[Sofi Tukke's "Good Time Girl"]
[upbeat pop music]
♪ ♪
- ♪ You can call me the good time girl ♪
♪ When I said it out loud, it didn't sound as good ♪
♪ I couldn't be as proud of my original thought ♪
♪ I'm not trying to whisper what should be barked ♪
♪ But I can't imagine being out of control ♪
♪ Or knocked off the top, my head and I ♪
♪ When I'm all alone but we're in my prime ♪
♪ Don't want the throne when I'm doing just fine ♪
♪ Just so long as I'm having a real good time ♪
♪ ♪
♪ But I'm having a very good time ♪
♪ ♪
♪ You can call me the good time girl ♪
- Ladies and gentlemen, this is Broadway Junction,
Transfer is available to the L, N, H trains.
[train car rumbles]
Ladies and gentlemen, because of construction,
two trains between-- - Oh, shit.
[dramatic jazz music]
♪ ♪
- You gotta brush your teeth
'cause we're running a little late today, okay?
[phone rings]
- Davey, hi, listen, I really can't talk.
I'm gonna miss my flight.
- Oh, yeah, I just want to check in
about the New York trip real quick
'cause, you know, Rick's getting nervous.
- Nervous, what are you talking about?
And it's, like, weeks away, isn't it?
- Yeah, yes, it's four days away.
- Oh, shit, really? Four days, are you serious?
- Yeah, and the girls are excited
to see their Aunt Cassie,
They're too young to realize she's a terrible planner.
- Okay, you put those knives away right now.
That is not fair.
You admit, you're probably standing
in your kitchen right now just so jealous
of my super fun life.
- Maybe, but not when you throw it in my face like that.
- I know that was very, very hard
for you to admit, so I love you so much for saying that.
Listen, we're gonna have the best trip.
- Hey. - Oh, fuck!
- Whoa! - Who are you?
- I'm Ethan. - What?
- From last night. - Cassie?
- How did you get in here? - We met at the bar.
- Cassie? - Yes, your words.
How'd you get in my apartment? - You texted me right here.
- Hello?
- You told me to use the key above the door thing--
the door frame. - Okay.
- And we were supposed to meet here at 2:00.
- Ethan, oh, my God, okay, I'm starting to remember.
- Cassie?
- I think I was very, very drunk.
That's on me. Okay, I'm sorry.
I remember you now. Davey, hi.
- Hey. - Sorry, hi, I'm okay.
Yeah, that was very loud. I'm fine though.
- You okay? - I gotta go.
I'll call you later. - Okay, but I--
I gotta shower. - Okay.
- No, no, no, not in a fun way.
Sorry, I think you gotta go 'cause I gotta leave,
but thank you for the effort. Good job.
[Sofi Tukker's "Energia"]
♪ ♪
- Good morning. - Good morning, Megan.
- We were taking bets to see how late you were going to be.
- Oh, I want in.
Is perfectly on time still available?
Wow, I win. - Ah, yay.
♪ ♪
[playful jazz music]
♪ ♪
[PA beeps]
- The captain has illuminated the "fasten seatbelt" sign.
Please take your seats.
- Hi, it's Erika, right? I'm Cassie.
Are you okay?
- I'm worried that if the plane falls out of the sky,
everybody will die.
- That was dark.
That is not going to happen, okay?
You are very, very safe.
But, you know, if something goes wrong,
between me, my flight attendants,
and the captain,
we're gonna take such good care of you.
- How? Can you fly?
- Okay, I'm not supposed to tell you this,
but yes I can.
Don't tell anyone.
[PA beeps]
- Oh, hey, I was just looking for you.
- Oh, is there something I can get you, Mr. Sokolov?
- It's Alex, and you're Cassie.
- Yeah, someone was paying attention
when the captain made his announcements.
Good job.
- I was just wondering if I could get
a scotch on the rocks.
- Yes, of course.
You know, we have little buttons there
that you can push, and we'll just come bring you
anything you want. - Oh, you got buttons?
- Mm-hmm. - Ah, yeah.
- You don't have to come chase us down.
