Mad Men (2007–2015): Season 2, Episode 2 - Flight 1 - full transcript

♪♪ [theme]

♪♪ [rock, muffled]

Sounds like the place.

I couldn't believe there
were two parties on this block.

I have no problem with Negroes.

I'm just worried about the car.

We can still go home.
This was your idea.

It's important that
we're here, for you.

For the people
that work for you.

Lovely, go easy on that.

Some of them
don't feel that way.



Is my nose running?

♪♪ [rock, loud]

How are you? Hi.

Sorry about that, buddy.

What did you do with your coats?

We left them in the car.

When we called to get directions

from somewhere
else in New Jersey,

Paul gave Harry the idea.

I took my purse.

I can smell alcohol,
but I don't see it.

It's him.

It's a party.

Cosgrove's doing great.



Let's go get a drink.

I'm going to stay here.

Come with me.

So you work for
these stuffed shirts?

I work with them.

Peggy. Glad to
see a familiar face.

Yes. How are you?

Introduce us to your friend.

Eugene, whom I just met,

was telling me that at Princeton

Paul used to
dress up like a girl.

According to him,

that's the way
Shakespeare did it.

Looking stunning, as always.

Much too good for him.

What are you doing out here?

Not enough subterraneans
in the Village?

I'm here because this
isn't Greenwich Village.

This is America.

How do you get to the city?

The number 33 bus takes
you right to Port Authority.

Trust me, Montclair
is the knees.

We have Globe Trotter Antiques.

We have the Wellmont Theater.

Silent movies with organ.

The Montclair Art Gallery.

George Inness. Have
you heard of him?

Of course I have.

Come.

Enjoy.

Imbibe.

You're a button, you know that?

And you're drunk.

Can't get Donna here on my desk

because she keeps refusing.

You're not allowed to do that.

I can't feel my cheeks.

I can.

I feel them fine.

My mother says when
you can't feel your cheeks,

it's time to stop.

Well, what do I do with this?

There. That works.

[whispering] Oh, my God.

Don't you and Kitty
have some place to be?

Apparently, when
they say "on call,"

it does not mean
"available by phone."

You have to be in the hospital.

I'm sorry he didn't make it.

I'm looking forward
to meeting him.

I've been having
this pain right here.

You've met him.

How could I forget?

Big, handsome,
saves people's lives.

Why did you get the nice glass?

Because I have the
Rhône Gallagher.

Fine. What is it?

There's a ship that
went down in 1871,

and the casks of
Rhône were on it.

It was a very good year.

And it sank,

and they washed up
on shore two years ago,

and they sold 180 bottles,

and I have one.

But not a sofa.

Joan, I want you
to meet someone.

My baby... Sheila.

Sheila White.

Joan is our senior secretary.

Office manager.

Sheila's an assistant manager.

At the Food Fair
in South Orange.

She's saving for school.

[Man] Kinsey!

What?

The man upstairs is here.

God?

No. It's Mr. Hoffenberg.

He wants to talk to you.

He smells marijuana.

Don't talk until I get back.

I'm serious.

I don't think we have a
Food Fair in Manhattan.

Is it a big market
with a parking lot?

It is.

Well, one day you'll drive in

in a station wagon
and be a customer.

Oh, I grew up out here.

I've already been a customer.

It's fun to meet the boys,
put faces with names.

Well, it's good to see
you and Paul together.

I have to say, when
Paul and I were together,

the last thing I would
have taken him for

was open-minded.

I love your purse.

Oh.

Thanks. I just got it.

What's that?

Marjorie. Works
at the newsstand.

I like.

But behind her.

You stole that.

That's from the office.

That dumb girl almost got fired.

But she didn't.

I'm a writer. I need it.

Mmm...

Mmm.

Hey, Brooklyn,
come home with me.

Nuh-uh.

Why not? I live alone.

Why should I?

Because I like you, and
we're having a good time,

and I'm a good kisser,

and you know you want to.

Eugene. Hmm.

I'm in the persuasion business,

and frankly, I'm disappointed
by your presentation.

Oh, come on.

[phone rings]

[ring]

[ring]

[ring]

[ring]

Fifth Avenue's a parking lot,

in both directions.

