So RandomInstructor comes out to tell the kids that the results are in, and that they changed right at the end. He says he can tell that some people paid a lot of attention in school while some played a lot of "Pac Man." He uses that example not because he's un-hip, but because that's the latest video game South Africa has received. He mentions Theo during this last reference. Theo makes a joke, telling the boys that the guy just called him "Pac Man, dude," and that he thinks the guy is trying to "initiate [him] as some sort of flying instrument today." I know. It's hard to follow when you watch it, too. He's suggesting that RandomInstructor is gay and has the hots for Theo. How childish, making fun of someone by suggesting they might be homosexual! Can you imagine? Graphic of Stupid reads, "The Results Are In," and the kids all head into the teaching room. Anthony lies, telling everyone that they did very well, and that he'd feel comfortable letting anyone go up in the plane based on their performance. But they have to pick three, so third place is James. Laterrian fucking cracks me up by going floaty and saying, "James can't even drive the RV, don't give the boy a jet. I mean, if anything, don't even give the brother a bicycle." Hee. Theo comes in second place and Kathryn is first. She's surprised. Holly claps once and leaves the room. Msaada floats, teary, that she's disappointed but understands since she wasn't able to fly the simulator well. Holly is outside. James is on a green payphone. He calls his dad. Holly walks out onto the tarmac where the planes are kept. Back to James, telling his dad that he gets to fly a fighter jet. Back to Holly, walking towards the planes. Ooh, she's flipped out and she's going to hotwire one and take off! Oh, no. She just stares, Music of Disappointed Non-Flyers playing, the wind whipping her short hair. Feh. And...commercial. At minute eight. Not good, people. Not good. As I fast-forward through the commercial, my cat's lawyer hands me papers suing me for "neglect" and "emotional distress due to defendant's constant crying each week as Monday approaches." I show him thirty seconds of Road Rules. He tears up the papers and draws me a bath.