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MAN :
Your attention, please.

Passengers for flight 8207,

you may board now at gate four.

I am Michael J. Lander,

Lieutenant Commander,
United States Navy.

I was... captured
on February 10, 1967,

while firebombing
a civilian hospital

near Ninh Binh.

I, uh...

am guilty of my war crimes,

and although I'm guilty
of my war crimes,

the Democratic Republic
of Vietnam hasn't punished me.

They have, uh,
showed me the suffering

that I have caused
by my crimes.

I'm sorry for what I've done.

I am sorry
that we killed children...

...and I call
upon the American people

to stop the war.

The Democratic Republic
of Vietnam has no animosity...

...toward the American people.

It's the warmongers
who are making the war.

What about Vietnam?

Forgive me.

Well, Dahlia was, uh...

was concerned about security.

No.

I was concerned
at the lack of trust.

I know 100 times more
about that man

than any piece of film.

I want that film destroyed.

Enough.

As for the man Lander,
you will have to take my word.

He lives for it.

After all, it was he
who approached us.

Are you convinced
about him?

Can you control him?

To a degree.

To the degree
you can control your child.

A brilliant child--
he doubts,

or he is dangerous.

He reminds me
of you sometimes, Nageeb.

Don't bring personalities
into this discussion, Dahlia.

Why not?

It's our personality

which projects the image
of our cause.

That's enough.

Now, tell him
what projectiles

the American is planning to use,
and how many.

220,000 steel rifle dots.

Rifle dots.

Interesting.

With initial velocity
of 600 meters per second.

That's right.

Striking where
it hurts them most.

Where they feel most at home.

Dahlia, I think Nagawa
would like to get down

to technical requirements.

No. Please.

Go on.

Go on, comrade.

We are going to make a broadcast
to the world on that day

which you are going
to let me record tomorrow.

I shall give the American people
their state of the nation.

We accomplished everything
we set out to do.

It has been very fruitful
for me.

Adieu.

Adieu.

Before I leave,

I have two questions
to ask of you.

This American of yours--

are you certain he is able
to get all the rifle dots?

Absolutely.

Good.

My Japanese comrades would
have had a difficult time

manufacturing that quantity

and meet your January 9
deadline.

However, for the rest...

rely upon me.

You'll have it
within ten days.

Now, for my second question.

Why will the American do this?

I can tell you only
that he will.

What is to stop him
from weakening,

giving you over
to the police?

Me.

I'm there
to stop him.

He depends upon me completely.

Nageeb...

I am going
to make that recording now.

The American people
have remained deaf

to all of the cries
of the Palestinian nation.

People of America,

this situation is unbearable
for us.

From now on,
you will share our suffering.

The choice is yours.

Shalom aleichem.

In the van.

The van.

He's dead!

Leave him!

The film! You
must get it!

It burned.
The tape!

Tape?!
I made the tape
tonight, Fasil.

It was good, Major.

ANNOUNCER :
The Los Angeles Rams remind you

that tickets for
the next three Ram home games

are available here
at the Coliseum

at Tunnels 11 and 19.

Third down and four
for Los Angeles

on the 49er 45-yard line.

Harris's pass, intended
for Jackson, was incomplete.

However, there is a penalty
on the 49ers: offsides.

It'll be first down, Rams.

Hey, Mike, he wants us
over the west side of the field.

Did you get that, Mike?

Sure he got it!

What the hell
they think

we're riding
up here, rails?

Yes, well,
we're trying for...

Hey, Mike!

I'm getting a lot of heat
from down there.

Can't you push it
a little?

Will you tell him
we're bucking a 25-
knot wind up here?!

He says we've
blown the shot, Mike.

Oh, man,
is he pissed off.

Well... why don't you tell him
to try pissing off

into this, uh, 25-knot wind
we got up here?

Charles, my boy, I sure
did the best I could.

Okay, thanks, Mike.

Take care, Mike.

The network
wants to know

what the hell
happened up there.

Listen, nobody but Mike

would even take it up
in this kind of wind.

God sakes,
this man flies

the hurricane watches,
you know that.

Yeah, and if
Goodyear complains

to your pilots'
association,

that's all he's
going to be flying.

Good evening, sir.Good evening.

May I take
your coat?

Thank you.Yes, sir.

Good evening,
gentlemen.

Sam Corley, FBI.

Pleasure.

Ambassador.How nice to see you.

DAHLIA:
The American people

have remained deaf to all the
cries of the Palestinian nation.

But if a foreign people

took over the states of
Virginia, Georgia and New Jersey

and forced the people
of those states

to leave their homes and lands,

would they not feel
bitter and betrayed?

Therefore,
understand how we feel.

People of America,

this situation
is unbearable for us.

Until you understand that

and stop helping the Israelis
with arms and money,

we of the Black September
movement

will make it unbearable for you.

From now on,
you will share our suffering.

Today's horror is nothing
to what will happen

unless your government acts now.

We have begun the year
for you with bloodshed.

I shall not rejoice
over my part in this action

and we hope it will not
have to continue.

We want to be your brothers.

The choice is yours.

Shalom aleichem.

Major Kabakov?

This tape is not a threat.

It is to be used
after the attack.

Probably January.

The quote:

"We have begun the year
for you with bloodshed."

Any chance that your raid
destroyed the plot,

uh, as well as
uncovering it?

No, sir.
She's still alive.

Huh. Presumably
scared as hell.

Black September
does not scare.

You either kill
or you get killed.

She was not killed
because I did not kill her.

Of course I should.

Michael?

Just hold it
right there.

Don't you move a step.

Turn the light on.

You're three days late.

Why?

What were you trying
to do, set me up? Huh?

It's gonna take me ten
seconds to find it out.

Now, you start very slowly

and you tell me
what the hell happened.

Please.

Michael.

All is well.

All is normal.

Then what went wrong?

Nothing went wrong.

Nothing?

Nothing?!

Why didn't you
telephone, then?

Why didn't you put yourself
in my place

for five goddamn seconds,
and call me up?

You could've done that.

I been here for three days!

Don't you understand that?
Waiting for you!

You know me well enough
to know what that can do to me.

Look at me!

Michael...

there were reasons.

Please, listen.

Everything is arranged.

Everything is perfect.

I can show you.

Don't...

Look.

Look what I brought for you.

All the way

from Beirut.

What is it?

It better be a goddamn
plastic explosive.

You're mighty lucky
that's what it is.

That's the same stuff
the Cong was using.

It's more powerful
than ours but
not as stable.

It doesn't matter.

I mean, is this
the only thing you got?

Where the hell's the rest of it?

This isn't going to do it.

On its way.

How much?

