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[gasping]

[breathes]

[door opens]

Loving this Met exhibit.

No doubt tonight will be a success.

♪♪

I found you and so can they.

Go directly to JFK airport.

Do not linger. Do not go home.

Locker 111 will have everything you need.

Where are you taking me?

Somewhere safe.

♪♪

Oh, well everyone is out.

[chamber music plays]

Amy, where have you been?

The ladies room. There was a line

Sabrina's freaking out over some donation paperwork

that she can't find and she says that she needs you.

Wait, I thought you were doing research.

When did you start handling donor paperwork?

Last week when she got overwhelmed.

Where is she?

By the front desk and I am tagging along with you.

I have a 60-year-old admirer bordering on stalker

and I must escape before he hunts me down.

Tell Sabrina I'm getting the forms and I'll be right back.

Okay, sure.

JFK.

♪♪

Amy, there is cash in the bank account.

The pin is 1850.

I'll add more as you need it.

You have a new social security card,

driver's license and passport.

You have a complete history to memorize,

a resume and job history that will check out.

The new phone is registered under your new name.

There is a plane ticket and the keys to an apartment.

Toss all identification and don't use your bank account

or credit cards.

Be smart, don't link yourself to your past.

Stay away from museums this time.

Still Amy.

Amy Bensen, Amy Bensen, please come to the front desk.

Amy Bensen.

Miss Bensen?

I'm so sorry Miss Bensen.

There's been an administrative error

and the seats were double booked.

I have to be on this flight.

I have to be on this flight.

I can get you a voucher in the first flight tomorrow.

Tonight.

Give someone else a bigger voucher to get me a seat.

I'm afraid...

Talk to a supervisor.

Okay, we have someone on standby...

[chattering]

We have you on standby and we'll try to get you on.

How likely is it that you'll get me on?

We're gonna try.

How hard?

Very.

Thank you.

And I'm sorry. I have a... crisis of sorts.

I understand.

I'll just go wait, then.

Thank you.

♪♪

Inviting our first-class guests aboard now.

Amy Bensen, please come to the front desk, Amy Bensen.

It's your lucky day, Miss Bensen.

You've been bumped to first class

How much extra?

No cost to you.

I'm just gonna print out your new boarding pass.

Thank you.

Have a nice flight.

Welcome aboard.

Let me help you with that.

Uh...

Thank you.

My pleasure.

Just this bag?

Yes, thank you.

We're all set.

You want the window?

We're seated together?

Appears that way.

Small world.

Too small.

Alright, ladies and gentlemen, please take your seats

at this time, we are just about ready to take off.

Last chance.

Do you mind?

Not at all.

Do you want your bag from under the seat?

Why don't I just put yours under my seat?

Okay, I'll just grab a few things for the flight.

Champagne?

Why yes, we will.

No, thank you.

We have a designated driver.

I'm afraid it will make me sleepy.

It's a four hour flight, sleepy isn't a bad thing.

I suppose it's not.

Liam Stone.

I'm Amy.

Tell me what I did to make you smile.

So I can do it again.

- Sleepy. - Sleepy?

You don't look like the kind of man who would say sleepy.

Is that so?

Yes, that's so.

Just what kind of man do you think I am, Amy?

Not the kind that would say sleepy.

Why are you headed to Denver?

Excuse me, can I take your dinner orders?

Chicken.

How do you know they have chicken?

It's the go-to food for hotels, parties and airlines.

Make that two.

[phone vibrating]

Whoever's phone is ringing,

you have about one minute until all electronic devices are off.

Your resume, I believe.

Thank you.

[phone continues vibrating]

Hello?

Yes.

Yes, I'm on the plane.

All right. I'll talk to you when I land.

♪♪

More champagne?

Yes, thank you.

[screams]

Easy, sweetheart.

Amy.

Liam?

That must have been one hell of a nightmare.

No, I...

Is she okay?

Am I okay?

She doesn't like when I talk sports.

Too much basketball drives me crazy.

It's not basketball season.

I'm fine.

She doesn't seem fine. You screamed.

I took a decongestant, they make me sleepy,

and give me nightmares.

They really worked you over, I mean,

you've only been in the air for 15 minutes.

I'm sorry I scared you.

Don't worry about that.

But maybe warn us before you go to sleep.

We'll have dinner served in five minutes.

