Flightplan

Kyle:
Have you seen my daughter?

Fiona:
Are you in the airline business?

Kyle:
What?

Fiona:
You seem to know our aircraft design...

Kyle:
Yeah, I'm an engineer... I work for EliginAir.

Fiona:
Based in Berlin?

Kyle:
Look, I know you're here just to keep me calm, but the problem is not that I'm anxious, the problem is that my daughter is missing and no one can tell me where the hell she is!

[pause]

Kyle:
I'm sorry... so you have any kids?

Fiona:
Do nieces count?

Kyle:
[with a forced laugh] Yeah, almost.

[last lines]

Julia:
Are we there yet?

Kyle:
Not yet. Almost. Here. Hop on up.

Captain Rich:
Miss Pratt, there are 425 passengers on this flight who are not receiving any attention at the moment because every one of my flight attendants are looking for a child that none of them believe was ever on board! If you think we could be doing more to meet your needs, then I suggest you take it up with customer service after we land.

Carson:
Hey! Your husband didn't jump off that roof! He flew!

Carson:
The only piece of evidence is this [gesturing] tall, and will soon be vaporised!

Julia:
What kind of food do they have?

Kyle:
On the airplane?

Julia:
In America. Grandma and Grandpa.

Kyle:
The best!

Julia:
Do they have toast?

Kyle:
[chuckles] Of course.

Carson:
What are you going to do? Blow us both up?

Kyle:
No. Just you.

[to Kyle]

Carson:
Hey, are you watching this movie? Not too funny. 'Course at 36,000 feet, you can't just up and walk out of the theater, can you?

Stephanie:
[after opening the avionics hatch] This is really silly.

Captain Rich:
This is procedure.

Stephanie:
Captain.

[Fiona hands her a flashlight]

Stephanie:
Thanks.

Fiona:
A six-year-old girl... climbing into avionics?

Kyle:
There's nine closets on this plane. Right? There's four up and there's five down. And nobody's checked any of them. There's seven galleys, there's the crew quarters, there's the holds. And kids can find places like that!

Carson:
You just scared the sh*t out of 400 passengers, people who didn't plan on spending the night in Newfoundland!

Carson:
You know, people will think what I *tell* them to think. That's how authority works.

[to his children, as they have a pillow fight]

Mr. Loud:
I wish you guys would do that with bricks once in a while. That way it would end faster!

[repeated line]

Kyle:
Where's Julia?

[first lines]

Mortuary Director:
[in German, subtitled] Would you like a moment of privacy before the casket is sealed?

Kyle:
[hesitantly] Okay.

Kyle:
[to Carson] Where is she? WHERE DID YOU PUT HER?

Stephanie:
[over the public address] Ladies and gentlemen, I'm sorry to interrupt, but we've got a first to report. It seems our aircraft is big enough to lose a child in. Her name is Julia Pratt, six years old, she is wearing a navy blue jumper. If she's anywhere near you or perhaps playing with one of your kids, please press the call button now. We've got an anxious mom up here. Thank you.

Therapist:
She needs a moment on her own.

Carson:
Is she any kind of threat to herself?

Therapist:
No, no. No, no.

Carson:
Should I take her belt and shoelaces?

Captain Rich:
[coldly] A teddy bear does not constitute an inaccurate passenger manifest.

Captain Rich:
I am responsible for the safety of every passenger on this plane - [looks at Kyle] even the delusional ones!

Obaid:
[Obaid has had to prove to most of the passengers he didn't kidnap Kyle's daughter] Satisfied? Then I guess you'll have to find a few other Arabs to harass.