And while my dad was out cold, Barry was still fired up.
Barry, enough!
Let him have it. He's the one stuck in the middle.
In more ways than one.
No one's talking to you, Middle.
Bar, just try to focus on the good stuff, okay?
We're going to Miami together.
[ Sighs ] You're right. This is special.
It really is.
Not for me.
But I want it to be more than special.
Which is why you should be in first class.
Outta my way.
Crubbs a-comin' through!
So, look, there's something I wanted to talk to you about.
Um, this is kinda hard for me.
Surely, you can't be serious.
Actually, I am.
And don't call you Shirley? [ Chuckles ]
I set you up, but you missed that one.
It feels like you're missing it.
Uh-oh. Trouble in nerd paradise?
Barry, not now.
You two should hash things out in coach,
where commoners like yourselves stare out the window
and dream of better lives that will never materialize.
Okay, Bar, it's painfully clear
you're insecure about Ren's parents being rich.
Am not.
I don't care she has a butler with a turban,
like in "Annie."
Just take your bickering to the air slums.
Never.
Our unbreakable bond will see us through anything.
Brea, I'm sorry about all the "Airplane!" jokes.
So you'll stop and we can talk?
Of course. What's on your mind?
Hey, the fog is getting thicker.
One of the best "Airplane!" bits.
Barry knew I was powerless to the comedy
and had to finish the joke.
And Leon's getting larger!
I'm out. I'm sorry!
He set me up!
But you gotta admit it's a classic line.
Enjoy first class, Barry.
Tell Ren I'll grab a cookie, get the lay of the land,
and send for her.
While Barry was settling in,
Erica wasn't letting Geoff get comfortable.
Oh, let me give you this pillow.
Sleepy time's over. Now talk.
There's nothing to talk about!
And now I got sandwich on my Crockett pants!
Erica could care less about linen pants.
She knew she had to get Geoff to crack.
Oh, no! It's happening again!
I know you know what my mom is up to.
Windpipe so tight, but also our bodies are pressed so close.
Conflicting feelings.
Not to worry, folks. [ Chuckles ]
My boyfriend got extreme diarrhea,
but nothing I can't handle.
Geoff, do you need me to help you with your extreme diarrhea?
He's fine.
He was holding something in, but it's all out now.
What the hell is wrong with you people?
That's an adult man!
[ Groans ]
Murray.
Too many "Airplane!" jokes? Impossible.
What's impossible is how sweet the sea beef is. [ Chuckles ]
I'm gonna mow through three more and get Ren.
Yo, idiots.
Erica? How'd you get up here?
Yeah, I defeated the impenetrable security
that is a curtain with Velcro.
Listen up, because the rest of this trip is going to be hell.
Murray, are you in there?
[ Grunts ] Ohh.
Excuse me.
Um, you've over-served my husband,
and now he's trapped in the bathroom.
They're having a lot of issues in there.
[ Door handle rattles ]
I can't get it open. Something's wedged against the door.
Must be my grumpy bear.
[ Intercom chimes ]
Beverly: Excuse me.
Uh, is there a licensed locksmith on the plane?
[ Chuckles ] My husband is trapped in our bathroom.
[ Intercom dings ] Well, you better get him out, because he's the only one
that's going with you to that Bar Mitzvah.
That's right. We all know.
Geoffrey, that was our special bathroom secret!
I'm sorry, Mrs. G.
Also, I would like to announce
that I do not have extreme diarrhea.
No one cares about your jacked-up butt, Geoff!
All they care about is that our garbage mom lied to us!
[ Intercom chimes ]
Captain Roger: Folks, the PA system is for the cabin crew only.
[ Intercom chimes ] So, there's no beach.
You still get to groove to slightly out-of-date pop tunes
with middle schoolers.
No way! We're not going anywhere with you!
[ Door slams ]
This is the captain.
I can't fly with someone trapped in the lavatory.
We're making an emergency landing.
[ Passengers groan ]
Hi.
I'm Barry Goldberg, the rival stag you've been smelling.
Get back to your seats.
Surely, you can't be serious.
If you don't, I'll have you arrested.
That's... not the line.