FLIGHT

MOVIE OF THE WEEK: Flight

Wow! This moive was indicated to me numerous times and having watched it, I know why. I found it is so very spiritual; sublime and so many omens / messages for me; for us!

I have clarity.
Thank You

WHIP: Don't worry, Margaret I'm gonna get you home for your prayer meeting at...what is it? Jesus Christ Superstar 27th Baptist King Church?
                      
MARGARET: That's right, Christ the King First Baptist Church on Hazel and 9th Street. And I'm still saving you aseat next to me. Offer stands...come on down.

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TIKI POT: She do anal, two thousand, one hour.
                        
NICOLE: I don't do porn, Kip. Just lemme see the "h."

TIKI POT (CONT'D): Show her the pipe-

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HARLING MAYS: I'm on the list baby girl. Check the list for Mr. Mays. Harling.

HARLING MAYS: (NEYTIRI's speciality! - Meds) Aprazolam? That's generic Xanax and this Hydrocodone is genericVicodin. It's shit, prolly Canadian. We want the premium stuff. Blue label...not the fucking well shit. Where's the dihydromorphinone? Or just some fucking Palladone would suffice. What is this? Fucking amateur hour over here? Get that goddamned doctor in here. You just saved a 100 people from death, they should get your fuckin' meds right. ROOM SERVICE!

HARLING MAYS: Send the mayday and you're outta here in 7 minutes. I got you a few stroke mags too. I've been in hospitals. I know what you need. JUGS, HOT MILFS in heat. ASSMASTERS. You should just stroke it all day. You're a hero -- know what I'm saying? If I was in here I'd be jerkin' it all day long. See, there's a smile.

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VOICE (O.S.) Tobacco's but an Indian weed, Grows green in the morn, cut down at eve; It shows our decay, We are but clay;...I love the smell of Nicotina in the morning. Smells like...victory.

GAUNT YOUNG MAN (CONT'D): I should quit, my cancer might get cancer.

GAUNT YOUNG MAN: Fibro-mixzoid sarcoma, soft tissue sarcoma. Very rare, God chose me.                       
                                
WHIP: God chose you? You believe in God?                       
          
GAUNT YOUNG MAN: Fuck yeah bitch. You're a stupid fucker if you don't believe in God. As soon as you realize that the random events in your life are God...you will live a much better life. You spend your life believing that you have all the control over what happens. Bullshit. The plane you're flying goes down? Out of your control. God gives you cancer. I have no control over that. Did God give me cancer? You bet your ass God gave me cancer. You think if I begged for cancer God would have given it to me? 

No...because I assure you I have begged for God to take it away -and guess what? I have no control over that.

Can I get another smoke? What's wrong with you honey? You're beautiful, do you know that? Do I scare you? People either have to pretend they don't see me or they're drawn to me. It's funny because people see me as being close to the other side -- they feel like I have power or wisdom. They think I have the answers. Who knows? Maybe I do. Death gives you perspective. I lived my life so indecisive, in a haze. But now that I'm dying everything is so clear. It all makes sense somehow. I'm sorry but I can't get over how beautiful you are? Look at your arm, you an addict?

GAUNT YOUNG MAN: Don't you love her?
                        
WHIP: I don't know her.
                         

GAUNT YOUNG MAN: Bullshit, I do. Random act of God? Don't think so. Survive a plane crash to meet a gorgeous girl in a stairwell. Fuck you man. (he reflects, then...) I'm sure they're looking for me. My family just showed up from Utah. You know it's bad when they start flying in. Every morning is special now, I'm so grateful. It's a trip, wish I could bottle this feeling I have...about how beautiful every breath of life is..

WHIP: But why'd that guy ask you if you were gonna die?
                        
NICOLE:  I dunno. I flat-lined twice in the ambulance. Heroin addicts who use needles tend to die. Especially women for some reason.
                                            

WHIP: Is that right?
                        
NICOLE:  I have a pamphlet to prove it. A girl from AA just came to see me --.      That guy was a trip. He made it feel like, I dunno...we were the last people left on the planet...and together we should save the world.

