at the aircraft carrier!
INT. MISSILE BUNKER -- EVENING
As Logan and the Marine Team run past Stone and Barton, they
fall into place with them, taking metal stairs two at a time.
114.
INT. BUNKER HALLWAY -- EVENING
In the long hallway, Newton, Barton and the Marine Team race
to the end of the hallway. Logan and Stone trailing.
A GUARD pops out of a doorway in front of Barton.
BANG! BANG! She wastes him.
Another door pops open in front of them.
NEWTON
Mine.
BANG! BANG! Newton wastes the Guard.
WHAM! A door opens RIGHT IN FRONT of Stone and Logan! Five
GUARDS step out, cutting them off from the rest of the Team.
The FIVE GUARDS aim their rifles at Stone and Logan.
GUARD #1
Drop your weapons!
Stone and Logan look at each other... drop their guns.
Barton turns, sees Logan and Stone captured, signals Newton.
BARTON
Stone, Logan.
She turns to rescue them, Newton holds her back.
NEWTON
Not enough time.
INSERT SHOT: THE BOMB
Counting down to total destruction: 2:27, 2:26, 2:25, 2:24.
INT. MISSILE BUNKER -- EVENING
Barton takes a final look as the Guards lead Stone and Logan
away, nods slowly. Then they run like hell to escape.
INT. BUNKER HALLWAY -- EVENING
The Guards lead Stone and Logan back to the cool hallway...
Right back to the huge mega bomb, counting down. 2:00, 1:59.
But stop a dozen feet from the bomb and open a door.
INT. WAR ROOM - IRAN -- EVENING
Zahedi looks up as the Guards lead Stone and Logan in.
115.
ZAHEDI
Our guests of honor. So glad you
could attend this little going away
party. In less than a minute your
President and the leaders of all our
neighboring countries will be dead.
Logan sneaks a peek at his countdown watch: 1:42, 1:41, 1:40
VOICE (V.O.)
Thirty nine. Thirty eight...
A minute behind the missile launch!
ZAHEDI
You shall be my witnesses.
INT. BUNKER HALLWAY -- EVENING
At the top of the stairs, the Marine Team becomes pinned in
place by TWENTY GUARDS firing rifles.
BARTON
Running out of time.
Newton shrugs, pulls a SMAW anti-tank gun from his pack.
NEWTON
This'll speed things up.
Shoulders the weapon, aims at the Guards blocking their exit.
Pulls the trigger.
Bang!
The Guards laugh when a single 9mm paint shell hits the wall
next to them, spattering them. Two of them raise combat
shotguns, ready to blast the Marines to pieces.
BLAAAAM!
Newton pulls the second trigger, launching a high explosive
anti-tank shell at the Twenty Guards. It hits the same spot
as the paint shell, and EXPLODES! Killing all the Guards.
NEWTON
Let's go.
The Marine Team runs to the Bunker Entrance, escaping.
EXT. BUNKER ENTRANCE -- EVENING
Newton and the Marine Team grab the fast rappel ropes and
prepare to zip down the face of the cliff.
116.
Barton grabs Newton.
BARTON
What about Logan and Stone?
NEWTON
They're on their own.
ZIIIIP! Newton fast rappels down the cliff with the Marine
Team. Barton looks at the entrance, grabs her rope. Waits.
INT. WAR ROOM - IRAN -- EVENING
Stone sees Logan ready to make a move to the missile console.
STONE
I owe you one.
Stone spins and hits the Guard behind him, then races across
the room to the missile control console where Uribe sits.
He SLAMS Uribe out of his chair, scans the buttons until he
finds one marked "Countdown Abort" and punches it.
THE LCD COUNTDOWN freezes at 00:27.
The Guards scramble to aim their guns at Stone. Jabbing him
with the gun barrels. Look to Zahedi for the kill order.
ZAHEDI
(laughs)
You Americans never know when to quit.
LOGAN
That's right.
Stone is prodded back to Logan with the Guard's gun barrels.
ZAHEDI
Are you alright Mr. Uribe?
URIBE
Yes, sir.
Uribe dusts himself off, sits back on his chair in front of
the console. Zahedi looks right at Stone, presses a button.
THE LCD COUNTDOWN continues, starting at.... 00:27!
LOGAN
Shit.
