All language subtitles for Pan.Am.S01E12

NARRATOR:
Previously on Pan Am...

We'd like to move you up
from courier to agent.

I'm George Broyles.
Who is that?

Oh, that's a sky god.

What are you doing
with all this?
Diplomatic relations.

And you brought this all
on our flight?

I don't wanna lie to you.

Then don't.

I wanna feel
how liberating
anonymous can be.

This is
about self-expression.

Will you marry me?
Yes.

I wish I could be
more like you.

Oh!

I'm so sorry.
My mistake.

It certainly was.

Okay, let's try it again
from the beginning.

(SIGHS) I'll get it.

But you still
haven't told me why
I'm doing this, Richard.

What is my mission?
First things first.

The key to pickpocketing
for a woman

is not to do it
like a man.

For a woman,
it's all about distraction.

Touch, kiss, the foreplay
before the lift.

Make men fantasize
so their minds
are elsewhere.

In other words,
seduce them.

In other words...

Put a little Pan Am
into it?

You surprise me more
every day.

Mmm.

But you still need
more practice.

I'll get the practice in.
What's my mission?

You leave for Rome
tomorrow.

We've arranged entry
for your Pan Am crew

to a party following
an international conference
on the space race.

Kennedy's goal
to reach the moon first
has everyone scrambling.

Alessandro d'Arco.

Used to work SIOS,
Italian Intelligence.

Now he's
a freelance courier.

He'll be carrying
a microfilm case.

Inside are stolen
American rocket plans.

And I have to pick them
out of his pocket?

Before he's able
to pass them on
to the Soviets

that same night.
(EXHALES DEEPLY)

You won't be alone.

There'll be SIOS agents
at the party.

As backup?

More like observers.

The Italians
have granted us access,

but that's as far
as they're willing to go.

And what if I fail?

At least you'll have
a new career as a thief
to fall back on.

All right,
let's try it again.

(GROOVY SONG PLAYING)

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

Amanda.

Maggie.
Do you have a minute?

I was actually
in the middle
of something, but...

(CHUCKLING)

Oh. The Kennedy campaign.

Did you work on it?

I was a volunteer,
went from city to city,
house to house.

Changing the world
one doorbell at a time.

(CHUCKLES)

Look, Amanda, I...

No, Maggie, please.

Let me explain.

What happened
the other night...

I just got caught up
in all the evening's
emotions,

what with Teddy proposing
and all the celebration.

It just happened, okay?

Honestly,
it's no big deal.

I didn't know, so...

It's not even the first time
that's happened to me.

I must be
sending out some kind
of signal or something.

A girl signal.

(LAUGHS)
Must be it.

Who knew?

Look...

I just wanna make sure,
you know, Teddy doesn't...

Oh, no, no.
Your secret is
safe with me.

Thank you, Maggie.

You're a true friend.

Look all you want,
you won't find it.

My name. I'm sitting
the next flight out.

Turns out you can't
just have a wedding.

You gotta spend months
planning the damn thing.

Yeah, well,
at least you two
re still talking.

More than I can say.
(CLEARS THROAT)

TED: Oh, Colette.

Won't return my calls.
Won't even speak to me.

Ouch. Bridget thing?

She says I'm in love
with two women.

I don't even think
that's possible.

Well, technically
it's possible
to love three,

but although
I'm not gonna go
into specifics.

The point is, it's the...
(LOWERED VOICE) the sex.

It ruins everything.

I mean,
don't get me wrong.

It makes certain
relationships more fun,

but the "fun" ones
are not the ones
you wanna marry.

By the way,
so you're telling me

that you and Amanda,
you haven't...
We haven't.

Oh, come on.
We haven't.

And I'm glad. It's made me
take things more seriously.

Painfully,
painfully seriously.

Look, if it's real,
you know it,

so just figure out a way
to prove that to Colette

and never, ever give up.

See, now that's
the only rational thing
you've said all day.

Good.
Then I've met my quota.

MAN: * I've got love
written all over my face

(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS)

* I got L-O-V-E
written all over the place

* I wobble around
up on a cloud... *

Hey, do I know you?

