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Wake yourself up.

I'll get you breakfast.

No time. The meeting starts at ten.

Don't worry about it. They always have
coffee there.

You're going to fly down?

I'll check out one of the trainers. That
way I can get back when I want.

What are you up to today?

Shopping.

Get clothes for the boys.

It goes so fast.

Need any money, I'll cash the check.

I had the dream again.

Always ends at the same place.

I guess that's just as well.

Sometime I'm going to see that Matador,
find out who he is.

When I do, that's it. That's the end of
me.

Don't talk like that. No, it's only a
dream.

Maybe I ought to resign.

What good would that do?

It would make the dream go away. I'm
sure of that. They're connected.

Katie, the dream and...

Sometimes I feel the only way I can make
it disappear is to give it all up and

to resign.

You can't resign.

You can't give up your whole life.

You're my life, too.

You're the boys.

Maybe I have to choose.

Or maybe it's too late.

Oh, Warren, don't go. Skip the meeting.

Tell them my wife insists I go shopping
with her. I'll skip the shopping.

We can have lunch together. We haven't
done that in months.

A little French restaurant with wine.

This one's special. The new secretary's
going to be there.

They're even holding it in the war room
to show how up -to -date we are.

Could do with the day off.

In the middle of the week?

That's immoral.

We can go out for dinner. I'll be back
by then.

If I can get a sitter.

You got me, you can get anything.

I don't know what I'd do without you.

You wouldn't do very well.

There's no chance of that, is there?

Two hours ago you said 100 million dead.

Now you say 60 million.

I say 60 million is perhaps the highest
price we should be prepared to pay in a

war. What's the difference between 60
million dead and 100 million? 40

Some difference.

Are you prepared to say the saving of 40
million lives is of no importance?

You missed the point, Professor.

The saving of those 60 million lives is
what's important.

Face facts, Mr. Foster. We're talking
about war.

I say every war, including thermonuclear
war, must have a winner and a loser.

Which would you rather be?

In a nuclear war, everyone loses.

War isn't what it used to be.

It's still the resolution of economic
and political conflict. Oh, what kind of

resolution with a hundred million dead?

It doesn't have to be a hundred million.
Even sixty?

The same as a thousand years ago, sir.

You also had wars that wiped out all
peoples. The point is still who wins and

who loses. The survival of a culture.

A culture?

With most of its people dead, the rest
dying, the food poisoned, the air unfit

to breathe. You call that a culture?
Yes, I do, Mr. Foster.

I am not a poet. I am a political
scientist who would rather have an

culture survive than a Russian one.

But what would it be like? I mean,
really like? Who would survive?

Who would survive?

It's an interesting question.

I would predict convict and file clerk.

The worst convicts, those deep down in
solitary confinement, and the most

ordinary file clerks, probably for large
insurance companies, because they would

be in fireproof rooms, protected by tons
of the best insulator in the world,

paper.

Then imagine what will happen.

A small group of vicious criminals will
fight the army of file clerks for the

remaining means of life.

The convicts will know violence, but the
file clerks will know organization.

Who do you think will win?

It's all hypothesis, of course, but fun
to play around with.

And time to go home.

I didn't mean to hold forth so long. I
don't usually come to a supper party and

talk right through the breakfast.

Nonsense, Professor.

We were fascinated.

I just hope we didn't keep you from your
work. Not at all. I've got a ten o

'clock meeting at the Pentagon. Plenty
of time to get home and change.

You must come again, Professor
Dredderson, with your wife this time.

delighted.

I'm Elsa Wolf. We were introduced before
dinner.

I'd like you to take me home.

You'll have to give me directions.

Just stay on this road.

You could joke about the convicts and
file clerks because you know there won't

be any survivors, will there?

Not many.

None. None at all.

That's the beauty of it.

I've heard nuclear war called a lot of
things, Miss Wolfe. Never beautiful.

People are afraid to call it that, but
that's what they feel.

The beauty of death?

Don't patronize me.

What else but that are you selling,
Professor?

And we all know we're going to die.

But you make a game out of it, a
marvelous game that includes the whole

You make it seem possible.

It is possible, even probable.

You make death an entertainment.

Something that can be played in a living
room.

As good a place as any.

No. No, there's an even better place.

Turn in there.

This where you live?

Don't joke.

Why not?

I'm the Joker.

I make death into a game for people like
you to get excited about.

I watched you tonight.

You'd love making it possible, wouldn't
you? You'd love pressing that button.

What a thrill that would be.

Knowing you have to die to have the
power to take everyone else with you.

The mob of them with their plans, their
little hopes, born to be murdered,

turning away from it, closing their eyes
to it.

And you could be the one to make it
through.

Do it to them.

But you're afraid.

So you look for the thrill someplace
else.

And who better than a man who isn't
afraid?

Sir? Mr. Logan should be on his way in.
Tell him I checked out the new computer.

I'll be back on duty before he leaves.
Check it out again with him.

Yes, sir. I'll be in my quarters if he
wants me.

Yes, sir. Oh, sir?

Yes, sir. A telephone message for you.
They want you to call right back. Said

was urgent.

Yes, I got the message. Why do you think
I'm calling?

Well, where did he get the money?

No, no, no. I'll come myself.

I'm going into town, Airman.

I'll stay at rest.

I'll be there about half an hour and
then I'll come back.

up before the general gets there.

Yes, sir.

General Fogan's office, Airman Sloat.

No, sir, General, he's just left.

Damn it, I need him.

Where'd he sign out to?

Conklin, you know where that is?

Yes, sir. It's on the way to the base.

Well, get on over there.

I'll pick him up myself, Airman. Thank
you.

This is the house, General.

You sure this is it? You sure there's
not another street by this lane?

Oh, no, sir. I've lived in Omaha all my
life. I know this city like the back of

my hand.

Don't bother getting out.

I'm General Bogan. I'm looking for
Colonel Casio. He gave this address.

Oh, sure now, General.

I'm honored to have you.

The sun always speaks well of you.

Sorry to bother you, Colonel.

We have some unexpected VIPs we have to
show around.

Yes, sir. I'll be right along.

Why don't you come in, General?

Thank you. I... I just...

Take a drop now and then.

Boy, he gets a little excited.

I'm ready, sir.

Damn snot -nosed.

It's like Congressman Raskob, the one
who's been nosing around the bases.

Washington wants us to put his mind at
ease.

He's on one of those committees.

Yes, sir.

Gordon Knapp will also be there to look
over some of that equipment his company

makes.

He'll be on our side.

Anyone looks cross -eyed at his stuff,
he goes up like a rocket.

Yes, sir.

Time was when I'd say it goes up like a
balloon.

Times change.

I see.

Oh, Misty.

That was no rough one.

You lost half our group.

Regensburg was the worst one for us.

I never flew the B -17.

Only 24.

Good airplane, the 24.

At least you knew you were flying the
airplane, not the other way around like

the niece did.

You still have to fly the Vindicator,
Green.

Last of the lot, Flynn. Don't kid
yourself about that. The next airplanes,

won't need men.

You'll be too old anyway.

And the rest is the machines.

We're halfway there already.

Look at those kids.

Remember the crews you had on the 24s?

