Amelia Page #5

for my seventh birthday

my father gave me a globe.

And I'd spend hours just spinning it slowly,

reading the names of all those strange,

faraway places.

Morocco. Spain. Ethiopia.

Dreaming that someday

I would go to those places,

like a wayfarer,

a traveler,

a vagabond.

I want to be free, George.

To be a vagabond of the air.

I'll help you get there.

Thanks.

Hello!

Give me the camera.

I am on my shining adventure,

flying the world.

No borders, just horizons.

Only freedom.

Dear G.P.,

You must know again

my reluctance to marry,

my feeling

that I shatter thereby my life in flying,

which means so much to me.

In this connection,

I may have to keep some place

where I can go to be myself now and then,

for I cannot guarantee to endure at all

the confinements of

even an attractive cage.

"In our life together,

"I shall not hold you

to any medieval code of faithfulness to me

"nor shall I consider myself

bound to you similarly.

"I must exact a cruel promise.

"And that is, you will let me go in a year

"if we find no happiness together. "

Only you, my dear Amelia,

could say those brutal words to me

and still have me wanting to be with you.

Forever.

Amelia, do you promise to love,

honor and obey this man...

Excuse me, sir?

May we take that back a bit, please?

Love, yes, if it's warranted.

Honor, same thing.

Obey, I can't promise that

under any circumstances,

but the groom understands that.

Please remove "obey" from the prayer

so we can wrap this up

before the bride runs off.

I now pronounce you man and wife.

Announcing

the first Women's Air Derby,

racing from Santa Monica to Cleveland.

Yeah, that's fine.

What's this we're hearing?

Advance press release.

The gentlemen who are running the Derby

are about to announce

the race has to end west of the Rockies.

- What?

- Mmm-hmm.

That's absurd,

they're cutting out half the route.

What are they thinking?

They're thinking that it would be bad press

when you girls

start smashing into the Rocky Mountains.

How dare they? I'm gonna have

a word with these gentlemen.

Wait, wait, wait. No, no.

Come here and walk with me.

I think it would benefit women fliers

everywhere if Amelia won the Derby.

You know, the publicity

would put the race and all of you

up there with the boys.

Well, maybe I'll win the race myself.

Well, you can't win if your plane doesn't

pass the final inspection.

And let me predict that it won't.

- Well, that's a threat.

- No. A prediction.

Amelia's the one who said I shouldn't

let anybody turn me around.

Yeah, she probably meant me.

Well, obviously

she doesn't see me as a threat.

Oh, sure, she does.

She just doesn't care.

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