Book Club Page #3
- Why?
Because you never met anybody
who's been in a plane crash.
- And you want to know why?
- Why?
Because they're all dead.
are affecting you already.
[chuckles] I think so.
Oh, my God.
What... What takes you
to Arizona?
Oh, my...
- My daughters live there.
- Hmm.
Well, that should be fun.
Not exactly.
They're kind of
forcing me to go.
Why?
[sighs] Well...
my husband,
he died last year, so...
Plane crash?
[laughs]
Oh! You didn't say that.
- Sorry, that was a bad joke.
- That's okay.
- I'm really sorry for your loss.
- I'm sorry, too. No, well...
Thank you, that's sweet.
Thank you so much.
- Yeah...
- [thump]
- Oh!
- [woman] Hey!
[shrieks]
[groans]
Oh, I'm sorry. Oh, my God.
[whispers]
Oh, this is terrible.
- Wow.
- I'm so...
[stammers] That was the jet bridge
and we're still on the ground.
- We're still on the ground?
- Yeah.
I'm so terribly sorry.
[groans]
- I'm quite all right.
- Okay.
Anything I can do to make
your flight more comfortable.
I appreciate that,
thank you so much.
[pop music playing]
[inaudible]
[whispers] Oh, Jesus.
[sighs]
Oh, wow.
[sighs] Oh...
Oh.
Okay.
[whispers]
Give me a break, okay?
This...
[scoffs]
[Vivian] Whoa!
[groans]
[groans] Oh, my God, yes.
- You know, I was wondering.
- Huh?
That must have been one heck
of a book you were reading.
May I ask what it was?
- Moby Dick. That's what it was.
- Moby Dick.
Uh-huh. Melville.
I didn't realize Christian Grey
had a nickname.
- Enjoy Arizona.
- Yeah, sure, of course.
Not a problem.
[assistant, over intercom] Miss O'Donnell,
I have an Arthur Riley for you.
Is that so?
Take a message.
[Arthur]
Take a message?
Really?
[sighs]
I didn't realize that...
[clears throat]
that you were here.
We just saw each other
in the lobby two days ago.
Pity. They say the memory
- What's the first thing to go?
- Can't remember.
I'm impressed.
- How did you find me?
- Google.
- Google?
- Yeah, it's a service on the computer.
Yeah, I know Google.
Oh, well, I'm younger than
you, so I didn't know...
Oh, cute. Cute.
What do you say?
May a gentleman buy you
a cup of coffee?
Well, a gentleman
certainly may.
Do you know of one?
It was the mid-'80s.
I became obsessed
with risk management.
You obsessed with work?
That's crazy.
I know, right?
Shocking!
I could see the system
was set up for trouble.
Of course, none of the men
in my firm believed me.
Well, men can be a little
slow on the uptake.
Bad for them, good for me.
And, um...
No!
Like I said,
I'm way too good...
at forecasting risk.
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