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fans: Craven! Craven!
Craven! Craven!
Craven! Craven! Craven!
[Fans shouting]
Stop the horror! Stop!
Craven! Craven! Craven!
This is good. Oh, yeah.
Right over here. Mike.
Thank you.
After months of negotiations with the faa,
Internet broadcaster z web TV
has finally been given the go-ahead
for a live broadcast
of megastar slade craven's farewell concert
from a 747 traveling from L.A. to Toronto.
The death rocker's last concert
has been the source of much controversy.
In the wake of the columbine,
Springfield, and jonesboro tragedies,
the message of violence and death in craven's music
does not sit well with the conservative right
or religious groups.
Good for me.
Why don't you grab some b-reel,
and then I'll get right back to you.
Craven! Craven! Craven! Craven!
3:16!
[Shouting]
Craven! Craven!
All right, boys. Let's do the hustle.
Man, I hate this part.
Aw, come on, damen. You'll miss it when it's gone.
Thanks for the panties! I love you!
Fans: Craven! Craven! Craven!
Hello?
Benny: You know what?
I should be up there.
Tom, I gotta go.
No, seriously.
What is Ethan doin' up there?
He doesn't even like slade.
I'm the biggest craven fan there is,
and... but no, no, no.
Ben, you can't fly, remember?
What do you mean, I can't fly?
You can't fly.
Look, I got a few nosebleeds. Big deal.
That's got nothin' to do...
I'm countin' 'em in.
That's me, you know?
I've been his fan since,
like, puke hard, back in the eighties.
8, 7, 6...
put some kleenex up my nose.
5, 4...
Did you just do the count?
Voice: 3, 2, 1, go.
Right now I'm boarding
z web TV's specially designed,
absolutely radical 747 flying music station.
We've reconfigured the plane
just so we can bring you slade craven's final concert.
Behind this curtain is the stage,
and believe me,
it's like no airplane you've ever seen.
40 lucky winners of the craven's last shot contest
will join craven and his band for this smokin' party.
The first live, completely interactive,
real-time Internet broadcast in history.
Follow me.
This plane is wired.
We've mounted tiny spy cams all over the plane
so we can give you the action on the stage,
in the fans' seating area,
or wherever it's happening,
and you don't want to miss a minute.
So stay online, call your friends or e-mail 'em.
We're lookin' for 10 million craven fans tonight.
That was good.
I have director stopnow
from the federal aviation authority headquarters
in San Diego standing by
to answer some questions
about craven's airborne concert.
Mr. stopnow, the public wants to know
why the faa approved such a controversial flight.
We've been assured that all faa safety regulations
will be followed,
so there was no reason to deny the request.
And can you comment on the rumors
that threats have been made against the faa
if the concert doesn't happen?
Stopnow: Absolutely not.
There haven't been any threats,
and I would appreciate it if people didn't exaggerate
the controversy over this flight.
I'm sorry, but that's all the time I have.
Idiots.
So, as you can see,
the faa officially denies the threats,
even though reliable sources
have given us a very different story.
Now let's go back to the newsroom.
We've got some expected turbulence
at flight level 3-1-0.
We'll stay below it if we can.
You log many hours on 747s?
The last couple of years,
I got 1200 hours under my belt.
Before that, I flew choppers
in the military.
Well, we'll be in good hands
should we start spinnin' around.
So what do you think of this guy's music?
I listened for about 10 seconds
and got a headache.
I kind of like it.
It makes me think of 'nam.
It never stops.
Barrett: Kate finally
has somethin'
on that hacker.
She's not lettin' this one go.
Bad case of
obsessive compulsive disorder.
Heh heh!
Garner: What's up?
Fat lady's singing.
Specter.
This new program picked him up
as soon as he was hot.
Same pattern.
He's covering his tracks
by routing through these dormant websites.
Garner: Well, who's the target?
Kate: I don't know yet.
Barrett, why don't you log onto the site
while he's up, see if we can't get a trace?
Yeah.
We got a bite.
Barrett: He lives in those brand new condos.
Pretty fancy digs.
740 east 9th street.
Let's take this mother hacker down.
No. We'll have field ops handle it tomorrow.
It's not our job.
You're kidding.
Your shift's over, Kate.
Good work.
Good night.
[Music playing]
All right.
Craven's on.
Hacking's off.
[Music playing]
¶ As I glare at ¶
¶ my shiny blade ¶
¶ does it love me? ¶
¶ will it share my pain? ¶
¶ I am the razor ¶
¶ tear your skin ¶
¶ I am trick metal ¶
¶ scream in pain ¶
¶ now you're staring ¶
¶ right back at me ¶
¶ and it's Scarlet ¶
¶ all that it seems ¶
¶ no, I can't stop ¶
¶ looking for my Paris, the one with ¶
¶ the silver scare ¶
¶ I am the razor ¶
¶ tear your skin ¶
¶ I am trick metal ¶
¶ scream in pain ¶
¶ I am the razor ¶
¶ tear your skin ¶
[music playing]
[Talking]
Yeah, man. You're on.
Yeah.
And then I, like, totally ran down the fire escape.
[Electronic sweep]
I'm surprised they don't bring out the rubber gloves.
Come on, man. What's wrong with these, huh?
I saw him at the staples center.
He's twisted, man.
Oh, I cannot believe
we are actually going to see him live.
Oh, I know. This is so wild.
[Beeping]
Have you seen him live before?
No. I'm freakin' out.
Have you seen that video with the dog?
The dog. Oh, my God.
[Beeping]
2 years.
2 years I have been sitting on my ass,
chasing this guy...
And here he is,
and he's giving him to the field jocks.
Barrett: We track 'em,
they bring 'em in.
Screw you.
Kate, if you move now, you're gonna screw yourself up.
