Dorothy: I wish we had more time together. Wait a minute. Wait a minute, what are we doing? The flight has been perfectly smooth. There hasn't been a hint of turbulence.
Captain: This is Captain Lord. Looks like we're running right into the eye of a tropical storm.
Dorothy: I'm a dead woman.
Captain: Unfortunately, that means we're going to turn around and return to Miami. I'm sorry for the inconvenience.