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(dramatic music)

(ominous music)

(suspenseful music)

(device beeps)

This is the last missile, Deke.

(alarm blares)

Three rebels approaching.

(rebel screams)

You've gotta get outta there.

I know, Que.

You've got two minutes.

I know.

(device beeps)

[Que] You have to put some distance

between you and those missiles before they blow.

No kidding, Que.

(device beeps)

(engine whirs)

(device beeps)

(device beeps)

(device beeps)

(explosion blasts)

(gunshots bang)

Deke, they're gaining on you.

I realize that, Que.

Can I switch this radio to some music, please?

(gunshots bang)

[Que] Now you've got three jeeps after you, Deke.

Oh, Que, I sure love a parade.

(gunshots bang)

(helicopter whirs)

[Que] You know there's a cliff coming up.

I know, Que, I know!

Then do something about it.

(gunshots bang)

(dramatic music)

Scratch one missile plant.

Good work, Deke.

I don't suppose you heard Que yapping at me

while I was trying to get out of there.

Yeah, I heard her.

Would you mind telling your daughter to lighten up

while I'm fighting for my life?

You tell her.

On second thought, nevermind.

I've tried verbal sparring with Que.

I'm tired of losing.

I think that's a smart move.

Okay, smile, boys.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I gotta go back to work.

Thank you, Mr. President.

Congratulations again,

and keep up the good work, all right?

Yeah, okay.

Thanks, Mr. President.

So long.

(phone rings)

Yes, Que.

We have located and neutralized

Saddam's missile storage in West Africa.

Excellent news.

Thank you.

[Que] Yes, sir.

(dramatic music)

[Joshua] I just don't see the President

giving into this terrorist regime.

What is it with these Arabs anyway?

I mean, Rashid is threatening the President.

He's killing Americans.

I say we nuke him and the countries they're supporting,

huh, professors?

I think I'm gonna let you handle that one, Joshua.

Well, sit down, Rob,

and I'll try to answer that question.

Yes, sir.

Rob seems to think that we should

nuke all countries that support terrorism,

but we have to remember that we can't condemn all Arabs

for the actions of a few,

just like we can't condemn all Americans

for the actions of men, say, like Tim McVeigh.

Remember, there's over one billion Muslims

spread over 40 countries in five continents,

and this radical fundamentalist element

makes up only a small percentage, in fact, 0.01%.

Well, look at what that one in 10 million are doing.

I mean, what is it with that Rashid?

Here in America, we believe in religious freedom,

that all religions can coexist together.

But to men like Fadhal Rashid,

there's only one way to believe, one way to worship,

their way, and if you don't, you're an enemy.

It's called the jihad, the holy war.

All right, keep your head in there, TC.

Come on, TC.

Hang in there, baby.

(TC grunts)

What am I doing wrong?

I can't get out of this slump.

You're letting this slump

put you in a negative frame of mind, okay?

Why don't you to just relax, man?

Shake it off, okay?

Just relax, focus, and visualize.

I don't know what you mean, coach.

Let me see the bat.

(suspenseful music)

(dramatic music)

Wow!

How'd you do that?

Just like I said,

relax, focus and visualize.

In your mind's eye, just see yourself swinging the bat,

making contact, and then the ball sailing over the fence.

All right?

Think you can do that?

[TC] I'll try.

Come on.

Here we go, TC, come on!

(suspenseful music)

Relax.

Focus.

And visualize.

(dramatic music)

Ha ha!

It works, coach.

Oh, yeah, it does. (chuckles)

Where'd you learn that?

TC, if I told you that, I'd have to kill you.

Take a few more.

Good job, buddy.

Come on.

(soft music)

Jack.

I'm sorry to pull you away

from the Press Association Dinner,

but we've got a situation here.

No apologies necessary.

Darling.

Well, you just hurry back.

After all, you're the man they came to see.

Lydia, when you're around, they only see you.

I've never been one to categorize the press

as a pack of hounds, but they sure do eat like one.

Oh, and they're gonna howl like one too

if you don't get back for coffee.

Well, they'll be on to dessert

before they even know I'm gone.

What do we have here?

I'm afraid that our worst fears

have been realized, Mr. President.

The American Embassy in Nairobi, 29 dead, 195 wounded.

Fort Collins in Riyadh, 16 dead, 38 wounded.

The USS Cole in the Gulf of Aden, a suicide mission,

16 dead, 21 wounded.

The World Trade Center, New York City,

seven dead, 66 wounded.

These are the men my agents apprehended

for the Trade Center bombing,

three of Fadhal Rashid's top lieutenants.

I've been briefed on all these, people.

What's your point?

