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Mr Minister.

Someone paged me, but no one's there.

I paged you.

Yes?

It couldn't wait until tomorrow at Parliament?

No.

Have our START friends given us permission to do our job yet?

Yes, sir. And we didn't even have to ask.

Something wrong, Sergeant?

I didn't join the Russian Army to dismantle it for the Americans, sir.

None of us did... The world changes.

We must change with it.

Everything is ready?

Everything is ready, General.

Good luck.

Thank you, sir.

What are they doing?

8 minutes, 40 seconds.

No time to relax, boys.

Oh, my God.

Oh, God. Oh, my God.

Calm down.

We're going to die.

We're 15 km away. Under a mountain.

- I want my money. - Be strong. You're an officer.

- I'm so afraid. - No, no. it's time to be strong.

I don't think I am.

Pity.

Take him away.

What happened?

I don't know, Dr Kelly. Please come with me, ma'am.

I've got estimates on cloud size comin' through on six.

- What have we got? - N0RAD's got R4 over sector 9877.

It's been localised. 60 degrees longitude, 50 lat.

- What about NPIC? - Blast 40 minutes ago in the Urals.

Two trains collided. one was carrying warheads to cherbynsk.

Nice hair. Very au naturel.

Nuclear forces have gone to DEFC0N 3.

NMCC thinks Russia will use this to veil troop movements into chechnya.

Not our problem. Estimates from Livermore?

Five to seven hundred kilotons.

Mark Appleton's looking for you. He's upstairs.

- All current data on my desk? - Yes.

I'm gonna need a minute.

- Radiation pattern projections in? - Yeah, but those aren't confirmed.

Confirm them.

Russia, what a fucking mess. I miss the cold War.

Get Essler down here now. I need a translator.

Essler's gone. He quit to run JPL.

- Who did we appoint? - My memo's on your desk.

- Who the hell's in charge there? - Mark?

Mark? Excuse me.

Sorry. Forget chernobyl. This is... This is huge.

Dr Julia Kelly, Acting chair, Nuclear Smuggling Group.

- Terry Hamilton, Security Advisor. - We met last year.

I'm briefing the President to explain how, with our START team there,

an accident like this could happen.

It wasn't an accident, sir.

I'm sorry?

We believe that train was carrying SS18s, which are one Point Safe.

- What's she saying? - If you fire a bullet at the warhead

there's a million-to-one chance of it going off.

It must be ignited by its own trigger.

Would you hold this, please? Here we have the satellite imagery.

This is the two trains approaching, and here's the collision.

Now check out the field of regard.

These shots are at the same height cos they occurred at the same time.

Look. The blast is two degrees higher after the satellites passed over.

Time between shots?

Between the train wreck and the detonation, 4 minutes.

Somebody set that nuclear weapon off. This was a terrorist act.

Full NSC briefing at 9:00am.

The Russians' accident story will stand for now. No press leaks.

Nobody shows up on Nightline. Doctor...?

Kelly.

I'm putting your group on point until I find a replacement.

Yes, sir.

Get me satellite overviews and keep the updates coming.

OK, State, we're gonna need talking points for the President.

We need to know who might want to detonate a nuke on Russian soil.

General, I'll need a military liaison with Russian contacts.

- You got it. - Oh, and General,

Make sure he's willing to take orders from a woman.

'Colonel Devoe, looking at events of May 18.'

You were arrested in a bar brawl

in a Moscow disco called... Night crawler?

Yes, ma'am, that's correct.

You were in the company of a prostitute

and a Russian army colonel named

Dimitri Vertikoff?

Yes, ma'am. Dimitri and I went into the bar to try and buy some nerve gas

off this ex-KGB guy that we had heard

was selling black market surplus munitions to Iraq.

The fight started because we'd run up a bit of a bar tab...

I believe the exact amount was $5,200?

Well, we had dinner, and I bought a couple of rounds.

Colonel Vertikoff identified the KGB guy,

and we were able to stop the nerve gas from getting to Iraq.

So how do you repay a man like that?

- Sports utility vehicle? - That's exactly right.

Dimitri has a daughter who likes four-wheeling.

I know this Ford guy who cut me a great deal on these Explorers.

- I like the Bronco better... - Colonel, let's get this straight.

You spent taxpayers' money to buy and ship

a Ford Explorer 8,000 miles

to the teenage daughter of a Russian colonel?

Yes, ma'am.

Think of it as exporting goodwill.

We never discussed detonating a bomb.

If they discovered missing warheads they would have found us in hours.

Now it will be days before they even reach the crash site.

I hate these new ones. They don't seem real.

He looks bug-eyed, deformed.

They'll have the roads blocked.

Your Russian is awful. Speak English.

It was stupid, understand?

Your friends made this deal, but this is my operation.

Don't make me start thinking I don't need you.

- They will never let us through. - of course they will.

Section 21-A, Nuclear Disaster Protocol.

One, secure area. Two, control debris.

Three, evacuate casualties.

Huh?

It was stupid.

...but they have the know-how and should not be ruled out.

And moving on, we come to Shamil Basayev, a scientist.

He claims responsibility for placing

a canister of radioactive caesium in a park in Moscow last June.

But his underworld ties suggest he could be part of a bigger operation.

Zelimkhan Yandarbiyev. chechen leader since the Russians murdered Dudayev.

