Arctic Air (2012–…): Season 1, Episode 7 - Vancouver Is Such a Screwed Up City - full transcript
Bobby's old life in Vancouver comes back to haunt him when he travels south with Mel and Krista to buy a new plane.
Previously on Arctic Air...
Hey!
Walk away.
The deal stinks.
He's been stripping parts
off the one.
You're telling me
we have one-and-a-half DC-3s?
Closer to
one and three-quarters.
When you heading
back to Vancouver?
A few days.
Didn't you say that
a few days ago?
My daughter's
porkin' him.
They think they're
keeping it secret.
So not gonna happen...
What are you so afraid of?
Is it
because of Bobby?
Hey! All right,
break it up!
She looks good
for her age.
Little worn around
the edges, maybe.
But not bad for 60 plus.
Doesn't matter if her body's
falling apart,
long as her equipment works.
Of course.
Aviation porn.
We're bidding on her
in Vancouver this afternoon.
Just found out about
the auction last night.
We already have two DC-3s.
One and a half.
We're gonna need another one
for the Margate contract.
Couple of parts down there
I want Cece to check out, too.
Might be bringing
home a spare engine.
So you're taking lady Lou.
We're lucky this auction
came up when it did.
Lucky for you maybe.
That puts three of my pilots
out of rotation.
Four if you count
the rusty one.
Math's simple
if we're gonna fly
two planes home tomorrow.
Pilot, plus co-pilot, times two.
So, Vancouver...
What's it been?
Like, two and a half months
since you took off?
I didn't "take off."
I chose to relocate
to my hometown.
Okay, I've got a few loose ends
to tie up,
and then I'll be able to
close the door
on my old life.
What?
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Cece, baby,
try to have fun.
Fun? Vancouver?
Oxymoron.
Come on, you get to
pick out a new toy.
Yeah, but our weekend
plans are ruined.
We don't have any plans.
Well, exactly.
My favourite.
The forecast is clear.
It's Vancouver. It'll rain.
Call you from the hotel.
Do that.
Separate rooms?
You, uh... you serious?
Who says we can't combine
business with pleasure?
I do.
Discipline me, baby.
My dad is
gonna be staying
right across
the hall from us.
Are you sure that
your dad is the problem?
Come on, please.
Come on, Krista,
this is getting old.
There is nothing going on
between Bobby and me.
No, I'm tired of pretending
that there's nothing
going on with us.
I mean, if we can't
share a room in Vancouver...
I don't think
it's appropriate.
Appropriate.
Fine.
Okay, no, just...
Can we talk about this
when we get back?
You know what,
no, it's, uh...
That's all
I needed to know.
What'd you do to Maverick?
Let me guess,
it's what you didn't do.
I'm ready to go
whenever you are, dad.
Got a call to pick up
a shipment of moose meat
in Fort Reliance
this afternoon.
Good.
You're taking
all my pilots.
What about Shontal?
On a long haul
to holman.
Any rampies logged enough
hours on the chieftain?
And passed
their written exam,
and been checked out?
Yeah, a couple.
Pick your best.
It'll be somebody's
lucky day.
It's Trudy.
The woman
who ripped your heart out,
stomped on it,
and left you for someone else?
She and her "soul mate"
are in Nunavut,
having the time
of their lesbian lives.
I can't believe you were
going to ask her to move in.
At least she didn't leave
you for another guy.
This is not
making me feel better.
What are you doing?
I'm saying, "Nice to hear
from you. Hope..."
For someone whose mother tongue
isn't English,
your use of expletives
is excellent.
No more contact with her, okay?
I wish I could be
as cold as you.
I mean that as a compliment.
Don't you ever get lonely?
Strangers in a strange land
and all that?
I'm not here to make friends.
I'm here to fly planes.
Hello?
Nice suit.
Thank you.
Probably cost more
than my whole wardrobe.
Not surprising when that wardrobe
comes from plaids 'R' us.
Hey, now.
There's nothing wrong with
supporting local business.
Just 'cause
I'm from Yellowknife,
it doesn't mean
I'm a fashion "don't."
Hey...
Check out
what I'm going to pick up
in Vancouver.
Fluevogs...
Can't wait to see you on
your snowmobile in those.
So...
You gonna ditch us again?
What?
"What?"
Last time you went to Vancouver,
you stayed
for 10 years.
My condo's on the market.
I'll be meeting with my
realtor after the auction.
Add the pickup
in Fort Reliance.
Hey!
Hey, uh, thanks for coming
in on short notice.
Restaurants
count on these shipments.
Gotta have moose.
I'll take any chance I can get
to sit in the captain's chair.
Actually, you're co-pilot.
Who's the pilot?
This is a good one...
How many pilots does it take
to screw in a light bulb?
Just one.
He holds the bulb, and the
world revolves around him.
Really?
Well, she's pretty
on the outside...
There's some corrosion
on the inside.
Other than that,
the numbers
all match,
the engines, they look okay.
I wouldn't feel... unsafe flying
home in her.
There we go.
So, what do you make
of the competition?
They're mostly dabblers.
I'm guessing it's ours
for a hundred grand.
Good price.
- What's our max?
- 150 tops.
The Myra Dell
herself.
They've taken
real good care of her.
I hear she was flying cargo
out of Hawaii
when they found her.
A far cry from dropping
jumpers into North Africa
back in the '40s.
These old birds don't quit,
do they?
- Jack Andrews.
- Mel Ivarson.
You bidding today?
Yeah, my client's
keen on this one.
Client, eh?
Which airline?
It's not an airline.
A private collector
from down in Oregon?
Phil Kirton?
Yeah. Don't hold it against me.
Ladies and gentlemen,
the auction will begin
in five minutes.
Where's Blake?
Do I look like
his mother?
Alison?
Blink la violette.
Listen, I know
it's short notice,
but I'm in town,
and I would love
to get together.
100! Do I hear 110,
do we have 110? 110!
Do I hear 120?
120, sir! Do we have 120!
Do I hear 130?
130!
Do I hear 130!
She's a beaut,
not a cobweb inside.
Do we hear 130?
130!
Who is that?
Jack Andrews.
Bidding for guy who owns a
private aviation museum
down in Oregon.
Phil Kirton.
Mel's bid against him
before, and lost.