You know that.
I'm tellin' you as a friend,
let it go, ok?
You heard Frank. Your shift is over.
Go home. I'll watch things tonight.
Good night.
Barrett: Go home, Kate.
Nick: Ok, crack.
Let's see how good their firewalls are.
[Dials telephone number]
Gino: Village pizza.
Hey, gino. It's Nick.
Gino: Hey, Nick. How you doin'?
Large 23, right?
Nick: You got it.
Be there in about 15.
Nick: Thanks a lot.
[Beeping]
Coat off, please.
[Electronic sweep]
What's that mean?
Sign of the devil.
I had to ask.
Lift your pant legs, please.
You know, you have the most beautiful eyes.
Aren't you the charmer?
Lift your pant legs, please.
I'm not gonna ask you what that's about, am I?
It's part of the job.
Gotta give the people what they want.
Can I go now?
Nick: Just switch the feeds,
and I'll have all the cameras on the plane.
Ok. Don't forget their close-ups.
I want to see their faces when craven comes in.
Hold on. They're buzzing me.
He's coming.
I think craven's coming.
[Shouting]
Wow. That's just about the scariest lot
I've ever laid eyes on.
Well, let's get this pre-flight done,
and then we can stick in our earplugs.
Ha ha ha!
Erica: He's risen from his crypt
and is coming to claim your souls.
Are you sure you're up for the ride?
[Fans shout]
Well, then, let's party.
[Fans shouting]
Erica: Slade. Slade.
Oh, my God. Did you see that?
He is such a babe.
[Shouting]
I love him.
You can't cut in the middle...
Mandy: Benny? Shit.
What now?
Oh, how the hell should I know?
Ok, ok, ok.
Roll another video while I sort this out.
Erica, who put the bug up craven's ass?
Relax, Benny.
It's just his bad boy of rock schtick.
You take care of net traffic.
I'll take care of my end, ok?
Ok. Yeah. I'll relax.
I'm relaxed... Bitch.
Ok. Well, the website hits
are comin' in hot and heavy,
so you just keep stirrin' the pot, sweetheart.
Yeah. 'Cause you're number one.
Nick: Come on, baby.
Yes!
Fan: Oh, baby!
[Man laughs]
Nick: Into their mainframe.
You guys better make sure you behave yourselves,
otherwise, I'll have to tell the captain.
We always behave ourselves.
Right, guys?
Oh, yeah. You know, well, except for craven.
His mind is controlled by the devil.
Hmm.
Ain't easy bein' the antichrist.
All those pentangles and human sacrifices.
Human sacrifice?
Do you mind?
I'm eating.
Traffic controller: Trans con 619,
good evening.
3275 lax to departure,
push back at own discretion.
Contact ground 121.
Decimal 75.
3275 lax to departure 619.
All clear my side.
All clear on the right.
Ready for pushback.
Engines start.
[Rumbling]
Ready for taxi.
Checklist, please.
Flaps to 10.
Speedbreak armed.
Stabilizers and trims set.
Overhead panel set.
Front instruments set.
Crosscheck.
Crosscheck. Ready for takeoff checks.
Karen: The floor lighting will automatically light up
in the case of an emergency.
Please follow the lighting to the nearest exits.
Craven. Craven.
All fans: Craven!
Craven! Craven! Craven!
Craven! Craven!
Craven! Craven! Craven!
Karen: Excuse me. This is my seat.
Fans: Craven! Craven! Craven!
Craven! Craven! Craven!
[Classical music playing]
[Strumming]
All right, boys.
Show time.
Let's do the hustle.
Let's go, kids. It's party time.
Tor: All right. It's time to screw with the masses.
Damen: Come on, shred, you derelict.
Let's go screw with the masses.
Hello? Hang on. Gentlemen. Gentlemen!
You can't do that.
Yes, captain.
The band members have just left their seats
and are headed for the stage.
Mary, we can't leave the cockpit yet.
You'll have to handle it, ok?
Mary: Ok. Yes, sir.
I knew we were gonna
have trouble on this one.
Where do we hit that bad stuff?
100 Miles west of Santa Fe.
Gonna be bumpy.
Well, that should put a lid
on those whackos back there
for a little while.
Ha ha ha ha!
[Telephone beeps]
Yeah.
What? They can't.
We're still climbing.
[Sighs]
Come on, Ethan. We're going live.
Go.
You never know what's going to happen
with slade craven on board.
He's just taken the stage
and is going to start his first set...
yeah! Craven's on stage! Let's go!
Erica: Let's go. Let's go.
[Fans shouting]
Karen: Everyone, I need you to take your seats, please.
The captain hasn't turned the seat belt sign off yet.
Hey, are you guys excited?
Oh, my God. This is so cool.
Hey, everybody out there! Whoo!
I feel like we're in the movies,
and we don't know
what's gonna happen next.
You know, some people say
craven's music is too violent.
What do you guys think?
It makes me so hot.
I love it.
Erica: All right.
And what do you think?
Well, I guess if you take it literally,
it might seem violent,
but it's a show, and he's an artist,
and it isn't meant to be taken seriously.
Thank you. We'll get back to you later.
So...
Ethan! The camera stays on me.
Don't do that again.
We go on 3.
Let's go.
And what's the prince of darkness up to
behind this curtain?
Planning his next ritual sacrifice?
Conjuring up dark forces?
Well, I'm sure we'll see soon enough.
Fan: Come on! Come on!
[Music playing]
[Fans screaming]
Erica: It's like nothing you have ever seen before,
as we climb into the belly of the beast
and wait for the arrival
of the self-proclaimed dark angel, slade craven!