He has threatened to attack Federation nuclear power plants.

There are others on our terrorist list, as outlined in your packet.

0ur reaction to the crisis is as follows.

We have initiated a directive with the Nuclear Smuggling Group as hub.

DIA and NR0. You have responsibility for primary SAT imagery...

Excuse me, ma'am. I don't mean to interrupt.

- Yes? - Um, these terrorists...

Have they asked for anything, a list of demands?

Russians out of chechnya...?

No, but it's not unusual for days, even weeks to go by

before a claim of responsibility is made.

- Yeah. - Air mob command is...

Excuse me again. Ma'am. I'm sorry.

That's a satellite shot of the trains just before they collided.

Perhaps you should discuss Special 0p possibilities?

Right. General Garnett has Special 0perations command at full alert.

- Excuse me. - I'm sorry to keep interrupting.

You see these blobs right here?

Those are people jumping off the train before it crashes.

Now look at that train. That's the one with the nuke.

Nobody's jumpin' off that. Why not?

They were already dead.

How many warheads were on the train?

The Russians haven't confirmed yet.

So we have no idea of potential yield?

Are you suggesting this was a robbery?

Whoever did this had access to Russian satellite positioning intel.

That leaves out your chechen rebels.

I would like to point out

that 1,500 people were killed last night.

You don't do that unless you want to make a profound statement.

Do you know how much a nuke is worth on the market?

Minimum $200 million, cash.

$200 million is a very profound statement.

I'm sorry, ma'am. The detonation was a smoke screen.

This was a hijacking, and whoever stole these things

got off the bus a long way back.

Well, we will certainly be considering your theory.

Thank you very much.

Well, it's just an opinion.

Whoever has current data on the blast, I need it on my desk ASAP.

You got it!

Ken, try to get Russian Missile command on the phone, please.

'Reports say...'

- Anything on DIA? - We should have Russian intel soon.

I need the START report. Not just the summaries.

- Not just the abstracts, all of it. - I'm all over it.

- And where is my military liaison? - Right here.

Lieutenant colonel Tom Devoe,

reporting as ordered, ma'am.

My enthusiasm sometimes gets the best of me.

I hope that I didn't offend you in there.

No, of course not.

- Coffee? - I'd love some.

Over there.

Russian Missile command's on line six.

I'd like to reiterate our commitment to helping you find some answers.

Yes.

- No, I understand, General. - I brought you some coffee.

Uh, that's right.

We need to know exactly who was on that train.

Uh, no, I am the man in charge. I report directly to the President.

What do you want me to say?

I don't see what has to do with anything.

Yes, well... I see.

No, I understand.

I think... I mean I know I have a couple.

All right. If you would be able to get back to me

with the names of the men who were on the train and the number of warheads,

- that would be wonderful. - In my office.

And how long do you think that will take?

Well, uh...

I'll be expecting your call.

Thank you.

We got the confirmation.

- There were 10 warheads on the train. - Forty men on board.

- This is meaningless. - It's in Russian.

It's meaningless because they haven't listed anybody's rank.

Where did you learn to speak Russian?

Princeton.

The blue-blooded backbone of our country.

- My father's a mailman. - Well, you'd never know.

"Ilin, kodoroff, kulik, Levindovsky..."

- kodoroff? Aleksander kodoroff? - Yeah. You know him?

Yeah, I know him. God damn it!

I don't know about these other guys,

but General kodoroff doesn't ride around on a nuclear transport train.

Get me NMCC lntel, please.

- It's like Ivana Trump on a subway. - Can you get my files?

- Have that enhanced off the Urals. - Yes, sir.

Sergeant.

Kodoroff's under investigation for corruption,

probably gonna be indicted.

Gave a speech nine days ago in St Petersburg.

Mostly nationalistic bluster, bemoaning the loss of empire

and unity of the Slavic peoples.

Family history, phone records, bank statements.

Urinalysis from a Moscow traffic stop last month - .367.

- I'm amazed he could turn the key. - That's a few cocktails.

Saw his dentist Tuesday, dined with some attractive people on Friday.

- Haven't been able to ID them yet. - Costello, you're slipping

- Oh, I'm gettin' old, sir. - You're not old.

General Garnett's old.

If you don't mind me askin', is kodoroff involved?

- We don't know. He was on the train. - You see, that's funny.

Why?

The General's got a Finnish mistress.

- Lives in Helsinki. - Laina.

The guy calls her every day like clockwork.

- So? - Well, the thing is,

if kodoroff was on that train and he's so dead,

who's calling Laina in Helsinki off some satellite over southern Russia?

If that's a secure phone, I need it. Excuse me, General.

If a top-ranking Russian general is involved,

any intel we get from Moscow is either compromised...

Palkawunic Vertikoff.

- ..Or a flat-out lie. - You're right.

Dimitri, Tom Devoe.

- 'What do you want?' - Are you busy?

I'm with two women. Call me back some other time.

- 'How are you guys holdin' up?' - The only virtue is,

people are forgetting chechnya.

Yeah. Listen, I've got the troop manifest from that train.

Alek kodoroff got vaporised out there, did he?

- 'Yeah. What a shame.' - Yeah.

So how is it he's calling Laina from a bird over southern Russian?

How's he doin' that?

'Are you still there?'

'You must be wrong about that, Tom.

'Our figures indicate the fallout should have dissipated by then.

