Journeyman (2007–…): Season 1, Episode 2 - Friendly Skies - full transcript
Flying with his wife to a weekend get-away in Oregon, Dan enters the restroom during the flight and comes out sometimes in the 1970's, when smoking was common on flights -- and just in time to help deliver an unwed mother's daughter. His next trip back in time also has his path cross the woman's, and now she is the mother of a teenager. Figuring this woman is the focus of his current trips, Dan is confused when his next trip occurs years after the woman's death . . . but then he comes across the daughter and the focus shifts to her and the father she never knew. He even encounters the father alone on another airliner, as well as running in to Olivia, herself traveling through time.
Previously on Journeyman:
I can't find Dan.
I woke up this morning
and he wasn't there.
He didn't show up for work,
he missed the deadline,
he hasn't called,
and this just isn't like him.
What's today's date?
October 6.
What year?
1987.
Where have you been, Dan?
I have been here.
Here?
Here in this house?
In this city?
Katie said you disappeared for a
couple days and didn't know it?
Something like that.
And you went back in time?
I saw Livia.
JACK:
Livia's been dead
for like nine years.
Do I know you?
Not yet.
There's a facility in Auburn
I know is good.
Auburn is for drug users.
Yeah.
DAN:
Katie, I told the truth,
that I go on these trips...
Through time... Go ahead,
you can say it out loud.
They found the plane
in the water,
but not your body.
Dan...
So did you even get
on that plane...
Yes.
or am I just
talking to a ghost?
No, it's me.
Where'd you trip to
this time, Dan?
You'd never believe me.
Try me.
MAN:
Okay, you have to lay
perfectly still.
We're going to take
a few pictures, hmm?
The first is going
to last about 30 seconds
and the rest will get
progressively longer.
How are you feeling, Dan?
Fine.
Now, it's going to get
a little noisy in there.
You want some head phones,
listen to some music?
I'm good.
(mechanical humming)
All right, one sec.
Don't go anywhere.
Yeah, funny.
Hello.
WOMAN:
Are you on the plane?
Where are you?
KATIE:
We're just on our way
to the airport now.
MAN:
Okay, Dan, that's it.
Honey?
Yeah?
MAN:
We're done.
You'll hear from us
on Tuesday.
Great.
We've got a plane to catch.
Thanks.
I feel so guilty.
About Zack?
Yeah.
It's way too long since
we've been away without him.
This trip's for him, too.
He may get a
sibling out of it.
I wanted to talk
to you about that.
(metal detector beeping)
Step over here, sir.
Put your arms up, sir.
Any objects in your pockets?
No.
Cell phone? Any metal
in your body?
No.
Maybe it's broken.
MAN:
We can check that out.
WOMAN:
...and remind you
that cell phones
must remain off until we reach
our final destination.
(sighs)
Tuesday seems too long
for the MRI results.
Dr. Pullen doesn't
seem too worried.
You're having severe headaches
and out-of-body experiences
and Dr. Pullen
isn't worried?
I left the other stuff out.
You didn't tell him about...?
Katie, let's start
with the headaches
and go from there.
You're starting to sound
like you don't believe me.
I just... I'm wondering
if we're rushing
the second child thing.
I thought that's why
we were going away.
This trip was planned
awhile ago, you know, before...
Listen, it's been a week
and nothing's happened.
You still want to
have another child
with me, don't you?
Relax.
We're going to have fun.
I got to use the head.
Beverage or cocktail?
No thanks.
("Get Down Tonight" playing)
Hello, sir.
You may want to return
to your seat.
It's going to get
a little bumpy.
Hmm...
Here you go.
Excuse me.
What seems to be
the problem?
WOMAN:
It's locked,
but no one answers.
MAN:
Are you sure someone's there?
(door handle rattling)
(knocking)
Hello?
You okay in there?
Are you all right
in there? Hello?
Can we assist
you, sir?
Sir?
Don't say anything.
I'm not supposed to be
flying this late.
Okay.
Excuse me.
This... this
woman's in labor.
Oh, my.
Is there a doctor
on board?
(slurring words):
I am. Proctology... mostly.
STEWARDESS:
Cindy...?
Uh, so what's your name?
Diana.
Diana, now I want you to take
short, quick breaths.
Try not to push until
I see the baby's head.
Where is the father?
No, no, there's
no father.
I mean, he's out
of the picture.
Oh, just help me, please!
MAN:
Sir, back away
from the door.
WOMAN:
What happened?
MAN:
I don't know.
May I have your name, ma'am?
Katie Vasser.
Are you flying alone?
Why?
The lady in 17-B says
you're aren't--
she says you're flying
with a man.
Well, it appears that I'm not.
It appears that the lady
in 17-B is mistaken.
All right.
Push, Diana, push.
(screaming)
That's it.
Looks like you've
done this before.
I was in the room
when my son was born.
You'd have had to put
a gun to my head.
How we doing here?
How long before we land?
30 minutes to SFO.
There's a lot of bleeding.
The placenta may have separated
from the uterus.
That's not a
good thing.
Is everything okay?
You're fine, you're fine,
you're fine.
Just breathe, Diana, okay?
You may need to land this plane.
Now!
(phone dialing)
It's Dan. Leave a message.
Hey, it's me.
I fell asleep and when I woke up
you were gone.
So now guess what, the pilot's
turning the plane around.
Honey, I really hope
you get this,
'cause we have
a little problem here.
DAN:
One more time...
now push.
(yelling)
(baby crying)
Ladies and gentlemen,
we'll be landing
a little short
of our destination.
And please fasten
your seat belts.
And it's a girl.
(cheering and applause)
Why were you and your husband
flying to Portland?
We were going
to a bed and breakfast.
And why is that, ma'am?
I'd rather not say.
Ma'am, once a person boards
a commercial airliner
as a ticketed passenger,
they're not allowed to leave.