Kikirton's a douche.
A douche
with deep pockets.
190... 200 thousand!
We've got 210, we've got 210...
Nary scratch... we've got 210,
do I hear 220?
We can't afford this.
We need to expend our fleet
or we lose Margate.
That'll be a hole in our budget.
...we have 210
I hear 220?
220,000!
230! 230!
No one 230?
Going once, going once.
Last chance, 230,
nope. 220, nope.
220!
Sold to the gentleman
for 220,000!
Next up on the docket,
cessna 172.
Let's start
the bidding...
Now, I'm not supposed
to have an opinion,
but I'm glad
she went to you.
So what have you got for me,
bank draft, certified cheque?
I've got a deposit,
like last time.
New rules.
Full payment up front.
You didn't get
the e-mail?
W-we don't have
full payment,
simple as that.
All right, well, you know,
I'll tell you what I can do,
give me a $50,000
deposit up front,
and, uh,
I'll hold the plane for you
till tomorrow morning
9:00 A.M.
Tomorrow's Sunday.
It's the best I can do.
And if we can't
deliver by then?
I'll have to give her
to the next highest bidder.
Yeah...
That's what I'm saying...
These guys came
out of nowhere...
Should be good for 20 grand.
All right, thank you.
Thank you, sir.
10.
10?
10?
10 it is.
Friggin' Vancouver.
I'll call the bank,
see if they can give us a loan.
But Rachel's already
turned us down once.
Yeah, but since
we landed Margate,
she's been keen
to do business.
Okay, great,
I'll see you then.
I've got a meeting
with Jeremy.
Your old boss?
Yeah, he's loaded,
and I'm going to ask him
for a personal favour.
You think he's gonna
lend you 170 grand?
Well, I killed a
huge deal for him,
punched out his best friend,
and he still
takes my calls?
I think he likes me.
Hope he's in love with you.
Let me grab this?
I was supposed to meet
my realtor 10 minutes ago.
Whatever.
All right.
I'll call you later
with good news.
My first flight
as an actual pilot
almost underneath my belt.
This is something
I will write home about.
We should start our descent.
No, no, no, no, not yet.
Friggin' Vancouveronians
think we're all
a bunch of hooligans
up in Yellowknife.
Well, I got three words
for them, Marie...
Stanley Cup riots!
Yeah...
Okay.
Yeah, I miss you already.
I love you, too.
Bye.
Thanks.
I don't know
what to press there...
Hey, how did...
How did you know
that Marie was "the one?"
Are we talking about
relationships here?
No, I'm just curious.
Well...
I knew that I loved her,
and, um...
After that, I guess
it was just a leap of faith.
You thinking of
taking the plunge?
No... no.
Come on now, I've known you
since you were about
three apples high, Krista.
Well, I don't know.
I like him,
but more than that, is... bleh.
And he wants...
No, I don't know.
Which one are we
talking about here?
Sorry...
I'm sure you'll make
the right decision.
Hey,
did you get through to
the bank manager?
I spent 10 minutes
pressing buttons
just to have a voice tell me
to call back
during regular
business hours.
About to get
crushed here...
Hello?
Eva?
Bobby!
What are you doing here?
Airspeed 90 knots.
Thank goodness,
we're almost home.
The smell of moose meat
is vomitous.
You didn't have to
take the job.
87 knots.
I beg your pardon?
If you don't have
the stomach for it,
you should have stayed home.
85 knots.
We're losing speed too fast.
It's okay.
Just call the numbers.
Eva, whoa, slow down.
You said I could stay
till I found a new place.
Yeah, but that was almost
three months ago.
You have dinner plans?
I know this great
new oyster bar.
Eva, we broke up.
Actually what you said was,
"we should be free
to see other people."
Look, I'm sorry
I wasn't clear with you,
but I only came back here
so I could meet with
the realtor,
who's running late...
No, he was early.
I sent him away.
What?
Look, you knew
I was selling this place.
I get that.
I just thought
you should take a little
more time to think about it,
and think about us.
Look, I-I have
a business crisis,
and I got to be at a meeting
in a half hour...
You've met someone, haven't you?
No.
That girl
you're always talking about,
Nanook of the North.
Her name is Krista,
and we're just friends.
Look, you can stay here
till the end of the month,
but after that...
We're going too slow.
You've got to
up the power.
We're fine...
Winds are gusting 20 over 30, okay?
We could stall.
Do your job. Call the numbers.
Astrid!
Hey!
Nice approach!
You're lucky Mel and Krista
weren't here to see that.
What'd you do,
drop the controls?
Yes, I dropped the controls.
Wish I had my phone!
Video would've gone viral.
Your job is
to call out the numbers.
I interpret what they mean.
Not you. Me.
If it dropped below 60,
we would have stalled.
I had no intention
of dropping to that air speed.
I was just trying to help.
No, you were letting
your anger and frustration
affect your judgement.
What?
You were upset that I was
made pilot before you.
I logged more hours than you.
I got my license before you!
And if you do that again,
I will report you.
Then you won't even
be co-piloting.
You will be fired.
You can unload the meat.
When you're finished,
scrub out the cargo area
and hose down the coolers.
I don't want to smell
a hint of moose.
You don't have
the authority for that...
But I do.
And I am using it.
Mr. Martin...
Have you been
out of town on business?
Something like that.
Your friends
are waiting.
Friends...
Environmental hearings
are just a formality.
We should be fully operational
by late next year.
Why re-open the mine
at Anabelle Lake now?
What's changed?
Uranium stocks
are on the rise.
Nuclear power is just
starting to take off.
You want to re-open
Anabelle Lake?
And there he is.
Ronnie Dearman. Always a treat.
Afternoon, Bob.
What brings you
to the big city?
My own business.
Thanks for the drink.
You know, if you two hot shots
just kissed and made up,
you could make a lot of people
very rich.
Somehow, I don't
see that happening.
I'll call you with a
tee time for Friday.
Bob.
You must've been surprised
to hear from me.
Only surprise is
that it took you so long
to ask for your job back.
That's not why I'm here.
I need 170 grand
by tomorrow morning,
help my partners
get out of a jam.
- You want a loan?
- Short term.
I'd pay prime plus five.
Sure, I'll give you a loan.
Thank you.
If you come back
to work for me.
