(after the plane stalls out)
Augustus: Uh-oh. The engine's dead!
Will: What?! (not surprised) Yeah. Oh, so I guess we're going down, huh?
Augustus: Faster than a bucket of chicken at Oprah's!
Will: Oh, so I should probably just confess all the nasty things I've done with your daughter, huh? Especially seein' as how in any second now, we're gonna be splattering all over those mountains down there.
(Augustus opens the plane door and is about to jump)
Will: Lemme tell you somethin', man. I'm from Philly. You have to wake up pretty early in the mornin' to get me with some ol'...
(the door slams, and Will looks behind him to see that Augustus is gone)
Will: Dad? Mr. Adams? Mr. Adams!
(he stays still and thinks, until he screams while the plane flies down)