If your husband did,
that's a security breach.
And, Mrs. Vasser,
our flight manifest
has your husband
boarding the plane
at 3:56 p.m.
That's right.
He came on with me.
I'm-I'm pretty sure
I fell asleep
when we were still
on the ground.
He must have...
left before we took off.
Knowing Dan,
it was to get caffeine.
I need to ask
you again--
What were your plans
in Oregon?
We were going to have
lots of sex.
I'm not joking around here.
Neither am I.
(woman speaking French
over PA)
KATIE:
Hey, it's me.
I fell asleep, and when
I woke up, you were gone.
Sorry, Inspector,
FBI has her now.
I'm not here on business.
Are you the husband,
Mr. Vasser?
No, I'm her
brother-in-law.
Then I'm sorry, sir.
What are you
doing here?
Your wife called me.
What the hell is going on?
It's a misunderstanding.
Are you the husband?
Yes, I walked off the plane
before it took off.
I may have
caused the problem.
Follow me, sir.
I'm so sorry.
Oh, God, babe...
We're going to let
you all go now,
but we will have
more questions.
Of course.
Here's my card.
Thanks for
coming, Jack.
I appreciate it.
I'll pull up the car.
I'll meet you
at Departures.
Should we order in?
Okay. Or we could talk
about me vanishing off a 747.
Or that. Yeah.
You okay?
I think so.
What happened, Dan?
I delivered a baby
on a plane--
a pregnant woman flying alone--
in the '70s.
What does that mean?
I don't know.
The last time,
I followed this guy
through periods of his life.
Maybe I'm going to
follow the mother on hers.
Do you think there are
other married couples having
this conversation
right now?
Probably not.
I can't control when I go,
but I seem to come
back to the present
when I finish some
chapter in the lives
of the people that
I'm tracking.
I don't know for sure.
I'm new at this.
I'm ovulating.
Okay.
This is my optimum time.
I knew weeks ago
that this would be my best day.
Katie... Katie, this
changes nothing for me.
Dan, if what you're
saying is true,
it changes everything.
I think I'm going
to skip dinner.
It's been a long day.
Hey, go home.
Livia?
It's time to get up.
Why? Why us, Liv? Why?
Why are both
of us doing this?
What year is it?
I don't know.
My phone doesn't work here.
You're going to need
an old phone.
You're also going to
need expired currency,
a personal ID,
and don't
travel with citrus.
It explodes.
I don't know why.
The cars look
like the '80s.
Come on, Tanna.
Can we go somewhere and talk?
There's no time for that.
Let's make time.
Who are you tracking now?
I don't know.
I don't care.
Dan.
WOMAN:
Come on, honey.
Help Mommy.
Some woman.
She had a baby on a plane.
Let go of me!
You have to go. I paid for
these art classes.
I don't
want to go today.
It's her.
Sweetie, I'm going
to be late for work.
Fine. I'll go.
Then get busy.
Busy doing what?
What's she going to
be like as a teenager?
It's you.
You're the man
on the plane.
You helped me.
Oh, my God.
I've been looking for you
for years.
Yeah. Yeah, that was me.
WOMAN:
I checked with the airline.
I ran ads in the paper.
Some people claimed to be you,
but they were
all weirdoes.
Well, your
search is over.
What do you do?
My life is dull.
Let's talk about you,
your daughter.
What were you two
fighting about?
She wants
to meet her dad.
She hasn't met him?
No. No. I never even
told her who he was.
Maybe it's time
that you did.
I don't know if
that's a good idea.
You don't know Trevor.
The father?
Yes.
Tanna... she wants
a family so bad--
a father, a sibling.
I just don't know
if it's in the cards.
If you don't tell Tanna
who her father is,
maybe she'll end up
resenting you.
Market Street!
Everyone off
for Market Street!
This is my stop.
Okay.
I'd like you to meet
my daughter sometime.
I don't have a phone yet,
but... I have a feeling
we'll run into
each other again.
All right.
Well...
Hey.
Did you come
to bed last night?
No. I fell asleep downstairs.
I had a charger for this.
Have you seen it?
It was in a box
of old chargers
that I sold at a yard sale.
Why did you do that?
'Cause it was a box of wires
that fetched two bucks.
I wish you
hadn't done that.
My phone doesn't work
in certain time zones.
Ah, yes. Well, had I known
you were going to become a,
you know, time traveler...
Come on. It's got to
turn you on a little bit.
It will, eventually,
I'm sure.
Is it still
your optimum time?
Close enough.
Don't go anywhere.
Oh, we have, um,
Ned and Kathy for dinner
on Monday night,
remember.
Right. You bet. I'll be there.
You know,
maybe after breakfast.
I'm starving. All right?
Okay.
Want me to take a drug test?
I'll take a drug test.
Oh, you didn't in the...?
Morning, noon or night.
I don't care.
This is very hot.
You shooting up plutonium?
It's tea. I just
wanted you to know
that I'm clean
and I always will be.
Hey, you're the one
who went AWOL.
I take my job
seriously, Hugh.
And I take deadlines
seriously.
Is it true they turned around
a commercial airliner
'cause you walked off it
before takeoff?
Yes.
Would you say
it's worthy of a news story?
It involved an incident
between my wife and myself,
so my reporting on it would
be a conflict of interest.
You're right. That's why
I'm going to put Jesse on it.
The kid with the blog?
Why don't you just get
him to make something up?
'Cause I prefer he starts
somewhere in the
neighborhood of the truth.
There's no story
there, Hugh.
San Francisco International
has a hole
in their airport security.
You walked through it.
It's a story.
That was my tea.
So listen,
I'm sorry for making you
come down
to the airport yesterday.
Yeah. Let's
discuss that.
You're always there for me.
I really appreciate it.
I don't want to be your
first phone call anymore
when you have
marital problems.
