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: Striker, listen, and you listen close: flying a plane is no different than riding a bicycle, just a lot harder to put baseball cards in the spokes.
: [talking to Steve McCroskey
] Our only hope is to build this man up. We gotta give him all the confidence we can.
] Rex Kramer
: Striker, have you ever flown a multi-engine plane before? Ted Striker
: No, never. Rex Kramer
: [to McCroskey, with the microphone still on
] Shit! This is a God damn waste of time! There's no way he can land this plane!
: Do you know what it's like to fall in the mud and get kicked... in the head... with an iron boot? Of course you don't, no one does. It never happens. Sorry, Ted, that's a dumb question... skip that.
: [points out the window
] There he is. Striker, you're coming in too fast! Ted Striker
: I know, I know! Elaine Dickinson
] He knows, he knows.
: [talking on the phone to the airport control tower
] No, we can't do that, the risk of a flame-out is too great. Keep 'em at 24,000. No, feet.
: Don't be a fool, Striker, you know what a landing like this means, you more than anybody. I'm ordering you to stay up there. Ted Striker
: No dice, Chicago. I'm giving the orders and we're coming in. I guess the foot's on the other hand now, isn't it, Kramer?
[reading newspaper headlines
] Rex Kramer
: Passengers certain to die! Steve McCroskey
: Airline negligent. Johnny
: There's a sale at Penney's!
Air Controller Macias
: Captain, maybe we ought to turn on the searchlights now. Rex Kramer
: No... that's just what they'll be expecting us to do.
: All right, I'll need three men up at the tower. You, Neubauer. You, Macias. Johnny
: Me, John, big tree!
: Gunderson, check the Radar Range. Anything yet? Gunderson
: [gets up and opens the door of the Radar Range microwave, which is roasting a turkey
] About two more minutes, chief. Steve McCroskey
: Two more minutes? They could be miles off course! Rex Kramer
: That's impossible. They're on instruments!
[cuts to the cockpit, where Striker, Elaine, Randy and Rumack are all playing musical instruments
: Steve, I want every light you can get poured onto that field. Steve McCroskey
: Bein' done right now.
[On the runway, a truck dumps a full load of lamps onto the ground
: Later we'll run down the landing procedures.
[flicks his cigarette out the window, causing it to strike something and explode
: Get that finger out of your ear! You don't know where that finger's been!
: It's been said that the test of a man's courage is how performs in the face of danger. Well, in the next half hour, you're gonna meet a very unique breed of cat. The kind of man who doesn't know the meaning of the word fear. Rex Kramer, part-time airline mechanic, full-time daredevil. A man willing to risk his life for the sake of adventure. He has to chase it, confront it, and whip it. Rex Kramer, Danger Seeker!
[Cut to a man wearing a Evel Knievel jumpsuit and a crash helmet. He walks over to a group of large black men shooting dice in an alley and stands in the middle of them
] Rex Kramer
[Kramer takes off running and the black men immediately give chase