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Attention. Attention, please.

Continental Airlines announces
the departure of Flight 3

for Los Angeles and Honolulu
at Gate 28, the Blue Concourse.

Global 45, Lincoln Tower.

Cleared to land, runway two-niner.

Wind one-five, gusting to two-five.

Roger. Cleared to land. Runway in sight.

Lincoln Tower from Global 45.

I think we cut the taxiway a little
too short and we're stuck in the snow.

Please notify company dispatch.

I think we'll need assistance.

We've got a condition four
on two-niner at taxiway Echo.

Right. Change traffic to runway
two-two. Two-niner's closed.

Trans World 17.

I have a change now.
Taxi to runway two-two.

Runway two-niner is closed.

Air Canada ninety-niner, move
to taxiway Bravo immediately.

Emergency equipment
will pass to your left. Over.

Runway two-niner closed,
account disabled aircraft.

Two-two approach.
Runway two-niner is closed.

All right, we'll stay with
two-two with everything.

Global 10, Lincoln Tower,
cleared for takeoff.

For this food, your many blessings

and your bounteous goodness

we give thanks to thee
in the name of Jesus Christ.

Hello, Mel? I'm glad I caught
you before you got away.

Yeah. We just lost runway two-niner.

A tail sticking out onto
the runway about 20 yards.

Yeah. I don't know. Could be a long time.

All right. I'll go right out there.

Air Canada Flight 425

from Quebec will arrive at
Gate 44-A, the Green Concourse.

Bakersfeld.

Mel, Tanya. How about some coffee?

I just found something.
I just lost something.

Runway two-niner.

Oh, no. Snow?

One of your jockeys missed
a turnoff, buried the wheels.

No one told us. It just happened.

Flight 45. I'm on my way.

Any casualties? Just me.

There's bound to be a passenger
with a $50-wrenched back.

I'd better get there
with some release forms

and plenty of sympathy
and understanding.

May I ride with you?

See you downstairs. Good.

Mr. Bakersfeld, white phone. Urgent.

Bakersfeld.

Where the hell are you?

I'm on my way to the field.
We've got an emergency.

You said you'd be home at 6:00.

You promised me you
wouldn't miss this dinner.

You promised that a week ago.

A week ago, I didn't know we'd
have the worst storm in six years.

You've always got some damn excuse.

I'll call you back.

Let me take that for you, ma'am.

You'll be much warmer in the bus.

I'm sorry this happened.

Captain wants you to take
off as much weight as possible

then hook onto the nose gear
and tow it out with a tractor.

Buried like that, the nose gear
would never stand the strain.

That's what I told him.

I think we ought to use
pneumatic bags to lift the wings.

Could take most of tomorrow.

I want that runway cleared tonight.

Tonight?

Look, I know you're
doing everything you can

but if I can con TWA into
giving us Patroni, will you object?

No, Joe can have all the tries he wants.

Mr. Bakersfeld. Yes?

Snow desk.

Yes, Danny? I'm calling Patroni.

Stand by on mobile phone.

Roger.

Hello. Joe? Hi, Mel.

Save your breath.
Danny gave me the poop.

Tonight I'm not available.

Joe, I need you right away.

I got 14 on the ground
and 18 stacked upstairs.

I've got our five kids
stacked away at my mother's

so that me and Marie
could be alone for a while.

Tell Marie I'm sorry
to louse up her evening,

but I need two-niner badly.

Can't the Global crew handle it?

Well, they're having a conference
now to decide what to do.

But I need somebody who
knows, a genius like Patroni.

Hold the whipped cream.
I've just had dessert.

All right, I'll be there.

Good.

In the meantime,
give everybody a shovel

have them start digging a
ten-degree incline in front of the wheels.

Right. Out.

Oh, Joe, do you have to go
to work on a night like this?

They don't call them emergencies
anymore. They call them Patronis.

I suppose you'll be late, huh?

I'll be back in time, if I have to
pull that plane out with my teeth.

What's this you found
I should know about?

Your brother-in-law was on the
snow clearance committee today.

My boss got a copy of the report.

I can guess what it says.

"The airport," meaning me, "has
been inefficient in snow clearance."

"Grossly inefficient."
"Causing flight delays,

"loss of revenue to all airlines, etc."

Signed, Captain Vernon
Demerest, Chairman.

How can he say a thing like this?

Because he's a no-good,
irresponsible louse

who can't pass up the
opportunity to knife me.

Global 1, Snow Desk. Where are you?

Coming up to the ramp.

Commissioner Ackerman wants
you at the street side of the terminal.

- Trouble.
- I'm on my way.

Close Down Runway 22.

Keep moving, please.
Keep moving, please.

Mr. Harold Porter,

please come to
Braniff information counter.

They'll break it up soon and go home.

After the TV cameras get a few shots.

TV?

The lawyer they hired yesterday
arranged for news coverage.

That's all we need.

I'd better get in touch with the other
commissioners and tell them about this.

Afterwards, we'll meet in
the boardroom, you and I

and see what we can figure
out to calm those people down.

I'll call you.

Mel?

Hi, sis. I thought Vern
was on Flight Two tonight.

He is.

You're sure here early enough.

Well, what with the
weather and the traffic,

Vernon didn't want to
take a chance on being late.

But we just sailed right along.

Skycap 14.

First, I thought they
were pilots picketing you.

I was all set to join them.

I heard about your report.

Besides everything else, now you're
an authority on snow clearance, huh?

I call them as I see them.

Then you're due for an eye check.

For your information, clearing
those runways and taxiways

is the equivalent of 700
miles of two-lane highway.

Well, what do you know.

And I'll bet you measured
every foot of it by yourself.

We've also had ten inches
of snow in the last 24 hours.

Anchorage had twice as
much, and they're clean.

They've got twice the equipment.

Well, then get some more.

This isn't Alaska.

You don't spend an extra two
million dollars for machinery

you might use once in ten years.

You buy for the average snowfall.

When emergency hits you use what
you have and you work around the clock.

Sitting behind that desk has
made you think like a bookkeeper.

I didn't always fly a desk.

Well, all right, Daddy.

Now, you tell me all about
when you were a war hero.

You flew those pursuit jobs
you could land in a parking lot.

When I'm setting down over
200,000 pounds of 707,

I want something under my wheels
that's plenty long and mighty dry.

It'll be dry tonight, but not too long.

Two-niner's closed.

The pilot from your Flight 45

made a shortcut across the
field, and he didn't make it.

Well, what are you doing about it?

Well, when the snow
melts in April, we'll get it out.

What the hell do you
think I'm doing about it?

Now stop that, both of you.

Yeah. You're right. It's a waste
of time arguing with a penguin.

Goodbye.

Have a good flight, dear.

What do you want me to
bring you back from Rome?

Just yourself.

Oh, 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.

Oh, 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?

Oh!

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.

Oh...

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? Oh, 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 and broken dishes

you'd better move this thing.

Keep digging.

Another pilot comes up with an
idea like that, hand him a shovel.

Yes, Peter?

Mrs. Livingston, I've got that
stowaway that Mr. Miller told you about.

Bring him in.

Hello, I'm Mrs. Ada Quonsett.

I'm Mrs. Livingston. Pleased to...

I mean, won't you... Sit down.

Thank you, my dear. It was
a long walk from that gate.

We've got a little talking to do.

I think you'd better lock that door.

I see you've done
this sort of thing before.

Yes, my dear.

But it's against the law.
Why do you do it?

You see, I'm a widow, and I have
a married daughter in New York.

Sometimes I get lonely for
her and for the grandchildren.

So I go to the airport in Los Angeles

and get on a plane
that's going to New York.

And then I'm ready to go
home, it's, well, vice versa.

Just like that, without a ticket?

My dear, I couldn't
possibly afford a ticket.

I just have my Social Security

and this small pension
that my late husband left me.

Have you ever been a
stowaway on any other airline?

Yes. But I like Trans Global the best.

Well, it's nice to meet
a satisfied customer.

How about Patroni?

Highway Patrol's bringing him in.

How long before he'll be here?

Half an hour.

Good. Now I'll have that sandwich.

I'm starving. I haven't
eaten since about...

I'm sorry, I...

No, no. Don't go away.

I'd like you to meet Mrs. Quonsett.

The stowaway I was
talking about before.

This is Mr. Bakersfeld,
general manager of the airport.

How do you do?

It's a pleasure to meet
someone so important.

I'm pleased to meet you, ma'am.

Don't go. Come, sit with us.

Have a cup of coffee and a sandwich.

Perhaps Mr. Bakersfeld could
impress upon Mrs. Quonsett

that this isn't a very nice thing to do.

Mrs. Livingston hasn't been able to.

Yes, Mrs. Quonsett.

What you've done is dishonest.

You've broken the law.

You've defrauded Trans Global.

Don't you realize
they can prosecute you?

But they wouldn't, would they?

I don't think it'd be
very good public relations

for a big airline to
prosecute a little old lady

just because she wanted
to visit her daughter.

May I have one? Well, sure.

I didn't eat much on the plane.

