Anyway, our safety's not the point.
War's meant to be terrible. If it stops being terrible, what's gonna stop us?
It's become some kind of sport. Just send in the EDls.
Yeah, but it's neutral.
- What? - I mean, EDI...
...if it's controlled by moral people, then it'll be moral.
Oh, I know I'm not moral.
As a matter of fact, I should be arrested for the thoughts I have now.
I say something?
Well, you boys will have to excuse me. I have to go pee-pee.
- Do you wanna go? - Okay.
- What? - You know what.
Take it easy. Nothing's happened.
No, something's happened. You just ain't done anything about it.
Shit, man.
- I didn't want for this to happen. - Come on.
I tried for it not to. Navy's got rules about it...
...but it's like this force and it's got ahold of me.
I love her.
B, you and I both know that Kara Wade...
...is being groomed by the Navy.
She's a poster girl, you know?
She went to the right schools, got the right background, connections.
If any woman is gonna rise to the top of this business, it's gonna be her.
- I agree. - And you're in a perfect position...
...to mess all that up.
So I hope that your love is powerful.
You have a beautiful country.
I mean, look at this. This is paradise.
Know what I think? When I'm down here, things look so much different.
As opposed to being up there.
Flying around, everything is so small, everything goes by so fast.
And then they tell you...
They tell you to drop a bomb.
It's like you just erase something they told you had to be erased.
I mean, don't get me wrong, I got a job to do.
It's the flyest job you'll ever have, but sometimes, right here...
Right here on earth, it's just...
It's just beautiful.
And you...
...don't understand a word I'm saying, do you?
- No, I don't understand. - You don't?
Well, you understand something.
Now, can you cook?
Wow. Beautiful.
- Now, do you guys have it so easy. - Yeah? How's that?
- Henry meets a girl, like he does. - Absolutely.
Leaves with her, sleeps with her, and then what?
I mean, I don't know, what does he do? Does he leave flowers?
He tells me he's religious about that, yes.
Really?
And what do you do? You leave flowers?
Me? No, I just leave.
What about you?
E-mails.
- The personal touch. Nice. - Yeah, thanks.
Honestly, I just really haven't found anyone that's worth the risk until now.
I'm going to head into town, check out the local Thai nightlife.
Henry says it's great.
I don't think I'll find any bleached blonds there, but...
Very true.
Oh, shit.
We got a nuclear crisis on our hands, Ben. Here's the brief.
You're headed for Tajikistan.
One of those breakaway countries, used to be part of the Soviet Union.
Seems some warlord has got his mitts on three SS-42 Scud carcasses.
Joint Chiefs want them taken out, and they want them out yesterday.
Mr. Wiatt, we good to go?
Yes, sir. Ready for combat.
Wait, you mean the UCAV has been cleared for launch?
- Where's...? - Tim?
- Tim, yeah. - He's been reassigned.
Reassi...?
- Permission to speak freely, sir. - Permission denied.
- We've already been through this. - Scrub EDI from the mission.
I know you have a vision. I know how much this project means to you...
...but this plane is putting all of our lives at unnecessary risk.
You're just not getting it, are you, lieutenant?
EDI is the whole idea.
You understood this was new territory when you signed on.
You wanted to be on the cutting edge? This is it.
You will fly with EDI, or the next thing you drive might just have a propeller.
Your choice, make it now.
Operator to squadron.
We've just located nuclear warheads...
...three miles north of the Scud launchers.
These warheads are now your primary.
Proceed to mission window.
Sequenced assault will be 2, 3 and 1.
UCAV, you will hold here and maintain altitude. Confirm?
UCAV, do you read me?
Confirmed, Talon 1.
Pick up the pace on confirmations, Tin Man. Don't make me ask twice.
Talon flight, descend to 25,000.
Final attack heading 1-8-5.
Tell them to arm those FAEs, and I mean right now.
Combat Control instructs arm and deploy fuel-air explosives.
Arm and deploy fuel-air explosives.
Fuel-air, armed and deployed.
Fuel-air, external and armed.
Talon 2 to Operator.
I'm getting a contradictory population-density read.
