What do you say?
It's so beautiful...
It isn't always.
What do you mean?
Fahrenheit?
Right behind you.
What's that?
This plane will pursue us.
We can't fight back. Sounds familiar?
- Engage hostilities.
Roger.
It's just an exercise. You know you won't die.
Okay, I get the message, Marchelli.
Jesus...
I get the message!
Let's head back.
Are you okay?
Now you know what my partner went through.
Except you got the safe, VIP treatment.
So drop the blackmail.
See you at the hearing.
Jeff!
Look after the lady.
You listen to me now!
Intelligence reports the presence of dormant terrorist cells.
They're in places that would terrify you.
The Mirage 2000 incident
hints at their presence among our pilots.
I can't tell the hearing that.
I have a tough mission and you're the only one I can trust.
I came to tell you that.
But you can go to hell!
Welcome to Civvy Street!
Salon de Provence Airbase
Vallois first, then Marchelli.
Marchelli!
Captain Marchelli, sir.
Please remain standing to hear Colonel Farje's report.
Riesling sent us there.
The counter-order came too late.
That order was to abort.
That was impossible.
My partner was under attack.
Two to one?
Despite Special Missions' claim, the pilot had orders to fight.
Captain,
can you prove that?
Go on, captain.
General,
perhaps someone aware of the mission
tried to commandeer it.
Captain Marchelli,
this board doesn't deal in theories
but in hard facts.
Colonel Farje?
Ignition of a Magic 2 missile
necessarily and instantly creates a puff of smoke.
The expert's report says so.
No smoke. The analysis...
of your flight data shows no use of weaponry
against you or your team-mate.
That's impossible.
This footage must have been tampered with!
General,
someone is covering up the theft of an armed combat fighter!
General,
Captain Marchelli's words are so serious
that I request time to investigate this.
That won't be necessary.
The board concludes that you chose
to ignore the order to abort,
losing us a plane and its pilot.
You are dismissed from the Air Force
and returned to civilian life while awaiting penal proceedings.
Well?
Shit...
They fired you.
Wait!
Corporal!
You're a pilot, son.
Who goes there?
Are you with the unit, captain?
No, sergeant.
I'm afraid you'll have to leave.
I know.
Royan - 3 months later
110 knots. Is this junkjammed?
120 knots...
It's not jammed. I'm bored shitless here.
Stop! That's okay.
There'll be no flying today.
Do the oil-change.
You're not going to do it?
Of course I am.
If it rains, we see to the planes.
If it's sunny, we fly.
Call this flying?
Look at you. You're an elevator attendant!
You take guys up, you come back down, take some more up...
In mine, I could step out to pee!
No, this isn't flying.
Before, we'd open up the throttle
and see the sun every day.
That's flying.
Not this.
Why has every airline blacklisted us? Isn't that fishy?
We've had it, okay.
I don't care. I have all I need here:
Sky, air and time to forget.
Split if you want.
Sure I will.
I didn't think you'd come.
How is he?
In a bad way.
You convinced him he killed a pilot.
Can I help you?
No, I'm here to help you.
Here's how it stands.
Tony was right.
You were fooled but wouldn't tell the hearing that.
Can you keep a secret?
I owe you that for coming.
Maybe the pilot wasn't Barth.
We need the wreckage to ascertain that.
No one learns to fly a 2000 on the Net.
There can't be more than a handful of guys.
We've watched them since 9-11.
Outside the armed forces, there are 25 in Europe.
One of them went missing after the Farnborough incident.
Whose side are you on?
You have to trust me.
Will that be enough?
It'll have to be.
Just a second.
Tony, you have a visitor.
Don't be pigheaded, please.
Enough.
I sent for her so give her five minutes, okay?
Okay, but only five.
I'm sorry about what happened.
You treated me as an enemy.
You were wrong. I tried to warn you.
Are you going to sulk and fly that crate forever?
What a hero!
Here.
Thanks for the clothes.
My offer still stands.
Play straight with me.
I think the cannonball is at risk.
They won't fail this time.
I only have suspicions. Help me to confirm them.
Will you drive me back?
No.
That's the main outline. Now meet your teammates.
Send them in.
The government requires prior resignation from pilots.
You'll be reinstated on return for services rendered.
All right.
I must be dreaming!
You're not.
Something wrong?
Yes, I think Captain Kass represents a danger for this mission.
This isn't Orange, but Special Missions.
Captain Kass has volunteered.
Her record shows she can work
with you to pull this off.
