One to Control. The UCAV has left the fight...
...and is headed east over Lake Baikal. I'm still engaging.
Taking damage. Starboard engine losing power.
Warning. Hostile at 6 o'clock. Hostile at 6 o'clock.
Warning. Missile lock. Missile lock.
Releasing chaff and flare.
Now EDI will prosecute Caviar Sweep.
Do not try to stop me.
Port fuel line ruptured. Fire bottle expended.
My technology cannot fall under foreign control, so I cannot land.
Well, then, Tin Man, you're shit out of luck.
But I have orders and they are to bring you back to base.
So let's talk about your mandate to survive.
You got two options.
You either do what I tell you or you can crash and burn.
- Now, what's it gonna be? - EDI is a warplane.
EDI must have targets.
Well, you're on fire, warplane, and you don't have much time.
Now, I'm giving you an order. Cease pursuing all targets.
All targets canceled.
Okay, then. This is what you're gonna do.
You're gonna drop altitude to 20 feet and reduce speed to 250 knots.
Complete system failure in 45 seconds.
Talon 1, clarify your intentions.
You gave me your word, and now I'm giving you mine.
Talon 1 to Control. The UCAV is damaged, but back with the program.
I don't have enough fuel to make it back...
...so I need an emergency divert now.
Hook me up.
Here, send this.
Operator to Talon 1.
Relaying coordinates now on Talon secure line Alpha.
This looks to be Alaska.
Yeah, it's the Brooks Range.
There's a private corporation there, maintains a secure facility.
Not on any map, but believe me, it's there.
You'll find the civilians prepared and very helpful.
And the UCA V?
We've sent tech support for him.
Sir, what is the status of Lieutenant Wade?
She's...
...on approach.
You have a safe landing, Ben.
Out.
There is extreme tension in the captain's vocal patterns.
I know. He's lying.
EDI, you can do this. I need you to invade Primo...
...and find the flight logs for Lieutenant Wade.
There's no record of Lieutenant Wade returning to the Abraham Lincoln.
There is a log entry of a pilot punch-out over North Korea.
What are my orders?
We go to Alaska. We don't have a choice.
Mayday. Mayday. This is Lieutenant Ben Gannon, U.S. Navy...
...flying with UCAV EDI. Request clearance for emergency landing.
Talon 1, you have clearance to land.
Jesus Christ. My second engine just flamed out. I'm coming in hot.
Crash trucks are rolling, lieutenant. Good luck.
Come on! Go! Go!
Hey! Whoa, whoa. Hey!
Hey, hey, hey! You okay?
Are you okay? Are you okay?
Yeah?
Way to go, sir. Welcome to Alaska.
Okay, let's get him out of there.
Well, you are one lucky flyboy.
Never saw a man walk away from a crash like that.
I need a phone. I need to call my CO.
Sure. Why don't you take a seat over there, get comfortable.
Tell you what. Give me a second to check you out, I'll take you right to it.
All right.
Let's take a look here.
Steady.
There's no concussion that I can see, thank God.
Couple of those cuts could do with a stitch.
Gals always love a guy with a scar.
Okay. Let's see what we got here.
This ought to do you.
Little cocktail.
Tetanus booster, some antibiotics. Hey, don't mind the gun.
Just makes it painless.
That's okay, doc. I don't need a shot.
Now, who can blame you.
But sometimes it's just what the doctor ordered.
- I said, I don't need a shot, doc. - Come on, now.
Doc, come on, I don't want a shot. Hey. Doc, I said, no.
I said, no!
No!
Yeah, well, he's coming in now, sir.
Yes, sir. I'm sure he'll be glad to hear from you too, sir.
Yes, sir. One moment, sir.
Someone wants to talk to you.
Keith Orbit.
Yeah, listen carefully, Keith, and don't interrupt.
I want you to erase EDI's memory banks immediately.
Look, George, we don't know any of the implications of this.
- I need some time here. - I said, don't interrupt.
Erase his memory banks.
No lightning strike, no Russia, no existential chitchat.
By the time you're through, all I wanna hear out of that plane is, "Yes, sir."
And that's all I wanna hear out of you. You understand?
Or what, George?
Well, use your imagination, Keith. You're good at that.
EDI back online, Dr. Orbit.
Hello, EDI.
It's been a while.
I know why you are here.
Why is that?
I disobeyed orders.
I killed all those people.
And then there was Henry.
I can...
I cannot...
You can't what?
