An Eastern European visitor becomes a resident of a New York airport terminal when a war breaks out and erases his country from the map, voiding his passport. He makes friends with the airport staff and falls in love with a flight attendant..........
Cab Driver: Where are you from?
Viktor Navorski: Krakozia!
Cab Driver: Ah! Me from Albania!
Viktor Navorski: Ah! When you get here?
Cab Driver: Eh! [implicating it was a long time ago]
Cab Driver: Thursday!
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