Pushing Tin Page #2

- Knock it off!

- Big guy.

- Nick, plug in.

- Why are you upset? Nobody got killed.

- Wasn't a squawk. Not my fault.

- It's okay.

- There's a Jetlink...

- I got the picture.

There was no squawk.

We're waiting for you in hell.

How about a wet one?

- Kiss it.

- There was no ident.

- Oh, no.

- It wasn't my fault.

Get back to your scope.

You're done. You're through.

Econojet 2166,

reduce speed to 170 knots.

Jerk! Can we use the street too?!

It looks like I wet my pants. F***.

That's what I'm talking about.

Continental 1250, turn left 130.

Continental's lined up.

Jetlink's in fourth.

This looks like a parrot cage.

You're almost molting.

See you.

- Come on!

- Sorry.

Jetlink 3596, reduce speed

to 190 knots. Fly heading 090.

- Lots of dinks for a weekday.

- Let's fly up close to them big jets.

- Sparta 753 for Newark approach.

- Hey, Sparta 753. Is this Jethro?

- How's my favorite redneck?

- You mocking me, son?

Before you run out of cornpone

or whatever you use for fuel.

We wouldn't waste

good moonshine to fly.

Am I supposed to

find New York by the smell?

Sparta 753, turn left heading 070.

Maintain 2000 till localizer.

- Cleared ILS runway four.

- ILS runway four.

Let's get dinner. I wanna see

if you're as ugly as you sound.

I'll find a place

where we don't need shoes.

Is your pig there

or are you sleeping alone?

Can I have your attention?

Turn off your scopes.

This is the new man.

This is Russell Bell.

Russell's worked Albuquerque,

Denver, Phoenix.

He's wanted in three states.

This motley group does the impossible:

Make me look good.

Setting up a tailgate for the Giants game.

Meadowlands. Who's in?

Who's up for it, huh? It's...

You're all business.

Okay, let's get

Russell checked out ASAP.

Welcome aboard, Bell.

Get you started on your paperwork.

- What's that?

- Who cares, if he makes the cut.

That is one man closer to my getting

a quiet job upstate...

...seeing a shrink with big tits.

At least we know when he's here,

he won't be robbing our homes.

I don't know.

I think he looks kind of interesting.

You'd like to bring him down

your main runway?

Go die.

Like a wholegrain muffin?

- That kind of interesting?

- Hanging left today?

Jetlink 2946, your company traffic's

at 3:
00. Slow down to 180.

I am at 180.

Correction, 160.

I heard of this guy.

I got a buddy in Denver...

...who mentioned a weird guy

who was the best controller.

In the sticks.

Till you hit five, living is easy.

If it's him, I also heard he's crazy.

He stood on a runway

and let a 747 fly over his head.

What for?

To understand what

wake turbulence felt like.

- That's bullshit.

- That's bogus.

We allow five miles between planes

for wake turbulence.

That's what I heard.

- It would've killed him.

- You've seen him. Sure it didn't?

Hey, Russell.

You've met Ron Hewitt,

our very own Emily Post.

Let's go, smiley.

Nick Falzone. I'm called "The Zone."

Shake it like you mean it.

So we're going out

after work for a few drinks...

...a few laughs. You wanna join us?

You don't say much.

- Trudy, hit us up.

- Bring us seven shots, will you?

Russell, word is you're a good controller.

What's the most planes

you had to handle?

- I didn't have time to count. Why?

- Our washout rate's a mere 50% .

We wonder if the new guy

will go wacko when cornered.

And you will get cornered here.

Don't unpack.

I just move them around

so they don't collide.

I felt that way, but they're human beings.

- Kind of dampens it.

- Nobody told me that.

One more round, then I'm cutting you off.

They test you,

you're blowing it without my help.

We heard you stood on a runway

in New Mexico...

...and let a 747 part your hair

with wake turbulence.

- That happen?

- No.

- That's what we thought.

- No, that was in Arizona.

You really did that?

- Why?

- My life was short on excitement.

Of course, all that's changed tonight.

- I'll get the tip.

- No, we'll flip for it.

- Nope. On the quick, you ready?

- Can't we flip?

- Everybody take a match.

- I hate this! Why do we do this?

- Reindeer games.

- Got it? Strike on the count of three.

- Wait, wait, wait.

- I'll count.

One, two, three.

- First one to drop it pays the tip.

- Wait, mine's burning faster.

- Mine's burning faster.

- Another conspiracy.

It's burning faster than yours.

- Sh*t!

- We'll see if Ron owns a wallet.

I own a wallet. It's not fair.

It's cheap matches.

Guys, Ron's paying.

Game's over, guys. Come on.

You guys, what are you doing?

I guess that's it.

I guess I'd better get out of here.

- Jesus, what was that all about?

- Nothing.

Hey, Tommy, Dr. Freeze is back.

Tina, guess what?

- Dr. Freeze has returned.

- I'm coming.

- Ed, Dr. Freeze is back.

- He's working with a new therapist.

Five dollars says

he gets to the scopes.

Dr. Freeze is back

to try it one more time.

- Who's Freeze, Tommy?

- Who's Freeze?

He froze up on the scopes so bad,

they took him out in an ice-cream bag.

It's a big sky. Lots of room.

They won't hit. Lots of room.

It's a big sky. Lots of room.

They won't hit. Lots of room.

- There he is!

- Morning, doc!

Good to see you.

All right, doc. Come on down.

Lots of planes waiting out there, doc.

- Come on, doc.

- You can do it. Come on, baby!

Lots of sky.

- Lots of sky.

- Looking good, doc.

- United 2417...

- On approach.

...climb to 4000.

You got it. It's yours.

One, two...

I don't know, sir.

- Lots of sky!

- Goodbye!

Give me the money!

- I had the door.

- You had the doorway.

What's the difference?

- Two inches from the door.

- From there to there...

Not to worry. How's it going?

- I got to the door.

- Way to go!

- That's your best since you went down.

- I got hypnosis to thank.

- Good to see you. Come back soon.

- You too.

You're an hour late.

USAir 2166, turn left heading 120.

Altimeter 2992.

- I'm up to my ass in airplanes...

- Roger. USAir 2166.

Looks frightening, huh?

Continental 2591, contact tower 118.3.

Take care, thanks.

- Brought your chair with you.

- Yeah.

- Is that a good-luck charm?

- I thought you were busy.

Continental 2735,

caution wake turbulence.

Contact tower 118.3. Thanks.

Got you, 2735. Good day.

Okay, chief, slide on in.

Let's get you all saddled up.

- Delta's due for a right turn. Jet...

- I get it. I got the picture.

Delta 532, turn left heading 140,

maintain 4000.

- Was that 140?

- You'll be right up his butt.

Delta 532. Up his butt.

- Jetlink 3601, fly south heading 180.

- Jetlink. 180.

- Eagle 4912, descend to 4000.

- Five to four. 4912.

You got two airplanes

headed towards each other.

- Yes.

- You gonna turn one?

- After I put the Jetlink between them.

- You wanna be in the paper?

If I don't, everyone loses the connections.

Delta 532, slow to 160.

Continental 2478, slow to 140.

- Jetlink 3594, increase speed to 230.

- Did you say 230?

That's right. I need it now.

Come on. Pedal faster.

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