Jews, Italians, all kinds. You could
tell them apart. They were people.

These kids...

You open them up, you find they run on
transistor.

Now, they're good kids, I tell you.
Sure, you know they're good at their

but you don't know them. How can you?
Get a different crew every time we go

That's policy, Grady.

Eliminates the personal factor.

Everything's more complicated now.

Reaction time's faster.

You can't depend on people the same way.

Who do you depend on?

All right.

You know something, Billy?

I like the prison.

Indicator bombers of the Strategic Air
Command on routine patrol.

Each one of those planes carries four
bloodhound air -to -air missiles armed

with nuclear warheads.

Those are for use against attacking
enemy fighter planes.

In addition, of course, each plane
carries two 20 -megaton hydrogen bombs

designed to detonate over enemy targets.

At any given moment, night or day,
flights of those airplanes are in the

case of any surprise attack on our
bases.

You can see some of the other groups.
Who controls them? We do.

This is the nerve center, Mr. Raskob.
This room.

All these machines you see are
constantly receiving information from

the world. And above it.

Mr. Knapp's company did the electronic
work on the Argos satellite. Would you

like to see what it's photographing
right now?

Colonel, the picture you're about to
see, Mr. Raskob, is being taken now by a

camera 300 miles in the sky, traveling
at 20 ,000 miles an hour.

Can you give us tighter scale on this,
General? Colonel?

Those are the rocket sites from 300
miles up.

I'm impressed.

You'll get a sharper net before long.

You'll be able to see the people, not
just the machines.

They'll show you the hair on their head,
Mr. Raskin.

I suppose they're doing the same to us.

Well, you can see for yourself.

Colonel, let's take a look at the
Russian submarines in the Pacific.

Yes, sir.

There's the western coast of the United
States, Hawaiian Islands, and those are

Russian subs.

Not close.

Nearest is about 50 miles off San
Francisco, I'd say.

International waters, nothing we can do
except keep an eye on it. Well, that's

too damn close. What's it doing there?

Scanning us the way we do them.

Is it armed?

We have instruments so good, Mr. Raskob,
they can tell the difference between a

whale breaking wind and that sub blowing
its case.

No argument, General.

I'm sure we've got the best of money in
mind.

We're very proud of what we do here,
sir.

You ought to be, Colonel.

Money's well spent, Mr. Raskob.

I don't doubt it for a minute.

And you don't have to snow me, General.
My committee doesn't deal with

appropriations.

Only with how the appropriations are
spent.

Well, you see it all around you.

Pretty impressive, isn't it?

Well, I'll tell you the truth. These
machines scare the hell out of me.

I don't like the idea that every time I
take off my hat, some thing up there

knows I'm losing my hair.

I want to be damn sure that thing
doesn't get any ideas of its own. I see

you mean, Mr. Raskob, but that's a
chance you take with these systems.

Who says we have to take that chance?

Who voted who the power to do it this
particular way?

I'm the only one around here got elected
by anybody. Nobody gave me that power.

It's in the nature of technology.

Machines are developed to meet
situations.

Then they take over. They start creating
situations.

Not necessarily.

There's always a chance.

You said so yourself.

Oh, we have checks on everything, Mr.
Raskob. Checks and counterchecks. Yeah,

but who checks the checker?

Where's the end of the line, Joe?

Who's got the responsibility?

The president.

He can't know everything that's going
on. How can he? It's too complicated.

If you want to know, that's what really
bothers me.

The only thing that everyone can agree
on is that no one's responsible.

UFO sighted near Hudson's Bay, sir.

What you've seen, gentlemen, is an
unidentified flying object picked up by

radar. Until we get positive
identification, we regard it as hostile.

What do you do about it?

Well, we've gone to condition blue,
which is our lowest form of readiness.

At the same time, we've informed those
vindicator bombers that you saw on the

air before.

They will now start to fly toward their
fail -safe point.

Fail -safe?

Fixed points in the sky on the perimeter
of the Soviet Union, which are changed

from day to day.

The planes will fly to those points and
orbit until they get a positive order to

go in.

And if they don't get that order?

They return to their normal patrols.

In short, Mr. Raskob, we can't go to war
except on an express order.

How do they get that order? By radio?

Yes, and through a box we call the fail
-safe box aboard each plane, which can

only be activated at the express order
of the president.

Oh, he has to tell them?

Not directly, no. His voice can be
imitated, you know. He just gives the

and the rest is done electronically.

No one can interfere with the fail -safe
box, Mr. Raskob. No one.

All those new blips you see are fighter
planes going after the unidentified

object.

Colonel Cashew, tight scale, please.

Something pretty cool about this,
General. Does it happen often?

Oh, about six times a month.

Probably an airliner, of course.

And if it isn't?

Well, then it's something else.

Well, that means it's at 30 ,000 feet,
going at 525 miles an hour on a compass

heading of 196.

Headed right for Detroit.

Seven minutes to fail time.

Oh, normal procedure, Mr. Raskob.

We start an automatic countdown at this
point.

Very unlikely the bombers will even
reach their fail -safe points. I say it

happens about one time in 20.

We usually identify the disturbance well
before that.

What have you got there, Blackie?

Another UFO?

For a dollar.

Commercial plane or a flock of birds?

Plane. Of course.

You want to give me odds?

I read your memo on counterforce
credibility.

I don't think Coachelli's going to
discuss that today.

You think I should lay off?

Why open a can of peas?

We can't discuss it one of these days,
Doc.

This whole policy of overkill, it makes
no sense piling up bombs when we already

have... Okay, Whitey, just not today.

Good morning, Mr. Secretary. Good
morning, Mr. Secretary.

Won't you sit over there? Thank you.

Good morning, Mr. Secretary. Good
morning, Mr. Secretary.

I see we have an alert to supplement our
discussion.

Unfortunately, we settled the question
of accidental war last week, so we can't

make use of it today.

Today, the subject is limited war.

It is not theoretical.

On it depends the kind of weapons we
use, where we locate them, how we use

In short, our entire military posture.
So, is limited war possible?

Can we confine the exchange of nuclear
weapons to military targets alone, or

must war lead inevitably to the
destruction of cities?

It must.

Why?

The object of war is to inflict maximum
damage on the enemy, destroy his ability

to resist.

In the last war, both sides could have
used bacterial warfare.

They didn't.

It wouldn't have been decisive.

Can you be sure?

Well, maybe people still couldn't get
used to the idea of killing civilians.

I suggest you take that up with the
civilians of London, Hamburg, Dresden,

Tokyo.

Killed by the thousands in bombing
raids.

I omit Hiroshima and Nagasaki since
those actions belong more properly to

War III than World War II.

I still don't see how we could restrict
the war.

We could come to a mutual agreement with
the Russians.

To strike only at missile bases.

What if the missile bases were near the
cities?

They would have an incentive to move
them elsewhere.

They might take such an offer as a sign
of weakness on our part.

Could be worth a try.

They've got as much to lose as we have.

We're talking about the wrong subject.

We've got to stop war, not limit it.

That is not up to us, General Black.

We're the ones who know most about it.

You're a soldier, Blackie.

You carry out policy.

You don't make it.

Don't kid yourself, Stark.

The way we say a war can be fought is
making policy.