You actually want me back?
You pissed away buckets of money
when you killed
Ronnie's diamond deal.
But bottom line,
you've made this company
a whole lot more
than you have lost.
Look, that's
a generous offer, Jeremy,
but I'm committed to Arctic Air.
You have too much
going for you, Bobby.
Don't throw it all away on
some struggling airline
in the middle
of nowhere.
My dad co-founded
that "struggling airline..."
And your loyalty
warms the cockles.
But, Bobby... as a life choice?
Stop kidding yourself.
This is your life.
I didn't think
you'd change your mind.
I just thought
it was time.
Hi!
- I'm Krista.
- Alison.
Blake said
he didn't know anyone
in Vancouver.
Actually, we've only spoken
on the phone once or twice.
This is our first face-to-face.
We've been trying to recruit
him for quite a while.
Recruit?
Alison is, um...
with H.R.
at Air Canada.
Just...
I'll be right back.
Hey, Krista,
wait, wait.
Alison called me
a few weeks ago.
A few weeks ago?
Look, I didn't tell you because
I told her I wasn't interested.
But this morning
it hit me,
nothing's really
keeping me in Yellowknife.
Right?
She offered me a job,
based here in Vancouver.
I accepted.
Aren't you
going to say anything?
Hey, sailor.
Krista...
Invite a girl up for a drink?
Look, why don't we go out?
Place is a mess,
realtor's getting
ready to stage it.
Just one drink... Bobby.
Is that too much to ask?
I thought
he was on a date.
But it turns out my...
whatever...
Has totally betrayed us.
So when you say "whatever,"
you mean Blake,
and by "us"
you mean "you."
No, I mean Arctic Air.
What are you looking for?
You still want that drink?
Yeah.
This condo...
Too bad I couldn't close on it
by 9:00 A.M.
Have you heard from Mel?
Not yet. You?
No.
Well, how did things
go with your old boss?
He made me an offer
I had to refuse.
But it's okay.
I've got a phone
full of rich contacts,
and a lot of them
owe me favours.
Here's hoping.
Yeah.
Listen, Krista, about Blake.
You know, I'm no expert...
Understatement...
And by calling him
your "whatever"...
God, why does everyone think
that I am a commitment-phobe?
Did I say that?
- You want my opinion...
- No.
I knew he'd leave Yellowknife
the first chance he got.
He's totally self-absorbed.
A player.
Well, sounds like
someone else I know.
What?
"What?"
Not me.
No...
Not anymore.
Right.
You're "the artist formerly
known as player."
Look, you deserve better.
Thanks.
You...
Deserve...
Better.
You're
such an asshole.
Friend?
That's her, isn't it?
Nanook?
Krista, this is
Eva. My ex.
Your pregnant ex.
What?-
Former player?
Pregnant?
Good luck.
You're gonna need it.
Hold on.
Don't move,
I'll be right back.
Krista!
What?
I left my keys upstairs.
Look, Eva, let me in.
We have to talk about this.
How long have you known?
Go to hell.
Wings are good.
Passable.
Bison pub back home?
Now there's a wing.
Well,
look at that.
Karaoke.
So?
Brings me back.
New Year's Eve...
A man, a bottle of wild Turkey,
and a trooper song...
That was
a Halley's comet moment.
Once in a lifetime.
Please.
You're dying to get up there.
Hi, Loreen.
Is someone shaving a badger?
Yeah, something like that.
Any luck?
'Fraid not.
Sent Kirby down to
our bank manager's house.
Rachel's at a bonspiel
in Whitehorse.
She didn't take her cell?
Well, maybe
when people go curling,
they turn their phones off.
I'm not a curler.
So how worried should I be?
Nothing
to worry about.
So...
Very worried.
Nothing we can't handle.
Loreen?
Mel?
Hello?
Friggin' battery just died.
You checking up on me?
Yes.
You should wear gloves.
Are you saying I have
soft city boy hands?
Yes.
The guest you are trying
to reach is unavailable.
Please leave a message
at the tone.
Mel, it's Bobby.
I left a message for you
on your cell.
Where are you?
Friggin' Vancouver .
Can't even get karaoke right!
Show 'em how it's done, Cece!
Mel Ivarson, right?
Jack Andrews.
From the auction this afternoon?
I remember.
Phil Kirton's advisor.
If the guy didn't pay me
so much...
Do you mind if I...
Sit, sit.
Hey, Krista, it's Bobby.
I don't know
where Mel is,
and I don't have my cell.
I'll be downstairs in the bar.
When you get this, come find me.
Dad, where the hell are you?
Call me.
This is Bobby.
Leave a message.
Hey, it's me.
I know you're dealing with your
own homemade mountain of crap,
but I need to know
what's going on.
I can't get ahold of Mel.
Tell your pregnant ex-girlfriend
I'm coming back there.
Hey, Blake.
Bobby.
- You seen Mel or Cece around?
- No.
- Want a drink?
- No thanks.
I'm celebrating.
I heard.
'Course you did.
She went running to you.
I bet you took
full advantage of that.
What?
I mean, that's
your thing, isn't it?
Always working an angle.
Shut up, Blake.
Or what?
Or I'll knock you
on your ass.
Buddy...
Be my guest.
Look, I know you.
You fly in,
you take what you can get,
then you fly out
when you get a better deal.
At least I'm only leaving
a woman behind,
not a woman and a kid.
Word gets around.
You were quite the player,
weren't you?
That's none of
your damn business...
How many other women
have you knocked up?
Go, Cece!
Thanks for the help.
"Thanks for the help?"
That's all I get?
I should have been captain.
Not this again.
Let me finish.
I should have been captain,
but I wasn't,
because...
Because what, Krista is mean?
Because I'm not good enough.
What I did today
was unacceptable.
I don't know
what I was trying to prove.
Sometimes, I wish
I'd just give up
and go back to Sweden.
Now you're being maudlin.
You are this close.
I know.
It's... everything I know
up here disappears
when I get into that cockpit...
Especially if Krista's around.
No surprise.
She's terrifying.
You're scared of her, too?
God, yes.
But I've developed a strategy.
What?
I picture her
with a small booger
protruding from one nostril.
Suddenly, she's not
scary anymore.
- You should try it.
- Okay.
- My gift to you.
- Thanks.
