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- Hi, welcome aboard. - Okay.
- Welcome aboard. - Thank you.
Hi, welcome aboard.
Good Lord, ladies, we're looking fine today.
You two look good enough to eat, and I'm always hungry.
All right. Thank you, Smokey.
Always nice to see you. Have a good flight.
- What takes you to London? - It sure ain't the weather.
I've signed a new girl. She don't hold a candle to you two.
- Maybe we can get together. - Let's do it. We're staying at the Green Inn.
I was hoping you might have some extra tickets for one of the shows.
I know I can get them for you.
Nobody's riding for free.
Take your seat, Smokey.
Jealous?
- Hi, welcome aboard. - Thank you.
Hi.
Mr. Anderson.
I was hoping you'd be on this flight.
Ladies, nice to see you again.
Are you staying over in London?
Yeah, I got a two-day layover. How about you?
Three days.
Maybe we can get together.
Yeah, we'll talk while we're in London.
- Okay. - Cool.
Enjoy your flight.
Anyone else you want to hang out with while we're in London?
- Crime of the century, and no, it wasn't. - Hi, welcome aboard.
I don't think so. Oh, of course.
Check for the markings on the handle.
Yes.
Of course.
- Hello, it's very nice to see you ladies. - Nice to see you.
Hey. Hi, hi.
- Hello. Nice to see you. - You too.
Stop it. Stop it.
What, am I supposed to wait for eight hours?
We're on a plane. What are you thinking?
What I'm thinking is we can join the mile high club later.
What do you think?
The what?
My mother warned me about marrying you.
I got it. I got it, I got it.
I'm a pervert, right?
- Hey. - Welcome aboard.
- Hello, sir, how you doing? Welcome. - Evening.
Enjoy your flight.
Hello, sir, good to see you again. How's everything?
- You are seat A16. - Hi there.
Do you have that okay?
- Right behind you. - Welcome aboard.
- Hi. Hello, miss, how's everything? - Enjoy your flight.
- Thank you. - Hello.
- Hi there. - Hi.
And your backpack.
Mommy. Mommy.
So you and Aeryn gonna hook up in London?
Nope, nope, no, man. That relationship has run its course. Crash and burned.
Relationship? You didn't even tell me you guys were dating.
How you taking it?
Are you sad or...
Knowing you, you're probably banging some other chick.
You know what? Believe it or not, I'm actually going solo.
I'm taking a break from women.
Sure. Like that's gonna last.
You know, juggling women gets old, and I'm only getting older.
This coming from a guy that has no gray hair.
Why don't you lend me some of yours? You got a few to spare.
The stewardesses seem to know you quite well.
Yeah, I fly this airline a lot, take this route pretty often.
An international business tycoon?
I do have business in London,
but there's nothing international or tycoon about me.
I didn't think so.
I did pick you for a professional football player...
athlete, mmm...
or a cop maybe.
Damn, woman.
Aren't you that girl from my rockabilly video?
No, sir, wrong girl.
Sweetheart, you damn sure got to be in my next one.
With a body like that,
we can make some serious money.
- What's your name, sir? - I'm Clem Williams. My friends call me Smokey.
Well, Mr. Clem Williams, you may find that life is just too short.
What the hell do you mean by that?
I mean that.
Plane's getting ready to take off.
Maybe you should take a seat.
Smokey.
I'm gonna need you to stay in your seat.
Chivalry isn't dead.
Thank you for standing up for me.
Good evening, ladies and gentlemen.
Welcome aboard Falcon Air flight 88, nonstop service to London.
I am your captain, Frank Perez,
flying along copilot Michael David Esparza.
Expect a smooth ride this evening
with a flight time of just eight hours.
Sit back, relax, and enjoy the flight.
Sir, I'm sorry, but your briefcase needs to go either under the seat
or in the overhead compartment.
It doesn't fit underneath the seat.
Oh, that's no problem. I can put it up for you.
No. I need it.
- He can put it right here between us. It's okay. - I'm sorry, no, sir.
The case needs to be stored safely in the overhead compartment.
I need it with me. It stays with me, period.
Sorry, sir,
but until your case is safely stored, the plane cannot take off.
Yeah, give her the damn briefcase.
- Don't make me come back there. - Not now, Smokey.
I promise, it will be safe up there.
Huh. I guess he really wanted to keep that briefcase.
I guess.
People are strange these days.
It's interesting what humans find important these days.
No one will bother it.
And keep your seat.
What is... What is with you?
It's my honeymoon.
What's with you?
I'm not gonna play your exhibitionist games on this plane.
We'll be in London in eight hours. You can wait until then.
Damn. What happened to you?
We've been married for like two hours, and you get all prudish on me.
