Red Eye Script - Dialogue Transcript

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Red Eye Script





Let's go.



- Taylor. Bob and Marianne Taylor.

- Just bear with me one second.



- There are other hotels in Miami.

- I'm sorry.



What is the problem here? We made

these reservations over six months ago.



- I know, I'm just not seeing it.

- Where's Lisa?



- Lisa always takes care of us.

- She's out of town.



- Her grandmother passed away.

- Cynthia?



- Yes?

- Would you get in more trouble



if you bothered her

or if I called corporate?






Damn! Dallas drivers!



Who taught you how to drive?

Stevie Wonder?



- You'll catch your plane. You got...

- Ten minutes.



- Lisa Reisert.

- Lisa? Hi.



I'm so sorry to call, but I didn't

know what to do. I have a situation.



- Slow down. What's the problem?

- Bob and Marianne Taylor.



Yep. They're regulars.



Yeah, well, I think I sort of

erased their reservation.



I was never checked out

on this system.



Did I mention I had a confirmed

reservation? This is my receipt.



I downloaded it off the Internet myself.



- I know, Mrs. Taylor, calm down.

- Don't say that. No...



- Calm down?

- She told me to calm down.



Don't tell us to calm down.

We've been very calm right up until now.



- I'm so sorry. Lisa?

- Cynthia, tell them one more minute,



- they'll be happy, you promise.

- One more minute. You'll be happy.



- I promise.

- We better be.



Now, enter my PIN.

It's  - - ... Hang on.



- Dad? Hold on.

- Lisa?



- Can you hold on?

- Sure.



OK, it's  - - - -underscore-L-Reisert.



- Lisa, I'm so sorry for calling.

- No, no, no, it's fine, it's fine.



- Are you logged in yet?

- What do I do?



Click on the Crisis folder,

you'll see a list of empty rooms,



give 'em fourth-floor,

comp 'em for tonight and tomorrow.



OK, just a sec. OK, you are all set.



The first two nights

are gonna be on us.



And if you need anything else,

just let me know.



We won't.



This is not my fault.



God, they totally threw me.

They were such assholes.



There are no assholes.

Only guests with special needs.



- Here we are.

- Keep it. Anything else?



The Simpsons didn't get

the California King they requested.



What else?



- Oh, my God.

- Tell me.



Security left a message

saying the Charles Keefe party



will be arriving

at  :  am instead of pm.



That's not that unusual.

It's a security thing.



Make sure our guys have the entrance

set, his security takes it from there.



Is Mr. Keefe Platinum Club

or something or?



Political. Homeland Security.



Make sure there's a box

of Montecristo Cubans in the room



and a bottle of Cristal on ice.

It's     .



- OK. Got it covered. Safe flight.

- Thanks.



Attention passengers

leaving on flight     .



- Lisa Reisert.

- I'm still here.



Dad, I'm so sorry.



- It's fine, sweetie.

- What's up?



Gearin' up for another sleepless night

with a comedy marathon.



Before I forget,



that book I gave you,

you finish it yet?






You know, he's from Texas.

I didn't think shrinks came from there.



Yeah, they do. They just move

to California and start TV shows.



- How's the remodeling?

- Good. Good.



They made headway

in the last few days.



I lost my wallet, but that's par

for the course. It's lookin' good.



That's good.

I can't wait to see it.



You should. The upstairs hallway

is totally unrecognizable.



- Your room hasn't been touched.

- No, Dad.



Please, go nuts, make it

into a gym or a putting green.



You know I can't do that.



You never know when you mightjust

wanna spend a few nights back here.



You know? Make an escape

from the day-to-day.



Day-to-day, it's where I thrive.

You know that.









- how's your mom holdin' up?

- As good as can be expected.



You? What about you?

You all right?



- Yep, I'm fine.

- You sure?



Everything's fine, Dad. You're gonna

have to start takin' my word for it.



Look, I gotta go. I gotta check in.



You sure you don't need a pickup?



- I thought you lost your wallet.

- Leese, it's just five minutes.



I'm taking the red-eye.

It's the last flight.



It's gonna be late.

I love you. I'll call you.



- I love you too, sweetie.

- OK, bye.



Attention. We have a cancellation

update. Flight      has been canceled.



Anybody who was on the flight

to Atlanta that was canceled,



come to the front of the line

so we can reroute you.



Flight      to Miami...



- I'm sorry.

- Don't sweat it.



I'm wearing my combat boots.



- Excuse me?

- Travel is war these days.






I just love him.



How is that? Are you learning a lot?



I'm not really sure.



He's so handsome.



I work during the day

so I always miss his shows.



Flight     to Cleveland

has been delayed.