- I knew that. - Mm.
- Just wanted to stretch my legs.
- Mm.
- You know, these long flights. They can get a little tedious.
- Mm, you know, that might have something to do
with your very depressing reading material.
I mean, "Crime and Punishment"?
- This book's amazing.
- Okay, tell me how it works out
for any of the women in that book.
I just am more of a "Doctor Zhivago"
kind of girl. - Really?
- Yeah.
- Yeah, well, that book's messy.
- What's wrong with messy?
[upbeat pop music]
♪ ♪
Ooh, sorry.
♪ ♪
[knock at door]
♪ ♪
- You're laying it on pretty thick with 3C.
- Mm-hmm. - Uh, hi, my name is Cassie.
You must be one of those nosy, overly-interested people
I've been hearing all about.
- And don't you have the full cabin,
not just that one seat? - Okay, it's harmless.
He is harmless, plus I am seeing someone now.
- Oh, really? - Uh-huh.
- Really, who?
No. - Yes.
- No. - Oh, he's hairy.
- No, absolutely not.
- I would take them all home if I could.
My apartment doesn't allow pets,
and you have a backyard. He would be so happy.
- No, I am not adopting a rabbit from that shelter, no.
- His name's Elvis. - Elvis, oh.
- What is your obsession with rescuing
every single animal on this planet?
- No one knows.
- Really, Shane, you cannot live off those nuts.
- Let me be me.
- - So what is your deal with 3 - C? - [chuckles]
- Shane, can I get a scotch on the rocks and vodka please?
- Oh, just because you didn't answer my question
doesn't mean it isn't happening in front of all of us.
- Shane, can you make Jada stop harassing me, please.
- I'm sure they have a lot in common.
I mean, they're both on this flight.
- Aren't you supposed to be in economy plus on this flight?
- Bye. - Bye.
- You could be nicer.
- What? She started it.
I am totally nice. I am professional.
I am kind. - Don't drink--
Cassie, Cassie, Cassie.
You poured that for her. - I am so sorry.
She asked.
- Here you go, sir.
- I don't know how to follow up the--
- [chuckles]
- Will you have dinner with me?
- Okay, that was, like, a super cute moment,
but we're really not supposed to do that, so...
- Okay, well, Bangkok can be really magical.
Will you think about it?
- Thank you. - Watch your step, sweetie.
Bye-bye, thank you.
- Hi, cell's on the back if you decide to break the rules.
Thank you.
- You are so professional. - Oh, please.
You think I'm gonna call him? - Bye-bye.
- I don't need a man to show me the magic of Bangkok.
- Mm-hmm. - Thank you.
[ABBA's "Voulez-Vous"]
- ♪ Voulez-vous ♪
♪ Ain't no big decision ♪
♪ You know what to do ♪
♪ La question c'est voulez-vous ♪
♪ ♪
[indistinct chatter]
- Okay.
[Karen O and Danger Mouse's "WOMAN"]
♪ ♪
♪ And you want it ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Then you take it ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Forget what you see when you close your eyes ♪
♪ Girl, you'll make it ♪
♪ ♪
♪ I'm a woman, what you see ♪
♪ What you see ain't what I need, oh ♪
♪ ♪
♪ You don't want it ♪
♪ ♪
♪ I'm a woman, what you see ♪
♪ It run through me, it run through me ♪
♪ I'm a woman, what you see ♪
♪ It run through me ♪
♪ It run through me, oh ♪
♪ I'm a woman, I'm a woman, yeah ♪
[Wham!'s "Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go"]
- ♪ Don't leave me hanging on like a yo-yo ♪
♪ Wake me up before you go-go ♪
♪ I don't wanna miss it when you hit that high ♪
♪ Wake me up before you go-go ♪
- Mm!
Vodka, no.
[groans]
Oh.
[sighs] Ugh.
Jesus, Alex, what did we do last night?
