he's running for it.
speaking of feet, fuel's down to 4.0. we're gonna get them wet unless we find a sonoco station.
what the hell you doing?
what makes you think we can get back in? we don't have the fuel for this.
he's nine o'clock high. we're two thousand pounds low!
it's goose. he's alright. bring it left. you're settling. is the deck clear?