Fearless

Hey, there's more over here! Bring another team.

Another team over here by the tail.

We're gonna need a lot more help.

Are you okay? Is the baby all right?

It's okay. You can stay with your dad.

I'm not his father. He was traveling alone.

- Go. You'll be okay. - I wanna be with you.

- Please. Please. - Take him.

I've gotta find the mother.

- Now, go. - Come on.

Come with me. You're gonna be all right. Come on.

Everyone, please, please stay where you are.

We'll be with you in a minute.

Hey, get them out of there. It's gonna blow!

Get them out!

No! My boy!

My boy! My little boy's in there!

My baby's in there! I gotta get my boy!

My baby's in there!

My baby...

No! No!

Mommy!

You okay?

I'm gonna need some backup here. Move it.

Were you in the crash?

No. I found this baby.

- I've gotta find the mother. Okay.

There's a woman right over there. She's looking for her baby.

Yeah.

Right there.

Is this your baby?

My sweet angel.

I wanna go to the nearest hotel.

You've gotta be kidding.

You're not dead.

An Intercity Air spokesperson indicates...

...an estimated 200 passengers--

Sixty Bakersfield.

Wire reports confirm a crash of an Intercity Air jet...

...in the northeast section of the county at Route 7 and Lake. Eyewitnesses - -

[GIPSY KINGS' "SIN ELLA" PLAYING ON RADIO]

[MAN 2 SPEAKING IN SPANISH ON RADIO]

[GIPSY KINGS' "SIN ELLA" PLAYING LOUDER]

Everybody was terrified.

Although, remarkably enough, people maintained themselves pretty well.

I think people pull together in a situation like that...

...and the crew was very professional...

[WOMAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY ON TV]

Max.

Max Klein.

- What the hell are you doing here? - Ha, ha.

- Just passing through. - You bastard, you don't look any different.

- Ha, ha. Nice try. - It's true. Look at you.

I can't believe it, Max. It's been 20 years.

These are strawberry pancakes?

Yep.

I wanted...

- Do you have whole strawberries? - I guess.

Bring me a bowl, please.

I don't remember you having a thing for strawberries.

How's Bill? Is he head of the Theater Department yet?

No, he was passed over.

Look, I'll make this quick.

I can't stand going through the list item by item.

- My life's a disaster. No, it isn't.

- Yes, it is. - Trust me.

Your life isn't a disaster.

I'm fat. I haven't written a play in years.

Timmy, my oldest, has a learning disability.

I've learned to love him for what he is...

...not my fantasy of what he should be.

The middle two, James and Sarah, resent the extra attention Timmy got...

...so they fuck up in school to punish us.

They're working that out in their support group...

...for siblings of the learning disabled.

And my youngest, my beautiful baby, Ellen...

...who was gonna be this great ballerina...

...destroyed her ankle playing basketball with her brothers.

As for Bill, he's screwing a student.

It's pathetic. It's not even tragic.

- Have a strawberry. - What good will that do?

Forbidden fruit always does good. Hmm?

Forbidden fruit.

Heh, I didn't come for that.

Figures.

- You always were faithful. - And you?

Heh. Who'd have me?

Wait a minute.

Aren't you allergic to strawberries?

You almost died when you were little from eating a strawberry.

I'm past all that.

Hmm? See? No reaction.

No reaction at all.

That's him. Yeah, what?

Good morning, sir. I'm Agent Parsons, this is Agent Smith.

We're with the FBI.

Uh, you're registered as Mr. Max Klein, 1147 Varennes in San Francisco.

Is that correct?

- You got me. Can we come in?

Sir, were you on a flight from San Francisco to Houston...

...that made an emergency--? Yes, I was.

Took a hike from the scene? Just up and left?

What time is it? - Ten o'clock Thursday morning.

You've been missing almost a day.

- Missing? Mr. Klein, what are you doing here?

You walked from the crash, rented a car, drove to L.A.

Why?

They didn't need me anymore.

Need you for what?

Am I under arrest?

No. You haven't done anything.

Do you, uh...?

You know this man?

Mr. Klein, I'm Cindy Dickens of Intercity Air...

...and I'm here to help get you home.

That's nice. No one's taken me home since the first grade.

Heh. Uh, I have tickets on Amtrak to get you to San Francisco.

- And your train leaves in an hour. - I wanna fly.

I'm sorry?

You'll fly me back to San Francisco for free, right?

Uh, of course.

When I talked to your wife and told her the good news on the phone...

...she said that even, um, before the unpleasant, uh...

- Crash. - Uh, yes, right.

Even before, uh, that, you were afraid to fly.

I'd love to fly home on your airline, but I've got a request.

- Sir? - I wanna go first class.

Well, super. Ha, ha. With our compliments, sir.

[WOMAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY OVER RADIO]

Cockpit preparation? Completed.

Light test? Check.

Oxygen and interphone? Checked.

Yaw damper? On.

Hydraulics? On.

Uh, sir, may I see your boarding pass?

Fine, your seat is right down the aisle.

[PILOT & COPILOT SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

- Ah, good. - Is he onboard?

Yes, he's sitting right over there.

All right. I got it.

I just made it.

Hi. I'm Bill Perlman. Hi.

Going home, right? Glad to be going home, I bet.

You're a shrink.

That's right.

I specialize in the treatment of post-traumatic stress disorder.

Ha, ha. I wrote a book about it, and several airlines hired me--

We're just pulling away from the gate.

--As a consultant to work with crash survivors.

Naturally, one of my perks is free tickets.

Seat belt, I think you should put it on.

I travel so much for work that my idea of a vacation...

That's normal. It's just to stay put.

I'm not scared.

But I would like another drink when we're airborne.

I should say, if we're airborne.

[PILOT & COPILOT SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

Mom, he's here. He's really here. You look fine.

I knew you were all right.

Max, Max. Oh.

We were so worried. It's a miracle.

You're alive.

I knew I couldn't lose you.

Coffee? Let's get coffee.

- Look at you. He's perfect. - Yes, he is. He is. He's fine.

Come in.

- Were you scared? - No. Not at all.

- Excuse me. I'm Steven Brillstein. - Nan asked if he could wait here.

He's a lawyer.

I'm sorry to intrude, but Mrs. Gordon's frustrated.

The airline can't seem to make a definite identification.

- Jeff's dead. Oh, my God.

- Jesus, Max. - Max isn't himself right now.

- How do you know? We just met. I'm Bill Perlman.

He's a therapist, works for the airline.

I'm here for you, Max.

If the airline pays your bills, then it's a conflict of interest.

I have an obligation to warn Mr. Klein anything he says in your presence--

Is in confidence. My agreement--

Let's talk about that later.

See, Nan doesn't know. She thinks that if you're alive--

No, I'll tell her.

Can we speak privately? - This is inappropriate.