Wow. It's good
I came in person.
It must be so much
more gratifying saying
that to my face.
You don't see where I'd
have a problem with this?
Jack, we broke up
eight years ago.
You married
my brother, Kate.
I can't just shrug it off
and carve the Christmas turkey.
I didn't leave you for him,
and I'm not
the reason Livia died.
Sorry.
It's been a strange week.
How's he doing?
He's going through
some stuff.
In his "Way Back" machine?
He had an MRI.
He knows it's not that.
An MRI? Why?
He's having these headaches.
Okay. I'll call him later.
I got to go to work.
(phone ringing)
Hello.
Dan, it's Ken.
Yeah, I sent the file.
One question. We're having
a little trouble finding it.
Do you remember
where you put it?
Dan, you there?
It's under
"Callahan Press Conference."
Can I call you back?
Sure.
Dan, hey, I'm doing
a story on Flight 680.
Did Hugh talk to you?
My fault.
Sorry.
Taxi! Right here!
Hey. Dan and Livia
aren't home right now.
Leave a message at the tone,
and we'll call you back. Bye.
You wait
until the playoffs!
Did you leave the door unlocked?
No. That's strange.
Don't turn the music on.
We're watching the game.
(all laughing and talking)
Put her down!
Come on, let's go.!
It's almost game time!
(macho whooping)
WOMAN:
You're not getting
any tonight.
Crazy!
I want it!
I want it!
Baby, what
are you doing?
Come on.
You make a better door
than a window.
Yummy.
Very sexy door, but come on,
kickoff's in two minutes.
That's one more minute
than you'll actually need.
Oh! Little brother
got a lickin'.
Hey.
Hey, babe.
So, uh, Jack and I had
a scare last month.
Really?
So did we.
Really?
Yeah.
Shh.
Oh, come on.
They're watching
football.
A bomb could drop.
Did Dan freak?
Are you crazy?
I didn't tell him.
Why not?
I don't know.
Because then Dan would
want to get married
and it'd be for
the wrong reasons.
Sometimes Dan
rushes into things
without thinking
them through.
And then he blames you
when everything goes wrong?
Exactly.
Anyway, I don't know
if I'm cut out to be a mom.
Why?
(pager beeps)
Oh, shoot.
It's work.
I bet I have to go in.
Hey, it's me.
Sure. Okay, I'll be right there.
Four-alarm fire
in China Basin.
I gotta go.
Honey, sorry,
I'm gonna need a ride.
Can you take a cab?
Don't be an ass.
All right.
Sorry.
Next time.
Bye.
Bye, Dan.
Bye.
Bye.
(chuckles)
Looks like
we're alone.
You and me.
(giggling)
Show you how
to do that?
(giggling):
Yes.
You waiting
for someone, too?
Yeah.
My dad.
I'm not gonna
wait much longer.
This was a bad idea.
It's over.
I think they're
coming out.
You all right?
This isn't gonna go very well.
Oh, my God, I think that's him.
I can't do this.
Do it.
Trevor?
Yes?
Someone wants
to say hello.
Hi.
My name's Tanna Bloom.
My mom was
Diana Bloom.
She used to be your secretary
and she gave birth to me
30,000 feet over Lake Tahoe.
I'm your daughter.
I'll catch up.
What do you want?
To tell you that Mom died.
She had a rare congenital
heart defect.
I'm sorry.
She told me a lot
about you guys, about how
you were meant to be together,
but your father
didn't want you
to marry the hippy.
Who's this?
I don't know.
I'm just waiting for someone.
Mind doing it
someplace else?
Yeah, I do.
So is this about money?
No. I have a job
at Dixon Graphics.
I'm gonna be an artist.
I just wanted to meet you
because right now...
I'm all that's left.
Well, look, Tanna,
your mother and I,
it was a one-night thing, okay?
She got pregnant,
she claims I was the father.
I gave her ten grand
and told her
to move back home.
I don't know
why she told you
all the fairytale
stuff.
Part of the deal was,
she wasn't supposed
to tell you who I was,
and I'm sorry for you she didn't
keep her end of the bargain.
Her name was Diana.
Uh...
here.
Buy some art supplies
and good luck.
Hey, hey.
Wait, wait.
Tanna?
(sobbing)
Hey!
(boy laughs)
Put me down!
No way.
Hey, I tried calling
your office, the cell.
I was in a bad
cell area.
Oh.
You okay?
Yeah. Had a lot on my mind.
Work stuff.
The salad fork
goes on the outside.
Sorry.
It's okay.
The spa has a room
for this weekend
if you want to try again,
but my sister can't take Zack.
You won't be ovulating.
Does that matter?
Salad fork on the outside.
The forks...
You packed the birth control
last time.
You weren't planning
on getting pregnant.
On the plane, I said
I was having second thoughts.
I told you that.
I think what you're telling me
is you don't have
too much confidence
in this marriage lasting.
What?!
That's not it at all.
I gotta go.
Where?
Mustang's ready.
Did you forget
why it's in the shop?
Dan, you can't drive.
I'll take
surface streets.
I'll go slow.
If I feel a headache,
then I'll pull over.
We have people coming over
for dinner in an hour.
I'll be there!
Dan!
ZACK:
Are you guys fighting?
No, sweetie, we're just talking.
(phone rings)
JACK:
Hello.
DAN:
Hey, it's me. I need a favor.
What now? You in Guantanamo?
Katie and I want to go away
this weekend and I was wondering
if you could watch Zack.
Watch your kid?
Watch your nephew, yeah.
He should know his uncle
a little better.
You run this by Katie?
She'll be okay with it.
All right, I got to see
what I got going on.
Hey, Katie said you had an MRI?
Yeah, it's nothing.
Listen, can I call you back?
I got to take this call.
KATIE:
Hi. You've reached the Vassers.
Leave a message.
Damn!
