What? We're not in first class?
Win the tourney, maybe on the way back.
I'd settle for coach plus.
Well, tell Mitch I'm not gonna go over five percent.
He wants nine? What is he, high?
Okay, tell him we'll give him six and a half.
Yeah, six and a half, and that's my final offer.
Yeah. Okay. Bye.
Hi. Who is this? Hello.
Oh.
He doesn't like men.
Wonder where he gets that from.
All right, come on, buddy. Eyes on where we're going.
I think we're...
Welcome aboard, son.
Skytrain A80.
Wide-body twin-jet aircraft.
Same fuselage and wing components
as the A90 variants.
Yeah, that's right.
Oh, Jem likes planes.
I can see that.
- Have a great flight. - You, too.
She's so pretty. - Thank you.
Yeah, that's a great companion.
And we are off to meet our new grandchild.
Our fifth.
Beautiful girl.
- He is. - Yeah.
This is Renee.
How full are we?
We pick up a few dozen more in L.A.
Let's close 'er up, then.
Copy that.
Wait! Wait!
Welcome aboard, and aloha.
We're not going to Hawaii. We're getting off in L.A.
Well, still, you just made it.
Must be your lucky day.
Okay, right there.
You got the window.
Um, I really don't fly well.
I-I don't like looking down from 40,000 feet.
Then don't look down.
He's coming to. Cap? - Cap, you still with us?
I'm good. Let's get back to work.
You're okay, Cap. Try not to get up.
Try not to get up, all right?
You had a close shave from a razor this big.
Left eye's normal. Right pupil's still sluggish.
Possible concussion.
Let's get him to the ER.
He's gonna kill me.
No, no, he's gonna fire me and then he's gonna kill me.
Why? You save his life.
Is that what I did?
Honestly, I-I don't really know
because I just wanted to hit the guy.
Uh, if you want, I could try to buff that out for you.
I think we're good. Let's go, let's go.
S-Stop, w-we're good.
- I-I got it. - Yeah, not to worry, Cap.
They're taking you to the hospital
just to run some routine tests.
And a four-inch hose! Copy that.
All right, let's get him in.
So I guess that makes you the acting captain.
Any orders, Cap?
All right.
As acting captain while Gerrard is incapacitated,
my first order of business is...
A dance party.
Let's go.
Next time a buzz saw comes gunning for me,
I hope you're close by.
Emmett Washington died living his purpose,
protecting and serving, taking care of his community.
And that's what he would want us to do,
to take care of each other at this terrible time.
To say a few words of remembrances, Athena Carter,
Emmett's fiancée.
Thank you.
For Emmett...
...being a police officer wasn't just a job...
...it was a calling.
Every day of his life was given to that calling.
Emmett was the one who inspired me to become a police officer.
And for that...
I am forever grateful.
Grateful that Emmett came into my life.
Grateful for his love and commitment.
Not just to me, but to the city of Los Angeles
and to this department.
The best thing we can do to honor him
is continue the work.
I will always honor Emmett.
And I will always love him.
All units, clear the air for priority traffic.
Dispatch calling 237,
Officer Washington.
This is the final call
for 237...
...Officer Emmett Washington.
Officer Washington is 10-7.
Thank you for your dedication, service and loyalty.
You can rest easy.
We have the watch from here.
I've been thinking about it.
I'm not gonna take the deal.
What?
I'm not taking the early release deal.
You make me drag my ass all the way to Arizona
and now you decided that you're not gonna cooperate?
I'm going to cooperate.
I'm just...
I'm not gonna take the deal.
Not unless I have your blessing.
I don't even know what to say to that.
You don't have to say anything.
Why don't you tell me
why men in suits are trying to kill you?
You know who Maxwell Fulton is?
Beverly Hills money manager and grade-A pedo.
Well, as of a few months ago,
I had never even heard of the guy.
The U.S. Attorneys' Office came to me with an offer.
Switch prisons, cozy up to the guy
and see if he would confide in me.
As per what we discussed,
his name is Maxwell Fulton.