I was the best
in my flight class.
I thought I'd come here
and be head pilot in two years.
Big fish in a small pond.
But here, we are all plankton
in Mel's ocean.
I lied before,
when I said I don't get lonely.
Even when I'm at work, and...
And there's
all these people everywh...
I know. It's okay.
Please don't cry.
Good God, your hair
is like corn silk...
My apologies.
He has a mind of his own.
Maybe if we get drunk,
we'll forget this ever happened.
I won't forget.
Hey, it's Eva.
You know what to do.
Hey, I haven't
disappeared, okay?
It's, uh, it's a long story.
I'm just...
Look, we have to talk
about all of this...
Time's up.
Am I gonna be charged
with anything?
Nope.
We'll let you go in the morning,
once you've sobered up.
But I'm not drunk.
Uncuff me, bitch!
So you actually fly
these DC-3s?
Have for 35 years.
You're the real McCoy.
Kirton
on the other hand,
could barely tell a DC-3
from a jumbo jet.
You know, Mel,
there's a whole network
of world war ii plane buffs
out there
that feed each other tips
when something
comes up for sale.
That's how I heard about
today's plane.
When was the last time
you were online?
This morning.
I just got a hot tip
a couple of hours ago
about an old bird for
sale down in Vegas.
Would you stop?
I'm gonna puke.
Look, I have nine hours
to figure out
how to find 170 grand,
but because of you,
I'm stuck in here.
- You threw the first punch.
- Yeah, well, you pissed me off.
Back atcha.
What happens
if you don't get the money?
It's not your problem.
Excuse me for asking.
Let's just put it this way.
Now that you're
an employee of Air Canada,
you'll be the only
one of us with a job.
I've got good timing.
You know,
you could've told us that you
were thinking about leaving.
I didn't know
until today.
Arctic Air was always supposed
to be a stepping stone.
Just a layover for you
to get to the big leagues.
When I was seven,
we lived near the airport
in winnipeg.
I used to ride my bike
out there.
I had the planes fly in
right over my head.
I said, "I'm gonna
fly like that one day."
My dad, mechanical engineer,
he didn't like the idea
of his son
being a glorified bus driver.
So, naturally, you became
a glorified bus driver.
Naturally.
You've heard of my old man?
Hard not to.
He was a legend.
I wanted to be just like him.
A pilot.
Now you are.
Sort of.
Sort of.
I don't know...
The North has a way
of grabbing hold.
Yeah, that's
what they say.
Never grabbed you?
Didn't have to.
I was born there.
There's no way I'm gonna find
this money in time.
What are you
doing here?
I need to talk to Bobby.
Strictly business.
He's not here.
I figured you knew that.
For the record,
there's nothing going on
between me and Bobby.
You're pretty much
how I imagined.
- Which is?
- Small-town.
Screw you.
You don't know
anything about me.
Yes, I do.
He talked about
you all the time.
Well, we grew up together.
We share a lot of memories.
No, it's more than that.
When I saw
the two of you together,
it just... made sense.
Made sense?
At heart, he's just
a small-town boy, too.
Can I use your phone?
You've reached
Mel Ivarson.
Leave a message.
Where are you?
Here.
Hello?
It's Bobby.
I thought you'd be halfway
back to Yellowknife.
Not until we decide
what to do.
Look, I was thinking
last night,
and if we're gonna have
a child together,
I wanna be a part of its life.
Bobby...
Look, we could co-parent.
A lot of people make it work,
and...
Even long distance.
It's not yours.
You said we should
see other people.
Who's the father?
You don't know him.
He claims he's not
cut out to be a dad.
Why would you tell me
that it was mine?
I wish it was.
Look, I'm sorry, okay?
It was a shitty thing
to do to you.
But when I saw you
with Krista, it just...
Came out.
Look, where are you
going to go?
Back to Kelowna.
My mother's thrilled.
My father's dying of shame.
The whole time we dated, it was
like you were somewhere else.
Krista's
non childhood crush, Bobby.
Krista is a friend.
She's more than that.
Even when I told you
I was pregnant,
you went after her.
I wanted to explain...
You're in love with her.
No, I'm not.
Quit wasting
everyone's time and...
And go do something about it.
Wait...
Hold on!
You have a cheque for me, right?
Look, I don't.
But I can
get one for you.
I just need
a few more days.
I'm sorry, I can't do that.
It's against our policy.
Wait, look,
these planes aren't meant
to collect dust in museums
they're meant to fly...
Bobby, look...
This plane will be a lifeline
to remote communities.
It'll make a difference
in people's lives.
You'll get your deposit back,
and there's nothing
else I can do.
There has to be...
We could...
Wait, hold on.
Don't do anything.
Is that you, Mel?
Don't buy that plane.
I'm just about to
close the deal...
Kill the deal.
Kill the deal?
Put a bullet
through its heart.
Look, where are you?
Las Vegas.
You're in Vegas?
A new friend told me about a listing
on e-Bay down here for a DC-3.
Cece and I caught the red eye.
Have you
seen the plane?
Yup.
Just sealed the deal.
Better than the Vancouver one,
fraction
of the price.
We'd be
wheels-up today,
but Cece bought
Celine Dion tickets.
You're going to Celine Dion?
God, no.
I traded mine
for Penn and Teller.
Listen, get yourself down here.
I need a co-pilot
to fly our new plane home.
Okay, sure.
Just one thing
I've got to do first.
Thank you.
Krista!
Bobby!
I've been trying to reach you
and Mel all night.
We got the plane.
Well, it's not the plane,
it's a different one.
Okay, what?
A present for you.
Are you kidding?
These are the ones!
I know.
They're beautiful.
And so are you.
Yeah, right.
And I've been doing
a lot of thinking...
You even got my size.
Krista, there's something
I need to say to you.
And you know, I should have said
this to you a long time ago.
Bobby...
Wait, listen...
Hey, cellmate.
Some good news.
I turned down Air Canada.
She had to
take me back.
I'll go check us out.
Okay.
And you're going public.
He took a big step for me.
I kind of feel like
I owe him.
That's very romantic.
- Shut up.
- Seriously.
I'm very happy for you guys.
Thank you.
On an all-new
Arctic Air...
Danger lands in town.
Someone won't survive the night.
Find out who.
