Pan Am (2011–2012): Season 1, Episode 5 - One Coin in a Fountain - full transcript

NARRATOR:
Previously onPan Am...

What do you think
you're doing?

I ran away
from my own wedding.

Bon voyage, Laura.
Safe journey.

Marry me. I can't say yes now.

Bridget?

Fit the profile
perfectly.

A Pan Am stewardess
can travel

all around the world
without suspicion.

You have no idea
what you've done

nor what it takes
to keep a cold war cold.



Do you think you're special? You think you're
in the wrong seat.

Yeah, I am. Well, you either need
to let it go,

or you need to
call your daddy to
get you one of your own.

[HORNS HONKING]

[SIREN WAILING]

You don't understand.

Maybe if you whine at me
another 20 minutes...

It was my engagement ring.
How could you just sell it?

Same way you pawned it.

I needed the money.

Who pays my bills?
Rockefeller?

Guy comes in,
likes the ring.
You left it over 60 days.

I sell it.

[SPUTTERING]
But... But...



Don't spit
all that out again.

I get sob stories
in this shop.

I get sob stories
at home.

But here,
this sidewalk, mine.
No sobbing.

Greg deserves
to have it back.

He saved up
all his money
to buy me a ring.

For him,
that meant everything.

Oh, yeah? But for you,
not so much, huh?

Ah, crap. Freakin' hot.

I hate summer
in New York.

[GROANS]

[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]

WOMAN OVER PA:
Flight 270 arriving
from...

WOMAN: Thank you,
Miss Cameron.
Next in line.

Laura, hi.

Hey, hi.

How is the new arrangement,
staying at Maggie's?

Fine.

And did you, uh,
did you settle things
last night?

Kate, why must you
interrogate me
about this?

Maggie offered.

You were more than happy
to have me gone.

No, I meant last night
with Greg.

You know, the man
whose engagement ring
you're returning?

Had to cancel.

He couldn't
make it to New York?

I didn't say that.

I came down
with the sniffles,

some congestion,

and we had this early flight
this morning.

Really?

What are you saying, Kate?
You don't consider this early?

Oh, cookies.

Can I help?

No. No help. I don't want
any more of your help.

Good morning, Ted.

Yuck.

So do you wanna
at least talk about
what happened last night?

This is all your fault.

Am I chewing gum?
No, I'm not.

Gumdrop, Laura. Drop.

[ENGINES ROARING]

[EUROPEAN ACCENT]
I never miss it.

This Grand Prix?
Every year?

My boyhood dream
was to be a racer...

The Monaco circuit.

Now all I can do
is watch.

Season after season.
Quite sad, huh?

Oh, yes, Monte Carlo,
the beach,

the water, the sun,
every single year. Mmm.

I feel badly for you,
Mr. Lonza.

Niko, please.
Feel badly for Niko.

Roger, Gander.
We have our
oceanic clearance.

Clipper 2-2.
It's all about speed.

The Grand Prix is a race.
It's not a beauty pageant.

Through the streets
of Monaco?

My dime's still
on the Cooper-Climax.

I like the Citroen.
Now that's an automobile.

Not a Formula One,
Sanjeev.

Cooper-Climax won it
last year.

Thank you, miss.

And that's
my point exactly.

Do you boys always
leave this door open?

Sometimes we get lonely.

That is one heck
of a dashboard
you've got there.

It does the trick.

[CHUCKLES]

Can I help anyone
in here?

Do you have
any jujubes?

Airport gift shop
was out.

Jujubes. No.

But if you return
to your seat,
I can get you some pate.

Oh, too pasty for me.

And those
poor little geese.

But chewy gumdrops,
pure heaven.

So you're going
with the Cooper, yeah?

I will if you will.

Dean Lowrey, your Captain.

Ginny Saddler,
your interloper.

[GIGGLES] You were
mentioning a pub, Niko?

Oh, yeah.
Sure. Great spot.

Excuse me.

Oh. Yugoslavian,
I think.

Who?4C. Are you blind?

No. Just slower
on the draw.

I'm curious about
the mink coat lady.

A mink coat? In July?

She's not VIP.
There's nothing here.

Where is she sitting?

With our Captain.

