The Space Between

Allahu Akbar!

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Allahu Akbar!

[music playing in the background]

Allahu Akbar!

Allahu Akbar!

I swear to God.

Allahu Akbar!

[indistinct announcement over P.A.]

[indistinct announcement over P.A.]

Would you like some pretzels, sir?

Peanuts, pretzels?

I don't know, how about you do us a favor and shut these kids up.

Best I can do is a stiff drink.

You got people paying good money for cramped seats,

overpriced drinks, and terrible customer service.

Oh, we do have pure wine.

As far as flying these days is no better than taking the damn bus.

You know, you're right, a screaming kid on an airplane sucks.

But you know what's worse?

What's that?

Some overgrown frat boy sitting in coach thinking his 200 dollar

ticket entitles him to extra legroom, free champagne,

and the right to stare at my ass every time I walk by.

You want peace and quiet, slick?

Next time, shell out a few bucks and get a seat up front with the big dicks.

Peanuts or pretzels, sir?

Four write-ups, a professional standards review, and now this?

Montine, do you enjoy being a flight attendant?

I need the job.

Then start acting like it.

Your name shows up on my desk one more time,

I got no choice but to ground you,

permanently.

- Good boy! - What about breakfast?

Huh!

- Get something at break, okay? - Okay.

Good boy!

Maliq!

Mr. Hassan!

I'm the executive director of the Ibn-Tanea School.

Have you heard of it?

Should I have?

It's the most academically competitive Muslim school in the country.

Mr. Cameroon have

tested Omar IQ.

Doesn't he need my permission to do this?

He scored a 158.

Is that good?

Mr. Hassan, we are prepared to offer Omar a full scholarship to attend.

Full scholarship?

That's right.

Shukriya.

His tuition and housing will be fully subsidized by our endowment.

Oh, no, no.

No, Omar does not need housing.

He lives with me.

Maliq!

The school is in Los Angeles.

I understand this would be a difficult decision.

Maliq!

I know you take Omar with you in the taxi,

all night.

Brother Maliq,

this is not about me.

It's not about you.

It's about your son.

Omar mine,

it's God.

The school will be a great opportunity for him.

When Omar's mother was killed,

I never made a bottle,

never changed a diaper.

But I swore to myself that I would,

I would raise my own son.

No matter what I had to sacrifice.

Now, if you'll excuse me,

I'm late for work.

Did you know that some dogs can find their way home

from over a thousand miles away?

I'm not getting a dog.

If you get a dog, you could leave me at home at nights, when you drive.

What, you and the puppy dog are going to fight off the robbers

and the criminals by yourself?

I'll get us out of the apartment, okay beta?

And buy a house with a yard.

So we can play soccer.

I hate soccer.

I'll buy a house with the the biggest laboratory,

so you can do all your crazy experiments.

Like that?

Cab, yo!

Tuck down!

How's she doing?

Just as happy as a bird with a French fry.

Ain't that right, Miss Milly?

I'll be in the TV room, if you need anything.

Mom!

What'd you say?

Mom?

Have you seen my husband?

No, Mom, it's me

and Montine.

What did you say your name was?

Montine!

Montine!

I like that name.

I heard you the first time. I heard you the second time.

Now do not call us again. I will call you when I'm ready for you to push.

I shit you not. This guy comes off the mic.

As soon as he does that, we hear:

"Air Asia, we are ready to push."

The guy cues the mic and says,

"Air Asia, I said no talkie talkie."

Late night, huh?

What?

Late night?

Yeah. Yes,

Pull over here.

You wanted to go to Tompkins Square.

Careful with your money, okay?

I packed you some food in case you get hungry.

Why can't you come with me?

Oh, no, no, no. Don't worry, beta.

I will just have to finish my job,

make little more money, and then I'll be in Los Angeles with you.

You're gonna miss my birthday.

I'll make it up to you.

All right? I promise.

We'll celebrate your birthday on the beach.

I hate the beach.

Mr. Omar!

He needs to wear this on the plane.

It's got your name and your dad's phone number

on in here in case we need to call him, huh?

He doesn't like strangers to touch him.

Well, he's not getting on the plane without it.

I'll put it on for him.

All right.

It's time to board, so.

[indistinct announcement over P.A.]

Oh!

I'm going to be late for work.

You're going to miss your plane.

Come.

Come on! Jaldee

If you ever need me, you call me on our special phone, okay?

And I'll be there to help you.

You remember how it works?

Abu?

Abu?

Abu!

Let's go, kid.

Okay, fine.

Hey, folks on the flight deck.

We've reached our cruising altitude at 36,000 feet.

Expecting a nice ride out to Los Angeles this morning.

We invite you to sit back, relax, and enjoy the flight.

Yes, what is it?

UM in 32F locked himself in the lav.

Which one?

Open up!

What's the mater, kid? You're scared of flying?

No.

So, what's your issue?

I don't wanna go to LA.

Locking yourself in the lav isn't gonna

make this plane land anywhere different.

Just make your ride a whole lot smellier.

Come on, kid. Open up!

He's not goin' anywhere.