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[electric buzz]

[plane engine]

[upbeat music]

[music intensifies]

[snap]

[snap]

[snap]

[music fades out]

[snap]

[snap]

[Esther] If the engine noise is too much, try listening to music…

[Alfons] Fuck this, Coco. I can't do it.

-…or clench your buttocks tightly… -Älskling, it's going so well!

Come on, darling. Everything's all right. Just go back to your seat.

So this is a very good example of a false alarm

that is going off in Alfons' brain.

The logical functions are being hijacked by a part of the brain, the amygdala.

And, as we know, when the amygdala responds to danger,

it pumps out stress hormones, which make us desperately wish to escape.

It's what we call the fight-flight response.

[Charles] In fact, Esther, if I may just jump in here.

It's been scientifically proven that by recalling pleasurable experiences

you can produce oxytocin, the love hormone,

which, as we know, is the opposite to cortisol and adrenaline, stress hormones.

That is indeed right, Charles.

For men, oxytocin is released

at the point of orgasm, for example.

Whereas for women, it's released during foreplay.

[Esther] Yes. So…

[Charles] If you can truly connect to the memory of a steamy romantic situation…

Yes. Thank you, Charles. That's very creative.

So, any questions?

[peaceful music]

This was, uh…

This was extremely helpful, Esther. Thank you. Extremely helpful.

This is the most important exercise for the experience flight.

It'll help your confidence

to have encountered flight conditions in a protected environment.

So give yourselves a well-earned pat on the back.

Esther, sorry, but do you know exactly where it is we'll be flying to?

[Esther] We never know that till shortly before departure.

It all depends on availability,

but I can tell you it'll be a fairly short flight.

No more than an hour or two.

Once we reach the destination, we'll wait a couple of hours

till the plane's been serviced, then we'll pop back here.

Charles will give you further details closer to our flight.

I would much prefer to know the exact details of the destination.

So I can prepare myself properly.

Well, it's not the destination but the flight that matters.

I've got just a silly question, really.

I've booked another flight the day after our experience flight.

Erm…

So is that…

That's a bit ambitious, is it? Right?

[Esther] Very.

-What? -Ambitious.

Oh.

[music stops]

[plane engine]

[Tom] So how's Los Angeles? Sunny?

[Sarah] Oh, yeah. No, it's beautiful.

It's just like pure California gold.

That sounds gorgeous.

-Yeah, clear skies. -Hot?

-Boiling. -It's bloody freezing in London.

Not that I can enjoy it, you know. Back-to-back meetings…

Look, love, I'd better go, so…

Shall I just call you when I land back in London tomorrow?

As soon as you land. I can't wait to see you.

-Okay, see you tomorrow. Love you. Bye. -Love you.

[sighs]

[exhales deeply]

[choral music]

[music gets jazzier]

-[music stops] -[doorbell rings]

-Welcome back! -Hi!

Oh! So good to see you!

[kiss] Come in.

Oh, they are fab!

-Don't you think? -Oh, wow! How cool is that?

-I want to wear them to school tomorrow. -Great idea, isn't it?

Of course, yeah.

And for our trip?

Erm, I'm afraid they might be a bit warm for Cabo Verde,

but you can wear them on the way.

So, how was your flight?

Oh, yeah, fine.

-No wobbles? -No.

You know, Olivia, Sarah used to be terrified of flying,

but she faced the fear, and she conquered it.

-Isn't she brave? -I love flying.

Because my tummy tickles in a very funny way.

[everyone laughing]

[Tom] You must be jet-lagged.

Yeah, I am a little bit. Yeah.

-[jazzy music] -[plane engine]

[music stops]

-[ringtone] -Sorry. So this lobby…

I hear you found some Victorian reclaimed church floorboards?

No, the boards we found are vintage pine from an ironworks in Sheffield.

-That's it, yeah. For double the cost. -[ringtone]

-Well, I feel… -Can you take that, Leon. I'm busy.

The instantiation of a building like this

should always reflect the emerging trends in sustainability,

even if the cost is higher.

Sure, but it's going to be offices. It's not a Dalston microbrewery.

-Sarah? -I'm busy.

-It's urgent, apparently. -Who is it?

Charles someone from Fearless Flyers.

Regarding the delay of your experience flight?

-Yeah, okay. Thanks. -[construction noises]

-Hello. -This is Charles from Fearless Flyers.

-Yeah? -Sorry, but due to some technicalities,

we need to postpone the experience flight by a day.

We deeply apologize for any inconvenience.

[bass-heavy music]

[siren wailing]

[music fades]

-So sorry I'm late. -It's all right.

Honestly, running that site is like herding cats.

-It's all right. -Sorry.

-You're here now. -Yeah.

-[quiet jazz] -Tom, actually, there's something else.

Looks like I won't be able to travel with you.

-What? -Mm.

Why?

Uh, because I, erm…

because, well, I'm just going to get there later in the evening.

I don't understand. Is everything okay?

-You okay? -Yeah, sorry.

I'm just going to… I've realized I haven't drunk any water all day, and…

Sarah, tell me what's going on.

[mumbles]

What's going on?

-What do you mean? -It…

Yeah, it's just, erm…

We've got so much on at work. I've got to deal with these

sustainability issues, so…

Sustainability issues? Look, Sarah, it's important we all travel together.

We've been planning this for weeks.

Okay, erm… Then I'll just change all of our tickets.

No, don't. Stick to the plan.

It's been problematic enough planning this trip.

Sometimes I get the feeling you don't wanna go.

No, of course I do. Really.

More than anything in the world. We'll have an amazing holiday.

It's just that I'm gonna get there a little later.

You'll have had dinner, and then I'll meet you in bed.

-It'll be fine. -Okay.

-All right? -All right. Fine. It's okay.

-Okay. -Okay.

Hello! Liz, this is Sarah. Sarah, Liz.

Hi!

-Hi, lovely to meet you. -Likewise.

-Olivia's told me so much about you. -Oh, God!

-All good, I hope. -[laughter]

Well, you know what children are like.

How are things?

-Yeah. -Oh, you're a… builder? Yes?

