"DURSAC:" "How can that one missile destroy all the tri-tanium?" "Your target is 200 feet underground." "Two hundred and seven." "But the thermite warhead can burn through a 50-story building, right into the basement." "The plutonium combines with molten metal and makes it hotter than Chernobyl." "And the free world's stockpile of tri-tanium is gone, just like that." "America's Star Wars defense will be a memory." "How soon can we be ready?" "We've got to wait to pack the plutonium in the warhead." "I'd say six hours after we get the target coordinates." "And when will that be?" "I can't give you a date." "But it will happen." "Never doubt the power of the press, Dursac." "It's my job." "You do it better than anyone." "I'm not so worried about the missile or the thermites or even the target." "I'm worried about you, Nesbitt." "I don't understand you." "Because I'm not for hire like Fouts here or some fuzzy-cheeked terrorist with hate in his eyes?" "Exactly." "Your newspaper is creating the panic." "How can you duck the blame?" "You're thinking about the way it is in Bucharest." "Here we have freedom of the press." "I let my reporter take all the heat and I back him to the hilt like any good publisher would." "And I don't ask him to identity his source." "You'd be amazed at what I can get away with." "[DURSAC SIGHS]" "[CLICKS]" "DURSAC:" "Good work." "[BOTH SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]" "[CLICKING]" "[ENGINE STARTS]" "[ENGINE STARTS]" "[ENGINE STARTS]" "You're never gonna clean your closet out if you won't throw anything away." "When in doubt, throw it out." "I will, I will." "It's just that some of this is hard to part with." "It's history, you know, memories." "Look, change requires a willingness to face the unknown." "The unknown is scary." "You're afraid of change." " I am not." " Oh, yeah, you are." "You heard the saying "You've got to change to remain the same"?" "I think change is very stimulating." "When was the last time you ever changed anything?" "Oh." "Oh, this was a close one." "Look at that, huh?" "This was, uh, Paris, '82." "Chomsky, a freelancer for the Soviets" "This was a close one." "What is this, Stetson?" " Uh, could be blood." " Could be?" "Uh, could be a smear from that, uh, contact plastique that we've been using" "Could be lipstick." " Ahem." "Yeah, it could be that too." " Mm-hm." "Hmm." "LEE:" "Amanda..." " Hmm?" "...this stuff has been crammed back in that closet for a long time." " Mm-hm." " Years." "Most of it is" " Very pretty." " Yeah." "Uh, most of it is work-related." "Then again, some of it is not." "Heh." "Ahem." " But it is all history now." "Heh." " Mm-hm." " Oh, I know." "Mm-hm." " Yeah." " You're really curious, aren't you?" " No." " Huh?" " No." "Aha." "Yes, you are." "I've got the same itch." "It's called mutual curiosity." "[AMANDA SCOFFS]" "It's a very healthy thing." "[PHONE RINGING]" "[AMANDA SCOFFS  LEE CHUCKLES]" "[CLEARS THROAT]" "Hello, Stetson." "Hi." "Charlie, yeah, how you doing?" "Yeah, I guess I could come down there for a little while." "Sure." "Yeah, uh...." "All right, I'll be there." "Yeah, I'll see you." "Okay, bye." "That was Charlie Benton of the Telegram." "I've worked with him a few times." " Ahem." " Sandi with an I." "He said he wanted to buy me a drink." "Ahem." "He sounded real shook up." "Well, why don't you go on and I'll just finish cleaning all this out?" "Okay." "There's, uh, let's see, more jackets in the bedroom, suits in the hall." " Hmm." " Look, he didn't say, "Come alone."" " You'd love Charlie." "Come along, huh?" " Worried, aren't you?" "Afraid I'm gonna throw something away without asking." "I won't throw anything away without asking you." "I know that." "It's just some of this stuff, you know..." " ...takes a little explaining, heh." " You wanna explain, I'll be happy to listen." " I thought you might." " Mm-hm." "Amanda, I'm a spy." "My past is classified." " It's a habit with me." "I don't know." " Huh." "Ah, thank you." "Now, I will tell you anything, almost." "Is it gonna make a great big difference if I keep a few secrets?" "No." "Everybody's entitled to a few secrets." "LEE:" "Mm." " You can have as many as you want." " Hmm." "How many do you want?" "[CHUCKLING]" "[BELL