Hey, uh, yeah, I think
I'm gonna be late for dinner.
Hey, is this
plane sold out?
Yes, sir.
You want to join
the Mile High Club?
Can I ask you something?
If I am here for a reason,
if I'm following someone,
why are you here?
I don't know.
Take your
seats, please.
I don't have a seat.
Take mine.
Where are you
gonna sit?
I don't need it. Take it.
It's me, isn't it?
You're following me.
Maybe. I don't know.
God, if you'd
just once answer me.
You don't think
this is hard for me, Dan?
You don't think
I have a thousand questions?
Go ahead.
You can ask me
anything.
When did you get married, Dan?
Saw the wedding ring
on your left hand.
Who's the lucky woman
who got my fianc\?
You don't know.
All I know is I never wanted
to leave.
Leave where?
Where did you go
when you left that plane?
Where do you live now?
When do you live?
STEWARD:
People, please,
I need you to sit down.
Take my seat.
You won't be sitting
next to a stranger.
STEWARD (over P.A.)
We're beginning our descent
into San Francisco.
The pilot has turned
the seat belt sign back on.
Please fasten your seat belts
at this time
and put your seat backs
and tray tables
in their full upright
and locked position.
Trevor Mason.
I met you
at a mortgage conference
last year in San Francisco.
What happened to the woman
who was sitting here?
Oh, she wanted a window
seat so we switched.
You okay?
Just dandy.
MAN:
Dixon Graphics.
I'm looking for Tanna Bloom.
She just left.
Do you know where
I might find her?
She just got paid.
Try Dave's bar.
The Tenderloin. Thanks.
Whoa! What's this?
What?
This is counterfeit.
No, no, it's just, um...
This isn't even
good counterfeit.
It's all I got.
I'll have to get back to you,
all right?
Hey, wait! Whoa! Whoa!
(horn blares)
Tanna?
Hey, dude.
Back of the line.
I just flew into town
with your father.
He's not well.
You've got a father?
I don't have a father.
Yeah, you do.
He has leukemia, Tanna.
He's here for treatment,
but he doesn't have long.
Karma, meet Daddy.
Daddy, meet karma.
His only chance is a
bone marrow transplant.
He needs a donor.
Listen, you just tell him
that his daughter
said to go to hell.
Yeah.
I doubt he'll care.
I doubt he thinks
about you at all.
Don't drink your
entire paycheck.
Try and save
something for food.
Hey, why don't you
leave her alone.
I'm trying
to help her.
You're trying to get
her to buy you drugs.
Hey, okay. Relax.
(grunts): Hey, man!
What you doing, partner?
Hey!
I want to say good-bye to this
jerk. You know where he is?
Yeah.
Get in.
Going south on...
Hi. Can I help you?
Trevor Mason.
Down to the
right there.
Thought I was nervous
the first time I met him.
Who are you looking at?
My old man.
You're the guy from the plane.
This is your
daughter, Tanna.
Do you remember her?
What the hell is going on here?
I heard I have something
you might want.
I don't want anything from you.
Who said you're getting it?
I mean, I
don't expect
anything from you.
I sure as hell wouldn't
help me if I were you.
Yeah, well, we're
not the same person.
So how do they do
these transplants?
Well. Uh...
they stick a big needle
in your hip
and suck out the bloody
pulp and give it to me.
It's supposed to hurt like hell.
I wouldn't do that
even if I loved you.
Hey.
Can I buy you
a coffee?
I don't know.
This is
pretty good.
The test to see
if I'm a match...
that isn't
painful, right?
I don't know.
Don't think so.
Then maybe I'll do it.
What?
Why?
Because I take after my mom.
Not big on flying, actually.
Me, either. I hated it.
That's why I went for
my pilot's license.
The whole conquer-
your-fear thing?
Yeah. So I earn
my pilot's license
and it's the big
C that gets me.
Anybody for irony?
Yeah, there seems to be
a lot of it going around.
Yeah, well, Fate never comes
through the front door.
Amen.
Billy Marble.
Dan.
It's good ice cream.
Right when you get
your appetite back,
that's when they hit you
with the poison again.
So where you from, Da...?
(sighs)
I'm sorry.
It's okay.
We'll put dinner parties
and operating heavy machinery
on the "No Can Do" list.
As hard as this is for me,
it must be harder for you.
I can't forget that.
It's okay.
No. No, it's not.
Listen, I'm sorry.
I've been pushing
the second kid.
You're right, now
is not the time.
It's hard enough
for me to hold onto
the family I do have.
Dan.
We're not going anywhere.
How are you doing?
I wish I knew.
Heyl
I know you!
You're the guy that
brought me to the hospital
to see my dad.
Yeah.
You haven't changed at all.
Neither have you.
Oh, God, please tell me I have.
All right, you have.
Uh... I'm sorry
I... uh...
I didn't follow up.
How'd it go?
Uh... I wasn't a match.
He died in '96.
Well, I'm sorry.
It's okay.
You want to walk?
Sure.
Hey.
I did match someone.
Really?
Mm-hmm. Another patient
at the hospital.
Billy Marble.
I met him.
How is he?
He's doing great.
He's flying
humanitarian missions
to Darfur or something.
You know the deal.
Stares death in the
face, changes his life.
Sounds like he, uh,
stays in touch.
He better. I saved
his damn life.
Maybe you helped a little.
(chuckling)
You heading out now?
Yup, I'm late. Plane
leaves in an hour.
This another attempt at
Operation Second Child?
No.
You need help
with that?
Because you don't seem
to be getting it done.
What can I do for you?
Jesse talked with the airline.
They say they have
security footage
of you boarding the plane
at the gate and not coming off.
Okay.
So, he's gonna call you.
He has my number.
Six kids, Dan.
Six for six.
I'm just saying.
Vassers, Flight
124 to Portland.