We're looking for names of people he's protecting
and people who are protecting him.
Well,
getting to know Maxwell was easy enough
because everybody else in the prison had shunned the dude
because he was a child molester
I was the only one to stoop low enough to speak to him.
Delightful.
Yeah, okay, well, anyway, eventually...
Maxwell and I were like this.
And it made me sick to my stomach, a lot.
Did he name names?
Not at first.
After he got shivved, he opened up a little bit.
The Brotherhood tried to whack him.
And they did a pretty good job, too,
except Maxwell survived.
Help!
Six weeks in the infirmary...
Wake up. Wake up.
...when he came back to me,
he was an open book.
I have to tell you something,
something that nobody else knows--
in case they come at me again-- where my library is.
Everyone I ever filmed,
everyone I set a girl up with,
I put it in one place.
Maxwell said there were people on the outside
who would and could do anything
to get their hands on what he called "his library."
So he told you where he put it all, hmm?
If I tell you, then the target's on your back.
Okay. You sit tight.
I'm gonna talk to the captain,
make sure LAPD is at the gate for us.
Ma'am, we just began our descent.
If you could retake your seat.
I need to speak to the pilot. It's urgent.
I can't let you in there.
The phone is fine.
Checklist complete.
Continue descent. I'm 10-1.
This is Captain Dominguez.
Captain, there is a police sergeant here
who'd like to speak to you.
All right. I was coming in anyway.
Left turn, 30 degrees...
Traffic. Traffic. Climb. Climb.
- Pull up! - Pulling up!
Traffic. Climb. Climb.
Traffic. Traffic. Climb. Climb.
Danger. Reduce altitude.
Hey! Hey!
Danger.
Hey!
Reduce altitude.
Danger. Reduce altitude.
Reduce altitude.
What can I do? What can I do?
Reduce altitude.
Danger. Reduce altitude.
Okay.
Mayday! Mayday!
Emergency, emergency!
Keystar 63, do you read? Over.
895-Alpha, do you copy?
They were in a landing pattern and climbed suddenly,
then leveled to under 10,000 feet.
Now they're not responding.
I just lost 895-Alpha.
Light aircraft.
He said something about bees
and then dropped off the radar.
Can you repeat that? I'm having
a little trouble hearing you, ma'am.
Maybe it's because the window's open!
- Are you driving? - No.
Flying.
Keystar Flight 63
out of Phoenix.
There's been an accident!
A midair collision.
Our radio here is busted.
Can I have your name?
Athena Grant.
I need air traffic.
Air traffic,
I have LAPD Sergeant
Athena Grant, passenger on Keystar
Flight 63, putting her through to you now.
Flight 63, this is Nick Johnson, Air Traffic Control.
Are you there, Flight 63?
Again, this is Air Traffic Control, Nick Johnson.
Nick, we're in trouble up here.
We hit something.
We know, a light plane.
Yeah, not light enough.
Our captain's missing,
I'm guessing...
sucked through the hole that's...
that's in this cockpit.
There's a-a jump seat in it right now.
Who stabilized the aircraft?
Our copilot.
He's alive but unconscious.
He's in bad shape.
All right.
I need you to look on the instrument panel,
just below the windshield.
Do you see a button that says AP?
Uh... uh...
I do, yes.
- Is it lit? - Yes.
Good. Your autopilot is engaged.
Sergeant Grant, this is Amy Olson,
Air Traffic Supervisor.
We're clearing the airspace around you,
so there's nothing out your window you need to worry about.
The aircraft will stay in the sky.
Oh, that's encouraging.
For now, just sit tight, keep your phone near you.
We'll get back to you at this number
as fast as we can with a game plan.
We are rolling.
Turn off your cell phones, please.
Action!
Cap, you better give a listen here.
Help me, help me. I'm in here.
Owners said they just retiled the bathroom floor yesterday.
And no one's seen the plumber since.
Hmm. All right, everyone, stand back.
I'm gonna Roto-Rooter this guy out
the old-fashioned way.
