Narrative:

We were rolling across the ramp and captain asked me if I had a clearance yet. I told him 'no' and asked him to look out his window and tell me if I was going to clear a fuel truck. He continued talking and I again had to ask him to check the clearance on the left wing. As we got to an intersection I asked him which way to turn and handed him the approach plate so that he might be able to look at the airport diagram. It was dark and the taxiway that parallels the runway 23, is (or was at that time) unmarked by blue lights. Captain then started a verbal tirade about how I should have been studying the diagram and should know what to do and where to go, that I was acting like a child and he was unhappy with my performance. I replied that I was equally unhappy with his performance, that it had been a long day and all I was looking for was a little cooperation so that we might return home. He went on to say that I was being a 'stupid mother XXXX.' I asked him 'what did you call me?' and he repeated 'you are a stupid mother XXXX.' I said 'XXXX you mother XXXX' and he said 'what?' I said 'you heard me, I said XXXX you, mother XXXX.' he said 'that's it, you're done.' I said 'are you firing me?' he said 'is that what you want?' I said, 'no, I'm asking you am I fired?' he said 'yes!' I immediately hit the brakes and killed the right engine. As I attempted to cut the left engine, he knocked my hand off the power quadrant and asked me what I was doing. I told him I was shutting down the plane and getting out. I unfastened my seatbelt and shoulder harness and began to get up. He shoved me back into my seat and told me I wasn't going anywhere. I attempted to get out of my seat again, at which time he struck me in the jaw with his right fist and forearm, and pinned me against the copilot's side window. I tried to calm him down a bit and told him to setle down and let me out because he wasn't going to take that airplane any further with me in it. He said, 'no, you're going to finish this job.' I told him my job was finished as he had just fired me. He struck me again, so I then punched him with my right. I kinda fell between the seats in my follow through. He then got me in a headlock and began to exert pressure on my windpipe. I struggled to get out but was having no luck. I then reached over and took the microphone off his control yoke and broadcast 'mayday, mayday, mayday, abc has an emergency on the taxiway, please come help me!' I felt his grip relax momentarily and took that opportunity to break free and get in a couple more shots. Apparently he thought that someone would be coming out to the aircraft because he then told me to get my gear and get out. I grabbed my stuff and got out. I feel that my leaving the airplane on nov/xx/93 was prudent and justified for the following reasons: I was fired. The safety of the flight would be severely compromised by the stress and possibility of continued violence at altitude. If I had continued to ekm with the aircraft, I would have been faced with the very real possibility of having my life endangered by a black belt who had already shown his willingness to assault me. I do not know the names of the passenger who flew that day. They were dealers that handle products produced by manufacturer. This information can be best accessed by contacting co-owner of abc.

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Original NASA ASRS Text

Title: FO AND CAPT FIGHTING IN THE COCKPIT DURING TAXI. FO LEFT THE ACFT.

