Pan Am | Maggie's Unexpected Romance (ft. Christina Ricci) | Love Love

Congressman Rawlings, I'm Maggie Ryan, your Pan Am stewardess. Of course, how could I forget? Well, I wanted to apologize again for the trouble on the flight. That's not necessary, Miss Ryan. Maggie. Maggie? Comes with the territory. Can't have a circus without a clown or two. Congressman, if you don't mind my saying so, your position on nuclear weapons, it's wrong-headed. We need a testing ban. Well, that's an awfully simplistic view of things. So you're saying that 11 of our greatest atomic scientists, including Einstein, are simplistic? Einstein didn't have to man a sentry post in Korea and stare down the Chinese army. And you did? Yes. Look, I support regulation, but banning nuclear weapons testing is just plain naive. Well, I bet I can change your mind. No, you can't. But I'll give you three flights of stairs a try. Okay. Every industrial... Take the Cuban Missile Crisis. Take it where? The perfect example of the need for better dialogue between the superpowers. Dialogue? Have you met Khrushchev? No. Arrogant. Lots of ear hair. Right. Of course, you know Khrushchev. Well, my point was, is... I realize you're in my room. Well, that's because I haven't finished yet. What's this? Cognac. B.S.O.P. I know what it is. I'm not here for a nightcap. Indulge me. You're not going to make your argument with this. And you're not going to make yours without it. Enough of my job. Tell me about traveling the world. You must have seen some pretty exotic places. Sure. Potsdam, Yalta, Hiroshima. What was that? What? You snorted. No, I didn't. That was definitely a snort. Uh, a chortle. Maybe a chuckle. You're not taking me seriously, are you? You've made it this far and I haven't called security.