De-congestants?

My ears pop when I fly.

And unless you want to confess to drugging me,

that's my story and I'm sticking to it.

What are you afraid of, Amy?

Uh, Godzilla.

Godzilla?

Everyone has a proverbial monster.

And hey, at least there weren't any hippos

crossing the road in this nightmare.

I've had that one a couple of times.

Though, actually, I don't think the hippos

were nightmares, just strange dreams.

Well, I won't try to analyze the hippos

but the monster under your bed

sounds more like a skeleton in the closet.

Fear and a secret are two different things.

They often come together,

secrets that lead to fear.

You sound like a man who speaks from experience.

Yes, well...

experience isn't all it's cracked up to be, is it?

What makes you have nightmares, Liam?

Nothing.

I own my fear.

You make it sound so easy.

Maybe you haven't had the right teacher.

I didn't say I needed a teacher.

You didn't say you didn't either.

Dinner is served.

I don't.

Is that so?

Dinner is served.

I do say so.

Thank you.

You didn't tell me why you're going to Denver.

Why are you headed to Denver?

So that's how it is, is it?

What does that mean?

You give what you get.

Wouldn't life be better if that's how it truly was?

You do know in a give what you get philosophy,

someone has to give first, right?

And you want that to be me?

I'm in discussions to be part of a downtown building project.

What kind?

I got laid off and my old boss got me a job in Denver.

But before you ask, it's nothing exciting, administrative.

So you'll be staying in Denver?

For a while.

How long will you be in Denver?

It all depends whether or not I take the project.

More champagne?

- No. - Sure.

If you want to sleep, I promise to keep Godzilla at bay.

I'll hold you to that.

Good.

[gasps]

Everything okay?

Fine.

You do know that as a man, I've been taught

that a woman never means fine when she says fine, right?

I don't like to sleep in public places.

Talk to me, Amy.

You need to fill the empty space in your head,

and right now, talking is the only method of doing that.

And you'd rather talk to a stranger

than have her fall asleep and get you in trouble

with the flight attendant again?

We aren't strangers anymore.

I'd love to hear about the project

you're traveling to Denver to discuss.

It's a typical property development deal.

A group of deep pockets get together to aspire to greatness,

which equals to dollar signs in their eyes.

In this case, it's a plan to design

the world's largest event center.

Are you one of those deep pockets?

There's too many egos fighting in the room for me in this one.

Egos translates to delays and problems.

So then, what's your role?

I'm the architect they want to design the plan.

You're an architect?

Yes.

An architect that could create

the world's largest event center?

Yes.

Would I know any of your work?

I've done a few high-profile projects.

Isn't this where you drop names and impress me?

Do I need to impress you?

No.

Have you thought about your design?

Well, I've already drafted my vision,

but I know that it's not likely to please the financiers.

But they requested you, they must like your work.

They want me to design the tallest building

in the United States.

Could you really do that?

"Can I" isn't the question.

"Will I" is the question.

Height is a short man's dream of perfection,

but it's also narrow-minded.

How high you stand isn't as important

as how magnificent you are.

Are you allowed to show me your design?

I'm allowed to do whatever the hell I want.

I don't normally show my work to people until it's completed.

But you're gonna show me?

I'm gonna show you.

Why would you show me what you show no one else?

Because I want to.

Thank you.

[gasps]

Problem?

You don't have a tattoo?

Not one that I can show you on the plane.

My inspiration comes from the two years I spent in Egypt

working with a team that studied the Great Pyramid.

You aren't gonna ask why I just did what I did?

You'll tell me when you're ready.

I'm not gonna be ready before the plane lands.

That's fine.

You haven't told me what you thought of my design.

It's magnificent.

You aren't even looking at it.

I know.

I'm looking at the man who created it.

And what do you see?

What you let me see.

Ask me what I see when I look at you.

I don't want to know what you see.

Wake up, Amy.

Please tell me I didn't scream.

No, we're about to...

[tires screech]

I didn't want the landing to scare you.

Do you have a ride to wherever you're going?

Uh, a friend is picking me up.

Male or female?

Female.

I'll help you with your bags.

No, I...

I'm helping you with your bags, Amy.

Thank you.

Welcome to Denver.

Thank you for flying with us today.

We hope you'll travel with us again soon.

♪♪

[sighs]

Come with me.

♪♪