¶ There's a chill on my spine ¶
¶ I got a feeling divine ¶
¶ I crave chaos and control ¶
¶ just shoot me, baby ¶
¶ she'll suck the life from me ¶
¶ poor angel, squeeze the blood from your veins ¶
¶ she's my little steel angel ¶
¶ in a dirty magazine ¶
¶ she's got an itch in my addiction ¶
¶ and makin' me insane ¶
¶ she's got a whole lot of lovin' ¶
¶ to make you scream ¶
¶ gun love ¶
¶ just shoot me, baby ¶
¶ give me your gun ¶
¶ please, give me your gun ¶
¶ there's no need to fight ¶
¶ just want to murder light ¶
oh, my God.
He's coming over here.
He's coming.
¶ She's the maiden of death ¶
¶ she's just a hell of a whore ¶
¶ she'll kiss me, and then she'll beg for more ¶
¶ she's got an itch in my addiction ¶
¶ and makin' me insane ¶
¶ she's got a whole lot of lovin' ¶
¶ to make you scream... ¶
aah!
Oh, my God! Oh!
Oh! Oh!
¶ Gun love ¶
¶ call the murderer insane ¶
¶ gun love ¶
¶ I love this killing machine ¶
¶ gun love ¶
¶ I love the power to control ¶
¶ I'll protect you all ¶
¶ gun love ¶
¶ just shoot me, baby ¶
I'll kill you all.
¶ My pretty little angel ¶
¶ don't you scat away ¶
¶ I'll pump you full of my love, baby ¶
¶ and bring you ecstasy ¶
¶ see you in pain ¶
¶ just shoot me, baby ¶
¶ gun love ¶
¶ call the murderer insane ¶
¶ gun love ¶
¶ I love this killing machine ¶
¶ gun love ¶
¶ I love the power to control ¶
¶ I'll protect you all ¶
¶ gun love ¶
¶ just shoot me, baby ¶
¶ gun love ¶
¶ just shoot me, baby ¶
¶ gun love ¶
¶ just shoot me, baby ¶
¶ gun love! ¶
craven! Craven!
Craven! Craven!
[Fans shouting]
[Chanting]
Live?
No. No.
Die?
Yeah! Aah!
[Screaming]
Screw your miserable souls.
The twisted mind of slade craven
has once more drawn us
into his dark, violent world.
What's the next unspeakable act
in store for his innocent victims?
[Kiss]
Whoo!
Rock 'n roll!
Yeah!
[Turbulence]
[Fans scream]
It's getting rough up here.
Craven's worldwide number one hit,
razor electric, is up next,
so tell your friends to get online.
Here's the video that sparked all the controversy.
[Music playing]
What's she doing?
Should I buzz her?
Yeah.
Whoa!
Where the hell did that come from?
We must be pickin' up the edge of the storm.
We've got at least 30 minutes.
[Music playing]
Hey, Benny. What's up?
What's up?
Well, what's up is that we should have been
into the second song by now, so I don't know,
maybe we should get the show on the road, ok?
Where's craven?
How the hell should I know?
He just bolted from the stage.
It's not like I'm gonna go chasing him
all over the plane.
No, of course not. No.
No. You couldn't possibly do your job, could you?
Oh, God. I would just love to...
what?
What are you lookin' at?
Um, I don't feel so good.
I have to use the bathroom.
Benny: Are you all right?
Yeah. You sure?
Yeah. I'm fine.
What's the matter? What's wrong?
Mandy: I'm fine, Benny.
You sure?
Mandy: Yeah.
Is it like a woman's thing, or what?
Benny, I'll be right back.
Well, hurry back, all right?
Hey, you're not upset
about what I said about Erica, are ya?
'Cause, I mean, I think she's super-talented.
Whatever.
Was that for real?
What can I do for you?
[Doorbell buzzing] Kate: Large 23.
Yeah, come on in!
Yeah, the money's over there on the table.
Just keep the change.
Kate: Wow, that's quite a setup you've got there.
Yeah. Well, thanks.
You're the new delivery girl?
Hi.
What is that?
Slade craven's doing his final concert
in flight, and I have access to all...
you hacked into the mainframe?
You into computers?
You could get your ass busted for this.
Yeah, well, that's not gonna happen.
Oh, yeah, why?
Because someone would have to be
smarter than me,
and that's not possible.
I guess someone was smarter than you.
FBI stand up,
turn around, put your hands on your desk.
You wanna tell me what this is about?
Ow! Hey!
Right hand.
Ok, sit down.
That is real.
I think somebody just got whacked on here.
Well, that guy's famous
for staging murders during his concerts.
No, this was a hidden camera, ok?
If he's gonna whack somebody
he's gonna do it on stage
in front of an audience,
otherwise what's the point?
Hey, you at least gotta call your people
or something, don't you?
Check it out?
[Huffs]
Look, so what now?
¶ I am the razor ¶
Erica, the video is almost over,
and we are losing viewers.
Damn it. We have to get craven
back on stage.
So how'd you track me down?
Huh?
Well, Mr. Attila the hun of the Internet,
where would you like me to begin?
The cable system job you did 2 years ago?
Around the time you disrupted
the governor's first web broadcast.
Do you remember when the power lines went down
across half the grids in the pacific northwest?
Hmph!
So that was you on my ass
the entire time, huh?
And now it all makes sense.
Oh, about those power grids...
They were gonna raise the rates.
I convinced them not to.
The end justifies the means.
Yeah, something like that.
So you still haven't told me
how you tracked me down.
Well, I hacked into...
oh! Oh, you hacked into... Ha ha!
Ok. Well...
I guess you and I are a lot alike.
Give me a break.
No, seriously, I mean it.
The only real difference is
that you protect the system
and I protect the people.
Would you please be quiet?
You're distracting me.
Oh. Well...
I can appreciate your frustration,
but we've got some serious business
to attend to here.
So, you must really love your job.