How much did you ask for?
500 kilos?

As a minimum, yeah.

600 kilos will be coming

in a week.

How?

By ship.

From Hong Kong.

Into Long Beach Harbor.

No record
of her in Beirut

either before
or after the raids.

An analysis of her voice
by our experts

concludes she probably
learned English

either in Switzerland
or Germany,

and spent the last year
with Americans

or in the United
States itself.

I'll put our Lebanon people
on it tonight.

You know, Sam, I really think
the ball is more in your court

than in mine.

The Israeli
government
will, of course,

do everything
to help.

Thanks, Mr. Ambassador, but, uh,

until we get photos, dossiers,
at least some background,

all we can do
is put out a general alert

to Customs, Immigration,
Coast Guard,

based on the description
you gave us.

Which was very inadequate,
I must admit.

Well, that's all we have,
that's all we can do, Major.

I think we have to accept that
for now, Mr. Corley.

That's fantastic,
Michael.

You didn't tell me
you finished the mold.

Almost.

Want some coffee?

Oh.

What is this?

It's for the test.

Michael, do we need
to make that test?

Absolutely. And I'm not
going to discuss it
with you again.

There's going
to be a test.

When the stuff comes,
I'll take my vacation--

come in here
and work 16 hours a day.

How we going to know?

From the importer,

a Turk called Muzi.

He has been paid $100,000.

Michael,

you are supposed to be

at the rehabilitation
center in two hours.

I know you hate going there but,
if you don't,

they will send
someone around here--

a caseworker--
poking about.

You told me that.

Listen, they have only
to make one bad report,

and it's no more flying,
so please.

Michael.

How are you feeling today?

You mean,
am I crazy today?

Oh, of course,
I don't.

Liar.

I'm sorry, Dahlia.

I'll go.

I'll go.

And not only that,

I'll be good.

After all...

I was a hero.

Michael...

you don't have to kill them
one at a time.

Hi.

My name's Lander.

I have an appointment
with Mr. Pugh at 10:30.

Take a number.

Well, haven't you
been here before?

Yes, I've been here before.

Well, take a number.

Twenty-three.

WOMAN:
You're welcome.

I'll see you
next month.

Forty-two.

Mr. Muzi?

Come in.

I have come
about the shipment

of Madonna statues
from Hong Kong.

Identification?

Kaza.

Fifty-two.

Ah, Captain Lander.

How are you?

Harold Pugh.

Sit down, Captain.

Let's see
what we've got here.

I must say, you're
looking well, Captain.

Thank you, sir.

Bounced back nicely,
I'd say.

Well... tried.

Mm-hmm.

Good to be back
with the family, I'm sure.

The family's fine, I understand.

Uh, they're not with you?

No, sir.
Uh... I'm divorced.

I think you'll find it
there in the folder.

Uh, you get to see
the children, though.

No, sir.

I don't get to
see my children.

But you have, uh,
visitation rights.

Mr. Pugh, my children
are very small.

They don't know much
about my rights.

Uh... look, I-I'm sorry.

Uh, sit down, Captain,
will you? Uh...

My predecessor, Gorman,

left very few notes,
I'm afraid.

I'm, uh, curious as to why
you resigned your commission.

To save the Navy distress.

Look at me, sir.

I, uh... look
like an upstanding
person, don't I?

You know that I was four times
decorated?

Four times. It's right--

Yes, I read it.
Very distinguished.

Well, you wouldn't
think that a man--

a distinguished
man like that--

would cause a big
Navy like ours any
distress, would you?

No.

Mr. Pugh, you'd be surprised.

Well, listen, let me get
some of this down. Um...

When were you divorced,
Captain?

She filed...

one month after my release.

Don't be dismayed, sir.

The government did everything
that they could.

Yes, I'm sure.
Still, it must've been--

A Naval officer came around
several times after my capture

and had tea with Margaret
and counseled her...

and he told her that
the life expectancy

of a released P.O.W. is
about one-half the average.

He also told her
about the high rate

of homosexuality and impotence
among released P.O.W.s,

and stressed the impotence.

Captain, that's, uh,
standard procedure in the Navy.

I understand that, sir.

He felt he was doing his job.

He was preparing
her for what it was

she was going to
have to go through.

Shewas going to have to go
through.

Sometimes it's better
to let this out, you know.

I know, sir.
But it's all...

water under the bridge now,
you know...

'cause I don't have that problem
anymore.

Uh, surely, Captain,

there were other factors
involved, right?

Yeah.

She was getting a little dick
on the side,

if that's what you mean.

CORLEY:
Yeah, I got that.

What else
do you got?

What kind?

Yeah? The number on it?
Any registration?

Golly.

David, come back here.

CORLEY:
Where was it?

Yeah, Texas. Right.

Mm-hmm. Got that.

And what else?

Four Black
September women.

CORLEY:
Thirty-two.

No. Next.

Oh-- Students outside
American University of Beirut,

August '73.

Yeah, I will.
Anything?

Ditto, January '74.

I will.

We will never find this woman
through photographs.

Well, then let's
continue to go
on, anyway.

I got a case containing
a dozen Armalite rifles

found abandoned on a pier:
Wilmington, Delaware.

Hmm?Coast Guard intercepted
a private launch

outside Galveston, Texas--
32 sticks of delignite.

Treasure hunters.

Moshe-- next.

It's him.

OFFICER :
This is the Coast Guard

to the vessel
alongside the Suma Maru.

Get the hell out of here.

Stand by to be boarded.

Cover me.

MAN :
Rescue Coordination Center,
we read you.

MAN 2:
This is cutter Point Camp,
in pursuit of small craft,

white with dark trim,

two people on board.

Entering harbor
at excessive speed.

Unable to continue pursuit
at this speed

without damaging pleasure craft
in area.

Request smaller boats from base
take up pursuit.

MAN:
We roger that, Point Camp.

MAN 3:
Base, this is Coast Guard
Oh-Three

taking up pursuit
of subject vessel

with Coast Guard One-Two
en route to enter harbor.

MAN 3:
Base, this is Oh-Three.

Subject has taken evasive action
and entered main ship channel.

MAN:
This is 12.

Will continue in pursuit,
main channel.

Base, this is 12.

Have lost visual contact.

Continue up channel
to B basin.

She's right on time.

Okay, we got him.

Subject vessel spotted

making high-speed run
for inner basin.

We're in pursuit.

This is base.

We roger that.

Drawbridge operator,
this is the Coast Guard.

Emergency. Raise the bridge.

Repeat. Raise that bridge!

Bridge operator
to Coast Guard.

I can't help you. Negative.

Hey, I'm committed
to a freight train.

