Outside, Linda and Karen arrive. It appears that they pay their driver in full, despite the oil problems. Go figure. Inside, they sadly note that they are all alone on the last plane. "Here we go again," they moan. Indeed, they are the Bad News Bowlers.
Unsurprisingly, Colin's taxi driver is not finished, as he has now brought a police officer, which is exactly what you should expect if you pull this kind of thing. Whether or not what Colin is doing is theft in a technical sense, which I can't speak to as a non-expert on Tanzanian criminal law, it's certainly theft in spirit, and I'd get a cop, too. A discussion ensues in which a lady at the airport who translates for Colin tries her best to tell him that the thing to do here is to finish his business with the cab driver and get on with his damn life, but that's not happening. Colin goes back to his "I'm happy to give him fifty dollars" routine. "Not fifty dollars," the woman tells him. "He wants one hundred." "Well, that's too bad," Colin says, turning back to the driver. "You can take fifty dollars, or you can take nothing." "I don't need fifty dollars," the driver says. "I need one hundred dollars." "Well, I'm not giving you a hundred dollars," Colin says. "You can bring any policeman you want down here, okay? You can bring the president of your country down here, and I'll be glad to talk to him." Considering that, as I understand it, said president was responsible for little things like, you know, reforming the entire political system, I don't suspect it would be a huge problem to deal with the likes of you, you sputtering dumb-ass. Colin repeats that driving two hours on the spare tire was "unsafe." Which is why when the cab broke down, Colin insisted on calling another one like Linda and Karen did, rather than just borrowing another spare and risking his life in that very, very unsafe situation. Oh, wait. He didn't. Aaanyway, Colin, the cop, and the cabbie go outside to continue their chat, and the cop invites Colin to the police station. Chant with me! Here we go: Throw him in the clink! Throw him in the clink! Anyway, Colin asks how far the station is, and the cop points out that it's kind of right over there, meaning that the guy is probably airport police as opposed to the regular kind. Which is probably lucky for Colin.