Con Air

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Army Rangers have a proud history.

Since the 1700s, Rangers have led the way in every major confrontation...

in which the United States has been involved.

You men are a credit to that fine heritage, and l'm sorry to see you go.

But you've served your country well, and you've displayed the ability to fight on...

to the Ranger objective and complete its mission:

never leaving behind a fallen comrade no matter what the odds or the enemy.

l thank you.

America thanks you.

And l wish you luck wherever you go.

And remember, Rangers lead the way.

- Hi, Tricia. - Hey.

- Hey, Tricia Poe. - Hello, Dale.

How do l

Get through one night without you

lf l had to live without you

What kind of life would that be

Oh, l

l need you in my arms Need you to hold

- Hummingbird. - Hi.

- You're my world, my heart and soul - Look at you.

l'd take a beatin' half my life to get a piece of that woman.

- How's my baby? - She's doin' fine.

- Baby, you would take away everything - Yeah?

- Good in my life - What? You're kidding me!

- What? - Sweetie?

Hey, shh. Can't you see l'm in the middle of somethin' here? What?

- How do l live without you - You, you gonna be Miss Alabama?

Well, that makes your daddy very proud.

Oh, l know How do l breathe without you

lf you ever go

Tricia Poe! You little angel, you.

Hey, how about joinin' me and the boys for a cold one?

- Huh, darlin'? - No, thanks.

Who's your Captain Huckleberry here?

-You know this gentleman, honey? -He's a regular.

Yeah, l'm a regular. Huh. Regular hound dog.

This is a special occasion, and if you don't mind, l'd like to spend it dancin' with my wife.

Tell you what, soldier Dick. Why don't you go buy me and my buddies a round?

Hey, Cameron, no. lt ain't worth it.

Hey. Come on, Daddy. Let's dance.

Oh, chickenshit!

'Cause of pussies like you, we lost Vietnam. l'll tell ya that.

- We don't need trouble. - Oh, you should be so proud.

You know, for a second there you were that guy again.

l know it.

Well, l was hopin' maybe the army would make that guy grow up.

Well--

- He has. - Then tell me now

How do l live without you

l want to know

How do l breathe without you

lf you ever go

Hey, Gomer!

Thought you might need a little help escortin' your old lady home.

Cameron, let's go home. Just get in the car.

- Come on. - Cameron!

Cameron, get in the car!

Dale! Dale!

Take this, you son of a bitch!

Tricia!

Tricia!

God, he's dead. Cameron, this guy's dead.

Admit the facts, and enter a plea bargain.

l will not plead guilty.

You could get ten years.

Admit to it, you get four.

Serve maybe a year.

Cameron Poe, you have pleaded guilty to manslaughter in the first degree.

With your military skills, you are a deadly weapon...

and are not subject to the same laws as other people that are provoked...

because you can respond with deadly force.

lt is the order of this court that you be remanded to a federal penitentiary...

where you shall remain incarcerated for a term not less than 7 to 10 years.

"Con Air" action-thriller, USA, 1997

Hello, pretty girl.

Come, come. Bring it here. Hey! Hey!

Dearest Tricia, l think of you always. Your smile, your laugh.

l'm not angry. The blame's gotta fall on me.

l am, however, torn apart when l think that l won't...

be there to see our child come into the world...

cradled in your arms, and her first smile.

l got your package. Those pink coconut things...

have made me quite popular.

Met a guy just the other day. Baby-O. He sure does love 'em.

And now our daughter, beautiful Casey.

l watch her grow in the pictures you send.

l showed 'em to Baby-O. His reaction was simple.

He said, ''Thank God she looks like her mama.''

l'd have to agree.

lt's funny, but here l am in maybe the worst place on earth, and yet...

somehow l feel like the luckiest man alive.

Dear Daddy, l started today at the Little Sunshine Day Care Center.

My teacher is Miss Gordon. She is nice.

We go to playtime, and we all have to hold hands when we walk there.

Dear Casey, it was so good to read your letter.

l'm glad you like your teacher.

We don't exactly have a playtime like you.

We do go outside, though. But normally, we don't hold hands.

My wife and l will have our Margaritas on the yacht.

Dear Daddy, today was my first day at first grade.

l didn't like it. l don't want to go back tomorrow.

This boy, Scotty Dalton, has black teeth and calls me names.

Mama says l have to go back. Tell her not to make me.

Dear Casey, hopefully this finds you still goin' to the first grade.

School is very important. Your mama's right.

Now, don't you worry about little Scotty Dalton.

Sometimes you meet people like that, but don't let 'em get you down.