I don't think so.

Sorry.

I know I've seen you
somewhere.

The photos, right?

Oh, right, yes.

You and everyone else,
unfortunately.

That's some
ground-breaking stuff.

It's really bold,
electric.

You're very far ahead
of your time.

All that from
a magazine cover?
Thank you.

Magazine?

Life magazine.
I'm the Pan Am
stewardess on the cover.

I don't think Life
would ever publish
those photos.

Wait. What... What photos
are you talking about?

The nudes.

Where did... Where...
Where did you see them?

Gallery in the village.

Uh, Van something.

I need to know the name.

Van Amberg gallery,
I think.

Excuse me.

Hey, Maggie.

I've been meaning
to ask you if
you liked Amanda.

I did, and I think
she liked me.

Oh, I figured you two
would hit it off.

She's been bringing up
your name a lot.

Oh. Has she now?
Uh-huh.

You know, you two
should get together,

once we get through
all this wedding stuff.

Oh, I don't know, Ted.

The first few months
of married life,

the lovebirds should really
feather the nest alone.

Don't you think?

We're feathering the nest.
We're not building the cage.

Yeah.

What's going on
with you?
Nothing.

I just think
the two of you should

really, really get to
know each other.

Wait. Maggie...
(SIGHS)

Are you jealous?

What? No. (CHUCKLES)

I mean, I get it.
You're at the age

where you probably wanna
feather your own nest,

and hearing about us...
Ted, stop talking.

I just don't want you
to make a mistake.

What the hell is that
supposed to mean?

(SIGHS)

At the fund-raiser, uh,
Amanda and I were alone,

and...well, she was trying
to make me feel better,
and, uh...

She might
have kissed me.

And...
Wait. What?

It wasn't a big deal,
but I thought maybe
you should know.

(LAUGHS)
You're joking, right?

I mean,
this is ridiculous.

This is the woman
I'm about to marry,

and you're trying to...
No, no, I'm not trying
to do anything. I just...

Just because
I can see my future

and you've never been
able to get a grip
on your own

doesn't mean you can
start a rumor.
You... You know what?

You're right.
I'm joking.

It never happened.

And I hope you have
a long and happy
married life.

And we will never
discuss this again.

What are you doing
in my cubby?

Learning more about
my favorite stewardess.

Why do they call 'em
"cubbies" anyway?

Makes you seem
like a bunch
of kindergartners.

Funny.
I thought you were
the kindergartner.

All right, all right,
cool your jets.

Let me make it up
to you. Lunch?

Nice try,

but last I checked,
I'm on a flight to Rome,
and you are not.

Check again.

I know this little place
on the Via di Monte.

It's Jack Kennedy's
favorite restaurant
in Rome.

I'm really not interested
in dating you.

I'm not interested
in dating you either.

Then why?

Come to lunch
and find out.

(SHOES CLATTER)

Ooh! Ooh. I'm so sorry.

That man
is infuriating.

Did you do something
to your hair?

What?

I like it.

It's so soft.

It's the signal.

I'm giving off the...
the girl signal?

Hmm?

Oh. Look at that.

(CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY)
Your wallet.

Is it my posture?

So...

Do you have any, uh, plans
once we get to Rome?

'Cause I was hoping
for a public flogging
in the Colosseum.

Colette, we're never
gonna talk about this

if you just keep
avoiding me.

We can't talk about this
because there is nothing
left to say.

Actually,
I have plenty to say.

I know.

I know you still care
about me.

I know you wish
you could change the past.

Okay, but you...
you're...you're forgetting
the most important part.

It's the part
where I tell you
that I have...

I've fallen in love
with you

and I will do
whatever it takes
to prove that to you.

But you can't.
Dean, I need to move on.

Just give me a chance.

I put in for a transfer
to the Hong Kong base.

Hold on.
We have a last-minute
passenger addition.

They found him wandering
around the cargo area.

(FOREIGN ACCENT)
I'm afraid I made
a wrong turn.