If we say we can fight a limited war
with nuclear weapons, all we do is let

everyone off the hook. It's what they
want to hear.

We can just keep on doing what we're
doing and nobody really gets hurt.

Well, you can fight a limited war and
you know it.

On my part, I'm not so sure.

There's no such thing as a limited war
anymore.

Not with hydrogen bombs, there isn't.

Once those bombs start to drop, you
won't be able to limit a damn thing.

Are you advocating disarmament, General
Blake?

I don't know.

It's the logic of your position.

Peculiar reversal.

The press would be interested.

The military man who is the dove and the
civilian who is the hawk.

We're going too fast.

Things are getting out of hand.

Can you be more specific, General?

We're all trying to make war more
efficient.

That's our job. And we're succeeding.

We now have the capacity to blow up the
whole world several times over.

Which does not mean we must do it. We
won't be able to stop from doing it.

That's the logic of your position,
Grotus Schiller.

We're setting up a war machine that acts
faster than the ability of men to

control it.

We're putting men into situations that
are getting too tough for men to handle.

Then we must toughen the men.

Suppose they launch a first strike
against us.

Then we retaliate.

And we're all finished.

Oh, would you prefer that only we were
finished?

We have to prepare.

We're preparing.

We've got to slow down.

I disagree. We have got to speed up.

Naturally, that means taking risks.

But our intention is always to minimize
those risks.

Of course, we can only control our own
actions.

Our concept of limited war is based on
an equal rationality on the part of the

Russians. It also presupposes there will
be no accidents on either side.

But suppose for an example that
unidentified flying object was one of

megaton missiles that had gotten loose
by mistake.

What could be done?

How could they prove it was really an
accident?

Would it make any difference if they
could?

Even if we believe them, should we still
think in terms of limiting our response

or should we hit them back with
everything we have?

It's gone, General.

What happened to it?

Colonel Casio?

Let's go to Condition Yellow.

It's dropped below the level at which
our radar can pick it up, that's all.

We went to the next state of readiness.

Well, that's SOP, Mr. Knapp.

Could be a commercial plane about to
crash. Or an enemy plane taking evasive

action.

Naturally, we prepare for the worst.

Two minutes to fail, sir.

What are those planes following the
bomber, General?

Fighters' force.

Final Condition Yellow.

From now on, we'll take a refueling.
They'll follow the bombers as far as

go. What comes after condition yellow?

Green.

And then?

Red. But we've never gone to red yet.

Red means war.

What has happened?

Well, jet planes suck air through their
engines. Our warning system can pick up

the turbulence this creates.

Could be a commercial plane has lost
power and no turbulence would be

Could be a rocket.

Off course?

Maybe not.

One minute to fail safe.

Three Russian rockets are coming in low
for our radar. I can't pick it up. Could

it be that?

Could be anything.

How do you find out? I'll fight it until
tracking it.

Let's wait too long.

Right on the dot. That's flying.

Colonel Casio?

Yes, sir.

Go to condition green.

Yes, sir.

Tell the planes to keep orbiting until
we get positive identification of the

UFO. They do that anyway, sir. That's
their orders.

Well, tell them again.

Yes, sir. I'll have to ask you gentlemen
to leave now.

All right.

That is an order, Mr.

Escoff. Got the wrong customer, General.

The way I see it, we could be at war in
just about two minutes.

They can't get me back to my family in
that time, so I'm staying right here and

see what happens. There's no place for
you here.

Well, if bombs go off, General, there's
no place for me anywhere.

If you want me out of here, you better
call those MPs.

I think it's coming up again.

We can't wait any longer, sir.

Give me that scale.

What's the longest you ever stayed at
these ferris wheel points?

The longest I ever stayed was three
minutes, but I can tell you it seems

three years.

Is this your first time?

Yes, sir.

Nervous? No, sir.

It's only natural, you know.

I was just calculating fuel, sir.

How's the group holding the formation,
Sullivan?

They're right in orbit, sir.

Even number six is tucked in.

Oh, Flint.

Half man, half bird.

Well, thank you very much.

What's next, Colonel?

Did something go wrong?

No, no sign of it.

We'll know as soon as they replace the
unit.

Sir, the failsafe box.

If it's a mistake, check Omaha.

Can't get through, Colonel.
Interference. What do you mean you can't

through? What kind of interference?

I don't know, sir. It's the kind I never
heard before.

Well, try another band. Try all of them.

Can't get through, Colonel.

They must be trying to keep us from
getting our bill signal.

Well, they're too late for that.

Request permission to authenticate on
secondary channel.

Commission granted.

Order confirmed.

Request permission to verify, sir.

Commission granted.

Code sequence correct for today, sir.
Signal is go.

We will now both open our operational
rudders.

Ready for approach and penetration
order, sir.

They say these alerts happen half a
dozen times a month.

How about that? Not usually so dramatic.

We rarely get to the failsafe point.
Well, I'd be a nervous wreck.

Well, so would I if I had to make a
speech in Congress. Oh, yeah. General

that blip up there at 10 o 'clock.

He's headed into Russia.

That is why some people advocate a
return to manned bombers for a first

retaliation rather than missiles.

They are slower and therefore give more
time for evaluation and analysis.

The rockets have the defects of their
virtues. They are too quick.

They allow too little time for thought.

Now, I find this point of view old
-fashioned by the very nature of modern

warfare.

Put that on full projection.

Get me the president.

I'm Buck. The translator. Very simple.
May I see your identification, sir?

Buck, it says you have a small scar on
your left wrist. May I see it, please?

Oh, yeah.

Dog bit me when I was a kid.

Yes, sir.

How's your Russian today?

Fine, sir.

I guess.

Good. We may need it.

Hang on, Jenny. It's a long way down.

Joe, nothing makes it to the newspapers.
Nothing. Not yet, anyway.

Call the vice president. Tell him what's
up. He'll know what to do.

And second thought, we'd better
telepress something.

Had Joe tell him it's urgent, but not a
bone breaker so far. And off the record,

no leaks.

Any leaks on this, the guy and his paper
are dead now and forever. You got that?

I'll tell Joe in just those words. Now
then, who's at the Pentagon briefing

today? I'll let them in on this.

Secretary of Defense, Chiefs of Staff.

That Professor Grotusheller they like so
much, he's giving the lecture. Is

Blackie there?

There's a General Blackie. That's
Blackie. I'm glad he's there. We went to

college together.

He's got a brain. He says what he
thinks. Okay, Jenny, that's all for now.

to work. And tell them to turn off the
air conditioning. It's hot as hell down

here.

Or far enough down, maybe it is hell.

You know what's happened, Buck?

No, sir.

One of our vindicator groups got a wrong
signal. Took off to Mount Moscow.

We've got to stop it.

Easier said than done.

But we've got a little time. Not much,
but a little. So relax.

Easier said than done, sir.

If things get really hot, I might have
to use the direct phone of the Kremlin.

That's where you'll come in. But let's
hope we don't get that far.

I hope not, sir.

General Bogan from Omaha, sir.

Put him on.

Route 6 is now about 200 miles past
failsafe, Mr. President. We still can't

contact. You know what went wrong?

No, sir, we do not.