We're getting to it, Mr. President.

Please bear with us.

The mastermind himself, Fadhal Rashid.

Mr. President, Rashid meant what he said

about escalating the terrorist attacks

unless we released his three top lieutenants.

I know he's serious, Phillip,

but I will never give into his threats.

You'd think with a $5 million reward,

someone would turn him in.

Oh, we'll get him, Jack.

It's just a matter of time.

But I'm still waiting for the reason you brought me in here.

Well, Mr. President, I received a troubling phone call

this evening from my Russian counterpart.

It seems that there's a substantial amount of plutonium

that's missing from their nuclear stores,

along with several devices

that could be used to construct a nuclear weapon.

Are you telling me Rashid has the bomb?

That's what we're afraid of, Mr. President.

I'll call NATO.

Just make sure it doesn't wind up on American soil.

[Reporter] So the rumors are true.

You got the last surviving artifacts out of Afghanistan.

They were rescued from the Kabul Museum

literally hours before the Taliban stormed the building

and smashed what was left.

The Taliban?

The rebel forces

who are presently in control of most of Afghanistan.

So who did the rescuing?

I'm sorry, I can't divulge that.

If the Taliban were to learn their identities,

they would be hunted down and killed.

So why are they destroying everything?

They believe the statues have been used

as idols and deities by non-believers.

Well, congratulations, Dr. Everett.

It's beautiful.

Thank you.

(ominous music) (person chants)

(Deke whistles)

(knocking on door)

[Deke] Hello.

What, no date tonight?

A man's got to take a night off sometime.

(Deke laughs)

How's the coaching job going?

Oh, it's great.

I love it.

I mean, once in a while, you gotta show the troops

you can get the job done.

And I must say, I coached myself rather nicely today.

Meaning what?

Meaning I hit this bomb out of the parkway.

Must have been 430 feet. (chuckles)

Is that supposed to impress me?

Well, it impressed me.

I'm just saying if you got it-

Oh, I know, you got it.

You said it, not me.

I'll tell you what you've got, Mr. Slater.

You've got a problem, an ego problem,

and you better get it under control.

Ow.

I was just playing!

What, what did I say?

Maybe a little too much.

(suspenseful music)

(alarm blares)

[Security] Over here!

We have the plutonium.

(speaks in foreign language)

I'm sorry, Deke.

I have to leave tonight.

This is the most important modeling assignment of my career.

I know, I know.

But Dallas will be such a lonely city without you.

And so will I.

Well, I didn't know you cared so much.

Barbara, of course I care.

The thought of you walking down the Champs-Elysees

on some moonlit night without me,

why, it is nauseating. (Barbara giggles)

I cannot stand it. (chuckles)

(phone rings)

Oh, excuse me.

Yeah.

It's time.

Now?

Yes.

Okay.

Listen, I have to go.

I'm very sorry.

You have a lovely trip.

This will cover everything.

And good luck.

(upbeat music)

Ready?

Let 'er rip.

♪ If you're just gonna go halfway ♪

♪ If you're not saying yes

♪ If you're not in the game to win ♪

♪ If you don't run for the gold ♪

♪ Just walk away

♪ If you're not gonna give it all ♪

♪ Then take the whole thing back ♪

♪ If you ain't gonna bust it all day ♪

♪ Why even go on the ride

♪ Turn it on, turn it up, turn it back ♪

♪ Turn it in, turn it out

♪ Make it good, make it last

♪ Baby, that's what it's all about ♪

♪ Turn it on, turn it up, turn it back ♪

♪ Turn it in, turn it out

It's getting a little easy.

He's right.

It is too easy.

Put this on.

Around your eyes.

Are you kidding?

Nope.

Now that you can't see,

you're gonna have to rely on your other senses.

Great.

I've got five senses doing the job of six.

♪ If you don't take it strong

Ready?

[Deke] Yeah!

♪ The world don't owe you jack

♪ And it all comes down to you

♪ If you got what it takes to make it work ♪

Ooh, ow!

That hurts.

That's the idea.

Ah!

Concentrate with your mind's eye, Deke.

Ooh, ah!

Feel and sense the ball coming.

Okay.

Ow!

You couldn't get any softer balls?

Actually, I tried to find harder ones.

(chuckles) Thank you, Que.

I love you too.

♪ Turn it on, turn it up, turn it back ♪

♪ Turn it in, turn it out

♪ Make it good, make it last

♪ Baby, that's what it's all about ♪

This is ridiculous!

I can't do this!

Deke, you have to let these other senses work for you.

Having this ability could save your life.

It has mine many times.

Okay?

Yes, sir.

Ready?

Okay.

Ah!

Concentrate, Deke.

