Perl Harbor Sub 25 KADR
- German bandits at 2 o’clock!
- Increase throttle! Power dive!
Spell it right, Rafe.
“Rudder” is spelled with two D’s.
- Thanks, wingman.
- Yeah, sure.
Whoa, bandits!
- Crack shooter, Danny.
- Crack shooter, Rafe.
- Land of the free.
- Home of the brave.
Great flying, Dad!
Come on. I’m gonna
teach you how to fly.
- I get the front!
- No, you take the back.
I’m bigger,
and I should be in front.
I’m older and I’m teacher,
so no.
- Wow. It’s like we’re really flying.
- Yeah, I did it lots of times.
Come on. You man the guns.
I’ll give her some throttle.
We gotta get those
dirty German bandits.
Oh, gosh!
- Hang on!
- Make it stop, Rafe!
I’ve seen my dad do this
lots of times. Don’t worry!
Rafe!
- Oh, my gosh! We’re flying!
- We’re flying!
My dad’s gonna kill me.
Come on.
Yes! Woo-hoo!
- We flew!
- We flew! Yes! I’m a pilot!
- I know!
- Yeah!
We flew.
- You no-account boy!
- Daddy!
I done told you, you spend time playing
with this stupid boy, can’t read…
you ain’t never gonna
amount to nothing!
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