[dramatic jazz music]
♪ ♪
[gasping]
♪ ♪
I--
♪ ♪
[Wham!'s "Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go"]
- ♪ Wake me up before you go-go ♪
♪ Don't leave me hanging on like a yo-yo ♪
♪ Wake me up ♪
[dramatic jazz music]
♪ ♪
- ♪ Wake me up before you go-go ♪
♪ Don't leave me hanging on ♪
- Okay, okay, okay, fuck.
[phone rings]
- Guest service. How may I assist you?
- Fuck, fuck, fuck.
What are you doing? What are you doing?
Fuck, what the fuck are you doing?
- ♪ Wake me up before you go-go ♪
♪ Don't leave me hanging on ♪
- Okay, okay, just--
[phone vibrates]
- Motherfucker.
[phone vibrates]
- Okay, just--
- Work phone, and I'm literally about to just crush
so much fish. Can it wait?
- What, no, hey, hey, I was trying to remember--
who's the girl--
the Italian girl--actually, she was an American girl.
She was in Italy, and the murder thing,
but she was--she was innocent.
- Are you talking about Amanda Knox?
- Yeah, did she call the police--the Italian police?
Did they come?
Do you know the-- what happened there?
- Mm, they arrested her.
Cass, why are you asking me about Amanda Knox?
- Uh, no reason. We were on the plane.
We were talking about how funny it would be
to be arrested in a foreign country.
It was funny.
We were laughing really hard about it.
- Yeah, no, totally, that sounds super funny.
I mean, you know how I love to help you
with late night trivia, like, when the Internet exists.
Where are you?
- Uh, I don't--this place is so pretty, where I am.
- Yeah, no, okay, that's not an answer.
Let's see.
[soft dramatic music]
Bangkok--oh, speaking of getting arrested
in foreign countries, do not get arrested there.
The laws are, like, byzantine.
- Right. [laughs nervously]
Yeah, how did you know that I'm in Bangkok?
- Oh, when we all took that girl's trip to Tulum,
we turned on our Find Friend thing 'cause, like, kidnapping,
and, yeah, you just never turned yours off, so...
Listen, you're not, like, actually in trouble
or something, are you?
- No, I'm...
♪ ♪
Hungover in Thailand.
You know me, just-- - Yeah.
[phone vibrates]
Listen, babe, I have to go, but I love you.
Call me when you get back, okay?
Safe travels.
[dramatic jazz music]
♪ ♪
- Ow!
Fuck.
♪ ♪
[gasps]
[knock at door]
- Housekeeping.
- No, no, no, no, no, hi. - Mr. Sokolov?
- No, no, sorry, sorry, sorry, he's still asleep.
You can come back later.
- Thank you.
- No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Fuck, fuck.
♪ ♪
Okay, okay.
♪ ♪
[phone rings]
Oh, fuck.
Davey. - Hey.
- This is not really a good time.
- Hey, I was thinking of ordering all of us passes
to the Natural History Museum.
- Yeah, okay, fine, go ahead.
I mean, no, wait, what are you--I'm doing that.
I'm taking the kids to the museum.
What are you talking about?
- Right, I just would feel better--
I think everything would be fun if we all went.
We have to make a big deal out of it?
- No, you're right.
You should probably just get them.
I'm pretty busy.
Okay. - Okay, great.
[sighs]
[breathes deeply]
♪ ♪
Hi, I need a--I need a scarf. Like a--
♪ ♪
[panting]
[knocking at door]
- [sighs]
You ready?
Why do you look like Norma Desmond?
[scoffs] Okay, you know what?
I adore you and your charades,
but I'm not missing the van again.
- [sighs]
♪ ♪
Oh, my God, oh, God.
♪ ♪
Wait, wait.
♪ ♪
[indistinct chatter]
♪ ♪
Oh, my God, oh, my God.
[blade slashing]
Where are you gonna take me next?
Cheers to not playing hard to get at all.
- Why would we?
[sirens blare]
- [hyperventilating]
- Hey, hey.
- You all right? - Yes, yes, thank you.
♪ ♪
- Look who decided to show up.
- Looking good, Bowden.
- We have this guy again.
Maybe you should have missed the flight.
- Should we go? - Yes, let's go.
- Great. - Let's go, let's go.
- Mm-hmm.