Traffic makes the
parade look bigger.

What parade?

Colonel Glenn.

It's incredible what passes
for heroism these days.

I'd like ticker tape

for pulling out of my driveway

and going around
the block three times.

It's not like people
were shooting at him.

I think he's a winner.

Square jaw, false modesty.

Looks like he just took
off his letterman jacket.

You going to go down there

with your autograph
book at lunch?

[phones ringing]

Can I just fire everyone?

Excuse me!

[ringing continues]

Excuse me!

This is a place of business.

Colonel Glenn will be on Earth

for the rest of his life.

Plane went down.

American Airlines
Flight 1 to Los Angeles.

Crashed in Jamaica Bay.

[Man] had suddenly become locked

in a death dive into the bay...

There could be a
hundred people on there.

Just fell out of the sky.

Turn prescribed by
Idlewild Airport rules.

The Federal Aviation Agency

said there is no rational basis

for grounding the Boeing 707

as a result of the crash.

Federal Aviation
administrator Najeeb Halaby

summarizing... Turn it off.

Of the investigation
said there was no...

Pull all Mohawk ROP.

And anything in
production, stop it.

But it wasn't a Mohawk plane.

We don't want people
opening their morning paper

and seeing a Mohawk ad next
to a picture of a floating engine.

The rest of you, stop
crying and figure out

how we're going to
hit the ground running

in three weeks with new work.

Excuse me.

Well, for one thing,

we should probably avoid
the term "hit the ground."

[laughter]

How about "Idlewild to Rockaway

in less than eight minutes"?

[laughter]

[phone rings]

Answer the phone, sweetheart.

[ring]

Some of the passengers...
Sterling Cooper.

Were on their way
to a golf tournament.

Apparently, the
minute the plane hit,

the bay turned plaid.

[laughter]

Get back to work.

Jets are made for
dropping bombs on Moscow,

not French cuisine.

Mmm.

Although I like those
little girls they have.

You know, they're
completely captive.

[intercom buzzes]

Mr. Phillips to see you.

Send him in.

Someone should tell Draper

to pull everything from Mohawk.

He knows that.

I just had an
interesting conversation

with Shel Keneally.

He's inside of
American Airlines.

Is the plane still crashed?

Shel was a client when
I was at Y&R in London.

We had some times together.

It's complete chaos over there.

They have any idea
what went wrong?

None.

Normal takeoff, perfect weather.

The thing just
nose-dived, exploded.

That's not comforting.

Shel says they're going to
need to make a fresh start.

Did he say "fresh start"?

A few times.

That is an
interesting phone call.

Yes.

Yes.

I can't talk right now.

[clears throat]

Mr. Campbell, are you all right?

Mr. Campbell?

I'm sorry. Am I bothering you?

What's going on?

I just got off the
phone with my brother.

It's the strangest thing.

Apparently, my father
was on that plane.

What?

My father, he was
on the... the plane.

Oh.

God, I'm sorry to hear that.

I don't know what to do.

I just saw him

at the barber.

Paul Molé on Lex.

What does one do?

Make arrangements, I guess.

What am I supposed to do?

What people do.

Go home.

I don't even think I
know how old he was.

Someone's going to ask that.

I don't know. I suppose.

You know what?

I don't think I'm
going to tell anyone.

Am I going to cry?

You just had a shock.

I wouldn't...

worry about what you're feeling.

Go home and be with your family.

Why?

Because that's what people do.

Is that what you would do?

Yes.

Really?

Yes.

Everything's exactly the same.

You should go home.

What about the
Stouffer's meeting?

I'll cancel it. Hmm.

It's not hurting anything.

There's life, and there's work.

Hey, I got one.

"Mohawk Airlines:

when you need to make
it past Jamaica Bay."

How about "American:
pioneering vertical flight"?

[whistling]

Mr. Draper, Mr. Cooper
would like to see you.

I spoke with Hank
Lamont over at Mohawk.

How are they doing over there?

He says they can weather it out.

I always get the feeling

that man opens his front
door and money comes in.

Always cleaned me out.

Best poker player
in the South Pacific.