Basically, yeah. I normally say developer, but same thing.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Buildings all look the same to me.

I'm more of a people person.

Anyway, I was very intrigued

to meet the woman who's recently become a feature in my daughter's life.

Well, not that recent now, I suppose.

Well, you might not realize that holidays with children can be very demanding.

-Right. -They don't feel like a holiday,

just very hard work.

In fact, you're often more shattered when you get home than when you left.

So…

not very sexy!

Well, appreciate the advice.

And you're going to be okay flying, are you?

So…

Oh, Tom mentioned you have some wobbles.

Is that…

No, no. I'll be just fine.

Thanks.

-Aren't we here to discuss practicalities? -Yes.

So, no big deal.

I would like an hour with Olivia on FaceTime every day.

That'd be our quality time.

An hour every day?

That's a bit over the top.

Well, she's my daughter, so…

[music stops]

[buzz of the city]

[phone pings]

[soft laughter]

[choral music]

[sighs]

[plane engine]

[drum fill]

[music intensifies]

-Hi. -Hello.

Hi. Hi.

Where's Esther?

Dunno.

Something's not right.

Hi, guys. Sorry I'm late. Bit of a train issue.

-Where's Esther? -Well…

Something came up.

Unfortunately, she won't be joining us, but I'll be your course leader for today.

And she wanted me to tell you she's very proud of you all.

What happened exactly?

-It's a personal matter. -Someone die?

-I can't get into that. -Something terrible must've happened.

Someone did die, didn't they?

I understand that Esther's absence may feel unsettling.

-But I have booked us a flight to Iceland. -Iceland?

-Exotic, right? -That's a three-hour flight.

-Two and a half. -[Edward] Iceland?

Across the open ocean?

That lump of volcanic rock in the North Atlantic?

Oh, God!

David! Come back! You're a Fearless Flyer!

David? David!

Hey, Roger!

Okay.

Guys,

follow me. Come on!

Guys, come on!

[jazzy music]

[music intensifies]

[camera snaps]

Oh, Alfons, I have bags under my eyes.

It's fine. I can Photoshop it.

Come on, do one more.

Snälla… Please, älskling. I'm…

I'm freaking out.

Baby!

You know, if we keep on tagging Moët, they will eventually notice me.

-It's the partnership. -Can we focus on me?

-For once! -One more. One more.

-[phone pings] -Okay, okay.

-Come closer. -Okay.

-I can't focus if you're so close. -Yeah.

One more.

Evening, ladies and gentlemen, this is a boarding call for flight 7742 to Madrid.

We kindly ask all remaining customers

to proceed immediately to gate 1-5-7, to gate 157, for final boarding.

[Edward] God almighty!

This airline's fleet is…

It's positively geriatric!

Wait, wait.

No, there's more.

There has been a recent incident.

A plane that had to make an emergency landing

on a flight from Denver because of a crack

in the cockpit window.

Oh, God, those pilots could've been sucked through the window like noodles.

[groans in background]

-Take a deep breath. -Hi-ya! What the f…

Take a deep breath, Edward.

You see how your amygdala is trying to hijack your reason?

You don't have to let it do that.

You can reclaim control.

This just gets worse. Hang on.

Tell me about your book tour, Edward.

It is a literary conference.

Yes, conference.

-You must be excited. -Obviously I'm not, Charles.

It entails a very long flight to Argentina, 14 and a half hours.

Are you a writer, Edward?

Yes, I am indeed. I write novels.

They seem to win prizes.

I just love books.

Right.

[choral music]

[music gets jazzier]

[snap]

Your fear is a storehouse of wisdom.

Speak to it, thank it for what it's taught you,

but tell it that you are no longer intimidated by it.

Reflect on your thought processes, examine them,

critique them, revise them and edit them.

Your reality is your own to command.

I think this is a really good point, Charles.

What was his point?

Oh, is someone getting hangry?

[music builds, voices become unclear]

You need to feed your tummy, älskling. I doubt there'll be many options on board.

[music gets jazzier]

[high pitch engine]

I can't do this.

[Charles] Sarah?

But I… No, sorry.

Wait here. Okay?

Just wait here! Sarah, come back! Wait.

Please… Sorry, excuse me.

Sorry. Excuse me.

Sarah.

[stammering]

Sarah, calm down.

What do you think I'm trying to fucking do, Charles?

Okay, okay. Close your eyes.

Breathe with me.

Let it all go.

We need to break this thought pattern.

Can you do that? Okay. Do you have a boyfriend?

-Yes. -I see, okay.

Think of the last time you were together.

-What? -The last time you were intimate.

Stay with the thought.

There's music playing in the background.

Passionate R&B music.

-R&B music? -Yes, Boyz II Men.

What, from the 90s?

Okay, no music. Forget the music.

-You feel his breath on your skin. -Let's not…

Charles. Oh, Charles!

-No, no, no! -Stop!

It has proven to be very effective. I could give you a hug.

A 20 to 30-second hug has proven to be a very good source of oxytocin.

All right.

Charles, please…

[plane taking off]

Hi, Tom!

-Right, think good thoughts. -Oh, no, no. Tom!

Tom! Tom. No, it's not what you think. I can explain.

-[intense music] -[Sarah inaudible]

Hi. She's my last Fearless Flyer.

Come on, pick up.

-Come on, pick up. -Hello, it's Tom. Leave a message.

Oh, God!

[wing flaps adjust]

Anyone smell burning?

-What? -Is there a funny smell?

-No. -Now that we're all seated.

I'd like to remind you that the most dangerous part of the expedition is…

long behind us.

The car ride to the airport.

Statistics say the odds of dying

in a car accident are around one in 5,000,

whereas dying in a plane crash is more like one in 12 million.

I'd do my best not to use words like that if I were you.

-[Edward] Still, the chance exists. -[Charles] Well, it's so slim.

Let me ask you a question. Do you ever buy lottery tickets?

Certainly not.

-Why not? -It's bloody nonsense, isn't it?

It's a tax on the desperate and the weak-minded.

-You never bloody win anything. -Exactly.

