Chapter 234 How much does an aircraft carrier cost per hour?
"What are you going to do with Val Kilmer?" Bruckheimer asked Ronald in the cabin.
"Is it too late to change roles now?"
"Ah..." Bruckheimer was startled, and when he saw Ronald smiling, he realized he was joking, "Hahaha, that's how it is when working with stars. They prioritize their own image higher than the overall movie.
appeared."
"I know," Ronald smiled. This is the big difference between actors and stars. Stars will pursue a fixed image on and off the show. This is the foundation for their livelihood.
From this perspective, he also somewhat understands Val Kilmer, who has a square chin and can't play anything other than a tough guy. If he can outdo Tom Cruise in this scene, it will really be good for his personal image.
But that would be no good for the movie!
Fortunately, Val Kilmer's scenes on the aircraft carrier have been filmed, and there are only a few scenes in the cockpit of the F-14 Tomcat. In short, I don't have to tolerate him much longer.
"Buzz buzz..."
Val Kilmer and Rick Rossovich moved to a cabin far away from the nuclear reactor, but it was close to some unknown mechanical device and there was some noise at night.
The two couldn't sleep. Val Kilmer made a fool of himself on the set today and failed to achieve his goal. He was so angry that he picked up the whiskey smuggled onto the ship and drank from the bottle.
"Hey, we can finish filming tomorrow, and we can leave this hellish place the day after tomorrow." Rick Rosovich also opened a can of beer and drank it.
"Huh!", Val Kilmer drank the last bit of whiskey in four days, and also took a bottle of beer, and the two of them drank one bottle after another.
"These Marines, they're all bastards," Val Kilmer began cursing the extras who made him look foolish for a piece of ice cream.
"They are all people who just do it for a little sweetness. They have been tamed by the military and are no longer free American people." Rossovich is also a bit on top. He plays the role of Iceman's radar officer and Fang Fang.
Kilmer's two characters are tied together.
"And those pilots look down on us even more."
"Damn it, why are they? We sleep in this damn place here, and the pilots sleep in the clean and spacious dormitories on the upper floor."
"That's right, it's not fair. We need to give them some color."
The two drunkards supported each other and staggered onto the deck, heading towards the area where the flying wing was sitting on the front deck.
The two of them staggered drunkenly on the dark deck, bypassing the sentries and other soldiers and arriving at the central bridge area.
"Damn, it feels so uncomfortable."
Val Kilmer took out the dick and pointed it at the gap between the deck and the wall and took a dip.
"Let's see who can get farther."
Rosovich also started to come.
"Hahaha", Val Kilmer felt very relaxed after draining the water. He picked up his Polaroid camera and put it into Rosovich's hand, "Give me a picture."
He made a gesture that he considered very handsome, pointing to the antenna on the bridge with one hand and saluting with the other.
"Click" Rosovich pressed the shutter, and a quick photo was squeezed out. After pulling it off, he fanned it vigorously in the air so that it could be developed faster.
"Who's there? Put your hands up!"
A group of sailors happened to pass by and saw two people dressed as American sailors taking photos of the most secret antennas on the aircraft carrier. They quickly stepped forward and grabbed the two men. The officer behind them also took out a pistol and pointed it.
got them.
"Who are you? How did you get on the ship? Why do you want to photograph the antenna?"
Rosovich was of Eastern European Slavic appearance and was even more suspicious. He was punched in the stomach by the officer and vomited all over the floor with a "Oh" sound.
"I said that if this kind of unauthorized action happens again, you will be expelled." The captain was woken up by his subordinates in the middle of the night and found that his sailors had beaten two actors of the crew. There was also a disposable imaging camera,
Secretly taken photos of the antenna as evidence.
He knew in his heart that it was probably an actor who drank too much and was acting haphazardly. He was not a spy of the Soviet Alliance, and he didn't want to involve the investigation team of the superior department.
So he sent someone to wake up Ronald and Bruckheimer angrily and asked them to come to the captain's room.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Captain. It's unforgivable for them to do it again." Ronald looked at the two drunken men who had not yet sobered up and felt very angry. Today he was going to shoot the shot of the carrier-based aircraft ejecting into the air.
Being disrupted by two fools, it is unknown how much the captain and flight commander are willing to cooperate this time.
"Gentlemen, aircraft carriers are weapons of the navy, and the navy is the most disciplined force. What do you think I should do with them?"
"Follow the captain's opinion."
The captain was even dissatisfied with Ronald. This group of people really ruined the atmosphere on the aircraft carrier. If the sailors behave like this in the future...the aircraft carrier is a place that pays attention to discipline after all.
"Then I will fulfill my promise. I will ask you two to leave the Enterprise at dawn."
The two actors were packed into a helicopter at dawn and transferred to a supply ship in the fleet, where others picked them up and left.
During the morning training, the captain reiterated the discipline, the ice cream supply for the entire ship was canceled for the weekend, and the crew began to become an unpopular group of people.
