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[DINGS]

PILOT: Ladies and gentlemen,
welcome aboard this flight.

1506 from London, Heathrow,
to JFK, New York.

Currently third
in line for takeoff,

we're expected to be
in the air in approximately
ten minutes.

Excuse me,
do you mind...

Please turn off all
personal electronic devices,

including laptops
and mobile phones.

Smoking is prohibited.

WOMAN 1: It is...
It definitely is.

WOMAN 2:
So, what were you
supposed to do?

The poor man
paid for business class

so he didn't have to
have dickheads like us
coming up to him

and ruining his journey.

Oh, he won't mind.

Surely, it's nice when
people come up to you
and say nice things.

It's annoying.

Why is it annoying?
I wouldn't find it annoying.

Who's going to
come up to you
and say nice things?

I don't know,
but if they did,
I wouldn't find it annoying.

It's probably not even him.It's definitely him.

You can't say
for definite.

It's probably just
someone who looks
like him.

Look, his nose
is different.
It's bigger.

Your nose gets bigger
when you get older.
Everyone knows that.

[SIGHS]
It's definitely him.

What are you doing?

I'm gonna go
and say hello.

No, don't.Why?

Don't! Arabella!

Hi!

Hi, um, I'm really
sorry to bother you.

I know this is
really sad. And...

Are you Calvin Cooper?

I might be.

I'm gonna sound
like such an idiot.

But my mum is a huge
fan of yours!

She has all
your films at home.

Your mom?

God, this is weird.

I don't normally
do things like this,

and now I'm here,
I don't actually
know what to say.

God, I sound like
such a weirdo.
I'm sorry, it's just...

Maybe you could
sign something.

What would you
like me to sign?

I don't know,
I don't even
have a pen.

Um, I haven't really
thought this through.

Tell you what?

Maybe once we get up
in the air,

I'll let you suck me off
in the bathroom,

how's that sound?

Seatbelt sign's on.

Probably best get
back to your seat.

I'll get you a photo.

Mmm-hmm.Really?

Did you see the look
on her face?

Jesus, Calvin.

Haven't you picked up
a newspaper in the past
couple of years?

How many times do we
need to go through this?
You can't say that shit.

You know, the amazing thing is,
three times out of ten,
it actually works.

Used to be
eight out of ten.

I don't know if that's
about me or society.

The march of progress.

Come on, lighten up.

She deserves it after
pulling that crap
about her mom.

Cheeky little bitch.

You should get
some rest.Okay, Grandma.

Ah.

I should get a proper drink.
That's what I should get.

[CALL BELL RINGING]

[GROANS]

Hi, can I have
a drink, please?

Refreshments will be
available after takeoff.

We're in business class.

I'm sorry, as soon
as we're in the air...

Do you recognize me?

Excuse me?

I'm sorry,
I don't wanna...

I don't wanna make
a scene,

but I fly a lot
on your airline.

And I drop 2.5k

to travel business class
on this flight

which I am taking to collect
a humanitarian award

for all the charity
work that I do.

I don't want to
toot my own horn,

but I'm an important person

and I know a lot of
other important people.

So, uh, Janet,

if you could find it
in your heart
to hook me up,

I am a nervous flier,

and I would just like
a small drink to
settle me down.

I don't need a glass.

Just slip me a couple
of miniature JDs,
we'll be golden.

Thanks.

Fucking trolley dollies.

[CHUCKLES]

I'm sorry,
did you want one?

No, I'm good.

[GROANS]

Just cheap bastards,
aren't they?

Couldn't pony up
for first class,
I mean, look at this.

It's not the way
it used to be. The way
they squeeze you in.

Any prick in a suit
flies business.

It's not like the old days,
you had to be someone.

[PHONE CHIMES]

Is that your man?

Yup.

You married?No.

Kids?Not yet.

Still have time
for me then, huh?

Wow.

[LAUGHS]

You don't like me,
do you?

What do you mean?Oh, come on.

I've had warmer
conversations
with my ex-wife,

she's been dead
for 11 years.

You just have to know
how to handle me,
that's all.

Now what do you do?
Do you draw straws?

Excuse me?

To see who gets stuck
with old Cal?

Calvin, working with you
is always a pleasure.

Oh! [CHUCKLES]

You should work
in PR.

You know,
I'm not that bad.

I mean, I've been
with Caroline
almost 20 years.