Statistics clearly show

you've got far greater odds of winning the lottery than of dying…

being in a plane cr… incident.

You use statistics much like a drunk uses a lamp post.

-Excuse me? -For support, rather than illumination.

It's bloody freezing.

That's a lovely tattoo, Edward.

Did you serve in the army?

-I won the lottery. -It's true.

50,000 quid.

He used the money to found a company based on his app.

You did what?

I invested the money to fund a start-up, for my app.

-Yeah. -See?

All it takes is for one little bird to get sucked

into the engine of an aircraft

-to kill every single soul on board. -[safety announcement]

So what's the odds of that then, hm?

[announcer] In the unlikely event of a sudden loss in cabin pressure,

oxygen masks like these will drop from the compartment above your seats.

If that happens, immediately pull the nearest mask down firmly

and put it over your nose and mouth.

Like this.

[engine revs up]

[engine gets louder]

[intense music]

[groans]

[music reaches crescendo]

[music fades out]

[seatbelts off sound]

God.

Bloody hell.

Okay.

That wasn't so bad, was it?

Älskling, I'm so proud of you.

Oh!

You've got a white hair.

I think you're all being so brave.

You can just feel the energy. It's inspirational.

Yeah.

-Well, well done you too. -Me?

I'm not afraid of flying. I actually love it.

You love flying? What on earth are you doing here, then?

It's Alfons. He was so afraid, he refused to sign up for the course.

-Unless I came too. -Coco.

-What the fuck? -Alfons, it's nothing to be ashamed of.

And we really need to be able to travel because of my feed.

Your feed?

You see, I'm an influencer That's what I do.

Alfons and I are building my brand.

Basically, I post pictures of my bum all over the world

and I get paid for it, a lot.

Travel can be such a lucrative market.

They even got this for free for us.

Just because I post content on my Insta.

Oh, I'm sorry. You must be feeling so bad.

Erm, yeah. I've definitely felt better.

Jesus Christ, I've gone and booked another flight for this afternoon.

-I dunno what I was thinking. -Good for you!

Yeah?

-So where are you going? -Cabo Verde.

-Business? -Pleasure, hopefully.

Yeah.

I'm going away with my boyfriend for the first time, and his daughter.

[thud]

-Jesus Christ! What the fuck was that? -Oops!

Hear that, Alfons? She's going to Cabo Verde.

I've heard it's so picturesque.

We're talking total content heaven.

[Alfons] Hm.

[heavy breathing]

Out of nowhere, Alfons developed this, like, paralyzing fear of flying.

Every trip turns into a nightmare.

But he's got a great eye and it's great for the content.

He's an asset.

Any drinks for you guys?

No, thank you.

Double vodka on the rocks, please.

No! Älskling, the point of this course was that you wouldn't rely on alcohol.

I'm so scared.

But, älskling!

You said you wouldn't.

I know.

[Charles] Hang on just a moment, please.

The consumption of alcohol is entirely prohibited on the course.

Esther spelled out the dos and don'ts.

Esther's not here. I'm shitting myself.

-I understand. But I have to ask you… -Give me the f…

It's not allowed. Alcohol only makes things worse.

Älskling, he's right.

She has half a million followers on Instagram.

That's gonna generate a lot of people to your course.

So if I want a drink, I'll have a fucking drink.

Älskling, I hate when you're rude to staff.

[Alfons sighs]

[Charles] How we doing, Edward?

Feeling marvelous, actually.

Yes.

Definitely found my fearless place.

Super!

Bravo, Charles. Bravo.

Thank you.

-Excuse me. -Yeah?

Hi. Sorry to interrupt. Erm…

I was just getting the new edition of The Albatross, at the airport.

And, uh…

it's a classic.

And I saw you standing in the queue.

What are the odds?

Would you mind signing it for me?

No, of course not. My pleasure.

[flight attendant] Excuse me, sir, this is Business class.

Oh, I know. I'm just getting my book signed. Then I'll go back.

No worries.

-Here you go, squire. -Thank you.

Pleasure.

Edward! You're famous.

There you are.

Oh, as mentioned earlier,

the course offers the rare opportunity to visit the cockpit.

I'm actually feeling rather delightful just where I am,

so I'll give it a miss, if it's all right with you.

Yeah, no, I think that could be helpful, actually.

We often find that visiting the cockpit can be very salutary.

Most of our fear comes from not being in control.

So often it's reassuring to meet those who are.

Right.

[Charles] Oops-a-daisy.

Just a road bump. Hi.

We're here from Fearless Flyers group, we've arranged a meeting with the cockpit.

Yes, of course.

I have two people here from the Fearless Flyers programme.

[whirring sound builds]

Oh.

[hangs up phone]

Apparently they're turning on the seat-belt signs.

-We're about to hit some turbulence. -Turbulence?

Yeah, just go back to your seats and try again later.

-It's nothing to worry about. -They're just being extra cautious.

-[loud bang] -Oh! That's not good.

No, no, no, no! No, no, no, no! God!

-[low-pitched rattle] -Shit!

[loud thump]

-Why are you doing this to me? -What? Don't say that!

This is all your fault.

[loud bangs, screams]

Fasten your seatbelt.

[loud droning]

[Alfons] Hashtag "amazing."

Hashtag "bikini."

-Hashtag "fucking fucked!" -Stop it.

Hashtag "plane crash!"

[screams]

I'm here with you. We're together. It'll all be okay, baby.

-[bang] -[screams]

What about me? What about what I want?

-Alfons! -What about who I am?

I never get credit for how fucking amazing I am.

-You do. -You know why?

Because Photoshop is an invisible job.

I'm tired, Coco!

I'm tired of being fucking invisible!

[screams]

This is our dream, älskling.

-Shut up! Stop bickering! -No, this is your dream!

I'm only documenting!

[Coco] Oh, my God!

I'm so sorry.

Are you okay?

No, please. Don't!

[loud, intense music builds]

He's dead.

Edward's dead!

[Charles] Edward?

Edward…

[screams]

Edward, answer me! Stop the plane! We need a doctor!

[Alfons] He was popping pills. I saw it the whole flight.

[Sarah] Help him.

