Flying back from Morocco in a Fortuna Industries’ jet, Gordnauld recalls the last conversation he had with his now comatosed father…
Stockon: “Sometimes Gordnauld, I think that all you really want in life is to have my approval. Maybe with that alone, you would have the quiet contentment that seemed to elude you throughout your youth.”
Gordnauld smiles at him.
Stockon: “You can’t imagine how disappointed that makes me feel.”
Gordnauld is shaken roughly out of his daydreams by Rentwich.
Rentwich: “Did you hear what I just said Gordnauld? We’re going to crash!”