Okay. I like to, you know,
push a button or two

and she sends me these
ditzy little posh girls

who nod at me like
Indian carpet salesmen

and have teeth
like refrigerator doors,

but they've had
their whole lifetime

you know,
having it easy.

They deserve
a tough time.

Once in a while,
don't they?

I mean, if someone's
gonna let you push
your luck,

you push your luck,
you know what I mean?

Yeah. I do.

I mean, someone has to
lie down in order for you
to walk all over 'em.

Don't worry, Calvin.

I won't be lying down.

Well, that's a shame.

So what's your story?

Yeah, you didn't ride in
from Knightsbridge
on your pony?

No, I did not. Um...

South African mom,
American dad,

grew up in Philadelphia.

I had an aunt
from Philadelphia.

Tough broad.

The kind of woman
you'd send in to
break up a prison riot.

Sounds like my kinda lady.

You're a peach.

Never let it be said
that being an asshole

doesn't get you
what you want.

No thanks.

Oh, come on.
Don't abstain on my account.

If I had to sit
next to me
for an entire flight,

I would take
what I could get.
Do it.

Mmm. Nostrovia.

[CELL PHONE RINGING]

Oh, shit.

Oh, God.

What the hell,
I hate...
I hate blocked numbers.

They make me paranoid.

I'm really sorry, sir,
you're gonna have to
turn off the phone.

It'll just be two seconds.

I'm afraid we're about
to take off.Like I said, two seconds.

Excuse me, sir,
is there a problem?

Not that I'm aware of.

I'd just like to answer
my phone, if that's
all right with you.

All mobile devices must be
switched to airplane mode
for the duration.

What's gonna happen?
We're sitting on
the fucking tarmac.

We can't exactly
fall out of the sky.

They'll leave a message.
I'm sorry about that.

[DINGS]PILOT: Ladies and gentlemen,

this is your captain.

There's a bit of congestion
in front of us, but we hope
to be on our way.

So how did a Philadelphia girl
end up in this game?

I enjoy it.

It makes the most
of my natural talents.

Which are?

Lying and drinking.[CHUCKLES]

Ran away to the big city,
seeking fortune and glory.

Something like that.

Why?

Why what?Why'd you run away?

Do you care?

Do I have to?

Look,

we're stuck together
for the next seven hours.

We might as well
get to know each other.

I'll go first.

I was born in

butthole nowhere...
[CHUCKLES]

...to a half-Irish dad
who sold cutlery

and hated his life.

Mom bagged groceries,

and just stayed
out of his way.

I was always the...

Smartass little punk.
Just...

How I ended up
doing this.

I started off
in the theater
in New York.

I loved it.

The smell of it,
women.

Mmm...

Makeup.

Sweat, cigarettes.

Women.[BOTH LAUGH]

I mean, I had no idea
what I was doing.

But it didn't matter.

I... I grew a beard,
I started chain-smoking pot,

and I just growled
my way through it.

I mean, no craft in sight.

And all the theater snobs
were up in arms

but everybody else,

they just went
crazy for it.

'Cause they were looking
for something real.

You know? That...
That was the thing
in those days.

You had to be authentic.

And these days,

character actors.
What, he's like...

Just the fat friend
you know,

and wants to have sex with.
But back then,

front and center.

And the bigger asshole
you were,

the more authentic
it was.

And if there is anything
that I do well,

it's... Be an asshole.

I mean,
screw vocal warm-ups.

You wanna be
taken seriously?

Spend your morning
dropping acid
and banging hookers.

I mean, can you
imagine that these days,

with these pretty
little pricks,

with their...their arms,
and their...

Their tights.
They're not allowed
to eat any carbs,

and are always terrified
they're gonna get
in trouble.

With people like me?

You're the ones
who get us out
of trouble, aren't you?

[CHUCKLES]

Go ahead.

What?That wasn't free.

[SIGHS] Okay.

Um...

My mom never worked.

She was one of those women
that just got men
to do things for her,

if you know what I mean.

I know exactly
what you mean.

So after her and my dad
got married,

she never had a job.

I mean, she tried
a couple of times,

never lasted.

So my dad had
to work his ass off

to keep us going
whilst she did her thing,

and everybody loved her.

Except the people
who love her.

You still with me?You kidding me?

It's gonna be
on my tombstone.

So, as soon as I could,
I got myself this job

at a deli counter,

a few blocks up
from our house.

And I'm working
with this older woman
one day,

and I have a flashback.

And suddenly,
I'm, like, five years old

and I'm watching
my mom buy pickles
off the same woman.