'Let me fax you what we've got. Your number?'

Hold on. Fax number, please. Hang on.

All right, 0-0-1-7-0-3...

- ..5-1-1-6-8. - Six-eight.

I'm going to hang up now. Bye.

Listen...

That scared him.

- Is this the fax? - Yes, sir.

'Information on the nuclear weapon incident in Russia

'is still sketchy.

'But we do have facts about the magnitude of the disaster.

'Seismographs around the world detected the blast,

'and the explosion was seen as far away as Lithuania

'on the Baltic Sea.

'Projections indicate the fallout

'will affect all of Russia and northern Europe.

'There's still no word on casualties.

'President clinton will issue a statement on this tragedy...'

Vienna, 2:00pm, Bacherplatz.

Why Vienna?

- Kordech. - Maybe.

Kordech is a front for the Russian Mafia in Vienna.

And it's a trucking company.

'Whether it was an accident or an act of terrorism remains a question.'

I need N0RAD's sector 9877 intel from the Urals,

updated fallout patterns and troop movements from NAT0 humint.

Honey-roasted. Think anybody'll mind if I stole a couple of bags?

My old man will love the Executive Seal.

Go ahead. knock yourself out.

Would you call Langley? We're waiting for kodoroff's psych profile.

He's an asshole. I'll save you a trip.

Thanks. I'll go with the official version.

OK. 0fficially, he's an asshole.

He'll do anything for money, which is good,

cos it makes him predictable.

I'd say he's been anything but predictable.

He took an order for an expensive, hard-to-find product,

and he intends to make good on delivery - supply and demand.

Your area of expertise, colonel? That's the word on the Hill.

You've been checkin' up on me.

I like to know who I'm working with.

I'd like to know something.

You moved from Lawrence Livermore to the White House.

So, first you build the bombs to blow up the entire world

and now you wanna save it.

Make up your mind, which is it?

Well, I believe this week we're saving it.

- So, it's really that simple? - It is to me, that simple.

When you've been the boss for more than two weeks, you'll know that.

Three weeks. You've done some checkin' yourself.

I like to know who I'm workin' with.

You can run your charts and your theories all you want.

In the field, this is how it works.

The good guys, that's us,

chase the bad guys, and they don't wear black hats.

They are, however, all alike.

They demand power and respect, and they'll pay top dollar to get it.

And that is our highly motivated buyer.

- What about other motivations? - Not important to me.

Either way, there are people who don't care about money or respect,

who believe killing innocent people is justified.

For them it is about rage, frustration, hatred.

They feel pain and want to share it.

That does me no good. Let's deal with the facts at hand.

23 hours ago, General Aleksander kodoroff stole ten nuclear warheads.

He's just a delivery boy.

I'm not afraid of the man who wants ten nuclear weapons, colonel.

I'm terrified of the man who only wants one.

No, no, no. Listen, listen.

Music should be like a language, child.

Listen.

Joy.

Sadness, you understand?

Changing a single note can turn joy to sorrow. Your turn.

Professor?

- 'Hello?' - Dusan? it's me, Vlado.

- 'Is everything OK?' - Yes, we're on schedule.

Brother, listen to me.

I'm scared.

Hey, look who's the secret agent!

Nice hat. You don't stand out at all!

Dress shoes with khakis?

- Look at you. - Leave me alone.

Listen, whatever happens, deny it.

OK. These are CDs for Tasha. You will not like them.

How is she?

16, and in love with a 20-year-old motorcross racer.

- She said to say hello. - Send her my love.

Is kodoroff involved with kordech?

Dr Julia Kelly, colonel Dimitri Vertikoff.

Dr Kelly heads the Nuclear Smuggling Group.

- With the White House. - With the White House.

A beautiful woman with a PhD. You're out of your league.

You have no idea, colonel.

That's good.

I think we can do business, Dr Kelly.

- Let's take a walk. - OK, let's take a walk.

They sit here and drink. We might as well join them.

We've monitored kordech for years,

but it's always been a Mafia/ex-kGB operation.

Till recently. You must see it in the context of my country.

Kodoroff's generation of officers grew up in a crumbling system.

Those pictures in your head of Russia,

bread lines, shitty little apartments, ancient cars.

Kodoroff and his friends made sure that it never applied to them.

But now, even that system is crumbling.

This was kodoroff's way out, his big score.

So we're here because Y0U can't investigate kordech?

No, I can't investigate without alerting kodoroff.

Half the men used to be in my unit.

Mr Dietrich Shummaker schedules all Russian shipping for kordech.

You have an appointment at 4:00.

Good, let's go see a man about a truck.

That's gasoline!

- Do you have them? - Yes. We have to begin immediately.

Just remember the plan.

- I'm Anthony Haden... - I'm Patty carson.

We go in, we get the information. Then we get out.

You call me Tony. Here we go.

Hi, I'm Anthony Haden. This is my associate, Patty carson.

- Herr Shummaker's expecting us. - Please follow me.

'Make yourselves comfortable.'

Thank you.

Trucking business must be pretty good.

I wonder what chateau in the Loire Valley these came from.

Mr Haden? Welcome.

Thank you very much for seeing us.

This is my associate, Ms carson.

Nice place you have here.

My taste is for the Italians

but the German late Baroque was influenced by the Italians.

Several of our paintings are Italian.

