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-[instruments warming up]
-[indistinct conversations]

-Did I miss him?
-Yes.

That's why we're all
standing here like fools,

-because he's already arrived.
-Ooh. Someone's on edge.

You back on those
Norwegian diet pills?

We're all on edge, Ronnie.
We're about to meet the owner

of Jackpot Airlines;
he's an actual billionaire.

I've never met a billionaire.
Or a millionaire.

I used to love
being around rich people.

But now they're all just nerds,
riding fold-up bicycles.

It's crazy.
This guy can change our lives

or destroy us
with the snap of his fingers.

Oh, no, no.
Jack Silver isn't like that.

He's not your standard,
snobby rich guy.

He's self-made, chill,
and totally down-to-earth.

He's a recovering addict.
He's done all 36 steps.

-12.
-He's done them three times.

[band playing "La Marseillaise"]

[music ends]

I am not Jack Silver.

[crowd murmuring]

[drumroll]

-[cymbal strikes]
-Iam Jack Silver.

Greetings, my Jackpot family!

-[cheering]
-[band playing march]

See? He's totally down-to-earth.

What was that?

[shouting over music]:
He's totally down-to-earth!

PILOT [over P.A.]:
Jackpot Airlines.

Northeast-bound to Las Vegas.

♪

[slot machine chiming]

[electronic chime]

Hi. Jack Silver.
Nice to meet you.

Jack Silver.

Captain Dave.
I'll be your pilot.

It's my honor to be the man
who gets to please you today.

Let me tell you something, Dave.
Can I call you Dave?

Of course I can.
I own the airline.

I could call you Tessa
if I wanted to.

Make you wear a baby bonnet,
put a pacifier in your mouth

and fly the plane that way,
but I'm not gonna do that.

-Thank you.
-You see, Tessa,

between us boys, today's flight
is kind of a P.R. move.

Show that I'm a man
of the people.

You know, I've been suffering
a little bad press lately.

Turns out one of my companies
manufactures allergy pens

in converted peanut factories.

Man, that got people really mad.

And sick, I guess.

When I was a kid,
there weren't allergies,

just swollen days
and un-swollen days.

I got a good feeling about you,
kid. [clicks tongue]

Mr. Silver. Hi.

We just wanted
to introduce ourselves.

-We're your flight crew today.
-Oh.

You guys are the heart and soul
of the airline.

That's why I look in-house

when I hire crew for my
private plane, Jack Force One.

It's a heck of an opportunity.

World travel, exotic locales,

real expensive,
and real funky cheese.

Play your cards right,
who knows,

one of you could be next.
[clicks tongue]

At the risk of sounding
profoundly British,

-what's all this, then?
-Oh.

Jack Silver,
who runs Jackpot Airlines,

is gonna be on our flight today.

-Artem's not happy.
-Yeah, when I heard

there's gonna be
a celebrity on our flight,

I put a bet on Michael Jackson.

-Um, he's dead.
-Yeah, I know that now.

Oh, I'm on a cold streak.

There's no such thing
as cold streaks.

You're more likely
making poor bets.

You have to select wagers
that are pragmatic

and mathematically advantageous.

That is why-- not to brag--
I've yet to lose a wager.

You think you're so smart
because you've never lost a bet?

I think Artem and I can
come up with a bet you'll lose.

Okay, well, good luck.

You know,
I welcome the challenge.

Also, did you really not know
that Michael Jackson was dead?

Ah, my Internet was out
for most of 2009.

But it's working now.

-What are you doing?
-Nothing.

Don't lie to me.
You reek of citrus and deceit.

Fine. I'm trying
to impress Jack, okay?

I read on his Wikipedia
that his favorite drink

is rainwater and lime.

Oh, Ronnie.
Much like chunky jewelry,

desperation is
a bad look on you.

Really? Okay, well,
what's in yourbag?

Well, well, well.

If it isn't the pot

calling the kettle
bla... frican-American.

Let's just admit it,
we both want that job.

You get to travel the world;
I can finally go to Morocco

and deal with my rug trader
in person.