After a while it gets kind of lame.
So what do you do when you're not
attending airborne rock concerts?
Actually, I'm studying to be a broadcast journalist.
Uh, like her.
Uh, yeah. I wouldn't call that journalism.
Heh heh!
I'm going to be a news reporter.
Uh, look, I gotta go.
Um, I'll talk to you later.
I want you to get craven out here now!
Hi.
Uh, Mr. craven?
What do you want?
Uh, your second song was supposed to begin
about 10 minutes ago.
We were just wondering, uh...
I'll be there when I'm ready.
Right.
Whenever you're ready... Sir.
4 years of film school for this.
He says he'll come out
when he's ready.
Erica: Damn, we're losing viewers!
Benny: Yeah, bring it on,
bring it on, baby.
Ok, that's one
the double mocha cappuccino?
The skinny? This is the skinny, right?
Great. Ok, thanks, brother.
Mmm! Uh-uh! This one's yours.
Oh, great, great. Ok, ok, ok, um...
Ok, um, uh, go to gun love, gun love.
Again? Yeah, again.
Because, you see, the world is paying
10 bucks to watch craven
and not a bunch of weirdos
waiting for him to show up.
Well, how about getting Erica on to hype things?
Right. I'll cue it up.
Huh! Does that look like a setup to you?
You sure do have good timing, detective.
So, do you believe me now?
Jim, you might want to take a look back there,
see what's going on before we hit the bad weather.
Right. Make sure the inmates
aren't running the asylum, hmm?
I'll hold down the fort.
LordSadler lordsadler2012@gmail.com
Excuse me, please, I need to get...
are you listening? Excuse me, buddy.
That'll do, pal, that'll do.
Excuse me.
I'll go up top.
Yeah.
I can't believe this.
Did you see this?
Were you watching that?
Get your camera.
Come on!
Craven! Craven!
Yeah!
Woman: Woo-hoo!
Woo-woo-woo!
What's up, slade?
It's time for the words, man.
Words mean nothing.
This means something.
What's he doing now?
Oh, boy...
It's the same gun.
Hey, what's with slade?
Craven! Craven!
Craven...
Who's next?
Is it you?
Nick: Something's not right.
Heh heh heh!
Maybe it's you.
Aah! Yeah!
I've got an itch to scratch.
Who will be my next sacrifice?
Me, me, me!
We have a visitor.
The intrepid captain is here
to see that we behave ourselves.
Isn't that right, captain?
You're going too far.
No one touches me. Ever
it's a blank.
I didn't know the pilot was in on it.
Who cares? This is great!
Ho ho ho ho!
Oh, my God! Look at the number
of hits we're getting.
Unbelievable.
Like, are you prepared to die?
'Cause, like, it's fun when the bullets aren't real.
[Gun cocks]
But what if they were?
You're scared, aren't ya?
What's it like to experience real terror?
You're so young and so pretty.
You don't deserve to die.
Yet.
Let's kill someone who's already lived
a long and boring life. Ok?
Now the party gets real.
Jeez, come on, this is ridiculous.
Fan: You're nuts, man.
Wait.
He's dead!
He's dead! You killed him, you son of a...
Oh, my God.
Jeez.
[Dialing cell phone]
Yeah, I think maybe
it's time to call your people.
You! Keep the camera rolling on me!
What's the matter?
Aren't we having fun anymore?
Benny...
[Humming]
[Cell phone rings]
Garner here.
Kate: Frank?
Kate?
I'm with specter.
Explain.
I busted specter.
You what?
Before you begin the lecturing,
I need you to get Barrett
to log on to the z web TV site.
There's a concert on a plane.
What plane?
I would get Barrett if I were you, sir.
Well, what the hell are you talking about?
I believe a pilot has been shot.
Wait a minute. You decided
to go against my orders
and bust this guy on your own,
and now you're tying to convince me
there's some sort of plot on an airplane?
Z web TV
live broadcast, sir.
Kate? Kate!
Shall we play a game?
But I thought you liked games,
especially the ones where people get killed.
Isn't that why you're all here?
Well, the name of the game
"is who dies next?"
Garner: Is this guy for real?
Barrett: He's known for his
bloody, theatrical stage shows.
Very controversial.
Slade: Who's next? Who's my next sacrifice?
Is it you?
[Man mumbles]
Eeney...
Meaney...
Miney...
Mo...
Catch a... please, no!
You keep the camera on me if you want to live!
We don't want my public to miss a second of this.
Do we, Erica?
Why are you doing this, man?
Because everyone is watching.
Now you move!
Anybody else wanna try being a hero?
I didn't this so.
Something's not right.
I should've had him. Damn it!
What are we gonna do now?
I'll... I'll figure out something.
Don't do anything stupid.
He'll kill you.
Erica...
Come here. I have something
I need to discuss with your viewers.
Could we get a close-up?
Ok, ok, kill the feed.
What? Kill the feed,
kill the feed, kill the feed.
What's happening?
Erica: Ethan, where's the feed?
They cut us off.
Benny, get us back on line!
What the...
Uh, yeah, hello.
I need to, uh... Ahem!
I need to speak to the FBI
I... I think.
Y-y-yes, no, yeah, I'm serious.
Uh, well, we've got a situation here.
W-w-we're part of a web TV show
a-a-and we're... we're shooting a...
do you know who craven is?
Slade craven?
[Sighs]
Well, if you uncuff me,
I can get the feed back.
[Whistling]
Thank you very much.
Ow!
Aren't you rough and tough?
[Cell phone rings]
Garner.
Yeah, Agnes, we were just watching it
before it cut out.
Benny? All right, let him know
that we're on the way.
Let's go.
Who the hell is Benny?
A very nervous Internet broadcaster.
You better find out where that plane is.