- That's a Tiepolo. - Oh, yeah.

I'm a big Leroy Neiman fan. Are you familiar with his work?

- No, I'm afraid not. - No? Oh.

- Please, come in. - Sure.

To my office.

- Oh, now, this is nice. - Thank you.

Have a seat.

How can we help you?

I just wanted some information about trucking in Russia.

I might not be the right man if you need to rent equipment.

You're the head of transportation, right?

The head?

- No, I just do the scheduling. - Right.

You're the guy who gets things done. Smart, put a German on it.

Yes, well.

As I said, how can I help you?

Well, what we wanna know is,

if I wanted to rent a vehicle to steal and transport nuclear weapons

from somewhere, let's say, inside the Urals,

would you be the guy to talk to?

Would you be that guy?

No, I'm afraid not.

I believe our meeting is over.

All right, thank you for...

- Do you like Ford Explorers? - We have to go.

Range Rovers, Land cruisers?

Mr Haden, will you leave the room?

No!

Should've taken the money, Hans!

- Get up and get behind that desk. - You broke my nose!

Not a word. Get the tape out of my briefcase.

I won't shoot you unless I have to, and I'll feel bad about it. Sit down!

Give me the tape.

- I need the password. What is it? - Hang on.

- The password. - No.

All right, hang on.

All right, Hans, we'll do it your way.

How's the backhand? Password?

- Hasselhoff. - Hasselhoff.

Hasselhoff... How do you spell "Hasselhoff"?

Way to go, Hans. Very brave.

I'm in.

I need the trucking invoices for the last seven days.

All right.

- This is your plan? - Yep.

- This is your big plan? - This is... my plan!

Hurry up.

- Come on. - Almost. Just logging off.

- Stay on. Who cares? Leave it on. - Got it!

Good.

All right.

Thank you very much, Herr Shummaker!

- Go. Go! - Come on! come on!

- You get it? - Got it.

- You all right? - No, I'm not all right!

- Brilliant idea, smash his face in. - That's how things get done.

A few bribes, it never happened at all, right?

Check the seats, they go all the way back.

- Oh, yeah. - Cool.

- Embassy car. - CD player, bullet-proof glass,

everything.

Oh, shit!

We... may have a problem.

This will cost us. What do you have?

- Eighty. - That's enough. I'll be back.

Hold this.

- So you think he set us up? - Who?

- Your friend. - No.

- How can you be so sure? - Because he's my friend.

He needs more money. Give me...

Oh, my God!

Out!

Get up front. Get up front!

Up front?

- They're behind us. - How many of them?

Two... three.

Reach into that briefcase. Pull out an extra magazine.

- Where is it? - In the briefcase.

Damn it!

Seat belt.

Come on, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?!

What are you doing?

Shit!

No! NO!

- Come on. - The invoices.

- Come on! - The invoices!

- Come on, God damn it! - No!

Go, go! GO!

Dimitri has a...

...a daughter, Tasha.

Sixteen. She lives in Rybinsk.

I remember when she was three.

She's... She's beautiful.

It doesn't make sense, you know?

You don't... kill a Dimitri Vertikoff.

There are certain rules. Killing him isn't useful.

Is it ever?

I never watched anybody die before.

'Welcome. You've got mail.'

I e-mailed Shummaker's files to my A0L account before I logged off.

Did it work?

Uh... yeah.

We're looking for a vehicle hired in the Urals on about June 29.

Right?

- The truck's too small. - Yes. St Petersburg, one direction.

Point of origin, chelyabinsk. Registration number, 7056BM.

Destination, Imisli 44E.

That's Azerbaijan. It's just south of Russia.

Five miles from fuckin' Iran!

He crosses that border and those nukes are gone!

We got a bank-routing code number.

There's no client names. "44E", does that mean anything to you?

- What? - Shummaker put a private memo

on the invoice. it can't be copied.

This is Devoe, we have a target vehicle. it's a cargo truck.

Registration 7056 Bravo Mike.

It's travelling south from chelyabinsk to Imisli in Azerbaijan.

I am requesting a high-priority tasker.

Any birds... Any birds find this truck.

We've got nukes heading for Iran.

What the hell is 44E?

Gentlemen, please.

Zarko Preljevik has died.

He never regained consciousness after being shot outside his church.

His death is a tragic loss

to his family, to his country, to our hopes of peace.

We know you've avoided politics, Dusan,

but you are the alternate.

Your people need you.

I am a Serb. I'm a croat.

I'm a Muslim.

You will look at what I have done and say,

"of course. Why not? They are all animals."

They have slaughtered each other for centuries.

But the truth is,

I am not a monster.

I'm a human man.

I'm just like you,

whether you like it or not.

Hey, Rich, how you doing?

We haven't seen you since the great scud hunt!

- Captain Santiago, sir. - Hello, captain.

This is Lieutenant Beach. He'll run the operation from the ground.

- Gentlemen, have you found him? - Damn close, sir.

Giving them an average speed of 65 clicks,

if their destination is Imisli and they take a direct route,

we put them about here, in Dagestan.

Still in Russia, below Makhackala on the caspian Sea.

We've looked at everything within a 200-square-mile area.

We haven't found the truck. They're probably stuck here, in kuma.

There's a hell of a traffic jam down there.

Trucks are too close together. We can't get an angle on the plates.

