Fearless Page #3

He loved you.

Max, please shut up.

Let me hold you.

Why didn't you call?

Where were you?

I was visiting my past.

But why didn't you tell me you were alive?

I thought I was dead.

How does it feel to be a hero?

How did it feel those last few seconds?

It's me.

We live in the same city.

Isn't that great?

This is my son, Jonah.

Hi, I'm Byron.

Did you know the plane would crash?

I want to get on the bus.

I'm Peter, Byron's father.

I want to thank you.

You have a brave son.

I made my dad bring me.

I can't sleep.

I want to be with you.

Why do you want to be with him?

I feel safe with him.

Many people are safe due to you.

They call you the Good Samaritan.

I didn't save anyone. The pilot did.

You saved me.

I was upside down, stuck. He got me out.

How?

And a baby too.

He found a way out for a lot of people.

We would've been fried.

What about the baby?

Get out of the road!

You can't do it!

You want to kill me, but you can't!

These images of death and destruction

fLashed around the nation recentLy...

...when InterCity 202 feLL from the sky.

The story is by now famiLiar.

A hydrauLic faiLure on a routine fLight

from San Francisco to Houston.

A desperate attempt to reach

BakersfieLd Airport...

...before the metaL giant pLowed

into the corn beside a quiet country road.

WaLking through this devastation...

...one couLd not heLp but refLect

on what it means to us...

...to those who Lived,

to those who heLped...

...and to those who mourned.

You and that computer.

You spend more time playing with it

than producing anything.

- Relax. Will you just relax?

- I'm fine.

You hear that?

This is a very important meeting.

I need you to calm down.

I need you to be with me. All right?

God, you're such a neurotic.

Something's not right.

Oh, sh*t!

This is the captain.

Return to your seats.

Put your tabLes up

and fasten your seatbeLts.

Ladies and gentlemen, please be sure...

...to fasten your seatbelts

tightly around your waist.

The flight attendants will be coming

to collect your trays.

I don't think this is turbulence.

The hydraulics!

He can't steer!

We're going down!

Miss!

Come here!

I'm okay.

Miss!

Miss, come here!

Come here!

The f***ing belt won't work.

It won't get tight enough!

Just hold him in your lap.

That's what you're supposed to do anyway.

Just keep your belt on and hold him.

He'll be okay.

He's slipping! He's slipping!

He'll be okay.

I love you.

I need high-heeled shoes.

Remove all sharp objects.

Earrings. Sharp objects.

Sir, your pin. You must remove your pin.

You okay?

It's going to be fine.

Ma'am, you need to remove your glasses.

Take your glasses off your face.

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