Narrative: WE WERE ROLLING ACROSS THE RAMP AND CAPT ASKED ME IF I HAD A CLRNC YET. I TOLD HIM 'NO' AND ASKED HIM TO LOOK OUT HIS WINDOW AND TELL ME IF I WAS GOING TO CLR A FUEL TRUCK. HE CONTINUED TALKING AND I AGAIN HAD TO ASK HIM TO CHK THE CLRNC ON THE L WING. AS WE GOT TO AN INTXN I ASKED HIM WHICH WAY TO TURN AND HANDED HIM THE APCH PLATE SO THAT HE MIGHT BE ABLE TO LOOK AT THE ARPT DIAGRAM. IT WAS DARK AND THE TXWY THAT PARALLELS THE RWY 23, IS (OR WAS AT THAT TIME) UNMARKED BY BLUE LIGHTS. CAPT THEN STARTED A VERBAL TIRADE ABOUT HOW I SHOULD HAVE BEEN STUDYING THE DIAGRAM AND SHOULD KNOW WHAT TO DO AND WHERE TO GO, THAT I WAS ACTING LIKE A CHILD AND HE WAS UNHAPPY WITH MY PERFORMANCE. I REPLIED THAT I WAS EQUALLY UNHAPPY WITH HIS PERFORMANCE, THAT IT HAD BEEN A LONG DAY AND ALL I WAS LOOKING FOR WAS A LITTLE COOPERATION SO THAT WE MIGHT RETURN HOME. HE WENT ON TO SAY THAT I WAS BEING A 'STUPID MOTHER XXXX.' I ASKED HIM 'WHAT DID YOU CALL ME?' AND HE REPEATED 'YOU ARE A STUPID MOTHER XXXX.' I SAID 'XXXX YOU MOTHER XXXX' AND HE SAID 'WHAT?' I SAID 'YOU HEARD ME, I SAID XXXX YOU, MOTHER XXXX.' HE SAID 'THAT'S IT, YOU'RE DONE.' I SAID 'ARE YOU FIRING ME?' HE SAID 'IS THAT WHAT YOU WANT?' I SAID, 'NO, I'M ASKING YOU AM I FIRED?' HE SAID 'YES!' I IMMEDIATELY HIT THE BRAKES AND KILLED THE R ENG. AS I ATTEMPTED TO CUT THE L ENG, HE KNOCKED MY HAND OFF THE PWR QUADRANT AND ASKED ME WHAT I WAS DOING. I TOLD HIM I WAS SHUTTING DOWN THE PLANE AND GETTING OUT. I UNFASTENED MY SEATBELT AND SHOULDER HARNESS AND BEGAN TO GET UP. HE SHOVED ME BACK INTO MY SEAT AND TOLD ME I WASN'T GOING ANYWHERE. I ATTEMPTED TO GET OUT OF MY SEAT AGAIN, AT WHICH TIME HE STRUCK ME IN THE JAW WITH HIS R FIST AND FOREARM, AND PINNED ME AGAINST THE COPLT'S SIDE WINDOW. I TRIED TO CALM HIM DOWN A BIT AND TOLD HIM TO SETLE DOWN AND LET ME OUT BECAUSE HE WASN'T GOING TO TAKE THAT AIRPLANE ANY FURTHER WITH ME IN IT. HE SAID, 'NO, YOU'RE GOING TO FINISH THIS JOB.' I TOLD HIM MY JOB WAS FINISHED AS HE HAD JUST FIRED ME. HE STRUCK ME AGAIN, SO I THEN PUNCHED HIM WITH MY R. I KINDA FELL BTWN THE SEATS IN MY FOLLOW THROUGH. HE THEN GOT ME IN A HEADLOCK AND BEGAN TO EXERT PRESSURE ON MY WINDPIPE. I STRUGGLED TO GET OUT BUT WAS HAVING NO LUCK. I THEN REACHED OVER AND TOOK THE MICROPHONE OFF HIS CTL YOKE AND BROADCAST 'MAYDAY, MAYDAY, MAYDAY, ABC HAS AN EMER ON THE TXWY, PLEASE COME HELP ME!' I FELT HIS GRIP RELAX MOMENTARILY AND TOOK THAT OPPORTUNITY TO BREAK FREE AND GET IN A COUPLE MORE SHOTS. APPARENTLY HE THOUGHT THAT SOMEONE WOULD BE COMING OUT TO THE ACFT BECAUSE HE THEN TOLD ME TO GET MY GEAR AND GET OUT. I GRABBED MY STUFF AND GOT OUT. I FEEL THAT MY LEAVING THE AIRPLANE ON NOV/XX/93 WAS PRUDENT AND JUSTIFIED FOR THE FOLLOWING REASONS: I WAS FIRED. THE SAFETY OF THE FLT WOULD BE SEVERELY COMPROMISED BY THE STRESS AND POSSIBILITY OF CONTINUED VIOLENCE AT ALT. IF I HAD CONTINUED TO EKM WITH THE ACFT, I WOULD HAVE BEEN FACED WITH THE VERY REAL POSSIBILITY OF HAVING MY LIFE ENDANGERED BY A BLACK BELT WHO HAD ALREADY SHOWN HIS WILLINGNESS TO ASSAULT ME. I DO NOT KNOW THE NAMES OF THE PAX WHO FLEW THAT DAY. THEY WERE DEALERS THAT HANDLE PRODUCTS PRODUCED BY MANUFACTURER. THIS INFO CAN BE BEST ACCESSED BY CONTACTING CO-OWNER OF ABC.

Data retrieved from NASA's ASRS site as of July 2007 and automatically converted to unabbreviated mixed upper/lowercase text. This report is for informational purposes with no guarantee of accuracy. See NASA's ASRS site for official report.