The next morning...
"Looks like we're over Florida." said Jeff.
"Sweet" said Calvin.
"Crab cake, Murray?" said Charles Wallace.
"No thanks, Charles. I can't eat that sort of thing while pregnant" said Murray.
"Oh yeah. Jeff?" said Charles Wallace.
"Sure" said Jeff.
But then the guys heard a sudden crashing sound.
"What was that?" said Charles Wallace.
"I dunno" said Calvin.
"Oh no!" said Anthony.
"Oh what?" Greg, Murray and Jeff responded.
"Oh no!"
"Oh what?"
"Oh no!"
"Oh what?"
"We're falling out of the sky" said Anthony.
"We're gonna crash!" said Greg.
"Ooh, I think I'm gonna be sick!" said Murray holding his tummy.
Sam moved toward the cockpit.
"Come on, guys!" she said.
"What?" said Calvin.
"I have an idea" Sam said.
"Sam, no!" Murray shouted.
He tried to run after the kids but the baby was really acting up so he couldn't.
"Jeff? What are you doing?" said Anthony.
"I'm writing my will out on an airsick bag! I'm leaving everything to the kids in case they survive. They're our best friends." Jeff sobbed.
Sam and the boys sat in front of the plane's controls.
"Mayday, mayday!" Sam yelled into the radio phone.
Nothing happened.
"The radio's dead. And the engine's failed." said Sam.
"Oy! Charles Wallace, we're gonna have to monitor the instrument panel" said Calvin.
"What? We're too young to know these things" said Charles Wallace.
"There's a clearing up ahead!" said Sam.
She started landing the plane.
"I should have eaten that extra crab cake" said Charles Wallace.
"THAT's your final thought?!" Calvin yelled.
"Yes! They were very good!" Charles Wallace yelled back.
Then Sam controlled the plane so that it was literally diving down to the clearing.
"Hang on!" she said.
And the plane crashed.
