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Good morning, Mr. Phelps.

The man you're looking at is General Zek of the Karakian Army.

Zek is so bitterly opposed to the peace treaty

between the kingdom of Karak and its neighbour, the Republic of Agir,

that he has conspired with this man,

Ismir Najiid, a munitions maker,

to provoke war between the two countries instead of peace.

His plan is to destroy the Government House of Karak,

while the young and progressive head of that country, King Said,

makes a public announcement of the peace treaty.

Your mission, Jim, should you decide to accept it,

is to stop Zek and Najiid in such a way

that they never again threaten the peace.

As always, should you or any of your IM Force be caught or killed,

the secretary will disavow any knowledge of your actions.

This recording will self-destruct in five seconds.

Good luck, Jim.

- Sounds very good, Barney. - Thanks, Rollin.

I still have some effects to add yet.

Have you recorded the narration, Rollin?

No, Jim. I think it'll be more convincing if it's spontaneous.

Yes, I agree.

Cinnamon, here's your press card.

General Tamaar has you on the list of accredited correspondents.

Barney, that's an awful lot of changes.

You're right. And then I'm gonna have our changes to make.

Najiid expects the ones he's paying for to be programmed in also.

Rollin, Barney will be able to make the automated arrangements

to get you into the nitro room.

But there's one thing he can't program, it's the human factor.

The guards report in every five minutes.

If they don't call in, somebody comes looking for them.

Now let's see the camera, Willy.

Good.

Now, is there any problem with their saboteur, Skoura, Rollin?

No, Jim, but the legendary Colonel Hakim is another story.

It's difficult to create a face for a man who's never been photographed.

It doesn't matter. As long as we give them something

they think looks like the legendary Hakim.

It's too bad that Hakim's weapon is nitroglycerine.

Yes, Cinnamon, but that's just what makes him a legend.

No one dares use the stuff the way Hakim does.

For very good reason.

With nitroglycerine, you're never more than a split second away from eternity.

The king is holding his press conference here.

I intend to place my tetryl and cordite here, here and here.

- Yes? - The systems analyst is here.

Have him wait.

- When will you set the charges? - Tonight.

Set to go tomorrow morning at 10:58 during the press conference.

Detonation is to be by radio control.

I've placed casings and detonators inside the building.

Evidence that the Agirian government is responsible.

I'm satisfied.

General?

Good.

Gentlemen, by tomorrow,

you will be leading an aroused nation to war.

Send in the systems analyst.

Mr. Najiid, Ray Harper.

- General Zek. - General.

I specifically asked your company to send Mr. Connery.

Mr. Connery's on another assignment.

However, if you would like to wait two months, that's up to you.

Mr. Harper, do you understand what we need?

Your cable was specific enough.

You wish me to program the requested increase in production.

- Can you do it? - Of course I can.

Jack Rogers, Trans Cable News Service.

Jack? Jack Rogers?

General Tamaar. Well, what a pleasure to see you.

- It's been a long time. - I should say it has.

- Here, come with me. - Sure.

- How is it going, Mr. Harper? - Fine. I'll be finished by tonight.

Good.

Adrienne Duvray, la Presse Oceanique.

Mademoiselle Duvray, I am General Tamaar.

General.

His Majesty, King Said, Mademoiselle Duvray.

It is a great honour, Your Majesty.

A pleasure to welcome you, Mademoiselle Duvray.

General Zek, his aide, Major Abdul Al Tarek.

Excuse me, Your Majesty.

I wonder if I might have a word with the general.

What is it, Mr. Rogers?

I wasn't sure if you knew,

but Mademoiselle Duvray is a special friend

of the chief of operations of the Agir army.

- Colonel Hakim? - Yes.

The lady's private life is her own business.

Well, certainly, Your Majesty,

but the lady coincidentally has shown up in at least a half a dozen places

just before Hakim has pulled one of his capers.

- Just thought you might like to know. - Thank you, Mr. Rogers.

Put Mademoiselle Duvray under close surveillance.

Yes, sir.

I'll take out the guard at exactly 8:00.

Five minutes later, they'll miss him and come looking.

We've gotta be loaded and out of here by 8:05.

Right.

This is Gate calling Post Number One.

Post Number One, over.

Check the nitroglycerine storage area.

Sentry on patrol has not, repeat, has not reported in.

At once.

Post Number One, calling Gate.

Gate guard, here. Over.

The sentry is not here, but his vehicle is.

Battery has been removed from it.

Search the area. Search the area.

- Finished? - All finished.

Look down that street.

There's nobody here. Check the fence.

Good. The drug won't wear off for 12 hours.

It was Hakim.

There's no doubt of it.

The guard was positive.

And who else but Hakim would steal nitroglycerine?

- Where is Miss Duvray? - At her hotel.

She's being watched and her phone's been tapped.

Call Cinnamon.

General, as I've already said,

I've just discovered there is solid rock under Government House.

No matter how I place the cordite,

I can't guarantee complete destruction.

What do you suggest?

I suggest we postpone until we can devise another plan.

Skoura, everything is ready.

We will postpone nothing.

Zek here.

We will be there.

He's dead.

It was his heart.

There is enough nitroglycerine in there, general, to blow up a city block.

Yes. But what did he intend to do with it?

Perhaps Mademoiselle Duvray can tell us.

General.

The truck is set to operate by radio control.

Very ingenious.