I am not prudish.
I'm just not gonna fulfill some weird,
you know, sex fantasy that you have
in front of all these passengers on the plane.
I know you want to show those two flight attendants
what kind of man you are.
That's right, I saw you checking them out.
Let's not fight.
You know, hey.
I love you, okay?
I married you and you're all that I want.
I love you.
Come here.
Mmm.
What?
Why are you staring at me?
"Adam, why don't we meet up in London?"
"Smokey, we're staying at the Green."
What the hell is that supposed to mean?
I thought it would be nice to meet up with them.
Which one? Or maybe you want both.
You know that I have a crush on Adam since we starting working this route.
And yet you have to go flirt with him first.
Yeah, and in that time, you've been with David, Frank,
and that teeny barmaid outside of London.
I have an idea.
Why don't you mark them? That way I'll know who's not on your list.
Adam's out of your league.
And so is David for that matter.
Why don't you go talk to Smokey?
He seems to be interested in you.
Out of my league?
Fuck off.
We have work to do.
We can pull each other's hair out in London.
Good evening, ladies and gentlemen.
Welcome aboard flight 88.
Sit back, relax, fasten your seatbelt, and enjoy the ride.
Ready for takeoff.
Roger that.
- Would you like anything? - Yeah, sure. Some peanuts.
Sure. And how about you?
- Just a water, please. - Sure.
- There you go. - Thank you.
- Can I get you anything? - I'm fine, thank you.
- How about you? - No, thank you.
Please put your seatbelt on.
Hello, ladies.
So you're not in the rockabilly video.
What do you do?
I suppose you can call me the eternal student.
And what do you study?
I study people and their cultures,
but I really enjoy the study of people under stress.
Very mysterious.
That's very attractive in a beautiful woman.
You travel much?
I do travel quite a bit.
But you don't need to travel to study them, really.
Are you gonna be in London for a while?
The plot thickens.
Uh, what about the stewardess?
She's a friend. She's actually dating one of the pilots.
She has her sights set on you. Trust me.
I don't even know.
Trust me.
Mark?
Mark? Mark? Mark?
Shut the fuck up, bitch. What the hell is wrong with you?
Ma'am, I'm the air marshal. Calm down.
You want a drink? Do you want a drink of water?
My husband is gone. No. My husband...
Get me a drink of water for her. Who's gone?
- My husband disappeared. - Lower your voice.
My husband's gone. My husband's gone.
- If your husband is gone... - The lights went off and he disappeared.
Listen to me. Maybe your husband went to the restroom or to get a drink.
No, no.
- Well, yeah, maybe he... - No, he disappeared.
- No. - I'll tell you what, sit down.
Sit down. Sit down right now.
I'm gonna go look for him.
Here's a drink. Here, take the water.
Are you stupid? I said he's gone.
- Calm down. - I'm a doctor.
Look, it's a doctor. He's gonna help you, okay?
The doctor will help you. Be right back.
Hey, I'm Dr. Singh, all right? I'm gonna give you a little exam.
- My husband, Mark. - I'm so sorry.
My husband's gone. He's gone, he's gone. Please help me.
Did you see her get on the plane with a man?
Sure, the lovebirds.
They couldn't even take their hands off each other long enough to have a drink.
Yeah, I think I heard them say something about being newlyweds.
Did the man get up and go to the restroom or anything like that?
I didn't see him leave his seat.
I only know that moments before the lights flickered, he was there.
Okay. All right, um...
I need you to search the plane, up and the bottom.
I'm gonna go talk to the captain.
Okay, let's go.
Can I go on your phone for a minute?
We got a little problem.
A passenger in first class, Mark Tillman, might be missing.
Missing? I mean, he's either missing or not. Which is it?
Well, unless Aeryn finds him in the overhead bin, he's missing.
I'm gonna leave you in charge up here.
Lock the door, nobody gets in. Got it?
Yeah, okay, sure. Yeah.
So you're absolutely sure that this Mr. Tillman is missing?
He's definitely not on the plane.
- You're sure? - I'm sure.
Look, Mrs. Tillman was kissing her husband.
The lights flickered and went dark, and then he disappeared.
And she claims he didn't go to the restroom.
That's a little strange because if the lights would have went off over here,
the alarm in the cockpit would have went off.
Alarm or no alarm, the lights flickered and went out.
Can we forget about the alarm?
A man has disappeared.
We have no idea where he is.
It's time to turn the plane around.
- We'll get it on the ground and search it properly. - I'll radio it in,
but they're not gonna allow us to turn this plane back around.
- Why the hell not? - Money.
Because they know that the investigation could occur in London
- just as well from anywhere else. - You're right.
