Iron Eagle IV

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specs say to break

one of these babies

at 10 1/2 gs.

What do you say

we check it out?

Let's do it.

Radio:
Falcon,

do you read?

You're in Soviet air space.

Please respond.

Sh*t.

Copy, control.

Just have my foot stuck

on the accelerator.

This is not a joke, falcon.

[Beeping]

Mig 29s!

Control:
Their fighters

are instructed

to escort you back

to American air space.

Control,

they're burnin' my ass.

Request permission

to break formation.

Negative. Do not

break formation.

Keep it together, Doug.

They're just messing with us.

Control, they're moving in.

Control, I have to break it.

They have missile lock.

Request permission

to break formation.

Control:
Denied.

Control!

Got to break it now!

Control:
Do not

break formation.

Eject, Doug!

Eject! Eject!

You ok, bucky?

What time is it?

Well, it's late.

Ok. I'll be out

in a second.

Hoo!

You look like dog vomit, bucky.

Well, that's the price

of sobriety, I guess.

Sure. Just get

your wings on straight.

[Music playing on walkman]

Excuse me.

[Humming]

Hey!

Hey!

[Turns music off]

Well, I keep telling you,

this mixture's too lean...

Just like you are.

How'd you find me?

Santoni. Told me

where you were.

Your friends care about you

even if you don't.

Yeah.

Got a proposition for you.

I'm not interested.

I done retired

from the air force.

Yeah?

I got a little flight school

over at silver creek.

Hey. And a handful

of t-6s.

T-6s? Those things

are relics.

Hey, you're a pilot.

I figured I'd give you

a chance to get back

behind the stick.

Amanda lets me fly her baby

once in a while.

I can get my fix

without your charity.

Look, the school's

got some problems.

I could use a flight instructor

who knows what to do.

I got a job.

Being bitter

is not a job, Doug.

Good-bye, general.

So, he wouldn't go for it, huh?

Nah. Says he's

already got a job.

Well, wait here a minute.

I'll go fire him.

[Laughing]

What'd I do?

I mean...

Damn it!

Oh!

No. They're gonna kill

themselves up there.

Just what kind of problems

you talking about, chappy?

[Grunts]

Snyder!

Snyder! Hey, snyder, how

many times I tell you

to keep those kids

away from those planes?

They offered to take me

for a spin, sinclair,

by tying me to a propeller.

They're high-spirited,

that's all.

They're mutants.

I'm gonna do something

less stressful

like become an

air traffic controller.

Snyder. Snyder...

you the new dupe here?

Let me give you some advice.

Run away...

far, far away.

Wha... Doug,

I need your help.

Please.

Look.

Please.

Hey. They couldn't do that

the other day.

See how they taxied over there?

That's perfect.

Remember how hard it was

for you to do that?

Look at that.

Hey, that's pretty good.

I'm impressed.

Yeah, I know you're impressed.

But look, they could not

do that the other day.

That's perfect.

You guys are dead!

Stay outta my way.

Come on, Wheeler,

take it easy, ok?

Stay outta my way!

What the hell's your problem?

Girl:
What are

you doing?

Next time you guys bounce me,

I'll break your necks!

Let's go have a beer.

Wheeler!

Dana!

All right, everybody,

listen up.

Listen up there, kitty.

This is Doug masters.

Mr. Doug masters,

the first freshman class

of the iron eagles

flight school.

This is one here,

this is Dana Osborne.

She's a little pissed.

Convicted 5 times

of assault and battery.

Last time, she took

a baseball bat

to the high school coach.

After he dragged me

into the locker room

and made a slide for home.

Kitty:
Good girl.

This here's Malcolm Porter.

24 counts of telephone fraud.

Tried to sell shares

of a bogus phone sex operation

to the city council.

Peter Kane.

24 counts...

grand theft auto.

Yeah.

This one,

that's Katherine Shaw.

Keep trying to dream up laws

against what you can

do on a computer.

Isn't that right, kitty?

Hoarding information

is a crime against us all.

But selling it

will get you 2 to 10

in the state pen.

Shut up.

This little guy here...

Rudy marlowe.

Tried to proposition a hooker.

The only thing is,

she was a lady vice cop.

When he couldn't

steal her heart,

he stole her gun.

What a stud, man!

[Inhaling]

Last, but not least,

Ms. Wheeler here

was a courier for the

infamous Luther penrose.

Drugs, counterfeit bills,

weapons.

Hey, what the hell?

It's there to sell.

My conscience is clear.

It ain't never been used, baby.

Watch your mouth, man. You

don't be calling me baby.

Oh, you don't like that?

Don't like being a girl?

So, there you have it...

the freshman class.

Mr. masters here is gonna

be your flight instructor

for the first combat trials.

Combat trials?

Chappy:
Combat trials.

Against some air force kids

from the cardwell base

next month.

Next month? Huh!

Like to talk to the class?

Here we go.

Talk to us, Dougie.

When I was 9,

I wanted to be 15.

When I was 15,

I wanted to be 21.

Why?

'Cause I hate kids.

Hey, hey.

Hey, Doug.

Hey, wait a minute.

Come back here.

You should've told me

this was a flight school

for delinquents.

It's a motivational program.

We use flying

to hopefully teach them

a little responsibility,

a little discipline...

A little self-worth.

Still the patron Saint

of lost causes,

huh, chappy?

You know, you got

a kid in there

who's a severe asthmatic?

Eh, he's medically sound.

It's just a security blanket.

He aced his solo flight.

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