Gordon Vette:
Ladies and gentlemen? Ladies and gentlemen! May I have your attention please? I'm Captain Vette. Don't be alarmed, there's nothing wrong with this plane. But, we do have a rather unusual circumstance here. We have received a distress call from an American pilot, flying a light plane somewhere in this area. His instruments have malfunctioned and he doesn't know where he is. He's lost. He's running out of fuel. But Pacific called us, and asked if we could assist him. Now, there's no danger to us. We have plenty of fuel. With your permission, I would like to try and find him.
[
pause]
Enthusiastic Man:
Well, let's go for it!
Little Margaret:
Mister Captain, how did he get so lost?
Gordon Vette:
Come here, darling. I'll try to show everybody. Now, you make believe that you're that little lost plane. How would you do that?
[
Margaret extends her arms as if she was an airplane]
Gordon Vette:
Terrific. Okay. Turn around. Now, you've been flying straight for hours. Hours and hours. And, a mean old crosswind comes up and tries to roll you away from your destination so...
[
pointing at Derek, a little boy]
Gordon Vette:
Come on, here, son. You play that mean old crosswind. You try to veer her off course.
[
Derek tries and pushes Margaret, but she resists]
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