Jesus, man!
There's nothing I can do!

Base, this is Oh-Three.

Have completed search.

Good, Mike.

Negative results.

Looks like they made it.

You can damn well
believe that.

Oh-Three and 12,
return to base.

Yeah.

Notify civilian authorities...

Let me ask you something.

That little nipper
that helped us out there--

that captain--
how much does he know

about the overall plan?

I think nothing.

Well, he knows
that other Jap,

the one you met
in Beirut.

And he does know.

Possibly.

Anyway, he won't talk.

No.

He won't.

This is Mr. Kabakov,
Mr. Moshevsky.

Working with me
on the case.

Jim Radner
of our Los Angeles office.

Nice work, Jim.

Well, I didn't know
whether you wanted

to come out now or later.

Took the first plane
when you told us

the ship was
under Libyan charter.

Well, I...Can we go up now,
Mr. Corley?

Okay.
We're coming aboard.

Up the ladder
on the left, Sam.

I sure appreciate that, Officer.

There's such a heavy
seasonal depreciation

in this type of merchandise.

Any other business,
you know...

Pardon me, gentlemen.

CAPTAIN:
Ah, no! I don't want
any more people on my ship!

Who are these men?
Who are you?

Don't think we'll bother
too much with introductions.

Corley, FBI
headquarters.

I'm Lieutenant
Doyle, Mr. Corley.

And this Bill Dockert
of U.S. Customs...

Mr. Dockert.Mr. Corley,
how are you?

I don't think we got
very much here.

We did a
routine search.

Checked cargo
against manifest...

Look, I don't want
to say this again,

but I got $200,000 worth
of Christmas novelties

out there waiting to unload.

Now, if they're not
in my shop by Wednesday,

I'm-I'm a little mad.

Uh, I am the Assistant
Libyan Consul.

The captain has permitted
a search,

but if he had refused,
he would've been in his right.

This ship
is Japanese territory.

MOSHEVSKY:
Captain, what was
that speedboat doing

alongside your ship?

We questioned the
captain on that point,

and everything's
perfectly satisfactory.

And what about his answer
was so convincing?

Law of sea.

Speedboat was out of fuel.

I obeyed law of sea.

Why did he
run away then?

Not my business.

Maybe he was smuggler
for all I know, huh?

Oh, we are wasting
our time.

No!

You are wasting
my time.

Now, I go ashore now.

Against law to stop me.

You stay.

Search ship second time,
third time.

I go ashore.

Now, this is my ship,
my cabin.

Everybody get out!

I get my release.

Oh, you sure
do, Mr. Muzi.

There's no further
basis for an impound.

Okay with you,
Lieutenant?

Aye, sir.All right,
let's go.

It's wonderful to see the FBI
step in, Mr. Corley.

Robert?

Don't be so rude to everybody.

You didn't answer my question
this morning.

Why did the boat run away?

You can forget
about the law--

land or sea, Captain--
we are the law.

Captain Ogawa, I really
don't want to have you killed.

I really don't.

But we have very little time
left.

Perhaps one minute.

I don't know
why boat turn away.

Not my business.

I'm going to slit
your artery now.

Oh, the police
are on the dock.

I must remember
not to get blood
on my clothing.

No!

Don't.

I...

I will talk.

Robert,

let him sit himself up.

Robert,

just go outside.

Just make yourself
comfortable, Captain.

Who paid you?

Bank of Tripoli
on Hong Kong.

How many were on the speedboat?

Two.

Men or women?

Man.

Woman.

What did they look like?

I don't know.

Why?

Wore masks.

What nationality?

Man, American.

Woman... silent.

What did they take off your ship

and put in the speedboat?

They take off 12 crates.

Weigh each maybe 100...

200 pounds.

Yes.

This is Captain Ogawa.

ANCHORMAN:
The President is expected back
in Washington tomorrow morning.

Locally, Long Beach fire
and police officials

have been unsuccessful
in their attempts

to find the cause
in last night's explosion

aboard the Japanese freighter,
Suma Maru.

Captain Tekiaki Ogawa
was instantly killed

when the explosion occurred
in his cabin.

An Israel national identified
as David Kabakov was taken

to Queen of Angels Hospital
for treatment of shock

and possible internal injuries.

His condition is listed
as satisfactory.

Also, here at home,
controversy continues

with citizens' groups appearing
before the city...

WOMAN:
Your father's name?

Benjamin.

Living or dead,
Mr. Kabakov?

Dead, nurse.

Your mother's
maiden name?

Raquel née
Rabinovich.

Dead.

Married
or single?

I was married.

Divorced
or widowed?

Widowed.

Do we have to go
through all this?

I'm sorry,

but we do require
these particulars.

Children?

Yes, three.

Are they presently

in this country,
Mr. Kabakov?

No. My two boys are dead,

but I have a daughter
who lives in Jerusalem.

In Jerusalem,

Israel.

Thank you,
Mr. Kabakov.

Gentlemen, we
would very much
appreciate it

if you would
leave as quickly
as possible.

Thank you, nurse.

You, um...

I'd be
interested
to know

how the bomb
was set off.

The, uh,

explosive charge was
in the receiver itself,

activated by a specific
sound frequency

on the other end

when the victim identified
himself.

Yes, we have used that technique
very often ourselves.

I-I should have guessed that
one moment earlier.

Yes. Well, I'm going to have

to give you a warning.

In your own operational circle
in Israel,

I understand behind your back

they call you
"The Final Solution."

A man who
takes things

to their ultimate
conclusion and beyond.

Some of them say that
to my face.

Yes. Well, you're not going
to do it here.

Whatever you may think
of our methods,

you'll play by our rules
or leave.

In fact, you'll be lucky
to be allowed to leave.

I mean it.

It applies to both of you.

Corley.

Be right down.

They checked the fingerprints
from the cabin.

Negative.

See you later.

Major, I think you're lucky
to be alive.

Fingerprints.

I should've asked
that captain

if they wore gloves
as well as masks.

I should've
made sure of that.

WOMAN :
Dr. Koker, emergency entrance,
please.

Dr. Koker,
emergency entrance, please.

Robert?

Do you remember,
once you said to me if...

peace, if real peace
ever comes to Israel...

you won't know
how to live anymore.

They'll have to put you down
like an old war dog.

Robert...

I do want to be put down
like an old dog.

I am...

what the Americans call "beat."

I'm washed up, I'm through.

Don't tell that to me.

To other people...

but not to me.

No. You're the only person
I can tell it to.

You know for 30 years,

I have been killing
and murdering.

What have I achieved?

Same world...

same wars, same enemies,
same friends...

and same victims.

I should've killed the girl.