- What's going on down there? - Armenia and Azerbaijan fighting.

Roads are clogged with refugees fleeing north.

Ken? Get me a copy of kodoroff's intel phone records.

- What are you thinking? - I need an outside line.

Somebody give me an outside line, please?

Filthy fucking refugees.

Azerbaijani, Georgian, kazhakstani.

Don't curse them.

I don't care what bitch gave birth to them, Muslim, Serb.

I don't hate them for who they are.

I hate them because they are poor.

- 'Alek, how's the ride down there?' - Who is this?

Doesn't traffic drive you nuts?

- Who the fuck is this? - 'It's Tom Devoe. How you been?'

You still humpin' that Finnish stewardess with the bad skin?

Tom. Are you still trading stolen cars on the black market?

Hey, Alek, you watched CNN during Desert Storm.

Remember those shots from the nose of the missiles

slammin' into those trucks?

'Remember that picture?

'How it kept gettin' closer and bigger on the screen?'

You could just about see the faces of those drivers, and then...

Zap, the picture went dead. We didn't see what happened next.

Well, guess what, Alek?

You will, you son of a bitch.

Shit. Get out of the way!

- I guess that upset him. - Can you get an angle?

He rear-ends some guy, can it detonate that nuke?

As long as no one opens the primary, it's OK.

Come on, sweetie. come on.

It's coming.

70-56 Bravo Mike. That's it.

How long until the satellite's out of range?

- One hour, 46 minutes. - Contact Russian command.

Give them the location of the truck.

Boom!

We only have them under surveillance for another hour.

It doesn't matter what the State Department says.

No, I understand, sir.

Yes, sir. Thank you, sir.

- Ok, go. You go. - No, you go first.

I talked to the chairman of the Joint chiefs.

- Department's draggin' their feet. - I was talking to the President.

He says the Russians have to manage it.

No, we have the advantage!

The Russians say they are handling this.

The Russians couldn't find snow in the middle of fuckin' winter.

When that satellite is out of range, those nukes are gone.

It's only jet fuel.

- Get up into NAT0. - Good for you. Let's go. Rich?

No, wait. Wait, colonel.

With Russia determined to handle this take no action without authorisation.

Do you think I'm some stupid son of a bitch?

No, I don't think you're stupid.

You're a talented soldier with bad impulse control.

I don't want an international incident

- because of a personal agenda. - My personal agenda is my business.

Now you are not in Washington.

You are in the real world,

and there are nuclear arms heading for Iran.

So whether you agree with me or not, get me authorised!

We must go, Dusan.

Cobra Three, this is Tango Six. What have we got?

'Russian command has been notified of target's location.

'Proceed and await instructions.'

- Does NR0 have anything for us? - They got us on standby.

How much time are we looking at?

We can track'em for 45 minutes.

We'll alert IF0R at Bazta checkpoint. They have to pass through there.

Put that away.

Step out of the truck, please.

I'm sorry, General.

We've been ordered to check all vehicles.

We're just carrying medical supplies. Let us through.

I'm sorry sir, but I have orders.

Look at your code book, Sergeant.

Today's authorisation code is... X16...7kTR...B

Yes, but I still have to search the truck.

What is your name and unit?

Name and unit, you hear me?

- I'm sorry, General. Go ahead. - Thank you, Sergeant.

Stop.

I'm sorry, sir, you'll have to get out of the truck.

Get out of the truck immediately!

Of course.

'There's been a setback in the ongoing effort

'to secure peace in the former Yugoslavia.

'So far, no one has taken responsibility

'for the killing of the Bosnian-Serb minister, Zarko Preljevik,

'who was assassinated in a Sarajevo churchyard.

'Word of his death sent shock waves through the international community.

'He was considered a crucial player

'in the peace talks scheduled to begin this week in New York.

'Reporting live from Sarajevo, this is Jean Rogers for CNN.'

Forty-four E.

Forty-fourth parallel runs through...

Sarajevo.

Where's that bank number? The one off the kordech invoice?

- Check it against banks in Sarajevo. - Doctor?

- What's going on? - A Russian roadblock.

They're all dead, ma'am. I think they're all dead.

'Cobra Three, they got 'em?'

Negative. How much longer do we have them on satellite?

Less than 10 minutes.

Alert the Russians of the truck's position and that they have men down.

Stand by to track.

'We've reached Federation airspace.'

Running out of time, suggest we go.

Negative. Do not proceed without authorisation.

- Any Russians troops in the area? - Negative.

'We're gonna lose'em. We have to go.'

Get me a secure link to NMcc. Negative, Six.

Do not proceed without authorisation. You will not proceed.

When we lose the satellite, do we have other eyes?

'Sir, target vehicle is approaching lranian border.'

Requesting permission to enter Russian airspace and take it out.

In your estimation, is this our only course of action?

Based on available intel, no Russian forces in place,

our analysis of the satellite...

'I'm not asking for analysis, I'm asking for a decision.'

Must advise we go, sir.

Dr Kelly, if there are nuclear weapons on that truck

and the Russians can't interdict,

are you willing to risk a war to stop it?

Yes, sir.

Yes, sir, I am.

'Six, this is cobra Three. We have a go.'

Avoid casualties. Secure the target vehicle. Detain anyone inside.

Copy. Six to task force. We're cleared. Let's rock and roll!

