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Polly: Captain Stickler, they're hijacking the plane! They want us to land in a foreign country!
Stacy: Which one?
Polly: Both of them!
Stacy: Which country?
Russell: [nauseated] Wyoming.
Stacy and Bradley: Wyoming?
Lance: Wyoming?
Russell: What?
Lance: Wyoming's not a country, it's a town!
[Polly opens a map titled “Beautiful Wyoming”.]
Polly: Wyoming, home of the Grand Teton and Devils Tower National Monument.
Stacy: Wyoming it is.
Bradley: Stacy! You're not supposed to just give in.
Stacy: Got a plan B, B-Man.
Bradley: Oh yeah, right.
Stacy: Hey, you! Terrorists!
Lance and Russell: What?
Stacy: On the way to Wyoming, you guys mind if we stop off at Mr. Gristle?
[Lance and Russell glance at each other excitedly as they imagine a clown (presumably the mascot of Mr. Gristle) winking and holding a tray with a burger, fries, and a cup of soda on it. Lance and Russell lick their lips and nod their heads eagerly. Bradley writes on his clipboard.]
Bradley: Negotiating with terrorists? Very interesting.
Stacy: Who's negotiating? This is a secret weapon.
Bradley: Huh?
Stacy: [offscreen] You'll see.
Stacy: I have a list of demands from a really smelly gang of international terrorists.
[Lance and Russell stick their heads out the window. Russell nods his head as Lance speaks.]
Lance: Two double Gut Bombs with onions and extra Soaker sauce.
Stacy: No thanks. We're in a bit of a hurry.
Stacy: Never hijack a plane on an empty tummy, I always say.
[Stacy smiles smugly as a burp is heard from offscreen. Lance and Russell (sprawled out) are in their seats, holding their bloated stomachs. Lance groans and shakes his head as his stomach gurgles.]
Russell: Yeah.
[Russell groans exaggeratedly and shakes his head as his stomach gurgles. He farts.]
Bradley: Maybe so, but… [presses a button on the intercom] what about the hostages?
Dill: A packet of peanuts, please! Or a pile of pretzels at least! Perhaps a piece of pecan pie! Just put it on a plate and pass it over here! Maybe a pair of peaches or a piece of pear. I'd settle for a plastic pan full of pickles at that point.
Dill: [offscreen] Guess I passed the test, huh?
Bradley: I guess so.
Stacy: Thought so.
Polly: [offscreen] Warning! Warning!
[Stacy looks at Polly, concerned. Polly jumps and points to the lavatory frantically.]
Polly: Russell's been in the lavatory ever since they finished their Gut Bombs!
[Stacy, Bradley, Frank and Polly watch as green energy emits from inside the lavatory. The sound of a toilet flushing is heard and the lavatory door expands. The kids and Frank watch in shock as the door continues to expand until the lavatory explodes, causing the airplane to spiral downward uncontrollably. Smoke emits from its engines. An alarm blares.]
Stacy: Mayday! Mayday!