- Here. That'll catch you up.

- Oh, no. No, no, I... I couldn't.



I'm finished. My Dad's given me so

many, I could start a library. Please.



- That's very nice of you.

- Once again anyone who is scheduled



on the flight to Atlanta, if you

wanna get out of Dallas tonight,



come to the front

of the line at this time.



Excuse me.

You're letting them go,



but we've been standing

for an hour? How does that happen?



If we don't re-book,

they miss their flight.



It doesn't matter that you

canceled my flight then rerouted?



- I understand.

- Get your boss. This is ridiculous!



Don't make her do that.

She's doing the best she can.



I don't think I was talking to you



- I realize that...

- I'm trying...



Please, sir.



She is the one standing

between us getting out and anarchy.



- Yeah, but she's not the one in...

- She's exhausted, worked    hours,



and she suspects we all hate her

just as much as you do.



What do you say we give her a break?

Let her get back to a job



I'm guessing is a lot

more thankless than yours.



This airline sucks.



Next in line, please.



That's me.






Thank you very much.

And thank you.



You're welcome.



Yeah. Thank you.



Not at all.

That was just backup.



- You got the ball rolling.

- Yeah.



- Reflex, I guess.

- Why is that?



I work in a hotel. I deal

with people like that all the time.



The Marriott? The Hilton?



- The Lux Atlantic It's in...

- Miami.



- Right. I know it well.

- Yeah.



- So you're on this...

- Very delayed flight to Miami. Yeah.



- You?

- Yeah. Sadly, yeah.



But you know what? That's

why God created the Tex-Mex.



The best nachos in the airport

and right across from our gate.



Good tip. Thanks.



Save you a seat.



Yeah, that was... I thought

since we're on the same flight...



I didn't mean to invade

your personal space or...



- No.

- I can take you over here.



- I just... I have a few calls to make.

- Sure. I understand. You go ahead.



- Have a good flight.

- OK. You too.



We will be updating you

with the departure time



of flight     

with service to Miami...



- Hi.

- Hi. You must be Rebecca.



- Yes.

- Well, my name's Mary,



and I hear this is the first time

you're flying by yourself.



Well, you must be very brave.



- Are you gonna be OK?

- Yes, Mom.



- Are you sure?

- Yes, I'm sure.



- I'm just asking.

- I'm    not nine.



Come with me, you two.



There you go, sir.

Your nachos. Careful, hot plate.



Thank you, sir.



Oh, my God! I am so sorry.



- It's iced. Don't worry.

- OK.



- Let me find you napkins.

- No, no, no. It's fine.



- Are you sure?

- Yeah.



OK. Larry,



could you run back to Starbucks?

I need another mocha.



- Finish that one already?

- Someone's wearin' it.



Ladies and gentlemen,

your attention.



Flight number    leaving Dallas

National Airport from gate two



will be delayed for    minutes.



Paging a skycap with

electric cart to gate four.



Paging a skycap with

electric cart to gate four.



- Hi.

- Hi.



- Is this taken?

- No, it's all yours.






So did you get your calls made?



Yep. No more calls.



Good. What will you have?



- No, it's... I'm OK.

- If I can guess...






I'm feeling vodka.



Definitely sweetened.



Cosmo. Way too common.






No. No. No. Way too boring.



So that leaves me with the

simplicity of the grapefruit



or the complexity of the pineapple.



Grapefruit sea breeze.



- Could I have a bay breeze?

- You got it.






It's an impressive talent, though.

Very close.



- You know, breaks the ice.

- Yeah.



- So are you headed home?

- Yeah. Trying.



Yeah. Flying's so

much fun these days.



Fun for me is just getting off

that plane in one piece.



- Fear of flying?

- Yeah. Just a little.



Were you in Texas

on hotel business?



No. My grandmother died.



It's OK. She was   .



- Ninety-one.

- Yeah.



That's respectable.

What was her secret?



Grape-Nuts. And a guy named Duke.



Excuse me?



Yeah, she said the Grape-Nuts

kept her arteries clean



and Duke helped with the rest.



Wow. A dynamic woman.



Nothing fazed her, you know?

She was so optimistic.



"Always look forward."



That's what she'd say



- There ya go.

- Thanks.



...heightened security

measures are now in place.



- That taste OK?

- It's fine.



You sure? 'Cause we can

always get you that sea breeze.



You sound like my dad.

I say I'm fine,



he says, "Are you sure?" I'm sure.



- OK, I believe you.

- Good.



- The name's Jackson, by the way.

- Lisa.



- Pleased to meet you.

- Is it Jack for short?



No, I haven't gone by Jack

since I was ten years old.



Last name's Rippner.



Jack Rippner.



