Previously on "Pan Am".
We'd like to move you up. From courier to agent.
I'm George Broyles.
(Lowered voice) 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.
Mm.
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 S. I.O.S... 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 s.I.O.S. 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.
♪
(Knock on door)
♪
Amanda.
Maggie. Do you have a minute?
I was actually in the middle of something, but...
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 are 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 ♪
♪ the folks in town
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... what are you trying to do?
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.
PAN AM Ep.12 - New Frontiers
Sync and corrected by dr.jackson for www.addic7ed.com
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 when 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 ten 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.
Mm.
(Sighs) What do you think, Teddy?
Ivory lace or Dover fog?
Mm, 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. - Mm-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 Italian customs.
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.
(Ring)
(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)
(Speaking indistinctly)
(Woman singing in Italian)
- Very nice to see you. - Excuse me.
- A great pleasure. -Perfecto.
Grazie. Ciao.
♪
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.
Buon giorno, signore.
Hey, ciao, ragazzo, molto tempo. Ciao.
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?
20.
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)
Ohh! Ohh!
- Ahh. - 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 you.
(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)
♪
So do you want to dance? (Woman chuckles)
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.
(Indistinct conversations)
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 good-bye.
In Rome, we never say good-bye. 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.
Uhh!
(Guests gasp)
Find another ride home.
Colette.
Hey, would 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, my God! - (Woman) Oh, no!
(Man) What are they saying?
(Telephone ringing) What's going on?
(Multiple telephones ringing)
- What's wrong? (Man speaks indistinctly) - For Juan Trippe, right away.
(Man) Yeah. I don't know.
(News program theme playing) (Woman cries) No!
(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 ten 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.
(Speaking indistinctly)
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