Dear Daddy, are you ever comin' home?

Dear Casey, of course l'm comin' home.

ln just a little while longer, and all the things we missed doin' together...

you can be sure we'll do.

Dear Hummingbird, break out the fine china, chill the lemonade...

tie a yellow ribbon 'round the old oak tree...

'cause this boy's comin' home to his ladies, comin' home forever.

l just hope l'm not a disappointment to Casey or to you.

Love, Cameron.

''My daddy is coming home on July 14th.

My birthday is July 14th.

l'm going see my daddy for the first time ever on July 14th.""

l can't wait to meet you, honey. lsn't that the cutest thing you ever heard?

Yeah, man.

Hey, now, what is this?

l can't see my little daughter on her birthday without bringin' her a gift, now can l?

Yeah, man, but that's a bunny rabbit.

That's all right. l mean, she'll like it, right? l mean, what?

lt's either this or a tube of toothpaste and two packs of Pall Malls at the canteen.

- Now, that's a present. - l'll remember that on your birthday.

Yeah, you do that, man.

''lt having been made to appear to the United States Parole Commission...

Cameron Poe is eligible to be paroled.""

Shit, might be a long time before l see somethin' like that with my name on it.

- You'll get your own date someday, Baby-O. - l ain't worried about that, man.

Yeah, but like at this new prison you're goin' to, who's gonna watch your back?

God's got my back. You know what l'm sayin'?

l'm goin' home, son!

Wait, don't be gettin' all juicy on me, all right? Get off me.

Step out.

Good-bye. Good night.

The U.S. Marshal Service annually flies...

155,000 prisoners around the country...

for transfers, legal hearings and medical exams.

As you know, today's flight is a special one.

We're populating Alabama's Feltham Penitentiary...

the newest super-max facility in the system.

This place was designed to warehouse the worst of the worst.

Now, most of these guys are lifers, some on death row.

Pure predators, each and every one of them.

- Hey, lady! - Lady's a dog in a Walt Disney movie.

My name is Bishop. Guard Bishop to you.

Well, l gotta be gettin' my shot before we go gettin' on some airplane, Guard Bishop.

- What's your name? - Odell. They didn't give me my shot last night.

Okay, you're diabetic? All right, your insulin's on board. We'll give it to you in flight.

- Cameron Poe. - Yes, ma'am.

You know you're still under full restraints till you're processed...

and released from your original prison, understand?

Yes, ma'am. As long as l make it home on time, it makes no never mind.

- lt's my daughter's birthday. - Well, congratulations.

l got locked down three months before she was born. She ain't never seen me.

- And why not? - No way was she gonna meet her daddy...

in a prison visitor room surrounded by homemade cookies and...

and love-starved murderers.

- No way. - What you got here is a walking, talking reason to rehabilitate.

So today let's exemplify our three operative words:

firm, fair and vigilant.

Now, let's go to work.

We off-load six in Carson City, the rest are sheeted to Feltham.

Good. Let's go deal with the DEA boys.

- You know this guy? - Haven't had the pleasure.

He's a piece of work, a real piece of work.

Duncan, good to see you. She sure is beautiful.

Hey, beautiful? Sunsets are beautiful. Newborn babies are beautiful.

This, this is fucking spectacular!

Duncan, this is Vince Larkin. He's overseeing the transpo.

Vince, Duncan Malloy, DEA.

Nice to meet ya. l'm sure we're gonna have a good time working on this together.

- Hey, Willie. - Boys! - How ya doin'? - What's up, Chief?

- You know each other? - Vince Larkin. - Sims, DEA. Good to meet you, Larkin.

This is our file on your man, Francisco Cindino, son of Eduardo...

prime mover of narcotics from Colombia.

lt's gonna be an all-star flight.

This kid's a potential fountain of information about the family business.

- Eleven and a half okay? - Yeah.

Look at him. Nice college boy, right?

We interrogated him for months. He gave up nothing.

This is our last chance before the FBl gets him.

Over my dead body those assholes get the glory.

We pick up Mr Cindino in Carson City.

From then until the plane hits Alabama, we've got two hours to get him to talk.

We got you a seat right next to him, and he's known to be...

somewhat garrulous in the company of thieves.

Garrulous? What the fuck is garrulous?

That would be loquacious, verbose, effusive. How about ''chatty''?

What's with dictionary boy, here?

Thesaurus boy, l think, is more appropriate.

- You got your gun? - Yeah.

- Whoa, whoa. Gun? - We got rules, gentlemen.

- Yeah. So do we. Our agents go armed. - No one carries on this flight.