Jack... the...



- There you go.

- OK.



- That wasn't very nice of your parents.

- No.



That's what I told 'em

before I killed 'em.






Well, if it's any comfort,

my middle name's Henrietta.






But that's my

grandma's name, though.






Well, here's to Henrietta,

whose spirit is very much alive.






I'm tellin' you, man,

she was tasty.



And now let's go

to Washington for an update.



As the war on terrorism escalates,

Deputy Secretary of Homeland Security



Charles Keefe embarks on a seven-day

tour of Southern port cities,



starting tomorrow. You may

recall that four months ago,



Keefe sent shockwaves through

the department after he made remarks



during his first press conference.



I don't discriminate, I communicate.

Just not always with a kind word.



Now, don't get me wrong,

I believe in diplomacy.



It can work. But first

you have to have their attention.



Do I have your attention?

Thank you. Thank you very much.



We're cleared for the boarding of

flight      service to Miami, Florida.



- I guess that's us.

- Wonders never cease.






- Let me get this.

- Oh, no. No. Please.



I got it. I got it.



- Yeah. Keep the change.

- Thanks.



- Thanks.

- Welcome.






Report unattended baggage



- to airport security. Thank you.

- Can you hang on? I'm sorry.



Hello? Yeah.



Can you just hold on?



I gotta take this.



- I'm sorry.

- That's OK.



- Nice to meet you.

- Nice to meet you.



- Have a good flight. Bye-bye.

- You too.






Hey. Yeah, looks like

we're gettin' outta here.



The storm's moved on.

No, there's time.



- Thank you for your patience, sir.

- Yeah, right.



Come on, we gotta move it, bro.

Come on.



- You made it, boys.

- Yeah. Just barely.



Thank you. Bye-bye.



Here we go.



- Thank you. Enjoy.

- Thanks.



There you go.

Thanks for your patience.



 -A is to your right.

Enjoy your flight. Hello.



- Hi.

-   -G. Down the aisle to your left.



- Thank you.

- Thanks for your patience.



- How are you?

- Better now.



- Sorry for the delay.

-   -F.



-   -F is right down...

- Yeah. Thank you.



Hi, how are you?



We're going to dim the lighting



for tonight's flight. Lights can be

activated by the button on your armrest.



Once we've reached cruising altitude

and the captain turns off



the fasten seat belt sign,

we will be offering our beverage service



with complimentary soft drinks,

juice and coffee.



- I'll help.

- Cocktails available for a charge.



Thank you









- I figured you'd be in first class.

- No, not me.



- I'm all coach, all the time.

- Me too.



Yeah. I think that's my seat.



- What, you're not sitting here.

- Well, I don't know.



- That says   -G?

- You're kidding.



You're not kidding.

You need a bellhop?



- No, no, no. That's OK.

- Let me help. I insist.



- You OK?

- Yeah.



- You sure? OK.

- Yeah.



I'm not normally such a lightweight.



Those were strong bay breezes.



Well, I'm cutting you off anyways,

all right?



So... What are the odds?



Yeah, I know.



Wait a minute.



You're not stalking me, are you?






- You got me.

- I'm sorry.



- Oh, jeez.

- You all right?



If I say yes,

are you gonna ask me if I'm sure?



No. No. That's your dad's department.



Yeah, I'm fine. I...



Earlier today I had

some cheap wine at the funeral,



and combined with the cheap vodka...



- I see.

- I blame you for that part.



- Well, I feel terrible now.

- You should.



Oh, I do.



We know it's been a long night, so stow

your belongings and take your seats



as quickly as possible,

we'll be under way. Thank you.



- I think somebody needs a bellhop.

- Excuse me.






Let me.



- Thank you so much.

- You're welcome.



Just when I thought there

weren't any gentlemen left.



You have a pleasant flight.



Oh, my.



I'm already in chapter two.






I gave her this book earlier.



She's a huge Dr. Phil fan.



I saw that. Very nice of you.



Well, that's me.



People-pleaser,   - .



- Well, you are popular.

- I'm sorry.



- No, it's OK. No.

- It isn't usually like this.



Go ahead.



Hey. What's up?



Yeah. No, it's OK.



So it's definitely happening?



 :  . OK, done deal.



Work. For the last time.



- Goodbye, Joe.

- Good flight.



- Thank you.

- You're welcome.



At this time we'd like

to ask that you discontinue



the use of any electronic devices,

pagers, cell phones, laptops,



anything with a switch

should now be in the off position.



The use of cell phones is not

allowed during the flight.



A list of devices suitable for use

can be found on the cover



- of your Fresh Air magazine.

- Flight attendants, please be seated.



From the deck, looks

like we're the red-eye to Miami.




