Alexis: Motion sickness pills. Did you get the tracking thing done to whatever you needed to do?

Jax: Barely. (pointing) That's Helena's chopper over there. It's taking off. We'll give it a couple of minutes and then we'll follow, okay?

Alexis pours some pills in her hand and swallows them without water.

Alexis: Did you happen to see a map that might give us a clue as to where we might be going in this flying car seat?

Jax: Anywhere within a 500-mile range of Cairo.

Alexis: Why did she have to switch to a helicopter? She knows that I'm terrified of helicopters. Terrified of any small aircraft. And then she'll probably go from here to some war zone and catch a hot-air balloon, and then it'll probably be a hang-glider. Meanwhile, you'll be having the time of your life and I will slowly be driven insane. Death by insanity due to travel by small aircraft. That's it, you know. (turns to Jax) That's how she's going to kill me.

Jax: You didn't call Ned, did you?

Alexis: No. And he is going to be very, very worried.

Jax: Good, because there's a risk she might've tapped his phone.

Alexis: Why are we doing this?

Jax: (laughing) This is the fun part!

Alexis: I am more convinced than ever that I am going to die, and all you can say is, "This is the fun part"?

Jax: Stick with me, Alexis, you'll learn what fun is.

She looks nervous and takes more motion sickness pills.

{Next Scene}

Jax: (pointing to the screen) See that blip? That's Helena's helicopter.

Alexis: So that means we're going West?

Jax: Right.

Alexis: Over the Sahara?

Jax: Uh-huh. Want to know the bad news?

Alexis: (quickly) No.

Jax: I think I know why she switched to helicopters -- they can fly a lot lower, get below the radar.

Alexis: What radar?

Jax: Well, if we don't turn around soon, we're going to enter into Libyan airspace.

Alexis: (panicked) Turn!

Jax: What?

Alexis: If you take me into Libya, Ned will be very, very angry.

Jax: Do you want me to turn back?

Alexis: No. So you didn't tell me where you got this damn helicopter, anyway. Where'd you get it?

Jax: A gambling buddy of mine happens to be a shiek. Just say we prevail. What are you going to do with all the Cassadine money?

Alexis: I don't care about the money. This has nothing to do with the money. It's the principle of the thing. I want my identity.

Jax: So you're risking your life at Helena's hands for the principle?

Alexis: You're doing it for the sheer thrill of it. Who's crazier? (Jax laughs) I've put a lot of time and concentrated effort in having to reinvent myself. Alexis Davis -- strong, capable, ultramodern attorney. Underneath the power suit lies frightened, neglected Alexis Davidovich.

Jax: Still?

Alexis: (pointedly) Don't tell anyone.

Jax: So tying yourself to this miserable bunch you call a family -- that will help you?

Alexis: What else do I have to tie myself to?

Jax: But why do you have to tie it to anyone?

Alexis: Because I'm not a Davidovich. I'm a Cassadine. That's the whole point.

{Next Scene}

Alexis: I don't really expect you to be able to what I'm saying. You've always been accepted. You haven't had to fight for your place in the scheme of things.

Jax: No, that's not true. I suffered loss and regrets. I just don't see the point in bogging myself down with that. The Jacks' philosophy has always been, "If you don't know what to do, just keep doing what would come next, and you'll get there." I mean, as you well know, my family is hardly perfect or ideal.

Alexis: Yours lie and defraud. Mine kill.

Jax nervously checks something on the instrument panel.

Alexis: (worried) What?

Jax: Looks like Helena's helicopter dropped altitude again.

A red light starts to flash.

Alexis: What's wrong?

The engine starts to sputter.

Alexis: (reaching up to hold onto something above her) Jax? Jax? Say everything's going to be okay.

Jax doesn't answer while he attempts to get the helicopter under control.

{Next Scene}

Jax hands the radio transmitter to Alexis.

Jax: Alexis, pull the button on the right! Push it.

Alexis: Which button?

Jax: Call in a mayday.

Alexis: Mayday!

Jax: This is helicopter, four, two, zero, alpha, charlie, six.

Alexis: (into radio) This is helicopter, (to Jax) what?

Jax: Four, two, zero, alpha, charlie, six.

Alexis: Four, two, zero, alpha, charlie, six.

Jax: Approximately 900 kilometers west of Cairo.

Alexis: We are approximately --

Jax: 900 kilometers west of Cairo.

Alexis: Nine kilometers west of Cairo.

Jax: And bearing 2-6-8.

Alexis: We're bearing two -- two -- (she puts the transmitter in front of Jax to speak)

Jax: And bearing 2-6-8, going down from 8,500 feet. Mayday, mayday! Damn.

Alexis: What?!

Jax: It's not transmitting.

Alexis: What, the radio?

Jax: You got your seat belt secure?

Alexis: What's wrong with the motor?

Jax: It's not getting any fuel, even though it says we've got plenty.

There is a loud thumping noise.

Alexis: What was that?

Jax: Hold on! We're going down!

Alexis reaches her arms up to brace herself on the ceiling of the helicopter.

Alexis: (terrified and crying) Oh, my god! Oh, my god! Oh, my god!