Flight

Christ.

Hey.

- Yeah? - (CONTINUES RINGING)

Yeah?

Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute.

Wait a minute, slow down.

Slow down.

Hold on.

Yeah.

No, I've been up since the crack of dawn.

What tuition?

How much does it cost?

No.

No. No, no, no.

That's not true. That's not true.

You're the one that wanted him to go to private school, not me.

Well, put Knuckles on the phone.

Then tell him it's a two-way street.

I call him, he's gotta call me.

Oh, he's my son now?

Because you want him to go to...

You want a fucking tuition check.

Huh?

That's great, Deana. That's great.

You call me, 7:00 in the morning in Orlando

to shake me down for fucking money. That's great.

Does he even want to go to the fucking school?

All right, look, just... I got a 9:00 flight.

Sit tight. I'll be in Atlanta in a minute.

And how am I a liar?

Yeah, but how does that make me a liar?

How... (SIGHS)

All right.

All right, bye.

Was that your wife?

My ex-wife.

- (CHUCKLES) - Mmm.

But you, Trina, you could be my second wife.

Mmm-mmm. Don't joke about that, papi.

Oh.

- Our flight's at 9:00. - Flight's at 9:00.

Let's get to it.

Yes, let's get to it.

I'm feeling a little lightheaded. I should have...

I should have ate something.

Ahhh!

I'll figure that out for you

after all the passengers get on board. Is that okay?

- Okay. - Good morning, Trina.

Good morning, Captain Whitaker.

I'm sorry, sir, you're going to have to check that bag.

Margaret.

- Captain Whitaker. - Good morning.

That sky gonna hold?

You're not gonna make me spend another night in Orlando.

Don't worry, I will get you to your prayer meeting on time.

What is it, Jesus Christ Superstar,

First 27th Baptists?

That's right. Christ the King First Baptist Church

on Hazel and Ninth.

And I'm still saving a seat for you, right next to me.

- Save two. - I will.

- Good morning. - Good morning, Captain.

Walk around is complete.

Margaret!

Yeah, could you get me a cup of coffee, black,

lots of sugar and a couple of aspirins,

- okay, sweetie? Mmm-hmm.

- Okay, you want something? - No, ma'am, thank you.

Have we flown together before?

- I don't think so, sir. - You sure?

Yeah. Ken Evans.

Whip Whitaker.

- Nice to meet you. - My pleasure.

Oxygen check.

- (AIR WHOOSHING) - (INHALES DEEPLY)

That checks. You want a hit?

- Uh, no, thank you, sir. - You sure?

- Yes, sir. - Okay.

Sir, it's 8:50.

Is it? All right, well, let's push.

I got a great on time record.

Yes, sir, you got it.

How are you feeling today, sir?

A little tired. A quick turnaround for me,

10 turns in three days. Off tomorrow.

Here's your coffee. - Oh, thank you.

- And your aspirin. - Thank you.

And the manifest with 102 souls on board.

Thank you, thank you, thank you.

Let's get them tucked in. We're ready to push.

You got it.

Oh, please don't pick up.

Don't pick up.

Yo.

Hi, it's Nic. Do you have any?

- (SNIFFING) - Kip.

Hey, baby, come here. How are you?

It's good to see you. Nicole, this is Tiki Pot.

Tiki is my partner in this new series.

He knows a lot about porn.

I need two grams.

We are putting the narrative back into porn, baby. (SNIFFS)

Desdemona.

You could totally play Desdemona.

- Look at you. You're perfect. - Desdemona? What the fuck?

Fuck, yeah! You're perfect. Look at this. Beautiful.

She do anal, $2,000, one hour.

All right. I don't do porn, Kip.

- Okay. Listen, listen... - Just let me see the H.

It's an Othello theme, okay?

The Moor comes in, finds you in bed with one of his nurses.

And he fucks me in the ass, huh?

College student. Very clean. Brett!

We're putting a whole new spin on the beast with two backs, baby.

In fact, that's what it's called, The Beast With Two Backs.

I don't understand why you told me you had some but you haven't.

Or "Holethello" or "Butt Holethello."

Show her the pipe. Huh?

Mmm? Mmm?

Tiki, that's your name?

Hmm?

Why don't you shove that in your ass and you call me in the morning?

Hey, Nicole! Nicole! Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Slow down, slow down. Hey, I'm sorry, all right?

We're tweaked. Okay? I'm sorry.

Hey, stick around. It's not a big deal.

Sit down and take some stills for me or something.

What's going on with you? I thought you were clean.

Now you're, like, freaking out on me and...

- Oh, come on. - (SOBS)

Don't cry.

I... I just want to get faded, Kip.

- I have $100. Please. - I don't want it. No, keep it.

Keep it. I don't want it. Okay?

Listen.

This is the Taliban, okay? Very heavy. Okay?

I can handle it.

I don't want you shooting this shit. It's too heavy, all right?

I won't. I promise.

Um, I'm just going to smoke it.

I haven't used needles in weeks.

Okay. No needles.

And if you get a little too low,

you just do a little coke, okay?

Get yourself back up, all right?

- Right where you need to be. - Okay.

- All right? - Yeah.

- Okay, baby. Mmm-hmm. - Thanks.

All carry-on items are safely stored

in the overhead bin or under the seat in front of you.

Also, all electronic devices must be turned off at this time.

Our flight time to Atlanta is approximately 52 minutes.

Flight attendants, take your seats.

So what did you do last night?

I crashed, went straight to bed.

All right, here we go.

Engine instruments are in the green.

Airspeeds alive, both sides.

Eighty knots, crosscheck.

It's like a video game, right?

Oh! Nothing like a little 30-knot crosswind

to exercise the old sphincter muscle.

V1,

and rotate.

We're at a positive rate.

Gear up.

Yee-hah, ride 'em, cowboy.

SouthJet 227, Orlando departure, radar contact.

Turn Ieft, heading 170. Climb, maintain niner thousand.

Roger that. Left 170, climb and maintain niner thousand.

Don't want autopilot. I'm flying today.

SouthJet 227,

Orlando departure, what's your ride Iike?

Uh, Departure, this is SouthJet 227.

We've got some rough chop, I'd say moderate to...

I'd say severe turbulence, definitely severe turbulence.

No meal service today.

(PASSENGERS EXCLAIMING FEARFULLY)

Feeling all right, all right

Feeling all right

I'm not feeling too good myself

Damn it, I'm tired of this shit.

What are you doing? Leveling off.

- What? - You see that little sliver of black

between those two ugly clouds?

That's a pocket of smooth air squatting right over Kissimmee.

We're gonna thread the needle.

Turn us right, 30 degrees.

Departure, SouthJet 227, we need to deviate 30 degrees right.

For weather.

SouthJet 227, 30 degrees right approved.