Edward, what are these? What have you been taking?

You're scared, aren't you?

What? We thought you were dead!

[screaming, shouting]

Brace!

Brace!

Brace! Brace!

We're going down!

[music intensifies]

[screams]

-[music slowly fades out] -[gasp]

[deep breaths]

Oh, my God.

Oh, fuck…

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Ladies and gentlemen, this is your captain speaking.

Expecting to land in 30 minutes from now, that's 30 minutes.

The latest weather report from Keflavik Airport.

It's a chilly morning, minus seven degrees

and west winds.

[staccato violins]

Las Malvinas.

Oh, hi. Thank you.

-For what? -Just thank you, thank you, thank you.

Really.

All right.

-I'm pretty sure this wasn't our pilot. -What?

[violins intensify]

Hello to you, all beautiful people.

Erm…

Hello to you, all beautiful beings.

You know how much I love travelling, but I have to tell you that I just…

survived the most terrifying flight of my life.

Look, I'm soaked in my own sweat.

I literally had a…

near death experience.

And you know what? I have never felt so alive!

Oh, my God, you guys!

I'm in Iceland and I'm alive!

Life's amazing!

Say hello, Fearless Flyers!

[violins abate]

To life.

Okay, let's just close our eyes.

Take a deep breath in through the nose.

-Oh, for God's… -And feel ourselves slowly relax.

[sigh]

Bastards!

I'll never fly with this company again.

Idiots! Nearly killed us.

Just keep breathing deeply.

Feel the tension drain away from our bodies.

You're calm.

You're peaceful.

You're in control.

What?

I'm so, so sorry.

I think it's my fault.

Oh, my God, that is revolting!

-Hold on. I've got you. -What?

That is so… Oh, fuck.

Here.

Darling.

Let's just bring our focus back to the breath.

In for four…

[drum music]

…out for four.

In for three…

out for three.

Oh, fuck me!

-In for two… -[drums stop]

[door closes]

Okay…

[hand dryer]

Oh, shit.

What the…

[toilet flushes]

Oh, my God. Sh…

[deep breath] Okay.

[phone dials]

Hello, it's Tom. Please leave a message after the beep. [beep]

Hi, love.

Erm… Just call me as soon as you can.

What you saw at the airport is really not what you might think.

I'm having an awful time. So…

Oh, shit.

Oh, fuck!

Yeah, Tom, please just call me as soon as you can, please.

I'm really sorry. I love you.

No, no. No, please!

Oh, fucking hell!

No.

No! Oh, my…

[drum music]

Three more hours.

It's quite obvious that there's something wrong.

-It is imperative we find another flight. -Let's not jump to conclusions.

And I would like my medication returned, please.

-This minute! -Listen.

I've got an extremely important flight I need to catch from London.

I have to be on that flight. So is there maybe another way?

-Or like a different flight, maybe? -I don't know.

Right. Could you go and find out, please?

No. No, no. Guys.

This is our flight. We've been instructed to go back with them.

-Those are the terms of the course. -But this is an emergency…

You're not seriously thinking about taking another flight today?

Yes!

Yes, I am. Fuck.

This top looks so cute on you.

Thank you.

They can't carry on keeping us in the dark like this.

A boat. There must be a boat.

-I'm not taking a boat. -No?

But I might.

-Yes, do that. -Yeah!

I might.

[Charles] Okay, you guys wait here. I'll be right back.

[footsteps walking away]

[plane in background]

My name's Charles. I have a group of passengers on a fear-of-flying course.

Can you possibly give me more information on the flight to London at 2:10?

The one that was delayed.

Yes.

Erm…

It actually looks like there's going to be a further delay on that flight.

Do you know why?

There was some malfunction with the aircraft.

So just keep checking the departure screens.

And what sort of malfunction might that have been?

Apparently there was a partial breakdown in one of the engines.

Partial breakdown.

-What does that mean? -I don't know.

Just, you know, keep your eye on the displays.

[jazzy music]

Please. Yes?

Yeah.

[unsettling jazzy music continues]

[airport announcer]

[jazzy music stops]

Our flight has been delayed nine hours.

-Nine hours? -Yes.

That's 540 minutes.

Is that right?

-A nine-hour delay? -Uh…

Yes, that is true. But it's really nothing to worry about. Erm…

It's a little bit foggy in London, so…

Yeah, erm… all flights are delayed, until this evening.

Foggy? Oh, yes, there's definitely something foggy going on here.

They're hiding something, that's what!

No. Look, this is quite normal.

Don't blame me. I took this course for you.

-You pussy. -What did you say?

I took this course for you!

Alfons, in order for meaningful change to occur,

we must take responsibility for our actions.

Oh, my God. I've got to get out of here.

Sarah, leaving the airport is strictly prohibited.

A… Al… Okay.

If there's a nine-hour delay, shouldn't they provide us with a hotel?

No.

No? Yes!

You just read the small prints.

I'll check with the office.

Alfons.

Alfons!

[jazzy music]

So, I've just spoken to the office

and they've arranged a wellness hotel for us not too far away.

The perfect place to gather ourselves and prepare for this evening.

Sick!

We just grab a taxi.

[music fades out]

[car horn]

-What are you doing? Come on, get in! -Sorry, no.

Edward, you can't do this.

Do what?

-The office said take a taxi. -We're not taking a bloody taxi! Get in.

We'll all fit in that one.

-Cool car, Edward. -I don't care if it's cool.

It's British and the appropriate vehicle for the conditions. Now get in!

-Alfons! -[car doors shut]

He was drugged out of his mind a minute ago.

Exactly. Guys.

You know, for safety and insurance, we have to…

No, we…

[drumming]

Malvinas!

-What's the matter? -What? Nothing…

Las…

Las Malvinas.

This brings back memories. It was a very similar terrain.

Sorry, Edward. What is Las Malvinas?

It's the Falklands.

You fought in the Falklands, Edward?

-You sure it's not a good idea if I drive? -No, no.

Okay.

[staccato violins]

What's going on?

-[violins intensify] -[Sarah] God!

[Coco] Oh, my God!

