PEARL HARBOR

                     SAILOR WITH THE FLASHLIGHT
          The air pressure will equalize it!

But the water keeps rising, along with their fears.  Several
of the sailors are still screaming...

The water's already to their bellies.  One of them grabs a
wrench and starts slamming Morse code against the bulkhead.

One sailor in the middle of the room is particularly
panicked, not just yelling but crying and whimpering --

                     TERRIFIED SAILOR
          Get me out!  Get me out!

                     SAILOR WITH THE FLASHLIGHT
          Stop it!  Come on!  Save your air!

                     TERRIFIED SAILOR
          MY FOOT'S CAUGHT!

He's at the lower end of the compartment, where the water is
deeper -- the ship's nose is lower than her stern.  The
water's up to the guy's neck.

The man with the flashlight dives down, and finds the guys
foot wedged together in the pipes of the ships ceiling -- now
their floor.

He pops up again.  The water's up to the trapped guy's mouth;
he's already gagging.

                     SAILOR WITH THE FLASHLIGHT
          Is there a hacksaw in that locker?!

They open it; tools spill out -- among them is a hacksaw.
They hand it to him; the sailor dives down and cuts off the
guy's foot.

The trapped man is underwater, muffling his scream.  He comes
free, and surfaces gasping.  His severed foot floats to the
surface and then the horror really hits them.  The sailor
with the flashlight pops up, in the blossoming of blood.  He
and another sailor tie a tourniquet around the stump, to stop
the bleeding.

The drama of this has caused the other trapped men to stop
their signaling.  Now they start banging, twice as loudly as
before.

EXT.  HALEIWA - AUXILIARY AIRFIELD - DAY

Haleiwa is a tiny airfield, tucked among the green volcanic
hills; its barely paved, and it's only permanent building is
a quonset hut.  A mechanic named EARL, is out with the
P-40's; and these are spread out, not bunched.

EARL AND THE P-40'S

The planes here have received loving care from Earl -- which
means lots of cursing; as he's wrestling to load an ammo
belt, he yells.

                     EARL
          Sum-bitch!

The Buick, bullet holes punched through the truck, slides to
a stop near the planes, and the pilots jump out.

                     DANNY
          They ready, Earl?

                     EARL
          They'll all fly, but -- oh, shit...

What stops him is the cloud of Zeros and dive bombers,
shrieking in.

                     DANNY
          Cover!

The guys scatter.  There are sandbags around the hut, and
they run there, diving into it's shelter just before the
first strafing pass, when a Zero strafes one of the P-40's
and a dive bomber blasts another.  Earl stands up in shock
and fury.

                     EARL
          You absolute mother-fuckin' son of a
          bitch!  You shot one of my planes!

Danny pulls him down, as the Zeros roar overhead.

                     DANNY
          This ain't a little feud, Earl, it's
          World War Two!

                     RAFE
          They're coming around for another pass.
          You got extra weapons and ammo?

                     EARL
          Cock-suckin' right I do!!  In the gun
          lockers!

                     DANNY
          You guys get those!  Earl, Rafe, come
          with me!

Danny, Rafe and Earl run to the planes that got hit and strip
out the 20mm cannons and ammo.

INT.  QUONSET HUT - DAY

The other pilots run in, throw open the gun locker, and start
grabbing weapons -- aircraft machine guns, ammo belts, one
even grabs a rifle.

SANDBAGS BY THE SHED

The two groups run back and start to set up.

                     RAFE
          Danny, over there!  We're in a canyon,
          they'll come straight down it, we'll get
          'em in a crossfire.

Danny, Rafe and Earl run to a gully opposite the shed and set
up there, as the other pilots brace the machine guns against
the sandbags.

The Japanese planes attacks again.  This time the lead plane
hits a wall of steel fired from the combined guns; the
bullets chew into the bomb it carries and the plane EXPLODES.
The airborne debris makes the following planes shear off.

Red's standing, firing; he yells at the Zeros --

                     RED
          D-don't like it when we fight back, do
          ya!

Red runs out with his machine gun and keeps firing even when
the planes have passed, trying to shoot them right up the
ass.

                     DANNY
          Earl!  You said the planes were ready
          but -- but what?

                     EARL
          Of the four left, only one is full of
          fuel.

                     RAFE
          Will the others get into the air?

Earl shoots a look to Rafe, then turns to Danny.

                     EARL
          Danny, I don't like this fuckin' guy.

                     DANNY
          Anthony, Red, stay with the guns!  Coma,
          you cover the cannons!  Joe, Theo, come
          with us!  Earl, you get on the radio!
          We're gonna fight these fuckers.

Two of the pilots, Joe and Theo, run to Danny.

                     JOE
          How do we do it?

                     DANNY
          Your call, Rafe.

                     RAFE
          Get rolling as fast as you can.  Stay
          low!  We'll use the topography to
          separate them and then we can take 'em
          one on one.

They race toward the planes, and the Japanese attack again.
Seeing the pilots running for the P-40's, the Zeros aim for
them; Rafe and Danny race for the most distant of the planes;
Joe and Theo run for the closer planes, through the dusty
bullet hits.