Uh... One moment,
sir. Excuse me.
I'm sorry. Mr.
and Mrs. Vasser?
Mm-hmm.
We have you on
a no-fly list.
Can I ask you to step
to the side, please?
Folks, I need you
to step to the side.
Mendocino's an hour away.
Did I tell you I got the
results back from the MRI?
There's nothing wrong with me.
I can't find Dan.
I woke up this morning
and he wasn't there.
He didn't show up for work,
he missed the deadline,
he hasn't called,
and this just isn't like him.
What's today's date?
October 6.
What year?
1987.
Where have you been, Dan?
I have been here.
Here?
Here in this house?
In this city?
Katie said you disappeared for a
couple days and didn't know it?
Something like that.
And you went back in time?
I saw Livia.
JACK:
Livia's been dead
for like nine years.
Do I know you?
Not yet.
There's a facility in Auburn
I know is good.
Auburn is for drug users.
Yeah.
DAN:
Katie, I told the truth,
that I go on these trips...
Through time... Go ahead,
you can say it out loud.
They found the plane
in the water,
but not your body.
Dan...
So did you even get
on that plane...
Yes.
or am I just
talking to a ghost?
No, it's me.
Where'd you trip to
this time, Dan?
You'd never believe me.
Try me.
MAN:
Okay, you have to lay
perfectly still.
We're going to take
a few pictures, hmm?
The first is going
to last about 30 seconds
and the rest will get
progressively longer.
How are you feeling, Dan?
Fine.
Now, it's going to get
a little noisy in there.
You want some head phones,
listen to some music?
I'm good.
(mechanical humming)
All right, one sec.
Don't go anywhere.
Yeah, funny.
Hello.
WOMAN:
Are you on the plane?
Where are you?
KATIE:
We're just on our way
to the airport now.
MAN:
Okay, Dan, that's it.
Honey?
Yeah?
MAN:
We're done.
You'll hear from us
on Tuesday.
Great.
We've got a plane to catch.
Thanks.
I feel so guilty.
About Zack?
Yeah.
It's way too long since
we've been away without him.
This trip's for him, too.
He may get a
sibling out of it.
I wanted to talk
to you about that.
(metal detector beeping)
Step over here, sir.
Put your arms up, sir.
Any objects in your pockets?
No.
Cell phone? Any metal
in your body?
No.
Maybe it's broken.
MAN:
We can check that out.
WOMAN:
...and remind you
that cell phones
must remain off until we reach
our final destination.
(sighs)
Tuesday seems too long
for the MRI results.
Dr. Pullen doesn't
seem too worried.
You're having severe headaches
and out-of-body experiences
and Dr. Pullen
isn't worried?
I left the other stuff out.
You didn't tell him about...?
Katie, let's start
with the headaches
and go from there.
You're starting to sound
like you don't believe me.
I just... I'm wondering
if we're rushing
the second child thing.
I thought that's why
we were going away.
This trip was planned
awhile ago, you know, before...
Listen, it's been a week
and nothing's happened.
You still want to
have another child
with me, don't you?
Relax.
We're going to have fun.
I got to use the head.
Beverage or cocktail?
No thanks.
("Get Down Tonight" playing)
Hello, sir.
You may want to return
to your seat.
It's going to get
a little bumpy.
Hmm...
Here you go.
Excuse me.
What seems to be
the problem?
WOMAN:
It's locked,
but no one answers.
MAN:
Are you sure someone's there?
(door handle rattling)
(knocking)
Hello?
You okay in there?
Are you all right
in there? Hello?
Can we assist
you, sir?
Sir?
Don't say anything.
I'm not supposed to be
flying this late.
Okay.
Excuse me.
This... this
woman's in labor.
Oh, my.
Is there a doctor
on board?
(slurring words):
I am. Proctology... mostly.
STEWARDESS:
Cindy...?
Uh, so what's your name?
Diana.
Diana, now I want you to take
short, quick breaths.
Try not to push until
I see the baby's head.
Where is the father?
No, no, there's
no father.
I mean, he's out
of the picture.
Oh, just help me, please!
MAN:
Sir, back away
from the door.
WOMAN:
What happened?
MAN:
I don't know.
May I have your name, ma'am?
Katie Vasser.
Are you flying alone?
Why?
The lady in 17-B says
you're aren't--
she says you're flying
with a man.
Well, it appears that I'm not.
It appears that the lady
in 17-B is mistaken.
All right.
Push, Diana, push.
(screaming)
That's it.
Looks like you've
done this before.
I was in the room
when my son was born.
You'd have had to put
a gun to my head.
How we doing here?
How long before we land?
30 minutes to SFO.
There's a lot of bleeding.
The placenta may have separated
from the uterus.
That's not a
good thing.
Is everything okay?
You're fine, you're fine,
you're fine.
Just breathe, Diana, okay?
You may need to land this plane.
Now!
(phone dialing)
It's Dan. Leave a message.
Hey, it's me.
I fell asleep and when I woke up
you were gone.
So now guess what, the pilot's
turning the plane around.
Honey, I really hope
you get this,
'cause we have
a little problem here.
DAN:
One more time...
now push.
(yelling)
(baby crying)
Ladies and gentlemen,
we'll be landing
a little short
of our destination.
And please fasten
your seat belts.
And it's a girl.
(cheering and applause)
Why were you and your husband
flying to Portland?
We were going
to a bed and breakfast.
And why is that, ma'am?
I'd rather not say.
Ma'am, once a person boards
a commercial airliner
as a ticketed passenger,
they're not allowed to leave.
If your husband did,
that's a security breach.
And, Mrs. Vasser,
our flight manifest
has your husband
boarding the plane
at 3:56 p.m.
That's right.
He came on with me.
I'm-I'm pretty sure
I fell asleep
when we were still
on the ground.
He must have...
left before we took off.
Knowing Dan,
it was to get caffeine.
