Danny Deckchair Page #3

You went for a walk on the beach

with Sandy Upman?

Yeah.

Come on, Stuey.

Shh.

Well done, Stuey.

- That's it.

- You and your bloody ideas, mate.

You don't seriously think

you'll get off the ground, do you?

What's the big deal?

I just want to see if it works.

- Like this, see?

- Oh yeah.

Hey, it's all right by me, just

as long as we can watch the footy.

- Okay.

- Eh-eh!

- All right, Stuey, not bad.

- Wo-ooh!

Anyway,

Sandy's got bigger fish to fry.

He wants to move up from Sport

to the National News spot.

All right.

- Do these kebabs look big enough?

- Hey you, slow down...

- Hey, Danny, what are you doing?

- Trying to get back to Kansas.

Toto.

Danny, uh...

the missus.

Planning a little trip?

Look, Trudy, it's stupid.

I know that.

- He just wants to see if it'll work.

That's right.

And how do you plan

on getting back down?

- Ah, Let him fly.

- Let him go, Trudy.

Come on, Trudy, let him go.

Let him fly. Let him go.

He can go to the moon

for all I care.

Come on, you fellows.

- Nice?

- Yeah.

We're gonna feed you so full. You're never

gonna take off the ground.

Well, despite a four goal lead

so early on...

...right back into this game and

the Demons now are on four goals 3.27...

- And it's five goals 4.34...

- Oh my God.

Wow!

- Get on there. Come here.

- Go on.

Let's go. Think we have

enough of these, mate?

I swear he's born

and bred like this.

Here we go.

That might not make the distance.

Goal!

The scissors.

Use the sci...

Ooh, Danny!

- He was supposed to have them with him.

- Danny!

Danny!

There he is.

There is the... There he is!

I can't see him.

It works.

Well don't just stand there.

Trudy, get out of the car.

Come on, get out of the car.

- Quick, quick, come on.

- Hey, Trudy, Trudy!

- Come on.

- Trudy, calm down. Trudy!

- Trudy, come here. It's all right.

- What are we supposed to do?

- He's on a what?

- Yeah, yeah, I know.

- Give me air traffic control.

- There's something up there.

- Yeah, we got it.

- What is it?

You're not gonna believe this.

Close runway two.

We have an

unidentified craft in sector K.

Divert all flight paths

in that sector.

Bugger.

Hope he packed a raincoat.

That was close.

- He's gone.

- We lost him.

- I don't know exactly what happened.

- He just... You know, went up.

- Okay, I'll just...

- You guys should just do something.

We put out a statewide APB.

But there's not much more

we can do. I hope he comes back.

- No, I'll stay and help her clean up.

- You sure?

- Pull the TV in from the back.

- Did the Swans win?

Yeah.

Hi, what exactly happened here?

Did you have any indications

that he wouldn't let go?

Yeah-ah!

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