'This is Red Dog Pack to Three. Execute. Execute.'

Why aren't they finished back there?

Unidentified aircraft, you have entered Russian airspace.

Identify yourself immediately. Commander...

Russian control tower, this is Air Force 53762.

'A flight of three US Air force helicopters

'in pursuit of stolen nuclear weapons.

'Request a weapons-hold status.'

Three American Air Force helicopters.

Low altitude, approximately 175 kilometres per hour.

Requesting weapons-hold status.

Intrusion section 187.

Activate tracking and firing sequence.

All batteries... on my command.

You must return to Turkish airspace, US Air Force.

'Your intrusion is not authorised. You have crossed international line.'

Battery one tracking.

They've locked on to us.

Battery two tracking.

A second battery's locked on to us.

Get Southern command on the line. Tell them we have unauthorised entry.

'This is Air Force 53762.'

'We are in pursuit of stolen nuclear weapons on their way to Iran.'

Repeat. Put your weapons on hold.

Batteries tracking. Ready to fire.

Reverse course immediately, or we will begin to fire.

This is Red Dog 3. We're lit up like a christmas tree.

'This is Air Force 53762.'

Those weapons could be going to chechnya or Georgia.

We repeat. Put your weapons on hold.

- They haven't answered yet. - We'll lose track in 8 seconds.

Take them out.

Here they come!

'Number one is down.'

'We have a downed aircraft two miles east of checkpoint four.'

- Number Three, acknowledge. - This is Red Dog Three.

'Do you see the aircraft or any survivors?'

Negative. The whole forest is up in flames.

Number Three, duck behind the hill. Behind the hill!

- How many men on that chopper? - Nine.

'Cobra Three, we're out of range.

'Target is two miles out.'

Here it is.

What's he doing?

- Will it work? - It can be activated by one man.

It will render a nuclear yield of two kilotons.

- Why is he doing that now? - Because that was the deal.

One warhead for us, to do with as we wish.

After I get my money.

Helicopters!

Whatever you do, do not shoot any civilians. Do you understand?

Amerikanze.

Take out the road.

Rig me a heavy lift line.

Those fuckers you can shoot.

Let's get him out! Pull up!

Where are they goin', Alek? Where are they goin'?

Fuck you.

Get it down. Lower it.

Heavy line! Let's go!

- Grab it and get out! - Drop a cable!

Bring it down. More! More!

Come on, get on! Hook on!

- More! - Lower it! We gotta lower it!

Aaaagh!

Go!

We're clear!

All right, sweep 'em. 0pen 'em up. Let's go. Let's go.

- You all right, sir? - Yeah. 0pen'em up. Let's go.

Give me a radio. Cobra Three, are you there?

Six, what happened?

One assault aircraft is gone. Nine men are dead.

Kodoroff is dead, and we have recovered

eight nuclear warheads

- in their containers. - That's not enough.

- What? - 'That's not enough damn warheads.'

- For once, say something nice. - It was an SS18, ten warheads.

One detonated, eight there. That leaves one unaccounted for.

Colonel Devoe, there's somebody alive down here!

Hold on a minute. Take this. Motherfuck!

God damn it!

We got a live one, colonel.

- Do you speak English? - Yes, I went to Harvard.

Go, crimson! Help me up, please.

- Where's the other warhead? - Bring me up.

Listen.

You are gonna die unless you tell me where the other warhead is.

- I don't know. He took it. - Who?

I don't know his name. He's with the ones who arranged this.

- Kodoroff? - No, he just handled the money.

It was the other one!

He made me dismantle the primary, make it mobile.

- How? - It's in his backpack.

Help me up, please?

Just hang on. We'll bring you up.

Kelly? A guy got away with a bomb.

'Copy, Devoe. All right, come on back.'

Got it. The bank account on the kordech invoice.

Registered to an address in Grbavica, a Serbian suburb of Sarajevo.

Good. Get this information to IF0R. Tell them to proceed with caution.

Where are you going?

You made it.

I told you I would.

Is it heavy?

We must go.

- Are you all right? - I've been better. How about you?

I've been better. We traced the money to a man named Vlado Mirich.

IF0R found a tape in his apartment. They're sending it to us now.

They say it has a terrorist message on it.

Colonel, the guy you caught is Dr Amir Taraki.

Pakistani. PhD in astrophysics. Educated at Harvard.

That's right. We educated half the world's terrorists.

Tell me exactly what he said.

He took the primary from the warhead and put it in a backpack.

The primary is full of plutonium.

It could take out ten city blocks

and kill 100,000 people in a densely populated area like Sarajevo.

'You will look at what I have done and say,

'"of course, why not? They are all animals.

'"They have slaughtered each other for centuries."

'But the truth is,

'l'm not a monster.

'I'm a human man.

'I'm just like you, whether you like it or not.

'For years, we have tried to live together

'until a war was waged on us.

'On all of us.

'A war waged by our own leaders.

'And who supplied the Serb cluster bombs,

'the croatian tanks,

'the Muslim artillery shells

'that killed our sons and daughters?

'It was the governments of the West

'who drew the boundaries of our countries.

'Sometimes in ink, sometimes in blood.

'The blood of our people.

'And now, you dispatch your peacekeepers

'to write our destiny again.

'We can never accept this peace that leaves us

'with nothing but pain.

'Pain the peacemakers must be made to feel.