Why can't you raise him by radio?

We don't know for sure, sir.

We've tried all frequencies. We just
can't make contact.

Why? I don't know.

We had a flash on the board just before
it happened, and the fault indicator

blew out at the same time.

The Russians may be jamming their
reception with some new device we know

about. Why would they do that? Is it
customary?

No, sir, but it's possible.

In other words, it's possible the fail
-safe mechanism might be giving them a

signal at the same time they can't reach
you for positive confirmation.

It's possible.

It's not probable, but... Is it
possible?

Yes, sir.

All right, now, if we do regain radio
contact, will the bombers respond to an

order to return?

If we can reach them within the next
five minutes. After that, their orders

ought to disregard any verbal command.

If I talk to them, even from me?

Your voice can be imitated by the enemy,
sir. Our men have been drilled in that.

Once they're beyond a certain point,
they're not to trust any verbal

transmission. What's our next step,
then, General, if we follow standard

procedure?

We already have fighter planes in the
air.

The next step would be to order the
fighters after the bombers to raise them

visually and divert them from their
course.

But if the bombers don't respond, then
what?

The fighters would be ordered to shoot
them down.

Who gives that order?

You do, sir.

Thank you, General. I'll be back to you.

Get me Mr. Swenson in the Pentagon.

Swenson here.

Mr. Secretary, I have a decision to
make. It's my decision, and I'll make

but I want the advice of you and your
people, and I need it fast.

The president says he may have to order
our fighters to shoot down Group 6.

He wants our opinion.

I oppose it, sir, on the grounds that
it's premature.

Our planes have not yet reached Soviet
territory.

They're still hundreds of miles away.

We've got to do it, and fast, right now,
before it's too late. Might be too late

anyway.

Those fighters swung away from the
bombers when they got the all clear.

They've been flying in opposite
directions.

But they're faster than the Vindicators.
Not that much faster.

I'm not sure they can catch up in time.

They can go to afterburners. That'll
increase their speed.

And use up their fuel?

We'll never be able to get back.

We'll go down in the ocean. We've got to
try it.

Suppose they do catch up.

Why do they have to attack?

Can't they signal?

Our men have been trained to expect
anything from the enemy. Even sending up

own fighter planes disguised as ours.

They're good men. We've seen to that.

If their orders are attacked, the only
way you're going to stop them is to

them down.

We've got no alternative.

This minute, the Russians are watching
their boards, trying to figure out what

they're up to.

If we can't convince them it's an
accident which we're trying to correct

means, we're going to have something in
our hands that nobody bargained for.

And only a lunatic wants.

Mr. President, it is our opinion that
the fighters should be ordered in.

Thank you.

The fighters are to overtake the
Vindicators, and if necessary, shoot

Sir, it will be necessary.

I know that, General. Order them in.

Colonel, order the fighters to attack
room six.

I have a prayer. Catch it then, sir.

That is an order.

That's the Arctic Ocean. They'll go down
in general.

They'll freeze it up before they get
their chutes up.

Colonel, get on the horn and give that
order.

Every second you wait takes them farther
away.

Kill him in general when they haven't
got a chance.

This is fighter direction.

We are in voice communication with
Tangle Label 1. You can talk to them on

Channel 7, single side, ma 'am.

I tell them in code or in the clear?

In the clear.

Tangle Able One, this is Colonel Casio
at ultimate one.

This is Tangle Able One, I read you five
by five.

Group six has flown through the failsafe
point and is on an attack course

towards Moscow. It is a mistake. Repeat,
it is a mistake.

Go to afterburners and overtake and
attack group six.

Cut the chatter. We're wasting time. On
the mark, go to afterburners.

Five, four, three, two, one.

Mark.

Will I alert Air Sea Rescue, sir?

No. No point.

Bring up the fighters on the board and
tight scale.

I hope this all blows over in the next
few minutes, but if it doesn't, we're

going to get to know each other very
well. I want you to listen to every

conversation I have. Try to get to know
how I think. It might come in handy.

Yes, sir.

I have a little bug in town to you.

Sir?

You sound worried, confident, scared.

Well, I'm not scared. I'm a little
worried, I guess.

Bogan is an old -time flyer, but he's
not afraid of all this new equipment. If

he's worried, I'm worried.

You know Mr.

Swenson, Secretary of Defense?

I've read about him, sir.

You won't be able to tell much from his
voice. He's hot as a rock.

But we listen to him, Buck.

If he gives advice, we take it.

Yes, sir.

Put the War Conference Room of the
Pentagon and General Bogan in Omaha on

conference line with me.

Yes, sir.

Ready, sir.

Mr. Swenson.

Yes, Mr. President.

If our fighters have to shoot down the
Vindicators, the worst is over.

For us, anyway.

I want your people now to consider what
we do if they can't shoot them down.

I'm putting them on the intercom so
everything you say can be heard here and

Omaha. General Bogan has...

Mr. Knapp of Amalgamated Electronics and
Congressman Raskob with him.

They have my permission to listen in and
say anything they want.

Right, sir.

Gentlemen, we've got four questions to
answer and not a hell of a lot of time.

First, what happened?

Second, what do we do about it?

Third, what are the Russians going to
think of all this? And fourth, what are

they going to do about it?

Please keep the discussion to those
points.

Mechanical failure.

That's what happened.

A double mechanical failure?

Do you know the odds against that, sir?
Maybe someone went berserk.

It doesn't matter.

Something failed. A man, a machine.

It was bound to happen that did.

Maybe we'll never know why or what.

It doesn't matter now.

Mr. Secretary.

Yes, General Bucket. Mr. Knapp here
knows as much about electronic gear as

anyone. He'd like to say something.

The more complex an electronic system
gets, the more accident -prone it is.

Sooner or later, it breaks down. What
breaks down?

A transistor blows.

A condenser burns out.

Sometimes they just get tired like
people.

Mr. Knapp overlooks one factor.

The machines are supervised by humans.
Even if the machine fails, the human

being can always correct the mistake.

I wish you were right.

The fact is that the machines work so
fast. They are so intricate.

The mistakes they make are so subtle
that very often a human being just

I can't know whether a machine is lying
or telling the truth. Maybe this time

there wasn't any failure.

Maybe the Russians have come up with a
way to mask the real position of Group

Maybe Group 6 is flying back to the
States right this minute.

And what's on the board?

Northern lights?

Maybe a group of Soviet planes up there
for just that reason. To convince us

that we've accidentally launched a
bomber group against them. For what

As an excuse to retaliate. If they
wanted to do that, they wouldn't need an

excuse. They'd simply attack.

This way, they've made us commit a group
of our fighter planes, our first line

of defense.

Made us... Kill our own men. I disagree
with Colonel Casio's analysis. I think

we have to assume that it is our
accident and not their plan.

I go along with you, General.

Yes, Saunders?

A report on what the Russians have in
the air, sir.

Seven bomb groups. Is that unusual?

No, that's normal for them. About like
us.

What kind of force are they on?

Normal patrol patterns inside their own
borders.

They do have a large number of fighters
in the air, sir.

Abnormally large.

Almost half their fighter strength.

They're having the same problem with
Group 6 that we have with the UFO.

