Mercy Mission: The Rescue of Flight 7711993

Gordon Vette:
Ladies and gentlemen? Ladies and gentlemen! May I have your attention please? I'm Captain Vette. Don't be alarmed, there's nothing wrong with this plane. But, we do have a rather unusual circumstance here. We have received a distress call from an American pilot, flying a light plane somewhere in this area. His instruments have malfunctioned and he doesn't know where he is. He's lost. He's running out of fuel. But Pacific called us, and asked if we could assist him. Now, there's no danger to us. We have plenty of fuel. With your permission, I would like to try and find him.

Enthusiastic Man:
Well, let's go for it!

Little Margaret:
Mister Captain, how did he get so lost?

Gordon Vette:
Come here, darling. I'll try to show everybody. Now, you make believe that you're that little lost plane. How would you do that?

Gordon Vette:
Terrific. Okay. Turn around. Now, you've been flying straight for hours. Hours and hours. And, a mean old crosswind comes up and tries to roll you away from your destination so...

Gordon Vette:
Come on, here, son. You play that mean old crosswind. You try to veer her off course.

Gordon Vette:
That a boy! But the pilot was smart. Bigger than t the crosswind. Flying against it. But he got fooled, because the crosswind suddenly stopped.

Gordon Vette:
The instruments on the pilot's craft didn't warn him. Now, the little plane was flying as hard as he could against nothing! What do you think happened?

Little Margaret:
He flew that way.

Gordon Vette:
That's right. And so he must be somewhere over there.

Nervous Man:
But, what was he doing out there, flying around without any navigation equipment?

Gordon Vette:
He has an instrument called Automatic Direction Finder, but it's malfunctioning.

Enthusiastic Man:
Oh yeah! Bloody mess!

Gordon Vette:
What do you say? Should we give it a try?

Gordon Vette:
All right! Look out there, everybody! Gotta be somewhere! And thank you!

Vanessa Cross:
Gordon, you are an old smoothie!