The weather conditions may cause



a bumpy takeoff, but don't worry,

we'll soon climb above it.



We'll see if we can't

make up lost time.



We're number one for departure.

Flight attendants, secure the cabin.



Ladies and gentlemen, we've been cleared

for takeoff. Please enjoy your flight.



- We're not gonna make it.

- Shut up.



We're not gonna make it.



Shut up. I will punch

you in your face. Shut up.



Just kidding. Come on.



Are we there yet?



So was Henrietta your

mom's mom or your dad's mom?



My mom's. My dad's...



My dad's died a long time ago.



Are your folks still together?



They divorced three years ago,

married for   .



That's a shame.



So your mom...



Mom moved back to Texas

and Dad stayed in Miami.



I see. And does Dad still work?



Yeah. No! He's recently retired.



He's got a lot of time on his hands

so he makes phone calls.



OK. He's filling

all his work time with...



Worry time.



Does he have reason

to worry about you?



Well, even if he does, I mean,



he's just gotta get used

to the fact that life changes



and sometimes things happen.



I know what you mean.



Usually when things are going perfectly,

you're back on track,



everything's going to plan,

and then one day, outta nowhere,



somebody forgets to bolt

the engine to the wing.






This is your captain. We're through

the worst of it, so you can relax.



Keep your seat belt

fastened while seated,



as we may hit more turbulence.

Thank you.



- Thanks for distracting me.

- Well, it's not really what I'm doing.



What are you doing?



Just keeping the focus

on you and your father.






Part of my job.



Are you a shrink?



No. Manager.



- Better not say of a hotel.

- No.



- That would...

- Cause you to buy a self-help book.



So, what do you do?



Government overthrows, flashy

high-profile assassinations. The usual.



- You're a spy. I should've known.

- No, I'm not a spy.



- A hit man.

- I'm a lousy shot.



Right. You work for the CIA.



Well, if I did,

I couldn't say, could I?



- But, no.

- The Mafia?



The money's shit.



OK, well, that's kinda weird.



- Why don't you tell me what you do?

- I did.



OK. OK, I'm sorry, I...



It's... Whatever you do,

that's your own business.



Just as long as you're not...






Hijacking the plane.



No. No, I'm not suicidal.



That's good.



You're right.

Most days it is my own business.



But right now, as fate would have it,

my business is all about you.



- I'm sorry, about me?

- That's right.



OK, I'm not sure

where you're going with this.



Charles Keefe. One of your

regular VIPs. Ring a bell?



- No, should it?

- Yes, it should.



He's on his way to your hotel

and that's why you need to listen.



No. No, I don't think...



- I don't have to do that.

- Yes, you do,



if you want your dad to live.



- What did you say?

- You heard me.






Suit yourself. You might

wanna take a look at this.



JR. Joe Reisert.

Your father? Yes?



- Where did you get that?

- I didn't get it.



My associate grabbed it

off your dad's desk.



Apparently next to

your graduation picture.



JR. Definitely Dad's wallet.



His initials. But gee, mine too.



Jack Rippner. Credit card, license.



"For some reason,

Miss Stewardess, this unstable,



inebriated girl,

whom I've never met before tonight,



suddenly went crazy

when I took it out of my pocket."



You tell the flight attendant

and your dad dies.



Sit down.



You might wanna buckle up.



- Any luck?

- Our pensions go, then our coffeepots.



  -G's flashing.

Do you want me to?



I'll take care of it. She

probably just wants another drink.



Maybe I'll join her.



- Hi.

- Hi.



- What can I do for ya?

- Leese,



did you need another

pillow or anything?



No, I don't need anything.



She's just had a really rough day.



A death in the family.



- I'm so sorry.

- Yeah.



- I'll get you water and some tissues.

- Thanks.



- Be right back.

- Thank you.



That was great, Leese.

Keep doing the right thing.



Just bottle the emotions

a little more, OK?



Have you done something to my father?



No. And it'll stay that way

as long as you keep playing along.



What do you want from me?



Now, I wanna wait

for your Kleenex and water.



And once we have our privacy,

we can get back to business.



- Here you go.

- Thank you so much.



- Sure. Feel better, hon.

- Thank you.



I need you to call your hotel.



It's very simple.

Just use your managerial pull



to move Keefe

from      to suite     .



I'll leave the details to you.

You just sell it.



You've got the wrong person.

I don't have the authority to do that.



Well, I happen to know that you do.



You're the only voice

that can get this done



by the time I need it done.



- You need me to write it down?

- No.



Well, then what's the delay?



So by changing Keefe's room,

does that make it easier?



Lisa, whatever female-driven,

emotion-based dilemma



you're dealing with right now,

you have my sympathy.



