Neal:
What's the flight situation?
Del:
Simple. There's no way on earth we're going to get out of here tonight. We'd have more luck playing pickup sticks with our butt-cheeks than we will getting a flight out of here before daybreak.
Neal:
I guess we'll find out soon enough.
Del:
Yeah, but by the time the airline cancels this flight, which they will sooner or later, you'd have more of a chance to find a three-legged ballerina than you would a hotel room.
Neal:
Are you saying I could be *stuck* in Wichita?
Del:
I'm saying you *are* stuck in Wichita.
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