And then the engines
started up.

Vroom, vroom, vroom,
and go!

[LAUGHS] Really?
Like Rebel Without
a Cause?

Fred and his DeSoto,
Lenny in his Buick,

and me
and my handkerchief.

[LAUGHS] "Miss Drag Race,"

Appanoose County, Iowa,
1955.

Ah, so you were
listening.

Captive audience.

Oh, my favorite kind.

Was there a cliff?

This wasn't
a chicken run.

Oh, there was a thing
with chickens,

but it was
only the one night,
and no one meant to...

Well, no sense
revisiting that now.

[CHUCKLES]

Anyone for
a cup of tea?

BOTH: No.
No, thank you.

Love one, but I'm gonna
head back to my seat.

These boys need
to fly a plane.

Yes, boys,
why don't you
fly a plane?

[DOOR CLOSES] [CHUCKLES]

Jujubes?

That's your
first thought?

Well... Pathetic.

Yes, I stocked up,
and yes, that's pathetic,
but this woman...

This vivacious,
voluptuous woman...

Barely out the door,
and your mind goes
to jujubes.

Among other places.

Well, hallelujah,
because sad to say,

she took a liking
to you, Captain.

Get out there.

Pal, jump off the ledge.

Sign that dance card
and tiptoe yourself

into a little
corporeal distraction.

And at great
personal sacrifice,
to myself...

I offer you these.

[RATTLES]

He's not dead,
I hope.

Dead.

Eight letters,
starts with M.

"Moribund."
It's a good thing
you came along.

See, I thought you'd
be up in First.

Oh, I like it back here.

Who's your
traveling companion?

Oh, not one of mine.

Just cold and tired,
so I tucked him in.

Sweet gent.

Oh, it's a lucky gent.

It's my coat.
I'm the lucky one.

See, people think
that I wear it because
I'm rich, which I'm not,

or because I'm snobby,
which I could learn to be.

Truth is,
someone's always cold
on an airplane, even in July.

I have a surprise
for you.

I love surprises.

[GASPS]

[LAUGHS]

Uh, private supplier.

[LAUGHS]

[CLOSES DOOR]

Excuse me.

How you feeling?

Your sniffles
and congestion?

Oh, yes. Much better.
False alarm.

[CLATTER]

Just enough to cancel
with Greg?

I didn't wanna
make him sick.

Maybe you didn't really
want to end it?

Oh, I did. I do.
Well, I have.

[DISHES CLATTER]

I'm trying.

You have to
talk to him.

[SIGHS] I'm trying.

And give the ring back.I'm trying.

[CURTAIN RINGS SWOOSH]

LAURA: I don't
remember this weather.

In London?

In July. Oh.

I like it.
But it's chilly.

Couldn't we find
a closer pub
to debrief at?

Yes, but this is
the one that...

Mr. Lonza's going to? [NEWSPAPER SNAPS LOUDLY]

MAGGIE: There will be
race car drivers.

By all means, then,
let's dash.

[CHUCKLES] Laura, you're right.

It is chilly.
I'm gonna run back
for my jacket.

I'll meet
you guys there?

You want us to wait?

No, go on.
I'll be fine.

A bench in the fog,
Mr. Anderson?

Fog? Really?
I hadn't noticed.

But then again,
I'm British.

It's lovely to
see you again, Kate.

That was quick thinking,
about your jacket.

Yep. I am worth
every penny.

Wait.
I don't get any pennies.

Shall we
discuss your salary
or lack thereof?

No.

I think not.

There'll be a man
on your next flight...

Niko Lonza, UN attache,

designation of no importance
in this particular assignment.

I've met him.
He was on our flight
from New York.

Well, no matter.
We're not
interested in him.

However,
Monte Carlo Casino,
VIP room.

Mr. Lonza will be gambling
with a friend of his.

A friend who is
currently seeing
an Italian woman

who goes by the name
of Lena Bracca.

She's a Soviet agent.

We'll need
her fingerprints.

How do I do that?

Well, I suspect
that you'll need to
arrange for Mr. Lonza

to bring you with him
to the casino

so that you can meet
this Lena Bracca.

That may not be so easy.

He's already interested
in another stewardess.