Luckily, they found me,
or I would be riding
on the wing.

Well, we stopped boarding
10 minutes ago,

so you almost
missed your flight.

Must be my lucky day.

Did they manage to check
your luggage, Mister...

No luggage.
Friends call me Omar.

Omar it is, then.

How about we find a seat
for, uh, Omar, shall we?

(SIGHS)

When registering
for housewares,

sometimes it's better
to bring Gimbels
to your actual house.

Mmm.

(SIGHS) What do
you think, Teddy?

Ivory Lace
or Dover Fog?

Mmm, the white one.

Neither of them
is white.

(LAUGHS) They look
the same to me.

Indulge me, Teddy.
I am a woman of
eclectic tastes.

Eclectic tastes.

Yeah, I've been
wondering about
something.

(CLATTER)

We're gonna spend
a long life together,
right?

You forgot "rewarding."
A long, rewarding life?

Oh, right.

Which glass?
Uh, whichever one
holds more booze.

(CHUCKLES) Uh,
but for a life to
be rewarding, um...

it needs to be
built on honesty,
don't you think?

Hold that thought.

Okay.

Now...

What were you
gonna ask me?

(WHISPERS) Nothing.

(ENGINE ROARING)

Is everything okay?

I've often wondered
where these come from.

Perhaps a tiny bartender.

But you only get
a tiny hangover.

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

Have you been
to Rome?

Yes, but, uh,
I have to confess I haven't
done much sightseeing.

Only from the backseat
of a car.

Well, then you haven't
really seen anything.

You have to stroll down
the Spanish steps,

visit Trevi Fountain
at sunset.

Sounds lovely.
Mmm-hmm.

And better if you have
someone to share it with.

But you are
traveling alone, no?

No companions.
No luggage.

Awoke this morning
and booked a flight
to Rome.

Sometimes we need
a change in pace

to see life
as it really is.

I couldn't agree more,
Omar.

You know my name,
but I don't know yours.

My name is Colette.

Pleased to make
your acquaintance,
Colette.

The pleasure is
all mine, Omar.

MAN: * In the morning
through my window creeping

* Sunlight chases
colors on my wall

* By my side

* She lay sleeping

* Cradled in
her antique shawl

* Mm-hmm, mm

* I tuck her
'neath my covers

* Watch her face

No. Oh, no.

Hey, hey,
what are you doing?

I want them down.

Oh, you're her,
the model.

These photos need to
come down right now.

Stop. I can't.
I have a contract.

Look, I don't...
I don't understand.

Okay? You must have
willingly posed
for Graham.

He never said
he would sell them.

(VOICE BREAKING) They're
supposed to be private,

not on display
for the world to see.

He sold them to me
along with the negatives.

I had no idea.

All I knew was this was
the most beautiful model
I'd ever seen.

I am through
being that person,

just a woman on the cover
of a magazine,

being judged
by how she looks.

I don't judge a photograph,
a good one, anyway,
on how the model looks.

It's, you know,
it's how the picture
makes you feel.

I only know how
they make me feel,

and I just want
them down, please.

Look, I have
an important buyer

who's willing to
take them from me
for quite a bit of money.

But...

I'll sell them to you
for my cost

if you can
get me the money
by closing today.

Really?

Oh, thank you.
Thank you so much.

How much do you need?
I will get it to you.

$500, and they're yours.

$500?

I thought maybe
you were thirsty.

Unfortunately,
I spent my last dollar
on the ticket.

You are going to Rome
with no money?

Ah, I guess I'm not one
for planning.

Hmm.
Well, lucky for you,

refreshments are courtesy
of Pan Am.

I cannot say Rome
will feel the same way.

Then I'll have to
think of something
before we land.

What do you suggest?
Stealing?

Begging.

Okay.
We'll try it your way.

I beg you to see
the Trevi Fountain
with me at sunset.

Between you and me,
it's not really the fountain
I'm interested in.

Well, I'm not
much interested
in dating these days.

But good company
is always worth the time.

There? You see?

Begging works.

(SPEAKING INAUDIBLY)

Hey, Kate.