Arctic Air,
next Tuesday at 9:00 on CBC.
Brought to you in part by
spectacular Northwest Territories.
Hey!
Walk away.
The deal stinks.
He's been stripping parts
off the one.
You're telling me
we have one-and-a-half DC-3s?
Closer to
one and three-quarters.
When you heading
back to Vancouver?
A few days.
Didn't you say that
a few days ago?
My daughter's
porkin' him.
They think they're
keeping it secret.
So not gonna happen...
What are you so afraid of?
Is it
because of Bobby?
Hey! All right,
break it up!
She looks good
for her age.
Little worn around
the edges, maybe.
But not bad for 60 plus.
Doesn't matter if her body's
falling apart,
long as her equipment works.
Of course.
Aviation porn.
We're bidding on her
in Vancouver this afternoon.
Just found out about
the auction last night.
We already have two DC-3s.
One and a half.
We're gonna need another one
for the Margate contract.
Couple of parts down there
I want Cece to check out, too.
Might be bringing
home a spare engine.
So you're taking lady Lou.
We're lucky this auction
came up when it did.
Lucky for you maybe.
That puts three of my pilots
out of rotation.
Four if you count
the rusty one.
Math's simple
if we're gonna fly
two planes home tomorrow.
Pilot, plus co-pilot, times two.
So, Vancouver...
What's it been?
Like, two and a half months
since you took off?
I didn't "take off."
I chose to relocate
to my hometown.
Okay, I've got a few loose ends
to tie up,
and then I'll be able to
close the door
on my old life.
What?
ARCTIC AIR
S1Ep7-Vancouver is Such a Screwed-Up City
Cece, baby,
try to have fun.
Fun? Vancouver?
Oxymoron.
Come on, you get to
pick out a new toy.
Yeah, but our weekend
plans are ruined.
We don't have any plans.
Well, exactly.
My favourite.
The forecast is clear.
It's Vancouver. It'll rain.
Call you from the hotel.
Do that.
Separate rooms?
You, uh... you serious?
Who says we can't combine
business with pleasure?
I do.
Discipline me, baby.
My dad is
gonna be staying
right across
the hall from us.
Are you sure that
your dad is the problem?
Come on, please.
Come on, Krista,
this is getting old.
There is nothing going on
between Bobby and me.
No, I'm tired of pretending
that there's nothing
going on with us.
I mean, if we can't
share a room in Vancouver...
I don't think
it's appropriate.
Appropriate.
Fine.
Okay, no, just...
Can we talk about this
when we get back?
You know what,
no, it's, uh...
That's all
I needed to know.
What'd you do to Maverick?
Let me guess,
it's what you didn't do.
I'm ready to go
whenever you are, dad.
Got a call to pick up
a shipment of moose meat
in Fort Reliance
this afternoon.
Good.
You're taking
all my pilots.
What about Shontal?
On a long haul
to holman.
Any rampies logged enough
hours on the chieftain?
And passed
their written exam,
and been checked out?
Yeah, a couple.
Pick your best.
It'll be somebody's
lucky day.
It's Trudy.
The woman
who ripped your heart out,
stomped on it,
and left you for someone else?
She and her "soul mate"
are in Nunavut,
having the time
of their lesbian lives.
I can't believe you were
going to ask her to move in.
At least she didn't leave
you for another guy.
This is not
making me feel better.
What are you doing?
I'm saying, "Nice to hear
from you. Hope..."
For someone whose mother tongue
isn't English,
your use of expletives
is excellent.
No more contact with her, okay?
I wish I could be
as cold as you.
I mean that as a compliment.
Don't you ever get lonely?
Strangers in a strange land
and all that?
I'm not here to make friends.
I'm here to fly planes.
Hello?
Nice suit.
Thank you.
Probably cost more
than my whole wardrobe.
Not surprising when that wardrobe
comes from plaids 'R' us.
Hey, now.
There's nothing wrong with
supporting local business.
Just 'cause
I'm from Yellowknife,
it doesn't mean
I'm a fashion "don't."
Hey...
Check out
what I'm going to pick up
in Vancouver.
Fluevogs...
Can't wait to see you on
your snowmobile in those.
So...
You gonna ditch us again?
What?
"What?"
Last time you went to Vancouver,
you stayed
for 10 years.
My condo's on the market.
I'll be meeting with my
realtor after the auction.
Add the pickup
in Fort Reliance.
Hey!
Hey, uh, thanks for coming
in on short notice.
Restaurants
count on these shipments.
Gotta have moose.
I'll take any chance I can get
to sit in the captain's chair.
Actually, you're co-pilot.
Who's the pilot?
This is a good one...
How many pilots does it take
to screw in a light bulb?
Just one.
He holds the bulb, and the
world revolves around him.
Really?
Well, she's pretty
on the outside...
There's some corrosion
on the inside.
Other than that,
the numbers
all match,
the engines, they look okay.
I wouldn't feel... unsafe flying
home in her.
There we go.
So, what do you make
of the competition?
They're mostly dabblers.
I'm guessing it's ours
for a hundred grand.
Good price.
- What's our max?
- 150 tops.
The Myra Dell
herself.
They've taken
real good care of her.
I hear she was flying cargo
out of Hawaii
when they found her.
A far cry from dropping
jumpers into North Africa
back in the '40s.
These old birds don't quit,
do they?
- Jack Andrews.
- Mel Ivarson.
You bidding today?
Yeah, my client's
keen on this one.
Client, eh?
Which airline?
It's not an airline.
A private collector
from down in Oregon?
Phil Kirton?
Yeah. Don't hold it against me.
Ladies and gentlemen,
the auction will begin
in five minutes.
Where's Blake?
Do I look like
his mother?
Alison?
Blink la violette.
Listen, I know
it's short notice,
but I'm in town,
and I would love
to get together.
100! Do I hear 110,
do we have 110? 110!
Do I hear 120?
120, sir! Do we have 120!
Do I hear 130?
130!
Do I hear 130!
She's a beaut,
not a cobweb inside.
Do we hear 130?
130!
Who is that?
Jack Andrews.
Bidding for guy who owns a
private aviation museum
down in Oregon.
Phil Kirton.
Mel's bid against him
before, and lost.
Kikirton's a douche.
A douche
with deep pockets.