Yeah, I'm on it.
So what do we do now?
Does anybody have any ideas?
How about you, Erica?
Agnes, this is Barrett.
Frank and I are on our way
to z web TV.
Uh-huh.
[Siren]
Is that the f.A.A.?
Yeah.
Always an emergency just before dinner.
Agent garner here.
Mr. garner, we haven't been able
to establish contact with flight 619.
Uh-huh.
We believe their communications system
has been disabled. Clearly these people
do not want to negotiate.
Ok, uh, get me everything
you know on that plane.
If there's a change in course, speed,
anything at all.
I have no idea what the hijacker wants,
so I need the information.
Yes, sir. We'll call with any news.
All right. Keep me updated.
Thanks.
Slade: You know what
the most exciting thing is for me?
Anticipation.
I think that's why I'm so popular.
Because I figured out
that everybody loves that feeling.
No one ever knows what I'm going to do next.
One moment I can be... Soft and sweet,
and the next I can do something as ugly as...
Kill my best friend.
But you see, that's only if I feel like it.
And right now, I don't.
You know what I mean?
Here goes.
Ah, there? You get much better reception
with the direct satellite feed.
Why do you think he's doing this?
You know, when he came back out on stage, I...
My first instinct was that...
Who is this guy? I mean,
he was walking completely different,
he was acting completely different.
I'm just not sure it's him.
Let me... let me check something.
All right, there's the passenger manifest.
Can you crosscheck that
with the bureau's databank?
You need my help?
Yes, miss FBI, I need your help.
Ahem. My name is Kate Hayden,
and I'm a Ms.
You sure are.
Did you get through to Kate?
Can't get a signal.
Government issued phone.
Come on, work!
I think it's just ahead.
[Tires squeal]
[Dialing cell phone]
Kate? It's Frank.
We're just arriving at z web TV.
Tell me what you know.
Frank: Uh-huh. Yeah. Your hacker has
a direct feed into the broadcast?
Ok, stay put and I'll get back to you
as soon as I can.
Slade: The clock is ticking.
Your time's almost up, Benny.
Do you want me to scatter
her brains all over this plane?
What are we waiting for, Benny,
the authorities to tell you what to do?
Tell them to call the f.A.A. In San Diego,
and they'll find out what makes me tick.
And you make it quick.
I want them to get that message.
Get the tower evacuated right away.
Agnes, patch me through to the f.A.A., San Diego.
Stopnow here.
Mr. stopnow, f.B.I special agent Barrett calling.
We have reason to believe
that your tower is in danger.
You must evacuate immediately.
There's nothing unusual happening here, sir.
Everybody, out!
The line just went dead.
But I heard the sound of an explosion
just before it cut off.
Means he's got
accomplices on the ground.
Are you Benny? Yeah.
Get back on line right now.
Ok, ok, get on line.
I thought that would be your response.
Transcon 619,
request immediate status update.
Repeat, request immediate
status update, over.
Transcon 619, this is Kansas City
international air traffic control.
You're entering our...
any idea what he's after?
Me? I...
No, no, nothing.
I mean other than, you know, keeping himself
on the air so the whole world can watch him.
What do you know about him?
Uh, uh, well...
About as much as anybody else.
He... he's rich, he's famous,
he's... he's very, very private.
All right, see if a background check
comes up with anything.
We have a match.
His name is Simon flanders.
Yeah, I saw that guy on the plane earlier.
Let me rewind this.
I don't see him anywhere.
Do you have a voice analysis program?
Yeah, it's in the, uh, "x" file.
Heh! Of course it is.
Ok, bring up the first song.
Ok.
¶ ...addiction and making me insane ¶
¶ she's got a whole lot of lovin'... ¶
and the suspect's voice.
Damn rewind.
There we go.
Words mean nothing. This means something.
Who's next?
Two completely different voices.
[Puffs] Then where's craven?
Kate: Ok, Simon flanders.
He's linked to a group of devil worshippers.
Nick: Oh, great.
They see themselves as the vanguard
of the anti-Christ.
They believe they're gonna rule the next millennium.
Hmm. Sounds like my neighbor Daphne.
They've been implicated in arson, violence...
What do they call themselves?
Guardians of the gateway.
Oh, that's catchy.
We have to get these people back to their seats.
Shut up! Unless you want to join the captain
in LA-LA land!
[Sinister music plays on web site]
Kate: "Daughter of the gateway,
the one that shall lead the 10 million."
What does this have to do
with what's happening on the plane?
Satanic mumbo-jumbo.
The stull prophecy.
"Cataclysm of fire,
"death of the false prophet,
release the dark angel."
It seems pretty real to me.
Yeah.
Let's get to work.
Come on.
They're heading northeast towards Kansas City.
Still no word why they deviated
from the normal flight path.
Barrett: Hold on.
They can't seem to get in touch with the cockpit.
All right, keep trying.
Tell them to keep us informed.
I need to talk to this, uh, slade craven.
Can you make that happen?
Benny: Yeah, just pick up a headset.
Erica, I have the FBI here,
and they, uh, want to talk to craven.
Ok, Benny,
they want to talk to you.
Who wants to talk to me?
On p.A.: Slade craven,
this is Frank garner of the FBI.
Mr. garner from the FBI,
what a pleasure.
I didn't know I had fans in the bureau.
Look, you're back online now.
Let's talk.
But first you've got to let the woman go.
You got no reason to harm her now.
Mr. garner, I don't think you have any idea
what my reasons are, do you?
No, I don't,
but that's what we'll talk about,
but I think it would be a good idea if you let her go
and it's just you and me.
Mr. garner, I'd just feel far too lonely
without my arms around a beautiful woman.
She's so beautiful.
Wouldn't you agree?
Yes. Yes, she's very beautiful.