Whoa, whoa, whoa! Can we cut?
What now?
Uh, I'm-I'm sorry, everybody.
It's just... first,
you'd never swing that thing anywhere near
where the victim might be because you could hurt him.
- I mean, you could even kill him. - Hey, tech advisor.
- Yeah. - It's a TV show, not reality.
Copy that. So, if it's a TV show
and you have to use a sledgehammer,
you want to remember that you're hitting
- into tile. - Yeah.
And sharp shards of porcelain
could come flying back at you, so you'd put your visors down
or you might go home blind.
They're not putting their visors down,
because then the audience won't see their faces.
And this is not actual porcelain.
It's plaster of paris. Not real.
But we want it to look real, don't we, Marcus?
I need my script.
- I think maybe that guy hates me. - Uh, don't worry about it.
He'll be gone by the end of the week,
off to another show, but you...
you'll still be here.
I think that's good.
Looks like the bleeding's stopped.
Blood pressure's holding.
- 95/65. - Well, he's alive.
Now I need him alive and awake.
We have a lot of injured people out here.
And another problem...
That's not good.
No. It's not.
All right.
All these people back here are getting upgraded.
Move everyone as far away
from the tear as possible.
Okay. Let's go, guys.
Go, go, go, go.
Go up. Let's go. Let's go.
Let's go. Move up. Go, go, go, go, go.
Watch your head.
If I could just have everyone's attention.
My name is Athena Grant, I'm a sergeant with the LAPD.
I've been in touch with people on the ground.
They are aware of our situation
and are working on a solution.
What is our situation?
What was that?
Our plane was involved in a midair collision.
But I'm told that we're in no danger of going down.
I know that you're all scared.
I won't tell you not to be because I am, too.
But the important thing now is that we help each other
and not panic.
Now, who has cell service?
You guys think it's weird we haven't heard from the hospital?
Nah, Presbyterian's always late this time of day.
I'll tell you what's weird.
Gerrard's not sitting in that chair
yelling at us through egg salad.
Hey, Maddie. Hey.
We're taking the 118 out of rotation for the rest of shift.
Is this about that thing with Gerrard?
- 'Cause Hen's got that covered. - No.
I have some people on the line who need to talk to you.
- To me? - To all of you.
Put me on speaker, I'll explain.
Okay.
Hey, guys, it's Maddie.
Hi, everyone. I need your help
with multiple casualties from a midair collision.
We're nowhere near the airport.
Neither are they. They're still midair.
ATC's working on bringing them down.
For now, I'm gonna patch them through to each of you
individually for triage.
Why us?
Because you're their best hope.
And because Athena's on that plane.
You've reached Bobby Nash.
I'm not available to take your call right now.
Please leave a message.
Bobby...
I love you, baby.
Please, tell me you've come up with a plan.
I've got some hurting people up here.
We think we have, Sergeant.
Okay. I'd love to hear it.
You're gonna land the plane.
I'm gonna land the plane?
That is not a great plan.
We've contacted a flight instructor.
He's on his way here.
He'll coach you through it.
Coach me through it?!
He's actually done this many times.
When?
With students. On a flight simulator.
It's essentially the same thing.
Except on a simulator,
when you make a mistake, you get another chance.
There are people on this plane!
And you're gonna get them all home safely.
You know, there's something else that you should know.
There's a hole in the plane. Another one.
In the back. A piece of the plane that hit us
is sticking right through the roof.
You should move people away from that if you can.
Already done. Terrific.
Then you-you should be fine.
Should we evacuate the airport?
Maybe.
No, no! You listen to me.
You come near her again, and I mean even the same state,
you even glance in her direction, and I will know.
And the next time you happen to lower your guard
just for one moment,
just know that I'm gonna take that moment to end your bloody,
pathetic lif--
Hello, Bobby, mate.
Sandy, Sandy, I've got to call you back,
darling, yes. Somebody's, uh,
just shown up.
All right, darling. Toodle-oo. Bye.
- You good? Okay. - Yeah, yeah, yeah. I was just, uh...