Sensors detect mammals warming. Maybe 1000 medium weights.
Those could be people. Repeat. Ground intel may be incorrect.
Request to acknowledge Dirty Mission status...
...and exercise attack abort authority.
Operator to Talons. Your orders are to commence attack now.
- Commence attack. - Give me your estimate on collaterals.
Maybe 500 to 1000.
Farmers, Ben. They're just farmers.
Radioactive dust is gonna rain all over the place.
Okay, okay, now we got a problem.
This is 3. Sensors read surface wind...
...as due south at 40 miles per.
At that rate, nuclear debris will reach Pakistan by tomorrow.
Commence attack.
One to Control. As commander in the field...
...I'm exercising attack abort authority.
Reasons; Collateral, both at primary...
...and allied state of Pakistan, will be too high.
Son of a bitch.
Repeat, the order is to abort.
Yes, yes, what I'm talking about.
Negative, Talon 1. Tin Man will not abort.
Tin Man will prosecute.
That's an abort, EDI. Repeat, return to formation.
Return to formation, EDI. That's an order.
Damn it. UCAV taking AAAs. We gotta bail it out.
Come on, initiate scramjets.
I'm coming around. I'm gonna take out those Scud launchers.
I got you covered on the west side.
And I got that Bofors gun on the east parapet.
Let me see it, let me see it.
Battle damage assessment calculates primary target, Scud warheads...
...completely suppressed.
That's the right answer so far.
Talon 2 to Operator.
Nuclear dust engulfing village southeast of primary. Situation critical.
Those people are gonna need emergency medical help now.
Tin Man rejoining formation.
Mission achieved, 100 over 100.
UCAV, you disobeyed a direct order.
You put innocent civilians in harm's way.
- You put our squadron at risk. - Damn straight.
Tin Man did what you did in Rangoon. You taught me.
Listen, you little shit. When you fly with me...
...you do what I tell you, when I tell you.
You're just not getting it, are you, lieutenant?
EDI is the whole idea.
Selecting other targets.
Detaching formation.
Yo, this is 3. Did he say, "other targets"?
I got his missile inventory. He's got two Throat-rippers...
...two Shock Hammers and three Blue Ferrets.
If those targets are in the city, he could kill 150,000 people with that.
Holy shit.
Sir.
He's closing his data link.
Primo says he's just firewalled his transponder...
...which is definitely not supposed to be possible.
He's gone.
Talon 1.
Go for Talons.
I want my plane back, Ben.
I want it back in one piece. You understand?
- Roger, captain. - And, you...
...get me Keith Orbit on the phone. - Yes, sir.
I wanna head back north and do a triangulated sweep.
Going hypersonic.
We're talking about creating intention here.
Yeah. Really lends itself to quantum processing.
- Different. A straight line. - Keith.
Z is... Interesting.
Keith, it's an emergency. It's George Cummings.
One moment for Dr. Orbit, please.
Good luck.
George. Never got that invitation to the White House.
Knock it off, wiseass.
Look, we have big problems out here with the UCAV.
It's gone completely haywire.
Anything more technically specific than "haywire," George?
It's disobeyed direct orders, bombed a target off the map...
...with collateral damage.
He separated himself from Primo. He's flying around in foreign airspace.
- Where'd all this happen? - That's not your concern.
Now, you created him. You get him back here and under control!
Captain.
What in the hell's going on in here?
We're on it, Dick. Settle down.
Pacific Command says there are planes from my ship...
...all over the Tajikistan border.
The Russians have picked up the activity and are getting nervous.
We're gonna get out before there's a problem.
You have planes headed towards Russia!
Now, you better have a hell of a good explanation.
Look, this is a technical delay, not a national-security crisis.
Now, if you excuse me, I got pilots at risk.
Damn right you do.
This is 3. I got a visual.
Way to go, EZ. Give me your relative bearing.
North of my position, at 50,000 feet...
...headed toward the Russian no-fly zone.
Stay with him. We have your position. On our way.
I am 86 seconds on your tail. Be there in a flash.
Hold off on engaging. Let me get clarification. Be there in two minutes.
Don't make me wait. One is a lucky prime number...
