Ryan Bingham: [Natalie, on her first outing, walks into the Omaha Airport terminal dragging her slow-moving luggage; Ryan, irritated by this, looks at her in frustration]
Natalie Keener: What?
Ryan Bingham: Follow me.
[later at a store in the terminal, Ryan grabs a new, updated rolling luggage]
Natalie
Keener: I really like my luggage.
Ryan Bingham: That's exactly what it is, it's luggage. You know how much time you lose by checking in?
Natalie Keener: I don't know. Five, ten minutes?
Ryan Bingham: 35 minutes a flight. I travel 270 days a year. That's 157 hours. That makes seven days. You're willing to throw away an
entire week on that?
[Natalie sighs]
Alex Goran: [over the phone] You never called.
Ryan Bingham: Well, I wasn't sure what was appropriate.
Alex Goran: Appropriate? Ryan, I'm not some waitress you banged in a snowstorm. That word has no place in our vocabulary. I am the woman that you don't have to worry about.
Ryan Bingham: Sounds like a trap.
Alex Goran: Listen, the next time that you're worried about manners, don't. If you want to call, call. Just think of me as yourself, only with a vagina.
Ryan Bingham: When am I going to see you?
[as Ryan and Natalie enter the Hilton Miami Airport Hotel]
Natalie Keener: How about just not dying alone?
Ryan Bingham: Starting when I was 12, we moved each one of my grandparents into a nursing facility. My parents went the same way. Make no mistake, we all die alone. Now those cult members in San Diego, with the sneakers and the Kool-Aid, they
didn't die alone. I'm just saying there are options.
[Natalie starts to cry]
Ryan Bingham: Oh, fuck.
Natalie Keener: [sobs] Brian left me.
[Natalie is sobbing hysterically and hugs Ryan then comforts her and calms her down]
Ryan Bingham: All right. Okay, okay. All right. All right.
Ryan Bingham: [narrating] All the things you probably hate about travelling -the recycled air, the artificial lighting, the digital juice dispensers, the cheap sushi- are warm reminders that I'm home
Natalie Keener: [Ryan presenting a mock firing to Craig to prove to him that Natalie is not qualified to do her job] Mr. Bingham, I regret to inform you that your position at this company is no longer available
Ryan Bingham: Who the hell are you?
Natalie Keener: My name is Ms. Keener; I'm here to tell you about your future
Ryan Bingham: My future? The only one who can fire me is Greg Gregory
Natalie Keener: Mr. Gregory asked me to handle this for him
Ryan Bingham: Handle what? Handle me? Mr. Gregory hired me, he is the only who can fire me,
Ryan Bingham: [stands up and starts walking towards the door] you know what? I'm going to
go talk to him, no, no, no, you can't follow me you're on a computer screen remember? Ok let's try this again, fire me again
Natalie Keener: I just did
Ryan Bingham: Actually you didn't, fire me again
Ryan Bingham: Mr. Bingham, I 'm here today to inform you that your position with no longer available
Ryan
Bingham: [Pretending to be sad] I'm fired?
Natalie Keener: Yes, you're fired
Ryan Bingham: Never say "fired"
Natalie Keener: You've been let go
Ryan Bingham: Why?
Natalie Keener: This is a mythical situation, how could I possibly know why
Ryan
Bingham: The "why" doesn't matter, you never know why
Natalie Keener: It's important not to focus on the "why" but rather spend your energy thinking about your future.
Ryan Bingham: Well, I'm going to spend my energy on suing you unless you give me a good reason why you're firing me
Natalie Keener: Mr. Bingham, the
reason's not important
Ryan Bingham: So, you're firing without grounds, now I really have a lawsuit
Ryan Bingham: [while eating breakfast in Miami] So, did you wake him up or slip out?
Natalie Keener: What?
Ryan Bingham: This morning. Your new friend. Did you wake him up for an awkward goodbye or did you just slip out and make him feel like a whore?
Natalie Keener: [confused] I just left.
Ryan
Bingham: Protocol's always tricky.
[Ryan and Natalie arrived at the Hilton hotel where Ryan jumps to the counter to check with his Hilton Honors card; A woman becomes insulted by this]
Business Woman: He just waltzes in and cuts in line?
