business.
I'm sure he knows what he's doing.
Honey, just ask him.
Oh, all right.
- How much farther is it?
- I don't know.
A couple more inches, I think.
If I could just find a hole.
- Just find the island, okay?
- Get back to your seat!
There's a break in the clouds!
I'm going for it!
We're out! We're out!
Now where the hell's the airport?
Isn't that the runway?
Jeez, I hope not. If that runway
was any shorter, it'd be a patio.
Just land this plane!
Stall out! Stall out!
- I don't hear any engines.
- Maybe it's a glider.
I'd like to thank you
and ask that you remain seated...
with your seatbelt securely fastened...
until the aircraft has come
to a complete... Brake pressure!
Bushes!
All right! Okay!
I made it!
- I made it!
- What's your name?
I made it! Okay!
- Remind me to get a new pilot.
- Did you see that?
- You bet.
- Let's go.
One, two, three, showtime.
Sol, what is it? Are you all right?
You look like you ate a ghost.
- Someone paid his taxes.
- Who?
The fireman, Moniker.
What kind of name is Moniker?
Sol, I hope we're not
gonna blow this thing...
just because some hippies want to do
bed-and-breakfast on the beach.
- Sol, you gotta get them out of there.
- I will chew on their livers.
Please, Sol, I hate liver. Relax.
What do you want?
You want heat prostration?
We'll work it out.
They'll be gone in no time.
It'll take more than paint and new grass
on the roof to turn that place around.
Come on, they're waiting for us.
- Did you enjoy the trip?
- No, I didn't.
Really?
Terry, I think you'll find
when you travel a little bit more...
that things are different
here in the Third World.
- Actually, I travel a lot.
- Really? What do you do?
I review resorts and hotels
for The New York Times travel section.
- No.
- Yes.
Enjoy.
I'll handle this. I'll look after it.
Hey, red, what do you say,
you want to join us for a colada?
Frankly, I'd rather be drawn and quartered.
Kinky!
Drawn and quartered. I think
we're going to need two other guys.
Forget her. Snob city.
Besides, all the good k'nish
is already on the beach. Let's unpack.
- Yeah, you're right.
- I gotta get a tan.
- Dynamite rays, man.
- Dynamite rays.
I'm gonna be schvar in two minutes here.
This latitude is good for me.
What do you think
of those two over there?
- They're nice. They look nice.
- Nice?
Forget nice. My mother's nice.
- What are you staring at?
- You told me look, I'm...
Don't stare at them. They're gonna
come over and start talking to us.
Will you relax?
- Where's your subtlety?
- Where's your blood pressure? Putz.
Those hairy guys have been looking at us.
Jackie, don't be pathetic, okay?
There's got to be more to do here
than just lie on a beach...
waiting for strange guys to talk to us.
Well, I'm going to go talk to them.
Hi. Could you do me a favor?
Could you put some lotion on my back?
I don't think so.
I don't want to get my hands all greasy.
We may grab a sandwich in a few minutes.
- Maybe later on.
- Much later.
- Okay. See you later.
- Have fun.
Why don't you be a little nicer?
lf we haven't scored by Thursday...
those two scrags
are going to start looking pretty good.
- Well, what'd they say?
- Oh, they're kind of shy.
Yeah, right.
Randy, there's no water.
The towels are stolen from other hotels,
and there's no soap.
There's no complimentary shampoo.
There's no complimentary sewing kit.
- There's no shower cap.
- It's the same room, all right.
They must've shot it from way up here
with a wide-angled lens.
Maybe a fisheye or something like that.
It's huge in the picture.
I'm gonna sue him.
Randy, this place isn't air-conditioned.
I don't see any little switches.
No little vents.
- I don't believe it.
- Not a word about air conditioning.
I just assumed it.
Well, we'll just have to live with it.
Randy, you do not save a marriage
without air conditioning.
Oh, God.
Did you need to take a leak?
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