Is it just me,
or is there something off
about this guy?

Dean, she's just
doing her job.

Yeah, but does she
have to do it so well?

Here.

Do you think she's serious
about this transfer?

What transfer?

She said she put in
for Hong Kong.

Is this my wallet?

(CHUCKLES) Well...

Here you go.

What's all this?

I was hoping you
could tell me,
Capitano.

This, uh,
is your signature.

This is my name.
I didn't sign this.

Well, this is
the cargo manifest
you filed with us.

Are you aware
of the 400,000 lire

worth of American cigarettes
hidden in your cargo hold?

The captain of any vessel
has an ultimate
responsibility for...

For any cargo
he's carrying.
I... I understand that.

And can lose his license
and face criminal charges
for smuggling.

I don't know anything
about this,

but I swear to you
we'll get to the bottom
of it.

Any suspicious passengers
onboard?

Often they travel alone,
no luggage,

pay for everything
in cash.

I... I think I might
know someone who
fits that description.

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

Laura. You okay?

(SIGHS) I don't know.
I don't know.

I... Oh. I'm so sorry.

I didn't mean
to interrupt.
That's okay.

We could use
a woman's opinion.

(TELEPHONE RINGING)

Um...
(WHISPERS) Sorry.

I... I'm sorry.
I'll just be a second.

(SIGHS)

The thing
men don't understand

is that the patterns
you choose

announce to everyone
who you are.

Colorful
or monochromatic?

Timid or bold?

Teddy tells me
you were engaged once?

Afraid so, yes.

It was a case of
traditional and modern.

(CHUCKLES)
And which one were you?

I would like to think
I'm a modern girl.

Me, too, Laura.
Me, too.

But I'm betting
that's not why
you're here.

No. I, um...

I need to borrow
some money, and...

I really don't wanna
ask Ted, but...
It's a lot of money.

Well, how much
do you need?

Oh, no.

No, not you. I...
I couldn't.

But I could.

Us modern girls
have to stick together.

How much?

$500.

On one condition.

(CHECK TEARS)

This is not a loan.

It's an investment
in friendship.

Um, okay.

Thank you.

(SIGHS)

(WOMAN SINGING IN ITALIAN)

What finally
convinced you?

Was it the invite
or my charming
personality?

Neither. I wanna tell
Jack Kennedy one day

that I dined
at his favorite
restaurant in Rome.

Right, after you two
become best friends

and your kids
start playing
backyard football

in Hyannis Port.

You act like that
isn't going to happen.

In politics,
everyone knows everyone.

(SPEAKING ITALIAN)

So is that
your plan, then,
long-term politics?

'Cause you and I both know
what the odds are for that.

I don't remember
asking for your opinion.

Oh, which is why
you should value it.
It's unsolicited.

I made a mistake
coming here.

The truth is,
you're a Pan Am stewardess.

And for some women,
that would be the
ultimate accomplishment.

But sooner or later,
you turn 32,

they turn you out,
retire you.

Of course, I've read
your personnel file.

You won't make it
that far.

You know how many women
serve in Congress?

Twenty.

Which translates
to around 3%.

All of them got
into politics at
an earlier age than you

or married into it
or got a college
degree for it.

I have a degree.

A real one.
Not a fake one.

Do you know what it is
that I do?

Besides treat every airplane
like your personal limousine

and every stewardess
like your personal...

I don't treat planes
like limousines, Maggie.

I treat them like trucks.
Specifically, cargo trucks.

I use them to
transport goods from people
who don't need them

to people who do.

You're a smuggler?

I'm a provider.

Now sometimes that
means providing food
to the hungry,

clothing to
the impoverished,
medicine to the sick.

Cigarettes to the needy,
vodka to the thirsty.

I won't deny that
there's a profit
to be made,

but... (SIGHS)
it's getting harder.

I need someone inside

to help me with, uh,
with routes, restrictions,
cargo manifests.

And who better to
get through customs,

no questions asked,
than a stewardess?

Oh, not just
any stewardess.

You made it to purser.