Feel it.

(dramatic music)

♪ The world don't owe you jack

♪ And it all comes down to you

♪ If you got what it takes to make it ♪

♪ You know what you gotta do

♪ Turn it on, turn it up, turn it back ♪

♪ Turn it in, turn it out

♪ Make it good, make it last

♪ Baby, that's what it's all about ♪

Que, would you like a try?

Deke, I've been doing that since I was five.

♪ Oh

♪ Oh oh

♪ Yeah yeah

(ominous music)

Very impressive, Ali.

Where did you ever learn such skills?

I've lived here in Chicago for 10 years now.

Your father, Rashid, he paid for my education,

a PhD in applied physics from Northwestern.

The Americans.

They are very good

at training their enemies to destroy them.

10 years is a long time, Ali.

It is a long time

to resist the temptations of American society.

I knew one day I'd be called upon to serve a greater good,

to serve Allah.

(device beeps)

It is finished.

How does it work?

Very simple.

You first activate the initiator.

It's okay, Abir.

The device is not armed.

Then you set the timer.

There.

My father will be pleased.

(ominous music) (person chants)

(knocking on door)

(Fadhal speaks in foreign language)

A thousand apologies, Amir.

They are ready for you now.

Your son is becoming a true hero of Islam, Amir.

Hmm, yes.

Abir is my shining light.

He is our future.

We are only eight years into my hundred-year plan.

We must depend on our youth to complete the will of Allah.

(ominous music) (person chants)

Are you ready?

Yes, Amir.

You may begin at any time.

This is a message for the President of the United States.

You are the leader of an arrogant and corrupt empire,

an evil society of infidels and sinners,

a nation that will be held responsible

for its own destruction.

I have given you repeated warnings

to get out of the Gulf of Aden, out of Saudi Arabia,

out of all lands of those faithful to Islam.

Now you are persecuting three of our Islamic martyrs

in New York City.

I have one last warning for President Mayfield.

Release our men, release them immediately,

or an American city will be consumed in a nuclear fire.

(dramatic music) (person chants)

(ominous music)

Please understand, we're talking about a nuclear device

that can fit inside a suitcase.

This is what we feared most

with the breakup of the Soviet Union,

that the plutonium and the bomb-making equipment

could go out into the free market.

And we know that Rashid can certainly afford it.

Okay, people.

Obviously, we have to keep a tight lid on this.

If this information gets out,

the ramifications could be disastrous.

Steve, what's the FBI doing about this.

Mr. President, we are literally turning the country

upside down and inside out trying to find that bomb,

if there is one.

Any suggestions?

We could call his bluff, Mr. President.

I don't think that's an option, Phillip.

We could release his men

and ship them back to Afghanistan.

There's no guarantee

that Rashid wouldn't demand other concessions.

If that bomb is in the United States,

he can demand anything he wants.

Which brings us to our military option.

Well, we have reliable intelligence

on the location of Rashid's compound in Afghanistan.

Well, that's all well and good,

but that dog doesn't hunt if he's not in the compound.

Oh, he's there all right, Mr. President.

How do we know that for sure?

He uses a satellite phone.

So every time he makes a call, our Key Hole 1

can read his location with pinpoint accuracy.

His conversation is scrambled,

but the voice ident lets us know that it's him.

He's there, and he's there now.

What about a snatch and grab?

He's got his honor guard and the Taliban protecting him.

It'd be a suicide mission.

What do we have in the area?

The USS Nimitz in the Gulf of Oman.

The Eisenhower is on station off Kuwait.

We can scramble a pair of F-15s

and send some serious ordinance

right down Rashid's windpipe.

Is that our best option, Mr. President?

Senator, this man is threatening millions of Americans.

His hundred-year plan is to turn the entire planet

into an Islamic empire.

Without Rashid's leadership,

his followers would be left in complete disarray.

They'll start making mistakes,

the kind of mistakes that could lead us to the bomb

before it's set off.

Do I have a go order, Mr. President?

Warren, I hate to put you on the spot,

but what are our chances for optimum success?

The element of surprise,

the latest generation of smart bomb, confidence is high.

You got a go order.

(ominous music)

(suspenseful music) (engine whirs)

Okay, Bobcat, look alive.

Keep your eyes open.

[Bobcat] Roger that, Red Dog.

(ominous music) (group chants)

When can we expect a response

from the American President, Amir?

He has responded.

I don't understand.

Life is like this game, Abdullah.

I move a piece.

Now the President must move a piece.

He has no choice.

I have forced

his hand.

You see?

(suspenseful music)

Okay, Bobcat, getting close.

[Bobcat] Roger that, Red Dog.