And the nitro, of course, would explode on impact.

I am running out of patience, Mademoiselle Duvray.

One last time before I use harsher measures,

what was he going to do with it? What?

I think it's obvious what Hakim intended to do with the nitroglycerine.

Blow up Government House, correct?

- No. - Yes.

Yes.

As Abdul said, there is enough nitroglycerine in that truck

to demolish an entire city block.

You know, considering our problem with the cordite,

Hakim's plan has more assurance of success than our own.

Are you suggesting we adopt it?

Yes, completely. Including putting Hakim at the wheel.

That way, there will be no doubt as to the guilt of the government of Agir.

His plan is perfect for us.

Yes, but we don't know where the radio controls are located.

Perhaps Mademoiselle Duvray can tell us.

I will tell you nothing.

- Yes, you will... - General.

There is an easier way.

What?

Mademoiselle Duvray,

you will not be betraying Hakim by telling us what we want to know.

He's dead. It's over.

There's nothing you can do for him now

except help him complete his last mission.

Hakim wanted to blow up Government House

as much as we do.

He would want you to help us.

Now, where are the controls located?

They are in a loft in an office building

one block from Government House.

Thank you.

Well, general?

We will use the nitroglycerine.

Yes, everything. Everything we need.

Yes, very good.

General, I'll take care of the girl.

I'll see that she will cause us no more problems. Come.

You be here tomorrow and make sure everything goes right.

Once the system has been reprogrammed,

it will take an estimated six months to convert the factory

and its instalments to peaceful uses.

So we estimate conversion to peaceful uses within six months.

How will the changeover be financed?

Finance it? With a loan, of course.

But from whom, Mr. Najiid?

We've had discussions with many sources,

the World Bank among others.

Thank you.

Now, gentlemen,

His Majesty has a matter of much greater import for you.

Gentlemen, His Majesty, King Said.

- Mr. Najiid. - Yes?

I'd like one more picture if you don't mind.

No, just hold it right there. That's fine, like that.

Oh, please don't. I do not want to be disturbed...

Take him into my office.

First I would like to make a prepared statement.

As you all know, I have long sought peace in this part of the world.

I can't walk.

I can't walk.

I can't feel anything from my waist down.

- You must get me to a doctor. - No, no, no. You mustn't be moved.

We better bring a doctor here.

Yes. Yes, doctor, at once.

Government House.

Yes.

In a few minutes.

The road is a difficult one.

It is a region beset by many problems: Nationalistic, economic, social.

Some of our people have barely emerged from the Middle Ages,

while others are already enjoying the bounties of the 20th century.

You must get me to a doctor.

Lie still, Najiid, the doctor will be here soon.

You must lie quietly.

Please.

Please.

It is my belief that all of our people

must share equally in the advances of our time.

I have put forth the doctrine to the representatives

of the Republics of Agir, that with mutual cooperation

we could resolve our differences

and advance the welfare of all our people.

Yes, general.

Najiid hasn't come out yet.

- That is why I... - How unlucky for Najiid.

- Proceed as planned. - Yes, general.

He's at the controls now, general.

He's testing.

Peace is possible.

A permanent end to bloodshed.

He is starting the truck now.

It is beginning to move.

It is headed straight for the building, getting closer.

Now there is nothing in front of the truck.

- I propose first... - It is moving closer.

Secondly, a regional planning board

with full powers to conclude agreements

that will be of mutual advantage to our two countries.

Third, a joint commission devoted to cultural exchange.

Fourth, a customs union.

Fifth, steps toward common currency.

He is moving on.

He is going to hit.

I'm sorry. Must be a short in the flash attachment.

We will resume as soon as television transmission is restored.

Oh, it's an incredible... An incredible ball of fire.

The entire... The entire front wall of the building is falling down.

And bodies... It is...

I never thought it would be like this.

Please. Please. I'm all right now. I must get out of here.

No. No, not until the doctor comes.

You must be quiet, Mr. Najiid.

It is beyond my wildest dream.

People... People are dying.

I can't look anymore. I can't look.

I never thought it would be like this.

Gentlemen, the transformer will be out for a little while,

but then, we will resume activities...

People of Karak,

this is General Zek.

I am broadcasting on the emergency military channel.

Just a few minutes ago,

the Government House was demolished

as the result of a suicide mission by the infamous Colonel Hakim,

with the knowledge and consent of the government of Agir.

Hakim drove a truck loaded with nitroglycerine

directly into Government House.

No.

No. That truck is filled with nitroglycerine.

A truck headed for Government House,

intercept it immediately and bring the driver to my office.

Your Majesty, the truck is filled with nitroglycerine.

Zek is trying to kill us. We've got to get out of here.

We have no brakes.

- Can you stop it? - We've got one chance.

I'll try with the gears.

It was Colonel Hakim and General Zek.

It was their plan,

but I never thought Zek would go through with it.

I only just found out about it.

- Then why didn't you warn us? - But I did.

Only after you couldn't get out of the building.

You were part of it.

You were part of the conspiracy. Admit it.

No. No, Your Majesty.

It was Colonel Hakim and General Zek.

Hakim.

But you're dead.

- Skoura. - Who is this man?

A saboteur in the pay of General Zek and Najiid.

No, no, Your Majesty, I can explain everything.

- L... - General.

Place Najiid and General Zek under arrest.

- The charge is treason. - Yes, Your Majesty.