Flight of the Navigator

As you can see, Lynn never breaks her dog's rhythm.

She uses rapid-fire multiple discs,

throwing them high to display Muffy's wonderful coordination and agility.

A terrific exhibition by last year's runners up.

Next up Judith Lynman and Rocky. Watch how Rocky doesn't take off until...

Watch this one.

Wow! Let's try it.

Come on, Bruzer, give it to me. Drop it.

Let it go, Bruzer. Let it go. Let it go.

Strong toss...and he catches it.

Go on, Bruzer, get it! Get it!

Easy, even toss and he grabs it!

Go on, get it, Bruzer. Get it! Look! Look!

Jump, Bruzer! Oh, man!

Winner of the 1978 South Florida Frisbee Dog Championship

is Judith Lynman and Rocky!

I'm gonna teach you real hard.

All right, boys, let's go. What d'you say?

That dumb dog will never learn to catch a frisbee.

He will so, and don't call him dumb.

How about retarded?

Some day he's going to win that championship.

- Don't make me laugh. - Hey! What! Hey...

All right, guys. I guess...

You know, Bill, I don't really feel like cooking tonight.

You don't have to cook. We'll get in the boat and get some hamburgers.

Guess what! David's got the hots for Jennifer Bradley.

Shut up!

- Dad! He's knuckling me! - Dehydrated pizza face!

David, just stop provoking your little brother, please.

But Dad...

No, really. That's the last I want to hear from both of you. Now give us a break.

I can't believe this.

Dad, can I play at Billy's?

Yeah, I guess so. Just look out for the fireworks.

Make sure you be back before dark.

Give me that.

- Weasel! - Dork!

- Buttface! - Scuzbucket!

You'll never see your ninth birthday, I promise.

(CAR STEREO: "You're the One That I Want" from Grease)

I wish you two would try to get along.

He's a jerk.

Oh, come on. It's just a phase. He'll grow out of it.

If he lives that long.

Is that any way to talk about your little brother?

No, I guess not.

Just try and remember you're the oldest, all right?

All right, all right.

- Hi, David. - (BICYCLE BELL RINGS)

Hi, Jennifer.

- Oh, there she is. Hey there! - Hi, Jennifer!

Hey! Think fast!

Oh!

Honey, stay out of the refrigerator. We're going out to dinner soon.

Don't worry. I'll be hungry.

Come on, boy!

You know how to open these?

- Yes, I do, dear. - Thank you.

On 4th July 1978, an American top 40 extra.

- David? - Dad!

Aren't you gonna watch the game?

I was just...

watching the boats.

Oh, yeah?

Oh!

So you do have a crush on Jennifer Bradley.

No, not really.

I barely even know her.

You ever tried talking to her?

How are you supposed to talk to girls?

It's impossible.

Well, you just have to try to strike up a conversation.

"Hi! How you doin'? That's a nice bike!"

If you're going to learn to swim you just gotta jump in the water.

I guess.

David?

Don't forget to feed Bruzer.

I won't.

Come on, Bruzer.

Good boy. That'll make you big and strong so you can win that championship.

David?

David? Oh, would you go and meet Jeff?

The Johnsons said he left about five minutes ago.

He's eight years old, Mum.

I know but I don't like him going through the woods alone.

I think he can make it a half mile on his own.

Now, you hurry up.

And we're gonna get some burgers and we're going to set off those fireworks of yours.

OK?

OK.

Come on, Bruzer!

What is it, macho man? Not afraid of a little wind, are ya?

See, Bruzer? What you gotta do is be a "take charge" guy.

That's what girls like.

Come on, boy.

Come on!

Wanna know my real problem?

I don't know what I want out of life any more.

As a young dog, you might find that hard to understand but...

Jeff?

Jeff?

Get back, Jack. I've got a gun.

- (TWIG CRACKS) - Phew!

- Agh! - (DAVID SCREAMS)

- Ugh! - Gotcha! Gotcha!

- I'll kill you! - (BRUZER BARKS)

- Bruzer? - (BRUZER BARKS)

What is it, Bruzer?

Come on, boy. We'd better get home.

Agh!

Uh!

- (BRUZER BARKS) - (TRAIN HOOTING)

- (CRICKETS CHIRPING) - (HE GROANS)

Bruzer! Here, Bruzer!

Bruzer! Here, Bruzer!

Open up, you little punk! You hear me?

I said open up!

Who are you?

Who are you?

I...I'm David. I live here.

Think you have the wrong house, dear.

Where's my mum?

I have no idea. Are you lost?

Hey! Where do you think you're going?

Now, just a minute. You've made a mistake.

Mum? Dad?

Oh! Oh!

Mum!

Larry!

What's the problem, son?

Now, calm down, son.

Nobody is going to hurt you.

What's your name? Where do you live?

Please...

Where's my mum and dad?

Janet, call the police.

It's chaos here. You're gonna have to process this.

Yeah, what city? What address, do you know? Which park?

- Oakwood Park, OK. - Are you in the city?

- We're having some problems... - Yes, ma'am.

Reporters are investigating what has caused power blackouts

in sections of two counties.

Emergency generators are in operation in Lauderdale General Hospital.

Not hungry, huh?

Is my dad coming yet?

Phil...

We ran his name and the computer came up with this.

Oh good, a missing person report.

David Scott Freeman, hair brown, eyes brown.

Last seen wearing blue clothes, shirt red and white stripes,

blue jeans and white sneakers.

Carrying a blue knapsack.

- Have we located the parents? - Yes, but Phil, look at the date.

What about it?

Must be a typo.

I ran it through the computer three times. That's no mistake.

He was declared legally dead.

Who's dead?

No-one's dead, David. Come on. Let's start putting this puzzle together.

Now, David, just a few more questions for our paperwork, OK?

How old are you?

- I already told you. Twelve. - Right.

And what is the date today?

It's the fourth of July.

What year?

Nineteen seventy-eight.

David, who's the President of the United States?

Duh! You wanna know that for your paperwork?

Mm-hm.

Well?

It's Jimmy Carter.

Why are we stopping?

You'll see.

- (SHIP'S HORN BLARES) - Be right back.

Who lives here?

We're not sure yet.

Quiet! Quiet down!

Look, I'm sorry to disturb you folks.

But are you the same William Freeman who reported missing a son?

David Scott Freeman on July 4, 1978?

Yes.

Dad!

David? David, wait a second.

Well, I'm Detective Banks, juvenile division.

It seems that we...

David?

But...

Oh my God!

Thank God!

Dr Faraday.

Any signs of life?

Not outside, but we haven't been able to determine what's inside.