Narrator: Currently each claimed to be stuck in traffic behind a light aircraft that had landed on the 605 Freeway.
Michael: [on the phone] ...loving that kid too much and letting him fly the plane. And you know what? One more thing. I think I accidentally had the phone flipped around. I recorded my face the whole time, you know? Smartphone, stupid man. Pal, why don't you loop around and film this thing? Someone's got to tell the story.
Narrator: Michael hung up feeling confident he'd had the last word.
Michael: Kidding me?
George Michael: [on the phone] Missed you again, damn. But, you know, I got out of my car here, and I'm standing here now with a paramedic named Tim Ridgley... Can I record some video over there?
Man: No cameras allowed.
George Michael: No camera They're being real tight-assed about this camera thing.
Narrator: But George Michael was proving more adept at lying than anyone suspected.
George Michael: Getting back in my car now. You know, thank God we weren't on that plane.
Narrator: Which would come in handy with a woman who only knew him as George Maharis.