Proceeding with bottom run.

Target acquired.

(explosions blast)

You got a SAM on your tail, Bobcat.

[Bobcat] I can't shake it.

I can't shake it!

(explosion blasts)

(group cheers)

Death to American imperialists.

(group cheers)

Yes, when?

[Person On Phone] 0930, sir.

And I'm afraid that one pilot is presumed dead.

Thank you.

(phone rings)

Yes, Mr. President.

I see.

I understand.

[Rob] Active inactivity?

Let me try to explain it this way.

Let's compare doing nothing to a pause in music.

A pause is not the lack of music.

It's an integral part of the composition.

The space between the notes is also music,

and the masters of good phrasing are like,

let's say a conductor leading an orchestra.

So what you're saying, professor, is that meaningful pause

helps you take stock of where you are?

Very good, Rob.

(phone rings)

I'm gonna have to cut this class short.

Everyone's dismissed.

All right, guys, let's get one!

(phone rings)

Mark, I got a family emergency.

I gotta go, okay?

Take over? - [Mark] Sure thing, coach.

Thanks.

[Mark] Let's get two, fellas.

So Rashid's gone nuclear,

and he has a bomb in one of our cities.

What is he after?

He wants the terrorists who bombed the World Trade Center

freed and sent back to Afghanistan.

And what's our mission?

Best case scenario, infiltrate his compound,

capture Rashid, and bring him back into the United States.

Worst case scenario, terminate him without prejudice.

Where can we find him?

I've got it all right here.

(dramatic music)

(suspenseful music)

[Que] Deke, insert location device now.

Inserting ID tracker.

Tracker inserted.

[Pilot] Cargoes await.

You're next, sir.

Copy that.

(suspenseful music)

(device beeps) - Loss of contact.

Waiting for the satellite to get back into position.

(ominous music) (person chants)

(guards speak in foreign language)

(guards grunt)

How long?

60 seconds until satellite uplink is complete.

Almost in position.

(guards speak in foreign language)

(suspenseful music)

(guards speak in foreign language)

10 seconds.

(suspenseful music)

Now.

Deke, do you read me?

I read you.

[Que] You're approaching the prayer room.

[Deke] Copy.

Up on your left, a room, unoccupied.

Okay, I'm reading an active satellite phone

in the room down the hall to your left.

Outside the room, there are three men.

One man inside.

There's no one here.

You're right on top of them.

What happened?

I lost him.

(suspenseful music)

(guards speak in foreign language)

(dramatic music)

(guards speak in foreign language)

(guard grunts) (suspenseful music)

I love this game.

Checkmate.

I've got to update satellite position information

and reestablish the feed.

I should have it back any second now.

We're back up.

There he is.

I'm tracking the package now, Joshua, and I have Rashid.

I'm at the package, Joshua.

How long does this drug last?

Three hours.

I'm reading all kinds of radio traffic

at Rashid's compound.

They're mobilizing, Deke.

Copy that.

[Que] Two vehicles and a group of men headed your way.

I copy.

I see 'em, two jeeps coming my way.

(suspenseful music)

You're kidding me.

Don't do this to me.

You've gotta get out of there now!

I know, Que.

[Guard] Don't shoot.

He has the Amir.

(suspenseful music)

(guards speak in foreign language)

[Captain] This is the USS Searay.

Come in.

Captain, prepare to service in two minutes.

[Captain] Roger that.

Over and out.

There's the Searay, right on time.

Well, you're in for a treat, Rashid.

You're gonna get to take a trip

on a genuine American nuclear submarine.

(suspenseful music)

[Soldier] Come on.

[Soldier] Okay, we got him.

[Soldier] Easy now.

All right.

Good job.

Thanks, dad.

Come on, you gotta help me out here.

The press is all over me, Jack.

They wanna know how in the world

we managed to pull off the capture of Fadhal Rashid.

Sorry, Andy, you're gonna have to stonewall.

This was a covert operation.

There's no way we can provide details

without compromising national security.

Well, they're not gonna like that.

Since when have they liked anything we've done?

Look, Andy, I hate to hang you out to dry,

but that's the way we've got to play this.

All right, Jack.

The President will be with you

in just a moment, Mr. Stanton.

Thank you for coming. Mr. Ambassador.

I thought it was a very productive meeting.

Hai, arigato.

[Secretary] Yes, I'll let you know, sir.

Jack.

Mr. President, there are 46 federal agencies

that handle terrorism.

I've checked with all 46

and no one claims responsibility for Rashid's abduction.

Are you telling me there's a 47th I don't know about?

No, I'm not, Jack.

Oh, come on, Adam.