You would have.

At your age, I would have.

What you do not know is

that if I had the chance
to pull the trigger tomorrow...

I am not sure if I could.

Doubt has entered in.

That's no good.

So, uh...

Listen, uh...

"Old Dog..."

I'm going to talk to Corley

and give him a bit of...
Israeli advice.

The trouble is, David...

You've come to see both sides
of the question.

That is never good.

Shalom.

My, uh...

My mother... once said,

"Anybody who has
a nervous breakdown

has got something wrong
with them."

Moshe?

Shalom.

WOMAN :
Father Mathers, report
to administration, please.

Repeat: Father Mathers
to administration, please.

Mr. Robert Moshevsky,
the telephone, please.

Mr. Robert Moshevksy...

Can I take it here?

Sure.

Hello?

Yes, it is.

Would you try again
in two hours, please?

Thank you.

Sister Mary Rose,
room 4201, please.

Repeat. Sister Mary Rose
to room 4201.

Excuse me.

You're not supposed
to go in there.

And you aren't
supposed to be here.

Visiting hours
are over.

I'm his
night sister.

I'm taking the
patient his pill.

If you don't mind,

first we go down
and check with security.

When I have given
him his pill,

I will be more
than happy to do
that, but first...

No, no, no, no, no.

First, we go downstairs.

You'll only make
extra work for me,

but if you insist.

You can leave your tray here,
if you like.

I wouldn't dream of
leaving it here, Mister...

Moshevsky.

Dr. Treman, please report
to surgery.

Fourth floor, please.

All security guards,
fourth floor, please.

Hey. David...

David, you all right?

Right.

David.

I've got to tell
you something,
Major Kabakov.

Your friend
Moshevsky's
been killed.

Potassium chloride injected
into the carotid artery.

A woman disguised
as one of...

the hospital sisters...

Just found him.

Elevator in the hospital.

I've got an all points bulletin
out on the woman.

I just don't know what
to say to you, Major.

Leave me alone,
will you please, Mr. Corley?

That ship's manifest...
was phony.

I don't know
what you're talking about.

That manifest you gave
to the Customs was phony.

Now, either you're going
to tell me all about that

and a lot more,
or you are going...

to die.

Now...

just blink for yes,

or die for no.

There were 12 crates
on that ship.

12 that came off.

What were they?

They were just statuettes.

What were they?

Explosives.

Plastic explosives.

Tell me about the girl.

What was she like?

She wore dark glasses.

I never saw
her eyes.

I haveseen her eyes.

Where does she live?

I swear...

I don't know.

What did she call herself?

Kaza.

Who introduced you to her?

I mean, who was the contact?

Who... who is the man
who paid you the money?

Oh, well, Mr. Muzi...

...now you are going
to die,

unless you tell me who
was the man who paid you.

Where does he live?

How did she know him?

Mamud! Mamud Al Bernadi.

He's an Egyptian!

He lives now
in Tripoli!

Mamud Al Bernadi?

Lives in Tripoli.

Hmm...

I don't know why... I think
I'm going to let you live.

Oh, we're caught.

Hey, what are you
folks doing here?

This is private property.

That's absolutely right,
and that's why we're here.

We represent
a big Los Angeles syndicate

that's interested in spending

quite a bit of money
on this place.

Syndicate, huh?

Consortium, yeah.

Plug that into the battery
there, darling.

Thank you.

So if you don't mind, uh,

we'd sure like to take
a few pictures.

Yeah, consortium,
huh?

You know, I told them
they should hold out

for something like that.

You know, there's a
charge for landing.

Absolutely.

$25.

You got it.

Oh... my fault.
Excuse me.

It's really rude.

There you go, 25.

And, uh, here's another 25.

Buy yourself a drink.

Thank you.

Of course,
just between us,

they been letting
this place go to hell.

Why, if I hadn't
spent all them
extra hours up there

shoring up that
roof, this place...

The place would look
a hell of a lot worse

than it does right now, right?

Say, you know
what I'd like to do?

Uh, we'd sure appreciate it

if we could start
shooting, uh, inside.

Sure. Come
right in here.

Oh, that'd be just great.
Go ahead, darlin'.

You know, the, uh,

the group that
we work for...

...they'd sure want
to keep you on here.

Would you like that?Yeah, yeah.

Oh, that's swell.

You know, there's been
a lot of hackers and kidsRight there.

and picnics
this summer,

but I've kept
them all off.

Ah, you're a good man.

Then when you get
through inside...Set it right here.

...I know some good
places outside

where you can get
some pictures.

Oh, that'd be swell.

Boy, you sure got a lot
of good equipment there.

Say, that's
a pretty fancy camera.

Yeah, it sure is, isn't it?

It's brand-new.

Ah... okay.

Listen, can I give you a hand?

No, we've got it here.
Just hang on.

Oh, okay, let it down.

Slow, slow, there you go.

You got it.

It's a panoramic, you know.

Is that right?

Mm-hmm.

Well, you know, it's
pretty dark in here.

Has that thing
got a flash on it?

Sure does.

Hey, if you like, you know,

I-I could, uh, stand
over here like this.

Give it some scale.

Hey, that'd
really be terrific.

I tell you what...

why don't you,
uh, here,

put your hand
up like that.

Put the pipe
in the mouth.

Oh, darling, doesn't
he look great?

Now, I'll just...

adjust these little guys.

Just hold that pose
for one second,

and get these little
doohickeys in here,

and we'll be
right with you.

There we go.

Now, here...

now, darling, here.

Now, we're going
to be right back.

You just hold
up one second.

Right.

Geez, you look
just great.

I'm ready!

When are you
gonna to shoot?

It's completely symmetrical!

Michael!

On both sides!

Michael,
Michael, please,

let's not stay around
here too long, please?

Look at this.
It works.

Look, darling,
look at this!

Michael, please,
let's go.

No, goddamn it,
you're going to look at this!

We're not going anyplace!
Now, look.

Now study that.
Look at that.

That's brilliance, darling.

What are you talking
about going?

Look at that!

We deserve this moment,
sweetheart.

Don't you understand something?

When we set off the big one,
we're both going with it.

Look at this.

Absolute goddamn brilliance.

Oh, God,
there's absolutely

no bunching together
at the darts.

They're all dispersed evenly.

I mean, natural art.
Look here.

Look, look here.

Look at the light on your face.

Oh, you look beautiful.

All those little holes
make a pattern on your face.

And you know what that means?

That means that every
single dart came down

in exactly the perfect
arc it was supposed to.

And I was worried, you
know, that back there

maybe I set 'em too
close to the charge,

and they'd disintegrate.