I know Umer's scamming me.

Bernard, you don't want to get
into a competition with me.

You know I do
all the dirty work around here.

If Cher held yourhand

during her Heart of Stone
world tour,

you wouldn't use it to touch
filthy duffel bags, either.

Oh. Let's just ask Nichole.

Nichole, who's the better
flight attendant,

-me or Bernard?
-Come on, guys.

You're putting me
in really difficult... Bernard.

-Are you serious? -Bernard just
makes it look so effortless.

You're always running around
all pissed and stressed

and pit stain-y.

Yeah. That's because I'm the one
actually doing stuff.

You know, I can't believe you.

We almost went
to the Women's March together.

-You're the one that overslept.
-Yeah, I said almost.

-[electronic chime]
-DAVE: Captain Dave here.

You know when you're
on a roll at the tables

and you don't want to go
to sleep and your dealer's MIA?

Then do what I do:
get a B12 shot

from Dr. Legit on level three of
the Bellagio parking structure.

Cash only.

What are you doing
so close to a piece of meat

-you can't afford?
-Oh, it's Jack's lunch.

He personally asked me
to prepare it for him.

So it looks like all my hard
work is finally gonna pay off,

and I'll be the one
traveling the world,

jet-setting from Bangkok to...

It should not take you that long

to think of
a second foreign city.

Also, you're doing that wrong.
You forgot the sauce.

-There was sauce? -I love you,
but this is my destiny.

No! Hey! Give that back!

[both gasp]

It's okay.
Five-second rule.

It's not okay.
I've thrown away shoes

that have touched this carpet.
Just make another one.

There isn't another one.

Jack's personal chef
prepared it for him.

He has a very sensitive stomach.

-What do we do?
-Okay, here.

Just, um...

There. Wipe it off.

All right, there we go. See?

Good as new.
It's like it never happened.

-[Ronnie sighs]
-Oh.

-Mm.
-Thank you.

You see? All good.
Crisis averted.

-Crisis enlarged.
-Oh... that's bad.

This is officially
the first time

I've ever hated being on camera.

You boys mind if I fly the
friendlies with you for a while?

Mind? We'd be honored.

-Alan, get your ass up.
-Yes, sir!

Have a seat, Mr. Silver.

Thank you.
[groans]

This takes me back
to my old flying days.

I still use a lot of lessons
from back then, like:

Wherever you go, always carry
a gun and a parachute.

And don't buy either
from an Irish.

You're a fountain of knowledge
I can't stop drinking from.

Well, you see, Dave,
the secret to business,

and life,
is to underthink it, buddy.

-Mm.
-I talk about it all in my book,

Underthink It, Buddy.

I loved that one.
It was so brave

to release a book
with so many spelling errors.

What about you, Dave?

You got any big swings
left in those arms?

-What's your dream?
-I'm living my dream.

I'm a pilot.

If you're doing it awake,
it can't be your dream.

Come on, what is it?

I... I don't know.

Let me underthink it for you.
Your dream is to open a bar.

You look like a guy
that can sling drinks.

Oh, wow.

I never knew it
until this moment,

but you're absolutely right.
I can see it now.

I'm pouring drinks,
there's a band playing.

My accountant comes in
and says, "Captain Dave,

you've run out of funds.
We have to close the bar."

But I say, "Wait, this is just
the beginning of my dream.

I never got to serve
my signature drink: beer."

AIR TRAFFIC CONTROLLER:
Jackpot 1610, we got a call in

for Jack Silver
from someone named Tito.

Oh. It's my attorney.

[sighs]
Hey, Tito.

W-What's that now?
[chuckles]: Oh.

Gonna be a ton of media waiting
for me in Vegas. [laughs]

Okay, FBI is
gonna be there, too.

It's the allergy pen thing.

I'm being indicted.

Ooh, indicted?
Like into the Hall of Fame?

No, that's inducted, stupid.

Indicted means he's probably
gonna be arrested.

Oh, you should meet my dad.
He's a lawyer.

Oh, but he's in jail.
Oh, but you could meet my dad.

