They both survive the crash. Then just after their terrible ordeal one of the men walks all over the entire island and comes to the conclusion that there is no food or fresh water. He goes back to where his friend is to explain their predicament.
“I’ve searched this entire island and haven’t found any food or water, we’re going to die!”
The other man says, “don’t worry, I make $100,000 a week, we’ll be fine.”
“Yes, but don’t you see, there’s nothing to eat and without water we’re doomed!”
“Like I said, I make a hundred grand each week. Don’t worry, we’ll be home in a day or two”
“Why in God’s name do you keep saying that! How the heck is your money going to help us way out here?
As the other guy sits there leaning back against the smashed plane he says with a smile “every Sunday at church I put my tithe of 10% from the $100,000 in the offering plate like the good book instructs. My minister will find me”