190... 200 thousand!
We've got 210, we've got 210...
Nary scratch... we've got 210,
do I hear 220?
We can't afford this.
We need to expend our fleet
or we lose Margate.
That'll be a hole in our budget.
...we have 210
I hear 220?
220,000!
230! 230!
No one 230?
Going once, going once.
Last chance, 230,
nope. 220, nope.
220!
Sold to the gentleman
for 220,000!
Next up on the docket,
cessna 172.
Let's start
the bidding...
Now, I'm not supposed
to have an opinion,
but I'm glad
she went to you.
So what have you got for me,
bank draft, certified cheque?
I've got a deposit,
like last time.
New rules.
Full payment up front.
You didn't get
the e-mail?
W-we don't have
full payment,
simple as that.
All right, well, you know,
I'll tell you what I can do,
give me a $50,000
deposit up front,
and, uh,
I'll hold the plane for you
till tomorrow morning
9:00 A.M.
Tomorrow's Sunday.
It's the best I can do.
And if we can't
deliver by then?
I'll have to give her
to the next highest bidder.
Yeah...
That's what I'm saying...
These guys came
out of nowhere...
Should be good for 20 grand.
All right, thank you.
Thank you, sir.
10.
10?
10?
10 it is.
Friggin' Vancouver.
I'll call the bank,
see if they can give us a loan.
But Rachel's already
turned us down once.
Yeah, but since
we landed Margate,
she's been keen
to do business.
Okay, great,
I'll see you then.
I've got a meeting
with Jeremy.
Your old boss?
Yeah, he's loaded,
and I'm going to ask him
for a personal favour.
You think he's gonna
lend you 170 grand?
Well, I killed a
huge deal for him,
punched out his best friend,
and he still
takes my calls?
I think he likes me.
Hope he's in love with you.
Let me grab this?
I was supposed to meet
my realtor 10 minutes ago.
Whatever.
All right.
I'll call you later
with good news.
My first flight
as an actual pilot
almost underneath my belt.
This is something
I will write home about.
We should start our descent.
No, no, no, no, not yet.
Friggin' Vancouveronians
think we're all
a bunch of hooligans
up in Yellowknife.
Well, I got three words
for them, Marie...
Stanley Cup riots!
Yeah...
Okay.
Yeah, I miss you already.
I love you, too.
Bye.
Thanks.
I don't know
what to press there...
Hey, how did...
How did you know
that Marie was "the one?"
Are we talking about
relationships here?
No, I'm just curious.
Well...
I knew that I loved her,
and, um...
After that, I guess
it was just a leap of faith.
You thinking of
taking the plunge?
No... no.
Come on now, I've known you
since you were about
three apples high, Krista.
Well, I don't know.
I like him,
but more than that, is... bleh.
And he wants...
No, I don't know.
Which one are we
talking about here?
Sorry...
I'm sure you'll make
the right decision.
Hey,
did you get through to
the bank manager?
I spent 10 minutes
pressing buttons
just to have a voice tell me
to call back
during regular
business hours.
About to get
crushed here...
Hello?
Eva?
Bobby!
What are you doing here?
Airspeed 90 knots.
Thank goodness,
we're almost home.
The smell of moose meat
is vomitous.
You didn't have to
take the job.
87 knots.
I beg your pardon?
If you don't have
the stomach for it,
you should have stayed home.
85 knots.
We're losing speed too fast.
It's okay.
Just call the numbers.
Eva, whoa, slow down.
You said I could stay
till I found a new place.
Yeah, but that was almost
three months ago.
You have dinner plans?
I know this great
new oyster bar.
Eva, we broke up.
Actually what you said was,
"we should be free
to see other people."
Look, I'm sorry
I wasn't clear with you,
but I only came back here
so I could meet with
the realtor,
who's running late...
No, he was early.
I sent him away.
What?
Look, you knew
I was selling this place.
I get that.
I just thought
you should take a little
more time to think about it,
and think about us.
Look, I-I have
a business crisis,
and I got to be at a meeting
in a half hour...
You've met someone, haven't you?
No.
That girl
you're always talking about,
Nanook of the North.
Her name is Krista,
and we're just friends.
Look, you can stay here
till the end of the month,
but after that...
We're going too slow.
You've got to
up the power.
We're fine...
Winds are gusting 20 over 30, okay?
We could stall.
Do your job. Call the numbers.
Astrid!
Hey!
Nice approach!
You're lucky Mel and Krista
weren't here to see that.
What'd you do,
drop the controls?
Yes, I dropped the controls.
Wish I had my phone!
Video would've gone viral.
Your job is
to call out the numbers.
I interpret what they mean.
Not you. Me.
If it dropped below 60,
we would have stalled.
I had no intention
of dropping to that air speed.
I was just trying to help.
No, you were letting
your anger and frustration
affect your judgement.
What?
You were upset that I was
made pilot before you.
I logged more hours than you.
I got my license before you!
And if you do that again,
I will report you.
Then you won't even
be co-piloting.
You will be fired.
You can unload the meat.
When you're finished,
scrub out the cargo area
and hose down the coolers.
I don't want to smell
a hint of moose.
You don't have
the authority for that...
But I do.
And I am using it.
Mr. Martin...
Have you been
out of town on business?
Something like that.
Your friends
are waiting.
Friends...
Environmental hearings
are just a formality.
We should be fully operational
by late next year.
Why re-open the mine
at Anabelle Lake now?
What's changed?
Uranium stocks
are on the rise.
Nuclear power is just
starting to take off.
You want to re-open
Anabelle Lake?
And there he is.
Ronnie Dearman. Always a treat.
Afternoon, Bob.
What brings you
to the big city?
My own business.
Thanks for the drink.
You know, if you two hot shots
just kissed and made up,
you could make a lot of people
very rich.
Somehow, I don't
see that happening.
I'll call you with a
tee time for Friday.
Bob.
You must've been surprised
to hear from me.
Only surprise is
that it took you so long
to ask for your job back.
That's not why I'm here.
I need 170 grand
by tomorrow morning,
help my partners
get out of a jam.
- You want a loan?
- Short term.
I'd pay prime plus five.
Sure, I'll give you a loan.
Thank you.
If you come back
to work for me.
You actually want me back?
You pissed away buckets of money
when you killed
Ronnie's diamond deal.