- Doing a scene? - Yeah, yeah, yeah.
- But not for this. Sit down. - Yeah. All right.
Not for this. Been rehearsing for a play.
- Okay. - Yeah, I wrote it.
Uh, I cowrote it. That was my writing partner.
Have you seen the movie Platoon?
Platoon?
Is that with, uh, Wilford Brimley
at the retirement center and the aliens take him away?
That's Cocoon. Platoon's--
Vietnam. Oliver Stone. Yeah.
I remember, I just, I was making a joke.
Oh, the deadpan, seen-it-all irony kind of thing.
Yeah. Yeah, I'm gonna use that.
So, Platoon?
Anyway, yeah. So, uh...
Before the cast went to the Philippines
- to film the movie, right? - Right.
- Charlie Sheen. - Yeah.
- Willem Dafoe. - Right.
And, uh, yeah, a really young Johnny Depp.
- Oh, yeah. Depp. - Well...
They all got to work with a real-life drill sergeant...
- Right. Yeah. - Right? For two or three weeks.
And it really helped them feel like
what it feels like to be in the jungle.
- Right, right. Yeah. - So it really, really helped
with their performance and everything.
Yeah.
Oh, so you want to do that but with firefighting?
- Yes, exactly. Exactly. - Yeah.
A weekend up in the mountains, just the men.
You know, or we just could do it at my place in Malibu.
Uh, but yeah, anyway, you can be
the, uh, drill sergeant and I don't know, like,
berate us to your heart's content.
Well, I love berating people.
This is disgusting!
I'll have a think on it.
You take your time, it's all right.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, you mull it over.
- I'm gonna mull it. Okay. - Yeah, yeah. Amazing.
Oh, oh-oh. Bobby, Bobby, Bobby.
Yeah, yeah, just one more idea, all right?
I think that my character should use a catch phrase.
- All right? So you can imagine... - Yeah.
All the bells are going off,
we're running to our firetruck and everything,
and then I stand there and I say something like,
"Let's saddle up, boys."
- Yeah. - What'd you think? Did you like it?
It's got a real Western flavor.
Oh, my God, that is exactly what I thought.
I'm gonna try it.
All right, we're back in.
Uh...
Bobby Nash.
He's the technical advisor on your show.
I-I don't care if you're rolling, okay?
It's an emergency. It's several emergencies.
Okay, just pack the leg with ice, it'll reduce the swelling.
I need you to make sure
that there's nothing obstructing his airways.
She hit the roof of the cabin?
Is she talking?
Sort of.
Breathe, Donna. We're right here with you, hon.
Chimney, I think her leg's broken.
And why would you think that?
Well, for one, it's crooked!
Right. Okay. Did you come with a carry-on today?
No, I'm traveling light.
Then find one.
We're making a splint.
Hey!
Does anyone have a carry-on?
I need to make a splint.
I have something.
How's his blood pressure?
BP's holding.
But he's still unconscious.
And I think I have
some smelling salts. No!
Absolutely not. He's stable, just keep monitoring him.
Tia, describe his breathing to me.
It's like quick, short breaths.
He started flipping out when the oxygen masks
- came down. - Okay.
I think this may be a panic attack.
We're just, we're gonna coach him
through some breathing, okay?
Hey.
I got you.
We're gonna do some breathing together, okay?
Yeah, okay.
Here! Here! Here.
Okay, I got a handle.
Okay, put the handle under her leg
and find something to support it.
Give me a magazine!
Sergeant Grant. - Yeah?
The flight instructor's here.
Okay. Sergeant,
my name is Jimmy Hadley,
I'm your flight instructor.
I've graduated hundreds of students
from my flight school, from pro athletes to grandmas.
I am very familiar with the aircraft that you are in.
We are gonna do just fine.
- You all strapped in? - Yeah.
Okay, I'm gonna let you know what we're gonna do here.
You have burned quite a bit of fuel going over the ocean.
- That's a problem. - No, actually, that's good.
The lighter you are, the easier it's gonna be to land her.