Duck, tell Don here
about your phone call.

Well, I put in a call

to check in with Shel Keneally
over at American Airlines.

He used to run
International. We're old pals.

He picked up the phone?

What's going on over there?

Shel says it's bedlam.

Anyway, he was quite
clear about the fact

that they're going to
want to make changes

if they want the
dust to settle fast.

What does that mean?

It means they'll be
looking for a new image

and thus a new agency.

What's it been,
four, three hours

since the plane went down?

You'll have to forgive me

for not looking at a bunch
of bodies in Jamaica Bay

and seeing the opportunity.

Adding a few hours
or a day or a week

doesn't make this any
more of an opportunity.

We already have an airline.
We don't have American.

That's right. We have the one

whose planes didn't
just fall out of the sky.

[chuckles] That's good.

[Duck] I'm sorry.
Is there an issue?

$1 million. $7 million.

Am I missing something?

Did you sign American
during this phone call?

No, but Shel made it very clear

that if we can get
rid of our conflict,

he'd love to hear our ideas.

It's a serious foothold.

Oh, a foothold.

Well, I'd do anything
for a foothold.

This is how it works.

We got a regional airline

so we'd have a
shot at a big one.

I know how you
had it in your head.

The President of
American Airlines

sees a Mohawk ad, falls in love,

and says "Get me that guy."

Well, I'm sorry it
didn't play out that way.

Easy.

We have a good
client who trusts us,

who likes our work,

who pays their bills on time.

They don't deserve to
be thrown out the door

for a wink from American.

I can't believe this.

Anything else?

He'll be fine.

I'll need to cancel my
reservations to Sarasota

and, of course,
Andrew's return flight.

But I... Well, they
can't possibly expect...

I'm sure that's taken care of.

Dunham's taking
care of all that.

Bud's on the phone
with him right now.

I'm sure he'll forget something.

There's no way that he
can remember everything.

Bud's very good
with things like this.

Is he aware there is no way

to have a funeral
without the remains?

What's the difference?

You're right.

There's just so much to do.

What is that?

What?

That.

That.

What is that?

Take it.

I want you to have it.

He was such a fine man,

so well-mannered, civic.

My father admired him.

What a nice thing to say.

I like to offer a nice
bouquet of thoughts.

[sighs]

Did you take care of everything?

They do this all the time.

What?

I took care of it.

Give me another one
of those, a big one.

Dunham had some unpleasant news.

Dad was insolvent, broke.

Is there enough for a funeral?

As if the idea of a will
never crossed your mind?

We weren't going to get that.

You weren't.

What about her money?

The Dykeman Trust isn't
as solid as one would hope.

A lot of loans were taken
out by the president...

And recipient... Daddy.

Really? For what?

[whispering] I asked
Dunham if there was a woman.

He said no.

It's all oysters, travel,
and club memberships.

Does she know?

You want to tell her? Go ahead.

Everything's been taken care of.

Boys.

Oh.

Father called you
salt and pepper.

That's beautiful, Dot.

[door opens] Hi, Daddy.

[door closes]

I made you a ham sandwich.

What is this?

Carlton and Francine
are coming over for cards.

Oh, Bets. Didn't
we just do that?

We haven't done it
since before Christmas.

And they keep inviting
us, and we never go.

Can I play cards?
I want to play.

I'm going to lie
down for a minute.

I have the chenille
bedspread on.

Pull it back or they'll see
the marks on your face

and know you were sleeping.

You can say hello to
everyone, then it's off to bed.

Muddled. That means smash it.

He'll be nicer on
the second one.

You did a wonderful job on mine.

Thank you.

Go take Mommy
and Francine's orders.

Bobby, that is your last one.

All right. Come on, go.

Watch TV.

They're growing like weeds.

That's true.

We have the Caruthers
girl over to baby-sit already.

Can you believe that?

I don't think we know her.

You'd remember.

Goes to Immaculate Heart.

I've been out of high
school a long time,

but honestly, the
way these girls dress,

and those uniforms.

Carlton.

What?

I'm enjoying this story so far,

but I have a feeling it's
not going to end well.

