A brief discussion

Who: Cerebrum, marooned people
> "Ok" said Chrysler.."Now I'M the one with the gun, and you guys
> gotta realise..without me you aint getting off of this rock......"
"You are making that statement because you are the only skilled pilot
in the group, correct?" Cerebrum said, leaning against the vehicle.
"Yes," Jay responded.
"So why would you be essential to us getting off the planet? A pilot
is only useful if we have a shuttle for him to pilot. We don't have a
shuttle, ergo, we have no way of getting off the planet. Our only
hope is that someone will follow up on the registered flight path to
the planet and rescue us when they notice that the chief psychiatrist
is missing. You did file a flight plan, didn't you?"
"I didn't even know where we were going."
"So that means that with no flight plan filed, they have no idea
where we are. That means we have very little chance of rescue, unless
the captain snaps out of his amnesia. Then he'll probably order a
search to find me, so he can talk to me about my two and a half
million dollarpound budget."
"WHAT!!!!!?????" screamed Dr Keto, at a sound that's loudness could
only be equalled by nuclear weaponry.
"Oh, didn't I tell you?" Cerebrum told Keto, savoring the moment.
This was the third happiest moment in Cerebrum's life, "The captain
okayed a budget increase for me. I'm having the new psychiatric
offices upgraded. Seven floors of psychiatric equipment."
"You can't do that! It's unethical, making the captain increase your
budget when he's suffering from amnesia!" Dr Keto yelled at Cerebrum.
"You're just upset that you didn't think of it first," Cerebrum said.