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MR. CARR :  I like this guy Lenny. He makes me wanna go out and sniff a few lines and fly a jet.

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The door pushes open and NICOLE comes in with the Big Book of AA in her hand.

NICOLE sits with her camera staring at a candle on the table in front of her. An AA Book rests on the table. She snaps a picture of the flame and then focuses out to the grassy landing strip and the rolling hills.

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WHIP: You have to tell them it was an ordinary day. I mean it was an ordinary day. You know I was in shape to fly. You have a problem with saying that?
                        
MARGARET: It's a lie. Whip, it's a lie. Trina told me you two hadn't been to sleep.

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A.A. SPEAKER # 1: Don't worry Ed, I got the format right here. I'm sorry, Ed's giving me the stink eye. Let me get back to the format...I'm Barry. I'm an alcoholic.
                        
THE ASSEMBLY (IN UNISON) : Hi Barry.
                        
A.A. SPEAKER # 1: Are there any other alcoholics present?

I like meetings that have us all identify. Because it makes me tell the truth about who I am. It reminds that I never ever told the truth. I lied about everything. My whole life had been a lie. And I was told that I would never get sober if I kept lying.
                      
I mean, lying's what I'm good at. If I know anything in this life it's how to lie, especially about my drinking.
         
Like I said, I would lie about everything. It didn't matter what it was. My whole life had been a lie. A series of lies strung together by me. And when I drank? It was worse. What I came to understand was that, my lies were killing me. And that remains the  great fact for me...My lies will kill me.

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EVANS: Sit, please sit. I never shared my opinion about your physical state the morning of the flight. I've never said word.
                      
The flight was pre-ordained. I've prayed on it Captain. Vicki and I have prayed on it. There's only one judge --
                        
VICKI EVANS:  Praise Jesus.
                        
EVANS: And he has a higher plan for you sir. This event although tragic in its loss of life is also a celebration of life.
                         

Nothing happens in the Kingdom of the Lord by mistake.                        
VICKI EVANS: Praise Jesus.
                        
EVANS: Captain, will you pray with me?

Jesus our Lord and savior we thank you for blessing Captain Whitaker with courage and wisdom. For guiding his hand on that fateful morning. In his divine light we were saved. Praise Jesus.
                                   

VICKI EVANS:  Praise Jesus.

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WHIP:  Let's go tomorrow.
                                                 

NICOLE:   You're serious?
                        
WHIP:  We'll leave in the morning...we'll just go. Start over.
                   

NICOLE: Whip, we can't.
                        
WHIP: It's a beautiful beach, it's paradise.
                        
NICOLE: I'm worried about you.                        
WHIP: I'm fine thanks.
                        
NICOLE: No you're not, you're really not. You need help, Whip. I think you need rehab.                        
WHIP: You go to a couple of AA meetings and all of a sudden you think you're Jesus Christ? Worry about yourself.
                        
NICOLE: We're the same Whip, you and me, we're the same-                        
WHIP: WE'RE NOT-   

                    
NICOLE: WE ARE-           

                        
WHIP: I didn't suck dick to get high. And don't give me a whole...
                        
NICOLE:  Never Whip, I never in my life-
                        
WHIP: Your mom died and dad drank and bullshit, bullshit, bullshit --
                        
NICOLE: Stop. Please stop.
                        
WHIP: Is that why you shot dope?
                        
NICOLE: That's not fair-
                        
WHIP:  Well there's a lot of people out there who lost their mom who've never had a drink in their life.
                        
NICOLE:  You're sick, Whip.
                         

WHIP: I choose to drink.
                        
NICOLE:  Do you? You choose it? I don't see a lot of choice goin' on.                        
WHIP: I choose to drink! And I blame it on me. I'm happy to. I've got an ex-wife and a son I don't see. Why? Because I choose to drink!

WHIP:  Alright look, I was loaded when I crashed that plane. With this investigation going on, I don't know what's gonna happen. Come to Jamaica with me.
                        
NICOLE: Whip. I'm afraid I'll use again.                        
WHIP: Come with me. I need help, I do.
                        