That way
all I'd have done is,

uh, fill up
25 Institutes for the Deaf

to commit suicide.

Why so long a face?

We're champions!

Look at that.

Goddamn champions.

Don't you understand?

Darling, don't you
realize something?

The day we set
the big one off,

we're only going to be
a hundred feet off the ground.

Right over the 50-yard line.

Now, look at this.

That means 222,000 darts in
a kill zone for 80,000 people.

That ought to do the job
pretty well.

Yeah...

pretty goddamn well.

Kabakov.

Colonel Riaf.

We have known a lot
about each other.

I listened to the tape
that you sent me.

It was quite brave of you
to take this step on your own.

If it was...

on your own.

Well, I can assure
you, Colonel,

that no one on
my side knows

that I am here with you

or that I have
communicated with
you in any way.

You want us to do
your work for you?

Why?

Because if this happens,

it will be very bad
for my cause.

But it will also be
very bad for yours,

and in the end, you know,
it might be worse for yours.

You have a reputation
for ruthlessness, Major.

What happened to it?

If this thing is
indeed going to
be so bad for us,

why don't you go home,
have some sleep?

Colonel, we have fought
many battles

on opposite sides.

We've had some victories;
we've had some defeats.

If this happens,
for both of us it is a defeat.

Your government has outlawed
Black September, hasn't it?

I agree.

What is it you
want from us?

Well, I want one photograph
of the girl on the tape...

some dossier.

How you get that--
I don't know how...

possibly from the man
in... in Tripoli.

He was Egyptian;
you expelled him.

You have 100 sources
of information,

of access denied to me,

but you must cooperate
with me right now.

Just because you
did not consult your
embassy superiors

does not mean that
you have to expect me

to be rash... or foolhardy.

The word you used before
was "brave."

I didn't particularly want
to have to say this.

I think I will.

Five minutes ago,
you had a choice.

Now you've no choice.

If you do not help me,
you may have on your hands

the blood of a great many
innocent Americans.

And so, if you
do not help me...

I am going
to make this conversation

very widely known.

Good day... Kabakov.

Her name is Dahlia Iyad.

Of Arab-German extraction.

Born on a farm
near Haifa,

formerly Palestine, in 1948.

Her father, brother killed
by Israeli commandos

in war of same year.

She, sister, mother
expelled-- '49.

Lived in a tent

in desert refugee camp,
Gaza-- '49.

'57, her mother died
of typhus-- 51.

Sister raped in war of '56.

Refugee camp,
Jordan-- '57.

Sent by Arab League
to Beirut University-- '66.

Geneva-- '70.

Black September: joined in 1973.

Here is her face.

Look at it.

After all...

in a way, she's your creation,
Major Kabakov.

Hotel...

Edward.

Right.

No, I'm fine.

I will time the route
to the airport tomorrow.

Then I will take
the first available flight.

Can't wait.

Bye.

They know who you are--

the Americans.

They found out yesterday.

They have your name,
your photograph.

It will be
in every police station,

bank, and post office.

How did this happen?

Once they'd found the tape
which you insisted on making,

it was only a matter of time...

but they were quicker
than we anticipated.

I've come to get you
out of the country.

Put that away.

Who is it?

Bellhop.

Coming.

Happy New Year.

What you are
really saying is...

the operation is canceled.

Right.

For your own safety
and the whole organization.

That's very easy.

As easy as pulling out a gun,

and as stupid.

Look, Fasil,
I have already faced

far greater risks and dangers
than this new one.

Risks... you know nothing about,

and I overcame
all of them,

and now, at the very
point of success,

you want to cancel,

when the bomb is here,
ready to go off.

Ah, no.

I have been through too much
for that.

We know what you've been
through, and you've done well.

It would have been difficult

even with
a perfectly normal man.

We give you credit
for that.

I don't want credit.

I want to win!

And it shows how little
you know.

A normal man wouldn't have
approached us

in the first place,

and this one is very gifted.

That's why it's
going to work,

and I'm going to stay

and see it through.

You go back to Beirut.Listen!

I am your superior
in the organization,

and you will obey orders.

You may be my superior
in the organization,

but you are not a woman.

In case you had any idea
of taking over,

he doesn't give a damn
about Black September politics.

Help me!

I don't need
protection,

I need help.

Major?

We've found Dahlia Iyad.

You're sure?

Positively identified

in a Miami hotel last night.

I got a plane waiting. Let's go.

Thank God.

The girl had already gone
by the time we got there,

but the man is
still there--

the man who
was with her.

Yeah.That's his room
up there,

the fourth floor,
third window.

Who is this man?

He's registered
as Alex Stephanos.

Yes.

Mohammad Fasil.

She's with him,
all right.Who is he?

Organized the attack on the
Olympic village in Munich,

Black September.Ah, yes.

We've got the hotel
staked out, sir:

men in the lobby,

that worker over
across the street,

and we've got a marksman
up in that...

No, I don't want any marksmen.

No firing,
not while she's free.

You tell your men.
Be very careful, be very alert.

Very dangerous,
very professional.

He watches everything,
everything.

Here he comes.

Yes, it's Fasil.

Any messages for 39?

No.

Tell your men not to shoot,

even if they get him
in the clear.

Get him on the radio.

Hold your fire!Hold your fire!

Hold your fire!

Put your hands
up now!

Get down!

Put your heads down!

You over there,
keep down!

Put your hands...

Down, down!

Put your heads down!

Don't fire!
Repeat, don't fire!

Don't shoot.

Keep your heads down.
Keep your heads down!

Hold it right there.

Hold your fire.
Get down.

Keep down!

No, get back! Back to the right!

Round the other alley!

Fasil!

Fasil!

If you drop your gun,
we don't shoot!

Fasil!

Fasil!

You're all right.

It's all right.
It's all right.

Turn here.

Parties on line--
seal off the alley

at the other end.

I see the suspect.

There he is.

Coming toward us.

We've got him.

Go on in to seal off
the end of that street.

Go back through
the alley!

All units--
stop at the beach.

Seal off the beach area.

Fasil, drop the gun!

Drop it!

We're not
going to shoot!

Drop it!

I told you about that man,

Mr. Corley.

Should've let him shoot you.

British passport,
American passport...

Mr. Corley?

Mm-hmm?

What exactly is this Super Bowl?

Oh, my God.

CORLEY:
Now, what other precautions
can you take, Captain?

Well, as you know,

all underground passageways
will be checked and secured.

CORLEY:
All right.

CAPTAIN:
We'll place 24-hour guards

on every entrance
and on every exit.

Good.

The staff is being
double-checked

for security.

We're going to take
every possible

precaution
in the business.