I, um, understand what you're saying, slade,
but it makes it very hard for us to talk.
Kate: "Cataclysm of fire"...
does that sound anything
like a plane crash to you?
It could be.
[Heavy metal music plays]
Where's the plane now?
Over eastern Kansas.
Kansas, huh?
Oh ho.
Guess what stull is?
What?
It's a very small town in eastern Kansas
with a church with a very interesting history.
Look at this.
A church in Kansas
is the seventh gateway to hell?
"Even the pope in his visit to Colorado in 1996
"would not fly over eastern Kansas. It's reputed
to be one of the unholiest places in the world."
They're gonna crash the plane into a church?
Release the dark angel.
This is getting weirder.
Yeah.
So what is it you want, slade?
A world without the hypocrisy
that's been afflicted upon us
from the time we were born.
What kind of hypocrisy?
Well, why should I tell you?
I want to understand.
Look at the numbers.
This is amazing, Ben.
They're increasing by 10,000 a minute.
Yay, we're a hit.
Simon: ...And I really don't think
you're in a position to force me.
Do you understand me?
Houston, we got a problem.
There's a lunatic on the plane.
Who is this?
Where is that transmission coming from?
It's coming from...
From, uh...
Right. Uh, it's... it's coming from
the communications center on the plane.
Craven: Hello? You there?
All right. Cut him off.
Oh, and then... sorry.
Can you patch me into the plane?
Uh, yeah. Yeah, just talk into that mic
and push that red button.
Garner: Who is this?
This is slade, man.
He's alive. Craven's alive.
All right, uh, hold on.
I'll be right back to you.
Ok, put me back on with...
Benny: Ok. Ok.
Go ahead.
Now were you referring to religion, slade?
Religion, the church, the state...
whatever you want to call it.
It's the words we all use to hide behind.
Hide from what?
The truth... the real truth.
Ok, I'll have to get back to you in a moment.
Cut him off again. Put him back on.
Now how do I know you're the real slade craven?
Excuse me?
I didn't catch your name.
This is Frank garner, FBI field operative-in-charge.
FBI? Ok, FBI.
Last year I paid $4,200,057 in income tax.
I remember, 'cause it hurt.
You check it out. Check it.
[Cell phone dialing]
Agnes, Barrett here.
Pull up last year's IRS return for slade craven.
Yeah, uh-huh. Slade craven.
Yeah, I'll wait.
Ok.
All right, Mr. craven, I want you to sit tight
and we'll get back to you as soon as we can.
I don't think so.
Listen...
We have a dangerous situation on board.
I don't want you getting involved.
Now, do you understand?
I'm sorry, Mr. garner, y-y-you're breaking up.
I can't hear a word you're saying.
Craven!
I wonder why they didn't kill him.
I don't know, but I like his style.
Ok, craven, let's find out
exactly where you are.
It checks out. 4 million, 200...
should have stuck to the clarinet.
All right. Put him back online.
Benny: Ok, superman. Right there.
All right, slade.
You talked about truth. Let's do that.
Let's cut to the chase.
You tell me right now what is it that you want.
I want you to die.
Ok. We'll write that down. What else?
Time, Mr. garner.
How much time?
Well, actually, now that I think about it,
I don't need anything from you.
Look, slade,
just stare into the eyes of the people around you.
They're scared.
Now, nobody wants to harm you.
Who's this?
Hey, this is Nick.
Dude, you have no idea.
I'm such a big fan of yours.
It's... this is amazing.
How the hell did you find me?
Oh, uh, I hacked... I...
um... The z web TV mainframe.
I've, uh,
I've been monitoring your broadcast
since you took off.
Right.
He hacked into the satellite feed.
Slade: Who's that?
Special agent Kate Hayden.
Slade: Special what?
Uh, she's just a special friend.
Uh, dude, you just have no idea
h-how amazing it is to be, you know,
just talking to you like this.
I mean, you're, like, you're the dude...
Or chick or whatever you are,
but you are it, man.
Slade: Thanks, man.
I didn't think I had any fans left.
What did you say you were?
You say you're a hacker?
Uh, no, no, no. I didn't say that.
It's just... she said I'm a slacker...
Or something.
Garner: Slade, I have a suggestion.
Simon: What do you want? To play a game?
No. We'll land the plane,
and everybody will get to go home, ok?
[Thunder]
[Screaming]
Oh, my God. That's that guy.
Man: I knew it wasn't slade.
It's him.
All right. All right, they got him!
Get him! Get him! Get him!
Woman: Good. She's got the gun.
[Gasping]
Woman: Oh, my God!
Man: What happened?!
Second man: She shot damen!
Slade: Damen.
Nick?
I can't just sit here.
Oh, my...
What?
Erica: We don't negotiate.
Cut the feed again and everyone dies.
Into the back of the plane.
I don't want anyone to get any hero ideas.
To the back of the plane, all of you!
Except you.
We need to stay in touch with our fans around the world.
It pays to have friends in high places, Mr. garner.
Now that we have our 10 million followers
thanks to your stupid little morality show,
we move closer to our goal.
One that shall lead 10 million.
This woman organized the whole thing.
Nick: Daughter of the gateway...
oh, boy. Helter skelter live on the net.
It's time to end the reign of your false prophet.
Bring him here.
Oh, my God.
They're gonna execute craven.
Death of the false prophet.
Oh, uh, slade?
Your evil twin is coming toward you.
We need to figure something out.
Now we get to play.
[Thunder]
Their plan is to kill craven.
I think it's our only chance.
We have direct contact with him, Frank.
Let me get this straight, Kate.
You want the hacker you want to arrest
to virtually guide the rock star through the plane
so that he could overpower the armed satanic hijackers.
Kate: Yeah, I know it sounds crazy.
Do you have a better suggestion?