But bottom line,
you've made this company
a whole lot more
than you have lost.
Look, that's
a generous offer, Jeremy,
but I'm committed to Arctic Air.
You have too much
going for you, Bobby.
Don't throw it all away on
some struggling airline
in the middle
of nowhere.
My dad co-founded
that "struggling airline..."
And your loyalty
warms the cockles.
But, Bobby... as a life choice?
Stop kidding yourself.
This is your life.
I didn't think
you'd change your mind.
I just thought
it was time.
Hi!
- I'm Krista.
- Alison.
Blake said
he didn't know anyone
in Vancouver.
Actually, we've only spoken
on the phone once or twice.
This is our first face-to-face.
We've been trying to recruit
him for quite a while.
Recruit?
Alison is, um...
with H.R.
at Air Canada.
Just...
I'll be right back.
Hey, Krista,
wait, wait.
Alison called me
a few weeks ago.
A few weeks ago?
Look, I didn't tell you because
I told her I wasn't interested.
But this morning
it hit me,
nothing's really
keeping me in Yellowknife.
Right?
She offered me a job,
based here in Vancouver.
I accepted.
Aren't you
going to say anything?
Hey, sailor.
Krista...
Invite a girl up for a drink?
Look, why don't we go out?
Place is a mess,
realtor's getting
ready to stage it.
Just one drink... Bobby.
Is that too much to ask?
I thought
he was on a date.
But it turns out my...
whatever...
Has totally betrayed us.
So when you say "whatever,"
you mean Blake,
and by "us"
you mean "you."
No, I mean Arctic Air.
What are you looking for?
You still want that drink?
Yeah.
This condo...
Too bad I couldn't close on it
by 9:00 A.M.
Have you heard from Mel?
Not yet. You?
No.
Well, how did things
go with your old boss?
He made me an offer
I had to refuse.
But it's okay.
I've got a phone
full of rich contacts,
and a lot of them
owe me favours.
Here's hoping.
Yeah.
Listen, Krista, about Blake.
You know, I'm no expert...
Understatement...
And by calling him
your "whatever"...
God, why does everyone think
that I am a commitment-phobe?
Did I say that?
- You want my opinion...
- No.
I knew he'd leave Yellowknife
the first chance he got.
He's totally self-absorbed.
A player.
Well, sounds like
someone else I know.
What?
"What?"
Not me.
No...
Not anymore.
Right.
You're "the artist formerly
known as player."
Look, you deserve better.
Thanks.
You...
Deserve...
Better.
You're
such an asshole.
Friend?
That's her, isn't it?
Nanook?
Krista, this is
Eva. My ex.
Your pregnant ex.
What?-
Former player?
Pregnant?
Good luck.
You're gonna need it.
Hold on.
Don't move,
I'll be right back.
Krista!
What?
I left my keys upstairs.
Look, Eva, let me in.
We have to talk about this.
How long have you known?
Go to hell.
Wings are good.
Passable.
Bison pub back home?
Now there's a wing.
Well,
look at that.
Karaoke.
So?
Brings me back.
New Year's Eve...
A man, a bottle of wild Turkey,
and a trooper song...
That was
a Halley's comet moment.
Once in a lifetime.
Please.
You're dying to get up there.
Hi, Loreen.
Is someone shaving a badger?
Yeah, something like that.
Any luck?
'Fraid not.
Sent Kirby down to
our bank manager's house.
Rachel's at a bonspiel
in Whitehorse.
She didn't take her cell?
Well, maybe
when people go curling,
they turn their phones off.
I'm not a curler.
So how worried should I be?
Nothing
to worry about.
So...
Very worried.
Nothing we can't handle.
Loreen?
Mel?
Hello?
Friggin' battery just died.
You checking up on me?
Yes.
You should wear gloves.
Are you saying I have
soft city boy hands?
Yes.
The guest you are trying
to reach is unavailable.
Please leave a message
at the tone.
Mel, it's Bobby.
I left a message for you
on your cell.
Where are you?
Friggin' Vancouver .
Can't even get karaoke right!
Show 'em how it's done, Cece!
Mel Ivarson, right?
Jack Andrews.
From the auction this afternoon?
I remember.
Phil Kirton's advisor.
If the guy didn't pay me
so much...
Do you mind if I...
Sit, sit.
Hey, Krista, it's Bobby.
I don't know
where Mel is,
and I don't have my cell.
I'll be downstairs in the bar.
When you get this, come find me.
Dad, where the hell are you?
Call me.
This is Bobby.
Leave a message.
Hey, it's me.
I know you're dealing with your
own homemade mountain of crap,
but I need to know
what's going on.
I can't get ahold of Mel.
Tell your pregnant ex-girlfriend
I'm coming back there.
Hey, Blake.
Bobby.
- You seen Mel or Cece around?
- No.
- Want a drink?
- No thanks.
I'm celebrating.
I heard.
'Course you did.
She went running to you.
I bet you took
full advantage of that.
What?
I mean, that's
your thing, isn't it?
Always working an angle.
Shut up, Blake.
Or what?
Or I'll knock you
on your ass.
Buddy...
Be my guest.
Look, I know you.
You fly in,
you take what you can get,
then you fly out
when you get a better deal.
At least I'm only leaving
a woman behind,
not a woman and a kid.
Word gets around.
You were quite the player,
weren't you?
That's none of
your damn business...
How many other women
have you knocked up?
Go, Cece!
Thanks for the help.
"Thanks for the help?"
That's all I get?
I should have been captain.
Not this again.
Let me finish.
I should have been captain,
but I wasn't,
because...
Because what, Krista is mean?
Because I'm not good enough.
What I did today
was unacceptable.
I don't know
what I was trying to prove.
Sometimes, I wish
I'd just give up
and go back to Sweden.
Now you're being maudlin.
You are this close.
I know.
It's... everything I know
up here disappears
when I get into that cockpit...
Especially if Krista's around.
No surprise.
She's terrifying.
You're scared of her, too?
God, yes.
But I've developed a strategy.
What?
I picture her
with a small booger
protruding from one nostril.
Suddenly, she's not
scary anymore.
- You should try it.
- Okay.
- My gift to you.
- Thanks.
I was the best
in my flight class.
I thought I'd come here
and be head pilot in two years.