I think that Francine
brings her in to torture me.

I mean, everything I do
rubs her the wrong way.

I got rid of the
apartment in the city.

I'm taking her to Nassau.

There was a pie
cooling in the windowsill,

and I'm not even
supposed to smell it?

It's Darkness at Noon.

What do you want to hear?

Now, come on.
Don't be like that.

Two Tom Collins.

Okay, you don't smash
the cherry on that.

Just plop it in at the end.

Try to keep it in
the top of the glass.

Gin.

[Man on radio] Oil issues
showed some signs of life today

when the Department
of the Treasury

announced plans to ease
import quotas on residual oil.

By the end of the day,
Texaco added 1/4, Shell...

Oh, good, you didn't wait.

We couldn't. It's late.

Work.

Your hair looks nice.

It does, and she fought with
Mr. Pierre every minute of it.

Monsieur.

He's got some funny ideas.

You want something to eat?

No, thank you. I already ate.

[radio shuts off]

Connie Griffin was in her yard,

hanging laundry in Bergen Beach.

She saw the whole thing.

Can you imagine?

WOR said there were
sharks eating the victims.

That's worth reporting.

You want toast?

Mama, I already ate.

You say you're coming to
dinner, and you already ate?

I came because I
wanted to see you.

We never see you.

I'm here. Right now.

Such a pretty face.

Mmm. Gladys Rhine was
asking for you at church.

Babe saw your brassiere
ads in the newspaper.

You should see poor
Donny. His skin is horrible.

Clearasil.

He's beyond that. It's a shame.

He's a handsome boy.

Lots of people was
asking me about you.

Doesn't mean the same
thing to me that it means to you.

I think your father would
like it if you lit a candle for him.

I pray for you.

You know she
lies and tells people

you're out of town on business.

She has some made-up church
in Wilkes-Barre, Pennsylvania,

where you go to mass
with a friend of hers.

No one asked her to lie.

She's not gonna be here forever.

Would it kill you to go?

I don't want to.

And I'm capable of
making my own decisions.

Really? State of New
York didn't think so.

The doctors didn't think so.

Did you bring the vacuum?

Yes.

Did you empty the bag?

Yes.

How do you let her get away
with making a bid of 150?

She usually overbids. How
was I supposed to know?

I do not overbid. I'm cautious.

I hear it's gonna be a row of
apartments all up Cedar Lane.

No more cedars.

No parking around the school.

You know, I could've had
that property for a song?

A song and a half, tops.

I thought he was
crazy, but there you go.

I'm sure we have
something else to talk about.

Oh, did you hear
about that jetliner?

Terrible. It's terrible.

I was supposed to fly
to Cleveland. Now I can't.

I have to take the train.

Nine hours.

You have got to be kidding.

Sorry.

I love the train. You do, too.

Bobby.

Go back to bed.

[running footsteps, door closes]

I'm scared. I heard something.

Everything's great.
Go back to bed.

Bobby.

Come on.

Do what your mother says.

[grunts]

When I was a child,

I would've been way
more afraid of my father

than of going to sleep.

I hated going to
sleep when I was a kid.

But I bet you did
when you were told.

Mm-hmm, with a stack
of comics and a flashlight.

I don't care what they
do when they're up there.

I just like a few
hours of quiet.

Ernie tests my patience.

Said he saw a ghost.

He was scared.

He's a little liar.

He is?

He drew the most amazing picture

of George Washington
the other day.

His teacher was so impressed,

she put it up in the hallway.

It really looked like him.

Well, obviously.

Because he brought
it home, and I noticed

the exact same
image of Washington

on the cover of
one of his books.

He had traced it.

What happened?

He brought a book to
school so he could trace it?

Well, I don't know.
Maybe they had it there.

I mean, the point
is it was dishonest.

My whole art department
is run on tracing paper.

Why reinvent the wheel?

I've got the rest.

I don't care about tracing.

What about all that
praise he accepted

for something he didn't do?

Well, the book says they
start fibbing at this age.

They want to see if they
can make it come true.

[scoffs]

I don't need a book to
know what little boys do.

You have anything you want
me to take back to the library?

Anything you want me to pick up?

