Green Lantern Page #2
Easy, Highball. Just lining it up.
There's no way
Get over here.
On my way, Highball.
Now stay right there and look real pretty.
Highball, did you just use your wingman
as a decoy?
Highball, those Sabres headed up your 6
can fly anywhere you can.
Then let's go somewhere I can't fly.
What the hell is he up to?
Coffin corner.
Highball, rules of engagement
set ceiling at 50,000 feet.
Yeah, because the Sabres will stall
if they go any higher, right, Tom?
And so will you.
Compressor stall. Compressor stall.
Yes!
Um, I mean, damn it, Hal.
Your boy certainly
takes his job seriously.
Ailerons, Hal. Side to side.
I got it.
Hal.
Keep it warm for me.
Going through 25,000.
Hey, you okay, Highball?
Yeah, just taking my victory lap.
- Okay, Highball, give me some roll.
Yeah, Dad!
Hal, do you read me?
Highball, you're approaching
minimum ejection altitude.
Highball, you're below 10,000 AGL.
Spin is unrecoverable.
Eject, eject, eject!
You're not scared, are you, Dad?
Let's just say it's my job not to be.
Dad!
Dad!
You stupid son of a b*tch. You...
Stand down, Bob. It doesn't matter now.
It does matter.
Never mind that you crashed
a brand-new F-35.
You broke the rules of engagement.
You sacrificed your wingman.
And you blew the contract
this company was depending on.
I'm sorry. I thought this was a dogfight.
I was under the impression
the objective was to win.
No, the objective was to show
what the Sabres could do in combat.
And in combat,
no pilot is gonna crater his own plane.
I did.
Now you know you gotta boost the ceiling.
I showed you what they can't do.
You didn't have to make that point
in front of Air Force Acquisitions.
That's enough, Carol.
Since I'm gonna have to lay off most of
my company anyway, you're fired, Hal.
It's too late. I quit.
He's not fired and you don't quit.
You're grounded,
pending the results of an investigation.
Watch your back.
That's impossible, Bob.
- Tell me what happened.
Don't give me that, Hal. You had a
window when you could've recovered.
Did you choke?
You wouldn't be the first,
but I need to know.
What the hell is all this, anyway?
What's with the ridiculous suit?
- I know your dad's been bucking for you...
- The merits of my career choices...
You're a pilot, and a good one.
Giving that up to fly a desk is bullshit.
I like it and I'm good at it.
Doesn't mean I'll never get in a cockpit
again. It isn't one way or the other.
That's the way a child looks at things,
and we aren't children anymore.
At least...
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