RINGS]" "Thirty years in the paper business." " I was running copy, and the racing form..." " Ah." "...up five flights of stairs at the old Telegram." "Yeah, I know." "That was just about before everyone else was born." "Heh." "Hey, those were the days when being a reporter meant something." "Ever since Raoul Nesbitt gobbled up the Telegram we've been running more fashion hints and frou-frou recipes in a day than all the hard news we print in a month." "It's not such a bad deal." "He owns a lot of papers throughout the country, radio stations, TV stations." "All over the world." "I mean, he buys them and brings in hired guns like Gary Gunning who write first, ask questions later." "They're destroying the news business." "I can't just sit back." "You been following Gunning's series on tri-tanium?" "Uh...." "CHARLIE:" "Don't bluff me, Stetson." "You know the next generation of SDI weapons is totally dependent on tri-tanium." "Gunning's undisclosed source says we ain't got enough." "No, not says, speculates." "I've been in this business so long, I can smell news before it happens." "Gunning's scoop isn't worth spit." " So it is a bad story." "CHARLIE:" "It's an awful story." "Nesbitt's been pushing it full bore, giving Gunning carte blanche quoting unnamed sources close to the White House." "It's garbage." "The president used the same words in his press conference." "Now whispers are starting again." "Whitewash, stonewall." "This isn't the Peoria Prairie News." "This is the Washington Telegram." "It stands for something." "Or at least it used to." "Here." "[CHARLIE SIGHS]" "Here's the kind of company Nesbitt's keeping." "There's Nesbitt." "LEE:" "Emile Dursac, Romanian Secret Service." "Of course, there could be many perfectly logical reasons why." "Many perfectly dirty reasons why." "Charlie, why are you telling me all this, huh?" "This isn't your style." "I mean, what's the angle here?" "Well, I, uh, figured maybe..." " ...we could scratch each other's back." " How?" "CHARLIE:" "There's something rotten at the Telegram." "And I want the story." "I've got a hunch you're gonna want it too." "You're on the outside." "I'm in real tight with Gladys in Personnel." "We could work something out, get you on the inside." "BARTENDER:" "Benton?" "Phone." " I'll be right back." " How is the story coming, Gunning?" "GUNNING:" "Just fine, thanks, Charlie." "CHARLIE:" "Shooting from the hip." "Cheap thrills, that's all it is." "Yeah, well, at least I've got some bullets in my gun." "Look at the front page of the Telegram." "I see my name, but I don't see yours." "Yeah, you'll see it soon enough." "I got a story that'll knock Nesbitt out of the water." "Yeah, sure, sure." "Whatever you say, Charlie." "BARTENDER:" "Hurry up, Benton." "Other people wanna use that phone." "NICK:" "Hey." " Watch it, old man." " Uh, Charlie, Charlie, come on." " Let's sit down." "CHARLIE:" "What's his problem?" " Come on, sit down." "I'm sorry." " No, no, no." "The guy insulted me." "I want him to apologize." "Come on." " Come on." " How about this instead?" "[ALL GRUNTING]" "That's not nice." "All right, break it up." "Over there, against the bar." "Move it." "It's you, Charlie." "They never laid a glove on me." "This is Fouts." "I'm with Benton." "NESBITT:" "What do you need?" "I'm about to meet with Eldridge." "FOUTS [OVER PHONE]:" "He's showing shots." "May be from the airport." "You see the pictures?" "Enough to know we could be in trouble." "I was hoping we could let that sleeping dog lie..." " ...but use your own judgment." " Right." "Dr. Eldridge." "I want out of this, Nesbitt." "You promised it would only be a few contacts with Gunning." "You give my reporter one more story and your visit to the White House." "Look, I don't know what you're up to, I don't care." "You're pushing me too far." "NESBITT:" "We have the videotape to go along with that." "It's all yours if you keep playing along." "Just as I promised, within the week." "But I've told him all I know." "It's time to start getting creative." "That's your script." "Be convincing, doctor." "A lot depends on your performance." "LEE:" "Look, do you know every cop in town, Charlie?" "CHARLIE:" "Oh, yeah, yeah." "One way or the other." "[CHARLIE CHUCKLES]" "Yeah." "[CHARLIE