And I knew it was her,
'cause she had this
weird growth on her eyelid,

that looked like
a Rice Krispy, and my
sister was scared of her

'cause she thought
she was a witch...

And it just suddenly
hit me

that this woman had
spent my entire life

selling pickles.

I'd gone through puberty,
lost my virginity,

learnt to drive.

I got kicked out
of high school.

And during this
entire time,

she'd just been there
selling pickles.

I mean, fuck me.
So I got on a bus.

Good for you.

I met Caroline
when I was waitressing
at a function.

She was running
the New York office.

She was looking
after a client,

he got a bit greedy
with the champagne

and decided to
go for a swim in
the chocolate fountain.

I helped sneak him
out of the service entrance.

A week later,
I showed up
at her office,

and asked for a job.

She let me make
coffee for a month.
For free.

I admire that.
That's... That's...
The little hustle.

It's a dying art
these days.

Caroline moved back
to the London office,

and asked if I wanted
to come.

My sister was
already there, so...

Nothing to keep you
in New York?

Nothing.

[PHONE CHIMES]

See, told you
they'd leave a message.[DINGS]

PILOT: Ladies and gentlemen,
we do apologize for the delay.

There's just been
a bit of congestion
on the runway,

but we'll be in the air
very shortly.

Two seconds.Oh!

Jesus!

Two seconds.

Oh. Kidding me?

MAN OVER PA:
Ladies and gentlemen,

we are currently
next in line for takeoff,

and should be airborne in...

Daddy, I don't like it.

Oh, come on, darling,
don't be silly.

GIRL: I'm scared.

But there's nothing
to be scared of.

Is this your first time
on a plane?

How exciting.

You, know,
the best bit is takeoff.
It's like a roller coaster.

What's your name?

Penny.Penny.

That's a cute name.
I used to have a cat
called Penny,

and you look
a little bit like her.

[GIGGLES]

And who is that?

Daisy.

Well, I'm Robyn.
Now, can I tell you
a secret?

Can you lean in
so Daddy can't hear?

Okay, so,
your dad told me

that he's actually
way more scared
than he makes out,

so you need to be
really, really brave
to keep him distracted,

so he's not too scared. Okay?

Just sing songs,
make silly faces,

tell jokes,
anything you can think of,

just to make sure
he's all right, okay?

And if you can do that,
I promise everything will be...

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]MALE FLIGHT ATTENDANT: Sir.

I'm gonna need you
to return to your seat.

Sir?

...all right.

Thank you.

MALE FLIGHT ATTENDANT: Sir.[CONTINUES KNOCKING]

Madam,
the seat belt sign is on.

I'm with him. Cal?

Ma'am, this is
under control.

He's a nervous flyer.

You need to return
to your seat.

I'm trying to help.

Sir, please open the door.

Calvin.MAN: Robyn?

What?I'll be... Holy shit.

I thought it was you.

It's... It's Jamie.

Jamie?

[STUTTERING]
This is crazy.

I was just thinking
about you guys
the other day.

FEMALE FLIGHT ATTENDANT: Madam.Oh, my God. This is...

He went out with my sister
in high school for, what,
like two years?

Almost three.Okay.

But I'm gonna need you
to return to your seat.

Sir.Calvin.

Business class. Wow.

That's... No, nice.
Way to go.

Madam.Please stop
calling me "Madam."

I'm not a French
brothel owner.

MALE FLIGHT ATTENDANT: Sir.Sir,

we cannot take off
without you
in your seat.

Great to see you
doing so well for yourself.Thanks.

Sir.Madam.

Calvin![DOOR RATTLES]

Thank you.

Is that...
Is that Calvin Cooper?

Uh... It was great
seeing you.

We should have a drink...Yeah. Great to see you.

What was that about?

You better have
volcanic diarrhea

'cause if I find out
you were doing coke
in there...

Hey, Cal.

PILOT: Cabin crew,
please be seated
for takeoff.

I need...No!

We're taking off.
Sit down. Sit down!

He doesn't
like flying either.

I don't know
what's going on with you

but you need
to fold your neck in

or they're gonna throw us
off the goddamn plane.

I think something bad
might have happened.

Christ. What now?
We haven't even
taken off yet.

The, uh, voicemail.
It was...
It was the police.

Okay.

And they told me
to call them back
immediately.

They... They said
it was urgent.

Well, I'm sure it's...[GRUNTS] Damn it.

That stupid Latvian bitch.