You have more access
and experience

on a flight crew than
just about anybody else.

What are you asking me?

I need a partner,
Maggie,

someone to share
in the risks and rewards,

and I think
that someone is you.

(MOTOR RUMBLING)

Oh, and I thought
I was a fast driver.

(CHUCKLES)
It's not every day I get
to ride on one of these.

Speaking of,
what do you do
every day?

I am in
the service industry.

I, uh, smile,

greet people,
make them feel welcome.

So you're
a Pan Am stewardess.

(LAUGHS)

Perhaps I have found
my true calling.
(CHUCKLES)

Thank you.

If I tried
more begging,

would you join me
for dinner tonight?

Other plans?

We have an official
Pan Am appearance
at a party tonight.

An ambassador's
residence.

Which you're gonna
be late for

if you don't hurry up
and get a move on.

Dean, this is Omar.
He was a passenger
on our flight.

Oh, yeah, the man
with no luggage.
I remember.

How are you finding Rome?

The sights are
quite beautiful.

I'm sure no more beautiful
than wherever it is
you're from.

Where are you from?

Dean.
What, Colette?

You don't know a thing
about this guy.

Don't you wanna
find out a little more
about your friend?

You like cigarettes?

What is this?
I'll tell you about it
on the way to the party.

Well, I'm not going
to the party with you,
Dean.

I believe the lady
wants you to
leave her alone.

I don't think this is
any of your business.

Oh, yes, it is,

because he's coming
to the party
with me tonight.

Meet me here
at 7:00?

I'd be delighted.

Great.

(STRING QUARTET PLAYING WALTZ)

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)

(LOWERED VOICE)
Could you get me
a Negroni at the bar?

I'll let him get that
for you.

(SHOES CLATTER)

Oh! Oh!

Ah.
Hello.

You saved me.

(SPEAKS ITALIAN)

You come to Rome,
you get a pair of shoes,
and look what happens.

You wind up
in the arms
of a stranger.

I am Alessandro d'Arco.
I'm at your service now.

Let me get you a drink.

Yeah, I might take you up
on that a little bit later,

but first I'm just off
to the powder room.

Oh, please.

(INHALES AND EXHALES DEEPLY)

Shoot.

(CLICKS)

(BLOWS AIR)

(CHUCKLES)

Scusi.

Thirsty? I'm told they have
an excellent Bellini here.

You just don't give up,
do you?

Well, you still haven't
given me an answer.

I said I'd have
to think about it.

There are two Maggie Ryans,
one who thinks about herself

and one who thinks
about others.

You're having a problem
with the second one.

I'm pretty sure
neither Maggie

wants to profit
off the misery
of others.

Well, you'd be
turning that misery
into happiness,

making a profit
at the same time.

Come on, Maggie.
Don't let me down.

I've had my eye on you
since that incident
with Dean.

What incident?

Don't play dumb.

You saved your job
by exposing his fling

with a certain
Pan Am V.P.'s mistress.

That showed moxie.

I was afraid
I'd have to threaten
to tell Dean, but...

I'm pretty sure I know
what your answer's
gonna be.

And how do you
know that?

Because, Maggie,
you and I,
we're the same.

Care for that
Bellini now?

The modern kitchen is
a fully automated kitchen.

Don't you think?

Teddy?
Hmm?

What's wrong?

You've been
so distracted.

Well, I don't care
about china
or highball glasses

or...or toast.
I care about you.

Here... Here you are,
getting to know
my friends.

I've never met
any of yours.

I hardly know
anything about ya.

(SIGHS) Okay, Teddy.

Ask away.

Anything you want.
Okay. Okay, good.

Um...
(CHUCKLES)

Let's catch up
on the last 15 years.

Are there, um,

any old boyfriends
I need to worry about?
(CHUCKLES)

No one who compares
to you.

I'm beginning to believe
that's actually true.

What is that
supposed to mean?

Um...

When I saw you today
with Laura,

you looked happier
with her than you've
ever been with me.

No. I am happier with you

than I have ever been
in my life.

Come with me.