So, I'm gonna bring you back here in a nice big arc
and give you lots of time
to make it easier to handle her on your run up to the airport.
But...
the first thing we got to do is turn you around.
How do we do that?
We're going to change your heading
to left turn three-six-zero.
That doesn't tell me anything.
I want you
to look up at the top row of your instrument panel,
just below the windscreen.
- You see it? - Yeah, I do, I do.
Okay, good. You see the displays there?
The ones with the numbers in it?
You want the one with the current heading.
Which the hell one is that?
This one.
It's the one that reads--
"Two-six-zero"?
Very good. Head of the class.
Now you see the dial that's underneath it?
I want you to turn it left
until it reads,
"three-six-zero."
Okay. Got it. Now what?
Now you relax.
Congratulations, you just turned a jetliner around.
- That's it? - For now.
What do you mean? How long does it take to shoot a scene?
Okay, you guys are doing great.
Did you find anything to hold it together?
Yeah, we got some neckties!
Okay, perfect. What I want you to do is I want you
to tie it around so it's secure,
but not too tight that it restricts blood flow.
I'm sorry, Coach.
Hey. We are going to that tournament.
And no matter what, you are still
- team captain, okay? - Uh-huh.
Chimney!
Her leg's swelling up really bad!
Uh, feel around her ankle.
Can you find her pulse?
- I got one! - Okay, good.
I need you to keep checking for it.
What happens if I can't feel it?
Then we worry.
Exhale.
Two, three, four.
Hold...
Hen, I don't think this is helping.
He's still having trouble breathing?
Yeah. And his lips, they're turning blue.
All right, Tia, I don't think this is a panic attack.
Yeah, me, neither.
He's coughing pink goo.
That would be bloody sputum.
Okay, when the plane climbed, you said he was on oxygen?
No, he broke his mask.
Okay, I think he has
high-altitude pulmonary edema.
Mountain climbers get it, it's fluid in the lungs,
- drowning him from the inside out. - What do we do?
Normal treatment would be to get him
to the ground, but since that's not happening anytime soon,
can you, can you reach one of those O2 masks?
Hen, the oxygen's not working.
Okay, then we need something stronger.
Something that will keep his blood vessels dilated,
carrying the fluid out of his lungs.
I have an idea.
Attention!
Does anybody here have erectile dysfunction?
Is anybody carrying sildenafil?
E.D. meds.
A man's life depends on it.
Me.
Okay, how swollen is it now?
Everything under her knee,
it's all gone pale.
All right, I need you to carefully
remove the splint and feel
for her pulse.
Ow!
Nothing. I can't feel it.
So, what does that mean?
It's called compartment syndrome.
Pressure's building up, stopping blood flow.
If we don't relieve it soon, she could lose her leg
- or even worse. - Well, how do we do that?
- How do we relieve it? - We're gonna do
what's called a fasciotomy.
A what?
You're gonna cut it open.
We need something razor-sharp.
Airplane cutlery will not work.
Has to be razor-sharp.
We all went through security.
There is nothing razor-sharp.
I can make a blade.
Get me a toothbrush
and a cigarette lighter.
Can you take my dog? Yeah, yeah.
Thank you.
Okay. Open wide.
How is he supposed to swallow them when he's out cold?
Rub his throat, like with my dog? Do not.
Do not. He-he could choke.
We have to find some other way to give him this medication.
Hi. Me again.
Now we're looking for a nebulizer.
So, if anybody has asthma or--
I packed one.
For my COPD.
You two.
Really coming through.
Perks of being geriatric, dear.
You're making a prison shiv.
Where did you learn how to do that?
Where do you think?
All right, now, when you have the powder,
mix it with water in the reservoir.
Okay, doing it.
Okay.
Now what?
Turn it on and pray I'm right.
Okay. Come on.
Come on.
He's waking up.
Did you just save me?
I... I guess I did.
All right, keep him on the neb.
Let the pills do their job.
And find a blanket and put it over his legs.
What's the blanket for?
Modesty.
Right.