What are you
talking about?

Uh, the... My cleaning woman,
yesterday, she dropped
my laptop in the sink.

So?So, I wasn't there.

And she panicked
'cause she couldn't
get it to start,

so she took it
to the computer repair place.

And?Damn it. I should have told her
to just march back in there

and... and get it back.

But that... How's that
gonna look? You know.

[SIGHS]

What are you telling me?

[STAMMERING] I'm just...
I'm saying...

You... You know
what it's like at the moment
for people like me?

It's a fuckin' witch-hunt.

It's only a computer, Calvin.

[STAMMERING] No, nothing.
It's, you know... It's...
I... I didn't put it there.

Tell me now.
Exactly, please.

Pictures.What sort of pictures?

Not good ones.

How not good?Really not good ones, Robyn.

Christ. About as not good
as you can fucking get.
All right?

[SOOTHING OPERATIC
MUSIC PLAYING]

[INAUDIBLE]

[INAUDIBLE]

[DINGS]

Okay, fine.
It's going to be fine.
We can deal with this.

Deal with it?
How are we gonna
fucking deal with it?

Research. It's research
for a role.

It's a part in a film
and you've been
researching it,

trying to get under
the skin of the character
to understand it.

Okay.So, we need a film,
a role and a story.

We land in six
and a half hours.

If the police know,
that means people
in the show know,

and if the people
in the show know,

likelihood is, by now,
one of our friends
in the media will know.

Oh, God.So, we need our story
tightly bound,

laminated and carved
into fucking stone tablets,
ready to present

for the moment we land
and your phone starts ringing.

How long have
they been there?What?

The pictures.

I don't know.Come on, Cal,
a month? A year?

Yeah, it's a new computer.
It's probably eight,
nine months.

Okay, good,
that's good.

Do you trust your agent?Mickey?

To the extent
that he'd lie for you,
in court if necessary.

I don't know. Maybe.

Okay, is he married? Kids?

Three.Great.

Do you know any stories
that will bring a swift
and expensive end

to that happy union?

I'd say I know a few.

Fine. I'm sure
we can rely on his help.

Sit here.
Don't fuck anything else up.

What are you gonna do?

My job.

Excuse me, um, I need to make
a couple of phone calls?

You can access
the onboard WiFi
to iMessage and email.

But, I'm afraid for the comfort
of our other passengers,
we do not allow voice calls

during the flight.Right.

Um, it's kind of important.

I'm sorry, madam.

Is there
a passenger phone or...I'm afraid not, madam.

A survey in 2014 indicated
that our customers
didn't actually want

the ability
to use their phones
during the flight

as they enjoyed
the sanctuary of quiet.

Right, got it. No phones.
Thank you.

I need your credit card.

Why?To access
the onboard Wifi.

You have any idea
how much they charge for that?

[SNIFFS] I'm just saying.

Take it. Take it all.

Thanks.

[INHALES]

[CELL PHONE RINGING]

Robyn, God,
thanks for phoning.

I'm not calling
to talk about anything.

No, wait...Mark, forget it.

I don't have time
to talk about it,

I don't want
to talk about it.

I just need you to answer
some questions, okay?

Is there any way
of back-dating an email? What?

Say I needed to make
an email look like
it was sent months ago,

is there any way to do it? What's it for?

Does it matter?

I don't know.
It sounds kind of dodgy.

Mark, just answer the question.

Okay, okay, relax.
Um, just let me think.

Okay, I mean,
maybe if you changed

the local clock
on the computer

and then cleared the cache
so that the email was fresh

then maybe
when you send the message

it would show up
in your sent folder

with the amended
time and date. But really...

Clock, cache, okay.

No, no, Robyn.
Just wait. We should...

No, we shouldn't. Robyn.

Look, you may not need
to talk about this,

or want to listen to me,
and that's fine, okay?

But I do, so just...

The other night,
I was so drunk.

And my head was...

Mark? I love your sister
so bloody much

and I'm just sorry...Have you spoken to her?

She won't return my messages.

I mean, she's really pissed
but you two will be fine.

And you always are,
right? Okay.[SIGHS] I gotta go.

[CELL PHONE RINGING]

Hey, can you talk?

I got to be quick.
I'm on a plane with Calvin.

Oh, shit, I forgot
you were given
the suicide shift.

How's it going?I've broken through
to a whole new circle of hell.

I really need help.

What can I do?

I need a writer,
someone we've got something on,

something heavy,
like black bin bag stuff.