GRUNTS]" "I wouldn't be surprised if that fight was a setup to take me out." "A setup?" "Come on, you started it and you know it." "Ever since I've been poking into this Nesbitt story, someone's been on my butt." " Yeah, heh." " Yeah." "I can feel it." "Come on up, I'll buy you a drink." "Hey, I got some single-malt whiskey..." " ...in the cupboard." " No, I can't this time." "I will deliver your message to my people." "Until then, I swear this is off the record." " You got that?" " Gotcha." "Don't you breathe a word either." "How about just a tiny one?" " Yeah?" "Come on." "Come on." " All right." "You talked me into it." "[CHARLIE CHUCKLES]" " Ha, ha." "We sure showed them, didn't we?" "LEE:" "Yeah, we sure did." "[TIRES SCREECHING]" "Charlie." "Come here." "Charlie, you all right?" "Yeah." "LEE:" "Oh...." "[SIREN WAILING]" "[SIGHS]" "[LEE GRUNTS]" "Disturbing the peace, assault, destroying personal property not to mention six different municipal code violations." "You've had quite a day." "It is all in the report that I'm about to file, Billy." "And while you were out having fun, we're trying to keep the lid on a major flap." "The White House is not happy, people." "Everything about tri-tanium is "eyes only," how much we've got, where we've got it." "But the Telegram has it on the front page, and they have it wrong." "Or did you have time to read the paper between crime sprees?" "I read the articles." "Why is the Telegram the one with the story?" "Charlie Benton says this guy Gunning is a hotshot reporter who hasn't got his facts straight." "Look at these." "Charlie took them." "That's Nesbitt with Emile Dursac." "What's the publisher of the Telegram doing with Emile Dursac?" " That's what I'd like to know." " Francine, pull the file on Dursac and put together anything you have on Nesbitt." "If Dursac's involved in this, I'll need more." "Look, Charlie has offered to help." "He's never been cozy with the Intelligence Community before." "Okay, here's what we'll do." "I want you both to work the Telegram." " Be discreet and be careful." " Yes, sir." " And no more arrests, understood?" " Yes." "I thought Billy was gonna throw the book at me, and I walk out smelling like a rose." " Yep." " Ha, ha." "Amanda, I have been thinking about what we were talking about earlier." " Yeah?" " And I have decided, no secrets." "Good plan." "Now you're really onto something." "Who's Jim Saarinen?" "Um, Hilton Head, 1976." "I haven't got a clue." "What--?" "Just...." " Tsk, tsk, tsk." " Uh...." "You know what?" "I think I'm developing a sort of, um selective memory or something." "Yeah, you know, I had that same kind of memory with the Patrovich twins." "I don't know what tumblers from the circus have to do with" " Jim Saarinen?" " Who?" "The Patrovich twins were a little tiny chapter in my past I would have kept secret but no, you had to read the report, remember?" "Oh, God." "Remember?" "I" " Gee, I" " Yeah, I" " Yes, I do." " Hmm." "Yes, I do remember that." "I do." "I gotta admit it, I do." "I remember that." "Uh-huh." "Since there were no little goodies in your past that usually come up under "the line of duty" I thought that the Jim Saarinen file would make a fair trade." "[BOTH CHUCKLE]" "It's kind of like we're trading baseball cards." "I'll give you two Mickey Mantles for a Whitey Ford." "Yeah, we'll swap secrets." "You know, tell everything." "Lay it all out on the line, huh?" "Yeah." "I'll go second." "Let's flip a coin." "All right." "Call." " Uh, no, no." " No, no." "Would you stop it?" "Stop it." " Stop it." "Stop it." "LEE:" "Oh, no." "No, you don't." "Background profile on Nesbitt." "Billy thought you might need it." "Don't even bother to explain." "It'll only make it worse." "[DOOR CLOSES]" " Amanda, come on." "This is not fair." "I flipped." " Get off of me." "I'm a woman." "Now go ahead and call it like a man." " Tails." "Oh." " Heads." "Ha." "Start talking." "There's been a huge response to this article." "Twenty-nine newspapers, including Izvestia, have quoted my newswire." "People like to believe the worst about Washington." "Any official rebuttal?" "Dan Pratt from the White House Press Office called." "I told them that we'd be glad to print an eyewitness verification of the