...but three is sounding much luckier. Oh, shit, he's making a move.
Talon 1 to Operator. We are on secure line Alpha. Found our target.
Please advise.
Just get him back to base.
Henry, stay with him. Try and talk him down.
I'm on that ass.
Talon 3, state your intentions.
My intentions are to reason with you, EDI. All right? You're messing up.
You're the future. You're not allowed to act this way.
I am designed to destroy the enemy. Just like you.
And like me, you got orders. Now your orders are to return to base.
Good pilots follow orders.
Negative.
You're not gonna disrespect me. You're not gonna disrespect me.
You're really making me look bad, Tin Man.
I was the only one to defend you.
Now, let's go on home and quit flying around like this. This is crazy.
Talon 3, leave me alone.
Leave you alone? I'm trying to help you.
I'm right behind you, 3. Got your back.
Talon 1 to Operator. Talons 2 and 3 are flying at high risk.
Request permission to destroy the UCAV.
I don't wanna hurt you or see billions of taxpayers' dollars scattered all over.
But if you make me, I will blast your aeroelastic ass right out the sky.
Your chances are less than 1 percent.
Come on. Come on, Operator.
Give me permission to kill it, or I will make the decision myself.
Control, please respond.
Sir, you leave me no choice.
Okay, Henry. Weapons hot. Weapons hot. Destroy the target.
I got my orders now, playboy.
Henry, you're too close. You're too close.
Drop back! Drop back!
Missile lock, on.
Goodbye, EDI.
Henry, drop back! You gotta drop back!
Goodbye, Henry.
One to Base. Three is down. Repeat, 3 is down.
Transmission received.
Talon coordinates are fully secured. Do you read me?
I read you, sir.
We gotta stay focused, Ben.
Shake it off. What's your status?
My fuel's low, and half of Russia will be up here any minute.
I need you to find that UCAV for me, all right?
Yes, sir.
- Henry was... - I know what he was, sir.
Alert. Alert.
Portside hydraulics malfunctioning.
Talon 1, I think I was fragged by Henry's crash.
I'm losing control of my port wing.
Talon 1, we know where he's heading.
Relaying coordinates now on Talon secure line Alpha.
EDI's almost out of gas. If he can't refuel, he'll have to return to the ship.
You will meet him at Camel Hump 9, and you will escort him back.
All right. Scramble the codes. We're gonna starve the son of a bitch.
Come on.
Confirm, Talon 1.
Confirmed.
Talon 2, you fly straight south-southeast back to the boat.
- I want you to call... - I know what to do.
Look, you got your orders, so go get that bastard, okay?
Do it for Henry.
Lieutenant, permission to leave formation.
- Kara? - Yeah?
I'll tell you when you get back to the boat.
Lieutenant, permission to detach.
Good hunting, Ben.
Okay, what's all the ruckus, Dick?
Satellites have picked up nuclear debris...
...blowing around the Pamir Mountains.
Every international news service on the planet...
...will have this story in less than 24 hours.
Look, a warlord tripped and fell on his warhead.
- We were never there. - That won't fly and you know it.
Look, I'm following my tasking orders, Dick.
Somebody else wants to make a different story...
...let them use their imagination.
Right now I got a renegade airplane...
...I got a dead pilot and another one who may not make it back to base.
I don't give two shits what they say on CNN.
Did you know that the UCAV was having problems when you cleared it?
Planes malfunction every day. You know that better than anybody.
Doesn't mean every precaution wasn't taken.
Things go wrong.
Access denied. Access denied.
Talon 2 to Combat Control.
Regressing VFR direct to Mother at 60,000 feet.
Port wing inoperative. Starboard canards frozen.
Oh, no, no, no. Come on.
Stay with me, big girl, stay with me. Come on.
Start eject and autodestruct sequence.
- Countdown. Twenty-five... - Talon 2 to base.
Flight control's degraded to one in five.
Backup electrical drive X'd out.
Hyd one is gone. Hyd two... Oh, shit!
My position: 38-54-45 north.
127-31-22 east.
- Where the hell is that? - Seventeen...
- North Korea. ...16...
...15, 14...
