Turbulence

Synopsis: Ryan Weaver romances beautiful women before he kills them. Ryan is arrested, convicted, and is part of a Christmas Eve transfer of prisoners on a transcontinental 747 commercial flight. Other airlines at JFK may have holiday passengers waiting on stand-by, but this jumbo jet takes off with a lot of empty seats. Ryan and another prisoner overpower and kill their guards. The few civilian passengers are herded into a "pantry" on the plane and are not seen again until the end of the movie. Ryan eliminates the other prisoners and all the crew members except Teri Halloran. The remainder of the movie follows a "cat-and-mouse" game between Ryan and Teri on the 747.
Genre: Action, Thriller
Director(s): Robert Butler
Production: HBO Video
  4 nominations.
 
IMDB:
4.8
Rotten Tomatoes:
17%
R
Year:
1997
100 min
458 Views


There are a lot of uncontrolled vocabulary

and scenes of violence in this movie!

"Turbulence"

- Merry Christmas.

- You too.

Thanks.

Excuse me.

Got him.

Lieutenant, you were right.

He was in the toy store.

He bought

a stuffed animal.

He's on his way

to see a new girlfriend.

How can you be so sure?

I don't have to see her.

I know Weaver.

She's about 5'7", 5'8", blond...

not the platinum kind.

She's about 125 pounds.

Probably a college graduate.

Definitely well-read.

Weaver likes to talk, and he wants

someone who can talk back.

- You see that teddy bear he's carrying?

- What about it?

Murder comes next.

He's in the wooing phase.

I spent the last two years of my life

one step behind this son of a b*tch.

He's a piece of sh*t.

Don't you two ever forget it.

Look, Lieutenant,

this isn't L.A., so just stay cool.

Hold up, guys.

Coming.

Merry Christmas, Laura.

Oh, Ryan,

he's so cute.

Yeah, I thought so too.

I'm sorry about

not getting it wrapped.

- I was in a rush to get it to you.

- You didn't have to wrap it.

I love it.

I love you.

Come here.

Sit down.

You're the best thing that's happened

to me in a long time. You know that?

Give me a kiss.

On the floor with your hands

behind your back.

Give them to me.

- Pull him over.

- What's going on?

Take it easy. Easy.

Hello, Weaver.

What are you doing?

What the hell's the matter

with you?

He's out of his mind. Come on.

Get him on his feet. Come on.

Merry Christmas.

Hi, Ray. I was

expecting Stephen.

Mr. Helfet told me

to give you this.

Where is he?

He didn't stay.

Thank you, Ray.

I'm actually

much more concerned about...

They're exaggerating.

I did not beat him.

I restrained him.

We don't need a problem.

I have enough to deal with.

- There'll be no incident on the plane.

- That's because you're not going.

All right. I'm coming back.

You my chaperon?

After what happened today,

yeah, Lieutenant, I am.

"Lieutenant".

Is that thanks to me?

I'm going back to L.A. I'll be

waiting for you on the tarmac.

Can't fly back with me?

I don't want

to wait around.

You're always lying.

I think honesty would be good

for our relationship, don't you?

Tell me, how did you plant

that evidence in my car?

If it were true,

what difference would it make?

Knowing what you did?

You're a cop.

How can you look

in the mirror?

I like what I see. I'm proud

I got you off the street.

Is it fame?

Is that why you screwed me?

Did you want to solve

a big case before retiring?

You got your promotion.

Going to write a book?

You didn't even make

the evening news.

See? You watched.

This must really burn your ass.

You track me down for two years,

and you still get no respect?

L.A.'s a tough place

for a killer.

There's a lot of competition.

You should've killed a celebrity.

I never killed anybody...

and you know it.

Yeah, right.

Wow. Look at this.

Somebody really got into

the Christmas spirit. It's so pretty.

Two crews bet over who could do the

best decorations. This was the loser.

- You're kidding.

- I get all the holiday flights.

Come on. Only five passengers,

and we get to spend Christmas in L.A.

Wait a minute. We may have

our hands full.

- Yep. It's now 11 passengers.

- Ooh, six more. Still a piece of cake.

Six men. FAA 2-14.

Estimated flight time to L.A.

is five hours, 49 minutes.

Could get a little bumpy.

So, who are these prisoners

we're transporting?

One of them's a bank robber.

The other one is

the Lonely Hearts Strangler.

Leave it to Uncle Sam to cast

a cloud on Christmas.

When that happen?

I don't know.

Move it in, Marty.

Let us know when.

- Flatten my coat?

- I didn't flatten...

No. Sit there. I want

to sit on the aisle.

- I'd like to sit on the aisle.

- I should sit on the aisle.

Please, don't argue.

- Teri...

- Don't say you were right all along.

- You said I was rushing in London.

- No. You know...

Look. At least you

didn't do what I did...

and marry the wrong guy

after a five-minute romance.

- You did that?

- I did it twice.

I am just now getting over the need

to make men happy. It's pathetic.

You have so much time. You have your

whole career ahead of you. You know?

Really. Just wait

for the right guy to come along.

Whoa. FAA regulations. Please step off

the vehicle. I'll stow it for you.

- You live in L.A.?

- My dad does.

Seats and lavatories clear.

We're coming on board now.

Merry Christmas.

You're four rows

down on the left.

I need a 28.8 jack immediately

after takeoff. Is that a problem?

Hey, Captain.

You're late. I specifically requested

you be here before the other passengers.

It was my understanding

the flight was almost empty.

I'm sorry.

I think you'll find

everything in order there.

Four weapons. That's it?

Nothing else?

I carry a.38 backup.

It's not listed.

Most pilots don't mind.

I do. It has to ride up front with me.

I'm afraid you'll have to hand it over.

What are you looking at?

Shut up.

I want the restraints

kept on for the entire flight.

We weren't planning

on taking them off.

- Okay, let's go.

- Come on.

Don't push me.

Come on, Stubbs. Any more

verbal abuse and I will gag you.

Hi.

Excuse me, miss.

What's the movie?

- It's a Wonderful Life.

- Really?

What's the name of that song

Jimmy Stewart sang with Donna Reed?

They were walking down

main street.

Right here.

Middle seat. Sit down.

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