'Their wives, their children,

'their houses and churches.

'So now you know. Now you must understand.

'Leave us to find our own destiny.

'May God have mercy on us all.'

IF0R can shut down Bosnia. He'll never get into Sarajevo.

Wait, he's not going there.

We weren't meant to find this until after he'd detonated the bomb.

"Pain the peacemakers must be made to feel."

The peacemakers aren't in Bosnia. They're in Europe and the US.

- They're signing a treaty this week. - Tomorrow at the UN.

- What's the address? - By the river, east side.

Forty-fourth Street, 44E.

He's goin' to New York.

What've you got?

We can only close the airport with a Nuclear Emergency Response Plan.

- It has to come from her. - I'll give it to her.

I wanted to know

who they were.

Secure line to NMcc.

This is Dr Julia Kelly.

I am issuing a presidential directive for a Federal Nuclear Emergency Plan.

We have a possible weapon of mass destruction

coming into the United States by unknown terrorist or terrorists.

- Check in the rear. - Yes, sir.

Commencing diplomatic evacuation.

Ladies and gentlemen, your attention please.

I'm with the UN. We've been informed of a threat to the treaty signing.

We must get you off this plane to ensure your safety.

If you would all please stand up.

Thank you.

Move to the exits at the rear and front of the aircraft

in orderly fashion.

- Glad you made it. coffee? - No, thank you.

- I took a few Stay-Awakes earlier. - Dr Kelly?

- I'm fine. - How many did she take?

This is Mark carey, Energy.

Here, Special Agent in charge, David Branigan, FBI.

We're running NYPD and Agency response from here

in co-ordination with D0E.

- Evacuation plans? - National Guard.

- What about NEST? - Energy has containment teams

on alert in Battery Park.

We're running casualty scenarios.

Initial blast would throw 60 rads of radiation out 3 miles.

That's most of lower Manhattan and Queens.

2.5 to 3 million people, 50% survival rate.

Monitor wind patterns, and we need radiation detectors, ground and air.

- Intel report from IF0R. - Let me see that.

Vlado Mirich, Bosnian-Serb, radical.

Been missing for about a week. Father fought with Tito.

Has a half-brother who was a pianist in Sarajevo.

He's been arrested 3 times for smuggling and black-marketeering.

- It's gotta be him. - No, something's wrong.

The man in the tape. He's no black marketeer and he's not a nationalist.

He said, "I am a Serb, a croat and a Muslim".

He's holding everybody responsible. The background doesn't fit.

I've got a V Mirich on SwissAir Flight 1204 from Zurich to kennedy.

- Arriving when? - 7 minutes ago.

Call JFK. Send 'em a picture.

Excuse me!

Cover all the exits. Nobody gets out. Nobody!

- SwissAir, 1204, non-residents. - Station 20.

He's not here.

- He's not here! - We got a possible lD at desk 7.

It's the far corner.

Excuse me.

Vlado Mirich?

Yes?

Who the hell is this?

All right.

Passport's fake. Said he bought it in Sarajevo.

We've been able to detain eight men

with passports issued by countries of the former Yugoslavia.

- None matches your description. - Where the hell is he?

- Eight? - Not including the delegations.

- What? - They don't go through customs.

In all, must be a couple of hundred.

No, ma'am. We are talking about a terrorist situation.

We need to detain the entire delegation.

These are diplomats, guests of the US. I can't order them around.

- Then I need names and room numbers. - We're looking for Vlado Mirich.

This man isn't named Vlado Mirich.

This is Dusan Gavrich. He's with the Bosnian-Serb delegation.

Their minister was assassinated last week. He took his place.

The brother.

Go!

Oh, shit. Diplomatic papers. They never even searched it.

Still warm.

Move.

Nina!

Nina!

Help me!

Help me! Help my child!

Please help me!

East 44th Street.

- D0E, got anything yet? - Choppers are up.

The backpack will be leaking radiation

so we can locate him within a 3 to 4 block area.

Set up roadblocks here. We'll close off 2nd.

Funnel him down 43rd. Deploy snipers between 1st and 2nd.

Command centre.

General, we have to close down the east side of Second Avenue

from 55th to 42nd and the north side of 42nd from Sixth to the river.

'We're gonna be in position at the UN.

'Instruct all field agents, all snipers,

'subject cannot be aware of the hunt.'

Something big at UN today. Traffic bad all morning.

- 'Chopper one, anything?' - Negative.

'HQ, Kelly. We're gonna work our way south into the funnel.'

Suggest stopping anyone with a backpack north of 55th.

Roger. How soon will you get to the UN?

This is a national emergency.

- Get over here and spread 'em. - Put your hands on your head!

Who are the fascists now, huh?

Come on!

OK, guys, let's move it out.

Come on. Let's move it.

- What the hell is this? - We have instructions to...

it looks like Desert Storm! Get these men outta here now!

- Colonel. - Yeah.

Where's the containment trucks?

- It's grid locked. - Where are they?

There's a radiation source between Third and Second, 54th and 46th.

- Can you be more precise, D0E? - 'Not at this altitude.'

keep an open channel. When we locate him, go with the NEST team.

HRT command, put me direct with your closest shooter.

- 'Hunter One, copy.' - This is one.

'Expect he's comin' your way, one.'

- 'Do we have a green light?' - 'Affirmative.'