Anyone who will go
on record to say

they've been talking to Calvin
about a project.

What project?

The one he's been
recently researching online. Oh, Lord.

How thorough
is his research?

I get the horrible feeling
it's been pretty thorough.

Christ. I just don't
understand it.

All these old dudes.

I mean, how do they
even find this stuff?

I've seen my dad try
and use the computer.

He just sits there,
hitting the track pad

with his doughy paw
like one of the monkeys
from2001.

[KNOCKING AT DOOR]MAN: Madam, please open
the door.

Just a sec.
[WHISPERS] I got to go.

Okay. Leave it with me.

Were you using
a mobile phone?

No, I was having a pee.

Madam, I could
hear you talking.I talk to myself while I pee.

It helps
get things moving.

I have a shy bladder.

Well, just for
your information,

toilets are not to be used
for making phone calls.

Anyone caught
doing so will have
their phone confiscated

and could face
criminal charges.

Understood.

JAMIE: Give me your phone.

What?Your phone?

Well, I'll put my number in
and then you can decide

whether or not
you want to get in contact
with a low-life like me,

now you're all fancy
and business-class.

Shut up.

I looked for you
on Facebook.I'm not on Facebook.

See? That's fancy.

Okay, enough.
Enough.

Look, I'm emailing you
right now.

Done. Boom.

Hey, so how is Ruth?

She's... She's great.

Yeah?Yeah, she's good.

Is she with anyone?

Uh, married.
Kids, two of 'em.

Insane.

I just got engaged.

Like, three weeks ago.Congratulations.

To Pamela Stevens.

Fuck off.
Puffy Pam?

Puffy Pam.

Fuck off.Seriously.

Puffy Pam's
not so puffy anymore.

Plus, we got one of these.

Little Dino.

Now, he is puffy.Yeah, he is kind of puffy.

Right, he gets that
from his mom.

Here's one of them together.Damn.

Puffy Pam got hot.Yeah, Puffy Pam got hot.

That's awesome.[LAUGHS]

How about you?

Uh, yeah, I'm with someone.

Kids?

Not yet.

Hey, look, don't get me wrong,
I mean, I love the little guy.

But, seriously,
my one piece of advice

is, like, hold off
for as long as you can

'cause once
those guys turn up...

It's over.

I mean, this is,
like, a three-day
business trip for me

and I have never
been so excited
by an empty hotel room

with 24-hour room service
in my life.

♪ Rock n' roll

[PA SYSTEM DINGS]

Hey, listen, I heard
about what happened
with your mom.

I'm sorry.

Thanks.It must have been tough
on you guys.

I mean,
I loved your mom,

it's just... I know
how Ruth found it...

You both had
a lot to deal with.

Yeah.
Yeah, right.

Um, look, I've got
a lot of work I need
to get on with, so...

Yeah, I mean, you don't
get to fly business-class

sitting on your ass
like me, so...

Yeah.

[CELL PHONE RINGING]

Okay, got it.

Andrew McCormack,
we helped him cover up
three illegitimate children.

Three?

Philandering, Catholicism
do not happy bed fellows make.

His wife doesn't
even know about it

so he'll be pretty
amenable, I'm sure.

You're a star.

I need a treatment,
couple of pages,

story about a sex offender
in his '50s.

If anyone asks,

it's a project that Cal's
been discussing with him

for longer than nine months.

Nine months. Got it.

And I need this
in two hours.

Is that doable?

I'll be persuasive.

Tight ring
around this one.

For my eyes only.

I'll be the model
of discretion.[KNOCKING AT DOOR]

Crap. What?

I'm on the toilet. What?

[KNOCKS]

Madame, if you don't
open the door,

I'll be forced
to take action.

I may be incommunicado
for a little while.

Needless to say,
no paper trail.

You know this
is highly illegal, right?

Yup. Just checking.

[CELL PHONE BEEPS]

Please return to your seat.

Of course.

Sorry. [GRUNTS]

Hey.Hey, long time no see.

Hey, check this out.
I was looking through
some old photos...

Could I borrow
your laptop for a minute?

Oh, uh, sure.

I need to send some
really urgent emails,

and I just had
my phone confiscated.

You just had
your phone confiscated?

I...
I won't be long.

Uh, yeah. Of course.

Oh, you're amazing.
I will bring it right back.All right, take your time.

Oh, no. Wait, wait.

No, I just gotta...
I'm just gonna
show you this.

