AIR TRAFFIC CONTROL: Can I get your name, Captain, and the number of passengers and crew on your manifest?
DALY: Uh, this is Captain William Daly. We have 191 souls on board, all of whom would love to touch down on one of your runways.
BEN: Uh, can we manage some expectations here? You said six months. You implied it would take a miracle.
GRACE: Earth to Ben. You all came back to us. You are sitting here right now, baby. A miracle just happened!
MICHAELA: How about the fact that I take off in a plane, and when I land, my mom is dead? Thanks for your condolences, by the way. How about the fact that I have no home, no phone number, not a single worldly possession...