Craven and the mad hacker have developed...
A bond.
Oh, a bond. Of course.
Well, why didn't you tell me that sooner?
It's time to change course now.
Are you ready?
[Chuckles]
The great slade craven...
How the mighty have fallen.
Not so powerful without all your fans to hold you up.
You look better with the wig.
I wish you were there
to see the look in their eyes, craven.
Today the world saw that violence can inspire.
Millions of...
yeah, I know my own lyrics. Get over it.
You really take all that crap seriously?
I believe you know the answer to that question.
I thought so.
Craven: Damn!
Bastard.
Nick, I hope you're taping this.
[Opera music plays]
You're a lucky man, Ethan.
You're going to witness the event
that'll change civilization.
You're sick.
You think?
[Music continues]
[Alarm beeping]
[Screaming]
Put your heads between your knees.
Keep your heads down.
[Screaming and crying]
Look who's just walked on stage.
Nick: Erica's on her way toward you with a gun.
Look, you gotta do something.
What's your plan?
Slade: I have no idea.
Improvise, I guess.
[Screaming]
Benny: Oh, my God.
Yeah.
[Screaming]
It's ok. It's just a storm.
To better days.
Let's do the hustle.
Nick, I'm coming up on the cockpit.
Can you hear me?
Yeah. I copy.
[Opera plays]
What can I do for you?
You can land this plane.
We'll be on the ground in 10 minutes.
You know how to fly?
No.
Put down the gun.
It's useless.
I... I love this music.
It's so perfect.
We're in the middle of thunder and lightning
gently rocked by turbulence
and we can just sit here,
relax, enjoy the music.
Where are we going?
We're all in this together,
and we're all going down.
Nick?
Copilot just shot himself.
There's no one here to land the plane.
Who's gonna land the plane?
We are.
We? As in you and...
yeah, as in me and craven.
Oh, jeez. You gotta be kidding me.
What do you know about flying?
Well, it's simple.
Some kids grew up playing Nintendo.
For me it was flight simulators.
Look, you got a better idea?
This plane's gonna crash
into some town in Kansas within minutes.
All right.
Sir, we've located a pilot.
He's on his way.
Get garner.
Kate, are you crazy?!
You can't allow this to happen.
Now, I'll have a pilot online momentarily.
Do you hear me?
Under no circumstances
are you to allow him to try this.
Do you understand?
I'll hold you responsible.
Nick, you can't do this.
If anything happens to them,
we'll be held responsible.
And what if the plane crashes in Kansas?
Who's responsible then?
Kate!
2 minutes to impact.
All right, listen to me now.
You got to sit in the left chair,
grab the wheel and pull it back.
Ok, you gotta pull it back now!
We don't have any time.
You gotta get it out of the dive.
Pull it back, ok? Just pull back.
It's not working.
Look, grab the throttle control on your right
and pull it back now!
I am pulling, and it's not coming back!
Plant your feet and pull it back!
Woman: Oh, my God!
Ok, we're leveling out.
My God... I think we're gonna make it.
Nick: All right. All right.
You did a great job, man. Great job.
Now just hold her steady, ok?
All right, now I'm gonna... I'm gonna give you
a tour of the controls. You gotta listen up.
Transcon 6-1-9, number one for runway 1-9.
Turn left heading 2-3-0.
Intercept the I.L.S. Runway 19.
Eta Kansas, 8 minutes current speed.
Emergency response team has been dispatched.
I need you to access
kci's navigational control center.
Are you out of your mind?!
That's completely illegal!
Fine, then.
Thanks.
Nick: Great.
Nick: All right, slade,
we've got to reprogram the auto pilot
for Kansas City international.
Now, beside your right knee
there's a small keyboard.
Punch in 2-3-0 and enter.
Ok, now once you've punched in the coordinates,
the computer will land the plane, ok?
Ok.
[Humming]
Still singing that same old song.
Something's wrong.
They're diving again.
Slade?
Slade, can you hear me?
Slade?!
Slade!
What is up, man?!
This is not a good time to go solo.
Slade! Talk to me, man.
Sorry, Nicholas.
I promise it won't happen again.
6-1-9 is veering wildly off course.
Sir, we have a visual.
Something is definitely happening up there.
The plane is veering off due north.
Well, where the hell's the pilot?!
I'm right here. I'm Jack Fletcher.
I've already been briefed.
[Telephone rings]
Yes?
Who is it?
[Whispering] Mr. Fletcher.
Yeah?
Nick, I'm Jack Fletcher.
I'm a pilot with kci.
I see the plane approaching.
It's banking a hard left.
You have to get him to level it off.
Ok, understood.
Look, slade... slade,
you gotta turn the control column
to the right until the plane levels out.
It's leveled out, Nick, but I'm having
a hell of a time holding it here.
Yeah, all right. Well, just look at the throttles
on the center control panel, ok?
Are they all lined up?
No, the one on the far left's lower.
Ok, well, then just bring it up
so that it's in line with the others.
What's going on there, Fletcher?
Why aren't you doing anything?
Mr. garner, your guys are doing
all the right things.
Now, it's a very sensitive situation up there.
If I take over now, there's...
there's a good chance that they'll crash.
The, uh, the two of them seem to have, um...
Some kind of, um...
yeah. Yeah, I know.
I gotta get me one of these things.
Nick.
Nick: Yeah?
This is Jack Fletcher again.
Yeah, glad to have you with us, Mr. Fletcher.
You're doing a great job so far.
Now ask him to engage the auto pilot again.
Ok.
Uh, slade?
Let's re-engage the auto pilot.
Now, look up at the center of the dashboard, ok?
Push the buttons marked "c-m-d."
Now, the lights are gonna come on
and then the auto pilot will take over.
Nick, it's not lighting up.
