Previously on Pan Am: Laura ran away from her wedding with her sister Kate’s help, then followed Kate into the exciting world of stewardessing. Collette had her little French heart fractured a bit, while pilot Dean had his broken into a million pieces when his girlfriend, Bridget, disappeared. Her disappearance is probably connected to the spying she was doing for the British government, which Kate will be taking over from now on.
Dean seems to have recovered rather well. He’s driving toward the airport in his nifty convertible, smiling happily as he takes in the sight of the Pan Am building. As luck would have it, he spots Colette stranded by the side of the road and offers to give her a lift, with a bit of cute banter between the two of them that reveals they’re both on their way to Paris. Colette agrees to bring him dinner and coffee during the flight, if he does something for her. You mean, something other than drive you to the airport so you don’t miss your flight and lose your job?
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Ahh, the 60’s. A time when luggage was hard and bulky, stewardesses were sexy, and Pan Am ruled the air. We start off at the busy Pan Am terminal at JFK Airport (though I guess it was still Idlewild Airport then). Planes are coming and going, watched by an awestruck little boy. In a nice moment of period realism, he’s all dressed up in a tie to get on the plane. My dad remembers having to wear a coat and tie when he flew with his parents back in the 60’s. Inside the terminal, passengers check in and check luggage, all gorgeously dressed, while stewardesses are weighed and checked by a fierce looking den mother. One of the stewardesses—a pretty blonde who’s clearly new here, keeps trying to ask Den Mother a question, but DM just wants to know if the girl’s wearing her girdle, and she smacks her right on the butt to check. She also notes that this girl has recently graced the cover of Life magazine, with her hat askew, which I’m guessing is a no-no. Oh, and the girl has a run in her tights. Another stewardess—one with a French accent—pulls blondie aside and says she has an extra pair of stockings she can have.
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