Okay, that's sharp.
And sterilized.
Here.
Me? - Yeah.
I've never shivved anyone.
Well, neither have I.
Somebody!
- Somebody! - Okay.
All right. What do I do?
Okay, I need you to cut
through to the muscle, half inch deep.
Start below the knee, on the inside of her leg.
Okay, okay, okay.
Oh, God!
Is it supposed to make a pop?
Yes, now cut down to her ankle.
It's just like slicing a sausage.
Hang in there, Donna!
It-it feels better.
You cut my leg open and it feels better.
How's the color?
It's coming back!
It's pink.
And I can feel a pulse.
There we go. Good job, team.
Good job, guys.
Who are you here with?
My dad.
Does he know you're up here?
He's helping a lady.
You two going to Hawaii on vacation?
It's my mom's birthday.
She live out there?
We lost Jem's mom a couple years ago,
so we like to do things she liked to do.
You know, to celebrate.
Come on, Jem.
We need to get back to our seats.
Hey, thanks for the assist.
No problem.
Now that's just terrifying.
How's everybody doing back there?
They're all alive.
Your friends on the ground saw to it.
Hey, speaking of ground,
the powers that be know how they're gonna get us there yet?
Yeah, they got a plan.
They want me to land the plane.
Uh-huh.
I appreciate the vote of confidence.
Hey!
Listen.
If anybody on this thing can do it,
I'd put my money on you.
But in the event things don't go like we'd like it,
maybe we should call down there and let someone else know
where Fulton's black book is.
Just in case we don't make it.
You got somebody you trust?
Yeah, I do.
I just haven't been able to get ahold of him.
You know,
I always thought the support dog thing was BS,
but there's something to it.
Where's the steward?
I'd like a ginger ale.
I think they've suspended cabin service, dear.
Guys, I know it's scary,
and... I know my leg is really gross.
But we adapt, right?
We got this.
We're gonna be okay.
Janowitz, I want that report on my desk in the morning.
And spell-checked this time.
Captain Maynard, a word.
I thought you two were at LAX, picking up your prisoner.
We were.
One tiny little problem.
Our prisoner wasn't on his flight.
Nor was your Sergeant Grant.
So, we'd really appreciate it if we could have a moment.
Any information you might have on...
Where the hell they both might be right now.
You sure you went to the right gate?
Yes, we went to the right gate and to the right airport.
But maybe we didn't pick the right cop for the job.
You didn't pick her, remember?
Dennis Jenkins did.
Let me try her cell.
We did that already, numerous times.
- It always goes straight to-- - Voicemail.
Captain Maynard?
Do we have to emphasize to you just how serious
this matter is?
Oh, I'm perfectly aware of what's at stake.
Maybe you aren't,
because if Dennis Jenkins isn't delivered to us
cuffed and in one piece
- within the hour-- - What?
You'll take Sergeant Grant's badge?
Not just hers.
Gentlemen,
I am certain there is a perfectly simple
explanation for what's happened.
And whatever situation Athena finds herself in
with Dennis Jenkins,
I am 100% positive she has it under control.
Sergeant Grant, what's happening up there?
That hole in the back of the plane,
it just got bigger.
Airspeed dropping to 220 knots.
It's 210 now.
Descending to 9,000 feet.
No, no, Jem, no. Don't.
I can help.
Okay, okay. Go.
Descending to 8,200 feet.
They're falling out of the sky.
Talk to me, people.
What the hell is happening?
It's the breach in the fuselage.
All the wind in the cabin is creating drag.
It's slowing you down and it's pulling you down.
Tell me how to stop it.
You have to speed up.
Sorry, he insisted.
Sir, return to your seat, please.
And you, buckle up.
We're all safer with him here.
I can do this, Dad.
I love you.
Okay?
I love you.
Getting bumpy, ATC.
Okay, we need to add 30% more thrust to compensate.
Find the lever, push it forward
How far?
All the way.
Keep going until the indicator shows 250.
Now, the nose is gonna want to pitch up,
but the autopilot is going to compensate.
