A priest and a scoutmaster were taking a boy scout on an excursion in a
small commuter plane. They were in the mountains when the engines
sputtered and died.

The pilot called from the cockpit that they were too far away from any
airports, and the mountains were too rugged to land safely. There were,
however, two parachutes on board -- but that was only enough for two out
of the four people.

The scoutmaster suggested that the priest and the boy should jump; the
boy because he had a whole life ahead of him, and the priest because he
spent his life ministering to the needy.

The priest suggested that the scoutmaster and the boy jump; the boy
because he was a kid, and the scoutmaster to help take care of him in
the woods.

While this discussion was going on, the pilot had donned a parachute. He
yelled "screw the kid, I'm gonna save myself!" He jumped.

The scoutmaster's and the priest's eyes lit up as they turned to one
another and said, simultaneously, "do you think there's time?"