[Terrorist on Flight 77]
[the Pilot is fast asleep, but the flight crew are all jolly, assuring the passengers they are going to arrive early at Detroit, until:]
Navigator: Huh. That's weird.
Copilot: What's weird?
Navigator: The radio just handed me a new message from the Tower. They want us to change our landing coordinates to 68 degrees north by 99 west. That's, like, uh, south of Five Point, South Dakota?
Copilot: South Dakota, 68 point, that's, uh, that's about Rushmore, isn't it?
Navigator: I think that is Mount Rushmore!
Copilot: They want us to land the plane on Mount Rushmore. Hm!
Navigator: That would pretty much have us crashing smack dab into Mount Rushmore.
Copilot: Well, that does seem kinda weird, doesn't it?
[Terrorist on Flight 77]
[Since the Pilot is still fast asleep, the Navigator begins pushing buttons in the cockpit]
Copilot: You know what seems weird? Them wanting us to crash the plane into Mount Rushmore. Is it me? Am I...? I dunno. It just seems a little weird, doesn't it?
[Navigator touches his nose and points, the Charades Game symbol for 'You have got it right.']
Copilot: Well, maybe we should just radio in to Air Traffic Control and just kinda double-check those coordinates.
Navigator: [laughing] It couldn't hurt. It couldn't hurt to double-check. It couldn't hurt.
Copilot: Hey, uh, Radio Man! Radio Man?
[the Radio Man swivels in his chair to face the Navigator and Copilot. He is swarthy, bearded, sweating, and looks slightly crazed]
Copilot: I'm sorry. Uh, I'm so embarrassed; I forgot your name.
[the Radio Man points at his name badge, which reads Rusty O'Brien]
Navigator: Rusty. Rusty O'Brien.
Copilot: Rusty O'Brien! Rusty. I am so sorry. So many new faces around here, Rusty, ever since the merger and the buy-out... What was I going to ask you? Oh! Hey, would you run those coordinates by Air Traffic Control? Just see if that's what they meant. 'Cause it seems just a little bit fishy to me.
[Radio Man looks desperate]
Navigator: Just radio to the Tower.
[Radio Man, who looks as though he is about to cry, puts on his headphones, slaps some switches without looking at them, and takes his headphones off]
Copilot: [looking at Radio Man] So, that's a yes?
[the Radio Man nods]
Navigator: All right, there you go.
Copilot: Thanks, Rusty.
[the Copilot and Navigator are making adjustments to their flight instrument panel]
Copilot: You know what seems weird?
Copilot: Them having us crash the plane into Mount Rushmore instead of landing safely in Detroit, where all these passengers paid to land.
Navigator: Seems like straight-up bad customer service to me. Doesn't it? Right?
[the Radio Man watches them anxiously]
Navigator: I wonder if we maybe should wake the Captain up.
Copilot: No, no, no, no. The Captain had a very, very late night last night. We are not waking the Captain. That's why there's four of us in the cockpit, okay?
[the Copilot and Navigator begin quoting lines from movies]
Navigator: Rusty? You a big 'Top Gun' fan?
[Rusty is wild-eyed and sweating]
Navigator: The movie? The movie 'Top Gun'? Tom Cruise? Kilmer? Dead fighter pilots?
Copilot: Never saw that one?
Navigator: Never saw 'Top Gun'!
Copilot: Aw, you gotta Netflix that one, Rusty.