Well...

Un-interest him.

[UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING]

So I said, "You have 21.
You don't need
another card."

But he blurts right out,
"Hit me."

That sounds
like something
my super would do.

The man doesn't
know a mailbox
from a flower box.

Disastrous for
the chrysanthemums.
[LAUGHS]

The table has opened up.
Shall we?

Oh, I don't know.

You won't accept
my challenge?

Well, if you can teach me.
I've never actually played.

I have.

I'll take
your challenge.

And I'll win.

Your friend sounds
like she means it.

Well, she can
be competitive.

Uh, 8-ball?
9-ball? Bank?

It's your choice,
Mr. Lonza.

Please, call me Niko.

[R&B MUSIC PLAYING]

[CLACK]

That's a good shot.

Nice.[CHUCKLES]

Think you're gonna
make that one?

Absolutely.[BALLS CLACK]

Clearly,
I underestimated you.

Clearly.

Let's try darts.

Oh, after a rematch.

Really? I mean,
is that okay

with people waiting
for the table?

She's right.
I hate to be a pool hog.

You won't allow me
to even the score?

I'm sorry. There was
a chance at that?

[CHUCKLES]

Rack 'em up.

Lovely.

[MAN AND WOMAN
SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

Good evening, sir.

You're almost
right on time.

You can't mean me.

Pan Am has the best
on-time schedule
in the world.

That's a heck
of a dashboard.

[LAUGHS] No driver?

He's at lunch.

Very generous of you.

Mmm, I'm a giver.

Got a, uh,
crossword puzzle
in there anywhere?

[CHUCKLES] Five letters,
starts with "W,"

rhymes with "song."

Why don't you come in
out of the fog, Captain?

Is this how you reel
all your men in?

No. Some of them can
open a door.

[GRUNTS] [LAUGHS]

[MAKES WHOOSHING SOUND]

[SPEAKING FRENCH]

[MAKES WHOOSHING SOUND]

[IRISH BROGUE] Ah, poor frogs.
Can't get the language down,
much less drive.

Where's Niko?

Where's your evil twin?

Billiards. Busywork
for the unemployed,
if you ask me.

Now darts...

That's a proper pub game.

There's a word
from the bird.

Crickets then?
I'll spot you the 20.

Hey.

Didn't see you much
during the flight.

Not at all
during the flight.

Am I avoiding you,
or are you avoiding me?

Ted, this...
really isn't the time.

Thank you. [BILLS RUSTLING]

Oh!

Oh. Where are you headed?

Besides into a wall
if you don't lower
that thing.

What are you doing here
on your day off?

Just trying to
stay out of trouble.

Cashing my check.

Where are you...
Where are you headed?

133rd and 7th.

Harlem.Business.

[CHUCKLES]
You're kidding, right?

I can't have business
in Harlem?

Should you?

I learned the subway system.
I can find my way down there.

It's not down.
It's up,

and I'd hate
to see you
lose all this.

Oh.

Okay. Up?

Nighttime in Harlem,
I'm sure you'll blend in
beautifully.

That's not
a very nice attitude.

[CHUCKLES] It's exactly
what you're gonna
need up there.

Ted... It's personal.

You mean
a female thing? No.

Well, then what the hell?
I'll come along.

I haven't been
to Harlem in days.

[SIGHS] Fine.

But I really don't wanna
talk about it. Understood?

Understood.

TED: We've flown
Pan Am brass before,

but never
a Senior Vice President.

Yeah, that's a very nice
lapel pin there, Mr. Henson.

Consolation prize for
the Pan Am executives.

We wanted wings.

Just kidding.

[BOTH CHUCKLE]

I'm sorry
she's so late.

Not a good sign
in a secretary.
[CHUCKLES]

She has many
positive attributes,

promptness not
being one of them.
What time do you have?

Uh, sorry, I'm not
wearing my watch.

What, you don't
have your Rolex on?

I thought you slept
in that thing.

Well, I stopped
wearing mine, too.

Much easier
to ask someone.

Ah, she deigns
to join us.

Oh. Sorry.

So sorry.

Do we have
enough room here?

Yes, of course.

Okay.