Are you gonna tell me how in God's name you captured Rashid?

I promise you, it will not leave this room.

It won't leave this room because I'm not gonna tell you.

Let's leave it at that.

Adam-

Jack, don't press me.

Fair enough, Mr. President.

Our forces are on full alert

and ready for any retaliatory actions from Rashid's people.

What about the location of the bomb?

Still working on that.

We gotta work harder, Jack?

Yes, Mr. President.

Ever since Rashid's indictment in absentia,

I've been preparing a list of judges

I believe are qualified to preside over his trial.

Who's on the short list?

Kaminsky in Indiana.

Dolan in California, and Taylor in Texas.

I know Taylor.

He's a Middle East scholar,

wrote a book on the Islamic fundamentalist revolution.

He knows the terrain very well.

He's perfect.

So we'll go with Taylor.

Can he clear his calendar?

For you, Mr. President, absolutely.

Good work, Jack.

How's your wife?

The chemo treatments have been pretty rough on her,

but you know Susan.

She's a fighter.

Send her my best.

Tell her that Lydia and I are praying for her.

Thank you, Adam.

She'll appreciate that.

(ominous music)

(door buzzes)

Mr. Rashid, this is Attorney General Phillip Kaznar.

Let's get right to the point, shall we?

Mr. Rashid, we're prosecuting you on 75 counts of murder,

multiple counts of terrorism,

and transporting weapons of mass destruction

over international borders.

With all due respect, Mr. Kaznar,

my client has never been successfully tied

to any act of terrorism here or anywhere in the world.

He is the target of an international witch hunt,

and we vehemently protest

his illegal kidnapping and detention.

Ah.

Mr. Rashid is a political prisoner.

What does your president want?

It's very simple, Mr. Rashid.

The United States will not seek the death penalty

if and only if

you give us the location of the nuclear device.

Nuclear device?

You signed an oath, Mr. Ryan.

Nothing you hear in this room leaves this room.

Save the histrionics for the jury, counselor.

You have my word on it.

And of course, I am to receive a fair trial.

In accordance with the laws of our land, yes, you will.

Your land?

Mr. Kaznar, you are an Arab,

and you have betrayed your true land

for an evil nation of idolaters.

Would you excuse us, please?

Now wait a minute.

Go.

Kaznar.

The Kaznar clan is from the Jabal Shar.

You bring shame to their name, my friend.

No, no, no, no.

You are the one who brings shame,

killing innocent people in the name of Allah.

No, no, no.

You have been blinded by wealth and materialism.

You have turned your back on Allah.

No, Mr. Rashid!

The teachings of Allah are about peace, not violence.

The Quran tells us, "I do not serve what you worship,

and you do not serve what I worship.

You have your own religion, and I have mine."

That is religious tolerance, Mr. Rashid.

Now, did you bring a nuclear device into the United States?

Yes,

I did.

And Mr. Kaznar, when we have won this holy war,

we will have traitors like you dragged through the streets

with their limbs torn from their bodies.

That will be quite difficult to do

from death row, Mr. Rashid.

Good day.

I agree to your President's demand.

But I swear by Allah that I do not know

the location of this nuclear weapon.

How can you find it?

The only way I can reach the men who guard this device

is by making a televised public statement.

I'll get back to you.

(Fadhal speaks in foreign language)

(Phillip speaks in foreign language)

(eagle calls)

Hi.

Hello.

It's a lovely evening, isn't it?

There's something I, I wanna tell you.

Yeah.

You did a really good job.

I'm sorry, what was that?

I don't think I heard you correctly.

I said you did a really good job, Deke.

Ah.

Now, see, that wasn't that hard, was it?

What do you mean?

Well, and you have to admit, there's been quite a bit

of refrigerated air between us lately.

I'm a professional.

Oh, I know.

So am I, Que.

But sometimes you gotta just lighten up a little bit.

I mean, what's life without, without some humor in it?

Don't think that I didn't hear the concern in your voice

when Rashid's men started closing in either.

I was concerned

for the mission.

(Deke chuckles)

♪ You don't have to be a genius or a NASCAR driver ♪

♪ A game show host on MTV or the winner of "Survivor" ♪

♪ You don't have to take me

♪ On a credit card trip to toy land ♪

♪ Or dance just like a member of some pretty boy boy band ♪

♪ You don't the looks of some Latin movie star ♪

Okay, Que.

♪ Just look at me the right way ♪

♪ Show me who you are

Oh.