The beef was a little too well done

and the salad dressing had garlic in it.

I think you should tell them, my dear,

that very often, elderly
people can't tolerate garlic.

Gives them gas.

Well, I'll certainly mention it to our chef.

Thank you.

Not at all.

Now look, Mrs. Quonsett,

since you've had so much
free travel from Trans Global

the least you could do is tell us
how you get aboard our flights.

Well, my dear, I use many methods.

But mostly, I like to be in the airport
early enough to get me a boarding pass.

But our boarding passes
are ticket folders.

Yes, I know.

I go to a counter and
tell them I've lost mine

and may I please have another one.

I always pick a counter
where the clerks are busy

and lots of people are waiting.

They always give me one.

But it's just a blank folder.

It isn't made out as a gate pass.

I do that myself in the ladies' room.

I know from experience
just what to write.

I carry one of these big black
pencils like the airlines use in my purse.

See? Yes, I do.

I'll keep that, if you don't mind.

Well, it's really mine.

But if you want it, I suppose
I can get another one.

So now you have a boarding
pass, Mrs. Quonsett. What then?

Well, then I go to the departure gate.

Coffee? No, thank you.

I wait till the young man
checking tickets there is busy

and then I walk past him
and onto the plane.

Do you hear that, Mr. Coakley?

And no one stops you,
not even the stewardesses?

If you get on late enough,
they're hanging up coats, you know

and talking to the men.

I just show them my
folder quickly, you see.

I'll keep that, too.

But I'm sure you don't
always use a boarding pass.

No.

Sometimes I tell them that my son has
gone aboard but he dropped his wallet.

I carry a man's wallet in my hand...

That works best of all.

I must say, Mrs. Quonsett,

you have everything
figured out very carefully.

My late husband taught
me to be thorough.

He was a teacher of geometry.

He always said, "You
must consider every angle."

My late husband was a
lawyer, and he always said,

"Watch out for sweet-looking,
innocent little old ladies."

I'm beginning to
understand what he meant.

So you're a widow, too.
I'm sorry, my dear.

But you're young and
attractive, and I'm sure...

Let's confine the conversation
to you, Mrs. Quonsett.

We're sending you back to
Los Angeles on the next flight.

Yes, my dear. I was afraid of that.

Well, I would like a cup of tea first.

So I'll go now and you can
tell me when you want me back.

No, you're not going anywhere alone.

Mrs. Quonsett will be on Flight 103

and stick with her every
second until departure time.

Don't let her out of
your sight. Yes, ma'am.

She'll need a ticket.

Yes. That'll be a change, won't it?

I'll make out an order.

May I please have my tea now?

Yes, you may.

Where are you going?

Can't I have it in the Commander's Club?

No, that's for members only.

But I have a card.

This card says "Mrs. Henry Jackson."

Gertrude's a friend of mine.

She lets me use it when I'm traveling.

Well, we'll send it back to
Gertrude with a very strong letter.

We'll go this way, Mrs. Quonsett.

Goodbye.

Goodbye, ma'am.

You've been very nice. Thank you.

I don't believe it. I just don't believe it.

And you were a big help,
giving her that VIP treatment,

deference, courtesy, sandwiches.

I'm surprised you didn't break
open a bottle of champagne.

If there'd been one around, I would have.

She deserves it. She's fabulous.

She just sat there laughing at us.

Take it easy.

There have been stowaways since
the Egyptians first sailed the Red Sea.

Hmm. And when they caught
them, they tossed them overboard.

The airlines won't do a thing
about it, and she knows it.

Crafty little old biddy.

Come on now. Relax.

After all, she only stole
a ride, not a plane.

I know but...

Mel, they've been pressuring me

about that transfer to San Francisco.

I think I'll take it. The pay is better

and the change of climate
will do me good.

No snow. Yes.

It's a beautiful city. I'll miss you.

Will you? Enough not to let me go?

I'm sorry. I had no right to say that.

You've been honest
with me from the beginning.

No false hopes, no promises.

I'm not as honest as you think.

I said I invented excuses
not to go home, and that's true.

But I didn't mention the real
reason I needed to stay here.

I tell myself I've got to try
to hold things together...

for the sake of the children.

But I'm not sure that's true or even kind.

They know what's going on,
and it's hurting them.

Especially Roberta.

Then I think about my mother and father.

God knows they had
their ups and downs.

But somehow they,
well, they worked it out.

I feel I ought to be able to
do the same or else I've failed.

And I don't like to fail.

I don't know what to do about it.

Maybe you love your wife
more than you realize.

No. No. Not for a long time now.

The only thing we've got left in
common is the same address.

I'm not pressing you, Mel.

I wouldn't play that
kind of game with you.

But I think I'd better take
that job in San Francisco.

Mrs. Livingston?

Yes?

Excuse me, Mrs. Livingston,
but Customs just called.

The chief would like you to come down.

He says it's rather important.

All right.

Seems that one of our
passengers is demanding to speak

to someone in authority
from Trans Global.

Will you explain to this man that
we're no longer living in the Dark Ages.

That nowadays, stores in this
country import clothes from France?

If you'd bothered to look, you'd
see the Bergdorf Goodman labels.

Oh, I did bother to look,
madam, rather closely.

I find the sewing of the labels
isn't up to Bergdorf's usual standard.

They're always very
professional, very neat.

As you can see...

this is a pretty sloppy job.

But I suppose everybody's having
trouble getting good help these days.

Especially the Customs Service.

Will Mr. Henry Oliver come to the
cashier's window, please?

What's the matter, boy?
Is something the matter?

Oh. Your collar's too tight.

Officer, about the fur and the
dresses, perhaps I did make a mistake.

I did buy them there, and
there are some other things...

I'm sorry, madam.

Check everything else very carefully.

Inspect the lining of
the bags and the cases.

Make a list. Yes, sir.

Sorry, fella.

I'd like to change that declaration,
please, officer. I beg of you.

- My husband...
- Why don't you sit down?

This may take quite some time.

When will they ever learn?

The duty would have been about
one-tenth of what the fine is going to be.

You are amazing. I never
would have suspected her.

Well, after 30 years, you kind of know.

First, I look in their eyes,
and then the luggage.

Thanks for coming down.

Now, may I ask you another favor?

If you want me to smuggle
anything in, the answer is no.

No.

My sister's girl, Judy Barton,

is gonna be on your number
two flight to Rome tonight.

Can you get her a window seat?

I'm sure of it.

Good.

Mrs. Livingston?

Yes?

With this weather, do you
think it'll get off on time?

Flight Two, the Golden Argosy
will depart for Rome on schedule.

Good. Fine. Thank you.

I thought you said
you were leaving tomorrow.

No, I said I have to start work tomorrow.

I've gotta be in Milwaukee tonight.

Remember?

This isn't another one of those
"hello, good-bye" jobs, is it?

I talked to Mr. Williams
himself. $175 a week.

This is a 30-story building. The
job will last eight months at least.

I hope so.

This time, do me one favor.

If your boss says two and
two are six, agree with him.

Whatever way he wants to
do anything, that's my way.

Don't lose your temper.

And Williams said that
after the job in Milwaukee

they're gonna build
a new building in Detroit.

He even said that they may
subcontract the excavating to me.

Be satisfied that you're working.

I am.

You'll see. Everything will be fine.

It's gonna be the way it used to be.

Nothing's the way it used to be.

I'm not complaining.

You never do.

How you could stick with me...

For better or for worse.

I meant what I said.

It's gonna be better again, I promise.

You know, I've got ideas.

The kids won't have to live
with your sister anymore.

And you're gonna have money
and a nice home and clothes.

Stop dreaming.

Just hold on to the job.

I'll do it right this time.

I won't mess it up.

How are you gonna get to Milwaukee?

The bus. It leaves in just a few minutes.

I've got enough for that

and then I can draw an
advance on my salary tomorrow.

But I will need something
for a hotel room tonight.

If you could let me have ten...

All I got is enough to
put something on the rent.

Dom,

the silverware is gone. My watch is gone.

My mother's ring. Don't pawn that.

Here.

I can give the landlord
another hard luck story.

Goodbye, Dom.

Inez...

I haven't been a very good provider,

but I will be, I promise you that.

Goodbye, Inez.

I love you. I want you
to always remember that.

$2.

That's highway robbery.

Why the airlines don't provide
free transportation, I'll never know.

Look, mister, I don't own
the bus. I just drive it. $2.

You're holding up the line. Here. Here.

Hi, Anson.

What are you doing here so early?

Trying to impress your check pilot?

I thought you'd give me an "A" for effort.

No. We're using 324 tonight.

On her last flight, number two
engine gave them some trouble.

I want to see what
Maintenance did about it.

Hope they gave us a new one.

They even replaced all the wiring.

Just to be on the safe side.

That's the side I like to be on.

What's the matter?

I was just thinking about the
last time you checked me out.

You marked me down for
not wearing a regulation shirt.

I was just hoping to get even.

Not a chance.

Knowing how tough you can be,

tonight I even polished my wings.

Thanks, fellas.

