The rescue

“I want you to understand that the plain crashed not because of me, but because of storm !”,- cried Janet , but all her efforts to persuade John was vain.
Now they appeared to be on the desert island with no food to eat and water to drink. John was irrepressible. He attacked her with his complains again and again
“You’ve fallen on the steering-wheel!”
“Oh, yes? And it happened because you’ve pushed me!”
“Oh, really, was I? I’m sorry, but it was not me but the plain which was shaken…”
“I’ve told you, it was an accident!’”
“An accident was to hear such a person like you!”
“Shut up you all”,- said Milton.
He was very upset. Yesterday, they three rob a bank, took money and hijacked the plain. Everything was perfect before the storm, before a lightening stroke the plan, before the plain crash and now he is here, with two arguing idiots.
He looked around: the small plain was standing near with one of his chassis broken out and a solitary bird on the wing. There was nobody to save them.
“How cruel life is”, -he thought. Now he has money, a large sum of money, but he could not use it, because they will all die soon: the little island was sinking into the water. At that moment there was only a tiny strip on the shore.
Janet was crying to him something, but he didn’t hear her. It was the end.. the death has come.
Suddenly he raised his eyes and saw three boats, coming to the island. There were people inside them! They saved, oh, bless God they saved! He saved! They start to scream and made signs by the hands. Milton could not believed his eyes. But as the boats there coming near his jollity little by little vanished. He recognized these people
“…cannibals…oh dear.”