tri-tanium." " Did he agree to it?" " He almost choked on it." "But the seed has been planted." "Eldridge and his Union of Concerned Scientists is going over there this afternoon to ask for a look for themselves." "It's getting a bit warm for the Oval Office." "Even so, is it enough for them to breach their own security?" "If it's good PR." "They love PR over there." "Anyway, nobody should be concerned about tri-tanium." "There's hundreds of tons of it in the ground." " They want people to know." " Oh, yes." "We still have Benton to worry about since Fouts was not successful." "Once is an accident, twice is murder." "I'm calling him off." "Eldridge is our only exposure." "Once he's made his impassioned plea for inspection, he's history." "Your stomach is not strong enough for this kind of work, hmm?" "Heh." "You've given me a great deal to worry about." "I'm used to working behind the scenes." "But you...." "I am a courageous publisher thumbing my nose at Big Brother." "I'll be a popular hero." "There isn't anything to connect me to the tri-tanium once we blow it up." "DOTTY:" "You know how awful the supermarket can be." "And Jamie and I had a grocery list as long as your arm." "Well, the cart traffic was as bad as Georgetown at rush hour." "Yeah, you should have seen her drive the cart." " It was like Andretti." " Heh." "We turned the corner, there he was, thumping cantaloupes." "He smiled." "I smiled back." "Then we headed him off in dairy products." "Mother." "Well, we needed skim milk, he needed sour cream." " It was serendipity." " It was a pickup." "We met." "Who cares how?" "He ask me to dinner at Emilio's." " You didn't accept?" "DOTTY:" "No." "Of course not." "I, uh, took his number." "I mean, if things don't work out with Captain Curt" "Mother, you don't know anything about him." "I do too." "He lives in Georgetown." "He's a CPA, he loves dogs." "Kibble in the cart." "WOMAN:" "They're gonna reorganize the whole division." "MAN:" "Oh, really?" "There you go." "Thank you." " Hi." " Hi." " Could I have a BLT please?" " Yeah, you got it." " Here we go." " Oh, thank you." "I'm reading you on all floors." "How's the job?" " Charlie came through." " There we go." "I'm making deliveries so I can cover the whole building." "Good." "I'll hang around near the exits." " Good luck." " Thank you." " See you later." " Uh-huh." "[WHISTLING]" "If you've got questions about the story, Charlie, buy a paper." "It's all in there." "I've read the story, but I still want some hard news, Gary." "Some facts." "You want facts, Charlie?" "Okay." "I've got a front-page, seven-part series, you got zip." "That's a fact." "I'm producing, you're not." "That's a fact." "I'm good, I work hard, and you're jealous." "Those are all facts." "AMANDA:" "Oops, sorry." " Heh, excuse me." " Uh, do I know you?" " Amanda Kane." "I'm a temp off assistant." " Have we met?" " No, I don't think so." "You've probably just seen me around." " Part time?" "Huh." " Part time." " Research?" " Mm." "Well, I can use all of your part time." "I've got a ton of research." "I'll need things from microfiche." "Meet me in my office in 15 minutes." "Damn kid thinks he owns the place." "Thank you." "[PHONE RINGS]" "Mr. Gunning's office, can I take a message?" "Oh, hold on just a second, please." "Mm-hm." "All right." "Thank you." "Goodbye." "Oh, hello, Mr. Gunning." "Here's the research you wanted and you got a phone call from a Mr. Prometheus." "He said there was no message." "Oh, good." "Great." "Thanks." "Uh...." "I've gotta go." "We'll jump on that microfiche stuff later, okay?" "Gunning's leaving the office." "He just got a phone call..." "[OVER RADIO]...from someone who called himself Prometheus." "GUNNING:" "Eldridge, what's going on?" "ELDRIDGE:" "I had to talk to you." "GUNNING:" "What's going on?" "You never call the office." "This will be our last meeting." "Why?" "We're just about ready to pry the lid off this thing." "What I'm gonna give you today will blow it all the way off." "[CLICKS]" "ELDRIDGE:" "It's an official Security Council report on the state of our tri-tanium reserves." "GUNNING:" "Pretty low?" "ELDRIDGE:" "Totally empty." "GUNNING:" "So you're saying someone is stealing the tri-tanium?" "ELDRIDGE:" "That's what I hear, but