ROBYN:
God, is that really us?

JAMIE: Yeah.ROBYN: Roo looks like a baby.

What happened?

Oh, we got old.

At least I did.

I mean, you barely look
any different.

Please.WOMAN: [CLEARS THROAT]
Excuse me.

Oh, I should...
I should...Yeah, right.

Go, go, go.Thank you.

Oh, God.

Hi.Hello.

Um, I don't suppose you saw
where my friend Calvin went?

Um, I think he went to
the bathroom or something.

You know, earlier,
what he said...

He doesn't really
want me to...

No, no.
He was just kidding.

Can I still get
a picture though?

[ALARM BEEPING]

Can I have privacy?

Right. Call security.

Come on, move it.

Don't call security.
Are you some kind
of plane Nazi?

Take it easy!You're smoking
a cigarette, Sir.

Hey, stop! Please.

Of course it's you.
Right.

This is the last straw.
I'll be reporting
both of you.

Okay, everyone
just stay calm.

Oh, don't tell me
to stay calm.

Calvin, put the cigarette out
and get back to your seat.

I'm...
I'm nervous,

and this...
This calms me down.

Do it now,
or so help me God,
I will end you.

I need you to return
to your seat, madam.

Your behavior will be
reported to the authorities,

and you can explain it
to them when we land.

Can we just have
a quick chat in private?

I have no interest in...

Whoa, whoa, whoa,
take your hands off me!

Okay, Pan Am, listen hard,
'cause I'm going to talk
really quickly.

You're gonna climb
outta my ass,

and you're not gonna report
or even mention any of this
to anyone, ever.

No authorities
and certainly no press.

And the reason
you're not gonna do this
is because if you do,

I will own you.

By the end of the week,
there will be a headline
on page 3 of The Sun

in big block capitals
with your face
splashed all over.

Now that headline might be
"Flying high",

"Flight attendant
accused of drug abuse"...

It might be "Right-wing
flight attendant accused
of racist outburst."

Who knows,
it could even be

"Roger the cabin boy.
Flight attendant accused
of buggering passengers".

That will depend on which
one of your close friends

decides to fuck you over first
for better cash

and what type of dirt
I dig up on you.

And believe me,
there is dirt.
There's always dirt.

Whether I need a black light
and UV goggles to find it.

And guess what,
if there isn't any,

and you really are
Mother Teresa,

then I'll just
make something up.

Because nobody gives
two cold craps about
proof these days,

that's why stories play
on the front page

and apologies and retractions
languish at the bottom
of page 27.

Do we have
an understanding?

[CHUCKLES]
Are you trying
to blackmail me?

I'm not trying anything.

The word "try" implies
that there is some
latitude in the outcome.

I am warning you.

Stay out of my way

and I'll stay out
of yours.

Now, seeing as how you
confiscated my phones,

is there somewhere
I can make a call?

Thank you.Yeah.

Oh, it's 9
for an outside line.

Do you mind?

Oh, sorry.

[DIALING]

Hey!What?

Sorry, I didn't mean...

I heard you in here,
so I thought, um...

I was gonna ask, you're with
Calvin Cooper, right?

What?You're traveling
with him.

What's he like,
nice guy?He's a c--t.

Oh, right.
Yeah, I mean,

he seems like a nice guy.
You know, you just get
that vibe off some people.

And is he a friend of yours?

A client.Client.

Look at you. Fancy.

Yeah, fancy.
I'm fancy now, Jamie.

Is there something
you need?

Uh...

Do you think maybe
you could get me
a little autograph?

It's for Pam,
it's just...

Yup, sure thing,
is there something else?
Because I really need to...

Oh, no, great.
Thanks. You go for it.

[EXHALES]

[DIALING]

[LINE RINGING]

Hi, Melody, it's me.

MELODY:
Robyn. Hi, how's
the travel going?

I need a story seeded.

Right, sure, okay.

Um, is there a particular
journalist you'd like me
to contact, or...

It's just a media
chatterpiece, so...

Simon Penchant
at Metrowould be good.

But you can't go
to him directly,
or he'll smell a rat.

It's really delicate.

He needs to
find it himself.

If I remember correctly,

he goes out with
this actress called
Siobhan...

Okay.

She's in her
final year at Central,

which means tonight,
she'll be drinking
at the Swiss Pub

'cause it's the only
decent place to get a drink
within a mile radius.

How do you know
she'll be drinking?

Because she's an actor.