I tried to get some
more help, but no luck.

I only got 20 men out there.

I knew you'd blow it.

So I did a little phoning
from my car. I got 50.

Where'd you get them from?

Braniff, Delta, Continental.

We're not like the stiffs in the front office

who wear ties and spend their time
stealing passengers from each other.

Maintenance, it's like a circus.

If one of us gets in trouble,
he yells, "Hey, Rube."

They all come running. Let's get going.

I got a beautiful dame
waiting for me at home.

We should be above this
in about 20 minutes or so.

Let's hope.

Did you forget something? No.

Just checking the Rome weather.

It's not too cold and sunny.

As usual, I've brought the wrong clothes.

I don't have a thing to wear.

Great.

I'll have this mother
out of here by midnight.

Stop worrying.

In that case, the party starts at 12:01.

I'll settle for a box of cigars.

See you later.

You keep leaning on that shovel, Jack,

you're gonna freeze solid like Lot's wife.

We want to move this airplane
before it becomes obsolete.

The way you guys keep
heading for this bus

looks like you got
a broad stashed in there.

Everybody out!

I gotta get warm.

Attention, please, ladies and gentlemen.

Trans Global Airlines regrets to announce
that the Golden Argosy Flight Two to Rome

will not depart until 11:00 p.m.

We are indeed sorry...

No more than an hour.

But this is due to the
condition of the highways

which is causing unavoidable
delays to ground transportation.

So those of you on Flight
Two to Rome, don't worry.

They're going to hold the plane.

Just relax. I'll get you there in time.

They could have decided
that before we left the terminal.

Making us sit here and
worry. It's inexcusable.

Go away. Your nose is running.

No.

221 for Denver.

Will all passengers holding tickets

for Continental Flight 221 to Denver

please report to the
Continental ticket counter

to arrange for a complimentary dinner.

Of course, if it's not crowded, I...

Here's the ticket. It's Flight 103.

Thank you.

No, you don't.

My, she has a suspicious nature.

Go on. You were saying that you
prefer the flights that aren't direct.

Yes. That's why your
Flight 86 is my favorite.

St. Louis, Kansas City, Chicago.

But I should think that they
check at all the intermediate stops.

I pretend to be asleep.
Usually they don't disturb me.

But this time they caught you.

It was that man sitting next to me.

I confided in him, and he
betrayed me to the stewardess.

He was a policeman from San Diego.

I think they should make them
always wear their uniforms.

Otherwise, how's a person to know?

Hi, Mel. I was just
gonna have you paged.

I had to go out on the field.

We got trouble.

I talked to the lawyer
for the Meadowood people.

He says unless we stop planes

from taking off over
their houses by midnight,

he's starting a damage suit,

first thing in the morning, for $10 million.

That's a nice, round figure,
but he hasn't got a prayer.

He might not win, but he can sue.

And any legal action will
only make our public relations

worse than they already are.

And that's something the other
commissioners and I don't want to risk.

What do you propose to do?

There's only one answer.

Shut down runway two-two and
cut out the noise over Meadowood.

With two-niner out, that closes
down the airport completely.

Only until morning.

You've promised them dozens of times

you wouldn't disturb their sleep.

I promised them we wouldn't
take off over their houses

unless there was an emergency,

and I promised them something else.

In the foreseeable future, the noise
problem would not get any better.

If you don't want to spend
a couple of months in court,

you'd better start conning them a little.

You think lying to them
is the answer, huh?

Oh, Mel.

There's your answer.

A modern, expanded airport,

big and efficient enough

to take anything the
designers can throw at us.

That means buying up Meadowood
and rezoning it for industrial use

so the noise won't make any difference.

I didn't come here to talk
about the future of aviation.

You better start.

And you better start
looking ahead a few years.

What are we gonna do about these
jumbos that seat 500 passengers?

How will we get the people
to and from the airport?

Save that for the women's clubs

and the Rotary luncheons.

We've got to be practical.

Sure, sure. Ignore it.

Don't stick your neck out.

It's about time that you
and the other commissioners

began fighting for a bond issue
to finance this kind of an airport,

instead of running around
checking to see if the toilets flush.

I don't think insulting me
will solve anything

so why don't we get back
to our immediate problem?

We've got to make
a decision about tonight.

I've made it.

The airport's staying open.

Stop being so bull-headed.
Think of the consequences.

Don't talk to me about consequences.

When Congress voted to
cut airport appropriations

you never even sent in a letter of protest.

Where were you when the airlines
and the pilots and the rest of us

were pleading for more
airports and better traffic control?

You were picking out the
colors in the ladies' lounge.

So now you've got your
consequences, congested air traffic

where Sunday pilots hold up airliners
with thousands of people aboard

and force us to stack up planes bound
for New York as far away as Denver.

When it comes to politics, you're a child.

Two of our councilmen
live in Meadowood.

Think what they can do to us downtown.

I'm thinking of those pilots
upstairs waiting to land,

flying blind in that muck
and circling in holding patterns

and praying to God that
some tired, overworked,

underpaid controller in the tower

doesn't have another plane
on the same course.

You can call it pigheaded,
call it anything you want.

But as long as we're not below FAA
minimums, we're not closing down.

All right, if that's the way you want it.

I'm calling the other
commissioners and I'll let you know

what our decision is within an hour.

That's your privilege.

You hired me. You've
got the right to fire me.

But until you do,
this airport is staying open.

Do you wish to make a reservation?

No, I don't.

Could you please tell me if
there's a flight to Rome tonight?

Yes. Our Golden Argosy, Flight
Two. It departs at 10:00 p.m.

Only tonight, it's delayed one
hour due to weather conditions.

It's very important to me to find
out if somebody's on that flight.

His name is D.O. Guerrero.

I'm terribly sorry. We're not
allowed to give out that information.

You don't understand.

The person I'm asking
about is my husband.

Well, I'm sorry, but it's a company rule.

You might go out to the airport,

if you can get there
before they board the flight,

you could see your husband if he's there.

I see.

That's the only way,
I suppose. Thank you.

Thank you for calling Trans Global.

Why didn't you tell me this before?

I tried.

But we were in a hurry, and...

You're sure?

Do you mean am I sure I'm pregnant,

or am I sure you're the father?

Come on, Gwen. I didn't...

The answer to both questions is yes.

You know I wasn't asking...

You have a perfect right to.

I want you to know something, Vern.

That there hasn't been
anyone else but you.

You see, there couldn't be.
I happen to love you.

I'm afraid I was careless.

I stopped taking the pills

because they were
making me gain weight.

So instead of being plump, I'm pregnant.

Stop twisting your wedding ring.

I know you've got a wife.

I know you can't marry me.

I knew it in the beginning.

I won't make things difficult for you.

I'll work it out myself.

Don't be ridiculous.

You don't think I'd walk out
and ignore the whole thing?

I'll take care of you.

I'll make sure you don't
go to some butcher

two flights up over a drugstore.

I hear Sweden's the best place.

Good doctors, good
hospitals, medically safe.

It's very quick, very simple.

One minute you have it,
next minute you don't.

There's no danger of complications.

That is, no physical complications.

I'm not so sure about the moral ones.

You have religious scruples?

No. No.

But the strangest thing
happened to me today,

when the doctor told me.

I mean, I've known other
girls in the same situation...

toss it off with bad jokes like,
"I've got a bun in the oven,"

or, "Captain, we've got an
extra passenger on board."

I knew I'd react the same way.

Very modern, very sophisticated.

But I certainly didn't.

I was suddenly filled with
a sense of wonder and awe.

I don't want to sound
mystical or anything

but I am carrying
someone who's part of us.

I'm not so sure I want to lose it.

And if you have the baby, then what?

Well, I suppose adoption
would be the answer.

They're very careful nowadays.

They find the right family.

They're very careful, all the
arrangements are made beforehand.

And the records are
kept secret, you know.

And you'll never see the baby.

I suppose in time I'll be sensible,

but I've gotta have time to think.

Vern, thank you for caring.

Most men would have said,
"So long, girl. Tough luck."

Not this one.

You know, I think you
really do love me a little.

It makes it harder to
decide, but easier to bear.

- Something wrong?
- The air vent was stuck.

The captain fixed it.

Full throttle.

All the way.

You chickened out on me.

I told you I wanted all the power you got.

Full throttle and this plane
would be standing on its nose.

You may fly these things,

but I take them apart
and put them together.

If you had any guts, we'd
be on the runway by now.

You felt it vibrating?

Another ten seconds and we'd
have had structural damage.

Who do you think you're talking to,

some kid that fixes bicycles?

I know every inch of the 707.

Take the wings off this and
you could use it as a tank.

This plane is built to withstand anything,

except a bad pilot.

All right, hold it. This kind
of talk will get us nowhere.

You might tell your mechanic

I've got three million miles in the air.

And two and a half feet in the ground.

Let's stop wasting time.

What do we do now?

Now we gotta dig a lot deeper,

put lumber under the wheels.

But the next time we try,
since he's afraid, I'll drive it out.

I'm not turning this ship over to anybody

without authorization from our chief pilot.