Okay, I'm gonna...
I'm gonna go
warm things up.

[SIGHS]

[LAUGHS]
Secretary, my ass.

No, it's possible.
Lot of businessmen

travel with
their secretaries.

First class ticket?
Mink coat?

The shopping bags?
No steno pads.

She's not his secretary.

She's his mistress.

Yeah, I guess
most secretaries

don't drive around
in Bentleys.

Oh, my God.

You cashed in
on the jujubes.

[CHUCKLES]

You know, I would
never encourage you to...

With...

It's the Vice President.

I don't plan
on telling him.

Could be worse.
You could have
jujubed his wife.

That is not worse.

A wife is the block
he grew up on.

A mistress is where
he's living now.

Well...

You want the left seat, Ted.
This could be your chance.

[CURTAIN RINGS SWOOSH]

Oh, I've been
to a casino before,

just not one
in Monte Carlo.

Really?
What's your game?

I don't know.
Something where I won't
lose a lot of money.

Oh, in that case,
I have the perfect system.

You'll never lose.

Mmm. And you'll, uh,
teach me this
perfect system.

It's very simple.
Stay out of the casino.

[CABIN RATTLES]

Sorry, Kate. There's been
a slight change of plans.

Laura's moving up
to First,

so you'll be covering
Economy today.

Hmm.

You've been called up
to the big leagues.

Odd that Maggie
reassigned you.

Oh, yes, it's very odd.

[BOTH CHUCKLE]

A woman scorned.

Sends the other one
to the kitchen.

Laura, I know you'll do
the right thing with Greg.

[CABIN RATTLING]Whoa!

[WHEELS CLACKING]

Right then and there with
the groom standing outside
in a penguin suit?

That lady looks like
she's about to fall.

Should we wake her up?

Oh, God, no.
Second rule
of the subway.

Never wake anybody up.

What's the first rule? Take a cab.

What a wuss. Who?

Craig. You never let
the bride bolt on you.

You bolt on the bride.

MAN OVER PA:
72nd Street. Greg. Anyway...

Next stop, 145th Street. I moved in with Kate
that same night.

I didn't have
any money...

[BELL DINGS] So I pawned
the engagement ring.

Oh. That's a dagger
through a fella's heart.

Thank you, Ted.
I already know
I'm a horrible person.

I could just
kick myself. [BELL DINGS]

Well, you had
to eat, right?

I'm sure at the time,
a short-term pawn seemed
like a pretty good idea.

Well,
that's what I thought

until they sold it
to a man in Harlem.

I mean,
they can just do that?

It's in
the How to Pawnmanual.

See, now they
didn't give me a...

Oh.

Anyway, Greg's coming
to New York,

and I want things
definitively over.

I need to give
the ring back.

He didn't hear "definitive"
when you hurdled yourself
off that altar?

Yes, but when he came
to Paris...

He followed you to Paris?
Pathetic. Craig is Bambi.

It's Greg,
and he's not pathetic.

He's actually
quite romantic.

Well, see, that was
his first mistake.

I mean, look at history.
Antony and Cleopatra,

Samson and Delilah,
Pepe Le Pew...

All of them brought down
by romance.

Well, he was really
very sweet.

You know, he saved up,

bought the ring,
found the right moment.

[TRAIN WHEELS CLACKING]

Oh, God, I really am
a horrible person.

[CLEARS THROAT]

Oh! [GROANS]

Was your whole relationship
this much fun?

[SWITCH CLICKS]

Can I help you,
Mr. Henson?

A blanket, please.

She doesn't like
to share.

Thank you.

ROGER: There'll be a man
on your next flight...

Niko Lonza, UN attache.

Mr. Lonza will be gambling
with a friend of his.

A friend who is currently
seeing an Italian woman

who goes by the name
of Lena Bracca.

She's a Soviet agent.
We'll need her
fingerprints.

Where am I going
to find shoes?

Does he know
all the games?

Well, I... He must.

I mean, he gambles here
ever year with a friend. [CLATTER]

He won $2,000
at roulette last year.

So you can
only imagine.

I was shocked
when he asked me.

Le casino Cote d'Azur...
magnifique.

[ENGINES ROARING]

[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]

[SHIFTS GEARS]

Want to go for a ride?