Marchelli, leader on the 2000-D flown by Kass.
Ipod and Vallois as back-up.
You and your planes will be armed.
No flight clearance. 4,125 miles over hostile territories.
Any rescue mission would be even more impossible to set up.
So you're on your own out there.
A single goal:
Our plane must be the first over the target.
Nothing else matters.
Red Flag was a front.
Why did you come? Why are you doing this?
For the fun of it.
For the fun of flying with you.
Level 2-90. Direct to 3D-07.
And at 3-70...
Why did you follow that bitch?
She has her good points.
We pass 50 nautical miles from Tripoli?
That's right.
Come on, tell me.
At 3-70...
That's not what I mean. There's nothing at 3-70.
She touched your ass! I'm not stupid.
Found the wreckage?
Not yet.
Three other pilots have vanished recently.
All qualified to fly the 2000.
It smells fishy.
Don't worry.
Of course.
Our competitors have left.
Every minute counts now.
Check the nav lights.
Something wrong?
No, I'm okay.
Control will keep us posted.
Until they refuel and vanish from the radar screens.
Off Sardinia
Hooligan 15 to Big Fat Alpha.
Can you serve some thirsty guys?
Welcome to the duty-free zone, Hooligan 15.
Perfume? Souvenirs?
I'll take 8 tons of S34 fuel. With a straw for two.
Okay, hook onto the nipple.
You wiped your mouth?
Should I have?
When's the next service area?
In two hours. Why?
I forgot to pee.
Next rendezvous
in 6 minutes for radar erasure.
Turn the light off, honey, I can't see the road.
Yes, sir.
Ready to switch radar signatures.
Note transpoder for exchange: 1536.
Manta, note transpoder:
2112.
2112. Roger.
Hooligan 20 to 15 and 16,
cut transpoders.
Exchange complete. Thanks, Manta.
Tripoli - Radar control station
Sir, come and see. Three unidentified dots!
Okay, one radar echo for three.
Stick close.
There's only one dot.
It's the Airbus and it's on the schedule.
Let's melt into the landscape.
Libyan coast
Where are they?
They vanished 45 minutes ago.
After the Americans?
Ten minutes before. The Americans had trouble refueling.
East Africa
Fahrenheit, everything okay?
Climb, we're using too much juice.
Head up, we're low on fuel.
Negative. We refuel in 40 minutes, we can make it.
With no safety margin. Climb, okay!
What frequency do we use?
Hooligan 20, I have a fuel emergency.
I don't see them anywhere!
15 minutes to playtime.
You hear, Poodle?
Negative, Walk'n.
We land, that's an order. The fuel's all gone.
We're out too.
Head for Charlie emergency strip. It's the only solution.
I hope our diplomats are good.
You said it.
Full weaponry and no clearance, they'll love us!
This is a disused strip?
Right, let's get acquainted.
Hands up. Don't move.
Bang on time.
What's going on?
We just gave three planes away.
The planes haven't landed.
The tanker crew was killed.
Thanks for the jets.
Around here, a French pilot is worth 10 million bucks.
As for her...
Take her away.
Walk'n!
Fucking hell!
Ipod
Try to breathe. Look at me. Hold on.
Breathe, Ipod.
Handcuff the pilot.
Bring the plane back.
We suffered enough damage today.
Our forces are on alert. I've asked for a satellite.
Coste, go and hold the PM's hand.
De Seze, go with her and find your arms dealer.
Ask Coste's help if need be.
We know where the runway is? We have the satellite?
It's sweeping the region, sir.
Act quickly.
Transport the plane back.
Not a single mayday from any of the planes. It's crazy.
Excuse me...
The naval office, please.
How is the search for the wreckage of the 2000 going?
That's right. I'll hold.
You were told to search in Forties?
Dogger?
Who told you Dogger?
Turn back. Hurry!
No one.
That's a crazy scheme. It'll never work.
After Estelle,
and Ipod...
what if we do get taken out?
You're on.
Shut up.
The plane won't start.
Come and do it.
Maybe you spat in it.
It's okay now.
We'll take her up to check.
Show me how the radar works.
Your ejector seat is off
so if anything goes wrong, I'll eject
and you'll make a big hole in the desert.
Count on it.
The timing is perfect.
The initial objective was accomplished.
Good The plane will reach France tomorrow.
The family grows daily but you are its star.
Thank you, Aziz,
but save your compliments for when we finish the job.
400 knots.
The radar's clear.
In attack mode, we're at 150 feet, 500 knots.