No. I have to renew The
Agony and the Ecstasy.

It's taking forever.

I should go. I have
to work tomorrow.

Busy bee.

Aren't you going
to say good night?

Hi, Aunt Peggy.

Marilyn says Helen
Bishop's trying to stop them

from putting parking
meters at Depot Plaza.

Apparently, she got chummy

with some administrator
at the high school.

Big, fat fellow.

Carlton's put on a few.

I think it's nice
he's filled out.

It shows he's happy.

I wouldn't say that.

Why not?

Did he say something?
What did he say?

He didn't say anything.

Well, he should be happy.

Okay, maybe he is.

He should be happy and grateful

and showering Francine with
love after what he put her through.

Look, Bets, I'm
not going to fight.

I'll say whatever you
think I should say,

but I'm not going
to fight with you.

[chuckles]

What, sweetheart? Hmm?

You laughed. What's funny?

Oh. I just...

I was just thinking that

the last conversation
I had with him,

we were arguing about
whether Barney Kellogg

bred Boston terriers
or French bulldogs.

I'm sorry you were arguing.

Those ugly little
pushed-in faces.

The labored breathing.

He said they were
French bulldogs.

I said they were
Boston terriers.

He was angry about it.

Oh, Peter, neither of you
knew it was the last time.

Fighting about facts,
my mother calls it.

We do it all the time.

Argue over something

that's actually one
thing or another.

What do Barney's dogs look like?

Just beige.

Kind of like pugs,
but with big ears.

Those are French bulldogs.

Really?

Mm-hmm.

When I woke up, I
felt fine for a minute.

Then I remembered.

You should be thinking
about the good times.

Right.

So they go out a third time,

and now the restaurant's
even worse... Indian food.

But she really likes him.

I told you he worked for
City Hall, for the Mayor.

So what happened?
I need three copies.

One goes to Mr. Robinson,
one to Mr. Fairbanks,

and one to Mr. Smith.

The strange one.

That doesn't narrow it down.

Thank you.

Mr. Kinsey.

Is something wrong?

I'm avoiding you.

Or haven't you noticed
that after three days?

Are you worried
about the typewriter?

I'm not going to tell anyone.

Although you were so brazen,
you don't deserve clemency.

What did you say to Sheila?

Who? Sheila.

My girlfriend.

Describe her to me.

Very funny.

I know what's first on the list.

Oh, my God. I knew you were

a lot of things...
I'm not a phony.

You're so proud.

It's so obvious why
you're seeing her.

A supermarket checkout girl?

Conversation
must be stimulating.

Lettuce costs a nickel.

What a relief.
You're just jealous.

Because you're the
one who got away?

You, out there in your
poor-little-rich-boy apartment

in Newark or wherever.

Walking around with
your pipe and your beard,

falling in love with that girl

just to show how
interesting you are.

Go ahead. What part is wrong?

[knocking]

Pete?

Duck. Come in.

Where's the girl?

She's supposed to tell
me if she goes anywhere.

When my old man died, I
went on a hell of a bender.

Oh. You heard about that.

I had to read about
it in the Times.

I wish you felt that you
could talk to me about it.

You should be able to.

We're practically family here.

Oh, I don't know, Duck.

There's not a lot to say.

No. Of course not.

Your old man was
in advertising, right?

Boston.

Used to talk about the
'20s like we're idiots.

My father wasn't.

Of course, it turns out I really
didn't know anything about him

except that he did
not like advertising.

Ah, that's his style. I'm
sure he was proud of you.

Some people have
trouble saying it.

Yes. That was a problem for him.

What's not to be proud of?

You pay attention.
You're hungry.

Most of the time you
know what you're doing.

I've noticed that.

Oh. I appreciate that.

Now, I don't want you to
think I'm being insensitive,

but we're going after
American Airlines.

Well, it's...

I don't want to make
you feel uncomfortable.

Okay.

I'm meeting at the University
Club with Shel Keneally.

Tonight, actually.
Get everything rolling.

If anything, I'd
like you on board.

I want you leading
the way on this thing.

I think I am uncomfortable.

I don't think I should do that.

It just happened.

