I'm keeping you from your work.
What happened?
Are you okay?
Yeah.
And guess who I ran into?
Rat.
Baggage compartment, got something.
I'm on my way.
You wanted to talk to me.
I'm sure you're aware that the official U.S. policy...
...is no deals with terrorists.
Especially in hostage situations.
I can deal directly with the President.
If you allow me to conduct the negotiation...
...I can guarantee your demands.
Money, media exposure, safe passage back to the Middle East.
I understand.
You want to be seen as the savior of the hostages.
An image that won't hurt you in the elections.
As powerful an image as you returning, mission accomplished.
We are both men who truly understand...
...the importance of making dramatic statements to the world.
Rest assured, when the time comes, I will call upon you.
Your theory was right.
Have a look.
You can forget Washington.
There's enough nerve agent here to wipe out half the eastern seaboard.
Israeli intelligence has identified the bomb maker.
He's Jean-Paul Demou.
That's a recent photograph.
French-Algerian. Former nuclear engineer with the Iragis.
Lost his family in the Gulf War.
He's been with Jaffa's group since.
That's it?
That's it.
It's been over an hour and no word from Travis. We're running out of options.
There's still time.
Instruct the F-14s to be ready to launch.
Release the President's decision to free Jaffa.
That bastard might be our last avenue of hope.
We can't communicate with him...
...but he has arranged to contact you aboard at 6:30.
I can assure you, the plane won't be allowed to reach the U.S.
If you convince him to divert the aircraft to an isolated base...
...release the passengers...
...he has the word of the President of the United States...
...he and his men will be given safe passage to any country.
I'll do what I can...
...in the interests of peace.
Sorry, Cappy. We got a bad one here.
So...
...we know we got DZ-5...
...in binary canisters and 16 pounds of Semtex.
Let's look inside.
A computer trigger.
Microprocessor.
Dedicated drive...
...probably monitor a dozen sensors.
This ain't no pipe bomb.
Take me closer.
Stop.
Take me in on that.
There.
What are you looking at?
That long, silver cylinder.
That's a barometric pressure switch.
Activated on takeoff, probably set to airburst during landing...
...with an...
...isolated trigger.
I tell you what...
...if I can...
...I mean...
...if you can disable the switch, it'll buy you some time.
Then we got a chance.
We shut it down, take over the plane, land it someplace.
Who plays with the bomb?
What about Cahill?
He's a design engineer. If he can build a computer...
...he can take one apart.
Well?
I think it's worth a try.
But hurry, because the morphine's kicking in.
Let's do it.
Get Cahill in here.
Overhead mid-cabin.
1st Class. I'll take the cockpit and business class.
Use Channel B to Grant, keep A open for assault.
Problem. I counted four in mid-cabin...
...there could be 6.
Can you...
...take them all?
I could take 3 or 4, but that's pushing it.
We need another gun.
What do you want me to do?
Jesus!
We're doing a simple electronic bypass.
Ignore the rest of it.
Just ignore...
...the rest.
If you screw up, you'll never know it.
So...
...let's get to it.
Once more.
Push hard, up the ladder...
...left in the companionway.
I'll surprise them.
That's it. You got it.
This isn't my thing.
With that, you can't miss.
Aim for his chest and fire.
Whatever you do, don't look at his eyes.
Then come back down the hall.
Okay, Cahill.
Meter reads 15 ohms.
That's good. That means it's in parallel and isolated.
Let's complete the bypass.
Now take the red alligator clips and set in the bypass.
Now, take the red-handled dikes...
...and clip the red wires on this side.
But don't touch anything else.
Ready, forward section.
Sit-rep.
Ready.
Baker up.
Grant. I'm ready.
Do it.
Tell them it's all theirs.
Thank God.
Cappy says the bomb is safe.
I see him.
We go on my signal.
Jesus!
Stop them.
Tell Rat to stop the attack!
Cappy says stop the attack.
Stop now.
Hold positions.
What's going on?
Someone ran a program test on the bomb.
Whoever it is...
...has an override switch with his finger on the trigger!
Can you override it?
I said, can you override it?
What's going on?
I think we might have lost Cappy.
Cappy's dead. I think Cappy's dead.
Calm down.
I'll be right there.
What happened?
Cappy's okay.
Just unconscious.
I am free and in flight.
The Americans wish me to tell you...
...they agree to all your demands.
You are victorious. Come home.
I rejoice in your freedom, Abu Jaffa.
Allah has blessed us.
A great destiny awaits us both.
You'll see I have achieved a glorious victory on your behalf.
All of Islam will embrace you as its chosen leader.
I am your flame.
The sword of Allah.
And with it I will strike deep into the heart of the infidel.
Listen to me.
They know! They'll destroy the plane.