- Come on, man. - It's a money thing, I understand.
Lynn, you and Aeryn, get in a position
where you can see every passenger on the plane at all time...
all the way to London. Okay?
Got it. I'll inform Aeryn.
Is there any way he might have made it into the luggage compartment?
No. Not from here.
Homeland Security, aircraft personnel, they normally would have access,
but it's sealed off now.
Well, where the hell could he be?
I mean, he doesn't just disappear.
Any idea?
And you're positive that this Mr. Tillman disappeared
when the lights supposedly turned off?
We only have the woman's word for it.
But he's gone.
All right.
Keep me posted.
How's the patient, Doc?
She's calmed down quite a bit.
She should be all right.
So.
- Thank you. - Yeah.
I'm here if you need me, okay?
Mrs. Tillman, you know, the moments before your husband disappeared...
Smokey, you need to take your seat.
Is there anything unusual happening there?
No. Nothing unusual.
Hell, you can watch. Honey, you can even hold it, but I got to take a piss now.
Fine, you can use the restroom on the left and I can watch you from here.
Tell me about the moment just prior to his vanishing.
We were kissing.
You sure, sweetheart?
You don't know what you're missing.
Mark kept trying to make me be a part of the mile high club.
Pig.
And I kept saying no.
So we got into a little fight.
And...
as usual Mark was about to get his way.
And the, um...
the lights flickered.
And I thought we were spotted and we were in trouble.
And the lights...
went black, and he was gone.
I should never have got on this plane.
It's not safe here.
Now the moment that he disappeared,
did you have a feeling of a pushing or struggling, any kind of movement?
Uh, I think I...
heard him gasp.
Like a gasp of pain?
No, like a...
like a surprise.
There's something dangerous on this plane.
What danger are you feeling?
It's an evil, an evil kind of danger.
Did you ever get a feeling like
there was someone around you?
Evil?
What kind of evil?
No.
An evil of the worst kind.
Adam, Adam.
Mr. Simms, where's Mr. Chase?
My eyes were closed.
What? Somebody else is gone?
Yes, Mr. Chase. The lights were flickering.
And then when they came back on, he was gone.
I swear to God, I was looking at him the entire time.
You didn't see anything?
Hey. Hey, I'm talking to you.
Can you hear me?
I can hear you.
I don't know what happened to him.
I didn't see what happened to him.
And quite frankly,
I don't care what happened to him.
Till it happens to you.
All right, Aeryn, you, Lynn, search the plane again.
Search the plane again.
- Okay, what about Mr. Simms? - Screw him.
Hi. If I could have you please stay calm. Take your seats.
- This is so ridiculous. - Please sit down.
- What's going on? - Everyone, please calm down.
- Just stay in your seat. - What's going on?
Would you all just please stay calm?
The captain will be with you in just a moment.
We've got everything under control.
Smokey, where have you been?
I told you I had to take a piss. Damn.
Just take a seat.
Guys, we got a real problem.
I can't even imagine what happened to Tillman and Chase.
Just keep it cool till we get to London.
We'll leave this problem in their lap.
You're acting like these are isolated incidents.
I don't think they are.
Are you suggesting this will happen again?
Is that what you're suggesting?
No, I'm not suggesting anything.
I'm telling you this is the only logical conclusion.
And I can't believe you guys don't recognize that.
Look, I know that this event
and these events that are going on seem very dramatic.
But as soon as we land, we'll find a less dramatic reality.
Hey, if you think these two men are somewhere safely on this plane,
get out of your chair and find them yourself.
Whoa! Whoa! Why so aggressive?
Two people have disappeared into thin air.
You're acting like they're hiding in the restroom.
What happened to them can happen to anyone on this plane at any time,
including you two.
How's that for drama?
You can't be serious, Adam.
Oh, I'm serious.
I'm very serious. And I wish you guys would get serious.
Excuse me.
Wow, you look frustrated.
I take it the conversation with the pilots was very frustrating.
Yes, you could say that.
Ooh. How's the patient?
Well, Dr. Singh came by.
He said she's doing well.
As a matter of fact, she wanted me to wake her up
so she can... She remembered something.
Okay, wake her up.
Oh.
- Hi, Penny. - Hi.
Marshal... I remembered something.
- Tell me. - Just before Mark disappeared, I felt like we weren't alone.
I remember opening my eyes and thinking, "We're being watched."
And the lights went out,
Mark gasped,
and I thought I heard his voice trailing off as he disappeared.
And he was calling my name.
- He was calling me. - Okay.
You didn't actually see him, right?
You were just hearing his voice?
Just his voice.
Great. That's new information. That's very helpful, thank you.
Do you think it was real?
It's real.