[PA beeps]
- The tower has us on a delay.
Hopefully we'll be moving shortly.
- Why is there a delay? That's odd, right?
- There's always a delay. Who knows?
- Yeah, but I-- yeah, that's true.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, there is.
[soft dramatic music]
♪ ♪
[plane rumbles]
Here we go.
[sighs]
[breathes deeply]
Oh, God, you have got to fucking calm down.
♪ ♪
Okay.
♪ ♪
You made it on the plane. Get to Seoul.
Back to New York, and then you're free, all right?
Because you did nothing wrong.
- You honestly can't think of one thing you did wrong?
[eerie music]
♪ ♪
- Okay, what the-- what the fuck?
[stammering] Where am I? Why am I back in this room?
Where is the plane?
- How do you think you're getting away with any of this?
- What?
I'm not trying to get away with anything.
I didn't do anything.
- Huh, well, even if you didn't kill me,
you at least broke a few laws--
- Wait, wait, I did not kill you, okay?
I am not that kind of drunk.
I am public nudity, yelling in the subway
kind of drunk, okay? - [sighs]
- I'm not violent.
- No, you can't remember what happened, though,
so you're also a blackout drunk.
- Excuse me? You don't even know me.
- I know you didn't call the police
to tell them something happened to me.
- I woke up covered in your blood.
No one was gonna believe anything that I said.
♪ ♪
- It is a lot of blood.
- Why would someone wanna kill you?
- You did read that article online
about that guy who got sentenced to five years
in Thailand for littering.
- I did read about that. Oh, my God, oh, my God.
- Also, you cleaned up the crime scene,
so that's another strike against you.
- What? No, I didn't.
Okay, I did just a little bit--
just a tiny bit, just my parts.
I didn't mean to.
I just--I probably did a terrible fucking job.
Oh, fuck.
[knock at door]
[gasps]
- You wanna get that?
- Hi, don't you work here?
- Yes, yes, I do.
- [sighs]
Tell me you weren't drinking in there.
- Okay, I don't know what was going on in there,
but I was definitely not drinking.
- Okay, that's hardly reassuring.
Can you just get it together?
- Yeah, it's just-- have you seen that bald guy?
Who is he? He keeps staring at me.
He's really creeping me out.
- That's just the new air marshal.
It's his job to stare at things.
Okay, you are so out of it.
What the hell did you do with that guy last night?
- I didn't do-- I stayed in the hotel, okay?
If you don't believe me, call and ask 'em.
[phone rings]
- [speaking Thai]
- Hi, yes, I am trying to reach one of your guests,
Alex Sokolov.
- Just a moment, ma'am.
[phone rings]
I'm sorry, ma'am. There is no answer.
- No, well, I was supposed to have a meeting
with him this morning.
Could you please have housekeeping check on his room?
- Of course.
[tense music]
♪ ♪
- Housekeeping.
♪ ♪
Mr. Sokolov?
♪ ♪
- Thank you.
♪ ♪
- [screams] - [shouts]
- Sorry. - Why are you screaming?
- I'm-- - What's going on?
- Hi, hello. - I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to scare you. - Nope. Can I help you?
- I asked for a soda. This is vodka.
- Oh. [chuckles]
Sorry, I misunderstood you. I thought you wanted both.
- Can I just get a soda please? - Absolutely.
- We'll bring it right to you. - Yes.
What is his fucking problem?
- Okay, are you seriously
trying to get the air marshal drunk?
'Cause that would be crazy and highly illegal.
- I am not, okay? I heard him wrong.
He needs to just chill out.
- Okay, that's literally the opposite of his job.
What is up with you?
- Okay, listen, I did go out last night.
I'm a little bit hungover. I don't wanna get into it.
It's not a big deal.
- That you went out - with the guy in 3 - C?
- What? No, no.
- Well, Shane said that he said he and Jada
both think that you went out with 3C.
- I--oh, my God, you're talking about this?
Why are you talking about this? - Don't be stupid, Cassie.
Of course we're talking about this.
What else are we gonna talk about?