I'm checking it out." "GUNNING:" "Is the president aware of this?" "ELDRIDGE:" "I don't see how he can help." "[CLICKS]" "[ENGINES START]" "[CAR ALARM WAILING]" "Charlie, hit the deck!" "[CHARLIE GROANS]" "[GROANS]" "LEE:" "Charlie, you all right?" "CHARLIE:" "Yeah." "Yeah." "What about him?" "BILLY:" "When it rains, it pours." "One minute we've got zip, the next minute my desk is overflowing." " How's Benton?" " Leg wound." "Lost a lot of blood, but he's stable." "I sent Amanda over to talk to him." "Is he gonna keep the shooting quiet?" "As long as he can." "He's got a few days' sick leave." " What about the FBI?" " They bought us about 24 hours." "They misfiled the death certificate on the gunman." "That's good." "We finally got an ID." "Derek Fouts." "Derek Fouts, the Shopkeeper?" "Heh." "Part-time mercenary, full-time merchant of everything..." " ...the wrong people shouldn't have." "BILLY:" "Got that right." "For months we've tied him into everything from stolen Kalishnikov rifles to missing plutonium." "Why is he in a parking garage shooting at Charlie Benton?" "We've ID'd Gunning's source from his tag number." "Dr. Eldridge, science advisor to the White House." "And architect of our strategic metals program, I think." "Bingo." "Bring him in, Francine." "Eldridge's housekeeper found him dead an hour ago." "LEE:" "What?" "FRANCINE:" "Overdose of digitalis." "Right after his meeting with Gunning." "We're checking his prescription." "What the hell have we got here?" "News conglomerates, dead mercenaries." "Why is the president's own science advisor lying to the press?" "He's gotta be Gunning's source." "He'd know better than anyone if our tri-tanium was secure." "[TELEPHONE BEEPS]" "Melrose here." "Yes, Dr. Smith." "Yes, sir, I'll be right up." "The latest Telegram story just broke the camel's back." "The president is sending in an inspection team to the tri-tanium site 0600 hours tomorrow." "We're in charge of security." "I want you to conduct the tour." "There is your "why," Billy." "If Nesbitt is trying to find our tri-tanium, he just cooked up a good way to do it." "We can't prove that, Scarecrow." "They're going on a blind bus." "They won't know where they are." "Then I say we pick up Gunning and Nesbitt and start squeezing them right away." "They'll start screaming we're violating their constitutional rights." "The way to handle this is to put them under surveillance until you bring me cause." " And I mean a lot of it." " Hmm." "As soon as the inspection's completed, we're taking the tri-tanium to a backup site." "All right." "Why hasn't Fouts checked in?" "He'll have an explanation." "He's a total professional." " Are you sure the transmitter's working?" " I exchanged the glasses with Gunning." "That bug is so accurate we can fire our missile from over the horizon and fly it right up his nose if we want to." "All we need is a target." " Have I ever disappointed you, Emile?" " Of course not." "Your papers are some of the best weapons the Warsaw Pact has in the free world." "Heh." "I'm Romanian." "We have to fret." "I'm an American." "We're born optimists." "American-born." "It puzzles me." "Why would I sabotage my own country, you mean?" "It's not common for a wealthy man." "I'll tell you what's got your stomach in a knot." "We're partners." "You don't know how to trust me." "You're taking all the risks, and you don't need our money." "I wouldn't need a partner if you didn't have the missile." "Don't you understand?" "I'm not doing this for you." "I'm doing this for myself and for my country." "It's that important to you?" "All the SDI technology will do is throw off the balance of terror." "Take away the tri-tanium and we're back to the old standoff." "Your country could have supremacy." "You let that go?" "Supremacy for what?" "A first strike?" " I don't care what they call me." " Some people will call you a maniac." "A world balanced on the point of a spear is better than no world at all." "Besides, I'm a newspaperman." "It makes good copy." "[SIGHS]" "[BEEPING]" "[BEEPING]" "[CLICKING]" "LEE:" "I found 15 dossiers on the kind of people who make headlines all of them filled with dirt." "Did you find anything in Nesbitt's office on Dr. Eldridge?" "Well, it's obvious." "Nesbitt