I phoned Kettering,
but there's no answer.

I guess we just sit here till you get him.

No, we don't, we haven't got time.

You're not in the air,
you're on the ground.

My ground. And you're
blocking my primary runway.

I'm not using full power. It's too risky.

Then I'll make the decision.

I'll take the responsibility for the aircraft.

Mr. Patroni is licensed
to taxi. He'll take over.

If he tears this ship apart, I hope
you've got $8 million to pay for it.

Joe, my neck's out about 14 feet.

You sure it'll work?

Let's put it this way.

You promised me a box of
cigars if I pulled this off, right?

What are you standing
here for? Go get them.

The bus from downtown
terminal is just coming in.

Your attention, please.

Trans Global Airlines, the Golden
Argosy, Flight Two, non-stop to Rome

is now ready for boarding.

AII passengers holding
confirmed reservations

please proceed to Gate 33
on Concourse D.

Rome.

The Colosseum, the Sistine
Chapel. The Catacombs.

My dear late husband and I
always planned to visit there.

"See Rome and die," he always said.

But he died just when we were packing.

Gee. That's too bad. Yes.

So near and yet so far.

What's wrong?

Oh, dear. Oh, dear.

What is it? I'm sorry.

I'm afraid I'm having one of my spells.

I'll get help. I'll call for a doctor.

I'll be all right.

I've had these for years. It'll pass.

Oh, dear. If I could just
lie down for a little while.

I saw a cot in the ladies'
room a little while ago.

I'll help you. Come on. Take it easy.

Sure you're gonna be all right?

Sit down along the way if you're not.

Flight 45 from Pittsburgh

are notified that the flight has been
canceled due to weather conditions.

You'll be all right.
We'll be there in a second.

I'm much better. Much better.

Are you sure you don't
want me to call the doctor?

No. I've been enough trouble
already. But don't go away.

You will stay right here like
you did before, won't you?

Certainly. I'll stay right here.

Perhaps you're right.
You'd better get a doctor.

Of course. Right away.

But don't worry. I'll be all right.

There's an attendant in there,
and she'll take care of you.

I won't be a minute.

Thank you.

That is E-R-O.

And what amount policy were
you considering, Mr. Guerrero?

$150,000.

That'll be $5. Yes. I know.

But for $2.50 more, you
could take out $225,000.

It isn't much for all that protection. No.

I don't know if I have that
much left. American money.

I exchanged all my dollars to lira.

We accept foreign currency.

Well, I've got that all in big bills.

Or we'll take a personal check if you like.

No. When I go to Europe, I
always leave my checkbook at home.

You know, it's too much of a temptation.

Wait a minute. I may have enough.

I didn't mean to push you,

but we're having a sales contest

and I've got a chance for the prize.

Every little bit helps. Yeah.

Could you hurry that up, please?

They've already called my flight.

It's just the first call. You still have time.

Delta Airlines, Flight 299...

But I distinctly asked for the fourth row.

I'm terribly sorry, but this
is the best we can do.

Give it to me.

Did you say this is some
kind of exchange program?

Yes. You see, the Italian
girl will be living with my folks

and I'll be living with them.

That should be quite an experience.

I'm sorry. Could you hurry, please?

There's the terminal, lady.

Over there.

Just be a couple more minutes now.

Now, how about letting me
buy you a cup of coffee?

Good. Mr. Bakersfeld's
in there having dinner.

We can join him.

Let me check the counter first. Right.

Here you are, sir. Seat 23-A.

Have a good flight. Thank you.

Just two no-shows in first class, huh?

They're on their way. They've been
waiting in the Commander's Club.

No. I'm just a visitor. I work downstairs.

Sorry.

Ready?

Say, did you see that man
with the attach� case just now?

No.

If he was coming in from
abroad instead of going out,

I'd want to inspect it.

You think he's smuggling?

It was the way he held
the case, the look in his eye.

He tried to hand me his ticket.

Thank you. Sorry about the delay.

It's all right. Excuse me, young man.

My son dropped his wallet. All
his money's in it. He went on board.

Blonde hair, no hat,
camel hair coat. I wonder...

I'm not allowed to accept
a wallet with money.

See the stewardess about it, please.

Oh.

But you see if someone is smuggling

they usually start to get
nervous when they land,

not before they take off.

This guy was really shaken.

If it is contraband and he's a trembler,

Italian customs will nail him.

Besides, there's not much
we can do about it at this end.

I don't know. I think somebody ought to.

Maybe you ought to tell your boss.

Just in case he might
want to notify the captain.

I guess you're right. I'll be right back.

International Flight 49 for Dallas

now boarding at Gate 19,
the Red Concourse.

AII passengers holding
confirmed reservations

please proceed to Gate 19,
the Red Concourse.

23-B?

Yes.

What are you doing here?

She got away.

She what?

Well, what she did was...

I don't care how she got away.

Get on that phone and call
every airline and every gate.

I'll see if Security can round her up.

Forward jet way's still in place.

It's your decision, Captain.

Make some noise.

Miss Meighen?

Yes, Captain?

What's the delay?

The tourist head count won't tally.

Where's the ramp supervisor?

He's back there, counting. Get him.

The plane to Rome, is it gone?

No. But you'll have to hurry. Which way?

Go to the waiting room and turn right.

Green concourse, Gate 33.

Thank you.

Look, I know you got
problems, and so have we,

but how long we gonna sit here?

I've ordered a ticket recheck.
We should have 81 in tourist.

It seems we've got 82.

Every second we sit here, we're
burning fuel on three and four

which you gave the okay to start.

Precious fuel we'll need in the air tonight.

I know...

Unless this plane leaves now,

I'm gonna shut down and we'll
send for fueling to top off our tanks.

So you make up your mind.

It'll only take another few minutes or so.

And I'll tell you something else.

The tower just told us
they have a temporary gap,

so if we taxi out right
away, we can take off fast.

But five minutes from now
may mean a half-hour delay.

So you take the
responsibility. What do we do?

Cancel the ticket recheck.
Okay. You're leaving now.

Continental Airlines Flight 41

for Los Angeles now
boarding at Gate 26.

May I see your ticket, please?

Thank you.

Ruth. Cancel the ticket
check. We're leaving.

Fine.

Commander, start two.

Turning two.

Okay to start one?

Braniff International Flight
252 from Houston

now arriving at Gate 10,
the Red Concourse.

23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30,

31, 32, 33, 34, 35...

Excuse me, please.

I'd like to find out if my
husband's on that flight that just left.

I'm sorry, ma'am. I'm not
allowed to give that information.

He hasn't been well.

I just wanted to make sure he got
on safely. His name's D.O. Guerrero.

All right.

Yes. He's aboard.

19, 20, 21, 22, 23,

24, 25, 26, 27,

28, 29, 30.

Life rafts are located in the
ceiling storage compartments.

In addition to the doors, there are
emergency exits over both wings.

For more information
concerning these items

please look in the seat
pocket in front of you.

We suggest you read it
sometime during the flight.

Don't worry, if you take one of
these, you won't get airsick at all.

Thank you, Doctor.

Global Two, Lincoln Tower,
clear for takeoff.

Global Two, rolling.

On top at 7,000. Clear
above. Visibility unlimited.

Proceeding on course. We'll
report passing Cleveland.

Now, there's nothing
to be nervous about.

I've flown thousands of
miles, and I can tell you,

it's a lot safer than crossing a street.

Yes, she was here. I saw her go on.

But did you see her get off?

No.

But I'm almost certain she did.

Her son dropped his wallet
and she went to give it to him.

Your wallet gag. She's on the plane.

Maybe that's why the
head count didn't tally.

Speaking of head counts,
have you counted yours lately?

I'm sure you've got at least two.

Should I send word to the
captain to check and verify?

But have Flight Dispatch call
him on the company frequency

so we can keep it private.

Our ground speed is 620 miles per hour.

We've reached our cruising
altitude of 33,000 feet.

The temperature outside is a
pleasant 50 degrees below zero.

Our route tonight will
take us over Toronto,

Montreal, Cape Ray,
St. John, Newfoundland,

across the Atlantic, reaching
the European coastline

just north of Lisbon and
on into Rome on schedule.

The weather in Rome is a lot better
than what we left behind in Chicago.

If there's anything we can do to
make your flight more enjoyable,

please let us know, thank you.

This is Global Two.

Flight Two, Cleveland. I
have a message from Lincoln.

Advise when ready to copy.

Go ahead, Cleveland. We're ready.

We're practically certain you
have a stowaway on board.

Caucasian, female,

approximately 5 feet, 100 pounds,

age about 70,

wearing a brown hat
with a brown pompom,

tweed coat with black velvet collar.

Name, Mrs. Ada Quonsett.
Determine and confirm.

Will check and advise.

I don't believe it. I believe it.

Those penguins on the ground are idiots.

Now the guy in 21-D says it's too hot.

You want a laugh?

Have you seen her?

She's not in first. I've hardly
checked the tourist section yet.

Go back and see if the
old biddy's there, huh?

If she is, what do I do?