[Edward] You see that?

-That was the taxi you wanted us to take. -I don't think it was.

That was most definitely it.

Yeah!

It's fair to say that thanks to me none of you are lying face down in the snow

or fighting for your lives in some godforsaken foreign hospital.

[sirens wailing]

[violins intensify]

[violins calm down]

[violins continue]

[man] Now, listen, tell them to postpone.

There's a nine-hour delay on my flight, so I won't be in London.

[music fades out]

Oh, no! It's a sign.

-[relaxing lobby music] -Oh, yes!

It's a clear message from the mountains.

Oh, yeah.

Well, I'll stay an extra couple of nights and maybe go heli-skiing up north.

Yeah.

Yeah, okay. Book me directly on that flight to San Francisco, will you?

Okeydokey, thanks. Okay, bye.

Sorry, are you on the London flight? The delayed one?

-Yes. -Do you know why it's delayed?

They told me there was some sort of malfunction on the flight over,

and they're waiting for a delivery of the…

spare part that they don't have here.

-Spare part? -It's broken?

That's what they told me.

[Sarah gasps]

You lied to us.

-It was… -We're led by an imbecile and a liar.

That's the information I was given.

I was simply sharing what I was told.

-This is your first time, isn't it? -Well, I…

They've never actually trusted you to lead your own group.

-Have they? -Look, I've just got to…

[bell rings]

Hi, erm…

I… These… I'm with Fearless Flyers, and these are my students.

[phone dials]

Hello, it's Tom. Please leave a message after the beep.

[answerphone beep]

[sighs]

[phone keeps dialing]

-Hello, it's Tom. Please leave a… -[muted scream]

[whirring of a drone]

What are you doing?

[Alfons] Know that guy in the lobby?

-What? -That guy in the lobby.

He was Dries de Vries.

He's, like, a huge tech investor.

Fuck! It was really him.

I should've walked up to him and pitched the app. Maybe he…

Can we please focus on what we're trying to do here?

Could you maybe give me a blow job?

Jesus, Alfons.

I need to make content!

Can you focus for once?

But… Fuck! Alfons, no!

-Please? -Alfons! Damn. Fuck, stop that!

-No, no, no! -It's not funny.

No, no.

-[phone rings] -Fuck.

[gasp]

-Yes? -[Edward] Come to Room 334 immediately.

-Why? -We have a critical situation.

And we need to strategize.

[door opens]

Come on.

So, the… Your girlfriend not joining us?

-I don't know. -Fair enough.

The so-called facilitator of this course can no longer be trusted, right.

He's wet behind the ears, dishonest, and clearly completely out of his depth.

So to follow his lead and take that flight would be nothing less than suicide.

The plane is a wreck, and the turbulence report,

it's about as ugly as it gets.

Look, look…

Look at that. Look at that!

That swirling purple mass there.

Look, look.

Acute turbulence.

I think we can all agree my foresight has already saved us

from an horrific injury in that taxi.

Come on, Edward, we can't be sure about that.

Well, you tell me you didn't see the terror in Charles' eyes.

He became incontinent with fear at the first sign of trouble.

-Are you all right? -[gagging]

I've been close to death before, and I can feel her breathing down my neck

even as I speak. So we're going to take control.

We're aborting those flights tonight

and we'll find an alternative carrier in the morning.

I expect your cooperation in this, yes?

-Yeah, all right. Yes. -And your cooperation, yes?

What? What was up with him anyway?

-[vomiting] -So I expect your cooperation…

-Your cooperation, yes? -I'm taking a boat.

You're what?

-I'm taking a boat. -A boat? Oh, don't be so ridiculous!

-[soothing music] -[calm breathing]

[door opens]

Oh, hi.

Good afternoon.

[Coco] I must say, this hotel is so amazing!

I will definitely be recommending it.

[deep breathing]

[door opens]

[sighs]

[groans]

Pilates?

What?

[Dries] I'd say at least five times a week.

-Me? No. -What?

-You don't work out? -Most of the time.

But I've been so lazy recently.

Yeah.

[Dries] I really feel like I know you from somewhere. Are you an actress?

-What have I seen you in? -I don't know.

I actually do a lot of rock climbing myself.

-Oh, yeah? -Oh, I love climbing.

And Muay Thai. That really sorts me out.

Oh, I always wanted to try Muay Thai.

Oh, you have to try it. It's a great sport.

It's quite an experience.

[tense breathing]

That's actually a very important stretch in Thai boxing you're doing there.

-Really? -Mm-hm.

May I?

Uh, sure.

Okay. Now you breathe out.

[Dries] There we go.

That's really good.

[mutual deep breathing]

-[Coco groans] -[Dries] Hold it. Deeper, yeah.

Can you go deeper? There we are.

-Yeah. -A bit further. Yes! There we are.

-Hold it. -That's really… [sighs]

[music stops]

[lounge music]

Oh, God.

-Hello. -Evening.

[sighs]

-What can I get you? -Oh, God. Alcohol.

Let me make you a Northern Comfort. It's a hotel special.

Oh, yeah. I don't drink cocktails.

-Sorry? -Yeah. Yeah.

-Okay. -Great.

Oh, shit.

Oh, hey. How you doing?

Oh, hi. Yeah, fine, thanks.

-Thank you. -There you go.

Can I get you anything?

Well, that looks tasty.

-I'll have what the lady's having. -That's a good choice.

-There you go. -Thanks.

Wow.

That hits the spot. Am I right?

Uh, yeah.

Do you mind?

No, no. Yeah, go for it.

Are you on vacation?

Erm, stopover.

So you're just killing time?

Oh, yeah. Well,

it feels like time's killing me.

Sounds like you could use some cheering up.

Yeah, God. I wish.

I could give you another hug.

I'm sorry.

-Sorry about that. -It was funny.

Oh, my God!

[laughs] You…

Wh… Are you serious? That is… Oh, my…

Do you know what, actually? I'm going to do you a favor. All right.

That is… There, done. God.

Wow!

Wow, you really like doing this.

God! Oh.

-Okay. -Who's that?

Lovely!

Wow!