Let's go have a word.
Go sit down with her, keep an eye on her, all right?
- Okay. - Thank you. Please.
By the way, I told you you reminded me of a cop.
I'm an air marshal.
Not much difference, but...
So what's on your mind?
Well, have you actually stopped to consider
that we're dealing with something supernatural?
Um... I'd be lying if I denied it, but...
I'm still trying to figure this out in the real world, okay?
Would be completely worth it.
- Do you mind if I make an observation? - Please.
I believe that we're dealing with something supernatural,
and honestly it scares the hell out of me.
Why are you so sure?
Occam's Razor.
It's a problem-solving principle
that determines which hypothesis is the right answer.
Come on, what is this, Occam's Razor? What is that?
Okay, forget Occam's Razor.
Can you think of any other natural reason for people to disappear like this?
No.
There's too many unanswered questions.
Adam, I don't know what your belief is in the supernatural,
but I think this is the only logical answer.
I understand your argument.
I'm just not there yet.
Well, thanks for listening.
You need to get your act together, bitch.
Mmm. You can do this.
You need to relax...
and breathe.
Lynn?
Hey.
You will get through this.
You okay?
I'm coming in.
Lynn.
You're gonna get through this.
- Do you really think so? - Yes.
I swear, Aeryn, I have the most horrible feeling.
And I can't get it out of my head.
Of course you do,
because you are a kind, sweet, and emotional person.
And this is a terrible situation.
But you're gonna make it. I know you will.
Do you really think so?
Yes, I do.
Besides, you still have to prove me wrong.
About?
About Adam being out of your league.
I'm sorry.
I was just... I was just being jealous.
He's not.
- Promise. - Yes, I promise.
I mean...
You do look absolutely terrible though.
Oh, my God, I look terrible.
You need to get yourself together, okay?
Aeryn, I'm so sorry we fought.
I don't know what I'd do without you.
So am I.
You have to get yourself cleaned up. We have passengers.
- Will you get my makeup bag? - Yes.
Thanks.
Oh, God.
Hey, man, what's in that briefcase?
This...
It's my personal business.
Don't worry about what's in this briefcase.
Open the damn briefcase!
Leave me alone.
You open that briefcase or I'll crack your fucking head open!
Leave me alone! Somebody get this guy away from me.
Get your hands off me.
Hey. Hey, hey. Come on, you.
Smokey, don't make me cuff you.
You ask that bastard what's in his briefcase.
What do you care what's in the briefcase?
- He guards it like... - It's no one's business what's in this briefcase.
Come on, come on, get up. Get up.
Get up, get in your own seat, and stay there.
Stay there.
No one's gonna take your briefcase, Mr. Simms, okay?
Just want to make sure you're gonna be all right now.
I can help myself.
You just mind your own business.
Whatever you say.
Stay in your seat.
I got it, I got it.
Got it?
What's going on?
- This isn't good. - I've got it, I've got it.
- Okay. - I'm sorry.
- Is she okay? - Oh, my God.
- It's coming for us too. - No.
It won't stop until it gets us.
Shh. We're gonna be okay. Okay? I promise you.
We're gonna be okay. We're gonna make it out of here.
You promise?
You fucking promise?
- Your promises aren't worth shit. - No.
We're going to be okay. I swear to God, okay?
- You two are all right? - Yeah.
She just had a bit of a start.
Yeah, just had a bit of a start.
Frank's gone.
I got to get back there.
Are you gonna be okay?
- Yeah. - Yeah.
- Okay. - Okay.
Let's get your makeup fixed, okay? We got passengers.
Let's get my makeup fixed. We got passengers.
You were right. Any of us could have been taken next.
We were so focused on the plane that I didn't take you serious,
- but I'm taking you serious now. - Good.
You know, I'm sorry. You look like a kid.
Are you sure you know how to land a plane?
I'm a pilot too. Trust me, I can.
But we got to discuss the possibility that I if can't, or, I mean,
if I'm not here to land it.
Okay.
Okay, let's go through this once and repeat it back to me.
The plane is on autopilot, and once we reach London,
they can take it into control from there and land it if need be.
But you have to be here to release the autopilot
and put into their control.
- Do you understand? - I understand.
- But you're gonna show me how all this works, right? - Yeah.
Sweetheart, try to focus.
I'm getting worried about you, okay?
Try to focus. Getting worried about you.
Okay, stop repeating everything I'm saying! I need you right now.
Stop repeating what you're saying. I'm really freaking you out.
Goddammit.
What am I gonna do?
What is happening here, Rochelle?
I don't know.
You think there's something on this plane?
Like something real?
Something that has Mark and the others?
Honestly, I don't know.
Do you think that Mark could still be alive?