Nothing. Just come back and report.

How about that?

Little old lady just walks on like
she's walking into an elevator.

There you are.

Miss, the captain said
we'd arrive on schedule.

That means we're gonna
make up for the hour's delay.

Father, with a ground speed
of 620 miles per hour

and a distance of 4,817 miles...

it's a physical impossibility.

Your son is right.

The captain was referring
to scheduled flying time.

It'll be approximately seven
and a half hours from take off.

Excuse me.

I see you've got a boyfriend.

Yes, and he's invited me
to Rome to a nightclub.

Miss, these nuts are stale.

I'm sorry, sir. I'll try and
find you some fresher ones.

$474, and they give you stale nuts.

So you play the oboe. My
late husband played the violin.

Not professionally, but he was very good.

He once played the
Minute Waltz in 58 seconds.

- There you are.
- Thank you.

Nuts to the man in 21-D.

You said it.

May I treat you to another sherry?

No. One is all I ever... Well,
thank you. You're very kind.

She's there, all right, 23-B.

That's why the head count was wrong.

What do you want me to do?

Nothing.

If you start questioning her,
there's bound to be tears...

We were asked to check
and report, that's all.

They'll grab her in Rome.

So until then, why make
the old girl miserable?

You know, Captain,
you're a real nice person.

I didn't know you were
so fond of old women.

I prefer the younger ones.

So I heard.

But opportunities don't last forever.

Pretty soon, you and I'll have to
settle for the not so young ones.

I already have for quite some time.

That's right. You always played
it right straight down the line.

No mucking around on layovers.

Helen was a stewardess
flying DC-4s. That's how we met.

She knew what was going on,
so when we got married,

I made her a promise, the
obvious one. I've always kept it.

I guess all those kids you had helped.

Yeah, maybe.

How many have you got, six?

No, seven. Four we planned.

Three we didn't.

The ones you didn't plan,
did you ever consider...

doing anything about them
before they were born?

No.

Let me tell you something.
I love all seven of them.

But the three we didn't plan...

boy, they turned out to be
something real special.

Detain on board after landing.

Release only to station manager, Rome.

I'm going to Flight Dispatch. I'll take it.

I'll take it for you, Mr. Weatherby.

No, thank you.

I don't want it to wind up
in the ladies' room.

What about the man I mentioned?

The one with the attach� case.

If Standish wants to find
out what the guy's smuggling

let him get Italian customs to check.

I'm not going to offend
a paying passenger

with something that's
none of our business.

I was wondering, what
if he isn't smuggling.

What if...

Forget it.

I'm sorry, Mrs. Livingston,
that he got mad at you.

It was all my fault.

Never mind. He'll get over it.

That man was one of
the last to go aboard,

so he probably was on
that bus that was late.

Reindel.

John, this is Tanya Livingston.

Do me a favor, will you?

Read me the list of passengers on
Flight Two who came out on the bus.

Yeah. Hang on a minute.
I've got it right here.

Never mind the women. Just the men.

"Rathbone, Marcus J."

"Bonnelli, Luigi."

"Guerrero, D.O."

"Yates, Robert."

She stood us up, that's all.

I hope that's all.

You or me?

You.

Bakersfeld.

Your wife insisted that I page you.

She's waiting for you in your office.

Thanks.

Oh, Mrs. Livingston.

I'm sorry to bother you

but one of my men found this
woman wandering aimlessly.

Seems terribly upset about something.

She ought to see the doctor.

She doesn't want to.

I think what's worrying her most is she
doesn't have any money to get back to town.

I'd like to help...

She let me go through her purse.

I thought maybe I'd find a
little address book or something,

call somebody who knew her.

But there was nothing in it but this.

I thought since her husband
bought a ticket on Global

you might want to give
her bus fare to get home.

$5 would do it.

Now, you just take it easy, ma'am.

Everything's gonna be fine.

Guerrero.

And we don't have a home anymore.

We have a waiting room,

a place where I can walk the floor,

and wonder whether you're
going to leave this damn airport

long enough to drop by
for a few minutes.

Why you have to pick tonight to
come out here and fight with me...

I came here to tell you
that Roberta left home.

What do you mean, left home? When?

I called from the banquet to say
good night, and I spoke to Libby.

Roberta, she said, told her that she
couldn't stand our fighting any longer.

That she "couldn't stand
the atmosphere of hate."

And that's a direct quote.

Where is she? Did Libby say?

She's at Sally Bolten's house.

She's going to spend
the night. I spoke to her.

Cindy, we can't do this to the kids.

We've got to call a truce,
even if it's a pretense.

We've got to start being
civil to each other.

And add hypocrisy to the problem?

They'd see through that in a
minute. That's not the answer.

Well, we've got to do something.

You're right, and the
only answer is a divorce.

You think that will make
them feel more secure?

A broken home?

It's better to come from a
broken home than to live in one.

You may be right.

And you may be right about me, too.

I suppose I'm like
a lot of men, a bigamist.

Married to both a woman and a job.

And I can't be number
two wife any longer.

Yes, Danny?

Patroni wants a skip loader.

Get one from the parking lot.

We must get that plane out of there.

And keep twenty-niner clean
so it'll be operational.

That's what I mean. Those things
are more important than we are.

No, not more important. But
at the moment more imperative.

It just so happens
we're in a hell of a mess.

We certainly are.

It's a big step, Cindy.

You're sure you don't
want to reconsider?

No. It's too late.

It's not just the girls that I'm thinking of.

There's someone else, Mel, and
there has been for quite a while.

Someone who makes me
feel wanted, occasionally.

You had no idea, had you?

Too busy to even consider the possibility.

Mel...

Mr. Bakersfeld. I'm sorry.
I didn't know you were busy.

Cindy... Mrs. Livingston, Mrs. Bakersfeld.

How do you do?

I have information on that
man with the attach� case.

I'll talk to you about it in a little while.

Certainly.

Are you sure?

Are you really sure?

Yes.

When we tell the children,
we must do it together.

Of course. And I promise
there won't be any trouble.

You may see the girls
as often as you wish.

Thanks.

As a matter of fact, you'll
probably see them more often.

Ex-husbands always seem
to make a special effort.

Bakersfeld.

Hang on a second.

Ned. I'll be right with you.

Go ahead. Yes, that's all right.

Put it in warehouse 12.
Get the trucks out of the way.

They're not supposed
to be blocking that area.

What's up, Ned?

No. Let the city police handle it.

You just stay right here.
I'll just be a minute.

The downtown terminal told me they
remembered a man with an attach� case.

We must have checked in
10 men with an attach� case.

But this one held it under his arm.

And when the agent tried
to put a cabin tag on it,

he pulled away and insisted
on putting it on himself.

That's why they remembered
him. And it was Guerrero.

I can't get anything out of
his wife except a blank stare.

Maybe you can make her talk. Please try.

I have a horrible feeling...

Bring her in.

Mrs. Guerrero...

She's gone.

Hold it. Yes, sir?

Remember the woman you
turned over to Mrs. Livingston?

She's given us the slip.

She's probably still in the terminal.

You've got to find her.

We'll sure try. Will
you round up my boys?

We'll announce from here.

You do it. I'll call the insurance company.

What's the security code?
Lester Mainwaring.

Attention, please. Attention, please.

Mr. Lester Mainwaring's party.

Mr. Mainwaring requests that
all members of his travel group

report immediately
to the main terminal entrance.

To the main terminal entrance.

Yes. Here it is, Mr. Bakersfeld.

"D.O. Guerrero." It's for $225,000.

Yes, I remember him.

Yes, sir, he was a little nervous.

Aside from that, did you notice
anything unusual about him?

Well, just one thing.

For somebody going to Europe,
he didn't seem to have much money.

He paid me with six one-dollar
bills and the rest in change.

Mostly nickels and dimes. It
seemed to be just about all he had.

Thanks.

You've been so busy we just
haven't had a chance to chat.

I'm Ada Quonsett.

How do you do?

What's your name, sir?

Guerrero.

Guerrero? That's Spanish, isn't it?

Yes, but way back.

You look more Irish.

So did my mother.

I've been fascinated by that figuring
you've been doing on the map.

I said to Mr. Davidson
I was sure you'd win.

The contest.

The one that comes closest
to guessing our time of arrival

wins a sightseeing trip.

Oh, no, I just do this as sort of a hobby.

I like to see if I can calculate
where we are all the time.

Now, that's... If you'll excuse me,

I think I'll take a little nap.

Approach with extreme caution.

His seat assignment is 23-A.

Have the dispatcher send it the way he sent
the other one on the company frequency,

probably New York.

They're out of the
Cleveland area by now.

How do we know the man is
not just an ordinary eccentric?

Maybe all he's got in there
are some important papers.

I don't think so.

I wish I did. I have a
niece aboard that flight.

Suppose he has got a bomb.

They've been up there for over an hour.

Why hasn't he let it go?

I don't know.

Maybe he's waiting until
they get out over the ocean.

The Atlantic doesn't leave traces.

We just found the Guerrero woman.

One of my men is bringing her up.