He cut him off.
Christ!
Jaffa's free.
Jaffa's free!
Any time, guys. Any time.
Tell Admiral Crosby to order the F-14s to intercept the 747.
Make the plane divert.
Do it.
Call the President.
It's an executive decision now.
Now that Abu Jaffa's free, shall I order the plane to Algeria?
No.
Why?
- What's going on? - Jaffa's been freed.
The second in command is challenging Hassan.
He wants to know...
...why they're not going to Algeria...
...since Jaffa's free.
Allah has chosen us for a task far greater than Jaffa's freedom.
We are the true soldiers of Islam.
Our destiny is to deliver the vengeance of Allah.
This has nothing to do with Islam. This is not Allah's will.
You're blinded by hatred. I'll have nothing to do with your plan.
Our mission was to free Abu Jaffa. He is our leader, not you.
What happened?
He just killed one of his men.
Get back to your posts.
You son-of-a-bitch! What'd you get me into?
What did you get me into?
The others can't know about the bomb.
But somebody ran a test. There must be a sleeper.
One of the passengers.
There are 400 passengers.
There's no way we'll find him.
We still have the element of surprise.
Let's hit them now, forget the bomb and maybe get lucky.
Even if you kill them all, the sleeper can destroy the plane.
But at least we'll save Washington.
We're out of time. This is the best option we have.
Maybe not.
We still have 1 hour and 20 minutes.
Listen, we must give that bomb another try.
You need Cappy for that.
- Maybe Cahill can. - Forget it.
If he can neutralize it, finding the sleeper won't matter.
And if he can't?
Then we must find the sleeper.
But I think...
...I know who it might be.
Can you hook up a probe so I can see into the cabin on this monitor?
No. We can't transmit between the probe and the monitor.
Would a video camera work?
You got one?
Shit.
Baggage.
We'll find one in baggage.
There's 400 faces up there.
You'll check each one?
Not without help.
Where's the weak link?
How do we pull teeth on this thing?
Come on, you're an engineer. Go with your instincts.
Cappy said 2 power sources.
This is one.
I'm pretty sure this is the other.
If we had our own power supply...
...we could isolate the bomb's power sources...
...like a heart bypass machine.
The bomb'll think it's on-line.
Along with the sleeper. With no power, no detonation. Brilliant.
In theory.
That's all we've got.
Cahill, you're the man. Go with your instincts.
I hope I'm right.
Whatever you do, don't cut that wire.
We found a camcorder in baggage. We're ready to try this.
Be right there.
What? You can't leave now.
You've got Cappy.
What if he passes out?
If things get really desperate...
...use your magic wand.
Okay. I got power.
Got a cable down the backside of the elevator shaft.
Now, for the hard part.
Let's try this.
Call light button.
I bypassed the buzzer.
Let's hope she sees it.
Wait. What makes you think you can trust her?
When I was in the elevator...
...she saw me when Hassan walked in.
Wait. Wait.
She was cool, she covered me. She'll do this.
I just hope you have better luck with women than I do.
Pick it up.
I'm watching you on video. Behind you, above the bulkhead.
There.
We met in the elevator.
American soldiers are on board ready to take over the plane.
But there's a bomb, and a passenger is in control of it.
We need your help to find him.
You're looking for a man with an electronic device.
He's probably-
I'm sorry. I thought the phone rang.
Jesus!
Get on with it.
Oh, God.
Hang in there now.
Hang in there.
She's had it. Forget it.
She's shaking. She won't do it.
Wait a minute.
Lady's a player. She's with us.
Get in position.
Get upstairs. If she fingers someone, we must move fast.
They're here.
Oceanic 343, approximately 120 miles from the fail safe line.
I've spoken to the President. He concurs.
If we can't make them divert, we have no other option.
The F-14s should intercept in approximately 15 minutes.
Are we really going to shoot this plane down?
Whatever evidence there is will go to the bottom of the ocean.
The President would be finished. He'd never recover.
400 American lives.
We'd all be finished. The whole administration.
Miss, may I have some water for my medication?
Diabetes.
- Oh, dear. - I'll get it for you.
What're you doing?
I was just getting her medication.
Can I go get her some water?
Go!
That's it. You got something, right?
Not long enough. One something. Did you get it?
No, it was too guick.
She'll give it to us again. She must.
Here she comes.
-2-1- - K.
21-K!
Slap flight, this is lead.
Contact 039 at 125. Come left 015 for collision.
Three's contact and concur. Angel's 44.
She found something.
21-K.
A mid-section...
...starboard side.
Window seat.
Roger, I'm on my way.
I can't do it.
I can't...
...breathe.
Just relax.
I'm here.
Close your eyes.
Why?
Just close your eyes.
Breathe deeply.