♪ Yeah, you got a pretty dome

♪ Ain't no way to hide it

♪ But what good is it, baby

♪ If you don't use what's inside it ♪

♪ You don't have to be

♪ All that

♪ If you wanna hold

♪ All this

♪ You don't have to do

♪ All that

♪ If you wanna have

♪ All this

♪ Yeah, yeah

♪ If you wanna be, then you're gonna be ♪

♪ Everything to me

♪ Can't you see that

♪ You don't have to be

♪ All that

♪ If you wanna hold

♪ All this

♪ You don't have to do

♪ All that

♪ If you wanna have

♪ All this

♪ You don't have to do

♪ All that

Good workout.

Thank you.

I gotta get to baseball practice.

All right.

I'll see you later.

All right.

Hey, hey, hey!

Always watch your back.

Are you sure there's nothing inflammatory

in Rashid's speech?

We've gone over the transcript

several times, Mr. President.

We feel there's nothing provocative in his statement.

Besides, it's time delayed.

Many of you know my face,

but few of you have heard my voice.

Please do not preconceive who I am or what I believe.

The American people are no more responsible

for the American government's actions

than all the innocent people of Islam

who have died in a hail of bombs in Pakistan, in Iraq,

in Palestine, in all the lands of Islam.

So today, I make a promise to the American people.

We will bring you no more suffering.

And to my own followers, my faithful followers,

I have a message, a message of great importance.

We must travel a new path,

a path of enlightenment,

a path of ultimate peace,

a path that brings

the eternal fire of friendship

close to my heart.

Do not weep for me

for Allah has blessed me,

and justice will be done.

Off.

[Reporter] This tape from Fadhal Rashid

was received at the State Department earlier.

Your father wants us to move the bomb

from Chicago to Dallas, close to him, and set it off.

I heard what he said.

Justice will be done.

Hey, dad.

What's wrong?

What's going on?

Rashid wants the bomb moved to Dallas.

He intends to set it off.

You got all that from what, Rashid's statement?

Yeah, watch.

We must travel a new path.

That means his plans have changed.

A path of enlightenment, a path of ultimate peace,

a path that brings

the eternal fire of friendship

close to my heart.

The fire's the bomb,

and he wants the bomb moved closer to his heart.

Dallas.

Exactly.

How do you know that he wants to set it off?

Do not weep for me, for Allah has blessed me,

and justice will be done.

Rashid wants to be remembered as a martyr.

He plans to die in the explosion.

Que, get the President on the phone.

You got it.

(phone dials) (ominous music)

A path that brings the eternal fire of friendship

close to my heart.

He's telling his people to take the bomb to Dallas.

He doesn't want a deal.

He wants to be a martyr.

[Jack] Are you sure, Mr. President?

Yes, I am sure.

Find the bomb.

[Secretary] Excuse me, Mr. President.

Mrs. Mayfield is here.

Send her in.

Jack.

General.

- Lydia. - Ma'am.

Hello, sweetheart.

Are you gonna tell me what's going on?

In reference to what?

In reference to the fact

that you haven't slept in 24 hours.

Yeah, matters of state.

Adam Mayfield, you are the worst liar in this country.

That's what got you elected.

(Adam chuckles)

I thought we were partners.

I thought we shared everything.

I don't wanna share this with you, Lydia.

I don't wanna share it with anyone.

It's that bad, huh?

Yes, it's that bad.

Then you have to tell me, Adam.

(Adam sighs)

Fadhal Rashid has smuggled a nuclear bomb

into the country, and he plans to detonate it.

Oh, my God.

What's up?

You're going to Chicago.

Chicago?

I found a police report in the files.

There was a break in at the Chicago Museum.

Buddhist statues were destroyed

by what the police believed to be a pro-Taliban faction.

Ah.

And?

I mean, I don't get it.

Well, they only smashed two of them.

If it was the Taliban, they would have smashed them all.

So you think that's how they're getting the plutonium

into the country.

And that's why you're going there, to see if I'm right.

Let's go, Deke.

That's why you're going there, to see if I'm right.

[Arthur] So gentlemen, what can I do for you?

Dr. Everett, can you describe your contact

from Afghanistan?

Ah, he looked like a typical Saudi businessman,

dark hair, average height, in his 20s.

He did have a distinctive scar on his left eye.

Oh, really?

Okay, thank you.

Thank you.

You recognized Dr. Everett's contact, didn't you?

Yeah.

Abir Rashid.

Fadhal Rashid's son?

(device beeps)

Yep.

Spectrum analyzer's giving us a plutonium spike.

You gotta hand it to Que.

They definitely transported it in these statues.

Now that we know that, we can track 'em.

(suspenseful music)

(Abir speaks in foreign language)

(Ali speaks in foreign language)

You know, Abir,

the closer I get to Allah, the more peaceful I become.

There are no more questions.

A great sense of quiet fills me.