Hold that call. We may
have something to add.

I'll call you right back.

Now they say it's too cold.

He has fainting spells.

So when he feels one coming
on, he takes a whiff of oxygen.

Sometimes it helps.

Don't let him kid you.

It's an FAA regulation.

Over 25,000, if one of
us leaves the flight deck,

the other one must go on
oxygen. It's just a precaution.

Thanks.

Why didn't you ring?
I could've brought you that.

Up there I'd have to be formal.

Up there I couldn't tell
you how sorry I am.

How do you feel?

I feel great.

No fainting spells, no craving
for pickles, no morning sickness.

It's funny.

I didn't think you were the kind of
guy who'd worry about a thing like this.

Neither did I.

You know, before you said you
thought I loved you just a little.

You're wrong.

I love you a lot more than just a little.

I didn't know he was going to Rome.

He said he was going to Milwaukee.

Here, Inez, take another sip of this.

But this was in your purse.
You must have known.

It just came tonight, special.
I only saw it after he left.

Does your husband
have business in Italy?

What is your husband's business?

He was...

He did excavations for buildings.

You said "was." He's not
in that business anymore?

Things went wrong.

Financial trouble? Yes.

Bad trouble?

Broke? In debt?

Then how did he get
the money for his ticket?

I think he pawned
my mother's wedding ring.

When I looked tonight
in the case, it was empty.

He just can't seem to hold a job lately.

Why not?

He gets in arguments. They fire him.

It's his temper. It's been like that
ever since he got out of the hospital.

What sort of hospital?

Army hospital.

Yes. But I mean, what
was he in the hospital for?

He...

was sick.

Mental patient?

Mrs. Guerrero, what did
your husband do in the army?

He was a demolition expert.

And I suppose in his excavation
work he used explosives?

You were about to say something.

His last job, they fired him.

Something was missing.

Some dynamite.

What we need's an unlisted number.

This is Global Two.

Global Two, New York.

We have an important message
for you. Advise when ready to copy.

Okay, New York, go ahead.

Strong probability, repeat,
strong probability exists

that passenger D.O. Guerrero,
seat assignment 23-A,

may have an explosive device
in attach�-type briefcase.

Passenger purchased
excessive insurance,

mentally disturbed and desperate.

Approach with extreme caution.

Yeah, that's right.

Tell them another section
of 3-by-12s laid crosswise.

- Will do.
- They need you?

Not yet. It won't be ready
to drive out for a half hour.

Ingram knows what
to do in the meantime.

So we know the kook is sitting in 23-A.

That's here.

That's right. What's your opinion?

My opinion is they should get
back here as fast as they can.

If he should let it go,

is there any chance the plane
could stand the explosion?

We got one break, he's
not sitting in an aisle seat.

So first, he'll blow out a
hunk of the fuselage right here.

What kind of structural
damage will that cause?

Luckily, there's nothing
but skin on the sides.

All the control cables run along here,

so if it's not too big a
hole, she might still fly.

But the sudden
decompression at 30,000 feet

is something you've got to see to believe.

He'll get sucked out, won't he?

So will anybody sitting next to him.

Until the pressure equalizes,
everything within 20 feet of him

that's not nailed down is gonna
get sucked right out that hole.

Is it that powerful? Are you sure?

Yeah, I'm sure.

When I was a mechanic in the air force,

I was being transferred
on a MATS plane.

At 20,000 feet, one of
the windows shattered.

The guy sitting next to it
was about 170 pounds.

He went through that little space

like a hunk of hamburger
going down a disposal

and right after him,

coats, pillows, blankets, cups, saucers.

Yeah, I'm sure.

Takes about three seconds, doesn't it?

Three, four, five. Depends
on the size of the hole.

Everything fogs up just
like that. And then watch out.

At that altitude you can't breathe,

so unless they get on oxygen
in 45 seconds, it's good-bye.

We'll turn back.

I'm gonna make a wide, slow turn.

That way the passengers
might not notice.

Toronto Centre, this is Global Two.

Seem to have a problem here.

Request clearance back
to Lincoln at a lower altitude.

Roger, Global Two.
Turn left, heading 270.

Descend and maintain flight level 280.

Are you declaring an emergency?

Possible emergency. Might
have a disturbed passenger.

There's no mistake. He's in 23-A.

Fits the description perfectly.

When did you see him?

When I was boarding Mrs. Quonsett.

He's sitting right next to her.

Did you notice the attach� case?

It's on his lap, and he won't put it down.

Ruth told me that when
she was serving the snacks,

he wouldn't use the pull-down table.

He insisted on putting
his tray on top of his case.

Sounds as if that's where he's got it.

Then he must have some kind of
trigger on the outside of the case.

Is anyone sitting on the
other side of the old lady?

A man.

Then I'd have to lean over two people.

I couldn't surprise him like that.

Okay if I go back and take a look?

Yeah. Not too close a look.

He might suspect something.

I'll do one of those smiling
"good evening" walk-throughs

and if anybody catches the
fact that we're turning around,

I'll give them some double talk.

Toronto Centre, Global
Two. Starting to turn.

We'd like to make it wide and gradual.

Global Two, wide turn approved.

We'll alert other sectors to your problem.

So delay serving dinner.

Put every bottle, cup, glass,
everything else away and lock it up.

Right. Be careful, Vern.

I'll tell the girls in Tourist.

- Good evening.
- Captain.

Captain.

Our son has a question to ask you.

Schuyler, here's our captain.

Before, Virgo and Leo
were right there, sir.

Now I'm beginning to see
Ursa Minor and Cassiopeia.

We must be turning around.

Why, you have a young navigator here.

I'll tell you, son.

Due to a setsel wind,

DISTOR's vectored us into
a 360 tunsus of slower traffic.

Now, we'll maintain this borton hold

until we get a fortamagnus
clearance from Malnaks.

Oh. Yes, of course.

What did he mean by that, son?

Never mind, Father. I'll tell you later.

Enjoying your trip?

Very much. I was just telling
my wife how smooth it is.

A little while ago, I put
my drink on the armrest

and there wasn't even a
ripple. Didn't lose a drop.

Hi, girls.

Slumming, Captain?

We've got some bumpy weather ahead,

so don't serve dinner for a while.

Keep everything in the drawers. Okay.

Are you getting plane-to-ground direct?

Affirmative.

They've turned around
and started a slow descent.

What's the frequency?

132.0.

I'm sorry to have to put this on you,

but if I go back there a second time

he might get suspicious.

Don't worry. I think I can handle it.

Excuse me, madam.
May I see your ticket?

My ticket?

That nice young man at the gate took it.

No, he wouldn't do that.

If it was a round-trip ticket, you'd
still have the return flight coupon.

If it was a one-way, you'd still have
the ticket stub and boarding folder.

You're English, aren't you?

I knew it the moment you started to talk.

You make our language
sound so delightful.

My late husband used to say...

Never mind what he said.
What about your ticket?

I'll certainly look, my dear, but I'm sure...

Why don't you stop wasting
my time, Mrs. Quonsett.

You are Mrs. Ada Quonsett, aren't you?

Since you're aware of who I am,

there's no use denying it, is there?

If there's some misunderstanding,
perhaps I can help.

There's no misunderstanding.

Are you traveling with this lady?

No.

Then it's none of your business, sir.

This woman is a stowaway.

Are we going to turn back?

You're not that important.

When we land in Rome, you'll
be handed over to the authorities.

Come with me.

The captain has to make a report on you.

But first, he'd like to see you.

Would you let this lady out, please?

The captain wants to see me?

He doesn't like to be
kept waiting. Now come on.

There's no need to treat
her like a criminal.

That's exactly what she is.

Imagine shoving an old lady like that.

I've never seen anything
like it in my whole life.

I can't believe she's a stowaway.

Mrs. Quonsett, I'm Captain
Demerest. This is Captain Harris.

Would you come forward
as far as you can?

Captain...

Please sit down, Mrs. Quonsett.

I'm sorry to be a trouble to you

but I was on my way to New York

to visit my poor daughter who's...

Then why'd you get on this flight?

Because according to the schedule,

the next flight back from Rome

is to New York, and it's your number five.

I thought they'd want
to get rid of me quickly

so they'd put me on that plane.

Mrs. Quonsett, if you
help us, I promise you

you'll get to take trips
to New York first class.

Thank you. But how can I help?

Mrs. Quonsett, whatever happened
back there just now, you can forget.

That's not the reason
you were brought here.

Mrs. Quonsett, I hope I didn't hurt you.

No, not much.

Ma'am, are you frightened easily?

No.

I get nervous sometimes,
but not as much as I used to.

When you get older, there
isn't a lot left to be frightened of.

Good. All right, now.

You listen very carefully.

Global Two, this is Toronto Centre.

Your position is 15 miles east
of Kleinburg Intersection.

- Say altitude.
- Level at 280.

Request continued slow descent.

Roger. What altitude do you wish?

Request flight level 210.

Roger. Continue slow descent.
Maintain flight level 210.

Mel.

I just talked to the other commissioners
and they all agree with me.