NICOLE: I'd love for you to get help, Whip.                        
WHIP: When we get to Jamaica we can go to the local hospital. I'll do it for you. Anything you want.
                                               
NICOLE: I don't wanna use again. I can't. I won't make it back.                        
WHIP: I'll be sober. I won't force you to stay. I promise if you don't like it or if I don't clean up? You can leave.
                      
It's so beautiful there. We'll leave before noon. I'm a great pilot. You'll get to see so much.

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HUGH LANG: THE NTSB AND THE FAA TOOK 10 EXPERIENCED PILOTS AND PLACED THEM IN SIMULATORS. THEY RECREATED ALL OF THE EVENTS THAT LED TO THIS PLANE FALLING OUT OF THE SKY!              

Do you know how many were able to safely land these broken planes?
                      
Not one. Every pilot crashed and killed everyone on board.
                                
WHIP:  Yeah. So?
                        
HUGH: You have no capacity to accept the responsibility for the miracle you performed and the lives you saved.

 

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HUGH: Son of a bitch! You worthless motherfucker, what a waste! I cleared the decks for you...you piece of shit. You just fucked it all up like the piss drunk you are!

CHARLIE:  How much grace do you think we got?
                        
WHIP: Amazing grace...how sweet the sound...that saved a wretch like me-                        
HUGH:  Shut the fuck up you drunk...
                        
WHIP: I once was lost and now I'm found was blind but...now...well I'm still kinda blind.

WHIP:  Call Harling Mays.
                                   

CHARLIE:  Harling's got a wheel chair?
                        
WHIP: Harling's got cocaine.

WHIP: 129 Tell him I need bananas... 129

HARLING MAYS (SINGING): Come mista tally man tally me banana...Whip, what's the deal man you look like you're hurtin' for certain...shut the door, interior lock!
                         

YOU DO NOT TOUCH THE MERCH MOTHERFUCKER!!!

 HARLING MAYS: That'll do. And I need to make a coco puff.

Little coco puff buddy. C'mon banana man. Who's the banana man?
                         

Good man, focus up big dog. Here's the train comin' to you.
                      
Keep it down big dog, banana boat's comin' tell me the banana boat's comin'...

WHIP:  The banana boat is here.
                        
HARLING MAYS:  Nothing can keep you down dog. Nothing keeps the big dog down.

HARLING MAYS:  There's a gram in here, you paid for it and he might need it. My work here is done. See you all on the dark side of the moon.


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CHARLIE: You're gonna make it. Remember, if they ask about your drinking, it's totally acceptable to say, "I don't recall."
                         
WHIP: Do not tell me how to lie about my drinking. I've been lying about my drinking my whole life.

ELLEN BLOCK: That audio is tragic and compelling. I chose to play that part of the cockpit recording to highlight a key moment aboard flight 227, wherein you say "We're gonna roll it, here we go, I've got control." You made a very conscious decision to invert the airplane, to roll the plane upside down. Is that correct?
                                
WHIP: I'm not sure it was conscious. It was more of an instinct.

WHIP: I was drunk. I'm drunk right now, Miss Block...I'm drunk right...I'm drunk now, because...Because I'm an alcoholic.
                      
WHIP (V.O.): That was it...I was done. It's as if I'd hit my life long limit for lies.                      
I could not tell one more lie. And maybe I'm a sucker. Because if I had just told one more lie? I could have walked away from that whole mess and kept my wings and my false sense of pride and most importantly I would have avoided being locked up here with all of you nice folks for the last 13 months.

WHIP: I've had time to think about all of it. Doing a lot of writing. I've written letters to each of the families that lost loved ones on my flight. Some were able to hear my apology, some never will. I've also apologized to all the people who tried to help me along the way, but I couldn't or wouldn't listen, like my wife, I mean my ex wife...and my son. Again, some were able to forgive me...some never will.                         

But at least I'm sober, and I'm grateful for that.
                  

And this is gonna sound really stupid coming from a man who's in prison...but for the first time in my life...I'm free.

WILL: This essay. I have to do an essay called, "the most fascinating person I've never met."

WILL:  Who are you?                        
WHIP:  Good question.