I mean, you just… You looked like you wanted to party.

Party?

[Sarah laughs]

-What? Oh, God. -Yeah.

Okay… [gulps]

[music stops]

[water dripping]

[phone ringing]

-Hello? -Right, you need to listen to me.

-Who is this? -Don't be coy now.

-You know exactly who this is. -Edward!

Hi.

We're not flying back tonight. Simple as that.

With ferocious turbulence and a shoddy airline.

We're taking a flight back to London tomorrow morning on a different airline.

Erm, you know,

Edward, as course leader,

I think it's best that we follow company policy

and take the return flight tonight.

You don't want to know what it's like to have people die under your command.

No.

No that's… That's quite true.

Erm… I don't know if you're aware,

but you're beginning to sound a teensy bit aggressive right now.

[breathing sounds]

-Edward? -[connection ends]

[tense music]

[wind blowing]

[music breaks down]

[door opens]

Hi, Sarah.

I really should apologize.

Yes, you fucking should apologize. You are clearly out of your depth.

And you've completely betrayed the trust of three severely aero-phobic individuals.

I know, it was really irresponsible,

but I must admit that I have no idea what I'm doing.

Shut the fuck up, Charles! For God's sake! Pull yourself together.

Because I need you to help me get out of here tonight.

Yes, absolutely. That is what I'm here for.

-So meet me in the lobby, eight sharp. -Eight o'clock, sharp.

No matter what the others decide, we're taking that flight tonight.

-Understood? -Understood!

Lobby, eight o'clock sharp.

[door closes]

[Edward] Charles!

[muffled] Would you be a good man and give me a hand, would you?

Uh, please.

[music builds]

-All right… -Edward?

Edward?

Edward?

Edward?

[music intensity builds]

[Charles] What the… Oh, God!

What's happened?

Oh, my God!

-Oh, Jesus! -It's all right.

No, it's all right. I'm just gonna immobilize you, I'm not gonna hurt you.

-All right? -Immob… Edward, please!

-You don't need to do this. -You're all right.

Edward, please. You know, some mistakes were made.

But I'm trying…

One second. That's it. Okay.

[muffled shouting]

Oh.

Charles.

There we are.

You all right? Comfy?

-Lovely. -[muffled] No!

[muffled screams] Edward.

Edward!

Please! [muffled screaming]

[muffled] Oh, God.

Do you prefer a window seat or an aisle seat?

[soothing music]

[calm breathing]

[Dries] I always say the world is like a virgin canvas,

and it's up to you to fill it with colors.

Hm-hm.

I guess I'm still looking for the right brush.

It is a process.

Oh, er… You're here!

Is he a friend of yours?

-Hey, man! -Hey.

-Dries. -I'm Alfons.

-Hi, join us. -Thank you.

Dries was just telling me he sold his start-up company to Google.

Now he's not allowed to work for three years. Can you imagine?

Yeah, I know.

-I'm a big fan. -Wow, that's amazing. Thank you.

-Are you in tech? -He has got an app.

-An app? -Yeah.

Wow! Great! That's exciting stuff. You want a drink?

Uh, he can't. He's got a flight to catch.

-Oh, actually, I'd love a drink. -[Dries] Yeah?

No.

-Yeah. -Excuse me. Can we have a…

one more drink over here, please.

Thank you, brother.

[Dries] So, where you flying to?

-Oh, I'm not flying. -[Coco] Yeah, really?

No. I'm taking the boat.

No, you're not.

Yeah.

Poor Alfons. He is terrified of flying.

Coco.

[Dries] Oh, I feel for you, my brother.

I've been there.

I couldn't even look at an airplane without getting a panic attack.

But look at me now.

I am heli-skiing. I'm flying all over the world every week.

-I fly like an eagle, my brother. -[Coco laughs]

Yeah, free as a bird.

-How did you do it? -Well…

I'll let you in on a little secret.

-Yeah! -[music stops]

[curious music]

[chatter in background]

Thank you.

[curious music]

[Edward] Sarah! I found tickets with a respectable airline for tomorrow morning.

-I just need your passport number, please. -Right.

-Where's Charles? -Oh, he's been taken care of.

-Come on. -What do you mean, "taken care of"?

He's come to understand that he's surplus to requirements.

Sarah, it's nothing sinister here.

Just give me your passport, please, so I can book the tickets. Can I…

-Edward, please. -Sarah! Don't be a bloody fool.

-Edward, Leave me alone. -Give me your passport. Sarah!

[music intensifies]

-Airport, please. -You have a bag?

-No. -[thuds]

-Sarah! -[Sarah] Just go! Just go!

-Just drive! Drive! -[Edward] I'm trying to protect you.

-You're a driver! Drive! -I'm trying to protect you!

Sarah!

-It's suicide! -You know this guy?

Please, just help me. Just get me to the airport, okay? Please.

[intense music]

-[truck horn] -[music stops]

-[music on the radio] -[car rumbles]

[driver] Hmm.

[yawns]

-[window opens] -[wind blows]

-What are you doing? -It's been a really long shift.

Can you just keep your eyes on the road

because these are really dangerous driving conditions, aren't they?

You think this is bad? [laughs]

When I was a kid, like, the winters here were so much harder.

So much harder. Like, this road, for example.

They wouldn't let us drive it half the time.

So, this is nothing, really.

[car rumbles]

[rustling]

Can you pass me the…

the Monster in the glove compartment.

There's, like, a can, yeah?

[rattling]

This? Do you want me to…

No, it's okay.

Thank you.

-[can open] -Ah!

Actually, shall I…

[satisfied] Ah!

-[Sarah] There's… there's… -[truck horn]

[driver] What are you doing?

-[tires screech] -[screams]

-[crashing sound] -[radio music stops]

[strong wind rustling]

[driver] Ah…

Are you crazy? You almost killed us!

[Sarah] Are you out of your fucking mind? I just saved our lives!

I'm the driver! Fucking hell!

-[clicking] -[screams]

[driver] Get off!

-[Sarah] Call the emergency services. -No! Don't do that.

Why not?

Oh, shit!

Because I'm over the limit. Can you please get off!