They don't know what it is, why it's
there, or who it belongs to.

My guess is that they know all about
Group 6.

They saw it fly to the failsafe point.
They've seen that happen plenty of

They know the procedure.

So far, no sweat.

And when they saw it fly past?

They send up their fighter planes, just
in case.

I don't think they'll take any action
unless their border is crossed.

Agreed.

That puts it up to the fighters.

In my opinion, they will take no action
at all.

They're not going to just sit there,
Professor.

I think if our bombers get through, the
Russians will surrender.

Who's this Professor, Mr. Secretary?
What's he doing there?

Professor Gordischella is the civilian
advisor to the Pentagon General.

Will you explain your statement,
Professor?

The Russian aim is to dominate the
world.

They think that communism must succeed
eventually if the Soviet Union is left

reasonably intact.

They know that a war would leave the
Soviet Union utterly destroyed.

they would surrender.

But suppose they feel they can knock us
off first.

They know we might have a doomsday
system.

Missiles that will go into action days,
even weeks after war is over, and

destroy an enemy even after that enemy
has already destroyed us.

Maybe they think that even capitalists
aren't that insane to want to kill after

they themselves have been killed.

These are Marxist fanatics, not normal
people.

They do not reason the way you reason,
General Black.

They are not motivated by human emotions
such as rage and pity. They are

calculating machines.

They will look at the balance sheet and
they will see they cannot win. Then you

suggest doing what?

Nothing. Nothing? The Russians will
surrender, and the threat of communism

be over forever.

That's a lot of hogwash. Don't kid
yourself.

There'll be Russian generals who will
react just as I would. The best defense

a good offense.

They see trouble coming up, take my word
for it, they'll attack, and they won't

give a damn what Mark said.

Mr. Secretary, I am convinced that the
moment the Russians know bombs will fall

on Moscow, they will surrender.

They know that whatever they do then,
they cannot escape destruction.

Don't you see, sir? This is our chance.

We never would have made the first move
deliberately, but Group 6 has made it

for us by accident.

We must take advantage of it. History
demands it. We must advise the president

not to recall those planes.

They're flaming out.

He's firing anyway.

Ego's number two.

Mr. President, the fighters have not
succeeded.

They've gone down into the sea.

What are the chances of our bombers
getting through to Moscow?

We've made the calculations a hundred
times.

What they have in the way of defense is
what our planes are capable of doing.

If indicators fly so fast, the Russians
won't be able to use all their defensive

apparatus.

Well, not two of the bombers will get
through.

Thank you.

Buck, I'm going to talk to the Soviet
premier now.

You'll translate what he says to me.
He'll have his own translator telling

I say, but I want something more from
you.

Yes, sir, whatever I can do.

I think the Premier will be saying what
he means. He usually does. But sometimes

there's more in a man's voice than in
his words.

And there are words in one language that
don't carry the same weight in another.

You follow me? I think so, sir. It's
very important the Premier and I

each other. I don't have to tell you how
important. So I want to know not only

what he's saying, but what you think
he's feeling. Any inflection of his

any tone, any emotion that adds to his
words, I want you to let me know.

Yes, sir, I'll do my best. I know you
will, Buck. It's all any of us can do.

And don't be afraid to say what you
think. Don't be afraid all this is too

for you, Buck.

It's big, all right, but it still
depends on what each of us does.

History lesson number one.

I'll talk to Moscow now.

Mr. Chairman, this is the President of
the United States. Do you hear me

clearly?

Fine,

Mr. President.

How are you?

Mr. Chairman, I'm calling you on a
matter of great urgency.

I hope it turns out to be a small
matter, but it's the first time it's

and if it's misunderstood, it could
be... Does it have to do with the

we had detected flying towards Russia?
Yes, Mr. Chairman.

I suppose it's another of your off
-course reconnaissance flights.

Mr. President, we have warned you again
and again that this constant flying of

armed aircraft... This is a mistake. A
serious mistake.

I say it's a mistake.

Very well.

Tell me. Tell me the mistake.

A group of our bombers, each loaded with
two 20 -megaton bombs, is flying

towards your country.

We shall watch with great interest while
you recall them.

So far, we have been unable to recall
them.

Are the planes being flown by crazy men?

We're not sure. It might be a mechanical
failure. All I can tell you is that

it's an accident.

It's not an attempt to provoke war. It's
not part of a general attack.

How do I know you do not have hundreds
of other planes coming in so low our

radar cannot pick them up?

Because I hope to prove to you that it's
an accident.

That we take full responsibility that
we're doing everything we can to correct

it.

Go on. You must have seen that we sent
fighter planes to shoot down the

American fighters to shoot down American
bombers. That is correct.

And you gave that order?

I did.

How do I know the planes were not simply
diving to a low altitude to escape our

radar? On our plotting board, the action
could only be interpreted as planes out

of control.

You have the same equipment we do. What
did it tell you?

It did not tell us what is in your mind,
Mr. President.

I'm telling you that.

And you asked me to believe you.

You must believe me.

You ask for belief at a curious time.

If we don't trust each other now, Mr.
Chairman, there may not be another time.

We saw your plane fall into the sea.

I wanted only to hear your explanation
and whether it was done at your own

order.

It is a hard thing to order men to their
death, is it not?

It is.

Someone's trying to persuade him. It's a
trick.

They want him to strike back at once.

Soviet airspace has still not been
violated, Mr. President.

But if it is, we will be forced to shoot
down your bombers.

And then we will come to full alert with
all our missiles and planes. I

understand that. I hope you're able to
shoot down our bombers.

But I urge you not to take any steps
that cannot be recalled.

You know we must protect ourselves.

You also know that if you launch
missiles, we must do the same. If that

there'll be very little left of the
world.

I understand.

Is there anything more you wish to say?

If I may make a suggestion, I will
arrange to open the conference line

our headquarters in Omaha and your
similar officials in the Soviet Union.

We will do all we can to help you.

We do not need your help. We are
perfectly capable of defending our

As you wish, but I must tell you what my
people tell me.

No matter what you do, at least one of
the planes will get through to the

target.

What is the target?

Moscow.

I'll call you back when I see what our
fighters do.

How's the formation holding, Sullivan?

Everyone in line, sir.

How far from the border?

Two minutes.

I better start spreading out.

Number six plane in the lead.

Flynn. Right here, Colonel.

Go to work.

Roger.

Project the Soviet fighter planes.

Give me tight scale on the Russian
border.

That does it.

They've crossed the border.

Now, Buck, we're into Soviet territory.

The technical state of war now exists.

Give me enemy defense performance.

This is enemy defense performance desk,
General Bogan. How do you read the

situation? Our number six plane carrying
defensive equipment and masking devices

has moved into the lead.

All those new little blips you see are
decoys that explode. Have the Russian

fighters launched any missiles yet? Not
yet. You'll see there are missiles on

your scope. It's tiny dots that appear
suddenly and then disappear. Ah, there

some of them now.

You can see they're confused by the
decoys. They're still not grouping where

real planes are.

Can you wipe the decoys off the screen
so that we see just their planes and

ours? There you are, General.

They're still going after the decoys.
Our boys aren't making it easy for them.

Good.

They picked up one of our planes now.

Get them.