Of course. But we're not gonna know until we get to London, okay?
London, yeah.
I forgot.
London was my idea for a honeymoon.
Mark didn't want to fly.
He wanted to drive to Florida.
If I would have listened to him, he'd still be here with me.
I honestly don't think location has anything to do with this.
Um, you ladies doing all right?
Well, we're very confused, and we have a lot of unanswered questions.
Could you do me a favor and come up front to talk with Aeryn and I?
Of course.
- I'm bringing Aeryn. - Okay.
What am I gonna do?
I can't just sit around waiting for one of us to disappear.
I don't know what the hell to do.
Anybody have any ideas?
Anyone?
I'm scared to death.
I don't know what to say, but whatever this is, it's not human.
It's not natural. So...
I don't have any answers. All I know is that me,
I'm just hoping and praying 'cause that's all that I've got.
I understand. And I agree that this very well may not be human, but...
- What do you think, anything? - Well, not human, not of this world,
it opens up a realm of possibilities.
I mean, when I think of mythological history
- or mysterious disappearances... - Wait a minute.
How are you staying so calm? Everybody's freaking out but you.
Which question do you want an answer to?
Why I'm not a blithering idiotic female,
or what might or might not be happening here?
I'm sorry. Go ahead, what's your theory?
I think we're dealing with an evil spirit, a demonic presence,
or Death itself.
Do you really believe these things?
I don't know what I believe. I've studied extensively, but I'm not sure.
Okay, well...
I don't, okay?
And I... I just want this stuff, this shit to stop, all right?
I just want to go home right now.
- I want this to stop. I want to go home. - Calm down, Aeryn.
Aeryn, take it easy.
Come here, come here.
You're gonna be okay. You're gonna be okay.
Listen to me, take a moment, all right?
Just take a moment and breathe.
Go back and sit with Lynn. All right?
Everything's gonna be all right. Calm down.
Go on then, go ahead. Go, go, go.
Hey, sweetheart, can I get that drink?
She's freaking out. Everybody's scared.
And I got to be honest, I don't believe in this supernatural bullshit,
but I don't see any other choice.
So, I'm listening. What do you got?
I just want to be clear.
I'm not sure I believe this,
but it does remind me of something I read about Death's sense of humor.
Death has a sense of humor? What does that mean?
Well, about 500 years ago, there was a ship in the Mediterranean.
It said it had about 60 men aboard.
Now, Death knew the ship was going to be swallowed up by the storm
in three days' time.
So Death decided to have a little fun
and torturously take each soul one by one.
He laughed at the survivors as they were searching for the dead.
Now, it's said that Death's laugh can be heard by all the survivors
and it created such severe fear that many of them jumped overboard.
This is a creepy story.
It's not finished.
See, Death made a mistake.
There was a survivor, and he lived to tell the story.
Now, it's said he ran from Death's wrath the rest of his life.
And you think that's what's happening on this plane?
- I don't know. - How do you run from Death?
Well, if the story's right, Death makes mistakes.
But we're also on a plane, so I don't think we can exactly jump overboard.
So the bottom line is, whether it's a demon or Death itself,
we just have to wait it out.
That's a big help. I feel so much better.
Death is here. It's on board this plane,
and it's coming after every one of us.
What are you talking about?
It swallows its victims. It devours them.
And they live in its hell forever.
Let go of me.
Your man knows what I'm talking about.
Death destroyed his perverted little soul.
And you, my little bitch, are next.
I'm not your little bitch.
Stay the hell away from me.
That crazy bastard with the suitcase told me Death's here and I'm next.
- I'm sorry. - Asshole.
- Are you okay? - I'm gonna talk to him.
No, no, I'm feeling much better. I can take care of myself.
Well, I'm glad you're feeling better.
Do you know what it wants yet?
No, that's what we were working on. But you called it "it."
Do you have some idea of what it is now?
Can I get a drink? This is my damn honeymoon.
Marshal, you asked me a question.
I think there's something on this plane,
and I have a strong feeling that it is laughing at us.
Well, what do you feel it is, Penny?
I don't know exactly.
But when Mark was taken, I could feel an evil.
And I felt an evil so strong, it's still in my bones.
- Here you go, sweetie. Mm-hmm. - Thank you.
And I still feel it.
Do you think maybe the loss of your husband...
No, Marshal, I don't.
Drink up. You'll feel better.
Marshal, my father was a very evil, sadistic man.
And I felt his evilness my entire childhood.
This evil is so much worse.
Sweetheart, how about that damn drink?
How's she doing?
She's doing fine, considering.
Do me a favor.
Could you just sit with her? Can I trust you to do that?
Yeah. I got her, I promise.
