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The lesson here is don't order a vegan meal on a slow plane to China, not if you don't want to be poisoned. And if the only available meal on business class has come from a man in handcuffs, be seriously worried. Pity the young businessman who boards the plane, settles into his business class seat and finds the only available meal for him is one allocated to a man in handcuffs who prefers to get tanked on gin and claims not to have touched the vegan repast he offers. The businessman then feels unwell and has to be rescued from the toilet by a steward only to collapse with a suspected heart attack.

And don't expect to survive treatment from the only doctor on the plane, a man who at first looks drowsy after a hard night's clubbing where he claims to have been stabbed before being involved in a car crash from which he escaped, allegedly leaving behind a dead girl, to get an earlier flight to London only to be arrested, questioned and put back on a plane to China. A sudden spurt of energy sees him chased through the airport. Drowning his sorrows with gin, would you trust him to save the life of a dying man whom he diagnosed as having a heart attack? CPR from a drunk wielding a defibrillator leaves a young man dead. The doctor goes through the dead man's jacket and bag, notices his own vegan meal and suspects poisoning to be the cause of death. But was the victim meant to be the doctor? Or could the businessman have been a decoy victim?

Certainly, it is one way to escape a long tedious flight and for an actor to escape further involvement in an absurd plot in a minimally acted drama. Maybe ordering that poisoned vegan meal wasn't such a bad move.