So as not to have any more
trouble with the Meadowood residents

I'm instructing you to shut
the airport down until 7:00 a.m.

Read this.

A dispatch we just sent.

The plane's on its way back here.

You still want us to shut down?

Under the circumstances, I...

Global Two, Toronto Centre.
Continue slow descent.

Whatever she's done,
you don't have to be rough.

Please don't interfere.

Ask the captain to reconsider.

I don't want to be handed
over to the Italian police.

You should've thought of
that before. Get in your seat.

All I ask is to be sent back.

Please don't hand me over
in a foreign country.

Can't you see the lady's upset?

I told you to keep out of this.

Now sit down and be quiet.

You hurt me. You hurt me.

Stop it. You're hysterical.

Help me! Please help me!

No.

That's his personal property.

You've got no right to take that!

- Break it up!
- No!

You stay where you are!

Don't try to get any closer.

Guerrero, listen to me.

Do you hear me? Listen.

They know about you on the ground.

Your insurance is no good.

It's canceled. It's worthless.

No one has ever gotten
away with a thing like this.

No one has ever collected a penny.

You won't help your family.
You'll only hurt them.

You'll kill yourself for nothing
if you explode that bomb.

Stay where you are.

Your family will be hounded and blamed.

Listen to me. Think.

Guerrero, let these people
sit down, and we'll talk.

I promise, until you're ready,
no one will come close.

Sit down.

Guerrero, you know now
that you've failed.

The only way you can help
your family is to give me that case.

Give me the case.

If you do, I promise that no
one on this plane will hurt you.

Grab him. He's got a bomb!

Get on oxygen.

Mayday. Mayday.

Trans Global Two. Decompression.
Making emergency descent.

Request one-zero-thousand.

Roger. Descend and
maintain one-zero-thousand.

Report your intentions when ready.

Global Two, Toronto Centre.

We're level at one-zero-thousand.
Returning to heading 270.

We have damage due to
explosion. Extent unknown.

Turn on all the heat you've got.

Can we maintain control?

The rudder's heavy and the
stabilizer trim won't respond

but at least the tail didn't fall off.

Where'd he pull the trigger?

Starboard can.

Go back and check the damage
and report by inter-phone.

According to the manifest,
there's three doctors aboard.

Let's hope they're not dentists.

They're probably pitching in already.

Get anybody else that can help.

And find out about Gwen.

I'm so cold. I'm terribly cold.

Put him on the walker.
I'm gonna cut off the oxygen.

All right. You all can breathe normally.

Take off your masks
and fasten your seat belts.

Here you go. Please.
You can breathe normally.

You can take off the mask.
Fasten your seat belt.

Anything I can do to help?

Yeah. Come on, Sergeant.

Are you all right there?

Can we get a blanket?

Fasten your seat belt.

Stewardess, if there's any
brandy on board, pass it out.

Pardon me. Doctor?

Yes, Sister?

Press that hard.

May we have a blanket?

Are you all right?

May I help you?
No, I'm all right, thank you.

Take care of that man behind me.

How is her pulse, Sister?

Weak.

I have adrenalin and syringes in my bag.

Will you prepare a shot?

Will it hold?

Yeah, as soon as I get
this blanket wedged in here.

Joan.

As soon as they're patched
up, move them all forward.

Stow the center armrests.

Put four people in three seats.

Right.

Go ahead.

The hole is about three to four feet.

What about control surfaces?
Can you see anything?

Possible damage to rudder power.

And it looks like we
have stabilizer problems.

Most of the blast, thank
God, went sideways.

Can we stay in the air an hour?

Hard to tell. There's a tear in the ceiling

from the top of the hole all
the way over to the port side.

Think there's a rupture in the outer skin?

I don't know. Could be.

What about the passengers?

I can't say anything definite yet.

I checked the structural damage first.

What I did see was less than I expected.

Some cuts and bruises
and shock and puking.

Medical help good.

I'm going to cut off
the passenger oxygen.

How's Gwen?

Pretty bad shape. The
doctor's working on her.

I'll report when I can.

Sounds like the break
is just this side of the tail.

Better set down as fast
as we can, if we can.

Right.

Toronto Centre, Global Two.
Have structural damage.

Would like to land
nearest available airport.

Global Two, Toronto Centre.

Everything east of Lincoln
on your course is closed

due to weather or field conditions.

However, if you are declaring
an emergency, Detroit possible.

They report five inches of snow
over ice but they will try to clear.

Request Detroit stand by in
case of any change in condition.

We'll try for Lincoln.

Roger, Global Two.
You are leaving my area.

Contact Cleveland Center,
117.5. Good luck.

Roger, Toronto.

Cleveland Center, Global
Two on your frequency.

Global Two, this is Cleveland
Center radar contact.

Turn right, heading 280.
Maintain one-zero-thousand.

Lincoln weather, sky obscured,

visibility one mile in blowing snow.

Runway two-niner still closed.

But we have control damage which
makes landing on two-niner imperative.

Repeat imperative.

Roger, Global Two.

We'll relay your condition and request.

Keep monitoring, Bert.
I'll be in Mobile One.

Any change, call me.

Global Two, this is Cleveland Center.

All eyeglasses off.

Take off your eyeglasses and return
your seats to their upright position.

What's more, the captain
deliberately struck me across the face.

Unless you shut up, the second officer
is going to do exactly the same thing.

Is there anything I can do to help?

Yes, Father. I'm putting
you in charge of praying.

If that's an order, you're
about 30 minutes too late, son.

Ladies and gentlemen,
this is Captain Demerest.

I want to thank you for moving
forward in such an orderly manner.

It'll be a little warmer for you this way,

and it'll help us in controlling
the plane during landing.

You know we've all
had trouble, bad trouble.

I won't attempt to minimize it.

But we've all gone through an experience

that none of us has ever had before.

And thank God we have come through.

We have the airplane under control.

We estimate landing
in about 25 minutes.

I won't try to kid you. We still
have a few problems ahead of us.

There are two thoughts
that should comfort you.

First, you're in one of the best
constructed planes that there is.

Second, tonight, instead
of one experienced captain

you have two, Captain Harris and myself.

Between us, we have more flying years

than we sometimes like to think about.

I'm gonna give you something for
the pain, but don't move your head.

Later on, Second Officer Jordan

will give you instructions
on landing procedure.

Please do exactly as he says

and I promise you we'll all come
through this together safely. Thank you.

Global Two, Cleveland Center.

Lincoln advises runway
two-niner still closed.

They are attempting to clear, but
failing that, plan landing on two-two.

Roger.

Want me to take over for a while?

Yeah, thanks.

Ground, Mobile One.

Yes, Mel.

Tell the chief to take a position
between runway two-niner and two-two,

so they can move either way.

We'll notify which runway later.

Roger.

Turn left, heading 205.

At pilot's discretion,
descend and maintain 6,000.

Report when leaving one-zero-thousand.

Global Two, turning left, heading 205.

Leaving one-zero-thousand now.

Mr. Jordan said you wanted
to see me again, Captain.

We radioed ahead, and they'll
have all the equipment you asked for.

Good. You'd better call again.

See if the airport doctor can have
an ophthalmic surgeon standing by.

For Miss Meighen?

Yes.

Besides the other injuries I mentioned,

I'm afraid her right eye has splinters.

Whether they're wood or metal,
I have no way of knowing.

Her left eye, as far as
I can tell, is unharmed.

Of course, it's too early
to draw conclusions.

Modern ophthalmic surgery
can do extraordinary things.

I'd better get back to her. Doctor.

Gwen, Miss Meighen...

she's pregnant. Does
that make a difference?

I have no way of knowing.

Her pregnancy can't be
very far advanced.

No, it isn't.

The mother wasn't deprived of oxygen
long enough to do harm to the child.

No one was.

If there are no abdominal
injuries, and she survives

chances are fair to good that
the baby should be born normally.

Global Two leaving 8,000.

Advise Lincoln doctor to have
ophthalmic surgeon available.

Roger. Will notify.

I'll take over now.

Vern, I guess you know
how badly I feel about Gwen.

What's between you two,
that's none of my business.

But if there's anything
I can do as a friend...

You already have.

Mobile One, Ground Control.

Yes, Doug. This is Mel.

Cleveland just handed off
Flight Two to Chicago Center.

The transmissions from the
aircraft aren't exactly regulation.

The captain's blowing a fuse.

I'd like to monitor. What's the frequency?

117.1.

We need answers, not questions.

Are you guys sleeping down there?

Why aren't we getting any action?

We need help.

Mobile Two, this is the
Chicago Center watch supervisor.

Please understand
we're doing everything we can.

We're holding other traffic
and giving you priority.

What type of approach do you wish?

Chicago Supervisor, listen carefully.

Any approach is no damn
good if it ends on runway two-two.

We need two-niner.

We've got an unserviceable
stabilizer trim,

doubtful rudder control
and structural damage.

If we're brought in on two-two,

there'll be a broken airplane...

and a lot of dead people.

So you call Lincoln, mister,
and turn the screws.

