The High and the Mighty Page #2

How do you know these things?

I used to be a night clerk

in a Nevada hotel.

Flight 7 for San Francisco now loading.

- Mr Locota?

- Yeah, that's me.

I'm a fisherman.

My family should be in fishermen

for a couple of hundred years,

maybe more, I don't know.

The fish, they don't school up here,

like on the coast of California.

So, I'm gonna go back

to San Francisco now.

Thank you, Mr Locota.

Your plane will be announced

in a few minutes.

Don't you want us

to check that through for you?

But I got in here my things

for to eat for the trip.

You've hurt my feelings, Mr Locota.

Did you think you wouldn't eat my lunch,

or the steak we're gonna have

for dinner?

Ma'am, miss,

I don't know about these things.

I never fly before. I don't want to make

no trouble for nobody.

Serving you will be a pleasure,

Mr Locota.

Thank you.

Just a minute, Mr Locota.

There you are.

Thank you. Excuse me very much.

You didn't know all about that little man.

The ticketing sheet had nothing on him

except statistics.

I'm afraid he falls into

the "nobody" category.

He's gonna be more

than a statistic to me. I like him.

Oh, brother.

Will I be glad to get on that plane.

Didn't you enjoy Honolulu?

Listen, honey, I always enjoy myself.

But this place,

Coney Island with coconuts.

As far as I'm concerned,

you can take all the Hawaiian Islands...

Tobey, will you tell your mother

something for me?

Tell your mother that there shouldn't be

an ocean between us.

Tell her I wish

she'd come with you next time.

- Can you remember all that, Tobey?

- Yes, Daddy.

I got him, Daddy. I got him.

- Everything okay, Dan?

- Yeah. Everything's fine.

3,050 aboard.

There's a slight oil leak, Number 4.

Nothing to worry about.

How long does it look like?

Lennie says 12 hours

and 15 minutes, about.

Twelve hours and 16 minutes exactly.

Flight 7 for San Francisco now loading.

San Francisco.

I must go to San Francisco.

Sorry, sir, we're departing very shortly.

You're not on the list.

Mr Kenneth Childs is on your plane,

isn't he?

Why, yes. Mr Childs...

Then you must have room.

I insist. I must go.

Very well, sir. Fortunately

we have space available today

- if you're an American citizen.

- I am. I am for sure.

My name is Humphrey Agnew.

I'm the founder of Agnew Aids.

Right here in Honolulu.

Perhaps you've heard?

Yes. Do you have a travel card,

Mr Agnew?

I pay cash for everything.

If you'll just step across the lobby

and check with immigration,

then come right back here,

we'll have your ticket ready, sir.

Now, there goes a real quack.

He's made a fortune

selling Agnew's aids to better living.

What have you got?

Asthma, arthritis, ague, biliousness,

sticky liver?

Agnew has got a curing pill

for all of them.

- So long, Alsop. Have fun.

- I'll weep at your wedding, Spalding.

May I take your coat, Mrs Pardee?

- You all right, Mr Locota?

- Yes.

- We going to fly very high?

-7,000 or 9,000 feet, sir,

depends on our clearance.

Wouldn't you like to sit

next to the window, Mr Briscoe?

You know something, miss? This is

as far as the old carcass would go.

I'd rather look at you

than what's outside, anyhow.

Your seat belt isn't fastened.

Shame on you.

My arm just won't bend around

the way it should.

- Holes in my bones, or so they tell me.

- I don't see any holes.

You know something, miss?

Neither do I.

Would you like me to take your leis,

put them in a cool place?

They'll keep better.

Now, that's just about the smartest idea

anybody ever had.

Gotta keep them as long as we can.

Gotta get back

to the old salt mines tomorrow.

Get the nose to the grindstone.

That's Hawaiian for "thank you. "

Let me tell you something.

If we get into any trouble,

any serious trouble

that the pilot can't handle,

you just come to old Ed Joseph.

I'll be glad to go up there and help him

if he needs me.

- Got it?

- Got it.

All right, young man,

it's time to get you buckled down now.

Just make you nice and comfy here.

And the next thing you know

we'll be in the air, all right?

- Mind if I sit next to you during takeoff?

- I would be so pleased.

I am so happy

you wish to sit next to me,

because I have been watching you

walk down the aisle

and have the desire

to say a thing to you.

It is that you are

the first real, alive American girl

I have ever greeted in person.

You are so very beautiful.

I fear I shall feel terribly the ugly one

if all the girls in America

are so beautiful and kind.

I don't think you're going to

have to worry about a thing.

Off.

- Wing flaps.

- Fifteen degrees.

- Mixture.

- Auto rich.

V1 and V2 speeds?

112, 116, that about does it.

- Check the radios, Dan?

- Yeah.

420 ready for takeoff.

Okay, Lennie, let's deliver your tray.

When you have time, I wish you'd come

back and talk to one of my passengers.

All right.

He's a Mr Pardee,

big rumpled-looking man,

sitting halfway back on the right side.

Alsop said he had something to do

with the New York theatre.

I suppose he wants to put you

on the stage.

Call me

if you need your honour defended.

And jump from the frying pan

into the fire?

He's the original frightened Freddie.

Every time you bank or change

propeller pitch, he goes all white.

Grabs on his seat

like it was an electric chair.

Okay.

I thought you were

going to quit smoking.

I did. I haven't smoked

in three hours and 20 minutes.

Go ahead, stain your teeth.

Come see me when you grow up, junior.

What in the world are you

bawling about?

Have I done something to bring this on?

- Nell, cut it out.

- I'm trying to.

I just can't.

It's just, it's all over.

What's over?

Our honeymoon.

Doesn't that mean anything to you?

Of course it does. It's not over

for another 12 hours or so.

And it never has to be

as far as I'm concerned.

Oh, Milo.

I'm scared.

I'm just plain scared.

What are you scared of? We've got

the whole world in front of us.

It's just that we're so young.

And just like you said,

we've got that whole big world

down there.

- And you know what?

- What?

We've got to face it.

I thought you had confidence in me.

Of course I do.

It's just that

all the rest of the people in the world

don't know you like I do.

Supposing I was going to have a baby

and you didn't have a job?

- You're not supposed...

- Suppose I was?

All right.

You're going to have a baby

and I haven't got a job,

there's no food in the apartment,

it's snowing outside,

and the sheriff's knocking on the door...

Look, I didn't mean it that way.

- Are you?

- Am I what?

Are you...

You know.

- Me?

- You.

Oh, Milo. No.

Whatever gave you such an idea?

I don't know.

Prof. Flaherty. Welcome.

Are we to believe

you are at last resolved

to abandon the arts

and return to science?

If so, we rejoice.

We have sorely missed your help

and advice.

You're doing all right.

You'll find out how to blow up the world

all by your little selves.

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