Mr. Robbie,

could I speak to you
for a moment, please?

Certainly.

I'd like to tell you, sir,
that with Black September

there's no way you can take
"every possible precaution."

They know exactly
what they're going
to do, why, and when.

The only way we can take
every possible precaution

is to cancel the game.

Cancel the Super Bowl?

That's the most ridiculous
suggestion I've ever heard.

That's like
canceling Christmas.

If you do it,
you might as well cancel

every athletic contest
in this country.

No, he's
absolutely right.

They can't cancel
the Super Bowl.

Mr. Robbie, you do
realize there could be

80,000 people killed
in your stadium.

All right, so you don't
want to cancel the game.

Well, then,
you have to stop

every private plane
within 300 miles.

You have to cancel
every commercial flight

over Southern
Florida that day.

Don't worry
about it, Major.

It's already
been taken care of.

What else, Mr. Robbie?

Well, there's
the Goodyear blimp.

That's got to fly.

Why? What is
this blimp?

What does it got...
supposed to do?

It'll take the picture
for television.

KABAKOV:
Officer, what else

has got to fly
that day?

Well, a police helicopter
has to fly.

ROBBIE:
And hishelicopter.If it comes.

Whose?He'll come.

Who?The President.

What? The President
of the United States?

Well, who the hell else?

He's a great football fan.

Wait a minute, wait a minute--
are you telling me

the President of the United
States is coming here?

That's exactly
what I'm saying.

I talked to him
this morning.

Well, that's just too bad,

because this is one game he's
going to watch on television.

Michael?

What's happened?

What's happened, Michael?

It's finished.

They took it away.

Took what away? Who?

I've been waiting to tell you.

Uh... I was waiting
for you to come home.

You remember
that other guy... Farley.

They want him
for the Super Bowl.

He's been flying
all of the playoff games

while I've been down
in here on vacation.

Don't look at me like that,
Dahlia.

There's nothing
I could do about it.

They like him better.

His work.

One time I didn't get their
shots for them in a high wind.

And I was the best blimp pilot
this Navy ever had.

And then they
phased out blimps.

They put me in helicopters.

I thought you'd like
to see me in my uniform.

I don't want
to see that, Michael.

You don't have
to show me that.

Well, I...

I don't want to see it!

But this is what I was.

I wasn't kidding you
when I said I was a hero.

See these?

They don't give you these
for nothing, you know.

Look at this one.

And you see this one here?

It has
one little star.

That means two times.

This is
the Silver Star...

This really means something
in this country.

This is the Silver Star.

When they give you this
and they give you these,

and then they take
them away from you,

they're really
asking for it!

And Farley knows that.

He came over here,

and he was ashamed that he
was having to replace me.

He even said, why didn't I
go with him down to Florida

and-and gave me two
tickets for the game.

Dahlia...Don't touch me!

Look...

We can try again next year.

No.

No-- yes, we can.

We can come back next season
and set it up again.

No!

That's it.

It's now or never,
so it's never.

We can't wait.

Well, I could've
done it...

You couldn't!

You couldn't!

I see that now.

I-I was too full of myself.

"I can handle it."

Even Fasil
could have done better.

I unload this whole operation
to depend on a man

who is incapable
of going through with anything.

Let alone, a project like this,
but how could I have thought it?

A man without
any political convictions

Don't say that I couldn't
have gone through with it.

I could've gone
through with it.

Except for
an accident, I...

There are no accidents!

Why do you talk to me like that?

That's that same psychological
bullshit that I was getting

from all those psychs
at the V.A.

Expect you did.

It's probably them
who reported you,

after that last time

when you behaved yourself
like a sick child.

You're talking just exactly
like they were!

Every one of them!

Who loved these medals, and then
they chaired my court-martial.

Do you understand
what I went through?

Huh? Do you know that I was
months a prisoner of war?

Do you know that I was months
in solitary confinement

in a little 4 x 4 bamboo cell?

367 days,
six years they held me!

As a prisoner of war!

And then I came back here,
and my life was hell back here

because she took it away
from me,

they... every single one
of them took it away from me.

All those guys, too.

Yeah, I see them every Sunday.

I see them from up there,
down in the mass.

Their little upturned faces

and their two little weenies
and a Coke,

watching the big game,
cheering the big game,

because they cheer
all the good things.

They cheer the big game,
and they cheer court-martials,

and they love the big event
because it makes them feel big,

and I was going
to give it to them big!

They'd have been talking
about that goddamned game

for the next 5,000 years!

And so would Margaret,
and so would the kids.

Margaret and the kids.

I don't give a damn
about Margaret and the kids!

Please!Please!

Don't leave me,
don't leave me.

I loved her.

My last...

Christmas in captivity,

they allowed me one letter...

from Margaret.

And in it was a photograph

of Margaret and the kids
standing in front of the house.

And the shadow of the person
that took the picture

was in the foreground.

And it was wide.

And it fell on their legs,

and all I could think about was,
"Who took the picture?"

I spent more time looking
at the shadow

than I did
at my own wife or kids.

I was just going to give
Margaret and the kids

something to remember me by.

I was just going to give the guy
that took the picture

something to remember me by.

I was just going to give this
whole son-of-a-bitching country

something to remember me by.

If they can do it to me,

why shouldn't I be able
to do it to them?

You will.

I won't!

You will.

Michael, I need you.

I really need you.

Mr. Vickers.Yes, sir.

Dick, take her around,
will you?

Tell me exactly where
you get these pilots from?

Yeah, they come, uh,
from an outfit called "A.N.P.A."

It's a pool of ex-service pilots
that are engaged

on a freelance basis to cover,

oh, TV sporting events,
advertising agency campaigns.

These A.N.P.A. pilots
will be the same people

flying the blimp
for the Super Bowl?

Oh, yeah, yeah.

The flight crew is assembled
with the camera team

at the beginning
of the football season.

They've all known each other
for years, anyhow.

What about the
ground crew?

Well, the ground crew

is permanently employed
by Goodyear.Yeah.

Uh, would you like to see
the flight crew people now?

Yeah.Yes.

Alrightey, are you ready
for your test?

Mm-hmm.

Which one
is Ron Simmons?

Right.

And which one
is Jack Farley?

CORLEY:
You must be a pretty
well-traveled man

for your age, Captain.

I guess I've flown
in most of the states.

Uh, never been overseas.

Mr. Farley,
I understand, uh,

that you not only
pilot blimps,

but you drive speedboats.

Where in the world did you
get an idea like that?

You've never driven a speedboat
off Long Beach?

Vickers, is that
what those eggheads

have been saying about me?

They've been
pulling your leg.

I'm not a speedboat freak.