Theo makes his plane and is just strapping himself in when
bullets stitch his fuselage, wounding him.  He still forces
the plane forward.  He taxis twenty feet and his cockpit gets
chopped up and the plane arches into a right turn and putters
to a stop, Theo dead at the controls.

Joe doesn't bother to strap in; he hits the throttle hard and
heads down the runway...

The Zeros are on him as he gets ten feet of air at 120 M.P.H.
The Zero's bullets eat his canopy and plane skin; the plane
breaks apart in mid air, spilling in gouts of flame as it
smashes down on the tarmac.

Rafe and Danny have reaches the more distant P-40's and are
revving their engines as they see Joe and Theo's fate.  They
throw on their radio headsets.

Their way seems blocked:  they've got no runway behind them,
the wreckage of four P-40's scattered ahead of them, and the
Zeros screaming over the low hills to attack them.  Now Rafe
and Danny talk through the radio.

                     DANNY
          It's tight.

                     RAFE
          Tighter 'n a bulls ass in fly season.
          Don't hit the barn.

They gun their engines and roll through the grass on either
side of the runway, dodging the burning planes; they lift
off, clearing the quonset hut by a couple of inches.  They
blow right through the strafing fire, and into the sky.

Eight Zeros are all over them.

Earl is in the hut, on the radio and watching through
binoculars.

                     EARL
          I see six...seven...eight of the
          cocksuckers!  Don't let 'em hurt my
          planes.

Danny's swiveling in his seat, looking left, right, back.

                     DANNY
          They're all over us!

                     RAFE
          Bet they don't dust crops in Japan.

Danny understands immediately, following Rafe's tactic as he
breaks into a sharp turn and uses the hut, palm trees, and
low hills to shake the Japs.  They fly like crop dusters,
skimming down a foot from the ground, then bobbing up,
banking left and right.  The Zeros have divided into two
groups to chase them, their wings clipping tree tops as they
try to follow the Americans.

It feels like a 200 M.P.H. car chase, 20 feet off the ground,
Rafe and Danny skimming and bobbing over the terrain, but
there are too many Japanese.

                     RAFE
          Danny!  Let's play some chicken!

Danny banks in one direction, Rafe in another...

EXT.  OVER THE LANDING STRIP - DAY

The two P-40's are screaming, rushing at each other like they
did at the training base back in the states, flying right
into each other's propellers; the Japanese heading after them
realize they're rushing headlong at the other group...

                     EARL
          Oh shit, oh shit...

He can't even watch.

At the last instant Rafe and Danny snap a quarter spin so the
planes flash by belly to belly.

Two of the Zeros collide in mid-air, exploding, as the other
Zeros scatter.

EXT.  SKIES ABOVE PEARL HARBOR - DAY

Danny and Rafe rejoin each other in the open sky; they've
lost the Zeros.  The P-40's are flying smoothly, side by
side.  The two pilots look across at each other, going into
battle together.  They speak through their radios.

                     RAFE
          You hear my okay?

                     DANNY
          Yeah.  So you can call me if you need
          help.

                     RAFE
          I got a half a tank.  You?

                     DANNY
          Little less.

He fires a short burst to see if his guns work; they do.
Rafe does the same.  Up ahead they see a formation of
Japanese planes, headed toward Pearl.

                     RAFE
          They're in strafing formation, we'll blow
          right through their line.

They look across at each other.

                     RAFE
          Land of the free.

                     DANNY
          Home of the brave.

Side by side the P-40's scream in.

EXT.  ABOVE OAHU - THE DOGFIGHT - DAY

The Japanese planes are in tight, disciplined formation,
their minds on the targets below them in the harbor.  But
their day of shooting sitting ducks changes as the two P-40's
blast in, wing guns blazing, chopping into Two Zeros.  Both
Zeros falter and begin to lose altitude.  The P-40's make
almost impossible tight turns, still side-by-side, and go
after the two plane they crippled on the first pass.

Rafe finishes one Zero, making it explode in a ball of flame
in the air.  Danny finishes the other, shooting off its wing
so that it spirals into the sea and crashes there.

The P-40's swoop up again.

                     RAFE
          They're trying to hold formation.  We can
          chew 'em up!

The P-40's dig in again, swooping down on the line of Zeros.
Rafe hits first, machine gunning one plane, and Danny comes
in behind it, finishing it off.

The Japanese pilots are screaming at each other over their
radios, but their SQUADRON COMMANDER sees Pearl Harbor ahead,
and tells them --

                     JAPANESE SQUADRON COMMANDER
          Hold the line!

The P-40's come through again, their guns spitting fire.

EXT.  ANOTHER JAPANESE FORMATION OF BOMBERS - DAY

These planes are different -- high altitude bombers with
three-man crews, high above the harbor.  The bombardier looks
through his sight and the bomb bays open.

THROUGH THE BOMBARDIER'S SIGHT, the ships look like tops, far
below.  The bombardier is ticking off the targets as they
pass, the first two he mentions already burning.