Tod: Alex, take it easy.

　　Carter: Sit down, Browning!

　　ALex: It’s going down.

　　Flight attendant: We’ll remove you from this aircraft if this continues.

　　Alex: I’ll fucking remove myself!

　　Billy: Wait, that’s my seat over there.

　　Teacher: Just stay where you are. Just stay tight.

　　Alex: This fucking plane is going down!

　　Tod’s brother: Go and check him out and see how he’s doing.

　　Tod: OK.

　　Alex: Get the fuck off me!

　　Telly: Let go, jerk!

　　Policeman: You got this? No one gets back on board. That’s my call.

　　Teacher: Wait, please! I’ve got forty students going to Paris. Please.

　　Policeman: You must understand my position.

　　Teacher: I do understand your position and I apologize for Alex...but one of us needs to be on that plane. I cannot let those students go to Paris for ten days...

　　Tod: Sit the fuck down, Carter! Sit!

　　Policeman: One of you can go on the flight, and that’s it!

　　Larry: They’re not taking this very well. One of us can get back on. The rest of us can take an 11:10 flight.

　　Larry: I’ll stay.

　　Teacher: No, no, you know the whole French thing, get ont the plane. It’s fine.

　　Billy: Hi, I was in the bathroom and the lock was stuck...Wait, I didn’t fight with anyone! Damn!

　　Tod: Thanks. I called your parents. They’re on their way.

　　Telly: Stupid Alex.

　　Teacher: Alex, talk to me. Tell me what happened.

　　Alex: I saw it. I don’t know. I saw it. I saw it on the runway, I saw it take off...I saw out my windown, I saw the ground. And the cabin, it starts to shake. And the left side blows up and the whole plane explodes. And it was so real, like how everything happens, you know.

　　Tod: You’ve been on a lot of planes that blew up?

　　Teacher: You must have fallen asleep.

　　Carter: We get thrown off the plane and blow half a day in Paris? All because Browning has a bad fucking dream? Wait! The plane, it’s going to blow up!

　　Tod: Fuck you, Horton.

　　Alex: The only trip you’re taking is to the fucking hospital!

　　Telly: Get off him! Jerk! Alex, stop it!

　　Billy: There they go, here we stay.

　　Carter: You’re paying for my trip, Browning.

　　Alex: I wish you were on that plane! You fucking prick! Oh, shit!