Will: Whoo! I made it! I'm alive! I can't believe it!
Augustus: I can't believe it either. Your damn chute wasn't supposed to open.
Will: Yeah, your plane wasn't supposed to crash neither. I guess you just having an all-around bad day, huh?
Augustus: How the hell you land so close to me?
Will: I guess I'm just lucky.
Augustus: Mayday. Mayday! This is Afro-Niner 423. We've gone down. Our precise position is somewhere over some trees and rocks and stuff.