I don't even swim.

What's this
all about, anyhow?

It's, um, what is known as
a security procedure, Captain.

Sorry to have taken up
your time.

Nice talking
to you gentlemen.

Bye, Mr. Farley.

TV ANNOUNCER:
You can see the Steelers' plane
coming to the wall.

ANNOUNCER #2:
Pittsburgh Steelers--
the American Conference

champions,
last year's Super Bowl...

Coach Noll, do you
feel ready for the game?

We see Rocky Bleir,
and there's Terry Bradshaw...

MAN:
Your keys, sir.

Enjoy your stay.

Two on the 45, a
hundred dollars each.

CORLEY:
Damn it, Tom,
I really think

it's important
that I speak to him.

Yes, personally!

I-I understand perfectly
what's going on,

but this isn't
the time for that.

80,000 people
in the stadium tomorrow.

Well, tell him.

Don't write a report about it,
tell him face-to-face.

The President isn't persuaded
that attending the Super Bowl

will pose a threat to his life.

I suppose there's a more
important threat on his mind:

he's slipping in the polls.

82,528, to be exact.

Sir! Sir,
I would like my room now!I've never seen this lady,

I've taken
a good look at her.

Take another look.

Officer, I've got
a Super Bowl game going on here.

I'll be happy to call
the police if I see this lady.

I've been waiting
15 minutes now--

Yes, I will.May I have
my room, sir?!

Thank you.Thank you very much.

May I have my room now!You'll have it, sir.

DAHLIA:
Hello.

Please, has Captain Farley
remembered

to place his wake-up call?

Farley. Yes.

Oh, good.

And could we have
his room number?

We are sending something.

Thank you.
Good night.

9:30.

Room 401.

I love you.

All right, this is
the final briefing,

so pay special attention.

We'll cover our procedures
for tomorrow, Sunday.

The stadium will be swept for
explosives again at 4:00 a.m.

I wish to emphasize

that this must be
a very thorough operation.

Special Forces teams

will also be searching
every area

under and around the stadium
that could possibly conceal

one or a series of bombs.

Our information is that
there could be

up to a thousand pounds

of explosives.

At 1215 hours,
the President's box

will be searched.

From that time on,
there will be six men

continuously on duty.

At 0800 hours tomorrow,
the series of snap-checks

at airports for hidden ordnance
will be doubled.

A final identity check

will be made at all hotels,
motels, and lodging houses.

Roadblocks will be prepared
at all sides of the stadium.

At 1200 hours,
the roadblocks close tight,

and no vehicles will be allowed to pass through.

Green street,
16th Avenue.

623.

Q&R.
Main Ramp.

At 0500 hours,
the Miami Police officers

guarding the President's box
will be replaced

by the White House
Secret Service detail,

which incidentally
has been doubled.

At 0600 hours,
the police helicopter

will be on duty, patrolling
the entire stadium area.

At 0700 hours,
the ground crew arrives.

They've all been cleared.

At 0730 hours, every available
Miami Police officer,

plus a special detachment
of 250 FBI agents,

will be on duty at the stadium.

Brickoe.Here.

Rows 27, Grant.

Here.

Rows 29--

Okay, I want magazines full.

Chambers empty and safeties on.

Okay, yeah.

Yes?DAHLIA:
Breakfast.

What?

Room service.

Uh, just a minute, sugar.

Hiya, cutie.

Just a minute, sweetie.

I got something for you.

♪ And we'll all go out
to meet her when she comes ♪

♪ Yes, we'll all go out
to meet her when she comes ♪

♪ Oh, we'll go out
to meet her ♪

♪ Yes, we'll all got out
to meet her ♪

♪ We'll all go out to meet her
when she comes. ♪

ANNOUNCER:
Your attention, please:

three, nine, five, seven.

That's three, nine, five, seven.

MAN:
Hey, Cowboys!

Cowboys!

Hundred bucks now, right?The ball game's...

Okay, man,
you haven't got a prayer.

You know that,
don't ya?

Hey, hey, hey, hey.Hey, Mike Lander.

When'd you get in,
good buddy?

Last night.Hey, what are you
doing in uniform, Mike?

I thought you were
on vacation, man.

Well, I thought
I was on vacation,

I thought I was going
to get to come down here

and see the game.

Last night, the middle
of the night, I get a call

from this jerk-off Farley,
completely shit-faced

some broad stuck her finger
right in his eye.

You putting me on?The poor guy.

Well, is he going
to make it, or isn't he?

Hey, pal, I got the suit on.
What do you think?

Man is with
the doctor right now,

so the less the four of us
say about it, the better.

Now let's go.All right.

ANNOUNCER:
30 to gate 7.

CROWD :
Let's go, Pittsburgh, let's go!

You all got to show me
your passes today.

We're going to show you
our passes today.

All right,
let me see 'em now.

Get 'em up.
Get 'em up.

Don't you recognize me?

Oh, yeah,
you're looking good.

Now where's your pass?

You got it. All right.

Okay, let it roll, men.
Thank you.

Oh, thanks.

Captain Lander.

Vickers, how are you?

Yeah, wh-where's Farley?

Out on the town
last night.

Got a little shit-faced.

The less said about it,
the better.

I'm glad you're back.

How's the weather?

Intermittent clouds.

Hey, let's finish
stripping the ship.

Sam, you do a crew check?
Okay.

Clear aft?

Clear.

Clear right?

Clear right.

Stand by.

Trip.

Take it aft.

ANNOUNCER:
Good afternoon, football fans.

The National Football League
welcomes you

to Miami's Orange Bowl

and the championship
of professional football

between the American Conference
Champion Pittsburgh Steelers

and their coach, Chuck Noll.

and the National Conference
champion Dallas Cowboys

and their coach, Tom Landry.

And now, ladies and gentlemen,
the starting defensive lineup

for the AFC Champion
Pittsburgh Steelers

for the Super Bowl.

Defensive front four,

the famed Steel Curtain.

Now the Steeler linebackers.

On the outside,
number 59 is Jack Ham.

On the other side, 34,
the captain, Andy Russell.

In the middle linebacker
position, number 58

is Jack Lambert.

Left cornerback, number 24...

Bring in the man.

REPORTER:
The President's helicopter
can be seen

coming over the stadium now.

It'll only be a matter of
seconds before it touches down.

CBS will try to get you
as close as possible.

ANNOUNCER:
And now coach Chuck Noll

and the rest of the AFC Champion
Pittsburgh Steelers.

Now the Super Bowl
starting offensive lineup

for the Dallas Cowboys.

REPORTER:
This is the first Super Bowl
attended by the President.

Right guard, number 61...