I think I've already
been taken for one.

Well, maybe this one
will be better.

It's hard to see
that happening.

Unless, of course,
uh... I drive.

I'm in your hands,
Captain.

[CAR DOOR OPENS]

KATE: Have Ted and Dean
even checked in yet?

LAURA: I think they're
still drooling over
those sports cars.

Boys and their toys,
a timeless love story.

LAURA: Colette.
There you are.

Anyone for
a guilty pleasure?

KATE: How guilty?

700 francs.

No pleasure in that.

No kidding.

I'm off to
saner pastures.

LAURA: I do like that hat
in the corner.

Oh, and that bag.

The bag and the hat.

The cat in the hat?Ted.

Do you have time
to talk?

I have plans with Kate.

Does she know that?

Ted, it's fine.
You don't need
to apologize.

Who's apologizing?

You ought to be.

You just said
I didn't have to.

Because I assumed
you knew you should.

For trying
to protect you?

Which is not at all
what you did, is it?

Y...

[LAUGHS]

I can't explain myself.

I was drawn to the man.

You never said a word to Niko
before the pub in London.

It was sudden.

I didn't really
speak to him
on that first flight.

Let's talk about flights.

I've never been a big fan
of breakfast.

All those first class eggs
made to order.

All right.

You cancel
your date with Niko,
and those eggs go away.

For a month. A week.

Three.Week and a half.

Two and a half,
and we're done.

Done.

Excellent.

[SIGHS] Quick whiz,
then a few more shots,

and I'm off
to get gorgeous.

MAGGIE: Don't wear
yourself out.

I'm Irish.
I'll pick you up at 8:00.

That's your date?

Smile. Niko's worth it.

[SCOFFS]

Too bad we don't
have a camera.

Oh, but we do.

[BOTH CHUCKLE]

[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS]

I was a Girl Scout.

Oh, yeah? Mmm-hmm.

As in "be prepared"?

Yep.

Yes, I would say
that you are prepared...

For everything
except say...

Telling me about a man
named Everett Henson

or his profession,
which is...

Oh, yeah,
airline executive.

I had the impression
you liked the element
of surprise.

You could've filled me in
a bit more on your life
beyond "Miss Drag Race."

I suppose.

On the other hand,
"Hey, Ginny, you said
you weren't rich.

"Didn't mention a job,

"yet you wear a mink coat,
fly to London, Monte Carlo,
shop at Harrods.

"You inherit
a ton of money?"

[CHUCKLES]
See, I always figure

that when someone
doesn't ask you anything
about your life,

anything about what's
staring them right
in the face,

they don't really
wanna know.

That wouldn't be you,
would it?

[CHUCKLES]

Oh. Masterpiece.
It's museum quality.

Don't show it to Everett.

He doesn't like anyone
touching the car.

You mean like this?

[GRUNTS]

[GIGGLES]

You know,
I do accept payment.

This, however,
will not be enough.

No? [CHUCKLES]

Still here.

KATE: You're not getting
rid of me, Philippe.

Miss Cameron,
I reiterate...

We cannot
release information
about our guests.

And I cannot be ready
to go to the casino

if I don't know what time
Mr. Lonza's car is arriving.

Perhaps you should
ask him.

Philippe,
it's a surprise.

He doesn't know
that I've flown in.

I'm sure he doesn't.

A tear? Hmm?
Would that help?

Because I can do that.

Please, no, do not.
Christophe? Christophe?

[SPEAKS FRENCH]

8:00.

What ever
are you talking about?

Ah, Philippe,
merci, merci.
Je suis...

Oh, it's 7:15.
Thank you so much.

LAURA: Well,
thanks a lot, Kate.

You just left me here
talking to myself

like a lunatic
right in this very spot,
as a matter of fact.

Laura, Laura, focus.
Can you do that?

I'm not 12.

How much money
do you have on you?

[JAZZ PLAYING]

As you can see,
Mr. Bodine,

I have your receipt
of purchase.

Call me Shoot Man.

Uh... Sh-Shoot Man?

Come on now.
Don't shy away from it.

Shoot Man. Shoot Man.

[LAUGHS] There it is.