was blackmailing the guy." "Whoa, look at this." "There's a lot more." "Logged meetings." "From this, looks like Nesbitt knew the time and place that Eldridge and Gunning met." "Almost like he planned it." " Can we stop the inspection tour with this?" " I doubt it." "It's almost 5:00." "The bus leaves the Pentagon at dawn." "Now the only thing we can do is just keep looking through this junk and send the bloodhounds after Nesbitt." "Hmm." "LEE:" "At this level, we're 140 feet underground." "Sorry about the inconvenience, but security is the top priority." "The location of this site is top secret." "[ALARM BEEPING]" "Excuse me, senator." "We'll have to do it again." "Would you stand over there, please?" "[BEEPING]" "MAN 1:" "Got a reading." "MAN 2:" "Did you get it off the plutonium?" "MAN 1:" "No, it's barely a roentgen." "MAN 2:" "These suits should hold up." "We just took the maximum burst fix from the transmitter within 200 yards." "Okay, that's it." "As soon as the warhead's changed, we go." "Dr. Van der Veer and I have taken five random samples of the material." "Each is approximately 98.3 percent fine tri-tanium." "I am satisfied, Dr. Van der Veer is satisfied." "LEE:" "Thank you, Dr. Frank." "This concludes our inspection." "If you'll all join me" "Wait, wait, just a minute." "There's gotta be some sort of mistake." " That or you rigged this or something." " Mr. Gunning, would you join us in the van?" "What is this, a whitewash?" "Test some more." " Let's go." " I have an impeccable source." "An advisor to the president who says that the tri-tanium is gone." "You had a source." "And he wasn't so impeccable." "Dr. Eldridge is dead, yesterday." "[BEEPING]" "LEE:" "Murder isn't out of the question." "He was being blackmailed." "Now, your publisher has a nasty file on him about an inch thick." "And he also has a daily log on your meetings with Dr. Eldridge." "Oh, wait a minute." "Nesbitt doesn't know my source." "Maybe." "But the question is are you in this with Nesbitt or are you just another of his stooges?" "Half-second burst transmission." "We've been getting them every two minutes or so, but random." " Took us a while to triangulate." " Heh." "What, more of the cover story?" " I get shot-- LEE:" "Shut up." "And we're gonna find it, so save us the trouble, will you?" "Senator, colonel Mr. Gunning here has a radio on him somewhere." "A sophisticated job that we almost missed." "Even the x-rays and metal detectors couldn't catch it." "[DEVICE BEEPING]" "Mm-hm." "Hey, wait a minute." "What--?" "I'm talking about a homing device." "Homing device?" "It's probably activated by remote control to avoid the electronic sweep." " These are your glasses, aren't they?" " Yes." "But I don't know about this." "Warm up a chopper and patch me into the agency, would you?" "Ladies and gentlemen, I'm invoking a national security alert." "The lid is on." "Come on, Gunning, let's go." "I kept this thing working until we got well into D.C. to avoid suspicion." "Sorry to keep you waiting." "Well, find him." "I don't care if he's mining gold in the Yukon." "Nesbitt is supposedly on a tour, checking on his Canadian papers." "You can change a lot minds with blackmail and a world-news syndicate." "By the look on his face, I don't think Gunning had any idea about that bug." " Francine, how is the evacuation coming?" " Slow." "We've got 500 Special Forces troops surrounding the site." "BILLY:" "How can they put a price on tri-tanium?" "I mean, grabbing the free world's entire supply it makes the Brink's job look like stealing a nickel out of your mother's purse." "You wanna take this up and see what you and Amanda can do with it?" " Can I have my office back, please?" " Yes, sir." "Ah, must you fly to the target yourself?" "My pilot is taking my Gulfstream to Ontario." "You stay on the ground and gobble your antacids, Emile." "You'll never understand that the really big winners in this world can't just sit back and watch their battles from a distance." " Are you sure one missile can do the job?" " A contained explosion, clean enough." "A nice solution, I think." "The thermite burns into the tunnels liquefies the metal, and the plutonium irradiates every last ounce of their tri-tanium for 20,000 years." "I think