"Once the plane takes off it cannot ever land again in Hungary."

The Russian operator stared at the third dot on the radar screen.

The radio screamed, "Land right away! We have orders to shoot you down!"

Sebes hit the Balding Man hard.

An all-out brawl broke out...

And then, all hell broke loose.

As the plane kept tilting, Kolta held onto Edit's ankle for dear life.

The agent collapsed. "Pull up the plane! Now!"

"See you in Hell!" he shouted to the guards

"Can you fly?" "Sure, if you tell me what all these buttons are for!"

"Are you mad? Flying over the Alps in this weather? With no fuel, navigation or radio!"

The solid forest suddenly opened up.

Holy crap! Who are you people?