Hey, buddy.

I was just coming over
to see if you need anything.

Pretzels? Soda?

Are you gonna rub them
all over the floor first?

[laughs] Oh, my God.
You saw that?

Cool, cool, cool.

Uh, just wondering, when you had
your phone up earlier,

-were you taping it?
-Obvi.

That's short for "obviously."

Yeah, I know
what it's short for.

Once we land, and I get Wi-Fi,

I'm posting this thing
all over my social media.

Why would you do that?

Because people love
bad airline videos.

I'm finally gonna go viral.

I'm gonna dab with Ellen
on daytime TV.

Quick sidebar.
[clears throat]

Okay, Mr. Brain Boy.

Uh, we've been talking,
and we have a bet for you.

You think you're so good
with math and probabilities,

but we bet you can't predict
what time this plane will land.

Oh, dear. See, this is why
I don't lose at bets,

because that is a bet
I would never take.

Here's why. Firstly, I have
no control over the outcome.

I'm not flying the plane.

Secondly, there are
too many variables:

weather, wind speed,

if Captain Dave
forgot his keys again.

-So much talking.
-Hey, that's a bet.

We bet that you can only say
150 words for the entire flight.

-[scoffs]
-ARTEM: That's so good!

-Because he never shuts up.
-Yes.

I'm gonna put $1,000
on that bet.

Well, I am in control
of what I say,

so I will take that bet.
You're on.

-Okay.
-Poor choice of bets, my friend.

Oh, that's nine words.

-That was six.
-Now it's nine.

Ah, this is gonna be
like taking shoes from baby.

Don't you want to ask me
what I do with those baby shoes?

You should.
It's pretty weird.

RONNIE [over video]:
It's okay. Five-second rule.

We are screwed, Bernard.

Why did you have to steal
that steak from me?

Why'd you have to drop it?
What's the point

of your lumberjack hands if
you can't hold on to anything?

You know what? The next time
there's a bird loose

in the house,
you're catching it yourself.

It doesn't matter anyway.

If we don't get that video back
and he posts it,

-we're gonna lose our jobs.
-Oh, man.

The only thing worse than
working for Jackpot

is being fired from Jackpot.

I mean, what do you even do
after that?

You work for Greyhound.

Oh, my God.

BOTH:
We have to get that video back.

BERNARD [over video]:
I've thrown away shoes

that have touched this carpet.

The FBI clearly has
the wrong man.

Ugh. It's so easy to blame
the white billionaires.

Eh, it's no big deal.

Guy like me, being indicted
is like a rite of passage,

like buying
your first congressman.

So cool. Most guys would run
away from that type of thing,

but you face it head on,
like a man.

You damn right.

So let's turn this bird around
and fly to Mexico, like a man.

-Wait, what?
-Keep up, Dave.

The police are waiting for me
in Vegas. We can't go there.

The sad truth is
there's only one place

that a man of my stature
can get justice in America,

and that's Mexico.

I can't just fly
all these people down

-to Central America.
-Come on.

It'll be an adventure.

Two handsome fugitives
on the run.

We don't even
have to learn Spanish.

We'll just speak English louder.

Actually, I already
hablaSpanish, but no.

-This is un poquitocrazy.
-Dave,

I didn't want to have to play
this card, but I am your boss.

There's two ways this can go:

stay on course to Vegas,
I fire you;

or fly me to Mexico,
and I bankroll your bar.

Hey, Colin. Guess spilling
your tea on that old lady

really shaved
some words off, huh?

That was quite the apology.

-Yeah. [groans]
-63.

You know, I recently
heard a phrase,

"Those who can, do;
those who can't, teach."

Do you have an opinion on that?

Oh, I realized
you never finished telling me

why economics is technically
a romance language.

He's holding out
better than we thought.

Guess there's something
to a Cambridge education.

Oxford! It was Oxford!

I wouldn't be caught dead
at Cambridge.

Haven't you heard the song,
"Cambridge, we're lamebridge,

we're Oxford's drainage"?

-Gotcha.
-Gotcha good.