Look, take some petty cash,
go to the Swiss,

and sit near every
5'4" redhead you can find,

talking loudly
about the fact

that Calvin Cooper
is going to be playing
a sex offender,

in a new
Andrew McCormack film.

Uh, Calvin Cooper,
and...

Are you writing
this down? Yes.

Don't write it down!

Oh, okay. Sorry.

You got it? Yeah, um...

How do you know
it's gonna work?

Melody, if you want
gossip spread,
tell it to a bunch of actors.

Gotcha.

Okay, I know
this is gonna sound weird,

'cause we haven't
seen each other in,
like, a hundred years.

I'm in the middle
of something.

Yeah, I know, okay.
Right. But what I was
gonna say is,

seeing as you're in town,

Pam and I are having
some engagement drinks
tomorrow night.

It's like an hour
outta town,

and you can stay with us,

there'll be a whole bunch of
people from high school there. Robyn?

Jamie! This is
really important.

Okay, I'm just
kind of important, too,

uh, to me, anyway.

Uh, it doesn't matter.

No, it's cool.
It's cool. It's cool.

If you could just
drop my laptop off
when you're done,

I need to finish
this report before I land.

Robyn?[SIGHS]

Yup, I'm here.

Call Eve, tell her
I need that e-mail ASAP.

And just to give you
a heads up,

it might get a bit
hectic for a few days,

so you might wanna
make some space.

Right, will do.

Robyn...Yeah?

Are you okay?

What? Are you all right?

You sound strange.

I'm fine.

It's gonna be fine.

[DINGS]

MAN OVER PA:
Ladies and gentlemen.

As you have noticed,
the captain has turned on
the seat belt sign,

as we will shortly be beginning
our descent

Please make sure
your seat belt is securely
fastened,

and seat backs and tray tables
are in their full
upright position.

Did you know that
planes are legally obliged

to have ashtrays in the toilets

even though you haven't been
allowed to smoke in them
since the '80s.

It's 'cause in 1973,

some guy left a cigarette
in a bin and it caught on fire.

The plane crashed.
Killed 123 people. So...

Even though
you're not allowed
to smoke,

they still have ashtrays
because they know
that people will.

They legislate for it.
They facilitate it.

Such is the inevitability
of human weakness.

PILOT: This is
your captain speaking. We've
begun our descent to JFK.

And weather conditions
are a little rough
over New York,

so we may experience
a few bumps en route.[OBJECTS CLATTERING]

Uh, on behalf of myself
and crew, I'd like to thank you
for traveling with us today.

Ever get the feeling,
there's two people inside you?

The normal
human being,

who is supposed
to do things like...

Chat, love people, care,
do Christmas...

Be a part of, some kind of
society of other human beings.

And then
there's this other thing.

This goblin.

It just kind of hovers behind.

It doesn't understand,
doesn't care, just wants to...

[SIGHS]

Destroy everything
and then it...

The first guy covers

and smiles and repairs,

allowing the goblin
to keep doing the terrible
things that he does.

And over and over
and over again,

the first guy helps the goblin
get away with it.

And the goblin can't help it.
[STUTTERS] It's his nature.

He actually wants it to stop
but the first guy
won't let him...

The nice guy, who smiles
and drinks tea

and goes to birthday parties
and sings fucking karaoke.

So maybe it's him.

Not the goblin,
who's the real bad guy.

I mean, maybe, he's the one
that needs to be stopped.

You remember
everything we discussed?

The order of information
you need to divulge?

Don't be too specific,
not at first.

Stay calm. You're innocent.Hmm.

It's a shock,
a simple horrifying
misunderstanding.

When we land, call your lawyer.
Get him to clear his diary.

[WHISPERS] That's it.What?

I mean, that's it? [CHUCKLES]
You have nothing else to say?

Did I miss something?

No, I just... I feel like
you're just sitting there
and judging me.

You know the really scary part,
Calvin, 'cause I'm not.

I'm thinking about
which chat show hosts are
most amenable to mea culpa.

I'm thinking about
what color suit most reflects
honesty and innocence.

I'm thinking about ghostwriters
and the fact that I can already
name three publishers

who would offer you
a shitload of money
to tell your side of the story.

That's what
I'm thinking about,
Calvin.

[WHISPERING] Excuse me, hi.
Sorry to interrupt.

Do you think
I can get my laptop back?

It's just that
it belongs to work
and I'll get in trouble if I...

Of course.Thanks.

It was really good
seeing you, Robyn.
Pleased you're doing so well.