This isn't some damn football game.
Remember that.

That plane's in trouble.

It looks like the Soviets have a very
slow missile with a much longer range

we thought they had.

The slowness of speed made our missile
calculate there must be drones of

so it ignored them and went after the
fighters.

We can compensate for that. The
adjustment is minor.

The premier is on the line, sir.

Yes, Mr. Chairman.

We have only a little time left, Mr.
President.

What's the difference?

It's not angry. It's subdued.

How shall we use this time?

Sounds sorrowful, sad.

What luck are your fighters having?

Luck? No luck at all.

We have shot down only one of your
bombers.

What about the other five?

Maybe yes, maybe no.

Your masking devices are better than we
had thought.

Hundreds of targets have appeared on the
radar.

Perhaps they are decoys, perhaps they
are real bombers.

Many of my experts are convinced that
they are real.

They urge me to release our own bombers
at once.

Why don't you then?

Good question. Why haven't you
counterattacked?

I am gambling that you are sincere.

My generals are not so happy with me
about this as I'm sure your generals are

not so happy with you.

But there is time for common sense.

I must have proof, Mr. President.

Neither of us wants war.

But we must be convinced that this is
truly a mistake.

That your intentions are not hostile and
that there is a chance for peace. Mr.

Chairman, let me ask you something.

Just before our planes took off from
their failed safe point, there was a

flash on our plotting board.

We think this is connected to some
mechanical failure that might have

their go signal. Could this have been
caused by your radio interference?

Telling him not to answer the
information is too secret.

Was it your jamming that kept us from
getting through to our planes?

I do not know about this jamming.

I think he does.

We cannot be responsible for your
mechanical failures.

Is it possible? Could it have happened?

You asked for proof, Mr. Chairman. This
could be it.

Arguing back and forth.

Don't trust you.

Have to trust you.

It's a trick.

We're paying for our mutual suspicions,
Mr. Chairman. I realize that, but the

wall must be broken. We have to break it
down now. We can't afford not to trust

each other.

We jammed your radios with a special
device even I did not know about.

I suppose I must be very proud of our
scientists.

It was more effective than anyone
dreamed.

But why? Why this time?

We have computers like yours.

They computed that this time your alert
might be real.

On what grounds?

Probability. The law of averages.

They have their own logic. It is not
human, but it is positive, so we listen.

Will you lift the jamming so I can talk
to the group commander?

Will he return on your command?

There's a chance.

I can't give that order.

General Bogan.

Yes, Mr. President.

Put me through to Group 6 fast.

Right away, sir.

What's the group commander's name?

Colonel Jack Grady, sir.

Does he have a wife?

I'll see, sir.

Turkey 1, this is Ultimate 1. Can you
hear me?

Turkey 1, this is Ultimate 1. Can you
hear me?

Yes, sir, he does.

Finder, if I can't persuade him, maybe
she can.

Yes, sir. Turkey 1, this is Ultimate 1.
Can you hear me?

Turkey 1, this is Ultimate 1. Can you
hear me? I have an important message.

Turkey 1, can you hear me?

Don't stop jamming us.

This is Turkey 1. Turkey 1, I am not
authorized to receive messages.

Colonel Grady, this is the President of
the United States.

The mission you are flying has been
triggered by a mechanical failure.

It is a mistake.

I order you and the other planes to
return to your base at once.

Do you hear? At once.

Colonel Grady, I repeat, this is the
President. I can no longer receive...

Tactical alterations by voice.

I know that, but... What you're telling
me I've been specifically ordered not to

do? Damn it, Grady, this is the
president!

Mr. Chairman, I think it would be wise
for you to remove yourself from Moscow

that you'll be out of danger.

It will allow us to continue
negotiations even if the worst happens.

I have made those arrangements.

Unfortunately, we cannot remove Moscow.
It remains here, open to your bombs,

and when it is destroyed.

It's people dead because there's no time
to evacuate them.

Where shall we negotiate, Mr. President?
Shall I come to Geneva, hat in hand,

begging for peace?

I offered you help. You refused it. I
offered again. We will help you shoot

the planes.

Set up your conference line.

I'll come back on the phone when I'm a
safe distance from Moscow.

Will you activate the element one red
one touch phone, please?

Stop them, sir.

Fire. Fire.

The boy cuts off one of those small
bones.

Colonel, not glad all parole has been
taken out of this room.

Good arm.

Quarter guard.

Excuse me, sir.

Every minute we wait works against us.

Now, Mr. Secretary, now is when we must
send in the first strike.

We don't go in for sneak attacks.

We had that done to us at Pearl Harbor.

And the Japanese were right to do it.

From that point of view, we were their
mortal enemy.

As long as we existed, we were a deadly
threat to them.

Their only mistake was that they failed
to finish us at the start.

And they paid for that mistake at
Hiroshima.

You're talking about a different kind of
war.

Exactly. This time, we can finish what
we start.

And if we act now, right now, our
casualties will be minimal.

You know what you're saying.

Do you believe that communism is not our
mortal enemy?

To justify murder.

Yes.

To keep from being murdered. In the name
of what?

To preserve what?

Even if we do survive, what are we?
Better than what we say they are?

What gives us the right to live, then?
What makes us worth surviving,

Grotusheller? That we are ruthless
enough to strike first? Yes!

Those who can survive are the only ones
worth surviving.

Fighting for your life isn't the same as
murder.

Where do you draw the line once you know
what the enemy is?

How long would the Nazis have kept it
up, General, if every Jew they came

had met them with a gun in his hand? But
I learned from them, General Black. Oh,

I learned.

You learned too well, Professor.

You learned so well that now there's no
difference between you and what you want

to kill.

Contact our ambassador to Moscow.

Also the Soviet delegate to the United
Nations.

Hook them onto my line.

When the Soviet premier comes back on
the phone, put us all in together.

Yes, Mr. President.

Is the touch phone open between Omaha
and the Soviet command headquarters?

Yes, sir. All ready. Keep it open.

General Black.

Yes, Mr. President.

Blackie.

Remember your Old Testament?

A little.

Remember the story of the sacrifice of
Abraham?

Old... What's -his -name used to use it
in chapel at least twice a year.

I remember, sir.

Keep it in mind the next few hours.

Blackie, I need your help.

Get out to Andrews Field right away.

Orders will be waiting for you there.

Yes, sir.

Blackie, are Catherine and the kids in
New York?

Yes, sir.

I may be asking a great deal of you.

I'll do whatever you say.

Good luck, Blackie.

General Bogan.

I've activated the touch phone between
you and the Soviet command. Will you

testify? Yes, sir.

This is General Bogan, Strategic Air
Command, Omaha.

I am the translator for Wilson Hibson.

We'll use against the man.

Marshal Hibson sends his greetings.

The same to him.

Our reception is five by five.

How do you read us? We read you five by
five.

One moment, please.

Mr. President, we're through with them.
Thank you, General. Will you put me on

your public address system so everyone
can hear what I say? I want the Russians

to be able to hear as well.

Yes, sir.

Ready, sir.

Gentlemen, this is the President of the
United States.

Whatever orders I give to American
personnel are to be considered direct

from the Commander -in -Chief.

They are to be obeyed fully, without
reservation, and at once.