Thank you.

As I was saying,
I'm prepared to
offer you $50

more than you originally
paid for the ring...

Tasty Pudding.

Track two, side B,
Tasty Pudding.

White boy blows so smooth,
you got to dig it.

You certainly do.
I wish I'd seen him jam
with Mulligan.

I'm sorry.
Mr. Bodine...

Ah, Shoot Man. Shoot Man...

Do you dig
Tasty Pudding?

I, uh, yes, I do.
I... I dig the...
Tasty Pudding.

But what I would really,
really like to discuss
is the ring.

The ring ain't for sale.

Excuse me?

Man buys a ring,
he means business.

[SIGHS]

Well, there's business,
and there's business.

Couple extra C-notes.

I don't have
that much on me today,
but I can...

No way.

Well, I guess it ain't
that important.

Ted, hush.

Shoot Man is
taking advantage of you.

Some people might call it
supply and demand,

but if that's how
he feel, then...

Sorry, little lady.
Deal's off.

I can't leave
empty-handed.

[CHUCKLES]
In all fairness,

you... You did say
that you liked
the Tasty Pudding.

MAN OVER PA:
Downtown 2 train
approaching.

What?

Downtown number 2 train
approaching.

Hey! Hey! Hey!

Hey! Wait! Knock it off!
What is your problem?

You!
You... Usurped me.

I usurped you?

I was this close to
getting the ring back.

You were this close
to being played.

It wasn't
about the money!

I was trying to
make things right
with Greg

so he could move on,
so I could move on.

And you messed it all up.

You are...
A horrible person.

I thought you were
the horrible person.

Fine. Sure. Run away.

Where are you going?

First rule of
the subway, Ted.

Taxi? Taxi!

[CHUCKLES]
Where have you been?

Sightseeing.

[LAUGHING]
I don't want to know.

Oh.

Oh. Wrong door, huh?
Hate that.

Your fly's open.

[LAUGHS]

[ZIPS]

[WHISPERS] Key. Key.

Oh, no.

[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]

Hey! Hey, you! W...

Mr. Henson.

Captain Lowrey?

You're out of uniform,
Captain.

What are you doing
down here?

Oh, just dropping off
a car for a friend,

and, I, uh, I noticed
this beauty. You?

Well, this beauty
is mine.

Oh, yeah? I'm sorry
about yelling.

I didn't know who was
doing what over here.

No, I don't blame you.
Don't blame you.

Wow. These doors...
Solid, huh?

Your hand, Captain.

You're like me, huh?

Keep your greasy fingers
off my car.

Annoying as hell,
isn't it?

[CAR DOOR SHUTS]

[ENGINE STARTS]

[ENGINE REVVING]

Yeah, I'd love to...
love to take it
for a spin.

Sure. We'll get on that.

Tomorrow.

[ENGINE REVVING]

Ginny.

Dean.

Key. From the front desk.

Key. From under
the front seat.

Allow me.

How did you find it?

Well, I told you.
I pay attention.

When did you find it?

Before Everett could.

You know,
you were right.

He doesn't like
people touching his car.

[CHUCKLES]

You look ready
for a night on the town.

[CHUCKLES] You, too.

All dressed up,
and nowhere to go.

My friends' car
broke down in Nice.

Well, and that's not
Monte Carlo's fault.

Hmm.

[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]

[SPEAKING CROATIAN]

[ITALIAN ACCENT]
I'm so sorry, caro.

Cars, taxi,
tourists, everywhere.

[SPEAKING ITALIAN]

NIKO:
This must be Lena? LENA: Niko, at last.

I have heard
so much about you.

And I've heard
about you.

This is Kate
from New York.

Oh, I love Manhattan,

the shopping,
almost as good as Roma.

Lena, it's so
nice to meet you.

I'm sorry.
There was traffic?

All is fine, thank you.

Remy, is there
only champagne?

Is there no Chardonnay?
Non c'eMoscato?

[SPEAKING ITALIAN]

I think we're
just gonna have some
champagne. That's fine.

Oh, uh, I think Lena
has the right idea.

I'd love wine, too.

Chardonnay?
Sauvignon Blanc?

Oh, I'd prefer
something red.