Big fish in a small pond.
But here, we are all plankton
in Mel's ocean.
I lied before,
when I said I don't get lonely.
Even when I'm at work, and...
And there's
all these people everywh...
I know. It's okay.
Please don't cry.
Good God, your hair
is like corn silk...
My apologies.
He has a mind of his own.
Maybe if we get drunk,
we'll forget this ever happened.
I won't forget.
Hey, it's Eva.
You know what to do.
Hey, I haven't
disappeared, okay?
It's, uh, it's a long story.
I'm just...
Look, we have to talk
about all of this...
Time's up.
Am I gonna be charged
with anything?
Nope.
We'll let you go in the morning,
once you've sobered up.
But I'm not drunk.
Uncuff me, bitch!
So you actually fly
these DC-3s?
Have for 35 years.
You're the real McCoy.
Kirton
on the other hand,
could barely tell a DC-3
from a jumbo jet.
You know, Mel,
there's a whole network
of world war ii plane buffs
out there
that feed each other tips
when something
comes up for sale.
That's how I heard about
today's plane.
When was the last time
you were online?
This morning.
I just got a hot tip
a couple of hours ago
about an old bird for
sale down in Vegas.
Would you stop?
I'm gonna puke.
Look, I have nine hours
to figure out
how to find 170 grand,
but because of you,
I'm stuck in here.
- You threw the first punch.
- Yeah, well, you pissed me off.
Back atcha.
What happens
if you don't get the money?
It's not your problem.
Excuse me for asking.
Let's just put it this way.
Now that you're
an employee of Air Canada,
you'll be the only
one of us with a job.
I've got good timing.
You know,
you could've told us that you
were thinking about leaving.
I didn't know
until today.
Arctic Air was always supposed
to be a stepping stone.
Just a layover for you
to get to the big leagues.
When I was seven,
we lived near the airport
in winnipeg.
I used to ride my bike
out there.
I had the planes fly in
right over my head.
I said, "I'm gonna
fly like that one day."
My dad, mechanical engineer,
he didn't like the idea
of his son
being a glorified bus driver.
So, naturally, you became
a glorified bus driver.
Naturally.
You've heard of my old man?
Hard not to.
He was a legend.
I wanted to be just like him.
A pilot.
Now you are.
Sort of.
Sort of.
I don't know...
The North has a way
of grabbing hold.
Yeah, that's
what they say.
Never grabbed you?
Didn't have to.
I was born there.
There's no way I'm gonna find
this money in time.
What are you
doing here?
I need to talk to Bobby.
Strictly business.
He's not here.
I figured you knew that.
For the record,
there's nothing going on
between me and Bobby.
You're pretty much
how I imagined.
- Which is?
- Small-town.
Screw you.
You don't know
anything about me.
Yes, I do.
He talked about
you all the time.
Well, we grew up together.
We share a lot of memories.
No, it's more than that.
When I saw
the two of you together,
it just... made sense.
Made sense?
At heart, he's just
a small-town boy, too.
Can I use your phone?
You've reached
Mel Ivarson.
Leave a message.
Where are you?
Here.
Hello?
It's Bobby.
I thought you'd be halfway
back to Yellowknife.
Not until we decide
what to do.
Look, I was thinking
last night,
and if we're gonna have
a child together,
I wanna be a part of its life.
Bobby...
Look, we could co-parent.
A lot of people make it work,
and...
Even long distance.
It's not yours.
You said we should
see other people.
Who's the father?
You don't know him.
He claims he's not
cut out to be a dad.
Why would you tell me
that it was mine?
I wish it was.
Look, I'm sorry, okay?
It was a shitty thing
to do to you.
But when I saw you
with Krista, it just...
Came out.
Look, where are you
going to go?
Back to Kelowna.
My mother's thrilled.
My father's dying of shame.
The whole time we dated, it was
like you were somewhere else.
Krista's
non childhood crush, Bobby.
Krista is a friend.
She's more than that.
Even when I told you
I was pregnant,
you went after her.
I wanted to explain...
You're in love with her.
No, I'm not.
Quit wasting
everyone's time and...
And go do something about it.
Wait...
Hold on!
You have a cheque for me, right?
Look, I don't.
But I can
get one for you.
I just need
a few more days.
I'm sorry, I can't do that.
It's against our policy.
Wait, look,
these planes aren't meant
to collect dust in museums
they're meant to fly...
Bobby, look...
This plane will be a lifeline
to remote communities.
It'll make a difference
in people's lives.
You'll get your deposit back,
and there's nothing
else I can do.
There has to be...
We could...
Wait, hold on.
Don't do anything.
Is that you, Mel?
Don't buy that plane.
I'm just about to
close the deal...
Kill the deal.
Kill the deal?
Put a bullet
through its heart.
Look, where are you?
Las Vegas.
You're in Vegas?
A new friend told me about a listing
on e-Bay down here for a DC-3.
Cece and I caught the red eye.
Have you
seen the plane?
Yup.
Just sealed the deal.
Better than the Vancouver one,
fraction
of the price.
We'd be
wheels-up today,
but Cece bought
Celine Dion tickets.
You're going to Celine Dion?
God, no.
I traded mine
for Penn and Teller.
Listen, get yourself down here.
I need a co-pilot
to fly our new plane home.
Okay, sure.
Just one thing
I've got to do first.
Thank you.
Krista!
Bobby!
I've been trying to reach you
and Mel all night.
We got the plane.
Well, it's not the plane,
it's a different one.
Okay, what?
A present for you.
Are you kidding?
These are the ones!
I know.
They're beautiful.
And so are you.
Yeah, right.
And I've been doing
a lot of thinking...
You even got my size.
Krista, there's something
I need to say to you.
And you know, I should have said
this to you a long time ago.
Bobby...
Wait, listen...
Hey, cellmate.
Some good news.
I turned down Air Canada.
She had to
take me back.
I'll go check us out.
Okay.
And you're going public.
He took a big step for me.
I kind of feel like
I owe him.
That's very romantic.
- Shut up.
- Seriously.
I'm very happy for you guys.
Thank you.
On an all-new
Arctic Air...
Danger lands in town.
Someone won't survive the night.
Find out who.
Arctic Air,
next Tuesday at 9:00 on CBC.
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