Okay.
Why don't you have another drink to take back to your seat?
- Okay, thank you. Thanks. - Of course.
Thanks.
Can I make a suggestion?
I'm listening. What do you got?
This is gonna sound so stupid. Um...
Seatbelts. Everyone that was taken wasn't wearing their seatbelt at the time.
I don't understand. What is that gonna do?
I'm saying that the passengers can belt themselves to the seat.
Again, I don't understand. What's the point?
You think that if they're belted in,
they can't be taken or disappear? Is that it?
I'm just suggesting that it's worth a try.
- I'm in. - You're right.
You're right. It can't hurt. Give it a try.
Get them all belted in.
Come on, come on, come on.
Oh, no.
- I'm talking to David. - Fine.
It's okay. I got you, kiddo.
Can you hear it?
What am I supposed to hear?
It's calling me. It's calling my name.
Smokey, it's coming for me. I can feel it coming for me.
- Listen to me. Listen to me. - No. I can hear it calling my name.
Nothing is going to take you. You're safe with me.
Promise? Smokey, I don't want to die. Please don't let it have me.
You have my word, sweetheart.
Thank you.
Okay. I need you all to put on your safety belts, please.
- What is going on here? - Stay seated, please. Thank you.
I need you to put on your safety belt, please, thank you.
What do you mean? It's already...
- I need you to sit down, please. - Hey, hey, relax.
Thank you. Please put your seat belt on. Thank you.
The captain has asked for us to all put on our safety belts.
- Well... - Thank you. I need you to put your belt on and stay seated.
Okay, okay.
It'll be okay. It's gonna be okay.
Put your safety belt on.
I want her belted in. Thank you.
Don't worry, you're safe with me. Nothing's gonna take you.
Thank you. All the way, all the way.
Put your belt on.
Thank you.
Thank you. Everyone, stay calm. All right?
Aeryn, she has a theory that if you stay buckled in,
you can't be taken or disappear.
You think that's gonna work?
I have no fucking idea, man.
It's as good as any, huh?
I have never been through a situation like this in my entire life.
I just wish Frank would have turned this plane around when it first happened.
I know, but Frank's not here.
- And I got to talk to you about something pretty serious. - Tell me.
I'm concerned about one of the passengers.
This Nero Simms.
The guy has his briefcase that he's just crazy about.
He holds on to it like for dear life.
Now in general, he's paranoid, but about this briefcase,
he's dangerously, dangerously paranoid.
- Do you think he's hiding something? - I know he is.
I just don't know if it applies to our current situation.
Well, just open the damn thing up.
I don't have the authority to do that.
I need the captain's approval to search a passenger.
Well, I'm the captain now, and you have my approval.
And that man has no rights.
I'll take care of it.
Can you do me a favor?
Can you send in Aeryn? I need a drink.
- Martini, right? - Double.
Mr. Simms,
I want to talk to you.
Mr. Simms, open your eyes.
Mr. Simms, the captain has given me authority to search your briefcase.
No, no, no, no.
I have to search your bag.
This is none of your business.
Let go!
No, I'm not gonna calm down, okay?
Where is the captain?
I want to talk to the captain.
Bring the captain out.
Get the captain out here now.
That was quick. I guess he didn't put up much of a struggle.
No, he's gone.
I tried to take the briefcase from him so I could search it, right?
And the lights started flickering, and... pfft, he was gone.
I was really close to it. It was... It creeped me out.
I could hear him scream.
Hey. Excuse me. Excuse me.
Everyone needs to put their seatbelts on.
- Put your seatbelts on. - You need to tell the pilot to land.
There's a screwdriver behind in the bookshelf there if you look.
Okay.
We are... We are all...
I know you're frustrated. So am I. Sit down.
What is it?
What the hell is it?
It's a book.
It's a goddamn book and a crucifix, a ceremonial dagger.
The...
The Grimoire of Pope Honorius.
What the hell is going on?
- Everybody needs to stay calm. - Calm down, guys.
Freaking out is not gonna solve anything.
What are you reading, Greek?
No, that's not Greek, that's...
It's like Germanic or English, Old English.
This is a book of magic.
- Just tell us what's going on. - Sit down.
- We're landing. - We want an explanation.
- Just tell us something. - We're landing.
Just tell us something, please.
This is magic.
You think it has anything to do with what's been going on?
Penny!
Mark?
Ma'am, listen, I'm sorry, but we're scared to death.
- You need to tell us something, please. - We're all scared.
Mark.
- Penny! - Mark!
Mark!
Oh, God.
Sorry about that, folks. I want everybody to remain seated.
Please put on your seatbelt, okay? We just hit a bit of turbulence,
but we should be okay now.
