MovieReal: The Aviator Page #8

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the community airline bill...

...on the floor of the Senate.

- Is it done?

- My people are finishing it right now.

I also have to get you on the committee

investigating the national defense.

On the committee or chairman?

I could be much more effective

as chairman.

It's a great public platform.

You know, it generates a lot of press.

- Wasn't Truman chairman of that committee?

- Yeah, right.

He's vice president.

Look what he did with it.

No, I think...

I think chairman.

What do you think?

- Chairman. That is interesting.

- Yeah.

Let me show you

these specs for the DC-4.

Ava, what do you think about

Trans World Airlines?

Transcontinental and Western

doesn't fit anymore.

We're international,

we need a name that reflects that.

Trans World is good. Kind of peppy.

TWA, right?

That way you don't need

to repaint any of the planes.

That's you. Always pinching pennies.

Hand me my wrap.

Knock it off.

I have something for you.

Stay here.

- What the hell is this?

- It's a present.

Go on, open it.

Oh, a box of trash.

You shouldn't have.

Keep looking, keep looking.

It's a Kashmiri sapphire.

I had my boys all over

the damn globe looking for this.

Why?

Because.

Look.

It matches your eyes.

I am not for sale.

For chrissakes, it's just a present.

You can't buy me, Howard,

so stop trying.

Don't buy me any more diamonds

or sapphires or any other damn thing.

You can buy me dinner.

How about that?

Jesus, Ava.

It's bad enough I have to endure

those gym shoes of yours.

But I get all dolled up and we go out

in this jalopy without a hood.

Ava, will you marry me?

- No, Howard.

- Well, why not, for heaven's sake?

In the first place, I don't love you.

In the second place, I'm still married.

Look, you got girls stashed all over town.

You got a damn harem just at the Bel-Air.

Marry one of your bungalow girls.

Those are employees. I won't marry

an employee. How would that look?

What is going on?

- Oh, my God!

- Goddamn it!

Faith!

- Faith, what the hell?

- Look out!

Goddamn, what the hell are you doing?

- Are you okay, lady?

- What are you doing with her?

We are going to dinner.

Now, get out of there.

Get that crazy b*tch away from me!

Don't you love me anymore?

Course I love you, pork chop.

Ava, look over here. Howard.

Hey.

Juan Trippe is working

with Senator Brewster now.

They're after you. If the community

airline bill becomes law, we are finished.

Pan Am will have a monopoly

on international travel.

Well, how can they justify it?

It's un-American.

Brewster is saying that nationalized

foreign carriers, like Air France...

...can offer lower rates because

they don't have to compete.

Let's get rid of competition

and have a nationalized airline...

...and why don't we make it Pan Am?

- I'm not kowtowing to anyone.

- Howard, I need you up here.

- One sec, Odie.

Look, we are Trans World Airlines,

all right?

Get me something with a circle or a globe

or something round, for God's sake.

- Speak up.

- One cut.

I don't give a rat's ass. I'm not making

a cut. I'll release it without a seal.

We gotta go public with this.

I'm gonna talk to Hearst...

...but we gotta get

some senators on our side.

- What do you want me to do?

- What Trippe does.

Offshore operations.

See who's up for re-election...

...let's start making donations.

- Bribe senators?

I don't want them bribed.

I want it done legally.

I want them bought.

Put a team of investigators on Brewster.

I need to know everything

about that shitbag.

Where he goes, what he says

and who he screws.

- Get into it right now.

- You got it.

Just give me a second.

- All right, what do you need?

- Rudder and elevators.

No. These are fine.

Have Simon and Pete get back to me on the

assemblies. We need a secondary system.

Okay.

Listen, we need to take

another look at the wheel.

- Jesus. The damn wheel?

- Yeah.

It just doesn't feel right.

Christ almighty, you've seen 8000

goddamn wheels. Choose one, please.

- Just one of them.

- I know, I know.

- This one?

- I know, this one...

This one's pretty close. Pretty close.

Odie.

That man sweeping up over there...

...does he work for me?

I mean, have you seen him before?

Name's Nick, something like that.

Why's he looking at me?

I don't know.

Fire him. And make sure

they use damp brooms from now on.

Respiratory diseases are expensive,

and I don't want lawsuits.

But can we at least proceed

with the instrument panel?

- The tool shop's ready.

- I wanna see the blueprints.

Look, Howard, the deadline

is now completely unrealistic.

The war is gonna be over

by the time she's done.

I need you to help consult on vital decisions,

and you're off dealing with movies.

You got 1000 workers waiting

for you to make a decision...

Hey, Odie!

Take it easy, all right.

You're under pressure, but it's gonna

do me no good if you crack up on me.

All right? Look...

...take a couple of hours off, all right.

- You just relax a little.

- Okay.

- See your wife.

- Okay.

All right.

- Be sure to show me all the blueprints.

- All right.

Show me all the blueprints.

Show me all the blueprints.

I'm serious, now.

Show me all the blueprints.

Show me all the blueprints.

- Howard.

- Show me all the blueprints.

Show me all the blueprints.

Show me all the blueprints.

Show me all the blueprints.

I wanna get this done right.

Show me all the blueprints.

Show me all the blueprints.

Show me all the blueprints.

Show me all the blueprints.

- Howard.

- Show me all the blueprints.

Show me all the blueprints.

Show me all the blueprints...

Quarantine.

Q...

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Quarantine.

General McEwan. Colonel Bertrang.

Thanks for coming down.

Odie, you reading me okay?

Yeah, you're A-okay.

All right, flight controls are active.

She's all yours.

Spotless.

No wiggle on the wheel or throttle.

Take it easy.

- How does she sound, Howard?

- She's whispering to me, buddy.

All right, make her sing.

Well, Odie, she can fly. Congratulations.

I'm glad to hear it. Retract landing gear

and climb to 5000 feet...

...on a heading of 2-7-0.

Retracting landing gear and climbing

to 5000 feet on a heading 2-7-0.

- She's fast.

- What's your air speed?

- All right, take her back to 200.

- No damn way.

We gotta bring her home.

Scheduled time of one hour

and 45 minutes has elapsed.

- Set course for 0-9-0...

- Ten more minutes. Roger that.

Negative, Howard. Bring her home.

Okay. Okay. Setting course for 0-9-0.

Preparing to descend.

- Jesus.

- What is it, Howard?

The right wing just dipped.

I'm losing starboard engine.

Increasing power to 2800 rpm.

Cutting back.

Increasing starboard engine only.

Cutting back. I'm losing altitude.

Check starboard-engine manifold pressure.

- It's good, but rpm's are low.

- Are both starboard props turning?

Hold on.

They are, but she's pulling me

back and starboard, Odie.

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