Hey, buddy.

I don't know if you know this,

but once we hit 30,000 feet,
there's no age limit.

So if you want a beer,
we could totally work that out.

Alcohol isn't even cool anymore.

You know what is?
Keeping all of your brain cells.

All right, let's get
down to business, kid.

Between the two of us,
we have...

I've got $213.

We have exactly 200 bucks.

I need to borrow $13.

I don't want your money.
My family is rich.

We eat at Benihana
even when it's not my birthday.

You are never, ever
getting this video back.

This is not fair.

I have been working for
this company for five years,

and this is the moment
that everyone's gonna see?

No one notices that I work
my ass off for this airline.

I've sacrificed friendships,
my health.

-Look what the altitude's done
to my hair. -Damn!

One of your split ends
just shanked me.

Just once, I would like
a little recognition.

A-A little credit.
A genuine thank you.

-Thank you.
-I said genuine.

Thank you.

-Your fake sincerity is
scary good. -Thank you.

Ronnie, can we chat
in my office?

I've got a delicate situation.

This is a highly sensitive
matter, Bernard,

-or I'd invite you, too.
-Thank you.

So, let me get this straight.

Jack Silver is wanted by the FBI
and offered to buy you a bar...

My lifelong dream.

...if you agree to turn
this plane around and fly him

and all of our paying passengers
to Mexico.

And you're asking me
if that's okay?

-Yes, that's right.
-Dave.

Fine, fine. I was hoping
to get Fun Ronnie on this one,

not Rules Ronnie.
I know I can't actually do it.

Damn it, I hate being right
all the time.

-Can we leave the bathroom now?
-Oh, yeah, sure.

[keypad buzzes]

Hey, Jack.

I'm a little locked out.
Can you let me in?

Sorry, man. No can do.

I'm the captain now,

and we're headed to "Me-hi-co."

-Jack hijacked the plane?
-Shh.

If the passengers hear
that we've been

[whispers]:
hijacked,

-they'll freak out.
-All right, let's calm down.

Is this technically even an HJ?

I mean, it's his plane.
He owns it.

You can't HJ yourself.

I have to talk quickly

while Nichole and Artem
aren't watching.

Please tell me what's going on.
Should I be worried?

What's with all
the hushed tones?

Okay, here's the update.

That's 26 words, Artem.

You're down to five words.

Et tu, Bernard?

He just used Latin.
Does that count?

Uh, that counts double.

Yeah, no more words for you.

Everything's fine.
Just go back to your seat.

-[phone beeps]
-Oh. Jack.

I just wanted to say thanks
for being so cool

-about me taking the plane.
-No one is cool about this.

You can't just freak out every
time you don't get your way

and say, "Let's go to Mexico."

You're not my dad
after a custody hearing.

It's just a quick stop.
You'll drop me off,

and then you'll do
whatever all this is.

Alan, can you hear me?
You're the only one

who can stop this.
Do something!

ALAN:
Okay!

-[toilet flushes]
-What did I miss?

Just an opportunity
to prove your life matters.

Wow. My horoscope
was dead-on this morning.

Oh, we should use

the override code
to get into the cockpit.

Jack changed it
once he took over.

Oh, my God.
Well, if that's the case...

-[door unlocks]
-How'd you do that?

The code was 1111.
He underthunk it.

That guy should
regular think sometimes.

Hey. You guessed the code.

You must've read my book.

Yeah. It wasn't a hard read.

Last 20 pages were you
just thanking your boats.

[passengers whooping]

This must be hard for you, eh?

Because you can't say anything,

and I can say everything.

So, have you been
to Redondo Beach?

I like Redondo Beach.

Isn't "Redondo"
a very funny word?

[English accent]:
Redondo. Redondo.

[normal voice]:
Redondo. Redondo.

♪ Redondo, Redondoo♪

♪ Redondoo...♪

Jack, you can't
take this plane to Mexico.

Let's talk about this
when I get back from Mexico.

There's nothing you're gonna say
that's gonna talk me out of it.

But I give you "A" for effort,
and you make a heck of a steak.