I need to ask
you again--
What were your plans
in Oregon?
We were going to have
lots of sex.
I'm not joking around here.
Neither am I.
(woman speaking French
over PA)
KATIE:
Hey, it's me.
I fell asleep, and when
I woke up, you were gone.
Sorry, Inspector,
FBI has her now.
I'm not here on business.
Are you the husband,
Mr. Vasser?
No, I'm her
brother-in-law.
Then I'm sorry, sir.
What are you
doing here?
Your wife called me.
What the hell is going on?
It's a misunderstanding.
Are you the husband?
Yes, I walked off the plane
before it took off.
I may have
caused the problem.
Follow me, sir.
I'm so sorry.
Oh, God, babe...
We're going to let
you all go now,
but we will have
more questions.
Of course.
Here's my card.
Thanks for
coming, Jack.
I appreciate it.
I'll pull up the car.
I'll meet you
at Departures.
Should we order in?
Okay. Or we could talk
about me vanishing off a 747.
Or that. Yeah.
You okay?
I think so.
What happened, Dan?
I delivered a baby
on a plane--
a pregnant woman flying alone--
in the '70s.
What does that mean?
I don't know.
The last time,
I followed this guy
through periods of his life.
Maybe I'm going to
follow the mother on hers.
Do you think there are
other married couples having
this conversation
right now?
Probably not.
I can't control when I go,
but I seem to come
back to the present
when I finish some
chapter in the lives
of the people that
I'm tracking.
I don't know for sure.
I'm new at this.
I'm ovulating.
Okay.
This is my optimum time.
I knew weeks ago
that this would be my best day.
Katie... Katie, this
changes nothing for me.
Dan, if what you're
saying is true,
it changes everything.
I think I'm going
to skip dinner.
It's been a long day.
Hey, go home.
Livia?
It's time to get up.
Why? Why us, Liv? Why?
Why are both
of us doing this?
What year is it?
I don't know.
My phone doesn't work here.
You're going to need
an old phone.
You're also going to
need expired currency,
a personal ID,
and don't
travel with citrus.
It explodes.
I don't know why.
The cars look
like the '80s.
Come on, Tanna.
Can we go somewhere and talk?
There's no time for that.
Let's make time.
Who are you tracking now?
I don't know.
I don't care.
Dan.
WOMAN:
Come on, honey.
Help Mommy.
Some woman.
She had a baby on a plane.
Let go of me!
You have to go. I paid for
these art classes.
I don't
want to go today.
It's her.
Sweetie, I'm going
to be late for work.
Fine. I'll go.
Then get busy.
Busy doing what?
What's she going to
be like as a teenager?
It's you.
You're the man
on the plane.
You helped me.
Oh, my God.
I've been looking for you
for years.
Yeah. Yeah, that was me.
WOMAN:
I checked with the airline.
I ran ads in the paper.
Some people claimed to be you,
but they were
all weirdoes.
Well, your
search is over.
What do you do?
My life is dull.
Let's talk about you,
your daughter.
What were you two
fighting about?
She wants
to meet her dad.
She hasn't met him?
No. No. I never even
told her who he was.
Maybe it's time
that you did.
I don't know if
that's a good idea.
You don't know Trevor.
The father?
Yes.
Tanna... she wants
a family so bad--
a father, a sibling.
I just don't know
if it's in the cards.
If you don't tell Tanna
who her father is,
maybe she'll end up
resenting you.
Market Street!
Everyone off
for Market Street!
This is my stop.
Okay.
I'd like you to meet
my daughter sometime.
I don't have a phone yet,
but... I have a feeling
we'll run into
each other again.
All right.
Well...
Hey.
Did you come
to bed last night?
No. I fell asleep downstairs.
I had a charger for this.
Have you seen it?
It was in a box
of old chargers
that I sold at a yard sale.
Why did you do that?
'Cause it was a box of wires
that fetched two bucks.
I wish you
hadn't done that.
My phone doesn't work
in certain time zones.
Ah, yes. Well, had I known
you were going to become a,
you know, time traveler...
Come on. It's got to
turn you on a little bit.
It will, eventually,
I'm sure.
Is it still
your optimum time?
Close enough.
Don't go anywhere.
Oh, we have, um,
Ned and Kathy for dinner
on Monday night,
remember.
Right. You bet. I'll be there.
You know,
maybe after breakfast.
I'm starving. All right?
Okay.
Want me to take a drug test?
I'll take a drug test.
Oh, you didn't in the...?
Morning, noon or night.
I don't care.
This is very hot.
You shooting up plutonium?
It's tea. I just
wanted you to know
that I'm clean
and I always will be.
Hey, you're the one
who went AWOL.
I take my job
seriously, Hugh.
And I take deadlines
seriously.
Is it true they turned around
a commercial airliner
'cause you walked off it
before takeoff?
Yes.
Would you say
it's worthy of a news story?
It involved an incident
between my wife and myself,
so my reporting on it would
be a conflict of interest.
You're right. That's why
I'm going to put Jesse on it.
The kid with the blog?
Why don't you just get
him to make something up?
'Cause I prefer he starts
somewhere in the
neighborhood of the truth.
There's no story
there, Hugh.
San Francisco International
has a hole
in their airport security.
You walked through it.
It's a story.
That was my tea.
So listen,
I'm sorry for making you
come down
to the airport yesterday.
Yeah. Let's
discuss that.
You're always there for me.
I really appreciate it.
I don't want to be your
first phone call anymore
when you have
marital problems.
Wow. It's good
I came in person.
It must be so much
more gratifying saying
that to my face.
You don't see where I'd
have a problem with this?
Jack, we broke up
eight years ago.
You married
my brother, Kate.
I can't just shrug it off
and carve the Christmas turkey.
I didn't leave you for him,
and I'm not
the reason Livia died.
Sorry.