Okay.
Hey, Smokey.
I told you you'd be here.
Thank you. You've been so nice to me.
- Okay. - Thank you.
Thanks for being so nice to me.
Hey, uh... you know, I was thinking.
Is anyone else finding it odd that Adam keeps going and talking to the pilots?
Does anyone else feel like it's strange?
Not at all.
Well, last I'd seen, Adam had his hands on Nero,
and suddenly he has his briefcase and Nero's gone.
Personally, I'm concerned.
What was your name again?
- Rochelle? - Yeah.
Excuse me.
Look, man, I've been watching you this whole time.
It's your kind of people that cause problems on planes like this.
I know what you're doing.
You gonna be like the rest of those racists and stereotype me
- because I have a turban on my head? - Yes.
Look, I've been subjugated all my life, and I'm sure it will happen again.
It's most unfortunate.
If anything, I'll be here to help you all.
And if I was a terrorist, no one would be disappearing.
This plane would be blown out of the sky.
What's he reading?
Some kind of magic book he got in the briefcase.
He hasn't lifted his head since he's been reading it.
Why don't you let Rochelle look at that?
She seems to understand all that supernatural stuff.
I don't need anyone to read to me.
- Touchy much? - I'm not touchy. I'm trying to read Old English and Germanic.
This might even be magical text.
My God, is that how we talk to each other now?
Look, the best I can figure is this pope
learned how to conjure up demons to do his bidding.
Demons? Are we really talking about this garbage?
When you can come up with a better idea, why don't you let us know?
The pope was conjuring up a specific demon
that would dole out death and destruction for him
named Choronzon.
But Choronzon...
He thought he could control him because Choronzon would kill for him.
But there would be a lot of collateral damage as well.
Do you think Mr. Simms called out a demon to harm someone on the plane?
Okay, I'll play along to this.
Now, if Simms called it up, why would it kill him?
Maybe he lost control of the demon.
Or he wanted to kill himself and take everyone on board with him.
The real question is, could something in that book somehow protect us?
What if the book is meaningless?
I mean, after all, it is a crazy guy's book.
- Well, that's the only thing that we have to go on. - Aeryn, please.
I'm trying to find the answer to these questions in the book.
So, Aeryn, please, go in the back and keep an eye on all those people, all right,
while I continue to study this.
- Where's Adam? - He's in the cockpit.
Simms had some kind of book on magic.
Adam says that may be the key to explaining what's going on.
Magic?
What kind of magic?
I don't know. Something about a pope.
I'll be a son of a bitch.
The Grimoire of Pope Honorius.
Yeah.
Yeah, he said it was a demon.
Choronzon.
How do you even know this?
Sweetie, in my line of work, you see all kinds of crazy shit.
I used to date a black witch for two years.
Man, her heart was black as tar, but boy, could she...
- Okay. - We got the picture.
Um, okay.
So, I'm gonna take you to Adam, okay?
You gonna be okay?
This is good.
Where did you say you met her?
A long, long time ago on tour.
Adam. Adam.
I brought an expert on black magic.
I'm no expert. But I might know something.
Can you read this stuff?
Tower control, this is Falcon Air flight 88.
Do you copy?
Yeah. I remember this.
That makes you an expert.
Tower control, this is Falcon Air flight 88. Do you copy?
Mayday, mayday.
You have the briefcase? Did you happen to find a cross and a dagger in there?
How the hell would you know that?
Lucky guess. Give me a minute or two.
Oh, God.
Everybody put your seatbelts on.
Mayday, mayday.
He's gone.
- David's gone. - Oh, my God.
Lynn.
Aeryn, it skipped me.
It skipped me. It didn't take me.
I'm sure it wanted me. I'm sure it was coming for me, but it didn't take me.
The seatbelt, the seatbelt, it worked.
David's gone.
What?
No, not David. He was such a good man.
He had such a good heart.
It's not fair. Why would it take him?
I don't know. I don't know.
I'm sorry.
Listen to me.
This is very important.
Choronzon is very dangerous.
Aleister Crowley, a famous magician,
damn near lost his life trying to conjure him.
This fucking thing is a shapeshifter.
It can appear as anything or anyone at any given time. This thing controls its mind.
Wait a minute, what exactly is a shapeshifter?
When Crowley tried to summon him, this thing appeared as a woman,
a bird, all kinds of different things, even Crowley himself.
Well, how the hell do I know who I'm dealing with here?
Man, I suggest that you trust nobody.
How do we kill it?
I think the best way to do it is just to rid ourselves of it.
Okay, first thing we got to do is get someone in this pilot seat.
- You want me to get Aeryn? - No, no, no, I got someone else in mind.