- Here's the thing-- I'm never gonna say
I went out with 3C because I didn't, okay?
For the last time, I didn't. I didn't go out with him.
What? - Calm down.
- Okay. - All right.
- [chuckles]
- Like it's the end of the world...
- No. - That you went out with him.
Doesn't even matter. - I know.
I didn't. [chuckles]
[eerie music]
- I'm staying at this hotel.
♪ ♪
[gasps]
[dramatic jazz music]
[phone rings]
♪ ♪
[phone rings]
♪ ♪
[phone rings]
♪ ♪
[phone rings]
♪ ♪
- Sokolov residence.
- Yes, hello, this is Special Agent Kim Hammond
with the FBI.
May I please speak with Edward or Janet Sokolov?
- This is Janet Sokolov.
May I ask what this is regarding?
- Yes, ma'am, I know this is hard,
but I have a few questions for you
about your son.
- I'm sorry, what about Alex?
- I am so sorry.
I thought--
I thought that the State Department
had informed you.
- What happened to Alex? Is he all right?
Is he hurt? Tell me.
♪ ♪
- Ladies and gentlemen,
welcome to Incheon National Airport.
We will be taxiing on an active runway
for the next few moments, so please stay seated
with your seatbelts securely fastened.
But feel free to use
your approved electronic devices at this time.
We'll give you more information when we reach the gate.
Thank you so much for flying with us.
On behalf of your friendly crew here at Imperial Atlantic,
welcome to Seoul.
♪ ♪
- It said, "Alex Sokolov."
3C was Mr. Sokolov. It ain't rocket science.
- I'd like for it to not be someone that was on our flight.
Thank you.
- Well, people aren't immune to unfortunate things
just because they fly Imperial Atlantic.
- You will never work in marketing.
- Cassie, you talked to him a lot.
Give us some details. - No, I didn't.
I mean, I served him.
He wanted scotch on the rocks-- a bunch of them.
- Oh, my God.
I thought he was winking at you earlier,
but now I see it's just a series of small strokes.
- Yeah, I was nice to him exactly one time.
[sighs] - You okay?
- - What? - Yeah.
Just, like, need to take a bath or something.
- No, no, no, come to dinner with us.
I'm gonna make Jada buy you the drinks that you like.
- [laughs] Will I, though?
- I'm a little bit tired.
I really should just get some sleep.
- Good night.
- You know, I could stay in if you like.
- No, no, no, you go.
Just bring me back some yummy food, okay?
- You sure? - Yeah, yeah, yeah.
- That's mine. Thank you, thank you.
[breathes deeply]
[soft dramatic music]
♪ ♪
- Being a flight attendant seems like fun.
- It is. - Right?
- Mm-hmm. - Good, I feel validated.
- Do you? - [chuckles]
- It is fun.
You know, I get to see all these beautiful places
and I don't know-- look at passengers
right in the eye and say the word "trash."
It's great.
♪ ♪
- But all the new,
it must get lonely sometimes.
- What? No.
♪ ♪
No.
- Was that an awkward question? Okay, that's okay.
Let me get a sweater. - No, wait, no, don't.
- Don't go anywhere. - I'm not.
I don't want--no, I don't know.
Maybe you're right a little bit.
I guess it does kind of get lonely.
Just I'm so used to it,
and I just don't get too close to people and keep a distance.
And, you know what? It's a lot of first dates.
- I'm jealous, really.
I never date, and when I do, I make bad choices.
- Well, your streak continues. - I don't think so.
If you are bad at first dates,
then the fact that this is going so great is--
- Did you just say it's going so great?
♪ ♪
- Shut up.
- [breathes deeply]
♪ ♪
[inhales]
I need ice for that.
You do not need ice for this, mm-mm.
You do not need ice for this.
You just don't wanna be alone right now
so you are trying--you are...
[breathing quickly]
[eerie music]
Oh, God, I'm so sorry.
So sorry...
[sobs] But I do need--I do need ice.
[soft dramatic music]
♪ ♪
This is not gonna be good. This is gonna be bad for you.
This is not-- - Hey.
