Women in the Wind

[first lines]

[a biplane roars into the frame. Fade to the front page of the fictional New York Recorder:
"ACE BOREMAN DUE SOON, CIRCLING THE WORLD WITHIN EIGHTY HOURS; FLYER NEARS NEW YORK; RECORD WELL IN HAND; SHIP STILL GOES WELL; Ace Boreman's world-circling airplane, Polly, passed over the liner Normandie at 8:00 o'clock..." Closeup on Ace and Stuffy in the cockpit, cut to a view of the southern tip of Manhattan, and back to the cockpit]

Ace Boreman:
There she is!

'Stuffy' McInnes:
[blankly] What "she" are you talkin' about? Don't tell me you see a dame this high up.

Ace Boreman:
[laughing] I'm talking about New York.

'Stuffy' McInnes:
[deadpan] Oh. Well, don't put skirts on it.

Ace Boreman:
I guess there'll only be one girl in your life, eh Stuffy?

'Stuffy' McInnes:
[puzzled] Yeah? Who's that?

Ace Boreman:
This one: Polly.

'Stuffy' McInnes:
Polly's different. She can't talk back.

[Polly rolls out of view as the scene fades to a ticker tape parade. Ace and Stuffy are in the back seat of an open touring car, waving at the throng, and covered with streamers and confetti]

Ace Boreman:
I bet you never got this many cheers when you were a fighter, eh Stuffy?

'Stuffy' McInnes:
Nah, all I ever heard was the referee countin'

Ace Boreman:
And half the time you couldn't hear that.

Ace Boreman:
[Stuffy gives him a dirty look] Wave to the free people, Stuffy.

'Stuffy' McInnes:
...I thought you was on the level [with Janet] .

Ace Boreman:
On the level? Oh, you know me better than that, Stuffy. You know my motto: Feed 'em, fly 'em, and forget 'em. [Ace doesn't realize that Janet has overheard this exchange]

[Janet flies Ace to her country cottage]

Ace Boreman:
[as they enter the front gate] Nice place here.

Janet Steele:
Think so?

Ace Boreman:
Yeah, but I'm getting a little jealous.

Janet Steele:
Why jealous?

Ace Boreman:
I thought we were gonna be alone, and I find a flock of chickens to keep us company. Tell me, whaddya do with 'em, sweet?

Janet Steele:
I've got a system all my own.

Ace Boreman:
Oh, you have, huh?

Janet Steele:
Mmm, hmm. I feed 'em, fry 'em, and forget 'em!

[last lines]

Denny Corson:
...I hope you're not mad at me.

Janet Steele:
Mad at you? I could kiss you! [starts toward him]

Denny Corson:
You're going the wrong way. [he turns her toward Ace. Janet and Ace kiss]