But for the sake

of time and sanity,



let's break this down into a little

male-driven, fact-based logic.



One simple phone call

saves your dad's life.



And it has to be made soon.



You're gonna kill Keefe,

aren't you?



You really need to start worrying

more about your dad, Leese.



How am I supposed to know if he's OK?

How do I know you haven't hurt him?



- He's fine.

- Why am I supposed to believe?



The last call I got said he was sitting

in the TV room eating leftover lasagna



and watching the comedy marathon.



Relax, Leese. By now my guy is

probably back in his silver Beemer,



parked outside

     Blossom Palms Lane.



He's sitting in the dark,

listening to a little smooth jazz,



while he sharpens

his   -inch KA-BAR.



That's a knife, Leese.



- I wanna talk to my dad.

- Sure. After you make the call.



No. I wanna know he's OK right now

or I don't call anybody.



Your dime.



Credit card?



Ladies and gentlemen, the captain has

turned off the fasten seat belt sign.



You're free to move about the cabin.



Stay tuned for more of the comedy

marathon following these messages.



I'm comin', I'm comin'!






- Hello?

- Dad?



Leese? Are you already home?



No, I'm on the air phone on the plane.



We were late taking off and...



Honey, I know you don't like it

when I ask, but are you all right?



You sound upset.






Leese? Are you still there?



Did he sound healthy to you?



I hope that's a yes,

because that's the best I can do.



Now let's get this over with.



Excuse me. I'm sorry.

Can you help me again?



Last time, I promise.






Don't get cute.



- You're so sweet.

- Hello, again.



You know, I didn't think that

this book would be so much work.



There's all these surveys about yourself

before you can go on to the rest...



Could you wait one second?



- Sure.

- My nails.



Know what? Don't worry

about the surveys. I'll just...



- I'll just highlight my favorite part.

- Wonderful.



- Got it.

- Great.



- You are a lifesaver.

- Yep.



Would you gimme your address too?

I wanna return the favor.



I'm always breaking

my nails on these things.



I'm gonna need you

to help me put it back up.



- Clear the aisle.

- We're on a collision course.



- I'll come back for that later.

- No. Here you go.



- Last time?

- Thank you.






- Sorry I'm... I'm blocking your seat.

- Not at all.



- Excuse us, ma'am.

- I'm going.



Thank you.



They're much pushier these days.



I didn't want this

to get complicated.



I have to assume

she's gonna read that.



Read what?



- How's she doin'?

- Much better. Thank you.



- Good.

- Thanks.






Would you like a blanket?



Pillow? Pillow?



Would you like a blanket?

Would you like a blanket?



Please return to your seats. Thank you.



"I want you to get

excited about your life.



But you gotta get real.



I'm challenging you, starting now,



to stop dealing

in opinions and assumptions



and start dealing in facts.



Fact: Fearing to act is human.



Failing to act

is just plain dumb.



Fact: Thinking when

you should be acting



will only make your head hurt."



I'm not makin' this up, Leese.

It's right here.






You've been out

for a half an hour



and Keefe's room still

hasn't been changed.



So I got you some aspirin.



I need you coherent, Leese.



Well, we were hoping

things would calm down,



but that's not happening. So control's

just cleared us up to       feet.



Let's see if we can't get above

this weather, smooth things out.



Now, let's do this.



If I do it, if I make that call,



do you promise you'll tell who's

outside my dad's house to go away?



You call, I call,

Dad wakes up, puts on coffee,



never suspects a thing,

you go back to work, life goes on.



I am now calling your hotel.



I don't have to tell you

to sound convincing.



- You've said enough.

- Good.



Good morning,

Lux Atlantic Resort, this is Cynthia.



Hello? Hello?



Cynthia, it's Lisa.



Lisa? You sound terrible.

Are you OK?



There's just... There's

a lot of turbulence on the plane.



- You're still on the plane?

- Yeah.



I heard flights are delayed.



You'd be so proud of me.

We're all set for Keefe.



Cristal on ice, the cigars,

not easy to find this time of night.



You know, about that. I'm gonna

need you to do me a favor, OK?



You sure you're OK?



Please do not

ask me again if I'm OK.



I hope you're...



Look, something's come up.



We gotta change Keefe's room.



Can you pull up the file?



We're gonna move him

to room     . Right.



The PIN is     .



- I'm gonna need you to take...

- Gimme that.



Hello? Cynthia?



Pretty clear thinking,

given the circumstances.



Let me guess,

stress management courses?



They're really paying off. We get

outta this, I may have to steal you.



- Excuse me, miss.

- Yes?



- Are the phones not working?

- They cut out during storms.