Damn.
Ok, look, slade.
You're gonna have to land the plane manually.
[Necklace clatters]
Please, God...
Let us land safely.
Your approach angle's too steep!
You're losing your glide slope. Pull up!
Nick: Pull back on the control column
and move the flap indicator to 20 degrees.
It's located right next to the throttle.
Ok, it's steady.
All right! All right, you're looking good now.
Now just select full flaps
and get it down.
Full flaps.
Slade: Gears are down.
All right. Ok, now listen to me.
Just look straight ahead, all right?
Now, there's a set of crosshairs.
You've gotta... you've gotta center them
into a perfect cross.
Ok, they're centered, Nick.
They're still too low!
All right, now pull up, slade.
Nick: Come on, pull it up! Increase power!
Slade: I'm pulling up!
He's a goner.
Ahhhhh!
What?!
I think I just killed them.
[Radio static]
Slade: We're down!
They're down!
We did it!
Yes!
Slade: Hello?!
How do I stop this plane?!
Somebody talk to me!
All right, look, just...
Move the throttles all the way back, ok?
Just grab that little lever and pull 'em up.
All the way, man. Do it now.
We're still going too fast!
Pull the speed brake lever up
as far as it goes, all right?
It's right beside your knee.
Ok, apply full pressure with your toes
on the rudder pedal.
It's workin'!
We're doin' it, Nick!
All right! Whoo!
Oh, yeah, man!
All right, slade, baby!
You are the dude! I'm tellin' ya!
Oh, my God.
Yeah!
Hah hah hah! Oh, wow!
Yes! Ha ha ha ha!
Nice job.
Yes. Yeah. Yes.
Very nice.
Nick.
Nick, how do I talk to the people in the back?
Ho ho.
He wants to talk to the people in the back.
He is so cool.
Hey, man, just, uh,
just hit that button by your right thumb.
This is your captain, slade craven, speaking.
I want everybody to sit tight, ok?
We're just stopping in Kansas City to refuel,
and then we're gonna head on to Toronto!
You sit tight because we are gonna rock and roll!
Yeah!
Can you believe what just happened?
No.
[Dialing cell phone]
Kate.
Congratulations. And, uh...
Tell your pilot there, uh, well done.
Thank you, sir.
Oh, ho, ho. Ho, ho.
Wanna go get something to eat now?
Please.
Oh, that was amazing.
Well done, guys. Right on.
Yeah. Yeah.
Whoo!
Good job, Nick.
Yeah, you, too. It was just...
Unbelievable.
Ah.
So, uh...
What now? You want to...
Celebrate with some cold pizza?
Oh, you gotta be kiddin' me.
Oh, come on!
What?!
Get up and turn around.
This is a joke, right?
This is crazy!
I don't believe this!
I... I just saved a plane full of people.
I just saved the world's greatest rock star.
I mean, I just saved the world from Satan!
This is absolutely ri...
diculous.
I thought you said you were hungry.
Wait.
[Radio chatter]
I can't believe we made it.
Yeah. Pretty wild ride, huh?
Are you ok?
Yeah. You ok?
Yeah.
Nance: I think what you did up there
was just so great.
Oh, yeah? Yeah.
It was nothin'. [Laughs]
Hey, you ever been to Kansas before?
No. No?
Well, I know this great little place...
Oh, yeah? Yeah.
Well, it's down by the river, under a tree.
Thank God we're here.
Told you we'd make it.
Hey, broadcast journalism, right?
No. Now's your chance!
Ethan, no!
Come on, it's your first exclusive!
But I'm not ready yet!
In 5...4...
3...2...1.
This is Jennifer shore reporting live for z web TV
from flight 619
which has just now made an emergency landing
at the Kansas City international airport.
Superstar death-rocker slade craven
has averted a disaster
and... and saved a plane full of his fans
after almost single-handedly
fighting off a group of heavily armed hijackers
who were intent on crashing this plane.
Thanks, man.
Crowd chanting: Craven! Craven! Craven!
Thanks, man!
You saved our life, man!
You're the greatest!
Yes!
You're amazing!
Yeah!
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¶ infect you with disease ¶
¶ give in to temptation ¶
¶ you need to bleed ¶
¶ I twist your arm to feed ¶
¶ this lethal sensation ¶
¶ do you feel a little wasted? ¶
¶ I'll make you feel a little wasted ¶
¶ train ride to hell ¶
¶ wanna hear you scream ¶
¶ cast down the well ¶
¶ villain of your dreams ¶
¶ train ride to hell ¶
¶ give you what you need ¶
¶ cast down the well ¶
¶ gonna watch you bleed ¶
¶ you feel unreal ¶
¶ and seem to lose your will ¶
¶ forbidden desire ¶
¶ I want to stalk ¶
¶ to hunt you in the dark ¶
¶ can't get much higher ¶
¶ do you feel a little wasted? ¶
¶ I'll make you feel a little wasted ¶
¶ train ride to hell ¶
¶ wanna hear you scream ¶
¶ cast down the well ¶
¶ villain of your dreams ¶
¶ train ride to hell ¶
¶ give you what you need ¶
¶ cast down the well ¶
¶ gonna watch you bleed ¶
¶ you use, abuse ¶
¶ there's nothing you'll refuse ¶
¶ can't stop your addiction ¶
¶ I'm here, I'm near ¶
¶ I'll drive away the fear ¶
¶ I got your prescription ¶
¶ do you feel a little wasted? ¶
¶ I'll make you feel a little wasted ¶
¶ train ride to hell ¶
¶ wanna hear you scream ¶
¶ cast down the well ¶
¶ villain of your dreams ¶
¶ train ride to hell ¶
¶ give you what you need ¶
¶ cast down the well ¶
¶ gonna watch you bleed ¶