Chariot

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What the hell are you

doing on a plane, Cole?

What's going on?

I don't know, man.

Did you see me

get on this plane?

No.

Well, h-h-how did you

get on board?

No clue.

Well, how could you not know?

Same way you don't, I guess.

I just woke up.

I don't see any

flight attendants.

- Well, where are they?

- Buddy,

you and me got to get

something straight.

I don't know any more than you.

I'm sorry.

I just...

I was at home watching the game

with my son, next thing I know

I wake up here.

And I was about to have dinner.

I'm sure about that.

So what do we do about them?

We wake them up.

My name is Emily.

I don't know

how I got here either.

I'm Cole.

I know who you are.

Nice to meet you,

Mr. Secretary.

Who are you?

Michael Deck.

Secretary of Transportation.

We should wake everyone,

shouldn't we?

How?

The way people are used to

being woken on a plane.

While I do this,

you guys try to talk

to whomever is flying.

Ah...

ladies and gentlemen?

Ladies and gentlemen,

please wake up.

Please wake up now.

Hello?

My name is Emily McConnell,

and I have no idea

how I got on this plane.

If any of you know

what's going on,

I need you to speak up now.

Locked and no one's answering.

I've just been informed

by one of the other passengers

that we have no, uh, contact

with the cockpit.

Where are we?!

Are we in the air?!

This isn't right.

Someone tell me

what the hell's going on?!

- Take it easy, buddy.

- Don't tell me to take it easy!

I didn't ask to be here!

I don't want to be here!

Oh, Christ,

tell the pilot to land!

Tell the pilot

to land on the ground now!

We've already tried

contacting the pilot!

- You didn't try hard enough!

- Hey!

Ugh!

Nice shot.

Thank you.

Here.

Tie him with this.

He's only going to do the same

thing when he comes around.

Trust me. I know a thing or

two about flight anxiety.

It seems everyones cell

phone has been taken.

All right.

Are we all here?

We should introduce ourselves.

Look.

Can we just to the meet of what...

I'm Cole.

Fine.

Michael.

Genevieve Duncan.

I'm Belinda.

- Aden.

- I'm from Houston.

- What about everyone else?

- Me, too.

Durham, North Carolina,

but I was in Houston today.

- What for?

- Visiting my sister.

- Huh.

- What's that mean?

Nothing.

I'm from Beaumont.

So, none of us

knows how we got here.

Did we all have

the same experience?

Which would be...?

That we blacked out

and woke up here.

It's like some kind of dream.

More like a nightmare, but...

I didn't black out.

I was already asleep.

This ain't job related,

I can tell you that.

How do you know?

'Cause I'm a truck driver.

I got no reason

to be on a plane.

- What do you do?

- I.T.

I'm working on

my masters at Duke.

- In what?

- Anthropology.

What about you?

- Government contractor.

- Which means...?

I contract to the government.

What about you?

I'm the Secretary of Transportation

to the same government.

No sh*t.

I thought you looked familiar.

I'm just a housewife.

So, as a group

we make no sense.

What about nut job, psycho in

the john, what's his deal?

We'll figure out

that one later, I guess.

We need to talk to the pilot.

- If there even is one.

- That's crazy.

What kind of plane

doesn't have a pilot?

Drones, UAV's, the ones we've

been using above the middle east

for the last few years.

This isn't a Drone.

It's a Boeing 727.

They don't even

fly these anymore.

How do you know this?

Because I helped phase them out.

They were gas guzzlers.

Bullshit.

You phased them out

to small African countries

so you could fund

- Operation Iraqi Freedom.

- What're you talking about?

You couldn't even do that right.

Didn't one of them get stolen?

That has nothing to

do with anything!

Stolen?

In '03,

an American Airlines 727

was stolen

from an airport in Angola.

Yeah, vanished off

the face of the earth.

No one ever found it.

No.

FBI and CIA

searched for over a year.

Where's this going?

You're suggesting

that this is that plane?

I'm not suggesting anything.

I'm saying a 727 disappeared,

like, what, nine years ago,

and I woke up on one tonight.

One that doesn't have any

First Class seating, by the way.

- Did you notice?

- Yeah, that is strange.

Okay, this is freaking me out.

Can we just focus on

what we know?

We know sh*t.

Well, Aden's conspiracy

theories aren't helping.

Hey, I'm just trying to

figure out why we're here

- as much as you!

- Enough, man.

This isn't getting us anywhere.

He's right.

Best thing we can do

is focus on the facts.

- What do we know?

- What do we know?

All I know is my wife

and nine-year-old kid

are wondering

where the hell I am.

- Check it out.

- Is that yours?

No, I found it here

in the seat.

Well, turn it on.

- It's probably locked.

- That won't keep me out.

Does it say whose phone...

No!

What are you doing?

More than any of you.

Ladies and gentlemen,

you are now free to use

your portable

electronic devices.

So...

who makes the first call?

Nobody.

Whomevers phone this is

had the local Houston News

as their home page.

At 10:
47 p. m. eastern time,

that's the point

at which all communication

with the north eastern

Unites States was cut off.

We have unconfirmed video

coming in from multiple sources

and as soon as we get

confirmation on that video,

we will show it.

What is this?

The official report is that

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