| 00:00 - 00:03 | The plan is as follows: Belgocontrol will concentrate |
| 00:04 - 00:05 | all arrivals in the Diekirch hold, from where |
| 00:05 - 00:07 | they will perform standard ILS approches. |
| 00:08 - 00:12 | This will enable us to get rid of the APP unit, |
| 00:12 - 00:15 | and reallocate all the staff to Apron Control. |
| 00:17 - 00:19 | Very good. With the Gaichel Agreement |
| 00:19 - 00:21 | and the support of the Minister, Belgocontrol will approve of our plan shortly. |
| 00:24 - 00:26 | Herr Direktor f.f..... |
| 00:27 - 00:28 | Belgocontrol.. |
| 00:31 - 00:33 | Belgocontrol are not interested in our plan. |
| 00:34 - 00:36 | They say it is a crappy plan. |
| 00:53 - 00:58 | Clori, Mathieu, Hiertz and Rathje to remain in the room. |
| 01:13 - 01:15 | It was an order! |
| 01:15 - 01:17 | I ordered you to execute the plan! |
| 01:18 - 01:23 | You were told to cheat, lie and deceive in order to implement the plan! |
| 01:25 - 01:28 | I gave you everything to succeed. |
| 01:29 - 01:31 | You were given jobs, titles, laptops... |
| 01:31 - 01:34 | I even had a coffee machine set up in the kitchen. |
| 01:34 - 01:37 | You are a bunch of treacherous incompetent cretins. |
| 01:37 - 01:40 | Every single one of you. |
| 01:40 - 01:42 | Herr Direktor f.f., I cannot accept your... |
| 01:42 - 01:46 | Clori! You are the biggest moron of them all! A total loser! |
| 01:46 - 01:48 | Herr Direktor f.f., that is unacceptable... |
| 01:53 - 01:54 | You complete moron! |
| 01:56 - 01:57 | You think you are something special |
| 01:57 - 02:00 | with your fancy flowcharts and years |
| 02:00 - 02:03 | of worthless education just to learn how to use excel. |
| 02:04 - 02:08 | I gave you contracts! Some of you even got 5 year contracts! |
| 02:08 - 02:13 | All these years of conspiration and ass kissing... |
| 02:14 - 02:16 | All for nothing! |
| 02:17 - 02:21 | I should have fired you! Every last one of you! |
| 02:27 - 02:29 | I never went to University. |
| 02:30 - 02:34 | Yet I succeeded in becoming the Direktor f.f., |
| 02:34 - 02:36 | in spite of my total incompetence. |
| 02:41 - 02:42 | Idiots. |
| 02:43 - 02:47 | Right from the beginning I knew you were incompetent idiots. |
| 02:48 - 02:53 | I wanted to become a real Direktor, without the "f.f." |
| 02:54 - 02:56 | I even had to make a deal |
| 02:56 - 02:59 | with those halfwits of the Guilde. |
| 03:00 - 03:02 | "Give us 30 controllers", they said, "and you shall become the Direktor!" |
| 03:04 - 03:07 | Don't worry Carole, it will be ok. |
| 03:14 - 03:16 | All these years of lying, empty promises, |
| 03:19 - 03:23 | kissing ass and manipulating ministers... |
| 03:25 - 03:26 | All for nothing |
| 03:31 - 03:33 | The plan is doomed. |
| 03:40 - 03:46 | They will make me go back to the Met Office. |
| 03:46 - 03:49 | but that would be too much to bear. |
| 03:53 - 03:56 | Bloody LACA. |