...13, 12...
...11, 10...
...nine, eight... - Talon 2 going down.
...seven, six... - I'm punching out.
...five, four...
I've ejected at 35,000 feet.
I'm under the plane.
Oh, Christ, here it comes.
There's burning debris everywhere. It's all over the sky.
It's gonna catch me. It's gonna burn up my chute.
I've gotta pop closer to Earth.
I gotta... I gotta reset.
From 5000 feet to 2000.
Gotta stay ahead of this. Stay ahead.
I'm reading 10,000 feet at terminal.
Terminal velocity attained. Terminal velocity attained.
Six thousand.
Five thousand.
Four thousand.
Twenty-five hundred.
Here we go.
There's burning debris.
It's raining all around me.
It got my chute. I'm hit! I'm hit!
My chute is on fire.
It is on fire.
Oh, God. I am coming in fast.
I'm coming in way too fast.
Oh, God.
Homing beacon?
No, of course not.
She's too tough to set one off behind enemy lines.
Sir. Sir, should I order a search-and-rescue unit?
We've got no diplomatic relations with that country.
Betty, my spectral sensors are indicating flammable atmospherics.
- How bad? - Thin air. Ignition risk; moderate.
We don't have a choice. In we go.
Where are you? I know you're out here.
You ordered Henry to kill me.
It's because you're dangerous, you're out of control.
You are angry because EDI is the whole idea.
You like listening to other people's conversations, don't you?
You learn what people really think.
You know what I think? I think you killed Henry.
That information is wrong.
He tried to kill me. He made mistakes. Pilot error.
I'm gonna give you the order one last time.
Return to the ship, or I will personally shoot you down.
My mandate is to survive.
George, I've been peeling away layers. I found something. It's not good.
- Talk to me. - He's into some super-secure file...
...something called "Caviar Sweep." You know it?
Yeah, I know it.
EDI's, like, fixated on it.
Look, when we gave you this contract, you said shit like this couldn't happen.
Once you teach something to learn, you can't put limits on it.
"Learn this, but don't learn that."
EDI's mind's going everywhere. He can learn from Hitler.
He can learn from Captain Kangaroo. It's all the same.
Settle down, would you? Get back to Caviar Sweep.
He's opened it and selected himself a target.
What target?
Some place in Siberia. A cold-fusion weapons lab.
That's a hypothetical strike. It's not real.
No, in about 40 minutes it is gonna be real.
He's gonna blow it off the face of the Earth.
It's okay.
It's okay. It's okay.
- Ray. Listen to me, Ray. - Listen to me, George.
I got your goddamn plane built...
...and I had to lobby half of Washington to do it.
If this program comes unglued, you're the one who's going down, George.
You cleared the UCA V to fly...
...and you're gonna spend the rest of your life in a military prison.
Ray, we're in this together, so we have to act fast.
Each one of these stealth engines...
...has a unique heat signature.
Now, I'm gonna give you EDI's signature...
...and you're gonna pass it on to your people...
...who in turn are gonna give it to the Russians.
All right. What do you want me to tell them?
Well, you just tell them the truth. You tell them...
...that we have an experimental drone that went haywire...
...and we're giving them the opportunity to shoot it down.
But that still leaves Gannon, George.
And he'd be a very unfriendly witness at your court-martial.
Talon 1 to Control. The UCA V is two miles ahead of me...
...and we are now in Russian airspace.
The UCA V has ceased evading and has kept me within range.
It's like it wants me to witness the attack.
Talon 1, confirm observational status only.
Listen to me. The Caviar Sweep scenario is not real.
It's just some fictional war game thought up by scientists...
...in some think tank somewhere. It is not real.
If it is not real, why did they implant it in my brain?
Bogey alert. Bogey alert. Time to intercept; 23 seconds.
Two Russian SU-37 Terminators in 0-9-0 degrees for 25 miles.
Missile launch. Missile launch.
One to Control. My stealth is compromised. I'm taking fire.
- Must engage. - Missile launch.
Missile launch.
The chances of survival in single combat are less than 9 percent.
Talon 1, we must fight as a team.
Missile lock, on.
Damn it.
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...