- Ugh. - Ice, huh?
I was just at the gym.
Gotta keep it tight in case...
- In case what?
- In case that fun thing that happened last summer
in Seoul happens again.
- Yeah, I was very drunk, so... - Sure, sure.
But, I mean, when aren't you drunk, right?
Got it, sorry. Sleeping alone.
- Okay, get in--get in there.
Let's go. - What are you--what's wrong?
♪ ♪
- Been thinking a lot about my dad today.
He's dead, so...
♪ ♪
I think my ice is melting. - Almost there.
Can you just--
I'm gonna straighten up real quick.
Just give me one minute.
- You saw a man you slept with
bleeding from the throat, dead today.
Very, very dead.
[mantis clicks and hisses]
- [screams] Oh, God.
- Are you okay?
- Yeah, I'm fine, but, God,
everyone keeps asking me that.
It's, like, hysterical. Am I okay?
Yes, I'm fine.
I just dropped my-- I just dropped my ice.
But, you know, I think I should probably, like--
I should probably just chill for tonight, so I'm gonna--
- Wait, wait, we're gonna--
- That thing just looked at me, and you still wanna hook up?
I--I really-- I really don't think
that we should do that, so, yeah, I'm just gonna...
[dramatic jazz music]
[gasping]
Oh.
Mm. [gasps]
[hyperventilating]
[eerie music]
♪ ♪
[hyperventilating]
♪ ♪
[tender music]
♪ ♪
[distorted car horn blaring]
[eerie music]
♪ ♪
You can't do this anymore.
You are going to go home, gonna be a new person.
It never happened to you, so...
[phone chimes]
[soft dramatic music]
Where's my ID?
No, no, no, no, no, no, no. Where's my ID?
Where's my fucking ID? No, no, no.
♪ ♪
- Are you gonna read it again?
♪ ♪
No. [laughs nervously]
Oh, my God.
Why am I back in this fucking room?
- Maybe you're not done with it yet.
- I am 100% done with it, yeah.
[stammering] So are you doing this to me?
Did you do this?
- Well, I don't know. I'm just laying here.
- Are you even Alex? Because I'm--
- I mean, you think I am, so, yeah, I'm Alex.
- You are being way too casual about this mindfuck!
Where's my ID, and why am I holding your stupid book?
- You don't remember?
- You drank just as much as I did.
Stop judging me!
Okay, if I left my ID in this room,
I am so screwed.
Oh, my God, I cannot remember anything after dinner.
Like, what the fuck did we do?
It's just these little flashes in my memory.
- That's good.
That means you didn't totally black out.
That's a positive, right?
- You were there that night. Can't you tell me anything?
- Cassie, I think we both get that I'm not exactly
the Alex you were with that night.
♪ ♪
- But--wait a minute.
Where's the-- where's the blood?
Where's all the blood? - Cassie.
[knocking] Cassie, it's me.
[siren blaring]
Yummy food.
[knocking]
Okay, missed you tonight. If you want it, call me.
- [whispers] Annie, Annie, Annie, Annie.
[phone rings]
Please pick up, Annie, please.
- Hey, fancy lawyer, We're ready for you.
[phone vibrating]
- Come on, Annie.
♪ ♪
- It's Annie. That's all you get.
[phone beeps]
♪ ♪
- [sighs]
- All right, so Alex Sokolov, vice president of operations
at this Unisphere Asset place.
Wall Street, huh?
- Van, please, space.
So lots of travel to China, Cyprus.
Foreign agent, foreign assets? - Or maybe he just--
- Yeah, go ahead and draw that straight line
connecting China and Cyprus for me.
I'll wait.
Bangkok police are checking 17 million security cameras.
All has to go through state, though.
- Mm, so we get the fun job of quizzing the flight crew
when they land.
- I got a pal at CIA who says flight attendants
are the most likely to be foreign assets
because of the unfettered travel.
- One of these Imperial Atlantic employees
is secretly a spy with all the answers.
Come on, Kimmy.
- Mm-mm, mm-mm. Do you have a desk?
[dramatic jazz music]
♪ ♪
- Yes, I'll tell them.