It's close to perfection, my friend.

Perfection.

will be sitting in a tent in Afghanistan

next to my father,

watching a report of the explosion on CNN.

What are you talking about?

You heard what he said.

Of course I heard what he said.

We all did.

The whole world did.

He said, "Bring the eternal fire close to my heart."

Will it be written that Ali Faisal was responsible

for the death of Fadhal Rashid?

No, it will be written that I obeyed the word of Allah.

We are not talking about Allah.

We're talking about my father.

And our leader.

On this mission, Ali, I am your leader.

I must rescue him, pull him from the hands of the infidels,

and then you may detonate the bomb.

Rescue him?

When did that become an option?

Now.

Today.

And it is not an option.

That is an order.

Hasan!

Stay with the bomb.

Hey, guys.

What have we got?

I downloaded the Chicago telemetry from a fort satellite

from the time of the break in at the museum,

I tracked a vehicle to an electronic store,

but they left within 48 hours, headed south.

Chicago must have been their original target

until Rashid's press conference changed their plans.

Well, I sent the FBI to the electronics store

and they came up with plutonium traces.

That means the van's somewhere in Dallas.

With the bomb.

(device beeps)

(Hasan speaks in foreign language)

Rashid told us to activate the bomb.

I demand you let me set it now.

I take my orders from Abir, not from you.

Okay, I've got the vehicle's final location,

an open field outside of Dallas,

parked in what looks like a barn.

Now, the satellite footage

shows that nothing was taken out of the van,

so the bomb must still be in it.

Have the FBI check it out.

(suspenseful music) (helicopter whirs)

(siren blares)

Go call it in.

Okay.

Thank you.

The van's clean.

No bomb and no Abir.

I would have sworn that nuclear device was in that van.

Somehow we missed something.

Que, run the tape back

to where the van first entered the Dallas city limits.

Okay, fast forward.

What's causing those jumps in the picture?

Well, there's an occasional gap in the telemetry.

The fort satellite has to recalibrate its optical sensors

on a regular basis.

Okay, stop it.

Run it back to where that van first entered the overpass.

Regular speed.

Okay, stop.

It was under the overpass too long.

You're right.

They must have stopped.

Que, let's take a look at the traffic

going in the opposite direction

at the same time the van entered the overpass.

Okay, hold it.

The tanker stopped at the same time the van did.

They switched the bomb to the tanker truck

while it was under the overpass.

Okay, zoom in on the tanker.

Okay.

Talford-Qadi.

Let's see what we got.

Okay, here we go.

I got a profile on the CEO of Talford-Qadi Oil Company.

Reza Qadi, naturalized citizen of the United States,

born in Saudi Arabia, made his fortune at Venue Oil

before he formed his own company, funded the Taliban

during the Afghanistan war against the Soviets.

Okay, where's the refinery?

[Deke] Two miles due south of Dallas.

I'll get the schematics.

Let's get ready, Deke.

Faisal.

The FBI is moving my father to the courthouse

at six in the morning.

You will set the bomb for noon.

We will all meet at the airfield.

It's done.

(speaks in foreign language)

I have plans to make.

Stay with the bomb.

Here are the schematics.

I'll bring the truck around.

That refinery may interfere

with some of our communications.

I'm aware of that.

Speaking of communications, don't you think

you should go out and give Deke a little encouragement?

You've been a little bit tough on him lately.

I've been as tough as I've needed to be.

I just wish he was a little more like you, that's all.

I appreciate that, honey, but Deke's his own man.

And if I may say so myself, he's a pretty special guy.

Give me a second.

Okay.

If you get to the bomb before Joshua does,

remember the order.

Disengage the main B bus terminal, then secondary C and D.

Then primaries A and B, I got it.

And do yourself a favor.

Minimize your gunfire.

One stray bullet in that refinery and-

I get the picture.

Que, I got it.

I guess you're all set then.

Yep.

Sometimes I can be a little too much of a perfectionist.

No.

Listen, Que.

You're a professional, and I'm a professional, okay?

And from one professional to another,

how about a little kiss before I go?

For luck.

Right here.

Come on.

I give up.

I, I'm a good kisser, really.

(Deke laughs)

Well, it's 3:30 a.m.

and about the only people up are you and I,

and the terrorists.

Do you know it was two years ago today

that you recruited me?

No, I didn't?

Yeah.

I'll never forget our first mission.

I remember thinking to myself,

this is definitely for men with short lifespans.

How do you feel now?

Well, I have to say,

the training that you've put me through

has been an incredible experience, Joshua.

You got me doing things that I,

I never thought were humanly possible.

Human limitations are only in our minds, Deke.

