Up in the Air2009

Natalie:
Hungry much?

Ryan:
Our business expense allots forty dollars each for dinner. I plan on grabbing as many miles as I can.

Natalie:
Okay, you got to fill me in on the miles thing. What is that about? You're talking about, like, frequent flyer miles?

Ryan:
You really want to know?

Natalie:
I'm dying to know.

Ryan:
I don't spend a nickel, if I can help it, unless it somehow profits my mileage account.

Natalie:
So, what are you saving up for? Hawaii? South of France?

Ryan:
It's not like that. The miles are the goal.

Natalie:
That's it? You're saving just to save?

Ryan:
Let's just say that I have a number in mind and I haven't hit it yet.

Natalie:
That's a little abstract. What's the target?

Ryan:
I'd rather not...

Natalie:
Is it a secret target?

Ryan:
It's ten million miles.

Natalie:
Okay. Isn't ten million just a number?

Ryan:
Pi's just a number.

Natalie:
Well, we all need a hobby. No, I- I- I don't mean to belittle your collection. I get it. It sounds cool.

Ryan:
I'd be the seventh person to do it. More people have walked on the moon.

Natalie:
Do they throw you a parade?

Ryan:
You get lifetime executive status. You get to meet the chief pilot, Maynard Finch.

Natalie:
Wow.

Ryan:
And they put your name on the side of a plane.

Natalie:
Men get such hardons from putting their names on things. You guys don't grow up. It's like you need to pee on everything.