Название | Air Disasters: Dramatic black box flight recordings |
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Автор произведения | Malcolm MacPherson |
Жанр | Справочная литература: прочее |
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Издательство | Справочная литература: прочее |
Год выпуска | 0 |
isbn | 9780007344482 |
FIRST OFFICER: Zero one, okay. Here we go.
CAPTAIN: That’s Crowley’s Ridge, you know about Crowley’s Ridge?
FIRST OFFICER: Naw, naw.
CAPTAIN: That’s it right there.
FIRST OFFICER: All, all this area right here?
CAPTAIN: See these trees?
FIRST OFFICER: Yeah.
CAPTAIN: That’s a natural fault line.
FIRST OFFICER: Oh, this is the New Madrid, uh…
CAPTAIN: Well, it’s part of it, yeah, but it’s much higher in elevation and the…climate is different. You drive in Arkansas, you drive right over it.
FIRST OFFICER: Well, I…
CAPTAIN: You see all those trees there, that’s it.
FIRST OFFICER: I know it, but I wonder about that. You go, Wynne, and all the, you know, stuff over here, you know, where it’s flat and you cross over that and I wondered about that. That’s not part of the no vaculight uplift and all that, that’s where? That’s further west, isn’t it?
CAPTAIN: Yeah.
FLIGHT ENGINEER: Altimeters.
FIRST OFFICER: Nines and twos here.
FLIGHT ENGINEER: After takeoff is complete.
FIRST OFFICER: Do you, uh, live over in Arkansas, Dave, or…?
CAPTAIN: Naw, I live in Fisherville.
FIRST OFFICER: Aw, Fisherville, great spot.
[Sound of hammer blows striking first officer and flight engineer]
FLIGHT ENGINEER: Ow!
FIRST OFFICER: God!
FIRST OFFICER: Oh, ah, shit.
CAPTAIN: God almighty!
FLIGHT ENGINEER: Ow!
FIRST OFFICER: What the fuck are you doing?
CAPTAIN: God, [groan] God almighty! God, God, God…
FIRST OFFICER: Get him, get him, get him.
CAPTAIN: He’s going to kill us.
FIRST OFFICER: Get him!
CAPTAIN: Get up, get him!
FLIGHT ENGINEER: I can’t, God!
UNIDENTIFIED: Stop! Hold his goddamn…
JUMP-SEAT PASSENGER: Sit down, sit down, get back in your seat, this is a real gun, I’ll kill ya.
FIRST OFFICER: Get him, get him, get him, get him, get him, get him!
AUTO WARNING HORN: Bank angle, bank angle.
FIRST OFFICER: Get him, get him, get him!
JUMP-SEAT PASSENGER: I’m gonna kill you! Hey, hey! I’ll kill ya!
AUTO WARNING HORN: Bank angle, bank angle.
CAPTAIN: Get him, get him, get him!
AUTO WARNING HORN: Bank angle, bank angle.
CAPTAIN: Yeah, get him!
AUTO WARNING HORN: Bank angle, bank angle.
FIRST OFFICER: Get him, get him, get him, Andy, I got the aeroplane!
AUTO WARNING HORN: Bank angle, bank angle.
FIRST OFFICER: Get him, Andy, get him!
AUTO WARNING HORN: Bank angle, bank angle.
[Sound of struggling in background] [Overspeed warning] [Series of clicks]
FIRST OFFICER TO CENTRE: Centre, centre, emergency! Centre, emergency!
AUTO WARNING HORN: Bank angle, bank angle.
FIRST OFFICER TO CENTRE: Centre, listen to me!
Express 705, I’ve been wounded. We’ve had an attempted takeover on board the aeroplane. Give me a vector
[direction] please, back to Memphis at this time. Hurry!
AUTO WARNING HORN: Bank angle, bank angle.
FIRST OFFICER TO CENTRE: Zero nine five, zero nine five, direct Memphis, get an ambulance and uh, alert the, uh, airport facility!
AUTO WARNING HORN: Bank angle, bank angle.
FIRST OFFICER TO CENTRE: Hey, Memphis, you still with me? [Struggling in background]
FIRST OFFICER TO CENTRE: Listen, hey, centre!
[Struggling in background]
FIRST OFFICER TO CENTRE: Centre, give me a heading to Memphis!
FIRST OFFICER TO CENTRE: Zero nine zero, roger, this is an emergency…! [Overspeed warning—series of clicks in background] [Struggling in background]
UNIDENTIFIED FROM REAR OF COCKPIT: Let go of it! [Sounds of struggle] Let go of the spear!
FIRST OFFICER TO CENTRE: One zero, thousand, okay, keep me advised, where is Memphis? [Struggling in background]
FIRST OFFICER: Okay, say my direction to Memphis.
FIRST OFFICER: Look, just keep talking to me, okay?
CAPTAIN: Jim!
FIRST OFFICER TO CENTRE: Yeah, we need an ambulance and, uh, we need, uh, armed intervention as well.
FIRST OFFICER TO CENTRE: Down to 5000 feet.
FLIGHT ENGINEER: Put it on autopilot!
FIRST OFFICER TO REAR OF COCKPIT: I’ve got it!
FLIGHT ENGINEER: Help, the son of a bitch is biting me! [Sounds of struggle]
FIRST OFFICER TO REAR: Andy!
CAPTAIN FROM REAR OF COCKPIT: Put it on autopilot and come back here!
FIRST OFFICER TO REAR OF COCKPIT: Keep him back there guys, I’m flying!
CAPTAIN FROM REAR OF COCKPIT: Put it…
FLIGHT ENGINEER FROM REAR OF COCKPIT: Hurry up, Jim…
FIRST OFFICER TO CENTRE: Request a single frequency.
FLIGHT ENGINEER FROM REAR: Jim!
FIRST OFFICER TO CENTRE: 19.1.
CAPTAIN FROM REAR: Jim, is it on autopilot?
FIRST OFFICER TO REAR OF COCKPIT: No, I got it.
CAPTAIN FROM REAR: Put it on autopilot and come back here!
FLIGHT ENGINEER FROM REAR: Quick, Jim!
FIRST OFFICER TO REAR: Okay.
CAPTAIN FROM REAR: Hurry, Jim! Come back here now!
FIRST OFFICER TO REAR: Okay…wait a minute, I’m coming.
CAPTAIN FROM REAR: Jim, do it now!
FLIGHT ENGINEER FROM REAR: Hurry, hurry!
[First officer exits co-pilot seat and goes to rear of cockpit]
FIRST OFFICER: You move, I’ll kill ya!
FIRST OFFICER TO CAPTAIN: Go up and get the aeroplane.
CAPTAIN: I’m going.
FIRST OFFICER: If you can.
CAPTAIN: Are you in control?
FIRST OFFICER: Yeah, can you take this?
[Captain returns to his seat, sounds of him buckling in]
CAPTAIN TO REAR: Jim, are you in control? Jim, are you in control?
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