TV show: The pun

Sir, tell me, how many of you took the time to fly?
- Well, about seven or eight.
- Months or years?
- Aircraft, Drinkins. Aircraft.

- Sir, what is you doing?
- Sawing a grenade, son.
But she explodes!
- Well, I got one too.

- But let us drink Drinking.
- Sir, let's cheers.
Drinking, we're crazy. Let me say a toast. For us - for those who are at sea.
- What's sea?
- How? You forgot, Drinkins? We fall into the ocean.

Mrs. BuCl turns out to be a nudist.
- She walks around the cabin naked?
No, she's just harping incessantly.
What is it about harping? About salvation?
- No, that she wants to walk around the salon in the Nude.

- Sir, do you think we have a chance to survive?
- There is a chance to survive - no.

Drinking, and want to hear a joke?
- Yes, sir.
- The plane was flying. Broken turbine. He fell and crashed. Funny, Drinkins?
- No, sir.
- But about us.