Junior Pilot

JUNIOR PILOT

This is Cuzco. Come in Flight 666.

- He' crossing "El Paso de Muerte". - God help them all.

- Who's the poor pilot? - Capitan Ricardo Bernardo.

Ricardo Bernardo. If anyone can pull through it's Bernardo.

He knows the Andes like the back of his hands.

Desgracia!

Stall! Stall!

Pull up! Pull up!

Terrain!

Pull up! Pull up! Terrain!

Pull up! Pull up! Terrain!

You're not dressed?

Good morning, dad.

You got your job back?

No. You gotta be looking the collect unemployment

- "As real as it gets", eh? - It's fab!

The four's got 3-D and Air Traffic Control's really cool now.

By the time you've grown up...

planes won't have pilots. Everything automated.

- So, you're already packed, uh? - Since last week.

- What do you want to see the most? - The Smithsonian, of course.

The Wright Brother's plane, the Apollo, the Spirit of St. Louis...

Look, I gotta go. You get dressed. Breakfast is getting cold.

What's buzzing, cousin? You're late.

Well, if it isn't Mr. Burn-Nerd himself. And his Nerdette.

I'll get you in the minute you walk out the school. You're dead meat.

Please. As you've all heard by now...

because of the budget crisis...

all the arts programs in public schools...

are to be canceled. That means...

I won't be with you after the break.

But, I do hope we keep in touch.

Yes, kids. The budget situation is serious.

Even the football have to cut back a little.

But I do have some good news about the trip.

Our own, Richard Bernard...

has composed a brilliant piece and you all will play at the White House.

Mr. Smith is confident, given Richard's genius...

that this will inspire the President...

to restore the arts program.

Maestro, please.

Richard.

Bernard.

Mr. Bernard?

Do me the courtesy to let me finish, before you ask any quastions.

As I was saying...

it's clear we don't have the money this year for the class trip.

However, thanks to a donation of ten air tickets...

from the LA Symphony...

10 of you will go.

We'll meet up with the other schools in Washington.

Now, Mr. Bernard...

what was so important that you needed to interrupt me?

Smith...

"Smithsonien", sir.

I thought, coach, sir, tha it might misspelled, sir.

No biggie.

Thank you, Mr. Bernard.

Me and my big mouth.

No, you're just being Spacey Casey again.

And congratulations to our nine Cougars.

What did he do now? He's not a bad kid, you know that.

I know, this wasn't exactly...

Excuse me. He gets in trouble because his head's in the clouds.

He can't stop daydreaming. I'm sure you people have...

some fancy initials for it nowadays a disorder, but...

- This wasn't exactly his fault. - What do you mean "not exactly"?

Coach Davis doesn't care, he's just unfair.

Right now, Bruno's looking real unfair.

Hey, chicken, what's clicking?

We'll miss you, Ricky. I'm sorry.

Come on, let's go this way.

Just come on.

No, not "Choke" Davis again. That's what we call him.

That's what we call him.

He cost us the championship...

missed five foul shots in a row.

Look, just because my son can spell and he can't.

If this is about the plain tickets, I can still get it for about 10%...

from my job, my old job.

Really? Well, then you can both come.

Dad!

What are you doing?

- You're here, dad! - You're going.

To Washington. And so am I.

- I've just appointed a chaperone. - Really?

Really. On one condition.

So we have a deal, right?

Dad, I'm not a kid anymore, those daydreams were kid stuff.

If you start to feel one coming on "snap out of it".

I know it sounds silly, but that's how I quit smoking.

- Well, I cut it way down. - No, you didn't!

I'm going to. The point is no more tall tales, all right?

I just don't want you to get hit by a car...

or get in trouble the way you do, some times, OK?

We have to live in the real world, Richard.

Yes, Dad.

Anyway, here's our exit, so...

Go ahead.

Please, put your shoes here.

Security brake!

- What have we got here? - It's just his allowance.

Allowance, uh?

Isn't that fun?

OK, let's get your money.

- Excuse me, did you take his quarter? - No, no.

Thanks.

Thank you.

Gate 28, this way, let's go.

I'm hungry and already had dinner.

Excuse me.

That's not Gate 28. Come on.

Concern mounted for Ann Dorchester...

granddaughter of billionaire Dudley Dorchester.

She's been missing from the family state since Friday.

The case took on a new twist...

because the noted art collector has also reported...

a priceless Incan gold mask missing.

Speculation over whether this is a runaway or a kidnapping intensified...

has intensified with news of the missing art treasure.

Mr. Dorchester has the foremost collection...

of pre-Colombian art in the US...

most, housed in Washington DC.

Wow, that's something.

Very interesting.

Attention, the Department of Homeland Security advises...

that we are now at Code Orange.

Your country depends on you to be vigilant.

We're on Technicolor alert.

Where are you going?

Some bad stuff's going down, Lieutenant.

I feel it.

Hey, watch where you're going. He's very sick.

- Sorry. - It's OK, don't worry about it.

- What happened? - A heart transplant case...

overwork stressed out the business man.

But there's a compatible heart at John Hopkins.

We only hope he'll stay alive for the next few hours.

Nurse, we have to go. Sorry, kid.

"Snap out of it."

- Shashi, we can't take this plane. - What do you mean, jelly-bean?

See that man? The real ugly one.

Who? Him? He's not that bugly ugly.

He's got a gun, a pistol. Right here.

Hey, I want no part on your stories, you hear me?

I've learned my lesson. Not another word on this.

Not one.

Fine.

How's a passenger going to get through security with a gun?

That's it! A maintenance mas brings it in.

And gives it to him after going through security. Look there.

No, you're not getting me this time, Ricky, no.

All right, let's go, the Smithsonian's waiting.

Come on! The big trip is here.

- I'm going to the bathroom. - I'm not waiting for you.

- I'll catch up with you. - No, you won't. Come on.

That way, Sir.

Good evening. There you go. Go ahead.

Hi, how are you?

Give me that. You're not allowed two pieces of carry-on luggage.

I'll stay with this up front.

Got a handful here. Come on, guys.

There you go. Good.

OK.

Is this going to be the flight from hell or what?

Don't worry, it's past their bedtime. They'll sleep the whole way.

What are you doing here, Bernard? You're not supposed to be here.

But you are a trombone short...

Are you questioning my intelligence?

Yes, sir. No, sir, I mean, no, sir.

We wouldn't wanna question his intelligence. Keep going.

I thought this was a simple budget matter, the things about the tickets.

- Well, not entirely. - Not entirely for you.

Look...

you and I know about disappointments in school...

and I wouldn't want him to let the team down, you know what I mean, Choke?

Sorry, Coach.

Find someone else's kid to pick on.

What a loser.

- That's my seat. - No, it's not. It's mine.

Someone's gonna get hurt.

Actually guys, that's my seat.

Great, plenty of seats, you guys can sleep.

No wonder the company's going broke. Go ahead, grab any one you want.

Oh, boy!

- I wish I was in the first class. - Me too.

I mean in the hips, not the...

Did you see how he looked around, checking everyone out?

- Do you wanna a pillow? - No, thanks.

Can we go visit de cockpit? I mean, later?

I'm sorry, we can't do that anymore. Security.

- He's seen plenty of them with me. - So, you're a pilot?

- No messing around. - On vacation, are you?

Right, on vacation in Washington.

- Not in the air, dad. - The cockpit?

The instruments, it's all the same as your computer program, exactly.

Yeah, but, it's still not the same as flying for real.

Bravo, we have three aircrafts at position 1-3-0.

Mark position 1-2-0-1-2, altimeter in 2-9-9-1.