The Pilot's Wife

Vision Flight 274 cleared for takeoff.

ROGER.

Vision flight 274

change your departure frequency, 124.6.

Good morning, ladies and gentlemen.

This is your captain, Jack Lyons

from the flight deck.

Like to welcome you aboard our Vision Air Flight 274

this morning from London to Boston.

Just sit back and enjoy the ride.

And I'm going to turn off the seat belt sign shortly

so you can get up if you want to and move about the cabin.

But it's a real good idea while you're in your seat

to keep your seat belts fastened

just in case of unexpected turbulence.

Mrs. Lyons?

When?

Earlier this morning.

Where?

About ten miles off the coast of Ireland.

In the water?

No, in the air.

It was almost certainly an explosion.

Are, are you... sure it was Jack?

Yes.

How many on board?

104.

Any survivors?

They're searching.

Yeah.

No comment.

No comment.

No comment.

No comment.

Are you... are you from the airline?

No, the union.

Robert Hart.

I'm very sorry.

Yes, it's under control.

There's been a mistake.

I got the plane wrong.

You're the wrong wife.

Is there someone

you want me to call?

Um...

no.

No.

Mrs. Lyons?

Uh... I'm sorry.

It's Kathryn.

My name's Kathryn.

I loved him.

A witness reports seeing

a bright flash in the sky

from his fishing boat off the Irish coast.

It was moonlight and dark water.

And bits of silver came falling down the sky

and landing around the boat.

Have they found the CVR?

I wish I had more to tell you.

There were fluttering like, like birds...

birds that were wounded.

They were spiraling down, like...

spinning... spinning...

That was 83-year-old...

It was a bomb, wasn't it?

...the first eyewitness

to come forward in the as-yet-unconfirmed...

You're still in shock. You need some sugar.

You got here fast. How'd you do it?

We have a plane.

Why?

Why so fast, I mean?

To get here first, to inform you.

To help you through it.

Oh, that's not why.

That's part of it.

I have to call the school.

There's... they'll need to get a substitute.

No one's awake now.

Would you like me to tell your daughter?

No.

No, I-I can do that.

That's the press. Ignore it.

Hey, I'm afraid the Lyons

are away from the den, but you can always leave

a message for lovely Lyoness, Kathryn

or cool cat, Mattie or...

Jack, the King of the Beasts.

It's to keep me from talking to the press, isn't it?

That's why you're here.

You don't want them to think pilot error, right?

Mattie, misdirect.

They're, they're killing him.

Okay, this is a good move for a basketball team...

grab some guy, and... this is the Knicks

and this is the Celtics...

Doosh!

Mattie?

Mattie?

What?

I have to talk to you.

I can't; I'm having a shower.

It's important.

What?

I ha-have to tell you something.

I'm right here, honey.

Mattie...

Please don't, honey.

Play it. Play it.

Okay, okay.

Da-da-da-da, you know.

What about you, huh?

I can't meet you today, and I can't fax them today.

And I can't get confirmation unless you...

I know, that's what I'm saying.

No, they're all over the place, that's why.

Yep.

You got that?

Okay, yep.

Yep.

Debris coming in from the crash

of Vision Flight 274 confirms

a massive explosion of some sort

possibly a bomb.

Listen, did they say a bomb?

No, that's not confirmed. Just a theory.

...a horrible tragedy, here off the north coast of Ireland.

Intensive search-and-rescue operations underway at the site

where the plane went down report no sign of survivors.

And relatives gathering

at Boston's Logan International Airport

have been warned by officials to be prepared for the worst.

We now know that the pilot

was Captain Jack Lyons, of the small town of...

He could have bailed out.

He could be floating in the ocean somewhere.

That happens someti...

Kathryn?

Give her one of these.

It's a Valium.

You carry these with you?

...reports coming in from overseas say

security forces in London and Belfast

are on a heightened state of alert

after recent increased activity

by both Protestant and Catholic militants...

fueling speculation about the source of the bomb.

Our reporter in London has more.

Ian, what can you tell us?

Lynn, intelligence sources I spoke with confirm

that there now exists credible threats of terrorist activity

in response to progress being made toward

a permanent peace in Northern Ireland.

However, I would hasten

to point out that authorities will not...

Drink it.

You shouldn't be watching this.

Mattie?

You come upstairs with me.

Who is this?

This is Robert. He's from the Pilot's Union.

This is Julia, my grandmother.

It's nice to meet you.

I'm very sorry.

I'll be back shortly.

Where did Jack stay last night?

The crew apartment.

Wh-What?

Uh, he called from there

to remind me to call Alfred about the shower.

Who's Alfred?

The plumber.

When they went to collect his things

the maid said, uh, no one had slept there last night.

Where was he then?

Don't know.

Have you eaten anything?

No.

You friendly with the other wives?

They're mostly Brits.

Why would I know them?

I thought you might have socialized...

bumped into them at the crew apartment.

Th-The crew apartment?

When you were there with Jack.

I was never there with Jack.

When he was away

how did you get in touch with him?

Um... he u-usually called us.

It was easier that way, 'cause of his schedule.

Your hair looks nice.

"Bergdorfs."

Mothers' Day.

You remembered.

"Here in the narrow passage

and the pitiless north, perpetual betrayals..."

I trusted you not to die.

Did the three officers in the cockpit

have any warning of the impending disaster