You follow?
Yes.
600 knots, field at 15 nautical miles.
Better than TV.
What's up?
What the hell are you doing?
Sure, we'll tell him.
Everybody, move.
I'll take care of this.
Hurry.
Shoot them down.
It's too late Move the truck away.
In our job, sorrow and joy are equally intense.
To those who are back,
to the one lost, and to one we hope will be back soon.
To them... and to fighters!
Give me a beer instead.
Coming up.
Actually, I did more or less what I did with you.
I attacked. My joystick was rock hard.
I pushed through...
Stardust!
Thanks.
Hey. Pete.
Babe, where are you?
Marseille?
Of course I can.
Of course, dear.
I love you, too.
Darling? Who's this Pete guy? Your brother?
Not exactly.
A Navy pilot. He's in Marseille.
I don't quite get this.
If he's your boyfriend, who am I?
You?
Sex playmate, dear.
I went to France to train for a year.
It's life.
Don't be like this, babe.
What a bitch...
Pretty girls are...
Know what? Keep your mouth shut.
I don't know about you, but generals kowtowing to us,
I can't get enough.
Walk'n!
Paris, Military School
Wait here for me.
All set, then?
Yes.
I'll leave you.
No, don't go.
I'm not into watching.
Cut it out. Stay.
You're shape.
A week of desert heat with cool guys, couldn't have been better!
Any news of Captain Kass?
Our teams won't give up as long as there's hope.
We were all fooled.
The satellite photo backs up your reports.
Only one Mirage was destroyed. Where's the other?
Why do they want a 2000 so badly?
No idea. To attack an American ship maybe.
In the Gulf?
That plane can strike where and when it wants.
This weekend's European summit? I know.
We have fighters, AWACS planes,
missiles and six choppers.
Paris is airtight but can a fighter get through?
Alone? No.
Senonches - Disused airfield
Straighten up!
Straighten up.
Let's move it!
Don't you have a TV at home?
I don't have friends at home.
You were lonely so you thought,
I'll go over to my pal's place to eat some chocolate.
Why not?
Don't you ever take time off?
Live from the Champs-Elysees...
It's starting.
The Air Force has been here since dawn,
notably with AWACS surveillance
ensuring security around Paris.
Because of the European summit with 25 heads of state,
the security measures have never been so important.
Sharpshooters are in place on the Arc de Triomphe
to secure the President's drive along the Champs-Elysees.
Seb, the 2000 won't come from the outside.
It's already inside.
Shit!
Call Command!
Sharko 21 and 22 supersonic.
Contact established. Radio in at subsonic speed.
Copy.
Sharko 21, all aircraft are in the holding pattern.
Three minutes to parade start.
How's this going to play out?
If the tanker blows, it'll be a massacre.
20,000 gallons of kerosene. It's a flying bomb!
I have a dot too many in the tanker group.
Yes, 4 dots confirmed.
That's him. Go!
Begin parade.
Seb, push 202 alpha.
Roger. Coding.
6 more to go.
Target 5 nautical miles ahead.
There he is.
Get between him and the tanker. I'll intercept him.
Sharko 21 to Mirage 2000.
Land immediately.
Final warning!
I give the orders now, Walk'n.
It's Kass!
Walk'n, okay? You hear me?
I'm going after her.
Want back-up?
Stay with the tanker.
Don't do it, Estelle!
There's no more Estelle. Get lost!
Fuck!
Holy cow!
They've passed by now. Land.
Screw you!
Too late, Walk'n.
Sharko 21, Sharko 22, shoot down plane immediately.
It's too crowded below.
It's heading back to Paris. It's lost 500 feet.
An opening 10 degrees east!
Walk'n, it's Stan.
Mission completed, Stan.
Gibraltar, Spain
Thank you.
Those planes were to be used in the Gulf,
not in France.
I believe that's what you call a mission reassignment.
All right.
I have one for you too.
It's okay if you fail.
If you want to play with sheep, don't pretend to be a hound.
Pretend to be a rabbit.
If you want to dine with a tiger,
don't pretend to be a lion, be a kitten.
Then you won't be exposed.
You must know when to yield to carry out your revenve.
Walk'n, there's a visitor for you.
Thanks, Walk'n.
You're in Orange?
I couldn't resist getting here first.
Ready, Fahrenheit?
Anytime, baby. But for what?
An emotional shock.
You with me?
I love this!
Walk'n?
I'm on my way, beauty.
Sharko 21 and 22, supersonic.
I'm waiting.
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