What are you doing?

(SIGHS)

I can't wait
any longer.

(GLASS CLATTERS)

(WALTZ MUSIC PLAYING)

Where did you learn
to dance like this?

Here and there.
Oh.

I am well trained.

Clearly.

I ask you questions.
You dance around them.

Your friend, the Captain,

has made you
more curious about me.

He was right.

We've spent
the day together,

but I know next to nothing
about you.

I am a man who cannot enjoy
the same freedom as you.

And yet you woke up
this morning,

hopped on a plane to Rome
with no luggage or money,

and you are now wearing
an expensive new suit.

I am not without friends
in Rome.
(CHUCKLES)

Dancing again.
(CHUCKLES)

OMAR: Today has been
a fantasy for me.

I suppose I wanted
to enjoy it for
a little while longer.

And just like that,
our dance must come
to an end.

Right. That's him.

Dean,
what are you doing?

He's a smuggler, Colette.

No, he's not.
That's not possible.

Oh, then let's let
the carabinieri decide

whether or not
he's a wanted man.

Oh, he's most definitely
a wanted man.

Your family's been
very worried about you,
Your Highness.

"Your Highness"?

This is Prince Omar III
of the kingdom of Wahran.

You're a prince?

A prince?

You're absolutely
certain?

Interpol has
been circulating
his photo for days.

Dean, could you
give us a minute?

I apologize
for my deception.

I needed to escape
my life...

Obligations.

You smile, greet people,

make them feel welcome?

There. You see?

My life is not so different
than yours.

Well, there is the
royal palace. (CHUCKLES)
(CHUCKLES)

A palace can be
a prison as well.

Omar, why didn't
you say...

Tell you sooner?

Would you have treated me
the same if I had?

Your Highness,

we have a police escort
waiting to take you
to the airport.

What are you doing
a week from this Friday?

I am to dine
at the White House,

and it occurs to me
I have no one to bring.

You won't make me beg,
will you?

No more begging.

I would love to.

You again.

You're following me,
Alessandro?

Martini. Due olive.

Well, I suppose
I cannot help myself.

How are those new shoes?

Oh, it's nothing
a martini can't fix.

You're a friend
of the ambassador?

I'm a Pan Am stewardess.
We're friends to the world.

That must
include me, then.

Well...

A few more drinks, and...

maybe you'll find out.

Grazie.

(WHISPERS) Shoot!

(SIGHS)

It's my fault.

No. Teddy,
it was nice.

It'll... It'll get better.

Of course it will.

My first time
was with Theresa Miller

in our boathouse,
in a rowboat, no less,

which is much more difficult
than it sounds.

There were oars
everywhere...

My point is...
is everybody has a story

about their first time,
and this will be ours.

I really should go.

Why?

Well, we're not
married yet.
People will talk.

Who cares
what people say?

I do, Ted.

Can you turn around?

Yeah.

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)

Oh, wow. It's you.
You're the model.

No, no, you must have
the wrong person.

No, it's...it's you.
How cool.

You must be so proud.

I could never
be this brave.

It was nothing, really.

Nothing?
These are empowering.

Thank you.

You know, the art critic
from the Village Voice

said these photos
are transcendent.

Really? Are you sure?

Very sure.
That critic was me.

How does it feel
to be a pioneer?

Uh...

When the buyer heard that
you wanted the prints back,
he asked to meet you.

Who's the buyer?

Local artist.
Maybe you've heard of him.

Andy Warhol.

So I figure
we start in Vienna.

Work our way east.

The Soviet bloc,
they're crazy for
American whiskey.

Broyles...
We trade for beluga
caviar and vodka.

We make a profit
coming and going.

Then we can open up
a new South American
route.

I can't do this.

Go ahead and tell Dean.
Tell him everything.

Maggie,
let's not get crazy.

What's the worst
that can happen?

You lose Pan Am.
You lose everything.

I'll take that risk.

And why would
you do that?

Because you got
the wrong Maggie.

Because I can always go back
to changing the world,

one doorbell at a time,

and because most of all,
I'm nothing like you.