It's been a strange week.
How's he doing?
He's going through
some stuff.
In his "Way Back" machine?
He had an MRI.
He knows it's not that.
An MRI? Why?
He's having these headaches.
Okay. I'll call him later.
I got to go to work.
(phone ringing)
Hello.
Dan, it's Ken.
Yeah, I sent the file.
One question. We're having
a little trouble finding it.
Do you remember
where you put it?
Dan, you there?
It's under
"Callahan Press Conference."
Can I call you back?
Sure.
Dan, hey, I'm doing
a story on Flight 680.
Did Hugh talk to you?
My fault.
Sorry.
Taxi! Right here!
Hey. Dan and Livia
aren't home right now.
Leave a message at the tone,
and we'll call you back. Bye.
You wait
until the playoffs!
Did you leave the door unlocked?
No. That's strange.
Don't turn the music on.
We're watching the game.
(all laughing and talking)
Put her down!
Come on, let's go.!
It's almost game time!
(macho whooping)
WOMAN:
You're not getting
any tonight.
Crazy!
I want it!
I want it!
Baby, what
are you doing?
Come on.
You make a better door
than a window.
Yummy.
Very sexy door, but come on,
kickoff's in two minutes.
That's one more minute
than you'll actually need.
Oh! Little brother
got a lickin'.
Hey.
Hey, babe.
So, uh, Jack and I had
a scare last month.
Really?
So did we.
Really?
Yeah.
Shh.
Oh, come on.
They're watching
football.
A bomb could drop.
Did Dan freak?
Are you crazy?
I didn't tell him.
Why not?
I don't know.
Because then Dan would
want to get married
and it'd be for
the wrong reasons.
Sometimes Dan
rushes into things
without thinking
them through.
And then he blames you
when everything goes wrong?
Exactly.
Anyway, I don't know
if I'm cut out to be a mom.
Why?
(pager beeps)
Oh, shoot.
It's work.
I bet I have to go in.
Hey, it's me.
Sure. Okay, I'll be right there.
Four-alarm fire
in China Basin.
I gotta go.
Honey, sorry,
I'm gonna need a ride.
Can you take a cab?
Don't be an ass.
All right.
Sorry.
Next time.
Bye.
Bye, Dan.
Bye.
Bye.
(chuckles)
Looks like
we're alone.
You and me.
(giggling)
Show you how
to do that?
(giggling):
Yes.
You waiting
for someone, too?
Yeah.
My dad.
I'm not gonna
wait much longer.
This was a bad idea.
It's over.
I think they're
coming out.
You all right?
This isn't gonna go very well.
Oh, my God, I think that's him.
I can't do this.
Do it.
Trevor?
Yes?
Someone wants
to say hello.
Hi.
My name's Tanna Bloom.
My mom was
Diana Bloom.
She used to be your secretary
and she gave birth to me
30,000 feet over Lake Tahoe.
I'm your daughter.
I'll catch up.
What do you want?
To tell you that Mom died.
She had a rare congenital
heart defect.
I'm sorry.
She told me a lot
about you guys, about how
you were meant to be together,
but your father
didn't want you
to marry the hippy.
Who's this?
I don't know.
I'm just waiting for someone.
Mind doing it
someplace else?
Yeah, I do.
So is this about money?
No. I have a job
at Dixon Graphics.
I'm gonna be an artist.
I just wanted to meet you
because right now...
I'm all that's left.
Well, look, Tanna,
your mother and I,
it was a one-night thing, okay?
She got pregnant,
she claims I was the father.
I gave her ten grand
and told her
to move back home.
I don't know
why she told you
all the fairytale
stuff.
Part of the deal was,
she wasn't supposed
to tell you who I was,
and I'm sorry for you she didn't
keep her end of the bargain.
Her name was Diana.
Uh...
here.
Buy some art supplies
and good luck.
Hey, hey.
Wait, wait.
Tanna?
(sobbing)
Hey!
(boy laughs)
Put me down!
No way.
Hey, I tried calling
your office, the cell.
I was in a bad
cell area.
Oh.
You okay?
Yeah. Had a lot on my mind.
Work stuff.
The salad fork
goes on the outside.
Sorry.
It's okay.
The spa has a room
for this weekend
if you want to try again,
but my sister can't take Zack.
You won't be ovulating.
Does that matter?
Salad fork on the outside.
The forks...
You packed the birth control
last time.
You weren't planning
on getting pregnant.
On the plane, I said
I was having second thoughts.
I told you that.
I think what you're telling me
is you don't have
too much confidence
in this marriage lasting.
What?!
That's not it at all.
I gotta go.
Where?
Mustang's ready.
Did you forget
why it's in the shop?
Dan, you can't drive.
I'll take
surface streets.
I'll go slow.
If I feel a headache,
then I'll pull over.
We have people coming over
for dinner in an hour.
I'll be there!
Dan!
ZACK:
Are you guys fighting?
No, sweetie, we're just talking.
(phone rings)
JACK:
Hello.
DAN:
Hey, it's me. I need a favor.
What now? You in Guantanamo?
Katie and I want to go away
this weekend and I was wondering
if you could watch Zack.
Watch your kid?
Watch your nephew, yeah.
He should know his uncle
a little better.
You run this by Katie?
She'll be okay with it.
All right, I got to see
what I got going on.
Hey, Katie said you had an MRI?
Yeah, it's nothing.
Listen, can I call you back?
I got to take this call.
KATIE:
Hi. You've reached the Vassers.
Leave a message.
Damn!
Hey, uh, yeah, I think
I'm gonna be late for dinner.
Hey, is this
plane sold out?
Yes, sir.
You want to join
the Mile High Club?
Can I ask you something?
If I am here for a reason,
if I'm following someone,
why are you here?
I don't know.
Take your
seats, please.
I don't have a seat.
Take mine.