- Watch your step. Thank you.
- Thanks.
- Oh, my God, I'm so happy to be home.
- So they would like the first class cabin crew
to wait at Gate B31 after we're clear.
Apparently the authorities would like to speak with us.
- Um... [clears throat] The police?
- That's usually what "the authorities" means.
- Why would they wanna speak to us?
I mean, we're just-- we're just flight attendants.
- Ladies and gentlemen,
welcome to John F. Kennedy International Airport.
♪ ♪
- Paging Cassandra Bowden.
- Cassandra Bowden?
Cassandra Bowden, may I ask where you're heading?
- Cassandra Bowden, please report to gate B31.
- Did you, like, try and flee?
- [whispers] Fuck off.
[eerie music]
♪ ♪
- Should we get more? - Yes.
- I think so too. Can we get more?
♪ ♪
- Megan Briscoe.
[light dramatic music]
♪ ♪
- Honestly, I don't think
I even spoke with Mr. Sokolov, so...
- So, wait, was he some kind of weird sleeper agent
for the Russian government?
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- [speaks Russian]
- This is--I'm tired. Can I go?
- I studied Russian.
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- Are you allowed to say how he was killed?
Because I'm so curious.
- If I had any pertinent information
pertaining to this case,
of course I would tell you, but no.
- Well, he's the type that would order
an extra olive, if you know what I mean.
Pure downtown fluff.
- Oh, Cassie? - Cassie.
Yes, he spoke a lot to Cassie, 3C.
- Cassie?
Yes, I believe that Cassie did take care of him.
I mean--not took care of him. She dealt with him more.
Yes, yes, she spoke with him more, yes.
- He was really hot, so I don't blame her.
- They were flirting...
heavy... a lot.
- Yes, she's my best friend.
- You should take that--flirting.
- No, I don't know
where she went after we landed,
so, no, that's--
basically, that's none of my business, so...
but, um...
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All right, listen.
- So what is this room used for?
- I think it's some kind of security office.
Yeah, dolphin's kind of creepy, huh?
Ms. Bowden, I'm Special Agent Kim Hammond.
This Special Agent Van White.
Let me start by gently pointing out
that fleeing an interview
is not the best way for us to meet.
- Oh, no, I wasn't fleeing. - Yeah.
The rest of the first class cabin crew waited as requested.
- Yeah, I know.
These international flights,
they just turn my brain to mush.
I was on autopilot, but I'm here now.
- We appreciate your time.
- Do you think I need my union rep or anything?
- Do you think you need your union rep or anything?
- This is just a simple, cursory interview
to get some background information
on Alexander Sokolov's travel to Bangkok,
and, frankly, we could just really use your cooperation.
- Oh, of course.
I don't know why I'm so nervous.
I wanna help, so...
- Good.
So you spoke to Mr. Sokolov.
- You know, we spoke a few times--
like, drink orders and that kind of thing.
- Did you see Mr. Sokolov after the flight landed in Bangkok
outside of the airport?
- Why would I...
[eerie music]
- I think they know you're lying.
[distorted voice] Know you're lying.
- Damn it, not now.
- So tricky.
What would your lawyer friend-- what's her name, Annie?
What would Annie say?
- Okay, what do you mean? How do you know about Annie?
- Oh, there's all kinds of information
tucked away in here.
- Okay, listen, I blacked out.
I blacked out.
If I don't remember it, then it didn't happen, okay?
That's the answer. That's just what it is.
Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, um--
- What?
- I didn't know you could do that.
- [chuckles] I'm dead.
I'm not missing my legs.
- Okay, seriously, what is this?
Am I going fucking insane? Where are we?
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I--oh, no.
- I think you remember more than you think you do.
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[indistinct chatter]
- Mmm. - See?
You do like squid ink pasta, or you're pretending.
Thank you. - Very good, thank you.
Squid ink.
- My business associate might stop by later tonight
to chat about our meeting tomorrow.
[dramatic jazz music]
- Oh, my God.
There was someone else there.
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[glass shattering]
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Who was that woman?
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