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What do you want me

to bring you back from Rome?

Just yourself.

Maybe if you have the time

I could use a pair of white gloves.

Size six and a half, right?

No.

I'm the one who wears

a size seven and a half.

American Airlines

Flight 103 for St. Louis

is now in the final boarding...

Hey, now, that's a good idea, Mel

using little old ladies for skycaps.

You keep that up.

You're doing a good job.

Mel?

For my sake, be patient with him.

How you can live with

that over-aged juvenile

delinquent I'll never know.

There's just the two of us.

If I left him, what would I have?

Would you have any more

if he decided to leave you?

He won't.

The moment a girl gets too serious,

he waves his wedding ring like a flag.

I'm his disaster insurance.

More like group insurance.

Thanks for caring, Mel.

Don't worry.

Someday he'll come home

for some other reason

than to just change his clothes.

Well, I hope so.

That's for me. Goodbye, dear.

Lufthansa Flight 82 for Frankfurt...

Bakersfeld.

No, no.

No, I'll take care of it myself.

Will miss Pamela Blake

report to the lost and found

in the baggage claim area.

Vern, we just don't have time.

But I have a cab waiting downstairs.

We can make the airport in 15 minutes.

The driver doesn't mind waiting.

His meter's running, and so is mine.

But I've got to finish packing.

You get me up to full throttle

then throw me into reverse.

You could damage my engine that way.

Look, we'll be in Rome tomorrow.

We'll have three days.

Try a little patience.

Or a cold shower.

Think about something else.

That I like.

You can see right through it.

- Who's in the right-hand seat tonight?

- I am.

- Demoted?

- No. It's a pilot check flight.

I'm checking Anson Harris.

He's been a captain for years.

So have I but that doesn't matter.

Somebody got to check you out

every six months

just to make sure

you don't pick up any bad habits.

Such as nuzzling stewardesses.

Does he hold on

to the control too firmly?

Or can he sort of coax them

along with just his fingers?

Look, we still have to...

Go and wash it.

Of course.

When he's stacked up

and can't get clearance to land

how does he take it?

He controls his emotions and says

"Better luck next time".

You and your roommate have enough

china, glasses and booze

for a round trip to Australia.

That's not all our loot.

The girls in the building

have been contributing.

Gracie's getting married.

We're giving her a party.

If you could hijack a 707

you could start your own airline.

We thought of that

but none of us has a pilot's license.

With the kind of fringe benefits

you girls have to offer

I could get you a crew right now.

Mel? Joe.

I'm stuck in traffic on Carlton Road,

just east of Mannheim.

A tractor-trailer jackknifed

and flipped over.

It's lying on its side

like a drunken dinosaur.

Joe, I need two-niner awful bad.

If you're not out in 15 minutes

call me back

and I'll get the Highway Patrol

to bring you in.

What else can go wrong?

I better get up

and check the snow desk.

I'll be back in time for his call.

You're not going anywhere.

You're exhausted.

You've been rushing

around for three days.

I've got to get up there.

Why do you have to do

everything yourself?

You've got an assistant.

Let Mike do it.

Sit down and relax.

I'll fix you some coffee

and a sandwich.

One thing you should do.

You promised to call your wife back.

Bakersfeld residence.

Libby speaking.

This is mr. Bakersfeld talking.

Daddy! Isn't this snow super?

Baby, it's cool. Real cool.

Robbie, daddy's on the phone!

- Hello, dad.

- Hi, Robbie.

Are you coming home tonight?

At the moment, honey,

I'm not so sure.

You see...

Say good night, girls.

Mommy wants to talk to daddy.

Good night, daddy.

Good night, dad.

You hung up on me before.

Don't ever do that again.

I'm sorry, but I was rushing

to get out onto the field.

Well, all right, all right.

We don't have time to argue

about it now.

You have a dinner jacket there.

Meet me at the hotel.

I told you, I can't make it.

We've got an emergency.

I have to stay here,

probably all night.

You can't.

You can't keep doing this to me.

Listen to me, Cindy.

In the past month you've scheduled me

for seven of those charity wing dings.

I've made four of them.

That's not a bad batting average.

I'm not a ball game

where you keep score.

I'm your wife.

Try to remember it and think

of my position for a change.

Well, that's a hell of a thing to say.

I'm only thinking about you.

This isn't just another dinner.

Dad'll be there and he wants

to talk to you.

He's been talking to me for 15 years

and I've said no for 15 years.

And why?

It's a wonderful opportunity.

I would think that you two

would have gotten the message by now.

I'm not interested

in your father's job.

I've been in aviation for 20 years.

That's what I'm trained for,

that's what I like and that's my life.

Yes, and what kind of a life.

This would give you regular hours.

We'd have a chance to be together,

and with our children.

And your income would be

three times what it is now.

Sure, sure.

We can join the country club

and get a bigger house.

What's wrong with that?

Now let's get something straight.

I'll support my family my way,

on the income from my job.

And you don't give a damn

about our future.

At the moment, I'm just trying

to survive the present.

Well, maybe you won't have to.

What the hell does that mean?

You figure it out.

This room's empty.

Why don't you have your coffee

in here and lie down for a minute?

Hey, guess what?

Miller says they just picked up

a stowaway from LA on Flight 86.

That makes four this month.

BOAC had one on Monday, a 16-year-old.

If you're wondering if we had

another fight, the answer is no.

Just a continuation of the same one.

But I guess I'm just as much

to blame as she is.

She's right.

I look for excuses not to go home.

Hello. Joe? Harry.

Yes, all right. I'll be right there.

A couple of you guys

get on the nose wheel.

- How deep should we go?

- Go down about 3 feet.

If we're gonna do it this way,

we need a lot more men.

All right, I'll try to round up

some for you.

Maybe there's an easier way.

Captain Demerest has a good idea.

Captain.

Why don't you tell mr. Bakersfeld?

I've got an idea that'll make you

Aviation Man of the Year.

And captain Benson agrees with me.

We put pneumatic jacks under

the jacking plates and you lift her.

When you get her high enough,

you just fill in

plank over and roll her off

on the flat.

If every jack isn't absolutely level,

she'll slide off

and you'll have a hole

in the wing and the fuel tank.

I'll stick with Patroni's judgment.

Okay, you do it the hard way.

But get this thing out of here 'cause

I'm not taking off on two-two.

You'll use what's available.

If it's two-two,

I'm not using noise abatement

and I'm not cutting back on power

over those houses.

So unless you want a big

fat bill for cracked plaster

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