|Posted by George Freund on April 30, 2011 at 9:40 AM|
Original airdate 03/04/2001
Written by Chris Carter, Vince Gilligan, John Shiban & Frank Spotnitz
Directed by Rob Bowman
Filming Locations: New York City, NY & Vancouver, BC
Shooting from: March 20 - April 7, 2000
"They're going to crash the plane into the World Trade Center."
"In the early 1960s, America's top military leaders reportedly drafted plans to kill innocent people and commit acts of terrorism in U.S. cities to create public support for a war against Cuba.
Code named Operation Northwoods, the plans reportedly included the possible assassination of Cuban émigrés, sinking boats of Cuban refugees on the high seas, hijacking planes, blowing up a U.S. ship, and even orchestrating violent terrorism in U.S. cities ." -ABC (5/01/01)
BYERS SNR: John.
BYERS SNR: What the hell are you doing? Why can't you stay out of this. Leave me buried.
BYERS: What is scenario 12-D?
BYERS: We know it's a war game scenario. That it has to do with airline counter-terrorism. Why is it important enough to kill for.
BYERS SNR: Because it's no longer a game.
BYERS: But if some terrorist group wants to act out this scenario, then why target you for assassination?
BYERS SNR: Depends on who your terrorists are.
BYERS: The men who conceived of it the first place. You're saying our government is planning to commit a terrorist act against a domestic airline?
BYERS SNR: There you go again. Blaming the entire government as usual. In fact, a small faction ...
BYERS: For what possible gain?
BYERS SNR: The Cold War's over, John. But with no clear enemy to stockpile against, the arms market's flat. But bring down a fully loaded 727 into the middle of New York City and you'll find a dozen tin-pot dictators all over the world just clamoring to take responsibility, and begging to be smart-bombed .
BYERS: I can't believe this. This is about increasing arms sales?
BYERS SNR: Tonight.
BYERS: Find anything?
BYERS SNR: Well the luggage hold's clear if this thing can be trusted. What did you do - make with your Erector Set?
BYERS: Are you absolutely sure this is the targeted flight?
BYERS SNR: This flight was chosen primarily for its visibility. It's schedule to pass over Manhattan on its way to Boston.
BYERS: You said they intend to bring this down in the middle of New York City?
BYERS SNR: Shush!
BYERS: What if there is no bomb.
BYERS SNR: Well, how they going to bring it down?
BYERS: The same way a dead man can drive a car.
FROHIKE AND LANGLY: What do you mean, no bomb?
BYERS: Langly, I need you to hack into the airline's onboard navigation system. We need to know where we're headed.
FROHIKE: OK. Going to headsets.
FROHIKE: I'll clone the airphone's carrier. Make them think we're sending a ground-to-air fax.
LANGLY: Just get me on that plane and I'll get you auto-pilot access.
FROHIKE: How are you going to do that?
LANGLY: Airline telemetry systems use processors similar to those found in CB radios.
FROHIKE: I'm in. We've got ourselves a convoy.
BYERS: What's your progress.
LANGLY: I've hacked into the flight control system output.
FROHIKE: With a little bit of help.
LANGLY: It's what the brains of the plane is telling the little black box.
FROHIKE: Course, heading, attitude, hold, yaw, axis, stabilization . . . what? What the heck's that?
LANGLY: Is that what it looks like?
FROHIKE: I think it is what it looks like.
BYERS: What does "what" look like?
LANGLY: Modem protocol. Remote access. Somebody on the ground's flying your plane.
DOD OPERATOR: Bogey, sir.
HELM: Keep your course.
BYERS: We need to know our flight plan.
FROHIKE: I'm mapping the data now.
LANGLY: Byers. Your flight's going to make an unscheduled stop. In exactly 22 minutes.
FROHIKE: Corner of Liberty and Washington, Lower Manhattan.
BYERS: World Trade Center. They're going to crash it into the World Trade Center.
BYERS SNR: I'll tell the flight crew.
(World Trade Center)
BYERS: Langly, can you override the flight control system?
LANGLY: Working on it.
PILOT: What is this?
BYERS SNR: My name is Bert Byers. I work for the government. I believe this plane has been commandeered.
PILOT: Sir, passengers are not allowed in the cockpit. I need you to return to your seat now.
BYERS SNR: You don't have control of this plane and I don't know what we can do to get it back. Turn off your auto-pilot. There may be a chance we can override it.
PILOT: Sir, I'll be happy to contact your superiors in the government -
PILOT: Sir! Dammit!
CO-PILOT: He's right!
LANGLY: Dammit! Frozen again. They've encrypted the manual override commands.
FROHIKE: Well, decrypt them then.
LANGLY: I don't have enough power ...
LANGLY: ... my CPUs are pegged.
BYERS: Langly, what's happening?
LANGLY: I'll try decrypting in background mode.
BYERS: How long will that take?
LANGLY: On my calcs per sec? I estimate . . . seven to ten days.
PILOT: All right, try cutting electrical power.
BYERS SNR: They've thought of that. They've thought of everything.
PILOT: Ladies and gentlemen, this is your captain speaking. We are experiencing some, uh, technical difficulties up here. At this time we would like you all to return to your seats.
BYERS SNR: And kiss your asses goodbye.
BYERS: Langly, we're getting close.
LANGLY: I know. I know.
PILOT: New York Center? This is Atlantic National flight 265 heavy. We are declaring an emergency. We have 110 souls on board, 16,000 pounds of fuel, and no dangerous goods or cargo to report.
LANGLY: Come on, Frohike.
BYERS SNR: Your friends have failed, haven't they?
BYERS: There's still hope.
BYERS SNR: I hope my next funeral is as nice as my last one.
(Boeing 727 closing in on the WTC.)
(Pilot in the cockpit as the Boeing 727 approaches the WTC.)
BYERS: If we can't get the FBI we'll go public. With your testimony, we can break this conspiracy wide open . Bring Overlord down. The whole operation.
BYERS: Dad. What is it?
BYERS SNR: God, I see myself in you. The same youthful enthusiasm, idealism. I was so angry at you for so long because I didn't want you to waste your life tilting at windmills. But I can see now, you've got something I never had. You're a brave man, John.
BYERS: You're not going to testify. You're going to let them cover this up.
BYERS SNR: They almost killed me twice. They won't fail a third time. My silence will keep me alive. And you. I know you and your friends are fighting for the American dream. Just don't expect to win.