like one ticket to Chicago.
No baggage.
- Smoking or non-smoking?
- Smoking, please.
There. Have a nice trip.
Striker, this is Red Leader Four.
Primary target covered by fog.
Decision to proceed is yours.
The decision is yours...
is yours... is yours...
Golly, that white fellow
should stay away from my wife,
or I will punch him.
Yes, he is wrong for doing that.
I knew a man
in a similar predicament,
and he ended up being sorry.
Don't be naive, Arthur.
Each of us faces
a clear moral choice.
Early to bed, early to rise makes a
man healthy, wealthy and wise.
How true!
Golly!
Nervous?
Yes.
First time?
No. I've been nervous lots of times.
Hi. We'll be taking off real soon,
so I better fasten you in tight.
Thank you.
Oh Mother, this is so exciting!
I know but remember,
you must get some rest.
That's good advice. You relax, and
I'll be back after takeoff.
Thank you.
- I'm going to miss you so much.
- I'm going to miss you, too.
Promise you'll write?
Every day.
Bill!
Better get on board, son.
All aboard!
209er to ground control.
We're ready to taxi.
- Goodbye, Bill!
- Goodbye, darling!
I love you, darling!
209er, taxi to runway 19er.
Goodbye, darling!
Have your picture taken the minute
you get there and send me one.
OK here, hurry.
It's your watch, you shouldn't.
You're going to need this.
It's all right, it doesn't work.
- Bill!
- Goodbye, darling!
Bill!
Bill, Bill!
I'll keep it with me all the time.
Goodbye, darling.
Take care of yourself, goodbye.
- Flight 209er, clear for takeoff.
- Roger.
- LA departure frequency 1 23.9er.
- Roger.
- Request vector. Over.
- What?
Flight 209er, clear for vector 324.
- We have clearance, Clarence.
- Roger, Roger.
What's our vector, Victor?
- I want radio clearance. Over.
- That's Clarence Oveur. Over.
- Roger.
- Huh?
- Roger. Over.
- Huh? Who?
Do you feel all right, sir?
Oh, I haven't flown for a long time.
Good evening. This is Captain Oveur speaking.
We'll be cruising at 36,000 feet
this evening...
Relax and enjoy your flight.
Would you like something to read?
Do you have anything light?
How about this leaflet,
''Famous Jewish Sports Legends''?
Yes. Thank you.
- Ted! What are you doing here?
- Elaine, I've got to talk to you.
You shouldn't have come.
I don't have time now.
- Stewardess?
- Excuse me.
But...
No wonder you're upset. She's lovely.
And a darling figure.
Supple, pouting breasts, firm thighs.
It's a shame you two
don't get along.
Yes, I know.
Things used to be different.
I remember when we first met.
It was during the war.
I was in the air force,
stationed in Drambuie, off
the Barbary Coast.
I used to hang out at the
Magumba Bar.
It was a rough place. The seediest
dive on the wharf,
populated with every reject and cut-throat
from Bombay to Calcutta.
It was worse than Detroit.
The mood in the place was down ugly.
You wouldn't be there unless you
knew how to use your fists.
A fight broke out almost every night.
I didn't go there that night
to fall in love.
I just wanted a couple of drinks.
And suddenly, there she was.
I was captivated, entranced. It
hit me like a thunderbolt.
I had to asked this guy to pinch me
to make sure I wasn't dreaming.
I was afraid to approach her,
but that night, fate was on my side.
We laughed, we talked, we danced.
I never wanted it to end.
I guess I still don't.
But enough about me. I hope this
hasn't been boring for you.
Whenever I talk about
Elaine I always...
get so carried away.
I lose all track of time.
Would you like to order dinner now?
Joey will have steak and my
wife and I will have fish.
When can I see the cockpit, Dad?
The pilots are probably too busy
flying the plane for that.
Aw, gee whizz!
I'll talk to the captain and
see what I can arrange.
Gee, that'd be swell!
Would you care to order your dinners?
l would like the steak, please.
l'll have the fish.
Excuse me, I happened to be passing.
I thought