The black Cadillac arrives out the front of the Airport, only to find it locked down. Wang takes one look at the police line, and needs to be restrained from trying to get through.
Egg, however squints around. There is definitely a back way somewhere...
T-800
The Terminator remains impassive. "Lock the doors, seal the windows, inform passengers minor technical malfunction." He says clearly, in a commanding, though still flat, tone. He then looks around, taking careful note of everything's location, and switches on the radio. Since 9/11, most cockpits have either an marshal aboard, or a conventional firearm...