You're drunk!

Oh, fuck me!

I'm not drunk. Like, I had a couple of beers. They're super strict about it.

[heavy wind rustling]

[Sarah] I should report you to the police!

No, I will call the police…

["Nasty Boy" by Trabant playing]

Mind if I dance?

♪ I'm a little nasty, I'm a nasty little boy ♪

♪ I'm a little nasty, I'm a nasty little boy ♪

♪ I'm a little useless, I'm a useless little toy ♪

♪ I'm a little useless, I'm a useless little toy ♪

Thank you.

Cheers, my brother.

♪ You're a little crazy, you're a crazy little sexy girl ♪

♪ You're a little crazy, you're a crazy little sexy girl ♪

One of those nights…

♪… can't turn you on all night long ♪

♪ I can't turn you on, I wanna be your boy ♪

♪ Wanna be your nasty, nasty, nasty, nasty little boy ♪

-[music stops] -[typing on phone]

-["Arms" by Trabant playing] -[Dries sighs]

Are you okay?

Yeah.

[Dries sighs]

I have a very important piece of advice for you, my brother.

-Okay. -Let go.

You were never in control, anyway.

And let me tell you one more thing.

Incredible change will happen in your life

when you decide to let go of what you can't control

and take ownership of what you can control.

Accept yourself.

Love yourself.

If you want to fly,

you have to let go of everything that weighs you down, my brother.

Spread those wings.

Spread your wings.

Spread your wings!

Yes!

You're beautiful, man.

You're beautiful.

[Dries breathing audibly]

♪ What's it gonna be ♪

♪ When you spread them out for me? ♪

♪ Take a notice girl ♪

♪ I don't want you to leave ♪

[music stops]

[heavy wind]

[gasps]

[knocking]

Fuck.

[shivering]

[shivering]

[FaceTime dials]

Oh.

-Olivia! -Sarah.

-Hey! -Where are you?

Erm… I don't actually know.

-What happened to your face? -Oh, I…

Oh, yeah. I had an accident, but I'm completely fine.

-How are you? -Why didn't you come with us?

Well, Olivia, do you remember I was telling you how I didn't like flying?

[Tom] That your mum?

Hi.

-Oh. -Hey!

-What happened to your face? -She had an accident.

I was explaining to Olivia how I didn't like flying, and how,

you know, I had to ask for help.

Well, I didn't.

[Tom] What do you mean? I literally just saw you boarding a plane.

You flew to Los Angeles last week!

I didn't go to Los Angeles.

-What? -I stayed at home.

Where did you buy the boots then?

Online. I'm really sorry.

Okay, sweetheart, erm…

It's time for the adults to have a talk. Can you go inside and draw me a picture?

Of what?

Draw us an airplane. That would be lovely!

-Go on. -Okay.

Jesus Christ, Sarah!

First you can't fly with us because of a "meeting",

then I see you in the arms of some other man!

Now you tell me you didn't fly to LA but holed yourself up in your flat

and lied to me about where you were.

I'm a complete idiot, but I am doing everything I can to fix it.

That's why I was at the airport, I was taking the fear-of-flying course.

I really want to get this right, Tom, I do.

-Who was that man then? -Oh, God! He's the instructor.

Where are you?

I'm in Iceland! I'm in the middle of fucking nowhere!

I don't know, I…

I'm so sorry.

Honestly, who does something like this?

I don't recognize you, and frankly, Sarah, I don't trust you.

Tom, please.

No, no, not now. We can talk about this when I get home.

Please, just listen to me for a minute. I fucked up. I know that. I'm so sorry.

But I am going to get there tomorrow no matter how many flights I have to take.

No more empty promises, Sarah.

-Phew… -[battery low sound]

[tense music]

[groaning]

[snoring]

[heavy wind]

[shivering]

[tense music]

[wind blowing]

[gasp]

[music fades out]

Oh.

Shit.

[sucking sounds]

[sucking, groans]

[groans]

[heavy breathing]

Älskling…

[Dries] Oh, my beautiful brother!

[door slams]

[Edward] Where are you hiding him?

[tense music]

[Edward] Where is he? Where are you hiding him?

Get out!

-Or I'll knock you out. -[Coco screams]

[Coco] Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

-You! -What have you done, you psycho?

-[Coco] Fucking psycho! -[Dries retches]

-He can't breathe. -You need help.

You need serious help.

-[Coco] He can't breathe! -[Dries] I can't breathe.

[Coco] Oh, my God! Help him! Help him right now.

[Dries gags]

[Coco] Älskling!

Alfons!

[Dries gags]

[Coco] Alfons!

Älskling!

[Coco] Talk to me! Talk to me! Talk to me! Come on!

Talk to me!

[music fades out]

[sighs]

Fuck.

[phone dialing]

Ugh!

-[Edward] Yes? -It's Sarah.

-Oh. Hello, Sarah. -Didn't you have us booked on a flight?

- That's correct. -And you've still got the tickets?

-I certainly do. -Great.

[jazzy music]

-I'm not sure about it, Sarah. -Trust me. I've done the research.

It's a very respectable airline.

It's not the airline I don't trust. It's Edward.

-Oh, for… -No. No!

Will you please get rid of that? I will not have you drinking on this flight.

No. Don't worry about me. I'm not coming.

-Pardon? -I'm not coming.

We're going heli-skiing with Dries.

Is that a good idea?

If you want to fly,

you must get rid of all the things that weigh you down.

Come on.

[jazzy music continues]

Oh, God!

What's wrong?

I…

I don't understand. What's going on?

I might have been responsible for an accident.

What?

[Edward] Good morning, troopers!

What's the matter?

I'm in trouble.

All right, you, go and get the car running. You, follow me.

No, no. Sarah, I…

-Oh, God. -[jazzy music stops]

-[Sarah] I can't do this. -[Edward] Yes, you bloody well can.

Now, trust me and do what I say. All right?

Okay.

Firstly…

you wind your legs around the rope, like that.

And let yourself down slowly.

-There's nothing to fear. -Okay.

Oh, God! Oh, God.

Oh, God!

-Okay. -All right.