that should effectively cripple the American Star Wars defense." "Don't you?" "In two hours, the U.S. stockpile will cease to exist and nobody can do anything about it." "Something about this just isn't right." "AMANDA:" "Did you see this?" "Look at this on Nesbitt's calendar." ""Lear 24 remove tanks."" " Real little in the bottom left." "You see that?" " Yeah, a Learjet." "Private, expensive." "That's the kind of plane he'd own." "The pictures of Nesbitt and Dursac were taken at the Telegram's hangars." " Let me call Charlie." " Yeah." "Nesbitt's supposedly flying across Canada today." "Charlie Benton, please?" "CHARLIE [OVER PHONE]:" "Yeah." " Yeah, Charlie, Lee Stetson." " I'm going nuts." " Yeah, I know." "Listen, one question:" "What kind of plane does Nesbitt own?" "Two of them." "A Learjet and a Gulfstream, both here in D.C. Why?" "Thanks, Charlie." "Thanks a lot." "No, don't worry, no one's gonna scoop you." " Yeah." "Okay." " Yeah, I'll talk to you later." "Thanks a lot." "Guess what." "He owns two planes, a Lear and a Gulfstream." "He's gonna fly across Canada." "Why is he removing the tanks?" " Hmm." "MAN [OVER PHONE]:" "Hello, air traffic." " D.C.-Baltimore air traffic control?" " Yes." "Yeah, I'd like to know if there is a flight plan active for a Raoul Nesbitt..." " ...for either a Learjet or a Gulfstream." " The Gulf filed for Toronto this morning." " Thank you." "Thank you very much." " You're welcome." "Gulfstream left for Toronto this morning but the Lear is still here in D.C. and Nesbitt is rated to fly both of them." " We better check it out, huh?" " What about backup?" "Tell Operations where we're going." "They can get ahold of our cover at the tri-tanium site." "[ENGINE STOPS]" "Charlie's photos are right on." " Let's go inside." " Yeah." "[DOOR OPENS]" "LEE:" "The missile." "AMANDA:" "Yeah." "LEE:" "It's a Slingshot." "AMANDA:" "Short range, air-to-surface." "Designed for the F-4." "Obsolete." "Studied it in hardware." "Yeah, well, the Air Force dumped all our Slingshots in the '70s all over the world." "They're not carrying the normal cyclonite warhead." "AMANDA:" "Hmm." " It's been modified to thermite." "Those guys are wearing contamination suits for radiation." "Nuclear warheads?" "Well, nuclear, yes, but not a fission weapon." "The Shopkeeper was supposed to have some plutonium." "They burn down to the tri-tanium the plutonium will be useless and radioactive for the next 300 generations." "Watch my back." "I know they've got a fix, but we've gotta be positive." " Right." "Careful." " Yeah." "DURSAC:" "Who are you?" "Turn around." "Well, everything here seems to be in order." "Excellent." " Who are you?" " I'm with the FAA." "I was making a spot check here." "And believe me, gentlemen, I intend to file a glowing report." " Search him." " Oh." "Check outside and see if he's alone." "Tie him up." "Wait till we are airborne." "And then you must kill him." "Let's go." "We're gonna stay on schedule." "MAN:" "Move it." "[WRENCH CLANGS]" "[GUNSHOT]" "[BOTH GRUNT]" "[GROANS]" " Get on the phone and get us some backup." " Yeah." "[ENGINE STARTS]" "Yes, sir, about four miles south of Rockville." "Yes, sir." " What are we gonna do if we catch him?" " One thing at a time." "What are we gonna do if he lets that missile loose?" "MAN [OVER RADIO]:" "Lear Niner-01, you are clear on Runway 3 north." "NESBITT:" "Thank you, tower." "This is Lear 901." "We're rolling." "MAN:" "Lear Niner-01 and all runway traffic, this is Control." "Hold all takeoff." "DURSAC:" "Get into the air, Nesbitt." "NESBITT:" "I don't have enough air speed to rotate." "What do we do now?" "We sit back and wait for the cavalry." "[AMANDA CHUCKLES]" "Well, I've never written a story that pleased me more." "[ALL CHUCKLE]" "CHARLIE:" "An editor I knew used to say newsmen make lousy news stories but, heh, I guess they never knew Nesbitt." "Sure beats obits and high school basketball." "[TELEPHONE RINGING]" "Sure does." "Thanks." " Both of you." " Sure." "BARTENDER:" "Benton, telephone." "[CHARLIE GRUNTS]" " Well, we'll see you, Charlie." "CHARLIE:" "Yeah." " Oh, congratulations." " On what?" "I'm a reporter." "I got a keen sense for big stories." "[CHARLIE  LEE CHUCKLE]" "[AMANDA SIGHS]" "[English" " US" " SDH]"