You're leaving so soon?

I was having
such a good time.

I almost forgot
I have an early flight.

Let me at least
walk you out.

Where is that ticket?

Oh, uh, is this...
is this yours?

Oh, yes, 47.
It's mine.

Are you sure it's yours?

You wouldn't be trying
to swipe some poor
stranger's jacket.

I would never do that.

Oh, here.

Please, allow me to help?

Oh.

Are all American women
this accommodating?

Oh, well,
you'll have to come
to America to find out.

Oh, I'm sorry.
Where is your coat?

You know,
I think I left my ticket
in the powder room.

I guess
this is goodbye.

In Rome, we never
say goodbye.
Arrivederci.

Until we meet again.

Gotcha.

(EXHALES DEEPLY)

The guy was a prince.

(SIGHS)
That's just my luck.

He fit a profile.

Now it's back to me.

You fit another profile.

Many of these smugglers
work from the inside.

Who has better access
to the cargo hold
than a pilot?

If you really want
to catch this guy,

I would look
within your company.

Excuse me.

Ah, Captain Lowrey,
just the man
I'm looking for.

Uh!
(GUESTS GASP)

Find another ride home.

(ENGINES WHIRRING)

(TELEPHONE RINGING)

Colette.

Hey, could you
hear me out?

I don't want
another discussion.

I was wrong. Okay?

I was wrong about Omar,

and I've been wrong
about a lot of things,
and I'm sorry.

I thought that I could
protect you,

but I understand that
I can't do that anymore,
so...

I'm gonna
respect your wishes,
and I'll leave you alone.

I'm sorry. These are
already spoken for.

I can see why.
She looks so brave.

A pioneer.

I think she has
a pretty bright future.

Can I take your coat?
Thank you.

So are you ready
to meet Andy?

Yes. (CHUCKLES)
Yes, I am.

Good, good,
'cause word on the street

is he's looking
for a new model.

Someone brave,
you know, a pioneer.

He wants me?

We'll see.
He'll be here
in a minute.

AMANDA: Hi.
TED: Hi.

Do you wanna
sit down?
Sure.

(BOTH SIGH)

Teddy,
I've been thinking
about last night.

So have I.

And I think
you were right.

It gets better.

And that's marriage,
right?

You start
with something,

and you build on it,
grow it.

No, that's not marriage.

You can't
build on something
if there's no honesty.

(SIGHS)

Okay.

You want honesty.

Yeah.

Yes.

I am more comfortable
with women than men.

And I don't know why
or how it happened.

It's something
I always felt.

But what I do know,
Teddy,

is that I love you,

and I want to
be married to you.

How?

Don't you see?
It'll be perfect.

You can... (SIGHS)
see whoever you want,

and I can see
who I want.

But we'll still have us,

our life, our family,

the house
and the white picket fence.

We can still
have everything.

You can even
have Laura.

Laura?

I see the way
you look at each other.

A woman knows.

WOMAN: Oh, no.
MAN: Oh, my God.

(GASPS)

What's going on?
I don't know.

(MULTIPLE TELEPHONES RINGING)

What's wrong?

I don't know.

(NEWS PROGRAM THEME PLAYING)
MAN: We interrupt
this program

for a CBS News
emergency bulletin.

This is Walter Cronkite
in our newsroom.

There has been an attempt,
as perhaps you know now,

on the life
of President Kennedy.

He was wounded
in an automobile

driving from Dallas airport
into downtown Dallas,

along with Governor
Connally of Texas.

They've been taken to
Parkland Hospital there,

where their condition
is as yet unknown.

He was cut down
by bullets

as his motorcade
approached downtown Dallas.

He is now
in the emergency room
of Parkland Hospital.

He is remaining
in the emergency room

because, uh,
Secret Service aides

say that
the facilities there are
as good as elsewhere.

As of 10 minutes ago,
a White House aide

says that the President
was still alive.

The extent
of his injury,

whether it is
indeed critical or not,

is not...has not been
officially confirmed by...

He'll be fine.
He has to be fine.