Open your eyes, and cut the blue wire.
It's a decoy!
It's a fake! The real works must be down below under the plate.
What the hell has happened?
I'm sorry.
It's just, the whole goddamn thing could just blow up.
Speak English!
I screwed up.
We have to start over.
Grant. I'm there.
If it's Demou, he's about 50...
...olive skin, balding.
It could be. I can't see him clearly.
I can't get a clean shot. Louie?
His back is to me.
But he fits the description.
Demou, it has to be.
Can you take him?
Not a chance.
There's passengers all around him.
- Where'd they come from?! - I don't know.
Nagi, fighter planes!
Slap, Strike One Tally Ho. Assuming position for escort.
Oceanic flight 343, this is flight leader, U.S. Navy aircraft.
You are approaching U.S. airspace.
You are to divert heading 020.
Fix vector for Thule Air Force Base. Divert. Steer 020.
Sguawk 7500 to acknowledge.
Ocean flight 343, this is flight leader U.S. Navy aircraft.
Son-of-a-bitch.
Divert to Thule Air Force Base.
020.
Navy jets ordering us to divert.
- We must be close to fail safe. - We've had it.
They'll shoot us down.
No, no. We've got to signal them somehow. Must be a way.
Come on, think. Think.
Vector 020. Thule Air Force Base. Acknowledge.
Oceanic flight 343. On guard. Turn right.
Got to do something.
Look out your left window.
This is U.S. Navy flight lead.
Show me a sign you understand.
What the hell are they doing?
Getting ready to light us up.
- Take that left clip. - I got it.
Okay. I got it.
77.
Flight 343. It is imperative that you acknowledge.
Divert now. Steer 020.
This is U.S. Navy flight lead.
We must respond.
Say nothing. Stay on course.
Now.
It looks clear.
We need something non-metallic to slip between those points.
We've got it licked, but need a few more minutes.
Great. Stay at it.
All right, listen. Pin 77's over here.
Slap Flight, this is lead. I'm going to pull in front.
What are we missing?
I'm thinking the same thing.
The sphere's cold.
In my green bag, there's a can of compressed air.
Give it a shot.
Shit.
In my kit, infrared goggles.
Jesus Christ.
We're finished.
One more time. Oceanic flight 343.
Come right 020. Thule Air Force Base.
Give me Washington.
You must follow me. Captain, please acknowledge.
This is Al Tha'r.
Why are we threatened?
I said my terms are absolute. The hostages'll be released...
...when we land in Washington.
No compromises.
This is Secretary of Defense Charles White.
Listen to me. We know-
You know nothing!
Tell your President...
...he will comply or suffer the blood of Americans on board.
It's time.
Are you there? Can you hear me?
Hello, can you hear me?
This is Senator Mavros. I'd like to speak to the President.
Senator, the President is out of the country.
I'm speaking on his behalf.
I don't care. I want to speak to him now.
Senator, I'm in charge of the crisis team.
They have a gun to my head.
Please, just do what they want!
Please!
What was that?
What happened?
Jesus Christ.
This is the pilot.
They killed the senator. Do what they ask.
He killed Mavros.
Do whatever you're going to do. Now.
Listen to me.
The plane will continue on as planned.
Any further threats will result in a passenger being killed every minute.
They're only 25 miles to the fail-safe line.
We have to end this now.
Nav Com flash on the CRN, 155. National Command Authority.
We're ordered to destroy the target.
You're joking.
I confirmed it twice. It's real.
Slap 2, 3 and 4, take high cover.
Follow on a 1 mile trail.
Sparrow select.
Strike Slap One, stand by for Fox One from lead.
I'm going master arm on.
Do it.
Slap flight, this is lead.
We have full lock on the heavy.
Negative.
Go cold on the sparrow!
The taillights are flashing.
Hope I'm not going too fast.
No one uses Morse code now.
Except Navy pilots.
Keep sending it.
Is that what I think?
You're damn right!
This is Slap One.
We have communication from target.
Seems to be Morse code coming from the nav lights.
According to my supplement...
...the message appears to be "Hail Mary...
...Alpha One...
...ten minutes. "
Message repeats.
Alpha One's the attack code.
They're on board?
They'll try to take them.
It's too late. They've crossed the line.
If they're on board, we'll give them another 10 minutes.
Admiral Lewis.
Flight 343...
...this is Navy flight leader.
Alpha One, you have 10 ... minutes to U.S. airspace.
Repeat. Alpha One...
...10 minutes to U.S. airspace.
You have permission to land at Dulles Airport. Good luck, sir.
They got it!
They did?
They got it!
I should take back every sguid-hating thing I ever said.
Monitor the radio.
And no contact.
We got a break.
We have 10 minutes.
We'll take the sleeper first.