- Oh, no, no, no, no. - Not you, it's not you.
Gather this stuff up. Get in the back. I'll meet you there in a little bit.
- But send Rochelle up. - Why her?
She doesn't seem to be shaken up by any of this disappearance, nothing.
She's like cool.
I trust her in the pilot seat.
You got it.
- Rochelle. - Yes?
Adam needs you in the cockpit.
I think we have a plan.
I know that this is bad timing, but I have to use the restroom.
I'm coming with you.
So Smokey said you needed to see me.
Are we alone at last?
- Take the pilot seat. - Excuse me?
I need somebody with a steady hand that I can depend on.
Okay.
Uh...
What do I need to do?
All right, now listen close.
The plane's on autopilot. That's this switch here.
Now autopilot will get us to London, but it won't land the plane.
- You understand? - Yes.
Okay. Air control in London is gonna contact you
when they're ready to take control of the plane.
At that moment, you flick this switch, and then this switch.
And that turns off autopilot. Okay?
Such a simple task. Why don't you just ask Aeryn?
It's simple but it actually has to be done.
- Ahh. - And you're the only one I trust to actually do it.
Everybody's very nervous back there.
You don't seem so affected. Somehow you're calm.
And I know I can rely on you.
I understand.
I won't let you down, I just...
Do you mind waiting with me for a few minutes?
Sure.
Uh...
What, uh...
Let me ask, what are you and Smokey doing?
Honestly, I'm not sure what the hell we're doing.
- You're okay, right? - Yeah.
Everything's gonna be okay.
I don't know why this is happening.
I don't either.
Hurry.
Just hurry.
Oh, God.
Aeryn, are you there?
Aeryn, open this door right now!
Smokey!
What happened?
What?
Aeryn. Aeryn's gone.
Don't let her go. Don't let her go.
- I'm in the middle of something. - I got her, I got her.
Okay.
It's okay, don't worry.
I got you. I got you.
- Everything's good. - It's not gonna be okay.
- It's all okay. It's gonna be okay. - No, it's not.
I promise you. I promise.
Don't worry about a thing. We got this.
I found an exorcism spell for houses.
It's the best I could do.
You know, maybe it's gonna work on a plane.
Give it a shot and see what happens.
Let's hope it does.
What can we do to help, Marshal?
Well, one thing, we got to work together.
The only way we're gonna survive is if we stick together.
- Good luck. - You too.
- Stay in here. - Okay.
Wait a minute, you hold the crucifix.
Put it up, point it up, towards the monster or whatever the fuck it is.
All right, I'll do the incantation.
O thou puissant prince Rhadamanthus...
...that do punish in thy perpetual prison of perplexity...
...the disobedient demons in hell...
I conjure, bind, and charge thee,
in the name of Lucifer,
that thou should punish and torment the disobedient Choronzon
until he comes corporally to my sights
and obeys my commands and charges
whatsoever I command and charge him.
Fiat, fiat, fiat, amen.
It's...
It's her.
Fly the plane, Smokey.
Be careful.
Choronzon.
God, I don't know how to fly this damn thing.
Oh, Jesus.
In the name of the puissant prince Rhadamanthus
that does punish the disobedient demons in hell,
I command thee!
Fiat, fiat, fiat, amen.
Mayday, mayday, mayday!
This is Falcon 88.
I command thee, leave this plane.
You can't command me.
I was summoned here to destroy this plane and everyone on board.
You can't stop me.
Who summoned you?
Um, my master.
I summoned you.
I'm your master. I command you.
Choronzon, I command you now.
Choronzon, most disobedient of demons, I command you now.
Adam.
You still want me.
You wanted me from the moment you met me.
Isn't that right?
You can have me, forever.
- You can be my king. - Mayday, mayday!
This is Falcon Air requesting an emergency landing.
I would rather die in peace than serve in hell as thy slave.
But you would be my king. And we will rule forever.
What's that book?
Don't read it.
Listen to me!
O Choronzon, by the virtue and power of the Elder Gods,
leave this plane.
Smokey, you promise me.
Damn the promises!
Alga, On, Tetragrammaton,
I commend thee to the deepest and darkest pit in hell
to be punished and tormented.
And by the Lord and Savior Jesus Christ,
I cast thee into the fiery pit of hell for all eternity.
In nomine Patris, Filii, et Spiritus Sancti.
Amen.
Smokey, let me do it, let me do it.
Here, hold this, hold the cross.
- We're going too fast. - Well, slow it down.
Air brake, air brake, air brake.
What can I do to help?
The landing gear, the landing gear. Here, here, here, here, here.
Come on, baby.
- I did it. - That was amazing.
Who's your hero now?
Damn.
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