They'll come back

when we find clear air.



- Great. Thank you.

- You don't have a backup plan?



- Why are you doing this here?

- Blame your grandmother.



She keeled over,

you hopped on the next flight,



- Keefe changed plans, here we are.

- Excuse me. Peanuts or pretzels?



- Peanuts, thank you.

- Ma'am?






So, what happens

if they don't start working?



You bury your dad

in a closed casket.



Well, gang, brace yourselves,

'cause I have news. I'm engaged!



I know him.



- Know who?

- Keefe.



He's a really decent man.



Well, sometimes bad things

happen to good people.



Like you.



You know, I've known you

for a while now, Lisa.



Before tonight, I mean.



And far as I can tell,

your life revolves around yourjob.



The occasional cocktail

at the corner cafe,



the classic late-night movies.

And scrambled eggs at  am.



What turned you into such a Ioner?



Was it your parents' divorce?



Wait, did someone break your heart?



The captain has turned off

the fasten seat belt sign.



- I have to go to the restroom.

- You're free to move about the cabin.



Best I can do.



OK, you know what? You got me.



I'm gonna make that call

when I can make the call.



But right now you gotta let me go.



I need to go.



OK. I trust you.



And I need my purse.



But not that much.



I was really nervous

there for a minute.



We just kept goin' in and out.



Excuse me.



You in line?



Yeah. Do you wanna?



You were here first.



Excuse me.



Oh, God.



OK. Get up.



I was wondering...



Don't fight me.



You're all worked up

from being so creative. Breathe.



Hey, Rebecca.



You can'tjust run off like that.



A man went in there.



Everyone shares. I'll take you

to the one close to your seat.



But a lady's in there too.



OK, one of those flights.

Here, come on.



Please, just stop whoever's

at my dad's house.



I already have, by twice

intercepting these little communiquês.



If they'd have fallen into

the hands of a stewardess,



she'd have gone to the cockpit

and we'd land somewhere else.



If that happens, Leese,

our guy in the BMW's



gonna know about it.

So do Dad a favor



and stop gambling with his life.



You don't have to do this.

Any of this.



Someone do that to you?






Is that what it is?






You know what I think?



You know what I think?



I think you're not

such an honest person.



Because I've followed you

for eight weeks now



and I never once

saw you order anything



but a fucking sea breeze.



I can't breathe. I can't breathe.



I never lied to you, Leese.



Know why?

'Cause it doesn't serve me.



We're both professional.

We have the will and the means



to follow through.

'Cause when we don't,



our customers aren't happy.

And when they're not,



we suffer and our lives go to shit.



And that's not going to happen.



Is it?



- No.

- Good.



Because I'm gonna tell you

the phones are working again.



Are you sure we

got a deal this time?









Well, thanks for the quickie.






Come on.



Excuse me.



This isn't a motel.






- Lose something?

- Yes, my book.



It was here. Maybe it

slipped down behind your...



I need you to pull

yourself together, Lisa.



We seem to have

attracted a little attention.



Once they've made their rounds,

we'll make the call.



The captain has turned

on the fasten seat belt sign.



Please return to your seats

as soon as possible. Thank you.



Yo. You steal my pen, jackass?



No, man, cut it out. I'm sleepin'.



Mr. Keefe has a   am breakfast

and the meeting's at  am sharp.



We're out by  :  . How we doin'?



Cars are en route and on time.



Armored Escalades,

full communication package.



- Thanks. We're all set.

- Good. Get these out with changes.



- You got it.

- Think fast!



- Danny. Daddy's working.

- Thattaboy.



Come here, you.



You should be sleeping.



Ten minutes till wheels down.






I'll get that.



It's time.



Thank you.



Lux Atlantic Resort, this is Cynthia.






- Cynthia, it's Lisa.

- Hey, you.



So I guess you

still need that favor.



Yeah. I was checking

with Dan Young from Maintenance.



- We can't put Keefe in that room.

- But he always stays there.



I know. But they were fixing

a water valve in the master bath



and they didn't fix the right one

so if anyone uses the plumbing...



- The shit'll hit the fan.

- Exactly.



So where do we move him to?



Lisa? You still there?






    . OK.



- His security people will be?

- You're right.



They're not gonna be happy,

so just...



- Just tell them I authorized it.

- OK. Oh, my God.



The cigars, the Cristal.

There's hardly time, Leese. I better go.






We're close.






You know what. My dad.



Make the call.

Your part of the deal.



- I still need you.

- You promised.



I'll keep that.

As soon as we're on the ground,



I'll get confirmation

Keefe has been handled.



While you wait,

what if your guy decides to kill my dad



- because you didn't make the call?

