The Independence Air flight prepares to leave. Linzes, Weavers, Schroeders, Godlewskis, Aiellos. Bransens and Gaghans catch the oh-so-critically two minutes behind US Air flight. Later, the Paolos look at a road atlas of South Carolina. DJ storms in and berates his parents for…looking at a map. It just makes no sense. When his mother asks him, fairly reasonably, to lower the attitude, DJ gets all snotty, going, "I just don't feel like getting yelled at like a two-year-old." Hey, genius? Don't want to get yelled at like a two-year-old? Don't act like one. God. "My family apparently has many mood swings," Brian observes. I think I do dislike and blame him the least, out of all these people. Which is nice, because he's not too old to be salvageable, which I would think he would work hard at, if only to avoid killing his dating life forever. DJ is nice enough to say in an interview that if his mother weren't his mother, she'd be his worst enemy. So apparently, she's getting treated extra-nicely because they're related. I suppose if they weren't, he would actually throw trash or something. On the plane, DJ bitches about her some more.