Right, your steak.

There is something
you should know about that,

and your delicate tummy
might not like it.

[Jack vomits]

All right, someone go
point us back to Vegas.

[electronic chime]

Hey, passengers.
Sorry for the delay.

We are now starting our descent.

Flight attendants,
please prepare for landing.

Well, that's my cue.

All right. [sighs]

Hold that.

Been a strange flight.

Mostly 'cause of me.

I think it'd be better
for everyone-- mostly me--

if I just left.

Can I get that parachute back?
Thanks, champ.

You're easy to talk to.

[electronic chiming]

What are you doing?
Why making "T"?

Oh! Ronnie, Colin wants his tea!

Everybody, a man is
about to jump off the plane!

[passengers gasping, murmuring]

I know you have a lot of choices
when you fly.

Thanks for flying Jackpot.

[door opens]

-[alarm beeping]
-[air rushing]

[passengers exclaiming]

That was ten words.
You lose the bet.

On behalf of Jackpot,

we apologize
for the incident on the plane.

Please accept this $100 voucher

for your next flight
on any other airline.

Hey, are you okay?

That was really scary
for all of us,

so it must have been
terrifying for you.

Jackpot lawyers
will not let me confirm nor deny

that our CEO
jumped out of a plane,

so legally I'm not allowed
to feel any emotion about it.

I know all about nondisclosures.

I'm a finalist
to be Tom Cruise's next wife.

I'm not gonna do it,
but they fixed my teeth.

But the good news is

you didn't do anything,
so they can't blame you.

No, but I'm still
probably gonna get fired.

That dumb kid took a narc-y
video of me on the plane.

That sucks.

Maybe I can help.

Here's the deal, kid.

Delete that video
of my flight attendant friends,

and I'll pretend
to be your girlfriend

-for the next three months.
-I already have a girlfriend.

Her name is Kelsey,
but she's a Mormon,

so she doesn't have a phone.

[scoffs] Okay.
Here's what I'm offering.

One FaceTime a week,
four flirty text messages,

and you can pick one of three
reasons to break up with me:

I'm too jealous, I'm too clingy,

or I didn't laugh enough
at Rick and Morty.

Throw in one of your bras,
and you got yourself a deal.

-No.
-Deal.

Ah! That was amazing.

-Thank you so much
for doing that. -Of course.

You're the best, Ronnie.

I didn't want to tell Bernard,

but the only reason
I fly Jackpot

is 'cause you take care of me.

Oh, my God! You have no idea

how bad I needed
to hear that today. Thank you.

A-Artem, do not worry.
I have been doing the math,

and if I buckle down
and tutor six kids a week,

I will have your money in...

-68 months.
-Don't worry.

It's okay. I've wiped out
your debt in my book.

And I will also cover
the losses for Nichole.

What? Why would you do that?

It's my thank you to you

because I won
my first bet in weeks.

You have ended my cold streak.

I-I'm happy to help.

Besides,
when I lost my first bet

on a rigged chicken fight,

I lost a lot of money
and my dinner.

But my father, bless his heart,
he covered my debt.

So I thought,
do the same for you.

Thank you, Artem.

You're not just a good gambler,
you're a good man.

I'm your daddy now, Colin.

Sorry you ended up with nothing.

I didn't end up
with nothing, Alan.

I realized my dream
of opening a bar.

That's a lot more
than most people can say.

I think I ended up with a lot.

No, it seems like
you ended up with nothing.

Good news, Bernard.
Our national nightmare is over.

-Tanner deleted the video.
-Oh, thank God.

Now I can go back to fighting
my real nemesis, Father Time.

Ronnie, you deserve
that job with Jack.

You're the hardest-working
person on our plane.

You make us all look better.

So the next time
an eccentric billionaire

offers us
a life-changing opportunity,

I promise, in that one
situation, to stand down.

Today was one for the books,
my friends.

To that crazy bastard,
Jack Silver.

Wherever he is.

Finally free, living it up,
not a care in the world.

ALL:
To Jack.

♪

Ugh.

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