Hope you're happy.

I'm Jamie.

Just a massive fan of your work,
man, seriously...

Do you think I can get a quick
autograph for my fiance?
Her name's Pam.

Thank you, my man.
I really appreciate it.

JANET: Sir, you're
going to have to return to
your seat. We are about to land.

Please, sir.So sorry, dude.

Sir!Yup, leaving.

Thanks. Give my love to Ruth.

Your pen?Uh, keep it. Souvenir.

It's a relief.

Really... [STAMMERING]
It's exhausting.

Hiding, [STAMMERS] you know,
this shit inside me.

[CLEARS THROAT]
I'm gonna fix it.

[INHALES] I really am.
I'm gonna get my ducks in a row.
I've seen things happen to...

[STUTTERS] To too many friends.

We are a different generation.

I am not saying that
as an excuse.
It's just... It's a fact.

[CHUCKLES]
We're out of time

being sucked down
a black hole.

I am sorry.

[STAMMERS] For this and...

For everything.
This is a real wake up call.

It really is, and I want
to thank you, Robyn.

Because if I get through this,
it is all because of you.

[PASSENGERS EXCLAIMING]

PILOT: Cabin crew,
proceed for landing.

CALVIN: Oh, fuck![PASSENGERS SCREAMING]

[DINGS]

[OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING]

PILOT: [OVER PA SYSTEM]
Well, apologies
for the bumpy landing.

The descent was a little more
turbulent than we expected.

But we would like to
welcome you to JFK, New York.[PHONE VIBRATING]

And although we are now at
the gate, please remain seatedJesus Christ.

until the seat belt sign
has been turned off.

Seven voicemails.There's a plan in place.

Remain calm.
Do as we said. Ladies and gentlemen...

Oh, my God.What?

[FLIGHT ATTENDANT
CONTINUES OVER PA SYSTEM]

My brother,
he was in a car accident.

[MAN LAUGHING]

[LAUGHS]
That's what the police
were calling about.

Stupid son of a bitch.
He was texting.
He ran into the back of a Prius.

Is he okay?Crazy.

He's got, like a,
you know, a broken hip but...

Yeah, no, he's fine, he's fine.
[LAUGHS] He's stable.
Jesus Christ!

Oh, my God.
That's unbelievable!

Oh, don't
I feel like a dumbass.

So, the laptop?Oh, the la...

Yeah, yeah, yeah,
I don't know.

I'll text Magda.
I'll have her pick it up,
whether broken or not.

I mean, it's...
It's...

It's like
a Get Out of Jail Free card.

I feel like a...
A cancer victim
who just got the all clear.

I'm gonna
get fuckin' fucked up.

Tonight, we are
gonna celebrate, baby.

I'm gonna need you to make
a couple of phone calls.

There's an agency
that I use here.
They know what I like.

Crack a smile. Come on,
it's good times.

This is a Christmas miracle.

[PA SYSTEM DINGS]

Oh and, uh, we should
send, uh, my brother
some fruit or something.

What a trip, huh?
[CHUCKLES]

Your phones, madam.
I'm so sorry
about that situation earlier.

Oh, just so you know.
Um, I won't be putting
any of it in my report.

So, is everything okay?Of course.

Thank you.

Sent. Okay, I gotta get
off this goddamn plane
before I murder someone.

Hey, will you, uh...
Grab my bags, will you?

Hey, guess what?
I found a pen.

Now, all I need
is something to sign.

Oh, excuse me.Oh, thank you.

I would never have heard
the last of it if we had lost
Daisy. What do we say, Pen?

Thank you, Robyn.

Daddy was a bit scared
when it was bumpy
but now I think he's okay.

Thank you.You're welcome.

[PHONE CHIMES]

CALVIN: You guys are awesome.
Can I help you with your bag?

Mmm-hmm.

[LINE RINGING]

Hi, is that Michael?

It's Robyn. How are you?
How are the kids?

That's great.
Glad to hear it.

Look, I'm gonna need
to call in that favor.CALVIN: My pleasure.

ROBYN: You still
have your connection
on the force?

CALVIN: You staying in town?Oh, there's currently a laptop

at Edmonton PC Repair
in Hampstead, that they
might want to take a look at.

Belongs to a Mr. Cooper.

Yup.

But they're going to need
to move quickly.

Okay.

Great.

I appreciate it.

Michael.

This conversation
never happened.

All right?

[MELLOW SONG PLAYING]