Think about it.

Before the Wright Brothers,

who would have ever conceived of us traveling by air,

and much less landing on the moon.

Yeah.

Well, that's what you've done for me.

You've made me believe anything's possible.

And now I believe my life has true meaning

by being the President's man.

Thank you.

You earned it.

Let's go find this bomb, huh?

(ominous music)

Okay, you take out the guards.

I'm gonna find that bomb.

(suspenseful upbeat music)

Deke, one sentry, north side.

(guard grunts)

One man on your level, Deke, heading your way.

Joshua, coming up close, one man on your left.

Joshua, one man heading straight for you.

(guard grunts)

Deke, coming up close, two men on your left.

(guard grunts)

Right behind you, Deke.

Joshua, one man approaching on your left.

(gunshots bang)

(guard grunts)

(gunshots bang)

Get outta there!

(guard grunts)

(gunshots bang)

[Que] Deke, one man behind you.

(gunshots bang)

[Deke] No smoking.

(guard screams)

(explosion blasts)

(guard screams)

Deke, I'm reading a temperature spike

in the storage tanks.

You've gotta get that fire out.

Tank levels are going critical.

It's gonna blow if you don't get that fire out now.

It's going to blow if you don't put that fire out now!

(suspenseful music)

There's a fail-safe.

You're gonna have to disarm it from the inside.

Nice work.

Joshua, Deke, do you read me?

Josh, Deke, me.

Que.

She must be freaking out.

[Que] Read me.

Yeah.

Joshua, Deke?

Can you read me?

Que.

Do you copy?

[Que] Joshua, Deke.

[Deke] Que.

[Que] Deke.

This is Deke and Joshua.

Do you copy?

Que.

[Que] Joshua, Deke, do you read me?

Que, I read you.

We read you.

We're okay.

Everything's okay.

Oh, thank God.

Que, we've secured the bomb.

Call in the FBI.

[Que] Did you get Rashid's son?

No.

He wasn't here.

[Joshua] But I think I know where he is.

(ominous music)

(suspenseful music)

(horn honks)

(explosion blasts)

[Officer] We're under attack, code seven!

(explosion blasts)

(gunshots bang)

Abir, what are you doing?

You disobeyed me.

I could not let you die.

When will the nuclear device explode?

Noon today.

(gunshots bang)

One of us must live to lead our people.

Allah's work will be done.

(guard screams) (gunshots bang)

Go, go!

(gunshots bang)

(Fadhal screams)

The nuclear weapon will soon explode, and we will all die,

and there is nothing you can do about it.

Sorry to disappoint you, Rashid,

but your nuclear device has been disarmed.

(dramatic music)

(sirens blare)

[Police] It is Rashid.

[Police] Okay, call it in.

[Police] Okay.

My fellow Americans, an FBI detail

escorting the international terrorist Fadhal Rashid

came under heavy attack this morning

by members of his terrorist organization

who were trying to free him from American custody.

Seven special agents of the FBI

lost their lives in the line of duty.

Rashid and his son, Abir

were quickly apprehended and taken into custody.

Our hearts go out to the families of the fallen agents.

Their sacrifice will not be forgotten.

Thank you, and God bless the United States of America.

Thank you, Mr. President.

I know for a fact that the FBI

had nothing to do with capturing Rashid and Abir.

Well, is that a fact, Mr. Stanton?

I know, I know, don't go there.

I knew there was a reason you graduated

first in our class at Harvard, Jack. (chuckles)

Now, if you'll excuse us, Jack,

my husband is gonna get some much needed rest.

The boss has spoken.

(Lydia chuckles)

I love this game.

Check.

Hmm.

That's good, Deke.

Yeah.

Tell me something.

How many moves do you think ahead?

Three.

No wonder.

Checkmate.

Again?

Ugh.

How many moves ahead do you think?

More than three.

(Deke laughs)

Well, the jury just convicted Rashid and Abir

of crimes against humanity.

Sentencing will be in two weeks.

(phone rings)

Hello.

Barbara.

Back from Paris already?

(phone rings)

Tonight?

I love the sound of that.

I can't wait to see you.

Yes, Mr. President.

Hold on just a second, Barbara.

Yes, sir.

Right away.

We have another mission.

Barbara, I have a family emergency.

I'll call you as soon as I get back.

What kinda mission is this one?

A cold one.

Where?

In Kalmykia.

Kalmykia?

Isn't that one of the little countries

that broke off from Russia?

Yeah.

Let's get ready.

Ooh, wow.

It is gonna be a cold one, huh?

Just think of Barbara.

She'll keep you warm. (chuckles)

(dramatic music)

(suspenseful music)