[first lines]
[a two-seater plane is flying over snow-capped mountains]
Harold:
For heaven's sake, Wendy - look for an airport. Will you look for the airport?
Diana Barrie:
Oh don't make such a fuss. Just put it down on a mountain.
Harold:
What do you mean 'just put it down'? I'm lucky I can keep it up. I told you I never flew before.
Diana Barrie:
Don't shout at me - I'm a first-class passenger.
Harold:
You're a first class lunatic. It's all over Wendy - our relationship has a quarter of a tank to go.
Diana Barrie:
Yes, but - you do love me, don't you Harold? I know this is an awkward time to bring it up, but I must know, for our future.
[plane suddenly plummets]
Harold:
Whoa-a-a-a!
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