We must do everything we can to prevent
our planes from attacking Moscow.

The Soviet Premier has...

behaved as I believe I would under
similar conditions.

He has delayed retaliation. I think he
believes this is an accident.

But we must convince him and his chief
advisors that it is.

I therefore order every American to
cooperate fully with Soviet officers

in shooting down our invading planes.

You are to give whatever information
they request.

Any hesitation, any withholding of
information can have the most tragic

consequences.

I cannot emphasize this too strongly.

Are there any questions?

Gentlemen, I expect you to conduct
yourselves as patriots.

And I wish you success.

missile that seems to hold, not on the
infrared source, but on the radar.

Is it possible?

Colonel Casio will answer your question.

That's a question, Colonel.

That is a direct order.

Order, Colonel.

Colonel!

Just a moment, please.

Major Handler.

Sergeant Collins, I'm the devil.

You're back a man on fire control,
aren't you?

Yes, sir. Do our Vindicator missiles
have both infrared and radar -seeking

capacity?

Yes, sir.

Loud and clear, they've got to know
we're on the level.

It has both capacities, sir.

Can the radar -seeking mechanism be
overloaded by increasing the strength of

signal?

Tell him!

Yes, sir.

It can be overloaded.

But by increasing the power output and
sliding through radar frequencies as

as possible, what happens is the firing
mechanism reads the higher amperage as

proximity to the target and detonates
the warhead.

Thank you, General Bogan. We'll be back.

That's all, Sergeant.

We've told them how to blow up our air
-to -air missiles.

And with them, our plane.

They're picking us up.

Thomas, send out the code for the
element flight plan. We're going down to

floor.

They're trying to avoid the fighters by
going too low for their radar.

I'm sorry, General. I don't know what
happened. I just couldn't do it. It was

like, I don't know, a fit or something.
General, I... I get it.

Who could have expected this situation?

General, I... I think this is all a
trap.

They wanted this to happen.

We know they've been trying to follow up
our fail -safe signal.

I think that we should tell the
president it's a trap.

They're just using the time to get their
missiles ready and fly their bombers

into position.

We have no evidence of that.

They could be flying their bombers in
the grass.

They could have fired missiles already
and put them up in the orbit of known

satellites where we couldn't detect
them. Remember, we computed that

decided satellites could be used to mask
missiles.

I've computed a lot of problems. I'm not
reporting anything I don't know for

sure.

I think we should recommend a full
-strength attack.

That is not our decision. The
Pentagon... They don't know what we

not soldiers anymore.

They're politicians.

They don't care what happens to us.

If we make a mistake, that's politics.

Send out men to be killed, then. For
what?

It's a lousy deal to sell us out.

Save the world. Save us.

Save our country.

Before they destroy it with their
stinking politics.

Order a first strike, General.

Put an end to it once and for all. You
have the power. You can do it. You are

talking treason.

Stop it now or I'll have you put under
arrest.

General Hogan, this is Marshal Nevsky.

Yes, Marshal. Can you give us the
altitude and latitude of the three

in the air? We can do that, but we can't
give you their altitude. The signals

we're getting now are too distorted.

Will you please give us the position of
the three planes? We can fly fighters at

various altitudes.

Can do.

Gentlemen, I am taking over command of
this post at the specific order of the

President of the United States.

He has long been aware that General
Bogan is mentally unbalanced and has

me to observe him closely.

The negotiations which General Bogan has
been conducting with the enemy are the

acts of a lunatic.

By the direct authority of the
president, I now command you to take all

from... Colonel.

We got orders, Colonel.

You make a fuss, they'll kill you.

You're a traitor.

You're worse than anybody.

You wear the uniform. You have men under
your command.

You're in the field.

But you want them dead before they find
you out. You want me dead.

I saw it this morning when you found me
with those people.

You're betraying us all. You're making a
mistake.

I'm better than you are. You're a
traitor.

You're betraying us all.

Marshal, yes.

Yes, sir.

I am now prepared to give you the
longitude and latitude of our bombers in

accordance with your request.

We have had such problems ourselves.

I await your information.

Better

have

it up. They've got another one.

Sit down.

Anyone could crack under the stream.

Well, if you ask me, he was a boy on the
end. He was a good soldier.

The Soviet premier is coming back on the
line, sir. The ambassador and the

Soviet delegate are already on. Have
they been told?

Yes, sir. As you said. Good.

Jay, where are you? On the top floor of
the embassy in Moscow, Mr. President.

Where are you, Mr. Ventoff?

In the U .N.

I suppose there is a reason for your
ambassadors and comrades -in -arms to

us. There is, Mr. Chairman.

Then let's get on with it.

His voice is firmer, certain, final,
like he's made up his mind.

In a few minutes, the bombs may be
falling.

I have brought our forces to a condition
of full readiness.

Unless we can satisfy one another, I
must release those forces.

So what do you propose, Mr. President?

Do your people think there is still a
chance of bringing down the bombers?

There is always a chance.

But I am asking you, what if they
cannot?

What will you do? Have you made a
decision?

Yes.

It's my decision and I take full
responsibility.

Mr. Swenson, are you on the line?

Yes, Mr. President.

General Baldwin?

Yes, sir.

This is what will happen if even one of
the bombers gets through.

It will drop two 20 -megaton bombs on
Moscow.

Jay? Yes, Mr. President. You might hear
the sound of the engines just before the

bombs drop. Maybe not. In any case,
you'll hear the defensive missiles going

off.

Right after that, the bombs will
explode.

I'm told that what we will hear at this
end will be a high, shrill sound.

That will be the ambassador's phone
melting from the heat of the fireball.

When we hear that sound, the ambassador
will be dead.

You understand, Mr. Ambassador, you're
to stay exactly where you are.

Yes, Mr. President.

She's got to attack.

Is this your proposal?

To sacrifice one American for five
million Russians? No, no, no. Listen to

Listen.

I've ordered a Vindicator bomber into
the air from Washington.

In a few minutes, it will be flying over
New York City.

It is carrying two 20 -megaton bombs.

The moment I know that Moscow has been
hit, I will order that plane to drop its

bombs.

It will use the Empire State Building
for ground zero.

When we hear the shriek of Mr.

Lentoff's phone melding, we will know
that he is gone and with

him New York.

What else can he do?

I don't know any other way, Mr.
Chairman, unless... unless you feel the

itself is enough.

Showing our intentions.

Would you think it enough?

If Russian bombers were flying against
New York,

could you accept only my good
intentions?

I believe this was an accident.

But I also believe your action is the
only way out.

I ask you to believe I wish it were not
so.

Yes.

Well, we can still hope I won't have to
take that action.

We're close to target.

Fourteen minutes, sir.

How many planes left?

Just us and number six.

Zlin.

Still here, Grady.

What's your condition?

Slight wing damage, ordinary flak,
that's all. Speed down to 1350, drag

How many of your decoys do you have
left?

How many do you need?

Well, I got the bombs. You don't.

I want you to take some of those
fighters off my tail.

Will do.

Billy? Yeah?

I depend on you.

General Bogan, can you explain this
maneuver?

One of your planes has just appeared
again.