Where are you
gonna sit?
I don't need it. Take it.
It's me, isn't it?
You're following me.
Maybe. I don't know.
God, if you'd
just once answer me.
You don't think
this is hard for me, Dan?
You don't think
I have a thousand questions?
Go ahead.
You can ask me
anything.
When did you get married, Dan?
Saw the wedding ring
on your left hand.
Who's the lucky woman
who got my fianc\?
You don't know.
All I know is I never wanted
to leave.
Leave where?
Where did you go
when you left that plane?
Where do you live now?
When do you live?
STEWARD:
People, please,
I need you to sit down.
Take my seat.
You won't be sitting
next to a stranger.
STEWARD (over P.A.)
We're beginning our descent
into San Francisco.
The pilot has turned
the seat belt sign back on.
Please fasten your seat belts
at this time
and put your seat backs
and tray tables
in their full upright
and locked position.
Trevor Mason.
I met you
at a mortgage conference
last year in San Francisco.
What happened to the woman
who was sitting here?
Oh, she wanted a window
seat so we switched.
You okay?
Just dandy.
MAN:
Dixon Graphics.
I'm looking for Tanna Bloom.
She just left.
Do you know where
I might find her?
She just got paid.
Try Dave's bar.
The Tenderloin. Thanks.
Whoa! What's this?
What?
This is counterfeit.
No, no, it's just, um...
This isn't even
good counterfeit.
It's all I got.
I'll have to get back to you,
all right?
Hey, wait! Whoa! Whoa!
(horn blares)
Tanna?
Hey, dude.
Back of the line.
I just flew into town
with your father.
He's not well.
You've got a father?
I don't have a father.
Yeah, you do.
He has leukemia, Tanna.
He's here for treatment,
but he doesn't have long.
Karma, meet Daddy.
Daddy, meet karma.
His only chance is a
bone marrow transplant.
He needs a donor.
Listen, you just tell him
that his daughter
said to go to hell.
Yeah.
I doubt he'll care.
I doubt he thinks
about you at all.
Don't drink your
entire paycheck.
Try and save
something for food.
Hey, why don't you
leave her alone.
I'm trying
to help her.
You're trying to get
her to buy you drugs.
Hey, okay. Relax.
(grunts): Hey, man!
What you doing, partner?
Hey!
I want to say good-bye to this
jerk. You know where he is?
Yeah.
Get in.
Going south on...
Hi. Can I help you?
Trevor Mason.
Down to the
right there.
Thought I was nervous
the first time I met him.
Who are you looking at?
My old man.
You're the guy from the plane.
This is your
daughter, Tanna.
Do you remember her?
What the hell is going on here?
I heard I have something
you might want.
I don't want anything from you.
Who said you're getting it?
I mean, I
don't expect
anything from you.
I sure as hell wouldn't
help me if I were you.
Yeah, well, we're
not the same person.
So how do they do
these transplants?
Well. Uh...
they stick a big needle
in your hip
and suck out the bloody
pulp and give it to me.
It's supposed to hurt like hell.
I wouldn't do that
even if I loved you.
Hey.
Can I buy you
a coffee?
I don't know.
This is
pretty good.
The test to see
if I'm a match...
that isn't
painful, right?
I don't know.
Don't think so.
Then maybe I'll do it.
What?
Why?
Because I take after my mom.
Not big on flying, actually.
Me, either. I hated it.
That's why I went for
my pilot's license.
The whole conquer-
your-fear thing?
Yeah. So I earn
my pilot's license
and it's the big
C that gets me.
Anybody for irony?
Yeah, there seems to be
a lot of it going around.
Yeah, well, Fate never comes
through the front door.
Amen.
Billy Marble.
Dan.
It's good ice cream.
Right when you get
your appetite back,
that's when they hit you
with the poison again.
So where you from, Da...?
(sighs)
I'm sorry.
It's okay.
We'll put dinner parties
and operating heavy machinery
on the "No Can Do" list.
As hard as this is for me,
it must be harder for you.
I can't forget that.
It's okay.
No. No, it's not.
Listen, I'm sorry.
I've been pushing
the second kid.
You're right, now
is not the time.
It's hard enough
for me to hold onto
the family I do have.
Dan.
We're not going anywhere.
How are you doing?
I wish I knew.
Heyl
I know you!
You're the guy that
brought me to the hospital
to see my dad.
Yeah.
You haven't changed at all.
Neither have you.
Oh, God, please tell me I have.
All right, you have.
Uh... I'm sorry
I... uh...
I didn't follow up.
How'd it go?
Uh... I wasn't a match.
He died in '96.
Well, I'm sorry.
It's okay.
You want to walk?
Sure.
Hey.
I did match someone.
Really?
Mm-hmm. Another patient
at the hospital.
Billy Marble.
I met him.
How is he?
He's doing great.
He's flying
humanitarian missions
to Darfur or something.
You know the deal.
Stares death in the
face, changes his life.
Sounds like he, uh,
stays in touch.
He better. I saved
his damn life.
Maybe you helped a little.
(chuckling)
You heading out now?
Yup, I'm late. Plane
leaves in an hour.
This another attempt at
Operation Second Child?
No.
You need help
with that?
Because you don't seem
to be getting it done.
What can I do for you?
Jesse talked with the airline.
They say they have
security footage
of you boarding the plane
at the gate and not coming off.
Okay.
So, he's gonna call you.
He has my number.
Six kids, Dan.
Six for six.
I'm just saying.
Vassers, Flight
124 to Portland.
Uh... One moment,
sir. Excuse me.
I'm sorry. Mr.
and Mrs. Vasser?
Mm-hmm.
We have you on
a no-fly list.
Can I ask you to step
to the side, please?
Folks, I need you
to step to the side.
Mendocino's an hour away.
Did I tell you I got the
results back from the MRI?
There's nothing wrong with me.