Abraham Lincoln and Tom Hanks are stuck in Stranded Ferris Wheel Ride and forced to have a deep conversation.

Here's the conversation:

Lincoln: Well, Mr. Hanks, seems we've found ourselves in a rather elevated predicament, doesn't it? A bit like governing, I reckon, stuck between heaven and earth.

Hanks: (Chuckles warmly) You know, Mr. President, it reminds me of a movie set, only the script has gone missing and the director is nowhere to be found.

Lincoln: Perhaps the script is written in the silence, waiting to be discovered, like the moral compass within each of us.

Hanks: I like that, sir. Maybe this forced stillness is a chance to truly *see* each other, not just as characters, but as fellow travelers.

Lincoln: Indeed. For aren't we all, in the grand tapestry of existence, just trying to weave a thread of meaning, however small?

Hanks: Meaning, yeah. It's what I'm always searching for in a role, that flicker of humanity that connects us all.

Lincoln: A house divided cannot stand, Mr. Hanks, and neither can a soul fractured by a lack of purpose.

Hanks: So, we gotta find that purpose, right? Even if it's just helping someone else find theirs along the way.

Lincoln: That's it exactly. To lift others, Mr. Hanks, is to elevate ourselves. A rising tide lifts all boats, as they say.

Hanks: (Smiling) Well said, Mr. President. Maybe this Ferris wheel ain't so bad after all. Just a little time to reflect, and maybe write a new scene or two.