And number 70, right tackle,
Rayfield Wright.

Now to the Cowboys'
three receivers.

Number 84 is the tight end,
Jean Fugett.

And wide receiver, number 83,
Golden Richards.

...Drew Pearson.

Now the Dallas backfield.

And quarterback, number 12,
Roger Staubach.

Number 26...

Go Cowboys! Go! Go! Go!

Number 44, Robert Newhouse.

And coach Tom Landry

and the rest of the NFC Champion
Dallas Cowboys.

Ladies and gentlemen, the
President of the United States.

And now ladies and gentlemen,
to honor America,

we proudly present
our national anthem

as sung by Mr. Tom Sullivan
and the cast of Up With People.

♪ Oh, say, can you see

♪ By the dawn's early light

♪ What so proudly we hailed

♪ At the twilight's
last gleaming ♪

♪ Whose broad stripes
and bright stars ♪

♪ Through the perilous...

♪ ...red glare

♪ The bombs bursting in air...

♪ For the land of the free

♪ And the home of the brave.

ANNOUNCER:
Right now,
Dallas has won the toss.

Deep for Dallas...

Front, please.

Santos, take this up to 401.

...with a very strong wind
at his back,

Roy Gerela of the Pittsburgh
Steelers ready to kick off

in the biggest football game
there is, the Super Bowl.

Pat Summerall with
Tom Brookshier, and Tom,

you could feel the pressure
building up all week.

So here we go.

Super Bowl is underway.

Knocked out of bounds at the 44.

First and ten, Dallas.

Gerela with the tackle.

Roy Gerela finally got him
out of bounds

as Dallas breaks
in Pittsburgh territory.

They are in good shape, Tom.

A gain of about two yards.

Five-yard loss.

Third down and 13.

Say, Ron?

Can you go back and
get me a Coke, please?

Yeah, that sounds like
a good idea.

While I'm back there,

I think I'll pull
an envelope inspection.

Watch the mic wire.

Gotcha.

Hey, Mike,
what the hell's going on?

What's the matter?

The port engine's
trailing smoke.

MAN:
Hey, Lander, we got fire!

Hey, hey, hey,
just everybody relax.

It's nothing Vickers
can't take care of.

Yeah, but Vickers
can't take care of it.

Vickers ain't up here.

Did you call him yet?

Yes, I called him,

and I told him we
were coming in.

ANNOUNCER:
...back to the 25,
Henderson on the tackle.

First and ten, Pittsburgh.

Why do they keep
all these lights on?

Television wants them.

Remember how they set off
that telephone

in the ship's cabin?

Mm.

How long do you think
it would take enough heat

from these lights to generate

a thermostatically-controlled
bomb in here?

I don't know.

I did that once,
you know, in Tel Aviv.

We checked the
junction boxes.

There's a guard
on the main bus panel.

Well, I think these people could
enjoy this game well enough

in the sunshine,
don't you, Mr. Corley?

Bradshaw to Grossman for the TD.

I think
it's getting worse.

You think too much.

We have some banquet rooms
on this side over here.

Santos, turn that down.

And I thought I
told you to take
that to 401.

I did. There was a "do not
disturb" sign on the door.

It's for Captain Farley,

but he's flying the Goodyear
blimp in the game today.

Put it up there,

and don't forget to
bring back the passkey.

ANNOUNCER:
Time-out, Cowboys.

Agent Franco, come in, please.
Agent Franco, come in, please.

Franco here.

This is Corley.
Give me Kabakov.

Kabakov here.

Major? Major, it's the blimp.

We have a confirmed report
that Farley the pilot

has been found murdered
in his hotel room.

Bradshaw...

Slo-mo A...Excuse me.

Excuse me, could any
of you gentlemen

please tell me
where the blimp is?

Who let this man
get in here?

Would you tell me
what happened to the blimp?

Would you mind
leaving, please?

Sir, I just want to know
what has happened to the blimp.

Bob, will you get the guy
out of here?

Would you mind?

Ready, set.
Take it. Set.

We've got
75 million people...

Is this man
in control of it?

Get him out
of here!

We've got
75 million people...

Let me tell you that
there are 85,000 Americans

who will be murdered

if I don't know
where this blimp is!

The blimp has a
mechanical problem.

It's gone back
to its base.

Would you
mind leaving?Thank you, sir, thank you.

90 seconds.
Okay, thank
you, Terry.

And one.

Hey, the blimp!

Holy...!

Hello, ma'am.

What have you got?

Television equipment.

Okay, Mike.

Why didn't
you call in?

I didcall in.

But what happened?

What do you mean,
what happened?

Can't you see
the goddamn thing smoking?

Yes, I can see that,
but what happened?

Two air lines broken.

What does the panel indicate?

The panel indicates
it's in the red.

MAN:
Vickers?

Telephone.

Network. Urgent!

Take over.

Get to the blimp!

Get out there now!

Vickers here.

What?

Jenkins?

Jenkins, have your crew help
unhook the trailer

and get that
onto the gondola.

Come back, everybody.

And help him unhook the trailer.

What is that?You won't
believe this.

They want this new
thing underneath here,
and they want it now.

The network wants it. Vickers
is in there arguing with them.

How much weight
is that thing?

It weighs 1200 pounds,
so get all those sandbags off.

Come on.

All right, all right!

Jesus!

This is costing
175,000 bucks a minute.

Hold this.

Get it under there.

Get those
sandbags off.It'll never fly.

All right,

the locks are on--
come on, come on!

I refuse to...

Get rid of all
that television stuff.

We're on our way.

What are you doing?!

Are you out of your mind?

Touchdown Dallas.

Cover me, cover me.

Oh!

My God, here it comes.

We're still too heavy!

Get him out of here.

We'll never
get it off.

Keep firing.

The helicopter!

Get him out.

Got a high-powered rifle

and a submachine gun
in the trunk.

The backup fuse.

Take it, run it through
those two doors,

and tie it to
the dome snap.

All right. We're going
to shoot the goddamn thing down.

Can't shoot it down.

It's filled with helium.

We are going to kill the pilot.

If anything
happens to me

or happens to this,

you use this on
the backup fuse.

Here comes the police copter.

There.

MAN:
This is the police.

This is the police.

Return to base immediately.

Return to base immediately!

Bring this in
on the left side of it!

Get us some more time.

Cover me.

Sam!

ANNOUNCER:
Touchdown, Pittsburgh.

Take her down, now!

I think I got both of them!

But it's still
going on!

What about this cargo hook?!

Can we hook it up?

We sure in the
hell can try.

Steady!

Down!

Go, Dallas!

Pull her up.

Try to hold it!

Up!

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