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  <subtitle>I can see the airport from here, and I think I know enough to at least get us on the ground in one piece. Well, maybe two or three, but we might be able to walk away from it.&amp;quot;

&amp;quot;Steve, are you sure?&amp;quot; Kate asked.

&amp;quot;No, I'm not sure about it! What else can we do though? What I really need is a licensed pilot! Go check on Trax.&amp;quot;

Kate walked back to the passenger area of the plane. &amp;quot;He's alive, but his pulse is weak and he's not moving. You're gonna have to do this, Steve. Can you do it?&amp;quot;

Steve fumbled through the aircraft checklist, trying to remember how to land the plane. &amp;quot;Why didn't I pay more attention?! Damn! Here, O.K., first I gotta slow 'er down. He pulled back the throttle and watched as the airspeed indicator dropped.&amp;quot;

&amp;quot;We're all gonna die!&amp;quot; Susan screamed. &amp;quot;It's pointless to even try! It's fate! We're gonna crash and burn together in one big beautiful ball of flame, Katie-bear!&amp;quot;

&amp;quot;Will you shut her up, for crying out loud?!&amp;quot; Steve said. He flipped on the radio to drown out Susan's voice.</subtitle>
  <updated>2008-07-08T16:16:22Z</updated>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Gonna Die</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;If I was Kate and I survived the plane crash, I would never talk to Susan again. She&amp;#8217;s a complete nutcase.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-07-08T16:16:22Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>thebetweenspace</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Gonna Die</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt; THX  is totally right. I don&amp;#8217;t think that relationship is working out for them.&lt;br /&gt;LoA&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-06-07T17:02:58Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Blusparrow</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Gonna Die</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Susan is classic nutty, even romanticizing a fiery death in a &amp;#8216;beautiful&amp;#8217; ball of fire.  Drama queen.  Definitely time to reexamine that relationship.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-06-07T11:43:44Z</published>
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      <name>THX 0477</name>
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