I haven't even cried yet.

Of course.

It was inappropriate.

I'm sorry for your loss.

Can you come in here
with the papers I asked for?

[Roger] Sweetheart.

You mind?

I need you to set a meeting.

A quiet place, but public.

Have a heart-to-heart
with Henry Lamont.

Why would I do that?

Because we're cutting him loose.

Duck's having a meeting with Shel
Keneally from American Airlines tonight.

He's letting them know
that Mohawk is over.

And that gets us a pitch?

It sends a signal
that we're serious.

And that we're willing
to do whatever it takes.

He has nothing.
And this is more of it.

It's desperate. Come on.

You should be salivating to
rip these guys away from DDB.

And even if we don't
win this account,

we're going to be on a
list in the New York Times

of big boys pitching
for this business.

We have an airline.

What kind of company
are we going to be?

The kind where everyone
has a summer house?

I can't believe I
look like an idiot

for wanting to be
loyal to these people.

Oh, take off your dress.

You get a chance at
American Airlines, you take it.

End of discussion.

Hildy, can you get
my wife on the phone?

Of course.

Forget it.

[no audible dialogue]

Mr. Campbell.

Don. Do you have a minute?

What do you want, Campbell?

I just was... I don't know.

It's not a good time.

If you want, you
can leave him a note.

People do that.

No.

Thank you.

[women laughing]

Good night, Joan.

Did you see who did this?

No.

I never would have
guessed you were in your 30s.

People should not bring their
personal problems into the office.

I agree.

Is it so hard to just
leave everything

at the door and
just do your job?

I look forward to it.

They can't stand it.

They'll drag you into
the garbage out there.

They just want you to be
as miserable as they are.

I say let them have it.

♪♪ [traditional Japanese]

Thanks.

How are you, Don?

Henry.

Sit down.

Can I get you anything?

You know, I'm glad
you picked this place.

It reminds me of Pearl Harbor.

For many reasons.

Do you think you're not
going to have to say it?

Sterling Cooper has decided

to end its relationship
with Mohawk Airlines.

Sterling Cooper.

I'm sorry.

It wasn't my decision.

You know, when we came in there,

they all said Sterling
Cooper is Don Draper.

That's what you get.

That talk you gave me
about us growing together.

You said Sterling Cooper
didn't need a big airline.

You were going to
make us a big airline.

I wish things hadn't
worked out this way.

I'm almost
embarrassed to say this.

You fooled me.

Stockholders weren't
remotely impressed

with firing our head of ops.

So this agency change, well,
that's going to be a process.

And to be part of that process?

Listen, we're here
talking, right? Of course.

But it's hard for me to
leave here comfortable

unless I know what
your objections are.

Well, we're a few steps
away from objections.

We're just sticking
a toe in the water.

Well, we're not. We jumped in.

Pete.

It's good to see you.

Shel, this is Pete Campbell.

I don't think he's our best.

I think he's the best.

Pleased to meet you.

You as well.

I was just telling
my buddy Shel here

how we've really cleared
the way to be in this.

I was telling Duck here

we don't know where we are yet.

I don't think you're aware

of the level of commitment
and enthusiasm

for this project at
Sterling Cooper.

It's true.

We've got writers
bucking the gate.

I've already got a stack
of ideas on my desk

that I think you'd love to see.

We understand how delicate

the process of rebuilding
the public's confidence will be.

Not just the public.
Our stockholders.

Well, I want you to know that,

should you decide to
bring us your business,

there will be someone
on your account

who knows exactly what
you're going through.

My father was on that plane.

My goodness.

Sorry to hear that.

Yes. Well... it's
a horrible thing.

Hopefully, something
good will come of it.

That is something
I will pass on.

Shall we grab a bite?

I put our name in.

♪♪ ["Sukiyaki"]

I'm not your waitress,
but are you all set here?

Excuse me?

You've been sitting
alone a long time.

Can I get you a menu?

I don't think so.

I have to drop this off,

but I can swing back
around on my way out.

Not tonight.

[priest speaking Latin]

Shh, shh, shh. [fussing]

Would you hold him for me?

Thanks.

[crying]

[speaking Latin]

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