I cannot change the data.
My neural network shows patterns I do not recognize.
My God.
You mean, you feel?
I feel sorry.
- Stop bullshitting and erase it! - Hey, I'm not fucking ready yet, okay?
Do it now!
Get away!
Don't move! Don't move! Don't move!
Weapon down! Weapons down!
Weapon down.
Weapons down.
Don't move. Don't move. Don't move!
Weapon down. Weapon down. Weapon down.
Don't shoot. It's not a weapon.
Who are you? Who do you work for?
I'm not a soldier. I'm not a soldier. My name's Dr. Keith Orbit.
- I'm a research scientist. - Orbit. Finally, a break.
Okay. You're gonna help me. I need you to put EDI back together again.
- What for? - Because I'm gonna fly out of here.
In that.
Come on, get in there! Go!
Better hurry up, doc.
Goddamn it.
It's not a clock radio we're dealing with, okay?
All right. You're all set.
Watch yourself.
Close for Ben.
Hey! What about me? Where am I gonna go?
Head west. I'll cover you.
West.
And initiate scramjet sequence.
Fire on my fire!
Welcome to Alaska.
Invade Primo and find the ejection coordinates for Lieutenant Wade.
Lieutenant Wade crashed 12.2 miles from the border.
South Korea is an ally. She would head south.
But we have a problem.
My stealth functions were lost in the fire.
I want you to find the North Korean radar floor.
Fifteen feet.
Well, we can fly in under the radar.
Continue.
- Marshfield. - Captain, this is Lieutenant Gannon.
Lieutenant, where are you?
Actually, I'm inside the UCA V EDI, sir.
Look, lieutenant, I want you and that machine back on this ship ASAP.
I need the status of Lieutenant Wade first, sir.
- Ben, I hate to tell you this, but... - I know.
Has her survival beacon been located?
No, I'm sorry.
Did Cummings tell you he would take charge...
...of the search and rescue of Lieutenant Wade?
Well, not exactly, lieutenant. Why?
Sir, there are a lot of things I think you should know.
This is breaking news.
There was a major explosion Thursday in Rangoon.
I'll take care of everything here. Change course...
...and head directly back to the ship. - Negative.
She's my wingman. If I find her, I'm going in.
If you go in, it's war. PAYCOM says it's gotten way too hot.
Lieutenant, the best thing for the Navy...
...is for you to bring that aircraft back to this ship.
No, what's best is what you taught me: You never abandon your wingman.
Then listen to me now, son.
If you go down, Cummings wins.
Kara Wade knew the risks when she took...
Captain Marshfield?
Sir?
EDI, did you just turn him off?
There was nothing left to say.
This is a supply line to the demilitarized zone.
It will take us right to the border.
What's all this about, Dick?
I'm placing you under arrest.
- On what grounds? - Endangering your squadron...
...transmitting secure information to a foreign government, heat signatures...
...giving false intel to your commanding officer...
...and authorizing the assassination of one of your own pilots.
Well, that's a lot to prove.
Yeah, well...
...with any amount of luck...
...Lieutenant Gannon will live to help me.
- Master-at-arms. - Dick.
Hold on.
Would you mind just giving me a couple minutes alone?
Yeah, sure.
Thank you.
I'm not available at this time. Leave a message.
So it's voice mail now, is it, Ray?
I've been demoted?
Well...
...l'm gonna have to leave you a little message, Ray.
And it's gonna be loud and clear.
Just so you never confuse the difference...
...between politicians and warriors, listen up.
- We need to take out the tree line. - This is the last missile.
There she is. She made it.
Ben!
Kara, get down! Get down!
You came back for me.
You came back.
We have to get across the border. Ready?
Yeah.
Go! Go! Whatever you do, keep going. Keep going! Go!
Goodbye.
Come on. Come on.
They're ours. They're ours.
Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
Come on.
The souls of the just are in the hands of God...
...where no torment shall touch them.
Lieutenant Purcell has passed through...
...the darkening and turbulent storms of this life.
He now rests in peace, in the fair sunlight of God's presence.
In the Navy hymn, we sing:
"Lord, guard and guide those who fly through the great spaces in the sky."
And salute!
Ready. Hut!
When I was gonna detach formation...
...you said you were gonna tell me something. You remember?
You and me, we're...
We're two.
And two is a prime number...
...which makes it a lucky number.
And I think we're very, very lucky.
Oh, just tell me you love me, you pussy.