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Why should they call us back? |
How the hell do I know? Maybe the war's over. |
Lieutenant Zogg, what do our orders say about the authentication of orders during an attack mission? |
Look, this is different. |
Our orders warn us to expect the enemy to use ingenuity in issuing contrary and confusing orders. And therefore, to disregard anything that doesn't come on the CRM114. |
But the CRM114 has been smashed for almost an hour. |
Then that settles it, doesn't it? |
Like hell it does. |
The CRM114 is smashed, right? |
Right. So how could we get any messages? |
That's the point. |
I don't get you, King. |
I said that's the point! |
Look, King, maybe you've lost too much blood, or something. |
Lieutentant Zogg, how would you like your black butt slung into a General Court Martial when we get back??? |
Take it easy, Major Kong. |
Then get off my back! |
There are plenty of traitors and spies running around loose. |
But the code is made up by General Ripper, and he's the only one left at the base who would know the code. |
Nobody's loyalty is beyond question. Besides, how do we know one of his staff didn't see it? |
Come on, King. That doesn't make sense. |
Okay, how do we know they didn't shoot down one of our planes and torture the crew? How do we know that? |
We crossed the coast over an hour ago. Okay? |
You're giving them an awful lot of credit for being on the ball. |
First lesson in War College: Never under estimate your enemy. |
Sorry, King. |
Forget it. Okay, team, let's break it up and get ready for the kickoff. |
Who's that? |
It's me Lothar. Are you okay? |
I'm okay. What's up? |
Well, I hate to say this, but I think the bomb bay doors are stuck. |
Are you sure? |
Well, I can't get out and look, King. But I don't get a green light. |
Maybe the warning system's out. |
But I get a red light. |
Have you tried the emergency system? |
I tried everything. Something must have gotten bent or twisted from the pounding we took. |
Lothar, can you arm the bombs for impact? |
But I TOLD YOU, I don't think we can get the bomb bay doors open. |
I asked you a question, Lothar! |
But how are we going to drop the bombs if the doors won't Hey, King....you're not thinking of You don't mean you'd ??? |
There's no other way, Lothar. Can you rearm the bombs for impact? |
Let me check. |
There's no other way, boys. I'm going to have to take her in...the hard way. |
I think it's okay, King. They should go off on impact. |
Would it matter if they hit at a flat angle? I mean, do you think the deuterium mass might separate from the atomic trigger? |
Well, it would probably help if you took it ...sort of...straight down. |
Roger. |
We're on course, Major. Just fixed our position on that river back there. |
What the hell are you doing here, Lothar? |
I thought I'd go along for the ride. |
Now what the hell did you want to go and do a thing like that for, Lothar? |
I thought maybe you'd like some company. |
King, would you mind if I keep me hands on the wheel when you take her in? |
I'd be mighty proud if you did, Lothar. |
Thanks, King. I've always wanted to take one of these big babies in. |
Listen, Lothar. You know that crack I made about your...butt? |
Forget it. |
I just wanted you to know I didn't mean anything by it. |
Sure, King. |
Well, I just wanted you to know how I felt. Hell, I know Air Command wouldn't have taken you if you weren't okay. And don't think I don't know some of our best ballplayers and entertainers are of Negro descent. |
Hey, King. Somebody at Burpelson has a very perverted sense of humor. |
Yeah? |
I just got another blast on the CRM114, and the damned thing decodes: Wing Attack, PlanR. |
Wing attack, PlanR. That's exactly what it says. |
Check your code again. No one at base would pull a stunt like that, Terry. |
That's what I'm doing, and it comes out the same. |
No, this looks like the real thing. |
Yeah, it sure looks like the real thing, all right. |
Okay. Check these points. Complete radio silence. To ensure that the enemy can't plant false transmissions and fake orders, the CRM114 is to be switched into all receiver circuits. The three code letters of the period are to be set on the alphabet dials of the CRM114, which will in turn block any transmissions other than those preceded by the code letters. You got it? |
Roger, I'm setting up the CRM114. |
Primary target the ICBM base at Laputa. One weapon fused for air burst at ten thou sand. Second weapon to be used if first malfunctions. Otherwise the secondary gets it the airfield outside of Karnak. Fused air burst at ten thousand. |
Lieutenant Toejam, are you ready for Bim and Bam? |
Ready, Major. |
Primary arming switch. |
Primary arming switch. |
I thought I should check out the damage first. My gear is busted up pretty bad. |
Lieutenant Toejam's going to help you in a minute. Can you check your ECM? |
So am I. |
Listen, I think I'm hit bad. |
Where'd they get you? |
Damn you, Lieutenant Toejam! Lothar! |
What does it look like? |
Some kind of signaling. |
No kidding. |
Let's see...International Morse, I think ...K...E...O...P...E...R...E...C...A...L... L...M...I...S...T...A...K...E...O...P...E... Gee, I don't know, it seems to be some kind of code. |
Yep, it's the CRM114 code, all right. |
Very interesting. |
Gee, we hate to leave you like this, Major Kong. But there isn't anything we can really accomplish by sticking around. |
Forget it. |
Listen, King, old buddy. On behalf |
Skip it and jump, damn you! This flak's so close, I can smell it. |
Then this is it. |
What? |
War. |
War? |
I'm sorry, Major Kong. I guess I was way out of line. |
Forget it, Quentin. It can happen to the best of us. Now let's get squared away. |
A through H is correct. |
Main interference linked to electronic detector. Fight interference on readi ness state. |
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