- He doesn't move



unless I say so. He's a good dog.

He responds only to his master's voice.



It'll all be over soon.

The Keefes will be history,



your dad will be safe,

we'll both go back...



- What did you say?

- What?



His family's with him?



You're gonna kill his family too?



Somebody wants to send a big brash

message, that's their business.



I do my part, move on.



Oh, my God.






Hi, welcome to the Lux Atlantic.

Welcome to the Lux Atlantic.



Hi. Here are all your keys.



We're putting you in suite     .

Manager got that approved.



    ? We're in     .



-     . Beautiful suite.

- We're always in     .



Except, we've got a bad

plumbing problem in     .



     toilets are good.



They want us to switch rooms.



We made redundant reservations.

We can go to the Hilton.



Charles. The kids are exhausted.



- Who made the approval?

- Lisa Reisert.



It's OK, I know her.



- We need to sweep the room.

- Well, get on it.



Yes, sir.



Well, we've begun

our initial descent into Miami.



We'll have you on the ground soon. We

know you have many choices when you fly.



On behalf of the crew,

thank you for choosing Fresh Air.



- Seat in the upright position.

- How long till we land?



We should be touching down

in just a few minutes.



Ma'am. Please put

your seat up. Thank you.



In preparation for landing,

make sure your seat belts are fastened



and your seats in the upright

positions with tray tables stowed.



Thank you.



What's wrong now?



You hit me on the head and slammed

me against the wall, remember?



Well, suck it up.



We've come too far.

Don't blow it now.



Come on, sit up. Sit up, Leese.



We're almost there.



- Anything?

- Not much. A yacht.



Way out there. Fishing, I think.



- Call it in.

- Right away.



Flight attendants,

secure the cabin for arrival in Miami.



We have gate information for those

of you continuing your travel.



A gate attendant will help you.

Thank you for your patience



throughout this flight.

Have a pleasant day.



At the gate,

I'll follow you into the terminal,



we'll hit Starbucks,

grab a couple of lattes,



kill ten,    minutes till I get the call

that Keefe's been taken out.



And then I walk outta your life.



Once I'm outta your line of sight, I'll

call off Mr. Killer from outside Dad's



and then you're free.

Free to yell and scream,



call your dad, tell him to run

to the neighbor's. Sound good?



Whatever you say.



What, no questions?



What good have they done me so far?



Best question you've asked all night.



Flight attendants, please be seated.



Ladies and gentlemen,

on behalf of your Fresh Air crew,



we'd like to welcome you to Miami.



The weather is    and sunny.



- It's all clear down below.

- Catch much today?



Not yet, sir.



- Sorry for the intrusion, sir.

- Hey, no problem.



- You guys have a good one.

- Thanks.



- Good luck, fellas.

- Thanks.



Thirteen, sergeant one on central.



- All right, we're clear.

- OK, let's go.



Coast Guard says it's all clear.



Bring 'em up.



It happened in a parking lot.



The scar.



Two years ago.



In the middle of the day.



He held a knife to my throat



the whole time.



Ever since, I've been

trying to convince myself



of one thing, over and over.



That it was beyond your control.






That it would never happen again.



Excuse me.






I have a flight to catch. Sorry.



You all right?



Oh, God! We need help back here!



Oh, my God.



- Is anyone a doctor?!

- Excuse me. Sorry.



- A man needs help.

- Stay right there.



Help! Help!



- One minute, miss, please.

- We need a doctor!



Stay... OK, everyone, please

remain calm and return to your seats.



- There goes your pen, dude.

- We need an ambulance.



Hey, stop that woman.

She stabbed the guy!



We have an emergency.

Security to the M-  gate.



Attention, Security.



Request for assistance, code three,

gate M- . Security, code three.



- Did you see where she went?

- Right around the corner.



I'm really thirsty.



Hi. I'm Wendy

from airport food services.



- Have you dined at our terminal before?

- Yeah.



I used to...



Where did she go?






OK, we have a doctor for you.



Don't speak. You don't wanna

damage your vocal cords.



It doesn't look bad.

It's your windpipe.



It's not dangerous really. No, don't!



Sir. Sir!



- Hey, you need a hospital!

- Sir!



You're gonna have to fill out

a report to the police!



- That's my scarf!

- Whoa.



- Passengers for flight          

- Come on.



- We're boarding rows...

- Come on.



No! Shit!



Gate M- !



M- . M-  all the way up!



- Yeah, we're up there right now.

- M- !



Your attention. Arriving passengers

from Fresh Air flight    



please retrieve your baggage

at carousel number three.






Heads up!



Come on. Come on, close.



- Come on!

- Danny! Slow down, honey.



- Kids, be careful.