It must be by surprise. Cappy's almost there on the bomb.
Wait a minute.
We're out of time. We go, blow out the lights, take our chances.
Give it 5 minutes.
I agree.
All right, Grant...
...5 minutes.
Baker, get into position. Louie, stand by.
We've got 5 minutes...
...how're you doing?
Where were you?
The sphere is filled with photoelectric beams. We need more than 5 minutes.
Grant, come in!
Just do the best you can.
Pick it up.
Jan...
...you've been fantastic.
But I need your help one more time.
Lower galley.
Turn around. Get in the elevator right now. Go.
They'll start descending soon.
I know, Jack.
Radar confirmation. Oceanic flight 343 now at 25 mile limit.
Keep going.
I'll blow the lights.
Two or more minutes and then we go.
Grant, how are you?
Just keep walking.
It's Grant.
He's down below in mid-cabin,
When I push you down...
...hit the floor and stay down.
He's going for the sleeper!
That son-of-a-bitch.
We go on your signal.
Go.
Something's wrong.
It's not him.
Everybody down!
Behind you!
He's got Demou! Blow the lights!
The sleeper!
The straw! The straw!
I can't hold it!
Dulles, this is Oceanic 343 heavy...
...reguesting emergency landing. We are low on fuel.
We have structural damage, but we are stable and in control.
This is Dulles.
You are cleared to land.
One-L north. Crash crew standing by.
Thank God.
They're in control.
The bomb! What about the bomb!?
Listen to this.
It's done!
Jesus!
It's done!
- You got anything else for us?! - Must tell Washington.
You okay?!
It's over.
Over?
It's not over.
It's over.
Who are you?
No one.
You're very clever.
But you're too late.
You've stopped nothing!
Dulles International, this is flight 343. The airplane is secure...
...but the pilots are dead. Help.
You're breaking up.
We don't read you. You're cleared to land on runway One-L north.
I need instruction.
There's a bomb that could detonate on impact.
We don't read you.
They're not receiving.
Shit!
Get a hold of it now. Get a hold of this plane.
It'll be okay.
All right, stick and rudder.
Stick and rudder. It's an airplane.
Straight and level. Hold it.
Oh, my God.
Are you a pilot?
Help me.
I've had a few lessons, but I've never really soloed.
We're lined up for landing.
There it is! There's the airport.
See it?
Okay, I got it. I got it. All right.
I need a handbook. Over there.
I don't see it.
- What does it look like? - It'll say "flight manual. "
Back there!
In the back.
I got it.
Quick!
What do I look for?
The normal procedures, landing approach speeds.
Landing approach speeds. Here it is.
What's it say?
Final approach speeds...
..."over 600,000 pounds, 150 knots...
...under 400,000 pounds, 120 knots. "
Split it. A 140 knots.
We're doing 220 knots.
Reduce power.
Nose down.
170 knots.
It's getting loose.
I'm losing control of the plane.
What's wrong?
Flaps!
How much flaps can I put on?
Flaps, flaps, flaps. 170 knots- Any amount of flaps you want.
Goddamn it!
There it is.
2, 3, 4.
There. 160.
There we go. 150.
140.
130.
What the hell? I'm going to stall!
I'm stalling!
Power up!
140.
There we go.
Wait a minute.
Landing gear!
We're going to land.
We're long.
What the hell?
He's way too high.
Come on!
I missed it!
I'm over.
Power up.
Won't climb.
Come on, baby. Come on.
Gear up!
Now what do I do?
Turn around for another approach.
I can't turn it around.
You can.
No, wait. Wait a minute.
Let me think.
Hold it.
That's the interstate.
There's the ball park. Frederick Field must be ahead!
I know where I am!
I can do this. All right. Line it up.
426.
There it is.
Now, reduce power.
Here we go.
Power back.
Shit. Landing gear down.
Airspeed...
...140 knots.
Think.
What am I forgetting?
Who cares? Fly the plane!
You're right.
I can do this.
Fly the plane.
I can do this.
Jesus, I'm down!
Shit.
Hold on.
Almost land themselves, don't they?
I don't know how, but you did it.
You did it.
What is this?
That's a little memento for you. I'll tell you about it another time.
Now, I need a drink. A big drink.
Marshal.
How are you?
Getting better by the minute.
Where'd these commandos come from?
Good guestion.
You'll be okay.
Hold it.
Hey, guys.
It's Jean.
Hi.
You called me Jan on the plane. My name is Jean.
Who are you?
Dr. Grant...
...Agent Perry, FBl. You're wanted at the Pentagon.
Sorry I asked.
Wait.
Can I buy you some coffee?
As long as you're not flying.
No problem.
So, Jean, tell me something...
...do you like hockey?
Hockey? No, I only like baseball.