Get outside the barriers, folks.

I think he's between First and Second, probably below 46th.

All positions, do you see target?

No, sir. Not me.

Come on. come to Papa.

This is Four. Target acquired. Three hundred metres.

Not clean. Too many friendlies.

- This is Leader. Take the shot. - There's a child, a family.

Acknowledged. Take the shot.

Shoot him. come on.

Four, this is Leader. I repeat, take the shot.

Take the shot!

Shoot him! Take the shot!

Oh, God.

God damn it! Somebody shoot him!

This is one. I have target acquired. Four hundred yards, inbound.

No shot. Should open at 43rd.

FBI!

Take it easy, all right? Just get outta here.

Dispatch, this is 1501.

I need backup on 43rd Street as soon as you can get it for me.

Leader, this is one. Waiting for target to clear.

You with the backpack, get your hands up.

Get your hands up!

I'm a diplomat with the United Nations.

I must be allowed to pass.

Leader, I've lost him. He stopped.

- What? - He went behind some trees.

He's gotta be there. Reacquire. Move if you have to.

- What's in the backpack? cuffs. - You got it.

- Can you engage, One? - Negative. Somebody shooting.

Corner of 43rd and Second.

Is he down?

Is he down?

'Negative. They're southbound, toward 42nd.'

Stay in contact with the containment trucks

and have them ready to move on my command.

- Where are you from? - Philadelphia.

Give me the keys.

Out of the way! D0E, you have him?

He's eastbound on 42nd.

Get out of the way!

Go!

- East of Second, off 41st. - He went down there!

Stay behind me!

Drop your weapon, and show me your fuckin' hands.

We got him. Alley off 41st.

- You all right? - Yeah.

'The signal just quit. He's gotta be indoors.'

Oh, Vlado.

Move!

Move! Move!

Move!

- Anybody have him? - 'Negative. Nothing.'

- D0E, what have you got? - 'Still picking up an energy source

'somewhere in the area. We're circling back now.'

He'll never make it to the UN.

No need to. He's got a nuclear weapon.

He just sits down behind a dumpster and destroys half of Manhattan.

He doesn't wanna die behind a dumpster.

He wants his death to mean something.

Fan out. We've got a new perimeter. He's gotta be within 200 yards.

- Look for blood. - There's no sign, colonel,

he probably ducked into a building.

- Keep looking. - 'We'll circle a six-block area.'

Devoe!

Listen.

Go! Go!

Father, take these children. Move it!

Come on, quickly, girls.

Come on. Give me your hand. Give me your hand.

Let's go.

Go, go, go, go.

You cannot stop this.

Never!

Ok.

OK, just... just stay still.

Stay there.

Stay still.

It's Ok.

You don't wanna die like this.

Tell me about the bomb. Is it on the trigger?

Is it on a timer? Is it activated?

Come on, talk to me.

We can decide on a way out of this.

No!

Who decided for my wife?

My child, murdered. Huh?

For what?

For what?

For breathing?

For smiling?

And now, I am left.

Who decides for me?

Mr Gavrich, what is it you want?

I want it to be...

...like it was.

Sir, it's not our war.

- It is now. - No!

Son of a bitch.

Where the hell is NEST?

- It's on a timer. - Listen, the bomb's on a timer.

Ken, where the hell are they?

- I don't know. - Ken, tell me NEST is here.

'Affirmative. They'll be there in four minutes.'

They're not gonna make it. They're not gonna make it.

OK, you're gonna have to do this.

Understand? Look at this, what do you see?

Take a look at this and tell me what you see!

An SS18 primary with a plutonium core. A bomb inside a bomb.

It has a capacitor-relay detonator, double pull, double throw.

The only way of knowing is to open it up.

What?

Let's move it into the chapel. Get it off him. Get it off!

Hang on. We got a trip wire. We'll move the man and the bomb.

All at once. Here we go. Ready? Go.

Let's go! careful!

Get the gate!

- Why in here? - It'll help contain the radiation.

Get out of the church and evacuate as many people as you can.

- I need something for the screws. - Here.

- Anything. Quick! - Go, go.

Devoe, get out of here.

OK, I'll be in the truck!

The plutonium core is surrounded by explosive panels.

Uh, give me the knife. I need the knife back.

If we can separate one of the panels,

we may be able to blow up the outer bomb without...

the core going to nuclear yield.

You're gonna blow this up. You're gonna blow up the bomb?

You know what you're doin', right? You've done this before?

Defused stolen nuclear primaries jerry-rigged by Pakistanis?

No.

Ah, damn!

I need your gun. Give me the gun, I need the gun.

Go.

Easy, easy, easy, easy! It's all right.

14...13...12... Let's go!

It won't move!

10...9...8...

come on! 7...6...5.

Go, go, go, go!

Come here. Are you OK?

Hey, are you Ok?

Come here. come here.

Come here, hey.

- You Ok? - I think so.

Hey, listen, you're OK.

All right?

Sir, we need you to go with these medics.

Yeah, go. Go.

Julia, Julia!

Julia!

Julia!

- So, they give you any new medals? - Yes, they did.

- Well, you worked hard for them. - Thank you.

We've got kind of a tradition over at military ops.

Whenever combatants come back from the field in one piece,

we buy each other a beer.

- You made that up. - Yes, I did.

Well, um... I got ten more to go.

I'll wait.