Only the carrier-based air wing, which did not belong to the same command structure as the captain, was very welcoming to the crew. Ronald and the remaining technicians and actors were transferred to the flight department to make preparations.
As dusk approached, it was the last opportunity for the crew to shoot the ejection take-off scene on the Enterprise.
"Don't worry, the captain is not targeting you. If you don't pay attention to discipline, this behemoth can't survive a day at sea." The squadron leader of the fighter squadron came specially to chat with Ronald. They are the most welcoming group of people to the crew. After all, the movie
The protagonist is the carrier-based aircraft pilot.
"I understand, but they went too far and deserved to be sent away. I hope it won't make the captain too angry and affect the filming."
"Hahaha, this is probably the first time in the history of the Enterprise that someone has taken a bath under the bridge where the captain is."
It seemed that the captain was not too cautious and did not mean to embarrass them.
Ronald directed the camera crew to set up a formation on the deck.
The fighter squadron cooperated very well. The landing team, ejection team, weapons team, and maintenance personnel who refueled and powered up, all wearing helmets and vests of different colors, performed various actions very cooperatively.
Two F-14As are also cooperating on the deck, allowing maintenance personnel to prepare.
Ronald still used the old method of shooting with backlight. Under the setting sun, the steel behemoth was guided into the steam catapult in the launch area.
This silhouette-like effect under backlight is very suitable for shooting take-off shots.
"Top gun crew special operation, requesting takeoff." The squadron leader used the pager to start communicating with the captain on the bridge and the flight control center.
"Agree to take off" came the voice of the wing commander from the flight control center.
"Attention, turn around," the captain also issued the order.
A rapid whistle sounded, the red light began to light up, and the huge USS Enterprise aircraft carrier began to turn around and turn back to the direction it came from.
"What are you doing? Don't turn around! I want that direction."
Ronald was almost crazy as he watched the aircraft carrier begin to turn slowly. He finally found the right backlight angle. What is the captain doing?
He looked at the figures on the bridge and the distance to the stairs. Time was precious. Ronald walked to the hoist where the camera was installed and asked the coolies to shake him up.
Ronald sat on the platform of the elevator and was sent to the opposite side of the bridge window. He shouted to where the captain was.
"I want you to face that direction, I want the backlight in that direction!"
"What did you say?" The captain gestured to open the window.
"I want the aircraft carrier to face that direction, and I want to shoot the backlight. Go back quickly, there is not much time for suitable lighting."
"I'm sorry, this is already the boundary of the USS Enterprise aircraft carrier formation's mission in the Indian Ocean. According to the formation's order, I have to turn around."
"How do you want to turn around?" Ronald held the helicopter in one hand and shouted to the bridge.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Li. The navy is performing its mission and has not cooperated with your obligation. The subsidy we received is only two hours a day. Today's time has come."
Ronald was mad. These bastards in the Navy charged them tens of thousands of dollars an hour to use the aircraft carrier. In fact, they were going to sea, so the money was just a license fee.
After receiving the money, he refused to be accommodating on the mission route. Even if Fang Kilmer offended him, there was no need to retaliate like this.
"Time's up? How much does it cost to rent an aircraft carrier for one more hour?" Ronald called out in desperation.
"Haha, twenty-five thousand dollars." The captain sneered and spread his hands. He didn't want to cooperate with these bastard artists. If you want to take pictures, take them. If you don't want to take pictures, take them. You have to change directions. Could it be that the American Navy is
For Hollywood?
Ronald waved the lift down and shouted to the assistant director, "Bring my bag."
After taking the bag, he took out his checkbook and pen, wrote a note on it, pulled it off, and directed the elevator to rise to the window of the bridge.
"Here's twenty-five thousand dollars, now turn the fuck around."
The stunned captain took the check. The check from Wells Fargo said, USS Enterprise, $25,000. Below was the signature: Ronald V. Lee.
"Turn around!"
The captain didn't expect Ronald to actually write a check. It seemed that he was really anxious. Soldiers like action people, so the captain immediately ordered a U-turn.
"action!"
Seeing that the aircraft carrier had returned to the correct course, Ronald quickly ordered the filming to begin. The sun was already setting in the west.
The flame deflector was raised, and the Navy fighter pilot turned on the afterburner. First on the left, then on the right, the two tail nozzles opened, spraying out orange-red flames.
The engine slowly grew louder from a gentle hiss to a roar.
"Bang", the heavy hammer of the steam catapult suddenly came off, and the F-14a Tomcat rushed forward along the deck as if it had been pushed hard.
Very close to the end of the deck, the tomcat raised his head, made a very cool gesture, and flew into the sky.
"One more fight!" Ronald yelled.
"Bang", another F-14A was ejected from another take-off runway and rose up from the end of the deck.
"shxt! Only two pictures were taken."
Seeing that Kimball had given him a good signal, Ronald felt a little relieved, but he didn't know if this little material would be enough.