- Keep two on the roof, two downstairs.



- Fantastic.

- Nice.



Isn't this nice?



Welcome to Miami International Airport.



- Smoking is not allowed.

- As soon as I get in.



Keep your baggage with you

and report unattended baggage



to airport security. Thank you.



My car!



OK. Come on.






Shit! Jeez!



OK. OK, one more.



Got it.



Lux Atlantic Resort,

this is Cynthia...



- Put me through to Keefe's room!

- Lisa? What's going on?



You have got

to get Keefe out of that room.



- You already changed him.

- No, it's got nothing to...



Look, I think something's

gonna happen. You...



Listen, pull the fire alarm.



- What the hell are?

- Evacuate the hotel! Get everyone out!



You've got to go up there now

and physically tell them!



Tell them that Keefe is a target!



Cynthia, Keefe is a target!



- Somebody's going to kill him!

- Oh, shit.



Shit, shit.



Get people out!



Everybody, please make

your way toward the exit.



Everybody stay calm.

We need to evacuate the lobby.



OK, one more.

Come on, one more.



Damn it!






Mr. Keefe! Mr. Keefe!



- Hello!

- What's goin' on?



Something's happening. Lisa called.

Get Keefe outta here.



Code red! Get him outta here!

Come on! Move it!



- Sarah, we gotta hurry.

- Danny.



- Charles!

- Lydia!



- We gotta go.

- You got him?



- I got him!

- Everybody move! Rooftop! Go!



Everybody, right now!



- Get in the elevator!

- Let's go! Come on! Come on!



- I want everybody outta there!

- Move!



- Get in! Get in!

- Incoming!



Move, people, move!



Get down!



Oh, my God.



All right. Get him outta here.



- Come on, let's go!

- Get out! Come on.



- You OK?

- Yeah, we're OK.



Let's go, come on, come on!






- Dad.

- Lisa, what the hell?



- Did you call    ?

- I already did. Who is this?



- I can explain that. Are you OK?

- Am I OK? Come on.



- I have to call the hotel.

- Come on. Come on. Sit. Sit.



- OK. OK. You're OK.

- Yeah.



- OK.

- I'll get the first aid kit.



The cops are on the way.



- Lux Atlantic Resort.

- Cynthia, are you OK?



- Yeah.

- Is everyone else OK?



Yeah, yeah, sure,

we're all OK, I think.



You better get over here. I have

no idea how I'm gonna explain this.



OK. OK. I'm on my way.



Dad, I need your keys.

We have to get...









Oh, he's not dead.



I wanted him to see

what I'm gonna do to you first.






Come on.



You have to get up.



You see, Lisa, I never lie.



OK, so is this personal now?



Just finishin' the job.



Well, you're too late.

Everyone's alive.



In that hotel,

every single person is alive.



What, you didn't know?

You failed, Jack.



- I'll finish the job.

- Not in my house.



Where's your male-driven,

fact-based logic now, Jack?



I don't think that's what got you here.



Did you hear me?



This is     dispatch.

Is anyone there?



Yes. Hello.



I'm sorry it took so long.

We had an emergency downtown.



It says you had someone hit

in front of your house.



There is a man in my house

who's trying to kill me.



OK, if you can,

lock yourself in a room immediately.



Units are on the way.



Just hurry.






You're pathetic.



- We'll talk again.

- Don't move.



Come on, sweetheart.

Come on.



- Right over there. Right there.

- Excuse me.



- Jerry, what's your   ?

- Stand by.



- We got it covered.

- Are you OK?



- Yeah, I'm...

- Yeah?



Yeah, I mean



I think we had a really good night,

all things considered.



Just that one incident, really.



Cynthia, you did so good.



- Thank you.

- OK.



Excuse me. Ladies.



Mr. Keefe.



I'd like to thank you both.



- For my family, I thank you.

- Sir. We have to go.



Let's talk soon, yes?



- Roger that.

- Lisa!



This is the worst

experience we have ever had.



Do you have any idea

what we have been through?



- Well...

- First there was no reservation.



Then, our ceiling exploded.

I got chunks of plaster all over me.



I could get asthma.



I'm so sorry. Is there anything

we can do to make it up to you?



Yes. Start by cleaning house.



Get rid of her.

She is completely incompetent.



Absolutely. And cheeky too.



I see. Well...



Here's what you can do. Fill out

a comment card at our front desk.



A comment card? She asked us

to fill out a comment card.



You want us to fill

out a comment card?



Yes, I do. And after you finish,

you can go ahead



and just shove it up your ass.






- You are so my hero.

- Let's get outta here.



- Let's open the bar.

- Champagne?



- Oh, anything but a bay breeze.

- OK.


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