Autopilot disconnected.
The autopilot just checked out.
It's the drag.
You need to nose down manually,
but just five degrees.
How do I do that?
Okay, you see that thing that looks like a joystick?
Well, it works like one, too.
But you have to be very gentle.
I've got it.
ATC, we're level with the horizon.
250 knots. You can put that back now.
Good job.
Uh, Sergeant Grant, is there someone in the cockpit with you?
I just picked up a copilot.
Say hello, Jem.
Hello.
Is that a kid?
Whoever it is,
she's very lucky to have him. That was very close.
- At least it's still in the sky. - Barely.
With this continued drag on that compromised fuselage,
the whole thing could fall apart at any moment.
We need to get them on the ground immediately.
All outbound flights have been grounded.
Everything incoming has been diverted.
Then there's only one thing left to do.
All companies in LAX Battalion 4
respond to runway south. Full aircraft assignment.
Task Force 118, Rescue 118,
Stations 119, 133,
prepare for emergency touchdown
That's like half the department.
Buck!
We have a call.
I'll meet you guys at LAX.
Where are you going?
To find Bobby.
Keystar 63, you are now entering the approach environment
- for SoCal radar control. - What does that mean?
Means it's time to discuss
initial descent procedures. Are you ready?
Do I have a choice?
Sergeant Grant, we've cleared
the entire LAX airspace and runways.
You'll have it all to yourself.
We'll be in your ear every step of the way.
Okay. Okay, ATC, let's do this.
While we still have a plane to land.
Sergeant!
You're gonna want to see this.
God, what now?
Hold on, sir.
We're gonna get you out of that toilet.
Cap, I see him.
All right.
That's lunch!
Hey. Hey, Bobby. Bobby...
- Hey. Hey, Brad. - Do you have a second?
Oh, you were great in that last scene, yeah.
Oh, really? Did you think so, really?
- Yeah, compelling stuff. - Hey, I was wondering,
did you have a chance to think about what we talked about?
I did, but I want to think about it some more.
Right now, I got to check in with my wife.
- Well, happy wife, happy life. - You said it.
And in my case, wives. Five.
- You must be a happy guy. - Yeah.
What we know so far is this:
the airliner collided with a smaller aircraft
on its descent into L.A., and was badly damaged.
Bobby...
I love you, baby.
The latest breaking news
on the ongoing crisis in the sky.
No word yet on what became of that other aircraft,
but the wide-body, reportedly,
is being piloted now by a passenger.
Did they say where that flight took off from?
Bobby!
Oh, you've got to be kidding me.
Bobby! Bobby!
Athena's on that flight, isn't she?
- She's flying it. - Of course she is.
What else would she be doing?
Central dispatched, like, every company in the city
to LAX for an emergency landing.
- All right, where's your car? - It's this way.
Streets were jammed. Took me forever to get here.
All right, we're taking that.
Seriously?
Yeah, seriously. Get in, let's go.
All right, boys.
Let's saddle up.
Brad...
Whatever.
He started mumbling, and then he sat up.
How you feeling?
Kind of bloated, actually.
My leg hurts.
I'm just glad you're alive.
And more than a little glad that you're awake.
Captain Dominguez?
- Any other casualties? - No.
Some injuries, but we just kept her in the air
just waiting for you.
Does anyone know where we are?
Yeah, we just crossed into SoCal radar control.
Who turned the plane around?
- I did. - You a pilot?
LAPD field sergeant.
Wow, but I should probably take over.
Yeah, I think we'd all prefer that, yeah.
ATC, you getting all of this?
Copy that.
We've got a licensed pilot on board.
A conscious one, that is.
You made it back to the party just in time.
Sergeant, I can't
tell you what a relief that is for us here on the ground.
And us in the sky, too.
All right. Okay, help me up.
Wait. Wait.
- Are you okay? - Yeah.
Yeah. Just let...
let me get my--
What's happening?
Get him on the floor!
I think he's having a heart attack.
No pulse!
Starting compressions!
Come on! Come on!