Logan spins and hits a Guard. Stone grabs his Guard's gun
barrel and uses it to flip him over his shoulder.
117.
A ragged, ugly fight. They slam both Guards to the floor,
notice Zahedi aiming a 9mm at them.
ZAHEDI
Drop the weapons.
STONE
Go to hell.
Stone throws the Guard's rifle at Zahedi, knocking him to
the floor. Logan and Stone take off running.
LCD COUNTDOWN reads 00:24, 00:23, 00:22....
INT. BUNKER HALLWAY -- EVENING
Stone and Logan run like madmen for the Bunker Entrance.
Pushing Guards out of their way (neither is armed).
VOICE (V.O.)
Twelve. Eleven. Ten...
Racing up the stairs.
Logan would love to look at his countdown watch, but there
isn't enough time. They RUN!
INT. WAR ROOM - IRAN -- EVENING
Zahedi pulls himself to his feet, notices the LCD Countdown
which reads, 00:06, 00:05...
ZAHEDI
Finally, our people will reign!
INT. BUNKER ENTRANCE -- EVENING
A MASSIVE Guard blocks the exit. When he sees Stone and
Logan, he shows his lack of familiarity with dental hygiene.
Stone and Logan don't slow down.
They run right up to the Guard and double punch him.
STONE
I'd like to stick around and fight,
but it's time to skeedadle!
INT. BUNKER HALLWAY -- EVENING
The timing clock on the mega-bomb counts down... 2. 1. 0.
BLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAM!
118.
INT. WAR ROOM - IRAN -- EVENING
The explosion incinerates Zahedi and Uribe.
The Ship Killer missile, about to launch, EXPLODES!
Setting off a chain reaction of missile EXPLOSIONS!
INT. MISSILE BUNKER -- EVENING
Flames and explosions race through the bunker, destroying
everything in their path. Scientists and Guards run, the
explosions catch up with them. You can't outrun an explosion.
EXT. BUNKER ENTRANCE -- EVENING
Stone and Logan race out of the bunker, grab their ropes.
Barton would like to say something, but can feel the mountain
shaking under her feet.
The MASSIVE GUARD runs out of the bunker, aiming his rifle
at the three, ready to kill them.
Stone smiles at the Guard the three jump off the cliff!
The Guard looks over the side of the cliff, shocked.
It's the last thing he ever does.
EXT. THE CLIFF -- EVENING
Stone, Barton, and Logan fast rappel down the cliff as a
massive fiery explosion rips the top of the mountain off
above them. Flames SHOOT overhead, the sky turning to fire.
EXT. IRANIAN DESERT -- EVENING
The Marine Team looks up at the flying flames.
Amazed.
EXT. THE CLIFF -- EVENING
Three quarters of the way down, the ropes catch fire.
But the trio makes it to the ground SECONDS before the ropes
burn through.... Safe!
INT. COMBAT DIRECTION CENTER -- EVENING
The CIS photo shows the explosion, and everyone CHEERS!
EXT. USS STOWERS AIRCRAFT CARRIER -- NIGHT
Safe.
Helicopters with dignitaries begin taking off, sending the
World Leaders back to their homes and families.
119.
INT. PASSAGEWAY -- NIGHT
Admiral Ferguson leads Stone, Barton, and Logan.
FERGUSON
The President decided to stay for
dinner. Get some of that military
chow he missed as a kid. We saved a
couple of places at the table for you
guys. Figures he owes you some thanks.
INT. OFFICER'S MESS -- NIGHT
A banquet.
The President sits at the head of the table, flanked by
Admiral Ferguson and CAG Elster.
Pilots sit on one side, Marines sit on the other.
Stone takes a sip of wine, looks at Barton.
STONE
So why do they call you "Thrasher"?
You some kind of skateboard whiz?
BARTON
I'm from Georgia.
Stone gives a blank look.
BARTON
It's the state bird. Brown Thrasher.
STONE
Oh.
The President lifts his glass in a toast.
PRESIDENT
To the brave Marines, and the brave
pilots, who helped bring peace back
to the Middle East.
EVERYONE
Here! Here!
Glasses raised in toast. Stone moves to his feet.
STONE
And to Kovac, MacKenna, Gremlin...
The real heroes, who gave their lives.
Our absent friends.
THE END.
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