-Oh, God, I'm scared. -Now listen, listen. Listen, Sarah.

I swung on a rope like this once.

Through the Iranian embassy window and it was engulfed in flames at the time.

And then I shot a terrorist. In the face.

-Right. -So what I'm saying is…

It's fight…

or flight.

So let's fight.

Okay… okay.

-Right. -Obviously, there's the flight bit after.

But we'll deal with that later, all right?

Go!

[Sarah gasps]

[gurgling]

[music fades out]

[Edward] Get in!

-[engine running] -You'll ruin the whole thing. Get in!

I've already said I'm sorry, haven't I? You'll thank me in the end.

It was for your own safety.

What the hell are you doing?

Get in!

[car starts driving]

Okay, okay, okay!

Right. We won't be having any more of that, Charles.

We're a unit.

-[engine revs] -[upbeat music]

[music stops]

[shivering]

That was good work, soldier.

I don't like the look of these clouds at all.

Don't you start playing mind games with me, Charles.

I'm not playing mind games, Edward. Those clouds are hostile.

Clouds "hostile"? Come on, Charles! You know better than that.

[light-hearted music]

It's little droplets of water. That's nothing to be frightened of.

[Charles scoffs]

They're just bad thoughts. Let them go, Charles.

[music picks up]

-May I have your attention, please… -Shit!

We're all right. Just calm down.

-Come on. They're going to close check-in. -What?

Hang on, hang on! We're booked on the 11:30. Right?

-That gives us another two hours. -Yeah, but, Edward…

The 11:30 is cancelled. They're all cancelled. Okay?

It's the 9:30 or nothing.

But, Sarah, those are the bastards that nearly cost us our lives!

[man] We've been stranded here since yesterday morning

and you have done nothing to help us, nothing!

Sir, I am sorry. I offer my sincerest apologies for the inconvenience.

Come on, darling.

We're in Business.

Erm, actually, I am very sorry, but we are completely overbooked.

-What? -Yeah. I'm so sorry.

-It's all been a bit of a mess, sorry. -No, no. Okay.

No, check again. There's got to be a mistake.

We're on a fear of flying course so that must give us some sort of priority.

Charles, can you do something, please.

You have to help us.

These people are not well.

No, I'm sorry. You just really got here too late.

-I'm sorry. -What about another flight?

There's a storm coming and all flights after ten o'clock are being cancelled.

There's really nothing I can do.

What do you mean, there's nothing you can do?

Hey, you were booked in Business class.

Right? I can arrange for you to stay at a luxury wellness hotel.

-No! -Sir.

-No. -Please.

No, no, no.

I will not be staying a minute longer.

You have to put us on that flight.

Now! Get me your manager!

Sir! I am sorry. I just told you I am sorry.

I offered you to stay free of charge at a luxury hotel.

-That's the best we can do. -I want to go home!

-I want to go home! -[clattering]

Sir! Please!

-I wanna go home! -You stop this.

-Will you please stop. -I want to go home now.

-You need to calm down. -I want to go home!

No! No, listen!

I want to go home, and I want to go home right now!

-Do you understand? -Sir!

-You need to calm down. Sir! -No!

I want to go home! I want to go home!

-[woman] Calm down. -Your life's in my hands right now!

Let me go. No!

[Edward] It's okay. I have him. No, really.

Look, he's been under a lot of pressure.

I'm with him. I take care of him. He doesn't like me to go away, you see?

[Charles] No!

[sighs]

Look, I think it's quite clear

that we're just not meant to be on that flight.

Oh, stop.

[Charles groans]

-[Edward exhales] -[phone rings]

-Hello? -Oh, hi! It's Liz.

Oh, hi! Liz, how are…

-Look, I'm so sorry to hear the news. -Hm?

That you won't be joining them after all. Olivia's told me everything.

-Well, actually, I'm still… -It's really nothing to be ashamed of.

-What do you mean? -Well, we're all afraid of something.

-But, you know, they have these courses. -Right, yes.

Don't worry, I'll be flying down there tomorrow.

-To help out with Olivia. -Okay.

Well that's great. I'll see you there.

-So, you'll know if I get arrested… -Hi!

Oh, hey… Hi!

-Where are you going? -Right now? Frankfurt.

-So your flight hasn't been cancelled? -No, we fly cargo.

-It's a little different for us. -So you can give us a lift?

No, no. I mean that's not really…

Is that for your wife?

Look, I totally misread the situation,

and um… I'm really sorry,

but what you're asking for is impossible.

I wonder what your company's policy is on sexual harassment.

Look, I…

I mean, with weather like this it could get very rough.

No, Sarah, sorry.

This is in complete contravention of course regulations.

I couldn't care less, Charles, all right? Do what you want. I'm going.

Look, I have to warn you.

Okay? This is not ideal weather for flying.

It's cargo, there won't be face towels or complimentary drinks, or any of that.

[jazzy music]

I'm going.

-I'm on board. -[Charles] Ugh.

Look, guys, I really… This is not safe, at all.

Listen, I'm going to just call the office because…

All right. Fuck it. Okay. Okay.

[music intensifies]

What are you waiting for?

Come on, Charles.

Heart of a lion.

Come on, then.

Just make sure you're buckled up for take-off.

After that, do what you like. Lie down and take a nap, if you want.

[music stops]

[faint whining of aircraft]

Have no worries, Charles.

I've parachuted out of these things a thousand times.

Here.

All right.

We'll be eating Currywurst in Römerberg before you know it.

All right! Hold tight, everybody. It's going to get pretty bumpy.

All right, jockey.

Ready to evacuate.

-You all right? -Yeah.

[wing flaps adjusting]

[engines rev up]

[engines droning]

[cabin rattling]

[engines getting louder]

[engine sound decreases]

-[sighs] -[cabin tone]

["Violin Concerto in F minor" by Vivaldi]

["Violin Concerto" continues]

-["Violin Concerto" continues] -[running water]

[birdsong]

["Violin Concerto" continues]

["Violin Concerto in F minor" by Vivaldi stops]

["Arms" by Trabant playing]

["Arms" by Trabant stops]