That's standard procedure, Marshal
Nevsky. That's our number six plane, the

decoy plane. It's just trying to draw
your fighters away from our other plane,

carrying the bombs.

I see.

It carries only defensive equipment. You
don't have to worry about it.

Thank you.

We shall try for a cure in any case.

Don't scatter your forces, Marshal. You
don't have time for that.

I tell you, it doesn't carry any bombs.
You don't have to worry about it.

You're letting our other plane get
through.

Bogan, what's happened?

Marshal Nevsky said his fight is after a
plane that carried no bombs.

That means our number one plane will
almost certainly get through.

The Marshal realized that. It was too
much for him.

General Bogan, this is General Konya. Do
you have the remaining plane on your

screen? No, sir, we do not.

We cannot see in our radar and it is
flying so fast our anti -aircraft is

useless. I must assume the plane will
get through. Yes.

I intend to focus all our remaining
rockets on the estimated depth of the

and fire them all off at once. Our hope
is to set up a thermonuclear barrier

that nothing can penetrate.

That might work.

It's worth a chance.

You speak English very well, General.

I was leased onto your headquarters in
London during the war.

I was stationed right outside of London.

Yes, I know.

With the 8th Air Force.

Did you like London?

Very much.

So did I.

The great cities are those where one can
walk.

I would walk all the time in London.

Wherever you turn, there's history.

General, are you in Moscow now?

No.

I was ordered to leave.

Is your...

It's a hard day.

Yes, a hard day.

Goodbye, my friend.

Goodbye, my friend.

Colonel Grady, sir.

What is it, Thomas? The infrared
indicator shows a large number of ground

-air rockets ignited ahead of us. They
should show on the scope any time now.

What do you know about those rockets?

They're no different from ours, sir.

Designed to home in on heat -producing
engines, like an airplane.

They can't be aiming them at us. We're
too low. They'd blow themselves up.

What are they doing with it?

General Bogan? Yes.

They found Mrs. Grady. She's standing
by.

Mr. President, we have Grady's wife.

Can we get through to him? If he follows
procedure, he'll contact us when he

gets within range of the target. Those
are his orders so that we know how to

evaluate the strike.

Well, he's been following orders so far.

Yes, sir.

Keep your fingers crossed.

Thomas. Yes, sir.

Would their rockets follow missiles,
too?

I don't see why not. A missile produces
heat.

I think I know what they're going to do.

Explode the rockets on top of us and
hope to knock us down with a blast.

They can do it, too.

But how many air -to -air missiles do we
have left?

Two. Okay.

Now, the minute you see those rockets
ignite on the scope, you fire our

and guide them from maximum elevation
straight up. Straight up? Yeah. Maybe

rockets will follow the missiles,
explode too high to hurt us.

Yes, sir.

Kyle, Grady, we're in range. We have the
report in.

Watch that scope.

Element 1, this is Turkey 1. Element 1,
this is Turkey 1. Can you hear me?

Grady, this is General Bogan. Keep
receiving. No matter what you hear, do

understand? Keep receiving.

Jack!

Jack, this is Helen.

Jack, it's Helen. Do you recognize my
voice?

It's not a trick.

It's me.

Jack, you must turn back. You mustn't
drop those bombs.

Do you hear me? Is it really your wife?

They started their rockets.

Fire one.

Jack, do you hear what it's saying?

Jack! Fire two.

Keep them at least 2 ,500 feet above the
rockets. Yes, sir.

Jack, there's no war.

We're fine.

You must turn back.

They're at 18 ,000. Go.

19.

20 ,000 feet.

Give them as much boost as you can. The
higher, the better. I've never lied to

you, have I? 50 ,000. No matter what
anybody did to me, I wouldn't. Please,

you've got to believe me.

80 ,000 feet.

90.

140.

what altitude to drop the bombs from.
It's about the only choice we do have

Glass gave us enough radiation, best
we'd only last a couple of days.

So I'm taking him low.

When we're over the target, climbing to
5 ,000 feet, bombs are

set to go at 5 ,000.

There's nothing to go home to anyway.

General Stark, are there any papers or
documents in New York which are

absolutely essential for the winning of
the United States?

General Stark?

No, sir.

There are important documents, but...

None of them absolutely essential.

Be any warning given?

A lot of lives could be saved if people
had a few minutes.

On this short notice, an alert to a big
city would do more harm than good. All

you'd produce is panic.

What about this?

Maybe he doesn't know his wife is there.

He knows.

Gentlemen, we are wasting time.

I've been making a few rough
calculations based on the effect of two

bombs dropped on New York City in the
middle of a normal work day.

I estimate the immediate dead at about
three million.

I include in this figure those buried
beneath the collapsed buildings.

It would not make any difference,
Admiral Wilcox, whether they reached a

or not.

They would die just the same.

And another million or two who will die
within about five weeks.

Now, our immediate problem would be the
joint one of fire control and

excavation.

Excavation, none of the dead, the effort
would be wasted there.

But even though there are no
irreplaceable government documents in

many of our largest corporations keep
their records there.

It will be necessary to...

Rescue as many of those records as we
can.

Our economy depends on this.

And

the

Lord said, gentlemen...

He who is without sin, let him cast the
first stone.

How did you ever get to be a translator,
Buck? You don't seem the academic type.

I guess I've got this talent for
languages, sir.

I hear language once, I pick it right
up.

I don't even know how.

They found out about it in the army.

You sound sorry they did.

No, no.

Very interesting job.

I mean, sometimes.

Yeah. You did a good job today, Buck.

Thank you, sir.

All I did was repeat what he said.

It didn't freeze up.

Another man might have.

You're the one who didn't, sir.

I wonder what it's like out.

Looked like rain before.

Radio said it would clear by the
afternoon.

Yes, Mr. Chairman.

Mr. President, I have ordered our long
-range missiles to

stand out from their alert.

Only that part of our defense that has a
chance of shooting down your bomber is

still active.

We do not think we have much of a
chance.

I know.

And yet, this was nobody's fault. I
don't agree.

No human being did wrong.

No one is to be blamed.

We're to blame, both of us.

We let our machines get out of hand.

Still, it was an accident.

Two great cities may be destroyed.
Millions of innocent people killed. What

we say to them, Mr. Chairman? Accidents
will happen. I won't accept that.

All I know is that as long as we have
weapons... All I know is that men are

responsible. We're responsible for what
happens to us.

Today we had a taste of the future. Do
we learn from it or do we go on the way

we have?

What do we do, Mr. Chairman?

What do we say to the dead?

I think if we are men, we must say, this
will not

happen again.

But do you think it's possible?

With all that stands between us. We put
it there, Mr. Chairman, and we're not

helpless. What we put between us, we can
remove.

Mr. President.

Yes, Jay.

I can hear the sound of explosions from
the northeast.

The sky is very bright.

me through to General Black.

Yes, Mr. President.

Blackie.

Yes, Mr. President.

Moscow's been destroyed.

Drop your bombs according to plan.

and briefed on the mission, so there's
nothing more to say.

I have only one last order.

Nobody else has to have anything to do
with the dropping of the bombs.

Repeat. I will fly the plane and release
the bombs.

The final act is mine.

On course, sir.

Approaching target.

You want some time to give me the
signal?