Lena, I am so sorry.
I can be such
a klutz sometimes.

Oh, no, no, don't do that.
Hot water will set the stain.

I have club soda.

It's a gift from the gods.
It's like an eraser.

We use it all the time
for our passengers.

I'm a stewardess...
For Pan Am.

[BOTTLE CLATTERS]

If I can't make those
look brand-spanking new,

I'll get you a new pair...

From New York.

Please,
let me make up for it.

Schifosa.

Excuse me, bartender?

Yes, sir.
May I help you?

I would like to
have a glass of
something red, I think.

Perhaps the '57
Chateau Capet-Guillier.

Oh, that's an excellent
Bordeaux, sir.

And also,
instead of having a glass,

I would like to
have a bottle,

if you will join me.

[JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING]

I think I will save
this bottle as a...

What do you call it?

A keepsake?
Memento?

Both.

It was an accident.

Accident, blessing,
good fortune.

You know what?
I think Remy
will thank us.

Thank you.

I could see it
from the beginning.

Not a good match.

You just met her. Well, I have
a good eye for people.

Oof.
No, he'll never
make his 11.

Mmm. Not impossible.

Mmm, he can't thread.
He can't kiss.

Nothing worse
than a bad kisser.

What do you wanna bet that
not a single one of those men

have ever played
against a girl?

I would take that bet.

[CLEARS THROAT]

What'd you wish for?

Do-over.

Oh, power over
time and space.
Quite a penny.

10 francs.

Well, In that case,
uh...

My engagement ring?

You have another 10 francs?
I'll go for world peace.

You've had it
this whole time?

I tried to
get your attention.

This whole time?

A guy's gotta pick
the right moment
to give a girl a ring.

Wow.

That might have been
the worst thing I could have
possibly said right now.

[SIGHS] Maybe I am
a horrible person.

Just thoughtless
sometimes.

Getting into it
was so easy...

Flower arrangements,
bridesmaids dresses.

Getting out?

That part
I really messed up.

[SIGHS]

The suspense is over.

You're not perfect.

How did you talk
Shoot Man into it?

Oh. [SCOFFS]

The thing with musicians

is you gotta start off
on the right foot,

which, in this case, was,
uh, "What time you got?"

Oh, God. Your Rolex?

[SIGHS]

[ENGINES ROARING]

KATE: Thank you
for choosing Pan Am.
Good night.

Bye-bye.

Good to be back
in New York.

Yeah.

Did you lose something?

I thought I had
a tin of aspirin.

Monte Carlo,
always too much
of a party.

It's too much
of something.

High wire, perhaps.

Always loved
walking it myself.

Although sometimes

it's helpful
to have a net.

Now where's
the fun in that?

Captain, there you are.
I thought we missed you.

Ah, I got you this far.

You'll have to do
the rest on your own.

If you ever
need anything

from the inside.

Yeah. And...

If you ever
need anything
from 35,000 feet...

[CHUCKLES] Okay.

Should probably keep
one of these on hand, too.

Yes. I definitely will.

Thank you.Absolutely.

Keep it running.
I'll only be a few minutes. MAN: Yes, ma'am.

[ENGINE RUMBLING]

For me? Well, it's the least
we can do.

Apparently,
we don't pay you.

Can't tell
that Mr. Anderson
anything.

Ah, the lovely Lena.

She was blonde
last I saw her.

She mention
anything about Gdansk? Poland?

Site of this year's
World Fencing Championship.

Interesting cover
for a spy convention.

I'm pretty sure
Lena's already been
to fencing school.

The fingerprints
should prove helpful.

We'll be able to zero in
on the nine aliases

she's used over
the last two years.

Nice work.

An 8-year-old
could have done it.

Did you get
an invitation
to a casino?

Good-looking guy.

I take what you give me.

[SCOFFS]

Hey. You can get
these right here
on the street.

You've gotta
love New York.

How was your, uh,
insurance... Official?

[CHUCKLES] Agent.
We call them agents.

I, uh...
I couldn't get out
of there fast enough.

So where are we going?

Oh, just down the street.

I'm betting
we can find a few men

who've never played pool
against a girl.

I'll take that bet.