Tell that Lincoln airport
manager to get off his penguin butt

and clear that runway.

Snow Desk, Mobile One.

This is Snow Desk. Go ahead, Mel.

Danny, listen carefully.
Break the conga line.

Send the heavy plows
across to runway two-niner.

They're to head for stuck
airplane and await instructions.

Roger.

Conga Leader, Snow Desk.

That's it, on this side. Get it as
close under the wheel as possible.

Give it a whack on the other side.

Keep monitoring Chicago Center
and Ground Control.

If you hear anything I
should know, honk the horn.

All right.

What's with the plows?

If you can't move this plane, they will.

Shove an undamaged airplane
with snowplows?

Mel, are you out of your mind?

No, but I'm out of runways.

Think of what this baby costs.

I'm thinking of that planeload of people.

This runway is the only hope they've got.

If those snowplows rip it apart

you'll have chunks of
fuselage all over the runway.

I know, but it's a chance I've got to take.

Okay.

But you keep those
dinky toys out of my hair

and away from this
airplane for 15 minutes.

Maybe less. I'll drive it out.

Joe, let's get one thing straight.

When the tower tells us we're
running out of time, that's it,

there'll be no arguments.

The plows will move on my order.

Get everybody and everything
out of the way. We're starting up!

And get me somebody
that's cockpit qualified.

All right, everybody, we're clearing out.

And Chicago Center expects
to hand over in 12 minutes.

After that, our approach control will
have the flight for eight to 10 minutes.

They figure touchdown at 1:28.

That's less time than we figured.

They also said the choice of
runway will have to be made

no later than five minutes before landing.

After that, they'll be
committed. They can't turn them.

What'll we do now?

We get out of the way and wait.

Holding 6,000 on heading 205.

What's the status on runway two-niner?

No change. We'll keep you advised.

Roger.

Mobile One, Snow Desk.

Go ahead, Danny.

Equipment in position.

Standing by, ready to move.

Roger, but be clear about one thing.

If the plows go in, I'll give
the order. No one else.

Right. Better you than me.

They'll do a real hatchet
job on that plane.

Then afterwards, the owners
will do the same to you.

Maybe if the owners were on the
plane, they might agree with me.

Roger. Standing by.

Mobile One, Ground Control.

The center estimates hand-off to
Lincoln Approach Control at 1:07.

This gives you 11 minutes
to make a decision.

I'll need to be kept informed of
exact status of approaching flight.

Can we hold this frequency clear?

Affirmative.

We've already moved regular
traffic to another frequency.

Can you also put stuck 707 on
same frequency so I can monitor?

Roger.

May I speak directly to Patroni?

That's okay.

Approach Control,
who's taking the hand-off?

Frank has the east arrivals.

Continental 73, due to emergency,

continue to hold at Joliet.

Maintain 8,000.

The Center will hand off
Global Two in three minutes.

He's all yours. Stick with it. We'll
take everything else off your hands.

I'll give you the runway
as soon as we know.

Right.

Okay, son, let's get going.

Ready to start. Pressurize.

Light on number three.

Thirty miles east of the airport,

contact Lincoln Approach Control

one-one-eight-point-niner.

Good luck.

Roger.

Lincoln Approach, Global Two.

Global Two, Lincoln Approach Control.

We're still hoping for runway two-niner.

We should know in three to five minutes.

Roger, Lincoln. Keep us advised.

Global Two, 25 miles
east of outer marker.

Turn right, heading 260.

Begin descent at your
discretion to 2,000.

Hold it, Doug. Don't commit
that flight to runway two-two.

There'll be a change in
two-niner's status any moment now.

Roger.

Snow Desk, Mobile One.

Go ahead, Mel.

Start the plows.

Roger.

Conga Leader, Snow Desk. Move.

Joe, this is Mel.

There's no more time.
Stop all engines and get out.

Repeat. Stop all engines.

Mr. Patroni, she won't take much more.

Well, anyway, she's gonna get it.

Joe, the plows are moving.
Shut down and hold on.

Joe Patroni, do you
read me? Acknowledge.

Joe, shut down!

Mr. Patroni, don't you hear?
We have to shut down.

I can't hear a thing.
There's too much noise.

Hold on, we're going for broke.

The instruction book
said that was impossible.

That's one nice thing about the 707.

It can do everything but read.

Light up two-niner.

Obstructing aircraft removed
from runway two-niner.

I'm inspecting for debris.

Roger. Standing by.

Runway two-niner clear and open.

Global Two, turn right, heading 285.

Runway two-niner is now open.

Roger, Lincoln. You've
just freed the slaves again.

Request P.A. R. Approach.

Global Two, roger.

This will be a precision radar
approach to runway two-niner.

Stand by. We'll pick you
up on the other scope.

How's it handling? Real sluggish.

What was that? A bump.

Now shut up and move over.

One bounce, we might
leave the whole tail behind.

Get down. Keep your
arms under the pillows.

We're landing at Lincoln. Get down.

We're gonna crash. We're gonna
be killed. I know we're all gonna...

Maintain heading 285.

Position, eight miles from the airport.

Final approach turn in one
mile. Maintain 2,000 feet.

You need not acknowledge
further transmissions.

Global Two, turn right,
heading two-niner-five.

Approaching glide path in one mile.

You're clear to land runway two-niner.

Wind 300, degrees 30, gusting 35.

Now intercepting glide path.
Begin normal rate of descent.

On course.

If no transmissions are
received for five seconds on final

abandon the radar approach
and make straight in ILS approach.

Now six miles from touchdown.
Course and glide path good.

Now drifting left. Turn
further right, heading 305.

Slightly high on glide path.
Adjust your descent.

Keep your head down.

Passing five miles from touchdown.

Going through glide path.
Adjust your descent.

Now 100 feet low. Ease your aircraft up.

Four miles from touchdown.

Turn left, heading 301.
Returning to glide path.

Now on glide path. Check wheels
down and locked. Cleared to land.

Three miles from touchdown.
Course good.

Slightly low on glide path.
Ease it up a little.

Surface wind gusting to 35 knots.

Two miles from touchdown.
Course good. Glide path good.

Looks okay. Advise when
approach lights in sight.

We've got the lights.

Roger. Good luck.

Checklist complete?

Checklist complete.

I may need your help with the rudder.

Right.

Right rudder.

Okay with you if Jordan watches
the right side for a minute?

I'll be right back.

Global Two, welcome home.

Do you need a tow, or can you taxi?

Global Two, I say again, do
you need a tow, or can you taxi?

We can taxi.

How is she, Doctor?

I think she's gonna be all right.

Can I speak to her? Go ahead.

Gwen, it's Vern.

Can you hear me?

If you hear me, squeeze my hand.

Hold on.

You're gonna be all right.
We're gonna make it.

Please do not obstruct
the tourist step way.

Open the gate. Get that down here!

Quit shoving!

Mel.

They're down. Everything's fine.

I was home watching TV... I know.

A news agency picked up the
mayday call and flashed it all over.

They're all right.

AII passengers will deplane
through the first class jet way.

- Don't push.
- I have to get through.

Will you all stand
back, please? Thank you.

I'd like to get a statement.

I'll have a statement for you later.

- You can talk to the captain, too.
- Stand back.

This is too important, please.

We need a wheelchair. A wheelchair.

I'm Mrs. Demerest. Is the Captain...

Coming off the tourist jet way.

Thank you.

Pardon me.

Move back. Let these folks through.

Ned, get these people over.

Step back, please. Step back.

Those of you who are not
helping, please step back.

Please sit down in this area.

Can we get through here?

It's all over now. Don't cry.
Sit down right here.

Sit down right in here, please.

We'll notify your families.

Stay in this area.

Judy! Thank God.

- Over here.
- In this area.

Darling!

A doctor will be coming through.

Madam.

I'm sorry, but that's my coat.

I'm sorry, too.

Let's move back, please.

I just want to see my father.

I'm so sorry.

He didn't mean it.

I'm so...

Inez.

I'm Dr. Nash, the airport physician.

How do you do. I'm Dr. Compagno.

One of the stewardesses
has splinters in the right eye.

They may have penetrated.

There's an ambulance waiting.
I'll take her to the hospital.

I have an ophthalmic
surgeon standing by.

Any other complications?

She has a fractured lower arm.

They'll probably use a general for that.

Before they decide on
which type of anesthesia

better tell them that she's pregnant.

Here she comes.

It's all right, Captain.
We'll take care of her.

I'm going to the hospital with her.

Nice going, sweetheart.

Remind me to send a
thank you note to Mr. Boeing.

Good morning. First class or economy?

First class.

You know, it was much
more fun the other way.

I'm too keyed up to sleep.
What about some breakfast?

Sounds like a good idea.
Where should we go?

Your apartment.

You've been bragging
about your scrambled eggs.

It's time I found out just
how good they really are.

Mr. Bakersfeld.

Maintenance just called.

The big snow blower's got damage.

Mike wants you to take a
look and make a decision,

whether to work overtime to repair them.

Tell him to take care of it himself.

Yes, sir.