Sir, you don't have any bombers here, do you, sir?
Bombers? Son, if I had bombers I'd be bombin' the hell out of them right now!
Donna Stratton
[Maddox and his men start laughing madly] [looking around; whispers to herself]
No planes?
[to himself]
Boy, am I in trouble now...
[signals for the laughing to stop]
Hell, son, the only plane I've got around here is that old shit on a shingle trainer sittin' right over there.
Donna Stratton
[soldiers pull down tarp to reveal an older plane; Donna's face lights up at the sight of it, as Loomis looks over to her for approval] [nodding]
It's fine, it's fine. Let's go!