Hilton Clerk: We reserve priority assistance for our Hilton Honors members.
Ryan Bingham: [hands the business woman the
packet] The promotions are great. You should check it out.
[the woman snatches the packet from Ryan in anger; Ryan laughs]
[Ryan meets Alex Goran for the first time at a hotel bar]
Ryan Bingham: Are you satisfied with Maestro?
Alex Goran: Yeah, I am.
Ryan Bingham: A little stingy with their miles. I like Hertz.
Alex Goran: No, Hertz keeps its vehicles too long. If a car has over 20,000 miles, I won't drive it.
Ryan Bingham: Maestro doesn't instant checkout. I like to park and go.
Alex Goran: Hertz doesn't guarantee navigation.
Ryan Bingham: It's funny. You don't seem like a girl who needs directions.
Alex Goran: Oh, I hate asking for directions. That's why I get a nav.
Ryan Bingham: That new
outfit, Colonial, it's not bad.
Alex Goran: [impressed and flattered] Is that a joke?
Ryan Bingham: Yes.
Alex Goran: Because their kiosk placement blows.
Ryan Bingham: They never have available upgrades.
Alex Goran: Basically, it's a fleet of shit-boxes. I don't know how they're
still in business.
Ryan Bingham: I'm Ryan.
Alex Goran: I'm Alex.
Ryan Bingham: [walking past Middle Eastern passengers at airport security check in with Natalie] Five words: "randomly selected for additional screening"
[after they both have sex in Ryan's room; Ryan lays on the floor whilst Alex, naked, lies on the bed]
Ryan Bingham: Good call on that towel rack.
Alex Goran: I like how you burritoed me in the sofa cushions.
Ryan Bingham: I was improvising.
Alex Goran: Shame we didn't make it to the closet.
Ryan Bingham: Mmm. We gotta do this again.
Alex Goran: Oh. yeah.
Ryan Bingham: [trying to convince Jim to marry Julie after he got cold feet as Kara watches through the window of the closed door] Jim it's Marriage, it's one of the most beautiful things on Earth, it's what people aspired.
Jim Miller: Well you never got married...
Ryan Bingham: That's true...
Jim Miller: I
mean, you never even tried.
Ryan Bingham: Uh, it's hard to define "tried'.
Ryan Bingham: [Narrating] Every Family has a person who keeps the genealogy in check that's my sister Kara: the glue
Kara Bingham: [Over the phone] Hello,Hey how you holding up?
Ryan Bingham: Fine you and the kids?
Kara Bingham: Missy's outstanding Matthew made varsity how's the road?
Ryan
Bingham: Couldn't be better
Kara Bingham: Good, I didn't want to ask you this I know how you are about doing things for others but we're coming up on Julie's and there's something we could use your help on
Ryan Bingham: Yeah
Kara Bingham: We've been sending people kits so they can print out photos of Julie and Jim on
card board and then photos of them at interesting places kind of like the Nome in that French movie
Ryan Bingham: Why
Kara Bingham: Because its Julie's wedding and she thinks it would be fun, does it matter why?
Ryan Bingham: How is Julie?
Kara Bingham: Would you call her? She thinks you've turned to
butter so your assistant said you're going to be in Vegas, can you get a photo of the cut out in front of the Luxor pyramid?
Ryan Bingham: The place is a shit hole nobody stays there
Kara Bingham: I'm not asking you to check in can you just take a stupid photo?
Ryan Bingham: I'll "try my best"
Kara
Bingham: Thank you for "trying your best"
Natalie Keener: [sitting across from Ryan and Alex] I should just date women
Alex Goran: [sitting next to Ryan while the three of them have drinks] I tried it, we're no picnic ourselves
Natalie Keener: I don't mind being married to my career and I don't expect it to hold me in bed as I sleep, I just don't want to settle
Alex Goran: You're young, right now you see settling down as a failure
Natalie Keener: It is, by definition
Alex Goran: By the time someone is right for you it won't feel like settling and the only one to judge you will be the twenty three year old with the target on your back